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#Cranky
evilhorse · 5 months
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I’m really not in the mood for this.
(Justice League international Annual #2)
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crypitd · 6 months
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A ''Merry'' Merlin Falcon on Morning Bird Monday
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© Harlen Chen
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goblinmatriarch · 7 months
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Harry's skin, already too-tight, crackled with magical energy. His hair was wild with static and rage. He yanked the cloth protectively around himself and scowled out distrustfully.
His vigilance kept him from startling at the steaming mug that landed in front of him, although he did snarl slightly when Draco tugged the blanket down to expose Harry's cheek for a kiss.
"Yes, yes," Draco said, absently ruffling his hair, "you're very intimidating when you're cranky."
For the @drarrymicrofic prompt 'cranky'. One day I will settle on a consistent format for these.
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vixen7243 · 28 days
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Early thought:
Gaz bringing you a cup of coffee because he knows you get absolutely cranky in the morning especially if it’s Monday. Setting your cup down on the bed side table he quickly turns off the alarm as it came up on your phone. Smiling as he pushes some hair from your face, he leans down gently kissing your cheek. While he let you sleep in the extra few minutes he gathered some of your clothes for you before gently pulling the blanket off you, your naked form shrinking into yourself as the cold air of the room hits your body. Groaning you started blindly searching the bed for Gaz’s body grumbling angrily when the bed lamp got turned on. “Wakey, wakey princess.” Gaz eased your body up ignoring the soft glare you were giving him as he kissed every inch of your skin as he assisted you to get dressed, smiling when he got you to stand when you wrapped your arms around his neck holding him to you locking your lips with his.
“Thank you baby.” While he zipped up your pants and buttoned up your shirt he followed you with your coffee to the bathroom and soft smile on his face, enjoying watching you slowly get out of the fogginess of sleep. Once finally down stairs your were officially fully awake and telling Gaz about your dream and swaying your hips to the soft music you always put on in the morning to go with your rhythm of things. As you’re about to get in your car Gaz stops you, holding you close and tightly, a soft kiss between the two of you.
“Have a good day babe.”
You smiled and pecked his cheek getting in, “I will love, don’t get too roudy with Johnny this time while your gone, Price looked real tired the last time you guys came back from a mission.”
Gaz gave a cheeky smile as you started pulling off, already counting down the minutes till he was due to come back home to you and he hadn’t even left yet.
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Very fluffy but just needed it, would be so nice to wake up to such a loving moment like this 😩
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fabianvalencia561 · 1 month
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I have been a little bit busy, thanks for being patient with me :]
But here's Big Mickey's redesign as an award
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Old design ↓
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He's still taller than Cranky
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viking-raider · 1 year
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Cranky Koala - Cotton Candy Goodness
Summary: When you don't sleep well, you're Henry's cranky koala.
Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader
Word Count: 621
Warning: G - Cotton Candy Goodness, Fluff, Manhandling, Cuddling, Cranky!Reader, Loving!Henry, Implied Daddy Kink, only if you want!
Inspiration: It just popped into my head this morning, and I thought it was cute.
Author’s Note: I hope you enjoy this! Line divider by @FIREFLY-GRAPHICS!
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Henry watched you from the doorway of the kitchen for a moment, shoulder resting against the wall, a faint smile on his bearded face. He noticed your moodiness, when you woke up and came down to join him in the living room that morning but hadn't said anything. It usually only made you moodier, when Henry pointed it out, so he had learned to try and just quietly lift you out of it.
You were currently standing in the open freezer door, jaw stiff, lips pressed together in a thin line and eyes giving the freezer's contents a hard squint. Standing there for a moment longer, you huffed and closed the door with a less than gentle push, but it wasn't quite a slam either.
“What are you lookin' for, babe?” He called out to you, cocking his head with amusement as you moved to the pantry.
“I don't know!” You barked, glaring at the pantry items, like something would present itself to you.
“Honey.” Henry sighed, pushing off the wall and came towards you, resting his hand on your shoulder.
“Don't honey me, Henry Cavill.” You growled at him, turning around to face him, crossing your arms over your chest.
Henry chuckled at you, a grin pulling across his lips once again, shaking his head at you. “Did you not sleep well again?” He asked, cupping the side of your neck.
“No, I did not!” You growled at him, stamping your foot in your frustration.
“Why don't you take a nap?” He suggested, gently massaging your neck.
“I don't want to take a nap, Henry.” You protested, brows drawing together. “I'm not a baby.”
A light went on in Henry's brain and his face brightened, making you narrow your eyes at him.
Henry moved his hand from your neck to your armpit, doing the same with his other hand to your opposite armpit, and pulled you towards him. His thick biceps swelled and tensed as he started to lift you up.
“What? No!” You squirmed and flailed, slapping at Henry's arms and chest. “Henry, put me down! Henry, quit it! What are you doing?!” You rebelled against him, kicking your feet as they left the ground. “This isn't fair! It's not fair, you're bigger than me!” You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck to balance yourself out.
“And stronger than me!” You grunted, giving up and leaning against his chest.
“I know I am.” He purred into your ear, tucking his forearm under your butt, while he used his other hand to rub and gently pat you on the back in a rhythmic pattern.
“This isn't fair.” You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, forehead pressed to his neck, giving you great access to the spot he sprayed his cologne, letting you draw in the alpine, mountain and cider notes, mixed with the intense warmth of his muscular body.
“You totally just manhandled me.”
“I did.” Henry snorted, nodding his head and swaying slightly on his hips. “But it'll help you relax, so you won't be so cranky and maybe, take a nap.” He explained his logic, content on holding his cranky-panky girlfriend for as long as you needed him to.
“I hate you.” You mumbled, sighing softly.
“I know, and I love you too.” He smirked, patting you on the bum.
The two of you were like that for nearly fifteen minutes, Henry just holding you like a cranky koala, rubbing your back and swaying. Until he heard you start to snore against his neck, and he carefully crept upstairs to the master bedroom and tucked you in.
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bruneburg · 1 year
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oh well
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chernobog13 · 3 months
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"I told you kids to get off my lawn!"
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wuxiaphoenix · 11 months
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A Cranky Bit of Advice: When Not to Preach
Had to deal with yet another “let me talk to you about Jesus” type at work, and it grated like... well, like an actual grater on an open wound. So. Here’s my attempt to narrow down why.
Doing this is abusive behavior.
The would-be evangelist is a customer talking to an employee. Employees are expected, generally required, to be polite to customers under any and all circumstances, even when the customer is making comments about their appearance, politics, or what have you that ought to end in smoking pistols at dawn. Customer service employees, in particular, are generally at the bottom of the wage heap and cannot afford to lose a job casually. Which means the evangelist is exploiting a power imbalance. And doing so to force another person to talk about one of the two things polite people are never supposed to discuss in public - politics and religion.
Let me say that more bluntly: By evangelizing at an employee, you are forcing another person to violate their conscience.
Think about it. If the employee is interested in hearing about religion - they’re on the clock being paid to take care of customers, not go to a Bible session. Every minute they spend hearing you out is time taken away from other paying customers. Managers notice. They notice a lot. That’s the kind of thing that can get you fired.
If the employee is not interested in hearing about religion, they have to either try to “um-hmm” their way past you, or lie about what they think. People are, very often, not in customer service because they love it; they’re there because they have bills to pay and family members depending on them. If you push them, they will lie.
If you’re comfortable with verbally cornering another person into potential financial difficulty or the occasion of sin - all I can say is, this is absolutely contrary to the idea that you should approach Christianity with humility and honesty.
And anyone who takes the position that “well, they’re just preaching the Word” - okay, so why do they never preach at other customers? You know, people who can tell them where to go in less than polite terms?
They don’t. They never do. They only go after people who can’t tell them to Stop That.
This. Is. Abusive. Behavior.
Worse, abuse wrapped up in a cloak of smug, hypocritical virtue, so just about no one calls them on it. Ever.
...Hmph. People.
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existennialmemes · 5 months
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Please do not speak to me. I am
Sleep Deprived & Cranky
and honestly, it just wouldn't end well for either one of us
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slow-burn-sally · 8 months
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Bringing back a request that the Francis Crozier/Thomas Blanky ship be named "Cranky"
Thank you
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Doodle of Cranky.
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Because I love him dearly.
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iosun · 10 months
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came to a harrowing realization this morning
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kuh-boose · 7 days
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@wearewatcher
yall do realize you could've just leaned into patreon more, right? Jenny Nicholson has moved pretty much all her content to patreon and far as I can tell she's been successful. You could've kept the youtube and used patreon for the "advertiser unfriendly" stuff, even more risque and longer versions of the same videos. Plus bonus content, bts, etc etc. Hell, you could've made the watcher site and used it as a patreon-esc thing to avoid patreon fees if you needed to. Moving *everything* to a paywall is just a slap in the face...and stupid.
And to expect people to pay that much so you can have a 30 person team in a huge office building in LA (which is wholly unnecessary for the content you make) to only put out one video a week?....come on. There are youtube channels with vastly smaller teams, heck youtube channels run mostly by ONE person that put out good content once a week. I'm not saying crank out content just cause, but with 30 staff (literally why), and now you expect people to throw money at you? Htf can you justify that? How can you justify claiming you need to make more money when a channel with your numbers should be doing fantasic if managed properly? How the hell can you justify throwing a bill at your fans and then saying you wanna make "content" that is effectively paying for your CEO and his buddies' expensive tastes?
Let alone that the videos you have been making haven't been any better for all the bells and whistles you're so concerned about putting on them. They don't feel fun, they feel overproduced and bloated. If you're so strapped for cash maybe dial that shit back.
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alpojones · 1 month
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rottenbrainstuff · 4 months
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Enjoying smutty books doesn’t mean you have a porn addiction, EVEN ENJOYING PORN doesn’t mean you have a porn addiction, for the love of Christ you guys sound like the shitty scary religious freaks in my hometown that I moved away from. You just removed the religion and use psychology buzzwords now. It is a fucking TRIP AND A HALF I tell you to hear the same bullshit cobwebby conservative Puritanism that I thought was going to die out with my parents coming right out of the mouths of kids that think they are progressive. It’s the same Puritan bullshit. Moving away from my shitty hometown to get away from it, then watching it seep through under my doors like a stain, is honestly the scariest fucking thing. Y’all need therapy. I’m serious.
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