#thank u 🗣️🗣️

[dryersheetbear]

Sorry you can’t go to prom, I hope tonight is kind to you anyways. I didn’t go to prom either :’( we should have tumblr prom instead. I’m bringing you flowers at tumblr prom <3

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[rystiel]

the damn geometrussy got him

[kusanagihaku]

“Onwards, Jiro! To tricks and treats!”

[foolsocracy]

happy pride to the bisexuals of 1933

[patchworkpoison]

i adore your pharma. he's such a birdy little alien, do u think he preens? nests?

well having no feathers makes it kinda hard for him to preen in the traditional sense xD

but i definitely think he tends to keep himself cleaner than most bots ^_^ a bit difficult to do when u have huge stupid shoulder vents with a bunch of random shit attached to em

[yellowanz]

have a pony goromi :)

[kookjinnies]

KIM SEOKJIN 🙂‍↕️🤌

[enha-stars]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?????

[screampied]

I’d move mountains for you. That kinktober list has me SAT.

- 🗣️🎬‼️

HUZZAAAAAHH id move mountains for you too💓 IHOPEEENYOU EMJOY MWAH

[sevlawless]

unknown

pairing: m!ortega x f!sidestep (arabella aveiro)

word count: 775

warnings: angst and a confession <3 but at what cost?

tags: @masonscig @farahhauville

notes: yeah idk what i'm doing either! i've fallen (haha) into the worst fallen hero hole imaginable it's all i can think about as of late and this fic is the proof of that. basically arabella tells ortega how she feels. and they discuss the past. just a tad. as a treat! anyway i hope you enjoy 🙏 the title is inspired by unknown/nth by hozier because i listened to it a lot while writing this and it feels fitting. you'll find out why if you read!

[read on ao3]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

love is as foreign of a concept to you as anything else. feeling safe. grounded. at peace. you know you'll never feel any of those things. and if you have, it's never for long.

why would love be any different?

could it be different? allowing yourself to feel something other than anger, or fear?

no. what a stupid thought. it should be entirely out of the equation.

but the way ortega is looking at you right now is making you question it. for the second time in your life, but with the same person, seven years later.

the person you were then - sidestep, the vigilante, the sidekick - could have seen herself following through with it. but fear and anger always came rushing back to bring you to your senses.

now, there's a whole lot more to deal with.

the person you are now - retribution, the anarchist, the villain - can't get caught up in this. you're lying to him. constantly. more than you ever did in the past. almost everything you say to him is a lie. 

except for those rare occasions when you let your true feelings slip. that you love him back, despite everything in you telling you not to. what you just told him, and why he's looking at you the way he is right now. as if you're the only thing on this earth that matters to him, his brown eyes lighting up with the adoration you've tried getting adjusted to ever since he found you back at that diner. his eyes are crinkling in the corners, more than they ever did seven years ago. the smile on his face still gives you butterflies, like it did when you first saw it.

there's a beat of silence, the only sound occupying his apartment being the ceiling fan swinging above you both, a futile attempt to cool down the temperature in the infamous los diablos heat.

futile also because your own body feels like it's overheating, sweat accumulating on your forehead, your hands warm and clammy. 

“you love me.”

you roll your eyes. “don't make me repeat it.” even though you want to. until the words don't make sense anymore. until you grow tired of saying it, but part of you knows you never would.

a knowing smile graces his face. you want to hurl. “i won't.”

he holds your hands in his, one of his thumbs rubbing over the jagged edges of a scar you don't remember how you got. there's so many, you gave up trying to.

“i wish i had told you,” he starts, uncharacteristically nervous. “i wish i had told you all those years ago.”

would it have changed anything? a part of you wants to believe it would have. a stupid, stupid part of you wants to believe that.

“it would have made things worse,” you decide, refusing to meet his eyes. “it would have made…”

even now, you can't bring it up. 

the heartbreak incident. jumping from the roof. vaguely hearing screams that you know came from him. your skull cracking against the pavement. being put in an ambulance. being taken to-

he tilts your chin up, taking in your wide eyed expression and your heavy breathing.

“it's okay,” he assures you, and you desperately want to believe that. another stupid part of you.

“it wouldn't have made it worse,” he says, “i was in love with you then, too. i should have told you, bella. i’m sorry i didn't.”

his eyes shine with unshed tears, and it takes everything in you to not respond with tears of your own.

it makes no sense. you've fought him, broken his nose, put him in the hospital. cleaned his blood from your suit, your gloves.

and yet, this makes you feel something. remorse. regret. that foreign feeling of love that you're still trying to understand.

you don't deserve him. you didn't then, and you certainly don't now. 

“it's okay, ricky,” you finally respond. “we didn't know.”

he chuckles. “no,” he pushes a strand of hair away from your face, and you hate how calming it makes you feel, “but now we do, and we have all the time in the world to make up for it.”

time.

how much do you really have left? being here, in this moment, on his couch, inching closer and closer to each other. you almost didn't realize you were doing it.

as his lips meet yours, warm and familiar, you want this moment to last forever.

you know it can't. it won't.

but for now, you'll enjoy it. even when it all inevitably comes crashing down around you.

that's what you're used to.

[sofhtie]

thesis statements for the new year

mary oliver, don’t hesitate / mary oliver, moments

[hyuckmov]

okaaaaay listennnnn !!!! 불가사의(Mystery) in Seoul HAECHAN with the peace sign holding the doggo is giving soft domestic rockstar donghyuck !!

omg!!!! thank u for thinking of soft domestic rockstar haech, esp when i’ve been working on some (similar) scenes lately <3 except instead of the dog it would be him carrying his little sister hehehhee

this teaser has me so hyped up…. the thick-frame nerdy glasses looks juxtaposed against his bandaids and cuts and the cozy but loud fit and the DOG….. i wonder where they’re going with this but it’s giving me who is sticker vibes (which changed my life fr)

[maxlarens]

what thee fuck

i definitely need to do a 1k celebration 🥺 noo idea what

[youreyeson1y]

the no doubt mv is doing things to me

[jar-of-strawberry-honey]

I JUST FINISHED WATCHING THE WORLDS END WITH OUR FRIEND @bullythebully AND IT WAS?????? SO GOOD!!??? I LOVED THE ROBOTS THAT WERENT ROBOTS. THE BLANKS. THE MOMENTS WHEN THEY OPENED THEIR MOUTHS REMINDED ME OF POKOTHO!!! THAT WAS SO COOL!!

AND I THINK MY FAVORITE MUSKETEERS WERE GARY AND OLIVER!!! ALSO ANDY I REALLY LIKED ANDY!! AND MY FAVORITE PUB WAS THE BEEHIVE THOUGH I SADLY DIDNT SEE ALL OF IT CAUSE I GOT DISCONNECTED!! ARGHHH REWATCH TIME WHEN???

[kookjinnies]

A WIN FOR MEEEEE 🗣️🎣