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it would’ve been amazing if the movie properly showed the friendship that katniss and johanna made in district 13. like? katniss and johanna motivating each other and training together to go to the capitol, katniss offering to be her roommate so the doctors would let johanna live outside of the hospital, katniss literally going to the woods and making a bundle for johanna because she noticed that, unlike her, she didn’t have anything from home… it’s all just so precious, and i wish the movie had portrayed it better.

#PLEASE that’s one of my favorite parts of the book #their friendship is so underrated #like I understand the movies are so long they had to be split up #but come on #the training session was at least a little important

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loving you

billy hargrove x gn!reader

word count: 961

warnings: um, literally none? let me know if i missed something though

a/n: wanted to write something for baby’s birthday. don’t bully me about the age i’m being self-indulgent, okay? but anyways, posting this now so it’ll be up all day on his birthday. also tagging @clovermunson for helping me out with a certain fuzzy fellow. love you guys!!! <3

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Billy is warm beside you. That’s one of your favorite things about him. 

Even if there are times where you get hot and have to push him off because he’s making you sweat, there are still the times that you get to cuddle up to him when you’re cold. And he’ll tuck you into his side to warm you up. Just like he’s doing now. 

His socked feet are propped up on the coffee table, the rest of him covered by a blanket that the both of you share. His arm is wrapped around your back, fingers spread across your stomach where his hand has slipped underneath the fabric of your shirt. 

Every once in a while he’ll scratch over your belly, dull nails sending chills up your spine. Your hand is tucked underneath his thigh, thumb rubbing back and forth over his leg. 

Billy’s eyes are on the tv, yours glancing back and forth between him and the clock on the wall. 

You’re starting to wonder if you’ll disturb him with your little plan, just based on the way his eyes are starting to flutter shut, the way he’s melting into you. 

But you don’t think he’ll mind. Not really. 

The clock hand moves that little bit and the microwave numbers change, their light leaving a green cast over the kitchen counter. 

12:00 am.

You sit up, twisting some so that you’re facing Billy, and your movement wakes him up a little. 

He straightens, looking at you. He quirks a brow, trying to figure out what you’re up to. It’s always something. 

You reach out to touch his face, and he automatically leans into it. You cup his cheeks with both hands, and then you’re pressing your lips to his. 

Your mouth is warm, and he can both taste and smell the lip balm you’d put on earlier in the night. It’s a sweet kiss, long and heartfelt. 

Billy brings his hand up, holding onto your wrist.  

You’re thinking: I love you, I love you, I love you, and hoping you can somehow transfer the message directly into his brain through the kiss. He kisses you back, knowing exactly what you’re trying to say. Billy hasn’t shaved in a few days and his skin scratches against yours. You don’t care. 

When you pull away, his lashes are fluttering and if it weren’t so dim in the living room you’re sure you’d find a blush spreading across his face. 

“Happy Birthday.” 

Billy smiles at you. When he speaks, his voice is tired, lovesick. “Was that my birthday kiss?”

“Only the first one,” you tell him. 

“Oh, so I get more?”

Billy presses his forehead against yours, still holding onto your wrist. Your hands never leave his face, thumbs sweeping underneath his eyes. 

“You want another?” You ask. The question makes him chuckle. 

“Pretty please.” 

His lips tick up at the corners, enticing you. You press a kiss to both, to his cupid's bow, his chin. He pouts at you. 

“Come on. It’s my birthday,” Billy whines. 

“I really set myself up for this one.” You kiss him. “Should’ve known you’d use that to your advantage.” You kiss him again. 

Billy hums against your cheek where he’s now pressed his own mouth. He knows that makes you go all warm. 

There’s a noise behind you, a subtle added weight to the cushion you've settled on, and you know what it is without having to turn. The mewl makes Billy aware of the presence, and he grins against your face, a slow laugh leaving his throat. 

“I think he wants us to come to bed, B.”

Billy hooks his chin over your shoulder, meeting eyes with a little brown cat. 

You hear the first meow your cat lets out in greeting. The second is almost like a question. Why are you still up?

Billy reaches around you, scratching behind his ears. You can hear his purring. It’s always so loud. 

There’s a clambering, and Billy leans back, allowing for the young cat to squeeze between your body and the couch and up into his lap. 

“Night, Cosmo,” you say. Billy snorts. “What? It’s too late to be evening.”

Cosmo ignores your words, preferring to stare at you, waiting. You scratch his chin and he mewls. It’s not unlike the response Billy might have for getting the same sort of attention.  

“What do you wanna do in the morning, birthday boy? How would you like to celebrate your release from teenagedom? The big 2-0?”

Billy rolls his eyes at you and kisses the palm of your hand, having snatched it from where it was flailing midair. 

“Don’t care,” he says. “We could sit here all day and I wouldn’t give a shit.”

You lean in like you need to whisper, as if you’re not in your own home. “I think Max is gonna come see you. Don’t tell her I told you, but she bought you a sash.”

“No.”

You start to laugh. “Yes. A birthday sash.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

You kiss him again, though you’re laughing and can’t take it seriously. 

“Sure, baby.”

He pecks your lips once, twice. “No, I’m not.”

The polaroid you stick in the frame of your vanity mirror the next evening says otherwise. Billy is sitting on the couch with his arms crossed, though loosely enough that you can see the words “Birthday Princess” in sparkly lettering on a pink sash. 

He’s not looking at the camera, he’s looking at Max, listening to something she’s saying. Lucas is on the floor, back between her knees.

Billy looks so happy, cheeks flushed from all of the attention he’d had, the start of a laugh on his face. 

It’s a pure, candid photo, for a true birthday princess. 

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please let me know if you liked this! feedback is always appreciated!! comments and reblogs mean more than you know. <33

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Dragonbite Viper

Threw in drawing a design for this fantasy snake species as well for funsies. Thank you for over 700 followers! I'm really happy people are enjoying this fun little side project I've been doing in my free time. I'm going to be taking another break to recuperate and work on other art projects for a bit before drawing the arc 2 dragons. Until then, keep your eyes peeled for any more adopts, bases or other goodies I may post in the mean time :3c

[Image Description: A digital drawing depicting the fictional species, dragon bite viper from Wings of Fire. It's curled around itself, colored with brown scales and a warm creamy underbelly. It has dark reddish purple vertical stripes all on its back and tail. Its eyes are light red with slit pupils, and it has horns on its brow, similar to real life horned vipers. /.End ID]

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currently losing my mind at how vox just stands there trying to process what just happened after val breaks his phone sklfhdlkf

him looking down at his empty hand is kILLING me omg

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"Yeah, gay."

them-coded

I've connected the fucking dots.

Just a lil idea that popped in my head since, y'know, Vox is canonically bi and Val is canonically pan just like Moxxie and Blitz. What do you want me to do? Not draw it?

Anyway, still dragging along this art block if anyone has any requests while a neglect linearting a slightly more complicated shitpost.

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There are two fires..

I'm probably somewhere closer to cartoonish.

when you can be a little baby and a strong beast..

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Spectra 💜⛓️

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Designing some unique individuals based off my own ref.

Morning Star

Tribe: Icewings

Pattern: Geode

Scales: *Frozen (When the ice texture that is normally on just the horns and claws travel to other areas of the body. Harder and heavier than standard scales and fluff.

Ice is stained to look like the blood of the other tribes.

“Fur”: Standard/ Masculine

Extra:

Morning Star was one of the top warriors during a time when the Icewings had a ruling king. A massive iceberg of a dragon the others would call her *queen-blooded and anticipated that she might aim to take the throne for herself. She had the attitude for it, she was mean-mouthed and made herself clear that she didn’t think a king should lead them. There was nothing in her way besides the gentle-natured king and his unhatched niece. However, the violence never came or maybe it was avoided? Seemingly overnight she went from planning a coup to being in the king’s back pocket. Close enough to him that she might as well have been the queen anyway, but nothing came of it. The niece would take her rightful place as queen with the old king and Morning Star being her right and left wings.

*Frozen scales are rare, more so than iced spines.

*Queen-blooded can refer to an individual that is unusually large and strong.

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happy lesbian visibility week to all of the lesbian wings of fire readers

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Happy lesbian day (and week) of visibility :) here's two lesbian cats bonking heads as suggested by one of my followers a while ago

I bought gouache paints and this was my first experiment, very fun! I want to keep using them!

insta ♡ ko-fi

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bow down to the king of hell!!

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lesbian visibility week.. wheres sunlow foxflake and lynxfall 🤨/j

LETS GO LESBIANS!!!!! LETS GO!!!! Shout out to all the lesbians out there :)

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First time chatting with the crew is very overwhelming, Luci would prefer lighter conversations.

*first art post with my new name!

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Viren for the dragon prince anthology!

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Entrapta: It’s so great that we’re all friends now. All is back to normal and we can go back to doing what we always did!

Hordak: Indeed. It is good to see that it worked out so well for everyone.

*later*

Hordak: *Slips Double Trouble a 20, and the location of wherever Catra now sleeps* Make it look like an accident.

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can I request a little moonwatcher....I love her..She means so much tome..

did cars ever fly...did you travel time