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[trueloveistreacherous]

MARELLA'S 12TH TUMBLR ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION special gifset for @raviposting 🎁

B stands for... (in/sp)

[meangirlsbway]

Janis ‘Imi’Ike icons!

[raviposting]

(ALMOST) EVERY SMOSH DYNAMIC: IAN & ANTHONY ↳ "We fit together in this way where we kind of balanced each other...that I hadn't found in anyone else. [...] We're in the same position now that we were when we first started - us being two really close friends who love making each other laugh, love spending time with each other, love creating stuff together, love capturing the magic that we feel." (x)

[thejanisimiike]

rejanis thru text (pt 2/?)

(more parts - pt 1 / pt 3)

[tiredistic]

a drawing of regina picking janis up…again. much to her disdain.

You guys love making Janis angry huh?

[ryo-hirakawa]

happy race day

[thepettymachine]

making sims for reasons..

[0ccuria]

new bio-cards! used @tav-dex's template as a base to build off of.

[jtl-fics]

Smalls? ✨

9/25/24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | Smalls AU

Kevin raises an eyebrow, “You’re that excited to talk with Coach?”

“Uh, am I excited to talk to a hot older man and look at his beautiful beautiful forearms as he works on paperwork? Yes Kevin, I absolutely was excited to talk with Coach Wymack.” Janie huffs.

Kevin stops and looks at her, “You’re attracted to Coach?!” he squawks.

“Kevin, I could not be clearer that I am viscerally attracted to Coach.” She clears up any confusion.

“Y-You cannot be serious. You can’t date him!” Kevin exclaims.

“Oh, absolutely not. If I dated him it’d ruin the entire appeal of him being a DILF.” 

“A-A what?”

“A Dad I’d like to Fuck,” Janie says and Kevin makes a noise like he’s dying.

[erikahenningsen]

prompt: fake dating, rejanis or fetchen with some oblivious pining (and the rest of their friends losing their minds over it)

i know it's cliche but i'm a sucker for the trope lmao hope you're doing well! (sorry to hear about your bro as well, hope his surgery goes okay and he gets better soon 🙏)

If Regina is honest with herself, she hates bars. They're loud, they're dark, and they're full of people, many of whom need to be introduced to a stronger deodorant.

This bar in particular attracts rowdy sports fans—Regina's least favorite category of people—but Shane loves it here, if only for the foosball tables they have in the back. And she's been dodging his requests to go out for weeks now. Being here now means he'll leave her alone for a little while.

Regina would be much happier at home on her couch with a book, but instead she's here, sipping her drink at the bar while Shane participates in some foosball tournament that's been going on for half an hour now.

She drains her drink and leaves it on the bar top, deciding to head to the restroom, if only to get a break from the crowd. She's almost made it to the staircase at the back that leads down to the bathrooms when she hears something.

"I said no, asshole."

"Come on, just have one drink with me."

Regina stops. There's a guy who looks like his picture would be in the dictionary next to the word sleazy. He's leaning against the edge of the bar, blocking a girl in with the mass of his body—which doesn't seem hard to do, considering how petite the girl is.

"Sure," the girl, with her back turned to Regina, says sarcastically. "But know that it would be your last."

Wait. Regina knows that voice. Why does she know that voice?

"Now fuck off," the girl says, turning away and—

It's Janis. Their eyes lock, and Regina watches the surprise morph into confusion and then into something... a little pleading.

"Hey, babe," Regina says before she can think it through, stepping up and wrapping an arm around Janis's shoulders. "I've been looking for you."

Regina can feel the way Janis tenses, and she throws Regina a look that clearly says what are you doing? Regina raises her eyebrows in response.

"Oh, yeah... hey," Janis says, forcing a smile. "Long bathroom line?"

"The worst," Regina confirms. Then she looks at the guy like she's just noticing his presence. "Who's your friend?"

"This is Chad," Janis says.

"What? No it isn't," not-Chad says.

"It's nice to meet you, Chad," Regina says, faux-sweet.

"Who the hell are you?" not-Chad asks irritably.

Regina looks at him with disinterested disdain. "Her girlfriend."

The guy narrows his eyes, seemingly not buying it. For some reason, it matters to Regina that this man believes this, so she plants a kiss on Janis's cheek. Regina tries to ignore how she can feel that Janis's jaw is clenched.

"Whatever," the guy grumbles. "You're a three at best, anyway." Then he shoulders past them and stalks away.

Regina briefly entertains a fantasy where she pulls out the hairs on not-Chad's scraggly beard, one by one.

Janis wastes no time in shrugging off Regina's arm, which for an incomprehensible reason, kind of hurts. She misses the warmth of the contact immediately. There's an unsettled feeling in Regina's stomach, and her lips are tingling, like she can still feel Janis's soft, warm cheek under them.

"Isn't it funny how a woman is the most beautiful girl a guy's ever seen right up until she rejects him?" Janis muses. "Anyway, I don't need you to fight my battles."

Regina rolls her eyes. "That's the worst thank-you I've ever heard."

"I had it covered," Janis insists, and in the dim light, Regina thinks she can spot a blush on Janis's face.

"Janis, that guy was twice your size," Regina says. "What are you even doing here, anyway?"

Janis shrugs. "Their burgers are really good. They make the clientele worth it. Most of the time."

"Are you regularly harassed by large men here?" Regina asks, feeling strangely concerned.

"Some of them are medium-sized."

Regina huffs. The idea that men are hitting on Janis bothers her, a slight tug of anxiety in her stomach.

"Well... just be careful," Regina says.

"You got it, mom," Janis replies.

A person appears across the bar with a paper takeout bag and hands it to Janis.

"My quest here is complete," Janis says. "Sorry to break up with you so soon."

"If you ever need me again, you can text me," is what comes out of Regina's mouth for some reason.

Janis peers at her. "Are you trying to ask me out?

"What?" Regina says, too quickly and too loudly. "No, of course not."

Janis just smirks at her, the way she always does when she thinks she's needled her way under Regina's skin.

"Don't be too jealous," Janis says, taking her bag and walking away.

Regina stands and watches her go until she can't see Janis anymore. What was she even doing? She suddenly can't remember. Oh, yes—the restroom.

Good. She feels like she needs to splash some cool water on her face.

[olisgifs]

Madney version by @petersthree

[starscelly]

harls going floor mode

+ starsmin getting caught taking photos

[mukuharakazui]

"Alphabet mafia" was funny (courtesy of @birthclod) so here are my alphabet mafia + nationality headcanons for Town of Salem's best faction (sorry to the roles without skins </3)

[raviposting]

schrodinger's shourtney

[thejanisimiike]

rejanis thru text (pt 5/?)

(more parts - pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3 / pt 4)

[tiredistic]

Regina: Janis wtf are you doing

Janis: *jumping on stuff* PARKOUR BITCH

Regina: if you fall I’m gonna laugh

Janis: I won’t fall

Regina: sure

Janis: I wo-WOAH *falls* THAT WAS ON PURPOSE

They definitely had to rush to the e.r after this one