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irisintheafterglow · 2 months
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you were glowing again.
you, you, beautiful you tucked under the sheets of his tiny twin bed in an even tinier university dorm. with barely enough room to fit both of you, the arm pinning you against him was simultaneously ensuring you didn't roll onto the carpet. the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, bathing his room in a comforting orange glow. and there you were, smiling at him like he'd placed every star in the sky.
"i don't understand how you could be so enchanting," he whispers, "but still know zero shit about chemistry."
"there's no correlation between those two things," you point out just as softly, a small smirk teasing at the corner of your mouth. "one can be enchanting and stupid at the same time." he shrugs but peeks down at you with one sleepy eye open.
"i guess so."
"maybe i'm enchantingly stupid," you joke and his chuckle rumbles against your body. "it's a possibility."
"no, no. i think you're stupidly enchanting," he corrects, pressing his lips to the top of your forehead. "don't fall asleep. you still need to finish that worksheet."
"fuck the worksheet," you mutter against the fabric of his shirt. you grip tighter to his body even when he makes no indication of pushing you off and it makes him smile again. "i like being here with you."
"i like being here with you, too."
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almond-tofuuu · 2 months
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Zayne Is so husband coded
Everything about this man just has such a domestic feel to it in the best way
Like he just has husband energy, I don't know how else to describe it but I can 100% imagine coming home to him after a long day of work, cooking together and cuddling up on the sofa, him reading a medical textbooks while I lay my head on his shoulder....
Like just simple, domestic bliss 🥹
(I am so soft for this man pls help- 😭😭😭)
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vampiresfromxenon · 5 months
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Therapy isn’t enough I need to cuddle up with Astarion and watch The Great British Baking Show and hear him giggle when someone says “soggy bottom”
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sleepyeye17 · 1 year
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Steddie drabble time
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Words: 464
Steve forgets his food. He eats half of it, then gets distracted, sticks it in a pocket or on a shelf, on his desk, once in his sock drawer, and walks away. He’ll find it later and either eat it or throw it out. It’s a bit funny, although he knows it can be annoying to live with. Their housekeeper has issue with it, obviously, because she’ll find candy or chips or cookies smashed up and soaked in the washing machine when she does Steve’s laundry. Past dates have found it endearing at first, then annoying when they borrowed Steve’s sweaters and found the pockets full of crumbs. Nancy never really borrowed Steve’s clothes, but she would sort of sigh whenever she saw his half-eaten cookies left on her desk or his chips in her car. Steve understands that. It is annoying. He knows that. He just gets distracted a lot. Robin will borrow his clothes, and laugh when she finds his snacks in the pockets, and call him a goldfish because of his two-second memory. That’s fine. She's his best friend.
Now he’s the one borrowing Eddie’s clothes, and he tries to make sure the pockets are empty when he returns the hoodies or the pants or whatever. He really does try. But Eddie distracts him more than anyone. He’ll be in the middle of something, and then Eddie walks and Steve is completely overwhelmed by Eddie’s voice, or his hips, or his hair, and he’s totally gone.
He’s on the sofa, Eddie’s feet in his lap. He’s painting Eddie’s toenails, and Eddie is sketching. My Two Dads is on the TV, although they’re not really watching. 
“I’m cold,” Eddie says. “You have a jacket?”
“I have your jacket, actually,” Steve says, grabbing a flannel hunting jacket from the arms of the sofa and handing it to Eddie. 
Eddie puts the jacket on, and Steve suddenly remembers the peach rings he put in the pockets earlier in the day. Fuck. Eddie puts his hands in the pockets and frowns. Then he mutters to himself,
“Aw, fuck yeah, surprise peach rings. I fuckin love peach rings,” and sticks one in his mouth.
Steve is surprised at the sudden tears welling up in his eyes. He bites his lip and blinks fast.
“Woah, hey, what’s up?” Eddie asks quickly. “Sorry, were you saving these?”
“No, it’s not– God, I just love you.”
Eddie stares at him for a minute, a peach ring halfway to his mouth. They’d never said the word out loud before.
“You… do?”
“Yeah. I do. Fuck.” Steve wipes at his face. “Yeah, I do.”
Eddie breaks into a big goofy grin, like the sun.
“I love you too, Stevie. And not just cause you give me peach rings.”
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ghouljams · 10 months
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So glad I’m finally getting notifications!! I go through your blog like it’s the morning paper 💕
Happy belated 4th of July!!🦅 It’s the only day out of the year I’m patriotic lol. May I ask how crazy our cowboys got for the holiday??
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It is a recent but honored Price family tradition that Soap and Goose almost burn down the barn every fourth. This is Ghost's first year seeing it actually happen.
"I assume you're both tired of having 10 fingers," Simon tells you nice and even, watching you and Soap tie cakes and mortars together.
"Haven't lost one yet," Soap responds at the same time you remind Simon,
"We've got a bucket of water nearby."
"Look we're at least a hundred extra feet from the barn this year, I've got a nice long fuse, nobody is losing any fingers." Soap nods, you nod.
"If you set the barn on fire again you're going on probation." Price gripes sitting back in his lawn chair. You give an affronted gasp and he nods solemnly, "both of you, shit mucking for the next month."
"I am your pride and joy!" You tell him.
"You're a fire hazard," you dad tells you, smoking a cigar on the edge of your safety perimeter. You don't think he fails to see the irony in that statement, but you do think he chooses to ignore it.
"I think it's a deserved punishment," Simon nods, Soap at least has the decency to glare at him for agreeing.
"We're not gonna catch the bard on fire, we've got plennae of room." Soap twists the last of the fuses together and inspects his work. "Somebody get Gaz out of the house, he's going to miss the show."
"Think that's the point," Simon mumbles as you go to drag your last guest off the porch.
"You're both insane," Gaz gripes, putting up more of a fight than you'd thought.
"Quit being a baby, nobody's ever been exploded before." You tell him, enjoying the noise Gaz makes at your joke.
"Ha ha, you're so funny," Gaz drags his feet as you tug him closer to the lawn chairs, "people die Goose, people die every year because of shit like that," he points at your explosive pyre.
"And yet you always have fun when we do this," you roll your eyes, pushing him down into the seat you'd put out for him.
"I really do," he settles into the lawn chair and takes the offered beer from your dad. You're pretty sure Gaz only puts up a fight to pretend so he can pretend he wasn't a cheering party when something unintended catches on fire.
"Alright everyone back up, I'm lighting this beauty." Soap announces, you grab Simon's hand and drag him back to the lawn chairs, sitting him down next to Gaz. His hands grab for your hips to pull you into his lap.
"Watch those hands Lieutenant," your dad barks. Simon's hands fly away from you, raised by his head like Daddy might point a gun at him to enforce the rule.
"I gotta be on stand by with the water anyway," you whisper to Simon, "but maybe I'll knock later?" He smiles behind his mask, eyes narrowing just enough to tell you what you already knew as he takes your hand in his.
"Doors always open." There's unspoken "for you" that settles between you two. Simon presses your knuckles against his mask, gentle and affectionate. He doesn't let anyone else into his private space as readily as he does you. Even Soap still knocks.
Speaking of Soap. The man of the hour strikes a hot match and lights the first fuse, jogging over to safety with the rest of you. He gives you a thumbs up.
The first mortar ignights and shoots a stream of blue into the sky. The loud bang-pop of the explosion echoing in your ribs. The flower of sparks fizzles and another shoots up behind it. Then a cake goes off and sparks fly like feathers shoot a high train that almost instantly ignights the next mortar to send more pops into the sky. Another jet of purple sparks from the cake sets off a Roman candle. The 'tump' of it shooting flares up is offset by the crackling of another fuse burning and-
"That's not supposed to happen," Soap mumbles, watching two more mortars and another Roman candle light.
The five of you watch solemnly as a flare from the Roman candle soars over your heads and onto the roof of the barn. Simon drops your hand as you watch the sparks try to catch on the tar, short bursts of flame lighting up the roof. Your dad sighs and dials the fire department as Gaz runs for the hose.
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fluffyapathybunny · 9 months
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Anyway my cat, Michiro (Mich, Michie, Michitoes) is 19 this year
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reggie-gayflx · 6 months
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stuckinapril · 2 months
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I just know I’m gonna struggle in my later years bc I don’t wanna get married I don’t want kids I just wanna rawdog life and be a hot milf
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thingsphoenix21 · 3 months
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Poseidon: Why is my towel still damp? Zeus: Because it's not your towel, it is my towel dude. Poseidon: No, it's not your towel, your towel is the white one. Zeus *chuckling*: I'll tell you this pal I've never used that, I do use the red one every single day. Poseidon *throws the towel down*: UgH. Hestia *picks up the white towel*: This towel is so warm and fluffy, it's like it's been in the sun forever. Demeter: This means you two have been drying your junk with the same towel. Hades*chuckling*: Intimate. Hera*about to throw up because she's been close to the junk in question* Poseidon: ArE yOu OuT oF yOuR mInD! Zeus: What do you mean am I- *Hestia consoles Hera* *while Hades and Demeter take pictures* Poseidon: How do you think this is your towel! Do you even wash it. Zeus: No I don't wash the towel, the towel washes me. Who the hell washes a towel? Hera*with tears in her eyes*: Babe you never wash the? Zeus: Wait you wash your towel? Poseidon*now paler*: You Never wash the towel. Zeus: What am I gonna do? Wash the shower next! Wash a bar a soap?! You gotta think there mate. Poseidon: I'm furious right now. Zeus: I get out of the damn shower and I'm clean as a damn baby and I use the towel. Hades: Wait, have you been wearing my underpants? Zeus: Sometimes... Yeah. Hera*pukes*: That's my twin, ZEUSS!
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crippled-peeper · 3 months
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disliking specific real life trans people for their abusive or hateful behavior isn’t transphobia or transmisogyny lol
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crow085 · 1 year
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#yes i know this is ooc#Fucked up dabi's jacket on the first page but im not fixing that shit lol#the cover took at long to make as an entire comic page#also can you tell what pages i drew first based on how i get better at drawing the mha style#at least i feel like i can see that#my fav panel is the younger brother cold read one#its the last one i drew#mha dabi#touya todoroki#tw domestic violence#my hero acedamia#this is the art tag#boku no hero fanart#also i started reading MHA because i matched 1:1 with shiggy on every personality test (MBTI enneagram rulen shit like that)#and was looking on a personality databse for what character matched me to most#add mha to the list of series in which the good side are those seeking to preserve the status quo and the villains are people with#legit grievances and a desire to make society better but then have the villains inexplicably like. fight children so we know they are bad#and the end resolution is that society is fine and everything was an individual problem not a systematic one#also fuck endeavor redemption arc#and while enji may SAY it doenst matter if hes forgivven the story SHOWS that it does matte#In the manga Shoto literally explicitly says that if he didn't forgive Enji then he would be as bad as Dabi#and Deku says that what enji did in the past donest matter cause he was nice to him#and the only thing Natsu says against endeavor is that he neglected his kids when thats literally the least of his crimes#and while people see this as a Get Endeavor moment the way the whole arc is framed you're supposed to see Natsu as unresonable#it's why hes shown to be angry and hitting walls and endevor is perfectly calm#the narrative of the story brushes all the truly awful shit away and pretends like it didnt happen#i seriously doubt the fact the Endeavor human trafficked his wife then beat her to the point she was afraid of her own kids for looking like#him will ever be adressed#Rei literally bowed in apology to Hawks for what Touya did shes treated like shit by the narrative#also the fact that Deku explicitly states that none of the shit Enji did in the past mattered because he was a good mentor is such bullshit
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maia-radfemdu · 11 months
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now that I'm fully independent I realize all the work my mother put in cleaning and cooking, taking full time care of a disabled child her husband wouldn't even change diapers for, raising several animals (pigs, cows, hens, turkeys, rabbits, geese etc.) plus the dogs and cats, taking care of the garden, making canned foods evrey autumn, helping out her elderly father, budgeting for evreything we needed during the month, packing my dad's food and clothes etc etc. all of this for him to come home and say "what do you even do all day?" "what can you spend so much money on?" or getting angry at her for taking a nap in the afternoon. being a wife and mother is a thankless job, kids don't understand until they're adults IF they do.
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lubotomies · 6 months
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my favourite thing ever is when those really weird ass tomtord shippers do the 'um well acshually ☝🤓 every ship with tord is technically abusive because they ALL try to kill each other!' as though the convo is about how tom and tord dont like each other in the show and not about their killing stalking jd and veronica the shining reylo domestic violence au like wow yeah you caught me tordedd is literally the same as that because they beat each other up over bacon you win
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logicalbookthief · 1 year
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Rei please talk to your husband he just wants to communicate
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kaflufflin · 7 months
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You ever struggle so hard to peel an orange and then once you're finished somebody offers you a knife?
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Trump is a fraud. A con. He is not a smart business man. He is just a rich dude that bankrupts everything he touches, even a fucking CASINO.
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