Jily would be the perfect couple to ran a restaurant together. Its mexican and they both take the orders by themselves. Every single customer falls in love with either of them on the spot. Tattooed James Potter who has the most random yet beautiful tattoos, and Lily Evans who makes her own jewellery and has always the best (hair)style. They're always flirting with each other when they run into the other one, and theyre the best rated restaurant in the whole city.
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He's a bounty hunter. He's into DnD. He somehow doesn't know about cosplay or how to improv despite this. He CAN dance. He fell for the Doctor so hard the only coherent thought in his head under stress was proposing to them. Within the hour he'd kissed them, sacrificed himself, and said "find me" after making them catch a goddamn marriage bouquet. He's a nerd. He's socially awkward. He listens to Kylie Minogue. He's a sweetheart. He's a Killer. He's engaged to the Doctor. He is the moment. He is the Rogue.
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saw this post before my ass accidentally refreshed the goddamn feed BUT BUT—
someone said her man would grunt in her ears and say something like, “c’mon baby, fuck me back.”
and when she says, “s’too big :((” her mans apparently replies with, “well, s’all yours so take it all.”
I SCREWCHED??? ITS SO KYLE IM GONNA CRY
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Id : a rendered digital painting of binx and andhera on a stone building and vegetation landscape. Binx is standing on the steps of large stone stairs and leaning over the stone railing with a soft smile to tie a piece of yellow fabric on andhera's arm. She has big brown moth wings with a golden key design and moth antennas over their chin length hair. She is wearing a yellow and cream dress, with puffy sleeves and a slit in the cream body of the dress showing the yellow underskirt. Many purple and red lost objects are sewn onto the dress such as earrings, keys, socks, flowers, scissors etc. Andhera has his back to the viewer, on horseback and looking up at binx with the same soft expression. They're wearing an iridescent dark purple armour with crystal-like designs, goldwn earrings, and holding a crystalline black halberd. Shining yellow moths are flying around them, purple roses are blooming, and a slight border frames the image with cristals, thread, keys and moths./end id
im normal and spent a normal amount of time, effort and thought on this
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this on a post about brooklyn 99... its shit like this that makes me so annoyed with the phrase "fiction isnt reality" like youre literally just proudly announcing to the world that you dont know what propaganda is 😭
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(Based off this post and this movie.) I'm just imagining going out with the girls to the pub. There's a few new people you don't recognize, but you don't pay them any mind. Even when a handsome, older man approaches you do you brush him off. You're not there to find some dick - it's your homegirl's birthday! Come to find out her dad rented her a party yacht.
The party is bumping and you've had far too much to drink. You accidentally stumble into one of the guardrails but it's too short. You fall overboard, knocking the back of your head on the fiberglass boat hull on the way down.
You wake up in the hospital dazed and confused. You can't recall much of anything but you know something bad happened to you. There's TV crews and newspeople ready to ask you questions youre unable to answer. You're far from home, you had no phone or ID, and your "friends" are blackout drunk on a yacht headed for Cape Cod.
You're upset and scared. You want to go home but you can't even recall where that is. You lay despondent and alone in your hospital bed hoping someone will come to claim you. Soon enough, someone does.
He's tall, handsome, and older than you'd expected. Is he a friend of your dad's? Certainly he has to know you. He regards you with glint of heat in his eye.
"Ah, there you are, Love." He sighs in relief. The nurses and doctors who led him into the room intently observe the scene. "Thought I'd never see you again."
You're confused, but he seems to understand. He kneels beside your bed, places your hand in his. He doesn't seem offended when you try to pull away from him. You're certain he's a stranger. He has to be.
"Love, it's me. It's alright, I've got you now." He hums, reaching into his back pocket. He pulls out a silver ring and slips it on your ring finger. It fits perfectly and has a man's name etched into it.
"John?" You question, looking at the ring. He just smiles at you with a strange type of relief.
The nurses and doctors chatter in agreement, tapping at their Ipads and leaving the room. You want to call out to them but John plants kisses to the back of your hand. His mustache tickles.
"Oh, Love, you've no idea how much I've missed you. The boys too." He hums. "'S time to go home."
The boys?
You have children with this man?
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