#two-toothed

[vampyhvnt]

Olderhusband!nanami listening to you complain and whine about your cramps. Minutes later, he's back from the grocery store, all prepared— pads, tampons, painkillers, even snacks you're craving. (God I love this man).

Olderhusband!nanami who couldn't give a fuck about what people think about your age gap. He's proud, infact— for having such a young and beautiful wife (he's always wondering how he landed you). He wouldn't have it any other way.

Olderhusband!nanami loves to spoil you every chance he gets, your birthday, your anniversary christmas etc. It doesn't have to be a certain holiday, you can be talking to him about something you liked at the mall and next thing you know he's gifting it to you!

Olderhusband!nanami loves to send you the most dad pics ever. He'll also add a cheesy text at the end, 'The view is so pretty today. Reminds me of you, my love❤'. He's just so cute isn't he?

Olderhusband!nanami who knows EVERYTHING there is to know about you, your favorite color, favorite food, drink, ring size etc. Probably has a list of things about you in it just incase he forgets (he won't).

This is the most tooth rotting thing I've ever wrote. I'll definitely make a part two🙈.

[ato-dato]

Go on, burst every one of his bubbles why don’t you

[bokettochild]

Hey look I found on the Facebook gif!

This one made me immediately think about Twilight and Legend. They surely are the best pal ever =)))

They're surely are the best pal ever =)()

You're right, they are!

(Legend's enjoying this, he just won't admit it <3)

[temeyes]

to this day, they still don't believe him

[oceantornadoo]

two lieutenants.

(simon riley x f!reader, all fluff)

two lieutenants🌪️masterlist

not supposed to happen, not really. but the higher ups are finding their morality (where was it all these years ago?) and want to pat themselves on the back for adding a woman to the team.

simon is prepared to hate you, someone taking his spot. this one thing he's done in his life well, the one family he can protect. it itches him in a place he can't shake, the thought of change, of a new person. someone who will stare at his skeleton ways and his gruff voice, someone who will judge but not understand.

but then he meets you, tinkling laugh with doe eyes. calculating in your military knowledge, respectful of the 141's history. never overstepping, never trying to take his place, simply wanting to learn. he tries to hate you, tries to dump sugar in your tea and hide your eye black, but you just laugh and make a face at the sweetness, drawing an extra makeup stick out of your cargoes.

he needs to hate you, but you wash his extra masks without asking on the days he can't touch them for the blood that's laced into the seams. you include his cigarettes on base grocery runs and pour over tactical maps with him until the wee hours, understanding his fundamental need to know everything, more than what's in the briefing papers.

you are prepared to be intimidated by the ghost, the killing machine without a name. you know you're the only woman on an all-male team, but even you can't work friendship miracles. then you meet him and he cocks his head and sizes you up, seeing you as a threat instead of a piece of meat. someone worth considering, not a sideshow, not eye candy.

you try to be scared of him, but how could you when he always leaves an extra tea bag in the almost-empty box? when he keeps hair ties in his front pocket because yours always seem to break in between missions. he listens to your stories and nods thoughtfully, not needing to preen and puff his status like men you've met before.

you need to stay away, but he takes off his gloves in front of you that first time and suddenly you can't. he tells you to call him simon and that he likes the way you say his name, your dissimilar accent coming through. he brushes stray hair from the nape of your neck during a desert mission, tucking it back into your bandana, and you can't remember why you ever intimidated by this man who makes you earn his comfort and care, but who gives it endlessly once you've got it. he's your simon and you're his partner in crime, and suddenly you two could never imagine a team without two lieutenants.

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im not always into power/rank play i want to be RESPECTED

(don't get me wrong it still eats sometimes)

[sunderwight]

Scenario where Yue Qingyuan and Luo Binghe both pick up on and independently confirm for themselves, a few years into the matter, that Shen Qingqiu's soul has indeed been replaced with someone else's. But they have polar opposite reactions about it. Yue Qingyuan keeps trying to figure out how to get SJ back (alone, since it's nothing he can prove and also he sucks at asking for help), while Luo Binghe is doing everything in his power to make sure that Shen Qingqiu stays the new version or doesn't have his soul replaced again. The two of them each entirely unaware of the other's knowledge or actions, basically cancelling one another out.

Yue Qingyuan finds an item that should loosen the current occupant soul's hold on the body, potentially allowing Shen Jiu's soul to come to the fore again (if it's still in there somewhere) or regain control. Luo Binghe, around the same time, discovers a rare herb that is said to help reinforce the connection between the soul and the body, to help with individuals who have troubles with dissociation. Yue Qingyuan gifts the "rare artifact" and gets Shen Qingqiu to put it in his study, Luo Binghe mixes the herb into a medicinal tea and serves it to him every day. Net zero impact.

[galaxysugarr]

Suppose is that time to talk about my Tsams Infected, Sweet Tooth Au! :D

Based around the time when Eclipse escapes KC's lab and earns the star, the spell to change their memories misfires leading to many robotic life becoming organic instead.

Unfortunately due to the stars overuse with time, led to more, drastic changes to both Eclipse and those around him. Creating a zombie like mutation that infects others in contact with star energy.

Leading to Sun and crew escaping to KC's camp for survival and hopes for an escape or cure. CW! For infected Harvest information on read more

[steveseddie]

hot stuff

@steddiemicrofic prompt: stuff, 483 words rated: t | cw: none | tags: pre-relationship, steve has a crush, he blurts it out while helping eddie pack to move to his new trailer

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Steve shoves another DnD handbook into one of the boxes scattered around Eddie’s room. “Dude, why do you have so much stuff?”

Across the room, Eddie snorts. “Excuse me for wanting my bedroom to have some personality, Mr. Plaid-Wallpaper.”

Steve rolls his eyes, putting away some sketchbooks next. His eyes catch something else on Eddie’s desk. “This doesn’t match your personality. You hate sports,” Steve bitches, one hand on his hip, the other holding the basketball.

“Oh, that’s not mine.” Eddie smirks. “I stole it from some jocks.”

“You stole- a basketball?”

The smirk turns into a grin. “Assholes thought it’d be funny to hit the freak, so when they did, I grabbed it and ran like hell.”

A startled laugh leaves Steve’s lips when he pictures Eddie fleeing with a basketball in his arms, flipping off the assholes that he stole it from.

Then he frowns.

“I wasn’t one of them, right?” He doesn’t remember it, but he tries not to think about that time too much.

Eddie’s eyes soften. “No, Stevie. You were never a dick to me, we never really crossed paths.”

“I wish we had,” Steve says. It’s not the first time he’s thought about it. Since meeting Eddie, he often wishes it happened sooner.

“You really think we would’ve been friends? The King and the Freak?”

“We’re friends now,” Steve shrugs.

“After a damn apocalypse! Besides, you’re different now. King Steve wouldn’t be caught dead with me. I was a loser.”

Steve sniggers. “Was?”

“Fuck you,” Eddie squawks, throwing some socks at Steve’s head- and missing.

Steve throws them back, hitting him on the forehead. “You’re supposed to be packing those!”

Eddie sticks his tongue out. “What I meant is- I looked like a loser.”

Steve thinks of the photo he packed earlier while helping pack Wayne’s things- the one of Eddie with a buzz cut, drowning in Wayne’s hand-me-downs, no tattoos or rings. So different from the guy in front of him.

“Now though, I look cool,” Eddie waggles his eyebrows.

“Nah, man. Now you look hot,” Steve blurts out.

He panics when Eddie’s jaw drops and he gapes at Steve, but he doesn’t look upset, just shocked- and a little hopeful.

The door opens then and Robin pops her head in, glaring at the empty boxes. “You dinguses aren’t done yet? We finished packing all of Wayne’s mugs and there’s dozens of them! I’m getting Nance!” She huffs and leaves.

Steve grimaces. “We should get to work before Nancy comes. But, um, wanna ditch the girls after and hang out?”

When Eddie shakes his head, Steve backtracks. “Unless you don’t want-”

Eddie shakes his head even harder at that. “Like fuck if I don’t.” He grins. “Get to work, big boy, then you can tell me how hot you find me and we can kiss about it.”

They finish packing everything in record time after that.

[cubbihue]

I just have a quick question. Is Titania a part of your little fairy ask thing? I only ask because she and Oberon are seen as the rulers of all Fay creatures. This is mostly due to a funny thought of Jorgen telling someone that he doesn't actually make Da Rules, just inforce them.

After the Great Fairy Wars, Titania and Oberon receded from public view. Nobody's seen them since the wars ended. In fact, the current Fairy Generations have never so much as heard their names outside of history books. They're more like myths than real fairies.

Timmy likes visiting their statues at the Fairies' Supreme Courthouse, though. They have an air of calm and somberness to them. It's a nice place for a respite whenever he feels overwhelmed.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[forgetful-nerd]

This was honestly my first thought when I saw Casey Jr. So…….Plot twist he is now their son.

[collophora]

More minibatch adventure I need a full show maybe too XD

[fishareglorious]

POV: your school dentist picks you up from the principal's office (got suspended by keeping an entire ass garden snake in your bag) to take you home and she's wearing this shirt

[frindoka]

[That STUPID blinding coin.]

[The Universe took everything from you, when that star tore you open from the inside out— Your body, your name, your identity, your family.] [Everything you had ripped out of your grasp, given to a new, shiny, mirror image.]

[But it let you keep that coin.]

[The only thing you were able to hang on to. Attached to a memory of something you wish you could rip out of your head.] […]

[Being the Universe’s most special little cosmic joke is a lot of tough work~!]

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

One of my favourite things from the aftermath of the PTs plan: whatever these silly doodles are. I remember them from the very beginning of the game too, with the plan against Kamoshida. I so badly want to know who drew these, because it was either Ren or Ryuji, and either option is incredibly funny to me.

[ace-in-a-very-distressing-hole]

Ok listen up

If you think the T should be dropped from the LGBTQ acronym, I’d like you to go and do a quick little bit of digging on the history of Pride, the movement you are gatekeeping. Then come back and tell me that trans people, a large majority of the founders of this community, don’t belong here. Just you fucking try. Stop erasing queer history in order to fit it into your exclusive idea of what Pride and queerness is. You are playing right into the hands of those who would seek to ruin us all.

[renonv]

Sorry for shitty sketches but I’ve been thinking about this for months now and had to get it out of my system ❤️