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What if both Shego and Dr. Drakken traveled to the future in 'Sitch in Time'?
Who would win? One beefy bulk boy or one jumpy speedy stringbean? @midnightcaptions converted me into a buffken believer. I'm brainwashed by the supreme one.
Inspired by the movie Free Guy
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Good lord I don’t even remember posting this lovingly rendered freeguy. I think my internal fear meter went off and was scared of being bullied on the internet by random losers!! Well I’m not scared now. Enjoy this art of Gordon Freeman from half life and Doomguy from Doom Kissing sweetly in the cold weather.
If theres anything to be embarassed about here it’s that I can make the anatomy way better at this point. Maybe I should try again
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The Girl in the Office: pt. 1 // Keys
(Not my gif, but I love it)
Warnings: cursing, mention of sex
Plot: Mouser came over to Keys' cubicle to talk about work and shoot the shit, just like any typical day. But today, Mouser noticed something different, something unusual that didn't go on in the mundane atmosphere of the service department of a video game company.
Y/n walked over, papers in hand, and stopped at Keys' desk. "Here is the article you needed for that call from yesterday, Walter." Mouser perked up when he heard her use his friend's first name. He thought everyone in the office called him by his nickname, 'Keys.' "Oh," Keys said, not really looking at the young woman, "thanks, y/n." He took the small stack of papers from her. "Yeah, no problem. Anytime I can help you out, just let me know." Keys looked at the papers briefly before looking up at her. "Great. Thanks again."
Mouser watched as y/n walked away, not believing the vibes he was getting or the sheer stupidity of his typically super smart friend. Keys continued on milling through paperwork and scrolling on his computer. "Dude, are freaking for real?" Still locked in on his computer screen, Keys said, "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Oh, I don't know, the really cute girl that was just trying to flirt with you! You totally blew it man." Mouser shook his head. "Who? Y/n? She wasn't flirting, she's just… nice." Keys said, looking over at Mouser. "Dude, you're gonna need some new glasses because those ones are making you blind. Listen to me: she would sleep with you." Keys only scoffed and shook his head. "No way, man."
Keys stood up and Mouser followed him. As they made their almost routine stop at the snack room, Mouser continued, "Look at it this way: she could have emailed that article to you. But she chose to kill a small tree and print it out and walk it over to your desk. She totally gave you an opening to make a move." Again, Keys shook his head, not grasping what his co-worker was getting at. "I don't think so man." Mouser scoffed, "Okay then, allow me to prove it to you."
Keys watched as the other man left the snack room and head over to y/n's desk. As he watched the two of them talking, he felt an instant pang of embarrassment. This truly was something he had never thought about. He didn't think about women much. It was just work. And maybe with everything he and Millie had been through with Free City and Antwan, he had become a little depressed. So yeah, getting a girlfriend wasn't exactly a priority.
He really hoped that Mouser and y/n wouldn't look over at him, he would probably just die of embarrassment right there and then. He watched as their conversation ended, and Mouser walked back into the room with Keys. Mouser put his hand out to him. Keys frowned, but took what was in his friend's hand. It was a small folded up piece of paper. "What's this?" he asked. "My proof. I asked her if I could give you her number. And let me tell you, she did not waste a second finding a pen." Mouser winked at him.
"Dude, why would you do that? That makes things so awkward now." "It's not awkward, Keys." After they both got some coffee, they left the snack room. “Listen man,” Mouser continued talking in a hushed tone as they walked through the office, “the annual office summer party is this weekend. I know you don’t usually go, but, it’s y/n’s first year here, so she’ll probably be there. So...”
Keys winced at the thought of a crowded party, “I don't know, man, I don’t think-" he started to speak, but Mouser cut him off. "No way, you're not talking your way out of this. You're gonna go, and you're gonna hit on y/n." Mouser stood in front of Keys, awaiting his reaction. He sighed, shaking his head, "Fine. I'll do it." A tiny grin toyed with the corners of Keys' lips. "But only because you're forcing me."
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The office party was held in the bar of a luxury hotel, and like every year, Soonami had rooms reserved for employees if they wished to spend the night. It was casual attire, but a little more classy than what one would wear to work. Keys wore a blue button up shirt and black jeans and wore his contacts, leaving his glasses at home.
He came in with Mouser, because only losers would show up to a party like this alone. They got a couple of drinks, and mingled with some of the guys from work. After awhile of them being there, Mouser, facing the door, saw y/n walk in. Nonchalantly, he tapped Keys on the arm. He leaned in, whispering, "She's here."
Keys swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. He spent the last few hours thinking about y/n, and everything sort of fell into place. He had never thought about her in that way, but he realized: of course she was flirting, she had always been flirting, always looking at him and coyly turning away as if she hadn't been, going well out of her way to help him. It all made sense. And Keys also realized that he felt the same way for her. He just wasn't in the headspace to act upon it. But that was in the past now.
He made his way over to the bar where y/n was standing with her friends from the office. They made eye contact, and she blushed instantly. She smiled, giving him the boost of confidence he needed to approach her. "Hey, I was hoping you'd be here." he said, smiling back at her. She was mesmerized by his big brown eyes, as he had never looked in her eyes so directly before. He was always too occupied with work tasks, and she knew that someone as smart as him had to be plagued by bigger things than a girl with a silly crush.
"Same to you. I was actually wondering if you'd text me before now." "Oh, yeah, well" he looked down, "you see, I'm really not so good with words. Which is why I love code, zeroes and ones never let you down, whereas words do." "Okay, I get it, Walter. But can I ask you something?" she asked, taking a step toward him. Keys was somewhat taken aback at the closeness of their proximity.
"Yeah, of course." "Would you consider working on... words? Cause I don't code." she bit her lip. His eyes widened, "Yes, I can definitely work on it." Y/n smiled, "Good." Keys eyed the bar behind her, "Can I get you a drink?" "Yes, please." He then moved to the bar, leaning on the counter to talk to the bartender, and y/n watched him, in awe of his cuteness. She was so excited that this was actually happening, after months of crushing on him so hard.
Keys and y/n had settled at a little table for two to sit and talk. Mouser, already tipsy, made his way over to them. "Aha! I knew this would happen, I knew you two loved each other." he said loudly, putting a hand on Keys' shoulder as he rounded the corner to their table. Keys shook his head, and y/n giggled. "Please, Mouser, join us." he said in a sarcastic monotone.
"Dude, y/n, I told you," Mouser said, looking at her, "he totally wants you too. You guys should really just...fuck it out, ya know." "Okay!" Keys cut him off, shoving him lightly, "Thanks, Mouser, see ya later man." Mouser was sent stumbling back, but he caught himself before he fell, and played it off. "Alright, alright, have fun guys." he said in a sing-song voice, before walking off. Y/n put her hand over her face in embarrassment, "Oh my gosh."
.......
"So you've liked me...the whole time?" Keys asked in disbelief. "Yes! Like ever since the minute I saw you." y/n admitted. They were several drinks in, and definitely feeling the effect of the alcohol. Also in the mixture was their budding crushes coming to fruition, and the hormones that come along with it.
He shook his head, "That's so weird, like I am not the guy that women have crushes on, especially not ones as hot as you." The latter half of the sentence just flowed right out of his mouth without him even meaning for it to. "Oh, god, I said that out loud, didn't I?" Y/n was blushing, and she giggled, "Yeah, you kinda did."
"I just don't how you couldn't figure it out by yourself. I practically threw myself at you, every day." y/n said, trying to point out the obvious. "I'm sorry!" Keys said, "It's just, everything with Antwan and Millie, my old partner," "Yeah, I know about all that. Free City is actually your game, more or less, right?" Keys sighed, "Yeah, basically. It's just been a lot. It's complicated. I just haven't taken the time for anything...personal. Like at all."
Keys took a drink from his glass, "I haven't even had sex in... I don't know how long." y/n's eyes widened. "Oh, wow, really." "Yeah, I don't even know if I'd remember how to do it." he joked, chuckling a little. "Hmm, I bet you do remember." she said, smirking. Keys looked up at her, processing the look on her face. In that moment, he knew that she wanted him to fuck her.
“Should we..get a room?” she asked.
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Date Night
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The light glinting off the barrel of the .357 revolver caught John's eye as he saw Dr. Freeman -Gordon- and The Doom Slayer -Flynn- packing up and taking stock. A 9mm pistol tucked away here and another handgun there, weapons disappear into the dark depths of jackets and pockets and a duffel bag that even John would perhaps describe as conspicuous or maybe even overkill. There was a knife as long as his hand tucked away in Taggart's boot. Bulky nondescript clothing covered the guns stowed in hidden holsters and waistbands, the fabric barely stretching over Taggart's broad frame while Dr. Freeman, lanky as he is, was swimming in his thrifted gear.
Their apartment was small for a base of operations, especially for two super soldiers and a physicist, so patrols weren't out of the ordinary. But this seemed a bit much for the quiet night he had assumed they had planned, even by his standards.
Still, the crowbar was being left behind so he assumed it wasn't going to be that bad.
John had stopped asking if Dr. Freeman was going to take the crowbar everywhere when the scientist had leveled a flat glare at him over the morning coffee and responded in a sign that the Spartan knew all too well and had gotten thrown his way a few times in his long career.
"Where are you going?" John asks as he finishes up the dishes from dinner. It was his turn after all.
Dr. Freeman shoulders the duffel bag, unlocks the deadbolt and three extra locks, and silently walks out the front door without glancing back.
Taggart grins. It's a wicked thing with too many teeth that would unnerve a civilian, but John's come to recognize that his face just works that way. It doesn't help that the man has a hard time fitting through doorways.
"Date night." He laughs, and pats his favored shotgun before following the doctor out the door and into the night. Warm summer air washes in from the doorway alongside the trilling call of cicadas.
"Remember we're keeping a low profile!" John calls out towards the closed door and hears a resounding bark of laughter echoing off the concrete outside. He listens to them clomp down the steps and then start the truck in the parking lot.
The engine rumbles to life and revs once before they depart.
John dries his hands and touches the datachip next to his dog tags.
"Date night?"
"Maybe they're going somewhere nice. You used to take me to such nice places."
"Used to?"
A blue figure projects from the chip in his hand, her form covered in lines of code and geometric lines like tattoos. Cortana looks up at him with a hand on her hip and eyebrow raised.
John hums and looks her in the eye, the barest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I'm sure I can think of something."
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The truck creaks to a stop, brakes squealing and engine sputtering as it idles on the ridge. Rust eats away at the bumper and wheel wells of the ancient vehicle, and the paint seems to flake off whenever they even look at the beast. Still, it was able to carry them to where they needed to go reliably, so none of them had questioned it too closely. Gift horses and all that.
A key turns and the engine cuts off. Doors open and the call of cicadas becomes a roar without the refuge of the cabin buffering them from the warm July evening. Boots hit dirt and the truck raises a few inches as its occupants depart.
This far out of town there's no light pollution and the stars are visible above them. It's a clear night even if it smells like a storm is coming. Both men can feel it in the air, a heavy thing on the horizon, charged and waiting. Unknown and powerful, it weighs on them both.
But for now there's a quiet moment in the bed of the old truck, a case of beer, the stars above them, and a shitload of guns in the duffel bag pillowed beneath their heads.
The field they're in gives them the advantage of 360 degrees of sight lines and Gordon is comforted by that fact. No one can approach them without being noticed, with the added bonus of escaping the cramped apartment for a few hours.
That, and the fact that the man next to him can rip out people's spines if need be.
It's warm, too warm for a jacket. It could be the summer heat, or the warmth of the body next to him, or something deep in his chest he won't bother to name or think about because this isn't the time. So he frowns and shucks off the jacket, mindful of the weapons hidden there, and pillows it behind his head.
They lay there for a while, taking in the view. Gordon nods as he listens to the other man regale him with tales of his own journey. It was something they had in common, both still living martyrs raised up on pedestals and crushed under the weight of responsibility.
Mars was bright tonight, a bright speck in the southeastern sky. The Slayer gestured to it briefly and then to the other more interesting celestial bodies. He didn’t seem too keen on recalling his time there, and from what he had told him, Gordon understood far too well. One thick finger traces out the constellation Scorpius and with his other hand he opens a can of beer with a practiced move and a soft hiss, before promptly cursing as it foams over and gets on his pants.
Gordon huffs a breath out his nose and catches his attention. It might as well have been a guffaw for all the noise Freeman actually makes.
"Something funny, Gordon?" His voice rumbles and they make eye contact for a moment, matching grins before realizing how close they are to each other. Gordon can make out the small scars he's never noticed before and his eyes dart from his eyes to his mouth and away as The Doom Slayer beats a hasty retreat himself and chugs his drink.
Gordon grabs his own and holds it up for a brief moment before opening it carefully and takes a drink without spilling a drop. He side-eyes Flynn with a smirk and receives an elbow in his side for his effort.
"Okay wiseguy, congrats you can open a beer. Really putting that PhD of yours to good use." The words are grumbled into the second beer he opens and starts nursing with his own poorly hidden smile.
Gordon returns the comment with his own elbow to the side of the super soldier, which feels like he's hitting a very warm wall.
"You're boney as hell, Gordy. We need to start feeding you more if you're going to try hand to hand combat."
Empty cans clatter around them as the two men who have killed dozens and survived world ending events, devolve into a childish slapping fight. Grunts and yelps and curses can be heard echoing over the field as the truck rocks from their combined movements.
Eventually they break, chests heaving and hands locked to stop the other from retaliation, faces flushed in the low light. They turn away from each other in tandem, glaring at the night sky as if it was responsible for the outburst.
Gordon points out another constellation with his free hand in the resulting silence and Flynn leans in to follow his finger to the Sagittarius constellation.
They sit there a while longer in companionable silence that goes unbroken.
Neither pointing out how well their hands fit together or how long they've spent watching the stars.
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Thank you Twitter - pretty sure my ovaries exploded seeing Joe act all silly!
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Keys has been overworking himself, specifically at home, coding the whole day, he didn't even get up for food, he would get it from Eddie, eat it,then leave the bowl,plate or bags of food of to the side as he continues to work, At least he was full dressed up, in his nerdy white T-shirt, business jeans and a grey hoodie to top it off with his signature glasses, eyes focused on his computer while Eddie is off to the side waiting for his boyfriend to get off the computer so he can get the attention that the game was getting right now
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Here’s a work in progress shot of a new freehand graphite drawing of @jodiemcomer - loved her in Free Guy! I’ve been wickedly sick the past couple days, but it’s nice to still be able to pick up a pencil. ☺️ #jodiecomer #freeguy #thelastduel #starwars #wcw #primafacieplay #baftas#riseofskywalker #draw #drawing #freehand #artnerd #blackandwhite #instaart #artcollective #gallery #inspiration #staedtler #pencil #pencils #portrait #graphite #pencildrawing #realism #fanart #photorealistic #photorealism #etsy #jjdart https://www.instagram.com/p/CdbIElmu_yu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Happy 46th birthday to @vancityreynolds! #greenlantern #deadpool #guy #freeguy #turbo #pikachu #pokemon #detectivepikachu #dc #marvel #dreamworks https://www.instagram.com/p/CkDj3xgOX7e/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Last six movies I saw : Room (2016), L'école est à nous (2022), Un stupéfiant Noël ! (2023), Sitting in bars with cake (2023), Free Guy (2021), En roue libre (2022).
Favorite : “Room” ♥
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The Girl in the Office pt. 2 // Keys
Continued from part 1, but can be read as a standalone, if you like.
Warnings: smut, missionary, Keys being a little shy during sex, doggy style, cursing
“Should we get a room?”
“Uh, yeah.” Keys said, in an obvious tone. “Okay.” Y/n said with a giggle. The alcohol became the liquid courage she needed to do something bold. She leaned over the small table between them and grabbed Keys by the shirt collar, bringing him in for a kiss.
It took Keys a second to process what was happening, but he felt her lips pressing against his, and she tasted so sweet when they opened their mouths, widening the kiss. He grunted softly, wanting to touch her, to pull her into his chest, but the table was a barrier. Y/n pulled away, “Let’s go, we’ll claim a reservation.” she said, standing up and taking him by the hand.
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Keys secured a hotel room at the front desk, and was lead to the elevator by y/n. As the doors closed and they were all alone, she was on him. Hungry, rushed kisses were coupled with her roaming hands, over his shoulders, arms, and then his chest. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. She got it about half way undone, exposing his chest hair, before he stopped her.
“Hey, hey,” he said, holding onto her hands, “slow down, we’ve got all night.” Their faces were millimeters apart, and her breath hit his lips as she spoke, "I know, I'm just...excited. You're so hot." Her eyes scanned down his neck, then to the open part of his chest. She latched onto his neck, kissing and sucking on his skin eagerly.
Keys held her close to his body, and put his hand on the back of her head, guiding her. He pulled her into a heated kiss, their tongues lapped against one another and Keys pulled away only to run his lips down her neck, her collarbones, and her cleavage. The gradual quickening of their breath, which was turning into yearning moans, and the barely-there ding of each hotel floor was the only thing to be heard between the walls of the elevator.
Luckily, their room was just a few steps away from the elevator. They got to the door, and Keys held y/n with one arm, and his other hand fumbled with the key card. As he stuck the card into the slot, she finished unbuttoning his shirt. He finally got the green light, and pushed the door open. Y/n's mouth was all over him, he slammed the door shut. She moaned, looking up at him, "Turn the light on."
Keys flipped the switch behind them, illuminating the room. She smiled, and exhaled dramatically. She hadn't caught a breath since they got in the elevator. She walked over and sat on the bed, eyeing him. "Come here." she said, leaning back slightly on her elbows. Keys nodded, a cute little grin creeping onto his lips. He kneeled in front of her and placed his hands on her knees.
He pushed her knees apart, and they maintained eye contact as his head moved between her legs. He pressed slow kisses to the insides of her thighs. Y/n put her hands in his thick, soft hair, running her fingers through it as he continued on, kissing closer and closer to her heat. Her hand moved to his shoulder, still clothed by his shirt. "mm, take this off, baby." she said to him.
Keys obliged, and leaned back some to peel of his shirt. She watched him, biting her lip. She decided to remove something as well, and reached up her dress to pull her panties down. He was watching her every move and helped her take them off. "Now lay back." he instructed. She did as she was told, and instantly, he climbed on top of her, hiking her dress upward.
She gasped as she felt the coolness of the air in the room on her pussy. The sensation was soon followed up by Keys' somewhat rough fingers. She thought about how they were probably rough from years of typing on his computer and playing games. It was so hot. She never had a thing for nerds until she met him. He made being a nerd look sexy.
His fingertips encircled her wetness, rubbing over her clit. "Mmm, yes." she moaned a whisper. "You like that baby? You like me touching you?" "Mm-hmm." she hummed her answer, closing her eyes. Keys then slid a finger into her slick hole, making her moan louder. He worked his finger around, and then started to pump it in and out slowly. "Harder, please." she requested.
Keys introduced another finger before going any faster. With his two fingers, he picked up his pace and went deeper inside of her. She arched her back as his fingers hit the spongey pit of her. "Aw, yes, yes!" she began panting as he gained a rhythm. "Do you want my mouth, darling?" he asked, looking up at her. She nodded, closing her eyes.
He leaned in, and his tongue met her clit, he swirled it around, and flicked the tip of his tongue on her knob. "Oh, Keys!" she cried out his name, the first time he ever heard her say it. Perhaps she figured his given name, Walter, wasn't necessarily hot enough for this occasion. He continued moving his fingers into her and used his lips on her clit, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh.
After a few minutes, Keys raised up to look at her. "Can I .." Suddenly, it was clear that he was not used to being so forward. He couldn't finish the question, it was like he didn't know how. "What, baby?" she was going to coax it out of him. "Can I make love to you?" She giggled, "This is making love, Walter. You know that, right?" "Well yeah, but...I want to be inside you." "Oh, yes, yes. Please."
Keys unzipped his pants, and freed his dick from being restrained. He then carefully grabbed her ankles, and she said, "You're so sweet." He blushed and slid down in between her thighs, nestling there. He held his cock in his hand and pressed the tip into her entrance. She whimpered as he pushed in further. "You okay?" he asked, holding himself to hover right above her. "Yes." She looked up at him, and put a hand on his cheek.
He slid all the way into her, then pulled out. She let out a tiny sigh of relief when he entered her again. He started to buck his hips, he held her by her waist. She clapped her hands onto his back, letting him rut into her. He moved, faster and faster, and y/n would push his hair back out of his face and she cried out little praises, like "so good," "right there, big boy," "yes, I love it when you fuck me like that.' Keys leaned down to kiss her lips sloppily, their tongues lapped at each other's mouths.
"I want you to.." she tried to speak as he was drilling into her as hard as he could, her insides were basically mush, but she wanted more, "I want you to take me from behind." Keys stopped, he was panting, "Oh, yeah, okay." He moved off of her, sitting on his knees, and helped her moved on to her front. She arched her back, resting her chest on the bed. "Give it to me, Keys. Need your cock, baby." She wiggled her ass a little for good measure.
Keys sucked his bottom lip between his teeth as he took in the sight of her before him. He shook his head, hardly able to believe this was happening to him. He grabbed her by the hips, bringing her ass closer to him. He used one hand to put his member to her opening once more, and with one thrust of his hips, he was back inside her walls, warm and wet. "Fuck." he groaned. He held her tight, and fucked into her hard, hitting her g-spot with his tip over and over. "Yes, Keys, fucking me so deep! So fucking good, baby."
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Joe Keery Imagines - Don't Make Me Choose - Part Two (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1319822253-joe-keery-imagines-don%27t-make-me-choose-part-two?
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