#I'm sick

[fling-graysons]

Shouto "That's my boyfriend" Todoroki

[holyblanchett]

WE HAVE NEVER BEEN SO BACK MOTHER IS TAKING IT IM GAGGING

[theroundbartable]

Sick fic except no one is sick.

Merlin is tired of the tavern excuse and at this point, Arthur doesn't really believe the 'gathering herbs' thing either anymore.

So, Merlin tells Arthur he's sick.

Except he didn't account for the fact that Arthur becomes a terrified worryward of a mess. Merlin, thinking he's got some time alone, is now chained to his bed with Arthur feeding him soup and 'checking his temperature', only that Arthur has no clue what he's doing.

Merlin on the other hand can only think of the assassin and.... 'Actually, this is nice.'

[siratonin]

7.05//8.11

for @somethingaboutfirefly

[luxmoogle]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ A q u a ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

[rosieofcorona]

something about "what i feel for you will never change" from a man who has lived for thousands of years, when in that time his feelings for absolutely everyone else he knew and loved did change. something about his last promise (he assumes) to lavellan implying that she is different from anyone else he's loved. something about her rare and marvelous spirit that makes him so eternally in love with her that he has to let her know in case one of them doesn't survive. something about loving her for the rest of his immortal life.

[watermelonshine]

only if I had a big muscular woman taking care of me while I'm in the bed sick and telling me not to worry about doing nothing because I need to focus of getting better while swiping the sweat off of my forehead.

[nevermeyers]

“When it's your time to go, make sure you're surrounded by others”

[diphowell]

one of those moments where dan was definitely like oh this is who i've chosen to share my life with and i love him so much.

[seokminfilm]

positions | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, newlyweds au, baby fever, sweet seokmin, pet names (seokmin uses baby, reader uses sweetheart), mentions of children, mentions of baby fever, reader is called a pretty mother, lots of kissing and loving on each other, seokmin soft hours

🪄 summary, seokmin had to have this conversation with you at one point, but he didn't think it would be this soon and this desperate, either.

🪄 author's note, this was suggested by a lyrnon (lyr + anon = lyrnon btw)! i saw this and knew i had to do it because my life would not be complete without this fic in it....anyways, enjoy!! (dad seokmin ftw)

🪄 now playing, positions, ariana grande

🪄 word count, 1004 (omg jeonghan's birthday i'm going insane...) | for @kstrucknet

"They kept telling us congratulations over and over and over again," Seokmin laughs lightly, and you nod, blushing as you settle into bed. No matter how long you and Seokmin are married, you'll never get tired of this giddy feeling you get in your stomach when you get ready to sleep.

"They were all so cute though. I love your nieces and nephews." You sigh, and Seokmin nods as he lays on your chest. You curl his soft, brown strands between your fingers, humming a tune as Seokmin strips himself of his black frames, revealing his pretty eyes and even prettier beauty mark.

Your husband, Seokmin (wow, that was still really weird to even think), had finally taken you to meet his extended side of the family today.

The joy-filled wedding had taken a toll on you, and you had been stuck at home for the past week, sick with a surprise cold (to which Seokmin quickly stepped into his husbandly duties and took care of you to the best of his ability).

Even now, he was still so tender with you, kissing you with little force and always asking to hold your hand wherever and whenever he wanted to. His touch felt different─it was sure and stable, and you loved the feeling of his fingers encasing yours at the most intimate times you think you've ever had with him.

"Seokmin?" You ask softly, scared he's fallen asleep. He's been quiet for the past five minutes, still, warm body against yours.

"I'm still awake, baby, I'm sorry. I'm just thinking." Seokmin's voice is soft, hushed in the sweetest way you think you've ever heard it be. Smiling, you press a kiss to Seokmin's scalp, breathing in his lavender-scented shampoo.

"Thinking?" You repeat, and Seokmin nods, slowly sitting up and taking his head off of your chest as he turns to look at you.

"Thinking about what, sweetheart?" You ask, and Seokmin studies you for a second, his dark brown eyes raking over your figure dwarfed in his windbreaker. It sends him spiraling, feeling like a teenager in high school with the way he's staring at you.

"I'm thinking about you," Seokmin answers, and you smile, grabbing a decorative pillow as you place it in your lap. "What about me?" Teasing, you tilt your head to the side a bit, reveling in the way Seokmin smiles at you.

"It may be too soon though." Seokmin frowns just slightly, pretty face falling just a bit as you shake your head, nervousness building in your chest nevertheless as you shake your head.

"Don't say that, Min. You haven't even told me what it is yet." You smile simply, patting the top of Seokmin's hand as you twist the ring on his finger─your vow and promise to him.

"What if you're not saying that when I actually tell you what I'm thinking about?" Seokmin pouts, lips jutted out as you lean in, giving them a quick peck as you smile.

"No way," You whisper, fingertips grazing Seokmin's jawline as you sigh dreamily, obviously in love with him. "Tell me, Seokmin. Please?"

The question at the end of your confirmation breaks Seokmin even more, and he can't stop himself, finally opening his mouth as he glances away for a split second, as if to try to recollect himself. After a few seconds of silence, Seokmin looks back to you, trying not to shudder when you lean your head on his shoulder, warm breath tickling his neck.

"You'd be such a pretty mother, baby. I just...I feel it in my soul." Seokmin's statement makes your face heat up faster than you thought it would, and you inhale sharply, holding your breath.

"Me? A pretty mother?" You ask in disbelief, and Seokmin smiles, nodding as he shyly looks at the ground.

"When you were taking care of my sister's newborn daughter, I─" Seokmin sighs, eyes locked on yours as he chews at your lip. "I thought of you with my baby in your arms."

You fall silent, unable to really form proper words. You had never seen this side of Seokmin before─it was new, seeing him so flustered and so hushed about one of his many thoughts. He always was one to voice his ideas and voice them loudly, but this...this was different from anything he's ever told you.

"It's really weird, I know. I just..." Seokmin trails off, face heating up as he swallows. "I just really want us to start a family. It would be nice."

Eyes falling to the sheets, your cheeks start to hurt from how wide you're smiling, and you look back up at Seokmin, nearly flinging yourself on him as you hug him tightly. He's obviously surprised, gasp escaping him as you kiss his neck, and he giggles just seconds later, obviously enamored with your reaction.

"How would this be too soon, Seokkie?" You ask, and Seokmin shakes his head, looking down bashfully as he huffs.

"I don't know, I just...I didn't think you would want to take it that far just yet." Seokmin's voice is soft and innocent, and it makes you smile, taking his chin in your hand as you tilt his face up to look at it. His big brown eyes are sparkling with the light of the bedroom, and you can see the sparkles in it as you shake your head.

"I'm ready for anything you are. I love you so much I'd do anything you ask me without thought." You say softly, leaning in as your lips softly graze Seokmin's. His eyes flutter shut, and he sighs under you, hands placed in your lap as he brushes his hands over your thighs.

"Anything?" He asks quietly, voice a low rumble as his thick eyebrows raise into his bangs. You nod, smiling as you kiss the tip of his pointed nose.

"Absolutely anything, Seokmin."

The smile that comes on your husband's face suddenly makes your will to live for him a little bit longer (as if it wasn't already infinitely long).

[floodflameschosen]

x

[carlaconnors]

CORONATION STREET | June 18, 2025

[holyblanchett]

Can we just take a moment to discuss how LADY DEATH told Agatha Harkness no one in history has ever gotten special treatment like her??? Do yall know how long that is?? Death has been around since the beginning of time.

[ermdotorg]

thomas' first look vs his last

[kawhh]

hey so i have a little thought i wanted to share bc it’s eating me alive.

anyways, camgirl reader who quinny finds one night while she’s on live and his obsession starts there. it’s gradual tbh, it just starts with finding your instagram and gifting more and then when he finds out you like hockey he’s following your personal instagram from his personal instagram and he’s sliding in your dms bc he’s absolutely 100% gonna make it to a stream to show every single dude who watches you that he’s the one you’re giving yourself too

The fact that we know Q is always on his phone really does make this even more of a thought problem. He's so quick to like everything on instagram, there's a 100% guarantee he'd just stumble across the live feed.

He wouldn't think of it much when he first finds you, outside of spending a few minutes watching you. He'd get pulled away by a text, an email, another notification. But he finds himself coming back. Once a week, a few times a week, every single night.

He just can't get you out of his head. The way you trail your hands down your body, the way you speak. The way your eyes roll back in your head. The little whimpers you let out when you hit the right spot.

He's enamored by how you act. How you deal with people, how you react. How you obey. How happy you are to be told what to do, how you do everything without hesitation.

There's a problem though. You're doing it for other people. You're having private shows, you're talking to other people. You're letting other people dictate how you get off. It's not right. It should only be him.

They're timing it wrong, they're not giving you what you need to get off. They aren't being rough enough or they're being too rough with you. They don't care about you like he does. They're just looking to get off. He's not.

He needs your attention focused on him. He needs you to pay attention to him. He needs you to only need him. If he supports you, you won't need them. Won't need to do anything for them. You can focus on him.

He has the money to throw around. It's nothing for him, even if it wasn't being spent on you. He can see how much you appreciate it - how much you appreciate him.

Every single stream you're giving him more. Ignoring the other messages. Letting him guide you. Giving him full control. Letting him have control over the remote toys. You aren't even timing him. You're in that deep with him.

You wear a canucks jersey on stream one day? With his fucking name on it? There's no way you could ever know that it's him, but he can't just watch you now. You've pushed him over the edge. He needs his hands on your body, needs to drag his hands under it, pawing at your skin. He needs you to scream his name. Needs to fuck you with it on.

You'd clearly be down.

[norsevvy]

CANNOT stop thinking about how elizabeth bank's had effie say haymitch's name after drawing him during the reaping. after sotr that means SO much more. the hesitancy, the way she almost breathes it out, like it knocks all the air from her lungs. how betrayed and awful she must have felt reading out the name of the man she had grown up alongside, who she had known since his first reaping

it meant more than them just being "district 12 mentors" (effie unofficially). effie had been with him from the start, had Known him from the start. they've been paired up since the beginning of it all. how horrible for her to be promoted to 12's escort as some sort of reward for doing well with haymitch, only to be the one forced to read out his name 25 years later