#Bad Kind Of Butterflies

[sempiterna-luminiscencia]

Bad, bad butterflies in my chest

There's something I gotta confess

Yes, somebody's stuck in my head

#tumblr #aesthetic #frases #camila cabelo icons #bad kind of butterflies #love #heart #confundir

[hurtflowrs]

🦋 Bad kind of butterflies 🦋

📷 from @jessicamitchel

#camila cabello #romance #jessicamitchel #bad kind of butterflies #butterfly #love #beauty

[tessandscottforever18]

Camila’s instagram stories (June 17) - All together pt 1

#camila cabello #camila’s instagram #beautiful remix #find u again #bad kind of butterflies #L.A.

[womanlikelovato]

Camila Cabello - Bad Kind of Butterflies (Live at Rock in Rio)

#camila cabello #rock in rio #familia #bad kind of butterflies #Youtube

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

somewhat satisfied with this... pretty butterfly man...

#didnt want to diverge too drastically from his canon palette #but butterflies never retain their caterpillar colors so. blue-green & pink howdy supremacy #and a lot of butteflies have black bodies/legs and also dark gradients on arms/hands Absolutely Fucks #so he gets fancy black gradients! and cool wings! #his wings were a Bitch to do ngl #also fluff... butterfly fluff... #in my mind the back of his hindwings have big ol eyespots on em & smaller ones on the forewings #which you can kind of see #scribble salad #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #howdy pillar #yassified howdy <3 #i didnt have to make him pink. but i did. for all of our sakes. #pink/teal is The color combo no i dont take criticism. im right. #its like the bad bitch version of red/blue #WAIT IMPORTANT QUESTION. googling if butterfly fluff is soft #probably... ive always been too scared of hurting them to pet the ones ive caught/held #theyre not as sturdy as moths or bees. both of which are very soft and i wish they were dog-sized #so i could have a honeybee pet. #GETTING OFF TOPIC ONCE AGAIN #howdy Is very sturdy tho! so it'd be totally safe to- #actually yknow what im gonna stop right there

[skoulsons]

“Dad!”

The pitter patter of Sarah’s little feet trudging through the upstairs hallway and coming to a squeaking halt outside his door was always a welcome replacement for whatever beeping from hell his clock was set to.

It wasn’t often, especially as she got older—though she was only ten—but Sarah loved being with him in the morning before he drove her to school and he worked an eight hour shift at the site. Their nights were always spent together as Sarah told him about her day at school as he caught up on dinner, or Joel complaining in depth about all that happened at work that day just so Sarah could throw him a sarcastic look of I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Their nights were constant. It was down time for just the two of them to sit in front of the tv or for Sarah to curl up against him or prop her feet in his lap as she did homework.

The mornings felt more special. They didn’t always get them. Joel sleeps late, they miss breakfast, or Sarah’s sick. But the mornings they get—the times when they snuggle together, most often in silence—are always exceptional.

Sarah has a sleepy smile on her face and her hairs all folded over to one side when she steps through his door, making her way to his bed. “Morning, dad,” she says, only making half an effort to crawl into his bed before plopping down next to him.

Joel rolls over onto his back, his head turned to the side to meet her eyes. He smiles at her, warm and bright. “Mornin’, baby girl. How’d you sleep?”

She nods, her eyes half shut. “Good.”

“Good. No bad dreams?”

“Mm-mm,” she mumbles, scooting closer to him.

She hooks both her arms around his one, holding on to it and resting her head on his deltoid. She blows out a sigh, the air hitting his arm and traveling over his chest. “Do you have to go to work?”

Hs turns his head to her, his chin siting atop her head. He kisses her once, lifting his head. “I do, kiddo.”

Sarah lets out a sigh and Joel can tell it’s a sad one. Her typical one when Joel gives her the same answer, her wishing every time that it’s different so she can drag him by the arm to fairs or ice cream stands with their newfound free time.

He wants it as much as she does. As tired as may get being a single father, he relishes when they get to be out of the house and he can hold Sarah’s hand in his as they’re out in public. To go out and give her experiences and memories she’ll carry into her adulthood. And, even if they’re forgotten by that point, at least he’s given her something that’s made her smile.

That’s all he could ask for, really.

“When will you be home?”

He directs his attention back to her, even though he can’t quite meet her eyes. “6 at the latest.”

She pulls away, an expectant look on her face as briefly changes the subject. “Sunday! We can do something Sunday! You’re not working!”

“That is a good idea, but…” he draws out the but slightly, the smile on his face growing. “I actually have a three day weekend this weekend. So that means-“ he turns completely on his side, hooking one arm under her side and the other going over her other side to pull her on top of his chest. Sarah giggles as he hoists her on top of him, holding her to his chest.

She speaks before he can finish his sentence. “Friday, Saturday, and Sunday?”

He laughs, “Yes ma’am,” he answers, kissing the crown of her head. “We get plenty more time.”

#uhhh idk this is kind of bad #thought about it in the shower #I was gonna make it longer and Joel throw out ideas out there #like them going to a nearby lake or the movies or a butterfly sanctuary or something #you know the typical things #but I got kind of lazy #very eepy #the last of us #the last of us hbo #joel miller #sarah miller #L fics

[liesmultixxx]

i fear i’m actually falling in love with this man

#having a crush #crushing #crushin hard #love #falling in love #having feelings #butterflies in my stomach #he’s so amazing #he cares about his future #he’s so smart #and so kind #super funny #works hard #likes to travel #he’s perfect #true boyfriend material #i want him so bad #down bad

[abutterflyobsession]

growing up when my mom praised me I was immediately Uh Oh. Because nothing is going to happen now, but at some later point when I inevitably make a mistake or displease her the hammer will come down. “I was so proud of you, I thought you were doing well but now you do this to me? After all I’ve given you? All I’ve done for you?” and every compliment and reward are taken back, crumpled up, and thrown back like rocks. All the good things mean nothing in the face of one bad thing. Back to square one, restart under a cloud of disgrace.

so today when I got glowing reviews on my annual assessment at work I felt uneasy the rest of the day :l

#a butterfly obsesses #praise = here hold this pretty bomb it could go off at any moment #what a stupid way to raise children #it taught me trying was useless because it will just all reset later #so why try at all? #but I'm not really in a bad mood rn #just kind of looking back and picking things apart while thinking 'wow that really was as dumb and unreasonable as I thought it was'

[joyridingmp3]

thinking about when my mother said to me that she wants to really make an effort to treat my younger sisters well so that they're able to recognise when they're being mistreated because they'll think "hey! this isn't the way im supposed to be treated" and that's when the penny sort of dropped... that's why im like this?

#because i literally. genuinely. don't. know. any better? #and then trickled in the pain of knowing that i wasn't worth enough to want to treat well #but it's not a dick measuring contest or anything. my sisters are great and I'm glad our mother wants to make changes for them #i truly am #but anyway. at least now im self aware #I've been tearing myself up from the inside wondering why i continuously find myself in situations where im being treated so badly #because obviously it's not everyone else. the common denominator is me #and I've been trying to figure out exactly what I'm doing wrong #my older sister said to me that it's the people that i choose #and i guess she definitely has a point there #but when my mother said this i was like oh. #it's not that i let people do bad things because im a pushover (though that was the case a while ago) #it's because i literally don't know the difference #and im so used to shitty behaviour that i can't recognise when it's happening #because it's always happening #crazy town. big weekend for revelations #i swear to god every time i get sick i undergo a new kind of metamorphosis caterpillar to butterfly style #continuously transform #mine

[softquietsteadylove]

Your latest one with the actor au gave me an idea!

On set there is suddenly a loud and very heated discussion between Gil and the director. Gil refuses to do a very heavy and dangerous stunt because he has done it only once and the result back then was a broken back (you can choose a different heavy injury if you want). He doesn’t want to do this or have it done by any other person because of the risks and danger. He tries to explain it politely but The director is stubborn, he wants this stunt in his movie and loosing his patience just yells at him very loudly that he is fired. Everyone on set is stunned and there is this heavy silence when Gil accepts it and walks away.

Everybody on set except the director knows what’s coming next when they see Thena

Let’s see what you will do because the drama will be real here 😁love your work!!❤️

"I said no!"

Thena's - and plenty of others' - head shot up as the small disagreement escalated into a full shouting match. She knew that they were discussing the upcoming stunts--one in particular that was more risky than the others.

"I don't remember giving you that choice!"

Thena set down her script and stood from her chair, walking slowly and steadily towards the commotion. She looked like a lioness, prowling closer and closer to her unsuspecting prey.

"The stunt is too risky," Gil continued to argue, waving his hand in the direction of the rig needed to even attempt it. "I've seen people completely paralysed by this. I've broken my back from it before myself! It's not worth it!"

"How long ago was that?!--a fuckin' decade?" The director freely scoffed at Gil, script in hand, all but laughing off his concerns. "Nothing will go wrong! And that's what doubles and insurance are for, aren't they?!"

"No," Gil continued, though, not to be swayed from it. "I'm not doing the stunt, and I won't let anyone from union do it for me either. The risk is too big. There are other stunts--other ways we can film it!"

"How 'bout you stop being a fuckin' pussy and do you fuckin' job!"

Gil, usually so soft spoken and sweet natured, didn't back down. He slapped away the director's hand pointing in his face and stood up straighter. His chest was fuller, shoulders wider, arms thicker; he couldn't be physically intimidated. "The answer is no."

"Then you're fired!"

Silence burst up into the ceiling and descended over the studio. Heads turned to look around, seeing what the general consensus was. Not that anyone could argue with the director without fear for their own job security.

Gil looked the director up and down, but seeing that he was facing down enough volatility already, he nodded, stepping back and holding up his hands. "Y'know what?--fine."

"No."

Gil blinked as Thena walked onto the soundstage and past him, her hair flowing behind her from her stride. He tried to reach out to catch her shoulder, "Thena, it's-"

"How dare you," she glared, setting her eyes on the director, who at least had the survival instinct to take a step back at her approach. He was quick to pull on his pride, again, but Thena held her ground. "How fucking dare you."

"Thena, this is between me and the big guy, so why don't you-"

"Don't bark orders at me!" she snapped. "Gilgamesh just told you that the stunt is too dangerous for anyone to be attempting, and your response is to say fuck it?"

"Look, Thena-"

"I am speaking!" she snarled at him, letting her voice reach a level she only really used when filming. But she was way too angry to stop now. "You do not ever speak to him like that! You owe half this film entirely to Gil's guidance and expertise and you know it! And your thanks is to try and deliberately endanger him?!"

The director barely got his mouth open.

"Don't!" Thena barked at him again, taking a few steps even further and backing him away from her. She lowered her voice, but let her anger double, "you let him walk away from this I go with him. And you will never see me again so long as you work in this industry."

"Thena," Gil attempted yet again to pull her back. They were the talent, yes, with a certain amount of leeway--rules bending for them this way and that. But their director wasn't exactly a small name in the industry either, and he could only imagine the impact on her career this kind of dispute could have.

"Never again." She meant it. And she had worked enough--technically speaking, she could probably retire if she wanted. Move her and Sprite out of their massive hollywood house and into a nice little place just the two of them.

The director stared at her, trying to discern how much of it was just big talk and how much of it she meant. He saw no wavering, though. He crossed his arms with a huff. "Fine."

"Louder."

"Thena, it's okay," Gil finally came up behind her, trailing his hand ever so lightly down her arm. She had saved their jobs, but if she endeavoured to further humiliate the guy Gil could see them getting both getting blacklisted as difficult to work with. "Look, we'll talk about it more, okay? But let's just...call it. Just for now."

The director, who certainly was not going to back down with the entire crew now watching the interaction, huffed. Although he at least had the sense to keep quiet.

Thena took one more look at the director she now officially had a record low opinion of before letting Gil pull her away. "Fine."

Gil was gentle about it, but wasted no time in getting Thena out of the director's face before she could say something that would get everyone in the room thrown off the lot. He didn't risk even looking back until he had pulled her into their dark little corner with their chairs set up next to each other.

"The nerve of him," she growled to herself as they finally came to a stop. She was still glaring back at the set, where the director was saying to take down the stunt rigging as if nothing at all had happened.

"I know, I know," Gil placated as he attempted to pull her to sit in her chair. She threw herself into it, scraping the folding legs of it on the concrete floor below them.

"Directors," she rolled her eyes at the very title, "half of them aren't even worth the title. And every time I work with him, he's always acting like directing action is some revolutionary thing. And you've done half of his work for him in this! And-"

"Thena," Gil cut her off, waiting until she was looking at him to smile, taking her hand in his. "Thanks for coming to my rescue."

Thena tightened her hand against his, her smile genuine but her brows still knitted together. "Of course, Gil, I...I couldn't do any of this without you."

"Hey, yes you could," he said gently, nudging her in an attempt to pull her out of her contentious mood.

She sighed, letting at least some of her tension leak out of her. "Perhaps--but I wouldn't want to, is the point."

Gil looked down at their hands, sitting on the armrests of their chairs, pushed together completely. He leaned his head down, "I probably wouldn't have let him fire me. But I wasn't about to argue with him over it right here and now."

Thena puffed through her nose, her head also hovering close to his, "well, I was quite happy to. And I wouldn't have let him fire you even if I hadn't been here when it was happening."

Gil grinned (almost flirtatiously). "Ooh, I have the Goddess of War protecting me."

"Well," she pursed her lips (almost flirting back). "Even big, strong action heroes need protecting sometimes."

Gil chuckled, tapping the tip of his nose against the tip of hers, "I'm a lucky guy, I guess."

#Thenamesh Actors AU #they're canoodling your honour! #they're acting all flirty and close right in front of my salad! #but also like #as if Thena would let them fire him #actors don't always have this kind of pull #but not only are they both the leads in this #but she's decided she can finally throw her weight around #if it's for this--for Gil #she practically doesn't sign on to projects if they're not doing them together anymore #not to be transparent or anything #and yeah the crew could have seen this coming #because no one gets on their bad side without the other coming to their defense #Thena and Gil sitting over her with their little butterfly kisses and hand holding #sooooooooo platonically

[tessandscottforever18]

Camila’s performances for Rock in Rio (Sept 10)

#camila cabello #rock in rio #brazil #bad kind of butterflies #used to this #dream of you #señorita #never be the same #inside out #she loves control #havana #bam bam #don’t go yet

[999-roses]

anyone else get periods of like. idk intense weepiness like the world is just so massively suffocatingly beautiful? humans struggling through history (history including the present) and the horrors are so real and sometimes we've turned on the ones closest to us but we [humanity at large] didn't give up. or the vast symphonic cacophony of human languages, spectrums of expression like a ray of light striking an opal, scattering into innumerable dazzling scintillations, but in this sea of delightful chaos, I can speak to you. and across the confines of language we reach out to express to connect to spark and see the spark in the Others, across cultures across time we will build bridges aashdahdhahhhhhh infrastructure and architecture is so cool this glorious experiment of life on life on life and all its expressions will continue and hopefully will continue even when I'm gone.. well, it must coalesce because the threat of nuclear war and annihilation means ALL humans lose. eons of love cannot end here. the ultimate tragedy of the last link of a broken chain

or maybe i just got off my sleep schedule and insomnia/staying awake wayy too long swerves my brain into mania-lite zone send help someone force me to sleep. why am i crying about the ability to see colors.

#+ delete later maybe idk #+ rambling time #+ my poasts #even while mildly incoherent my brain go BRRR NO NEW COLD WAR #back to slow. unpaved. & uneven path of self-study #fucked up sleep schedule is so bad for me but! when else would i raptly listen to new world symphony or revisit butterfly lovers concerto #yo its kind of fucked up that i dont have the attention span to sit down & listen to whole symphonies when not hopped up on insomnia #rachmaninoff mood tho tbh

[rayssion]

So I was rereading one of my comfort fics and it's about a polyamorous relationship, so character A was walking ahead talking to their friends, characters B and C were walking slowly together at the back. Character B stumbled and nearly fell so C caught them and

"darling, are you alright?"

SGLNGKKGHK, at that moment I let out an inhuman squeal and started kicking my feet excitedly, both from the fluff and from the second hand embarrassment, and my baby cousin was playing next to me and when he heard me basically screaming he crawled to me as fast as he could, poor baby was afraid and he nearly cried, lol sorry not sorry.

#it's the same xiaohenyang fic lol #“bad kind of butterflies” on Wattpad

[irafuwas]

pics from today's walk 🌿

#misc #do you guys remember that episode of spongebob where sandy has to leave town and she asks spongebob and pat to housesit #and they're like ok sure bitch so they go to her place and take care of her pets and they come across what looks like a worm #but its actually a caterpillar and it eventually turns into a butterfly and it like burns down bikini bottom #and they would keep showing those really scary close up shots of the butterfly!?? #that episode came out when i was like 5 years old and the butterfly close up shots scared me SO bad #i hated butterflies for years and would run away whenever they chased me #anyways so today that old fear kind of resurfaced #i got chased by butterflies i had to run through clouds of mosquitoes and swarms of dragonflies #i got harassed by a tarantula hawk (if u dont know what those are and are scared of bugs pls dont google it) #when i went to use the potty by the trails guess what i didn't notice was in the stall w/ me until i had my damn pants around my ankles!! #a WASP #yes im almost 30 and i still say “potty” shut the hell up #anyways that's my story

[tauntedperfume]

I can’t tell if these heart palpitations are from anxiety or a crush but i sure am feeling things, and isn’t that the human experience?

#aroace #babies first crush!!!! #cool story when i was 12 we were close friends and i thought i liked him but it was comphet #then cuz of covid we kind of split off when i was 13 ish and then met him again when i was 16 #we barely talked over the year but there was enough text conversations for me to convince myself he had a crush on me #and asked me on a date and i didnt realize #so i had a panic attack because of that but mostly because guys i dont like back liking me freaks me out #but now i actually have a crush on him (i got butterflies for the first time) #and i just think its really funny #also he has a crush on his best friend :((( i still have a chance but its bad