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#happy anniversary babes!!
rocktheholygrail · 7 months
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Hannibal 3x13 - “The Wrath of the Lamb”
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It's been one year since I started Sexy Stable Diffusion on Tumblr !
Thank you all for you support and kind words.
Big thanks to you all ! I am happy to share this candle with you !
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shyshitter · 1 year
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i am clinging to them. for dear life
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nathaniacolver · 3 months
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on this blessed korrasami day i'm just reminding y'all that korrasami definitely own joint patents together (wlw representation in children's media) (interracial wlw couple of color)
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they are the BIGGEST wlw prophecy of all time in that they not only foretold future on-screen wlw couples, but also provided the blueprint for them all (goofy hot-headed chosen one protagonist x famous calculating no-nonsense genius)
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ashiftingworkshop · 5 months
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Hi hello today is a very VERY important day and that's because
It's @territorial-utopia and I's Five Year Anniversary!!!!!
I've known and loved this fantastic human for five years and it feels insane to me- So much has happened in that time span and with my darling by my side, well, they make all the struggles worth fighting through.
I can't wait to see them in person again, and someday, always see them in person 💖💖💖
But! Here's to another five years of all the love, laughter, tears, and fun little stories we make together/for each other!!
I love you Terri!!!
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"I only have eyes for you but you aren't with me so I gouged them out" is simultaneously the most deeply horrifying and deeply romantic thing I've ever heard
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gojosattoru · 2 years
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❤ 10 YEAR CELEBRATION COLLABORATION ❤
↳ WITH ☆ @mokacheer ☆  ❤ DAY 01 - FAVORITE CHARACTER : KURIYAMA MIRAI ❤
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solitaireships · 3 months
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baby you know i'm guilty
Today's my anniversary with Selina! In honor of that, I wanted to write a fic about her, so here's a fun little one of her and Alex at an auction together. The title comes from the song "Guilty" by Claudia Brücken and the Real Tuesday Weld, that's a very Alley Cat song to me
Rating: Teen
Genre: Fluff
Words: 1102 words
Divider by racingairplanes
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The hum of live orchestral music fills the Gotham Museum of the Arts, just loud enough to be heard over the chorus of people in attendance at this year’s annual auction. Alex tries to focus on the music instead of the people— it’s easier for her to process that than to try to filter through all the noise to listen to just one conversation. 
Alex isn’t here because she likes parties. Especially not the ones frequented by Gotham’s elite. They’re always vapid, full of gossip and petty small talk that's part of a never ending social game, and it’s hard to feel like she actually belongs with any of these people. And yet she technically speaking does belong here, her status as a defense attorney earning her the acclaim to be invited to these kinds of things. 
Alex never buys anything at these auctions. But she feels like she has to at least make an appearance, and she can admit it’s fun to get to dress up. She’s not the most fashionable person, but she likes the way the dress she’s wearing fits her, the dark red material flaring out a bit around the skirt and showing a bit of her cleavage. Her wedding ring shines on one finger while she has a couple of other decorative rings along with it, pairing them with a necklace with a silver chain. 
Being here with Selina also is nice, though the two of them came here separately. Alex was caught up with finishing her work, so Selina ended up getting the auction before her. Unlike Alex, she always seems to thrive at these kinds of things, charming everyone she speaks to and enjoying being the center of attention. 
Not that Alex can blame anyone entranced by Selina. She supposes that she’s been too, and she can definitely see why people would be drawn to her tonight as her eyes land on her wife making her way down a set of marble stairs. 
Selina looks like a vision in her black evening gown. It shows off her chest, a bit of her cleavage visible over its sweetheart neckline, and the skirt of it is slit down the sides to give a glimpse of the black pantyhose and dark purple heels she’s wearing. A diamond necklace glitters around her neck, matching a pair of dangling earrings, and Alex is always glad to see Selina’s wedding ring on her finger. 
The sleeveless look of her dress also shows off the muscles of her arms. She’s by no means bulky, having a short, lithe frame, but it’s clear from looking at her that she’s strong. What’s not as clear are the scars that Alex knows trail along her arms and shoulders, different nicks and scrapes she’s gotten over the years from close calls that are now hidden under with makeup. Alex thinks she’d look prettier with them— they're a part of her just like anything else— but she truly is stunning regardless. 
And, if Alex knows Selina like she knows she does, odds are she’s going to try to steal something tonight. Her look for the evening may not be the flashiest, but she has a taste for expensive and shiny things, plenty of which are on display for the auction tonight. 
“Hey there, gorgeous,” Selina greets as she makes it over to Alex, her dark red lips quirking upwards in a playful smile. 
“Hi,” Alex replies. She gives Selina a quick kiss on the cheek. “You look lovely.”
“Flatterer.”
“I think I’m just being honest.”
“Well, like I said, you look beautiful yourself,” Selina says. She offers a hand to Alex. “Any chance I can convince a pretty woman like yourself to join me on the dance floor?”
Alex takes Selina’s hand in hers. “I’m sure you could.”
Selina grins as she guides Alex onto the dance floor. A soft, lilting orchestral song is playing, and Alex takes the lead, one hand resting on Selina’s hip. Selina puts her hand on Alex’s shoulder, gazing at her with a soft, affectionate expression. 
Alex likes getting to hold Selina like this. She wishes that she could for this whole party. 
But she also knows that Selina’s going to want to sneak off towards the auction hall. She’ll want to get her hands on something pretty— or something valuable to sell off. 
Alex is at least glad that a lot of the money from things Selina steals go to charities. She’s always had a soft spot for animal shelters, but Alex knows she’s given money to women’s shelters too. Selina has a good heart, and that’s something that Alex has always seen in her. 
As they move across the dance floor, though, Alex needs to make sure that Selina doesn’t take anything tonight.
“Remember to behave yourself,” she says.
Selina grins, a twinkle in her mismatched green and brown eyes. “I don’t know what you’re implying.”
“You know exactly what I’m implying,” Alex replies. She leans closer to whisper, “Keep your hands to yourself.”
“Am I supposed to completely?” She trails one hand down Alex’s side, the other massaging between her shoulder blades. 
“Selina.”
“I know,” she says, pulling back to look at Alex again to be sure she can see her roll her eyes. “No stealing. But come on, Alley. I think both of us know we like the fun that comes from me getting into a little trouble.”
Selina’s not wrong. As much as Alex can play the always moral, always righteous attorney and vigilante, it’s exciting to get to leap into action as Solitaire, to give chase to Selina as she gets into something she really shouldn’t. Being with Selina under any circumstances is fun in a way that few other things are.
If there’s one thing that Alex is completely sure of, it’s that Selina has made her life better. So, she tells herself, she can be a little more flexible with the rules.
“If you do, at least be careful,” Alex says. She spins Selina around, with Selina coming to a stop in front of Alex again, pressing her back against her chest. This is definitely closer than the two of them should be for this dance, but Alex can’t find it in her to point that out when this lets her hold Selina so close.
“I will,” Selina promises. She looks back over her shoulder to Alex. “And I’m sure we’ll find plenty of ways to entertain ourselves here either way.”
Alex gives her a quick kiss on the cheek, savoring the feeling of Selina in her arms. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure we will.”
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thehurtingreflex · 6 months
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Happy Birthday "The Seeds Of Love", released on September 25, 1989 1.- Woman In Chains - 6:30 2.- Badman's Song - 8:34 3.- Sowing the Seeds Of Love - 6:20 4.- Advice For The Young At Heart - 4:52 5.- Standing On The Corner Of The Third World - 5:32 6.- Swords And Knives - 6:21 7.- Year Of The Knife - 6:56 8.- Famous Last Words - 4:32
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I'm actually wayyyyy to exhausted to make full blown art for Pizza tower's anniversary/birthday, plus i think i may be a little late too, but I'm so happy that Pizza Tower had become so popular and affected people in positive and creative ways, myself included. Here's to more Peppino and co. absolutely insane and crazy goofy content, fanmade and official!
Happy anniversary Pizza tower Fandom!!🍕❤
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sapphicscholar · 10 months
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A little over 10 years ago today I asked my now-wife out and scheduled our first date for June 1st cause I had a good feeling about us and wanted an anniversary that was easy af to remember for the future.
Because I’m secretly a little sentimental, I’ve kept the dress I wore on that first date (much changes in a decade!), which I’d photographed to send to a few friends to vet. Today I surprised my wife in it when she got home from work
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Also shoutout to Northface for the durable backpack! Survived all of high school and college, half a year abroad (w so much Ryanair travel…), and more!
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hamletshoeratio · 6 months
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Fifteen years ago today, Lazarus Rising aired for the first time.
5478 days ago, we were introduced to the angel Castiel for the first time.
We - us and Dean - met Castiel on a Thursday.
Cas saw every piece of Dean when he rescued him from Hell, the very depths of his soul, the good and the bad. He didn't know it yet, but he had fallen in love with the righteous man, not in spite of who Dean was or what he did but because of it. He saw Dean at his worst and saw beauty. To the very end, Dean was still beautiful, still Dean Winchester to Cas.
He wasn't meant to be in this story. Literally. Misha was only meant to guest star in less than a handful of episodes, Anna was supposed to have Cas' role. Their fates were switched, and the rest is fandom history.
More on the above, the idea of Cas and the reason they brought the angels into the show when they did was because of the writers' strike of 2007. The original plan was to end season 3 with Sam rescuing Dean from Hell (after developing Sam's powers and his ability to use them). The strike cut the season short, and the writers didn't have the opportunity to develop Sam's powers the way they wanted to and they didn't want to overpower Sam by having him suddenly rescue Dean using powers no one knew that he had. They knew they needed to get Dean out of Hell but they had effectively wrote themselves into a huge plot hole so they then left season 3 on a cliffhanger with Dean trapped in Hell so that they had time to write themselves out of it, which they did. With Cas.
Oh, and that writers' strike? The first domino that led to Cas' creation and Destiel? That started on November 5th 2007...
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skateboardtotheheart · 5 months
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i could be sleeping right now except it's november 5th and my brain will not let me
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natsmagi · 11 months
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happy 1yr anniversary to when the illness festered. i had no idea what i was getting myself into. To think it has been 1 year and im still this fucked up from it. love you wonder game
#i had been on a little switch story binge#i had read element and pleiades bc i saw ppl recommending them#but i had no idea that wonder game was significant at ALL#but i am the BIGGEST sucker for alice in wonderland. the 1951 animated movie was my favorite movie ever#and i would watch it CONSTANTLY when i was a kid#my earliest memories consisting of me just knowing how much i loved this film#and well anyway i remembered natsume had an alice card so i was like omg! i really should read that!!#and to get myself in the mood i even rewatched the 1951 film because i thought itd be a fun little refresher before i began reading#I DID NOT. EXPECT THE STORY TO MAKE ME CRY#AND I DID NOT EXPECT THE STORY TO MAKE ME A NATSUMUGIER#THIS STORY CAUSED IT ALL. IT RUINED ME. ALL BECAUSE I WANTED TO READ A SILLY LITTLE STORY WITH ELEMENTS BASED OFF#MY FIRST EVER SPECIAL INTEREST. ABSOLUTELY SICKENING#HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY BABE IM FUCKING RUINED FOREVER#nat rambles#i dont think u guys realize how deep my love for switch goes#bc like everything about them is a reminder of everything ive ever loved and found comfort in throughout my life#especially my younger years#they really do just bring me such unbelievable amounts of joy i almost feel undeserving to have something resonate this deeply with me#because thats how deep it goes#BUT ANYWAY#i cant show vulnerability online. Pretend i didnt say anything.#cant have people find out im a real person with real feelings with unique experiences in life that shaped the person you see before u today
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dailygrande · 2 years
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ARIANA GRANDE <inside her intimate home wedding>
2021 | 📸 by Stefan Kohli
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gallawitchxx · 1 year
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🖤 barber!mickey & (not so) shaggy!ian 🖤
here's the 33rd installment for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: 100 by our fearless leaders @energievie & @look-i-love-u
catch up/read in full HERE -- updates weekly! [ read scene one & two in their entirety ON AO3 ]
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As he walks alongside a silent Mickey Milkovich, Master Barber, Ian rolls his shoulders back, pulling damp fabric away from his sweat-soaked back.
Is it 100 fucking degrees out here?
Fuck, he’d been so slick before—nothing like he’d been during that first haircut, thank god—but apparently that persona, like everything else in his life, is unsustainable. Destined to continue cycling until he’s old and decrepit.
He looks over at Mickey, who’s worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, and he wants to reach over and pull it out. Replace it with his thumb, his lips, his tongue.
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