#PERO BELOVED

[oonajaeadira]

Oh, I have, silly girls. You just weren't paying attention.

(gif by nicolethered)

Like I pay attention to his hands.

Or like he pays attention to your reaction to his questions.

Did I mention that he's a carpenter?

I'm working on it.

It's coming.

i am so normal about this

[specific-dreamer]

plzzz expand on ur peril from pauls pov

i wanted to answer this as soon as i saw it but i had to practice self control and finish my exam but trust ur now my favorite anon <333

under the break actually bc boy am i yappin

they met the first time in 7th grade and paul, was already a little off kilter from the rest of the boys in his grade, he had yet to start being interested girls but his dad says it’s nothing to worry about that it’ll come in time. but then he meets darry and it’s like something clicked. paul doesn’t get it at first but there’s something in him that’s desperate for darry’s attention. despite his best efforts they’re acquaintances at best but the first time darry says hi to him in passing paul as the largest grin on his face for the rest of the day

the start of their friendship is in 8th grade when they’re at football tryouts. funnily enough they didn’t become friends over football but over late math homework. during their 15 minute break, paul had been struggling and on the verge of ripping his hair out and darry came over took one look at the assignment and said it was easy as hell. if it had been anyone else paul would’ve fought them right then and there, but it was darry. and instead his cheeks reddened and his stomach started doing the same flips it always does when he’s embarrassed himself. against his better judgment he asks darry for help if he’s so smart and somehow they blow through the hw with 5 minutes of their break to spare.

it’s in 9th grade when paul realizes people don’t usually get so giddy at the thought of their best friend. he realizes this when darry offhandedly asks if he wants to go to their schools winter formal together since neither of them had dates. it’s the quickness of which he says yes that paul thinks to himself that maybe something isn’t right. that maybe there's a reason he hadnt already asked a girl out to the formal. he pushes the thought away just as quickly though because it’s their last yr of middle school and they need to get ready for their high school football team tryouts

everything clicks for paul in 10th grade. it’s their first year of high school and paul just got the keys to his car and his dad asks where he was gonna go first. the expected answer (the answer paul gives) would be to pick up beverly and go to the drive in. instead the first thing he thinks of is picking up darry so he could see the excited gleam in his eyes (a look paul just simply adores and wouldn't mind seeing for the rest of his life) and then the two would go for what would be the start of many joyrides. that’s when it clicks for paul. the other guys his age all had girls to pick up when they first got their cars. they were all excited to take their girls to the drive in or even to the top of some hill for privacy. their girl was always their first thought. but paul’s was of darry. paul's first thought was always of darry. paul is in tenth grade when he realizes he has a crush on his best friend (he does not go driving the same day he gets his keys, instead he goes in his room and sobs)

(he sobs at the realization that it’s not normal to get so excited at your best friends laugh. it’s not normal to be 16 and have yet to bring a girl home as more than a friend. it’s not normal that his favorite part of the week is when he and darry have sleepovers and get to bare their souls to each other from the comfort of paul’s locked bedroom door. it’s not normal for his stomach to do flips when darry grabs the wrong shirt the morning after their sleepovers. its not normal for him to hope darry doesnt realize it the wrong shirt, so he can darry his clothes more often. it’s not normal for his palms to get a little sweaty when darry sits too close. its not normal for his chest to get tight whenever darry leans over to whisper something. it’s not entirely normal for paul to immediately look for darry’s approval after he scores a goal or to immediately look for darry in a crowded room. it’s not normal that they hug more often than the other guys he knows. it’s not normal that almost every waking thought he has is of darry and when he'll see him next.)

it’s in eleventh grade that paul realizes he’s in love with darry. that he probably has been this whole time. the feeling clicks when they’re on one of their joyrides to just outside of tulsa. paul realizes he’s in an absolute, pure, and wholesome kind of love (like the kind of love that’s mentioned in all of darry’s favorite songs) when darry’s standing in the passenger seat and the wind ruffles his hair. he realizes he’s in love when he can’t take his eyes off of darry because the sun beaming just behind darry kind of looks like a halo and that must mean darry’s an angel. and paul can’t think of anything truer because darry could very well be an angel. he’s beautiful and handsome and kind and amazing and just overall perfect, a kind of perfect that's rare in tulsa, just like an angel would be. paul can’t seem to tear his eyes away from darry until the car swerves and darry nearly falls (paul makes a point to hold darry’s ankle whenever he stands up from then on).

paul’s in 12th grade and just 1 hour away from graduating when he gets his heart broken.

[frociaggina97]

el secreto es no dejar de comer pan nunca dejen de comer pan si se ponen a no se contar calorías vos metele pan igual me importa un fuck mira si te vas a negar tremenda belleza creada por LA HUMANIDAD

[gatual]

ccs clear card ♡ jewerly

[deadprincezzz]

Tw: cringe alert⚠️☢

🎀Wtf (0_0)

🎀Un headcannon mio es que salad se pondria diez mil anillos en cada mano. Bueno no, eso seria muy joto de su parte jajajsjaja salu2

[dinotriple]

HOWE NEW DEFUNCTLAND VIDEO GOT ME FEELING

[theladydi]

mel b, emma, victoria and mel c talking about their admiration for these amazing women

and of course she had to ruin the vibe...

[kavalyera]

um hi if anyone wants 2 know who ophelia’s faceclaim is, this is maja salvador and i was obsessed with her character in wildflower

also this wedding dress is soooo ophelia coded guys i gotta draw her in it

[thewhizzyhead]

THERE'S A WITCHER 4??? AND IT HAS CIRI???? AND CIRI IS THE MAIN PROTAG?????? AND SHE'S FUCKING GORGEOUS???

[vonlipvig]

happy AUTUMN 🍁

[proti-toku]

I was so scared he wont make it on podium 😭😭 and he did it, he is second ❤

[candlebel]

♣ La canción original ♣ La versión karaoke ♣ Un fan cover. xd Hize la voz lo más aguda que pude por el personaje.

[pupuseriazag]

Art-Toy-Con 2024 | El Salvador

[loredwy]

THE MAGIC NUMBERSSS

NOW ITS TIME TO LEAVE IT AT THAT ‼️

Unless... a goal more? 🤨

[mikrokosmcs]

Cuando se entera que la fecha de una importante presentación del Lago de los Cisnes era el mismo que el cumpleaños de Jisu, su rostro se pinta de tristeza. Quería salir con ella, podían comer en algún restaurante, ir de compras y sacarse cientos de fotos para luego elegir la mejor y hacerla su fondo de pantalla. Se disculpa con ella, invitándola de igual forma al baile y prometiéndole compensarla una vez sea libre con todos los besos que desee. Y fue ahí cuando tuvo la brillante idea de pedir a sus compañeros que preparasen una sorpresa, una que la mayor jamás olvidaría. Entre risas la joven bailarina se alista con su maquillaje y vestido blanco, su cabello decorado con el tocado de plumas para simular un bello y delicado cisne, repasando el plan con su grupo. Una vez sale al escenario logra divisarla entre el público, Jisu era hermosa aunque no se considerase femenina, la menor adora admirarla cuando está practicando, leyendo, o haciendo cualquier otra actividad cotidiana, incluyendo dormir entre esos brazos que la cargan a menudo cuando sus pies están heridos de tanto bailar. Jihyeon es muy romántica y era cosa de tiempo que su corazón, aquel que fue lastimado tiempo atrás, se enamorase nuevamente y esta vez es para siempre. Sus pensamientos giran en torno su novia que no se da cuenta cuando el show termina y era la oportunidad que estaba esperando, sus compañeros la guían al centro y una luz blanca la ilumina. Respira una vez antes de gritar con todas sus fuerzas e intención de hacerla sonrojar “¡Feliz cumpleaños, Jisu mi amor!” ♡

Jisu  no  se  toma  personal  el  hecho  de  que  Jihyeon  tenga  otras  cosas  que  hacer  en  su  cumpleaños,  puesto  que  desde  temprano  en  la  mañana  le  había  felicitado  cuando  la  muchacha  de  hebras  azabache  fue  a  almorzar  con  sus  padres  y  hermano,  seguido  de  una  pequeña  reunión  con  un  pastel  del  supermercado  por  parte  de  su  mejor  amigo  y  el  sequito  de  mocosos  que  crecieron  siendo  como  sus  hermanos.  Se  alistó,  se  preparó  y  maquilló  para  ir  a  la  presentación  de  su  novia  y  aunque  se  sentía  un  poco  ridícula  sentada  completamente  sola  entre  mucha  gente  mayor  o  los  familiares  de  los  bailarines,  siente  todas  las  emociones  que  debe  uno  sentir  cuando  observa  tan  maravilloso  arte,  esa  puesta  en  escena  y  como  el  cisne  termina  muriendo  por  culpa  del  amor.  Un  corazón  roto  no  se  recompone  fácil,  es  un  conocimiento  que  tiene  en  base  a  la  observación  y  no  al  sentir,  puesto  que  nunca  había  sufrido  algo  como  eso.  Pero  sabía  que  su  novia  si,  por  eso,  sus  emociones  se  sentían  tan  puras  y  reales  que  arrancaban  sollozos  y  de  ella  pequeñas  inhalaciones  profundas  como  si  el  corazón  le  doliera.  ¿Ella  había  sido  capaz  de  reconstruir  un  corazón  que  no  rompió?  Esperaba  que  sí,  esperaba  que  ese  dolor  que  Jihyeon  sintió  y  expresaba  tan  bien,  fuese  una  cosa  del  pasado  y  la  muchacha  pudiese  ser  un  poco  muy  feliz  a  su  lado,  tanto  como  Jisu  se  sentía.  La  pelinegra  observa  alrededor  cuando  ese  final  se  torna  diferente  al  que  conoce,  sus  cavilaciones  dejan  de  comérsela  viva  y  su  respuesta  llega  en  forma  de  un  grito  que  le  pinta  la  cara  de  mil  colores  inmediatamente,  el  rojo  de  sus  mejillas  que  esconde  detrás  de  sus  manos  y  un  gruñido  suave  escapa  de  los  labios.  El  hombre  a  su  lado  suelta  un  suave  “oh,  feliz  cumpleaños  jisu-ssi”  y  honestamente,  se  quiere  enterrar  bajo  tres  metros  de  tierra.  Observar  a  su  novia  detrás  de  dedos  separados,  riéndose  suavemente  mientras  alzaba  un  pulgar.  No  podía  esperar  a  que  esa  pequeña  y  meticulosa  bailarina  bajase  del  escenario  para  poder  besarla  y  agradecerle  con  palabras  su  felicitación  tan  interesante.