#romangodfrey

[eternalgodfrey]

imagine being peter and waking up to this sight every day

the flushed cheeks! plump lips! messy hair! who knew his vampire boyfriend (the roman godfrey) could look so vulnerable? he’d only ever show that side to peter, no doubt.

[liamvidz]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝.

[neptunescore]

hi i just wanted to say i love the max header you made and i am using it but i also gave credit and linked you in my updates tab! :)

Thank you so much, I'm so glad you like it!!! And yh its all good as long as you give credits in any form (reblog/tagging/etc)<3

[phillipbrooks]

happy holidays, everyone! it's that time of the year again when i express my love and appreciation for my mutuals. all of you are truly the best part of being on tumblr every time i log on. to say that i have mutuals to begin with still amazes me even after being on this site for 14 years. i'm very thankful for the new mutuals that i met this year as well as everyone tagging me in their wonderful gifset posts and tagging game posts. even if we haven't talked to each other yet, please know i enjoy seeing you on my dash!

if there's anything i can do for you or if you just want to chat, feel free to message me anytime. i'll also be tagging my wonderful mutuals down below, so please consider following them since they're absolutely the best. i apologize if i miss any of my mutuals in the tagging list. i'm wishing all the best for my mutuals in the new year 🖤✨

( click here for the full mutuals tagged post )

part 1

@a-deep-ocean-of-secrets, @ace-astarion, @ad-astrah, @aemondtragaryen, @alistairstheirins, @andyridgeley, @annacoleman, @belgianfry, @benoitblanc, @bladesrunner, @bo-kryzze, @bohemian-rhapsodys, @brooksdavis, @bruceewayne, @buckleys-diaz, @calkestis, @camila-morrones, @canhauntyou, @cheddarholt, @chris-chambers, @clairabow, @commanderdameron, @crudupb, @cruelcomfort-archive, @cuteskywalker, @daenerys-targaryen, @dearemma, @deepshadows, @dindjarism, @djo, @dramatical, @dreamersmagician, @esterexpositio, @eva-greens, @evanzbuck, @finnickodaiir, @ginasporter, @girldadbuckley, @gr-ogu, @guinevereslancelot, @gwenpooll, @harwin-breakbones-strong, @henley-reeves, @huntbastian, @ianmckellen, @iantcjcnes

part 2

jesicajones, jinxviolets, jmchastains, jojen, jynerso, kalemakar, katseyes, kazsbrekker, keyfili, krystalgoderitch, ladykatesharma, ladyverdance, laylaeelfaouly, linusbenjamin, lizzy-bennet, lucaanis, lucybaird, marcuspierce, masiepeters, mcgregor, meganqwynn, milfmas, miwtual, mssmartbarbie, nowadayz, nurcechapel, olyphant-tim, opposite-temp, oswinian, padme-amidala, perryabbott, peytons-sawyer, quinnigallagherjones, robinniko, rhaenyra-the-gracious, rhaeneryas, rhaenyratargayen, romangodfreys, seethegreatescape, severidekelly, sci-fi, scifimo, sleeptokens, spacenerdevans, spdermen, strwrs, stybello

part 3

talesofesther, teamred, tedllasso, the-yennefer, tomcriuse, toxicroak, userdruig, useremo, userhalsey, userloki, visenyatargaryen, waddinghamhannah, waxladrian, wolvesnwerewolves, viggo-mortensen, volkarine, y-ennefers

[marvelnatural4life]

Nothing hotter than Roman Godfrey

[beckydoyon]

My top 9. Little Riff Raff made the cut again! 😆

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[kreepykix]

Peachy (Chapter 2)

a/n: ok ok so i started this forever ago and i already had the whole thing written out but it was crap so i went back and fixed it and decided to post it! i really hope you like it and ill probably post the last chapter in the next few days, enjoy! <3

Chapter 1

For a solid week you managed to avoid Roman successfully. After that day spent with him you just felt off, he’d make eye contact with you and your face would warm, he’d smile and you’d stutter or stare awkwardly. You knew that he was quickly going to realize something was up so you decided avoidance was the best way to go. And it worked, until Roman cornered you in the stairwell at school. He was standing in front of the door, arms crossed, looking pissed as all hell. You were standing at the bottom of the stairs and debated just turning around and leaving but you knew it’d only make things worse so you reluctantly walked up, leaving a few steps between you as you stopped.

“Hey!” You smiled, plastering on a happy façade.  

His expression didn’t change, “What’s up with you?” He pressed, taking a step down towards you, his height was intimidating and you swallowed thickly. It’s just the same old Roman, Y/N, no need to freak out. You thought to yourself weakly. 

“Nothing, I’ve just been busy,” You lied with a reassuring smile that he absolutely didn’t buy but the skepticism still written on his face. 

“Okay Y/N, I’ll just fuck off then.” He turned to go but you knew what he was doing. You’ve known Roman for most of your life and you knew how he reacted when he felt as though he was being pushed away or left out, you’d seen it plenty of times with Olivia. He’d turn defensive, even aggressive sometimes and shut down, creating a divide that you knew was meant to protect him but just hurt and you never wanted to be on the other side of that divide. He meant too much to you.

“Wait!” You grabbed his wrist to stop him and he whipped around to face you, anguish and desperation playing openly on his features.  “I’m sorry, it’s just that I've been feeling a little… strange lately and I took it out on you, I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me.” You swallowed, searching deep into his eyes for a sign that you were okay. Without a word he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug, he had one arm wrapped around your waist and the other clutching the back of your neck. You wrapped your arms around him and just enjoyed the closeness between you two. No awkwardness or conflicting feelings in this still moment, just plain closeness. Eventually you pulled back and Roman looked down at you, concern racing through this gaze.

“How about I come over to yours after school and we can just hangout and talk, I don’t see enough of you as it is, I don’t want you running off on me.” He said with a reluctant smirk, butterflies fluttered in your stomach as you nodded with a thin-lipped smile. 

“Sounds good,” You agreed, parting ways till after school when he followed you home in his car. You pulled up in the driveway, Romans red Road Coaster pulling up behind you. You’d always loved his car, the warm summer nights spent with the top down and a destination nowhere in mind, just a road that seemed to trail on forever. The radio would blast your favorite songs and you’d sing them along together, that was back when you were a duo, not a trio, and while it was great for Roman to have another friend you longed for the days when it was just the two of you against everyone else. 

You hopped out of your car, the door closing with a slam. You heard Romans door follow with the same and you turned, shooting a smile to the beautiful boy in your driveway. His lips turned up, mirroring your own and you turned, heading for the front door. Roman caught up and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pressing a quick kiss into your scalp and something inside of you flipped with nerves. You just smiled, pushing it down and continued to walk as if you weren’t questioning every decision you’ve ever made. You pulled open the door, leading Roman in and shutting it behind you. “Hmmmm,” You heard Roman hum and you turned to see what he was up to. He took off up the stairs, running down the hall in a moment of rare immaturity. 

You followed behind, racing up the stairs as fast as you could without tripping, “Roman!” You yelled, “What are you doing?” You raced into your room to see Roman with every blanket you owned piled on and around him, just his face peering out of the mound, a strand of hair had fallen into his face and you melted a bit at the sight. You shook it off and just laughed, kicking off your shoes before you hopped in right next to him, pulling back the blankets to make room for yourself. Roman grinned at your reaction and helped pile the blankets back on. Once you were settled you turned to look at him, a comfortable smile etched on his face. 

He noticed your gaze and turned with a questioning gaze, “You ready to talk?” He asked, nudging you with his elbow.

You sighed, turning your head away, it was easier to not make eye contact. “I guess I’ve just felt… off lately, Peter showing up just changed things and while I love Peter I miss us and I just figured I’d distance myself before you could do it for me.” You sighed, part of it was true but you weren’t ready to dive into the new things you were feeling for him, you didn’t even know how you felt yet, so why bother him with the uncertainty, especially since you know he doesn’t feel the same? You grabbed his hand from under the blanket and pulled it into your lap, the size of his hand completely eclipsing your small ones. You squeezed, turning to glance at him to see his gaze already trained intensely on you. Your cheeks warmed and his thumb started to rub soothing circles on the back of your hand. “I’ve just really missed you.” You murmured softly, leaning your head against his shoulder. A lone tear slid down your cheek without warning and you moved to brush it away but Roman had already seen it. 

He frowned deeply, lines creasing his features and he wrapped his arms tightly around you. “You know I’m not going anywhere right? I’m sorry we haven’t been hanging out as much, I promise I’ll start making time for you. You’re my best friend, don’t ever forget that. I would never leave you.” He whispered the last part and you nodded, sniffling. “How about every Friday from now on will be our day?” You looked up at him with surprised eyes. 

“Really? You’d do that for me?” You asked, suspicion in your gaze. 

He looked surprised, “Of course, there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.” He said and you chuckled in disbelief. 

“Whatever, I’m holding you to that every Friday thing though.” You smirked, rolling your eyes. 

“Hey! Don’t brush me off!  You thought I’d forget about you!” He chuckled, rolling his eyes as if the idea were crazy. 

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He kept his word. Every Friday for the next six weeks was spent with Roman, he’d pick you up and you’d drive somewhere or go back to his or even just stay at yours, it didn’t matter. Your friendship felt repaired, maybe even better than before and your feelings had mostly gone, mostly. You’d still feel dizzy when he’d catch you off guard with a dazzling grin and still get fluttery when he would kiss you on the cheek. 

Another Friday rolled up on you quickly and you headed towards the front doors of the school to find Roman and ask about the plans for that night. You found him on the front steps of the school, body pressed against some girl as they attempted to swallow each other’s faces whole. 

You don’t know what made your reaction so strong but you ran back inside, swinging the door to the ladies bathroom wide open as you ran to a stall, expelling your lunch into the toilet bowl. You coughed and brought your head back up, eyes watering. Maybe your feelings hadn’t subsided after all. You frowned and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe your mouth off and went to the sink, rinsing your mouth out and splashing some water on your face, looking in the mirror as it dripped down your face. You had to tell him how you felt, it was driving you crazy and you finally felt like you were in a good enough place that he wouldn’t abandon you after you confessed, things would probably just be awkward for a while. You didn’t expect him to feel the same way, you knew he didn’t but you still wanted to out yourself so maybe he would be a little less public about his infatuation with any member of the opposite sex and allow you to get over your budding feelings for him. You were crazy about him and you couldn’t stand seeing him with anyone but you. 

You patted your face dry and headed out of the bathroom and out the front doors yet again though Roman was now on his own. “Hey,” You smiled though your gut was twisting with the thought of telling him how you felt.

He returned the smile easily, looping his arm through yours as you made your way down the stairs together. “Hey, so I was thinking a chill movie night tonight, do you just wanna drive over to mine around seven?” This was the first time he had asked you to drive over but you didn’t mind, you knew he had things he needed to do. 

You nodded, “Sure, sounds good, it’s a full moon tonight, maybe we should watch a horror movie, just to add to the vibes.” You quirked your brow and nudged him in the side playfully with your elbow and he chuckled. 

“Sounds like a plan, see you later ok?” He said and you nodded, parting ways as you went off to your respective cars. 

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That night you swiped your keys off the kitchen table, said a quick goodbye to your mom and swept out of the house, light on your feet with the prospect of spending the night with Roman. As you neared the Godfrey residence, your nerves started to flare up again. You weren’t sure how he would react to your confession, probably kick you out, but he had to know. He did, you were just trying to reassure yourself at this point. As you passed Peter's house you noticed a familiar red Road Coaster parked in the driveway and you pulled in behind him, figuring you’d just say hi to Peter then you and Roman would take off. As you lifted your hand to knock on the front door of the trailer, you heard what sounded a bit like grunting coming from around the side of the house. Curiosity piqued, you got closer and made out some voices that sounded a suspicious amount like Roman and Lynda. You turned the corner, gasping audibly at what you saw. Peter, hunched over and shaking like a tree on a windy day, his spine cracking and snapping. You watched in shock as his hands formed paws, his skin falling to the forest floor lifelessly as it was replaced with fur. You just stood there, shock encumbering your body, unable to move as you witnessed something that by all means should be impossible. You felt your whole world shift as you finally found your feet. You took a step back, stumbling on a stick you hadn’t noticed before as it broke with a snap. All eyes snapped to you in a moment, Lynda and Romans human ones along with Peters now bright yellow, animalistic ones. You were a deer caught in the headlights, eyes like dinner plates and mouth agape. 

“I…” You trailed off, at a loss for words. Roman rushed towards you but you took a step back, shocking him enough for him to stop, you couldn’t remember a time when you had rejected him. “I don’t understand.” You murmured, eyes glued to Peter as he stared at you, you stared back till he finally turned and bounded off into the shifting night. 

Roman took another step towards you, “I can explain, okay? You just have to promise not to tell anyone.” Your eyes flicked to him, betrayal stinging your eyes in the form of tears. 

“You knew about this?” You crumbled, you didn’t understand anything anymore. “You knew about this and you didn’t think to tell me or include me? You knew I’d been feeling out of place and you still didn’t think that maybe I would like to know that one of my closest friends becomes a fucking canine on full moons?!” Anger flared up in you as Roman opened his mouth to spout off what you knew was some bullshit excuse. You held up your hand, “Don’t, I don’t want to hear it.” Without another word you turned, breaking into a run for your car. You got in as fast as humanly possible and tore out of the driveway like a bat out of hell. Tears streamed avidly down your cheeks as you hastily drove back home, the headlights close behind alerting you that you had a follower. You knew in the back of your head that were definitely in denial. Your brain couldn’t process what you had seen, your breathing grew fast and ragged as you finally pulled up to your house, Roman right behind you. You let out a sob, head leaned against the steering wheel. You weren’t sure which was causing your breakdown, the thought that Peter could turn into a wolf or the fact that your best friend had been lying to you for god knows how long, probably a mix of both. You heard a knock on your window and looked up to see a concerned, desperate Roman, eyebrows raised and panic in his gaze.  You glared as you opened your car door, steeling yourself for the fight to ensue. You brushed off the tears left on your cheeks and flipped your panic into anger. 

“Fuck off Roman.” You shot out as you walked towards your front door. You heard his steps behind you and you whipped around to face him. “Please just fucking go before I say something I can’t take back.” You pushed against his chest in an attempt to get him to go but he stayed planted in front of you. 

“I didn’t want to keep it from you, it's just—“ You cut him off. 

“What? You didn’t trust me? Thought I’d tell someone because I have so many friends?” Sarcasm dripping from your words, your glare deepening. 

“Of course not, I just didn’t want to drag you into it, it’s a whole lot of shit Y/N.” He took a step towards you but you took one back. 

“Don’t, just don’t. I won’t tell anyone but I need some time… to process things and figure out where I go from here… where we go.” You turned and headed to your front door. As you put your hand on the doorknob you turned, seeing Roman still planted in the same place. “I was an idiot to have feelings for you.” You said it softly but you knew he had heard from the way he stiffened. That was as much an answer as you needed before you swept into the house, the front door closing with a soft click. You dragged yourself up to your room, collapsing carefully onto your bed. You laid there, staring at the ceiling. You had expected this night to go so different yet it still had a similar outcome. Although, the ball is in your court now. You just needed some time to let everything sink in, then have a talk with Roman. Your world had been flipped upside down and you deserved time to come to terms with that, plus the fact that though Roman had acted like everything was peachy and perfect he had been keeping a massive secret from you willingly and while a small voice in the back of your head told you you were overreacting a bit, your feelings were hurt. 

You kicked off your shoes and pulled back your covers, crawling into bed and falling into a dreamless sleep. You didn’t bother getting up the next morning, or the morning after that, or even the morning after that. You stayed in bed for 4 days, just thinking. You feigned sickness to your parents and didn’t feel obligated to get up in the morning. You didn’t want to know what was waiting for you out there and clearly no one cared if you dipped off the face of the earth for a while. On that fifth day you finally pulled yourself out of bed, dragging your feet to the shower as you peeled off your musty clothes and steam filled the room. The warm water seemed to wash away the dust that had been clouding your mind and you thought clearly for the first time in 120 hours. You could live with the fact that Peter was a werewolf, you had come to terms with that a while ago. It was Roman you were dreading. He had lied to you and you had outed your feelings. Things weren’t exactly sunny anymore. You were going to have to have a long talk before you could even begin to repair your friendship. God know what he was thinking and how he was going to behave knowing you had feelings for him. 

You turned off the shower and wrang out your hair before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around yourself. You picked out a sweater and jeans, pulling your hair out of your face and applying light makeup before deciding you were presentable to the public. You headed to school, knowing that today would only bring chaos. 

[black-cherrie]

Little Love  ------------------------

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Plot: Peter and Roman are just relaxing when things get confessed

Warnings: dd/lb dynamics, first kiss, gay love

Word count: 885

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It was a lazy Saturday afternoon and Peter and Roman were just hanging out in Peter's trailer getting high off their asses while watching stupid cartoons. A particularly stupid scene happens and Roman chuckles, taking a long puff of his joint before nudging Peter.

"Man if someone hit me in the balls I'd make them get to their fucking knees and suck them better." He can't help but laugh at his own words, the weed taking its desired effect on him.

Peter looks at him like he's an idiot, a high one at that, and rolls his eyes as he mumbles. "ai noroc că te iubesc."

Roman perks up at the familiar words and scoots closer to Peter. "I hear you say that Romani shit like 3 times a week. Are you ever gonna tell me what the hell it means?"

Peter's body tenses and he blushes, not meeting Roman's gorgeous green eyes. "Uh...it means 'you're lucky I love you'. You know like when someone does something stupid and it's just something you say." He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, feeling the heat of Roman's gaze on him.

"So you love me?" Roman's eyebrows shot up as he leaned forward and faced Peter, even more interested in the conversation, mostly hopeful that Peter isn't just saying it to fuck with him.

"Uh...yeah...I mean you...I...yeah I do. I fucking love you. So what?" Peter gets defensive, expecting Roman to punch him because he doesn't like guys, at least judging by his fuck boy reputation he doesn't seem to. What he wasn't expecting however was to feel Roman's soft, full, pink lips melt against his own slightly chapped ones.

The immediate groan that came from Peter was completely by accident, but that didn't stop more from coming out. He had wanted to kiss Roman for so long he was beginning to think it might never happen so when Roman pulled away he made a sound of disappointment, almost moaning at the sight of Roman's eyes blown wide with lust and his lips just a shade darker from kissing.

"You choose now out of all the time we've known each other to fucking tell me that you fucking love me? Do you realize how fucking torturous it was to think this whole time that you were fucking straight? That you only liked pussy and would never touch a dick besides your own?"

Peter saw a flash of hurt in Roman's features, causing him to bring a hand up and caress his cheek. He didn't expect Roman to lean into his touch so willingly, so submissively, his entire demeanor changing from angered lust to soft and pliant. This caused a rise in Peter's pants and a smile on his face.

Peter doesn't say a word as he literally picks Roman up and puts him in his lap, holding him close as a shiver runs through him at the feeling of Roman's cold nose rubbing against him as he hides his face in Peter's neck. He isn't entirely sure that the small whimper Roman let out was intentional, but the little 'Papa' that escaped his lips definitely wasn't.

"Rome? Are you...are you a Little?" He didn't want to startle Roman, sensing he was fragile at the moment and seemed to be in a submissive state all of a sudden so he spoke in a soft voice while rubbing his back. He basically already knew the answer just from the way Roman was behaving, he just wanted him to confirm it, absolutely loving the thought of being his Papa.

Roman didn't answer, instead choosing to nod his head slightly before stiffening up. "You're not gonna hate me for being like this are you?" Tears were already welling up in his eyes in fear of being rejected. He never told anyone of his little side for fear of being even more of an outcast than he already was.

Peter lifts his head, looking into his eyes while holding him in place. "Of course not my little baby bat. I'm more concerned about the fact that we both love each other and we're just now admitting it. I'm actually really happy that you're a Little, means I get to take care of you more." He leans forward, rubbing his nose against Roman's, making him blush profusely.

"I do love you ya know." Roman shrugs, acting like it's no big deal to confess his love to his bestfriend, but Peter sees straight through that. He knows that this is a big deal to Roman, knowing that he isn't used to loving touches. But he also loves seeing the blush spread across Roman's perfect face.

He smiles sweetly, pulling Roman down slightly to kiss his forehead. "I love you too little bat." Wrapping his arms around him they sit together and watch cartoons until they fall asleep holding each other. It isn't long before Peter wakes up, hearing Roman fussing in his sleep, his lips pouty and his brows creased. Without a second thought he bites his thumb hard enough to draw blood and puts it in Roman's mouth, immediately soothing the baby upir.

Peter smiles in adoration, finally happy that he got the one person he felt was untouchable. He finally got his love and he wasn't going to let him slip away.

[ilovebillskarsgard]

Willard Russell ❤

[adarlingradio]

I can’t stop making edits ahhhh 😂😂 this one is about Roman Godfrey!! Or is it...? Love and comments are appreciated!!!

[bloodygodfrey-blog]

bringing this back

[carli2223]

El Arte de Amar © [Bill Skarsgård X Tu] (en Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/wMQJ0F0KD8 ••Prólogo•• ∆••El, un chico famoso y reconocido que vive de su fama y lujos, un hombre que sabe manejar su vida de una manera extrema, tan intimidante, arrogante, elegante y con mucho ego••∆ ∆••Ella, una chica humilde y servicial, que no vive de lujos como los famosos que salen en la televisión, pero un día su estilo de vida cambiara todo aquel…

[h0rr0rpancake]

Well hello to you too Penny 🥴❤

[blake-bellamyblake]

Dhhdhdksjs.

[veronicalodgemantle]

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢...

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔.