#Twinlke

[o0oclownztowno0o]

I hate the fact that the drawing looked better without coloring

Twinkle and Niloufar in a drawing together.

Twinkle is the doodle oc and my pfp (20)

Niloufar is my phone oc (19)

Isn’t epic that I finally have a name for Niloufar :3

They’re my crossover and joke ship btw

[darkened-storm]

The One With The Giant Spider (originally posted 2008)

It was an ordinary evening in the Bladebreakers hotel room in Spain. The birds were singing, ther stars were twinlking. All was well and the room seemed to be orderly and calm.

"Ahhh!!!"

Tyson looked up, his sapphire eyes wide. He, Max and Ray exchanged glances. "That didn't sound good."

Kai shrugged, not bothering to look up from his newspaper. "Hn, Becky probably looked into the mirror without makeup on," he muttered.

"Crude," Ray muttered.

"Think we should check up on them?" Matt asked.

Kai shook his head. "I'm not going into 'that'," he said, indicating the bedroom.

"GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!"

Max raised an eyebrow. "That's not normal," he said.

"OH MY GOD, IT'S HAIRY!"

At this, Ray felt his jaw drop open and he placed down his glass of water, getting to his feet. "I think we should find out what's going on," he said. "Who's with me?"

Matt rolled his eyes and got up. "Women," he muttered, kicking Kai in the knee to make him get up. The Russian captain grunted and got up resentfully. "This better be good," he muttered.

Leading the way, Matt opened the hotel room door to see the two cousins standing on the double bed in the centre of the room, their eyes wide as they squealed. And on the floor before them was...

"Guys! Do something!" Steph squealed. "It's a massive spider!" Max's eyes widened and he squealed.

"Oh my god!" Tyson exclaimed. The spider twitched and the two boys squealed again, jumping up onto the bed with the two girls, hugging each other with fear.

Kai rolled his eyes. "Oh grow up you idiots," he said.

Matt scoffed. "Yeah, it's just a spider."

Steph screwed up her face. "Oh really?" she asked. "Then you can be my hero and get rid of it for us."

Almost immediately, Matt's eyes grew wide and his face flushed red. "Um, no thanks," he said. "Kai... why don't — er — why don't you do the honours?"

Kai grimaced. "No, I think we should just leave it there," he said, his eyes also wide. "I agree," Ray said, staring at the spider. "That's one big ass spider!"

Becky squealed. "We can't just leave it there!" she cried. "It's in our ROOM!"

"So what do we do?" Max asked.

"Throw something at it," Matt suggested. "You'll squash it."

Steph nodded and reached for her shoe and tossed it at the spider. It missed and the spider scurried around the room. All the occupants of the room squealed, Matt and Kai leaping onto the bed away from the foul critter.

Five Hours Later

Thud! Thud! Thud! Crash!

"Tyson! You're supposed to throw it at the spider! Not the window!"

"They're still going at that?" Tala asked, raising an eyebrow.

Michael shrugged. "Yep — they kick our butts in a beyblade tournament but they're scared of a puny spider."

Bryan sighed, annoyed and got to his feet, storming into the room and throwing a large pot over the foul critter and tossing it out the window.

"Why didn't we just do that to begin with?" Ray asked.

"Because I didn't have a pot handy," Steph snapped, annoyed.

"Kai," Becky muttered. "You can stop squeezing my hand now. I think I'm starting to lack necessary blood flow."

[justrandomfandomstm]

Posted on ao3 here

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Eddie loved the stars

He always has

One of the things he remembers from his mom, those nights when his dad got too drunk. His mom would take go to his room in their shitty appartment. They would climb to the firescape and climb to the top. His mom would point out constellations and he would try to remember, but they all looked the same. But his mom told him what they were called every time anyway.

He never cared for the names, he liked watching them. How they twinkled, freckled in the sky. Feeling as if someone put them up there just for him to see. To find comfort and safety in.

He never stopped loving them, not even after the funeral. In cliché fashion, it rained that day. Not that Eddie cared, he was crying to hard to see the sky. But before the day was over, when his dad was passed out on the couch, the sky cleared. He went up to the roof and looked up. He saw the stars for hours that night, after the sky turned colors, he was there. Watching.

He watched the stars from the back of the police car as he was taken to his uncle. He could barely see with the black eye his dad gave him, but he knew they were there, and that was confort enough.

He watched them from the roof of the trailer on his 14th birthday with a cupcake Wayne had brought him, a single cande letting out smoke. Both of them on the roof laying on blankets as they just watched.

He watched them every night in the boathouse. Crying, pleading, hoping they would listen. They didnt.

He watched as a boy rose from the lake, the stars, his stars, in the backround. Watching this kid get butchered in their presence. Another mutilation burned into his eyes, ruining two of his homes.

But he also watched a boy with a soft yellow sweater in the same backdrop risking his life for some kids. He saw that same boy get ready for battle, one where the sky is always dark but doesnt have twinkling lights, twinlking at the rythm of your heart.

He didnt feel like a hero, like it was really real when he lied down, bleeding out, looking up. The thought of dying without the stars there to recieve him scared him more than the bites at his side. The stars were not going to recieve him, take him to the warm embrace of his mom waiting for him out there.

But as fate would have it, he didnt die under the starless sky.

He woke up in a hospital bed, facing a window. He first saw the sky, red and blue, his stars nowhere in sight. But he also felt a loose grip in his hand next to him.

The boy with the yellow sweater was there, holding him softly, as if he was about to fade. He squeezed that hand and the sleepy eyes that looked at him, lighting up at the sight of him awake. Now that was a... new feeling.

Something the stars didnt have was a voice. He always wondered what they would sound like. He could only hope they could compare to the sound of the laugh of the yellow sweater boy. The same voice he quickly got addicted to. The morning hoarsnes, the late night whisper, the sleepy sighs, the inquiering whispers, the soft giggles into his hair.

He didnt think he would ever see the stars again, but he could live with the boy who brightened the room just by being in it. His own personal star. But he missed the stars anyway. And he told the boy this.

He saw stars that night, not the real ones, but something as close as he could get. For some reason he debated which were better. The stars or the soft glow of plastic glow-in-the-dark stickers, put up there by the people he loved. Now that was some fierce competition.

They stayed in that room until they didn't need to. They fought under the red sky until they didn't have to. They kissed under the clearing sky until they couldn't anymore.

Smiling too much into the kiss, panting into the night sky. He crued when he finally saw them again. His stars. His stars with his arms wrapped around his sun.

The week after they won, he brought the boy to the roof of his new trailer. They sat there and looked up. He tried to tell the boy the names, bit he couldn't remember. But the boy only wiped away his tears and layed down. The boy named them all, like his mom used too.

He wanted to cry again, but for different reasons. He looked up and thanked his mom for sending him this boy. His boy. The boy with his head on his chest, pointing out the same stars she did so long ago.

He didnt learn the stars names that day either, too busy looking at the boy to see the sky.

That was the night Eddie found he liked seeing the stars reflected in his boys eyes more than he ever did in the sky.

(what i listened to while writing)

[nubladomusic]

[calliettes-posts]

The impact Melanie Martinez had on the music industry needs to be studied

There's been this rise of artists, who's music hab been dubbed as "Nursery Pop", and everytime I hear the songs, I always have to think about Cry Baby (and the fact that the songs there sound better)

[familyroberto]

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

[fanaticalfantasist]

The Card (Benedict Bridgerton x Reader)

Authors Note: First i'd like to say thanks for there now being 200 followers! This is part two of A Smile Across the Floor, which I hope you will all enjoy. I'm also going to make a taglist so if you want to join please let me know through a message :)

Masterlist

Part 1: A Smile Across the Floor.      Part 3: Flowers

(Y/N) Keats was sat in the drawing room the Granville's home flipping through the pages of a book, she wasn't reading it. She didn't have the patiance today. She'd bearly slept and all she could think about was the ball the evening before, it swarmed her mind taking over every corner until she couldn't think clearly.

The world was moving so slowly, the couples moving at half the speed they'd previsouly doing the lights bouncing off every jewel the women wore. But all (Y/N) could look at was the handsome young man walking towards her. His messy brown hair, kind eyes. They shone with compassion, and that way his hands were flexing next to his side and that crooked smile.

(Y/N) was snapped out of her daydream by the Granville's enetering the room, she turned back to her book trying to hide the rosey hue that had emerged on her cheeks. She knew it was unbecoming on her, not that anything made her beautiful. She'd be told she was exceptionaly plain by her brother and his wife for years. She was, and never would be, the diamond of the season. Rather the one destined to be a governess, or marry a man who had no other choice.

Benedict pushed through the crowd, his heart was racing. He was scared that he wouldn't get to her before she disappeared, that she'd vanish into thin air. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful, the way her (H/C) fell framing her face or her large (E/C) eyes that drew him in. His brain was trying to tell him to slow down, but he couldn't he had to meet her. He had to know everything abotu her.

"Did you enjoy last night my dear?" (Y/N)'s thoughts were broken by Lucy, she had a knowing smirk on her face.

"It was...delightful. I've never been somewhere with so many people. I don't know how people do it, I've only been to a village dance. My brother doesn't think is appropriate I go to his balls." (Y/N) admitted closing the book in her lap and playing with her fingers.

"I don't think we've been introdocued" his voice was smooth like honey, the way his eyes twinlked as they searched for hers. "I'm Benedict Bridgerton, and you are?" he voice was lost, she couldn't look at him for two long before wanting to run away. She was terrified of her bodies reaction to him, the way her heart beat faster, her breathing picking up, he breasts almost bursting from her corset.

The awkward pause that had fallen in the Granville's drawing room, with the married couple being worried for their young guests future, was broken by the enteranc of the Butler. In his hands he a small card, walking over to the young lady. (Y/N) could feel her heart beating faster again.

"Mr Benedict Bridgerton for you Miss"

[jesuisnilunnilautre]

if you think wwx doesn’t have shitty notes app poetry about lwj’s eyes twinlking in the moonlight, or like, odes to the way lwj’s robes brush against his ankle, or emotional freeform about his hair ribbon, you’re wrong

[jenifersohowe]

On this day 247 years ago July 4th, 1776's the second Congress declared that the thirteen colonies were no longer subject to the monarch of Britain's , were now united , free and independence states. The congress voted to approve the Independence on July 2nd first and adopted the Declaration of the official Independence of United States of America two days later . It was on July 4th , 1776's

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Happy birthday to Our United States of America(U.S.A)🎂🎉🥳

And this Noble Appreciation to Our U.S.A , to Our country with Our ancestors , Our Military Country Service of US Army, of US Airforce, of US Navy( US Marines) ....Who gives us this peacful , independent , modern U.S.A nowadays.This beauty is always in twinlking of 50 states like 50 stars in the Blue Sky written in Our Americans Flag there 🇺🇲

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Happy July 4th, the birthday of United States of America 🇺🇸🎉 🥳

#happyjuly4th

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#unitedstatesglobal

#unitedstatesbirthday

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#usabirthday

[darkprincessloki92]

Loki; are you still mad at me?

You; Twinlke twinlke little star

Loki How I wonder what you are

You; How I wish I could hit you with my car

Loki; Yup you are still mad

[fynn211]

The world continues to spin, if you're not here. The stars continue to shine, broken hearts will mend, and the space you stood will be filled by another.

But their world would end. The twinlke of the stars would remind them of the twinkle in your eyes. Their heart mended by grief, while they pray and fight, hoping to not lose another.

Losing you wouldnt change the world, but it would change their world.

[comefindclairity]

As I sing to the moonlit stars. As I sing to the moonlit stars, I continue to live in a life so vast. The stars sing back to say we two so vast. Remembering the past in a simple flash back. Hoping the future twinlkes the glitter of the moonlit stars. To once again remember this night can live forever.

Claire Eileen

[ivelisseleade]

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[coolestwizards]

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[dailyexo]

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[tetrabanshee]

Fine.

That's it.

No more loneliness.

No more alone isn't something I can promise, not right now and neither as a constant way. But we're working on that one babe, just have some faith.

Anyways, I cant afford any more loneliness. The choice, like many these days, had been made by necessity, that awful woman. I've blown through all my self-pity, spent all the could-have-been nights, and the lady that works at the inward hatred bank branch wont even let my calls go through to voice mail any more. I'm spent.

Ok

No pulled punches either

We're neck deep in debt babe. Of course you've known. Come on, it's time to open up those nauseating envelopes and string up the unsettling unknown beast with certainty and clarity of the stench inside. We've loaned out warm summer nights, signed contracts with malaise and ennui and all the other big companies in town, I think we might have put our future up as collateral (but hey, sometimes people with our kinda issues can get some leniency on signatures like that).

We've got work to do.