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deceitfultears · 28 days
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𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒/𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔
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thefashionfold · 21 hours
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Colour Trends: Lilac - Iceberg SS2016
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newestcool · 9 months
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Chanel s/s 2016 rtw Creative Director Karl Lagerfeld Newest Cool
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junya watanabe spring 2016 ready-to-wear
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53v3nfrn5 · 5 months
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Rick Owens: ‘Cyclops’ SS2016
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softestaura · 2 years
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Balenciaga Spring 2016 Ready-to-Wear
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zapatotenis · 1 year
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QASIMI | SS16 Khalid Al Qasimi for QASIMI‘s SS16 collection.
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kirstydreaming · 3 months
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Simone Kerr for Lise Charmel SS2016
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flowrfae · 8 months
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Tricot Comme des Garçons ss2016
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cosmicanger · 27 days
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ss2016 Raeburn Black Leather Orangutan Backpack via constant practice
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babblydrabbly · 2 years
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“I can’t believe I did this again.” / “I can’t believe we did this again.” With rick from the morning after prompts?
rick flag x argus agent!reader - smut - 680 words - warnings: nudity. kissing. touching. mentions of drunk sex. Post SS2016.
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"Shit. Shit! Get up." Rick jolts as you smack his side, startling him awake. He strains to sit up slowly- much slower than you'd like him to be moving. In fact, you'd much prefer it if he were hauling ass.
"Where's the damn fire, lieutenant." He rumbles blearily. Rick grunts when his black t-shirt suddenly winds up covering his face. You make a flurry of the discarded clothes on the floor as you try to distinguish his fatigues from yours.
"New briefing. Just got the alert from Waller." You snap. You pause long enough to scrub the sleep from your face. Your head is pounding, and you can tell by the lethargic way the colonel drags his large frame out of bed he's a little worse for wear too. "Fuck! I can't believe we did this again. On base this time."
Rick has the audacity to smirk as he slips his shirt over his head.
"We weren't complainin' last night."
"I can hardly remember last night." You lie.
You can recall with certain albeit tipsy clarity of Rick Flag shoving open the door to your modest room- of his strong arms throwing you onto the bed as you tore at one another's clothes in between fevered kisses.
You were so firm on your stance about never winding up like this with Rick again before every mission. But the after—
Goosebumps raise across your forearms as flashes of last night come back to you. How full and stretched you felt with Rick's broad body thrusting heavily between your legs over and over. How he swallowed up every loud moan that ripped through you when he wasn't laving that damn tongue down your neck and over your sensitive breasts.
You clear your throat, shaking the image and the hot feelings away as best you can. Christ. Someone definitely heard the two of you last night.
Rick says nothing as he methodically puts one leg into his black uniform after the other, finally standing to cinch his belt into place.
You catch a quick glance of his solid back- every wedge of muscle moving sharply under his shirt as he reaches down to pick up his jacket. You swallow and finish tying your laces.
"You should leave first." You say. Rick huffs.
"Nobody cares if we're knockin' boots once in awhile, [y/n]. This operation ain't exactly above board." He reminds you. You frown as he puts his hands on his hips with the air of someone not at all bothered about workplace relations. You respond by crossing your arms firmly.
"Just. Out, alright?" You point to the door. "Meet in the comms room."
That damn smirk again. You turn away as the colonel heads for you instead of the door. Even so, you allow him to slip his arms around your waist, your face heating up as his lips brush your ear.
"You woke me up from a good dream about you, y'know." You gasp minutely as Rick's teeth catch on your earlobe. And when he presses his hips to yours, you feel the hard press of his arousal against you. Something inside you clenches, despite your feigned impatience. "Maybe we could meet up again, if Waller doesn't drag that briefing out."
He waits for your reply. When you don't, his calloused hand catches your chin and carefully draws your lips to his.
"Rick—"
The kiss is slow- tantalizingly slow. Any objection dies in your throat as the familiar wetness of his tongue breaches your lips without resistance, quieting the buzz of work and Argus and everything else in your head until all thats left is need. Rick's other hands drifts up to cup you through your jacket- finally snapping you out of it when an embarrassingly loud moan escapes you.
"Out!"
"Alright, alright I'm goin'." Rick chuckles as you shove him toward the door.
"And hands to yourself at the briefing."
"Yes, ma'am."
"And I want some damn breakfast before we meet back here, got that?"
You ignore the way Rick brightens at that, slamming the door behind him before he can distract you again.
morning after starters
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archivedinc · 2 years
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Rick Owens SS2016 'Cyclops'
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newestcool · 1 year
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Joseph s/s 2016 rtw Creative Director Joseph Ettedgui Photographer Kim Weston Arnold Source
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junya watanabe spring 2016 ready-to-wear
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badclown · 5 months
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Are you dedicated to the systematic destruction of government, society, and the capitalist heteropatriarchy? Do you you enjoy dynamite, gunpowder, and gasoline? Do you hate the goddamn batman, but love you some gangster clowns? Do your interests include a sprawling criminal empire, designer time pieces, and grape soda?  If you said yes, then THE JOKER might just be for you !!     
BADCLOWN, a strictly dceu (SS2016 & TDK) and headcanon based The Joker. not a comics based blog. blogwide trigger warning. 21+ only. written by chaya. 
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softestaura · 2 years
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Lineisy Montero at Balenciaga S/S 2016.
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