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“I Love You” “ I Know “

@cutie232

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Falling in Love on the Fourth Floor - part 11

Summary: Out of an act of desperation, you move in with a guy you kind of know who happens to have a really hot brother who lives next door.

Author’s note: hmmmmmmmm things are getting… interesting… Wonder what's going to happen next..... also shout out to @aboggoblin, @doriansgf and @prythianpages for help with the plot ily 🫶

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dick: my itty bitty, teeny weeny tiny little baby brother

Jason: *is the size and shape of a brick shit house

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a certain time of the month comes with cramps and emotions. loads of emotions. thank god when one has three roommates to keep up.

(for all the period-having peeps out there. I see you. I feel you. very much right now. *winces* but maybe it becomes a lil more bearable with this! like - just a lil. 💕)

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ganseyth

The Date

Part: 15

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.7k

Warnings: fluff (nothing crazy this time around)

Note: thank you so much for your patience with me! life has been absolutely crazy with school and my job - i hope this chapter makes up for it :))

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You didn't know what to say. 

His invitation hung in the air as you tried to form a response. 

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you thought about how fast you guys were moving. 

And the truth was you weren't scared. 

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aphrcdites

the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object

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This is such a strange pipeline but pls i hope i’m not the only one

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i fear i wont articulate this correctly but at the end of the video as they are running away from the building filled with speak now memorabilia being destroyed so she can escape, taylor stops and looks back. and that little moment is so complex and heartbreaking to me because its like. she was trapped in there counting the days on the wall for when she'd be free. but its so clear on her face when she turns back that she didn't want to have to destroy all of the things she'd done just to break free from being locked away, to own her work again. she took her speak now versions painting (her rerecording) and ran. but she still looks back on this building filled with the other pieces she couldn't bring with and stops for a second as if in disbelief, awe, heartache even that this what it came to in order to survive. it shows on her face so clearly. and the rest of the crew yells for her that they have to leave (that its time to go if you will) and she bolts. but ! that pause and all it entails! it hurts. the rerecordings are a great thing in the sense that she gets to own her work but its so painful it happened This way

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ayo-edebiri

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse + text posts

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sighberiann

"It's a metaphor for late stage capitalism"

"I punch fascists, I get girls"

Sony thank you for giving me this

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aphrcdites

“not all men”

you’re right, my favorite fictional character would never.
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bringing my thread here in honor of the ballad of songbirds and snakes trailer today because the "lucy gray parallels katniss" people are out there and they are wrong, lucy gray baird is peeta mellark and sejanus plinth is katniss everdeen and i will die on this hunger games hill

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sydneymack

Rhys, Nyx and Feyre - A Court of Thorns and Roses

Artist: @b_kinkyk

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The Hewn City - Azriel x Reader

Summary:  As a member of the Inner Circle, Rhys has requested you accompany them for their routine visit to the Court of Nightmares. You’re terrified - enter protective Azriel.

Warnings: crappy parents, brief mentions of violence

Word Count: 5,000

A/N: I love Azriel, that’s all. Requests are still open, and my request guidelines are linked on my masterlist. I hope you enjoy, please consider liking/following and all those things! :)

You hated the Court of Nightmares.

It was the place you’d been born and raised, tormented by your greedy parents and their fake friends. It hadn’t taken long for you to become disillusioned and disgusted by life in the Hewn City; you hated the way everyone was watched and judged, the way any and all relationships could be sabotaged in a matter of seconds all for a little bit of power.

You ran away when you turned 18, right as the War began. Everyone important (including your parents) was preoccupied with funding and logistics, and so no one chased after you. You weren’t surprised, you hadn’t expected them to send a cavalry after you. Of course you were a little hurt by their lack of interest in you, but it only reminded you why you were leaving in the first place.

You walked for days with hardly any food or water, until you were so exhausted you thought you might collapse in the woods and die. So be it, you had thought, I’d prefer death to living in that Cauldron-forsaken city, anyways

It was pure luck that you stumbled upon a camp of Night Court soldiers, all of whom were shocked by the appearance of your starving, disheveled self. None of them had jumped to help you, save for one Illyrian soldier with long hair and bright red siphons. He’d caught you as you all but collapsed onto him, carrying you to the healers’ tent and then to his own, where he fed you a really disgusting, genuinely awful stew.

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The Clown

Pairing: Jason Todd (version unspecified) x F!Reader

Warnings: kidnapping, injury, mentions of death

Word count: 1273

A/N: Here’s part 11 of castle of glass! This is partly build up for the next chapter, which is going to be a lot longer. But I hope you like it!

Y/N’s head spun as she started to come around. The throbbing told her she’d been hit over the head rather than drugged. She hated that she knew that, but Luthor’s men had hit her over the head when they grabbed her, whereas Jason had given her a strong sedative when him and Dick were fighting over the cowl. That time when she woke, her head had felt full of cotton wool, but it wasn’t exactly painful.

This was definitely painful.

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