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m3llowm1sh · 6 months
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art dump art dump
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freak60000 · 1 year
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i made them into a gif ok? Ok?
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bearjam · 4 months
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Drawing prompt: Parker Yang wearing makeup
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Hi yeah so I went like way too all out with this and now have like a whole idea for a comic/fic/both about Parker and Arthur needing to go undercover but obv Parker being the pretty boy he is, is the only one of them who can convincingly pass for a woman. Blah blah blah Arthur does his makeup, blah blah blah Parker freaks out internally because of how close Arthur is to him/how much he’s touching his face. Blah blah blah you gave me brain rot thank you. To the pile of to do malevolent fics/comics it goes
(If you zoom in of his face his eyeshadow has sparkles)
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eddiebabygirldiaz · 6 months
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do you ever think about buck and eddie holding hands while trying to fall asleep in the bunkroom and not talking about it in the morning
all the goddamn time actually, thanks for asking. you know they have pushed the bunks together as close as possible because the closer they are the better they sleep and it's all wrapped up in warmth and audible breaths and heartbeats and they like to whisper to each other as they fall asleep, talking about mundane things like chris' schedule or the calls they were just on or buck spouting random facts that eddie asks about and then the sleepier they get the more soft and malleable they are so they reach for each other, hands meeting in that scant space they can't quite cross yet, fingers intertwining, a soft tether for them, a reassurance and comfort that even in sleep they have one another's backs and they don't ever talk about it because why would they, it's nice and helpful and what would words do for them anyway
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sexy-sea-basss · 2 months
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Oh oh oh Cirrus and Swiss, the anger one (forgot the number) 🩷🩷🩷
OOOuuuhhh!!!!!!! okay okay, ill see what i can whip up.
45. ...out of anger with Cirrus and Swiss
"Swiss, just SHUT THE FUCK UP! That was MY kill," Cirrus yells across the dinner table, earning stares from everyone on the table. Swiss got all of the credit the kill from the hunt earlier in the day, and he's been rubbing it in her face all day, and he just won't stop.
Swiss opens his mouth to say something, but Cirrus gets up and goes to her room, dinner untouched. She slams the door, sending a shockwave through the hall.
"It's okay, I got this," Swiss get's up confidently to talk to Cirrus. He's hears with a chorus of good lucks and silverware clinking on the dishes behind him.
He knocks on the door, excepting to be turned away, but Cirrus opens the door.
"What do you want?" Cirrus hisses.
"Came to talk."
She walks away from the door, and Swiss let's himself in.
"Nice place you got here."
"Cut the bullshit, what do you want?"
"Look, you know I killed that deer, not you, so stop being a bitch," Swiss remarks.
Cirrus whips her head to look at Swiss dead in his eyes, "What did you just call me?"
"A bitch. You're acting like one."
The heated exchange of words continue, until they're face to face, millimeters away.
"Say that kill was yours one more time, and I'm gonna fuck you up"
""ou promise?" Swiss smirks, "That kill was mine baby cakes, and you know it."
Cirrus grabs the back of Swiss' head and smashes his lips to her. Fangs clashing, growls exchanges, sloppy kissing. Swiss' hands roam Cirrus body, ripping off the clothes she's wearing.
"You still smell like blood. So, fucking hot." Swiss compliments Cirrus.
"Shut up. Get on the bed. I believe I promised to fuck you up."
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bibuddie · 1 year
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06 + buddie 👀
6. No more keepin' score now, I just keep you
The first time he says it, it's a challenge. They're standing in Buck's kitchen under low light, exchanging long overdue apologies. Then Buck raises a brow, and somehow the temperature shoots up by a thousand degrees. Buck stalks towards him, hand on his belt buckle as he smirks around you wanna go for the title? It sparks something deep in Eddie's gut, and he has to look away before he ignites.
The next time he says it, it's teasing. They're at the bar across the street from the firehouse, exchanging war stories (both literal and metaphorical). Somehow, over the course of the night, they've ended up pressed against eachother in the booth, Buck's arm slung behind Eddie's shoulders and his hand brushing the back of his neck every so often, setting every one of Eddie's nerve endings on fire. Eddie takes another swig from his beer as Buck finishes telling the table a very elaborated on version of their poker game. Eddie snorts, catching Buck's attention. Buck's smirk turns dangerous, and a million and one alarm bells start to ring inside Eddie's head. He leans in, lips brushing Eddie's ear as he whispers, you wanna go for the title, Diaz? And, well, there's never been a challenge Eddie hasn't risen to.
The third time he says it is whispered into the back of Eddie's neck the next morning. Eddie stirs awake to gentle kisses being pressed on every inch of bare skin and sighs contentedly. "I could get used to this."
Buck chuckles, a low, husky thing that sends a shiver down Eddie's spine. "Me too, honestly."
Eddie rolls onto his back to face Buck then, grinning up at him. "Although, I wouldn't mind a repeat performance of last night either."
"Oh?" Buck grins salaciously, leaning down to press a long kiss to Eddie's lips that has him melting into the bed. "I suppose if I'm the one doing all the hard work..."
Eddie swats at him, fighting to keep the smile off of his face. "Excuse me? I think I...contributed plenty, thank you very much!"
Buck's smirk widens, his eyes raking up and down Eddie's body in a way that threatens to consume him whole. "Oh yeah? You want a rematch?"
"No."
Buck pauses then, his nose scrunching slightly in a way that has Eddie's heart twisting inside his chest. "No?"
Eddie shakes his head, smiling up at Buck warmly as he shrugs his shoulders slightly. "I'm kinda over the whole competition of it all."
"Oh." Buck says, his tone giving nothing away. "So...you don't want to do this again?"
"No! I do!" Eddie says hurriedly, cupping Buck's face in both of his hands. "I just — I'm done keeping score, I think. I just — I just wanna keep you...if that's okay."
The smile that overcomes Buck's face is breathtaking, and it catches, Eddie smiling right back at him. Buck leans down to press a deliberate, slow kiss to Eddie's lips, and he feels like he can breathe for the first time in a long time.
He always did say Buck was the best partner he ever had.
taylor swift 'i love yous'
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lesboysilver · 2 months
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PART 2 IS FOCUSED ON MY GIRL???
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twinprime · 7 months
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lana as the most played artist!!! SO TRUE AND SO ICONIC! hope u are well harley i love you 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
hiiiiii ash omg giggling and kicking my feet rn thank uuuu!!! 💕💕 MWAH i love u i’m doing fabulous i hope ur doing well too :) <33
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rt-lots · 7 months
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supa cute wip of mine i wanted to share hehe
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il-predestinato · 2 years
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Elle I am absolutely unwell. “We found each other again”???
Whenever I write fic I worry about making lines too cheesy like we’ve been waiting for each other forever, on rain-washed karting tracks and I always think that nobody would ever say that
And then Charles one-ups me with this absolute POETRY I CANT 😭😭😭
As a writer, it's nice to know that no matter how cheesy you think your writing is, Max and Charles will always outdo you...
Charles about Max:
Now we've found each other again.
We know each other very, very well.
We both achieved our dream to be driving in Formula 1. […] That is why I love this sport so much.
Max about Charles:
Charles - I know very well ... We are a similar age, of course ... only three weeks apart.
He's naturally skilled … something you can admire … just have this little extra compared to other drivers.
He has always been [aggressive] but in a good way, like me.
Disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I'm literally vomiting rainbows.
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m3llowm1sh · 2 months
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brawl stars doodle dump
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freak60000 · 2 years
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“ash doesn’t care about her rat which is why she didn’t name it” but…….but
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Stageplay Lucy is serving her cuntry. She's absolutely slaying penis. She's gotta have a teenage pregnancy the way she's MOTHERING. Does this make sense
whatever happened to "she's a good actress"
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eddiebabygirldiaz · 5 months
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hi talk to me about hangster
oh where do i even start?? how about how they eye fuck every time they are in each other's vicinity or the way hangman HAS to egg rooster on and pull his pigtails otherwise he will die or the way rooster rises to the bait in a way that is both satisfying and maddening or how they know exactly what buttons to press and how long before backing off or how about rooster can't help but keep telling hangman how good he looks and hangman gets off so hard on it
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sexy-sea-basss · 1 month
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Can i have another one? You're just so good.. love your writing 😭
46 with Aether and Dew?
Another one coming right up!!!
From the kissy scenario list
46. ...out of envy or jealousy with Aether & Dew
Dew had been hanging out with Rain pretty much the whole week. Aether felt ignored, abandoned almost. Aether was feeling jealous of Rain getting all of Dew's attention. He just wanted to spend a few minutes with him just to give him a little peck, or tell him he looks good, just a few minutes is all Aether wants. He's never felt this way before, since Dew always made time for him.
Aether leaves the infirmary, ready to start the weekend, when he sees Dew walking by unaccompanied. This is my chance Aether thinks to himself.
He grabbed Dew's skinny arm, pulling him back and pushing him up against the brick wall with his body. He looks into Dew's eyes momentarily, then kisses his lips. Savoring the taste, but then he gets a little more aggressive and possessive. Further pushing his body into Dew's, knee sliding in between his legs, pulling away with Dew's bottom lip between this teeth.
"What was that for?" Dew asks innocently. He receives a growl in response.
"Wait... are you jealous?"
"So, what if I am?" Aether said.
"Why?" Dew asks, staring at his lips then trails up to his eyes, back down to his lips.
"You've been with him all week, and I've barely seen you. So, yeah, maybe I am jealous of Rain. " Aether responds rolling his eyes.
"Oh, Aeth, why don't we go back to my room and you show me just how jealous you are." Dew seduces Aether.
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bibuddie · 11 months
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either ‘i’m not going to hurt you.’ or ‘c’mere. shh, it’s okay.’ <3
"c'mere. shh, it's okay."
buck's still trembling when eddie's hands close around his biceps, dragging him backwards gently so his back's pressed against eddie's chest. his chest heaves as he grips eddie's hands on his arms, a grounding presence to keep him in the moment as he tries to string a coherent thought together.
nightmares don't come for buck as often as they used to, not since eddie was there to hold him at night. but sometimes, if he's had a particularly stressful day at work, they'll manage to sneak up on him without warning. he'll see eddie get shot over and over in slow motion, a sick replay of the worst day of his life. and then when he manages to get his feet from under him, he'll feel heat coursing through his veins, feeling electricity pulsing at his fingertips as he's sent flying over the edge of a ladder, and he'll be outside of his own body as he's dangling 100 feet up in the air, eddie bleeding out on the asphalt below him as he lets out a blood curdling scream that no one can hear—
it's usually then that eddie wakes him.
it's late (or early?), and they have to be up in a few hours to take chris to school, and they have a day of groceries and errands and buck feels awful.
"i'm sorry." he whispers.
"don't apologise." eddie's response is immediate and sure, whispered into his skin where eddie's lips meet the back of his shoulder. "was it a bad one?"
buck nods silently, and he feels more than hears eddie's responding hum. they sit in silence for a few minutes as buck fights to regulate his breathing. eddie's hands are resting gently on his stomach now, tapping a slow rhythm that gives buck something to focus on other than the anxiety coursing through his veins.
he doesn't know how long it's been before he feels like he can take a full breath again, seeming both an eternity and no time at all. he lets out a jaw-splitting yawn that has eddie chuckling quietly. "think you can sleep some more? we still have a few hours before we have to be up."
"yeah." buck whispers, allowing eddie to lay him down and raising an arm so eddie can lay against his shoulder. it's not long before he feels sleep beginning to tug at the ends of his consciousness, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier with each passing second. "eddie?"
"yeah, baby?"
"thank you." he mumbles, letting his eyes slip closed in the knowledge that, if he was to fall victim to the ghosts of his past once again, eddie would be there to catch him. and for now, that can be enough.
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