I Mean, They Look Kinda Similar Right?

[Meeting for the first time]

Natasha: What do you do?

Y/N: I race cars.

Natasha: Do you win many races?

Y/N: No, the cars are much faster.

Natasha: I think I’m in love with you.

Y/N: You mean as friends?

Suicide Squad (2016) dir. David Ayer

Plucking the book from his hands and plopping yourself on his lap, you smoosh your face against his, pressing your lips together as hard as you can while making sticky, sweet kissy noises against him. You can practically hear the confusion swirling in his brain, feel the tension in his face as he furrows his brows, and you can’t help but giggle as you feel a hand slowly, unsurely resting on your back, patting it softly as you would a friend.

You laugh, but keep your lips flush to his, causing him to try and pull back slightly. “What, are you doing?” You follow his head and keep kissing him.

“Missed you today,” you coo, voice warbled by the smooshing of your lips against his. “A lot.”

“Okay? But why the-“

“No talk, just kiss,” you hum.

“This isn’t a kiss,” he defends. “This is you pressing your face against me, and our lips happen to be touching.”

With that, you reel back, fast, and his eyes blink in confusion. “Are you saying you don’t want to kiss me?” You pout.

“No, that’s not what I said-“

“Okay, good,” you giggle, dashing against him again, this time knocking your heads together. He groans in pain while you laugh against his lips, but you swear you feel his face soften when you pull back juuuuust barely, the affection now resembling more of an actual kiss. He even shifts his lips out to meet yours, the hand on your back cradling the back of your head, and it makes the concussion you potentially just gave him worth it.

“We need to talk about your cuteness aggression though,” he mumbles against you.

“No, let’s just stay like this.”

“For how long?”

“Forever.”

“Forever’s a long time.”

You pull away and adjust yourself slightly, cradling his cheek before smiling and leaning forwards to kiss him again.

“Fine by me.”

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hq: kageyama, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa, akaashi, ushijima, semi, kita, suna, sakusa

bnha: bakugou, todoroki, dabi

jjk: sukuna, megumi, geto, toji, higuruma, nanami

tr: draken, baji, inupi, rindou

bllk: rin, nagi, chigiri, barou, karasu

+ ur faves 🫶🏻

gn this makes me giggle every time i see it

"Love, Shigaraki ఌ"

ima start ending all my posts with this shit

your dickhead boyfriend who knows simon is obsessed with you and instead of confronting him about it, he just decides to “lower your value” in front of him except simon is too far gone now

revealing his pet peeves about you, what you’re like to live with. he thinks telling simon about how your hair clogs the shower drain or how you you forgot to flush the toilet after you peed this morning will turn him off but he’s never been hornier in his life

all he’s doing is adding fuel to the already out of control fire. you’re the love of his life, nothing is off-limits to him now. he won’t play this game with your boyfriend, no one humiliates simon’s wife.

“strange.” is all simon says, taking a sip of his bourbon

“what’s strange?”

“nothin’ jus… can’ imagine wha’ it’s like bein’ a pussy tha’s afraid of piss an’ hair.”

Continued from [ X ] @lordofthestrix

Just the way that this man spoke was incredibly amusing for Katherine. She had only ever had a brief taste of high society at best, a little socialite under the Mikaelson wing, and he really embodied her entire experience with them. More so that Elijah, even. It must be his cadence, it differed from the suited original's.

More dramatic, which makes sense, considering he collects tales apparently. And he spoke of the tale of Katerina Petrova like it was one of his favourite bed time stories of all time.

She cant help the very subtle smirk that crosses her features as he speaks of his enjoyment regarding the rumours of her. It's always nice to meet a fan after all. Especially one that hates Klaus. It sounds like almost as much as she does.

The smirk only grows wider as he goes on. Finally an older vampire that recognizes just how bad ass she is. God how it must have stung for Klaus to know that a human girl outsmarted him and completely derailed his ritual plans by turning herself. Katherine is honestly the best.

Still she remained quiet as he spoke, she could interrupt, but she was being praised so why stop a good thing when she could listen to it for hours? Another little part of it was she was and always will be partially in that little peasant girl mindset. Quiet at a table of her betters, it wasn't something Katherine actively noticed, if she did she would put a stop to it right away. However she was rarely in a situation like this, with someone she didnt see herself equal or superior to. He probably noticed, but she didn't. Remaining quiet till she was directly prompted for an answer.

"Well I've got to admit, in all my years of being treated, your reasoning truly beats whatever shallow reasons men have had in the past." She gave him a little wink just to solidify her thinly hidded insinuation of their motives.

Speaking of the suit, she is not quick enough to hide the raise in her brows upon hearing his sire. Katherine leaned forward resting her forearms on the table, intrigued, a smile on her lips born of surprise and interest.

"You are Elijahs first sire...?" Realistically, she knew Elijah must have Sired a lot of vampires, a thousand years is a long time and all of them came from one of the 5..6....28 Mikaelsons right? Still it was so weird to think about. What was so special about this man that Elijah thought he deserved eternity...?

Riding the high of new and incredibly interesting information, Katherine smiled at the waitress, and addressed her with the same confidence she had walked in with.

"Blackened alligator, roasted red potatoes, and a glass of B plus."

It was wine, but given that this was a vampire themed cafe, they had clever names for everything. Plus she really liked Sangria.

Person A: “Wait…. You’re Married?!”

Person B: “Why is that always such a shocking revelation for people?”

Person A: “Uh…. Maybe because you’re a fucking villain! Does your partner even know?!”

Person B: “Of course they know! All healthy relationships require proper communication!”

Tristan: You are important to me and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Liesel: I would be happy if you stopped hiring criminals to steal ancient texts and poisoning your own food.

Tristan: I said within reason, Kore. How about I murder that guy?

Liesel: So murder is in reason but proper self care and lawful behavior isn't?

Tristan: Well, of course, dear. What kind of question is that?