this genuinely makes me so insane. kirk speaks and suddenly spock looks like hes just snapped out of a trance. fucking looking down to avoid eye contact. could he be any gayer rn. im gonna punch a wall
every time i watch the trial i am reminded that apparently on a craft stream joe and cleo talked about how they'd have to warn the other participants that their love language is insults and arguing. and then i remember joe saying cleo "has communication issues" and "can't control her man". and i look back at the trial. and i think really the only reason cleo didn't kill joe then and there is that it was way funnier to watch doc suffer through more of his defense (this is also their love language),
so I'm working on the outline for the "sam hunts in college" au because I have no self control/am cursed and like
a huge chunk of the support structure of this fic is the constant comparison of dean and jess and what each means to sam. and it's obvious and visceral and constant since she's not a dead concept but a living person stealing dean's fries
and it was supposed to be gen but at this point it's like. this is way more creepy and uncomfortable if they don't want to fuck actually
Grabbing König's body when you think he isn't looking. König x Pervert reader. Established relationship/situation, whichever way you wanna read it. FUCKK I ADDED COMFORT FOR KÖNIG AT THE END I SUCCUMBED IM SOFT ASF.
Looking for a quick squeeze of his stomach when you hug him from behind. Hand sliding from the front of his hip all the way to his shoulder. Downright dirty and seamless. Sure the man whiplashes every time he feels someone touching but you think you're slick enough to just get this quick feel. Just while he reacts. Got it, scott free right?
"Ah there you are Schatz, scared me for a moment."
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Your hands reaching over his sleepy form in bed while you 'look for something'.
"Move aside König gotta grab the-"
And your fingers are squeezing at his tits, sliding across as your arm squishes against his breasts, just enough to linger on the way his boobs surround yours like a pillow before you say aw shucks! Guess the water isn't there! Silly you!
"Sorry love, must've forgotten", you didn't even try to conceal the smile in your voice.
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The last straw was when you were out at the beach. You couldn't resist yourself! Who could blame you when he was just wearing those tighty whiteys of shorts! A size too small too! What a slut!
You just had to cop a feel. Or two. Or three. C'mon couldn't he see you we're practically cumming over it!
"You want to help me with my sunscreen? That ist nice Schatz." And you're kneading at his back. Drooling over the way his muscles dented under your skin.
"Ach- I can reach there- No? You want to do it?? Hm, okay?" And you're creaming over his lap, lathering the sunscreen as if you were molding his thighs for him. Listening to his timeless gasps as you relax the sore muscles, they deserve a little break too from carrying this behemoth for so long. After all he's been so good you both deserve a little treat too.
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It's hard not to act so perverted when he looks at your food with those eyes. Soft, pleading, almost naive but you'd know better than to call the monster that. He's only soft around you, and you'll take advantage of it.
Soft enough to let you feed him. A purposefully small cookie in your pointer and index while you carefully balance it on the sides. Fuck, his lips were so soft shit you're cumming-
"Ooh ja, tastes good", and he huffs out the hot air. Hopefully he didn't notice how your hands trembled.
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But he did.
"Schatz? We need to communicate better I believe."
"It's about how you've been...touching me. I find it rather confusing."
A pause and a sigh.
"Be honest with me, do you enjoy me only for my body? I do not care if you do but ah, just be truthful, bitte."
And oh how his eyes softened at you while yours lusted at him. Your heart was all for him couldn't he see that? But he's no mind reader. Just a man who held you close after you talked with him.
"I'm sorry, I love you." And all he can do is just dry heave into your shoulder. Anxiety clawing away at him from the first hug you shared down to the latest, ripping him up inside out until his words were forced out of him.
Silent once again. Much more than he was at the beginning but he's happier. Even while your hands pat his back, trying not to come across as sensual while you usher him closer. Just close enough for him to rest on you. He just wants to be the only one you think of, not just the body you think of :(.
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You ease up on the touches and he's eased up. Or you can tell him downright and he'll be calmer when you're clear about it, two options and a healthy[Ish] relationship.
my dealer: I got some straight gas 💯💯 🔥🔥 😎😎 this strain is called Jesus Christ Superstar ✝️⛪⛪🙏🙏 this shit will get you thinking you're the son of god‼️‼️💯💯🗣️🗣️
me: yeah whatever I don't feel shit
me five minutes later: dude what the fuck I swear it's you that say I am dude
King Herod from The Bible: wonkadoo wackadoo wackity wack walk across my swimming pool boy
what if we kissed in the Garden of Gethsemane after the last supper and I did not refuse your treacherous kiss which identified me to the police of Sanhedrin but instead I kissed you in return to show that I still love you and forgive you for betraying me and we were both boys
Aye guys so not only the framing is similar with them in a high place and Callum holding her chin to get her closer just like Rayla did with his scarf, they were in sunset/sunrise in the original animatic as well. I'm so normal right now