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Reblog if you would get in line to receive a random Pokemon crochet ✋ Like to admire from afar 💙
put max and franco in one room and they will end up yapping for hours
🧡 INTEREST CHECK 🧡
Unseen Memories: A SFW KinnPorsche fanzine is opening an interest check!
Check it out here!
Keep an eye out for more information! Let us know if you have any questions here or on Retrospring ^^
Does anyone else want like a queer platonic partner/roommate? Like you live together but separate rooms and spaces but you can cuddle and maybe kiss and …other stuff 👀 but like queer platonic roommates
that's so freaking pretty and I love it and I so wanna see more PLEASE 🙏
httyManta anyone?
Little au I'm cooking up
Yes Please Gentlemen 🔥😉
SOME ART OF OF @nikoco11’s cool epic ocs !!1!! space yuri….
they are very neat i love the lil alien esp my fav,,,,,
alts under cut !!
When you tell a really corny pun to your friends:
6 YEARS of Smile For Me approaches! Let's take a little walk ~~
DOWN LIMBO LANE 📣🌼🙂
An Art Collaboration, now open to ALL LimboLane games! More info below ⤵️
As LL's community grows with their new games, @kiwicartwheels and I are extending our annual "Smile For Me” fan collab to “Great God Grove” & “Face Love”!
This means your art piece can feature any of these games! Focus on one, or two, ALL - Canon, Crossovers, GO HAM!!!!
This'll be a DIGITAL GALLERY rather than a Zine, where your work will be hosted on a site - just like last year's Collab!
ANYONE CAN JOIN!!! Next week we'll post a form where you can submit your art piece until a deadline set in May :-)
Any extra info, like the hard deadline, guidelines & more will be in the form. If you have any questions beforehand, feel free to send me an ask here!
Thanks for reading!!! We’re super excited, SEE YA SOON!! 🌼
"come home and see my girl cave :)" I say flirtily. You agree, imagining a rec room with some couches and maybe a few vintage consoles. I lead you down into the basement, where I have carved out a slimy grotto with its own ecosystem. by the time you see me dive into the water and come up with a fish in my teeth, it's too late. You want to fuck me so badly.
"Boys at school never looks at me. Taylor's the one they look at." But make it haikyuu.
Hinata - "Kageyama is the one they look at."
He is the talented setter, the genius, the extremely hard working volleyball player. Because of whom Hinata came into limelight. Without whom, Hinata is useless.
Until,
"Shouyou-kun, I'll set for you one day."
The first one to offer him.
You know, the Mafin scene today could be the start of their reconciliation. I think this tweet (google translated below) is spot on and I can totally see this happening: Mafin discussion is coming, with Fina complaining to Marta that why she ignores her, that she doesn't even look at her and behaves as if nothing had happened between them. Marta says something to her like "do you know why I don't look at you? because if I look at you, I'm going to lose my composure. If I look into your eyes all I'm going to want is to caress you and kiss you and know that I can't. That's why I don't look at you, so as not to fall into temptation and not let it show how much I love you and that I can't forget you, no matter how hard I try, so I prefer not to look at you, it's easier to cope with that immense pain. I feel immensely inside for not being able to be with you." Source: gini__us on Twitter I picture a busy Marta working late in her office and an upset Fina confronting her there. Or another late night run in in the kitchen? Marta is there first, Fina walks in, Marta tries to leave but Fina grabs her arm, etc. The second option is less likely but I've been wanting another Mafin kitchen scene so that's more wishful thinking. What do y'all think?
Also, Jaime said today that he has a conference in however many days so there's finally hope for some Mafin alone time!!
Yes, absolutely yes.
Oscar Isaac + Kissing
Star Wars Episode IX (2019) || Scenes From A Marrige (2021) || The Card Counter (2021) || A Most Violent Year (2014)
Taglist: @the-little-ewok @fisforfulcrum @mypedrom @prettylilhalforc
Bucky who’s really good at calming u from bad dreams cause he gets them all the time himself🙂↕️🙂↕️ he knows all the tricks
aerial u literally sent this in yesterday and I already wrote it .. um I may have gotten a lil excited oops
bucky barnes x fem!reader, 1.1k words
Bucky has had his fair share of nightmares. For years he suffered through them alone — every night without fail, he’d wake trembling and sweating, swallowed up in the pitch black, his heart thudding so loud it was all he could hear. He’d either stay awake until morning or force himself back to sleep only to relive it all over again.
These days he has you, and it’s better. The nightmares haven’t ceased, though they’ve lessened significantly. And on the nights when he does wake up with his heart in his throat, you’re always there, either peacefully asleep next to him or half awake, reaching for him in the dark like you can read his mind. Sometimes you’re awake enough to rub his back or give him a half asleep hug. It helps more than Bucky would ever admit to you.
Tonight’s different. Bucky wakes up not to his own trembling, but to yours instead. You’re sitting up in bed, stiff as a board but shaking like a leaf. Bucky, a light sleeper at the best of times, is on you like a hawk.
He says your name and rushes to sit up, giving himself a wave of vertigo for a few seconds. He blinks it away, eyelids heavy and body heavier. His hand finds your back in the dark. “Honey, are you okay?”
It’s a dumb question. You’re shaking all over and he thinks he can hear you crying, though he can’t properly see your face. He feels you turn towards him and manages to find your arm, wrapping his hand around it.
“Sorry,” you whisper. Your voice trembles, too. It splits Bucky’s heart clean in half.
“What’re you sorry for?” He murmurs, not expecting an answer. He rubs your arm, not harsh but rough enough to help with your shakes. He gives your bicep a squeeze. “Bad dream?”
Your silhouette nods. “Yeah,” you say thickly.
Bucky hums. “Okay,” he says softly. The quiet fear in your voice panics him, but he keeps his head for your sake. “You’re okay, I’m here. Do you want to talk about it?”
He’s pretty sure talking about it helps, or at least it has for him, though he knows the feeling of wanting to forget the dream ever happened, rather than having to relive it by talking about it. He lets you decide.
“Um,” you swallow hard and scrub at your cheeks with the back of your hand. “Not right now?”
Bucky wants badly to take your face in both hands and wipe your tears for you, but his other arm is on the dresser across the room, the dim moonlight reflecting on the smooth metal. He doesn’t feel like getting up, not when you’re this upset. Instead he pushes his good hand over the hill of your shoulder and finds your jaw.
His thumb slips over the apple of your cheek where he pushes away a few rogue tears. “Okay, that’s alright, doll. Do you want a hug?”
You nod viciously. “Yeah, please.”
Bucky gets his hand on your shoulder and tugs you towards him, pulling you into his chest. You push your arms around his waist, screwing your hands into his shirt like he’s your lifeline. He sure tries to be.
You press your cheek to his collar and mumble something that sounds like, “Thanks.” Bucky would ask what on earth you’re thanking him for, but you’re still trembling and he’d rather deal with that first.
He rubs your back diligently. Up, down, and up again, over and over until you’re not shaking anymore. It doesn’t take long — by now he knows exactly how to calm you down, knows exactly what works best. He slots his chin over the top of your head and holds you tight to his chest.
He’s completely willing to stay like this all night, until dawn slips through the gap in the curtains if that’s what you want, but it’s only a few minutes before you’ve stopped trembling. He’s about to ask if you want some water when you speak up.
“It was the same as always,” you say, so quiet he barely hears you.
Bucky guessed as much. Your nightmares nearly always consist of the same thing and they all revolve around him — he gets hurt, he dies, somebody comes to take him away, he disappears and you can’t find him anywhere. He hates that your brain is cruel enough to conjure up such scenarios, hates that it scares you so much, and hates that there’s nothing he can do about it.
He rubs your back some more.
“Yeah? M’sorry, honey.” He untangles himself from you and gets his hand on your jaw again, cupping your cheek. He studies your face though it’s partly obscured in shadows. You’re still beautiful even half swallowed up by the dark.
“Nothing’s happened to me,” he tells you firmly. “Nothing’s going to happen to me. I’m safe.”
You nod like you’re trying to convince yourself. “I know,” you say feebly.
The fear still lingering in your voice makes Bucky’s chest ache. He strokes your cheek, still damp with tears. “I promise, okay?”
He doesn’t know how many times he’s promised the same thing, more than he can count, but he intends to keep his promise. Nothing’s going to happen to him (or you for that matter), he intends to stick around as long as he can.
You nod around his hand, “Okay.”
Bucky pushes his fingers up into the space behind your ear and tugs you forward, palm to your pulse point. He ducks his head to press his mouth to your forehead and holds you there for a moment, breathing you in. He can smell your apple shampoo and the soapy laundry detergent scent that clings to your pillows. You take a deep, shuddering breath under him and then your shoulders go lax.
“Do you want some water?” Bucky asks after a long beat of silence, still half-kissing your hairline.
You shake your head no. “Just wanna go back to sleep. Will you keep hugging me?”
Bucky’s heart gives a tug, not unfamiliar but it aches anyway.
“Of course, doll.” He encourages you back into bed with him, laying down with your head on his shoulder and your arm draped over his stomach.
You curl into him, so close he can feel your heartbeat where your chest is pressed to his arm.
“Sorry for waking you,” you whisper, tilting your face up towards his neck.
“Don’t,” he murmurs. Sleep is overrated. Plus, he wants to be woken up when you need him. He’d rather lose sleep than know you’re suffering alone. “Nothing to be sorry for, doll.”
He pulls his arm round your waist and dips his head to kiss your hair again. You fall silent, and not long after, your breathing turns steady. Bucky stays up for a little longer, watching you in case you have another nightmare, though he won’t tell you that in the morning.
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bf/husband!bucky is SO old fashioned
bro grew up in the 1920’s/1930’s/1940’s
he thinks bouquets of flowers are very romantic
he bought a second-hand phonograph for you two to dance
he pays for the dates at the restaurant
a real gentleman 😔
also he forgets to wear a condom when you don’t remind him
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Oh to be the butch husband of a pretty little femme. To spoil her and take care of her and let her steal my clothes. To live in a cozy little house with an herb garden, constantly smelling of baked goods and tea
You want to fuck a midwestern butch who says stuff like, ‘jump my bones’ and, ‘ope, lemme scooch behind ya there’ soooooo bad
Date idea: your face buried in a book and my face buried in your thighs
PEDRO PASCAL as Oberyn Martell GAME OF THRONES — 4.03 “Breaker of Chains”
So I have been sitting on a marauders pirate au for the past 2 months bc I don’t have any friends who like the marauders and it’s been collecting dust in my notes app but I just saw someone recommend a fic that’s them as pirates and now I NEED to read it but I don’t want it to affect my ideas at all so I’m putting them out here so I can finally start reading the fic without feeling like I’m stealing ideas or anything 😎
If anyone wants to be my marauders mutual and scream about aus together <333
If Pixar could just be upfront with us and let us know whether the Cars 2 and Planes characters will make an appearance in Cars on the Road that’d be great DX
Hey! I’m H*cking Bored