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Look at these amazing screenshots using my dark academia desk, she is such a cute sim aswell!! And thank you for giving credit<;3 @slugtrait
(I will post the desk on here soon, but it is already on the gallery!)
ms miki’s 30 day style challenge !!
today’s style is dark academia. i dressed rose in a really cute jumper dress with a maroon sweater. she has socks that match the sweater and a pair of doc marten lookalikes. i thought her rose gold hexagonal glasses were the perfect final touch to her studious look.
i really wanna draw a cow. idk why but i REALLY want to
The only place in the internet that I can see has semi active Deep Space 9 fans is here . hi please let me in I never use tumblr but for DS9 I will
I only just started season 3 so if anyone happens to leave a note please no spoilers !!
I draw a lot of Odo side profiles I think he has a fun face
bluecloverrabbitry on ig
JM: I love cats and dogs. I really do. 🐾
first kiss (of many)
PROMPT: ‘was that your first kiss?’ from list iv with heeseung
wc: 482 pairing: heeseung x fem!reader genre: fluff warnings: singular use of the word ‘bitch’🤗
🧇: tysm for requesting this @sato-chan-2709 !! i hope u like it 💗
“one toothpaste ice cream for milady”
you almost want to roll your eyes playfully at your boyfriend.
“stop it hee omygod its not even that bad if you try it.” said boyfriend makes a disgusted face and steps away from you. “didnt know i was dating a demon hmm.”
you eye his cookies and cream flavoured ice cream and watch him eat some of it. “at least i'm not a basic bitch.”
heeseung gasps at your comment. “the slander!”
you laugh, playfully hitting his arm as heeseung smiles and sits next to you, watching the sunset beautifully over the top of the building while eating your ice cream.
“its so pretty isnt it?” you say, sighing at the beauty of nature painting over her skies. you turn to heeseung, only to see him staring at you.
“yeah you are.”
your cheeks turn a reddish hue “seventeen days into dating and youre already this cheesy.”
heeseung smirks, “oh you’ve been counting?” you widen your eyes at the slip up. “oh uh.. no haha it was just a random number. i'm not that big a simp.”
your boyfriend, who has also gone red, now clutches his heart in faux pain, “you wound me baby.”
“oh shut it.” you giggle at his playfulness. heeseung pulls you closer to him by the waist.
“are you sure youre not that big a simp for me? hm?” he says, tilting his head to look at you.
he knew the effect he had on you as you tried to wriggle out of his arms. but he was much stronger than you, pulling you even closer, noses touching.
words dont come to you so you can only shake your head as your lover watches you in sheer admiration, inching a bit closer.
you can feel his breath on your lips, his eyes searching for any hesitation in yours.
when he finds none, he leans in to connect his lips with yours.
and its nothing like the books. no fireworks, no music playing in the background, just comfort.
heeseung smiles against your lips a bit, before deepening it. he’s beyond relieved to feel you kissing him back.
once he pulls back, he leaves one more small kiss on your lips and forehead before hugging you close.
“was that your first kiss?” he asks you and you dont meet his gaze, only nodding.
heeseung is happy that you trust him to be your first. he hugs you again, whispering a thank you into your shoulder.
and somewhere in your heart, you know that you could love heeseung forever.
send in a request 🕰️
syn ' a-z alphabet (safe for work) yang jungwon pairing ' bf!jungwon x gn!reader
requested ! i am soooo sorry this took so long... i lowkey forgot about it until i came back on a few days ago
a ⋆ affection - how affectionate are they?
he's literally a cat
he's so affectionate with you
always cuddling
always playing with your hand or your fingers
literally attached to the hip
b ⋆ bonding - how often do they bond with you?
all the time
hes a big bonder duh
whenever he isn't at schedules
he spends all of his time with you
c ⋆ communication - do they keep in touch with you when they're away?
yes ofc
but he's leader
so he only gets to give you a lot of his time while he's at the hotel
he texts you through out the day but he can't hold a conversation until the day is over :c
d ⋆ dates - how often do they set up a date for you two?
all the time
but they will be the most cute dates
arcades, carnivals, festivals, amusement parks
little walks around the river and very pretty scenery ofc
e ⋆ essential - what is the thing that is important to them?
family
friends
the usual
the relationships he has with people
and lastly, the members
f ⋆ friends - how did the friendship start?
in school
you guys were definitely forced to work together on a project
and from there you guys became friends
g ⋆ gross - what is the thing he hates in your relationship?
lies
omg he hates liars so much
h ⋆ hugs - do they like hugs? how do they feel?
ofc he likes hugs
he loves them so much
they're always so loving and comforting
his embrace is like home
i ⋆ i love you- how fast do they say i love you?
he doesn't say it first that's for sure
he says it when you say it
because he doesn't want to mess anything up
he's scared to lose you or scare you away with the love bomb
j ⋆ jealousy - how jealous do they get?
not very jealous
but he definitely gives whoever is checking you out a dirty look
k ⋆ kiss - how good are they at kissing?
he's a good kisser
not the bomb.com
but his kisses are sweet :C
l ⋆ love - how do they show their love to you?
giving you his time
when he puts anything down just to pay attention to you
that is how he shows you he loves you
he just loves spending time with you ugh
m ⋆ mad - how often do you argue?
not often
but sometimes
but they are never bad arguments
n ⋆ naughty - how do they deal with you annoying them?
he annoys you back
duh!
doesn't get mad though LOL
o ⋆ open - how often do they open up to you?
all the time
you are his backbone
his support
his everything
he always opens up to you
p ⋆ pet names - how are they with pet names?
babe, baby, jagi
just the simple ones
nothing too crazy
q ⋆ quiet - silent treatment?
he gets pouty
but never silent
r ⋆ ramble - how often do they talk about you to others?
all the time
he boasts about you like it's his job
forget being an idol
talking about you is his new career
s ⋆ soft - how soft are they to you?
literally the softest with you
so sweet
always cuddling with you
bro is literally a cat???
t ⋆ think - what reminds them of you?
animals
everytime he sees a cute animal
he thinks of you
he will see a bunny and be like
"it's almost as cute as MY y/n"
always says "my" before your name
cus you are his
u ⋆ unhappy - what makes them break if you break up with them?
just the fact he can't hold you anymore
the way his bed feels so empty without you besides him
makes him
so
fucking
sad
so
dont even
think
about
breaking
up
with
jungwon
otherwise
both sides of your pillow
WILL BE WARM
v ⋆ vacation - how are they with long distance relationships?
he's so bad at this
nothing that can break a relationship
but he just can't handle it
as well as some people can
w ⋆ wholesome - the sweetest thing they ever did to you?
obviously when he surprised you by coming home early
x ⋆ extra headcanon
expanding on him coming home early
you were really sad because he was on tour
for literally so long
and he told you he wouldn't be back for another 3 weeks
because there are new added dates
but little did you know the later dates weren't for another 2 months
so when he came in and surprised you
you wanted to cry
tears of joy obviously
y ⋆ young and beautiful - (how long does it last?)
a very long time
but i don't know if it will last forever
i feel like he would be the type to be in a super long relationship
and you guys just
fall out of love.
DAMN
i should write a story about that
z ⋆ zzz - how do they sleep with you?
he always has an arm around you
keeps you close because
he never knows
when he will have to leave again
so he keeps you super close
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RADIO ROMANCE. 🎧 sunghoon sns au
synopsis: you would be lying if you said you didn't feel anything for your best friend sunghoon. he's well-spoken, amazing with kids, knows how to figure skate, and good at literally everything.. well, except maybe realizing that you have feelings for him. maybe that's why he can only sit there and turn red when an anonymous voice shows him affections via the campus radio's confession hotline.
pairing: university student/radio dj! park sunghoon x female best friend! reader
genre: college au, best friends to lovers
warnings: pls ignore time stamps! 😄 cursing, ooc moments, some inappropriate jokes, euphemisms for deleting your own existence, some minor formatting issues as i'm doing this all on mobile ;;
started: june 19, 2022 | ended: -
updates: every tuesday, thursday, saturday at 7:35pm (ISH) est
tag list [open, send an ask/comment to be added!]: enhacolor, msxflower, enhasolace, sungookie, hobistigma, 09yyeol, cyuuupid, titsout4gojo, dearhee, bubblytaetae, cursedcursives, beans-and-jeanes, thisisnotjacinta, sim-kissed, yoonights, vantxx95
PROFILES: team en- radio / sunwonki fanclub
ONE - hot senior spotting 🚨
TWO - what does this mean
THREE - surprises
FOUR - no context, just vibes
FIVE - what's enhypen
SIX - nunya business
SEVEN - me and the bestie (/r)
EIGHT - toilet thoughts
NINE - 24 days of free therapy
TEN - never been better
ELEVEN - no song without you
TWELVE - daily drama
THIRTEEN - me and who
FOURTEEN - trajectory of yn's life
FIFTEEN - mind of a mastermind
SIXTEEN - student center tease
SEVENTEEN - (read 3:29 pm)
EIGHTEEN - sunghoon delete
more chaps to be added along the way :) titles r tentative !!!
✦ Capitano and the mighty soldiers from the House of the Hearth. Part 3 of me trying to draw simple (yet silly) Capitano headcanons. This time, Capitano checking on future soldiers from the House of the Hearth. Yes, he'd be an absolute softie to kids.
because i love you.
jason todd x male reader.
summary: your birthday is a memory you often ignore. jason is determined to forge a new, unforgettable one.
wc: 3k. genre: fluff, comfort. warnings: domestic!au, crying, descriptions of food.
a/n: happy belated birthday, anon! i know this was late, but i wanted to priortize this over my other requests before it would be even later, LOL. hope you had a great one, and that this was a gift to remember!
request: anon.
“so,” a gruff voice briefly broke your focus from peering through the oven door, but the cookies had seconds left in the oven, so you'd figure a hum to acknowledge jason's presence would suffice.
it was a painful and mundane process to squat and watch the cookie batter form into heavenly, ooey-gooey chocolatey goodness. sure, you could’ve done something to pass the time—finish your backlog of books, or even the tv dramas you promised your friends you would finish soon—but the cookies always came out perfect like this.
once, you decided to do laundry while letting the cookies bake. as soon as the oven rang, the thought of over-baking your perfected recipe of cookies, that everyone had gleefully devoured and expected at every potluck, chased you faster than a wild fox could. to your bewilderment (and exhaustion), a few seconds longer in the oven changed the texture of the baked treats. though no one noticed, even if you insisted that the taste changed as well, it ruined your entire day and since then, you’ve made a silly promise to yourself to never let these cookies out of your sight.
even if your boyfriend was squatting with you, kissing you at the neck now.
“earth to (m/n),” his lips brushed deep into your skin, and you could hear him inhaling your natural scent. for a minute there, he forgot you were baking, so the smell of chocolate and brown sugar certainly awakened an unexpected appetite in him. it growled.
“hello.” jason stretched a whisper into your neck, and you chuckled when his gruff voice tickled you, vowels vibrating lowly into your skin.
“someone’s needy.” you turned to finally greet him with a smile, some kind of acknowledgement, and he begrudgingly accepted it with a kiss. it was almost as sweet as the sugar crystals in the cookie batter he sampled earlier.
two more minutes now.
“guess i’ll have to bake myself into a cookie to get your attention these days,” jason muttered, pressing his chest to your broad back. the heat from the oven radiated in front of you, yet your back felt warmer.
your head leaned back on his shoulder, grinning towards his frown while he tucked his chin in the vacant space between your neck and shoulder. “whoa, are you envious of my cookies now? that’s kind of sick considering you inhale them within seconds after i take them out of the oven—“
“i eat anything.” jason stated dryly, his palms roamed over your stomach to chase his appetite away as if your body and his were connected. his lips found your neck again, adding to the flush of your skin while one hand slipped under the waistband of your shorts to satiate a different craving. your legs slowly sprawled to accommodate his inviting touch, humming. “they make a great pre-workout.”
and with the close of your legs, access had been denied. “so, they’re not delicious like you’ve been claiming?”
jason widened his eyes, yanking his hand out of your shorts to put his hands up defensively. “wait, no. that’s not— okay, we’re getting off-topic!”
“hey,“ the oven sang, and with a delighted hop, you abandoned your boyfriend on the floor to tend to your long-awaited baked goods. “you’re the one that brought it up!”
the smell of chocolate and sugar billowed in the air when you opened the oven, and jason’s appetite returned like a parasite once the delicious aroma hit his nose.
it hadn’t been that long since you’ve started baking, but your hobby had quickly become a beloved activity (and expense), and your affection for it was telling through the wear and tear of your oven mitts. you burned yourself a few times when the baking sheet pressed into various ripped holes, but despite jason’s concern, you never found it damaged enough to purchase a new one. besides, it didn’t take very long to learn the pattern of the hot spots.
two baking sheets, filled with freshly-baked cookies, slid onto the stovetop, and you closed the oven, turning it off after. steam rose from the bloomed batter and you marveled at the sight: rustic, crinkly brown doughs that harbored mounds of comfort and nostalgia in one snack. though for some people, in one bite. the smell hits you after, stung your nose with brown sugar and chocolate chips, and you approved the batch with a deep inhale.
“what did you want to talk about?” a crack of kosher salt was topped to the cookies, adding to the rustic presentation of the baked goods.
“well,” the smell of the cookies pulled him back to his feet, then by your side as he watched the chunky salt enchant the goods to a higher level. “it’s someone’s birthday soon.” though he knew not to, he reached out to sample an edge of the dough anyway.
“careful,” you watched him with amusement and high curiosity, eyebrows raised to inquire him of the taste. though you knew the answer by the time the chocolate hit his tongue, it was tenfold more interesting than the topic of your birthday. “what about it?” you asked, and he hummed in approval, greed guiding his hand back to the piping hot cookies.
“so—ow,” the heat bit at jason’s fingers and his hand yanked back to immediately flick remnants of the sting off. “didn’t you want to do anything? a party? dinner? you never even told me what you wanted for your gifts.”
“hm,” you took the oven mitts off and directed the draft towards the steam with quick and light swings, then towards jason’s fingers as he began picking at the chocolate that oozed out. “i never took you as someone who cared about birthdays that much.”
“yeah, well,” he blew on his chocolate stained finger once more before pressing it to your smile. “we’re learning more about each other every day, aren’t we?”
“and it’s kind of incredible how you haven’t dumped me yet.” you laughed and licked the bittersweet stain off your lips. jason only joined with a mere chuckle. he never liked it when you talked about yourself like this.
“seriously though,” jason leaned on the counter with his elbow, nudging your waist with a gentle pat. his hair delicately parted to the side, watching you like you were the only one. “what do you want to do? we can do whatever you want.” devouring the cookies was the last thing on his mind now.
you’re the only one.
“jason,” the steam slowly waft in the air as you averted your gaze to the cookies cooling. salt glinted under the lights, and they have never looked sweeter. “it’s sweet of you and i appreciate it, but…” yet, there was a bitter aftertaste when you nibbled on a crumble. “i don’t really celebrate my birthday.”
“what?” his immediate instinct was to hold you, taking you by the waist as if it could protect you from the memory of the past. “how come? did something bad happen?”
“no, no. nothing like that!” laughing it off always helped you alleviate the bitterness of your thoughts. “it’s just…” but for some reason, your throat began to swell when you do.
“just…?” jason pressed his hand to your waist in a heartfelt attempt at squeezing an answer out of you. “come on, i’m at the edge of my seat here.”
you laughed, taking his hand off and then into your own, as you guided him out of the kitchen and to the living room. the sweet smell was dizzying now. plus your legs hurt from the squatting earlier. you needed some place to snuggle yourself into. preferably, your couch.
“my family could never afford stuff, so it hasn’t been a thing since…” a yawn escaped your lips as you found comfort into the embrace of jason’s arms. his broad chest was a pillow you never asked for, and these days, you found it to be the best solace your head demanded for. “i guess when i was eight?”
“oh,” jason realized, then began stroking the side of your head as an apology. “i didn’t mean to pry or—“
“it’s no big deal.” in between his caresses, you quickly tilted your head back to press a kiss to his palm—a measurement to dispel his worries. “i’ve spent a longer part of my life not celebrating it, so it’s just a norm now! honestly, i didn’t even notice that my birthday was coming up until you mentioned it to me.”
closing your eyes, images of your family appeared in soft, fading blurs. they smiled through gritted teeth, as did you, and sweated through hard labor of work that managed to put food on a table. “and i also don’t blame my parents, if that’s what you’re thinking. i did at first, but shit happens.”
though, never a cake.
“you really do nothing since then, though? not even cook yourself dinner or something?” the affection caresses spread to your cheeks and the warmth pulled at the corners of your mouth into a smile.
“i did once,” you shifted to connect your warmth to his. in midst, you were reminded that the smell of jason’s cologne will always triumph over the scent of your cookies. “but it just kind of made things sad, to be honest. it felt weird.”
“but you celebrated my birthday.” the memories warmed him. “for someone who never celebrated their own, you sure knew how to throw a great party.” laughter, a delicious dinner, and drink shenanigans echoed in passing. “even if it was only us.”
you chuckled at the irony of it all, satisfied that you’ve managed to impress your boyfriend despite your inexperience.
“well,” glancing up, you then held jason’s doting stare, collected it into your soul, and then sealed it into a vault.
“that’s because i love you.”
the stroll from your car and to your apartment seized all the energy left in you. aside from carrying bags of groceries, the heavy weight slowly drained your arms of life, the long day of work had a major factor to your exhaustion. awaiting approvals while you were approaching a tight deadline was never ideal, but luckily it got extended, so you can sleep a teensy-bit better tonight.
grunting, your veins pulsed when you lifted the heavy bags with one arm to punch in the code to your keypad, refusing to be defeated by packs of frozen fruit, greek yogurt, jason’s protein powder, and his mandatory cereal boxes. the beep and green light compelled a satisfied noise out of you and you immediately bouldered into your apartment, stumbling through the garden of your shoes and jason’s, and into the kitchen within a single, hurried stride.
“jase?!” you grunted loud from below, setting the groceries down as soon as the handles pressed into a certain spot in your vein that made you wince. jason’s voiced boomed from above.
“yeah?!”
as much as you hated it when jason left his soda out, today would be an exception. you downed it in one dreamy gulp, and you could feel your body absorb the sugars, working overtime to churn it into energy afterward.
“can you put the groceries back for me?! i want to go shower!” the kitchen sink alleviated some of that humidity built atop your hands, but you needed it off your body.
“yeah!” jason shouted out. “i’ll be down in a sec!”
it took you a moment, still high from the amount of energy you’ve exerted within the short amount of time, but the air smelled sweetly familiar. of vanilla, brown sugar, a hint of cinnamon, you sniffed out.
must’ve baked the cookies i froze for him. you looked around, a sudden desperate need for another ounce of sugar in your body after your commendable performance today.
and of course, he ate them all.
as soon as you came up the stairs, jason met you outside with a kiss—a password to your bedroom, you’d reckon.
your arms opened up for a hug. “they didn’t have the flavor you wanted, so i—“ but embracing the body of your lover, they were immediately occupied by a pile of your clothes for the night.
“yeah, yeah! that’s fine.” jason began nudging, then pushing you to the bathroom, scrunching his face. “you stink, go shower.”
“wait, why are you acting—“ bewilderment passed you as you stumbled back, and your curiosity was met by more push back, literally. the latter looked nerved, unusually antsy, and that was never a good sign. “jason, are you okay—“
“uh-huh, yeah! yeah, yeah. fine.” before you could even get another question out, the door slammed shut. “wash up! i’m gonna put the groceries back!”
oooookay..?
it took a few beats to register what exactly happened, but all of it was buried to the back of your mind as soon as you started the shower. refreshing and cooling as that soda you downed earlier.
damn, i should’ve restocked on that…
the cold draft cooled your damp skin when you stepped out the bathroom, releasing harbored humidity, and your stress for the day left along with it.
“hey,” your voice echoed while you stepped downstairs, expecting jason to either be on the couch or in the kitchen, most likely eating away at your snacks. “what do you want to eat for dinner—“
“jason?” instead, you were met with complete darkness—well, as dark as it could be while impending dusk approached your windows.
he wasn’t on the couch, entertainment-free.
you stepped into the kitchen. not there, either. the groceries were put away, but the plastic bags were scattered around the floor. not a single soul, a whisper, or a sound, except for the crinkle of the bags as you stashed them into your recyclables.
either the shower cleared your sinuses, or jason plugged in a new wall fragrance, because the smell was sweeter compared to before. chocolate in its new top note, and vanilla, again, in its base.
it was strange, you checked the oven. though it was warm, nothing was out of place. then the fridge, nope—jason didn’t stash any leftovers there. once again, catalogued the entire kitchen, suspiciously nothing.
you figured you’ll ask jason about it later, whenever he would come back, but for now, your priority was satiating that grumble in your stomach. as you browsed through your fridge for ingredients after turning on the lights, the cooling air wafted the sweetness away, only for it to return stronger.
and just as quick as the smell of chocolate returned, the lights flickered off.
“what the—“ you turned, and your curiosity was immediately startled by the presence of the missing man. “jesus, jason. where were—“
the only source of light that lit the room came from a soft yellow blur that flickered near jason’s chin. gentle, then not so when he took a step. another waver of light when the draft caught onto the light as he approached you. the light grew bigger, flickered stronger, as if it was connected to your heart and memorized every beat, and the smell of chocolate was pleasantly stringent to your nose.
cake.
it was a chocolate cake all along, and jason held it with a smile that had been shadowed by the candle. anxiously, you’ve never seen him wore it with a grin before, but it made your heart skip another beat, then two when he confessed.
“happy birthday,” the dark of your orbs refracted the candlelight, yellow and orange light reunited with a wave, several excited waves as if they’ve lost you, and the smoke burning off it cooled the impending wetness of your eyes.
“what— what is this?” your breath hiked, and the candles found it calming, like the sea breeze as it brushed against them—through them. “what are—“
it felt like an eternity since you’ve been celebrated. no, it had been an eternity.
tears slowly rolled down your cheeks as you felt years pass by, heard the cries of a child that received nothing.
the first year, it was because you were expecting of it. a gift that was never promised, but your hands were bare of nothing.
the second year, it was hope. something that clung onto because you were promised something.
the third year. it was denial. it had to be this year, right? you rocked yourself to sleep the night before.
the fourth year. anger. you screamed as if a gift was the only testament in the world to truly display a parent’s love for their child.
then, the fifth year. acceptance.
and since, you’ve matured, learned why, and thought it was for the better.
“make a wish,” jason said calmly, breaking you from the spell of your own thoughts.
“what?” you croaked weakly.
years of sheltering your birthday made you clueless, but luckily, jason was here to teach you—to remind you.
“make a wish, then blow.” as much as he wanted to hold you right now, he couldn’t risk his hard work dropping to the floor.
“oh—“ you did as you were told. you wished silently, closing your eyes until another swell of tears were forced to roll out, then blew.
when jason turned the lights back on, the sight of the cake pulled a laugh out of you. slanted in its position, chocolate smeared all over the cake board, thick icing to cover up the mistakes, you laughed until you wiped tears.
“did you bake this for me?” you snickered, taking the cake and setting it down, because you needed to hug him, embrace him, squeeze him.
“god,” jason laughed, pressed a kiss to your head as he took you in with a strong hug. “if i bought a cake that looked like that, i’d demand two refunds. one for the cake, and one for the happiness they swindled from me.”
“i told you not to, though!” you playfully beat at his chest, the blush on your cheeks pulled a smile wider than you have ever felt, than jason had ever seen. “why?”
“because,” he sighed, then pressed his forehead to yours, holding your damp gaze like it was a prayer. the tension in both your bodies go limp, and he held you closer, worshipping you until he became besotted in your smell, your voice, your gaze, your touch.
“because,” jason repeated, and you held his cheeks, caressing his rough skin.
until even your existence wouldn’t be enough to sober him.
“because i love you.”
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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?
Kaveh and Haitham but make them kiddos lol
(idea started with this drawing that i will eventually finish hopefully)
Kaveh is yelling at the other kids to shut the fuck up cause they’re hurting Haitham’s ears.
harra fruits.
inspired by a poem i love, ‘oranges’ by jean little
This was such a soothing quiz!! Thank You for tagging 💛
Hey, @thatlosernoonelikes y @kinseyfandoval !
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