#it’s her birthday 🍁🍁🍁

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy (spider) Canada Day!!

[spooky-spextre-arts]

✨Ay, Mariposa...✨🦋

[catboy-syrup]

People will complain like "I tried to make a video of me pranking someone but they ended up overreacting!!!! can people just not take pranks anymore???" and then the prank was either:

1. stealings someones personal belongings and then refusing to give it back and them 'overreacting' was them literally having to call the cops or resort to violence just to get it back.

2. Stealing someones food and eating all of it directly in front of them, and then refusing to even at least pay them back what they paid for the food, and them 'overreacting' when them flipping their ship or getting hostile cause literally what else are you gonna do when someone steals you're food and not only eats it in front of you but turns away and pushes you away when you try to get it back.

3. Literally attempting to kidnap someone, and them 'overreacting' was them either getting mad at you/cut oof contact with you for, oh you know, literally convincing them they were having their life threatens, or once again, they showed hostility, this time out of self-defense cause how else is someone gonna fucking react when put them through a potentially traumatizing experience cause you thought you could turn a real-life terrifying event into a joke

[hxntresses]

grey eyes lazily roll; he hasn't been paying attention to class all week, so of course, the moment he does tune in, he's got no clue whatever it is the professor is going on about. mercury hadn't been keen about this whole becoming a student scheme cinder had posed from the very beginning. his father never cared for things like traditional education, though mercuy wasn't stupid by any means; he'd just never had the pleasure of classroom learning. and rather take this as an opportunity, the young man enjoyed messing around, particularly annoying pyrrha nikos. it wasn't that he hated the girl, but he'd caught her attention when their little spar, so why not enjoy such attention ? ❛❛ i heard it was tradition to skip classes on your special day ❜❜ the sliver - haired man hums, leaning back in his chair. that's what emerald claimed, though neither of them had experience with schooling or birthday celebrations.

happy ( late ) birthday pyrrah !! hope you don’t mind me throwing this annoying man at her ~ this is probably the closest anyone can get to befriending him . . . soooo, just ignore his antics !!

Normally, Pyrrha wouldn't engage in conversation whilst a professor was talking. However... this was Professor Port's class, and the man currently seemed to be in the middle of one of his never-ending stories. Besides, the fact that the Haven student had somehow discovered it was her birthday surprised her - even though, really, it probably shouldn't. It seemed like every aspect of her life was public knowledge at this point.

"I've never 'skipped class'..." She glances to the grey-haired boy, brow furrowing slightly as she notices how he was leaning in his chair. She had to wonder if Mercury had attended a primary combat school - or if he was one of the few who made it into a Huntsman Academy without previous schooling. It would explain his apparent disinterest in his education.

"Today is... just like any other day." She smiles sheepishly. How she wished everyone else would see it that way, and not shower her with even more special treatment. "It would be silly of me to miss out on my studies just because today is the day I was born."

[jflemings]

— loose lips sink ships pt7

pairing: jessie fleming x reader

synopsis: a light begins to shine at the end of the tunnel

warnings: shorter than i wanted it to be 🥴

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍁 ⋅ ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

jessie rounds the corner slowly, almost like you’re going to bolt. her face softens and she leans her hip on the counter “i don’t… i don’t know if i have one”

you visibly deflate at jessie’s words. on one hand, you’re relieved to know that she didn’t do it out of malice, but on the other, the way a simple lie slipped off her tongue so easily didn’t feel good. you didn’t want to question your whole relationship with jessie, but you were beginning to think that maybe you had too.

you sighed. “is there anything else you’ve lied to me about?”

she tucks her wet hair behind her ear “other than birthday presents, surprises and the few times i’ve had to lie to you about what time an event started so we could arrive on time? no.” she says with a small smile “i’ve been nothing but honest with you through our whole relationship. every time i’ve told you that i love you, that i would do anything for you, that there’s no one else in the world for me. i meant it. i don’t have an excuse or an answer you want and, i’m sorry for that, but it was never my intention to lie to you about my previous relationship.”

you take in everything she’s saying, listen to every word intently, and pause for a moment. she looks more confident standing in front of you now — unlike how she was when you first walked in — and you can’t help but begin to relent.

sitting on a bar stool, you drop the charger and your keys onto the counter, propping your feet on the footrest. for the first time since you walked in you take in the appearance of your shared apartment and your girlfriend. there’s a few dirty dishes in the sink, the shoe rack by the front door is in disarray, and if you look down the hallway you think you can see dirty laundry on the bedroom floor. then you look at jessie, and begin to notice how worn she looks. her eyes aren’t lively like they usually are and she looks like she hasn’t slept. you purse your lips.

“have you slept?” you question abruptly with your eyes narrowed at her

jessie squirms under your gaze “uh— no. not really”

you nod towards the barstool that’s opposite you and kick it out from the bench so she can sit down. the canadian hesitates for a moment before doing as you wordlessly asked, keeping the towel secure around her as she sits and shuffles to get comfortable.

“have you eaten?”

“that’s irrelevant”

“jessie” you level her with a look and hook your foot around the leg of the stool, dragging it towards you.

jessie looks towards the fridge “i was just about to make myself something”

silence once again begins to suffocate you. you don’t know where to go from here, especially after she told you that there was no rhyme or reason for her apparent mistake and as you sit in front of her, you don’t know if you want to kiss or kill her.

you’re angry at her for something so careless so early on, for telling you a lie about something and somebody so important to her. this wasn’t a college fling — this was jessie’s first love.

“you never answered my question about your old feelings resurfacing” you say quietly.

jessie looks into your eyes “there’s no romantic feelings” she says without missing a beat “none at all”

“why didn’t you just tell me that before?”

“because,” she rubs her hand over her brow bone “what i felt when i saw her again was hard to explain. it wasn’t love, but it was a sense of nostalgia. i hadn’t seen her since before i left for london and, i don’t know, i couldn’t really pin point what i was feeling at the time”

“i don’t think i understand” your voice cracks “how can you be nostalgic over a past relationship but feel nothing towards her?”

jessie pauses in contemplation for a moment before grabbing your hand and holding it firm in her own. “because by the time olivia and i split up i had fallen out of love with her. we had held on for the last few months until i started getting offers from clubs overseas but it was clear to the both of us that it was over”

she squeezes your hand “she was my first love, that’s true, but you are the one i want to be with for the rest of my life. i’m sorry that my actions made you doubt everything, and i’m sorry that i let you walk out without even trying to give you a real explanation, but please believe me. i don’t feel anything towards olivia”

your eyes glass over as you tip your head back to look at the ceiling. you believe her. you know you believe the love of your life. but you just can’t shake the way you felt when you walked out on her. the way the betrayal caved in your heart and made it hard to breathe was something you never want to experience again, especially not as the hands of someone as warm as jessie.

“you really hurt me, jess” a shaky breath stutters it’s way out of your throat as you look her in the eyes again “and i never, ever, want to feel that way again”

“i never want to make you feel that way again,” she squeezes your hand again and tears brim her eyes “and i’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you give me the chance”

“i think i’m still going to stay at sam’s, at least for the rest of the week”

disappointment flashes across jessie’s face before she gives you a small smile “okay, just let me know if you need anything for the rest of the week”

“i’m gonna grab some clean clothes whilst i’m here”

jessie nods and stands “okay. i’ll just be getting changed” she jerks her thumb back towards the bathroom “don’t mind the state of the bedroom”

jessie retreats back to the bathroom whilst you grab your duffel from the couch and head for the bedroom. you were right, it was a bit of a mess. at least by jessie’s standards.

it was weird to see the room in such general disorder considering the fact that your girlfriend was so good at keeping her space clean. you pick things up off the floor and throw them into the dirty washing before beginning to pull out your own clean clothes, grabbing at least three more day’s worth of things you’re going to need.

you also straighten up the bed and throw the small amount of rubbish that has accumulated before jessie comes back into the bedroom, a look of apology already on her face. her eyes go slightly wide when she walks in.

“you didn’t have to clean up my mess. i can do it myself”

you shrug and zip up your bag once you’re sure you have enough pairs of socks “yeah, but i was in here anyway and you do the same for me all the time”

“thank you” she says, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her hoodie “and you should take the ice pack, you know the one you fill up instead of freeze? it’ll probably be more comfortable on your nose”

your eyes soften “i will” you step towards her and put a hand on her face softly, searching her eyes before giving her a quick kiss on the corner of her mouth. her face goes ablaze. “i love you,” you say to her softly “and i’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

jessie’s hand cups yours “okay”

you pat her face lovingly and pull away, heading out of the bedroom before you look over your shoulder “please eat something”

“i will” she responds, a blush still dusting her freckled cheeks.

your heart flutters as you leave the apartment as quietly as you came, the weight lifting off your shoulders with ease. your relationship wasn’t back to where it was before, but you no longer felt like jessie was beginning to be out of your reach like you had for the past few days. at the very least you knew that she still loved you and for the moment, that’s all that mattered.

[sammaggs]

3x01 Burning Down the House | Impressive

🚨🚨🚨ANOTHER TWO MINUTE CONTINUOUS LONG SHOT🚨🚨🚨NO CUTS🚨🚨🚨

Including RAY’S INTRODUCTION !!!!!

The amount of stage business going on here—extras coming in and out of the scene, Huey and Jimmy having side conversations with Fraser and Ray, Elaine with her headdress, Janey, the business with the file folders—is SO MUCH.

Not to mention the acting?? The monologues??? How many times would you have to say “Lennon and McCartney, Leopold and Loeb” without screwing it up while the camera—MOVING BACKWARDS—doesn’t even focus on you before you got it right??

These scenes in Burning Down the House astound me. There’s another post on here that talks about how Paul Gross took over due South in season three, peed all over its leg, and growled. And like. That’s this. THAT’S THIS.

This is theatre INSIDE TV. SO GOOD.

Happy 27th birthday Burning Down the House (Sept. 14, 1997!!)🍁🇨🇦

due South Long Shots [one] [two] [three]

[jumpy-buggy-33]

⚡️☀️MY PAGE☀️⚡️

🪐She/Her🪐

Names-Bugg, B, Bugz, Brenna(my irl name), one of the fast ones, Brenn, Brenns, Brenanana(my mom calls me that)

Birthday-April 14

‼️Minor‼️

‼️⚠️NO NSFW(the only things remotely spicy that I draw would be tongue kissing or neck bites really, nothing else), HOMOPHOBIA, QUEERPHOBIA, TRANSPHOBIA, RACISM, ETC⚠️‼️

☀️🌼S A F E S P A C E🌼☀️

🌙FANDOMS I’M IN🌙

💫Murder Drones, Lego Monkie Kid, Ninjago, Helluva Boss, Hazbin Hotel, IT, The Priory of the Orange Tree(no idea if that’s an actual fandom but I love the book), Mouthwashing💫

🎋Stuff You Will See🎋

-Art

-Rants

-sketchbook art

-digital art

🌸Ships You Will See🌸

-spicynoodles

-shadowpeach

-nuzi

-PinkLemonade, LizVee, Fizzy, Vlizzy(ship for v and Lizzy)

-tholl(maybe)(ship between Thad and doll)

-chimera(maybe not much)

-dragonfruit(again, not much)

-radioapple

-huskerdust

Ummm might be more idk

🌼🌸AUs/etc🌸🌼

“Stop Talking.”

(Not many so far)

⚡️🌊PEOPLE THAT YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY FOLLOW BECAUSE THEY HAVE AMAZING ART🌊⚡️

@keykittygirl

@ollie-arts67

@oddlyvoid

@rat-king463

@reksi-goooo

@night-terrorzz

@echofall

@psychoaddison

@thebritishdragon

@ashmeertheimp

@french-therapist

@lost-terrorzz

@blossomnightshade

@zilverfish-74

@cotton-ii-creme

@shadowmonkieking

@snsp6

@monsterartt

@lemonboywriter

@lyn3y0nard0

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[flowery-mess]

Midnights of October🍁🧡🎃

October 31st

Trick or treating with kids and celebrating Noah's birthday

warnings: Noah pictured as a dad, not edited lol

taglist: @concreteangel92 @sorrowsofsilence @lma1986 @stardustsirenmelody @dream-machine-love @mrsnoahsebastian (let me know if you want to be tagged or deleted!😊)

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Modnights of October masterlist

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„I’ll do my best Y/N.“ Nick said through the phone.

„Thank you, just let me know when he leaves your place.“

Milo and Thea asked you to do birthday surprise for Noah’s birthday and how could you say no to them. So you asked Nick and the boys to keep Noah entertained for the whole day on October 30th, so you and the kids can make cake and wrap presents for him.

“Mom how old is dad?” Thea asked you while you put her on the kitchen desk.

“He’ll be 29 tomorrow.”

“Wow he’s old.” You chuckled at that reaction.

“So, we’re making chocolate cake with number 29 on top made with strawberries, right?” you summoned the plan to your little helpers who nodded their heads at you.

“Remember it’s surprise Thea, you can’t tell dad.” Milo reminded Thea in the most ‘older brother’ way you could imagine. As an answer, Thea locked her mouth with imaginary key and then threw it away.

Thea was interested in the cake baking for whole 5 minutes, after that she occasionally came to steal strawberry or chocolate chip.

Milo was really helpful with mixing the ingredients and then decorating the cake. Thea then came with an idea to stick pictures of things Noah likes in the cake, so you had to print out a picture of Skye from Paw patrol (Thea made him say he likes her), you printed picture of Milo and Thea and then Milo said you should also print a picture of you, because Noah loves you.

When you were done you hid the cake in the storage fridge and went to clean the kitchen so Noah can’t see any evidence of chocolate.

“Cake done.” You said and ticked it off your paper. “Now let’s wrap presents for daddy.”

“Mom can I give daddy this plushie?” Thea asked you with the plush dinosaur in her hands. Mind you it’s not even hers, it’s Milo’s. She’s a literal threenager with her attitude of ‘I don’t give a shit’.

“That’s mine!” Milo says and takes it from her hands. Milo on the other hand is 5 years old, but acting at least twice his age. He’s very helpful and takes a lot after Noah. He’s taking his role of the man in the house very seriously when Noah is away. He always helps with cleaning the toys, he helps you carry some stuff from the grocery store and he plays with Thea. He also gives you the biggest hugs and cuddles, so you’re not sad while Noah is away.

You gave the kids a budget for Noah’s presents earlier in the week and took them to a shopping mall so they could choose what they want.

Milo chose a t-shirt with printed picture of all four of you. Thea chose a pink airplane pillow with cat ears and candy. Well at least it’s useful for Noah’s travels.

When everything was wrapped, you put it away so Noah couldn’t see it until tomorrow and then clean the mess you all made.

He just left. Text from Nick appeared on your screen just when you put the last presents under the kids bed.

-

The next morning you were woken up by four little legs running in your bedroom, then jumping in your bed and yelling “Happy birthday dad!”

“Oh wow, thank you.” Noah took them both to lay down with you, attacking them with kisses.

“Group hug.” Thea yelled in her little voice.

You and the kids laid on top of Noah and started singing him happy birthday song. Noah didn’t have a choice with celebrating his birthday since the kids got the concept of birthdays. They didn’t understand why someone wouldn’t want to eat cake and get presents, so Noah had to push through and he became more fond of it when he saw their faces lit up with joy when he was surprised from the gifts they got him.

After few minutes you send Thea and Milo to brush their teeth and change their clothes so you could have a moment with Noah.

“Happy birthday love.” You whispered one more time, brushing Noah’s nose with yours.

“Thank you.” He smiled back at you and grabbed your chin to pull you into a kiss.

“I hope you’re going to have fun today.” You laid your head on Noah’s chest.

“Who wouldn’t have fun dressed as Dipsy?” Noah’s answer was followed by laugh from both of you.

You’re going trick or treating with the kids later and wanted to have family costume and Thea came up with one. You’re going as Teletubbies, which is one of her latest favorite shows to watch.

You spent the next few minutes cuddling with Noah, enjoying the calm before the storm.

“Let’s feed our little monsters.”

-

“Dad you have to put the hat on.” Thea commanded Noah when you were ready to leave the house.

Thea and Milo had full on costumes of Laa Laa and Po, you and Noah got away with just green and purple t-shirts and hats with ornaments.

You planned on trick or treating in your neighbourhood and then meet at Matt’s house with everyone for a little Halloween gathering.

You’d start at your older neighbour’s house who would had a genuine laugh at your costumes, saying it’s a cute one and then take a lap around the whole neighbourhood.

“Okay everyone ready?” you asked after you closed the car door and looked over your shoulder to see if the kids were strapped in and had their buckets.

“Yes!” they yelled together.

-

At Matts house it was pure mess. Kids everywhere, fighting over who got more candy, candy wrappers on the floor.

Noah and the boys were making dinner outside while you talked with the other girls about kids or who’s coming with the boys on the next tour. You also had to take Thea’s candy bucket, because if she’d eat some more she would be impossible to put in bed later.

When the sun started to set Milo whispered in your ear “When are we going to celebrate daddy’s birthday?” and that was when you knew it was time to go home.

On the way back home your kids kept exchanging looks and mysterious laughs in the back seats.

“And what are you two up to huh?” Noah asked them, looking at them through the mirror.

“Nothing.” Thea said very trustworthy.

-

Back home you send kids to change into some comfy clothes while you and Noah put the costumes and candy away. Then you send Noah to put some movie on and get the living room ready for movie night.

You told Milo and Thea to get ready with their presents and went to get the cake.

“Shh Thea. We’re going to sing at the count of three, okay?” you looked at Milo and Thea for confirmation and started walking in the direction of the living room.

When you were about to reach the main room of your house you silently counted to three and then you all started singing.

Noah turned around with genuine surprise on his face. Thea started jumping around him while still singing, you and Milo standing still in front of him.

“Make a wish daddy!” Milo told Noah when he went to blow candles on the cake.

“What did you wish for daddy?” Thea asked, already eyeing the chocolate cake.

“That’s a secret, you’re not supposed to tell or it won’t happen.” Noah explained the point to Thea and picked her up. “What is this? A surprise birthday party? With all of you?” Noah asked looking at you.

“Yeah, I hope you didn’t think we would miss a celebration of your birthday?”

“Let’s have a cake then.” Noah kissed your forehead and led you to kitchen with his hand on your lower back.

After having sweet treat in the form of the cake you made with your little ones, you made Noah open the presents.

“Wow travel pillow, I wanted that!” In the case of Thea’s gift Noah didn’t have to act surprised, because he was, but also wasn’t, knowing his daughter.

“Oh Milo, that’s amazing! I’m going to take that on tour as well.” Noah’s eyes were full of love for his kids, looking at the t-shirt you helped Milo make, with the picture Bryan took of you just a few months ago.

“Last but not least.” Noah picked up box from you and opened it. He really saved the best for last, his eyes looking at you with slight hint of happy tears in them.

You got Noah custom made bracelet in silver, with three little silver plates and each of them has written name in its own handwriting. On the left is Milo’s, yours in the middle and Thea’s on the right.

“Thank you.” Was all Noah could get out before his voice would crack from holding the tears in. He gave kiss to all three of you and of course put everything on to show you how he fits everything you got him.

After the little party you all cuddled up on your couch and started the movie Noah chose, you and Noah on each side with Milo and Thea in between.

You felt Noah’s hand intertwining with yours with gentle squeeze, so you turned your head to look at him.

“Thank you,” he mouthed silently, “for everything.”

And he meant it, and you knew. He’s thankful for you, the kids, the house you two got yourselves, for time spent together just like today. He hates leaving you when he’s going on tour, but it also made him appreciate his little family more.

[aleksa-sims]

Simself Story

🍂🎂🍁

It was the beginning of October and my Birthday. That's why Ana, Philip, the Kids & I had lunch together. Nothing special, we were just hungry and wanted to hang out together. Nico was not at home, as usual, but he will be back at the weekend. His Mom planned a little birthday party for me. Last year she was in the middle of moving and well, now she got.... that great idea, a party for me. Although I didn’t want- or expected that from her. Anyway. Now to Sandra...

CW: violence mention (Previous/Next)

Sandra should have been here today too, but she canceled. A friend of Dario’s invited her and him to his own party. Today of all days on my birthday! I didn’t know if it was just an excuse, because Dario had something against it, or if it really was true? Since she told me about this story of Dario's ex-girlfriend, I wasn't that sure anymore what to think about D., yk? I talked to Sandra about it. She seemed fine. She was happy with him. But also Dario, he acted as usual, he was nice to me, when I brought up this story of his ex. He told me, that girl was violent, not him! Dario had/has a scar on his face (burn mark). He never told us where he got it from, he didn’t want to talk about it. It made him uneasy & he felt ugly with his scar. But he didn’t look bad. He was quite handsome tbh. Nevertheless I understood him, so I didn't ask him about it anymore. But now Dario has told us, how he got his scar. His ex was jealous and tried to burn his face while he slept. Supposedly she wanted to pour acid in his face. He got up and could fight back, but he got some of the acid on his cheek. Yup!... I bought his story. He was totally emotional and could name many things that only someone who was an acid victim could know. Still, I wasn't sure, if this story was true or a lie?? I couldn’t ask him anymore after what he did-... to Sandra and also to himself.

Anyway, at that time everything seemed to be still ok for Sandra. She and Dario will visit Nico and me soon, then I'll tell more about that.... You know, ngl, I’m having a hard time writing about it. Tbh, I didn’t expect that... But I want to finish telling Sandra’s story. That’s what I’ve been planning and it feels like a promise I made to her.

Previous/Next

[jade-green-butterfly]

Wow...I cannot believe we're into September already!😮This year is going swiftly (it seems to as you get older, lolz) X'3 And now, Autumn is here!🍂🍁But do you know what that means, folks?😁...IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH, WOO-HOOO~!! =^0^=✨🎊🎁🎂🎈🎉✨

Another year older on 24th September, but still feel young at heart~💓✌🏻I will also make my wish list of what I would like for my birthday, this year~📝😊I am always truly grateful and very appreciate of all gift arts I receive, so you dears are always more than welcome to make me something, if you'd like to~💝😇 And here is what I have in mind: (It's not much, but all bring me great joy~💖)

~DreamWorks Trolls~

💚Coossy (Cooper x Jussy, my Trollsona) 💚Happy Moments With Jussy, Her Son - Toby & All The Funk Fam 💚Johnalthea (John Dory x Amalthea, My Space Troll OC) 💚SynKaa (Synth x Kaa/Kanye) ~Poppy Playtime~ 💚DogDay x DeerDelight (Vanilla Nutmeg)

~Indigo Park~ 💚Ramblestine (Rambley The Raccoon x Justine, Myself)

Do check out my blog and reblogs for references, and thank-you kindly to all for checking out my birthday month post and being such wonderful darlings~!🫂💘🫶🏻😘xoxo. I am also preparing to upload a revamped piece of my Transformers Animated OC - Jadebutterfly, whom I haven't drawn since 2018 for TFNation, gosh!😲I needed to change that since I've been RPing TFA again recently~🤭

[theladyheroine]

Fall Inspired Writing Prompts! 🍁🎃

❥ Hey everyone! 👋🏽 These are just a few writing prompts I’ve thought of over the month, considering October is coming up too! Now these won’t really be organized, considering I just thought of some of them but I hope you all have fun, have a good day! ✨🙌

You live in a farm out in the middle of nowhere, growing all sorts of flowers, fruits, vegetable crops in your yard. As you head out one morning to start your chores, you catch your cute little strawhat scarecrow that you just made smiling and waving at you.

A fairy is looking for a new home after her old one was found out by a pair of humans. Having looked high and low for the perfect place to settle down, she almost starts to feel disheartened. Until she comes across the biggest pumpkin she’s ever seen! One already cleaned out and decorated, it even had a little lantern inside!

A sweet smelling candle is given to you for your birthday, but it is secretly a magic candle. If you make a wish upon it, it shall keep said wish safe until it comes true. Even if you’ve forgotten about it, the flame will continue to burn until it happens. However, this candle can only be used once every year.

You’re a rookie wizard trying to find a special ingredient to make your brand new potion work. So you decide to stop into the town market to find anything interesting, until you find a gorgeous orange bottle with swirling amber inside. It’s absolutely beautiful. But before you can ask the stall owner, another wizard reaches for the bottle and you both grab it at the same time.

A werewolf is best buddies with a human but is reluctant to tell their friend the truth. Until one night, by sheer accident, they accidentally bite the human (not hard though it’s okay) under the moonlight. After accidentally turning their pal into a werewolf, the creature feels soooooo incredibly bad that they decide to teach them the ropes.

After trudging through a forest looking for pretty scenery to explore, you stumble upon an old wooden chest lying in the dirt. It’s much too old and grimy to be locked, and out tumbles a small gold key. Unbeknownst to you, a dark mysterious creature with glowing golden eyes is peering at you. Trying his hardest to figure out how to get the key, without scaring you.

You’ve been invited to the king and queen’s castle for a special harvest party after the cold months set in. But as you arrive with your gift, you’re surprised to find no one else there? There isn’t even any fanfare as you push past the big wooden doors, and step inside the darkest room you’ve ever seen. It turns out, you’re at the wrong castle, and a vampire lives there…

[spacejip]

may i present to you... me!!

- i’m victoria! you can also call me vicky or vic - 20 yo, she/her, bi - virgo, infj/p - 14.09.04 - computer engineering student (save me please) - i’m from argentina 🇦🇷 así que también hablo español :p

ALSO!! mdni. i don’t always post all-ages-friendly stuff i made this post for you guys to see what things i’m into ;) and also because i’m bad at remembering my own fav things, specially groups and ult biases☠️ but it’s because i love a lot of things (most of them oddly specific) at the same time okay?😔🤚🏼

i don’t really write or anything (i mean i did for a long time but i don’t post anymore hehe)… i just shitpost here since i don’t have irl friends that like kpop ☹️ so i just say whatever i think here :D i’ll just list them and you can hit my line if you like any of them or to talk about anything, really !! i swear i’m normal !!

🍃 - chase atlantic, the neighbourhood, cavetown - lemons, grapefruits and raspberries - volleyball - f1 (my dad got me into it by making us watch it every sunday...) - cats - autumn - mint flavored things - studio choom performances - haikyuu, tokyo revengers, another - genshin impact, valorant, dead by daylight, league of legends, fnaf (not that i am any good) - horror movies, games, animes - writing, drawing, singing, dancing, taking pictures (literally anything art related atp, as a hobby tho)

i’ve been haechan biased since i found nct but since chenle wrecked so hard, i’d say i’m chenle biased now.

🍂 my fav groups and biases are: - chenle / haechan (nct dream) - taeyong (nct 127) - xiaojun / hendery / yangyang (wayv) - sion / yushi (nct wish) - sungchan / sohee (rii7e) - gyuvin / matthew (zerobaseone) - jaehyun / woonhak (boynextdoor) - beomgyu (txt) - sunghoon (enhypen) - ej / nicholas (&team) - minho (stray kids) - gaon (xdinary heroes) - yuna (itzy) - giselle (aespa) - haewon (nmixx) - rei (ive) - sohyun (triples)

🍁 my current obsessions are: - JIIIIIIIIIIIISUNG (park) - making playlists i wont use at all - investigating new music artists / groups - kinda obsessed with birthdays like… wdym jisung (skz) has the same bd as me?? sungchan (riize) and yeonjun (txt) a day before me. and felix (skz) a day after me!!?? :3 - nct (couldn’t you tell?), project7 and park jihoon (and the dramas he’s in) - rainbow, my youth, box, to my first, go, love again, hello future (nct dream) - jyuugoya, under the skin, beat the odds (&team) - limitless, cherry bomb, gas, raindrop, ayo, chain, simon says (nct 127) - 90s love, pado, universe, round and round, make a wish (nct u) - only human, ain’t no thang, kick back (wayv) - can’t get you (jaehyun) - tamed dashed, given taken (enhypen) - paranoid, i never existed (chase atlantic) - both 404 songs and honestly taeyong’s entire discography - songbird, the dance break specifically (nct wish)

that is all… for now 😛

[altheaubade]

( 🍂 ) . . . — ALTHEA ISABELLA EVANS, better known as THEA, is a former korean-american artist under JYP ENTERTAINMENT. she's the only female member of STRAYKIDS.

( 🍊 ) . . . — BASICS !!

BIRTH NAME : Althea Isabella Evans

KOREAN NAME : Kim Yejin ( hangul: 김예진 )

NICKNAMES : Thea, Isa, Bella, the tall one, nation's visual, etc

BIRTHDAY : 23 march, 2000

BIRTH PLACE : Rochester, USA

ZODIAC SIGN : aeries

NATIONALITY : american

ETHNICITY : korean

FAMILY : twin sister ( 2000 ), one older brother ( 1999 ), one younger brother ( 2004 ) , two older half siblings ( 1996 , 1998 )

LANGUAGES : Korean, English (fluent) ; Japanese, mandarin (conversational)

( 🏮 ) . . . — BODY !!

HEIGHT : 174 cm (5’7″)

BLOOD TYPE : B+

BODY MODIFICATION : six piercings and three tattoos

FACE CLAIM : Kim Doyeon ( weki meki )

BACK UP FC : Kim Chaewon ( le sserafim )

VOICE CLAIM : Ahn Yujin ( IVE )

DANCE CLAIM : Lee Chaeryoung ( itzy )

( 🪸 ) . . . — PERSONALITY !

STRENGTHS : empathetic, positive personality, approachable, supportive, adaptable

FLAWS : self critical, over commiting, avoiding conflict, difficulty expressing personal needs, taking critical personality.

( 🎃 ) . . . — MEMBER'S INFO. !

STAGE NAME : THEA

AGENCIES : JYP Entertainment ( 2014 - 2022 ) ; ENCA Labels ( 2022 - now )

TRAINING PERIOD : 4 years and 3 months

OCCUPATION(S) : singer, dancer, model, actress, composer, lyricist, producer

INDIVIDUAL FANDOM : luce(s)

REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI : 🐯

( 🍁 ) . . . — MISC. INFO !

dramas : hotel del'luna, welcome to waikiki 2, 18 again, true beauty, hometown cha cha cha, jirisan, my roommate is a guniho, one the woman, heesu in class 2, business proposal, sh**ting star, dr romantic 2&3, king the land.

twitter : Stray_Kids / altheaubade

private twitter : altheaubade

instagram : realstraykids / altheaubade

youtube : StrayKids / altheaubade

( 🏀 ) . . . — MISC. TRIVIA !

she was originally not close with her siblings and lived with her grandparents but when her mother passed away she got close to her siblings.

her life has now been revolving around her siblings. Her older brother has stayed out of the spotlight but is quite famous among stays! Her younger brother has now debuted as a kpop idol. her sister has also debuted in a kpop group. now the siblings are called "the idol siblings"

Thea had to sit out for two comebacks when her grandmother passed away. Mainly since she's the one who practically raised thea, her death hit her hard and she spent her hiatus spending time with her grandfather who sadly too passed away in 2022. She did sit out of a few weeks but when she returned, her usual cheerfulness was noticeably absent.

her favorite pass time is annoying the living shit out of her friends. She's great friends with soloist ivy and the two are seen hanging out almost every weekend! She's also really close to oceana's blaire, soloist serein, and many others!

almost nobody would believe that she's an introvert as she has many friends. She's talked about by any and every artist out there.

Out of everybody from skz, she would say she's the closest to minho... she often tags along with him on his journey home just to see sooni doongi dori.. his mother has claimed thea as her own daughter now.

[riley-coyotl]

Happy 12th birthday to the very bestest girl!! 🍁 I love her so so so much 🧡

[putschki1969]

2024/11/28 Blog post by Wakana FCのドウガ‼︎をアップしたよ！〜版画と金魚とシチューの季節〜

❗This is Fan Club EXCLUSIVE content❗ ❗PERSONAL USE ONLY❗ ❗Do NOT SHARE on other sites❗ ❗Join her FAN CLUB! Check out my detailed TUTORIAL ❗

I Uploaded a New Fan Club Video! 〜The Season of Art Prints and Gold Fish〜

Here are the postcards that I will send to the fan club members whose messages I read during my last podcast😊 The postcards feature gorgeous art prints of the Nikko landscape. I bought them at a shop just outside Nikko Toshogu Shrine🍁 They look so nice😳✨ Postcards with landscape photos are always lovely but this sort of print style has a very specific charm so I like it😊 The moment I saw them, I knew I had to get them for you😊 Sadly I forgot to take a picture of the Same-chan stickers...😭 This time I made brown Same-chans with autumn colours in mind🦈 Everyone, please wait a little while longer until you receive your present~✋

Hello, this is Wakana(0￣▽￣0)／

Now, as always, I would like to post a little reminder for the next episode's talk theme! ! ＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و //／／ It will be posted on December 10th which happens to be my birthday so I'll talk about birthdays😆🎂 The theme is 【Everyone's recommended ways to spend your birthday】! Please tell me about your birthday routine, things you do every year, things you eat, places you go, and other favourite ways to spend your birthday!! ! I'd be happy if you told me things you want me to eat or do!

By the way, I'm planning to rehearse at the studio on my birthday this year, so I'm really excited to be able to spend my first day of the new year singing ＼(^o^)／ I'm looking forward to seeing everyone🤗 The deadline for podcast submissions is November 30th! I'm looking forward to your messages~!! ･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+

Today I also uploaded a new fan club video＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و //／／ I filmed this at "Art Aquarium Museum Ginza" which I posted about on Instagram the other day😊🐟💕 Please take a look at the many goldfish😍 I went with my family and we took a lot of pictures but somehow I ended up not being in any of the videos😂 I was way too busy filming my family (My brother was on a long-term business trip overseas, so I focused on filming my niece so we could send him a bunch of videos😂) At any rate, please enjoy this lovely goldfish video and a few more photos that I didn't post on Instagram＼(^o^)／

Last but not least, some of my recent meals🥦 I've been really into stews lately so I make them often! 🍳 But curry is still delicious too! 🍛 And I also often eat hot pot! 🍲 It's getting cold, so these sort of dishes are very comforting and keep you warm~🤤

Well, that's all for today! Until next time~( *'▽'*)/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

[jflemings]

— loose lips sink ships pt6

pairing: jessie fleming x reader other parts

synopsis: jessie looks inward for answers she doesn’t have

warnings: angst, reader is kinda mean lol, not fully proofread so excuse any mistakes whoops

a/n: sorry this took so long 😁

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when training rolls around on tuesday, jessie calls in sick like a coward. she can’t get out of bed for longer than an hour, much less run around and put a smile on her face for her teammates.

janine texted her immediately once she realised her national captain wasn’t coming to training. her worried messages still stay unread on jessie’s phone three hours after they were received. sinc and sam tried too, only to get the same treatment.

you hadn’t reached out to her though. you hadn’t said a word to her since you walked out the door.

to know that a lie she had told mistakenly years ago might be the undoing of the life you built together made her want to throw up. what made it even worse though, was that she didn’t have an excuse. there really wasn’t a reason for why she said what she did, no matter how hard she tried to conjure one from the part of her brain that was still twenty two; the part that didn’t make sense then and doesn’t make sense now.

the canadian places a hand on her forehead and sighs deeply, tears pricking at her eyes when she thinks of you coming back to tell her that it was over — that you couldn’t be with someone who wasn’t honest from the start. she pictures you grabbing out every suitcase and bag you own to back your clothes, followed by the boxes that you two didn’t throw out when you first moved. she images you packing your trinkets, photos, books and medals and placing them in the boxes. she imagines you throwing away things you aren’t going to need, like the polaroid of you and her you keep on your nightstand. the one that sam took on her 23rd birthday when you and niamh decided to throw her a surprise birthday party.

she imagines the house devoid of you, blank and traceless like you hadn’t ever stepped foot through the front door.

as she turns to lay on her side, jessie wonders if she’s still got a fighting chance or if you’ve made up your mind already. you’ve always been decisive with things like that.

it’s a pill she isn’t prepared to swallow despite the open grave that’s found itself dug in the floor next to her side of the bed. she can’t — won’t — give up you and everything that you are, not without a fight. even if you scream at her and tell her you hate her, she’s going to stand her ground and fight. she’s going to get on her damn knees and beg for your forgiveness if she has to. she’ll spend everyday for the rest of her life making it up to you if you just give her one last chance.

she cries and cries and cries until the sun sets and she had a killer headache, the kind that thrums through your temples mercilessly. her eyes were heavy and puffy, and sore to the touch. jessie sits up and presses the cold heels of her hands onto her eyes, grimacing when she realises just how dry her eyes are from crying.

the canadian stands and grabs an oversized shirt and a pair of sweatpants out of the dresser before heading into the bathroom. her movements are groggy and slow from both sleep and the physical toll from crying all day. she lazily flicks on the light and then turns on the shower, putting her hand under the water until it gets hot.

steam fills the bathroom and fogs the shower glass and mirror. she frowns at her blurred reflection in the mirror before casting her eyes down to the sink counter. everything is exactly where you left it after the two of you got home from the match on the weekend.

the toothpaste is uncapped, your discarded hair ties litter the porcelain, and your toothbrush hasn’t been put back into the mason jar turned bathroom decor. for a moment jessie thinks about tidying up — the want to have everything in it’s place beginning to over take her — but she can’t bring herself to. it’s evidence that you were here and not sleeping in a teammate’s spare room.

jessie shakes her head and strips herself of her clothes, throwing them into the dirty laundry before getting into the shower. the hot water makes goosebumps erupt on her skin, turning it red and raw the longer she stands directly under it. she thinks about how you would always scold her for having the water too hot whenever the two of you would shower together.

she runs her hands over her face and grabs her face wash before she can think about that for too long.

she’s on autopilot as she washes her body and hair. it’s a semblance of normalcy in her quickly crumbling home life, almost like you’ll be making dinner and humming to yourself when she steps out of the bathroom. she knows you won’t be, but for the sake of the still lingering headache that’s throbbing behind her eyes, she indulges.

just as she gets out of the shower she hears the front door open and close. her head shoots up towards the closed bathroom door, and her heart launches itself into her throat. jessie stands statue-still for a moment before hastily grabbing a towel off the rack and wrapping it around herself, not even bothering to put on any clothes before she quietly opens the door.

she can hear noise coming from the living room — a bag being dropped on the couch, maybe — and she pokes her head out into the hallway. the canadian stills again. she knows she locked the door last night and she certainly hasn’t faced the outside world today. the only other person who owns a key is you. you, who’s been staying in sam’s spare bedroom whilst she’s been rotting in yours.

dread and anxiety fill her at the thought of you coming home to break up with her. she doesn’t know what she’ll do if she walks out there and end it. she doesn’t know if she can handle living a life without you in it.

the midfielder tiptoes out of the bathroom and pulls the towel tighter around her body. water drips from her hair and onto the floor underneath her. the surface is cold on the soles of her feet and makes her shiver despite her still warm body, she swallows thickly as she approaches.

you’re rummaging through the side table that lives in the corner of the room next to the couch, cursing to yourself when you seemingly don’t find what you’re looking for. she almost can’t believe you’re here after convincing herself that you wouldn’t step foot back in your shared home unless you knew she wasn’t present.

“what are you looking for?” she asks you, the words tumbling out of her mouth quicker than she can register.

you jump at the sound of her voice and whip your head around to look at her, eyes slightly wide after the fright she gave you. you release a breath “the spare phone charger. mine broke last night” you tell her and point to the cord that’s been thrown onto the cushion.

jessie doesn’t look at it “it’s in the kitchen, in the third drawer”

you quickly lick your lips “right”

you’re short with her, for good reason, but it still stings when you can’t look her in the eye for longer than a moment. she watched you hopelessly as you trudge into the kitchen grumbling, following you slowly.

when she walks into the kitchen you’re going through the third drawer frustratedly. she lingers for a few seconds before walking over to you, the towel still clutched tightly in her hand, and leans over your shoulder. she reaches deeper into the drawer and pulls out the cord you’re looking for. “here” she offers with a tight lipped smile.

“thanks” you mumble before kneeing the drawer closed.

jessie steps away from you but you can still smell the shampoo she uses and it makes you miss her more than you already do. she wraps the bath towel around her tighter when you look at her, suddenly getting shy under your expecting gaze.

she doesn’t even know what to say to you. asking if you’re okay doesn’t seem like the right thing to do, but she also doesn’t know if she wants to tell you that the shower she got out of is the first one she’s had since sunday because she couldn’t get out of bed without you.

she purses her lips “how’s your nose?”

you scoff “seriously? we don’t speak for two days and you ask me how my nose is?” you spit “what about an explanation? or an apology? say something worth wasting breath on, jessie”

the lump in her throat drops to her stomach and she steps back from you “i’m sorry”

“great” you roll your eyes and walk around to the other side of the kitchen island “great apology”

“i’m sorry for lying about something unimportant four years ago, it’s not like i thought it was going to come back and bite me in the ass” jessie matches your tone, frustration licking up her throat

“something unimportant!” your pitch raises “lying to me about the duration of your college relationship isn’t something i would call unimportant jessie”

“it was at the time!”

“no it fucking wasn’t!”

the two of you are shouting now and it becomes incredibly clear that you probably won’t be coming home tonight.

she huffs “it was to me”

“that’s not surprising. a lot of things seem to be unimportant to you” you clench your jaw and clutch the charger in your hand tighter. jessie’s eyes widen.

jessie drops her jaw in shock “what does that mean”

“you stood in front of me and couldn’t tell me that you weren’t cheating on me with your ex girlfriend. to me, that means that our relationship isn’t as important to you as i thought” your expression cracks in half and bleeds sorrow. tears begin to well in your eyes as you stare challengingly at her.

“that’s not true” she says fiercely “you know that’s not true”

“no?” you scoff again and tip your head back “then tell me now jessie. tell me that i’m wrong, tell me that you don’t still have feelings for her”

jessie stares back at you with her brows furrowed “i don’t have feelings for olivia”

her words hang heavily in the air, but they somehow don’t make you feel any better. you wanted her to say this to you before, not right now when you have to prompt her to. it makes you feel sick again knowing that she didn’t even try to fight for you or your love.

“i don’t” she whispers “i swear i don’t”

“and yet you let me walk out of here thinking you did” you fire back just as quietly, the tears now slowly spilling over your waterline. “you didn’t say a thing — not one fucking thing — when i asked you point blank. do you know how that felt? it fucking hurt, jess.”

“and i’m so sorry for that” her brown eyes swirl pleadingly “but please, please believe me, you are the love of my life. there’s no one else i could ever picture spending the rest of my life with”

“and yet you can’t give me a slither of an explanation” you sigh

jessie rounds the corner slowly, almost like you’re going to bolt. her face softens and she leans her hip on the counter “i don’t… i don’t know if i have one”