#okok BYE BYE

[oathofkaslana]

abt to do windblume so excited my two favorite characters in the same event I’m going to sob so hard

[lunamothghost]

last life was a romance if I remember correctly

[cowardlycowboys]

sunny and sweet

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i think its weird that i have to make this disclaimer but the internet is crazy so wtvr,, anyway,,

if i say i dont like something, that doesnt mean "that thing is bad and nobody should post it.."

i swear literally every time i even mention that i dislike something, people will go "wow does that mean u fucking hate me cuz i post that thing? ur a fucking stupid bitch and all ur opinions r wrong" LIKE ?? er.. no. just because i say i dont like certain characterizations of certain characters (the saiki k fandom is CRAZY about this cuz i can state an opinion on literally any character and a group of people will still go 'well only we're allowed to post our opinions about them because we're always right!1!1!'), or certain ship tropes (mentioned my hatred of toxic yaoi maybe once or twice on here months ago and people STILL get mad at me as if i said toxic yaoi lovers r evil or something), or certain ships, or WHATEVER, does not mean that i HATE the people who are posting them or that i think they shouldnt post them at all, NO, im just posting about my personal tastes on my personal blog and it would be extremely weird and hypocritical if i decided that i was the ONLY person that was allowed to do that,,

i think the only reason people assume that is because there are a lot of other people on here who ARE like that, and a lot of people toe the line between posting that they dont like something and posting that they think everyone who likes that thing is stupid, annoying, and wrong,, so i guess all i can say is, sorry for whatever made you make these assumptions but they arent true about me so plz leave me alone ʘ‿ʘ ur doing the same thing to me that ur accusing me of but i didnt do it in the first place so ur just actively being a dick for no reason

[fonkdonkisreallycool]

Drawing Time!

i drew Time from Linked Universe!!! honestly, he's my favourite character :)

This is the before and after (i stuffed up the eye :(((()

[kuromi-hoemie]

i love being a stem i love being flamboyantly masculine it's so fun. (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟi had a good outing this afternoon getting RSOs and then checking out the mall here n getting a cinnamon roll finally omg.

I've been craving one so bad for a few days aksjak i was anxious abt going to the mall bc i haven't been to one in Months or maybe a year, but i didn't need to be 🙈 it's the middle of the day on a random Tuesday, of the relatively few ppl who were here they were gassing me up 😤💕

[brainrot-stitch]

Haii u can call me stitch... or my irl name if we're pals :3

He/she

U can send me drawing requests any time at all forever. Pretty pls. Also I lovee drawing on whiteboard with ppl if u ask me to join or make one I will gladly say yes...

Feel free to @ me or dm me!!!

I am a MINOR, and also taken. Please do not tag me in anything nsfw or put anything nsfw in my askbox, and do not srsly flirt w me. I am alright with suggestive jokes n things of that sort, I in fact find them quite funny! But don't be weird about me personally pls❤️

Also, I am unable to donate

(Tags under the cut)

Stitch art- art tag. Mmy art :3

Rot posting- I am in some form of pain usually physical. Rotting.

Axel (oc)- an oc I have who I am Not Normal about

Daydream posting- the daydreams... why do they gotta be so real. And also drag me out of reality. Darn!!!!

My cat- my cat

Favs- my favs...

Reaction things- self explanatory

Doodles myself- drawings or doodles I've done of me :3

Lore drop- wild lore abt me. Giggles

Requests! - drawing requests I've done (feel free to send in some😈😈)

Dw oc puff- yet another character of mine... they're so silly.......

[jiunngs]

ROMANCE SUBPLOT ✶ PARK JAY

ft. gn!reader x park jay, soloist!jay au. warnings none, just a meet cute ^_^ (i. i think) wc 920

desc ★ breaking! globally adored kpop soloist jay park spotted mooning over.. local convenience store employee?

the cover he had been featured on wasn't exactly a huge deal — or at least, not to him.

sure, he'd liked the clothes he'd been given to wear and enjoyed the shoot and subsequent interview for the main article afterwards, but other than that it had just been like any other photoshoot he'd been asked to partake in. lights, camera, pose, action — and repeat. it was a routine he'd found himself slowly getting used to over the months, along with the rest of things on the long, long list of being an idol.

the only reason he was in the store looking for a copy at all was to buy one of the aforementioned magazines for a friend — heeseung, of course, because who other than his best friend of five years would want to own a copy of every single little thing his face was plastered all over, from rip-off merchandise to official double-page spreads of him in some ridiculous pose modelling for some high-end fashion brand?

his usual disguise (a surgical mask pulled up high over his nose and a bucket hat that was a little too big) had been fine outside, but now he was in the shop itself he felt as if he was going to pass out from the heat, and so cautiously pulled the mask down under his chin after casting a careful look around all the aisles; only to find practically no one else in the quaint convenience store with him. thank god.

safe in the knowledge he wouldn't get noticed and then proceed to get swarmed with questions and requests for photos and the like, he made his way to the stands filled to the brim with shiny-covered magazines, newspapers, and trashy tabloids in search for the one with his figure splayed out on the cover. it didn't take long, and once he had it in his hands he made a face at his languid form, designer pieces draped over his figure as he posed for the camera.

tucking the issue under his arm and looking around the other aisles, he decided to at least get a drink or something else of the like — to hopefully make it look like the magazine was a more casual buy, an afterthought instead of the sole reason he'd trudged to the store in the first place.

soft drink of choice now in hand, jongseong now made his way to counter. he'd forgotten about his mask still under his chin, but that was the least of his worries when he saw you.

pretty was his first thought, coming to a gradual standstill as he watched the sun stream in from the windows and hit the soft features of your face, posture relaxed in your seat behind the till and eyes looking down at the magazine in your hands. the magazine he was plastered all over. oh.

trying to look as natural as possible, jay cleared his throat as he gently placed the two items on the counter in front of you. it prompted you to look up from your reading and just before you were about to say something you promptly stopped in your tracks, something like recognition sparking in your eyes.

he watched as you looked from the page of the magazine you were flicking through, to him, and back to the page again. then one long look was cast to the same copy of that magazine he'd put down for you to ring up, and he felt his cheeks heat up against his will.

his next words were stilted, blurted out in an attempt to try and explain himself.

"um. it's— it's for a friend."

your slow nod and the sight of a small smile tugging at your lips while you rang him up did nothing to help his embarrassment, and the silence between you was almost palpable.

the first words you spoke were polite, the standard customer-service-with-a-smile tone he was sure all employees at places like these had, but were also bordering on the line of amused, not trying to hide the small laugh in your voice in the slightest (which again, was disastrous for the fact that he was attracted to you as it was. he blamed one specific lee heeseung for all of this).

"is that all for you today? anything else your.. friend wants? i'm sure i can sneak in a discount somewhere."

a subsequent rush of "ah, no! it's fine, you really don't need to." came out of his mouth, the reassurance more of a jumbled rush of syllables mushed together in a sentence that he wasn't sure was fully comprehensible than anything. still, it made you grin wider, and that was enough for him to shoulder the humility.

peace and quiet reigned again while you bagged up his two items, until your soft humming caught his ears — and he realised, with no small amount of inner glee that the tune was one of his own. perhaps his new favourite, now that you had deemed it good enough to replicate under your breath.

your eyes met again when you handed it over, smile back in full force and even more blinding now that he was looking at it head-on.

"have a nice day! and please, feel free to come again."

jongseong had a feeling he would. even if it was to buy more things he didn't need and might get him reprimanded, seeing your face and hearing your voice would be more than enough to make up for any of it.

✿ did this end rly abruptly.. lol. anyway, it's been a couple weeks, i hope ur ok!!! also like.... shld i take requests??? lmk lmao i think it'd be fun :o will check 4 mistakes later, gn!!

[just-a-girl-with-a-pistol]

Vroom Vroom a scav ride

[im-bored-so-i-draw]

if i said not done then its not done

[gregoftom]

gross

[strangerays]

can we talk about the really edgy scene i just pulled out of my ass

girl you don't even know how hyped up and happy i felt while writing this

Sunset like sweet honey dripped down into the pine trees that cusped the shoreline. I drifted along the sandy pavement on my bike, my hair flittering over my shoulders. The sun hadn’t quite disappeared over the horizon line; and Point Blink was not yet asleep. New energy buzzed through my body like sugar as I rode further away from home.             I needed to know more. I felt like I couldn’t rest until I did.  The only thing that stopped me from delving deeper into Lonan’s past was respect for my friend. I wouldn’t go behind his back. I didn’t want to freak him out.             After all, I trusted him.             Turning my sore curiosity into frustration, I sped past Mothouse, down the grassy hill, and onto the beach.             The sand was cold when I jumped off my bike, shoving it onto the bike rack. Narrowly, it missed and rang sharply out into the night when metal scratched against metal. Leaving it where it lay, I used the tip of my foot to tug my shoes off and kick them somewhere into the swaying yellow grass. I cast a forlorn look at the bike, as though it were a person I’d come to resent over time.             My overall straps came undone easily, then my shirt. Somewhere, my phone was ringing. I ignored it, throwing my clothes onto a rock. My toes flicked up sand as I marched down to the water. Something like a scream burned in the back of my throat. Filled up my chest, bright like a rising sun. I didn’t care that I was alone. I didn’t care that Madison and Oliver had let me leave the party early. I didn’t care if Dad was worried about me. I didn’t care what Lonan was doing. I didn’t care what the kids at school thought about me. I didn’t care why Jude wanted to be my friend. I didn’t want to care so much anymore.             A brisk wind barreled into me from behind, pulling the last of the warmth from my body before I plunged into the brackish water and disappeared for a very long time.

[stylesthebrave]

writing advice from my professor that i think doubles as life advice

- discovery happens at the end of every question “why?” Keep asking why. There must be a reason for everything. 

- Relationships are built upon expectations of one another. Conversations advance conflict because tension exists between people. 

- the interest in storytelling is to connect people to the world around us. 

- the difference between reality and fiction is that fiction has to make sense. In life, the truth is beyond us and our understanding, but in fiction, we create truth

- chapters are not complete stories. there must be unanswered questions in order to propel the story forward. 

- meaning cannot be found. it must be created with the materials we already have

- similarly, if we want someone else to create meaning, we must give them the materials to do so

- instead of focusing on fixing your weaknesses, lean into your strengths. strengthen them even more. 

[panb1mbo]

a developing baby takes calcium from the bones of the birthing person, which, in my opinion, is metal as fuck.

[pieflavoredartz]

IM DONE W ALL MY CLASSES BRUH IM FREEEEEEE 🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️ 🍄🍄🍄🍄

[atzfilm]

hi posting in like 10 mins