#Lillian speaks
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dostarve · 3 months ago
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“No one should ever lose a sister.” - Winona after failing to revive Abigail with the Telltale heart
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THEY ARE SO SISTER-CODED I’M GONNA CRYYY
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emeraldgreaves · 4 months ago
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feel free to put your reasoning in the tags. if you have multiple inkys, you can explain all of their different thought processes! this is one i’m always torn on so i’d love to see what people think
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artsandstoriesandstuff · 2 months ago
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Now, hypothetically, if I were to draw one of your OCs (hypothetically), who would you prefer?
In a hypothetic situation, of course.
Hmm... hypothetically, I'd prefer if you drew Sandra Lillian!
But, obviously, only in a hypothetical situation.
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ofdreamsanddoodles · 5 months ago
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since yuki & mayu have an ice themed & iroha & komugi are more safari/potentially earth i wonder if we'll have a future satoru cure with an air theme. tho his last name seems to mean mountain rabbit so maybe he's actually the earth one lmao
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cat-shouty-13 · 1 month ago
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I'm so sorry girls your colours are hard with my pencils :(
but anyway yippee its them !!! They're dancing and having a wonderful time :)
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askpamelaisley · 10 months ago
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Been out of Arkham for a while now; maybe it’s time for a little misbehaving~
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musicoftheheart · 4 months ago
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which mf deity decided to curse me before i was even born, because i found out yesterday my father was going to call me lillian. LILLIAN. instead i got stuck w my dumbass deadname. i dont even think my gender identity couldve made me give up mf lillian
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taol-incorrect-quotes · 4 months ago
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Lillian, texting: O Riri: What? Lillian: Don’t read into that. Riri: But They will read into that. Lillian: HOW?! IT’S A LETTER! Riri: Why is there a space after it, hmmmmm? Lillian: Dude, really? Lillian: It’s a fucking letter. Riri: It could stand for something! Lillian: IT DOESN’T, I PROMISE! Riri: Like Oppression! Or worse… Lillian: Dude, I just typed the letter O, that means nothing. :/ Riri: Optometrist. Lillian: Oh my Hylia…
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systemofwhispers · 5 months ago
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Alter Intro: Lillian 💜
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ Basics ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
🪻 Age: 20
🦋 Pronouns: She/Crystal/Sweet
🪻 Gender: Female
🦋 Orientation: Omnisexual
🪻 Relationship status: Single
🦋 Sign-off: 💜
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ Other Info ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
🪻 Species: Human
🦋 Type: Brainmade
🪻 Role: Voice helper (Essentially helps care for the body when we lose our voice. Is a type of caretaker)
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ Boundaries ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
🦋 Nicknames: Yes
🪻 Flirting: (/p) Only if we're close. (/r) Partner only
🦋 Pet names: Partner only
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
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nillial · 1 year ago
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finally listened to the new mitski album
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supercorphypes · 1 year ago
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It's been 84 years but I'm back and wanting-- no, needing, some new fics to read. Send recs via ask or IM me!
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wrdn-tabris · 2 years ago
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wait is rose wilson biracial
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paigemathews · 2 years ago
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I am once again!! Losing my shit!! That Leo canonically had!! a whole ass wife before Piper!! And it is mentioned!! In exactly one episode!! And never even alluded to!! again!! Like sir!! What the fuck!!
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vivwritesfics · 1 year ago
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Barking Mad - MV1
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Overprotective BF Max. We Love overprotective bf max
(based on THIS post sent to me by @lillians-world-is-f1
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Max Verstappen loved Y/N so much, it was scary. Well, he was scary, actually. He could go from the sweetest man alive to overprotective boyfriend in up to two seconds. If Y/N was talking to someone and a frown began crossing her features, Max was barking at them.
Y/N would never admit it, but she loved seeing her boyfriend get all overprotective. There was one instance, back in 2019, where she was having a conversation with Charles. He'd just moved up to Ferrari and everybody was incredibly proud of him.
Y/N had known Charles just as long as she had known Max. The Monegasque felt like he could say anything to her without facing the consequences.
Whatever he did say to Y/N (it was so long ago that she didn't remember) it had her frowning. "Shut up, Charles," was all Max heard before he was marching over to her.
"What the fuck did you just say?" Max spat, pushing his girlfriend behind his body.
Y/N held onto his arm. "Maxie, stop," she whispered, but she was trying very hard to get him to back down.
Back down. Anybody that knew Max knew he didn't back down.
"Don't you ever say anything to upset her! Ever!" He shouted.
Charles looked to Y/N for help. His eyes were wide and his face had paled. What was he supposed to do? "Y/N?" He called, his voice squeaking.
"Come on, Maxie, he didn't mean it."
It wasn't all a bad thing, Y/N was quick to realise. She had a high profile boyfriend with millions of fans around the world. There was paparazzi around every corner.
Max was insanely protective over Y/N when fans or paparazzi were around. He always had his hand around her waist or he had her safely behind him while he pushed people away.
There was one person Max got madder than anybody else at. Before Max and Y/N had met, she was with another man. Her co-worker. His name didn't matter much, but, after they broke up he and Y/N still worked together. That meant social work outings together, Christmas parties and peoples birthdays.
He and Y/N were on okay terms. They could hold a short conversation about work related things, but that was about it. Max really didn't like him. He was convinced this co-worker was in still love with Y/N, especially now that was a world famous beauty.
At last years Christmas Party, Max completely lost his cool. He sat at the table as Y/N got them a drink and chatted to his co-workers. There were a few of Y/N's co-workers who knew who he was, but, after five years, they treated him like anybody else.
As Y/N chatted, her co-worker walked over to her. "Hey," he said and leaned against the table.
"Hey," Y/N answered.
Suddenly, Max was out of his chair.
Suddenly, Max was standing in front of his girlfriend, staring at her co-worker. "What do you want?" He spat, his gaze burning.
"Just speaking to Y/N," her co-worker answered with a tight lipped smile.
"Well, don't."
Y/N grabbed a hold of Max's suit-clad shoulder. "Come on, Maxie, let it go," she whispered to him.
Turning around, Max placed a quick kiss on Y/N's cheek. "I've got this, my love," he said and turned back to her co-worker. "Back the fuck off, man."
The co-worker rolled his eyes. "Call off your dog, Y/N," he muttered and poured himself another drink.
What the fuck did he just say? Thought Y/N. She pulled her hand from Max's shoulder and stepped back, letting her dog do his thing.
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natalievoncatte · 3 months ago
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Lena tipped back the last of her scotch and savored it, letting the smooth, piquant insistence of it roll across her tongue and sting between her teeth. She’d poured herself three fingers of a thirty year old single malt from the Macallan and had tasted it every drop, letting it stay a while. Indeed she’d indulged so slowly that she was barely buzzed.
A distant memory struck her. The sting of heavy smoke in her mouth, acrid and unpleasant but as rich and complex in flavor as her single malts. The effect was ruined by her idiotic decision to breath it in rather than allow a brief visitation in her mouth before being set free into the night air. She had been thirteen and Lex had given her a puff on a cigar he’d stolen from their father’s humidor while he and Lillian were away.
“This is a Dominican,” he’d told her. “I’ll give you a Cuban when you have enough experience to appreciate it.”
She turned the glass in her hand before setting it in the sink. She thought of Lex almost every day- not the raving, incoherent loon who’d tied her to the chair or the bitter shell of a man he was when she fired five bullets into his chest, but the boy he was, about to go off to college, full of adolescent bravado that matched his genius. She thought of the man he might have been if he hadn’t let his base jealousy consume him, if he’d had enough empathy to follow a better path. Her path.
It was a hard one to walk, but-
There was a tap at her balcony door and she nearly jumped out of her skin, wheeling.
It was Kara.
Lena motioned for her to open the door and she did, stepping inside.
“Can you ever use the inside door like a normal person?”
Kara shrugged. “I went for a fly to clear my head and I ended up here.”
Lena sighed. “I was just heading to bed, darling. It’s late. Too late to watch cartoons on my couch.”
“Will you fly with me?”
Lena quirked a brow. “You know it’s not any fun for me. I really do hate flying.”
“I know but, I was just… would you?”
Lena looked at her. Kara looked back, her eyes soft, expression hopeful and fearful, inviting. It made Lena fight the urges that dogged her. She felt a need to stride across the distance between them and tuck away a few wind-tossed locks of Kara’s hair, cup a warm hand to her cool cheek, soothe the pain that always seemed to hide in her eyes, like the reflection of something dark in the gloss of a family photo.
“Okay.”
She got her jacket first to protect herself against the night chill, then wondered how to do this. She was used to Kara flying her, but it was usually after being caught from a fall or scooped from danger and whisked to safety. Casually flying hadn’t really been their thing.
She settled on looping her arms about Kara’s neck.
She hesitated. “Lena, are you sure? Your heart is beating pretty fast.”
“You won’t drop me?”
“Never.”
Lena nodded and Kara swept her arms under Lena, one arm under her knees, the other curled around her waist. Of course it was effortless- for Kara, raising a cement mixer over her head was effortless. She stepped up to the railing of the balcony and paused when Lena tensed.
Lena closed her eyes as Kara stepped into empty air. She realized that she didn’t know how Kryptonians fly; she suspected Kara didn’t know either. It just happened.
Lena kept her eyes shut. Kara flew, holding her gently but firmly. If not for the wind buffeting her, Lena wouldn’t have known she was hundreds of feet in the air.
Finally she felt the soft impact of Kara’s boots on the ground and opened her eyes as Kara lowered her to her feet.
“Where are we?”
Lena looked around. They were in a baseball diamond, probably for little league games, in a small park.
“The suburbs. No one bothers me at night if I stop here. It’s a good place to think.”
Kara walked over to the bleachers and sat down. She looked so forlorn, so terribly sad, and Lena quickly sat beside her.
Kara didn’t speak. She saw the slight tremor of Lena’s restrained shiver, and without a word unclasped her cape and swept it around Lena.
“Thanks,” said Lena. “This makes a good blanket.”
Kara smiled. “That is a blanket. Kal… Clark’s birth parents, my aunt and uncle, sent it with him to Earth. Martha made it part of his first suit. The one she made.”
Lena stared at her for a moment. She rarely spoke of her cousin, and when she did, it had an odd, detached tone to it. A kind of resentment. She sounded fond now, and familiar. Lena knew who he was, of course; once she knew who Kara was, deducing who her cousin was turned out to be a simple thing. Yet Kara had never dropped his name so casually in conversation. It was intimate. Familiar.
“Speaking of Clark,” said Kara. “He sent me a message today. He’s staying on Argo with Lois and their child. He’s not coming home.”
Kara caught herself, eyes wide. Lena waited, holding a tense breath.
“Kara, what is it?”
“I can’t remember when I started thinking of Earth as home,” said Kara. “Just like I can’t remember when I started thinking in English instead of translating my thoughts.”
Lena poked an arm out of the cape to rest a hand on Kara’s shoulder.
“You’re thinking about joining them.”
Kara looked down. “I almost did before, but I was needed here. I don’t feel needed so much anymore. There’s so many more heroes now- Bruce has a whole team he’s built, and there’s Diana now and of course Barry and Oliver and… they can handle a lot of it. I don’t even put the suit on every day anymore.”
Lena felt a terrible, frigid chill. Colder than the night, colder than death. She looked at Kara, really looked at her, lit by lamplight, a golden beauty in the dark. She was so hauntingly, achingly beautiful. Lena could still remember the feeling when she saw Kara for the first time in her office, how her face must have betrayed her. My God, who is this?
“Are you thinking about going?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure. I don’t know what to do. My people need every Kryptonian to come home and rebuild our culture and way of life. I have a sacred duty.”
Lena met her gaze levelly, feeling undone by it. Kara’s eyes were soft, full of an aching, unasked question.
“You keep talking about being needed, about duty,” Lena said. “The whole time I’ve known you it’s been about oaths and obligations and responsibilities. What do you want, Kara? What is your heart’s desire? Whatever it is, if you ask me, you deserve it. Whatever debt you think you owe the universe, you’ve paid it back in full with interest and gratuities.”
Kara looked away. “I know what I want, but I’m scared to ask for it.”
“I’ve never known you to be scared of anything.”
“I’m scared of being hurt. I’m scared of hurting someone else. What if I’m wrong? I’ve always been wrong about this one thing. I don’t want to lose you by asking the wrong question.”
Me? Lena thought. Why would…
Lena’s heart raced anew. The shock felt like she’d spilled cold water from her heart, racing down her limbs. She felt as heavy as stone and as light as a feather, and the flutter in her belly made her regret the scotch.
“I don’t want to go,” Kara sighed. “This is my home now. Krypton… Krypton is gone and it probably should be. I hope Clark can show the survivors a better way. There were a lot of things my people did wrong.”
“Kara, you can’t go. Okay? You can’t. You are needed here. I need you.”
Kara turned abruptly, eyes wide.
“Why did you wait so long?” Lena whispered.
“After everything I did, I… I was as afraid. I hurt you so much, caused you so much pain. Why would you…”
“Because you get so excited when you land on Park Place,” said Lena. “Because you sing to yourself when no one is looking. Because you’re bored to tears watching documentaries with me but you do it anyway. Because you always flex your muscles when you pop a cork from a bottle. Because you save me and cherish me and treat me like a queen, and you always have. Yes, Kara, you hurt me, but no one is perfect. I’m just as guilty.”
“What do you want, Lena? What’s your hearts desire?”
“I think you already know that and you’re just too scared to admit it.”
Kara swallowed, hard.
“Stay with me. Choose me,” said Lena.
“Can I kiss you?”
“I seriously thought you’d never ask,” said Lena.
Kara tilted in close. Sitting on the old faded wood of the bleachers with a blanket around her, she felt so young. She hadn’t been this giddy about a kiss since middle school. No; she’s never been this giddy ever, not a day in her life. Kara’s lips touched hers and despite the chasteness of it, she let out a soft moan.
Kara took it as an invitation and the kiss deepened, and she slipped under the blanket so they were both wrapped in it and her arms found Lena’s waist. When she tucked her head under Kara’s chin and pressed into her arms, she felt so safe, so sheltered. It was perfect, like finally finding home, and they were still there when the sun found them and Kara carried her into the morning sky.
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thugbiscuits · 10 days ago
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october fic rec list 18+ ONLY MDNI
please note: none of these fan fictions were written by me. when you read please make sure to like, comment, and reblog. IT MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE. (also go check out their blogs because they have way more delicious writing that you’re looking for 👀)
HEHEHEEHEE thank you for keeping up w/ my monthly recs, honestly. it’s so cool to see writers get recognized for their creative skills and to meet likeminded people on this app ! i love it here sometimes. anyways, enjoy this beautiful spread of fics. love you all MWAH. ageless blogs / minors get blocked
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logan howlett fics
➺ swallow (oldman!logan howlett x reader, smut) @strangererotica
➺ hurricane (series, ex bf!logan howlett x reader, smut) @bpmiranda
➺ young rich & in love (dbf!logan howlett x reader, smut) @prettycoolgirl
➺ swipe right, bub (mutant!logan howlett x human!reader, fluff) @shybluebirdninja
➺ big bad wolf (logan howlett x fem!reader, smut) @not-neverland06
➺ verona (boyfriend!logan howlett x reader, fluff) @lanadelreyscokewhor3
➺ size difference (logan howlett x reader, smut) @l0vergirlsw0rld
➺ nameless as a river undiscovered underground (logan howlett x reader, smut) @moonlight-prose
➺ fuck or nothing (logan howlett x reader, smut) @adelliet
➺ be nice! (logan howlett x reader x wade wilson, smut) @hotgirlslovecyclops
➺ like animals (logan howlett x mutant!reader, smut) @areyouwell
➺ logan taking care of drunk reader (fluff) @mcrdvcks
➺ baby fever (logan howlett x reader, smut) @silverskyeline
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wade wilson (deadpool) fics
➺ his favorite slut (mean!wade wilson x reader, smut) @softfem-dom
➺ dialed in (deadpool x reader, smut) @tteotlma
➺ involuted (wade wilson x reader, smut) @inklore
➺ blowout (wade wilson x fem!reader, smut) @baka-bakeneko
➺ deadpool as your boyfriend headcanons (deadpool x reader, fluff/smutty) @titaswrld
➺ knee deep in the passengers seat (deadpool x reader, smut) @runawrites-blog
➺ high sex w/ Wade (wade wilson x reader, smut) @lillian-gallows
➺ kinktober #21 (gunplay) (wade wilson x reader, smut) @avocado-writing
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bucky barnes fics
➺ fri(end)s (bucky barnes x fem!reader, smut) @buckymorelikefuckme
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joel miller fics
➺ maple hazel (joel miller x reader, fluff) @razrbladekiss
➺ seeing pink (joel miller x reader, smut) @gutsby
➺ a burning desire (series, firefighter!joel miller x reader) @honeyedmiller
➺ bdsmaid (series, joel miller x reader, smut) @mountainsandmayhem
➺ howl-o-ween (joel miller x reader, smut) @covetyou
➺ harder (joel miller x f!reader, smut) @toxicanonymity
➺ sweet cherry (joel miller x f!reader, smut) @aurorawritestoescape
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santiago ‘pope’ garcia fics
➺ think about it (pope garcia x reader, smut) @fettuccin-e
➺ when you move, i move (santiago garcia x reader, smut) @noisynaia
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cooper adams fics
➺ pretty little princess (cooper adams x reader, smut) @steph-speaks
➺ stockholm syndrome fic (cooper adams x reader, read tags!) @thebutchersbitch
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dividers by @/saradika-graphics <3 header by me!
lovey’s note: what do you guys think of the header i made fr? 😭 cause i tried to make her cute ! also please check out all the series on here, im HOOKED seriously
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