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soloveely · 5 months

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cat noir (miraculous) x ariana grande headers

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celesztialbody · 11 months

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miraculous ladybug icons & headers

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soft-girl-musings · 2 months

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Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps - CHAPTER 5 (Something's Gotta Give)

Noir!Jake Lockley x WOC Lounge Singer!Reader

written in collaboration with + header by @mrs-lockley

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4

cross-posted to ao3

tags: late 1940s Noir AU, Reader is WOC coded but with no physical description besides being slightly taller than Jake while wearing heels, no use of Y/N, brief mention of past injury, spanish translation at end (courtesy of @queerponcho, thank you beloved)

wc: 3.4k

fic summary: Of all the gin joints in all the world, Jake Lockley walks into yours. Unfortunately for him, it's not quite the start of a beautiful friendship.

chapter summary: immovable object? the unstoppable force would like a word.

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As far as peace offerings go, it’s not the worst.

At least, that’s what you’ve told yourself as you stand outside your neighbor’s apartment, your fist failing to close the distance and knock. In one hand you hold a plate of pastries you’d bought earlier. Hopefully it’s enough.

Before you can raise your hand again, the door whips open.

Leah Mendoza, ever the force to be reckoned with, stands with arms akimbo and eyebrow raised. “Quit shuffling your feet and come inside, nena.”

You oblige wordlessly. Crossing the threshold, you immediately feel the warmth of her apartment embrace you. Not that she’s escaped the chill that plagues your building; Leah is an artist, and every flat surface serves as either canvas or easel. Most spaces are covered in surreal portraits and near-magical icons, her handiwork displayed as a gorgeously chaotic gallery. Sunlight streams through gauzy curtains to feed sprawling plants and attempts to warm the richly colored rug beneath your feet.

You leave your shoes at the door and hold out the platter, smiling sheepishly. “Hope you still have a sweet tooth.”

“It's been so long, I'm surprised you remember.” Despite her playfully icy tone, Leah’s expression warms as she peeks at the pan de mallorca you hand over.

“...But I suppose going five blocks out of your way for breakfast makes up for it.” She nudges you with her hip before escorting you to the kitchen.

“Look what the cat dragged in, Caro,” Leah calls out to the seating area as she pours two mugs of coffee. You see your other friend’s smiling eyes light up at the sight of you.

“Ohhh, it’s been ages!” she squeals as she rushes to your side, tackling you with an enthusiastic hug.

Caroline Ngo, the youngest of your trio, has always brought a much-needed energy to your time together. When she and her parents moved in, you and Leah decided to adopt her into your early morning ritual of coffee and gossip. As her rosy cheeks beam up at you, you’re (a bit selfishly) grateful that she’s delayed her college applications by a year. You’re not ready to part with your other baby bird just yet.

Still, you pry yourself from her grasp. “Something tells me you had an early start on the coffee.”

“Maybe,” she drawls as she saunters away. Leah passes you a steaming mug, prepared just the way you like it.

The three of you sit, sipping and smiling as the room grows brighter with the sunrise. Leah regales you with the results of her latest art show; Caroline badgers you for updates about Mauricio, dimpled cheeks flushed as she speaks. For a few moments, everything feels like it used to.

Leah finishes her pastry and turns to you. “So, ‘Ms. Songbird’. How are you?”

You shrug, dismissive. “Oh, you know. The usual.”

“No, I don’t know. You haven't been around for us to see your ‘usual’.” Leah's voice is measured, but she’s clearly frustrated. “Can you tell me the last time we've heard more than a ‘good morning’ from you? Or were together for longer than an elevator ride to our floor?”

You chuckle nervously. “Goodness, maybe… August? September?”

“June.” She sips her coffee before setting it down. “Are things really so busy at work that you can't spare a moment for us anymore?”

If only you knew.

“I'm sorry, ladies. Truly. But things have been picking up at the lounge, I've even had to get outside help–”

“Ah yes, the altar boy lawyer.” Leah shakes her head. “I thought you were done with him.”

“‘Done with him?’ Leah, he's my friend.”

“Oh, I recall. So good a friend that he lets you ice his bruises and clean his cuts.” She crosses her arms. “So good, he's even bringing new friends with the same scrapes to your door.”

“The other night was an emergency–”

“How long are you going to run around with that kind of crowd?” Her voice bites. “Believe me, I know my share of the nightlife. But every time you bring home some broken man, a load of trouble seems to follow.”

This is not where you saw the morning going. “I thought we were spending time together, not berating the company I keep.”

“Please don't be upset,” Caroline pleads, taking your hand from her seat on the floor. “We miss you. You haven’t been home in weeks,” she laments. “At least, not for more than a couple of hours.”

You shift in your seat but give her hand a light squeeze. “I've missed you, too.”

“Then do something about it.” Leah gets up, crossing the room to distract herself with more coffee but then doubles back to look you in the eyes.

“You know my gut is never wrong, nena. And I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't speak my mind.”

You brace yourself as she continues. “You can spend your nights hiding behind your Songbird persona and running the lounge, but don't be surprised if the cage you're building around yourself is locked from the inside.”

With that, she turns on her heel and heads back to the kitchen, leaving you and Caroline in silence.

Slowly, Caroline slides into Leah’s empty seat, her hand still on yours.

“... I always liked your stage name.”

You don’t say anything, instead letting your eyes trail through the patterns on the rug.

She scoots closer. “Leah’s just looking out for you. Like always.”

“I know, Caro.”

You feel her head rest on your shoulder. Tough love has always been Leah’s strong suit; as hard as you are on your boys, it’s bush league compared to your friend.

Caroline’s next words are low, whispered just loud enough for you to hear. “I know that man you were helping.”

You look down at her, dumbfounded. “Really? You know Jake?”

She sits up, eyes wide again. “Well, not technically. I never learned his name. But when he was leaving your apartment, I recognized his face.” Her small smile grows as she speaks. “There were days I’d stay out late after school, and I’d catch a ride from him sometimes. He’s really kind, not like some of the other cab drivers.”

Concern suddenly sweeps across her face. “Is he going to be alright?”

You think back to the morning he left your apartment: his bruises, your stitches, the blood that still stained his coat…

His hand on your hand, your face…

You don’t feel your fingers grazing the apple of your cheek until you hear Caroline giggle. Your hand drops to your lap as your face warms. “He’ll be fine. If he wised up and saw a real doctor, that is.” You shrug, reaching for your coffee.

“You care about him,” she teases.

“Oh, come off it,” you huff, nudging her leg with yours.

“And he obviously cares about you!” She squeals, lowering her voice when Leah turns her head toward the noise. “I saw him leave your apartment, but he stood there for ages, staring at your door.” Her grip on your hand grows unbearably tight. “What happened that night?”

You’ve been asking yourself the same question from the moment he left you standing in a bloodstained gown, your apartment colder without him. Since then, there hasn’t been a moment where you’ve been free from the memory of his face.

“I did him a favor. And… he may have done one for me, too.”

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Jake Lockley is man enough to admit when he’s been beaten.

In this case, he's absolutely won over. Head-over-heels, and at your mercy.

Maybe years from now, society adopts stricter rules for how soon you should call on a lady. Even today, some would advise against showing your hand too early. Some men wouldn’t want to seem too eager, too desperate.

But Jake Lockley is not a liar.

If “desperate” is the word for the incessant drumming in his chest each time you come to mind; if it’s what has him cutting corners and driving recklessly, ushering customers along at double the pace so his thoughts can return to you; if it’s why his palms sweat and nerves ache at the memory of your face that night, that morning… then Jake Lockley is desperate.

It’s hardly been a day and a half since he left your apartment, cold and injured. The suit stitched him back together in seconds; the only ache that remained was at the thought of you. You, who scooped him off the pavement and took pity on him. Who stained your hands with his blood to make it stop. You, who set his skin on fire with the smallest touch and had him convinced he would burn with or without it.

Screw the three day rule. He has to see you.

Hot under the collar, Jake now sits at the bar– your bar, long before normal business hours. Next to him is Matt, whose face hasn’t untwisted from the wry grin he’s had from the moment they met up.

“It’s like a jackhammer,” he chuckles into his glass, dodging Jake’s backhand swing.

“Can it, Murdock.” Jake’s hand returns to his own drink. Downing the rest, he raises his glass to the bartender. “Top me off, Mr. Manalo.”

Teddy obliges with shaking hands. He scoops up the bills Jake slides his way before dashing off. The two men had asked for privacy, and he’s determined to stay in their good graces.

Jake knocks back the new drink, swiping the excess from his lip as Matt’s laughter grows louder.

“You really need to calm down.”

“That’s what this was for,” Jake retorts, shaking his glass so the ice clinks against the edge. It’s doing him little good, though; from the moment he snuck in here that stormy night, he knew The Paper Moon as an extension of you. Even with the house lights up and nobody onstage, the lounge makes his heart race as quickly as if you were right beside him.

Matt claps a hand on his shoulder. “You’ll be alright, you’ve been through worse.”

“Yeah,” Jake snorts. Matt’s quiet for a suspicious amount of time. “What’s on your mind, Murdock?”

“What’s on yours?” Telltale concern creeps into his voice. “How are things up there lately?”

Jake smirks, the expression not reaching his eyes. “Oh, you know. Loud… and quiet, in all the wrong ways.”

“Seems quieter than before.”

“Yeah?” Jake cocks an eyebrow. His mind doesn’t feel quieter, not the way it should. Khonshu’s been on his ass more often, doubling down when his thoughts dare to drift to anything besides the mission at hand. The god throwing a tantrum has become one of the few guarantees that remain.

“I mean it,” Matt reassures him. “It’s like night and day from when you returned stateside.”

Jake stirs the ice in his glass, tempted to hop the counter and refill it himself. It takes everything in him to repress the memory of “before,” to not think of the bloody business in El-Alamein. To forget when the occupancy of his mind dropped from three to two.

“Must be the good old American soil.” His sneer drops as he considers his next words. “... or the fool of a pro bono lawyer I managed to snag.”

“Maybe,” Matt says. “Or it could be the little bird that's caught your ear.”

Before Jake can respond, a pair of footsteps cross onto the stage behind them.

He turns to see you and Mauricio, backs to the house, talking in rushed succession as you survey the stage. You’re in a blouse and trousers, your movements easy and unrehearsed despite the growing exasperation in your voice.

“Maurie, I don't care how Leo feels the lights bounces off his new mustache wax, unless he can't follow my cues he's staying stage left. And–”

“No days off for you, are there?”

When you turn you see Jake, hat in hand and standing a few steps from the bar, as if he’d walked toward you but stopped halfway up the aisle. You can’t place the look on his face, but you're nevertheless pinned under the gaze of his now-healed eyes shining up at you.

“JAKE!” Mauricio startles you when he shouts, leaping off the stage to clasp hands with the older man.

“Hermano,” Jake chuckles, pulling him into a quick hug before letting go. “¿No te andas metiendo en problemas, eh?”

“¿Parece que tu eres el que anda causando problemas, ey botero? ¿De dónde salió esa cicatriz?" Mauricio leans in, examining the pale line running through Jake’s eyebrow with awe.

“Ah, just a scratch.” Jake shrugs as he brushes past him to approach the stage and offers his hand as you step down. You accept, hoping he doesn’t notice the slight tremor in your grasp.

“Leave the man alone, Maurie,” you chide, nodding your thanks and holding back a laugh. As much as Caroline fawns over you, Mauricio seems to do the same to Jake whenever their paths cross. It helps that he plays along.

As the three of you walk back to the bar, you notice Matt dial in to something and smile– far from his normal reaction.

“I’m afraid I can’t offer you more than another drink, I have an appointment with Matthew this afternoon.” You cross over to your friend, whose smile only grows as you draw closer. But you brush it off, still focused on Jake.

“Actually,” he starts, his hand sliding into his pocket, “I was hoping to cut in on your consult time for a moment. That alright with you, doll?”

Matt clears his throat. “Mauricio, can you take me backstage? I should start unpacking this file.”

The drummer perks up. “Sure! But the band’s getting ready to play some poker… you feel like teaming up again? We can split the pot like usual.”

“Even better,” Matt grins. “Lead on.”

He gathers his portfolio and walking stick to follow. If you didn’t know better, you’d swear you could see a moment of panic flicker across Jake’s face.

It’s replaced in a flash with his usual smirk. “Sure you want to risk your pocket change, Matty?”

“If all my clients paid like you do, I'd be out of a job.” He collects himself and follows Mauricio’s footsteps, turning to Jake and mouthing “jackhammer” with a hand to his chest when he’s behind you.

Their footfalls fade and it’s just the two of you at the bar. You take a seat, drumming your fingers on the surface to soothe your nerves. Jake sits beside you.

“You look better.” You notice the scar Maurie was talking about: his former head wound is free of your haphazard stitches, instead healed into a light dash through his dark brow. “But I told you that would scar.”

He shakes his head, brushing his fingers past the spot. “I kinda like it. Gives me an edge,” he chuckles. Maybe Khonshu hadn’t healed his face the way he normally would as some sort of lesson. Joke’s on him.

“How did… I mean, you look really good, how did you recover so quickly?” Now that you’re closer, you realize there’s no sign he was hurt just two days ago. If not for his scar, you could pass that night off as some sort of dream.

“You told me to see a doctor, didn’t you? Looks like I’ve got the best one around.”

You eye him, not sure what to think. “... yeah, alright.”

Your fingers drum the bar again. Maybe that night knocked all of Jake’s suave confidence from his head: when he’s not speaking (something you’re still not used to), he looks like a child about to lose his lunch. For all his urgency a few minutes ago, he’s taking his sweet time getting to the point.

Finally he sits up straight and takes something out of his pocket. “Here. For you, morena.”

A small black box slides toward you, stopping at your restless fingers. You raise an eyebrow quizzically, a familiar warmth spreading across your cheeks.

“A present? Didn’t take you for the ‘holly-jolly’ type.” You pick up the box, feeling its velvet casing and fighting back a smile.

“Nah, not really a Christmas guy myself. But I figured you could use a pick-me-up.” Jake crosses one arm along the bar, propping his chin in his other hand as he watches you open the box.

Inside, you see a delicate gold chain with a charm fastened to its middle: a small bird with its wings spread, intricate designs etched into its surface.

“Oh my…” You look back at Jake, who seems to have been holding his breath as you examine your gift.

Your slowly unfolding smile is all the reward he could ask for, breathless laughter pushed from his chest with relief. “For the songbird,” he casually declares, relief mixing with pride at your reaction.

You take the necklace out and hold it to the light. “It’s beautiful,” you sigh. You undo the clasp and try to put it on yourself, but your fingers can’t seem to make it fasten.

“Allow me,” he says quickly, standing to move behind you and assist.

You feel his hands take over and drop your own in your lap. His knuckles brush the back of your neck and it takes everything in you not to shiver. The smell of smoke and spice dances on your senses, pulled away all too soon when he moves to stand in front of you.

“There,” he breathes, eyes going from the pendant draped below your collar to your eyes. “Looks perfect.”

Your fingers grasp the cool metal as you nod. “Looks perfect.”

Silence falls again. You’ve come to hate the sound of nothing when you’re with him.

Jake’s the first to break it. He sits back down, his next words like a punch to the gut. “You know, now that I’m not driving Wesley around… I won’t have to take up space at your back table anymore.”

“Oh. No, I suppose not.” You toy with the charm around your neck. “So is this… goodbye?”

“That depends,” he says cautiously. He turns to you, eyes swimming with the same unfamiliar mix of emotions from before. “Do you want it to be?”

Your fingers leave your neck as you meet his gaze. “Don't say you're going all soft on me, cabbie.”

“What if I was?” He leans forward, and for the first time you don't back away.

“Cards on the table: I haven't stopped thinking about you.”

That makes two of us. You bite your tongue to let him continue.

“Morena… would you ever want to get out of here? Just you and me, call it a truce or a… a date.” A smile plays on his lips before his brow creases. “I won't badger you after today, just… one way or another, put me out of my misery.”

The wings of the charm feel heavier with the weight of his confession. Hand to your heart, you feel the bird again, this time with Leah's warning running through your mind.

“I suppose a truce wouldn't hurt.”

When he smiles, wider than ever, you see the charming gap in his teeth. And you smile, too. You both laugh, the heated stress in your nerves turning to effervescent relief.

You could spend an hour like this. But when you hear shouts of frustration and a bilingual litany of choice words echo from backstage, you know you have to go put out a different fire.

“I should make sure Matthew isn't in trouble,” you sigh, standing to straighten yourself.

“If I know Matt, he's the one causing the trouble.” Jake stands with you, desperate for this moment not to end but anxious for your next answer. “So when can we–”

“Sunday night,” you cut him off, starting to back away toward the stage. “I'll figure out how to slip away, but meet me under the sign at 9.”

You move to rush toward the stage at another outburst, but Jake's hand catches yours yet again.

“You can't keep doing that,” you groan, yet with a smile still on your lips as he tugs you back toward him.

“You're the boss,” he hums, pressing his lips to the back of your hand– the gesture all too routine, but you're ready to admit you've missed it.

He releases your hand and dons his cap, tipping it to you. You laugh again, a rich and easy sound he'd never tire of hearing. You bow slightly and dash backstage, with Jake's voice calling to you as you leave.

“See you Sunday, Songbird."

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“¿No te andas metiendo en problemas, eh?” - Not getting yourself into any problems, eh?

“¿Parece que tu eres el que anda causando problemas, ey botero? ¿De dónde salió esa cicatriz?" - Seems like you’re the one causing troubles, hey cabbie? Where did that scar come from?

note: in-universe Jake is Guatemalan and Mauricio is Cuban; as a non-spanish speaker, please let me know how i can improve in the future!

A/N: i've missed these two!! this chapter was a doozy but i'm so happy to have gotten back on track. i won't say PPP is on hiatus (we never had a promised release schedule) but after i take a wee break from writing, i'm set on finishing my Moon Knight Bingo prompts before 4/30 + starting on my OI fanzine entries (!!! exciting times). but if inspiration strikes before i finish, i certainly won't complain.

ty for reading!!

tag list: @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @mercurysjoy, @importantnightwerewolf, @cupidysm, @queerponcho, @nerdieforpedro, @fandxmslxt69, @shadystarlightgentlemen, @lunar-ghoulie, @casa-boiardi (lmk if you'd like to be added to/removed from this wee tag list)

#moon knight #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight au #jake lockley #jake lockley fanfiction #noir!jake lockley #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x fem!reader #jake lockley x woc!reader #jake lockley x poc!reader #jake lockley/reader #jake lockley/fem!reader #jake lockley/woc! reader #jake lockley/poc!reader #matt murdock

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rockstar-edits · 2 years

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Masterlist of stimboard/moodboard/ packages and other image based works

[This has hit the 100 link limit, so there is a link to part 2 at the bottom. All image based content posted from Jul 27th 2022 to September 4th 2022 will be on this part of the list]

Fandoms:

1917

1917 Blakefield stimboard

Amphibia / The Owl House

Anne Boonchouy stimboard (cleancore)

Calamity Anne Boonchouy stimboard (cleancore)

Luz The Owl House stimboard cleancore

Animal Crossing

DNI banner and header (Bells, Stitches and Tom nook and kids)

Francine and Chrissy stimboard (bunnies, pink and blue)

Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul

Gustavo and Jesse stimboard (meat, suits and smoke)

Chuck McGill moodboard (forgiveness, apologies and hugging)

Danganronpa

Mikan stimboard (Medical and slime based)

Miu Iruma stimboard (sweets, mechanics and milk)

Toko Fukawa Stimboard! (Calligraphy, books and hearts)

Demon Slayer

Mitsuri Kanroji stimboard (pink, glitter)

Mitsuri Kanroji moodboard (pink, glitter)

Doki Doki Literature Club

Natsuki Package (Moodboard, pride icon, Wallpaper) (sweets)

Monika Stimboard (coding, writing, and piano)

Sayori Stimboard ( Plushies, books and friendship)

Yuri Stimboard (chocolate, tea and magic/ dark academia)

Natsuki stimboard (manga, puppies and sweets)

DnD based fandoms (Dice, Critical Role, etc)

Vax Critical Role (Magic arrows and shadows)

DnD Dice stim (rainbow dice)

FNAF

Mangle stimboard (mechanics, Legos, pink)

Glamrock Freddy moodboard

Genshin Impact

Qiqi stimboard (water cookies and sparkles)

Alrecchino stimboard (Sparkles, crowns and rings)

Helluva Boss/ Hazbin Hotel

Millie Package (Moodboard, pride icon, wallpaper)

Baby stolas stimboard

Stolas package (Wallpaper, color palette and aesthetic)

Angeldust package (wallpaper, mini stimboard and moodboard)

Stolas stimboard Galaxy and herb based

Moxie and Millie stimboard lovecore

John Doe game

Weirdcore, lovecore and yanderecore package

Lego/Lego series based

Lego Joker (Carnival and Cards)

LGBTQ+ Based

Aromantic stimboard

Demiboy stimboard comfort based

Trans stimboard (fluff, comfort)

Femme Lesbian moodboard

Non-binary stimboard (cleancore)

Miraculous Ladybug

Ladybug x Chat Noir stimboard (cats, ladybugs, sweets and fur)

Marinette x Chat Noir Stimboard (Sweets, red and black, and fabrics)

Mob Psycho

Shinji Kamuro x Tenga Onigawara yandere and violent stims

Monster High

Abbey Bominable stimboard (fluff, ice and sparkles)

Draculara stimboard (Sparkles, bats and self care)

Ghoulia Yelps stimboard (science, cookies and hair)

Monster High Main friend stimboard

My Hero Academia

Big sis Magne stimboard (magnets, make-up and flowers)

Character jumble dividers (Bakugou, Uraraka, Toga, Momo, Mr Compress, Nejire and Tamaki)

Character jumble pride icons (Bakugou, Tsuyu, Jirou, Momo, Denki, Jirou, Miss Joke and Midnight)

Cow Lady (Cowboy, and cows)

Nejire stimboard (Water, sparkles and bunnies)

Himiko Toga moodboard (love)

Mister Compress moodboard (magic and roses)

DabiHawks moodboard (winter wonderland)

Bakugou Katsuki stimboard (explosions, tea and food)

Hanta Sero stimboard (stickers, coloring and fabric)

Mister Compress lovecore package 4

Bakugou's villian wife moodboard

Nintendo Characters/ series

Princess Zelda, Peach and Daisy stimboard (flowers and their main weapons)

Princess Rosalina stimboard

King Dedede stimboard (sheep, gold, and heart stims)

New stims/ gathered stims

food/ Pink sweets

Soap, magic and explosion stims

Blue colorful and pink stims

No Fandom

Rainbow kidcore package

Puppy regression stimboard

Science stimboard

An Ice Hockey stimboard

Cleancore stimboard

Fantasy moodboard (with playlist)

Cute knife moodboard

Mini crystal stimboard

Lighting stimboard

Rat stimboard

Reading and Sunflower Moodboard

Fruit stims

Plushies and sweets mini stimboard

Dinosaur and coloring stimboard

Mechanics and Robot stimboard

Obey Me

Luke stimboard (Angels, sparkles and sweets)

One Piece

Silverfang stimboard (martial arts, cherry blossom and water)

Our Partners

Evelyn package (Magic, dark academia and Spop)

Pokemon

Pikachu stimboard (Rainbow)

Eevee stimboard (Fur, sweets and dogs)

Sylveon stimboard (Lace and ribbon)

Possibly in Michigan

Clean, weird and dreamcore package

Cleancore Stimboard

Rick and Morty/ Solar Opposites

Solar Opposites package 2 (Bisexuality and aliens)

Rick and Morty Package 2 (Science and portals)

The Simpsons

Marge stimboard (Potatoes and knitting)

Stranger things

Dustin stimboard (Dice, Science and Drums)

Steven Universe

Spinel stimboard (gems, pink, makeup and cherry blossoms)

Stevonnie stimboard (dancing, gems and nonbinary)

SMP's

Double life Jimmy and Tango stimboard (Western)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Donnie and Mikey package

Youtubers

Markiplier stimboard with puppies and cameras

Witcher (books or shows)

Renfri moodboard (lycanthropy and knives)

Renfri profile icons (red and green outlines)

Masterlist part 2 link

Masterlist 2 started date and end date September 5th-[Not available at this time] ;all image content posted from these points will be in this section.

#Masterlist #Long post

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skjalla · 1 year

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Get to Know the Blogger

Ahahaha. Hahahah. Haha. Thanks for the tag, @demarogue — You have caught me at a time of total hyperfixation so I apologize in advance 🤣 Share your wallpaper: It’s a watercolor portrait of Aloy (created w/ midjourney). Also the battery status is pure coincidence but I’ll take it.

Last song you listened to: The World on Her Shoulders (from the Horizon Forbidden West OST)

Currently reading: No book. Only fanfic. I am trash.

Last movie: “Somebody That I Used To Know” on Amazon Prime. It had its moments but was a bit much for me overall.

Last show: Currently watching Triptych (Tríada) on Netflix with my sister.

Craving: Spring. Warmth. The sun on my skin. Winter begone!

What are you wearing right now: PJs 😊

How tall are you: 168 cm

Piercings: None (I’m allergic)

Tattoos: None

Glasses? Contacts? Glasses! I just got new ones as well. -5 on the left and -6 on the right LOL I’m fucking blind without them.

Last drink: Lemonade

Last thing you ate: Spaghetti Carbonara (courtesy of Husband)

Favorite color: gray, beige, ice blue

Current obsession: Horizon Forbidden West. New DLC is coming out in 2 weeks and I’m SO HYPE AAAA �� Totally obsessed with Aloy/Kotallo right now and I’m very tentatively writing for the first time in so many months.

Any pets: Two Birman cat ladies (13 and 14 yo). Here’s a pic I took just this morning. She’s so old and scruffy now I love her 😭

Favorite fictional character: Right now? Kotallo from Horizon Forbidden West. But also Dorian from Dragon Age: Inquisition, and Charles Smith from Red Dead Redemption 2.

The last place you traveled: Really traveled, like out of country — Greece (specifically Crete) in 2019. It’s been a while. That’s where my blog’s header image is from.

Thanks again for thinking of me! I’d like to tag @rakshadow, @warpedlegacy, and @noire-pandora (sorry if you’ve been tagged already).

#about me #ask game #get to know the blogger

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discorporatedmess · 1 year

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I posted 9,303 times in 2022

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I tagged 281 of my posts in 2022

#soren speaks - 12 posts

#i love this - 4 posts

#yikes - 4 posts

#ok - 3 posts

#watching youtube and should be sleeping - 2 posts

#2:54 - 2 posts

#i want fresh eggs - 2 posts

#bury it - chvrches - 2 posts

#i feel this - 2 posts

#same - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#i've read too many books lately that feel like the characters are fleshed out in the beginning and then the climax and exciting stuff happen

My Top Posts in 2022:

🦀 time for crab 🦀

today i summoned 420 crabs and caught 69 💰 of them. look at them all!

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3 notes - Posted June 12, 2022

Someone look at my cat

4 notes - Posted August 24, 2022

we dont really do theme reveals anymore cuz we all use mobile now, but i updated my mobile header, image, and bio

4 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

See the full post

16 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #No one appreciated my dedication to the crabs

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baekhyunmeusblog · 2 years

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HEADER/LAYOUT RPG

CHANYEOL & ROSÉ

CHANYEOL CAT NOIR ROSÉ RAPUNZEL

headers by me! don't repost please...

like/reblog if you save

#kpop girls #blackpink #rose blackpink #rose headers #rose layouts #gg layouts #chanyeol #exo #exo layouts #exo chanyeol #exo headers

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mx-sinisters · 8 months

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AAAA UR CAT NOIR ICON AND HEADER IS SO CUTE, I LOVE IT I LOVE IT 🖤💚

ahghghgg tysm!!!! just caught up to s5 and i'm going thru it fr

#ask #itadorii-yuuji

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liftedpixel · 9 months

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Week 0: Jessica Pixel’s August of Posting 2023

🟦 ネット友達こんにちは | hello internet friends 🟦 Internet Person Jessica Pixel here with a weekly digest!

The August of Posting is upon us. I’m finally going to start posting the content I’ve been working on this July. This post is a test of sorts of my weekly wrap up, where I’ll collect all the things I’ve shared over the past week and give more details and credits. I’ll be cross posting this to Medium, Tumblr, and my website.

What started as me using Canva to create thumbnails for use on my Twitch turned to me making new panel headers and ‘starting soon’/’be right back’ videos. I’ve made VOD thumbnails for the games I’ve been playing lately and now I’ve got a ‘stream over’ video to play when the stream is over.

Depending on the site you’re reading this, the above graphic is animated. A teaser pic I posted to all my socials last week.

I got Mocopi. It arrived very quickly after I ordered it. I’m planning to write up a blog post about my impressions. I’ve only had them for about a week at this point.

The Ladybug and Cat Noir movie came out this week on Netflix. If you’re a fan of the series, the movie is worth seeing. If you don’t know anything about it, the movie is not the place to start. It felt like fan service more than anything.

A quick pair of pictures. The mask feature in Fumi Fumi makes it possible to cast shadows against a wall. Background images are from this popular texture set: https://wonderfulp.booth.pm/items/3203745

Being a virtual person doesn’t pay the bills. I work a day job in content moderation. At least I work from home and don’t need to worry about a commute.

A quick snap using VRM Posing Mobile. Background image is from the app.

Here is another ‘August of Posting’ teaser graphic that’s mostly Canva template. Photo taken using VRM Posing Desktop with a background from the same texture set as the clouds in the earlier pictures.

Tools used this week:

- Canva - VRM Posing Mobile - Fumi Fumi - VRM Posing Desktop

The above graphic is from here: https://ubyagino.booth.pm/items/4835911. That’s all from me this week! You can find me online as @liftedpixel at a social network near you! 🟦

#jessicapixel #vroid #augustofposting

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soloveely · 5 months

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cat noir (icon) x ariana grande (header)