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[veliseraptor]

that ‘pakige?’ post but me, a couple hours after posting a fic, like ‘comints?’

[bastardbvby]

hello nd folks what’s your phone game of choice.... y’know when you’re consuming media but need to do something with your hands like what game are you playing because right now im on level 1647 of bubble shooter and i really need something else to do 

[thegreathailstorm]

[116t98]

Either Steph has talked shit about those shoes to Dick directly, or he’s just been around her enough to hear her talk shit about those shoes

Regardless, I love the implication that Dick and Steph are close enough to have such mundane conversations

Batman: Urban Legends #10

[jensmisha]

jensmisha’s 600 followers celebration:

cockles highlights from spndc 2019 — requested by 🍭 anon

[sapphicnoel]

house md is a weird ass show bc it makes you think it’s a medical drama/comedy but then it hits you with themes of devotion and love and repression in a narrative that hardly ever allows for explicit queerness. and. and then it ends with two of the main characters literally riding off into the sunset together without them ever explicitly acknowledging their love for each other but showing it time and time again. they’re weird and repressed middle aged men lmao. so they show affection in their actions that come back to a love that’s fucked up and manipulative in a lot of ways, it’s love that’s full of internalized homophobia, repression, and an inability to properly communicate what the person you love truly means to you. but it’s love nonetheless, it’s loving someone for over a decade and giving up your entire livelihood, the profession you spent years of your life cultivating… you throw it away to spend the last months of his life with him. and he practically begs you to tell him you love him. he’s dying but you can’t make yourself say it, you just can’t. so you fake your death. that’s the only way to ensure you can spend the next five months loving him until his illness catches up with him, takes him from you, and you’re all alone. anyway. who tf is doing it like hilson. WHO

[saintlike78]

Dirty Little Secret [C.S.]

A/N: This is a part of the lovely Monique’s ( @velvetcloxds ) 600 follower writing challenge 🤍 please go check her out and the rest of the entrees

Pairings: Charlie Swan x fem!reader

Words: 1.1k

Summary: Pure mindless fluff of your secret relationship with chief Swan.

Warnings: Pure fluff, kissing, age gap (reader is in her 20’s, Charlie is 40), secret relationship. Lmk if I missed anything.

A light breeze danced through the room, moving the curtains with ease; it smelled like summer, yet it caused a shiver to travel its way up your spine, leaving goosebumps to form on your body.

The arms that engulfed you pulled you closer, warming your body, a soft smile on your face.

“Are you cold?” the grumbly voice of Charlie asked.

You nodded into his chest, snuggling your entire body closer to his, entangling your legs in a giant cluster of limbs.

“You want me to close the window?”

You shook your head with a whine, “no, it’s nice with the breeze… I’ll just use you as my space heater.”

Charlie chuckled and pulled you closer, laying a soft kiss on your forehead, “I can live with that.”

It wasn’t often that you got moments like this, letting the morning pass you by as you listened to Charlie’s breathing and the birds outside the window.

With both of your perspective jobs, Charlie being the police chief and all, and Bella… it was hard to find the time. You’d both agreed early on that it was best to keep your little relationship a secret, mainly because of your above-average age gap and Charlie’s reputation in town, it was just for the best - not that you minded, you liked having Charlie to yourself without judgmental eyes.

The slam of the front door caused you to bolt up, giving Charlie a panicked look.

“Charlie? Are you home?” the voice of Bella travelled through the house.

Charlie looked at you with wide eyes, bolting out of the bed as footsteps travelled up the stairs toward the master bedroom.

“Yeah, just a moment… I’m just getting dressed,” he called out, hoping she wouldn’t enter with the knowledge that her father was without clothes.

Charlie’s thoughts were correct because the sound halted and slowly travelled down the stairs again.

“Alright, I’ll just wait down here,” Bella answered, voice withdrawing to the kitchen.

You let out a soft giggle as you watched Charlie scramble around the room for clothes.

“I thought you said she was staying at this Edward fellas place till tomorrow,” you whispered.

“That’s what I thought as well, but I guess not.”

You nodded, watching Charlie dreamily, in no rush to leave the comfort of his bed. Throwing on a t-shirt and his signature flannel he spared you a glance, smiling softly as he caught sight of the way you watched him.

He made his way back to the bed, giving your forehead a lingering kiss, making you smile softly up at him.

“I’ll try to get her out of the house… I’ll see you, my darling girl,” he whispered, making way to leave, but not before you had grabbed his arm, pulling him down again.

You gave him the best puppy eyes, “kiss?”

He only smiled, murmuring a quiet, “anything for you,” before meeting your lips in a loving kiss.

You hummed into the kiss, a soft smile on both your faces.

As you broke apart he gave your nose a peck before sneaking out the door, a wink the last thing he gave before the door closed.

.

Another day, another shift. You smoothed out your apron, flipping your notepad to a blank page as the familiar sound of the bell sounded. You couldn’t hide the way your eyes lit and your body perked up, watching the chief enter with Bella close behind him. Your eyes met and the corner of his lips twitched up slightly before he walked over to his usual table, taking a seat.

You fixed your hair, tucking loose strands behind your ears before walking over, a gentle smile on your face.

“Hiya, chief… hi Bella,” you greeted, voice friendly, but eyes lingering a beat too long on Charlie.

“Hi, sweetheart,” Charlie said casually, but the term of endearment made butterflies crash around your stomach and earned him a questioning look from Bella.

“The usual I presume?”

Charlie smiled briefly, “yes, thank you.”

“and for you as well, Bella?”

Bella nodded with a friendly smile, “and just water for me today.”

You nodded, giving them a smile before going back to the counter to punch in their orders for the kitchen.

After going back to the table with their drinks, you decided it was quiet enough to run out back to empty the last box of supplies.

“I didn’t know you called people sweetheart,” Bella mumbled with a knowing smirk.

“Huh?”

Bella nodded toward you as you disappeared behind the curtain to the back room, “the waitress.”

Charlie shrugged, his poker face never faltering, “I eat here every week and she’s nice.”

“I’ve just never heard you call anyone that,” Bella shrugged, taking a sip of her water.

Charlie looked to the curtain, rising from his seat quickly, “I forgot to tell her I wanted a cup of coffee.”

You jumped, a startled gasp leaving you as you turned quickly; you relaxed, smiling brightly when you realized who it was, melting at the sight of him in his uniform. Charlie leaned against the wall, a smirk on his lips.

“Come here.”

You moved over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, leaning against him as his hands found place on your hips.

“Hi,” you whispered, face so close to his your lips brushed as you spoke.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

You smiled, giggling softly, “what happened to discreet?”

Charlie grinned down at you with a chuckle, “sorry, couldn’t help it… I know you’re my little secret, but I hate that I can’t show everyone that you’re mine.”

You leaned the rest of the way in, connecting your lips in a heated kiss. Your bodies were flush against each other, Charlie’s arms wound around you tightly. Your mouths moved hungrily against one another, savouring the moment. Your hands tugged at his brown locks, electing a groan to travel out from the back of his throat into your mouth. You moaned at the sound, pressing yourself closer against him.

You whined when he pulled away, your lips following his instinctively, your breathing laboured.

“I probably should get back before Bella becomes even more suspicious,” Charlie chuckled, not making moves to not be close against you.

“I should get back to work,” you sighed with a smile, “could you imagine what people would say if they knew their waitress was making out with chief Swan? Quite the scandal.”

“Watch it,” Charlie warned with a squeeze of your waist, though the smile that twitched on his lips betrayed his serious tone.

Pecking his lips one last time, you broke out of his grasp fixing yourself before letting him exit before you, receiving a wink as the curtain drew back and he was gone.

“Quite a long talk just to ask for coffee,” Bella smirked.

“She needed help lifting a box,” Charlie mumbled, his poker face back and better than ever, though his eyes softened as they landed on you exiting the back room, face flushed and hair more tussled than before.

[stardryad]

babies (literally)

(RedBubble | Inprnt)

[rainbowfoam]

Love is stored in the Frontline Titties of the Fifth

[yw4]

[gremlingirlsmell]

(based on this post https://ajoiner13.tumblr.com/post/663162914821259264/kidzbopdeathgrips-kidzbopdeathgrips)

[inabluedr3am]

😽💖💕✨

[gautierprotectionsquad]

Ace week has started

[asthevermincrawls]

I KEEP A GUN IN THE BOOK YOU GAVE ME

[teasingbrat]