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(scan) SHINee x Dr.G Official Goods — Clear File
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(scan) SHINee 'Everybody' EverySing Goods — Postcards
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riaki · 6 months
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— the warmth of a home | satoru gojo x reader jjk0 setting w/ coparent teen megumi
wc: 2.2k cw: petnames, established relationship, ur megs mother figure, reader is referred to as they but u wear perfume not proofread!!
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this was just meant to be a weekday blurb like the last but oops it turned into a full fic mb
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"i'm home!"
your voice rings out as you step through the threshold of your shared home, a gentle evening breeze ushering you in as you slip your shoes off sore feet and hang your well-worn jacket up, scented flowery perfume and sweet smelling cologne mingling on the thick fabric.
it's cold out; autumn is setting in, the crisp leaves that signal the arrival of fall collecting outside your doorstep as the late weeks of october wave goodbye and usher in the first days of november, followed by a drop in temperature and thin ice that begins to crust over any wet surface.
the small hallway leads into a wide, open living room, with a corner of couches and a worn tv that hasn't screened anything in ages. there's a fuzzy throw blanket hanging over one of the couch arms, knit with patterns of cute little dogs, stuck with tongues lolling happily from their mouths. a potted plant that's clinging on to a thin thread of life you can barely sustain on the days you remember to water it sits on the coffee table, bits of soil speckling the edge of the warm clay pot as the lights overhead cast a soft glow upon the ceramic. there's a pair of black socks strewn across the tabletop- you make a mental note to give their owner a good scolding and maybe a physical touch fast for the night once you find him.
you set your bag down by the door, stepping onto the wooden floor as your feet make soft thumping noises when you cross. two pairs of keen ears pick the sounds up almost instantly, coupled by two, equally loud voices that compete for your attention.
"ah, they're back! hope they brought takeou— ow! megumi, don't yank so hard." satoru's voice comes from the bathroom, a little ways down the hall decorated with polaroids and doodles. it's promptly followed by a curt, "sorry." the words bring a smile to your face; that irritatingly singsong voice you love so much coupled by megumi's aloof and quiet.
you make your way to the door, a warm glow flooding out of the crack before you push it open wide enough to peek your head, catching a glimpse of the scene unfolding on the other side as you stifle a laugh.
satoru is propped on the edge of the bathtub, hunched to make his frame somewhat smaller and the top of his head accessible to megumi as he faces the wall, while the latter fastens a section of loosely-trimmed cream bandages over satoru's eyes, all too tight that it begins to cut into his smooth skin. there's a grimace twisting his soft lips (you know they are from constantly running a thumb over them) pink glistening from moisture under the soft daisy yellow light. megumi's hands are far too tight as they grip the strip of bandage, forcing satoru's tufts of white hair into a disheveled mess.
at the sound of the door creaking on its hinges, both of them whip their heads toward the door, megumi all but ditching the task before him as satoru hooks the bandages beneath his chin with one finger, expression softening into that lovesick grin that makes your heart pump faster against your ribcage.
"welcome back." megumi hums, straightening up to brush past you. a silent agreement passes between the two of you— you'll finish tying the bandages for satoru, while he gets some homework done.
"thank you, megs." you laughed, giving him a quick ruffle of his smooth dark hair as he bumps shoulders with you, slipping past and walking into the hallway with a disgruntled mumble at the touch. "go easy on this old man next time. i don't want to deal. with a child for the whole night," you called, stifling a laugh when you see the exaggerated hurt expression that finds its way onto satoru's face almost instantly.
a distant sound of acknowledgement from megumi finds your ears as you turn around to face your very mature and handsome husband, who's still hunched over the edge of the bathtub with his arms folded over his chest and a faux crossed expression on his face. you take a few steps towards him before you sit down on the tub beside him, legs turned out to make use of the space as you turn your head to get a good look. there's a pout on his lips, not giving an ounce of thought towards being subtle in a way that's so very him. his sparkling blue irises peek out from beneath his long lashes, the color of the clouds in the sky that slowly begin to paint pale under the shine of the setting sun.
"hey, satoru. what's got you looking so down?" you chuckled, scooting closer on the cold rim of the tub to reach out. your fingers card through his hair and you almost swoon at the way he leans into your touch, like a cat chasing for chin scratches. you push the mess of hair from his eyes to press a lazy, slow kiss to his forehead, bumping into his side. as soon as your fingers touch the first square inch of hair on his head, his arms find their way around your waist, pulling you close like he's done so many times before.
"you're so mean to me, pretty. did you call me old?" he whines, the corner of his lips downturned as he buried his head in your shoulder for a moment before pulling away to stare down at you imposingly. you only sighed, stroking his hair as you watch his lips curve up in a poorly smothered grin, cocky and smug in a way that he knows makes you want to kiss away until only a little awestruck gape remains in its wake.
"of course not, 'toru. you know i love you too much to curse you with wrinkles." you hummed, taking in the sweet look on his face dusted rosy as he looks at you.
"i should hope so," he grins, and in one swift motion, you find yourself tucked flush to his chest on his lap, one of his hands snaking up your arm to pull you close as he catches your lips with his in a sweet motion he's been anticipating since the last clingy smooch this morning. he tastes like the candy you hid away in the cabinet in an attempt to stop his sweet tooth from plowing through the time before his next dentist appointment, and you add it to your mental list of things to reprimand him for.
for now, though, you let yourself indulge- let your hand trail up his chest and around his neck, feeling his pulse beneath your thumb as you lean into him with a sigh of contentment. he's warm, familiar, and stable in a way that you've only ever found comfort in, and he's fully aware of the effect he has on you when he pulls away, puckered lips pecking your cheeks with unrestrained affection as you laugh and bat him away.
he soaks in the moment for a bit until he speaks again, with a heave and a sigh that makes him seem far too worn out for a 27 year old. "help me out, love." he sighs, motioning toward the loose bandage around his neck that threatens to slip any moment. your hands are already moving when he speaks, taking up the bunch of fabric in your fingers to push his hair back and fasten it around his eyes. you mourn a little over the loss of the sight-- his pretty blue eyes tucked away behind a wall of necessity, hidden away from the world. your shoulders sink a little and you melt into him some as you finish tying the knot, making sure it's securely fasten before you move your hands away.
you're caught mid-motion, though- his hand shoots up to grab your wrist gently, thumb gently prodding at your pulse as he tilts his head into your other hand.
"'toru? what are you doing?" you asked softly, staring down at him from your vantage point in his lap.
"baby," he starts slowly, other hand snaking around your waist to press against the small of your back, warm and steady as he presses you close to him. "do you love me?"
you're surprised. most of the time, he never broaches the area of emotions out of the blue—it's an area of vulnerability he's still not quite ready for; not quite healed enough to approach. and you understand, so you never push him to talk.
"of course i do. that's why i'm here." you reminded him, gaze snagging on the way his teeth catch his lip and chew nervously. a fleeting thought enters your mind, and for a second you almost think he might put up infinity.
it's quiet for a moment, then, and you take the moment to size him up, appraising as the light from the window above filters in, framing his face in some sort of angelic light. he really looks ethereal, you think to yourself.
then, the silence is broken.
"enough to buy me takeout?" he offers sheepishly, all apprehension vanishing as that easy smile creeps over his lips again and he clasps your hands in his, lithe and calloused fingers enveloping yours to dot your wrist and knuckles with little kisses.
you blinked, before rolling your eyes, laughing that sweet laugh he only ever teased to hear from you as you wriggled free from his grasp, sliding off his lap and standing up again before he could trap you in a hug again.
"no, satoru. but i'll make dinner with megumi and save some for when you get back. does that sound good?" you offered, looking down at him expectantly.
he smiles at that, swinging his legs over the tub to stand as well. he's tall, almost comically so— looking quite out of place under the fluorescent lights amidst pastel shampoo bottles. your eyes drift to the sink, where two bristly toothbrushes are tucked in the same cup, and you smile.
"anything made by you is great, sweetheart." he says with a cheeky grin, reveling in the soft flush that stains your face as he walks closer, cupping your face in one hand and leaning down to kiss the side of your head affectionately. he catches a whiff of your perfume, and his smirk only widens. before he can do further, though, someone clears their throat from the other side of the door, and you turn around to catch sight of a head of spiky black hair, an unamused look on his face as megumi eyes the two of you.
"why are you still here?" he sniffs, peering up at satoru with a frown. the latter just chuckles, reaching over to aggressively mess with his hair, leaving it even more disheveled and out of place as an angry protest leaves megumi. satoru skirts just out of reach of an irritated jab, throwing what you think is some sort of charming wink from beneath his white bandages at the two of you.
"seeya, love. hold the fort down while i'm gone." he calls, already halfway to the door. his steps echo in your ear as you just smile, opening the bathroom door and stepping into the hallway as megumi slides up to your side, a sour expression tugging at his lips. "don't let the rascal upset our haven." said rascal makes a face.
"be safe," you said softly, hoping he caught your unspoken wishes in those two words. judging by the way he paused at the door before hurrying back to your side to pepper you with four departing kisses— one on either cheek, the tip of your flushed nose, and on your lips-- he took the caution to heart.
"you're so cute when you worry, love." he chuckled, his laugh like a spring of rejuvenating running water that filled you with life. he took a moment to take you in again— hair slightly messy from the wind whistling outside, the tips of your ears a pleasant red and a look in your eyes he could only describe as adoration.
"don't worry. i'll always come back to you."
and with that, he was gone.
not for long, though. eventually, he'd return home to a lone kitchen light flicked on, spreading warmth onto the table below. he'd come home to the same heart-warming scene he had so many times before— slipping his bandages down his face, taking his jacket off to spread it from one of your shoulders to megumi's— you'd fallen asleep together with the window open, a chilling evening breeze filtering in as the pages of megumi's homework fluttered in the wind, frustrated scribbles smudged against the crinkled paper underneath his elbows as he slept. you were by his side, too— cozy and exhausted, soft little breaths leaving your lips every now and then. times like this brought him a simple joy; the happiness of having a home to come back to, a family with handmade dinner gone cold on the table as it waited for him, a trio who could support one another and provide the love that each person had been missing.
there would never be anything he'd want more than this simplicity.
he ends up dumping megumi on the couch before carrying you bridal style towards your shared bedroom.
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extra: u and megumi cook pasta tgt :3
my (riaki) stuff. don’t repost and/or plagiarize!
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Hubristic Assholes Tourney Round 1 Part 3b
Gregory House (House MD) vs Starscream (Transformers)
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(This poll is inclusive of any version of Starscream)
Propaganda below cut (Beware spoilers!)
House
A medical genius, but when he's bored he ruins his own life, and he's ALWAYS bored.
Starscream
He's an egomaniac and he gets humbled constantly because his schemes to overthrow his boss never fucking work; he gets called a stiletto-wearing creep at some point in transformers prime, and he threw his boss out the window a few times. he's the smartest idiot and also he's killed many
He consistently attempts to overthrow Megatron and then gets beat up for it, but mainly I’m submitting him for what he does in the movie. Okay so Megatron is injured yeah. He and a bunch of other decepticons are traveling in a shuttle but they gotta get rid of some weight to go faster They toss out some of the more generic guys. And then Starscream somehow manages to convince everybody that he should throw Megs out too LATER Starscream is throwing himself a coronation and Megatron (now Galvatron) shows up and murders him Also he does become a ghost and then manages to trick Unicron (robot Satan) into making him a new body Transformers Prime he also manages to fuck up. He quit the Decepticons because Megs almost killed him because of a failed assassination attempt. Autobots end up finding him and are gonna give him a chance for redemption and whatnot. Arcee is the one guarding him. Arcee has lost two partners, one from Airachnid, second from Starscream. Starscream only knows about the one he killed, Arcee does not know that he killed him. They’re talking about their shared hatred for Airachnid and Arcee is like “she killed my partner” and Starscream, an absolute idiot, goes “SHES TAKING CREDIT FOR THAT NOW TOO?” Arcee almost kills him, he almost kills Arcee, gets away. Bro is now factionless Mostly submitting for the g1 stuff 👍 He is a horrid asshole and I love him very much; Starscream is consistently dealing with the consequences of his own actions Here he is, almost killing Megatron and becoming leader, then getting murdered by Megatron at his coronation https://youtu.be/qaNWmd_QyA0?si=CXpM1X5_j5g6ZacI He then becomes a ghost. And then. Tricks robot Satan into giving him a new body. Even though he is way more powerful as a ghost. He is so awful and I love him
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kirkwall-idiot · 8 days
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I started rewatching House MD with some friends and I remembered something that immediately I tought it was just a weird dream but now that I have checked I can confirm that it is indeed real so I have to share it with the world.
I present to everyone the official 2009 Italian Mickey Mouse House MD parody:
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With Mickey as House, Goofy as Foreman, Horace as Chase, Clarebelle as Cameron and Minnie as Cuddy. Sadly there is no Wilson in this version because I guess that the writer shipped House and Cuddy.
The only things I actually remember about this story was that someone was trying to buy the hospital and Dr. Mouse saves it and then the whole team plus Cuddy ended up crashing in a helicopter and found themself on the island from Lost.
Now for some little extra things from the story:
Here we have Dr. Mouse making his entrance in the hospital as he does everyday
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And here he is talking to a patient
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(Translation: Mouse "Good sir, would you be so kind as to tell us were you live, so that we can ransack your house for your own good" Patient, screaming in anger, "I DON'T THINK SO").
Hope everyone liked this look into the beautiful world of italian disney comics (I swear we have some good ones and I might post about them one day if I find the copies of Topolino were they are or if I ever re-read through PK)
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user-darkxwolf17 · 6 months
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Walking to class
@a-good-darrenod
*at her locker*
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(scan) SHINee World VI Perfect Illumination MD — Postcard Book Onew Ver.
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venomousnakes · 9 months
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(scan) SHINee 'Everybody' EverySing Goods — Postcards
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lazybakerart · 29 days
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wilson paid 15k to bail house out of jail. the symmetry. the parallels y’all.
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ammonitetheseaserpent · 3 months
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So uh
D. do you like my DD character. Ya like Q
Cause I have more. I have 3 more.
My brain fed the first two to me a few days ago, one after the other, and a third one today.
Help me.
- Serial Designation XET (pronounced ‘zhet’). She’s spiritualistic; believes in fate, life after death, and astrology (parts of it, at least). She’s def killed humans before. Also she has a grappling hook.
- Serial Designation H8. He is an ABSOLUTE goblin, and has a similar sort of trollish punk energy to Adam from HH. He’s in a squad (or duo, more accurately) w/ XET, who’s the leader. Also he has one of those really annoying-looking parrying daggers and likes using blunt-force weapons (he’s a bit sadistic).
- They have a sort of… tenuously peaceful relationship with a colony of workers; the duo will protect them from threats when the need arises, but they’re still very much threats themselves.
- They’re sort of like really close siblings; they squabble and compete but are ride-or-die.
- Also, even though Q has never formally been part of a squad, I imagine she’s met and spent time around these two at some point.
- Serial Designation BZ (also known as Byterfly). He’s a librarian in a worker colony (whether or not it’s the same one XET and H8 hang around remains to be seen). So storytime: earlier today I had an idea of making buglike designs for the canon DDs as a reference to the whole ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’ thing, and later when I got the idea for BZ I originally imagined them as another standard, humanoid DD, but then I said ‘screw it, I’m doing something different’ and decided to combine my previous idea w/ this one. So now BZ’s a big, sentient drone-sized bug-bot who someone probably made back at the manor and got infected by the Solver along w/ everyone else, and now they have the stinger & wings & weapon-arms.
- Also I wanted to play w/ the idea of a DD who’s averse to killing and tries to scavenge their oil as much as possible, so. BZ gets someone to fix up his cooling system at some point and yee. now he’s a librarian. He also speaks German sometimes and has a mild German accent.
Also yee I’m currently drawing all of these
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protoctist · 8 months
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wilson slipping antidepressants into house's coffees......... house slipping amphetamines into wilson's coffee........... all because they refuse to admit to each other they're mentally ill.......... me and who
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marc--chilton · 4 months
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anyways i just think it's crazy how house is more strongly affected by delivering news to patients that their diagnosis means death vs wilson, who literally works with Cancer patients, who is a little more desensitized to it. but yeah
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watmalik · 4 months
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I dreamt about a nursing student/nurse Wilson x Dr House AU, so I needed for it to become real (in a way) 😭
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