#make out

[wish-understand]

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[manincaffeine]

texting so boring come make out with me

[plistommy]

[starrcrossrose]

“This Is A Bad Idea”

“I Don’t Care”

Uhh HAPPY VALENTINES DAY *throws guys kissing at you and runs away*

If you wanna see more of them I have a LOT on my Patreon. Uhhhh yeah bYE —

[blueeyesfilledwithpassion]

Playful Desires

Our Touches Build Desire Between Us Both.

The Feel Of Skin On Skin.

Your Hand On My Chest, Then Traces Down My Waist.

Mine Reaches Around Your Neck.

Coming Closer To Kiss You & Drink You In.

Then The Playful Desires Begin.

Mmmm..

[onscreenkisses]

200 CIGARETTES, dir. Risa Bramon Garcia (1999)

[personclhells]

Me fr

[dominusruffian]

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[lymmsweb]

You call the shots babe, i just wanna be yours

🕷pairing : miguel o’hara x spider!reader

🕷word count : 1199

🕷tags : mutual pining, makeout session, slight angst

🕷summary : Miguel needs a quick break, you’re the only one that can get him to get a breath of fresh air.

Miguel had been cooped up in his office at the Spider HQ reviewing reports on potential threats to the multiverse, he had a admirable work ethic that was near impossible to break him out of, that was one of the traits many respected him for. Bags were starting to form under his eyes as the silence of the night filled the air until Lyla would chime in a statistic or overview, he paid no mind to his slight fatigue and continued typing and swiping away at the holographic screens. Lost in thought he didn’t hear your soft footsteps become louder and close in on him, a warm coffee filled mug you had made him was slightly burning your fingertips as you held onto it.

“Miguel?” you called out to him, making him smile to himself at the sound of your voice. He stopped what he was reading, turning around to look at you.

“What are you doing here?” he questioned with concern, no malice laced in his tone “It’s so late.” He took you in, the way your hair was ruffled just the right amount, the way the moonlit night casted blue shadows on your best features and how you always greeted him with a smile.

You handed him the mug, his eyes lighting up as his fingers touched yours momentarily “You’ve been in here all day, I haven’t seen you at all!” A bittersweet feeling dried up his mouth, he was glad you thought of him but he felt like he should push you away as to avoid heartbreak, he knew that most of the time in every dimension Spiderman’s love life was a cruel joke.

“I’ve been working.” he brought the mug to his lips taking a sip of the coffee, not once breaking eye contact “Thanks.” He grimaced slightly, he hated coffee though he’d never tell you that.

“Take a break Mi-” you tried to reason

“I’ve got too much work.” he tried to make any excuse as to not give in

“Please?’ you leaned closer to him, inviting and tempting him. He stared hard. His heart beat in a frenzy, he heard how the pulse quickened in his ears yet his poker face wasn’t even slightly cracking. His mind raced from all the different outcomes that you could tangle him in or, all the situations he had to untangle in his work, his inhibition slowly crumbling away every second he felt your warmth radiating into him.

“Please.” you softly pleaded placing your hand on his wrist, sending electrical like shocks to him that make a shiver run down his spine. He finally felt how his eyes ached, his head hurt and his suit felt unbearingly uncomfortable.

“Fine, fine you win,” he took another sip of the drink, resisting the urge to gag “where do you want to go?”

You let him go and pondered for a bit, nothing would be open at these late hours and he desperately needed an escape from the stuffy air indoors. “We could climb to the roof?” you suggested, he simply gave you a curt nod and you two started walking through the long passageways of the HQ in a comfortable silence. Almost no one was there at the time, only a handful of Spider-people stayed to catch up with old friends.By the time you two made it outside he had already finished the drink you gave him, placing it on a random table you two passed by.

“See how good the air feels?” you exclaimed, sticking to the side of the building by your feet and started to walk up it as if gravity did not apply to you. He watched you, your hair drooped down exposing more of your features, the carefree way you carried yourself and how much his heart burned with passion. Once you were a couple meters above him he jumped up too, right alongside you. He straightened his back as he matched your pace, his eyes staring blankly at the moon and stars that shon brightly whilst the air started to freshen his mind up. All that could be heard was the sound of cars drifting by as if they were in no rush, the apartments surrounding the tall building had some rooms illuminated in bright colours, adding a sense of personality to the charming view.

“Thanks.” he glanced over to you, trying his best to be sneaky.

“For what?” you looked over to him, he was staring at you like he was star struck. Miguel’s eyes wandered to your lips, eyes and blushed cheeks as every syllable escaped your mouth.

“I never realized how beautiful…” he hesitated, unsure of what would spill out of his mouth “Nueva York is at night.” A disappointed sigh escaped his lips as he finished his statement, he couldn’t care less on what Nueva York looked like. Breaking away from his gaze you looked around, the ground looked so far away that cars looked like small insects passing by in an orderly line. All the stars illuminated you two and the building you were scaling, only a couple meters from the very top a rush of excitement passed over you. You responded to him with a small noise of agreement as you finally made it to the top. Sitting down as you looked at the city he fought so hard to protect, he sat down with you too, shoulders touching each other without either of you saying a word. His muscles relaxed into your touch. Each breath he took the fatigue was slowly catching up to him.

“Por dios it’s been ages since i’ve felt like this.” he shifted his leg so it was pressed up against yours whilst he fiddled with his fingers

“You need,” looking over to him your faces were mere inches apart, he never once stopped looking at you. His lips were parted showing just the tip of his fangs, his breath smelt like black coffee and his red eyes were mixing beautifully with the blue hues of the night. His suit retracted just so his bare hands were on display, bringing them to your lips and gently felt your lips “a break.” you breathlessly finished your sentence just before he closed the distance, his chapped lips gracefully glided against yours whilst his hands held your jaw in place. He turned his body to lean into the kiss more, effectively shielding you from the cool air as he covered you with his body. your hands roamed from his waist all the way up to his hair, slightly tugging it which drove him crazy. A sudden feeling of hunger took control over him, he roughly deepened the kiss as his hands started to push you into him from the nape of your neck. His fangs slightly nicked your tongue which resulted in a faint metallic taste mixed with your saliva. The lack of air was making your lungs scream for oxygen. Placing your hands on his chest you firmly pushed him signaling him to stop which he understood almost immediately, both of you were left breathless afterwards, panting and smiling as you two just looked at each other.

“Guess i should take more breaks?”

a/n: Por dios - For god’s sake. I got the title from this song! Any criticism is welcome and i didnt proofread too in depth:) Also huge brainrot for this himbo

[intoxicating-goddess]

I am in desperate need of a hot and heavy make-out session. I need kisses more than I need air. I want to drown in the taste of their mouth. I want our bodies to rub against each other. Our hands caressing, groping, fondling each other. I want to be so breathless that I feel faint. I want to be needed, to be craved desperately by someone. Is that too much to ask?

[yutas-girlfriend]

megumi x reader oneshot

you and megumi get into an argument about your safety.

warnings: nothing too nsfw, makeout, yelling

looking him dead in the eyes, without a hint of hesitation, you notice his eyes flare like a fire being fed with gasoline. his jaw clenches and he swiftly grabs your wrist urgently and begins stomping away. a look of confusion and excitement spreads accross your face as the rest of the group begins to chatter once more.

you’ve always known how to press megumis buttons. hes an easy target, practically anything can annoy him to the point of snapping, and you fed off it. you were an excellent fighter both physically and with words, and so was megumi. you fought day in and day out since your return to jujutsu tech, but this was different. this was not a normal friend fight. the only thing you didn’t enjoy arguing about was your safety. he was no saint, definitely a rule breaker, but not in a way that would jeopardize his ability to see you again. you on the other hand, were a rule breaker without many boundaries. you often found yourselves fighting about the situations you got yourself into, and the possible danger.

he dragged you into the nearest classroom and sat down on one of the few desks. it was dark, with only the sunset shining through the windows. you wanted to get this over with, it was getting late now. you begin rubbing your temples, as he exhales sharply.

“i just dont want you to get hurt. you have to understand where im coming from, don’t you?“ he says sharply, looking at your face once more.

“i never said i didn’t understand, but i’m fine. i always am. name one time i’ve been seriously hurt.” the words sting as they come out of your mouth. you already know whats coming next. he huffs, and a small sarcastic chuckle leaves him.

“name one? just one fucking time of the hundreds youve been seriously injured? are you kidding me?” he begins standing and walking towards you, stopping a few inches from your face. “i didnt see you for months because you went on that stupid mission that almost got you killed! ” he says loudly. “what about the time you decided to be a hero and go back for that woman? or the time you jumped in front of me? you are lucky to be alive.” he says pointing at you as he stares daggers into your eyes. you’re no pussy, so you stand staring back at him, not breaking eye contact for a second. he’s breathing heavily, his arms hanging loosely. your pissed, but even when the rage he fuels you with is flowing in your veins, you have to admit hes beautiful. he has a tall, slender but purely muscular frame. his jet black hair is messy but purposely, it sits softly framing his face. his bright eyes gleam in the sun light, as the bright beams bounce around the room, reflecting off the perfectly polished button on his jacket. but by far, one of his best features, were his lips. never dry, always perfectly plump and a soft pink colour, even though he bit them when he was angry, uncomfortable or nervous. you allow yourself a swift momentary glance at his lips. his breathing hitches for a moment. shit. he noticed. he looks at yours. shit. hes still breathing as if hes angry, the rage from before still sitting with you both. you continue breathing heavily and staring at each other, but the anger is slowly fading. it seems to be replaced by something else, something deeper. lust?

in the blink of an eye, he grips your face from above as he steps forwards and kisses you roughly. you grip the sides of his neck as you continue. he moves his hands slowly downward to your hips as you press yourself to his chest. you pull closer and suck his lip gently, clearly igniting something within him. you place your leg upwards towards his hip as he moves his hands to your thighs, lifting you up and onto the counter by the wall. he moves his hands to your hips and pulling you closer to him. you grab his hair in your hand, pulling his face as close as it could possibly be to your own. wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull his hips against your own. he kisses you harder, and you let out a small hum at the feeling.

suddenly, he pulls his mouth from yours, a string of saliva between you. he looks drunk, eyes droopy and hair messy. he kisses you one more, but softer, much more tender this time. he holds your face in his hands and you place your own over top. he pulls away once more and rests his forehead against your own. “please be careful,” he mumbles, placing his face in the crook of your neck. your hands find his again, and you turn your head slightly so he can hear. “i’ll try,” you say quietly back.

he lets out a sigh of relief.

[finalgirlfae]

stick to the script

finn wolfhard x reader

summary: finn can never stick to the script.

it was rare that you as a new actor went off script or improvised much, after all you were still paying your hollywood dues and you didn’t think it wise to blatantly ignore what the writers spent time working on. your costar, however, did it a few times. finn was fun to work with, even more fun when he was being a little shit and making you fuck up on purpose by changing some lines or adding things that weren’t scripted.

“this movie is obviously very teenager, very wild in the sense that it’s coming of age. have there every been times where things got too crazy on set?” the interviewer asked as you reached to take the umpteenth sip of the ice cold bottle of poland springs water. your eyes glanced over to finn’s, who’s were already on you. you knew exactly what he was thinking about and the slight smirk that had fallen on his lips made your skin hot.

“there’s been a time or two.” he smiled, leaning back into the chair and folding his arms.

your mind flashed back to finn’s hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you up a flight of set stairs and closing the prop door behind you two. you remember gasping as your back hit the wall, his lips immediately going on to yours as his hands dug into the fabric of your 70s flared jeans. the writers had wrote a kiss between you, you were well aware of that was prepared for it. finn however.. seemed to have other plans.

he moved his lips from yours allowing you to catch your breath, only for it to hitch again when small kisses were peppered along your neck. he got down on his knees, moving his hands up and down your thighs as he began to kiss down your exposed stomach, the crop top wore allowing him to do so. your hands soon found his hair, and your mind sort of found his game. you tugged on the black curly strands, signaling him to stand up which he did. finn towered over you once again, hands never leaving your hips as he pushed you on to the bed of the room. the look in his eyes making your heart beat even faster than it already did. this wasn’t in the script. at all.

there was the sound of cameras rolling as your hands reached for his shirt, gripping it to send the message that you wanted it off. he got the hint, pulling it off before pushing you to scoot further on the bed and placing his lips back on yours. you don’t remember where your mind was at this point or if the directors even had anything to say. the only feeling you noticed was you being pulled to sit on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck as you moaned into his mouth. some way, somehow, he had gotten your pants off.

you two were desperately grabbing at each other, and no one gave it a second though. after all the movie was pretty hot and heavy between you two, the endless sexually pinning your characters had for each other had finally bubbled over to it’s breaking point and here you were, about to fuck.

the last thing you remembered was your shirt also being pulled off, leaving the two of you half naked and breathless as he sucked hickeys on to your breast before someone finally yelled cut.

“that was improvised?!” the interviewer asked in a shocked tone. both of you shook your heads yes.

“i mean, i was just supposed to kiss her. i wasn’t supposed to take off their clothes and make out but- i don’t know. i kind of got caught up in the moment and it felt right.”

“well i know fans are very happy that you two decided to take that route for the characters.”

it was definitely not for the characters.

“they weren’t the only ones who were happy.” finn smiled, you hit his arm and rolled your eyes. he never sticks to the script.

[quartzii122]

Random no context Levi Ackerman x reader

Levi looks at you, while raising an eyebrow, almost as if he's studying you trying to put the pieces together. His gray eyes dart between yours, he's obviously curious to know the real reason now. As you look back at him, you begin to feel nervous, his eyes looking directly into yours makes you have a bad urge to bite your nails. Your hand clenched to gain more confidence, you swallow hard as you prepare yourself for his reaction.

“I just.. I think about you a lot-“ You finally mutter out while looking all over to see how he processes it.

“Oh.” Is the only thing he manages to say, his mind blank in this situation, yet full at the same time.

Almost like his throat can work properly anymore. The only change was his eyes widening in surprise, he continues to look at you, letting your words sink in. You look away and continue to stay silent, the air grows thick as well. This whole situation just took an awkward turn as you both were left speechless. He slightly parts his lips, wanting to say more- or anything else for that matter, yet he can't find the right words. He looks to the floor.

The silence never felt so loud before, and all you wish for now is to either be shot in the heart by an arrow or the ground suddenly opens and swallows you whole. But you also can't help the feeling of.. regret. You regret even telling him, but you already knew beforehand that this whole thing was a gamble.

“It’s late- I should probably head back to my room..” You say awkwardly not even sparing him a glance.

Levi snaps out of his strange state and looks at the night sky, realizing how late it actually is.

“Yeah, it’s late.” He replies while shaking his head trying to play it off, but it's clear how tense the situation got.

You stand up from the ledge you were sitting on and so does he, yet you notice he isn't looking at you either, this little action pains you.

“Goodnight.” You say quietly as if you feel small.

The last glace toward Levi and he still hasn't even looked your way, like his eyes are glued to the floor. That was enough for you to run back inside, you begin walking to the large door you guys previously came from. Your eyes were set on it, so eager to hide away and escape this.

“Uhm..” Levi’s voice begins, seemingly shaky.

Almost like he doesn't know what to say but doesn't want to leave like this, but you look back anyway, curious for what else he has to say.

Levi takes a deep breath, turning around to face you, finally looking up from the ground. But it was only for a few seconds before looking away again, contemplating his words.

“I- um..” He struggles then forces himself to meet your eyes, and you swore you saw the slightest hint of pink on his cheeks.

“Do you like me?”

“.. You didn't gather that already?” You say bluntly, as you already thought he knew that's what you meant.

Levi freezes up at your words, staring straight at you with his lips parted. He wasn't expecting a reply like that, and obviously he was not prepared to hear that, he takes a moment to recover.

“Oh..”

You look away embarrassed that we are back to this again. And you watched as the little pink turned to full red, but he still attempts to hide his expression, he lowers his face and pretends to scratch his neck.

“Well.. I- uh.. I-.. I do like you.. you just caught me off guard” He says awkwardly clearly not knowing what to do.

You look back at him, completely flustered, but couldn't help but chuckle. You've rarely seen him like this, and it was adorable. But this makes him clear his throat and look away embarrassed. He doesn't know what to say, but it looks like he doesn't want to leave either. He just can't seem to get his emotions in check.

“I should get going n-“ Levi starts yet you cut him off by pressing your lips against his.

The sudden action makes him freeze, yet he slowly closes his eyes. But he was still tense, just kind of standing there but not pushing you away. You pull away and flutter your eyes open to meet his. guys hold eye contact for a moment, the only sound was your heavy breaths and pounding hearts.

He slightly shifts forward the tiniest bit, wanting to kiss you again, but it's clear he hasn't done anything like this before. You take the hint and press your lips against his once again, but this time he loosens up and actually returns the kiss. Your hand gently rests on his cheek, his is on the back of your neck and the other on your shoulder.

Your head tilts as you kiss him deeper, eager to release these feelings that grew inside you over the years. You slowly add in your tongue to the kisses and he accepts.

A jolt of excitement runs through his body as you enter your tongue. He meets yours as the kiss grows more passionate, the sensation is the best thing both of you have ever felt. Levi starts to slightly move his head to fit the shape of your lips, and his hands run down from your shoulders to your lower back, dragging on your spine as he does so, then squeezing in a tight hug. Due to his light squeeze, your body presses against him, yet you one up it and arch slightly to be fully on him. A moan escapes your lips as his lips hypothesize you, arousal filling your body.

As you press against him he does so as well, feeling the heat radiating through your clothes. You wrap your arm around his neck resting them in both of his shoulders, allowing him access to your body. Your bodies touch from your shoulders down to your waist, he groans as you rub against him. Levis hands roam your body, moving down past your waist where he squeezes your hips. A pleasurable noise escapes out of you from excitement, then corruptly pulls Away from his lips, instantly trying to catch her breath from the intense kiss. But then you immediately attack his neck, you kissed, nibbled, and sucked his neck

Levi's body feels like it's becoming a giant bundle of nerves all responding to your touch, the feeling of your lips on his neck drives him crazy. He starts to softly groan as his body feels a tingling sensation all down his body, but mostly in between. Suddenly you lick up his neck to his jawline where you lay more kisses along, Levi squirms as he tries to keep in his noises