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secretroleplayer · 1 year

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we're in our barbie era now!

sebastian stan x margot robbie manip

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phanthereal · 5 months

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M. Xmas

@theaftermath-rpg

@mackenziencheese

#gallery #mine #foroactivo #rpg #manip #face claim #rol #rpg resource #edit #rp graphics #ch: camelia a. rivera #ch: Madeline Overgaard #ana de armas #fc: anya taylor joy #anya taylor joy #fc: ana de armas #Katheryn Winnick #ch: Caroline Brahm #thecosmosaftermathrpg

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pnwdagnabbit · 4 months

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“The Round-Up Regulators” - from top left to bottom right: Jose Chavez y Chavez; Charles Bowdre; “Dirty Steve” Stephens; Christian “CJ” Wade; Matthew Rogers; Jimmy “JJ” Montgomery

#inspo #Wild West AU #dagnabbit manips #headcanon #Round Up Regulators #Matt / Wade & Jimmy at John Tunstall’s ranch.#Before William H. Bonney (Billy the Kid) joined the Regulators.#Matt / Wade / Jimmy all left prior to John’s death.#Got an offer up in Oregon that they couldn’t refuse.#fc; Charlie Hunnam #fc; Boyd Holbrook #fc; Garrett Hedlund #pnwdagnabbit

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valiantwerewolfluminary · 3 months

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Crackship gifs: Anya Taylor Joy and Miguel Bernardeau part III.

#anya taylor joy crackship #crackship gifs #crackship #crackship gif #crackships #gif manip #miguel bernardeau crackship #miguel bernardeau #period drama edit #period drama #period rp #perioddramaedit #anya taylor joy #period fc

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phoenixwritesfanfiction · 16 days

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Story synopsis:

At thirteen, Victoria Evans's world was shattered when she was saved by John Winchester from a supernatural force that claimed the lives of her parents. Taught to be a hunter alongside his sons Sam and Dean, Victoria quickly discovered that she found something greater than the opportunity for vengeance, and she would do anything to protect the people she loves.

*Dean x OFC. Follows season 1 with my own spin*

Excerpt from the first chapter of Elastic Heart:

After spending most of the night at some random bar in Holbrook, Arizona, we stumbled back to our motel room—emphasis on the stumbled. I can't remember the last time I drank that much. I just needed a moment to let my mind slip, to forget about our troubles, if only for the night. We were setting off for Jericho, California, and I feared what we would find—or lack thereof—when we arrived. Our inebriated states didn't stop us from eagerly fumbling our clothes off as soon as our room door was shut. I'm not sure either of us locked it before falling onto the bed.

With no concept of time, I last remembered hearing birds begin to chip outside before I passed out on Dean's chest. Hours later, I awoke groggy and missing the warmth of his body underneath the covers.

Even though my head pounded, I pushed up on an elbow and searched the room with lagging eyes, finding him packing our stuff into a duffle bag atop the dresser. Dean glanced back over his shoulder, probably having heard me moving around. "Morning," he said, returning to his task.

I lazily bunched the thin white sheet under my arms and sat upright, leaning against the headboard. "What time is it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Nine," Dean replied.

Removing my hands from my eyes, I watched him sloppily fold a shirt and stuff it into the bag through a kaleidoscope of colors. "How long have you been up?" I wondered with a yawn. I couldn't imagine how he was already up and at 'em when I probably needed another few hours of sleep to recover from the last night's damage.

Dean shrugged, still facing away from me. "Couple hours."

"A couple hours?" I repeated, eyes widening at his back. "Aren't you tired? Or, I don't know, hungover?"

"Well, I didn't have as many shots as you," Dean teased, glancing at me with a lifted eyebrow.

"That's true," I chuckled, groaning instantly as the vibration reverberated through my already throbbing head. Grimacing, I massaged my temples, trying to calm the aching pulse.

With a bottle of rattling pills and a sloshing bottle of water, Dean made his way to the bed and sat beside me. I raised an eyebrow at the two bottles offered. "I figured you'd need it," he replied to the look I was giving with a simple shrug.

"My hero," I teased, gratefully taking the items. I poured out a couple of ibuprofen and knocked them back with the water, not realizing until I started drinking how thirsty I was and finished the entire thing. Dean's eyes widened slightly, and he took the empty bottle from me when I was done, crushing it and tossing it in the trash bin. I pushed a particularly annoying messy wave of hair that fell just below my collarbone back over my shoulder when a thought popped into my foggy mind. It very well could be the reason he was so full of energy. "Did you hear something from John?" I asked hopefully.

"No," Dean mumbled sadly. An unexpected flash of excitement in his eyes caught me off guard. "Come on, we gotta get going," he urged with a smile, playfully smacking my sheet-covered thigh as he stood.

"Whoa, wait," I shut my eyes briefly to still the spinning room. "Right now?"

"Yeah, right now," Dean said, leaning down to place a kiss on top of my head. "We have a detour to make."

"A detour–?" I paused, narrowing my eyes at the scheming look in his. "I don't like that look."

"What look?" Dean asked innocently, turning back to the dresser.

I sat up a bit straighter, ignoring the throbbing in my head. "What is it?" I pressed, stopping his stride.

"It's just a quick pitstop," he told me with a smile.

"For?"

Dean's grin grew. "Sam."

Shock froze me as his words registered. The idea of seeing Sam made my heart leap with excitement, but then the guilt hit and washed it away. How could we show up after all this time and with such terrible news? What good would that do anyone? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Click here for the full chapter!

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cozysip · 1 year

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reneé rapp and olivia holt manip.

#017. manips : mine.#renee rapp manip #renee rapp fc #renee rapp #olivia holt #olivia holt fc #olivia holt manip

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anyaxbill · 10 hours

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Anya Taylor-Joy x Bill Skarsgård Crackship/Manip week

All made (poorly) by me just for fun. [OG unedited pics]

#anya taylor joy #anya taylor-joy #bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #la reina #kungo #anya x bill #rp fc #my graphics #anya taylor joy x bill skarsgard #anya taylor joy manip #bill skarsgard manip #let's rp?#discord 1x1

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eddysocs · 15 days

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While she’d always known Severus to be a man of few words, Lissette could tell that this time was different. He did not speak because he had nothing to say, but because he had too much and nothing seemed suitable enough to voice.

She had chosen the dress with him in mind. She’d wanted to impress him, yet remain true to herself. And the dress she’d settled on —custom made for her on her father's dime— had been the right choice in the end, it seemed.

"You look radiant," Severus finally said, a look of awe still upon his face. Lissette smiled at him. Perfect, indeed.

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @kmc1989, @curious-kittens-ocs, @fanficanatic-tw, @gcthvile

Lissette Serpens: @dancingwith-sunflowers, @zalera8310, @psychchesters, @bowiesdaughter, @ofbadcharacters, @luucypevensie, @madebyleftovermuses, @freshmoneyalmondathlete, @adrianas-ocs-and-such, @dollvi3e, @intelligence-strength-heart-soul, @legilimenace

#oc: lissette serpens #fc: elle fanning #fd: harry potter #lissette x severus #for the record this image is not ai it’s just a manip that i put an oil painting filter on

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celly-oc · 9 months

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