#Hope Tumblr posts

  • fawnnbinary
    27.05.2022 - 2 minutes ago

    Buck is in thrasher??? Ot4

    KAJHDFKSJDGHSKJGH no, I'm sorry anon, he's in their universe kjsgkjhdfg and he's old as dirt by the time thrasher are out and about doing their thing, he was born in the wild west times!! he's more like Axel's crotchety old grandpa

    #miles.ask #oc talk #sorry I must have misspoke in those tags to get ur hopes up!! #and now I'm typig w chicken all over my hands I'm getting my blog dirty 😔
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  • ghost-of-you
    27.05.2022 - 2 minutes ago

    I think Crystal said that it was Mike’s emotional support beanie or something…

    She did, it makes sense with how much he wear it, I feel bad cuz it seems to be out of stock everywhere.

    #poor baby #i hope they got it tho #someone sent a link that seems to be on stock so maybe they saw it #i was asked
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  • drolliic
    27.05.2022 - 2 minutes ago

    lemme make you things // @wcyfarer​


    SEE, IT DIDN’T TAKE ME THAT LONG AFTER ALL. I ended up going a little crazy, a little stupid and made a whole package s O. Usual disclaimer that you don’t have to use them if you don’t want to yadda yadda. I had fun working on them and all of that. \ o /

    #wcyfarer #❖ ❯ eight lives and a dream ➤ ooc ! #❖ ❯ eight lives and a dream ➤ edits ! #[ I may complain about suffering in PS but I love making graphics #hope ya like them :D ]
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  • nextstopparis
    27.05.2022 - 3 minutes ago

    watching 2.08 again.

    #not doing well❤️ #‘roya do you ever watch any other episode—‘ NO #IM LITERALLY STUCK ON THIS DAMN ONE REPLAYING IT OVER AND OVER HOPING ITLL FUCKING END DIFFERENTLY #bbc merlin #just. ignore me #2.08
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  • onlyoneofyouu
    27.05.2022 - 3 minutes ago

    tagged by my lovely spouse @we-called-monsta-for-a-reason ❤ thank u bb, sorry i'm late, i've been off tumblr for a bit :(

    tag game: q&a

    favorite time if the year: yup, i'm another autumn enthusiasts 🤚🍂🍄

    comfort food: tagliatelle with tomato sauce <3 and ham cheese toast <3

    do you collect something? the real question is: "is there something you don't collect?"

    favorite drink: tbh the same apricot juice i've been drinking since i was a kid :") <3 praying they never stop producing it

    current favorite song: lonely boy by txt <3

    favorite song: you mean EVER?? just ONE?? oh my... maybe somewhere only we know <3 i'll never be over her, everytime i listen to it my hearts feels like bursting

    tagging @doramaarmp3 @li-taiye @ghostfeather @pleasemeosaur @henlex @foxpuppylove @jaejoontrashpanda and some new lovely people who have been a lot in my notifs recently: @jungwookjins @wickeddarkness-place @smokingrafics @sanswonderlandmullet (if any of you wants to do it ofc 💕)

    #yes i am tagging tasha too cuz i have hope in her comeback 😤 #tag games
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  • princesandromeda
    27.05.2022 - 3 minutes ago

    Hi there! I was wondering if you have the free movie? If so where can I find it? Thanks!

    Hi! They brought the second part of The Final Stroke to Mexican theaters (May 19th-24th) and I watched it there. ;v; If you live in Latin America, they'll also bring them to other countries, just later. I'm not sure about worldwide release.

    To be completely honest, I'm not really good at technology ;v; so I'm not sure if someone already uploaded it at some streaming site (I read somewhere that since the blu-ray hasn't been released yet, probably not, but don't quote me on that). I'm sorry I couldn't be more help, I have a couple of pictures and I could explain the context if you want?

    #answered#rinmatsuokas #i like your username! #tho i know for a fact that the first part is available on cinépolis klick. an on demand platform where you can rent it for about... 2.5USD #or buy for 7USD. but it's a mexican streaming service as far as i know so i'm not sure if it's region locked #if it is. you can like. dm me and i'd be willing to host a netflix party of sorts #fair warning that it's spanish subs. which admittedly aren't the best bc in the final stroke pt two they translated Ryuuji's name (Ha #(haru's coach) as slide. but whatever. #thanks for stopping by! I hope I didn't scare you with my little prank orz
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  • firefighter-diazbuckley
    27.05.2022 - 5 minutes ago

    going on a college tour tomorrow where the high is 102 (fahrenheit) and i’m dreading it

    #why is it so fucking hot #the cons of living in an actual desert #hope i don’t get heat stroke:)
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  • drawingthelines
    27.05.2022 - 6 minutes ago

    little guy eating thing thats too big for him and also for the bottom feeders lol

    UGHHHH tigrito is so cute but also im still severely depressed about my little pumpkin oscar :’)

    #this is an oscar fish appreciation blog #i hope beby is a girl. means less aggression towards other fish #oscars are omnivores btw so #fishy can eat the bottom feeder tablet. they just preffer meat based foods #fish/ #gotta tag it like that sorry i dont want another weird fish/ blog following me?? #SORRY ABOUT ALL THE FISH POSTING BUT ALSO. ID HOPE PPL FOLLOWING READ MY BLOG DESCRIPTION LMAO
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  • thekittylorian
    27.05.2022 - 7 minutes ago

    When you see the color schemes and overthink 🙈

    #dawn means hope #mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian#overthinking #has grogu been officially adopted #dadalorian is all systems go
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  • ghost-of-you
    27.05.2022 - 7 minutes ago

    I'm sorry but Crystal on Twitter trying to find somewhere to buy another one of the beanie Michael lost is adorable.

    #I feel so bad he lost it #i hope they find a way to get him a new one kspskapoaap #i'm rambling
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  • aconites
    27.05.2022 - 7 minutes ago
    𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 for @lcvesdeath​​!
    𝘼 𝙎𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙃𝙐𝙈 leaves the brunette’s lips as she takes in her appearance in the mirror of what she gathers is the eighth dressing room she’s visited today, turning to the side to view the dress she’s wearing from a different angle. ❝  i think this might be the one, teddy. ❞ she calls out, smiling to herself as she did so. it wasn’t unusual to see juliet shopping in a fancy designer boutique on a thursday night, but she was sure not many other patrons had a bodyguard waiting right outside their door. it’s been almost a month since the assassination attempt by an enemy of her father’s had taken place and since then, the woman had been under the watchful eye of his security team -- more specifically, teddy’s. she hadn’t been too keen on the idea of having a bodyguard be with her constantly, especially one that would be moving in with her until the threat was taken care of ( something that still hasn’t been completed )  but when she laid eyes on him, she thought that maybe she could have some fun with the situation. it started by walking shamelessly around her luxurious condo with barely any clothes on after he moved in, trying to get a reaction out of him in any way that she could. flirty comments and provocative remarks were never shy off her lips but the man didn’t seem to be at all phased. yet that didn’t mean she stopped trying to break his tough exterior. it’s exactly why she’d force him into yet another shopping spree today, showing off all the risque little dresses she could find and hoping to test his resolve. she wasn’t exactly sure what her endgame was, but she definitely wouldn’t complain if they ended up falling in bed together. opening the door to her dressing room, she stepped out while holding a red dress in her hand, turning to give him a look at the outfit she had on which showcased her exposed back. ❝ what do you think? should i get this one in black or red? ❞ she smirks, waiting for his reaction.
    #closed starter. #ft. teddy. #hope this is okay !
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  • doubleminor
    27.05.2022 - 7 minutes ago

    hi! only if it's not at all too troublesome could you please gif these moments: fox pointing at lindgren after tipping in his shot (around 37:50), again them in the line after the game (02:37:10) and when they look at each other and laugh in the post game presser at 05:33? again only if it's not too time consuming!! just love wholesome d-partners :')

    i was able to find when he pointed after the goal but unfortunately all the streams that i can find end before the line after game & post game presser, i'm so sorry i wasn't able to grab those!

    #.ask #anon #i hope this suffices #i was too busy last night to go back and get the clips so today i had to work with what i had im so sorry!
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  • whenyoulosesmallmind
    27.05.2022 - 7 minutes ago

    sam’s wip whenever and a snippet of Deathsaurus’ backstory...? tw for some mildly disturbing imaginery and violence plus some intrusive-ish thoughts. english phrased weirdly, too.

    i swear this is a silly crackfic, guys! it just has some odd mood whiplashes ig. anyway, i think this little snippet is funnier if you consider that prior to this Tarn and Deathsaurus already have 1. tried to maim each other, 2. had a heavy petting session, and 3. that the ‘incident’ that made Tarn spiral into this train of thought is that he kicked Deathsaurus under their table because he dared interrupt him with a ‘wrong’ opinion.

    “Too slow,” [Deathsaurus] grins, and rests an open palm on the tables’ surface to stop its shaking. He explains: “I’ve read something here and there, bits and pieces– you’re the expert, I trust your judgement,” and the anger that had stung Tarn at Deathsaurus’ interruption suffocates and dies with the swiftness of a man’s whose throat has been slit – or with the deftness of teeth sinking and ripping the tender skin of an exposed neck. (There is a curious rumor circulating about Deathsaurus’ sharpened teeth that tells the story of how a young MTO escaped the grasp of the madness of his kind with the taste of his comrades’ blood in his mouth.)
    Tarn thinks about Deathsaurus’ own due to anger, then, to the law of reciprocity that estabishes it as a variable mesurable only against one’s proper personal values, to Deathsaurus’ innaturally white teeth peeking behind the thin line of his lips and how they’re closing around the tip of the straw; Tarn thinks that he already knows the low note they make when closing around thin air and that he should’ve just discovered the one they make against flesh, blood, bone: reciprocity.
    #if you read this and think i have a thing for mouths and teeths no i don't (lying) #tbh the date fic would even have reached a state of almost-completedness but i cannot stop poking it #so i keep dissecting the bits i like and posting them as wips #hoping it will give me the strenght to stop meddling with the words #(it has been unsuccessful insofar) #but i think i have decided finally on a human name for deathsaurus and it is dmitry bykov (watch me change it next week) #tarn has a first name that has been IT since i started thinking about his human counterpart's backstory #and i think i have a solid middle name but i keep fiddling with his surname(s) #but he has a date of birth and it is the 27th of december #(ironically he is a few months younger than kaon) #transformers#humanformers#tarn#deathsaurus#tarnsaurus#transformers idw#tf idw#mtmte#maccadam #sam.doc #wip: tarn's h*t girl midlife crisis human au
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  • azzyjane-snowdrop
    27.05.2022 - 8 minutes ago

    A Quick Rough Sketch of Human WINTER🌨️❄️

    For all ADMIRERS AND SIMP OF WINTER here take take a A QUICK SIMPLE DOODLE SKETCH of your favorite SNOWBOI❄️🤍🌨️

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  • gearbroth
    27.05.2022 - 8 minutes ago

    Heard loud and clear!

    #tf2 #team fortress 2 #savetf2 #not to hopeful yet but truly did not expect a response so this is rly something #hoping its a good something and things change
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  • stories-and-such
    27.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    Hope Mikaelson never got sick. Ever.

    That week that they were working on the float for witch week and Alyssa Chang contaminated half the school? Hope was fine. When Rafael caught the cold and passed it around the group? Everyone got sick, except for Hope. Her immune system was just that good. Illnesses couldn’t keep her down.

    Or so she thought.

    It was a regular Monday morning. Everything was perfectly normal, except for the simple fact that Hope couldn’t breathe. She sat up in bed and fell back down when she felt the room spinning. She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them again, the room was still.

    She sat up, slower this time, and sat there for a moment.

    “What the hell?” she asked herself as she sniffed and felt the sneeze coming on. She ran to the bathroom, sneezing the entire way there. She grabbed some toilet paper and blew her nose into it, making a disgusted face when she saw what she left behind once she was done.

    “Wonderful,” she muttered, throwing the paper away and washing her hands before she started to get ready for the day. She may be sick, but there’s no way she’s missing class.

    “Bed. Now,” Josie commanded, guiding Hope into her room. Hope grumbled and dropped her bag by the door, dragging her feet in a child-like fashion. She huffed and sat down on the edge of her bed, glaring at the brunette standing in front of her with her arms crossed.

    “This is ridiculous,” Hope argued. “I feel fine.”

    Josie put her hand up to Hope’s forehead and gave her a look. “You’re burning up and you were sneezing non-stop in class. Not to mention you almost fell because you got dizzy. You’re staying here.”

    “Are you staying with me?” Hope asked, wanting to sound more incredulous than hopeful, but failing. Josie did her best to hide her smile as she responded.

    “I talked to my dad and he said it was okay since I’m all caught up on my work. And besides, this is a rare instance since you never get sick.”

    Hope groaned. “This is stupid, I don’t need a babysitter! I am perfectly capable of-”

    Her sentence got cut short when she started coughing uncontrollably. Josie walked over to her bedside table and grabbed the water bottle placed next to her books. She handed it to Hope and the auburn-haired girl took it with a grateful look in her eyes. After she could breathe again, she took a drink and sighed.

    “Okay, fine,” she breathed, completely exhausted, “maybe having you around isn’t such a terrible idea after all.”

    Josie gave her a victorious smirk and walked over to Hope’s dresser. She pulled out some sweats and an oversized t-shirt, handing them to the shorter girl and motioning to the bathroom with her eyes.

    “Come on,” Josie said, “you’ll be more comfortable in this.”

    Hope mumbled a quiet ‘thanks’ and walked over to the bathroom, trying her best to keep her balance so Josie wouldn’t worry. She took her time getting changed, complaining to herself the entire time. It’s not so much that she didn’t want Josie around, truth be told she enjoyed the brunette’s company - more than she’d like to admit. The problem was that she didn’t want Josie to see her like this; weak and fragile. It made her feel vulnerable in a way, and she wasn’t too fond of showing other people that side of herself, so she would have much rather done this alone. But then she thought of the way Josie had looked at her in class, with such concern in her eyes, and she told herself to just suck it up.

    When she walked out of the bathroom Josie greeted her with a kind smile.

    “That’s better,” she said.

    Hope threw herself on her bed and sighed. “This is awful. I don’t know how you deal with this. I can’t breathe, I can’t smell anything and the room won’t stop spinning.”

    Josie chuckled. “Don’t worry, it sounds like a cold. Nothing too major, it’ll be over soon.”

    She walked over to her backpack and pulled out a water bottle filled with what looked like some sort of tea. She handed the bottle to Hope and watched as the older girl gave her a puzzled look.

    “What is it?” she asked, taking off the lid and attempting to smell it.

    “Ginger tea with the added bonus of a spell. It won’t cure you immediately, but it should help speed up the process,” Josie explained. When the other girl hesitated, Josie gave her an encouraging nod.

    Hope took a sip and cringed. “That tastes like feet.”

    “I never said it would be good,” Josie laughed. Hope tried handing her the bottle back, but Josie put her hand up and pushed it back towards Hope. “No, you have to finish it.”

    Hope pouted, but listened and downed all of it, gagging when she was done.

    “See? Quick and easy,” Josie said, taking the bottle out of her hands.

    “You wouldn’t be saying that if you had to drink it,” Hope grumbled, laying back on her bed with her feet dangling off the side.

    “Oh, stop complaining,” Josie said, “you’ll thank me later.” Hope looked up at her and tried to give her a dirty look, but ultimately failed when she saw her smile. Her breath caught in her throat and she completely forgot the witty remark she was going to make. Maybe I’m more sick than I realized, she thought.

    “So what now, Nurse Josette?” Hope asked, trying to keep her cool composure despite feeling like she was about to vomit.

    Josie chuckled, causing Hope to wonder if the sound of her laugh was always this beautiful.

    “Well you seem pretty tired, so I was just going to let you sleep for a while,” Josie said as she moved Hope’s legs onto the bed. She draped a blanket over Hope’s lower half and the girl gave her a sleepy smile.

    “How about we put on a movie so you won’t be bored when I fall asleep?” Hope suggested. Josie nodded and walked over to the tv to get the remote. She walked back and pulled up a chair next to Hope’s bed.

    “Why are you over there?” Hope asked, feeling a little loopy. Must be a side effect of whatever spell Josie put on the tea.

    “What?” Josie asked. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. Your bed is too small for two people.”

    “No it’s not,” Hope argued. “Watch. Come over here.”

    Josie complied and walked over to the other side of the bed. Hope sat up and motioned for Josie to sit down. The girl followed her lead and sat down with her head against the backboard, surprised when Hope laid down, semi-on top of her. Hope nuzzled into Josie’s chest, too tired to care what the brunette was thinking right now, and let out a content sigh.

    “See?” She asked, more asleep than awake. “Big enough for two.”

    Josie smiled and turned on the tv, lowering the volume just so that she could hear it and it wouldn’t bother Hope. Hope mumbled something incoherently and then fell fast asleep before Josie could decide between ‘Blind Date’ and ‘Let it Snow.’

    Hope woke up a few hours later to an empty bed. She hated to admit it, but she was a little disappointed when she looked around the room and found that Josie was nowhere in sight.

    She felt her stomach growl and decided to go down to the kitchen to get some food. Just as she was moving to get up, the door opened and revealed Josie on the other side, in a different set of clothes, holding two saran wrapped sandwiches in one hand and two water bottles in the other. Josie beamed when she saw Hope sitting up, despite the confused look in the older girl’s eyes.

    “Oh good, you’re awake,” Josie said, nudging the door closed with her foot when she got inside. She walked over to Hope’s bedside and set down the food, placing a hand over Hope’s forehead to check her temperature. “You’re still a little warm, but it’s better than before.”

    “How long was I out?” Hope asked, clearing her throat when she heard how hoarse it sounded.

    “Well, you fell asleep at around four and it’s ten, so about six hours?” Josie sat down on the chair next to the bed and took the two sandwiches she’d brought for them, handing one to Hope.

    Hope’s eyes widened at the revelation, taking the sandwich from Josie’s hand. “Six hours? What did you do that entire time?”

    Josie swallowed the food in her mouth and cleared her throat. “Well, I watched a movie, and when that was over I decided to read for a while. Then MG dropped by with the notes from class and I studied for a while. Did some homework, made you a copy of the notes and then I went to go change and get us food.”

    Josie motioned for Hope to eat when she noticed she was just looking at her. Hope blushed when she caught herself practically drooling at the sound of Josie’s voice and took a bite of her sandwich. She still couldn’t taste anything, but she was starving so she didn’t really care.

    They ate in silence, Josie smiling proudly when Hope finished all her food. She took the wrappers and threw them away in the trash can placed in the corner of the room. She turned back to look at Hope, her expression still tired despite the long nap she’d just woken up from.

    “Do you want to go back to sleep?” Josie asked, walking over and sitting down on the edge of the bed. Hope looked down at where her hands were, centimeters away from Josie’s. She looked up at the girl in front of her and shook her head, blinking to try and clear her thoughts.

    “Uh, no,” she stuttered. “It was a really nice nap and I- I’m not tired, I just, I think I should stretch my legs. I’m tired of sitting.”

    Josie laughed at the girl’s inability to form a coherent sentence. She didn’t look like she fully understood why, but it amused her nonetheless. “Okay,” she laughed.

    Josie got off the bed and Hope regained the ability to breathe. She shook her head and yelled at herself to get it together.

    Hope put on her shoes while Josie patiently waited for her by the door. When the auburn haired girl was done, they walked out and into the hallway together. It was starting to get pretty late so there weren’t many students wandering the halls, especially since it was a school night.

    The two girls walked down the stairs and out the back door into the cool, dark night. Josie turned to look at Hope and saw her shivering; she wasn’t wearing a sweater.

    “Here,” she said, taking off her sweater and draping it over Hope’s shoulders. Hope looked at her and frowned.

    “But now you’re gonna be cold,” she said as they continued their walk, headed towards the water. Josie smiled at the innocence in her voice when she said it.

    “I’m not the one that’s sick.”

    Hope gave her an annoyed look, but didn’t comment. When they made it to the edge of the water they stopped. Josie admired how beautiful the moon looked over the lake and how the reflection of the stars on the water made everything brighter.

    “Wow,” she gasped, “it’s gorgeous.”

    “Yeah,” Hope agreed, but she wasn’t looking at the moon, or the water, when she said it. Josie turned to look at her and Hope looked over at the sky as quickly as she could, avoiding her eyes.

    They remained by the water for a little while longer, the silence that washed over them comfortable and peaceful. But when Josie noticed Hope shaking harder than before she made them go back inside. Hope didn’t try to argue this time, she simply nodded and allowed the brunette to guide her inside with her hand on her lower back, which sent her heart into a frenzy.

    When they got back into her room, Josie covered Hope with two blankets in an attempt to get her teeth to stop chattering. While she did that, Josie made light conversation, talking about what she took notes on and how they would go about getting her caught up once she felt better.

    Hope listened and nodded, not really paying attention to her words. She was more focused on the sound of her voice, the way her eyes squinted when she smiled, and the way her stomach flipped whenever she touched her in any way. Hope had never actually said it out loud, or even let herself think it, but she had it bad for the younger girl. She had ever since they were kids, but she was always too afraid that the brunette wouldn’t return her feelings so she never said anything. But now, here she was; taking care of her at her weakest moment and looking at her like she was the most beautiful star in the sky even though she felt, and probably looked like she was dying. Hope just couldn’t deny her feelings anymore, at least not to herself.

    “Better?” Josie asked after a small pause, gently placing a hand on Hope’s shoulder.

    Hope smiled. “Yep. All warmed up.”

    Josie nodded and glanced over at the clock, sighing when she saw the time. 10:37pm. They’d been out there longer than she thought.

    “I should go,” Josie sighed. “Let you get some rest.”

    Hope’s face fell slightly. She didn’t want her to go, but she also didn’t have it in her to ask her to stay.

    “Oh,” she said, fiddling with the edge of one of the blankets. “Yeah, you umm.. Yeah, definitely.”

    Josie gave her an apologetic smile and got off the bed.

    “Or,” Hope said in a moment of bravery, just as Josie was about to reach for the doorknob, “you could, umm… you could stay. Here. If you wanted to.”

    Josie gave her an incredulous smile, not actually believing that the Hope Mikaelson was asking her to spend the night. “Umm…”

    “I mean, it’s just that there’s really no point to you leaving when you’re just gonna be back here tomorrow- assuming you’re coming back tomorrow. Not that i’m assuming anything! Because there’s nothing to assume. I just- it’s that, you know-”

    “Hope,” Josie said, stopping Hope mid-ramble. “You’re right.”

    “I- I am?” Hope asked.

    Josie giggled and walked back over to her side, bending down so they were eye level. She was close enough that if she leaned in, their lips would meet. Hope’s breath caught in her throat at the proximity between them, making her a little light headed. And for a split second she thought she could see a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of Josie’s mouth, like she knew what she was doing to her and she was enjoying it.

    “I was gonna be back tomorrow,” Josie continued. “I suppose it’d be more beneficial to stay anyways, just in case you need anything throughout the night.”

    “That was my next point,” Hope smiled, causing Josie to laugh quietly. Hope couldn’t take her eyes off of her, and in that moment she decided that she was going to do everything in her power to hear the sound of her laugh again.

    “I’m just gonna go get some stuff from my room and tell Lizzie that i’m staying here for tonight,” she said, not moving until Hope nodded.

    When Josie left and Hope was left alone, she sighed and fell back on her bed with the biggest grin ever plastered on her face.

    She’s spending the night.

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  • andtimeisnotonourside
    27.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    A teaser for the next chapter of Big Reputation:

    Kuhn Korn was an intimidating man in an intimidating house and Porsche was consequently quite intimidated.

    It could be because he was surrounded by alphas and felt like he was drowning under the combination of scents; aggression and bravado seeping out of all of them in waves. It could even be him sitting in this… compound, surrounded by the quiet sort of wealth that even in his wildest dreams he would never be able to fathom.

    Kinn grounded him though. They weren’t sat next to each other, rather, across from each other, separated by the enormous table, but still. Being in the alpha’s presence after five years. It was enough.

    Something broken in him was being stitched back together, inciting a suspicion in him that he didn’t want to- could not explore at the moment.

    Being in the presence of two alphas such as Kuhn Korn and Kinn made him want to stay on his toes.

    #I’m really liking where this is going so far #i hope everyone enjoys this chapter #hope to post it this weekend #probably Sunday #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche#fandom: kinnporsche #big reputation the fic #beth talks and no one listens
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  • dormiloncito
    27.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    fnshiushhdgshzgagd there are several downsides to asking for rides...

    #i am shittin my pants #we got hit by another car (i'm okay) but the dudes didn't stop so my friend chased after these guys... #so now they have pulled over and i'm sitting here. a bit scared. i just hope they can sort out everything peacefully 😭😭 #should've taken the bus #apologies for my first reaction being posting it to tumblr of all things lmfao will delete this in a bit just. Yeah
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  • staticky
    27.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago


    i miss u and love u too im sorry this is so late to respond <3333

    #i have not been well! but i hope ur doing great bestie fr fr 💖💖
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  • writergeek
    27.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    Hope. Sometimes, it’s not all it's cracked up to be.

    BTHB: 23: Hope Is Scary @badthingshappenbingo and @batfam-big-bang


    Bruce paces around the Manor.

    The problem with being both Batman and Bruce Wayne is that Batman already knows all about what happened to the car, courtesy of Oracle. But Bruce Wayne has not been officially informed and cannot yet act. He cannot leave, not when he’s supposed to be waiting for a ransom call from the hijacker.

    A ransom call that now will not come.

    But Wayne officially does not know that. Not yet anyway.

    Hence the pacing.

    They both jump a little when the phone rings, although neither will admit it.

    Alfred hurries over and picks it up, telling himself to seem calm, like this is business as usual. “Wayne residence, how may we be of assistance?” Bruce comes over and stands near enough to hear through the handset, bouncing on his heels in agitation.

    “Pennyworth. Good.” It’s Gordon on the other end. “Is Wayne there?”

    “Yes,” Alfred says, eyeing his shamelessly eavesdropping son with a raised eyebrow. He grins back, acknowledging the social faux pas but not caring. “Would you like to speak to him?”

    “Actually,” Gordon hesitates, “is that a phone you can put on speaker?”

    Damn. It’s bad news then.

    Continue on AO3 or read the whole thing from the beginning.

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