#if you know me no you don’t

[its-difficult-being-a-diety]

Based on that photo of Eric sitting in Gene's lap ✨️

[marsipain]

OKAY

1. yes i have an excuse 2. no it isn’t a good one 3. idc though because it’s really fucking funny

This was made from me thinking that if Cole or Zane were to die again, it would be really fucking funny if Kai tried coping through being a bunny suit waiter or something

[ruuhkaaika]

i am so normal about slay the princess

[whoreticulturebabe]

Simply getting hotter and hotter🖤

[list4r]

Calista ! She/her twenty

my side blog where I’ll post random drabbles + written works

jjk centric blog • not spoiler free

only rules are to be respectful and mdni

[gl1tchrix]

Joining the club

I really didn’t understand the obsession with older male celebrities for the longest time. People losing their goddamn minds over Pedro Pascal, Oscar Isaac, Tom Hiddleston, etc. (all the respect to them tho)

and then I discovered Christian Borle, who’s the broadway equivalent. And never have I ever wanted so desperately to be someone’s controversially young partner. To everyone who simped for older men, I’m sorry for judging you, because now I’ve joined you.

[puppygirl-perhaps]

Thinking about posting puppy girl tits…would the void like to see that or no…👍👎

[justabrokenheartedangel]

just been talking with someone in my family about the past & it's always crazy how random awful memories pop up & to realize how traumatizing my past/childhood really was. it makes me want to bawl my eyes out every time for little me who went through all these things & how i've probably never really processed a lot of it no matter the crazy amount of therapy i've sat through. i kept comparing my trauma to those of other people in the past & i used to think mine wasn't valid at all compared to others which makes me so sad these days as well.

i want to go back & hold baby me & never let her go or bring her somewhere safe & protected & loving. who's cutting onions 😭 it makes me understand why little me keeps coming out in situations that overwhelm or trigger me, making me act like a child. i hate how i have to work so much harder on things most people do with ease & how i ruin relationships with everyone around me when all i want is to be "seen & loved" (the michael langdon reference byee-). it's like something in me says "nah you don't deserve this, go sabotage it for yourself", my brain is my worst enemy. (and my bpd) it hurts so bad & years go by with nothing changing even though i keep working so hard. that's why i often don't want to exist. it's so incredibly painful & exhausting. meanwhile others with similar/worse trauma get their shit together (not trying to compare myself anymore but still). anyway okay enough venting for tonight, might need some extra medication though.

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wip that I’m working on of a new profile pic for my discord bc my old one is now 5ish years old, but the last one and the one before that were also slimes that I’ve drawn - my @ has to do with slime, etc etc; wanted to share bc I feel like my illustrative ability has improved vastly since the last time I did this, even if the tedious parts still feel remarkably daunting

[all-neonandhazy]

Yeah I got my nails done purple for Agatha because I base my entire personality around television shows

[imonfireandthatsfine]

Someone forced me to so.....fishnet Caine....that also has thick thighs.....

[bharv]

I have a Haarlep/Raphael/f!Tav kinkfic idea that is such utter poison and it won’t leave me alone. This game truly has poisoned my soul

[fairyycoffin]

elias is such a manwhore boytoy

[whoreticulturebabe]

♥︎𝒞𝓇𝓎𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎♥︎

[hii-hawaiiu]

Accidents

A/N: uhh this is my first fic so.. i apologize if it's shitty so please bear with me

might make a pt 2 if it goes well

to which jisung's can't skate for dear life's clumsy ass bumped into a girl.

or..

in which the reader hates when accidents happen to her except maybe it's not so bad after all?

Han Jisung x reader

[stat: currently going feral for him]

(you can actually imagine who ever you want since i dont mention han anywhere but i swear he'll eventually come out in pt.2)

Song - Paper rings by Taylor Swift

word count: 1.3k

“SHIT” Cussed out a boy on his way to let his (sorry) ass (not so) gracefully land on the ice. On his way falling he bumped into a speeding girl. She took a few steps back steadying herself.

Rotating facing the boy, daggers thrown against the nape of his head. All the murderous intentions vanished when she faced him, planting his ass on the ice letting his upper body fall on the ice. Clenching his hands moving it up and down as if he’s a little child throwing a tantrum. Chuckling lightly at his little tantrum she reached out her hand. The boy raised his head up, staring at the hand above him. He squinted, making out the face of a girl. the boy huffed in embarrassment and defeat reaching up for her hard.

Scoffing at her he stumbles his way up greeted by a series of snorts and chuckles. “I-it’s not funny!” He stuttered out of embarrassment. Looking down, ears and cheeks clearly red from their encounterment. Pulling on his hair as he screamed hiding his face in his hands facing up to see her, eyes shift everywhere except her eyes. Grinning at him widely “come on… it’s pretty funny” stomach hurting from hurling out of laughter cheeks hurting from smiling too long. 

Nevertheless, Jihyo [could only think of mother [stream killin’ me good]] saw that unexplainable and rare scenery of her younger sister talking to a person; a guy to be exact talking as if they’ve known each other for decades. She smiles to herself taking a picture of them together for err memories her friend came to her with a questioning glance she tilts her head towards them smiling at her friend.

“First time?” asked the girl after practically begging him to stop hiding his face and when he didn’t want to, she wrestled his arms, prying them away. Him; a complete stranger. “That obvious?” he blurted out with his dignity finally looking into her dark cold eyes lingering. It took him a moment to come back to his senses, clearing his throat as he settled his eyes on the icy floor.

She tilts her head sideways forming a small and light smile she brings her right arm in front of her chest shaking it sideways as a symbol of 50/50 as she scrunches her nose. The girl noticed a school of teenagers her age looking and pointing at them while whispering. “Your friends?” she pointed out straightening her back making her look extra taller than he is. “Yea actually, they dragged me here.” he chuckled out looking back at the memory. 

See, the boy has never liked the ice. His friends had always talked about it, but he always managed to chicken out. Nonetheless, this time his friends had a plan to drag him into the skating rink. Literally. Changbin eyed Chan urging him to take the upper half while he took his lower. Chan grabbed both his arms while Changbin grabbed his legs carrying him effortlessly as if he's some ragdoll. Stumbling on his shoes he cried out a pathetic help to the people in the mall (no one stopped to make sure he’s ok.)

“Want me to help you?” she offered softly, her voice sounds like music in his ears is what I would say if it were true which isn’t. She offered him in a low awkward voice twirling to show off her [basic] skating skills. She reached out her hand hoping he would take her offer. He stared at her hand not knowing what to do. So he ran. Well he wobbly skates away like a newborn penguin from her back to his friends. Scooting against the railing slowly even a snail on ice is way faster than he is. She sighed looking at the now empty space in front of her. She leaned her back onto the railing regretting what she did ‘well, that went well.’  She thought to herself having an internal pity party over someone she doesn’t know. And a guy for that matter could've been a girl could’ve been a cat but a boy? That was the last thing she would have ever expected. 

A boy bumped into her just as she was about to skate away, not just any boy that’s right it’s him. “Hey! Where are you going?” the boy rushed up onto his feet quickly holding her hand. “Come on! What are you waiting for? I don’t want to spend another second knowing that i’m gonna fall on my ass every time I take a step.” he took a slow and careful step forward repeating what she did before; holding his hand out for her to take which leaves the poor girl confused he just left her for his friends and now he came back? That question wrecked her brain. Nevertheless, she still took his hand.

The rest of the afternoon went on as a blur of laughter, jokes, silly questions and mostly falls. She took [more than] a couple of photos as a keepsake ignoring all his complaints. She felt happier and more alive than she had ever been in a long time. Losing track of time they both didn’t realize that the amazing time they had had come to an end rushing out of the rink and into the mall she had realized that she had known nothing about him, not even his name. She went back to the rink telling her sister she left something she ran as fast as her legs could take her. She was too late. He's gone. Nowhere to be found. She went out of the rink sulking when she saw her older sister waiting for her “got what you need?” Jihyo asked her clearly out of breath complaining how tired she is from running across the mall just to make sure she’s okay. That is what yn said when in reality she took all the time in the world and she even slowed her walking pace. Her little sister nodded clearly disappointed and tired [cause she RAN there to catch a BOY -that mind you- she knew nothing of].

[froggieco]

Being a fictive is so weird like

You literally know someone in such intimate detail but also extremely not

Like you're my stepdad but also you're him from when he was 12 and doesn't remember me like shit is wild man