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oppienheimer · 2 months
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Cillian Murphy - Leading Actor BAFTA for Oppenheimer
BAFTA Film Awards 2024
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pastelpaperplanes · 4 months
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Art Dump!
Dwatchet and some Earthspark inspired stuff ✨
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flowercrowngods · 2 months
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“Baby?”
Steve lifts his head off the pillow to look at Eddie, his back arching in a much needed way after lying on his stomach for so long, and he ends up groaning appreciatively as he stretches his back a little more. It makes Eddie smile. All the small things do.
Overcome with sudden but gentle affection, Steve rolls over with a matching smile and comes to a stop lying halfway beneath Eddie, getting a glorious view of his deepening dimples.
“Yeah?”
“I’ve been thinking,” Eddie says, his hand coming up to brush Steve’s hair out of his forehead. Steve leans into his warmth a little further, feeling so incredibly loved when Eddie looks at him like that.
It’s infinite, what he feels for Eddie. What he feels with Eddie.
“Oh? ‘Bout what?”
Eddie leans down and brushes a kiss to the tip of Steve’s nose. “You,” he says. “Me. Us.”
Steve hums, wrapping himself in Eddie’s scent as he buries his face in his chest, his arms trapped between them. He can’t move. Can hardly breathe. It’s perfect, and Eddie always indulges his cat-like tendencies, as he calls it.
“Tell me about your thoughts?”
A hand weaves its way into his hair, scratching wonderfully along his scalp in lazy, soothing patterns.
“I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you.”
“Hmm?”
“When we have our own place. I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you. In the kitchen even, so you can sit on the floor and still be comfy. You can have a little nook for floor time with Robin. And it’s gonna be padded with pillows, but the ones that are still solid. Only a little soft. Still grounding.” Eddie mumbles, a little lost in thought like he’s still imagining it all unfold.
Steve melts, first rolling further into him and then back, so he can look up and meet those soft, soft eyes.
“That’s what you’re thinking about?”
“All the time. Never wanna tell you about it so I won’t ruin the surprise, but, I don’t know. Wanted to tell you. You’re gonna have bougie-ass wall pillows, angel.”
And Steve doesn’t know how to handle this. How to take it all, take everything Eddie gives him and live his life an unchanged man. His heart is going to burst one of these days. It’s gonna burst and it’s gonna go everywhere, remind the world for all eternity of the love they shared. Built. Shaped and reshaped in all the ways they needed.
“Everything,” he says, his voice weak with the awe he feels, his own hand coming up to Eddie’s cheek.
“Hmm?” Eddie’s nuzzling the palm of his hand, brushing kiss over kiss to the centre.
“You’re— You’re everything. Can’t believe it sometimes.”
“Only sometimes?” Eddie teases, making Steve laugh for the first time in hours. It’s easy. God, it’s so easy.
“Don’t be so full of yourself.”
“Oh, I’m gonna be full of som—“
Laughing, Steve claps his hand over Eddie’s mouth, shutting him up and revelling in the giggle that follows before Eddie nips on his palm.
“I hate you,” Steve grins, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s middle.
“Yeah, well,” he hums, fond affection settling permanently on that pretty, pretty face. “‘M still gonna put pillows on the wall for you.”
Steve sighs, hoping to relieve some of the intensity he’s feeling. It’s overwhelming, even after all this time.
“I love you.”
“I love you,” Eddie whispers, hovering above him in an almost-kiss. “Endlessly.”
@puppy-steve i love you. i’d put pillows on the wall for you 🤍🌷
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loversmore · 11 months
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art by jimin. for @avizou ♡ by mona & ems.
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kiwimidnight · 9 months
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maisonbelligavi · 19 days
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Yeah, I'm all soft now🥺🥺
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mcrbois · 1 year
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chinchillion · 6 months
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w-afaa · 11 days
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‏﴿ فَضَحِكَتْ فَبَشَّرْنَاهَا ﴾
‏اللهم اجعلنا من هذة الآيـه 💜🍃.
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olgipolgi · 4 months
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i love her gentle little smile so much 🥺🤍
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flowercrowngods · 6 months
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the prompt: rest | rating: G | cw: non-explicit trauma-related insomnia
The steady thrum of the engine is like gentle white noise that not only fills Eddie’s head and smoothes out the frayed edges of consciousness, but runs through his whole body as a comforting presence. It spreads from the hands holding the wheel in a loose, easy grip up his arms and to his shoulders, down his chest where it settles in his gut. That feeling of belonging, of comfort, of familiarity. It leaves him with a smile as he shifts the gear, accelerating a little on the open street.
No one else is out here tonight, and there’s no destination ahead, but his goal has long since been reached.
Part of him wants to roll down the window to feel the breeze in his hair, allow November in just for five minutes, just for the duration of this next song.
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone?
But he won’t, because this moment is not his.
He glances over to the side, catches the split second where the passing street lights make Steve glow golden, his breath even, his face relaxed. His eyes closed, his forehead void of pained frowns. He’s been asleep for an hour.
It mends something inside him, seeing Steve like this, but something splinters all the same.
“What do you need? What can I give you? Please, Steve, you need to sleep. You deserve to rest.”
He remembers asking, tears welling up in his eyes and desperation clawing at his insides, clawing to get out and tear at Steve, tear at him to find out what it is that Eddie can do.
“Can we just— Drive? For a while?”
“Where to?”
“Nowhere, just… Might help.”
And it did. It does.
It’s been a few months now, and sometimes it’s Wayne who takes Steve — or both of them — on a ride to lull him to sleep with a steady engine and a tape that Vecna never touched.
And every time, Steve wakes the second the car stops. But it’s fine, because he’ll smile, he’ll say, “Thank you”, he’ll say, “I love you,” and he’ll lie on Eddie’s chest for the rest of the night, listening to the steady thrum of his heart while Eddie hums a quiet melody until Steve is asleep again.
written for @steddiemicrofic, dedicated to @auroraplume because i can 🤍🌷
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sukunas-wife · 3 months
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If anyone is interested in supporting your beloved Local Sukuna Simp financially I can make custom Phone charms 🥺
Here are some examples I’ve made of you wanna dm me to “preorder” yours 🥹🤍 (Acrylic Charms aren’t mine they’re ones my friends irl have bought but if you like one dm me!)
They’re $25 to cover shipping if you order more than one the price can drop since it’ll all be in one package 🤍
Below are examples of what I’ve made and I’m trying a new way so the charms aren’t so bulky!
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loversmore · 5 months
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RED VELVET x nature for @stillwritingpagez ♡
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zourried · 10 months
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First pride and with my queen! 🤍
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pensat-i-fet · 5 months
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Bebé 🥺
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pandabaozi · 6 months
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main: thief king bakura x malik ishtar [citronshipping] word count: 777 general cw: blood drinking artwork by: @aestromeri
[au, supernatural] Bakura never considered himself particularly squeamish. In fact, he’d seen enough unpleasantness to last him more lifetimes than he’d care to have. Broken bones, shattered teeth, disembowelment — if he hadn’t been the culprit, then there was a high chance he may have been the recipient.
[read on ao3]
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