#tos sabrina

[stellarhoxy]

whats cooking?

(wip) (yes the same piece as the cl i posted a bit ago)

[sapphiccgothic]

have you ever tried this one?

[aenslem]

BEFORE VS. AFTER COLORING CHALLENGE

whenever i save colorings i post them to @creationsofthedark ; however, i rarely save them lately, but i try to :D i love making vibrant and colorful gifs, if there is blue... it will be 100% bluer. love changing colors, also love\hate color correcting gifs, it's fun cos my fav part of gifmaking is coloring, but sometimes the scene is total pain in the a55 to color, but it's still fun, i love playing around with settings and finding new ways to color gifs.

thanks for tagging me @sophiadimartino <3

tagging: @tennant @comicbookvillain @itwasmagic @pedro-pascal @bladesrunner @stars-bean whoever wants to do it :3

[jump-toconclusions]

eock (emo spock)

[pineyw00dsshesquatch]

I constantly sing Espresso as

"I can't relate to being human"

Cuz to say desperation would be too much of a goddamn lie

non-practicing human being

[climb10]

Have YouTube's TOS changed? Was it an ad? Is Joel working with Sabrina Carpenter? (Are they secret twins????) Or did he just dunk a whole video into demonetization for the bit?

Was the whole thing a fever dream?

[starwarsmum]

Day 12 coming in, Shout Out to My Ex

@maribat-calendar-events

“I can't believe you don't have any good wine in your apartment, Dupain-Cheng,” Chloé huffed as they took their places at the bar. They'd been getting together every day for just over a week now and had run Marinette’s supply dry. 

“Maybe if you hadn't been coming over without bringing any with you, I would still have some,” Marinette shot back snarkily. She hated to admit it but she had been getting much more rest since she had stopped going up to the WatchTower every night but she wasn't sure if that was because of the free time or if it was the drinking she had been doing with Chloé. 

“Whatever, we're French and you should have decent wine in your residence at all times. But you said the reporter and the DJ were coming in tomorrow, right? Please tell me they're bringing something decent with them.”

“I'm not sure they're bringing any wine,” Marinette admitted, taking a long drink from the glass in front of her. She'd gone for an overpriced cocktail and was enjoying it immensely. When Chloé shot her a scandalised look she barked out a laugh. “They're coming to help me cope with everything in healthy ways. I'm not a hundred percent sure but I think they'd class this as self destructive behaviour.”

“Does this mean I can finally ask about everything?” Chloé asked after a moment's silence. Marinette shot her a questioning look and she waved a hand imperiously. “I've been giving you space or whatever to bring it up in your own time. God knows I don't have a delicate touch and I'm trying to be less of an asshole.”

“Wow, that's actually really considerate of you Chlo,” Marinette said, feeling irrational pride build in her. She checked her own feelings and found that she didn't want to scream at the thought of it all anymore. “Yeah, I guess I'm ready to talk about it, at least a little. But you have questions?”

“Obviously I have questions. Like, I know you had a thing with him when you were fifteen or whatever but I didn't realise you'd stayed friends after it all. I didn't even realise you were all still so close after school finished. Sabrina never said anything about it and I know she's in your little friend group now.”

“You're back in touch with Sabrina?” Marinette was surprised. Sabrina hadn't said a word to any of them, even though she was, as Chloé said, part of their friend group now. “I can't believe she let you back into her life.”

“Dupain-Cheng, we were almost the textbook definition of archenemies in collége and you're here in a bar with me. Don't get me wrong, I had to grovel and she still doesn't treat me as a close friend, but we're friendly again.”

“Good point. Anyway, back to your question about L-Luka.” She stumbled over his name slightly but ignored the pang that went through her. “We stayed friends the whole time, even after we stopped dating and before and during my Adrien relationship. He was amazing, why wouldn't I have wanted to stay friends with him?”

“I’ve never once wanted to stay friends with someone who broke up with me, that's all,” Chloé said softly. “But yeah, he was a good person and so are you so I guess that makes sense.”

“Ugh, he wasn't just good, he was the best. He was always supportive and kind…just the best ex I've ever had. I didn't deserve such a great friend,” she said tearily, downing the rest of her drink and requesting another one. “Not that Adrien's a bad ex, but Luka was in a whole class of his own.”

The conversation didn't move much past that, Marinette talking about her friendship with Luka, some fun times they'd shared, and a few funny things that had happened to them both. She toed the line between reminiscing about Luka and oversharing about Viperion. Chloé seemed to enjoy hearing about the various exploits and only chimed in when Marinette got teary.

Several drinks later, Marinette was losing focus on what she'd been saying and her eyes were getting heavy. The last thing she remembered was Chloé wrapping her coat around her shoulders and helping her to a cab.

_ _ _

When Marinette woke the next morning, Chloé was talking to Alya and Nino in her kitchen. She lay there, listening to the normal sounds of friends being nearby until she noticed her water bottle sitting on her bedside table, full, and a packet of painkillers.

She felt a brief sadness as she remembered all the nights spent with Luka, drinking in the night and waking up to the exact same care package. But the pain was lessened by the memory of the way he would make coffee almost exactly right too. It was a bright memory, good times that couldn't be eclipsed by the darkness that had come just then.

She stayed in the bubble for as long as she could because, for the first time in the last month, she could see a way through it all.

But eventually hunger and the need to brush her teeth pulled her out of her bed and into the rest of the apartment. She blew past the others, one of which gave her a shouted greeting as she flew by. And when she finally made it to the kitchen, a mug of coffee was waiting for her. 

A pang went through her when the coffee wasn't too sweet, because Alya knew that Marinette preferred her coffee with less sugar even though she loved sweet foods. She knew a sad look crossed her face because Nino came straight over to give her a bear hug.

“Morning, Mari,” he said as he squeezed her tight. “Chloé was just saying that you had an interesting night. But when were you going to tell us that you were back in touch with her?”

“We've only really been talking this week,” Marinette shrugged, shooting the blonde a smile that she didn't return. “I figured I'd tell you when you got here, I guess I didn't think it was that big of a deal.”

“...right,” Alya said, sharing a look with Nino that Marinette knew meant they were concerned. She also knew why they were concerned - she was going through something traumatic and she just so happens to start talking to one of the most trauma-inducing people from her childhood? 

“Whatever, now that you're awake Dupain-Cheng,” Chloé said with a hair flick, “I'm going to head on home. Call me if you get bored with these two, we'll hit another bar okay?”

She blew kisses at Marinette and swept out of the apartment without another word. It would have been annoying if Marinette hadn't spent a week getting to know her over drinks. Now she could see the vague discomfort in the way she carried herself and the insecurity in her snarkiness.

“She's really not that bad anymore,” Marinette said after she finished her coffee. Alya made a derisive noise and Nino frowned but she refused to back down. “No, come on, she was fifteen and a monster but she's grown up a lot. Even Sabrina's talking to her again and you know how careful she is about who she lets in now.”

“Okay, you know what, that's great,” Nino said when it looked like Alya was going to argue. “We’re really glad to see you're sleeping a little better.”

 

“Not by much, but I guess even a little is better than nothing. I'm really happy to see you both. Do you want to go out to get some breakfast?”

 

They both agreed and she led them out of the apartment.

[oncominggstorm]

1, 2, 6, 27, 31 & 42 for the 50 questions ask game!

1.) What are three shows in your watchlist that you’ve been meaning to get to?

I answered this one already with more detail, but I'll summarize it again here: My list is pretty short right now, all I've got is Agatha All Along (even though I'm kinda sick of marvel rn, it DOES sound interesting), Pokemon XY (for some reason 👀🤔), and Rivals (SOLEY because David Tennant is in it, I'm not excited to watch it at all, it seems boring tbh. Maybe I'll be wrong and I'll love it, who knows 🤷‍♀️)

2.) Describe your favorite pair of socks

I don't have a favorite pair of socks, I HATEEEE socks. They are a sensory nightmare for me. Not a big fan of shoes either tbh. Especially close toed shoes. I am barefoot as often as I can be lol.

6.) What do you use to keep your place when you’re reading a book?

Whatever random scrap of paper I can find closest to me lol. Envelopes and receipts are common. Tbh though I mostly read on my kindle or phone nowadays. Lighter, easier to hold, lots of books at once, and I like that I can increase the font size (......maybe I need a new glasses prescription tbh 😂)

27.) Do you have any keychains on your home or car keys? Describe them!

Yeah I've got several keychains on my keys actually! The main/biggest one is a mini squishmallow keychain. Its light purple, and I think it's supposed to be a squirrel maybe? It's wearing a flower crown. Then attached to that I also have a coin purse keychain that I use as a wallet, it's got colorful stripes. Then I also have a little piece of black tourmaline crystal on a keychain. And I have a little tiny mini urn keychain with some of my dad's ashes. And all of those are all connected together along with my house & car keys 👍

31. ) What’s the last music video you watched?

I think it was Feather by Sabrina Carpenter, cuz I saw something online saying people were mad about it being filmed in a church, and I wanted to know why. (After watching it I still don't really get why tho 🤷‍♀️ ). I honestly don't watch music videos very much, I just listen to music on spotify instead.

42.) Do you have any games on your phone? If so, which one(s) is/are your favorite?

I don't right now! I tend to go through phases where I'll play them a bunch, then get bored and delete them. Then rinse and repeat. I do play a lot of the more mindless games sometimes when I just wanna relax and zone out, like match 3 games or merge games. But those are all basically the same game over and over so I wouldn't consider them my favorites. A few that come to mind that I remember really liking are Sneaky Sasquatch (which I think is apple arcade only), Wylde Flowers, and Cozy Grove (I think that was also apple arcade?).

50.) Describe your perfect sleeping conditions

Really cold (like...however cold you're thinking, it's probably colder than that). A little bit of light (I have a lava lamp I usually leave on). A fan going for air circulation. A super soft comfy blanket. And earplugs in so it's more quiet 👍

Thanks :)

Send me a number!

[cloysterbell]

Okay well in the interest of you all are going to have to put up with whatever I'm about to watch next, what am I watching next

[fairytalelagoon]

A Lil About Me - Tag Game

I was tagged by @nemo-of-house-hamartia & @sweetjulieapples in relatively similar tag games, so I'm combining them here - thanks guys! <3

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Last song: Espresso - Sabrina Carpenter

Favorite color: Lavender and Seafoam Green are my go-tos (although, I have been vibing A LOT with Baby Pink lately, for some reason)

Last book: A manga adaptation of a novel called "Response"

Last movie: A rewatch of Barefoot in the Park (1967) (I still need to finish it)

Last tv show: Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader?

Sweet/savory/spicy: Sweet

Relationship: ...Does mentally dating fictional men count? (Fine, I'm single.)

Last thing I googled: "Dragon Age Inquisition easiest to hardest dragons"

Current obsession: 4 months later, Dragon Age has still got me by the ass

Looking forward to: Just the new year, in general, really!

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@susann-noir, @misskittygrimm, & @consistentlyaverage, I'm tagging y'all next! ^_^

[groovesnjams]

gRooVES 'n JaMs S. O. T. Y. 2024

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"Espresso" by Sabrina Carpenter

DV:

There wasn't a more quotable song all year than "Espresso" (admittedly Kendrick came close) and the last time a song so thoroughly rewrote my thought patterns was 2022 and "American Teenager." By comparison this is a trifle! And yet I found "I'm working late/ Cause I'm a ___" and the title hook to be endlessly useful templates. I'm not sure if Carpenter was going for something so meme-friendly on this, the umpteenth attempt to jumpstart her music career, but if so I do actually have to hand it to "Espresso" for being the first song to pull it off in a way I didn't find insufferable. That it does this in spite of production you and I and everyone else have heard thousands of times in the past five years since "Say So" is a testament to Carpenter's consistency in ways both bad - she was all over trop-pop not too long after that trend peaked - and good - even back then, she had an eye for a memorable turn of phrase. "Espresso" is so catchy and precision-engineered that it could have coasted to some sort of success on charisma alone, but its lyric is just strange enough, precise and bizarre, that it doesn't need to.

MG:

I both hate this song and find it charmingly irresistible. Stop working late, stop glamorizing overwork, stop thinking that providing more labor will somehow advance your life, stop promoting capitalism. On the other hand, the sheer volume of caffeine puns is ludicrous and hilarious. Sabrina Carpenter (obviously, I think) treads the same line Katy Perry toed at the height of her popularity -- our taste in humor changes often; you're funny for five years and then you're woefully cringe. And yet, every time I see a plastic bag floating in the wind I think of feeling like a plastic bag drifting through the wind. And such is the same of "Espresso," when I feel that uncomfortably charged sensation like my battery is not just full but explosive: that's that me, espresso!

[inafieldofdaisies]

“just hold me.” for the prompts? 🥺🥺

Prompt from this post.

John wiped away at the steam that had gathered over the bathroom mirror, taking a deep breath as he stared at his reflection. "So what if she out there. You have everything under control.", he mumbled quietly, hands gripping the edges of the sink. He was yet to pop out of the bathroom to grab a change of clothes, something that had escaped his mind in his rush to put distance between him and Sabrina. A very irrational worry, really, considering she was fast asleep. Reminding himself of that fact, he carefully cracked the door open, the light spilling out into the bedroom barely illuminating the bed and the outline of a body beneath the sheets. It took an embarrassing amoung of willpower to tear his gaze away from her, focusing on the task at hand as he rummaged through his drawers in the dark, one hand holding onto the towel wrapped around his waist. In his refusal to turn on any of the lights, he relied completely on touch, feeling each piece of clothing until he got to his favorite pair of sleep pants. With the garment clutched in his hand, he tip-toed back into the bathroom, dropping the towel on the floor as he put the bottoms on. John was well aware that he was simply buying time, avoiding the inevitable after he had acted brazenly and crossed a line, brought her to his bedroom, left her to sleep in his bed.

"She asked me to.", he whispered as he hung the wet towel on the drying rack, cursing the part of him that had suggested it in the first place. His fingers wrapped around the door handle while he imagined the alternative - stirring her awake so she can- Do what? Leave because you're afraid you won't handle her sleeping in your bed?

No. He was going to face the challenge head-on, prove to himself he was strong, stronger than temptation, stronger than the parts of him that wanted her more and more each day she spent at the ranch. Seconds later, he was on the other side of the door, no light to guide him over to the bed this time around aside from the moonlight and his memory. Whatever estimation he had of the distance between the bathroom doorway and his bed turned out to be a bit off, and he bit back a yelp when his toes met the wooden footboard, cringing at every little creak of the floorboards that sounded louder in the silence as he rounded it. Sabrina had shifted to the side of the matress that faced the balcony, the light coming through its windows teasing her form as she lay facing him, looking completely at home with her face nestled into his spare pillow. Any plans he entertained about kicking her out of his bed vanished at the sight, at how right it felt to have her there.

"I'm strong, Joseph.", he breathed out before lifting the sheets and crawling beneath them, the transfer of his weight doing nothing to wake her up. John settled onto his side, too, sticking one hand beneath his own pillow and putting as much space as he could between him and Sabrina without rolling off the matress and onto the floor. He could imagine her laughing at his hesitation, how she would tease him about the way he was acting had she been conscious. Minutes ticked away where he willed himself to sleep, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness and barely making out her features, the hand that wasn't trapped under his head itching to reach out and brush away the strands of hair that had fallen across her face. Then he heard it, amids his own quiet breathing and the rain pattering outside, a small whimper, followed by her shifting in bed, her fingers gripping the ends of her pillow. What alarmed him more was the indistinguishable low mumbling that he could only describe as panicked, more than he had ever seen her be, even when she was in his Reconciliation room.

"Don't.", it was the first thing he could make out as word, and before he could stop himself, he was shuffling across to Sabrina, arms reaching out and pulling her into his embrace, ignoring the idea he was yet again crossing a boundary. His hand stroked her back while her heart raced so fast he could physically feel it resonating through his own chest. "Deputy.", John called out quietly, pushing down a wave of dread. He had witnessed so many people in distress and pure agony in his chair, yet the alarmed feeling he was experiencing at that moment was something he had never dealt with before. "Deputy.", he tried again when she pushed at his chest, palm making contact with his bare skin, the same way she had touched him nights before in his kitchen, only this time it was like she was trying to get away from whatever she was seeing in her sleep and he was unintentionally embodying it. "Sabrina.", her name was a plea as he shook her shoulder gently, having absolutely no experience at dealing with other people's nightmares or any idea what he was supposed to do, why he even cared. A tiny gasp left her lips before her hand that had formed a fist over his peck unfolded and spread across it. "John?", her voice sounded small, confusion seeping into it and making him resume his reassuring stokes over her back. "I'm here.", he retorted queitly, "You had a bad dream." "You're in my space, again.", the words made his hand freeze as her breath ghosted over his neck, reminding him of how close they actually were. "I… I didn't know what to do." Despite her observation, Sabrina made no move to pull away, craning her head back so she could meet his eyes, her silence as she regarded him putting him on edge while he battled his own urges at the way their bodies touched. "I will go back to my side, Deputy." "Don't.", the word this time around had quite the opposite effect on him. "What?", he mumbled in disbelief, telling himself he was hearing things, that surely his mind was playing tricks on him to make him stumble. "Just hold me." Sabrina rested her cheek against his chest after uttering that out, her own hand straying until it stopped at his waist, the heat emitted from it traveling across his skin.

The man he was before she ever came to Hope County would have pushed her away, blamed her for attempting to tempt him, instead he ignored the quips about what Joseph would think of his actions as he settled into the pillow she had claimed as hers, breathing in her scent. All he could think about in that moment was the fact she needed him, that she wasn't reeling back at their nearness. "We're not crossing any lines.", John argued over and over the faint voices that spoke of sin and abandoning his path as he fell asleep with her in his arms.

[creepling]

tagged by @flaybynight to list six songs i've had on repeat

on my "she should be at the club" bs so some is kinda random and straying from my usual go-tos lmaoo

i'll tag @spicy-pear-main @afterthelaughters @the-anxious-youth @ripstall and anyone else who wanna do it<33

[eddysocs]

Introducing: Adrienne Castor

Fandom: Sabrina The Teenage Witch

Face Claim: Alyson Hannigan

Full Name: Adrienne Victoria Castor

Nickname/Alias/Pet Names: Drea

Age: 20

Myers Briggs Type: ENFP

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Love Interests: Hilda Spellman, Zelda Spellman

Occupation: College Student, Practicing Witch

Collections: Crystal Necklaces

Style/Clothing: Tops with long and billowy sleeves and cute, mid length skirts are Adrienne's go tos. She also adores wearing outfits from or inspired by different eras from time to time.

Signature Quote: "What? Salem got your tongue?"

Plot Summary: As a young child, Adrienne's family was banished from the other realm to live in the mortal one. She was never to know she was a witch, but that didn’t stop her from discovering her powers on her own. When Adrienne refused to forget about her magic, her family disowned her and that’s when she moved to Westbridge where she now attends the local John Adams College and meets several other witches that she forms a strong bond with.

Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @baubeautyandthegeek, @foxesandmagic, @carmens-garden, @fawera, @themaradaniels, @that-demigirl, @iloveocs, @bossyladies, @b1rvt4, @getawaycardotmp3, @misshiraethsworld, @kmc1989

[thegreatimpersonator]

Believe or not, the chokehold was so intense I never saw that she used to LOVE do with others what she didn’t want anybody doing to her (for years!)

1- She does not hold back to show how the hate she got in 2016 was traumatic ( I stood by her side) but then she just sits and tolerates or even loves to see her fans sending MASSIVE hate to every person that may have done her wrong.

And a lot of times so unfairly? Like the black actress from Ginny and Georgia who can’t choose her lines, she just read a script, yet she was banished with racism. Also SZA :/ she had to see so many racist tweets and she has never done anything bad to Taylor, that was sad

Like, if she knows how bad for your mental health that is why just tolerate doing the same to somebody else? People who are innocent!

2- Unfortunately, this time I made part of the mistake and only now I can see how wrong it is and I’m talking about sending hate to her exes. I was so brainwashed that I genuinely thought i was doing something right. But now that I’m not a teenager anymore, I can see relationships many times are not so black and white and that has to have limits on the calling out. I never said nothing really bad like go off yourself NEVER never never, but I used to call out these guys frequently to the point of annoyance! I’m so sorry!

And what made me realize that was what happened to Joshua (after Olivia and Sabrina’s albums) like…. They’re human beings. Send massive hate is not ok!!! Even if you’re doing it to protect your idol, it needs to be a humanized call out.

3- She fought so hard to own her masters but she stayed radio silence to defend Britney? That wasn’t about artists rights, it was about human rights!!! Her silence at that time, really left a bad taste on my mouth. She got so sad when a lot of artists didn’t support her fighting for her masters but she thought it was ok to do the same with a HUMAN being autonomy??

I used to think she was doing it on secret but nope, just not doing it all. Thank God Miley spoke about it :/

4- She loves to talk about feminism but she never actually supported any women, not a single one. Only after 20 years of career she collaborated with a black woman (and she’s light skin af), the fact that she didn’t let women speak on her collaborations was a common “joke” between us (and this was after we begged her to even let a women get close to her in a song) She constantly only works with men, men and men! The few women she worked with behind the scenes, (co-writing/sound engineering) she always kinda dimmed their spotlight and never spoke about it a lot. And it was only two. But Jack and Aaron are “soulmates” of collaborations as she herself said and they take a lot of credit. Yet her most acclaimed song was co-written by a woman, yes All Too Well! Selena has been a friend for yeaaaaars and not collab, but Ed Sheeran has 37268 collaborations. And Selena is insanely big, would be a HUGE promotion. She has so much internalized misogyny, it breaks my heart

And there are so MANY more points but I’m going to stop bc it’s already a lot to read but yeah :c Taylor had always been actually open about her colors, we just didn’t want to see it

she's done a lot of things in the past that really toed the line and i think this is the first time she really overshot with what she thought she could get away with

[sarahsangelicdoll]

this is quite literally me, my go tos are; Elita, Lana Del Rey, Ayesha Erotica and Sabrina Carpenter 😭