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please think i’m pretty please think i’m pretty
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wolfythewitch · 1 day
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My favorite married couple
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turretangel · 1 year
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It's for a future homework, please help me with my statistics class! I just need data! Reblog if you can! 😴
Ms. Fransisca, eat your heart out, I'm gonna have SUCH a data set! 💕
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Y/n, whispering: you know I love you, right?
Draco: why are we whispering?
Y/n: so Harry thinks we're conspiring against him
Draco: oooh
Harry: what are they talking about?
Snape, having heard everything: murder
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elericelery · 1 year
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POV You show up early to class (It is 4 AM. What are you doing here?)
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warandpeas · 5 months
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Anything You Like
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artyella · 1 year
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He’s just like me fr (forcing my parents to sit through lectures on my history special interests)
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dantelionwishes · 1 year
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so instead of absent + separated parents, what if arven had the complete opposite 😂😂😂
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arczism · 2 months
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ehhhhhhhh i am in love with them
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nonoiswearidraw21 · 1 year
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I have a master's degree in drawing Kenny. ts just muscle memory at this point LOL
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simp-4-russian-prof · 11 months
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i can’t stop thinking about how it would feel to kiss him. not sexually, just… kissing to kiss. i want to feel the sensations of having to lift up onto my tiptoes while he leans down, his hand cupping my face while the other one finds my waist to help keep my balance steady, the warmth in my cheeks and on my lips. the feeling of pressing my forehead to his chest when i settle back down onto my feet after pulling apart. i want to be able to look at him and know that whenever i feel the urge to lean in, he feels it too.
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flwrbo · 1 year
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Everyone at Hogwarts just loves Professor Lupin’s pretty wife <3
remus lupin x reader | suggestive fluff 1.1k words
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Your shoes click-clacked through the school floors as you walked your way to Remus’ classroom. In your hands is a neatly wrapped lunch he had forgotten about until he was halfway to Hogwarts.
You, of course, noticed immediately and prepared yourself to take his food to his workplace, not wanting your fiance to be hungry all day. Students nodded kindly at you, excited to see your face again. After you had visited your Remus for the first time, rumor had spread around the school of the sweet young woman Professor Lupin had doted on him. You quickly became some sort of micro-celebrity amongst the students, especially when you’d bring in little baked goods for the children.
“Hello, Miss!” A small second-year waved up at you, cheeks round and red. 
A smile spread across your face as you stopped, and began digging around your tote bag. A small pastry, wrapped in brown paper sat atop your open palm. “Care for a treat, sir?” You crouched down a little to be face to face. The boy excitedly accepted the gift, running off after giving you a swift hug on the hips. “Make sure you split that!” You sweetly shout after him, watching as he runs to tell his friend all about the wonderful news. 
“I don’t suppose you have another of those for me,” A teasing tone drawls behind you. You turn to find Remus leaning against the door frame, dress shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms. 
“I can do you one better,” You smile, holding up the homemade lunch he’d abandoned that morning. He grins a wide grin, walking to you and pulling you into a swinging hug. You’re led into his classroom, squealing excitedly as Remus held onto you tightly. 
He leans down to kiss you sweetly before you softly push the lunch into his hands. “My girl: always taking care of me.” He sighs, moving to drop the food onto his desk. “You came this whole way to drop off my food?” 
“And see you.” You grin, walking towards him and gently pinning him against his desk. His chest is warm when you snuggle against it, letting your body rest against his for a moment. “And give Mr. Longbottom a gift,” 
He sighs and shakes his head sorrowfully. “They’re going to begin to believe you have favorites, you know,” He scolds, mostly joking.
He can feel you shrug against him. “Maybe I do,” 
A breathy chuckle leaves him as he begins to sway the two of you back and forth, completely enamored in one another as if you hadn’t been tangled in bed the entire night - not only three hours ago. You land a peck on his chest, lazily where your head lays and he reciprocates in kind, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead. 
“Okay,” You sigh, pulling away. “You need to eat, Professor.”
You perch yourself on Remus’ desk in front of him, watching him in his desk chair as he pulls out the perfectly wrapped and cut sandwich. 
The two of you continue the conversation, him asking you about your commute to Hogwarts and you inquiring about the first two classes he had to teach. Somewhere in the middle of the conversation, you had begun swinging your feet absentmindedly. Usually, your constant motion didn’t bother Remus, as he knew you tended to be fidgety. Your skirt, however, captured his attention. 
He attempted to keep his eyes on yours, though he did occasionally look down at the beautiful green patterns, attempting to identify the pretty flowers on them. He’s sure he’s seen you in this skirt before, but with your thighs stretching the material in his direct line of sight, and the flow of the garment down to below your kneecap - he’s never seen it like this. And, Merlin, was that a thigh slit? He forces himself to look away, neatly bundling the garbage from his lunch and tossing it. 
He tries to pay attention to the story you’re recounting about the adorable baby on the bus, but his hand is itching to reach out and feel the material beneath his fingertips. He tosses a look over his shoulder at the door, ensuring it's closed and more importantly ensuring your privacy. This, however, captures your attention and your story slowly trails off. 
“And so she leans over and…” You bring your lip between your teeth. “Rem?” 
He looks up at your smiling, blushing face. “Yes, my love?” He clears his throat, going on as if he wasn’t just entranced by your midi skirt for the last ten minutes. 
“What are you looking at?” You giggle, taking in his reactions. He flounders a little, flustered at the idea of being caught. Another chuckle leaves him, and he pushes his rolling chair closer to where you are still perched on the desk. 
“I,” He finally allows himself to reach out and feel. The material isn’t as soft as he thought it’d be, and it makes him sad to think your cute little thighs were anything less than perfectly comfortable. “Am looking at how beautiful you look,” He pushes his hand around the thigh slit, dragging his finger on the soft skin there. “My perfect wife,” He sighs happily.
You drag a hand through the soft brown of his hair, fingers massaging his scalp as he continues to silently admire your legs. It’s your turn to lean down and deliver a kiss to his forehead. 
The sound of footsteps and chatter begins to come closer to Remus’ door, and the two of you break away. Lunch was over. Remus stands up, leaning down to deliver a kiss to your lips. It was supposed to be quick and chaste, a loving thank you kiss for his lunch. He can’t help but lean into it, feeling a sudden pang run through him. His pretty little wife brings him his lunch that she made, all dressed up just for him. On his desk, in her cute little skirt that she put on just for him. He puts a hand behind her head, pushing her harsher into the kiss as his mind roams around. 
You pull away, a string of spit connecting the two of you until it drops messily on your bottom lip. He nearly goes in for a second when you pushes against him and laugh cutely. “Professor Lupin,” You nod your head towards the door as if you needed to remind him of the students passing by just outside. 
He huffs, sweeping his hair back and sweetly fixing the skirt where he had rucked it up sometime in the last five minutes. You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, willing the flush on your body to go away before you could leave. 
“You know,” Remus thought aloud. “I could always cash in that favor Minnie owes me, and leave class early,” Your fiance looks at you, smirking as he plots. Before you could deny him, he’s already picking you up, and hauling you over his shoulder. Your joyous squeals gather the attention of the students, letting them make way for you and their DADA professor, giggling at the antics they’ve become accustomed to. 
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nelkcats · 1 year
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Crow services
After Danny died he noticed that some animals had become more attached to him while others had moved away. Aggressive or death related animals seemed to react positively to his presence, although friendlier animals such as birds tended to fly away.
Of course, none of this prepared him for the number of crows that landed on his window daily. At first he was scared that they would consider him a corpse and try to eat him but after the third time they brought him a shiny object he assumed they just liked him.
Those crows became very fond of him, they let him pet them, they would perch on his head or shoulders, always present and sometimes even watching over him (A particularly intelligent crow he named Poe would drive his parents away with distractions).
So when he moved to Gotham to complete his studies he prepared for a farewell to his feathered friends; said friends simply ignored him and followed him around the city. Danny assumed he wasn't going to be able to fight them, so he let them be.
This is how the phenomenon called "The Invasion of Crows" began in Gotham, the animals were not aggressive but mostly indifferent, some of them agreed to carry letters as homing pigeons (After Danny asked them for the favor) starting "Crow services"
As long as you had the money or something shiny to pay them the birds would carry messages from one place to another, ironically they would give that payment to Danny, who only sighed and let them pass to his apartment, giving them: some food, shelter and a place to sleep, although he was worried the moment his neighbor would complain about the noise.
At first he let them stay on the streets because they were supposed to be free, but after the sixth time he caught Damian Wayne trying to adopt one he just rolled his eyes and now the little ones were living with him.
So yes, when Jason finally decided to visit his neighbor he didn't expect the red eyed crowd staring at him and judging his actions, one in particular lunged at him and he swore he was about to gouge his eyes out before a voice yelled "Poe, wait! "
Said crow looked at him for a few more seconds before perch on the head of the prettiest boy he had ever seen, who approached to offer him a hand "I'm sorry, they're very overprotective" he muttered worried.
Jason almost fell over laughing when he noticed that this was B's "weird case" about the rise in crows alongside the supposed "new rogue" in town, when all he saw was a college boy with a murder of crows living in his house, maybe creating a new messaging system.
He was going to have so much fun with this, maybe he'd even manage to go on a date with his eyes intact, who knows.
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spideysenze · 6 months
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the gender
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yueebby · 6 months
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i cant stop thinking about husband!gojo who likes to whisper affirmations into your ears while you're sound asleep.
he’s just leaning inches from your face quietly murmuring, “you want me so badly. you’re so in love with me. i’m the most handsome man on this planet. you’re in love with this cute face.”
and you wake up all disoriented like, “what?”
he simply kisses you silly. “good morning sweets!” 
you know better than to trust a giddy satoru who can barely contain the growing grin on his face. “toru what were you saying?” 
“oh don’t you worry your pretty little mind over it~!”
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x3nshit · 10 months
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i dont want a love like the movies. i want a love like they have in sitcoms. playfully roasting each other. every one teasing us when we're together. slowly becoming best friends. like Jake and Amy from Brooklyn Nine-Nine, or Jonah and Amy from Superstore, or Phil and Claire from Modern Family, or Ben and Leslie from Parks and Recreation. Movies say 'happily ever after' but sitcoms show you the after. I want a love like the sitcoms
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