“my God, I Hope It’s In Me” KENDALL!! THE CYCLE KENDALL!!

Omg 😂😂😂

Barbie + text posts

Roy: Now, for the last fucking time, "your" is the possessive. Like "your shirt" or "your socks", whereas "you're" is a shortened version of "you are".

Jamie: My fire

Ted: The one

Beard: Desire

Colin: Believe

Trent: When I say

Sam: I

Isaac: WANT

Bumbercatch: IT

Dani: THAT

Richard: WAY

Jamie: TELL ME WHY

Roy:

Roy: Why do I even try to talk to any of you.

i know this is just because of the specific ways in which i personally am unwell but what's horrifying to me about jupe is like. what if the only shape your life can make is a circle leading you right back to the moment in childhood you've been trying to get away from as long as you've been alive. what if you were never going to end up anywhere else. what if the beginning determines the end no matter what happens in the middle

Some softness this fine evening ❤️

@duda23451 I saw you throwing NamiVivi at me in the comments 🤭 there you go, I hope you like it!

The Rehearsal is deeply insane and deeply comforting. It's a show for people with social anxiety. People who are acutely aware that they've never been perceived as "normal". People who struggle to experience or express feelings in the same way as others. People who worry about what other people think. People who want to be vulnerable but don't know how. People who want to get inside others' heads in order to understand who they are, how they feel, how they will behave, how they will react. People who wish to manipulate and engineer situations because often it feels like the only way to succeed in a social landscape you don't quite understand is through careful thought, consideration, and design. People who feel lonely but don't want to feel alone. People who quietly, desperately want to find a place that feels like home.

I had to drop everything and make a comic based on this post by @pointycorgiears

Bonus:

Ocean Eyes

Pairings: Druig x reader x Makkari

Notes: english isn’t my first language so pls don’t be to harsh at my mistakes. And this is just the second ff I have written. So I hope my writing isn’t to bad. Every like or comment will make my day.

Warnings: druig is kinda mean, fluff, angst

Summary: Reader works in a bookstore and is very in love with her girlfriend. Things get complicated when a group of friends visit out of nowhere.

The morning was cold and rainy as y/n ran through the streets to the next Train station. She had been working at her dream job for 2 months now. But that didn't stop her from oversleeping every morning and arriving at work at the last second. In the subway tunnel it smelled of dust and dirt and Y/ n had often had the pleasure of slipping on something no longer recognizable. Somehow she had a talent for it. The cold air moved through her legs and she was annoyed not to have worn anything warmer. Y/N thought her black knee socks were perfect for any season.

Already she was daydreaming about how she would arrive at her warm workplace in about twenty minutes.

Y/ n worked in the little book store on the corner, which she had always been fascinated by as a child. She loved the books. The warm air that smelled like tea and cookies. The bookstore had always been the place where she felt like home. "Being cozy, reading in silence and enjoying the homemade treats, the store owner apparently makes in her spare time, judging by the little sign next to the almond cookies. Just her and the thousands of stories. She loved to read about the past, about strong heroines, mysterious wizards and especially about outer space. She loved fairy tales and folklore. And even the little corner with handwritten cookbooks made her heart beat faster. Therefore, there was probably nothing better than the moment when she was offered a job there. The pretty owner of the store was just a plus. Her name was makkari. Y n had had a crush on her for ages. She used to tell her best friend that the owner was the Most beautiful wise Woman who also didn't seem to age. Y/ n had often wondered if she had a girlfriend, a family, or even children.

At some point she had asked about it. Slowly the two became familiar with each other, at first Makkari was very shy. She did not like to talk about her past. But she loved to talk about history and the beautiful books in her little store. Y/ n started learning sign language right after they got to know each other. She told her best friend that she was doing it just randomly for general education, although her Friend knew immediately that the reason was clearly Makkari.

After a few months, y/ n finally dared to ask Makkari out. Both were overjoyed and fell in love incredibly fast. Y/ n loved the way her lover expressed herself, she loved her laugh that spread all over her face, and how her eyes started to shine as soon as she looked at y/ n. Makkari was never late.Most of the time she was way to early. Y n sometimes joked that she could do magic or run like the former avenger quicksilver. Makkari just laughed at that.

When y/ n opened the door and got out of the rain and wind, she was immediately greeted by the wonderful smell. But before she could do anything else, someone covered her eyes, pressed her against the door and kissed her. Makkari took her hand from y/n eyes and grinned at them contentedly. She gestured " good morning love, I can't believe you are late again, we open in less than five minutes".

She held a large plate of cookies in her hand.

"Go ahead and try" Makkari gestured with a grin.

Y/n had to laugh when she thought about how impatient the woman in front of her always was. Everything always had to go a little faster.

Y/ n gave her a kiss on the cheek and grabbed one of the cookies.

The morning went on as usual. A few customers came in and out, and the two of them were busy putting away the latest book inventories and talking about last night.

Often, y/ n would digress while working and think about how perfect her life was right now. Nothing could throw her off track right now. Or Could it?

Y/ n had just come out of the small storage area next to the cookbooks with a stack of books in her arms when the door opened. A young man stepped in. He had short dark hair, a big nose and a mischievous grin. Makkari ran up to him without noticing that she almost caught Y/N with her stack of books. The two greeted each other and the man told her that an even bigger surprise was waiting for her outside.

Y/N began to pick up the books she had dropped from the floor. The man looked down at her with a teasing grin. "Well, you don't really seem to have yourself under control," he said, and disappeared out of the store following makkari.

Flustered, y/n looked after the two of them.

“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health