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All of Sherlock Holmes' tummy tapping! (unless I missed some)
#sherlock holmes#1954 sherlock holmes#ronald howard#ronald howard holmes#doctor watson#holmes and watson#the case of the french interpreter#the case of the laughing mummy#the case of the careless suffragette#the case of the reluctant carpenter#the case of the night train riddle#the case of the baker street nursemaids#the case of the perfect husband#the case of the jolly hangman#the case of the haunted gainsborough#the case of the diamond tooth#the case of the tyrant's daughter#the case of harry crocker#221b baker street
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I've been trying my best to do @poolverine-week but haven't made anything I'm really happy with yet so here's day 6 (sharing clothes prompt... kinda?).
anyway had fun getting in some details here (note the silly bracelets they made for each other... and no, Wade did not tell the truth about what Logan's means lol)
#poolverine#poolverine week#ketchup and mustard husbands#or in this case pina colada and red ale husbands hehe#I imagine their rings both have tourmaline stones (it comes in many colors and apparently has meanings related to love and security)#also apparently known as a “protector stone” which seems perfect for both of them#anyway they probably wouldnt even wear normal rings I imagine they'd get caught on shit or risk getting lost if they lost the hand#but whateverrr#deadpool fanart#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool#wolverine#deadclaws#wade wilson#logan howlett#deadpool x wolverine#and yes in this reality they are for realsies married and getting drinks together because they deserve nice normal things#in between all the blood and existential crises and fighting and world-saving and Plot#soft poolverine#soft poolverine agenda activate#oh and yes to me they are both clinking glasses and touching index fingers lightly#and yes wade's drink is spilling a little onto logan's hand because...... reasons#poolverine fanart#my art
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If you guys want a jiang cheng and wwx reconciliation fic, where wangxian are also happily married, a case fic, POST CANON OMG THE BEST FIC EVER, its extremely well written. Its also pretty realistic and they dont just become best bros all of a sudden, they take their time, accept that things are not the same as they were before and they have each other. Also kinda funny
Summary: <p>Faced with a case surrounded by a mysterious source of resentful energy with signs of demonic cultivation at play, Jiang Cheng sees no other options other than to begrudgingly ask Wei Wuxian for his help. Without hesitation, Wei Wuxian comes with his protective husband, Lan Wangji, in tow.</p><p>In the depths of the darkness and danger, certain truths will come to light. And maybe - just maybe, there will be some long awaited closure along the way.</p><p>(or alternatively, a yunmeng bros reconciliation fic)</p>
#husbands wangxian#post canon wangxian#wangxian with happy ending#angst with happy ending#case fic#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#lan wangji#brothers#the best fics#sad but happy#everything perfect#realistic#wen ning#jiang cheng and wei wuxian#jiang yanli#the burial mounds#lotus pier#happy wangxian#finally reconcilled#idk how to spell
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Anne's ability to hold the king off for seven years is part of her legend. The brilliance of her strategy was to cast herself in the role of the courtly lady, requiring Henry to play to perfect knight. Henry was nothing if not dogged in the pursuit of all the roles in which he cast himself—philosopher-king, warrior, even husband—and 'this persona of courtly lover...was fully formed in Henry and had been signaling...for an answering adept to come and lift its latch. In Anne, he had her: she was the mistress of Petrarchan contraries [...] the perfect [player] for the king's tender interest.'
Renaissance Prince: Elizabeth, Lisa Hilton
#henry viii#lisa hilton#'even husband'- that's all folks closing theme.mp3#so we see the relevant argument a lot that the seymours 'successfuly' replicated this which is kind of...yes and. no?#tl; dr it is really difficult to conceive jane managing to balance this tightrope for seven years (not to mention. three years thereafter#in a series of increasingly challenging circumstances)#(before edward vi is born i don't think their rise is comparable to the boleyns in the 1530s or the howards in the 1540s insofar as#the promotion of the queen-in-waiting's/queen's family members)#(it can be argued the seymours did maintain for longer bcus there was a plateau. in favour and rise. iyw. after edward vi's birth. or more#specifically: jane's death.)#is it possible? ig we don't really 'know' definitively#but considering anne was a successful intercessory agent even in her role as mistress#and jane was not even as queen. i...highly. doubt#there is of course the mystery of behind closed doors to be considered#(DID either of these women fully 'hold him off'? did they necessarily...want to?#but no pregnancies out of wedlock- well. elizabeth. ig. depending on who you ask- broadly speaking then#would suggest both did. and it's more likely in anne's case despite rumors for both bcus#seven years is a much longer period of time)#tl; dr the original quote is 'her blowing hot and cold was the perfect environment' WHICH#perhaps fits better for that argument- (they were the perfect players for those moments in time~ in henry's psyche as it were...#that by 1536 henry's tolerance for being 'challenged' by his lover had. worn pretty thin#however since we don't have anne's letters. i don't like summaries like that lol#we have no way of judging ourselves whether she was 'blowing hot or cold' or if henry was - maybe even willfully- misinterpreting her#whether they really were 'mixed messages' or henry was mixing them himself bcus they weren't what he wanted to hear#'my great folly' and all that. sooo.......
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#I actually had this finished during pride month already but forgot to upload it here whoops#anyway 0301 the boyfriends ... well husbands ever in this case#I will never be sane about how perfect the two are together#filling out this template took me longer than I'd like to admit#I really like the clothes I designed for them okay#their wedding flower is the viburnum Haruka's birthday flower#I thought the meaning “love that transcends death” could also make for a good wedding flower#milgram#haruka sakurai#fuuta kajiyama#sakurai haruka#kajiyama fuuta#0301_m#moiart#milgram fanart
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Daily Destiel 💙💚
Tombstone. 🤠😍❤️
#Destiel#deancas#destiel is canon#their love is real#tombstone#cowboy husbands#dean’s perfect case#watching films together#cas wears a cowboy hat#dean is so happy
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Character bingo: Elizabeth Collins Stoddard, the woman the myth the legend
Her.
#i have like. two very distinct strata of thought when it comes to liz. 1 is practically diegetic which is that i worship the ground she#walks on. i love this woman. no flaws. whatever liz says is the truth.#strata two is i think liz stoddard is a Very Compelling case study on the expectations of womanhood in a post-ww2 america#(but always with previous centuries leaning very heavily on her shoulders)#that liz is under certain expectations when it comes to her performance of femininity; of domesticity; of wealth (and of achieving tangible#economic success in the business); of heterosexual marriage and of motherhood#and on the one hand liz is Constantly performing and she does very well; she has made herself into a myth and is all but above reproach by#most if not everyone in the town; her word is Truth. she's more than queen; she's practically divinity.#on the other hand. all those facets of the perfect midcentury mother and wife and matriarch have fracture lines in them.#a husband who has been long missing (killed); the house is shuttered and rotting; as she is shuttered and rotting#anyway. she's fun. i don't necessarily think everyone is wrong about them per se but i do cherish my interpretation of#liz's story threats as reflective of comp het and violence enacted on sapphic women through the institution of marriage#in liz's era; marrying paul in the immediate post wwii period in the midst of the lavender scare;#when the new american heteronormative ideal was forming; and liz has to Perform; and through marriage runs into truly nightmarish violence.#all this to say. wow what a character. thank you joan and art.#➤ answered. ┊ Collinsport 4099.#➤ meme responses. ┊ boo !#dying-suffering-french-stalkers
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Good choice for an upstanding roegadyn husband for Frog to bring home to her parents to impress them: Rammbroes
Hilarious choice for bringing home an upstanding roegadyn husband to alarm and frighten her parents: Rasho the captain of the confederacy in the Ruby Sea.
#the trouble with having a WoL with a well adjusted home life and living parents#is sometimes you think 'hmm they would probably still have something to say about her marrying an elezen#even if he were the leader of Ishgard'#'I must now evaluate every roegadyn man of a certain standing for potential parent pleasing husband quality'#idk maybe this is just an elezen/hyur/roegadyn problem and the world building for other races feels less analagous#to recent historical societies where this would be important#although woe betide if you have a Sharlayan OC#they definitely have roegadyn culture first and foremost#in terms of like... day to day social structures#I'd say the hyur/elezen/roe non-specific 1800s to modern societal expectations#but roegadyn founded Sharlayan's society and you can see how it mirrors Limsa first especially with boats and arcanists#point is your sharlayan moon catgirl might still have to bring back a respectable husband to impress the parents#in which case you could do worse than Rammbroes :P#ffxiv#I am just rambling#I haven't not skipped the ruby sea cutscenes on alts literally ever so this is the first time watching them since Frog was first here#they're REALLY long and back to back in my defence#also Gosetsu would be perfect parent pleasing husband material but like however old Rammbroes is Gosetsu has at least 2 decades on him#going from 'hmm' to 'Frog MUST see her own grandpas in him and that's that'
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I love reading your replies and brainrot tags! It motivates me a lot and I will keep drawing for this! Thank you so much 😭 baby!Bradley will be such a cutie! He likes baby!Jake but doesn't want to admit it gshags, I keep wondering who can be Bond then my friend said Hondo and omg inagine a big doggo, so huggable 🌷 icemav chemistry remains the same hahaha with Mav and his horrible cooking and Ice being a perfect husbando 🌷 both love their little family! (Also imagine Cyclone in a tennis battle with Mav and witnesses him cut a tennis ball into pieces lol)
NGHNSFHJGFAHJf oh my GODDD hondo as bond is so cute wtf 🥺i am LIVING for this, he does have such huggable energy and he and mav would still have that friendship that transcends human and dog communication…
NOT CYCLONE AS FIONA THOUGH you are such an evil genius for that, i can’t get the mental image of cyclone in an ugly wig and tennis dress out of my head now 💀 god help me
#also i just realized when i was ranting in your tags that i mixed up who is on the westalian side and who would be on the ostanian side LOL#anyway i cant possibly imagine who would be yuri in this case 💀 nobody likes mav enough to be that insane over him except ice LMFAO#maybe goose could be like. a non-incest version of yuri. maybe you could combine the blackbells with yuri to make the bradshaws#goose could be mav’s extremely overbearing best friend/older brother who is constantly checking in on the family#to make sure that ice is measuring up as the perfect husband for mav bc he has extremely high standards for mav’s partners#and carole is his equally effusive wife who is constantly up in ice’s business because they’re family which means no secrets between them#and she’s a funky gossip who wants to know every intimate disgusting detail of their private lives as a married couple#only the best for mav ofc 💅#and bradley oh my god BRADLEY WOULD BE THE REAL YURI THOUGH#HE’S SIX YEARS OLD BUT SEES ICE AS COMPETITION FOR HIS FAVORITE UNCLE MAV’S ATTENTION#AND WILL NOT GIVE UP UNTIL ICE IS GONE#SO ICE HAS TO WIN HIM OVER BUT HE CAN’T#and then bradley and jake could go to school together#so now on top of operation strix and befriending the enemy for world peace jake has to befriend bradley to keep him off ice’s back 💀#and bradley doesnt like jake at first either LMAOO#thats all the brainworms i have right now but honestly switching it up and putting the bradshaws in yuri’s place would be so hilarious#hope you enjoy my thoughts 💐#ask#reply#miichiyochin#miichiyochin-sideblog
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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who from the moment he laid eyes on you, has only ever referred to you as his wife
You, this sweet little thing, running through the halls on base one day when you turn a corner and nearly run headfirst into the Lieutenant, who’s walking alongside Soap
“Oh! Sorry about that, sir.” You told him, never slowing down in your hurried pace as you snuck around his large frame and continued down towards whatever you were evidently late for
The only reason his gaze had followed your retreating form, was that unlike everyone else, you had met in his eyes when you spoke, even smiled warmly up at him
That one smile and he was done for
“Who was tha’?” The sergeant had questioned, seeing Ghost’s attention still fixated on you.
“Think that was my wife.”
“Yer what?!”
Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who makes it a point to let everyone know that you are in fact his wife
Well, everyone apart from you apparently
He would certainly never abuse his position as a Lieutenant, but some new recruit had the audacity to whistle at you as you walked by? Well 100 laps around the base don’t exactly run themselves
Another soldier saved you a seat next to him in a briefing? He can enjoy scrubbing toilet seats for the next week in that case
Someone actually had the bollocks to ask you for your phone number? Perfect, he needed a volunteer for demonstrating hand to hand combat to the recruits, medics on standby of course
By the time he properly introduces himself to you for the first time, it’s understood by everyone else around that you are, for all intents and purposes, Mrs Riley
Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who listens to you tell him your name in a voice that resembles music to his ears, hardly bothering to remember your last name, seeing as it’ll be changing soon enough anyway
“You can call me anythin’ you want, love.” His deep, gravelly voice had sent shivers down your spine, cheeky smirk widening beneath his mask. “So long as you call me, that is.”
By the end of your first date, (you were sitting alone in the dining hall and he wordlessly joined you what do you mean this isn’t a date) he’s wondering if you’ll insist on a ceremony or if he can sweep you away to the nearest courthouse and make this official, slipping a ring onto you finger and his cock into you
You had laughed when he put his number into your phone and named himself ‘Husband’, certain that the man was only messing with you, some kind of hazing that you apparently weren’t aware Lieutenants played on the new communications hire, but it was only fair seeing as he’d saved your contact under ‘Wife’
Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who is over the moon every time you play along, even if he knows you believe you’re only playing
“Ach, thanks Lt. Just what I needed.” Soap said, seeing Ghost’s approaching form enter the common room, holding a steaming cup of tea in each hand
“S’for my wife. Get your own.” The older man gruffly replied, sliding the mug onto the side table next to where you’re curled up on the couch, reading a book
“Aw, thank you honey.” You giggled, smiling up as him with an expression he thinks would taste even sweeter than honey if he were to run his tongue across your upturned lips
“Happy wife, happy life, sergeant.” Ghost shrugged, ignoring the other man’s pout, landing next to you and reaching an arm behind you across the back of the couch
“God, maybe I really should keep you.” You’d laughed, reaching a leg out to dig your socked toes into his muscled thigh, teasing him
Grasping your foot into his large, strong hands, he began massaging it, uncaring that you were only two of the many people in the common room, not when you looked at him like that, smiling together as though you truly were nothing more than a married couple
Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who surprised you one day, insisting he needed your help with something crucial off base, and drove you to a local shopping outlet to look at none other than dresses
“Is there some sort of party happening?” You’d questioned, confused out of your mind
“Suppose you could consider it a party.” He’d answered, leading you through the many racks of dresses, you noticed were all, very conveniently, white
“Now while you’re lookin’ through dress sizes,” he’d added, taking your left hand in both of his. “You know your ring size? Got my own shoppin’ to do ‘round here.”
Series masterlist
#call of duty#call of duty fanfic#call of duty fic#simon riley#simon ghost riley#cod fanfic#ghost x reader#simon ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#cod simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon fluff#simon ghost riley x you#cod simon ghost riley#ghost x you#ghost fanfic#call of duty ghost#ghost cod#ghost#wife at first sight series#wife at first sight
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Holmes pops in through his client’s window
#1954 Sherlock Holmes#sherlock holmes#ronald howard holmes#ronald howard#the case of the perfect husband
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#this is why the 'karmas a bitch' and 'what did she expect siding with the leopards eating faces party' comments are so annoying#people love misogyny when it's directed at a woman they don't like (@saintalicent)
“Alicents finally experiencing the misogynistic system that she helped create” “Alicent is finally experiencing misogyny that she put Rhaenyra through” literally if you can’t understand that this woman was born into misogynistic world where women have no rights or claim to a future of their and has been experiencing misgoyny her entire life. Was used a pawn by her father, married to an older man at 15, forced to have four children and had to play the role of good virtuous queen, wife and mother even though it was eating her up inside. She ultimately just survived inside the system which she had no control over. If you think that she never understood misogyny or cared about the impact I can’t help you
#they really act like she's some privileged conservative politician in our world and not a woman trying to survive in a feudalistic society#grrm is no perfect writer of women but he realistically and sympathetically writes women in a medieval setting#majority of these women in his stories come from privileged backgrounds so they still benefit from feudalism#but at the same time they are victims of their society and do what they can to maintain some power over their lives or make life easier#most women in this world have to gain their power through their male relatives sons or husbands and manipulate situations to their advantag#most of these characters are wives and mothers and Alicent's case she could only gain power and security through her son's claim#she did what was best for herself and her family and yes it is morally wrong to usurp the first queen in her own right#but of course alicent is going to so what is better for her and children and that power could keep them safe in theory#it all went horribly wrong for her but not because the leopards ate her face#alicent didn't lose all her children and everyone she loved because she chose misogyny but because she chose power and war#misogyny is important to the story but y'all write everything off in this story as pro woman or anti woman but ignore the underlying themes
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Task force 141 reacting to their very pregnant wife still trying to clean, cook etc
This turned more into ‘Task force 141 preventing their very pregnant wife from trying to clean, cook, etc’ lmaooooo I hope that's alright
Price
HA! Good one!
No seriously, it's actually hilarious that you think you'd do anything for yourself when your hubby's around
That man has been waiting on you hand and foot since you first got together. So now that you're pregnant and you think he'd let you so much as lift a finger? You must have a serious case of pregnancy brain, sweetheart
Price is doing all the cooking, the cleaning, the running errands, etc. throughout the entirety of your pregnancy (and at least the first several months postpartum)
He's kept you practically bed bound these last few months to the point where you think there's a perfect indent of your body molded into the mattress
Seven months in, he's suddenly called away to a quick mission halfway across the globe, and you think finally you'll get some of your autonomy back...
Well, think again because who should show up at your door the next morning than your mother-in-law herself, ready to pick up where her son left off
She came at the behest of your husband, of course, and was armed with a detailed set of care instructions
What does your husband think you are? Some sort of one-of-a-kind, priceless artifact that needs special handling? (Actually that's exactly what you are. Price-less… I'll see myself out 🚶🏻♀️)
Ghost
When it comes to having some semblance of independence during your pregnancy, Ghost will give you a bit of a longer leash than Price, but only just so
You’re going for a walk around the neighborhood? Hold on, let him grab his coat to join you. Or you're going into the backyard to tend the garden? He'll pull the weeds while you water the plants
But when it comes to letting you do certain things, there are some hard nos that he will absolutely not budge on
You try to use a stepladder to reach the top of the cupboard? Stop! You'll break your neck! You try to pick up anything heavier than 10 pounds? Stop! Give it here! You try to drive?... Don't even fuckin' think about it, precious.
The farther along your pregnancy progresses, the better he gets at predicting (and intercepting) your next move
You were gonna do laundry today? Well, wouldn't you know, he's already got a load going in the washer. You were about to make dinner? Well shucks, he just ordered takeaway from that Greek place you love
His ability to read your mind is honestly impressive once you get past how damn annoying you find it. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you're incapable of fending for yourself, and you're tired of him acting as if otherwise
But really, you can never get mad at anything he does for you. After all, what kind of a husband would he be if he didn't take care of his missus and your little one?
Soap
If you take Ghost’s cautiousness, mix it with Price’s thoroughness, and crank it up to an 11, you get Soap
From the moment he found out you were pregnant, he put your house into full lockdown mode, stopping just short of booby trapping the front door in case you got any funny ideas
You want some fresh air? Just open a window. You want to go for a walk and stretch your legs? Just take a few turns about the living room like you're some Austenian heroine
Don't let him catch you doing any kind of physical labor, because so help him Jesus he will grab a spray bottle and use it like you're a feral alleycat he's trying to house-train (he wouldn't really... but don't test him)
You try to unload the dishwasher? Ehrr! Wrong move. You try to remake the bed? Ehrr! Nice try. You try to mop up your own mess. Ehrr! Enough already. You try to– OCH, WOULD YE BLOODY SIT DOWN, WOMAN?!
For nine long months during his requested leave from work, your husband is attached to you like some kind of loving, smothering barnacle
But doesn't he miss his job, or the lads for that matter? What if the world needs saving? What will they do without him?
Well, (in his exact words) fuck the rest of the world! You're his world, bonnie, and he'll give you everything you could ever wish for and then some
Gaz
By far, you have the most independence with Gaz than you would with any of the other three men… at least, at the beginning of your pregnancy, that is
Once you get to around five or six months he becomes just as helicopter-y as all the others; he's just ever so slightly more bearable, perhaps
There's lots of peeking his head around the corner to check on you throughout the day or appearing seemingly out of thin air whenever you're doing something he'd rather you wouldn't
You've lost count of the number of times you've been in the middle of cooking or hanging up the laundry or whatever and his hand has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, gently taking the object from you before directing you to sit and rest
And like, look. He knows you can handle yourself. He knows you could conquer the whole world if you wanted to. That's one of the things he loves about you the most
But seeing you like this – so fragile, so vulnerable, so beautiful and soft and pregnant with his child; his child – it just… It makes him…
He just needs to do these things for you, alright, love? Just let him take care of you, please? Would you let him do that?
You already have so much you have to carry. Let him ease some of the burden off your shoulders. Let him do these small things for you because they don't even compare to all that you're doing for him 🥲
#wiw asks#john price x reader#captain john price x reader#captain price x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#john mactavish x reader#john soap mactavish x reader#soap x reader#kyle garrick x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#gaz x reader#john price#simon riley#john mactavish#kyle garrick#tf 141 x reader#task force 141 x reader#cod x reader#cod mw3#call of duty#modern warfare 3#female reader
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Like it all started when you and some friends decided to do some urban exploration, visiting a broken abandoned military base. Now while there your friends are of course being dumb, touching things with bare hands, no face coverings to protect them from whatever harmful things could be in the air, respect for the possible dead is on floor level with them. You on the other hand, you got gloves, a face mask just in case, you're apologizing to anything you bump into. You did the research, this place went down from an unexpected attack, so there might be a corpse around somewhere (or lingering spirit). You give a short prayer to anything that looks like a corpse, regardless if you follow in those beliefs or now; you just want to be respectful to the dead. And yes, this place is haunted. Obviously. Now the important part, at one point or another 4 damned souls have clung to you. You dont notice at first, you barely feel that buzz that you're being watched. But the first unnatural thing to happen to you starts in a dream, a weirdly detailed dream. You're a housewife in the 50s. Cute summer dress, lovely home, nice street. But it feels too real, the patterns on the walls stay perfect no matter how long you stare at them, you can read lines from books you've never seen before, you look at your hands and they don't look distorted like they usually are in dreams. Then a man walks through your front door like he owns the place, you don't recognise him. At all. Yet he speaks to you in such a nice rough voice from his cigars, calling you such sweet things. Treating you like his wife. Then after what felt like hours from playing housewife you wake up, confused to hell and back. You brush it off until the next night, where you're sucked into another oddly very detailed dream, but its so different. From housewife in the 50s to maiden in the ye old times. The man is different, instead of tough, friendly bearded husband, you now have dark knight with skull markings. Helmet stays on at all times, but despite the rough and scary armour and vibe, he treats you like you're the finest silk, the sweetest flower, like you'll shatter if he so much as looks at you wrong. And after living through that you wake up once again incredibly confused. Is this what the backrooms feel like? You don't know, you don't want to know. Night rolls around once more which you dread and sure enough another weird dream with a new life. Now, at a farmland on the outskirts of an old styled town, you got chickens, goats, two cows, some ducks and a bulky husband with a silly mohawk. You don't know what year it is, what century you're at, at this point you're just rolling with it. Husband got a nice accent, Scottish you might think it is. He's absolutely spoiling you, treating you like a princess for no reason. Not like you're complaining. After that dream, you wake up contemplating that you might be losing your mind. But no, you're just being haunted by demons who like spending time with you through your dreams. Moving on. 4th weird dream, this feels further up into recent years, maybe 2000s. Cute husband, looks like a sweetheart, is a sweetheart. His skin is darker from the other ones, but not like you could tell with Sir Skull and Bones. He has a smooth voice, could probably sweet talk a bear. Time with him was almost too sweet. You swore his pupils nearly went heart shaped when he looks at you. And like the rest of them, you wake up confused. And thats just how your nights go, things in the day go.. strangely.
Oh and quick reminder, don't run from them.
#141 x reader#demon!141 x reader#task force x reader#tf 141#call of duty#cod mw2#john price#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#kyle gaz garrick
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There is two side of the philever fandom:
The "Genius Forever and Old Man Phil"
And
The "Hardcore Philza and Silly [yandere] wet cat"
[The poly fans are here too /patpat]
AND THEN WE ALL UNITED FOR THE GREATEST "They are two great dads watching the sunset"
Forevers character is so funny. Competent, rich, genious man, who is cracked at the craft and cares deeply for his family. He uses his huge brain to protect the eggs at all costs. He is thoughtful, determined and consistent in his goals.
Enter Phil. A random gremlin of a man who happens to look like someone Forever knows.
Proceed to reduce Forever to a complete idiot. This man is now feral for one thing only - the love of a man whos only traits are violence on sight and boosh boosh.
#obviously phils character is much more than that but like. charicatures.#and its perfect for old man jokes#i love c!forever and c!phil so much theyre both motivated by the same goal but phil acheives it by stabbing while forever by strategising#and in both cases someone dies#how cute#the bit is great but imagine what they could acheive if they were competent together#ONLY ONE CAN HAVE THE NEURON PER DAY#and its missa#THATS THE WORST [okno but outside of the poly even#imagine this cringefailer minecraft wet male cat trying to use the neuron to help his husband#and he just- he has SUCH A BAD LUCK#]#qsmp#qsmp philza#qsmp forever#philever#this was written before cellbits betreyal i just need forever to feel love and care or i will cry and never recover#i woke up one day with forever as my little autism interest. rest assured i will never shut up about him <3#i feel like forever is a little bit the autism interest of everyone right now#i have so many ships and content here about him#I LEAVE FOR MILK AND COME BACK TO SEE THE NEW CELLBIT/FOREVER IN MY HOUSEBLR#BUT LIKE#EVERYWHERE#Its ALL OVER THE HOUSE#Its EATING THE HOUSEBLR#they are termites#one is called forever#and the other cellbit#and is trying to infiltrate the red ants
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a loving family, an unpalatable desire
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a/n: would anyone hear me out if i ever wrote romantic yan! bruce (ft. platonic yan! batfam AND romantic yan clark kent alongside the superfam ofc) with a neglected spouse reader... because uhm, i've been thinking about it lately just yk... so anyways PLSPLSPLS send in asks about this, ive been thinking about it so much lately.
imagine wanting to raise a family so badly with a man who adopts problem children as a side hustle. you're not some invasive spouse, you've always been good, always been loving, so... so accepting, never questioned where or how he picked them up from the side of the streets, never once complaining about the hickeys on his neck or the once neat tussles of his hair now tangled accompanying lipstick stains on his white suit.
you love your children, you tell yourself all the time. you love them, you love bruce— even if he doesn't love you. you said it in your vows, despite it being scripted, despite your family finally sighing in relief in the sidelines at finally being able to sell you off to one of the wealthiest man in the world, rather than being wasting off under their care— your vows are real.
you wanted someone to love you, unconditionally, so viscerally eternal that it eats you up.
really, all you wanted was to play that fantasy life of trophy house spouses. all you wished for was a loving, healthy relationship. the american dream: the picture perfect family frames, your husband kissing you on the cheek as he leaves for work, your children bickering at the dining room, with the scent of homemade meals wafting about the vicinity. all you wanted was the warmth in your chest to flicker like candlelights. all you dreamed about was that domestic life, an escape from the abusive household you were raised in.
yet the manor is too cold, too unforgiving for a soul such as yours.
the longer you stay inside claustrophobic, yet oh-so large hallways, the quicker you drown in a neverending pool of self-hatred.
but you're not allowed to show them your sufferings. they've been through much worse, you tell yourself. they've suffered more, and as what good spouses do, as what you're taught, you stay silent, enabling them to turn you into their own emotional punching bag.
you only allow yourself to cry at the dead of the night, under the sheets of your too-cold blanket and your too-hot pillows. when the manor is filled with deathly silence and a looming sense of dread and ill fitting thoughts of ifs and when they'll come back in one piece, will you grant yourself temporary respite; worry for a family who never even called you their parent.
yet you've always been so considerate. despite the pang in your chest every time bruce flirts with anymore potential love interest at a gala, you chose to instead monitor your chaotic children, who have always never bat an eye on you despite you always gazing lovingly at them.
you know of their interests, they don't know yours, yet you still give them extravagant gifts on their birthdays, with tired, yet glinting eyes, and a silent excuse to return to your room; one separate from bruce.
you know of bruce's hardships, but you don't push too hard, don't force him to talk, only provide him your silence and an offer to serve him dinner; all the time he refuses without looking at you. you give him comfort only if he ever allows you, only if he allows his walls to crumble— but not even his spouse can amount to a warm, crackling fireplace. to him, you're probably only a matchstick under the deadbeat glaze of the snow in a winter night.
maybe that's why you're such a ghost in the manor, stalking through the hallways, looking out for any of your children in case they come across you with any injuries. maybe that's why eventually your resolve weakened.
and maybe the absence of familial love led you to find comfort in another man's arm.
''til death do us part,' is such a tragic saying in your case, because you know it in your fragile heart that bruce's love for you was never alive in the first place. and yet you allow him to play you like a fiddle, allow him to slowly allow you to slip away from his nonexistent grasp.
and now, you're a stand-in parent for clark's son, jon, after the tragic loss of his wife. now, your world seems a lot less bleaker, as you play the fantasy of a loving house spouse, fully abandoning the life you left behind, a life you've never been gifted with until now. you want to feel guilty, you want to feel absolutely terrible but the heartache of neglect has become too much and all you do was allow clark to warm you up each night, kissing away your tears and spooning your deep-seated anxieties away.
you don't let the past eat you up, not when the present is too perfect, too freeing, too delusionally beautiful.
your son, jon provides you every joy a parent could have. parent's day gifts, heartfelt letters at every nook and cranny of your shared bedroom with clark— even reading him bedtime stories, allowing him to sleep in your lap after he slowly nods off, with clark knocking softly on polished wooden doors, greeting you with a loving kiss on the lips and a bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand—
it's everything a parent wants, needs even.
and you're everything clark, and especially jon wants, needs in their life.
so it's such a stupid mistake, really. a slip of the tongue, a too-enthusiastic smile, incredibly bright, shining eyes. it's not jon's fault, you still love him either way. but it's an error still— one a complicated matter at hand, so dreadful for you, that jon accidentally, all-too-suddenly, mentions you as his parent to damian.
a loving, wonderful parent, he says, with a picture of you in his wallet shoved right in front of his friend's face.
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