#sun 🐥

[romanceuntold]

Happy Birthday, Jen! 💙🎉 though we haven’t spoken in a while, you’ve always been in my thoughts and I dearly miss our conversations and the joy you bring🥺 wishing you a day filled with love, laughter, and all the wonderful things you deserve I love you💙💙💙

THANK YOOOOOOU MY SUN ☹️🩵🩵🩵 I LOVE YOU MORE (sending u the first slice of cake* cuz u r my everything) 💕💕💕💕💕

[usergyumoved]

jen i love your new header it’s so cute it’s so you haha 🥰🥰🥰

MY LOVE THANK YOOOOU !!!!! 🥺🩵

[luke-patch]

🫣🥰🫣

[faunandfloraas]

not to always be saying the same things but it's nice to see his actual skin tone not whitewashed to hell

[pose4photoml]

Look what coworker did to my sign 🌞

[straykidsgallery]

SKZ 5'Clock Fanmeeting - Felix 🔆

[starpros-sunshine]

LAYTON FAN!! :D

I have only really played one game I'm afraid and from what I've seen it's the most hated game of the series which i do not understand I love Mystery Journey I've watched some lets plays of the others and yeah sure maybe they had some more interesting plots or whatever but Katrielle isn't in them so I refuse to revoke my previous opinion.

[3lluon]

confidant and heritage

For Clark's birthday 🦭💖 even though there's no leap day this year, but birthday celebrations can always be spontaneous 🦦‼️

The quote is from Mark Waid in 'The Real Truth About Superman' of the book 'Superheroes and Philosophy: Truth, Justice, and the Socratic Way' (2001) (screen cap of pdf under read more)

The paragraph stuck to me for weeks, I figured I must draw out my delulu of it... I've seen red suns at sunrise too so I wanted to change that particular verse, otherwise that sentence is something out of the Lourve if it was a library, I felt like I was reading a love letter to Clark 😭😭💖

I have headcanons of them helping each other out on patrol nights and all... Context of this, hectic vigilantism night for both of them (Clark was over at Metropolis), Bruce got a whif of some narcotics, got injuries to his right leg, so old man took his ass up on a nearby vacant rooftop. The above comic pages (???) ensues 🦭💥

Another headcanon of Bruce being more loose and talking more than his normal standards when he's under the effects of drugs/alcoholic influences🦦💐 he's a yapper his journals are evidence of it

The literary artwork that inspired this all🐥💥

[helslastangel]

how to be ethically manipulative according to your sun, moon, & ascendant

My darling ducklings 🐥 I am not responsible for whatever you choose to do with this information. Consider these to be the idle musings of an entp with a phone and enough energy to find mischief but not enough to do something genuinely productive (like answering the 19 asks in my inbox). 😘

🌸❤️🌸

Group 1: Pisces, Virgo, Cancer, Gemini, Sagittarius & Taurus

You are generally cute or don't seem overly threatening at first glance. Use this to your advantage and get close to the people in power. Learn as much as you can. Make yourself known in gentle waves rather than big splashes.

Infiltration is a tool you can easily use to put yourself in the best position for promotions or other opportunities/benefits without it seeming planned. Everyone will just think you were in the right place at that right time. Which, to be fair, you were. Just on purpose. Lol.

❤️🌸❤️

Group 2: Aries, Capricorn, Leo, Aquarius, Scorpio, Libra

You can come off pretty intimidating at first glance so stealth might not be an option, but your influence is. People notice you right away so with the right performance, you can get what you want quite easily, and probably a lot faster than those in group one. The catch is that you might make more enemies along the way, but who cares? Not you, you've got places to be.

People listen to you whether they like it or not and often end up emulating you too, so use this to your advantage and lead others to the conclusions and decisions that will ultimately play out in your favor. Let them think it is all their idea and that you're playing their game. Let them play captain-you know it's your ship. This is your superpower.

[ma1dita]

BABEEE happy birthday!! (i'm so terribly late i'm so sorry) congrats on 23💖

🐥 so i'm having thoughts right now about luke x reader and physical affection. like maybe one of them being touch starved and always craving the other person's touch and the other person noticing it and doing it more? maybe from platonic (i will go down with best friends to lovers) to romantic, i'm just on this brainrot tonight

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luke castellan x reader

a/n: back from the klerb but here with a classic 4am post 🥂 but the hangxiety wont let me rest until this is out! ill edit this in the morning... or not 😗

wc: 1.1k

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It’s hard to miss what you’ve never had.

Luke Castellan was never a touchy guy. Sure, he’ll hold a new camper’s hand during welcome tours (especially the little ones who can barely keep up with his long legs; if they’re lucky they get a piggy back ride), and he won’t shy away from a clap on the back when his strategies for capture the flag bring his team to victory (they always do, mind you), and when he feels like it, he’ll even shove Annabeth playfully to show her he adores her (but she packs a punch now that she’s older).

It never really goes past that, and he’s never had to think too hard about it—physical touch.

He’s the one who takes care of others—a part of his nature like it is for Hermes’ cabin to take in unclaimed demigods. But something changed in the months that he’s gotten closer to you. At first, he’d bite his tongue at the way you’re so open to patting his cheek when he does something funny (which he doesn’t try to make a show of, but now…), how you choose to sit so close to him during bonfires that your knees touch (the Apollo kids could be singing about the heavens falling down on them for all he cares but he zeroes in on every word that leaves your lips), and the way you’d lock your fingers with him for a pinky promise after every little thing ‘to make sure it’s real’ (Luke didn’t understand the merit of a pinky promise over whether you could have his dessert for the next week if you took over arts and crafts with the kiddie campers for him; truthfully he’d give it to you anyway). It was unusual for him to have someone comfort him, to show care without a true reason. But he didn’t realize how much more it bothered him now that you wouldn’t even look him in the eye.

Silena and some of the other Aphrodite children had asked you the very defining question of, “Do you like Luke Castellan?” and having never thought of it that way, or being able to put your feelings for him in words instead of fingers in his belt loops or in the muss of his curls—that shit was terrifying!

You spent all Saturday afternoon at the docks with them belly down under the glare of the sun’s rays as they explained to you what the five love languages are. By the end of it, sunburn wasn’t the only reason you felt hot.

“Your love language is physical touch,” one of Silena’s older half-siblings—Connelly, says like he’s explaining that the sky is blue, “And Luke’s not that type of guy! Think he’s more acts of service…”

“Ooh, or words of affirmation….” another one of them muses, but the sound of your heartbeat tunes it all out. Well shit, have you been sending him the wrong signals? Or are there even any signals you want to send him? 

Nevertheless, in the matters of love or even the tiniest whisper of it—maybe there’s no one else you can trust with this stuff besides Cabin 10.

Wrong.

Absolutely wrong. Whatever the hell you’ve been convinced or whatever’s changed since last weekend—Luke just knows he hates it, and he’s angry. He’s angry at how you gasp in surprise every time you brush shoulders during archery practice when you used to let him fix your form, he’s angry at how you’ll squeeze campers’ shoulders to tell them they’re doing a good job carrying the strawberry crates—and all he gets is a mumbled ‘Thanks, Castellan’ when he stacks them up and takes your load.

Luke’s so terribly angry that Travis told him he’s been walking around like a big strawberry, face red and irritated—but not at you. 

He realizes he’s also angry at the fact that he can’t protect you from the onslaught of a rain cloud—or maybe it was the fact that you’re so okay with the rain touching your skin and seeping through your orange shirt like he wishes you’d let him. He’s angry at the way the wind blows your hair into your face and your fingers brush the strands away like he wishes he can. Most of all, Luke Castellan is angry that he didn’t know how good a simple touch could be until he lost it—before he even really got to appreciate yours.

You’re sitting on the opposite end of the row in the amphitheater laughing with your friends and the furrow in his thick brow is a tell-tale sign of his discomfort. Luke doesn’t dare to remember what it’s like before you to be honest—he’d rather give up Elysium instead of having you ignore him like this. He calls your name, a tinge of both anger and desperation until you look over at him, eyelashes kissing your cheeks. The hold you have on him transcends the physical touch of your fingers but he wants, no—needs you next to him.

“C’mere! Why are you so far away?”

Luke hopes it doesn’t sound pathetic, but a crooked grin splits across his face as soon as you make your way over, sitting down and crossing your legs away from him. It’s still too far, even if he can feel your breath on his shoulder.

“Did I do something to make you angry? I…” The words escape his mouth in a jumble—quick wit from his father escaping him, though he knows not to rely on that asshole, god or not. You mutter words that almost escape him too, and he leans in, chasing your hands and putting them in his own until they’re gentle and soft in his lap.

“No, no…. I just… don’t want to push your boundaries. I know you don’t like it when I’m too touchy,” and he thinks his heart clenches a little like how you’re squeezing his hands. Luke shouldn’t feel instant gratification from a subconscious action. He wants to know you mean it with him—that’s what he can’t put into words.

“I….like it when you do.”

You notice the way his fingers tangle tighter with yours, pinkys interlocking with yours. When he lets go, Luke wraps his arm around your shoulders until you’re able to laugh in the crook of his neck. He chooses to place a kiss on the corner of your mouth when your head sways to face him at the silly tune about centaurs and then you realize that Luke loves the way you love him. You wonder if he accidentally missed meeting your lips, but then the noise in your head quiets down when he pulls you closer, lips locking tenderly, intentionally—as they were always meant to.

You both hear a giggle that sounds a lot like tinkling bells belonging to children of Aphrodite. 

For once they were wrong about love. 

Luke’s tongue parts through your lips and meets your own like they’re in a long awaited embrace, dancing and devouring you from the inside out but this, you— are what he can rely on. This, your touch, and how he chooses to let it consume him, never letting go.

[romanceuntold]

I knew I was missing something :( im so sorry for the late wishes Jen, been so busy with life I forgot :( I just want to wish you a very late happy birthday :) May this birthday be a reminder of how exceptional and extraordinary you are. May it be filled with love, laughter, and countless precious moments. I hope the year ahead brings you an abundance of blessings, success, and fulfillment. Happy belated birthday, once again Jen. Thank you for being the remarkable person you are and for gracing my life with your friendship I love you so much♥️♥️♥️

waaaa no no, that's alright bb !!! you are so incredibly sweet 🥺🥺🥺 THANK YOOOOU for this sweet msg AND for the cute tubatu pics 🩵🩵🩵 right back atchu, and i'm sending you a bucket filled with all the love and goodies in this world 🫶💐

[lilithlounge]

STORY TIME Let’s talk astro dating patterns for a sec.

As a Taurus Sun with Leo Rising, I’ve had my fair share of “why am I dating the same chart in a different body?” moments.

Here’s the rundown:

Married a Virgo Sun/ Pisces Moon👉🏼 Divorced (Almost had babies)

Dated a Capricorn Sun / Pisces Moon 👉🏼Broke up

Engaged to a Virgo Sun / Cancer Moon 👉🏼 Karmic AF. Didn’t last

Dated another Virgo Sun / Cancer Moon *because one isn't enough*

And now I’m happily loving a Scorpio Sun / Aquarius Moon 🖤🐥

And looking at my chart… everything made way too much sense:

I’m a Taurus Sun, Leo Rising. My 2nd house *Virgo* rules values, security, and money honey. Hello, Virgo men 🐥🖤 I luv you.

My 4th house *Scorpio* rules emotional foundations, cue the deep, brooding types I wanna build a home or hellfire with 💀.

My 8th house *Pisces* rules intimacy and transformation, now you see all those Pisces moons and their emotional oceans.

My 12th house *Cancer* ....let’s just say I’ve romanticized a few walking red flags.

...and Venus in the 8th house, I don’t do surface level love. It’s “we merge souls or I’m bored.”

Moon in the 2nd, I crave emotional security… but keep picking partners who shake the damn table.

BUT NOW with this Scorpio Sun mofo Aquarius Moon man, I feel seen, safe and electrified. Growth, passion, unpredictability with emotional depth.

Astrologically, we really do have patterns. The signs you attract aren’t random. Look at the signs ruling your 2H, 4H, 5H, 7H, 8H, 12H and your Venus/Moon. They’re telling on you.

So now I’m curious because I’m nosey,

Who do YOU keep attracting? And does your chart spill the tea?

To book a reading, click here: Buy Me A Coffee or Ko-fi

[luke-patch]

Difference

With staff📷🚶😎🤷🏻‍♀️

No staff 💜💛🐇🐥

[bwafficial]

summer treat stims

self indulgent because i miss having fun in the sun w my friends. i had fun with this so i wanna make it a series ━🐣

watermelon gif & fruit yogurt gif by faeberrywine

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🎀BWA SERVER !!

୧ ‧₊˚ our server is for all littles.

🐥 do you curse while regressed ? cool! 🍰 are you a 420 little ? that's fine! 🌸 you wanna talk about horror ? we have a channel 4 that!

୧ ‧₊˚ we have channels for sensitive littles too! ★ we even have a tumblr !! 🎀 join us today ･ω･

[writingforstraykids]

Letters Of Love - Felix🖤

Pairing: Felix x gn!Reader (poly!skz)

Word Count: 813

Summary: Next you remember a day with Felix, baking brownies together.

Warnings/Tags: fluff

do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way here or on other platforms. ©️writingforstraykids 2024 -

Chan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin | Jisung | Seungmin | Jeongin

You scroll through your photo gallery until your eyes catch on a particular image that makes your heart flutter. It’s one of your favorite pictures—one that perfectly captures a day filled with sweetness and laughter. The photo is of you and Felix, standing side-by-side in the kitchen, covered in flour and chocolate batter, both grinning as if you’ve just shared the world’s funniest inside joke.

In the image, Felix is holding up a wooden spoon with a bit of brownie batter on the tip, his other hand making a playful peace sign next to his cheek. There’s a smudge of chocolate on his nose, and his freckles are even more prominent under the bright kitchen lights, like tiny constellations dotting his sun-kissed skin. You’re beside him, leaning in close, a flour handprint marking your cheek—the culprit being Felix, of course, who had decided a few minutes earlier that making a mess was half the fun of baking. The two of you are surrounded by mixing bowls, measuring cups, and ingredients scattered haphazardly across the counter. In the background, you can see the oven’s timer counting down, the scent of chocolate almost tangible in the photo.

That day had been one of those unexpectedly perfect moments. You’d been feeling a little down, overwhelmed by the stress of the week, and Felix, with his uncanny sense for your moods, had suggested you bake something together. “Chocolate makes everything better, love,” he’d said with that sunshine smile of his, and you couldn’t argue with that logic. So, you’d put on some music, rolled up your sleeves, and let Felix lead the way.

It hadn’t taken long for the kitchen to turn into a chaos of laughter, teasing, and stolen tastes of sweet batter. Felix, ever the perfectionist, had tried to follow the recipe step-by-step at first, but it didn’t take much for him to abandon his usual precision in favor of playful improvisation. He’d ended up accidentally flicking flour at you, which had spiraled into a lighthearted war of ingredients. By the end, there was more batter on the counter (and on each other) than in the actual pan, and you both had to pause multiple times just to catch your breath from laughing so hard.

But the real magic happened when the brownies went into the oven and you both settled onto the kitchen floor, backs against the cabinets, just talking softly. Felix’s voice, low and soothing, had filled the space as he shared stories and dreams, his eyes shining with that quiet passion that always leaves you in awe. You’d listened, mesmerized by the way he seemed to light up just from being able to share a small moment like this with you. When the timer finally beeped, you’d both jumped up, eager to see the finished product, and the look on his face when he took the first bite—eyes wide, cheeks dimpling into that radiant smile—was sweeter than any dessert.

With a fond smile, you attach the picture and start typing your message, knowing exactly what you want to say to the boy who turned a simple baking session into a cherished memory.

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Message to Felix🐥❣️:

Hey Angel,

I was looking through some photos, and I found this one from our brownie-baking day. Do you remember? I swear we got more batter on each other than in the pan! But I loved every second of it. You always know exactly what I need, even when I don’t know it myself. That day, I was feeling so stressed, and then you came along with your smile, your warmth, and your endless positivity, and suddenly everything felt lighter.

It’s not just the baking itself that I loved—it was being with you. I think that’s what you do best, Lixie. You make even the simplest moments feel special just by being yourself. I still remember sitting on the floor with you, listening to you talk about everything and nothing. You have this way of making life sweeter, of turning every second into something to smile about. Like magic.

Thank you for always knowing how to brighten my day, for bringing that sunshine energy wherever you go. Happy anniversary, my Angel. Here’s to more brownie battles, more flour fights, and more moments filled with your laughter.

Love you to the moon and back.

Your partner-in-baking and forever taste-tester

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You send the message, a soft laugh escaping your lips as you picture Felix’s reaction. He’ll probably smile that wide, dimpled smile, eyes crinkling with joy. He might even send back a photo of his own—maybe of the same batch of brownies, or maybe just of him holding up a wooden spoon, ready for the next round. Because that’s Felix—always looking for ways to make you smile, to keep filling your days with the sweetness that only he can bring.

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[straykidsgallery]

SKZ 5'Clock Fanmeeting - Felix 🔆

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