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moon-rivr · 7 months

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OK OK hear me out... But what about angel!Miguel x a demon or Succubus!reader (female)

LIKE Ok, I know Miguel is nothing like a angel but LIKE IMAGINE THE UNIFORM THIS GUY WOULD LOOK LIKE IN. ON ‼ (my guys would stretch it ALL OUT 🛐 LIKE 😩✊) and like reader is the cheeky Succubus who bother Miguel when he out on work

SO like let imagined reader/her is just going to see Miguel and tease him or just bother but Miguel seen different not action the usual same old grumpy Miguel no but a lot silence not even a grunt or sigh from him, he just there standing, panting hard look down at the broking bottle/serum (wing turn off 💀💀💀 IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN BUT you get the point)

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Miguel got hit by an unknown serum made from the angel lab (IDK KNOW! IM NOT CREATIVE ok 😭✊ gurl I'm sorry but think this is a modern demon/angle au?) That he was doing an test on himself as a experiment to do what ?? IDK 💀 to Boost his speed to fly.but instead he got the wrong serum an highly effective aphrodisiac that angel use (let just say some other angel in the lab decided to 'up it up it notch'😝) and that the last thing you see is Miguel put in a chock hold position (of course because of his speed 😘)

Any kink will be fine honestly especially breeding kink😌 Ik definitely this would fit Miguel in this situation. smut /fulff

Also I hope you have fun with this idea and have a great day 😝💅

devil’s advocate

pairing: angel miguel x demon fem reader

warnings: use of an aphrodisiac, choking, doggy, slapping, breeding kink, face fucking, overall smut 😵‍💫

author’s note: oh, you definitely ate with this one 🤭 i hope you don’t mind i switched up the serum and i hope you enjoy :)

word count: 4k

Miguel had been assigned to protect planet earth along with a couple of other angels, maintaining it safe with minimal intervention. He didn't hate the job, completely, but he found it extremely annoying the way that humans interacted with one another, focused on themselves rather than the bigger picture. Miguel was itching to go home with the other angels, but he was restricted since he'd gotten his wings cut in a battle. Now, he'd been forced to live a life of simplicity, working as geneticist at Alchemax and passing by the days until he found an antidote. He actually found the job as a geneticist to be fulfilling, the regenerative features of some of the creatures that he studied completely amazing him. However, there was you constantly plaguing his mind.

Not only were you the species he had set out to destroy, you found a way to annoy him as much as possible at work. You found your way to bombard him with as many stupid questions as your pea sized brain could configure and tease him by messing up with his flasks, putting the wrong labels on them and that sort of thing. You even found a way to annoy him when he was outside of work, bothering him when he was out on patrol to prevent any wars from starting out. "Think about how fun it would be! They're practically begging to just explode each other!" Your voice rang through his ears every time he stepped in.

Despite all this, he knew that the only person that would be able to help him with his wing problem would be you. He hated himself for even considering the idea, taking a demon's help, but he was starting to grow more and more agitated away from home. He took about two weeks to push away his pride, reassuring himself that this would be fine, and he wouldn't be asking you to help him if it wasn't necessary. He arrived at your apartment, his eyes practically gauging out of his head when he saw you in your natural form. He'd seen a couple demons before, sure, but none of them were as attractive as you. The need to sin was overtaking his body the more he looked at you, and he eventually snapped out of it, reminding himself of why he was here.

"Sure, I'll help you. Under one condition," you replied, your voice sultry as you sat down on the couch. You crossed your long legs together, your natural form making you taller, as you looked over to see a storm brewing in Miguel’s eyes. You could almost hear his inner turmoil, the conflict he had, and the thought made you let out a small giggle. "What's the condition?" He asked, tentatively, like he didn't want to give you the impression of decisiveness. You knew he was desperate to go home, that he would be willing to do anything, so you decided to milk the opportunity for everything it was worth. "I want to see your true form. no disguises, no nothing."

In theory, the request sounded simple enough, but Miguel hadn't exposed his true form after the accident, the stubby wings on his back making him insecure. "Can’t you ask for something else? Like immortality or something?" He tried to distract you by opening up the avenue to something else. "Immortality, I've got. I want to see you completely exposed in front of me," you remarked, suddenly becoming very interested in why he was so hesitant. You knew angels were proud creatures, always taking the chance to flaunt how perfect they were, so it was bit shocking to see Miguel wanting to do anything but that.

Once Miguel saw that you were unrelenting with your request after offering you everything he thought of, he agreed. He was desperate enough to get your help that he was willing to reopen some scars in the process. You blinked and Miguel was standing there in front of you, dressed in all white. You were expecting his wings to fan out at any minute, but he remained standing there, almost like he was ashamed. You stood up, examining Miguel when you came across the white stubs on his back. You gently ran your fingertips through them, seeing miguel wince slightly at the contact. He wasn't in pain, but having you touch them and analyze him just set it in his brain that he lost one of his best features, the reminder that he couldn't go home.

"You look very pretty like that. You should transform more often," you spoke up after a couple seconds of silence, watching Miguel’s eyes flicker to you. "Mhm, because everybody wants to see an angel with chopped up wings," he muttered, changing back to his disguised form. "Your wings don't define you as a person, well angel, but I’ll help you since you did your plan of the deal," you replied as you stood up from the couch, looking up at Miguel. "I'll see you tomorrow at Alchemax then. After hours."

Your work day started off pretty boring, overhearing some of your coworkers divulge in some drama you wouldn't remember by tomorrow and eating stale cafeteria chips. You went into your workspace, researching what chemicals you could use for an aphrodisiac you were working on. You didn't need any drugs to help you seduce your victims, but you liked to play with your prey every so often, testing their limits. The way that they whimpered and begged for some sort of release, overwhelmed by the amount of need that they had to the point it was painful, filled you up with an unimaginable pleasure.

After a while of boring research, you decided to go and see what Miguel was up to, maybe bother him for a bit. You walked into his lab space, seeing him hunched over a microscope as he examined a spider's DNA. "Hi, Miguelito!" You exclaimed, your face practically beaming as you walked over to him. He let out a small grunt of acknowledgment as he continued on with his work, not bothering to spare you a glance. You decided to linger around, watching as he worked and made slick commentary about the way he chose to deal with his experiments. Miguel let out a small groan, growing annoyed at the way you had something to say about almost everything he did.

You were in the middle of one of your comments when you felt Miguel’s hand on your throat, applying light pressure as he pinned you against the wall. "Look, I'm really trying not to let you get to me today because i really need your help for this but I won't tolerate this stupid bullshit in my lab. If you don't have something useful to contribute, get the fuck out," he spat out, the pressure on your neck increasing. You'd managed to make him snap and it felt fulfilling watching him tower over you as he pinned you against the wall, brown eyes boring into you as he spoke. You'd never seen Miguel this agitated, he usually only grunted in response to your teasing or told you to fuck off, but something in your brain was wondering just how agitated you could get him.

"No need to get your panties all in a twist," you replied, a small smirk playing at the corner of your lips as he let go of your throat. You saw Miguel pinch the bridge of his nose, the wrinkles in forehead becoming more prominent as he furrowed his brows in anger. "Jeez okay, I'll be here later then since you're no fun now," you spoke up, fixing up your creased lab coat and your appearance before walking out his lab. You decided to get back on working on the aphrodisiac from earlier, stopping by the storage supply closet to get some chemicals you needed. You weren't one to do a lot of genetic work here, it was mostly something you used as a front to distract others from what you truly were.

As you mixed up the ingredients for the aphrodisiac, you got the idea to mess with Miguel’s experiment. You knew that he was desperately hoping that it would work, that it would be his remedy to go back home, but a selfish part of you couldn't help but want to tease him a bit. You finished up with mixing it up, putting it a small tube and tossing it in your lab coat. You saw some of the interns that were assigned to be in your lab walk in, and you quickly put away the chemicals, getting the materials that they needed for their research projects. You were talented at your job despite what others may say, but a small part of you basked in seeing chaos and distraction, so you constantly misplaced items and mislabeled them just to see what's the worst that can happen.

You finished up with your shift at around five and you decided to stop by a taco truck before you went back to the lab. You ordered yourself two steak tacos and a large horchata, sitting at one the tables as you ate. You looked around, surprised to see Miguel had left his work attire and had a Chivas shirt with jeans on. You'd never seen him look so relaxed, and he was definitely a sight to behold. The soccer jersey fit around him perfectly as he pulled his wallet out his pocket, paying the man at the truck. You'd never seen Miguel put that much interest in any earthly activities or anything that didn't involve looking under a microscope, but seeing him yelling at the tv screen like an angry dad while he ate his tacos made you feel a strange urge to help him after your little stunt.

You walked into the lab late at night, since Alchemax wasn't exactly lenient on using lab supplies if it didn't hold any benefit to the company. You headed into Miguel’s office, seeing him hunched over the microscope once more. The man you saw at the taco truck was long gone and you were back to working with the grumpy man. "You're late," he grumbled, not bothering with any formalities as you closed the door behind you. "Or maybe you're just early," you replied with a small shrug, putting on your lab coat. You saw where he was at in the process and he explained to you his theory on restoration, how he was planning to use some of the spider DNA he'd been researching to see if it would help with his wings. You looked up at him as he spoke about his work, explaining the process with such passion that you couldn't help but get lost in his eyes.

A snap of his fingers brought you back to reality and you blinked, nodding along to whatever he'd been saying for the past couple minutes. He let out a small grunt, muttering something about how he wouldn't tolerate distractions, before handing you some of the resources he needed for a part of the antidote. Even though he didn't talk much apart from a grunt or an order here and there, he was a stark difference from the grumpy man you got to see this morning. You saw something different in his eyes, a glimpse of hope that you would provide him with the answers he needed.

"I'm gonna head to the bathroom, I'll be right back," Miguel spoke up after a couple minutes, walking out of the lab. You took the aphrodisiac from your pocket, fiddling with it in your fingers as you started to question if it was worth using it now. You placed it down on the table, next to some of the other mixtures he had, before you went back to the work you were supposed to be doing. Miguel came back from the bathroom a couple minutes later, placing all the mixtures in a big flask as he watched every reaction the mix made, looking for any adverse effects.

Miguel turned to you, with a flask at hand as he was getting ready to fix in your aphrodisiac with the rest. "I wanted to thank you for the work, you didn't do it for much reward out of it," he spoke up, surprising you with how tenderly he was looking at you. He poured the aphrodisiac in to the mix, the liquids reacting almost instantly as a pink smoke cloud formed, the scent of roses filling up the room. Miguel coughed a bit as he tried his best to not inhale the gas, his eyes flickering towards you.

"You knew how much this meant to me! And you still had to go and fuck it up with your stupid bullshit! And to think that I thanked you for this shit!" He yelled out, pinning you against the wall with his hand closing around your throat. You couldn't help but let out a small giggle as Miguel’s forehead got coated in sweat, the effects of the chemicals starting to work. "Tell me you have an antidote for this stupid drug," he growled, keeping his hand enclosed around your throat as he waited for any reaction. "No, I don't," you managed to speak, rubbing your throat as he let go. He went to sit down at one of the desks, spreading his legs as a tent formed in between his legs.

You couldn't deny that you found Miguel’s resistance to the drug incredibly hot, how much he was willing to fight against it only to end up submitting to you. You felt slick collecting in between your legs and you instinctively closed them, trying to give yourself some friction to alleviate the desire you felt. You had developed a sort of immunity to these aphrodisiacs but this one had your thighs wet with your slick and your nipples pebbling up against your shirt. After a while of rubbing your thighs together, stifling some moans, you heard Miguel whisper a quiet "fuck" before you were taken out of your seat.

He had your head locked against his bicep, looking down at you sternly. The sight was truly just enough to make you salivate, but you'd never admit that to him. "I'm gonna fuck you. Not because I like you or anything. Frankly, it's because I hate you. You're nothing but a cocksleeve for me to use and breed, understood?" He spat out, his arm squishing against your head. It was just enough to keep you delirious but not enough to actually cause you any harm. You couldn't help but squeeze your thighs in response, the dominance from Miguel turning you on. You nodded your head like a bobblehead, excited to feel something inside of you and to alleviate the ache between your legs.

That excitement quickly died down after Miguel had taken off your pants and ripped a hole in your panties and was now undoing his own pants. His red cock was wet with precum, standing up proudly. He truly was beautiful everywhere. As he took off his clothes, you got a glimpse of just how toned his body was, every ab and muscle seeming like it was carved from the gods just for him. Even his cock was pretty, he'd trimmed down the pubic hair and he had a strip of hair from his belly button down to his pelvic area. Your thoughts were quickly interrupted when he pressed you against the wall, your legs wrapping around his waist as he pushed his cock deep inside of you.

He fucked like he hated you, and you couldn't get enough of it. He gripped your face with his hand, slapping your cheek as he groaned. "You couldn't just help, huh? You just had to go and mess everything up like you always do," he muttered, his hips snapping against yours with every movement. You felt your legs trembling with every thrust he made, punishing you with his cock. His heavy balls slapped against the bottom of your thighs and his hands snaked down to hold you by your waist as he thrusted deep inside of you. His grip was bruising as the tip of his cock brushed against your cervix, his eyes focused on the way your mouth parted into an 'o' shape. "Feel how deep I am? I'm gonna make you a mommy, let everyone know how much of a whore you are. Getting bred by an angel," he moaned out, his hand touching the bulge in your lower tummy.

"You don't get to cum until I say you do, understood? You're nothing but a damn fucktoy for me to use," he spat out when he felt you clenching around his cock, slapping your cheek. You nodded mindlessly, moaning out his name as he thrusted deep inside of you. He carried you in his arms as he moved from the wall to the lab desk, pushing some of the papers to the side as he placed you on all fours. You felt yourself clenching around nothing as he collected the slick between your folds, your juices mixing with his precum. He pushed deep inside with one thrust, knocking all the air out of your lungs as he pulled out quickly before filling you up once more. You'd never felt so full before and you couldn't have imagined that the grumpy, nerdy man would be the one fucking you so well.

His hips snapped against yours, keeping a steady rhythm as his hands gripped your ass cheeks tightly. He let out soft moans of your name, not letting you hear the full extent of just how much you affected him. He moved one of his hands to your puckered hole, slowly circling around it before pushing his thumb outside. Your pussy clenched tightly around him and he let out a moan, pushing deeper inside of you. "Who would've guessed you liked it in the ass too?" He remarked, with a condescending tone in his voice. He let out a small groan when he felt both your holes clench around him tightly, your pussy almost milking him for everything he had. He pulled his finger out of your ass, watching as your hole clenched around nothing with fascination before his hands went back to gripping your ass cheeks.

He slapped your ass, wanting to punish you even further for what'd you done. He felt your pussy clench around him once more, your moans echoing through the empty lab room and realized this wasn't much of a punishment to you at all. "Fucking whore. Can't even punish you because you'll end up enjoying it," he spoke with a small chuckle, slapping your ass once more. He felt your hips moving against his and decided to speed up, the tip of his cock practically bruising your cervix from how deep and how fast he was taking you. He felt his cock twitch and continued with the steady pace he was going with, only getting sloppier as he got to the brink of his orgasm. "P-Please let me cum!" Your pleas rang through his head as his hand snaked its way to your clit, rubbing precise circles. He groaned when he felt your pussy clench around his cock, coating it with your slick and juices and quickly came inside of you. He pushed the cum deep inside of you, letting out small huffs as he came down.

He pulled out of you, seeing that he was still hard and needy from the aphrodisiac. He grabbed your head, leveling it to his cock as he slapped your cheek. "Open," he instructed, watching as you complied with his orders. He pushed his cock inside of your mouth, using your mouth as his personal fleshlight. "Oh fuck," he moaned out, the way your mouth wrapped around him felt like pure sin. He pushed his cock deep in your throat, watching as you gagged around him and struggled to take his size. He felt a sense of pride watching the tears roll down from your cheeks as he fucked your face, his balls slapping against your chin as he did so. He let out a small moan when he felt your cheeks hollow to take more of him in, your hands tugging and massaging at his balls. He slapped your cheek when he saw that your eyes shut, pulling your attention back to his face. "Eyes on me while I fuck you, hm?"

He came with a loud moan, gripping the counter of the lab table as his cum spurted in your mouth. He handed you a napkin to spit it out in but was surprised to see that you swallowed it with no reservations. He decided to wet the napkin, starting to clean you up in between your legs, your slick and cum pooling out. Despite how hard he'd fucked you, he was gentle with his movements, applying light pressure so he wouldn't overstimulate you. He threw away the napkin and got dressed, turning over to look at you as he was buttoning up his shirt. "I didn't go too far, did I? Are you hurt?" he asked, his expression full of concern as he saw your reddening cheek. This man. He'd just given you the best sex of your life and he still found a way to worm his way into your heart with his concern. "I’m fine, thank you for asking," you replied, getting off the lab table and got dressed.

You watched as Miguel poured himself a cup of coffee, getting out his research papers up from the floor and placing them next to him. "Are you staying?" You asked, finishing up getting dressed as you walked over to him. "Well yeah, someone ruined my only way back home so I'm gonna see if I can re-do it," he responded, taking a sip from his coffee as he went over to the supply closet to get some new materials. You felt something strange lingering in your conscious, something similar to guilt as you watched Miguel collect the stuff. "I'll stay to help, I promise I won't try anything this time."

Miguel looked at you, warily, but eventually relented when he saw the look on your face. He assured himself that it would work this time, that he wouldn't step to the bathroom this time. He watched as you worked, completely in awe as you worked on the titration of the chemicals. He handed you a cup of coffee, a lazy smile ghosting his face. "It tastes like ass, but it'll keep you up," he said with a small shrug, watching the grimace on your face as you took a sip. "Of course you would know what ass would taste like," you remarked, setting down the cup of coffee as you went back to work.

The two of you continued to work late throughout the night but you'd managed to get the serum done before the sun came up. "Thank you. For helping me getting it right this time," he said, looking down at you as he kissed your forehead. "This really means a lot to you, huh?" You remarked, taking note of how much he was willing to put on the line just to get a chance to go back home. He shrugged and injected the serum with a needle, gripping the counter as his body started to react to the changes. He should've tested it out on an animal first, but his desperation didn't allow him the chance to.

He transformed to his natural form, his wings unfurling and spanning out to fill out the lab. The look on his face was one of pure joy, joy at the fact that he would be able to see his home and his friends again. He took your face and kissed you deeply, a sharp difference from the man who'd treated you like a fleshlight earlier. He was glowing in an entirely different way when he pulled away, his eyes shining in a way that you'd never seen before. "I'll see you around."

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nymphomatique · 7 months

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-ahem after reading your nerd/loser!Miguel I just CANT ✊😩 ❤ I gonna need ask orrrr request something !...YOU MADE SOMETHING AWOKEN something in me that I i JUST can't explain😵😳 but NEED TO BE RELEASED (😏) and now today I wanted to request my take on it if that ok with you 😌😏

Ok hear me out nerdy loser/horny!Miguel x YOU GUESS IT popular/richfm!reader 😝!!!..

So let me explain the plot first 😌 .so let just say we never seen Miguel (it been an long time since) only remember that name while reader was in highschool and reader was one of Miguel bully I guess.. (even though she not the one laying an hand on him 😒😔) as she just watch as her popular group of friends bullied Miguel seeing him have tear down acting nothing like an man... ( what an man baby)'Which taught was more *interesting* about this nerd. but reader always think he was cute (I guess reader say it in her mind) even if he was an loser nerd at high school and more of an quite guy and only care for work.but the best part of Miguel in high school is that he ALWAYS obey no matwhat towards you/fm!reader 😩(god I don't know if I have to explain the next scene but I think I just hints some 😝😋 blow jobs overstuim- i mean many !! I want to see. Him cry on the desk while reader under it 🗣✊)

This is could be an flash back honestly I don't care 🗣🗣 I hope your doing great and having an awesome day

you were cooking nonnie‼️ i hope this translated well into writing. and yes timeskip crumbs 🤭

cw: no smut in this one folks! timeskip present, mentions of cannabis use, miguel gets bullied ;(, reader saves him tho dw, genuinely just fluff, teeny bit of d/s stuff, allusions to sex at the end. italic text is a high school flashback! enjoy 🫶🏾

“i cannot believe you had braces!” miguel laughs at your yearbook picture. you smack his arm and roll your eyes at his laughter.

“s’not funny. was only my freshman year.” you mumble,

“i’m just kidding honey, you’re still gorgeous, braces or not,” he says, kissing your temple. the two of you were sitting on your couch in your shared condo, looking at your old high school yearbook.

“you’re flattering me to get in my pants,” you quip. miguel wraps an arm around you and kisses your neck whispering low. “don’t need flattery to do that.”

you push his face away and snort. “when did you get so suave, mr. o’hara?” you question. “you weren’t as smooth in high school if u remember correctly.”

“you’d be right, but meeting you changed me for the better, no?” he flips the yearbook pages, finding his picture in the sea of others.

“maybe you changed me,” you say lowly.

“aww, come on pete, lay off him will you?” flash thompson laughs. “nah, he’s too easy,” peter replies. they had been roaming the halls, cutting class to smoke a joint. since peter was out early, he figured meeting you once your class period was over would be fun, high sex in the bathroom stalls was on his bucket list after all, and you never told him no when it came down to a good time.

in the midst of both flash and peter roaming the halls, they had ran into miguel o’hara, clutching his books in his hands during his free period, roaming the halls like them. nudging flash in his shoulder, peter made a show of miguel. he had pushed him into the lockers, feigning accident. miguel hit the rusted metal with a thud, dropping his books in the process.

“oh, did i bump you? my deepest apologies,” peter mocks, flash not even trying to hide his smile. miguel looks up from his place on the ground between the two, rubbing his shoulder that hit the locker. not worth it, he thinks, and moves to reach one of his books. before he can grab it, peter kicks it across the hall. miguel’s eyes stay focused on the ground. “aww, what happened? you got butterfingers, o’hara?” flash laughs.

“pick up your fuckin’ books, you’re blocking the hall,” peter directs towards miguel. miguel stays unmoved, pushing his glasses up his nose, eyes still glued to the floor. peters angry, feeling disrespected. “hey,” he says, and the hostility beginning to bubble in his voice is clear. “you fuckin’ deaf or what? i said pick up for fuckin-”

“the fuck is going on here?” you interrupt, seeing peter and flash freeze for a split second. you had left a while ago to go to the bathroom and skip class, but had decided to stop by your lockers, where you found peter and flash bullying some random.

“hey, baby,” peter begins. your eyebrow raises and he drops the act. “we uh- we were just tryna help h-”

“can it. i can smell the pot off you guys, fuckin’ gross. get outta here before you get caught with no hall pass,” you dismiss both peter and flash. peter makes way to kiss you goodbye but you move your head, your eyes telling him to get the fuck on.

when both peter and flash are long gone down the hall, you turn to miguel. “hey,” you say. he finally looks up at you and you see tears welling in his eyes. you wince, and wordlessly kick his book back to him. watching him gather up his books is almost disheartening, usually you laugh at something this pathetic. your feelings get the better of you, so you walk to miguel and buy your hand on his chin, lifting his head up to look at you. the eye contact sends a weird feeling in your chest, his tear stained brown eyes filled with emotion.

“chin up, dweeb,” you say, touching the tip of his nose and winking at him before you get up and leave, off to see what trouble peter found himself in.

miguel is in shock. that’s the first time he’s ever been talked to by someone popular. a popular girl at that. miguel looks back at your figure walking away, hips swaying with determination and he feels his heart swell in his chest.

“you gettin all sappy on me now, baby?” miguel quips. “funny. you must have forgotten what to address me as. i’ve been too nice to you,” you reply, your gaze intense. miguel swallows and his whole demeanour changes. “i didn’t forget, mistress,” he replies. you smile, getting up from the couch, pulling miguel up by his shirt to follow you.

“that’s my good boy.”

#miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara drabble #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #miguel atsv #sub miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #miguel o’hara imagine #you’ve got mail💌#<nerd!miguel3

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galedekarios · 3 months

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larian announced patch 6 and

if no one got me, i know that larian's senior cinematic artist for gale got me 😌✊

#i was about to nope out of the patch bc the preview was of yet another pasty elf kiss but #ch: gale dekarios #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #text: personal

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bau-drabbles · 1 year

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a/n: heavily inspired by those all posts but i can't find who they're from, i'm sorry 😭

your instagram but you're dating aaron hotchner :)

except i have no idea how to write for hotch/the team so it's definitely ooc 😹

part 2, 3, 4

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y/n_xo: bearded aaron hottie >> 😮‍💨😮‍💨

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a.hotch: you tell me this after i shaved it all off

y/n_xo: you're still a hottie! just a beardless one 🤍

a.hotch: i'll grow it back for you

y/n_xo: my whole husband 🫶🥹

penny.garcia: you both make my heart so warm 💗 the ice king has finally melted his heart, this'll be such a good story for your kids! 🥹

d.morgan: yall make me so sick

its.emilyp: i feel like this man popped outta the womb with a glare looool

a.hotch: 🤨

its.emilyp: 🙂***

itsjj: suddenly i fear you have a whole stack of paperwork to complete

its.emilyp: and you'd be correct 😪

penny.garcia: SIR 🗣 AYO SIR 🗣🗣 SIR YOU LOOKIN FINE SIR 🗣🗣🗣🗣

reid.gram: not you thirsting over our BOSS 😦

d.morgan: i don't like this, babygirl

itsjj: sometimes sharing is not caring

its.emilyp: i hate it here ☹

penny.garcia: that wasn't me!! 😩 @/y/n_xo grabbed my phone!

y/n_xo: my bad, can't be thirsting on the main 🧍‍♀️

d.morgan: you can barely even see me, why we so blurry?

reid.gram: did you really expect high quality pictures from @/y/n_xo, be honest

the.davidrossi: always the blind ones out here taking 240p pictures

y/n_xo: always the old ones with the most audacity

d.morgan: FOULL 🤣

reid.gram: see, me personally i wouldn't take that type of disrespect

y/n_xo: all that iq and you still can't find a date 😔🤞

its.emilyp: that's my girl 😏

a.hotch: you stop influencing her right now

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y/n_xo: new boyfriend applications, this one is mean 😒

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a.hotch: wait does that sign not mean something good?

its.emilyp: no it does! nowadays it means peace and happiness

d.morgan: yeah it's also a way to say you love someone a lot

a.hotch: really? @/y/n_xo 🙂🖕❤

itsjj: LMAOOO

reid.gram: I CANT BREATHE

penny.garcia: IVE ALREADY SS THIS AND SENT IT ON THE GC 😂

y/n_xo: my poor man 😭

a.hotch: all of you are getting into trouble

its.emilyp: so worth it 😹

yourexname: i miss you ❤

a.hotch: you're going to miss when you didn't write this

penny.garcia: currently documenting every second of this

reid.gram: we're watching a historical event unfold, you guys

itsjj: i'm a little concerned for this man's safety

its.emilyp: hey, alls fair in love and war 😍

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y/n_xo: never leave your phone unattended pls

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reid.gram: of course you choose the one picture of my double chin

y/n_xo: it's always out wdym

reid.gram: .... oh

d.morgan: you walked straight into that one, pretty boy

penny.garcia: you guys are so mean 😭 my poor boy wonder

reid.gram: all these haters and for what? 😒

its.emilyp: i smell the cheetos from here

itsjj: i did not eat any 😡

y/n_xo: liar. they were on the side

its.emilyp: called it. my cheeto girl ❤

penny.garcia: time to play cupid, methinks 😌

y/n_xo: budge over will, emily's taking your place ‼️‼️

its.emilyp: 😏

itsjj: 😳

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y/n_xo: two best friends in a room.... they might kiss 😳

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the.davidrossi: how can i delete someone else's picture?

d.morgan: don't be embarrassed rossi, embrace your truth ✊

itsjj: we support you ✊

its.emilyp: sassy king ✊

reid.gram: hey, at least you and @/its.emilyp have something in common ✊

its.emilyp: literally choke

penny.garcia: you owe me 5 bucks @/y/n_xo 🥳

the.davidrossi: i hate all of you

itsjj: aww they look a little like henry and jack, forced to take a picture

a.hotch: that's because we were. this was the 10th picture

y/n_xo: that's cause you're so pretty ❤

the.davidrossi: i genuinely got heatstroke after this. never ever take pictures if @/y/n_xo is near

y/n_xo: :(

a.hotch: ignore him, he's on his sixth wife for a reason. i love all your pictures sweetheart ❤

y/n_xo: :")

penny.garcia: the absolute CUTENESS i CANNOT 😩🥹💗💗

its.emilyp: i can be a better boyfriend than him

y/n_xo: i love you

a.hotch: i am sorry??

reid.gram: damn the silence is loud

itsjj: reid don't be an instigator..... but do i sense a relationship forming? 👀

d.morgan: nah, i could treat you way better princess

a.hotch: @/d.morgan and @/its.emilyp both of you in my office now

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #derek morgan #penelope garcia #jennifer jareau #emily prentiss #david rossi #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotch x you #aaron hotch fanfiction #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotch fluff #aaron hotch hotchner

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shiro-s2e2-erukinzu · 9 months

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 86... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

KYAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! 💗 THIS CHAPTER, OH MY GOD...!!! 😆😍😆

Today's chapter has marked the end of the mole arc and IT DID NOT DISAPPOINT!! 😆So let's talk about it, shall we...? 😏

The chapter begins where the last one ended, with Fiona BEATING THINE ASS of Wheeler...!! 😆 When suddenly, someone tells her to stop...:

And it turned out to be Twilight!!

I honestly didn't expect that he was gonna get up this soon...! Especially after everything he's been through in these past few chapters...!! ✊😤

But because Twilight is up now, Fiona, of course, rushes towards him! Only to land flat on her face (because her broken leg...!! 😌)

After that, Fiona starts freaking out (in her head) about the possibility that Twilight heard what she said to Wheeler, while Twilight thinks that she's mad at him for being taken down by Wheeler...!! 🤣

But after all that silliness, Twilight brings up how he believes that he might actually be losing edge which leads to this conversation:

I LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS PART!! 😭

Not only did Twilight bring up why he couldn't kill Yuri and frame it as though it was only to protect the mission, but Fiona was able see past his "For The Mission" shtick yet again...!! Everything about this part was *chef's kiss* 👌

After that amazing part, Agent Mustache (still disguised as that SSS agent whose name I don't remember how to spell 😅) comes to get Fiona and Twilight out of there (and also Wheeler...!!) But since Fiona's leg is broken, she has to be carried...:

...BY TWILIGHT!!! 😆

Which she understandably freaks out (in her head) about...!! 👌😌 (I know I'd probably freak out too if Twilight carried me-- 😏)

Uhh, anyway...!! Twilight finally gets home (after Agent Mustache offered to get some drinks with him but declines) and is greeted by his beautiful fake wife, Yor...!! 💗🤗💗

...AND HE COLLAPSES TO HIS KNEES!! 😆 (Probably because of Yor's beauty...!! 😏)

But Twilight was able to get back, only for Yor to tell him that she wasn't really upset with him and he ends up like THIS...:

🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂MY MAN IS LOOKIN' GOOFY RIGHT NOW!!!

Loid then tells Yor that he'll need her help around the house for a few days, which makes Yor happy and she tells him why...:

MY HEART!!! 💗😭💗THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL AS WELL...!!! 💗😭💗

When suddenly, Yuri shows up...!! 😵 AND THIS HAPPENS...!!: 😱

WHAT IS GOING ON WITH THIS CHAPTER...!?!? 😵 ENDO JUST KEEPS GIVING US SUCH FANTASTIC MOMENTS...!!! 😍

I did not expect Yuri to show up AT ALL!! 😆 And his reasoning for backing off of suspecting Loid was just amazing as well...!! (KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, ENDO!!! 👍)

And then... I died... Because...:

Twilight... SHIRTLESS... IN THE SHOWER!!! 😵

Shiro-S2E2-Erukinzu.exe has stopped functioning. Must reboot... 🤖

...

...rebooting... 🤖

...

...reboot successful. 🤖

GAH! WHAT HAPPENED?! 😲 Oh right!! *Ahem* as I was saying... The chapter comes to a close with Yor catching Twilight's shirt on fire from ironing it...!! 🤣🤣🤣

And that was Mission 86, such amazing end to an amazing arc...!! 😆 I can't believe how many amazing moments were pack into this one chapter!! 😁 It really solidified this arc as my favorite in the series thus far...!! 😊 You knocked it out of the park again Endo!! 😄

Speaking of my favorite moments, I really wanted to know what Twilight was gonna say about Yor when he was taking about his weakness...! 🤔 But, I'm pretty sure that we all have a pretty good guess as to what he was gonna say...!! 😏

MAN!! THIS CHAPTER IS SO GOOD, I COULD TALK ABOUT IT FOR HOURS...!! 😆

But, I don't have that kind of time... 😌 So I guess I'll just say my goodbyes now...!! 😁

As always; take care, be safe out there and spread kindness...!! 💗🤗💗 I'll see you all in the next Mission...!! SEE YA!! 👋😄

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use this ask to dump all of ur andrew headcanons if u so choose <3 (biting him biting him biting him)

AAAA I LOVE YOU

putting a tw now bc idk what i might get into with him

he was a really shy little kid, but the people he bonded with (john, a special victims agent from Cali, especially) he was very excitable around. he reminds me of Ducky from The Land Before Time

(a little nsfw bc of course) he has superr sensitive skin. all it takes is Neil running his fingers up and down his thighs and calling him pretty for him to lose it

^ praise kink 😋

likes to cuddle but it feels so unsafe that he only does it with Neil. eventually he grows comfortable enough with Kevin, and even Aaron, to steal their laps (and maybe even take a nap)

i took the designated nap time from the EC and ran with it. boy loves his naps. he wakes up, eats breakfast, naps, goes to practice, takes a shower, naps, eats dinner, goes to bed

chubby tummy! i don't think he's overweight per se? but all that ice cream and negative cardio means big muscles and a soft tummy

he has ARFID and BPD. i see so much of me in him, and also, everything in the books and EC that leads me to believe these things

he bonks his head against people he likes to show affection. Wymack's arm gets severely bruised 😔✊

there was a post somewhere about Andrew being deaf in one ear from the car accident. it might've been from my friend @broken-heart-raven-queen ? or @bisexual-chaos-demon but I'm not positive. i know i reblogged it. anyway, i am deaf in one ear too, so i decided it was canon 😌

smokes weed in the off season because it helps calm him down, and makes him forget some stuff

another nsfw: he whines when he bottoms, idc

a lot of people like to foster kids for free house and child care, so i imagine he's very good with kids, a fairly decent cook, clean and lrganized? etc

he's the younger twin by 14 minutes

has epilepsy from a head injury as a child

fav animal: toads and sharks. fav color: blue. fav food: strawberries

#i loved this ask tysm #i love talking about my boy #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #the foxhole court #andreil #kevin day #aaron minyard

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 4 months

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HEY HEY HEYYY I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED MY 1ST ACCOUNT AND I COULDN'T FIND YOU 😭 BUT NOW I DID SO ‼️ THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS KEEPING THE FANDOM ALIVE ✊😌

Awww thanks a lot, glad you found me again!!!! I'm definitely not the only one keeping the fandom going rn though, shout out to everyone in the tr fandom, whether you're making some type of content or sharing others and encouraging people, this is a team effort!

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butmakeitgayblog · 7 months

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Hi! I’m new to the fandom - I first found out about the show when Lexa died and all the fall out happened and have avoided watching until now because I was trying to avoid the pain of her death 🫡. However I am weak for good lesbian content and now I’m fully sucked in and Lexa dies next episode 🥺. My question is - what are the really good fix it fics that will help heal me?

Well hello and welcome 😌 don't worry, Lexa lives on around here ✊

Now specifically for fix-it fics, I can only think of a few

Wanplei Nou Laik Eno - Orangeyouglad8

Lightning Only Strikes Once- fiona249

Holon - AmyBot300

Forever's Come and Gone - someoneelsesheart

I Can Feel You - tangledinprose (this one is a very different interpretation but I still think counts more or less)

But I do know there's got to be more that I'm just not thinking of! So please y'all if you think of any more either rb with the link or comment the link on the post 💕💕💕

#anon #clexa #clexa fanfic

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crazykuroneko · 2 months

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Joining the Rewind the Tape event

This will be my first time rewatching IWTV S1 since it's first broadcast (excluding the indirect watch I get from watching YouTube reactions). I'm bad at creating content, but I have been meaning to rewatch it the same way I watch movies; with my note app ready for me to write down things I notice. And like when watching movies, I don't really care about source material nor the existing theories; I just try to deduce from what I see. So, I feel this is a good way to refresh my mind before going into S2 after all the fanons and theories going around. I use my note to decide how I score a film, so I write down technical stuff as well.

If anyone wants to discuss, feel free to reply ✌️

Here is my note for S01E1:

• What a witty opening. Tricking audience that it's something it's not (an ad, which is closer to our reality). Setting the tone of what's to come.

• "Your sources are your Sherpas (a guide?). Your editor is your priest. Honesty is not a tactic."

• "Can he make his fantasy a reality?" Touche!

• 9/4/73. 4 September 1973

• Daniel looks so pissed listening to the old tape lol.

• That transition of Louis' face over the city. That's so Great Gatsby of him. And the long close shot makes Louis so still and inhuman, what a contrast with the ones from the church scene.

• "Have I hit the nerve?" Drink every time the script being so funny!

• Louis: "Yet you come anyway". Daniel: "That's my voice but I don't remember it"

• "Truth and reconciliation" Reconciliation: the process of making two opposite beliefs, ideas, or situations agree.

• June 14, 2022.

• "The favored son. And capital to oversee as consequence"

• "You're a pimp". "The product is desire" The difference in their language in this dialogue is so interesting.

• Bricks hitting Fenwick after he tried to rape her. That's our girl 😌✊

• The score came up on the right time.

• Lestat witnessing and hearing the contradiction in Louis over loving his brother versus going hard on him in order to survive and falling in love immediately 😌✊✊✊✊

• "Let's not fuss on the particulars" Particulars in question are women being exploited and sometimes raped, but okay.

• Florence and Grace don't like to hear the hard facts, I see.

• "A lie I told myself about myself"

• No that white man Louis staring at is so ugly. Louis, please!

• Oh, Les definitely hears Tom inviting Louis for a game on Friday.

• "And there's a food" *gestures to Lily*. God, i love this script.

• Oh, Lestat did "mezmerized" Louis here (either accidentally or not idk), like he did with Paul later at the dinner. Hence, Louis says "not with my family".

• "Emasculation AND admiration in equal measure. I wanted to murder the man, and I wanted TO BE the man." Basically a summary of what attracts Louis to Lestat.

• Lestat killing the white man with lamp scene is interesting if you consider what we watch as Louis' POV because logically Louis didn't see it as it happened in 1910. But the existence of this scene signals that 2022 Louis (or Louis after the fact) now knows that Lestat did prowling the city during the night killing people. Iirc there will be more scenes like this.

• Help Sam and Jacob's chemistry right when their eyes meet each other 😭😭😭😭♥️

• Not @ Lestat dumbing himself down in front of the white men and Louis smiled adorably over it even though he probably knew that's just an act. We lost him so fast

• The practical effects are so cool.

• Lestat was like don't you know your value etc etc, yet he still did not back up Louis to Fenwick. The red flag is red flagging.

• "He's not revealed his vampire nature yet." But Louis definitely knows something is up with him (see: two instances of "mezmerize" and the time stop)

• That shot of Leslou in the mirror at the tailor is so cute 🥺

• "Mother loves European" Louis is so her son 😂

• "He ain't takin' it you getting married" Paul was indeed getting worse 😭

• Lestat being so taken aback with how blunt Paul is then taken aback over Louis' lying to his family he's not enjoying opera is so funny.

• Sam's eyebrows definitely have a life of their own lol

• Louis gives Lestat's "violent and weird peculiarity" a pass unless it's toward his loved ones. Reminds me of that Jacob's interview on the domestic abuse in the show.

• The talk Leslou have while walking back to Lestat's house is really the summary of Louis' different "hats". "They sit in judgement. Paul is the only one to say it to my face"

• Louis' action vs words when Lestat asked him for a "nightcap" is 🤌

• I thought Lestat's hand is in Lily's skirt when she seemingly orgasm, but it isn't. His hand also doesn't explore too much on her at Fairplay Saloon either compared to what Louis' narration implies. Is it the show being careful how they touch women or is it some kind of "censor"? I need to pay attention to it later.

• The choreo between Leslou to make it look like they're fighting for control/dominance. This is A grade yaoi 🤌🤌🤌🤌

• Louis checking on Daniel whether he has ~ embraced his sexuality~ then describing his homosexual intimate moment with drugs to a former addict is a very deliberate choice. Daniel isn't the only one digging in this interview.

• Drinking blood from another in an intimate setting feels extremely intimate

• Gosh Paul doesn't even want Levi to touch him

• The tap dance scene 😭 Paul 😭

• Paul spiralling down pre-wedding, seemingly angry during the wedding, eating a lot, remembering their best time, checking on Louis and Grace, saying I love you. Yeah, he definitely did it himself 🥲

• I know the night sky is a green screen, but the lights hit Louis' face so beautifully. I don't know how they did it

• Florence 😡😡😡😡

• "Miss Lily proved herself a poor subtitute" Lestat 😡😡😡😡😡

• Lestat is completely out of touch with humanity, he only cares about himself.

• Finnick must think it's very weird that he has to keep Lestat away from Louis that he gets his arm broken but the next time they meet, Leslou are close again 😅

• Daniel Hart slaying with the score 🤌🤌🤌🤌

• Louis connects the dots when he hears Lily got the "fever" 😞

• Jacob's acting at the confession. The score filling the space over his voice. The mixing tuned up perfectly when Lestat snatching the priest. 🤌

• Lestat knocked down two lamps, one is so far away from the confession, to give proper lighting is so funny lol. (I know it's shooting necessity but still 😂)

• Sam definitely has a subwoofer in his throat wtf (I'm listening with earphones)

• You can see Sam hasn't used to talk with his fangs on here.

• The camera trick after Lestat punched the priest is so clever.

• I wonder what Lestat is hearing during his proposal scene, because he definitely gets Louis the moment he says he loves him. The change in Louis' face 🥲

• Sam's eye acting during the part laid over with Louis' narration. That part will always be my Roman Empire

• "For the first time in my life, I was seen". Not "felt seen". He's still sure that that's a fact.

• Louis already gives little nods the moment Lestat finished "for eternity" 🥲🥲🥲🥲

• Jacob's whole monologue during the turn 🤌🤌🤌

• "He sat there, radiant" *while Lestat's is laying down, catching his breath* Louis' narration is more "flowery" than the recollection?

Summary: I'm extremely impressed with how much we know about Louis' personality (especially the contradiction in himsef) just from the script of this episode. Alan Taylor trusts Jacob and Sam's ability a lot to do a lot of close-ups and just let their faces tell the story. Louis' costumes, scores, and audio mixing are perfection.

#rewind the tape #iwtv #interview with the vampire #vampterview #moi.txt

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