#OTP: it suits you
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roguecassians · 2 years ago
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thinking about stormpilot with the song ur so pretty by wasia project
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trueloveistreacherous · 8 months ago
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MARELLA'S 12TH TUMBLR ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION special gifset for @useragarfield 🎁
'Cupboard Love' in The Kitchen: Essays on Food and Life, Ella Risbridger
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urghblergh · 3 months ago
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The one with the tuxedos.
Haven't seen this one yet. They're gonna kiss, right? 🫣
Asking for a friend.
Mostly a study of this super cool photo.
Put my own little spin on it and made it gay TM. The usual. :D
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forbescaroline · 2 years ago
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235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 144. harvey specter and donna paulsen - suits
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stardustinthesky · 10 months ago
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#this show GETS it
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lizardkingeliot · 9 months ago
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Why this suit? It’s my favorite on you. Really? I didn’t know that. Well, it’s quite nice, I suppose. Herringbone wool, notched collar...
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timothyslucy · 9 months ago
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i mean it when i say i can't imagine anyone else portraying the roles of colin bridgerton and penelope featherington like luke newton and nicola coughlan. i love them. 🫶
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sylvieserene · 8 months ago
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My first ever digital art!!! (Guys, it had to be Robstar)
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This took me 3 weeks to complete 😭
I struggled a ton because of the lack of light pen thus leading me to just use my own fingers for the whole thing 💀 (I initially wanted to draw a pretty background depicting a ball room too but gave up on it and just went on with a generic galaxy bg but also made a ball room version using this image )
Here's the ball room version!
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I experimented a lil with the shading and uh let's say digital shading is a lot different than traditional art lol I struggled with some aspects like hands because it's a lot hardee to manuever in digital art (and I already suck ass in drawing them in traditional art 🫠) just like shading and again, I'm very new to this haha (there are just so many tools and options like it's kinda overwhelming)
The dress worn by Starfire is inspired from the one she wore in that one TTG episode where she became the Tamaranean Queen and Robin's one is a combination from the one he wore in one episode of BTAS and "Date with Destiny" from TT03. I went with TTG artstyle because of simplicity reasons-
Do lmk your thoughts!
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tommysdaddykink · 4 months ago
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I'm thinking of Buck and Tommy going home after the funeral for Billy Boils. Buck dragging Tommy to the bedroom before telling him to kneel. Tommy, looking beautiful in his suit, kneeling and his face getting ruined as Buck fucks into his mouth before giving him a facial. All while he's immaculately dressed, and hard, and leaking into his pants, all hot and bothered but not touching himself til Buck tells him he can 😌
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pinkyjulien · 1 year ago
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Valentin & Mitch | 662/?? Loverboy ❤
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ok555ficideas · 5 months ago
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Character A: “It never even crossed your mind? Us together, I mean.”
Character B: “Did it cross my mind? No, it never crossed my mind. It waltzed into my heart and took permanent residency there. It took a hold of my whole body and refused to leave. It didn’t cross my mind, it sat there quietly, like it has always been there and made a home for itself without any intention of ever moving out. It will stay there until the day I die and I will gladly let it, because if the only way I can have you is in my mind then I refuse to let it ever leave.”
No idea what pairing it fits, but it just spilled out of me. Maybe I will use it in a fic one day.
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trueloveistreacherous · 2 months ago
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ALADDIN // FAIRYTALES RE-IMAGINED #8 // L.H.Z
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lover-of-mine · 2 years ago
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Song: Dress by Taylor Swift (youtube)
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beastsovrevelation · 1 year ago
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I remember long ago, when the season first aired, someone saying he looks like he's marrying Cordelia. I'm inclined to agree. It's all I can thing about during this scene.
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stardustinthesky · 9 months ago
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You need a cover. What better cover than honeymooners in the honeymoon suite?
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youngpettyqueen · 2 years ago
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I'm late but a kiss …where it hurts for houlihawk??
"Alright, Hawkeye," Margaret says as she comes around to take a seat beside him on the bed, making sure to move carefully as to not jostle him, "It's time for someone to patch you up," She holds up her medical kit, gives it a shake, "And by someone I mean me, since you've decided to be stubborn about it." She adds.
Hawkeye does not look pleased at this idea. "C'mon, Margaret, have mercy," He pleads, "I don't need a nurse, I just need to sleep. Can't you poke and prod at me tomorrow?" He asks.
Margaret raises a brow at him. "I'd like to see your reaction to a patient asking that," She replies, fishing what she needs out of her bag, "You were involved in a Jeep crash, not some minor scrape. You're lucky you didn't break anything, you know," She chastises. As she does, she soaks a cotton swab in disinfectant, "Now, be a good boy and let me see that cut."
She reaches over and delicately moves his fringe aside, revealing the aforementioned cut just above his eyebrow. She dabs at it with the disinfectant, and Hawkeye replies by flinching away with a sharp hiss. She follows, undeterred, and he lets slip a string of curses.
"Shit, Margaret!" He hisses, turning his head away from her, "That hurts!"
Margaret isn't unsympathetic, here. He got in a damn crash after all, he's lucky all he has to show for it is a myriad of bruises and scrapes. Still, all of those need to be dealt with, even if it hurts.
"Why don't I take care of this one first, then?" She moves to a scrape on his cheek, only for him to flinch away again. She has to remember to take a deep breath before she reflexively snaps at him, "Hawkeye, I can't treat you if you don't hold still." She reminds him.
"Then don't treat me," He replies, "Leave me here to die, I don't mind."
Margaret gives him a flat look. "Not a chance," She tells him. He opens his mouth, probably quip something back at her, and she uses the opportunity of distraction to go for his cheek again. He yelps like a kicked puppy, doing his best to get away from her, and she leans back again, "Damnit, Hawkeye, where doesn't it hurt? Where can I start?" She demands, rapidly losing patience.
Hawkeye holds his right hand up- obviously a bit too fast, because the movement of his arm makes him wince. Still, he stubbornly points at his wrist, telling her, "That doesn't hurt."
Margaret takes another deep breath. Then another, for good measure. He can be a real pain in the ass. So much of one, in fact, she could almost forget he's hurt. Almost. Another steadying breath feels like it settles her head back on her shoulders, reminds her to be sympathetic. Reminds her that she does, in fact, care about him. That she doesn't have this soft spot for anybody else but him.
She sets the disinfectant aside, then takes his hand. Gently, maybe more gently than she's ever handled anyone, she leans in and presses a kiss to his wrist. When she looks back at him, she finds him looking at her with owl-like round eyes.
"How's that?" She asks.
"Fine," He replies quickly, "Fine, uh... fine. Great. This, uh," He reaches up, gives his nose a tap, "This isn't too bad."
Margaret shuffles a bit closer. Leans in, drops a delicate kiss on his nose. That starstruck look on his face makes her smile, makes her soften, melt like chocolate left out in the sun.
"Ya know... here, too, it's not-" Hawkeye points out his scraped cheek, just under the wound, "It's not too bad, actually," She follows his lead, kisses there, "And- and here." His temple, above the cut. She raises herself up to kiss there, too.
She's fully in his space, now, leaning over him. She smiles at him, warm and affectionate, forgetting all annoyances. "Anywhere else?" She asks, though it could also be a suggestion.
Sure enough, he follows her meaning. Points at his lips. "Right here." He tells her, still looking a bit too starstruck to be properly flirting. She loves that she can do that- strike him near speechless, make him look at her like she put the moon in the sky.
She loves even more that she can kiss him. Softly, sweetly, a smile on her lips. She'll be sure to kiss him where it hurts, too. If that doesn't convince him to let her patch him up, she doesn't know what will.
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