#hannah montana pillow

[deactivated-deadpool-anon]

SORRY I HAD TO BAHAHAHA

[qwiopty]

strange find...

[sleepysuburb]

a magical cross between david blaine and derren brown... a sort of.... david brown

[poke-checked]

screaming over all of these asks i LOVE the pyotr fan base

if I was Catholic and died the pope would name me the saint of loving Pyotr Kochetkov

[mxldito]

Another render that was just supposed to be for RP icons but they looks aww so cutes.

[wonkyplate]

wip strip...

[grimaces-secret-blog]

I’m going into battle! My weapon of choice?

Hannah Montana Milk Pillow

[joemophobic]

"What if I sucked on your boob like the Hannah Montana milk pillow? Would it make a loud thud?" - my sweet sweet boyfriend

[lesbianwithknife]

i need to be filled with milk and thrown at the wall

[arweenie64]

it is so embarrassing to be out here obsessed with my own dnd character. like what do you mean I can't stop thinking about Some Guy I made up in my head.

[unknown-limes]

TIL the Sopping Wet Milk Hannah Montana Pillow story was a copypasta, and the original post was about a Webkinz doll.

[ventismacchiato]

26 behind the lens — the ship has sunk !

scaramouche x g!n reader

notes; same day but it’s now night time

translations for french at the end of the chapter

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

You hear a knock on the bathroom door, causing you to jump at the noise. You’d been hiding in your shared restroom for a while to update your friends on the situation, losing track of time as you sat atop the counter in nothing but your pajamas.

“Hey, are you alright?” Kuni asks from the other side of the door, “You’ve been in there for a while silently. Better not be jerking off without me.”

“I’m fine,” you call out, face blooming, “I just have an extensive thirty-step skin care routine,” you lie.

“Alright, I’m going to bed,” he hums, and you hear his footsteps walk off.

You place your face in your hands and let out a low groan, hiding a secret identity was not as easy as Hannah Montana made it seem. You hop off the counter and splash some water on your face to make it seem as if you did have a routine. After muting your phone so as to not hear Aether telling you how bad you were keeping a secret you sat on the edge of the tub for a few minutes, collecting your thoughts.

The stress was really catching up to you. What the fuck were you doing?

You turn your mind off and wander out into the bedroom, the only source of light being the beams of white streaming through the curtains. Kuni’s body was turned away from you, his chest rising up and down slowly. He must’ve been exhausted from today.

You quietly crawl under the covers with him, pulling the comforter up to your chin. You were going to face the other way so as to not bother him but much to your surprise, the blankets rustled and Kuni was now facing you.

He lifts his eyelids open and tugs you in close, hands sliding underneath your shirt to caress your cold skin. Your chests are pressed up against each other, which causes you to circle your hands around his waist out of instinct.

“Goodnight,” he mumbles, pressing his face into the pillow, “I’m glad you came,” he trails off.

“I am too,” you reply, letting yourself play with his hair.

“Star confessed to me today,” he says, his words muffled from his face being hidden in the pillow, but he peeks out to gauge your reaction. You pretend to be surprised.

“Oh, what did you say?”

“That I would rather be with you, obviously,” he says, pinching your waist.

“I’d like to be with you, too.”

Kuni blooms red at that, hiding his face back in the pillow.

You’d come clean after Paris.

You wanted to enjoy this for as long as you could.

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

filler

behind the lens !

masterlist — prev | next

sunghoon, yeonjun, and lujiuerhei as scara, felix as kazuha

ngl i kinda regret making ayaka a friend in this au but i’m too far gone ☠️

shadow moth hacking scara’s twt hes in a silly goofy mood

lmk if u can’t read anything in an ask and i’ll zoom in for u,,it’s hard trying to cram everything into ten pics

translations:

merci d'être entré dans ma vie = thank you for coming into my life

author’s notes — lmk if the french is right i trusted google for this one

synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

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[angelpink610]

You guys wanna know when the things I wished for, hoped for, visualized and manifested actually started to appear to me, to become my reality? When I understood and learned how to ENJOY THE PROCESS!

Let’s yap a bit… ;)

Us as immediate people in an immediate society end up focusing entirely on the results, we only see the things we wish for as results, as finish lines. What we fail to do is see the start line and the path that leads to the end.

I don’t want to sound corny, but it’s really all about that Hannah Montana movie song “The Climb”. We only think about how fast we will get there, how life will be when we get there, how happy it will be when we get there. Well, here’s the thing: if you’re not happy and grateful throughout the way, don’t even expect to be happy on the finish line. Our goals are not essentially what make us happy, they’re proofs of our capacity and work. What actually makes someone’s life happy and amazing, is the way that person behaves and conditions their mind WHILE chasing all of these dreams. It’s all about your methods, it’s all about your feelings, your reactions to the world, the way you act towards people. Don’t think you’ll be happy and achieve the greatest things when you live your life and answer to the world bitterly, in a rush, not paying much mind to it.

I know this is obvious, but just so that no one is confused and comes for me after: I’m not saying every day is going to be incredible, I’m not saying that you’re not allowed to be sad, angry, uncomfortable, jealous, disgusted. These are all perfectly normal and human emotions, and everyone should feel them—it just shows you’re alive. This concept of being 24/7 happy and grateful and “Oh my God, everything’s incredible all the time” it’s just not sustainable nor healthy (+, obviously, not real). What we should do, instead, is allow these emotions to be felt, and then act upon them understanding why they’re there and how we can soothe them, or make them a little less strong. For example, understand where your anger comes from, is it truly someone’s fault, why are we feeling it. Not block it, not try to stop it from being felt—but understand it. And then, after thinking (even meditating, if you like) about it, let it go, and let it be felt still, if you think it’s the right thing. Don’t ask too much of yourself always, sometimes we really just need to scream for a second on our pillow or shed a tear in our room. It’s perfectly alright and also healthy!

Have fun, make friends, create good memories with these friends, study, live your life to the fullest. Meet new people, go to new places, discover new music, books, art, movies that make you feel something. Laugh with people you love, create memories through pictures, do some risky things, you don’t need to always be so careful about everything. Some lesions make us stronger. And while you’re doing everything else, manifest your dreams, work towards it, put in the effort, visualize, believe you’re worth and destined for that, acknowledge you already have everything you need to get there and that, actually, you are already there.

Learn to actually live your life on the way to your dreams, not just survive the path. When you look at life with gratitude and love, life looks back—and you’ll feel it.

As always, you’re free to agree or disagree with me on the various topics I talk about. It’s my own experience and the way it’s been for me. Feel free to also share your stories on comments and/or reblogs! I’ll love to see it.

That’s it for today’s yapping session. Love, Seiko ♡

♡ borders credit: @anitalenia

[avenging-fandoms]

hiii!!! can i request something for either matt or chris where they do like a sleepover at the triplets house and you’re all watching movies and it’s the classic like scary movie trope and maybe secret hand holding cos they like each other but are scared to admit it vibes

all good if not i love ur stuff hehe

"Do we honestly have to watch a scary movie? Can't we watch Hannah Montana or something" Matt grumbled under his breath and Chris rolled his eyes, smacking his brother’s chest.

“It’s Halloween time ya baby. Plus, Yn and I have been wanting to see the new Halloween movie” You all sat on the couch, Matt squished in the corner with his legs straight out and you next to him, Nick next to you and Chris in the other corner.

Chris hit play and 'Halloween Ends' starts to play. You smile and shimmy a little excitedly, Matt throwing a blanket over you and him and a blanket over his brothers.

Matt kept jumping and hiding himself in your shoulder, making Chris and Nick make fun of him and you protected him. "Matt! Grow up you fucking baby!" Nick yelled and hit him with a pillow and Matt protected his head, and you wrapped your arms around his head and a leg around his waist as you shielded him.

"Stop! Stop! Scary movies aren't for everyone ya dickheads" You slap both Nick and Chris and they beat you with the pillows, and it was Matt's turn to protect you. "Alright! Everyone enough, I actually want to enjoy the movie"

Everyone sat back in their seats and Chris went back in the movie a little bit to watch what you all missed. You pulled the blanket over your chest so only your head showed, Matt's left arm behind his head with his right one underneath the blanket on his thigh.

His eyes shifted down to his thigh like he could see through the blanket, slowly moving his hand for his pinky to graze your knuckles. You moved your hand closer to his without taking your eyes off the screen, careful not to touch the blanket to blow your cover.

Finally, you guys interlocked your fingers without moving the blanket, no one noticing. Matt kept jumping, and every time he would squeeze your hand. By the end of the movie, Matthew was asleep on your shoulder, Nick asleep on Chris's lap while you and Chris were still very into the movie.

It soon had ended and you and Chris looked at each other, biggest smile on your face as you fist bump him. "That movie was great! I don't think it's the last one, though. They always say it is and then boom! another one" You explain and Chris had a 'meh' look on his face.

"I don't know I'm not a big fan of it. It wasn't about Michael is was about that goofy lookin fucker. When Michael was on screen, he was fucking dying. So I really didn't like it"

"Whatever, Chris, you're entitled to your own wrong opinion" You shrug and he shoves your shoulder and you gasp, jumping over Nick and pushing Chris to the couch.

Nick and Matt jumped up and Matt grabbed your waist, holding you tightly close to him as Chris laughs. "What the fuck happened while we were sleeping?"

"Chris assaulted me so I defended myself"

"Oh eat my ass you were telling me my OPINION was wrong. It's an opinion you idiot" Chris threw a pillow as you and you laugh. You yawned and fell back on Matt's lap, closing your eyes.

"I'm tired" You yawn again and Matt runs a hand over your hair.

"I'm way too tired to drive" Matt lies and you smile under your arm. Nick gasps and slaps your leg, and you kick his.

"Breakfast in the morning togetherrr!" He sings and you snort, sitting up. "Okay, Yn who you sleeping with tonight?"

"Uhm.."

"She slept in my room the last time, so I don't want her loud snoring ass in my room again" Chris complained and you rolled your eyes.

"She can sleep in my room, Nick likes to kick people off beds" Matt and you stood up and Nick threw his hands in the air.

"Y'know you kick a guy off a bed 4 times and suddenly you're a bad guy" Nick sighs and stands up, taking the empty bowls to the sink while Chris turns the tv off and you all head to your rooms.

"Too tired to sleep, hm?" You whisper and he smiles, pushing your shoulder softly as he passes you going to the bathroom. You change into a pair of his shorts and a shirt, sliding under the covers and plugging your phone in and shutting your eyes.

The bathroom door squeaks open and footsteps stop. "Alright, just make yourself at home" He jumps on you and you grunt, Matthew laughing and turning off the light. He plugs his phone in and turns over to face you, studying your features as you slept.

You peeked an eye open and giggled. "You're staring"

"Uh, yeah. Sorry, goodnight" Matt turned over and you stared at his back, smiling and biting your lip. You shimmy over towards him, putting an arm over his waist. Matthew smiled and held your hand, and the both of you quickly fell asleep.

[mcytblrconfessions]

Jack Manifold looks like if you'd throw him at a wall he'd make the same sound as the hannah montana milk boot pillow

[flea-palace]

and if i say the wedding dress mannequin is erik's 19th century equivalent of the hannah montana milk pillow