Tequila and his big fucking knot there ya go. Your thirst for the day.
tequila's knot is all swollen and fat, a few juicy veins throbbing in visible view as if it just can't wait to be pushed inside you. it's attached to his already sizeable cock, so seeing this juicy and bulging knot attached to that makes you shudder in slight fear and arousal. when you give it an experimental squeeze, it feels nice and firm against your palm. though that makes the blonde perro jolt and suck in a shaky breath through clenched teeth.
tequila knows that his knot is bigger than what you're used to, and he makes it his life mission to ensure that you'll never be satisfied by anybody other than him. tequila will gently whisper words of encouragement about how well you're taking him and how you're just being so good for him. he kisses away your tears, hugging you close and stroking your skin as a way to distract you from the stinging discomfort. he comes off as a caring partner, but inside is a much different story.
seeing you react so cutely and clinging onto him so desperately, knowing that his knot has brought you to new heights of pleasure that no one else ever will, has him cumming harder and spilling even more of his potent seed inside. but if you think that just one round is enough for tequila, then you're quite mistaken. tequila will force his body to endure overstimulation, just for the sole purpose of knotting you so many times until your body can never forget the sensation. he's relentless.
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hiya! could I do a romance matchup request for spn, marvel and kingsman please! C:
I am 19 and a straight female so id like male matches please! the only exclusions id ask is for kingsman to have one of the younger(?) characters eg eggsy, whiskey, tequila- as much as i love harry and merlin it would be more like as mentors! and for marvel id be cool with like anyone besides peter because again lil brother vibes haha!
appearance: 5’7”, long dark blonde hair, blue eyes. very girly style, fake tan, glowy natural makeup. glasses if im at home, contacts if im going out.
i am very loud, bubbly and comedic, but i do also need time to decompose and relax. i am an emotionally lead person but it takes me time to open up to others. clumsy, academically smart but lacking in common sense at times. totally fine standing up for myself in an argument but cannot physically fight to save my life. my friends often say i am a drama queen! my confidence tends to falter when it comes to romance and i can get unusually nervous, but once im comfortable I’d become very affectionate.
likes: drawing, sweet scents, sweet foods, spicy foods, tea, candles, flowers & houseplants, anything pink, comedy and action movies. forever a pop music girly but also a bit of a lover of rock. beaches, historical landmarks and random facts.
i hope this is okay, tysm ^-^
Hello!
I made sure to not choose any of the characters you did not want.
I hope you like your matchups!
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Enjoy!
Romantic Matchups; Supernatural, Kingsman, and Marvel
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Romantic;
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Supernatural;
Dean Winchester -
You weren’t supposed to be in danger.
You were just visiting a small town, enjoying a little getaway, when things went horribly wrong.
One minute, you were enjoying a late-night walk, admiring the moonlit scenery, and the next, you were running for your life as a werewolf set its sights on you.
You tripped - of course you did, because clumsiness is your curse - and just when you thought it was over, a gunshot rang out.
You hoped for a silver bullet.
You barely had time to process the silver bullet taking the creature down before a man with a leather jacket, green eyes, and a cocky smirk helped you up.
“You alright, sweetheart? ‘Cause that was a hell of a close call.”
You were too out of breath to do much more than nod, but the second wave of panic kicked in, and Dean was right there to calm you down, cracking a joke to ease your nerves.
Dean never expected you to stick around, but somehow, you did.
You shouldn't have, but you had already seen too much.
You were too curious about the supernatural world to walk away, and let’s be honest - Dean kind of liked having you around.
Your bubbly personality was a stark contrast to his gruff demeanor, but you had this infectious energy that made even the worst hunts a little lighter.
You always brought sweet-smelling candles to the bunker because, “Dean, it smells like a man cave in here, and not in a good way.”
Dean pretended to roll his eyes but secretly liked them, especially the vanilla-scented ones.
You bonded over rock music, arguing about the best bands.
"Sweetheart, if you say one more pop song is better than Zeppelin, I’m leaving you on the side of the road."
You’d bake together, you enjoying the process and Dean just wanting to eat.
He’d steal bites of cookie dough and claim it was for "quality control."
Will help make pie with you.
Dean knew he was screwed when he caught himself staring at you a little too long.
The way your nose scrunched up when you laughed?
The way you always made sure he had a hot cup of tea after a long day?
The way you absentmindedly hummed classic rock songs?
Yeah, he was a goner.
You weren’t much better.
Your confidence always took a nosedive when it came to romance, so you brushed off your feelings.
But the tension?
Palpable.
Sam noticed.
Cas noticed.
Hell, even Crowley probably noticed.
Dean started getting more protective, always standing just a little too close when you were on a case, hand hovering near your waist as if ready to pull you back at any moment.
And oh, when someone flirted with you at a bar?
The way his jaw clenched?
You’d never seen him down a beer so fast just to get you out of there.
He even stopped bringing other women around.
How odd, you thought.
It happened after another close call on a hunt.
You almost got hurt - again - and Dean just lost it.
“I can’t keep doing this, sweetheart. Watchin' you almost die. Thinkin' about what I’d do if you weren’t here. I- hell, I’m no good at this, but I think about you all the damn time.”
You were stunned, heart pounding, and it took all your courage to blurt out, “Good, because I think about you all the damn time too.”
Dean just looked at you, then kissed you, desperate, yet still soft, like he’d been waiting forever to do it.
Mornings together are slow, filled with teasing as you steal his flannel shirts and complain about how he steals the covers.
Sweet gestures like him buying you flowers randomly.
"Just 'cause, alright? Don't make a thing out of it."
Candlelit movie nights - you’d watch action and cowboy films with him, and he’d begrudgingly watch your pop star documentaries in return.
Protectiveness cranked to a hundred.
You stub your toe?
He’s checking it like you broke your foot, carrying you around until you beg him to let you walk on your own.
"I'm fine, De."
"Nope, I'm gonna carry you forever. Don't want you stubbin' your toes again."
Someone looks at you wrong?
He’s staring them down.
"De, stop glaring at the puppy."
"He's givin' ya a weird look."
He would die for you.
But also, he would kill for you.
"I'd kill for you, ya'know?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, De."
Just saying.
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Kingsman;
Tequila -
You were a brand-new recruit at Statesman, fresh out of training, and trying very hard not to let the nerves get to you.
Tequila noticed you the moment you walked in, all confidence with that girly style that made you stand out in the sea of tough agents.
“Damn, sugar, didn’t know we had a beauty contest going on.”
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t fight the grin.
Oh, so he’s that kind of guy, eh?
Tequila flirted with you constantly, but it quickly became your dynamic - fast-paced, playful, and full of teasing.
You’d playfully call him “Cowboy Casanova” when he got too cocky.
He’d make it his mission to get you to flush, just to watch you fluster about for a second.
Training together?
He’d push you hard but always made sure to make you laugh in between.
You were terrible at hand-to-hand combat.
“I ain’t lettin’ you fight anyone, darlin’, but I’ll teach you how to duck.”
Will pin you to the mat-
It snuck up on him.
One day, the flirting wasn’t just flirting.
He wanted you to be his.
And he wanted to be yours...
He got jealous when another agent hit on you, wrapping an arm around you and grinning, “She’s spoken for, partner.”
You thought that he was just saying that to get the other agent away from you, and it worked, and you were thankful - the guy was weird - but his words made your cheeks burn.
You would find out soon enough that he was serious about you.
The confession?
Smooth as ever.
A casual, “So when are we gonna stop pretendin’ we ain’t crazy about each other?”
He calls you “sugar” and “darlin’” like second nature.
Tequila spoils you - flowers, good food, and slow dances in the kitchen.
He loves lazy beach days with you, watching you bask in the sun while he brags, “Best lookin’ woman in all the world, right there.”
Protective, but in a teasing way.
“Ain’t nobody gonna mess with my girl, not unless they wanna meet my rifle.”
Massages, he's pretty good at them.
No more knots in your shoudlers, that's for sure.
Surprise forehead kisses.
Constantly.
You've been warned.
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Marvel;
Thor Odinson -
You joined the Avengers with a vibrant personality and an eye-catching, girly style- something Thor found delightful.
He was fascinated by how effortlessly you could make even the grumpiest teammates laugh.
(Cough Bucky cough).
You told him random historical facts, and he was genuinely enthralled, often responding with, “Truly? Midgard is full of wonders!”
Thor was immediately taken with you, but it wasn’t just attraction - it was the way you shined, how you made every room brighter just by being in it.
He loved listening to you ramble about your favorite movies and songs, even if he barely understood what “pop music” meant.
You taught him how to make tea properly, and now he insists on brewing it for you every morning, proudly calling it “a Midgardian ritual of great importance.”
The protectiveness?
On another level.
He didn’t just stand near you on missions - he practically formed a shield around you.
“None shall harm you while I stand, Lady Y/N.”
Thor doesn’t do subtle.
When he realizes his feelings, he doesn’t hesitate.
One day, after a particularly dangerous mission, he pulls you aside, brows furrowed in concern.
“I do not wish to waste another moment in uncertainty. My heart belongs to you, and I would be honored if you allowed me to cherish you as more than a confidant.”
You’re stunned, nervous as hell, but when you admit you feel the same, he grins like the sun before lifting you off your feet in a victorious, bone-crushing, Thor hug.
Super affectionate.
Thor is all about physical touch.
If you’re in the room, he’s holding your hand, carrying you effortlessly, or pressing soft kisses to your forehead.
Gifts you Asgardian jewelry, always picking out gems that remind him of your eyes. “This crystal shines like the wamrth of your gaze, my love.”
Big spoon forever.
(Will be little spoon for you though-)
You curl into him at night, and he wraps you up like you’re the most precious thing in the universe.
Museume dates!
Loves brushing your hair.
He’s fascinated by the softness and will run his fingers through it absentmindedly.
Will let your brush his hair too, and braid it!
Whenever you bake, he gets way too excited about trying all the sweet treats.
“By the gods, Midgardian food is a gift! Another!"
"Thor, you already had four slices."
Carries you all the time.
You could be walking just fine, and suddenly, boom, you’re in his arms.
“Why walk when I can carry you, my love?”
Flowers?
All the time.
Thor will pick entire fields of flowers just to make you smile.
"Thor, where did you get those flowers?"
"I retreived them from the garden outside the Tower."
Bolivar, the site where the highly-talked about Dossoles Warrior Champion event is taking place. Still, you wouldn’t want to waste the opportunity to laze around not being under Kal’tsit’s careful watch...
gn!doctor!reader x arknights operators (dossoles event operators + platonic!amiya)
*:･ﾟ✧happy 2nd anniversary, fellow doctors! Just finished watching the livestream and im so excited for the dossoles event! Good luck to old and new doktahs pulling for the new ops!
tw: swearing, guesswork for dossoles event and ops, slight ch'en story spoilers
If you thought that Siesta was a beautiful sunny beachside city, then Bolivar is the embodiment of the sun itself.
The grand city held the Dossoles Warrior Champion event which you eagerly accepted for the sake of your operators to relax (and definitely not to fool around without Kal’tsit admonishing you from a distance). After the C.C. Spectrum, you took almost all of the Rhodes Island working staff to Bolivar just for them to unwind. Majority of your newer recruits, most specifically Mudrock and Surtr, tend to stray away from large crowds but you did notice them in a swimsuit minding their own business alongside the glittering beach.
The previous operators who had jobs around the beach were also manning the same jobs. Ifrit was burning up the barbecue place as per usual, other onlookers watching a tiny girl char slabs of meat using an unnecessarily large flamethrower. Though that doesn’t hold a candle to Sora, eagerly interviewing beachgoers for the sake of Penguin Logistics. Anyone who knows Sora immediately started a line, practically flocking her like a group of ducklings.
Meanwhile, you were wearing airy clothes that definitely weren’t your heavy doctor’s coat, as you toured a certain spot with a certain Perro. You were sure that Kal’tsit would have your head because you were alone with someone like Tequila but holy shit you just wanted to relax after such hectic work months.
“Tequila, how did you come to have such a huge store under your name?” You asked him, peering at his tinted sunglasses.
He tilted his head back in mock exasperation before turning his head to you. He raised a hand to lift his sunglasses atop his head, showing you a pouty expression akin to a kicked puppy. “How many times must I tell you, Doctor? Just call me Ernesto!”
You chuckled. “Okay, fine, Ernesto. How do you have such a huge store under your name?”
He smirked, hands going to the back of his head as he closed his eyes. “I have my connections, dear Doctor. It wouldn’t feel right for a person such as my status to not have one such as this!”
He leaned in closer, eyes slanting with mirth. “And it wouldn’t be fair for our illustrious Doctor now, would it?”
You rolled your eyes, pushing his shoulder good-naturedly. “That won’t work on me, Ernesto.”
He sighed out before giving you a cheeky smile. “Can you blame me for trying?”
Ernesto wasn’t the type to be touchy but for you, he would wrap his arm around your shoulders and dragged you to the nearest sorbet stall. You were definitely sure that Kal’tsit would kill you but this was your vacation. You deserve this!
“I’ll treat you, Doctor!” He said, his tail wagging behind him. “Wouldn’t feel like a true Bolivar greeting without our prize-winning sorbets!”
Before you could say anything, a voice from behind stopped you two. “Sorbets? I want some!”
Behind you two, Ceobe stood, a wide smile on her face. Her short overalls and sports bra were a cute look on her but you were surprised that she managed to spot you.
Not noticing how Ernesto’s ear’s dropped, you regarded her. “Kay? What are you doing here?”
She cocked her head to the side and hummed. “That scary doctor told me!”
Goddamnit Kal’tsit.
“So sorbets, right?” She asked once more, hopping closer to you and Ernesto as he growled. “This guy’s gonna give us free sorbets, right?!”
From the corner of your eye, you could see Ernesto slightly bare his fang. Quickly wanting to defuse the situation, you patted Ernesto’s hair, making him drop his guarded face and turned it into a surprised face.
“Sorry about this, Ernesto.” You apologized, preparing yourself for the headache that Ceobe would bring. “I hope you’re aren’t too displeased?”
Like a snap, he smiled at you, ears propped up and eyes so earnest. “Of course not, Doctor! I wouldn’t mind giving our sorbets to your fellow staff!”
And despite the forced grin on his face as Ceobe skipped next to you, the two Perros surrounding you truly screamed ‘summer’.
Unsurprisingly, Ceobe immediately dipped once she has five cups of sorbets in her arms as she comically tried to eat them all. In which she did, but it ultimately led her to having brain freeze. But for some reason, when Ceobe had that brain freeze, she immediately sprinted and jumped across the food street like a bouncy ball before hightailing it to the next food stall. You could only imagine her indigestion afterwards.
Now, with a cup of sorbet in hand, you and Ernesto walked alongside the beachside. With you two finally alone, Ernesto has his glowing smile etched on his face as he toured you. Many beachgoers loitered around the beach but not that it made the beach too overcrowded. It was a perfect paradise that couldn’t be stopped even if someone tried.
That is, until someone tried.
“Eh? Aren’t you the Doctor of Rhodes Island?” The Aegir spoke to you. “What are you doing here?”
Mizuki stood in front of you two with a curious smile on his face. The seemingly innocent civilian-turned logistics staff-turned operator of Rhodes Island was part of the new recruits after the riots. He didn’t seem to hold any malicious intent (even though many warned you to never place him next to other Aegir operators) towards Rhodes Island and he seemed to hold you in some regard.
You couldn’t say the same for your growling Perro friend. “What do you want?”
Mizuki tilted his head to the side, twirling his umbrella. “Can I not greet my saviors without any backlash?”
“Ernesto, please.” You said to him, lightly glaring. You turned back to Mizuki, ignoring the kicked puppy look that Ernesto sent your way. “Sorry, Mizuki. Erensto is touring me around Bolivar.”
Mizuki smiled wide. “Can I join then? I know much more niche places compared to golden boy here.”
His snarky nature was not lost on you as you could feel the animosity Tequila is emitting but you can’t help but want to tease the Perro further. “Of course! We would love to have you!”
He smiled even wider skipping towards your side and grabbing your hand. “I’ll lead the way!”
Before he could tug you away, another hand shot out and grabbed Mizuki’s wrist. Ernesto glared at Mizuki, fangs poking out from his lip. “They’re with me, Mizuki.”
Mizuki stuck out his tongue. “You can join too. I don’t mind.”
His glare worsened. “You--”
“After all, I have to thank my savior in some way, right?” Mizuki continued, shaking off Ernesto’s grip as he looped his arm around yours. The Aegir was short but he showed a surprising amount of strength as he tugged you towards the streets. “Don’t be so sour. I’ll even buy you some snacks as repercussions for ruining your date!”
Oh fuck, now Mizuki is putting gas into the fire. You were now thinking that maybe this was a horrible idea as Ernesto inched his hand towards his sword. Before you could even try to diffuse the situation, a small voice made you freeze.
“Why don’t you guys just go to the beach?” The Liberi operator suggested. “Ch’en is currently fighting Jaye with fish and knives.”
You whipped around to La Pluma-real name Raphaella-as your savior as you broke free from Mizuki and Ernesto to hold your hand. “Raphaella! Of course all of us can go! This is our vacation after all!”
The soft-spoken girl blushed at your contact but didn’t stop you as you dragged her to the beach. You barely gave heed towards the two men, instead waving them behind your shoulder. “You two are welcome to join us!”
You didn’t look back at them, not wanting to incur more violence as Raphaella continued to be flustered.
You didn’t think that Raphaella was serious when she said Ch’en, an ex-Lungmen Official, was fighting Jaye in a fish deboning contest. But here you are, watching Ch’en and Jaye debone large tunas and sending them off to the seafood vendors. Both of them were neck and neck, ignoring the crowd of onlookers as they watched them.
“How long have they been going at this, Raphaella?” You asked her.
She shrugged. “I don’t know. As far as I know, they might debone every fish in Bolivar.”
You hummed, watching Ch’en flick the meat away and into a bowl of rising fish meat. “Who are you betting?”
She hummed. “Not sure... they’re both scary with sharp knives.”
You giggled, patting her arm and not noticing her blush. “Well, my money’s on Jaye. He knows how to handle sushi.”
She nodded, not even watching the competition as she glanced at your hand on her arm. “Right...”
Before you knew it, the timer soon rang out, the two competitors stabbing their knives on the cutting board. When looking at the bowls, it was inherently clear that Ch’en’s bowl was larger and more heavier even though Jaye’s bowl was already spilling fish meat. Everyone congratulated the choppers, as all of the seafood vendors picked up the bowls with much struggle. You saw some people exchange money as they must’ve betted on the experienced fish vendor.
You sighed out. “Ah, well I lost the bet.”
Raphaella blinked at you. “Were you betting something, Doctor?”
You giggled at her. “Just the satisfaction on being right. Don’t worry about it too much, Raphaella.”
She furrowed her brow. “S-Satisfaction?”
“Ah, Doctor.” Ch’en stated, her hands now clean from the fishy smell. You let go of Raphaella to clap your hands at her as she huffed amusedly at your display.
“Congrats on the win, Ch’en!” You congratulated. “I’m surprised you won against Jaye of all people!”
She shrugged. “It wasn’t really a competition. We just wanted to promote the seafood business.”
“Still, it’s surprising for you to accept it.” You remarked. You looked at her summer clothes, which is honestly just her jacket hiding her swimsuit underneath and her cap. She had gone so far from being a high-ranking Lungmen officer to fighting with Rhodes Island for her ideals to getting the most notorious Reunion member there was and now being another operator enjoying her vacation. The growth that Ch'en had gone through made you prouder than you realized, knowing that she abandoned her anti-Infected ideas for the sake of the truth.
She really has grown.
"What's with that face, Doctor?" Ch'en teased, pointing at your dopey smile. "Are you that fascinated with my knife skills?"
And with her growth definitely comes her more lax persona. You rolled your eyes. "Oh yes, I am incredibly swayed by how effortlessly you slashed the meat off the bones."
It was now her turn to roll her eyes. "Remind me to take Jaye's spot as resident sushi chef, then."
As you were teasing with Ch'en, you nearly didn't notice Raphaella's crestfallen expression. You immediately looked at her, concern in your eyes. "Raphaella? Are you okay?"
She immediately perked back up, shaking her head with a blush on her cheeks. "Y-Yes, I'm fine...!"
You raised a brow. Sure, Raphaella was a bit lost in the head but never this flighty. "Are you sure? Is the sun getting to you?"
She shook her head quickly. "I'm fine! P-Please enjoy your vacation!"
Before you could stop her, she quickly sidestepped from your touch and ran away. She went out of your sight so fast that you gawked at how fast she ran.
Ch'en grabbed your shoulder, turning you away from where Raphaella ran as she grinned. "C'mon. There's a huge bonfire lighting up soon and Amiya wants us there."
You raised a brow. "Bonfire? Are you sure Ifrit or Eyja aren't around the vicinity?"
She huffed amusedly, rubbing the back of your head amicably. "Amiya's got it handled. After all, we won't have a lot of vacations after this, so we should make the most of it."
You rolled your eyes but letting her lead you to where the bonfire was. "Easy for you to say. I'm always holed up in my office waiting for the next exciting thing to happen to me."
"Then consider this party the best exciting thing that's been given to you." Ch'en said. You stared at her, not expecting those words to come out from her mouth. This is your serious elite operator, looking down on her enemies as if they aren't worth showing her blade. And yet, here she was, laughing and joking as if she didn't commit a nationwide attack on a city.
The setting sun casted its lasting light on the beach, painting the sky with orange and purple as stars soon speckled the sky. The light highlighted Ch’en’s features, almost as if the sun itself was basking in the growth of Ch’en. The sight of her being so carefree and unguarded further made you happier.
“Lead the way.” You said with a smile and you couldn’t be any more happier when Ch’en smiled back.
As night fell and the stars blanketed the sky, the orange light of the gigantic bonfire met your vision. Familiar faces of Rhodes Island surrounded the bonfire, eating and socializing with others without anything stopping them. Ifrit was still manning the barbecue but this time, Magallan was with her. Her drones shaved the ice into bowls as another drone squirted syrup. One drone also had a can of tuna and sprinkled the canned fish on the ice.
Seeing the rest of the Bolivar operators hanging about (and no longer acting strangely), you sighed out in relief. Feeling a hand poke your back, you turned to see Amiya with a small smile on her face.
“Doctor, here’s some shaved ice.” She said, holding a cup of shaved ice that thankfully was normal. “You look like you’re having fun.”
“I could say the same to you.” You replied, looking at how relaxed she looks. Her summer clothes fitted her nicely as her straw hat covered her head with her ears poking out from the holes. You took the cup from her, thanking her as the both of you looked at the bonfire.
“We’ve truly gone so far, have we, Amiya?” You muttered amidst the fire crackling and people chattering.
She nodded. “Indeed. I never would have thought enjoying the beach with you after everything we’ve done.”
You hummed, fiddling with the cup. “Feels like we don’t deserve it, don’t we?”
Amiya didn’t say anything, opting to mull her words for the bittersweet conversation. “It’s not the matter that we deserve this vacation, Doctor. It’s the matter that we’ve only earned this brief respite after everything that we’ve been through.”
You turned to her, watching her eyes light up against the fire. Despite her being so small, she was just as mature as any other adult. “There is no guarantee that our fight will be over soon, just the same as there will be no guarantee that we will live to see when it will end.”
“But I believe that we should enjoy this moment right now.” She said with a tone of finality, looking at you with a smile on her face. “After all, none of this would’ve happened if it wasn’t for you.”
“So thank you, Doctor.”
Your smile was practically too wide now, almost wobbling from the onslaught of emotions Amiya’s words were. You looked away from her, shoving shaved ice into your mouth. “You...! Stop using your empath powers on me!”
She giggled. “I’m not, Doctor. You’re just too sentimental.”
You huffed, swallowing the rest of the shaved ice as you lightly glared at her. “No I’m not.”
She giggled once more, stepping closer to you that she could bump her shoulder against you. “Whatever you say.”
A sharp whistle stopped you two. Looking up, you saw the telltale signs of fireworks shooting up in the air before exploding in a colorful array of colors. The onlookers stood in awe at the sight, cheering once more from the celebration of Dossoles Warrior Champion event. The rest of your operators stood and watched, while the others raised their own sparklers to join in on the celebration.
Note: I accidentally published the ask before I finished, so I had to delete and then re-do it lol that’s why I am having to post pictures of both parts rather than answering normally.
(Ships are now Closed)
Kingsman:
I ship you with Agent Tequila. Tequila would love that you are friendly and a bit shy, he thinks its cute. He enjoys your dry humor, and also enjoys whatever you bake, more than enjoys actually he loves it. Whenever you are feeling down and anxious he will do whatever he can to make you feel better. He will sit with you and talk with you for hours if needed. He also will sometimes surprise you with baked good as well. They are never great, but it’s the thought that counts right? He’s also really down with the travelling thing, and will always offer to take you with him somewhere if he gets permission (sometimes he doesn’t and brings you anyway).
Prompt First Kiss:
You waited impatiently, pacing around your apartment, glancing towards the door every few minutes. Tequila had been gone for a week now on some secret mission. You had only been dating for a few weeks, but you were very lose, and you worried so much about him.
He hadn’t contacted you the entire time he had been gone, which made you extremely worried and anxious. Finally today he called telling you he was back, and apologizing over and over for having not contacted you.
The anxiety faded and you forgave him, for the relief that he was back and alright was much greater.
Staring out the window you turned quickly when you heard a knock on your door. Rushing quickly towards it, you didn’t even check through the peephole before yanking the door open.
He smiled widely when the door swung open “Hey ba-” he was cut off when your smaller frame wrapped around him, as you jumped into his arms in greeting. Chuckling, he wrapping his own arms around you and carried you into your apartment, closing the door behind him as you clung to him “I missed you too” he chuckled out as he tightened his grip around you, glad to finally have you back in his arms.
As you let go of each other and he set you down on the floor, you smiled widely up at him as relief and happiness flooded through you, you placed your hand on his chest “I’m so glad you are back, and alright, though..” you trailed off as you noticed a bruise around his eye. You reached up towards it with your hand, hovering over it, but not touching it.
“Oh, yeah, don’t worry, you should see what I did to the other guy” he smirked proudly at you.
You rolled your eyes at him playful before wrapping your arms around him again, leaning your head on his chest and breathing in his familiar scent. He leaned his head down, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Hey”
Pulling your head away you looked up at him watching as he smiled gently at you “I really did miss you sunshine” he spoke softly, the pet name making you smile. Bringing his hand to your cheek he cupped your face gently before leaning down slowly, keeping eye contact, as if watching to see if this was okay.
You leaned up in response, in silent consent as you met each other half way. The kiss starting gentle, Tequila moving his other hand to slide through your hair, holding the back of your head as he deepened the kiss, glad to be back with you, and never wanting to let you go.
Buffy:
I ship you with Oz. Oz is not the most confident, but when he met you there was nothing stopping him from knowing you, he knew he wanted to be with you from the moment he saw you. You have a lot of similar interests and can talk about anything for hours. He likes to travel and you to often talk about the different places you would go and what you would do there. Also, I think Oz enjoys reading romance too but would die when you found out.
Prompt Holding Hands:
You walked silently together, your shoulder brushing as you looked around at the nearby stores and restaurants. It was a cool evening with a light breeze, and you had just finished eating out at a restaurant with the rest of the scooby gang.
As you turned around a corner, you felt your hands brush together, followed quickly by Oz slipping his hand into yours. You glanced over at him as he looked the opposite direction, as if nothing happened.
You smiled lightly to yourself as you continued walking. You and Oz hadn’t been dating that long, and had kind of been dancing around each other, neither of you super confident or sure how to act in the new relationship.
You tightened your grip just a little, watching him from the corner of your eye, seeing a small brief smile grace his face.
After a few moments of silence, Oz cleared his throat “Do you want to stop anywhere before we start towards your place?” he asked casually
“You don’t have to walk me home Oz” you replied gently.
He looked over at you “But I want to. Besides, it wouldn’t feel right just letting you walk home by yourself in the evening. And” he continued “I’m your boyfriend, walking you home is part of my job”
You smiled at his sweetness ‘Well in that case, wanna stop and get some hot chocolate?”
He grinned “Of course, but only if you let me pay”
You frowned at him, glaring your eyes playfully as he smirked at you “Fine” you sighed out, making him chuckle.
Leaning closer to him your shoulder pressed together as he squeezed your hand slightly, as you continued your walk towards the cafe, your previous comfortable yet shy silence now replaced by giggles and jokes.
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Hey, fellow writers, gonna kick off a new tag game. If you’re tagged in this, post the best line you’ve ever written and tag some others to do the same.
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From Tequila Sunrise
“You came back.” she whispered with a smile as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
“Of course I did.” he replied, wiping the tear away with the pad of his thumb. “My Sunshine needed me.”
“Understood sir,” (Y/N) nodded, standing up from her chair and walking out.
The head of statesman turned his attention away from her and to Tequila.
“Agent Tequila, this is a formal occasion. Where’s your tie and jacket?” He asked.
“Sorry sir,” The person in question grumbled. The older man narrowed his eyes at him.
“Why have you been acting so strange, you don’t normally get close to breaching regulations-” He interrupted himself before he howled loudly in laughter. The agent bit his lip in embarassment, knowing that his boss knew why his behaviour changed nearly overnight.
