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weevilsdaily · 18 days
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when you’re being mean to me this is who you’re being mean to
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riddlerosehearts · 5 months
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♡ Once Upon A Studio (2023)
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sirazaroff · 4 months
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How do you think Velvet flirts with Coco?
This is one of the funniest asks I ever got and im glad cause this is just gold. Like how does the Bun™️ woo her stupid bozo??
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I have my biased takes on what Coco and Velvet are like as characters, but to start off I wanna focus on what Vel brings to the table.

I think a lot of people have moe’d her down to a nervous/scaredy bunny girl and…that’s not her at all. She’s a real multilayered character who can and will kick your ass flat. She’s also…
- very very attentive to people
- excellent at memorizing things she sees and hears, and quickly at that
- very emotionally in tune with people, herself included
- insanely kind and helpful
- honest about her feelings and will voice her thoughts when ready
Also she’s a bunny like come on. Is baby. It’s impossible to not find her likable.
I can go on forever, but I think these are enough likable traits to work with.

Time to shift. Now we focus on what I think Coco likes in a person:
- Hot girls
- Complexity
- Someone true to their nature
- Some sense of honor
- Someone striving to learn and to better themselves
Hopefully it’s not lost here, but there’s some compatibility don’t you think? Velvet’s got some of those traits that Coco likes.

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So where’s the flirting? It’s coming I swear, I just needed the background info to help support the answers.
Bun bun flirts two ways: intentionally and unintentionally. The latter is usually what’s happening most often.

Her intentional flirting is what you would expect. Some cheeky words, being a playful tease in her actions like when she flashed her camera in After the Fall. I think she would 1000% take advantage of her physique and incredibly vast skillsets. She is totally totally showing off during training and sparring. Coco might hide her gaze under her glasses but that dumb bitch is so easy. So so easy…
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Now her unintentional flirting is basically that Velvet is just doing her thing. She’s comfortable and loved by her team. With them she’s able to be herself and have fun, and that’s what coco loves most. Seeing Velvet thrive and not feel like she has to hide herself away from the world, and with it comes moments and actions that make Coco, much to her surprise, fall for Velvet.
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I guess simply put, Velvet flirts by being her cheeky self around Coco, and her leader falls for her every time.
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introspectivememories · 7 months
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when we were young..... the most shuggy song ever
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girlscience · 24 days
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I know everybody likes to give characters the same 10 songs on their character playlists, but I think the most egregious issue with this is that no one gives them any country songs. I am handing them out to characters like candy. You get a country song, you get a country song, you get a country song.
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lumiereandcogsworth · 7 months
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my favorite adelle fic updated tonight after nearly three years and me fully thinking it was abandoned for good. i am SOOOOOOOOO not normal about them actually. oh my gosh. OH MY GOSH. it was perfect, as always.
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hibiscus-ships · 1 year
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Anyway yeah sure I'll show the internet the video game doctors that have been haunting my frontal lobe for the past 48 hours 🌺
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catgirlbutthole · 8 months
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If you've seen "Portrait of a Lady on Fire" just know that last night i saw Adèle Haenel (who plays Héloïse) and the only thing i thought was "damn what a dyke" before realising it was her
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I'm halfway through Dollhouse and I'm so normal about it (clawing, biting, etc.)
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swifties’ hatred for every woman in music other than taylor should be studied
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love-songs-for-emma · 2 years
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the "you slice the ginger" line in naka-choko would be so! good! if will wasn't a coward & actually killed Her™️
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einaudis · 3 months
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green-ocean · 4 months
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Where you go, I go
What you see, I see
Skyfall - Adele
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lumiereandcogsworth · 3 months
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kinda random but it’s something I think about often with robselle soooooo what colors do Adam and Belle love seeing each other in? And clothes, if they like anything specific. I know being king and queen they must have a pretty extensive wardrobe so 👁️
hiiii i’m sorry i kept forgetting to answer this?? BUT OH WHAT AN EXQUISITE QUESTION!!!!
okay okay okay okay so the thing is. fashion is adam’s number one special interest. he knows EVERYTHING about it. think miranda priestly from the devil wears prada. he’s That Bitch. (i want to write an au sometime where adam is miranda and belle is andy. and it deviates at some point obviously so that they fall in love. But Anyway.) adam loves fashion and knows alllll the latest trends (and sets a lot of them himself, since he is, THE KING ! )
it really worked out perfectly because belle doesn’t care about fashion at all. obviously she grew up with Very Limited Options but she still just hardly gives it a moment’s thought. which means that adam gets to pick out all her outfits and be very excited about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
belle definitely has her limits, and there are certain dresses with Too Much Frill or jewelry that’s Way Too Much where she has to pull adam back down to earth for a minute. but he looooves to buy her dresses. he’s so ridiculous. i have this one wip that i wanna finish so badly, basically belle is trying on all these new dresses and she’s one by one coming out of her dressing room getting more exhausted by the process of taking them on and off (With Plumette’s Help Course !!!!) but then she sees adam holding baby renée and they’re both greeting her like :D and she can’t help but smile and do a twirl for them afjskdk 🥹🤧
anyway my point is adam often picks out their outfits so they can match, at least early on. belle gets the hang of it and finds her own flavor of dress for sure, but sometimes she still goes to adam to ask for his opinion and he just explodes very autistically about it. He Is So Happy To Give His Fashion Opinion. BUT OKAY SO YOUR QUESTION YEAH—
i’ve had the headcanon for a while, and i don’t know why, but i think belle Loves to see adam in red. i think it may be because it’s kind of rare? he mostly prefers cool tones, blues and greens and purples, so on the rare occasion he’s wearing red, belle just really wants to take it off of him?????? 🔥 lmao
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in general, i think adam likes seeing belle in everything. (and nothing at all 😉). but he notices that she really likes floral print, so he capitalizes on that shit and gets her A Lot of floral dresses !!!!!! and he gets lots of floral suits to match as well.
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i also think he definitely has a soft spot for when she wears yellow…. since it reminds him of their first dance 🥹🥹🥹
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she still has ✨💛That Dress💛✨ in her wardrobe and i have ANOTHER wip about their teenage daughter juliette coming in one evening when belle is going through her wardrobe and adam is sitting in there reading (and giving his unsolicited opinions about every dress belle pulls out) (also they just can’t not be in the same room if they are able) (also neurodivergent body doubling!!!!! belle was distracted all day until he said he’d sit in there with her) BUT ANYWAY UHH!!!!!!! juliette sees ✨💛The Dress💛✨ and she’s like whoah i haven’t seen you wear this :”0 and adam and belle just LOOK‼️ at each other and belle says she hasn’t worn it in years, it was the dress she wore for her first dance with her father. and adam smiles and says “it was the dance that started it all.” and they’re both looking at each other like 🥹🥹🥹 and juliette’s like “Should I Leave, Or…” afjskd no i’m kidding but belle does say that juliette should try it on !! that if anyone should wear it it should be their daughters !!!! but it’s still in the wip phase, alas 😪
anyway, hello? did i even answer your questions. belle loves seeing adam in red, that’s very important. and adam loves fashion and loves dressing his wife (and undressing his wife!!!!! 😉😉😉) okay i’m gonna go i need to stop the horny jokes goodbye
actually rereading your ask, on a last note!!!! they DO have an extensive wardrobe!!!! i think one of the hardest things for adam to deal with when they got married and belle moved into his chambers was that he was full on using Both Dressing Rooms to store all his clothes 😭🤧 and now he has to give one up????? he does, of course, but reorganizing all his clothes into one room was both annoying AND ALSO THRILLING BECAUSE EEEEEE SORTING!!!!!!!! i think when he needs to clear his head he goes to his dressing room and reorganizes his clothes. you know i should really make a post about fashion being his special interest just in general because i clearly have a lot of thoughts on it. what was even my point here? OH the dressing rooms. yeah so they both have a dressing room (with an adjoining door between them) BUT adam does still keep some of his excess suits in belle’s room because let’s face it, he’s always gonna have more clothes than her afjsdkj 😌✨
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pseudomonacarriea · 1 year
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L ─ Lingerie. Do they enjoy wearing it and/or seeing their partner in lingerie ?  What kind of lingerie do they find the sexiest ? Any other clothing they love seeing their partner in  ( like grey sweater pants, wearing nothing but an apron, really short shorts, etc… ) ?  Do they often wear what the other likes, just to please them ? / StevenTess, AdellElvis, PerciDjeeta, CassBea
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 。:*• ─ SEXY ABC.    ›   -- Not Accepting -- @pseudomonarkaerenea / @ardensfides
L ─ Lingerie. Do they enjoy wearing it and/or seeing their partner in lingerie ?  What kind of lingerie do they find the sexiest ? Any other clothing they love seeing their partner in  ( like grey sweater pants, wearing nothing but an apron, really short shorts, etc… ) ?  Do they often wear what the other likes, just to please them ?
StevenTess: Steven adores seeing Tessa in lingerie. He's gotten her some expensive collections for her as gifts. Or he noticed how a particular style looked on her (with some nudging from Wallace). for what kind - he doesn't care. All that Tessa puts on is a feast for the eyes. Steven loves seeing her in his clothes, even if it's just his jacket.
AdellElvis: Adelle doesn't own many, but the few that she does she keeps for special occasions. Whether that's to surprise Elvis or tease him, she may never say. Her favorite would either have to be a bra and panty set, or a bodysuit with an open back. She miiight have a virgin killer sweater too. For what she likes seeing Elvis in, she has no preference.
PerciDjeeta: Djeeta's the worst out of all of these ships. She enjoys it, sometimes to bed when she's able to spend the night with Percival. She opts for more intimate and easily coverable styles, just in case there's a battle and she has to throw on her armor. Though in truth she never spends a lot on them. She'll wear them both to please him and to tease him. Truthfully, Djeeta can't decide what she likes seeing him in. He looks good IN anything!
CassBea: Beatrix quietly perishes each time she wears one around Cassius. While he's still getting used to life in the skies, she has to take things slow. There was a time she wore one and killed the mood since it made no "logical sense why a woman would wear something so thin around another person" (in her words). Bea opts for a bra and garter belt set, or will put on a babydoll piece. For what she likes seeing Cassius in, she likes seeing him in shorts and no shirt.
Beatrix to Zeta: I didn't know he was that ripped and--! Zeta: Bea, shhh!
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romanoffsbish · 6 months
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Dance the Night Away
Natasha Romanoff x R
Natasha loves you… | NSFW undertones, but no Smut | WC: 1,724 | Flashbacks between the funny lil lines
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It was a quiet night in the Romanoff household, Natasha had only just gotten home from her last mission ever. Then she left again, taking your eldest daughter, Ella, and the bundle of toddlers, Milo and Andrey out for frozen yogurt. Your heart ached to be apart, but it also swelled as she never failed to give them her time. You knew she was tired, her mission was meant to be two days and yet it turned into weeks.
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Your admiration for your wife only ever grew in these moments, and it was made more wholesome as your ears picked up on something special. Memories of a once blooming love story came back to you as you sipped on a glass of rose, now halfheartedly reading your book as the needle swirled around your favorite vinyl record. It was Adele's greatest cover- To Make You Feel My Love. It was the song that played at your wedding as you danced together as one, a perfect encapsulation of your story, from start to finish. Except fortunately for you both, there was no end in sight.
"When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case. I could offer you a warm embrace; to make you feel my love..."
A flow of happy tears streamed down your cheeks, you then closed your eyes and got lost in the nostalgia.
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"Excuse me," you didn't have much time to react before your body jolted, a callous hand on your exposed hip the cause for your bodies reaction.
The club was jam packed, bodies shoved up against one another, but this bodily shock felt different. It almost felt like a message with the upmost urgency. Normally you'd shrug the person off, give them a few choice words for having the audacity to touch you, but all you did was shift your body around to face her.
You couldn't tell if it was a mistake, your fronts now flushed as she purposefully pushed you back more. Trapping you against the bar as she'd felt it too, the urge to be close to you was overwhelming and in the same breath it was also the most calm she'd ever felt.
"H-hi," you stuttered, eventually, after what felt like ages of just staring up at her chiseled jawline. Your knees nearly gave out as she chuckled, it was hoarse and the dazzling smirk to follow had you hooked.
"Sorry," she said, forgoing the greeting as her hand went to leave your side, but you reflexively stopped her and offered a nervous smile. "It's okay, I don't mind."
Natasha grinned. "So, you just let people touch you?" You knew she was teasing you, but you couldn't care less. "Not unless they're as good looking as you are."
Natasha hummed as she grabbed the shots she ordered from the bartender behind you. It wasn't her intention to leave the club with anyone tonight, but she did not want to miss out on such a gorgeous opportunity.
So, she let your words hang in the air and, suave as ever, threw her head back to down one while lifting the other up to your lips. You'd parted them without even questioning it, and she poured the alcohol down your throat with a knowing smirk as you instantly coughed.
"What- was- that?" You inquired in a fit of uncertainty, and the redhead chuckled, "Vodka; the Russian kind."
Once you stopped coughing she pulled away from you, watching in amusement as your body lurched to chase down her warmth. "May I have this dance then?"
The booze led you to say yes, rather enthusiastically, and it ended with you two outside of the club. Rain fell from the sky, though it hadn't been forecasted, and you melted into her warmth as she kissed you fervently.
The cab was coming, and soon enough you'd be too.
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A proposed one night stand that turned into a forever. Natasha knew then that she'd likely fall for you, and the odd thing was she wasn't even scared to do so.
The two of you danced yourself into a lifetime.
There was no end to the amount of times you could reflect upon, Natasha never let the spark die out, even with how busy she was saving the world. Whenever she was away, and the kids were tucked in bed, you'd take moments like these to get lost in the memory cycle.
Sometimes you'd be so out of it, mind too elated to hear the world around you. Like now, you were too lost in the reminiscing to hear the lowly rumbling engine.
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"Natasha..." The redhead looked at you instantly, her heart racing as she saw you in your wedding dress, you looked perfect. Yet it was somehow bad luck, which is what she shrieked as her hands flew up to her eyes.
"My love," you whispered, hands gripping her wrists so you could pull her hands down to your waist. "You don't even believe in that superstition, and neither do I. Stop letting Wanda get to you, please look at me."
A heavy sigh rushed over your done up face, and her eyes of emerald green opened to look into yours. It set off alarm bells when she saw your eyes were glossy.
Were you getting cold feet? What had happened? She had to find out because if you were running, then she would be right there behind you, on your heels.
"Detka, what's..." You shook your head and cupped her cheeks, she'd yet to do her makeup so it was okay, the dry, bare skin brought you the comfort you craved. "I just needed to see you, that's all. I hated being away from you last night—all these rules make no sense."
"I know," she sighed, "Letting Wanda wedding plan is surely biting us in the ass, hm?" You giggled and the brick that had settled on her chest quickly dissipated.
"I just want you," you whispered, lips ghosting over Natasha's but never touching to keep your gloss intact. She took in a sharp breath as she controlled her urge to kiss you, silly or not, she liked the idea of saving today's first kiss for the altar, but it was hard to refrain. "It's all too much, especially without you by my side."
Natasha knew just what you needed, so she pulled back and extended her hand out to grab yours...
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"May I have this dance?" You smiled instantaneously, back to your wife as she extended a hand over your shoulder. Seconds, that was all it took for your book to fall from your lap and her hand to envelop yours just before her body did. Natasha pulled you close, soft lips pressed against the warm skin of your cheek, it was unclear if it was the alcohol or her touch that got you to this moment of weakness, but truth be told it was both.
The redhead quickly readjusted the needle, allowing the special song to replay as she pulled you closer. It was never enough for her to have you in her arms, if she could absorb you wholly she probably would, but she'll settle for slipping her hands under your shirt. Her fingertips grazed over the indented lines that covered your hips and her lips found yours forehead.
Natasha inwardly admired your strength, and the work it took for you two to build this life. Her hands never wanted to leave your body, but as the songs blended the mood wordlessly shifted. "Where are the kids?"
Natasha spun you out, then pulled you back in, your face nuzzled against her chest, so you felt as she softly sighed, "They're at Lena's for the weekend, I wanted to surprise you with a few days just to ourselves."
Once the vinyl came to an end you felt a shift in the air, no music needed to play as the energy carried your collective movements. Natasha spun you around, and you responded by pressing your backside into her. Tension left your soul to have her this close again, but it flooded your every sense as she sensually swayed your bodies in sync with the rhythm of her heartbeat.
Natasha moaned against the skin of your neck as your hand reached back to slide into her hair. Your nails scratched at her scalp, melting away the remaining tension from her body that she brought home with her.
Your mind went hazy the longer she moved you, her hands were firm and the thrust of her hips into your backside became a bit more incessant. The redhead turned you around abruptly, your hot breaths mingled as you now shared your air more directly. There was a warmth radiating between your cores that could be felt the longer your fronts swayed together, it was hard to ignore too once you started to whimper at a graze.
Natasha wanted to kiss you, it took everything in her not to, because it'd been nearly a month since she had. At least in the way she was about to, pecking your lips in greeting would never compare to what's to come.
Which is why she refused to do it in such a rush, she planned to take her time with you instead. "Go upstairs," she gently commanded, her tone soft but you knew she wasn't simply asking—she was telling. "I'll be right behind you detka, don't you worry now."
Natasha gave your ass a love tap as you walked away, and chuckled as you squeaked. You sent her a playful glare just before obediently following her request.
Once you were gone she worked quickly to tidy up the room, throwing the boys toys into the right bins, and settling your book with a placeholder on the table.
When she entered the room with her hands full you knew you made the right call by undressing. A bag of organic trail mix stuck out of her jacket pocket, her go to sex snack, then you peered up to see the half empty bottle of wine, and two glasses sat in her hand.
"You always did know how to read my mind..."
•~~ “I could make you happy, make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn't do, go to the ends of the Earth for you—To make you feel my love.” ~~•
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