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I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM

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RHYS MONTROSE MENTIONED IN 2025? excuse me while i freak the fuck OUT

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ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴛꜱ

ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʙʀɪᴀɴ ᴍᴏꜱᴇʀ

ᴛᴡ: ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱ1 ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴇxᴛᴇʀ, ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏᴜʀ, ᴏᴏᴄ ʙʀɪᴀɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ, ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.

Not proofread.

You’ve met Brian ever since you both were children. Brian being evaluated in the psychiatric hospital after having experienced the most traumatic moment in a cargo container. And you being in the hospital for your own reasons.

You both quickly clicked and become the best of friends, being together for everything everywhere. You two were inseparable. That is when Brian and you got enrolled into different universities for your studies. Having no choice, you both parted to your own ways.

Since then, you hadn’t seen Brian for years. That is when you worked for the Miami Police Department and you’ve met people that you cared for like Debra Morgan, her brother, Dexter, Sargent Angel, Masuka, Maria, Sargent Doakes and more. For a while, you had forgotten about Brian, that is when the Ice-Truck Killer starts murdering and leaving clues of the past.

At first, none of the murders showed any clues on the identity of the murderer that is until the crime scene at the Marine View Hotel. The first step you took in the room immediately rings a bell in your mind. It had kept you up all night. Then something clicked. The crime scene reminded you of the time where Brian told you what and why he is in the hospital in the first place.

Mother murdered— cargo container— 2 inch of blood filled the floors of the cargo. The sprays of blood at the crime scene looked almost identical to the drawings that Brian drew that when he was young that you still kept. Now everything makes sense. You had read every news article of crimes due to trying to find clues from a murder case years ago— coming across the one article that you had printed and kept for yourself.

The article of the murder of Laura Moser’s death. The last name caught your eye and you read the whole thing to find out that it was the mother of your coworker, Dexter and your best friend, Brian. You’ve connected the dots that they both were biological brothers and you had also connected the dots that Brian might be the Ice-Truck killer but you had no proof that he is the killer or even alive.

It’s all a coincidence, right?

“Hey, [Name]! Come here!” Debra yelled at you across the main room of the police department excitedly.

You walked towards her to see a well dressed man, average height- slightly shorter than you by her side. “Well, who is this Deb?” You asked her. Observing the man, he seemed to be from the hospital near the department by the tag hanging off of his breast pocket.. ‘Rudy Cooper’.

“Ah ok! Ive been waiting to introduce him to you first ‘cause you’re my bestie-“ Debra explained with a wide grin. “Rudy,, meet [Name], [Name],, meet Rudy— my boyfriend!”

“Nice to meet you, Rudy...-“ You held your hand out for a hand shake.

“Ah, Cooper, Rudy Cooper. [Name] huh,,, well— nice to meet you-“ he seemed to be stumped for a second after Deb said your name before he shakes your hand in response.

You gave him a smile before telling Deb- “Well, I have to send this off to Lieutenant LaGuerta, see you?” You said pointing out the file in your hand

“Oh yeah sure, see ya!” Deb said as you walked to LaGuerta’s office.

Something about that man, Rudy was it? He gives you the feelings that you can’t point.

So you did the things that normal people do, you took your lunch break and day off to,, observe Rudy. You walked around the hospital, watching and remembering his schedule, where his apartment is, everything. Being apart of the police department helps a lot when you need information on someone.

This is normal. Totally normal.

Well scratch that— one day, normal day for you to,, observe Rudy again. You don’t think he knows that you’re doing this, seeing him leave the club with the hooker that looked unconscious, following him to his apartment. You had broken in the said apartment sometimes, so following him back into his home is not a problem you would come across.

You didn’t had 100% proof that he was the Ice-Truck Killer but you had 100% proof that he is Brian by getting a match for his prints from a Tampa mental hospital before Angel does, leading you to the name Brian Moser. You had your own speculation that he is the killer so seeing him record a horrifying video of the victim that he kidnapped, killing her and draining her blood doesn’t surprise you. Well you had the intention to surprise him at least. After he was done with his ‘work’, he soon came out of his refrigeration chamber, he soon saw you sitting on the floor leaning against his couch, reading a book you found on the table.

“So. You knew?” He asked, without any hesitation.

You stood up, towering over him, putting the book down to walking towards him, saying “always had a hunch” and pulling him into an embrace, patting his back.

“Oh how I missed you, Brian.”

Brian reciprocated the hug and says “Me too.”

After a while, Brian dragged you to the kitchen and had some bottle of beers “So what now, are you going to report me to the police?” Brian asked. You half laughed-scoffed “how am i going to do that? You’ll kill me before i even get there- hell you might even report me to the police for breaking in. And besides, I lo- care to much about you.” You explained.

“Just say you love me-“ he said before pulling you by your tie into a kiss. His hand grips your hair while your hand landed on his waist. Pulling away to catch both of your breath but lips still touching. “So.. you’re not creeped out by my ‘little hobby’? Terrified even?” He asked. You thought about it, looking at him before saying “No, not really. I really expected this thing would happen the first time you told me about your past at the mental hospital.”

“You still remember that? Fair enough.” Brian said before pulling you into another kiss. You both spent the night together after reuniting and cherishing each other’s presence. You vowed to him to never leave him alone ever again.

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

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Dating Brian Moser headcanons (Brian Moser x fem reader)

He leaves you for a man

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May I request something about giving John head… and he’s whimpering and shit… thinking thoughts. Cause that man would be VOCAL.

he’s so pathetic about it. really—he tries not to be. tries to brace one hand against the counter like he’s still got some kind of composure, the other tangled in your hair like he’s the one calling the shots. but the act cracks quickly.

the tip of his cock is flushed, angry red and leaking, a fat bead of pre-cum already pooling at the slit, and you haven’t even taken him fully into your mouth yet. you lick at him once—slow, mean—and he jolts like you’ve shocked him, hips twitching forward with a quiet gasp.

“fuck—baby, don’t tease—don’t…”

but he doesn’t stop you either. just lets out this trembling little exhale when you finally suck him in deeper, the warmth of your mouth pulling another broken sound from his chest. he’s so easy to ruin. you flatten your tongue, let him slide in heavy against the back of your throat, and he chokes on his own moan.

he still tries to guide you—tries to thread his fingers tighter in your hair and rock his hips, shallow and desperate, like he’s got any say in it. but the longer you keep going, the more that weak, boyish grin of his starts to fall apart. his jaw clenches. his head tips back. he’s panting now, breathy and unsteady, muttering something under it all that sounds like a prayer or a warning or maybe both.

“oh fuck, oh fuck—shit, baby, i’m gonna—i can’t—”

his thighs start to tense under your hands, muscles drawn tight, and he starts bucking up into your mouth in these erratic, stuttering thrusts. the need in him is unbearable. he’s gripping your hair so tightly you can feel your scalp ache, but he doesn’t even notice—doesn’t care. he’s too far gone. too fucking close.

and then—voice cracking around it—he pleads:

“you gotta swallow. please. baby—fuck, please, i need you to…”

it’s almost humiliating, the way he says it. like he’s terrified you won’t. like if you don’t, he’ll come undone in the wrong way, something deeper than physical. you know this about him—he needs it. needs the confirmation, the closeness, that symbolic little act like it means you still love him. that he’s still good enough to be kept.

you suck harder, just to hear him cry out for you.

when he finally comes, it’s with a gasped-out curse and a full-body tremble, his release hot and heavy down your throat. he whimpers when you don’t pull away. he groans when you keep sucking, like you’re milking him for every drop, like it means something more than just pleasure.

you swallow—slow and deliberate.

and when you look up at him, spit-slicked and satisfied, his hand is already on your cheek, thumb brushing over your lips like you just told him you loved him out loud.

he’s red-faced and wrecked. still panting. still twitching. but he looks at you like you saved him.

because you did. you always do.

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lewis pullman in a suit and tie.

that’s it. that’s the post.

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tower fics are so back baby

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You have my full permission to be weird and inappropriate at me

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CUCUMBER

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#desirethat #cravethat #eatingthat

credit: gamor4ae

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lewis pullman I fear i've grown fond of you though there are exceedingly appalling sexual urges & desires. you come to me as a long lost friend whom I once picked apples with at your papa's orchard

**credits to aftersunfilm on x!!**

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he is so unconcerned with being Hollywood Actor Cool™️ (complimentary). we have to protect that vibe at all costs.

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Imagine fighting with a chicken. Such animal cruelty.

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My favorite bit in Thunderbotls*

Yelena is absolutely destroying Walker, and he just goes "Jesus" 😭😭😭😭

The line delivery? Wyatt Russel, you're the best nepo baby to ever nepo baby, trust <3

The body language? The tone of voice? The quick back and forth? the unexpectedness? Because you sorta expect John freaking Walker to get angry, maybe a bit defensive, and definitely try to hit back, but he just??? Takes it??? Can't wait for the film to drop so I can rewatch the same 10-second scene