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n4m3l3ss-c10wn · 1 day
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Doing research on burns for a fanfic I'm working on
Apparently it's very common for patients to have permanent nerve damage, one of the examples being the loss of the sense of touch.
The angst I can write with this- good thing Calupoh's hands weren't burned- but his back was. So technically, he wouldn't be able to feel anything if someone patted him on the back or maybe he's just laying on the bed, partially asleep and reader idk lays on his back about to fall asleep too, but Calupoh can't feel anything on his- his uhhh... Back, but he can still feel being touched in some parts of his arms and mostly legs 😭😭😭
SO HE AIN'T ACTUALLY ABLE TO BE CUDDLED FROM BEHIND NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT
My brain isn't braining, sorry for any nonsense I typed 💀💀💀
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temeyes · 5 months
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biker ghost? biker ghost.
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the-raindeer-king · 2 months
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Price and Simon are the type of guys to use their partner as an excuse to get out of social situations.
Like Johnny trying to convince Simon to go to the bar after work? Sorry, can't, he's got plans with his love.
Does he actually have plans with you? No, you're probably just at home watching TV. But Simon would much rather spend the evening with you, watching shitty TV.
Price will use you as an excuse to go home early. They just barely got to the pub an hour ago, and he's already over it. There's a rowdy group of guys at the bar, and Price already had a headache walking in.
So when he gets a text from you, asking how it's going, he takes it as a sign. He tells the others he's got to go, the missus/husband needs him at home.
And you're not going to question why he came home early with take out. A quiet night at home together is far more favorable anyway.
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brucewaynesslut · 3 months
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♡ Someone tell me that they don't look the same.
♡it's literally him in animal form.
♡he's so adorable!!
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morthern · 5 months
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Roachin'
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a-gromova · 6 months
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Going Dark
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ramvur · 3 months
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worried
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garbagegrave · 5 months
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LISTEN HERE. MONSTER!KONIG LIKE THE ALIENS FROM "EDGE OF TOMORROW"
I mean..Uh.. THE CONCEPT
Konig's tentacles are located as if by a second layer of muscles under the skin, having their own relief.
They can stretch out and tighten back under the skin like the horns of a snail uwu
What's in full monster form? well....
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helenedraws · 3 months
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I forgot to post this.... late Christmas post. Sorry :D
I got some prompts over on twitter, this was one of them.
Please read this great fanfic inspired by this!
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katsudoodles · 2 months
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Fixed MWIII 👌🏻
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azucarera-art · 1 year
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redrew that one cutscene from memory
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vvh1sk3y · 2 years
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johnny “soap” mactavish & simon “ghost” riley
modern warfare 2 (2022)
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temeyes · 4 months
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feeling way too deeply for him again
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blingblong55 · 2 months
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Perfect imperfection- John Price// Simon Riley
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Photo credits: @ave661
Based on a request: Hi! can you please maybe do price or simon w a reader who gave birth to a child with some sort fo dissability or sickness and when reader and simon/price goes out reader sees a happy family and reader starts to feel insecure that they couldn't give price/simon the "perfect family" and price/simon is like oh no u and the kid are already perfect and ill beat up who ever made you feel insecure
---- F!Reader, established!relationship, mum!reader, dad!price, dad!ghost, fluff, baby with a disability/sickness, comfort ----
A/N: didn't tag those in my list since I wasn't sure they'd be comfortable with this one
Price:
It was a long day today. After your daughter was born, it had become a routine to go on walks. Even on days when she would make you stay up later than usual, a walk was a must.
Now, John walks hand in hand with you, his beautiful wife, through the bustling streets, your newborn daughter cradled in her stroller. Isn't she so beautiful? The soft coos and occasional giggles from the baby filled the air with a sense of warmth and joy. But beneath that happiness lingered a layer of worry, a shadow that casts the knowledge that your precious daughter was born with a disability.
As you three stroll along, you can't help but notice the curious glances and sympathetic looks from passersby. Each stare felt like a dagger to your heart, a reminder of your daughter's differences. You try and push away the feelings of insecurity, but they claw at you, threatening to overwhelm your fragile confidence.
"John," you whisper, your voice tinged with uncertainty, "do you ever…feel like she's not…normal?" What a question.
John stops in his tracks, turning to face you with a gentle smile. He reaches out, gently brushing a stray lock from your face.
"Y/N, listen to me," he says, his voice soft but firm. "Our daughter is perfect, just the way she is. Her uniqueness doesn't make her any less beautiful or valuable. She's a miracle, a blessing in our lives."
Tears well up in your soft eyes as you look into your husband's loving gaze. At that moment, she felt a surge of gratitude for the unwavering support he offered, even in the face of your insecurities.
And this was usual at times, he knew best that when they had run tests when you were pregnant, and you had been informed about your daughter's disability something in you doubted carrying the pregnancy. He knew you didn't like to announce your pregnancy anywhere you went. Instead of having that beautiful look all pregnant women had, your face was dull. It wasn't that you would hate that precious angel you carried but rather you were scared for if anyone besides John and you would appreciate her in this world.
How could anyone ever hate this precious baby? How can anyone not want to hold her and squeeze her chubby little face?
"But what if…" you trail off, unable to voice your deepest fears.
He gently takes your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "We'll face whatever comes our way, together," he promised. "And no matter what, our love for her will never waver. She may be different, but she's still our little miracle."
With his words echoing in your mind, you feel a newfound sense of strength and resolve. You wipe your tears away, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
"You're right," you say, your voice steadier now. "I'm sorry for….doubting this, I'm just scared," you mention and he cups your face. "I know, doll," he kisses your forehead and smiles, his eyes falling upon his sweet princess. "Let's get her home soon, her mum is about to have a dinner date soon," he smiles.
As you continue your walk, the weight of the insecurities feels as if they are slowly leaving you. In the embrace of his love, you slowly find the courage to block away the what-ifs.
At this moment, your little family was perfect. As it's always been.
Ghost:
Simon Riley, renowned for his bravery and resilience on the battlefield, found himself facing a new kind of challenge at home: parenthood. His days of clandestine operations and covert missions had taken a backseat to the joys and responsibilities of being a father. Together, with you, he now takes the journey of being a dad to his son, that little ray of sunshine amidst the chaotic world he lives in.
Your son, however, was born with a condition that makes him different from other babies. As you two navigate through doctor's appointments and endless nights of worry, Simon and you find yourselves grappling with insecurities that were never anticipated.
One sunny afternoon, as you both stroll around through the park with your daughter cradled in Simon's arms, you can't shake off the feeling of inadequacy gnawing at your heart. You watch other parents with their perfectly healthy babies, and a wave of self-doubt washes over you.
"Simon," you murmur, "do you ever wish things were different? That our baby wasn't… like this?"
Simon halts, his eyes gentle yet firm as he meets yours. "Hey," he whispers, his free hand reaching out to caress your cheek, "our baby is perfect the way he is. And you, my love, are the most incredible mother he could ever ask for."
Tears well up in your eyes as you listen to his reassuring words. "But… he's not like other babies," you choke out.
there is one thing besides being a soldier that Simon is and that is a father, a proud one at that.
He presses a tender kiss to your cheek. "And that is what makes him special," he declares. "He's unique, just like his beautiful mum. We're a family, and our love for this baby is stronger than the nasty stares from those other parents. Plus, I doubt their baby is as cool as ours," he smiles.
What other baby makes their parents laugh at the cute little stuff they do? What other husband is as amazing as him?
His words were a balm to your wounded spirit, easing the burden of doubt that weighs heavily on your shoulders.
You nod and rest your forehead on his shoulder.
Why must just being this close to him be so comforting? He is precious, isn't he? They are both precious.
This is gorgeous.
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shkretart · 1 year
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Cod sketches...
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morthern · 3 months
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Redraw of that one House.md scene
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