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Tati Gabrielle as Prudence in the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

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Alexander McQueen Fall 2018 Ready-to-Wear

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Comet Leonard

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He had kept his eyes on his book - Growing Grapes for Dummies - when he saw his twin pull a cane out of the corner of his eyes. Okay, Leo has taken his kinky shit outside of the bedroom now.. was Ender's first thought because honestly he had no problems or judgement on what his brother got into. And then it clicked. Watching as he struggled to stand up and walk with his cane because while most people would see the ease of it all Ender knew his twin and saw the struggle underneath. Yet he didn't rush over to help, no instead he rushed over to stand in front of Leo so he didn't leave and ask-- "What the fuck happened!?" His voice was a harsh whisper not wanting to draw anyone's attention to them if there were anyone else in the cabin with them. His eyes were wide with anger, protectiveness and a bit of madness that lingered within him now. "Who the fuck did this to you? Was it him?"

When it seemed his brother was going to play the silent game, Leo wasn't about to cave in so easily. Ender had ignored him for five years, Leo could keep it up for another five more if thats what it took. His mood only souring further at the sight of his twin and his blatant cold shoulder, Leo didn't plan to stick around, Rhys could suck it up and take him back or suffer even worse consequences. Snapping the book shut in his hand, Leo tossed it to the chair beside him and took hold of his cane, gripping firmly to help himself stand. He bit back the mild groan of pain and discomfort that shot through his leg when he rose, taking a brief second to wait for it to ease before he began to walk out, slower than he would have liked. As always he hated the way the cane made him feel, broken, useless, but gods be damned if his pride would let anyone see that - especially his fucking brother.

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When he wasn't at the Pan cabin trying to make up for lost time, Ender had kept mostly to himself since arriving back at camp. Sure he had talked to a few people here and there but it was almost jarring to be back in a world he left so long ago. He barely stepped into the Dio cabin curious if his room was still there which was the only reason he was there that afternoon. Moving through the rooms of the cabin he caught a familiar mop of hair out of the corner of his eye. Of course he knew his twin was at camp but the bastard hadn't even gone to come say hi, too busy with his husband. How the fuck Leo had a husband was beyond Ender's comprehension but he wasn't about to ask him. No Ender instead reached for a book of his own and moved to sit in a chair near by to read about whatever it was he grabbed. Perhaps he was still salty about the months of a dry flask he knew was from Leo's doing or perhaps it was just the fact the both of the Malikov twins were stubborn but Ender refused to talk first.

[ starter for @grxxk-tragxdy - Leo/Ender ]

The fact that he had to hear down the pipeline that his twin was back at camp, not through finding Ender himself or because the first stop on Ender's apology tour was Leo, left a bitter taste in the elder Malikov's mouth. He'd been in a sour mood for at least a weak now, so much so that he was sure even Rhys was avoiding him, and he was definitely avoiding Ender. Call it sulking, call it being petty, Leo wasn't above those things, but there was no way he was going to go crawling back to his twin - no. If anyone was going to do the crawling it was going to be Ender. He wouldn't admit to avoiding the Dio cabin, but with his attitude Rhys had kicked him out of Astaria for a while so Leo found himself sat in one of the chairs in Dio, nursing a drink and attempting to pass the time reading of all things.

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It was cold as fucking balls. Big blue icy balls. As someone who wanted to be a plant Kit hated it when it got this cold, tending to prefer to stay in his greenhouse and basically being a vegetarian and living off of his own plants until the snow and cold was officially gone. It was his winter routine and one he stuck to every year except-- well apparently he had a moments of weakness and craved a microwave burrito. Slipping his combat boots on and a leather jacket Kit had stumbled out into the cold trying to brave the wind and snow. What he didn't plan for was the tread on his boots to be shot and ice to be hidden under the snow. One second he was on his way to find a microwave and the next he was falling flat on his ass in the snow like a ungraceful baby deer.

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE! GOD DAMN IT YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Kit screams out in frustration at the snow before attempting to stand once again. Yet just his luck, his footing gave out and he landed right back on his ass, sprawled out in the snow. A sigh of defeat he muttered, "Bloody fuckin' hell... I guess I live here now."

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JASON RALPH in THE GREAT FILTER (2021)

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The last place he expected to see Salem walking up to him was at this little camp. No reason why just that the had run into each other all over the world so maybe it shouldn't have been a surprise that they were here. Ernesto could blame the fact he was lost in a book so that is why it surprised him, yes that would do. "Hola perrito," he said reaching out to pet Salem on the top of his head from the chair he had been sitting in to read. Though as he spoke his greeting he kept his dark eyes on Quentin. "I will say I am surprised to see you here. I thought this would be a bit too...boring for your tastes."

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Quentin hadn't been expecting to feel that familiar aura in a while, their paths didn't always cross often but he'd be a liar if he said he didn't crave it every time they did. He'd been practicing some spell work when that familiar necrotic aura of any Hades child seemed to seep into the magic, but it was the energy of one very particular Heir to the Underworld that he knew well. With a smirk, crimson eyes meeting the red of his familiar Salem, Quentin finished his seance, and left the Hecate cabin with the black dog at his side, following that aura until he found the familiar figure. "Long time no see Papi." He smirked, pulling a packet of smokes from his pocket and slipping one between his lips as he admired Ernesto.

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he fell silent as he let her yell and rant at him. stone faced he kept the vodka bottle in his hand, sipping on it as she said what she needed to say. his days/months/years were a bit jumbled but his memories were clear, so he knew why she was yelling at him and threatening to turn him in but he didn't flinch. though he was a bit smug as he saw her look for more booze. once a dio child always a dio child. you couldn't run from it. "leo is here?" ender asked as if she didn't just curse his name into mud. "thought he would have ran away and never came back..." his voice trailed off and he set the now empty bottle on the table and reached for another one. might as well help since she was so adamant about never drinking again.

"ohhh no. nope. not you." holli squinted, knowing the truth in her heart, but hoping the explosion of twins around here these days was just playing tricks on her again. "it's just like when i didn't know who you were on the texts the other day. right?" she did actually already know, though, and no false pretext would stop the resulting anxiety and honestly, frustration. "everything has to be about evverryyyonnnee else all the time, doesn't it? all of you, really. EYE know what i'm doing okay? YOU! you're the motherrfuckerr doesn't know what he's doing!! you know what you did. are doing. don't talk down to me." she had the odd urge to spit in the floor between them but thankfully tamped down on it.

"and i am going to try it. myself. again. tomorrow." she looked for something tasty to turn up, wanting to make the Last Ones the Best Ones. "you should be turning yourself into the authorities or something. or at least your brother. you know the one."

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It would be a lie if Ender didn't confess he was shocked by the boy's reaction to him. The shove and then growl-- since when did Greyson growl? The son of wine opened his mouth and was about to ask about that before his lips were pressed against Greyson's in a rough, biting kiss. This he could work with, this he was used to. "Ask nicely and it can happen," because even though he was a shell of his older self he was still in there sassy as ever. Hands reached out and grabbed his hips, pulling him closer as he returned the harsh kisses as if he was a dying man who needed these to live. In a way he was. He had spent so long with out them that now he had a taste of Greyson he knew he wasn't going to stop. Ever.

Grey wasn't sure what to think, how to feel, his mind was spinning just seeing Ender there in the kitchen like the last 5 years hadn't happened. He looked different, that much was obvious - the longer hair, gravely voice, circles under his eyes - it made Greyson's heart ache. But then the son of Pan didn't look the same either. He'd bulked up a lot more in 5 years, slim athletic muscle turning into firmer, stronger build. He also now bore the many scars of battle, dagger blades across his face, one so close to slashing through his eye before it carved a path across the bridge of his nose. and of course the most recent scars, infernal scripture torn into his back forever in its perfect circular pattern. Greyson was glad he'd pulled on a t-shirt.

When Ender stepped closer Grey almost flinched, an unconscious action that came from his time spent in a torturous dungeon, but gods Ender even smelled the same. That spicy warmth, honey and amber, wine and cigarettes - Grey had practically bled the shirt he wore dry to get every last scent molecule out of it over the years until it was obvious it smelled more like himself than anything else - but he still believed he could sense it deep in the fabric.

But it was the utter nonchalance of it all that snapped Grey out of his shock and he growled - the sound low, feral, bear-like before he shoved the son of Wine back harshly. "You left me!" He snarled, only to follow through and grab Ender's shirt front, dragging him down into a rough, biting kiss. "Fuck you Ender Malikov." Greyson growled again between more harsh kisses, not willing to let the other go.

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Margo in every episode → 4x07 “The Side Effect”

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Michiel Huisman as Gunnar Rebel Moon – Part One: A Child of Fire (2023)

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I will sit still and I won’t kill anything and I’ll watch you while you… you think about your dead father? Is that what you’re doing? This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever done.

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#Okay.

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Eliot Waugh | 04x10 All That Hard and Glossy Armour

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"Oh I know he is. You should see my phone. Leaving him on read is one of the hardest and most comical things I have done in a long time." She giggled yet sighed missing her best friend so much it ached deep in her bones. Though she would never admit it she knew that Leo really had no option in inviting her, it was just the two of them and the guy who married them but it still hurt. All she had gotten was a single text to announce not only was he engaged but married before he was whisked away to his honeymoon and Skye was left at camp bored out of her mind for weeks. "Honestly he is never what I expected for Leo and at the same time it works? Like picture this, the kid is obsessed with space. Has to deal with his mom and shit I guess, but it's to the point he's a fucking astronaut. How the fuck did Leo Malikov end up with a nerdy scientist? They don't even make that much money to be his dream sugar daddy!" Okay so she was ranting a little bit as they walked into the Apollo cabin glancing around some before flopping - gracefully - on his bed with a sigh. "He's also French so there is that whole thing." A wave of her hand as if that was the most offensive thing in the world. Lying back on the soft plush bed she stared up at the ceiling as Enzo explained his story trying to picture who this man was exactly. "Poseidon son?" She asked her mind clicking in place slowly. "As in the fisherman Poseidon son?" At this she sat up and stared at her other best friend. Leo may have been her platonic soulmate but Enzo was one of her best friends. It helped he had good taste for finer things in life and wasn't afraid to fuck her when they drank. The perfect gay bestie formula. "Oh honey please tell me he is at least good in bed because fuck I know for a fact that man has no money." That would explain the secondhand ring on Enzo's finger. "I mean you seem happy, happier than Ender ever made you, but like I know you always wanted to get married in the Duomo...you told me that when we went a few years ago, Enz. So why settle?" It wasn't judgement just her honestly trying to figure out not only what was so special about this Izyk but also why Enzo had the audacity to go and mature without her.

Enzo couldn't help his laugh when Skye explained she was punishing Leo for not inviting her to his wedding. He could only imagine the amount of pouting, bitching and dramatics Leo's poor husband was on the receiving end of until Skye finally spoke to him again. "Dio mio, I bet he is throwing a fit." He shook his head in amusement at the mental picture it painted. "Do tell me all about this mystery man that stole his heart and put a ring on it." Enzo requested with a grin as she linked their arms.

He happily led Skye back towards the Apollo cabin. He didn't have many particular plans in mind, but a small spark of inspiration had hit him and he felt the need to play a few chords to see if it amounted to anything, the best moment to indulge Skye in their usual chatter. "You've met him." Enzo smirked as they reached his room in the cabin, tossing off the jacket he'd haphazardly thrown on. "Izyk Vissar. The wedding wasn't big, I did try and convince him to let me try and acquire the Duomo in Firenze, but something that grand made him uncomfortable so we settled for the small chapel in the village near my villa in Tuscany. It was perfetto." Enzo sighed with a smile. "You, a dry spell? No, no, no, that will never do Bella. We must fix that."

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"Yes Leo," Skye said with a groan and a roll of her eyes. Honestly she liked Rhys, she really did, but it was the whole fact he took her best friend from her for a bit made her a bit salty. "The dildo didn't even invite me to the wedding. Said it was spontaneous or some shit. So currently he has 24 hours of me ignoring him left as punishment. Just enough time before tomorrow's brunch." Gods those 24 hours couldn't come fast enough. Her life without her bitch in crime was boring at least now she had Enzo to keep her entertained.

Linking her arm in with his she let him guide her to wherever he was heading this morning having no plans of her own. "I want the details. Who is it? How big was the wedding? And more importantly how big is his dick? I need size and girth here, momma is in a dry spell. Shocking I know."

Enzo knew that voice anywhere and his radiant smile seemed to glow even brighter as his eyes landed on Skye. It had been too long since he'd seen her, much too long for his liking - but they'd all been busy with different things. It felt like a flash to the past, walking past her pulling on his clothes from the night before only the scenery was a little different this time. Before he'd have cracked open a bottle of whatever was laying around, likely still tipsy from the night before, and taken another drink before Ender woke, getting some delightful time with the Queen of the Skies herself.

"Ciao Bella, you know me." Enzo teased before she all but snatched his hand and caught sight of the ring on his finger. He was hardly ashamed of it, after all, it was his husband's cabin he was leaving and only so that he could sleep a little longer while Enzo went about his day. Enzo did look a little surprised when she mentioned Leo was married, who would have thought the other Dio twin would tie the not - none of them clearly and yet here they all were. "Leo too? That is surprising. Skye you know my Villa and my Palazzo is still open to the slut pact, I just happen to have something a little better than any pool boy to take care of my needs now." He grinned playfully.