#stally

[your-unfriendlyghost]

Really liking Steve and Dally as like…frienemies rn. They’re close but also hate each other lol. (More Steve than Dally. Dally doesn’t hate Steve I don’t think, he just likes winding him up b/c it’s free entertainment)

(I could put something deep here abt them seeing too much of themselves in each other, but I don’t wanna- just read The Same by @broareweabouttoviberightnow b/c all that angst is done so well and succinctly there lol)

[that-one-english-nerd]

outsiders rare pairs hit DIFFERENT. like, have i always been a multi-shipper? yes, but i’ve reached a new level with this fandom‼️

[moodywritesmoody]

Stella and Sally see Tchaikovsky

I guess this will have to do instead of mass dropping 13 chapters of fic. I’ll trauma dump in the author notes as I post bit by bit over the next year instead. Assuming no asteroids hit or aliens announce global rulership… and even then I’ll prolly still post.

Life of a shrine rat

[reasoningdaily]

Good Luck Meg, we want to see you win ALL the Awards

[just-your-casual-nerd]

Bruh meeeee and youuuuuu @v3nusxsky

Fanfiction: there’s only one room available…

Me who specifically chose a Rated M and Explicit story: oh my gosh there’s only one room they’re gonna share a bed what’s gonna happen next

[puddingmilkt]

[歌詞翻譯] 安炳雄 Ahn Byeong Wong x Layone 張來沅 x 趙廣一 Jo Gwangil - Rain Drops (Prod. Stally & Kim Jisu) 

“괜찮을 거야 근데 내가 잘할 수 있을까” 發行: 22.09.14 / 專輯: rain drops (single)

(安炳雄) 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉我也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 沒有雨傘 被雨點灑了一身 TV裡的氣象預告員 連領帶也濕透 手機因訊息提示而滾燙 放回褲兜 連接airpods 按下播放 Chet Baker on the list 即使會感冒 此刻也想耍帥 願望清單上這樣寫著 (its okay) 所以就讓我像crush哥那個meme 究竟這陣雨何時才會停止 (盡快吧) 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 (Layone) 擠不進乾衣機的單間房 在喇叭笛鳴之間度過的夏與冬 夢見自己在前度婚禮上 提岀反對 我那單間 連女性身影也未曾見過 總感覺渾身黏糊 的確想轉換新環境 但是看了看上半年結算 明擺是妄想 親愛的 下雨了 往哪去呢 醉什麼 沒帶錢包又怎樣喝暈 趁除濕器運行 水沸 倒進拉麪 夕陽西下之際 恍神了 來了空車 也不會乘往龍山方向 身體被可悲的面子佔據 手機宣佈電池沒剩5% 泡在新沙洞的夜店街 怪可憐的 (安炳雄) 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 (趙廣一) 今天不降雨 天氣預報明明這樣說 被雨澆了一身後 全日感覺不對勁 總認為梅雨季過後 不會繼續下雨  雖然正因這類想法 讓我一而再淋雨 想哭了我又 但我只想笑著 想問狂妄的青春 能被細小螺絲完全毀掉的 算得上太空船嗎 幾億顆雨點 無預兆急墜 雖然全身濕透 衣服濕透 現在已洗乾淨 杯空了 再斟滿就是 扛得過的 但是我能做得好嗎 即使單邊肩膀總是濕透 即使雙手永遠冷如冰塊 仍然分享我的所有 雖然也沒多少錢 但是今後 雨再微我也會先把傘撐好 (安炳雄) 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機 每次也是無預兆驟降的雨點 連鞋子濕掉也沒為意 我的雨傘 總被我丟失 濕透的衣服 放進乾衣機

[gilyoungroach]

you wish u were part of the bang gang (gmvn)

[your-unfriendlyghost]

Tim Shepard/Dallas for the ship bingo

Logically speaking I think they’re ok/interesting, but I have no feelings towards them at all

Sometimes I like them, but only when it’s a horrible angsty fic that explores their characters through the way they deal with being queer in the 60s. But those are interesting because they’re character studies, not because I’m rooting for the ship. and also I prefer ones that do that w/ Steve x Dallas, even tho those are rarer, just because I like Steve while I don’t really care about Tim

[dollypopup]

(to be the one) to walk in the sun

Summary: What if Penelope said yes to Debling's proposal? What if Colin never cut into that dance? cowritten with @starryspindel Rating: E Snippet:

1816

Dear Mr. Bridgerton, I am writing to request your help in a important-

Dearest Colin, How are you? I hope you are well on your travels. I am

Colin, I have made a mistake

Mansfield Park was, in her humble opinion, the most boring piece of literature written in the last hundred years, which was a shame really because she usually liked all the novels penned By a Lady. She might have liked the novel the first, or second, or even fifth read through, but now onto her twenty-third (or was it thirty sixth? Sixty fourth? Forty first? One, two, three, four-) she was getting quite sick of Fanny, the insipid protagonist with the backbone of a chocolate éclair.

When was the last time she had an éclair? At the wedding breakfast? The engagement ball? How many had she eaten that day? One, two, three, four-

Her life had devolved into a series of numbers, something she had once thought would be so easy to keep track of. How far the room spread, (one, two, three, four-), toe to toe, (five and seventy slippers apart from wall to wall at the farthest, toe to heel, and six and thirty by the shorter end), the exact number of seams, immaculately maintained, from the papered walls, (one, two, three-), the slats of sunbeam through the curtains, (more in the midday than the morning) (one, two-). Once she began occupying herself with how many instances of the letter ‘a’ she could find ruffling through the book, (one- one- one- one-), she felt something within her splinter. 

But, as with everything in her life, now, there was nowhere for it to be kept but inside. 

So, she read. All but howled in her head as she huffed. Leave, Fanny. You could simply leave.

Fiction had, after all, been such a means of escape for her in the past. 

[moodywritesmoody]

What a duality folks, what a pair.

?,!’$,&/!,$)/&/!!/$$;&… “all the tiiime, I’m grateful all the tiiiime..” 😂

2nd Pic.

Stel: “..we should get hotpot after the Nutcracker.”

Sal: “…again.”

Jan, off stage: “Taxi’s here!”

Shipping these two is like being a priest at the shrine of a lower deity from a popular offshoot of an old religious sect. If the alms ever stop I am dead.

[twisting-roads]

I've never used a lickilicky until now and I'll be honest I don't regret it

[popdiosa]

MEGAN THEE STALLION via instagram

[emofaggott]

your baby mama so minimum wage

[mcudc616]

Monsters Unleashed (1973) cover by Neal Adams

[julie-toons]

[neotrances-deactivated]