#they're so cutie

[numelfanclub]

matching art for this post!!

they're so best friends satoru is technically also suguru's bff but they're married so it's different these two go do stupid shit in the skate park

[belovedstilldear]

they're hugging :3

[wondipity]

Did u followed someone new ? 👀

yess !! @sparklovespink and @wonlvkay tee hee

[dedkake]

5 fictober 5+1 october 2022 challenge drabble sets + 1 extra drabble

iv. october 19-24 | fictober | flufftober | just ask, t, .6k

“Hey,” Ronon says, rounding on John, suddenly close. “You know this is a date, right?”

“I kind of put that together, yeah,” John says. He can feel his ears going hot. “Next time, you can just ask me, you know?”

below or on ao3: five times ronon and john had a date and one time they needed one

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“Who introduced you to hot chocolate?” John asks, sipping his cocoa, warm against the evening’s chill.

Ronon shrugs, his mug suspended over the balcony’s edge. “It’s good.”

“Chocolate usually is.”

“Hey,” Ronon says, rounding on John, suddenly close. “You know this is a date, right?”

“I kind of put that together, yeah,” John says. He can feel his ears going hot. “Next time, you can just ask me, you know?”

Ronon nudges him with an elbow. “Next time, you’re asking.”

John tips his mug. “As long as you bring the hot chocolate.”

Grinning, Ronon asks, “We have a deal, then?”

- -

“It’s dark,” Ronon says, somewhere to John’s left.

“Yeah,” John says, pulling his sleeping roll over his head. “That’s what happens at night.”

Of course, with Rodney and Teyla gone, Ronon’s taken it upon himself to fill the conversational gap. “I’m not tired.”

“What?” John asks, because he is tired, goddammit. It’s been a long day, and even with the sun down, the tropical heat is oppressive. “You need a bedtime story or something?”

Ronon rolls towards him. “There’s only us.”

John flips the blanket off and pushes himself up. He isn’t sure how he missed that part.

“Come here.”

- - -

Ronon grabs John before he can duck back to his room after their run, hauls him close and kisses his cheek.

Rubbing at his cheek, John asks, “What was that for?”

“Luck.” Ronon’s still grinning. “Heard you’re gonna be on the shooting range today and thought you could use some. Since Lorne’s a better shot than you.”

“I never said that,” John snaps, because he hadn’t. No amount of alcohol would’ve caused him to say that, no matter how strongly Ronon and Rodney insist he had. And Teyla.

“Sure,” Ronon says, kissing him again. “Can always use more luck, though.”

- - - -

John scrubs his head with a towel, wishing there was something he could do about the water in his boots. “Who said this was a good idea?”

“You did,” Ronon says, grabbing the towel away from him. He drops it to the floor of the tent.

“Hey,” John says, because their trip to the mainland might be ruined by the rain, but he’ll be damned if bugs get in his towel.

Pulling John close, Ronon asks, “Have you heard?”

John glares. “That you’re doing the laundry when we get home?”

“No,” Ronon says, kissing him. “That we need a vacation.”

- - - - -

“You’ve never been to a carnival before?” John asks, because the so-called market place on P3S-998 feels almost like a fair. There are even funnel cakes. Rodney’s already disappeared in search of them.

Ronon hunches over, awkward and out of place. “This is kid stuff,” he says, glaring.

John stops at a stall boasting little plush toys in reward for a ring toss.

“You just think that because no one’s ever won you a teddy bear before,” he says, fishing through the change Teyla had given them to barter with. “Don’t worry. That won’t last long—not on my watch!”

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John doesn’t know how long Ronon’s been gone, just that he’s worse for wear when the guards drag him back to their cell.

“Hey there, buddy,” he says, checking Ronon over, trying to figure out exactly how they’d hurt him. “Missed you in here.”

Ronon winces when John touches him, grimaces and reaches out to wrap an arm around John. “Sheppard,” he breathes, lips pressing into John’s hair.

It’s a hug, maybe—something close to cuddling. “Is this safe?” John asks, already shifting, wrapping an arm around Ronon in return. “I mean—doesn’t it hurt?”

“It’s fine,” Ronon says, drifting.

also on ao3

[pokimoko]

Asexual bird? Please

How about two asexual birds?

[missmisnomer]

POV you are a single mutant rat-dad trying to keep four rambunctious boys from tearing the damn house and each other apart. Four boys who also just so happen to be turtle-tots roided up on experimental supersoldier juice that was pumped into them by their other megalomaniac father who was hell-bent on destroying humanity.

🌟 Good luck babe 🌟

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[eepy-bells]

I love his silly little dance when he's killing people and desecrating wolverine's corpse😭💖💖💖

[loganswdc]

no angry logan related rant today , just logan being a cutie patootie with charles during the press conference today ! i love them sm and logan looks so happy :(

via leclercstreet on twitter

[fox-guardian]

[ID: A digital comic of Celia Ripley and Samama Khalid from The Magnus Protocol. Celia is a taller, slim, Korean woman with pale skin, short black hair, rectangular glasses, gold piercings, and dimples. She is wearing a coat, vest, scarf, trousers, and nice shoes, all in green and dark purple with gold accents. Sam is a shorter, fat, South Asian man with brown skin, short curly black hair, a mustache and small goatee, and black earrings. He is wearing a coat, turtleneck, cardigan, trousers, and nice shoes, all in brown, dark red, and green.

They are standing in a hallway in front of a closed door. Celia is spinning a set of keys, and they are smiling at each other.

Celia: Well, this is me. I had a really good time, Sam. Sam: Yeah, me too! Celia: We should do this again. Sam: Y-Yeah! I'd like that a lot, Celia.

She goes to unlock her door, peeking back to smile at Sam, who is standing awkwardly, looking away. She opens her door with a creak and gives him a shrug.

Celia: Thanks again for walking me home, Sam. I really appreciate it.

She pauses, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. Sam smiles, gesturing about sheepishly. The text as he speaks takes up the next three panels, partly obscured by the two of them and fading towards the bottom.

Sam: OH! Well, you know it was no big deal I just figured you know. It's polite and it gives us more time to talk and it's not always safe out there at night. Not that you can't handle yourself I just you know and I figured company would be nice on the walk back and we were already having so much fun so-

As he talks, Celia calmly steps closer, smiling, lifting her hands up near his face. He notices her hands, looks up at her, and then looks slightly downward towards her lips as she leans closer, his eyes going sparkly. A shadow falls over him as she blocks out the light.

Sam: It's really no.... problem....

She smiles, looking at him with intent and then looks down at his lips. A pink haze appears behind them in the background. She finally tilts her head and kisses him, knocking her glasses askew. The background is all pink with hearts surrounding them. There are two closeups, one of their lips touching and one after they've pulled slightly back, lips glistening and pink sparkles surrounding their faces.

She stands back up, smiling down at him, pink haze fading behind her, before startling slightly. She is still holding his face, slightly squishing his cheeks. His eyes are still shut and he is blushing severely, hair slightly mussed. He opens his eyes, expression vague, with tiny hearts in his eyes and sparkles around him, pink haze remaining behind him, before he suddenly tips back, surrounded by hearts, and giggles "hee-hee". The tail of the speech bubble forms a heart. Celia panics, leaning forward to grab him.

He snaps back, haze gone, with a "POP!" as she pulls him up, and they are chest-to-chest for a moment before Sam pulls back, blushing, looking awkward. He clears his throat before abruptly turning around and walking off.

Sam: OKAY BYE CELIA. (smaller bubble, an aside) Sleep well.

She watches him leave, amused and confused, and chuckles "heh-heh", a couple hearts around her. She waves, heading into her flat as he leaves, embarrassed.

Celia: See you at work Monday, Sam! Sam, in a thought bubble: FUUUUCK

end ID]

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I FINISHED THE THING YAY please enjoy ripsam being. silly geese <3 after a nice date <3

[hercarisntyours]

transformers go go is reviving me after transformers one tore my heart to shreds, taped it back together, put it in a kiln and threw it off a cliff where those pieces then get destroyed by corrosion and smashed into by a blind shark, WHY ARE THESE SO SOUL SUCKINGLY CUTE

[ptanalo]

This is for ykno who ;')

[mizgnomer]

David and Georgia Tennant

Photographed for The Telegraph by Kristina Varaksina

Promoting Staged Season 3

"The more time we spend together the more we get on" - [ link ]

[souvenir116]

"Well done to Max." aww 🥹🥰

Jeddah 2022

[ryssbelle]

Broppy save me

save me Broppy

I can be cringe and free blease let me be free cuz they're so CUTE

[almondcroissantsandink]

some studies of glen powell because I wanted to further understand how his facial features work! :)