#hi y’all 🥰

[aurorasgate]

my heart's like yours, listen to the sound, oh it feels like home when our hearts beat slow together💕

tee really freaking spoiled me with this comm😭🩷 i can’t stop looking at it my hearts feeling all funny fjfkfkfkf thank you again for this gorgeous art of us @taylersketches 😭🩷🩷🩷

[kelin-is-writing]

Yo… My man is truly majestic 🥰

[averagepsychouser]

I am SO FUCKING TIRED OF PEOPLE MAKING ARCADE A PUSSY WHAT THE FUCK

STOP MAKING HIM A FUCKING TWINK YOUR COURIER HAS TO SWOOP IN AND SAVE HE’S A SIX FOOT SOMETHING 35 YEAR OLD MAN STOP ACTING LIKE ALL GAY MEN ARE PUSSIES

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

web-weaving — eldest daughter syndrome

Repose – John Singer Sargent // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // Old Soul – The Highwomen // I Miss Her and I Blame You – MALINDA // Goodbye – MARINA // Surface Pressure – Encanto

Violet Sargent – John Singer Sargent // Study for Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose – John Singer Sargent // My Ego Dies at the End – Jensen McRae // You're On Your Own, Kid – Taylor Swift // The Hardest Part – Bre Kennedy and Hadley Kennary// Older Than I Am – Lennon Stella // seven – Taylor Swift

The Black Brook – John Singer Sargent // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // 26 – Carol Ades // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // You're Losing Me – Taylor Swift // champagne problems – Taylor Swift

Girl with a Sickle – John Singer Sargent // The Breakfast Table – John Singer Sargent // Surface Pressure – Encanto // Older Than I Am – Lennon Stella // Control – Bre Kennedy // Surface Pressure – Encanto // Old Soul – The Highwomen

A Dinner Table at Night – John Singer Sargent // this is me trying – Taylor Swift // Let the Rain – Sara Bareilles // The Hardest Part – Bre Kennedy and Hadley Kennary // Half Truths – JOSEPH // this is me trying – Taylor Swift

[lilliganart]

Art by Shun Saeki, Shokugeki no Sanji, Colouring by me!!!

[hannibalspubes]

Some of y’all could not handle Hannibal season 4 when will graham walks out with wrinkles and a  receding hairline. I’ve seen the fan art, I’ve read the fanfics- as soon as will graham isn’t “twinkable” yall would loose interest. Stop lying to yourself.

Me and my mutuals tho we want to fuck that old man

[lightningboltreader]

It’s TK Strand in his bed, curled up as the little spoon against his chest. 

Carlos doesn’t dare reach for his phone to learn the time but he can tell that it’s too dark for morning. He closes his eyes, exploring the possibility of going back to sleep. It’s no use. His blood is on a joyride through his veins, spreading tingly fires to the tips of his toes and fingers in his heart’s excitement.

The logical part of his brain attempts to explain the electric bursts he feels as simple physical attraction to the miles of smooth skin and the delicious scent of this man, but Carlos knows better. Holding TK in his arms, skin against skin, is meant to be.

Thanks @ironheartwriter @paperstorm @lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo and @bonheur-cafe for the tags 💕

Np soft shoulder taps @birdclowns @captain-gillian @emsprovisions

@heartstringsduet @carlos-in-glasses @strandnreyes @rmd-writes @welcometololaland

@certifiedflower @iboatedhere @theghostofashton @three-drink-amy

@anactualcaseofthetruth @sanjuwrites

[giggly-squiggily]

Excuse me while I literally scream-

I have found what I deem to be the cutest tickle scene ever

(Spoilers for Cupid Parasite Sweet and Spicy Darling under the cut!)

ALLAN IS TICKLISH AHHH 😭😭😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

HELP I CANNOT- HE’S GOT A LOUD LAUGH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AHZNANZNWNS 😭😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🥰🥰🥰🥰

I mean- I already loved him before discovering this but YALL- 😭😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Excuse me while I plan and write all the Lee!Allan fics upon discovering this I am literally on cloud nine this was so freaking CUTE-

[j00stkl31n]

🍒He’s such a cute dork ugh🍒

[leonsliga]

Q: Who would you trust the most?

Really depends on the favor, but I have many guys I can rely on. If it’s really important, then I’d probably call Joshua (Kimmich). 

Special thanks to @deep-blue-painted-golden for the translation help ❤️

[threnodians]

you wouldn’t purchase a boyfriend... (i would)

[chayatorns]

Sneak peak which means we’re really getting weak hero class 2 and to see Lee junyoung in his villain era 💕

[spinsterennui]

Took most of the day off. Went shopping and got this awesome skeleton body pillow:

Is that the greatest or what 😂💀

[residentrookie]

heyyy so here’s an @jegulus-microfic prompt from september 13th that i never got around to posting :D

9/13 prompt: water; wc: 950 (the one where jegulus has an elevator meet cute :))

It’s 7 in the morning and Regulus Black is royally fucking pissed off.

He has a right to be, in all fairness. Anyone has the right to be pissed off when their alarm never goes off and instead they wake up to the sound of water leaking through their ceiling, dripping out a staccato rhythm on the wooden floors. He’d had enough time to kick a metal mixing bowl under the stream of water and send a strongly worded email to his landlord before he had to rush away for work, already half an hour late.

The elevator creaks now as it descends to the ground floor, just one more thing that needs fixing in this ancient fucking building. He should have known not to rent out such an old apartment, but the wooden floors and incredible view from the massive windows in his living room had ultimately swayed him. This is what he gets for choosing aesthetic over someplace practical.

“Have you heard about the leak on the 14th floor?”

The voice behind him makes Regulus jump, sending his phone clattering loudly to the floor. Before this exact second, he’d been clueless to another person being on this elevator with him.

“Holy sh—” he smothers his curse and turns his head in time to catch the stranger bending down to retrieve the phone that had landed near his feet.

“Sorry about that,” the stranger laughs, dimples fully on display as he straightens. “Didn’t mean to scare you. I thought you knew I was here.”

Regulus blinks and recognition quickly floods his brain.

Oh god. It’s him. Elevator Guy. The hot tenant that lives somewhere above Regulus, seeing that he always stays on after Regulus reaches his floor. Every time Regulus found himself in an elevator with this man he was immensely grateful for the plethora of reflective surfaces so he could look and look as much as he pleased without ever being caught. God, the dark eyes, the broad shoulders, the way he so often leans up against the railing with his hip, headphones dangling from his ears…

Regulus comes to his senses, realizing he’s staring like an idiot. He reaches to take the phone that’s still extended to him.

“It’s… fine.”

They’re talking. They’re actually talking and it’s the one fucking morning that Regulus doesn’t have his shit together. Right now is the only time they’ve been in this tiny metal chamber together that Regulus hasn’t planned out a script in his head just in case they happen to bump arms or go for a button at the same moment. Something witty or dry, just short enough to make the stranger want more.

“So… the pipe?” Elevator Guy asks, his face looking more concerned the longer Regulus continues to stare blankly. “Apparently they sent out a memo to let us know a water pipe burst.”

“Yeah I got that memo in the form of water pouring from my ceiling,” Regulus replies darkly, realizing too late he probably sounds entirely off putting. The stranger doesn’t seem to mind, instead shaking his head.

“Shit, that’s unlucky.”

As are so many things this morning, it seems.

Regulus sighs, facing forward to stop himself from ogling the poor man. “That’s what I get for living on the 13th floor.”

“Oh?” the stranger asks and Regulus is quick to fill in the blanks.

“Yeah, they’re uh, supposedly haunted. And the ghosts in this building seem to take their jobs very seriously.”

The stranger laughs, drawing Regulus’ eyes back to him in time to see his whole fight light up with his smile. “Oh my god, they really do. My bathroom door literally never stays shut. Like I’ll intentionally close it at night and by the next morning it’s wide open. I swear it’s like some kind of paranormal anomaly, but my parents just think there’s a draft I don’t know about. Maybe I’m the crazy one.”

“You’re definitely not,” Regulus interjects with a frown. “This building is like 150 years old. Sometimes I lay awake at night and wonder how many people have died in my bedroom.”

Fucking hell, Regulus sounds like a freak. He’s blowing this, he is totally blowing this.

“Mm. Probably dozens,” the stranger replies with an easy smile. Regulus notices suddenly how close they’re standing and tries to stay still, savoring the proximity. “But I bet there’s hundreds of them floating around this whole place, causing mayhem where they can. Or I don’t know, maybe they’re benevolent ghosts,” his eyes slide over the Regulus. “Maybe I should be thanking them.”

Regulus is incredulous and more than a little flustered. “T-thanking the ghosts? Why?”

“Because I’ve been trying to get you alone in an elevator for months and that pipe bursting is the first thing to make it happen for me.”

He’s not, he knows he’s not, but Regulus might as well be in a fucking freefall down the elevator shaft. That’s what it feels like anyway, like his stomach has bottomed out and all his organs are rising up to his throat, the swooping sensation nearly overwhelming.

Before Regulus can begin to fetch the fleeting thoughts from his absent brain, the elevator dings, a signal that it’s reached the ground floor. The stranger steps out easily, like he hasn’t ripped the rug right out from Regulus’ feet. He turns, a sly smile on his face.

“I’m James,” he says. Then he holds out his hand. Regulus, in a haze, nearly takes it, but before he can, something small and white is dropped into his palm. He looks down with a startled blink.

“My number,” James provides. “In case you didn’t believe me before, I’ve had that in my pocket for almost two months now.”

[penisbrigade]

saw someone say if castiel was a girl, dean would’ve gone to town with him within like two episodes, and now i want a ff where cas gets turned into a girl but doesn’t really change other than that and dean has to deal with the realization that hes really in love with his best friend and he just didn’t notice til now bc he has serious internalized homophobia💔

[crossbackpoke-check]

Looks like that video is about a month & a half after The Trade and trevors broken ankle 😣

re: this video… anon 😭 i had suspicions but it is so much worse to have them confirmed that really was like. trevor’s first Public Appearance without jamie AND post-broken ankle which is traumatic in and of itself no wonder every beat reporter was like ‘oh yeah trevor’s just devastated’

wouldn’t you be miserable too if your best friend just got traded and your body betrayed you and what if it was maybe all your fault!!!