#belle!💫

[honeysmoonn]

groupie love — send in an ask and i’ll make a mood board based on your profile

this is adorable AHHHH 😢😢🩷🩷

THIS IS SO CUTE I HAD SO MICH FUN MAKING THIS💗

[honeysmoonn]

HE NEED YOUR TOUCH SND TIME SND SMILE IM DEAD

this is crazy i love it

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ prom song (gone wrong)

in which dallas winston is totally whipped!

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you were always too kind to dallas. he was like a feral street cat, someone that people often tended to stray away from, knowing his unpredictable tendencies. you had heard the rumours, you knew about the way he talked to girls at the drive in, the violent threats directed to anyone who looks at him funny. he was dangerous. but, you never saw that side of him. someone who was described as scary and violent, was also someone who greeted you with a smile whenever he saw you. someone who seemed to genuinely care about you.

there was one day where you were at the diner with your friends, giggling and sipping milkshakes. you were wearing pink sundress with a little bow on the neckline, fiddling with the cherry stem from your vanilla milkshake in your manicured hand, talking to your friend about the record you wanted to buy. as you were talking, dallas and his friend, johnny cade, walked in. you notice the change in atmosphere, the way the diner went quiet as soon as they walked in. you don’t understand how dallas is so confidentally awkward, he stands at the front of the diner with his hands tucked in the pockets of his leather jacker. you smile as you see him make johnny choose where to sit. you’re blithely unaware of the fact that the only reason he’s so awkward is because his little crush is here — you.

johnny whispers something to dallas, chucking as they walk past. you look up to watch them walk past, along with the other people in the diner. johnny is doing a good job at ignoring the glares from the stuck-up socs, and dallas was too, avoiding eye contact with anyone, until he locked eyes with you. he couldn’t seem to pull away.

instantly, a smile lights up your face when his gorgeous eyes meet yours. you mouth ‘hi’ and he just nods his head, trying desperately to play it cool. your friends notice the interaction, and one of them nudges you. “the hell was that, huh?” one of the girls giggles.

“nothing, me ‘n dallas are friends,” you reply, suddenly shy gaze drifitng towards the stem in your hand.

“..right,” the other girl nods softly, not buying it for a second. “hey, you know i heard he broke up with sylvia?” she adds quickly, looking for any excuse to gossip. “she cheated on him ‘cause he was too hung up on another girl, would barely even kiss her. it’s probably you that he wants, y/n,”

“what?” blush instantly rises to your face. “no way, me and him are friends, he doesn’t like me that way. plus, he likes girls like cherry valance. i’m not like her.”

“uh huh. well, he’s still looking at you, so..” she shrugs, giving a sarcastic wave to dallas, snapping him out of his trance.

dallas blinks. johnny laughs. he’s feeling an emotion that’s rare for him to experience: embarassment. dallas winston is embarassed. he just got caught staring at a rich girl who is totally out of his league, and to make it worse, her bitchy friends are making fun of him for it.

you glance at dallas again when your friend says that he was staring. your friend must’ve exagerrated, because he’s certainly not looking now, he’s busy telling johnny to shut up about something. you tilt your head and gaze for a second longer, then look away.

the rest of the stay at the diner goes as usual. your and your friends giggling and chatting, ordering a second milkshake, laughing when one of your friend giggles so much that milkshake comes out of their nose. but you’re still thinking about dallas — the way he nodded at you, the way he was more awkward with you than anyone else. it confuses you, why can’t he just be normal?

after you and your friends finish up, you pay and make your way out of the diner. dallas quickly stands up, he can’t just let you go, he’s not like that! when he see’s a pretty girl, he doesn’t wait. you’ve been an exception, after sylvia he’s enjoyed the peace of just watching you, but now he needs to do something.

you and your friends are hugging, saying your goodbyes as they get into their cadillac and you get ready to walk home. you don’t live far. the little jingle of the bell at the diner door catches your attention, paired with the slight slam of the door of whoever walked out. whoever left wasn’t gentle.

your friends leave, and you start walking, not looking back. dallas was outside, zoned out and staring at you from behind in your pretty dress. but he comes to his senses once you turn a corner. he huffs and takes a second to light a cigarette — he’s addicted to the them — then goes to follow you.

“hey, uh, y/n,” he calls out, taking a drag as he follows you. if anyone on the street was watching this, it would catch their attention. a roughed up greaser trying to catch the attention of a gorgeous soc.

you turn around, stopping in your tracks. “oh— hi dallas!” you smile, walking over to him.

“uh— hey, hi,” he says, suddenly forgetting what he was going to say. this never happens.

“did you need something?” you ask.

he freezes. yes, he did need something. he needed your touch and your smile and your time. but he can’t just say that, can he? and to be honest, you leave him with a loss of words too often, so if he did have an excuse, it’s gone now.

you wait patiently for him to speak. if you knew dallas well, you’d know he was never like this. but this is truly the only side of dallas you know, the wanna-be bad boy who is unable to communicate. you don’t mind, you find it endearing.

“nah, man,” he finally says, regaining himself. he chuckles awkwardly and takes a drag of his cigarette. “jus’ wanted to say hey, haven’t seen ya in a bit,”

“oh, mkay,” you say softly, nodding along.

there’s another stretch of silence. he speaks after a while. “so, uh, you’re good?”

you nod again. “mhm, i’m good. are you?”

“yeah,” he breathes out.

“hey, um,” you start, because this is truly going absolutely nowhere. “walk me home?” you ask, smiling sweetly up at him. he swears his heart stops right there.

it’s like you know him, know his hints better than anyone. you knew what he was to frozen to ask for. he smiles, a kind-of crooked, bashful smile. it makes you smile even more.

“yeah, doll,” he nods, starting to walk. you follow quickly. “put your hand in mine.”

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a/n — i’m sososo sorry this is ass haha but i haven’t posted in forever n i miss writing sosososo much! hopefully more fics soon 😊 also do we like the new layout?????!!!!

[frozenhi-chews]

I need Starlo to smother me please. I need cuddles and kisses from him STAT

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

stimboard for : sweetie belle (mlp:fim) with reminders of rarity

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[chiptune-maestro]

THHE NNAME'S SYLVESTER!

II'M AAN EENGIBOT WWITH AA KNNACK FFOR MMUSIC. II DDON'T HHAVE AA LLOT OOF FFAMILY AANYMORE SSO II JJUST RROAM WHHEREVER THHE WWIND TTAKES MME.

II DDON'T TTOO MMUCH LLIKE TTO DDO RREPAIRS AANYMORE BBUT IIF YYOU'RE DDYIN' CCOME SSEE MME AAND OTTO.

II LLIKE SONIC THE HEDGEHOG AA NNORMAL AAMOUNT.

FFRIENDS:

PASCAL - <33 <33 <33

ARTHUR, YMIR - GGOOD FFRIENDS OOF 'CAL. THHEY'RE FFUN

OTTO - HHE'S LLIKE MMY PPARTNER. VVERY CCOOL!

ESMÉ - HHER GGARDEN IIS BBEAUTIFUL AAND SHHE LLETS MME VVISIT SSOMETIMES.

LORE:

• Sylvester used to live with a human car mechanic, but ran away from home after a string of neglect. They have a vague and growing distrust of humans because of this.

• Sylv hates being solely acknowledged as an engibot/builder/repair-person.

• They are nonbinary. Their pronouns are they/them (heavily preferred) and he/him (doesn't mind from time to time)

• Sylvester doesn't run on money. Instead they charge themselves every night when they sleep.

• Despite their interest in music, they're very insecure about their singing voice and opt not to most of the time. It sounds like autotune.

• They have three headmates they don't like to acknowledge - Alviva, Doctor Scrapbrain, and Big Iron.

learn about the admin and their system here (they're listed under "ANGEL ASHEL".)

DNI: (pro)endos, proship, racists, bigots, weirdos. you will be blocked on sight.

just because the admin is an adult doesn't mean people get to be weird in my dms. besides, sylvester is a minor.

don't godmod or push me towards any direction of rp, if you see a chain going on that sylv could be involved in chances are the muns and i have already discussed it

TAGS:

#🎤 the lead singer! - sylvester's tag

#🎹 golden hour - alviva's tag

#�� nightly repose - dr. scrapbrain's tag

#🗝️ rodeo clown - big iron's tag

#⚙️ grinding gears - talking tag

#❔ directive: answer - ask tag

#🔧 directive: collect - answer tag

#🎵 daisy bell division - system tag

[canon-can-fight-me]

What do 3.po and your insert do when they have spare time?

Thank you sm for the ask!! I love talking about Kai3.po so much aughhhhh

Okay so it’s already clear that their lives are both very chaotic and stressful, so any time off they take full advantage of. There is no one answer because it really depends on how much energy they have. Sometimes after particularly draining missions they just spend the day after at home. Kaiyo basically doesn’t leave the bed and 3.po just cuddles with her/ brings her food (he has more energy after charging which…she can’t do lol).

But usually when they have more energy, they want to go out and do more domestic things like grocery shopping (I want to draw something for that at some point) and regular shopping for things (3.po likes giving his opinion and keeping his girlfriend from spending too many credits 😅). They also like to explore new places (that are not dangerous and won’t result in an impromptu light.saber fight or something like that). In a modern AU they would be fond of visiting museums/ gardens/ aquariums/cafes (even though he can’t eat) etc.

Most importantly though, they would be together. I’m sure that goes without saying. But when they’re working they both have quite different positions in the resistance, and so they don’t get to see each other as often as they’d like. Sorry that got long I just really love them 🥺💕

[bellysoupset]

I’d like you to know that your oc’s relationships have heavily influenced my own ocs in the bestest way possible. Like,,, I’m pretty sure Luke and Bella getting married spontaneously in Sicily was what made me decide to have two of my characters get together because AGH (cuteness aggression)

And just the way you write relationships feels so real and alive idk man I consider you one of my writing muses

—💫

Luke and Bell supremacy!!!

Honestly I'm so so flattered I'm one of your writing muses 🥺 You have no idea how much it warms my heart that some of my most self-indulgent writing is capable of making others feel things!

So..... Are we gonna see those OCs, star?

[athinkingv0id]

me (2019)

[mermaidrani]

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

welcome to pixie hollow

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

✿ GET TO KNOW ME

hey friends! my name is kay or kayla! <3

i have loved disney fairies ever since i was a small kid. i used to play the ds games and online mmo all the time (i still do from time to time :3). i would force my friends to LARP/Live Action Roleplay as the fairies after school, chase dragonflies around thinking they were fairies, force my friends to hunt for tree pixies, be like Lizzy and cover my walls in fairy drawings, and i have several old notebooks and pages filled with disney fairies drawings and OCs 💕💕

this interest has never really gone away, as i have recently decided to get fawn and rosetta as my first official tattoos (i’ll make a post showing them off sometime) (i plan on covering the whole side of my lower leg with the movie fairies and the right side of my torso with the book fairies).

my hobbies include collecting dolls and toys, talking with my boyfriend, listening to music, drawing, writing about my interests, editing, and chatting with my close friends! i also enjoy yummy snacks and snuggling in bed under pretty rainbow lights 🎀

✿ WHAT TO EXPECT ON MY BLOG

i will post a ton of things. as a doll collector, i will definitely talk a lot about the disney fairies dolls. i would love to show my collection sometime! i also hold a lot of nostalgia with the disney fairies games, so i’ll probably post quite a bit about those, too. i love looking through fanart, so there will be lots of reposts on my page! 🌿

i’m an editor as well, so i’ll have a separate tag for where i will share all my disney fairies edits. if you’re interested in checking out my editing page on instagram, my account is here :3

i like to go on tangents a lot, so there might be many posts filled with long paragraphs. it’s mostly just what i think and what i feel, hehe 🧚🏻‍♀️

❤️ Garden Talent Playlist

🧡 Animal Talent Playlist

💛 Light Talent Playlist

💚 Tinker Talent Playlist

💙 Water Talent Playlist

💜 Fast-Flying Talent Playlist

My Disney Fairies Pinterest Page 📌

my tags:

[lilacerull0]

curious because there’s so many characters to choose from at this point ✨

to name a few (HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CHOOSE, I'm not exactly good at that)

also pinterest is putting us in situations again:

guys please send me a ✨ and tell me which character from any media i remind you of!! im curious.

[honeysmoonn]

white mustang — send a description of yourself and i’ll ship you with someone! (the outsiders and outer banks only!)

u already know im doing this for the outsiders !!!!

okay hi bby!! u kind of know me but ill give u the run down.. my name is belle, im an artist and i work w kids at an art studio!! ppl describe me as either suuuper shy or suuper outgoing, no inbetween lol in depends who im with! i try super hard to be kind to anyone but around my friends i GOSSIP. like i yap and talk abt ppl with them all the time and dont shut up which probably isnt great to admit but i do still try to be kind n only do it if someone has done me wrong! i speak french n i live in canada. i write (obviously) and its my fave hobby other than painting! i have brunette wavy hair tan skin and hazel eyes (if that matters idk..) im isfp and im a libra! (literally all libra. sun moon and venus and two other ones i forget) im suuuch a hopeless romantic its crazy like i subconsiously flirt all the time n think every man is my dream man lolz! also my fave thing to do is doing my makeup and staring at myself in my vanity whoops! (also i HATE spiders idk if thats crucial but ill add it anyway)

sorry idk how to do this.. but anyway congrats on 430 n ilysssssmmm!!!!

BELLE MY BABE!!

ok this is hard bc for some reason i feel like you and darry would hit it off BUT ik you’re a dallas girl and i do think you guys would ship sooo well together

hot take modern!dallas would love to gossip and so you would have so much fun with that

plus you would stay with dallas no matter what he does😭 (real)

but also know deep down you are darry and together so

[honeysmoonn]

rude dallas my beloved

video games!

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ in which you and dallas get caught kissing

( a/n : i haven’t posted in 4ever, so im sorry this is super short but i miss posting n wanted to get smth out! adore this request xx )

the burgundy of buck merrill’s thunderbird reflected across the lake that hugged the highway. you and dallas winston are driving to the nightly-double, the local drive-in that both socs and greasers go to. usually, you two would walk, but due to construction you had to take the long way and go on the highway.

you never loved when dallas drove on highways. you knew him well enough to know that he was not the best driver in the world, and he loved to go fast. so on the highway, he drives like a maniac!

you’re holding onto his hand, and his other hand is on the wheel. dallas is swerving past cars, going inbetween lanes, and basically doing everything you shouldn’t do. you elbow him when he almost bumps into the back of a car once you reach traffic.

“christ, hate fuckin’ traffic,” he scoffs and honks on the horn.

you roll your eyes playfully. “don’t think honking will help, dal,”

“whatever, man,” he sighs and leans back. his little moment of rest doesn’t last long, though. he glances at you, sitting there peacefully, unbothered by the traffic. he doesn’t understand why you are so easygoing. “we’re gonna miss the fuckin’ movie,” he groans and smacks the steering wheel, annoyed.

“dally, it’s fine,” i say softly. “didn’t wanna watch a horror movie, anyway,”

“‘course you didn’t,” the edges of his pretty lips form a gentle smirk. “you fuckin’ pussy,”

“excuse me?”

he lifts his hands up in mock-surrender. “hey man, i said what i said,”

“you’re a jerk,” you respond, crossing your arms and pretending to be mad.

if there’s one thing about you and dallas, it’s that you two tease each other endlessly. well, more him towards you. but he can’t help it! that little pout on your face is just so cute, in his mind.

“y/n, i was joking,” he says, even though it’s blatanly obvious. “what, you actually mad or somethin’?”

you decide to go along with the bit, amused that he’s almost believing you. with a shrug, you keep your arms crossed and look out the window.

“c’mon, man, tell me if i did somethin’,” he insists. “don’t need to give me the silent treatment,”

you continue to ignore him, a smile crossing your face that he can’t see. he can be so gullible sometimes. he acts all tough and he’s always telling people that nothing can touch him, but the minute that you pretend to be mad at him, he’s practically at your feet begging for your attention.

“you want me to turn this car around? this movie is gonna be no fun if you’re mad at me,” he sighs, kicking himself for calling you a name. “at least look at me, man,”

the minute you turn your head to look at him and tell him that you’re joking and you love him, he doesn’t let you talk when he grabs your chin and kisses you.

you could say you’re surprised, but you’re not. dallas isn’t one to apologize, showing his endless adoration for you through stuff like massaging your shoulders, hugging you, kissing you, buying (or stealing) you a new necklace.

the two of you get into it too fast. you kiss him back after a few seconds of registering what’s happening, getting your pink lipgloss on his lips as you reach to grab the back of his brunette hair and pull him closer. the cigarette in between his calloused fingers burns out, and he throws it out the open window before reaching for your hand with the one that’s not holding your chin. he leans more into the kiss, trusting that you forgive him for what he said — even though you were never mad in the first place!

he pulls a millimeter away as he catches his breath, his gorgeous voice filling your ears as he whispers, “you forgive me now, doll?”

you smile and can’t hide the soft blush on your face as he whisper to you. even though you’re dating, it still feels like you have a silly girly crush on him, going pink at the most casual of words. “was never mad at you, dal,” you whisper back.

he’s about to say something, probably about how annoying you are, but you stop him before he can, bringing both your manicured hands to his cheeks and pulling him back in to continue kissing. a soft chuckle from him vibrates your kiss, he loves it when you initiate the kiss. in his mind, you’re just too cute.

but i guess you weren’t cute in the cops eyes. cars honking is all around, but you assume that’s just from this super annoying traffic. news flash, it wasn’t. the traffic is long gone, whatever accident that happened earlier was cleared up, but the two of you were still in the middle of the 6 lane highway, kissing in the thunderbird.

a cop car stops beside you, coming to speak to you. the minute you hear the deep voice echo from outside, you jump and pull away. dallas sighs and mutters something about you being a “prude” for ending the kiss so soon, until he realizes that the cop is there.

“hey, lovebirds,” the cop greets you. he doesn’t look very happy. “you’re blocking the entire highway. you know it’s illegal to stop on the highway?”

dallas gives the cop a side glare, raising his upper lip in annoyance. “yeah, we know,” dallas says harshly. “we ain’t stupid,”

“winston,” the cop groans. great, your boyfriends name is known by some random cop. “you wanna go in the cooler again?”

“you’re seriously wanting to put me in the cooler just because i’m lovin’ on my broad? huh?”

“go love on her somewhere else.” the cop says. “come on, son, you and your girl are holding up the traffic. off you go,”

“unbelievable,” dallas whispers under his breath, then he steps on the gas and drives away. a sea of cars follows. you were holding up a lot of people just by kissing.

it’s safe to say that when you got there, you didn’t catch one word of the movie.

[sweetnsquishy]

ending the night with ddv paired with Chad Chad talking about fortnite (with gabi belle)🙂‍↕️🩷🥰 and it’s RAINY this week…enjoying this in the midst of learning to adult so will be hitting the peen yamin

[flutteringfable]

wow i love when i get double of the thing i dont need

[jdopes-recorder]

Heyyy, how are you bell, it's been so long.

Hey Novaaaa

I'm meh.

Got a bunch to study and not enough time so a bit more stressed than usual

Gonna make dosa with my mum for my parents and brother now so a bit excited for that

Also I'm still going through a mildly concerned tasm Peter phase but idrc that boy is one of the few I can actually say is my type and he is FINNEEEEEE

[shmooooo]

hi isa my dear how have you been?? 🥰🥰

also i saw your lena/eurovision discourse and omfg to this day i listen to satellite like once a year it was SO iconic i think i was like nine when it came out

Hi Belle!! I’ve been doing alright but the stressful part of the uni semester is starting 😭 how about you???

YES IT WAS 🤌🏻 I was 10 and we learned the lyrics in English class, it was really amazing