#here’s the mood board!!!

[ebsmind]

Yes, Mr. President

“you know there’s only one girl i love”

read it here!

[pleaseeeimjustagirl]

Sunday Reset<3

[cyralith]

would love 2 see you make a minju mb !!! ❤️❤️❤️

︵︵ㅤ 𓏵 𓏵𓏵𐙚　⠀⠀₊⠀⠀　⟡ 　˖⠀𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓶𝔂

𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝗌𝗒𝗇͟𝖽͟𝗋͟𝘰𝗆𝖾   .ᐟ ♱ ׂ ִ

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[gtwshark]

chip as some of those silly little ms paint guys :3

[echosong971]

The Scrapped Watchman

[thevirgodoll]

the Doll Life: Socialite.

[delayeddrabbles]

s5 - post break up - rafe & sofia

When you're racing head first towards something that'll kill you in five seconds flat

sofia is watching that taylor swift "27 seconds" joe jonas interview on ellen on repeat.

rafe tells sarah what's going on but noone else.

the ring on the kitchen counter with a little post it note is a gut punch. "shit's gone. leftovers in the freezer. jerry kept an eye on the place - S" no hearts on her Is or smiley face after her name. straight. direct. to the point but also unbelievably kind.

a pile of his old shirts is already washed and folded in a donation box on the end of his bed.

rafe is constantly over at sarah and john b's and topper's in order to avoid being home alone.

sofia's mom is relieved they left her room just as she left it.

sofia's dad gives into the urge to ask what happened to the money and sofia is appauled.

most of the money ends up going towards covering her period of unemployment. she's pissed he convinced her to quit her job.

rafe is radio silent in portugal and so she has to face up to topper and kelce on the street and tell them they broke up.

barely anyone even knew they were engageed and that somehow makes it worse. they're both suffering in silence.

she purposely avoids any beach parties for the first month after she hears he's back.

sofia may or may not have impulsively told her boss exactly what she thought of him in the rush of finally quitting and he does not want to take her back.

she picks up a few odd jobs around town until she finds one that fits.

one of them is a server for a catering company and that's how they run into each other again. some kook girl's birthday party.

he's sulking. she's putting on her best customer service smile for a guy ordering a drink. her hair is up and her nails are short and bare. she's not dolled up. she's all business.

topper waves her over much to both of their dismay and she offers their group a plate of canapés in the most peppy chipper fake voice she can muster.

while he's not interested in the kook girl beside him he clamours for some kind of security blanket/body shield in sofia's terrifying presence. their proximity doesn't go unnoticed.

sofia's dissappointed that he seems to have gone straight back to the party boy again as if everything with her (and Sarah) hadn't happened.

sofia decides to go the next beach party with a revenge body outfit and with the intent of finding a rebound and rubbing it in his face. sure she did a lot wrong but he also dumped her abruptly and harshly and hasn't spoken to her in months. so she's rightfully feeling bitter and petty as well. two can play that game.

it works. he's unsuprsingly jealous. they fight on the beach.

she does sleep with other people. he wishes he could but he can't.

they both get petty and sneaky and flirty. purposely wearing certain outfits and doing certain ticks and stretches and gestures that they know turns the other on. at parties. at beach days. town events. bumping into each other on the street.

the first proper conversation they have is sofia congratulating sarah on being pregnant and the younger cameron being there forces them to interact civily.

once sarah disappears inside a store rafe awkwardly and gruffly apologises for being a dick the last few weeks. everything sofia hasn't been able to say or apologise for brims in her eyes. he's pulled away by sarah calling him.

she shows up at john b and sarah's house a few days later, having looked all over town for him. she wants to talk and apologise. he lets her in.

[afantasyoffiction]

this is a shoutout to all of writblr but specifically my mutuals because after two hours of sitting on my bedroom floor doomscrolling tumblr i somehow have energy and motivation to write again! i love having a place to go that makes me feel better not worse booktok could never

if u see me on here in the next hour or so while im supposed to be writing no u didn't

[cherimarie]

⠀ ׅ ೀ⠀swᥱetener ݁ . ྀི⠀

[merry-andrews]

Karl Heisenberg ( Resident evil 8)

[nicollekidman]

i actually feel exactly the same about part two as i do part one even though part two does have the dessner magic.... too many words to say mostly nothing, completely flat/same production that somehow ends in a Boring thirty-one track taylor swift album. definitely glimmers of something better and more interesting that are ultimately squashed by her own creative choices/collaborators and an inability to kill a single one of her darlings.... there are bright spots and songs i love! might make my own little 10-12 track playlist but i will not be listening to the majority of these songs pretty much ever again.

[melon-fodder]

“I’ll meet you tonight in the whispers when no one’s around. Nothing can stop us now.” - Wester, AFI

Quiet hours. Dry mouth after a nap. Forgotten scrunchies. Too hot showers. Long hugs. Love bites. Allergies and eye drops. Bubbling laughter. Rolling hips. A dislocated shoulder. A bloody tongue. Recovery position. “I’ve got you. I’m here.” Linked pinkies. Smiling into kisses. Tears of grief. Tears of joy.

[hyperstim]

🙀✰🍔✰🧇

✨️✰🌟✰🫶🏽

🗡✰🎶✰🪞

[ghostymarni]

I present my tech mood board for my next piece, I’m really excited about it

[schrodingersachillesheel]

"why do you ship jegulus??"

i ran out of solangelo content

[moodkip-moodboards]

Mudkip is always my current mood