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My entry for @spinchip 's DTIYS!!
#Kori's expression turned out sadder than I intended but whatever#spinchipdtiys#ninjago#ninjago s11#sotfs#ice emperor#vex ninjago#zane#zane julien#kori#nevershipping#eternalwintershipping#spreading the agenda lol#tw blood#I really wanted to include Vex cuz I love drawing him#Kori IE
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sometimes, Mydei fucks you slow, and deep, and sensualâa reminder that there is no promised tomorrow, because while his body remains immortal, yours does not... and for that, he leaves the brute shows of strength and spirit on the battlefield. Here in the sanctum of the bedroom, he finds idolatry on your body and salvation in your lips; ravishing every inch of skin, until he finds a home at your hips and in your cunt, as he folds your form in half. Curling your knees to your head, as he sinks himself inside you, every inch accompanied by whispered praises, every thrustâlong and languidâaccompanied by the promise of a new Kremnoan heir.
#spreading my 'mydei has a gentle heart' agenda because#i've been digging into his lore and talking to npcsâ and i think he is quite compassionate even if he does not outwardly show it#he is a softie....TO MEEEEE#<- so yah consider this a disclaimer Lol now get this freak away from me before i fall in love#anyways...needed a breather from writing the phainon fic so have this thirst instead haha#mydei x reader#mydei smut#..âčàŁȘË ê° thirsts ê±
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happy fat fuck friday from gaymand
(alt colors under cut)
she's bi colored. hell yeah
#bi gourmand spread the agenda#rain world#rw gourmand#cw eyestrain#<< idk if this counts but iâm adding it just in case#fat fuck friday#lol
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MDNI
"Ghost is so tall! He has to be big down there." okay, but what if he isn't?
//ghoap, maybe ooc, drabble
what about Ghost who's four inches max? what about three inches? two? what about Ghost who is so small he can't find condoms his size in stores? Ghost who dealt with the hell of the communal showers early in his career, avoiding them like the plague once he's got his own private one. Ghost who couldn't help but flirt back when a certain sergeant started a playful back-and-forth that never seemed to stop. Ghost who is confident and forward when it's just kissing and groping and taking care of Johnny, but backs off the moment Soap's hands travel toward his belt. Ghost who freaks out internally, thinking that Soap must think something's wrong with him. Soap who doesn't even bat an eye, getting used to hearing "just you tonight" as Ghost gently moves his wandering hands away. Soap who just assumes Simon is a stone-top. Soap who always offers nonetheless. Soap who casually teases Simon for never taking off more than his shirt. Soap who apologizes the moment Ghost flushes bright red and hides his face. Ghost who ashamedly admits his big little secret, sputtering out apologies for his 'lying by omission' and 'it's okay if he wants to change his mind about this'. Meanwhile, Soap is smiling like an idiot because he could maybe maybe maybe get his mouth or hands on Simon tonight. Soap who lets Simon blab on (he's thinking with his other head right now) for a bit until he squeezes the meat of Ghost's chest to get his attention. "Did ya think I wouldn't be into you because of that?" Ghost just looks away and shrugs. Soap who just chuckles and begins kissing Simon's neck. "What are you doing?" "Showing you how into you I am." Johnny who takes all the time in the world, sitting on Simon's lap while kissing his neck, softly trailing his hands all over. Soap who finally gets Simon comfortable in just his boxers, laying him back and crawling on top. Ghost isn't even sure he can open his eyes when Soap's lips travel down to his chest, then stomach, then hips and thighs. "You want these off?" Soap, finally, asks. "Uh-huh." Johnny peels off Simon's boxers, ogling at his cock before making use of his drooling mouth. Ghost who feels like his soul is being sucked out of him and can't stop moaning and cursing under his breath. Soap only stops his hard suction and laving tongue to blow cold air on Simon's dick to make him whine. Simon who lasts an embarrassingly short time, arm covering his eyes and moaning apologies. Soap doesn't mind, shushing Simon and cuddling up to him. Ghost's hands trail down to Johnny's ass, squeezing it before tugging at the waistband of his boxers. Soap, who's turn it is to say "just you tonight" while dragging Simon's hands up to his waist. Ghost and Soap who snuggle and fall asleep together like they do every night.
(I love pathetic men)
#writing filth for once and spreading the small dick simon agenda#blushing and kicking my feet he's so ahskdjahsdh#need him so bad lol#might delete later idk#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#ghostsoap#soapghost#ghost x soap#soap x ghost
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Lestat/Armand + Moments that makes me feel Insane
If there had been a summons, I never heard it. If there was a greeting, I didn't sense it now. He was merely looking at me, a radiant creature in jewels and scalloped lace. And it was Cinderella revealed at the ball, this vision, Sleeping Beauty opening her eyes under a mesh of cobwebs and wiping them all away with one sweep of her warm hand. The sheer pitch of incarnate beauty made me gasp. Yes, perfect mortal raiment, and yet he seemed all the more supernatural, his face too dazzling, his dark eyes fathomless and just for a split second glinting as if they were windows to the fires of hell. And when his voice came it was low and almost teasing, forcing me to concentrate to hear it: All night you've been searching for me, he said, and here I am, waiting for you. I have been waiting for you all along. - The Vampire Lestat
He looked to Gabrielle, who stood near the fire, and then to me. And silently, he said, Love me. You have destroyed everything! But if you love me, it can all be restored in a new form. Love me. This silent entreaty had an eloquence, however, that I can't put into words. "What can I do to make you love me?" he whispered. "What can I give? The knowledge of all I have witnessed, the secrets of our powers, the mystery of what I am?" It seemed blasphemous to answer. And as I had on the battlements, I found myself on the edge of tears. For all the purity of his silent communications, his voice gave a lovely resonance to his sentiments when he actually spoke. - The Vampire Lestat
"It wasn't that I wanted vengeance," he whispered. His face was stricken, his heart broken. He said. "But you came to be healed, and you did not want me! A century I had waited, and you did not want me!" And I knew, as I had all along really, that my restoration was illusion, that I was the same skeleton in rags, of course. And the house was still a ruin. And in the preternatural being who held me was the power that could give me back the sky and the wind. "Love me and the blood is yours," he said. "This blood that I have never given to another." I felt his lips against my face. "I can't deceive you," I answered. "I can't love you. What are you to me that I should love you? A dead thing that hungers for the power and the passion of others? The embodiment of thirst itself?" [...] Yet memory plays its tricks. Maybe I imagined it, his last invitation, and the anguish after. The weeping. I do know that as the months passed he was out there again. I heard him from time to time just walking those old Garden District streets. And I wanted to call to him, to tell him that it was a lie I'd spoken to him, that I did love him. I did. - The Vampire Lestat
In a way, he made me think of a child doll, with brilliant faintly red-brown glass eyesâa doll that had been found in an attic. I wanted to polish him with kisses, clean him up, make him even more radiant than he was. âThatâs what you always want,â he said softly. His voice shocked me. If he had any French or Italian accent left, I couldnât hear it. His tone was melancholy and had no meanness in it at all. âWhen you found me under Les Innocents,â he said, âyou wanted to bathe me with perfume and dress me in velvet with great embroidered sleeves.â âYes,â I said, âand comb your hair, your beautiful russet hair.â My tone was angry. âYou look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.â We eyed each other for a moment. And then he surprised me, rising and coming towards me just as I moved to take him in my arms. His gesture wasnât tentative, but it was extremely gentle. I could have backed away. I didnât. We held each other tight for a moment. The cold embracing the cold. The hard embracing the hard. - Memnoch
Lestat, not a bad friend to have, and one for whom I would lay down my immortal life, one for whose love and companionship I have ofttimes begged, one whom I find maddening and fascinating and intolerably annoying, one without whom I cannot exist. - The Vampire Armand
I wanted to take him in my arms. I wanted to comfort him, to tell him wherever he'd gone and whatever had taken place, he was now safe again with us, but nothing could quiet him. A deep exhaustion saved us all from the inevitable tale. We had to seek our dark corners away from the prying sun, we had to wait until the following night when he would come out to us and tell us what had happened. Still clutching the bundle, refusing all help, he closeted himself up with his wound. I had no choice but to leave him. As I sank down that morning into my own resting place, secure in clean modern darkness, I cried and cried like a child on account of the sight of him. Oh, why had I come to his aid? Why must I see him brought low like this when it had taken so many painful decades to cement my love for him forever? - The Vampire Armand
Two hundred years ago he stripped me of illusions, lies, excuses, and thrust me on the Paris pavements naked to find my way back to a glory in the starlight that I had once known and too painfully lost. But as we waited finally in the handsome high-rise apartment above St. Patrick's Cathedral, I had no idea how much more he could strip from me, and I hate him only because I cannot imagine my soul without him now, and, owing him all that I am and know, I can do nothing to make him wake from his frigid sleep. - The Vampire Armand
Of course I knew the very moment that he left this world. I felt it. I was in New York already, very near to him and aware that you were there as well. Neither of us meant to let him out of our sight if at all possible. Then came the moment when he vanished in the blizzard, when he was sucked out of the earthly atmosphere as if he'd never been there. Being his fledgling you couldn't hear the perfect silence that descended when he vanished. You couldn't know how completely he'd been withdrawn from all things minuscule yet material which had once echoed with the beating of his heart. - The Vampire Armand
âArmand,â I said. âPlease.â I dropped down on my knees in front of him, looking up into his face. All the emotion he had held back was printed there now. He was in a rage. âIs your heart totally turned against me?â I asked. âDo you have no faith in what we seek to build here?â âFool,â he said again. His voice was roughened now by emotion he couldnât suppress. âI have always loved you,â he said. âI have loved you more than any being in all the world whom Iâve ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it. But you donât. Your eyes pass over me as if I donât exist. And so they always have.â - Blood Communion
âI love you still,â he said. âYes, even now, I love you, as they all love you, your minions seeking just a smile or a nod or a quick touch of your hand. I love you like all those throughout this palace who are dreaming of drinking just a drop of your blood. Well, you can leave me now. Iâm not going anywhere. Where is there to go? Iâll be here if you want me. And grant me my wish for the moment, you and your august friends. Go and leave me alone.â - Blood Communion
Armand suddenly began to weep. âDonât do it, donât trust him,â he said. âLestat, heâll just destroy you. And if you are goneâ.â Ah, such sweet words from one who only hours ago had been cursing me with his every breath. - Blood Communion
The only thought in my mind, the only image, the only idea, was of Armand, and how Armand would feel when he too could hold Marius like this and know that Marius lived, that Marius had been restored, that all of them were safe and secure, and using my strongest power I sent the word to him. I sent the news. And I sent my love to Armand with it. - Blood Communion
#Vampire Chronicles#i've been meaning to do this for like two months lol once again i'm spreading my lesmand agenda#lesmand#armandstat#Lestat de Lioncourt#Armand#the vampire chronicles#the vampire armand#long post#the vampire lestat#amadeo#andrei#blood communion#memnoch#Lestat x Armand#Armand x Lestat
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your favorite kryptonite
Comic Bookstore Owner!Dieter Bravo x F!Reader
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summary: you think it should be illegal for someone this hot to work at your favorite comics & fandom shop
warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, MDNI. non canon AU. Dieter as a big fandom nerd (affectionate), brief one sided annoyance to lovers, mentions and discussions of various medias including marvel, video games & anime/manga, light use of gendered language, moment of harassment from a creep, Dieter cosplaying surprise, spicy themes, reader wears Dieterâs robe but no physical description is mentioned, light drug use (marijuana), silly chaotic but sweet!Dieter
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a/n: So Iâm back with another wacky AU LOL this is my love letter to all things wonderfully nerdy & to nerd Dieter who in my heart i believe is totally a Kakashi and Goku fanboy lol the biggest thanks go out to @perotovar & @burntheedges who helped championed this and gave me the power up strength to continue, so grateful for yâall babes! And to you reading this thank you so much âĄ
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The new mecha anime figurines immediately draw your attention. Their sharp beautiful sleek designs stand impressively and although you might not be a huge fan you admire the striking style.
Youâve been coming to Atomic Planet Shop since your best friend dragged you here in high school years ago. Containing a wide range of things like a whole area to flip through comics, to a wall of Japanese manga - itâs a nerdâs paradise.
Currently you search for a birthday gift to get your best friend and maybe snag a treat for yourself.
âOh, a fan of Gundam I see.â An eager and new voice calls from behind.
Turning back you discover someone slinking out from behind the register. Normally Raymond, the sweet older man who runs the store, would be here. But now someone new stands in his place and youâre stunned.
The guy emerging from behind the counter is gorgeous.
Scruffy beard, fluffy hair, wearing earrings and rings on his hand, heâs hot. The shirt he wears says âWolverine Call Meâ in a heart shape. His deep chocolate even eyes seem to dance curiously.
âUh, just looking.â You politely reply.
âWhatcha looking for?â
You explain how youâre here looking for a birthday gift for your friend.
âOh nice.â He nods appreciatively.
While youâre turned, giving this new worker your attrition, you finally notice the glass shelf behind the register.
Your eyes go wide fast at what you spot.
âIs that a new Stardew Valley cookbook?â You canât even process the words, youâre still in awe at the sight. Precious little drawings fill the space to show familiar dishes, like pink cake and lucky lunch, from the game. Itâs gorgeous and so unique.
âOh hell yeah, you a fan?â The mystery man exclaims. âYou know we have a whole little-â
âVideo game section off to the side. Yeah.â You warmly cut him off.
Originally the store had been very comics and graphic novel focused. However over the years itâs evolved to add more fandom-like elements and now thereâs even a small but impressive video game focused area.
A sweetly surprised look falls over the guyâs face and it paints him utterly charming.
âSo whoâs your go-to spouse in SDV?â He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
You tell him and he nods sagely.
âI always go for Krobus. Gotta respect our cute sewer dweller.â He says.
While you laugh a flutter scurries across your heart.
A ring at the door chimes in breaking your sweet conversation and a cluster of guys walk into the store.
âGuess Iâll get back to birthday gift hunting.â You smile at the cute worker then return to the comic stacks.
Flipping through the different series and passing through many fun options, you catch the conversation off to the side.
The pack of young guys that walked in seem to know the cute worker and snicker with him about something.
âOh yeah man, so I was rewatching Endgame the other day and the part where Scarlet Witch goes one on one with Thanos? Unrealistic!â One of them cackles and you pause.
Did they not even see or know about how powerful sheâs confirmed to be in the other MCU projects? Even then, in the comics Scarlet Witch flat out changes the trajectory of reality. If anything Thanos is only strong because he got lucky.
But you hold your tongue and continue scanning through the comics.
These guys are probably just punk ass kids. You donât want to waste your energy on these guys who probably also hate on other characters like Shuri and Carol Danvers.
Now the cute store worker scoffs amused but doesnât correct them. Your face scrunches up.
You thought he was charming, maybe a bit eccentric, like a 90âs vibrant Lisa Frank vibe. Yet now your skin crawls just a little bit thinking he might be one of those unfortunately toxic gatekeeping jackass guys.
You decide to leave now. You still had time to look for a birthday gift for your best friend. So youâll just come back later. Without a second glance to the cute worker, you slip out and wonder about maybe checking out another store.
Of course, youâre too tired to actively look for another store. The next time you return to Atomic Planet, you pray Raymond is there.
Youâre excited and almost relieved to see the familiar eccentric older man smiling toothy at you from behind the counter.
âWell, youâre a wonderful sight for sore eyes!â He greets you and happily you catch up and chat with him.
Suddenly a chaotic bang clamors in. The handsome worker from last time tumbles out from the back room into the front as if he tried to rush over.
âDieter man, whatâs the rush?â Raymond laughs.
Dieter. So thatâs his name.
The guy, Dieter, this time wears a Naruto shirt under a sleepy and cozy green robe. His hair is still fluffy and you donât miss how wide eyes stare at you.
âHey.â You politely but curtly reply.
âHi.â Dieter waves and you hate how cute he looks.
âBy the annoyed look on your face, I take it youâve met this new headache.â Raymond chuckles and embarrassment rams into you knowing your annoyance is that obvious.
âDonât worry, heâs harmless.â Raymond waves. âHe cries when he watches My Neighbor Totoro.â
âHey what the fuck!â Dieter cries and you press your lips together trying not to laugh.
âJust ignore him, honey.â Raymond winks and you grin wide.
After thanking him, you head back to the birthday gift search. Searching now through the manga selection you notice something moves by the corner of your eye.
Turning to the side, a large Totoro plushie floats beside you obviously being held up.
âPlease donât be mad at me.â A high pitch tone acting as the adorable creature's voice speaks out and your lips twitch.
From the side Dieter pops his head out.
His hair, rivaling a bird's nest, creates a cloud around him and his wide doe-like eyes peeking out are so hard to be fully annoyed at.
âYou know,â he now fully speaks in his voice, moving to hold the large adorable plushie in his arms. âNever got your name.â
âYou have my full permission to beat his ass if you need to, dear.â Raymond yells dully from the cash register and Dieter squawks horrified.
You laugh bright. Turning to the side you see Dieter already holds his hand out. The half crooked grin on his face paints him so boyish.
âNameâs Dieter.â
You shake his hand, finally giving him your name.
âSo, do you really think Scarlet Witch canât take on Thanos?â You offer light.
Dieter sighs loud. âI knew those guys and what we were talking about mightâve pissed you off.â
So he was watching you. That brings in a curious warmth that courses through you.
âWell I do apologize.â He bows his head a bit. You at least appreciate that.
âI bet those guys are the same ones that donât like Carol Danvers either or even know that Squirrel Girl defeated Thanos.â You add a bit snippy.
âYou know your shit, I like that.â Dieter replies proud and the way his voice drips out smooth does something dangerous to your heart.
You shrug but fight off the smug grin threatening to mirror his.
âMaybe you need to go Gandalf on my ass and teach me a thing or two, like maybe over coffee?â Dieter offers and youâre knocked out.
So he feels this spark, chemistry or whatever it is, between you too.
âMaybe,â you reply back with a grin. âFor now I gotta get back to gift shopping.â
âYou still havenât found your friend a gift?! Geeze, what kind of bestie are you?!â He cries out teasing and you roll your eyes.
Itâs getting harder staying annoyed with him and not taking up his offer to get coffee.
You eventually decide on a comic art book for your friend and then spot the assorted mystery box trinkets to maybe snag a few for her and even for yourself.
âI know everyone says Goku would beat the fuck out of Thanos, but you know who else would too without breaking a sweat?â Dieterâs voice again arrives at your side. Heâs rather persistent, your cute, slightly not so annoying gnat.
âSailor Moon.â He answers himself sagely.
âYeah, youâre right.â You snicker amused.
He practically beams besides you when you agree.
You ask if heâs a fan.
âOh hell yeah! Sailor Venus is my fav.â Dieter cries. âI can sing the entire song theme opening for you if youâd like. Not to brag, but that and the second Naruto theme opening are my go to karaoke songs.â
You laugh, feeling it deep into your bones. Heâs chaotic, but unbearably endearing.
In a blink, a rush comes in all at once. The fun sweet bubble you had been cultivating deflates and you hate how disappointed you get seeing Dieter scramble to try and work.
When you go check out, youâre surprised heâs the one at your register.
Even though heâs focused on working you donât miss the way his eyes flicker up to you shyly but with a confident smirk. He turns to fully gift wrap the items knowing theyâre going to be a present and you thank him for that.
When you grab your bag he gives you a smooth wink and you playfully glare at him.
Later at home, when you unpack everything, you find an extra surprise in the bag.
Itâs a small box of strawberry pocky snacks you know you didnât buy.
Thereâs a sticky note attached to it.
A sweet treat for a sweet customer! ( ËÍ á” ËÍ âĄ)
Call me if you ever wanna get coffee or just talk nerd shit and make me absolutely fall even harder for you
Underneath the message, he left you his number and you canât believe it. After squealing about it with a few of your friends, you text him.
Dieter replies back quick with the funniest excited cat reaction meme and you realize you might be in the best kind of trouble with this guy.
â . Ęâ âč . Ę âĄ Ę . âč â Ę.â
You didnât expect the convention to be this crowded. Chatter fills the air as cosplayers move all around.
The booths stretch endless with countless tempting merch.
Your best friend tried to get you to plan a fun cosplay with her. However neither you or her could decide on what to pick in time. Now you're gladly comfortable in an everyday outfit and simply allow yourself to be in awe at the intricate lovely costumes.
While scanning the convention and taking in the beautifully controlled chaos in, you also hope to catch sight of someone in particular.
âDude, stop trying to look for your hot nerd boyfriend.â Your best friend snorts and your heart trips over itself.
Embarrassed, you chide her and remind her that Dieter isnât your boyfriend.
âOh yeah because texting a guy everyday for the past month and going to cute cat cafes with him isn't dating.â She deadpans with a smirk.
You playfully glare at her.
Itâs not official and you donât want to rush whatever this is with Dieter. You havenât even been to his place yet. You donât mind though. Youâve just been enjoying getting to know him more.
You learn Dieterâs favorite video game is Hollow Knight and his favorite anime is Neon Genesis Evangelion.
His favorite comic book villain of all time is the Condiment King.
Matcha flavored Kit Kats have become his newest obsession session.
He saw all the Lord of the Rings movies in theater and can practically quote The Two Towers. Still has the comic book his best friend in middle school gave to him. Also refuses to let any of his Animal Crossing villagers leave because heâs so attached to them.
Dieter had made you laugh more than you can count, but he can be a bit ridiculous.
Like when he called you after he got off a late closing night shift to ask if Pacific Rim was real did you think the Kaiju monsters would maybe stop attacking if they found out how much he loves them.
Dieter does have his headache moments, but heâs an endearing kaleidoscope of a soul.
Earlier this week when you visited him at the shop, he said he was going to be here at the conversation. But with how bad the convention centerâs wifi is, you havenât been able to contact him.
âHe even said he was coming in cosplay just for today right? Any ideas what heâs showing up as?â Your best friend wiggles her eyes while you and her stroll down an artist alley.
âNo!â You huff still upset. âHe said he wanted it to be a surprise.â
While you appreciate him wanting to wait for a dramatic reveal, you wanted to know what his outfit was from the minute he told you.
You wanted to maybe try dedicatedly searching for him, but you get completely enthralled by the mass amounts of merchandise delightfully distracting you.
You spot incredible fan art pieces, adorable handmade keychains, and very expensive but beautiful figurines.
Itâs like a mini wonderland.
Checking out the cute earrings at the stall youâre at, you lose sight of your best friend. When you turn to excitedly talk with her, thatâs when you spot it.
Sheâs a few steps away, very politely trying to inch away from a guy, dressed in a Deadpool suit without the mask on. Heâs talking way too aggressively and getting way too close to your friend.
Immediately you rush over and happily jump in.
âI gotta show you this!â You thankfully have the best excuse to pull her away.
But the guy only takes it as an opening to instead follow you both now.
âJust ignore him.â Your best friend whispers to you.
You and her continue to stare at the jewelry. Yet the guy remains. He continues his discussion and seems to get upset that you or your friend arenât replying. Itâs creepy and persistent especially with how he refuses to budge or take the hint.
You try lightly deflating the situation by apologizing and saying you and your friend just want to enjoy shopping.
âOh, is shopping all you two came here for? You know, you fucking losers arenât even in cosplay. Fake ass fans.â
Now he gets really aggressive.
The air and tension shift. The poor cute shop owner in her adorable R2D2 dress even reacts getting upset.
âLook, we just wanna enjoy the con.â Your best friend replies sharp with a hard scowl.
âWhat in the fantastic fuck do we have here?â
Suddenly Dieterâs voice rings out excited and bright and you almost sob.
You whip your face around to spot him.
Except it is and isnât him.
His hair is slicked back, gelled and curled. Thick gray colored hairs line his temples. It even looks like he shaved a bit.
Heâs dressed as Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic himself.
The outfit looks based on the classic 1960âs first comic book released aesthetic and it compliments Dieterâs frame gorgeously. His shoulders look unbelievably broad and his even arms seemed bigger in the tight soft baby blue material. Youâve never seen him in something so form fitting and it has your throat drying up.
Youâve even momentarily forgotten about the guy bothering you and your best friend.
âYou bothering these two, ya fucking creep?â Dieter says with a nudge of his chin.
Itâs hot as fuck.
The guy stunned gapes like a fish and stammers, but no words come out.
âBeat it before I shove a lightsaber up your ass.â Dieter replies bored, but it adds a sense of deadliness to his words.
The Deadpool cosplayer turns on his heels and immediately scrambles away. Your knees almost buckle overwhelmed.
Your best friend and even the stall owner cry out wildly excited in a bright neon awe of Dieter. You swallow back a sob as you turn to embrace him. His warm large hands pat you comfortingly.
âYou saved us.â You teasingly sob, but truthfully you know he did.
âIâd been looking for you for a hot minute and was about to make some sort of raptor call noise to get your attention until I saw that shit going down.â Dieter explains.
âWhat a hero.â Your friend jokingly adds, but you hear it in her voice how grateful she is.
Dieter snickers.
âGuess you could almost say I was fantastic⊠mister fantast-â
You cut Dieter off with a quick kiss to his cheek before he can make the pun and your friend along with the stall owner laugh.
Gingerly, almost tentatively you move to intertwine your hand with his. He reacts immediately pulling you to his side.
For the rest of the convention Dieter stays besides you, walking hand in hand with you.
Even when you arrive at the booth for Atomic Planet, the real reason why Dieter was here to help work, Raymond waves him away saying to enjoy the convention with you.
Your heart flutters and Dieter squeezes your hand excitedly.
The rest of the time is a blissful geeked out dream. Dieter buys you a few keychains, even treats you and your best friend to a bite to eat.
You came to the convention with your best friendâŠ
But you leave with Dieter.
Especially when your best friend urges you to go home with him and enjoy his hot cosplay.
You give her a look when she cheekily tells you that, but she isnât wrong. Even when you grabbed the quick bite before the night ended, it was hard trying to ignore the amount of people turning to stare at Dieter with wide curious eyes.
And a little twinge of something faintly possessive bubbles in you.
Thatâs why when you slide into the passenger seat of his car, your heart drums loudly in your ears trying to fight against the urge to just suck his cock right here in the car.
âSo uhâŠâ Dieter begins cautiously and even a bit bashfully. âI donât wanna sound too aggressive and you can tell me no, but can I kiss you-â
You donât even let him finish before youâre sliding over the seat to him.
He scrambles and immediately pulls you close as his lips become a magnet to yours.
This is the first time youâre really truly kissing Dieter. Youâve kissed him gently good night before. Heâs been cute with leaving kisses to your cheek or even against the back of your head like a Victorian gentleman. But now itâs a raw unraveling getting to tasting him from the source so greedy.
You wonât dare admit it outloud, but the soft feel of his lips, the scrape of his jaw, the smell of his delicious cologne, and how warm he consumes you -
Itâs pretty fantastic.
â . Ęâ âč . Ę âĄ Ę . âč â Ę.â
Dieterâs room is a treasure trove.
Framed posters of Pacific Rim, AKIRA, The Iron Giant, and the original Pokemon Kanto generation line the walls. His bookshelf is filled not just with comic books and manga, but various impressive graphic novels.
A mock infinity gauntlet sits beside his television. So many anime figurines, including a really nice Goku one, stand protecting his reading collection.
What surprises you is his expansive and sleek gaming corner which includes a striking computer set up.
âYou look hot as fuck standing in my robe and knowing I just came in you a few hours ago is even hotter.â Dieter says from his bed in the most sinful but half groggily asleep voice.
You smirk and continue to soak in his room.
âSo do you get good discounts from the store?â You ask.
âYeah, but it also helps that I co-own it.â Dieter casually tells you. You hear him shifting among the seats then catch the flicker of the lighter igniting.
However your eyes go wide realizing what he said and you whip back around to him.
âWait?! You co-own the shop?â
âWell yeah, Raymond, that old fuck, is my uncle.â Dieter coughs out as he exhales from the hit he took off his weed pipe.
Dieter even explains how, because his uncle is starting to get a bit older, he decided to step in to help run the place.
âBesides, how else could I show off my extensive knowledge of elvish language other than at the shop?â He says proudly.
How did you just now learn this?
Dieter reminds you of a rubik cube you think youâve finally figured out, think you found a groove for - until one out of the corners a jack in the box pops out.
Before you can even ask him about the shop or about his uncle, Dieterâs phone goes off.
The loud ringtone sings into the room and your eyes go wide hearing it. Dieter checks whoâs calling then denies the call muttering out about how spam scam callers need to be fed to a sarlacc pit.
âWaitâŠis Cascadaâs âEverytime We Touchâ actually your ringtone?â You ask, still not believing it.
âFuck yeah it is, baby! That song is untouchable!â He cries and you canât help but laugh.
Dieter smirks then pats the open spot on the bed where you had been resting before. Sliding back into the warmth with him, he gently pulls your face to him and kisses you softly.
The taste of the smoke lingers on his lips, but itâs still him beneath it all. You eventually wind up in his arms, cozy and warm in his embrace.
âI noticed the nice audio and mic setup.â You comment while his fingers draw aimlessly against your skin. âYou trying to maybe go the YouTuber route?â
âNah. Maybe. Who knows.â He shrugs. âItâs mainly for something else.â
Now his voice grows a bit distant.
You gently ask him what that something else is and Dieter fidgets
âDonât⊠donât laugh okay.â He mumbles adorably.
You reassure him earnestly you wonât.
He sighs.
âSo Iâve been wanting to get into voice acting work.â Dieter reveals with a mutter, even sounding a bit embarrassed
However, you perk up so bright. Turning in his arms you eagerly smile at him.
âDi, that sounds amazing!â You mean those words.
You canât help but ramble about how great he would be for that. He has the personality for it and heâs told you how heâs done some stage acting work. Plus, it just fits him. You think of all the silly voices he does and you hope now he can make this path a reality.
Dieterâs handsome face falls a bit and you stop. You wonder if youâve scared him off, or maybe he thinks youâre possibly making fun of him.
Youâre about to apologize when Dieter swiftly moves to kiss you feral and fierce. His tongue slides into your mouth with a moan you greedily swallow.
The conversation is put on pause when his hands slide up your thighs, straight to your core, and you fall apart with him once again.
Basking in the afterglow you rest against his chest now feeling sleepy, not even knowing what time it is. You realize being with Dieter is like existing in a realm a bit separated from reality sometimes and itâs beautiful.
âI donât wanna be that lame guy,â Dieter begins. âBut shit, I already really really kind of like you a fucking lot.â
Your lips fight back a smile you canât beat. You turn to bury your face against his warm bared chest.
âI really kinda like you a lot too.â You admit.
âThatâs unfortunate.â He replies and you snort.
âItâs okay. I only want the good discount on merch at the shop.â You reply cheekily.
âAw! You donât even want me for my body? Just my discount?!â He cries hurt and even jokingly moves to shove you off.
âWell.â Then he pauses. âGuess I could call my dick a discount, but then again⊠there isnât anything short about that-â
You cut him off with an eye roll and he snickers wildly amused.
His fingers move to tickle you, to corrupt you into his same fit of giggles and you wheezing trying to squirm away from him.
Dieterâs hands eventually snake around you and draw you back into his chest. You melt against him willingly and even sigh comforted.
âNext time if we go to a convention, if you feel comfortable with it, you should cosplay.â He comments.
You admit that youâve thought about it and list a few ideas youâve had. But mainly, your mind thinks about the different outfits Dieter could go as.
The thought of him now as Doctor Doom instead of the heroic Reed Richards is a glorious thought.
But of course thereâs so many other incredible options.
Dieter as Harvey or even Marlon from Stardew Valley.
Even a few anime characters that would fit him so well come to mind.
Specifically Kishibe from the series Chainsaw Man, with his striking cut across his mouth and incredibly lazy hot older demeanor, just fits Dieter so well it stirs something in you again.
âMaybe next con,â Dieter offers and pulls you from your thoughts. âIâm thinking about going as Tuxedo Mask. Do you wanna be my Sailor Moon?â
A couples matching outfit.
You didnât even think of that. Thatâs what he was nudging towards.
You didnât even think of that. But just getting to be beside him is something sweetly moving.
Then thinking about him in the sleek tuxedo outfit, in the white mask, is a dangerous thought you already ache to maybe see come true.
âWeâll see.â You hum with a smile, but when you go to kiss him it feels like a gilded warm promise.
âNever mind. I want us to go as Undertale characters and I wanna be Sans.â Dieter says suddenly and you snort against his shoulder.
This time spent with him, and the promise of maybe something more, is sweet starlit bliss.
#I blame this on wanting another anime tattoo so Iâm sorry Iâm here to spread the nerd Dieter agenda lol#comic bookstore owner!Dieter#nerd!Dieter#dieter bravo#dieter bravo x reader#dieter bravo x f!reader#dieter bravo x you#pedrostories
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sometimes i see the f1 discourse on twitter and am so glad im on tumblr bc the lack of brain cells and critical thinking on there combined with the stan twitter mindset is something else lol
#the way i use my f1 twitter acc is i post and leave#people in the quote retweets have fun im just there to spread my agenda and dip#protect your mental health guys and dont fall for the rage baits on there lol
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idk how but i swear every time i write a fic emma vanity shows up at least once or twice, never with an important role, and 99% of the time she is the #1 jegulus shipper in the fic even though she has 0 screen time
#shout out to emma in strangers in italy#tho she'll be around more in chapter 6 when it gets posted#spreading her jegulus agenda and all that#she totally brags that she was there when they were on their dinner date lol#anyway#shout out to emma in if you stayed's unposted sequels#girl is mentioned twice but yk she loves jeggy anyway#hp fandom#harry potter fandom#hp#marauders era#james potter#regulus black#jegulus#emma vanity
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"The catastrophe is an action bringing ruin and pain on stage, where corpses are seen and wounds and other similar sufferings are performed." - Aristotle, Poetics.
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"Tragedy, however, is an imitation not only of a complete action, but also of incidents arousing pity and fear. Such incidents have the greatest effect on the mind when they occur unexpectedly and at the same time in consequence of one another...Even matters of chance seem most marvelous if there is an appearance of design as if it were in them." - Aristotle, Poetics.
thank you @dusty-siltstrider for being so generous with your screencaps <3
#me when the final glorious evolution is a complex aristotelian tragedy#WOW!#except for the part where jayvik became canon at the end#this is messy but i need to spread what i can of this agenda lol#viktor arcane#arcane#arcane s2#arcane s1#arcane season 2#arcane viktor#viktor propaganda#<- new lore tag#ugh imagine what they could have done with more screentime#like actually.
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my Jen for @pepbuttz pride collab! Super glad I could participate, hope I was able to do my girl some justice âš
#total drama#td jen#rr jen#total drama presents the ridonculous race#happy pride month folks!#spreading around my ace lesbian jen agenda because she deserves it <3#loveee the fashion bloggers (if you couldnt tell by my header lol)#they aren't the most popular characters but they're both very dear to me regardless#just two annoying best friends who are here to look good and have a great time. love that for them#my art
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Hypno is an avid antiques collector, specifically all kinds of clocks, the oldest items he owns being his pocket watch!
It's gotten to the point that he's started using them as something to keep his hands occupied when doing other stuff -he can unassemble and reassemble a clock ridiculously quickly.
This also applies to antique guns but he's out of practice with those since hermitcraft doesn't have them.
It also means that every Hermit knows who to go to if they need their own clocks repaired ! And if they find some interesting ones they'll bring it back to him.
Bdubs love chatting with Hypno about them, and watch him do some maintenance on his beloved clocks.
xB on the other hand is the one who'll pull him into long discussions about guns.
#oddly specific hermitcraft headcanons#hermitcraft headcanons#hermitcraft#hypnotizd#bdoubleo100#xbcrafted#spreading my gun expert xb agenda#the gun bit caught me so off guard lol /pos#<- mod eclipse#mod response#mod merle
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I always forget how to spell Menoetius and my autocorrect refuses to learn.
#Patroclus#Greek mythology#tagamemnon#how else will I spread my Menoetius-isnât-that-bad-it-was-made-up-for-TSOA agenda?#not to say Patroclus doesnât have daddy issues#thereâs a reason he likes his sea daddy lol#the Iliad
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Thank you for introducing me to Zelda X Ilia
I am forever in your debt
YOU'RE WELCOME!
it's an extremely rare and niche ship, but I feel it has so much potential, lol
Like country girl Ă royalty girl is such a good trope I love it
Especially since I like to imagine that Ilia ends up being chief of Ordon after her dad steps down, so she has to meet up with Zelda a lot in diplomatic meetings and that's how they start becoming friends and eventually more đ
I also really like the idea of Link being a matchmaker there like seeing them both interact and being all đ and like asking Ilia to accompany him to Castle Town whenever Zelda summons him or inviting Zelda to Ordon festivals, etc
Or like since he's their mutual friend, making it so the two end up together and alone frequently LMAO
In an scenario where Midna eventually comes back I think she'd also join in the matchmaking but she'd be very annoying about it and tease Zelda endlessly lmao
#i love Zelda/Ilia its such a rare ship but i love it dearly lol#so glad my agenda to spread it is working#đ#miry's ask box
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#johnny silverhand#cyberpunk 2077#cp2077#cyberpunk2077edit#myedit#cyberpunk 2077 photomode#johnnysilverhandedit#virtual photography#click for better quality#i am once again spreading my#soft silverhand agenda#i took these for shits and giggles#when i was trying to take a different one#but they actually came out so sweet#not pictured: v crying off screen#because she can't handle the cutness#the hair is clipping but i don't care lol
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hey y'all-
HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS THAT???!!! WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE????
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OKOK I GET IT
...well there you have it! after about two and a half weeks i finally have little human designs for the 17776 probes! i love them sm but i do not have the sheer willpower others have to draw their probe forms with all the machinery for the time being...soooooo, have some humanizations instead! they all wear those fuckass headbands because they have machinery on them and i imagine that it can make them switch from probe object heads to regular person heads at any given moment, especially if they need to do any probe stuff. my design skills aren't the best but i really wanted to do this for the fun of it :] anyways i hope y'all like these because now i need to go meet up with the inconspicuous voice that beckons me and whispers my name before it catches me first! byebye! :D
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just some differently cropped images please look away
WAIT
what the fuck is THAT??? the hell kind of bug is that!?...ok y'all, i don't really know what *that's* supposed to be, but i'll try to figure it out in a few...uh, goodbye! :)
#17776#17776 fans đ±đČđœ đ¶đź đŸđč...#17776 football#20020#20020 football#20020 fans đ±đČđœ đ¶đź đŸđč...#digital art#art#what football will look like in the future#my art#once again spreading my hubble agenda#teehee#17776 nine#17776 juice#17776 ten#17776 hubble#unfortunately not even my version of juice was safe from striderfication#whoops#who doesn't like sunglasses though?#colors was hell but i really wanted to stick to a theme#foreshadowing#fanart#lol#artists on tumblr
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I think saying that wash should've been more involved in ct's arc in s10 is possibly a controversial take, but I stand by it. like it would've slapped so hard to have wash and ct have a scene together that paralleled york and carolina's scene at the end of s10 (because I'm so mad the wash/lina parallels never went anywhere despite them clearly being set up to do so).
york and carolina fell apart because they didn't communicate, and they both assumed the other would always be by their side and stand by them. it was messy and emotional and neither of them ever got over the other.
wash and ct did communicate, and they didn't have a sudden falling out. they slowly drifted apart and they both had an understanding of the others' motives and what was driving the choices they made. neither of them were happy about the outcome, but they both understood that it wasn't personal.
ct's speech to lina and tex in s10 would've hit so much harder if it had been said to the person she had been trying to convince to see the truth all of s9, not the person who told her to "watch her mouth" at the mere suggestion of the director doing something questionable. a last ditch attempt to get the one person she knows would join her if she just had a little more timeâ
unfortunately for ct, her gamble on tex had yet to come to fruition, and wash, while willing to listen and planning on apprehending her so they could talk, couldn't stop tex from using lethal force.
also yall know a wash and ct knife fight would've been sick to watch.
#rvb#red vs blue#agent connecticut#agent washington#I'm the only wash/ct enjoyer in existence in the year of 2024 and i will spread the wash/ct agenda#i don't actually see them as romantic though for anyone unaware. they're more of a âmaybe if we win the war against the alien conglomerate#trying to eradicate our species from existenceâ type thing.#mine#not t/oaru#unrelated but I've got ideasTM about how to have wash and the leader parallel each other re that one post from a few months back that turned#into a ct character study lol#that's for another post though
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