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fuckingstrange · 5 months
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| Day9: Kiss me more |
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WARNINGS: boys kissing, cuddling, whiny Reid, palming, grinding, cumming in pants
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WORDS: 1,082 (I think)
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PAIRINGS: S12+!Spencer Reid x m!reader
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I almost made the mistake of writing PP!Spencer Reid🧍‍♂️ JUST THINK POST PRISON.
I have ZERO idea what song my mom is listening to (lord forgive me if I sound uncultured) but it inspired this?
CAN YOU KISS ME MOREE? WERE SO YOUNG BOY WE AIN'T GOT NOTHIN TO LOSE, OH, OHHHH. IT'S JUST PRINCIPAL, CAN YOU HOLD ME? CUZ I LIKE THE WAY YOU MOVE, OH, OHHHH. BOY YOU WRITE YOUR NAME I CAN DO THE SAME OO I LOVE THE TASTE-
You've been having trouble sleeping, tossing and turning, flipping and flopping. You stop with a groan after about 15 minutes, not wanting to wake up Reid since he's barely gotten any either due to his nightmares and the habits he picked up in prison.
You get up and sneak out of the bedroom, checking the clock on your way out to see it's two in the morning. You head into the kitchen and start a pot of coffee, grabbing a mug down from the cupboards.
Reid, who has apparently been up since you started tossing around, walks up to you and leans back against the counter. Not a word is said. He hasn't been exactly.. touchy since he got out, hasn't really wanted to even hug or kiss. You respect that, obviously. The poor man had been through enough.
You grab a second mug and gesture to him in a silent offer, he nods and you begin to fill it up before passing it over, then filling up your own. You set the pot down and turn to lean against the counter with him, shoving a hand in your pocket.
“..Why are you up?” He asks quietly, looking over at you as you slip your coffee. You shrug, replying with a simple “fuck if I know”. He lightly nods his head, letting his gaze fall back to the snowy outdoors through the window.
You both drink the coffee in silence for a good ten, fifteen minutes until you build the balls to ask something. “Why.. uh, are you?”.. it's something at least?
Reid thinks for a minute, letting his gaze move back to you. He reaches over, slowly grabbing hold of your hand with his and intertwining your fingers. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He admits. “I worry about you. A lot.”.
His words make your heart melt, the gentle hold he has on your hand turning you into mere mush. You meet his gaze and set your coffee down, letting your now free hand move to rest on his cheek. “You don't have to.” You whisper.
He shrugs, mumbling something along the lines of “can't help it”. Silence falls again, though a comfortable one. You both just stare at each other, well, Spencer stares at your lips more than anything. You got to whisper a soft “I love you”, but get cut off by his lips pressing against yours. It's gentle, sweet. A hint of need coming from him.
You can't help but kiss back with just as much sweetness while moving your hand to the back of his head, cupping it and pulling him closer. Your lips move in harmony with his, each tugging up into a gentle smile.
Your tounge runs along the seam of his lips, pulling a small whine from him as his lips part to invite it in. You explore his mouth, running your tounge along his to pull another whine from him. “please..” Reid whispers, his trembling hands moving to your hips to pull your body firmer against his, the bulge in his pants pressing against yours. It's obvious he hasn't had anything since before prison, and that just makes you want to give him this more.
You continue the sweet kiss, gently shushing him as you guide him back to the bedroom, coffee long forgotten on the counter with your new goal of pleasing him. “I love you”’s being whispered along the journey into bed.
Undressing him was like unwrapping a Christmas present early, even if he only let you take off his shirt, claiming the room was too cold. You didn't push, you instead pulled the covers over you as you hovered over him, caging the warmth around the both of you.
Your lips barely dare to disconnect with his, only every once in a while to let each of you take a breath before pressing right back together. Each small whine he lets out is followed by a soothing “Shh” from you.
He's practically trembling with need, need for you, need to be touched. “Please- Touch me, please-” Reid only gets out half of his beg before he cuts himself off with a gasp, your hand having moved down to palm his cock through his sleep pants. His hands shoot to your shoulders, a firm grasp as he bucks up into your hand. He's about as sensitive as a virgin, already rock hard and leaking.
Reid grinds into your hand, whimpering, moaning, and tugging at your shirt. Your mouth stay on his, and you eat up each and every pornographic moan that comes from his plump lips.
He lets out incoherent pleas as he continues to grind against your hand, eventually unable to even kiss back from how much the pleasure consumes his thoughts. “s’good- missed you s'much.. haven't.. h-..” he mumbles. You tilt your head to the side, kissing his jaw.
“Haven't what, baby?” His hips buck purely from the name. “Haven't felt this good since you left, hm?” He nods his head in response. “I-I couldn't.. couldn't even get myself off..” He mumbles, whimpering and tossing his head back. You can tell he's close. “Oh, baby.. you couldn't even touch yourself?” You ask, leaning more against him so you can whisper in his ear. He shakes his head, biting down on his lip as his thighs begin to shake.
You grasp his cock more firmly through his pants, your middle finger toying with his steadily leaking tip where it strains against his pants. His hips buck, a high-pitched whine coming from his throat.
Tears well up in his eyes, and he just babbles out random pleas as his orgasm builds. It only takes a few thrusts into your hand until he finishes, gasping as it washes over him and paints the inside of his boxers white. You look up to see tears rolling down his cheeks, your free hand moving to wipe them away as your other works on helping him through the high, milking his cock of all its worth.
You remove your hand from his cock when you feel it completely soften, wrapping your arms around him and hoisting him up so you can pull him off to the bathroom. The poor man is nearly falling asleep in your arms.
“I'm gonna clean you up, okay?” You whisper, pushing open the bathroom door and setting him down. Reid leans against you, his arms remaining wrapped around you as he mumbles a “m’kay” in response.
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blighted-elf · 3 months
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Palia - Reth romance 1/?
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leatherbookmark · 7 months
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our flag means death S2E3: the innkeeper
#our flag means death#ofmd spoilers#ofmd s2 spoilers#shrimp gifs#it was just a very pretty scene i think#i'm laughing because i played around with curves -- as you do -- but then i had to manually bring the brightness down and make everything#more blue again because it's just better that way lol#god i'm having... so many little marbles bouncing around my head like#this post is already tagged with all the spoiler tags i think i can talk in here#the way it started i had No Inkling At All that this would be this kind of setting. so i didn't pay attention to the surroundings or all th#stuff. hell i could barely hear what they're saying because all my fancy schmancy english skills fall apart in the face of your normal soun#mixing. I MISSED THAT IZ AND ED SAID “LOVE” LIKE HELLO#but. but anyway. but. but once it was revealed that This Is All In Ed's Head. that hornigold is ed and everything is ed. man. god.#it's cold and wet and dark (ed likes warmth). ed was washed up on the shore with his face full of sand but THEN he got rescued by someone#who he hated and associated with all the pain and violence AND who then force-fed him soup so he could get better. who had pretty pieces of#glass hanging from his tent (there's no sun but the decoration itself is a promise of a pretty sighs when the rays of the sun hit#just right--) AND you can't forget the sandals. and the play-acting and aoughhhh EEEDDDDDDDD god he's so good HE'S SO GOOD#i dont think i should touch the delightful revenge scenes because they're dark as fuck and idk if the files i have are hq enough#to survive the becurvening. BUT. ed my love!!! i hope this is not where your insanities end
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feralrakun · 1 year
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Horangi has a "nobody gives a fuck about me" mentality and König has a "Everyone thinks about me" mentality. Both of them are unhealthy.
Horangi never believed someone would care,think about him or/and save him. His parents were always busy with work so he did have a nanny until he became old enough to look after himself, he was 12 years old. He grow up alone and fast. Only friends he had was from school, he learned how to cook by himself at 13 years old, he never had birthday party or a slumber party. He always escaped from social events because he thought people wouldn't notice him anyway.
König learned he stand out by the way people looks and laughs at him, the way they talk about him. He was 13 years old when he developed anxiety, he never talk to a therapist to solve it. He said himself that it wasn't a big issue, talking about it would only annoy people. He didn't have friends because he was afraid that the friendship would end in a month, after he get attached. He was afraid to get a grade because that would make people laugh at him. He learned to how read people's body language to guess their next move/mood when he was 16 years old.
Then boom they meet.
König makes Horangi fell for him by memorising every little detail about him, caring his every scar he gets (even the little cut he get gets when cutting vegetables), inviting him to do a slumber at his room to celebrate Horangi's birthday etc.
And König fells for Horangi when he protects him from mean words (even if they're from suporiers), when he listens to him without minding how könig sutter and can't pronounce "r"s when he gets lost in his thoughts, when he comforts König after a panic attack but don't talk about it to not push König/make him uncomfortable.
Then they kiss and make the other see a therapist.
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Someone promise me Kabru dies please begging on my hands and knees i hate him do they cook him into like a casserole. Please
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communistkenobi · 6 months
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I bought chicken for this week and I’m remembering why I don’t cook chicken very often
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straawberries · 6 months
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hi happy halloween im out of food again
please commission me or donate
ive pretty much given up on being able to afford moving out so just being able to afford to live until i get kicked out would be nice
c*sh*pp (does this actually need to be censored?) is delilahswagga, p*yp*l is @delilahkill
not asking for a lot here even a few people donating a few dolalrs or getting 2 dollar commissions would help me a lot
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hydrangeyes · 4 months
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I really do love how the fandom has their ship but man do I wanna see a bit more of the rivals to codependent to lovers route more
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paopujuice · 1 year
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i hate you transphobes. i hate you transmisogynists. i hate you performative trans "allies." i hate you people who assume the category of men includes trans women. i hate you people who assume the category of women includes trans men. i hate you people who think bisexuality does not include trans and nonbinary people. i hate you people who think lesbianism does not include trans and nonbinary people. i hate you people who want to pit bisexuals and lesbians against each other for god knows what reason. i hate you allos who stole the s.a.m. from aroaces as a way to perpetuate homophobia, lesbophobia, biphobia, and transphobia. i hate you people who want to create new labels specifically to "include" attraction to trans and nonbinary people i hate you!!!! i hate you "allies" who try to leverage the term t*rf against anyone you disagree with, up to and including trans women. i hate you people who harass actual allies (especially lesbian allies) and send anon hate and bs accusations trying to "catch" them just because youre mad at them. i hate you discourse that centers around whether trans ppl have the right to be uncomfortable. i hate you people who are literally regurgitating t*rf rhetoric thinking you're being trans allies or otherwise more accepting than the people who can call your fucking dogwhistles. i hate you people who have made this site almost unusable for trans lesbians for the past few months especially. i hate this whole weird climate i hate it can you guys just be normal about trans people for once in your miserable fucking lives.
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atthebell · 6 days
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did cellbit actually do another qna stream today or was he lying in the title
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charmac · 1 year
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This is the worst video I have ever watched, lmfao.
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Let me immediately discredit it’s creation by telling you: the creator reveals at the end he has no idea what It’s Always Sunny on TV is. WHAT? You think you have the authority to explain every aspect of this show when you don’t even know its origins? That’s mental.
And I’ll say more than half of these you or I could easily disprove within thirty seconds. RCG have disproved a chunk of these theories. 
Don’t watch it, really. Waste of time.
(Someone should make and explain a Tumblrized Sunny Iceberg fr, it would be so solid and informative, lmfao.)
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girlwiththegreenhat · 2 years
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i had a dream i lost my spamton plush for like three days and i couldn't figure out how i lost something that sits on a shelf until i went to make dinner and found him in the fridge completely drowned in a big bowl of leftover soup. the voicebox still worked but all the lines were shuffled up by about quarter-second intervals like a fucked up spirit box. i went to buy another one and fangamer changed the store page to say Soupton instead of Spamton
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derpinette · 2 months
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i have a weird relationship with weight because i hated eating more than anything the moment i was ready for solids ( i hate chewing with my entire life always have & will ) which made me underweight for most of my life ( to this day ) & during late primary-middle school this made me actively suicidal because i felt like something was wrong with my sex because i just was not developing whatsoever prompting me to have a years long phase of trying to gain weight in any way i could ( #EPICFAIL by the way ) & i was already insecure but i felt seriously so unforgivably ugly after bullying not just at school but by adults of my entourage. but then i did in my late 15s which prompted the pendulum to swing in the other direction & suddenly i FREAKED OUT & thought well being skinny is pretty much all i have & know myself to be & clearly it is not going to last forever so i Better preserve it i was delusional about how skinny i thought i was actually i look stumpy & weird i have to prove myself. But now i am normal again kind of
#also i used to get beaten to finish my food nearly daily & it would take me forever to do that like literally hours with no exaggeration#just made me hate eating even more. now my technique is eating as fast as possible before i even realize how overwhelming#the sensory experience is & i can just be done with it VS the pain&dread of eating slowly -> disgust of Everything+hyperawareness#eating tightens my muscles like i hate it so fucking much catching the food putting it in my mouth CHEWING swallowing#what a damn chore#so i always liked cheese it was my “safe food” pretty much the only thing i liked#i even hated the foods autists usually like like fries & fried chicken meatballs ETC. HATED.#i was/am more of a soup & turning all my food into varieties of Slop kind of girl nothing hard for me please...#i experienced middle school during the like ♯Thick era of the world which was honestly a good thing like for The Populace#but i felt like killing myself because i felt like an unforgivable fugly genetic failure & people did not hesitate to let me know#anyway either way i would be unhappy caus if i did gain weight during puberty i would have a meltdown about all the Changes#so i feel content for the time being about only losing the fat in my face & getting age appropriate wrinkles really#trying to enjoy the privilege of thinness while i have it because it will not last forever 0_0 but that should not matter anyway...#the privilege of thinness: being way uglier than others & constantly looking like a gibbon dying of disease + no energy or strength ever#JK people are much MUCH nicer to thin people & they do things for me on account of looking physically incapable so um yay i guess#light at the end of the tunnel that is very significant in the grand scheme of things socially. ♯CountingMyBlessings#also i was raised on ♯HAES tumblr from 2014-2018 i truly believed in that & was so damn envious i was not curvy & beautiful LOL#so i never hated overweight people really i think for the most part the SJW tumblr values stuck with me#but now i know it depends on your base frame & genetics & there is no guarantee to what you choose to do (naturally) acceptance is peace#sorry for the gigantic Arse post i just needed to get that off my chest for a long time. not on here specifically just in general#oh & i am a ♯Grignoteuse but grignoter (grazing) is different from eating in my mind&body#& my insecurity was not a result of wanting to fit in really but kind of in the sense that i wanted people to stop berating me for my looks#like body wise only & also not understanding why every other girl looked like a girl blossoming into a woman#& i looked like i was transitioning to Malnourished (unsexed) Ape made worse by bein GNC.& like the need for control later on & erthang ETC
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hawaiiparty2 · 6 months
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I hope you enjoy watching stella getting cucked @turttheturtle777, i hope you like it little bastard/j
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deityofhearts · 7 months
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I am making my most beloved chicken noddle soup tomorrow 💖
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bahoreal · 3 months
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love the nhs sooo much its like "ok so you probably dont have this because you have 0 of the symptoms or warning signs or family history or literally anything that might indicate you have it, but to get treated by a specialist for [other thing currently happening to you] you need to get tested for this. itll take a week to get a blood test then 2-3 weeks for results. hope youre still sick by then lollll" :|
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