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The Killer (David Fincher, 2023)
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Should I have not opened the door? Isn’t that the idea?
#David#alien covenant#alien#alien franchise#alien David#michael fassbender#movies#actor#fassavoy#fassbender
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“I kinda like it here”
Bruce smiles, takes another puff of his cigarette, before looking up at Brandon. There is something in this man he is curious about. Some sort of a riddle from the last page of the Sunday Telegraph.
“Naebody does, mate.”
Brandon smirks, his gaze lingers on Bruce. His cigarette. His lips around it.
Fuck.
The room is dirty, shitty red lighting like at the cheapest hookers, too much smoke and old dust in every corner, empty cans and takeaway boxes, but Sullivan for the first time in his life doesn’t care a lot about hygiene around. His need covers his eyes, leaving Brandon with itching feeling inside.
And Bruce knows. Robertson smirks, teasing, only squeezing the cigarette harder with his lips before extinguishing it on the leather of the sofa.
“So ye shagged her?”
“I am not an animal,” Brandon hisses, lingers his eyes on Bruce’s face, tries not to focus on the lips again. Eyes, hair, anything, just not lips.
“Aye, I’m questioning that. Right noo, ye just want tae shag.”
Robertson looks up at Brandon, smirks, rubs his jaw. Policeman stands up and walks to Sullivan slowly, runs his fingers on man’s shirt up to his neck.
“Go on then,” he whispers, laughs as Brandon grabs his wrist, taking a step forward, leaving only millimetres between them. A sharp pain goes from wrist to shoulder, but Bruce likes it too much to hold back.
“I lead.”
“Naw, ye fucking don’t, pal.”
#michael fassbender#fassbender#james mcavoy#filth#shame#fassy#fassavoy#brandon sullivan#bruce robertson#fanfiction#fanfic#mcavoy#how do you call them???#idea for a fanfic???
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What bloody man is that?
#macbeth#shakespeare#michael fassbender#fassavoy#fassbender#lady macbeth#banquo#king duncan#Macduff#three witches
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My ‘husband’ as you call him.
#michael fassbender#Michael#fassbender#james mcavoy#James#McAvoy#movies#James x Michael#model#McAvoy x fassbender#Xmen
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Michael Fassbender dans “Alien : Covenant” de Ridley Scott (2017), septembre 2023.
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for the record: no, i don't think michael fassbender is hot
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Fassbender is worse than messy he's been physically abusive towards his exes, I think drug rumors too? :(
And sorry I should have said they used to think of it as pr past tense (specifically since they did a movie together at the start of their rs), I hope by now they've given up lol
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The Killer (David Fincher, 2023)
#The Killer#David Fincher#Fincher#2023#quote#Michael Fassbender#Fassbender#future#philosophy#final scene#hands#coffee#Sophie Charlotte
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cherik and the priest for their wedding
Or is it their divorce?
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Fuck the polis
Edinburgh has a few simply rules, divided into two categories: rules for all those annoying tourists, blocking the Royal Mile during Fringe and rules for everyone else, who is calling themselves locals.
Brandon settles somewhere in between, paddling around city centre, mostly looking out for some places to find a new girl as well as he follows the main idea of Leith and Muirhouse - fuck the polis. Only one difference, that he’s taking it way to literal, both fucking the polis and being fucked by it regularly.
It all started as they bumped into each other at the hookers. Purely an accident, stupid coincidence that quickly turned out into something way more exciting. That time, Bruce was a first one to pay for an hour with a girl both of them wanted and Brandon spent all that time fucking waiting. Why not to pay for another? Fuck knows. Something inside Sullivan was itching the whole hour, while he was sitting in the old leather sofa, watching men come and go, listening to all the groans and moans from the rooms. And that was killing him.
Next time, he was first, leaving Bruce with the same fate on the sofa behind, but there was the same feeling of itchiness under the ribs, Brandon wasn’t able to understand. Fucking the girl, he didn’t feel the same as usual - no excitement at all, just movements and rapid breath on the skin.
Sullivan wanted something more.
He came to Scotland, searching for redemption, promising himself he can change. Start a new chapter, without any addictions and stupid decisions, but Edinburgh had other plans for him. And Brandon was fucked.
Leaving the room, Sullivan lingers his eyes on Bruce, trying to catch at least some glimpse of what causing that burning sensation inside him. Robertson smirks, enjoying that moment of strange curiosity, his eyes meeting Brandon’s.
“Wanna shag her thegither next time?”
Thick accent hits Brandon and he stops, looks over the man again.
“Fine. Tomorrow, the same time.”
There was no redemption for Brandon in this city, only slow death and even more dirtiness, mixed with whiskey and coke. At least, he remembers only that and God knows what else he tried.
They started to go for the threesome every other day, slowly pushing the boundaries of each other. First awkward session quickly changes to confidence and full absence of any shame whatsoever. From guilty glances at each other, while mostly focusing on the girl between them, Bruce and Brandon went to power control, trying to show who is a better lover. Showing off like two stupid teenagers, but even it those moments the difference was there. Bruce, never casually gentle and Brandon, kissing and licking the girl, meaning all that. With every damn kiss he was looking up at Robertson, teasing him and himself with the idea of Bruce being jealous. The problem was that policeman was actually fucking furious by every glance. Not to mention, bloody hard as well.
“Whit are ye daein', eh? Bein' fucking clever?”
The grip on Brandon’s throat makes him smirk. The rain falls down on them as Bruce pins Sullivan to the dirty wall outside.
“Well, I am clever.”
The punch in the stomach hurts, Brandon groans, closes eyes for a brief second before looking back at Robertson. Fuck, those eyes.
“Don’t ye dare think I’ll let ye shag her like that,” Bruce hisses, steps closer. Brandon chokes, but still doesn’t look away. He knows this game and isn’t about to lose.
“D’ye unnerstaun?”
Robertson lets Brandon breathe, steps away. He takes a pack of cigarettes of the pocket and extends his hand to Sullivan, who rubs his fingers over the throat.
“I don’t smoke.”
“Of course ye don’t.”
“You know you are a fucking bastard, yeah?”
Bruce smiles, puffing the cigarette. He leans against the wall and Brandon takes his cigarette for a drag.
“Fucking rubbish,” he mumbles, giving it back, “can’t afford better ones?”
“Fuck off.”
Brandon laughs dryly, looks over Robertson again. This time, with growing curiosity and the same itching feeling under the heart. Bruce glances back at him, flickers the cigarette away and runs his fingers over the wet hair.
“Fuck ye, Brandon, ye dae shag her better.”
“Natural talent,” he smiles, still looking at Bruce. Robertson hisses, slides hands into the pockets.
“You can have her. Enough of that stupid game.”
“And who are ye gonna hae?”
“We both know there are enough girls on this city.”
Bruce nods slowly. Brandon hesitates, wants to say something, but decides not to risk. Robertson glances at him and smirks.
“Wanna come tae mine?”
“Sure.”
Edinburgh has a few rules and as Bruce says, same rules apply to everyone and everything, but fuck the police isn’t open for everyone.
#shame#filth#brandon sullivan#bruce robertson#fanfic#michael fassbender#james mcavoy#fassbender#fassy#shame filth#fassavoy#i love them#fanfiction
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Should I make modeling a definite job?
#michael fassbender#Michael#fassbender#actor#acting#erik lehnsherr#the killer#model#race car#driver#james mcavoy#James x Michael#fassbender x McAvoy#movies
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everyone redraws this classic picture and I’ve decided it’s my turn
#he’s YAPPING#cherik#xmen#XMFC#xmen first class#erik lehnsherr#charles xavier#magneto#professor x#aleks art#michael fassbender#james mcavoy#fassavoy
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guys…. he still wears stuff like that
Alright, who stole who's jumper... I'm onto yous..
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