#oblivious sweetheart

[rengaficrecs]

Oblivious Sweetheart

Title: Oblivious Sweetheart

Author: tropixal

Rating: General

Tags: fluff, angst (mild)

Status: Completed; 1/1 chapters (3,299 words)

Summary:

“"That's enough!" Reki brought his arms up to hide his face. "That's really enough..." he mumbled, dropping his arm just enough for Langa to see the bright red on his cheeks.

Right then, Langa really wanted to kiss him.

...

Oh.

OH.“

Or Langa is a fool when it comes to feelings and Reki’s dragged along for the hopeless ride.

admin note: yas im back 🫶

#sk8 the infinity reiki #sk8 the infinity fic rec #sk8 the infinity fic #sk8 the infinity langa #length:under5k #rating: g #author:tropixal #fluff #angst #oblivious sweetheart #renga #renga fic #renga fic recs #ranga #ranga fic #ranga fic recs #langa hasegawa #reiki kyan #langa x reki

[scarliefrancis]

#merry crisis — Die Hard (1988) dir. John McTiernan

#meanwhile argyle completely oblivious: sweetheart 😍🥰😘 of course I’m still coming by later #die hard #die hard 1988 #bruce willis #filmedit #movieedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #junkfoodcinemas #80s #80sedit #giftag

[stevieschrodinger]

It's just biology, is all. Steve's an Alpha, Eddie's the only Omega in their little found family pack.

Steve picks up on Eddie's cycle; he can't help that either. He can pick the date Eddie's heat will begin about a fortnight before it happens. Again, he can't help that, he just knows, it's instinct.

Just like how he knows Eddie goes off carbs completely and becomes a demon for cheese and protein. Like he knows Eddie won't eat the pizza they order for movie night, so he picks up fancy meats and cheeses and a fruit platter thing from the deli and then labels it as Eddie's before everyone comes over.

He knows he does dumb stuff too, knows it's instinct and he operates on auto pilot. Knows that Eddie accepts it all unthinkingly too.

He catches Nancy smiling at him at the table and is baffled by that until he looks down and realises he's taking Eddie's favourite bits off his own plate and moving them to his.

He catches Dustin sniggering at him and shaking his head, it's all done amusement, but Steve has to genuinely stare at his own lounge for a good two minutes before he realises what he's done. He's set up for nerd game night as usual but...oh, yeah, there's like five blankets piled onto the chair when Eddie sits. Right.

Steve moves them to the back of the couch considering Eddie won't even be able to sit with them there...and then brings one back, the softest one, and leaves it draped over the back just in case.

It's all just instinct. Eddie will spend a few days alone in his nest, just like always.

#eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington #alpha steve harrington #omega eddie because he's so pretty #omega eddie munson #angel steve harrington #steve harrington is a sweetheart #oblivious steve Harrington

[autisticlancemcclain]

pt one

———

Hunk’s phone rings. Loudly. Since he is the pinnacle of grace and benevolence, he spares one hand, eyes still trained firmly on the other hand pressing a screwdriver onto a delicate wire joint to hold it steady, to blindly pat about on his workbench until it closes around the device. He jabs a finger on the screen until the ringing ceases.

“Yah,” he says, not bothering with hellos. He’s busy.

“Handle your person,” Shiro hisses, then immediately hangs up.

Hunk snorts. Someone’s nap was disturbed.

He turns back to his project, sighing as he wraps it up. He doesn’t have long. If he can just solder this last wire, get that last connection in, it’ll be way easier to —

Lance kicks open his door, walking in screaming.

“Hello,” Hunk greets idly. And largely sarcastically, he will admit. Lance continues his wordless yell, vocalizing at the very top of his lungs, muffled only when he throws himself on Hunk’s bed and buries himself in Hunk’s pillow. “Shiro tells me you’re terrorizing people.”

“His skull is fucking solid!” Lance screeches.

Hunk does not need to ask to whom Lance is referring. He does, however, pause what he’s doing immediately, spinning around slowly in his chair with his fingertips pressed together like every eighties cartoon villain. His smile can only really be described as gleeful. Perhaps diabolical if he stretches.

He is entirely unapologetic.

“And what happened this time,” Hunk questions, adopting his very best therapy voice. It must work, because Lance shoots up, face bright candy red, wicked snarl pulling on his lips. When he speaks again his voice is carefully controlled and dripping with rage.

“It is beyond hinting, Kealoha. I have practically laid myself at his feet and begged him to ravish me, and he still does not get it. I am going to fucking wring his neck.”

Hunk hums thoughtfully. “Well, that is probably what it’s going to take.” At Lance’s raised eyebrow, he rushes to clarify — “Throwing yourself at his feet, I mean. Don’t strangle him. At least not before I can see it.”

Lance groans loudly. This time when he flops back on Hunk’s mattress he is more miserable than rageful, like a scolded chihuahua. Hunk considers telling him that and then remembers that he’s quite fond of his limbs where they are.

“I know he likes me,” Lance grumbles. “He’s just a dumbass. Like, yesterday he had to go into a healing pod because I did those leg stretches in front of him and he walked into the wall and broke his nose. And last week he said I smelled good and no straight people say stupid shit like that. And when I flirted with that princess on our last mission I was lowkey worried he was gonna jump her, or something. He went all big bad Galra growly and everything.”

Hunk inclines his head. “This is true.”

It is true. Well, he didn’t know the broken nose thing — although that’s hilarious and he will be sharing that information with the class when prudent — and he hasn’t witnessed many of the specific brands of Keith and Lance dumbassery, since they spend so much time on their own, but he, like, has eyes. Keith wants Lance so bad it’s actually embarrassing. Hunk’s not one to generally agree with Lance, since it’s his God-given right to humble him at any opportunity, but that boy is oblivious unlike any other. He understands that Keith is emotionally stunted due to the ordeal of being orphaned, and to Keith he leaves his highest sympathies, but also Jesus Christ, dude. How many times are you going to be wrought with jealousy before you go oh, duh, I might be in love with this goober.

Maybe Shiro hasn’t had the talk with him yet. Hunk makes a mental note to follow up.

“—it’s just that I don’t understand,” Lance laments.

Hunk blinks back to the conversation, where Lance has clearly taken it upon himself to wax poetic and inspire woe upon himself once more.

Hunk stills. An idea wiggles its delightful little way through his brain. He holds up his phone, pointed at Lance’s prone and desolate form.

God, he loves his brain. He loves meddling. He loves love and life, basically.

“I just,” Lance sighs, and to his endless credit he sounds genuinely torn-up, for all his melodrama. “I wish I could just tell him, I guess. In some way. I wish I could get it through his fool head that he is loved by me particularly in such a way that I want to hold hands and kiss and generally be nuisances of the affectionate kind. You know, romance.”

Hunk hums with great understanding. “I see. And say you were not plagued with chronic anxiety and an unfortunate tendency to glow in your face region if someone so much as insinuates in any capacity that they care about you — what would you say to this paramour of yours?”

Lance tilts his head consideringly. His eyes are big and brown and pouty, like a scorned puppy. It’s adorable, in a pathetic kind of way. Hunk cannot help but pat him delicately on the knee.

“I suppose,” he huffs, “that I would just say it outright. Keith Kogane, you magnanimous dumbass, would it kill you to ask me out like a man. Something like that.”

“You could also ask him out like a man,” Hunk points out.

“Choke and die,” Lance responds, predictably. Hunk pays him again.

Hunk stops the recording and tucks his phone back in his pocket. He will decide how to handle the situation shortly.

…After he makes several copies and distributes them to the team. Obviously. Hunk’s excellent advice and matchmaking skills isn’t free, after all.

Lance whines again. “Why is my life so sick and twisted.”

Hunk chooses against reminding Lance that they are in the very beginning of the process of dismantling the worst tyranny the universe has ever seen, and of all the things in his life to be sick and twisted his dweeby romance is probably not one of them. Because that would be a huge buzzkill, obviously. Instead he delicately and a touch condescendingly pats Lance on the head. Lance leans into the touch, because he is a massive sweetheart and dork and nerd, and Hunk can’t help but smile widely.

“All will work out,” he says ominously. “I’ll make sure of it.”

“Blah,” Lance says.

Hunk smiles wider.

#i just love hunk so much can u tell #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #hunk #hunk garrett #hunk & lance #keith kogane #klance #pre klance #oblivious keith #scheming hunk #hunk is so done #hunk is a sweetheart #lance is suffering #poor lance #keith #fluff and humour #my writing #longpost #fic #brown eyed lance

[aphrogeneias]

best friend!eddie who cock blocks himself on a night out when someone starts flirting with him. he’s non stop talking about you to them and grabbing for your hand. and you’re looking at him sideways like uhh Ed!what are you doing? you’re in there! but he’s very much only interested in being stuck by your side and flirting with you all night.

‘Ed they’re chatting you up, what are you doing?’

‘And leave you gorgeous? Be serious. Now what you do you want next?’ cut to eddie winking while he sucks up what’s left of your drink through your straw 😵‍💫

meanwhile he's just elated to feel the taste of your lipgloss on your straw and thinking about how he's gonna convince you to go home with him with the pretense of watching a movie knowing damn well you're gonna end up falling asleep together on his couch (there's no need for convincing, it's what you always do)

he hasn't gotten laid in months and he can't even bring himself to care at this point

#whoever was flirting with him is oblivious too because that man can't get his hands off of you the whole night #“to keep you safe sweetheart there's a lot of creeps out there” #yes edward keep telling yourself that #eddie munson x reader #inbox

[blushweddinggowns]

Eddie was…struggling to say the least. And by the end of the first week of sticking around this city, he was completely out of ways to rationalize what the fuck he was still doing here. 

Indianapolis was just supposed to be a pitstop after visiting Wayne. Then, he was supposed to see Chrissy in a few days, spend some time in San Francisco before jet setting around the world for his year-long vacation. But instead here he was, avoiding Chrissy’s calls, opting instead to take the coward’s route of sending cryptic texts and reassurances that he was fine. Despite the fact that he’d canceled his flight a few days ago. 

And for what? Some hot guy he had only seen twice? That he couldn’t even get past first base with?

And while technically it was the best date of his life, that didn’t exactly warrant whatever the fuck he was doing here. And that wasn’t even mentioning all of the fucking lies. 

It was safe to say that he was floundering over here. Which was so fucking stupid. He was Eddie fucking Munson for God’s sake, not some lovesick highschooler. And he was sure that there were many easier flings to be had in his immediate future if he just left. This was when it was time to abort the mission right? He hadn’t gotten what he wanted, and that was that. 

So why was that so hard to accept? Why was he so fucking obsessed with this dude? Eddie had no fucking clue. Well…maybe he had some clue. Because Steve was funny. And he was smart, adventurous, and interesting enough for Eddie to want to know everything about him. Not to mention painfully attractive. And then add in being a complete sweetheart on top of everything else. 

All Eddie knew was that he wanted to see him again. And leaving now felt…wrong. Because Steve liked him. He obviously liked him, or at least Eddie really hoped he liked him. He at least liked him enough to give him his number. And answer his calls.

They had been talking a lot in the past few days. Historically, Eddie had always hated phone calls, especially when a single text could usually save you a half an hour of awkward small talk. But with Steve…it was different. Everything with Steve was different. They didn’t even have to be talking about anything important. They spent an hour and a half the other night debating over plot holes in the Lord of the Rings franchise. 

He had been calling him from the hotel’s room phone, adding in yet another lie about forgetting his cell in his non-existent fumigated apartment. But he didn’t feel too guilty about that one. Especially since he went through the extra effort to buy a new real (fake?) cellphone. One that he had purchased specifically for talking to Steve with. Because no matter how much he liked the guy, he wasn’t breaking the cardinal rule of keeping his real number a secret. Not after the insane shit fans sent him the last time it accidently went public.

No, he did the much saner thing of dropping eight hundred dollars on a smartphone and an extra phone plan that he’d only use to talk to the dude he’d been dating for less than a week. 

He really was killing it with the circular logic these days. And it was getting harder and harder to ignore. This whole…thing had gotten away from him. And it was becoming a touch too insane for Eddie to keep rationalizing the lies. And it wasn’t even his usual brand of insanity, this felt almost clinical. 

But that didn’t stop him from dialing Steve’s number the second his new account was officially activated. 

It rang twice before Steve answered, “Hello?”

God, even the sound of his voice was enough to make Eddie shiver. 

“Hey it’s me,” Eddie said like a moron. Like Steve would recognize his voice after one date and a handful of calls-

“Oh Eddie, hi!” Steve said, and Eddie could hear the smile in his voice, “That’s so weird. I was literally just thinking about you. I’m guessing you got your phone back?”

It was the smallest bit disconcerting, that just the sound of his voice was enough to make Eddie’s heart beat like crazy. He was kind of used to being the guy who made people nervous, not the other way around. Though he had to admit, it was a little exhilarating to be on the other side of it.

“I did. And you were huh? What were you thinking about?” Eddie purred, more than a bit proud that his voice didn’t sound as shaky as he felt.  But if he was ever going to fuck this guy he needed to amp up the charm.

But unfortunately for him, Steve was very good at throwing him for a loop, “You know those Afghan Hounds with the really long hair? Well I just saw a black one that I swear looked exactly like you.”

Eddie barked out a laugh, loud and unbidden, “God, you really know the way into a man’s heart don’t you? Who doesn’t like being compared to a dog?”

“It was a very pretty dog,” Steve tried, “Extremely cute.”

Eddie laid back on his bed, smiling at the ceiling like an idiot, "You think I'm pretty?"

He couldn’t see him, but Eddie could swear that Steve was rolling his eyes before saying, "I think you know you're pretty. You’ve seen a mirror before right? Y’know, the shiny things that show your reflection?”

God, he could be such a little bitch. Eddie freaking loved it.  

“Well now you’re just making me blush,” Eddie laughed, hoping that it came off as a little sarcastic instead of painfully honest. 

“And I bet that’s pretty too. So what's up?"

Oh y’know, just obsessively thinking about you near constantly, “I was just wondering when I would get to see you again.” 

"Well, my sister's going to be at her girlfriend's place tonight. How do you feel about coming over? I know it’s late but-”

“I’d love to,” Eddie interrupted, already excited. If that wasn’t a green light for them going further Eddie didn’t know what was. In a few hours it would be nearly midnight. And Eddie was more than down for a booty call, “When?”

“Maybe a few hours? I can text you the address. I’m sorry that my schedule is so fucked, but y’know. Night shift.”

“No worries. Guess I’ll see you soon?”

“Looking forward to it.”

From the latest chapter of this fic, inspired by this post

#steddie #rockstar eddie munson #bartender steve harrington #steddie fic #stranger things #a very dumb famous man falls for an oblivious sweetheart #thats the fic

[rainymoodlet]

Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[Ep. Eleven] A Colorful Day

Congratulations to our fourth date winner, Mr. Suraj Kennedy! Daniel opted to take our resident botanical expert to the Wakaba Community Gardens! Though it’s the beginning of autumn, the muted colors and fragile sakura petals provided a wonderful backdrop to their outdoor date!

They enjoyed carving pumpkins, bonding with bees and grubs and beetles, and exploring the natural variety of local flora! Suraj felt much more at ease out here than in the confines of the busy house, and his personality absolutely shined through!

@gothoffspring you chose the cutest coat for him omg 🥹

[ Part 1/2 ] 🌹

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots #ts4 challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #;kmik #sim: daniel #suraj kennedy by gothoffspring #|| #WAH look at that lil shot of suraj lookin’ at dan 🥹 as he’s all oblivious BWUH #its very indicative of how they act together dhshdhs daniel flip-flopped between flirting and enthusing about nature #while suraj was very much just flirty and playful and seemed much more relaxed #and at ease with the feelings he was experiencing for dan #i think dan felt a little nervous this date tbh!! #with fabian and daithi he was much more naturally flirty but #with josiah and suraj he seemed to be going between flirting and trying to impress them??? #which i find absolutely darling #they ALL make him nervous in some way of course dhdgdh #but suraj omg - what an absolute sweetheart #he is truly every bit the sim in his bio that he is claimed to be #he autonomously loved on the grubs and trimmed the foliage and tended the garden #and enthused to dan about the outdoors and gardening while flirting with him #here and there #it was so painfully charming omg #daniel was a big ol grinner the whole time #but surprisingly - suraj did most of the talking!! #i’m at work rn but!! i hope y’all enjoy~ #we’re halfway through these dates already!!

[newts-and-sharks]

Made a new dnd character, my Druid, Hazel Chestnut!

#she’s a gullible lil sweetheart #so so nice and friendly #only has like one trauma but she’s put it behind her #loves people and seeing the outside world #her theme song is Tyrants by The Oh Hellos #my dm already ships her with the main god of the campaign #but she is so oblivious that she probably wouldn’t notice their advances #just a lil dum dum that turns into a sprout when startled/nervous

[tinseltina]

HUMAN WOOFIO ART 2.0?!

old version is under the cut

#the design stayed pretty much the same except i changed the hairstyle a bit and added a nice tool belt to carry treats and toys #also i went for a more semirealistic style as is my go to these days #and made him a bit buffer too as a treat to me #the man is still an absolute sweetheart #ironically he is a golden retreiver boyfriend despite the dogsuit being a beagle #woofio #trio of towns #story of seasons #3ot #mine #art #also i forgot to make his eyes brown cuz im oblivious like that #its not intentional but at least he still doesnt look like yuzuki either

[this-is-krikkit]

hange: *rambles on and on about titan theories and experiments*

levi, under his breath: i think i'm in love with you

hange: what was that?

levi: i said I'M SELLING YOU TO THE ZOO

#shingeki no kyojin #snk #levihan #hange zoe #levi ackerman #levihan incorrect quotes #snk incorrect quotes #aot #attack on titan #hange x levi #im a slOt for that combo: #blissfully oblivious hange x reluctantly smitten levi #they are my sweethearts and i am deeply in love with both of them #aot incorrect quotes

[iamallyetnotatall]

One of my fave Euroshipping headcannons is that Kaiba has a ginormous crush on an oblivious Ryou and has absolutely 0 ideas what this feeling is + what to do about it.

#dumbass genius + oblivious sweetheart my beloveds #also kaiba hating everyone #except ryou #and not understanding why #(and mokuba of course but he gets why for that) #euroshipping #ryou bakura #seto kaiba

[pivsketch]

dr. sofia santiago, everyone

#LDRF #ldrf character i draw the least of getting a color portrait. riggs and greg left out in the cold #theres some easy comparisons to be made between santiago-riggs and taggart-basil (dark haired hatwearers having a crush on tan sweethearts) #but theyre mostly if not all superficial... #santiago & taggart both come off as airheads but santiago is legitimately oblivious while taggart is intentionally low key to be disarming #riggs & basil are both trying to (re)form a life/identity but riggs is like that because of loss and basil is like that due to choice #santiago-riggs is also a lot more twee while taggart-basil has at minimum one blowup argument friendship destroying conflict

[lasttheaven]

Zewu cake

#xicheng #lan xichen #jiang cheng #he wants to order meme #but its Xicheng obviously #will make everything about Xicheng #mo dao zu shi #lan xichen is just oblivious #lan xichen is a sweetheart

[softquietsteadylove]

I've got some request for Doctors AU, I've watched this scene on Grey's Anatomy. Thena's doing a surgery and Gil reminding her that it's time to take her meds, he's also holding some food. Thena walks through him and grumble while being fed by him.

Some cute, soft, quiet moment for them pls plus the interns being confused if they're married or not.

Thank you!!!

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS8PCpH8B/

"Okay, and one...two...three!"

Thena and Ikaris both bear down on the patient, Ikaris using his weight to reset the bone in question, Thena holding down the body to minimise the aftershock damage to the socket. It's a sickening sound, but they both laugh a little at the good sign.

One of the interns gags quietly.

"Please," Thena rolls her eyes at them, the last person interested in sparing their feelings. "You're training to be doctors and you're going to flinch at the sound of a hip joint?"

Ikaris looks at Thena as if the little pack of pups isn't even present, "you really do get the worst of the whelps down here."

Thena shrugs at him, "they come here to make cash, not learn."

A hand shoots up, "I wanna learn!"

"Lesson one, don't kiss ass," Ikaris barks at them. "Now, does one of you runts want to help me with the shoulder?"

They look between them, but Thena snaps her gloves off her hands, "you are here to learn. It's almost as if it's part of your jobs here--to learn to practise medicine?"

She tosses the gloves at them, and the one who catches them instead of letting them fall to the floor, she points to, "you."

The intern sighs, visibly tucking their tail between their legs as both Thena and Ikaris glare at them. They take Thena's position at the opposite side of the bed from Ikaris.

"Just hold 'im down. I'm doin' the hard part anyway."

Thena turns as the door cracks open, revealing a certain paramedic, "Gil?"

"Sorry to interrupt," he whispers, slipping into the room. The interns make room for him by Thena's side. "How's it going?"

"Car crash, some of the other guys picked him up pretty far out of the city," Thena narrates as the intern tries not to cry as Ikaris barks at them to hold the patient steady. "He's lucky it's not worse, but bones got pretty messed up from-"

"Having his feet on the dash," both of them finish simultaneously, laughing a little as they do.

The interns look at them funny for laughing at the severity of the injuries, but their backs go straight as Thena looks at them sharply again.

"Any of you ever done that?"

They all shake their heads, and immediately she can tell at least two of them are lying. She narrows her eyes, "tell me what this guy's recovery is going to look like."

They look between themselves, although they're learning that the longer they take doing so the more they get yelled at. "Uh, six to eight weeks minimum in a full cast-"

"And that's after his post-ops are done," Ikaris interjects as he resets the shoulder with another loud and sickening crack of bone on bone. "You don't just reset a hip and then put 'em in a plaster diaper for two months."

"He's lucky the bone didn't break clear through his pelvis," Thena says, not sugarcoating it at all for the young minds in the room. They shudder, but she looks up at Gil, "you back from a run?"

"Yep," he grins at her, "and it's that time."

Thena frowns, turning over her wrist to look at her watch and then back up at him, "I can't just leave the whelps."

Gil shrugs, though, "we can do it here."

The interns begin to trade looks between themselves, a few of them seeming vaguely flustered.

"No, we can't," Thena huffs at Gil, tucked right into her personal bubble. She puts her hands on her hips, "we're in the middle of a case."

"Ikaris has it under control," Gil waves vaguely in the direction of their colleague with his hoodie pocket. "And you're not going to avoid me all day, so you might as well just let me get it over with."

A few of the interns blush.

"Gil," Thena sighs, almost seeming sheepish herself. She knows better than to try and fight him on this, "you don't have to do this, you know."

"Maybe," he neither admits nor denies, instead just sidestepping her protests, as weak as they are. "But I want to, and that's all that matters."

Even Ikaris is eyeing them occasionally while he checks over the rest of the patient's crumbled tinfoil ball of a body.

Thena sighs and rolls her eyes as loudly as possible. Gil lets her, reaching into his pockets and pulling out a pill bottle, a bundle of wax wrap, and a bottle of vitamin water.

The interns watch in shock - and maybe a little horror - as Gilgamesh first presses the pill between Thena's lips, then tips up the water for her to take a sip. Her hands remain planted on her hips, so she technically isn't handling any contamination for herself.

"And," Gil smiles as he unwraps the wax wrap, holding up a rice ball.

Thena eyes the onigiri. "Tuna?"

"Of course," he grins, holding it up for her to take a bite. She licks her lips, and he takes the liberty of grabbing a grain of rice she missed for himself.

Thena sighs, unable to keep herself from smiling, "how do you find the time to be such a good cook?"

"Just for you, dear," he chuckles, offering another bite. "How is it?"

He's not talking about the onigiri he has lovingly made and now fed to her. He's not talking about how her day is going or even how this specific patient is going for her.

Thena looks down at the leg of hers that had been impaled an increasing number of weeks ago. She's on the last week of her antibiotic and nerve suppressant medications for it, which Gil is hand feeding her for the sake of keeping her timing consistent.

Gil tucks some of her stray hair behind her ear as he offers another sip of lemonade flavoured water. The interns - and Ikaris - are still being forced to witness every sickening moment of it.

"It's okay," Thena tells Gil honestly as she's chewing. "It's still a little sore some mornings, but once I get going, it's fine."

"And you're still-"

"I'm still doing the stretches," she drones out like a teenager being asked something tedious. Gil has been more strict about her regiment than her physiotherapist, which she has told him multiple times. He only seems proud of that, though.

"Good," he grins as she finishes off the light snack. He swipes his thumb at the corners of her lips again before taking the rest of the water for himself. "Kingo and I are headed out. I'll see you tonight?"

Thena just nods, waving at him to wish him luck on his next run into the field.

Ikaris sighs roughly through his teeth, snapping off his gloves as well. "That's all we can do at the moment. From here, we get him prepped for surgery so we can look at his nerve damage and see just how hard rehabilitation is going to be."

The intern who helped him reset the bone is white as a ghost, paler than the Phantom of the ER herself.

"Go inform Ajak," Thena orders the pups, who walk out talking amongst themselves.

"I didn't know her husband could cook."

"Dude, I didn't even know he was her husband!"

"Really?--all you have to do is see them together once and you know."

Ikaris walks out behind them alongside Thena, who is rubbing sanitiser into her hands. She doesn't seem to be aware of the interns gossiping about her, or maybe she's just used to it. Ikaris has to admit that even he hadn't thought they were together. Although Sersi is always telling him he's a bit thick about this stuff.

He didn't think they were public about it, at least. But it doesn't get much more public than letting your husband hand feed you a home cooked lunch in front of the interns.

#Thenamesh Doctor AU #before I even saw the clip #I knew exactly what you were talking about #this is a very cute scene #admittedly Thena isn't a surgeon but I still wanted to write this #Thena is...the queen of oblivious #she and Gil are just like that #as far as she's concerned #yeah he makes her lunches #and sometimes he feeds her if her hands are full #and yeah he calls her honey and dear and sweetheart #and yeah they spend every possible moment together #and yeah everyone knows this about them #but she doesn't see why that makes people think they're together #like... #sure jan #anyway Ikaris goes home like #when did Thena and Gil get married? #and Sersi spits her tea out and gapes at him like WHAT?!?!!?!

[zombinary]

The wildest shit Nora would get up to in a grocery store is like.

The chatty cashier wanting to talk about his grandkids and a soup contest. Nora nodding and listening and doing her usual "Oh my gudness!" or "Ooooo~!"

The line gets longer.

Nora's groceries are still sitting on the belt. Not a single one rung up. She doesn't mind. It's ok. It'll just take a lil longer.

The line keeps getting longer.

The cashiers story keeps going. He's starting a new one.

Nora looks towards the line forming behind her, it's practically wrapping around the store. A comically long line.

.....

Suddenly there's a large, shadowy form standing in where Nora used to be.

It grabs all the groceries in it's hands and speeds out the door without paying.

#AKA NORA GOT SO ANXIOUS AND TERRIFIED #Nora OC #nora can be an anxious scaredy cat that goes with the flow but has rare moments of being bossy and pressures herself with high expectations #however is incredibly intelligent and loves to do things with their hands creatively. theyre a sweetheart who while oblivious and literal #will treat you like an old friend

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#2ha fic #this was something #so stupid and still 🥺🥰 #Meng Meng is the true and only *affectionately* dumb character of 2ha #a clown #and an oblivious sweetheart ♡ #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #2ha #erha #Xue Meng #Chu Wanning #Mo Ran #ranwan