#soo I hope this is okay???

[plutonicbees]

cassie sandsmark star jorts from issue #23 of yj98 you have always been famous to me

(before pic + additional photos and unnecessary ramblings under the cut)

I made these jorts in 22 hours over the course of 3 days! pure willpower via my love for cassie sandsmark because I am a total novice in sewing and i am still not very good at it. (i really just combined various tutorials and improvised on measurements and then regretted improvising measurements later on).

I thrifted these jeans last year for cassie vibes (even though I had already made her star-spangled red bellbottoms at that point) and wasn't a fan of how they fit + I couldn't figure out how to style them. I enjoyed sewing in the panels to flare them out and then everything else (cargo pockets and sewing in stars) was hell <3

the pockets are not placed well (nor are they particularly well-made), the hem is uneven, the stars are quite janky (and I think I stitched on too many), I probably stabbed my fingers a million times, and I am so in love with them

[skitskatdacat63]

For Dru (@fortheloveofaussiegrit), thank you for completely and utterly brainrotting me with this moment 🙏

[flowercrowngods]

"Captain."

The quill scratches roughly along the page, too aggressive for the paper softened and hardened over time by wear and tear and seawater air. Ink spills, making a mess of the log's entry, splotching over fingers and staining them almost black in the cabin's dim light, a flame flickering in its hold to the right, unaware of the tension in the air. Unaware of the captain's rapidly beating heart and his hands clenching around the quill until he fears it might break.

Although the fear he feels is not on behalf of the quill in his hand.

"Captain."

His first mate is insistent on gaining his attention, but he refuses to acknowledge that she already has it. He knows it can only mean one thing if she comes to him at this hour, if she seeks him out despite clear orders – or, rather, because of them.

"Steve."

He looks up, his jaw clenched, and the quill breaks, spilling ink all over his palm where the sharp tip is cutting into his skin with a spark of pain that pales in comparison to what he can find in her features.

Robin nods, imperceptible to every other soul in this universe. Every soul that is not him, attuned to her every move, every twitch of a brow, every hint of a frown, and every gesture that she dares him to overlook if only to have an excuse later on.

But she nods. And Steve swallows.

"It's him. He's back."

It's the captain who nods now, incapable of doing anything else, and feeling as his sanity slips away from him, through the cracks in the floorboards and sinking down to the bottom of the ocean to join his heart and his conscience. All have long been lost at the cause of one man.

"Thank you," he says, though his voice does not feel like his own, and the candle beside him flickers once more as if to signal that, really, he shouldn't be sounding like that. He blinks, deliberately, because he has been staring for too long and she doesn't need to know that he has been losing himself since the second she appeared at the door.

"Steve–"

"That's Captain to you."

She swallows, defiant, but choosing her battles wisely. He is grateful, for he hasn't the strength to argue any more than he has the strength to stand upright in this moment.

"Captain," she says, deliberate but gentle, because she knows and she forgives. "Are you alright?"

"No," Steve says, and his voice remains remarkably steady in this confession. "I'll be out in a second. Make sure they do not to say a word to him. Shoot everyone who does, or throw them overboard. Nobody talks to The– to Munson but me. Understood?"

"Understood," she says, straightening her posture, though her eyes remain worried and wary. There is more she wants to say, but Steve dismisses her before leaning his fists on the table and breathing deeply. The tip of the quill buries deeper into his palm and he closes his fingers around it, hard, to keep himself anchored and distract from one pain with another.

Theo is back. Theodore Munson. Though he will have a new name, Steve knows. But those eyes... Those eyes never changed, not once in all this time, and Steve fears that he will break apart if he has to look at them again and find no ounce of recognition. No memory of words whispered in the dark, of gentle touches to roughest scars, of time spent together in different lifetimes.

Steve plucks the tip soiled in ink and blood from his palm and reaches for a book hidden underneath a false bottom in the first drawer of the desk. A book with the initials T M pressed into fine, deep red leather.

He writes, with blood and ink in unsteady hold,

27th March He came is back. I wish he weren't.

@vampeddie remember me talking about this before i disappeared? remember how you went insane? remember that you like me?

[dumb-doll-lips]

Maybe controversial, but on posts about being dumb where girls are like saying ‘but I’m actually smart.’ Like tbh, I don’t really believe them. Like if you’re smart why does feeling dumb feel so good or hot or whatever to you then? I kinda feel like it’s having an excuse to let go of trying as much as you would be when you’re saying your smart. If you’re like really actually smart, I don’t feel like a break from ‘being smart’ would be such a relief or like as appealing.

[i-got-the-feels]

Don't think. Don't make a decision. Just listen to me. Get the surgery, please, Hae-in

- Episode 14, Queen of Tears, 2024

Dedicating this set to hilarious and amazing @ipromisedthesunset because their tags just get me all !!!!!

[k1tty5]

we are big joel smallishbeans fans in this house

[luck-of-the-drawings]

EPISODE 2 AND 3 HAVE BEEN SOOOO FUN im already so emotionally attached to each of these characters.. if anything bad ever happens to any of them im killing everyone and then everyone.

[saexy]

DEARRRESTTT ZARIAAAAA @fedyenkas !! BABYYY YOUU DIDDD ITT AND WE COULDNT BEE MOREE PROUDD OF YOUUU!!!! AA MASTERSSSS!!! PHEW DAMNN!! you workedd sooo immesnsley hard for this and noww TAHTTT ITS HERE!! FEELS UNREALL WENKNOWWW!! BUT WE RE ALWAYSSS HEREE ROOOTINGG FOR OURR FAVOURITEEE GALLL !!! MWAHHHH BABYYYY WE LOVEEE YOU SO SOO MUCHH!!!! TO MOREE AMAIZNG THINGS IN LIFEEEE <3333 TO THE FORVER GALS!! LOVEE <3333

YOU DESERVEEE THE WORLDD!! LEAP FORWARDD UTS YOURR TO TAKEEE ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

with love, kisses, and sweetest to spiciestt treats,

ai, tori, zen ... honorary mentions, your stoic and derangedd lomls x

[jils-things]

by the lighthouse.

dividers

[lonelychicago]

taylor swift doesn't even need to go through a break-up to write good music ( see for reference, death by a thousand cuts, folklore, evermore and midnights) so shut up about being excited that she and joe broke up and have some sympathy. she's a human being and not a songwriter machine jfc.

[ribbonpinky-art]

hewo

my phone got stolen.

...myeahhh.

i just. could not be bothered nor muster the strength to even try to explain the situation after the fact on here. just worked thru the problems that arise with it, and thats that. getting a new phone and trying my darndest to gain a fraction back of what i lost

[strollonso]

via aston martin’s instagram (x)

[prxttythngs]

closed for @casareds !

harper has done a lot of stupid shit in her life. she's lied. stolen. cheated. but nothing she's done has even come close to the biggest mistake she's ever made-- leaving tatum. it has haunted her since the day it happened, since she left her crying & heartbroken over something so stupid harper has never once forgiven herself for it. denying her money for booze. that had been tatum's big sin, as if harper hadn't already drained her girlfriend's bank account dry with empty promises of i'll pay you back and this is the last time, i promise. she's never left her mind, that girl. whenever anyone asks her about love, about her perfect woman, it is always a hazy description of tatum that falls from her lips. maybe that's why harper is standing here now, on her doorstep . or maybe it's just that she's long overdue an apology. she presses the doorbell before she can talk herself out of doing this, stepping back as she listens to the sound of footsteps inside, the clicking of a lock, the creak of the door as it opens. " don't close the door. hear me out-- please ? "

[lostonesart]

So I cut the first 7 seconds from this to try and make a gif for a thing. idk what for yet but probably twst or miraculous since those are my fixations rn

putting the 7 second snippet under a cut idk how else to give it to anyone who might wanna use it

[emotinalsupportturtle]

I miss seeing David Tennant on our screens. Where is he? Can he at least do a hignfy or something?

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

The urge to spend a 100$ on merch before getting my paycheck is so strong. I might not survive soldiers