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Shilpa Ananth (music artist from Dubai) in her music videos i Dwell and REPRODUCTION
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mystere-a · 2 years
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debating whether i should make a solid the boys verse where beck is a supe and actually has all the mysterio powers
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ruporas · 1 month
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your love returns in tragedy (ID in alt)
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attyattlaw · 4 months
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kk1smet · 4 months
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Babe
There's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don't you agree?
Lately, all I have are wips that intimidate me, so I tried to do a very quick study to get out from the claws—ended up liking this quite a bit so I thought I’d share it. Happy Friday, everyone!
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agir1ukn0w · 7 months
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sorry but snow is such a well written iconic villain and donald sutherland performs him so fucking good it's almost hilarious how i start practically foaming at the mouth every time the man opens his mouth to say something deplorable in those movies, like he's so utterly and despicably wrong about almost every crucial thing from katniss and peeta's relationship to human nature as a whole and yet the second he starts talking about how hope is the only thing stronger than fear and how you have to allow a little hope but control it so its spark doesn't grow into revolution and how it's the things we love the most that destroy us you bet your ass i am on the floor screaming crying throwing up because that is my psychotic mustache-twirling villain RIGHT THERE
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adharastarlight · 8 months
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the marauders as things I've said:
James: okay, love, you relax
Regulus: I won't relax, i live in perpetual fear
James: ...of what?
Regulus: the horrors
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dwelling-in-elysium · 2 months
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wait til mel finds out zag is a slob lol
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hellenhighwater · 4 months
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I can't think about Redwall too frequently or the urge to collect a bunch of twigs and pebbles and mortar and make a little mouse-scale abbey will overtake me, and I don't even HAVE mice anymore. And haven't since I was in like. Middle school.
And while yes, I could just do it anyways, I would inevitably want to get pet mice if I did that and I do NOT trust Vice with that kind of responsibility.
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unrealward · 4 months
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future lifeform (2020)
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anominous-user · 2 months
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is this something (2)
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Find yourself a man who's so crushed after having one (1) argument with you that he immediately returns to his life of crime.
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julijbee · 1 year
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sleeper/sleeping
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wisteriagoesvroom · 3 months
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he will do what it takes to survive
a quick brocedes web weave to burn
& thank you @blueballsracing and @theommin for helping push me to finish this
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mosaickiwi · 1 month
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Your Actual First Kiss
@taeee0902 first kiss with redacted fdsjklfsdjalk
14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI
~Your Actual First Kiss~
Hiding their nerves behind his normal cool demeanor, [REDACTED] let you push them down on the couch and lay atop his chest. You’d been getting bolder in the past few weeks of dating and he was ecstatic about it. Still, he always played a passive role as you got comfortable, intent on having you set the pace for every encounter.
You fiddled with the collar of his shirt for a while, then shyly asked, “So… when can I kiss you?”
“Whenever y’want,” came their instant reply. He’d been patient for the moment you were ready, but felt just as delighted that you asked them.
“Right now?”
[REDACTED] blinked for a second, blood warming his cheeks as he muttered, “‘Course, Angel. It’d actually… be my first.”
“Really?” you asked innocently, smiling and leaning down over him.
They knew you were only teasing. He’d never even think of giving their first anything to anyone other than you. The man could feel the redness crawling further up to his ears as you leaned closer.
You suddenly pulled away and frowned to yourself. “I’m a little disappointed it’s not my first, though.”
His blue eyes widened a fraction, though the information wasn’t a surprise to them. Well aware of your past relationships—and all the ups and downs they entailed—he immediately knew which one you were thinking about. “It’s not?” they gently pried, testing the waters of how much you wanted to open up. 
“Yeah, it was a long time ago. The relationship was kind of… messy?” Your brow wrinkled and your tone turned a touch softer as you dwelt on it. “I wish it never happened, honestly.”
He couldn’t voice his own thoughts just yet. Their heart sank at the idea that they couldn’t go back and fix it—to make sure you’d never have such an ill gotten memory that made you upset, no matter how small. It’d be easier to give you a better experience now.
“Then it didn’t happen,” [REDACTED] decided aloud.
You raised your eyebrow and crossed your arms over his chest. “But it did?”
“If y’don’t like it, ‘didn’t happen,” he repeated. He absently brushed a hand through your hair, lingering at the nape of your neck. “Y’can try again with me, yeah?”
“Oh…” The frown on your face quickly melted away, replaced with the shy, devious smile you wore when you pushed him down earlier. “Yeah.”
Lips parted, breath caught in his throat, your ever-patient hacker waited as you leaned down once more to bring your lips close to theirs. He could hardly form a thought the moment they felt your breath, then your warm skin. 
It was everything he imagined it’d be. From how they felt your heart beating in an uneven rhythm with his, down to the way you tasted was just what he dreamed of each night. One kiss from his angel was worth the seemingly endless years of waiting.
As you pulled away—no doubt stealing what little breath remained in them—he followed after, the desperation he normally kept at bay rising to the surface as he held you close with their hand on your cheek. 
“H-how…” [REDACTED] laughed, caught off guard by the butterflies in his stomach that made them trip over their words. “How’s that? Better?”
You bit your lip and he noticed the sparkle in your eyes as you had to fight off your own butterflies. “Perfect, Ren,” you whispered.
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possession1981 · 1 day
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THE FIRST OMEN dir. Arkasha Stevenson, 2024
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