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lin-archive · 3 months
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jack the lamplighter >>>
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immabethehero · 1 year
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I made a quiz based on Lin Manuel Miranda coded characters... and two of which he has played. Click on the link to see who your government assigned Linsona is
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jack-the-lamplighter · 3 months
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FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
PALASTINE WILL BE FREE FUCKERS
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Credit to my sister for making these
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Jack: Is this a good idea? 
Mary Poppins: Probably not. 
Jack: Do we care? 
Mary Poppins: Not in the slightest.
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lpa6zn · 1 year
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happy birthday to the amazing and unique Lin-manuel Miranda!🎉⭐
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Him
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capturingdisney · 2 years
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I made the simplest wallpaper and lock screen with Lin for myself. Maybe someone would like to use it too (feat. Taika)
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ex0rin · 7 months
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Hughie Campbell | The Boys S02E07
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jack-the-lamplighter · 3 months
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Okay hear me out guys...
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THEY'RE HUSBANDS
Their shipname is flames cuz i said so
Also made some silly art :3
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Jack: Mary Poppins, you look wonderful today.
Mary Poppins: Thank you, I thought so myself.
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aercnaut · 4 months
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if/when i make that multi muse i'm gonna move jack over there. i feel like him being limited to a sideblog really tanked my desire to write him.
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tuppencetrinkets · 2 years
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Icons / The Boys, Pt. 2/?? 200x100 slightly sharpened.
Gecko - David W. Thompson #357
Gunpowder - Sean Patrick Flanery / Joel Gagne #950 
Hugh Campbell - Simon Pegg #1,300 
Janine - Liyou Abere / Nalini Ingrita #1,300 
Jonah Vogelbaum - John Doman #1,500 
Judy Atkinson - Barbara Gordon #400 
Lamplighter - Shawn Ashmore #4,300 
Lenny Butcher - Jack Fulton #800 
Little Nina - Katia Winter #2,200
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jacks-obsessions · 2 years
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Have you decided on a storyline for Lamplight? Or is it still in the works?
The storyline is still in the works. That's why I'm doing hcs for it.
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Jack: So when life is getting dreary, just pretend that you're a leerie Me on my university exam session: Sure, why not
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urhoneycombwitch · 2 months
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foreword: typing this from my phone while blitzed sorry if this is messy. lol. based off of those Hoard pics of Joe Quinn. edible arms. u get it.
+18 mdni. husky!neighbor!Eddie x Reader
Cw: mutual masturbation, desc of Eddie’s larger weight (but purely in a fat-positive manner. big boys are hot period), soft!dom from both sides, R has breasts + a V and a lot of feminine nicknames are used.
Your surprise visit to Eddie’s apartment in the middle of the night has taken an awkward turn when, in the midst of your familiar barging in and subsequent ramble about the latest drama at your work, you realize Eddie is out of breath just from standing behind the counter.
“did I… interrupt something?” you ask, the beginning of a tease in your voice, squinting at the visible sheen on his skin (peeking out from a faded tee and sweatpants hung low on those plush hips. not that you were staring, per se...) “do you have a girl over?”
he rolls his eyes. “only girl over here is you, sweetheart.”
you lean into your forearms across the countertop, dropping to a joking, salacious whisper- “so you were jacking off, then?”
what you don’t expect is Eddie to scoff and blush, but that’s what he does: rosy pink tingeing his cheeks, eyes darting to the floor.
“oh my god.” you straighten, taking a step back, suddenly self-conscious. “you actually were? i- i was joking.”
Eddie shakes out of his embarrassment, trying to mollify you. “nah, don’t sweat it, angel. you couldn’t have known. maybe we just go our separate ways for tonight and-“
“I was gonna go home and do the same, actually,” you blurt out, feeling warm yourself.
that gets you his eyes, intense and suddenly focused on yours.
“Yeah?”
“Uh-huh.” you take a step closer, rounding to his side of the counter. “I could… do it here. if you wanted.”
“holy shit,” Eddie murmurs, as you press against his front, his big arms automatically encircling your shoulders. “really?”
“where do you want me?”
“uhhh…” Eddie stalls for a moment then recovers. “the bed. my bed is good. let’s go in there.”
he leads you down the hall to his room, a bit of laundry hanging here and there but otherwise clean and lit by cozy lamplight.
“smells like boy in here.” you sigh happily with a gentle bounce onto the bed. you scoot towards the wall to make room on the bed for two, but when you look over, Eddie’s dragging a chair across the carpet to face you and sits in it.
“the hell are you doing?” you’re about to protest at the level of intimacy that you feel has ramped up in his favor, but Eddie just shrugs a shoulder.
“think of it this way, princess: you’ll get to watch me, too.”
his words stop you from complaining further. Eddie throws an arm over his shoulder to pull his t-shirt off, his guitar pick nestled just above the ornate crow tattoo covering his chest. staggering his feet on the ground, his thighs widen to show off the steadily-growing bulge in his sweats.
he’s fucking gorgeous. thick arms, a dark trail of hair smattering across the pudge of his stomach and dipping into his waistband. your mouth waters as you lie back on the pillows, wiggling out of your jeans and underwear without taking your eyes off of him.
Eddie palms himself through his pants, rings glinting in the low light.
when you spread yourself for him, the wet click of your stickiness between your fingers makes him moan.
“fuck yeah, sweetheart. touch that pretty clit for me.”
you obey, dipping your fingers down into the well of your wetness before rubbing circles against your bundle of nerves, hips bucking into your own touch.
“you can- ah- touch yourself, too.” your voice is strained but Eddie must’ve heard you; he wastes no time in pulling his sweats down around his balls, revealing a sizeable cock that drips precum steadily over his fist as he begins to stroke himself.
“fuck, Eddie,” you gasp, fingers working faster over your throbbing clit, other hand pawing at your nipples hardened through layers of fabric. “how’m I ever gonna take that?”
“we’ll work you up to it.”
that shouldn’t make you clench the way it does. “jesus, Eddie.”
there’s a slick noise with each of his movements, harsh slap of skin as he fucks into his own fist. “stick some fingers inside you, doll. how many can you take?”
the fingers on your clit stay but you slide your other hand to your mouth, sucking on the middle three before following them down the slope of your body to slowly push them into your gushing hole.
Eddie swears, hips snapping forward. “fuck yeah. just like that… be a good girl for me, curl ‘em up and fuck yourself.”
“wish it was you.” you’re letting the sound of Eddie’s fist set your own rhythm, eyes starting to roll back, wave of pleasure mounting. “wish it was your cock filling me up instead of my fingers…”
“next time,” Eddie says- and it’s the way he says is, all breathless assurance, that sends the wave crashing into you.
“fu-uuck…” the crown of your head tips back into the pillows, cunt clenching around your fingers as you come. through your own haze of peaking, you hear Eddie’s praises in rocky timbre.
“that’s it, baby. let it out. oh, fuck yes, you’re so hot- fuck, you’re gonna make me come-“
you open your eyes just in time to watch his shoulders curl in, ropes of cum shooting out of the ruddy head of his cock, painted against his chest and stomach, into the hair that’s fallen over his shoulders.
Eddie collapses back into his chair with a low-toned sigh, slack-jawed until you giggle him into speech again. “christ. that was incredible. goddamn. you're officially invited to interrupt my jacking off sessions any time, from now until the end of time."
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