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It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this

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This was my best friend’s cat Tigger. We just recently found out that his picture got around and that he became a bit of a meme.

He’s no longer with us, so thanks everyone for letting his goofy lil self live on.

Enjoy the extra pictures:)

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another thing i had in mind for ex husband simon was that this time you're more resistant. no touching, no nicknames that make you weak-kneed, nothing. divorce means divorce, and the wedge that split the two of you up would probably still be there.

fine by simon, he follows the rules to a T. hands to himself, polite greetings and only talks about the children. maybe for a birthday for the boys, he takes the family shopping for gifts since it's a tuesday and there won't be any party or whatever and when y'all come back home, the lights are on.

they'd been off when y'all left. simon quickly opens the middle console and pulls out his weapon and tells you to get in the drivers seat. should anything come running out, pedal to the metal.

a little bit of time passes, you're about to be driven crazy with anxiety but simon finally comes out, except he's empty handed.

comes to the side and opens the driver door. "whoever was in there is gone. probably hopped the back fence. i've already called the guys."

you're a sobbing mess because how dare someone come into your home? your sanctuary? what if-

and you come to a startling realization. what if you and the boys had been here? alone?

simon's looking down at his phone, and furrows his brows. "i gotta go get-" but you don't let him finish, trembling fingers grabbing the front of his shirt. "you cant leave us here. don't leave me alone. don't- just please. stay."

you're too upset to resist his embrace or correct him when he calls you sweetheart. the guys get there eventually, price and gaz waste no time in sweeping the area and you, accompanied by simon, tuck the kids to bed.

price calls it later, that the place seems to be clear. nothing really taken nor left behind. they all leave, johnny and kyle deciding to stay overnight across the street their car and simon also turns to bid you goodnight, except you don't let him.

you practically beg him to stay, that you won't feel safe without him here. the couch won't do because he's too far away, what if whoever that was comes in through the bedroom windows.

you seek comfort in him and in the dead of night, he whispers promises into your ear as he slides home. promises to keep you safe, to keep the kids safe. that he'd let nothing ever happened to you, not while he still lived and breathed.

when you're finally dozing, with his spend drying in between your legs, he grabs his phone and texts johnny that it's done, they can go home now.

johnny responds in seconds, telling him that he tore his very nice jeans jumping that rough hewn fence of theirs and that simon owes him a new pair.

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i am begging you all to stop treating this site like instagram if you dont want it to be content free by next year

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TODAY IS THE ONLY DAY YOU CAN REBLOG THIS

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A Babys Space Halloween

Mando x reader x baby yoda 

After leaving Navarro behind to begin to look for the child's people ( even if you didnt want to give him up). you had been traveling with din since tattooine. he trusted you to look after the child and be able to fight..... even if he didn't quite like it. but thats not the point. 

it was nearing the time of year at your home planet where Halloween is taking place, pumpkins being painted or cut into jack-o-lanterns to glow in the dark of night. children and adults dressing up as characters or just dressing up in general. a time of candy and fun. it was something you missed the most of your home. and looking at your small son you wanted him to partake in this tradition as well, for as long as you had him for. and you knew you had the perfect costume for the little one. you just had to convince your riduur to let you carve pumpkins and have them on the crest for a little bit.

as you walked up behind your riduur in the cockpit he turned around to look at you through his visor. you tilted your head and gave him a sweet smile that usually ended with you getting your way. “ My dear husband, I know you are not one to follow traditions outside of your own for holidays, ( excluding the times he's tried like for Christmas). But on my home planet around this time we have a day called Halloween. I wanna know if I can bring it on the crest?” You rested a hand on his pauldron.

he tilted his head more at to look at your face and tilt his head, even though you knew what he looked like he still found comfort in wearing his bucket so you never pressured him into removing it. He sighed “ and what are apart of these tradtions of yours” you squealed in excitement and rattled off the list of things you needed.

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Din walked down the ramp to go gather materials needed for the ship and for you to decorate the hull of the crest. He promised to get back in three hours, which left you and the child to your own devices for a while. you looked at the child “ my little trouble maker do you want to help me with something?” He’s at your leg try to crawl up your pant leg. “I’ll take that as a yes”

You grabbed the youngling and grabbed some of the scrap pieces Din kept around the ship for emergency repairs. “Time to get to work on this costume”

A few hours later din is walking back to the ship with some pumpkin-like plants and he sees you have placed your lights back up in the Hull of the ship but these ones are purple, where you keep them he doesn't know. but he knows he hears you in the sleep area and has missed you and the child.

"hold on little one, I know he is back but you need to wait. One last finishing touch and you can show your Buir your little costume."

a few babbles can be heard from the kid as he responds to you

but a few moments later you came out from the area shielding the child from his view, you can almost feel your husband raise his eyebrow under the helmet.

you just gave him a small smile and dramatically spread your arms comically wide and said

"may I present to you the best bounty hunter in this parsec" The room door slides open

din felt his heart fill with warmth at the sight of the kid dressed like him..

grogu waddled up to his father and raised his arms

"alright cryika what next?" both of your boys look at you

" time to eat candy, stay up wayyyyyy to late and watch holo vids"

"thats it?"

'normally we would go door to door for candy, but i dont think you would be down to do that"

"alright.... which candy first"

the rest of the night was spent watching holovids and eating too mant sweets and cookies

#baby yoda #din djarin #mando x reader #star wars #the mandalorian imagine #grofu imagine #grogu x mom reader

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I love your writing so much!!!! Can I ask for Azriel fluff where reader is touch starved and loves skin to skin contact, especially while cuddling/sleeping 🥰

I Just Feel You

Azriel x reader

A/n: this is the cutest thing omg and thank you sm ❤️

Warnings: nudity, fluff

As you and Azriel got ready for bed you were lost in thought. Holding a shirt you stole from Azriel all you could think about was how you didn’t want to wear it tonight. But you weren’t totally sure if he wanted to sleep naked if it wasn’t after sex. Even then you would throw a sleep shirt on.

Skin to skin contact with Azriel was semi rare. He was still reluctant to let you hold his hand. You want that to change though. You’re a very touchy, cuddly person and your last boyfriend didn’t like that. He’d push you away when you tried to hug him.

You understand why Azriel is reluctant with some things, but he is an affectionate person.

You carefully fold the large, black shirt and place it back in the draw. You head towards the bathroom where Azriel is just finishing up his nightly routine.

Leaning against the door frame you lovingly look up at Azriel. He’s so beautiful. Every time you look at Azriel his stunning features take your breath away.

Without looking away from the mirror above the bathroom sink he smirks at you, “Its rude to stare sweets.” A blush creeps up your cheeks as you quickly look at your feet. Azriel’s near silent footsteps slowly make their way to you.

Scarred fingers gently caress your chin as Azriel tilts your face up. He smiles at you, those hazel eyes sparkling in the fae light like hidden gems. His shadows brush through your hair and run down your arms, calming your heating skin.

“You look like you have something to ask me, sweets.” You give him an incredulous smirk, raising an eyebrow at him. “And how would you know that?” You quip back. Azriel give your chin a light squeeze, letting out a small chuckle, “Spymaster, remember?”

“How could I ever forget,” you say sarcastically. “What did you want to ask me sweets?” You lean into Azriel’s touch letting out a deep sigh.

“I just…” you were hesitant to ask him. “You can ask me anything. No judgement, I swear it.” That made you feel better already.

“Can we cuddle tonight?” Azriel’s smile widened, “Of course. I’ll always hold you when you want y/n. Is that all you wanted?” “Well yeah, but I have another request.” Azriel nodded for you to go on.

“I like skin to skin. It’s a nice feeling, to be secure and stuff,” you continue to babble but Azriel silences you with a kiss. “I know it’s hard for me to show affection but I swear to you I’m working on being better. And if this helps you, I’m happy to do it.”

You and Azriel stripped, leaving you just in your underwear. Climbing under the covers Azriel pulled you to his bare chest, wrapping an arm and wing around you.

He felt soft and warm. For the first time you felt Azriel’s hands gently roam your body. You could tell he was unsure because of his scars. But you didn’t tense or shy away from his touch. If anything it comforted you.

You wrap one arm around his neck while your free hand traces his Illyrian tattoos. As your eyelids droop your movements become slower and slower.

“G’night Az,” you mumble into his neck. “Goodnight sweets. Sweet dreams.” Azriel kisses your forehead, watching you drift off.

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I need more little reader and caregiver az 😩 my fav dynamic 🩷🩷 I would really appreciate it :)

Bad Day hc

Ddlg!Azriel x reader

A/n: I always need more of this Az he has my whole heart. Also this is totally self indulgent bc I’ve had a rough past few days

Warnings: ddlg

You’d come home exhausted from work on the verge of tears

You didn’t even bother making it to the couch you just laid down on the floor

Azriel came looking for you after he heard the door slam

He thought it was odd you didn’t come up to his office to greet him

When he found you on the floor he sat next to you, picking you up and cradling you, wrapping his wings around you for extra comfort

“Princess what’s wrong?” “Just a bad day,” you sigh out “a few bad days actually.” Az frowns. He hadn’t realized you had been struggling. He hated himself for not realizing.

Azriel would stroke your hair while gently rocking you

“I’m sorry princess. Let daddy make it better, this weekend will be just me and you. We’ll do all the things that make you happy.” That makes you smile as you rest a hand on his cheek, “sounds perfect daddy.”

That night Az made dinner, read to you, and tucked you in, telling you how much he loves you

The next morning was the start of your relaxing weekend. You didn’t have to worry about anything, Azriel had the whole weekend planned and you didn’t have to think about anything

Azriel fed you breakfast in bed and then took you to the spa, “this is supposed to be relaxing princess. So I don’t want you to even think, just relax. Daddy will be right out here waiting for you.”

After your massage and facial Azriel took you shopping

He kept an arm around you or had his hand on your back or you held his hand/fingers

Constant physical contact when you’re upset is always comforting for you. it’s just another way Az can show he’s there for you

Once you’re back at the house you take a nap with Az on the couch

You think you’re starting to feel better already but there’s this feeling you can’t shake

The next morning you sleep in while Az goes to training for a few hours but you just lay awake staring at the ceiling

When Azriel comes back you take a bath with him but you seem deflated still

After the bath you’re extra clingy with Az, you don’t even let go of him when he tries to get you guys food

Azriel was starting to get worried that you weren’t letting all of your feelings out

“Princess, tell me what’s on your mind.” He whispers while kissing your head

“I’m just tired. I just want a break, I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. I wanna stay with you daddy, where everything is perfect.” Tears start falling fast and before you know it you’re sobbing into Azriel’s chest

“It’ll be ok princess. If that’s what you want daddy will make that happen for you.” As you start to calm down Az would pick you up and you rest your head on his shoulder

It physically hurts Azriel to see you this upset. he’d do anything just to see you smile and make sure you never cry again

“I know what will make you feel better,” he says in a light tone. “What?” “Going to get ice cream.” You gasp dramatically, “before dinner? Are you sure?” “Of course I am princess. I’ll even get you your favorite flavor.”

You walk hand in hand as you walk to the ice cream parlor

Az orders for you and you sit on a bench by the Sidra enjoying your sweet treat

Everything feels calm since you came so early and it feels nice, peaceful almost

You want every day to feel like this and you knew Azriel would make it happen for you if you asked him

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Eating toast for dinner instead of cooking is better than not eating anything at all.

Using mouthwash instead of brushing your teeth is better than not taking care of your teeth at all.

Wiping yourself with a damp cloth or baby wipe instead of showering is better than not bathing at all.

Doing only one out of five assignments you need to turn in is better than not submitting anything at all.

Talking to a loved one on the phone is better than not talking to anyone at all.

Playing your favorite video game, listening to good music, or reading a book instead of "grinding" is better than not doing anything at all.

Don't beat yourself up for not being "productive enough". A little productivity is still productivity.

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Myself included tbh

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The Only Exception (Din Djarin x fem!Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!!! Ahhh here is the Din Djarin x reader fic I said I’d post. This has been sitting in my WIPs since late November/early December. This is what I was working on before I got sick. I’m so happy it’s done. I’m pretty pleased with how it turned out, although I may have written something similar to this already. It’s very much inspired by “The Only Exception,” by Paramore. I’m hoping I didn’t use this song as a title yet….Oh well. ENJOY!

Summary: Din has been wildly overprotective of you lately, but maybe it’s because there’s something lying deep below the surface that’s been threatening to bubble over…

Warnings: SMUT!!!!! 18+ Please!!! Oral (f!receiving), fingering, PIV sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), cursing, canon typical violence, Jedi!reader, Razor Crest still exists (and it’s def bigger in my head than it is in the show), praise kink, friends to lovers, angsty but fluffy and smutty dw, I only proofread like 2 times so it may be bad (it’s 3:16am…so…we die like men!), AFAB reader, uhhh I think that’s it…

Word Count: 3,078

“I swear to the Maker, if you don’t get back on the Crest now, I’m gonna-,”

Din is cut off by the sound of your lightsaber clashing through the plastoid armor of the stormtrooper to your left. You swing your saber around, showing off more than you need to. You throw it down the alleyway, feeling through the force as it cuts through another stormtrooper before finding its way back to your hand.

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Operation : Retrieving the Sex-Tape - Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader x Batkids

Synopsis : Rumors are circulating that someone stole Bruce and (Y/N) Wayne’s sex tape and is going to release it, and unfortunately… Those might not only be rumors because you and Bruce both know for a fact, a sex tape does exist. Thus is born a very important mission to steal that tape back. Includes : Begrudgingly involved kids, a certain Catwoman who’s enjoying the situation way too much, and lots of shenanigans.

This been in my head for a long time, and I suddenly felt like writing it :). I hope you’ll enjoy it, as usual comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated and motivating. And here we go for a little fun story (to get your guards super down for when I’m going to post the most devastating angst…haha) : 

TW : Innuendos, however nothing graphic. Only mention of the sex tape, nothing more. Also : curse words. 

My master list : @ella-ravenwood-archives​

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“Our parents are idiots.”  

Bruce didn’t notice you, engrossed in the files he was currently reading. 

Good. 

Because it meant that you could just stare at him without him getting all shy on you. He’d never admit it, but when you stared at him like that, he always felt flustered. And his response ? Pretending he wasn’t “getting shy” and flirting with you overtly, seducing you. 

And it worked every time. He had quite a nice way to make you stop staring…

Lost in your daydream, you were, once again, telling yourself how handsome and attractive he was wearing his reading glasses. Not many people got to see THE Bruce Wayne wearing them, he wore it only while in private, preferring contacts otherwise if need be. He only needed them to rest his eyes, and to read for long period of times. 

Glasses made him look sexy. Not that he needed it to look sexy of course, but it was a nice addition in your opinion. You loved when he looked all serious, specs on his nose, looking over intently at something (and if that something was you ? Bonus point). 

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