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kreidnprinz · 7 months
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neuvillette ♢ to the stars shining in the depths (trailer)
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dyxnamicart · 8 months
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some day are harder then others and nick tries his best to help ✨❤️ another heartstopper post cant stop wont stop
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wonderingcheese · 2 years
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I wanted to draw one of @evertidings amazing characters, so I did:" Here's Blane Rekner from the IF When Twilight Strikes<3
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munson-memories · 1 month
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What if Eddie was the pool boy to the reader's vampire mansion
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jazzborn · 11 months
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@wolfpackmuses plotted for a starter
Peg had been automatically drawn to the large, muscular looking stranger that was drinking by the bar. It wasn't time for her song yet, so she had taken it upon herself to get a few 'free' drinks out of some of the patrons who drooled over her... Until this guy caught her eye.
She sauntered over, leaning backwards against the bar, her head tipped backwards to get a better look at his face, not very subtle at all.
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"Big fella like you looks like ya should be guardin the door an' not drinkin' in a place like this~" She cooed, impressed.
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Inspired by 'Treasure' by @fitzs-trained-monkey. I made this aesthetic right after reading this fic (and forgot about it until now) because pirate!Kol stole my heart.
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kazxmp · 4 months
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The Sea is Calling
Continuing this here just to elaborate on how Kaz feels about this v important topic with @heatherxmp
It normally doesn't go this way, normally Heather has to deal with Kaz whining about his shark having to go, hands clasped around him and whole body weight-even though it really isn't much-rested on Heather's body. It's normally a struggle because Kaz is selfish on a lot of occasions. He tries to do everything he can to moisturize Heather-not that it really works-just to keep him around a little longer. Over time though, Eros can attest, Kaz understood the only reason he gets to have Heather right here with him for as long as he does, he has to let him go. No matter how much it fucking sucks. He's learned other things about it too, like the fact that as much as Heather loves his time in the sea, it's hard for him to leave too. So the goth shouldn't make it harder on him than it already is. This time, for once, he's the one to bring it up. Pushing the words he's been thinking about all day out from behind jeweled teeth. Of course per Heather's way he makes it better with a joke and Kaz is more than willing to offer up a sweet smile even as he shakes his head and buries his hands into the soft hair soon to come back softer from the salt. The way Heather hugs him makes it a little easier, the weight of his head comfortably in his.. crotch.. but nonetheless these moments of physicality are needed. Never in his life has he craved and needed the physicality of a being of any form until Heather. So, "Of course I will wait for you." even though the words come out soft, more of a whisper than used with actual voice, they swim with promise and love just as Heather will soon soar through the water. "You have to promise to hurry back though. Or else I can't promise I won't take over your house." He loves him. If Heather never came back, Kaz would still be in this house waiting for him if not out by the water where he watched him wave off before disappearing under the blue waves that steal him away to a place he calls home. But his other home would always be right here. Wearing black toenail polish and sleeping in Heather's clothes and in his bed every night.
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Matthew had been away from town longer than he had planned. His last few jobs had been keeping him busy and away. His targets had been some interesting people and so he had taken his time to get them completed. Matthew had spoke to his brothers letting them know that he was back in town and would be back for a while. Matthew had decided to take a nice long hot shower, before relaxing. After his shower, the assassin slowly walked out of the bathroom and into his study naked a towel in his hand which he tossed aside and he was surprise to see the handsome Richard waiting for him. "I guess news had spread that I am back," he spoke with a charming voice as he looked at the male before slowly walking towards them. "What brings you here so late Richard?" he asked in a sweet charming and seductive voice as he looked into those eyes.
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duelheld · 11 months
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eternalxloyalxspirits​
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     cafe la green not only had expensive coffee, but delicious cakes on display. it had been a while since mali’s last day off, she had been working hard being here and there for various duelists along with reporting to her boss, manjoume-san was always a busy person, so she couldn’t exactly bother him with trivial matters.
“mmm jack, this cheesecake is delicious!” she expressed happily, though she didn’t mind it at all if she paid for his 3k cup of coffee, she had the money to pay for it, but, she was rather worried about him. couldn’t he join back to become a professional duelist? he’d make plenty of money, he’d be secured and nothing like his time with goodwin. however, there was another thing the odd-eyed girl noticed, that waitress was glaring at her! maybe she should bring it up, did she think...they were on a date? “jack, you’re not bothered by that girl, are you? she seems to fancy you.”
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enchantedimmortals · 2 years
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A new semester, a new school and back at her old childhood home. Roxanne had just finished moving back into her room with her older brother after making the quick decision to move schools to be closer to her only family. It was only a few weeks ago she had talked to her parents catching up on her school life and now they were gone. Drunk driver the cause of them being torn away so suddenly. With the funeral being the day before she just kept rearranging her things to distract herself before having another breakdown
If it weren’t for her brother and her best friend she would be even more lost in a world of alcohol and meaningless flings to distract herself...except she hadn’t ever had a first fling. A virgin, not because she couldn’t get anyone. No Roxanne’s figure always drew attention of the males and even some female bodies. She just had her sights on someone older, forbidden even. Finally laying on her bed after shutting her blinds to be in the dark to have a moment to just cry again needing one of his hugs. Sadly he was out for the day at work, which she still had no idea what he even did. Muffling her sobs in her pillow she curled up in a ball under her blankets.
@patrickoharaandco
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heavens-sin · 3 months
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @todesgeduld liked this for a starter ! : ̗̀➛
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Patience.    ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe   blond   deity   wasnt   one   with   a   very   durable   nor   high   tolerance   .   .   .   anything   can   throw   him   off   -    the   slightest   inconvenience   would   send   him   into   a   fit   of   rage.   he   wont   lose   anything   again. 
Doflamingo   stood   in   an   ominous   silence,   a   spectral   figure   in   the   grand   chamber   adorned   with   thrones,   each   occupied   by   their   assigned   executives.   men   who   would   lay   down   thier   lives   for   his   very   existence.    Before   him   lay   the   heart   seat,   once   vacant,   now   a   symbol   of   his   meticulous   plans.   In   that   coveted   space,   Law   was   intended   to   sit   –   a   seat   dedicated   to   his   right   hand   man.   a   seat   his   brother   once   deemed.   now   meant   for    a   pawn   in   leading   to   immortality.   The   heart   seat,   a   throne   dedicated   to   the   one   destined   to   be   his   tool,   the   linchpin   for   his   dominion   over   the   pitiful   world   he   deemed   beneath   him.   His   gaze   pierced   through   the   glass   panes   that   revealed   the   kingdom   he   ruled   over.   The   world   outside   was   his   domain,   Every   building,   every   street,   and   every   citizen   was   a   testament   to   his   relentless   pursuit   of   power.   The   anger   within   him   smoldered,   a   flame   that   refused   to   be   extinguished. 
 The   anger   within   him   burned   ,    fueled   by   the   prospect   of   anyone,   especially   Law   and   his   feeble   alliance,   attempting   to   thwart   the   fruits   of   his   labor.   Doflamingo   would   not   allow   anything   or   anyone   to   undermine   the   empire   he   had   painstakingly   built.   The   kingdom   below,   bathed   in   the   pale   light   of   his   supremacy,   was   a   canvas   upon   which   he   painted   his   reign.   The   world   he   had   meticulously   crafted   was   not   to   be   undone   by   the   whims   of   those   who   dared   to   challenge   his   authority.   In   the   silence   of   that   moment,   his   mind   a   labyrinth   of   possible   strategic   maneuvers.   brillaint   heterochromatic   blues   and   gold   peek   over   from   a   small   gap   of   his   tinted   lenses   over   at   an   approaching   figure.   his   voice   heavy   laced   with   venom   in   each   syllable. 
              ❝                  What   do   you   hope   of   accomplishing   in   this   very   moment   ,   law.   .       *
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appie00 · 2 years
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Mayblade Day 5-Rivals: Yu and Tsubasa
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eeveeliciousrp · 2 years
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@brxakable-nxrds for Rhys and Handsome Jack
You finger gun at someone once in the office and now all the subordinates have turned it into a huge office game. It was so stupid yet so amusing because it was all the nerds and computer tech people that got into it, the kind of people who’ve probably never even shot a pistol despite working for a company the designs and manufactures many weapons. Jack didn’t see any problem with the fad he unintentionally started, there was a noticeable increase in work effort put in with this bit of fun so it had been more beneficial in a way. No reason to rain on their parade.
The CEO even played along on occasion if he happened to walk in on one of these ‘office shootouts’. Like at this moment. Their reactions were priceless, they were so dramatic when he quick drew his fingerguns to shoot them. It was like watching a theatrical death in action. Jack would of course ‘dodge’ any shots at him and quickly return fire. Though one person got his attention, a cute office guy with a cybernetic arm. Just for the shock value he gasped and put a hand over his heart, falling back against the wall in his own dramatic manner when Rhys shot at him.
“Struck down by my own advanced Hyperion weaponry! Oh, the betrayal.”
The whole office was shook that the untouchable Handsome Jack had been ‘shot’ by Rhys of all people. Jack couldn’t keep up the act of dying like the others had and snickered at everyone’s reaction. He flashed the young man a flirtatious wink and signature charming grin as he got off the wall and straightened his vest to continue on his way. Hopefully this little event would give the young man some ’street cred’ and respect among his coworkers in the office. As he walked past Rhys with his pair of security guards he leaned in to whisper to him. 
“Come see me later, cupcake~”
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cutiepatutiesstuff · 2 years
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So.....wrote something? I appreciate all the feedback since I'm quite rusty heh. That's a first I wrote since I stopped writing about 3 or 4 years ago. Enjoy ^^
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Sun passed over the horizon as it rose up into the sky, clouds turning into pinks and oranges as sun rays hit them. It was early in the morning, no one was out of their homes yet as they still slept in their comfy beds but one girl was out in the open already, taking in the flora and the sight of the sea that she saw meeting the sky in the distance. Sounds of waves crashing against the rocks at the bottom of the cliff echoed through the air and small droplets of sea water created a breeze gentle to the skin. Hands resting softly against the railing right on top of the cliff, trees and grass surrounding her as she let out a quiet sigh. It was a very beautiful say outside. She looked down at her wrist, a classic rose gold watch on it strapped with white leather as the hands of the clock told her the time. 8 o'clock in the morning. He should be here by now. She smiled to herself as she sat down on the birch bench, crossing her legs as she looked around only to see no one "I wonder if he still comes here like he always did......" She thought out loud as she wondered. She hoped he missed her just as much as she missed him. Her heart beat faster against her chest, playing a steady yet wast rhythm. Soon she heard footsteps, her head turning to the source of the sound and she blushed, smiling wide as she stood up from her sitting position on the bench. She was so happy...after so many years she finally could see him again. Her blondie hair flew gently with the sea breeze as well as her white summer dress which hugged her figure. She could only see the shock on her lovers face as he teared up "You.....you came back." He could only say before running up to her and engulfing her into his arms, holding her as if she would disappear the moment he did. She teared up as well, her arms wrapping themselves around his torso as she choked out "I'm back....just like I promised to you....and I'm not going anywhere....I'm here to stay" she said quietly as she hugged him tightly. Finally....they were together at last.
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lordcarlisle · 2 years
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@notquiteahitman liked this post for a starter
“So, let’s see-” Harry settled himself down in the hard metal chair and flipped open the file folder on the table in front of him. “Mr. Stevens, yes? Or do you prefer Ryan?” 
It was late, far too late in Harry’s opinion, and he was currently running on coffee fumes and a boxed sandwich from the canteen. “I hope you’ll pardon me for saying but, you don’t seem the kind of man to be trespassing. Or, at least, the kind of man to be caught trespassing.”
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champagneandcaviar · 2 years
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 @bitofthisandthat​ liked for a starter
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"Well, this is a terrible mess, is it not?" Ratigan looked disgusted at the body at his feet, though with a lift of his foot and a wiggle of his shoe, it was more directed at the blood on his feet than the dead body itself. "I do so hate when things are not done so neatly! Tsk, a shame really... Hm?"
Eyes landed upon the other, lifting the smoking pistol to the air in one hand, he considered their purpose in this.
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