#PG - 13

[loki-stuff]

Loki: *is wearing silk pants* How does this look?

Mobius: Like its slips on and off really easily.

Loki:

Mobius: No, I didn't mean it like that-

B-15: We know what you meant.

[felucians]

un bisou

Fandom: Marvel X-men | Gambit/Remy LeBeau x Reader

Reader is gender neutral with no physical descriptions. Rated PG-13 because Gambit would be the type of guy to grab anyone's ass during a kiss, he would test the boundaries and we all know it. Reader is a mutant with celestial Sun powers - technically based on my OC's powers which manipulates the Sun, specifically it's fire.

Summary: Takes place during Days of Future Past in the original X-Men series, where Bishop accuses Gambit of an assassination that destroys the future, reader is the only one to believe him. Pre-established relationships between Rogue/Gambit, Reader/Gambit and Reader is a member of the X-men team. Title is French for "a kiss". Wordcount: around 800 words.

"Don't nobody trust Gambit, eh?"

Rogue can't meet his eyes, her gaze downcast and guilt etched onto her features.

Gambit won't look at you, at your eyes glazing over in tears as your shared family denies him, believes that he could be the assassin. He didn't hear your whisper of "I do" as he loudly announces to the room, "Then Gambit don't need nobody."

He stalks away, glowering as his trench coat flows behind like a cape, and then the room is silent as his footsteps fade.

The lights black out and you're finally unfrozen, "How dare you? All of you? Not trusting one of our own, our team. Who are we if we cannot trust each other? What kind of family is this?"

The Sun hesitantly flickers through the windows, as solar flares begin radiating from your arms, anger burning through your body.

Rogue is first to speak, "Calm down, Sugah—"

"Calm down? When you all just turned your backs on him?"

Jean fixes you with a soft, understanding gaze and whispers "Go" in your mind - your chair hits the wall, leaving a dent with flashes of celestial energy trailing behind.

You don't even realise your feet carrying you through the hallways, yelling his name throughout the mansion, praying to anyone listening that he's still here and you find him before he leaves here, before he leaves you.

He's standing, paused at the doorway to the X-jet, breathing heavily with angry mutters of Cajun creole - blurring English and French seamlessly. Gambit looks up at the sound of your footsteps, a flash of vulnerability in his eyes that left in a second, replaced by a harsh piercing glare, "Porquoi êtes-vous ici, Dulcinée?" (Why are you here, sweetheart?)

The nickname is spat out, venom seeping out from the endearment that would usually bring a soft flush of heat to your face. You try not to flinch. Emphasis on try, because you do, and his face somehow looks even more pained at that. Words evade you as your throat dries, refusing to respond, so you take a deep breath and a soft gulp before you respond, grateful that you could understand his mother tongue.

"I'm here because I trust you, Remy."

He falters, searching your eyes desperately to spot any falsehoods, any inkling that you were spying on him for Charles - he doesn't find any. He finds pure raw love, the kind you knew you felt but could never truly verbalise.

Everyone on the team could see your soft spot for Gambit, and he knew it too. Sure, he flirted with every woman he came into contact with and he couldn't stop thinking about Rogue - but there was something about you that left the Cajun torn, as if he also loved you but didn't dare bare his heart to anyone, as if his shield crumpled, then his world would collapse and destroy everyone he cared about with it.

But here, with only you left, dangerously close to him in the enclosed space of the doorframe's entrance, he couldn't remember why he kept those walls up. He allowed his eyes to flicker to your soft lips, watching intensely as you involuntarily catch the bottom one in between your teeth. Your heart is hammering in your chest and before you can think to pull away, to move down the hallway or into the next room, his big hands are splayed on your soft hips, your spandex suit in bright terracotta separating your skin to skin contact.

He's surprisingly soft, as his lips meet yours and he tastes like spice and tobacco. It infiltrates your senses, enveloping you in a blanket of warmth and desire while you gasp, allowing him to deepen the kiss further, to let Remy explore your mouth, your taste, your emotions. His gloved hands grasp around your waist as the other dips down to your ass, giving it a small squeeze. His smirk brushes his stubble against your cheek at the soft breathy moan you let out from his actions - you would swear Jubilee was in here with the amount of fireworks lighting up your veins, the passion and love igniting your whole body in flames.

Gambit pulls away, and his face is almost unreadable and then it's sad. It's a goodbye kiss, you realise as he walks past you through the door to the X-jet - and you almost let him.

He's so lost on his own emotions and thoughts from the kiss that ghosts his lips that he doesn't notice you slipping into the darkened room after him, only to be blinded by the harsh lights as Bishop and Wolverine reveal themselves, entirely unaware of everything that just transpired between you both...

[incorrect-marvel-because-why-not]

Bucky: Steve, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right? Steve, naked in Bucky's bed: No, I absolutely do not. Bucky, already taking off his clothes: Fuck… Me neither.

[thiirsdaygirl]

put her canine teeth in the side of my neck!!!! (red wine supernova - chappell roan)

im very happy with this

NOT smut do NOTTTT tag it as such (unless as a trigger warning or smth)!!!!

[moony-ghoul]

phantom falls asleep sucking on swiss’ fingers…

listen they get chatty at night and swiss just wants to sleep so he gives them a distraction and ant loves it and swiss has to admit it kinda feels nice…

[glorbs-dominion]

Pass for one F-Bomb

Yeah, this one makes a bit of sense. Folks loved it enough to allow it to get into our "Funny Channel"!

[jezebelletauralene]

Waiting for a New Dawn - Part 3 and Part 4 of 7

A cinematic Old West AU | Sanji x Zoro

(Mobile users, please use landscape mode! 📲🔄🧡)

1 & 2 || 5, 6, & 7

[inferiorvenacava]

Sneak peeks

[justplainsimon]

The Book of Bill has the same kinda flavor as this one piece of art by bruce timm

we have nudity, we have exposed/severed organs, blood, guns, alcohol, we have references to religion(s), different types of drugs, profanity, body horror and teeth, (which is a given at this point, but... man).....The Miranada Sings apology video

like, i am not the same person i was when i was super into gravity falls, i can now confidently say i'm an adult now with a clear head

but i can't help but slap my knee when Bill straight up says "i don't want to be roped into your polycule"

[daily-tess]

This Tess is from 1.18.13!

[chaoticklesblog]

Helluva Boss Tickle Headcannons:

Stolas:

Super ticklish despite not being tickled very much in his younger days, (Blitzo is definitely the first one to discover this weakness when they were kids and never really forgot how ticklish Stolas was, or is, for that matter.)

Is a switch, but is definitely is more lee leaning! He enjoys the bondage aspect of it and definitely experiences the most anticipatory giggles.

Has one of the most adorable laughs ever. It doesn't take much to get him laughing. He has such a high-pitched laugh that gets squeaky if you get the right spots.

Worst spots are wings and beneath his feathers.

As a ler, my goodness is this guy fucking RUTHLESS.

Is a demon, so expect to receive whatever tickling is dished out tenfold in return.

His feathers and claws are horrendously evil tickle tools and the mothefucker KNOWS it.

Uses tickling as a torture method for those who most deserve it (cough cough, Blitzo).

Blitzo:

Regularly involved in childhood tickle fights with Fizz. Used to win most of the tickle fights until the accident happened.

So playful and silly, he was the first to initiate a tickle fight with Stolas and the first to realize what a ruthless tickler Stolas is.

Also a switch, very needy as a lee and super teasy as a ler.

Surprisingly a very gentle ler unless otherwise provoked.

Definitely tickles Stolas the most of anyone because Stolas absolutely loves it. Also frequently tickles Millie and Moxxie but mostly Moxxie because he deserves it. Doesn't DARE tickle Luna (he doesn't have

Most ticklish spots include ribs, tummy and underarms.

Super silly laugh, loves provoking others to tickle him, and is so shameless about it, the little shit.

Millie:

Is ticklish but is much more of a ruthless ler. Mostly tickles Moxxie to get him to relax or not be so uptight.

Absolutely ruthless. RUTHLESS.

Not only does she know Moxxie enjoys being tickled, but she encourages the other IMP's to tickle him.

Doesn't mind being tickled by Moxxie but will destroy anyone else who tries.

The worst spots are her hips, thighs, and knees.

Has a bright, carefree laugh.

Will 10/10 dish out absolutely unholy revenge to those who dare to tickle her.

Moxxie:

Is such a lee! 100% lee. Is baby.

It doesn't take much to get him all flustered, just a few well placed pokes, a wink, or teasy voice.

Prefers to be tickled by Millie but is the frequent victim of gang tickles. Not that he minds.

Is wayyyy more susceptible to gentle and teasy tickles.

His back is an absolute death zone. Absolutely cannot handle back massages AT ALL.

Screechy and screamy laughter. AHAHAH.

Hides his face a lot, or at least he tries when tickled. Lol. He can't even help it.

Will literally beg to not be tickled.

PUPPY DOG EYES.

Deserves to get his shit WRECKED!

Ozzie:

WE AREN'T gonna pretend this man isn't ticklish.

I mean, he is. Has a super boisterous laugh.

I mean, if this anyone has a tickle kink, it's him lol.

I feel like he's got tons of ler energy. He tickles Fizz so much, lmao. Surprise tickles, tickle games, tickle hugs, teases, etc. ASDFGHJKL. Fizz eats it up, of course.

Is kinda ticklish in a couple secret places only Fizz knows about. I mean, I don't even know, and Fizz didn't tell me lmaooo. It's a secret, do with that info what you wish.

Is actually the tickle monster. Hehehe.

Fizz:

Is such an adorably ticklish imp.

Arguably, the most ticklish character.

Literally used to be nearly tickled to death by Blitzo as kids. And ganged up on by the other imps. Was pretty much defenseless lol.

Blitzo used to knock him down a few pegs for getting all the attention by tickling the everloving snot out of him.

Literally never won tickle fights until after the accident. The robot arms improved his tickle fight game tenfold.

His robot arms are indeed also ticklish but offer an advantage in tickle fights by being able to stretch or tickling people far away.

Bottom ribs, hips and sides are his worst spots.

Cannot handle his ribs being counted. (Ozzie found this out, and the poor guy can't rest ahah).

Wheezy laughter that eventually goes silent, and he also thrashes a lot.

Uses his robot arms for tickling and bondage purposes with Ozzie and to also get well deserved revenge on Blitzo, haha.

[raml-s-headcanons]

Does Wade Wilson miss Canada?

One day Peter and Wade go there for a vacation.

It’s Peter’s first time outside United States, so he is double exited to see not only Wade’s place of origin, but also just a new country in general.

And as for Wade - it’s a bittersweet kind of experience. He surely missed all these views. But also there are so much forgotten memories. Good and bad. Mostly bad.

Peter makes it less bad anyway. Not this lonely revisits his traumatic flashbacks with him. Even if Wade recognises the fact, that Peter is beside him only a couple moments or minutes or hours after flashbacks pass.

“Now it makes more sense,” - Says Peter some time after one of the Wade’s flashbacks.

“What makes sense? Baby boy, im afraid, right now I’m not able to connect all the dots if you’re referencing to something. Not after my Vietnam’s flashback. And I mean it almost liter-“

“No, no, I’m talking about your mental health. Or lack of it,” - Peter wants to add something, but stops himself not sure how to formulate his thoughts correctly.

“Well, you’re right. My crybaby origin started a little earlier than my cancer.”

“Is it okay I kinda wanna laugh right now?”

“It is, I just can’t stop being funny, you know that, Petey. And I love this in you, keep laughing at all my even self-pitying jokes. Especially at my self-pitying jokes. Your laugh is my fuel for living, forget about the healing factor, it’s now old-style.”

“Wow, now you’re just picking me up, hot Canadian man.”

“….That’s.. not entirely not true… May be I am. Yeah, I surely planned all this to pick you up, yes, sir.”

Peter laughs and sits closer to Wade to hug him.

“You’re silly, Wade.”

“No, you’re.”

“So silly even my autistic ass can recognise you’re lying,” - Peter finishes his words close to Wade’s head and lends a sweet kiss on smiling lips across him.

They come back in New York after a couple of weeks. Peter decides he likes Canada. Wade somehow feels himself more relieved despite of a ton of mental breakdowns.

[strayed-quokka]

valentine's win || choi chanhee

» summary: it’s valentine’s day, and chanhee, your boyfriend, refuses to admit defeat when he wants to win you a (not so little) prize.

» pairing: choi chanhee x female reader

» rating: pg-13

» genre: established relationship

» warnings: you know all things considered (aka it's me) this doesn’t have any really? chanhee jokes about his ass being grabbed and like one tame sexual implication but that’s it

» words: 1,147

» a/n: i have a lot of 10k or more wips and i just wanted to get something cute out for valentine's so i wrote this channie drabble today so you’re welcome @heemingyu at your service i guess

Chanhee had a lot of talents. Sports and physical exercise in general wasn’t one of them. It made you wonder, often, how he was so strong. He hated working for it, and honestly you understood, even if you likely frequented the gym more than him. Though he lacked in that department, he was incredibly stubborn and scarce on any sort of ability to quit if he set his mind to something. 

Which is why you’d spent the past fifteen minutes watching your boyfriend fail at winning a large Pokémon plush at a fair. He just wouldn’t relent and money was no issue when it came to his bruised ego. 

“Baby, don’t waste all your mone-”

“I’m going to get it,” he interrupts, though in a way that is still kind towards you. His words might be harsh, but they hold no bite when directed your way. You know not to take it personally and you don’t, smiling instead as you wrap your arms around his middle. 

“We can just buy him online. Works out cheaper too, I’m sure,” Chanhee knows you’re right. Of course it’s cheaper. But it’s valentine’s day and he wants to get his girlfriend a stupid plushy if it’s the last thing he does on this consumerist holiday.

“I want to win him…” he turns, a pout on his face as he looks at you. The amount of basketballs he’s missed throwing at the hoop has made you feel defeated for him. Though you could never tell him it was a waste of his time (only money). Honestly, you thought it was sweet, how insistent he was that you walk home with this squishy large version of Charmander. 

“Don’t be so pouty, I’ll have to kiss you,” you answer, resting your chin on his shoulder as his head twists to the side to look at your face. He smiles, gently first as he holds a basketball to his other hip with one hand, his free fingers hooking under your chin when he turns towards you.

“Kiss me then,” you do. Chanhee wasn’t big on kissing in public, so the few times he’d ask, you wouldn’t say no. You could never deny him when he asked, and he smiles as you return the kiss gently and pull away to beam at him.

“I love you. And I won’t love you any less if you don’t win it,” Chanhee huffs, making you laugh while you take another sip of your drink. 

“Well, I was going to consider defeat but not with that attitude, miss.”

“What attitude?" Chanhee!”

“I’ll go again, please,” he tells the poor kid working there, likely doing it for a little extra cash and not understanding why it’s that serious.

“Maybe next time we bring Eric.”

“Now you’re just insulting me. He’s too short to even aim that far.”

“He probably sensed that insult, you know?” Chanhee rolls his eyes, though there’s a smile on his face and a laugh you know he’s suppressing. 

You move away from him to give him space, watching as he plays instead. Honestly, you’d offer to do it for him, having more faith in your own coordination at this rate, but you know he wouldn’t accept the help. Not to mention, you knew he was doing it for you and you didn’t want to step all over him. 

It was sweet, he was sweet, and as much as you wanted to disapprove of him wasting money like this, your heart clenched thinking of telling him no outright and walking away. 

“This is rigged,” you roll your eyes, knowing he’s right though equally knowing it wasn’t impossible, he was just making it such, “I give up.”

Even just five minutes ago, Chanhee walking away would’ve been a secret blessing to you. But now, he almost looks sad, like he’s failed at something far more important than it really is, and you feel terrible. 

“Hey… don’t do that,” now it’s your turn to pout with him, cupping his cheeks as his fingers circle around your wrists. You want to kiss his nose and so you do, leaning up and placing a little peck on his skin before you reach into the backpocket of his jeans for his wallet. 

“Since when do you just grab my ass in public?” 

He smirks, almost a little amused as he watches you go through his wallet to sort through some coins to find the right one, “I don’t want you to give up.”

“You told me five minutes ago to stop wasting my money,” Chanhee responds, eyes narrowing on you.

“And I changed my mind. I think you can do it,” he looks skeptical, like he doesn’t believe you, but he appreciates the way you try to motivate him anyway, even at a price. The weight of his own wallet.

“Really?”

“Mhmm, you’re taller than Eric, no?” Chanhee laughs, beautifully too, and it makes you smile and kiss his cheek quickly before you practically shoo him back to play. Leaning slightly against the counter space, you watch your boyfriend's concentrated face. It’s cute, the way you know he’s trying to focus. 

“Don’t overthink it. Just, get as many as you can. Don’t stress over it when you miss.”

“If I miss,” he comments back, making you roll your eyes at his sudden cockiness before he starts to play. 

You don’t think of it much first. Honestly, you didn’t fully focus on the points until your brain is slowly putting two and two together and you realize he has enough to redeem what he wanted. 

“I won?” 

“You- Cha-”

You were rendered speechless, brought out of it when your boyfriend beams at being handed over the orange little dragon (or lizard?). It’s only when he stands in front of you that you respond and throw your arms around his neck, the man lifting you off the ground to squeeze you in return. 

“Oh my god, you did it!” 

“And you doubted me,” he frowns, though it’s not very convincing nor genuine.

“I’ll repent later,” you tease, feeling him smile and lean to kiss your cheek before handing the plushie over to you. 

“Happy Valentine's day, my princess.”

“That’s my line.”

“That’s definitely not your line,” he scoffs, arm going around you as you both approach the bar. You look at him again, taking in all of his features though he catches on quick and turns to smile at you again. 

“You look pretty,” he says, momentarily stopping you in your steps while you practically cling to the won prize. 

“Thank you, Chanhee. I really love it,” and okay, maybe your boyfriend did spend way too long and more money than he should’ve to win it. Though honestly, it warmed your heart to know how determined he was for your happiness and for that smile on your face.

Chanhee never wanted to go without it.

see ya'll in the next changmin fic ✌️

tbz masterlist

[incorrect-marvel-because-why-not]

Natasha: If you had too, what would you give up food or sex? Steve: Sex. Bucky: Seriously, answer faster. Steve: I’m sorry honey, when they said sex I wasn’t thinking about sex with you. Natasha: Tony, what about you? What would you give up sex or food? Tony: Food. Natasha: Okay, how about sex or robots? Tony: Oh my God it’s like the movie Sophie’s Choice. Sam: What about you Carol? What would you give up sex or food? Carol: Oh… um… I don’t know, it’s too hard. Sam: No, you gotta pick one. Carol: Um, food… no, sex… no, food… sex… food. Ugh! I don’t know! I want both! I- I want hot women on bread!

[thiirsdaygirl]

azutara nation how we feeling??

hello sneak peaks…

this is pg-13 shes a VAMPIRE!!!! chappell roan core

i think its pretty funny that my favorite noncanon ships are zukka and azutara, i guess i just like gay water tribe sibling/gay fire nation sibling 😭 specified non canon bc i love kataang, and specified gay bc i dont like zutara (pls dont come after me im just a girl🎀🎀🎀)

[moony-ghoul]

phantom has to wear a cock cage whenever they have family dinner and cumulus is cooking they just get really excited cause she makes the best soul food