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fuckyeah-dragrace · 2 years
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That Funny Feeling
Hey guys! Been a hit second but I’ve just been brainstorming and planning some stuff so hopefully that all goes according to plan. Hopefully some fluff here, spicy stuff, angst, and a whole lot more so stay tuned!
But anyways, enjoy this wonderful tooth rotting fluff
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“So, I was thinking-“
“Thats dangerous.” Jasmine rolled her eyes and groaned before turning to face Daya, who was busy entertaining Ava with bits of cut up fruit.
“Anyways”, Jasmine continued, “I was thinking that we should go on an actual date.” Jasmine finished, returning her focus to the stove. Daya paused before whipping her head to face Jasmine.
“An actual date?” Jasmine hummed in agreement as she turned off the stove, sliding the pot off of the heat.
“You know… just the two of us, out and about, somewhere without a screaming baby.” Jasmine added as she plated the food, her smile filling every word. She placed one plate onto the counter top by Daya and put the other next to a glass of water.
“But I like my date buddy.” Daya said, whining as she pressed a kiss to the little girls cheek. Ava giggled, a small gleam of white poking through her pink gums. Jasmine gasped as she placed a hand on her hip, eyeing Daya up and down.
“Date buddy? Im the one you’re going on the date with!” She says loudly, laughing at how Ava already had bits of fruit all over her face.
“Yeah but you’re no fun.” Daya says, snickering quietly as she takes a bite of her food. Jasmine rolls her eyes and kisses Ava’s head and leans against the counter, head to head with Daya.
“We’ll I didn’t know I’d have to compete for attention with an infant.” Jasmine added as she picked at her food. Daya chuckled and reached for Jasmines hand, immediately lacing her fingers with her own. Jasmine faked a glare as she smiled at the taller blonde woman. Her heart grew warm with that same funny feeling that always came when she was with Daya, the feeling where there was no place she’d rather be than with her. Daya brought Jasmines hand to her mouth and kissed it, a smirk grew as she went in to kiss the hand again but instead licked it.
“Daya!” Jasmine yelled, her eyes bugging out as she rushed to the sink. Daya was close behind her and ended up wrapping her strong arms around Jasmines waist and lifting her off the ground slightly. Jasmine squealed again and only laughed harder as Daya blew raspberries against her neck. Ava clapped and yelled along with her mother as she watched. Daya was cackling hysterically as Jasmine squirmed and laughed equally as loud. She finally let the blonde down and kissed her neck as a pseudo apology. Jasmine was still in Dayas grasp, huffing loudly and her cheeks growing pink. She turned in the embrace and scrunched her nose in annoyance.
“You, Daya Betty, are awful!” She said, still breathless as she pushed a finger into Dayas chest accusingly. The tall girl brought her hands up in defense as she smiled sheepishly.
“But that’s why you love me.” She admitted before kissing Jasmines cheek. Yes, Jasmine admitted in her mind. That’s why she loved Daya, along with the fact that her heart only seemed truly happy when the three of them were together. Daya turned to see Ava, fighting her high chair restraints to see what the adults were so excited about, a gummy smile flashing there way. Jasmine looked and saw what her daughter was doing and gasped.
“Ava Lane, you better not be doing what I think you are doing right now.” Jasmine said sternly, staring her daughter down. Ava only giggled and brought her chubby hand to her mouth.
“Oooo you’re in trouble.” Daya egged on, resting her chin against Jasmines head. Jasmine tsked before tilting her head up at Daya.
“You’re starting to rub of on her, you know.” Daya gasped and pulled away from Jasmine.
“What? Me? A bad influence? Never!” Daya said, incredibly shocked as Jasmine rolled her eyes. She pulled Ava out of her high chair as she babbled to herself.
“If anything, the attitude is all her mama.” Daya adds, heading to the counter and grabbing her plate. Now Jasmine gasped in shock and looked own at her daughter.
“Are you hearing this mama slander Ava? How do I put up with this?!” She said, looking at her daughter.
“Because I’m incredibly sexy, sarcastic, and an absolute goddess in-“
“Ma!” The little girl squealed, clapping her hands together. The entire apartment went silent. Jasmine was staring down at her daughter, wide eyed and mouth opened as Daya stopped mid step.
“Ma!” She squealed again, turning to face the woman holding her. “Mama!” She said, placing one hand on her mothers cheek. Silence fell between them again before Daya spoke up.
“Was that…” Jasmine nodded before chuckling at how speechless Daya was. She looked down again at her daughter, taking the small hand away from her cheek into her own. She placed a small kiss to it before smiling again.
“Yeah, yeah baby, mama!” She said, voice breaking slightly as she pressed kisses all over the girls face. Daya hesitated before walking up to the both of them. Her own heart was jumping with joy at the scene but it couldn’t help but ache as well, knowing she’d never truly be that for Ava. She’d just be Daya. Her chest grew tight as she stood right by Jasmine and Ava, a real mother and daughter. A small tear rolled down Jasmines cheek as she giggled at her daughter, who tilted her head at Daya. Lifting a finger, she pointed at the woman.
“Da!” A lump shot up into Dayas throat as she her breath was ripped out her lungs. She looked at the little green eyed girl, her lips twitching up into a smile. Her gums glistened as she squirmed in her mothers arms.
“Da!” She called again. Daya sniffled before wrapping her arms around both girls. She leaned her neck perfectly in between Jasmines neck and head as she cries into her soft skin. Ava stared, tilting her head as if questioning Dayas response. She grips her pudgy fingers onto Dayas T-shirt and pulls. Daya finally brings her head up and smiles at the little girl.
“Yeah bug, I’m.. I’m here.” Daya whispered weakly, cradling the girls head with her large hand and pressing kisses against the soft baby skin. Her heart soars with love for this baby but her mind had to spiral and speak louder than her heart.
‘You’re just Daya to her. You’ll never be her mom.’
‘Jasmine could find someone else in a heartbeat, why’s she keeping you around?’
‘Who needs you?”
Daya could feel her heart race and her hands sweat as they rested on Jasmines waist. She pulls away from Jasmines neck and the strawberry blonde looks up at her, eyes so full of love and adoration. She breathed in before leaning down and kissing Jasmine gently on the lips. Jasmine sighed into the kiss, the salty tang of tears mixing against there lips. Daya could feel her worries begin to dissipate as Jasmine smiled into the kiss. She nipped at Jasmines lower lip and the blonde moaned before pulling away, realizing she was still holding her infant daughter. She looked up at the short haired blonde and smiled softly.
“I love you Daya Elizabeth.” She said, meaning ever word. Dayas heart returned to its normal rhythm as her mind calmed, getting lost in the sensation and moment. She pressed another kiss to the corner of Jasmines mouth before resting her forehead against the shorter womans.
“And I love you Jasmine Faith.” The both breathed together and sank into the emotions of the moment.
Jasmine felt whole and complete, standing there with her daughter and girlfriend. She’d never felt this with anyone else she was with and deep down she knew that she didn’t need anyone else. Daya felt warmth creep in again, a fuzzy feeling taking over her heart as she sighed, relaxed and at ease, but under the surface, thoughts began to bubble inside and even she didn’t know what was about to come.
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blep-23 · 1 year
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Lmao
✨Confrontation✨
In my fic
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sirompp · 4 months
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hi. i made some images.
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feel free to take them and use for whatever you may need them for. no credit required
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chongoblog · 3 months
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Me, after forgetting to cut the top off an onion before dicing it: “Aw dammit”
The Gordon Ramsey that lives in my head: “Don’t worry there, this mistake isn’t going to ruin anything. No need to be too hard on yourself”
Me: “Wow, that’s…not what I was expecting”
Gordon: “Of course, you ought to know by now that I don’t shout at cooks just to do so. I do it because the people in hit television show Kitchen Nightmares are putting their services out into the public and claim to be good enough to have the title of head chef. You’re just some guy in your twenties making beef stroganoff for yourself and your roommate. I’m kind of a dick, yeah, but I’m not gonna scream at you for a minor mistake like this”
Me: “Oh….well…thanks”
Gordon: “You’re welcome…cunt…”
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seldomsee · 1 month
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I can't stop thinking about this post
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faeriekit · 6 months
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"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick
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kochei0 · 2 months
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I turn to Ares.
Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK
⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon
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oncorhynchus-nerka · 2 months
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VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.
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Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)
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greykolla-art · 2 months
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Yeah I think you’re in the right place, Al.
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anartificialsatellite · 3 months
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The older I get the more I admire people who are earnestly, genuinely into whatever their thing is. I know it sounds like an annoying cliche but unless you're being cruel or hurtful there is really no need to be normal about things. The dude with the bad fake accent at the renaissance faire is having the time of his life. The people having photoshoots with their fashion dolls are loving it. The old lady with a yard unreasonably full of tacky ass lawn ornaments is having a blast, HOA be damned.
Don't waste your time being too cool to have fun, y'know?
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epicsauce · 3 months
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my collection of "weird social practices that are too funny to be considered rude"
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despazito · 4 months
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Telling young zoomers to "just switch to linux" is nuts some of these ipad kids have never even heard of a cmd.exe or BIOS you're throwing them to the wolves
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redstonedust · 4 months
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yknow AI art has ruined an entire genre of painting to me, i saw one of those smooth anime-realism pieces and immidiately thought ''ugh, AI art'' until i noticed it was posted by an established deviantart user 6 years ago. like ive never been a huge fan of that genre but it looks like a pretty difficult style to master and i feel bad for the artists who specialized in anime-realism only to have their entire market jacked by people typing keywords into midjourney.
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fattylime · 10 months
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a study i did because i realized idk how to draw environments at all LMAO
a few people have asked, so this is a now a print <3
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thunderon · 4 months
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“long hair on guys doesn’t make them less masculine. think keanu reeves, jason momoa, danny trejo, or the guy at your local dive bar who rides a motorcycle”
*the crowd nods*
“so long hair doesn’t necessarily determine masculinity”
*the crowd, more hesitant, still nodding*
“butches can have long hair—“
*GUNSHOT*
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etakeh · 4 months
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