#tbt💞

[drinkitfrommymouthsuou]

Avocados milord?? Is there anything you don’t like?

꧁⁕༻♕༺⁕꧂ Tamaki eyed the grey faced intruder; judging by their language he knew exactly who they were. So he liked avocados and recently had a slight obsession over the green mushy food. It wasn't that big of a deal.

Fine. He would play along with the anonymity.

"I like a great many things but—I hate chrysanthemum." Tamaki visibly shook and wrinkled his nose out of disgust. —Yuck!

[jade-green-butterfly]

Okay, ever since I saw this Broppy moment in TBT, I just HAD to redraw it - Coossy style!🧁🦋 I've been wanting to for a while. It's one of my fave Broppy scenes, and it felt very fitting for Cooper and I~😊Words cannot express how much I truly, madly, deeply love my precious Prince of Funk, my special boi and lovable goofball...~💗😌Just like Broppy here~💙🙌🏼🩷 I could see Coopy in Poppy's pose and me and in Branch's pose, and I am dead chuffed with how it all turned out - especially with the expressions being totally spot-on!🤩Woo-hoo!!✨✊🏻

Hope you all like too, folks!🤗I really had fun recapturing this scene, with a dash of Coossy cuteness~💕✌🏻😚

Not only that, but it's also to celebrate the 3rd anniversary of Coossy becoming officially💯% canon~❣❣💖✨💜💗💚✨💖As seen in this post here I made in 2022~💓😍💓

I still can’t believe it’s been three years already since this happened, and I still feel like the luckiest gal alive to have the sweetest and most lovable troll ever by my side~!🥰💘💗💘🥰 As always, thank-you ever so much in a million to all you awesome peeps out there for greatly and wonderfully supporting my ultimate OTP!!💝🥹💝Always deeply appreciated so~!💞🫂💞xoxo.

Love you so forever & always, my sweet jellybean and Cupcake King of my heart~💗😘🫶🏻✨🌈💗

❣❣~🧁💜COOPER💗JUSSY💚🦋FOREVERMORE~❣❣ *~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper, Poppy & Branch (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation

Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly (c) @jade-green-butterfly​​ (Me~!)

[drinkitfrommymouthsuou]

꧁⁕༻♕༺⁕꧂ “Nonsense, my princess.  You are not intruding, it is quite the opposite, actually. We—I mean, I—welcome you with open arms.” With a genuine smile, Tamaki’s hand gently dropped from the girl’s chin, and he reached for her hand.  “Right this way—,” He said as he began to lead the way.

Like a man deprived of sustenance, Tamaki all but ate up the girl’s nervous energy.  There was something utterly intoxicating about her reaction, and Tamaki found her to be incredibly endearing.  The blond held her hand gently in his while he guided her further into the music room, until finally they came upon a spacious couch. 

The couch sat center stage—the perfect place for Tamaki, and his honored guest, to be the center of attention.  However, as open as this spot was to the rest of the host room, Tamaki would endeavor to make her feel as though they had the place to themselves.

He guided her to the couch and sat down beside her—perfect timing, too, as the twins had followed through with their orders.  A tray full of delectable treats was set in front of the host king, and his guest. Soon to follow was a pair of elegant teacups, complete with a hot pot of tea. 

“You must be hungry, my princess,” Tamaki murmured as he reached out with slender fingers and captured a strand of the girl’s beautiful red hair.  It looked as though he had captured fire with his bare hands; he threaded the strand between his fingers. 

“Please, don’t hesitate if you find you cannot resist the urge to indulge in what we have to offer here at the club.”  He whispered and brought the soft strand of red hair to his lips while he peered into eyes; he found he could get lost in their beautiful pools of refreshing blue.

“I have to ask,” He crossed his long legs to get more comfortable on the couch. “You said that you are lost—,” For once his expression turned serious as he watched her closely.  “Is there something wrong with your schedule?”

@a-girl-named-angel

And just like that, her heart began a-fluttering once more. The moment she felt his fingers touch her chin with the gentlest of grips, her eyes shot open, only to be greeted with a gaze she could only dream up of. Was he some sort of siren calling (or whispering) her away from her task? Because she feared it was working.

With a heavy gulp as she felt herself grasping for any sort of proper word to reply with, she could only give but a small nod. Having fallen almost completely under his spell.

“I-I, wouldn’t w-want t-to intrude…” she timidly trailed off. “I-I just want t-to be able to f-find my choir c-class for tomorrow.” Her head began to spin again. The flurry of emotions rushing through her like a speed train, the charming demeanor of this stranger, all this attention being brought towards her. It was all just so much in such a short amount of time. She felt her legs begin to wobble a bit as though she were about to collapse in his arms then and there. But she couldn’t do that, that would be rude, right? And no doubt there would be teasing at her expense the next day that would only make it worse if she did.

So slowly but surely she managed to follow his lead as he took her further into the mislabeled music room. Uncertain of what would become of her but hopeful that things would fall into place despite this mishap.

[natlacentral]

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Our incredible ATLA cast got a rockstar welcome at Netflix’s Tudum event in Brazil! And we’re thrilled that tomorrow fans will get even more to get excited about! Our hearts are in Brazil this weekend and we couldn’t be more proud! (Tune in the all the action on YouTube June 17, link on our story!). 

NB: a tbt from just over a year ago 💞

[fightwing]

dick used his grip on the archer's shoulder to hit him lightly on the effortlessly tailored lapel. dick got that bruce was the kind of authority that incited roy's rebellious nature; but dick, in and out of a cape, was his guardian's PARTNER. always playing defense. " then feel bad for me, who will probably never hear the end of this. " but that's more self-inflicted than anything. getting bruce to actively chit chat about ANYTHING was infinitely easier than any number of torture techniques but dick was nothing if not persistent. and a good listener. but ultimately, by the time the spin takes the aforementioned guardians from his view, they just as easily leave his mind. something inside of dick doesn't let his gaze tear away. even when he's caught --- so plainly, so obviously staring. even when his chest does that weird little somersault. instead he meets the archer's emerald stare --- little flickers and rings of hazel and jade emphasized only by the way the chandelier seems to make them sparkle. head tilted from his previous hold by his shoulder, dick briefly wonders why the titans never had events like this. not exactly like this but . . . intimate. the shuttering cameras bring him back down to earth a bit mere seconds after the idea crossed his mind. thoughts of wally requesting 'crazy frog' to a string quartet or garth going on his 'sparkling water' tangent at the bar remind him their's is a very different definition of fun. dick's was too, he remembers. roy's confident words negate the red undercutting the freckles on his face, and dick raises an amused eyebrow at the sentiment. if roy harper was anything, ANYTHING in this world that had to be trimmed down to one word: UNEXPECTED would surely be the game-winning answer. eyes having strayed to find purchase elsewhere --- he only now notices that not only were the cameras facing them, but rather TRAINED on them, following like it was motion-captured. dick hates it, a little bit, but ignores it with all the grace he'd had to learn from so-called 'high society'. the Diné Bizaad snapping his mental train of thought right back on track. his eyes fall back to the archer when he says " and i also know you don't like taking orders. " his teasing smirk frames the words, allowing the slip --- however guarded by limited knowledge from this crowd of a name he only responds to in a domino, for the comfort it brought. of a joke he would otherwise in present company. of his rather limited membership into a club titled 'people whose leadership speedy sometimes respects. ' the redirect makes dick want to challenge it. makes him want to shake his shoulders and say 'i'm complimenting you. this is a compliment' but even then he knows roy's next quip will be something about etiquette he has no real care for. instead, dick allows his gaze, once again to descend upon the vultures. he even catches some of their rather direct eyes --- anticipatory, like they're waiting for dick to just go ahead and give them a front page story or perhaps praise at their infringing on a previously cherished moment. and for someone raised in the limelight, warmed by the glow of applause, he hates the show. and for as much as this rescue was appreciated (read: VERY), he realizes it might be time to return the favor. " yeah, i noticed. " dick does a quick look to find bruce --- easily (always) locating him in a crowd. his back is turned and ultimately unable to admonish his rather timely exit if he wasn't able to SEE it. dick realizes this is the moment they'd been waiting for: THE ESCAPE. leaving together would bring every camera down on their footsteps, so dick painstakingly realizes for this next part to work, they're going to have to eventually separate. " i can get my hands on the next round of appetizers if you can get drinks? meet you at the west hall in five minutes?"

the sounds of camera shutters fluttering like a many-winged beast from their periphery doesn't phase him, not as much as when Dick leans in close to hide his sudden laughter behind the back of the palm he has clasped on his shoulder. something inside him flutters faintly to have him so close, a fleeting effect disrupted by the subsequent grimace his mentor's antics being brought up provokes. Roy takes an upcoming spin as opportunity to scan the room for Ollie, eyes pinpointing him from across the room, a wolfish grin plastered on his bearded face as he flashes him a brief thumbs up. before he turns again, he catches the edge of Bruce Wayne's imperial gaze measuring him up and glares at him defiantly in return. ‵ yeah, it looks like he's being annoying. i'd feel bad if it were anyone else caught up in it, but .... ʹ he trails off and it's not hard to imagine ' Bruce Wayne deserves it ' filling the blank space his pause leaves.

it's in the course of one of their many rhythmic turns that he finally notices the cause for the room's current fervor of hurried whispers and disorienting flashing lights was them. he meets a few too many giddy gazes fawning over them the more he inspects their surroundings, and coupled with his mentor's own strange delight, Roy is left feeling too akin to a popular zoo animal on a busy day. just as he seeks Dick out again, emerald gaze confounded and a question about whether this was typical Gothamite behavior or if everyone in this damned city was just a freak on the hilt of his tongue, he comes upon the tail-end of the acrobat's appreciative eyes lingering off the edge of his jawline. it throws him off of whatever he was going to say, the charm of his subsequent comment tying up his words so that they couldn't fall as he wanted them to.

of course, he takes it to be more teasing than actual flattery, and yet that line of thought doesn't stop his cheeks from reddening and his head from tilting away with flustered embarrassment. ‵ what can i say ? i'm a man of many surprises ... ʹ he feigns his bravado of arrogance despite the brightening of the skin beneath the freckles dusting his cheeks and nose. ‵ as you may well know, téél halchíʼí, learning how t'waltz is standard routine when you're a rich dude's youthful ward. ʹ he looks back at Dick to scrutinize him with his own appraisal, eyes softening to the dark beauty he already wielded masterfully for his age. what a sight they must be, he thinks; he almost doesn't blame all the attention from the professional journalists with their giant cameras to the wannabe influencers whipping out their latest-model phones to capture them, except for the fact he couldn't reconcile with the notion that there were actually normal people existing in this city and that it wasn't just filled with weirdos and creeps. ‵ anyway, you've noticed they've been photographing and recording us this whole time, right ? what gives ? ʹ

[drinkitfrommymouthsuou]

Soldan sneakily kisses Tamaki on the cheek, before walking off like she didn't do anything. Which is a lie, she did.

꧁⁕༻♕༺⁕꧂ His focus was not on his surroundings as he poured over his books and study material. His pen scratched against the paper as he took his notes. Ever so often blue eyes would lift to scan the textbook in front of them. Lost in thought, as it were, Tamaki didn't notice Soldan sneakily make her way over to him. Imagine then, his shock when he felt soft lips on his cheek.

Tamaki lifted his head just in time to see Soldan walk away. Setting his pencil down, he lifts his hand to cover his cheek; a blush warming his cheeks. A smile softened the prince's features and he felt what only could be described as relief. He vowed to return the favor to that beautiful girl.

[conniejoworld]

Kamala! #tbt

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[99naive]

—̳͟͞♡   .   .   .               𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙴𝚂   𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝙷𝙰𝙳   𝚄𝙽𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙻𝚈   𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙴𝙳   𝚂𝚄𝚉𝙸𝙴   𝙵𝙾𝚁   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙼𝙰𝙹𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈   𝙾𝙵   𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝚄𝚂   𝙵𝙰𝚁   ;   no   matter   how   hard   she   might   try   to   put   on   a   𝑠͟𝑢͟𝑛͟𝑠͟𝘩͟𝑖͟𝑛͟𝑒͟-𝑦͟   ,   𝑎͟𝑙͟𝑤͟𝑎͟𝑦͟𝑠͟   𝘩͟𝑎͟𝑝͟𝑝͟𝑦͟   𝑑͟𝑒͟𝑚͟𝑒͟𝑎͟𝑛͟𝑜͟𝑟   to   those   around   her   in   the   public   or   during   they   day   ,   there   wasn't   anything   the   young   siren   could   do   to   hide   the   horrors   that   terrorized   her   in   the   night   when   she   was   at   her   most   vulnerable   .   flashes   of   her   past   ,   the   horrors   of   growing   up   in   that   dingy   ,   tiny   apartment   with   that―   that   𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗   that   called   itself   a   man   ,   her   𝑭𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹    ,   chasing   her   through   her   own   home   ,   the   crimes   &   atrocities   he   committed   against   her   mother   that   she   had   bore   witness   to   burned   into   her   subconscious   now   so   deeply   that   it   plays   through   her   mind   like   a   reel   of   film   tape   on   loop   that   she   can   never   seem   to   shut   off   on   her   own   .   her   struggles   within   her   nightmare   must've   translated   into   the   violent   thrashing   &   whimpers   of   fear   that   woke   wednesday   ,   the   feeling   of   the   other   girls   hands   on   her   shoulders   shaking   her   thankfully   being   enough   to   prompt   the   pink   haired   girl   to   jerk   awake   ;   a   sharp   gasp   accompanying   the   look   of   sheer   terror   that   flickers   in   sleep   filled   orbs   as   she   attempts   to   catch   her   breath   &   figure   out   what   is   going   on   .   gaze   falls   on   the   ravenette   sitting   on   her   bedside   after   a   few   moments   pass   ,   a   soft   frown   finding   home   across   her   pink   lips   . 

❝    i-i'm   so   sorry   ,   wednesday   [   .   .   .   ]    i   d-didn't   mean   to   wake   you   like   that   .   ❞

petite  frame  darts  upward,  though  her  hands  stay  crossed  over  her  chest.  woeful  gaze  drifts  to  the  window,  where  she  notices  the  sky  shifting  hues  —  dawn  was  near.  yet,  that  was  not  what  had  stirred  the  dead.  wednesday  rises  from  the  bed,  moving  toward  @97naive,  who  seemed  haunted  by  something  dark.  she  stood  over  suzie  for  nearly  two  minutes  before  her  hand  reached  out  to  gently  tap  the  other’s  forearm.  ❝  suzie.  suzie.  ❞  she  repeated  softly,  not  particularly  adept  at  waking  others  from  night  terrors.  usually,  she  was  the  one  inducing  them.  ❝  wake.  up.  ❞  her  voice  grew  both  sharper  and  rougher,  as  the  addams  took  a  more  drastic  approach  :  by  shaking  suzie,  hoping  to  rouse  her.

[sapphire-writes]

For the thoughts on fics game: I will never be able to read an Aemond fic of yours and not think about you sitting there moaning his name to see how it sounds lmao

But also the soul crushing angst - I'm still not recovered from morning after the hot tub in OLS!!!

ANGE PLEASE 😭😭😭 don’t expose me like this!!! 😂 lmao it is true you gotta do what you gotta do!! (I’ve not only moaned his name for science of course but also put myself in different positions I’ve written about 😭)

omg tbt I remember the displeasure this caused 😭 also unrelated but I remember you reading the part with the gala and simply messaging “well I don’t like this Hugh character at all” 😭 LMFAO

thank you queen ily 😭💞

[indrabalakhanna]

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[audiovisualacademictrips]

Mensaje para matrimonios 💞 #fyp #frases #tbt #biblia #parati #consejos #...

[drinkitfrommymouthsuou]

꧁⁕༻♕༺⁕꧂ A sudden chill ran down Tamaki’s spine when he she turned to look at him.  He could have sworn that she was looking right through him.  Tamaki blushed and laughed nervously; he was sure she didn’t mean to scare him; she wasn’t doing it on purpose.

Blue eyes widened when he spied the teddy bear in her arms.  She hugged the stuffed animal close and soon his initial fear melted away. 

“Percival…?” For a moment, Tamaki was confused. He looked around to see if he could find this ‘Percival’.  However, Tamaki discovered that this delicate looking girl was speaking through the teddy bear that she held in her arms. After she explained her situation, a faraway look grew in his blue eyes when he thought about this girl, being out here all by herself.

Tamaki got down on one knee in front of her and Antonitte took this moment to say hello; she bumped up against Tamaki’s side and wagged her tail.  “Heh, Annie, behave,” He chittered and looked up at the girl.  He ran nimble fingers through the golden retriever’s soft fur.

“Of course, you may—ah—I mean, of course he may.  Antoinette is very friendly. By the way, my name is Tamaki Suou.” He introduced himself and held his hand out to the girl, inviting her to pet Antoinette.  “Does Percival know your name, princess?”

@story-magic

🧸 Kagome heard the voice and stood up, her height was one inch taller than Honey's height. Her appearance was like a porcelain doll. Her eyes were looking through his soul. Kagome held her teddy bear close to her body.

🧸 "Percival says that his parents are gone, and it's just him and his grandmother" her voice was soft and gentle. Kagome speaks through her teddy bear. Her eyes saw the dog "May he pet your dog?"

[meahmadsaeed]

¡TE AMO, MAMÁ! 💞 #MothersDay #TBT

[baekhyunsbestie]

It’s raining today. Hope you treat yourself a warm cup of coffee or matcha or tea today <3 I’m going to read TBT later.

#sjgirlie

hi baby!!!! omg i just came back from clover bakery and i thought about you hehe <3 how did you like them btw? im definitely going to get some coffee in a bit. im so sleepy!! its soooooo cold i hate it 😭 stay warm n dry 💓💓💗💗💞💞💓💓💞💞💖💖💖💗💗

aaahhhh, i hope you like tbt <3 :') lmk what u think!!!!!

[ssincielo]

hi sweet bby angels. i posted this on my multi + as a status on discord, but i started my ADHD meds yesterday & my body is not adjusting with the side effects well. i want to do what i can when i can in terms of writing, but i ask that u please be very patient with me, i’m not abandoning this blog again 🥺 right now i am more receptive to talking shit & dynamic building in the DMs, so even if we haven’t written in a while, come join me there!! it’s fun!

[drinkitfrommymouthsuou]

( @aquaticsoul ) ->

Weird, but not Wonderland. That's all he's managed to figure out after getting away from all those damnable trees outside.

But now he's... here, in some building with a bunch of humans.

Well, he supposes his day can't get much more strange. First things first, he needs to locate a source of water and sugar in case he's stuck here a while.

That's probably going to require talking to the humans, or at least one of them. And he refuses to do it in any way other than what his sister used to refer to as "the Sielu way"... especially since he's armed with a deck of cards.

"Excuse me, young man," he calls, having to clear his throat several times after projecting. It'll heal with time. He just needs time. "Do you by chance have something to write with? I'd appreciate it greatly if you'd sign any one of these playing cards however you'd like... perhaps your name, but really anything would do," he explains, shuffling the deck with a flourish before he fans it out for the boy.

꧁⁕༻♕༺⁕꧂ Bells from the giant clock tower pealed at the stroke of three, signaling the end of the school day.  Though classes had ended for the day, students would remain on campus for another three hours.  During these three hours students will meet and participate in student organized clubs. 

Students hurried through the halls of Ouran Academy, eager to hang out with their friends, now that the academic day was over.   The host king was no different as he hurriedly made his way out of the classroom; school issued satchel tucked under his arm.  Despite his hurried efforts, Tamaki still moved with a level of poise and grace befitting a young man of his impeccable breeding and station.  This air of elegance did not go unnoticed by a few students who bid him farewell, or the few girls who tried to stop him for a quick conversation.  Maybe another time, Tamaki would stay and give the girls an impromptu treat; pretty words laced with rose petals. 

Unfortunately, the blond felt a particular sense of eagerness to rush off to the third music room—to his haven—to the host club.  They were eagerly planning a new theme and Tamaki wanted to be sure to put in his own two cents before the twins hijacked the plans.  He was just about to ascend the large staircase when, from behind him, he heard a voice.   

"Excuse me, young man,"

The voice called out to the Suou boy, and Tamaki paused at the sound of it.  Blond hair swayed as he turned to face the owner of such a voice, and when Tamaki turned, he could hardly believe his eyes.  A smartly dressed man approached him; Tamaki noted the bright eyes that peered at him and the striking turquoise hair that was pulled back into a ponytail.  What was most noteworthy was the crown of horns atop the man’s head.  Tamaki remembered seeing horns just like that somewhere else, too.  But where?

Tamaki barely had time to process his thoughts before the man expertly shuffled the cards. Blue eyes widened in amazement when Tamaki saw the cards appear in the man’s hands—as if by magic.  A magician? Tamaki thought to himself. 

“I—I think—I have a pen, somewhere,” His hands patted around the top of his blazer and down to his side pockets, but he came up empty handed.  No sign of a pen. “Oh! —hold on.” Eagerly, Tamaki opened his satchel and quickly pulled out the object of his desires: a pen.  

“You know—there are easier ways to ask for my autograph.” Tamaki teased but really, he was too eager to write his name, with a flourish, upon one of the cards.  Tamaki Suou. The name punctuated with a heart at the end.  “Heh, there,” he laughed as curiosity ate away at Tamaki.  By now, he had completely forgotten the reason for his rushing off to the music room in the first place.