This Is The Ray I Use To Turn Fictional Men Into Fictional Butches.

Helping her wife get ready for a night out together🥳

The man crying is George Gillette, tribal chairman of the Mandan, Arikara, and Hidatsa tribes of North Dakota in 1948. He was forced under the threat of death of all his people to sign over the tribes’ homeland on the fertile floodplain of the Missouri River in order to build the Garrison Dam.

The final settlement legislation denied tribes’ right to use the reservoir shoreline for grazing, hunting, fishing or other purposes, including irrigation development and royalty rights on all subsurface minerals within the reservoir area.

After the dam was constructed, the three tribes were scattered, their communities and extended families flung to different shores of the 200-mile-long Lake Sakakawea.

This is what your freedom and democracy is built on.

I will not be deterred from the councilor wives agenda (Better quality on twitter: Isthisthine)

directions

in which miguel o'hara is more than happy to follow his wife's directions

miguel o'hara/jessica drew

Warnings: None, just sickly sweet fluff

also posted on AO3 @/TheSparklingDiamond

"A little to left. No, wait...too far. A bit to the right."

Miguel shifted the frame accordingly, even if it was only a couple millimeters difference. "How's that?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder.

Jess scrunched her nose slightly as she studied the placement of the frame on the wall. "I don't know," she hummed, a slight, mischievous smile growing on her face, "Might be a lot better if you let me help." The two were hard at work decorating the nursery, a task they'd both put off until the very last second.

Miguel chuckled, making his way over to the rocking chair where she sat, her hands folded over her baby bump. "I'm not falling for that. The doctor said you had to rest." This prompted a groan from Jess, which Miguel had been expecting. "I know, I know."

"Just last month, I was on missions...on my motorcycle!" Jess huffed, "Do you know-"

Miguel cut her off with a kiss to her forehead, then a kiss on the bump, and finally, a tender kiss on the lips. "I know," he murmured as he pulled away. "It'll be over soon, mi corazón. Besides, I think I miss having you on missions as much as you miss being on them."

"What? Not confident in Peter and Ben's ability to hold down the fort?" Jess teased.

Miguel cringed before deadpanning, "I have more faith in Mayday." His expression quickly softened when he heard Jess's laugh.

She laughed again as he kissed her before murmuring, "I do like being here...with you. It's nice just being able to relax and not worry about anomalies," she paused, resting her hand on his cheek, "Not to mention getting our last few full nights of sleep before the baby comes."

Miguel turned his head, gently kissing her palm. "I like it here too," he paused, looking back at her, "but I think you might just like bossing me around."

Jess grinned, "It's definitely a perk. Speaking of, you still got more decorations to put up. Get to it." She laughed again as he pretended to make a fuss as he went back to the box that held the decorations, pulling one out.

"Alright. Up...no, too far. Down a bit. To the left. Back to the right a little. Perfect."

surrender by kut klose is so motorfang coded

you won’t believe what i just made

chaka khan the woman that you are...

"Maybe" 😠

falling in love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡.

contents by @bonbonbee

the silent eye contact from across the room.

^ & the flirty glances especially when there are people around

always turning their head if your name is mentioned

will always eventually turn the conversation topic to you

immediately looking for your reaction once telling a joke

^ caring how you perceive things

cares for your opinions more than their own

the first smile you share.

^ not a small half-smile, a real smile. differs between a hearty laugh, a beaming smile with their teeth, or the smirk after a kiss.

slowing becoming like each other

the subtle things they notice.. become not so subtle.

^ "i've always loved the freckles on your cheeks, and your eyes, and your lips. no i just like you."

finding things that remind them of you.

"i like this candle." "i know." "how?" "it reminded me of your perfume."

being shy around each other

"why are you so jittery?" "i just saw _____, they're so beautiful."

denial. realization. obsession.

^ their responses to falling in love w/ you, sometimes in that exact order.

denial: "whaaaaattt, i don't like _____..." "yeah, and i don't breath oxygen."

realization: all the butterflies in their stomach, why their gaze always falls on you, the urge to seek your approval.

& good ol' obsession.