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stevebabey · 5 months
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personally love the interaction in the start of s4 where steve goes “ugh, you know i don’t do double vhs.” when robin suggests doctor zhivago. like ugh robin!!!! we’ve talked about this before!!! steve has a limited attention span and if robin puts on something too long, he will start shooting her with rubber bands
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salamispots · 4 months
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squid 👀
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havensins · 11 months
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Ripping a hole on Miguel's suit where his ass is and breeding him in public
miguel who prides himself on presentation and reputation, doing his very best to hide his sounds. he’s bent over his own desk, palm covering his hand as you fuck into him from behind.
anyone could walk in at any given time and the thought made him simultaneously nervous and even more aroused. your hands are on his hips, pulling him back towards you as you push into him over and over.
and even though miguel wasn’t loud, the sounds were. you’d already cum twice, and your cum dripped down your shaft and his balls. he was all sticky and wet, and the sound of your skin meeting with his while all covered in cum didn’t make anything much better.
“c’mon miguel, you know you wanna moan for me. just let it out hm?” you grit, and his eyes slip closed. “it’s getting harder, isn’t it? i’m so deep, you can’t even fuckin’ think.” he bites into his hand, moaning around his palm.
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thank you so very much, I have missed the boops
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darqx · 8 months
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Aren't you tired of being nice?
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pixlokita · 1 month
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I heard it's your birthday this week! Happy birthday to you!
In celebration I bring you a small gift that I hope you will appreciate. I know it's not canon, but I just got so inspired I wrote this a few months ago and decided to finish it up and post it for you today. I hope you like it!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54452362
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Absolutely loved it so I drew fanart inspired from it ahaihsksbdkdnd already lost it in the comments but 🫶💖 thank you again for writing this ;w; it was such a nice read 💖💖💖
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willgrahamscock · 20 days
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Who would win in a fight: Dean Winchester or Hannibal Lecter?
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yeosin-n · 2 months
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Do it!
smooch him and hold his hands!
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heartscrypt · 11 months
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they're girlfriends and they kiss. what of it
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teamatsumu · 3 months
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I read the alpha sukuna stuff and the apex alpha ushijima headcanon you posted so let me say this: apex alpha sukuna
Oh my god, you’re so right. Just imagine he says some shit like-
“They don’t make ‘em like me anymore.”
You roll your eyes because oh my god, of course he says something corny like that. But you know there is truth behind his words. Apex Alphas were an extinct breed. They had not existed for many centuries, and Sukuna happened to be centuries old. So he was, by all means, the last living Apex Alpha. They truly didn’t make them like him anymore.
And it showed. Despite inhabiting the body of a regular Alpha, Sukuna’s presence was unmistakable. He had an aura about him, despite being absent most of the time (since Yuuji was the one actually in control), but being around Yuuji meant your nerves would constantly be shot. Somehow, the Omega in you knew Sukuna was there. His scent often overpowered Yuuji’s. To the point that despite Yuuji talking and laughing next to you, your body temperature would be off as hell, and you knew you were reacting to the thing inside him.
The real kick in the gut was that the bastard knew. He knew the effect he had on you. And you knew he was going to goad you with that knowledge when a mouth appeared on Yuuji’s cheek, sharp teeth and huge grin, talking about how a ‘sweet little omega’ like you needed a mighty strong Alpha, and not the pussies that existed in today’s day and age. Yuuji would sigh tiredly and slap a hand on it, apologizing for how rude and vulgar Sukuna was. But there was something about the way he spoke that almost turned you on. Like he truly wanted you.
You find yourself lying down late at night and wondering what it would be like to have an Apex Alpha take care of you. It had to be a wildly different experience, considering just how much Sukuna differed from Yuuji. The thought alone makes your body hot, makes you sweat, having nothing but big, pure Alpha on you, fucking the soul out of you and then knotting you until you couldn’t take it anymore.
So can you really be blamed when you cry out for him during your next heat? And can you really be blamed when it turns out that the cry of an Omega is exactly what Sukuna needs to take control of Yuuji’s body and give you exactly what you want?
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miguelswifey04 · 9 months
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Spider!Reader that Miguel has a crush on doing Miguel’s hair like having his head in her lap and she’s got curl cream and she’s individually curling each strand with her finger and it’s all curly and neat unlike usually it’s all messy and when he goes to work everyone calls him a softy
miguel o’hara x fem! spider! reader
miguel finds himself sitting on the edge of your bed, his head resting comfortably in your lap, the object of his affection. you run your fingers through his hair, gently applying curl cream to each strand, your touch gentle and loving. with careful precision, you curl each individual strand around your finger, creating defined, neat curls that contrast with the usual messy look miguel often sports. you take your time, enjoying the closeness and the opportunity to nurture him in this small but meaningful way.
as you finish curling the last strand, miguel’s previously straight brown hair transforms into a cascade of lush, perfectly formed curls. he can't help but feel a sense of vulnerability, exposed in the most endearing way as he gazes up at you. “you have magic fingers," miguel whispers, admiration and affection in his voice. "you always manage to make everything better, even my wild hair."
you smile warmly, your eyes filled with adoration as you caress his cheek. "you deserve all the love and care in the world, miguel. it’s a pleasure to take care of you, even in the smallest ways." with his newly styled hair, miguel heads to work, a spring in his step and a newfound confidence radiating from within him. the moment his colleagues catch sight of his meticulously styled curls, they can't help but tease him.
“hey, miguel, looking sharp! did someone show you the soft side of life?" one of his coworkers jests playfully. miguel blushes but allows himself to embrace the newfound nickname. softy or not, he knows that the love and care he receives from you only strengthens his resolve and fuels his dedication to both his personal life and his heroic duties.
throughout the day, miguel radiates a newfound confidence, his curly hair serving as a small reminder of the affection he shares with you. he carries your love with him, a source of strength that fuels him as he faces the challenges that come his way. and in the evenings, when he returns home, you always welcomes him with open arms and a smile. with a loving gesture, miguel runs his fingers through his curls, reminding himself of that tender moment, knowing that his heart is forever entwined with the incredible woman who adorns his hair.
tags 🏷️!! @emiemiemiii @astro1bloom @sabcandoit @obi-mom-kenobi @kairiscorner @meeom
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buggachat · 2 years
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self boop
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Danny covered his nose with his hand. Where ever he landed smelled absolutely foul, like rotten fruit and burning tires mixed with chem lab.
"Remind me to bring a face mask the next time I explore the Infinite Realms." He muttered, before kicking a soda can down the alley he was in and being repulsed by the squelch sound it made when it came into contact with a very questionable looking puddle, "Better yet, a gas mask." He glanced at the puddle again, "Or I could go full Hazmat." Clockwork had told him this world was full of superheros and villians and to steer clear of it, but once he learned there were aliens in this world he couldn't help himself. Danny had always been weak to his curiosity, but he liked to believe he was cautious, and chose to stay in his Phantom for for added protection.
Turning on his heel he exited onto a deserted street lined on one side by a chain-link fence. The sky above him was filled with clouds so ominous and dark that Danny honestly couldn't tell you if it was night or day, all he knew was that it was going to rain soon and hopefully these awful smells would be drowned out by the downpour.
Danny got his wish only minutes later. Thankfully Phantom was unbothered by the cold and could just bask in the rain as it fell apon him. A lesser known fact about ghosts is that thier clothes are made from thier ectoplasm and are part of thier bodies, much like a second layer of skin, so one would be able to feel things on thier clothes as easily as they would with thier bare skin. The level of sensitivity varies with the type of clothing however. All this to say Danny loved the feeling of the rivulets of rainwater traveling down his ghostly hazmat suit.
He was so preoccupied with enjoying the sensation that he didn't notice anything was wrong until he was jolted forward from the weight of someone landing on his back. The person was quick and precise, taking no time at all to have his wrists pinned behind his back and- weirdly enough- thier teeth digging into the material around his neck.
His parents designed the Hazmat suit Danny was wearing not only to deal with dangerous chemicals, but to fight supernatural foes. The area around the neck was reinforced with the intention of protecting against fatal gunshots and decapitations so naturally someone's jaw wasn't going to be enough to break through to his neck.
Danny let out a laugh as the person kept chewing on his neck like a confused puppy. Oh, Danny thought, they've gone feral. It was odd for someone to go feral but it could occur when a person has gone through something traumatic recently or through extreme stress. It made sense since the person ridding piggy back on him was dressed like a superhero. Danny wondered if that was why the person didn't have a scent. Danny learns facepalmed when he remembered that scentblockers existed and not everyone's scent dramatically changed whenever they went out as a hero. The scent change was probably one of the few things that have kept him alive up to this point to be honest.
"So, I guess you're not going to tell me why you're chewing on my neck like the worlds most pathetic vampire, are you?" No one deserves that title more than the fruitloop to be honest. He made a mental note to use that one against Vlad the next time he saw him.
Chewy whined at this, seeming to slump a bit from the apparent failure to bite him. What was that about? Was this actually a vampire? How would a vampire even react to Dannys ecto-blood combo meal anyway? Would it be like food poisoning? Or would it taste amazing from one undead to another. "I'm not exactly human, are you sure you wanna bite me? I might not taste so good." Danny warned, but the moment he mentioned letting the person bite him they were eager again.
Danny chuckled and unzipped the material only a bit before it was loose enough to move out of the way. The vampires bite came with a sharp pain like he expected but there was no suction. No drinking of blood. Just some weirdo biting Danny on the neck. Huh.
Danny hoped he didn't get rabies from this.
He must have accidentally said that out loud as there was a small laugh from the rooftops above them. There stood another person in a superhero outfit with some really tall dude dressed as a giant bat, and that was when Danny decided to bail. It was one thing to let a maybe vampire bite you in a random street in the middle of the night but more of them? And ones a big scary furry? Hard pass.
Phantom did as Phantoms do and went invisible and intangible, escaping from Biteys jaws and startling the heros. He ignored the distressed whine Munchy let out after loosing their spookyest chew toy and quickly rubbed the scent gland near dannys jaw on the top of thier head as an act of comfort before bolting.
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Danny poked at the bite mark on his neck. Screw rabies, he better not get turned into a werewolf. He didn't need that on top of his ghostly crap. Sam seemed fascinated by the mark, after all, it wasn't every day that Danny got a scar, especially one so obvious. Most injuries heal quickly and leave no trace of him ever being injured in the first place which helped a lot in keeping his secret identity.
Luckily Danny hadn't needed to lie to mom and dad. He truthfully told them about some wierdo jumping off of a nearby rooftop and plunging thier teeth into his neck and that two other people had tried to corner him during this. He assured his mom that he had gotten away quickly but was a little shaken by it and his dad praised him for being brave and managing to escape.
That was nice. But he still had to figure out what was up with this bite...and why he felt so compelled to go back to that city.
Back to that hero.
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Aka an A/B/O au where in Danny's universe all the Alphas are extinct and the betas followed soon after and the DC universe all the Omegas went extinct and betas followed after . Not like a "they finally went extinct in the 1700s after centuries of thier numbers dwindling" thing and became a myth/fairytale (tho I like that too) but a "this might be the missing link between cave men and modern humans" kinda thing.
Its up to you which bat bit Danny and exactly what that means. I love abo aus without smut cause there's so much potential for chaos and I am very much ace.
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havensins · 10 months
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May I ask for ftm Miguel getting himself off via unconvebtial means (like rubbing himself against the floor or the edge of a table) while reader does nothing but watch as punishment for being bad? 👉🏾👈🏾
Btw love your writing!!!! ^^
oooohhh!
miguel who’s so desperate to get off that he’s just grinding against anything he could find. let’s take this a lil further anon, imagine miguel riding a pillow.
he’s so desperate, grinding his hips along the plush material to try and get any form of relief. it seems to be working with the way his cock is steadily dropping precum down his shaft and staining the pillow below him.
and you do nothing but watch as he pathetically attempts to get himself off. not only had he been a complete brat, but he also challenged that he’d be able to get off all by himself without any interference from you.
and naturally, you let him. you wanted him to prove to you that he could get himself of. you sat in a chair, not too far away from his bed and stared him down as he grounded in the pillow. you could see that his resolve was crumbling with each minute that passed.
the first time the word “please” falls from his mouth, you remain quiet, wanting to see just how stubborn he could be. it’s not until a few minutes later that he’s practically sobbing, muttering out curses and pleas because he’s so hard and can’t cum.
and you figured he’s learned his lesson with the wya he immediately latches onto you when you finally touch him. and who are you to deny your baby?
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tangledinink · 1 year
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ninja turtles are here for projecting and processing grief, apparently.
i've seen lots of 'the death of future donnie' comics, most recently ofc being from @somerandomdudelmao (i went back and forth abt tagging but then decided i would, because this is directly their fault, /pos) and then, of course, all the fan content that was made in response to said comic... and i love seeing so many people make so much awesome work! but it's also really fucking sad.
so often in the real world, there are no goodbyes, no dying in the arms of a loved one, no heroic sacrifices, there's just... death. people just die and it sucks. especially because in real life there's also no cool storyboarder assuring you that there's gonna be a happy ending and you'll see them again. and so it's like... then what?
i dunno. i was just sad about it for a while, and i wasn't really sure what to do with that, but i guess this is my answer. sometimes you don't get to say goodbye or hold them when they leave you, and you dunno if you'll get to see them again. but you can still have the mark they left on the world and hang onto that. because no matter what, once upon a time, they were there, and you remember. other people probably do, too.
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cndarts · 1 year
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they may be kinda gay idk what do you think?
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