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muffins-lime-dragon · 3 months
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One shot where Audrey comforts Siegfried.
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coffeedrgn87 · 2 years
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Mission Impossible
Rated M for Draco's thoughts.
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Do you know what the most infuriating thing about dating an Auror is? Trying to surprise them with a gift. They are always on your case, always suspecting, always snooping around the place to get the insight scop. I do sometimes wonder why I bother, but then I remember that I do love Potter.
Still, if I had it in me to give up, I honestly would. But I don’t, the aforementioned feelings of love being the reason. And so, I continue to suffer through Potter’s relentless interrogations and his futile attempts at searching our house and my Potion’s laboratory. Would you believe he even tried Veritaserum once? The absolute git. If I didn’t know all his tells, I’d have clipped him around the head for that one. Lucky for me, my husband frequently forgets that I’m smarter than him.
That’s precisely why he’ll never find the gift I got him for his 40th birthday, and I honestly couldn't care less about just how much that vexes him. In fact, I’m rather enjoying his mounting frustration; it’s delicious and makes for a truly fulfilling sex life. With another two months to go before Potter turns the big four-zero, I’m in for plenty of fun. The same cannot be said about my husband. Not that I care. He’s going to suffer for my pleasure. He agreed to that when he signed on the dotted line. I specifically made him write it into his vows, the sneaky snake that I am. I plan long-term, unlike Potter, who likes to jump headfirst into just about everything.
Still, the very last place the great Harry Potter—Saviour of the Wizarding World and resident pain in my arse (figuratively speaking because I do quite like Potter up my arse, but that’s an entirely different story)—would think to look is inside the bottom drawer of the abandoned cabinet in his office.
Ha, Potter. Take that!
You’ll never be that much of a Slytherin.
You should stop trying. Though, if you absolutely can’t help yourself, I’ll expect watching you try and fail time and time again will be a delightful ride.
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uccmd · 9 months
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THE LIST of domestic things about Crowley and Aziraphale during S2 as my free therapy session:
The apology dance
Crowley knows why exactly Aziraphale might call him (the list consists of only three reasons) and can understand which is relevant at the moment by Azi's voice
Crowley doesn't wear his glasses in the bookshop
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy
"Ourselves"
"Do you need a lift somewhere?"
Them discussing their favorite romantic tropes like it've never happened to them
Crowley casually ordering the drink Aziraphale asked for
Crowley being absolutely done with everything but still managing to help Aziraphale every way possible participating in his investigation and making sure they're not killed
"OUR car"
Crowley actually letting Aziraphale to drive the Bentley!!!
They have a room where they discuss their questions and problems (like with the Gabriel's and Muriel's visits)
Crowley sitting on the arm of Aziraphale's armchair
"Good job" "You really think so?"
Aziraphale calling Crowley right away to tell him more about the clue and what he found out (aka searching for his praise)
Crowley supporting Aziraphale while he performs his little handy magic tricks
Aziraphale slowly getting more comfortable with calling Crowley his friend (aka "we go back in a long time" and etc)
"A little us time"
Them casually touching each other
Dancing while talking and talking while dancing
Crowley not letting other people buy or take Aziraphale's books while he is out of bookshop
Crowley trying to communicate with Gabriel after Aziraphale advices him to do so
Crowley cleaning up the bookshop while Aziraphale is on a walk with Metatron (he knows this place so well + «stress-cleaning» @sgam76 )
Aziraphale asking Crowley to be his assistant in the lethal magic trick and letting Crowley point the muzzle of a loaded gun at him when they can't use miracles
Crowley's hands shaking because his first shot ever was about to be made while he was pointing a gun at Aziraphale but when he just got himself together because fuck him if he will ever hurt his angel
Crowley trusting Aziraphale because he asked
Crowley waiting for Aziraphale to change his mind in the end until the very last moment
Aziraphale complimenting Crowley's work during The Begging
Aziraphale's attempt to put his hand on Crowley's shoulder during the kiss because he wanted them to be closer to each other
Aziraphale has a diary with a description of his every meeting with Crowley (as i suppose)
"But you like waiting inside"
How literally every character made a remark about their relationship being a little bit more than just friendship and how they're flustered by those comments
"I am, but rescuing me makes him so happy"
«Crowley going “NGK!” when Azi briefly corners him in the pub with a hand on his chest» @babbeldumpsterfire
"If any harm goes to Aziraphale-"
«“we both get PLENTY of use out of it” regarding the bookshop» @nightgoodomens
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lottieshauna · 5 months
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YELLOWJACKETS -> 1.05 Bloodhive
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cassarilladraws · 1 year
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Reporter: What is one of Chat Noir's abilities outside of the superpowers? Scarabella: Snake charmer. Carapace: Agreed. Reporter: Really? I wouldn't have expected that. Viperion: I mean, he is very charming. Chat Noir: Charmed a snake into marrying me. Carapace: See? Scarabella: He's really good at it.
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vigilantewives · 3 months
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there was no need for this... yall could've been sitting there and it would've been fine. lol being extra for no reason.
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gayvecchio · 25 days
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fairyroses · 5 months
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I know what you're thinking. That you've given in to your son again? That you're spoiling him? Exactly. And I can certainly understand how you reach that conclusion. But the thing is... this tree is for me!
— SMALLVILLE, "Lexmas" (5.09)
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chinchila010 · 10 months
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SonAmy doodles 🙇🏾‍♀️
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scriveyner · 9 months
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minor headache
Atsushi winced as he plucked another piece of glass carefully from the side of his palm. A bright red drop of blood beaded to the surface, and he discarded the shard into the bin between his feet.
He looked up when the bathroom door opened, and Akutagawa closed it gently behind him. “They’re both in bed,” he reported. “And quite contrite, I might add.”
Atsushi extracted another shard from his skin, then ran his finger along the outside of his palm, looking for bits he missed. “I BET they’re contrite, you’re scary when you’re angry.” He raised an eyebrow at Akutagawa, who frowned. “It was an accident.”
“There are too many accidents. They know better.”
“They’re growing boys, and rambunctious.” Atsushi dug more glass from his skin. “Yelling at them won’t solve anything.” The glass pinged into the bottom of the bin. “Maybe we should enroll Acchan in a sport, or something.”
“I cannot see him containing himself to play a sport.” Akutagawa took Atsushi’s hand and inspected it himself; Atsushi knew better than to take it back. “But…it might be good for him.” He rubbed his thumb over some of the beading blood, smearing it, before raising Atsushi’s hand to his mouth and brushing his lips over the wound.
Atsushi sighed and smiled. “Sometimes I think you’re developing a taste for my blood.”
Akutagawa met his eye and licked the blood from his skin. Now Atsushi did pull his hand back, and Akutagawa rumbled in amusement. “Gross,” Atsushi muttered, inspecting his palm, but the wounds had healed over by now anyway. “Why do you have to be so gross?”
Akutagawa leaned over and kissed the top of his head. “It’s never gross when it comes from you, my darling weretiger.”
“Freak,” Atsushi snorted affectionately, and Akutagawa smirked in response.
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vhvrs · 11 months
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goth twinks who are doing irreparable damage to medieval dragons
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This man got me kicking, screaming & squealing in my 3rd play through, officially a couple we are now ugh I love him🥺😩
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avatarfan11 · 1 year
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Asami: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.
Korra: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.
Asami: ...
Asami: You mean ring bearER, right?
Korra: ...
Asami: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.
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alexturne · 2 years
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Quickfire round of up close and personal questions with Alex and Matt. Or alternatively titled, "the most difficult 4 minutes of Alex's life."
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elystelleven · 3 months
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I imagine a modern AU scenario where Vanilla is invited by Strawberry Crepe to play some video games and is interested to buy some for him and his wife, but the catch is that he is literally so. God. Awful. At almost every single genre there is to the point where it pisses Crepe off so the only kind of games he bought are farming sims. Just straight-up, farming sims. Not even a different kind of cozy game, though Crepe tried to gift him a few puzzle and rhythm-based ones just to add some variety to his selection, but it still isn't too effective because that old geezer sucks THAT bad.
(P.S. I'm not implying that farming or life sims are for losers I'm just saying that PV would definitely pour hours onto his Animal Crossing island or something)
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White Lily on the other hand... I imagine her having a bit more tech literacy than Vanilla somehow (being the smart one and working as a scientist and all) and is a literal god at puzzle and rhythm games for some unknown reason to the point where even her own husband and the other Ancients find her terrifying. Not a single breathing person knows how she reached that level of skill, and that's only the icing on the cake of how eccentric of a cookie she can be. That sopping wet cat...
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