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fbiartist · 3 months
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what part of this haunted house are you?
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the living room
Something close to dread follows you, even though you can smile in its face and have everyone believe you. You’ve been cheated and lied to and yet you’re still the hearth at the centre of this house; the constant, unequivocal warmth that emanates in snowy December or sunny July. You’re burning you’re burning you burn for everyone all the time. You’re going to catch fire one of these days, and when you do, you will smile in its face.
tagged by: Stole it from @viikingwitch
tagging: @deceptivemorals, @escapedartgeek, @ifyoucatchacriminal, @stormlit
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fbiartist · 3 months
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"Just give me five minutes, I swear I can get this right." The picture is smeared with graphite, there are empty energy drinks around her, and the bags under her eyes tell of a lack of sleep. But Ziva isn't about to admit to that.
Open to Mutuals
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fbiartist · 3 months
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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)
back, sender gives receiver a back hug.
beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.
blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.
book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.
care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.
catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.
cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.
cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.
dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.
dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.
dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.
drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.
drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.
draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.
face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.
flower, sender gives receiver a flower.
footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.
forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.
grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.
jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.
kiss, sender kisses receiver.
link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.
massage, sender offers receiver a massage.
patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.
piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.
pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.
pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.
press, sender presses receiver against a wall.
propose, sender proposes to receiver.
quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.
rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.
serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.
sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.
size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.
shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.
sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.
tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.
tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.
tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.
umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.
warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.
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fbiartist · 4 months
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happy pride :) Here's an commission I made for @janetfraiser of an older Kira and Jadzia <3 tysm!
prints available here!
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fbiartist · 4 months
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"what is smash or pass?"
(sorry, i couldn't resist and i want to hear the lie)
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"Getting 'smashed' is another term for getting drunk with. I'd get drunk with you." And that wasn't totally a lie. She knew he wouldn't take advantage of a situation like that, he was too much of a gentleman.
@deceptivemorals
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fbiartist · 5 months
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Darling, we’ve got to stop meeting like this. This is how rumors begin. 
ELIJAH MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
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"Hey, hey, hey, between the two of us- we both know I've got dibs on crime scenes." But she wasn't about to tell him to leave, there was a bit of a grin on her face. She maneuvered around with a little twist of her toes and waddled out of the gruesome mess she was taking photos of. The rest of her team was not here, luckily for him.
And of course he was still there in his immaculate suit, but there were bags over his probably very, very expensive shoes. Just like hers. "But I don't mind if there are rumors about us, might as well make 'em spicy~"
Ziva grinned up at him, then looked back at the scene, "This from someone you know? I don't think you're too prone to messes like this."
@deceptivemorals
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fbiartist · 5 months
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𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .
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"I mean, smash. Duh." And cue her dragging Zora closer to blow a raspberry on their shoulder with a giggle.
@escapedartgeek
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fbiartist · 5 months
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𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒
  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .
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"Smash." As funny as the thought was, she was positive he had no idea what smash or pass was. The answer remained, but she was pretty sure he wasn't really interested. And it would definitely take time to build up to if he was. Being touched gently seemed to be a bit foreign to him.
@deceptivemorals
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fbiartist · 5 months
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     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .
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fbiartist · 5 months
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Gotta make Ziva a BG3 verse where she's a Bard. It makes too much sense.
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fbiartist · 5 months
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                When you’ve got both, you can’t miss.
(insp)
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fbiartist · 5 months
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ALISHA WAINWRIGHT as Margaret in There’s Something Wrong with the Children (2023)
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fbiartist · 5 months
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@escapedartgeek asked: Yes, well, when you put it that way it does sound a little reckless.
ELIJAH MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
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"It's almost like I'm always right and that was reckless." Yes, she's pointing her paint brush at them, and is quick to follow it up by sticking her tongue out at her. "And you did it without me. How dare you."
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fbiartist · 5 months
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So....how alive is the CM Fandom here?
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fbiartist · 5 months
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@deceptivemorals asked: I always come back.
ELIJAH MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
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It didn't matter when or where it was that she ran into him, regardless of how strange or unusual the circumstances were- she couldn't help but smile. This time she was back in New Orleans, another case. There were so many here that she was thinking about just getting transfered here. She was pretty sure that's what the BAU chief in the area had been trying to edge at this whole time. So she was back in her old apartment. Oddly enough, it had still been available to her. Same rent too.
Same place right near a quaint and very New Orleans bar that she dropped into after packing. Where she had a glass in her hand and heard that all too familiar and unchanging voice.
The dimples creased her cheeks as she looked back at him, "That's my line, mister." She downed the rest of her drink, let the glass clink against the bartop, then maneuvered over to him. Very nearly pulling him into a hug before remembering just how restrained and reserved he was. Boundaries, boundaries. "What's a guy like you doing in a place like this?"
That grin wide and cheesy.
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fbiartist · 5 months
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NGL, coming back and seeing the new format of this place is absolutely wild.
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fbiartist · 5 months
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ELIJAH MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
Family is power, ___. Love, loyalty. That’s power! 
___, in the name of our family, you might try to dial down your glee. 
To find out who’s making a move against our ____ And then I’ll either stop them… or I’ll help them, depending on my mood.
It’s a gift. It’s your chance… it’s our chance.
I’ll stop searching for his redemption when I believe there is none left to be found.
I’ve given up on giving up. It’s an affliction. 
I will fight for my family until my last breath. 
You know, difficulties aside, I value my family above everything. I am sorry that yours failed you. 
You don’t make it easy to love you 
Darling, we’ve got to stop meeting like this. This is how rumors begin. 
I’m not trying to impress the girl. 
Nobody hurts my family and lives. 
The definition of the word broken suggests that something can be fixed. 
I leave it to you to make the decision whether to trust me or not. 
You will always have a choice. 
I have denied every single impulse that I have ever had for that woman, out of some misbegotten respect for intentions that you don’t even have. 
I let this person in… I let her in… I don’t let people in… You knew this, you’ve taken her from me… I needed her and you’ve broken me… 
Yes, far better to practice your process of grief, ___. Denial, rage, and hoarding coffins in basements. 
Yes, well, when you put it that way it does sound a little reckless.
Well, that seems like the right thing to do. You know, I tried that myself. It didn’t work. 
You are a deranged and ridiculous child who cannot be left unsupervised.
Shhh! ____,  grown ups are talking.
How odd. Forever on Santa’s naughty list.
I rather enjoy Thanksgiving. The turkey, the cranberry sauce. The lies, the deceit, the betrayal.
_____, next time I ask you to take out the trash, try not to dally.
Watch your tongue. I am not the fun loving social butterfly you may recall.
I thought only of you. Every day I fought for your return, searching for a way. You were not forgotten.
I’m not in the habit of asking permission.
If we cannot trust one another, we cannot work together.
As a devout feminist, I refuse to say you hit like a girl.
You mobsters all suffer from such hubris.
Gentlemen, shall we?
I trust you can find your clothing and the door.
I always come back.
I believe that when you love someone and that person loves you in return you’re uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you that’s like nothing else.
Perhaps I’m not making myself clear here. This is a threat.
Please. You’ve never paid for anything in your life.
You do realize I don’t care. 
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