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heartstoppercentral · 9 months
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couples + head touch
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astearisms · 6 months
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come away with me 🌧️
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why-i-love-comics · 7 months
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Action Comics #1057 - "New Worlds" (2023)
written by Phillip Kennedy Johnson art by Rafa Sandoval & Matt Herms
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eileenslibrary · 2 months
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Man Of The Hour
A/N: Just needed some fluff today so I wrote this, hope you enjoy 
Tiny Dragon! Zhongli x GN! Reader
Warnings: Only mentions of work stress and crying, Zhongli is a lil shit, fluff, me listening to Norah Jones too much.
Song: Man Of The Hour, by Norah Jones
GIF is not mine
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“It’s him or me”
The two men stand in the doorway looking at you incredulously as the tiny dragon sits in your lap you look up at him “Neither I am happy now” you hum petting behind his ears as the dragon purrs like a cat.
That’s what he said
But I can’t choose between a vegan and a pothead
The two men scoff and leave your house the door slamming behind them the dragon curling his small tail around your wrist and letting out a big yawn.
So I choose you because you’re sweet
And you give me lots of lovin’ and you eat meat
“No more complicated meals for us huh?” you pick him up from under the shoulders and flop onto your back looking up at him, his little tongue stuck out of the side of his mouth you chuckle and pull him under your chin.
And that’s how you became 
My only man of the hour
The tiny dragon wiggles in your arms as the sunlight peaks into the curtains before dancing over your head “It’s not breakfast yet” you grumble grabbing the tiny cat serpent and tucking him into your arms.
You never lie
And you don’t cheat
He stands on his hindquarters as he watches you cut up the salmon you chuckle at the cuteness throwing him a piece for him to catch and eat.
And you don't have any baggage tied to your forefeet
You boop his little nose when you return home immediately falling onto the bed to say hi to your little dragon your work attire ruffled from a long day. “So quiet in here?” you hum picking him up and placing him on his pillow his tail swatting in excitement, watching as you switch into his favorite hoodie immediately slipping into the big pocket his head coming out one side, his cute butt out the other.
Do I deserve, to be the one, who will feed you breakfast, lunch,
And dinner and take you to the park at dawn
He peaks out of the top of your shirt as you meet with your friends downtown his forked tongue peaking out taking in the new smells, you feel his tail wag as he smells all the delicious food. You chuckle as you approach Wanmin restaurant sitting with your friends as they coo at the tiny dragon poking his head from your shirt, you all order and feed some of your noodles to the little one until he slips into a food coma.
Will you really be
My only man of the hour
You feel the tiny dragon climb up your pants with his tiny claws as you wait for your coffee to be done as you read the paper, he finds your lap and curls still sleepy, you stroke one of his horns making him purr in content as he naps on your lap.
I know you'll never bring me flowers
Flowers they will only die
You once again find a shiny rock on your bed waiting for you on your bedside table, They weren’t flowers but it was just as meaningful, you stash it in one of the drawers with the other knick nacks he brought you. 
And though you'll never take a shower together 
You put him in the bath with you as you rinse the grime off his scales making him pout as the mud falls from him “No rolling in mud Rex! It tracks mud into the house” you scold washing under his belly.
I know you'll never make me cry
You sink in front of the door sobs wracking your body from the hard day at work, Rex’s little head pops up from one of your boots yawning as he climbs out of it and walks over to you rubbing against your leg and getting your attention, you look up and peak at him before scooping him up into your arms sobbing into the soft scruff of his neck. 
You never argue
You swing him around at the soft jazz making you smile as he gives you an odd look, none of your significant others did this with you always breaking into an argument due to your “childish” nature. You kiss his snoot pulling him into your arms once again and cuddling him next to your heart.
You don't even talk
Even though he can’t talk he does make a bunch of ruckus as he ruffles in your sock drawer making you chase after him when he grabs one of your socks his tale wagging frantically as you try to corner him and grab the sock but he dashes between your feet. “Oh come here you little shit!” you huff chasing after him as he climbs up the towel holder, you finally grab him and gently yank the soaking sock from his mouth making sure not to hurt him.
And I like the way you let me lead you
When we go outside and walk
You bought a chicken harness so you could take him out on walks as you stroll down the harbor the gold collar that has REX in bold red lettering. He leads you down the harbor and sits on the dock you sit next to him and swing your legs over the edge your socks and shoes to the side as you dip your toes watching the fish swim by.
Will you really be
My only man of the hour?
He was glad you dumped those pea brains and lived this nice life with your cute dragon, maybe someday you’ll catch him in his human form and he’ll tell you his true feelings for you, maybe he’ll finally swing you around the living room, bring you flowers, and finally share a shower with you.
My only man of the hour.
My only man of the hour.
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clopiya · 3 months
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I think Laufey could fix Noelle
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seharuuchan · 5 months
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Lesbian, let’s gooooo
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louislonely · 9 months
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me
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elmleif · 1 year
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The coolest mom in Brindleton Bay ✨
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partyofthemind · 1 month
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Enjoying Norah Jones's Come Away With Me with an Allagash Coolship Red.
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federer7 · 8 months
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A Street in Bow. East London. 1914
Photo: Norah Smyth
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tunnelsnacks · 1 year
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Seven of Swords
[UPRIGHT: tact, deception, sneakiness, strategy]
[REVERSED: imposter syndrome, duplicity, keeping secrets, dishonesty]
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heartstoppercentral · 2 years
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this is exactly how it went actually
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Gale's about to give me some unpleasant news. I wonder where Astarion went... 🤔
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2ndborn1st · 14 days
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Bohlale Norah
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larobeblanche · 3 months
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Norah Neilson Gray (British/Scottish – 1882–1931) • Little Brother • 1920-22 • Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum
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vixivulpixel · 3 months
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Human Norah! But proper this time
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