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veryberryjelly · 5 months
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ribbon cuffs
pairing : kate bishop x reader
prompt : wrapping presents
𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲
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" y/n, can you help me a sec ? " you heard kate call from the living room.
she had been in there wrapping for around 25 minutes while you worked on making dinner and this was the first you'd heard anything from her since you parted ways.
you set down the knife you had been using to cook and turning down the stove to come to your heroes rescue.
" what's up ?" you questioned as you made your way into the living room.
your question was answered when you took in the scene infront of you.
lucky was sat on the arm chair, wrapped in three different colours of ribbon, fighting with a crumpled up piece of wrapping paper.
and then there was kate. sat on the floor infront of the coffee table, her hands tied together with the same ribbon wrapped around lucky.
" how did this happen ?" you asked incredulously, moving to crouch infront of your girlfriend and untie her hands.
" he was trying to eat the chocolates we bough for laura. but i ended up chasing him around the table, and the clever thing handcuffed me...somehow " she said with a soft laugh, her eyes focused on your hands as you undid the knots and twists that the labrador had created.
once you freed her hands, kate assisted you in unwrapping lucky from his colourful prison.
the two of you ended up with a pile of unwrapped ribbon that you would need to sort out, but for now, you could stuff the mess into a box and deal with it later.
after dinner, you helped kate finish wrapping the remaining presents.
and by 'help' you meant sit behind her as she wrapped them and hand her long strips of untangled ribbon to wrap around them.
the gifts were stacked onto the table before you went to bed, and when the three of you were curled up comfortably on the mattress, kate pulled out a piece of ribbon for lucky to play with, attached to her finger so that he couldnt get himself tangled up in that.
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fromdickinsonwithlove · 8 months
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Hailee Steinfeld on @robzangardi Instagram 8-29-23
Boyfriend Hailee has returned and I for one am here for it
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Dick wearing an arrow tie bar and the press are like oh ho ho what's a GOTHAM BOY doing shouting out Green Arrow???
Dick is clenching his jaw and his smile gets more and more unhinged as he explains no, actually, it's not about ANY vigilante but if it WAS he would PROBABLY be doing it to welcome Gotham's newest hero Hawkeye--
Hawkeye, is he, like, Nightwing's sidekick or something?
Dick is going to have an aneurysm, Steph texts Kate Bishop the entire exchange, Tim, who is torn between laughing his ass off or being genuinely worried Dick might commit murder, finds out what news outlets those reporters are from and for the next six months none of the Waynes will do interviews or even give quotes to them and they don't know why????
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I am EXTREMELLY sensible about this look
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you don't feel pretty, you just feel used - K.B.
(Part of my Red (Taylor's version) fics)
Song - The Lucky One
Pairing - Kate Bishop x Reader
Summary - When your date ignores you Kate is there to show you how you should be treated
18+ : smut; daddy!kate, sub!reader, thigh riding, nothing major idk
Word Count - 2204
A/N - this is kinda shit but i haven't written for like a month and wanted to finally post something also she's so hot and beefy in that gif i-
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You were starting to hate SHIELD agents. Sure, maybe it was just one particular agent that was the subject of your anger filled eyes but for tonight, your petty self hates them all. 
You thought it’d be nice, accept an invitation to a Stark party, maybe an Avenger bringing an agent to a party would look good - you didn’t know, you just didn’t want to go alone. So, you accepted their suggestion but of course they’d leave you sitting at the bar alone whilst they flirt with countless other people. You didn’t like them anyway, just thought a crappy trainee agent might enjoy a night out.
So, you let yourself sulk at the bar, dressed to the nines with nobody to appreciate it; feeling annoyed at yourself for thinking you’d finally have somebody to spend one of these repetitive nights with and like you could punch that stupid flirty smile from that stupid agent’s face.
You swilled the syrupy liquid in the bottom of your glass, watered down from the melted ice, cringing at the diluted taste as it burned down your throat. You smiled at the bartender as he slid another over to you, this time with an orange twist balanced on the rim, two fresh cubes of ice surrounded by the dark whiskey.
You couldn’t help but feel slightly sorry for yourself, mindlessly swinging your legs from the barstool, leaning your head on your hand as you looked out at other people who seemed to be having the time of their life. There’s only one person you’d want to spend this time with and you were yet to spot her in the crowds; she had spotted you though, looking over your body where you sat with effortless beauty. Her eyes were drawn to you the moment she stepped into the room and now she was waiting for an opportune time to slip away from the conversation she’d been dragged into.
It was a dull few minutes for her, nodding and smiling politely and quickly calling Sam over when she saw him. He glared at her playfully when she walked away, leaving him to be bored by the businessmen guests with endless questions, a sheepish smile and a shrug thrown his way. She nervously fidgeted with the rings on her fingers as she approached you, loosening her shoulders with a deep breath to psych herself up, mumbling potential opening lines under her breath. She was always nervous around you.
“Uh, hi - fancy seeing you here. At this bar, this party - well, of course you’re at this party, you’re an Avenger and I am too so. I knew you were gonna be here but hi.” She rushed out, blushing at the soft and amused smile you gave her, the same one you always give her.
“Hi Katie.” You smiled, gesturing to the stool beside you which she clumsily climbed onto. You couldn’t help but always smile at her endearing awkwardness, the ways she stumbles over her words. “You look great.” You grinned looking over her outfit, dark suit perfect on her body with a tie loosely hanging down, you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your skin burn hot. She always was so effortly attractive, everything about her was perfect to you, the small snort she does when she laughs and the way she rambles about anything and everything. You could listen to her all day.
“You look beautiful.” She smiled, such earnest in her tone and surprisingly no awkward blush, just a completely sincere look in her eyes as she took in the view. 
“Mm, well I’m glad you think so.” You hummed. “My date didn’t seem to.” You shrugged, pointing over to where they had their arms looped around someone else’s waist.
“Well, fuck them.” She grumbled, a blush in her cheeks but this time in annoyance accompanying the angry tone she rarely exudes. “You look perfect - like always.”
“You scrub up pretty perfectly yourself.” You returned, fiddling with the end of her tie where it hung down and she instinctively moved closer. She was so close you heard the breath leave her lips as she looked into your eyes, saw the movement of her neck as she swallowed thickly and the air seemed to heat up between you. “Come with me.” You breathed, pulling her towards you by her tie as you hopped down from the stool.
“Where are we going?” She muttered, following you through the crowds of people as you kept hold of her tie, looking even more beautiful in the brighter light of the hallways. Her hands subconsciously held onto your waist when she stumbled into you from a harsh pull, wrapping the tie around your hand to pull her closer.
“Kiss me.” You breathed, so close to her she could feel your breath against her lips, licking them nervously before using all of her confidence to close the space between you. She tasted like apple juice and vanilla vodka, an odd combination she swore by, her lips were perfectly soft against yours as she pulled you into her with her grip firm on your hips.
The way she kissed you was surprising, confident and sure movement of her lips against yours as she guided you backwards until your back was flush against the wall and her body was pressed against yours. 
Your hands looped around her body, holding onto her back with your hand getting lost in her hair, dark strands wrapped around your fingers as her lips perfectly melded with yours. You gasped slightly at the coldness of her rings against your skin where her hand slipped beneath your shirt to hold onto your waist, giving her the perfect opportunity to slip her tongue past your lips, kissing you with all the confidence you never knew she had.
She left a path of soft kisses across your jaw to your neck, softly biting into the flesh of your neck beneath your ear. “Would you, maybe, wanna go somewhere more private?” She asked beside your ear, grinning widely at you at the eager nod you answered her with, taking your hand and dragging you in the direction of her bedroom. 
You hurried with small giggles through the hallways, bright smiles at the finally revealed attraction you’d been harbouring for one another for a while. You smiled against each other’s mouths as she pulled you back into her as soon as the door shut behind you, laughing at the way you stumbled in your eagerness to be close, clumsily falling onto her bed from the push she gave you.
“I did not mean to push you that hard.” She laughed looking down to you where you sat on the edge of her bed.
“It was kind of hot actually.” You smiled, pulling her into you by her tie and pressing your lips to hers again. She lifted the hem of your shirt questioningly, watching with her lip caught between her teeth when you pulled it over your head and discarded it across the room along with your bra before leaning back on your elbows to watch her do the same.
Her eyes never left yours as she pulled her tie from around her neck, fiddling with the buttons of her shirt to reveal the soft skin beneath, discarding it along with her bra. The sight made your breath hitch in your throat, face flushing under her gaze and the smirk plastered across her lips as she continued to undress until only her underwear remained. 
“Like what you see?” She smirked as she approached you, crawling across to straddle your hips whilst you just dumbly nodded. “Makes a change for you to be the flustered one, huh?” She chuckled, cupping your jaw in her hand with her thumb stroking over your cheek.
“Oh shush.” You huffed though couldn’t help but be flustered more as her lips pressed kisses across your chest and she dragged her nails down your torso leaving goosebumps in their wake.
“Can I?” She asked, lifting the hem of your trousers, only tugging them and your underwear from your body after receiving an eager nod from you. “So beautiful.” She muttered, dragging her eyes over your naked body beneath her, adoring the sight she’d longed to feast her eyes upon for so long. 
She positioned herself over your leg, pushing her lips to yours again in a lust filled kiss, lips moving together whilst your hands idly roamed her back and your bare chests pressed together. It was a glorious feeling, finally having her in the way you wanted with her soft skin against yours, only feeling better with the way her fingers danced across your body venturing south.
“This okay?” She asked, her breath hot against your lips from her proximity, as her hand grew ever nearer to where you wanted her most.
“Mhm, please.” You nodded, sighing out at the way she slid her fingers through your folds.
“Fuck, so wet for daddy already huh?” She asked, pushing her fingers into you with ease, the name she’d given herself had only left you craving her more, wanting nothing more in this moment than her, her touch, her lips. 
Her fingers curled inside you, tips brushing over your g-spot in a perfect motion and the heel of her palm brushing over your clit whilst she kissed your neck. Never have you seen her successfully multitask but somehow she was able to push her fingers into you in the best way, bite into the skin of your neck and grind herself onto your thigh all at the same time; if your head wasn’t going fuzzy from the feelings between your thighs you’d be in awe at her skills.
You pulled her face back to yours, stomach twinging in arousal at the moan that bounced from the back of her throat to yours. You pulled away from the kiss with a bite to her bottom lip, leaving a path of kisses across her jaw to her neck, no doubt leaving marks behind from how you sucked onto her skin.
“Daddy, I’m so close.” You breathed out, groaning internally at how her actions slowed at your words.
“Hold it, baby. Cum with me, hm?” She returned, looking down to you with lust blown eyes, her lip bitten between her teeth and her thumb stroking over your cheek where she tenderly cupped your face in her palm. Her breathing quickened as she pushed her clothed centre over your thigh, thrusts growing sloppy as she neared her climax. You gripped onto her hips to aid her movements, fingernails digging into her skin at the sudden pressure of her thumb over your clit. 
“Fuck, I’ve always wondered what you’d look like under me like this. Let me hear you, baby.”
It didn’t take much more for you to fall apart at her touch, moaning out beside her ear as she pressed tentative kisses along your collarbone and the grunt of pleasure she let out through shuddered breaths as she came moments later was music to your ears. 
Your lips reunited in a messy kiss through heaving breaths and lust filled air, tongues swirling together whilst your hands tangled in her hair to hold her close. Her teeth nipped at the skin of your chest, trailing down teasingly slowly as your hand stroked through her hair. She kissed over your thighs, softly biting into the flesh before looking directly into your eyes as her tongue licked a stripe through your folds to your clit.
The confidence and intensity of her gaze was enough to set your skin on fire, a feeble whining at the pleasure of her lips latching onto you with a suck. She hummed at the sweet taste of you on her tongue, wrapping her arms around your legs with her nails digging into your thighs with dominance to keep your hips from bucking upwards in search of your release.
Your hand tugged on her hair with her actions, skilled lapping of her tongue over your aching bud and a stare that never wavered; watching your mouth hang open with heavy breath and choked moans, your eyes scrunching closed from the pleasure. The sight was perfect to her, only spurring on her motions.
“Fuck, Kate. ‘M so close.” You stuttered out, hand squeezing into a fist tangled within her hair making her groan against you. The vibrations of the sound along with the particularly harsh suck onto your clit was enough to send you over the edge, cumming into her mouth with a moan.
You looked down to see her hungry eyes on you still, her tongue swiping over her glistening lips cleaning away every drop of you she could as she crawled back over you.
“You taste so good, princess.” She muttered, kissing you again and you could taste yourself on your tongue. You rolled her over to switch positions, straddling her waist and looking down at the beautiful sight, eagerly pressing your lips to every bit of skin you could.
“My turn.” You smirked, kissing your way down her body as she watched with her bottom lip gripped between her teeth. “Let me make you feel good, daddy.”
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meadow-anderson · 2 years
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SWEATER WEATHER
pairing: kate bishop x female reader
kate’s indulgence into taking out her work frustrations, sfw-ish, condescension, dom! kate, will probably have a very smutty part 2 when i have the motivation to write
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you’re reaching out for the door, desperate to enter the apartment and allow yourself to return to a safe body temperature when you hear
“It’s open”
the first thing you notice is how her voice sounds course and heavy, the thick tone creating a reluctance that builds in your stomach, travels up and finally reaches your hand itching it away from the door handle. You know that tone, you’re pretty sure you created that tone- that viscous build up of frustration and anger coursing through her that’s so all consuming that only you can quiet the noise.
So you open the door and set down the heavy bags that were leaving indents in your wrists.
“so what happened?” You look over to see her slumped against the island, a drink skewed across from her that you could guess had already taken effect, and a badly wrapped bandage twisted across her left arm.
“fucked it” she grunts straightening up slightly to get a good look at you, her blue eyes are faded and chastened but they still eagerly make their way up your body, Stopping suddenly at the strap and white lace appearing from underneath the suspiciously low neckline your sporting.
She pushes her chair backwards, the wooden legs scraping against the floor as she begins to walk towards you, she’s not even making eye contact whilst you begin to back up like scared caught prey against the wall. you catch your breath, trapping it within your throat as her bloodied fingers trace across the fabric, her nails gliding across the skin of your neck and eventually forming a grasp against your jaw “doesn’t it kind of ruin the whole function of a sweater to have it hang this low?” she cocks her head to the side her thumb swaying side to side against the apple of your cheek.
you want to reply with something snarky, smack her hand off of your face and remind her that she got it for you when you were christmas shopping last year, how she’d held the hanger against you and told you how incredible you’d look in it. But it’s that tone again and it puts you in your place, activates something inside of you like some sort of submissive sleeper agent. So you stay quiet, looking up at her as you press the side of your face into her hand, almost begging for any variation of her touch. “you wanna know what happened?” She replaces her previous question as she etches towards your neck.
almost had the guy.. cornered him.. he pulled out a knife you desperately try to listen as she mumbles against you, try not wince at the stings, try to not do anything that will make you fall out of the line of obedience. until she reaches a particularly sensitive spot and a slight whimper escapes your lips. you pout as she backs away, staring down at you.
“is it hard baby?” she asks her voice coaxed in thick condescension
“is it hard to have to listen to my little problems when you’re so desperate?”
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its-white-wolf · 1 year
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Reminder to Marvel fans that Yelena is canonically aroace!!
Please stop shipping her with other characters, we already get so little representation and there's so many other ships you get get attatched to, just please leave Yelena out of it
Sincerely, a tired aroace guy
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kate-bishops-waifu · 1 year
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"how can we make her more gay?" -someone at marvel probably.
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hail-leigh18 · 2 years
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cinamonqirl · 1 year
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WOUNDS
(a little fluff and a little smut)
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Injuried!Kate Bishop x Female Reader
Part II
Summary: Kate comes into your room through the window after a little mission, obviously hurt, hoping you'd take care of her. But while cleaning her wounds, something more happens.
Warnings: cursing. pet names (Kate calling r etc. princess). blood mentions. Kate touches r a little.
A/N: Hi! I wrote it a bit fast, but I hope it came out okay. I was inspired by the scene with Gwen and Peter Parker in "Amazing Spiderman". Because I haven't seen such an idea on tumblr yet, so I did it. Kate is such a boyfriend material. Have a good day/night! 💗
I appreciate every reblog and comment! 💐
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You were reading a book when a knock on the window interrupted you. You can confirm that you almost had a heart attack, because who would enter your room in the evening through the window that is on the second floor. But you felt relieved when you saw the silhouette of a familiar person, even though you had no idea what she was doing here.
Kate pointed to the window, show you to open it. You immediately got up from where you were and went to the window to let her in. The wind blew into your room as she came in, making you shiver and you instinctively grabbed your arms from cold wind, just having short sleeve top on yourself.
"You need to start using the front door" you giggled remembering how many times Kate burst into your room through the window to see you with the excuse that your parents are at home and can't get in through the front door and it's still easy for her to climb under your window.
"Yeah" she chuckled hoarsely as she leaned her head against the wall. Closing the window you didn't notice that something was wrong then when you turned to her and found her leaning against the wall with a single cuts on her face and stain of blood on her hoodie. The sight and her heavy breathing made you panic a little.
"Kate, are you okay?" you immediately rushed to her with hands on her chest, then to her cut part of the bloody hoodie. But you quickly looked at her worriedly, waiting for an answer because you know an archer needs some time to breathe.
"Yeah, yeah" she panted as she pushed her head off the wall to look down at you. You were a little relieved that she gently grabbed your waist, and only now did you notice how close you were to her. Because out of sudden anxiety, you pounced on her completely ignoring the fact that you were so close, just to make sure she was okay. You blushed, lowering your eyes to look back at bloody stain. While the girl in front of you was catching her breath but couldn't help a small smirk creeping across her face as she saw your blush on your cheeks.
"Um maybe sit down somewhere" you thought as she gripped your waist tightly now for support. She nodded eagerly, and you helped her fall onto your pouffe, leaning against the cornea with her head tilted back and her legs dangling to make a space for you. Sitting on the end of the pouf, you put your hair behind your ear to look at her wound while she is panting. Kate snorted softly under her breath thinking you were cute when you were so worried about her.
"I'm fine" she warned even though she was breathing hard as she saw you open your mouth to say something. You ignored her comment to glance at her bloody hoodie, which had been bothering you since you saw it. You lifted the fabric to reveal a slight gash on her stomach, which (thankfully) wasn't deep. It just seemed to be slightly cut with a penknife or something sharp. But you mentally cursed yourself for staring at her abs for so long. Why does she look so hot even though she's injured? You definitely shouldn't think that.
Kate glanced at the wound, grimacing. "Oh fuck" she gasped, throwing her head back. You carefully slid the fabric back to start asking questions.
"What happened?" You asked, raising your head to look at the archer in confusion. You were clearly stressed out, and playing with the fabric of her hoodie showed it.
"I was on mission, and one of the thugs must have cut me with a knife or something" she replied after a moment of catching her breath. You bit your lip nervously.
"Gosh Kate" you gave her a worried look while picking at the fabric of her hoodie, "Why aren't you wearing a suit?" You noticed looking at her plain gray hoodie and pair of jeans.
"It's damaged, and I was supposed to be on a really quick case" she explained calmly. "So I wear something random" she gave you a meaningful look, knowing you would think her reckless.
"You're such a dork" you announced after staring at her for a while as Kate ran her tongue along the inside of her cheek and jaw twisting, knowing you didn't really mean it.
"Okay" she mumbled, giving you a cocky smile before throwing her head back. You watched her with a slight smirk, biting your lip before you caught yourself staring at her. You grunted, trying to forget about the incident, and tried to ignore the strange feeling towards the archer who felt your eyes on herself.
"Okay, I'll go get something to clean your wounds. So that my parents don't find out" you pulled away from her trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach "So don't move from here" you warned, pointing to which Kate lifted sarcastic hands in defense.
"Sure princess" she giggled at your bossiness as you walked out the door. You won't admit it, but you liked the way she called you.
Kate watched intently as you burst into the room wobbly, with a rag and hydrogen dioxide and a few bandages in your hands. You can't deny that you're a little embarrassed by the way she looks at you.
"Okay I told my parents I'm doing homework, so they won't come here" you said hastily sitting down in the same place you were before. Kate nodded, watching you slightly nervous as you waved your arms around quickly.
You sighed and closed your eyes, relaxing for a moment. Kate raised her eyebrows at you, unable to understand why you were more nervous than she was. After a while you opened your eyes a little reassured "Are you sure you're more comfortable here?" You asked after a moment, noticing that the pouf is quite small. Also, how close you are to the archer It knocks you off track. "You can always lie on my bed" you suggested noting that she would be much more comfortable there.
"No, no, that's okay" she denied immediately pulling herself up to sit up more, so she was even closer to you. She didn't mind lying in an uncomfortable position while you were closer than ever. "I will stain your lovely sheets" she took a look at your sheets in a pattern of flowers which she thought was really cute and very much your style. You followed her gaze to actually snort at her comment. And Kate's smile widened seeing your cute smile.
"Okay. So be it" you giggled, feeling a little shy. Well, you guess you have to endure this closeness. "maybe first the wound on your belly" you said without waiting for an answer and dipping the a piece of cloth in hydrogen peroxide.
"Sure, but maybe I should take my hoodie off" she says grabbing the end of her hoodie to take it off completely, leaving her in black shirt. She quickly threw the sweatshirt next to her, grabbing her shirt, lifting it a little higher than before, probably to show off her form to you.
You looked at her one last time before placing a soaked cloth in substance over her wound carefully. A growl escaped her lips and her jaw clenched tight at the terible feeling. The only thing that calmed her down was your gentle touch on her skin. You noticed that her stomach muscles were now more visible, which knocked you out of your rhythm a bit, so you looked up to see if the black-haired girl had seen it, but she was too busy with the pain with her head tilted back. You bit your lip, trying to focus on cleaning her wound so your thoughts wouldn't accidentally wander elsewhere.
"Oh fuck, it hurts more than it seems" she gasped through clenched teeth.
"Just a moment" you calmed down, bringing her attention back to you. Kate watched intently as you bit your lip in concentration, thinking you looked cute. She could look at you all day without getting bored. You couldn't ignore the strange feeling in the pit of your stomach as you felt her eyes on you, and you made no secret of the fact that it knocked you out of your rhythm.
"Stop staring at me like that, you creep" you put down the cloth to slap her shoulder playfully to hide the red blush on your cheeks that Kate had already noticed anyway. She bit her lip at your flirty slap that so many girls have already used on Kate when she was teasing them.
"Are you really beating up an even more hurt person?" She asked sarcastically, watching you peel off the protective paper from the large bandage.
"Yes" you mumbled arrogantly as you applied a bandage to her stomach wound, sliding the fabric of her sweatshirt behind her to obscure the alluring view of her stomach. Kate looked at you pretending to be offended, then snorted at your arrogance. You looked up to see the cuts on her face with the cloth in your hand, and Kate was so stared at you that she didn't understand your gesture and she just keep looking at you. You noticed this, and your courage dropped a bit, feeling overwhelmed by her gaze, not quite knowing what to do.
"Uhm can you move a little" you asked quietly, gesturing your hands shyly.
"Oh right" she did as you said and pulled herself up a bit to sit down, leaning one elbow on the cornea of ​​the pouffe and the other on the back of the backrest, holding on. You moved closer to the archer, trying to ignore her intense gaze on you. You cleared your throat, trying to focus on cleaning the wound on her forehead. Kate definitely noticed your nervousness, and she was a little amused by it, especially since you'd quieted down when you'd asked questions before and now you're kinda shy.
"Be glad I didn't kick you out, and that I'm helping you, Bishop" you said sarcastically, sticking little piece of bandage to her chin wound. Why do her slits have to be so close to her mouth? It's like she specifically had said to these thugs to hit her face as close to her mouth as possible because she knew she was going to go to you, even though it sounds ridiculous, and she definitely she didn't ask for it.
"You wouldn't do that princess" she murmured, relaxing under your touch. She wanted to tease you a bit, and maybe something more would happen along the way.
"Princess" you repeated, amused. You couldn't hide from yourself that you liked the name she called you again a little more and more.
"Mh" she crooned, sure you don't mind the nickname. And you don't mind at all, you feel special. You snorted in response, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. Sometimes you can't stand the way she teases you. You reached for a bandage to stick it over her slightly split nose. Her eyes stare at you even more, and you can tell she's doing it on purpose.
"Stop looking at me with those eyes" You said smiling shyly, shaking your head blushing. You really can't stand her eyes on you, because that gaze is utterly lustful. Her dark laid back eyes speak for themselves how much she wants you.
"What eyes?" She asked, pretending to be confused. But she knows exactly how she looks at you and how does that affect you. You lowered your head in disbelief, but quickly her hand found its way to your chin, lifting it slightly so that you would look at her. And your gaze finally slid to her lips and you mentally cursed yourself for it. Kate took as a sign that you want to kiss her, so she moved her face closer to you, waiting for the perfect moment, moving her hand to your jaw, tucking your naturally curly strands of hair behind your ear falling out of the messily holding clip at the back of your head. Her charming smile only grew bigger seeing your blush.
The archer knew you didn't glance at her mouth to see if there were any cuts, because it looked like you had been wrestling with yourself for quite some time not to look at it. You knew immediately what she meant when you could feel her breath on your lips. You wanted to kiss her, but you knew it wasn't end on just a kiss. You were confused as you stared blankly at her lips. Kate smiled to herself as she saw you no longer pull away. Fuck it, it's too late to change your mind.
Without thinking, you leaned in and kissed her lips, and the archer almost immediately returned the gently kiss. You placed your hands on her chest, pressing harder against her lips. She smiled to herself as she placed her hand on your thigh, squeezing your skin. She leaned in more and kissed you passionately, and now you know that she kisses well and is experienced at it. You moaned into the kiss, feeling the need between your legs grown, and you thought less and less about the fact that Kate was hurt.
Your kisses became more passionate, and due to the fact that the position was uncomfortable, you quickly swung your leg to the other side to straddle on Kate's lap and during this time, she watched you with lust in her eyes as you carefully sit on her lap, and she gasped at this gesture. Her hands on your hips pulled you closer, and her hands quickly slid under your shirt, stroking your smooth skin that she had longed to touch. You're not sure if it's really happening.
You quickly leaned in, already missing her amazing lips where you wish they were somewhere else. When you ran out of breath, you decided to slide down to her neck, leaving sloppy kisses there to give her some pleasure. The archer threw her head back this time in pleasure, biting her lower lip.
"Mmmm... that's it" she murmured, tightening her hands on your waist, showing you how much she enjoyed it. "good girl, you know how to please me" she praised you, enjoying your every sweet kiss. After a moment you returned to her mouth, and a moment later her hand went to your shorts, slipping her hand into them, which knocked you out of your rhythm. She definitely knows what she's doing to you.
Kate felt the satisfaction of hearing your soft moans as she caressed your clit, feeling how wet the material was. Therefore, seeing that you were more busy with what she was doing down, she slid down to your neck, kissing your delicate skin. And you hope your parents don't hear you moan. You took a deep breath, wondering at the last moment if you really want to do this right now.
"Kate wait" you interrupted to grab her hand which had strayed into your shorts. She looked at you questioningly as she felt you pull her hand out of your panties. You want to continue, but you're afraid your parents will find themselves in your room hearing your groans.
"Yeah?" She spoke cautiously, waiting for an answer from you.
"We can't now. My parents are home" you gave her an apologetic smile. Kate raised her eyebrows in surprise at your answer, because you told your parents you were doing your homework and they shouldn't come in here.
"If you keep quiet, they won't catch us" she whispered wanting to go back to your mouth but your hands on her chest stopped her.
"No Kate. It's not just that, you're injured, you should rest" you explained more seriously this time. She frowned her eyebrows, wondering what might happen to her little wound if you allow yourself a little more. You must be really worried about her if you're concerned about such a small wound.
"Rest? It's just a little scratch" she tried to convince you by pulling herself up higher because during your kissing session she slipped a bit.
"A little scratch that still can make you get bad, If you're not careful" you said wisely, pressing your poiting finger to her chest. You watched her tongue run over her bottom teeth as she looked at you thoughtfully.
"Okay nanny, but you have to make it up to me" she warned joking, and you rolled your eyes sarcastically at her blackmail, which you knew didn't sound innocent. But you're sure the thought of Kate finally making you feel good will haunt you, till she came into your room when your parents are finally be absent one day.
"So be it" you agreed after staring at her in disbelief for a moment, then showering her cheeks with kisses.
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After a few kisses and laughs, Kate decided to go home since it was already late, and she don’t want to worry you.
"Are you sure you don’t want to stay?" You asked quietly as you pulling down the sleeves of your sweatshirt because of the cold.
She snort quietly at your tired voice wishing she could stay here with you and watch you sleep in her arms.
"Nah, I have to go to Clint, and check myself to him" she says quietly smiling at you. You nod yawning, and she thinks that’s cute of you.
"But I’ll come to you tomorrow, okay princess?" She walks over to you, running her fingers through your hair admiring you.
"Okay Katie" You whisper smiling at her, and she smiles back at you kissing your forehead. You both feel love for each other. After a few moments of just staring at each other, you snuggled into her chest needing her warm. She immediately wrapped her arms around you, pulling you closer. It’s so comforting you almost fell asleep in her arms.
You pulled back still smiling at her which makes her heart melt. You see her approach the window and before she goes out you stop her.
"Kate wait" you say approaching to her, and she immediately looks at you when you call her name. You rise on your tiptoes to catch her cheeks in both hands and kiss her for the last time today. Kate kiss you back smiling like a fool for a kiss.
"That was cute" she whispers softly after you pulled back. You giggled at her comment blushing like a teenage girl who fell in love. Kate finally comes out, and you say "Be careful" before closing window.
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Kate is the boyfriend
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Yelena Belova & Kate Bishop & Peter Parker, Yelena Belova & Kate Bishop & Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones, Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop Additional Tags: Female Peter Parker, Idiots in Love, Yelena Belova is a Good Bro, Kate Bishop Is a Good Bro, Mutual Pining, Peter Parker is a Mess, Bisexual Peter Parker Summary:
The bar was filled with people, so a minus 10 points but the atmosphere was chill, so a plus. There was a karaoke corner, a pool table and –
 “Pen, you need to breathe.” Was heard from a frantic Kate Bishop on noticing that her friend had stop the deed which was required for her continued existence.
 The reason of course was her.
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Pining Bi disaster Penny and Scheming Hawkeye and Black Widow
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DC crossover anon: OKAY OKAY SO CONSIDER… Kate and Dick Grayson. The PARALLELS. Dick knows what it’s like to just be a normal guy on a team full of powered people, to feel like you need to earn your seat at the table. Dick fought for respect as Robin, as Nightwing… Kate did it as Hawkeye. She went toe to toe with Steve for this right. Dick struck out in a new town like Kate did in taking off for the west coast. They understand the hero worship, only to be struck with how human your mentor really is. And listen, if Kate had a nickel for every time she wound up running with a former circus performer who pretends to be a himbo but is actually really fuckin smart…? Well, she’d only have two nickels, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice.
A/N: I am so sorry this has been languishing in my drafts for months and even though i have more thoughts i want to post it because hi i am IN LOVE with them ilu dc nonny
Oh my godddd ohhhhhmy goddddddddddd
I am seeing them getting ready for (superhero) work and realizing they picked up the wrong batons which is so DUMB and so CUTE or maybe they even got as far as superheroing and Kate is like HUH well THAT wasn't supposed to happen as she's standing over some twitching goon and calling Dick like "Hey babe I think we need to label the batons better just a thought" and Dick who is FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE because Kate doesn't have tasers is like YA THINK???? (I am so sorry for yelling babe I wasn't mad at you I was mad at the situation and also the literal clown I was fighting)
Do they meet at a rich person gala and Kate is trying to figure out if Bruce is Tony Stark rich dude or Justin Hammer rich dude and realizes what better way to infiltrate this sus billionaire than by getting tight with his kids? They both absolutely know how to ballroom dance. Do they meet because Kate decides to take some aerial classes??? DUO ACRO ROUTINE MY BELOVED?!?!?! (OH my goddddddd Dick teaching circus classes? Kate and Clint taking circus classes and he critiques Dick the whole time but they bond over how the Joker is a bad clown. Not like evil, but like, bad at being a clown. The fucking audacity of him.)
Universe mash up where the Avengers et al and the Justice League et al come together for some reason and Nightwing and Hawkeye are impressed with one another in a professional way and then Bruce(Wayne) and Steve(Rogers) decide to set them up by sending them on fake missions together only because Kate is Kate it keeps backfiring and the fake missions all become real missions. It's OK though because they all come together to defeat an interdimensional villain and then there's a frantic makeout session
Kate and Dick would be able to pull off one of my favorite tropes "we've been dating for 3 1/2 years but everyone thinks we just team up to fight crime." Everyone thinks the teamups are because their teamup name is NightHawk. Obvi. Whatever version of them getting together, a total of three people know. One of them is Damian who Does Not Care Thank You Very Much (he does. He cares SO MUCH. when is the wedding he wants to know he had BETTER be a GROOMSMAN, RICHARD. He's already training Lucky to be the ringbearer. But he super mega doesn't care he thinks they're idiots.)
UGH SECRET IDENTITY SHENANIGANS (assuming a crossover where Kate can maintain a secret identity for more than 30 seconds) does the general public think that Dick is dating Hawkeye? That Kate is dating Nightwing? DO THE BUTTS MATCH????
How long before she gives up and starts calling him Dick? She absolutely can't at first, stop LAUGHING, Tommy, and at first the Batfam thinks she's kind of posh and weird like Damian because she's calling him "Richard" does he even actually want to be called Dick she doesn't know!
How into it is Dick when they go to some super shitty bar in Bludhaven and she kicks his ass at pool? He is so super into it its not even funny, honestly any time Kate kicks his ass he is VERY into it.
Kate is out here a small business owner where she is LITERALLY a detective and then at night saving the world? Dick why does that weirdly sound like Bruce? Dick? Do you call Kate daddy Dick WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY ITS A SERIOUS QUESTION
Also I was looking at this on my phone and my eye caught the phrase "struck out" and I am obSESSed with Dick striking out with Kate (trying to date her to get intel on her dad?) while Jason actually gets her to agree to dinner and obviously Jason will never let Dick forget this ever. After dinner--during dinner?--something happens and that's when they realize that Hawkeye (who has been flirting with Nightwing and they're sort of crime fighting dating) just went on a date with Red Hood (they shoot at each other once a week) and that Kate TURNED DOWN the guy she has actually sort of BEEN DATING FOR TWO MONTHS???
Tim texts the entire Batfam about this. Babs steals Kate's phone and texts her entire team. It's terribly embarrassing for Dick and Kate but really brings their teams together.
DICK ADVISING KATE ON GETTING A SIDEKICK?!?!? Damian trying to convince kid!Loki to be Kate's sidekick? DAMIAN AND KATE TEAMUP WHEN DICK IS SICK!?!?! And just. The amount the Batfam would adore Kate. Because she's Kate, because of how happy Dick is when he's with her, because she shares interests with like all of them, Kate and Damian SWORDFIGHTING
I can't decide if Dick's acrobatic training is the only reason he can beat Kate in a fight, or if it's the only reason Kate can beat Dick in a fight (I think they're pretty evenly matched.) On the one hand, Dick's use of acrobatics in his fighting style is pretty unusual and even trained fighters are going to be unprepared for some of his moves. On the other hand, I can see Clint either showing Kate some tricksy moves from his circus days, or Kate just picking it up by observing him. Idk it would be very funny because the acrobatics thing is unique, it gives Dick's moves an edge and he's honestly not used to losing fights and then Kate just. Fucking clotheslines him.
Now that I think about it,
Okay. okay. For Kate, fighting Dick is a lot like fighting Clint. They're built similar and have the acrobatics background. Kate is used to fighting people like Dick. Dick is less used to fighting people like Kate. You remember that picture of an eagle sitting next to a housecat, where it was captioned "I eat things like you, but not your size/I eat things your size but not like you"? That's them.
They also do yoga together after a long night of fighting crime. Also Kate is so protective of Dick it's kind of funny, Dick is ABSOLUTELY capable of taking care of himself but he is SO OKAY with Kate taking care of him, of her being a little feral about him in public, he wants the title of Boytoy. Tim says that Dick is Kate's poor little meow meow and look. points were made. Dick is just SO GOOPY about her in private but if you so much as look at Hawkeye in that tone of voice Nightwing will wreck your shit.
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can you do rough g!p kate bishop??
BOYFRIEND
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PAIRINGS: Kate bishop x reader
WORD COUNT: 1,149
WARNINGS: smut, cheating (R had a husband), kitchen sex, breeding, Kate has a dick, being caught, blood kink, knife kink, use of knives, kinda playboy!Kate, degrading, praise kink, think that’s all :)
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!
Your walls clamped tightly around the younger woman’s cock as she drove into you, forcing her hand over your mouth in order to silence your loud moans. Your eyes squeezed shut while your body continued to rock back and forth, her smirk only bringing you more annoyance combined with a sick pleasure. Your husband was sleeping a singular room away, your body being placed on the cold counter of the kitchen as Kate stood in front of you. Her clothes had been discarded previously along with yours, creating a small pile of fabric by her feet but neither of you could care less about the mess.
“You need to be quiet, slut. Weren’t you just worrying about him hearing you?” She muttered in a hushed tone, yet you could still hear it loud and clear as the words seeped into your mind, the degrading nickname sending you into spirals. She picked up on this.
“Awh, you like it when Daddy tells you how bad you are? You must fucking love it, I can feel you clenching around me.” She moaned lowly, goosebumps traveling across her body as a chill went down her spine. You weren’t the first to be panting beneath her, but you were definitely her favorite sight out of all.
“C’mon, tell me, tell me how much you love it.” She removed her hand from your face, and before you could even process what she had done, whimpers were escaping you faster than the speed of light.
“I-I love it, Daddy.” She slapped your cheek, causing the rising tears to suddenly fall onto the now reddened skin.
“You love what, baby?” You threw your head back, hands fumbling to find her biceps as you held onto her for dear life. Her grip landed on your thighs as she held you firmly, her face close as she created marks of her arrival on your neck.
“I love it when- fuck! I love it when you treat me like a bitch, wanna be your slut.” She groaned, chuckling darkly in response. You should’ve never let her back in, but when she came to your door late at night after sending you a quick yet truthful ‘I miss you’ message, you knew there was no hope. You felt so shameful for acting on such sins, but it felt so heavenly when her cock would tear you up in ways your husband could never do.
That’s when it all started, her pinning you to the wall as she groped you through the loose pajamas you had worn for your partner, only to receive a small compliment before he went to bed, not even registering what you were ensuing or just not wanting it. Kate would never. She’d never miss an opportunity to worship your body in all the ways he failed to do. She thought, no, knew he was a fucking idiot for not falling to his knees and begging to make sweet love to you right then and there, so it was her job to make up for it.
“Maybe I’ll get you on your knees to suck me off like a dirty whore. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” You nodded sharply, placing your chin on her shoulder as she inhaled your scent. It was her favorite perfume, the one she bought you during her shopping spree where only you were on her mind, resulting in thousands of dollars worth of clothing, expensive jewelry, and slutty lingerie, none that were meant for your husband's eyes.
She fluttered her eyes open as her sight landed on a knife holder placed on the same counter you were just on, now you were in her arms and it was even better.
“Here’s the deal, baby,” She started. “You’re gonna cum all over my cock and in return, I’m gonna fill up this pretty cunt. Then, I’m gonna take that knife, and ‘ima carve my name on your beautiful body. So whenever Steve wants to fuck you, he’ll see that you’re all mine.” There was a part of you that feared the pain she’d cause, but the other side of you craved it. You craved her touch, whether it was sweet or painful, you wanted it all.
“Please- need your babies, Daddy.” You pulled on her long, black hair that caused an ache in her scalp, but she didn’t mind. Your feet dug into her ass, your legs around her waist starting to become sore.
“I’ll make you a Mommy, baby girl, I fucking promise.” She grabbed the sharp object, now holding your entire weight in just one arm. Her strength had always amazed you.
The blade sunk into you, causing you to let out a silent scream. She bit her lip as blood seeped out of you, droplets landing on the counter and floor. It hurt so bad, but it felt so good.
“You doing okay?” She asked in the heat of the moment, and you could feel the care she held for you, creating a puddle of warmth in your heart.
“Yeah, ju-just keep going…please?” She didn’t give a worded response, only continuing as you asked. You looked down, noticing the letter being carved into your soft skin. It was a K, and you realized there would be no hiding it from Steve. This was it. This was the moment when everything would change for better or for worse.
Her thrusts weren’t as fast but exchanged for a deep, powerful desire. She didn’t want to ruin her creation, she wanted it to be perfect, it’s what you deserved.
“Nothing but the best for my princess.” She admired her work before disposing of the knife, letting her thumb brush over the open wound. Now she could fulfill her promise, now she could release her finish deep inside of you like both of you had been wanting for months now. Ever since you two slept together for the first time, it all changed. You couldn’t get enough of one another, you’d grown addicted as if she was some sort of drug, a highly illegal drug that is.
“Cum.” A small phrase did so much as your release instantly hit, bringing Kate even closer. She wasn’t letting you go, not even when her thrusts stilled in response to her cum filling you up, a few drops leaking out of you and joining the mess on the floor.
“Take it. Fucking take it, whore.” You choked out a sob as you felt your womb being filled to the brim, just like she planned.
“I hope you get pregnant, just so I can show that bitch you’re mine.” There was a small moment of silence between the two of you, the only sound being your shared pants and your winces whenever she brushed over your torn skin.
“Y/N? Honey, is that you?” You both shared a look of fear when the deep voice was heard.
“Shit.”
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Romance Tropes with Marvel Characters
Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Thor, Loki, Tony Stark, Kate Bishop, Peter Parker x Reader
Tags: fluff, enemies to lovers, kissing, sleeping around, doubt, confession, teasing
A/N: Back with my favorite romance tropes. God there are a lot of these.
STEVE ROGERS + LAST TO KNOW
You and everyone around you know that there's feelings between the two of you, everyone but Steve himself. He's not dumb, far from it but when it comes to romance you need to be really direct with him because subtlety has been getting you nowhere really fast and you needed to fix that. You need clear, blatant flirting, you need to wink at him, you need to tell him you like the things he does, that you like him point blank. Once he gets that he will take the gentleman route and ask you on a date.
BUCKY BARES + NOT GOOD ENOUGH
Bucky feels like there's flaws in everything he does with you, that somehow he will end up messing things up no matter how well he plans them out. His whole life has been a series of mistakes and accidents. While he knows for a fact that you're not that for him he wants to work extra hard to make sure you're not making a mistake by dating him. If only he knew that who he was was already good enough, that he is already your perfect someone. And all his imperfections are also part of why you love him.
SAM WILSON + SECRET ADMIERER
Pines over you for a good long while. Sam really wants to make sure you like him before he makes his real move so he does things like live flowers and little cute gifts in your locker. It has so be someone from the team but you don't figure out who until you catch him on his way from the flower shop, with the exact flowers appearing in your locker for the past month. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out. And since you already did and seemed t be happy with his gifts he might as well confess right now, with flowers in hand.
NATASHA ROMANOFF + BEST FRIEND'S SIBLING
Natasha is always there when you go to visit Yelena and she's always teasing you. This is much to Yelena's annoyance because she knows you like Natasha too. You never get too flirty when you're in the company of others but over the phone is a different story. When you become a couple Natasha jokes about you becoming Yelena's new sibling, something which Yelena is jokingly appalled by. Natasha is the type of person to make kissy noises at you just to annoy her little sister.
CLINT BARTON + AFRAID TO COMMIT
You and Clint have had a casual on and off relationship for years. When things are about to get serious he breaks it off, saying he needs time to think about it but you never seem to move on from this one spot. While frustrating you know why that is, he's already lost his family once, he doesn't want to risk losing someone he's grown to care so much about. He would rather that he didn't start to care, that it was casual but it's not and he does care, and that's why he's scared of opening up to you further.
THOR + PROTECTOR
For such a big guy Thor can be real cagey with his romantic feelings. He will flirt for sure, he'll even try to sleep with you but he will always maintain his status as your protective best friend. In fact he will even go so far as to say that the reason he's so flirty is because he's protecting you from other people who have bothered you before. While you can appreciate that he could do all of that too if he admitted to himself that he wanted to be your boyfriend. Was it really that easy? Was he really overthinking things for once?
LOKI + OLD ENEMIES
You and Loki go way back as enemies, even the most petty things you had to argue about and see who will come out on top. That attitude eventually transferred over to the bedroom but you never stopped being enemies. You're always at each other's throats when you see each other and then pretend like you don't think about each other when you're not fighting. There's never a confession that happens between you two because there's nothing to confess, you already know that you love to hate each other.
TONY STARK + SLEEPS WITH EVERYONE BUT YOU
Being the playboy that caught feelings for you of course Tony isn't gonna make it worse by sleeping with you. He wants to so bad but once he does there would be no running from his feelings anymore. So he sleeps with other people, however he doesn't brag about it like usual, not to you anyway, but you know. Eventually it stops working, he can't stay away from you anymore. But he doesn't want to sleep with you and then confess, he has to take you out on a date, kiss you, confess and then if you still want him, sleep with you.
KATE BISHOP + FRIENDS TO LOVERS
No amount of superhero work can rip Kate away from her best friend. You bet she tells you who she is from the simple fact that she knows you'll keep it a secret and because you're used to people being after her because of her money. Sleepovers are a regular thing with the two of you, as are cuddles, kisses though... those are a bit new. She panicked when she kissed you, said it was an accident. How could it be though when you wanted it to happen too? And what if you'd like for it to happen again?
PETER PARKER + OBLIVIOUS TO LOVE
As much as he is a genius, Peter can be a little oblivious to romance. Okay, very oblivious. He's an awkward guy and he rarely makes the first move. But if you can show him that you're really into him... no he won't get it. You need to be the one to ask him out on a date. Then he will put his best foot forward and make sure you are swept off your feet. He might have been oblivious at first but not anymore, he's starting to pick up on your little cute flirting, and more importantly he's starting to flirt back.
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