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Carla Gugino as Grace Gordon Greene The Girls on the Bus || 1x07

#HER HAIR!!! #AND HER CUTE PJSSSSS

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Journalists vs. Influencers THE GIRLS ON THE BUS (2024) [+] CARLA GUGINO [GIF Collection] 🌹 [+] MELISSA BENOIST [GIF Collection] 🌼 [+] ..more “The Girls on the Bus” 🎬

#god this is definitely like supercat again

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still obsessed with this

might do a complete recolor bc idk what to think hfhdj but here they are anyway <3

#regina mills #maleficent #dragonqueen #will always be my fave ship

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i'd literally sell anything and everything to get an update of this fic thats how serious it is.

Devour me

I do not own OUAT. Warnings: short mention of abuse

Memories aren’t always things you want to hold on to. Sometimes they’re just there, and you would steal your mother’s money, offer up your power, anything to get them from your mind. You wouldn’t even care whether the procedure was painful, whether they would have to rip open your forehead or drive a knife into your eyeball. Anything better than that loathed, itching memory that won’t let you go.

Right now, on top of a dragon and feeling like she will never stop laughing, there’s one that’s trying to push through all the – she thinks it might be happiness, true all-overpowering happiness. Regina pushes at it, shoves really, but it’s clinging on stubbornly.

Her mother, raising her hands. Sudden forces pushing at Regina, pushing her until she is in the air, constraints wrapping around her, fingers squeezing her throat and she can’t breathe. Regina loves her mother, and always has. Still, a large part of her just desperately wanted away. That part had all to do with the sticky memories, the ones that will never stop hurting her.

She always imagined she would try to outrun them on horseback, but she is running and there aren’t any horses.  

She is on dragonback, and Regina associates the sky and the wind and the cold with her mother’s innovative punishments. It’s hard to forget- no, you can’t forget. You can just push it down, bury it very deep inside you and drop a million heavy things on it so it can’t claw its way up to your eyes. That doesn’t seem to be working very well for Regina, either, and she tries to enjoy the warm scales beneath her legs, the sight of a dozen colours, and the comforting sound of Mal’s wings-

What is it, princess?

She nearly shrieks, and falls of the dragon when the voice sounds in her head suddenly. She can feel Mal adjust beneath her, moving her body so that Regina can’t glide off and she hesitates for a second before sliding her fingers over that spot she accidentally discovered Mal likes to be touched.

“Thank you” she whispers

Princess?

“ Bad memories” she just says, burying her face into Mal’s neck. The wind is harsh, and even the blanket Mal got her somewhere, and the intense heat from the dragon herself, isn’t enough to warm Regina. It doesn’t protect her face either.

The witch

Regina doesn’t answer, and for a while, there’s nothing but the wind howling and her own thoughts muttering and yelling and generally making her feel tired. Then Mal speaks again, and it’s a very welcome distraction.

I have a few unpleasant memories, as well. Fortunately, they are less bothersome in my dragon form

Regina would almost suspect Mal is lying, using Regina’s fascination with her species to distract her. But there’s something – it’s pain, but it isn’t Regina’s. She has never felt like that, like something was ripped out of her.

“What are emotions like in dragon form?”

There’s a short pause, and Regina is suddenly aware of how much she’s asking. She blushes, about to apologize – Emotions are less complicated. Humans- you can hate, and love at the same time. You can be very jealous of someone, and still feel happy that they have taken something they desired. In dragon form, there are less emotions and they are not layered. There’s lust, and anger, and pain. It’s just what it is.

“Oh” Regina bites her lips. “ And love?”

She’s pretty sure there was a chuckle. If we fall in love, it is forever. There is no thing we would not do for our loved ones.

Regina frowns “ You say that like it is uncommon for your kind to fall in love”

It is. We are solitary creature by necessity, and we have not many opportunities to be with others of our kind.

“But you do court if you have the opportunity?”

Regina can feel Mal’s confusion. Court?

“Yes. When you are interested in someone, or your parents think you will be a good match, you start courting. As soon as you have expressed the will to court and the other has accepted, you will be gifted flowers and go on outings and receive compliments. After an appropriate amount of time, you can be wed”

I do know that word. ‘Wed’. It is a ceremony performed by your people, yes?

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#oh you want a kidney? no problemo #a lung? here you go! #my heart? ABSOLUTELY JUST PLEASE GIVE ME AN UPDATE #i just need to know the original plan for this fic honestly #like it doesnt need to be a full update #i just need the bullet points #i can live w bullet points #does cora get to them? #how does regina realize her feelings? #how does regina react when she realizes? #what does mal do? #I JUST NEED TO KNOWWWW

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i'm not kidding when i say that this is my fave fic to ever exist

Devour me

I do not own OUAT. Warnings: short mention of abuse

Memories aren’t always things you want to hold on to. Sometimes they’re just there, and you would steal your mother’s money, offer up your power, anything to get them from your mind. You wouldn’t even care whether the procedure was painful, whether they would have to rip open your forehead or drive a knife into your eyeball. Anything better than that loathed, itching memory that won’t let you go.

Right now, on top of a dragon and feeling like she will never stop laughing, there’s one that’s trying to push through all the – she thinks it might be happiness, true all-overpowering happiness. Regina pushes at it, shoves really, but it’s clinging on stubbornly.

Her mother, raising her hands. Sudden forces pushing at Regina, pushing her until she is in the air, constraints wrapping around her, fingers squeezing her throat and she can’t breathe. Regina loves her mother, and always has. Still, a large part of her just desperately wanted away. That part had all to do with the sticky memories, the ones that will never stop hurting her.

She always imagined she would try to outrun them on horseback, but she is running and there aren’t any horses.  

She is on dragonback, and Regina associates the sky and the wind and the cold with her mother’s innovative punishments. It’s hard to forget- no, you can’t forget. You can just push it down, bury it very deep inside you and drop a million heavy things on it so it can’t claw its way up to your eyes. That doesn’t seem to be working very well for Regina, either, and she tries to enjoy the warm scales beneath her legs, the sight of a dozen colours, and the comforting sound of Mal’s wings-

What is it, princess?

She nearly shrieks, and falls of the dragon when the voice sounds in her head suddenly. She can feel Mal adjust beneath her, moving her body so that Regina can’t glide off and she hesitates for a second before sliding her fingers over that spot she accidentally discovered Mal likes to be touched.

“Thank you” she whispers

Princess?

“ Bad memories” she just says, burying her face into Mal’s neck. The wind is harsh, and even the blanket Mal got her somewhere, and the intense heat from the dragon herself, isn’t enough to warm Regina. It doesn’t protect her face either.

The witch

Regina doesn’t answer, and for a while, there’s nothing but the wind howling and her own thoughts muttering and yelling and generally making her feel tired. Then Mal speaks again, and it’s a very welcome distraction.

I have a few unpleasant memories, as well. Fortunately, they are less bothersome in my dragon form

Regina would almost suspect Mal is lying, using Regina’s fascination with her species to distract her. But there’s something – it’s pain, but it isn’t Regina’s. She has never felt like that, like something was ripped out of her.

“What are emotions like in dragon form?”

There’s a short pause, and Regina is suddenly aware of how much she’s asking. She blushes, about to apologize – Emotions are less complicated. Humans- you can hate, and love at the same time. You can be very jealous of someone, and still feel happy that they have taken something they desired. In dragon form, there are less emotions and they are not layered. There’s lust, and anger, and pain. It’s just what it is.

“Oh” Regina bites her lips. “ And love?”

She’s pretty sure there was a chuckle. If we fall in love, it is forever. There is no thing we would not do for our loved ones.

Regina frowns “ You say that like it is uncommon for your kind to fall in love”

It is. We are solitary creature by necessity, and we have not many opportunities to be with others of our kind.

“But you do court if you have the opportunity?”

Regina can feel Mal’s confusion. Court?

“Yes. When you are interested in someone, or your parents think you will be a good match, you start courting. As soon as you have expressed the will to court and the other has accepted, you will be gifted flowers and go on outings and receive compliments. After an appropriate amount of time, you can be wed”

I do know that word. ‘Wed’. It is a ceremony performed by your people, yes?

Keep reading

#devour me #dragonqueen #maleficent x regina #i'm devastated it's incomplete but i still keep coming back to it #i just need to know what happens next 😫

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there's something to be said about wicked's opening and closing numbers both ending with a high cry of "WICKED" and while at the start of the show glinda is singing it with the ensemble, at the end she's silent on that final word. she's said her piece, she's told them the story and they're still crying out that elphaba is wicked, and this time glinda can't bring herself to join, too hurt to keep pretending.

instead, the last thing she sings is a reprise of for good, showing just how much elphaba did change her. she's not willing to join the crowds anymore.

also by not having glinda sing the last words, the narrative further isolates her from the rest of the world. she's truly and utterly alone.

#i am going to cry myself to sleep tonight it seems #god glinda is so tragic #wicked #glinda

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i wanted to see juno and tammy getting close

#the fall of the house of usher #tammy usher #tarmalene usher #juno usher

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Fall of the House of Usher has everything, tbh. Seven Deadly Sins family. Everyone’s queer. No one has a moral compass. Nightmare goblin energy everywhere. The most grotesque deaths you’ve ever seen. Hilarious snark. The hottest women in the world. Carla Gugino in fifteen different wigs. Violent lesbians. Cats coming out on top. Cool tattoos. Orgiastic vibes. Katie Parker being Just A Lady, for once. Terrific hair. A granddaughter who takes no shit. Intimacy issues galore. Storytime. Storytime. Storytime.

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what's the fic where cat wants kara in whatever way kara lets her so they sleep together whenever they can but then kara loses her powers so cat takes her home and they're so domestic. cat goes to the bathroom to cry. when kara gets her powers back, cat isn't sure that kara is gonna come back to her

#supergirl #supercat #cat grant #kara danvers #pls help 😭 #i've been looking for it for months LMDOAHDKSJDDK

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just saw Barbie so here are some (non-spoilery) highlights:

ken becoming DEEPLY obsessed with horses

MULTIPLE highly choreographed dance numbers that last for several minutes

kens job is beach

a tween calls Barbie a fascist (?????? ok screenwriters)

mojo dojo casa house

kens big mink coat having a HORSE THEMED LINING

i know we were deeply obsessed with the outfits but good god. the OUTFITS.

extensive Barbie lore

Barbie’s heart to heart with a lovely old woman

the kens building a wall

beaching one another off

KENS SONG THAT HE SINGS FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES

like twelve executives on one tandem bike

depression Barbie

ALLEN

i am kenough :)

gynecologist.

beautiful beautiful deeply camp coming of age story with layers and so much life. ive gained twenty new sewing projects from the opening shots of Barbieland alone. made my gf cry. 20/10

#barbie

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fuck you elon musk

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maybe it's time for me to actually come back here 💀

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Yellowjackets - 2x06

#misty is so cute running towards them #tai actually being happy to see misty aww #misty ships taivan! #theyre framing lottie as the big bad damn #van's reaction to seeing lottie tho #MISTY IS FR SO CUTE LOOK AT HER #yellowjackets

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no u dont understand the mistytai hug made me so happy

#yellowjackets #taissa yellowjackets #misty yellowjackets #taissa turner #misty quigley #mistytai

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just looking at and comparing the maps in priory and adofn makes me so happy. the changing of place names over time! geographical changes! political changes! the attention to detail in shannon’s worldbuilding is sooo <333

#i kept priory close whenever i read night #i kept looking at the maps and comparing them #the priory of the orange tree #tpotot #a day of fallen night #adofn #roots of chaos #roc

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Master Kiprun. He’s an alchemist. He’s rude. He’s trans. He’s short. He blew something up and asked for a pay rise. This man is a gift.

#the way that he instantly became my fave male character #when he asked for a raise LMFAOHDSLDJDJ #a day of fallen night #adofn #master kiprun

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the priory of the orange tree and a day of fallen night are so perfect bc you have povs of many strong, amazing, interesting and complex women and then you have that one pov of some pathetic little guy who is miserable 24/7 😭

#i'm cackling aldhalsbsldbd #the priory of the orange tree #a day of fallen night #tpotot #adofn #loth and wulf poor pathetic little guys #we dont talk abt niclays