#okay thanks byeee

[tournament-of-ninjago]

hey so i kinda need ninjago poll ideas if you’ve been thinking of something you’ve wanted to ask the fandom for a long time THIS IS YOUR MOMENT

[daintyytulip]

please send me some recommendations!! movies, shows, songs, books, etc. i need new content to consume asap 💗💗

[agirlwiththoughtsandnegativity]

a post of random photos I find incredibly funny, because I think everyone should be able to enjoy them:

[onemorestrangeronthestreet]

So I have this thing where I really wanna write about my headcanons/my opinions on characters/songs/productions etc., but I have so many thoughts and no idea what to write SO if you wanna hear about something specific go ahead and send me an ask :)

Also pretty please tell me your thoughts on said things for I would love love love to hear and talk about them!!

(Ps. I really love the thing where you're given a character and a situation/thing and then writing about how that character would feel/act about the situation/thing)

[sugajimin]

yoongi removing his gloves is reaaally interesting..(cr. @/jung-koook)

[justarandomart]

'oh my god why does he have a gun?!'

[piratekane]

2

two: it’s okay to not be okay sometimes

Consciousness comes slowly, like the long beams of sunshine stretching their way across the bed and her face. It feels like warm fingers brushing over her forehead, coaxing her awake. A new day, new possibilities. She can be anyone she wants to be when she opens her eyes.

"Bea," Ava sings from the doorway.

She smiles, rolls over and presses her face into a pillow that still smells like Ava's shampoo. Today, she will be Beatrice.

The bed dips as Ava sits down, her bare thigh warm against Beatrice's bare arm. "It's late."

She turns her head, nose brushing against Ava's hip. "It's hardly past eight."

There's a moment before Ava breathes out a laugh. "How do you even know that?"

She doesn't. It was a good guess. But she's not going to let Ava think otherwise. So she rolls away a bit, just enough to see the soft tangle of Ava's hair where it rests against her smile, and she lets her eyes close again. There's a laugh, a sigh, and then a finger slowly walking from her forehead down over the ridge of her nose and off the cliff of her bottom lip.

Ava sings again. "Beatrice."

~

Beatrice opens her eyes. The room has shifted. The sun is higher in the sky now, the room a little hotter with it. Ava is standing at the window now, cradling a cup of something that smells warm. She looks back over her shoulder at Beatrice, a smile on her face.

"It's late."

Beatrice sits up, blinking. "I didn't mean to sleep so late."

Ava shushes her gently as she sets the mug down on the small nightstand. "You needed the rest. You've been working so hard." She sits at the edge of the bed, just out of reach. "Too hard."

"Not hard enough." Beatrice reaches for Ava, breathes easier when Ava slides into her hands like water into a glass. Ava doesn't say anything when Beatrice's grip tightens, when the space between them goes from paper-thin to nothing. "I'm going to work harder."

"Bea." Ava's hand brushes away her hair, fingers tickling her neck. "How much harder can you work?"

For you? Bea doesn't ask the question. She doesn't need to. Ava's fingers pause against her pulse and she feels her own heartbeat echoed in Ava's fingertips.

Ava keeps running long fingers through her hair, scratching at the sensitive skin behind her ear, murmuring her name over and over again until Bea can't distinguish one sound to the next. Her eyes close slowly, a heaviness drifting over her like a warm blanket in winter. She curls under its weight.

~

Beatrice opens her eyes. The sun is starting to set. Ava is sitting up in bed next to her, a book open in her lap. She's mouthing the words as she reads them, soundless as she goes over each one. Beatrice watches for her a moment, enraptured by the way Ava's forehead wrinkles as she stumbles upon a word that doesn't come easily.

She reaches up to brush the wrinkle away and Ava turns to her with a smile.

"It's late."

Beatrice blinks at the worlds stored in Ava's eyes, rings of honeyed color that shine back at her. "I was going to get up."

Ava waves her off. "You deserve a lazy day in. You don't take enough of them."

A tidal wave of affection threatens to drown her. "We can't all afford your amount of 'lazy days.'"

"You're not trying hard enough, then." Ava winks at her before her face softens. "Besides, this is not a true 'lazy day'. You're in far too many clothes."

The laugh that escapes her surprises her. She nearly stuffs it back down. But Ava seems pleased by it and so she lets it exist between them, huffing after a moment and burying her head into Ava's side. Fingers work over the side of her head, brushing against the shell of her ear. She resists the urge to shiver, afraid to dislodge Ava even a millimeter.

"Ava," she starts.

Ava shushes her kindly. "No, Bea. You deserve this. Here, listen." She props her book up with one hand, the other still working its way along Beatrice's skin. "I'm reading Le Petit Prince. See, I can do it. Lorsque j’avais six ans j’ai vu," she starts, mouth clumsy over the words.

Beatrice breathes in the sounds of a language she's never found to be romantic before and lets her eyes close as Ava's voice settles over her. She slings an arm across Ava's hip, hoping to anchor them both to the bed.

~

Beatrice opens her eyes. Night has fallen now, the sky dotted with stars like a black piece of paper dotted by a pinprick. She's stretched across the mattress like she's swimming to shore, but her shore is standing across the room, back to the bed and her hair blowing in the light breeze coming through their open bedroom window.

"Ava," she says, voice raspy.

Ava turns, a smile on her face. "It's late."

"I'm sorry." She pushes up onto her elbows. The moonlight hits Ava's skin. She seems ethereal. Beatrice stretches out her hand and Ava comes to it like a lightning lure, moving without hesitation. "I had plans to get up."

Ava shushes her. Her body molds into the space Beatrice's left behind. She pulls up her legs, leaning into Beatrice. "You're tired."

It's not a question. And Beatrice can't deny that she isn't. Things have been so heavy lately, like weights tied around her ankles. She can't move without monumental effort. She can't get ahead. Each day she falls further behind. Each day the mountain stretches impossibly higher.

"Ava," she tries.

Ava coos at her, pulls Beatrice around until they're sitting back against the headboard. Ava wraps her arms around Beatrice's shoulders, holding her close. She feels her heart beating through her back, their rhythms syncing easily. It's always been so easy with Ava.

"It's okay to not be okay sometimes," Ava whispers into her hair, the words a whisper in their empty bedroom.

Beatrice feels each muscle group contract and release, a series of steps she takes to ground herself. "I can't do this without you," she whispers back.

The truth is staggering. She hasn't spoken it before now. Years without Ava - miles logged and memories built and routines established - have done nothing to prepare her for the years without Ava that would come after.

Ava hums quietly, her fingers working in complicated patterns along Beatrice's bare arms. "You're not," she finally says.

Beatrice fights back the huff of indignation. "Then where are you?"

She doesn't want to doubt. She's a believer, she always has been. Her faith may have shifted, but her belief never has. Still, it's been so long, she's starting to see Ava in hazy half-memories that fade by morning. Her voice becomes a whisper, her touch more like a dream.

Time is moving forward and Ava is stuck somewhere in her past, becoming more of a thought than something she can hold in her hands.

"I'm here, Bea. I promise I always will be."

Beatrice shakes her head, hot tears stinging the corners of her eyes. She blinks them back, unwilling to taint this moment with that much grief. "I need you here. I'm so- I'm so tired, Ava."

Ava's lips press against her hair, her temple, her forehead as Ava gently tugs her around. "Then let yourself rest, Beatrice. Let your body rest." She taps Beatrice's forehead with a light finger, mouth quirked in one corner. "Let this rest, too."

Beatrice's throat is dry. "How do I rest without you?"

"You don't." Ava smooths a hand down the side of her face. "You let me rest with you." She shimmies down the headboard until she's lying next to Beatrice. Her hands pulls until Beatrice is tight against her body, her arm slung low across Ava's waist. "I'll be here, every time you close your eyes. You just have to look for me."

I'm looking in every corner and coming up empty. She doesn't say it. Ava hums softly into her hair, her fingertips ghosting up and down Beatrice's arm in a melody that Beatrice can't quite grab.

She can't quite grab Ava, can't quite make her stay.

But Ava keeps murmuring in her ear, keeps running her fingers across her skin, keeps her heart beating steadily under Beatrice's ear. Her eyes droop closed and peace washes over her like the warm light of the Halo she hasn't seen in what feels like three lifetimes.

She hears Ava's voice whispering her name as she falls asleep.

~

Consciousness comes slowly, like the long beams of sunshine stretching their way across the bed and her face. It feels like warm fingers brushing over her forehead, coaxing her awake. A new day, new possibilities. She can be anyone she wants to be when she opens her eyes.

"Bea," Ava sings from the doorway.

Beatrice smiles.

[disposal-blueeee]

doodles

edgar vargas and squee by johnen vasquez

scriabin by zarla-s

[lyxchen]

Y'ALL I HUGGED CATHERINE TATE!!!!!!

[laketoriver]

Daymn, allegedly according to tumbkr i have posted 100 times. Wowie. Too bad they’re all liars and owe me big money (i’m too serious)

not even lying which is the worst part. Anyway it’s late have a “poster” of my “blog au” which “technically” “exists” and uh “yeah”. It exists but like i haven’t posted anything i might one day if i figure out how to format it but idk if y’all would like smthn like that lmk.. Au blogs steal my heart you guys are cuties

[youwerelikeanangel]

x

[daintyytulip]

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[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

I forgot to post this last night but! It's time for HSMTMTS Appreciation Week Day Five: Free Choice!

Honestly, I'm just gonna take a quick minute to say how my rewatch reminded me how much I love this show. I had to relive storylines that hurt or are awkward, but I rewatched scenes that mean so much to me. Scenes that I remember freaking out about for the first time :'). Throughout all three seasons, there's amazing music, wonderful serious and emotional scenes, and so many hilarious lines and happenings xD.

HSMTMTS has been one of the only shows I've watched where I've been there since the beginning - more or less. 2019, we were talking about getting Disney+, and reading lists of what would be on it, and heard HSMTMTS. We all thought it sounded cheesy, but I also thought it sounded low-key a bit cool, and I at least wanted to check it out. I joked about just being like, morbidly curious lol, but I wanted to see it. So one night, my sister and I sat down and binged the first four episodes. We made fun of it a lot, but I realized I was genuinely excited for the next episode to come out. And, if to a bit of a lesser extent lol, my sibling was as well. We only loved it more and more throughout. Then, shortly after the finale, I finally looked through the tag on Tumblr. I lurked, since I didn't have a Tumblr account at the time, I sent a few asks on anonymous. I connected with this fandom without even having an account. And when I did get an account, it was one of my first fandoms on it.

I'll probably tell parts of this story again after season 4, because I'm sure I'll be super emotional and want to make a post about it lol. But I just wanted to say it now and make it extra clear that this show means so much to me. A lot more than most people would guess. I love it so much, and I'm really not ready to let it go xd. But the first few episodes I've seen of season 4 have been amazing, and even if I'm not ready, I'm so excited to see the rest :').

Thank you guys, fandom past and present, for making this a wonderful experience :). A big chunk of that love goes to you guys as well <3. It's been a fun journey :).

So let's keep it going :D.

[newtness532]

how i felt today bc y'all are amazing

[headkiss]

okay it’s finally up (i’m terrified pls give it some love) and i’m gonna go write some more 😊😊

[sleepintro]

okay um. vent