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DAVID CORENSWET as CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN SUPERMAN (2025) dir. James Gunn

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madelame: camouflage, happiest place, best girl, sugar rush, etc etc

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"well, i can assure you, you aren't going to fall through the floor whenever you do get out of bed," lennon giggled again, thankful for messy hair and a pillow readily available to hide her glee in. she hadn't really been sure of what his floor comment meant, but she didn't really try to comprehend it, distracted by the fact that he was hot as fuck and drunk lennon clearly made some good bad decisions last night. when he mentioned not knowing her name, she grasped his arm and let out a sigh of relief, "thank god you admitted it first, because i was starting to feel really bad that i couldn't remember what to call you after the night we had. i mean, i remember calling you, well, yeah..." she trailed off, blushing, "but clearly that wasn't your name." turning onto her side to get a better look at him, pulling the sheets to cover her front, she left enough bare for his hands to keep exploring. "it's lennon. though, you were having a lot of fun calling me that instead, pulling my hair last night, telling me to let it down for you over and over and over again." memories flashed back, and she wasn't sure why she was really revisiting what they could certainly leave in the past.

"pretty sure i'm real. sometimes i have fuckin' moments where i think the floor is not real, but... yeah. we're both real." something was clearly different, because walter hadn't slipped out at night. maybe he didn't think to. but, god, she was gorgeous... even more so without the outfit on, without the make up. just sleepy and grinning. how the fuck did he manage it? "me too." he spoke like he knew her. like she knew him. he couldn't even remember her name... he just remembered she was a princess, and he was definitely not a prince. and, whatever the fuck they got up to the night before was good enough for him to stick around. "god... sorry. what's your name? i recall calling you princess last night, but..." he shrugged, having the smallest grin himself and then he didn't know what to do with his arm so he moved it over her bare back, tracing along her spine.

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"i feel like if it's reached the point that you have to ask for that, em, it already is too late." not that she wanted it to be true, pain in her chest aching for the other.

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"I guess what I'm really looking for is to hear you say that 'it's not too late'."

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pulling back from the embrace, camille turned to gather all of her things, but she was missing— "have you seen my phone? can you call it, oh, wait — here it is!" giggling, she double checked everything before brushing herself off and standing beside winona agian. "you're not mad at me, are you?" the question briefly passed her mind, she had to clear that air. "well, yeah, obviously it's always better there. and you let me steal your pjs, which makes it twenty times better."

"oh, alright. okay." winona lightly wrapped her arms around camille, mainly just to pat at her back awkwardly. she wasn't actually uncomfortable with the gesture but she didn't actually feel particularly deserving of the enthusiasm when she is actually the one getting her way. "i mean duh. i could've told you that!" she fished out her phone so that she could order the pair of them an uber, keen to get going before camille changed her mind. "isn't the vibe there always better?"

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"i mean, you can't really say of course you'd remember because, well, you didn't," flora continued to scold the other, adrenaline running high as she was still recovering from the injection. "now i have to go to the fucking hospital instead of making it to the dinner party we said we'd go to tonight, charlie, and i've already cancelled on bria and jax twice before this. look, i love your surprises, but...you have to be more careful about shit like this."

❝ i'm sorry, i am SO sorry! i swear... i had written this down something, because i always ask, and of course i'd remember something like this but i just... i d-don't know what happened.❞

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indie e. 🐧 ⸻ DAVIE NOOOOOO DON’T UR HAIR IS SO SEXY AND BALD DAVIE IS GONNA HAUNT MY NIGHTMARES

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ no no no no no no no it’s embarrassing if u weren’t thinking it too 🙈

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ i never said that i haven’t had esex just that i don’t prefer it and can get sex irl too!!!!! i’m hot i can have sex with people!

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ omg no this guy totally has a dog that looks like him too!!!!! maybe it’s just a really big jacked dude kinda thing? they like having dog twins? wait why do u guys make fun of georgie for that????? that sounds like something that might’ve hurt his feelings a lot…it would hurt mine if ingrid or imogen fucked u

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ i mean ur not my ex we aren’t u know but still anyway oh god djsjzksjks

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ nah i would choose her too maybe i just like lesbians tho

indie e. 🐧 ⸻ u think so????????

davie h. 👹 ⸻ i am bald. i am bald davie. i am the baldest davie,

davie h. 👹 ⸻ [ image attachment: badly photoshopped photo of bald davie ]

davie h. 👹 ⸻ what the? tell me!

davie h. 👹 ⸻ i feel like gamers always have esex. and i met you on discord. I'VE had esex, how have you NOT?

davie h. 👹 ⸻ hmmm he sounds like my friend's brother. but that guy's kind of a dick? so it's probs not him. he looks like a greek god but for some reason just wanted to be a teacher? and he has a dog that looks like him in dog form. we make fun of georgie because him and his brother look nothing alike and he ended up fucking sabrina, georgie's ex (⊙_⊙;)

davie h. 👹 ⸻ anyway, that sucks for your sister. i would still choose the cool movie maker chick over him but i'm a lesbian (remember?)

davie h. 👹 ⸻ NO i think we would maybe be too similar.... and we have the same type i think

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lorelai s. 🪻 ⸻ it’s gonna whither away to nothing someday.

lorelai s. 🪻 ⸻ i’ll have to take your word for it. i think the most gay people i’ve ever been in a room with was at your concert, but it didn’t smell like that there.

lorelai s. 🪻 ⸻ and how many of those do you know? just trying to see something here.

lorelai s. 🪻 ⸻ i can’t believe you’d wield the power of an international popstar against me just to force me to have some nachos you like.

lorelai s. 🪻 ⸻ ……………..order extra pickled jalapeños, and you can stay and have them with me. i have to give my live review of them to someone obviously.

murphy d. 🦈 ⸻ no, no. i have a new one. i personally like my barely legible, dirty little scrap.

murphy d. 🦈 ⸻ i think so! i don't sniff a lot of them, but i feel like if there were hundreds in crop tops in an alley at five in the morning that's what they'd smell like.

murphy d. 🦈 ⸻ only the pretty ones who know how to dress a bunch of dykes and their hetty little durmmer.

murphy d. 🦈 ⸻ yeah, that wasn't actually a question. i'm saying when you're in astoria, you'll be sitting down and having nachos. with me or by yourself, but you have to have them.

murphy d. 🦈 ⸻ otherwise i'll tell emmy valentine's fans that you hate her. :/

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Rachel Brosnahan for the Superman premiere.

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Rachel Brosnahan as Lois Lane — Superman (2025) dir. James Gunn

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"i actually didn't exist before this. the world knew you needed someone to get you away from that horrible relationship, and it manifested me just for you," the charm exuded off of dylan as she came up with some ridiculous story about how she was imani's perfect girl, way too confident that she'd fall for it completely. but she'd say anything to get another minute of a pretty girl's time, and imani was the prettiest. before she even needed to make the first move, imani was pulling her into a kiss and dylan instinctively reacted, hands firm on her waist as she held her in place, lips desperate to taste the other's more. it was a complete rush and she hadn't thought her moves would have worked so quickly, but she was praying to whatever god existed that they had.

"god where have you been all my life?" she grinned, tossing her hair over her shoulder. she'd be lying if she said it wasn't SO exciting, the prospect of someone making sure that she felt like her honor was defended. and who DIDN'T have some fantasies about having someone get in a fight over you anyways? when dylan pulls her closer, the only thing she can think to do is lean up, and connect their lips in a hungry kiss. it was so thrilling to be this carefree, and imani was absolutely eating it up. little miss perfect never stayed out late, never got into trouble, and yet here she was absolutely throwing caution to the wind. this was FUN.

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"jesus fucking christ, charlie, if i hadn't moved my epi pen into this purse, you could've killed me.

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it was like her brain was attempting to digest the gory scene she'd just stumbled upon, completely unaware that what she'd just witnessed existed outside of twilight. "don't normally do this? i mean, is it typically a lot cleaner? some kind of bleed them dry and meal prep your blood for the week?" the comments were clearly a coping mechanism as she dared to inch closer, staring past him to get a better glimpse of the guy. "you literally just ate my sister's boyfriend... what the fuck, mr. westy?" it was all too much, and then this...creature was asking if she was mad at him, and she honestly at a loss for words.

open to: all!

notes: hughie is a vampire, but also a kindergarten teacher. he could be someone your muse knows or a complete stranger. the person he killed was probably doing something straight up evil, but we don't have to get into it if you don't want!

"oh, gosh… you knew him, huh?" hughie was sympathetic, absolutely! he knew how difficult it was to see someone hunched over another body, sucking them dry until they were a rigid, dried out corpse. but, honestly, what did that man think would happen? "look, i don't normally do this… it's far too egregious for my liking. buuuut… i hate bullies. and he was a bully. and i was hungry…" pouting out his bottom lip, he gave off a shrug. "are you mad at me?"

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emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ my little alien 👽

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ ok so when i pick a fight next just know i'm doing it in the name of good sex and not because i reeeeeeally want to fight u but i HAVE TO floyd i just have to

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ oh shut up

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ no i don't think she's ugly! siena's beautiful! but u don't need to think she's HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ if i could strangle u through the phone i would fr

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ i invade u every night. 🤣

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ u just have to keep pissing me off a little bit here and there... and i will keep pushing u into alleyway walls and shove ur face into a brick wall and bite u. don't worry baby

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ kinda gay imo

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ LMAO WHAT! so u think she's ugly? woooowww.. thats ur own sister...

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ bitch who's the one sending 4009283 hearts

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imogen was truly in awe of logan's strength, and would treasure forever the comfort she felt about sharing it with her. "do you think you would have had more kids if it wasn't such a painful experience? was it something you wanted?" she knew they were currently discussing imogen's once hypothetical future in which she was pregnant with logan's child, but she wasn't sure if that was a new development or one that she'd always wanted. for imogen, kids had never been on her mind or wanted — before she'd met her ex, she was too young, and then once she'd been married, the thought of him being a father was terrifying. it wasn't until she was with logan, with her family, that she'd really daydreamed about it. heart jumping to her throat, emotions choking behind it, imogen didn't know how to react to the declaration logan made, even if it weren't in her cards anymore. "it would have been amazing with you, with all of you. i would've been lucky." tone dropped, words soft as they barely managed to exist, it felt like her world shifted when logan pulled her in for this kiss. this wasn't a we're friends who fuck sometimes kind of kiss, this was one that spoke all the words that they couldn't say to each other anymore. and as she wrapped herself around the other, arms clinging, lips begging not to break apart, she could feel her eyes swell as the only warning that a tear fell down her face.

"yeah, no. i agree. it was just the most fucked up moment of my life i think. physically and mentally. thought i wouldn't get here... but i did. and if i had to do it again to make sure alex was here, i would." even if she never wanted to be pregnant ever again. it was weird for her to hear that imogen thought about it, that she imagined a life with them. made everything feel more gut wrenching, the fact that everything had turned into... something. the way she did admit to having those feelings, if she had even briefly mentioned it maybe logan would've had an easier time believing that there was complicated feelings between her and the other guy. "i think i would've moved mountains for you to have the best experience possible. with our family." she felt a swell in her chest, not moving whatsoever, not letting the tears fall that were threatening the corners of her eyes. not sure if i wanted that with anyone else. logan didn't know she was doing it until her lips were on imogen's, leaning over her, hand moving from her stomach to the small of her back and pulling her up against herself. it was the best she could do without telling her she loved her, and wanted her to be hers. only hers.

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"yeah, as much as i joke about getting fucked by you and your teammates, i think i only have the capacity to stand one," ingrid nodded, eye roll acknowledging his joke, "if any of them tried to speak to me, i'd lose it." her roundabout way of saying she didn't really want anyone else but him, that he was enough, though the words she said it in were probably misconstrued. "maybe she just felt bad for you and your fucked up face that she knew cumming on her tits would brighten your day." attempting to hide her smirk, knowing she'd do it all over again in any scenario. her look like a little secret shared between the two. "please don't talk about our parents and your dick in the same sentance, not when i'm this tired, my brain is going to bad, dark places..." eyes wide, trailing off into almost delirious laughter, she nodded at the comment that he'd pay, burrowing herself further into his embrace. which she was grateful for, seeing as he corrected himself and refrained from calling what she thought was quite obviously a date by the label. it made her want to jump back, to hesitate, to call it off instinctively, but then she felt his arms tighten around her and ingrid fell for him all over again. hands winding up his back to tangle into his hair, she held him as close as she could, the two tangled up on the floor and breathing together, hearts beating together, and she dared to think she may never need anything in the world again. after a few silent breaths passed, she interrupted gently. "we should probably go, or else i'm going to be having that nap here, and i'd really like to leave this hospital sometime today." pulling back, hands lingering on his face before moving to rub her own eyes, ingrid reluctant to leave but knowing she had a lot to look forward to. "do you have a license? could i persuade you into driving me and my car home? i don't think i could right now, and i really don't want to uber."

"no. he was there that night, with us. you two wouldn't get along. he has an older brother who is a total asshole, and you're the total asshole older sibling, so..." he grinned, so if she looked over, she knew he was joking. sort of. "very lucky because i got to cum all over her tits after destroying her pussy." he didn't mean to say it... it just slipped out. and, unfortunately, michael leblanc was a testosterone-fueled college boy. they could be having the most serious conversation and sex would still be there in his mind, hope and wishing. but he reeled it in. "wow, maybe it is genetic. your mom loves my dad, you love my dick..." he laughed a little and then shrugged his shoulders. "i'll buy dinner." which meant the leblanc money will buy dinner. he wanted to hold her there, let her fall asleep in his arms, kiss her. let her know she was so desired. so wanted. so needed. "alright, then it's a da⸺deal. dinner and then a nap. and then, in the morning, when you're all rested, you can tell me off for stalking you and shit and storm out of the hotel room pissed at me." he nuzzled his face into her neck, not kissing it (though he was tempted) but just letting her be and letting her decompress. they should get up, surely people were wondering what was going on, but he needed this so much. he didn't realize when he booked the flight that he was going for this specifically. but when it happened, that was it.

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emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ you! you've invaded me and turned me into this! (good thing)

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ don't get me wrong though i'm still a cunt who loves to have sex and be objectified and wants u to push her into many alleyway walls again pls pls pls know that still i'm not too fucking soft and cheesy ok

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ i could send ten more lines of those but i don't wanna be crazy

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ HEY DON'T SAY MY SISTER IS HOT! WTF?! I'M RIGHT HERE!

emmy v. 🍒 ⸻ hahahahahahaha god i miss u and i can't wait until ur back so i can tease u about ur big fat crush on me 😘

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ that's maybe the cheesiest thing u've ever said, wtf has happened to u ?

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ yeah, i mean. i get it. trust me. think my heart's permanently attuned to u

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ if ooonlllyyy..... missing u in so many ways is sooo fucked

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ LMAOOOO about ur sister being ugly?! ur the fucked up one, i told u i thought she was hot!

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ both

floyd q. 🧨 ⸻ but u just a little more than ur pussy