#now my fiance

[uarmyhopx]

300th day

He said yes... @moxnshxne

My love, my world, my idiot is now my fiance as well. I still cannot express all the emotions I had from the second you entered the penthouse today and walked through the decorated hallway towards me, until I had asked the important lines. Do you want to marry me? And you said yes. I teared up never so quickly in my life like the moment in which I saw you tear up as well and stutter a yes as reply before hugging me.

You make me the happiest man out there ih this universe. Since over 300 days you show me what true love is like, what living in harmony, peace love and happiness can be like even if it's the cheesiest to say. You make me smile daily if by only messages or calls when I'm in the camp and got only limited time with you until our weekend or when waking up in the morning seeing your teddy bear brown eyes and that soft cute smile before mumbling a good morning. I love every side of you, every corner of your body and personality and every smile I see on your handsome pretty face. You sowed me that the world had saved the most wonderful human for me to come to my life when I needed someone the most. A safe space and comfort zone that I can rely on no matter what. And if I'm honest, I have never felt so comfortable and protected by one's side and so quickly as with you. 300 and more days only will follow until we are old and wrinkly and will tell our old stories to each other.

I love you so much and my love only grows bigger and bigger for you as the days pass by. And I fall harder and harder the more I am allowed to be with you...and now you're my fiance...one day husband and really really officially mine.

I love you. ❤️

[bloggingboutburgers]

Flashback to that one moment where it felt like I'd found an aroace cheatcode on life somehow

[enden-k]

i know some fuckers reupload my art without a care in the world, im fighting w this for years now and it was a major reason why i deleted my previous art blog and stopped posting art for a long time. i dont hunt the internet to catch everyone tho, even if it pisses me off greatly.

BUT if anyone ever sees my oc art reuploaded, let me know so i can deal with this. one of my biggest fears is people stealing my ocs/worlds or claiming them, i saw that happen to someone once and its scary as hell. i wont tolerate that w my ocs. literally fuck you.

and regarding the AI ask just now; please dont use my OCs for things such as roleplay or anything.

also i rb sm abt it and thoughts its obvious - especially as an artist - what my stance on AI is and what a deep hatred i have for it. do NOT use my things for ANY of that shit.

and, in general while were on the topic of AI bc i see this SO OFTEN: you cant be anti AI and then turn around and use AI writing programs, its all scraped and based on stolen shit. please protect writers as much as artists and VAs.

[mysecretwindowuniverse]

Nygmobblepot Text Meme

[reachartwork]

@admiralexclipse and i are married now. autism wins!

[magistralucis]

what have i done 😂

[nothing-to-see-around-here]

WHAT DO TOU MEAAN PHILZA AND MUMBO TALK WITH EACHOTHER IN TOMMY'S NEW VIDEO JABDJSNDJ MY LIFE IS COMPLETE GRIAN MET TECHNO AND NOW MUMBO MET PHIL AAAAA

[outism-had-a-purpose]

Just realized the left side of the bus (with the exception of Rodion) encapsulates the "I miss my wife, Tails" meme when you look at their source material

Outis misses Penelope, Meursalt misses Marie, Ishmael misses Queequeg, and Heathcliff misses Cathy.

Dante the half of the bus is full of YEARNING

[square-enix]

got married today :3

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #133

Morgan Stark discovers the joke format, "__, __, and __ walk into a bar..." 

She doesn't quite get the concept, but she enjoys it. And, like most children, when she enjoys something she becomes absolutely obsessed with it.

Morgan: A spider, the spider's aunt, and a grumpy walk into the house!

Happy: Morgan that's not how that works

Peter: I dunno, you do seem more like a Grumpy than a Happy :)

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Morgan: A princess, her bestest brother ever, and their cyborg chef walk into the kitchen.

Tony: You can just say you want pancakes, Mo.

Peter, tearing up: That's Princess Mo to you.

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Bonus:

It becomes an inside joke that the whole family uses. 

Tony when Peter cuts off his coffee supply: (gasp) A genius, his robot minions, and a hater walk into the lab.

Peter, not even missing a beat: A genius, his son, and his robot children who agree with the son walk out of the lab and in to their beds.

Tony, so completely endeared every time Peter calls himself his son he can barely protest: I- I- now wait just a second...

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Teen Morgan, upon finding her brother and MJ making out on the couch: Eughh! An intern, the goddess way out of his league, and the amount of space reserved for Jesus between them walk out of the shared living space.

[lemon-russ]

Not warhammer, happy life updates-

I apologize in advance for how insufferable I'm about to become about this lol (and to anyone seeing this like 2-3 times bc I'm blasting it everywhere, I'm sorry I'm just excited hahaha) AND for the influx of sappy lovey fics likely to come

Boyfriend of 10 years proposed to me, after a pretty scenic train ride through the mountains, while watching the sunset behind the mountain range ☺️ (fiancé now ✨️)

I talk about him sometimes (I try to tone it down but I fail lol) but I really am obsessed with him. We waited so long because we wanted our own place first, and since we moved in may, huzzah! Engaged! I won't ramble too much but I am very excited to marry this soft viking whos obsessed with Christmas and boats, whos crocheting his own granny square biker jacket, who hangs strings of bones around the house, who lets me ramble on about warhammer fanfic writing and despite his protests gets excited to suggest "oh but wouldn't it be awful if they betrayed them?" Because he's nothing if not a lover of good drama and gossip lmao 💖

and as insane about him as I am, he is OBSESSED with me. In 10 years I have never once questioned his feelings for me. Any ego or self image issues I may have once had are replaced by a decade of him acting like he just walked into the lourve when I am just standing there in sweats and a tshirt or something. I'd say he's like a "wife guy" except it never feels like he's trying to prove something lol, he just wears his heart on his sleeve.

ANYWAY I'm gonna stop before I give a whole ass ted talk on this man. Life update: engaged!!! I love my Fiancé!!! I'm gonna try to get married on a schooner hahaha

Have some pretty pictures of the white mountains where he proposed 💖

[shrimploop]

messy icon sketch of webfrin. still tryna get used to shading things <3

so @thecorruption has this wonderful tma au for isat and you should go look at it i mean go look at it and by that i mean NOW!!!

[starbeanscafe]

tim and conner settling down together and having kids, but instead of dad/papa/etc they’re Dude and Bro

[valeriianz]

I've had this Dreaming The Proposal AU sitting in my drafts for a while. Then @voukkake comes out with this art and I figured it was time to brush off the dust and share what I'd written lol. This is seriously all I'm going to write so if anyone is interested I'm begging you to pick this up. I'm dying to read Dream awkwardly interacting with Hob's family (also @valiantstarlights suggestion that Betty White is Destiny?? ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT). Anyway...

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Dream is about to be deported because his visa application has been denied. He is in the middle of a meeting with his lawyers when Hob, his secretary, pops in the room to inform Dream of a very important phone call and Dream comes up with the insane plan to marry Hob to keep his immigration status.

He gestures for Hob to come over and Hob, clueless, wanders into the room and stands next to Dream, who takes him by the arm and tugs him just a little bit further to stand awkwardly close.

Dream announces their engagement and Hob stands there, shell shocked and feels his mouth moving against his will. That yeah, they are getting married. They are in love, sure. It isn’t until they leave the office, following Dream back to his, that Hob’s brain seems to come back online.

“What just happened in there?”

Dream grouses, head down, already back to his work as if nothing happened. Like he didn’t just use Hob as a pawn in his scheme to get around his denied visa application.

“They were going to make Morningstar editor-in-chief.” Is all Dream says, disdain dripping from every word. He still hasn’t looked up.

Hob stands there, still as a statue. His head is swimming with words, with emotions. Anger, disbelief, betrayal… and a small tiny flicker of undeniable interest that he hastily stomps out.

He manages to put the pieces together rather quickly though, while Dream continues sifting through paperwork.

“This is illegal,” Hob manages to croak out, brows furrowing. 

“Oh, please. The government looks for terrorists, not book publishers.” Dream’s head is still down in his paperwork.

Hob blinks, taking a step up to Dream’s desk. “I'm not marrying you.”

“Sure you are.” Dream sets aside a stack of papers and finally gives Hob his attention. “Because if you don't, your dreams of ‘touching millions of lives with the written word’ are dead.” 

Hob’s jaw drops. That was a line, corny as it was, that he’d used in the panel interview for this job. Three years ago.

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“Were you not in that room? I could get fined, I’ll go to jail over this. If you want me on this deal, you will promote me to editor.”

Without even glancing up from his phone, Dream scoffs.

“Absolutely not.”

“Well then I guess you’re screwed. Buh-bye.” Hob turns with a flourish and has to bite back a grin at how Dream splutters behind him and grabs him by the arm.

“Fine– fine! Editor.” His face seems to go through the five stages of grief. He drops his hold on Hob.

“And You’ll publish my manuscript.” Hob throws in. In for a penny.

Dream’s brows narrow and he shakes as if he’s physically controlling the urge to stamp his foot.

“Sure. I’ll publish your hack manuscript.”

“Good.” Hob slips his hands in his pants pockets, staring at Dream, deciding on one last nail in the coffin.

“Now do it properly.”

Dream cocks an eyebrow. “Do what properly?”

“Propose. Like you mean it.”

Dream’s entire body seizes up, but he manages not to let it show, distracting himself by slipping his phone in the pocket of his expensive slacks and clasping his hands in front of him.

“Will you marry me?”

“No.” Hob, the arrogant bastard, is visibly biting back a smirk. “Say it like you mean it.”

Dream takes a long, steadying breath through his nose.

“Hob Gadling. Will you–”

“And get on your knees.”

Dream absolutely refuses to decipher the thrill that shoots through his body at Hob’s command. Instead he keeps his mask of irritation and indifference on as he scans the crowd around them. They are still outside the courthouse, and the concrete sidewalk is going to potentially tear Dream’s Hugo Boss black wool pants.

So he carefully lowers himself, scowling as the smirk on Hob’s face only widens as Dream slowly settles onto the ground.

Once he’s as comfortable as Dream’s going to get, he clears his throat.

“Hob Gadling,” he glares at his subordinate from under his lashes. “Will you fucking marry me?”

Hob curls his lips in mock consideration, looking up past Dream’s head. He rocks back on his heels and nods with a forlorn sigh.

“Okay.” He still hasn’t met Dream’s gaze. “Could've done without the sarcasm but it will do. See you at the airport tomorrow.” 

And turns and walks away, leaving Dream to fend for himself on the ground.

[emotoangel]

I need yall to understand I’ve cried minimum 5 times so far over dnp as the ineffable husbands. this is so special to me specifically