#this is the best boost of serotonin

[dipplinduo]

So I heard you wanted a Drayton Reaction™️ to that art you just reblogged-

(Context: my tags on this post lol)

STOPPPPP I LOVE THIS 💀💀💀 you know damn well Drayton was snickering at first but then he realized he went too far when Kieran pulled out a soliloquy of colorful language LOL

[accio-victuuri]

xz & wyb behind the scenes compilation/ fan video { sweet days } by 无解·0805x1005 ❤️💛💚

[xivdl]

eepy trent

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

I’m at the club for new years getting crunk but laughingstock is the best serotonin boost to ever exist

sending asks on tumblr in the club? damn.... Respect...

[anxiouspepper28]

Some things I want to say about absolutely ridiculous, made out of nothing drama some Jude fangirls are causing.

First they need help or Jesus or psychologist or even psychiatrist. The level of parasocial relationship is insane. I heard about insane kpop fans, but did not except ones for football.

Second I think problem is what most of those fans are not even futball fans, they just find Jude hot and could care less about the game.

Just watch him play and be pretty and win everything and be happy for him. Jesus it's not that complicated.

I for example go on his tag on tumblr just to see pictures of hot footy boys being fruity together. Was really exited for Trent/Jude LA trip so I could get more 'not inseparable' content, plus Cama is in LA too so Jude + Cama + Trent sandwich sounds delicious to me.

Some girls should do themselves a favor and instead of panicking what a woman STANDS NEXT TO Jude go and check out pictures and videos of Jude and Cama choking each other, way more entertaining and with 0 drama.

Also I am to old for this shit and probs should just leave tumblr be..

[all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams]

there's just something about bart allens character design that I love so much like idk much about his character rn but everytime I see him I get happy cuz his design is just so idk Idk how to describe it there's just something about this little guys look that makes me so happy

[fullmetalscullyy]

in the process of getting a new mortgage deal bc my first one is coming to an end next year and its resulted in sending multiple "sorry to bother you... again!" emails to my mortgage advisor bc i have no fucking clue what anything means and its also resulted in me opening a bottle of wine on a thursday (that's on top of having a shitty day at work fixing problems that weren't even caused by me all day) so......... yknow..................... its going well :)

i'm so glad this next deal is 5 years bc this remortgage business is hell 😭

[xenocorner]

I love how positive the response to slim waist Stephen propaganda is being so far LMAO

THAT MAN IS BOTH DADDY AND BABY GIRL MATERIAL AND I'M HAPPY PEOPLE THINK SO AS WELL- orz

[dreemurr-skelememer]

the only thing that makes me stay on twitter is when a non-english speaking artist sees me rave about their art (like a diseased rat) and they go "Thank you!! I have always loved your art too 🥰" and i go

[becauseplot]

slowly wading my way through writing the new little dagger au fic. finished what i think will be the first chapter, assuming i stick with the chapter formula. still not sure about the formatting. im praying the end result wont be too confusing to follow. ah well like the old adage goes: fuck it we ball. if it all comes crashing down then i think i could upload what i have as a oneshot for the series. have a little wip snippet r smthn idk lol (tw swearing, violence, and threats of violence!!)

“Fucking—hell—!”  He’s wrenched forward so sharply he almost winds up on his face, but still he fights them, flailing and hissing and spitting. Claws out, he swipes blindly with his one available hand, misses, sways. Then, a set of knuckles comes down hard on the back of his head. He gasps, vision spinning, and a fist closes around his ear and yanks him up by it. He yowls. A low, snarling voice breaks through the heartbeat roaring in his head, breath hot against the fur of his ear: “Cut. It. Out. Or I’ll wring your fucking neck out right where you're standing, you hear me?” 

[stingslikeabee]

❛ What d'ya' do when you're really horny, Mel? Have a little black book of elite candidates t' help you out or do ya' . . take care of it on your own? ❜

unscripted asks . always accepting

The question made Melissa pause, but only to pick up the wine bottle and pour some more into her own glass, offering to top up Reno's as well. Sighing next, the madame made a spectacle of getting comfortable on the couch again while bringing the drink to her lips, letting out a soft 'ah' that prefaced the answer.

"It's complicated," the madame started, turning around in her seat to look at the Turk and ignoring the incredibly trash movie they had been watching thus far, surrounded by questionable food (nothing healthy, really) and tugging at the sleeves of her kimono, "Being a woman on an inverted sleeping schedule makes it hard to have friends such as these, willing to drop whatever they are doing to lend a hand. More often a dick, or tongue," a smile followed - between the two of them, there was no need to mince or censor words. Neither Reno nor Melissa would be embarrassed to openly discuss sex, particularly when they were frequently making each other's partners their business out of sheer curiosity.

(At least, Melissa was damn interested in Reno's exploits off-duty.)

"Even if I am good in bed - one of the best. A goddess," Melissa laughed then, unable to keep a serious face going and then sipped the wine again, "But honestly, nothing can go wrong with one of my toys. No one knows me better than I do; I will never be sad or pretending with a vibrator, but with a friend? That can happen. Having to choose between a guy's feelings or my orgasm is annoying," the brunette shrugged, regarding Reno with a pointed look next - coupled with the semi-feline way that she inched closer to the Turk, it was obvious Melissa was about to hit him back with a similar query.

"What about you? I just heard my entire life that men are simpler creatures; harder for it to go wrong," brows were furrowed for a second, almost as if she was jealous, "I wish I was a guy, sometimes. Then I could call you and my problems would be solved!" laughter followed, but not for long before Melissa remembered to add something critical to that idea, "Guess I'd need to shave my head first, though."

[bluejeansoul]

Thanks for the tag, @notreallyricky! 🙌

Four albums I’ve been listening to lately:

The Complete Benny Goodman, Volume V / 1937-1938

Sounds Of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel

Lines On The Paper - Kate Wolf

The Beatles (The White Album) - The Beatles

Honorable mentions: Looking Back At You - Kate Wolf, The Hissing Of Summer Lawns - Joni Mitchell, Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere - Neil Young, Then Play On - Fleetwood Mac, and More - Pink Floyd

Feel free to do this @strawberryvulture, @eurydike, @jazzcathaven, @candysroom, @swineroses, @faeerie, @hookedonphines, @icanbeyourriver, @knowledgeiskingg-the-ll!

[chvoswxtch]

YOU GUYS YOU GUYS YOU GUYS

ITS HERE ITS HERE ITS HERE

AHHHHHHHHH HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ANYTHING SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL IN YOUR LIFE???????

[ultrabananapudding]

Transformers Bumblebee I love youuu and I love all the talented artists who keeps on feeding me with the good content !!! RAAH 🗣️🗣️

[justkeepwalkingnothinghere]

Get ready for an eventual tsunami of Raine/Raeda content because goddamnit I had an appendectomy yesterday and I need it! Sorry not sorry!

[tvrningout-a]

The demon is just watching her, silently admiring how she looks when she's focused on drawing. He had promised to stay out of her but he can't help it. "Hey Chiyo." She's only given those words, enough to catch her attention and gaze, but that's it. He moves quickly, leaning down to place a soft kiss upon her lips. It's quick, barely lasting a couple of seconds before he breaks it. Yet he's slow to pull away, only blinking at her as he processes what he's actually just done. "Sorry. You just... You looked really pretty."

unprompted | @cursedblessed kisses chiyo!

she doesn't usually have anyone over when she's working. it's just too easy to be distracted, to procrastinate. and she'd like to say that having james beside her is different, that she's completely focused and not at all bothered by the gaze she feels upon her face. she'd like to say that she isn't embarrassingly aware of the warmth just a few inches away from her and that she hasn't thought about scooting closer. she'd like to say that she's comfortable as can be, but it just isn't true ( she thinks too much, puts too much effort into pushing the thoughts down and out of sight ).

she responds to her name much too quickly, she thinks -- or, rather, she would have thought so if not for the lips that gently press against her own. it's chaste, fleeting, but her heart jumps all the same. she stops breathing all the same. she stares up at james all the same, brow furrowed and lips slightly parted.

sorry. you just... you looked really pretty.

anxiety flares to life in chiyo's chest even as butterflies flutter inside her stomach ( or is that anxiety, too? ). she breaks eye contact, gaze falling to james' mouth and then finding a spot off the the side to focus on instead. " you could've just said so, " chiyo utters, and she wants it to sound much more casual than it does. the way she says it makes it sound like she's asking a question. why did you kiss me? what does this mean?

she should ask him plainly. she shouldn't hope james will understand what she isn't saying, but the closest chiyo can get is, " you don't normally kiss your friends to compliment them. "