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monpalace · 2 years
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When Pietro tells his lover what he wants to do while half-asleep. He wasn’t supposed to actually do it.
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"I wanna have a pac-man machine." Pietro had admitted when his mind was finally muddled with sleep, his fifth day of hibernation after a particularly hard mission had taken its toll. His fingers had begun vibrating as he slipped deeper into the confines of his mind, only managing to keep them still enough to hold yours and not phase past the molecules of your hand. "I know you wanna put a tv near where I wanna put it, but we could put it beside it."
Sleepily smiling at him, you press a kiss to the boney area of his wrist. "Alright," you whisper back, not bothering to clear your throat when the gravel fills it. "We'll think about it."
You aren't given the liberty of opening your eyes on your own time when afternoon of the next day comes.
Pietro was relentless in his efforts to wake you up, pushing and shoving you from one way before speeding over to the other and repeating the action. "Babe— babe— babe!" He exclaims, words cutting into themselves as one thought process interrupts the next and the one before it. "Guess what I got!"
Knowing his impatience, you wrap your arms around his neck with as much strength you can muster so early into your waking and shiver when his frigid hands secure themselves on your thigh and neck. He doesn't speed as he usually would, but he does move at his most-certainly-faster-than-everything-else pace.
Setting you down comfortably on the living room sofa and wrapping you in a blanket in a way that you could still use your arms, Pietro speeds to the kitchen and brings out a poorly made breakfast tray.
"I know you said we'd think about it, but I felt like you'd say no so I got you something else to sweeten the deal."
"Was it this food or did you steal something?"
"Both!"
"Continue."
Biting his lip, Pietro holds up a finger and tries to say "give me a few seconds," before cutting himself off by rushing away.
When you pick up your fork, there's a large, thin box on the floor. When you stab a piece of fruit onto one if its throngs, a flatscreen tv with a jumbled mess of wires sat upon the wall. When you bring the fork up to your mouth, the wires were taken care of and out of sight.
When your lips part for the fruit, there's a pac-man machine beside it.
It was a reasonable enough distance to not be distracting or an eyesore, and the retro style of it matched the rest of your shared living space— but it was still a fully blown arcade machine.
"I read two instructions manuals for these!" The silver speedster exclaims while gesturing vaguely at the machines, his accent slipping through his words as more emotion entered his voice. "Two, babe! It was so hard!"
Placing the tray and drink to the side, you stand with a look that expressed more than just your exhaustion. Your hands run along the old, eighties machine and find no spots of rust on it.
He must've cleaned it before or while he was setting it up.
"How far out did you go?"
"Sweden."
"Sweden?"
"Visby."
"Visby, Sweden?"
"Am I speaking to fast?"
With a pointed look from you, Pietro's lips thin as he picks you up, trudges over to the couch, places you it, and collapses on it. "Sorry," he mutters, laying his head on your lap. Fatigue creeping its way back into his bones.
"Have you eaten today?" You ask, already pressing the fork (with the fruit still on it) to his lips. You smile down at him when he shakes his head while opening his mouth to take the offering. "Then I guess you can have the entire plate then."
"I made it for you, though," he argues.
"I'm not the one who decided to run halfway across the globe while recovering."
"I've been bested."
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indimiart · 3 months
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nothing gay here. Nope. Nothing at all
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emblazons · 3 months
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Week 5-6 // ST5 BTS || Ross Duffer on Instagram
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roberrtphilip · 9 months
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"Please. Don't leave me." he whispered desperately. Then he pressed his lips against Giselle's and kissed her softly. It was a kiss full of hope and love.
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astrobei · 1 year
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oh boy do i have some news for you
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sommerregenjuniluft · 2 months
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Lovely Lune <3 I haven't been around a lot the last few days, but in case someone hasn't asked after your epic Sirius post...how do you picture Remus physically?
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lil-vibes · 10 months
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hc that dazai loves to sneak his arms under chuuya's shirt and soak up all the warmth his skin provides and that chuuya loves, loves, loves to feel dazai's bare arms, scars and all, wrapped around him while they sleep or cuddle in bed
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pollyna · 2 years
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Carole teaches a lot of things to Maverick, things that he's sure he's never going to use because he will live on a base, or on a boat, forever. He can't live on a plane because sadly that would solve half of every problem. But she insists and Peter can't tell her no, doesn't matter how much he tries. She teaches him how to make a roast, how to iron clothes, how to take away some strains and how others are a lost cause. A Sunday morning he teaches him how to shave someone else's face and here Mav is in the depth because why should he ever learn something like that? But he does, without shaving Goose because that's is a them thing, and learns how to shave in the most perfect of the ways because he's fucking Pete Maverick Mitchell and he is the best. He learns and puts away all this little domestic knowledge that will forever taste of Carole's pudding and smells like Goose's aftershave.
Then Iceman changes his plans completely and he finds himself using every little trick Carole taught him in the years: small thing but they make a Naval house their home. Shaving comes a bit as surprise but it's out of necessity and Maverick takes the first step: Ice's wrist is in a cast for two weeks and he has to make his one week beard go away because Monday and lessons and protocol. Maverick protest very loudly when his boyfriend announces so over breakfast and that he's going to get shaved in a little barber shop he saw the last time he was in town. No need babe, I can do it myself Mav announces and even if Ice is perplex he lets him do the work.
The works ends up being not half bad, shut that trap I did a perfect job, and he starts to get why Carole didn't let him shave Goose. It's strangley intimate for something so common to do, but being between Ice's legs, a razor in his hands and Ice completely focused on him and him alone? Wow.
We should do this again, Ice whispers before kissing him, once he's sure everything in Mav's hand is back in it's place, and his skin smells so good and it's so smooth under Mav's palms he could spend entire days just kissing this man and nothing could be wrong. Yeah, yeah we definitely should he answers before kissing Tom back again and again.
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detectivelokis · 1 year
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they slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered
Alongside my gorgeous Courtney and Jill piece, I was lucky enough to snag this beautiful one of my babies Annie and Jacob from @felrija. Look at the details! Look at their faces! They’re so in love omg 😭
Thank you again, Alek! If you get the chance please commission them 🖤
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foursaints · 4 months
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waking up like time for another hard but rewarding day working in the woobifying evan rosier mines
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plainemmanem · 2 years
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thinking of steve’s watch🥰
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nnnneeev · 7 months
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imagine kissing all of solomon's pact marks, with him getting more and more flustered with each kiss
sCREAMING with each kiss building his anticipation. if he made more pacts, will he also get more kisses from you? you can also leave your own mark, y'know? anywhere is fine, but if you want, he can suggest you some spots where he'd like it to be
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ellearts · 1 year
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Give him star shaped gloves now
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Sobbing in bed because I'm writing a Ulysses fic and I'm caught between him killing the Courier because they are willfully giving up all the people they love and all the good they've done in the Mojave and he wanted them dead and gone-
And him just telling them they don't belong in the Divide with him. Not them, not their soft heart.
"You need to go home," Ulysses would say.
The courier would just laugh.
"Go home, Courier," they mumble. "Your signs. I have them all marked on my Pip-Boy. I don't even know why, but I mark all of the ones I find."
They traverse the Divide KNOWING Ulysses will kill them.
They take off their armour and keep only their finest, best combat knife and a gun on them with enough ammo to get them to Ulysses and to give him a third bullet to put in their skull alongside the two from Benny.
They offer him their knife, their gun, and the option for him to kill them with his bare hands.
Willingly. Selflessly. Painfully.
"I could never hate you, Ulysses. Not for this, never for this. I will never be mad at you for this."
And he's caught.
They're a godsend to this place, so much good they've done.
Does he kill them? Or does he bridge the Divide?
Maybe they go home. Maybe he kills them.
And maybe, after everyone back home knows they're okay... Maybe they do belong here, in the Divide, with Ulysses.
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girlsrawesome64 · 1 month
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*scratching at the screen* ł ₳₥ ł₦ ⱠØVɆ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ɎØɄ
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lanshappycorner · 5 months
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Thinking abt Yuu staying over at NBC for a night to hang out with boyfie, when it's time to leave, Rollo slowly kisses his wrist, palm, fingers, knuckles, and then lets him go but his gaze says he doesn't want to let go, and Yuu can't stop himself from grabbing Rollo's hand and pulling him in for a kiss on the lips because it's too hard to leave when Rollo is looking at him like that
Alternatively Rollo kisses Yuu's hand and Yuu chuckles and jokingly praises him for being a gentleman before looping a finger under his collar and using it to pull Rollo in for a kiss .....
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