My partner and I saw you from across the bar
[id: Two pictures side to side of a a digital drawing of Izzy and Roach from OFMD, both in leather. Izzy is sat on the floor, having a smoke and looking at the viewer. Roach is draped on him, also looking at the viewer. Izzy's in his canon era outfit with his unicorn leg and Roach is in a leather harness that ends on a prosthetic left arm, with which he holds Izzy's boot. He's wearing a leather kilt and his mother's sash as a belt. The second photo is a cropped detail of the first one, focusing on their faces. /end id]
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EXECUTIVE CUDDLE PILE!!!! they deserve nice things.
[ID copied in alt text: a drawing of the four executives all cuddled together. martina is in the middle, being leaned on by everyone. he face is tense and she is thinking “hot…”. sq is curled up sitting in her lap, his head is on her shoulder and his knees are drawn up. he is hugging jackson’s arm. jackson is behind the two of them , head leaning on sq’s and arms wrapped around both of them. jillson is sitting with her back to martina’s and her arms crossed but appears to have fallen asleep sitting up. all of them are wearing t shirts]
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unstoppable force immovable object
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we got both povs now woo!!
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nothing beats the ship dynamic of “hissy black cat and his loyal golden retriever bf”
I eat that shit up every. single. time.
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Waking up with you 💛
[id: Digital sketch of Mary and Natasha from Great Comet. They're snoozing in bed, Natasha played on top of Marya, Marya's hand on her back. Marya's hair is in a braid and Natasha's is down. They're both wearing loose, comfortable jumpers. Text on the upper left reads "good morning, my love". /end id]
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biting a rock thinking about (retired) simon’s daily acts of service </33
he cuts open a pomegranate for you and pours the seeds into a bowl so it’s easier for you to eat them. he pushes your hair away so that not a single one gets caught when he zips up the zipper on the back of your clothes. he hooks your necklace for you, apologizing when it’s taking so long for him to do so because the clasp keeps slipping from his pinched fingers. he takes the fuzzy socks from your hold so he can slide them on your feet himself, his big hands massaging the back of your shins with murmured praises because he knows how much your legs are hurting after such a tiring day. he talks to your plants because you told him, in passing, how you heard that plants apparently react to human voices the way people do so he makes sure to tell them how much he loves you—he thinks it will help maintain the healthy lushness of their leaves. he brews you coffee before fixing himself up a cup of tea; then, he learns how to make iced coffee when he noticed that you prefer colder drinks. he’s always the one who ties your shoelaces, be it at home or outside.
(now that he’s retired, i love imagining simon round with all the love he carries, both for you and from you. he is softer now. happier. yes, he still prefers to keep to himself, still prefers the quiet. but now it is not tainted with the necessity to survive, instead, it is filled with tenderness and love. and you.)
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