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tomsmusictaste · 1 year
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All pop-punk christmas songs are either like, I fucking HATE Christmas, or, I am absolutely heartbroken rn and also it happens to be christmas-time too, that’s also happening
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0nan · 5 months
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DECEMBER FIRST IM IN A FOREIGN STATE IM RUNNING LATE IM ALL ALONE WISHING I WAS HOME WITH YOU BABYYYY
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daisies-in-confusion · 5 months
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HI! I’m Julie from Chicago suburbs and I am looking for 8123 friends near me!
I’ll be going to the Chicago sweet sixteen show on Thursday 11-30 with a bunch of friendship bracelets to share/trade.
This will be my 14th show of theirs.
I was featured on the bands Instagram and Facebook after seeing them at sad summer fest.
Pioneer is my favorite album as it was the first real Cd I ever owned 🥹
I’ll be dragging my husband to his 3rd show this week.
My Twitter is @juleofthewoods
Dm if you want my other socials to be friends 🪩🩵
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wehelddarkness · 1 year
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HAPPY DECEMBER 1ST FOR THOSE WHO CELEBRATE!
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ao3feed-larry · 1 year
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Ho Ho Hopefully
by safetyfilm
Attached to the gift, just under the bow, was a paper tag, and Harry wished desperately that he could write his own name there. ‘To Louis, from Harry.’ What a dream that would be. He’d grown fond of Louis over the time that he’d been watching him, wishing that he could be part of Louis’ life, of his world, regardless of the fact that the only thing Harry had ever known was working for Father Christmas—or Nicholas, as he’d preferred to be called. The one where Harry is an elf in Santa’s workshop, and Louis is one of the humans he’s been assigned to.
Words: 5123, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Nick Grimshaw (mentioned), Liam Payne (minor)
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Additional Tags: Christmas, Santa's Elves, Elf Harry Styles, Human Louis Tomlinson, Mild Stalking in the Spirit of the Holiday, Misunderstandings, Christmas Presents, Happy Ending
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/BCI7X1f
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tenmissedcalls · 11 months
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What a Shame
So you’re just friends. Only friends. And you’ve spent months convincing yourself you’re okay with that. (min ho x reader)
wc: 1.4k~
an: so i really didn’t think i would get this invested in this show... but here we are. this is a warmup for a longer fic i might end up posting. enjoy!
You’re starting to regret agreeing to come to this party.
The music is loud, bass pumping in your veins while you down your third mocktail of the evening. You’ve been camped out by the bar this entire evening, and you’re pretty sure the bartender is starting to feel bad for you. But Kitty and Q are nowhere to be seen, and your nerves get the better of you every time you consider joining the crowds on the dance floor.  
It doesn’t help that you’re increasingly insecure about getting all dressed up just to sit in the corner all night. Q had absolutely gushed over your outfit when you arrived, but suddenly it feels tight in all the wrong places and it hadn’t even been worth it, not when the guy you’d been hoping to notice you has barely looked your way all evening. 
But he certainly noticed Kitty, you think, trying to quell the bitter feelings roiling in your stomach. Not that you blame him. She looks incredible, really, and you’re more than happy for her that she’s starting to move on. You’ve never thought of yourself as the jealous type. It just has your mind turning over itself anxiously and you wave down the bartender for another mocktail to bury your feelings in.
This really isn’t your scene. You’re starting to consider taking the walk back to your dorm, given your curfew has already come and gone. You’re sure your friends wouldn’t mind, wherever they are. So you slide off the bar stool, legs stiff from sitting still for so long, when suddenly a hand grabs yours and you’re pulled face-to-face with a clearly intoxicated Kitty.
“How many drinks have you had?” you ask her, voice raised over the noise. Your mouth pulls itself into a frown when you smell the alcohol on your breath, and you do your best to steer her over to a chair. 
“Only… thirteen?” she begins, and the evident panic on your face has her own eyes widening. “No! Thirteen sips, not drinks. Thirteen sips,” she clarifies, and you heave a sigh in relief. You’re not even sure where she’s getting the alcohol from, but you’re sure more than enough students have smuggled in flasks of vodka.
“Are you having fun?” she shouts, louder than she has to, and now your expression is turning back into a frown. It’s not that you’re not trying - you’ve been to more than a few parties, and they’re usually enjoyable enough. But tonight is different, for reasons you can’t really put a finger on. 
Kitty notices immediately, even though she’s clearly verging on more than tipsy at this point. Her eyes narrow, and you try to backtrack as quickly as you can by forcing a smile onto your face.
“No! Yes. Yes, I’m having fun,” you blurt out, even though you’re starting to get a headache and the lights on the dance floor suddenly seem far too bright. 
Kitty shakes her head. “Don’t lie to me,” she pouts, and you suppress your laughter. “I know how to make you feel better- go find Min Ho,” she says, oblivious to the effect his name has on you.
Suddenly, you’re frozen. Right - he’s the reason you even came to this party in the first place (not that you want to admit it). It’s a strange dichotomy, the way he has you on edge and yet you’ve never felt more at ease than when you’re with him. And almost like it’s fate, you look up and there he is in the crowds.
He looks… good. Far too good. It’s unfair, really, the way he seems to glow in the lights. It’s effortless for him, the way his confidence spills over itself on the dance floor. You think you could lose yourself forever in the cut of his jawline and the spread of his shoulders. You don’t even like the color of the suit he’s wearing and yet he’s pulling it off in a way that makes you weak in the knees. You find yourself wishing for some of the alcohol that Kitty’s been drinking, because your nerves have your stomach twisting itself into knots.
“What do you mean?” you ask Kitty, voice wavering. She rolls her eyes like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Maybe it is - you feel like you’ve never been vulnerable than when you look at him.
“You like him, don’t you? Go dance with him,” she says like she’s stating something as undeniable as the fact that the sky is blue. You stare at her, bewildered, for long enough that she physically grabs you and pushes you gently toward the dance floor. You don’t even dance, you think distantly to yourself. 
You forget that Kitty has this innate ability to pick up on people’s feelings - not that you’re willing to believe have any for him. Yes, he’s so pretty it makes your chest hurt. Yes, you’ve found yourself laughing at his stupid jokes in chemistry class more than you’d like to admit. Yes, you think that underneath his layers and layers of charm and charisma and defensiveness, he’s sweet and funny and smarter than he gives himself credit for. Yes, maybe you’d like to think that between the lingering glances and the lingering touches and the way he smiles at you, he’s caught feelings too. But you also know he’s not the type for commitment, and you’ve entrenched yourself firmly in the friend zone before he can hurt you. You can’t help but compare yourself to all the others falling over themselves for his attention, either.
So you’re just friends. Only friends. And you’ve spent months convincing yourself you’re okay with that.
And then you’re there, pulled into the mass of people dancing. Whatever song is playing is the kind that’ll be stuck in your head for the next week, and when you suck in a breath it tastes like teenage mistakes and rose-tinted memories. It’s almost overwhelming, and you lose sight of him immediately, until-
“You’re here!” 
His hand is on your elbow as he pulls you through the crowd, and the physical contact feels like pure electricity running through your nerves. His mouth curls into a smile at the sight of you, and it’s like it’s just the two of you on the dance floor all of the sudden. You don’t know whether you love or hate the fact that he has this effect on you.
“I couldn’t miss the best party of the year, could I?” you tell him, tilting your head up to look at him. 
Oh.
It’s like he’s drinking in the sight of you, eyes dragging up and down your face and lingering far too long on your lips. You wonder how embarrassing it would be if your legs gave out right now. 
“You… haven’t had anything to drink, have you?” you ask, voice strained, even though you know he would never, especially at his own party. He laughs.
“Of course not. Why do you ask?” he replies, leaning down ever so slightly, and the sudden eye contact has you flustered beyond belief. “What’s got you so shy all of a sudden? Is it me? I have that effect on people.”
“No! Of course not-” you sputter, although you’re sure he can see right through you. Normally you’d laugh his cockiness off, but something about being in such close proximity to him has your thoughts scrambled. Your mind races to think of an excuse for your jitteriness. “I just - we’re trying to help Kitty have her first kiss, and -”
You slap a hand over your mouth. Bad excuse, you chide yourself mentally. You’re sure Min Ho doesn’t want to hear about it, especially since he’s firmly siding with Dae over the whole issue, and something about the phrase first kiss has you feeling almost nauseous. 
“Oh, a first kiss. You too?” Min Ho asks teasingly.
“No, I’m just…” you trail off. The truth is you don’t really know why you’re here, when you really think about it. Yes, Kitty had convinced you to come by mentioning that the party was being thrown by Min Ho. But now that you’re here, you’re more than painfully aware of your feelings for him, and you’re at a loss as to how to deal with them. And now you’re thinking about it - kissing him.
You turn your head back towards him, eyes sticking to the dip of his throat disappearing into his collar. 
“What a shame,” he whispers, hand still lingering on your arm and you swear you see stars when he leans in closer. Your hand instinctively reaches up to hold onto his shoulder to steady yourself.
“Come find me if you change your mind.”
And then he’s slipping back into the party with a wink, leaving you completely and utterly breathless.
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elssbethtascioni · 1 month
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FILMS WATCHED IN 2024 Parasite | 기생충 (2019) dir. Bong Joon-ho
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rayjayoo · 1 year
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teef! TOOFERS! CHOMPERS EVEN!! >:D
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canisalbus · 25 days
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i’ve been in a lot of undiagnosed pain recently and struggling with medical care for it, but your art and bits of lore have been giving me a wonderful distraction. you have my gratitude and appreciation!
I'm sorry to hear you've been in pain and not getting the proper treatment for it, that's awful. But I'm glad my art and ramblings have been able to take your mind away from it. I hope things work out for you soon!
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sleepyberrypie · 7 months
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[SPOILERS FOR EP 9 AND 10 FIONNA AND CAKE]
damn, really took meeting a girl and her cat from the alternate universe in his head, trekking the multiverse, being hunted by a higher cosmic being, and a "choose your own adventure" book chosen by ur kind of ex who is now a being of chaos and destruction for Simon to realise he should live life to the fullest.
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marymekpop · 1 year
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you and I, the intersection & union of two universes  
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aria-ashryver · 1 month
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caesar keel over yet?
ik you sent this a couple weeks ago, but i thought it was funnier if i answered it today
IDES OF MARCH FINAL STATS!!
Diagnosis: Aggressive HER2+ ductal carcinoma, weakly estrogen positive, metastasized, technically incurable Name of Tumor: Caesar Classification: little bitch
108 IV lines / blood tests / self-administered injections
19 Eggs harvested
9 Embryos frozen
8 Supplementary medications
5 Ultrasounds
4 Computed Tomography (CT) scans
3 Mammograms
3 Chemo regime changes
2 Core biopsies
1 Positron Emission Tomography (PET-CT) scan
1 Bone Scintigraphy
1 Multigated Aquisition (MUGA) scan
1 Echocardiogram
1 Electrocardiogram (ECG)
1 round of genetic testing
1 "this is the biggest tumour I have seen in my recent years as an oncologist"
1 reclassification from Stage 2 to Stage 4
1 "this is one of the best responses to chemotherapy I have ever seen"
(and GOD KNOWS how many litres of Paclitaxel, Pertuzumab, and Trastuzumab pumping through my veins...)
We can safely call it. At my last clinic, my oncologist told me he was happy with that my last few scans had remained stable, and that I wouldn't require any surgery or radiation therapy.
Folks. I did it.
CAESAR'S ASS IS DEAD YALL I BEAT CANCER HAPPY IDES OF MARCH 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪
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ask-dawnanddusk · 2 months
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"THIS IS MOST TROUBLING NEWS, MY OCEAN."
"Indeed. There has not been an attack such as this in many, many centuries."
"DO YOU SUSPECT VILE INTENTIONS? ANOTHER BLOODY CLASH UPON US?"
"Perhaps. Our friend is well respected in this world, well known and beloved. None would dare attack him. Therefore the only logical solution would be that someone not of this realm has done this deed."
"VERY WELL. I SHALL SPREAD THE NEWS TO THOSE OF US ON LAND."
"And so too shall I speak to those legends under the oceans waves. Travel to and from here must be restricted. We cannot have another would-be conqueror entering our world."
"THEN SO BE IT. MAY THE OCEAN CURRENTS GUIDE YOU SWIFTLY."
"May the magma flow warm your scales."
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Somewhere far away from the two titans, the sound of wing beats heralded the return of a golden phoenix. It landed gracefully, wind ruffling the blades of grass beneath it, talons digging into soft soil.
"I see you have returned, my lord." A monotone voice greeted. "All is well I presume."
"Yes yes, everything has gone wonderfully." The Ho-oh responded cheerfully, "Unfortunately that false Lugia got away, but I have everything I need to ensure that won't happen again."
"My lord?"
"Oh, no need to worry a feathers on your tail, that nasty brute won't find us. I doubt he would even have the brain power to think of coming here! Much less the strength. My flames did quite a number on him."
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"Now, onto more exciting news~! Oh dear one, come out into the light."
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"I have a most wonderful gift for you~"
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theloveinc · 9 months
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omg katuski as kendall…so true bestie…anyways i like to imagine aside from looks reader is actually really good at their job which inturn makes them EVEN MORE SEXY TO THE OFFICE!!!
(succession!au tag - here!)
do notttt make me turn this into a post abt character x smart!reader bc that's my whole fucking life and i'll die defending it before i die doing anything else. on god.
but anyway, in the succession!au too?? *starts foaming at the mouth and spitting*
LIKE, they're almost all fucking nepo babies of SOME sort, cuz even the ones with more humble beginnings (like Kiri and Deku) never had to work that hard w/ Bakugo and All Might by their sides, helping to both teach them abt business AND offer them fancy jobs...
so meeting someone (Y-O-U) who actually labored for what they have? and truly earned their position w/ hard work and genuine smarts???
ooooh it's so sexy to them, especially since you can see right through almost all of their shit and don't give into their stupid requests and business moves just bc you wanna be in their favor or suck dick for a better position.
(let it be known that Deku has fumbled a few good deals letting a new recruit make decisions on his behalf just because he wanted to get in their pants... a fact that never fails to make bakugo smug asf LOL)
But there you are, working hard + minding your business AND THEY LOVE IT; love when you charge into meetings and assert your points, or fight back when you think a plan is stupid, even if that plan is All Might's or Bakugo's... you actually care about the company and they can tell.
...which is why you end up getting invited to all the foreign business meetings where the boys drool over your nice, revealing vacation clothes at the same you negotiate business...
and if your blatant denial of their interest in you and focus on your work makes them all the more horny? THAT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS.
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ihatebnha · 2 years
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Hum idk if I remember everything I wrote let's see: barbarian Bakugou from the fantasy Opening probably brings you dead animals/trophies like a random stray or pet hunter animal who is showing affection/trying to show off/worried you need help getting food
Thank u sooo much for sending this again (I'm just a big boo boo about pets dying, literally makes me SO upset , seems like u got everything included so hopefully i was able to capture the initial vision right, too <333
(warning: slight dubcon but it's mostly just confusion, some eating stuff + i take a lot of liberties here)
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LMFAO YES THOUGH, barbarian!Bakugo acting so much like a feral (momma) cat trying to live in your house. Bringing you combinations of dead animals and foraged goodies, even if the animals are like... concerningly weird and strange (sometimes deer, rabbits, and birds... but also foxes, wild pigs... skunk).
And what's funny is you try to get him to stop and explain that you're fine and you don't need his shit, but... he just DOESN'T believe you and continues bringing you stuff. No matter what.
Maybe cuz he's the village's best hunter but like... seeing that your cottage (?) isn't decorated in pelts and branches of herbs and drying meats 24/7 makes him soooo concerned. The first time he manages to bully his way through your door, he's sitting at your humble little eating table and just looking around... terribly grumpy while he unloads his pack.
(He's thinking about the fact that his future bride is probably starving, you're thinking that he's WEIRD).
And he can totally speak but... in my head I always imagine barbarian!Bakugo as super quiet, so it's not like he ever explains any of this to you, either. Just sort of... wedges his way into your life via brute force.
You see him at the market, haggling with the meat stall about how much he should be paid for his most recent hunt.. and the second he notices you without a fur pelt on, just like... rushes over to throw his own over your head. You try to stop him and shove his arms off of and he's just blocking your way until you keep it on.
And he's always like... coming over and skinning animals right there in your yard, salting them and everything and leaving them out to dry as though you don't have your own curing processes going on. Probably even takes off his furs and just does it in his loincloth, too. You can't even ask him what's going on without having to bear witness to all... that. All the girls who live next to you flock to your fence to watch except he just keeps glancing at you to see if you’re looking.
(It's also funny cuz after, he always waits for you to eat, too. Won't leave until he sees at least something go into your mouth... and when he does, sits there until you to tell him the cut of it was good, or the seasonings were right. Literally with his ears perked up and eyes all wide.)
It's probably not until the your country's yearly courting festival that you realize his goal. It's kind of a big deal for your village mostly cuz everyone is expecting Bakugo to like... compete for another nation's princess... but nah. The second all the eligible men are allowed to ask for someone's hand in marriage, he's running right for you.
(And the same stuff still happens, skunks and all, just... now you're officially engaged LMFAOOOO.)
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ghost-proofbaby · 4 months
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"santa, you bitch."
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