#subtle Ana subtle

[sunshinediaz]

everyday i get a little sad shannon’s dead because can you imagine the shenanigans her and buck would get up to? my god. she’d have been the number 1 buddie stan AND have been maddie’s best friend, i know it.

#anyway imagine shannon hearing ana say ‘edmundo’ and going ??? because wtf #amanda talks #amanda will rewrite 911 with shannon alive one of these days b #imagine the subtle changes my god

[g1rl-0f-h0ney-and-glass]

holy fuck, 4 ish months ago i could barely get these jeans up to my legs, now they're too big even with a belt- still have a long way to go but im so fucking proud of myself omg

what do you guys think?

#damn who would've thought failing at offing myself would have given me the best excuse to hide my ed in plain site #or is everyone around me just stupid/oblivious af #like cmon yall im not even being subtle #an4r3xia #ana #pro for me not for thee #@nor3×14 #@n4 #@n0r3xia #i want to be weightless #weight loss #gw1 #ed diet #ed not sherran #34t1ng d1s0rd3r #body ch3ck #unhealthy weight loss #ed relapse #i need to be thin #4na tw #tw disordered eating #holy shit my fatass actually managed to lose some weight #i need to lose so much weight #thin$p0 #thiinsp0 #tw thinspi #ana trigger #ed vent #i will be thinner #i wanna be tiny

[tinygayproductions]

'Feeling sleepy?'

feat. pharah thinking her n mercy had the beach to themselves

#tiny's art #tiny's doodles #tiny's digital art #overwatch #overwatch fanart #overwatch 2 #ana amari #fareeha amari #angela ziegler #pharah #mercy #pharmercy #this piece was genuinely so much fun to create #if we ignore how painful it is to do drop cast shadows #art #doodle #digital art #digital illustration #also hi hello the stretchmarks where a v pretty but subtle touch #you can also tell im torn between squishy ana n fit ana

[putonmyfavoriteshow]

FAVE THIANA MOMENTS Disney Bia | 2x17 quit playing games with my heart OR Ana and Thiago's innocent throw-off has some underlying tension...

“Oh, Sergeant Kunst, you need more training"/ “Don’t provoke me - it won’t be good for you.” (request by @moongladesx)

#thiana #good request Shaz #disney bia #thiago kunst #ana urquiza #helena urquiza #thiana gifs #my gifs #h makes gifs #someone actually did gif the first part on here #also can't believe this is also the same ep of ana's not so subtle push-up gazing #she played it so cool here and an hour later she was just ogling the guy in front of luan's salad #rhener freitas #gabi di grecco #gabriella di grecco

[shittyelfwriter]

seasonal icon update! crazy how my art changes but is always in a perpetual state of ??? hopefully it’s better if you click on it, but I know tumblr destroys quality so this is my karma for drawing on such a huge canvas

2019 vs. 2022

(and medibang vs. procreate, I suppose)

#it is watermarked but it’s subtle lol #anyway welcome to the Christmas rebrand 2022! I’m actually online edition #ana draws things #artists on tumblr

[torturedpoetdean]

jumping the octave during i can see you miss swift i am in love with you

#i love her subtle flexes #ana watches the eras tour

[alastorss]

i love your writing & the way you format your posts !! .. is it possible to ask for an alastor x cat demon reader who’s pupils dilate around him ? (positively of course) bonus if he picks up on it before they are dating. i’m pretty sure your requests are open, if they’re not feel free to ignore this ! :)

a/n: hi!! thank you so much! i kept this very short but i hope you enjoy ♡

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Alastor can't tell if you know, or if you're none the wiser.

He's tried to ignore it—the subtle way your pupils dilate whenever you see him walk into a room. Or the tiny flick of your ears when his static voice buzzes as he talks to you. It's instinctual, he's sure, something you can't control but buried deep in your brain since you gained your animalistic attributes.

It's not on purpose, but for some reason he can't help but think you only look like that with him.

And, well. He would be lying if he said it didn't stroke his ego just a little bit. And now he's caught you in the act, quite literally.

"Is there something wrong with my face, my dear?" The demon gives your cheeks a squeeze between his fingers. You sputter, embarrassed and flustered.

"What? No! Could you let go of me already?!" Your words come out muffled as he pinches your lips together tighter.

His eyes narrow in suspicion, but you swear the ever-present smile on his face grows tenfold.

"You've been staring an awful lot lately~!" he sings.

"W-Well that's just... because..." You fumble, eyes darting around nervously. He laughs to himself at your display before letting go of your cheeks.

"I jest," Alastor relents, hand falling atop your head to give you a pat between your drooping ears.

You blink at him slowly, body relaxing as he smiles down at you with a certain fondness. Finally, he sees it again: your black pupils blowing wide while you admire him.

Something else in him stirs—not amusement, not even his pride. Something foreign and strange that he doesn't have the word for. It's pleasant, the way it makes his stomach swirl.

He thinks about pushing you further, just to explore this new feeling in his chest. But you're already putty in his hands, and he'd rather not have to explain this to his nosy "friends" later.

Alastor tips your chin up to look at him, and in the light he can see your adoration in its fullest. He chuckles.

"Why don't you keep me company? I was just about to have a drink."

~

taglist: @the-lake-is-calling @dragons-and-dwarves-are-nice @averylonelysea @bri22222 @cxrsedwxrlds @amarokofficial @anae-naea-zacheria (send an ask to be added!)

#🍓 faye's thoughts <3 #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #hazbin alastor #hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel #alastor fanfic #alastor fluff #alastor headcanons #alastor x you #alastor fanfiction #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x y/n #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel fanfic #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin #hazbin hotel x you

[hamsterclaw]

Fic Library: Yoongi (Pt 1)

My ult bias, it makes sense that there were too many to fit into one list. All of these authors capture the essence of my favourite tsundere king, check these stories out and show them some love.

Pause by @whatifyoulivelikethat. Music producer MYG x reader, domestic abuse. The first time I ever slid into an author's DMs was after I read this, to let them know how much I loved this story. It's unexpected, and profoundly beautiful, and re-reading it now takes me back to where I was when I first read it.

Like Butter by @bonvoyagenoona. Photographers MYG x reader, director KNJ x reader. Set in the setting of a magazine production team, and featuring a very sexy scene with our fave maknae and a scheming Park Jimin.

Countermelody by @bonvoyagenoona. Producer MYG x shopgirl/musician reader. A gorgeously rendered enemies to lovers story that's as much about life, love, new starts, self belief as it is about Min Yoongi and his beanie. IYKYK.

Moonlit throne by @hobidreams.Joseon king Yoongi x reader, historical AU. The seminal Joseon dynasty story told in a non-linear timeline with a perfectly characterised Yoongi and incredible attention to detail.

Three Tangerines by @kithtaehyung. Fuckboy Yoongi x f! reader, brother's best friend AU. 3tan makes it onto almost every fic rec list I've seen, and deservedly so - the dialogue slaps, the writing's sharp and this Yoongi's irresistible.

Bet on it by @minisugakoobies. Quizzers Yoongi x reader, featuring a super competitive reader and Yoongi with a blonde undercut. Hot, fun and hilarious.

Perpetual Datejust by @jiminrings. Model Yoongi x manager reader. A very sweet, romantic read, with a devoted reader and a healthy dose of angst.

Sodium Vapor by @miscelunaaa. Yoongi x f! reader. An atmospheric, wistful read about a chance meeting that also has Em's signature raw honesty.

Man of the year by @raplinesmoon. Single dad Yoongi x gn reader. A sweet, heartwarming read, and Yoongi's relationship with his daughter is adorable.

Look down on me like that by @here2bbtstrash. Co-workers Yoongi x reader, enemies to lovers. There's nothing better than Yoongi being an asshole, and he's written so perfectly here, as are reader and cute and endearing babystarcandy JK.

Teardrop by @hesperantha. Yoongi x reader, road trip AU. I read sometimes just for the pleasure of how a writer puts words to paper, and this is one of those stories - there are so many truths woven into the words, subtle and beautiful.

Moving day (Explicit) by @here2bbtstrash. Yoongi x reader, domestic AU. Sweet, sexy smut involving Yoongi tying up his hair. I repeat, Yoongi tying up his hair. The visual still gives me chills.

Proof by @illneverrecover. Yoongi x reader, strangers to lovers. A confident reader approaches an equally confident, sexy Yoongi with the added bonus of Joon and Jin as supportive besties.

Quiet Kitten by @thatlongspringnight. Professor Yoongi x college student reader - a smutty read with a fiercely sexy, stern Professor Min.

Straight Shooter MYG x reader, cyberpunk AU by @snackhobi. A perfectly characterised Yoongi, a dystopian futuristic setting and a subtle and gorgeous love story that I've read and re-read more times than I can say. The story that pulled me into BTS fanfic that I still have so much love for now.

Punch Drunk MYG x reader, boxer AU by @joonbird. From memory there's an open ending but that hasn't stopped me from re-reading. A troubled Yoongi's depicted so beautifully here.

Greedy MYG x reader, mafia AU by @xjoonchildx. Ana knows how much I love this - this Yoongi breaks my heart every time and I love how the relationship develops between him and reader.

Close Call by @xjoonchildx - a follow up to Greedy that's just as stunning as the OG story. I can't tell you how much I love this. Yoongi's a provider, and he takes care of his own, and there's nothing sexier.

All the wrong places by @mrworldwideshoulders. Yoongi x reader, strangers to lovers, in progress. An intriguingly irritable Yoongi covers the tab for reader at a bar.

Interlude: Sundown by @eoieopda. Part of the Darksided series, featuring Yoongi x reader in an established relationship. Hot, smutty, intimate goodness.

Angel by @sailoryooons. Mafia Yoongi x sex worker reader. I started reading this and couldn't stop - the writing's sharp and riveting and the pacing is perfect. A sexy, smutty, captivating read with a sexy, dangerous Yoongi.

Part 2

#fic rec: yoongi #fic recs list #min yoongi fic

[leclercsbunny]

maybe if you loved me ♡ c. sainz

part five ♡ masterlist

anasainzvdec posted a story 12m ago

blanca watches you convene with ana animatedly, nodding and laughing along with the both of you as per usual, though she held an air of reservation and restraint, being deep in thought.

"sorry, i have an urge to use the restroom again." you sheepishly cut through her story.

"again? your bladder's gotten small or something?" ana comments amusedly.

"let me go with you." blanca stands up from her seat, making a face. "i think the oj got to me aswell." you gestured towards her smugly, as if to tell ana; look, i'm not alone in my struggles.

"fine, but hurry back." she playfully rolls her eyes.

blanca hooks her arm around yours, and you both depart to the restroom. you made small talk on the way, and went to do your business separately.

when you left the stall to wash your hands, blanca was already there. she looked as if she was... waiting for you. she looked serious, and somehow, bothered.

"is everything alright?" you ask her, feeling your heart drop.

"i say this out of the love i have for you and carlos." blanca utters slowly, watching your expression change. "but does he know?"

"i don't know what you're talking about, blanca." you wave her off, suddenly turning defensive.

"i'm sorry if i'm overstepping... but i cannot help but notice all these, very subtle tells." she says softly, not wanting you to get agitated. "you're suddenly queasy when it comes to certain foods, and you're drawn to sweets. like, crazy partial to them. you use the bathroom often, your waist is just.." she measures it with her hand. "and i think we've cultivated a friendship comfortable enough for a brazen comment about the evident size of your... nether regions."

"blanca," you hiss, feeling your cheeks warm with both embarassment and indignance, as you cover your body from her all knowing gaze. "i don't like what you're implying."

"and you didn't drink coffee. you need your coffee, you're like a.." she sniffles, suddenly finding it difficult to maintain her own composure, "fish when you drink those latte's."

"why are you crying?" you push her shoulders, feeling your own nose itch from the buildup of emotions threatening to just spill and topple the both of you. "this is your own freaking fault that we're having this conversation. be woman enough to finish it."

"you're pregnant." she said it with certainty, eyes welling up with tears, she didn't know wether from happiness or sadness. maybe both. it was supposed to be a joyful moment, one which had been your dream for such a long time. but instead your eyes were both red from the complexities of your current emotions, the information tainted with the knowledge of your current realities. "how far long?" she asks.

"still not sure." you rectify with a broken voice, wiping your tears away. "i took some pt, but i've been delaying the blood tests."

"makes sense," blanca reaches out to grasp your shaky hands, "what do you plan to do?"

"i don't know." you reply honestly. "i can only ever think about matteo, and.. and..." you shake your head resolutely, "i don't want anything to change with him."

"things are going to change, but it doesn't always mean a bad one." she tells you, "i know you're at odds with carlos, but— will you tell him?"

you shake your head, "he doesn't need to know." yet even you found it hard to believe.

"he's the father, y/n." blanca reminds you softly, "i know he's done something horrible, and there's no reason to his actions.... but it will crush him."

"he has a very fickle sense of loyalty, and i'm tired of waiting for him to change." you reply. "i don't need his wavering devotion in my baby's life. please understand me, blanca." you tell her pleadingly.

f1chai the carlos-yn-daniel drama bubbles over with more controversy as yn is embroiled in a shocking pregnancy scandal. spanish news outlets broke the news over the weekend, claiming the spaniard's long time, now ex girlfriend, has secretly been seeing one of the best child-rearing physician in madrid— neither carlos, nor daniel have been accompanying her, but one of the sainz' sister was discreetly pictured on one of her visits. this led many to speculate that yn is indeed with child, and have been for some time. the question of wether it is sainz's or ricciardo's have yet to be answered. the parties involved had declined to comment on this matter.

username what the fuck

username IS CARLOS A SHARP HITTER OR SOMETHING ?!?

username am not believing this until further notice

username LIES !! character defaming ones !! SUE EVERYONE !!

username LAWSUIT LAWSUIT LAWSUIT

username seriously why the fuck are people following her anyways...

username right !! she's a normal citizen and these people are all up in her business 🙄

username seriously. let the girl breathe fs

username wrong on so many levels

username this is better than any telenovalas 😭😭

username who's the daddy ? 🤨

username MAMMA MIA ??

username are we even doubting carlos... that man has a whole ass son

username just why? yn already had it good 😭😭😭

username she was running then tripped

username on sainz's lap...

username have to give it to him. well done !!

username get the bag i guess !!

username yeah 😭😭 atleast her baby daddy isn't some brokie 😭😭

username he's a cheater though

username **serial cheater

username 😭😭😭😭

#f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 x you #formula 1 x y/n #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz x y/n #carlos sainz x female reader #carlos sainz #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo x y/n #f1 smau #f1 fluff #f1 social media au #f1 x female reader #f1

[judeswhore]

this has been in my head for a couple days and i’ve been thinking about writing it

but jude comes home from an away game so he was gone 2-3days and he sees you cooking dinner so he comes and hugs you from behind and he’s asking how you day was, but he can’t help himself so he starts grinding against you(dry humping?) and once he gets off and he cums he’s embarrassed so he’s hiding in your neck but you just tell him how sexy/hot it was

-⚽️

u should 100% write this!! (i’m begging u) this is so🤭🤭he’s so worked up and horny and he’s missed u a stupid amount even tho it’s only been a few days and the second he walks into the kitchen and sees u in his shirt and a pair of shorts he’s instantly hard and part of him feels bad bc you’ve been apart for a few days and he should really just love on u. so he tries his hardest to keep it innocent despite his boner, hugging u from behind, face tucked into ur neck so he can pepper ur skin w kisses but ur arse feels so good pressed against him and he’s missed the scent of ur perfume and just the sound of ur voice is enough to get him off. he’s rocking his hips against u without even noticing at first, just subtle shifts that have u gasping a little and he needs u to keep talking so he’s gripping ur hip in one hand, the other splayed across ur tummy so he can hold u in place, face still pressed into ur shoulder and he’s so whiney and all “keep talkin’, baby, please. tell me- shit, tell me abt ur day” and ur so shocked that he’s getting off like this and it’s so unbelievably hot that u think u might cum just from listening to his whimpers and moans. he’s coming so quickly, literally shuddering against ur back and ur having to stroke ur palm up and down the arm he has curled around u in ana attempt to calm him down and when he finally comes around he feels so embarrassed, pressing his nose into ur neck to hide away while muttering a little apology but ur just shaking ur head and telling him how hot he is but then ur throwing in a teasing little “missed me?”

#hey jude :) #⚽️anon

[fionaswhvre]

I'm convinced that the 9-1-1 writers never intended to make Buck & Eddie a thing, but they changed their minds very soon.

They probably wrote Eddie Diaz to be this macho guy who was gonna end up dating Buck's sister but instead he turned out to be the gayest character who only had heart eyes for Buck.

In the first episode, Eddie was supposed to be a threat to Buck but instead of two guys fighting to be the Alpha™, their gym confrontation turned out more like "you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid." And with the whole "you can have my back any day", we had Ryan & Oliver making heart eyes at each other and giggling and twirling their hair while saying this.

The writers tried not making them gay by making them call each other "brother", but that happened only two times : 1) Eddie's "you're a badass under pressure, brother" in 2×01 & Buck's "You know it, brother" in 2×10. After that, we never hear them say brother again. Because even that word couldn't tone down their flirtiness with each other.

When Chris was first introduced, he had interactions with the whole firefam, especially with Bobby and Chimney, even more than Buck. But in s3, the writers gave them the tsunami arc, thus sealing their bond of being a family. Since then, we see Chris only interacting with Buck in the 118.

Also when Eddie was shot, he was dating Ana, but we didn't even get to see her reaction or how she is comforting his son. Even the conversation of "what would've happened to Chris if Eddie actually died" took place with Buck, not Ana, who Eddie was literally dating.

When Buck was hit by the lightning there was no reason for the scene where Eddie tells Chim that he'll take over pumping Buck's heart. It is just a one second scene and Buck's heart was gonna start either way since he wasn't gonna be killed off, but still they made Eddie make the switch so that he can be the one to pump his heart back to life.

Bathena, Madney, Henren & DavidMichael all have scenes where one's life is threatened and the other is concerned/breaking down (Athena getting beat up, Bobby caught in a fire, Maddie in a hostage situation, Karen's lab getting blown up & David stuck in a hospital during a fire).

Buck and Eddie never get these scenes with their love interests. They only get it with each other (The shooting, tsunami, Eddie getting stuck underground).

At this point, the writers aren't even being subtle. They constantly put them in romantic tropes and parallel them with other main ships.

Bonus: They gave us Tarlos where one guy is Latino & the other is the son of the captain.

#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buck buckley #buddie meta #buddie theories #911 theories #911 fox #buck x eddie

[chronicowboy]

been dissecting the differences between buck and eddie's jealousy with @danielsousa and we cracked the code: eddie is jealous. buck is possessive. hear us out. their jealousy manifests in very different ways, but buck's isn't as subtle as it seems. in fact, where eddie's obviousness is there for all to see, its a very passive jealousy, a snarky go team in the background, the most active we've seen eddie's jealousy is in scenes like when he interrupts buck and taylor in dosed or the dinner scene in outside looking in. but buck's quiet jealousy is much more active, he jumps into eddie's love life at every opportunity, inserting himself into the conversation whether its actively encouraging eddie to break up with ana or telling a stranger about eddie blowing it with her first time around or advocating for eddie to ghost vanessa. but there's more to it than that. eddie is jealous, buck is possessive. eddie is the guy who never feels like he's enough, buck is the guy always terrified of being left. eddie's jealousy is a reaction to buck deeming someone besides him enough, buck's possession is a knee-jerk reaction to the possibility of losing eddie. eddie is jealous, he's bitchy, he's politely hostile, he doesn't try very hard to hide his dislike for buck's partners, he glares, he interrupts, etc. buck is possessive, when eddie's love life is being discussed buck always makes a point to bring himself into it somehow, whether its claiming eddie as his like in merry ex-mas with the awkard "brother", or whether he's proving that he knows eddie better than anyone, that he'll know eddie better than anyone he dates like in performance anxiety with the "oh you're not good at that" exchange. eddie is jealous of buck's partners in a way that makes it hard to deny what it is he feels for buck, but eddie represses that jealousy so hard that it simmers and seethes and comes out in those deliciously bitchy ways. buck is possessive of eddie because eddie is his best friend, a constant in his life, and whenever eddie is dating he has less time for buck. so: eddie is loudly jealous, buck is quietly possessive.

#sami rambles #sorry but mine and elke's combined brains are unstoppable #we hurt our own feelings a lot but hey at least we're coming up with shit like this #911 spoilers #911 show #911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buck x eddie #911 meta #buddie meta

[wildissylupus]

Just a kind reminder that canonically Ana and Gabriel were the most ruthless members of the original Strike Team, and they were the ones who trained Cassidy.

Jokes (not really) aside, the fact that they both trained is so interesting to me because of how visible it is on what they actually trained him on.

Because you can see it in the way Cassidy fights-

Alright so to me it's obvious that Ana trained Cassidy in marksmanship and movement of the battle field. The marksmanship one is a canon fact meanwhile the movement is just seen in, well, how they move.

Both of them tend to stay lower to the ground when they don't have a vantage point, using running, jumping and rolling as their go too in order to get out of danger, not only that but their stances are very similar;

But there is also the fact that you can see what he learned from Gabe as well, specifically battle strategy, close range combat and hand-to-hand combat. As I've mentioed in previous posts, though Cassidy is one of the best shots in lore (canonically the only person who has been stated to have the ability to out shoot him is Ana, the best sniper in the world), he is more of a close range sniper then a full distance sniper. This is because of Gabriel's teachings.

Both in lore and in game, Reaper is a close range fighter, and we see this translated to Cassidy. Cassidy could fight long range, he'd need to change his gun but he'd still be able to do it, but he chooses to fight at a closer range more often than not, we see this in New Blood #3 and in Train Hopper. As for battle strategy and hand-to-hand, both Cassidy and Reaper take a more subtle surprise attack approach to combat, not only that but Cassidy is always on guard (that could be a thing he got from both Ana and Gabe tho), both of them rely of close ranged stealth attacks.

Cassidy's fighting style is essentially a deadly mix of two of the most ruthless founding members of Overwatch and people don't talk about that enough-

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch lore #overwatch headcanons #analysis #cole cassidy #ow reaper #overwatch reaper #gabriel reyes #ana overwatch #ana amari

[kyleoreillylover]

Weakness

Pairing: Sami Zayn x Fem!Black!Reader

Summary: After that infamous Bloodline promo, where Sami made everyone else break character with his humor, he made you break character in a different way. And you want him to break you in a different way.

warnings: smut, oral (fem receiving), very loving, top Sami, mentions of Jey and Roman.

translations: Ana 'uhibuka, hasalt ealayki, habibti- I love you, I got you, my love.

word count: 3,914

a/n: I deeply apologize for this. I'm in my Sami era. Love love love him, and I hope ya'll love this as well! Enjoy! (also it should be illegal for his muscles to pop like that in those shirts)

tag list: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius @whatdoeseverybodywant @raya-hunter01

Sami was always your weakness.

His eyes, that showed every emotion on his face, made you weak in the knees whenever he would look at you like you were the sole source of his joy.

His lips, that whispered sweet promises and even sweeter words that never failed to make you laugh and make your heart melt.

His hugs, that always made you feel safe and wrapped in warmth, were your sanctuary.

But right now, all you were focused on were his arms. Those thick, muscled arms that were moving up and down with his hands as he spoke on the mic, commanding the attention of the entire arena.

You were standing next to him with the rest of the Bloodline, a small smirk on your face as you tried to stay in character and not let your eyes wander, but it was a challenge.

His charisma filled the arena, but it was the subtle glances he stole in your direction that sent shivers down your spine. The way he controlled the crowd mirrored the way he held your heart—firm, yet tender.

Sami mentioning your name made you snap out of your reverie and turn to him, your smirk slightly faltering at the look of affection in his eyes.

“We talked about how everyone loves Jimmy, Solo, and Jey, but who doesnt love Y/N!” Sami grinned, his words echoing through the arena, and a playful glint in his eyes.

The crowd erupted in cheers, but it was Sami's gaze that made your heart race. “The greatest Smackdown Women’s Champion of all time, my dawgs!” He nudged you playfully as you tried not to snicker and break character at his antics, even though Jey was trying not to die of laughter in the corner of your eye.

But then Sami wrapped an arm around you, and all you could think of was his muscular arms pinning you down, restraining you in a different kind of hold. God, did his shirt shrink a tighter today, cause his biceps were feeling particularly distracting.

You didn't know if he was doing this on purpose or if it was just Sami being Sami, but either way you were gonna bring him to the nearest room after this was over and have your way with him. Or him have his way with you. Either way you'd be happy.

Which is exactly what you did when the promo was over and the rest of the guys were heading home.

Sami let out a soft chuckle and sound of confusion as you tried to push his body into the nearest locker room at the arena you were at. He tried to slow you down and his eyes narrowed in confusion at your out of character actions.

"Hey, hey, habibti, relax for a second, a little patience won't hurt anyone-"

"I've been patient all night, I can't take it anymore." You managed to finally push him into the locker room, the door closing behind you. The dim light revealed a smirk on Sami's face as he caught on to your intentions. Without warning, you straddled his lap, making him gasp in surprise.

"What has gotten into you, Y/N?" Sami's voice was a mix of amusement and excitement as he looked up at you, his arms flexing as he brought his arms around your waist to steady you, and you couldn't take it anymore.

You tangled your fingers in his red hair, and pulled him in for a hungry kiss that conveyed all the pent-up desire you had been holding back during the entire promo.

"You were so fucking hot tonight, Sami" you breathed against his lips, the words sending a shiver down his spine. "That fucking shirt was practically begging to be ripped off, and those arms…" You trailed off, capturing his lips in another searing kiss, your body pressed against his.

Sami groaned into the kiss, his hands roaming over your back, pulling you closer. "That stupid Bloodline shirt was driving me insane. All I could think about was getting you alone, away from the crowd, away from the cameras," you confessed, your breath mingling with his.

Sami's eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and delight.

"Oh really?" he grinned, his hands sliding down to your hips, his touch sending electric pulses through your body.

"I didn't realize you were so affected by my shirt. And I thought it was my humor and charm driving you wild. Don't act like I didn't see you almost break into laughter during the promo," he teased, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke.

"No, that was all Jey. And also Roman. You're gonna get in trouble with Papa H if you keep making us break character. 'Feeling ucey?' I don't know how the rest of us survived." You admitted with a mischievous glint in your eyes, pulling away slightly to meet Sami's gaze.

Sami smirked, the playful glint in his eyes turning into a more intense stare. "And why didn't you break character then? What was it about tonight that got you so worked up?" Sami's hands slid down to your thighs, pulling you even closer as he awaited your response.

"I couldn't resist any longer," you admitted, your lips trailing down his jawline. "You were out there, all confident and in control, and I just needed you."

You sighed shakily when you felt Sami's hands gripping your thighs a little tighter, his breath catching at your confession. "And right now, I want you to forget about the cameras, forget about the crowd, and just focus on me."

Sami stared at you with a mixture of desire and affection, the intensity of his gaze locking onto yours making you forget everything else in that moment. He always knew how to take your breath away with just one look.

He gripped your thighs and in one swift motion, brought the two of you off the couch and pressed your against the locker room door.

The echo of the door hitting the frame was drowned out by the sound of Sami's hungry kiss, his lips possessing yours with a fiery urgency. Your hands roamed through his hair, tugging at the strands as your bodies molded together, aching for each other.

Sami's hands trailed down your sides, sending shivers across your skin as he moved them to the small of your back, pulling you even closer. The heat between you intensified with every passing second, the desire that had been simmering during the promo now unleashed in a passionate frenzy.

As Sami's lips moved from your mouth to the sensitive skin of your neck, you couldn't help but let out a low moan. The feeling of his warm breath against your skin, coupled with the delicious friction of his body against yours, made your senses reel.

"God, Y/N," Sami murmured against your neck, his voice low and husky. You tried tugging at his hair again, but he grasped your wrists in his larger hands, holding them above your head against the locker room door. The dominance in his actions made you groan in pleasure, the raw desire between you escalating with each passing moment.

This is what you wanted. His hands to take control, his lips to claim every inch of your skin, and his body to consume yours in a frenzy of passion.

Sami didn't miss your reaction to his dominance, and a devilish smirk played on his lips. "You like that, huh?" he whispered, his lips dangerously close to yours. You could only manage a breathless nod in response, which made him let out a low chuckle.

It wasn't often you were this under, all breathless and consumed by desire, waiting for his next move, barely able to hold eye contact without your senses being overwhelmed. But when it happened, Sami savored the moment, relishing in the fact that he had the power to render you speechless, to make your body tremble with anticipation.

"You think I don't know how you feel right now? Cause I do." Sami's voice was a seductive purr, and his lips traced a path back to yours.

"Cause every time you go out and do a promo, or a segment, or literally anything, I have to stop myself from jumping you right then and there. Your confidence, the way you own the spotlight, it drives me crazy," he confessed, his words sending a thrill down your spine.

"Always fucking teasing me, and now you know how it feels, habibti." You let out a breathy moan when Sami bucked his hips against yours, the friction adding to the intensity of the moment. “S-Sami fuck, please touch me," you managed to gasp out, the need in your voice making Sami's grin widen.

“I don’t know if I should.” Sami paused, his lips hovering over yours, a mischievous glint in his eyes. The teasing tone in his voice sent shivers down your spine as he continued to assert his control.

"Maybe I should make you wait a little longer," he teased, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your skin.

Your body was on edge, craving his touch, but Sami reveled in the anticipation, savoring the way he could make you squirm beneath his grasp. “Teach you how to have patience, just like I have too.”

He took your wrists in one hand, and the other traveled down your body, and you jolted when his fingers brushed your clothed center, slowly rubbing it in a torturous rhythm. Your breath hitched, the teasing making you ache for more.

"Come on, Sami, don't do this to me," you pleaded, your voice a desperate whisper. Sami's eyes held a playful glint as he continued his maddeningly slow movements, reveling in the effect he had on you.

"Tell me what you want, Y/N," he whispered, his lips brushing against yours, his hot breath sending shivers through your body. "Be specific."

You could barely find the words amidst the intoxicating mix of desire and frustration. "Touch me, Sami," you finally managed to gasp, your voice laden with need.

“Not specific enough. Try again.” Sami teased you, and despite your pants forming a barrier, Sami’s fingers circling your clothed center and pressing against you intensified the ache.

"Please, Sami," you whimpered, your desperation evident as you bucked against his touch. Sami, enjoying the game, pressed a little harder, his fingers applying just enough pressure to make you squirm.

"Tell me exactly where you want me to touch you," he demanded, his voice a seductive murmur. Your mind raced as you tried to articulate your desire, the teasing pushing you to the edge.

"Inside, Sami. I want you inside," you managed to plead, your breath hitching as he finally gave in, his fingers sliding beneath your pants, meeting your warmth.

“Fuckkk.” You moaned out loudly as his fingers met your clit, curling them in a way he knew would have you writhing with pleasure.

"You like that?" Sami whispered against your lips, the satisfaction evident in his voice.

Your response was a breathy moan, and you nodded in affirmation. Sami's weight on you made you feel every sensation intensely. He continued his skilled ministrations, expertly bringing you to the edge and then pulling back, savoring the way you squirmed beneath him.

"Your'e gonna have to be more quiet than that, habibti," Sami grinned, the mischievous glint in his eyes never fading as he took your lips in a searing kiss, swallowing your moans and turning them into shared passion.

Most people had already left, but Sami didn't want to risk Jey or Roman hearing your moans. The two of you were extremely private with your personal lives and family, let alone your relationship. Hell, the only people who knew you were married were Becky, Liv, and Kevin.

But the thought of being caught made heat rush through Sami's body, and his movements became more deliberate, his fingers finding the perfect rhythm to drive you wild without a care in the world.

Your hands desperately clutched at the back of Sami's shirt, the fabric bunching up in your fists as you fought to maintain some semblance of composure, but it was hard to focus on anything other than the pleasure Sami was expertly delivering.

His lips left a trail of kisses along your neck, each one sending shivers down your spine. His fingers worked expertly, stoking the flames of desire until you were on the verge of losing control.

You leaned your head against the cold locker room door, your breath coming in erratic gasps as Sami built up those flames, the fire burning hotter with every touch.

"Sami," you whined, the overwhelming need in your voice making him suck a sharp breath, his eyes locked onto yours, and the amount of love and desire in his gaze almost brought you to tears.

His eyes told you what words couldn't express- how much he cherished you, how much he wanted you, and how he would always give you what you needed.

"I know." Sami whispered against your ear, his voice a husky promise that sent shivers down your spine. His fingers alternated between flicking your folds and circling your clit, the fire building up to an inferno of pleasure. "I know, habibti. Ana 'uhibuka, hasalt ealayki, habibti." Sami had slipped into his mother tongue, and at the sound of it and those words you understood that filled your heart, you were fucking gone.

The room was filled with the sounds of your moans, his whispers, and the faint creaking of the locker room door under the intensity of your encounter.

You were so close to the edge, the waves of pleasure crashing over you like a tidal wave. Sami could feel the tension building in your body, the way your muscles clenched around his fingers, and he reveled in the knowledge that he was the one driving you to the brink.

"Let go, habibti," Sami murmured, his lips brushing against yours as he continued his relentless assault on your senses. "Let me feel you, let me hear you."

You were so close to that fire of release, the heat intensifying as Sami's skilled touch pushed you closer to the edge. You just needed one more push, one more movement, and you would be freefalling into the flames head on. Sami knew exactly how to deliver that final push.

He let go of your wrist, lowered himself to his knees, looked up at you through hooded eyes, and sucked your clit hard.

Your eyes shut as you let the flames engulf you, your back arched off the door, and you couldn't hold back the loud moan that escaped your lips. You rode out the waves of pleasure, your body trembling under the intensity of your orgasm.

But Sami wasn't done there. He continued sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue in just the right way to make those flames erupt again and consume you once more.

The sensations were overwhelming, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as Sami aimed to make you come undone yet again. Your fingers tangled in his hair, and you couldn't help but whimper his name over and over again, making Sami tap your thigh as a warning to keep it down.

Despite the warning, he didn't let up on his assault, determined to draw every last bit of pleasure from you. Flattening his tongue, he continued to lick and suck, savoring your taste as if it was the most delicious treat in the world. Your legs trembled, and your body twitched as your second orgasm was approaching.

"Sami, I'm close," you whimpered, the intensity of the pleasure threatening to overwhelm you. Sami, however, didn't show any signs of slowing down. He seemed to revel in your loss of control, his lips and tongue working in harmony to bring you to new heights of ecstasy.

"Just let go, Y/N," Sami urged, his voice a sultry murmur against your sensitive flesh. "Give in to the pleasure. I feel you clenching around me. You like that, huh? Feeling my tongue on you, making you lose control." Sami's words were a seductive whisper, his gaze never leaving yours as he continued his relentless assault on your senses.

"Don't stop talking, Sami," you pleaded, your voice barely audible between gasps. The sensation of his tongue on you and the sound of his words were pushing you to the edge once more. Sami obliged, his lips leaving your clit for a moment.

"What made you so needy tonight, huh?" Sami's voice was a mix of amusement and desire as he looked up at you, his eyes burning with intensity. "Was it the promo, or maybe it was the mention of your name? Or perhaps it was just the thought of being alone with me that had you so worked up?"

You struggled to form coherent words, the pleasure still coursing through your veins. "All of the above, Sami. But mostly, it's just you. Always you."

Sami smiled at your response, a mixture of satisfaction and affection in his eyes. He didn't need any more words to understand the depth of your desire and love. With a final, purposeful flick of his tongue, Sami pushed you over the edge once again, the intensity of your release echoing through the dimly lit locker room.

Sami eased his licks as you rode out the waves of pleasure, gradually slowing his movements. He pressed gentle kisses along your inner thighs, leaving a trail of warmth as he made his way back up to your lips. Your body was still buzzing with the aftermath of ecstasy, and you could feel Sami's smirk against your skin.

"Did that satisfy your impatience, habibti?" Sami teased, his voice a low murmur as he looked into your eyes, his fingers trailing lazy circles on your skin.

You couldn't help but chuckle, your breath still uneven. "Hmm, I don't know, Sami. Maybe I need a few more rounds to be completely sure." Your playful response earned a hearty laugh from Sami, his eyes sparkling with amusement and adoration.

"Is that a challenge, my love?" Sami grinned, leaning in for a sweet kiss that tasted like a mixture of passion and satisfaction.

"Maybe," you replied with a mischievous twinkle in your eye. You moved to stand up, and Sami instinctively grabbed onto your shoulders to help steady you as you found your footing.

You smiled at him, your post-orgasmic bliss evident in your eyes. Sami returned your smile, his gaze filled with a warmth that spoke volumes about his love for you.

"I love you." You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him in for a sweet kiss, savoring the taste of him on your lips. Sami's arms encircled your waist, pulling you close as if never wanting to let go.

"I love you too, more than anything," Sami whispered against your lips, his voice filled with genuine affection. The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes , wrapped up in each others arms and exchanging sweet pecks that made your hearts race with love, the locker room's dim light casting a soft glow on your intertwined figures.

As you pulled away from the kiss, a mischievous glint returned to Sami's eyes. "So, about those few more rounds…" he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

You couldn't help but laugh, feeling grateful for the lightheartedness Sami always brought into your life. "Well, I did say maybe," you replied, matching his playful tone.

Sami chuckled, giving you a quick peck on the lips before helping you both tidy up and fix your disheveled appearance. "We defiantly need to get the do not disturb sign from the hotel clerk, otherwise we might get some noise complaints from people like last time."

You giggled at the memory of Sami lying about the noise complaints during one of your more passionate encounters.

"I still don't know how you convinced them we were just going over moves, and that's how we broke the headboards." You both burst into giggles at the memory of the creative excuses Sami had come up with to save face with the hotel staff.

"Hey, I don't know why you're laughing when you weren't complaining when we were breaking those headboards," Sami retorted with a cheeky grin, earning a playful swat on his arm from you.

"I'm sorry, am I the one that likes to get a little carried away?" you teased, enjoying the banter. Sami couldn't help but laugh, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"You wanna talk about getting carried away?" Sami shot back at you, and you rolled your eyes playfully, trying to will the heat away from your cheeks.

"Sami, I-"

"Not even giving me a moment of respite from that promo. Do you know how grueling it is on my vocal chords to talk for that long?" Sami interrupted, feigning an offended tone as he pretended to massage his throat.

"I was not that-"

"Pushing me into the locker room with no regards to the poor door!" Sami continued, his playful expression turning into a mock pout, as if he actually cared for that stupid door.

"Sami-"

"Like a crazy women. I thought my life was over for a second there-" Sami was interrupted by your lips crashing into his, effectively silencing his playful banter. The kiss was a mixture of sweet and fiery, a reminder of the passion you shared.

"Enough talking," you mumbled against his lips, your hands tangling in his hair as you deepened the kiss. Sami chuckled, the vibrations against your lips adding to the pleasure.

"Well, can you blame me? When I have the most beautiful and incredible person in the world as my wife, I can't help but lose control sometimes," Sami admitted when he pulled away from the kiss, his tone turning sincere as he cupped your face in his hands.

You felt your heart swell with warmth at his words. "Smooth talker," you teased, but the love in your eyes mirrored his.

Sami leaned in for another sweet kiss, the lingering taste of passion still present between you. "I mean every word, Y/N. You're my everything." He pecked your lips once more before kissing your nose, giggling when you scrunched it up in a playful manner.

"You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Honorary Uce." you replied, your eyes filled with affection. "Now, how about those rounds?"

Sami grinned, realizing that the night was far from over. "First one to the car get's to be on top!"

Before you realized what was happening, Sami took off in a sprint, leaving you to burst into laughter at his playful competitiveness. This was the man that held your heart in his hands, that made you feel hot all over with just a look, that made you laugh, that made you feel desired and cherished.

"Hey, that's not fair! I can't even run!" You yelled as you chased after him, both of you laughing uncontrollably as you tried to chase after him even though your legs felt like jelly, jumping on his back and making him carry you on his back when you finally caught up with him. 

The locker room door swung shut behind you, leaving behind the echoes of your laughter, the dim light, and the memory of a passionate encounter that had ignited the flames of desire between you and Sami once more.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

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[random-conspiracy]

You guys don’t have an idea of HOW much I love this fucking scene. Everything in this picture is gold. Daniel Craig as Benoit Blanc (my beloved) going full DETECTIVE MODE. The face of pure horror, shock and disbelief of Ana de Armas as Martha. Those empty EYES looking the Void™.  The face of What the fuck is he talking about??? and the ominous and unescapable understanding of every single piece of information. And the forth panel of Benoit Blanc as the Harbinger of Eldritch Knowledge in full display of his braincells, detectiving all over Martha and the rest of the guys. All the fucking thing about the donut, and the donut inside the donut. I know when someone NEEDS and BEGS a whiteboard with desperation.  Like, you know. Sherlock also goes like that, but Sherlock is less subtle. People are used to it. Benoit played the crazy all knowing ass detective card out of nowhere. Oh god, look at him. The day before he was the One who listens in the shadows™ with the piano note and his coin. The man BREATHS for the drama.

#knives out #glass onion #Benoit Blanc my beloved #benoit blanc #daniel craig #ana de armas #film #movies #movie #detective

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hey! I work in a bookshop and quite frequently get asked by parents about Anna Huang or other ‘dark romance’ books which have become popular on tiktok. They often very clearly have no clue what they are and have been asked for them by the kid. I’m totally fine with that and each to their own but sometimes I get the question of whether they’re ‘appropriate’, today it was for a 14 year old. I never want to snitch because I’m sure I read the same when I was 14 but I also don’t know how to feel about lying. As someone who talks about sex ed, do you have any advice for talking to parents about books that depict sex explicitly (and with questions about ‘age appropriate-ness) and potentially what you normally recommend to and for teenagers that age, particularly in front of parents?

hey man, I'm gonna be so real with my take on this:

1.) parents don't need to know everything their kids are reading and 2.) if they're so worried about whether or not a book fits what they think is appropriate for their kids, there are... so many ways to do that. literally just google it, besties. read the synopsis. tiktok dark romances are not shy about what they're about.

and if they're right there in the store, odds are they can get their hands on a physical copy of bestseller Ana Huang's books and flip through to get a sense of what's going on. again, the romance genre is not subtle; catching points of concern will not be hard. your job as a bookseller is to get books in people's hands; the vetting process is up to them and that doesn't make you a liar, frankly.

a good canned response might be something like "a lot of teenagers like these books, and kids tend to be pretty good at knowing what kind of stories they're ready to read. if you're worried about it, maybe you can try reading some reviews of the book before you buy it or having a conversation with your kid about the content." no lies there, and kids really are stellar at just noping out of stories that aren't really landing on their wavelength. and on the flipside of that, kids are actually WAY MORE CAPABLE than many parents think of reading potentially upsetting stories and processing it just fine.

the last time I was teaching sex ed classes with my 4th-6th graders there was this darling boy on the older end of the group who LOVED reading romance novels, but on the day our class was talking about consent he told me very seriously that he thought the characters in his books were actually pretty bad at just talking to each other and how those kinds of relationship dynamics wouldn't be very good in real life. he was completely right! and totally aware that things he thought were interesting to read about weren't good role models! amazing!

for a 14 year old in particular, I think drawing hard boundaries around sex in books is frankly very silly. when I was in middle school the Hunger Games was being cheerfully recommended to every kid who walked into the library; if a 14 year old can read about a bunch of teens slaughtering each other in a state-sanctioned dystopian blood bath they can absolutely read about two people having dubiously written sex.

#bookblr