#hehehe :)))

[ane-doodles]

Bonfire dance ritual

Ok, this second attempt is closer to the idea I originally had!! I like how it turned out, but it was exhausting… I'll try again another time.

If you like it you can also find it here

[julykings]

25 today

[sleepyhighslvt]

such a handful 🫧

[crabsnpersimmons]

CRAABB

You and your dang Eclipses, I swear they make go;

hm? my Eclipses? 🥰

they're just a silly bunch 😇

[zuutiomi]

my beloved old lady Jaheira

[cherib3lla]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ; 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

warnings — not proofread :( pet names (baby), complete fluff !!

a/n — this is my first fluff fic/blurb so please give me feedback !! i’ve also seen many fics/blurbs like this so credit to the people who have made story’s like this <33 enjoy!

Chris and Matt had been streaming for more than three hours. Ever since Nick had gone on tour with Madison they've been streaming an insane amount. Not that anyone was complaining. The fans loved it.

They typically streamed until late at night. Starting around six or seven o'clock and not ending until at least ten. Even sometimes streaming twice in one night.

You streamed with them for an hour or two. Playing different games with them until you eventually get tired. That's what led you here, sleeping in Chris’ bed while he and Matt played Fortnite.

This was the second stream of the night. You had fallen asleep somewhere in between streams. Chris and Matt started playing Fortnite for the third time that night while you slept.

Everyone knew how mad that game made them. It was unavoidable. Screaming, banging, and chair throwing surrounded the house. To you, it was never that serious. Just a stupid game that they liked to play.

You were wrapped comfortably in Chris’ blankets. Head between two pillows to try and muffle the sound of everything around you. To be frank, it didn't work at all.

“WHAT THE FUCK MATT. GET OVER HERE.” Chris yelled at the screen. Matt yelled back, you could hear him from upstairs. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT CHRIS!”

You slowly open your eyes, accepting defeat. You are still in Chris’ bed, out of frame. You sit up with a huff, hair messy, and lips puffy. You wrap the blanket around yourself, get out of bed, and walk over to where Chris is sitting at his desk.

“MY FAULT? YOURE THE ONE WHO-” he gets cut off by your soft hand on his shoulder, tapping gently to get his attention.

“Chris, please come to bed it's almost — three am,” you state as you look in the bottom right corner of his computer. Unbeknownst to the two of you the chat was speeding by with ‘hi’s and ‘good morning’s directed to you.

“I'm sorry — did I wake you?” Chris replys. You wanted to make a snippy comment and say ‘Yeah no shit’, but you didn't. Too tired to really say anything anymore. But you did anyway.

“Yes, now can you please come to bed? It's almost three,” you repeat. “Of course baby — go lay back down I'll be there in a second!”

He leans up to peck your lips. You dodge it playfully and turn to walk back to his bed. His jaw drops. Ha couldn't believe you just did that in front of thousands of people.

‘Damn’ ‘LMAOOO CHRIS GOT REJECTED’ fills the chat. He turns back to the computer, saying bye to the stream and Matt. “Bye, guys! Love you all” he throws up a peace sign, logs off the discord, and turns off his computer.

He spins his chair around to see you under the blankets with your phone in hand. He walks over to you, gets under the covers, and pulls you against his chest. “I missed you baby,” he says through a yawn.

“Chris I was literally two fe-” he cuts you off with shushing noises.

“Shhhh — you're way too far away. Now go to sleep”

a/n — hiii, i hope you guys enjoyed!! this is super short but i hope it succeeded your expectations.

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[salemsdrinkstea]

"I'M A NINJA NOW, JESSE!!!!"

[humanbeingwhoexistsonearth]

POV the coffee is not joha joha:

[basil-does-arttt]

when you change one thing about an oc's backstory and it messes up their whole story

[thegreatgremlingang]

After a week of voting the results are in!

So the order I would be writing them in is JC meets horny stans, WWX meets creepy stans, JL's uncles (JC and JGY) learn gen alpha brain rot, LJY discovers Kentucky fried chicken, JGY tortures everyone with brick brownies, and finally twin jades getting high off msg. Each fic may take anywhere between a few weeks to a few months to complete, so keep your eyes peeled for your vote! again, my ao3 handle is qingqing_of_yunmeng and I hope to see you all over there!

[sceletaflores]

to the bone universe – m.list

synopsis: a love story told through red splatter marks.

feat: logan howlett x mutant!fem!reader

rating: e.

status: ongoing

blog masterlist • taglist • inbox • misc info

— MINI-SERIES

Ⅰ: all’s fair in love and viscera…

6.7k || logan wants to spar...

Ⅱ: come on and show me a little bit of spine!

5.5k || five x-men walk into a bar, only three walk out…

— ONE SHOTS

hunting for sport… (coming soon…)

there’s a big bad wolf somewhere in these woods…

it’s the easiest thing (just love me and eat me) (coming soon…)

it’s not often that logan needs it like this, but you’re always more than happy to give it to him when he does…

— BLURBS

© sceletaflores 2024 - all rights reserved. please do not modify, repost, or translate any of my original work. none of my work is permitted to be reposted on any other platform.

[eggyolkguzzler]

Yo, whoaa. I hope getting asked that didn't dredge up bad memories. You doing okay, dude?

It's fine.

I just try not to think about him too much. He's been gone a long time, so he doesn't deserve to be thought about.

Ugh... If he knew I was talking about him right now he'd get all high-and-mighty about it, too. And that just makes it worse. I can't stand it!

*Sigh*

Sorry...

Like I said, I try not to think about him too much... I try and think about the people who actually care about me. Like my grandparents. And Haley.

...

And you!

[weird-alex125]

Old man Yaoi… (I wasn’t aware ppl usually shipped red engineer with blu spy so uu ya (but also I wanted to draw blu engineer’s beard so..))

[virasmorgue]

₊ ✩ ‧ ₊ ˚ ౨ৎ ˚ ₊ ✩ ‧ ₊

[monkiemango]

Ehehehe

[adrift-in-thyme]

Oh let's do... day 13!

-Sky floor

“Sky!”

One of his feet isn’t moving right. It feels like someone has wrenched it off, screwed it back on backwards. It doesn’t matter. What won’t move, will be dragged.

“Sky!”

“Time!”

The eyes that turn, tear-filled and pleading to him, match the tongues of lightning that lash out at his unarmored form. They are like the shooting stars he and Malon used to watch as they blazed across the Hyrulean sky.

Sky inhales and the force of it is nails scraping against metal, calloused fingers against a blade.

“Help me!”

The scream is a collection of shattered glass, raining down upon the room in terrible, glinting projectiles. Time winces with the pain of it.

“I’m coming.”