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reminiscingtonight · 1 year
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tending to your lover’s wound, placing a kiss on top of their head, grateful they’re still alive
Natasha Romanoff x Reader
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You’re expecting the knock when you hear it. Natasha simply gives you a look before you’re stepping back.
You stay silent, not saying anything as she settles at the edge of your bed. It isn’t until Natasha gives you a pointed look that you slink back towards the bed. 
After how everything ended the other night, you’re careful not to sit too close to the redhead. But the bed is only so big. And you’re only human.
The second your shoulder brushes Natasha’s, she flinches away. 
You have to fight the urge to pull away yourself.
Natasha opens her mouth, ready to defend herself. You’re already on your feet, pulling out your first aid kit from under the bed.
“Strip.”
The no nonsense tone in your voice has Natasha obeying you immediately. 
You have to stop yourself from gawking at the bruises and cuts littering the assassin’s torso. 
“It’s not as bad as it looks.”
You don’t humor Natasha a response. She hisses at the first press of the antibiotic cream against her skin. You simply tsk under your breath, but don’t say anything. 
It had been a bad fight. The two of you said things you shouldn’t have. It ended with Natasha storming out, saying she’d be back when you stopped being a pain in her ass. You simply bit your lip, trying your hardest not to let her see your tears. 
You woke up the next day to find out that Natasha had left for a mission without saying goodbye. 
It stung. In all the years you’ve known the redhead, the two of you never failed to say your goodbyes to the other before leaving for missions. 
The break in tradition should have been the first clue that things weren’t going to go to plan. 
When Natasha missed her return date, Steve had to talk you down from getting on the first plane out to her last known coordinates. 
Four days past her original return date, here she is, cut and bruised, but still intact nevertheless. 
It isn’t until you’re wrapping the last piece of gauze against a particularly harsh gash that Natasha acknowledges what the two of you haven’t addressed yet. 
“I’m sorry.” 
She sounds small, fingers gripping the edge of the mattress as if her life depends on it. 
You simply shake your head, pressing a kiss against her forehead. “You came back. There’s nothing to be sorry for.”
After you’ve put everything away and have climbed back onto the bed next to her, Natasha pulls you into a hug. You’re careful not to put too much weight against her body, but Natasha only tightens her grips against you. 
You’re not sure how long the two of you stay like that, wrapped around each other, laying lightly on top of your sheets. It isn’t until her breath evens out that you let your eyes slip close. 
No, the two of you aren’t on the best of terms right now. But you’ll always be there for her, always love her. 
Tomorrow the two of you can hash out your fight again. Make up or break up. 
But you could rest easy tonight with Natasha safe and back in your arms.
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2 out of one hundred kisses
2. Wrapping your arms around your lover’s neck.
JJ wraps his arms around neck, making you feel grounded as he kisses you softly since your breathing has slowed down after he noticed your anxiety seeking through your stress.
“Better?” He asks.
You press your forehead against him. “Yes, but I want to feel even better.”
He kisses you longer this time, but when you feel him to start to pull away, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull yourself closer to him to deepen the kiss. His body shakes against yours as he laughs.
Much better.
But you won’t tell him that just yet.
He knows.
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thatrebeldream · 1 year
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buginateacup · 1 year
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…if you would like an ask for the kiss prompt ask meme… 98 with MegaRox? Pretty please? I’d love to see your take on it
Oooh hell yeah
“let’s just kiss to see what it’s like” then pulling away, lingering for a moment, then going in for the second kiss
"So that's it then." Roxanne tipped her bottle up and frowned as the last tiny droplet landed on her tongue, "End of an era." The bottle dropped off the roof and shattered with a faint tinkle far below.
"End of the world." Megamind offered her his.
She accepted it with a resigned smile and took a swig, "I can't believe that asshole announced he was retiring!" She burst out.
"Right?!" Megamind exclaimed, "And right when I finally had a foolproof plan to destroy him once and for all!" "Sure you did." Roxanne leaned against his shoulder with a sigh.
Megamind felt like he should stiffen and take offence but they were sitting fairly close to the edge of the roof. So he wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her steady.
"So what now?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think," Roxanne paused and fiddled with her skirt, "I mean…are we gonna see each other again?"
"I…" Megamind felt something in his chest twist, "I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. But- yes? I guess?"
"Probably not for a kidnapping though."
"Nnno. Well, aheh, maybe not."
"We could do dinner though? Maybe?"
"Dinner?" He echoed, "
"I mean I hadn't- we could try?" She interrupted herself.
"Miss Ritchi," The old triumphant purr was back in his voice for a moment, "Are you asking me on a date?"
"I don't know," She shot back, "Maybe?"
"I'm not sure I like the idea of being a rebound date," He mused then oofed as she dug her elbow into his side, "Though I guess I could give it a try."
Roxanne snorted and rolled her eyes, he grinned at her, "Go on then," She challenged, tapping a finger to her pursed lips.
Megamind gave her a wry look and leaned forward.
His lips touched hers, light and soft and lingering.
Roxanne's eyes slid open, he was still close enough she could taste the champagne they'd been sharing, "Hm," She smiled, feeling champagne bubbles fizz under her skin.
"Mm." Megamind looked like he'd been struck by lightning.
Deliberately she set the bottle out of reach and cupped his cheek lightly, mouth brushing his lips, "Again?"
"Oh," He was already gathering her into his arms, "Oh yes please."
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Hidden behind a cake on the other side of the rooftop glass house Minion and Metro Man exchanged a hi five.
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prolestariwrites · 2 months
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Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia Rating: T Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako Tags: Romance, Fluff, Oneshot, High School
The first time they kissed, it was a mistake. But then each kiss after that brings a change to Bakugou and Uraraka that they never expected.
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camilleflyingrotten · 8 months
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Time for the traditional role swap uh 👀
David!Aziraphale and Michael!Crowley
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cosmicisbored · 14 days
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laurasimonsdaughter · 5 months
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Picture this: Dragons using their caves to age cheese. Dragon Cheesemakers!!
The dragon coiled his enormous body, completely blocking the entrance of the tunnel that lead to the caves.
“No,” he snarled, smoke pluming from his nose.
The cheesemonger pinched the bridge of her own nose. “Look, I explained this to you at the start,” she tried once more. “I make cheese.”
“Yes,” the agreed, nodding his scaly head.
“Then I bring the cheese here.”
“Yes.”
“Then you store all the cheese in your cave, keeping it at the perfect temperature and humidity.”
“Yes.” He sounded particularly proud of this part.
“And then when the cheese has ripened,” she concluded. “I come to pick the cheese up again.”
A thunderous scowl clouded his maw. “No.”
“But that’s how it works!” she cried in exasperation. “I make the cheese, you store the cheese, I sell the cheese, I make more cheese!” She peered up at him. “You do realise I cannot bring you new cheese until I have sold this cheese.”
The dragon considered this for a moment. “Ah, but what if—” he began. “What if you go and make more cheese. And bring me the cheese. And I put it in my cave, with the rest of the hoard. And then I keep it there forever.”
“No,” she said flatly.
It was remarkable how much a dragon could look like it had just swallowed a lemon.
“You can’t keep cheese forever,” she insisted. “It will spoil and go bad!”
“You said it would get better and better!” the dragon roared indignantly. “And I take good care of them! With the air flow and the humidity and the temperature!”
“And that is great,” she said, trying to smile through her frustration. “But when a cheese is ripe, it’s ripe! Then you should not be kept anymore, it should be eaten.”
The dragon scraped it’s formidable claws against the stony ground and sulked.
“Look…” The cheese mongering business did not tend to require a lot of sweet-talking, but she was making an effort. “I’m sure the cheeses that aged in your cave are the best cheeses people have ever tasted. When they find out how delicious they are they will want us to make loads more. Maybe several caves’ worth!”
The reptilian eyes stared at her with disgruntled, reluctant interest. “Several caves?”
“If we’re lucky! And I could make so much cheese that I could bring you new cheese as soon as I pick up the aged cheese. Your cave would never even be empty!”
This seemed to strike a chord. The dragon lifted his head a little.
“And that would really be much better for the rest of your hoard,” she continued with fresh inspiration. “Because if you leave cheese too long, it might go bad and spoil the cheeses next to it too!”
A nervous ripple went through the beast’s scaly body, but he clearly was not convinced just yet. “But what sort of a hoard is it if I have to give it away,” he complained.
“Well! Cheese is not just any old hoard! It’s a developing creation! And you will have a hoard that is constantly developing too. Constantly changing, but, if we do this right, never shrinking.”
The dragon looked at her solemnly, wavering with uncertainty. Perhaps she shouldn’t hold it against the poor thing, it must be a difficult concept to wrap his head around.
“And I will tell you what,” she said encouragingly. “If business is good, I can start investing in some really good crumbly cheeses. You can keep those in your cave for five whole years!”
“That is quite a long time for humans, is it not?” he said, sounding a little more cheerful.
“Very long. Especially when it comes to cheese. Cheeses that have been aged that long are very expensive.”
In retrospect, she should perhaps have led with that. Gourmand or not, a dragon was still a dragon after all. A glittering, toothy grin appeared on her recalcitrant business partner’s shout and he moved just enough for her to move past him into the mountain.
“Tell me more about this expensive cheese that crumbles.”
She hid a smirk. “If you help me carry some of the current ones out, it would be my pleasure.”
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Sokka, trying to be more friendly to Zuko after becoming Aang’s firebending teacher: relax, guy, I like gay men
Zuko, sweating profusely: that’s nice but…I’m not gay
Sokka, who has been daydreaming about kissing him, KNOWING his fantasies were based off of some fact: [squinting] I don’t believe that
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lieu-rey · 1 year
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so that voiceline when lifeweaver grips baptiste
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meganfoxlesb20 · 3 months
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❤️‍🔥
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reminiscingtonight · 1 year
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kisses that travel from your lover’s nose to their lips
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Word Count: 380
A/N: Yeah, I lowkey forgot about these blurbs too
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It’s dark out. You don’t know what time it is, but you’re fairly sure it’s way too early to be awake.
You’re not sure what it is that wakes you. But whatever it is, consciousness slowly creeps in, pulling you out of your slumber. 
The first thing that registers is the warm weight around your waist. The gentle huffs blowing against your neck. 
The smile that breaks out on your face is automatic. 
It’s the little moments like this you treasure. You and Wanda lead pretty hectic and dangerous lives. You never take a single day for granted. All it takes is one wrong move, one wrong mission for you to lose everything you hold dear. 
You twist out of Wanda’s hold, careful not to wake the sleeping beauty behind you. You’re pretty sure you do a good job of not jostling her around, but Wanda wakes all the same. 
You watch as hazy green eyes blink lazily awake. “(Y/N)?” 
The sound of her raspy sleep-laden voice makes your heart skip a beat. It’s during moments like this that Wanda’s accent comes out in full force. When she’s too tired to remember how to form your “silly American vowels” and “proper American vocals.” Wanda’s accent has always been one of your favorite things of hers, you hated how the team wanted her to mask her accent for mission purposes. 
You must have stayed silent for too long, as Wanda’s suddenly leaning up towards you, concern written all over her face. “Is everything okay?”
Rather than answering, you lean in to press a kiss against her nose.
The scrunch is automatic. 
You laugh as Wanda bats you away.
“You’re a menace,” she murmurs, letting out a big yawn. 
“But your menace,” is your comeback. When Wanda settles back down onto the mattress, you’re quick to follow. 
There’s a soft sigh of content that escapes her lips when you slot yourself between her arms. “Yes, my big fat lovey dovey menace.” Wanda’s eyes are already slipping close again as the warmth of the blankets and your body heat gently lulls the Sokovian back to slumber. 
You press a gentle kiss against her collarbone. “I love you.”
The last thing you hear before you drift off again is the raspy, “love you too.”
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3 out of one hundred kisses
#3 Prompt: kisses traveling from your lover’s nose to their lips.
Word Count: 100.
Note: I’m starting a taglist for only one hundred kisses so please ask to join! I hope you enjoy reading!
JJ leans into you as he tries to catch his breath from laughing, his chest against your back and his chin on top of your head.
John B chuckles and looks at you, “You might want to put your boy to bed soon.”
“I would think you would want to keep him while he actually laughs with you, not at you.”  JJ oohs and surprises you by kissing your nose.
“Bed is a good idea…” You don’t have to look at your boyfriend to know he is smirking. Instead, he kisses you, so you silently agree to go to bed.
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brookheimer · 3 months
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kieran culkin the man that you are
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buginateacup · 1 year
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Hello Darlin! I wanted to request a drabble for the 100kisses. I love the kitchen counter make-out idea >:3
I'm curious to see what you can do for MegaRox 💖✨👀
31. kitchen counter make-outs
"I thought-" Megamind's train of thought was rapidly derailing, "-I was meant to be kidnapping you."
Roxanne laughed against his lips, sliding her arms around his neck, "Feeling-" she kissed him, "-very-" again, "-kidnapped-" and again "-right now."
"Aha excellent," His fingers stroked over her hips, trapping themselves in the back pockets of her jeans to pull her closer, "I would hate for you to consider this a subpar evil deed."
"Uh-huh." Roxanne's hands slid up to cradle his face, her tongue teasing at the sharp edge of his teeth, "Sure you would."
Pinned to her kitchen bench Megamind tried for a witty and intelligent retort but her mouth found a rather sensitive spot right at the edge of his jaw and what came out instead was a garbled noise of yesgoodmoreplease as coffee went cold on the bench beside them.
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fleshdyke · 2 years
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shoutout to every butch and bulldyke and stud and girlfag and he/him lesbian and lesbians on t and lesbians that got top surgery and boydyke and amab lesbians that aren’t on e and lesbians with a bulge and lesbians that wear packers and lesbians named mitch or roger or steve. shoutout to the dykes. ily.
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