and-umar:

I hate hate hate it when women in video games make sexual noises when they get hit or die in suggestive positions

like women can’t even die in a way that doesn’t exist to turn men on

how dare you sexualise female pain

sentence memes.

  • "You belong to me."
  • "I found you."
  • "I’m in jail."
  • "You make me so hot."
  • "I have to leave."
  • "Please don’t leave."
  • "And what about our parents?"
  • "Who did this to you?"
  • "You shouldn’t have done that."
  • "What happened last night."
  • "We never tell anyone about this."
  • "So, you want to play games?"
  • "Does that require pants?"
  • "Lets just have a lazy day."
  • "Then go kill the bitch."
  • "You broke me."
  • "Don’t touch me."
  • "You can’t fix this."
  • "There’s nowhere we can hide."
  • "I’m not listening."
  • "Who do you think you are?"
  • "I don’t need you here."
  • "Did I fall asleep?"
  • "A little evil goes a long, long way."
  • "I will not die."
  • "I don’t care."
  • "I have no regrets."
  • "I feel numb."
  • "All monsters are human."
  • "You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."
  • "How many time have I told you to be more careful?"
  • "Let’s get you to bed."
  • "I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"
  • "Are you crazy?”
  • "Do you trust me?"
  • "How did you escape?"
  • "Is that blood behind your ear?"
  • "Take. This. Off. "
  • "What’s in it for me?"
  • "What’s in it for you?"
Anonymous asked:
✗ + Francis

thebluitalianspy:

// *happy evil mun noises* Gotta love my anons. espion-francis prepare yourself biatch! Also, since Vampires supposedly have more strength than human people, I followed that logic so Neri could take advantage of him, I’m sorry. :v (No I’m not) And yes, I’m also following the logic that a vampire bite gives the same ecstasy as an orgasm, I’m out.

———————

The rain kept falling hard on her, soaking her uniform rather quickly. God, she hated missions on Nightfall. Funny enough, this was the perfect place for her to test the limits of her new ‘self’. And the best part? Francis was on the same playground as her tonight.

The round kept going, the teams pushing their karts and trying to block the other one, kills here and there, until the spies spotted each other. True to her nature, Nerina called him towards her shifting her index finger, teasing him as the blade of her kunai glistened under the outside lights.

She started running away from him, moving across the battlefield with her Dead Ringer in hand as she lead him onto her trail. It didn’t take long until she had attracted him into one of the empty houses across the location. They were now under safe roof, yet the rain was still falling outside.

"You’re such a good boy, amore… Following me all the way here, not caring about your team." Nerina whispered, turning around to meet his face. Slowly, she started stripping her jacket off, showing him bit by bit her now translucent white shirt. "It makes me happy to see you care so much about me." The BLU spy smirked, letting the jacket fall to the floor. At the same time, her heartbeat now echoed through all of her body, her pulse rising.

Carefully, she made her way towards him, the sound of her heels echoing through the desert place as little droplets of water ran through her face and neck. “The truth is, I felt a sudden urge. A sudden ‘want’…” Nerina breathed, sending her hat flying against the wall. Immediately, her hands flew to his tie, pushing him towards her so their faces were mere inches away from one another. “I want you.”

Their bodies hit the floor like the hard rain outside, kisses and touches running wild as she positioned herself on top of Francis. Her heartbeat was now racing as never before, as she could feel a sudden hunger inside her, consuming her body, yelling at her to feed herself.

Nerina quickly unfastened his jacket, pulling his shirt open, ripping the buttons off. Her hands trailed his skin, as did her lips that met his neck right away. Her breathing gave away to intense panting, her small body shaking ever so slightly. The spy opened her mouth, her fangs pressing on Francis’ hot skin. “Give it to me…per favore.” And so, she plunged her teeth into him, his life source flowing onto her throat as tiny moans left her body, her hands gripping onto his shoulders.

factualcrackpot asked:
Spy, are we friends? I hope we are friends. Friends go fishing together. And eat pie. Lots of pie. Lets be friends.

Nerina slowly blinked at her colleague. “…Suuure… I prefer chocolate to pie, though.”

// Replies to be delayed again because there’s another con this weekend… *rolls and yells like a sea lion* I’m feeling lazy and I don’t wanna go.

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espion-francis asked:
Knocks on her door waiting to be answered.

espion-francis:

thebluitalianspy:

thebluitalianspy:

A loud sneeze came from the other side of the door, followed by random Italian words. The door was opened, soon after. Nerina was in her usual civilian attire, just finishing dressing her white coat and putting a blue scarf around her neck. She would let the hat on her room tonight. “Ciao… Happy Valentine’s day.” The Italian spy smiled, contrasting with her red nose.

Nerina was actually surprised that Francis had managed to knock out the rest of the bottles, even clapping to congratulate him. “Good job, seems like I was wrong.”

Her eyes grew wider in excitement when she saw what the prize was, but the best part was that Francis was actually handing it over to her. Flashbacks from her past start rushing over her like a waterfall. When was the last time she had received a gift like this?

The spy’s hands brushed on Francis’ ones before grabbing the giant panda and trying to hide her face on it’s head, as her cheeks gained a pink hue. “Grazie…” And before he could try to see her face, Nerina turned around and started walking towards a cotton candy stand.

Francis walked behind her with full excitement of the last event. Both of his hands were behind when he followed up besides Nerina. “In a mood of a soft sweet cotton candy?” He faced to Nerina with a smile on his face. 

"What, you don’t like sweet stuff?" She asked, glancing at him before arriving to the stand. Nerina only asked for one, it wouldn’t be that bad if they shared one, besides it was cheaper.

Nerina paid the man before looking at Francis. “You grab it, since I now have to walk around with this thing.” A tiny small could be seen on her lips, as her hands ran over the panda to feel its fur.

espion-francis asked:
The familiar spy walked up to her, taking her hand, spun her around up close. She was facing away from him, but he was behind her, just holding her hand. He had a masquerade mask on and a fedora. "Bonjour, bonjour amour."

espion-francis:

thebluitalianspy:

Her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar individual, a light smile appearing on her lips. She let herself be controlled by him, twirling in the same place and facing the opposite way. A long sigh left her lips. “You’re late!” Nerina growled, taking a few steps away from Francis and turning around to face him. “At this hour I could be dancing with a complete stranger.”

"You are young and you should stay like that, Nerina," he said while his lips formed a smile. This he guide her around, making a turn in motion around the dance floor. "The old man would be me. I haven’t dance like this for a while. I guess we can both can experience a good time again doing this huh?"

"Well scusi if I’m not a vampire to stay forever young and beautiful." She rolled her eyes as she followed his lead. "Oh come on, you’re not that old. Actually… If we were to pick up on the lack of experience you have on knowing women in your past relationships, I could day you’re close to being a young teenager." Nerina teased, doing a half turn on the same place and leaning her back against Francis’ chest, grabbing his two hands and closing his arms around her. The feel of his hands against the lace of her dress was actually delightful.

"Pretty sure you’ll agree with me on that topic, correto amore?" She glanced upwards at him. "That’s why you agreed to stay with me for now so I could teach you some things, after that, you’ll be free." Nerina finished with a bitter tone, stepping forward to just return to the normal dancing position with him, staying in front of him as her free hand lightly tucked on his shoulder.

espion-francis asked:
Knocks on her door waiting to be answered.

espion-francis:

thebluitalianspy:

A loud sneeze came from the other side of the door, followed by random Italian words. The door was opened, soon after. Nerina was in her usual civilian attire, just finishing dressing her white coat and putting a blue scarf around her neck. She would let the hat on her room tonight. “Ciao… Happy Valentine’s day.” The Italian spy smiled, contrasting with her red nose.

"Very well," Francis responding back to Nerina. He took the final ball on his hand. His posture changed to a familiar baseball pitcher normally seen in a game. His arm stretched back, readying himself for a full force throw. Then he swings his arm, releasing the ball towards the half few bottles. The bottles suddenly were knocked over from the stand, thus clangs ringing from the clashing of the floor.

The man in the stand went up to the grand prize. Which happened to be a giant plush of a panda holding what seems to be a pink heart. He handed it over to Francis. 

Francis leaned up taking the plush on his arms then hands over to Nerina. “For you, from my generosity, amour.” Francis smiled behind with the plush on his hand, raised up for his partner.

Nerina was actually surprised that Francis had managed to knock out the rest of the bottles, even clapping to congratulate him. “Good job, seems like I was wrong.”

Her eyes grew wider in excitement when she saw what the prize was, but the best part was that Francis was actually handing it over to her. Flashbacks from her past start rushing over her like a waterfall. When was the last time she had received a gift like this?

The spy’s hands brushed on Francis’ ones before grabbing the giant panda and trying to hide her face on it’s head, as her cheeks gained a pink hue. “Grazie…” And before he could try to see her face, Nerina turned around and started walking towards a cotton candy stand.

heartscale:

i can’t believe quizilla is shutting down… now how am i supposed to find out what anime elemental girl i am or who my yu-gi-oh boyfriend is