#if you hear carefully

[debb987]

Rise!Dee looked at the flower with surprise.

"For us? And you picked a nice one too! " He grinned and immediately grabbed it. "A Devil's Trumpet! I'll ask Mikey to put it in a vase, we don't want him accidentally using it for a new recipe, but the kitchen counter could certainly use some purple-"

"Actually, I think that's for us," 12!Donnie snatched the flower with a pointed look. "Since the story is still currently on our side of the multiverse, this offer is obviously meant for-"

"You wish this flower would be intended to your obviously inferior world-"

"It's got nothing to do with that! It's just logical."

"Don't even try to bullshit and claim it's logic, that's MY thing-"

"ARE YOU TWO GETTING ALONG OVER THERE!"

"YES!" they both answered in unison, grinning and linking arms like the best buddies on Earth, as they both grabbed onto the stem of the flower.

Rad squinted suspiciously. "Uh-huh, I have an eye on you guys- oh, what a pretty flower! Is that for us?"

EF!Raph, who had watched the exchange while slowly stepping back simply nodded.

"Hey, thank you! It's so cute, I wonder what kind of flower is-"

"Devil's Trumpet." Both Donnie's answered in unison before exchanging sideway glares.

Rad hummed and took the flower from them-

And ate it.

"Thanks for the snack, other Raph!" Rad muttered obliviously while both Donnie's stared with growing horror. "And sorry about them, please ignore these bozos-"

"Raph that was poisonous."

"They mean no harm- what."

"Why would you eat it, oohhh why, oh no."

"Ok, so there's a 60-40 chance Draxum accounted for that scenario-"

"No wait, why would a flower be poisonous!?" Rad huffed. "They're so pretty!"

"The real question here is why would you eat it-?"

EF!Raph slowly escaped from the accidental soon-to-be-crime scene, because even if Rad resulted to be inmune, it was obvious the two purple turtles would end up fighting each other.

#extended family au #eldest brother #the eldest brother tmnt #tmnt au competition #tmnt au polls #Deb writes #if you hear carefully #you can listen to Rafa having flashbacks to that cockroach scene #STOP EATING THINGS THAT ARE NOT FOOD #but it was pretty! #STOP EATING THE POISON #Oh how the roles have reversed #Rafa really be going Pizza Puffs here lmao #tbf #If not a snack then why snack sized #nvm that everything is snack sized for Raph ksksk

[ayo-edebiri]

#I think the narrator is unreliable <3

#iwtv spoilers #iwtv #iwtvedit #byaurore #interview with the vampire #louis de pointe du lac #userbbelcher #i can't color this show it's so dark i don't want to make him white... #that was very hot thank u #if you listen carefully you can hear the mic dropping

[sunflower-emoji]

Wallflower (Hawks x Reader)

You're shy. Hawks isn't.

(more Hawks fluff <;3)

It didn't matter that people would kill for a job like yours, you were going to quit. It wasn't worth this nightmare called a charity ball you found yourself at. 

You were young and far down the hierarchy. You had assumed that the higher-ups would send someone with an established reputation to represent the company. 

"No, you'll be perfect. A charming young face is exactly what our brand needs," your boss insisted.

You bit back a scoff. One of the reasons you became a costume designer was so you didn't have to schmooze people. You always loved the world of heroics, knew you wanted to be part of it in some way. But large crowds and larger personalities launched your heart rate skyward. Costume design was perfect: challenging, creative, and just the right amount of human interaction. Sure, you weren’t the most sociable, but you loved working one-on-one with your clients, getting to know them slowly over time and never worrying about going blind from direct exposure to the spotlight.

None of this seemed to matter to your boss, or your colleagues, who refused to take your place even as they sighed with envy. You were beginning to think it was part of a bigger conspiracy to get you to "come out of your shell," and you resented them for it.

Still, you wished one of them were here so you could have someone to talk to. Your charming young face didn't know a single person here.

That wasn't entirely true. You recognized some of your clients, had even tried to talk to one of them, making it through a full thirty seconds of stilted conversation before someone more famous pulled them away. You immediately fled to the periphery of the room where other guests floated past, preoccupied with other things and people.

That was fine, You were really only interested in one person here anyway, and you knew the chances of actually talking to him were nonexistent.

You had caught glimpses of him throughout the night. It was hard not to, his giant red wings a beacon, standing out even more in his all-black ensemble. Never long enough for eye contact, but you held on to the hope of getting a wave or a quick smile at some point tonight.

Hawks was an established client at your company, his costume the creation of your boss's boss. The two of you met a few months ago after you had been assigned to find a new material for his visor. Something sturdier without sacrificing visibility. He visited you regularly to test out the prototypes.

At first you were terrified, unsure how to talk to the loud, gregarious hero. The energetic banter your veteran coworkers had with him wasn't something you could match. But Hawks had surprised you with a patient smile and questions about your work, listening so attentively your passion overtook your shyness. It didn't take long for you to feel at ease with the hero, even if your heart never settled into its normal rhythm when he was around.

But there was a big difference between his visits to your studio and you approaching him in the middle of a giant gala, surrounded by dozens of other heroes and bigwigs. So you leaned against the wall, checking your phone and wondering if it was late enough to leave without getting yelled at later.

"Should've known you'd be over here!" You jump at the sudden visitor, who chuckles at your reaction.

Your heart's still in your throat, but you feel calmer now that Hawks stands in front of you. Something familiar at last.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Just that you seem like the wallflower type," he replies with a head tilt and teasing grin.

"Am not!" You said it as a reflex.  Both of you knew very well that you were a wallflower. And you had in fact spent the entire evening against a wall.

Hawks' eyes narrow, deviousness creeping into his smile. "Oh? Well in that case, I guess you won't mind sharing a dance with me."

When you fail to immediately take his outstretched hand, he pouts. "Come on, Endeavor already turned me down. Are you really gonna let me be rejected twice tonight?"

You huff out a “fine,” and he guides you to the dance floor with an eager pull of your hand, his feet not quite touching the ground. To your relief, he stops in a space off-center, his wings partially open as he brings his other hand up to your waist. 

The two of you twirl around in what you think is meant to be a waltz. Hawks can't keep a beat but insists on leading anyway, just barely missing your toes. Without warning, he spins you out before snapping you back against his chest and you feel the rumble of his laughter. You're grateful he can't see your reddened face, dizzy from spinning and the scent of his cologne.

By the end of the song, you've gathered enough wits for a little payback. As the music swells for the final time, you slip your hand around to Hawks' back and press your knee forward. His eyebrows raise in delight at your mischievous grin and he lets you dip him, throwing his arm out with a flourish.

There's a smattering of applause, some conversation to your side, but you're not paying attention to any of it, too focused on Hawks beaming up at you.

"Sooo, how about it? Up for another?"

You agree without hesitation this time. It's not like you had anything better to do this evening.

#I hear you ask “kaye how are you supposed to dip hawks with his giant wings in the way” #the answer is carefully dear reader #very carefully #anyway hello i love fancy galas and fancy dancing and being goofy and bad at fancy dancing #You can expect more on this theme #bnha #takami keigo x reader #keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #x reader

[rakiah]

🦁👑rkgk

#twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #leona kingscholar #leovil #don’t ask #I’m just sick as hell #and unable to do what I want #except playing the Cult of the Lamb dlc #I managed to doodle something so I’m happy #now I’m going to crush on my bed #again #(sigh) #but if you listen carefully you can hear him purring

[snazzycrown]

REMEMBER WHEN I SAID EXPECT MORE? Also, surprisingly I *can* draw more than just Taylor. A damn miracle.

#character art #lisa wilbourn #worm #worm parahumans #parahumans #Tattletale #i love my blonde emotional support thinker #if you listen carefully you can hear amy have a break down

[timotheecontent]

#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #~ #gifs #legend says if you listen carefully you can still hear the echoes of his hair stylist's cries

[flurgburgler]

destined for another dimension babeeey

or, is it really a fix-it fic if he doesn’t get his guitar back

#stranger things #eddie munson #we SAID we weren't going to write long fic but if you listen carefully you can hear the sound of our clown shoes #my art

[quackkaz]

Roman : Who ate all the cookies?

Patton : Ninjas.

Roman : I didn't see them?

Patton : No one ever does…

#he didn’t stop at the second cookie this time #royality #if you listen carefully you can hear them laughing like at the end of the puppet episode #incorrect quote #sanders sides #sanders sides incorrect quotes #roman sanders #patton sanders

[ickypuppi3]

# like, in a gay way?

#are we about to kiss (silly style) right now ?? #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #if you listen carefully you can hear the sound of robin slamming that little window shut because she doesn’t want to bear witness to #whatever the hell this is for the tenth time this week (it’s tuesday) #ickyposts

[doomedlvr]

Take me back, oh drunken gods of slaughter

You know I’ve always been your favourite daughter

#🐝 #lottie matthews #Yellowjackets #if you listen carefully you can hear me hyperfixating from across the world

[thebirdandhersong]

layers of school and family and health issues and future planning and final exam stress aside, do you ever feel like there is a long ongoing scream inside of you that seems to have no end ha haaaa

#the ironic thing i think is that i'm sitting closest to the window rn #and i can see the boy i agonized over for seven months sitting with his girlfriend #very clearly in the reflection because they're sitting behind me :) #and no matter how loudly i play my music i can still hear them laughing together every once in a while! #he told me today that the thing he asked me to edit for him just won him a scholarship and i was like congrats!! #this IS what i've become to you! editor friend who cooks and brings snacks! #and it's like. well you don't NEED me anymore. which is a silly thought because he never did need me in the first place #(and the need to be needed is a bit... hmm.... there's a lot there i do need to examine carefully) #it's not even worth talking about boy no.2 who is kind enough to break anyone's heart lollll and who is definitely definitely #and clearly in every way definitely not interested or available or anything close to it #anyway im not in tears tonight lolll thank God i am mostly okay #but i think i need to take an early night :') clearly i am starting to be emotionally overwrought #it is not AGONY........ it is something quieter i think.

[c4ntbr36th]

“haha rocks for brains hes dumb as rocks” STOPP STOP STOPPPPP STOPPPP

#if you listen very carefully you can hear me #ripping my hair out #and crying #in the background #mike wheeler #byler

[swftlore]

OH WE ARE SO BACK BABY

#and if you listen very carefully you can hear me screaming crying and shitting #LUTHER !!! MY STINKABUTT !!!! #allison’s hair omg #FIVE !!!!!!!!!! BRO !!!!! #diegolila parent arc you will always be famous to me #the umbrella academy #tua #umbrella academy #stfu ollie

[icantdothistodaybruh]

I was sent a lovely ask about speedpaints yesterday, but I don’t know if I should bother with the soundtracks for them or just post it mute right noowwwww

#some of them are >10 min long so.... #when I'm watching someone's speedpaints I usually turn off the sound and play my own music anyway #but idk maybe it's just me?? and you would rather hear my carefully picked out tracks for each piece??? #ask

[hyugahell]

Hiashi you never remarried. We wonder how much you love your wife

Loves her enough to still be cryin' over her even after several years

#hyuga clan blog #hiashi hyuga #if you listen carefully you can hear his father telling him to get over her already

[ralfmaximus]

Twitter is in a period of decline. The site still functions, people are still using it, but there’s a familiar stink that lingers on the website. It reminds me of the twilight days of two other social media platforms I’ve used: LiveJournal and Tumblr — onetime vibrant communities that grew in popularity until everyone seemed to be using them, which then began a long, slow death.

Gasp. Did you know we're dead? That tumblr's dead?

Pop onto LiveJournal and Tumblr today, and you’ll still see inscrutable blogs, endless GIFs, and earnest writing. But something is missing — although there’s still content and posters, the sites no longer feel like the communities they once were.

The Verge goes on to explain that tumblr died in 2018 when the porn went away, and things here never recovered. It's just been a slow, sad, nipple-free death spiral into oblivion.

Huh.

#it's eerie #how sometimes if you listen carefully #you can still hear tumblr users typing #almost like they're still here #weird