#live-call

[jeleynai]

He's about to rain down a million smooches

Thank you so much to @tacticallyunsoundjohnnyboy for commissioning me to draw my favourite husbands 🫶

[annalyticall]

My new favorite excuse for not jumping on new trends or bandwagons is 'I'm 30.' No more explanation needed because anyone under 30 just thinks I'm old and everyone over 30 understands implicitly

[kiwi]

everybodys gotta get back into the practice of using pseudonyms online... i remember the time of screen names where u never ever told anyone ur real name and that was just understood as basic internet safety. plus having a screen name is fun because sometimes it sticks so well that it becomes part of ur identity that u can use in whatever facet of ur life you choose. it rocks to pick your own name

[skecherss]

you know when little kids get spooked and they just start clamberin

[machveil]

Husband!Simon Riley that lurks behind you constantly. in your home, at the grocery store, at a bar - he’s just looming behind you. sometimes he just stands and stares at the back of your head, absolutely smitten that you’re his and he’s yours. he’s not the best with words, but he’s great at following behind you

Husband!Simon Riley that’s silently delighted when you lean against him. he’s sturdy, a wall of a man - he’s cracking a small smile under his mask when you lean into him. he’s wrapping his arm around your waist, supporting your weight as you glance around. he tried leaning against you once, he didn’t tell you and caught you off guard, almost sending you tumbling to the floor

Husband!Simon Riley that likes when you give him mundane tasks. he’s always been good about following through on orders, yours just happen to be less life-or-death than his job. he’ll do exactly what you tell him to do, no comments or complaints. you want him to fold laundry? he’s doing it how you showed him, folding shirts and pants the way you like. you want him to change a lightbulb? he’s already walking to the closet. you want him to give you a kiss? say less, he’s stalking towards you

Husband!Simon Riley that spritzes his clothes with your perfume/cologne. just a little, he likes that he can walk around alone but it still feels like you’re with him. it doesn’t matter what scent it is - floral, fruity, smokey, musky, he’d happily drown in the scent. sometimes he sprays his balaclava with it before he leaves on a deployment, the 141 silently side eyeing each other because they can smell Ghost coming before they can see him

[hayden-christensen]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN AND ARIANA GREENBLATT Behind the scenes of 'Ahsoka - Part Five: Shadow Warrior' (2023) Path of the Apprentice featurette

[softaestluv]

obsessed with the idea of onlyfans model! reader x Simon

Maybe you’re one of the biggest creators on the platform and you’re very well known after doing it for a few years. Except, you only do solo content, despite your peers constantly asking to collab or getting requests from fans to see you getting fucked.

Then, one day you post a video showing off some new panties and Simon’s tattooed and scarred hand just appears, squeezing the meat of your ass, claiming and possessive. A subtle message he’s sending to your audience as he spreads your cheeks apart, sliding your panties to the side and shows off your pretty pussy dripping with his cum.

[differenteagletragedy]

Warning: this is so dumb.

Buuuut Simon Riley in an established long-term relationship likes to touch you, I just know it. Holding hands is good, arms are fine, legs even better, but what he really likes is getting his hands somewhere in the middle. Your waist, hips, stomach, back ... where he can feel the meat of you.

He'll sneak up behind you when you're cooking dinner, his hand automatically sliding under the hem of your shirt just to feel the soft, warm skin of your stomach. Or if you're wearing a dress, that's fine too, he'll push it up just enough to dip his fingers into the fat of your hips. He can't get enough of it.

Then one day he comes home and you're wearing a romper, and he's immediately equal parts confused and annoyed.

"The fuck is this?" he mutters, pawing at you like an anxious, dumb animal.

"It's called fashion, Simon, look it up."

"How you even supposed to piss in this thing? Fucking mad."

You stand there patiently as his hands bunch the fabric around your waist, looking for a way in, but there isn't one. The romper is loose and flowy, but down to your ankles with no buttons in the front. He's like a pitiful overgrown gerbil, trying to burrow his way through, and you can't help but laugh.

"Think this is funny?" he asks, finally meeting your eyes.

"Pretty funny, yeah," you answer.

An hour later, you're singing a different tune. The romper has been unceremoniously discarded somewhere and Simon has been thoroughly making up for that little bit of lost time when he wasn't able to run his fingers over your bare skin.

"Need to be able to feel my girl," he mutters, more to himself than to you, and you make a note to go through your closet, tailoring your wardrobe to suit this seemingly serious, but not at all unwelcome, desire.

[bunny-jpeg]

simon riley is buying the engagement ring after he got you inside after a night out at the bar. he heard your sweet little frustrated noises and your soft 'no's when he tried to give you water. and then refused to wear nothing but his xxl hoodie to bed because all other clothes were too "complicated" - whatever that meant.

eventually he got you settled into bed with promises of french toast in the morning - you wanted it now. and while he stayed up for a little bit more, he scrolled online for engagement ring options and wondered if he could measure your ring size while you were asleep beside him.

he couldn't remember, did you want a (lab-grown) diamond or a plain band? maybe when the hangover healed he'd ask you <3

[everwalldigan]

I love the idea of all the robins kinda being clones of each other with just a few differences and a concussed Bruce not being able to tell who he’s squinting at so he just says generic statements and avoids saying any names

Bruce (sitting at the breakfast table): so… how’s the weather… dick?

Jason (grinning): you do know I’m gonna hold this against you for like, the next 2 months right

Bruce: (groans into his hands)

Bruce (walking into the living room): hey have you read through the files I gave you yesterday?

Dick: (confused cause he took a day off to surprise Bruce) ?

Bruce: so?

Dick: er… no?

Bruce: Dick?? What are you doing here?

Bruce (walks into the kitchen with a fresh concussion): Jason? I thought you were on a mission with the outlaws?

Tim: (frozen through mid fridge raid, having assumed they were past Bruce calling him Jason since yk. He’s a shit brickhouse now and Tim is, well, obviously not): uh?

Bruce: *turns around and leaves*

Bruce: Oh hey Cass, when did you arrive from Babs’?

Damian: (slowly turns around in the black hoodie he’s wearing) we’re not even the same gender

Bruce: (under his breath) yeah but the same height

[yooo-lets-go]

Since it’s Valentine’s Day, here’s my humble take on Period Drama Soapghost by amazing @valiants

BUT if they lived in Poland in 1811 (yes it is „Pan Tadeusz” reference)

[lasagoofs]

regular dogs

[batsyheere]

Duke, who is tired of being bullied for still having only a few spots checked off on vigilante bingo, decides to get even when family game night includes Never Have I Ever. Danny, who is either a friend or basically adopted family at this point, was invited.

He brings up the fact that he has never died and been brought back to life. Multiple fingers are put down, groans and complaints are made, and then they all turn to Danny when he just stares at the ground.

"If it happened more than once, do I put more fingers down? Or just the one?" he asks. The room falls silent for a few seconds before the flood of questions start.

[effieotto]

“Haymitch calling Maysilee his sister was so forced” guys, that boy had one look at Proserpina and Vitus and said they were his friends. he couldn’t look at a small kid and and not say was his allies. he saw a damn rabbit MUTT and called it his partner…i think he calling his recently made best friend his sis, when she remind him of the baby sisters he lost and who’s constantly talking about her twin and saying she would be Ampert’s sister if he wanted, was actually pretty valid. The boy was sentimental, and dramatic, and was absolutely losing it. Leave him alone to label whoever he want with whatever he want, please :(

[kidovna]

“At night, he’d sit on the end of Ronan’s childhood bed and meet Ronan in dreamspace-Ronan, asleep, in a dream, Adam, awake, in a trance.”