((Going to write some drabble tonight because I have brain worms I need to get out, any themes or ideas you'd like me to explore, feel free to drop them below!
There's no joke about this I could make that would be funnier than the image of Scott Steiner scheming while sitting on an ornately embroidered floral couch in front of his vase of lilies
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proposal au titled "the full spectrum of human emotion" coming eventually. there is spanking involved:
Alex leans closer to Henry's ear, watching a lone drop of sweat slide down the man's temple, and whispers, “I did say you were allowed, sweetheart.”
Henry's cheeks go a lurid shade of pink, almost glowing from within under the lights. He takes a second to assess, landing on a decision surely meant to end Alex's life prematurely. Extinguished in his youth; death by over-the-clothes lap dance spanking.
He raises his hand and brings it down with a swift crack and Alex feels it through his jeans, all the way to the blood vessels pounding in his temples. But Henry doesn't stop there. No, he goes the extra mile, goddamn overachieving fuck he is, and squeezes.
Alex is going to die in this fucking bar. If the bull didn’t do it, and the dancing didn’t do it, it’s definitely going to be the fucking spanking. The patrons are wolf-whistling, Nora is yelling all sorts of dirty encouragement, and Alex. Well, Alex is over the fucking moon.
“That's the best you got, baby boy?”
“I suggest you don't push me right now, Alex, if you don't want to cause a scene in this lovely bar.”
Al Haitham doing this to crack Kaveh's back after he fell asleep on the desk
Kaveh being like "I do NOT trust this you're going to break me" at first but then it's actually so good and useful it turns out he asks for it every time he feels a slight discomfort.
Additionally: Them waiting for their morning coffee to be done while Haitham cracks Kaveh's knuckles gently (Kaveh is eepy and keeps his eyes closed through it until he's had some coffee in his system)
bestie i've tried so hard not to think about or look at the nails because… new season, new me… a new, judgement-free jack… but then he posted this picture and i just couldn't not see it
this is the problem with being obsessed with his hands, to be able to look at them i also have to see the nails 🥲 but to cheer myself up, imma just sneakily make this into a preseason hand neck arm dump while i'm at it…..