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bl-bracket · 11 months

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Finals: Pat and Pran First Kiss (Bad Buddy) vs Kinn and Porsche Goodbye Kiss (Kinnporsche: The Series)

[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]

Pat and Pran First Kiss: "There aren’t enough words to describe the way I felt the first time I watched this kiss happen. The buildup is immense, Pat is jealous but he doesn’t understand his feelings, Pran has been in love for so long he doesn’t want to even think there’s a chance. Pat talks about how damn lonely he was without Pran. He recontextualizes their whole relationship, yes they were enemies but they were also the only two people who understood eachother. And with that they’re not quite enemies, at least not anymore. And if they’re not enemies do you think they could be friends? When Pran asks, “Do you want us to be friends.” The hesitation before Pat just says no. It holds the weight of the world. And of course Pat is the one to lean in and cross that barrier, Pran is still petrified of his own feelings after years of beating them into submission. But once Pat has taken that leap and crossed that line you can see Pran say ‘fuck it’ and just go for it. If this is the only time he ever gets to kiss Pat then godammit he is going to make it worth it. Hands in each other’s hair like they couldn’t get closer to one another if they tried, desperation spills out of every corner of their kiss. And when then break apart, Pran is beyond devastated, he knows they could never be together, that this kiss might have been his one and only taste of something he has longed for, and he leaves Pat standing there for him to slowly come to the same bitter realisation as his face shifts from lovestruck to heartbroken. Ohm and Nanon raised the standard for every other kiss in any future bl. Not to mention the kiss happened when Pat was wearing a shirt that says ‘baseball mom.’ There is no other kiss that could be more deserving of this win"

Kinn and Porsche Goodbye Kiss: "it's about the EMOTION it's about the ANGST it's about finally having a glimpse at the freedom they've both dreamed of for so long and the pain of knowing that they will never have it but that in each other they can find a taste of that freedom and the pain and sacrifice that that entails. it's about the goodbye it's about the kinn kicking the ground and crying because he is willingly giving up the one good thing in his life to protect it it's about porsche being willing to cut off a hand for him for this man who put him through so much shit but that he LOVES because he has seen the true kinn, the real kinn, and the NEED to turn back and acknowledge that and that what they had in the woods was real and that kinn is worthy of his love. it's about the way that kinn staggers when porsche crashes his mouth into his it's about the arms wrapped around each other it's about the desperation to be as close as possible meaning that they hardly even move it's about the layers and layers of emotion folded into it it's about how porsche has to pull away and run so he won't turn back and so that he can give kinn what he wants (the knowledge that at least one of them will be free). it's about the fact that he does turn back. it's about them always coming back to each other. it's THEIR FIRST KISS IN LOVE OKAY IT'S EVERYTHING TO ME"

#bl bracket #bl drama #bl shows #final round #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #patpran #bad buddy #best kiss

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almond-tofu-chan · 1 month

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oh and DONT GET ME STARTED on how selfish ivan had to be to do what he did

one thing is certain is that for one reason or another, till wanted to die during round 6, or at least intended to. he stopped singing deliberately, he was trying to lose to ivan. and it was when he stopped singing that ivan went into panic mode and did... that

see i dont think ivan planned that at all. he was definitely planning to go the same way as sua, deliberately lose while not making it look intentional. he didnt expect till to throw like that and so he panicked

and obviously the kiss was selfish. there were surely other ways to lose points rather than forcing himself onto till (and ivan didnt even look like he enjoyed it either fwiw, neither of them looked happy) but maybe a part of ivan saw a chance to get that affection he had always wanted?

BUT ALSO, what does he expect till to do now? he has to go up against luka next, and ill be honest, short of literally beating him to death, i dont think till has what it takes. ivan was the prime candidate for beating luka, but now hes gone and left till to go up against him, all because he couldnt bear to see him die. for all he knows, till will still die, he just didnt want to have to be around to see it. how fucked up is that.

and they were SO CLOSE to being saved!! mizi and hyuna were in the building, they could have saved them they were so! close!! godammit!!!

istg if i get autistic enough i start writing entire essays, i am losing my goddamn mind rn AUGH

#literally actually losing my mind over these guys #ivantill #alien stage

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cookieswithay · 1 year

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"🕸No...no way🕷."

Thee Miles Morales x female reader😜

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⚠️Warnings: Kinda angsty, spelling mistakes, slight cursing and the biggest part of all...

⚠️SPOILERS!!!⚠️

(Well not exactly, but you'll know what I mean when you watch the movie.)

Don't read this, if you haven't watched it, Okay!🤠

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• Y'know, most people would go see parents when they're upset. But Miles, he needed to see YOU. Even though his pops life was soon gonna be at stake, he still needed to cool down. Get his head screwed back on straight. Yes, yes, this was selfish. And reckless. But if anyone could heal a black heart, it was his girlfriend.

• About 5.2 seconds later, he crash landed on your balcony. Normally, that would've hurt, but the adrenaline was still coursing through him. He took a shaky breath, and knocked on your window.

• Please be home.

• Miles chanted in his head. The curtains were drawn. Were you asleep? Godammit. He shouldn't of came here anyway. Knowing that Miguel guy (and everyone else he thought CARED about him) he was probably followed. You did NOT need a bounty on your head just from association. He was ready to hightail it, when he heard the curtains spread.

• "Miles?"

• You barely got the word out before you were tugged into a tight embrace. By...spiderwebs?

• "Um...sweetie pie?"

• You squeaked. What was wrong with him? Silently, he picked you up, and slipped through the window. (Still hugging you, btw) He put you down and sighed.

• "Sorry, Y/N. I...I just been through some stuff."

• "Stuff?"

• You asked, with a raised eyebrow. Sure, he's been scarce for a few days. But the crime was still low.

• "Remember when I said I had to figure out what Gwen was hiding?"

• You nodded slowly.

• "Well, uh...this is gonna be long. Um, listen, turns out I'm part of a long line Spidermen. But every gen, a police captain dies. And just recently, Dad got promoted and-"

• "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Pump the breaks for a sec, handsome."

• Was he talking too fast? Or was this still a information dump? You gave him a bewildered look.

• "You're saying your pops is getting promoted?"

• The chocolate hero nodded. You were at that party. Did you forget the deets already? (Although he wouldn't be surprised, you guys were kissing A TON that day)

• "Honey pie..."

• You said with a confused and now concerned look.

• "You're dad passed last year... remember?"

• Miles blood ran cold. Died last ye- What were you talking about!? He was alive! And he was gonna stay that way! Noticing your boyfriend's panicked expression, you gave him a hug.

• "Aww, Is this why you needed to see me?"

• "You'll be okay."

• Sadly your attempt to comfort him was in vain, his heart was still racing. He was home...right?

• "Go on, hug me back."

• You said into his chest. His arms naturally raised up, but he forced them to stop when he took a look a you. You...you looked really different. Instead of one of the many sweaters he lent you, you had one a tattered jersey with the sleeves torn off. Along with dragon tattoos littered on your arms. Even your iconic hairstyle was different!

• "Y/N..."

• "Hold that thought, let's get outta the dark."

• You said. You let him go and headed to the light switch. Miles watched as you did so, although it was kinda hard. His head was spinning like crazy. What was happening...?

• "Okay."

• You said. You turned on your heels.

• "Back to the kiss and make it bet-"

• You paused. You gave him a shocked look over. What was this new style? You chuckled as you crossed your arms.

• "Jeez, you dip for a few days, and become a whole new person."

• You flicked the lights back off.

• "But...I kinda like it."

• "It's not every day, I see your hair down..."

• Miles tensed as you walked up on him. This wasn't you...well not the one he's dating. You leaned on him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

• "It's nice,"

• You snickered.

• "Kinda gives a Huey Freeman vibe."

• Well, at least you were still clever. BUT, he didn't have time for this! He had to get his family! And protect Brooklyn from that spot weirdo in general! So much to do and so little time. He pulled your arms off.

• "Y/N, listen. I gotta-"

• His words fell when his Spider sense suddenly kicked in. He yanked you towards him, and hopped to the right. Just in the nick of time too. The door blasted in.

• "Y/N!"

• Miles ear rang. That voice...sounded oddly familiar. TOO familiar.

• "Miles!?"

• You shouted. Miles!? Like Miles Morales? The dark figure turned.

• "Y/N!? Oh my god, I'm so glad you're okay-!"

• YOUR boyfriend stopped in his happy tracks A awkward silence filled the room. Miles was now face to face...with HIMSELF. Well, a more tormented kinda intimidating version of himself. Where the hell is he!? Both of the males faces slowly went from shock, to deep frowns. YOU, on the other, was STILL shocked. Who the hell was holding you right now!?

• "Miles or...Miles-es?"

• "Who..."

• They both started, slowly yet angrily.

• "In the matrix hell..."

• "ARE YOU!?"

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HAHA! Bet no one saw THAT ending coming. Except the peeps who watched the movie too. Anywho, gotta finish a ROTTMNT ask. As always, Stay cool!😎

#spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman imagine #miles morales #miles x reader #miles x female reader #a little treat #watched a movie #loved it #random #x you fluff #Spiderman across the spiderverse spoilers #spoilers #to be continued?#stay cool #happy sunday

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rosaline-black · 11 months

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hi! for the blurb request for Hotch could you do something where they have to like spar against each other and hotch obviously doesn’t go 100% against reader even though she take it but he’d just feel guilty :) all fluff

No warnings just cute sparring fluff!

Hotch had never known some one to hold there own quite like you. Unlike himself or Morgan you didn’t seem threatening to many, but he’d seen you kick more ass then the entire team put together.

So when you flitted into his office, the distracting scent of your shampoo and your mouth moving. Hotch struggled to pretend like he was listening rather then admiring. Lucky for him he managed to catch the tail end of your rambles “-So would you like to spar with me? As I said the others already all have training partners…”

Ah yes. The bureaus new training modules had been insisted upon by Strauss. Apparently the team needed a refresh on combat training which the team had originally all groaned at. That was until they started to make it interesting.

JJ had come up with the brilliant idea to pair off with Morgan, betting that she could kick his ass which to be truthful, Hotch didn’t doubt one bit. Then Reid and Garcia had bonded over their mutual hatred for physical activity, deciding to work together so they could spend their mandatory sessions complaining. And Rossi was easy to convince when Prentiss had murmured something along the lines of ‘I bet you don’t even have it in you to fight me old timer…’.

So that just left you. Beautifully scary you. Hotch had planned to ask you formally, maybe even invite you to coffee after your sessions and somehow ween his way into actually asking you out properly but like he always had, Aaron feared the rejection.

The idea of your usually neutrally joyful expression moulding into one of pity and uncomfortableness kept him up at night. Worst of all he knew you wouldn’t even be cruel about it, you would let him down easy, spare him the inevitable embarrassment-

“If you don’t want to Hotch it’s alright… I can ask one of the trainees too-“

“Sounds like a plan agent… does 8am work for you?”

And so here you both were. 8am on the dot at the bureaus training gym. You looked just as beautiful in sports wear as you did in your every day outfits which was frustrating. He foolishly had hoped maybe your tired appearance would lower his nerves, but who was he kidding. He’d seen you bloody and bruised on the field and still then he had wanted to kiss you.

“So… should we just head straight into it?”

Hotch simply nodded and suddenly an onslaught of all new obsessive thoughts pressed there way into his head. Should I go easy on her? What if I end up hurting her and she hates me? What if she notices I’m not trying and feels insulted?

“Helloooo earth to Hotchner? If your mind is somewhere else we can reschedule…”

“No… no not at all, my apologies… let’s just practice combat punches today… I’ll hold the mat and you can start…”

He hoped maybe the early morning meant that you hadn’t noticed the way he tripped over his words, but by the looks of the smile creeping up over your face he assumed that wasn’t the case.

You took your stance, gloves on and shoulders firm. The first two punches were measured but after that the mat received the brunt of your wrath. He managed to keep steady but just barely, you were incredibly strong. Who knew that scary look of anguish nestling it’s way between your brows could be so… sexy?

“Right you go…”

“I’m not sure we have time…”

Pouting. Godammit you were pouting.

“Hotch we’ve been here less then 15 minutes… we have the gym booked till nine…”

Dark eyes flashing to the floor, Hotch had no choice but to concede to your demands. Aaron slipped his gloves on and forced his eyes not to latch onto the extent of your thighs that had been showcased as your shorts had rode up.

Rolling his shoulders back and aiming for the mat being grasped between your hands, poo Aaron took his first swing. It was weak… admittedly on purpose. And you noticed immediately. He swung a second time hoping it wasn’t too strong, the thought of knocking you over and was far worse then being perceived as an all show no cigar kinda guy.

“Seriously? That’s all you got Hotchner? Maybe Strauss was right… if our unit chief punches like that we do need training…oh-“

Before he could even think about what he was doing Hotch’s bravado got the better of him, and he took a third swing full force. Clearly you hadn’t been prepared because the mat had been hit so hard it put your balance of kilter causing you to stumble falling on your butt with an oof.

“Oh god… y/n- uh agent I am so sorry… I- are you laughing…?”

Your giggles echoed off of the walls of the training gym and Aaron couldn’t help but let his usual furrowed brow relax at the noise. Extending his arm, Hotch pulled you to your feet disregarding the mat as he scanned your body for any signs of damage.

“I tell you what boss I take it back… that was quite the hit…”

“My apologies again I… I’m sorry…”

So stuck in his web of self pity and guilt, Hotch missed your brazen grin as you took a daring step towards him.

“I tell you what… I know a way you can make it up to me…”

“How?”

Hotch was even more stunned when you pressed a finger into his chest.

“Take me to dinner after we finish on the next case…”

His smile alone gave you the answer to that request.

#Aaron hotchner x reader #Aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #hotch x reader #aaron hotch x reader #hotch x you #Aaron hotchner #criminal minds #hotch #aaron hotch hotchner

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skzswife · 8 months

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Why don't you come find out?

(Lee minho x fem reader)

Pt 2 (Pt 1 here) warnings on pt 1

The small scar on his stomach was beautiful to you but to him it was different "o-oh that. I'm sorry I know it's ugl-" he's cut off by a chaste kiss to his lips "No Min it's beautiful it makes you even more perfect" you state as you press a kiss to it and begin kissing down his body stopping at the waistband of his sweats (he did not give af abt dressing up for the party) and looking up at him through your lashes giving him fake ass innocent eyes like you werent asking to suck the soul out of him which he agrees to with a nod "sure baby go ahead" a devilish smirk appears on your face as you undo the tie of his sweats and tug them down with the help of him lifting his beautiful hips leaving him in his boxers.

You giggle seeing the wet spot from his precum soaking through his boxers "whats this Min?" You giggle palming him through his boxers causing him to grunt deeper than you had ever heard him go before and it makes you freeze. But then your hair is in his fist and your head is shoved down to his boxers causing you to look up in shock "You wanted it kitten now take it." You stare blankly from the dominant tone in his voice "I-uh" "take it." He says as his grips gets harsher causing you to whimper as you watch him take off his boxers with one hand and throw them somewhere to be found later. You stare in awe as his cock springs free landing just above his belly button with a pretty pink tip and veins running along the shaft your eyes widen "i- that's- that's like 9 or 10 inches! There's no way that's fitting!" He just chuckles "well you wanted it so your gonna have to make it fit" he says as he releases yoir hair and puts his arms behind his head relaxing, his confidence pissed you off so you decide to take his tip into your mouth and swirl your tounge around it causing his relaxation to falter and he groans "g-godammit kitten" you hum around his length as you take more in causing him to throw his head back "Fu-Fuck!" You continue with as much in your mouth as you can fit (not even half) nonetheless making him lose it because of how good your mouth is. "Fuck kitten im sorry i-i just can't hold back anymore" you furrow your brows in confusion about to pull your mouth off his cock when he grabs your hair and start pushing into your mouth throat at a slow pace at first but speeding up until he is fucking your throat relentlessly and every time you gag he goes faster "fuckfuckfuck your throat is so good shit gonna cum-" your gagging on his cock as he keeps pounding into it until he suddenly stops ans paints your throat white with his gun and you swallow as much as you can as he pulls out of your mouth even licking at the corner of your mouth to get the droplets trying to escape. You're savoring the sweet tangy and slightly sour flavor when suddenly your pulled onto your back and your underwear are litterally torn off your body leaving you exposed "w-what are you doi-" your cut off by minho diving into your cunt like he hasnt eaten in 15 years lapping up all your juices and licking up and down your folds. You jerk when his tounge meets your sensitive bundle of nerves, he wraps his lips around your clit and sucks on it ccausimg you to let out a pornographic moan but that just drives him further and he sucks harder and circles his tounge around it slowly getting more intense until you have the biggest orgasm of your life it washes over you and you see white as he uses his tounge to fuck you through it.

After regaining the ability to breathe after that earth shattering orgasm you climb onto his lap and snuggle into his neck while he rubs gentle circles on your back comfortingly at some point he touched a ticklish spot and it turned into him tickling you mercilessly and you begging him to stop and accidentally purposefully grinding on him when you feel him get hard again expecting to get the first move you put your hands on his shoulders but you are quickly shut down when he grabs you by the throat and pushes you down onto the couch. Before you can reach two of his fingers are inside of you, you moan at the stretch "Jesus your clenching like this around two of my fingers and your so tight fuck how am I going to fit" he says as he pumps his fingers in and out curling them to find that spot inside you and when he does he hits it every time. It makes you wonder how well his cock would hit it "Need you Min please now" "be patient baby there is no way in he'll I would fit in this pussy with how tight it is i have to prepare you first" he says nonchalantly as he adds a third finger. After pumping for a while he decides your ready so he takes his fingers and flips you over, you watch in awe as he slips them into his mouth and licks them clean "fuck you taste amazing" he groans out and you clench around nothing at how low his voice is. "Min stop fucking teasing me" you say in a tone that makes him stop what he was doing flip you over and grab your throat "watch your tone kitten" you almost whimper at how he said that "I-Im sorry I just need you min" you whine "well if your so desperate I guess I'll give it to you. But impatient girls dont get softness" he says in a snarky tone as he rams his cock into your aching hole with no mercy "FUCK MINHO" you moan in pain and pleasure "fuck y/n you take me so well" he groans as he starts slow picking up the pace quickly but steadily until he is slamming into you at a pace you didnt think humanly possible and it has you blabbering under him "m-minho so deep a-ah it hurts" you manage after a few seconds "awww is my sweet kitten cock dumb? Poor thing" He says with a teasing lilt in his voice as he picks up the pace "Min a-ah" he keeps the pace slowing when he hears a sob leave your beautiful mouth "you alright kitten?" when he gets no answer he slows even more while still pumping hard inside you "I'm ok min your just so big" "mmm so that's it kitten just fucking you so good you cant think?" You mumble in agreement as he starts fastening his pace again lifting your leg to your chest causing you to scream at how much deeper he is now he just smirks as you let out a trail of quiet curses under your breath, he connects your lips as he moves his hand down to play with your clit disconnecting your lips so he can focus on his thrusts and his fingers on your clit as his thrusts get sloppier and your thighs start shaking "Aww is my little kitten gonna cum?" You respond with a whimper and he stops abruptly "I asked you a question kitten" he says in a condescending tone "well I was before you stopped" you look back at him and he has a very agitated look on his face "I dont like your attitude very much y/n" before you could apologize your flipped onto your stomach and he leans down trapping on of your nipples in his mouth at first sucking gently and teasing it with his tounge and then he bites down, not hard enough to draw blood but hard enough for you to help and try to pull away only to be stopped by his large hand keeping a firm grip on your waist "Min what the f-" your cut off by him shoving into you all the way and right away he starts slamming into you with no mercy hitting your cervix "Min it hurts" you look at him expecting sympathy only to see him chuckling "you really should have thought of that before kitten" he says pumping harder hitting your G-spot so perfectly it has you seeing stars "Min im gonna-" "what kitten you gonna cum? Here let me help" he says as he brings his hand between you and to your clit causing you to gasp "Min- I'm gonna cum" "go ahead kitten

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phillip-graves-wife · 3 months

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Heres another smut :3

@bellgraves.💙💙 as you requested

SMUT MDNI

soap x reader x graves

You were Graves girl, he didnt let you never forget that especially now..

He sat across the room manspreading himself with his cock in his hands grunting only staring into your eyes as he pumped his veiny shaft in his hand listening to your moans as..he filled you up

Who was he? Why, none other than the man who loved to look you up and down and finally made a move..Soap.

Soap had admired you from afar but only that..always giving winks,flirting over comms,and just overall trying to get your attention.He wasnt,however, aware you were in a relationship..he wouldnt have flirted as much . If he had known

Phillip was the jealous type and everyone knew it but he was also secretive.It wasnt that he didnt love you,it was because he loved you too much.If no one knew you were with him then theyd continue to be under the rouse that the man had no weakspot and wanted it that way.

Long atory short; Graves had found out about this 'cute flirting and asked for a private meeting with Johnny

"Aye,You needed me Phil?..."

"Yeah..take a..a seat sorry"

Johnny noticed Graves shifting uncomfortabally and gasping a bit

"y.you alright?"

"Fine n.now..oh Godammit ok stop.." he look down pulling you up from the desk by your hair and laying you on the desk

Safe to say,Soap was,,shocked

All you were in was a small lingerie piece that showed everything.

"W.what were you doin under there lass?!?" Johnny asks red hues creeping over his face

you chuckle "Seems like you already know Soap..". you say slyfully

he attempts took look away but cant..you look so beautiful like this laid out on Phils desk precum smeared over your lips as you gave him a cum drunken smile

"Me and this pretty thing made a deal.." Graves says holding your face making you look at Soap

"W.what is it?" he said nervously

"You get to use her cunt anyway you see fit..but ill be here too.." he says sitting in a chair in the corner and set his belt on the arm of it.

Soap doesnt waste one more second ripping off his trousers "Fuck..look at whatcha do t'me bonnie.,"

He cock practically sprang out of his pants as he brought your thighs to the end of the table

"Ah..ive got t'see her eyes.."

Soap rougly turned you on your stomach "Happy now?" he says frustrated

'Very" Phil says already taking his own cock out rubbing the precum you failed to clean yourself off his cock into his now aching tip.

"Ready?" Soap says darkly in your ear as he holds one hand on your back kerping you steady

You give a quick nod and Johnny starts kissing the head with your entrance as he finally pushes himself in and gasps

"B.bonnie.." is all he manages to say while pumping his cock into you thrusting his hips into your desperate cunt as you squirmed beneathe him

He start ramming into you mericlessly as his orgasm closens

"F.fuck i.im gonna." Soap says with a growl to his voice

"Rookie.." Graves mutters.Hes orgasmed twice just looking into your eyes

Soap quickened his pace feeling you get close

"Tell me ya need it bonnie.," he speaks sternly as he plants a firm spank on your ass

"A.Ah! N.need it p.please.," you say crying in pleasure

As you plead he lets out a hot load into your pussy making you squirm and whine

Graves held your face "Atra girl.." he says kissing you as Soaps slides out

Maybe you should let soap flirt often

@candy616 💗💗

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stevebabey · 1 year

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Hi hi hi!! Congratulations so much on your milestone! I haven’t been following for very long but you are one of my favorite Steve writers, bar none. Thanks for sharing your writing with the internet 💖

📽 If I may step behind the beaded curtain of Family Video…

Post-battle, one of the many you’ve shared with Steve, and you just want to stop thinking. Thinking hurts, especially when you think about the fact that you almost just lost each other!! Steve is being lovey and sweet and altogether way too nice while you make out so you bite his lip, ruck your hands through his hair, roll your hips a little harder. He lets you flip him underneath you, but it’s still not enough, so you’re pulling at his mouth and fisting his shirt in ur hands and avoiding eye contact bc if you cry that’s it, it’s over, he won’t fuck you like you want it. But of course he notices, and tries to soothe you, “baby baby honey. Please. Shhhh. Talk to me” with kisses on your cheeks and petting at your hair and worry creasing his brow. And godammit if he doesn’t make you talk to him like a healthy adult who processes their feelings 🙄 before eating you out while holding ur hands for comfort. And maybe he doesn’t fuck you like you want it, but definitely how you NEED it. He always knows 🥺

(I’m sorry if that’s too long I just got so excited to share this and talk with you and if it’s not your style I totally understand and congrats regardless!!!!)

anon u came to the RIGHT place for some tender loving sex i am ALL for that shit!!! also hello!!!! i’m so very pleased to have u here!! u make me blush honey, and yes indeed come behind da beaded curtain hehe - also DAMN i do not know how to shut up apparently, i sat down to write this, fixed myself a g&t and clearly went a bit insane <3 hope u love! 18+ content below the cut MDNI

maybe it’s a bit too much of a close call this time, or it’s just that you’ve been here too many times but either way your nerves are frayed tonight— and the solution lies in steve’s arms. there’s something bout the skin-to-skin that soothes one part of you entirely while setting another part aflame- you love him and you nearly lost him tonight and it sets you about with a burning desire, nearly delirious in how his lips feel against yours, how he feels pressed against you when you grind in his lap and clutch at his shirt- you’re tugging at the fabric but don’t even pause your kisses for a moment, just try to tug it up and off. it’s the first sign to steve that tonight is different, that you’re needier than usual. he murmurs his assurances of love, soft and low, “it’s alright, honey,” he mumbles between the heated kisses, “we’re both alright, we made it out,” and he gives what you want, his shirt off and then your own

but he’s being soft, all delicate and caring with you and normally you adore that- the sweet lovebites scattered along your neck that’ll be gone by morning- tonight, instead it feels like you’re treated like glass, like in your mind maybe he’s still preparing to say goodbye in some twisted final way — so you use your hands to press him down, knees straddling his waist and try your best to let the message sink in; if he fucks you rough, it’s like none of the hurt of tonight happened, like the shit you went through didn’t happen at all. hands in his hair, hips rolling down sinfully and pulling groans from his throat, you reattach your mouths and desperation pours from your lips- you don’t want to slow down, to think about what you’ve both barely escaped and agonisingly, steve can tell — his hands grasp your face and halt your kisses but the moment you pause, you won’t look at him, can’t look at him. suddenly you’re embarrassed and steve is all quiet murmurs, “hey, hey, honey, what’s this? what’s going on with my girl?” and his nose nudges against yours, encouraging u to answer and your voice is smaller than ever as you give some pititful excuse, some line that usually riles him up, “just wanna feel you, stevie, just wanna fuck you,” and you grind down on him

steve knows you better than that though and though he hisses, pleasure spiking at the grind you give, he moves his hands to stop your hips- the movement they pause, his hands climb up and cradle your face as his features give away his worry. there’s a terrible furrow in his brown, eyes pooled with concern and he pulls you close, dozens of kisses against your cheeks, your nose, your forehead as he murmurs to you, “honey, please, talk to me,” and you do exactly what you’d been trying to avoid, fat tears welling in your eyes and shit, now you’re crying but it’s like it’s exactly what steve’s expecting — his arms are ready to hold every piece of you together while you cry shakily, whispered fears and confessions of love he’s already heard before and steve listens to it all- his kisses take your tears and when you calm, fear finally taking the back burner in your mind and breathing normal, he’s ready n waiting for you. “d’you want to just sleep?” he checks, lovingly and your shaking your head no quickly; you weren’t lying before, there’s an itch under your skin that can be sated only by his touch. steve doesn’t seem surprised but rolls the both of you over, kissing you with a bit more fervour now that he knows you’re truly alright - then he’s moving down the bed, kisses against your collarbones, down your sternum and when you voice your confusion steve’s raspy voice just says, “shh, it’s alright, lemme take care of my girl, yeah? you gonna let me take care of you?” his rough hands are already teasing the inside of your thighs so you can’t help but sigh out a yes

and he does take good care of you, one hand intertwined with yours as the heat of his mouth works your cunt, drawing whines and whimpers out- you’re clutching his hair and feeling hot in your skin, squeezing his hand as steve whispers his praise to you, “that’s it, so good f’me, doing so well,” until you’re spilling over the edge and quivering beneath his touch- but steve’s not done and he can tell you aren’t from the look in your eye. he’s somehow managed to melt away an extra layer of stress that you only notice in its absence so when he kisses back up your tummy and stretches you nice on his cock, you keen and melt into him, completely unwound— steve’s just as he was in the beginning, soft and sweet, all i love you’s scattered between the moans but you can tell know this is exactly what you need. you’re chest to chest and only trying to get closer, fingernails clawing at his back- you’d crawl into his skin if you could- and steve fucks you through it perfectly and you somehow come apart at how he just knows — he knows you, knows what you need and when to give it to you and that’s a kind of love you don’t think you’ll ever get used to- it’s a flurry of rushed kisses and sweet words, steve urging you with a rasp to cum with him, pleading and whimpering into your neck until you both come undone. you fall asleep in his arms to the ghost of a kiss in your hair

#it's tender loving sex and yet: no one look at me #maybe he doesn’t fuck you like you want it but definitely how you NEED it. He always knows #WHAT A PROMPTTTTT #its true i wanna be fucked like that omg #mdni #this was a delicious thought anon thank u for sharing #ruby writes steve #stevie drabbles!#steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #steve harrington #steve harrrington x you #ruby's very own tour of hawkins #as emma was the one who first pushed me to write smut now every time i write anything smut related im like EMMA!! LOOK! LOOK I DID IT! AGAIN #hehehe

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themidnightghoul · 2 months

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Hellooo!! Idk if you’re still taking the kissy prompts, but can I interest you in (dammit I forgot the number) 18 or 19 “for encouragement” actually whichever number it is, I think think the other was “for luck” and that feels similar with Swisstom? (Swaeon? whichever you prefer to call the bug!)

Godammit this is barely coherent XD

I am always up for writing kissing Ghouls! Sorry this took a minute to get to but I hope you enjoy! And yes, I am actually writing Ghouls go to Disney World because I think we absolutely need to know what kind of shenanigans they would get up to.

“Are you excited, Baby Bat?” Swiss pulled the little Quint against his chest and rested his chin on their head just behind their Nightmare Before Christmas ears they had gotten at the start of the day. “I know you’ve been wanting to ride this one for a long time, right?”

Phantom was silent as they pressed their back against Swiss’ chest, almost like they were trying to disappear somehow. They simply stared ahead and nodded once, which Swiss could only tell due to his chin being on their head. Something was wrong and he felt a lamb of guilt that he hadn’t noticed sooner.

Swiss immediately turned them around, tilting their chin up to look at him and grabbing the ear headband before it fell off of their head, “Hey, what’s going on? You don’t want to ride this one anymore?”

“I do…” they mumbled, tugging at the hem of their shirt anxiously.

“Okay, then we can still ride it. Are you scared?” Swiss brushed their cheek with his thumb, brushing over the scar on their cheek. He loved their scar and had finally convinced them to stop glamouring it away. When they nodded again he smiled softly. “It’s okay to be scared. This is your first roller coaster, Bug, I’d be surprised if you weren’t at least a little bit nervous.”

Phantom whined softly and Swiss noticed their eyes losing their grey glamor, flickering back to the one white and one purple that they normally were. He kissed each eye gently and when they reopened them, they were back to the glamoured grey, a frown on their face. “Swiss…maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Maybe I’m not ready.” They looked down at their feet, fidgeting with their fingers like they tended to do when they got overwhelmed and couldn’t vocalize properly.

Swiss moved them forward in line, still holding on to them. “If you really don’t think you’re ready, we can go. We’ll meet up with everyone else and go get you a snack and watch the parade. But I think you’d much rather ride this, yeah?”

Another whine and a nod and Swiss gently put his finger under their chin, tilting their head up and smiling. He leaned down and kissed them softly, his free hand pulling them in by their waist. When he pulled away, Phantom was blushing and grinning from ear to ear, clearly feeling much better. “Do you think it’s frowned upon to make out in the line to Seven Dwarves Mine Train?” They whispered, looking around to see if anyone was staring.

Swiss laughed at Phantom’s joke, shrugging his shoulders. “Who cares. It’s the most magical place on Earth or whatever. But right now, you needed a little magic of your own.” He spun them around, wrapping his arms back around their chest. “Now, how about we go see what all the hype is about for this ride, hmm?” He slipped their ears back on their head and stepped them up to the gate.

Phantom tilted their head back, silently asking for another kiss from the Multi Ghoul, who happily obliged. “Yeah, let’s do this, Swissy.”

Kiss prompts!

#midnight writes #kiss prompt #swiss ghoul #phantom ghoul #swisstom #ghouls go to disney #ask midnight to write

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@bloogers-boogers I'm really shy about posting this but hi

It Meant Nothing

"Hey guys, heard of gay chicken?" Asked Kenny muffled through his coat.

"The fuck is gay chicken?" Asked Stan

"I think It's where we take turns kissing each other, and the last to chicken out wins." Said Kyle.

"Oh no way, I am not kissing a dirty jew."

Said Cartman.

"And I'm not kissing a fatass either."

Retorted Kyle.

Stan and Kenny looked at each other, smirks on their faces.

"20 bucks." Said Kenny.

"We can split it." Stan whispered to Kenny.

"We are not-"

"Make it 25." Cut in Cartman.

"Deal." Agreed Kenny.

"But! We are doing it last." Said Kyle

"Fine I'll go first." Said Cartman.

He waited for Stan or Kenny to come forward.

"Pull down your hood poor boy." He said.

"My lucky day." Kenny joked.

He reached up and slide it away from his unwashed face. His hair was dirty and sweaty even though it was snowing.

"Ready to taste the rainbow?"

"Shut up."

Cartman pulled him in quick and kissed.

Kenny couldn't help but giggle a little as he let go. He coverd his mouth smiling and said, "that was so gay."

"Who's gonna kiss who next?" Asked Stan.

"Who ever is brave enough." Said Kenny.

"I'll do it," said Kyle. "I'm not backing down to a stupid kiss."

"Stan come here."

Stan backed away as Kyle reached for him.

"Stan, already?" Asked Kenny

"But, Wendy-"

"Uh oh, someone's a pussy." Said Cartman

"She's not here, it'll mean nothing anyway." Reassured Kyle.

"Are you sure, because she's already mad at me for-"

"No, no, no, Stan's right, the she-hippie can't handle a little bromance." Cartman teased.

"Shut up, fatass!" Yelled Kyle.

"Come on Stan, your not going to listen to Cartman are you?"

Stan looked at the ground for a minute, eyes tracing the cracks in the concrete.

"I'm sorry Kyle, me and Wendy already have enough problems right now. I'm chickening out." Stan backed away, Kyle disappointed. << gay?🤨

"Pucker up, pretty boy." Kenny said taking off his hood once again.

"I am not loosing this stupid game." Kyle said.

Before Kyle could kiss him Kenny backed away and started laughing.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry! I can't help it." He said between laughs.

"Let's just get it over with,"

They leaned in again but just as there lips touched, Kenny snorted and kept giggling like a girl at a sleepover.

"Omg, kiss already!" Cartman held his head in his hands

"What, so you can kiss me next?" Teased Kyle.

"I will kick your ass!"

Kenny grabbed Kyle's shirt and pulled him in for a smooch.

"Yall are so slow." Commented Stan.

"At least I didn't chicken out." Said Kenny.

"Alright, now the fun really begins." Kenny put his hands together as Stan pulled a twenty and a five out his wallet.

"Godammit Kyle, why couldn't you've chickened out!"complained Cartman

"I'm not losing this because kisses don't mean anything." Kyle said, "Plus I owe Ike money so come here."

Kyle grabbed for him but Cartman jerked away. "Oh and don't forget Kyle, I can use this as blackmail."

Kyle stopped for a minute, "So, you don't want the money?" He asked.

"You God damn jew, of course I want the money!" He said. "But just for the record, I'm going to tell all the girls you kissed me. He got close and quiet at the last part, he knew that would tick Kyle off.

"No,"

"What?"

"I'm not going to kiss you Cartman," he said determinedly. "You'll just have to kiss me."

"Now it's getting somewhere," said Stan

"To be honest, now I want them to kiss." Added Kenny.

"Wa-why me!?" He yelped

"Seems like you wanna kiss me so bad."

"No, you have to kiss me!"

Kyle tried not to smile to keep the affect going, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a little.

"Who's the pussy now?" He said with an eyerole.

"Pussy? Your the one to scared to make the first move." He said dramatically.

"I'm the pussy?" Giggled Kyle.

"Well, first your a jew, second, I'm gonna tell all the girls you kissed me, and third-"

"Is jew the only insault you have for me?" He asked, his cheeks flame red.

"Your still a pussy-"

Kyle grabbed Cartmans face and pulled him into a kiss. He squinted his eyes shut, but for Cartman it was the complete opposite. Kyle didn't let go for a second, all of their emotions where entwined in that very moment. Kenny and Stan gasped, making Kyle bring his thoughts together.

He let go and gasped as though that kiss sucked all the oxygen from him.

"There goes the last of my money." Said Kenny.

Cartman just stood there, Dazed. He tried collecting all his thoughts until he could breath again. He put a hand to the place Kyle had grabbed him.

"Call me pussy again." Kyle said.

I didn't really know how to end it so I left it there.

Also, one of my favorite hcs is Kenny giggles when anybody tries to kiss him

#south park #kyman #fanfic #microwaved fanfics ☕️♨️#sp k2 #kenman #sp #south park fanfiction

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starfleetsxvulcan · 10 months

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THINGS I ADORE ABOUT THE STRANGELY EDITED TOS BLOOPER SPECIAL THAT AIRED ON NBC:

the enterprise casually flying along upside down

"goDAMMIT-"

shatner making out too hard with a woman that it causes laughter on set

'loyal first officer of the enterprise' proceeds to show scene of Spock beating the shit out of Kirk

nimoy saying a Spock line as seriously as possible before immediately shoving a lollipop into his mouth with a smile

"aRe YoU ChALlEnGInG mE tO a DuEl-"

"if you say so mister spock, sugar"

" i know this is going to sound foolish...I FEEL LIKE HELL-"

"mister spack-!" shatner breaks himself

they always seem to have food on the set??? they're just casually eating between takes??? what in the what-

nimoy's son walking onto the set with spock ears on

shatner dragging fellow actor over to wall...proceeds to try to bury him in dirt

the parasite blob hitting nimoy directly on THE ASS-

shatner while pointing aggressively "you have no right but we have the right but you have no rights butwehavetherights-"

shatner and nimory 100% dedicating themselves to walking at sliding doors and slamming into them hard when they do not open

shatner does not like the bacon

"bob do NOT cut-"

shatner's random ass screaming boi what is the MATTER with you-

nimoy kindly telling shatner it's okay to make mistakes because he makes mistakes

"HAVE NO FEAR...SARGON IS HERE"

"...kiss me" shatner confusion intensifies as he stares at kelley

"ive got a wig problem"

ah yes the dance party on the turntable robot clone making machine

shatner pouring brandy onto co-actress' hand

bele and lokai running into each other at full speed

shatner getting kidnapped off the set mid-shoot

shatner mouthing 'i don't know what's going on' at the camera

solider actor takes a slip cue nimoy clapping

"unless you veer off..." nimoy still in character "...i shall blow my brains out"

'save it!'

the d r e a d e d c l a p p e r

'jim' im fine bones 'are you alright-' laughter

"uhhhhhh...."

"sOME BODY HELP THE CAPTAIN-" james and shatner losing it

nimoy spinning in the chair 'okay smartass'

the enterprise explodes

the cast-mostly shatner-singing happy birthday on set

#hehe made another blooper post #i only got like one terrible quality version of said special found on youtube #its chaos guys #and its mostly because of shatner #mans crazy #ABSOLUTELY CAUSING THE MOST SHENANIGANS #nimoy being a close second #star trek tos #star trek #star trek bloopers #Emotionally Compromised (OOC)#Breaching Cat (mun)

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bl-bracket · 11 months

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Semifinals: Pat and Pran First Kiss (Bad Buddy) vs Nozue and Togawa First Kiss (Old Fashion Cupcake)

[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]

Nozue and Togawa First Kiss: "This kiss is ridiculously hot and is a culmination of so much that’s been simmering beneath the surface for the entire show up to that point. Togawa has been pining so hard for Nozue for so long that when Nozue gives him a glimmer of hope and then tries to leave, everything he’s been bottling up comes surging out. Kimura Tatsunari exudes a level of desperate lustfulness in this scene that’s as intense as anything I’ve seen in any genre. We’re all familiar with the idea that people look at a person’s mouth when they want to kiss them, but Togawa looks at Nozue’s mouth like he dreams about it every night and sees it every time he closes his eyes. No wonder he feels a need to stick his thumb in there. Takeda Kouhei also communicates so much in this scene. Nozue is shocked and confused but he can’t help but respond to Togawa’s kisses. You can see the gears turning—and refusing to turn—as he tries to make sense of what’s happening—and keeps kissing Togawa back even though he still can’t process it. Togawa’s declaration, “I’ve been trying to seduce you, with everything I have,” is the cherry on top."

#bl bracket #bl drama #bl shows #round 5 #semifinals #patpran #bad buddy #togawa x nozue #old fashion cupcake #best kiss

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almond-tofu-chan · 1 month

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GODAMMIT i was rewatching All-In and i literally JUST realized that Mizi and Hyuna were there- LITERALLY THERE- during round 6!

ISHAKDJALFNAKFN THEYRE RUNNING AROUND KICKING ROBOT ASS AND BEING CUTE WHILE IVAN AND TILL ARE LITERALLY ABOUT TO SING TO THE DEATH I CANT

i mean i probably shouldve realized this sooner since mizi still has the cut on her face at the end of round 6, but holy shit

just the fact that these two kisses were very likely happening at the same time is fucking awful oh my god

#god ik mizi would feel guilty anyway #but imagine knowing taht you were running around being goofy while your two remaining friends were like that #i hate everything #ivantill #alnst mizi #alnst hyuna #alnst

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sarahs-secrets2 · 1 year

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Die for Me (Phillip Graves x Reader) ࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

another request! thank you so much anon!

based on Die for Me by Post Malone ft Halsey & Future

gn! fem biased (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: angsttttt, cheating (not in a sexy way), Phillip being an asshole, swearing, pet names

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The door creaked open as the hallway light flicked on, illuminating the room as Phillip walked into your shared home, dropping his duffle on the floor. It was late, the sun had set a long time ago. You had figured he would've been home earlier but these late-night arrivals had become typical at this point. The sound of him kicking his boots off echoed through the house as you sat up from the couch rubbing your eyes, you had fallen asleep waiting for him to come home.

“Hey,” he whispered as he made his way into the living room, “You didn't have to wait up,”

“I wanted to,” you reached towards the coffee table grabbing your phone. Phillip bent down to kiss you, you flinched turning your head so his lips landed on your cheek instead. “Sit down, please”

“What’s all this about darlin’? Are you alright?” his brow furrowed.

“I’m fine,”

“Talk to me, what’s goin’ on?” his hand began to rub your thigh lightly, quickly you stood up causing his hand to drop back down to the couch, “What the hell are you doin’?”

“Are you cheating on me?” your arms crossed in front of your chest as you stared him down where he sat on the couch.

“No?” he stood up and placed his hands on your hips pulling you close to him, “I would never do that, I couldn't do that to you,” his southern accent was heavy, he was purposefully laying it on thick.

“You’re a fucking liar,” you shook his hands off your hips, and your finger jabbed into his chest as he tried to back away.

“Stop that,”

“Stop? How about you stop being a fucking dick, Phillip? You think of that?”

“Godammit, can you let me think for a second?” his hands ran down his face as he started to pace in front of you.

“Did you ‘get a chance to think’ when you were fucking that girl? Hm?” you snapped your fingers, “Quickly, I’m waiting,”

“You weren’t supposed to find out about that, it was a mistake,”

“God, you’re too predictable Phillip you know that? I just knew something was happening, way too many late nights, I just had this feeling you were lying to me,”

“You never trusted me what I am supposed to do with that,”

“Don’t turn this around on me, I’m not the one fucking girls in our bed,” your voice was increasingly raising as you went on, making sure you got your point across.

“How the hell did you even find out?” he slouched back down onto the couch sinking into the cushions, his hands continuing to hide his face from you

“The fucking security system you dumbass, there’s literally a picture of her leaving the house,” you held your phone up to his face, the photo on your phone showed Phillip escorting the one-night stand back to her car that was parked in your spot. His hand was on her lower back and she was smiling up at him, the cherry on top was her in Graves’ hoodie.

“I thought I deleted it,” he was exasperated trying to explain himself to you.

“Cute sweatshirt she's wearing huh?” it was almost laughable at this point. You swiped through the collection of photos the doorbell camera had captured. At the time when you first saw them you felt sick. It was an indescribable feeling, like the drop on a rollercoaster. Your heart raced and the air in your lungs felt nonexistent. This was over a week ago and after some time regrouping you had come to terms and were ready to confront him.

“I’m sorry,” he hung his head as he choked on his words, not even looking at you as he said it.

“Pack your shit and get out of this house Phillip, I can't even believe you,”

“Can we talk about this,” he stood back up trying to continue the conversation.

“What else is there to talk about? Do you remember you used to tell me that you would take a bullet for me? You would die for me?” he stood silently in front of you not able to conjure a response, “You changed, I’m not sure who is standing in front of me but it’s not the same man I fell in love with,”

“Whatever, I’ll get my stuff,” he shoved passed you brushing past your shoulder as he made his way to the bedroom.

“Take the bed sheets while you're at it,” you yelled down the hall. You weren't able to hear his response, just some angry mumbling from the room. Graves stomped around the room shoving his stuff into his bags and grabbing as much as he could. He couldn't explain why he did what he did, maybe that’s the reason he was being so defensive about it, he knew he was wrong and he still wasn't sure why he did it.

“I don't have all night Phillip, just get the rest later,” you approached the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe as you watched a frazzled Graves shove random shirts into his bag. He glanced over at you before returning to his duffle and zipping it up. You led the way out of the house opening the front door for him as he walked out. He stopped halfway down the front sidewalk before turning around to face you, he gave you a sad smile and a nod. He knew it was his fault and he couldn't blame you for it at all, his actions had caused your reaction and now he had to live with that.

You watched as he slid his duffles into the backseat of his truck before jumping in and starting the engine. He gave a small wave before backing out of the driveway, you didn't reciprocate as you walked back into the house. The door closed behind you as you let your hand linger on the doorknob a little longer than usual. Taking a deep breath you headed back to the bedroom to replace the sheets Phillip Graves had taken with him. It was time for a clean start and clean sheets.

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anon idk if this is what you were thinking but i hope you like it eek

#phillip graves cod #phillip graves #philip graves x reader #phillip graves x reader #philip graves #phillip graves imagine #phillip graves x you #cod graves #graves x reader #graves mw2 #graves cod #warren kole #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare ii

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Hola I just find out about this cute series and I thought you might be interested. It has radioapple with jealous background Vox, and Lucy in that order. 1 Part and 2 Part (in case the link doesn’t work it’s called ‘Speculations on Unexpected and Unwelcome Video Evidence’ by flaggermousse, she has other one shots uploaded,from the same series, on her account and they are so good absolutely recommend)

I am really fascinated by how relatable Al is in here, like the fact that he doesn’t like if an outsider look at his relationship with the king and sees him as the weak one. Cause ofc he is gotta be aware about the power dynamics between them, and that’s just so Alastor core, but Lucy loves him and always reassures him and my heart mealts every time Godammit I LOVE THOSE POOKIES SO MUCH🥺💖

Also the way Lucy is just like ‘Fuck off, Television-guy, this deer is mine now.' And kisses him ehehe

This reminded me of your series ‘just kiss already’, but like after they get together🥺

You had me at jealous Vox AND Lucifer 👀 (I am a SUCKER for Jealous!Lucifer. If anyone has any fics with that, send em' my way because I have a need).

And hhhhhhh I haven't even read it yet, but that is exactly how I see Alastor and his feelings toward being in a relationship with Lucifer. The difference in power is IMMENSE and I totally understand Alastor not wanting to being seen as the "weak one" in a relationship. I'd hate that shit too. But Lucifer reassuring him and them being cute together makes me just dslfjhsgjbw

The fics have been added to my Mark for Later list!! And now that I have a phone with a useable screen I can finally read on my phone again!! 🥳 I'm pretty sure that was 90% of the reason why I haven't been reading a lot of fic for the past 5 montha. It's too hard commenting on my ipad, and my laptop screen is too big (I don't like how much it stretches out the paragraphs).

YA'LL BETTER GET READY FOR A HAZBIN HOTEL FIC BINGE CUZ YA GIRL IS STARVING

Thank you for the rec!!! You've never steered me wrong yet, twosoulss :3

#yummy yummy food #all you fic writers better prepare yourselves #im coming for YOU #hands up and gimme all your fics 🔫#thank you for the rec!!!#fanfiction recs #fanfic recs #fanfiction recommendations #asks #twosoulss77

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witchblood-if · 11 months

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How would the ROs react if they enter MC store only a angry customer berating the MC who looks like there in the verge of tears

Godammit, this was a monster, Anon. It's ... long. Some didn't turn out very well but I am sure the thirsty red-flag readers are gonna love this one.

TW: rude customers? a lot of cursing, especially in the first one

Hugs and kisses

-Carter

Faith: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Faith stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying her.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

"Hey, hey, hey pal! What's going on here?"

You could see from the furrowed brows and set mouth on her face that Faith was, in simple terms, pissed.

"What's going on you ask? This incompetent would-be magician sold me a faulty piece of 'magic' and I'm demanding a refund!"

While the customer was still screaming Faith squeezed herself between the counter and the very angry guy, shielding you.

She squares her shoulders and speaks.

"You know what I'm thinking? I think you're an embarrassing limp-dicked douchebag who doesn't have any right to be such a bitch. Probably didn't know how to properly use the stuff, idiot, because it sure as hell wasn't faulty. Now run home, before I make you take a bite out of the counter!"

The customer becomes pale, red-faced, and then pale again while slowly backing towards the door.

"This isn't over yet!"

"Oh go eat a bag of dicks, jerk." Faith replies with an eye roll.

The door slams shut so hard that the bottles on the shelf next to it rattle.

"What if he comes back?" you ask, wiping a stray tear from your cheekbone.

"Don't worry, he won't" Faith says with a grin. "Now, what do you wanna eat for lunch? Pizza or burgers?"

Isaac: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Isaac stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying him.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

"You sure seem angry, my friend!" Isaac says, getting close to the angry customer and putting a firm hand on his shoulder. Isaac smiles but you can see the strain of trying to remain calm in his eyes. "What seems to be the problem?"

"What's the problem, you ask? This incompetent would-be magician sold me a faulty piece of 'magic' and I'm demanding a refund!"

"Look, even if you happened to have experienced the unfortunate rare faulty spell, there is no reason to get rude. Now, MC. I am sure there's a simple solution here?"

Sniffeling, but nonetheless glad the customer ceased screaming at you, you answer "Of course I ... I could maybe issue a gift card for the full price? Or give you a replacement?"

The man still seemed kind of flustered but leagues calmer than just moments before.

"Nah I don't ... It's fine. I'll just ... take another one."

Wiping away a stray tear you quickly ring up the order while Isaac stands close to you, not taking his eyes off the customer.

"Right, thanks. Um ... Bye." The man shuffles out the door and you think he might have realized he overreacted.

Isaac rounds the counter, stopping right before you, eyes trained on your puffy face. With a gentle sigh, he takes your hand in his.

"Are you ok?"

You sniffle one last time.

"Yeah, I think so. Thanks for de-escalating."

"Don't mention it, really."

Eli: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Eli stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

You could see that the longer the man is screaming the more conflicted Eli seems to become. You know they aren't really one for open confrontation but they also couldn't not do anything.

"... and that's why I want my money back! No replacement, no gift card, cash! You hear me?"

Teary-eyed you focus on the customer in front of you and the thoughtlessly discarded gift card on the floor again but before you could say a word Eli pushed forward, towering in front of the man.

"Sorry, dude, that's against store policy," Eli says calmly. You see the man blanching at the sole sight of the broad-shouldered person looking down on them with a neutral expression. "... so I suggest you take the damn gift card. Or don't. I don't care. Just scram."

"Right ... uh ..." The man bows down, snatches up the gift card, and stumbles backward towards the door, almost pushing over a low shelf by accident before disappearing out into the street.

"Twat." Eli mumbles while watching the man almost fall down the curb outside before turning to you again. "You should ban him from the store. I'm sure you got a magicy ... whatever for that, right?"

You shoot a watery smile at them, eyes still a little puffy.

"Yeah, I do."

Mezilkree: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Mezilkree stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

You're glad you threw a glance at Mezilkree when they entered because right now their mouth is opening to a deranged grin, sharp long teeth on full display and they move towards the still-raging customer.

As subtle as you can you try to mouth a hurried "Don't!" towards the mushroom and shake your head as hard as you dare without the man in front of you noticing but Mezilkree just winks at you while continuing their sneak attack.

Just when they're right behind the customer they open their mouth wide and Snap! before you can intervene.

The man exclaims a loud "What the fuck!?" while turning towards Mezilkree, who in turn snaps at him again, this time closer to the man's ear.

"Fuck!" the man screams, hauling ass as fast as he can towards the front door while Mezilkree starts barking? He almost trips over a decorative vase you have displayed before the door finally closes behind him with a gentle jingle.

The tears on your face aren't from this horrible interaction anymore, but rather from holding back a laugh while the Mushroom turns to you, a much more relaxed grin on their face.

"Did you just ... bark at a customer? Why?" you almost giggle.

"Don't know," they reply "seemed funny."

From one of the pouches on their belt, they pull a black twisted stick, take a bite and hold it towards you.

"Licorice?"

Levan: From the corner of your teary eye you notice Levan stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

Peeking around the man in front of the counter you can see Levan stopping. Behind their ridiculously large sunglasses, you notice their furrowed brows and the sneer on their face while regarding the enraged customer.

Pulling their phone out of their pocket you see them fake-dial and holding the display up to their face.

They begin talking and at first, you can't hear them over the agitated insults of the customer, but they get louder until they fully drown out the man in front of the counter, who turns to shoot an irritated look towards Levan.

"... and you know what I can't stand? Entitled pricks screaming at poor salespeople because they are frustrated since their wives ran off with their better-looking co-worker Carl? Huh? Yeah, you know the type, cargo shorts and polo shirts in the ugliest shade of brown you could imagine ..."

The customer's mouth goes slack as they stare at Levan. It's obvious Levan is talking about him and because you know Levan's abilities very well you assume they hit the nail on the head with the comment about Carl the co-worker.

" -what? A dismemberment curse? My, what a thought... But actually, you're right. They'd deserve it ... if they don't immediately leave the store they were just verbally assaulting staff in..."

They never took their eyes off the man, who stopped screaming at you and was now slowly backing out of the store, mumbling "Okay, 'm sorry, please don't curse me!"

Levan only lifts an eyebrow before turning to you.

"Didn't know you also serve jerks in your shop."

Sliding their phone back into their pocket they close the distance between you and gently wipe a stray tear from your cheek.

"Don't worry. If he ever comes back I am totally making true to that curse promise."

???: From the corner of your teary eye you notice ??? stepping through the front door, a little bell jingle accompanying them. They don't usually visit you and now is really not the best time.

"... so you know what I thought when this piece of crap wouldn't work? I thought the dumbass that sold it to me was-"

Before the man could continue his insults, ??? slides in front of them, leaning casually on the counter between you. The man must feel the strange electric charge of the air around ??? too, because he immediately stopped speaking.

A disarming smile and a dangerous glint in their eye ??? regards the man.

"Hi."

"Hey?" the man replies confused.

??? only tilts their head a little to the side before continuing.

"It seems to me that you are of the idea that you could just step into this fine store and scream at someone even though they did nothing wrong."

"Uh the ... the thing ... I bought it last week? It didn't-"

Within a fraction of a second ??? got so close to the man's face that their noses were almost touching. Their voice is close to a growl as they speak.

"Who gave you little worm permission to speak? Hm?"

The man actually lets out a startled whimper.

"Now, I want you to leave this store and never taint the doorstep with your disgusting presence again."

??? raises a hand to grip the man's jaw tight, raising their eyebrows while the man continues to whine.

"Understood?"

The man, hurling insults at you just a minute before, nods frantically, eyes almost bulging out of his head.

??? releases the man with a slight shove, mumbling a dispassionate "Good." while the man scrambles out the front door.

You wipe a stray tear from your cheek, eyes still a little puffed.

"That wasn't necessary," you whisper.

Turning their face to you, ??? replies.

"Oh, I think it was absolutely necessary, darling."

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