#recycle bin

[ghostwaffleheimer]

congrats for surviving the tumblr outage here's your reward

[xadensrider]

Roommate AU: Random Scene 004– You’re watching the show and Xaden is watching you (x Reader) [F]

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You laugh, loud, and a warmth he can’t explain fills Xaden’s chest. He watches you, the way your eyes sparkle, the faint smile that stays on your lips as the show continues. The way your hair floats around you like a messy cloud.

When he first met you, all polished and well dressed, he thought ‘Oh she’s going to be high maintenance.’ But once he actually got to know you, he had the surprise of his life to find out that at home you are soft and relaxed and mostly always in pajamas.

He particularly enjoys the weekends when you stay home, no dates or outings with your friends planned— like today. He always sits with you while you watch your shows, pretending he is more interested in something on his phone. But really, there is something about you that pulls him in. He just can’t explain it.

He scrolls on his phone, trying to keep up the pretense of uninterested roommate, but out of the corner of his eye he sees you reach up to push a strand of hair behind your ear, offering an unobstructed view of your face. You blink and your long lashes fan over your cheekbones, your lips form and ‘o’ and then you smile, so focused on the show you don’t see the way his eyes soften when he looks at you.

He moves his thumb absently, pretend scrolling still, and accidentally clicks on a video. Music suddenly blasts from his phone and he fumbles to turn it off, somehow making it louder and starting the video over.

“Damn it,” he mutters, finally getting it to stop.

He looks up to find you looking at him, a curious look on your face. Embarrassed, he apologizes quickly and stands to leave.

“You’re leaving?” You say over your shoulder as he walks around the couch to head to his room.

“Yeah sorry, I have something to do for work that I almost forgot about. It’s due tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow is Saturday.” You smile softly at him, and he feels less stupid for saying random shit when you smile like that.

“I mean Monday.” He starts walking towards his room again, and as he passes behind you he reaches out to touch the ends of your hair with the very tips of his fingers. “Goodnight, ___,” he murmurs

Later, in his room, he will shake his head and wonder what the hell is wrong with him.

But for one moment, he just wants to touch you.

[nightmaremoon1983]

40 days until episode 9

Today's question so we can ignore the fact the show is ending soon is what's your favourite hand canon that you have, I have a lot of them but the ones at the top of my head are : pomni and jax are choir kids,jax used to like anime(not as much as gangle tho) and stopped liking it just because he saw it as "cringe"

And fun fact:this is the first time I have ever properly drawn Caine

[oldwindowsicons]

Windows 10 - Recycle bin (full)

[demonlordkrys]

i don't think caine is permantly dead more like he is in the recycle bin as a time out and is out of the program for now making bubble/able the head ai now as the only ai left and weather that's a good thing or a bad thing we will have to wait till June to find out

EDIT OH MY GOD GUYS LOOK WHAT I FOUND

Art by Ekaaaaaa

EDIT 2: I WAS FUCKIN RIGHT!!!

[callmezeta]

don't say you made anything before you actually made it becausr guwss ehat. youre gonna feel like you made it. bu t you didnt!!! and itll rot!!!!!! and youll forget all the techniques you usrd to maje it!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhhh fuck

[emandherpen]

Ryan Bailey, a man that has never been able to feel emotions, feels emotions for the very first time and gets swept away by them.

Ryan Bailey can’t remember the last time he felt… anything. For as long as he can remember he has lived his life through others, emotionally speaking. Although it wasn’t too bothersome not feeling emotions (as a businessman it was actually useful), at times Ryan found himself wondering how his life would be different. He wouldn’t have to practice normal facial expressions in the mirror or study people so closely. Sure, with time it had become a lot easier to ‘express’ himself normally, but it still required him to constantly observe those around him. 

That is until recently. 

Ryan looks down at his hands and makes them into loose fists before opening them again. A few days ago, while shaking hands with a possible investor, he experienced emotion for the first time. It was strange at first. He wondered if maybe he was suddenly able to feel, but soon after other man- somewhat awkwardly- removed his hand from his, he was back to emptiness. Ryan shook his head and flashed the man a practiced smile and then walked him out of the office. Once the door was closed and he was back in his chair, Ryan looked down at his hands. Then, without any further thought, he called his secretary into his office with the excuse that she bring him some coffee. A few minutes later she walked in with a red mug in her hands and placed it on his desk. Before he realized what he was doing, he had reached out and touched the young girl’s hand. Her face had turned a light pink as she looked up at him, but he’d hardly noticed her. His mind had suddenly been flooded with a strange, soft feeling. I small smile crept up onto his lips, and he’d quickly pulled his hand back from the girl and dismissed her. Her smile had slowly vanished as she turned to leave.

Once again, he looked at his hands. Ever since the moment he discovered this strange power, he had become obsessed, no, addicted. He found almost any excuse to lightly touch others’ hands. While getting his coffee in the morning, while at the store, at the office— anywhere. It became sort of a game. He would watch the person, try to guess at their emotion, and then confirm it. It was amazing that he was correct so many times.

Now he sat at a small coffee shop, looking at a young barista with long brown hair and soft eyes. He watched her as she prepared his drink and then as she walked over to him. She’s feeling tired, probably hoping to go home to her family, he thought to himself as she placed the cup on the table. He smoothly reached for the cup just before her hand left the mug and touched the tips of her fingers in a now practiced move. She turned to leave not noticing what happened and he was washed over by a soft feeling… something like happiness, but… sad along the edges. He stared at his cup, as the feeling slowly faded. He blinked a couple times and then looked up at the girl, who was now cleaning a table. She did not look particularly happy, or sad. He frowned. Maybe… his mind worked and worked, trying to solve the puzzle—not having ever truly felt emotions himself, it was hard sometimes to understand when they were mixed.

He shook his head and looked down at his hands. Maybe this strange ability was starting to fade, only meant to work for a few days? Ryan did not want to go back, not now that he knew how this felt. He liked feeling, even if it was only for a few seconds. It was a hunger he never knew he had and now was unwilling to let go of. He got up from his seat, picked up his cup, and walked over to the counter where the girl was now standing by the register. She smiled politely as he approached and he flashed yet another practiced smile. 

“Excuse me, my coffee was a bit cold,” he said softly as he placed the cup on the counter.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said as she picked up the cup, “I’ll make you another one,” then she turned around. 

Ryan watched as she once again prepared his drink, trying to think harder this time. She smiled at me, he thought, so maybe she is not tired, but happy. He was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t realize she was back.

“Okay, here it is.” She smiled again. Ryan could never understand how people gave away smiles so easily and so often. He had to practice, observe, and guess at the right moment, while others seemed to do it without so much as a thought.

He reached out for the mug just as she reached out to place a napkin next to it. Their hands touched and Ryan felt something… hot. Frustrated, he thought to himself, she must be frustrated with me because I let my drink get cold. But when he looked up, she was smiling, light pink dusting her cheeks, her eyes reduced to small lines.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that,” she said, her smile faltering slightly as she pulled her hand back.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” he answered, still lost in his thoughts.

This girl was strange. Her emotions did not align with her expressions. Or perhaps he was the one that was strange. Well of course he was strange but… he shook his head. This is pointless, he thought. He drank his coffee and then left the shop, waving at the girl on his way out.

He looked down at his hands; he had been doing this a lot lately.

Ryan found himself at the cafe almost every day after that. Every time he challenged himself, and every time he failed. For some reason he could never figure the girl out. She always seemed to be friendly on the outside but frustrated and sad on the inside. Then it hit him one day, as his fingers touched the tips of hers. She smiled warmly at him, a regular customer, and yet the feeling that washed over him was frustration- as usual- but this time it had softer edges, and he found himself with an almost unnoticeable smile on his lips. He blinked and looked at the girl’s back as she turned before looking down at his hands again.

He could not believe it. He would have laughed- this seemed like something to laugh about- but it would have been too strange in the quiet of the shop. But suddenly, a frown crept up on his face. Why was this different from the dozens of hands he had touched before? He turned to the girl again. Was it just her? He thought, for a second, maybe he would get up and ask her something, maybe even slide his hand towards hers, just a tiny bit.

He wanted to challenge himself once more.

Instead, he finished his coffee, said goodbye to the girl, and walked out into the cold. 

[eitual]

got random spur of energy after a 15 min nap!!! cleaned a bit around the house,,, and now im getting ready for a shower!!!!! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ while listening to my book!!!!!

happy tuesday 🫛s!!!!!!! i hope you’re having a great one!!!! <3333 and that the rest of your week is even better!!!! :D im here if u need anything!!!!! o(^-^)o