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#my mutuals (affectionate)
lazycranberrydoodles · 2 months
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hua cheng's patience: infinite
hua cheng's impulse control: zero
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arsonforcharlie · 3 months
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great news, pigeon has discovered that sometimes when i hold a bag and it makes noise it's treats
bad news, she got a brain the size of a walnut and does not understand the difference between a tasty little salmon filled morsel and a spoonful of fucken turmeric, but she doesn't care, she fucken WANTS it
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snoodlebooper · 5 days
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beans being beans 🐛🐛💖💖💖💖
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[ bean howdy belongs to @iwuvcofi ]
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Pour one out for our friends sleeping in Europe rn who are unconscious and do not know the joy of booping
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songofsunset · 29 days
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Gonna quit my job I'm a full time booper now
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more laughingstock pleaseee? 💙 💚
Yes Yes Yes i have this very small soft scribble to offer <3
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krikidilly · 1 month
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In Bed The Kiss Rengiyu edition. :-]
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lexiesdoodles · 4 months
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Precure doodles
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marvelmusing · 1 year
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Keep Your Judgement is another masterpiece in the making, and it’s helping me immensely with the stages of my grief 🥲
This tho, I saw and thought…. What if years after marriage, IAL Aleksander has had many conversations about the Reader’s world, including what men of that world wore. For an anniversary, he has Fabrikators create what he understood to be the approximation of said fashion and, voila… i mean, he meant well and all 😅☺️
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I’m so in love with every piece of bts content we get, seeing the actors just chilling or messing around while in costume is one of my favourite things
anyways, here’s a little something for you...
New Wardrobe
Featuring IAL!Aleksander x Reader
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For a solid five seconds you stare at your husband, not quite comprehending what you are seeing. Whatever words had been half out of your mouth are now forgotten as you stand at the threshold of the former war room after wandering through your bedroom in search of him.
Once your body settles on a reaction, you find yourself pressing your palm to your mouth to stifle your laughter.
“Are- are those sunglasses?” you ask.
Aleksander turns to look at you from where he’s seated at his desk, a pair of shaded glasses perched on his nose as he flashes you a wide smile. At that, you can’t help but turn away to laugh.
With every day you spend living in Ravka, everything here becomes more and more real to you. What was once fantasy is now your normality. But seeing the Darkling wearing sunglasses - indoors - is too amusing and absurd for you to remember that he is also your husband.
A hand against the door frame steadies your folded body as you bend over with your laughter. Every time you push back the amusement, you turn to look at Aleksander, only to continue laughing.
Only when you see him pouting, pushing his chair back to leave, do you manage to somewhat stop yourself.
“No Sasha, love, I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you,” you tell him. Moving quickly towards him, you wrap your arms around his middle as you press your forehead against his back. “I promise. You just surprised me, that’s all.”
“Surprised you?” he repeats drily.
“I wasn’t expecting it.” After a small pause, you ask tentatively, “Why are you wearing them inside?”
“I heard you coming and just wanted to show you them.”
“What if I was actually Ivan?” you ask teasingly, imagining the heartrenders face attempting to remain neutral at the sight of Aleksander wearing sunglasses - a previously unheard of accessory in Ravka.
“Ivan would knock on the door, not walk through our bedroom.”
Aleksander pulls the glasses away from his eyes as he turns to face you, finding a fond expression on your face though the amusement still sparkles in your eyes as he places them down on his desk.
Then your gaze falls down to the rest of his outfit. He’s wearing his summer kefta, a lighter fabric than the thick wool of its winter counterpart, and his thin black tunic. The cut of the neckline for both of these articles of clothing is quite low cut, something you particularly enjoy.
But today you spot something underneath, black fabric with a rounded neckline, almost like a t-shirt. Frowning, you look at the rest of him.
“Are you wearing sweatpants?”
He looks away almost sheepishly, brows pulling together slightly in resignation, as if he knows his answer will give you even more entertainment than the sunglasses.
“Perhaps.”
Instead of laughing, you suppress the twitch at the corner of your mouth and slowly slide your hands under the lapels of his kefta, slipping it from his shoulders. He tilts his head aside, watching you as his kefta is draped over the back of his chair by your careful hands.
Unclasping the hidden hooks of his tunic, you reveal the full ensemble he has created. Black t-shirt and black sweatpants. The smile on your face widens, which makes Aleksander sigh as he narrows his eyes at you in warning.
“Still surprised?” he teases, but a pretty pink is dusting its way over his cheekbones.
Seeing Aleksander wearing clothing that had once been so ordinary for you, instead of ornate keftas of silk and wool, sends a thrill through you.
He looks just as handsome as ever and you can’t stop yourself from imagining him in your old world, a charming stranger that you run into one sunny day in a park. Perhaps that’s how you meet in some other reality.
Standing on tiptoe, you place the sunglasses back on his face, smile softening as you press a kiss to his cheek.
“Very surprised.”
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Will I ever recover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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lesbicosmos · 10 months
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i came up with this idea at like midnight so pls don't blame me for the emotions blame my sleep deprived brain
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dooxliss · 5 months
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for the expression + hands challenge, maybe peach in 10 and mario in 2? :)c
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ty mareach is my lifeblood
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haley-lana · 1 year
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t-u-i-t-c · 10 months
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"If someone has to choose my fate, it should be you."
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idiotsonlyevent · 23 days
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This may sound mean towards the people who are adamant about Chilchuck being a deadbeat, but.... I feel like there is a lot of self projecting about people their own fathers going on here. Or at least in some cases. 3 mutuals of mine have poor relationships with their dad and see Chilchuck as a deadbeat. He's accused of crimes he did not commit.
i dont want to put words in other people's mouths, but i think you're right.... that's part of why i made the post too lol bc my relationship w my dad is Also bad (not a deadbeat, just really uninvolved/absent) and i know a lot of ppl w deadbeats and chilchuck is.... obviously not either of those things ! he's a flawed guy and he's obviously made mistakes, but insisting he Has to be a bad dad/deadbeat/absent/wahtever is just.... not supported by the text! at all!
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viksalos · 9 months
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it's rly funny that a bunch of my weird friends all have specific reasons why they relate to paul atreides like "i'm nonbinary and he's described as having both a male and female consciousness" "i'm autistic and his visions sound like extreme systemizing/pattern recognition coupled with lateral thinking all turned up to 11" "one time i also got really high with my mom and got scared"
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