#frank ocean wallpaper

[iconszinho]

love it

[acidkiddz]

[wallpapedits-vvc]

Matching wallpapers #149

Like/reblog if you save ✨

None of this wallpapers/pictures belongs to me, I just do the matching.

[cantcatchmeee]

Random Wallpapers pt.7

[doobie-ashtrvy]

frank ocean

photographed by willie vanderperre

[sim-moe]

𖤐 aug. 6 '23

bg cc: https://pin.it/1qlNEua

I've been a fan of Tyler, the Creator sibce I was in middle back in 2018. I was never really into rap or hiphop growing up and as a African American teenager, you were "revoked of your black card" if hiphop or rap wasn't all that you listened to.

Tyler, the Creator, however, was one of the first hiphop/rap artist that I started listening to and STILL listen to. His music, along with similar artists like Frank Ocean, Kendrick Lamar, Childish Gambino, etc., seemed different to me than your "stereotypical" rap, where half the song are cursing and talk about sex or money or drugs. Even though you'll find those in the mentioned artists' songs, I feel as if they're more emotionally and mentally attached to the song compared to others.

But hey, what do I know about music...

s¡mmo

[woodedvvne]

Boat by the lake

[miscellaneous-co]

[imaprettygirl]

An act of submission

(Emperor Zhongli x gn reader)

"They say that a good servant reflects the personality of its master…" Zhongli chuckled as he traced the brim of his cup with his finger. Despite maintaining a calm facade, the corners of his lips occasionally twitched upwards into a smirk, yet he was trying so hard to hide it—a futile exercise in suppression.

"Erm… excuse me, what?" You replied. Was he complimenting your guzheng or was he throwing shade at you for imitating him? It wasn't your fault, but you couldn't help but think that it was the result of being by his side for a long time. Putting on a private solo concert for the Emperor was nerve-wracking: one wrong mistake and there goes your wrist. One thing you didn't know was that you had managed to plant the first seeds of obsession in his heart which resulted in keeping you by his side and dragging you along everywhere he went. Too bad the amount of love he shows you is just the surface of it. You never know how deep the ocean is, hm? During the time spent with him, your brain had subconsciously picked up his habits, resulting in you emulating him sometimes. How very bold of you to assume that he hadn't noticed it.

"Erm…" A small, soft sound slipped out of your mouth. It was really obvious that you were trying to ease the awkward tension between you two.

Upon hearing the soft sound of your voice, Zhongli paused and gently lifted his gaze from his cup. His eyes full of adoration and love wandered across your features. Such beautiful features which he wished to preserve forever. If his mind were a room, you would undoubtedly be the wallpaper, your presence permeating every space, reflecting the depths of his fascination for you.

There it was, the reaction he was hoping for. That expression which was akin to a baby deer in the headlights. Your eyes were wide in confusion and your lips were slightly parted but wide enough to let out an ‘eh?’ sound. Zhongli chuckled, amused by how your face had gone red. Possibly because of the steam from the tea or him making advances on you- oh, how he wished that he was the reason of you being so shy and flustered. The soft glow of the red lanterns cast a warm light on your face highlighting the contours of your profile, giving him the opportunity to observe your facial expressions in detail. To be frank, he was proud of himself for bringing a reaction out of you. He may have experienced joy and pleasure throughout his life but they all were nothing compared to the happiness he gets from your smile. He was slowly plunging himself into the spiral of obsession but he didn't know it.

"Ah, nothing. According to what I said earlier, I put the musical instrument in the position of the servant while you are its master. The strings of it bend to the will of your hands to produce such beautiful sounds… Not to mention, the songs produced by it are as gentle and soothing as you. It reflects your personality, don’t you think so?" Zhongli replied in a genuine voice but the predatory glint in his eyes gave it away.

“Thank you…” Your voice trailed off at the end as you were unsure of what to reply

“No need to thank me, I was just stating facts” He brought his cup to his lips as he said so. Zhongli’s gaze fell upon your hand wrapped around your tea cup. “Do you mind if I take a look at it?” He raised an eyebrow, his eyes lingering on your left hand. Even though it seemed like a request, you knew that it was an order. Your hand shot up immediately even though you were praying desperately that he wouldn’t chop it off for accidentally playing the wrong note earlier that day. A soft hum left his lips as he lifted your hand higher to the level of his mouth.

“Do you only plan on plucking the strings of your instrument for the rest of your life?” The emperor caressed the back of your hand with his thumb.

“Erm… maybe. What’s there to pluc-”

“There are many things you can pluck, my dear. For example… my heart. You can pluck it out and I would thank you for it” The way he said it so casually shocked you for a moment. Zhongli eyed the ring on your index finger which you inherited from your mother. Your heart was thumping loudly that his words were drown out. “Y-Your majesty…” Your face was as red as the lanterns hanging above both of you.

His lips hovered above your ring for a while to toy with your conflicting feelings at the moment. After what seemed like an eternity, he brought his mouth down to leave a kiss on it. “A jade wrist loses to a golden cup, so slender, so slender, it’s the passing of youth…”

-Irene Callista

[letmeapologise]

rules: post your lock screen, wallpaper, last song n last picture of an animal/something pretty

thank u for the tag bae @bl00dst41ned 🫶

last song is on the lock screen !! i love frank ocean n liverpool if it wasn’t already obvious 🚶‍♀️

[saintescuderia]

An ode to a fallen comrade, my laptop.

I’m weirdly sentimental when it comes to my laptops. I say this but I’ve only ever had two. My first was a chunk old silver MacBook Pro that was a gift from my father. It saw me all the way through those formative highschool years. I even used it at school. It was the laptop I used to give Tommy Bellamy a copy of channel.ORANGE with the fact that this version of Mac actually still had USB ports. And humanity also still used USBs. Not to mention the CD port in which I actually burnt music onto plain discs and made mixtapes for people.

I wrote countless stories on that laptop. It was where I wrote my 120k Avengers fanfiction, something I started when I was 14. Four years later and in my final year of school, I had a run of waking up at 5am to write. Never mind the fact that I was waking up at 5am to write a fic about Frank Ocean.

That laptop went through it all with me. Like old men with their cars, I named it. Stanley. Stanley was covered with homemade stickers that summed up the formative youth of my teenage years. A picture of Kendrick Lamar with his signature, a SAVE FERRIS collage, a photo of Chandler Bing (season 1), the screen card of Hugo Stiglitz from Tarantino’s Inglorious Basterds. And Frank Ocean, of course.

Stanley saw me through it all… until university where it promptly died. Or, ‘Apple died’ in which it just kept overheating, the battery life was horrible and I saw more circle spins of death in the last two weeks of use than I had in the last two years. Suffice, to say, it was time for an upgrade.

So I got another MacBook. His name was Bernie Mac which I thought clever and my first wallpaper was, indeed, a photo of the comedian. It was sleeker, didn’t have USB ports and in some odd and unexplainable way, didn’t seem as good as Stanley. Never mind that it was faster, thinner and had an actually life of a battery. I hated the keyboard, the darker colour and the fact that Bernie Mac just wasn’t Stanley.

Only after writing several novels - and one collection of poetry - creating various mixtapes (with a CD extension!), editing films, binging series and the countless PDFs I read and the essays I wrote of the two (and a half) degrees that this laptop went through did it finally die.

It’s funny. I’m not emotional. I won’t lie and say to you that the 18 year old who had to put Stanley down and admit defeat was emotional. So much so that she refused to trade it in and instead has it sat on her bookshelf beside a coffee table book on writers. In a way, that very first MacBook serves as a reminder of all the things I realised I could do. I could be a writer.

Now, this laptop before me, the one that refuses to turn on, might not hold as much sentimental weight but it’s still a nice marker of times gone by. It travelled with me across countries and it did get me through those incredibly painful and awkward years of your early 20s.

I went through lockdown with it.

What’s more, I watched my first ever F1 race on it.

So I won’t let the frustrations of the end get to me. The fact that I had to walk around with a charger because 100% battery didn’t mean anything. Or the fact that it would overheat and kick the fan into overdrive and it sounded like an airplane. Or the fact that it’s died when I decided to start becoming a little more serious with this ‘I want to be a writer’ business and now I have to type on my iPad like I’m Toto Wolff in Drive to Survive. Maybe that will make this whole March 30 Day challenge all the more memorable - I did it despite the fact that my laptop literally fucking died after three days! What’s more than that though the three days into this, it died literally the day before university starts.

It’s okay, though. I’ve already ordered another laptop from Apple that should be coming next week. And maybe that’s just what I need; a fresh start with a fresh laptop to bring in the next chapter of adventures. Even though you can still trust that the first song that’ll play from that yet-to-be-named MacBook is finna be Pyramids.

[waitinqroom]

my 2023 reads 💌

(this year i’ve decided to include individual poems, articles, short stories, and more!)

mad girl’s love song by sylvia plath (1/02)

red by ted hughes (1/02)

the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe by cs lewis (1/01-1/03)

someday i’ll love ocean vuong by ocean vuong (1/04)

you think it, i’ll say it by curtis sittenfeld (1/01-1/04)

no exit by taylor adams (1/04-1/08)

the drinking water crisis on tribal lands and how the federal government is finally stepping up by marianne goodland (1/09)

the unfinished business of flint’s water crisis by anna clark (1/09)

do not go gentle into that good night by dylan thomas (1/09)

susan sontag on writing by maria popova (1/15)

dark they were, and golden eyed by ray bradbury (1/16)

we were dreamers by simu liu (1/08-1/19)

on photography by susan sontag (1/15-2/03)

diversity vs. fairness by david leonhardt (2/15)

an act of love by tommye blount (2/15)

the horse and his boy by cs lewis (2/11-2/15)

dept. of speculation by jenny offill (2/13-2/18)

sonnets to orpheus by rainer maria rilke (2/20-2/22)

prince caspian by cs lewis (2/18-2/22)

the summer i turned pretty by jenny han (2/26-3/02)

it’s not summer without you by jenny han (3/02-3/04)

we’ll always have summer by jenny han (3/04)

a history of performance (edition: hamlet) by david bevington (3/04)

hamlet by william shakespeare (1/31-3/23)

1984 by george orwell (1/29-3/28)

gone girl by gillian flynn (4/03-4/07)

the joy luck club by amy tan (5/06-6/04)

alexander hamilton by ron chernow (5/14-6/14)

letters to a young poet by rainer maria rilke (6/30)

animal farm by george orwell (6/30-7/02)

the bell jar by sylvia plath (7/02-7/15)

twelfth night by william shakespeare (7/16-7/30)

sappho: a new translation by sappho, translated by mary barnard (8/21)

the scarlet ibis by james hurst (8/22)

marigolds by eugenia collier (8/23)

the monkey’s paw by w.w. jacobs (8/23)

the open boat by stephen crane (8/24)

korean through english by sang-oak lee (2/20-8/24)

the lady or the tiger? by frank r. stockton (8/26)

the minister's black veil by nathaniel hawthorne (8/29)

an occurrence at owl creek bridge by ambrose bierce (8/29)

korean social emotions: han (한 恨), heung (흥 興), and jeong (정 情) by iljoon park (8/30)

the cask of amontillado by edgar allan poe (8/30)

the yellow wallpaper by charlotte perkins gilman (8/30)

beautiful world, where are you by sally rooney (7/02-8/30)

daisy jones & the six by taylor jenkins reid (8/30-9/3)

the chalice of the gods by rick riordan (10/08-10/12)

the beatrice letters by lemony snicket (10/14) - reread

yellowface by rf kuang (11/03)

diper overlode by jeff kinney (11/03-11/05)

[gothluke]

i was tagged by @arishemmo & @hideitaway !! thank you guys so much for tagging me <3

my wallpaper: i have several since the ios update. this is the new one.

last song i played: “self control” by frank ocean <3

last photo i saved: ukey-lukey in thigh high boots ofc 🤤

last photo I took: i took a pic of my stacked necklaces

i forgot to tag. i tag @imisskeek @hernameisrocio @caramelcalum @brave-tomlinson & @lovelikealandslide (but anyone can & no pressure !!)

[birdietrait]

ty for the tag @olya-occult-lover!!

get to know the blogger <3

✿ show your wallpaper. still the same as this post <33

✿ last song you listened to. bad religion - frank ocean

✿ currently reading. nothing </3 but i have sooo many books on my tbr list

✿ last movie. 2012 (from 2009 with john cusack and woody harrelson)

✿ last show. the last of us <3333

�� craving. a rootbeer float for some reason?? i haven't had one since i was like 12, but i've wanted one for the past 3 days

✿ what are you wearing rn ;) spongebob sweatpants and a grey hoodie 👍

✿ how tall are you. 5'5

✿ tattoos. none but i want a bunch!

✿ glasses/contacts. neither but i need glasses for sure

✿ last thing you ate. a handful of m&ms

✿ favorite color. green or orange

✿ current obsession. just the sims at the moment (it was outer banks when season 3 came out)

✿ any pets. two dogs and four cats!! my babies <3

✿ favorite fictional character. this is so hard...but right now i'd say ellie from tlou

✿ last place you traveled. my sister's house about two hours away from where i live

tagging @angelgnome @crusty-trait @cakewhims @lucidicer and @minty-plumbob (feel free to ignore!! <3)

[spacefinch]

Get to Know a Blogger

Thanks for the tag @weisskralle !

Show your wallpaper:

Scene from Samorost 3, a video game I played a few years ago. Highly recommend. Lovely naturey/sci-fi designs and a great soundtrack.

Last song I listened to:

Fly Me to the Moon (Frank Sinatra)

Currently reading:

The Heroes of Olympus series by Rick Riordan. Almost done with The Mark of Athena. I've read it before, but I am not mentally prepared for the cliffhanger.

Last movie I watched:

Ocean's 8

Last show:

Star Trek: The Next Generation. I'm on Season 3.

Craving:

Noodles (plain, just ghee and salt)

What I'm wearing right now:

My favorite jacket and sweatshirt, a t-shirt, and khakis

How tall are you?

5 feet, 3 and a half inches

Piercings:

No, and I don't plan on getting any.

Tattoos:

Also no.

Favorite colors:

Blue and purple.

Current obsessions:

Pokemon and Star Trek. Also birds. My favorite Pokemon gen is Gen 5 (Unova region), but lately I've also been interested in the Johto region as well.

Any pets:

Yes. One small dog, named Vivi. Barks at everything, and gets excited for food and walks. Normal dog stuff.

Favorite fictional characters:

From Pokemon: Ingo & Emmet, Iris, Falkner, Serena (game version), Calem, Red, Elesa, Skyla, and Bugsy.

From other places: Data (Star Trek), Annabeth Chase (PJO), Nico di Angelo (PJO), Peter Parker/Spider-Man (Marvel), Kate Bishop (Marvel), Natasha Romanoff (Marvel)

Last place I traveled:

To a wetland to do some bird-watching. For Internet Safety, I will not disclose the exact location except "west of the Mississippi River."

I'm going to tag @trek-tracks, @adarkroomandawallflower, @critter-of-habit, @antihibikase, @spottedsplat, @stormears, and @anxious-spider. If you don't want to do this, no worries. This is just (as far as I know) a fun little get-to-know-you game.

[taylamillsdesignresearch2]

20 objects categories

I divided my objects into categories which display their meaning

categories - my identity, memories

MY IDENTITY

mirror

frank ocean poster

bows

headphones

makeup brushes

pen & paper

necklaces

MEMORIES

paw print picture

lockets

flip phone

baileys bottle

wallpaper

playing cards

FEMININITY

flower vase

hairbrush

shoulder bag