I thought this line was so fucking funny in 1987 I horrified multiple adults by adding it to my lexicon and over three decades later it’s actually funnier than I could ever imagine
i still can't believe that "you should read comic books in the comic book fandom" is somehow some kind of spicy hot take tbh. comics are cool and some of them have my best friend superman in them. and if that's not enough they even have lois lane. what's not clicking
Listen we need to have a serious talk about Kakashi’s side profile and when they give detail to how fucking muscular he is...
And to add, why is he serving face here when he’s all depressed and feeling guilty? Like this is a very serious scene and all i can think of is, “Fuck he’s hot.”
You’re not supposed to look that handsome when sad. Not when Naruto and Sasuke almost just killed each other. AND YOU’RE SERVING FACE AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!
Mean!steve during your no nut challenge somehow convincing you to lift your skirt and show him how wet you are and he’s sooo annoying. Cooing at you like he’s clueless why you’re so wet, playing with the ribbons of slick around your thighs, pushing your folds apart and blowing cool air over you, pushing them back together and chuckling when his thumbs slip
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I DONT THINK U CAN JUST SAY THAT TO ME???? ARE U KIDDING??? @stevenose come get ur mean!steve juice i swear this shit is DNFJFJDJDJ
god it would be like he starts getting snarky about how he can’t actually hide when he’s turned on like you can, how of course you get make all your teasing comments about his tented jeans but it’s not an even playing field— so you’re like uh huh. totally. and what can i do about that?
and steve smirks like you’ve walked exactly into his trap and says, wear a skirt so i can check. you burn hotly but can’t think of any proper reason why you shouldn’t that wouldn’t also apply to steve too, considering all you’ve made him do so far— so you do.
it somehow sets you on edge more, more keyed up than usual at the knowledge you’ve granted steve at least one chance in the night to ‘check’ — and god does he bide his time. he winds you up so tantalisingly, so teasingly, keeps brushing his hands up against the edge of your skirt, touching lightly at your thighs, even pulls you onto his lap and bounces his knee subtlety, his big hands pulling your waist down.
and you’re trying to get him back, trying to rock back quietly because you can’t let him get the upper hand— and you’re determined when you push him into one of the bedrooms, so sure you can get back on top— when he leans back on the bed all lax and twirls his finger with a little whistle, eyes on your skirt. i think it’s time for a check he says, his hand dropping to grab his obvious boner and rocking into it lightly. you can see mine, why can’t i see yours?
and fuck, why does it make you so flustered to pull the hem of your skirt up, to make you flush so hotly inside when he grabs your thighs and tugs you closer to the edge of the bed, wasting no time in running his thumb down the centre of your very soaked panties. aw look, he coos, see she’s excited to see me. and then he slides a hand down to grab your calf and hoists it onto the bed, nearly tipping you over in the process at the shift in position. you’re about to make a snarky comment when he puts his thumbs on your panty lines and pulls outward, spreading your folds with a sticky sound.
steve, you mean to chide but it comes out to whiny — and he grins about it, pretending to be clueless as he runs his thumb down the middle of your panties again, watching your hips twitch forward and laughing as they do. his eyes flick up, watching your face as he blows cold air over your cunt, a pleased chuckle coming out at the way you quiver.
isn’t this checked enough? you ask all breathily and steve murmurs, just one more thing and pulls your panties to the side in a quick yank, spreading your folds again and letting his thumb settle over where you’re leaking slick— so he can smirk as it clenches around nothing and he can hear your breath hitch, the beginnings of a moan in your throat — just for him to drop his hands and lean back, a picture of calm, the only thing that gives him away is the bulge in his pants that is definitely bigger than when you started
a couple days ago i told my bf during sex that i wanted to keep fingering him after i already made him cum because i liked how it felt on my fingers but i was afraid it would be too much for him, and he just smiled a little and said "you don't have to ask your toys if you can play with them, silly."
my fucking god i cannot stop thinking about it. fuck