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I feel it’s a fair trade, if you’re going to publicly go off on my words then I too have the right to publicly share yours. We can’t keep getting away with this just because I’m not on twitter and you think it’s a safe space to say whatever you want. Last time this EXACT quote went around mtwt I got an anon about it, this time someone mentioned it in a TikTok comment. I still become aware of these things. And mtwt needs to learn this lesson: the fandom is small, you are not separate from the creators you’re discussing just bc ur on twitter and I’m not. Say whatever you want about me or my work in private spaces, that’s fair, we all have opinions and they differ. but when you do it publicly, I have the right to respond and call it out. I’m not going to allow a space to exist where you feel comfortable doing that thinking authors won’t hear about it.
To set you straight once and for all, this line is about how Harry wouldn’t grow up loved because without jegulus dating, regulus wouldn’t have lived to out Peter as a spy and save James and Lily’s lives. It’s about the fact that Harry got to grow up with his parents, James and LILY!! Because without James in this fic, reg wouldn’t have lived to save Lily and James. Harry wouldn’t grow up loved because babes everyone would be dead. This is not Lily erasure, and I’m a bit shocked someone would imply that about something you haven’t even read.
Also, what kind of feminist are you by slamming the work of an actual real woman over a perceived slight at a fictional woman? Sit with that one for a minute.
Thanks that’s all, and I hope you feel less comfortable talking about my fics or any others negatively on Twitter in the future. It’s not safe or okay for you to do so. You are not separate from us. Just because you don’t ship something doesn’t give you the right to be negative about someone’s hard work esp when you’ve taken it out of context and misunderstood.
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I need more fics abt the 217 and harbor crew(s) hazing/bullying (affectionately) Tough Army Pilot Tommy Kinard about being so smitten and flustered by his new boyfriend.
#lucy donato#tommy kinard#911 show#911 abc#evan buckley#buck x tommy#bucktommy#pls and thank you#is it time to break out a new army of OCs
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Ok this might be a long shot but I'm looking for a codywan fic. Probably written within the last year or two. It was post 66, Cody getting free of the chip and trying to free his brothers, and along the way they find out the Jedi are force ghosts, hanging around their old battalions. The 212th don't see their general, obviously, so Cody assumes it's because they're not worthy yet. Queue him doing his damndest to be the best man he can be so he can see Obi-Wan one last time before he dies
Happy ending because Obi isn't dead and he shows up before Cody can do anything drastic. I just really remember Cody and 212th remnants trying so hard to be worthy and it broke my little heart because they deserve everything
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Alt Assistant Pt 7 (finale)
Kara reflexively keeps her distance from Lena, for all of two days, until she realizes that while respecting Lena's boundaries is important, she does not have to respect any boundary set by Lex.
She comes to this conclusion late Sunday night, and makes a point to be in the office early to make her point. She's lucky Lena's already there, plugging miserably away at a spreadsheet R&D had sent to her the Friday before. Kara plunks down her boss's coffee of the desk, nearly sloshing it, and scowls when Lena turns her gaze up at her.
"You don't have to do everything your brother tells you," she says, far more scathingly than she intends. It backfires when Lena interprets her tone as petulance.
"I hardly think two days without sex warrants a tantrum Miss Danvers," she responds coolly. Her gaze returns to her computer. "Nor do our trysts qualify you to pass judgement on my relationship with my brother."
"I know you better than you think," Kara snaps. "And living under Lex's thumb isn't a good look on you."
At that, Lena's gaze snaps back up with razor sharp precision, skewering Kara to the spot. Her jaw tightens. "My respect for my brother--"
"Isn't respect!" Kara bites back. She knows she skirts the limits of Lena's goodwill, but she can't help the anger and resentment that bubbles up. "It's control, and you know it."
At that, Lena's scowl deepens, but her focus skitters away, proving the veracity of Kara's accusation.
"You are your own person," Kara pushes. "And you're capable of making your own decisions."
Lena's moment of concession evaporates with a scowl. "Get out."
It's enough to make Kara see red, but she manages to keep her temper in check.
"Fine," she clips out. She turns on her heel and marches towards the door, only to pause with her fingers wrapped in a fist around the handle. "And maybe you should think why Lex has such a problem with you being fucking happy for once."
With that, she yanks the door open and all but slams it shut behind her when she leaves.
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Prepping a charity gala isn't easy-- or fun-- when they can hardly stand to be in the same room together without snapping. It involves a lot of "fines"s and "just get it done"s and "yes, miss luthor"s, but it eventually culminates in a lavish, extravagant affair that the guests seem to enjoy.
Kara hovers in her floor length gown that snugs in all the right places, yet leaves her arms bare to give her room to actually work during set up, and now cools her down as she takes a moment to breathe.
She knows Lena is here, by way of a curt text received an hour ago, but has yet to actually see her in the throng of well-dressed patrons. She does see Lex though, who somehow manages to look smug even as he glowers at her. It's nearly halfway through the night when Kara finally catches a glimpse of her boss.
Her mouth promptly goes dry.
Lena's dressed in a black chiffon dress that hugs her hips. When she turns, Kara sees the thin straps that leave the ivory skin of her back largely bare-- and the long silver chain that dangles against Lena's spine.
The vision is so distracting that it takes Kara a long moment to notice that Lena had turned towards a tug on her wrist, and that it was Lex who now gripped it tightly.
Kara watches their heated exchange of hissed words until Lena finally wrenches her wrist free of her brother's grasp. Lex's features darken as he issues what can only be a final warning before taking his leave. Lena watches him go for a long moment before finally turning.
Their eyes lock.
In that moment, Lena is laid bare-- Kara can see the shock of their unexpected connection (Lena has been avoiding her), and registers the brief up-and-down of Lena's gaze as she's scanned by wide green eyes. Then, Kara sees that dreaded word again: don't.
Only this time it's not directed at Kara, but rather inward, a silent scold towards Lena herself, combating the flush of desire written clear across Lena's cheeks. But then, almost as soon as it appears, it's eclipsed by a sudden hardening of Lena's gaze, now resolute as Lena comes to a conclusion known only to her.
Kara stares as Lena marches towards her, determined and unflinching. She barely has the time to grin before her arms are full of Lena, and warm hands sandwich her face fiercely as she's kissed long and deep.
When Lena comes up for air, breathless words come tumbling out.
"You're fired," she says. Their foreheads rest together, and Lena's hands have yet to move from where her thumbs rub gently against Kara's cheeks.
Now, Kara does grin.
"About time," she growls, and pulls Lena into another searing kiss. Kara senses the eyes on them, but doesn't bother to look to see if Lex's is among them.
Screw them, Kara thinks, savoring the taste of Lena's lips and the glide of their tongues together.
Screw them all.
#supercorp#alt Assistant au#I have few snippets I'll also add#but this is the main plot#hope you enjoyed!#lemme know what you think!#pls and thank you
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Dear Hawkeye fandom, pls write a fic about the end of freefall where Clint gets the help he needs, and I will draw you 3 whole Clints. Perhaps even a Bucky and Clint kissing
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dreams | rhett abbott x reader
summary: rhett asks if reader ever wants to move out of their apartment, and before either of them know it, they’re planning out a future together.
word count: ~1.4k
warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, my usual in depth cuddle descriptions because i am not normal, rhett getting to feel loved uwu, rhett being romantic because he IS i just know
a/n: this was completely unplanned, i was just yearning so hard an entire fic fell out
You’re curled up against Rhett’s chest, his cheek resting against the top of your head as he idly trails his fingers up and down the length of your spine.
“You ever think about leaving this place?” he asks.
“Wabang?”
“No.” A chuckle. “Well, yeah. But I just meant the apartment.” You hum in understanding, fingertips idly dancing along his side.
“Yeah. I wouldn’t mind living in a bigger place. Maybe a house someday.”
“Any chance I’m in that house with you?”
“Of course you are. There’s a little spot for you to curl up at the foot of my bed and everything.” Laughter rumbles in his chest and he leans down to nip harmlessly at the shell of your ear.
“Mean.”
You giggle and hide your face against his chest. He can feel you smiling against his skin. Despite your transgression, Rhett reaches up to play with your hair and you let out a contented sigh.
“There’s no house without you in it,” you say after a moment. It catches him a little off guard. Sure, he likes to think he plays a part in your fantasies about the future, but it’s something else to hear that he’s a fixture in them. Something clenches near his heart–– a beautiful ache that comes from a missing piece sliding home.
“Tell me more about it?” he asks, feeling suddenly a little vulnerable. You nose affectionately at his chest and pull him a little closer
“It’s got a lot of light. It’s big, but not too big, like, you can’t get lost in it. We wouldn’t need that kind of space. Mostly it just feels open and bright, you know? Lots of sun. Our bedroom has its own bathroom so I can listen to you sing to yourself in the shower.” Rhett lets out a quiet snort.
“Thought you did that anyway.”
“Yeah but now I can do it lying down. It’s a game changer.”
You’re funny, Rhett thinks. People don’t notice that enough. “Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…” Your head bobs a little with his gentle laughter.
“Go on.”
“We have a big ol’ bathtub–– one where we both fit.”
“Sexy.” He can’t help himself. You pinch his side, but he can still feel you smiling..
“We have a big yard. Maybe even big enough to keep horses, if you wanted.”
“What about a dog?”
“Well we’d have to get two, so they can have a friend.”
“Agreed.”
“What about you? What are you adding?” Rhett thinks for a moment.
“Nice deck. Rocking chairs or a porch swing so we can sit out and watch the stars at night.” You let out a happy little sound, and he can tell you’re picturing it. “Lots of blankets out there. You can get nice n’ cozy and I’ll bring us out hot toddies.” Rhett knows he’s not playing exactly by the rules of the game, but he’s starting to get lost in the idea of a future with you–– one that you seem to already be counting on. “The dogs like to sit by our feet. At least one of ‘em’s too big to sit in your lap, but you let ‘em anyway because you’re soft on ‘em.” He smiles. “Guess I probably am, too.”
You’ve always loved Rhett’s voice. It’s sexy as hell, sure, but it’s also unbelievably calming. Paired with his arms wrapped around you, it’s positively lethal. But he’s so wrapped up in the fantasy you two are creating, he doesn’t notice the way your breathing evens out or your grip on his waist starts to slacken.
“Once it gets too cold we head inside and you tell me just to leave the mugs in the sink because you don’t wanna go up to the bedroom by yourself even if it’s just for a few minutes. Our bedroom is big, but it’s cozy. You picked out most of the furniture but you always tell everyone I helped. I built our bed frame, though. You like to brag about that.” He knows he’s right because you still tell everyone you know about the end table he made for your living room last year. When he starts speaking again, he hardly realizes what he’s saying. It just starts to flow out of him.
“I ask you to marry me in that bed. I got a ring and a proposal all planned out but you have to go and look so beautiful one night that my plans go right out the window. I take you out for a walk like I was going to, though, and get down on one knee. You don’t even let me get up, you practically tackle me to the ground saying yes again. Maybe we get married out in the yard or we find some place pretty to go. But I think the ceremony happens outside; that feels right. We make Amy the flower girl even if she’s not a kid anymore. I’m crying the whole damn time and I don’t care who sees. You hold my hand even if we’re not supposed to.” He isn’t sure if that’s a rule–– he thinks maybe it isn’t–– but he knows you’d break it if there was one.
“I know we haven’t talked about kids, but…” Finally Rhett catches himself. “Well, I guess I’m getting a little carried away, there, huh?” For the first time in several minutes, he realizes you haven’t said a word. He nudges his nose against the crown of your head. “Sweetheart?” You shift a little bit, saying nothing. Rhett can’t help but laugh when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep. He leans back just enough to drag his thumb gently underneath your eye. “Sweetheart,” he tries again, a little louder.
“Mmm?” The sheets rustle as you start to wake, the sounds of a slow inhale as it fills your lungs. “Rhett?”
“Hey, sleepyhead,” and he thinks that maybe he’s never loved you so much as he does now. It’s not the first time he’s felt it–– he falls more in love with you every damn day. But his chest is full of something honey-thick, and warm. Your groggy expression is the sweetest thing he’s ever seen. “Think you fell asleep.” You blink some of the sleep from your eyes.
“Oh fuck!” you swear through a yawn. Your eyes seem bigger than ever when you peer up at him apologetically. “I’m sorry, baby. It’s just you were playing with my hair and your voice is so soothing and––”
“It’s okay,” he says softly, “it was kinda cute.”
“No, but I wanna hear what you were saying!”
“You’re tired, honey. Let’s go to sleep and I’ll tell you in the morning.”
“No,” you say, wiggling out of his embrace and sitting up. “I wanna hear everything. No details skipped.” Rhett only smiles up at you, expression growing mischievous, lips sealed tight.
“Here,” you say, oblivious to the fact that he’d do anything you asked. “You can put your head in my lap. I’ll play with your hair. But you have to tell me everything I missed.” He chuckles and tucks his head against your thigh. His eyes flutter shut and a happy sigh leaves him as you begin to card your fingers through his hair.
“Where’d I lose you?”
“I let the big dogs sit on my lap.” He grins up at you, eyes peeking open.
“Oh good, so you missed the proposal.” You freeze.
“The what?”
“You heard me.” And the smug bastard has the nerve to shut his eyes again, settling back into your lap.
“Rhett Abbott, you open your eyes right now.”
“Hmm… nope.” You tug at his hair but he just lets out a contented groan. He can’t see you glaring at him, and it’s hard to keep it up when your heart is threatening to melt down into nothing and kill you. You think that maybe you’ve never loved Rhett as much as you do in this very moment.
“Did you mean it?” you ask, voice suddenly small. Rhett opens his eyes, expression serious now.
“Yeah, I did.”
“And you’re not even gonna tell me?” you cry. He smiles and turns his head to press a kiss against your tummy.
“I’ll tell you everything else. I promise. But some things ought to be a surprise, don’t you think?” You let out a huff, but it’s all fondness.
“Okay, so I’m a pushover with the dogs, and?”
“You leave the mugs in the sink overnight because you can’t stand to be without me, even for a second.” You give him a look, but you know it’s true.
Luckily, if everything goes to plan, you won’t have to.
#rhett abbott x reader#rhett abbott imagine#rhett abbott#rhett abbott x you#outer range imagine#lewis pullman x reader#nobody perceive me#pls and thank you
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Mentally, I'm still here
#insomniac spider man#insomniac spider man spoilers#peter parker#harry osborn#parksborn#also someone needs to make a compilation of peter saying “harry”#pls and thank you
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I need someone to do how the redacted boys would react if their partner hung up without saying I love you
#pls and thank you#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted sam#redacted vincent#redacted lasko#redacted david#redacted asher#redacted shaw pack#redacted vampires#redacted damn crew
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Hi I’m Shay and I like sharing my titties :)
Hope that’s ok :3
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kinda wanted to read some damn John Dutton fic pls but there's only ones of young john which is fine or whatever but like… don't be cowards… give me the peepaw fics. john dutton is a gilf and the fandom needs to own it I just need a fix pls and stop making Beth so whiny in fanfiction she's a boss an icon if you will but more importantly I need the older john dutton fics like rn rn
#john dutton#yellowstone#beth dutton#rip#rip wheeler#kayce dutton#jamie dutton#teeter#Yellowstone fanfic#Yellowstone x reader#who's ass do i gotta eat for some of that john dutton smut#but like not only smut ya know like with some plot#she needs to be a little girthy with the angst and fluff#pls and thank you
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endless alba 21/∞
#alba baptista#warrior nun#avatrice#albabaptistaedit#avatriceedit#ava silva#i have run out of words#there are no words left#her face is just....#i need her face in every movie and show i watch#pls and thank you#myedits
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I think she is gonna wear the ring every time except for professional photos.
Do we think she is gonna be at gabby’s next game ? And do we think she is gonna stay with gabby until she has to go to Türkiye for Mersin ?
I think you're right and she'll wear it everywhere but the basket setting.
She's definitely going to the next game, it's against NY so she'll see her friends. Can we have another Sab-Jojo photo?
I believe Jojo spent the two weeks after the Olympics with her family, so it would be reasonable for her to stay with Gabby until they have to leave for Turkey.
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Toto Wolff I have a lil blonde for you from a mistreated team I think you’ll love to have for the billionth 3rd driver 🙏
#pls and thank you#f1#formula 1#logan sargeant#come on go for a lunch and paparazzi-ed or something#toto wolff
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Im Close to 1000 followers!!
So i was thinking to sponsor my second account so btw 😅😅👉👈......for who don't know I created my second account of tumblr,if someone want to suporting me you can follow me there too.
On my second account I do another fandom of "ultraman rising" and....shiping myself with kenji sato.
If someone want to follow me for my art or for ultraman rising fan-girl,i will love too.
(pls i feel alone on the other account 🥲🥲)
Here my other account 👇👇👇tagging
My second account: @sivychan-creep
Thankssss! 💖
#pls pls pls#pls follow me#follow my other account#pls and thank you#sivy-chan-art#sivy-chan-blog#sivychan-creep
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Who knew all it took to get me out of my drawing slump was a glowing lizard
A sort-of screenshot redraw of this bit in the trailer:
#qualxon art#art#digital art#fanart#godzilla fanart#godzilla#godzilla x kong: the new empire#this film looks like it's gonna be real silly and I'm here for it#like yes pls give me kong throwing hands using a robotic arm brace and Godzilla sprinting like a madman#pls and thank you
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lewis' instagram story 03.09.23
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