#this made me giggle lol

[naniskys]

Gemini watching high school frenemy at 1am a couple days ago, he's just like me fr

[greghatecrimes]

Something something imagine House's leg aches when there's a storm coming -> he makes the joke "it's like I have ESPN or something. My boobs can tell when it's going to rain. When it's already raining" WAY too often

[reverieaudios]

omg Altair you can’t just tell people you starred in gay porn/ref

[nightcolorz]

Did your username used to have “the” in front of it? I swear to god I’m having a bearenstein/bearenstain moment here

my tumblr username has never had a the!

U might be mistaking it with my a03 user name

But no, my username has always been nightcolorz. The weird memory probably comes from how I’m The nightcolors on some other platforms

also I use The nightcolorz as a tag when I’m posting about myself lmao

[artromantic]

hell yeah it is brother, I’m gonna be so rich with boops

[watsonthewall]

So I've been getting a lot of love today and with the holidays coming, I wanted to give a little something back and share a fun warrior nun inspired design I made. Check it out in my store. Enjoy!

[bookinit02]

thank you for helping keep the destielputinelection on my dash despite it being stranger things eve <3 mwah

anytime🫡 mwah!

[plasticbabyart]

Spyro and dark spyro

eminem = wise elf king

slim shady = dark elf form after succumbing to corruption

[dreamdripdistance]

smiles :) grins :)

[im-no-jedi]

I HAVE MADE AN IMPORTANT DISCOVERY

Hunter types with only his pointer fingers, he is truly the stereotypical technologically illiterate parent 😭😂

bonus pic of the fingey:

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[peacockrulz]

An Well Made Excuse To Post My Specific Headcanons I've Had Since The Show Came Out

[vynnyal]

I've been having a delightful time stumbling over my emojis being used in random servers, so here's more

[pidgeonlaguz]

okay okay so for everyone tagging "Annette Fantine Dominic" on THIS post you're so goddamn right!!! here's a transparent Annie for all your bonking needs

I wasn't sure what to have her thwacking so a few options after the cut:

[krysmcscience]

The Lamb is malicious in a funny way and the Goat is funny in a malicious way. No, I will not elaborate.

Anyway, everyone give thanks to the Lamb for interrupting what was sure to be a very boring and patronizing PSA from their grouchy cat hubby. Truly, they are doing God's work. Granted, the Lamb canonically is God now, so, uh. Mostly they're just doing their own work.

Speaking of their grouchy cat hubby, yes this is absolutely still Narilamb, Narinder is 100% into his goofy-ass spouse always no matter what and we all know it, he just wasn't expecting his brand new adopted kid to share the same single goofy-ass brain cell as the Lamb. :)

[sunsburns]

[ nsfw 17+ ]

i’ve been thinking about frat boy!luke who tries to throw the biggest party the world has ever seen at least once a month. he's one of those guys who is actually convinced he can throw a party exactly like project x. but maybe even better (his words i swearr).

he’d even be corny enough to print out a bunch of invites and just throw them around the school so whoever’s interested can just show up.

and that's where you met him, at his biggest party yet. the party was already at full swing when you got there; music blaring through the speakers, colourful lights glowing from the open windows. students and crashers alike jumping to the music and holding red cups in their hands.

and then you catch his eye. he’s standing near the backyard, just walking back into the house to get more drinks when he spots you.

and yeah, you’ve had a class or two with him before, he might have asked you for a pencil once. you doubt he remembers you though.

but then one look turned into three, and the lingering stares from across the room, and knowing smiles, and nudges from friends continue.

you eventually bump into him on the dance floor, both tipsy. a drunk smile crosses your face as you wordlessly start to dance together.

what starts off innocent quickly turns into something more, your hands brush his arms, his hands find themselves comfortable on your sides, and they start to crawl to your waist, then your hips, and if you were a little braver, you might’ve grabbed his collar and kissed him then.

but instead, luke took your hand in his, and he leaned closer, close enough for him to ask you if you wanted to go somewhere a little more private. somewhere quieter, he said, so you could talk.

and you would’ve loved to talk to him, to get to know who the real luke castellan was, his interests, what he studies, where he’s from. but all those questions start to blur the moment you find yourself climbing up the stairs, turning corners and giggling behind him when he walks in on a couple fucking in the bathroom.

you barely remember what you want to ask him when he pushes you against a wall at the end of the hallway, music a little muffled, breaths a lot louder. and now you’re gasping into his mouth, your teeth crashing against his because there’s no coordination in your movements. one hand at the back of your neck to hold you while his tongue slips into your mouth.

and you’re both touching each other, hands wandering over clothes, fingers twitching to touch the warmth of skin, squeezing whatever there was to squeeze frantically.

your head spinning as his other hand pulls your leg up, up and up until you can wrap it around his hips, and he presses his crotch against yours. he tastes like cheap liquor and bad mistakes, and you try to ignore the way your stomach twists whenever he says your name (or at least something that sounds like it, maybe off by a syllable or two).

you bite his lower lip, tugging on it with your teeth and you let go to stare at him for just a second. he's a lot prettier up close. his big pouty lips, the scruff hair on his face. the way he smirks at you before pulling his cap off and placing it over your hair. “fit’s like a charm.”

you roll your eyes, “shut up.”

his hands find themselves under your shirt, cupping your boob and squeezing them gently as he sucks a bruise to your neck. you decide to take a leap and reach for his crotch, glancing down the hallway to make sure you’re away from peering eyes before you unbuckle his belt and grope him over his boxers.

it's all wreckless, and messy, where he tries to undo the buttons of your shorts but his fingers are trembling from you touching him. and while you’re not actually sure of what you’re doing, you love the noises luke is making, so you keep going.

he’s huffing into your neck, your ear, then back into your mouth, little whines that urge you to move faster, his black cap nearly slipping off your head.

“fuck- wait wait,” he sputters, pulling away from you.

you need to suck in a deep breath to clear your head. “what-?”

“you're in my calc class, right?”

“seriously?”