#overwhelming lol

[galaxywhale]

currently flip flopping wildly between “i did so much cleaning today, I’m so proud of myself” and “I did so much cleaning today but it’s made so little difference to the overall clutter that what was the point lol” 🙃

[james-is-nasqueer]

After staying up til almost 4am my time to watch the rain delayed Daytona 500, the racing gods took pity on me and canceled my 9am class. NIGHTY NIGHT 🌙 😴

[meruz]

predictably i love skeleton crew. i love annoying children

edit: sorry added a meme

[kirishwima]

JJK guys when you see them with someone else (but it's a misunderstanding, really)

Part 1 ft Gojo, Toji

Gojo:

Toji:

[victoria-pedrettis]

TEEN BEDROOMS IN FILM/TV

Mean Girls (2004) Clueless (1995) Sabrina the Teenage Witch (1996-2003) The Lizzie McQuire Movie (2003) Lady Bird (2017) Dawson's Creek (1998-2003) Pretty in Pink (1986) Juno (2007) Gilmore Girls (2000-2007) 10 Things I Hate About You (1999) Easy A (2010) Skins (2007-2013) Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986) The Princess Diaries (2001) The Virgin Suicides (1999)

[allthatispeculiar]

[izzenithal]

thinking about remembering

[personishfive]

in which dialogue is exchanged

[iilmunchkiin]

"Happy Pocky Day! Part 2"

Aww how cute they're kissi-

Oh!... well, happy pocky day from the rest of the gang anyway (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

(Part 1)

[dingledraw]

If you can’t handle cringe fail disco Crowley, you don’t deserve disco goddess Crowley!!! 😤💃🏻

[itsaspectrumcomic]

not my usual kind of comic but just... how I've been feeling recently

if you're feeling the same, maybe it will help to know you're not the only one

[renthedevil]

old valley girl tim doobles :]

[cecoeur]

daniel ricciardo | enchanté nyc pop-up december 2024

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 16; Baby steps

[sweeneydino]

Shell bugs

And a little Mikey + Mato sketch add-on

Felt like the turtles would like the Nailmasters, tho if it's 2012 like how depicted here, Raph might have to get used to the big bugs-

Also, brother angst.

[darkbunnylove]

Poly141 Reacting to reader tidying and decorating their balcony

It wasn’t really their strong suit, decorating around the house. If it weren’t for you, the apartment would have stayed all cool walls and clean lines. Nice enough, but missing something. Just a place to crash between missions. But you made it a home.

Now that winter has finally passed and the days have grown warmer and longer, you decided to do something small, something sweet, for the ones you love. You cleaned off the balcony, swept away the last of the cold season, brought out the little round table and chairs again, this time with soft pillows on each seat. You planted herbs, repotted flowers, gave the lemon tree some fresh soil.

By the time you were done, it looked like a little dream tucked above the city. Sunlight on wood, scent of lemon blossom, a place to sit and just be. And when each of them came home, they saw what you had done. And oh—they felt it in their chest.

Soap stepped onto the balcony, eyes soft, mouth parted, knees going a little weak at the sight. Colorful flowers lined the edges. The sharp, fresh scent of herbs lingered in the air. And there you were you—standing there with a little pot in your gloved hands, smiling at him like it was nothing. “You did all this alone?” he asked, voice soft and full of awe. You barely nodded before he was across the space, grabbing your face for a kiss so full of love it left you almost breathless.

“Bonnie… it looks like my mum’s garden back home,” he grinned, running a thumb over your cheek as if he couldn’t quite believe you were real. God, how did he even deserve you?

Later that night, he brought out a tiny hand-written sign and stuck it in the lemon tree pot. It read: “Bonnie’s Garden — Grown with Love.”

Gaz entered your shared apartment, a box of solar-powered fairy lights in hand and a quiet excitement in his step, only to pause when he saw the balcony through the open curtains. Eyes sparkling, he stepped closer, blinking like he needed a second to take it all in. You’d already done it.

“Was gonna surprise you,” he said, a little sheepish but smiling, and you immediately knew he loved every bit of it. He kissed you gently, then took your hand and guided you to one of the chairs.

Without another word, he disappeared inside, only to return a minute later with a little speaker tucked under one arm and your favorite cold drink in his hand. He pressed play on a playlist, handed you the glass, and leaned back in his seat as the golden evening air warmed both your faces. “I’m not sure I’ll ever top this, you know,” he grinned, his voice full of admiration, as he laced his fingers with yours. “You’ve set the bar mad high, babe.”

You found Ghost standing a little awkwardly in your apartment, still in full tac gear, boots dirty from the day. He hadn’t stepped out onto the balcony, just stood there, brows drawn together, like he wasn’t sure if he was meant to. So you smiled, walked inside, and physically tugged him outside by the arm until he followed.

There was a flicker of warmth in those honey-brown eyes, as he scanned the space. You knew he noticed it all. The way the floorboards had been scrubbed clean, the faint scent of soil still in the air, the pillow on the chair nearest the door, slightly creased like you’d tested it yourself. “Nice. Real nice,” he hummed softly.

He reached out and pulled you into his lap, one hand at your waist, the other resting on your thigh, tracing slow, absentminded circles. He pressed a kiss to your scalp, then spoke quietly, “Thank you, love.”

You smelled Price’s familiar aftershave and felt his strong arms wrap around you before you even saw him. You were quietly watering the mint and basil when he stepped onto the balcony on his own, full-on heart boner at the sight of his little bird creating something so beautiful.

He spun you around slowly, smiling softly before pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist. “Look at you, sweetheart,” he chuckled. “I leave for half a day and you turn the place into a dream.”

He looked around to take it all in, but his gaze soon settled on you again, full of appreciation. He reached up to brush a smudge of dirt from your cheek. “We’ll have to sit out here tomorrow morning,” he added, glancing toward the chairs. “Cup of tea, bit of quiet, you in my lap. Perfect start to the day.”