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hey everyone, my dad passed away last friday and iâve been with my family and taking care of stuff, which is why my activity has been so shitty lately.Â
Her grin only widened at the suggestion and she nodded her head almost automatically. Why not? Her shift was almost over, and Emilie knew how to have a good time. âLetâs go.â She said, calling for her replacement and stepping out of the counter. âAs much as Iâd love to see how Miss Hot Sauce finds her drink, Iâd hate to be around to clean up that mess.â Jara grabbed her things, and strode alongside her friend. âSo whatâs this house party for? Special occasion?â
âExcellent,â she smiled, standing as Jara joined her. âYou could probably get your colleague to film her reaction for us.â Emilie herself was curious to see what it would be. Leading them into the fresh air, she answered, âFriendâs birthday.â She paused to check her phone, then led them over to the bus stop. âHeâs turning 30, and he usually throws the craziest parties. Wait, you donât have to-- stitch someone up or anything like that tomorrow, right?â Though she often called Jara âMed School,â she wasnât exactly sure how advanced in her studies she was.
Brown hues are fixed on Em as she made the strangerâs drink, making sure to get in a few (a lot of) drops of Tabasco into the mix. Jara sported a sly grin. âIn about ten. Five, if I could get away with it.â The bartenderâs attention shifted momentarily to ask for the strangerâs payment for the hell that was her Tabasco concoction. When all was good and done, she turned to Emilie again, lifting a curious brow. âYou got plans?â
Emilie watched as Jara made the drink, smirking when she saw just how much tabasco sauce was going in it; the woman probably deserved it, and Emilie wanted to watch her take her first sip. Her attention was drawn back to Jara, though, and she brightened. Ten minutes wasnât a long wait. âHouse party. You in?â
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âyouâre super short and iâm sorry but itâs really really cute whenever you try to reach that book on the top shelf here lemme help you- oh no donât be embarrassed, your face is all red and youâre even more adorable now i am going to dieâ au
âiâm a biker and one day i was biking in your neighborhood while you just happened to be outside watering the plants and since youâre so goddamn cute i accidentally steered into a pole and now youâre giving me first aid (holy shit youâre even cuter up close)â au
âyouâre biking through my neighborhood and you ran into a pole so now iâm really concerned and patching you up, oh my gosh youâre really hot even though you have a bloody noseâ au
âiâm at a karaoke bar and iâm sober enough to realize that your voice singing my absolute favorite song is the most beautiful thing iâve ever heard, and you caught me staring and winked at me oh shitâ au
âyou fell asleep on my shoulder on the plane ride and i would ask you to move but you look so comfy and adorable when you sleep. also you smell really good and the feeling of your breath on my skin is somewhat relaxing, maybe we can go out to lunch in this shitty airport when you wake up?â au
âyouâre so perfect and iâm in love with you but iâve never actually met you and you keep avoiding meeting up, so i called nev and max to help me figure out whether or not youâre catfishing meâ au
âwhoa it turns out you were actually just super shy and youâre even cuter in person pls kiss me in front of all these camerasâ au to followup with that
âiâm a quiktrip worker and whenever I work a night shift, you always arrive and buy like 3 cans of redbull and you look exhausted, do you need some help? are you okay?â au
âyou invited me to your brotherâs/sisterâs wedding as a plus one bc weâre hella best friends but we end up making out at the afterparty and now everyone thinks weâre fucking so uh,, u wanna go out for a drink sometime? try this whole couple thing out?â au
âmy sister tried to set me up with her friend but little does she know that i am hella gay and i end up falling in love with her smoking hot brother, and whenever i hang at her place we always tell my sister that itâs for a date when really sheâs now just trying to set me up with her brotherâ au
(this can be tweaked in any way to fit your otp :p)
âiâm one of those talk show stars that walks up to random people on the streets and asks them really obscure questions, and youâre really cute and camera shy and iâm sorry but itâs adorable how you stutter when youâre nervous, uh, perhaps when there arenât so many cameras surrounding me i can buy you a drink?â au
âyou just came up to me on the street and asked where the weirdest place i had sex was and iâm assuming itâs for one of those talk show things, but iâm really nervous because youâre really really hot in that suit holy shitâ au
âwill you stop flirting with me you just got seriously injured and iâm the EMT trying to tend to your wounds in the ambulance, i donât give a fuck that i look cute when iâm concerned, youâre lucky youâre not dead you dipshitâ au
âmy mom/sister/dad/brother/best friend doesnât know weâre dating but one day he/she/they walked in on us making out and started cheering oh my god this is so embarrassing iâm so sorryâ au
âyou have fire powers and i have ice powers and one day you save my ass and even though weâre supposed to be rivals, youâre actually really really cute and warm can i just stay in your arms forever bc i am perpetually coldâ au
âyou have ice powers and i have fire powers and i save your sorry ass from getting hurt/killed, okay i know weâre supposed to be rivals according to every legend ever but youâre adorable and wow youâre really cold, would you like me to warm you up?â au
âiâm so sorry iâve been stowing away on your ship but iâm lonely and tired and starving with nowhere to go so please take pity on my poor soul bc youâre the sweetest pirate i have ever met and since weâre in the middle of the ocean now thereâs no way youâre taking me back to land anytime soonâ au
âi would be furious at you for stowing away on my ship if it werenât for the fact that you look really sick and sad can i help youâ au
âdude why did that siren take on my image to try and seduce you, is there something you wanna tell meâ au
âIâm an elf with really bad aim so while hunting i accidentally shot you in the shoulder with an arrow iâm so sorry can i make it up to you in any way? oh shit youâre a wizard, please donât turn me into a frog iâll do anything you want me toâ au
âweâre coworkers and all the other employees ship us so just for fun we all go out clubbing/to a bar but little do we know its actually a plot they set up to get us to realize our supposed love for each other. wait youâre actually a really good dancer and your laugh is so endearing and, holy shit, maybe our colleagues were rightâ au
âi catch you at the bus terminal shivering your ass off because itâs 30 degrees and for some godforsaken reason youâre wearing a short sleeve t shirt, so out of pity i lend you my hoodie and you look so surprised itâs the cutest thing iâve ever seen, setting aside the fact that youâre a goddamn idiot, do you want to get sick?â au
(cont.)Â âyou look so sad and cold that i just tell you to keep my hoodie b/c you obviously need it more than i do. a week later i see you at a coffee shop/book store/etc. and youâre wearing my hoodie which you look so fucking tiny and cute in, and you just saw me and you look super embarrassed; you offer me it back but i tell you it suits you more and we end up talking and i buy you a drinkâ au
âweâre partners in cupcake wars and i never realized how cute you look with frosting on your face until now but no distractions, we have to fucking pummel these other teams because we are the best goddamn cupcake company in the universe WE CAN DO THISâ au
âiâm swimming laps in a lake alone at night and i thought no one else was here but i just swam right into you and uh?? youâre not wearing a shirt and youâre hot as hell pl ease take me right hereâ au
âi took you to my familyâs lakehouse and we went jetskiing which you were so adorably excited about b/c youâve never been, and when we drove around on the water at ungodly speeds u held onto me b/c there was nothing else to hold ontoâ au
âmy friends dared me to buy 20 condoms but i didnât realize that the cute cashier would be working tonight so i avoided eye contact as i piled them onto the counter and please stop laughing so hard, oh my god itâs for a dare okay iâve never had sex in my life and once you stopped laughing, i swear i fell in love with that sparkle in your eye as you grinned wildly at me and asked me out for a drinkâ au
âi accidentally called the wrong skype number and it turns out the person i called was you and youâre in a different time zone, so itâs 3am where you are and you just woke up and look fucking pissed but youâre cute so⊠letâs do this again when youâre not asleep. iâm more than willing to stay up into the dead of night to talk to youâ au
âiâm a radio host who indirectly mentions you and flirts with you on my show but youâre so goddamn clueless, please just notice me iâm so desperate for you itâs kind of sad (see: welcome to night vale)â au
professor: avoid mentioning your sexual orientation in academic papers me: iâm gay, this is my gay paper, hereâs my gay opinion
and of course quentin had been stupid enough to just throw the most ridiculous lie possible in a stupid gay bar. âi came here with friends, i didnât choose the bar.â at least that part was true. but her friends had ditched her to dance and hope sheâd make efforts to accept herself in this bar. âiâm not going to be able to convince you iâm straight, right?â
âi get it,â rebecca said with a grin. lowering her voice - though not by too much; they were at a bar, after all - she added conspiratorially, âi get dragged to straight bars all the time.â and often, people tried to hook up with her despite her expressing her non-interest, which was why becca made a point to be respectful when women told her they werenât interested. and when the other woman spoke again, she paused, raising both eyebrows. ânow iâm just confused,â she admitted with a laugh. she tended to take things at face-value. âare you straight? --because if youâre not, i was going to ask you if you wanted to dance.â
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ophelia spent much of her time by the pool or in it. sunbathing, working on a tan, lounging on a pool float  - it was the only thing that kept her mind occupied while her husband was on his all-too-frequent business trips. she paged through a novel found on one of her libraryâs many shelves as she basked in the sweltering heat. she heard footsteps nearing her and looked up from the book, smiling at the feminine form. âwell, well, what a surprise. what can i do for you, my dear ?âÂ
For the past couple of weeks, Victoria had been house-sitting for her aunt and uncle - they were away on a sabbatical, and needed someone to take care of the place while they were gone. And besides saving money on rent, the house was massive, like her childhood home back in Atlanta, and she had all the space she needed and more. She wasnât typically the type of person whoâd go poking around in other peopleâs business (or houses), but a package had been dropped off a day or so ago, addressed to one Ophelia Tremayne, and some asking around had led her to the mansion next door.
A knock at the front door had yielded no results, and when she noticed the side gate was open, she carefully made her way to the backyard, glancing over as she was addressed directly. âOh - hi,â she said with a smile, holding up the package. The blonde was lounging by the pool in a bikini, and Victoria was pretty sure she could keep on staring. As it was, she had enough manners to continue speaking, directing her gaze to Opheliaâs eyeline and no lower. âYouâre Ophelia, right? --I think the mailman made a wrong delivery; this is actually for you, but it came to our place.â
Even before the war broke out, Dotâs family had been hunters. Generations and generations before her had started and every newborn child would be taught the new gift. In the coming and going of the years she had lost most of her family. They either died or were never able to contact her again - theyâd been turned. She held such a loathing towards the creatures that even if it had been her own mother, she would have killed it if she had been turned into a bloodletter.
Now there she was, seeing paddle after paddle going up. Every vampire in the room seemed to want to have a go at a hunter. Dot pitied them - if given any opportunity, she would continue her hunting. She was not usually someone to carry around such hatred, but this had been programmed into her since she was a little girl. âI am a hunter,â she corrected the redhead, looking her up and down as the key to the chains that held her arms behind her back was handed over to Juliet. âMy name is Dot.âÂ
âOf course,â she said, and if her tone was patronizing - well, that was simply the way Juliet was. âMy apologies,â she continued, sounding anything but. Now that she was faced with the hunter, Juliet found that she had very little idea how to proceed next; she had bid on her on a whim, on a gut feeling: she hadnât stopped to consider the logistics of being saddled with a human being. Closing her fingers around the key that was handed to her, she dismissed the staff member with a casual flick of her wrist and without so much as a thank you.
âDot,â she repeated, trying the name out for size. âI suppose what normally happens at these auctions is that I would take you home, but Iâm quite certain you would kill one of the newest additions to our family as soon as I took those chains off.â Not that that would have been a hardship for Juliet, though her Sire might be less than pleased. Tilting her head, she considered Dot carefully for a moment before speaking. âLetâs spar, you and I. If you win, youâre free to go. If I win, youâll have to come back with me and refrain from killing me and my family members.â She arched an eyebrow, waiting for Dotâs response.
          ( â based off of this ; open to males and females)
       for years, sheâd hidden herself successfully. she killed vampires regularly and had always gotten away with it. but now was different. she had slipped up, theyâd tricked her and captured her. dot was ready to accept death, not wanting to live amongst the scum that now roamed the earth, but she was not that lucky. there she was - on a stage, every exit guarded and all her weapons taken from her. now, she could only wait to see what her faith would be.
There were many unwritten rules and regulations to follow as a vampire - social niceties to which she had to adhere - and Juliet was, quite frankly, tired of it. And though she mightâve preferred to spend her time on other things than a blood slave auction, the newest addition to their family had been a little overzealous, and had... expended one of their blood slaves - which was more of a hassle than anything else, but here Juliet was, looking for a new one.
The moment the blonde stepped onto the stage, Juliet straightened in her seat, her interest piqued. Something about the way the woman held herself - most individuals were frightened, would cower under the bright lights, but this one held her spine straight. And the auctioneer touted her as a hunter - well, now, this was certainly something else. Perhaps just the right challenge that Juliet had been looking for for a while now.
So she raised her paddle, once, twice, thrice, and so on - until she was declared the winner. She was directed into the back room to claim her new blood slave, and when she was finally face-to-face with the blonde, she appraised her with a raised eyebrow. âI must say, I havenât had a blood slave whoâs been a hunter,â she mused quietly. âWhat shall we call you, then?â
âNot bad.â She responded, quirking a mischievous brow. The cocktail the stranger asked for was pretentious as fuck, the bartender could put a fish head in it and call it gourmet. And she was positive the snob wouldnât blink an eye. âMy ghost is indebted to you.â Jara continued, pouring two shots. She took one and easily tipped it back, warm liquid running down her throat. âI didnât know you had it in ya.â
Emilieâs grin only widened when Jara expressed her approval, and she inclined her head in acknowledgement as the shot was placed in front of her. âThank you,â she said, raising her glass and downing the shot, enjoying the warmth that pooled in her belly thereafter. âWell -- now you know who to call if you ever need ideas along a similar vein.â She rested her chin in her palms. âWhenâs your shift over tonight?â
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Hiking.
Dinner parties with my friends. Food in general.
My job! Most days.
Blasting music at home and dancing around to it.
PJs.
b taking care of an injured susie. @melodramaticfaces
Susie hates this. Being seen as weak is not something she enjoys. Granted most donât but the absence of control is weighing on her. The petite woman has fallen more times than she can count on one hand in just the last week. Sheâs surprisingly clumsy, only thatâs in her own home. She can barely walk and she knows she needs help. Without it, thereâs no way sheâs going to make it to even the nearest bench. âItâs like you just love popping up when I donât need you around.â Rolling her eyes, she turns to the other woman with a scowl on her face. âJust like I donât need any help,â she groans. âEspecially not yours.âÂ
Victoria hasnât seen Susie in ages - which is probably for the best, considering how theyâd left things: finding out that someone sheâd considered a semi-friend didnât consider you to be one at all stung a lot more than it had any right to. âItâs nice to see you too, Susie,â Victoria replies, trying her hardest not to roll her eyes. Apparently, civility is too much for them to handle. âOf course you donât need my help,â she continues, folding her arms across her chest and simply watching Susie on the ground. After a moment, she relents with a sigh, and reaches down to swing one of Susieâs arms around her shoulder, one of her own arms going to wrap around Susieâs waist so she can try and help her stand. âBut youâre going to get it anyway. Think you can live with that?â
She groaned as yet another person ordered something that wasnât on their menu. Jara purposely ignored them and gave Emilie a serious look. âMurder me now. Iâll give you a free drink.â
Emilieâs eyes slid over to the newcomer at the bar, and then back to Jara. She had no idea what Jaraâs beef with the woman was, but she wasnât one to turn down a free drink. âYou sure your ghost will hold up your end of the bargain?â She grinned slightly. âI donât know if she deserves it, but you could add tabasco sauce to her drink. Or you could chug the whole bottle yourself - but make sure to give me my drink after.â
jfc i canât breathe i have died and ascended to heaven please oh my god please you can swish and flick me any day
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âWhere else would we be on a Saturday night? Itâs not like we got lives or anything.â
âSpeak for yourself, Med School,â Emilie said with a laugh, knocking back the last of her drink. âI have a very active social life.â