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hypewinter · 8 days
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Dash didn't know what to make of being reincarnated as a hero but he figured this was somehow punishment for making Danny's life hell back in the day. Regardless, he swore he wouldn't squander this chance. He was going to be the nicest, more personable superhero on the block.
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lesbian-myth · 22 days
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See, it’s funny because the Vatican would literally arrest rin for doing anything at all
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serendippertyy · 2 months
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one day I'll post something else guys I swearrr
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hi-crawler · 1 year
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"you see, it simply just isn't prepared for my game of five dimensional chess." -savathûn, probably
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starchaserdreams · 1 month
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Jegulus Microfic: Eyeliner
@jegulus-microfic - 3/25 - 166 words
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Regulus blinked. And then he blinked again. And then he blinked a third time. 
James Potter had just walked into the Slytherin end of year party in a crop top, his eyes adorned with what Regulus could see even from a distance was eyeliner. 
“You finally going to talk to him?” Evan asked in Regulus’ ear after he saw where Regulus’ attention was fixed. “After all this time, is this finally going to be what pushes-”
But Regulus had had enough. He pushed his drink into Evan’s hands and walked away, directly towards where James stood. 
This was, in fact, going to be the day, after all this time. 
“Hi,” he said simply when he reached James.
When James turned to him, it was with that smile that Regulus had memorized, the one that he adored, but it slowly grew brighter as he took in the look on Regulus’ face.
“Hi,” James said right back. 
And Regulus finally made his move. 
It was the fucking eyeliner.
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bradandchris · 4 months
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Ugh. This was not what he wanted for his post. Chris swore he had a filter for ‘hot mess.’ This… whatever it was… This was perfect. He didn’t want that.
Ok. This was getting more than annoying. Chris needed to think imperfectly.
Hmmmmm. Maybe Lindsey Lohan had an app… Chris dove in the App Store to find out.
Sure enough, she did not.
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kaelidascope · 2 months
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Snippet from chapter 17 - Moment of Peace
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fullmoonhijinks · 4 months
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The Hacketteers got together for a reunion over the holidays~
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laismoura-art · 8 months
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¡Sombra Carmesí!
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Can you believe I've only drawn Sareena once before?? Unacceptable!
And Bi-Han doesn't really fall behind as I drew him only 3 times, and one of these he was an anteater, lol!
Anyways, here's our favourite goths! Enjoy!❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤
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Sareena: Say the word! Say the word!
Bihan:
Bihan: Mamacita
Sareena: *melts*
I've been thinking for a while what Bi-Han’s petname for Sareena would be. Well... I'm tempted👀
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Also! I was thinking: if Sareena had an Animality, what would it be?
Personally, I would go for Komodo Dragon (Idk why, but I like the idea of a Komodo Dragon and an Anteater tagging along)
But I'm taking suggestions!👀
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mrsoulstice · 4 months
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MJ’s voice
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 5 months
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I don't think that's how truces are supposed to go
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tooncraze · 7 months
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Human red guy, you’re welcome
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a-round-of-robyns · 2 months
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first microfic! i've had really bad writer's block recently so hopefully this will help me get back into the swing of things
01/03: rugby; wc: 453; @jegulus-microfic; mentions of alcohol/people being drunk
Regulus could hear the noise of the party leaking out of the door as he approached the room where it was being held. He originally wasn’t going to go, seeing as he tended to despise loud settings where the majority of people there were drunk or on their way to being so. However, when he had gone over to James to congratulate him on winning the rugby final, James had turned his big deer eyes on him, asking Regulus to go to the party.
“For me, love. Please?”
And how could Regulus resist? So here he was, standing at the entrance to the room, scanning it for a glimpse of his boyfriend. After his second look around, he spotted Sirius dancing in the middle of the floor and, sure enough, James was right next to him. A crowd of people surrounded James and Sirius, all watching them appreciatively as they moved their bodies to the music.
Regulus caught Remus’ gaze from where he was leaning against a wall on the opposite side of the room to him. He made his way over to Remus, dodging drunk students and picking up a drink for himself on the way. Regulus joined Remus, leaning against the wall next to him. He nodded at Regulus and went back to watching Sirius dance, eyes roaming up and down his body. Regulus followed his line of sight to his own boyfriend dancing like nobody was watching. James’ eyes were closed, but after a while they opened, and he looked directly into Regulus’ eyes. Regulus allowed his gaze to drag up and down James’ body and then made eye contact, angling his head so that he was looking at James through his eyelashes. Regulus held a hand out and made a ‘come here’ gesture that James immediately complied with.
“Reg, you made it!” He said as soon as he reached Regulus, grasping the hand that was still held away from Regulus’ body.
“I told you I would come, didn’t I?”
James placed a kiss on the hand he was holding and looked at Regulus adoringly, “You did.”
Regulus pulled James closer to him, wrapping his arms around his neck. “You wanna get out of here?”
“But I’m having fun.” James protested lightly, pressing his forehead against Regulus’
Regulus looked at him, allowing his lips to pout slightly in a way he knew James wasn’t able to resist. “I can think of something even more fun that we can do together? And there won’t be people looking at you, thinking they can have you.”
James’ pupils dilated even more than they had been already, the black almost completely swallowing the hazel of his irises. “Whatever you want, love. Lead the way.”
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nibeul · 1 year
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cant believe that, after all the shit fans of color went through pointing out that ao3 has a racism problem, it's finally fucking AI that stops people from dickriding that site
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Injustice AU
Kara and Lena have been monitoring the looming situation with Superman carefully. They know the news is heavily skewed, into the realm of state propaganda, but they can see through the noise to the objective truth behind it-- Kara's cousin is on a dangerous path.
Even so, they never expected that his violence would reach them in Smallville.
The annual corn festival is a favorite event of their daughter's. They've gone every year since her birth, and every year Lori beams, excited by the people and balloons and street stalls. The parade is the highlight of her day, especially the corn princess who drives by in the back of a corvette.
It's supposed to be fun-- a break from the isolation of their small farm. A chance to connect with their neigbors in town, and indulge in funnel cake and caramel apples.
Not this year.
This year, Kara plans to meet up with Lena and Lori in town once she's done at the feed store. She's only just pulled up and parked on Maple when she hears an explosion from the direction of Main Street, and the cacophony of screams that follows.
Heart in her throat, Kara breaks into a run, casting her hearing wide in search of her wife and daughter.
"Mommy!"
There. In an instant Kara is at her daughter's side, who's clinging tearfully to Lena's hand, both of them smudged with dust from the rubble.
"It's okay," Kara murmurs, scooping Lori into her arms. In the space of a heartbeat she's scanned for injuries and found none, and cast her gaze to Lena, who is a different story.
One of the pillars in front of the bank has collapsed onto Lena's legs, trapping her beneath. Part of the roof has crumbled down as well, adding its weight to pin Lena to the sidewalk.
Kara watches her wife cough, and thanks Rao for the sign of life. Kneeling, she lets Lori stand on her own feet and brushes the tears from the girl's cheeks.
"Lori, honey, I need you to stay right here." She tunes out the sounds of a continued battle, moving away from the city as she speaks. Still, screams echo throughout the town, proof of the devastation already wrought. "I have to help your mom, okay? Stay right here."
Lori nods. "Okay, Mama."
With a nod, Kara turns to her wife, giving Lena's hand a squeeze. Dusty eyes blink up at her, focusing blearily for just a moment before nodding. She knows what comes next.
Kara hooks her fingers under the pillar and lifts, dipping into the power she's kept so tightly controlled since she landed on Earth twenty years ago. As soon as it lifts, Lena cries out in pain, muted into a moan as she tries to contain her agony. Even as she does, she struggles to pull herself clear, dragging herself back with her arms until Kara shifts the pillar to one hand and reaches out to help with the other.
As soon as Lena is clear of the last of it Kara lets the pillar slam back to the ground. Gathering wife and daughter in her arms she speeds them all to the grassy area behind the bank, where she then pauses to scan Lena to judge the damage.
What she finds is a broken femur. No-- not broken. Shattered.
"Kara..."
Kara looks up to meet Lena's gaze. Her wife's features are pale with shock, but her eyes carry heavy meaning they're both all too conscious of: Kara cannot afford to stay out of the fight any longer. Looking at Lena and Lori, Kara knows in her bones she's remained hidden too long already.
With a nod, Kara leans in to press a kiss to each of their foreheads.
"I'll be back."
Lena cradles Lori close.
"Come back to us."
Not be careful. Not stay safe. Kara knows that Kara will need to abandon all caution to have a hope of stopping her cousin. Lena knows this as well.
Just stay alive.
"I promise."
Kara stands, taking one step back, then another. With one last look to her family, Kara takes a deep breath to steel herself. Then she lifts her arms, and blasts into the air, speeding like a missile to where Superman has already turned on his friends.
She grits her jaw.
It's time to end this.
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ghost-bard · 8 months
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Bruh if the vote on qsmp goes to banning waystones in no world is q charlie gonna be able get to other people lmaooo
Like they aren’t gonna build a train to his place, most people forget about him bc he isnt on as often as the others, even though he does still get on.
Also banning waystones is fucking stupid anyway 😭 thats like one the easiest ways to get the eggs out of danger, it lets people explore thousands of blocks away, or (like q charlie) have homes far away from everyone else.
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