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gauloiseblue · 1 month
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You always joked about how you'd find out what's beneath his mask someday. Literally and figuratively.
He'd scoff at your attempts, or suggestions to lift up his sniper mask. Some of them caught him off guard, to the point he almost did it if not for his logical mind. But some of them were downright ridiculous, that he couldn't help but snort.
Maybe you already accepted it from the start, that he would never give in, but it had become a harmless jest at this point, so you might as well keep it going.
Until he gives you permission.
The thing is, it doesn't make you happy—it scares you to death instead. He once bit off someone's finger when they poked it in the place they shouldn't have touched. So what's behind the mask couldn't be worth the pain.
At first, you thought of it as a warning. Yet he wasn't showing any signs of threat. He even pulled you closer, so you'd get a better view of him.
His mask stays on, but he lets you touch his face. Your hands hover an inch away from his veiled visage, before you test the water with a touch.
He doesn't flinch away, or charge at you like a venomous snake. He stays still, letting your hands cup his cheeks.
"Didn't you say you wanna feel my face?" He said as he brought you closer, causing a shiver down on your spine.
"I did," Your lips trembled slightly, "I'm doing it."
"You're not doing it right." He tugged your paralyzed hands onto his chest.
You're confused when he firmly grips both of your hands, before slowly sliding them under the hem of his hood.
"Inside, maus." He commanded you, "Tell me what you feel."
And so, you complied.
You reach into his mask, and touch his neck tentatively. For a brief moment, his muscles tense under your fingertips, before they come down relaxed.
"Oh." You murmured as you pressed your palm onto his nape, "You can certainly survive a fighter jet ride."
He doesn't give you any response, so you take it as a cue to continue.
Your hands creep up higher, until your fingers reach the soft bones of his ears. They seem small in your grasp, smaller than they should, for a man of his height. A quiet smile spreads in your lips, as you imagine the tiny shells that frame both sides of his face.
"I'm surprised you have clear skin." You commented when you caressed his cheek, feeling the texture of his skin, "I thought you'd have a problem with it since you always wore a mask."
"Not always." He replied, nudging you to roam further, "I took it off whenever I'm alone."
"Did you take care of it?"
"No."
"How unfair." You chuckled, "I want to have your skin."
He keeps his eyes on you, and you feel the need to clear your throat, before you trace the lines on his face.
"You have a big nose." You mused as you ran your finger down from the bridge of his nose, "It's crooked."
He hums, while his eyes follow your uncertain gaze.
"Why you stopped?" He called you out, and you jumped upon hearing them, "There's one place you haven't touched."
You bit your lips, trembling, as you lowered your hand, until you felt the soft lumps on your fingertips.
They form a thin line, before they split open, inviting your finger inside. Your breathing becomes labored, as he takes a hold on your hand, guiding your thumb into his mouth.
He doesn't break eye contact the whole time, and you're too paralyzed to look away. You feel the sharpness of his teeth as his lips are closing around your digit. You have anticipated the guillotine falling on the head of your thumb, yet what comes after is a soft brush of his tongue.
It was rough, and drenched with his saliva, that it formed a string at the time your thumb left his mouth.
"König—" You gasped when he dragged his lips down to your palm, before stopping on your wrist. Pressing his tongue on your pulse point, where the skin barrier is so thin, that it feels as if he's tasting your flesh.
"Scared, maus?" He muttered, his teeth scraped against your skin, "Are you scared of me?"
You stare at him, as your instinct screams at you to nod. But you shake your head, despite the tremble in your hands.
"Then you'll do as I say." He wraps his arm around your waist, leaving no room for you to run, "Take off my mask."
Your eyes widened, not believing what you just heard from his mouth. Alas, his glare is enough to confirm the truth.
He guides your hands to his mask, pushing it up in a manner that's close to unveiling a white cover. And once the mask is lifted, you have no time to admire him as he slams his lips against yours.
Your cry of surprise is swallowed by his mouth, as he pushes his tongue between your lips. You can't do anything but cling to him, as he presses your body down with his, until your back is flush against the cushion.
When you open your eyes, what greets you is a pair of eclipses. Gone was the cruel Colonel, as he's replaced by a voracious brute.
The moment he opens his mouth, you know you'll be devoured by him.
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reddetect · 7 months
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gyjo convo
gyro: y’know, your accent makes some words sound really funny.
johnny: accent? you’re one to talk.
gyro: yer one ta tawk
johnny: …
gyro: …
gyro: sorry?
johnny: oh my! mama mia! my apologies! im-a so sorry, mon cher!
gyro: …
gyro: that’s french
johnny: shut up
gyro: right on
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Cassian referring to Morrigan as his sister will never not creep my out. I feel entitled to judge this because I have brothers myself.
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All of this happens within the first 50 pages of acosf (only because I was too lazy to look further...)
At every opportunity he gets, he describes how unbelievably beautiful Morrigan is, and how she takes his breath away, and the gorgeous blonde hair and blah blah. This is not brotherly behaviour. I have never in my life met a pair of siblings who behave like that. And I know for a fact that my brothers and I wouldn't. (I'm not a gorgeous honey blonde, but that's not the point, it's about the principle.)
This might again be SJM with her need to oversexualise everything, but it's icky and creepy. Especially because we know for a fact that they had sex (once or more? Idk) but it would never come to my mind to call someone I slept with, no matter how long ago my sister, because sibling bonds are supposed to be platonic (I'm aware that incest exists, but like...eugh.)
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roeswater · 1 month
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!!! SELLING 2 TICKETS TO MITSKI IN CHICAGO MARCH 23 !!!
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reallifepotato · 2 years
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I am so sure this has been done before
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sunflowerseraph · 2 months
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Pain holders / managers in systems you are stronger than any us marine
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crocsforgeckos · 2 years
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No eyed girl more like no bitches🤣🤣
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holidehg · 2 years
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ngggggggghhhhh idk idk idk
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falled-over · 10 months
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gleamiarts · 2 years
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pizza wizard
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kirbychar · 9 months
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thinking thinking about how i was so so obsessed with this one school trip to england in 2015, how i missed it so much when we came back even though i couldnt rlly explain it and now recently how obsessed i am with my trip to scotland and how much i miss it and have this weird longing and i cant stop talking about it and thinking about coming back
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iamyourdensityy · 11 months
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I just watched Quantumania and Cassie Lang is so gay I'm crying
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She said and then built the fifth house.
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dracoj · 8 months
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what they dont tell you about adulthood is that it’s startlingly easy to go long periods of time without having any fun at all not even a little bit. btw this makes ur brain try to kill you with knives and hammers.
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variksel · 1 year
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i hate you ai art i hate you "unalive" i hate you youtube premium i hate you twitter 8$ checkmark i hate you nfts i hate you therapy app advertisements i hate you non-chronological timelines i hate you instagram reels i hate you subtle tiktok filters that cant be turned off i hate you family bloggers i hate you ads on true crime episodes i hate you facebook i hate you vr glasses on chickens i hate you dystopian social media
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hhhotmmmeat · 27 days
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why did mother nature have to give Flies such bad FOMO
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