#how i met my wife

[married-to-a-redhead]

Meery Christmas, sir! I'd like to know if you could tell briefly the story of how you met your wife. How did you even find her? Where I come, gingers are so rare you're lucky to see a bunch in you life. I'm also anxious when near ginger girls, thinking about how they must be often harassed by guys like me with an appreciation of their God given beauty. I feel miserable around them, even if I know I'm a little above the average in beauty and I'm studying to be a fighter pilot. Did u feel t/ same?

Hello and thank you for the ask! I am happy to tell you in brief the story of how I met my wife. But before I even met my wife, there always seemed to be a redhead around me, starting with my first crush in 5th grade as stated in my bio. I had a redheaded teacher, I had redheaded cousins, they seemed to be everywhere for me as if they somehow gravitated to me. So to answer your question as to how I found her given they are so rare, it would seem that fate surrounded me with redheads for reasons I cannot fathom.

I met my wife when I was 15 years old, one of my friends starting dating a girl from the local public high school (I attended an all-boys catholic college preparatory school) and her circle of friends started hanging around with our circle of friends and my future wife was among them. Believe it or not, that circle of friends had THREE redheads! As I said, redheads seem to gravitate to me in my life - in fact, at one point in my career, I had a redheaded boss (and she was an excellent lawyer). In any event, my future wife and I went to the junior prom together and . . . didn’t get along very well although we seemed to have a lot in common. I actually ended up dating one of her (non-redheaded) friends for a while. We went our separate ways to college and both had returned home from college after graduating. I wasn’t seeing anyone at the time and always felt that we would be a good fit so I took a chance called her to ask her out. She miraculously said yes and the rest is history.

As to anxiety around redheads, I will try and give you some advice. First off, I understand that redheads can be intimidating because of their reputation and looks so I understand why you might be anxious around them. But I will tell you a secret: many redheads hated being a redhead as a child as they were singled out and made fun of by other kids. While they are indeed magical, many carry scars from that and some don’t like being a redhead even as an adult (fortunately my wife is not one of those redheads and is now proud to be a redhead). Thus, redheads are human beings like everyone else. Treat them with respect and they will return the favor. There is no reason to be nervous around them, no more so than anyone else. And I’ll give you one more piece of advice that has nothing to do with redheads but for life in general as you are clearly a young man: people admire confidence. Be confident in who you are and what you want and people will like you and admire you (both women and men). If you are above average in looks and are training to be a fighter pilot, you should be confident in yourself. That said, don’t be arrogant or cocky, that’s taking it too far and people (especially redheads) will dislike you for it. Having quiet confidence will take you far in life. And above all, be a gentleman.

Hope this was at least mildly helpful and interesting. Thanks again for the ask.

[zerruttet]

how i met my wife 🎙️

[the-masked-ram]

Each time i read this i fall in love with it more. I find more special words. More special moments. Its so worth every moment i take to read it

Touch (Pt 5)

Pairing: Dabi x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ only please!  Drug abuse/withdrawal, adult language/themes, heavy angst, past trauma/abuse, anxiety/panic attacks, PTSD, fluff, pining, slow burn, eventual emotional SMUT. *please pay attention to the chapter tags as these warnings will apply at different times*

Synopsis: When you first joined the LOV to lend your healing quirk, Dabi  terrified you.  Not interested in attachments, he wanted to keep it  that way.  That is, until he needs your help. (Slow burn, soft Dabi).

Please let me know if you’d like to be tagged in future chapters.

Special thank you to @salvator-heartbreaker​ who has helped me hash out this chapter and some future plot details; this would not be as amazing as it is without her help!

Chapter warning: This’ll get a bit heavy; just a heads up.  Please be aware of the warning tags.

Recommended Chapter Song: Put Me Under by Grandson

Part 1  Part 4

Artwork credit to @hellowon31​ on Twitter (https://twitter.com/hellowon31)

Part 5 - The Beast

Dabi walked down a long hallway, dark wooden floors cast in a dim orange glow from the mounted wall sconces.  Every feature was cast in heightened detail – the color of the walls, the pictures on them, the ceiling with its wooden planks mirroring the floors like a fun house. But something was off about it.  The sound of his footsteps was strangely absent, the faces in the pictures blurred by a shadow that shouldn’t exist. 

It was familiar, this place.  It filled him with a strange longing mingled with vague trepidation.

The whisper of voices came like a mist, seeping from the walls and soaking into his skin, cold and clammy.  The voices were familiar, voices he thought he’d long since forgotten the sound of.  He couldn’t make out the words; they jumbled together, swirling into a single hum that vibrated his bones and made his pulse race.  Through the din, he thought he heard the sound of crying, a mother’s wail.

Fear seized him, a paralyzing fear he hadn’t felt in years. He had to leave this place.  He took the door closest to him, turning the handle to step into black nothingness and suddenly he was falling, falling.  He screamed, his voice the sound of a boy, his hands small like a child’s, wrapped in dirty bandages grasping at nothing.  Blue flames erupted underneath him, devouring him like an ancient beast come to take him down into hell.

Dabi sat up in his bed with a jolt, his nerves screaming and his sheets drenched in sweat as the sound of his heavy panting filled the room.  It was dark, except for the moonlight that crept through his window carried on a cold night breeze with each soft billow of the curtain.

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[rainbow-sunshine-unicorn]

Remember when Anthony Bridgerton said:

And then it turns out that this is him with his wife:

[lem0nademouth]

according to the replies on this tweet literally every tv show has Zionist Propaganda™️ so i guess the hamasniks are just going to have to twiddle their thumbs for entertainment

edit: some of the nonsense from the replies

do not call yourself progressive or inclusive or revolutionary or anticolonial or whatever other fucking “I’m A Good Person” label de jour you’ve chosen if you say shit like this. you cannot talk like a Nazi and then insist you’re just an antizionist.

[cakeartontheside]

bones in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway

remake of these pics from 2017-2018

do not edit, copy or repost. i do not grant permission for ai training in any way, shape or form

[fyonahmacnally]

Yep. 100%. It's how I met my wife twenty years ago!

[figbythistle]

Elrond was limp, hanging from the orcs’ hands on his arms. Gil-galad could not see an injury, nothing to explain the life bleeding from his commander. But it had been a long night of battle, and he had not seen everything that had befallen. And the betrayal of a trusted friend was a heavy blow to bear.

The knife's blade was in the flame. Adar had not begun.

The Moriondor met Gil-galad's eyes. Then, carefully, he lifted Elrond's head from where it had sagged down to his chest. He cradled it against himself, pressing Elrond's cheek to his stomach, stroking the side of his face with his thumb as if to comfort.

Scene that I could not get out of my head from THIS amazing fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62911585/chapters/161096026

[izzy-belles-stuff]

i dont want to go back to school i wanna stay home in bed and watch sitcoms while eating sugar cookies and noodles for later

[vinelark]

I really love it when you talk about your wife. I would love to love someone that much one day.

some random wife things from this week:

she got new shoes that she’s really excited about and she looks so cute in them

weather was finally chilly enough for prolonged cuddling and man is there anything cozier than an extra blanket on the bed and my wife’s arms around me

she tried coffee from multiple new spots this week and i got to steal a sip every time

you ever see your hot jock wife in autumn flannel…you ever see your hot jock wife in a scarf and jacket and stompy boots.,,

in the middle of some travel (stressful edition) i said something like “you’re so nice to me, thank you for being so nice to me.” and she immediately said “of course. i like being nice to you, it’s easy.” she’s nice to me every single day, but it’s especially precious to me when i feel like i’m at my worst (inhabiting my airportsona).

last night while she was cooking dinner i went and caught her eye and looked pointedly at the mixing bowl she was stirring, and she just gave me a 😐 face. didn’t even take off her headphones. marry someone with whom you can telepathically communicate the “that’s what good pussy sounds like” vine at any moment.

[writeronartblock]

Finding out that Skully turned out to be a dead historical figure from CENTURIES before the current time and that everyone got their memories wiped after exiting the book.

I suggest an Necro no Hanayome AU where Yuu is the doctor and Skully's the corpse bride

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

Odysseus: Honey, I’m home! Did anything happen while I was gone?

Penelope, as the servants roll 108 barrels of hydrochloric acid out the back door: No nothing much

hdhdhdh (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭

penelope wasn't going to let having her son punched/hit & being belittled slide... and of course the threat of them trying to take her husband's throne but nobody touches her 'little wolf'!

(like really antinous you thought beating up the prince of ithaca, and then telling him to go cry to his spartan-blooded mother was the best course of action??? man sealed his own barrel fate)

but yes i love when people don't think of penelope as weak or unable to handle herself.

she was born and raised in sparta. she is the daughter of a spartan king and queen. she is half-naiad. she is as cunning and full of tricks as her husband. she is the queen. she is a mother. nothing would be able to defeat her.

[the-masked-ram]

God how many times have i reread this now? So gorgeous, i live to read your worlds Wife

Touch (pt 4)

Pairing: Dabi x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ only please!  Drug abuse/withdrawal, adult language/themes, heavy angst, past trauma/abuse, anxiety/panic attacks, PTSD, fluff, pining, slow burn, eventual emotional SMUT. *please pay attention to the chapter tags as these warnings will apply at different times*

Synopsis: When you first joined the LOV to lend your healing quirk, Dabi  terrified you.  Not interested in attachments, he wanted to keep it  that way.  That is, until he needs your help. (Slow burn, soft Dabi).

Please let me know if you’d like to be tagged in future chapters.

Recommended Chapter Song:

Bloodstream by Stateless

Part 1  Part 3

Artwork credit to @hellowon31​ on Twitter (https://twitter.com/hellowon31)

Part 4 - Wounded

Later that day, while Dabi sat in his room nursing his migraine and checking his phone for a response from Giran, he heard a quiet knock at his door and the sound of footsteps fading away. He opened the door and found a white takeout bag.

Curiously, he picked up the item and looked inside to see tonkatsu ramen and a pair of chopsticks with some napkins, along with another bottle of water for good measure.  He scoffed.

You brought him ramen.

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[vulpinesaint]

kind of unfortunate that so many fantasy epics are also war novels because i will be honest i just do not like war novels that much... the grand clashing of forces is compelling obviously but it requires characters to talk about so much practical battle strategy and while i can get my brain to comprehend all these fantasy maps and kingdoms and borders and battalions and front lines and army movements it takes up. so much space in the book. feels like i'm fighting a war of my own trying to get through it sometimes

[otrtbs]

In another universe, Regulus & Sirius are plotting to steal all the art you’re transporting <3

in another universe i would’ve gone with them instead of getting all the art safely to my museum 😔

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

Nazis are a threat to everyone. We know this, we understand this. HOWEVER. Goyim, non-Jewish people, I'm asking you to think before you speak on Elon's actions.

Yes, the people trying to insist it was just a "Roman salute" and meant nothing are infuriating, but I have seen responses to it that do nothing more than encourage neo-Nazis and their sympathizers. I've seen "comebacks" where people say "Go do a "Roman salute" in a crowd", "go do it in front of a Jewish person". I just saw a video of someone saying, "Better yet, find yourself a synagogue, and go do the "Roman salute", and see how that goes... bet you won't."

You are putting Jewish people in danger. You, leftist who thinks you're being so smart and witty with your comeback, are encouraging neo-nazis to threaten Jewish people. "Better yet"? Go find a synagogue? Go find a synagogue, go there to do the Nazi salute, and that's the better option you're suggesting to them? What you're doing is telling a Nazi that they need to actively harm Jewish people to prove their beliefs to you, and I can tell you that encouragement is embraced by them.

Jewish people are already going to be one of the main targets of any Nazi or white supremacist group, but half of you are actively offering us up for your "gotcha" moment. Y'all don't think before you speak, and you need to examine why you would ever think to give specific ideas on how to harm Jewish people to neo-Nazis who have just been emboldened to a level we haven't seen in decades.