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This is so beautiful and took a lot of patience!!! ✊

my bsf update yayyyy!!!

we had a sleepover and we did a bunch of fun stuff together and she held my hand during our walk and she was extra cuddly last night.

cuddles went like this:

First she had her thigh between my legs and mine between hers, her hand in between us against my thigh and then her head on my chest.

Then she shifted a bit but it was pretty much the same things except her hands were around my waist and on my chest and my hands were on her neck/shoulder and petting her head.

We also talked about what would happen if I got leukemia, what we would be reincarnated as, and who the seven dwarves are. She was telling me to go to bed while I tried to look up the names of the dwarves and I said "shut up im gonna kiss you." And she said "woah I might like that." BITCH I WENT SPEECHLESS. then we were like making kissing sounds at eachother. Then we were calling eachother faggots and homosexuals and girl kissers (she said "I am a girl kisser >:)") then we were talking about sexuality or whatever. Then there was like a comfortable silence but I asked her what celebrity she would marry of she could marry any and she said "shut up. Go to sleep" and I was like "okay 😔". Then we spooned and she kept pressing into me. At one point we were facing eachother and our faces were really close and I really really really wanted to kiss her. But i didnt. Ugh. I think we kept going like in and out of consciousness together because when I did something her body often responded. She kept pushing back against me which was like making my heart explode. And then we woke up since one of our phones went off but it was the slow kind of waking up. I gave like little half kisses on her neck and shoulder and she seemed to like that. And then I booped her and she giggled 🤭. And then she laid on her back and we cuddled some more. And then she said I had to get up to let my dog out and I was like "ugh fine" but I wasn't really getting up I just sat up to like gently straddle her and her hands were on my thighs and DHAIKFJSHAHFISKDJID I might actually be in love 😭

Sorry for the long post im in love 😔

In another life maybe

Some pilot!harvey doodles while i was studying.

OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! I on;y just saw this, but oh my god oh my god oh my god!!!!!!!! They’re so cute together!!!! Thank you so damn much!!!!

Hiya! I absolutely adore your art style - I thought I was following you but apparently not, so that’s been fixed lol.

I saw your art requests were open and you allowed OCs, so I thought I might ask if you’d wanna draw my OC Juniper (with Wild or Legend?)?

Thanks in advance, and I hope you have a wonderful day!

Thank you so much!! You're so sweet <3

I absolutely loved reading about her !!

for floatedheart | [happy holidays you beautiful human]

cora/lydia girls-in-a-band-au: tired girls in a grungy van, endless tours and making out in bar bathrooms. sleeping on beaches, fighting at tollbooths, and all of it’s worth it when they step on stage.

Damian Al-Ghoul had no interest in starting a family. He had blood ties and that was more than enough.

Damian Wayne, right? He fully and completely agrees to be in a large family.

He is glad to have these near-kinship ties that exist only because of a common purpose and stories created together.

Perhaps Damian even admits to himself that he loves his family, and is glad to see them all at the estate.

But he would never say that, because catching all the family members in the estate at once was an almost impossible task.

His father clearly has tendencies that flare up every time one of his siblings leaves the estate.

Damian really knew and understood this best of all, and was ready to accept a new brother into the family who tried to bite the Father while he tried to examine the child’s injuries.

"He'll be a good addition to the family," the thought flashed.

The boy somehow managed to escape, and judging by the way his father ran, it is worth asking Alfred to prepare a new room.

He was reaching for his communicator when his father returned, holding the baby by the scruff of the neck like a kitten, and tossed it into the Batmobile.

The baby hissed at them, and it sounded more and more like the wild cats Damian found.

He was tempted to give the child a treat, and cover his head with a cloak, so that he would calm down and the trip to the estate would be easier.

But it was at least weird and more likely to cause more negativity, so Damian restrained himself.

He handed it to the child, who was shouting at the Father in a strange mixture of Japanese and Celtic.

A protein bar filled with honey calmed him down a little, and he sat quietly enough in the back seat to worry.

Damian really hoped something would come of it.

headcanons for the employers have somehow turned into a crossover with de skills

came up with a gwen prompt and ran here as fast as i possibly could, like i said i would hehe

gwen x reader not dating but both have feelings for each other on set, goofing around, reader trying to make gwen laugh and vice versa, thought this could be kind of cute :)

and here I thought that I'd have to wait a while before getting a request from you again ;)

Blooper Reels

Pairing: Gwendoline Christie x Reader

Word Count: 523

A/N: Now this is just a quick one because I have to leave soon, but bonus points to you if you know what show these bloopers are from ;)

Working with Gwen had been a dream of yours when you started acting and you couldn’t believe that you landed a role where you'd play her lover on screen. It was hard being professional at times but at some times you did let your feelings come out to play (for the plot of course) and with the way Gwen received your actions albeit through 'acting' you thought maybe she felt the same.

Before filming started, Gwen had invited you over to her house for dinner. It was sweet of her. She wanted to make sure you were comfortable with her and in all honesty, you were. Gwen was sweet and protective of you. She knew you were still a bit new to the film industry and she just wanted to make sure you knew that you could trust her if you ever had issues on set. It made your heart swell in your chest.

Ever since that dinner, you two were attached at the hip on set. If you weren't busy, you'd watch Gwen film and vise versa. In scenes with each other, you'd make each other laugh on purpose or try to get the other to break character first.

One day, you two had to film outside and it was at this moment that you two were filming a kissing scene.

It was in the middle of the woods, and there were mosquitoes everywhere. Gwen was about to lean into the kiss but you spotted a mosquito on her head. Before she could make a move you quickly slapped her on the side of the head.

"Sorry! Sorry, there was a mosquito on your head…"

Gwen just laughed and nodded in understanding, "Thank you love."

Another time, you two were filming a scene in a car. It was where your characters had a yelling fight against one another. Gwen's character held family secrets from your character.

"Did you know the whole time?! Where I was?! Who I was from?!"

You paused. Wait what? 

"'Who I was from'? 'Who I was from'? God…what?"

Gwen died laughing in the seat next to you as you banged your head against the steering wheel of the car.

Then there was a scene where you two had to film with your other co-star. They were somewhat an antagonist of the show.

The scene starts off with you and the other co-star behind closed doors. Then Gwen was to run into your arms as you reunite. Before the cameras started filming, you and your co-star thought it'd be funny to start off hugging as the door opened.

"And….action!"

The doors opened to you and your co-star hugging. When you noticed Gwen patiently waiting for you, you threw your co-star off of you and the blonde ran into your arms.

After a few moments, all of you started laughing, Gwen shooed your other co-star away, "Go away!"

Another time, you were doing a close up shot while reciting a monologue. When it wrapped up, the cameras still rolling, Gwen came up and picked you up, setting you on her waist before waving to the camera,

"That's a wrap!"

her eyes 🥺🥺🥺

vampire girly Mara <3

shut up and drive for @taegularities 

(via spookydonutzinetree, spookydonutzinetree, itsnevermindgay)

Whoop whoop 😼 (Need him)

season 7 episode 8 juggalo

well, i would let myself ruin by him everytime 🤭 i just love this and your writing wow. i would be so happy if you continue. i can’t wait for more

And Comes Dawn.

Pairing: sauron/halbrand x reader, more pairings in the future to be tagged

Summary: In all beings, there exists darkness. when the deciver finds one who seems to defy this, he becomes obsessed with finding it within her. and if he can't find it, he will ruin her himself.

Tags/Warnings: clichés abound, opposites attract, sauron being evil but also hot but also evil, no use of y/n. This is pretty barebones. There's not much to tag, I don't think.

Notes: there was a lot of interest in this when I made a post. This is not super duper long and a Lil choppy but I wanna see what people think. Lemme know if you like it. If I should continue it. I have a lot of ideas. It's all written and edited on my phone so I'm sorry if it looks bad or mistakes were made.

The wind from the sea felt nice on his face. After so many years spent as nothing more than mud and slime, it was nice to feel. Feel anything. Freedom, independence, revenge. His plan to create order and heal the world would come to fruition. Being stuck on a ship with these men was worth that price. They were like bugs. If he wanted to, he could squash them and feel nothing. Though there was one who spoke to him kindly as a mentor would, and there was the ever so slight stirring of emotions he presumed were long dead. The old man was enough to make him question what it was he desired. Did he want to be good? Did he want a fresh start? What about his plans? The desire for order was there, the want to heal the world and bring peace, but would he get that through evil, through deceit and violence? Or could that be obtained another way? He continued to stare over the vast ocean as the wheels in his head turned, and he waged a war inside himself.

"It's beautiful, is it not?" A voice broke through the silence of the night.

He turned sharply, greeted by the image of a young woman. You were beautiful. He noticed it right away. Never had he looked at a human and thought they were beautiful. The thought was usually reserved for elves, but you were different. He could tell just by looking. You were soft, gentle, pure. There was a light to you that permeated all of your features.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. We have more food tonight than expected, and you had been on your own so long before finding us. I supposed you might be hungry." You held up a bowl for him, which he accepted with a nod.

"Thank you. I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Halbrand."

You smiled softly back at him, giving him your name and taking a few small steps towards him. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

He watched you. It was curious. Everyone here was gruff and rude, not wanting to help a stranger, yet you brought him a bowl of soup instead of keeping it for yourself. He watched as you looked up at the stars and how they were reflected back in your eyes. Humans didn't often intrigue him, but you did.

He leaned back against the railing of the boat with his arms crossed, but before he could speak to ask his question, you spoke.

"The stars are beautiful, aren't they? The light against the immense darkness. It reminds us that there is light in all things. Even in the darkest of times, there is hope."

"Your people were just slaughtered by orcs. You're on the run. Hope in the stars seems pretty useless." His eyes watched you with keen interest.

"Hope is never useless. Without it, all is lost." The earnestness in your voice further fueled his curiosity.

"And what do you hope for in times like this?"

"A new start. A place to start fresh..."

"Yes," he interrupted, "That is what all hope for, but what do you hope a new place or fresh start will do? What do you want from it?"

"I want a safe place to lay my head. I want to live without shame. I want fresh air and to grow my food and I want music and I want laughter. I want to drink tea with my friends. I want to love and feel the wind on my face. I want happiness. I want peace." You smiled and closed your eyes as you pictured this serene future.

He watched you, his brows furrowed. You were odd, but he wasn't sure if that was a bad thing as of yet.

"You have a lot of this hope. It's almost oozing out of you. I can almost taste it." He took a step towards you. "As if there is no evil out there."

"There is evil, yes, but there is good. Do we despair because there is evil or have hope because there is good? I do not think there is truly anything that is created evil. Evil is only when the good is taken from someone, and if you're able to take it, then it's able to be taken back." Your eyes had opened, and you looked up at him.

"I doubt you'd believe that if you knew the evil I'd done."

"Thousands of years ago, the people of the southlands sided with Morgoth. Our ancestors fought alongside the most evil being to ever exist. Most would say that the things our people did were deplorable and worthy of the worst shame. But I look upon my home, I look upon the people I have grown with, and I do not see evil. The people here, I am but a stranger to them. I have yet to meet most of them, but they took me in, as they did you. If my ancestors were evil, they could not have created such good."

“Whatever evil you did, it can be forgiven. You can do good, be good.” You moved closer to him, placing a gentle hand on his arm. The feeling brought a sense of warmth that he had not felt since before he joined Morgoth, when he went by a different name. His eyes traveled down to where your hand rested, and you dropped it back to your side. He'd found himself missing the feeling.

"Your ancestors did do evil, though. They did plenty of evil things. Just as I have."

"Did they do evil out of the desire to be evil? Or did they do evil to protect those they loved? Were they born that way, destined to be only evil? Were you made evil? Or was it thrust upon you in a moment of hopelessness? Does every being have the capability to do both good and evil?"

He was left stunned at what you said, it took longer than usual for him to come up with a response. He wet his lips, looking over the ocean for a moment before looking at you once more. Your hair was gently blowing in the breeze of the ocean and he found the sight captivating. His intuition told him you were telling the truth, that you believed the words you were saying with your whole being. How could that be? There had to be some darkness that motivated you, that tainted your soul.

Everyone had darkness.

His mind played over the interaction long after it had happened. He wanted to feel that warmth again. You were a puzzle, a mystery. He would not know peace until he figured out what darkness was inside you because surely there had to be something. It was one of the many things that plagued his mind late at night. He watched as you slept peacefully. You were rows and rows down from him, but he could zoom in on your form. He watched your chest rise and fall, the calm of your features. You were a mystery that he had to solve.

This was what was on his mind when the worm attacked. He needed to know you. Even now, he watched as you attempted to help an elderly woman stuck under a beam instead of rushing to safety yourself. He couldn't bring himself to save the old man, but his fingers wrapped around the relic, and as water rushed the ship, he lept over and shielded your body with his.

He couldn't let you die. He had to understand you, to know you, to find out what motivated you, he would find your inner darkness.

And if he couldn't, he'd ruin you instead.