#so probably this weekend or next week

[sanchoyo]

went thru the clothes in the two totes thatve been in storage for abt 2-3 months now. Got very emotional. But. I don’t think I want to wear them anymore so I’ll be selling some and donating the rest (actually probably will ask my sister and cousins if they want first dibs lol) so…might link my depop in the next week or so when I get the listings up? I’ve got a lot of 1. Funky and one of a kind dresses/skirts 2. Vintage skirts/dresses (70s-80s mostly) 3. Very pretty princesscore type dresses/skirts. Like no kidding some of this stuff is gorgeous it’s just not a style I wanna dress in anymore :”) so if anyone is looking for cool clothes (plus sized!) for kinda cheap keep an eye out for the depop link sometime soon!! I don’t price gouge and I rly just wanna make a small amount of money while finding ppl who will rly Love the clothes u know?? I want them to be loved 🥺

[themissingmango]

[strawberrybyers]

“might see a familiar face back here very soon”

📢 WE’RE FINALLY GOING TO SEE WILL 📢

[fishyfishyfishtimes]

I love you winter!

I love you, first snowfall of the season. I love you, powdery snow and frozen grass in the mornings. I love you, pink and purple sunsets. I love you, heavy snowfall. I love you, waking up in the morning to find a thick blanket of untouched white snow. I love you, skiing trips through the woods. I love you, hot berry juice. I love you, making running steps through the untouched snow to see how far you can leap. I love you, frost and snow in the tree branches making everything look glistening and perfect. I love you, grey cloudy days when everything looks monochrome except for the red trunks of the pines. I love you, downhill skiing. I love you, trying out new routes and tricks while downhill skiing and getting out of my comfort zone! I love you, hot chocolate and whipped cream. I love you, great tits and magpies flying about looking for food. I love you, clear days when the sky is blue and you remember how beautiful it really is. I love you, heavy snowfall illuminated by the street lamps at night. I love you, walking on the sea ice and lake ice and accessing places I never could before. I love you, glögi. I love you, snowflakes and inspecting your patterns. I love you, steaming hot saunas. I love you, ice swimming, even though you also frighten me! I love you, fairy lights in the trees. I love you, wind-carved waves and shapes in the snow. I love you, blue hour. I love you, warm blankets. I love you, tiny black streams still staying unfrozen and moving. I love you, icicles and other beautiful ice formations. I love you, crown snow-load and thick snow covering the trees. I love you, northern lights. I love you, fireplaces. I love you, waking up in the middle of the night in your warm bed, finding the house completely quiet as you walk through the hall, and upon looking out the window, all you can see is the calm snow slowly making its way to the ground, illuminated by the colourful fairy lights and the orange street lights. And you get this magical feeling inside of you, that you’re so warm, and calm, and perfectly safe and sound in this very moment. And you feel like you could stand there forever and just… take it all in.

I love you winter!

[landinrris]

On Our Terms- Chapter 7

Pairings: Carlos/Lando

Rating: E

Tags: Football Player Carlos, Artist Lando, More specifically Lando does pottery, Unintentional Outing, Explicit Sexual Content, Established Relationship, Minor Angst, Always a Happy Ending, Fluff and Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Euro Cup, Introspection, Bit of social media content

Chapter: 7/11

Following Carlos and Lando's elopement over Christmas 2024, they resume business as usual. Or: A year of Carlos and Lando through the eyes of social media.

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[dykehayleywilliams]

paramourning all the round 3 eliminations. iconic in our hearts, forever and always <3

[roseworth]

what a fucking week (it’s 2 pm on a monday)

[a-s-levynn]

Tiny Token 3rd set

[alpinelogy]

writing tonight? writing tonight bestie?

[simgerale]

PROLOGUE

TRANSCRIPT:

In a far corner of the world, there was a continent once torn apart by war and greed, fighting over old grudges and forgotten slights.

With time came new rulers, and against all odds, the neighboring empires built an alliance.

The unexpected love between an empress and an enemy prince brought on peace after decades of strife.

Together, they bravely fought for the future.

For themselves... and then for their children.

[astralarias]

I’m taking a break for a while! I’m recovering from some intense stress which brought on a really bad chronic pain / ptsd episode and for my own health I need to avoid additional stress, which with everything going on isn’t easy as I cannot keep up with the current discussion with my brain fog the level it is. But from what I have seen going around, I think some good points have been made on the long-standing racism within the fandom and I think that’s a very important discussion to have, and obviously people don’t deserve death threats but the seraph pride thing was wrong and insensitive.

[hirazuki]

For Now [Chapter 16 snippet]

Sasori/Haruno Sakura, Sasori & Haruno Sakura | T | Blank Period | canon divergent | angst, hurt/comfort, enemies to friends | ongoing [AO3]

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The moon is bright over Konoha, spilling full and white on the village, complementing the colored lights from the lanterns that have been hung on every street. The warm night air is filled with the smell of fried food and the sound of games and laughter, a low thrum of talking running endlessly throughout. There are performances and sweets and goldfish prizes, and fireworks scheduled to start a couple of hours from now.

Everyone is out here – shinobi and civilian, adult and child alike – dressed in assortments of traditional clothing and tall sandals and masks, enjoying the food and the sights and the company that come with the kind of night a summer festival brings.

The kind of night that Jiraiya loved best.

Orochimaru can’t stop the thought before it crosses his mind, and he closes his eyes against the memories, though he knows from experience that it does precisely no good. Bumping into Tsunade earlier was bittersweet, as always – one of those medicines as hard on the body as the ailments they cure, or tea that has been steeped for too long – and for all that he appreciates being able to reconnect with the only other person left who remembers, it leaves him feeling far more sentimental than he’s comfortable with.

He didn’t quite run away but he did make a strategic exit, when she hit her seventh bottle and her assistant started arguing with her about wrapping things up, retreating to a dark corner right off of the main street and shaded by one of the large trees that Yamato has regrown in the center of town, purchasing a stick of ikayaki on the way.

Chewing slowly on the fried squid, he studies the crowd, and considers the best way to get the children, who finally convinced him to all come here for the last night of the festival, to regroup. 

They can make their own way back to the hideout, of course – they’re all adults, now; they’ve been adults, frankly, for quite some time. But he’s been enjoying this new relationship he has with the Hidden Leaf, and he doesn’t trust any of them not to accidentally ruin it. Jūgo is mild-mannered and doesn’t drink and Orochimaru has done his best to stabilize his condition, but there’s always a chance that he’ll snap and go on a rampage; Suigetsu is a handful, whether inebriated or not, and likes to get into arguments; and Karin has been wanting to spend more time with Naruto-kun – and there is no world in which two Uzumaki tampering with their clan jutsu unsupervised does not end poorly, especially those two.

As though thinking about her has summoned her, a head of bright red comes into view and he’s about to make his way over – 

But no, he realizes a moment later; the hair is much too short to be Karin, and the yukata is dark brown, not purple.

He clicks his tongue in mild annoyance and is about to move to a different area to see if he can track them down, when the person he had been observing turns, and Orochimaru is confronted with a face that he last saw whole lifetimes ago, from behind falling rubble and blasts of sand and the white blur of C2 explosives.

Golden eyes immediately sharpen, riveting on their target, pupils blowing wide and black from the delicate slits they normally are.

How… interesting, he thinks, as everything else around him fades to a muddled blur and he allows his body to thrum with a type of regard that he hasn’t felt in years. It’s an old excitement, bearing the smell of spilled iron and damp, underground rooms and that particular sting of newly-disinfected surgical tools, and it washes over him so strongly that he nearly dips his head to the right for the snide remarks, the plans, the worries, that once would have issued at his shoulder.

He crushes the pang that bursts in his chest instantly – he knows better than to address it, to indulge it, to pay any attention to it; he’s made that mistake before – and focuses on what is in front of him, instead of what is gone.

Sasori looks older. 

It must be his original body, then – which means that his seal worked, after all this time, and the customary satisfaction of a project’s success warms its way through his veins. How long has he been back? Why is he here? It can’t be purely for the sake of keeping a low profile, even though it’s unlikely that anyone in Konoha would recognize him – surely a smaller town deeper in the country, rather than one of the great shinobi villages, would be better for that, if anonymity is what he’s after.

Orochimaru is still mulling over this absolute gift when fate proves to be in a terribly generous mood, and the surprises don’t stop – a girl joins Sasori. 

An exceedingly familiar girl.

Sakura-kun?

[mokeonn]

Does anyone know how to beat the "stress loop?"

That situation where you have a lot of time sensitive things to do, but you're too stressed out to function and do those things, which in turn causes more stress because you're ignoring these time sensitive tasks you GOTTA do.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

HELLO AGAIN I'm here to say that If your art was any type of food it would be a really, really, REALLY fancy 5 course meal with perfectly cooked food and dessert, BASICALLY WHAT IM SAYING IS THAT YOUR ART IS SO GOOD ITS WORTH EATING :3333 (I love looking at your art everyday 🤤)

AWWW thank you so much !! that's so lovely of you to say (❁´◡`❁) !! i always look forward gettin to draw stuff, so i'm happy to hear my stuff's as enjoyable for others as it is for me to make !!!!!

[stuckinapril]

you guys have no idea what crazy friday plans i have (putting on a cute comfy fit, lip gloss mascara and spf applied, kilian’s love on pulse points, hitting the gym first thing in the morning w flash cards, studying at the library until sundown)

[wwooyology]

I would say my weekend was pretty good (save for my knee acting up and almost making me eat dirt...) I was able to change my jewelry and did my makeup for once in a while 😮‍💨 now let's just pray my next weekend goes just a smooth...