Can we appreciate just how Halsin follows the player's lips as if he really doesn't want to pull back and just wants to keep kissing you but he knows he has to let go
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Kishibe never thought about PDA before he met you. Honestly, he’s never been in a relationship long enough to even cross that bridge, so naturally, he’s unfamiliar with it. The first time you reach for his hand, it’s inside the elevator heading up to his fancy apartment on the nineteenth floor. You’ve been seeing each other for a month now, exclusive, but not serious. Basically fuck buddies, no strings attached. He’s confused at first, flinching barely when you hold him. When the elevator stops at the tenth floor for an elderly couple, you start to pull away. To your surprise, he interlocks his fingers with yours, as if to prove a point. You stare at him, stunned, only to be met with a nonchalant shrug. No big deal. That night, he fucks you into the mattress, hard and fast, both hands pinning yours against the bed, fingers entwined like they were earlier, except in an even tighter grip.
When you meet for dinners, it’s usually in a poorly lit restaurant, at a table near the back, mostly hidden from the other patrons. You assume it’s because he doesn’t want to be caught with a date in case he runs into anyone he knows from work. It’s nothing personal; he wants to keep up the image of the uncommitted devil hunter. Too busy and too insane to settle down with anyone. Forever destined to be a bachelor until he dies at the hands of a devil or from the booze and smoke he’s consumed throughout the decades. After two months of dating, he actually does run into a work colleague from Public Safety. You’re prepared to hear that you’re his cousin visiting from out of town, or that you’re a random civilian treating him for saving your life. Again, he surprises you by introducing you as his girlfriend. When his coworker walks away, you stare at Kishibe confused, met by another lazy shrug as he twirls his pasta around his fork. Later in the evening, he fucks you rough, bouncing you on his lap with his feet planted on the bed, thrusting his cock in and out of you. Calling you all kinds of pet names you’ve never heard from him before. Princess, angel, baby.
About four months in, Kishibe brings you to the beach on a small weekend getaway. You stroll along the shore, barefoot, carrying your sandals in one hand, the other relaxed at your side. Before you know it, his fingers are between yours, arms swinging slightly as the two of you walk together, side by side. This time, you don’t look at him, instead gazing at your feet making imprints in the sand, smiling to yourself. That night, he makes love to you with slow, deep thrusts, his eyes focused on yours, kissing you passionately.
That day, Kishibe, who never understood the appeal of PDA before, realizes he doesn’t mind it. Especially if it’s with you.
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Clark: I never thought I'd ever meet anyone who makes me feel the way you do---
Bruce, flustered on the inside but in deadpan voice: Superman, we are on a mission. This is not the time---
Clark: I wanna kiss the ever living fuck out of you while popping out every single bone in your body because atleast then yA WON'T BE RUNNING AROUND WITH A BROKEN ANKLE AND FRACTURED ARM! Bless your heart Batman, but what the FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU----
Bruce: ...
Entire JL on field, hearing this shit through their comms: ...
Dick, fed up with their bullshit: Do you two have to do this every time we have a world ending crisis going on-
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yes, it’s been three weeks, and yes, I’m still screaming about the fact that Imogen was at her lowest when she met laudna (was thinking of ending it all), and laudna had been roaming aimlessly for thirty years, utterly alone. No purpose, no reason for living, until she met the purple-haired sorcerer that saved her life no questions asked as soon as they first met, then chose to stick together forever, hold on to each other, sleep on the same bed for the next two years and help each other find answers to their miserable existence- and now, NOW that they finally got it together, got some stupid answers, and actually gained some power over the forces that had subdued them for years, KISSED, immediately- literally nine days into their relationship- the shitty world that they live in decided to make it clear and remind them that their days are numbered (significantly smaller numbers than they had accounted for) and that they won’t get to live their quiet life on a field, raise horses and just be. I AM OK ABOUT THAT. TOTALLY FINE.
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