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bejeweleds · 2 years

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LONELY STREET 220628 credit.

#bystay #staysource #createskz #kpopco #stray kids #lee know #minho #melontrack #cheytermelon #userbeepls #yunaevis #lee minho #creations #creations: skz #creations: 2022 #creations: gif #yeah so i like him...

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baliins · 2 years

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CELEBRIMBOR ☆ the last of the line of fëanor. lord of eregion.

for @lyndeth-halfelven 🤍

#silmarillion #silmedit #celebrimbor #tolkien #tolkienedit #lotr #lotredit #silmarillionedit #celebrimbor feanorian #feanorians #creations #creations: mb #creations: 2022 #mb #hes just so tragic i love him

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stil-lindigo · 1 year

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the machine.

a comic about being a 'creator' online.

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#in light of recent online 'success' i feel like this may come off as ungrateful #just wanna say that all the comics i make in this series are written about experiences i felt in 2022 #which was a rough year personally and creatively #and i very luckily don't feel this way anymore #and this also isnt to shame anyone who DOES feel this way #its easy to start to feel like all you are is a vending machine of art #and like thats all you are to people #theres nothing human to you #it can be a bit of a pit #and on some level this damage is self inflicted but social media really doesnt help that feeling #this wont work for everyone but having friends around you who you can talk to about stuff that ISNT art #going outside for dinner #maybe walking around #its good for when you need that feeling to go away even a bit temporarily #youre a human being #not a mindless content creation machine #and i hope anyone who feels like this now can get to a place where they have a healthier relationship with their own work #good luck to all of you #and thank you for reading #comic art #its 10pm #stillindigo art

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birdmans · 1 month

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The Cruel Prince — Holly Black

#a bit of a draft clearing but in honor of the trailer drop lets move #interview with the vampire #claudia de pointe du lac #iwtvedit #my creations*#lestat de lioncourt #amc iwtv #iwtv 2022 #iwtv

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lindenmori · 9 months

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i forgot i was supposed to be posting! this was for LuckyDucky_Art on insta! and one of my best pieces from artfight 2022. i love the moss bnuuy so much

#bunny #bunny art #cottagecore #goblincore #mori kei art #artfight #artfight 2022 #artfight 2022 attacks #linden creations #linden draws

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banghwa · 25 days

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average gothamite google search results

bruce wayne in the batman (2022) template: x, x | insp: x, x

#the batman #the batman 2022 #robert pattinson #bruce wayne #dcu #batman #dcfilmblr #battinson #dcugifs #filmgifs #dcfilms #**this format has been overdone to death atp but IDCCCC i like to imagine gotham internet culture. their twtsphere must be crazyyyyy #**idc if the colouring is kinda inconsistent idc if this is a bad time to post gifs this was fun im having funnnn #*creations #*gifs

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billy-crudup · 2 years

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What’s a bad miracle? They got a word for that? NOPE (2022) dir. Jordan Peele

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meowonhao · 1 year

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two big puppies and their victim bff ❤️

bonus: master of meditation is unfazed

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phantasmagoricalullaby · 1 year

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Dream: He is my masterpiece. A dark mirror made to reflect everything humanity will not confront. Your name shall be..... The Corinthian.

The Corinthian:

Oh, to be a fly on the wall when Lucienne and Jessamy saw their lord's "masterpiece."

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movie-gifs · 1 year

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SCREAM (2022) dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin & Tyler Gillett

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arianarunspop · 1 year

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#agrandeedit #arianagrandeedit #dailygrande #dailywomen #femaledaily #femalegifsource #flawlessbeautyqueens #flawlesscelebs #thequeensofbeauty #wonderfulwomendaily #dailymusicqueens #popculturehub #userpcultures #ariana grande #rupaul's drag race 2022 #creations #yup i miss her

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bejeweleds · 2 years

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YET TO COME (2022) SPRING DAY (2017) ‘get over the hyyh storyline’ they said. ‘it’s over’ they said.

#bts #btsgif #btsedit #dailybts #kpopco #tusercelia #tuserjay #cheytermelon #userkelli #annietrack #laura.track #underbetelgeuse #usersan #creations #creations: bts #creations: 2022 #wow feeling a bit devastated

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baliins · 2 years

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MANWË SÚLIMO King of Arda and Lord of Wind and Air

#tolkienedit #silmedit #silmarillion #lotredit #lotr #oneringnet #manwe #silm #valar #manwe sulimo #creations #creations: poster #creations: 2022

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elletao · 1 year

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31 DAYS OF HORROR

Day 22: Nope (2022) dir. Jordan Peele You don’t turn your back on a bear. You don’t wear red around a bull. It’s like that. You don’t look at it unless you want its attention.

#nope 2022 #filmedit #userfilm #horroredit #userbbelcher #dailyflicks #moviehub #fyeahmovies #creations*#31daysofhorror #*film #*nope

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yeonjune · 1 year

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that that 🤠

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sstormyskyess · 6 months

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Icy Hands

author's note: this'll be the first time i post my writing online in quite a few years so go easy on me!! i'm hoping to post as frequently as i'm able to from now on! my requests are open as well, so if you have requests or thoughts, don't hesitate to send something in!

cw: hurt/comfort, allusions to domestic abuse

word count: 1500+

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick / GN!Reader "Pitch"

You ran your hands over your face and rubbed the corners of your eyes, staving off the imminent eye strain you felt developing. You really needed to get somewhere other than the base to spend your leaves. An apartment or something, anything to keep you away from the obligations that sat around every corner of the base. Hell, not even Price stayed on base when he was on leave.

You get yourself up and out of your uncomfortable chair after another few minutes of staring down at the documents sprawled over your desk. Maybe you could get some water, or eyedrops from the med bay. Anything would be better than the bureaucratic hellscape in your room. You squeezed your eyes shut when the fluorescent lights of the hallway pierced your eyes. Muttering a curse under your breath, you start the walk to the rec room.

The last thing you were expecting was to bump into Kyle. “Gaz? What are you doing here?” You tilted your head and sized him up for a few seconds. He certainly looked a bit disheveled which was an interesting sight in and of itself. He was always pretty well put together, but it looked like he’d just rolled out of bed with his clothes askew and eyes red. The most surprising thing was the fact that he was on base to begin with. As far as you knew, he had gone back to wherever he lived offbase.

“Oh, Pitch— I just, uh… left something in my room.” He cleared his throat and rubbed at the back of his neck, hissing in pain for some odd reason. You squinted, stepping a bit closer to him and crossing your arms when he takes a step back in response. “You’re a real bad liar. What’s going on?”

“Nothing is ‘going on,’ I’m fine.” He started to push past you but he didn’t make it far before your arm came up to stop him in his tracks. He winced and took a step away from your arm. “Piss off, Pitch. Move.” He grumbled and harshly pushed you aside before swiftly making his way to his room.

Kyle let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He was lucky that you hadn’t noticed the ice pack he was stashing behind his back as he went to lock himself in his room. He shivered from the feeling of the ice against one of the many bruises littering his skin. Then, he made the mistake of picking up and checking his phone for the first time since he left his flat.

There were a countless number of messages and missed calls from the person responsible for all the marks still darkening on his body head-to-toe. A fresh wave of tears threatened to spill from his eyes. He rubbed them away and squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that maybe if he squeezed hard enough, everything would just go away.

He sat curled up in his bed for another half hour before he heard a gentle knock on his door. You. Nosy little bastard. “Gaz, you good?” You call through the door. Kyle huffed out a sharp sigh and forced himself out of bed. As much as he wished he could just pull the covers over his head and tune everything out, he knew you were possibly one of the most persistent people on the planet.

When the door opened, Kyle immediately felt the scrutinizing stare in your eyes. Ever observant, he knew you were almost certainly going to notice or already had noticed every little thing that was off about him. He simply resigned himself to your hand grabbing him by the chin and tilting his head to the side. After that half hour, the bruise on his cheek had become much more swollen and your eyes widened at the sight of it. “What the hell happened?”

“I… I bumped into a door frame on my way in. Wasn’t paying attention.” Kyle mumbled. You roll your eyes and run your thumb over his cheek. “I already told you you’re a bad liar. Quit it.” You frown. Kyle’s head hung low to avoid looking at you. He knew that if he did, he wouldn’t be able to keep the act up. “Mate, I’m fine. Really.” He says quietly, almost inaudibly. After a few more moments of you holding his face and feeling your firm stare burrowing into him, he sighed and tilted his head down to rest on yours.

You moved one of your hands to the back of Kyle’s neck to comfort him, but pulled back when Kyle flinched under your touch. Then, you realized you just touched an open wound in the process of trying to scab over. You sighed. “Just bumped into a door frame, huh?” Kyle shut his eyes tightly when he got called out on his lie. “Tell me what happened, Gaz.”

Kyle pulled you into his room and sat on the bed next to you, leaning his forearms on his knees and putting his head in his hands. “My—” Another wave of tears threatened to crash down. “My boyfriend, he…” He dug his teeth into his bottom lip, doing all he could to force back the water welling up in his eyes. You quickly saved him from having to spill out all of the pain he’d been feeling for the past year. Kyle could hear the shock and building outrage in your voice when you spoke up. “Your boyfriend did this to you?”

Your teeth clenched. You’d only met Kyle’s boyfriend once, and all that was exchanged was a polite wave. His boyfriend had driven him to a new little dive bar that TF-141 and Laswell had chosen to scope out, so you were finally able to meet him. You never really had an opinion on him, but you were always pretty suspicious. It always felt like Kyle was hiding him from the task force; the guy was never mentioned except for situations that Kyle was poked and prodded at to talk about him.

Knowing this now, though? You were damn near ready to get in your car and roll up on the bastard. You were fully ready to kick this dude’s ass. Nobody messes with your friends, especially not Kyle. He was too important to you. He was such a good man and he certainly didn't deserve to feel unsafe in his own house.

Kyle felt your comforting hand tense up on his back. Your fingers twisted into the fabric of his shirt and they started shaking from how tight your muscles had gotten. “Pitch?” He glanced up and saw the way your brows were pinched together and your lips were pursed. You suddenly stood up and started to pace the room, nearly stomping as you walked back and forth in front of him. “Pitch, what’s wrong?” Just watching you was making him even more anxious than before.

“That son of a bitch… Swear to god I’ll fucking kill him…” You growled under your breath. “I should kill that motherfucker for doing that to you.” His eyes widen at that. He quickly stood up and grabbed your wrist to stop you from wearing a trench into the concrete floor. “Calm down, Pitch—” He flinched back when you turned to him quickly. “I’m not gonna calm down, Kyle! Nobody should treat you like that; shit, I’m pissed at myself for not knowing sooner!” You clenched your fist, focused on the feeling of you nails digging into your palm and took a deep breath. Kyle looked at you, not only shocked by your outburst but also because you used his legal name. You didn’t use anyone’s legal name unless you were really serious.

You pulled yourself from his grasp and went to leave the room with heavy steps. Right when you got to the door and wrapped your hand around the handle, you felt a set of toned arms wrap around your waist. You froze. Your head turned to the side a bit to look at where Kyle’s head rested on your shoulder. “I’d rather have you here. With me.” He mumbled into your shirt.

…”You’re gonna tell Price about this, right?” You brushed your fingers across the hair on the back of Kyle’s neck. He shivers from the cold lacing your fingers. The ice pack on his bedside table had long since melted down, the condensation saturating the shirt that you had taken off and used to wrap it up. He buried his face in your now bare chest, a small sigh passing his lips. “I will. Promise.” The cold in the room was strong, the military AC pumping wave after wave of chilly air into the space, but the warmth between you two could block out all of it.

If not for Kyle curled up in your arms and against your chest, your thoughts would have been clouded by what felt like a smoldering campfire. Your mind and heart were cracking under the pressure of your own feelings; you had never felt such a deep love for someone, and yet you knew that you could never pursue it. But for now, you'd be happy just holding your friend and comforting him, trying your hardest to help him forget about the bastard that pushed him into your arms.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

#kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x gn!reader #kyle garrick x gn!reader #gaz x gn!reader #gaz mw2 #gaz modern warfare #gaz cod #mwii #modern warfare ii #mw2 2022 #cod mw2 #mw2 #mw2 x reader #mw2 fanfic #storm's creations #sstormyskyess

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