#but I resisted

[buckys-estrella]

and what if i just hopped back on to tumblr to tell yall I met lewis last night...

[vangoghschair]

Quick Amangela hanahaki (spelling?????) au i wrote on the bus a while ago:

Amanda sits on the cubicle floor, dabbing at her lips with a flimsy paper towel. It comes away crimson-stained. She groans, leaning her head back against the cubicle wall - hygiene is not her biggest concern at the moment.

Beside her, the sides of the toilet bowl are smeared with dark red and fragments of thistles. She let's out a small sob, drawing her hand to her mouth immediately and wretching in pain. The jolt in her throat from the sob stung, scratched and scored by the thorns.

Amanda takes a moment to collect herself, gently but shakily wiping stray tears from her cheeks. She stands up and brushes a pale pink petal into the toilet before flushing it away along with the blood.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Later

"Hey, Mandy?"

Amanda's heart leaps; her chest aches and her throat stings.

She swings around to face the voice.

"Yeah?" She smiles, "What's up, Ange?"

Angela freezes, then pulls Amanda's face closer to her as she closes the distance between them.

Amanda feels the thistles clawing at her throat.

"The fuck is all this?" Angela whispers, inspecting the corners of her friend's lips, "it looks like blood, Jesus Christ..."

She pulls away. "Are you okay?"

"yeah I'm fine, I'll...I'll be back in a minute, 'kay?"

Amanda rushes back to the bathroom, the one designated for crying. Nobody would disturb her there.

She knows. She knows that the only way to get better is to tell Angela. But she can't, of course. It wouldn't matter anyway. Angela would just laugh, she'd think she was joking. And she'd never like her back, never in a million-

"Hey, Amanda? Can I come in?" Angela questions from outside the door, "I'm worried about you, like really worried. You aren't telling me shit."

Amanda crawls the few feet to the door, unlocking it to quickly return to the sink where she furiously scrubbed at her lips, tears streaming.

"Fuck!" Angela shuts and locks the door, "Mandy, stop! Amanda!"

Angela's eyes are wide as she pulls Amanda's hand away from her face, leaving the tap running. She pulls her into a tight hug, afraid of letting her go.

"what's going on with you?"

Amanda sighs into Angela's hair, holding her as close as she could.

"I've been meaning to tell you something...for a while,"

...

[queenofmalkier]

Day 2: Aginor

The sleep of endless nightmares.

[edenfire]

💀💚 zestial 💚💀

this one is for all you zestial stans out there~☆

I still have a few more to do before I'll have the full set, so if there's a character you want, I'll probably have them😂💞

[skyward-floored]

Made the conscious decision not to start an argument on a dumb post

[sunjaesol]

Not to be greedy but…if you’re still taking prompts, 11 and/or 17 for juke kisses (if they haven’t been requested yet!)

11. Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter + 17. Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin

(aged up, resurrected!luke)

Snow fell the eve of their first performance in New York City. By morning, a thick white carpet covered the streets and rooftops of the city. Snowplowers hadn't reached their street yet. Despite the thick walls and their hotel room high in the skyscraper, Julie felt cold. Blame her California genes.

Burrowing herself deeper under the comforter, she let out a shudder and bunched her hands together. Beside her, Luke slept like a baby.

Their room was connected to the boys', but it was quiet there as well, and she didn't want to disturb them by putting on the electric kettle. And so, Julie had to deal with her cold hands herself.

Her eyes drifted to Luke again. They always started the night cuddling, but by midnight rolled away to sleep properly. His arm was still outstretched though, like he wanted to give her the chance to return in his arms if she pleased. A smile curled on her lips. He was adorable.

She pecked one of his fingers. It twitched. She pecked it again. His brows furrowed, eyes dancing underneath his lids.

"Jules," he sighed. The unsaid was clear: go back to sleep.

"I'm cold," she whispered.

Smacking his lips, he hummed and shifted an inch closer to her. Happy to take his invitation, she scooted into his hold and exhaled in relief when she felt how warm he was. She didn't understand it. How was the literal ex-ghost the warmest between them? She should have the correct body functions.

His nose grazed along her hairline, mouth brushing her forehead, her temple. Finally, down her cheek and reaching her lips. The gentle touch lulled her back in a haze, alongside the warmth of his chest, but her hands were still cold.

Finding the hem of his t-shirt, her hands slipped underneath and pressed her palms against his stomach.

Luke gasped and recoiled, one eye cracking open in surprise. "What the fuck."

Julie peeked up at him. "I said I was cold."

"This is not 'cold', you're freezing." Goosebumps rippled his skin. "I think you're anemic, Jules."

A puff of indignation left - she wasn't anemic - and slid her hands further to his sides, eventually sprawling herself on top of him. He liked it when she did that, Julie knew, something the couple found out soon after his resurrection. Not only because he loved physical touch, but his liveliness became most evident then. His hammering heart, the rise and fall of his chest syncing with hers, the firmness of his real body; no longer gleaming translucent.

"I won't remind you of the time you were cold," she muttered.

"This is you reminding me," he deadpanned.

"Mh-hm."

Luke chuckled and kissed the crown of her head. Soon, he'd tell her curls were suffocating him and she'd roll back to his side, but for now, she warmed herself up to his loving touch, listened to his beating heart, and allowed time to stand still.

Their first NYC concert was important, but so was this.

And so, they'd extend time.

*~*~*

kiss prompts (closed!)

[cultivating-wildflowers]

The temptation to wear these to my interview was STRONG.

[poppliosupportsquad]

Joining the favorite pokemon trend :3

[cyhaino]

I went to a con and I saw wyll merch unfortunately all but one had mizora included and I wanted to cry

[fivedollarfred]

SO.

About that FNAF movie, huh? Just watched it last night with my sister and dad, and as a veteran fnaf fan who's waited for this film for eight years even after drifting away from the series right before Help Wanted, I gotta say...

I liked it! I really liked it, though I have a lot of thoughts and opinions about some of the direction and choices made in the film. I could write for a while about everything I loved, disliked, and have mixed emotions about, but I don't have the time. But all in all, it was worth the wait!

That being said, some of the people posting about the movie need to take a step back and realize that some fans and average viewers won't like the movie, and it's okay that they feel that way. It's not a crime to voice their displeasure, and acting like it is will do no one any good. And the same goes for people who love everything about the movie and wouldn't change a thing.

Stop being disrespectful towards people voicing any opinions about the movie you don't agree with and saying they're stupid, or too critical, or too willfully ignorant towards the flaws of the film. We are all allowed to have opinions even if the opinions are in the minority.

And with that out of the way, I'll leave you with take that some will agree with and others will not: I LOVED what they did with Mike! His character and arc and everything was my favorite part of the movie, and I did not like Vanessa, the type of character she is I've never liked in fictional works.

But yeah! The FNAF movie! Good fun and a worthy way to spend two hours!

[howl-of-the-blood]

i'm going through my archives and fixing my tags and i've cried only twice for the last month

[heavenlyakin]

it took me four hours to get home bc I got stuck in standstill traffic and now I have no time to write

[greyias]

Eyyyyy

Look who finally (officially) joined the cool kids club!

[ef-1]

For those not tapped into Australian politics, King Charles is in Australia to conduct his "historic first tour to the commonwealth realm" i.e visting countries that King Charles is supposedly a monarch to.

Indigenous senator Lidia Thorpe had requested an audience with King Charles for weeks prior to this visit, she wrote countless letters to speak to him. Unlike other commonwealth nations and other former Brisitish colonies, a treaty with Indigenous peoples in Australia was never formed. Their land was never ceded to the British Crown. After being denied and ignored, Lidia Thorpe, draped in a traditional possum skin cloak, stormed in the Great Hall during the reception for Charles at Parliament House in the capital shouting the following:

I literally can't even look at these photos without getting goosebumps.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[hug-your-face]

via @swatercolor [insta]