𝓐𝓵𝓮𝔁𝓮𝓲 𝓥𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓴𝔂 ..~💍

⋆ 💍𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓘 𝓗𝓮𝓻 , ||𝓗𝓮𝓻-𝓚𝔂𝓸𝓾-𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓼𝓮.||, "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼.", 𝓜𝓾𝓵𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓽 , 𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓪𝓷, 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮..⚜️ ⭒

[herculeese]

" 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓾𝓰 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓾𝓼, 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻. "

【𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋.】 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕨...

𝑯𝒆𝒚, 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆'𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 (𝑯𝒆𝒓-𝑲𝒚𝒐𝒖-𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆) 𝒐𝒓 𝑱𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕.

𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼 .

1. 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 18+ 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈.

2. 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐃𝐍𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚.

3. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐭.

4. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐅𝐏 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭.

5. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 12+, 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 12, 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠.

𝓣𝓸𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓼 .

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭, 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲, 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥, 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓼.

𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓫𝓼, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐂𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐔𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐌𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐭.

𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓼.

𝐒𝐲𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐲𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬.

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰...

【𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄:𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 ♥︎】

[fucktonofanatomyreferencesreborn]

A mouth-watering fuck-ton of hand angle references.

By Shadowcross on DA.

[kward-the-local-cryptid]

BLESS YOU, YOU  WONDERFUL PERSON

[herculeese]

Someone make this guy a millionaire

[sebsbarnes]

too sweet || tangerine

tangerine x reader

summary: tangerine is strong and bitter, much like a neat whiskey but you were sweet, like an aged wine, and he wasn't use to that.

warnings: none

word count: 1.2k+

a/n: requested by @whimsical-roasting inspired by lyrics from hozier's new song too sweet :)

masterlist

tangerine was harsh, uninviting. rigid and stern. he wasn't one to make small talk with the store clerk or mutter a hello to the person walking past him on the street. that was him, and he was unapologetically himself. he didn't care nor did he want to be that person who was over-joyous to strangers, it didn't entice him. what would he gain from exposing pieces of himself? he becomes vulnerable and that wasn't a word tangerine would ever describe himself as.

you were warm, inviting. gentle and kind. you were one to chat with the store clerk and greet the person walking past on the street. that was you, unapologetically yourself. you wanted to be that person who engaged with strangers whenever possible. you would gain so much from sharing and exchanging pieces of yourself with others. you felt secure.

tangerine faults himself for breaking that day he met you. he often wonders why his eyes cast a glance at you, but they did and that simple movement upturned his life.

it was a long day, a day from hell, actually. tangerine was exhausted from work and found himself dragging his feet home. his head screamed in pain, his throat felt tight from dehydration, and his stomach was practically eating itself. the flickering neon light of the convenience store caught his attention and the metal bell announced his arrival in the store. he wandered to the drink cooler and stuffed his arms with anything that sounded appealing. tangerine wanted a real dinner but unfortunately that night the snack aisle would be a five-star meal.

"you can never go wrong with these," a voice spoke and tangerine saw a pointing hand come into his field of vision. he mumbled under his breath some sort of 'thank you' and grabbed the bag of crackers.

that's when he looked over. that's when he saw you. that's when tangerine's normal hard exterior soon chiseled away in your presence. he felt his shoulders relax and he stopped gritting his teeth when you looked back at him and smiled.

"if you want something more hardy they got killer snacks up at the register. i'll admit i'm almost a regular here because of them. it's a bit embarrassing but the workers are really cool," tangerine stood there and listened to you talk. he liked the way your lips pulled up into a smile and how animated your face became. perhaps it was the pure exhaustion from the day that wore him down and made him engage in a conversation with you, or maybe it was just your warm presence.

it wasn't long after that night in the convenience store that tangerine ran into you again. he didn't see you at first but rather heard you. your booming voice and infectious laugh carried its way over to him. he was on a walk, an exercise he enjoyed, when the breeze carried you to him. he paused on the sidewalk and in some measly attempt to stall, tangerine re-stretched his legs until you came closer.

'hey! i remember you, how were those snacks?"

tangerine pretended to be caught off guard at first before responding, "pretty fuckin' good, i can't lie."

"told you!" you laughed with a wave goodbye.

tangerine found himself cemented to the sidewalk watching the back of your head disappear into the day, your arms flailing as you spoke to the friend beside you, and your voice slowly drifting away.

this would keep happening, tangerine running into you in public every few days in different places. it confused him a bit, to the point he almost considered that you were some spy out to get him and his arm would subconsciously drift to the knife in his pocket. each time he would stop himself when you began to talk about the most mundane things and share little anecdotes about yourself with him, like how last night you burnt your dinner and ate a whole bag of wonton strips you found in the back of your pantry from a recipe you cooked a year ago or how earlier that day you stepped in dog poop and didn't realize until you tracked it into the store. tangerine loved hearing you overshare and how kind you treated him even when he was a stranger.

in the months to come you and tangerine turned these random run-ins into deliberate meetings. at the park, at the movies, at a restaurant, at his home. you would notice the glances from people when tangerine stood beside you or the raised brow when tangerine was short with conversation while you talked the person's ear off.

"i know i'm not the friendliest but at least i don't grimace in people's faces," tangerine chided.

you tsked, running a hand up and down his bicep, "oh tang, don't mind them. they just don't know you like i do."

but he did start to mind how others perceived him after the two of you started dating. most people knew how outgoing and sweet you were, but tangerine didn't want to taint the image of you with him by your side. he didn't want people to start believing you were also this cold, stern, person. you couldn't even be if you tried. not only this but he felt guilty hiding his job from you. had you been aware you wouldn't be with him. each day you prioritized the happiness of others and never acted with malice, he was the stark contrast. he hated how he was beginning to love the sweetness.

it was late, 3am to be exact, and the two of you were lying in bed. your legs wrapped around tangerine and his head propped up on the satin. the tv cast a glow onto the bed, the array of colors illuminating your skin. it was an action movie. fast-paced, big cars, bad people, and drugs. your hand was placed on tangerine's cheek, the small digit of your thumb caressing the empty space below his eye. a gun sounded and your body jolted, eyebrows pulled together at the sight of the body falling to the ground.

"that's so scary. i can't believe there are people out there who want to hurt others," you sighed.

tangerine stiffened. he could hear the beat of his heart drumming in his ears and the way his hands became clammy. he watched as the main character aimed his gun at another person and pulled the trigger with no hesitation. that was him. he was watching himself and without you even knowing, you were also watching him. who he really was.

"why's your heart beating so fast. you a lil scaredy cat hm?" you joked rubbing your palm on his chest.

tangerine stifled a fake laugh, "just gettin' nervous for him," he winced at how pitiful his excuse was but you didn't seem to catch on.

he felt sick. you were too sweet for him, like grapes at the bottom of a barrel, aging into a sweet wine. he was foul-mouthed, hot-headed, impolite, and dangerous. he wasn't meant for you, didn't deserve you. he only ever knew the bold and strong taste of a black coffee or a neat whiskey. he wasn't used to the sweet flavor.

[mcflymemes]

BULLET TRAIN (2022) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

if you mention thomas the tank engine one more time, i'm gonna shoot you in the fucking face.

would you describe me as someone who lives in perpetual anxiety?

well, you also have a shoot-able face.

you never know what horrible fate your bad luck has saved you from.

thank you for taking the job on such short notice.

you are getting the new and improved me.

i'm less reactive to situations, i'm more accepting of people's shortcomings.

you put peace out in the world, you get peace back.

i'm not even trying to kill people and someone dies.

i could live here. i like the atmosphere, the people are considerate.

i know i'm being judgmental. i need to work on that.

this train is bound for kyoto.

i'm gonna assume you didn't take the gun?

you know, i'm thinking of starting my own agency.

what am i snatching and/or grabbing?

shit, i think i dropped my ticket.

you're bleeding.

who the fuck did i kill?

i think they'll notice the childish code names first.

when was the last time you ate a lemon meringue pie?

there's always a catch.

you idiots work for my father?

you ever watch thomas the tank engine? everything i learned about people i learned from thomas.

i want to strangle you now.

why do you always bring swords?

that wasn't our fault.

hey, listen, i'm just gonna get off at the next stop.

where's the briefcase?

he doesn't need a reason to kill people like you.

you're going to want to hear the whole story, or you'll be very, very sorry.

why do i even bother forwarding you the briefings?

no one really knows the truth.

we are... fucked.

find me the son of a bitch who did this.

can we just take a time out here? talk this out?

why does that sound so familiar?

the guy who stabbed me. i spilled wine on his suit.

one of them is walking towards me right now.

why are we whispering?

your orders were to stay on the train.

can i please do my job now?

shove that fucking hat up your fucking asshole.

there's a gun underneath this table pointed right at you.

i'm just fucking with you.

real quick... every day is a fucking headache with you, innit?

you're alive, i'm alive, everyone's happy.

i just want to get off this train, go see a zen garden and some shit, you know?

there's another body here.

this guy's like criss fucking angel. he pops up everywhere.

unlike you, i'm a professional.

you shoot first and come up with the answers later.

are you hiding in a bathroom?

i knew my luck would rub off on you.

you're really proud of yourself, aren't you?

for what it's worth, you seem like a right fucking asshole and i'm glad you're gonna fucking die with me.

you proved you're smarter than everyone.

am i dreaming?

i don't know how to use a gun.

i'm glad you enjoyed the performance.

i'm mansplaining. i'm mansplaining again.

you want a blanket? you want me to hold your hand?

you have been lying to me, my friend.

i never forget a face.

i'm so happy to see you. please help me.

make sure you do something that brings you peace, 'cause everything else is a pain in the ass.

fate for me is just another word for bad luck.

why are you motherfuckers using metaphors?

i'm gonna buy us some time.

i built myself up from the nothing you gave me.

i came here to kill you.

oh shit. something's happening.

i'm sorry i shot you twice.

we're almost there. you just need to get up.

what's happening to your face? are you crying?

[everythingfox]

Cat’s internal thoughts

[stupidsketchpad]

random redstoner headcanons cause i can

mumbo using redstone so much makes his eyes glow red in the dark sometimes. grian was looking for him at night once and when he saw him he shreiked like a little girl.

mumbo eats redstone.

doc huffs redstone. (like its coke)

tango messes up his redstone up constantly cause of his tail swooshing around.

zedaph puts redstone in his tea.

xisuma has to check up on the redstoners to make sure they arent dead.

xisuma also has to check on himself to make sure he's not dead.

[caats]

[dood-ld]

Mumbo and Iskall discovering the funny mic wasn’t on my 2024 bingo card

[braxiatel]

You mean to tell me that Grian actually named his bow “his charm and good looks” canonically with his whole entire grick? You mean to tell me he ACTUALLY killed Scar and it showed up in chat as “Goodtimewithscar was killed by Grian using his charm and good looks” ??? Right in front of every other hermit on this good christian minecraft server??????? What in the homosexuality is going on I thought that was a fan edit,,,,,,

[braxiatel]

[ID: a collection of tags all reading some variation of “his what” or “his grick?”]

Receiving a lot of feedback about my choice of phrase here. My sincerest apologies.

Grian named his bow “his charm and good looks” canonically with his whole entire grenis 👍

[shepscapades]

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [PART 6] [Part 7]

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction!]

[hotcocoandmarshmallows]

Hey girl I trapped your boyfriend in a poll. don't worry he'll be fine, he just needs to outrun the tsunami. sorry

🌊🌊🌊

🚣

Voting ended onFeb 5, 2023

[blacktipreefsharkwizarding]

[magical-bear-dubin]

Such a narrow escape

[the-shrimp-that-fried-rice]

Next time we'll get him

[nico-the-overlord]

Hey wait we can reblog with polls

Save him again. Or not…

🌊🌊🌊

🚣

Voting ended onMar 10, 2024

[putting-pomni-in-places]

Followers please drown the tumblr boyfriend. for me.

[bad-polls]

Third times the charm?

🌊🌊🌊

🚣

Voting ended onMay 24, 2024

[the-principality-of-sealand]

DROWN.

[forever-scotland]

SAVE

[india-official]

DROWN

[the-real-gmail]

DROWN HIM

[google-news-official]

SAVE HIM

[im-the-real-roblox-i-swear]

DROWN HIM

[herculeese]

FUCKING SAVE HIM!!!!!

[herculeese]

Guys I need help @hmhns-timo is being sus rn

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

proof. screenshotted proof. liar.

[herculeese]

☺️

[herculeese]

Guys I need help @hmhns-timo is being sus rn

[shepscapades]

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [PART 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]

you dropped your crown king

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction!]

[yardsards]

hey, can my cat stay on your blog for a little while?

i'm going out of town for the night and could use someone to watch her

[yardsards]

thank you, everyone

[yardsards]

oh jeepers, if i'd known she'd be travelling around this much, i'd've given her her leash

make sure to hold on tight to her, okay?

[skittle-boih]

[herculeese]

Itty...

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

it's official @wealthydesmonddd has a fetish for aussies.

(im so sorry this is such an inside joke)

[herculeese]

YOU SILLY LITTLE FUCK. YOU GOT A FULL ON THING FOR BRITS. CONSIDERING I AM ONE MYSELF.

(you crazy lil car)

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

A THING FOR BRITS??? NAME ONE BRITISH MAN I LOVE.

[herculeese]

Ghost, Grian, Me but I am woman

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

ghost is an exception. grian is my father

[herculeese]

THEN IT'S ME

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

it's official @wealthydesmonddd has a fetish for aussies.

(im so sorry this is such an inside joke)

[herculeese]

YOU SILLY LITTLE FUCK. YOU GOT A FULL ON THING FOR BRITS. CONSIDERING I AM ONE MYSELF.

(you crazy lil car)

[hmhns-timo-deactivated20240525]

A THING FOR BRITS??? NAME ONE BRITISH MAN I LOVE.

[herculeese]

Ghost, Grian, Me but I am woman