#theyyyyyy <3

[vulcaner]

foaming at the mouth to be quite honest

#the old guard #i am so fucking excited #theyyyyyy <3 #i need it 🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻

[shadowedvales-a]

i want you to sit right down and wait for me to bring you some ice, from steve harrington ;; @emptyheir

no one kept score of how hard she tried, sailing through space, awaiting the next blow to arrive. it's why she went to steve, rather than straight home— jane wasn't sure how her aunt would react to an entrance clad in sprinkled crimson; wasn't ready to imply further disappointment. " i didn't want to come here, but becky is still really upset about... um. about angela. and i don't want her to freak out. " shrugged tightly as if it were the most casual thing. jane still saw ganders of guilt in her aunts face, sorrow and rotting apology for not believing her existence. the incident at the roller rink only reinforced it, in par with a blaze of fury against the school system, the so called 'good-for-nothing-authorities', and the 'whole-goddamn-town' as she'd so fiercely expressed on the phone to an unknown recipient. despite a firm two weeks passing, there's still a strange tension in their household, [not aimed at jane, but what'd been done to her] hugs lingered a tad longer, snacks stocked up, favourite films purchased on vhs... if she'd gone back in this state, becky would probably have packed up and taken them to disneyland, just to try and make her feel better.

gash upon the cheek scarcely stung anymore though she found herself pulling knuckles into a vice-like grip; all bleeding ceased, long since picked out the tiny pieces of gravel ingrained in her skin. but the biggest concern lay elsewhere... " do you think you can help me fix my bike? " ash-dry expression, unwillingly choked back on saying it aloud. jane rode home nearly every afternoon unless driven by becky or a friend; she'd hardly gotten five minutes from school when her front wheel seized up, skidded on the road and threw her off with a horrid thump. hands protected majority of the fall, aside from the nasty scratch down her face and abraded knees; the land an awkward and embarrassing one. closer inspection revealed the chain link of gears distanced from their usual positioning, as if deliberately toyed with, ripped from the appropriate tracks. jane attempted to fiddle around with them, but barely knew what to do, as stinging eyes halted any concentration.

trudged the path to the first place she'd thought of, softly asking for steve's assistance when he'd opened the door to her hung head, dripping knees and tangled hair. she'd explained simply that she fell off her bike and it hurt. it's all she needed to say to be ushered inside, bike and all, blood cleaned away by his gentle hand and reassuring words every time she winced. she might've braked too hard on her trip to school and dislodged the instruments, [she'd like to believe that's what happened] however, considering her conflict with angela reached a new high alongside a large audience, going to school was harder than ever. silent vandalism and torment, she supposed, was a possible occurrence which hadn't been considered thus far. " the wheel is all flat now. " she continued while he busied himself, legs propped up on the couch, shoes off, leaning against two pillows almost the size of her. " i can't figure out what happened to it. maybe i will need a new one? i don't know. i love my bike but i bent the handles too. " tone grew hitched, stressful events finally caught up to her and brought buried emotions right with it. she turned to silence for the moment lest she cry; hopper bought her that bike, her first ever christmas present.

#* 𝕵. ᴀʀᴄ ⁰⁰⁷ˑ ❫ a grave attempt to continue. #emptyheir. #theyyyyyy <3 #this is such big brother coded fr #yes this is two months old we r ignoring that

[isjasz]

[Day 287]

HAPPY EARTH DAY to plant some potatoes :D THIS IMPROMPTU COLLAB WENT BONKERS WTF

Colors by @sillyfairygarden @bad12amcomic (also prompt from her) and @kunehokki in order and lineart/sketch by me!

#dddaily4sherin #mumbo #grian #goodtimeswithscar #hermit #hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 8 #hermitblr #my art #partly????????? #eirian STOP MODIFYING THE GODDAMN CANVAS IM STRUGGLING TO PICK WHEN TO SAVE /SILLY #eating up the rendering from everyone holyshit THEYYYYYY #i didnt get to yell too much bc choco screamed at me to post but u guys did amazing HELL YEA #i wanted to zoom in to see the rendering process ok my test can wait for tmr #but yeah earth day! lets take care of the earth we only have one <3

[the1trueanon]

@nonomives just your normal typical Victorian couple, out for a stroll :3 (please click for better quality 😅)

#theyre so normal #yep #all normal here #vampires? who? either of them? nahhhhh /j #hehehehe im love they #this is really just my comfort au lmao #also! hehehe #rosemary totally has her hair tied back with one of wally's ties or something :3 #he'd probably start wearing roses/rose pins or something in return :3 #theyyyyyy #anon speaks #anon rambles #anon's art #anon's doodles #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home vampire wally au #vampire wally darling #vampire wally au #vampire #wally darling #welcome home wally #welcome home oc #rosemary louis #welcome home rosemary #sage clearsky #welcome home sage #anon rambles in the tags #welcome home appleteashipping

[freensrcha]

SLEEP WITH ME (2022) - EPISODE 3

#sleep with me #lovi poe #janine gutierrez #wlwedit #asianlgbtqdramas #UHMM MORE THAN 10 GIFS #when did this happen #userbillkin #also THEYYYYYY <3 #i was kicking my feet giggling the entire time #except for ep 5 of course #111gif #hated how they chopped up that kiss #twas a nightmare #thinking about abandoning my noise era cause she looks terrible on mobile

[seeker-of-wonder]

Okay cool great met an actual, alive Prothean

EXPLAIN THE WATER TABLES TO ME THO

#what are theyyyyyy #first mass effect playthrough #mass effect 3 #prothean #new video game! #mass effect trilogy

[minwooks-moved]

#(🐝 rambles!) #txt.ultnet. ! 🧸 #THEYYYYYY 😵‍💫💖💗💘💞💓💕💘💖💕 #q’d <3

[aita-alternia]

heyyyyyy yyyyyyou’re in the caverns somewhere righty? have yyyyyyou happened to see anyyyyyy slitherbeasts down there? perhaps a group of them. perhaps painted purple and or green. perhaps traveling in a group and starving because theyyyyyy haven’t eaten in like 3 perigees. it’s totallyyyyyy cool if yyyyyyou haven’t but it would be awesome if yyyyyyou had and could give me an exact location and mayyyyyybe not tell anyyyyyyone about it either. not because i necessarilyyyyyy lost a group of violent and dangerous slitherbeasts that were supposed to be part of a bloodyyyyyy performance piece and mayyyyyy or mayyyyyy not have last been spotted in the caverns. but just for funsies yyyyyyou know?

I W^S ^BOUT TO BE IRRIT^TED BEC^USE WHY THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW WH^TS GOING ON IN THE ENTIRETY OF THE C^VERNS . BUT THIS ^SK IS SO PERPLEXING IVE FORGOTTEN MY R^GE. ILL FUCKING KEEP ^ G^NDERBULB OUT I GUESS?????

#not a submission #unreality

[enevera]

B N O Z :-3

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

fshdbfjhbhsv kenny/yuki bc of u lmao <33

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

...i am about to be SO salty

wlw

brains

less he/him only kenny. its what i deserve i know it

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Starlight by STARSET <- stsg song to have a Horrible time to :')

cheated a bit by picking a starset song i know but like. explodes, okay?

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go!

i am so sad bout the lack of csm zines. like i wasnt rlly surprised by the lack of fic bc the series is pretty tight-knit in terms of plot and characters, so most of the fic is just ship content, but the lack of zines is so so sad to me bc i WANT to do one but where are theyyyyyy. i would see abt doing one myself but like. i am too mentally ill and in uni for that unless it was all digital or smth idk. still very sad bc theres so much you could do and theres just like. nothing lmao

ask game!!

#anyway the giant csm piece idea i had is STILL haunting me #it would be so so ambitious and take so long but like.. it would be so coollllll #askask #friend tag #keniaku

[claryxjackson]

“You can stay as long as you need” for Jon and Cody!!

my babies!! this really got away from me in the beginning, but hopefully the ending is worth it?

New York City is loud; too loud. Mufflers misfiring, tires screeching against asphalt, the blast of horns tearing through the air as angry drivers battled to be heard above the general buzz and hubbub of the city. It combined in the air; creating an uneven symphony of chaos. She had snapped the grimy white paned window shut hours ago, but it did little to muffle the sounds of the city. Cody pulls a pillow—void of any covering, the fabric course against her skin—over her face, a sigh escaping her pursed lips. Isla Nublar had certainly been a lot of things—the chief point on her lifelong list of bad ideas, but at least sleep had come easily to her there. How could it not, with the blustery summer winds whistling through the ropes of her hammock as the brachiosauruses bellowed gracefully from their enclosure.

Cody pulled the pillow away from her face, cringing as the cold air reached her. She threw the comforter off of her, the paisley pattern fabric sliding to the floor, looking every bit the dejected pile of pattern she felt. The floor was cold beneath her feet and she shivered as a chill swept through her. She pulled her sweater tighter around her body as she shuffled towards her front door, lifting her keys from their spot on her dresser as she went. Her sneakers were tossed haphazardly by the front door, laces knotted tight, the synthetic fabric coated with a thin layer of grime. Cody pulled them on, foregoing the usual comfort of socks. She pressed the heels of her hands against her tightly shut eyes, grimacing as dancing spots of white light bloomed across her eyelids.

By the time she shuffled down the grime coated stairs of the subway station, the lights flashing in a starburst of colourless brightness had faded to little more than a ghostly smudge on the edge of her vision. She must have put her earbuds in at some point on her journey, but her mind, deprived of sleep for a handful of days—or maybe more, she couldn’t be sure—failed to pick up the memory. Bobby Darin’s voice crooned softly in her ears as she paid her fee and stood toe to toe with the yellow strip of paint scrawled on the subway platform. She marvelled at it, this single line of paint was all that stood between her and an electrifying death waiting on the tracks below. The quiet melody of the key song from Finding Nemo persisted through her earbuds as the subway rattled to a stop, and the doors hissed open. It melted into another jazzy tune as she tentatively stepped over the gap between the platform and the subway, her ankle gave a twinge as she stepped just a touch too hard, and her fingers grasped for the straps hanging from the ceiling. The world rocked beneath her feet as the subway took off, shooting into the darkness of the New York tunnels. The route was fresh in her mind as she tilted her head back and surveyed the map. It took all of her willpower to keep her eyes glued to the tangled spider web that made up the subway lines, instead of drifting over and surveying the handful of passengers who had also chosen to take to nighttime travel.

. . .

The apartment door loomed before Cody’s exhausted eyes, as her hand hovered just an inch away from the white painted wood. Her teeth dug into her lip, deep enough to send a fizzy jolt of pain through her, though she did nothing to remedy the situation, her attention fixated wholly on the issue at hand. Had she been crazy to come here? She wondered, mind suddenly fraught with an alien sense of panic. Jon’s words hung heavily at the forefront of her thoughts. “You can stay here as long as you need” he had smiled then, an almost sheepish sort of smile she would never have pinned on Job Grady, and Will had snickered quietly to herself as he hurriedly continued “if ever you want to, that is.”

She hadn’t taken him up on his offer then—she hadn’t needed to. She had procured an apartment of her own only a quick subway ride away, and at the time, she had thought herself capable of handling the isolation. Cody inhaled, her lungs rattling quietly within her chest the way they did when she was nervous. She had just made up her mind to knock on the door when it swung open.

“Uh,” Cody’s mind went blank, her usual gilded words and playful charm melting away as she stared at—or rather, up at—Jon Grady. A very much awake at midnight, Jon Grady.

“Ms. Barbieri just called me to tell me my girlfriend was here,” he said by way of greeting, his tone light and friendly, if a touch confused. Cody shrugged her shoulders, the nervousness she had felt earlier melting away, and she grinned at him.

“Well, it’s not my fault if she assumes things, and I may have pressed the wrong buzzer,” she admitted. “She’s a pleasant woman.”

“Are you,” Cody raised an eyebrow as his eyes flicked over her, taking in her appearance, “wearing pajamas?”

“So are you” she retorted, gesturing to his own outfit, which as far as she could tell, consisted of pajama pants patterned with little fish, and a t-shirt emblazoned with the all too familiar T-Rex logo of the ill fated Jurassic Park attractions. “Some people would say that’s in poor taste.”

“Bold coming from the girl wearing the same shirt,” Cody shrugged her shoulders in a nonchalant manner, even as the raptors’ pained screeches echoed in her ears. Her eyes flickered down to the shabby hallway carpet. “Are you gonna keep me standing out here all night?”

Jon stepped back from the door and held it open ever so slightly, and Cody slipped past him into the apartment, trying not to focus on how close he had been for that moment. She settled herself onto the couch, immediately crossing her legs and tucking her feet beneath her.

“So, what are you doing here?” asked Jon, taking a seat on the couch next to her. “Not that I don’t want you here, I’m just wondering what makes someone leave their apartment in the middle of the night.”

“Will gave me your address, and well,” the words caught in her throat, sticking from disuse. Cody shoved her hands deep into the pockets of her hoodie, her teeth once again worrying on her bottom lip. It shouldn’t be this difficult, she knew, to admit why she was here—to admit how she was feeling. She supposed Bishop had ruined that for her. “I can’t sleep.”

“Okay. You know my original offer still stands,” he told her, as reassuring as ever, and Cody was grateful for his complete lack of questions—though she caught the glint of curiosity shining in his eyes.

“I think I’m going to take you up on that, at least for this week,” she said, “even though, I think, I saw a raccoon on the stairs on the way up here.”

“Oh, that’s just George,” said Jon, his lips curving in a smile that informed Cody that he was joking—though she wouldn’t have minded seeing a raccoon or two. She dipped her head once, lapsing into silence as her eyes darted across the room to where the television was frozen on a snapshot of Camp Crystal Lake. Jon followed the path of her eyes and chuckled.

“Want to finish the movie with me?” he asked, though Cody suspected he already knew the answer as he flicked the film back on within seconds. A grin lit up her face as the screeches of the music played through the speakers, and the camera zoomed in on a young Kevin Bacon.

They lapsed into a comfortable silence as the movie played on. As the credits wound down, Cody’s lack of sleep finally seemed to catch up with her, and her confession slipped past her lips without so much as a second thought.

“New York is too loud, and cold. Everything is unfamiliar and,” she inhaled shakily. Jon had turned the tv off and she could see just the barest outline of his face in the darkness. “And since Will went out to the mountains or wherever to visit Owen, the only familiar thing is you.”

#ask: cody #my writing #cody skipton #our babies <3 #look i am obsessed with them its a problem #also #cody and jon matching outfit supremacy #fic: badlands #answer #luucypevensie #crossover #theyyyyyy #ch: jon grady #my beloveds #thank you so much for asking grace!! #c: jon x cody

[keikilahelas]

she is so much more than a part of the team !!! she is a part of him !!!

#THEYYYYYY #tears . actual tears . #they are soulmates #he knows it #this is what i will ever be talking about #it will live inside my mind rent free #adam du mortain #the wayhaven chronicles #twc spoilers #malak plays: twc 3

[heartshapedracetrack]

Fuuuuuuck yeah!!! Spurs spurs spurs! What a game

We love one (1) team  YESSSS what a game indeed jafhjf 

#theyyyyyy did that #<3<3<3 #ask #anonymous

[rampienmoved]

❝  you came back for me !  ❞  her sweet ,  lilting voice cannot contain its joy :  even now it spreads ,   from cheek to cheek ,  𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 .  she takes his hands with the utmost care ,  pulling him safely within the confines of the tower and her arms ,  and with a breathless laugh she beams upwards at him .

❝  i’ve something for you ,  ❞  rapunzel says at once ,  and she’s sure he’ll act surprised even still ,  𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 .

she tucks a wayward curl behind her ear , and while she has grown bold , her heart beats fiercely within her breast .

❝  i made a pie .  blackberry ,  ❞  she adds ,  and carefully ,  her fingers gently skim his cheek .   it has been long since they were strangers .

@amantesmultorum​​  liked to plot .

#amantesmultorum #writings . #reposted but! THEYYYYYY #if you want anything different or tweaked lemme know! <3 <3

[akkpipitphattana]

💝 + sandersyasmina you’re right, let’s show antania love

THANK YOU

@sandersyasmina hey bestie <3

okay okay, so i’ve loved on all of my gifts AND the robbe and sander videos enough so i don’t need to say anything, you know how much i love those

first of all… the good times video, like oh my GOD the way that video makes me emotional everytime i watch it. it’s just so GOOD and the lyrics match amazingly as always just… i don’t have words for how much i love it

up next i’m gonna go with this sobbe set because literally just… holy SHIT the way the colors fade?? to match the words?? and just the coloring in general is beautiful and the moments just GOD

and because we all know i’m a sucker for sun/moon dynamics, this sun/moon ziggy x cindy is just *chef’s kiss*. like the quote is just perfect and the scenes and you chose and the overlays just… theyyyyyy

send me a 💝 and i’ll give you three of my favorite things you made!

#this was so hard please #all of antania’s creations have a special place in my heart like skdkskd #asks #logan 🛸 #antania 💛

[intostarlight]

I didn’t do it. You have to believe me, Betty. Of course. I was with you. I know who you are.

#riverdale #riverdaleedit #bughead #bugheadedit #betty x jughead #mine* #gifs* #theyyyyyy are disgusting intimate and horrible #i want to break free . m p 3

[grasslandgirl]

i know i’ve already read most of it but i wanna hear you gush about royal adaine au!!

oh aster i am ALWAYS happy to talk about my royal adaine au...... i’m terribly blocked on it rn (riz pov is.... hard.) but someday i’ll work on it again i promise <3

“You know I didn’t mean it, right?” Fabian asked after a moment, breaking the uncertain silence that had spread between them like fragile spiderwebs. 

“Yeah.” Gorgug looked at Fabian, but his eyes were still firmly locked on the horizon. “And you know I don’t blame you, right? I shouldn’t have said that, I was just- I was so mad, and-”

“Yeah, Gorgug, I know.”

“You were right, I should have followed her, and I can’t keep blaming you and Aelwyn just because-” you don’t love me, Gorgug thought. He bit his lip and didn’t finish his thought aloud. If Fabian noticed, he didn’t say anything.

“I shouldn’t have fought with her either,” Fabian admitted. “I just don’t like thinking about it because then I start thinking about what’s happening to her in Bellwyn and-”

“And if you could’ve stopped it?”

“Pretty much.” Fabian sighed, running a hand through his hair. A piece fell into his eyes and Gorgug fought the urge to brush it out of his face. 

Instead, he said, “If Adaine was here she’d tell us there was nothing we could have done to stop it, that there are just things that are always going to happen.”

“She’d say it in that I have divination magic so I know better than you voice, too.”

“Yeah,” Gorgug chuckled, “and she’d tell us that we need to focus on the future and not on what already happened. If she was here, she wouldn’t blame us- she doesn’t blame us. Either of us, Fabian.”

“But she’s not here.” Fabian’s eyes were fixed on the horizon, the night sky stretching out beyond the trees. Despite everything, Gorgug couldn’t help the warmth in his chest. Fabian lived behind walls of pretense and arrogance, never letting anyone see him scared or lonely or sad. He always had to be strong, be brave, be the leader in perfect control. Even in their years of friendship, Gorgug had only seen Fabian’s carefully hidden vulnerable side a handful of times; but he knew how much the constant expectations Fabian held for himself weighed on his shoulders. And he could see how the fear of losing Adaine was hurting him- hurting them both. 

“I know,” Gorgug breathed. He reached out and gently placed a hand on Fabian’s shoulder, squeezing it in a sign of solidarity.

(theyyyyyy they they they they <333) 

send me a number/ title from this list and i’ll tell you about the wip and/or share a snippet from it!!