just 419 years until Booster and Michelle will be born 💙💛🤍
it’s been a minute since I drew everyone together so here’s the fam :)
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Happy -419th birthday to the Carter twins, and also to this image which I created in like 2008 and which still makes me laugh.
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Angsty Boostle AU that lives in my head!
Okay so everything preflashpoint stays +/- the same except Booster blames himself for Teds death because he thinks that if he wasn't friends with Ted the league would have treated him more seriously and would help him with Max's situation when he came to them for help.
So when the timeline resets Booster who remembers everything (including all that happened in Booster Gold vol.2) tries to stay away from him even though he's still madly in love with his former best friend. Ted on the other hand doesn't remember much from before so he only knows that they used to be teammates.
Ted joins the Justice League as one of the main members, while Booster is more of a "in case of emergency, sometimes visits the watchtower if he's needed member". So they interact from time to time on the job, but Boost always either avoids him or acts like a jerk. And Ted has no idea why this guy has a problem with him and why does some other superheroes give him weird glances every time they interact.
Meanwhile Booster continues his job as "the greatest hero you've never heard of" joggling superheroing and photoshoots with secretly raising Rani (14y) and Rip (1,5y) and trying to keep a current timeline safe alongside Michelle. Rip Hunter is still active but keeps his distance from them for obvious reasons.
There is more (including big Rani section) if anyone's interested...
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Robert Badinter, Photo de Michel Lacroix
Hommage à l'ancien Garde des Sceaux et président du Conseil constitutionnel ,Robert Badinter🌹⚖️🎈R.I.P 🙏🕊
Extrait du discours à l'assemblée nationale, pour l'abolition de la peine de mort en 1981
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My friends it is the end of an era…….
MICHAEL HAS CHANGED HIS TWITTER PROFILE IMAGES!
🪦Rip emo Michael profile picture
🪦RIP good omens banner
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James doesn’t have a lot going on. He isn’t very bright, he’s not much to look at, and...
Derry Girls favorite scenes (9/?)
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tags @strandnreyes @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @alrightbuckaroo @birdclowns @lemonlyman-dotcom
Have some First Aid this week.
Carlos runs a thumb over his wet brow, orgasm housed in his heavy breath. His eyes don’t turn away, no matter how long TK blinks up at him and loses himself in trying to find the edge of iris and pupil but only finding darkness. The touch to his face is feathery, oppositional to how needy and rushed Carlos had pumped into him moments ago.
“One of those days your’re gonna get caught,” TK whispers.
“Caught doing what?” Carlos asks, brows furrowed, leaving his forehead in wrinkles.
TK contemplates tipping his chin up and stealing another kiss just because of how adorable Carlos looks. Instead he brings a hand to the lower back, knowing even tracing Carlos’ sensitive body being safer than kisses at the wrong moments.
“Caught going through my window of course.”
“Don’t worry bout that. I never get caught.” Carlos says smugly.
“Oh really? Should I be worried that you can say this with such conviction?”
TK watches for the miniscule changes of Carlos’ features, but even months and months of seeing each other regularly doesn’t tell him what’s behind his mask. Carlos finally nips at the skin beneath TK’s chin; no trepidations himself of initiating any touch clearly.
“Do I need to remind you of last week and the cinema?”
Just last week, they had sat in the last row of a nearly empty movie past midnight and TK had snuck his hand into Carlos’ underwear and challenged him to keep still and quiet. Another way to try and keep himself excited.
“Do I need to remind you that you moaned so loud I had to slap a hand over your mouth?” TK challenges.
Carlos sucks harder, then lets go of TK’s sensitive skin. He smirks up, dark eyes watching him through the thicket of his eyelashes. “Well, did we get caught?”
“No.” Looking up, into the creases of the wall that still holds year old polaroids, the pillow thrown on the floor somewhere, TK dares to say, “But you know, I actually meant it. You can come through my front door.”
I tag @liminalmemories21 @chaotictarlos @wtfuckevenknows ;) @paperstorm and whoever sees this. Taggidy tag no way out of it.
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