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black--cherryy · 10 months
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Kiss
Their favorite way to punish u ⚠️Smut⚠️
Paul: He has a very good body and he knows it so I think the perfect punishment for u would be watching while he jerks off and u can't touch him or yourself. He would like seeing u just sitting there all frustrated not being able to do anything beside watching his hand stroke his member and hearing his soft moans.
Ace: Ace doesn't really get mad or anything but if u drive him over the edge then even he can get rough. I think he would go for a classic spanking. He has big hands so they would make perfect red handprints on your butt. I don't think he would use a belt tho bc even tho it's a punishment, he could never hurt u or make u cry.
Peter: I think he would go for choking the shit out of u. Whether with his hand or dick, he would make u regret being a brat. He would choke u with his hand almost till u pass out and then removing his hand and fuck u while doing that of course or he would thrust his dick into your throat and fuck it till u turn bright red.
Gene: Now for Gene I think he would just fuck the hell out of u in the roughest way possible. He would take both of your holes till u shake from pain and pleasure. He would also make u cum multiple times until ur overstimulated and so sensitive that just a little touch would make u squirt. He would enjoy torturing your overstimulated clit till u lose it.
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fankhx-invasion · 1 year
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Coffee and Whiskey
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Peter Criss, The Catman/ Reader, mentions of alcohol, smoking, shotgunning, drugs as per usual
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You were once again, all alone, sitting at the bar in a bustling club, sipping a glass of ice cold water. You were irritated, of course you were, you had the right to be! Your friends dragged you out here and got drunk off their asses and they're acting like complete fools. The loud music accompanied by handsy people were mixing together into a foul cocktail, completely ruining your evening and giving you a headache. You weren't too keen on drinking alcohol either, didn't enjoy the after effects, so you were more than happy to deal with water.
You turned around in your seat, doing a quick scan over the crowd to find those lunatics you called friends, spotting one in the lap of some strangely-dressed man in orange. 'Good for them,' you thought, turning back to the bar and letting out a small sigh. You took your glass and firmly set it down, looking to the bartender.
"I'm done. I'm going to take a walk." you muttered, getting out from your seat and taking your jacket with you.
The club itself was pretty big, had some sort of funky name, one you couldn't remember well. The walls had decals along them, some looking like cats and the rest were something else entirely. Maybe there was some deeper, hidden meaning, but you wouldn't bother looking into it. There was a set of stairs leading up, but to where? Who knew. You didn't really give a shit what it was. It was none of your business, as far as you were concerned. You continued your stroll around the place, stopping to lean against a wall.
"Don't look too happy," a voice spoke up beside you, making you jump in place.
A man, almost six feet tall it seemed, was leaning against the wall, green eyes fixated on you. He had a cigarette hanging from his lips, a fluffy green coat, silver and black clothing with platform heels to match, and the strangest display of makeup adorning his face. He blew a ring of emerald smoke toward you, chuckling when your eyes seemed to glaze over for a moment, confusion washing over you.
"What's your name, beautiful?" He questioned, amused when you found it difficult to form words and answer him. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"
You tried looking away from him, you wanted to walk on, tell him to fuck off, maybe grab another drink, but something, you couldn't quite put your finger on, was keeping you held in place. It was almost as if his mere presence was keeping you there, in absolute awe of the man. He was quite entertained, licking his painted lips and beckoning you closer until you were chest to chest. He took a slow and thoughtful draft of his cigarette, his free hand holding you by the waist and the other lifting your chin up. You let your eyes flutter close, lips parted just enough, feeling his just barely touch yours, and the quiet exhale of smoke filled your lungs. It tasted of coffee and something else sweet and addicting. You wanted more of that taste, leaning forward to kiss his lips, arms moving to hook around his neck and keep him close to you.
He grinned, letting out a purr of satisfaction. "Good kitty~"
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blueberriesjust · 1 year
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Not going to post the Solo album fanfics just yet but I am going to post a fanfic I got an ask from my lovely friend @lemonszestsstuff
But the solo album fanfics should be out soon
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so if you know what kiss is its a rock band and I like squish mellows so I made one of Eric carr and ace frehely
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marvelflame2010 · 11 months
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Rocket lecturing Y/n after she did something stupid: Kid, can you just get on my level here for a minute?
Y/n: *sits criss-cross applesauce on the floor*
Rocket: ...
Y/n: 😊
Rocket grabbing Y/n's nose and twisting it: Listen here you little shit
BONUS:
Peter: Y/n, why is your nose all red
Y/n: I regret nothing
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kakabelorias · 13 days
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SAINT PETER IS GETTING A PRINT SIGNING. I DID NOT THINK THIS WOULD EVER HAPPEN bc he has like 2 mins of screentime rip BUT IT IS AND IM SO FUCKING HAPPY
Look at him!! He's so perfect! Onyx did an incredible job on the artwork! He looks so precious!! God i hate being a broke bitch TvT thinking of opening art comms just so i get one bc its so short notice lmaoo
HES SO FUCKING CUTE AAAAAAAAAAAAA
art cred:Onyx
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effort-news-travel · 5 days
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cherryrainn · 3 months
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OMG HIII!! I see you write for KISS now. I lit hit the jackpot with your page omgg..
My request is Ace Frehley x Reader who is Pauls younger sister? Like Paul is super overprotective of her and yeah do as you wish with that.
SECRET .
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; pairing ; ace frehley x reader
; note ; i'm so happy i love these all 4 of these sillies so much i love you anon
; warnings ; none
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paul’s overprotective nature kicked in as he introduced you to the band – his closest friends.
ace, with his signature grin, was the first to speak up.
"hey there, little sis. paul's been keepin' you a secret," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
paul shot ace a warning look. "ace, this is y/n. my sister. and she’s off limits, got it? and that goes for both of you too." he said looking over at gene and peter.
ace raised his hands in mock surrender. "alright, alright. sister is off-limits, i hear you loud and clear."
after that, surprisingly, they respected his wishes. and from that day forward, the band welcomed you like an honorary member.
as the years rolled by, your friendship with the band, especially ace, got a lot deeper, and the once-clear lines of "off-limits" became a really blurry mix. late-night parties turned into lingering glances, and inside jokes became a secret language only the two of you understood.
one day, during a rehearsal break, you found yourself sitting next to ace. he leaned in, a sly grin playing on his lips. "y'know, y/n, if i didn't know any better, i'd say you're flirting with me."
you shot back with a playful smirk. "flirting? me? never. must be your imagination."
ace chuckled, his eyes lingering on yours. "imagination, huh? well, it's either that or you're developin' a serious crush on the spaceman."
you nudged him playfully. "please, ace, i think you've been spending too much time with those guitars. they're warping your sense of reality."
he leaned in closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "or maybe," he whispered, "reality’s finally catching up with the both of us."
a sudden throat-clearing sound broke the intimate moment. both you and ace turned to find gene and peter standing behind you, wearing knowing smirks.
"well, well, well," gene said, a wicked grin on his face. "looks like the lovebirds are finally figuring it out."
peter joined in, chuckling. "about time. we've been placing bets on when you two would stop dancin' around each other."
you shot ace a look of disbelief, and he just shrugged, a sheepish grin playing on his lips. "guess the secret's out, huh?"
gene raised an eyebrow. "oh, please. we've known for ages. paul, on the other hand, is a bit slow on the uptake."
peter nodded in agreement. "he's been clueless about the whole thing. you might wanna break the news to him, ace."
ace scratched his head, looking a bit guilty. "yeah, about that..."
gene and peter erupted into a chorus of exaggerated groans and mock complaints. "oh, great. just what we needed," gene lamented, rolling his eyes dramatically.
peter chimed in with a mock whine. "seriously, we're gonna need a whole new set of rules for this. 'off-limits' my ass."
you exchanged amused glances with ace as the duo continued their exaggerated complaints, their reactions more akin to little boys than seasoned rockstars.
ace raised his hands in mock surrender. "alright, alright, settle down. it's not like we planned this."
gene shot ace a deadpan look. "not planned? with those looks you've been giving each other, it's like a soap opera around here."
peter added, "next thing ya know, we'll be playin' at weddings instead a' concerts."
as the banter reached its peak, the door creaked open, and in walked paul, looking as stern as ever. the room fell silent as everyone turned their attention to him.
for a moment, paul just stood there, a confused expression on his face, scanning the room with a raised eyebrow. gene opened his mouth to say something, but before a single word escaped, peter delivered a swift punch to his arm, shutting him up instantly.
paul walked around the couch slowly, eyeing each of you with a piercing gaze, but still pretty confused. the tension in the room was palpable as he approached, his eyes locking onto ace and you.
without a word, paul continued to stare for what felt like an eternity. the room was filled with an awkward silence as paul made his way towards the door behind you guys.
as he exited and closed the door, the silence exploded into something else. gene and peter immediately started throwing hurling insults at each other.
"what the fuck, paul's gonna kill us!"
"did you see the look on his face?"
"fuck you!"
"what!?"
ace shot a glare at the duo. "you couldn't keep it together for two minutes, could you?" he grumbled.
peter shot back, "well, maybe if someone knew how t' control his fuckin' hormones!"
gene chimed in, "yeah, ace, keep it in your pants."
ace shot back, "at least i have hormones. there's no sign of any in your pants!" ace laughed, and peter joined in
"you guys are unbelievable," you sighed, shaking your head at the absurdity of the situation. "paul doesn't even know what's going on, and you're acting like a bunch of teenagers caught doing something they shouldn't."
gene scoffed. "you think he won't find out? he's got a sixth sense for these things."
"no he doesn-"
ace cut you off. "well, if he didn't know before, he sure as hell knows now. thanks, guys."
peter rolled his eyes. "was bound to happen sooner or later."
as time went on, your relationship with ace continued to progress. you managed to keep it a secret from paul, and surprisingly, peter and gene were respectful of your privacy.
one evening, as you and ace snuck from the band's after-party to have a moment on the rooftop, peter casually approached, pretending to be absorbed in his drumsticks.
peter smirked, glancing up from the sticks. "enjoyin' the view up here?"
ace chuckled, throwing an arm around your shoulder. "yeah, it's not bad."
peter raised an eyebrow, his eyes flickering between the two of you. "so, how long has this been goin' on anyway? like when'd you guys become official?"
you shot him a skeptical look. "you knew about us actually getting together?"
peter grinned. "of course, we fuckin' knew. we're not blind, y'know."
ace added with a smirk, "apparently, gene n' peter are still runnin' a betting pool on when paul would finally catch on."
you rolled your eyes. "figures."
peter leaned against the rooftop railing, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "you guys betta' be careful. if paul finds out, he might lecture ace on the dos and don'ts of dating his sister."
ace laughed. "i can handle paul. besides, he's still clueless. we've been.. discreet."
gene appeared out of nowhere, joining the conversation with a smirk. "discreet, my ass."
gene's comment was met with a collective eye roll from both you and ace. "yeah, yeah, laugh it up." ace retorted, waving him off.
peter added, "he's just jealous he's not parta' the love story."
the rooftop banter with gene and peter had lightened the mood, and the two troublemakers left you and ace alone under the night sky. as they vanished from sight, ace turned to you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"well, that was interesting," he said, a playful grin on his face.
you laughed, shaking your head. "yup. those two are something else."
ace leaned in, his lips close to your ear. "you know what would be even more interesting?"
you raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on your lips. "enlighten me."
without another word, ace closed the gap between you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, lingering kiss. the world around you seemed to fade as the rooftop became an intimate space just for the two of you.
when you pulled away, the grin on ace's face told you everything you needed to know. "now, that was interesting," he said.
you chuckled, your fingers tracing the contours of his face. "very interesting."
the tender moment between you and ace was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a slamming door. both of you turned to see paul standing there, a furious expression etched on his face. the atmosphere shifted from sweet to tense in an instant.
"paul," ace began, attempting to defuse the situation, but paul held up a hand, cutting him off.
"don't.," paul seethed. "you thought i wouldn't find out?"
ace glanced at you briefly, then back at paul. "did gene and peter tell you?"
"what!?" paul's eyes widened in disbelief. "gene and peter knew? and they didn't tell me? what?"
you couldn't help but interject, frustration creeping into your voice. "why are you so mad? i'm an adult, and i can do whatever i want. it's not hurting me or anyone."
paul's anger seemed to waver as he looked at you, realizing the truth in your words. he took a deep breath and sighed, the tension in the palpable.
"i can't believe they knew and didn't say anything," paul muttered, his initial fury giving way to a sense of betrayal.
ace put a hand on paul's shoulder. "look, it wasn't their secret to share. we wanted to tell you when the time was right."
paul turned to ace, a mix of frustration and curiosity in his eyes. "so, when did this happen? how long have you two been… you know?"
ace grinned, sensing a change in paul's tone. "well, it's been a while, but we were tryna figure out the best way t' tell ya."
paul's expression softened. "you two? really?"
you nodded, a small smile forming. "yeah. he's been my best friend for so long, and we just realized that we care about each other in a different way."
paul's initial frustration gave way to a subtle grin. "ace, you sneaky son of a bitch. of all the people, it had to be you."
ace chuckled. "yeah, well, you know me."
paul laughed, shaking his head. "can't believe I didn't see this coming."
you playfully nudged paul. "surprise! now, are you okay with this?"
paul looked at both of you, a genuine smile on his face. "honestly, i'm sorta relieved. at least it's ace. i'd rather have my best friend dating my sister than some random guy. just promise me you'll take care of her, okay?"
ace gave him a mock salute. "you got it."
paul clapped ace on the shoulder. "alright, okay. now, go be happy or whatever."
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black--cherryy · 1 year
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Kiss POV
Pov: Kiss kissing you pt.1 (love that caption lmao)
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kisstytea · 1 year
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blueberriesjust · 1 year
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You Matter to Me
A fanfic where you have a panic attack because for some reason when I write fluff someone has to cry.
TW⚠️ panic attack and body dysphoria
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The longer Peter was on tour the more self conscious you grew. You trusted he wouldn't cheat. Yet when you saw photos and news coverage of the crowds at their concerts you couldn't help but feel that Peter could choose anyone else and they are so much prettier. There was only a week left of his tour but you couldn't help but feel like he'd just leave when he got back. That's how it always felt. He'd get home and then he'd leave to go on another tour. 
Finally Peter returned home. He barely let go of you. You were cuddled up on the couch when more news coverage of their last concert came on. It panned across the crowd and it was full of beautiful people. You tried to hold back your tears but you couldn't. You looked nothing like the people in the crowd. You felt like Peter would have been happier with any of the people in that crowd than he would be with you. So you cried, the tears only flowing faster the more you thought about it.
"What is wrong Kitty?" Peter asked, trying to get you to look towards him. You couldn't, you just collapsed into a ball onto the couch. 
"What is it Kitty? I want to help you." Peter pleaded. You tried to breathe but the darker your thoughts got the more it felt like the air was thinning.
You felt Peter get up off the couch and turn the Tv off. He then scooped you up and placed you on your bed. He pulled you into his arms. Peter started to reassure you.
"I love you"
"It's going to be ok"
"Just take some deep breaths"
"Your important to me and I want to know what's wrong"
"I'm here and I'm not leaving" 
Your crying slowed and the air stopped thinning and returned to normal. 
"I'm sorry." you muttered.
"There is no reason to be sorry," Peter reassured you "I just want to know what is making you upset."
"You would be so much happier with one of your fans, they are all so much prettier than I am" you said as tears begin to try and spill again.
"I am the happiest with you," Peter said, wiping a few stray tears off your face. "I wouldn't want to be with anyone other than you. Tears were still threatening to spill but you started realizing that Peter wasn't going to leave you.
"I wouldn't want anyone else." Peter pulled you closer. You both laid there for the rest of the night. The realization that he truly loved you and was never going to leave you sat in the longer you laid there.
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marvelobsessed134 · 9 months
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How about one where Paul Stanley confesses to his friend who's this rocker chick (leather jacket and jeans), who's jealous about her hanging out with Gene (or anyone else in the band) and practically begs for a makeout sesh (Nsfw if you want)
I fall to pieces when I’m with you
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Requested: Yes, by anon
Pairings: Paul Stanley x Fem!Reader
Warnings: making out, slight grinding, paul being a jealous begging bitch at first lol
Summary: what the request says
Being friends with the band KISS is fucking cool. You just hang out with them and go on the road with them. You’re not a groupie, however you do not judge the groupies because hell, you’d be one too. But only for one specific person. He doesn’t know, of course. You’d never tell him because you don’t want to ruin your friendship.
So, one day you’re just chilling talking with Ace. Ace and you are really good friends and talk about the things you have in common. He’s really funny and nice so you talk a lot. However, Paul didn’t find it very amusing.
He watched from across the tour bus as you sat close to Ace and laughed to one of his jokes. His fist clenched on the table as he clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes.
“If you just talk to her things won’t be so hard.” Peter spoke from next to the singer. Paul turned to the drummer, “Yeah, I know. But I think she only sees me as a friend and would prefer a space man.” He motioned to the two of you.
“Nah. She likes you. I’ve caught her staring at you countless times. You’re just too stupid to see it yourself.” And before the raven haired man could argue, Peter was off to grab another beer and to call his girlfriend.
~Time Skip~
There was a party after the show, of course there was. And with the release of the new album there was extra celebration. You were talking with Ace again, “See? That’s what I’m saying!” You agreed with him on something he said.
You heard someone clear his throat and you turned to see Paul. “Oh, hey Paul!” You exclaimed and hugged him, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck.
“Hey. Ace, mind if I steal Y/n for a moment?” The singer asked the guitarist. Ace nodded before getting distracted by the playboy model that just walked through the door.
Paul led you away from the rest of the crowd. “What’s up?” You asked.
“Kiss me.” He said suddenly.
You furrowed your brows, “What?”
“You heard me.”
“I don’t understand where is this coming from?”
“I like you, Y/n. A lot. Actually, I think I love you. And seeing you with Ace all close like that…”
“You were jealous?”
“God, that makes me sound so stupid.” He groaned before titling his head up. You grabbed his face on both of your hands and pulled his head down to face you.
“Hey, hey. It’s a completely normal feeling. And to answer the question I know you’re dying to ask, yes I like you too.” You said before pressing your lips to his. The two of you moved in sync, and he backed you up against the wall, picking you up allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist. He grinded into you as the two of you moaned into each others mouths.
Best. Night. Ever.
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milexa2000 · 1 year
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Pics I found of kiss on Pinterest
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tobybestupid · 6 months
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Snow ❄️
(I'm it's October, but I love Christmas sm)
Paul Stanley x Reader
Tw: non, just fluff!!
Silly Paul ↓
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You and paul were cuddling up with each other next to a window, drinking hot chocolate.
"It's still cold..and we're inside, the snow is super pretty though.." You'd murmer to Paul, kissing him on the cheek.
"Mhm...you comfy though?" Paul asked as you nuzzled into his chest. "Mhmmm.."
"Okay, just making sure" He said, rubbing your back gently.
"Maybe we should play in the snow?" You suggested, watching the snow fall from the sky and begin to pile up onto the ground.
"Like little children? In the cold? No wa-" He paused, looking at your puppy eyes.
"Jesus...maybe." He grumbled softly, looking at you smile.
"Thank you Hun" You said, kissing him on the cheek with a soft smile.
"Mhm.." Paul hummed as he kissed you back.
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nyxnygma · 2 years
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Greetings! I was hoping I could request a Paul Stanley x reader? Something where reader is the band’s wardrobe assistant and gets flustered easily when Paul flirts with her? (No smut plz) Thank you! 💜
Unprofessional || Paul Stanley
[Paul Stanley x Fem!Reader]
Summary: read the request
Warnings: not proof read
Masterlist
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“Here you go, Ace,” you smile as you passed him his costume that you quickly fixed, their show was in two hours.
“Ah your a goddess, thank you!” He thanks.
“Anyone else need something?” You call out to the rest of the males.
“I need help with choker, I can’t get it on,” Paul states from his dressing table. You nod as you walk to him. You stand behind his chair and put the accessory up to his neck.
“There we go,” you say. You look into the mirror in front of you both to find him smiling at you. “Why are you staring at me?”
“You just look so beautiful l tonight, Y/N,” he compliments, heat starts to rise to your cheeks, “I guess you always look beautiful though.”
You didn’t say anything as you turned away to see if anyone else needed assistance but the singer caught your wrist turning you back to him. “I also need help with my makeup,” he smiles up at you.
“Erm.. yeah,” you stutter nervously, “okay.. turn around to your side then.”
He smirks at you as you line the brush to his face. When you started to paint you felt to strong hands grip your waist firmly. You gasp as your cheeks turn an even darker red.
“Your concentrating face is cute,” he flirts.
“I can’t do your makeup whilst your lips are moving,” you make up that excuse to stop him from flirting so you don’t embarrass yourself. Ever since you started working for them, you had a school-girl crush on him.
You subconsciously leaned closely to the man’s face to get a closer look at your work. Suddenly you were pulled into the rockstars lap. “Paul!” You gasp loudly as you straddled him.
“Yes, Y/N,” he smiled innocently at you. You looked at him with fake annoyance but your bright red cheeks have it away.
It took another minute to finish his makeup. “Done.” You plainly say as you stand up.
“Thank you,” he smiles as he stands up, towering over you in his big boots, “can I take you to dinner?”
“For doing my job?” You furrowed your brows.
“No, Y/N.” He chuckles, “I’m asking you on a date.”
“What?” You breathe out in shock, “I mean yes. I would love to, erm, go on a date with you.”
“Perfect.”
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70srocknrollpetra15 · 2 years
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31 years with out you feels like forever babe miss ya ever day
My little 🦊 fox
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Just because Freddie and Eric died on the same day Freddie got more attention then Eric i'm not say i'm mad or anything but it still hurts because some people listen to kiss at that time.........
DO NOT COME AT ME i don't hate Queen or KISS but just miss eric
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