beauty queen ⁽ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖˡᵃʸ⁾

[nanfeng]

Dude, she totally stepped on your balls.

[gameraboy]

Scooby-Doo, Where Are You! (1969), “A Gaggle of Galloping Ghosts”

[fashionsleuth-blog]

@awkwardpines

She was practicing for her upcoming act tonight, or that was the excuse she gave for heading off to the big top by herself anyway. With her features made up with white paint, bonnet placed atop of her head at a jaunty angle, and auburn waves falling over the large, puffed sleeves of her purple-and-yellow dress, Daphne certainly was a sight. Decked out fully in her costume, she stood around as if she were waiting for something to happen; which, she TOTALLY was, and then, it did! A palm curled around the handle of Daphne’s umbrella as soon as she made out a rather suspicious looking shadow trailing along behind the tent flap.

Not recognizing the silhouette, she immediately went to investigate, holding herself, waiting, waiting for the opportune moment to — until she lifted it up in a dramatic flourish. Then, she blinked, eyes lowering and flickering with surprise.

❝Hey! Are you…snooping?❞

[bleedingchivalry-deactivated201]

            Even with his arm freed, Stefan followed after her brisk pace. His eyes scanned over her bike before drifting back onto its owner. He had absolutely no qualms with riding behind her, unlike other men who might. He just didn’t want to seem out of line with how closely he’d be to her and where his hands would be residing. Stefan cleared his throat. Then AGAIN, she wouldn’t have suggested this if she didn’t trust him either. Daphne was open and gave her trust earnestly, Stefan didn’t want to break it.

            ❝I don’t have problem with you driving. Actually, I think I’d prefer if you do after how I RUDELY stared off into space back there.❞ Anxiety quelled in him at his confession, like a white elephant had been released into the room. But Stefan didn’t have too much pride to admit when he was wrong or did something unfavorable. He was honest before before shuffling unimportant things like this under the perdurable rug. ❝I apologize for that too. You deserve to have my full attention, not just half of it.❞His hands reached for the matching helmet resting in her palms. Pulling it from her grasp, he cradled in his own. ❝I would like to go on a drive with you, and give you my undiverted attention. Regardless of whatever impression I might have given you back there, I DO enjoy spending time with you, Daphne.❞

[fashionsleuth-blog]

Chin lifted, she regarded Stefan with an admittedly impressed expression. Daphne was far more used to oblivious boys with a more likelihood of noticing a trap than the unspoken signals she was putting out right in front of them --- well, namely one. But Stefan not only NOTICED them, but he heeded her words and allowed her to take the lead without so much as any hint of protest or boast of a threatened, male ego along the way. That was smart, that was good, Daphne could roll with that. She smiled widely. Besides, the way his naturally gentlemanly words flowed was enough to make anyone feel paid attention to, special even. She figured he was beating himself up for the both of them as it was. Really, all Daphne wanted was to have a fun time with him and for Stefan himself to have fun! 

Playing pool in the Mystic Grille didn’t seem to be doing it for him, so switching it up and getting out of there only made sense. In the meantime she was able to show off her skills.

She spoke as she climbed on top of the bike. ❝Wow, you SURE do sound like you want to make it up to me...❞ Instead of outright stating his apology was accepted, Daphne started the engine and began backing it out of its spot, before gesturing confidently with a crook of her finger and raising her voice, ❝Start by getting over here and hop on!❞

[bleedingchivalry-deactivated201]

             He took his time in shutting the door behind him, staring out into the yard just to make sure no one else had followed her. With the door softly slamming shut, Stefan followed behind her into the entry hall. He placed his hands at his sides, palms running over the fabric of his jeans. Mystic Falls had quite a full stories running through it. Most might find them propitious, but others would transfixed in the different beliefs and superstitions. Little did they know, those rumors were actually real historical events that had transpired.

             ❝You can find quite a bit of interesting literature in this town.❞ He replied curtly, an incline of his head given as he looked down the halls of the spacious manor. ❝And that’s right. He took care of the place in the absence of my brother and I. Damon, my older brother, recently got married and I took some time away from Mystic Falls.❞ Stefan shook his head, his lips quirking up slightly at her amazement. She came from a well-off family also, and most of the estates were set with maids and grounds keepers. The Lockwood’s were a fine example. But they were also a family who enjoyed flaunting their money and self-worth into the faces of those around them. To Stefan, they weren’t the a preferred flavor, feeling they were entitled and above the rest simply because Mr. Lockwood was the town mayor, and came from a long linage of prideful men and women.  ❝We don’t have any of those things. But we manage very well. Zack is very passionate about the upkeep, and Damon is quite the CLEAN FREAK when it boils down to it. You might find it surprising given his personality. My Uncle Zack has always seemed proud to be a member of the Salvatore bloodline, though. He does quite a bit for the town too. I’m not entirely sure where he finds the time for it though.❞

             He slowly led her deeper into the household, stopping at the banister to glance up the staircase and then down across the way into the well-furnished living room. ❝Enough about that though. Would you like to start the tour upstairs or downstairs?❞

[fashionsleuth-blog]

Inside of her, Daphne was overrunning with enthusiasm to have such an experience. Stefan could have rejected her request, but all that would have done was prompt Daphne to drop by again and sneak around the property. Signs warning intruders of no trespassing being tolerated weren’t enough to ward her off, being outright turned away wouldn’t be either. Instead, Stefan was turning out to be QUITE the willing tour guide. In the process of getting an insider’s look of the place for herself she was learning more about her classmate: the mysterious and alluring Stefan Salvatore, hunk of Mystic Falls High School. Oh yeah, he was definitely one of the hottest topics on campus. Up until today, Daphne hadn’t even so much as shared a simple conversation with him. Now she was learning all sorts of things about the guy, all while taking a stroll through the interior of the Salvatore Boarding house! She was well aware that so many girls would just DIE to be in Daphne’s place instead.

❝You have an older brother? Is he here?❞ She wasn’t opposed to meeting him or being introduced for that matter. Daphne was interested in the Salvatores, that was for sure. Her head tilted to the side, neck craning as if she would spot him or his newly wedded wife coming around the corner. She straightened, returning her attention to him with a thoughtful gleam shining in her eyes as she observed, ❝Your Uncle Zack sounds like he’s a PRETTY important figure in this town.❞

The walls were beige with dark wood paneling, and the sconces were dimmed lower than was normal. It added an eerie, low lit effect the further they walked inside. They had passed by the living room, Daphne catching a glimpse through the arched entrance leading inside, when they came to stop in front of the stairwell’s banister and Stefan addressed her. ❝OH! I get to pick?❞ Daphne asked brightly, slanting a warmly appreciative look at him for his decision to factor in her input. She liked that. ❝Let’s head into the living room! I mean, it’s right there.❞

[vegyta-deactivated20181007]

My kink is people underestimating me and ending up wrong and embarrassed

[chemicallynutso-blog]

                     ❝ STAY EVIL DOLL FACE.  ❞

HEAVY COMIC & BATMAN THE ANIMATED SERIES INFLUENCE // MULTI-VERSE HARLEY QUINN // CHEMICALLYNUTSO

[hotglamourizer-deactivated20220]

Zuhair Murad – Fall / Winter 2015_2016

[ryatonix]

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i’m not giving a DL link, please buy the song when it’s released

[deadgirldani]

“When they said tune in, turn on, and drop out   

                                  …I don’t think it was meant to be taken literally.”

[lovedloudlyarchived-blog]

[lovedloudlyarchived-blog]

This  demon  didn’t  even  seem  to  know  who  we  were,  which  by  the way  I  find INSULTING    !  quote credit: [ x }

[drytcast]

                               [ Elwood doesn’t answer ]

                                                                                                                       written by mel.

[gameraboy]

Cartoon aerodynamics

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[102runway]

[bleedingchivalry-deactivated201]

            Stefan’s eyes shut, but he didn’t release her. For his introvertedness, Stefan wasn’t entirely a cold person. He just wasn’t nearly as warm as Daphne, even pressed up against her the warmth of her skin bleed over to him. He was controlled and calculating, she wore her heart openly and passionately. Maybe it was selfish to take advantage of her compassion, but she hugged him back and it set a wave of ease over his mind of swirling negativity and foreboding. The smell of her sweet perfume still clung to her skin and the clean scent of her shampoo and conditioner were in her straight red hair. It felt nice. But Stefan had to stop or he might never let go. His fingers drifted down to cress through her silky red locks and he pulled back to look at her face, large hands covering her slim shoulders.

            ❝Thank you,❞ he said. His green eyes looked into her sea of deep, calming blue. She wasn’t afraid of him, and she didn’t see him as a monster. Stefan wasn’t used to getting close to others, of either gender really. Not as friends, not as loves, he was always destined to walk the path of the lone wolf. He’d out live the people he met and knew, and he’d leave them when they realized he wasn’t growing any older like they were. He was forever going to look seventeen. To most, that would probably seem the most horrific. However, Daphne didn’t seem to care about the things that pained him. In the end, she just wanted to offer solace. ❝The same can be said about, Daphne. You aren’t like a lot of the people I’ve met. I mean that in a good way.❞

[fashionsleuth-blog]

She wasn’t exactly a stranger to receiving hugs, being apart of a group of closely knit best friends who had no qualms expressing their love for one another with easy bursts of familiarity. This wasn’t comparable to that however, with the way Stefan’s fingers were sifting down through the long strands of her hair, the lingering press of his body against hers. When they finally drew apart, he was still touching her, the gentle weight of his palms resting on the tops of her shoulders. Stefan hadn’t released her and stepped back, unconcerned with their close physical proximity as he stared DEEPLY down into her eyes. She took in the shimmer of emotions, open and unmasked, held within emerald depths, and she was more positive than ever --- he was the most human person she knew. His good heart made him human.

❝Your welcome!❞ The impulse to grin that tingled in her cheeks and SPREAD her lips quickly won out. Daphne was nearly melting from the way he was staring, and she had definitely never felt like that toward any of the Scoobies. Not even Freddie. The chiseled lines of his face, the thickness of his brows, the strength of his muscular arms, top that off with being at the center and focus of such intent attention --- it was more than enough to make a girl’s heart rev, skipping a beat or even two. ❝Yeah, I’m really not, am I?❞ Stefan was handsome, anyone with a pair of eyes could see that. He was intense, passionate, and had the kindest soul. But for all his talk of being a MONSTER, his self deprecating and unfairly low view of himself, Daphne only found she liked how he made her feel. Her smile softened at the thought. 

[motherethel-blog]

❝ And she loved her little boy very, very much — she                       even loved him more than herself. ❞

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