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what you give is what you get

Bruce hides the thin lines on his neck behind the high collar of his turtleneck, closing his eyes. The crossword puzzle on the last page of the newspaper whitens untouched and Robertson feels nauseous again. For the fifth time in the last three hours, damn it, do the new pills really cause this kind of reaction? He sighs, opening his eyes and running his gaze over the printed photos of the murder scene again, thinking only of the piercing eyes of the dead woman's brother during the interview.

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Bruce x Brandon from Filth/Shame because @andr33yy reminded me how much I love this fassavoy duo

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Sorry for the wait on fanfics! They will come out.

I am working on a Rory one

Then I am thinking Bruce Robertson?

Thank you for the patienceeee

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Hi there! Do you take requests now?

My cyperfication of James McAvoy has come back to me and I'm so glad I found your blog. 🫀🤲

YES! I am just a little slow rn due to the hurricane recently. But I definitely am happy to take requests!!

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「ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʀᴏʙᴇʀᴛsᴏɴ||ғɪʟᴛʜ 2013」

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「ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʀᴏʙᴇʀᴛsᴏɴ||ғɪʟᴛʜ 2013」

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「ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʀᴏʙᴇʀᴛsᴏɴ||ғɪʟᴛʜ 2013」

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「ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʀᴏʙᴇʀᴛsᴏɴ||ғɪʟᴛʜ 2013」

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Ever since the movie Filth. I have been obsessed! 😌

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Just watched SPEAK NO EVIL

I definitely wanna write fanfic of Paddy. Such a great and deep character.

Also Definitely up to RP as Paddy if anyone wished to do a little roleplay 💕

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JAMES MCAVOY. "Speak No Evil" Interview.

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James Mcavoy in Trance (2013)

I love evil James, when will they give us another villain James with hair…?

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X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014)

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Lost Time: The Return of Lord Asriel

X Men Masterlist

SMUT

Lord Asriel finally returns after months of absence. His face has grown harder, the scars of war and travel etched upon him. Yet the fire in his eyes burns brighter than ever. As he opens the door and enters the room, a familiar sight meets him: Y/N, the woman he has missed for so long. She stands there, accompanied by her dæmon, Arktis, an imposing white wolf who remains vigilant at her side.

Y/N's eyes widen as she sees Asriel, and a flood of emotions washes over her—relief, longing, and an overwhelming need for his presence. She has tried to fill the void with the presence of her dæmon, but it was not the same. No one could replace Asriel's presence.

Stelmaria, Asriel's dæmon, a large snow leopard, elegantly steps beside him. The two dæmons exchange a brief glance, as if they understand that their humans need a moment of privacy. In silent agreement, they withdraw, leaving the room to the two.

Asriel's gaze pierces Y/N with an intense look, filled with desire and unbridled passion. Without uttering a word, he closes the distance between them in a few strides. His hand roughly grabs her arm, and in the next moment, he effortlessly lifts her. Her back slams hard against the wall, but the pain quickly blends with the heat radiating from him.

He presses his lips against hers, and the kiss is anything but gentle. It is wild, demanding, as if he wants to make up for the time they have been apart. Y/N feels the raw power in every kiss, in every movement of his. Her legs wrap around his waist as she feels the pressure of his arousal against her body.

Asriel's groan escapes him as he pulls her even closer. She can feel how hard he is, how much he needs her in this moment. She breathes heavily against his mouth, her hands digging into his back.

"Oh my Lord," she gasps between rough kisses. "Fuck me..."

The growl that comes from Asriel's throat is deep and animalistic. Without another word, he lifts her from the wall, holding her tightly in his arms as he strides quickly toward the bed. Once there, he drops her onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He hastily undresses, almost tearing his clothes from his body, and Y/N follows suit, both hurrying as if they can’t wait another moment.

Asriel climbs over her, his strong body spanning above hers, and without hesitation, he positions himself. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he thrusts into her, filling her completely. Y/N whimpers softly, her body arching beneath him, her hands finding support on his shoulders as he buries himself deep inside her.

"Asriel..." she whispers, her voice a pleading gasp. Each of his movements brings her closer to the edge.

He begins to move, initially slow and controlled, but soon his pace quickens. His thrusts become faster, more powerful, until they are both driven solely by raw, insatiable need.

Y/N whimpers beneath him, her breath growing heavier as she feels the pressure inside her mounting. Asriel's deep, demanding movements propel her toward the brink. Her hands grip his hair as her entire body trembles with tension.

"I'm coming," she gasps, her voice almost breaking with excitement.

The moment she says this, Asriel leans deeper over her, and without warning, he bites down hard on her neck. The pain instantly mingles with the pleasure pulsing through her body, and Y/N cries out, a scream filled with ecstasy. The bite drives her over the edge, and her entire body explodes in waves of climax.

Her hand grips Asriel's hair tightly, pulling him closer as if she never wants to let go. Her whole body quakes beneath him, and in that moment, there is nothing but the overwhelming feeling of fulfillment.

Asriel growls deep in her neck, his body tensing, and with one last powerful thrust, he follows her over the edge. His hot breath burns against her skin, and she feels him release inside her, his movements wild and uncontrolled.

For a moment, there are only the heavy breaths filling the room. Their bodies remain pressed closely together, both still trembling from the intense climax. Asriel slowly releases his bite from her neck, his lips brushing gently over the sore spot while she continues to whisper his name.

"I will never leave you alone for that long again," Asriel finally murmurs, his voice deep and quiet.

"You better not," Y/N breathes with a tired smile, still holding onto him as if to ensure he will not disappear again.

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Rory o'shea