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whiimsie · 2 years
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Old warmup stuffs.
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avacado-draws-smut2 · 11 months
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Annette and Diana! Don't have art of them together yet but! After many years of Annie trying to get Diana to notice her, these two are dating <333
Though, whether that goes well or not is another story >.>
See more of these girlies Here!
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yellowsyro · 4 months
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She bites
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tangledinink · 4 months
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tmnt tarot ☽O☾ six through ten
[ @cokowiii - @daedelweiss - @spectralsleuth - @separatedleoau - @heckitall ] - [ prev set ]
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armentarius · 29 days
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There is no Shepard without Vakarian 💫
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sharkfinn · 9 days
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based on idea where spots and one are about the same age and both raised by diana's draxum
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(spots is my oc from little brother au, one belongs to @separatedleoau )
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itsberru · 1 month
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She's like a goddess 💙
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veone · 5 months
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sunbleached™️ x fashion 詠飲ャ
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ilovetempe · 6 months
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My lil dragon boyfriend🦎🔥💗
(The Dragonborn tav belongs to my friend, and I don't have the game yet so hopefully next year I can play it🥲
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engstlerswife · 3 days
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In case y’all were wondering my type 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🤭
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daily-tf2-medic · 2 months
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transfem.. medic,, drawing request…?
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Day 105
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platitudinalteen · 3 months
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Damian realizing that the Teen Titans make up rumors about him to haze new recruits>>>
“Why do you look so frightened?” Damain asked calmly, his hands clasped behind his back. “You’re not scared of me, are you?”
“Scared?” Arlo repeated with a guilty expression, shaking his head quickly. “No. No, of course not. Who cares if the Teen Titans say you hate everyone and everything and dispose of kids who make mistakes?”
Damain’s expression remained stern and guarded, completely unreadable. “Is that what they say?” He mused curiously. “Interesting.”
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rebelliousstories · 21 days
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I Know Now
Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Request: No
Warnings: Angst, Light Fluff
Word Count: 1,032
Main Masterlist: Here
Criminal Minds Masterlist: Here
Part One: Did You Know?// Part Three: Somebody Knows// Part Four: What We Know
Summary: When it comes time for Reid to come home, everyone is happy. Everyone except the one person he wants to see more than anyone else.
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“Cherish every moment with those you love, because tomorrow is never promised.” - Unknown
Spencer had no idea what was going on as he was brought into the visitors room. He was not sure what was going on, but within a few minutes, he got his answer. Jennifer walked into the room with a teary smile on her face as she looked at her best friend.
“We’re taking you home.” For the first time in three months, Spencer voluntarily touched another human being. Weight was taken off of him as he hugged her close, but he was waiting to see one specific person.
Checking out of the prison felt amazing. He was never going to go back to those walls again if he could help it. Reid dressed in the suit he wore in again, and waited for the gate to be opened. On the other side, he was delighted to see his friends and coworkers. Garcia came up and wrapped him up tightly, to which he smiled at, but as he looked around, he could not help but be disappointed. His wife was nowhere to be seen. Pulling away, Spencer realized that he must have had a confused look on his face because Penelope spoke up.
“We tried to get into contact with her, but she wasn’t answering her phone.” She whispered, ushering the man into the SUV that was awaiting them. With everything happening with his mom, Lindsey, Scratch; the one thing he needed was her to keep him sane.
Penelope gave him a portable battery charger for the drive, because after three months, his phone was definitely not charged enough for a call. Spencer sat impatiently as he waited for the phone to power up. They turned the corner to go into headquarters and he felt relief at seeing the beautiful building again. He thought he would never see it again. Once his phone was online, he immediately began to try and call his wife, only to be met with her voicemail every time.
Jennifer offered to take Spencer by their apartment to check, as Cassie’s phone was also going to voicemail. It was starting to become weird for the team as they tried to piece together the pieces of this puzzle. Spencer stepped inside of his apartment and immediately spotted the scrapbook that was left out in the open. Two pieces from the book were not where they were supposed to be. A picture that he had made of himself and a tightrope walker, and a picture from the very first time that his mom had met his future wife. Spencer remembered that day so clearly after all these years.
“Mom, hey. How are you feeling today?” Spencer spoke softly through the room as he walked inside. Sitting in a chair, facing the window, was his mother. She turned her head at the sound of his voice and was shocked to see her son, and someone behind him.
“Spencer, what a pleasant surprise. I’m feeling okay today. They had pancakes for breakfast so it was a good start. Who’s this?” Diana jumped straight to the point. Stepping to the side, Spencer presented the young lady that was behind him. She gave her full name as she made her way to the elder Reid.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Mrs. Reid. Spencer couldn’t stop talking about you the entire time here.” She held out her hand, and waited, but the older woman only looked at it. Sensing the awkward tension beginning to arise, the younger woman held out the present in her hands towards her boyfriend’s mother.
“Spence told me you weren’t a fan of flowers, or chocolates, or anything of the sort so I thought this would be a good thing to bring.” Diana took the object, and look down inquisitively. In her hands, rested a book. Not just any book, no; this was a gorgeous ornate version of Parliament of Fowls. The same stories she used to read to Spencer as a young boy. Trailing her hands over the cover, she felt the embossing and looked up at the stranger with her son.
“Are you two going to stand forever, or come sit down and join me?” Turning to her boyfriend, she smiled as he walked her over to where two chairs sat side by side.
“Spence, are you okay?” JJ asked, resting a hand on his shoulder. He jolted out of his seat at the touch, causing the woman to step back with her hands up in defense.
“Sorry, sorry,” came his panted breaths, “just realized that these two pictures aren’t where they’re suppose to be.”
“Is there anything significant about them?” She inquired, looking over his shoulder.
The one of him as a child looked unmarked, but turning it around showed him the note in lipstick. XX-XY. However, the other picture was very clearly marked. The same red lipstick was scribbled over his wife’s face and stomach. He knew what the first clue meant, but what on earth did this mean? Spencer stood up abruptly, and went to look around his apartment. There was no sign of his mother or wife all through the humble abode, sending him further and further to the edge. Cassie was not there either, which added another layer to his frayed state already.
It should have been more of a shock to find Cassie dead, and Lindsey on the run, but it was not. At least not to Spencer. This was the natural escalation of things, he supposed. He felt relief when he heard that the victim at the gas station was male; his mother and wife were still alive. But as he sat in the BAU again, trying to crack this case, he kept getting tunnel vision. What was he not seeing? What was alluding him?
When they finally got a break in the case, he was not sure whether or not he was thankful. Because the second that face popped up on the big screen, he felt like he could break it. The screen and the person on it.
“It’s me.”
George Eliot wrote, “Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.”
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@bringitonhomejohnb
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yellowsyro · 2 years
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bunch of doodles with OCs
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muppet-facts · 2 months
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Muppet Fact #1037
The Hyalinobatrachium dianae, a Costa Rican species of glass frog discovered in 2015 bears a striking resemblance to Kermit the Frog. Brian Kubicki, the man who discovered the frog said this in relation to the media's comparisons to the real frog and the Muppet:
"Prior to the media making the link between Hyalinobatrachium dianae and Kermit the Frog I had no thought about the resemblance, but I can see where they came up with this idea that has created such a sensation with this newly described species. I am glad that this species has ended up getting so much international attention, and in doing so it is highlighting the amazing amphibians that are native to Costa Rica and the need to continue exploring and studying the country's amazing tropical forests.
The frog was named after Brian Kubicki's mother Janet Diana Kubicki, and the Roman goddess Diana.
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"Kermit the Frog Look-Alike Discovered in Costa Rica." Megan Gannon. Live Science. April 22, 2015.
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armentarius · 8 months
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What did you say about biotic power?
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