#purples and pastels and galaxy I AM IN LOVE

[sso-montana]

Altair

You crazy-assed cosmonaut, remember your virtue Redemption lies plainly in truth Just humor us, Achilles, Achilles, come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof?

 Gang of Youths: Achilles Come Down

Altair belongs to @courtsnort-sso

[msbutterfly5294]

30 Day Writing Challenge - With Ms. Butterfly 🦋

🌸🔥🦋

Day One : Describe My Personality

🦋 Truthfully , my personality centers on emotion . I am a very animated and emotional human . So , if I’m feeling happy , there will be laughter ; if there is feelings of sadness , there will be many tears . Whatever my emotions present will become my personality , more or less. . . But , if I had to look outside of myself to view my personality , I am : Thoughtful , Impulsive , Caring , Agreeable , Aggressive , Creative , Passionate , Open , Delicate / Sensitive , Imaginative , Dramatic , Pessimistic and - or Optimistic , Stubborn , and Moody .

< NOTE : I Missed A Day So Day Two And Three Will Be Added In One Session >

Day Two : Things That Make Me Happy

🦋 Butterflies , Rain , Gloomy / Dark Weather , My Darling Love , My Reasons , Fandoms , Lore , Storytelling , Story / Character / World Development , Psychology , Sociology , Spirituality , Tarot Cards , Writing / Journaling , Drawing / Art , The Science Of Cannabis And Various Substances , Comedy , Purple & Silver , My Darling Love's Giant Red Hoodie , Hugs From Specific People , Emotion Wheel Chart , Music ( Hollywood Undead , The Used , Falling In Reverse , Avenged Sevenfold , Sueco The Child , NateWantsToBattle , EDM , Dubstep , Rock , Heavy Metal , Emo Rap , etc. . . ) , Minecraft , Kidcore , Culture ( My Own + Others ) , Flowers And Plants , Universe / Galaxy / Space / Stars / Supernovas , Notes And Art From People ( I Keep Them All , Even From Potential Friends ) , Daz Games , Markiplier , Boze vs THE WORLD , MatPat , Pastel Colors , Age Regression , Being Included , Nature / Hiking , Stargazing , Dancing , Emotional Vulnerability , Patience , Gentle But Assertive Honesty , Being Checked Up On , And Many , Many , Many More. . .

Day Three : A Memory

🦋 < APPROXIMATELY SIX YEARS AGO >

The air was fresh and crisp , a subtle breeze zipping past every now and again . It was a perfect day .

I and my best friend , My Darling , were walking away from the school . The school hours have passed and now it was time to head home . He didn’t want me walking home alone because some bullies of mine lurked every now and again when I headed home , so he joined me on a short walk . He needed to head home soon though , so he said he would walk me as far as he could .

The whole world seemed to be vibrant in color and light . The walk was full of bounce in our steps , laughter , and giggles lifted the air . West of the school was an open field with a small park to the south , and the grass was a bright neon green that shimmered with light dew on them . The mountains in the distance stood tall and protected the land , they too were as playful as our hearts , even if standing still . 

We were both walking on the soft , wet grass , when he pulled me into an unexpected hug and dragged me down to the ground . We landed with a soft thump , my heart sang and echoed through my voice pipes , coming out as laughter . My Darling and I stared at the sky , still in a tight embrace , when he asked , “ What are we ? ”

“ Greedy humans . ” I responded , thinking that he was referring to society as a whole . But he had something different in mind. . .

“ No. . . Like , us . What are we ? ”

“ Oh. . . ” My cheeks flushed and my jaw tightened . I liked My Darling more than a friend , but I didn’t know if he felt the same way . I kept my mouth shut and said , “ Bestest friends , of course ! ”

He then sat up , pulling me up with him . His hands were big and soft , and feeling them , touching him , sent a shock of adrenaline and giddiness through my whole body . I wanted to hold on to him and never let go . He sheepishly smiled and said , “ Would you like to be boyfriend - girlfriend ? ”

My eyes widened , my heart started beating faster , and the rush pushed through my veins and I basically bounced up and down . “ Yes ! Of course , I would ! ”

His sky blue eyes illuminated the world around us , his smile grew , almost like there was love on the tips of his lips . He grabbed my hands , caressing them gently before putting them down on his knees as he laid his head against my heart , and listened to the pulse sing with uplifting melodious tunes .

I ran my hands through My Darling's golden hair , feeling his scalp as I lightly scratched and massaged it . There was no one in this world but him and me . Even though the sky was kindled with light and a few white fluffy clouds , I could see the moon and stars . Everything was twinkling and fulfilling .

This is the perfect day. . .

The perfect day to fall in love .

And this was my first time falling in love .

Day Four : Places I Want To Visit

🦋 China , Lake Powell ( Utah ) , and Las Vegas ( Nevada )

🦋 Truthfully , I don't want to visit many places .

[slightlytoastedbagel]

Bagel decided to review the new outfits because why not: Wonderlands X Showtime

Welcome to Clown Town everyone.

I am a little disappointed by the overall use of white for their group unifying colour, especially as More More Jump also includes a lot of white in their new outfits. I mean Miku has the light blue couldn't they have used that? Anyway, Wonderlands X Showtime's new outfits fit the bill for a redesign that sort of feels like an improvement and a downgrade simultaneously.

Tsukasa's is my personal favourite of the group. The white coat and the yellow shirt go along nicely together and I like that they kept his little galaxy (?) thing on the shoulder. The blue accent on his coat as well is just really good. Also love how he is still holding that ridiculous flag. He also has the light grey on his coat (they could have gone with light grey as well why didn't they???)

I said Emu and Nene's looked too similar to their older designs. I do stand by that, but also they are definitely better looking than said older designs. Emu's outfit always seemed to bother me for no real reason (mostly in the Dance Robot Dance mv the skirt just didn't look right to me) so I'm not fully happy with their choice to keep the... egg? The very round skirt. But it does look better than before so I can't complain much. That might just be the art improving though.

Nene's outfit is growing on me. I miss her yellow skirt from her original but this one does look better again and the green adds to it overall. Some people have compared her outfit to the Smile of a Dreamer set which I can definitely see. I also just noticed the buttons being the main colours for Tsukasa, Emu and Rui. Never mind Nene'a outfit is great.

Rui... well. Is Rui. I can't comment on him because we can't see the front but I like the coat, especially the single purple streak on the back. Someone in a discord server I'm in did point out that his pants look more like really long boots. Looking at it now I think he may have just tucked the pants legs into his shoes but either way he is still a disaster. (He very much did tuck his pant legs into his shoes why is he like this).

WxS Miku is my favourite of the new Miku's so far, and the only one I prefer to the original. The red for her old dress just always bugged me for some reason so the white being added to break that up is great. Also her cat ears and tail have changed colour. How. The skirt, again, looks better than it did before as well. WxS Miku may just have the best redesign of the entire cast.

Anyway, overall I think I prefer their new designs to the older ones (with the possible exception of Rui since we haven't fully seen it yet) and it's really neat to see how the art style has progressed. I like them less than L/N's and VBS's but more than MMJ's. Only thing is I wish they got to keep most of their colour, the white could have easily been a pastel colour of some sorts (or the light grey seen on Tsukasa's coat).

[actualmythicalcreature]

Tagged by straight-strychnine. Not tagging anyone else though because I have a cold and I'm sleepy 😴

Nickname: 𝕋𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚 is my preference but over  the years people have called me: Tabbycat,  Little Tab, Tobi, Toots, BabySnakes, and now BayBee.

Sign: Libra

Height: 5"3

Last thing I googled: "ghost template pathfinder" - my D&D character is attempting to cheat death and may end up as a ghost briefly in the process and I wanted to figure out which of my spells and abilities will work and which won't. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Number of Followers: 4563

Amount of Sleep: I sleep from 3am - 10am most nights. That's when my body naturally wants to sleep. It makes functioning in the world a little difficult though.

Lucky number: 69 😎 nah I don't actually have one 🅻O�� 😅

Favorite color: Purple, because it's not real (where the shrimp colors live). And then also the entire area of the color spectrum where green meets blue (cyan, teal, turquoise, mint, etc)

Dream job: Writer and Artist - which I allready am, but in the dream: it actually makes me money. 😅

Movies/Books that summarize me: Lilo and Stitch (autism) ʀᴏꜰʟ (˃̣̣̥▽˂̣̣̥๑).

Favorite song: right now- Trouble Follows Me by Antiflag, of all time - Diamonds and Gold by Tom Waits

Favorite instrument: Acoustic guitar is what I played before all the arthritis.

Aesthetic: oh Ｆｕｃｋ. Depends on the day? I cultivate and collect vibes and wear them like costumes. If it were up to me, I'd have a house of different rooms each with radically different vibes. Like - oh here's the 50's diner kitchen, the dark academia solarium and greenhouse, the high fantasy room I play tabletop rpg's in, the pop art comic book livingroom and media center, the spa bathroom, the pastel plush filled play room, the lofi galaxy bar and lounge, the sex dungeon, the punk trash rock music room, the west coast contemporary back patio.... I could go on. And on. Love me a good vibe.

Favorite author: many of my faves over the years turned problematic with time and so now I refuse to state a Favorite because im afraid it's some sort of curse. I'm currently re-enjoying the Hitchhiker's series so we'll say I'm fond of Douglas Adam's and hopefully that will be safe because it's harder to become problematic when you're dead. I could say Tolkien for the same reason.

Favorite animal noise: whale songs.

Random: uhhh..... I got nothing.

[hufflautia]

Are you in love with me?

This can’t be happening, Slytherin thinks as he approaches her slowly. I shouldn’t have run out of the room. He can talk to other girls if he wants to, it doesn’t matter to me. 

Her anger dissolves into something else. It is another feeling—one that she’s afraid to address. 

A thought breaks free from the confines of her stubborn heart. 

But it does.  

Hufflepuff lifts his hand to caress her cheek, effectively making her mind go blank. 

“Are you in love with me,” he asks softly.  

Slytherin swallows with difficulty, her heart pounding. He’s so close she can make out the tiny speckles in his earthy brown irises. “No.” 

There’s a moment in which they stand there in silence, and the universe holds its breath. It exhales when Hufflepuff leans in and kisses her so sweetly that she is left dazed after they pull apart. She doesn’t remember tangling her fingers into his hair nor can she recall the moment he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer as their lips moved in unison. 

His gaze lingers on her parted lips. 

“Are you in love with me now?”  

Slytherin lets out a small laugh, and he revels in the warmth of her breath brushing against his skin.  

“Not yet,” she murmurs, her cheeks kissed with a tint of rosy pink. “Ask me again tomorrow.”   

A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “I’ll put it at the top of my to-do list.” 

She hums happily. “And you?” she muses. “Are you in love with me?”  

“I’ll have to think about it.” He gives her a grin, one so warm and utterly Hufflepuff-like that she feels as though she will melt in his arms. “I suppose you’ll have to ask me again tomorrow. Until then, I’m gonna kiss you.”

Hufflepuff smirks when she raises her eyebrows, slightly taken aback by his bluntness. 

“You know,” he tilts her chin up, “for decision-making purposes.” 

Her heartbeat quickens. 

Fin. 

~

MASTERLIST (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง << Sometimes you can’t see the embedded link because tumblr is built different. If it doesn’t work, go to my main page; the masterlist is pinned.

This ficlet is inspired by Chapter Three of Happy Birthday by Ohhhmyloki. 

Author’s note: This may be the most spontaneous thing I’ve ever written. Hope you enjoyed! Comments and reblogs are appreciated. 

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[icedteaandoldlace]

Muchas gracias for the tag, @pastelglitchesxx. I’m just now getting around to this because I just got my wifi back, and I hate having to use my phone for these sort of things. ✌🏻

1. Favorite Piece of Clothing

So the one time in my teen years that I had enough money to buy something from 5-7-9, I tried on a whole bunch of really cute purple tops. I could only afford to get one, though, so I had to decide which one would be the best use of my money. I ended up going with a white and purple striped tank top with a frill over the neckline. It was the perfect combination of cute, comfortable, practical, and affordable, and it’s lasted me several years now and I still love it.

2. Comfort Food

Cherry limeade chillers from Sonic. I tried one for the first time after the guy I liked started dating another girl years ago, and now I crave them when I’m really upset. Unfortunately they don’t make them anymore, so if I’m really bummed, I’ll just get a regular cherry limeade. My most recent comfort cherry limeade was bought the day they announced that Cisco would be leaving The Flash.

3. Favorite Time of Year

Fall! Love me some cool weather and pretty leaves.

4. Favorite Song

There is no way to narrow this down. But since it’s a banger and I’ve been listening to it a lot lately, I’m gonna say Kiwi by Harry Styles.

5. Do I Collect Something?

Teapots. I got a whole glass case full of them, and then some sitting in a box ‘cause I haven’t put my new(ish) shelves for them up yet.

6. Favorite Drink

Well this one isn’t going to come as a surprise to anyone, but iced tea.

7. Favorite Fanfiction

So there’s a whole bunch, but here’s a short list off the top of my head of fics that live in my mind rent free:

(Kurtbastian) How to Get the Hufflepuff by kurtsiehummel (it’s still a WIP, but every update makes me laugh)

Glad You Came by daftydraw and JWMelmoth (the whole entire dang Glad You Came-’verse, it’s a masterpiece--got some very triggering and very adult stuff in it, though, so it’s not for everyone, but I love it quite a lot.)

(Kamisco) Avalanche by Coolestjoy30 (also its sequel, which is still in the works)

(O.G. Team Flash gen fic) Home Wasn’t Built in a Day by Hedgi (pastel, if there’s any fic on this list that I think you personally would enjoy, this is it. Also maaayybe the next one?)

(Barrisco) Never Say Never by hawkeyedpeas

And I am going to tag @music-stories-and-lots-of-sleep, @xmeggiemoox, and @galaxy-creationz.

[clumsyclifford]

you read my mind (better to leave it unsaid)

(x)

here you go @cringeycal​ i hate you <3

read it here on ao3

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Calum’s not tired enough for this time difference.

Sixteen hours is too many. One day is not enough time to adjust to a whole new circadian rhythm. Their 7pm concert is 11am to Calum, and by the time it’s over it’s smack-bang in the middle of the day in Calum’s brain, and the fact that it’s dark outside is really, really fucking him up.

“This is really, really fucking me up,” he mutters, pulling the curtains of his and Michael’s hotel room shut with a swish. 

“What is?” Michael’s voice echoes from the bathroom, where he’s brushing his teeth. It’s a strange choice, since Michael also brushed his teeth before the show and they haven’t eaten anything since then, but whatever. 

“The fact that it’s dark outside and I feel like it’s the middle of the afternoon,” Calum says. He pulls his cap off his head and throws it aside, ruffling up the matted hair underneath. It’s nice and air-conditioned in the room, and the sweat sticking Calum’s shirt to his chest from the show is starting to dry. It strikes Calum that he doesn’t need to be wearing his gross sweaty t-shirt anymore, so he pulls that off, too, and throws it in the general direction of the hat.

Michael makes a kind of humming noise. Calum can hear the sounds of a toothbrush, and takes no offence at Michael’s non-answer. He kicks off his jeans and flops back onto the bed, revelling in the cool air on his sticky skin for a minute before sliding off to put on some clothes.

Michael traipses out of the bathroom. He’s still in full show attire, and he’s wearing the camouflage baseball cap from before, a pastel galaxy of lavender hair sticking out underneath it. Calum likes this colour on Michael. A lot of the time Michael makes his bizarre hair colour look good, but this time, the hair colour looks good on its own, which is a refreshing change of pace. 

“You look tired,” Michael says.

Calum frowns. “I’m not. And no I don’t.”

“Fine, you look cosy.”

“That’s not the same thing at all.” The sweatpants and hoodie Calum have donned are cosy, but in his mind it’s still that lazy break between lunch and dinner where the only way to kill time is to play video games. He blinks owlishly at Michael. “You look…colourful.”

Michael snorts a laugh. The only colourful part of him is his hair; his attire is all-black, as usual, but Calum is pretty focused on the hair. Maybe the jet lag is getting to him more than he knows, because all Calum can think is that Michael looks yummy, deliciously kissable, and he wants to tangle his fingers in the lilac mess that is his hair and make it worse. 

“You look…like you’re plotting something evil,” Michael returns, strolling towards Calum. He grins. “Stop staring at me! What are you planning?”

“I may be delirious,” Calum solemnly informs him. “What time is it?”

“Midnight,” Michael says without checking. He steps even closer. “Stop staring, you weirdo.”

“Make me.”

“No offence, but you look like you might snap and go serial killer,” Michael says. “I’m not kissing you, crazy eyes.”

Calum blinks. His gaze refocuses, flitting around Michael’s face too quickly, like trying to calibrate himself. “What if I kissed you?”

Michael shifts his weight, barely a foot away, and smirks. “That’d be okay.”

“I would never snap and serial killer kill you,” Calum says, frowning as Michael’s words finally pierce the thick haze of jet lag clouding his mind. “If I killed you it would be deeply personal and I’d leave a note and everything.”

Michael bursts into laughter. “This is why I say you’re insane!”

“I’m not insane! I’m adorable.”

“Adorably insane.” Michael calms down and catches his breath. “Well? Are you gonna kiss me or—”

“Stop calling me insane and we’ll just see,” Calum says, except then he kisses Michael anyway because he’s tired of not kissing Michael and this argument is not worth the time they’re wasting not kissing.

Michael’s hands immediately find their way to Calum’s waist, pulling him closer so they’re flush against each other. In the stillness of the room, Calum’s own heartbeat is loud in his ears. He wonders if Michael can hear it, or feel it, or if he’d find it strange if he could. They’re just friends who kiss. There’s nothing strange about that.

Anyway, Calum’s a man on a mission, and his palms slide up Michael’s arms and shoulders, framing his face for a second, then continue around the back of his head to the unexpectedly soft strands of hair at the back. 

Victory.

Well, almost victory. His fingertips bump against the brim of the cap on Michael’s head, and Calum grabs the hat and tugs it off him. The gesture makes Michael choke on a laugh and pull away.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s in the way,” Calum insists, taking advantage of the pause to push Michael’s hair off his forehead. A blissful smile breaks across Michael’s face, but he shakes his head anyway like he has to at least pretend to mock every single thing Calum does.

“It’s part of my look,” he says. Calum drops the cap carelessly to the floor and wraps his arms around Michael’s neck.

“Don’t care,” he says airily. “My enjoyment of our kiss is more important than your aesthetic.”

Michael breathes a laugh. “Rude.”

“Rude of you to wear a hat and hide all this sexy hair.”

“Oh, I see. It’s all about the hair.”

“Yeah, duh.” Calum leans their foreheads together. “Pick a bad colour and this is over.”

“Better not pick a bad colour, then.”

Calum smiles. “Don’t think a bad colour exists for you,” he admits. And I don’t think anything could convince me to end this, no matter what I say.

Michael is quiet, watching him, and after a moment of silence he leans in to kiss Calum again, like it’s the only adequate reply he can come up with.

Calum threads his fingers through Michael’s lilac hair and imagines the colour staining his skin, leaving an amethyst residue on his fingertips. He drags his hands down to Michael’s face, imagines leaving a lavender trail, marking the trajectory of his touch. Smudging violet across Michael’s cheeks with his thumbs.

Michael doesn’t taste like lavender or lilac — he tastes like mint toothpaste — but the colours are so vivid behind Calum’s closed eyes that he can swear he can taste them on Michael’s tongue.

When Michael pulls away, Calum licks his lips and opens his eyes. He’s disappointed to find Michael looking like Michael, no extraneous hair dye anywhere, all pale and pink lips but no purple in sight beyond the disaster that is his hair.

“Um,” Calum says, catching up to his own train of thought. “I think I’m tired.”

“Wow,” Michael says. “Hard for me not to take that personally, Cal.”

Calum grins. He’s not sure if he’s tired so much as just ready to call it a night. Otherwise he risks ruining this perfect ending to their day. Any day that ends with kissing Michael can’t be that bad.

“Hey, I could keep going,” he says.

Michael shakes his head, then hesitates, then kisses Calum once more. It goes straight to Calum’s toes, to the tips of his fingers. Somehow, the last kiss is always the best one.

“Well I, for one, am fuckin’ beat,” Michael says when they’re separate again.

Calum resists every single urge to just keep kissing him. If it were up to him they’d never stop. The only reason he ever lets up is the promise that at least they’ll get to do it again the next day. Even now, with the post-show exhaustion catching up to him and Michael basically swaying where he stands — even now, he wants to steal one more, one for safekeeping, one to lock up in a memory box Just In Case.

That would be insane, though.

“We need to sleep,” Michael says. “Or at least I need to sleep.”

“Fine, I’ll sleep,” Calum says. “But dibs little spoon.”

Michael sighs. “Fine.”

Calum kisses his cheek, then leaps backwards and lands on the bed spread-eagle. He doesn’t even have a chance to readjust before Michael’s climbing on top of him like a baby goat or a particularly needy cat. “Oof,” Calum says. “Get off me, stupid.”

“Technically, I think this counts as you being the little spoon,” Michael observes, which is absolutely not true and complete bullshit. 

Calum jerks his shoulder until he dislodges Michael from on top of him. “You’re still in your show clothes, you disgusting pig. Put on some pyjamas at least, Jesus Christ. I’m not cuddling with your sweaty arse.”

“Alright, fuck, chillax,” Michael huffs, clumsily stumbling off the bed and over to his suitcase. While he changes, Calum pushes the covers back and snuggles up underneath. It’s wonderfully warm with the blanket and the hoodie and everything. Calum sighs contentedly. “Don’t forget to turn off the lights,” he adds.

Michael finishes changing into sweats and a t-shirt and kills the lights. On his way back to the bed Calum hears him almost trip. “What the fuck is this?” Another pause. “Oh, it’s my hat.”

“Whoops,” says Calum. Michael finally returns to bed and crawls under the blanket where Calum’s made himself comfortable. “You looked pretty good in it. I just really— I wanted to touch your hair.”

Michael kind of laughs quietly. “And? How was it?”

“Delicious,” Calum hums. He grabs Michael’s hand and presses a kiss to his palm. “Very tasty. Would touch again.”

“You can’t— that doesn’t even—”

“Shh. Shhhhh. Just let it happen.”

Michael sighs. His arm wraps snugly around Calum’s waist, and Calum takes back his thoughts about jet lag. It doesn’t seem like such an issue anymore. “I love you, weirdo. Goodnight.”

“Love you too,” Calum says. He yawns, which leads to Michael yawning; they both giggle, but then silence descends, and Calum falls asleep surprisingly quickly after that, with Michael breathing in his ear.

[storiesofsvu]

All the “pretty asks” please ❤️❤️❤️

ALL OF THEM?! bless you babes for giving me something to do today 😂

angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for? close to anything? yes. anything? it's debatable

galaxy; what fascinates you? film trivia. like, i live for behind the scenes stuff. that's one of the biggest things i miss about dvd's. the features, bloopers, interviews, i need to know EVERYTHING about the media i consume lolol

melody; favorite artists? since it says melody i'll go with vocal artists.... Taylor Swift, Britney, basically anyone from the 90's/early 2000's pop era, like, that's my jam. i'm super late to the party with Harry Styles but his stuff is so good!

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident? oof. LOL. i did a shein haul recently and it's got a few good tops i pair with lulu's,, mainly for work that i feel good in.

rose; favorite flower? lilies!! and lilacs!

sun; favorite season autumn. like, don't get me wrong, summer is amazing, but it can get too hot. spring is lovely cause everything's getting warmer and the days are longer and more sun, but like, living in canada means that spring brings SLUSH, and it's the fucking worst.

film; favorite movie/tv show? svu obvi, more the older stuff, House of Cards is pretty up there because of how wonderfully brilliant it is in all departments. movies... Thor Ragnarok, Coyote Ugly, Mean Girls, Bring it On

gorgeous; what do you like in a person? in general? like, be a good human, someone who's not too extroverted/loud. someone who enjoys downtime but is also up for a fun time.

diamond; favorite color? purple!

infatuation; first crush? LOL. tigger, i apparently used to tell people he was my boyfriend. my mom will ALWAYS bring this up to tigger when we meet him at a disney park.....

dream; how long do you sleep on average? not enough... LOL. it depends on the day, my late work nights i might not go to bed until 5am, on Sundays i can sleep in as late as i need but Saturdays i do need to be up by like, 1pm

brilliant; what celebrity do people say you look like? none. lol. i dont think ive ever gotten a look alike

perfume; favorite scent? the ocean, rain, cinnamon buns,

fleece; have any pets? not currently. had a dog, Daisy. maybe will get another pet in the future but not rn

pigment; what color is your hair naturally? if you could dye it any color which one would you choose? it's super light blonde naturally, but right now it's more dirty blonde. i want to get it lightened, or potentially dye it red agian, but the upkeep is just SO much

charcoal; do you have a good relationship with your parents? dad, not at all. mom, kind of?

ocean; do you take a yearly vacation? i used to.... LOL. i usually would hit up california/florida once a year for disney and some fun, but obviously that has stopped. i also want to see other places.

murky; biggest fear? ugh. just like, death in general. i also am terrified of birds

lingerie; what do you wear to bed? it's a mix of pj shorts and tank tops/henley's depending on how cold it is

daydream; best memory? walking down main street usa at magic kingdom and getting my acceptance email to work for disney

joy; best feeling you’ve ever experienced?  see above lol

masque; what’s your skincare routine? it changes up a lot but the gist is face wash, toner, lotion with retinol (and spf for daytime). wash/make up wipe at the end of the day, nighttime face cream

garden; do you have a garden? plants?  my roomate has a ton of plants, but none for me

oasis; dream destination?  right now? nyc. it was on the docket for april 2020 so i think we all know how that went

sense; best subject? favorite subject? lort. uhm. best? dance/drama, fave, the same

footprints; do you want kids? absolutely not

rainbow; what’s your sexuality? queer

sweater; do you prefer loose or baggy clothes? this question is fucked lol. i wear a lot of lulu, but also love a good baggy sweater

nail laquer; punk or pastel? pastel

1975; if you could time travel to any time period, what would it be and why? lets go back to 2014 just for the fun of it

tattoos; do you have/want and tattoos and piercings? want 2 small tattoos, might re-pierce my nose someday soon

Thanks for playing!!!

[velichorus-k]

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1-A girls fashion headcanons:

(Mostly american fashion because I live in North America and am uncultured)

Uraraka: Doesn't have a set style because she usually just wears thrift fashion/whatever's cheapest (she also shops in the mens section for that reason). Particularly likes; Art mom aesthetic, soft girl aesthetic, holo, galaxy patterns, and big sweaters. Has a lot of pins!

Mina: Mostly 80s and 90s; generally, retro fashion. Kidcore too. Lots of bright primary colors. Also, wears winter fashion in the summertime??? Like huge chunky boots or runners, and big fluffy ski jackets??? Also loves matching with the squad (e.g wearing goth stuff with Jirou is being a business lady with Momo), so she's totally down to experiment.

Tsuyu: Cottagecore, naturecore, and hippie fashion. Sometimes punk/grunge+hippie. Usually in an ankle-length skirt with a small short-sleeved top or a button-up top. Also, (utility) jumpsuits? And frog stuff ofc. Sows patches into her clothes! Mostly soft, natural colors.

Momo: I mean-- rich girl fashion?? Monochrome color pallets or black-and-white or black-and-black or whatever is fashionable. Sometimes dresses like a middle-aged mom (as rich children do). Modern and minimalist. Also dark academia.

Jirou: Punk, emo, grunge, and (most prominently) e-girl. Mostly grays, purples, and blacks, but sometimes throws some salmon in there. Definitely draws little symbols on her face with eyeliner.

Hagakure: Soft girl aesthetic, kidcore, decora kei, lovecore. Mostly pastels and anything pink. Furs and fuzz. Long socks. Cute cartoon prints (like bunnies or sheep). Rosegold jewelry on her more minimalist days.

Also they all wear friendship bracelets from each other or selfmade whether it clashes with their fashion senses or not

[hime-memes]

( Requested ) This long list of starters comes from the youtube content creator: Nisipisa ! In particular, the video: ‘ Let’s Go Window Shopping 6: Crimes Against Pants with Shein ‘

Trigger Warnings: Sexual Innuendo, Alcohol & Drug Mentions and Swearing.

As always: feel free to change anything within these starters that you see fit to make it work for your muse & the receiver’s muse !

( Some sentences have been modified for length, understanding, or to give fuller context. )

“ First of all, these shorts ? I’m living for the whole outfit. I appreciate _____ finding a use for trashbags that’s not just holding trash. “

“ ... I don’t have enough brain bandwidth to actually hold enough information about it ... “

“ People deserve access to clothing in their size. 100 %. “

“ I’m already kinda impressed. “

“ This is a pretty dress & this is a pretty dress. That’s pretty ! That’s ... passable ? “ 

“ We had a lot of fun last time with t-shirts. “

“ Oh my god. Oh god ... Oh yes ! This is our first graphic tee of the day. “

“ It’s a crew neck in the ugliest shade of purple known to human or lobster eyes. “

“ Sorry: #Momlife. “ 

“ You can make sure your search engine optimization is as powerful as possible when you’re waiting in line to check out at Target™ for the fourth time this week. “ 

“ I didn’t mean to shame anybody that spends three days out of their week at Target™. “

“ If there wasn’t a panna cotta going on, that would be me. It’s my favorite place in the goddamn world ! “

“ It’s second only to shoe stores that sell a size twelve ! “ 

“ As we all know - I am not a mother and will likely biologically never be one, because God looked at me and said, ‘ If I give you a reproductive system, you’re going to be too powerful ‘ and so, he just nuked my uterus. “

“ I don’t find that this t - shirt celebrates motherhood in any meaningful way. “ 

“ I do think it celebrates having bad taste in a meaningful way. “

“ You know what ? For some people: That’s enough. “ 

“ ... We aren’t going to address why having a cutout tight might be useful ... “

“ And THIS is the sexiest shoe we could have put my girl in ?! “

“  You guys put her in this conservative nightmare heel ?! “

“ I like that ______ thinks you should wear all these graphic tees with light wash mom jeans and converse low tops. “

“ I think every website should encourage it’s patrons to dress like the main character of a Sarah Dessen novel from 2007. “

“ There’s some high schooler in a debate club that’s really into it. It’s kinda their whole personality, and they’re like: ‘ This is so ironically funny for me ‘. “

“ In the year of our Lord, 2008: I started high school and my absolute favorite shirt to wear was a shirt quite like this. “

“ It looked like I was wearing long sleeves under short sleeves when in reality, I was wearing a crime. “

“  Have you ever tried layering ? Like, actual layering ? It sucks ! “ 

“ You’re kidding ! A double whammy in the same row ? Oh my god ... “ 

“ ... We have also inexplicably made the model hit this pose. “

“ The person who needs these pants is someone who likes to go out and party - likes to go to the club - but, they are also the president of a fan club for Shar Pei dogs. “

“ You know what dogs I think are cute ? ( * Googles favorite dog * ) Just look at this guy ! “ 

“ Look at these pointy bastards ! “

“ This is like if you had a bat and you did a spell on it to make it a dog ! “ 

“ These ... Now THIS is a pair of pants ! “

“  Clinically depressed, stressed jeans. “

“  You take leopard print fabric and sew it into your distressed holes. “

“ You don’t have to frankenstein it into this type of fit ... this is kinda like how a hypebeast would dress if they were in elementary school. “

“ If you put a bow on this and a tutu: this is me and my girls rolling up to the Jojo Siwa concert. “

“ Am I saying I wouldn’t wear these shorts ? No, I’m not saying that at all - I would wear the fuck outta these shorts ! “

“  As we’ve established: my taste is awful. “ 

“ Do you think in 1503, when Lisa del Giocondo sat down to start being painted for this portrait - she thought in a couple hundred years some random fast fashion brand would take her likeness, photoshop a face mask on it ... and sell it on a graphic t - shirt ? “

“ The only responsibilities I had were watching Rugrats and learning object permanence. “

“ Stop living in the past. The future is fun because my videos are in it ! “

“ This little cherry top, I think I’d probably wear. I think it’s very sweet ! “

“  I’m so weak to anything with a grid print. “ 

“ I’m going to think about this shirt for the rest of my life ... “

“ What exactly does a lil’ house elf from Harry Potter™ have to do with this ? “

“ I do feel like this floral print will cause my brain to atrophy if I look at it too long. “ 

“ Rosé is not the only wine to rhyme with ‘ all day ‘. Rosé isn’t even good ! “

“ You know what ? I don’t work for _______, so it’s fine. It’s not my responsibility ! “ 

“ Hey guys, you having fun at mushroom college ? “

“ I saw two things: The crotch butterfly and the booty butterfly and now I’m thinking these are the only clothes anyone should ever wear. Ever. “ 

“ NOT THE ‘ SEX ’ EARRINGS !? YES ! “ 

“ This is brazenly and offensively targeting a very very very specific group of people that I went to my preppy college with and I don’t appreciate that. “

“ I’ve worn spaghetti sauce stained yoga pants to bed that are sexier than this ! “

“ I’d wear the fuck outta this. “

“ I don’t know what I can say ... the picture speaks for itself, this is awful ! “

“ I’ve been saying for the longest time there is absolutely no store online that I can find articles of clothing for my single, mid-western, art teacher from the 70s, halloween costume. Finally someone is filling that niche ! “

“ This is absolutely unprecedented, because _______ decided to take something that, not only didn’t exist, but that no one has ever asked for and make it a reality. “ 

“ They think to themselves: ‘ Man - I love leopard print and I love galaxy print: but, I wish there was some way I could experience them at the same time, in an orientation that looks like the very beginnings of a DMT trip, and I wish I could experience all that whilst exercising. “

“  This is so tacky that I wanna wear it. “ 

“ Lord - Jesus, life is so beautiful. and full ... and amazing ! “ 

“ Curse allttle and carra fu///ng ON. “

“ The Rocky Horror Picture Show did not die for our sins for you to make this, okay ____ ? “

“ I feel like the person that wears this is a representative from the International Coalition of Clowns that are also Sexy. “

“ I want the opposite of this: I want a pink pastel frilly one piece that just says across the front of it, in like Curlz MT font : ‘ Death ‘. “

“ Listen, I don’t know what font that is, but I would like President Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris to outlaw it. I don’t think it does society any good. “ 

“ I heart freak city ? “

“ Uh yeah, I live on Drip Goth Punk street. “

“ Is that near Superfreak Sexy Gurl lane ? “ 

“ We have a big snake problem here in Boston and I’m glad _____ is finally recognizing this. “

“ Mama. “ * Cue insane cackling * 

“ This shirt says ‘ heart stopper ’ ... that’s me when I’m a serial killer ! “ 

“ That’s so topical and current ! Thank you, _______. “ 

[xcrystalzero]

Hello! I’d love to request a romantic matchup, as I’m an absolute sucker for those. Pls take your with this, and drink some water!

So first of, I’m 18 and het female. Appearance wise I’m a tiny (on a good day) 5’1 with, as of rn, pastel purple hair—I change my hair colour frequently. I have quite the defined hourglass shape, which I lowkey hate because finding clothes is a nightmare... the only feature I really like apart from that are my freckles. Besides that, I love fashion, and i spend quite some time on trying out new hairstyles and clothing combinations. So yeah that’s it appearance-wise.

Personality:

To be succinct, I’m an ENTP-T (HI KIN). I’m usually quite determined, stubborn, blunt, rational, and quick witted, but I try to be softer and more careful with my words around the people I love. My main quality is really just my galaxy brain (yay me, intelligence saves me from being a complete arsehole), although I always try my best to help the people around me (which can sometimes become overbearing, I’m sure). I have random periods where I just... succumb to being a crackhead. I’m not the biggest fan of always being serious, so I want to let loose sometimes. Tho one big issue I have, is that social cues and emotions are just really not my area of expertise. I have absolutely no idea how to act in most situations, and while it’s gotten better (i was unbearable to be around when I was younger) I’m vvv awkward and can easily be rude (accidentally... sometimes at least) djdjdjieks. Also, I’m such an annoying smartass, I’m sorry to everyone.

Hobbies and Interests/Dislikes:

For hobbies, I have too many in true ENTP fashion. Although, I mainly focus on dancing, writing, and... is hanging out with friends a hobby??? Idk, but I love spending time with my loved ones. I also quite like baking and I’m a huge simp for Shakespeare—well, his works that is, and for general English literature. I also love gaming, history, and debate. Another important thing for me is topics like feminism, gender equality and all that good stuff. I’m not really an activist (too much stuff on my hands I guess?) but I’m very passionate about these topics—and easily get into arguments about it. Dislikes—well, the usual ones like unnecessary hate and stuff like that, but specifically, I absolutely abhor when someone judges and condemns someone else—who hasn’t done anything against them—without even knowing their story. Also, ignorance is annoying af.

Some other stuff uwu:

For preferred traits in a partner: First of, my love language is Quality Time (we don’t need a big adventure or anything) and Acts of Service. I’m vvv averse to physical touch in a romantic sense and I need my s/o to respect the fact that it’d take me a long long time to get used to him initiating smth. Trauma tingz... I know it unfair tho, as some people just need that, so I try to compromise as much as possible. Communication is super important to me. Keeping your secrets are alright, and if you’re shy or anything that’s also cool, but if I seriously ask you about smth, I’d rather you wouldn’t lie just to spare my feelings. Also, I need someone who isn’t afraid to voice their opinion if it differs my own. I’m quite into debating—over any topic, really. Thus, I might come off as rudely argumentative (which I guess I am), but it’s mostly just a matter of enjoying the mental thrill and wanting someone to consider my perspective/explain their perspective to me. Patience is another trait I really need in someone. I have ADHD, so even if I try my best to listen, I might have to ask if you could repeat whatever you just said. Also the bouts of random forgetting, my occasional impatience... yeah, adhd things. Beyond that, I believe that if you truly love someone, you can grow with them and work around any negativity.

Can’t really think of anything else rn. Thank you for doing this 💜💜💜 take care and drink some water

Hiiii! Omg I'm ENTP/INTP -T too! We chaotic as fuck. Anywayyy, here we go!

I match you with ... Zhongli!

- Ah yes, Geo Daddy himself.

- I think that Zhongli is one of those people who highly value intelligence. He's been around for a while now and seen a lot of things. Obviously, he knows that most people can't begin to approach the amount of knowledge he has accumulated over time. That's why meeting you is a pleasant surprise.

- He's an incredibly patient and supportive person so he'll have no problem entertaining your crazy ENTP ideas or any of the things that come out of crackhead hours.

- He'd like the interest you have in fashion. There's something charming about the way humans like to accessorize and change up their appearance and you do a good job of it.

- It's a good thing you like history because this guy will 100% go on long tangents about the history of the land. If you try to correct him on something, he might try to fight you. The best part is that he doesn't even realize he's doing it, he just doesn't see how he could be wrong about something like that when he's been around to see it all. Have fun with those debates... Thankfully, he doesn't mind your argumentative nature and tends to deal with it pretty calmly which just calms your down too.

- Imagine though, dates where you guys burst into old libraries or bookstores. You had just disagreed on a certain technicality of Liyue's history at sea and you are determined to be right this time. The two of you spend hours scanning over books and asking the various historians always conversing around the restaurants and at the wharf. You guys actually end up kind of attracting a bit of attention, since people find it cute that you're trying to outsmart THE Zhongli. Plot twist...

"See! I told you it was 254 years ago! You were thinking of something else!" You raise the parchment you have been pouring over for the past few minutes triumphantly over your head before presenting it to Zhongli.

The man in question takes the paper, scanning it quickly before looking back to you. "Hm, I suppose you are correct."

"I win!" Your smug little smile is full of pride as you place your hands on your hips. Perhaps to others, losing such an argument would be disagreeable but Zhongli finds it adorable more than anything else.

"Yes you do my love. Yes you do..."

- His love language is quality time too! You guys spend a lot of time just wandering around Liyue Harbor together, literally just chilling or sipping tea on the veranda, enjoying each other's company.

- Basically you have one of those relationships where you can be both very active and very chill together.

Alright there we go! I swapped out my coffee for water just for you :). Hope you enjoyed!

[evabellasworld]

Storm of the Republic

Chapter 9

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Summary:  When Tup murdered General Tiplar during a battle, Anakin Skywalker and Captain Rex dispatched Ahsoka, Fives, and Yara to solve the mystery that was plaguing the Clone Army. Meanwhile, Senator Padme Amidala contacted Commander Fox, Commander Tori, Riyo Chuchi, and Dipper to help her continue investigating the death of Palpatine, suspecting that Dooku was behind the evil plot. But when Dooku send an ISB agent to stop them, the team had to race against time to search for the truth, which could alter the course of the galaxy.

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Jumping out of hyperspace, the 212th Attack Battalion and Coruscant Guards have arrived at the planet Horuca. Led by General Obi-Wan Kenobi and Commander Thire, respectively, both the battalions were armed to the teeth, prepared to take down their enemies.

Horuca was a planet which was surrounded with colourful plants and mountains on the surface. Similar to a tropical jungle, the rainforest was thick and was surrounded with fog, showing that it was raining cats and dogs.

The ocean surrounding the planet was pastel pink, but thanks to the dark purple clouds in the sky, the water looked rough to swim or catch some fishes in the sea. But Marshal Commander Cody doesn’t let it stop them from fighting.

To him, the heavy rain gave an advantage for them to hide themselves from the Imperial battle droids, which weren’t equipped for this kind of weather. Still, that doesn’t mean the Empire wouldn’t send aqua droids after them.

“Alright men,” he spoke, catching the attention of his troops. “In a few minutes, we will land in the shallow part of the beach. Make sure you get into position. We don’t want to leave anyone behind.”

“Yes, sir,” the 212th answered in unison. Faven put on her helmet as she took a deep breath, hoping she would die in this battle.

“You seemed down,” Boil pointed out, making her face him with her unimpressed stare. “Is everything alright?”

“Who wouldn’t be down, Boil? For all we know, this could be my last mission in the war.”

“Hey, come on. Aren’t you supposed to be cheerful right now?”

“How can I, when Amala is not here anymore?”

Boil was speechless. He knows who Faven was referring to. Both of them were close since the Second Battle of Geonosis. They didn’t know each other on Kamino, but it didn’t matter to her.

Faven blamed herself when she watched Amala killed in the trenches. It happened so fast. One moment, she was firing against the battle droids. The next thing she knew, her best friend was lying on the ground, blood spilling from her helmet.

I miss her so much; she thought about her. I wish I could see her again.

“I’m really sorry, Fav,” Boil sympathised with her. “It’s difficult coping with someone’s death, especially when they’re close to you.”

She bobbed her head and turned to her brother. “I’m sorry about Waxer too. He was a great guy.”

“Yeah, Waxer,” his voice quivered, before clearing his throat. “Well, at least he’s in a better place now. Somewhere peaceful, where there are flowers everywhere.”

Faven smiled. “Waxer always loved flowers, especially the yellow ones. And I’m sure Amala is there with him too, carrying a bunch of rabbits in her arms.”

Boil chuckled as he put on his helmet, agreeing with every word she said. “We should get moving. We don’t want to be left behind.”

“Right beside you,” she gave a small salute, as she stood in front of Obi-Wan, who gave her a warm smile.

“Good luck, all of you,” he wished them. “May the Force be with all of us.”

The trap door opened below them, with the icy wind blowing towards them. Taking a deep breath, Faven and Boil exchanged a look of determination with each other and jumped towards the pink ocean.

Holding her breath, she quickly swam towards the surface and exhaled, wiping the surface of her helmet. Glancing at the rings in the rainy lavender sky, Faven stared at the beauty above her. Amala would have loved this place.

Commander Cody and Obi-Wan were the last ones to join them, along with the Corrie Guards, with Commander Thire and Commander Stone leading them. “Is everyone accounted for?” Cody asked, counting all of his troops present.

“We’re all here, Commander,” Crys reported.

“Thire, Stone, are all your troops present?”

“They’re all here, Cody,” Thire informed him. “Though I wish Fox and Thorn were here with us right now.”

“We can’t all have everything. Now come on, Team B is counting on us.”

“Yes, sir,” Hyewon saluted respectfully, marching beside her brothers and sisters.

Since she survived the Battle of Coruscant, the Corrie Guard is determined to prove her worth on the battlefield, where she had no experiences at all. Hyewon may have trained in a simulation, but when she was shipped off to Coruscant, she didn’t get the chance to fight battle droids like the rest of them.

Instead, she had to deal with prisoners who caused nothing but stress. There are prisoners who were decent with her, and there are prisoners who made a mess for her to clean up.

Hyewon pitied the ones who were in jail for something they’ve never done, and she also felt sorry for prisoners who were only there for self-defence. She thought they deserved better, and the Republic had failed them. I hope they’re okay.

As they approached closer to the island, Obi-Wan sensed something unusual in his surroundings, prompting the troops to stop in their tracks. “Be on guard,” he advised them, gesturing towards the rocks. “We may be watched.”

“You heard the general,” Cody barked. “Stay hidden behind those rocks. Our enemy might be closer than you think.”

Hyewon nodded as she hid beside Boil and Faven, who she never interacted with till today. “I hope you don’t mind me joining you both. All my friends died on Coruscant.”

“Don’t mind at all,” Faven offered her hand. “I’m Faven, by the way. This is Boil. We went all the way back to Kamino.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” she shook her hands. “I’m Hyewon, from the Coruscant Guard. I was discharged from a coma a few days ago, so this is my first time on the battlefield.”

“I have faith that you’ll survive this,” Boil encouraged her. “Trust me, you’ll do great out there.”

Thire saw the three of them having an animated conversation with each other and tossed her a binoculars, making her attentive. “I understand you want to catch up with what you’ve missed, but please pay attention. We’re at war right now.”

“Sorry, sir,” apologised Hyewon, as she scanned the entire area, which was suspiciously empty. “But where are our enemies, anyway? I don’t see anybody in my scope. Not even a single soul, Commander.”

“It’s strange for the Empire to sneak around, but we’ll have to be patient,” Stone said. “It’s one of our best options right now.”

“That sounds boring,” Harley expressed her opinion, expecting more fun for her. “I came here for some action, not to wait the entire day long.”

Cody couldn’t agree more with his subordinates. The wait made him more anxious, aware that this wasn’t what the Empire was like. Out of countless battles he fought against them, the droids aren’t like this. Something is up. I can feel it in my gut.

“General, what do we do?” he asked the Jedi Master. “We can’t go on like this. Team B is waiting for us.”

“I have an idea.”

Stroking his beard, Obi-Wan stood up and climbed on the rock, crossing his legs in meditation. As he closed his eyes, he reached through the Force and levitated the rock towards the mangrove, causing the battle droids to pop out from their hiding spot.

“There they are,” Obi-Wan pointed out, activating his lightsaber. “Everyone, get into position.”

“Sir, yes, sir,” Thire responded, turning towards his troops. “Come on, blast those clankers.”

”I’m happy to do that,” Stone laughed as he opened fire. “Eat that, you fucking clankers.”

Hyewon’s eyes widened as she saw Boil and Faven blasting the droids with their blasters, listening to the sound of blasters firing against each other for the first time. She wasn’t used to all of this, but luckily, she can adapt to a new environment. Well, this seems more fun than babysitting a bunch of prisoners.

Gripping on her weapon, she shot down a SBD in front of her, making her pulse run. She had training in shooting, but she hardly had the chance to utilise her skills, until today. Shooting another droid, Hyewon couldn’t contain her excitement as she repeated her actions again and again. “Okay, is anyone going to tell me that this feels good, or am I the only one?”

“You’re not the only one,” Boil shared his feeling. “Wait until you have to deal with the bigger droids. That one is an immense challenge, even for me.”

“I can’t wait for that.”

If only she knew the genuine horror that comes with it, Faven sighed.

Stone stepped forwards and gunned down the B1 units with his twin pistols, not missing a single aim at all. Jek continuously fired with his favourite weapon, the rotary blaster, destroying every droid single handedly. He never had this much fun since accompanying Master Yoda on the moon of Rugosa.

As the B1 were cleared from the field, Cody spotted the Super Battle Droids heading towards their position, making him signal towards Boil, Faven, and Hyewon. “You three, get over here.”

Hyewon let out a soft gasp. “Are we in trouble?”

“No, we’re not,” Boil calmed her down, dragging her towards her commanding officer. “What do you need, commander?”

“Take these to the other side of the line,” Cody passed them a box full of ammunition and supplies. “These are important for all of us here. Understood?”

“Yes, sir,” Faven acknowledged. “We won’t let you down.”

“Good luck out there. You’re gonna need it.”

Together, the trio took a deep breath together and counted to three, lifting the long box with their bare hands. They had their armour on, but Hyewon wasn’t sure whether they were going to last this long. She didn’t think it would be this intense.

Watching her comrades getting shot to the ground, she was horrified at the sight of blood soaked on the soft sand beneath her. Some of their helmets were separated from their heads, revealing a horrifying face that stood out. Hyewon noticed one of her sisters was coughing out blood, desperately fighting for the will to breathe.

Is this what war is like? Hyewon questioned herself, realizing the truth. I don’t want to die like this.

Thire shifted his attention to Harley, who was killing the droids with her sniper. Trained as an assassin clone, she could kill without hesitation, which was hardly utilised until they fled to Raxus. She was stuck as a call operator for three years, dealing with obnoxious citizens that abused their services. Harley’s grateful she doesn’t have to do that anymore.

“Harley, I need your help,” the commander requested for her assistance, much to her satisfaction.

“What is it, boss?” she jumped in excitement.

“I need you to go rogue right now. It’s what you’re good at.”

“Easy-peasy lemon greasy,” Harley squealed loudly as she grabbed a couple of explosives and sprinted towards the excitement, releasing a war cry. The rest of the troopers who observed her crazy act did the same as well by joining her antics.

Cody could only blink in confusion as one of the Corrie Guards bombed the barbed wires that shielded the Imperial army without getting shot. The rest of them followed suit by infiltrating through the trench, ambushing the droid army. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Thire assured him. “We’re doing what we can to divert their attention towards our scouts. They’re the ones carrying our supplies.”

“Speaking of Team B,” Obi-Wan joined in their conversations, deflecting the blasts. “Once we’re through, we need to let them know when they can land.”

“I hope they’re doing much better than us,” Stone maintained his positivity despite hearing one of his brothers screaming in pure agony. “We’ve lost a lot of lives today.”

[sirtadcooper]

🎨 (ah i just saw this! if it’s not too late!!!)

Nik, thank you so much for sending this! It’s probably escaped everyone’s notice by now but this ask game actually expects me to pick one of your latest ten edits. I just thought that was worth pointing out because that is not happening with anyone else and it’s certainly not happening with you. I also usually try to put them vaguely in order of preference but not this time because they are all my preference.

SUN and MOON - Only the first edit I am going to review and already a Masterpiece. The gif layering! The animation! The use of colour! It’s all so pretty and well thought out. The first gif is probably my favourite of the four, it’s just so neat. The falling snow with the yellow filter over it almost looks like sparks, it adds to the pretty.

DIN DJARIN + Troubled Birds Memes / GROGU + Troubled Birds Memes - There are memes and then there are Memes and both of these posts definitely fall into the latter category. When I saw that gifset of Din and the troubled birds for the first time I was laughing so much, I was so tickled by the idea and how well chosen the quotes were. You have managed to have gifs with impeccable comic timing! The way that on some of them the whole quote doesn’t appear until just the right frame... ugh, it’s perfect.

I want more... and I know I shouldn’t. - I love the text effects in first and last gifs, the unexpected use of pastels in association with Darth Vader of all people! It works! The big letters in the boxes are really neat. The layering of scenes is perfectly done. They both bookend that glorious middle gif with the rippling water. I... I don’t know how you did that but it’s incredible.

KELLY MARIE TRAN - Oh how I love this! The way that you’ve picked a colour palette and stuck with it is fantastic. The second panel with the TVs is great and probably my favourite part, just such a clever idea and it’s coloured so well. The first and last panels with the torn paper to tie them together are really pleasing and how could I not mention her gorgeous angel wings and halo in panel three? This is just wonderful. It’s what she deserves.

Day 7: Free Choice - The way these panels are all so different in style and yet they go so perfectly together... I’m in awe. You just have a great instinct for positioning things within a space and using colour to its full potential. You’re amazing.

“Beopero? That’s how they say Pedro… on Mars?” - As usual I don’t know how you did this but I love how it’s animated. Just takes this post to a whole other level! The little “like” heart that pops up, the incredibly realistic swiping animations, and the cute videos! Excellent choice of posts as well and I love how you have coloured them.

Escalating degrees of laughter/wheezing - Gosh this gifset makes me smile so much! I love that I have something in common with Pedro, and that’s the wheezing and rocking back and forth when I am really laughing. I love that you have told the story of Pedro’s laughter, it’s not just a random collection of moments of him laughing, it’s in order of his self control. You’ve really thought about this. That’s very galaxy brain of you.

Kingsman: The Golden Circle (Agent Whiskey) - Sometimes on Tumblr.com an edit is so good, you remember the first time you saw it no matter how many more times you come across it. This is one of those times. This was my first time seeing rotating text like that and it blew me away. You know the best part? It’s seamless. These boots are made for walkin’ just goes around and around and Whiskey in the background just goes around and around and you don’t know where the gif actually begins. That’s brilliant. The text animation on all of these gifs is inspired but it’s the first gif that lives in my mind rent free.

“How would you like to ride home on a real cowboy?” - You... *through tears* made this. I love that you have used a more muted colour palette this time around - I associate a bright blue with Whiskey so strongly, it’s refreshing to see other colours with him. The ye olde Western style just works so well here. Each of these posters has clearly taken a lot of time and effort. I think my favourite is the first, it was just so unexpected but wonderful!

“They all hate you, Mando, because you’re a legend.” - This colour palette! The little animations! The glitching helmet! Wee Grogu and Din with shadows that overlap... oh the Symbolism. This is just perfection.

“Sometimes you gotta do bad things to catch bad people.” - Your poster series is beautiful! This is another favourite of mine. I love that the colour palette is the colours of the Columbian flag. His own words on his skin on the fourth one as he struggles to carry the weight of them... really powerful. The colourful silhouettes on the third, the way they move! And the relatively simple first one with that bright red. The use of black and white and shades of grey throughout, like Javi’s morality... Yes. This is the good stuff.

Purple Rain - Fun fact! This was the first edit of yours that I ever saw (on 11th March, please write down our anniversary for future reference) and I loved it! It was so creative, I thought. Using the photo of him in the water was very clever. I naturally have a soft spot for this one. :)

If you don’t accept me for who I am with my frog then… go away. - This post baffles me. Where are the notes!? I thought this was funny! Din loves him despite the warning signs frog. The frog in Tom Holland’s mouth has mysteriously disappeared recently... Grogu has declined to comment.

trust me, i went to college - Just a big “YEAH!!!” for this post. You have captured my thoughts completely. Why he so broaaaaaad? I love his floof. His happy crinkles. This!!! Yeah, this is a Good Post.

So, Nik, I have made it to the end of your creations tag. I have written this very long essay for you. Your creations here, what you can do with Photoshop, is just incredible. I barely mentioned how perfect your colouring always is but that’s because it constantly gets overshadowed by the creativity you pour into each of your posts. You’re always experimenting, trying something new, surprising us. You have just got a talent for this. You’re an inspiration to me and, I’m sure, many others. I wish you and your Photoshop program a very good day. :)

creators send me 🎨 and i’ll tell you my favourite of your last ten creations and why

[trashcora]

🎨 💕💕💕💕

ALLISON! You know what’s fun is that you have two amazing blogs from which I get to pick edits. You’re incredibly talented with some wicked colouring skills with so much creativity put into your gifsets. I can’t believe I get to call you a mutual friend🥺💖 anyways let's get into it!

Rouge One: A Star Wars Story idk if you know that tiktok audio where the girl is like “this is what I wanted - the pastels” because THIS GIFSET is what she wanted. I don’t even know how you wizarded this into these beautiful pinks and purples, I think my jaw dropped when I saw this set it is so beautiful aasjfaksssksajs sorry wow I could keep raving over this set but we got others to tackle!

My Netflix Homepage: Pedro Pascal this is like one of those gifsets you wish everyone on this website will see and reblog because it’s so amazing and you know by looking at it that it was a labour of love and time. It’s super super galaxy brained! I struggle when I have to put 2 gifs together in 1 gif but you managed to put 4 in 1 with all the titles and different colours and it still looks so crispy! WHAT???? I’m amazed!!

#he broke a window with his ass just throwing this one in here because LMAO and also I would never have known this magical moment happened if I had not seen this set. (imma be honest I didn't watch wcbh in its entirety only the pedro moments 😬)

The Mandalorian + Favorite Quotes: Ch2 this is super pretty so is the one you did for chapter 1. I love the text for “THE EGG! THE EGG!” For me personally, I find editing gifs yellow is difficult because sometimes you get a gross or dull yellow but the yellow you have in this set is so bright and happy and goes super well with the lime green. (take a shot every time I said yellow). 

reylo as the songs from folklore I’m not a huge reylo fan but I’m a huge fan of this set! Wow the typography of each gif *chefs kiss* and the song + scenes fit super well! very very very nice set I’m sure tswift would approve.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSÉ PEDRO BALMACEDA PASCAL!  I am a sucker for rainbow gifsets (this mandalorian one is also amazing!) Not only is this a beautiful rainbow gradient it also features 84!?!?!?!! gifs of pedro my beloved!?!?! I don’t even want to think about the time this set took, trying to wrap my head around where to begin on this set hurts my head. So I applaud you for your dedication to this fandom and to pedro and bless this gifset.

creators send me 🎨 & I’ll tell you my favourite of your last ten creations and why

[kyutown]

Hi! Can I request a ship with BTS TXT and Enhypen??

I am a 04' liner,5'4" in height. Very long,straight hair,brown eyes. My friends say I sometimes resemble a doll. I have Aquarius sun sign,moon in virgo and rising star is Scorpio. Well I am an ambivert. I am a mix between ISFP-ENTJ. I am someone who is very honest and straightforward,but through situations,I learned to point out my opinions in way it's not offensive to others. Many call me the 'mood-maker',even though I am being 'sarcastically funny'😂 I voice out my own opinions in a group,even though I am the only one thinking that way.You can say I have a bold personality. I Amy come across who is cold at first,but that's just me being shy. If we spend a little time,we will definitely have a good laugh together. Yet,many come to me for advice,or just for telling me their feelings. I am an adventurous person who takes risks,sometimes I show it through my fashion sense.I am a very nature person,it tends to calm me down. I am a very open-minded and non-judgmental person.

My hobbies would definitely include art,as in like singing, music,poetry,dance, painting, sketching, trying out makeup looks...I see myself as an artist. I also love to bake,and eat. I like learning new skills for example, learning about gardening. I also like meeting new people and learning more about them.

At the same time,I like having time l,just for myself. I often go on bike rides ,or for a walk in the park at night. Like I said,being with nature really calms me. I also love to look at the stars,love learning about galaxies,blackhole.

I can describe my aesthetic as forest in the mountains with most,book with a tree branch an book mark,pastel colour dress ,cakes,sometimes a grunge risky outfit as well. I like brights colours like blue,pink as well as purple,black,red. I also love to visit amusement parks, because that is definitely my 'fun thing'.

My ideal type is s/o who is honest, straightforward with me as well. There should be a great deal of trust among us. He should feel safe with telling me about his feelings. And,it's alright for me if that s/o also chooses not to say anything. We have to be like best friends who laugh a lot together. I like making others laugh so he should have a sense of humour as well. He should also be someone who takes risks/adventurous,stands out in the crowd.I would also like it if he loves to eat dessert (not all the time coz that's unhealthy) because I really like baking. And he should be someone who is non-judgmental as well.

I hope this is not too long😅😅 Thanks 💜💜💜

hi! thank you for responding!

for bts, i think you would be a nice pair with jimin! jimin would not only be your significant other but he would also act like your best friend! i think even before you guys would get closer as a couple, you guys would be best of friends! he would enjoy laughing with you and making jokes with you!

for txt, i think taehyun would be a great fit for you! taehyun likes sweet things like a caramel frappuccino! he would love eating what you bake and would enjoy things that are sweet that is homemade! he would also be the type to be active and i think he would enjoy biking with you and would enjoy being active like swimming!

for enhypen, i think you would match well with jungwon! jungwon enjoys taking a walk while raining like you like to walk through a park at night! he would be the type to take you to a place with the clear view of the stars like a high mountain. he would hold your hands and would lead you to a place that is already set for you guys (blanket forts or tents with fairy lights) and there, you guys would star gaze together!

[thinkingisadangerouspastime]

how to build a universe

(in which aziraphale comforts crowley, and the night sky falls down to earth)

~*~

"Sometimes I miss the stars."

Crowley's voice was hushed, so low Aziraphale nearly missed his words altogether.

They were lying in bed, a habit they'd recently taken to - sometimes at the flat, other times at the bookshop. They didn't always sleep. There tended to be cuddling involved, or reading the newspapers of their respective head offices, or sometimes simply chatting about whatever it was that came to mind.

Currently, it was just past one a.m. They were lying back-to-back in the bedroom above the bookshop, legs intertwined.

"What do you mean?" Aziraphale murmured, almost but not quite half-asleep. "We can go visit the stars together, my dear. Anytime you want."

"It's not that, angel." Crowley rolled over onto his back. "I used to help build them. The stars. Entire nebulas." He lifted his hands toward the ceiling, palms upward, as if he was tracing the shapes of memories long passed. "I filled galaxies with stars of my own creation. My own vision. Color. Size. Intensity. Entire worlds were within my grasp and every choice to be made was my own." He slowly closed his hands into fists. "And now? Nothing. My stars are dying. Some have probably died already." He sighed, and his arms fell down beside him. "Sorry, angel. Didn't mean to go on a rant there."

Aziraphale turned onto his other side, allowing himself to face Crowley, whose gaze was still cast at the ceiling. "Never apologize for talking, dear boy. I may not always know what to say, but..." He pressed a kiss to the demon's temple, near the top of his snake tattoo. "I will always listen to you." He reached out and slipped his hand into Crowley's. "Tell me everything about the stars, my dear. What is it like to build a universe?"

A small smile flitted onto Crowley's lips, and he gave Aziraphale's hand a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, angel."

~*~

The next day, Aziraphale did not open the bookshop. "I'll be back this evening," he called to Crowley before he left. "I have a few errands to run. Materials to pick up. Be here around eight or nine, please. See you then!" He made sure to leave before the demon could get in a word of protest edgewise.

While he was out, Aziraphale visited a dozen stores, buying what ended up being a total of three bags of crafting supplies. It had originally been four, but a bottle of paint had spilled and tossing the entire bag away had simply been the best option.

Aziraphale returned to the bookshop at exactly eight. "I'm back," he called as he entered, closing the door behind him with his foot. "Anything exciting happen while I was gone?"

Crowley was lounging in a chair at the back of the shop, flipping through a magazine about astronomy. "Not really. Some college student came by earlier. Wanted to give you a gift card to the sushi place downtown." He raised an eyebrow. "Got a secret admirer, angel?"

Aziraphale laughed. "I bet that was Jeremy. I helped him do some research for this thesis, and since he knows I love sushi, I'm sure the gift card was his way of saying 'thank you'."

"Oh." A guilty look flashed on Crowley's face. "I may or may not have... Turned him away."

Scared him half to death, more like, if the demon's expression was anything to go on. Aziraphale clicked his tongue in a mix of disappointment and amusement. "You can be so ridiculous, Crowley."

"Anyways," the demon said in a clear attempt to change the subject, "do I get to see whatever it is that took you so long to buy?" He gestured to the trio of bags still hanging on Aziraphale's arms. "I've been waiting here all day, you know."

Aziraphale was equal parts embarrassed and flattered by that statement. He'd expected that Crowley would return to his flat for most of the day to entertain himself, but to hear he hadn't... "Not yet. I have to set up a few things first."

Crowley frowned. "Should I feel afraid or flattered by whatever it is you're planning?"

Aziraphale shrugged. "I guess you'll find out!" he said as he climbed up the stairs. "I'll let you know when everything is ready." He hastily made his way to the bedroom, carefully placing the bags on the floor before shutting the door behind him. He had quite a lot of preparations to make.

~*~

Though it took several miracles - probably more than necessary, to be fair - Aziraphale had transformed his bedroom into what was needed for Crowley's surprise. Tarp on the floor, bed transported away, paints and glitters lined up against the wall - oh, he hoped this was a good idea.

"Alright," he called as he reopened the bedroom, yanking the door in order to pull it open over the tarp. "You can come up now."

There was the quiet patter of feet as Crowley made his way up the stairs.

Aziraphale prayed the demon would like the surprise. There was a significant chance, he feared, that Crowley would hate what he'd prepared and thus choose not to speak to him for the next century.

Again.

"Angel." Crowley was standing in the doorway, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What's all this?"

Aziraphale clasped his hands together, doing his best to pretend he was perfectly calm. "Well, when I went out today I bought some paint," he began, gesturing to the assorted craft supplies lined up neatly against the wall. "I also purchased a few containers of glitter. I think some of the paint may even have glitter in it!" He laughed nervously, twisting his pinky ring around his finger as he so often did when he was stressed. "I bought paintbrushes as well, of course. And paint trays. I also got these small stars that you can peel the backs off of and stick on the wall. They glow in the dark, I believe." He was rambling too much about his purchases. Time to move on.

Aziraphale stepped closer to Crowley, gently taking the demon's hands in his and praying his palms weren't sweaty. "I can't give you the power to create galaxies, my dear. And I can't give you the power to hold the world in your hands, either. But..." He took a deep breath. "You can build a universe in here, if you'd like. Every decision, every choice to be made will be up to you."

Aziraphale bit his lip, breaking eye contact with the demon. If it could even be called eye contact. Those glasses of his had a way of hiding too many things, in Aziraphale's opinion.

He silently pleaded for Crowley to speak. The quiet, the complete lack of any sort of reaction was getting to be too much to bear. "I know I may be stepping out of line with this, and if I am please tell me, my dear. But..." He trailed off as Crowley pulled his hands away and slowly removed his sunglasses.

The demon turned away from the angel, taking time to examine each wall. Aziraphale knew, somehow, that Crowley was looking far beyond the confines of the room. Perhaps even beyond the stars.

He waited for Crowley to speak, but no words ever left the demon's mouth. Instead, he knelt down and began pouring paint into trays, sprinkling various colors of glitter into them, too. He rolled up his sleeves before grabbing a paintbrush, standing up and returning his attention to the wall in front of him.

Aziraphale paused. He felt that he was... Intruding on what was clearly an intimate moment for Crowley. "Well," he said. "I suppose I'll leave you to it -" He was interrupted by Crowley grabbing his arm, not saying a word as he placed a paintbrush in the angel's hand.

But, after 6000 years, words weren't always necessary between them.

"Alright," Aziraphale whispered. He took off his jacket and dropped it on the ground outside the room. "Alright, my dear. We'll do it together."

And so they painted. They painted and they painted and they stuck glow-in-the-dark stars on the walls until the room had been transformed into the night sky. Colors spiraled from corner to corner, deep shades of black and blue, vibrant palettes of purple and gold, and fading hues of pastel pink and glittering silver. It was impossible to tell where one wall ended and another began.

Both had flecks of paint decorating their clothes, and pieces of glitter sparkled in their hair. There was silence between them as they stood together and examined the finished product.

"Thank you, angel," Crowley murmured after a long pause, tossing his paintbrush on the floor. "Thank you."

Aziraphale felt a relieved smile form on his lips, and he too put his paintbrush down. "You're very welcome, my dear. I must admit, I was worried that -"

He was cut off as Crowley spun around and grabbed his collar, pulling the angel into an intense kiss.

Such direct affection was rare from the demon, but certainly not unwelcome. Aziraphale found himself melting into the kiss, reaching out to wrap his arms around Crowley's waist and holding him so close there was hardly an inch of space between them.

When the demon finally pulled away, he didn't let go of Aziraphale, nor did Aziraphale let go of him. Instead, Crowley's hands moved to cup the angel's face.

"You know," Crowley murmured, "you said couldn't give me the power to hold the world in my hands. But I'm going to have to beg to differ." His thumb brushed Aziraphale's cheek, leaving a glittering purple smear in its wake. "I'm holding my world right now."

Aziraphale's heart skipped a beat. Or maybe two. "Oh, Lord," he finally said, softening. "You can be such a sap."

Crowley shrugged. "Maybe." He traced a silver spiral on Aziraphale's other cheek. "But I mean it."

"My dear." Aziraphale stood on his tiptoes to give Crowley a chaste kiss on the nose. "I know you do."

And, as their lips met a second time, the lights in the room went off. Neither recalled doing it, assuming the other to be responsible.

Around them, the stars on the walls twinkled, a dozen shades of color and intensity. It was as if they were floating in the sky instead of standing in what used to be Aziraphale's bedroom.

And maybe they were. All it took to build a universe, it seemed, was a couple gallons of paint, one or two bottles of glitter, and a few packages of glow-in-the-dark stars.

The most important piece, of course, was love. (Isn't it always?)

And, fortunately for them, there was six millennia worth of love to go around.

~*~