#have a good day everyone :)

[bloody-blades]

this game called turned up looks lit bro!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[siredcrab]

Not a single finished piece on my system, only wips. I have so many ideas for mermay, I'm trying to draw all of them but on my mama I know I'm gonna give up real soon. Mermaid Laurent luring Damen to the sea, or was it human Damen catching the mermaid's attentions and he now wants it all for himself? 🤔🤨

[svmbiotic]

some sketchbook pages of my genderbend versions of billy and pete... Wilhemina and Petra tried to figure out how they'd look back in the day and currently but i didn't wanna make them super different to their original counterparts also i just wanted to imagine bickering old women taking care of eachother and also shitting on eachother KHBHFBFDS here’s to fail women in STEM 🥂

[minhosimthings]

Enhypen as Quotes I Found on Pinterest

Warnings: Just a lot of fluff. Mention of abuse and PTSD in Jay's story.

A/N: I was bored and this thought randomly came into my brain as I sat on my sofa with my cat! Pinterest has been making me lovesick nowadays so BAM here it is. I'm sorry Heeseung's is really short tho.

Heeseung - My heart is so full of you that I can hardly call it my own.

Doing the dishes was your job around the household. Usually Heeseung would do the laundry and you'd handle the dishes. This was the only time when both of you wouldn't be hugging or touching each other because Heeseung is such a cuddle bug. But today for some reason, Heeseung was extra cuddly and in need of human touch. He acted as if he had been touch starved his entire life as he tried to pull you into the sofa from the sink. You brushed him off gently and continued to do the dishes. You lifted you arms from your body once to reach the shelf above you and two big arms immediately circled around your waist. Heeseung had trapped you and now he wouldn't let go. "My heart is so full of you, that I can hardly call it my own Y/N. Please cuddle with me?" You couldn't resist his Bambi eyes so , eventually you abandoned the rest of the dishes and curled up under the blankets while Heeseung cuddled with you like he hadn't done so in a century.

Jay - Your eyes hold everything my soul hungers for.

Jay and you were basically a married couple,barring the ring on your finger. At random moments of the day, Jay would blurt out 'I wanna marry you' and everytime you always say 'I'll say yes,don't worry.' He had gotten you a promise ring which was more precious than any of the expensive jewelry he had given you. The thing with you was that, as a victim of emotional and physical abuse, ever since childhood, you had never really known any actual love or any emotion other than anger. Meeting Jay was like meeting an angel. He was everything that you always needed but never knew you wanted. Like Taylor Swift once said, you would have easily married him with paper rings even though he got you ones of sapphires and rubies. One fine day, your brain decided to bring back all the trauma. One of your friends had made a 'joke' regarding PTSD and you let it reach to your heart. So there you were at home just crying your heart out to Jay when you asked him "Jay why do you love me?" Jay looked at you with soft eyes before answering "I have an entire presentation ready as to why I love you sweetheart. Everything about you is perfect. Your eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for." You wiped away your tears and giggled at the sudden poetry, when you noticed Jay on the ground. On. One. Knee. With a ring box in his hands. Before he could even start his speech, you shouted 'YES' and leapt at him to hug him and never let go.

Jake - when death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime.

A happy little Aussie boy was someone in your life, whom you would kill and die for. Jake was perfect. Both of you had met two years ago at your pet cafe where you served for both pets and their parents. And sometimes the parents were attractive, to say the least. Bouncing in with a cream border collie called Layla, Jake had fluffy brown hair and the sweetest smile you had ever seen. He bought a lot of things for Layla and when Layla refused to move from your cafe, Jake joked that Layla had found her mom. You kinda wished you were her mom. He came back the next day and asked if he could leave Layla here for a couple of minutes cause he had an errand at a place that didn't allow dogs. You happily obliged to do it for free, even though he had offered to pay money, and sat there serving the customers with Layla snoozing at your feet. Jake came in a few hours later and as he took Layla and apologized a million times for leaving Layla out late he asked you out. And of course you said yes and one thing led to another and now you were together for two years. One night, on movie night, Jake had a game he wanted to play. He had tiny chits of paper with things written on them and he explained the very peculiar rules of the game. "So me and the boys have written down seven cringey things which we think can steal a girl's heart and we want you to rate them. I won't tell you which one I wrote I want you to guess!" You happily agreed to that and sat down as Jake read out very cringey pick up lines and very poetic lines which were probably written by Sunghoon and Jay, respectively. At the end he picked up a yellow coloured chit and read out "When death takes my hand, I will hold you by the other and promise to find you in every lifetime." He looked up to see your shocked eyes and puckering lips. You were so moved by that line that your expression was one of disgust (like the one you do when you find a really good song). Jake, the poor soul was so worried because that was the line he had written. He knew you really liked the idea of lifetimes so he had written it for you and he muttered a slow 'Thats the one I wrote.' to you. You couldn't take it anymore and you pounced on him giving him a very long and very deep kiss. When you broke away from the kiss, Jake grinned at you and said, "So do I have rizz now?" "Not at all. But you do have my heart, Jakey." The rest of the night moved in slow slithers as both of you melted into each other's touch, grinning at the fact that Layla brought you together.

Sunghoon - It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for.

Sunghoon was the biggest crime lord in all of the world. You, his high school sweetheart were tracked down and bought to him. His parents wanted him to marry someone and he had no one else in mind except for you. You eventually ties the knot in a ceremony which you did not want. Yes, you loved Sunghoon but you had a life of your own. How could you be just some trophy wife? In the beginning you had thought about how cold Sunghoon had grown. He was nothing like the awkwardly cute sixteen year old boy you had given your heart to in high school. He was a stone cold killer now. On occasions when you would go out, you would always have bodyguards with you. You didn't think much of it, but deep inside you had a tiny though which you repressed that maybe Sunghoon does care about you. On one such occasion, you were at the perfume store with your best friend and you didn't take note of the fact that your bodyguard was acting shifty. He wasn't attentive today and he kept touching his back pockets. Suspicious, you hid at the back of the store until your suspicions were confirmed. Your bodyguard had betrayed Sunghoon and was about to kill you. Scared, you called Sunghoon and in a shaky voice explained your situation. And that marked the first time you had ever heard Sunghoon's voice falter and stutter. He arrived with bodyguards just a minute later and took you home as you cried to him all night. He cupped your face gently in his hands as you questioned him "Do you even love me? Or is this just another one of your shenanigans? Please Sunghoon answer me." You had fallen completely in love with him today and your heart gently lifted when he said, in a soft voice "Y/N, listen to me. I had loved you ever since the day we got married. I know you didn't like this but I had to do it. Every other woman I met was a spy for other overlords. My parents were pressuring me and I couldn't think straight. But I love you. I love you more than I love myself." You sniffled at his words and hugged him tight as he whispered into your ear, "It's very comforting. To finally have something worth living for."

Sunoo - you drew memories in my mind, I could never erase. You painted colours in my heart I could never replace.

Sunoo was the most infuriating person on Earth. He joined your school only last year and he had already beaten you in almost every subject. It shouldn't have been that annoying to you, since you're parents really did not care about grades much and told you to focus on your extracurriculars instead. Science and painting were your favourite subjects and you were thankful that Sunoo didn't get a proper hold of them yet. But it still didn't stop you from getting mad whenever he gave you that sarcastic smile with his beautiful fox like eyes. The professor who took the painting job always got frustrated with Sunoo and often asked you to tutor him in painting. Usually people wouldn't pay attention to the subject but you were in a school which was the elitest of the elite. Tutoring Sunoo was torture. He would end up staring at you and not listening to a word you say and choosing, instead, to judge the decor in your room. But when he left your house, there was an odd feeling of loneliness in you. You missed him. That's when you realised that you liked him. There was just something about that weird smile and that cute little laugh and the way he was so gentle with people that made your heart go boom. But then again, he would ruin it every weekend by coming over to the cafe you worked at and ordering the most difficult thing to make in the menu. When you had accidentally made the drink without him asking, because you knew he would come in that day, he went weirdly quite, mumbled a thank you and raced out the door, instead of going to his usual place. One August morning, there was a painting event in your school. Judges from all over the county were coming and you had made a beautiful portrait to win the prize which was a scholarship to your dream university. The portrait was a blend of reds and purples and it was of one of your favourite actresses. You felt very proud of your painting as portraits weren't your strongest power but you didn't want to just paint another boring landscape. The event went on till the afternoon and you kept your eyes peeled for Sunoo in order to show off your painting to him and look at whatever horrible thing he had put on his canvas. The end of the event came with the announcement of the winners. Your ears almost couldn't believe it when you win the first prize. You went up on stage and took your big trophy and your scholarship. Even though your parents were rich, you had always wanted to make it to college on your own without spending much of their money. As you were daydreaming on stage, the booming voice of your English teacher spoke into a microphone. "It is with great delight that I announce that the judges have also decided a person to win the second position! So please put your hands together for Kim Sunoo! Who has won for his portrait of our winner Yang Y/N!" You almost got whiplash from whipping your head around to see Sunoo in his blue cardigan going to receive a silver medal along with a portrait of you in colours of lilac and gold. After the event was over, you dragged Sunoo over to the gym area and asked him aggressively "Why did you paint me? And since when have you gotten so good at painting, Sunoo?' Sunoo looked at you with rather sad eyes and said "I was always good at painting. I just wanted to catch your attention Y/N. And I couldn't think of anyone else who's features I had memorised as well as yours, so I painted you." You were taken aback as you gawked at him and shouted, "But you hate me! You torture me every day. What the absolute hell do you even mean by that sentence?" "I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU Y/N." Sunoo shouted with indignation. "Ever since I joined I have had a crush on you. How can I not? When you've drawn memories in my mind I cannot erase and you've painted colours in my heart I cannot replace!" That was all it took. For you to throw yourself on Sunoo and kiss him, taking in all the love you had for each other. It was safe to say your classmates were very confused when they saw two rivals holding hands and walking out of the gym, smiling brighter than the sun.

[goldetrash]

I wonder what they are whispering about~

Error belongs to @loverofpiggies​

Dream belongs to @jokublog

[hl-obsessed]

mutuals as heartbreak weather songs for the anniversary?

i'm late! but my sleep schedule is a mess and i did a 24 and then sleept for the most of yesterday, soooo here it is

Heartbreak Weather - idk honestly????

Black And White - @wemadethishome

Dear Patience - @louisarmpits

Bend The Rules - @louisgayvodka

Small Talk - @usertomlinson

Nice To Meet Ya - @yourslarry

Put A Little Love On Me - @enchantedlandcoffee

Arms Of a Stranger - yep i'm keeping this for myself thank you very much

Everywhere - @savebylou

Cross Your Mind - @whoreforlarrystuff

New Angel - @srldesigns6277

No Judgment - @larry-hiatus

San Francisco - @thechavier

Still - @mynightsoutofsight

i know there is a few more of you but i couldn't match anything :( this was SO hard already :( i've done like 4 people and was like 🧍🏻‍♂️what now. i'm so bad at reading people. love you all (don't hate me) 💕

[dwarvenchords]

HEY YOU

YEAH YOU

GOOD MORNING

[meowunmeow]

I'm not caught up with the UU anime at all but because THE episode is dropping tonight... I might just binge

[aro-langblr]

I'm going to take a moment to catch up on tag games. I love getting tagged, and apologies that it often takes me a while to do them <3

Nine Three people I'd like to know better

Tagged by: @hindisoup, thank you! Tagging: @unhonestlymirror, @corvid-language-library, and @acuityinnovations

Last song: faultline by starset

Favourite colour: orange

Currently watching: rewatching lego ninjago

Spicy/Savoury/Sweet: sweet

Relationship Status: aromantic, so happily single

Current Obsession: gonna say ninjago again 😅

--- thank you @unhonestlymirror for tagging me in the "are you a marsh, swamp, bog, or fen?" quiz and the "deep-sea personality" quiz! I'm also going to do the who would you be in a fantasy society tag game that you left open ^_^

I really enjoy seeing you online, and I'm so happy to have been tagged!

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--- just because I've compiled so many tag games into one list here, I'm leaving the tag open to anyone who would like to do one or all of them. tag me if you want to share your results please!

[casanovasadmiral]

Recent art for Succubuns, this is Romeo 💕

Don't let his appearance fool you, he is rather grumpy.

[giggly-squiggily]

🤧✌️,

[lukabitch]

Lesson learned: If a friend needs a break for themselves and then they turn around and basically say that they were taking a break from you. All because you zoned out on a call. A call that they started. A call that went from “haha funny gay men” to trauma dumping. Didn’t tell you that they were taking a break til four days later of silence. Lied to your face that they weren’t mad. Got even more mad at you for checking in every 3-4 days to make sure they were okay.

Leave them with an “I’m sorry I did all that” and a big fuck you by blocking them. I will not be treated like shit and only used for your convenience anymore buddy. If I’m such a bad person let me remove myself since you’re too much of a pussy to do it yourself.

The funny thing is I hope they get better. I know that under different circumstances that they would still be my friend. I only wished that the circumstances would’ve came sooner.

[katanaski]

Omw to therapy...

(Me on my way to do my make up)

[halfbit]

alright definitely my worst writing start time yet. i am getting deeper every day.

today's wc: 424

everything for wolf's little scene thing. this came out really easy today which was nice. kinda makes me regret taking so long to actually start writing today.

[crowinahole]

I KEEP FUCKING STUMBLING UPON WINCEST ART AND YES THE ART IS GOOD BUT THE SHIP I REEEAAAALLY DO NOT LIKE BECAUSE wtf. HOWEVER I AM A MAJOR DESTIEL SHIPPER AND I KEEP THINKING THE WINCEST SHIP ART IS CAS AND DEAN BUT LIKE A LITTLE OLDER LIKE HOW DEAN HAS A BEARD IN THE WINCHESTERS. I KEEP MISTAKING SAM FOR DEAN AND DEAN FOR CAS AND THEN I READ THE TAGS AND I GET A LIL JUMPSCARE ONCE I SEE THAT GOD DAMN TAG

[sekwar]

on a whim i'm looking through the blogs of everyone i follow and realizing just how important this aspect of tumblr is. it's your space! your own little room in this ever-expanding house! customization is the heart of tumblr. rearrange the furniture and paint the walls whatever colour you like! that's why combing through these blogs and seeing all the themes made me realize how much this site means to me. it's the last place where i can be myself. so if they remove this precious element... i'm outta here.