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lu-sn · 11 months
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Rank the VegasPete kisses 😈
suz i stg this ask is gonna get me super mega cancelled. when you find my mangled body in a decrepit alleyway tell my family i loved them
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6. i love you, pete.
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listen, no okay, LISTEN, put down your pitchforks, this is an s-tier kiss okay, i know!!!!! I KNOW BUT EVERY VEGASPETE KISS IS INSANE!!!! SOMETHING HAS TO BE AT THE BOTTOM
i did and still do think it's a lil cray cray of vegas to say he's in love with pete like ten days after dicking him down, but the blood-streaked mouths and vegas's devastated face as he pushes pete away afterwards sure do make up for it
5. you must suffer until i'm satisfied
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the thing that gets me about this one is the total lack of artifice on vegas's part. despite every touch of his before this having been part of a long, cruel, twisted performance, this one is so gentle. so unassuming. a gift, more than anything else.
the conversation after is critical to their relationship, and i'm not sure pete would have wanted to open himself up like that without this kiss as proof of vegas's... sincerity? vegas isn't playing a game anymore — and pete can finally stop playing too.
4. psycho
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head in hands!!! i can't believe this isn't in the top 3 someone send me to jail rn
i don't need to talk about this yall Know. third eye opened brain chemistry rewired brainrot permanently acquired "you like me like this" "i know exactly what i want" the way their hands paw at each other the way vegas smiles the way pete's KNEES GO WEAK I'M FOREVER SCREAMING
3. you're the most important person in my life
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ugly sobbing in the gutter they trust each other they cherish each other they're going to work so hard to stay together they're coming together as EQUALS in the LIGHT AFTER THE STORM I'M—
it's the way they cradle each other's faces in their hands, okay. it's the unbearable tenderness, and it's the promises they're making to each other!!! that shit just gets me real bad 😭
2. (we only kiss people we like)
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their entire sex scene is characterized by an unexpected, intense tenderness, and this last kiss is really the nail in the coffin for me. the way pete is leaning up into this, chasing vegas's mouth — the way vegas is so unbelievably soft as he presses himself into pete — the space they've carved out together in the darkness for this moment of startling intimacy — something has changed here, in both of them. and it's going to be their undoing.
1. i need you, pete.
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I DON'T CARE IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ME I WILL DIE ON MY LITTLE HILL THIS IS THE BEST KISS IN THE ENTIRE SHOW. SCREENSHOTS DO NOT DO IT JUSTICE. vegas is TREMBLING into this kiss he is TERRIFIED he's made an awful awful mistake and he's about to lose the best thing he's ever had he is CLINGING TO PETE trying to press all of his monstrous love into pete's skin i'm so sorry i didn't mean it i need you i will worship you look at how gentle i can be with you? look at how desperately i want to cherish you please please pete don't leave me MY GOD I AM CHEWING ON THE WALLS IT HURTS SO GOOD
and pete is so vulnerable to this kind of touch. he's shaking too, he's gasping and sobbing and almost can't believe what he's about to do in return. pete intends for this to be their last kiss — and vegas has no idea.
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tawaifeddiediaz · 26 days
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Hey I’m a little self-conscious of this so I’m coming to you on anon, but I have to tell you that your story in the dark (with the stars) was beautiful. I’m someone in the fandom who relates to eddie diaz a lot and has had eating issues myself. The way you wrote the thought process and memories was top notch and I have to say I cried—a lot. Thank you for sharing your talents with us
this is the sweetest thing that a writer can hear! thank you so much; this ask made my whole night! that fic is so near and dear to me for personal reasons too, and it took me so long to finish because of how personal it is. i hope the tears were cathartic and not too painful <3
and it's absolutely okay to stay on anon!! i understand completely, but my dm's are always open if you want to talk <3
thank you for reading it and thinking to leave me such a kind ask, nonnie! i hope you're doing well!
in the dark (with the stars)
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stevebabey · 5 months
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your writing trademark is that you are so beautiful amazing wonderful fantastic that all your work is full to the brim with love and overflowing with gorgeous words♡
em 😭 you will make me SOB and then there will be SNOT and is that what you WANT!?!!?! i literally could only ever ask to have my work infused w love and for u to think of that as any sort of reflection on me is the highest compliment 🥹 i’m dipping u low and kissing u sweet <3
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hungharrington · 7 months
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babe you damn well deserve to fuck someone like steve. I’m sending you hung energy. 😗
i think u automatically get good karma for sending messages like this 😭 thank u baby!!! <3!!! and right back at u, tenfold!!!!
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starcrossedjedis · 1 year
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hi just wanted say your fics are amazing i just reblogged your original story edit and it looks amazing i love seeing all the creators doing what they do best. i have always loved mythology au i can not wait learn more about your original characters. i wish you all the luck in your creative endeavours .
Oh my god T_T
Thank you so, so much! This really means a lot to me <333
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suburbanbonfire · 29 days
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i think about your art every single day. when i first joined the hockey fandom here on tumblr i immediately went to look at the kraken tag and your art was the first thing to pop up so i’d like to thank you for being part of endearing me to this fuck ass sport <3
humbly requesting if you feel like it……..
one of the deweys from the wild
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forever Dewey <3
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xoxoemynn · 2 months
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Good morning emy, idk if you've thought about Stede waking Ed up with sweet morning kisses today but if you haven't, this is your reminder to do that 😇❤️
In another life, Stede preferred nighttime to day. 
At night he could be alone. Well, he had to share a bed with Mary, yes, but he could feign sleep, and therefore it was easier to imagine he was alone. All nice and quiet and peaceful. No expectations to speak of. And then he could drift off to sleep as he rotated through some of his favorite fantasies in his mind — captaining a pirate ship, going on adventures on the high seas, swashbuckling in a fab red swishy coat and some smashing leather boots, oh, and maybe even a sash so it’d twirl all around him as he leapt to and fro, and…
Anyway!
Point is, Stede loved nighttime, because it was the only time he could fool himself into thinking he was happy. There was nothing he looked forward to more than putting on his nightcap and tucking himself into bed for a long night of dreaming.
But now? In this life?
Stede loves the morning.   
He loves the way the sun’s rays stream into the window of the bedroom he shares with Ed. He loves stretching out his arms and wiggling his fingers to get some circulation back into them before he pulls Ed into a tighter embrace. He loves the sleepy little noises Ed makes as he settles himself into Stede’s chest. He loves gently running his hand through Ed’s hair and seeing if any more silver strands sprouted overnight. 
He loves placing gentle kisses on whatever part of Ed he can reach — the top of his head, above his eyebrow, on his cheek, on his nose, down his neck and back up again. 
He loves how Ed feels wrapped up around him, all warm and languid and liquid, like a big, gorgeous cat sunning himself in love. But in a way that doesn’t sound weird. Because that does sound weird. A bit. 
But still. 
Stede loves mornings.
All nice and quiet and peaceful. No expectations to speak of. 
Just love.
Ed rolls over in Stede’s arms, taking one of Stede’s hands as he does. Smiling, Stede turns his focus to the new area of skin Ed very kindly bared for kisses. He peppers soft kisses all over Ed's back, gentle and sweet, each one a reminder to Ed:
Hello, my love.
I’m here.
I love this life we’ve built together.
We’ll get our first guest at the inn some day.
You’re beautiful.
You’re wonderful.
You’re mine.
And then Stede feels Ed pull his hand to his lips, and Ed presses a kiss there, and Stede squeezes his hand back.
“Morning, love.” Ed’s voice is still raspy with sleep, just one more thing Stede loves about the mornings. “Have a good night's sleep?”
“Yes,” Stede replies, and tugs Ed closer to him. “And now I can't wait to start our day.”  
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atthebell · 14 days
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thinking about how through all qcellbits life, his curiosity and inquisitiveness has always been the thing that fucks him over. it's what got him kidnapped and it's what got him tortured and brainwashed and manipulated by the federation over and over again. despite his amnesia, he's never changed on that front, he can't stop looking for answers even to his own detriment. and when he finally realized that looking for answers has always got him hurt, he fell back on the only other thing he knows, violence and killing and bloodshed
curiosity killed the cat frfrfrfr he's spent his whole life looking for answers and found some to things he wasn't even searching for and every time that's how the federation gets him!!! he knows he KNOWS he shouldn't fall for it and it would be better to stop going down the rabbit hole but that fucking white rabbit (literally now)!!!! and yeah the minimes event was his breaking point. he searched and he searched and he let his curiosity get the best of him until finally he decided that information wasn't the answer and sending a bloody message to the federation would finally scare them into doing what he wants, or at least show that they don't fucking own him anymore. now, does cucurucho STILL think they've got him on a leash well. obviously. i think it will think until he's ripped it open honestly. but yeah cellbit's inquisitiveness and stubbornness are both his greatest gifts and his worst flaws. he will dig until his hands bleed and keep digging.
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yeagrave · 19 days
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If there are any ideas here which spark an interest in a sketch I'll take it:
Jake wearing the Roosters top at the gym
Rooster without his moustache and the entire Dagger squadron freaking out
Jake meeting Admiral Kazansky and realising he's Bradley's father
Bradley using those legs and hips to dance...
Have fun with the drawing and never stop - one of my biggest regrets as an older person now is that I let my art skills languish away and I look back and compare to what I do now and yeah... sadness.
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a little jakey for you!<33
I'm sorry you feel like that about your art :( Art is a hard skill to keep up with sometimes, but I believe it's re-learnable no matter what! I hope you can find happiness in it if you wish to do so :)
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animezinglife · 1 month
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"'I remembered rain was necessary,' she says finally. 'For the flowers to grow and for their roots to take hold." - What's in the Rain (@animezinglife/@wyse_ink)
Elucien ficlet moodboard for a rainy day. 😌
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lu-sn · 9 months
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if you're still taking prompts, I'd love to hear you talk about Macau seeing through Pete at times when no one else does
PETE AND MACAU MY BELOVEDS!!!
the nice thing about macau is that he's in the mafia and related to vegas and therefore very accustomed to weird mafia shenanigans -- but he's also, like, normal. (relatively speaking.) so he sees pete get up to just-deranged-mafia!things and none of it even registers, but that also means he can cut through all of that mess to pick up on some of the more, ah, normal problems that pete has.
(vegas is not nearly as good at this as macau, because vegas is not normal in the slightest.)
for example. pete doesn't... make choices? he does when he really needs to (e.g. when the alternative is literally killing himself) but he's generally content to be handed things instead of choosing them. for instance, i don't think we ever saw him choose an item of food to eat in canon.
vegas knows this and has probably decided it will be his life mission to deduce exactly what food pete wants at every moment in pete's day without so much as a peep from pete. he will make pete taste-test everything under the sun and will analyze the most minute of pete's microexpressions to death, and then he'll add a pinch of lemongrass and try again. it's a point of pride for him to guess what pete wants correctly and then provide it.
macau, on the other hand, listens to pete go "we can go eat wherever you want, macau," and "i'm happy with whatever you order" for the fifteenth time and goes "dude. you're allowed to say you want something, you know."
(pete immediately bluescreens.)
macau examines him for a bit and then goes, much slower this time, "you're allowed to want things. it's, like, healthy, bro."
idk! i just have the feeling that macau has an uncanny ability to point at a particularly funky peteism and go "phi why are you like this. you really don't gotta be like this." and pete has Never Considered These Things Before, Ever.
macau is going to catch pete deflecting and retort with a "we're talking about you right now, not me." and he's going to watch pete bow and fake-smile at a bitchy authority figure and say "you can just tell him to fuck off, you know. you don't have to put up with that shit."
other people see pete doing these things and it doesn't even process for them as something odd. vegas knows it's odd, and sometimes can't figure out exactly why, and will definitely waffle about getting pete to talk about it. but macau is going to spotlight pete's issues with no remorse. he's gonna look pete in the eye like the blunt teenager he is and say, do you know you're human, too?
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azherwind-art · 1 year
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Masterpost <==First.  <=Prev Thank you SO much for reading! I truly hope you liked the ending, I went back and forth for a while on how to close it up, and I thought a more subtle slightly awkward but were both truly understood what they wanted was a nice way to do it, otherwise it felt kind of rushed to me, almost insincere after all their back and forth But that’s what the epilogue will be for, to warp some things up after they had such a confusing up and down couple of days I worked on this comic for two years, it started as just a silly couple of jokey strips and it turned into a a lengthy project, the first one I’ve ever started, finished and posted It has meant all to me to see all the support and kindness for this little series, I read all your comments, all your tags all your asks and I go back to them often cus they bring me such a smile always, glad I got to share all this with you and I hope to be able to share more in the future 
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stevebabey · 5 months
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writing trademark: gooey. I KNOW ITS ABSTRACT BUT LIKE. when the character's emotions are gooey. and they make me gooey. its something about the flow of how you describe feelings i think. i cant articulate it (bc if i could i would be much better at incorporating it into my own work HJDFKHKSJD) but its Gooey. good. gooey good.
GOOEY GOOEY GOOEY!!!!! I’LL TAKE GOOEY ANY DAY!!! this is so kind 😭😭😭 gooey characters and emotions i love it i love any kind of gooey thank u so much are you KIDDING me MWAH
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hungharrington · 5 months
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why are you so talented 🥴😩
fjdjsjjdhd thank you i’m so flattered 😭🥹 i’m glad you enjoy what i posted & think it’s written well! that’s all i aim for! well-written in character sexy times for ur viewing pleasure 🫶 have a big ol kiss from me
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teastainedprose · 26 days
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Homelander x fem!reader
Listening to the rain together
The drumming of the rain against the windows of his penthouse has been something Homelander has grown to love. The sound of rain on a window or on a roof had been a distant confusion within the lab, heard but never seen. An unknown from the mysterious outside he never had been allowed to see until his debut. Sure, the doctors had tried to explain it to him. They'd shown him videos and images, but he'd never been allowed out to experience it. Not until his first day in a crowd, when he'd fled and been exposed to the yawning blue of the sky.
It had cracked open later that day, after he's run off. That endless sky had cracked open, and water had poured down as if by magic. He'd been soaked through by it, bhut it had felt cleansing. The sky had cried with the child-god in its own way. Now Homelander can watch nature rage on unobstructed from his bed. The beating of the rain and lightning flashing is just as untamed as the first time he'd seen it. Magical in a way only nature can be. It thrills him as much as it soothes him, the constant patter of rain drops becoming a relaxing thrum that helps dull the clamor everything else his ears pick up. Even the colors of his penthouse feel muted under the grey haze of the sky. The perfect scenery for a nap. Which is exactly what you're doing. You'd insisted this was an ideal time for a book and cuddling. Swore up and down that you wouldn't doze off, yet here you are. Asleep. His lips quirk up, recalling your insistence that this time you'll keep your eyes open. The only lie he'll let you get caught in, because it means Homelander can memorize every detail in the soft, grey light. You're tucked in against his side, back towards him and head propped up with your book discarded atop the pillow. Your breathing is slow and measured, chest rising and falling with each deep breath. There's that content curl to your lips with them slightly parted. Pure temptation sprawled beside him, utterly content and trusting of the monster you're nestled against. Yes, he's grown to love rainy days.
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marvelnatswhore · 11 months
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🌧️ with wandanat pleaseeee?
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Rainy days ~ drabble asks
wanda x nat x reader~ rainy day things
no warnings x
a/n: hopefully you don't mind that this is wandanat x reader i just realised you meant WandaxNat :') also sorry I forgot this was in my drafts
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Your Sunday morning started out cold.
Rain rippled down your windows in varying streaks, the sound of it pouring down echoed throughout your home as if it was reminding you of its presence.
With the rain came the cold, and a chill settled over you. Even buried under your piles of blankets it still seemed to find you.
You shut your eyes listening to it for awhile, something about it was almost comforting and you tucked yourself further under the covers, between the two warm bodies that wrapped around you.
"Cold, detka?" Wanda whispered through a yawn, feeling you nuzzle closer into her neck.
"Very." You hummed, squinting at the clock on your wall that read 10:26am.
You were glad you didn't have work today. Mostly glad you wouldn't have to brave the storm currently descending upon your garden, but also grateful for the lazy mornings like this. staying wrapped in the warmth of your girlfriends with nothing to think about except the moment you're in.
You stayed like that for most of the morning, laying together, whispering about nothing and everything, almost falling back asleep as Natasha mindlessly braided a strand of your hair.
As much as you would happily spend your day in bed with them, you eventually left the comfort of your bed, slipping into your fluffy clothes and socks to join your girlfriends.
Wanda sat huddled in the corner of your couch with a book in her hands, and what you were sure was Natasha's jumper wrapped around her. Natasha hummed something familiar, rummaging through the kitchen cupboards in search of marshmallows to add to three mugs of hot coco resting on the bench.
You made your way over to her, wrapping your arms around her waist and resting your head on her shoulder.
"Yes, moya lyubov?" Natasha asked,
"Nothing." You whispered, watching her add a few marshmallows into each mug.
"Want some?" She said, holding up a warm mug to you. You released her from your arms, happily taking the mug and breathing in the sweet scent. "Thanks, natty." You quickly kissed her cheek, taking a sip of the beverage and holding it near your face to appreciate the warmth it gave off.
You soon joined Wanda on the couch, and she offered you a portion of her blanket as you snuggled yourself in between her arms. Natasha sat beside you, leaning across your lap to pass Wanda her mug.
"So what are we watching, baby?" Nat said, smoothing your stray hair back.
"How about a movie?" Wanda said taking a sip of her drink.
"Anything." You said, holding back a yawn.
"Don't think Netflix has that one out yet." Natasha said, making Wanda laugh.
"Oo a disney?" You said, and your eyes lit up.
Natasha agreed, scrolling through disney-plus until she reached your decided film and the music began as Zootopia started playing. You lay back against the warm bodies beside you, feeling somewhat envious you couldn't stay in the moment forever.
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