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yearsandyears · 1 year

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turning on the england v france game

#soccer lb #qatar 2022 #world cup #england nt #france nt #100 #200 #500 #1k #2k #this was unexpected

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inthiskingdomwewillendure · 8 months

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#lee pace #foundation #brother day #emperor cleon #foundation apple tv #foundationedit #foundation spoilers #foundation season 2 #this was unexpected #poly: maybe seldon is not afraid of you #day: strips

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cinamun · 1 year

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Your bike is trash | Next

#ts4 #indya #black simblr #well now......#this was unexpected #and I don't like it #nope #not one bit #but imma be quiet #*gulp*#ts4 story #sims 4 story #simblr #ch21

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pearl-blue-musings · 6 months

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College Nanami and you being rivals to lovers bc both of you tried to outdo each other in class like dorks (I say that lovingly) and get stuck at a frat party thanks to Gojo. A couple of drinks in and yall play spin the bottle like you're back in high school again. Gojo very subtly uses his cursed energy to spin the bottle just a little bit further and make sure it lands on you and Nanami. A good smooch and then after the party, you're on top of him in his dorm as he moans your name.

-🌸

Listen……

Nanami is already upset he has to be at this party, let alone in this childish game where you’re nearby. He wants to deny that he saw Gojo’s eyes shift in brightness when he spun the bottle that so happened to land on you. When you did the quick peck, you couldn’t deny the intimate and immediate chemistry, like a bolt of electricity jolted through the two of you. You felt your cheeks flare up as you sat back down, suddenly losing the ability to talk and think clearly. So you get up and excuse yourself for some air.

You’re completely unaware of the man following you as you maneuver through the backyard. The struggle to find some solace in your own space was made clear by the hand on your shoulder just as you found somewhere alone. You turn around and suddenly the world seems small and the party is no longer happening. You can’t look him in the eye, he’s your rival after all! He’s not allowed to be as sexy and strong and smart as he is, it’s making your heart hammer in your chest. You’re taken from your thoughts when Nanami’s hand cups your chin and forces you to look up at him.

His breath is warm and the lingering scent of his cologne mixed with the smell of whiskey has you licking your lips. “Why did you walk away?”

“I,” your mouth runs dry as the words your want to say are stuck in your throat. “I didn’t wanna keep playing. It’s a childish game.” You hear him humph at your excuse and he lets your chin go. He then motions to cross his arms.

With a roll of his eyes, he takes a step back to stand indignantly. “Or it’s because it’s a game you can’t win. I made you weak, and you’d rather walk away than show anyone,” his voice breathy and deep as he lowers himself closer to you, “your academic rival bested you in a simple party game.”

You pout and cross your arms, mirroring his stance. You scoff out, “that’s not true! Watch, I’ll go back in there, spin the bottle, and kiss someone way better than you kissed me!” You start to walk away but a strong arm stops you, turning you around and cornering you, your back on the fence.

“You’re not allowed to kiss anyone else.”

You roll your eyes but your heart is beating out of control. “And why not? You don’t own me, I can do whatever I want.”

You feel him move closer to your face, his sharp eyes switching between yours and your lips. You feel your eyes lidding over and your breath coming out in short pants. His lips are so close to yours, you can almost taste those lips you recently kissed. “Because,” he practically whispers, “they don’t get you like I get you.” Nanami finally closes the gap and captures your lips in a kiss that has been building up for months. You easily fall into it, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as his hands fall to your waist. You both moan and groan into the sloppy kiss, your hands moving to his head and tugging at his soft blond tufts. Nanami slips a hand under your thigh, his touch possessive yet fleeting as he presses his pelvis into yours.

You break away when a soft whimper escapes your lips, the both of you breathing in each others air. Nanami is the first to break the silence with a soft kiss to your cheek. “I live five minutes from here. This party isn’t our scene anyways.” You easily nod and take his hand as he sneaks you out of the backyard to his apartment, where you two found out how much pent up frustration the two of you were hiding for each other. You didn’t quite mind riding him and having him dig his fingers into your hips as he moaned your name like a symphony.

The sun shining through the curtains gently stirs you awake the next morning. You feel the soreness in your muscles but also a comfortable warm ness as you lift your head. You’re met with soft golden honey eyes and an even softer smile of your rival, can you even call him that? His hand continues to rub on your bare hip as he leans down to kiss your lips. “Good morning, beautiful.”

You giggle and come ready with the snarkiness. “Beautiful? Are you trying to one up me after I rode you into submission?”

He gently slaps your ass causing you to yelp out. With sleep evident in his voice, he responds in kind. “Hardly, I would say it’s pretty even considering your voice is as hoarse as mine. Plus, you’re handsy when you’re close, I might need some cream for how much you scratched me up.” The two of you continue to laugh and bicker, cuddling together as if it’s one of the most normal things in the world. The two of you are shaken from the calm when Nanami’s phone rings. He picks it up and almost throws his phone. “It’s a FaceTime from Gojo, might as well pick up.”

You hum in accordance and lay your head back on his chest. You hear the chime of him answering the call and almost laugh at his frustrated expression.

“Nanami! You left the party too soon, did you finally do it?”

“That’s why you called me?” Nanami briefly looks down at you and sees that you’ve gone back to sleep. “I’ve got to go, call me when I’m more awake. I don’t want her to wake up.”

“Wait wake up who?! Don’t hang up on-!”

a whoops got carried away

#elle’s musical moots #🌸 anon #Nanami thirsting hours #nanami x reader #nanami kento #nanamin #nanami x fem!reader #this was unexpected

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the-mcyt-crackships-brackets · 2 months

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you have done something irreparable to the martyn inthelittlewood fans

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Inthelittlebur or whatever it's getting called as escaped containment and I have no way to find all the propaganda scattered across itlblr, it's too late they are now roaming free D:

#mcyt crackships bracket #asks #admin speaks #propaganda #this was unexpected #yet is probably the best thing ever #we just decided if we werent tagged/reblog/asked we would leave it alone #impossible to keep up with otherwise #littlesoot #?#inthelittlewood

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lucifers-owl · 9 months

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Cypher fell first but Sova fell harder

Cypher fell first but Sova fell harder. Sova doesn't quite grasp the moment when he fell in love. He had just realized at some point that his gaze lingered a little longer on Cypher's features. He realized that he wanted to know what he was like under the disguise and all his layers of covered clothing. He realized that he tended to go on the same missions with him, chalking it up to the fact that they both got along well and just seemed to work well together as a team. Sova knew that Cypher wasn't reciprocating his feelings, after all, he had a family, and now he was one of the Agents, who hid his true identity as much as possible. Yet Sova couldn't help but keep thinking about him. He would often fall asleep imagining the two of them sitting on the roof together, looking up at the stars, their fingers intertwined, both of them finally gloveless and touching one another. He would often wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares, wishing that Cypher was there, that he could calm him down and support him when everything around him seemed terrifying and unwelcoming. But Cypher was gone, and Sova, again and again, went to Fade to have his nightmares taken away.

Sova doesn't understand why he fell in love. Their work is hard, exhausting and terribly dangerous, they could be killed today or tomorrow, but Sova still finds the strength to stay awake at night and think about how hopelessly in love he is. Sova occasionally gets lost in conversation with Cypher, and then hates himself for being embarrassed and probably caught in the act.

Cypher understands exactly why he fell in love with Sova. Sova is kind, even though he seems stern and cold. Sova is careful, even though he seems rough and bulky. Also, Sova was being himself with Cypher. He didn't change his attitude towards him like other people did, he didn't fear him, he didn't try to hide anything like other Agents did. Sova was just being himself. And Sova was also so damn handsome and very much to Cypher's taste. Cypher isn't a fool, he sees how embarrassed the guy is, sees his hands shake nervously when they talk, how he fumbles with the clasps on his gloves or rubs his earrings in his ear. Cypher sees it all perfectly. And he's just a little tired of waiting for Sova to get his thoughts straight.

“Sova!” Cypher calls out to him before he can shut the door to his bedroom. He peeks out and tilts his head to the side, raising his eyebrows in silent question. “I've heard you in Russia love tea… I would bet that my tea tastes better. Would you like to try some?” ”I… Um… Yeah, go ahead, yeah…" Sova feels the tips of his ears turn red and he hastily covers them with his hair. He leaves the room, heading after Cypher.

They sat down right next to each other on the floor, where Cypher had already laid something and set up a low table. Two cups of tea are on it as if the man was already sure of the other's consent to the tea party. Sova's mind was in chaos, his heart was beating somewhere under his throat, so loudly that it seemed that Cypher was just about to hear everything.

”Cypher, are you… Not going to drink?” Sova said, taking the glass cup in his hands and taking a small sip. Cypher had been watching the whole time, his piercing eyes following Sova's every move. "I will, but…" Cypher sighed and slowly pulled off his gloves. His swarthy skin is rough, dry in places, and pale spots are going up under his sleeves. Sova blushes harder. “Call me Aamir, I beg you." Cypher takes the mask off his face in slow motion. Sova doesn't care about the scars, or the skin splotches, nothing. Apart from the fact that Cypher is sitting in front of him without his mask and gloves. “I trust you, Sova” “Your trust means the world to me. And… Just Sasha, I beg you”

Sova thought falling in love any deeper was impossible, but he was obviously wrong.

#valorant #valorant fanfiction #Cypher × Sova #cysova #sova #valorant sova #cypher #cypher valorant #cyberowl #Valorant short story #valorant headcanons #this was unexpected #I love thirty year old gay men with depression #english is not my first language

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my-maehem · 1 year

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