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Kiana Madeira as Sarah Fier/Deena Johnson • Fear Street: Part Three — 1666 dir. Leigh Janiak
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in THIS gif pack you will find 195 gifs of actor LUKE EISNER as stig mohlin in the netflix film tall girl (2019). he was 22 when this was filmed. these gifs were all made from scratch by me. they are intended for roleplay purposes, but you can feel free to include them in gif hunts, use them in crackship gifs, or crop them into gif icons. i just ask that you link back to this post if you post them publicly. also please leave a like or reblog if you found this helpful!
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Hi, so here's the deal! I'll start over, unfollow EVERYBODY, a few threads that were on my drafts are safe (check it below) but they are really just a few. IF we have a thread going and you WANT to keep it going REACH OUT throw DM/IM and tell me, the same goes for mutuals, if we are mutuals and you wish to be again CALL ME at DM/IM and I'll gladly follow back again. Threads that were replied by me and I still don't have a reply back will be on notice, I don't remember all of them so again, call me if we have anything in your drafts that you want to keep going.
Thanks for reading
Safe threads:
Tommy and Marilyn
Severus and Alina
Theodore and Alina
Aiden and Abigail
Caz and Juliet
Tommy and Calliope
Carmen and Henry
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Danielle Robbins to Percy Jackson
"Try me" Dani replied, she was genuinely curious about how the hell the son of poseidon turned into a feather pillow, she started walking alongside him calmly.
" i'm not sure even I believe it" he sighed blinking for moment. He was little unsteady lost for words. He plucked a feather out of hair. He seemed stressed, and utterly exausted. He put the sword away. Realizing that it was stupid to do that camp. It was safe for now. But he couldn't help but look back.
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Ellie Frell para Beatrice. TW: Smut e/ou insinuação sexual.
A afirmativa veio sem demoras, dando mais algumas informações sobre como a outra lidaria com a situação, mesmo que Ellie já imaginasse pela forma como Bea agiu até então nunca era possível ter certeza de como alguém seria na cama até estar lá. A permissão vinda da filha de Apolo não apenas dava a Ellie a liberdade para aquele gesto, quanto também demonstrava que não seria necessário continuar a perguntar a cada passo do caminho, se algo em algum momento fosse demais agora Ellie confiava que Beatrice comunicaria. Os dedos que antes dançavam delicadamente pela barra da blusa alheia, se prenderam a ela guiando a peça de roupa sem pressa para cima enquanto aproveitava o caminho para acariciar a pele nas laterais da barriga e tronco da outra. Ao mesmo tempo os lábios dela arrastavam suavemente contra os de Beatrice, tão próximos que ela podia sentir a respiração da outra contra seu rosto e ela o seu. A proximidade só foi desfeita quando a camiseta da tatuadora fez necessário que algum espaço fosse criado em ordem a poder por fim remove-la, os olhos de Ellie observando cada detalhe novo para si mordendo o próprio lábio inferior enquanto a ponta de seus dedos arrastavam tão suavemente contra a pele da tatuadora, havia um calor cada vez mais presente dentro de si, em contraste com a palpitação que se espalhava por todo seu corpo.
As pernas de Ellie ao redor de sua cintura podiam simplesmente querer dizer um conforto, ou algo do tipo, durante o trajeto. No entanto... tinha algo sobre a força que ela aplicou que fez Bea pensar que ela fazia com intenções - como tudo até então. De qualquer forma, gostou da sensação do peso de Ellie em seus braços, e gostou mais ainda da sensação dela mais aberta em cima de si, curiosa para saber por quais caminhos aquele momento se desdobraria. Sabia, obviamente, o que iria acontecer. Mas o como... era uma incógnita deliciosa de se descobrir. A mão reafirmou-se na cintura dela, mostrando uma certa posse do que o que agora era seu. Claro, a posse era momentânea, mas Bea era uma hopeless romantic, e precisava constatar seus pontos de momentos em momentos. "Go on. Não precisa perguntar, daqui pra frente." afirmou, não apenas demonstrando o quanto estava mergulhada naquilo, mas demonstrando também sua abertura àquele momento. Bea nunca havia transado com clientes em seu ateliê, então queria que aquela experiência fosse tudo que podia ser. A mão livre espalmava-se nas costas de Ellie, a dando sustentação para que ela fizesse o que quisesse fazer a seguir - e pela forma na qual ela havia se mostrado até então, Bea suspeitava que ela ainda a surpreenderia naquela tarde.
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Danielle Robbins to Percy Jackson
Tw: Static Image.

"Zeus! What happened to you?" Danielle questioned as soon as thr demigod entered her sight, arched eyebrows in confusion, he looked like he ran through a bunch of chickens or something, also the girl didn't demonstrate being bethered by the sword ready to strike her, it was a mystery if she really didn't care or it was only a facade.
Starter for @ambrosia-with-nectar
Percy stumbled into the camp, with wide eyes and covered in featherrs. It was definitely not first he stumbled into camp. Mostly hurt but he wasn't hurt now. He was just glad that everyone... He heard movement drawing his sword he got ready to strike, when he stopped as soon as he saw the other.
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@luposcainus closed plotted starter.
Muse: Maia
The travel to camp sometimes were long and exausting, even more so for the kids, Maia had to find ways to keep them from getting astray by the middle. After a good night of sleep — finally — the three demigods were at last in New York, just a little more, a small way left to camp, it would be fast she thought until they passed by a cafe with a big popsicle banner at the window. Of course Ryan, the young boy, would see it and start asking relentlessly for one... In consequence Astra started too, both kids now almost demanding one of the iced sweets and not moving until Maia agreed. The three entered the store, it was pretty quick until they reached the counter and the woman asked for two popsicles, one coconut flavored for Astra and one chocolate for Ryan, both kids got their treats and runned off to the park by the side bumping into a man on their way out and not even turning to apologize. "I'm so sorry." Maia asked in their behalf to the man before shouting to the little ones a little farther "DON'T GO TO FAR, STAY CLOSE YOU TWO!" and let a little sight slip through with a smile combined, she was happy at least they still seemed unbothered and unworried.
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@essentiamortis asked
"tell me if you're having trouble and I'm sure I could help you" ( scarlett )
"I'll try to remember that, the thing is:... I dont like relying on other people." The demigod answered, her whole life she had to trust herself only after her mother was killed and it was not just because they were family that it was going to change so easily. Being a demigod and a mutant was a double threat and double the problems too.
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From Bellatrix Beyar.
His personality was not a good match to her's, Bellatrix could deal easily with sarcastic and feisty demigods but the red head was never ready for a full of positivity and good humor one, she puffed a little, frustrated with not being able to adjust the situation and being called by a nickname. The girls didnt dislike it, but at that moment it felt like a sarcastic thing, even not being. "I should had just shoot" she whispers to herself, unable to actually come up with a proper response and leaning to grab the arrow stuck on the floor next to him.
"Who pissed in your cheerios this mornin' Red? Just trying to 'lighten the mood' as they say." Ethan flashed a smile.
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From Bellatrix Beyar
Bella was stunned, the lack of a equally angry reply was not expected and it confused her brain a little, she was ready for a fight and now she needed to readjust it. "There won't be a next time, don't pass in front to the targets again or you will end up with that arrow on you body" she scoffed, why was him not being agressive?! She could not understand, it was honestly a mistery to her.
"Not insane, just lacking in situational awareness" a smile grew on his face. "I appreciate you not killing me though, I have important business to attend to that would be easier without an arrow in my body"
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Christian for Emrys

"Damn, I tought we could still get away with it." Christian murmured letting a deep sign out its lips, getting ready to deal with the kid kicking and screaming. "Hey kid, what happened?" Chris asked seriouly, getting close to the pole but not letting the brat free yet, not until they calmed down. He would try and dissuade them if possible.
"Heh. Yeah...don't really....have that." Emrys shrugged, pointing at where the young camper was tied to a pole, cursing up a storm. "Look, he woke up."
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Open starter.
Respostas em português também são bem vindas.
"What are we looking for exactly?" Johanna asked already bored out of her mind, they asked her to come along and got into the woods by campside, but it seemed like they were walking for hours — in reality it was hardly twenty minutes — and the probable adhd was eating her alive. "You are not planing to kill me and hide my body right?" She joked swinging from a tree branch. Her dad probably was already thinking where was his cold soda, that Jo would bring him a couple times a day between work things
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Closed for @bellumestpax Muse: Johanna Hawke
Capture the flag was a lot of campers favorite activity at camp, they'd prepare strategies and mirabolant plans for weeks and months even, Johanna was not one of those campers. As much as physicas activities were great, the clumsyness was bigger than her willingness to keep trying in the middle of that many people, she was very happy to stay out of it and organize her father's office and paperwork. It was already a comfort thing, she knew exactly where things were meant to be and as Dionysus didnt care much of how the place was organized, she had a huge leeway to decide herself the best way to do it. Unfortunately this time, she was being forced to have help, someone was being punished for something and she would have to deal with an outsider — probably pissed by not being allowed in capture the flag — invading her space. Jo had started already when the door squicked open and she turned to look at her companion there. "I guess you're the one helping me?!" Not really a question as much as a hello.
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Muse: Christian Monet.

Camp can never not be chaotic, at some point or the other Mr. D. would need some more professionals to help and Christian was thinking seriously on the possibility of being one of them. He'd been taking care of the infirmary for years now and seemed only natural too keep going on that path, besides, his sister was still young and would be there for a while, why not make it better for her too?!
With the help of the other campers, mostly his siblings, the infirmary was actually starting to get more organized and on track, inventory almost always half or more, allowing Chris to actually do some paperwork that was long delaid. The blonde was in his small 'office' in the corner right by the entrance side when Adelide showed up, head in his hand analyzing some old papers with some herd time, they were a little to old for him to remember, probably got lost in the back of the files and never was properly taken care of. "Oh Hey Addy" He let his attention slip off the pages for a while looking at her with a tender smile, "Thank you, seems like you've done more than my brothers the last few days all togehter, they could learn a lot from you."
plotted starter for @apollo-demiboy
since obtaining her medical assistant certificate - adelaide has been helping around the camp infirmary more often. she's still working on obtaining her bachelors in nursing but her main focus had been on fashion designing. someone needs to show the world how to dress fashionably and affordable - without killing the planet after all.
she knocks on the wooden post beside the son of apollo, "just wanting to let you know that i restocked and took inventory for ya, doll. also bandages up a couple younger campers with a few scraps and burns before sending them on their way. is there anything else i can help ya with?"
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Wynter Lightstorm to Percy Jackson TW: possible body part lost mention.
The wind was swirling around the tiny body of Wynter, her eyes shut close as her mind tried so hard to visualize the river frozen, her treiner said so many times that the key was visualization and concentration that her brain was desperately trying to make it work. In that moment, the girl coulnt feel anything else, not the cold around her, not the cold on her hands as her fingers started to spread the overwhelming temperature forward. Until a crashing wave of pain got to her head, like a more drastic version of brain freeze, but she couldnt stop now, "please work, please, please" Wynter murmured wishing out loud, if not stopped soon, she'd be facing the possibility of even loosing parts of herself for the cold.
Percy is dragging his feet to the mess hall, because he is worn out and wants to make sure none of the younger Demi's didn't miss dinner or were late. He stops walking, digging into his jean pockets to fish out a bag of blue jellybeans. He reaches in and drops the bag in shock as if the bag burned him when the cold air bit him. His teeth chatter as he scoops up the bag that held the jellybeans that didn't touch the ground and pockets it before looking up at the sky. He sees the clouds forming and he squints in confusion before taking off toward the spot the clouds were forming, the cold aid still biting at him.
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Francesca Hopper to Percy Jackson
After swerve Frankie had to step back a little to avoid falling, the weight of her body being a little over what her balance was expeting with that movement, but in a split second her feet were already planted in the ground again. There was no room for error, if that was any other situation. "Yeah, you're getting more agressive" Frankie replied with a quick giggle, lauching forward to its brother, he was stronger but once concentrated she was still more resorcefull. While the blades screatch against each other, Frankie used her smaller stature to open space towards his torso and get both swords away, "but i'm still more sneaky" she says tossing and pinning him down, dagger now to his throat a content smile on her face that slowly starts to fade. Frankies eyes still pinpoited to Percy's face but distant. Her head retrieving old memories, one's she wished to forget but sometimes insisting on clinging to her brain in the worst moments, the war still affecting a lot of those of fought.
Training was something Percy believed he was decent at. He was pretty good at Capture the Flag as a kid and seemed to only get better at it once he mastered his powers along with his ADHD wired brain. Here he was now training with his sister; he gripped his sword handle tightly as he swung really close to her. He watches as Frankie moves back fast and just in time for it to miss her. He pulls the sword back, spinning the sword in his hand before smacking it against his shield that was attached to his other arm. "You're getting quicker." He commented.
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