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codychristiantreasures · 3 months

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#cody christian #my husband everyone #unbelievably gorgeous #sorry I’m delayed. Tumblr locked me out 🙃#asher adams #all american #theo raeken #teen wolf #codychristianedit #cody christian edit #mike montgomery #pll #lil update

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blitheringbongus · 5 months

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ELIAS ENRAGED PLZ

I know this probably isn’t what you imagined but-

POV: you insulted his potatoe salad

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m0rtisxfuchs · 3 months

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SLASH LH

#my husband everyone #he’s referring to my sona btw #I need to post more about him #I love my husband regardless < 3

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willalove75 · 7 months

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what if you just totally ripped a fat fuckin fart right now? Would you maybe wanna give your husband a kiss on the lips when he comes home from work or something? Idk.... could be pretty dope. Nice butt😌❤️

Okay I genuinely don't know who the first one was, and it was confirmed that it wasn't you, BUT I KNOW FOR A FUCKING FACT THIS IS YOU, HUSBAND LMFAOOOOO

I didn't even get to the second sentence of this ask before I FUCKING CLOCKED YOU FOR THIS HAHAHAHA

This is the LAST TIME I send you an ask I get on this god-forsaken app😂😂😂

#willalove75 #god help me #this website is fucking chaotic #my husband everyone

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mizzztery · 9 months

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#lmao #vergil #devil may cry #devil may shitpost #dirty white boy #my husband everyone

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unhingedselfships · 11 months

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"Fuckin' Keanu man. He makes me sick. He's a pretty man. He's smart, he's kind, he's talented. He's like, perfect. It fuckin' makes me sick."

#rambles #my husband everyone

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slyserval · 4 months

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me: *says one thing*

bf: “you mean-“ *says same thing worded differently

me: “i just said that.”

bf: “no you didn’t.”

#smooth brain #i cant with him #my husband everyone #frustrated #Imma slap him

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angelshimaa · 5 months

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he deserves all my love and all the hugs and all the forehead kisses this world has to offer

#— rambles ⋆·ʚ⁺#MY HUSBAND EVERYONE

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fushiguroshotwife · 7 months

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Hate it sm when girls (to my men) are like “i can fix him 😭” like bitch my mans need no fixing

he's. already. perfect. to. me.

Like you even could bruh (plus their hotter like that???)

Yeah no offense I'm just rude sometimes so pardon me please darlings.

#There's so many sides to me #Sometimes I just get mood changes #toji fushiguro #my husband everyone #my husband <333 #･ﾟ 🎀 ꪜꫀ𝕣ꪮꪀⅈᥴꪖ ડρꫀꪖ𝕜ડ ! ❢ 🎀 ﾟ･

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mazikomo · 2 years

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Here's ur present

What, no delivery?

#my husband everyone #ask

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shoomlah · 7 months

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I have a feeling that beneath the little halo on your noble head There lies a thought or two the devil might be interested to know You're like the finish of a novel that I'll finally have to take to bed You fascinate me so

You Fascinate Me So, Blossom Dearie

#good omens #gomens #good omens s2 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #my art #made with stolen time over the course of two extremely busy months but I'm so glad its done #Aziraphale's reading a first folio obviously #cones of dunshire voice: it's about the DETAILS #extremely excited to introduce everyone to this song about DEEPLY YEARNING for someone who annoys the hell out of you #its a banger

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bingothedingo666 · 1 month

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Some snakey fluff for your Sunday.

Inspired by this tweet.

#aziraphale has no plans to delete the post #everyone must know how adorable his husband is #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #fluff #my art #fanart

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nariism · 9 months

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neuvillette is aware that he shouldn’t have let you get so close. but he did, and now he’s lamenting the fact that your hands are grasping at his soft horns — his fucking horns, of all places — and he might like it.

uptight and strait-laced, you’ve never known the chief justice to be someone so easily flustered. yet here he is with heat crawling up his neck, so warm that you can feel it against your palms as they ghost over his skin.

you can’t help but laugh at his current situation.

he was vehemently against you coming anywhere near his hair at first, grumbling about how his horns were on the sensitive side and he would rather not have to go into work feeling uncomfortably aware of their presence on his head.

however, you were hard to deny with that little smile on your face and such soft hands grabbing at his arms, tugging him closer. a sweet voice chanting, "please, honey? pretty please?"

neuvillette has never been good at denying you what you want.

it’s how he ends up sitting at your shared vanity. you comb through his long hair, watching him with amusement in the mirror as he huffs and jolts with every brush of your fingers against his horns.

the fact that he was letting you get anywhere near them was surely a testament to his trust in you. he was completely vulnerable here, at your mercy.

“sorry,” you mumble disingenuously, clearly enjoying seeing your usually serious husband falling apart with a simple action. you quickly tie off the end of his hair with a bow and he sighs in relief, thinking that the torment is over.

it's far from over.

he draws a sharp breath when you lean forward and press two gentle kisses on him; one on either side of his head just beside his horns.

neuvillette glowers at you in the reflection, disapproval written all over his face. "stop that," he scolds.

you do, but only because you're worried he might melt into a puddle before your very eyes if you continue.

it becomes a daily routine after that, with him sitting patiently in front of the mirror while you brush and tie off his hair. and you always end it the same way: two kisses, a soft "have a good day at work," murmured against him, and a mischievous little smile that makes him sigh.

he responds everyday with the same two words. "stop that," with a narrow-eyed glare.

the day you do stop, he's confused and irritated.

not only because you have the audacity to throw a wrench into routine again, which you know he hates, but also because he can't figure out why he misses your lips so much.

"what are you doing? i am going to be late."

"hm?" you peer up lazily from your spot on the bed, still half asleep.

"you have to do my hair."

"i thought you didn't want me to, so i slept in today."

your husband is eerily silent for a moment as he mulls over your words. then, he carefully perches himself on the edge of the bed, back turned to you expectantly and still wordless.

no, he would never admit he likes it just a little bit — the vulnerability, the trust, the feeling of your hands threading through his hair, the intimacy of it. hell no.

but neuvillette doesn't have to say a lot of things for you to understand; not when the way his skin heats up says it all; not when you're the first person to touch his horns in centuries; not when he’s saying stop that with such an affectionate glimmer in his eyes.

you give him four kisses that morning, two on either side.