#oki bai

[cherrysurf]

mak tee me go yum after me rite oki bai

(gonna go make tea craving it after writing that drabble okay bye)

[bimb0-bunnie]

men sending me flirty anons wondering why am so attractive as if m not a love witch🩷.....

[kissmekissmedelerious]

Murnau when I just change vampire rules forever

[sukibon]

just a boost doodle feat. jam

[hauntina]

me if chu care

[justandumbkid]

This drawing was a gift 4 a irl friend of mine, who has an obsession with Teto kasane, I have no idea what I did for the background, I was just playing around while making the bg

[henryxemilyforever]

My favorite TTTE ships

Part 1

Thomas x Ashima

I like to think these two visit eachother often

Edward x Molly

Tumblr doesn’t have yellow text :(

The Enlightened and the old sage

I mean, the sweet shy girl with the old wise sage. Can’t go wrong there can you?

Henry x Emily

Tumblr doesn’t have emerald green either :(

Either way these two are my OTP!!!!!

Gordon x Caitlin

Literally just wrote a story in which these two get married at Brendam Docks in hurricane force winds

[caretaleandotherstuff]

I was just about to send an ask to one of my more famous moots but then I realized what if they don't want to be bothered by my accomplishment because they don't care so I didn't send the ask

[angeloftrumpets]

Hiii ^_^/ I was wondering if you had a back/story for your S/I(s) with any of your F/O(s)? I'm mostly curious, and only if you'd like to share :3c

HIIIIIIII okie this is going to probab;y be a very jumbled adnd maybe confusing and long post bc AA but i will try to make it understandable and write it before my ride gets here and picks me UP OKIE (edit i have been adding onto this post on my shift since like 1 am my time so i apologize if its confusing my work laptop is weird ANYWAYS)

I only have one s/i aside from just straight?? up me?? (or a backstory if that makes sense) and thats neph or, the cat/shark guy (Funfact!!! neph came from a convo with toonie, ill explain a bit below but he is cursed to not have a name and since hes a Nephilim toonie decided to start calling him neph, as like a shorter version of it! (thanks toon ! :3 💛)

to begin obviously he is a Nephilim, i hc six also is one since i remembered my mom telling me something about the Nephilim teaching humanity about technology i dont know where it is said about that but thats where that hc comes from!! they are both (neph and six) are kind of a 'different' kind of Nephilim as in they are only related with technology and were apart of the ones that showed humanity technology, so example both him and six both have the ability to go through the television and when it is invented computers/phones etc, that just kinda explains the general basis of how he works the cat tail/shark stuff is cause im cringe and think that combo looks cool and that he can shapeshift (As i imagine most nephilims can?) and since he mostly exist on a digital plane no one is going to question if they see some weird combination of animal on some animated program if he were to appear in it even though he looks like that physically also. due to the fact that he is a Nephilim, he obviously isnt liked by most beings from the heavens since he is a product of a human and a fallen angel and was cursed by the big g himself to not have a name nor be seen physically by humanity, which can get pretty lonely and make someone weird, he has a long history of being chased out by various angels that catch him lurking by (he likes to hang out around the garden of eden, thats where him and toonie met) ALSO if we are gonna get specific michael DOESNT like him and has definitely nearly killed him like twice. hes welcome in hell tho :))) neph doesnt hold any hard feelings twards angels for not being fond of him considering what he is, but not all of them are like that. obviously, toon being one of them (or i guess archangel gabriel if we are being literal but i dont want to confuse alt g and him so i will say toon)

when they both first met toon was definitely a little anxious at first considering hes heard of Nephilims/his peers going after them/ and the flood in general (by the way, i dont remember what ep it is but i hc when alt g tells noah something will be joining him on the boat it neph was apart of that (specifically six and neph, and some type of alternate, since the flood also wiped out Nephilims he had to keep some alive to help him) anyways back to what i was saying sjhfdfh they ended up becoming close and when toon isnt off doing angel or messenger duties hes usually with neph in the garden of eden (same goes with if neph isnt doing something for alt g or something along those lines) after the events of overthrone (if we go by the toonb/riel sand tomb theory i know some people think that was jesus or atleast my roomate hcs this so ) neph wasnt told about what had happened to him and was confused why he was no longer able to find him, noticing that there was definitely something very wrong with the heavens (due to alt gs actions yk) he ends up eventually figuring out what had happened and in a weird time/universe fucky way is able to get toonb/riel out, since its no longer safe at all for toon to exist (and also alt gab doesnt know that he has escaped) he basically is forced to exist within the realm of media in a strange way (BEGINNER BIBLEEEE HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEEHEHE) though this isnt 100% set in stone and it changes but i like to think it would be cool if he is able to exist within the realms of technology as some digital angel OKIE i am SO SO SO SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG POST i got so giddy and excited at seeing this ask and have been trying my best to figure out how to answere it THANK YOU SO MUCHF OR ASKING ME!!!!!!

[mangobug]

If I had a nickel for every time i would randomly hop on ao3 in search of new alenoah content and I ran into a fic that made me think.. "did op see my post..?" I would have 2 nickels. Which isn't really that much nor is it that possible that people actually did take inspo from me but it makes me feel special to think any amount of people would.

Alenoah is so goddamn appealing to me for the same reason i like aleheather: they're both enemies/rivals with a tension. However, what makes alenoah so much more interesting to me is the fact that Noah just would not visibly care about, or outwardly acknowledge, Alejandro's advancements. When Alejandro flirts with the other contestants, he easily throws them off or (in Heather's case) pisses them off, turning them into putty in his two hands. When he attempts to throw Noah off, though, it doesn't (visibly) have an effect on him, and it bothers Alejandro because Alejandro always has the upper-hand, around both women and men. It makes Alejandro feel almost humiliated when Noah brushes him off or shoots back sarcastic comments in response to his flirting. Noah barely even bats an eye. But Alejandro can't bring himself to stop when he finds Noah as a person so interesting. Alejandro loves debating with Noah and adores his snark and intelligence, and this adoration drives him. He makes it a goal of his to somehow really fluster Noah or throw him off his game like he does with the other contestants, which has proven to be quite a difficult task. But Alejandro isn't a quitter.

In reality, Noah enjoys the playful and teasing banter just as much as Alejandro, even if he seems uninterested, because it's entertaining to be debating with someone of similar intelligence. Alejandro's flirting, though, does actually throw him off, just not in the same way it does to other people. Noah is entirely (and rightfully) convinced that Alejandro's flirting with him is just a part of his slimy, slippery, eel-y personality, and a sad attempt to rid of Noah in order to further himself in the competition. And Noah is nothing if not stubborn, so even if he feels his stomach twisting into a knot every time Alejandro compliments his brown eyes or his hooked nose or his impressive intelligence or his interesting personality or even the peaceful, curled position he sleeps in—Noah will always just nod his head and respond with a doubtful "sure" or a sarcastic "thanks, honey."

And if Alejandro were to hear about how Noah views his persistent advances, then he wouldn't deny it, because in the beginning that was about half of the truth. He did want to use this new challenge to knock a few opponents out, and if reaching his goal would not only prove to Alejandro that the cold-presenting bookworm had a heart that could be tamed but would also get him out of the way and push Alejandro one step closer to his imminent victory, then, well, that's a win-win for Alejandro. That isn't all the reason though because, against all of Alejandro's big ego, he does actually quite like Noah. This "like" didn't mean the same in the beginning as it did in the end. Because it didn't start with Alejandro wondering if Noah had had anything to eat that day or if Noah had any pets or what Noah's favorite book was, or even if Alejandro could borrow that book Noah was reading once he was done.

Against all of Alejandro's wishes and expectations, he finds that between the two of them, he is the one who has been getting flustered. And it is downright embarrassing, because Noah doesn't even do anything. Well, except for all of the things he usually does. He makes his sarcastic comments and argues with Alejandro just as he did before, but now the details are so much clearer. It's like every feature of Noah's has been enhanced, including his features that previously Alejandro would have considered flaws. His forehead was rather larger than average, but Alejandro has decided that it fit his face and personality and that it was only natural for a head to be big enough to store all the fascinating knowledge and wit that Noah had proven to have. And that pimple just below his right cheekbone, well, that is just time's beauty mark, a proof of growth and maturity that was one feature of many on his face that showed that he was very alive. He found an adorableness in the way Noah uncurled from his sleep and rubbed his eyes first thing after a long night of rest, and he felt a burning discomfort in the unmistakable image of Noah curling into Owen's nap for a makeshift pillow later that day. Alejandro felt electricity course throw his veins and his hands become shakey and clammy at every short lock between ivy and coffee irises. He felt his heart beat a thousand miles a minute each time he stood next to the other, and he would feel it speed up ten times fast at every sarcastic comment the other would make.

Alejandro found himself staring.

Alejandro finds himself studying his face, gauging his face for reactions whenever he makes a joke, and he finds himself way too excited when Noah cracks a smile at it. One time, Alejandro had made Noah laugh. Belly laugh. Gasping for breath laugh. A laugh so full of joy that Alejandro found himself smiling. Not from the contagiousness of Noah's laugh nor from the humor of the comment he had made about Duncan, which, truth be told, he couldn't recite on the spot even if he needed to because his memory had been wiped and replaced with this. Rather, he was satisfied that of all people, he could make Noah laugh like this (and Owen.. he supposes.) That night held for him some distasteful news, because how could Alejandro be the one melted into somebody else's palms?

Noah had noticed the sudden change in Alejandro's behavior, but it'd be a lie if he said he knew why it happened. And if anyone were to tell him why, he would deny it, because not only was it obviously not true, but he also didn't want it to be. The idea of someone as slimy, slippery, and eel-y as Alejandro even daring to approach him was for one, unfortunate, for two, terrible, and for three, impossible. But he couldn't help but ponder why this change had happened. Just why was Alejandro so... fidgety? He was running his hand through his hair what felt like every five minutes (Noah heard him curse under his breath once in spanish, likely at the realization of the inevitable accumulation of grease by the end of the day due to the excessive hand-to-root action), he kept unbuttoning and buttoning the top button of his shirt (Noah heard him mutter once, "is it too scandalous undone?"), and he wouldn't stop playing with his fingers, cracking and popping them, pulling and intertwining them—not that Noah was always watching his hands or anything, because he wasn't, but it was just such a drastic change to Alejandro's usually confident demeanor that you must be a fool to not notice it.

Alejandro did not notice—how could he be such a fool? Developing a crush on an opponent with a million dollars on the line? Pathetic.

The night following Noah's laughing fit, Alejandro found himself staring at Noah's sleeping form. Alejandro had noticed the way he usually sleeps, which would be creepy if Noah didn't have such a noticeable way of sleeping. He curled up to sleep, upright or on his side, and it was pretty cute. His eyes observed the way Noah was curled up against Owen's side, face resting into the other's fat. Ah, right. Owen. Alejandro felt a scowl creep up on his face when his eyes shifted to the blond's face—only to immediately divert his eyes, because Owen was already looking at him. He heard Owen laugh, which made his embarrassment double—embarrassment? I don't get embarrassed.

"Don't worry, Al." Gross. Al. "Noah doesn't know, so your secret is safe with me."

Alejandro blinked. He looked back at Owen, although reluctantly. "...Secret?"

Owen laughed again, and Alejandro was getting worried that he would wake Noah as he watched the smallest of them bounce against Owen. "You know, Al. Your cute little crush on Noah! He's smart and all, but he kind of sucks with love. You can take as much time as you want before you tell him. But between you and me, I think he likes you, too."

Alejandro's mind blanked. Crush? "Uh. My what."

Owen's face turned confused as well. "Oh... Do you not? Oops. Forget I said that about Noah."

Alejandro wished he could think of a decent response, but, what?

"Uh... No, I wouldn't say you're wrong. I just... didn't know myself."

"You—" Owen laughed again, this time making Noah groan in his sleep.

"Ugh... Owen. Stop, 'm trying to sleep." He said, not even opening his eyes.

"Sorry, buddy." Owen giggled, "Al's just pretty funny."

Alejandro glared at Owen, and the other shrugged.

"Sure." Noah groaned, adjusting his position before quickly falling back to sleep.

"Wow! How could you not know, Al? You're always looking at him and talking to him, 'n stuff. It's like Tyler and I aren't even there! And you're so nervous around him. I didn't know someone as cool and confident as you could get nervous around anyone. It makes me proud to know my little buddy could do that."

Alejandro nodded. "Hmm. You're right... Maybe that is the case."

It was a silent agreement between the two that it was their business and no one else's, an agreement that Alejandro wasn't too confident that Owen wouldn't break, but it was enough. Alejandro couldn't decide what was more shocking, an agreement between him and Owen, or the fact that he actually liked Noah in a more than just curious way. Looking back on what Owen said though, he thinks an Owen and Alejandro alliance is much more surprising.

[cherrysurf]

i no no wat to rite oki bai.

[notesonidiocy]

anywayss soo

[fandomandangstlover]

gives u beckham content & disappears immediately

[justandumbkid]

Before I go to sleep, I'd like to let you know 1. I'm not dead and 2. Chase and Chance's freckles and hair glow in the dark.

HOLY MAMA DOGGY DOG!!!???

Also hi hyd :3

Anyway, could you imagine if there was a black out and the whole ginvin fam just stayed close to Chase and Chance the whole time until the power was back???? Like they all just stayed close to like Chase or Chance, and when someone needs to find uhh idk a screwdriver they just be like "yo, Chase/Chance, can you come here real quick?? I need to find the screwdriver" and Chase or Chance just awkwardly just stand close to them-

Also good thing you're not dead, hope you are doing well (≡^∇^≡)

I'm gonna doodle that when I have motivation...

[cupidhoons]

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HEESEUNG \ 희승

The soft click of the door shutting behind you is the only sound in the quiet apartment. Heeseung’s tie hangs loosely around his neck, and he tugs at it absentmindedly while his gaze flicks toward you. His eyes linger, taking in the way your lipstick is slightly smudged, the way your heels dangle loosely in your hand.

You drop your shoes by the door, stepping closer. His hand finds the small of your back as if it belongs there, pulling you in. His lips brush yours, tentative at first, then deepens with each slow kiss. His free hand skims your jawline, his thumb tilting your chin upward.

You pull back breathless, his fingers pause on his cheek. He turns his head slightly, catching sight of the faint red mark just below his cheekbone. A soft chuckle escapes him as he looks at you, his brows lifting in mock surprise. “You’ve been busy.”

He tugs you closer by your waist, his voice low as his lips graze your ear. “But you’re not finished, are you?” His hand slides up your back, anchoring you as he kisses you again, slower this time, savoring each moment.

JAY \ 제이

Jay stands in front of the mirror, adjusting the cuffs of his crisp white shirt. The faint scent of his cologne lingers in the air, mingling with the sound of you rummaging through the vanity. His eyes flick toward you in the reflection, catching the way you lean forward, lips pursed as you touch up your lipstick.

He turns to face you, his steps unhurried but deliberate. His hand brushes yours as he takes the lipstick tube, setting it aside without a word. His other hand finds your waist, pulling you closer until your back presses lightly against the edge of the vanity.

He kisses you, his lips soft but purposeful, his fingers tightening slightly on your hip as the kiss deepens. You feel his breath hitch when your hands skim the fabric of his shirt.

When you pull back, his thumb brushes his collar, catching the faint red stain. His mouth quirks upward, the barest hint of a smirk. “You really want everyone at the party to know?” His voice is teasing, but the way his fingers trace the line of your jaw betrays his amusement.

Without waiting for a reply, he leans in again, his lips grazing yours before moving to your neck, his touch lingering in a way that makes you forget the party entirely.

JAKE \ 제이크

The couch dips slightly under his weight as Jake shifts closer, the sound of his hand ruffling through the blanket filling the quiet room. His knee bumps against yours, turning his head towards you.

“Come here,” he murmurs, barely waiting for a response before his hand finds the curve of your cheek. His lips meet yours, the kiss slow at first but quickly becoming needier. His other hand drifts to your thigh, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin.

His gaze follows yours as you pull back from him, catching on the faint smear of red on his lower lip. He raises a brow, brushing his thumb over it, then holds it up for you to see.

“You’re leaving evidence,” he says. Though before you can reply, his hand slides to the back of your neck, drawing you in again.

SUNGHOON \ 성훈

The sharp scent of the rink still clings to his jacket as Sunghoon leans against the car door. His cheeks are flushed, a mix of cold and something more, and his breath puffs into the night air in uneven bursts.

You reach up, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead, and his fingers catch your wrist. His hand slides to your waist, pulling you closer until the cold metal of the car presses against your back.

His lips meet yours, hesitant at first, but the warmth of the kiss quickly melts the chill between you. His hand lingers at your waist, fingers flexing slightly as he deepens the kiss, his other hand cupping the back of your neck.

When you part, his breath hitches slightly as his fingers brush over the mark just below his jaw. His lips quirk into a crooked smile as he tilts his head, exposing the evidence. “That’s bold,” he murmurs, the faintest edge of a laugh in his voice.

But instead of stepping away, he leans in, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. “Let me return the favor,” he whispers, his voice low as his hand moves to cradle your face, pulling you into another kiss.

SUNOO \ 선우

The soft hum of a hairdryer fades as the stylist steps out, leaving you and Sunoo alone in the brightly lit room. He glances at himself in the mirror, adjusting the collar of his shirt, but his gaze shifts quickly to you.

“You’re staring,” you tease, but he only smirks, crossing the room in a few easy strides. His hand finds your wrist, pulling you gently toward him until you’re close enough to see the faint shimmer of gloss on his lips.

“Can’t help it,” he says softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His fingers linger at your jaw as he tilts your head, and his lips meet yours in a kiss that’s feather-light at first, then grows deeper, more insistent.

When he pulls back, his thumb brushes against his jaw, catching on the faint red stain. He raises it for you to see, his eyes narrowing playfully. “Really?”

You open your mouth to explain, but he cuts you off with another kiss, his lips barely ghosting over yours. “It’s fine,” he whispers, his breath warm against your skin. “It looks good on me, don’t you think?” His hands slide to your waist as he kisses you again.

JUNGWON \ 정원

The rainwater drips steadily from your coats as Jungwon unlocks the door, his hand lingering on yours as you step inside. The warmth of his apartment envelops you, but the tension lingers like the faint scent of rain in the air.

Jungwon shrugs off his jacket, but his eyes stay fixed on you. His hair clings damply to his forehead, and you reach up instinctively, brushing it back. His hand catches yours before you can pull away, his touch lingering as he pulls you closer.

The kiss starts softly, his lips tentative against yours, but it deepens quickly, his hand slipping to the back of your neck. His breath mingles with yours, the wet fabric of your clothes cool against his fingers as he holds you closer.

His fingers brush against his neck, where the faint outline of your lipstick stands out against his skin. He pauses, then glances at you, his lips curving into a slow smile.

“Guess I’m not wiping that off,” he murmurs, his voice low and warm. He leans in again, his lips grazing yours before traveling down to your jaw, the touch of his breath sending shivers down your spine.

RIKI \ 니키

The glow of the TV casts faint shadows across the room, but Ni-ki’s attention isn’t on the screen. His arm drapes over the back of the couch, his fingers brushing lightly against your shoulder as he shifts closer.

You glance at him, catching the way his eyes flick to your lips, and the distance between you disappears. His hand slides to the nape of your neck as his lips meet yours, the kiss soft but insistent. His breath is warm, the faint scent of popcorn lingering as his fingers trace the line of your jaw.

When you pull back, his tongue darts out, catching on the faint smear of red on his bottom lip. He pauses, his eyes narrowing as he leans back slightly, pointing to the stain with a smirk.

“Is this what you were planning all along?” he asks, his voice playful and light. Without waiting for a response, he leans in again, his lips brushing yours teasingly.

[shadde-shadd]

I imagined a wedding like that

Gangle's ring would be a paper clip since she doesn't have hands😅

And and also their little babies.....

Oki bay