#ft. teddy

[tennash]

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He’s hot. He’s an Olympian. He’s kind. Puppies flock to him. This guy really is the whole God damn package.

[shatteredgossip]

@talkvalentina: Good news: I have a sexy neighbour. 10/10, would fuck. Bad news: I think he might be a cat burglar in the very literal sense?

[ghostsbrokenbyfairytales]

Send me📝 and my muse will reveal their thoughts about your muse. (Kirby and Teddy)

Their first impression:

"holy fuck he's tall. holy fuck he's hot?? holy fuck...me. please. thank yoooouuuu."

Their current impression:

"i love him. very much. i was afraid to say it for a while because i felt like it would be fast but i realized nothing changed from friends to being my boyfriend, all we did was add a label to it so really i've loved him since before we were together."

What they like the most about your muse:

how patient and understanding he's been throughout their entire relationship and agreeing to be open for kirby to be more comfortable with it all. the foods also a bonus.

What they dislike the most about your muse:

how nice he is, but in a way of they worry that people will take advantage of his kindness.

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):

boyfriend

A general opinion of their relationship:

they never thought he'd want to be with someone like them, thinking they were just a fuck buddy and was trying to be okay with that but they were so glad to be wrong about that.

If applicable, something they wish to reveal:

"i would tell you who broke my fingers but i don't trust that you won't go out and try and fight them or try and make me leave the commune since he lives there but i don't want to leave."

[crazedhatesoul]

💕 Kirby and Teddy

[dulcie-hernandez]

[belovced]

𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓  @illsfates​​ 

 ゛  ;         ♠️            »            “               her breath was ragged, her heart slamming hard against her rib cage, as if it would burst any moment. panic had paled her face, leaving her eyes widened. she’d tried to keep her distance — distract herself, push her thoughts away, keeping it in a small box and hide it away. and yet she’d lasted merely three day. only one message away from her sanity to dissolve into fear. the fear of losing him again.

 she didn’t know how she made it here, hair strands sticking out her bun and her hands still trembling. but it was two am, and she was standing on his doorstep, hoping he was okay. “ teddy are you there ? ” her voice was shaking as it cut through the darkness, yet it was the silence scaring her. feeding her irrationality and clouding her mind. “ please open the door ! ”

[ameliabartons]

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Girls only day out! No boys allowed! (With the exception of Teddy who I invited because he’s just lovely and I like him so much.)

[ofdevburroughs]

closed starter: @avgury​ when: morning, day 2. after things have ... settled a fraction. where: upstairs bathroom.

After waking up on the cold, dark basement floor and, well, everything else Devlin had woken to, it certainly felt better to be clean. Showering with bandaids on your fingertips was awkward enough when it was just one, but the desire to feel clean pushed Dev to make it work. She’d washed herself to the best of her ability, changed into fresh clothes (her Elvis shirt felt somewhat tainted now), all that was left was to clean her face. She wiped cleanser from her face with cotton pads. Reaching for moisturiser next, anticipating the feeling before she realised. It was one thing to wash herself with the bandaids on, but an entirely different thing to stick a bandaid-ed finger into that little pot and wipe it all over her face. It caused her to pause. Given everything, it felt like the leaf about to land on the giant Jenga tower in her body that would cause it to finally tumble. Footsteps by the door distracted her from the impending doom of not being able to moisturise her face, making her look up. She felt ultra aware of all the sounds around her this morning. She wondered if the others felt the same. A partially halted breath makes its way out when she sees it’s Teddy. “ Hey, ” She greets, soft friendliness. She looks down at the open moisturiser in her hands, and looks up again, “ Uh, kinda dumb, ” all things considered, at least, “ But could you give me a hand? ” She holds out the small pot, “ I don’t wanna get moisturiser all in my bandaids. ”

[drarrargh]

mystery babysitter

[breadcat-xx]

@jegulus-microfic

17.01.2024 - dream - 403 words

Sometimes, James is afraid all of this might be a dream.

He’s always lived a pretty happy life. He grew up in a warm, loving home with parents who were well-off. He had the best of friends back at Hogwarts and keeps in touch with many of them even now. He likes his job, married the love of his life and they moved into the cosiest of homes a few years ago.

He truly hadn’t believed he could become any happier. And then Harry was born.

James can’t put into words how overwhelmed he feels with love and affection as he watches Regulus feed their boy spoonfuls of the baby food he prepared earlier.

Harry’s chubby cheeks are covered in the green sludge, and his husband has seemingly given up on cleaning them in between bites. James can’t blame him. It’s a rather useless undertaking.

Regulus hums interestedly as Harry babbles nonsensically, and all James can do is watch him in silence. His lover is tired, he can tell, but being the amazing father he is, he puts in unshakable effort when it comes to caring for their son.

It’s inspiring. James finds himself falling in love all over again as he watches him flourish in his role as a parent.

Once the bowl of food has been emptied, Regulus wipes a satisfied Harry’s cheeks one last time and then lifts him out of his seat.

“Let’s go pick out an outfit for Teddy’s birthday party, huh?” He says, smiling at their son as he leans against his chest. “Oh, Jamie, let’s put him in those little overalls we got him, Sirius is going to lose his mi— Are you crying?”

James blinks rapidly in an attempt to get rid of the tears that have started to form in the corners of his eyes. He knows it’s silly, but it’s almost like becoming a dad has made him so much more emotional.

Regulus walks up to him, and when he comes to a stop next to his chair, James wraps an arm around him and allows Harry to reach for his glasses.

“I’m just really happy…” He whispers.

Regulus huffs and looks rather amused by his explanation. “You’re a huge sap, Potter.” He says, but he does lean in to press a comforting kiss to his forehead.

This time around, James is one hundred percent certain; this is what peak happiness feels like.

[theyshapedlikefriends]

I'm so glad to see some of the 90s Beanie Babies have their own moderately huge fanbase here such as Inch the Worm, Magic & Scorch the Dragon and Goochy the Jellyfish

As well as Swirly the Snail, Claude the Crab and Chip the Cat (and similar cats in other colors) for lesser extent

[tennash]

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Ladies, you can thank me later.

[shatteredgossip]

@shatteredgossip: El WOOD by name, and WOOD by nature! It seems Colin Nash is putting the BI in Bilingual as we hear rumors that everyone’s favorite Tennis Champion was bringing one @notteddyswims back to his boat for more than just a friendly chat.

[iphijaania]

officially a law school graduate now 🥹

[useless-strings]

[As a plushtoy, Wally very much appreciates physical contact!]

[medievalwife]

yeah that was fucking painful!