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drugsforaddicts · 5 months
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moodboard request twilight au where jere is bella, bojan is jacob and tommy is edward 😌 thx bye
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Twilight AU
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etxrnaleclipse · 27 days
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Closed starter for @cxncordia || Pedro and Addison
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"Mr Blake." Pedro offered the other man a soft smile as he approached, holding out a hand in greeting. "Detective da Costa, it's lovely to meet you at last. I admire your work."
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pcrfectcrime · 1 month
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it was another busy day at the cafe and carmen tending to the customers where they could get baked goods instead of doing a sit down. although she was the owner, she loved having interactions with her employees and the customers. she hadn't been paying attention to who she was checking out in line until she looked up after saying the person's total. her smile had almost dropped. she was more like surprised to see them. " dax...hey." carmen hadn't seen them since they had broken up. she cleared her throat as she glanced down at the register. " will that be all for you today?" she had assumed that dax wasn't there for a conversation and would rather go on about their day. // @softdrabbles
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nirawuu · 8 months
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nira 📲 aeris
Nira: Hey, no pressure to message, my internet is out so I can't play COD tonight lol Nira: How's the sign-ups for the sale going so far? I have one friend interested in some piercings. @aeris-flores
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warmbottles · 1 year
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The day is warm and bright, and sun shines through the big windows of the house. It's late afternoon and a happy little kiddo is on the floor of their playroom, surrounded by toys. Toys of all kinds, from figurines and action figures, to soft rattly ones, and toys that make a lot of noise. However they choose to play, they have such a fun time. Giggling and talking to themselves as their plushies watch in the corner. What a creative and imaginative little one! They are so loved and cared for, and they feel happy and content in this great big room.
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outofangband · 1 year
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Beleg Cúthalion
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The stream here is supposed to represent Celon which meets Aros, a tributary to Sirion, near Arthórien and flows past Nan Elmoth
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sojournvagabond · 5 months
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@penaconian-dog
The looks never wavered even in the depths of the Dreamscape. The coffin always seem to stir some uneasy feelings. Yet, it didn't bother the blonde haired otherworlder as he sat at one of more quiet bars enjoying drinks other than Soulglad. Luocha knew he was being followed by others. It happened in every world he visited.
It seemed though he had strolled into the den of the leader hound. Now was this a good doggie he heard of or will he simply bare his teeth? Luocha didn't know but he was eager to find out.
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"Hm? So are you the top dog I've heard about?"
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lxmitlxss · 2 months
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CHARACTER ROULETTE @themxtleycrew got... ╰┈➤ Steven Grant?
Well now he was certain he was crazy. He had to be. The last thing he'd known was sitting at home in his flat, having the most idle chat with himself -- was it really right to say 'himself' when he was speaking to Marc? This was the other's body after all -- only to now be suddenly aware that he was definitely not in England anymore. And this definitely wasn't Egypt either, which was an odd thing to expect with the lack of pidgeon bones in his vision.
Steven stumbled to his feet, looking around. He took a moment to shuffle through his pockets, trying to find his phone or something he could use to figure out where he was.
" Steven, what did you do now? " His eyebrows furrowed, a clear American accent brushing past his lips. Within a moment, the expression faded back into a worried, anxious frown.
" I didn't do anything, mate. " This voice was much softer, a lilt to his voice that was distinctively British.
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xjoellasuh · 1 year
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"Have I mentioned to you that your designs are pretty incredible?" Joella looked over at her friend. "Because they are. And I totally approve," she said, before taking a seat with Nari. She looked at the menu that was placed in front of them. "Want to split an appetizer and then figure out what we want each? Oh, also, wine!" she nodded. "I can't wait to see what else you have for me. It's always exciting and fun to try out new outfits. And you know I love the drama of it all," @narilily
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norbiegrafton · 7 months
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closed starter for @omerflorent
"lord florent!" the slight raise at the end of norbie's voice indicated this was as much a question as attempt to catch omer's attention. identifying people he didn't know well in a crowd was always a challenge, but he was certain that it was him.
"hello!" he chirped, evidently happy to have bumped into someone he had met before, despite the fact they were by no means close friends.
still, there was relief in someone who was even passingly familiar - particularly as norbie had no idea where he had found himself.
"i have to admit, lord florent, i'm a bit lost. do you happen to be familiar with king's landing?"
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zoklaanogar · 2 months
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a hotd starter for @hcncrablesacrifice.
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THE BASTARD DRAGON ──── that was what they called him , openly and without regret as he wanders the halls of the red keep. he keeps his head down , aware of the eyes that follow his every move , the whispers that follow him like a shadow. the product of a drunken night in the north with a house stark woman ; that's all he was. it mattered not that the blood of the DRAGON flowed through his veins just as the blood of the WOLF did. a bastard was a bastard , born to a KING or not.
JON PUSHES PAST THE COURTIERS , escaping deeper within the keep where they are not allowed. he nods to the men of his father's kingsguard , always kind to him , despite his status. his father had seen to that , seen to treat his bastard son as EQUAL to his trueborn daughter as he could without ruffling too many feathers. and while it was true that he would hold no titles nor inherit the throne , jon was CONTENT with his life. his half - sister had been named as his father's heir , and jon couldn't have been more proud.
HE TURNS A CORNER , headed to the courtyard to train with the kingsguard , when he SMACKS into the body of another. he staggers backward , spluttering an apology , when his grey eyes notice his dear sister's best - friend. quickly , jon straightens his posture and bows his head. " my apologies , lady hightower. i was in a rush. are you alright ? "
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redwindrunner · 9 months
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❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜
Asher jumped at the sudden appearance of the woman, then chuckled. "Nah, light it up." He smiled, slipping his hands into his pockets. The Scout then noticed her face, grinning. "Did you fight a bear? I bet it's your rug now, right? If it's a guy, I bet he's in the dirt." If she was here among the killers and evil geniuses, he wasn't about to believe some guy got the better of her. Personally, he didn't smoke, but he didn't mind if someone smoked in his vicinity. His brothers, nor his ma, seemed to mind for him.
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etxrnaleclipse · 4 months
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Closed starter for @writtenxbeginnings || Carlos and Grace
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Carlos beamed as he opened up the door, seeing her stood there with Charlie in her arms. "Two lovely ladies at my doorstep." he commented, before stepping back to allow her to enter. "Thanks for coming over tonight, it'll be nice to have the company." Carlos had been going a little stir crazy, being home alone on leave following the Keyes incident, so having his good friend over for some dinner was a blessing.
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pcrfectcrime · 2 months
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it had finally happened — jay found out about svea and ashton, and it was not in a way that svea wanted. a mom of a player on the basketball team saw svea and ashton together and snapped a picture of them both and sent it to jay . the shit storm that had occurred when svea got home from work was nothing she had ever experienced before. the screaming and yelling, especially in front of the kids, was obviously valid for jay but this is not what svea had wanted when it came to telling jay. now here she was standing in front of ashton's door with nothing but the clothes on her back because jay didn't give her the chance to pack anything, let alone say goodbye to the girls ( who also do not want to talk to her). the moment ashton had opened the door after knocking, svea had tears streaming down her face. the femme had shown up unannounced. " j-jay found out. someone told him. the kids i hate me. i — i have nowhere to go right now." // @softdrabbles
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wcrpbubble · 3 months
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her tricorder is something beverly relies on like a third appendage, trusts it as an extension of herself. but when the readings like she's been getting start scrolling across the screen, she isn't sure what to believe. the physiology is so strange; she can't find any cross references in starfleet records to compare to, so she's working a bit blindly. at the very least her latest patient seems to respond well to the dermal regenerator she's been using to heal some superficial injuries.
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"try not to move too much." beverly insists gently, once she notices her patient is awake. "you're not in any danger, you're safe -" for now, at least. she isn't sure if the beings they'd chased off in the enterprise will be back; hopefully their newest guest might have some answers in regards to their pursuers.
"i'm dr. beverly crusher; you're on board the federation starship u.s.s enterprise." she explains gently. "we've got your . . . ship? in our cargo bay and beamed you aboard. do you remember anything about why those men were chasing you?"
@rejenny
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incandescentia · 29 days
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“I-I’m sorry, do you perhaps find my service below your expectation, madam?” Unbefitting of the prideful black hounds, Sion acts in a rather reticent manner — unsure of himself whether he performed his housekeeping duties satisfactorily or not for his client. Perhaps he wasn't truly made for this...
@apotelesmati / 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧! ( accepting. )
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