#// im new to this

[gettinglitculttm]

silly cat and silly month of love pt 2

Deer is one of my followers in game.

[f1ora1f1owerswrites]

packing it up

–hi! this is officially my first tumblr fic, i thought of this when listening to “packing it up” by gracie abrams (i’m actually so obsessed with that song) and thought it really fit jake. i would love some feedback if you stop by for a read :-) warnings: jake seresin x reader. straight fluff. maybe slight angst if you really squint and tilt your head. she/her pronouns used. no use of y/n. probably grammatical errors :/.

Summary: Jake Seresin had always been the kind of guy who kept everyone at arm’s length, no matter how cocky or confident he came off as. He’d learned the hard way that getting too close meant eventually getting hurt. But when you walked into his life, everything changed. Maybe it was fate, maybe it was timing, but one thing was certain: you happened when he needed it the most.

Jake “Hangman” Seresin had always been fine on his own. Hell, he preferred it that way. He had his wings, his crew, and the endless rush of being a Top Gun pilot. It wasn’t that he didn’t want something more—it was just that life had a way of showing him that when things were going right, something was bound to go wrong.

So he kept his distance. He kept things casual, whether it was with women or friends. There was no need to get too attached when it always ended leaving him with nothing but disappointment.

But then you happened.

Jake didn’t believe in fate, not really. He’d always chalked up the little moments in life to coincidence, never willing to put too much stock into anything that couldn’t be explained by logic and reason. But the first time he saw you, that stubborn, independent look in your eyes as you stood sticking out like a sore thumb at the Hard Deck, he knew something had shifted.

You weren’t like the others. You didn’t need to impress anyone, didn’t care about what others thought of you. You were grounded, real. And that had unsettled him more than he cared to admit. You made him question everything he thought he knew about himself.

It had started slowly. “Accidentally” running into you on his way to the jukebox to play the same song for the third time that night (really just to be near you and the girlfriend you were with), the way you didn’t let him get away with his usual one-liners when he offered to buy you a drink. At first, Jake tried to keep it friendly, and nothing more. You were a civilian. His lifestyle was chaotic, unpredictable. He couldn’t promise you anything, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to pretend he could.

But every time you smiled, every time your eyes sparkled with something that wasn’t pity or curiosity, he felt his walls crumble just a little more. You didn’t need him to be perfect. You didn’t want him to fix his shit or his cocky behavior. You just wanted him.

And that scared the hell out of him.

It was a week before he was set out for a month-long mission. He had spent nights staring at the ceiling of his room, wondering what it would feel like to be somewhere stable, maybe even back in Texas. To be somewhere that didn’t cause the slightest of fear to bubble up. To be with someone who didn’t see him as just a flight suit or a handsome pilot.

That was when you called.

He picked up on the first ring, having a specific ringtone just for you, but he swore to himself that it was just a friendly thing to do. Nothing more.

“I was thinking about you,” you said, your voice familiar and warm, like a comfort he hadn’t realized he needed. “I thought maybe… you could come by? If you have the time before you leave?”

Jake hesitated. The thing with you was that you didn’t make demands. You didn’t chase. But he could hear it in your voice—an uncertainty that he’s never gotten from you. It made him pause.

And for the first time in months, Jake felt like he wasn’t running from something. He was running toward it.

He showed up, not because you asked, but because he needed to know what it felt like to have someone who cared. Someone who saw him for who he was underneath the persona he sometimes had a hard time losing.

That night, you had sat by the sand close to the Hard Deck. A place that had become common ground for the two of you. The air was cool, a slight breeze blanketing the two of you. Jake had never felt more at peace, and it terrified him. You were sitting so close, your shoulders brushing, but you weren’t rushing him. You didn’t pressure him to talk about the things he didn’t want to, and you didn’t pry into the past he so carefully guarded.

It wasn’t until you laughed at something he said—genuine and unforced—that something inside him broke. The walls. The distance. The shields he’d carried for so long.

“I wasn’t looking for anything,” Jake admitted suddenly, his voice low. “I didn’t want anything. I thought I was better off alone.”

You tilted your head, looking at him with those understanding, yet curious, eyes. “And now?”

“Now,” Jake whispered, his heart racing for reasons he couldn’t explain, “I don’t think I want to be alone anymore.”

Things changed after that night. It wasn’t instant; it was slow, careful, like testing the water before jumping in. He wasn’t used to that. Jake didn’t do vulnerability, and you didn’t demand it. But with every conversation, every shared moment, you both let your guard down just a little more.

There were nights when Jake would wake up in the middle of the night, startled, only to find you lying next to him, breathing softly, looking so peaceful that it almost felt like a dream. It was new for him, having someone so close to him, a feeling that he wasn’t sure he was ready for. One that he found himself craving all the same.

One night, as the sun dipped low in the sky, the two of you found yourselves at the Hard Deck, one of the rare nights that the rest of the Dagger Squad wasn’t accompanying the two of you. It was quieter than usual.

Jake looked over at you, your laughter filling the space between the songs. There was a moment of stillness, a pause where he realized just how much he needed this. He needed you.

He was so damn close to packing it up and walking away from everything just to protect himself from the mess he was making, but then… you happened.

“I swear I wasn’t looking for someone,” Jake muttered under his breath, and you tilted your head, giving him that soft smile that made everything feel right.

“I wasn’t either,” you replied, taking his hand in yours, your fingers lacing together with a familiarity that made his chest ache.

“I’m glad we found each other anyway,” Jake said, his voice thick with the emotion he couldn’t quite put into words.

You leaned in closer, resting your head on his shoulder as the warmth of the bar surrounded you both. For once, Jake didn’t feel the need to run. He didn’t need to pretend. You were right there with him, steady and real, and that was enough.

“I hope we get everything we could ask for,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the hum of the room. “Even if it’s just… this. Right here.”

Jake smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I think we’re already there.”

And for the first time in a long time, Jake Seresin felt like he was finally home.

i hope you loved reading this as much as I loved writing it! it was a bit tricky for me at first, but I think I really love the way it came out! feedback always appreciated!

[falloutfurret]

[muddileaves]

What's your favorite way to compile information on Hellenistic Polytheism and the Theoi? I have a hard time keeping written records/notes, but I also have a hard time with digital records/notes. Do you use both digital and physical? Or one of the two?

[nottinmyheart]

"She just fell"

Theo Nott/Brothers bsf x Reader/Malfoy

Part Two-

Quite angsty ig but not from Theo!

Writers note: This is my first fic EVER, so please don't judge too harshly, but I'm also welcome to constructive criticism! I was thinking of making this a series, but I guess it depends if people like it or not. Tbh this was all really just for fun and my personal enjoyment!

Summary: You and Theo have been in love for years, but nothing has ever happened. After an incident where your twin brother (Draco) leaves you in tears, you are confused as to Theodores' feelings towards you.

As you stumbled over your own feet and felt yourself begin to collapse, a sudden pair of muscular arms wrapped around your waist preventing you from falling. Looking up, your whole body froze as you got lost in his mesmerising mixture of blues and greens for eyes. Breaking you from your trance was his deep, luscious voice which you so badly wished you could listen to on repeat for the rest of your days, "Well this seems familiar." He chuckled. And yes, it did.

Back in 1st year, you had been put in the exact same situation where you were running through the halls, dreading being late to snapes lesson, when you suddenly, abruptly tripped over your own feet. Just to your luck, Theodore Nott had been standing there and observing when he noticed the inevitable before it had even sprung into action. He immediately caught you with ease and couldn't stop himself from admiring every feature on your stunned, gorgeous face. He was consumed by your beauty while you were in the same boat as you stared back at your saviour. You swore it was love at first sight, and little did you know he felt the exact same way. Before either of you could speak, you were interrupted by that bellow of an annoying voice, your older brother (by 10 minutes). "Oi, get your hands off her Nott!" "Huh?" He spun around in confusion and was met with a fairly irritated Draco. "Don't hold her like that." He froze for a second, but after registering his friends words let go of you. "Ugh, Draco, what do you want!" You voiced back clearly unimpressed by his antics. "Draco, is this your girlfriend or something, mate?" Theodore questioned, clearly confused by his demand. "EW!" Both you and draco screeched in unison, quite childish. "NO! She's my annoying baby sister, " he explained, clearly offended by Theodores' outrageous comment. "BABY?!? You are older than me by 10 MINUTES. Don't act like you are any wiser than me!" You retaliated upset by the fact you were referred to as 'baby sister'. "So you are twins?" Theodore stated as he grasped the concept of how he had just fallen head over heels for his best mates twin sister.

"Oi! Get your hands off her, Nott!" There it was, just like last time, of course your brother had to interfere. Theo stiffened slightly at the sound of dracos voice, knowing he had just lost the chance to talk to you. Again. But he didn't let go straight away, and neither did you. Draco was now right next to the two of you and practically ripped you away from Theos hold. "What are you fucking doing Y/N, don't act like a helpless slut in front of my friends!" His voice was filled with malice and the weight of his horrible words poured over you. The hurt that his statement had on you was clear as your eyes began to fill with tears. Theo didn't know if he should defend you or not but seeing how hurt you looked he couldn't just allow you to stand there alone. Not wanting to completely ruin his relationship with draco, he barely held himself back from lashing out on him right then and there. "Dude she just fell! There's no need to start calling her names." Theo clenched his teeth at his friends quick response "She didn't "just fall" Y/N is clearly seeking attention and she doesn't have to seek it from my mates!" You stood there completely shocked from the words coming out of your own brothers, your own twins, mouth. "I- I honestly didn't mean to!" Was all you could splutter out but Draco just looked at you unconvinced. "Yeah whatever, stop acting so pathetic and just fuck off." So you did. As quickly as you could, you ran away from that situation and straight to your safe place.

In the astronomy tower, you were fortunate that no lessons were currently going on as the thought of anyone else seeing you like this, in pieces, made you sick to your stomach. You knew Draco and you were recently growing apart. And he was occupied by girls and rarely talked to you, but you couldn't believe how he had just treated you, his own flesh and blood. He treated you as if you were some trashy pick me girl just trying to find someone to fuck. You weren't that, why did he treat you like that? More tears began to flow down your face in an ugly sob and you couldn't stop.

Your best friends (Pansy and Luna) soon realised you weren't in lesson and questioned Draco as to if you were okay. Seeing the guilty expression on Dracos' face, they both knew he had said something. Although you and Pansy were both in Slytherin, in second year you ran into Luna Lovegood who as peculiar as she was, soon became great friends with the two of you and ever since then, the three of you had been like sisters. Knowing where you were, they both excused themselves and were let go since they used the 'period excuse'.

You were sat on top of the astronomy tower, questioning yourself as to why he would talk to you like that. Maybe you were just attention seeking, I mean, you were deeply in love with his best friend, so you couldn't deny you did want Theodores' attention. But you didn't deliberately fall into Theodores' arms, I mean, you didn't even notice he was there! You were just trying to catch up to your friends after you told them to walk ahead while you spoke to the teacher. And why did Theodore not let go of you? And now that you thought back to it, he did kind of defend you, right? Okay, now you were sure you were delusional, and your confused thoughts only fueled the fountain falling down your face.

Theodore was worried sick about you as he noticed you didn't show up to the next class and he soon saw Pansy and Luna leave the class looking extremely stressed, most likely in search of their lost friend. He felt horrible for just letting you run off and not defending you, and the guilt was eating him alive. But he was also pissed. Pissed at Draco for saying such foul words to you. So when he got the opportunity in class to have a conversation with him, he did. "Dude why the fuck were you so horrible to Y/N. She just fell and I caught her." He whispered in a hushed, stern tone, Draco responded in the exact same way. "She needs to understand that she can't just act like that around my mates. I mean God forbid she actually trys to hook up with one of you." Theodore was beginning to get annoyed at Dracos absurdity again. "But you were fucking horrible. I mean did you see the way you left her!? Plus why is it so bad if she does get with any of your friends? It's not like it would affect you in anyway?" Draco was baffled at this point "You can't be serious? It would affect me in every way and I would never get away from her. She's so annoying and never shuts up, it's not like any of you lot would fancy her anyway." He dismissed the thought, "She's just being dramatic, I'm sure she's fine". Although rage was bubbling over in Theo's head, he left it at that reflecting on how Draco viewed him having a relationship with you would be like.

"I'm sure she's fine." No, you definitely weren't fine, not even in the slightest. As Pansy and Luna made their way up the steps to the astronomy tower, they could hear your desperate sobs and locked eyes with eachother before covering the last few steps, empathy filled each of their eyes and they knew something really bad must have been said as you rarely cry, let alone have a full on breakdown. As you heard steps coming towards you, you frantically spun your whole body around, filled with fear, but relief washed over you as you realised it was only your friends. They comforted you for a good long while, listening to you rant and question yourself. They reassured you and promised it wasn't your fault, which made you feel slightly better, but the question still stood, "Why did Theodore not let go?" Sure, it could easily have been shock, but the way he looked at you, almost as if he never wanted to let you go, made you highly doubt that theory. Before you could dwell on the situation any longer, dinner rolled around, and you had promised your friends that you would go with them (not before you cleaned up and made yourself look presentable first). You couldn't let Draco know how much he had gotten to you. And you couldn't let Theodore see you in this state, even if you didn't yet know how he felt towards you.

[noelwho]

People who are mad about the "This is not a love story" on the cover of Solitaire did not pay enough attention to the bit where Tori talks about Pride and Prejudice and about marriage not being the central concern of the book, but instead she believes the central concern are Darcy's and Elizabeth's characters: "They spend the whole thing trying to merge who they really are and who they're seen as"

[herheartdisplayed]

In my head, going back home is a frozen clock

Where all of my friends are still in touch

I want to move on and never look back

With dreams of recognition and lust

Yet to me change is a direct attack

Maybe I’m forever 16 wanting to be me now?

[zthatfan]

"!" "Good one!" [chuckling]

(rough animation/testing animation)

testing out animation for the first time (at least on this program/on a computer) just messing around and wanted to make something of my fav <3

[royphobia]

triple A batteries (ft. my headcanons)

im gonna make a colored piece eventually i just like doodling

[okwabii]

I-

I’m sorry. I have such a soft spot for this man, especially in a much more domestic situation. I also like the renditions of him being a love sick fool. It fills my heart with joy.

Also, small warning! It’s a little suggestive! But nothing actually happens. It’s just hinted at :D

( Idk where this gif is from but I need to find this movie 😟😟 )

Insert cute title here because I suck at them :D

Edward lay beside you, limbs tangled together, bodies warm and soft against each other in the dim light filtering through his apartment bedroom window. His breaths were deep, steadying, still syncing with the remnants of your shared closeness. The world outside had dissolved into nothingness, leaving only the two of you wrapped in the quiet stillness of each other’s embrace.

His fingers traced lazy patterns along your back, gentle and unhurried, as if savoring every inch of your skin. He shifted slightly, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder— a slow, lingering brush of his lips that held more warmth and reverence than anything he’d ever known how to say aloud.

You murmured something about dinner, and Edward’s lips curved into a small, barely-there smile against your skin. He lifted his head just enough to catch your eyes, his own gaze hazy and soft as he ran his fingers along your spine, a silent answer to the unspoken question lingering between you.

“We could order something… anything you want,” he crooned, his voice low and gentle, as if afraid to disturb the quiet that felt so precious in this moment.

Without waiting for a response, he rolled onto his back, gently guiding you with him, his fingers brushing the hair from your face. His lips found their way to your neck, trailing down, feather-light and worshipful, as he tasted the salt of your skin, breathing in your scent, committing every part of you to memory. He wanted to etch this closeness into his mind, this brief, perfect piece of time that made him feel more alive than he ever thought possible.

His kisses trailed lower, down to your collarbone, lingering at the hollow of your throat before dipping lower, tracing a line to your chest. He let out a soft sigh against your skin, his breath warm as his lips pressed against your heart, as if he could feel it beating under his touch.

You could feel his fingers curling slightly against your side, his grip soft yet protective, like he wanted to hold on to this feeling forever, to savor it, as though you might slip away if he loosened his hold. He closed his eyes, pressing one last gentle kiss over your heart before pulling you close again, his lips brushing the top of your head.

“We could… watch a movie.” he added sleepily, his words drifting off as his hand traced soft lines down your back, fingers skimming across your skin as if tracing your outline into memory. “Or anything. As long as it’s with you.”

And as the two of you lay there, chests rising and falling together in a slow rhythm, Edward felt like he could stay in this moment forever, memorizing every inch of you, living only in this quiet, tender now.

[rainbowdrop]

Tim concept(? (Im new to Tumblr so- yeah)

TW: I haven't read anything (and I mean ANYTHING) Canon of Batman or similar I just have seen the DC movies from this last 10 to 15 years and had read a thing or two of what is Canon or not in tumbler or tiktok- so yeah if you don't mind then... read it if not, then dont read it and pass it off :)

(Also english isnt my first language)

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Ideas of Tim Drake and the like, bc I got bored of the AI and honestly it's just a repetitive shit of the same words over and over (no shit Sherlock its based on replicate people works so yeah obviously it's just a copy of a copy but I was bored and needed a form of indulging in my obsessions before knowing tumbler and when I didn't have the energy to reading a whole fanfic)

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I like the Canon fact that Tim sleeps everywhere but also the hc that he barely sleeps because- the batfam almost never acknowledge their health issues because they have ton of them and they prefer to ignore it, so I imagine like a Tim Drake like- sleep the 8h or 7h he needs but not like normal people do that they sleep the 8 hours in a go, but instead he is like how ants do it- like he takes small naps everywhere and anytime one after the other (the ants take like minute naps and they sleep around 4 hours in total, obviously for tim it wouldnt work that short naps so they are a bit longer but the naps dont reach an hour) so you will never see him sleep for like a lot but he has his 8 hours of daily sleep and the batfamily can't say shit to him because he does sleep.

So he I don't know was working in a case and then boom he collapse on it for around 20-30 minutes and then he will wake up and continue working like nothimg happens, or maybe even after a few years of him being robin/red Robin he could even in the more calm nights when he is like with Dick or Batman or idk someone he trust he will just take a lil nap (I imagine those are like actually shorter(like 5 to 10min) and it's like those naps of school when you are nodding off but not fully sleeping but it actually helps and you don't feel that tired anymore)

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(Obviously I don't know how healthy it is for a human in the future terms, like I'm obviously not a doctor or something similar so I don't know if this is like possible for like humans to actually do, but I imagine if it's somewhat possible, it's Tim who can manage to pull it trought)

[localkatze]

I'm very tired

[soporificlily]

I don't know why I decided to do this for Midra, that mf. But I traced a screenshot from his cutscene and I've been shading it and stuff... I've spent like 9 hours on this already ;-; It's my first time putting so much effort and detail into something. I've never drawn anything like this or colored/shaded before so pls show me mercy.

its obvi a wip, i still have so much to do but it'll take me some time cuz i also have to study for school so i cant just be doing this all day (sadly) -screenshot under break, to avoid taking too much space on screen-

I have no idea what the consensus is on tracing screenshots for art, but obviously it should be known that this isn't my design, and that I just traced the above screenshot and then did coloring and shading myself. Credit to Fromsoft and all those involved. I have no intention on making money off of this, I just like drawing and making art purely out of my passion for Elden Ring. It's for me, but I like sharing :)

[buckingcute]

Eddie Diaz = Tarot card ?

Okay so here's the thing, (I've never posted on tumblr before so bare with me I need to get this off my chest. There's also no evidence to support my claims and most of it is paraphrased but It's 2 am and english isn't my first language)

I was gifted my first tarot deck a couple of days ago, I decided that my surface-level knowledge will no longer fly, and I wanted to get deeper into it. That's how I've come to this conclusion - Eddie Diaz is The Hierophant Reversed personified.

Well, his storyline is, at least in my interpretation.

Placed upright, the Hierophant symbolizes traditional values and institutions, conforming to traditions and protecting them, living according to religious dogmas and principles; creating traditions. It's also THE marriage and commitment card in a deck. Generally speaking, a positive card like most Upright Major Arcana cards are.

However, when the Hierophant appears in a reversed (you know, upside-down) position, it may indicate limitations imposed by clinging too rigidly to tradition or conformity. A reversed Hierophant in a reading may suggest that it is time to rethink accepted norms and rules that may no longer serve your growth or well-being. It can also be a sign that you feel trapped in a belief system that does not suit your individual needs.

Desperately clinging to old ways, having feelings of guilt and shame associated with behaving in a way that goes against the values you were brought up with (!!!), as well as not being understood by family members, who don't accept the "rebellion" against religious teachings.

In traditional Polish tarot, when it comes to relationships, the reversed Hierophant can mean three main things:

Idealization of the partner, that only leads to disappointment. It can also indicate that you and your partner are not on the same page when it comes to values and goals.

Forced marriage, and getting married for the sake of (and because of) a child (!!),

and last, but not least:

Religious beliefs and teachings that prevent finding, and getting together with, a soulmate.

Just gonna leave that one there.

[auiciqa]

Can you do a fic about the marage council w miguel ohara, where you guys divorce and Miguel realized how much of a bitch the other girl was, and starts to miss her. So he sobers up and changes the way he is, then tries to get back together… maybe some angst and fluff?

Marriage counseling with Miguel O'Hara pt.2

Pairing-Miguel x ex wife/reader

Warnings-light Angst and fluff(but it's all in Miguels head lol)and mentions of alcohol abuse,lmk if I missed any

a/n-yall I did not except to make another part to this and yk I can't really miss out on a good chunk of angst and fluff together,but it is best recommended to read this at night ifykyk angst fics hit harder at night.

It's been a year since you and Miguel had divorced,yeah it was the hardest period in your life but at least he didn't have one cent left to his name.The hardest part was co-parenting, every time Miguel would drop off Gabby at your house his girlfriend which was his ex girlfriend at the time you guys were married, would make smug faces at you and throw her used cigarettes and beer cans at your yard when her and Miguel would leave.you couldn't care less despite the fact you still had love for him and he could say the same thing for himself,if he wanted to.

"Dana why can't you just shut the fuck up already,all you care about is these expensive things that I buy you and it's still not enough to make you happy!" He yells as he pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs,"Pleaseeeeee miggy I promise I will be the happiest woman in the world after you buy me this necklace." Didn't take him too long to finally give in.

"c'mon Gabby you're going to be late to soccer practice!" You hurry and fill up her water bottle."Dad's going to pick you up from practice today so meanwhile you're at practice I'll pack your change of clothes."okay mommy!"Once y'all settle in the car y'all hurry off to the field."Bye Gabby I love you!" "I love you too mommy!"

Miguel had many sleepless nights thinking about you,by sleepless I mean by him going out to bars or after work or going to the nearest gas station and buying a dozen of beers just to drink half of them in his front porch before Dana even notices.Yeah he thinks about you a lot just the two of you cuddled up in bed or on the couch while y'all whisper sweet things to each other,i mean how tf is this bitch going to think about you this way after cheating on you.

"Daddy, mommy said to drive to the house to pick up my bag since we were running late she didn't have enough time to pack it." "Alright dear what ever you say." As he makes a u turn driving to the direction of the house.

"Ok,there's her clothes,iPad,dolls and swimsuit let me know if I missed anything." Nope I'm pretty sure you didn't." He says as he looks through the bag."well bye I guess.""w-wait" he says as he grabs your wrist,"what is it?" "Can he just please work this out I know that cheating on you was wrong but I'm a completely different man now I promise I won't treat you that way ever again.." you look at him as you sigh knowing that if you let your feelings get in the way this would end up in "one thing led to another" situation which is very immature."Miguel I'm sorry but..I don't think we could go back to how it was it.. just wouldn't be the same." "I know and I'm sorry it's just that Dana is being a total bitch right now an-" you were furious,not that because he wanted to get back together it was because of his stupid excuse."so you want to get back together because your girlfriend isn't treating you the way you want her to?" "No I didn't mean it that way it's just I've been thinking about us lately...yk maybe it could work out this time." "Why are you saying that as if we've broke up and gotten back together multiple times,I'm not your side piece and it won't be easy to get back together and you can't just say that you want be together again out of the blue that's just..dumb" You were out of words and so was he,you practically left the man speechless."just think about it, gabby wont have to grow up thinking that co parenting is normal and that it's ok.. i mean we should set a great example on how a real relationship is supposed to look like and it's ok to let our feelings get in the way sometimes." He was right,it wouldn't be ok to set an example that it's ok to be hoeing around co-parenting to your daughter,and that you both know that deep down y'all still love each other,maybe this wasn't so bad after all.