Tumgik
#my
sanrilaar · 2 days
Text
Tumblr media
41 notes · View notes
seeseagulls · 13 hours
Photo
Tumblr media
30 notes · View notes
killergirll3 · 1 day
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
46 notes · View notes
ayatxt · 7 hours
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
ᯓ★ 🫕 ᡣ𐭩 .ᐟ
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
ᯓ★ 👠 ᡣ𐭩 .ᐟ
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
⇢ ˗ˏˋ 28 march 2024 3:09pm ࿐ྂ
20 notes · View notes
helleluj · 4 months
Text
obsessed with this tweet
Tumblr media
6K notes · View notes
saintbleeding · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
[ID: Digital art of Chester and Norris from The Magnus Protocol. They are both portrayed as object-heads with dated IBM monitors attached to their shoulders. Chester is taller and thin with a medium brown skin tone, with one leg of his trousers conspicuously missing. Norris is shorter and fat with pale skin. They are standing with their hands in their pockets, facing slightly away from one another. Chester’s screen says “Canaries should stay above ground.” and Norris’s says “I’m so sorry. I should have listened.” The image is overlaid with heavy chromatic aberration, distortion, and glitch effects. End ID.]
how we doing gamers. is everyone feeling so normal.
2K notes · View notes
anderwater · 11 months
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
AYO EDEBIRI as Sydney Adamu THE BEAR | Season 2 Trailer
6K notes · View notes
foxyteah · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
DCxDP Week 2023 Day 1
Prompts: John Constantine | Found Family | Oops
Constantine: kid you can't be my pops, you're like 3 in afterlife years
Danny: sign this and by the time you start counting your age in afterlife years i'll be old enough to be a grown adult's dad
Constantine:
Constantine: ink or blood i can do either
3K notes · View notes
libertyybellls · 3 months
Text
KISS IT OFF ME !
Tumblr media
pairing; finnick odair x f!dist4!reader
summary; finnick can’t take his eyes off of you in any crowd- but he can take care of you, what’s new?
contains; FLUFF, established relationship, finnick is still pining for reader, alcohol consumption- but positively i guess, reader is anxious in the beginning, objectification by the capitol as per usual.
a/n: i hope im not misunderstood but when i put specific photos or outfits/hairs in the headers of my works that is not directly what i am picturing the reader as! its more-so the hairstyle, or the outfit- or simply the aesthetic of the picture. not the race, hair nor body type. ur all cutie pies. ok anyways onto the fic kiss kiss.
☾⋆。𖦹 °✩
“well would you look at that!” your stylist squeals in your ear, “from the moment you won your last games i have just been dying to design for you again and… here we are!” she ushers you to spin around.
she’d always been kind to you, perhaps less kind to your dignity- always wanting to flaunt you like a show pony- but nonetheless her support had always been there.
“it’s beautiful, thank you.” you smile small at her. so bittersweet, she was oh-so ecstatic to dress you up once more but to you- this meant less serenity to you. more agitation, more distress, more death.
it felt like a paradox, to be adorned in this sweet, innocent, baby pink before you’re sent away to a grim world once again- you’d already gone off on a tangent to finnick. you’d both sobbed solemnly about the cruelty of it all, how you would never be able to live in peace.
but finnick just wanted you both to have this one night, to indulge in the capitol before you were sent of to your deaths, obviously he would see the brighter side of thing- blabbering about plutarchs plan and how he only needs to protect you, katniss, and peeta until he can get you out of there.
sounds so very simple doesn’t it?
once you’d finished your interview you attended a party, a celebration for the third quarter quell. how ironic, what was there to celebrate?
you’d seen the food platters, the spiked drinks, and indulge you did.
your brain had been fuzzy by the time you’d escape the overbearing class of the capitol citizens, who wanted to know every detail of your life.
it was then- finnick had spotted you- so inebriated you’d genuinely laugh at something the woman next to you said.
feasibly being that she’d said something so pretentious you couldn’t help but tilt your head back in laughter. but nonetheless he admired.
he admired your dress, your smile, the way your eyes slightly disappeared when you laughed, the way your hair was laying down your back. he was simply under the spell of you.
it was then your eyes met his smitten ones, so love drunk- or possibly just drunk- that you’d excused yourself and made a beeline straight for him.
he’d encaptured you with warm arms, a leather corset-like article of clothing consumed his waist- followed by his white buttoned down that seemed to be unbuttoned.
you noticed the way his eyes consumed you- not like the others did. not like you were a piece of cake, not like you were something they had to have for the night, but someone who lit his chest alight.
“you look beautiful.” he murmurs into your hair, his hands around your waist.
“i hardly feel that way- im scared, i think.”
he shook his head, pulling you from his warm embrace much to your dismay. “don’t be. you’re with me right now.” finnicks plush lips lay atop your forehead now.
you laugh as he continues to peck your face, giggles leaving your lips.”so beautiful.”
it was only when you nearly toppled over your unnecessarily long pumps that he took not of your consumption.
“so head over heels it seems you’ve had a little to much to drink. what do you say i get you back to your room now? hm?” he straightens you back up. “run you a bath?”
you let out a muffled mm into his chest, your other hand placed on the side of his chest holding you steady. “love you s’much finn.”
it was his turn to laugh now, there was no mockery, no heinous act behind it, just you and finnick. “i know baby.”
-
1K notes · View notes
panni3znajomy · 3 months
Text
Sunday plans:
Sleepy sex in the morning
Coffee
Sex on the kitchen counter
Breakfast
Shower sex
Watching movies, eating pizza and more cuddling and sex
1K notes · View notes
lolottes · 6 months
Text
Flash had to modify the time… then modify a little differently Now he has a sarcastic teenage meta who interrupted him in the middle of patrol
Meta: Flash? you're the one who changed time? well done to you, I'm immune to time change and your last change made my existence illegal, a government agency, my now ex and my own parents want to kill my hero identity and the justice league no longer remembers me! I'm not going to ask you to change the course of time, but if you could tell the Justice League to remove the anti-ecto laws that would already make a big difference for me!
Flash: uh, ok I'll watch that?
Meta: ok then, good luck, I'm going back to patrol my own city
Flash once the meta part: did the first change create a new hero and the second ruin his life? ... oh my gods, how am I going to explain this to the other???
Or Danny and Clockwork take advantage of a double change in the timeline and the Amity Park blackout to lie to Flash
BUT it's for a good cause! for the ghosts, and prevent war crimes which will end in war / massacre of the Earth
2K notes · View notes
seeseagulls · 3 days
Text
Tumblr media
25 notes · View notes
sanrilaar · 17 days
Text
Tumblr media
539 notes · View notes
socpens · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Thank you for watching
950 notes · View notes
hellofriendhawke · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
page 1-3 of a comic I'll never finish :/ figured I might as well post what I did make tho
3K notes · View notes
saintbleeding · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
[ID: Digital art of Daria from The Magnus Protocol. They are a thin person with pale skin and wavy, mid-brown hair with bleached tips. They stand with one hand cradling their chin in thought as their painting-self reaches out from the canvas in front of them, removing their lips with a slightly bloodied palette knife and a smile. The painting-Daria’s tattoo is more vibrant and detailed, and they have warmer-toned skin and natural honey-blonde hair, elegantly styled. Behind the two figures there is a red-toned mish-mash of erratic lines and blended textures. End ID.]
my fave thing about this episode is it allows me to ponder at length the question of “given the opportunity, would dorian gray have had a weird gay thing with his portrait?” (obviously yes)
680 notes · View notes