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coisasdacarol · 2 years
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Um pouco de captainswan para alegrar sua noite:
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un-girasol-caotico · 11 months
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La próxima vez seré mi propia salvadora...
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salvadorathorne · 11 months
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We fell in love in October...
💚 screenshots taken by me.
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sly-fcking-cooper · 6 months
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Backseat Admirer
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The unfamiliarity of Philadelphia wasn't helped by the fact it was raining, hard. The case had stalled slightly today on a technicality; apparently the 'proof' they had on the case wasn't as concrete as they first believed back at HQ. Moreover, Carmelita's partner Rae had flounced out on a date the moment they'd wrapped up for the day.
Who manages to get a date within twelve hours of being in a new city?
They'd only been deployed yesterday afternoon, sent on the first evening flight out of Paris. Rae had announced her intentions as soon as Carmelita dismissed her, and well before she'd had a chance to ask if Rae wanted to join her for dinner. It now appeared that Carmelita's night would consist of room service and the routine feeling out of place in a new city. Ironically, it was a familiar feeling of unfamiliarity, and what really rubbed salt in the wound was that she didn't have anyone to call anymore when these thoughts bubbled to the surface.
She knew her hotel address, but the rain made it difficult to make out a route on foot. Sighing, she leaned against a storefront, shielding herself from the downpour, to order an Uber. She tapped in her hotel details and watched the cursor slide back and forth, supposedly searching for her ride.
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iconsforbrazilians · 7 months
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herpsandbirds · 1 year
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Big Bend Patchnose Snake (Salvadora deserticola), family Colubridae, Big Bend National Park, TX, USA
photograph by National Park Service
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multifandomplushie · 1 year
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Decided to switch back to Ben 10's prime universe for a bit and do some art with my OC, Sal. And here I depicted a moment where Salvadora, who has known Joseph Chadwick since the time he was the director of alien technology for the Forever Knight, meets her dear adversary once again for the first time after most of the Forever Knights' forces were destroyed in the war against Dagon and Chadwick became the king of the few remaining members of the organization.
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zomaribon · 6 months
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Big ass doodle dump part 15
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vendettamuses · 1 year
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⚔️ if you were a deity, what would you be the god of? ⚔️
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JAXEN SALVADORA
labyrinths and confusion
a god for the lost souls. you can often find makeshift altars for you deep in forests, cave systems, and other uncharted territories. you guide those lost back onto the path. the souls of those who disrespect you are lost forever, trapped in a winding labyrinth, never to leave or see sunlight again.
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tagged by: @honnleathrose (thank u <3)
tagging: @maximuses (Krauser, Bailey), @cflight (Ekira), @rathalascendant @seeasunset @trvehearted (Ming) and anyone else who feels up for it!
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bts-scenarios-br · 1 year
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Sério.. com a sua volta e da Kiera não melhorou só o meu dia mas sim o meu ano e a minha vida , amo vocês DEMAIS !♡
pois e agradeça ela mesma por eu estar aqui, ela que me deu motivação pra voltar wdkekfjniejfbkjneb aaaaaa beijinhosss <3
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hyawehb · 2 years
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J’ai relancé les Sims en jouant avec une sim réalisée par @oshinsims Sade DeLuca (https://youtu.be/scCbxT_RFdk).
J’ai un peu fait évoluer la sim qui pour moi est une journaliste qui adore les voyages et qui est passionnée par la culture Salvadorienne et l’archéologie. 
Vous jouez avec qui en ce moment ?
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henessy · 7 months
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PERO QUÉ MOSQUITOS DE MIERDA HERMANO SALEN DE LA NADA A ARRUINARTE LA VIDA
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salvadorathorne · 10 months
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How I imagined this catacombs scene...
Extended content for my fanfiction Like a Villain Chapter 9 available on Wattpad.
Screenshots taken and edited by me. 🙊
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"In the catacombs where Sebastian was trying to use the relic, Salvadora fought Inferi all the way to find him. When she found Sebastian, He was already controlling the Inferi and soon Anne's curse. His posture was confident and proud. His face was full of joy but his stare was cold and empty just like the dark magic and relic consumed a small part of him. She tried to tell Sebastian that He was making a mistake He would regret. She tried to turn him off this path, to get her friend back. She gave him a tight hug filled with love, support, and affection. She promised that They would find another way to heal Anne all He needed to do was to give her the relic. Everything was going well. Her warm embrace, tenderness, and care made him soft, gentle. Finally, He wrapped his arms around her as He started to feel safe. Sebastian wanted to give her the relic and end this shit but then Uncle Solomon attacked. He hit Salvadora first from behind. She fell to the ground in pain. Then Solomon stole the relic and destroyed it. Something inside Sebastian broke as he saw his nothing to blame for friend being hurt on the ground and this destroyed relic. Sebastian and Salvadora had no choice but to defend Themselves. Seb let his rage out after all these years and killed him. Everything could have ended differently..."
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sly-fcking-cooper · 1 year
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(Electronic) Tag Team
(RP with @redemptioninchaos)
There was a weird sense of 'what now?' amongst the boys. To start with, they'd been told that every person at that prison had intended them to be long dead by this evening. It had been the longest, most bizarre and frankly scary 36 hours of their lives, yet all Sly could focus on was the tangible newfound appreciation and relief he felt to be back in his own pants, although he still felt out of place without his cane. He couldn't say the same for Murray. It seemed that they'd given him back someone else's pants.
They'd transported the four paroled prisoners to a more central, low-key location in Queens to avoid rousing any suspicion of their release. The journey there had been almost tranquil, had it not been for the general feeling of high-stakes. Sly had learned that it was (sadly) usually better to keep his wisecracking remarks to himself in these prison officer-filled environments.
"You'll need to find your own accommodation," said the officer sternly, as he dropped the boys off outside a collection of rough-looking tower blocks. "We'll always know where you are, so don't even think about getting up to anything outside of your assigned task."
Murray folded his arms, more aware of the weight on his ankle. "When can we go?"
"Now. But Greenwood can call you at any time to check in on the progress."
The officer stared Bentley down, which was pretty easy when he was over 6 foot and Bentley was in his chair. "And I know you, wise guy. You can't break these things open. They're unbreakable. And even if you did, they'd shock you, send us an alert and cover you in dye so we'll find you. Then you're straight back to the big house."
Bentley tried to suppress rolling his eyes. "Okay, well. Tell your friend Greenwood to provide me with any reconnaissance to my computer, like I said. We have very little info on this guy." He glanced over to Sly and Murray, not noticing that Sergio didn't have quite the same expression. The officer nodded and got back into the vehicle.
The four of them just stared as it sped off into the distance, unsure what to say or how to break the silence on what had been the most intense few days. Sly crossed his arms and tapped his foot on the concrete sidewalk. "Well. What now?"
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iconsforbrazilians · 7 months
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plasmablush · 1 year
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💌 simblr asks: what EP and/or GP would you like to see in the future?
HMM maybe something with another world that isn’t American or European inspired?
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