very desperate for insight on how you imagine the relationship between manny and danny playing out. who fell first, who asked out who, etc etc.
ok i might as well post this ship meme thing i did for funsies a few weeks back that i never felt like posting bc ive always thought of adding more notes to it but um anyways
to elaborate on the "fated to die for a loved one" part, thats based off what I read about what Jorge Gutierrez said about what would happen to Manny in the future, and apparently he said how he would die protecting Frida... so I imagine that being the canon universe outcome, and if that event had to be carried over to the TigerGhost universe. :) They're very much doomed yaoi to me im sorry
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#27 with art if you feel so inclined! :) 🖤 please and thank you!
Sure thing!
Prompt: Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
Warnings: Established relationship, divorced Art Donaldson, smooches
"Did you eat already? I'm so fricking hungry," You grumble, leaving your suitcase by the door and striding toward the kitchen.
"Yeah, I ate."
"How's your shoulder?"
"It's fine."
"Are you sure?" You glance back at him from the kitchen. "Ken said you mentioned that it was stiff."
Art doesn't answer for a moment, eyes sweeping across your face. You watch him glance even lower before he shakes his head a little.
"It loosened up."
"If you're sure," You turn back to the sink, cranking on the faucet to wash your hands. "Don't push it if you don't have to."
"I won't."
"How did Lily's uh—Career day go?"
"It went fine. C'mere."
"Her teacher was so excited you could make it, I mean, so happy." You shut the sink off, plucking up the dishtowel to dry your hands before turning to the fridge. "Like, jazzed. I know no one uses that word anymore, but she was jazzed. Did you eat already?"
"I told you I did. C'mere."
"She's always been the coolest kid in the third grade in my opinion, but now it's official. Like—Peer official. Like, blue tick, you know?" You eye the contents of the fridge. "Are you hungry?"
"I just said I ate."
"No, right—Sorry. My mind's like," You shake your head. "I'm trying to slow down and catch up at the same time."
"Baby."
"I'm all jet-lagged and just jacked up. Fucking hate conferences."
"Baby."
"Yeah?"
"Look at me."
You turn your head from the fridge, raising your brows at the sight of Art's small, amused smile.
"...What?"
"Come here," He laughs, holding his hand out. You close the fridge, rounding the counter slowly and eyeing Art with suspicion.
"What's that look for?" You ask.
"I'm not giving you any kind of look."
"Yes you are."
"I am not."
"I know that face, mister."
He chuckles, taking hold of your hand once you're close enough, tugging you down. You lower yourself over him, straddling his thighs and settling in as his arms curl around your waist. He leans up, sucking a gentle kiss to your neck. You bite your lip, shifting slightly as his hands curl in the fabric of your shirt.
"...Are we picking Lily up from practice tomorrow?" You ask as your mind races.
"Tashi's got her," Art mumbles, the hum of it vibrating against your skin.
"Okay, good. I mean—Not good like—I've got some errands to run and I have to wash my clothes from the trip. I don't wanna mess up her schedule."
Art groans, tipping his head back and leaning away. You frown, pouting.
"What's wrong?"
Art lets his head loll to look up at you, a pout forming on his lips.
"You've been at a hundred since you walked through the door."
"I've got things on my mind."
"I can tell."
"Alright—" You groan, beginning to lean away, but Art's arms tighten around you, leaning up and pressing his chest against yours.
"I missed you," He murmurs. You wilt a little, raising your hands to cup his cheeks.
"I missed you, too."
"Yeah?"
"Mhm."
"Because I'm feeling very neglected."
Art grins as you break into a laugh, leaning up and brushing a kiss along the underside of your jaw.
"You poor thing," You coo, turning your head. He catches your lips with his, sliding a hand up to your nape to guide your kisses as you sink down against him.
"...Art?" You mumble against his lips.
"Mm."
"I...Missed this...And you..."
"Mhm."
"But I am starving."
"Pizza'll be here in ten."
You grin, leaning back to look at him.
"You didn't."
"Course I did." His hand slides around your neck, knuckles brushing against your jaw.
"You're gonna spoil me rotten, Donaldson."
"Or die trying."
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princess we know pogue!rafe is mean to reader because she's kook and normal rafe is mean to puppy because she's pogue so what happens when it's pogue!rafe × puppyyyy
it’s kind of similar but he’s more accepting of her. still rough and wants her to behave herself but he treats her like she’s someone who belongs with him if that makes any sense ?? walks her around with a hand at the scruff of her neck and gives her little slaps when she deserves it but at the end of the day, he’ll stand proudly beside her — pointing at the crowd as they pass saying something like “y’see all these people? they don’t mean anything, alright. it’s me and you against everyone. no one’s gonna take care of you like me, yeah? s’just us, baby.” while puppy nods along ^_^
he helps her a lot — helps her get a job, encourages her to be something and do something with her life, kind of like the poguey mentor she needs …… complains and is angsty n sometimes rude but he gives her every last dime he’s got, manhandles her into her clothes when she’s too sleepy to get ready for work, lectures her whilst he brushes her teeth. he wants the best for her but can’t show it too good
he does think she’s a lil cutie though really. she works her silly little icecream shop job whilst he goes out and does hard manual labour and at the end of the day he lets her climb all over him excitedly rambling about the new flavours, smelling vaguely of strawberry shortcake icecream whilst he’s exhausted n still covered in grime from the building site ….. aaa i kinda luv them
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im trans (ftm) so we're trans in opposite directions, but do you have any advice?
"men" and "women" look very similar. the main difference in their appearance, really, is that they're socially trained to groom themselves differently (stuff down to the type of soap you're expected to buy), and thus have differetly constructed appearances.
if, from birth, you had been getting "boy haircuts", and "boy clothes", and only did things that boys were taught to do to maintain their hygiene, you'd already look pretty boyish. thus, make it a priority to learn "boy hygiene" routines and you'll find that masc follows.
same goes in the opposite direction. "girl hygiene" includes stuff like shaving, tweezing, makeup, moisturizing, and typically a lot more hair maintenance.
im a little high so this is more of a perspective to consider than advice.
i guess my advice is to consider that perspective.
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