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sisterofficerlucychen · 2 months
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sos pls! visual moments that friends and family have been 👀 @ chenford to one another or directly to tim/lucy?? are there any more other than these:
jackson and nolan during their last shift as rookies when lucy talks about what she has planned for her last shift with tim
jackson and tamara with lucy's reaction to tim having a new rookie
grey and nyla sharing a look when lucy spots tim at wopez wedding
nolan and harper when lucy says she has to text tim that they're gonna beat him in the treasure hunt
angela staring at lucy when she jokes that tim wasn't going to be the only one getting married
angela asking tim if he has feelings for lucy
tamara teasing lucy about kissing tim
angela looking at bailey when tim asks lucy if she's okay during the blackout at nolan's
genny saying that they make such a great team during little league
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cinnamoneve · 9 months
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𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐲.
idolatry \ īˈdälətrē \ (n.) - extreme admiration, love, or reverence for something or someone.
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❆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gojo satoru x fem!reader ❆ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: your boyfriend just makes the perfect wedding date ❆ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: reader is wearing a dress, is called beautiful, shorter than gojo, reader drinks alcohol ❆ 𝐰𝐜: 1.8k ❆ 𝐚/𝐧: you are all subject to me writing self indulgent fics ♡ currently stuck at an airport for a wedding tomorrow and this man would look so fine in a suit (also i Would Like to marry him). anyways i love you thank you for reading !!!
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any excuse gojo satoru had to dress up and take the night off, he’d eat up.
you offhandedly mentioned to your boyfriend that you had a family wedding coming up. fortunately, you were given the opportunity to bring a plus one–and you knew just the man for the occasion.
“should we match? and coordinate our outfits?”
“it’s not high school prom, satoru. we don’t have to match”
he didn’t know. while his life had been very well lived in his 28 years, attending a wedding hadn’t been crossed off his list yet. he’d secretly hoped that the first one he would attend would be yours, with him standing across from you to seal in your devotion to one another for the rest of your lives.
but alas, he can’t get what he wants this time.
while he’s met your family here and there, this will be the first full-scale event where you’re hard launching your boyfriend into the family. it’s a lot at once. for a normal person, it’d be overwhelming. but most weren’t people-oriented the way your boyfriend was.
“can you at least tell me the color of your dress?”
“it’s green”
“green suit then. got it.”
reading your body language and glare burning the back of his head, satoru was quick to write it off as ‘kidding!’ of course you believed him, but half of your brain told you not to.
you had almost forgotten about it all until the day of the event, when satoru picked up his suit from the dry cleaner. you tried to steal a peek underneath the white bag, but he playfully swatted you away with a “nuh-uh.” you pushed it from your mind and continued to get ready.
satoru’s cologne was always the indication that it was time to go. subtle yet overwhelming, the musky scent filled the air of any room he walked into. it felt like he applied enough so everyone could smell it, but you could only appreciate it if you were buried into his neck. it sucked you in and was warm enough to feel like an embrace. when you could hear him applying his cologne, the scent came moments later, and so did the nerves.
usually in uniform or in sweatpants, rarely could satoru go all out and dress to the nines. you’ve only been lucky to see it once or twice, but never to this extent.
you walked out of the bathroom to meet him, and man, he looked good. it took everything in you to remember the commitment you made to your family and your rsvp instead of staying home and jumping him there.
in his black suit, he definitely cleaned up well. the black suit only contrasted his snow-white hair, which matched into the white button-up he paired underneath. after the first wave of nerves and infatuation passed, you were relieved to note he wasn’t wearing a full-green suit like he’d teased. the harder you looked, though, you could see glimpses of yourself and his love woven in the outfit. a green pocket square, a thin green tie, and even socks to match.
he even matched his cufflinks to the type of metal your jewelry was.
gosh, he was so perfect sometimes, it infuriated you. this time, you could let it pass. maybe just this once.
he let out a whistle when his eyes met yours.
“you look beautiful, love”
“you don’t look so bad yourself, satoru”
“oh don’t be mean, you were practically drooling over there”
“shut up,” you laughed. he pulled you into a kiss to meet your giggles halfway. he just loved to kiss you when you were smiling, just so he could taste how happy he made you.
satoru wore his happiness on his sleeve; probably more, if there was even a phrase for it. you could hear that he was smiling when he talked. he would smile while kissing you, which would always pull and curl his lips in a way that made you melt. he was so unapologetically and irrevocably in love with you, and the best way to show it was with his smile–in any way he could.
he pulled your hand close, placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles, and led you outside to the car. opening the door for you like the gentleman he was, you feigned a “wow, thank you, baby” to make him feel so chivalrous, as if he doesn’t do it every time
and you did the same, as you always had, when he opened the door for you at the venue. he took your hand so tenderly in his as you walked inside.
the ceremony was intimate, so you and most of the party were only attending the reception. satoru was already confused by the proceedings and this didn’t help his case.
“so they’re already married? they already kissed the bride? we missed the vows?”
“yes, love,” was the only way you could answer. it was almost a soft launch into a wedding for him. no formalities of ceremonies that were following any specific practice or culture, just dancing and alcohol with a side of celebrating love.
boy, you needed a drink. gojo had a million questions about family members he hadn’t seen in a while, how they were, and if they would remember him.
you both made your rounds during the cocktail hour to greet old and new friends and family. always the social butterfly, satoru seemed to command every conversation and have everyone feel included and heard.
he had a certain air about him that made anyone he was talking to seem like the most important person in the world. he was an avid listener, eye-contact enthusiast, and lover of remembering details about people. oh, you told him you were looking to vacation in europe last time he saw you? best believe he’d ask if you’ve gotten there yet.
because he was driving, satoru drank just enough to get him loose. meanwhile, family events made you slam drink after drink. something about all your family in a dance hall with an open bar just spoke to you.
the rest of the night flowed as it usually did. you had found your seats with some of your favorite family members, and gojo made a point to sit as close to you as he could.
it was one of your favorite things about him. he unconsciously always scoots his chair closer to you, so at least your legs would be touching. such a clingy man–he’d die before anyone at that table but you knew it though.
so under the table his affection stayed, in the form of foot taps and unconscious shapes drawn on your thigh as he talked to one of your cousin’s boyfriends.
the alcohol had made you a little spacey before the reception truly kicked off. the couple had their first dance, and afterwards, all the couples in the room were invited to share it with them.
satoru giggled at you.
“why are you looking at me like that”
“i just think you’re pretty, satoru”
he slowly stood up and adjusted his suit jacket.
“if you wanted to ask me to dance, you could’ve just asked. there’s no need to be shy about it, baby”
maybe it was the alcohol, but something about satoru tonight made your heart skip a few beats. it did turn you a little shy, you realized. you felt the blush creeping up your face as he grabbed your hand.
“may i have this dance?”
so lame. it was so lame. so cliche, overdone, movie-esque…the list can go on. normally, you would’ve faked a gag at this line. he loved to pull out the cheesy lines to make you squirm.
nothing came out this time. you just looked at him with your cheeks hot, shyly looking away as you rose to meet him.
satoru led you to the dance floor before putting his hand on your waist with your clasped hands at your sides. you found yourself buried into his chest, listening to his heartbeat in line with the slow song playing in the background. the music seemed to fade out of your mind as it felt like the two of you were the only people on the dance floor.
he kept the pace (and kept you upright) as the two of you stepped back and forth with one another, bodies falling into each other to the tune of the song.
his cologne was intoxicating. something about it made your heart soar. you wanted to get ready with him for the rest of your lives. stupid how something as simple as whatever he decided to spray had you wanting it to be your reminder of plans every time you made them. you hoped that scent would be your own personal alarm every time you and satoru had somewhere to go. hell, you’d make plans if it meant he’d fill up the house with this little piece of himself.
“what do you think our wedding will be like?”
the vibration of satoru’s chest with his question pulls you out of your thoughts.
you think about it for a bit. you wondered what the two of you would be like by then. it could be tomorrow or in five years–either way, you wouldn’t be the same as you are now. just the thought alone made you excited.
you were in love with him, definitely. in love with who he was about to be, in love with who he was when you met him. who he was when he woke up this morning, yesterday, last week, and who he’ll be tomorrow. it was all unknown. but not a scary unknown, no; it was comforting that you two grew adjacently to one another, yet, together.
that’s love, you realized. maybe it’s not sharing your first dance among your friends and family, or standing face-to-face professing your vows, or wearing white or taking some seal to honor and love each other for as long as you live.
it was something in-between, something unwritten; hidden between open car doors and cufflinks.
you would dance with him as long as you could, though. at least you had known that for sure. happiness with satoru must be between slow dancing together, wondering when he’d pull you close and dip you, each time pretending he was going to drop you because he thought it was funny, just to kiss you when he pulled you back up. or maybe when he’d twirl you off his hand, stealing a glimpse at the way your eyes stayed on him while you slowly spun.
the rest of the night was incredibly uneventful. satoru danced with all of your aunties and your mother, stealing them away to tell them how beautiful they looked so they’d feel loved.
maybe it was the alcohol clouding your mind, or maybe it was the most sober thought you’d had all night, but like satoru, you found yourself wishing that the next wedding you go to would be your own.
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bimbobaggins69 · 4 months
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tell me I’m pretty so we can make out already 💋
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anantaru · 1 year
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i just know kaeya cries himself to sleep every night at the fact that he‘s the cavalry captain in a city without horses
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crowkip · 15 days
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i just found out one of u tipped me abt a month ago and i dont know who u are but if u see this just know that i love u so so so dearly
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hooned · 6 months
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❪       💿      ❫       𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂: 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿 𝟸 !  /   by hooned  .
all videos included 1080p web-dl ; pls take out with credits ♡ everything is greatly appreciated, likes & reblogs. ( i can offer free paid weverse content download assistance just dm me !! )
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yuukimiyas · 8 months
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i’m your fool forever, you little heartbreaker ✧‧˖⁺‧₊˚
i had the absolute pleasure of getting my very first commission done by the ever so lovely @ekkurea ꒰ ˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱ she executed my vision PERFECTLY & i couldn’t be happier with the final results!! thank you SO SO SO much again!! ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১ i HIGHLY recommend you guys check out her other works!!
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witchklng · 2 years
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actually gehn they hate you for all the atrocities, but sure keep telling yourself that it’s because of the ytram pipe frog bong
inspired by x
alternate version under the cut:
**i decided to have katran drag gehn in the actual post, but i had to include this version as well**
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because nothing is funnier than gehn's own mother dunking on him
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favoritejohn · 2 years
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this is not johnny this is professor suh youngho
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spiderr-cakezzz · 3 months
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Idk if this is the correct way to request genders, but could you please make a funfetti gender flag if you havent already :3
Of course! ૮꒰⌒ᆺ⌒꒱ა I was actually going to make a Funfetti flag mainly for myself whenever I decided to post the other xenogender flags I'm working on, but I'm glad someone else would actually want it! ♡ ^^ /pos /gen
(This is a good way to request genders, also! :3  It's what mostly everyone else has been doing when they send in a request (from what I've seen), so I'm just guessing it's correct ^^)
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jgracie · 24 days
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https://pin.it/3GzgzmnDF
smartie and jj for your consideration
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anon…. u and i are actually in Sync because this is the pic that started jj and smartiepants 🥳 it’s the header for my first ever post ab them .. if my blog was a house this would be hung on the first wall u see as soon as u walk in 😣
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popponn · 4 months
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hello this is the writer of the devour me that rin fic that u reblogged and i want to say i LOVE YOU MORE 😞 i swear when people point out specific minute details in the stuff i write i start giggling and smiling uncontrollably bc that means i have accomplished my goals as a writer so for that thank. you. HEKDKVKI help i cant
omg hii!!! im glad my rambling reblog make you feel that 🥺 you deserve it, tumblr user delat1ne (☞ ᐛ )☞ your writing is amazing. and you definitely did, it was an amazing read. so, i should be the one saying: thank you so much for writing it :3 hehe ily too ♡´・ᴗ・`♡
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auspiciouscat · 3 months
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I'm still trying to figure out an art style for glam bon, it's so hard to find consistency 😭 I like the latest one so far but if I want to keep the robotic vibe I gotta play around with it more. Bare with me on this process 😭😭
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devilishcupid · 1 year
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binging breaking bad for the first time and OHMYGOD THE LACK OF GUS FRING FICS IS ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY CRIMINAL LIKE??? Y'ALL CAN'T BE SERIOUS WHY🥲
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goldenhypen · 2 years
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so you jus gonna hide them jake glasses pics or?🧍‍♂️
kim !! i’m so happy you asked 😌 you don’t know how long it took me to narrow it down to just 10 pictures of him 😭 i have too many and i love them all sjsnsjsj but for now i’ll give you some of my favourites 😌 SKNSJSJWNSJSBSJ I LOVE HIM I CANT OMG
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like look at him !!!!
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omg what a good looking man oh my-
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AND THESE LAST TWO LIKE OMG THIS LOOK- OMG T H I S LOOK IS EVERYTHING TO ME OMG JUST LOOK AT HIM 🥹 and the last pic oh my look how cute and precious pls omg and his smile in the second-last one pls i love him i love him i love him-
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truethes · 7 months
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      ❛     are you okay?!    i really should have stepped in before he tripped you up like that! ❜ not that she had any way to do so, in the same way any witness could have done for an accidental trip and fall; the man deemed the culprit long exiting after a quick apology in tow and thus can she only direct her flurry of emotions towards the girl left near abandoned before her, and so does she reach a hand out to help her in tow. ❛  if you want me to chase after him for you, just let me know. abandoning a girl like this is the lowest of the low! ❜ / @fragmentbound ♥'d!
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