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clefos · 2 days

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"They have returned" part 2

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Continuation of this

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skiaskai · 6 months

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dude your durge is showing

#Totally forgot to put this here lmao #But here we go #the dark urge #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #Durge Phyx #Gonna start a tag for him 🫶

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deoccchi · 3 months

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I've decided to create some reference sheets with my own interpritations of dol characters so I'll be more comfortable when drawing them so yeah say hi to the pure!Sydney 😇

#dol #dol sydney #degrees of lewdity #sydney the faithful #pure!sydney #m!sydney #pc #dol pc #I was hesitating a bit sctually #but here we go #sorry I'm just really anxious person :(

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tinderbox210 · 8 months

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Spock and Data + stumbling drunk out of turbolifts

Star Trek: Strange New Worlds: s02e09 - Subspace Rhapsody Star Trek: The Next Generation: s01e03 - The Naked Now

#star trek #star trek: strange new worlds #star trek: the next generation #spock #data #snwedt #tngedit #trekedit #my gif #was this done before?#at least i don't think i've seen it #but here we go #you can't tell me this wasn't a callback to Data's iconic entrance

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vox-ex · 7 months

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vigilante + breakfast

Supercorptober 2023

"You can put your strength down. I’m sitting here with you at your kitchen table. You don’t need to say anything." - Eden Robinson

or ... Lena saves Supergirl from Lillian but winds up having breakfast with Kara

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Lena doesn't know how she got here.

Standing in the kitchen of a cabin up the coast while a superhero showered in the other room.

Well, she does.

But it's a story too long to tell on 3 hours of sleep. She thinks about just leaving, about placing a note on the counter and going after Lillian on her own for almost killing Supergirl. But playing vigilante was literally the one thing she said she told Agent Danvers she wouldn't do.

So that's how she wound up here.

Standing in the kitchen of a cabin up the coast, water running in the other room while she tried to make sense of the last 24 hours and the room in front of her all at once.

She finds it all narrows down to one thing, or rather three, all stacked together.

She notices the bright blues and deep reds first, the way they stand out against the dark wood. She runs her fingers over the heavy material of the suit and through the thick creases of the cape, trailing over the edges of the sigil that peeks out. It's softer than she thought it would be. Careful stitching and little flecks of gold woven throughout. She marvels at the hidden complexities of something that had always seemed so much simpler.

But things up close never quite appear like they do at a distance.

They look out of place, folded there on the kitchen table.

The care to place them so perfectly, a contrast to the rest of the room.

A blanket still covering half the couch. Two pillows wedged together against the arm. A pot of coffee on the counter, still warm but half gone. A missing mug from the cabinet. A plate covered in bits of jam and burnt toast crumbs in the sink.

But there was an odd comfort in it, of things having been taken out and put back a little askew — careful in its own way, but cautious too. It felt familiar in a way she couldn't place.

She came back to the suit, noticing one more thing tucked inside the folds — a pair of dark-rimmed glasses.

She carefully picked them up, unable to leave them in their place like the rest of the things she had found.

Familiar in that same way she couldn't place.

They were heavier than they should be.

She turned them over in her hand, tracing the outline of the frames, running her finger over the faint outline of scratches too deep to polish away.

Imagined them set in front of bright blue eyes.

They became even more familiar then.

Marveled at the simple illusion of them.

Was so caught up in it that she missed the sound of the water stopping.

Missed the sound of someone else coming into the kitchen.

"They have lead in them."

She almost dropped the glasses.

She imagines they wouldn't have broken if she had.

Finds herself careful with them all the same.

Kara came up next to her, hair still damp as she finished putting it up into a loose bun. She had cuts scattered on one side of her face still. Mostly healed. Mostly just angry lines and shallow marks. But Lena remembered them deeper, remembered her bleeding. Her ears rang in sympathy at the memory of how they got there. Remembering the the cape in front of her wrapped around her body instead, protecting her. It hadn't felt as heavy then.

Looking at her felt like walking into the room all over again. Some parts of her familiar, others out of place.

"I'm sorry, I - I was just..."

"Please don't be." Kara gently took the glasses from Lena's hands with a soft smile and slipped them on. "I left them there for you." Her fingers lining up with the imperfections on the lenses. The cuts along her cheek coming into sharper focus, too.

"I thought, I thought it might be easier to see when I told you about me...all of me."

She reached out and adjusted them just a little, letting her fingers linger there for a moment. She felt Kara relax against her.

"There you go," Lena said

The oversized sweater and messy bun made her seem even softer. More like the Kara she had come to know.

"Here I am."

But Lena could see it now - the strength coiled beneath her gentle nature, the way she stood taller under Lena's touch. Could see all of her.

Her fingers drifted from Kara's glasses to her chin, her thumb stretching up to touch the split in her lip that seemed to be taking the longest to heal.

Suddenly, even more of yesterday made sense.

Her mother hadn't just been trying to hurt Kara.

She had been trying to hurt her, too.

Her shoulders fell as the weight on them grew.

"I should have gotten there sooner...If I had just realized what she was doing, accepted it."

"Hey," Kara set her jaw, beneath Lena's touch. "You got us both out of there."

"What if she comes after you again?" Lena asked quietly.

"She will, and we'll stop her," Kara promised, "together." Her voice softened..."tet me protect you too."

Lena nodded, taking a deep breath. Years from now, she would become used to this kind of hope, but for, now it was still new.

"I have to be honest, though; I would really like some breakfast first. Because I tried making toast, but it was --"

"-a little burnt on one side," Lena finished.

Kara ducked her head, and Lena laughed, the sound coming easily even now, as it always seemed to do with Kara.

"Any requests? I am told I make good pancakes."

Kara squeezed her hand...careful...familiar.

"Perfect, pancakes sound perfect."

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read and follow along on Ao3 too

#supergirl #supercorp #sg prompts #supercorptober #supercorptober2023 #heaviness disguised as softness #been a while since I took a stab at a reveal fic #but here we go #reveal feels #think early season 2 #Lillian kidnapping Kara but no Mon-el #Lena saves her instead of Jeremiah

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quentinfiletmignon · 5 months

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ODED FEHR as ARDETH BAY

A5 • STABILO point 88 & 68 liners

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redbleedingrose · 10 months

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Azriel x Reader x Cassian Drabble

Uhhhhhh….

NSFW 18+

Congrats @whisperingmidnights on 1k 🥰

A shriek of pleasure leaves my swollen lips that have been biten and kissed for nearly three quarters of an hour by the two males now who tower over me, my mind in an utter haze, my vision blurring as my eyes gloss over with tears of ecstasy that roll down my cheeks as darkness incarnate impales me with his cock, shadows swirling around him in a frenzy as his heady, choked grunts escape him uncontrollably. His scarred hands grip at my shaking, plush thighs, holding them spread apart as he pounds into me, droplets of his sweat trickling from his ink black hairline down to the side of his beautiful face. Azriel looks wholly enraptured, his throbbing cock being milked by the consistent clamping of my gummy walls, trying to keep him inside. His hazel irises that were once locked on mine in reassurance flutter down to my bouncing breasts and the Illyrian warrior that is leaned over and switching back and forth between each tit, suckling on them while fisting his cock, moaning and whining into my peaked flesh. Cassian focuses on my right tit, biting harshly down on the pebbled nipple, soothing away the sharp tinge with a soft lap of his warm tongue over it. His broad hand fits over my left breast, squeezing it at the same pace and force he squeezes his cock. I can’t control myself, I can’t make up where to place my hands. I can’t focus on anything. One of my fists clenches at the eggshell sheets that are becoming soaked with our juices, the noise of the harsh slapping of Azriel’s balls against the base of my slick coated sex and Cass’ quick stroking of his rock hard cock filling the room in a filthy song. My other hand runs down the length of the general’s back, pausing at the apex of his thin, battle-scarred wings. It is instinct that has me running my pad of my forefinger down the bone of his wing before tracing the pulsing vein covered in the thin leather. Cassian roars against my tit, head burying into my collar as his warm, milky cum spurts out of him in ropes, spilling all over the side of my waist. Azriel’s thumb brushes over my swollen clit as Cass pants into me, instantly triggers my own release. I come with what sounds like a shaky gasp, unable to catch my breath as the spymaster rails and ruts into my spasming cunt. Another roll and grind of his hips has me spilling over into another climax before my first could complete, and my vision nearly whites out when Azriel follows my second release with his first, his warm cum spilling into me and leaking out as he eases me through the waves of rapture. He collapses down next to me, pulling my sore body into his chest while Cass paws over to cuddle into me from behind. My shaky hand weakly grabs at the comforter, yanking it over our bodies before the three of us pass out from the night of euphoria.

I DIDNT know how to finish this so sorry about that

I’m a filthy whore

#rose writes #acotar fanfic #azriel x reader #cassian x reader #azriel x reader x cassian #cassian x reader x azriel #azriel acotar #cassian acotar #drabble #uhum #im so shy about posting this #but here we go #LOL

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willowedhepatica · 26 days

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Ava didn't know what to expect when she went through the arc. But having to dig herself out of her mother's grave, spitting dirt and realising that she's in the past, wasn't it. Frankly, she thinks the universe has a sick sense of humour.

Eternal grave devours the lonely - time travel and messiness all around. What if Ava goes through the arc and happens in a time where she isn't supposed to be?

#ahhh i can't believe i finished this one #17k words later and im going to cry #it was such a process #much of it straight up chaos #but here we go #warrior nun #avatrice

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yangjeongin · 1 year

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HYUNJIN BIRTHDAY COUNTDOWN (2023 EDITION) ↘ D-12 | through the eras: GO LIVE

#hwang hyunjin #stray kids #bystay #createskz #malegroupsnet #hyunjin #a9gifs #flashing tw #*gif #*ccarly #*hyunjin #*carly:hyunjin #*series:hjbday23 #hi this is not as early as i am usually posting it i had a long day (positive) today #see euijin.tumblr.com for more details #but here we go #buckle up folks daily sets from here on out #i also miscounted. so MAYBE. MORE than one set per day. who knows....i may have miscounted again...we'll see

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camiladnne · 1 year

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SAM CLAFLIN and CAMILA MORRONE as BILLY and CAMILA DUNNE in DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023-)

#djatsedit #daisy jones and the six #billy dunne #camila dunne #tvedit #cinemapix #cinematv #romancegifs #filmtvdaily #billy x camila #sam claflin #camila morrone #my edits #the show is probably going to try to erase how much he loved camila #and i'll be mad as hell #but here we go #book!camilabilly you will always be famous

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morathicain · 2 months

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Did I rewatch some Kiseki while crafting school supplies today? Yes. Did their first night make me want to write? Also yes. Did I continue my wip? No. But I wrote this and while I don't know if I'll write more to it, I had this need to get into Chen Yi's head for the scene and well, I am half asleep and have no idea if it's worth anything but it's out there, so please enjoy ;)

Ai Di.

Chen Yi blinked slowly, his gaze unfocused but that was Ai Di in front of him. Distant but close and a little hazy, blonde hair falling into his face.

Chen Yi’s throat felt a little dry as he wanted to reach out and touch him, make sure it was Ai Di and not a dream.

He wanted to call him, wanted to ask what was wrong, wanted to … wait, what?

The face in front of him came into focus and Chen Yi frowned as he stared and recognised the tears in Ai Di’s eyes, the look of sorrow and pain.

A surge of care shook Chen Yi, made him realise more details about himself, about them.

Ai Di was naked and he was so, too, his skin hot and his heartbeat racing.

It felt new but it felt right and distant words came back into his mind like a long forgotten memory.

“The only one who will ever see you, is me.”

A shudder went through him and his breath came to a halt.

“You told me you would keep watching me”, he said, his mouth forming words on its own as he could only feel and react and reach, following this strange but secure urge in his veins, the pull towards Ai Di.

Chen Yi had no time to think, all he could do was act on his impulses, on what he wanted and needed right now. His heart had been slain open until it bled and his hopes had been destroyed until there was nothing left aside from shards and ashes.

“He will never notice you.”

The words came back and the reality of them would have been crushing, had been crushing, if there wasn’t Ai Di’s hazy face in front of him, a tear rolling down his cheek and dropping down onto Chen Yi’s own right now.

Something was wrong and Chen Yi needed to make it right.

Drawing a heavy breath, Chen Yi reached up to cup Ai Di’s face, to pull him down against his lips, welcoming him with an urgent kiss, a comforting kiss. Because it was the only way to tell Ai Di right now: All will be well.

And it felt real, so real and right, to have Ai Di’s weight on top of him. To feel his fingers against his skin, to be a victim to his crushing hug, the tiny waist between his hands.

“I’m here”, he promised with another kiss, fingers trailing alongside the choker.

“It’s okay”, he reassured with tender touches, as if Ai Di could vanish into the hazy fog any second again.

“No need to cry”, he wished as he let Ai Di take the lead and gave him all he had to give with a burning heart and a body aflame.

#kiseki: dear to me #ai di x chen yi #can this be called a drabble?#didn't have much time #but maybe I'll include it in a fic #who knows #but here we go #a few emotions #not finished or finished I will decide tomorrow #my writing #morathicain writes

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redditchwitch · 2 months

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My good friend Joe helping me try to translate one of my traditional art styles to digital. Isn't he nice?

#Not sure about posting this #but here we go #Ghost Joe looks cool to my horror loving eyes #joe tazuna #yttd

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anotherfanaccount · 7 months

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A separate post for him because he was the best thing in the movie.

The absolute grace with which he plays his character. I wept for him when he gets hurt. He was just a boy who wanted to dance and he did that because he had his mother's support and a loving wife.

When they say every successful man has a woman behind, it is true. But the women are actually with the men, it's a symbiotic relationship. Only when there's mutual respect and admiration can there be a success story.

#rocky aur rani ki prem kahani #tota roy chowdhury #apparently he was also in kahaani #I was in awe of vidya there to notice anyone else #but here we go #big claps for chandon babu and his kathak steps

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bagroft · 7 days

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