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apofiss · 8 days
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Power saving 🦊 Wallpaper size on Patreon LINK ^_^
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glitterch3rry · 5 months
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this is me sleeping (i am babie foxie)
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1alchemistart · 3 months
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dont got much to offer for The Holiday but have these sillies!
happy valentines day :D
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ratrrriot · 1 year
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sleepy times 💤
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maudoggo · 4 months
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It’s Christmas!!
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flimsy-spine · 18 days
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Chim in every episode - Buck, Bothered and Bewildered 7x04
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suzienightsky · 2 months
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The safest way to travel 💤🦊✨️🦔
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eggskie · 1 year
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another thing I'll never finish
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I know I'm like nearly 30 years years behind but lately I haven't been able to stop thinking about the 1996 Rolling Stones X-files photoshoot. Specifically this shot of David, eyes closed and topless, snuggled into Gillian's side.
Honestly, when I see that I only see sweet baby Mulder, finally sleeping, in need of comfort, finally resting because Scully's in his arms and he doesn't need to be scared she'll leave or something bad will happen to her.
Mulder has gone through so much emotional turmoil, so much emotional rejection from his family, and then he meets Scully. You can't say this man is not a cuddler and that the only good nights sleep he ever gets is when he's tucked up next to Scully. He's at peace.
He's the epitome of babygirl Mulder.
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acecroft · 7 months
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SLEEPY HOLLOW 1.01
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apofiss · 8 months
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Sleepy fox painting from this year and years ago!🦊
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rockingtheorange · 6 months
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Alex's guitar topic:
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So, you're telling me we have Alex playing the guitar in the credits, then again it's in his room all the time and he's spent a night around a campfire (the most guitaristish location) but we got no clips of Taylor playing it???
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Bullshit, I say. GIVE US THE CLIPS!
I KNOW YOU'RE GATEKEEPING THEM SOMEWHERE MATTHEW!
TAYLOR KNOWS HOW TO PLAY IT SO YOU HAVE NO EXCUSES 🤺🤺🤺
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candycatstuffs · 2 years
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💤
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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a slight continuation of this
no caller ID pops on your screen, pulling your attention away from your previous task at hand: not fucking up your eyeliner. you typically wouldn’t care if it was a little uneven, but you’re going on a date tonight, for the first time in so long, and you want everything to go as smoothly as possible.
which is why you groan when you end the call, and that same no caller ID pops right back up seconds later. you know who it is—who else would it be? you figured he’s already seen your story of being excited for going on your first date in a while, on the only app you hadn’t blocked him on. petty? perhaps, but it’s on him to be keeping up with you despite you cursing him out for wasting your time and then blocking him right after.
you watch it ring though, contemplating for a while longer than you should. you blocked him for a reason. no need to entertain his same shit that he always spews to you when he realizes that he might be losing you once more?
….but it doesn’t hurt to hear the hero beg for you.
“What do you want, Bakugou?” You sigh irritably as you finally answer his call, putting him on speaker as you go back to even out your eyeliner. You hear him huff on the other side of the phone at the use of his surname, but he doesn’t say anything about it, instead, quickly telling you what he’s been bothering you for.
“Who’s the fuckin’ loser that’s gonna drool over how good your tits look in that stupid green dress you love so much?” Bakugou grunts, and you instantly feel your face heating at his crude words. You glance over with a frown at that same green dress that makes your tits look good, where it hangs on your closet.
“None of your damn business, Bakugou.” You snap at him, wondering if it’s too late to find something else to wear. “Not like you ever took me out in my stupid green dress.” Your voice holds a level of bitterness that only he can bring out of you, and you hear his sigh through the speakers.
“I told you this before, I’m always—”
“Busy.” You cut him off, voice suddenly thick as you think back on the countless rejections he’s splattered at your feet every time you tried to further your relationship with him. “You reminded me of how busy you’ve been since you first started this whole situationship.”
“Situation—? Huh? We were dating!” Bakugou protests with a huff, and you can hear how he paces the floor quickly. You glare at your phone, setting down your liner to instead pick of your (his) favorite lipgloss.
“You’d have to ask me out to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to court me to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to make time for me and take me out on dates and not hide me to fucking date me, Bakugou.” You spit at him, venom dripping off of your lips in waves. You don’t know why you answered, why you even entertained him. You shake your head with a huff when the line goes quiet, eyebrows quirking up when your date sends you a text to make sure you’re still on for tonight.
“I’m sorry.” Bakugou mutters pathetically, his voice suddenly soft. You hesitate, for some reason, when it comes to texting your date back. Why do you always hesitate when Bakugou is around?
“Let me make it up to you, court you, and shit. I can take you to one of my favorite places, you can wear that pretty green dress and that gloss you know I love.” His voice is pleading, thickening and sweet and suffocating. You shouldn’t respond, should reply back a yes to your date.
“Please? You know how much you mean to me.” Bakugou mumbles, and you can hear the earnestness in his voice. Why haven’t you said yes to your date yet?
“I’ll do better this time. Just one more chance, sweetheart.” Bakugou’s voice is so soft, you’ve never heard him this vulnerable before. You sigh with a shake of your head, slumping back into your seat in defeat.
Sorry, I can’t make it tonight. Something came up. Maybe we can reschedule for another time?
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st4r-t3ars · 3 months
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Sleepy cuddles time
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cyber-therian · 30 days
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Happy Sleepy Sunday & Trans Day of Visibility
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reminder not to out trans people; even if you think the people around you are allies/dont care. dont give your trans friends and family pride-related gifts in public without their consent, it could put them in danger or compromise their attempt to be stealth 🩵💗🤍💗🩵
— a trans man who experienced this very recently
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