#to make the kiss more dramatic

[milkbreadtoast]

o yeah btw i liked these guys from the latest crk update..... detective gays.... macaroni and cheese....🤭

[thephantom]

To seek revenge may lead to Hell; everyone does it, though seldom as well... As Sweeney... As Sweeney Todd... The Demon Barber of Fleet Street! Josh Groban in the title role, 2023. @theriddletrades' master.

[lunesart]

this took three and a half hours!!! Happy Holidays!!!!

bonus:

[ghosty1111]

yea it should be normalized being in every single episode in season 2. tbh.

[jackals-ships]

""So. Human affection, yes? No? What's the vibes here dii fahdon?"

"Vomdinok. Uncertain. We shall have to..repeat your experiment."

the colorized version of how to domesticate your world eating god dragon. step one: give him kissies. step two: give him dragon highlighter bc he wants to Match You. step three: profit

[francesderwent]

I figured it out. actually only the first two seasons of Greys are good.

[arminsumi]

I’m at a long, candle lit dinner table with a large napkin tied around my neck and fork and knife in hand and the dishes are your “I want to kiss you” language barrier series w/ satoru. girl dinner. delicious, compliments to the chef 🫵🏾

omg... how u worded this 🥹💗 thank u so much!! i'm so happy the story is enjoyed so much.

i'm still working on the next chapter but i made a scene where the two of them teach each other how to write their names in each other's languages

[itspileofgoodthings]

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[nostalgia-tblr]

in fic news i realised that i've accidentally commited myself to several scenes of jotunn!sylvie porn rather than just the one that i'd initially added mainly for the weirdness factor

[waterhorseyblues-ao3]

if you're still doing kiss fic prompts, would you do #47 and #15 for lokius? (no worries if i'm too late, i just saw your post from two days ago about taking more requests)

yes of course i am absolutely still doing them for as long as people want to send prompts. in fact one of them i've adjusted the ship slightly, for you, as a treat, to make a bigger story

(…out of spite.)

Mobius tested the ropes that held him. He didn't think struggling would do anything, and didn't try, but it did prove that he was held fast to the chair with only enough room to breathe. Even if he did escape, he wouldn't get far. He was an analyst not a hunter, running and fighting were not his skillset.

Loki stood before him with a cruel smirk. This was not his Loki. This was one of the other variants - a far more sly and dangerous one who had managed to put himself at the top of the pecking order in the void. He still wore his presidential run suit, even though it had taken some pretty visible damage.

"What an interesting face," Loki mused, "very homely, hardly my usual type."

Mobius tried not to let any reaction show on his face. It stung to be told to his face how unattractive he was to Loki, but at the same time the thought that he'd automatically been assumed to be his Loki's lover made something burn deep inside him. He didn't have that with his Loki. He didn't get to have that. He wasn't someone who could be that to Loki, any Loki.

Something of this must've showed on his face because the Loki before him suddenly laughed. "Oh, now that is interesting. He hasn't even made his claim on you yet?"

This time Mobius couldn't hide the flush that burned up his neck to his ears. "I don't know what you're talkin' about," he growled, trying to sound far more convinced of that than he was.

"Of course you do, agent. Ah," his smirk curled up wickedly, and he caught Mobius' chin in his fingertips, "but what a perfect thing to steal then. I bet he hasn't even done this."

"What-" Mobius began, but his words were cut off.

Loki had surged in and covered his mouth with his own, pressing down on him with such force it made Mobius gasp, and then his mouth was invaded by Loki's tongue, hot and demanding. Mobius knew he should resist - bite down or headbutt him or something. But he couldn't. It was Loki's lips, Loki's mouth, everything he'd wanted. And yet, so very wrong.

When Loki pulled away he gasped for air, flushed head to toe and completely pathetically ruined inside.

"Let's see what he does about that," Loki teased, tongue swiping over his lips. "I can be quite the jealous creature, I just know it's going to sting."

(…passionately.)

Mobius won't quite look him in the eye. They've been walking a while now, Loki still very armed and a big streak of blood down his shirt. It's not his - well, it is in a way "his", just not from his body. He'd sort of lost control of himself somewhere in the middle of the fight and wasn't entirely sure what he'd done, but there was a nasty sticky feeling under his nails he didn't want to investigte. His variant self had escaped narrowly, laughing like a mad man the whole while.

Loki stopped suddenly on the top of one of the hills and lifted a hand out so that Mobius would stop as well. "I need to ask you something."

Mobius did not look at him. "Sure."

"What he said back there..."

Mobius didn't speak, but nodded. Loki watched him roll his lips between his teeth for a second.

"So it's true."

"I didn't have a choice." Mobius looked at him suddenly, then away again. He sounded uncharacteristically defensive.

Loki started to cross his arms, then put his hands on his hips, then lowered them and fidgeted a little more, a little lost. He opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, and finally managed to get out, "I had no idea that was something you were even interested in."

Mobius's head snapped up to stare at him.

"I mean- I- I would have gladly, any time, if you had just asked," Loki continued, "I don't think I've been particularly subtle, and you've always been far more concerned about professionalism, so I was under the impression it wasn't on the table."

Mobius is speechless for a second, then, "Loki I've wanted to kiss you from the start."

This pulls the floor out from under Loki, and he nearly physically falls over a jagged piece of junk on the floor with how much he reacts to this. "What?" Is all he can say, feeling incredibly stupid.

Mobius clenches his jaw and starts walking again. "It doesn't matter now. He did what he did. It doesn't matter."

"It absolutely matters!" Loki chased after him.

"If it matters then he got what he wanted!" Mobius argued, still going. "He won, we both lost, that's it."

Loki cut in front of him, blocking his way. "We've lost nothing."

"You already know what-"

"I hardly consider kissing a trapped man to mean anything," Loki scoffed. "And if it's bothering you that much, then I had better make you forget about it entirely."

"What-" Mobius began to ask, but for the second time had his words cut off as Loki cupped his jaw between his hands and kissed him.

The kiss started firm, breath sucked in and head tilting slowly. When Mobius didn't react, it softened, turning more tentative, until Loki pulled back to look at the other man.

Mobius gazed at him with an expression Loki could only describe as rapturous.

"I can do better than that," Loki found himself saying, feeling unusually insecure.

"Yeah you can," Mobius replied, then gripped him by the shirt and pulled him in to another kiss. Loki reacted to it immediately, one hand sliding over his shoulder, the other gripping his jacket lapels. Their mouths moved against each other, bodies pressed so close that the heat was almost suffocating.

They broke apart for a moment, only to gasp for air, then closed the gap once more, Loki's tongue pushing against the seam of Mobius' lips, asking, and Mobius answered by letting him in. Mobius' hands bucnhed in Loki's hair, and Lokis' hands slid around his waist to hold him close.

When they finally broke apart, both panting, their brows met in the middle.

"Did you forget it?" Loki asked breathily.

"Forget what?" Mobius grinned.

"Perfect."

[fourteenthz]

Going insane just thinking about tlovm animating the scene of percy kissing vex right in the day before he pulls the whole "no more tricks" scene with raishan in whitestone. Just. Insane.

[hauntingblue]

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[kisaraslover]

also im loving the asks >:] its really like im becoming a minor boss in yugioh fandom. my power grows with every single anon coming to ask me for stuff....

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

@allvalley100

Prompt: Breathing Room

Pairing: Hawkmetri

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It’s beyond Demetri how he ended up slow-dancing with the boy he’s been in love with since age 8 at the senior prom. He keeps expecting someone to shake him awake.

He breathes in Eli’s cologne, trying to turn off the eternal worry and live the moment. Follow the same advice his prom date gave him what seems like an eternity ago.

Maybe they wouldn’t last through college. Maybe Eli could still change his mind.

All Demetri knows for certain is that a year ago—or ten—he’d have given everything for this.

It turned out he didn’t need to.

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And I’d give up forever to touch you ‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be And I don’t want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life And sooner or later, it’s over I just don’t wanna miss you tonight

And I don’t want the world to see me ‘Cause I don't think that they’d understand When everything’s made to be broken I just want you to know who I am

[purple--queen]

I love Nat & Clint being best friends & the fact that they showed us that men & women can be friends without getting feelings & stuff...but sometimes i think about the what if they would have been together. I feel like pushing it right into ours faces would be to much...i think it could have been a subtile thing. Like blink & you miss it. 

[jonathanbiers]

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