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raccoonstickses · 2 months
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divortion · 1 year
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Justin Kirk accepts the Outstanding Television Movie or Miniseries Award for Angels in America at the 15th GLAAD Media Awards, 2004. (Via @justinkirkism on Twitter)
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maudiemoods · 1 year
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MERRMAYYYY!! Yay redesignsssss
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No blue background under cut
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I really love them 🥹
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holllandtrash · 5 months
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wait I saw the comment about little Ricciardo !!!
Could you imagine she met Lando when he and Danny drove together and Lando had a crush on her but never acted on it and then like months(or years idk) they reconnect and maybe SHE says something or hints at having a crush on him too
omg
“You never made a move.”
Lando, instinctively or maybe not, shuffled closer to you. Both of you leaning with your backs against the railing of the balcony because looking down at the Monaco streets below was making you a little nauseous, and Lando would have felt like an idiot if he didn’t turn around when you did.
So there you were, looking through the tinted glass into whosever party this was. The music was deafening evening from outside and Lando knew there were about fifty reasons as to why he shouldn’t have followed you out here, half of them pertaining to Daniel, but he did anyway.
He was thankful he did, because if he hadn’t he would have missed the liquid courage bubbling up inside you until you finally blurted out those few little words.
You never made a move.
He turned his head towards yours, telling himself that your arms crossed over your chest was because you were cold and not defensive.
“I didn’t think I was allowed to,” his response was as honest as it could be.
Since the first day he met you, not just that but the first time he even laid eyes on you, he had known you were off limits. If the uneasy vibe in the paddock when it came to drivers and other drivers family members wasn’t obvious enough, Daniel placing a firm hand to Lando’s chest as he walked by and uttering the words ‘absolutely not’ was a good reminder as to why Lando needed to keep his distance.
“Of course you were allowed to,” you scoffed. “Daniel doesn’t control me, nor does he control you.”
God Lando loved your accent. The Aussie twang, the way your lips curled as you spoke. He would happily spend a whole day sitting and doing nothing on the condition that you just spoke to him for hours on end.
You didn’t seem annoyed, per say but you weren’t…impressed either at Lando’s presence. Or maybe you were just a little too drunk, Lando really wasn’t sure.
Regardless, you captivated him. You did then and you still did now.
So much so that even when his muffled name being called could be heard through the glass and you turned your head to look, his eyes remained on you.
Maybe some sense was knocked into you at that moment because you stepped away from the railing, from Lando, and made your way to the door with the intention of going back inside to join the party.
“Am I too late?”
Lando didn’t actually mean to ask that question out loud but thank god he did because you stopped walking. You gave him a look of confusion, but stopped walking nonetheless.
“Too late for what?”
Lando cleared his throat, “To make a move.”
And there it was. That sort of half smirk-half smile that had him weak at the knees. The corner of your lip was pulled upwards, bringing attention to the shade of pink in your cheeks, the glint in your eye.
You said nothing. You didn’t need to, really. Your sly expression gave away the fact that Lando, most certainly, was not too late.
Idk where this came from I need to go to bed
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azfellandco · 8 months
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Rainer Maria Rilke // The Girl Who Flew Over Fairyland and Cut the Moon In Two by Catherynne Valente // "Grendel's Mother" b y The Mountain Goats // details from Dante and Virgil painted by William-Adolphe Bouguereau // "Howl" by Florence + The Machine // asoftersea // Larissa Pham // "Runaway" by Ryn Weaver // "Scheherazade" by Richard Siken // "Quattrocento" by Margaret Atwood // "Litany" by Billy Collins // Food as a Metaphor for Love ao3 tag // "Wolf Like Me" by Lera Lynn // Neil Hilborn
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soupbtch · 2 months
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i should be asleep but i made this instead
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Version 4.0 Special Program Redemption Codes
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3BRLL59ZCZKD
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Click the links to redeem the codes directly on the Genshin Impact website.
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oobbbear · 3 months
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Angelic gay people
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valentjin · 13 days
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if you've ever wanted a giant transparent png of the Ascended Fiend floor decoration in the House of Hope for some reason, well, have i got the post for you
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yamada-ryo · 9 months
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tuituipupu · 3 months
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käärijä silence = the oncoming threat of käärijä violence.
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demon4dilfs · 7 months
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kedreeva · 5 months
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How I know it's bedtime
[image descriptions: a portrait view of a glasses-wearing person who was clearly looking at their phone, being photo bombed by the face of a brown and white peahen who is trying to check out what mom is so interested in that isn't her. The peahen has large, pale blue eyes. The second photo is the same except the person is smiling and the bird's face is more visible in frame. The third photo, the person's fingers are visible as they pet the bird's chin, and the bird's eyes are closed and head tipped toward the person. End description]
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windmill-ghost · 2 months
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Observed that there's a lot of similarities between the Aspects and the Fears as cosmic forces/magic systems and instead of doing anything intellectual with that I did this. I couldn't sleep until I did this.
(Edit: bumped up the greens for the Eye's color scheme.)
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thefrogdalorian · 2 months
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Flowers for My Mandalorian
(Valentine's Day Din Djarin Imagines)
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It's been a busy few months for you and Din, you want to do something small but significant to show him how much he means to you.
You haven't told him your feelings for him but you suspect he feels the same. You've noticed the way he takes every opportunity to stand close to you. The way his gloved hands linger a beat longer than you would expect a friend's to...
Even though you aren't together, you decide to surprise Din with a bunch of freshly picked flowers for Valentine's Day (or the Star Wars equivalent, the Festival of Love).
You hand Din the flowers, but there is no audible response - save for a deep intake of breath and his hand twitching by his side.
Din tells you that he has never heard of such a celebration before and to you, he seems a little confused at the beautiful bouquet you presented him with.
At first, you panic. You're worried that you somehow offended him. Do Mandalorians not celebrate the Festival of Love? Is it against their Creed?
In reality, Din is relieved that you can't see how much he's blushing furiously beneath his helmet.
The next Festival of Love, the first one you'll celebrate as a couple, you decide to bake him cookies in your cabin on Nevarro while he's out running errands in town.
Except, before he returns and when your back is turned, a certain mischievous child eats all of them.
Fortunately, Din saves the day by surprising you with a bouquet of flowers he picked himself to thank you for your gesture the year before.
After putting Grogu to bed when he crashes from his sugar high, you and Din spend the rest of the evening baking cookies together.
Somehow, despite his clumsiness in the kitchen, you manage to create something edible.
You fall asleep on the couch after an evening spent cuddling together with a full stomach, curled happily into the side of your flour-covered Mandalorian.
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afranticsonicperson · 3 months
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being so, so tired to the point where you can’t even open a document or draw digitally anymore and now your in a rut
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….anyway, so here’s a surge
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