#never was there ever a girl so pretty

[elainiisms]

female protagonists will literally go through 30 life altering traumas at the age of 16 and you ppl still have the audacity to call them annoying bc they cry about it and act like teenage girls

[ass-fingers]

[luthqrs]

EMILY PRENTISS in CRIMINAL MINDS 2x16 | ‘Fear and Loathing’

[odinsblog]

I am endlessly amused at deplorable Trump supporters who feign outrage when they’re called deplorable, and the garbage ass Trump supporters who get fake upset about being called garbage. They call everyone else all kinds of insulting names, but they suddenly become delicate little snowflakes when someone calls them out by their rightful names. Somewhere deep down inside they must know they’re all deplorable pieces of garbage.

[crystalpallette]

get you a girl who can give you everything

this started a long long time ago when I made a joke about how sega should put ringo in more dresses, and then my friend reminded me that oh yeah!! I can do that instead!!! and then one thing led to another and we joked about punk ringo and I drew that too. using ringo like a dressup doll is so cathartic it's kinda crazy

some bonuses (original designs, timelapse) under the cut bc I like these designs!! I might do some more with them!! please disregard the band poster in the first second of the timelapse that's something else!!!

[ortegavi]

thoughts on miller’s girl: i’ve wasted two hours of my life

(in cairo’s words: how disappointing you must be to those who have believed you’d be more)

[gorespawn]

also while we're here i would like to share the two iterations of tumblr user gorespawn that have existed since i abandoned this blog back in like early 2021. Who wants me

[salsakiyoomi]

you were a villain.

miguel should've put you in cuffs the first time he caught you, you were cunning and a trickster and you were causing too much trouble.

but god, everytime he caught you, you slipped right through his fingers — and it didn't help that you kissed him one time.

he wasn't sure how it happened, but your wrists were restrained infront of you by his hands, and you were trying to wiggle your way out of his tough grasp and he remembers tightening his grip even more — before suddenly, your mouth was on his and all he could process was the taste of the cherry lip balm on your lips and how soft they were and then without realizing it, his grip on you was loosening and you were kicking him in the crotch before running off.

yeah, not his brightest moment — letting a villain kiss him and then letting her get away.

but he couldn't help it, he didn't know why but god you were so intoxicating, like a drug he got addicted to ever since that moment, the way your lips moved against his, how good you tasted, the strong scent of your perfume that he could recognize anywhere and he just couldn't bring himself to put you in cuffs.

also, he may have let you get away a couple of more times after that.

he thinks he's smooth enough that it comes off as that you just got away from him — after all, you were cunning, and you were good enough to trick even miguel o'hara himself.

this night is different though, he's out on patrol, searching the dark alleys of the city, the places where he'd usually sniff out thugs and gangs, but not that they're common anymore, not every since you've been terrorizing them, driving them out of their areas.

miguel stops in the middle of the alley, it's dark, with the only light provided from the moon barely peaking above the buildings.

"i know you're here."

he calls out, hands on his waist as if waiting impatiently.

a moment passes, and then a sigh is heard, his head turns around to his left side where you drop down from a fire escape case.

you take a few steps out of the building's shadow, the moonlight barely illuminating your face, and he can make out your familiar features, and god damn that smirk on your face.

"how come do you always know when i'm around?" you ask with a tilt of your head, you're eyeing him with your arms crossed and your chin held high and the unmistakable curve of your lips taunts him.

he grunts, rolling his eyes, "call it instinct."

"instinct, huh?" you muse, your lips formed in a small pout, almost as if you're in thought, miguel knows you're mocking him though, he can see it in the glimmer of your eyes.

"where have you been these past three days?" he asks, his voice rough as usual as he takes a step closer to you, he's maybe a meter or two away from you, but your strong perfume is already engulfing all of his senses, "you haven't been causing trouble much as usual."

you shrug, "sorry, i don't always have the time to commit crime."

miguel tenses — his thoughts come flooding in again, his rational thoughts, the ones that tell him how he should put you behind bars, take the advantage that you're unarmed right now, the ones that ask how he could feel so relaxed around you even though you're the enemy, relaxed so much so his mask is off.

"why are you here now?" he asks, his arms crossed as he stares you down.

"i know you patrol these alleys." you say nonchalantly, stating the obvious.

"so?"

"so? so what? are you dumb or something?" you roll your eyes, scoffing a laugh, muttering a 'jeez, what a dense head' under your breath.

miguel scowls, "the hell's wrong with you?"

"the hell's wrong with me? the hell's wrong with you?" you shoot back at him, "i came to see you, duh."

miguel deadpans at you, he looks very unamused as if you've just told a bad joke, "is this another one of your tricks?"

you snort, "how low do you think of me?"

"very low."

"that's a shame," you mumble, taking a step closer to him, that smirk still on your face, oh the one that makes his heart flutter a bit even though he denies it to himself, "you know, they say you should never assume."

your voice is barely above a whisper, and you're standing close to him, too close if anything, and he's silent, unsure of what to say and deciding to see what happens next.

"you really should've put me in cuffs the first time you caught me, spiderman." you mumble and before he knows it, your lips are against his once more and he's thinking, yeah, i really should've.

but god, you're intoxicating and your lips taste so good like cherry lip balm, and all he could process is the strong scent of your perfume, and the way your body is pressed up slightly against his and then, he's kissing you back.

he's kissing you back, savouring the taste of your lips and the touch of your skin against his, letting the moment linger between the two of you, and god this is the second time, and it feels like he can't stop, he doesn't know if he ever will, he knows he'll want to have it one more time after it ends, he knows he'll always come back to you, he knows he'll always let you get away because you're like a drug and he just got addicted to you, like he hasn't always been addicted to you, to your teasing and your mocking grins and your cunning voice, and he's knows it's no good for him — you are no good for him, but he still kisses you back.

you pull away, your hot breath fans his lips and you're staring up at his eyes through your lashes, and a smile creeps up on your face, "aren't you hopeless."

you chuckle, pulling away from him and taking a few steps back, "well that was nice, maybe one day you'll tell me your actual name, spiderman." you say with a grin, "oh, and next time, don't bring expensive watches on patrols."

you hold up his dimension travelling watch that you had managed to slip off of him while he was too busy savouring the taste of you — you laugh, slipping it in your pocket before you disappear into the darkness of the alley.

and miguel let's you get away.

he knows he'll find you again, and he'll get it back, god knows what will happen the next time he meets you anyway, but he can't stop thinking about how good your mouth fit against his.

yeah, you really are no good for him.

[elise-the-potato]

Girls are so pretty but why tf am I born as one

[capricores]

just heard my mom yell "NOOOOOO" super dramatically from upstairs, i ran up asking her what's wrong and she goes "the guy i'm talking to just said he's an aquarius" and we both yelled nooooo again in unison. LMAAO i taught her so well ugh

[jrueships]

pretty privilege in general is a terrible tool. but when the racism that it's ingrained in really has a platform to activate, it's just absurd .

[wildm00re]

i don’t go here anymore because i fell behind on the show and just never caught up—

but the way the all american fandom/spelivias will make fun of layla for being “passed around” as if the two leads and entire friend group weren’t equally kissing and hooking up with one another?&?&?

layla dated 2 of jordans friends before getting together with him.

liv dated 2 of spencers friends before getting together with him. (a lot of people forget about chris)

spencer and asher bother hopped back and forth between 2 best friends. spencer specifically telling one girl he loved her then going to hook up with the other the same night.

yet only layla will get viral hate for it as shown below?

[modernvintage]

Honestly I dunno how Nicola did it bc if I saw Luke Newton’s eyes - up close, in person - for even .02 seconds I’d lose my fuckin marbles

[murdockhawkeye]

would it be a big leap to think that maybe the full moon, didn't actually grant them 'new powers' (not talking about s1e1/s2e1), but instead.. just turned them on?

like what if cleo and the others already had siren abilities, they just didn’t know? what if rikki/emma were able to cool down/heat up their bodies at will?

did they ever actually. check if they were able to do those things or?

[sieglinde-freud]

i need more non three houses side characters winning cyl tbh bc the lord outfits are so predictable and boring and for three houses all they do is the normal timeskip shit. like, felix and bernadetta’s art looks great, but the designs… come on. weve all seen mortal savant felix. thats literally just bernadetta’s timeskip outfit with added shoulder stuff. bring back queen camilla of nohr. they did something fun with marianne that one time until everyone was like “boo wah i hate creativity and serving cunt” but they need to not listen to the haters. when tharja wins in three years (if we dont hit eos) i want her cosplaying as grima or something like the lizard version

[lastdivantruther]

impostor syndrome