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Every Michael Hobbs podcast: Michael Hobbs and his friend with a uniquely pleasing distinctive voice talk reasonably and with nuance about a topic with some silly jokes thrown in here and there.
Me: Absolute banger I will listen to every episode 500 times.
Best Brother Tournament - Seeding Group 38
Albus Severus Potter (The Cursed Child)
Arthur Claus (Arthur Christmas)
Buddy Hobbs (Elf)
Ian Rider (Alex Rider)
James Sirius Potter (Harry Potter)
John Walker (Swallows and Amazons)
Michael Hobbs (Elf)
Roger Walker (Swallows and Amazons)
Roran Garrowson (The Inheritence Cycle)
Steve Claus (Arthur Christmas)
Yusuf Kama (FBAWTFT)
opening night of elf and fuck yeah i bawled. my friends ( @sp--kz1709 @bl00dy-el) were there. and my brother. fuck yea this shit was amazing. AHH.
How a washed-up celebrity, men’s rights activists and true crime stans convinced millions of Americans to buy into a conspiracy theory
That last little fic/request you did STRUCK me with inspiration. It was WHIPLASH.But, hear me out, Deckard spending time with his newborn while Luke and Sam are out. Just some Deckard and baby bonding time. Cause honestly....why not.
Aw! I'm glad I could fill you with such emotion! Which prompt was it? I'm going to assume it was the mpreg one, and I absolutely love this!! Deckard just needs to spend his days with his babies. Also, I usually write Deckard having triplets or twins, but we'll just stick with one baby for this fic
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"You sure you're going to be ok alone?" Luke asked again and sent Deckard a concerned look. Deckard chuckled at the little wrinkle that formed between Luke's brows. He always looked adorable when he was worried
"Yes, twinkletoes. I'll be able to handle myself."
"Ok," Luke nodded. "Just call me if something happens. Sam and I won't be too far away."
"Will do, love." Deckard smiled up Luke
He was sitting propped up in bed, while Luke stood next to him and looking like he didn't want to leave his side. Off in the corner of their room, their new son slept peacefully in his crib
"We'll be right back after Sam's game." Luke told him and leaned down to kiss his temple. "But my phone is on."
"Just get going." Deckard kissed his cheek. "And tell Sam good luck for me."
"Will do. Love you, Deck."
"Love you too, Luke."
Deckard watched as Luke walked out and heard Sam yell a goodbye. Smiling, Deckard stood and walked over to the crib
He had to handle himself with care as he walked, holding his stomach and felt the stitches under his shirt
Walking up to the crib, Deckard smiled down at his infant son, Michael. He was only a week old, but he looked beautiful
Reaching down, Deckard caressed a finger down Michael's cheek. His skin was incredibly soft and Deckard couldn't believe he was real
He didn't know how long he stood there, simply smiling down at his son, when Michael's eyes slowly opened. He sent a toothless smile up at Deckard and wiggled in his swaddle
"Good morning, Mikey." Deckard whispered
Michael made soft cooing noises back and continued his wiggling
Chuckling, Deckard picked him up and undid the swaddle so Michael could more his arms. Cradling the baby close, Deckard kissed the top of his
"You must be hungry," he hummed and slowly made his way to the kitchen. He was relieved to see Luke had left him a pre-made bottle and popped it into the microwave
Michael started to fuss and whined, and Deckard rubbed his back
"Shh, it's alright. Da is making your bottle now." He soothed him. Michael let out a small whimper and cuddled closer to Deckard
Taking the bottle and testing the temperature, Deckard lifted it to his son's lips and smiled when he greedily latched onto it
"There you go, love." Deckard whispered
All the while, he couldn't stop smile and rocking on his feet. He couldn't remember the last time he had been filled with this much peace and love
Holding the tiny life he and Luke had created, Deckard knew that his life was infinitely better than ever before
As Michael ate, Deckard started to hum
Life couldn't get any better
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I hope you enjoyed friend!
I would like to beg anyone who has listened to the podcast You're Wrong About to drop into my messages i need to scream about my love for Michael and Sarah with someone
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House of Cards, first series. Ian and Susannah Harker on the set of the third episode. I am rewatching the series at the present moment. I will never be tired to see it again. Brilliant.
