#Papa Don’t Preach

[themakeupbrush]

Jessica Wang in Papa Don’t Preach at the NMACC Gala

[shaadiwish]

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[into-the-groove]

Papa Don’t Preach - Madonna

Oh that’s a classic and I’m so honored

[curryaboo]

the most dreamy lehengas by papa don’t preach

[littlexdeaths]

i got two new fic ideas on my way to work this morning someone shut my brain off please

[akiymgc]

[casbitchh]

madonna fucks so hard

[itsallmadonnasfault]

@justinteodoro

[shaadiwish]

Rakul Preet & Jackky Bhagnani have the internet on chokehold with their swoony wedding pictures.

[rageagaiinst]

She turns the oven off and bends down, opening the oven's door with a mitt covered hand. The smell of burnt cookies fill her apartment, the teenager frowning deeply as she pulls the baking pan out of her oven. She closes the door with one hand and straightens up her posture.

Annaleigh places the baking pan onto the counter. Then, takes off the oven mitts, placing them next to the pan. She turns her head to look at her friend. "I think I burnt them." she says sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. "I'm sorry. I'm not very good at the whole, cooking thing."

@ofbluercses liked for a starter! // this takes place after the kc grand championship, but before tommy is born. i hope that's alright. if not i can change it. :)

[dearestagonya]

— ✿ TAG DUMP. › ANNALEIGH LANCASTER.

These are going to be under a read more, because this got very long.

— ✿ putting my defenses up ‘cause i don’t wanna fall in love. › annaleigh's default modern verse.

— ✿ i can see right through all your empty lies i won’t stay long in this world so wrong. › annaleigh's default yugioh verse.

— ✿ my demons are on the hunt but my angels taught me how to run. › annaleigh's default naruto verse.

— ✿ you’ve always been right there for me. › annaleigh's ohshc verse.

— ✿ 'cause now there’s a new life to behold and its the biggest part of my life to unfold. › annaleigh's new mom verse.

— ✿ papa don’t preach i’m in trouble deep. › annaleigh's pregnancy verse.

— ✿ look what you did suck on your lies until your eyes turn red. › annaleigh's gang days verse.

— ✿ you’re on your own kid you always have been. › annaleigh's teenager verse.

— ✿ she’s got a smile that it seems to me reminds me of childhood memories. › annaleigh's supernatural verse.

— ✿ i’ve been waiting for someone to come all alone in darkness waiting for more. › annaleigh's noragami verse.

— ✿ my scars remind me that the past is real i tear my heart open just to feel. › annaleigh's tvd verse.

— ✿ remember me i’m everything you can’t control. › annaleigh's ancient egypt verse.

— ✿ who said i can’t wear my converse with my dress. › annaleigh's charmed verse.

— ✿ annaleigh lancaster. › in character.

— ✿ is this what you’d all prefer would you like me better if i was still her. › annaleigh's appearance.

— ✿ you’re not alone here not at all let me belong here break my fall. › annaleigh's headcanons.

— ✿ your sugarcoat is just as sweet as i am. › annaleigh's aesthetics.

— ✿ i let you see the parts of me that weren’t all that pretty and with every touch you fixed them. › annaleigh & saeyoung. diverse-hearts.

— ✿ where fears and lies melt away. › annaleigh's kingdom hearts verse.

[akiymgc]

Woo Hoo

[dancngthroughlife]

Continued.  :: @galaxydrcaming​

“I’m not too big on baking, cooking and stuff,” Quinn admitted. The former cheerleader was more into music and subjects learned in school. The last time she remembered baking something, it had gone terribly wrong. She had been pregnant at the time and tried to give Puck a chance. It wasn’t the best moment of her life, to say the least. She wasn’t a bad cook, but she usually stopped by somewhere to pick up food. “I just don’t think that this is helping.” She squinted as she took another bite.

[cremefrappe13]

Reborn (Saint Vanilla & Child!OC)

Again, the Beast Ancients AU and character of Saint Vanilla belongs to @cuppajj

I wrote this mostly for fun and I think it was an okay job.

Trigger Warnings: mentions of death, major character death

Reborn (Saint Vanilla & Child! OC)

Saint Vanilla had finally done it. He “purified” (disintegrated) his child at last. His first and only child, Honeyflower, had finally been purified by him. He remembered the face of exhaustion and absolute terror the young girl had on her face when she embraced him in a hug, and the tears she had shed upon disappearing. However, Saint Vanilla had felt a sense of… emptiness after he “purified” her. Perhaps it was his fatherly instincts disappearing after watching his child disappear before his eyes? It could not be though… He stared at the ceiling as he tossed and turned in bed, thinking about his daughter. He tried to sleep, but his mind was faster than sleep itself as Saint Vanilla kept tossing and turning, trying to avoid all thoughts on his daughter and what he had done to her. However, what he did was right, was it not? Her soul was so pure, and the sooner she was purified, the lesser her soul would be tainted when she “ascended” right?

Right?

Saint Vanilla was not sure anymore, as he questioned his own decisions, but his Messiah complex did not allow him to think that he was wrong, let alone even consider the possibility he was feeling guilt over his actions. After all, Honeyflower had been the sweetest, most innocent thing before she ran away and let herself be tainted. However, she had already been purified, so there was no point in thinking about it anyway! He just had to move on and finish his mission of purifying every cookie on Earthbread and finally transcend to join her. Even so, Saint Vanilla still felt a pang of emptiness every once in a while without Honeyflower by his side, smiling up at him or clinging onto his robe for protection. Still… her screams and cries of pain as she was “purified” would never leave his mind. “Papa..! What’s happening to me?! It hurts… so much!” “Shhh, don’t worry my dear… you’re ascending, just like Papa will one day do too…” “But I don’t want to ascend! I want to stay here with you..! It hurts, make it stop please, MAKE IT STOP!!” “Honeyflower, don’t fight it, it’s for your own good.” “NO! I WANT TO STAY WITH PAPA!!!” “…” “PAPA! PAPA..!” “…” “Pa…pa…” “…” “…”

Those very moments kept replaying in Saint Vanilla’s mind, still haunting him in his dreams as he tossed and turned in bed, recalling his dear daughter’s cries for him to stop the process, or to end the pain, and then the silence. Either way… she was gone. For good. Saint Vanilla continued to do what he usually did, preaching the “good” message on how he would be the one who would transcend to redeem the world, leading the Lambs of Penance (his cult) and continuing to purify as many cookies as he could, trying not to think about his daughter who was waiting for him on the other side of his path of transcendence. Other than his occasional waves of emotion, Saint Vanilla’s progress with his plan went along smoothly. Well, until Strawberry Crepe had escaped the Vanilla Kingdom with Frigid Cacao’s son, but he would let the Lambs of Penance deal with that. Saint Vanilla was just planting an orchid in his kingdom when he noticed a child, all by herself. He turned to her and recognised her as one of the children of a member in the Lambs of Penance. Saint Vanilla noticed the girl disappear as quickly as she had come, and it sent a ripple of something through his heart… was it sorrow? Or was it guilt? Saint Vanilla could not tell as he pondered more about his daughter’s fate. Saint Vanilla from that point, started to become disillusioned, as he kept thinking he saw his daughter in fields of sunflowers, maybe even his own orchids, or sometimes behind a building. Occasionally, he would think that he heard Honeyflower playing in her room when he passed by it, but all Saint Vanilla found in the room was emptiness and a hollow echo of his daughter from the remnants and traces she left behind in her “purification”. He would always sigh and try to shake it off, but even he could not outrun the clutches of guilt and grief, always being unable to ignore his mind’s tricks on him, making Saint Vanilla feel rather out of it. Well, at least until he saw a small girl, eerily similar to his daughter. The way she had ran amongst the field of sunflowers in his kingdom, laughing with the other children whose parents were Lambs of Penance. It was as if Honeyflower had been reborn into a new life. A better one, without the constant threat of Saint Vanilla trying to purify her, and without others pushing for her to be purified. Saint Vanilla, as he watched this from his orchid staff, felt a father’s relief, yet his own selfish desires took over him, wanting to “purify” this version of his daughter once again. And so the same, tiring cycle repeated: Born, live, “purified” Born, live, “purified” Born… live… and be “purified” It was just the same cycle of futility all over again. No matter how many times Honeyflower may or may not have been reborn, if Saint Vanilla ever saw a smidge of his daughter in other cookies, they might as well kiss their life goodbye, as he would relentlessly pursue them, to finally “purify” all traces of Honeyflower from this world. After all, a good father always wants the best for his daughter, right?

[princessbrunette]

smoking with jj — the playlist ♡

smokin’ with papa j, bag of doritos on the table, his shitty dark blue speaker playing these songs off his playlist whilst he shotguns smoke into your mouth. this is what i headcanon his taste to be! you don’t have to agree, this is just my opinion.

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♡ jhené aiko, swae lee — sativa

♡ junglepussy, QUIN — ready 2 ride

♡ brent faiyaz — clouded

♡ carwash — striptease

♡ bob marley & the wailers — jamming

♡ tinashe, schoolboy q — 2 on

♡ tyler icu, dj maphorisa — mnike

♡ frank ocean — lost

♡ frank ocean, andré 3000 — pink matter

♡ gorillaz — rock the house

♡ drake, partynextdoor — preach

♡ the notorious B.I.G — hypnotize

♡ kendrick lamar — bitch don’t kill my vibe

♡ kendrick lamar — adhd

♡ kendrick lamar, drake — poetic justice

♡ musical youth— pass the dutchie

♡ a$ap rocky — angels

♡ odd future — oldie

♡ mac miller — nikes on my feet

♡ majid jordan — her

♡ sonder — one night only

♡ solange — cranes in the sky

♡ jhené aiko — living room flow

♡ 2 chainz, jhené aiko etc — it’s a vibe