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kewpiekills · 8 months
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beautiful woman imac g4
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vildo · 2 months
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Fixed it
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bettdraws · 2 months
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Elain exasperated, telling Feyre just how mistaken whoever made Lucien her mate was.
“He is insufferable, I cannot have one moment of peace when he’s around” Shes pacing in her little garden, Feyre holding Nyx in her lap while seated in a bench, listening to her sister. “He always has a comeback to everything I say” She throws her hands, palms up in exasperation as she continues pacing, eyes on the ground. “He’s cocky, he thinks he’s so smart and smug, with his… stupid smile” Images of his white teeth, pointy canines and lopsided smirk flash through her mind. “He thinks he can get me, thinks he knows me, he doesn’t know the first thing about me” She says to Feyre and her sister just shakes her head in agreement. “He’s always studying me…” She sees his infuriatingly cunning eyes, one of rust one of metal staring at her with long lowered lashes. “Assessing me like I’m some… prey” That glance she caught him throwing at her more than once, as if he was taking her all in, eating her up from head to toe. “He’s shameless, the words he uses” She feels her cheeks heat up a bit when she remembers how he had talked to her now that his gentleman act was gone. Now that he had learned what things get inside her skin. “He’s nothing more than a rake” She tells her sister and she nods quickly in agreement as his words flood her mind like thunderstorm. ‘If you don’t believe my gentleman act, Elain, you’ll be glad to know I don’t believe your proper lady act either’ He had told her a few hours ago in one of their latest heated exchanges. “He thinks he can seduce me with his wicked ways, with his big mouth” And plump lips. “His ridiculous hair” Always looking perfect as if he had been born like that. She scoffs and Feyre shakes her head again, Nyx scoffing too. ‘Find me when you’re finally ready to admit you cannot endure a second longer without me touching you’ He had said making her face light up in crimson heat as he breathed on her ear. ‘Rake’ She had managed to say. He had just chuckled. ‘Oh, I can show you how much of a rake I can be, my lady.’
“Elain?” Feyre snaps Elain’s attention back to the present moment. Her cheeks are still heating. She shakes her head.
“They made a mistake” She says again. “Whoever decided this, decided that he–“ She points at the house even though Lucien is no longer there. “Was to be my mate. We can’t be more incompatible. He brings out the worst in me… all I wanna do is slap him–“ Flashes of his soft smile invade her. “Yell at him” His broad hands trapping her hands and holding her up when she slipped on the frozen ground past winter make her stomach tighten. “He’s unpredictable” His broad back to her, dressed in fighting gear and his hair bound by a scrap of leather enthrall her all of a sudden. “I want him as far away from me-“ Him and his intoxicating, overwhelming smell of citrus, wood and a hint of cinnamon. “As physically possible” An image of his hard bare body, pressed onto hers, hips moving in a sinful rythm, take over her mind, images of a dream that haunt her more nights than she likes to admit. Slow touching of hands, sounds so unholy she could not understand how her mind could come up with something like that. Her nails on his broad back, the muscles on his frame rippling under them, the feeling of belonging, of contentment, of utter satisfaction possessing her whole…
She suddenly remembers Feyre and Nyx are both still there, when she brings her eyes towards her sister’s cooled, knowing stare and she realizes for once, just how screwed she actually is.
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scorchedcandy · 1 year
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Day 29 - Fanart of someone else’s (@sixteenthchapel) OC
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karihighman · 8 months
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Britt Robertson & Kevin Zegers being the most fun bffs on Celebrity Family Feud 😄👋
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bcbdrums · 2 months
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What do you mean Psycho-Pass season 3 doesn’t have a dub???
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fariesoiree · 5 months
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pavitr is the cutest little thing . “ it’s a sweater ” i will kiss you on your forehead
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kwyw · 2 years
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I do love me some yellow…
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malewifeph1lza · 10 months
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fav part abt this wip is the baby with gun
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alltoowsll · 1 year
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I had some dreams, there were clouds in my coffee!
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felrend · 2 years
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Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold
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thesconesyard · 2 years
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Wherever You Are, I Am
Part 28
The bed was soft as he fell onto it that night. He didn’t want to look over at the empty other side, but he couldn’t help it.
“Goodnight Monty,” McCoy whispered to himself.
He could picture the engineer putting an arm across his middle and pulling him close. He grabbed for the other pillow instead and held it close in his arms. It wasn’t the same. It didn’t smell like Scotty. McCoy wished he had thought to grab one of Scotty’s shirts, or something of Scotty’s.
He had holos and a couple little things Scotty had given him across the years, but nothing that would hold the tangible feel or scent of his husband.
McCoy did have a piece of Scotty’s broken teacup. He had taken it without Scotty’s knowledge. He hoped in one of the antique shops around the city he could find a match for a replacement and surprise Scotty with it.
He jumped when his comm beeped. He wasn’t on the roster to be called for emergencies at SFM yet so who would possibly be messaging him at this time? McCoy reached behind himself clumsily and grabbed his comm on the second try.
His eyes squinted at the light the comm gave off as he opened it.
Incoming message from Your Bestest Husband
McCoy blinked again then chuckled to himself. Scotty had been digging into his comm again. Of course he could do something like that from so far away.
Get some sleep. I know that mind of yours is wandering and worrying. I miss you too Len. It’s too quiet here now. Sleep love. We’ll talk again later this week. I’d write it in Gaelic, but you can’t read that, so I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you!
McCoy’s eyes were suddenly moist. He blinked back tears and wiped a hand across his face. Of course Scotty knew what he needed to hear. He always knew. A smile made its way across McCoy’s face as he tapped out a quick reply.
Thank you. I love you too.
He managed to get the comm back on the bedside table. His arm still wrapped around the other pillow, he made himself comfortable and soon drifted off.
Jaylah had moved into her dorm room. McCoy looked around his now extremely empty feeling quarters. He sighed. He missed Scotty. He missed Jaylah. He missed Jim and Chekov and Uhura and Sulu. He missed Christine and Geoff. And lord help him if he ever admitted it outloud, but he even missed Spock.
McCoy let himself flop loose limbed down onto the couch with another sigh. Classes started in two days. He should be getting his teaching materials together. He could be making dinner. He could read one of the books he’d been waiting to make time for. But none of it sounded appealing. He went to turn on the holo screen to watch something, but gave up halfway through the effort.
Sitting doing nothing was frustrating, but he didn’t want to do anything. McCoy made an angry noise in the back of his throat at himself. His eyes closed and another sigh escaped.
“Come on McCoy,” he said aloud.
He continued sitting. With another sigh he finally forced himself up from the couch. A shower. A shower to relax, then maybe he’d have it in him to start on his things for class.
He had just reached his bedroom door when his comm began to chirp.
Maybe it’s Monty he thought, before glancing at the clock and realizing Scotty would still be working. He sighed again as he crossed back to the coffee table to pick up the comm. He didn’t recognize the number.
“McCoy,” he answered gruffly.
“Dr. Leonard McCoy?” a soft voice asked.
“Yes,” McCoy replied. “I’m him. Who are you?”
“Dr. McCoy, my name is Astrid Syline. I just got back to campus today.”
“Alright…,” McCoy trailed off, wondering where this conversation was going.
“I've been assigned as your teacher's assistant for your classes. I should have started with that.”
“I didn’t know I had a TA. Guess Phil forgot to mention that.” McCoy sat himself back down on the couch.
“Oh. Well, as I said, I only got back today.”
“Long trip home from England?” McCoy ventured. The woman’s accent gave her away.
“Yes sir, my family is near Manchester.”
“Ah.”
“I was calling, Dr. McCoy, to introduce myself, and to see if you needed any help the next couple days before the term starts,” Astrid said.
McCoy smiled. He wondered how many other things may have slipped Dr. Boyce’s mind to tell him.
“That would be nice, Astrid. It’s been a while since I was here at the academy. Why don’t we plan to meet tomorrow morning and you can fill me in on what’s changed since my days.”
“What time sir?”
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seraphdreams · 2 years
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it's just like your little revenge on Emma for ditching you for Draken, instead of being annoyed you just prance into her brother's room and get him to fuck you with the promise of a date in exchange which you never end up going to always forgetting about it until be basically drags you to one now you're the one annoying Emma about your relationship mindlessly gushing about nothing while Mikey's holding you in his lap in silence with a smug grin on his face as he watches her glare him down for ruining her best friend
the only thing you can do at that point is reassure her that you’re still her best friend and that you love her so much, despite being attached to mikey. and what better way to show that off than to take the time to eat her out one night, a planned girls night 🥺
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firephoenix23 · 3 months
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Like I literally have second hand embarrassment for Vox after seeing what Alastor ACTUALLY is like in a rivalry.
Like homie wishes he could be that close to Alastor 😂😂
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self-made-cages · 5 months
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Yeahhhhh I bought the fearless pajama pants 💀
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