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faramirsonofgondor · 8 months
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thinking once again about jamie told keeley that he originally thought she went out with roy to make him jealous… like i know they might’ve meant it as jamie being jealous that keeley was with someone else but what if keeley knew about his childhood crush on roy and so in his head he was all like “she’s just dating him cuz i liked him first”
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slashfuhrer · 2 months
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me 20 minutes into my first saltburn watch: woah what an ugly leading dude me three weeks later, all screens and social media completely plastered over with barry content, nutting daily to images of him:
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fereldanwench · 8 months
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sooo today is my 16th anniversary with the husbando ♡
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aiiaiiiyo · 1 year
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angelbambisworld · 3 months
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Alcohol-Induced Buffoonery
A Gene Simmons(Specifically current Gene because yall know i love that silly old man) x Reader fic
Summary: Y/N returns home to Gene from a party, having gotten a little drunker than intended. Shenanigans ensue. Gets very crackfic-y at times.
Tagging some of my mutuals here: @elrohare @eatinaborgerwitnohoneymustard @starry-eyed-never-satisfied @namelessbutters-doodles
I'm sorry if I forgot anybody. It's hard to keep track of all yall
You wave goodbye to your friend, who was nice enough to drop you off at your house after she noticed you had had one too many drinks at the party you both had attended.
After her car has driven from your line of sight, you make your way up the steps to the front door. You dig around in your coat pockets for your house key and when you do eventually find it, the front door already opens. Standing in the doorway was your boyfriend, Gene.
You give him a big dopey smile and squeal out "GENE!" at the top of your lungs as you wrap your arms around him, squeezing him tightly. Gene immediately shushes you and covers his ears. "Don't yell so loud, I can hear you just fine!"
You stop smiling and look down at your shoes, apologetically. "Shit, my bad."
Gene returns the hug and then asks "So, did you have fun at the party?"
Your wide smile returned again. "Yeah, I had fun." The wind picks up and blows in your general direction as you shudder from the cold. Gene takes you by the hand and leads you into the house.
The world around you is spinning a little as you and Gene sit down on the couch in the living room together. Kinda like clothes in a washing machine. You laugh out loud at the thought of it. Gene raises an eyebrow. "What's funny?"
You shake your head. "Nothing!"
Then you let out a hiccup. Then another. Then another. Then another. Then another. Your face turns red as you cover your face with your hands, utterly embarrassed. Gene can't help but chuckle at your cuteness, which only made your face go redder. "D- *hic* Don't laugh at *hic* me! I *hic* can't help it!"
*I know, sweetheart, I know." Gene says as he cards his fingers through your hair. "Do you want me to get you some water?"
You shake your head and try to get up to go get yourself some water. Only to bang your leg on the coffee table and fall back on the couch, thanks to your shitty balance. " *hic* Ow! *hic* ".
You try to get up again but Gene stops you. "Let me get you something to drink."
"I'm *hic* fine!" you protest. "It didn't even *hic* hurt that bad!"
"It sure looked like it did." Gene said as he walked into the kitchen.
Pouting, you stumble into the kitchen where Gene has finished pouring you a glass of water. He handed it to you and said"Go sit back down on the couch."
"No!" you whined, stomping your foot a little for emphasis. Gene rolled his eyes, slightly amused by your childish behavior. "Do you want me to fix you (Favorite Food) while I'm in the kitchen?"
You paused at the mention of (Favorite Food). A small little smile crept up on your lips as you said "Maaaaaybeeeee."
Gene nodded. "Go sit down on the couch and I'll bring it to you."
You shook your head. "No, I wanna stay *hic* here with you."
Gene didn't feel like arguing with you, so he pulled a chair for you to sit in while you watched him cook. You looked at your leg on where you banged it on the coffee table. There was a dark blue splotchy bruise there, which you stupidly poked. "OW!"
Gene turned to look at you, startled by your sudden yelp. He noticed the bruise on your leg and bent down to your level to inspect it. ((LOL Dr Love to the rescue!))
"Hmmmm...I think we're gonna have to amputate your leg."
You let out a horrified wail that was quickly broken up by more drunken hiccups. Gene immediately burst out laughing at your reaction. "I'm just messing with you, you're fine!"
"You can't cut off my *hic* leg, how am I gonna walk?!"
"Y/N, I was joking."
"How *hic* am I gonna live?!"
"It was a joke!"
"How are we gonna *hic* fuck?!"
That last sentence sent Gene into another fit of laughter. "Y/N, you are gonna be just fine. Don't worry about it."
Gene went back to cooking (Your favorite food) as you shook your head. How dare your beloved boyfriend fool you like that!
At least your hiccups were slowly coming to an end. Anyways, now that you had mentioned fucking, you were starting to feel a little...naughty, to say the very least.
Your eyes wandered all the way down to Gene's backside. You always joked that out of all the members of KISS, Gene's ass was definitely the fattest(and it was). That's when you got an idea.
You got up from your chair and raised your hand as high in the air as you get it and-
SMACK!
Gene immediately flinched once your hand made contact with his bottom. He turned around to look at you, blushing and eyes wide with surprise. "Did you just hit me?"
"It jiggled when I hit it."
You gave Gene's asscheek a squeeze and then another smack, this time a little softer. You look up at the stove top. "Is the (favorite food) done yet?"
Gene turned his attention back to the food. "Almost."
"Why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food?"
Gene looked at you and pondered if perhaps he was having a stroke. "What did you just say?"
You laughed. "It's a meme, you wouldn't get it."
"I guess not."
You wrapped your arms around Gene and slipped a hand under his shirt as he continued cooking. You started groping his plump man tits™️ .
"Goddamn, grandpa," you said out loud. "You got a nice pair of tits for an old man."
At this point, Gene was getting rather fed up with your shenanigans. "Go sit down on the couch and I'll bring you your food."
"Why are your boobs so big anyway?"
"They're not boobs!"
"Do you have to wear a bra when you go on stage?"
"Y/N, go sit the fuck down!"
Annoyed, you sat back down in your chair. "No, I meant in the living room."
You looked at the distance between where you sat and the couch in the living room. You decided that it wasn't worth the energy. "Noooo, I don't really feel like it."
You tried to scoot yourself into the living room while you were still sitting in your chair but you didn't get very far. "Get off your lazy ass and go sit in the living room."
You let out an overdramatic groan and stood up. "FIIIIIIIINE!"
You set up a tray in front of yourself as you waited for Gene to come back. Gene walked in with (Your favorite food) which you immediately devoured.
After that, you decided to take a shower. Gene insisted on taking one with you. "God only knows what would happen if I left you unattended in the bathroom."
In fact,Gene had to help you wash yourself since you were too busy staring at his glorious man tits™️ again
"Did you think I took you to a doctor and asked them to give you bigger boobs, they'd do it?" you pondered as Gene washed your hair.
Gene stuck you under the shower head as the shampoo ran down your hair, body, and into the drain. "I think they would lock you up in an insane asylum and leave you there."
You laughed. "That's fair."
After you both showered, you got dressed for bed and turned in for the night. Gene kissed you on the forehead. "Goodnight, Y/N. You're clearly insane and a pain in the ass, but you're my pain in the ass. I love you."
You tried to kiss him on the forehead back but missed and ended up kissing him on his left eyeball. "I love you, pookie bear."
The next day you woke up with the mother of all hangovers. But luckily Dr Love was there to tend to you until you were well again.
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smileymoth · 11 months
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this brought me sooo much joy to draw I love him so much <333
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aintinacage · 26 days
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tom holland tuesday - part 9
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theredcuyo · 10 months
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I imagine Mia seeing her student get every single piece of paper where Miles Edgeworth is, this guy with a terrible personality and dubious methods as she remembers, and then think to herself “I already knew you had bad taste, but i didn’t think it was this bad”
For the record, i do think she knew about Phoenix becoming a lawyer for the chance of seeing him again, but that doesn’t change the fact that she can’t understand this crush he has on the man
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it’s been like fifteen years and swanqueen still has me by the throat. one white and red and one black and red. mothers to the same boy they love dearly. they taught each other to trust. they were always the ones they reached out to when they needed desperate help. one is famous one is no one but also the reverse, they’ve tried to murder each other, they’ve held each other’s hearts in their hands. no one has ever done it like them
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tehstripe · 2 months
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i remember that this used to be something i made a point of with my john characterization back in the day. yeah he likes con air and nic cage in con air but technically the actor that he stans for most is matthew mcconaughey. kid has a MCCONAUGHEY wall.
then again this is also within the first 150 pages of homestuck and i do not recall it being mentioned again so i guess its kind of pedantic to feel like this is a crystallized character trait when his feelings on con air are much more plot relevant.
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