#in case you missed it :)

[captain-flint]

He's so confident, you know? He's interesting. He has a cleft.

[leche-flandom]

okay violence is not the answer etc etc...that fist pump though? UGH we're gonna see that airbrushed above a teary eyed bald eagle on the back of so many ripped sleeve spring break t shirts for the rest of our goddamn lives

[holidayhearrt]

[budgie2budgie]

i love how he looks in blender... 😭

[hohfics]

A Matter of Life and Death - Chapter 9/9 - Korra x Asami

AO3 | Korra x Asami | Rated M | Canon Divergence

The sculpture in Avatar Korra park stood three stories high, fists clenched, her left boot elevated, purveying the skyline, and for the first time, gaze alight. Once jade eyes beaming an ethereal blue from into the Republic City night. 

Citizens enjoying the quiet balmy evening found their gazes lifting skyward at Avatar Aang’s statue, on an island a hundred miles away, responded in kind. Eyes blazing, his arrow tattoos had opened and cut bright in the dark. Every likeness, every carving, every soft toy plushie of their beloved former avatar lit up. Ikki almost fell off her father’s bed when she saw that old family photos of smiling Aang flashed with blue streaks, alongside Korra’s pouting wanted poster’s.

At The High Temple in the Fire Nation, sages fell to their knees as the eyes of Roku started to radiate from all the tapestries and effigies.

The ancient oak carving on Kyoshi island beamed brightly, the villagers gawping up at it had a litany of reactions, the most extreme of which involved a man who had an entire body, foaming-at-the-mouth fit of praise.

An air acolyte posted at the Southern Air Temple had much the same reaction when the spiral of idols in the Hall of Avatars started to glow, one by one until finally a tendril of illumination crawled from the base of Wan’s statue, filling the markings of Raava behind him. 

In the Spirit World, Korra stood at the bottom of the golden escalator as her past lives stepped forward to embrace her. Aang began the ceremony of reconnection with a thumb to her forehead and heart chakra, but others favoured hand shakes and shoulder touches until, finally, Avatar Wan ran at her full tilt, arms open, grin wide, grey body filling with colour for but a moment as he wrapped his soul around her, and like the others disappeared back into the ether.

Over a hundred lifetimes and thousands of years filled Korra’s periphery, the inundation of knowledge and power percolated through her being and became focused in a single burst of the Avatar state. She lifted from the ground, blue of her eyes almost blindingly white, the spirits drew ever closer, water pulsed for miles around, heat kissed the skin of everyone near and the earth rumbled. 

[louistomlinsoncouk]

Louis wore a top gifted to him by a fan recently - 29/2

[runningonsunshineandspite]

I wish there were more fanfictions where Ravi and Buck fuck as friends and

Eddie walks in like:

Excuse me you're fucking my man

Ravi: is he your man? I don't see your name on him

Eddie: and who would do that

Buck: do what?

Eddie: put their name on a man

Ravi, pushing Buck down to his knees: someone who really wanted him

[littlebosslady7]

This Twitter handle (src)

LVM Season 3 sneak peeks coming this summer. Full season coming in Fall.

[self-spaghettification]

TDP NEWS

Villads made this post last tuesday

Judging from the promo images of the Shards and the icy themed N with a snowy background…

Looks like he could be working on the season 6 trailer?

And judging by Aaron’s tweets a few weeks ago + Wondercon Q&A, looks like the trailer, poster, and/or new reflections content is coming very soon….

[keepingupwithzaynmalik]

Zayn and Morgan Burtwistle (AngryGinge) playing video games on Twitch yesterday

[affixjoy]

[tethys-the-aquatic-sea-godness]

don't know why that wasn't a piece of lore available in BG3 since we have an actual former chosen as companion there probably thought it was too much reading

[drilpencils]

(cartoon by schulz, dialog by dril)

[hohfics]

i’m rereading To The Brink and boy does Good Luck Babe by Chappell Roan fit it to a TEE

Omg yes it does!

When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night

With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife!

And when you think about me, all of those years ago

You're standing face to face with "I told you so"

To The Brink | Korra x Asami | Rated M

(Bonus fic)

[ronearoundblindly]

Ro's Monthly Edit

April 7th, 2024 - May 5th, 2024

In case you missed any of the new posted content this month, here's a handy-dandy list with short excerpts and links to all of them!

Warning: while none of the snippets are themselves explicit, a good number of the writings this month were 18+ only. Please read all warnings at the beginning of each post, and minors, please stick with works included in the Light Masterlist.

*I've only added excerpts of the two dirty headcanon asks that were written in a narrative/story style. The rest are on the list linked below.

Various Dirty Headcanons (see full list) featuring characters: Steve Rogers, Ransom Drysdale, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Johnny Storm, Ari Levinson, Jimmy Dobyne, and Curtis Everett

Big Girls Don't Cry, from It Had To Be You (explicit) CEO!Steve Rogers x assistant/co-CEO!Reader

Steve sees you shiver and scrambles to find the blanket, tucking it around you but not giving you space to hide your face. He cups your cheek so you can't cover your eyes either, thumb sweeping across the wet streaks left behind, asking if you're ready to talk to him about it, but you shake your head. "I love you," you do say. "I just hate you a little right now."

Dirty Water, from Sun, Salt, and Shield (explicit) Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

Even in the very low light of damp room, he could see the lavender of your stare drop to his crotch. "You sing too?" Steve's an idiot. He didn't understand yet, so that dumbass actually began humming 'You Are My Sunshine' because nothing else occurred to him. Then he noticed your tail glowing beneath the scales. Then he realized you were pressing yourself to his legs. Aaaand then Steve Rogers looked down your body to witness his knee disappearing in a spongy spot where the armoring swelled apart. Oh god.

Untitled Ask, from Sun, Salt, and Shield Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

The most heart-warming thing Steve teaches you is the hug. So simple. So reminiscent of your first meeting. If you lay your head on his chest, your face can remain underwater to breathe and hold onto Steve indefinitely, and he's tried. The longest he's gone is five straight hours of just you two holding each other, brushing his thumb over your cheek, giving you soft back rubs, getting gentle back scratches from you, and loving every second. Sometimes he just talks to you, even when he knows you can't understand most of the words. It's shocking how much gets across by emotion and intonation alone. You squeeze him a little tighter when he's telling you a sad story, and you rub your forehead into his sternum when he laughs at something.

Pirate & Pin Cushion, part two (see JJ Masterlist) Jake Jensen x gn!ops!Reader

“Don’t worry, PC, they got you the good stuff. Heavy duty meds. Nothing but the best.” “PC?” you croak. Jake smirks warily. “For Pin Cushion. Eh, I’m test-driving it,” he shrugs. “You smile pretty.” Pink floods Jake’s cheeks. “Thank you?” Using all your might and concentration, your hand moves to his. “You got thick arms.”

Pirate & Pin Cushion, finale (see JJ Masterlist) Jake Jensen x gn!ops!Reader

“I’D KNOWN YOU FOR TWO WEEKS,” you explode, bolting out of your own seat. “Yeah,” Jake squeaks, “I know.” “Two weeks, and then you taped me saying ‘I love you?’” “But, like—“ his usually deep timbre pitches super high “…did you?” “Why would you just sit on that, Jake?!” “You weren’t exactly sober.” He shrugs.

Lease, one-shot (see SR One-Shots Masterlist) Steve Rogers x best friend!roommate!reader

“You don’t have to put photos,” Sam assures, “and you can stick with your first name only. I swear to you, man, this’ll be good for you. Get you out there more. Help me out here, Tagalong!” He turns to you for support. To be fair, you did quite literally tag along with your parents for years to the VA, and it stuck. Why it sticks as a grown-ass adult? You’ll never know. You just don’t mind Sam Wilson saying it because he means well and never uses it in public. “Uh, nooooo.” Sam’s face falls. “What?” You look at Steve and grimace, clicking your tongue. “He’s not ready for that,” you conclude. Steve jumps out of the chair, arms wide with victory. “THAT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN SAYING!”

No Promises, part one (explicit, darkfic) (see LH Masterlist) Lloyd Hansen x rival assassin!Reader

Easy pickings is what this guy is. All Lloyd has to do is make it look like the middle-aged, fake-tanned Pillsbury Doughboy down there had a heart attack…which might actually happen at the rate his target is shoveling antipasto down his gullet. Lloyd wipes his own mouth in disgust. The women have the right idea though, especially the one in the yellow bikini. His target looks like a desperate and lonely man, whether flashing around wealth or not, so leech away, ladies. Enjoy the free ride while it lasts.

No Promises, part two (explicit, darkfic) (see LH Masterlist) Lloyd Hansen x rival assassin!Reader

Lloyd keeps his steps forward into the room slow and casual, though his ire is obvious. He stops halfway across the carpet, unzips his leather jacket, and tosses it onto the foot of the bed. He seems surprised when you strut over without hesitation; he hasn’t handed over any weapons, but you haven’t asked for a reason. Lloyd’s reputation is cocky, commanding, and curious—in that order—so he won’t start speculating till it’s too late. Indeed, what possible harm could you inflict wearing this lil’ ol’ thing, huh?

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

[dolcevenus777]

am i a sentimental girl or just a teenager