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paulpingminho · 1 month
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blabuffet · 7 months
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Ah!! Yikes!! Eekk! etc.
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little extra doodle
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builtbybrokenbells · 7 months
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t’s fic rec list
well hello everyone 😁 i think it’s about time i put out some love, and this is the best way i know how. below I’ve compiled a list of my most favourite fics (which is definitely not complete). these are just a couple off the top of my head from absolutely fantastic writers that have not only blown me away, but even inspired me to write some myself. i will be adding to this as time goes on, but i do not have enough time to read as much as i would like, so bear with me.
Josh Kiszka
Drift - @gretavangroupie
Purple Haze - @gretavanlace
Jake Kiszka
Cream & Sugar - @sacredthefran
Covet - @jakeyt
Little Wing - @daisyful-gvf
Imperfect Moments - @abeautylives
Make Her Happy - @gretavanfleetposts (i think abt this fic all of the time btw)
Sore Loser - @sparrowofthedawnsworld (one of my favs of all time)
Wilt - @gretavangroupie
Sam Kiszka
Burn - @gretavangroupie
Danny Wagner
Four weddings and a funeral - @hearts-hunger
Struck - @gretavangroupie
Twins
Poppins - @gretavanlace
to be continued! im definitely missing a whole lot more, but for now this is what I’ve got. thank you to all of the fantastic writers who put out such amazing content 🫶🏻
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track-staryaz · 1 year
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“The truth is, Sammy, I’ve fallen for you. Like, hard. Real hard.”
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kwiwrites · 4 months
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the sole purpose of this ask is to look at our matching pfps btw. look at them. just look. i sure as hell am. looking reeeeeal hard. staring them down. did you know they’re matching and im looking at them. @likeprongstostars see what you did. you’re feeding our addiction so now you look too. we are all looking. gaze wide and eyes stapled open type looking. everybody go look rn. it’s bloody james how can u not. r u looking yet. r u.
YEAH GUYS. LOOK AT THEM. VI IS MY HERO IDK. LOOK AT OUT MATCHING PFPS GUYS LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT US!!! LOOK. Are you guys looking. You better be looking.
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Grass and blanket patterns from IbisPaint, slightly edited by me.
Happy 2nd anniversary, Jwcc! This show is so dear to me.
I got a suggestion to draw campers in a sleeping pile sometime ago, but failed to do it then. So I decided to use it for the anniversary drawing. Though it's more of a sleeping line.
Day and night version, because my original idea for why they're asleep outside was star gazing.
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hellixo-dev · 6 months
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The law of assumption: tldr
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decideroffate · 8 months
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Am I the dumbass who just realized Alear and Veyle continue the trend of Engage royals coming in older sibling/younger sibling duos?
Yes. Yes I am.
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Poor Quality Gifs. High Quality Bassist.
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"I will finally be freed from this... prison! This inky... dark... abyss I call a body."
Sad I missed out on posting for 414,, luckily, I'm on time for 418 :) Happy birthday Sam!
Reblogs > Likes, thank you! <3
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paulpingminho · 1 month
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blabuffet · 10 months
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some oc refs I made for artfight
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quietwingsinthesky · 3 months
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Sending hugs always!
Duende - Unusual power to attract or charm. Samwena!
Please and thank you!
prefacing this with the fact that i am so enamored with the concept of stanford era!sam/rowena. he deserves to get a little corrupted by her <3 anyway, I hope this is a fun read :)
There’s a baby hunter on her trail.
Of course she knows from the moment he picks up her scent. Hunters aren’t subtle men. She wonders if he ever figured out that she wasn’t there to talk to him on the edges of crime scenes purely by curious coincidence. She’s sure his suspicious hackles got raised, if not the second or third time, than the fourth, when Rowena got there before he did (and about three hours after she’d left the place to begin with, an unpaid debt reclaimed in a bloody but spectacular fashion.)
It’s not like she was trying very hard to hide. Rowena wants badly to be found by this one. She can’t resist overly baiting the trap.
When Sam follows her home, gun-toting and full of righteous anger, she’s ready for him. She’s well-dressed for the occasion, after noting exactly where his eyes lingered during their hushed chats speculating about the nature of the crimes he wouldn’t let slip he thought were more unnatural than they seemed and she teased with details only she could know about from committing them. When Sam sees her, his eyes dip first to the deep cut of her dress, and after a few seconds where his lips part and the tips of his ears go pink, he points his gun right there, aiming for her heart.
“Samuel,” she says. Part of her can’t help preening with pride for how easily he found her, even if she was helping. She’d thought it might take another week at least, but he’s gone beyond all expectation. “Why don’t you sit next to me?” She pats the empty space on the couch beside her, which, while enough to fit him, won’t give him any space to himself, just how she wants him. She drags her eyes over him approvingly. Why shouldn’t she have such easy access to him?
Sam doesn’t budge. Stubborn boy that he is. He is incandescent with rage that won’t do him a lick of good should Rowena simply wave her hand. A knife brought to a gun fight is still more effective than a gun to a witch fight.
“I’m going to stop you before you hurt anyone else,” Sam says. There’s the hunter in him, bullheaded to the end. Rowena feels her mouth pinch, her eyes narrow, and the most satisfying thing in the world is seeing Sam’s expression twitch, like her disapproval means something to him and he doesn’t want to let it show.
“I’m already finished. Be a dear, and put the gun down.” Sam ignores her request. She expected nothing else. She smiles. “Come tell me about these visions you’ve been having.” Sam stiffens from head to toe.
“I don’t have-” Rowena places a finger against her lips, and Sam goes quiet. No magic required, just a little suggestion.
“You wouldn’t have lived past my threshold if I didn’t find you fascinating, Sam Winchester,” she tells him. “Now, come sit. Tell me everything. Or are you really going to turn down an experienced witch helping you understand what you see? Are you willing to bet lives on it?” Sam swallows. She’s caught him, and her reward is going to be the sweetest thing she’s ever tasted. Once she softens him up a little, that is.
Sam shuffles forward, gun lowering. When he sits beside her, she gives him one more appreciative look-over.
Oh, she just has to keep him.
“Good boy,” she says. “Now, your visions.”
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danhausensboots · 1 year
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It’s Wednesday and you know what that means
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elisiassideb1tch · 4 months
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I really need to make more icons and gifs of Elisia, Enid and Sammi. I also need to update my masterlist 😭
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abasketofnothing · 10 months
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He's back on his Jesus kick again
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