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One shot where Audrey comforts Siegfried.
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Why are making me cry before 8 a.m.?!?
Sure, Anthony did a dorky wave when Kate left him.
But consider this:
Anthony was waving at the baby, not Kate
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“Bye baby! I’ll see you soon! Look after Amma! Papa loves you both!”
#bridgerton#kate bridgerton#anthony bridgerton#kanthony#i you wanted me dead you could've just said#married dorks#marriage#anthony as a dad#pregnant kanthony#i'm leaving for india
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only bought this dress so you could take it off
#was this purely an excuse to draw 1960's fashion??#perhaps.#anyway these dorks are terribly in love and are probably < 5 seconds from divesting each other of said fashion in a fit of unhinged passion#solavellan#solavellan fanart#solas dragon age#solas#inquisitor lavellan#female inquisitor#female lavellan#dragon age#dragon age fanart#solas x female lavellan#solas x inquisitor#my art#hay huehuehue he gave her a pearl necklace#sjehjsdg#they are married your honor#fanart
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#what a dork lmao (i'd marry him immediately)#spencer reid#spencer reid fandom#criminal minds#whoisspence
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i cant believe they made a character just for me
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twst#my works#sketch#HES A DORK OMLLLLLLLLLL#NOOOOOOOOO#HE GOT THE MAMMON BLUEPRINT FUCK ME#MERA YOU WERE RIGHT MARRYING HIM WOULD BE THE DREAM
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@abomination-unto-nuggan's post that just I had to draw, bc it was so perfect for these two dumbasses.
(OG post)
(Also the full thing without the text because I thought it was rlly cute ^^)
#sauron#mairon#melkor#morgoth#angbang#the silmarillion#melkor x mairon#sauron x morgoth#silm#tolkien#my arts#dork lords#i REALLY didn't want to have to draw melkor's silmaril crown so utumno-era it is :'D#i adore this flavor of angbang where these two act like whatever they have going on is completely normal professional behavior#got married for the tax benefits stayed married for the eternal homoerotic devotion#just like it should be. that and streamlining their relationship to create arda's most efficient evil war machine#that too#aaaaaaa i can't draw hands or consistent character designs forgive meeeee
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happy valentine’s day to the best husband in the entire world ♡ I will love you forever and ever Postal Dude Jr.
#CRINGE AS FUCKKKKKKK#CRINGE ALERT#KILL THIS DORK#he’s my actually boyfriend btw we’re not married cuz he has trauma :/#postal 2#postal dude#yyyyuuup rhis is going in the main tags
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Jake is terrible at subtle expressions of his love for Bradley, which is one of his most endearing attributes. A few days before Valentine’s Day, Bradley mentioned how beautiful he thought a display of roses was, simply making an observation. Two days later, on Valentine’s Day, he comes home from work to see Jake naked on their bed, rose petals all over the floor and mattress, and a large bouquet of those same roses in hand to cover his crotch.
#jake just loves bradley so much#all he knows how to do is go overboard in his expressions of love#and bradley thinks jake is such a dork for that#but it’s so sweet and endearing that jake loves him enough to do these things#and then they make love all night#hangster#sereshaw#bradley rooster bradshaw#jake hangman seresin#top gun maverick#married hangster my beloved#married hangster#valentines day
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put a ring on it 💍🪡 💕
“Is this actually necessary?” Eddie seems to judge where the very patient piercing-professional is in relation to their…target, before turning his head, hair half-covering his face: “How can you possibly believe that it isn’t?”
rating: t ♥️ tags: future fic, established relationship, rockstar eddie munson, successful-in-his-own-right steve harrington, fluff, humour, flirting in awkward places, body piercings, dork4dork, NOT marriage proposals, silly boys being silly ♥️
for @steddielovemonth day seven: Marry me - Train (full disclosure: I have never even listened to this song; the title just was there then I blinked and this story appeared)
“Is this actually necessary?”
Eddie seems to judge where the very patient piercing-professional is in relation to their…target, before turning his head, hair half-covering his face:
“How can you possibly believe that it isn’t?”
The way he tries to sound so scandalized would be undercut by Steve knowing Eddie as a rule, but, in the now?
The way he has to spit his curls from his mouth as he talks definitely does the trick.
“We share a bank account.”
“But we’re using the card with your name on it.”
Eddie says it like it makes a difference. And if it does to him, then fine. Steve just…
It’s not like their finances are uneven: Corroded Coffin’s finally at the filling-arenas stage of the dream hitting, and Steve? He asked Owens, when the last round of hush money was getting doled out, to look into some of his dad’s business practices that even Steve thought were fucked up, and if they found anything, to promise Steve the company, and a seat at a college to learn how to build the operation back up honest.
Along with his own unexpected prodigy of a CFO—one Elle-Jane Hopper, who’d asked Owens for an education, too—they’ve done very well for themselves under the Harrington name, well enough that it’s one Steve’s not even conflicted to use anymore.
Or ask Eddie to hyphenate, if that’s what he wants when the time comes—Steve’s just not gonna give up the opportunity to at least be legally a Munson in some respect, on his end.
Which brings them back to: here
With Steve putting a ring on it.
Like, if Eddie wants this? Of course he should get it. Steve supports a whole shit ton of what Eddie wants—and only protests or downright intervenes to stop things when they’re 100% going to end in pain, prison, or generalized regret.
So Steve just…does not understand what prompted the sudden, frantic need. And the twist or possessiveness isn’t wholly out of character—Eddie craves feeling wanted, feeling loved, and Steve likes to think he does a damn good job delivering on both in basically everything he does, since it’s true in every breath he takes. But it’s not like Eddiedoesn’t get various undergarments thrown at him every night on stage, for his side of the coin. And Dteve just…Steve’s seen him pontificate from lunch tables and helped him relearn how to fucking walk in ‘86. He’s not threatened by horny concertgoers.
So the oddly enthusiastic and out of nowhere urge to half-strongarm Steve into ‘locking it down’?
Eddie is his be-all-and-end-all. Steve does in fact already have the perfect ring in his home office where Eddie raids Steve’s legal pads and steals honors for when inspiration strikes, baby, the muses are fickle mistresses, but ever goes into drawer that has the calculators and classic adding machine in it because they’re soul crushing, they ward off creative genius, and honestly, it’s the easiest and most guaranteed place to keep something secret from his sniffer-dog of boyfriend, partner, other half.
Soon-to-be fiancé.
“So if this is a proposal,” which it’s not, Steve will not accept any of his as a proposal; he has fucking plans to sweep Eddie off his goddamn feel and this admittedly-perfectly-fine room in an arguably-high-end studio, parlor, thing—this is not a proposal.
But getting answers out of Eddie is often like arguing with a toddler; you have to operate under his rules of reality. Steve learned that one years ago.
“So if this is a proposal,” Steve starts again, that that premise firmly in place; “that I’m making. With my bank card.”
Eddie’s eyes flash around to find the piercer, and judges it safe to nod enthusiastically. Good. Makes Steve’s next question easy.
“The fuck were all these, then?”
Because Eddie is covered in metal, now; so. Operating under the rules of his reality, here—
“Promise rings.”
Oh. My. God.
He flutters his lashes all innocent too, the fucker.
“You’ve been making so many promises, baby,” Eddie croons, eyes glinting, and it’s clear he thinks he’s taking the upper hand; “for so long, and I’ve been yours every second.”
If Eddie hadn’t been dutifully prepped for getting stabbed already, Steve would throttle him, now. Not even feel bad about it.
The woman doing the stabbing had been very nice so far, though, and it seems unfair to ruin her careful work when Steve can just throttle Eddie later.
It’s not like there won’t still be clear reason for it.
“It really is kinda romantic that,” the woman with the needles starts, and Eddie brightens; Steve’s already pinching the bridge of his nose like a Pavlovian response.
“Please do not encourage him,” Steve cuts in, not above begging; “in fact,” and he glances at Eddie, who still looks too wide-eyed; too hopeful.
Which is more than concerning in scenarios like these.
“Does he need any more instructions for this part, other than to stay fucking still?”
Steve directs it at the woman who’s adjusting her gloves as she gives Eddie a once over for his position on the table.
“Not,” she stilts her head once more, considering one more angle; “not really, we’ve gone over everything and he’s all set, we just—”
Steve turns on her, serious to the point of solemnity as he lays his cards down plain:
“I will triple your tip,” and he flicks his eyes to Eddie, deliberate with his power play, however small it may be; “on the card with my name,” he emphasizes; “if you don’t say anything more until this,” Steve gestured at his half dressed partner splayed just so before him.
Or: before him, and the woman Steve’s currently trying to bribe into silence so that Eddie can’t be given even the tiniest scrap to cling to and run with, dog with a fucking bone—
“Nothing. Until this” Steve gestures vaguely at the…location in question; “is done.”
She considers Steve a second, before she nods and zips her lips. Steve lets out a sigh he didn’t realize he was holding.
“You’re killing the mood,” Eddie pouts loud enough to makeup for the paid-for silence. Steve glances at the piercer, who nods again when Steve mines approaching Eddie.
So he leans in and brushes those wayward curls properly out of Eddie’s goddamn mouth this time and kisses him until he loses enough oxygen to be fuzzy on his own goddamn name.
He only breaks apart, panting himself but nothing compared to Eddie, whose gasping uneven, eyes unfocused, throat working on remembering how to swallow.
“You…have revived the mood.”
Steve smirks; looks behind his shoulder.
“He still where he needs to be?”
The piercer gives Steve a thumbs up.
“Fantastic.”
Then he’s stepping back, taking his absurdly unnecessary—save that he’s putting a ring on his man, when technically it’s a very qualified woman who came highly recommended by Gareth of all people who’s actually doing the honors, more proof to Steve that the whole thing is fucking absurd—
Said woman is holding up a notepad to Steve.
It really does do wonders for stimulation, it’s our most popular request :) is crawled out first. Steve…
Steve will pass his own judgement on the matter, when the time comes.
The next line she wrote is more time sensitive, and more practical.
I usually ask if the client wants me to count before the need goes in. Can you ask, and if he wants it, can you be my voice? I’ll breathe out really hard for the numbers so that you’ll know.
She’s playing along with his need to keep a leash on his fucking lunatic boyfriend so well, so yeah. Steve can do that.
“Want a countdown?” he asks Eddie with a deliberate side-eye; they’d waited for him to get his breath back because he had to be fucking still but.
He’s still being all fucking moony-eyed.
“From you, baby?” Eddie purrs. “So it’ll put your voice in my ear every time I so much as brush against it?”
Steve rolls his eyes and nods to the woman; she holds up five finger and breathes out heavy like she said, as she puts one finger down.
Steve gets the memo.
“Three,” he calls, and Eddie’s doesn’t even tense. Weirdo.
“Two,” and still Eddie’s just…grinning like he’s lost in the clouds, so when Steve sees the needle prepare to press through, he doesn’t even feel that bad about being the bearer of the news:
“One.”
Steve does fucking flinch when it punctures skin, when Eddie’s the one who finally does make a hell of a sharp intake of breath this time. Because…god.
It’d better be a long-term investment in one hell of an increase in pleasure because…fuck.
It takes Eddie a while to stop panting through his teeth like Steve’s seen women in movies do when they’re in labor, but once he’s calm, he shoots Steve the cheekiest fucking grin, because of course he does, and rotates his wrist like a goddamn QVC host, to let his open palm put the finished product on display:
“Now presenting Edward Munson-Harrington,” he wiggles his currently-bare left ring finger; “and the newly-crowned, befitting his ancestral lineage,” Eddie bows his head theatrically doe tears his pines like that freak he really always has been: “Little Ed—ahh!”
Steve does take that opportunity to step in and pull and Eddie’s curls to reposition his head to look Steve square in the eye:
“This was not a proposal.” He holds the point until Eddie’s eyes get a little wide a he nods—probably less for taking in Steve’s declaration and more because the fucker gets hot and bothered when Steve gets even a little forceful about…well, anything.
“You’re gonna wait like a good boy for that when it’s meant to happen.”
Eddie just brightens up all the more and…goddamnit.
It really has been a relationship-long struggle, at this point, when his boyfriend found it hot when he yelled at a gaggle of shitheads before they even said a word to each other. He probably should have expected the opposite reaction to him ever trying to assert authority over…basically anything, ever—he should have just know from the beginning this response was only going to only escalate from there.
He bows out while he still can—they’re in a oublicnplace for fuck’s sake—with a very dignified flick to Eddie’s ear.
“You don’t even callyou dick Little Eddie, fucking dipweed.”
Eddie snorts. Steve just shakes his head like he’s accepted as his lot in life.
“She’s gonna give you the…care instructions?” he looks to the piercer, who’s been busy doing…cleanup or something while Eddie sits being a menace. She nods, then turns away to hide her grin. Fantastic.
“And I’m gonna go settle up the bill,” and then, Steve points to the door.
And—because Eddie’s stuck here for at least a few more minutes, and the piercer stepped out that very same door to grab the paperwork she’d prepared before they began—Steve takes the opportunity to subtly pop the top button his his dress shirt before he leans in and lets his tongue slip against the shell of Eddie’s ear as he whispers rough, near to the tune of a growl:
“And if you make your king proud and listen real fucking close to how to keep this from falling off because you didn’t clean it right or whatever,” he nods down to Eddie’s crotch:
“Maybe his majesty will see fit to reward you.”
Steve straightens up as Eddie gapes like a fish, smiles at the piercer when she comes back with a stack of pamphlets and printouts, and bites back his own smirk as best he can when Eddie makes a squeaking noise because…wow, yeah, Steve maybe knows Eddie’s predictable physical response to that tone of voice, and those kinds of words delivered in it.
That response probably hurts like hell, given what Eddie’s just asked to happen to his goddamn dick.
“Crazy fucking idiot,” Steve mumbles, and is nearly out of the door when he gets a singsong call in reply:
“You love me!”
And shit, but isn’t that just the explanation for basically everything that ever happens in Steve’s entire life?
And god help him: he’s got the ring, for a finger, and the reservations and the perfect place to drop to one knee all set to make sure it stays that way.
Crazy attracts crazy, he guesses; Jesus H.
Though, as he hears the beginning of those care instructions on the way out the door, he thinks Eddie’s insanity here might come with its own built-in consequences to learn from: no sex for six to eight weeks.
Good thing Steve’s proposal plans are for well outside that window.
But it might be gratifying to taunt Eddie with it anyway. He’d made Eddie blush so hard just playing into his deathless reappropriation of Steve’s high school royalty shame; he figures he’s got a lot of avenues right now to have his own fun with the fact that the love of his life’s a fucking dork behind the scenes.
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#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#future fic#rock star eddie munson#rich-on-his-own-merits steve harrington#(rehabilitated the family name and everything)#established relationship#fluff#silly boys being very silly#piercings#dick piercing#flirting#like: shameless flirting#little hint of authority kink#eddie is a menace#these boys really don’t need a license to be 100% an old married couple#humor#romance#but like: romance for weirdos and dorks#overlook the heavily stylised and inaccurate piercing procedure herein please and thank you#stranger things#steddielovemonth#prompt: marry me by train#hitlikehammers writes#hitlikehammers v words
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YELLOWJACKETS -> 1.05 Bloodhive
#yellowjackets#yjedit#yellowjacketsedit#shauna shipman#mari yellowjackets#akilah yellowjackets#shaunashipmanedit#96yellowjackets#yellowjacketscentral#yellowjacketssource#antlerqueer#tusercj#tusermiles#userbru#tvgifs#tvedit#**gifs#I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU SHAUNA SHIPMAN PLEASE MARRY ME SOON#SHES SUCH A FUCKING DORK I WANT HER SO BAD!!!!!!!
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Such a married couple. [x]
#smosh#ian hecox#anthony padilla#ianthony#mygif#don't repost#married couple#besties#cuties#dorks#smoshygayness
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my desing for those two dorks!!
close ups
#phighting#fanart#subspace#broker#the broker#subspace t mine#poisondealer#i hope they get some canon interactions :(#love those dorks#they married cause i say so
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neurotic carrier and his neurotic carbon copy son
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' i'm SO glad ironhide is getting too dusty to function anymore. we won't have to deal with HIS crazy ass soon-'
the evil ironhide idolizing cliffjumper who's somehow even MORE violent than him:
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father and daughter. mother and son.
Single old parent ironhide wants to get with single old parent optimus & optimus wants to get with him ! & theyre like this is gonna go great! Cliffjumper is getting along excellent with bumblebee! They're already best friends 😁😁!! cliffjumper hugs bee, secures their matching friendship bracelets bee made for him out of melted bullets (cliffs suggestuon) then stomps over to optimus, stares up at him, & says fuck you
#ironhide: yes cliff is my son? how could you tell???#optimus watching cliff cave a decepticon's head in with his boot: uh.#lucky guess 😁 !#i love ironop.... they are so family.... to me#NEED. MORE. IRONOP. CONTENT#ironhide is such a dork in g1 idc if his design is simple it works to help balance out the complicated ones#and works for his character like he is just an old guy trying his best and refuses to give up or give in#hes so babygirl to me#transformers#maccadam#ironhide#cliffjumper#optimus prime#bumblebee and his cute little okay symbol spike probably taught him#ALSO SPIKES SASS WTF??? LEAVE PEEPAW ALONE HE HAS DELUSIONS ???#RUDE ASS#wheeljack#wheeljack leaping over his invention im crying not his baby !!!!!#hes pregnant 💔#transformers generation one#transformers g1#tf g1#spartan loving ironhide who very much still has the loud southern accent#i am obsessed with how fking loud cliffjumper is. LOOOOUK OUUUUUTTTTTT!!! DECEPTICOOON#his smoker voice LMFAO amgry ass shaggy#my autistic daughters cliff (doesnt mask) and bumble (masks)#ironop#mention idk it needs more love might as well add to the wee puddle that is their content bcs i need them married actually#cute awkward old ass gay ppl trying to learn how to cute awkward old ass gay ppl during a war
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I haven't really talked about how much I love Datz's epithet. "Fangs of the Dragon". What a dope name. What a completely incongruous moniker. If "right hand man" is homosexually loaded then how do we even begin to quantify the gayness of being another man's fangs.
#one of my favoritre things about Apollos family is they all have these metal as hell sounding nicknames and then are in actuality huge dorks#'the dragon' 'the fangs of the dragon' 'the last rites prosecutor'#no sir that is apollo's lame family Dumbasses 1 2 and 3#anyways to be clear I am of the opinion that Dhurke and Datz are married for purely legal reasons#but by gods do I love their dynamic#spk plays soj#ace attorney#aa6#aa#ace attorney spirit of justice#aa spirit of justice#spirit of justice#dhurke sahdmadhi#datz are'bal
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THE DRESS??? THE COLOR??? THE BARE SHOULDER???? THE TURTLENECK WRAP AROUND???? HERRRRR?????? OH BOBBY NASH CAN YOU FIGHT
#911#911 abc#911 spoilers#911 cast#angela bassett#athena grant#bathena#IM FEELING NOT VERY NORMAL#SHE LOOKS SO DELICIOUSLY GORGEOUS IM BARKING UP A WALL#I KNOW YOU’RE MARRIED BUT HAND IN MARRIAGE PLS??? GIVE ME ONE CHANGE ATHENA#her wardrobe this season is KILLING IT❤️🔥#also Aisha Kenny and Jen being adorable dorks i love them🥹
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Melkor’s horrible pickup lines 2 electric boogaloo: The One That Worked.
Melkor: Heyyy Mairon, what did you make your fána out of? Copper(II) telluride?
Mairon: Hm, no, just the usual carbons and nitrogens and stuff. Why do you ask?
Melkor: Oh really? ‘Cause when I look at you, all I see is CuTe.
#mairon: OH MY VOID YOU SPEAK CHEMISTRY TOO???#that’s the day they got married folks.#rip arda#dagor bragollach was their anniversary actually. they had fireworks and everything#all thanks to their shared knowledge of geology and chemistry. ahh the things people can do with the power of love 💕💕#melkor#morgoth#sauron#mairon#silm#the silmarillion#incorrect silm quotes#angbang#dork lords#it ain’t even 12 am yet y’all. looks like brainworms came early
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