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gyokujyn · 21 days
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CATWS 10th Anniversary | April 2nd » Prompts: Revenge for @catws-anniversary
a loving homage to A Softer World and @asofteravenger named after love you like rlb by Tolieawake
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starbellbunny · 7 months
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Erm.
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martyrbat · 11 months
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superman: lois lane
[ID: Clark Kent in his Superman costume laying on a bed with Lois Lane. They're both on their sides and are facing each other, Lois keeping her head propped up with her hand as Clark rests his head on his folded arms. His booted feet are right on her fucking pillows. He asks her, “So... What brings you here?” Lois, who apparently doesn't mind the pillow audacity, replies, “... To the middle of frozen nowhere? A story. Your turn — my message told you this would just be a quick trip... What's so important that you had to fly all the way up here?” Clark looks slightly surprised at being called out before smirking mischievously.
He drags out, “well...” before suddenly leaning over her! He grabs her hand as his other arm wraps around her upper back. He smiles charmingly and tells her, “You are. Since recent... Events have reminded me how precious and fleeting a thing life is — I realize that every moment I can steal away and see you — even just for a second, is a chance I shouldn't let myself miss.” Lois calls through his corniness and reassures him, “You're checking up on me. Relax, Romeo, this isn't a dangerous story, you don't have to fret.” She is, of course, lying. END ID]
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obitv · 11 months
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IF WILLIAM HAD TRIED TO KILL DAVID VYNCENT WOULDVE SAID "NO LET ME DO IT".
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winglingtings · 2 years
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Rae 2020
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vyrion · 7 months
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oh thats canon clarence art metal
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italianseasoning · 9 months
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double overtake immediately out of the pits. he's goated your honour
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coolsleep · 8 months
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transfire · 11 months
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CROSS MENTION 💥💥💥 GIVE HIM THE SAMPLES YES PLEASE
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tev-the-random · 1 year
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Rooting for Jimmy is like watching someone trying to shoot a target, missing all of his shots, coming back with another gun, missing again, then coming back with a new gun and hitting every inch of wall around the target, three birds and his own foot, but not the target itself.
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starbellbunny · 4 months
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I am in LOVE with your fiction about the cop Sans! The poor reader has no idea what storm is coming for her, but gosh I can’t wait! I have a question, what if the MC woken up and seen Horror in her apartment? What on earth would she and Horror do? Thank you for your hard work! 💕
:-( THANK YOU !! I've been struggling for motivation to write anything for a while, I'm glad to hear you like it hehe 💕 I’m trying very hard to make a comeback on this account, as well as on Ao3, I know I've neglected it for a while!
Heres horror getting caught ;p
Now, it was time to see his shortcake. He came out of the kitchen, and rounded the sofa.
…Oh my god.
You were sleeping soundly on the sofa, with your hands cushioning your head. You lay on your side with your legs brought up to a 90° angle. He didn’t even have it in him to be upset that the reason you didn’t mind him being here was because you were sleeping, because you were so fucking cute.
He was grinning like a maniac, as he pulled his phone out his pocket and snapped a picture- or, like, 50- of your sleeping form. He immediately set it as his lock screen picture.
He could already feel the ache in his chest dissolving, at this distance, and you visibly relaxed when he stepped so he could see you.
…He wanted to get closer.
He took a step towards the sofa, and knelt down. He brought a knuckle up to your face, and stroked your cheek. You were so soft- softer then any monster he’d ever touched. He brought his hand down, and thumbed your bottom lip. It looked plump- soft, and kissable. He wanted to kiss you.
He got up from his kneeling position, and climbed carefully onto the sofa over you. He was straddling your hip now, and he took another couple of pictures. Could you blame him, really? That was his soulmate. The vouch groaned under his weight, unhappy to be holding a monster of his size.
He couldn't help but stare at you. He has never been so... Entranced with a single being- let alone a human.
He brought his hand up, ever so gently cupping the left side of your face, as he brought his skull down to press his teeth to your right cheek.
He felt ecstatic. His sockets fluttered shut, absolutely reveling in the moment.
He pulled away- short, but sweet.
He opened his sockets again slowly, to appreciate your form once again, soft, flushed cheeks, gentle snoring, a head of cute, messy hair...
What he didn't expect, however, was for you to be staring directly back at him. That caught him off guard.
All he could do was stare back hopelessly. What was he meant to do in this situation? His face felt very hot.
"What the fuck," you said eventually. His soul, once again, was thrumming in his chest.
You put your hands on either side of his shoulders, as well as your right foot on his chest, pushing him away... He allowed it, sitting on his knees, his hands hanging dumbly at his sides. He wasn't supposed to be caught.
"What the fuck," you repeated. As much as it ashamed him, the only thing he could think of at the moment was how small you seemed. How small your hands were, when you placed them on his shoulders.. How cute that was. How- no matter how fierce you tried to sound, small your voice sounded.
He didn't like how scared you sounded, under the anger that you projected.
You scooted away from him, and he wanted nothing more to pull you back to him. Your legs were angled up, as if you were ready to kick the shit out of him if he were to move even an inch closer to you. Your skin looked increasingly clammy as the moments went by. You were terrified.
Did you recognise him? You continued ti stare at him. He could only imagine how scary this was first you… Poor, little lamb.
He could see you glance around the room, quickly, rapidly, trying to see if anything would help you...
Horror took this as an out.
He shortcutted out of the room, stumbling into Paps' bedroom. It was late, he was already tucked up in his bed reading a book silently, with the bedside lamp on, casting a warm light across the room. He looked up from his book, and shut it quickly.
"Brother? Is Everything Okay?" he asked., his voice cracking in odd places.
Horror couldn't reply.
Fuck.
You looked so scared.
Fuck!
This certainly fucked up his plans a little..
He took the steps towards his brothers bed, sitting on it with a huff. His elbows were planted in his knees, and he rubbed a palm over his face.
No matter, he'd make it work. This was his soulmate, after all.
Yes, you couldn't be that scared of him. Something primal, deep within your soul knew that you were destine to be together, he deluded told himself.
It'd work out. It would.
He always, always had his brother to help, anyways.
He'd do whatever it takes.
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martyrbat · 1 year
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perpetual mourning – batman black and white (1996) #1
[ID: Batman performing an examination of a dead body to try and determine the cause of her murder. He visualizes a possible scene of a man grabbing her by the throat after he observed she has a bruised platysma and wonders how she got it. The dead woman's bruised and injured face is shown in a close-up. He thinks, ‘I notice she has suddenly begun to smile. I think she's trying to ease my pain, my remorse, for seeing her like this.’ He suddenly turns away from her, hands clasped behind himself remorsefully as he reminds himself of the merciless reality, ‘But then I remember it's simply rigor mortis setting in.’ END ID]
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obitv · 10 months
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"harlem had a wife" no he didnt. its not on screen its not real. that boy is a faggot
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winglingtings · 2 years
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Rae Lil Black 2020
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vyrion · 7 months
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CHIP NO LONGER AGES?
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italianseasoning · 9 months
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welp, i guess it was delusion, ill see yall in therapy
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