#he’s very agrivating

[frog-0n-a-l0g]

Damien calling Gavin

Gavin: yes?

Damien: hey are you and freelancer ok?

Gavin: as far as I know yes why?

Damien: well-

[freelancer driving and screaming to ain’t shit by Doja cat]

FL: YOU KEPT SECRETS AND YOUR COUSIN TOLD ME THAT SO LOGICAL THINKING IS JUST SOMETHING THAT YOU LACK

Damien: I know that you can hear that and umm… they’re singing that very… passionately

Gavin: …well I hope everything’s ok but shit now I don’t know

Damien: yea you should probably talk to them or something lasko is horrified for you

Gavin: ok thanks I will bye wildfire

Damien: bye

Later that night

Gavin texting freelancer

Gavin: hey freelancer are we ok?

FL: yea ofc why?

Gavin: well Damien called me while you were um

Gavin: singing from your heart

FL: omfg baby that’s not bc of you I just really like that kind of music

Gavin: are you sure?

FL: yes we’re ok i promise❤️

Gavin: ok I’ll see you soon❤️

[lexirosewrites]

Slick Sundaaaaaaay!

I see a lot of ABO steddie fics featuring Omega Steve who is self conscious for one reason or another because he doesn't have a typical Omega physic and/or behaviors (which is super tasty yum yum) but I live the idea of Eddie being the more swlf conscious one.

Like, Eddie who is not deceptively strong for his size (he has a little bit of natural muscle tone as an Alpha but he never puts it to good use), and who is a little weasel who like to agrivate people but runs away from any kind of real conflict and doesn't have a strong manly scent or any desire for a high powered job to take care of an Omega unless you count is half fleshed out dreams of being a rock star.

Dealers choice of how it happens but Steve basically asks Eddie if he would be interested in couting the Omega and Eddie isn't blind, stupid, or heartless so he jumps on the chance to be with the Omega of his dreams but very quickly finds himself self agonizing about how to be the "right kind" of Alpha for Steve.

So decides he needs to start working out so he can keep his Omega safe even if he knows Steve is more than capable of taking care of himself in that department but his first workout sends him into an asthma attack for the ages so he decides it's more important for Steve to have a living Alpha than a fit one.

There's nothing much he can do about his wet concrete and grass scent which on paper sounds super manly but mostly just smells like a suburban morning so he goes down the employment seeking rabbit hole. He applies for what feels like every Alpha-y job in the Hawkins area but his reputation proceeds him and he never makes it past the first interview. Eventually he gets a call back from a place he applied for after reading the word "painter" and wrote down the number in his notebook with no notes (he didn't say he had a good system) but it turns out to be someone two towns over looking for someone to freelance the painting of dnd and other such figures to sell in a games shop two towns over. It's an ideal job for Eddie but it's deeply entrenched in his need shit and not the kind of thing he was looking for to impress Steve and show him he can provide for him and their future pups. He still takes it because even if it doesn't pay a tone, whatever he DOES make can go toward pampering his Omega and saving up.

It all comes to a head when they go out and Eddie is feeling pretty down on himself after so many failed attempts to "improve" for his Love. Some guy is hitting in Steve while Eddie is RIGHT THERE even though Steve has said no many times and has told him he's there with his Alpha. The guy just keeps leaving and coming back and on his fourth return to their spot Eddie just launches is fist no warning into the guy's face.

That was NOT what he meant to do, he was just getting so fed up and territorial and he was gonna really tell the guy to piss off but the little goblin inside him made him throw a pretty pathetic punch that results in a busted knuckle for him and a slightly bruised and irate beta in front of them.

Steve drags him out and takes him back to the trailer, grumbling the whole time about "stupid Alphas and their stupid instincts" and finally snaps and asks Eddie what the hell has been up with him lately. Eddie just blinks his big dumb eyes at Steve as he points out the job search and the asthma hospital visit and the more expensive gifts and finally asks why he's been acting like such a knot head.

So they talk it out and Steve makes Eddie hold him in his lap so he can tell him all the ways, the ways that matter to Steve, that Eddie takes care of him. Tells him how he doesn't need an Alpha to fight for him but he's never had an Alpha offer him sanctuary like Eddie does. Eddie who never makes him feel stupid for his questions and reads his assigned books to him even though the Alpha is behind on his own school work and let's him build a nest in his bed.

Tells him that he appreciates Eddie trying to make money for their future family, loves that even, but what use does he have for fancy jewlery or a full bouquet of roses? Like, he doesn't even like jewlery that much and he gets much better use of the brand new wool socks Eddie thrifted for him last month in an Indiana winter and the wild flowers he brought him for their first date are much easier to press than huge roses.

Just a series of misinformed adventures for looser Alpha Eddie that end in comical disaster and his Omega who is utterly charmed his his earnest attempts to be a good Alpha but who really just wants a loving mate and partner.

oh i love this😭😭😭 Eddie just wants to be the perfect mate and alpha for his omega, meanwhile Steve can’t figure out what’s going on with the love of his life who is already perfect to him!!!!

[squiddy-god]

rideing akutagawa

I uhh, I am a simp with problems lol no excuse. Anny way re-upload from terminated blog squid-god-supreme

CW : smut- Dom! Akutagawa, ridding, improper use of rashomon- afab reader, piv smut, no pronouns, possessive behavior

It had been a long week for the rabid dog of the port mafia. Besides his missions, his mind had been weighed down by other thoughts. Akutagawa had been so pent up the past week, and without a break to. It was safe to say that he wanted you. Normally he wouldn’t get so frustrated but ever since the two of you had become intimate beyond innocent touches akutagawa had found that his sex drive was far higher then before. He wanted nothing more then to fuck you into an unraveled moaning mess, the only problem with this was his lungs. No mater his desire to pound into you for so long it caused you to quiver and cry from pleasure his lungs always seemed to give out and he would start coughing and would have to stop far before he wanted to.

It was starting to get under his skin and agrivate him. To him it was as tho a wild fire had been started in the pit of his stomach, frustration at himself for his lungs only acting as kindling to the growing fire that was both anger and lust.

His pride wouldn’t allow you to dominate him, but that left him torn as he wanted to take you until you begged for him, however he couldn’t. That was until he discovered that while you may be physically on top, he was the one in control. So he was almost rushing to finish the last of his paperwork from the last mission he completed, his mind was already wandering to what you’d look like, moaning and begging for him and his cock was buried deep inside you, filling you up and draging along every inch of your wet cave.

Finally haveing gotten all the work done he promptly left to go find you, hopefully you would be in your office so he could drag take you home.

“Ah! Hello aku, do you need something? ” You asked, tilting your head as he entered through the large doors of your office.

“Home. Now, lets go” Without giving you time to answer he turned on his heels and began to walk out the door. You shook your head at your impatient partner and quickly gathering your things to go home.

You had also been quite stressed to. The week had been very busy without a single break for you or akutagawa and you wanted nothing more then to go home and cuddled your angry boyfriend. Oh how blissfully unaware of the stom to come you were~

Akutagawa had all but dragged you home to your shared apartment, he stood impatiently as you seemed to take an eternity and a half to get your keys and open the door. The hole time he contemplated tearing it down with rashomon but decided against it as he didn’t want you mad at him. You finally got the door open and stepped inside followed close behind by akutagawa. After stepping in he immediately closed the door and locked it. Giveing you no time to react he made quick strides to where you were and encased your lips in a rough kiss. He always seemed to taste like black tea and slightly bitter, occasionally he would even taste like blood after a mission.

You were shocked to say the least, akutagawa never seemed to be so forward. He always hinted in subtle ways that he wanted affection or more lewd touches, but unless provoked through unintentional jealousy or purposeful teasing he had never been so forward. You were Shure you hadn’t done anything to provoke him an yet here you were, his thin but surprisingly strong arms wrapped tightly around your waist to box you in with no chance of escape, not that you’d want to.

His lips moved with yours in heated passion allowing him to claim every inch of your wet cavern. Akutagawa was leaving no place untouched in his conquest of your mouth, when he finally pulled away for air coughing slightly from the lack of oxygen he huredly dragged you into your shared bedroom and pined you onto the sheets.

“W-whats got you so riled up Ryū? N-not that I’m complaining” You said. You stared up at his dark Piercing eyes, the look he had would have been terrifying if not for the situation.

“It’s been a week and I’ve been unable to see you… Touch you… I don’t want you forgetting that you’re mine understand? ” You could tell he was excited and you were to, you rubbed your thighs together as heat pooled in your lower regions.

Backing up and standing above you akutagawas face soffend slightly, his eyes were now slightly desperate as the gazed at you on the bed

“Tell me you want this, that you want me and only me to fuck you into a mess. I need to hear you say it. ” His tone was stern and obviously strained, not only from holding himself back from Ravangeing you right then and there, but also from forceing himself to be vulnerable, even if only for a moment. (Consent is sexy)

“Of course Ryū, I-I want you and only you, I want you i-inside me. Fuck me Ryūnosuke. ”

“Then strip. ” He ordered, a subtle smirk on his face seeing you so red as you squirmed beneath his gaze.

As much as you wanted to tease him with your little strip show, going as painstakingly slow as possible to get a rise out of your boyfriend, you could tell he was very impatient today and you rather not have him shred yet another outfit and pair of underwear with rashomon. So you quickly stripped yourself, undoing your shirt before shruging it off, your breasts and dark lace bra on full display under his intense gaze. Striping off your pants and kicking them away you smirked before undoing the clasps of your bra, letting it fall to the ground before hooking your fingers around the hem of your lacy panties, you hesitated to strip them off but giggled and complied when you felt akutagawa glaring into your soul and burning holes in your skin.

The moment your panties hit the floor he was on top of you. He pressed you into the bed with your legs off the edge and him in between them. His hand wasted no time before it began rubbing against your clit. You moaned at the friction against your sensitive nerves, akutagawa continued his motions before sliping a slender finger into your driping pussy earning a gasp from your mouth. Pressing his mouth to yours in a passionate kiss he drank in your moans and wines as his slipped another slender finger into you. Curling and sliding in and out of you he trailed love bites down your mouth and jaw before latching onto your neck, sucking and biteing slightly on your (s/c) skin to leave a very large dark red hicky in plain sight, he left several more, each getting lower and lower as the knot in your stomach continued to tighten and your hips squimered and bucked against akutagawas fingers as they rubbed against your soft walls, draging and curling inside you and pushing moans and whipy pants out of your throat.

Not likeing your squirming hips as he continued to now abuse your chest and litter it with deep red marks, black almost jagged looking fabric out lined in a fain red glow wrapped tightly around your legs but not enough to hurt you but tight enough for you not to wiggle free from it forced your legs further apart and held your hips down to stop your squirming.

Akutagawa decided to add a third finger into you as you moaned out his name. Thrusting his digits In and out of you, caressing your walls as his thumb rubbed harsh circles against your puffy clit you felt the knot in your stomach snap. Walls clenching tightly against his fingers you moaned his name and your legs shuddered as you road out your orgasms.

Removeing his fingers covered in your slick juices he admired his work. You layed panting and flushed beneath him, a thin layer of sweat covering your naked form now marked and covered in deep red hickys and bite marks. Your legs shuddering and spred open just for his eyes to see, your driping cunt on full display for his hungry gaze. Leaning over you once again he slipped his fingers into your mouth slightly pressing down on your tongue.

“Lick them clean.” Obeying you began licking and sucking on his long slender digits, tasteing yourself on his fingers. His erection pressed against your inner thigh as you continued to lick his fingers clean.

Pulling away and removeing rashomon from your thighs he unbuckled his belt and allowed his pants to drop to the floor before kicking them away. Removeing his boxers his cock sprung free from its confines, throbbing and aching to be deep inside you. He was left in only his ruffled white dress shirt and black coat as he sat on the bed and quickly pulled you into his lap, the tip of his length rubbing against your folds. Positioning his tip at your wet entrance the hand on your hip brought you down, his cock slowly sliding into you and stretching your walls around him.

Groaning at the slick wamth around his throbbing cock his hands held your hips and ass in a vice grip. Rashomon once again wrapping around your thighs and holding you tightly. Lifting you up until his dick was almost out of your slick cunt he slammed your hips down onto his ripping a moan from your throat.

“Mnnahhhhh! R-ryūnosuke! Ahh”

“That’s right (y/n), moan for me. Moan when I’m pounding so deep inside what’s mine.” He groaned out as he bounced you on his cock, filling you up with his length as your hands griped his shoulders.

His hands continued to bring your hips up and down and a rough fast pace, mercilessly slamming into your pussy as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room almost drowning out your moans and screams.

Akutagawa was liveing for this, your moans of his name as tho it was the only word you knew, the feeling of being so deep inside of you with your walls so, so, tight around his throbbing cock. The look in his eyes was absolutely feral, finally he could fuck you into a mess, absolutely destroy your needy little cunt until you couldn’t walk straight. If it hadn’t been for the fact he was balls deep within you, bouncing you on his cock, the look in his eyes would be a Terrifying sign of inevitable death, wild and feral with a wildfire behind his normaly cold, empty black eyes.

His cock twitched inside of you, signaling that his own release was close. Your stomach tightened again and your walls clenched desperately onto his cock, your slick completely drenching his throbbing member. The feeling of you comeing around him was enough to send him over the edge, hot ropes of cum shot into you and mixed with your own orgasm, stuffing you full and dripping out of you with your own fluids. However to your surprise akutagawa didn’t stop for even a second. Infact it seemed like his pace increced, bounceing you even harder and faster up and down his still hard cock, his cum dribbling down his shaft whenever he lifted you up.

You moaned and tears pricked your eyes from his rough thrust into your over stimulated pussy. Your legs were shakeing violently despite being held by both akutagawa and his rashomon. You clenched and shuddered around him every time he brought you down onto his cock. His member seemed to pound against your spongy g-spot with every thrust. You screamed out his name in broken syllables as he groaned and growled against your skin.

Throwing your head back in pleasure as stars seemed to cloud your vision you shook violently as another blissful orgasm ripped through you, once again causeing you to soak akutagawas cock in your juices. After a few more bounces akutagawa once again shot his load inside you.

You were the one out of breath this time, panting and breathing heavily you rested your head in the crook of akutagawas neck attempting to calm your breathing as you body still sook and your cunt continued to clench around him at the feeling of his member still inside you.

“Don’t think I’m done with you yet. I’m going to fuck you into a shakeing mess until you’re absolutely painted in my cum. I’m going to make you scream for me (y/n) until everyone knows you. Are. Mine. ”

[2af-afterdark]

So while I was scrolling through Instagram reels, I encountered a prompt(?) that's like

"I wanna ride someone slowly until they get impatient and start thrusting up into me, holding my waist so I can't get away"

Imagine if the kings and nobles following MC's social media account, and see that MC liked the posts of that kind, so they immediately barge into MC's room to try it with them

-🐰

OKAY HOLD ONE! I HAVE THOUGHTS AND THOTS FORMING!

Satan is very straight forward. He's a man of passion and that passion is very focused on MC. The second he sees that they liked that post (along with probably others) there will be no stopping him from grabbing them (even off the street or from another kingdom) and dragging them off to the nearest place to fuck. If he makes it to the bed, it will be a miracle. "You don't need a bed to ride my dick, do you?" as he tears their clothing to tatters and gets them settled on top of him. He's already impatient. So impatient that I doubt you can count what MC is doing as riding so much as it's him bouncing them up and down on his cock and watching them scream because they clearly needed an orgasm or two.

Mammon is much better at waiting. He is addicted to his master's selfishness, so simply making himself available for their whims is enough. He lives to watch MC slowly roll their hips over his cock and take their pleasure. The waiting kills him though. He's smart. He knows he can't use that trump card immediately. He should let it simmer, let MC get used to using him like a dildo (plus he likes it a little too much to intervene sometimes). He has to make sure they aren't expecting it when he grabs onto their hips, "I can't wait for my master today," and goes from being their dildo to using them like a fleshlight. Claims it's for their satisfaction since they clearly need it, but... he's enjoying it as much as they are.

Does Leviathan even have social media? Would he even see it if MC liked something like that? Probably not. "What are you doing?" The man isn't going to understand when MC starts riding him slowly and agrivates him until he feels the need to reestablish his dominance. It may not be his hands on their hips though. His style is more of a... noose around their neck, pulled tight to keep them from riding him at their pace and set it more at his.

If you want the king of impatience though, look no further than Beelzebub. He will show up outside MC's door, post already pulled up on his phone, and flashing it at them the second they open up. "You wanna try it out?" He's here to make all their dreams come true and then some. There is no beating around the bush with him, but that just means he will do anything you want, whenever you want.

[jusalle]

☆ Kylian Mbappe Imagine ☆

• I don't care •

You and Kylian knew eachother since you two were kids. Both of you shared a skill, it was football. You two were always together, it was rare if anyone saw you guys apart. Kylian was overprotective of you.

You were a prodigy people would say. That's what Kylian most admire about you.

You got offered a contract with PSG, you knew it was going to be a conservertial thing that a women breaking in the mens division. Once Kylian found out, he begged you to join with him.

You eventually accepted the offer and Kylian and your relationship just grew from there.

You two have been together for 4 years now, but there was one thing though, you two havnt announced it to the public.

Yes, people had there speculations but you two convinced the media you two were only good friends.

°••••°

" My love, you'll be fine, your the best player on that field" Kylian whispered into your ear softly

Everytime he did that, Shivers would run up through your spine and your knees would fall weak and it's all for him.

You simply gave him a sweet smile.

You two were at your positions as forwards.

Then you heard the whistle blow which indicated the game has started.

As the game went on, you observed the opposite team. You noticed they liked to tease, as if they liked to play mind games you could say.

As you played, they kept fouling you. It was foul after foul. It was getting you agrivated but you knew they did It to make you mess up.

You knew this was making Kylian mad to.

" They keep fouling you " Kylian mouthed to you from across the field as you saw he was argrivated to.

" Calm down my love, trust me" You mouthed back to him as he looks at you.

Then as soon Kylian got the ball he passed to Marquinhos then passed to Lionel and Lionel noticed you were wide open so he passed to you.

As soon you got the ball from Lionel u begun running with it, you notice a player from the opposite team coming at you to your right so you passed to Kylian on your left.

As Kylian had the ball, there was a player behind him trying to get the ball. He just kept talking but Kylian tried to ignore him.

" I've heard Y/n is good in bed, I'll take her out tonight and maybe I'll get lucky" The player said with a grin on his face.

As soon Kylian heard that he completely saw red. He was absolutely disgusted how the male player though of you.

Kylian started to push the male player as he falls to the ground. Then Marquinhos breaks the two up.

You wanted to run to Kylian and calm him down but Lionel held you back.

" Y/n don't worry, The player probably just triggerd Kylian. You know he'll be fine." Lionel said with a reassuring smile.

You always knew Lionel was right so you took his word.

For the rest of the game Kylian was quiet, and it scared you quite frankly.

As the game finished, your team won. Everyone celebrated as Kylian just stood there just observing everyone.

You walk up to Kylian.

" Kylian my love?" You said softly.

Once Kylian heard the one voice he needed he calmed down.

" Yes, Mon Amour?" Kylian said as he looked at you as he observed you.

" Ky, what happend between you and that other player?, I was pretty worr-"

Once you mention the other player, Kylian mind instantly replayed what that guy said. He hated the thought of somone else having you.

But before you even knew it Kylian grabbed your small figure and his hands on your back pulling you toward him.

" Mon Amour, I think people have to know your mine and mine only, there getting to cocky with their thoughts about you." He said as he whispered into your ear,

You were in front of millions of people. You knew you couldn't do this here.

" Kylian, we're in public, you know" you said as you stared in his eyes

" My love, I don't think your understanding what I'm trying to say, That player, he was saying very disgusting things. He made it sound like as if he could have you so easily." He groaned into your ear.

You knew Kylian was was overprotective but this is your first time seeing him jealous, and it was a sight to see.

" Nobody gets to have you except me, my love" He said as his lips graze above your ear.

As he does that Shivers run through your spine and your knees go weak once again.

You couldn't even respond to all that. Before you even knew it Kylian had pulled you into a gentle kiss but passionate kiss.

" I don't care if it's on every news channel and everyone knows, let them know I'm yours Mon Amour and your mine" He said as he smiled at you.

You looked back up at him and chuckled at his protectiveness and what he exactly just did.

" Mon Amour, if there was ever anybody meant for me, it's you Ky, I wouldn't want anyone else" you said as you kissed him again gently.

From that, immediately he smiled as if he was a child In a candy shop.

He was not so tense now, his worries had worn off.

At that point both of you knew that 'moment' was going to be on every article.

But you two didn't care, as long you two had eachother, both of you were happy.

••••

Hello! My lovelies! I know I havnt posted for a few days ive been having writers block :( but I hope yall enjoyed this one! And I'll probably be posting more for making up the days I havnt posted💁‍♀️

[sarahrogersevans]

Can you write about ransom married to his shy and kind childhood sweetheart reader

Only You- Husband! Ransom Drysdale Wife! xreader fan fic request

Summary: Ransom married his shy childhood sweetheart and doesn’t tell his family but they find out at somepoint and they talk her down and reader has a panic attack and Ransom helps reader through it

Warnings: mentions of toxic family, mentions of a panic attack, mentions of self doubt, fluff, angst, soft Ransom, let me know if I miss anything

(Ransom’s POV)

Ever since I married Y/N things have been so good with us and she is someone who truly sees me for who I am and loves me regardless and I’ve loved Y/N since we were growing up together and Y/N is so shy but it’s so cute when she’s shy.

I just got back home from visiting my folks and it always drains me and I never told them I got married and I wanna protect Y/N from my family so she doesn’t get hurt. Y/N saw me walk into our shared bedroom and said “hey babe how did things go?” I took my shoes off and sat down by Y/N on the bed and just hugged her and said “doesn’t matter, I’m just glad I’m home with you now bunny.” Y/N smiled at me and said “I’m glad you’re home too Ransom I missed you though are you sure I don’t need to meet your family?..” I shook my head and kissed her forehead and said “no Y/N trust me it’s not worth the agrivation ok? Don’t worry pretty mind with that.”

Later on I realized I forgot some documents that I needed that I thought I brought home from my parents house and I groaned and said “shit.. hey Y/N could you do me a huge favor?” Y/N came downstairs and said “yea Ransom of course honey what is it??” I took her hands in mine and looked at her and sighed and said “I’m sorry but I forgot some important papers at my parents place would you come with me to get them? I don’t wanna go alone and I doubt they’ll be at home right now.” Y/N kissed me and said “Ransom I would do anything for you I’m your wife I love you.” I smiled thinking how did I get so lucky with her? I said “are you sure?? Because if you’re not comfortable I can just go and come back quick?” Y/N shook her head and said “no I’ll come with you.”

————time skip———

(Y/N’s POV)

We got to Ransom’s parents place and we walked in after Ransom opened the door with his key and he looked around for the papers in a few places and then found them and he smiled at me showing he had them and said “ok my dear we are good let’s go.” But before we could get very far we both heard a voice behind us saying “Ransom? What are you doing here again?” We turned around and Ransom whispered “it’s ok bunny I’ll handle this.” I nodded and Ransom stepped in front of me and he looked at his mom and said “mother, I just forgot some papers here that I needed I was just leaving.” His mother looked at me and noticed my wedding ring and she said “Ransom.. did you marry this girl? Without telling us?” Ransom took my hand and said “mother I didn’t tell you because I knew you would judge her or me for anything and you and everyone else would try and ruin things and I wasn’t gonna let that happen.”

I started to feel overwhelmed and a few more people came in the room either asking me questions or to Ransom and after a few more minutes Ransom had noticed I started feeling overwhelmed and uncomfortable and said “we’re leaving come on honey oh and no one ever contact me again or Y/N.” We got to Ransom’s car and the drive back home was quiet mainly because I was too overwhelmed to speak and Ransom held my hand the whole way home which helped me relax and he looked at me and said “I’m so sorry baby I was hoping they wouldn’t be home I didn’t think they would be, I love you.” We got back to Ransom’s place a few minutes later and we got inside and I started breathing hard remembering everything his family said and I started having a panic attack. Ransom noticed and helped me to sit on the couch with him holding me and said “hey Y/N shh I’m here don’t worry about what my family said ok? You are beautiful, wonderful, the love of my life, my sweet bunny wife who I adore and so adorable and the most amazing woman I’ve met and I’m so glad you’re mine I love you ok? My family are petty and jealous because I could actually love someone like you baby.”

I smiled at Ransom feeling shy and said “you’re so gentle and loving to me I love this side of you.” Ranson kissed me and said “only for you my love, I’ll protect you no matter what and I’ll always be gentle with you I promise Y/N you deserve to be loved.” I laid my head on his chest and said “I love you so much Ransom you deserve love as well thank you for defending me.” Ransom held me close and said “I love you bunny I will protect you from my family no matter what, only you matter.” Ransom held me while my panic attack calmed down and I loved how soft he was with me and I always felt better just being in my husband’s arms.

Hey darling I’m so sorry I’m late with this but I hope you enjoy this one 🧡🧡 probably not my best one 😅 but I did my best xx

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[sakebytheriver]

Leverage Redemption Tara Cole Episode:

Harry gets taken by someone who seems to be an enemy either the mark or a law enforcement agency, but then Tara walks around the interogation desk revealing her face to the camera

Harry fumbles around for a second before Tara says something and Parker, Eliot, Sophie, and maybe Breanna all go "wait, that voice" and Parker tells him to say a codeword that immediately changes Tara's approach

She manages to get Harry out of wherever she was holding him and then the two Leverage teams meet up because Tara is obviously running her own team of badass thief ladies now because I said so

They all call Tara "Mama" much to her chagrin

Eliot tries to flirt with the theif ladies. All the theif ladies ignore Eliot and flirt with Breanna instead, who is very flattered but is also very loyal to her long distance gf Emily (they have factimes every night)

We also need some wine aunt Tara moments with Breanna, like I want Breanna hanging on the edge of her seat as Tara regails her with stories of her latest exploits, the moment Tara is in eye sight Breanna instantly has "what did ya get me" energy and is waiting for Tara to pull some super cool thing she stole out of her pocket to give to her as a present

Sophie gives Tara a look at the stolenness of the item and Tara's just like "what the guy i stole it from was rich and evil isnt that what we do?"

Tara flirts jokingly with Harry and Sophie looks kind of annoyed this can be interpreted as her being jealous of Tara for flirting with Harry or as her being jealous of Harry for getting hit on by Tara

Tara and Sophie have a heart to heart reminicence of the good old days and the bomb in the embacy and that one time in Uzbekistan and then they talk about when Sophie got back in the game and "why didn't you call me? i wouldve come down to a job with you guys?" "well i didnt want to pull you away from your team." "you were my team first." *heavy moment of eye contact as Tara puts her hand on Sophie's that can be interpreted as romantic tension

Tara having put her hand on Sophie's notices that Sophie has taken off her wedding ring and the conversation shifts to Nate

Sophie says she misses him, Tara says she does too even if he was the most agrivating son of a bitch *cue sad laughter lost in memories*

Then they talk about Nate and his crazy mission and how much they've both become devoted to it, how they both owe their new lives to the man and Tara says even if he was the worst mf she ever worked with he was also the best and being on the crew changed her

Sophie agrees and says she's glad she called on Tara to fill her spot in her absence and then Tara says something that reveals more about what she owed Sophie for that got her on the team in the first place

{[Plot happens]}

When Tara says goodbye to Sophie after they pull off the con with their two teams working flawlessly together, she puts her hand on Sophie's cheek tells her that if she ever needs her she's only one call away, Sophie puts her hand over Tara's and says i know, Tara places a kiss on Sophie's cheek and walks out throwing the doors open to meet her team outside with a "okay ducklings, where's Mama taking you today?" Wrapping her arms around them and walking out of frame

Sophie smiles watching her go and turns back walking a bit away from the camera before giggling a little and touching her cheek almost wistful

The End.

[theveryconfusedartistsart-blog]

Imagine you are Asriel. You want to try something’s not other than world domination to occupy your time.

How about Royal Scientist? If you’re going to stay trapped inside the Mountain, you will need to figure out how to stop the CORE from breaking down like it did in all the past loops.

Those same centuries spent overlooking legislation and bureaucratic administration come in handy with memorizing and processing the never ending scientific and engineering literature and lectures at human universities, workshops, and laboratories, but it all nonetheless tests you in ways that, more than once, resulted in you breaking things in frustration.

You surprise yourself with how well you are managing. Not only do you know more about human biology more than you will ever wish to know, you understand every pipe and circuit of the CORE and how it works.

Suck it, humans.

Of course

——————

You did eventually manage to build the reactor, but by then you decided that building a fusion reactor in each new timeline wasn’t worth the fuss over just maintaining the CORE.

In one of those timelines of Asriel attempting to learn everything and getting deep into his experimenting...

Well...imagine you are Frisk, and one night as you are driving through town, there is a sudden distant BOOM and a large rumble as there is a an explosion from Mt.Ebott, dirt, rock, trees crumbling down the hills, then something humanoid with beautiful bright wings comes flying out and you swear you can hear the distinct sound of someone swearing.

Then you shriek and jump as that very same beautiful creature appears in the passenger seat next to you.

"I blew it up Frisk!!! I swear I thought I was smarter than this!!" the creatures cries in anger and frustration.

"WHAT?! WHO ARE YOU?!" you yell, so thankful that you parked or else you would have surely crashed.

"I'm the GIANT MORON who just BLEW up his HOME, that’s who!" he yells with agrivation.

You stare at the creature with perplexed confusion, and he stares back and sighs.

"I guess it doesn't matter, I'm Resetting anyway, I just thought I'd complain at you for old times sake,"

"Do we know each other? Can I help you with this somehow?" you offer.

He smiles tiredly "yes and obviously no, I'll see you in the next timeline, maybe, maybe not, it depends if I'm feeling 'chatty',"

The world then goes black as Asriel Resets for the hundred umpteenth time.

Anyways, no idea where you've been H4F, but I miss your messages and everything else, hope you've been doing okay. I sincerely appologize for not answering this one sooner.

[unikron-kitten-kat]

Soooo

Since my Slender's are part demon....

Note:: some of these demon attributes are based off a book my mom read. The immortal, human vessels of demons in that book had to do/couldn't do one thing that corresponded to the demon's title. For example, the vessel to the Demon of Lies could never speak truth, lest they experience excruciating pain; the vessel to the demon of lust had to have sex at least once a day, and it could not be with the same person. I forget the side effect. I'm pretty sure it was also pain.

Demon of Lust ;; Sexual Offenderman

Has to have sex at least once a day, as he feeds off the specifc euphoria gained from the activity, otherwise suffers from extreme stomach cramps and feels very hungover

Can create a sort of hypnotic gas from gills along his neck, and spots on his tail

Can manipulate his voice, often filling the room with his rumbly and deep voice

Can hiss

Has bat-appearing wings, and a snake-like tail that is prehensile

Has claws, cuz thats hot

Saliva can drain a person of energy, so bites his victims before dragging them off somewhere, often leading victims and their known ones thinking it was a vampire who took them

Can alter memories, read minds, and telepathically communicate

Can use fire magik, flames being of a purpley-velvet colour, and can manipulate the temperatures, using this to brand his claims

Demon of Vengence ;; Slenderman

Feeds off of vengence, and has to for sustenance

Recruits vengeful spirits or otherwise living creatures to not only feed him, but hunt for more vengeful spirits, often using his recruits to make more

Can use void magik, using the void to mark his recruits with marks to avoid them being taken by other entities

Can manipulate memories to the extreme, able to make targets forget up to a year of time

Can telepathically communicate, his mouth closed up due to not needing to feed of solid foods, but is still useable

Slender Sickness derives from effects his presence has on victims; being that he causes headaches, can manipulate electronic waves, and manipulate one's perception to an extent, causing hallucinations

Negative energies energize him, and he often agrivates his own recruits, albiet discreetly.

Demon of Joy ;; Splendorman

Feeds off the feeling of euphoria or related effects

Uses children to feed, using his many tricks, and even his fair grounds to bring them joy.

Being in the presence of an upset child makes his stomach hurl, making him as though he'd puke. So, he lightens the child's mood.

Effects of his feeding range from feeling very tired to being downright sick.

Has to feed completely twice a day, otherwise becomes angry, rrsulting in more damage than wanted.

Often drawn to depressed teenagers, taking them in to better them and his source of food.

Can create a "laughing gas", doing as uts name suggests, subjects victims to the gas to extreme bouts of joy and laughter

Can manipulate dreams, often turning nightmares into dreams, or morphing blank eyelids into such joyful landscapes

Can use Molten magik, such magik taking on the form of molten light, or "Liquid Sun", if you will. Like it's brothers, he uses the magik to brand 'favorites'

Demon of Ambitons ;; Trenderman

Feeds off ambition, or related emotions

Often feeds off fashion designers or other artists, finding they have more ambition than any humans he has personally come across

Uses ambition and creativity eaten to create its own projects, finding itself drawn to careers and hobbies on the 'harder' side to maintain and explore

Can use Sœ-Deyn magik [Soh - Deen], a rarer magik taking on the form of whispy clouds or violent sparks. Such magik is sought after, often times forcefully.

Sœ-Deyn magik can be used to manipulate one's surroundings to a limited degree, the degree of whicb being reliant on the potency of the individual's magik, and how efficient the wielder is

Uses Sœ-Deyn magik to brand the more ambitious humans it finds, often returning to those few individuals to occasionally feed

Both this one and the Joy Demon are skinnier than their two brethren, evidence of their uneagerness to eat; whether by choice or not is unclear

[marunalu]

All for One is heading to where Tomura is? Make or break moment for the dad for one theory soon.

I could be wrong but as far as I have seen afo only ATEMPTS to fly off, but hawks stops him in the air and taunts him with losing AGAIN against japans nr 1 hero (first time all might and now endeavor) and for a moment we can see afos expression turning dark. (Picture on the right)

Hawks mentioning that afo lost against all might in the past hit a sore spot. So afo is still not on his way to ua, so far as I have seen and eventually we will see afo vs hawks first, even if its a short fight and THEN he takes off. Also while I DO want the reveal in the next few chapters, I hope an afo vs hawks fight will give us an flashback about the first all might vs afo fight and show us what really happened. Hawks managed to piss afo off with the mention of his lose that day and it was already hinted that this wasnt all mights most glorious moment, because he "killed" an other person in cold blood (not what a perfect and nr. 1 hero is supposed to do and even all might was horrefied afterwards about what he had done, because heroes arent supposed to kill and lets also remember that afo said himself that all might looked like a monster that day and it still gives him nightmares).

But yeah the make or break moment for dfo stands VERY near on the horizon, but Im absolutely positive. From what I have read hawks also mentions that afo seems to be in a hurry to go to ua (exactly what me and other dfo fans have said from the beginning) and that afo is worried about something which he even agrees with and says that "someone" isnt ready yet but all of this needs to happen or something like that (I cant say how accurate the translation I did read is). So my guess is he is worried about izuku, because original afo planned to kidnapp him. Izuku wasnt supposed to be part of this battle. We need to remember that afo showed up first and completly alone behind aoyama whos order was to lure izuku to an isolated place so afo could abduct him. But the rest of his army was still ready, so he planned to attack anyway as soon as he had izuku in his grasp. Dad is worried about his junior and gets more and more agrivated with the delay of his reunion with him! 😆

[doctorguilty]

Wheezing and shaking from asthma because I had to run around outside in the freezing air to catch my sister's cat because my grandpa doesn't bother to make sure he's not about to run out because he thinks at 77 years old with a bad knee and bad back he can somehow totally catch him by himself (he never does)

It was harder to catch him than last time during the day because again the freezing air agrivates my asthma significantly worse and also my vision impairment makes it VERY difficult to see in the dark and. It's a black cat.

I don't even know what would happen if i wasn't home when he does this shit and my sister is at work

[harlowhockeystick]

*slight Narcos spoilers ahead*

Hes so hot, and Javier Peña is somehow both very attractive and very agrivating

I wanna sit in his lap and tell him he's so hot, but I also wanna tell him to cool his shit

He hit a point in the third season that was so interesting to watch, he'll conquer a feat that everyone else could only practically dream of and he just shrugs it off and moves on to one of the other basically-untouchable-dudes

And the CIA guy ended up becoming my favorite character in the entire show. He would show up, push the plot, and dip. It was so funny

-💍

HE IS SO HOT!!!!!

[hyperionshipping]

f/o question in my head: how would these f/os take a bath with you? (Bubbles, bath bombs, is it silly or are they being romantic etc) forrrrrr Hodgins, Sweets, Grog, Jack, Crowley AND Lucifer

Buckle in folks! Long answer!!

Hodgins:

So, it depends. Back at his old place, he had a BIG tub with jets and everything. It could easily fit two people.

He has ALL the bath stuff. Bathbombs, bath salts, bubbles, anything else you could want. He only takes 'em once in a while.

If I asked him to take a bath with me? He'd go all out. Nice smelling bathbomb, bubbles, some salts, even candles!

He even holds his tongue when I want the water hotter than he's used too. He wraps his arms around me and holds me to his chest.

Sweets:

Oh you know he secretly enjoys bubble baths still. But, I think baths sometimes agrivate his scars. So it depends if he'll take one.

Sweets hasn't totally fit in a tub since he was little.

If I asked, he'd totally join me, even if he was a little blushy over it. I don't think he's had a lover who wanted to share the tub with him. And, really, it's a very vulnerable time for him.

Both of us could be the one in front. Depends on the night.

Grog:

OH MY GOD!!!!!!! YAY. OKAY I CAN TALK ABOUT HALFORC IDEAS.

Fern grew up with his family who was group of orcs that travelled around. They were ALL about hygiene and cleanliness.

They especially raised Fern to take much care of his hair. Much like dwarves, hair played a very important role in the culture of orcs!

So, Fern grew up taking communal baths. Helping the orclings clean up, to washing the elders of the group which was seen as a high honor helping the oldest.

When he starts to travel with Vox Machina, he's unused to bathhouses. He doesn't feel out of place-- he is quite use to communal baths, but they're just different enough.

Now, Grog isn't dirty but he's a big ol' half giant whose clan kicked him out. He's used to being dirty.

When Fern first offers to help clean him? Grog is a little dumbfounded. When Fern gets flustered and says nevermind, Grog tells him No! He would like that. He just never had anyone help him.

It's rare the two would get to "properly" bathe together, but they've absolutely cleaned up together.

Grog is the first to help clean Fern's hair. In his group, only close family members or lovers would ever clean each others hair. As said before, an orc's hair is a sense of their pride, and, it's something very vulnerable to trust another to not ruin their hair.

Grog was always worried whenever Fern let him touch his hair. But Fern would always, always say he trusted Grog.

Jack:

Jack would want you to believe he doesn't use bubbles in his bath but he does. Add on candles, bathbombs, salts, candles, anything else that screams "at-home spa day" and you have Jack's personal bath days.

With me there, it's mostly the same. Expect Jacks always touchy. If I want a relaxing bath I have to tell him or else... well... we get distracted.

Jack likes expensive smelling bathbombs. And ones that leave his skin smooth. He's less picky about the bubbles and salts he uses.

Crowley:

Crowley is renting out a heartshaped tub for us, light pink water with bubbles and salts that smell sweet. He sets it up as something romantic.

Just the two of us, low lights, flickering candles, perhaps even petals in the tub, water that is *just* the right temperature, and afterwards, despite never getting out? He has warm, fresh towels everytime.

He's not against a bath that leads to sex, but he truly loves indulging in just sitting with me in the warm water, holding me to his chest and letting his problems melt away. Even if it's just for a couple hours.

Lucifer:

Lucifer would indulge me on baths. His tub is large enough to comfortably fit us both. He draws the bath for me.

He gets bathbombs with roses in it, bubbles, salts that relax, candles, music playing softly.

Baths with him can, and often DO lead to sex. But that's only because I want him so damn bad. He's totally fine with relaxing in the bath, but I always seem to want something else when we take baths together.

Lucifer would like "fresh" smelling bathbombs. He'll use two in the baths he makes. Or, like, flowery scents! He loves a nice lavender scented thing for the relaxation it brings!

[bishiglomper]

Today's a bit sucky. Shopping and lunch day. I wore both braces which helped the general ache of my back but I had twingy-stabbing pain shooting up my back. Like gasping mid-step kind of pain while not quite a spasm. Also I think the chiropractor agrivated more than he helped. My shoulders are doing this "joints stiffly sliding in and out of their sockets weird" thing. Not really a pop but I'm super aware of it. And my hips are aggravated. They didn't lock up but they got stiff and achy. I took a long nap when we got home. And afterward everything is stiff and achy. Getting up is painful. Lots of growling involved. Stairs are painful but they were hard to begin with, this winter.

When I told my aunt how much weight i lost she's like "but don't you feel so much better? Your knees must be doing better" and I just had to say I dont know because i didn't want to be all "No, Susan, my body's still a piece of shit." 👀 I'd prefer if all my problems were there just because I'm fat but reality seldom works that way despite how people feel about being fat.

I was hoping my general malaise would at least have improved but the tramadol I took the other day did a better job of that than me just being lighter. I was wondering if maybe my fibro flares were better. They might be, I still get waves of it though. But that has phases too.

The other sucky thing today was we went to pay the clinic so mom could get seen. I gave mom the money they asked for as a down payment before getting seen and after, she would be put on a payment plan.

But then they told us the downpayment would be over 300, not 180 like the bill said. And that is on a $500 total bill. Its complete bullshit that a down payment is over half the bill total. 🙄😒

So they still won't see mom. But we found out they could refer her to a different clinic, so at least she will be able to be seen. Now we need to find her a doctor who isnt gonna be a total bitch. Mom's had some dragon ladies. I dont blame the woman for not wanting to deal with her medical issues if they treat her like an obstinate meth head. 😒

I asked my doctor for recs but all the docs at the local clinic are new and she doesnt know them. Mom doesnt want to deal with having a primary an hour away.

On a better note tho, I stopped by goodwill and got a nice roomy frame for my playbills. And some posterboard. I thought i was gonna have to make a shadow box, but this frame is extra deep because it had an inner layered cardboard frame. So there's room for playbills and my streamers without them being real smooshed. I'm very excited. I'm hoping this project will distract me from the blanket i want to make. 👀

[frenziedslashers]

Okay this may sound stupid but what about a married y/n whose spouse cheated on them and y/n is talking revenge by having a steamy night with the slashers? Maybe y/n also video tapes it?

No no, this isn't stupid at all!! Sorry this sat in my ask box for so long, I had to think of some ideas for this for. Not really sure if you were asking for like, an au where they're all there to absolutely destroy you, or just 1v1 type stuff. So I give you headcanons <3 Hope this is what you were asking for! If not just lemme know, and if this is you talking from personal experiences I hope you know you deserve better than your ex and you are a queen/king/royalty <3

Warnings: Gender neutral reader, NSFT, ex cheating on S/O, penetration sex, it's fairly vague nothing too detailed. Mentions of murder and exhibitionism

Slashers helping you forget about your cheating ex(NSFT headcanons):

Thomas Hewitt:

He's very upset when you first come to him and tell him what happened. He'd be lying if he said he didn't have feelings for you, but he always assumed that you only saw him as a friend and that you would wind up being with your now-ex all of your life. That would be his luck, anywas. So when you come to him in tears, telling him that they cheated on you, he's ready to hang them on a meat hook and kiss your tears away.

He will hold you until you calm down and are able to form a sentence. He has never been cheated on before, nor has he ever been in a relationship- but he is sure it's tough. So he does his best to comfort you, holding you, letting you bury yourself against him while he sits with you on his bed. He's always been a cuddler, even on innocent days, but now he was holding you like he could save you from the evils of the world. Or in this case, the evils of your ex.

He'd be a bit reluctant when you make a move. Leaning up to kiss him, telling him you want him, but he isn't sure. Until you go to climb off him, thinking that you overstepped your boundaries, but he's pulling you back onto him. Sure, you may just be using him to get back at your ex, but Thomas would be damned if he passed up an opportunity to make love to you.

He's very gentle and loving throughout it all. He's already real big on praise, even in friendly situations where he's just telling you how beautiful or handsome you are, but now that he's got you under him he's worshiping your body like no other. Especially since you were hurt. If this is the only time that he gets you, he wants you both to remember it vividly. And oh boy, you sure do. Even for him being inexperienced, he sure does catch on to what gets you goin' real quick. Plus, he wants you to know how much he really cares about you, and how much better you deserve than that pice of shit ex.

A big no to the recording. This is a very personal and intimate moment for the Hewitt boy. He doesn't really care if you were going to show it to the ex or not. This is between the both of you. Though, if you ask kindly he will leave hickeys on your skin where your ex can see when you go to collect your belongings from him. If he's even alive.

Bubba Sawyer:

He's upset with you when it happens. He's not as agrivated at Thomas is, but more concerned for you. He hates seeing you sad and in distress. So when you come to him crying with your horrible news he's pulling you in for the biggest hug. Leading you to his room so the two of you can have some privacy and he can just hold you and coo to you.

He's not about to let you go anytime soon, either. He's going to take the day off, no matter what Drayton says. He doesn't care about anything but you and your well being. He always has. I mean, you were the nicest person to him, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't glad you and your spouse were split up now. Maybe it would give him a chance at being able to call you his. For her to be your spouse.

More welcoming when you make a move. They've been dreaming of this moment for years, so when you kiss him and tell them you want them, he's trying to hold back the squeals of excitement he wants to hold back. Though, he does ask multiple times if you're gonna leave right after. Asking if he's just being used for convinience. Once convinced he isn't, and that you do truly care about him, he's gently pulling you in for a kiss.

He may be a giant, but he ain't rough- 'least not right now. He's very soft and careful with you. Afraid to go too far incase he hurts you. They let you take the lead after a while. Sitting on his lap while rocking your hips. This doesn't stop his hands from wandering your body, though. Small, incoherent babbles leaving his lips while he praised your body. He swore this was the best day of his life, even if it was the worst day of yours.

He wouldn't let you record it either. This is a very intimate for Bubba, like Thomas. He doesn't really want anyone to see this, and wants to keep it between the two of you. Last thing he needs is one of his family members finding the recording and seeing your naked form. Or even his own.

OG Michael Myers:

Very hostile when he finds out. He may not act out in front of you, but you can tell by the look in his eyes that your ex has no chance in surviving. They may as well have planned their funeral when they decided to break your heart. Michael was having none of that, he already wanted to kill him the moment he intruded in the both of your guys' lives. Stealing you away from Michael, before he even knew he wanted you in a romantic and sexual way.

Comforting is not really his thing, though. Yeah, he hates seeing you upset. It enrages him for many reasons. The main being that it makes him realize how much he actually cares about you, and he absolutely hates it, he's The Shape, not boyfriend material. So when you ask for a hug he's fairly stiff. Though he eases into it after a while. When you ask to be held, he allows it. Only this one time though (or so he thought.) Sitting on the couch so he could pull you into his lap. Both arms wrapped around your waist while you were snug against his chest, your face buried in the crook of his neck while you wept. He didn't really understand why you were so upset, you had him. Why should you be crying over some boring nobody when you were literally friends with and protected by Michael Myers.

When you start making moves he's almost mad at you. He's aware of rebounds and being played. Not that it's ever happened to him, but he isn't dumb. He watches people, and TV. He's aware. So when you rock your hips against his groin he's stilling your hips with a glare behind his mask. Fingers digging deep enough to bruise. It's going to take a bit of convincing, and maybe even a promise that this won't be a one time thing and that you truly do like Michael, and have for a while, before he's actually giving in. He always imagined his first time with you would be under his conditions, and a part of him still wanted to play out that fantasy, but his grip loosened, and your hips were rolling again. All control leaving him as he pulls you off of him to slam you onto the couch.

He's gonna be rough and wind up using you for his own pleasure. Not that he really means to, he just gets very.. Lost in the moment. He's also acting out a bit from your earlier behaviours. Trying to take the reins when he held them tighter than you thought. He'd fuck you hard, and make you realize how much he really wanted you. Though, that didn't stop him from making you cum multiple, and overstimming you before he was finished with you. It really did make you realize how much you missed out on by even dating, let alone marrying your ex.

He wouldn't let you video tape it. This is between the two of you now. Even if your intentions were to show it to your ex, he wouldn't live long enough to see it. Though, he might let you if you guys do this again - which you will be, he's not keeping this a one time thing - if you ask nicely and convince him he could watch it later, he might be okay with it. Though he still doesn't see a point when he could easily just find and fuck you silly himself.

RZ Michael Myers:

He's a lot more open with his violence. He's not telling you his plans, but the look on his face says it all. Your now-ex will never be hurting you again, because his blood will be part of Michaels next artistic degin in the once quiet streets of Haddonfield. He's clenching his fists and absolutely fuming when you tell him what happened. If you ask if he's annoyed by you, he's shaking his head no, and motioning for you to follow you to the room so he can keep you distracted with his music or TV. When he's upset his music and candy tends to help him. Unless it's real bad, then murders the option. Which it is more times than not. Though, he isn't sure if you would be up to killing your ex or not. If you are just say it before the end of tonight, or else you'll simply lose your chance.

He's very reluctant. When you curl into his side while the two of you lie in bed and listen to music he's tensing up. He's hoping that you'd fall asleep so he could sneek away into the night, but he's slowly getting the feeling that you have other ideas. Especially when he feels your hand run up his chest, and soon hears your voice, that's laced with something he can't quite figure out.

When you ask him if you can kiss him, he's honestly at a loss for words. Which, isn't hard to do since he's practically mute, but he doesn't know how to react. He's looking over at you with furrowed brows. Staring at you like you just asked him to kill you; one thing that he would never do. When you start taking back the idea, he still stares a bit, but he rolls over onto his side so he's facing you. Reaching up to lift his mask so his lips are exposed, and you take this as the okay.

It takes a while for him to untense and kiss you back, but it isn't long before he's rolling ontop of you with his own hunger and need. He has been dreaming of this moment since the day you took him under your wing after he escaped the institution. The day that he realized not all people are out to get him. That maybe angels are real. When it gets a bit too heated, he's pulling away. Searching your eyes in hopes that you'll tell him you don't like him, or that you'll reject him. But the want in your eyes is nearly as strong as his. "Please, Michael?" That's enough for him to cave.

He's a bit more tender than OG Michael. He tries to make it about you at first. Kissing your body, truly feeling it. But after a while he loses himself and ends up fucking you silly. His fingers overstimulating your clit until he's finishing himself.

He's against the recording, but he's not against fucking you in front of your ex. Whether it be their corpse or them tied up or bleeding out. He's truly open to suggestions.

Vincent Sinclair:

He didn't really like your spouse from the start. He wasn't really sure what it was, but something about them rubbed him the wrong way. So when you came to him in tears with the horrible news, he wasn't really that surprised. That didn't make him any less empathetic or angry, though.

He'd hold you close and do his best to calm you down. He hated seeing you this upset over someone who hardly mattered. Nuzzling the side of your head while you clung to him. His hands rubbing your arms and back. He didn't need to speak for you to know how much he cared about you. It almost made you regret not trying for Vincent harder. It made you regret getting with your spouse as a way to forget about the love you had for the twin. Which, it worked for a while, but here you were. Back in Vincents arms.

He'd melt when you kiss his cheek. He's very thankful that the mask hid his red face and lovesick smile, but he had to admit. He loved the small amount of attention. The little kiss that had his heart fluttering in his chest. He was certain you could even hear the pounding of his heart. "Can I kiss you?" Those words had his eyes widening. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. Sure this was one of his hallucinations from his sleep deprivation, but when he felt your hands on his chest. He was sure this was real.

He'd overthink it for a while, but soon allow the kiss. He'd understand that you were upset, and wind up convincing himself that this was for you. To help you feel better. That he had to stop thinking that you were using him. You were to kind for that, and you felt too nice to ignore the feel of your lips on his own after discardng his mask.

He'll push you away at first if you try and go any further than a kiss. He's insecure about himself, and isn't sure if this is the wisest decision. Trying to tell you that this is just you being upset, and that you don't really want him. But after you go on a rather long speech about how you love him and have since the two of you first met, before your spouse. He let his walls crumble a bit. Figuring you meant at least part of what you said.

Very much going to worship you all night. You're his everything, and the fact that he finally gets you, even under these horrid circumstances, he's praising you like you're his God/Goddess. Expect him to make you cum once or twice before he actually fucks you.

If you suggest recording it he's uncertain at first, but soon agrees. The recording he ends up keeping for later uses for himself, and he ends up convincing you to let him screw you in front of your now wax-covered-ex.

Bo Sinclair:

He'd be livid when he found out. He'd threaten your spous the moment you told him what happened. Even if they weren't in the room, he'd let you know he's fucking their shit up later. Whether you like it or not. Though, if you ask nice enough he might let them off with just a black eye and broken nose. He'd kill them later and say they ditched town, though.

He wouldn't be as flirty with you, but he'd definitely be telling you how you deserve better. He'd be complimenting you, and making sure that you understand that you deserve better, and you're honestly too hot for them. Anyone would be lucky to have you, and obviously they're too stupid to realize what they lost.

Neither of you really know how it turned into making out on the couch. Somewhere inbetween him holding you and rubbing your arm, while he told you how absolutely stunning you were, you realized how much you truly loved Bo, but just chose to ignore it the whole time you knew him. When your lips met his he was not complaining one bit. Pulling you onto his lap so he could deepen the kiss. Fists balling at your shirt, he'd waited for this for too damn long.

He'd stare at you with a loss of words when you pull away. If you apologize he's chuckling at you, tilting his head up so his lips are mere inches from yours. "Fuck, you apologizin' for stoppin'? 'Cause I ain't acceptin' it 'til ya kiss me again." And when you do he's pulling you back feverishly. Arms wrapping around you while he shifts to push you into the couch.

He is very cocky as the make-out progresses. He shifts down between your legs with a smirk. Fingers hooking under your waistband since yours and his shirts are already on the floor. "If ya let me, I'll show ya how a real man treats his darlin'." He'd half ask half tell. Raising his brow as he waits for your approval. And once he gets the approval, he's got your pants off and his mouth on your sex in a heart beat. He's gonna make you feel good tonight, or so help him.

If you ask to record it he is so down. He's making a copy for himself and your ex. He's tying them up and making them watch it, over and over, until Bo can't take it and he's pulling you down into the 'torture room' to give your ex a show before disposing of him. He could have 'gotten away' if you didn't suggest this idea.

Lester Sinclair:

Lester is holding you in his arms in a heart beat and whispering soft words in your ear. "Oh, sweet-pea, don't cry. I got ya, ain't nothin' gonna happen to you while m'here. They don't deserve ya cryin' over them. Ya got me here, shhh." He'd mutter, kissing your tears away with a soft smile. Though little do you know he's making a mental note to tell Bo and Vincent after you fall asleep so they can maje sure he suffers.

When you ask if he can hold you so you can fall asleep he agrees almost instantly. He's playing with your hair, rubbing your arms, your back, kissing your forehead, hugging you tight. Anything he can do to keep you feeling safe and loved in his arms.

He slips up and gives you a rather, not-so-well, planned speech about how much he cares about you. You're both staring at each other with rosy cheeks, and shocked expressions. You're shocked he liked you, and he's shocked he said any of that. You're both kissing after a moment, though. The tension between the two of you too strong to ignore any longer.

Then he pulls away, warning he might take it to far. When you tell him you don't care, and that you want him, he's on you like wildfire. He's been fantasizing about you too long to pass up this opportunity. Plus you're upset, so he's only tryin' to make you feel better, right?

He's very loving throughout it all, a lot more than you initially expected. If you ask him to be rougher he will be though. He just wants you to know that he does truly care about you, and that he wants you to feel as good as he does right now.

If you suggest to record it he's also down. Though, like Vincent he is keeping it for himself. He doesn't want anyone besides the two of you to see this video. Plus, he's sure it'll come in handy for himself when you're in town helping his brothers. No more fantasizing about what your pretty little noises sound like. He's definitely gonna be making more with you, though.

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Massage Therapy

George Weasley x Fem!Reader

Warnings: [SFW] Sexually Suggestive. Mentions of Friends with Benefits Arrangement. Crack Fic.

Summary: While everyone else goes for a run to the shop George gives Y/n a massage to help ease some of the pain in her back. But things go pear-shaped when Molly returns home.

Y/n had been an honorary Weasley for many years. She'd just about grown up alongside them since her parents moved to the same town when she was 9.

Overtime she grew especially close to one Weasley in particular.

George.

Their personalities complimented one another perfectly and so naturally it wasn't long before their feelings of friendship and familial love escalated to something more, and everyone could see it.

Honestly, their family and friends were just waiting for the inevitable moment when the pair finally admit their feelings for one another and get together. It was silly, they thought, for them to remain so oblivious to one anothers affections and prolong it any longer.

At least that's what everyone thought.

Truthfully, Y/n and George had been secretly exploring the limits of their relationship for a few months now. Cautiously dancing the fine line between friends and something more.

The late night rendezvous would beg the latter were true of course but regardless, labels weren't important. They wanted to take their own time to learn whether they were right for each other before letting in the pressure of everyone else's opinions by going public. For the meantime they were happy and that's all that mattered.

Y/n slowly trudged her way downstairs, fresh from a good, hot shower where she desperately tried to loosen the stiffness in her shoulders and lower back...to little avail. The knots and aches in her muscles were still very much there unfortunately.

"Hey" came the low voice of George from the lounge room. He got up quickly from the couch and moved to meet her at the base of the stairs; a dopey smile tugging on his lips as he took in her cosy appearance.

"Hey" Y/n smiled back to the boy as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You look refreshed" he commented mockingly, playing on her earlier turn of phrase when she'd excused herself to the bathroom to 'freshen up'.

Her hands grazed across his biceps as she leant into his body further, tilting everso upwards in an inviting way, "Mmm, I am" Y/n mumbled in reply sighing against her lover in comfort. George leant down capturing her lips in a slow and sensual kiss.

"Mmp, wait-" Y/n spoke against his lips and tried to pull away from his arms. Her eyes frantically scanned the Kitchen and other rooms in view, "Where's-"

"No one's back yet." George assured her, seemingly having read her mind. The other occupants of the household had gone to the store to get some groceries for lunch and dinner unintentionally leaving the lovesick pair alone in a completely empty house.

With a harsh tug to her lower back George pulled Yn back flush against himself and kissed her with heightened passion. A single hand coming to caress the back of her head: fingers tangled in her damp locks of hair all the while his tongue danced across her own in perfect synchrony.

Y/n so wished she could enjoy the moment to it's fullest, however with the way he'd, unknowingly, agrivated her tender back muscles she was finding it hard to focus on anything other than the stinging pain nagging at her lower back and so she reluctantly pulled away once more.

With a steady hand to his chest she hung her head as she drew several long breaths with tightly shut eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I do something?" George asked with concern, seeing the way Y/n's features scrunched in a displeasing way. "I had brushed my teeth earlier, but while you were in the shower I found Ron's Bertie Botts stash and haven't gotten a nice one yet-" George rambled only to be cut off by Y/n.

"It's not you, Georgie. Don't worry you've done nothing wrong...although I did notice the Bean flavour and I'll admit it's not a girl's first wish when snogging her- uhm well, you get it."

"Then what's happened? You look like you're in pain." George stated looking her body over concernidly.

"A little" Y/n added honestly, "it's just these knots I have in my back. They're a right nuisance." She chuckled trying to make light of her current situation.

"Oh...did the shower not help?"

"It did a little but as much as I stretched I couldn't quite reach to work them out myself."

George's face wore a sympathetic kind of frown for the most of the conversation as it played out, until that final word left Y/ns lips and an idea sprung to mind. Now he was looking between her and the staircase with fixed contemplation. A small grin began working it's way out the more assured he became in his decision.

"Give me your hand for a second."

"What?"

George grabbed Y/ns right arm and held it high, stepping in closely he dipped his knees slightly and placed it over his shoulders. His left arm gently wrapped around her upper back as his right scooped in behind her knees and he hoist her into his arms; carrying her bridal style.

A surprised yelp came from Y/n as her feet left the ground, her other arm grabbing George's shoulder with frantic haste.

"George! What are you doing?"

"Come on, let's get those pesky knots out." He spoke as he began the ascension to his and Fred's bedroom.

"Just how do you figure we'll do that?"

"I'm giving you a massage." he smiled. Although Y/n was sure his intentions were pure that small mischievous glimmer behind his eyes had her suspicious.

Walking towards the room George kicked the door open and stepped carefully past the threshold. As he were but 3 steps from his bed he turned sharply in place and fell back onto the mattress. Another surprised yell, followed by an amused laugh, being elicit from Y/n who he watched closely with the utmost adoration and held her tightly to his chest.

Carefully he rolled over so her back was against the bed, legs left dangling from the knees off the edge and he hovered above her with a fond smile.

"Get comfortable...I'll go see if we have any oils I can use." His voice was quiet as he spoke, finishing the sentence with a tap to her nose with the pad of his forefinger before disappearing back out of the room.

Upon his return from the bathroom George had nudged the door to a near-close and drawn the curtains to block out a lot of the afternoon sun's abrasive light. Replaced instead by the calming flicker of a small scented candle he knicked from his Mother's collection; along side some of Ginnys cinnamon and green apple moisturiser.

Y/n was now laid face down on George's bed: her chest, neck and head supported by a pillow tucked tightly beneath her folded arms.

Her shorts had been pulled ever so slightly down, exposing the tops of her hips, whilst her shirt was pulled over her head; still covering her chest and the top most point of her arms.

George wasted little time getting to work. He applied a generous amount of the moisturiser to his hands and delicately placed his palms to her lower back causing Y/n to jolt at the sudden chill that came with the coldness of the cream meeting her warm skin.

George was straddling her thighs as his hands worked diligently to relieve the pent up tension in his lovers body.

The early set of small hisses of breath and painful chuckles at the tenderess had long since been replaced by soft moans and long sensual sighs as she melts completely beneath his touch.

Y/n was fighting the call of sleep which her body begged her to answer. The relief brought on from George's ministrations coupled with the delicate aroma of apple and cinnamon as it mingled with the candles fragrance was heavenly.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the Burrows other occupants were arriving home. Walking through the old homes back door alive with light chatter and many hands full of groceries.

"We're home, love birds!" Fred called as he disconnected from his small bicker with Ron turning to the lounge where he expected the pair to be. Disappointed to see they in fact weren't.

Molly followed in closely behind all the children instructing everyone where to put the various items they'd bought.

As she packed away her own bag of goods she turned with a flustered sigh to over look the kitchen and lounge mentally running through a check list of everyone present.

Ginny was packing away the dishes, Ron and Fred were unloading the remaining bags and Harry was cleaning up any rubbish that lay around. Leaving two individuals amiss.

"Fred?"

"Yeah, Ma?"

"Where's George and Y/n/n?"

"Mum, I've been home as long as you have." He spoke in an obvious and sarcastic tone. A confused kind of grimace came across her face at their absence. "Relax, they're probably just upstairs." Said Ron noticing his Mothers conflicted expression. Molly hummed absently in response running a tea towel through her fingers as she wondered.

"I might just go look for them, make sure everything's alright." She thought aloud, it were out of the ordinary behaviour for the pair not to be around when everyone else was. 'Perhaps they just didn't hear us come home.' She thought.

As Molly began to ascend the rickety staircase her ears were met with the familiar squeak of each floorboard but also the rather immodest and provocative moans of a young woman.

Her eyes went wide the more noise reached her ears.

Gentle gasps and snippets of muffled dialogue were emitting from the shared bedroom of her Twins. The door only just ajar allowing their voices to carry down the steps:

"How's that?" Her son's voice questioned.

"Mmm, harder." Y/ns voice replied. "Oh, Merlin-" she moaned.

"Hang on, let me try another angle. That feels better, doesn't it?" There's a low moan and hiss of pain from Y/n in reply. "I know it hurts right now Y/n/n but I'm nearly there just need to get a little deeper."

"AH! Shit- George!"

"Sorry, you're doing so well, Darling. Just a little more."

As shock subsided in Molly a new fear began to thrum in her chest. Without thinking her legs began to carry her as fast as they could towards the room, arms flailing as she began to shout. Various calls of half finished sentences being made in her charge.

"NO! NO! Enough!! IT IS TOO EARLY FOR ME TO BE A GRANDMOTHER!!" She bellowed, keeping her eyes trained to the ground as she barged in the room. "GEORGE! Off! Off! Stop it the BOTH OF YOU!" She continued, smacking at her son with her tea towel.

"OW!..MUM? What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Woman?"

"Don't you take that tone with me boy! You ought to be ashamed. There'll be none of that going on under my roof so long as I'm around, I can assure you!" She turned to the small candle flickering on the bedside table and blew it out quite aggressively.

"Mum, we weren't doing anything?" George speaks with an exasperated and frustrated tone.

"Oh weren't you? I've been on this earth a lot longer than you George Weasley I think I can tell when someone's having-" Mollys eyes finally meet with the pair and she takes in the sight.

George is fully clothed while Y/n is sat pulling her shirt on properly and her pants are, in fact, still on. However, there's tissues and moisturiser over the bed as well as the night stand and the scent of smoke from the extinguished candle reaches her nose, all of which confuses the older woman.

"Having what, Mum, a massage?" George snaps sarcastically.

The air between everyone becomes very awkward very quickly. Y/n is unable to speak from the shock and unease in her chest, rather hoping for the mattress to simply swallow her whole. The girl buries her face in the pillow she'd had placed under herself hugging it tightly to her chest.

"Uhh-" Molly grimaces as embarrassment begins to rise inside her.

"Y/n said she had a lot of pain in her shoulders so I offered to try work out the knots in her muscles. Turns out her back was a right mess, so I was helping her. Nearly had the last knot too until you came barrelling in like a maniac."

Molly's mouth were opening and closing at a loss for words. "...oh." she spoke simply.

"Well, lunch will be ready in 15 minutes I expect you both down there shortly...after you clean up this- right. I'll leave you to it." Molly spoke quickly, turning in place and walking from the room.

As she took fast steps from the room she bumped into Fred who was looking to his Mother with shock and amusement before walking into his room with a wide grin and a chuckle forming in his chest.

Y/n looked up from the pillow as she heard Molly's steps leave the room however groans, dropping her face into her hands, as Fred enters.

"What the bloody hell was all that about?" He laughs, having overhead his Mothers earlier shouts.

George can't help himself and starts laughing so hard he falls back onto his bed causing Fred to join in as he looks between the pair.

Y/n grabs the pillow and hits George with it. "It's. Not. Funny!" She speaks, each word emphasised by a smack with the pillow which George poorly deflects during his fit of laughter.

"I-I beg to differ." The younger twin struggles to speak through his laughter which just makes Y/n groan more.

"Right, well since this was your idea you can clean up." The girl snaps throwing the pillow in his face which he catches and smoothly moves to prop his head up watching her with a happy smile, "I'm going to brave the kitchen and help your Mother prepare lunch...hopefully she'll be able to look at me again after this."

"Goodluck with that, Y/n/n." Fred chuckles as she walks past him and out the room with a grumble of curses under her breath. The eldest twin peers from the doorway as she leaves to watch until she is out of earshot for him to speak to his brother.

George lets out a long sigh from where he's laid comfortably on the bed, one knee raised and swaying casually as his opposite arm supports his head, other rested across his stomach.

A dopey smile overcomes his features at the thought of his day. It were unfortunate of course that his Mother had to barge in and spoil his intimate moment with the woman he loves but really, he wouldn't change a moment of the day.

'Right,' He thinks 'we had probably go down too.'

With a heave of effort George throws himself up from the bed and stretches to wake up the parts of his body which had fallen asleep during his time with Y/n.

Fred walks over to George and nudges his shoulder playfully with a closed fist, "You know, had me excited for a second there. Thought you must have finally made your move on her and gotten somewhere while we were gone." He winks smiling to himself.

"Why do you think she's so sore?" George speaks with a deadpan expression.

He looks to his brother with a poker face and raises an eyebrow, watching as Freds smile fades; his eyes lose that teasing glint and his lips part in shock. George leaves without another word following Y/n to the kitchen.

When he reaches the stairs he lets a small, cocky grin break across his lips at the look left on Fred's face. His smile grows wider when he hears Freds voice call after him:

"WHAT! GEORGE-"