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Bianca: Wednesday will never agree to this plan.
Enid: what do you mean? She's gonna love it!
Yoko: No. We already asked her her three times and she turned us down.
Enid: Please! You just need to have a master at work here!
Enid: *Walks up to Wednesday and smiles at her with big puppy eyes* Wednesday, can we-?
Wednesday: Yes.
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Bunnie: “Of course, Antoine and I don’t use pet names.”
Sally: “So, how do you say ‘my love’ in French?”
Bunnie: “Mon amor?”
Antoine: “Oui, mon coeur?”
Bunnie: “…”
Sally: “Don’t lie to my face ever again.”
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Percy: I love you <3
Annabeth, *jealous*: how many people do you say that same thing to
Percy: everyone
Annabeth: everyone?
Percy: yes, I tell everyone that I love you
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hauntedwoman · 6 months
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my cat and i are sharing a cherry poptart<3 love and peace on planet earth<3
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impulseowlll · 7 months
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not what I usually post, but here's a cute little ghost party.
The Dj ghost is playing Noah Kahan
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I create my Tumblr posts with one thing in mind-- Danneel Harris Ackles is among us. She is one of us, and she deserves to smile at content involving her husband getting fucked in the ass by his husband, Misha Dmitri Tippens Krushnic Collins.
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smol-feralgremlin · 2 months
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FebruarOC Day 13: Metzi
Letters came from her son so infrequently that when Pía came skidding into the house with a wide grin on her face and handing over the letter written in Alaric’s scrawl, she had barely believed it. He hadn’t written in five or so years. As she held the thick yellow-green paper while examining the address, more and more of his now graduated apprentices gathered around, waiting to know the contents of the letter.
“He’s writing from a different place,” she said as she unfolded the letter. 
It wasn’t very long, often they weren’t. But the contents made her smile far more than even the times he sent her seeds along notes on the care of the plant. Metzi finished the letter and handed it off to Nico. He barely got a chance to hold it before it was being snatched away.
“He has a new apprentice and–” Exclamations of delight greeted her words and she smiled before snapping her fingers to make the quiet down. “And he’s coming back home.”
That was greeted by cheers and even more hands trying to get the letter. Metzi backed her way out before they started wrestling for it. She had plans to make, a shawl to start on, and Alaric’s place to start getting cleaned up. Lots to do and an indeterminate amount of time to do it in.
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keldae · 3 months
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if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn't matter, let's get to know the person behind the blog <3
Awww, thank you for the tag! <3
I'm (very slowly) working on my debut fantasy novel. If I do it right, it'll be the first of a trilogy. ;)
I have nine tattoos, and plans for a bunch more! My first tattoo was in Quenya with Tengwar runes. (I had been planning on getting #10 while I was in Ireland in September, but alas, the budget didn't quite work out. The CAD to Euro conversion rate suuuuucks. Next Irish trip!)
I've been serving on command staff for the local divisions of the Rebel Legion and the 501st Legion since 2019 -- a PR deputy for the 501st, and the membership/PR officer/backup XO for the Rebels. Currently 501st elections are underway, and I am stepping down from that PR post, but one of the guys running for my local garrison's leadership asked me if I want to be the charity rep officer if he wins the election. So depending how that shakes out, I might not be escaping another command post this year. ;) (I'm part of a third costuming club, The Dark Empire, but so far I haven't been tapped for any sort of official responsibility for that club, besides helping write a costume standard! Yet.)
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nitebit · 8 months
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❛ Shit. Listen, you didn't see that. ❜ She's been locking herself in the fourth floor bathroom lately during lunch. Mostly to get high, but also to practice the spells Darcy gave her. She's excelling at the former.
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bestiie lets actually revisit that wonderful twin aemond idea since im feeling devious tonight. valaena losing her maidenhead to who she supposedly thought was aemond but was actually his twin (im gonna ignore the optics of the hip scar for a sec and for the eye scar, well the eyepatch is easy but he got one of the maids to create a scar with makeup) also she was drunk so she may not be as attentive to the little stuff that she knows aemond to do and aemond finds out only when she talks about it
TWIN AEMOND LET'S GOOOOOOOO
oh man,,, this has so many possibilities,,, let's say aemond is the older twin and younger twin never forgets that
aemond's twin being an even more twisted version of aemond, without the duty and the sense of honor that drove aemond intially
and the twin wants valaena, wants to finally get something for himself first, to take something from aemond the way he feels aemodn is always taking from him
from childhood, everyone knew aemond was in love with valaena, even if he was in denial about it, even if that love become somewhat different and darker in their years apart
nobody even noticed the way aemond's twin felt about valaena, nobody noticed the warning signs, the way he became obsessed with her and with taking her from aemond
so when valaena is back in court to visit helaena, dark twin makes a plan,,,, he tricks aemond into looking after helaena or something, gets valaena drunk (which she doesn't normally do, it literally takes like 2-3 glasses of wine), and takes her to her room, pretending to be aemond the whole time
he gets valaena naked, she is tipsy and horny and losing her mind,,, she let's the twin brother take her maidenhead, cries out aemond's name when she comes
(valaena would've taken either twin,,, the worst part is he didn't need to pretend)
but later,,, aemond asks her why she's walking a little crooked, she makes a joke about how he should be more gentle with her next time
he looks over, sees his twin smirking, sporting a hickey, and it all clicks together
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ladamedusoif · 6 months
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You had to know your turn was coming, no? Our new favorite iteration of FMK: Dad, Daddy, DILF, with Mr. Ben, Dave, and Din SVP.
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GODDAMMIT. You are a menace. (And you like it.)
Alright. Here we go:
Dad: there can only be one choice here, right?
Benjamin. All the way. No question. Would fully support my dork parenting choices, ensure library cards were obtained within weeks of birth, and be really good at reading aloud. Also used to handling confusing groups of younger people, so ideally equipped for co-parenting.
The next choice was HARD.
Daddy: Argh. ARGH. Damn it.
David York, come on down. Don’t make me discuss *that* dream, Jules. Ahem. Just know I have my reasons and they’re GOOD ONES.
DILF: And this means I have to surrender my Occasional Space Boyfriend. I hate this. But maybe he’s just not into commitment. Single dad and all that. I can admire him yearningly across the Nevarro marketplace. Might slip Grogu some cookies.
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readyplayerziggy · 9 months
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Does Tamamo ever think about how much different she would've been without Koyanskaya's influence from all that time ago?
How dreadfully thin she'd be?
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Why would she think of any of that when she could think about how godsdamn fat her wife's ass got over the last two days and how many ingredients she'd need for the cupcakes she's going to make for her and Musashi to eat off their Assassin wife's Anti-Fortress dumptruck.
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elcanotorious · 8 months
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If I die eating the kittens toe beans then I die the way I intended.
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persephoneflouwers · 2 years
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Alrigh who can write a fic where Louis is on stage in NY with the red jacket with triangles until he removes it to pull off the fittest total black outfit ever known and Harry is in the audience and is drooling literally but also starts feeling so jealous of Louis stripping on stage like that (not really stripping but there is only so much Harry’s jealous heart can take) and he decides to change his outfit for his own show on the same night, picking the bratty babygirl one with pink leather trousers, tight tshirt and…
… no collar (allegedly, but he can’t go up there without it now, can he)?
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