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scarefox · 9 months
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+ Bonus
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spell-of-the-rain · 3 months
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📸: Williams Racing
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adorabledrugl0rd · 16 days
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I have no explanation for this
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tai-janai · 21 days
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as aggressive as they are . i think smitty and the cold bitch's first kiss would actually be really slow and soft. like cold just chilling by himself and smitty comes up, eager to show affection but having learned how to do it right for different people. holding cold's face and waiting for the frigid cheek to gain some warmth from his hand. Looking into each others eyes, both wondering what's going on behind them. Smitty smiling at his borderline vacant expression. closing his eyes to kiss him. Something new to Cold, his eyes only widening minutely in shock as Smitty's radiating heat is such a drastic temperature difference. Smitty hums a little, still smiling as he kisses, and for the first time, Cold shivers.
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neorouxls · 3 months
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[Suggestive] (It's just shirtless Starlo)
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save a horse i guess
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sitzendetaube · 11 days
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A fast and messy sketch of my favourite S1 sad boy Grant because I wanted to try out a brush :>
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qqueenofhades · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Shadow and Bone (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ivan/Fedyor Kaminsky Characters: Ivan (The Grisha Trilogy), Fedyor Kaminsky Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 01, Meanwhile In Season 2, It's Word of God That Fivan Lives Bitches, But I Still Miss Them, Canon Universe, Post-Canon Fix-It, Canon-Typical Violence, Shadow and Bone (TV) Season 2 Spoilers, SAB Season 2 Is Here, But There Was A Shameful Lack of Fivan, Our Boys Have Problems, Fix-It of Sorts, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Angst and Drama, Angst and Feels, Angst and Romance, Basically Angst
Summary: Fedyor’s own heart leaps into his throat. He starts to run, boots pounding in the sand. The skiff has crashed just a few dozen feet from the edge of the Fold, as if it sailed and spun out, unmanned and out of control. Fedyor thinks frantically – when Kirigan left the Little Palace in pursuit of Alina, he took Ivan, Zoya, and David Kostyk with him. Zoya must have been the Squaller driving this skiff, so –
“Ivan?” Fedyor bellows. He can’t even pretend not to, can’t keep the panic out of his voice, even though the dead silence of the shadowed wreckage speaks all too well for itself. “Vanya? VANYA?!”
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wingspiked · 3 months
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@dreamspiked sent a message . . . "here for a drink?" a pause, gallagher sets down the glass he's scrubbing clean, "or something else?"
ㅤㅤㅤ𝐢𝐭   𝐰𝐚𝐬   𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧   𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲'𝐬   𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰   to   frequent   the   hound's   bar,   if   only   because   the   oak's   family   head   has   not   a   door   closed   to   him.   indeed   -   most   of   the   late   night   patron's   would   consider   him   there   for   business   -   and   sometimes,   he   was.   but   sometimes...   gilded   hues   seem   to   crackle   with   barely   contained   energy,   weary   beneath   the   lidding   of   long,   dark   lashes.   sometimes   he   needed   something   a   little...   extra.   so   it's   with   angelic   countenance   that   he   beholds   gallagher,   sliding   ever   so   gracefully   into   the   bar   stool   across   from   him.   decorated   downy   wings   twitch   absently,   rustling   the   gold   that   adorns   pointed   ears,   before   he   offers   the   barkeep   a   sweet,   summertime   smile.   
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ㅤㅤㅤ❝   can   i   not   have   both?   ❞   he   croons   -   sonorous   voice   pleasant   and   serene   as   always.   white   gloved   hands   drum   the   countertop,   and   navy   irises   continue   to   stare   down   his   query   -   the   halo   at   his   head   almost   vibrating   with   anticipation   of   gallagher's   touch.   ❝   it   has   been...   a   trying   day.   but   i   assume   you   know   just   what   to   give   me   to   fix   that.   ❞   there's   that   smile   again   -   the   one   that   doesn't   reach   his   eyes,   and   the   one   that   doesn't   negate   his   evident   hunger   either.   whatever   was   weighing   on   sunday's   mind   was   heavy,   for   him   to   be   so   blatant.   ❝   please,   gallagher.   indulge   me.   ❞
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shartbaby1 · 2 months
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I’d hate to work at Red Robin
Once a family orders a bag of soda I’m quitting on the spot, I will NOT stand for this injustice against god. They’re indoctrinating our kids into thinking bagged soda is normal and I’m tired of it, the Bible said “bottle of sprite” NOT “bag of sprite”
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pisscentral · 12 days
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uh oh
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UH OH
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minryll · 4 months
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sleeping in the heart of paradise
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itsmeaxumii · 10 months
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im going insane :))))))
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morickkk · 4 months
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Woops
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tagerrkix · 7 months
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rage.
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neorouxls · 3 months
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[Suggestive] (It's just shirtless Flowey again)
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sitzendetaube · 8 months
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Hermie the Unworthy
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