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You have to believe in me.
”Yeah, magic. Sure.” This guys just a smart ass. He probably saved snow or something in his freezer. He spins to the camera, and waves. “Cut! Cut!” Zach turns and narrows his eyes at the stranger. ”We’ll be cutting that out.” He doesn’t like this kid. He’s just like one of the jerks from high school. ”It’s for my TV show.”
" What? Don't believe in some good ol' magic? " A smirk plays on his lips as he cocks his head to the side. He can't help but compare this guy to one of those adorable mutts you find on the street that growl at you and such but only to kind of scare you alittle. It was probably the guys hair that made his mind go to that. " Aweh -- Well that's no fun. " Jack gives a pout. That's all he was about anyway. Fun. He perks up alittle though. So he was from TV. " TV show? Well , it's great to know I can brag about hitting you with a snowball and then talking to you. Are you like Brad Pitt status or something? "
"Gotta be more creative than puppy face when it comes to eating a guy’s candy stockpile.”
He watches the other climb the couch and begin walking the length of it like some tightrope walker, almost tempted to try and disturb his balance just because it would be a victory in and of itself to catch the boy off guard. Definitely not revenge or anything like that.
"Gold covered marshmallows? That just sounds a little excessive. I’d rather eat something with chocolate on or in it. Chocolate covered raisins, chocolate covered peanuts chocolate covered caramel, chocolate covered chocolate. Notice a pattern?”
" Did you want me to make you a card or a mixtape to make it up to you? " there's a roll of jack's eyes. he can tell he wants to push him. he can tell. everyone seems to want to do so. and the easter bunny was one of the only ones to manage to do it surprisingly. " You haven't lived until you've eaten gold my friend. But yeah , I'm getting your pattern. Jeesh -- how about I just cover my body in different layers of chocolate and other things and be your human dessert table? We'd probably accomplish more with that. " a pause. " Okay , that came out really sexual. " not that he'd apologize for that.
Zach is in the middle of explaining his new plan. To become famous. Looking right into the camera. Smile on his face. He’s pumped. He’s ready to do this.
That’s when the freaking snowball hits him. Snow going down his back. ”Jesus freaking-!” He spins around and sees the boy. ”What the hell!? Can’t you see I’m doing something!?” A deep breath to calm himself down. ”What was that anyway? How did you get snow?”
jack decides that this was his new cure for being bored. hitting strangers with snowballs. perfect. absolutely perfect. he cant help but laugh as he moves his hand away from his mouth to speak. " Where'd I get the snow? Well , duh , I just used Magic." cue five second jazz hands. as jack hops down from the fence he notices the camera and laughs even harder knowing it's on tape. is this guy famous or something? it's not like jack kept up with tv or anything. sure he'd watch other peoples tv's sometimes but he never saw this guy. " Can I ask what's with the camera? I mean -- it's great they caught that and all , but I'm curious now. "
He hummed softly, glancing up at the other male as he tilted his chin up, “What?” Harper breathed, “You look like you’re going to kiss me.”
Jack licked his lips as he looked down at the other laying there , staying quiet for a moment after he heard his words. " . . . I may have been thinking about it. " He admitted in a murmur.
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jack is flat out bored. he's walking on a fence , his bare feet balancing him perfectly as he did so. blue orbs have been flickering around for what seems like forever at this point and he's about ready to just give up looking entirely and go sleep somewhere despite it being daytime. what changed his mind? the figure that walked out of his house and began to walk with his back faced to him. a sly smirk came on jack's face and he brought a finger up to bite the knuckle softly as he debated in his head whether or not to make this person a victim of one of his pranks... well , it wouldn't hurt to throw one snowball. sure , it may confuse him seeing as it is chilly but there's no snow to be seen. and jack decides he needs to see this happen. rolling his hands together , he willed the snowball to form as he began to plan his attack. mhm.. yep. right there. keeping his balance -- jack all but chucks the snowball at the back of the strangers head and covers his mouth almost immediately to control the giggles that want to leave his lips.
" O-Oh! God. Excuse— P-Please— Okay, just. Please, don’t touch tha— Hmm... ” I guess this is happening. He really isn’t a fan of people looking through his sketchbook. You know, that thing in your hands.
Jack is a curious boy , so it's not a surprise that he decided to go through some random sketchbook he saw. Especially when it was pretty good stuff. When he heard someone , his blue orbs flickered up and then to the sketchbook and then back to the figure. " Oh --- S o r r y. Is this yours? "
"Wait! Where are you going?"
" To have some fun! Come on , you're more than welcome to join! "
” wasn’t me.”
" Oh my --- " well that sure didn't take long for jack to bust out laughing. " Has anyone told you how amazing your moves are? "
"Oh, you are not kicking my ass, ok? Don’t flatter yourself.”
" Yeah -- O k a y. Keep telling yourself that. Denying it won't make it change. "
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"Don’t try to play dumb with me. You thought you could give me that face and get away with it.”
He watches the small mountain of candy wrappers fall off of the other’s lap as he moves, reluctantly plopping down and crossing his eyes to look at the lone twizzler held up to him. He snatches it and bites into it.
"Damn right you are. The good stuff. Reese’s, and Twix.”
" ... Okay , yeah , I was. It was worth a shot though , right? I mean , I am pretty adorable. I was trying to copy your puppy dog face but I don't think I could pull it off. " Jack smiles and moves off the couch , only to jump onto the arm of it to escape the wrappers. The couch doesn't move as he takes a step up to the back of the couch and tosses some candy corn that had been stashed into his hoodie into his mouth. " I think there's a shop that sells gold covered marshmallows. I think we should try them. It'll make us look pretty fancy. " He muses as he turns to walk the length of the couch again , hands in his pockets and his blue orbs on the boy on the couch.
"Has anyone seen Steve around? The guy owes me five bucks." He was determined to collect his winnings from the bet they had made, but of course he conveniently couldn’t find the guy.
Jack brings the glass of milk down from his lips as he swallows and furrows his eyebrows. " ... Who? " He asked. Probably one of the few who didn't know who Steve was... Even if he was alive longer than Steve by like two hundred or more years.
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❅; ”How did you get past yeti’s? Better question. Why are you here?” North inquired, his arms crossed in a suspicious manner. Whilst staring at the other he could only help but wait for an explanation.
" Ah -- Hey North. How are ya? " Jack didn't expect to run into him but really , he should have. The yeti's though? They might still be out slipping on ice trying to get the elves. Or well some of them. " The yeti's got .. busy. And I just wanted to stop in and say hey -- Nothin' wrong with that , r i g h t ? "
Connie’s back was facing the boy, so she wasn’t aware of his sudden movements to charge when needed. Picking leaves from the same bush had started the night before. It was much needed for her own use and whoever else needed it. She usually went at night since people in the day time would be mildly concerned about her odd doings and whereabouts. The cold didn’t really bothered her, she much enjoyed seeing her breath evaporate into the midnight sky. She hummed and continued to pick, actually smiling for once.
Jackson's brown orbs continued to search for a moment before he slowly stepped forward. He really shouldn't go about investigating -- but it was in his nature to do so. Well , that and play tricks. As he came to see what was there , he relaxed just alittle. Just a girl. Maybe a pyscho -- but as far as he could tell , just a girl. Pursing his lips , he bought his staff down just alittle before speaking. " Isn't it alittle late for you to be out here by yourself? "
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"Ah, I don’t want much at all."
The smile his lips twitch into is almost soft. But then again, even the devil himself can be gentle if he has to be.
"How are you doing, Jack? I suppose your life must be so much better now, with you being a guardian…"
" Much? So you do want something? " Jack snorts and hops up on to the fence just a few steps away. His eyes do not leave Pitch though. " Oh -- it's been great actually , Thank you for asking. What about you? Manage to make any friends? "
"Don’t you dare give me that look. Scott McCall is my best friend, I’m impervious to that look.”
It definitely doesn’t work or anything like that. The only reason he takes the proffered Tootsie Roll and unwraps it before popping it into his mouth is to spite him.
" I... I'm not giving you a look though. This is just my face. " yeah -- okay. he really just doesnt want to be yelled at. he smiles abit as he eats the tootsie roll and merely shifts out of the wrappers to hold a twizzler up to the boys lips. " I'll buy you more candy if you quit pouting and eat this. Okay? I'll buy you ... twenty dollars worth of candy. "
"Really? That’s interesting." Pausing for a brief moment to skim his eyes towards the staff he held in his hands. With a furrow of his eyebrows he nodded and forced himself to to look back at the other male.
"Well,surely I am doing nothing as productive as you, I suppose."
Jack let out a small laugh and rested his head on his staff with a smile playing on his lips. " Eh , nothing I haven't done in the past three hundred years. Just part of being me... If you're not doing anything too important you could come with me and see everything I can do. Or we could have a snowball fight. "