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matchstique · 8 months
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Raphie deserves all the pink roses
(Pink roses symbolize Gratitude and Grace💜)
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Non blurred version :))
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doctordearie · 10 months
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An introspective Finn wishes everyone a happy and safe Caturday.😻🐾🐈❤️🫘😘🥺😴
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tsigaravaria · 7 months
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natalievoncatte · 10 months
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Another piercing wail cut through Lena’s skull and almost sent her reeling to the floor. Her teeth ached from grinding and her hands stung from the process of boiling bottles. Yet, she steadfastly refused to hand off this duty to someone else. When she and Kara decided to try for a child, Lena began grooming Sam to take her place as CEO and created a researcher emeritus position for her in the advanced projects department. That was taken care of.
What she hadn’t anticipated was the weeks without sleep. Little Jeremiah had a set of lungs on him, and the slightest provocation set him wailing. Kara had offered to leave CatCo and take care of him full time, but Lena insisted they care for their son equally, no matter how chivalrous and selfless Kara wanted to be.
It was more than that. Lena was never going to be a stay at home mom, but she would be damned if she was going to be an absentee mother. She’d be there for every school concert, every field trip, every precious moment and she’d bury him in love.
She just had to get through this first.
He didn’t need a fresh diaper. He’d been fed and burped. He didn’t seem to be tired. He just kept wailing. Lena was at her wit’s end, tears welling in her eyes. She was about to call Alex and beg for help when she heard the door close and Kara calling her name.
“You’re supposed to be at work,” Lena protested, as Kara stormed into the kitchen.
Her wife was on a mission. Kara didn’t ask any patronizing questions- she knew Lena was doing her damndest to be the world’s greatest mom. She simply swept behind the kitchen island and wrapped mother and son in a gentle hug, surrounding their son in the presence of his parents.
Kara closed her eyes, gently rested her chin on the top of Lena’s head, and tucked them both into a hug. Lena knew what was coming next and let it sweep over her. The low rumble in Kara’s chest quivered in her bones as her wife began to purr.
The effect was instantaneous. Jeremiah’s cries softened and turned into soft gurgling sounds as he squirmed in Lena’s arms slightly and relaxed, the tension easing out of his tiny muscles.
“Hold onto him.”
Kara scooped them both up with ease, cradling Lena on her arms as she had so many times before, and she was once again reminded that being held by Kara Danvers was like being held by a castle. Kara bore them both gently into the bedroom and lowered Lena to the bed, then kicked off her shoes and joined them, the deep vibrations still emanating from her chest.
“You’re supposed to be at work for another two hours.”
“Not until you’ve had a nap,” said Kara. “I’ll take him and then I can go back when you wake up. I can tell you’re exhausted, zhao.”
“Can we just stay like this a little longer?” Lena whispered.
Kara pressed a soft kiss to Lena’s forehead and smiled against her skin.
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mother-lee · 10 months
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inkwellphotograph · 6 months
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True love is stored in the book dedication, immortalising how deeply they've impacted your life and screaming out to the world: "I wouldn't have made it without you! I love you!"
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yzy-starpants · 6 months
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Get ready to get warm and fuzzy with your favorite person because winter is coming! ❄️❤️☕
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From S3E6a, "Snowball Effect"
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Something about the bourbon barrels. The muskiness of the bourbon and wood mixed together, absolutely gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling thinking about it...life without bourbon isn't a life worth living..
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matchstique · 5 months
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✨Shiny Rowlet joined the nap pile!✨
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doctordearie · 1 year
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Finn wishes everyone a wonderful early Caturday. He also wants you to draw him like one of your French girls.😂🐈🐾😻🫘😘🇫🇷🥖🚢
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baileeeysbrainrot · 2 years
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i never knew I needed jinx n viktor & now my heart feels all warm n fuzzy so I just wanna share all the warm fuzzies!!
so very thankful to @kallielef (on Twitter) for putting these two together in the cutest way!!
edit: yoooo i just realized when i posted this that the lovely artist is on tumblr!!! buuut it seems she’s not very active on here SO check out her Twitter :)
YALLLLL she made a new one AND—i am in LOVE.
“Viktor helps Jinx build firelight weaponry that she wears as wings. Just a couple of pals wreaking havoc. Bang bang bang boom.”
yessssss
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Squashing any doubts that crept in from that last episode by thinking about this moment in 1x2. I will NEVER get over Rebecca looking at the biscuits and then the look Ted shoots at them in response.
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“You got some kind of food or something that can just teleport you right back home, make you feel all warm and fuzzy?”
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sighcomics · 2 years
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pov: fresh hot bread from the bakery of your childhood and you're all covered in dirt
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jomiddlemarch · 3 months
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For the listener, who listens in the snow
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It took a lot to shut them down in Jackson, but getting two feet of snow dumped over the course of a short winter’s night followed by plummeting temperatures effectively did the trick. Between Joel’s constant need to be prepared for another cataclysm and Ellie’s need to burn off energy, they had plenty of wood for the stove and Grace made sure to keep them stocked on staples and those dried juneberries Joel would never admit to loving, though he ate them by the handful when he thought she wasn’t looking. So yeah, it wasn’t the worst.
“It actually reminds me of being stuck on-call at the hospital Before,” she said, wiggling her toes in their striped wool socks in a wordless request for a foot-rub. As her feet were already in Joel’s lap, he was quick to oblige. Ellie was humming under her breath, laying out another hand of solitaire at the kitchen table, within Joel’s eyeline, so he was as relaxed as he got other than when she rode him to climax. He was inclined to indulge her in all ways at this point.
“Yeah?”
“If the weather was bad enough, you just had to suck it up and stay overnight, even if you weren’t officially required to be in-house,” she said. “Too dicey getting back in if there was another call and I swear, all it took was a big storm, preferably ice, to get people choking on steak.”
“Sounds shitty,” he said.
“Well, it wasn’t the best,” Grace said, closing her eyes to remember and to appreciate his big hands working the arch of her soles. He did something with his thumbs that was near-miraculous.
“Did they give you free food? Seems like they’d try to buy you off with cheap pizza instead of overtime,” he said.
“No union,” she said. “And it was a free meal in the caf, which meant you could pick the pizza if you wanted to. I’d load up on the breakfast, they did that better.”
“Hard to screw up bacon, even in a commercial kitchen,” Joel said.
“Yeah. I’d load up my tray and bring it back to the call room and settle in,” Grace said. “It could get slow after a while, no one venturing out without a Jeep or a serious death-wish, and I could read old back copies of People from the waiting room or see if there were any romance novels in the lounge that no one would ever admit to bringing in, but everyone read them.”
“You liked those, huh?”
“If I was in the right mood,” she said. 
“What else you remember, darlin’?” he asked.
“I had a little Hello Kitty toiletry kit I kept my stuff in. If I ever got stuck without it, it was a terrible on-call, black cloud, I wouldn’t get any sleep, ICU transfers, the whole nine,” she said. “It was my good luck charm basically.”
“What happened to it?”
“Didn’t have it with me when I got called in that last time. When it all started to go crazy,” she said. This was as close as she could get to talking about it, this dancing around, facetious nonsense to keep her from falling into the abyss. “So, I guess you can blame everything that happened with the apocalypse on my forgetting my Hello Kitty bag.”
“Seems like a stretch,” Joel said.
“It was a really cool bag,” Grace said. “And you know what they say about the butterfly effect. Just sub in Hello Kitty.”
“Guess I’ll keep my eye out, next time we’re scavenging,” he said. “Think of what could happen if you got another one.”
For @tessa-quayle and any other Pedro fans who are dealing with sub-zero temps...
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