#hugs and kisses babes

[rutadales]

It's gonna be okay, I am holding everyones hand. love prevails beam

[doodle-do-wop]

I'm a zammie trash sorry 😭 what surprises do you think zach will pull when Cammie graduates from Georgetown? Do you think they'll move into a new apartment and stuff?

Maybe no moving just yet (she did just finish college) but Zach definitely decorated the apartment with little streamers and balloons while Cammie was busy being kidnapped prepped by her best friends who pretty much out full pause on everything to be there for Cammie

Macey did her make-up, Bex picked her shoes, Liz did her hair and helped out the finishing touches on her cap.

Meanwhile Zach has paid them extra to please not let her near the apartment by any means nessessary.

So they called in reinforcements: Anna Fetterman

Anna's always been small and kinda innocent looking. If you placed her in a police line up you'd think she just got lost trying to ask if she could put up a poster for her missing cat. You wouldn't think sweet Anna Fetterman, who still trips on pill bugs, is part of your boyfriend and girl friend's nefarious schemes. Not when she looks so happy to see Cammie, saying she came all the way down from Greenland because she remembered today was the big day (technically not a lie).

The girls had gone out on the town while the clock ticked down until the hour of the big day arrived. Joe and Rachel were already in their seats and Zach swears he saw tears in Joe Solomon's eyes as their small group cheered while Cammie walked the stage. Abby might've blown out the whole stadium with her cheering as Townsend smiled one of his few rare smiles.

By the time the girls finished their crying and hugging and endless picture taking and more crying and hugging, there was still more to be done. Dinner celebrations, plenty of congratulating and party planning for the next day (Cammie had to stop Bex before she reignited the argument of whether or not they should break into the National Mall for a 'girls night')

Zach gently whisked Cammie home as she said goodbye to her friends and family for the night. Promises of an eventful tomorrow sure to come soon.

Cam knew Zach had done something. It's Zach, if small things like surviving finals week got her the best 8 hour sleep of her life, he definitely would bring out the big guns for a graduation.

The apartment was decorated alright, but not in the 'lets keep this party going' kind of way. There was a banner congratulating her and balloons. Streamers were put up carefully in a suspiciously similar manner to the way Tina Walters used to decorate the common room for birthdays. But there wasn't a bottle on the table, no candles were lit.

Zach had put out her favorite blankets, made the couch into a nest with the rearranged furniture and comfortable pillows.

She barely got a word out before he undid the straps of her heels and picked her up. The fatigue of the day caught up with her as he sat her down, gently hanging up her cap and helping her slide out of the arms of her graduation gown.

He had the make-up wipes ready, her feet were covered with fluffy socks she had stolen from him ages ago. She could relax.

And as he kissed the scars on her skin one by one, little reminders she had survived he smiled as he pressed his lips to another scar before he whispered, "Congrats Gallagher girl."

[justholdbabe]

[wordswithloveee]

[missmichellets]

Here's a hug for all my cuties out there! 💕 If you need a little spark and shimmer ✨ in your life as the seasons turn dark and cold 🌑❄️ you can always reach me on my main platforms 🔞 where I post a bunch more and am online every single day 💋

Links are in my pinned post 📍

[kaijukebox]

Infected with the kiss-Kim Kitsuragi disease.

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Today’s Reference!

[conquerhermind]

Lets get away for the weekend ?

[amatus-jj]

bojan please don't eat him he's already yours

[disgurrr]

Yk what’s so funny? Katniss sulkily thinking “Peeta and I have barely touched since the night of Gales whipping.” But they legit held-hands three days after Gales whipping, kissed once, and she made Peeta cradle her face. And still, this is barely anything for Katniss. Like she couldn’t be more obvious about how down bad she was for bread boy.

Also then getting pissed when he didn’t give her any kisses or hugs , when she saw him for the first time since the QQ announcement. Like she was like “this is it, this is where Peeta will hug me and show me his loving, finally.” Like awww katniss :(, but girl what? Lol

[asphaltangel-1]

[saltpepperbeard]

You're 27 years old, and you're talking to your therapist about a fucking pirate show getting cancelled. Jesus, grow the fuck up and go outside. Experience the real world and get a fucking job. That's one of the most pathetic things I've ever read.

Every single one of you ofmd fans are all just a bunch of fat women who fetishise fictional gay guys, and then act like you're a lgbt allies for doing so. It's such bullshit. I hope that show stays dead.

And my God, get another therapist. Show mercy to that poor fucker.

Anon, I genuinely feel sorry for you. I’m sorry you haven’t ever felt so deeply and passionately attached to something, and I’m sorry you’re so upset with things in your own personal life that you felt it necessary to come into some random person’s inbox and sling vitriol, in the off-chance that it made you feel the slightest bit better about yourself.

I don’t even normally give hate messages the time of day, because they’re only meant to be inflammatory and upsetting for the asker’s sick gain. But I felt it pertinent to respond, because I wanted you to know that I cackled at the inaccuracy, only to immediately pity you.

I won’t give you the satisfaction of arguing against all your points either. All I’ll say is *EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER* and get well soon <3

Actually, no, I will say one thing; my boss at my full time job signed the petition and paid money for it to be boosted further on change.org 😘😘😘

[maxescheibechlinichacheli]

Your coffee is served.

Can I get a hug?

[justholdbabe]

[the-mandawhor1an]

6 months later...

TLDR: it's Zaddy's and my RP 'anniversary'; artworks; Wolke being emotional about her Tumblr experience; and a fluffy one shot/drabble at the end of the WAY TOO LONG POST

I've alluded to it before, I've commissioned some artwork of the two lovebirbs and they just so happened to get finished this week. Huge thanks to @kenobiwanx for making the two come alive 😭 I can NOT stop staring at them.

LOOK AT THEM 😭😭😭

Yes these are spoilers for upcoming events but I just 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

@zaddymandalorian Überraschung!

Back to the actual point *wipes tears off her face*

Let's set the scene...

My dearest Zaddy and I reconnected in November of 2023 as I had been on a work trip at that time and I needed someone to talk to. We'd been talking on and off for the last months, mostly smalltalk and sometimes me complaining about stuff. Worth mentioning is also that I sent her my Maia fanfic back in June. First person to read it besides myself. I've known Zaddy since spring of 2016 ish (which also means I've known her longer than my husband – fun fact) so I felt comfortable with her reading my extremely self-indulgent shit. Everyone needs friends like that ♥

We mused about the roleplays we lost to forum admins being ruthless in their inactive-thread-deletion efforts every 4 months. We had barely started a Witcher RP and I'm sure it would've been awesome if we had continued. We literally stopped 7 ish posts in so nothing had happened really. – Why was it inactive? Well I took a 14 month roleplay hiatus due to me being chronically fatigued. The joys of working a stressful job and being severly anemic. Oops.

I tested the waters and made an offhand comment about maybe giving in and asking her to plot something with me.

This is a very convincing re-enactment of what happened: (translated because we're German potaters)

Well... and that's when the fun began

I, being a total Pedro fangirlie, asked if we wanted to just take the synopsis of my fic and run with that. She agreed, I was happy, she was happy.

So it's been 6 months.

OH. MY. GOD.

I did not think I had it in me to be consistently posting daily for 6 months. We've laughed, we've cried, we've lost sleep over it. We've grinned into our phone screens like maniacs at work and luckily no one asked

And now, 260k words later, I'm still in love with the babies. In fact I'd say I love the little blorbs even more now. Maia has a face, she has outfits (multiple!) she has a family and a story (that's only about 1/3 written so whew we might make it to a million)

Of course I also love Zaddy very much (and I will keep lovebombing your ass, bitch 🖤💜)

You know what, fuck it, I'm mentioning more people. Buckle up! Wolke spreads some love!

@immarocketman for being the first person on Tumblr that I kind of clicked with because we share a love for Pedro and the color purple 💜

@roughdaysandart for 1) allowing me insight in her creative process making a Fanfic comic and b) doodling Maia basically as soon as she made an appearance in text form 💜

The moots: @thefrogdalorian @djarins-cyare @djarins-wife @pedroswife69 for interacting with me, commenting on my posts and being real cute in general 💜

Everyone that ever interacted with me on here has been nothing but friendly, I feel extremely welcome over here. Everyone who liked/reblogged or commented on my posts, thank you so much. 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Now that the sappy whining is over, who wants to read something actually interesting?

In spirit of me being overbearingly loving, I've typed up a bit of fluff from the lovesick fools™ of Clan Mudhorn. Unbeta'd.

It was early in the morning, the sun barely over the horizon and engulfing the room in warm orange light, when Din awoke, a soft and warm body nestled into his side. She let out the softest little hum when he buried his face in her hair, wrapping his arms around her to hold her close.

"Sleep," he purred into her hair, placing a kiss on her forehead when her face turned towards him. Again, with a quiet hum, she buried her face in the crook of his neck. "How am I supposed to sleep when my husband has his hands all over me?"

"I'm sorry," he apologized and gently stroked her hair. "Why are you awake anyway?" she asked, finally raising her head so her sleepy, green eyes looked into his. "Hey mesh'la," he greeted her with a smile, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. "I don't know. I guess the sun woke me up, it's too bright in here." He sighed. "I miss the hut on Nevarro, it was always dark in there." "Come on, it's not that bad here. We needed more space anyway."

She pulled away from him, rolling over so she was on her stomach, hugging the pillow underneath her to get a better look at her everything. "Is the sun too strong, my warrior king?" a grin crept onto her lips as her eyes blinked slowly. Clearly this was way too early for her liking. To be fair, last night went on for longer than anticipated. "Are the little troublemakers awake yet?" She raised her head and turned to face the door. For now it seemed peaceful and quiet in the adjacent rooms.

Knowing well she would rise from the bed to check if he didn't stop her, Din hoisted himself over her body, practically pressing her into the mattress with his body weight. "You're not getting up to check on the kids now, cyar'ika," he muttered, peppering kisses along her shoulder. A chuckle escaped her lips as she rotated her head so she could see him in her peripheral.

She was so glad the mattress was soft enough to just give in under the weight, forming a perfectly human-shaped dent to make way for her body. "Whatever you say, great Mand'alor." For just a second she could feel him grind his pelvis into her butt.

He kept on pressing kisses on her neck, her shoulders, slowly crawling down her spine, kissing every little scar he found on his descent. "You really have to stop saying it like that." "Like what?" "With the bedroom-voice." He stopped to crawl back up to her head and leaned forward, giving her the chance to look into his face. His eyes were darkened, one of his eyebrows twitching upward.

"You're insatiable," she laughed, shaking her head. He slowly lifted off of her, immediately wrapped both arms around her and pulled her onto his chest. "That's your fault, my love." His voice was warm and silky, the vibration in his chest making her shudder. "My fault?" "You're just too beautiful so I can't keep my eyes or my hands off of you for long." "Di'kut" "Gar di'kut, forever." "Forever is a long time," she said softly and ran her fingers through his hair.

"And I'll be happy to spend every minute with you. I love you so much" he took her hand in his and softly kissed her knuckles. She sighed and watched him kiss every finger, eyeing her intently. She was mesmerized by his eyes, almost hypnotized by the dark brown, with the orange light surrounding them it reminded her of embers, glowing and warm.

Forever was a long time and although it didn't feel like it, time was progressing, evident by the threads of silver that sparkled in his dark brown curls. And although she felt like she herself was showing signs of ageing, he always told her she was as beautiful as the day he met her. "I love you more, mesh'la," she replied and rested her hand on his cheek.

"You and the kids are everything to me. I would die for you," he mused, closing his eyes as her finger brushed over his beard toward his lips. Her movements halted and the dark brown eyes reopened, scanning her features for signs of her sudden stop. The small crease on her forehead was enough for him to know exactly what was troubling her.

"Look at me," he pleaded with her, cupping her cheek in one of his hands now. "I know that look on your face. I would doesn't mean I will. Stop thinking about it. I'm here and so are you." Her hand slowly retreated to rest atop of his, thumb brushing over his warm and tanned skin. "Thanks to you, I am. You've saved my life once, I hope you don't have to do it a second time." She smiled warmly and nestled her face further into his hand.

Din grumbled and pulled her face closer, peppering it with kisses wherever he could reach. "I've saved your life twice. But it doesn't matter, you've given me more than I could ever imagine. I have a family now. And the most amazing wife in the galaxy." "I love you." "Until the end of space and time."

Both flinched when they heard a noise outside the bedroom. Instantly both heads were turned to the door, listening for more noises. One of the kids must've woken up, maybe their voices were too loud.

"Any guesses?" Din asked his wife, once again burying his face in her hair. "My gut tells me it's your mini-version," she suapected, turning her head to kiss him gently. "Your gut? Or your Jedi magic?"

Din rose from the bed, stretching his muscles in the morning sun, stared at by his better half. "And you say I'm insatiable." A sly grin appeared on his lips as he put on a shirt, his shoulders and bicep stretching the fabric just enough to make her hum. "The faster you check on the troublemakers the sooner you can come back to bed. Hurry, I'm not done with you."

She didn't have to tell him twice.

Translations:

mesh'la - beautiful

cyar'ika - darling

di'kut - idiot

gar di'kut - your idiot

[iguessitsjustme]

North/Sonic/Kim special episode WHEN

[lavenderspence]

S6E20 where Hotch has to do an assessment on the whole team post Emily's "death" and asking Strauss he be the one, so he could make them feel like they are talking to someone feeling the same pain

meanwhile, I'm sure the fact that he can't tell them the truth is eating him alive and not being able to talk about his choices and the anxiety he probably feels at the idea of the whole team hating him when they learn the truth

yeah....