Rules: Make a 24 hr poll with five of your favourite characters and tag five people or however many you want. See which character is everyone's favourite.
Thanks for the tag @bisexualterror !!! Ly!! 🩷
who's your favorite
Castiel (Supernatural)
Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)
Selene (Hades 2)
Melinoë (Hades 2)
Remaining time: 19 hours 19 minutes
Tagging: @silverwitch316 @jesterbruk and whoever else sees this and wants to play, go for it! No pressure!
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Addams Family Values (1993) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
I don't wanna hurt anybody. I don't enjoy hurting anybody. I don't like guns, or bombs, or electric chairs. But sometimes people just won't listen. And so, I have to use persuasion. And slides.
There is something about this gif that sends my ovaries to overdrive. It makes my brain go brrrrrrrrrr and my heart to explode. Yes, I know he's hurt. Yes, I know he's spitting blood. But I want him to spit ON ME. I'll bonk my own head now
Okay so I already agreed but then the spitting blood on- yeah uh huh agreed very much agreed.
After watching it more times than I'm willing to admit and having breathing difficulties, I am happy to report: that lil bounce I'm gonna cryyyyy even when he's injured and disgustingly hot he's adorable!!
Also, y'know, yes please.
I will take one, rushed delivery, on my doorstep by morning thank you very much. I do not care about the cost, I'll sell everything I own and everyone I know. Danke.
Alright hold your horses because-
Explicit/16+ - blood kink, spitting on reader's tits, somewhat dom!reader and switch/sub(ish)!Cas
Castiel barely managed to fight off the horde of Angels sent to kill you and him both. You did what you could, but you didn't quite have the strength and skill of an Angel, so more than anything you just covered Cas, fighting who you could, distracting others for him.
When you're sure that they're all dead, you turn to Cas, seeing him all bloodied up and broken. He's been through worse, but every time hurts like it's you, like you're the one bleeding on the pavement.
You threw your arms around his neck, pulling him in tight with no intention of letting go.
His arms came up to your back weakly, sore in ways he was sure not to tell you yet. You always worried too much about him.
When you finally released him, trying to cover up your small sniffles, he turned, moving away from you a little as he spat out a mouthful of blood, no longer being able to hold it in.
When he looked back and saw you staring, frozen, he thought it was another human thing he'd gotten wrong. It was wrong, or gross, or some other strange emotion he wasn't entirely sure of.
He tried to start an apology but he was shut down fast, your prayer interrupting him.
"Do that to me"
"Do what?"
"C'mon Angel" You breathed out.
"I don't understand"
You closed your eyes, not even allowing yourself to say the words, a prayer being easier, almost like a thought.
"Spit on me"
"But- my blood, it's-"
"Hot as fuck"
His eyes widened the slightest bit, unaware of this side of you.
He stilled, unsure of how to proceed, before you felt something warm and wet land on your tits. Thank fuck you wore a low cut top today.
You looked down, seeing the red sliding down your cleavage, spreading over your skin. You're throat tightened, breathing stopping for just a moment before you surged forward, hands grabbing Cas' face and pulling him into a deep, bruising kiss.
Your tongue delved into his mouth, tasting the sweet, metallic tang, instantly addicted.
When Cas pulled back, you could tell he was surprised and a little confused, so you answered the question he didn't know how to ask. Why?
You pressed close, breathing heavy, lips trailing over his neck, nipping at his ear.
There is something about this gif that sends my ovaries to overdrive. It makes my brain go brrrrrrrrrr and my heart to explode. Yes, I know he's hurt. Yes, I know he's spitting blood. But I want him to spit ON ME. I'll bonk my own head now
Okay so I already agreed but then the spitting blood on- yeah uh huh agreed very much agreed.
After watching it more times than I'm willing to admit and having breathing difficulties, I am happy to report: that lil bounce I'm gonna cryyyyy even when he's injured and disgustingly hot he's adorable!!
Also, y'know, yes please.
I will take one, rushed delivery, on my doorstep by morning thank you very much. I do not care about the cost, I'll sell everything I own and everyone I know. Danke.
Alright hold your horses because-
Explicit/16+ - blood kink, spitting on reader's tits, somewhat dom!reader and switch/sub(ish)!Cas
Castiel barely managed to fight off the horde of Angels sent to kill you and him both. You did what you could, but you didn't quite have the strength and skill of an Angel, so more than anything you just covered Cas, fighting who you could, distracting others for him.
When you're sure that they're all dead, you turn to Cas, seeing him all bloodied up and broken. He's been through worse, but every time hurts like it's you, like you're the one bleeding on the pavement.
You threw your arms around his neck, pulling him in tight with no intention of letting go.
His arms came up to your back weakly, sore in ways he was sure not to tell you yet. You always worried too much about him.
When you finally released him, trying to cover up your small sniffles, he turned, moving away from you a little as he spat out a mouthful of blood, no longer being able to hold it in.
When he looked back and saw you staring, frozen, he thought it was another human thing he'd gotten wrong. It was wrong, or gross, or some other strange emotion he wasn't entirely sure of.
He tried to start an apology but he was shut down fast, your prayer interrupting him.
"Do that to me"
"Do what?"
"C'mon Angel" You breathed out.
"I don't understand"
You closed your eyes, not even allowing yourself to say the words, a prayer being easier, almost like a thought.
"Spit on me"
"But- my blood, it's-"
"Hot as fuck"
His eyes widened the slightest bit, unaware of this side of you.
He stilled, unsure of how to proceed, before you felt something warm and wet land on your tits. Thank fuck you wore a low cut top today.
You looked down, seeing the red sliding down your cleavage, spreading over your skin. You're throat tightened, breathing stopping for just a moment before you surged forward, hands grabbing Cas' face and pulling him into a deep, bruising kiss.
Your tongue delved into his mouth, tasting the sweet, metallic tang, instantly addicted.
When Cas pulled back, you could tell he was surprised and a little confused, so you answered the question he didn't know how to ask. Why?
You pressed close, breathing heavy, lips trailing over his neck, nipping at his ear.
There is something about this gif that sends my ovaries to overdrive. It makes my brain go brrrrrrrrrr and my heart to explode. Yes, I know he's hurt. Yes, I know he's spitting blood. But I want him to spit ON ME. I'll bonk my own head now
Okay so I already agreed but then the spitting blood on- yeah uh huh agreed very much agreed.
After watching it more times than I'm willing to admit and having breathing difficulties, I am happy to report: that lil bounce I'm gonna cryyyyy even when he's injured and disgustingly hot he's adorable!!
Also, y'know, yes please.
I will take one, rushed delivery, on my doorstep by morning thank you very much. I do not care about the cost, I'll sell everything I own and everyone I know. Danke.
Alright hold your horses because-
Explicit/16+ - blood kink, spitting on reader's tits, somewhat dom!reader and switch/sub(ish)!Cas
Castiel barely managed to fight off the horde of Angels sent to kill you and him both. You did what you could, but you didn't quite have the strength and skill of an Angel, so more than anything you just covered Cas, fighting who you could, distracting others for him.
When you're sure that they're all dead, you turn to Cas, seeing him all bloodied up and broken. He's been through worse, but every time hurts like it's you, like you're the one bleeding on the pavement.
You threw your arms around his neck, pulling him in tight with no intention of letting go.
His arms came up to your back weakly, sore in ways he was sure not to tell you yet. You always worried too much about him.
When you finally released him, trying to cover up your small sniffles, he turned, moving away from you a little as he spat out a mouthful of blood, no longer being able to hold it in.
When he looked back and saw you staring, frozen, he thought it was another human thing he'd gotten wrong. It was wrong, or gross, or some other strange emotion he wasn't entirely sure of.
He tried to start an apology but he was shut down fast, your prayer interrupting him.
"Do that to me"
"Do what?"
"C'mon Angel" You breathed out.
"I don't understand"
You closed your eyes, not even allowing yourself to say the words, a prayer being easier, almost like a thought.
"Spit on me"
"But- my blood, it's-"
"Hot as fuck"
His eyes widened the slightest bit, unaware of this side of you.
He stilled, unsure of how to proceed, before you felt something warm and wet land on your tits. Thank fuck you wore a low cut top today.
You looked down, seeing the red sliding down your cleavage, spreading over your skin. You're throat tightened, breathing stopping for just a moment before you surged forward, hands grabbing Cas' face and pulling him into a deep, bruising kiss.
Your tongue delved into his mouth, tasting the sweet, metallic tang, instantly addicted.
When Cas pulled back, you could tell he was surprised and a little confused, so you answered the question he didn't know how to ask. Why?
You pressed close, breathing heavy, lips trailing over his neck, nipping at his ear.
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