#my first ever

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Pope John XXIV and his Apostolic Preacher, Vincent Benitez.

[screenshot redraws from Pope Leo's inaugural mass with Tagle]

[mikewheelerdidnothingwrong]

As a madwheeler shipper. I'm making them kiss on the mouth and you can't stop me.

They’re sibling coded and isn’t Mike literally gay? take your hetslop somewhere else and stop harassing bylers.

[starqueensthings]

Here’s the quote lovely! Take your time! I’m so glad you wanted to participate!

“may my heart

be the softest place you fall,

may this love

be the wildest place you run”

I am stoked to see what you come up with! 💖

(I got carried away 🙂)

Pairing: Fives x Fem!Reader

Inspired by @anxiouspineapple99’s lovely prompt.

Warning: GENUINELY not proof read. Sorry for all the inevitable comma splices and passive verbs, because Wrecker, is that a bagel?

“Quick, Mesh’la! Climb!”

His tone was frenzied, hurried, panicked, and yet somehow still dripping with the same wild glee that never failed to emerge in the direst of times.

“I’m trying!” you gasped, heart hammering heavily in your ears as you urgently heaved yourself up the narrow, rusty ladder, ignoring the sharp flakes of paint that kept breaking away from each rung and embedding themselves into your palm. “You didn’t tell me I’d be climbing an old fucking ladder on the side of a building, Fives, or I wouldn’t have worn heels.”

“Why would I tell you and ruin the fun?” he jeered from below you, failing to repress the chuckle that accompanied the infuriating grin on his lips.

“This is fun?” you demanded, halting your movements entirely to glare down at him.

“I swear it’ll be fun when we get there!” he defended, nodding toward the top of the ladder still a dozen feet above your head.

“If we don’t get kriffing arrested first,” you grumbled, giving him an indignant shake of the head and a roll of your eyes.

“Yeah, well… they’re not far behind us so I’m not holding my breath,” he answered with a snort. “Here’s hoping whoever is holding the handcuffs likes your pink panties as much as I do, because I think they’re going to be our ticket out of this.”

“Fives!” you gasped, pausing again to jam the hem of your dress between your legs, humiliation threatening to send your cheeks aflame.

“Hey, don’t cover the goods!” he protested, reaching up and yanking the fabric from its unceremonious pinch between your thighs. “I was enjoying the view.”

“I’m going to murder you once my hands are free.”

“Talk kinky to me later, Babe. For now, just climb a little faster… I can see their flashlights around the corner.”

At the top of the ladder was the expanse of a commercial rooftop; the apparent poor craftsmanship of the structure now below your feet had caused significant pooling of water in some areas… yet despite the obvious derelict and despair, the sight before you had instantly robbed you of breath. Your mouth fell open, and without a second thought to the fear that had sent you frantically scrambling up a decrepit ladder in the darkness mere seconds ago, you eagerly took the dozen steps toward the opposite side of the rooftop, deftly pulling your shoes from your feet and tossing them haphazardly to the ground beside you.

Barely inches from your toes was a seemingly infinite drop into the underworld; a column of emptiness encircled with hundreds of thousands of lights, the coil of radiance so descending so deeply into the core of the planet, that their luminescence simply became no match for the sheer distance. A quick glance upward lay the infamous Coruscanti skyline; as majestic as it was endless, and as breathtaking as the audacity of the man who’d led you here.

“Thought you’d like this.” His hands slithered their way around your waist, pulling you tenderly backward until your body was flush with his.

“It’s… gorgeous,” you breathed, tipping your head backward to his chest as he perched his chin atop your shoulder.

“Yup, you sure are.”

You pursed your lips against a grin that would too eagerly expose just how happy you were to be in his company. Since that night that he’d feigned ignorance and asked for help racking up a set of pool balls in the dim lighting of 79’s, Fives, and all his mischievous endeavours, had kept you entirely on your toes. And while his affinity for “fun” was one of the things you loved most about him, it was moments like this that you held close to your heart when the harrowing loneliness of his extended deployments threatened to dismantle your resolve to spend forever with him. It was these quiet spans of only a blink where all distraction went ignored; these seemingly frozen seconds where your love for each other remained impenetrable by the menial factors of time and space; times like this when nothing except the feeling of his fingers between yours and his breath tickling your neck mattered in the grand scheme of life. If you had Fives, you had enough… you had everything.

“I love you,” you whispered, reaching up to weave your fingers into his dark hair.

“I love you too, Cyare.”

You tipped your head back, eyes fluttering closed in preparation for the euphoric feeling of his lips against yours, for the taste of him on your tongue, for his hands to tighten their grip around your body.

“THERE THEY ARE!”

“YOU TWO! HALT AND STATE YOUR BUSINESS.”

Your shoulders jerked in fright at the sudden intrusion; the flashlights that you’d spent the last ten minutes evading, now directing their stark beams of light directly into your eyes, but neither of you moved a muscle.

“THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY,” the officer continued to intone loudly. “HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM.”

“Should I throw my panties at them?” you whispered coyly against his lips.

“Honestly? I kinda wanna keep them…” Fives risked stealing another tender peck before saying, “Your shoes will have to stay here though. Get ready to run.”

“Wha-?”

“Now!”

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Taglist: @anxiouspineapple99 @sinfulsalutations @starrylothcat @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @secondaryrealm @dystopicjumpsuit @freesia-writes @blueink-bluesoul @littlemissmanga @523rdrebel @wings-and-beskar

[satsuitez]

:3

[crueliste]

new psd time yippeeee

[ginazmemeoir]

i had this shayari event at college and this is my first ever so i thought i'd post it here (its about how i've never dated anybody and right now i don't even have a crush so i'd like to manifest a love story)

Ishq naam ke lafz ko itna bola ja chuka hai Ki ab honthon pe uska wazan aata hi nahi Ghalib, Daag aur Jigar ko bhi humne jhootha sabit kar diya Jo kehte hai ki dil diye bina zinda raha jata hi nahi.

Mohabbat ki nahi jisne, us dil ki tadap batlayen kaise? Jo tha hi nahi kabhi, uski judaai samjhayen kaise? Surkh seher, jo itna itarake aati hai Syaah shaam hi janti hai mere raaz use yeh batayen kaise?

Intezaar hai us mahvash ka Jiski tabassum ke liye hum mar jayen Us nazneen, us afreen, us rooh buland ka Jo humari duniya ki mehvar ho jaye

Musalsal alfaazon ka karwaan is tarah unki zubaan se behta jaye Ki us sahil ki aagosh mein hi rehne ka man kar jaye Unki zulfon ki khushbu is qadar sar chadh jaye Ki gulon ka bhi apni ana se aitbar uth jaye

Jaane kaisi hai yeh bechaini jo vusl se pehle hijr ka matam banati hai Jaane kaisa hai yeh samaa jo haal e dil ka ahsaas karata hai

Mom se is dil ko shamma kar jaye ab koi Qitabon ke qisson ko meri bhi dastaan bana de ab koi Dimaag ki tasveer ko haqiqat banade ab koi Mere pet mein bhi titliyaan bhar jaye ab koi Adhoore nahin, faqat akele se dil ka yaar ban jaye ab koi Nausikhiye se is qissago ko sikandar-e-sher bana de ab koi

Iss bahar-e-basant mein, iss shayaron ki bheed mein shayad ek akela hi hoon main Jo bina pankhon ke parwaaz karne aaya hai Ufaq ki doori dekh kar dar jaate hain bahut Humko toh bas urooj karna aata hai.

[starlightgirl242]

The First Illustration of 2023!

Here’s a colorful gift for @benjaminthewolf.

It’s a vibrant piece of art I made with them in mind. Not only did I drew Soul BF, I also drew the little angelic wolf, who is now resting comfortably within the rainbow healing liquid. 😊🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜✨

(To note: I kind of went overboard with the rainbow colored hearts around Soul BF. 😅👉👈)