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[serotoninlinus]

GUYS

MICHAEL EMERSON ALERT

IN THE FALLOUT TV SHOW TRAILER

[stripesysheaven]

YOUR ICON AND HEADER!!!!!!!!! 🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍂🍂🍁 it's so autumn coded i loved it 😭😭😭

THANK YOU 🤎🧡♥️ ITS FALL TIME Y’ALL!!!

[gilliverse]

GILLIVERSE 1 YEAR CELEBRATION Kardelen (@linusbenjamin) — Favourite Couple: Jimmy Mcgill & Kim Wexler

[giftober]

Hello everyone!! welcome to our 3rd round of Giftober!! 👋🪄

It´s so good to be back!! Last year event was fabulous so I really wanted to meet you all again finally!

If it´s your first time in this blog, I officially started this 2 years ago, with the idea that these October 31 prompts can specially inspire, encourage and support gifmakers across all fandoms!

HOW TO PARTICIPATE:

Reblog this post. (Optional but encouraged.) Create a gifset inspired by the daily prompts. Tag your posts with #giftober2023. Caption your gifsets with: @giftober 2023 | Day #: "prompt description". (Recommended.)

IMPORTANT:

Make your own gifs. (I won´t reblog reposted gifs or gifs taken from the Tumblr search.) No explicit content. All fandoms are welcome! As long as you all respect each other! ☝

(The prompt list written and more info under the cut.)

Any doubts you may have, you´re welcome to leave it in my 📧 inbox.

THIS EVENT STARTS ON OCTOBER 1ST and I can't wait to see all your creations! 💗

Ele :))

REMEMBER:

You don´t need to make all 31. You can make as much and as few as you want. And not exactly in order nor you have to post on time.

If you can´t exactly fit one of the prompt with your fandom, no worries! You can skip it or... modified it as your convinience, think of another prompt, do one from the 2021/2022 events instead! 😁

I know it might be a few others challenges in October, and make a daily set for a whole month sounds quite overwhelming, so please, don´t feel any pressure to complete this one! (in fact, you can combine prompts from other challenges!)

Since you don´t need to post in time, you can finish this after the month is over. Although I´ll check the tag less frequently then.

These prompts are completely up to your interpretation, but for any doubt, please, you´re welcome to ask me.

PROMPT LIST:

First meeting

Coffee/Tea

Mood

Eyes

Friendship

Red

Water

Funny

Shadows/Silhouettes

New

Pink

Cozy

Clocks

Reunion

Grief

Tropes

Mirrors

Romance

Green

Joy

Spring/Autumn

Yellow

Hands

Countries

Music

Teary

Old

Change

Backpacks/Handbags

Goodbye

Free choice

(Again, thanks @4marvels-universe for your help and patience! 💗)

Now, everyone in the following mentions and tags below are cordially invited to participate and/or to share this post so this can reach more fandoms. (thank you so much! 💗)

@sersi @luke-skywalker @anthonybrxdgerton @kamalaskhans @harrison-ford @edwards-teach @obiwan @daisyssousa @cutterpillow92 @safedistancefrombeingsmart @bcth-uk @lokihiddleston @oppienheimer @yellenabelova @cillianmurphy @scottxlogan @everythingsouthasian @mel-loves-all @sabinnewren @seth-lael @thelostsmiles @lastencoregraphics @suledins @mckiwixsylpha @ijustthinkevilunoisneat @madeline-kahn @arthurpendragonns @msmischief101 @simonghostrileys @avasillva @tomshiddles @henry-alex @eddiediaaz @carricfisher @piperhaliwell @cobiesmlders @linusbenjamin @bladesrunner @simoneashley @dani-clayton @annacoleman @ghouls-ghoul @tessas-thompson @trashcora @barbie-movie @tennant @cal-kestis @usercreate ❤

[makeyoumine69]

I Would Be Lost Without You (commission)

— PAIRING: Daddy!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

— SYNOPSIS: During a rainy day you seek comfort in the arms of your beloved.

— CONTAINS: Fluff, flirting, teasing, Daddy kink, a lot of kisses and touches, pet names, grumpy but sweet Daddy!Patrick Bateman himself.

— WORDCOUNT: 1.5k

— A/N: This is commission for my sweet @crystalrage90. I'm glad to be allowed to post it. I hope you like it!

— LINKS: [MASTERLIST] 🪓 [COMISSIONS] Many thanks to @linusbenjamin for her amazing gifs!

It was a typical rainy day in New York, and people were rushing through the streets, hiding under their umbrellas or trying to find shelter in nearby buildings. Even though you knew the forecast, you decided to try your luck and managed to get to Patrick's place before the rain started. Now you stood in front of the door of his apartment and cursed yourself as your damp clothes stuck to your body like a second skin.  

You frowned and took a deep breath before finally daring to ring the doorbell. When he didn't open the door after almost five minutes, you let out a tired breath, thinking that you probably deserved it and turned around to leave, but as soon as you made a step, you heard the door click and then Bateman's arrogant voice hit your ears harder than a thunderclap from outside.

"Sorry (y/n), I had an important business call—" Patrick paused as soon as he noticed your completely soaked clothes, his perfect face immediately turning angry. "Don't you know how to use the umbrella?"

"I didn't have one."

Bateman let out a tired sigh before rubbing the bridge of his nose to calm himself. "Oh yeah, what am I even thinking? Such a pointless thing to have an umbrella when it's pouring outside!" 

His mocking tone caused your small frame to shiver even more, you were already cold and his attitude only made you feel worse. You shifted from foot to foot, hugging yourself and dropping your eyes so that at least now you wouldn't have to deal with his snotty little side glances.

"Get in." He blurted out suddenly, stepping aside for you to enter this fancy apartment. "Go straight to the bathroom."

Damn, you always loved his demanding voice, but now it made you nervous. You hurried into the bathroom, not wanting to ruin his expensive wooden floor with the water running down your trembling frame. 

"Strip off and take a hot shower," Patrick added as he followed you, now standing in the doorway with his hands crossed over his chest. "And don't waste that soap again! It's from limited collection and—"

"I know, I won't!" You cut him off, removing your soaked dress. "Maybe you should join me in the shower instead of giving me endless notations?"

After saying that, you turned to give him a challenging look, expecting his mood to change, as it usually did, but this time not a single emotion appeared on his beautiful face. Neither of you wanted to break the awkward silence, but when you finally decided to say something biting, Bateman smoothed his cashmere robe and proclaimed:

"No." His cheesy grin was the last thing you wanted to see, but it was fine. "Listen, (y/n)," Patrick suddenly came closer to you, so that you even had to step back. "Just be a good girl and listen to what Daddy wants you to do, okay?"

As soon as his big, warm palm touched the cold skin of your waist, you almost flinched, but he managed to hold you still, trapping your naked little form in his big arms. 

"Will you be a good girl for me?" He whispered, his hand still roaming over your back.

You gasped and dropped your head, unable to stand the way Bateman looked at you with his savage brown eyes. 

"Yes..." You wanted to add something, but he wouldn't let you, covering your mouth with his.

Maybe the kiss was too passionate, or maybe it was just the difference in temperature of your bodies, but when you felt his hot tongue sweep along your lower lip, you squealed and grabbed his strong biceps to pull him closer.

"Shh, babydoll." He pressed a thumb to your chin, forcing you to raise your head and look straight into his eyes. "I know what you want."

Jesus Christ, this man was so skillful at testing your limits - making you whine like a little girl who couldn't get what she wanted.

"We'll come back to this later, after you take a shower." His velvety voice was the only thing that mattered at that moment, but then Patrick decided that what he had already done was not enough, so he made you open your mouth so that he could tease your tongue by sucking it really hard. "I promise you."

Bateman couldn't help but grin with satisfaction as he saw you melting under his touch, his ego was about to fly to the moon, but there was nothing you could do about it, he was just irresistible.

When he finally left you alone, you stood near the shower door for a while, trying to pull yourself together. Shivering slightly, you finally stepped under the warm water, which brought you some relief, because you really were very cold. You washed yourself very quickly, because every moment without him felt like torture. Although you couldn't be sure if his words weren't just another game of his, he got what he wanted, and now you were clean and warm as you walked in front of the mirror, looking at your reflection and running your hands over the new robe he had bought just for you.

Later you came out of the bathroom and saw him sitting on his white couch, and it seemed like he noticed you before you could even think about it.

"C'mere, honey…" Patrick purred, tapping the spot next to him. "Did you miss me already?"

You smiled to yourself at how arrogant that bastard was, but you chose to play by his rules nonetheless. "Yeah, I thought about you the whole time I was in the shower."

"Oh yeah?" He asked flirtatiously, watching you take a seat next to him.

You nodded in reply, making yourself more comfortable on the couch as you felt his hand on your shoulders.

"I hope you haven't done anything Daddy wouldn't let you do, have you?"

"Uh, what do you mean?" You darted him your most innocent glance, and you could swear you saw a bright spark in his hazel eyes.

"Awww, don't try to pretend you don't know what I mean." He chuckled, stroking your shoulder before beginning to massage the back of your neck. "Have you dared to touch what is mine?"

God, his words coaxed a loud gasp that fell from your swollen lips. 

"N-no, Daddy…" you turned away from his attentive gaze, but he suddenly made you sit on his lap so that your faces were only inches apart. "I'm not lying."

Thrilled, Bateman examined your features for a moment before gently kissing your neck, your toes curling once his pouty lips found the most sensitive spot.

"You need to drink something warm." He urged abruptly, bouncing you onto his lap. "How about I make you a hot chocolate while you pick something to watch?"

"Oh God, Patrick..." You couldn't stop yourself from giggling at how cute he was.

With a sweet smile, Patrick grabbed your ankle to rub it, but then his sneaky hand skittered up to your hip. "Sounds like a good plan for my baby girl?"

"It's even better than you can imagine." You gasped at how shamelessly Bateman stroked your leg. "You know, when I first arrived, I was really afraid you were going to punish me for ruining your expensive floor with water… you looked so angry."

Patrick couldn't stop laughing as he nuzzled against your cheek. "Relax, silly.  I was just worried about you catching a cold, we have so many plans for the weekend. It actually made me upset." He explained to you as if you were a little kid. "You don't want to be in bed with the flu, do you?"

In addition to his words, Bateman decided to tickle your toe, so you had to answer back.

"Stop, stop, stop!" You almost yelped as you couldn't stop giggling. "I'm really sorry!" He paused, expecting you to say something else. "I'll be more careful next time."

"That's a good girl." Patrick gave you a light peck on the nose before standing up, and you let out a sad gasp as you lost physical contact with him. "Sweetheart, I'm only a few feet away from you." He teased when he heard your whimper.

"Okay, okay." You watched him walk away, but then you mumbled: "Patrick..."

"Yeah?" Bateman turned around, and it was only now that you noticed his bare chest as his robe was half undone.

"I love you so much." The way you said those words made your own heart beat so fast.

Patrick just smirked and tittered to himself. "I know, (y/n). To be honest... I would be very surprised if you didn't."

With that he continued on his way to the kitchen, leaving you both embarrassed and happy. That bastard knew what he was doing, every little thing he did always made you feel butterflies in your stomach, every damn time. You laid on your back and looked at the perfect white ceiling above you, thinking how fucking lucky you were to be with the man who managed to fill your life with emotions and sensations you never thought you would experience before.

[interstellarflare]

Don’t Blame Me || Homelander

-PART ONE-

Warnings: Gore, violence, course language, angst, mature themes, 18+.

Summary: After several long and uneventful months since John’s abrupt departure, Vought’s plan to present the Cerberus project to the public as a superhuman taskforce roughly forces you back into working with The Boys. This time, things will be more difficult as new threats arise, and former friends turn against each other. And all for what? Love makes people crazy, and John will stop at nothing to protect you.

Authors Note: SEQUEL SERIES TO BEND AND BREAK. Here it is! The long awaited sequel to Bend and Break. I am so excited to be writing this, I have so many surprises in store that you guys simply aren’t ready for. If time permits with university starting back up again, I plan for this series to be a little longer than its predecessor. Unfortunately the update schedule will remain the same as I will be very busy, but any spare minute I have will be dedicated to getting this series out there. So please enjoy Don’t Blame Me. A tag list is currently open for anyone wishing to be notified for future parts. Gif by @linusbenjamin

John was staring down at you with an expression you couldn’t read. No one had ever looked at you like that before, with such emotion, with such - 

Pain...there was so much pain.

The air was taken from your lungs as John flinched. Blood splattered the front of his uniform, tiny horrifying droplets coating his skin. A strange warmth suddenly spread over your chest, a deep rumbling cough caused the pain in your chest to increase. Blood dribbled from your mouth. Your blood.

The ringing in your ears became louder and louder, drowning out the terror-filled shouts from downstairs, and John’s frantic cries.

The last thing you saw was his furious expression. His blue eyes glowing a bright red in rage, hatred, and pure madness.

A sharp cry escaped your lips as you sat upright in bed, awaking in a cold sweat and panting heavily.

Your eyes darted around the room as your hands clutched at your chest, your fingertips grazing the scarred tissue of the bullet wound below your collar bone. As the ringing in your ears began to subside, and the echo of the gunshot stopped bouncing off the walls, you released a long and shaky sigh. You buried your head in your hands, trying to dispell the sick feeling forming in your stomach as you sat there motionless, breathing deeply through the nausea.

Over the last month, this had become a regular occurance. The nighmares of your accident had begun to haunt your dreams, and it was something that you couldn’t seem to escape. You didn’t understand why this was happening now. It had been several quiet months since you had been shot, and it was now that your trauma from that moment had decided to come back and bite you in the ass.

Great. Just what you needed.

The nausea had somewhat eased, enough for you to now lift your head from your hands and turn your gaze towards your bedroom window. A single beam of light flowed through the curtains, creating a bright line along the carpeted floor. You sighed heavily, rubbing your eyes with small yawn. The sound of a gentle knock coming from your apartment door caused an annoyed groan to escape your lips. You were tempted to just lie back down and bury your head under the covers, had it not been for the knock getting louder and harsher.

“Y/n? Are you awake? I made some breakfast and wanted to know if you were interested. Max is already inside and he’s about to eat everything if you don’t hurry up”.

You chuckled lightly as Ben’s voice travelled through your apartment, rolling your eyes as you forced yourself out of your bed. Throwing on an old sweater over your pyjamas, you trudged through the hallway into your living room and over to the door, opening it with a half-sleepy smile. You were met with those soft piercing green hues, peering down at you with a gentle grin. “Good morning...” You spoke roughly, clearing your throat with an awkward huff “was Max out here when you came over to ask me?”

“Oh no, he had been knocking on your door for about ten minutes before I let him in” Ben replied, chuckling loudly as you buried your head in your hands out of embarressment. You peeked up at him through your fingers, giggling softly as you shook your head. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I didn’t hear him at all-”

“Don’t worry about it, honestly...” Ben interrupted, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against your doorframe “the kid is adorable. I’ve got a soft spot for him.”

“Doesn’t everyone” You replied saracstically, giving him a teasing glare as Ben rolled his eyes. Stepping away from your doorframe, he motioned his head towards his open apartment door across the hall “Get inside”.

You laughed, moving past him with a small smile as you entered his apartment. It was nowhere as neat as yours, but it had its own, slightly messy charm that you didn’t seem to mind. It more disorganised than messy, with a few things out of place, and a random jacket or shirt tossed somewhere obsurely in the room. As you lifted your gaze towards the kitchen, you shook your head with a laugh as you spotted your nephew, mouth full of pancakes with cheeks full like a chipmunk. He grinned up at you through his food, speaking a muffed “Good moring!” as he continued to shovel in more.

“Okay, why don’t you slow down. You’re going to make yourself sick” you scolded, making your way over to your nephew’s side and peering over his shouler to give his temple a quick kiss in greeting. Max swallowed, spinning to face you as you made your way over towards the kettle “Hey! I was standing outside your apartment for hours! I’m starving-”

“It wasn’t hours...” Ben interrupted, walking over and placing his hand atop Max’s head, ruffling his hair “don’t lie to your aunt”. You laughed, rolling your eyes as you disappeared into the kitchen, deciding to prepare some toast for yourself. You decided that something simple was best, since your stomach was still feeling a litte uneasy. You could feel Ben’s presence behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he placed his head on your shoulder.

“You had another nightmare again, didn’t you?” he asked quietly, pressing a featherlight kiss to the sensetive spot behind your ear. You shivered and sighed, shaking your head with a small groan. “How did you know?”

“I can hear your heartbeat, it’s beating like crazy. Although that could be because of me-”

“It’s not because of you...” You replied shortly, slyly slipping out of his grasp and turning to face him with an annoyed expression, “You can stop pretending you’re interested in me, I know Butcher had you move in here to protect me.”

“You don’t know that” Ben chuckled, folding his arms across his chest and leaning back against the countertop, “you’re a very attractive wom-”

“You’re also the father of my ex-boyfriend...” You spoke blatantly, choking back laughter at the shocked expression that formed on Ben’s face. His eyes widened, a deer in headlights as his lips parted as he struggled to find a retort. Grinning victoriously, your eyes narrowed into a playful glare as you turned to face the kitchen dooray, looking back at him over your shoulder.

“Watch yourself, Soldier Boy. You lay a hand on me that way, and Butcher will have your head.”

From the corner of your eye, you watched as Ben held his hands up defensively, before his form disappeared from your view as you made your way back over to your nephew. With his eyes wide and beaming, his cheeks stained with syrup and cream, you laughed with a small shake of your head. “Come on you, let’s get you to school...” You sighed, ushering him out of his chair and towards the door, “just give me a minute to go change, and then we’ll get going, okay? Go sit in my living room.”

With a loud enthusiastic ‘goodbye!’, Max raced out of Ben’s apartment and into yours, grabbing his bag on the way. As you walked across the hall and into your apartment, you paused in the doorway and turned back towards’s Ben’s. He was standing in the living room, his eyes meeting yours as he gave you a small but respectful smile. “When did you figure it out?” He asked quietly, his head tilting slightly in confusion as he waited for your reply.

You rolled your eyes with a knowing smile, “Which part? That Butcher put you here, or that you’re my ex-boyfriend’s dad?”

“Both...” He replied awkwardly, “the second part isn’t exactly public knowledge.”

You hummed in thought, before replying honestly. “I had my suspicions, but truthfully...I just asked Hughie.”

“Jesus woman-”

“Aw, you thought I was smart.”

“I know you are, that’s what scares me.”

You stuck out your tongue in reply, stepping into your apartment and closing the door harshly. Now in the privacy of your own home, a huge weight began to settle in your chest. That sick feeling in your stomach began to come back as you moved to rest your forehead against the door. You knew that Butcher meant well, by placing Ben in the apartment across from yours. But it still felt strange, especially knowing what you knew now.

With a long and heavy sigh, you pushed away that aching feeling in your chest and turned around to be met with Max’s questioning expression, his eyes narrowed suspiciously as he examined your form. “Are you alright?�� he asked, looking you over completely for any signes of distress. Nodding your head, you shrugged your shoulders.

“I’m alright buddy, I’ll get changed and we’ll go okay” you replied, giving your nephew a small assuring wink before disappearing into your bedroom. Changing into a pair of worn shorts, an old t-shirt and an old black sweater you blieved belonged to an old supe friend, you emerged from your bedroom and grabbed your car keys from the kitchen counter. “You ready bud?”

“Fuck yeah, let’s go!” Max cheered, jumping up from the couch whilst slinging his backpack over his shoulders. Your eyes widened and a shocked gasp escaped your lips. “MAX! No swearing!” You scolded, glaring down at the young boy with your mouth open in disbelief. Your nephew folded his arms over his chest, pouting as he moved to follow you back out into the hall. “Billy let’s me swear-”

“Billy is not a role model!” You shrieked, shoving your nephew through the door and laughing loudly whilst Max giggled evilly. 

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[wonpiris]

2023 appreciation: sher edition ✨

the clock's ticked over to 2024. and it's just got me thinking that even after 16 years on tumblr (phew), this hellsite remains my most comforting space online. whenever i wasn't sure i could ever come out of my shell, the tumblr community assured me that i could still be loved, accepted, and supported for who i am. dare i say this is my...home??? 🥹

so i just wanted to say thank you to all the wonderful mutuals who've made 2023 especially memorable! may this coming year bring everyone peace, fulfillment, and great health. smile as much as you can, revel in even the smallest of good moments, and remember to work hard, play hard, and rest hard!

@agustd3 @alechardison @banghwa @bisexualrapline @buffystark @cardigan @commanderdameron @cordiallyfuturedwight @cosmicdreamgrl @dinoboos @dolanx @dunhamsolivia @fluffyydumplings @girlpash @grovervnderwood @jeonqkooks @jimin-gaon @jinstronaut @jooyeone @jung-koook @kimtaegis @linusbenjamin @loversmore @matchingbees @moonlightstear @odeblr @raplinenthusiasts @raplinesmoon @riley-keoughs @satellitemp4 @shinsabine @sopekooks @spicyclematis @spreadlovelikelegs @starcatching @taee @tbelchers @txbellee @ugh-yoongi @userjiminie @vminsos @whatelsecanwedonow @woozis

[kizzyedgelll]

Hi, everyone! 2023 was a year of ups and downs (just like all the others lol), but it was the year I returned to tumblr! real ones know i never left Be it hellsite (derogatory) or hellsite (affectionate), my tumblr experience would never be the same without my beloved mutuals. Whether you made me laugh by reblogging memes and textposts or made me stand with my mouth open gazing at your wonderful creations, I am truly grateful for being your mutual this year. I hope we can have a nice 2024, blogging together and being amazing.

Happy 2024! ✨🎉🥂💛

@breakfastiffanys @possession @rachelsennot @zendadya, @mikaeled @nostalgicbones @nicolasnelson @linusbenjamin @jamie-tartts @gena-rowlands @tzurim @crushcrushcrushs @shinsabine @julicnbaker @tthrawn @detectivechen @katecastle @harrison-ford @danesdehaan @alexcabotgf @alisonsargent @frodo-sam @peterparkcr @maryjanewatscns @bladesrunner @stydixa @margarethcarter @gettingscrazy @bartowskis @bobbiamorse @thiccbarnes @nowadayz @buckysbarnes @deweyduck @milesgmoralles @waymond-wang @demarcoes @hekaates @heroeddiemunson @jesperfahxey @piperhaliwell

[serotoninlinus]

my autism really said "alright, now this random not even that famous 68 year old american actor most known for playing the villain on the 2004 hit tv show Lost will be your idol in such a significant way to you, that when you watch anything with him in it with your parents, your grandma will give you this knowing look whenever his character first appears on-screen because she knows it makes you flustered. Good Luck!" and i went "( ´｡• ω •｡`)👍"

[stripesysheaven]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTY MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE TODAY 💖✨🎂💖✨🎂💖✨🎂💖✨🎂💖✨🎂💖✨🎂

KARDELEN ILY THANK YOU 🥺❤️💜💖♥️

[userjohndeacon]

this was a weird year but this site sometimes helped lmao

anyway here's my follow forever! every single person here is amazing and you should absolutely go follow them.

ride or dies @im-an-adult-ish @musedblues @six-bloodyminutes @almightyellie @cinewhore @spiderispunk @ladyfogg

moots @vinmauro @djo @heroeddiemunson @ricky-olson @ncutii-gatwa @imcompletelylost @charles-beckendorf @kwistowee @callahanhazels @jonathanbiers @eddies-munson @howard-cassie @danesdehaan @ellariasand @laylaeelfaouly @shinsabine @jamesbuckybarns

creators i admire @yenvengerberg @freddie-mercurys @anya-chalotra @buckysbarnes @tessas-thompson @yellenabelova @bladesrunner @laurabenanti @linusbenjamin @milkovivhs @tomshiddles @folkloriancabin @arabellas

source blog/network recs @eddiemunsonsource @pedrohub @tedlassogif @popcultureds @lgbtqcreators @femaledaily @usergif @dailyflicks @filmgifs @pscentral

[lost-secret-santa]

Lost Secret Santa

Hi! I thought it would be fun to do a Lost Secret Santa this year, since it seems like the community is big enough that an event like this would work!

This will be a pretty basic fandom Secret Santa gift exchange. You will be assigned a giftee that you can anonymously get to know through asks and make them a gift to be echanged around Christmastime.

Gifts can be really any kind of fandom content you like to make. Some ideas of what that could be include (but are not limited to): fanfic, fanart, edits/gifsets, fan video, a playlist, meta/analysis of a certain character/ship/episode/scene etc., a handmade item (only if the giftee is comfortable giving you an address you can send it to), poetry, icons/profile pics/banners, or themes!

So basically the plan for Lost Secret Santa is you have until November 20th to sign up, and I will be anonymously assigning you a giftee on the weekend of November 25th.

When you sign up there are spaces for you to list what characters or ships you want to receive a gift for, and what characters or ships you are okay making something for, as well as what kind of fandom content

You can list specific ships/characters or general things for either (for example: Kate Austen, Jack x Kate; or any m/m ship, any female character, any canon ship, any platonic friendship, etc.) please be specific and list any character or ship you really don't want to make something for so that I don't assign you a giftee that you won't enjoy making a gift for, however, try to give more than one answer, especially if it's a less major character or rarepair ship with a smaller fanbase.

I will share your preference for characters/ships and type of content you want to receive with only your gifter, and will not share which characters you will/won't create for with anyone.

Once you have been assigned your giftee you will have a month to send them messages on anon so that you can get to know them better and make a gift that they will like!

Gifts will ideally be posted on December 24th, 25th, or 26th, but can be posted any time up until December 31st.

Tag your gifts with #lostsecretsanta2023 so that I can reblog them

If you sign up but have to drop out at any time, I totally understand but please let me know as early as possible so that I can figure out something for your giftee so that everyone gets something.

I'm not sure how many people will be interested in doing this but I hope it will be fun

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@obsessivedaydreamer @eponine119 @epiphytecanopy @bitchboylinus @unorthodox-oblivion @ff-12 @linusbenjamin @stripesysheaven @skatiet @ivebeendressingforrevenge @hamster-on-fire @finneganhart

[makeyoumine69]

Cheek to Cheek

— PAIRING: Sugar Daddy!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

— SUMMARY: The idea of slow dancing with someone makes you feel so insecure, good thing Patrick knows more than anyone how to make you feel safe and comfortable.

— CONTAINS: Just sweet romance and affectionate Sugar Daddy!Patrick Bateman himself.

— WORDS: Around 1k

— SONG REC: Chris DeBurgh - Lady In Red 💞😥

— A/N: I wanted to write it since I got this ask from my dear @sleeplessphantom. Many thanks to @linusbenjamin for her amazing gifs. I highly recommend you to listen to the song while reading, please enjoy!💗

— LINKS: [MASTERLIST], [SERIES MASTERLIST], [buy me a coffee]💓

A soft touch of cold metal sent shivers down your spine. You stood with your eyes closed in front of the mirror in Bateman's bedroom, feeling his hot breath on your neck as he buckled the necklace around it with unusual softness.

"Done," Patrick murmured before kissing the spot behind your ear. "You can open your eyes now."

Excitedly, you did as he asked, and a loud gasp escaped your lips when you saw a beautiful necklace, encrusted with diamonds, shining like the stars in the midnight sky.

"Patrick… it's so beautiful," you stammered in embarrassment, feeling overwhelmed by various emotions. "But I can't accept it."

"Of course you can." He demanded in a stern voice, looking at your reflection in the mirror and hugging your waist so tenderly. 

"I'm sorry," you gasped, running your finger along the golden chain of the necklace. "It's too expensive, I can't—"

"Cupcake, stop it!"

You quickly turned to face him before he could say anything else and pressed a finger to his plush lips, silencing him. "I know something so expensive it's nothing for you, but it's too much for me."

Without saying anything, Bateman just wrapped his hand around yours and pecked your finger, while his other arm was already stroking your back in a soothing way.

"You don't want to offend me, do you?" He asked in a low voice when you moved your hand away.

"Patrick," the way you called his name made him pull you closer and plant a rather lurid kiss on your neck, just above your necklace. "P-Patrick, I've never received gifts like this before."

"It's okay, honey," he purred, lifting your chin to make you look at him. "I'll change it."

Gasping, you really didn't know what to say — his brown eyes were just too much to handle, too much to even think — so when Bateman covered your mouth with his, you just hugged his neck and let him have his way with you. With no rush, Patrick savored every second of the kiss, his soft lips moving so perfectly along yours that you even had to hold back a moan. Every move of his tongue was so right, so startling, so dominant. As your hands slid down his broad back, you felt him nibble on your lower lip and then suck it with a lewd sound. The kiss ended as suddenly as it had begun, and you even had to lean on his shoulders, because your head was spinning from his intoxicating taste. 

"Mmm, it looks really good on you." Patrick murmured and grinned haughtily, tracing a finger along your neck. "Since you mentioned that you never received these types of gifts before, I remember you also told me that you never tried slow dancing?"

His words made you freeze in place, even though there was a huge panic in your chest. "W-why are you asking?"

With a mischievous smile, Bateman turned and walked towards the living room. "Just follow me."

And you did.

The dim light made the atmosphere even more romantic, and when Patrick turned on the music, the sound of the first notes made him smile brightly. 

"This is one of my favorites — 'Lady In Red'. Do you know it?"

Shyly, you stepped closer to him, and he mirrored your move, so that you were face to face again. "Yes, I do. It's... very romantic."

Bateman just grinned and offered you his hand. "Let's dance then."

"Oh, no!" You giggled nervously and backed away. "Please, don't even ask me to dance. I’m so awkward and clumsy and—" The lady in red is dancing with me, cheek to cheek, There's nobody here, it's just you and me.

Just as you heard the lyrics, your heart skipped a beat and an invisible force, a force humans named 'love', pushed you into his arms and made you accept his hand. Patrick said nothing, he just left a brief kiss on your palm and rested both your arms on his broad shoulders.

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight, I've never seen you shine so bright, you were amazing.

"Feeling less scared?" He whispered affectionately, holding you closer by your waist and confidently leading you in a dance.

Smiling bashfully, you turned your face away from him, not wanting him to see your embarrassment as his strong hands moved rhythmically up and down your back, sometimes going lower to caress your hips.

"I just…" you paused, finally daring to look into his hazel eyes. "I can't believe this is actually happening."

His low, yet soft chuckle made you float, and if he wasn't holding you in his arms right now, you were sure you would be sprawled out on the floor by now.

"That's so sweet," Bateman pressed you even closer, so that now your bodies were rubbing against each other, with every move he made you felt like you were about to pass out, his strong scent hitting your nose as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. "I really love seeing you like this, Cupcake."

"Like what?"

"Happy. And mine." Patrick punctuated his words with a gentle kiss on your exposed shoulder, rolling his hips slightly against yours and forcing you to almost claw at his biceps.

"Patrick," you gasped, running your fingers along the back of his head, feeling his soft hair under your touch. "I... I think I—"

Bateman stopped you, because everything was so clear that no words needed to be said.

"I know, Cupcake," he lowered his head. You did the same, so now your foreheads were pressed together. "I know."

The background music was so on point that it literally made you cry, but as soon as the first tear slipped down your face, Patrick caught it and wiped it away. If the soul was tangible, you could say that he just touched it. Right now, there was no pain, no sorrow, no lies — just you and him, and you wished that this moment could last forever. The moment when Bateman finally took off his mask and let you see his true face.

The lady in red is dancing with me, cheek to cheek, There's nobody here, it's just you and me, It's where I want to be, But I hardly know this beauty by my side, I'll never forget the way you look tonight. I never will forget the way you look tonight... The lady in red, the lady in red, The lady in red, my lady in red, I love you...

P.S. Thank you for reading until the end! Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I don’t have a taglist. You can follow my side blog @makeyoumineagain and turn on notifications to know when I update!

[buckysbarnes]

✨ First and foremost, thank you so much to everyone who made it possible for me to achieve this follower goal. I took such a long hiatus from this blog for such a long time and thought that it would never reach such a goal as 5k! I know to others this isn’t a big number, but it means a lot to me. Especially when a lot of the followers happen to be such amazing mutuals and people I’ve been able to consider friends as of lately. Thank you guys for sticking around through my fandom changes and fixations. I hope you guys are ready for more to come. 

As many of us who make these little celebrations, I’d decided to give back and do some edits for those interested! I didn’t have a clue on how to make a little tidbit for this, so I hope the lovely Elio ( @djarin ) is okay with me jotting their post format. ✨

If you need to know what kind of things I make you can find my stuff here. Or if you wanna know what kind of stuff I like and go based off that, I have that linked here.

🎲 + timestamp roulette: send me a movie or show with a timestamp and I’ll make a set off that. 🍒 + make me choose between characters, friendships, pairings, movies, shows, seasons, episodes, etc. 🌈 + colourful edit! send me a movie or how and I’ll either make a rainbow set or a two color set. 💖 + favourite: ask me my favourite movie, show, character, scene, episode, etc or something really specific that you have in mind. 🥳 + (MUTUALS ONLY) Feel free to send the little celebration guy and I’ll make a gifset to surprise you.

Down below are just a couple of my mutuals who I’m very thankful to have followed me back through these few years and hope they continue to do so. Thank you to everyone again. ✨

@peterparkcr, @g0thtaemin, @thewintersoldier, @charlie-hunnam, @sebastians-stan, @harrison-ford, @natscatorrcio, @daniel-bruehl, @kenloganroy, @yellenabelova, @sheryl-lee, @buffy-summrs, @ianmckellen

@ryaangosling, @buckys, @jesicajones, @crowley-anthony, @avasillva, @chenlucys, @verucasalty, @jamesbuckybarns, @henry-alex, @piperhaliwell, @heroeddiemunson, @barbie-movie, @tessas-thompson, @billykcplan

@buckybarnesj, @sci-fi, @linusbenjamin, @margoterobbies, @lokihiddleston, @tomshiddles, @djo, @stars-bean, @annacoleman, @userspree, @shane-west, @djarin

@kingofscoops, @decidemp3, @uservalerian, @jamie-tartts, @ginaricky, @nowadayz, @nick-nelson, @rachelsennot, @taylorwift, @stydixa, @nataliabartons, @mcgregor, @ghouls-ghoul, @evansgarfield, @hauntedlilies, @gatortillmans, @90scully

If you’re not on the list I am so sorry I missed you, I might have just made this at 2am on a work night so please forgive me. LOVE YOU!!!

[tennant]

BEFORE VS. AFTER COLOURING CHALLENGE

so.. you know that rude person who asked eena (@llokilaufeyson) about us gifmakers? there it is, this is showing how hard we make gifs. that 3rd gif shows how vfx team at dw using orange filter on my newborn time lord fifteen and i tried my best not to orangewash him. anyway i mostly created them from scratch (apart from jessica jones because god knows how CYAN and DARK that show is KSJDALJD)

i was tagged by colouring queens @leonerdnimoy and @rosamndpike (thank u legends!). sorry it took me this long to accept y'all challenge because... eh you know me lol. anyway tagging @lancevoltron @linusbenjamin @tylerposey @rosettyller @hayaomiyazaki or whoever wants to do this (no pressure indeed)

[supermarvelgirl15]

Thank you for the tag Liz! This was so fun!! 🫶🏼 @yoditorian

Go to Pinterest and search:

1. Colour of your phone background + aesthetic

2. Favourite animal + aesthetic

3. Name + core

4. Movie you rewatched multiple times as a child + aesthetic

5. Favourite time of day + aesthetic

6. First word of your favourite song + aesthetic

No pressure tags! - @anomalous-duck @firefly-in-darkness @thewayiknowyou @linusbenjamin @mostlymarvelsstuff @mithology-marveloholick