#be murphy’s valentine
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A fluffy/ mild angsty valentines fic with Bucky where reader gets HIM flowers ( because of the whole guys don’t get flowers thing :((( ) maybe there’s some mutual pining and sweet confession? Like she gets the flowers for him because he makes some joke about not having had a valentine for nearly a century and she’s just like “absolutely not will not allow that >:(“ but he thinks it’s just a joke at first :(
Anyway thanks! Love you!
Bloom.
bucky barnes x female reader
warnings - none
valentines masterlist. inbox. masterlist.
“Are we almost done?”
Bucky looks so miserable, you can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah, we are. We just need flowers, and then we have everything on the list.”
He grabs the shopping cart and pushes it across the grocery store, determinedly marching in the right direction. You’re practically running to keep up with him.
“Which ones?”
You look at all the flowers, touching some of the petals gently as you decide.
“I’m not sure. What’s your favourite kind of flower, Buck?”
He looks at you with a blank expression.
“I don’t have one.”
“What?”
Now it’s your turn to look blankly at him.
“I’ve never been bought flowers. Why would I have a favourite type?”
You frown at him. The idea of Bucky never receiving flowers makes you much sadder than it should, but you’re trying to play it cool.
“Oh. Well… which of these do you like the look of the most? They’re going to go in the middle of the table in the kitchen, so they need to be bright. Give the room some colour.”
He circles the flower display a few times, looking around carefully. Eventually, he picks up a bouquet of tulips, all pinks and oranges and yellows.
“I like these.”
You smile softly, nodding your head.
“Good choice.”
You’re somewhat distracted as the two of you check out. You put the tulips in the bag carefully, glancing at Bucky every so often. He catches you looking, and can’t help but wonder what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.
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You’ve been standing outside Bucky’s door for the better part of fifteen minutes.
He knows.
He heard your footsteps, can hear your chest heaving, lungs working overtime. He’s just waiting for you to make your own decision.
Eventually, you do. After thirty minutes, you decide to just do it. You’ve got nothing to lose.
You knock.
Bucky swings open the door as if he’s been waiting for you, standing patiently on the other side.
“Breathe, honey.”
You didn’t even realise you’d been holding your breath. You exhale, never breaking eye contact with the man in front of you.
“Hi, Buck.”
“Hi, you.”
“I got you something.”
“You did?”
You grab the bouquet from where you’ve leant it against the wall, holding it out to him.
He stops in his tracks, brows furrowed in confusion.
“They’re… for me?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
You inhale deeply, willing yourself to find some temporary courage.
“Because tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. And no one has ever bought you flowers.”
He’s smiling now, soft and knowing.
“You’re the kindest person I’ve ever met.”
He says it so sincerely, so genuinely, that it makes you want to cry. You hand the flowers to him, grinning as he admires them up close.
“They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
That takes you by surprise.
You and Bucky have always had a careful, consistent friendship. Ever since he first barrelled into your life, you’ve thrown tender smiles his way, nodding your head in acknowledgement every time he passed you in the hallways. He warmed to you, slowly but surely. Your kindness, your generosity, your genuineness - you’ve charmed him delicately, somewhat accidentally.
You’ve also been in love with him since day one.
You never thought to mention it - he’s healing, learning, growing as he goes, and you don’t want to halt his progress. So, you’ve pined from a distance, gently and quietly.
“Buck… will you be my valentine?”
He beams at you, the most luminescent smile you’ve ever seen from him.
“Oh, sweetheart. I’ve been working up the courage to ask you that every year since I met you. Knew you’d beat me to it.”
You laugh, stepping in closer to him. He puts the flowers down carefully, reaching out to cup your face in his hands.
“Can I kiss you, my valentine?”
You nod, already leaning in. He presses his lips to yours, and he swears he feels flowers bloom in his ribcage, bright and alive.
#be murphy’s valentine#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes x reader fluff#bucky barnes x reader#marvel x reader#marvel imagine#marvel fluff#marvel fanfic#marvel fic
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He has such a way with words.
#perry the platypus#phineas and ferb#platypus#agent p#pnf#pnf perry#phineas and ferb memes#cartoons#memes#milo murphy's law#valentines day#valentines cards#valentines
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Some Obscure Facts About Fallout 4 Companions*
*obscurity not guaranteed because this fandom is seven years old and i just got here
Preston loves swimming! He also loves vertibirds! How has the world not extinguished your joy yet Preston!
Cait is afraid of spiders. Given what the radiation did to everything else, I think I’m also preemptively afraid of Fallout’s spiders.
Curie is atheistic, or potentially agnostic. However, she does express concern about sinning (and has the default praying animation, like all humanoid characters).
Danse likes country-western and bluegrass music. Danse would hear Big Iron for the first time and cry.
Deacon is great with kids and uses them as informants. (This information is vitally important to me.)
Hancock’s parents are named Patrick and Martha. His brother’s name is Guy. (Additional info: Hancock refers to his father as “pop.”)
Several lines indicate that Nick is capable of drinking and maybe even tasting. He can also smell. Jury’s still out on how he can smoke, though.
Mama Murphy knitted Piper her scarf. (Semi-canon)
Strong has faint memories of the Institute, and they’re apparently very upsetting for him.
X6 and I are friends and I love him and someday he’ll forgive me.
Codsworth’s General Atomics warranty is apparently still active. Good thing his mum is a lawyer, I guess.
Okay, if you want a real X6 fact, he likes the cold.
MacCready started drinking when he was SIX. BABY BOY WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DO YOU RAISE YOUR CHILD THIS WAY
Link to sources
I made a Part 2!
#fallout#fallout 4#fo4#fallout companions#preston garvey#nick valentine#piper wright#paladin danse#rj maccready#maccready#x6-88#deacon fallout 4#codsworth#hancock fallout 4#cait fallout 4#curie fallout 4#strong fallout 4#MacCready fallout 4#mama murphy
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𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.
18+ only content, mdni
✰content: neil lewis/f!reader, kink discovery, sub!neil, use of "puppy," use of "goddess," face riding, religious themes, mild bondage, 1.1k words.
✰do not repost to any other platforms.
“there’s.. there’s, uh,” neil’s voice cracks, “this- this porno…”
you stare back at him, patient.
“i was wondering if.. if you’d wanna, i dunno, uh..” you can see sweat forming along his brow. “if you’d wanna, maybe, reenact it?”
you only blink back at him. “i guess i’d have to watch it first,” you murmur, fingers carding through his hair absentmindedly. he swallows; you can almost hear his heartbeat.
“we, um, we could watch it together,” he replies, all too quickly. a smile creeps onto your face.
the porno is, as you expected, fucking filthy. it’s different from what you’re used to, though. the woman binds the man to the bedposts and he begs to fuck her and it’s - well, it’s really hot. neil is practically vibrating next to you throughout the entire viewing experience. he’s nervous; it’s cute.
“we could try this,” you find yourself mumbling as the woman in the porno coaxes the man through his second orgasm. he thanks her. you feel something tighten in your gut.
neil perks up beside you. “you think so?” he asks, somewhere between hopeful and afraid. the man on the screen before you cries for mercy. you nod.
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neil’s wrists are bound to the bedposts. he tugs weakly at the restraints as your lips travel ever so slowly up his thigh. his bottom lip nearly bleeds as he sinks his teeth into it - a futile attempt to muffle the pathetic, gleeful noises creeping from his throat.
“look at you,” you whisper against his flesh, “my pretty boy.”
he outright whimpers. “yes,” he chokes, “yours.” his hips threaten to buck. this earns him a nip to the inner thigh.
“be good,” you warn, “or you’ll be.. punished.” the words sound strange to your own ears, but they must do something for neil, as you feel his muscles flex beneath your lips. empowered by the movement, you continue, “you want to be good for me, don’t you?”
neil nods desperately, another pathetic noise slipping past his lips. this isn’t enough for you. suddenly, you recall a moment from before, during the film, that made his grip on your hand tighten. “you want to be a good puppy, don’t you?”
your cheeks redden at your own attempt. but neil keens in response. “fuck, i do,” he whines, “i want to- to be a good puppy!” his hips move without his control. you force them against the mattress with a firm hand.
“for who?” you demand, teeth still grazing closer and closer to where he really wanted them. this sends him over whatever edge the two of you had been toeing.
“for you, goddess,” he cries. he sounds so much hotter than the guy in the porn. “i wanna be a good, fuck, p-puppy for you.”
you reward his obedience with a light kiss to the tip of his dick. he throws his head back as more of his pretty sounds fill the room. “should i suck it?” you ask him, bringing a hand to stroke his cheek. he presses his face to your palm. “do you deserve it?”
he’s thrown. of course, he wants it, wants it so fucking bad - but does he deserve it? has he earned it? “not yet,” he decides breathlessly. you cock an eyebrow, leaving your place between his thighs to bring your face closer to his. “let me.. let me eat your pussy, goddess,” he pants.
neil’s shitty apartment suddenly feels a lot like heaven.
you brush your thumb against his bottom lip. “since you asked so nicely,” you whisper, before pulling him into a tender kiss. it grounds you both; you can’t help but grin into it.
when the two of you finally separate, you slowly position yourself above his face. you look down to ask if he’s ready, if he’s sure he wants to do this, but - fuck. he’s looking up at you with pure adoration, unabashed love and longing. your heart leaps against your ribcage. you sink.
sparks fly as his lips meet your clit, then your lips, and your clit again and oh shit, he’s sucking it the way he knows you fucking like it. you can’t stop the filth that comes pouring from your mouth, “that’s right, baby, that’s my good puppy,” you thrust yourself harder against his face, “such a good little mutt. so.. shit, so obedient.”
neil’s whimpers are muffled, vibrating against you. you guess he really enjoyed the part of the film that made you the most nervous. until this moment, you could never have imagined degrading your boyfriend this way - much less fucking his face while you did it. now, though…
“how long have you wanted this, hmm? how long,” you tangle his hair between your fingers and yank him impossibly closer to you, “have you been fucking your hand - fuck - to the thought of being my stupid, slutty puppy?”
frantic, desperate licks and kisses are pressed to your entrance as he cries, “too long, goddess - i’ve wanted it.. for so long.”
a particularly well placed kiss has you keening, baring your neck to the sky. “good boy,” you gasp, “that’s my good puppy - fuck!” the next words out of neil’s mouth are muffled as you rock your hips against his lips, desperate for more friction.
stripe after stripe is licked against your pulsating cunt; frantic kisses are again pressed to your clit. “neil,” you whimper, “i’m gonna.. you’re gonna make me-”
“please goddess,” neil rasps. his pretty blue eyes meet yours as your cunt coats those soft, pillowy lips. it’s a heavenly sight. “please, let me make you cum.”
who are you to deny a sinner’s prayer?
your orgasm is holy. a rebirth.
you both feel it; neil whimpers and whines with every throb of your swollen little clit. your vision spots - glowing stars, entire constellations fill your view.
“yes, more, thank you, goddess- please,” you hear, muffled by your own euphoria. as you come back to earth, neil is still worshiping at your altar, gentle licks against your sex causing pleasant and torturous aftershocks.
“good puppy,” you hear yourself cooing, “that’s my good boy.” your fingers in his hair curl and tug his head backward. his lips are a beautiful shade of red, a maddeningly sexy contrast to the desperate blue eyes staring back at you. “my pretty puppy,” you whisper before falling against his chest, meeting your lips to his. the kiss is so full, so passionate, you can’t help but roll your hips against his weeping erection. he groaned into your mouth.
“you were so good,” you hum between kisses, “i think my pretty boy deserves a reward, yeah?” neil makes an angelic sound as you pull his bottom lip between your teeth.
“please goddess, anything,” he prays. your heart swells.
“don’t worry, baby,” you murmur against the skin of neil’s neck, trailing hot and wet kisses all the way down to his collarbone. “all dogs go to heaven.”
#happy valentine's day#neil lewis#neil lewis x reader#neil lewis smut#watching the detectives fic#neil lewis fic#wtds fic#cillian murphy fic#cillian fic#fem!reader#neil lewis x you
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RESIDENT EVIL 3 REMAKE (2020)
#resident evil 3 remake#resident evil 3#reviledit#reedit#residenteviledit#jill valentine#nicholai ginovaef#nikolai zinoviev#murphy re3#jillvalentineedit#gamingedit#vgedit#dailygaming#videogamewomen#nicole tompkins#sasha zotova#neil newbon#gifs by disdaidal
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Howdy partners! Today I bring you something special for Valentine's Day: Some great fanart! This one was done by https://twitter.com/marcokunt so give them props for their incredible work!
#milo murphy's law#au#space western#balthazar cavendish#fanfic#space cowboys#vinnie dakota#mml#A New Frontier#New Frontier#Dakavendish#Non Canon#Fanart#valentines day
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the dome is a very special place <3
(this was made by me in canva)
#dimension 20#aabria iyengar#izzy roland#carlos luna#surena marie#amy vorpahl#omar najam#jasper william cartwright#persphone valentine#ally beardsley#erika ishii#zac oyama#ify nwadiwe#lou wilson#oscar montoya#brian murphy#mike trapp#emily axford#alex song xia#gabe hicks#rashawn scott#lily du#rekha shankar#danielle radford#siobhan thompson#jess ross#becca scott#freddie wong#jasmine bhullar#dani fernandez
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he’s so Nick Valentine coded
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;3
#traditional art#smile for me#smile for me game#kamal bora#dr habit#boris habit#murphy fotoparat#art#artist#artists on tumblr#valentine#valentines#valentines day
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How about: showing Frank Castle your new lingerie? It can be fluff, it can be smut, do with it what you please! <3
Spin For Me.
frank castle x female reader
warnings - allusions to sex. cursing.
valentines masterlist. masterlist. inbox.
“Keep your eyes closed, Frank. I’m serious.”
He’s grinning, both hands pressed to his face as proof. He’s sat on the edge of the bed, waiting patiently for you to come out of the bathroom.
“Come on, baby. Don’t think I can wait any longer.”
“Good things come to those who wait!” you yell through the wood. Frank laughs, shaking his head.
You finally swing open the door, leaning against the frame with a hand on your hip. You take him in for a moment - the smile on his face, his relaxed stance, the way his sweatpants hug his thighs just right. Inhaling deeply, you clear your throat.
“Open ‘em, Frankie.”
Frank blinks in the lamplight, adjusting to the brightness. When his eyes land on you, his breath hitches in his throat. He rakes his gaze all the way down your body and back up again, slow and sticky sweet. His irises darken, lust blooming across his skin.
“Shit, baby.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Goddamn.”
You push yourself off the doorframe, standing up straight.
“Spin f’me.”
“Hmm?”
“Spin for me, baby. Let me see you.”
You twirl around gently, like a ballerina in a music box. When you stop in your place, Frank gestures with his finger for you to spin the other way.
It’s almost voyeuristic, the way he’s devouring you with his stare. You feel like predator and prey, in the moonlight of your bedroom.
“Prettiest fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen.”
The lace hugs your body exactly, every dip and curve accentuated. The colour compliments your skin perfectly, and your mind is running a mile a minute wondering what Frank is going to do to you first.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Frankie.”
“You’re tellin’ me,” he chuckles. “Yes it is.”
He stands up finally, making his way over to you. You’re waiting for him to twist his fingers into the material and rip, like he usually does. Instead, he runs his fingertips over the lace trim on your chest, gentle and featherlight. He dances his touch down your sides and onto the top of your underwear, playing with the band softly.
“Want you to keep it on,” he murmurs. “Wanna see this lace against your skin when I eat you out.”
You exhale shakily, nodding your head.
“Plus,” he whispers, leaning down to mouth at your ear. “This pretty thing gives me something to hold onto. Better grip when I fuck you into the mattress.”
You drop your head forward onto his chest, bare skin warm against your forehead. You can feel the way his lungs are heaving, just as buzzed on the anticipation as you are.
“You’ve given me a gift, honey. Now let me give you one.”
He drops to his knees in front of you. You’ve never seen anything prettier.
#be murphy’s valentine#frank castle x reader#frank castle imagine#frank castle smut#frank castle fluff#frank castle x you#frank castle x reader smut#frank castle x reader fluff#marvel x reader#the punisher x reader#the punisher fluff#the punisher smut#the punisher imagine#marvel fluff#marvel x you#frank castle fic#frank castle fanfiction#marvel smut
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I feel like everyone wants a Fantasy High/The Seven crossover oneshot to see Riz and Penny interact, but I want to see Persephone Valentine kill Zac Oyama in real life for even the tiniest misstep as Zelda’s boyfriend
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Dream table for d20? Plus setting and GM?
okay so here's the thing. i know very very few of the incredible players who haven't been in the dome, so this is a very uninformed opinion. that said.
GM: Aabria. If you don't know why, you must be new, welcome. scroll through the Aabria tag on my blog. You'll get it.
Setting: Something with high lethality and mid-high level. I don't care about specifics, I just want Aabria to go full gloves off and come for these bitches' throats.
Players: (Oops! All GMs)
Brennan. and_you'll_hear_it_again.gif there's a good fucking reason they're an iconic ttrpg duo and I want Aabria to successfully kill Brennan.
Murph. Aabria's talked about how much she wants to run a game with him, and yeah it'd be so much fun for a million reasons.
Emily. Ideally as a spell caster. Rules lawyer and shenanigan loving GM vs the mind behind Operation Slippery Puppet and Buzzybrooke.
Jasmine Bhullar. I've not seen her as a player (if any of y'all know where I can fix that PLEASE let me know), but I love her work as a GM and want more with her.
Persephone Valentine. She's such an incredible player, and I want her back in the dome SO much.
Zac. If he's not GMed he's the diversity hire. Their dynamic/energy in Ravening War was *chef's kiss* and the way Aabria would set him up as a comedy sniper would kill me.
(alternatively, me, my cousin, and 4 of my mutuals. dungeons and drag queens established precedent for new players. but a kinder setting for us lol)
#aabria iyengar#brennan lee mulligan#brian murphy#emily axford#jasmine bhullar#persephone valentine#zac oyama#i am willing to elaborate on the mutuals but the post was already really long lol
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I was just gonna post the sketch, but, my silly brain won't allow me, maybe someday i'll do a proper skeshhhh spam
They both got the other a rose, but one had the petals pulled off already..?
idk
anyway, I liked how it looks with this fake b/w effect
#leaves this -late as usual- and disappears#if im smart it wont be until like.. end of may or smth#connor murphy#miguel deh#deh miguel#conguel#idk happy valentine's lol#was putting together a dump about them last month but#i've got nothing life been kicking my a#and im distracted with other media idk im ugh#the deh thoughts keep haunting me tho#sobretodo de estos dos my dears los tkm#connor todo: mequiereonomequiere(?)#kind of inspired by the little prince heh
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it's oddly comforting to be in love with men that i know i'll never have
i don't understand why
#thoughts#some examples include#matt skiba#astarion#johnnie guilbert#jake webber#noel fielding#sephiroth#vincent valentine#auron#ryan reynolds#cillian murphy#the list goes on and on
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pretty much all of my knowledge of dropout stuff was gleaned by osmosis from my best friend @silver-the-phoenix so here's some dropout valentine's i made for her enjoy
#dropout#dimension 20#game changer#brennan lee mulligan#zac oyama#brian murphy#grant o'brien#valentines#valentine's day#valentines memes#meme
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I love how people on here are copying your style by making Cillian valentines.
literally what are you even talking about lmao please be serious
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