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real-afterglow · 8 months

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rosymemoirs · 2 years

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abbott fuller graves' art twitter headers

♡ or reblog if you save / use

credits:

header 1 - from the terrace by abbott fuller graves

header 2 - in bloom by abbott fuller graves

header 3 - lady in the garden by abbott fuller graves

header 4 - garden house, gloucester by abbott fuller graves

header 5 - flowers and mirror by abbott fuller graves (extended by me)

header 6 - poppies by abbott fuller graves

header 7 - doorway and garden by abbott fuller graves (extended by me)

header 8 - n my wife's garden by abbott fuller graves

#twitter headers #twitter packs #aesthetic headers #random headers #art headers #painting headers #paintings headers #cottagecore #cottagecore headers #floral headers #flower headers #landscape headers #abbott fuller graves headers

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spacepacks · 9 months

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julie de graag' graphics headers || like or reblog if you save

#twitter headers #art haders #animal headers #painting headers #red headers #black and white headers #blue headers #green headers #duck headers #rabbit headers

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lotus-pear · 8 months

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"feels like we could go on for forever this way.." (x)

#wooo new header for me <33 #also back to skk posting i missed them sm #wanted to pratice some scenery and try a new style which simplifies my current one and focuses more on colors and painting #and i'm super happy with how it turned out i think i won #for forever fits skk so well it rly brings back the bittersweet memories of when they were once partners and each others halves #and it just feels reminiscent of days gone by and they were once so close but time and life their own decisions have torn them apart #ben platt's voice is so pretty i love this song sm i heard it for the first time again in years and was slammed by all the emotions😭😭#i was so normal abt deh when it first came out i swear #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara #soukoku #skk #lotus draws

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ciearcab · 4 months

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colours for an old sketch

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigun fanart #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #digital art #illustration #it’s been a minute since i added colour to something i did in b/w and BOY did this kick my ass for a bit #i think i drew this idea out back in like march and just never got around to finishing it #i also wanted a new banner/header painting and this worked well #added in a nice close up to help w visibility

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cheruib · 18 days

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xi pan, spring

#my new header🫶 utterly in love with this painting been staring at it for days i want to change my profile pic in every social media to #this #it’s so so so so beautiful. so peaceful

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mothcpu · 11 months

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laundry day

V2isDead.com

#ULTRAKILL #V2 #mirage #DECT #this has been my header for so long and I never got to posting it SORRY... better late than never...#this took about 1hr 20min and was mostly a brush/painting test. timelapse of it should be up on my yt at some point #v2 ultrakill #mirage ultrakill

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sweatandwoe · 1 year

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obsessed with these pictures of papa 3 before his mask was finalized

#grease paint mask #papa emeritus iii #terzo #ghost band #going back to editing my fic header

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spookyrea · 3 days

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Left Your Mark

Loki lets you put lipstick on him so you can kiss if off right after.

~900 words, heavy petting-ish?, no use of y/n

A quick drabble drafted up in my carpool home last night. We love coworkers who enable you :)

“Stop squirming," you chastised.

Loki glared up at you. You hovered over his chest, balanced with your hands on his shoulders. His waist was bracketed by your knees on the comforter, your thighs spread wide to accommodate his body under you.

The game you were playing was balanced on a precarious edge; you were never quite sure when Loki's mood could snap, but you loved to test him to find out. Both of you knew that he could overpower you if he wanted. Today, despite the flicker of annoyance in his light eyes, he seemed particularly docile; beneath you he glowered, but continued to play the part of your domesticated little villain as long as it meant he could worm his hands under your ass, his long fingers spread wide to palm the backs of your thighs. He squeezed for good measure, fingertips edging dangerously close to the hem of your shorts. A petulant sound withered in his throat as he flopped, dejectedly, back against the pillows.

You leaned across him and rummaged around inside your bag on the bedside table. You returned triumphant a moment later, a shiny black tube of lipstick in your hand.

“Is this really necessary?” Loki grumbled, watching you uncap the offending thing.

“You said I could do whatever I wanted to you,” you replied breezily. “This is what I want.”

“When I promised you anything you wanted, I had expected you to be sitting a bit higher than my chest, darling.” His expression twisted; the pout on his face betrayed his centuries of being waited on hand and foot, a petulance so cleverly honed to get him whatever he wanted from courtiers and kitchen staff alike. Luckily for you, the gallows weren’t an option if you denied him, so you could ignore his moodiness and enjoy the simple pleasure of watching him squirm.

(Though there was undoubtedly a punishment waiting for you after this - you hoped, anyway.)

“Maybe later, if you’re a good boy.” You raised the tube of lipstick and steadied his face with one hand. “Now stop talking.”

You traced the shape of his cupid’s bow carefully, watching the way his skin yielded under the slightest pressure before bouncing back. You filled in his narrow pout with a bright swipe of cherry red, the finish not quite matte, just shiny enough to catch the light in an alluring way. Despite his earlier complaints, Loki went willingly when you pulled on his chin, parting his mouth slightly for better access. The bullet tugged on his bottom lip just slightly, the malleable flesh rolling before coming away with a dark flush of colour.

You wiped away a smudge just under the fullest part of his bottom lip. With one hand under his jaw, you tilted his face up just a hair to look at you. “You’re so pretty, baby.”

His hands tightened around the backs of your thighs, urging you just a breath higher up his body. The bed shifted; with the windows closed, the room was stifling in its silence, so quiet you could hear the sound of the blankets rustling as his shoulders flexed. The cap of the lipstick tube snapped into place. You tossed it over your shoulder, where it disappeared with a muffled thump on the carpet. Loki’s eyes lingered on your mouth, pupils blown wide to soak in every detail of your expression.

You leaned your weight on one hand beside his head and pressed your mouth to his. A sigh escaped him, punched out through his nose when you rocked forward slightly to get a better angle. One of his hands shot out from under you and closed around the back of your neck like a vice, fingertips heavy against the soft hairs at your nape.

You squeaked when his hips rearranged, lifting you up from the bed momentarily. Taking advantage of your surprise, Loki pushed down on the small of your back, encouraging you to lay your full weight on top of him. He tilted his head to the other side, closing his lips around your bottom one; you felt the sticky drag of fresh lipstick under the swell of it, smearing across your chin with purpose. His mouth opened just slightly, plying yours apart to swipe his tongue teasingly across yours, and his top lip brushed the corner where your cheek and upper lip joined.

You pulled away with a slick sound. Loki followed you with a whine, half-lidded eyes still fixed on your bottom lip. The hand on your neck managed to wrestle you back to him, though he missed your mouth by a heartbeat, smearing more lipstick on the corner of your mouth before he managed to slot against your top lip. The faint taste of vanilla, powdery and a little chemically, lingered on your tongue when you licked into his mouth.

“Loki,” you murmured against his mouth. Then, with a sigh as his hand slid back down to palm your ass, “Loki.”

He let you pull away, but not without a great sound of discontent. His chest heaved under yours. His fingers flexed against the meat of your thigh while his thumb dug meanly into the crook of your hip, massaging in circles.

Both his hands rose to close over your cheeks. His thumbs traced the ring of red around your mouth, lingering with a hunger you knew well. His voice, broken, breathless, rumbled through the quiet space. “Pretty.”

His darkened eyes flickered up to meet yours. Something smoldered behind them, a well of want so deep you felt as though you could drown in it. He drew you down until your mouths were just touching, the barest pressure of skin on skin, so your breaths mingled in that tiny space. He pressed the softest of kisses to your upper lip. “Let’s see what else we can stain, shall we?”

#loki fanfic #loki x female reader #loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki x you #for the record the header is a painting of mine from like a year ago because I was too lazy to surf Pinterest #based off of that one photo of MGG. you know the one.#reader insert #x reader

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ganondoodle · 1 year

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Sternfall

(Starfall)

(and a version with black bars, looks cooler but covers up the city in the left corner :U )

#ganondoodles #art #painting #painting practice from stream last night #not sure what to call it #you are free to use this as a background if you happen to like it #but please dont edit it #and if its a public thing like a header #credit me in the descriptions or bio or something #i know its a simple drawing #but some poeple think all art posted on the internet is already free to use as they want #so if i say free to use they gonna go and sell it on shitty pillows or soemthing #or worse feed it to a maschine and call themselves the artist #not talking about anything in particular >_>

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deansredshirt · 24 days

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midnight cowboy | E | 3.5k

Castiel/Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester/Other(s)

Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage

Hurt/Comfort, Prostitution, Gay Dean Winchester, Suicidal Ideation, Self-Worth Issues, Internalized Homophobia, Pre-Series Dean Winchester, Time Skips, Angst

The body is something to be utilized. Dean's relationship with sex, ages seventeen-and-a-half to forty-one.

written by @angelwail (moi), quality-controlled by my beloved ida @chapeldean :)

#the header is a painting by cara thayer and louie van patten!!#m.txt #destiel #destiel fic #spn #spn fanfic #deancas fic

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mistressemmedi · 1 year

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