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                               Zack Taylor Appreciation

                                           july 1st - 31st

every ranger deserves their time to shine so that’s why few of us have banded together and we want you to join in! whether its gifsets, fanfic, fanart, a collection of headcanons, fanmixes, or liveblogging your favorite episode (the movie? play by play’s of zack’s scenes?) - don’t hesitate to show this months ranger some love!

tag your posts with ranger lovefest so we can all find each other and reblog!

this months ranger is: Zack Taylor, Mighty Morphin’ Black Ranger 2017

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might as well post this bc its likely i wont get back to it

SO like over a month ago i was playing with shindan and there was this fe generator and i got a cool result so i drew it…. then i turned him into a prince oc and then i decided to make an entire fe army…….. and ya this isnt even half of the ocs i cooked up during lectures but im too tired and too occupied with p5 now to properly redraw them all digitally so ill just dump all i got here

a bonus pic of some additional shit from my notes

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SOMEONE HOLD ME ;-; ELIZABETH CONFESSED HER LOVE FOR MELIODAS TO DIANE AND DIANE CONFESSED HER LOVE FOR KING TO ELIZABETH AND IM JUST HAVING A LOT OF FEELINGS RIGHT NOW BC ITS OBVIOUS MELIODAS LOVES ELIZABETH AND THAT KING LOVES DIANE BUT MELIODAS IS CONSTIPATED WITH PROBLEMS FROM THE DEMON CLAN AND DOESNT WANT ELIZABETH TO COME AND KING IS BUTTHURT BECAUSE HE THINKS DIANE LOVES MELIODAS SO HE WENT WITH BAN TO FIND ELAINE AND JERICHO IS WITH THEM AND SHE LOVES BAN BUT BAN LOVES ELAINE AND WANTS TO RESURRECT HER A-AND I NEED SOMEONES SHOULDER TO CRY ON BECAUSE MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS 。・゚゚・o(iДi)o・゚゚・。

Mangoes.

Authors Note: I kinda think this is cute and fluffy, but I don’t know. I am thinking of doing a part two to this, but again, I don’t know, haha. Thoughts and opinions welcome. I hope you enjoy this piece, kinda enjoyed thinking about it. Xx 

You can find my Blurbs HERE



You observe the space between the bare sheets and you sigh to yourself, the scarceness denoting that Harry is either working or he’s running early morning errands, perhaps even at the gym. 

You take your time with getting up, savouring the pleasure of the bed and the warmth of the fresh coverings. There is nothing better than relaxing between the warmness of the covers, having nothing to worry about, no need to get up and go to work, just a pleasant lazy day to do nothing.

You smile as your round into the kitchen, your husband smiling before he takes a drink of what you assume is his early morning smoothie. 

Every now and again after working out he indulges in a smoothie or he gets a health shake— you much prefer the smoothies, particularly his, he continuously distinguishes the ideal combinations of fruits. 

“Morning!” You beam as you wander closer, admiring his fallen hair and his gym outfit compiled of nothing but a T-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts. 

He beams down at you, opening his arm for a hug, “Morning, someone’s cheery.” He comments before caressing a kiss to the top of your head, a hum escaping your lips to agree with his observation. 

“How was the gym?” You tenderly pull away from the hug, the scent of his cologne lingering on your shirt, something you absolutely love to inhale in warm mornings.

“Pretty good. How was sleeping in?” He questions, taking a drink of his Coral coloured resembling smoothie, 

“Better if you’d sleep in with me.“ 

"Mhm, you know I can’t sleep in. Body just doesn’t like it.” He shrugs, “plus, I needed the workout, been slackin’ lately, no thanks to you.” He kisses the top of your nose, reminding you of how you have selfishly managed to keep him nestled into you in the mornings the last few days. Sometimes, you don’t want to share him with the world or the gym, you want him to stay in bed and cuddle with you until you are ready to get out of bed. A few muffled whines and an ‘I really don’t feel good,’ is enough for him to give in and skip the gym. It wasn’t really intentional— You can’t help the fact that sometimes his warmth, soothing touch, and cuddles is enough to make you feel better.

“What did ya get?” You challenge, your hand reaching for his smoothie but he stretches away from you, your lips already beginning to form a pout. His smoothie looks so~ good and refreshing. 

 "Uh-ah, yours is there.“ He gestures to the counter that holds a verdant coloured smoothie, something you have no desire to drink. His looks better, it has a delightful ocherous hue to it, much prettier than the burgeoning grass he wants you to absorb. "It’s a lot healthier than this mango thing.” He takes a drink of his smoothie, only enticing you to desire it more. 

“It looks fucking gross." 

"Don’t knock it until you try it. It’s kale, it’s good for you and helps with morning sickness.” He encourages, handing you the verdure resembling smoothie. You glare at Harry, already not savouring his concept of a healthy smoothie. “Taste it, that’s it.” He presses kindly, giving you his affectionate eyes and an agile kiss to the lips to convince you. 

You take a sip, instantly spitting it out to the floor with a heavy sigh. 

“Well, it was worth a try.” He shrugs, 

“You fucking taste that.” You hand the smoothie back to him, “That is enough to erupt morning sickness, gross.” You shake your head, handing him the drink. 

With a heavy sigh, he takes the smoothie and decides to try the Kale-Smoothie. Immediately, he screws his nose up at the flavour, understanding your feelings towards the disgust. “Alright, here you go, love.” He hands you his smoothie, instantly satisfying you as you taste the pleasant taste of mango on your tongue. So much more soothing and enjoyable than the Kale. “And now I’m left with the morning sickness drink.” He pouts, watching you sip on the smoothie he was deliciously appreciating. 

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