
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
AnasAbdin
noise dept.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS

Product Placement
occasionally subtle

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
YOU ARE THE REASON
almost home

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NASA

roma★
taylor price
RMH
Peter Solarz
i don't do bad sauce passes
d e v o n

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@reddebt-blog
"I don't even like chocolate..." {We all know that's a lie}
“You’re lying and you know it.” Nat said as she pushed the heart shaped box towards him again “why is it so hard for you to let me do the gift giving?”
Natasha smirked with victory as she began to slowly unwrap the gift. “Oh no, I’m not telling you, you’ll have to wait until tonight.”
When she opened the box she gasped and smiled. “Loki this is so beautiful.” She leaned and kissed him before pulling back to hug him tightly. “Thank you so much, can you help me put it on?”
Loki frowned, though he had a feeling it would appear to Natasha as more of a pout. He sighed, but smiled when he saw his wife’s reaction to his gift.
“Of course.” He moved to stand behind Natasha, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “I’m so glad you like it.”
The god placed the necklace around her neck gently, moving her red curls so he could clasp it. He slid his hand down to wrap her in a hug from behind, murmuring in her ear, “I still don’t understand the logic of how this holiday started, but happy valentine’s day darling.”
"You should research that on your own." She smiled as she leaned her head back against his chest. "Happy Valentine's Day my love."
Natasha closed her eyes and enjoyed the embrace and peace, for she knew that their daughters would be waking any moment and the house would be filled with noise. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy it because she very dearly loved it, but moments like these meant so much to the spy.
"I don't even like chocolate..." {We all know that's a lie}
“You’re lying and you know it.” Nat said as she pushed the heart shaped box towards him again “why is it so hard for you to let me do the gift giving?”
Natasha smirked with victory as she began to slowly unwrap the gift. "Oh no, I'm not telling you, you'll have to wait until tonight."
When she opened the box she gasped and smiled. "Loki this is so beautiful." She leaned and kissed him before pulling back to hug him tightly. "Thank you so much, can you help me put it on?"
"I don't even like chocolate..." {We all know that's a lie}
“You’re lying and you know it.” Nat said as she pushed the heart shaped box towards him again “why is it so hard for you to let me do the gift giving?”
Loki frowned, looking from the overly glossy red box to Natasha’s green eyes. “Because I don’t need any gifts, and you know the girls will find this sooner or later. They’ll turn into little berserkers…”
“And besides,” he placed a small, simply wrapped box in front of her, “you haven’t even opened your gift.”
Nat narrowed her eyes "Loki, you're being difficult." This of course was not the real surprise but she wanted to be cute. She took the small box but continued to hold out the chocolate in front of her husband.
"So help me god, if you don't take this box you won't get your real gift."
"I don't even like chocolate..." {We all know that's a lie}
"You're lying and you know it." Nat said as she pushed the heart shaped box towards him again "why is it so hard for you to let me do the gift giving?"
VALENTINE’S INSPIRED MEMES
“He loves me, he loves me not… oh.”
“She loves me, she loves me not… oh.”
“I don’t think it’s love…”
“So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?”
“I don’t even like chocolate.”
“Yeah, nothing says ‘I love you’ more than a bouquet that’ll die in two days…”
“I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker… but at least they have good taste in gifts.”
“Oh! It’s my favourite time of year.”
“If I send a mass text to all the people I like, I don’t need to get all of them gifts do I?”
“I’ve never had a Valentine.”
“Will you be my Valentine?”
“Do you have a Valentine yet?”
“No one ever serenades me any more.”
“Just don’t write a song and play it in front of everyone again… it’s embarrassing.”
“Any secret admirers?”
“Oh, so you’re my secret admirer?”
“I may have been admiring you not so secretly.”
“Just because you like me doesn’t mean the feeling is mutual.”
“Seeing as we’ve both not got anyone, do you want to come to mine and watch a film?
“We’re never getting back together.”
“So, he got me a teddy bear, but we fought and he tore off it’s head.”
“How about instead of being ridiculous on one day of the year, you just be a decent partner for the other 364 days?!”
“We’re not together any more.”
“If you haven’t booked a table we definitely won’t get to eat there on such short notice.”
“It’s just Valentine’s day… I don’t see the big deal.”
“What do you mean you didn’t get me anything?”
“I’m feeling sick, is it okay if we arrange our date for another night?”
“I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker….”
“Well… they don’t know I’m going out with you so we’re going to have a girls night sitting in and cry about being single…”
“I’ve got the lube and strawberries, we’re all set!”
“I got out the whipped cream and she slammed the door in my face.”
“I am not wearing that.”
“When he said he would give me a pearl necklace, I thought I was getting actual jewelry.”
“It would have been a lot more romantic if you de-thorned the rose before you put it in your mouth…”
“I’m all for dressing up… but, how do you wear this?”
“If I see another couple holding hands, I’ll… I’ll-”
“Young love, isn’t it sweet?”
“Who did you get all these roses for?”
“I don’t love you, I’m just here for the chocolate.”
“So, let me get this right, you want me to be a stand in to make the person you like jealous?”
“Valentines? Pft!”
“That’s the least romantic thing anyone has ever said to me…”
“What are you doing? Why are you on one knee? Get up! Get up!”
“My mum gave me a rose because she felt sorry for me.”
“Look, you can buy me all the chocolates in the world, I still won’t go out with you.”
“A diamond ring? I appreciate the offer… but don’t you think this is a bit… excessive?”
Business
“It’s a bird,it’s a plane,no,it’s IRON MAN!” The billionaire said to the former soviet spy.”Come on Tasha,you know that was funny.I mean,imagine how much profit a slogan like that could make?I could make millions in t-shirts alone.”He chuckled.
@reddebt
Natasha rolled her eyes and continued to read her book as the man carried on his elaborations "do you really need to make another million dollars?"
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[text] hmm, I suppose we will.
[ text: ] Hurry up, Romanoff.
Nat smirked and rolled her eyes. She did take her good time getting to the apartment. After being 30 minutes late she knocked on the door, pulling the snuggest look she could muster.
reddebt:
[text] and if I’m late?
[ text: ] Well you’ll just have to wait and find out for yourself.
[text] hmm, I suppose we will.
reddebt:
[text] Actually I just want you in the dress shirt and the tie.
[text] I want you to tie me up with it.
[ text: ] Fifteen minutes. [ text: ] Don’t be late.
[text] and if I'm late?
Send my muse the word ‘lust’ and my muse will reveal a naughty thought they’ve had about your muse.
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[text] Actually I just want you in the dress shirt and the tie.
[text] I want you to tie me up with it.
[ text: ] Speaking to my heart. [ text: ] I can certainly make that happen.
[text] so when should I report for duty, Cap?
@reddebt
[text] what if I want you in a suit?
[text] It’s one of those kind of nights.
[ text: ] I could change and be in a suit by the time you get here. [ text: ] If you’d like.
[text] Actually I just want you in the dress shirt and the tie.
[text] I want you to tie me up with it.
[Text] What are you wearing? (Redebt)
Thread Starters : Kink Edition
[ text: ] I might be wearing my birthday suit[ text: ] I might be wearing lingerie. [ text: ] Might have to find out ;)
[text] what if I want you in a suit?
[text] It's one of those kind of nights.
reddebt:
Natasha wasn’t one who enjoyed being backed into a wall often but the way Steve was looking at her sent shivers down her spine. Soon she was stark from the waste up and Steve went to work on her breasts and she leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. Steve wanted to pleasure her and she was not going to deny him that pleasure. When she felt his hand slip into her pants she let out a soft moan and her hands reached into his shorts and began to stroke him.
Honestly, having Natasha liked this was one of the biggest turn on for Steve. He meant it too when he said he wanted the whole place to hear them going at him. Maybe Steve was in more of an exhibitionist mood. He paid careful attention to her breasts, trying to give her as much stimulation around the nipples as he could. He smirked as his hand slipped into her panties. She felt warm and intoxicating, making Steve want to get every inch of her. His fingers worked in circles, slowly, teasing her slightly to build up tension between them. As eager as he was, he didn’t want to rush them. He groaned as he felt a hand around his length, bucking into the touch slightly. He smirked at her as a finger found her entrance, slowly teasing her.
She was all his. Her strokes became slower as he teased her. Her hand slowly running up his shaft and releasing just before the head before grasping him at his base to repeat the process. She didn't make any further noises as he touch all the right spots, she wanted him to work for it if he was going to make her scream. A devilish smirk appeared on her face as she felt him stiffen even more "look at you, Cap. You keep getting harder and harder."
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Natasha grinned and pulled back to give him the opportunity to lift off her shirt. When that was discarded she unbuttoned Steve’s pants. Her bare skin pressed against the smooth drywall and it sent shocks up her spine “you want everyone to hear me? Well if you really want that you better start making me want to make some noise” she teased as she pushed his pants to the floor.
Steve made quick work of her shirt, tossing it to the side. He hands moved up, caressing her breasts through the fabric of her bra. He smirked at her, not saying anything as he reached a hand back, unhooking her bra. He threw it to the side as he stepped out of his pants. Bending down, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before enclosing his mouth, giving it a gently suck. Steve loved pleasuring Natasha and even more than that he loved seeing how she reacted to it. He hummed against her skin, looking up at her as he pulled away. “Oh I fully intend on doing so.” He teased, wrapping his mouth around her other nipple as a hand slipped down into her pants.
Natasha wasn't one who enjoyed being backed into a wall often but the way Steve was looking at her sent shivers down her spine. Soon she was stark from the waste up and Steve went to work on her breasts and she leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. Steve wanted to pleasure her and she was not going to deny him that pleasure. When she felt his hand slip into her pants she let out a soft moan and her hands reached into his shorts and began to stroke him.
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“I love getting you all worked up” as grinned as she stared to take small, slow steps back towards the wall, keeping him close as they moved “you want to stay here, have your way with me?”
Steve enjoyed it as well. Natasha was really the only women who could make him like this, make him feel so spontaneous and adventurous. “Oh, I know you do.” He says with a smirk, moving his hands up to begin to pull her shirt off. Normally Steve wouldn’t have even dreamed about doing something like this so out in the open. Natasha just seemed to have that special affect on him. He licked his lips and smirked, following her to pin her up against the wall. “Of course. And I want everybody to be able to hear it too.”
Natasha grinned and pulled back to give him the opportunity to lift off her shirt. When that was discarded she unbuttoned Steve's pants. Her bare skin pressed against the smooth drywall and it sent shocks up her spine "you want everyone to hear me? Well if you really want that you better start making me want to make some noise" she teased as she pushed his pants to the floor.