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general-dweebous · 5 months
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I love the idea of meeting the infamous Halsin your friends boast about, and he’s just smitten with you
Everyone always described him as such a flirt- charming, handsome, the whole package so to speak. Granted you underestimated what they meant when describing how giant he truly is. But most of all, you didn’t expect him to be so.. wonderful.
You knew your friends keep good company, so you expected you’d get along, but you didn’t expect to be sitting next to the giant bear of a man enthralled in conversation for hours. Had it truly been hours? It’s easy to make friends, but more of a challenge to find others you truly connect with, and Halsin was checking off all of those boxes.
And of course, his looks and overall stature combined with this personality make it difficult not to swoon over, but at the moment, you’re too elated simply connecting so well with someone else again. Who else would let you ramble about cute critters for 45 minutes straight?
What you weren’t catching on to, however, was that Halsin was absolutely taken with you. His eyes would drink in your features when it was your turn to speak, a smile stuck on his face as he listened to your nonstop train of thought, rambling on about another fascination of yours. Others tend to find these conversations a bit goofy, laughing them off, but you were invested. Even about the silly little things. And he loves it. He truly feels that he could watch and listen to you for hours and he wouldn’t get tired of your company.
The way his cheeks would flush a warm pink when you laugh at a silly nature joke of his.
How he would feel his chest warm as you seem to unknowingly lean in closer to him, letting your knees touch his without moving away.
Let alone the way his heart would beat faster as you take his hand in both of yours, turning his palm to face upwards as you trace lines on his hands, “I’m serious- you have earth hands”
“earth hands?” he’d repeat with a slight chuckle
“well don’t laugh at me!” you’d reply with a taunting smile, “it’s all in the shape; broad, large, square hands. It’s positive, don’t worry. It means you have strong values, or something.”
“Does it? What else does it mean?”
You’d pause, holding his one (large..) hand in both of yours, “Responsible, practical.” you’d say, your thumb almost massaging his palm. “comfortable working with your hands,”
Halsin’s face would flush again, subtly. He’d notice the way yours does, too, which doesn’t help his ever growing infatuation. His eyes are locked on yours, he’d be happy if you held onto his hand forever. He is almost instinctively flirty, following up with “to put it lightly, I suppose.”
There would be a moment of shy silence. You, trying to hide your embarrassed smirk by staring at his palm longer.
Halsin would be the type to forget anyone else is in the room, lifting the palm from your hand to hook a finger under your chin to get you to look up at him. Even sitting down he’s still double your size. His thumb would graze your lower lip as his eyes gaze into yours.
Unfortunately, there are other people in the room, and they ruin the moment.
“Halsin, have you seen- of course.” your mutual friend would say, rolling their eyes with a laugh. “Stop flirting with my ride home!” They’d tease as they grab your arm and pull you away. You know he’d be wanting to chase after you like some silly romantic novel. Another mutual friend from the group would plop down next to him, smacking him on the back with a laugh. “Careful, your eyes are practically turning into hearts.” They’d taunt. “They’re great, right?”
“An understatement.” He’d say with a warm smile, watching you leave, already hoping for the next encounter.
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zombiejunk · 1 month
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summer ‘00 sioux falls, south dakota
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prepare for an aching the rest of your life
(Jawbreaker moodboard)
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cyberfreaky · 1 year
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RRAAAHHHHHH
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ghostivities · 1 year
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I didn’t notice this before but the way Leo flinched at the word “ failed “ ☹️
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judge-my-crush · 21 days
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dreamsuvivor · 6 months
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Okay I might be a little bit biased here, but I really hate how Buffy and the scoobies behaved to Spike in s5 after he confesed to his feeling for Buffy. I’m sorry but now y’all want to act all high and mighty? not when she was dating Angel, who quite literally killed someone close to her or when Riley just constantly made her feel guilty for her powers and guilt tripped her to apologize for spending time with her sick mother?!
And like I could understand if this was during the previous seasons when Spike was a bit assholey towards everyone, but he was almost part of the team at this point! He helped them on several occasion and Buffy even trusted him to look after her mum and Dawn at one point. And suddenly everyone acts like he murdered their loved ones…tf
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awakentrashpanda · 1 month
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I have a headcanon that Kickin lays the eggs everyone uses for food. But I also imagine him being protective of the eggs, even though he knows they won't hatch. Like, pecking the others hands when reaching to get one.
Oh my God nuuuu
I mean, I know that often chickens will lay eggs that are not fertile, like, they don’t have a baby inside of them and don’t even think about it, but I don’t know, something about that happening with a humanoid bird man who is actually capable of thinking, and the fact that That’s the same way he would reproduce, and the way he gets protective over them, I don’t know why but this thought makes me sad
The fact that I’ve also imagined a potentially funny plot line where Bubba and Kickin end up having a child by Kickin laying an egg with Bubba’s child inside of it probably also doesn’t help 
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teamahwol · 8 months
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the fan in me is sad that boygenius didn’t win at the vmas last night but the gatekeeper in me is happy
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dvrcos · 25 days
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Let me brainrot about newtmas for the rest of the semester instead of doing homework
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katsco · 11 months
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I’m gonna be sappy for a second but honestly I’m so proud of ranboo. Seeing genloss go from an idea he came up with almost two years ago to seeing it all come together is so cool.
I’m so happy to have been here to witness it all come to life and to see the process of it all slowly coming together.
Ranboo really outdid themselves with this project and I couldn’t be more impressed with them. Genloss has been amazing and I’m so excited to see where it goes from here.
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defleppardfan1 · 2 months
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Mine? 🙏🥵
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i-d-e-g-a-f · 4 months
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me when people headcanon katara as a ravenclaw, zuko as a slytherin, sokka as a gryffindor
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storiesoflilies · 2 days
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guys, metanoia is complete!!
however…
the SOLE reason why it is not being posted right this very second, is because i am overthinking the aesthetics of it (the dividers, pictures, blah blah…).
but anyways, tomorrow it will definitely be posted, because i have to sleep for work and for my own sanity.
hehe, BYE
Lily xo
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izvmimi · 1 month
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i can’t go through this every time i watch a new show
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YALL KNEW I HAD TO COME PUT OF HIDING FOR SOME OF THE BEST NERDY RELEASES OF THE YEAR, ALL IN ONE WEEK (which just so happens to be the week I’m busy)
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invisiblewashboard · 5 months
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Second Year Grief
You don’t expect it.
Everyone prepares you for all the “firsts.” Your first birthday without them. Their first birthday that they ought to still be here for. The first holiday season. So many “firsts” that you are as prepared as possible for.
It still hurts. And it’s still painful.
But then comes the second year grief. They’ve been gone for a while. Your life has grown bigger around the flood of tears they left behind. And now?
Now, you no longer have the initial shock that acts as a cushion to shield you. All you have left is the grief itself, the emptiness. The aching tiredness. All the love stored up in your heart that has nowhere to go. All you have in that second year is just the pain.
And you feel badly talking about it. Because you’re far enough removed from the loss itself that sometimes people look at you funny, sometimes the most insensitive ones will say, “Haven’t you moved on?”
And instead of crying out, “No, no, I have not and I cannot! I will never move on!” you simply force yourself to smile, and either leave or change the subject.
Because how do you move on from such a loss? How do you “get over” the death of someone who was so very, very important to you?
I’ll give you a hint: you don’t. You never get over it and you never move on. But life does. And that’s okay.
But man. That second year grief. Nothing has made me feel like more of an annoyance or a burden than my second year grief.
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