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lividmorris · 7 months
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I’ve had this wip on the back burner for too long and don’t really feel like rendering it-
so I just finished a few things 👍
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loz-tearsofahomo · 10 months
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Lance: if this lands on heads you have to buy me dinner *flips the coin, it lands on heads*
Keith: Well guess what, asshole. I would have Bought You Dinner Anyway.
Lance: Arg oh no! I guess we should go to a nice Italian resturant. With like flowers.
Lance: because you probably hate flowers.
Keith: Oh no! Flowers are so horrible I especially hate- um I hate chrysanthemums.
Lance: I just have no choice but to like show up at your house at 6:00 with chrysanthemums. Asshole.
Keith: Yeah and like kiss you or something. I bet you would hate that ahaha.
Lance: yeah pshhh like. Punch me in the face instead.
Keith: yeah. Um. I also would hate it if you held my hand in the car ride there. By the way.
Lance: Fuck well sucks to be you mullet I will hold your hand so aggressively you won't know what hit you. Yeah, bet you'll despise when I take you to ice cream afterword.
Keith: Yeah. Fucking ice cream. You may as well, take me back to your house afterward. So we can like. Tussle. Becuase I hate you so much.
Lance: yeah.
Lance: That would be such a shame.
Keith: Yeah I would hate that. Yup.
Pidge & Hunk: *watching from afar*
Pidge: You owe me ten bucks
Hunk: Fuck
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gascansposts · 1 month
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I miss drawing my gay boys,,, (plus an additional colored sketch)
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Fire boy: Jayus
Plant boy: Simon
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varvaraq · 5 months
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Oh, what am I supposed to do without you 💔
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the-sparrohawk · 21 days
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Trapped together in their damaged shuttle, Obi-Wan and Anakin slowly begin to drive one another mad. And then they begin to drive one another crazy.
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, CT-7567 | Rex, CC-2224 | Cody Additional Tags: Humor, idiots to lovers
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Frances: What’s up?
Daniel: Oh nothing, just thought I'd come see what-
Daniel: …this room used to have four walls.
Frances, to Aled: I told you he’d notice!
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leiflitter · 7 months
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A tiny lil comic thingy based on the behemoth fic that I WILL POST ONE DAY JUST NOT YET OK
Edit: it has since been posted
Gale discovers that Waterdeep standards of modesty are not universal and Els is... well. Els is Els.
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ineedsomesleeptoday · 1 month
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This week's guests in Gotchard
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ff14jozy · 7 months
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1 year anniversary of these two idiots very accidental marriage!
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hera-butlikenot · 9 months
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I’m still so stuck on the fact that that was likely Aziraphale’s first kiss. Ever. In over 6000s of life.
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shrimpscream · 8 months
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May I introduce to you these two gay idiots: Atlas and Gatlin
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myreia · 10 months
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Fully in the goofypool about Octopath Traveler and all I did was look at some art.
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holly-mckenzie · 2 years
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D’you wanna fuck him up? What? The guy that pushed your missus in front of a truck? Do you wanna fuck him up? Get in the car. 
The Lazarus Project S1E2 (2022) dir.  Marco Kreuzpaintner    
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mintoxhitsuji · 7 months
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I just—- leave that here.
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stingslikeabee · 9 months
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His message was passed through the usual discreet channels ( primarily, a folded note in the fingers of a crafty blonde ). It was simple : a request to meet at their usual place, the old house no one ever went to, that Friday evening.
Daigo was waiting for her when the time came. He looked rather striking in his dark suit as he pathed around the bedroom with a cigarette between his teeth. At the sound of her footsteps on the stairs, Daigo grinned, all teeth and joy. Quickly, he extinguished his small guilty pleasure in an ash tray.
The handsome scoundrel greeted her first with a kiss. He couldn't help himself. Embracing Melissa returned a fire to his belly that he had long thought killed after he married his wife. While he held great affection for Mayumi, he felt no real love for her. Not like this wild, unrestrained thing that overtook him every time he drank in the sight of Melissa Crawford or touched her flawless skin.
"I have something to tell you," Daigo murmured, hands gently holding his beautiful mistress by the hips. "I will not be returning home at the end of the month, as it was planned. Shun and Guinevere . . . Guinevere is expecting. They are going to stay until the baby is born ; they are afraid the trip back would be too hard for her and the child. I have already said I would linger with them."
Daigo sighed. "For us, Melissa. We can continue to do this until the fall." His black eyes glittered with his excitement at that.
unscripted asks . always accepting
The last couple of weeks had been complicated for Melissa, to say the least. The woman was sure that at least the maid suspected of something being amiss - the brunette was not too great at hiding her emotions, bad or good ones. Life with Jonathan was... Bland. A show of politeness, respect and civility, but boring. Tedious, really, to the point that Melissa felt as if she suffocated.
But then, there had been Daigo Dojima - and it was as if life had suddenly been painted with bright colors, as if some sort of fire had been alight in her eyes and the laughter flowed freely again. It wasn't too difficult to realize that it couldn't have been linked to her husband - not when Jonathan's routine had not changed for a split second, still devoted to the well-being of the local citizens as ever and providing for his home as well as he was able.
And yet, the more numerous the hours that councilman Crawford spent at his office, the happier his wife appeared to be; with a life of her own away from the home, even if her excuses were decently elaborated and the politician seemed pleased that she was in good spirits.
The charitable efforts that Melissa supervised at certain parts of the town were real - and good cover. The home where she met with Daigo had been located in the right area of the city for that to work rather flawlessly and for most people to be used to seeing her there, alone (councilman Crawford was always busy, after all). If people suspected of the Japanese immigrant being there, she didn't know - frankly, Melissa didn't care.
And it showed in how fast she was to respond to the kiss pressed to her lips - hugging her lover as if her life depended on it and as if he was the source of the air that had liberated the brunette from the suffocation of a dull and colorless existence. Even the foul mood of the last days had been wiped away - after all, Melissa knew she was so close to losing Daigo; to losing the one man she truly loved.
But, as he unveiled the news, her honeyed eyes blinked with surprise - a baby? Was her newest friend (and ally) pregnant and this was how she found out? But the minor disappointment in not being told outright by Guinevere was vastly outweighed by the news that Daigo was not leaving - not now, at least; not within the foreseeable future so they could remain together.
An affair that should have been ended eons ago, but which neither of them seemed capable to pull away from. No doubt the blonde had guessed that Melissa would be more pleased to know that her secret relationship would survive for a few more months than the idea she was to be a surrogate aunt to her child - and the councilman's wife would need to thank Guinevere later for that.
"I came here prepared for goodbye," she said eventually, smiling up at him, "I thought I was losing you forever," the woman laughed softly, but clearly overjoyed with the news. Her petite arms brought the former criminal back down, enlacing him by the neck and pulling Daigo for another kiss, but one that was longer and hungrier than the welcoming one. Melissa then tugged at him, the motions a signal for a practiced move - and soon enough the man moved to capture her effortlessly in his arms, somehow not interrupting the kiss during the entire thing.
He walked through the familiar room to deposit Melissa on the bed, kneeling over the mattress and joining her soon as he loomed over the feminine figure. Melissa breathed deeply, cheeks flushed and hair splayed all under her head. Well, it was a good thing the room had long been equipped with personal items and toiletries, because they'd both need it later.
"I will take each and every single minute with you, Daigo," she murmured to the Japanese man, running the knuckles of her right hand over his face with impossible tenderness and feeling lost in his eyes - the twin pools of darkness that seemed eager to swallow her whole but which contained just the right light. Like stars in the sky above, Melissa could watch his dark and beautiful gaze forever and the way it shifted when she was around.
"Make love to me, Daigo, please. I need you now," she made room for him, and they both shifted around the mattress in a dance they had long mastered, "I'll need you every single day until fall, my love."
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