#I can almost hear him 😳😍

[secretivemessenger]

Okay so how about…. you bending Kaveh over on his desk and ruthlessly fucking him dumb while alhaitham is right next door in the other room. Oh no! The lovely blonde is being too loud, his roommate might come and complain about the noise any second! Whatever shall you do? 🤭

OMG YES 😍😍😍🥰🥰😘😘😚😜😜🤪🥺🥺🥺🥺🤣😇🥵🥵😳😳😶🥴🤒😷🤭🤗😈

Ahem-

Fucking kaveh while his roomie is just next door

CW: Hate sex! Rivalry! Little to no plot- just shameless smut! Dub-con! Belly bulge! Mean reader! Brief mention of alhaitham!

Kinda hate this but of well

You were kaveh’s sworn rival, he hated you deeply. He declared so proudly that he can and will surpass you at anyday. So instead of doing that why was he bent over his very own desk getting railed by you?

“Thinking about something else while your with me? How rude” what got him out of his thoughts was rather a harsh thrust, knocking the air out of his lungs. The feeling of your cock being buried deep inside his guts is making his head lighter and lighter.

You can feel the bulge in his tummy as you placed a hand over it, pressing your fingers against it just to feel your cock moving as you thrust in and out. Snapping your hips at a faster pace.

“AH-” he wanted to plead at your fast movements but your fingers pushing down his throat muffled his mewls. “Shh, your roommate is right next door. Did you forget that?” You smirked while leaning near his ears and whispering darkly “or do you perhaps want him to hear how lewd you are being, hmm?”

“Speaking of which, he might’ve as well been listening in this whole time, hearing how hard my cock is fucking you right now.” His eyes rolled to the back of head, as he continued to choke on your fingers.

“Do you think he’s jerking off right now? Or who knows, he might be even imaging himself in your position” your words made him pause as you continued speaking “alhaitham is without a doubt beautiful, maybe I could try my shot with him. Don’t you think?”

Tears trailed down his cheeks at your words. He hated it, he doesn’t understand why but he hated the mere thought of you actually doing that. The sight of his tearful face and pathetic cries that he tried to cover up so hard made you almost feel bad for him.

“Awww don’t worry though, I would never do that” he looked back at you with red eyes before widening them. A loud cry that was surely heard by the scribe emerged from his pretty lips, by suddenly moving at a ridiculously rough pace made kaveh forget everything.

“Why would i do something like that when i have the perfect toy that i can use whenever and however i want.”

[pablitogavii]

Best friends little sister Pt. 4

It was another EXHAUSTING week!! Faking it all in front of Pedri who really took a liking of Jacobo, Pablo who hated him more than any madridista and even my family who came into town for Ballon Dior..ugh fuck!

"How are you explaining your fake boyfriend why he's not your date tonight girl??" Masa teased cause she was the only one who knew the real truth..I was doing all this to get Pablo's reaction obviously!!! I turned the music up so nobody downstairs can hear it.

"He's technically a real boyfriend, you know that right???" I chuckle as she finished my makeup spraying some perfume onto my chest.

"Not the kind you let between your thighs!!!" she laughed loudly and I rolled my eyes looking in the mirror thinking of the last time I was intimate..it was with Pablo obviously..and it made my head spin..fuck I missed him!!!

"Shut up loca!!!" I push her and we both laugh dancing to the music until my mom called from downstairs wanting pictures..surely Pablo arrived too. I wondered what he might say when he sees me in this dress..it was looking stunningly perfect on my body.

y.n.gonzalez tiktok

Ballon D'ior ready💗

comentarios:

pedrisister: she's stunning 😍😍😍

ballond'ior: gorgeous ❤️

masa.babyy: my makeup slaysss!!!

gavira.babyy.girls: @pablogavi do you think she's beautiful? liked by pablogavi

gavi.pablo: omg he liked!!😳😳😳

jacobo_bru: mia bebaaa!!

gavi.y.n.cute: shut up she doesn't even like you!!

gaviragirls: she matching pablo's suit??🤔

gavibabyy: omg you're right!! pedri wears black and gavi blue 😳

I walked down the stairs in my high heels and Pablo stood there utterly mesmerized..he looked at every curve on my body smiling when he saw my blushed face..damn why was my heart racing so much!??

Just as I was about to step off the last stair, I almost fell but Pablo caught me saying "careful pequeñita" while Masa giggled excusing herself and leaving home. Damn did I really fall straight into his arms!?

After a few pictures and me freaking out every time Pablo's arm wrapped around my waist, did I walk with my mom to the kitchen while we waited for the limo.

"Princesita mia..your heart aches for that boy" she said and I thought she was talking about Jacobo telling her to stop teasing me but then she held my hand and I looked at her gaze towards Gavi. I gulped..was I too obvious?

"Mom, that's Pedri's best friend..and I'm with Jacobo" Isay as she raised up my chin caressing my soft cheek .

"Jacobo is a good boy..very kind..but it doesn't matter what this tells you.." she touched my temple and then rested her hand on my heart "if this doesn't agree.." and then they called my name to join them.

"I love you mama" you say and she smiles nodding and watching as you left with the two boys for the ceremony.

I were sitting between them the whole night feeling Pablo's stare on me most of the times. He was shamelessly looking like I still belonged to him..it pissed me off..but it also made me wet underneath my dress.

"How's Jacobo?" he whispered during a break when Pedri went to grab some water and I rolled my eyes clenching my jaw in annoyance. He's playing with me on purpose but I wasn't gonna let him win!!!

"He's absolutely fine, thank you for asking!" I sass but Pablo was only encouraged to move closer resting his chin on my shoulder and whispering into my ear. I froze from that familiar manly scent and his warm breath.

"I'm sure he's fine..but what about you nena??? I know how your beautiful dark eyes sparkle..when you're satisfied" he whispered the last part under his breath and I fought an urge to moan..damn he was good at this!!!

"Hmm I love looking into your eyes so much..but my favorite is the way they shine just as you're about to cum..holding onto me tightly and begging..papi please don't let me go..hmm and I wouldn't..I wouldn't let you go for anything in the world cielo" the more he talked the wetter I got slowly closing my eyes and enjoying myself. When I heard the last part, I sobered up..I moved away from him.

"But you did let me go..remember?" you say and he pouted about to reach for your hand but you pulled away.

"Cielo..." he said but my eyes were once again becoming sad...I need to stop playing with him...I just end up hurt every time.

"No! I need to use the bathroom!!!" you say getting up and passing Pedri as Pablo followed after you.

"Where are you guys going??? It's starting again soon!!!" he said but Pablo said he needed to use a bathroom really quickly...he couldn't handle you crying again!!!

I came out and someone grabbed me and glued me against the wall...I knew who it was...and I refused to look up into his eyes. I was so tired of all of this...I keep lying...and I just want him to let me go now!!!

"Please...don't touch me...let me go Pablo...stop playing with me finally!!!" I screamed not caring where I was and his hand covered my moth as he rested his forehead against mine.

"Do you really think I like this!!? Seeing you with that idiot when you're meant to be mine!!? You purposefully sitting on his lap when I'm there...but not even commenting on your pictures together!!! Stop doing this to me cielo...please" he whispered the last part removing his hand and holding my chin instead.

"What do you want!??" I say feeling his lips on my cheek as his hand moved down my dress into a slit on my thigh...I felt a shiver move down my spine...his touch felt so familiar, so right and I didn't have the strenght to stop him.

"You cielo...only you...fuck!!! You're drenched!!! Let me hear you moan my name one last time preciosa..I know how much I make you lose control..." he started massaging circles around your clothed clit and you moved closer whimpering into his ear until finally you weren't able to hold it any more.

"P..Pablo" you moaned throwing your head back but he caught it in his big hand before you could hit the wall smiling while kissing your forehead. You heard the audience applaud pulling away as you both rushed knowing you were just late to one of the most exclusive events in history!!!

When Pablo won something in me melted and tear left my eyes...despite everything I was so proud of him. The entire time he spoke he was looking straight at me smiling when he saw me crying happily.

While waiting for Pedri, Pablo took my hand and us two danced in the middle of the parking lot like two idiots laughing like it was the very first time we met...I missed this...missed him.

"Congrats on the award...i always knew you were amazing" I said afterwards and he stopped moving snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me closer.

"Please forgive me..I'll explain everything" he said looking straight into my eyes and I don't know why but I believed him...I wanted to believe him remembering my mom's words...Pablo is the only one my heart aches for.

There was no second guessing in what came next. I moved closer and kissed his lips as he held me tightly in his arms...this was right...this is where I belong!!!

After the event, you came back home never happier only to find Jacobo in your room with a grim expression on his face. Well, fuck!!!

pablogavi

Ballon D'ior Ceremony

Thank you for everything @ballondior ❤️❤️❤️

comentarios:

pedri: congrats hermano! i swear she cried when you won 😂😂😂

y.n.gonzalez: I did not!!!

pablogavi: I saw you did pequeñita!!!

gavirafans: look at them!!!😍😍😍

gavi.pablo: it's clear she's happier with you !

gavithebest: say bye bye @jacobo_bru 😂😂😂

aurorapaezg: I love the dress 😍😍😍

y.n.gonzalez: thank you💗💗💗

"Jacobo, it's really late...and I am..." I couldn't even finish the sentence as he was already throwing a phone into my face.

"Tired!!? Sure you are! Hooking up with Pablo Gavi!!!" I almost choked when I saw what's on the screen. It was an older picture...but it was me and Pablo kissing behind the bleachers...it was after El Classico when I wore his shirt. What the fuck!!! Who took this picture!???

Pedri heard Jacobo from his room clenching his fists and rushing to Pablo's house. Never before did he doubt, but now he was aching for a fight if it was true!!!

"Where did you get this picture???" you ask but Jacobo was in no mood to explain grabbing his phone rather roughly.

"I should have known!!! I asked you if you ever had anything with Pablo Gavi and you lied to my face!!! It makes sense what people online are saying!!!" he was yelling and I trembled really wanting him to just leave at this point.

"He's my brother's best friend, so I couldn't say anything about it but we ended things when I got into a relationship with you" I said trying to defuse the situation.

"Some relationship this is! You won't even let me touch you!! And Pablo Gavi surely already did that!!!" he was starting to get closer and I didn't feel good about it...no I felt uncomfortable...nervous...scared.

Meanwhile, Pedri was banging on Pablo's door being met by half asleep Aurora asking if everything is alright. He rushed inside as Pablo came down the stairs in his pajamas and messy hair.

"We need to talk!" he said and Pablo led him upstairs into his room while his sister retreated back to sleep.

"What happened hermano???" Pablo asked as Pedri sat down running his hadn't nervously through his hair.

"Jacobo and Y/n are fighting...over you" he said and Pablo nodded being patient to see what made his friend came all the way over here...but more importantly he disliked that Pedri left you alone with that idiot!!!

"I'll only say this once Gavi, she's my sister...she's off limits" Pedri spoke calmly although Pablo could tell he was just ready to explode...this was not the right moment for truth...so he did only thing he could...he lied.

"I would never do anything to hurt you or Y/n hermano..." was all Pablo said hating himself internally although it was partially true. He never wanted to hurt Pedri but what he felt for me was undeniable...something he couldn't let go off even when he tried pushing me away.

"Bueno. I should go back then..." just as he said that his phone rang and I was on the other line crying.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch!!!" Pedri yelled telling Pablo what happened as they both went back seeing me crying in the corner of my room with a prominent bruise on my cheek.

"How did this happen hermana???" he asked while Pablo sat on the floor applying ice pack onto my cheek as I held his hand.

"He came closer and when I tried to push him off he pushed me and I fell and hit the nightstand...I just saw blood on my hand and called you" I explained crying in Pablo's arms while Pedri was ready to hunt Jacobo down in that moment.

My parents came back from their dinner and I begged Pedri to tell them while I get decent before coming down. He left and Pablo stayed helping me to the bathroom. WhenI was finally alone, I hugged him tightly crying into his chest while he held my head against him reassuring me that everything will be fine.

"I know about the picture Pablo..." I whisper looking up at his surprised eyes as we both knew this will sooner or later have to come out scared of the outcome.

[the-kr8tor]

Hobie but he's actually working a bar with the most disgruntled look on his face before you come in and suddenly he's all smiles.

Now he doesn't know you, not fully. And he's never been into the classic ideas of romance. But maybe your eyes just shine a bit too bright when he speaks to you, maybe your smile just draws him a bit more in every time you give him the opportunity to see it, maybe just maybe your presence lights up his world soul and mind all the more. There's something to the way you laugh that he's become enamored in, and he makes sure to act as goofy as he can just to hear it more.

He, on your side, looks so handsome. A black button up that's never fully closed, his pants full of patches that are practically peeling off. In a way you wonder if you'd let him fix them back up, sew your own patches on and press kisses to his gorgeous face. The way he looks and seems so smart despite everything, his humour, the way he speaks and everything makes him so alluring. Because he's confident and yet you touch his hand when he hands you your drink and suddenly he can't breathe.

At first you'd come to this place specifically for the music and some of the bar food which was rightfully pretty good with whatever you'd be drinking. And yet he made it even better, there was something in him that made you want to stay seated on the stools as long as you could. You'd stay until it was time to close and even then, he wouldn't even dare to kick you out. Not when you dressed so pretty and looked at him so warmly while making small talk. Hell he despises small talk but when it falls from your lips it's the most interesting thing he's heard.

His voice is nice and smooth, there's almost no rough edges when you get to know Hobie a bit. The further you go along and the more you learn about his hobbies and likes and interests. He's invested in the future, his and everyone else's. He believes in justice through any means if it makes people feel safer at the end of the day. He's passionate, in what he believes in but especially in and with you. There's a sparkle in his eyes when you seem so interested in what he says and that spurs him on. Hobie feels stupid sometimes with how much you're letting him speak but he can't stop himself. Yet he's still somehow waiting for the other shoe to drop, hell maybe you don't even like him that way and you're just an overly nice regular. There's always this deep worry within him that everyone leaves, everyone will and everyone does. But he doesn't end up finding that in you, you stay and you smile. You continue the conversations and you keep coming back around and sticking your nose in his business whether you mean to or not. He can't mind it, in reality he just hopes that he's enough as to where you'll both find a mutual connection, that you'll stay and it wouldn't even have to be romantic because he just feels safe around you. And you feel safe around him.

-🪦

The button up shirt that's never fully buttoned on 🥴😳 I'm thinking abt it real hard

Qisnowjde they both have a crush on each other!!!!! This au reminds me sm of the series sweetbitter (i think that's the name)

Imagine watching him do all the bar tender tricks while you're slowly sipping your drink that you always make it last just so you can stay a little longer

Or or the one time you make it to closing time and he walks you to your car 😍😍

This reads like a love letter to Hobie and I love it ❤️❤️❤️

[squiddy-god]

Task force T4T

Kyle "gaz" Garrick

As always remember that I myself am a trans man, this is meant for trans men specifically, I don't care who interacts but keep in mind this is for trans men. I will probably make an Xtransfem version! (Big maybe) Gaz is third up on this list because I love him. Ngl I don't know what possessed me to write the smut portion of this but 😳 sir. Lawrdy 

Tw : nsfw eventually, trans genitalia, pre op genitals, description of dysphoria, t4t relationship, transphobia and canon typical violence. Boy x boy. Men kissing…perhaps 😳holding hands. 

He's so handsome  😍

Anyway Gaz has known about being trans for almost as long as he can remember but it never quite clicked in his head that he was a man 

About a year after joining the military he came out and really dug his heels in after he realized how wrong Ms. Garrick sounded on every official report 

He's had top surgery for convince but kinda misses his tits. 

He's had the name Kyle in his head for years actually. Saw a guy who he thought was just ✨bloody stunning ✨ named Kyle and he's been set with that ever since 

He was (and is) an absolute smoke show with his skin care and fancy shampoos 

Has a beautiful satin dark blue bonnet from when his hair was very long that he sleeps in

If anyone asks about the pretty picture of the mysterious girl he tells them it's his ex 

He told soap this at first and was promptly told how hard he fumbled the bag 

Ok so I have actually a very funny idea for how you met Kyle 

So you where the very handsome boyfriend of another soldier, who was in all polite but honest words 

A complete knob head

So here it is, a dinner party, lots of people besides the 141 and this guy decides to bring his partner, no big deal. Except you look so uncomfortable, I mean like you just wanna go slink off to some corner. but your bf is bragging on and on (to the wrong people tbh) and Gaz can't help but stare a little, you are a handsome, awkward thing, twiddling with your thumbs absently and avoiding the gaze of anyone who might be looking

He thinks he's subtle but he's not. 

If you weren't taken already Gaz would be pouncing at the opportunity to get your number- he's clearly a hopeless romantic

He's built for longing- and he already has the first date planed out

Or he would, but alas 

Until he tunes back in to soaps passive aggressive Scottish grumbling and realisis how much of an insufferable ass your bf is. He's obnoxious and has an inflated ego, and whenever you try to say something or join the conversation he just dismisses you! Even has the audacity to order you off to get him a beer. 

Well now Kyle doesn't feel so bad about his fantasies

Then the nail in the coffin. 

The drunker he gets the more disrespectful he is, until the next time he tries to order you off to get him a beer he misgenders you. 

And Kyle Gaz Garrick simply will not tolerate this absolute lack of respect for you. So he scoffs barely audible and stands up, leans down all stunning 6’0 of him and asks just Loud enough for you and your drunk idiot to hear “don't worry ‘bout it lov’, anything you want to drink?” 

Such a gentleman! And when he comes back with your drink he conveniently “forgets” the one for your bf. 

He's such a good listener, doesn't talk to much but he listens and has pretty solid insights. 

So now it's his life mission to get you to leave your “loser boyfriend”

Very upfront, says he's definitely in to you but he wouldn't try anything and wants to genuinely be friends

He also says he doesn't care if you don't want him just leave the pos bf 

He does care but- yk

Eventually it works, one to many arguments about respect and even one about Gaz where some not so good words where exchanged. 

Gaz was prepared to wait a good while before you where ready to consider him an option but was more than pleasantly surprised to here you say how you've been emotionally checked out since before even meeting Kyle!

Definitely makes a bit of a show of kissing you when he sees you ex

He's so pretty it's actually un-real 

His surgery scars are harder to notice in terms of color but are slightly raised and nice to trace! 

No one knows his dead name because any time he “gives it out” or is harassed about it he gives a different name. 

If you kept longer hair/want him to just braid your hair he is literally the best At it. 

He gives me “raised by single parent” vibes but like I think the absent parent would have been in the military. 

Like being raised by a single mom who wore her wedding band long after her husband's passing/raised by a single dad who never dated or remarried because his wife was his soul mate. 

Kinda vibe with single dad who jokes that “he didn't even have to try to raise a good son”/” failed at raising a daughter but at least he got a son who's decent” all in good fun of course

Still calls his pecks “a bangen rack” 

Sends you post workout photos that are ✨

You two take turns cooking dinner and gas always does smh corny like roses and candles

Smells like musky cologne and the candle isle at the grocery store. 

Act of intimacy like no other is letting you shave his face. He sits you on his lap and hands you the blue and orange razor along with shaving cream. “Not a word sweetheart” before even one dirty joke escapes you. 

And if you kiss him. After patting his face dry? He's dead and in heaven

Has always liked men's clothing and has a collection of silky Satin button down shirts he wears almost exclusively half unbuttoned

NSFW 

Kyle Gaz Garrick fucksssssssssssss

If anyone on 141 is good at sex it's Gaz. Gold Star. 

How are you gonna say no when he's giving you the most sultry honey brown bedroom eyes? And that's how your on your back- 

It's giving switch who never thought he could top because he never had a male partner who'd let him 

Gaz stays strapped lmao

Absolutely king of sex toys, if it buzzes hisses it vibrates he owns one 

The strap color matches the outfit-

Spends hours fucking you stupid and sloppy with his fingers before making you guess what color he's gonna stuff you full of. Get it right and he'll fuck you, sucking another dark hickey onto that sweet spot that has you moaning. Get it wrong and he'll spank your poor swollen clit/T-dick “come on now lov, what shirts did I have on tonight? Or was my handsome man so distracted to notice?” Like sir your boobs are starting at me don't ask me the color of nothing!! 

Eats you out with a fork and knife. Absolutely adores face sitting both ways! Or 69

Loves to ride you in any way shape or form 

Adrenaline and T make him horny so good luck when he comes back all pent up from the gym or deployment

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Gifting your Husband Boudoir Photos

Featuring Schweiden Adlers

Schweiden Adlers x female(wife) reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: swearing, VERY suggestive

AN: of course I needed to give my Adler bbys some love 🫶🏻

Heiwajima

Biggest simp? Biggest simp 😌

Definitely beats about his GORGEOUS wife to his team all the time

“Hey look at this picture my wife just posted?” “She has a name you know-” “SHES MY WIFE!”

Literally Liberos would make the best partners, hype beast extraordinaries

Anyways, you and Toshiro have been married for almost a year now

You wanted to surprise your husband with the something you’d knew he’d love

🙌🏻 pictures of you 🙌🏻

See you casually replaced photos around your home with new sexy ones 🤪

You weren’t entirely sure your husband would notice

But like a dog smells good, your husband sniffed them out immediately

He walked in, stopped and looked at you

“Something’s different,” he said 🤨

You 👉🏻😙 🎶

Then he spots the first one, the one you replaced your wedding photo with

He walks over to it, picks it up and his eyes widen 😳

“YN what is this?” He asks

You just shrug and smirk 😏

He continues to walk around, finding all the photos and you start to hear groans emerging from your husband

“You good babe?” You ask as he turns to you

“You know we are never changing these photos back right?” He says as you giggle

“What about when the guys come over?” You question

“Ok maybe then but he do you maybe think you could recreate some of these for me? Perhaps for my digital gallery?” He questions

You giggle and shake your head, “well it’s a good thing I order digital prints too.”

Toshiro throws his head back, groaning and thanking whatever god gifted him such a beautiful wife!

Kageyama

The only two things Kags thinks about is volleyball and his gorgeous wife

Literally the fact that you can put up with him being the way he is

He is so blessed to have you as his spouse!

Now Kags is a workaholic and he’s constantly at the gym

So you often have to find creative and new ways to entice your husband to come home

Sometimes food works

But what really does the trick you ask 👀

Nudes 🙌🏻

You send this man a nude and it’s so long volleyball gym, hello bed for the next 8 hours 🥵

Man’s has stamina ok 👌

Kags has been at the gym for a solid week

Literally he’s home to eat and sleep

And honestly, you miss your husband

So what must we do? Send him something that makes him want to leave his volleyball forever

You: I miss you Tobio 🥺

Tobio: awe I miss you too baby, I’ll be home around 10

You: could you maybe make it a little sooner? *sends pic*

You: I’m waiting 😏

Tobio: 😳 are- are those new?

You: just got them back today

Tobio: is-is there more 👀

You: maybe 🙃

Tobio: I think I can probably be home by 7…

You: I’ll be waiting *sends pic*

Tobio: fuck this gym in omw baby!

You: good good excellent 😏

Prepare to be sore for the next few days Yn 🤪

Ushijima

Our stoic angel 😍

Oh how this giant bby adores you Yn!

Literally there’s nothing better than spending time with your husband

But oh do you LOVE to tease this man something fierce

Please he gets so flustered and blushes whenever you send him a risky picture

So you decide you haven’t tortured your husband enough for an entire lifetime so why not do the absolute most 💅

It was your 1 year wedding anniversary and you decided that you should gift your husband the first the keeps on giving

Pictures of you 😌

You wrap the photo album up and set it with his other gifts

This man always outdoes you in every way but this year, this time you will dominate!

So after opening all of your lavished gifts you finally gift Toshi the one thing nobody else can give him

When he opens it, he looks at the beautiful black valet cover inscribed with his name

He looks at you confused as you continue to urge him on

He opens the first page and immediately slams the book shut

His face turns best red as he avoids all eye contact with you

Toshi 👉🏻👀😳

You 👉🏻😏😏

He opens it again, gulping as he carefully thumbs through every single page, careful to not bend any pictures

It’s not until he gets to the picture of you in his Olympic jersey that he groans, adjusting himself as you continue to look smug

He closes the book, placing both hands on top of it and then looks at you

You 👉🏻 : D

“YN you know how much I love you right?” He says as you nodd

You 👉🏻 : D

“YN I’m going to say this and I mean it in the absolute most respectful way,” he continues

You 👉🏻: D

“I’m about about 2 seconds from breaking your back,” he finally says

You 👉🏻 : D 😐😳

And that, YN, was the story of how you spent an entire week recovering 😌

Hoshiumi

This man BEGS for nudes constantly

Literally he adores you and he keeps a running tab of your pictures

He even keeps a ✨tasteful✨ shot of you as his phones Lock Screen

But nobody can see it… he guards it with his life!!

When Korai’s away, he is always asking to see his pretty baby 🥹

Honestly he’ll take any photos of you

So you decide it’s time to ramp it up 👏🏻

Korai is at a few away games when you decide to make your move

You had some sexy photos done for your adoring husband and lucky you are just as cheeky as he is 😏

You send the first text, baiting him

You: Morning babe *sends picture*

Korai responds in .02 seconds

Korai: 👁️👄👁️

You: how are you? *sends pic*

Korai: 🥵 extremely frazzled right now…

You: oh really? *sends pic*

Korai: BABE IM IN A TEAM MEETING AND I JUST GOT IN TROUBLE FOR CHECKING MY PHONE

You: sounds like a you problem *sends pic*

Only Korai doesn’t respond after that one, instead you start a timer

Because you know your husband too well

10 minutes later, a new record 💅, your FaceTime is ringing as you casually answer it while cooking

“Hey babe! I thought you had a meeting?” You ask casually

Korai 👉🏻 >: ( you did this on purpose

“Did what?” You respond cluelessly

“Did you get those professionally done for me?” He asks

“Well your always asking for pics so I figured I should have a couple hundred built up,” you shrug

Korai 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ 100?!?!

Please Yn that man has never been happier to get home to you

Romero

This man ugh THIS MAN 🥵

Literally idk who’s the luckiest one in this relationship babe I’m sorry

It’s Romero, like look at the man!

But no matter what, you managed to get a good one

He’s an amazing husband and he absolutely worships you!

Literally he will open every door, present you to everyone like you are royalty

He talks about you like you are only woman in the entire word

He wears his wedding ring proudly!

And boy does he adore your body

Literally you could be wearing seat pants and he’s panting 😮‍💨

It’s your two year anniversary and your friend suggest you add some new “artwork” to your bedroom 😌

Mainly in the form of a giant photo of you over your bed

So you prepare, using your husbands favorite color lingerie in the photo in the sexiest pose allowed to be viewed

You manage to get it hung and boy are you excited, so excited that you ambush your husband the moment he walks in the door

You cover his eyes and say, “I have the biggest surprise babe!”

He smiles, “oh do you now?”

You giggle as you lead your 6’3” husband to your room and situate him just perfectly

You tear your hands away and shout “surprise!”

Romero 👉🏻😐😳

“What do you think?!?” You say, presenting your body

Please YN give your husband a second

His mouth has now fallen open and you are gonna need a mop in the bedroom ok 🤚🏻

“Holy shit baby!! You look fucking incredible!” He says getting on the bed and studying the photo up close

“You love it??” You gush

“Oh course! But I wish you would have put one in every room so I can just stare at you all damn day!” He chuckles

“Well lucky for you I got more!” You say, pulling out the other canvases

Please YN, you might need to inform the Adlers of your husbands sudden death 😅

Sokolov

6’7” simp? 6’7” simp 😌

Man’s literally worships the ground you walk on Yn

He adores you more than anything!

Another member of the “I wear my wedding ring and I’m proud club!”

He would wear a shirt that said “my wife is hotter than your wife”

Needless to say, this man will do anything for you YN

And since he travels so much, you have to keep things spicy right 😏

Which is why you decide that it’s important for you to show him exactly how much you miss him

So you decide to be a little butthole and send him cryptic messages all day to prepare him

Like first you send him an email that says, “I’m in your room at 9pm for a surprise ;)”

Of course the man’s is super curious like “👀 what does this chick have planned now?!?”

Then you continue the torment and send him little texts all day like “5 hours until your surprise!”

By 9pm the man is RUNNING 🏃‍♂️ to his hotel room

The team wanted to go out for drinks and suddenly your man’s has a migraine

Back in his hotel room, he texts you and says “ok babe I’m here!”

That’s when you drop that man an entire years work of spank bank material!

Like 200 pictures and that’s not even all of them!

At first he just stares like “holy crap! I shouldn’t be looking at these, I have a wife… WAIT THIS IS MY WIFE!!”

So instead he decides to pull out his computer and FaceTime you

You answer, casually sitting on your bed like “oh hello my love ✌🏻”

“Babe!! Holy crap!! You- you did this for me?!?” He shouts

You giggle and nod saying “I missed you Tatsu” 🥺

Damn Yn calm down, man’s is about .02 seconds away from getting on a plan back to you

“Baby I love them!! But umm now I’ve kind of got a little problem!” He blushes as you giggle

He knows he’s one lucky guy!

Hirugami

Ughhhhhh 😩😩😩 this man!! THIS MAN 👏🏻

He’s so hot it’s unreal!!!

And you get to be his wife?!? Dammnnn

Seriously he is such an attentive and sexy husband

Literally he walks around without his shirt on around the house and man 😮‍💨

Please YN clean your puddle of drool up!

Oh wait that’s me NE WAYS

he absolutely adores you and always talks about you

He knows how lucky he is to have the most supportive and fantastic wife

But that doesn’t mean you don’t get to tease him every once and a while 🤭

Specifically during practice

Because as the captain of the Adlers, he must remain stoic and attentive

So when he’s in the middle of a team meeting and his phone starts buzzing, he quickly checks it

And BAM NUDE

Fukuro rn 👉🏻😐😳

“Hey captain you good?” The guys ask as he snaps from his haze and shoves his phone back in his pocket

Unfortunately his phone keeps buzzing 😌

He’s already seen a few pictures and damn he wants to see more but he knows he won’t be able to contain his arousal

After the meeting, which he clumsily finishes he runs to the locker room and face times you

You answer, casually doing dishes like 😚 🎶

“Baby what was that??” He yells

You 👉🏻👀🤷🏻‍♀️ what-

“Baby those pictures! Those pictures!!! Are they new? Holy shit!” He whisper shouts as you smirk

“They might be new, maybe part of a photo shoot I did,” you answer coyly

Fukuro 👉🏻😳 so there’s more?

“A few hundred more,” you 😏

“Baby prepare yourself because when I get home, you’re all mine!” He growls before hanging up

You just giggle because wait until he sees the giant canvas of you naked hanging in your master bathroom 🙃

[realcube]

YOU GOT: EIJIRO KIRISHIMA (age up)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ matchup for @nichupichu

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ if you would like a matchup, read this!

'I am blunt and sometimes way too honest. My sarcasm is easily misunderstood because I tend to have a very emotional less face. If you are my friend, you basically have scary dog privileges everywhere you go.'

𓆩♡𓆪 this kinda reminds me of bakugo a bit , and the two of them are still friends

𓆩♡𓆪 so it makes sense that he would get on well with you too

𓆩♡𓆪 since he's very light-hearted and doesn't take things too seriously/personally so he wouldn't mind if you were to be brutally honest with him at times

𓆩♡𓆪 in fact he'd probably find it endearing, since he mostly works with heroes who are all very kind and perky (with the exception of bakugo lol)

𓆩♡𓆪 which is nice n all but you really have a sass and wit to you that he likes and hence makes you stand out

𓆩♡𓆪 and once again, because of his friends he's probably used to dry humour so your sarcasm wouldn't be lost on him

𓆩♡𓆪 maybe you could have a meet-cute where a gang of villains is terrorising the high street you're shopping on, and he swoops in and handles them in a heroic fashion, saving lives and almost levelling the street in the process (with the strength of his quirk, yk?)

𓆩♡𓆪 and once all the villains have been dealt with, ofc everyone else on the high street is like 'omg sturdy hero red riot we love you 🤩😍 please sign my baby's forehead!'

𓆩♡𓆪 meanwhile you say smth like 'i was literally just about to do that 🙄' as a joke to your friends bc he is like.. a pro hero and you're a civilian who was most definitely not about to beat up a gang of villains

𓆩♡𓆪 meanwhile kirishima overhears and is immediately intrigued

𓆩♡𓆪 and omg you guys could have a little back-and-forth where he teases you by saying 'i'm sure you would've' or 'good thing you were here in case i needed back up'

𓆩♡𓆪 and you're just like 😳 bc ??? wtffff you didn't mean for pro hero red riot to hear you

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'I wish for someone laid-back and easy-going who, at the same time, doesn’t shy away from experiencing new adventures.'

𓆩♡𓆪 this is very much kirishima

𓆩♡𓆪 he's shown to be very patient with his friends and friendly in general

𓆩♡𓆪 he is very passionate but that doesn't mean he can't be calm and take it easy at times

𓆩♡𓆪 especially once he becomes a pro-hero i think he'll become more fond of the idea of simply relaxing opposed to always doing something

𓆩♡𓆪 though, he is still going to be very disciplined when he comes to his training and stuff. but what i mean is that in his down time — say, at the beach — he'll probably opt for relaxing in a lounger or going for a swim, opposed to playing a fierce game of volleyball or doing laps

𓆩♡𓆪 so he'll definitely be more chill as the years go on

𓆩♡𓆪 also he definitely doesn't mind repeating himself because i can imagine he's gotten used to it by now. with the state of his teeth, he's probably slurring words all the time so ppl are asking him to repeat himself anyway

𓆩♡𓆪 and besides that, he's just so kind that he'll be quick to do anything you need him to. plus, repeating himself a couple times is the bare minimum, how could be mad at that ??

𓆩♡𓆪 since he's a pro-hero , i think it goes without saying that he likes a bit of adventure lol

𓆩♡𓆪 ESPECIALLY after that whole "rescuing bakugo from the lov" excursion

𓆩♡𓆪 that was an adventure and a HALF

𓆩♡𓆪 he'd definitely always be inviting you to do random side quests with him haha

𓆩♡𓆪 like going climbing in the middle of winter

𓆩♡𓆪 or going skiing/snowboarding

𓆩♡𓆪 or cheese tasting

𓆩♡𓆪 once he's a pro hero. he probably gets invited to events in other countries and you can bet that he will bringing you with him every single time no matter where he is going for how long

𓆩♡𓆪 even if it is a sponsored thing for heroes only, he will make them pay to bring you as well, or just pay for you himself

𓆩♡𓆪 and depending on what your BNHA AU quirk is , he would maybe take you on some of his lower-stake missions too lmao

𓆩♡𓆪 'babe do you want to come with me to break chargebolt out of an abandoned prison that is now a villain hideout? 😁 i'll bring your favourite snacks!'

𓆩♡𓆪 couple's bonding experience lol

𓆩♡𓆪 BUT he would only take you if he knew you'd be able to handle it because he'd never be able to forgive himself if something bad happened to you after he brought you on a mission (angst matieral 😣)

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'get some snacks, go to the park, eat them there while watching the lights of the fairy wheel, and talk for hours.'

𓆩♡𓆪 omg if this was a first date i can imagine kiri being so flustered, he would try to do the think where he throws a piece of popcorn or a skittle in the air and catches it in his mouth (to be playful and to impress you , ofc) but bc he is so nervous, his aim is terrible and instead of it landing his mouth , it lands on your head

𓆩♡𓆪 and he would just pass away on the spot out of embarrassment lol

𓆩♡𓆪 jkjk

𓆩♡𓆪 hsi reaction probably depends on what the food is

𓆩♡𓆪 if it is popcorn (which is soft and light) , he would just laugh awkwardly and pick it out of your hair for you. it's strange at the time but it's a moment that you can both look back on and laugh at

𓆩♡𓆪 HOWEVER

𓆩♡𓆪 if it's a skittle ... oml

𓆩♡𓆪 those are so hard and firm, if it were to hit you on the head, that would hurt a lil 😭 obviously you're not gonna get serious brain trauma but.. yk.. ouch

𓆩♡𓆪 but with the way kiri acts, it's as though you had suffered a serious impact

𓆩♡𓆪 like he is so mortified and constantly asking you if you are okay and whether you need him to seek medicial assistance

𓆩♡𓆪 oh and let's not forget that he is apologising profusely

𓆩♡𓆪 and it's a moment that you look back and laugh at (because you didn't get hurt much but his reaction was so dramatic), but whenever you remind him of it, he gets so defensive

𓆩♡𓆪 'of course i was being dramatic!! i was so worried about you!! i was scared i might've made a skittle sized lump on your head!!'

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'I will try to win prices for my date at some of the stands, but I will fail miserably like I always do.'

𓆩♡𓆪 this is very quick but

𓆩♡𓆪 if it was your first date, and you were trying to win him a prize at one of the stalls

𓆩♡𓆪 and you fail miserably, he's gonna try to reassure you by saying something like 'don't worry, nita. you didn't win but you still looked very manly trying.'

𓆩♡𓆪 and bc this is your first date, you don't know that he uses 'manly' for literally everything positive so you're like... is he insulting me???

𓆩♡𓆪 and bc it's the first date, he is awkward and so nervous around you that he can't think of any other positive descriptor besides 'manly' haha

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for @nichupichu: hope you enjoyed!! if not kiri then i probably would've given you denki kaminari

[jellyfitzjelly]

(2/2) he realised she's not wearing anything underneath her dress 👗, he scolded himself for treating her like this but she shown she clearly enjoys it 😁, he lost his reason when he felt how wet she is for him (⁠●⁠_⁠_⁠●⁠), just what he's thinking about ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄, he place her on the armchair before enjoying her before diving down 👇, he just started but she's loving it 🤭, he could tell it's lubricant (⁠゜⁠o⁠゜⁠; he's aroused when he realised she prepared herself for HIM 😳, he almost came from that alone 🤭, he knows how to tease her with his mouth & fingers 😁, he crawled back up to kiss her 💋 & remove his pants 👖, she doesn't hide how much she loves it 🗣️, he lost his restraint after hearing that 👂, he was so excited that he had to stop himself from spilling 🛑, she pulled him down to kiss him 😘, his pace is erratic but she doesn't mind at all 🤭, he can see how much she's enjoying herself 🥴, he can't let her go to another man 🥺, he tried to convince himself it's the rut but he can't deny that she's his as he's hers 🥹, the sight of her to him is lovely 😍, he wants to keep her like this for the rest of his days ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄, he finally felt better now 👍, just how both of them rested for awhile 👍, she said to do it again 🤣, he said it's in next year but she clarified she meant today 😳, he was shocked like me (⁠゜⁠o⁠゜⁠; he thought she was beautiful when she smiled while blushing ☺️, he almost saw stars for a few seconds ⭐, he walked to the bed with her & lied down so she can rest on his chest 🛏️, he told the good thing is that it goes down fast when he's old 👍, she gave him a stern look 😠, it made his cock twitch 😳, she told him he's not which I agree 💯, she tried to sit up but settled on glaring at him 😠, he felt fondness for her 🥴, he smiled tenderly as he tucked her hair behind her ear 😊, he told her gently that he didn't tell if he return her feelings 💞, she told him she can't believe how she didn't realise he sees her like she's Sharess 😂, he blushed as he didn't expect how cheeky it accurate she is 😳, he questioned why not a man her age as she replied she has him 😁, he just wants to kiss her 😚, she looked at it in wonder like me (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠), he did tell it's normal but was completely shocked that it's her first time (⁠゜⁠o⁠゜⁠; she did explain herself but she doesn't see it as a big deal ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯, she looked at his cock hungrily 😋, she said she wanted to taste him but she was too fast for him to reply O///O, he realised she definitely has experience ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄, it felt good to him 🤭, her cheeky remark 😁, she's really knows how to give him a good time O///O, he wrap his arms around her when she slumos against his chest 🤭, he asked if she's okay which she managed to answer despite her about to fall asleep 💤, he pet her hair 🤭, she deserved to rest especially after making him the happiest man 💕, and he smiled as he thought to himself it's going to be the best rut he had in years ☺️ The angst and fluff is so well written 😍, Zevlor is so in character (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠), her reactions are so good 👍, and the smut is hot 🔥 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

I am so happy you are pleased with your request!!! And that my smut isn't completely cringe lol. I am so horny for Zevlor in rut it's becoming concerning.

[supercriminalbean]

Things that made me insane during criminal minds evolution:

Written while I watched so enjoy my bumbling mess. Spoiler alert of course.

Episode 7:

I've seen spoilers this time so I sad oh we. It's mainly only because of Garcia stuff.

The women in the opening looks like my old friend..huh weird.

Why did deputy dipshit do the opening quote gross.

Oh no it's the JJ and Penelope from season 3 scene but worseeeeee.

Emily is concerned and thinking.

Garcia baby you need a friend your obliviously not okay you need support.

Emily is a mood.

So I'm emotionally lately and Papa Rossi with Tara I'm cryinggg.

Okay no. I'm sorry but look I LOVE Tara I do and I get she just got broken up with but hear me out hear. When Luke and JJ almost died they didn't even get to go home for a sleep before they had to keep going on the case but Dave Is trying to get Tara to take 3 days off (hell yes she desever it but not my point right now) JJ in the last episode qas exhausted and honstely she's probably close to a break down and no one e is there for her apart from Will of course but what happened to the team that use to be a family please. It so broken.

I need David Rossi to give me a dad talk or someone to give me a dad talk please.

Where's Luke??? Ughh I'm over the writers.

Oh hi Luke never mind.

I fucking love Rossi and Luke they feed of each other I swear 😂

JJ your so quite baby. Your so pretty I love you.

The deputy douchbag is growing on me.

He was now no more.

Okay I love him again

Am I the only one who ships him and Emily? I mean no what no I don't...

Mm Ellias 😍

Rossi 😳😳 I uh um. I was looking at that yesterday to.

Everytime I hear them mention Reid I get excited but I know it's just teasing.

Boss, JJ, Double Boss. Only Garcia haha baby 😂

Emily freeze definitely scared the fuck out of Penelope you can't tell me otherwise. It scared me.

Emily is scared haha.

Emily same.

Committed to pleasure oh baby that's one type of pleasure huh.

He spent the night at my house..

EMILY GROAN IS ME I LIVE FOR IT.

EMILY FACE IS TO RELATABLE RIGHT NOW WHY IS SO HOT ALSO LIKE FUCK MOMMY?!?!!!

Penelope is scared and then was like a bitch like bruhh

I have to say tho even without Prentiss being a profiler just her being friends with Garcia for so long she knew she wouldn't call him today.

I can not take this episode seriously im sorry I love Garcia right now she reminds me of me this weekend.

I'm also Emily at my friend's decision in men.

The little I love you when she leaves.

Garcia needs to get her shit together but why is Noone asking her what she's up to? Does anyone check in on Penelope and JJ anymore like thoes two were always there for the team. Derek and Spencer were thier supporters and so was Hotch now they gone so just thoes two thinking they are all alone again because they have trust issues someone hug them please.

I'm starting to like deputy director he cool man just don't lie to people man, but damn he good at.

Why is Luke called Alvez by everyone it's weird.

Moose aww, I was also suprised the girl was alive.

Tara baby I wanna hug you.

Garcia please talk to him.

David Rossi I love you but why can't you fucking see that JJ and Garcia are not okay. Thank you.

Haha okay when the deputy director speaks and Rossi stares at him I just shkgfybsuajb fall in idk not love maybe I just need to get laid.

Bailey smile is cute haha dumbass I think you might die soon.

Fuck why is Luke in leather hot

The way Emily glance at him damn.

Okay I was hoping for Lesbian Emily this season ugh.

Mm Elias swearing 🥵🥵 holy crap me I'm not good

Nooo where did grace go???

Bitch don't follow the lights you dumbass

Aww I love this girl haha her view of God is great.

Garcia. Okay I know I KNOW we don't like this Tyler Green situation but his smile when she speaks is cute why can't I get a person to smile like that at me.

I love Garcia rambling its so cute.

Tyler getting it is good I like this it's good.

Um no do not go over!!! At least have Emily or JJ over please!! Or even better Luke... jealous Luke...please.

Ugh I'm sorry but I hate it I HATE it when females think they can push or slap other when annoyed or angry and think it's okay but if a man did it oh hell no. Ughhh Elias your wife annoys me.

Omg he was really so close to killing her and that's kinda hot and sad.. and I need therapy.

Grace and Ashley are awwww.

Bailey is cute and Emily Is adorable.

Bailey didn't lie, not suprise love it.

BAILEY I 100% UNDERSTAND I NEED MORE MEN MY DADS AGE TO DISAPOINT TO. but for different reasons...unless you also uhu.

Come and get it Mother fucker 😂

I hope Ashley lives.

Aww Bailey dumbass put pressure on the wound. I know it's late.

He's so sweet 😭😭 if I'm dying can he hold me please.

Oh no another crush on a fictional man ahhhhh noooooo. No no no. Oh fuck it why not.

Elias shot your wife please I don't like her.

He's not leaving for good it'd just a little while damn. Why they crying are they like not use to this. Doesn't he travel alot for work anyway I don't get it? Do I just have trauma and use to this shit?

Rossi ugh fuck you. Like yes Tara needs love but JJ just seems sad like please something wrong.

Holy fuck Will hi I missed you.

Oh shit 😂

I'm sorry but I love them but somethings wrong.

Noooo the case is closed haha Emily won't let that happen.

Tyler fuck off!!!!

He hot tho and the way he looks at her Is kinda cute.

TYLER SHUT UP PLEASE YOU ARE RUINING MY HOPES FOR LUKE.

I mean he's not lying Penelope Garcia also saved my life.

Her smile her smile her smile!

His smile his eyes.

No shut up Garia ew yes hot yes kinky yes I want you to say that to me (and Luke) but not him.

Like I don't like it but at least we finislly get to see Penelopes love life without stupid Kevin because when she dated Sam (season 9 to 11) IT DISAPPEARED.

NO PENELOPE NO! BAD PENELOPE!

Rossi please get some rest, I'm worried.

Oooh his own kill kit

Rossi gonna get himself killed.

Haha neighbor same, omg the song choice nooooo. Omg no no 😂😂

Okay I'm GARCIA! actually no I'm blaming that line on. KIRSTEN VANGSNESS!!!

THIS SCENE IS SO HOT HOLY FUCK.

His grin, the books,the heavy breathing. She totally rided him hard. But his hair isn't messed up weird.

Okay so um thoughts I know we want Derek go come back to knock some sense into Penelope but I don't think he's going to be that good... you know who we need.. we need and I know the Writers are going to really really struggle on this but um what about bringing but... JJ, Emily and Tara. OH WAIT THEY NEVER LEFT BUT SOMEHOW THE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN THOES FOUR IS COMPLETELY GONE!!!!!!!!!BRING IT BACK! Or at least JJ and Penelope or please please after season 13 Emily just doesn't seem to like JJ any more. WHY?! GIVE ME A REASON AND MY FAMILY BACK.

Also Luke. Why is he even in the show? If your not going to give him much to do your just fucking us off. WE WANT LUKE WE WANT MORE LUKE.

[myers-meadow]

"#ps the 'Haarlep and his tail' ask... i am keeping it on purpose.. as inspiration ✨ so that i dont forget any of the ideas you offered <3"

Ah, yes, you have sleuthed me out again, I see. 🐾

No worries about keeping that list, like I've said before, I'm simply happy my little ideas and musing seem to be helpful and/or enjoyable for you. I would actually be very interested in hearing your thoughts and opinions on each of them, if you'd be willing to share. If you want to keep the ask itself or if going over all of ideas at once is too much (which is understandable), then maybe you could go through them one at a time and just include a screenshot of the bit you are talking about. It's obviously fine if you don't want to though.

finally getting around to this!

Yessssss 10/10 that's the stuff😳😍. As an Incubus, it's in his nature to take the lead, and sometimes he may just prefer to have you hold still for a bit ^^. None of the fuss of rope or leather bindings, very intimate feel, great experience.

To him, almost everything is pleasure. If you're into it, he is. So this, yes absolutely. He lets out the most filthy moans if you do this. If you have a tail too, he tries it out that way too.

I hadnt seen this idea before, very nice! Around neck, he definitely would. If you're being a brat, he's especially keen on doing both these things. I like to think he enjoys making Raphael shut up too, in all sorts of creative ways.

If you enjoy being overpowered in bed, playwrestling etc, this is a nice way to be reminded of his fiendish nature.

I LOVE tail and horn jewelry soooo much. Maybe you can match too? ^^

The tail having a mind of it's own, a clear tell of when he's annoyed or feeling good... I love that. To me the devils read more like cats than like dogs, so I don't see him wagging it like a Golden retriever, but I def see it the way cats do it. Their tail is their first tell of how they're feeling. All tension shows most in the tail. If you notice your Incubus lover is annoyed, running a hand over his back, down his tail to calm him down.....🧡

He deserves to be pampered🥺. I'm not sure if he's experienced much affection outside of sex before, and if he has, it's been longer than you've been alive. I do imagine this has to be quite a ways into the relationship already, as I don't think he'd let someone have such free reign of his body, bc he may not trust your good intentions.

ausghfgahd I love that;;;; 😳🥴

His tail is gonna be somewhere curled around you (waist, leg, ankle...) from the first night you actually sleep with him.

I don't think tails are terribly sensitive, but if you do this right, you get a nice shiver and a lil purr maybe ^^.

I hope this satisfies some of your curiosity. Many of these will come up in coming fics (if I ever finish them 😅). Hope this week treats you well!

Xoxo Meadow

[brummiereader]

@mischievouslittlecreature ahh I've finally reached the first chapter of the next act 😍!

The phone booth that stood before them looked terribly out of place, red and man-made and screaming from within as the phone tucked inside its guts rang out. I would have quoted the entire first part because I adored how you described the scene. You fully immersed me in one of the best cinematic scenes of the series. So well that I swear I could see it playing out in front of my eyes. I particularly loved your description of the lone phone booth (this has inspired a new change in theme for my page 😂😍). And you're so right with your observations, one I made when I first watched this scene too. What the hell is it doing there 😂?? It's completely out of place. I don't think I've ever seen a phone booth randomly dumped like that in the middle of no where as a kid growing up in the UK 😅.

Wraith’s hooves clomped against the hard ground, snorts and quiet whinnies sounding from his nose. Ahh, I also really loved this description of Wraith 😍. And with the wind currently battering everything outside where I am, this whole scene was just perfectionist to read ❤️.

That was how things were these days, for the most part. Lizzie may have begrudgingly given her blessing for Tommy to remain seeing Lucy behind closed doors despite his marriage to her, but that did not mean she was particularly happy about it. This made me scoff so loudly! "Blessing"🙄. Lizzie came second! The day she finally realises her place in this arrangement, I will scream with joy! I'm kinda relieved the initial beginnings of this "marriage" are over. I know Lizzie's still kicking her feet about things, but it's a fair amount of years since the last act, so I'm hoping 🤞🏼 that she's at least done with her attempts to seduce Tommy (remembers "you're my property" scene 😳).

I'm gutted to read about Lucy and Charlie's strained relationship 😭. I can see how it could have easily happened with Lucy always away from work, but it's still heartbreaking to see how bad things have become in the household.

Oh, she was going to disembowel Michael fucking Gray. Please do, Lucy! And start with that moustache first. Maybe plucking out each hair one by one 😂.

“I won’t be on my own. I’m never on my own.” Tommy pulled himself into the saddle. “Lucy,” arghhh, I squealed at this 😍! I loved the double meaning to this. Instead of him referring to Grace like he does in the series, he's referring to Lucy 🥰. They really are joined at the hip!

Gosh, another heartbreaking scene for both Tommy and Lucy as they see their lover 😔. I continue to love how you make them descend into these darker moments together. They share so much pain, and instead of dealing with it separately, they always go through it together. Part of me believes they do because they're the same person, that deals with thing in the same way. And another part of me believes it's because they couldn't possibly do it without the other. Like the saying "a problem shared is a problem halved". They're so codependent on each other, and where some people might think that's not a healthy trait to have in a relationship, for Tommy and Lucy it's the only way for them to survive 😭❤️.

Lucy did not speak much during the meeting, though she almost jumped across the conference table to throttle Linda at multiple points. The image of Lucy lunging over the table at Linda in my mind was both epic and hilarious 😂!

Oooh the tension was thick during the Garrison scene. I know Ada is only looking out for her younger brother, but it made me a little nervous how she and Lizzie seemed to gang up. I really hope this isn't the start of something, because she was so understanding of Tommy and Lucy's relationship in the previous part 😬.

She stood, muttering, “I can’t be bothered with this shit,” loud enough for everyone to hear, before storming out the door. Ahh, good ol'Lizzie, always there to make things even more awkward. Even in the series, I never got the impression that Lizzie was really in, in, with what the family was up to. So when I read this part, i was as shocked as Lucy at her outburst and so perfectly worded "cunty" behaviour!

Great chapter, Lily! Can't wait to read more 😍.

Part 26: Do You Love Me

Summary: Devastating news from Michael in America leads Tommy and Lucy to congregate with ghosts.

Word Count: 6,213

Warnings: Drug use, polyamory, animal death, and references to pregnancy.

Notes: This chapter is a little heavy on exposition, so sorry in advance for that. But there's a bit of a time jump between this and the previous part, so I wanted to make sure everyone was caught up on the dynamics between the characters before we really hit the ground running.

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Chapter 1: Gathering Storm

The wind howled over the barren hills, pushing white wisps of mist across the landscape. There was hardly a tree in sight, and what little browned or yellowed grass there was trembled against the cold breeze. The phone booth that stood before them looked terribly out of place, red and man-made and screaming from within as the phone tucked inside its guts rang out. 

Wraith’s hooves clomped against the hard ground, snorts and quiet whinnies sounding from his nose. His sides flexed against Lucy’s legs with each movement, betraying the powerful muscle encased under his deep black pelt. 

Tommy eased him to a stop beside the phone booth and dismounted, handing her the reins. Lucy turned her head to look out at the wasteland of dirt and rolling hills around them as he ducked into the booth to pick up the still shrieking phone. Wind tugged lightly at her red curls and kissed icily at her freckled cheeks. Wraith snorted, shifting from foot to foot, dipping his enormous head, black mane twisting in the breeze. Lucy gave him a gentle pat to quell his impatience, watching the dark silhouette of Tommy’s body through the glass panes of the phone booth. Condensation beaded on the transparent material, leaving it blurry. 

They had been out living on the land for a few days. Sleeping in vardos, eating what they were able to catch or forage, and languishing in the fresh air that was free from the smoke and soot of the city. Lizzie and the kids were with them, as was Johnny Dogs and some of his kin. All of whom were lingering back at the camp while she and Tommy went to take the prearranged phone call. It was nice. A much needed break of the usual insanity of their lives. 

Well, it had been nice. All the way up until that business with Dangerous. 

Lucy swallowed hard, adjusting her grip on Wraith’s reins. Poor, sweet, wild horse. Tommy had been nearly despondent when it became clear they would have to put him down. He had insisted on doing the deed alone, and when he came to her after it was done, there was a shakiness in his hands that only she knew him well enough to notice, and his eyes were unsteady and clouded over with grief and something dark and despairing. 

The wind picked up a little, and the walls of the phone booth creaked and rattled. A foreboding death whistle sounded across the hills. Lucy shifted uncomfortably, adjusting the lay of her peaked cap on her head, trying to pull it down to protect her ears from the cold. 

Tommy emerged from the booth a moment later, eyes sweeping across the muddied hills, taking in the gray clouds gathering in the sky. He looked tired, the face under the shadow of his cap drawn in and layered with stress. 

“Everything alright?” she asked when he approached, scooting back in the saddle so that he could climb into the space in front of her on the stallion.  

“Yeah. Arthur got a letter from the Angels of Retribution. They said that they hadn’t even heard of us, so I told Finn to send Aberama and Isiah to introduce themselves. But to stay out of it himself.” 

“Good.” Isiah and Aberama were two of their soldiers that she trusted the most. Aberama had proven himself to be an invaluable asset. Shaped by experience, calculation, and ruthlessness. And Isiah…well, Isiah had been trained by her personally. “Ready to head back?”

Tommy took hold of the reins, sighing and looking out at the vast landscape around them. They could disappear out here, if they wanted to. Never to be seen again. “Yeah,” he said, in a voice that indicated the exact opposite. Lucy wrapped both arms around his waist, pressing her front to his back, holding onto him for both stability and comfort. He lowered one of his big palms to rest on top of hers where they clasped against his stomach, thumb rubbing her knuckles before taking hold of the reins. He snapped them once and drove his heels into Wraith’s sides, and the massive black stallion took off in a ferocious, booming gallop across the field.

They rode back the long way, neither of them saying anything as the wind whipped at their clothes. Lucy didn’t mind; she could sense that Tommy needed the time to think.  

By the time they picked their way to the ridge overlooking where they had made camp, the wind had died down somewhat. Good thing, too. The cold was making her shoulders begin to ache with the pains that so often plagued them.

Looking down, she could see the little figures of Johnny and his boys moving amongst the wagons. They had dug a huge hole in the time that they’d been gone, a small mountain of dirt piled up next to it. The little lake shimmered in the sunlight. A dog barked. 

Tommy brought Wraith to a stop, staring with his eyes fixed not on the hole Johnny and his men had dug, but the body wrapped in canvas next to it. Lucy gave him a small squeeze around the middle. Near the wagons, by where a table and chairs had been erected, she could see the tall, elegantly dressed figure of Lizzie looking up at them. Beside her, a smaller figure, hard to make out at this distance, but probably Ruby, turned her head to stare at the ridge. 

In front of her, Tommy shifted, reaching into his pocket and procuring a small brown bottle, uncorking it. 

“Can I have some?” she asked, after he took a small swig. He passed it back to her silently. The drug burned slightly as it entered her mouth and coated her throat. She was mindful not to drink too much; she was small, and it wouldn’t take a lot to have her flying high as a kite if she wasn’t careful. Handing back the vial to Tommy, he slid the cork back into place and pocketed it. 

More and more often, they found themselves swigging from that little bottle.

Tommy nudged Wraith into moving again, and they started to follow the path descending the ridge, heading into the camp. 

Once they arrived, Tommy dismounted first to be immediately greeted by Ruby running to him. He stooped, beckoning her to him and scooping her into his arms. Lizzie was right behind her daughter, moving to walk by Tommy’s side as he carried Ruby over to where the wagons were stationed. She gave a thin, barely perceptual smile to Lucy as she passed by the horse. 

That was how things were these days, for the most part. Lizzie may have begrudgingly given her blessing for Tommy to remain seeing Lucy behind closed doors despite his marriage to her, but that did not mean she was particularly happy about it.  

It was no secret that Tommy and Lizzie had problems. Lucy lived at Arrow House with them; she had a front row seat to all the shouting matches and bitter resentment that had plagued their marriage. 

She had done her best not to get involved. Tommy and Lizzie’s relationship was their business, and she doubted that Lizzie would respond well to her meddling in it. But it was hard, with her proclivity to want to fix things for people, to not try to repair their strained union. 

Things between her and Lizzie were…tumultuous. They’d had their share of rough patches here and there in the years since she and Tommy got married. Incidents like Lizzie asking Lucy to move rooms. It had been shortly after Lizzie and Ruby moved into Arrow House. Lizzie had wanted Ruby to have the room closest to the master bedroom should she need her in the middle of the night. Lucy hadn’t minded. Of course, she had assumed that Lizzie would have her moved to one of the unoccupied rooms further down the hall, not to the opposite end of the house. In a drafty, overlooked room. The drafts went unfixed for nearly a month, despite her bringing them up to Lizzie multiple times. It was only after Tommy took notice of them that they were finally dealt with. 

Over time she’d grown used to Lizzie’s bursts of jealousy-induced passive aggression, even though it still always stung. Despite her attempts to not let it bother her. In the end, she really felt quite sorry for her, and massively guilty for the role she had undeniably played in amplifying her misery. 

She should have put a stop to it all earlier, back when Lizzie was still a prostitute that she and Tommy frequented when looking for a bit of variety in their sex life. And especially after he had made Lizzie his secretary. And yet they still continued to intermediately sleep with her. That had been a mistake, and not just because of the pregnancy. It had led Lizzie on, and that hadn’t been fair.

And then they’d gone and made things even worse when Tommy married Lizzie.

They had not been dishonest about the arrangement that would come with the marriage. Tommy had not married Lizzie for love, but for convenience. Having an illegitimate child could hurt his image as a politician. And he needed a wife. Someone to run the house and care for the children while he was gone. And to help project the image of a traditional family to his constituents. Marrying her was the right, respectable thing for him to do. Lizzie would enjoy all the benefits of being Mrs. Shelby, but Tommy and Lucy would be continuing their relationship. They had all been clear on that. Lizzie had said that she was okay with that.  

But Lizzie had always been in love with Tommy. Lucy had seen it in her eyes, years ago. And their current actions had done nothing but fan the flames of hope that Lizzie carried in her heart that someday, Tommy would love her the way that she wanted him to. Lucy sometimes wondered if Lizzie thought that if she wanted it badly enough, she’d be able to change him into the man that she wanted him to be.  

Tommy had tried. Sort of. Lucy had seen it during the first year of his marriage to Lizzie. He had tried so hard to play the role of if not a loving and attentive husband, than at the very least a present and dutiful one. But as time went on and the mask slipped, he had ultimately given up the charade, resigning himself to a life with a wife who he didn’t love. 

And then the bitterness and resentment came. There were days where things were better. Lucy could sit by the fire, giggling and playing cards or chess with Lizzie after the kids had gone to bed. But then there were days where even the smallest thing set Lizzie off, spewing cruel words at her or Tommy who, true to his nature, gave just as good as he got.  

In all honesty, Arrow House was no longer the refuge that it had once been. She and Tommy were now relegated to quick and brief touches and kisses in the darkest corners of the house or else they risked Lizzie’s ire. Not that work was much different, as anything outside of strictly professional behavior could risk blowing up everything they had worked so hard to build these past few years. There was the apartment they had in London for when they worked too late to justify driving back to Birmingham, but often when they went there they were both too exhausted to do much more than sleep. It was with a bit of a startle that Lucy realized that she could not remember the last time they had done anything even remotely romantic outside of quick, almost mindless fucks.  

One of Johnny’s boys came over to lead Wraith away by the reins, and Lucy remained securely seated in the saddle, resting a hand on the back of the irritable horse’s neck. Even after so many years, he didn’t take too kindly to strangers, and there was always a risk when someone unfamiliar tried to approach him that he would try to bite or kick. But with her still astride him, he behaved himself, letting Johnny’s boy guide him towards one of the wagons. 

“I’ll do that,” she said to the man, dismounting with ease and taking the rope he was about to use to tie Wraith to the side of the vardo. He nodded respectfully, handing it over and walking around her to go help Johnny and his men haul the carcass of Dangerous into the grave they’d dug.  

She’d just finished looping the rope into place, giving Wraith a companionable pat on the flank when she heard Charlie’s voice raise in an angry cry from where he, Tommy, Lizzie, and Ruby were all gathered at a nearby wagon,

“No! It’s what you do! Shoot horses, shoot people. Everybody says!” He stood, turned, and disappeared back into the wagon, stomping his little feet in a way that was eerily similar to his father. 

Tommy winced, shoulders drawing in, expression locking down in a way that Lucy recognized as him working very hard not to let the hurt he was feeling show too obviously on his face. Straightening, he fetched a cigarette from his case and went to the hole where Dangerous’s body lay. After a moment’s hesitation, Ruby followed him. 

“What happened?” Lucy asked in a quiet voice, going to stand by Lizzie, slipping off her gloves to tuck them away in her pocket.

“Charlie heard Johnny say in Rokka that Tommy shot the horse.”

“Oh.”

“He doesn’t understand that it was out of mercy. And he won’t listen to anyone who tries to explain it to him.”

Lucy sighed, pulling out and lighting a cigarette. “Well, at least we know he’s been paying attention when learning his languages.”

“Maybe you could try talking to him…”

She flicked ash down onto the grass. “He doesn’t really listen to me all that much these days.”

Lizzie looked down and away. Lucy thought she might’ve seen a flicker of guilt in her eyes. 

There was a time when she and Charlie were close. She had known him since before he was born. And even prior to Grace’s death, she had been a second mother to him. Something both Tommy and Grace encouraged. Her lovers had wanted their son to see her as another parent, and so that was the position she had taken up in his life. Or at least tried to. 

But things had shifted in the past few years. Some of it could be chalked up to just the boy growing up and that typical Shelby willfulness finally making itself known. She didn’t think, for all her faults and all the strife between them, that Lizzie had purposefully driven a wedge between her and Charlie. But working with Tommy in London meant that she wasn’t home as much, and with Lizzie always at Arrow House and functioning more often as his mother than Lucy was, things had changed. Slowly, they drifted apart. And now he hardly spoke to her. He called Lizzie Mum, but not her. Never her.

Lucy could not fault him for growing more partial to Lizzie. After all, she was the one who was always there, to help him with his schoolwork, attend his extracurriculars, mind that he ate his vegetables at dinner, and kiss his scraped knees when he fell playing in the garden. It made sense that he would grow closer to her, and that he would side with her when he saw just how much distress the arrangement between his three parents brought her. In his eyes, Lucy had to figure that she appeared to be the primary source of his mother’s pain. 

Maybe she was. 

Perhaps that was why she gave up so easily without a fight, letting him drift away from her with no protest. A way to try to atone for the agony she had caused Lizzie. She may have Lizzie’s husband, but Lizzie had her child. 

She loved Charlie. She only ever wanted what was best for him, and right now, that was Lizzie. She would take care of him, offer him the closest thing to a normal, stable life that was possible for him to have.

It was better for him, this way. He deserved a better mother than the broken fragments that was all Lucy had to offer. 

Despite her understanding of her boy’s–no, not hers, not anymore–changed emotions towards her, it hurt like a knife to the chest. She had loved him from the moment she first held him, had rocked him to sleep hundreds of times when he was a baby, had watched him grow up into the precocious little boy he was now. He was her baby. Or at least the closest she would ever have to one. 

Of Tommy’s two children, Ruby was surprisingly the one who was warmer towards her these days. But then again, Ruby was sweet with everyone.   

Turning her gaze back over to where Tommy stood by the unfilled grave with his daughter, she examined the lines of sorrow standing out starkly on his face as he gazed at the dead horse in the hole. She dropped her cigarette to the ground, grinding it under her heel, about to go to him when the growl of an approaching engine caught her attention. Her head turned, hand half raising to dip inside her coat to where her revolver sat in its holster tucked securely against her ribs, before she recognized it as Arthur’s car. 

By the grave, Tommy had also noticed the car, ushering Ruby over towards Lizzie and moving to meet Arthur when he shut off the engine and jumped out of the driver’s seat. He had a newspaper in his hand. 

Lucy moved to stand at Tommy’s side, craning her head around his shoulder to peer at the newspaper’s headline when Arthur handed it over. 

BILLIONS LOST IN WALL STREET CRASH, it read, in huge black letters. Behind them, she could hear the scrape of shovels and the dull thud of dirt being dumped back into the hole. 

Despite the headline, her stomach did not drop with horror. They had known that this was coming. Tommy had already instructed Michael to sell before the numbers of the stocks and shares collapsed, so they would be–generally speaking–unaffected. 

It wasn’t until Arthur started speaking, explaining how Michael had ignored their advice in favor of that of a broker and held on, that her guts began to turn with outrage and dismay. Michael had held on. And taken them all down with him.

She exhaled roughly, taking a step back, slowly shaking her head. Oh, no. Oh, fucking no.

How much had they lost? Just trying to do the calculations in her head for a ballpark number made her temples start to hurt. 

Oh, she was going to disembowel Michael fucking Gray.

Incompetent, arrogant, backstabbing fool. They should never have forgiven him for that shit he pulled during the vendetta. Banishment had been too kind a punishment for him.  

“That idiot,” she seethed, looking to Tommy. “I’m going to kill him.”

The expression on his face said that he may very well let her. He started to tread back and forth, rubbing at his eyes, mumbling in a way she knew was more to himself than to any of them. His teeth were grinding together, jaw jumping under his skin. It did not take long before he was shouting, pacing the ground like an angry jaguar and raging.

“What do I have to do to make people fucking listen to me!?” he screamed into the wind, a hand going to clasp over his mouth as he paced a few more times then stilled, eyes staring with his mind spinning behind them. 

And then he was jumping into action, sounding off orders to both Lizzie and Arthur with a snap of his fingers. He did not need to give Lucy her directions, she already knew them, reaching into her pocket to procure her leather gloves and slide them over her hands, gesturing to one of Johnny’s men to get Wraith where he was tied up. 

“I need to do some thinking,” Tommy announced as he headed towards the horse with Arthur on his heels. 

“Oh. Oh, you do that best on your own, don’t you, eh?” Arthur challenged, agitated. 

“I won’t be on my own. I’m never on my own.” Tommy pulled himself into the saddle. “Lucy,” he said, and she was already there, reaching up to take his outstretched hand, the strength in his arm helping to leverage her up onto Wraith’s back behind him. He gave one last set of instructions to Lizzie, and a final parting word to Arthur, and then he was driving Wraith into a gallop deeper into the hills. This time, they did not head up to the top of the ridge, but instead towards the trees, Wraith’s canter slowing as they entered the dense thicket of foliage, the wilderness seemingly opening up, and swallowing them whole. 

∗ ∗ ∗  

“Do you want me to kill him?”

They were seated on a log in front of the dancing flames of the fire Tommy had ignited shortly after darkness fell over the forest. Lucy had her head on his shoulder, leaning against his side to soak in the warmth that radiated from his body.

“Hm,” Tommy hummed, fingertips stroking where they rested on her upper arm, cheek turning against the top of her head. She had to bite back a smile at the clear consideration in his voice. “Not yet. Not until we know what really happened.”

“He’s a snake.”

“He’s an idiot. But that doesn’t mean this was a purposeful betrayal.”

“Yeah,” she agreed with a sigh, adjusting her head on him. Tommy picked at a sprig of mint held in his gloved hands, pulling off a few of the green leaves and popping them into his mouth. Wraith snorted from where he was tied to a nearby tree. “I still don’t trust him.”  

Tommy tossed the remainder of the sprig away. “Me neither.”

Before them, the fire popped and crackled. Lucy grabbed a few bits of kindling that they’d collected to feed into the flames. 

“I hate to add more onto your plate, but I got a message from Ada’s doctor earlier.” Every day since they’d been out in the country, she went to the red phone booth to take messages from Frances, Isiah, and their other various informants. “She’s pregnant.”

Tommy sighed deeply, but didn’t appear surprised. “Younger’s?”

“The doctor didn’t know, but I would assume so. Who else could it be? Not that it affects things all that much. I just thought you should know. So you don’t get blindsided by it later.”

“Thank you.”

They fell into companionable silence again. He had been quiet since they took off into the woods, busy in his head working on all the new problems Michael had just created for them. Lucy offered suggestions and insights when prompted, but otherwise just let him be, knowing after so many years together that her presence at his side was all he needed while he strategized. 

He shifted, reaching into his pocket to once more procure the little bottle of dope he kept tucked away there. Uncorking it, he handed it over to her first. Lucy took it gratefully, the glass cold against her fingers as she brought it to her lips and tilted her head back to take a swig. Almost immediately, she felt her mind begin to loosen, the corners of her eyesight growing fuzzy. 

She handed the bottle back to Tommy. There wasn’t much left; and he downed the remainder of the drug, tossing the empty bottle into the fire uncaringly. His arm went around her once more, the solid strength of it holding her to his side. Lucy snuggled in close, grateful for the comfort and heat, hoping that she could offer the same to him. 

Her eyes closed, and together, they waited for the ghost. 

She did not need to open her eyes to know once she had arrived. She could sense the way that the air around them seemed to shift, the weight of another presence appearing across the fire from them heavy despite her lack of a corporeal body.

Tommy spoke to her a little, and she responded in her gentle Irish lilt. Lucy could hear the smile on her face. The love in her voice.  

Quick as she appeared in front of them, she was suddenly behind them, her arms encircling them. Solid and real, though they shouldn’t have been. Her body was nothing but ash, spreading into the wind, and yet she was there, holding them as though she had never left. 

“All this time…” Tommy murmured, reaching to hold onto the ghost tighter. 

“I know. Our love still remains,” Grace said. Lucy felt tears squeeze from her eyes to roll down her cheeks. Grace’s hand petted the back of her head. 

She had been coming to them both more and more often lately. They had each seen her on rare occasions before, but now it was a regular occurrence. Probably because of the dope. 

Shared hallucinations, or real? It didn’t really matter. She was there. She was speaking to them and holding them. Things were as they once were, before she and their only real chance at happiness was ripped away from them. 

She was gone as quickly as she arrived, leaving nothing but cold air where she once stood over them. Lucy snatched at the empty space where her hand had been settled on her dead lover’s waist, lips trembling. Instead she latched onto Tommy, feeling him maneuver her so that her head was in his lap. He hugged her tighter, face bowing to bury in her hair, and there in the dark, she felt through their bond the true heavy weight of his despair crashing down onto them both, and the dampness of his salty tears dripping onto her scalp to seep into her skin. 

∗ ∗ ∗

By morning, they had a plan mapped out. Not a particularly desirable or moralistic one, but then again, few of their strategies ever really were. 

It would sustain them until the current financial crisis was over, at the very least.

The first meeting on the subject was held at the Shelbys’ office in Birmingham. The long table in the conference room was already occupied by Polly, Ada, Arthur, Linda, Lizzie, and Leon Greene when Lucy and Tommy arrived. Lucy raised an eyebrow at the tension she felt already crackling in the air and shared a look with Tommy as she sat down in the chair to the right of his.

The meeting went over well enough, despite Linda’s snobbish remarks and attempts to undercut Tommy at every turn. She’d been getting worse, ever since Arthur became chairman of the board. Like she thought that it was her husband who ought to be king, instead of Tommy. 

The idea made Lucy want to roll her eyes so hard in her head that they were at risk of popping out. She loved Arthur to pieces, she really did. But he was not suited to the position of leading the empire Tommy had built. 

Lucy did not speak much during the meeting, though she almost jumped across the conference table to throttle Linda at multiple points. Instead, she relegated herself to the sidelines, watching and listening quietly, as she so often did. Examining the faces of those seated around the table as Tommy explained their current financial situation, and his proposal for what they were to do to try to mitigate it.

At the end of the meeting, all of them–except for Linda who had already stormed out–voted unanimously to go forward with Tommy’s plan. 

Not that there had ever been any doubt that they would. 

The next meeting was for family only. They left Mr. Greene back at the office while the rest of them stepped out into the smoky air of Small Heath, heading for the Garrison. They entered the pub to rapturous cheers and applause, people immediately swarming around Tommy, eager to shake his hand and thank him for the work he’d been doing. 

Lucy watched him work the room, effortlessly charming each person who approached him. By the time he raised his voice to address the entire population residing in the pub, he had them all in the palm of his hand. He probably could have told them all to walk into the canal and they would have done so without question. 

His request that they move into the saloon bar attached to the pub, albeit with the incentive of a promise of free drinks, was met with more cheers, the patrons hurrying towards the doors. Ada, Polly, and Lizzie all went to convene in one of the booths while Tommy leaned his shoulder against a nearby pillar, and Arthur went to sit in a chair at a table next to the booth. Lucy moved to close the doors leading into the saloon bar once all the patrons were packed inside, flicking the lock into place. Then she pulled up a chair between Arthur and Tommy, shedding her coat to lay over the back of it before sitting. 

The meeting started off with Ada drawing a bullet from the depths of her handbag and setting it down on the table in front of her. Followed by an announcement that not only had Finn disobeyed them about staying out of the hit they’d ordered in Chinatown, and as a result ended up on Ada’s couch with a bullet in his arm, but he’d also completely spilled his guts to her as far as the details of what he’d been doing there. 

Fucking kid needed a lesson in how to keep his damn mouth shut. 

But the damage had been done, and Ada and Lizzie were both well and truly furious about the whole thing.

“Oh, Tommy, sweetheart,” Lizzie shook her head. Lucy raised her eyebrows at the term of endearment. “I listen to you. I listen to you when you tell me no more sport for anyone named Shelby. I listen to you when you make me promises.”

Lucy looked down at her hands, unconsciously playing with the plain golden rings that encircled several of her fingers. Guilt twisted inside her like a snake, writhing and squirming. How many of those promises had Tommy broken, in the years since they’d been married?

How many times had it been her fault when he did? 

He tried to explain why he’d sent their boys into Chinatown, but that only seemed to fan the flames of Lizzie and Ada’s mounting anger. 

“Jesus Christ, Tommy!” Lizzie snarled, slamming her hand down on the leather material lining the bench of the booth. 

“I think that you both are overreacting a little here,” Lucy decided to finally speak. “It’s not that big of a deal. And it’s not that different from the type of thing we used to do all the bloody time. Finn’s fine, an asshole pimp is dead, and we’re about to make a hefty hunk of cash for carrying out the hit.” 

“It was a particular opportunity.” Lucy started a little when, of all people, Polly chimed in. Polly, who hated her. Who had never accepted her. And yet, who had just spoken up in agreement with her. 

Lizzie’s eyes darted between her, Lucy, and Tommy. Something dawned on her face, and then her features hardened into a deadly expression that Lucy had become all too familiar with.

“But you told Polly and Lucy,” was all she said in response to the additional explanation that Tommy tried to give her, her voice cold as ice. And despite Polly, Arthur, and Tommy all starting to speak with further details and justifications for the whole thing, all it took was one look at Lizzie’s face and Lucy knew not a single word was actually getting through to her. She was too focused on that one detail: that her husband had told his lover and his aunt information that she believed herself to be entitled to know instead. 

She would be chewing on that for the remainder of the week. Probably even longer. 

“Lizzie, you need to understand–” Tommy started, but didn’t get very far. 

“That you tell Lucy and Polly, but not me.” Her jaw was clenched in a way that Lucy knew meant she was fighting very hard to keep the venom she wanted to spit at them from spewing out. Probably the only reason why it hadn’t already was because they were amongst others. If they’d been in private, she’d have told them both exactly what she thought of them. 

As if they didn’t know already. 

Tommy’s further attempts to smooth things over went about as well as Lucy expected. Once Lizzie got into one of her moods, she could be impossible to reason with. It was better to just leave her alone until it passed. 

“Lizzie, if Finn had listened to me, you wouldn’t have known. When we go home, I’ll explain,” Tommy tried. Lucy cringed, already knowing that was the wrong thing to say even before Lizzie scoffed and started to gather up her things. 

She stood, muttering, “I can’t be bothered with this shit,” loud enough for everyone to hear, before storming out the door. Lucy rolled her eyes. All this whining and complaining about not being kept in the loop on things, and yet every time she did have the opportunity to be involved, she acted as if it was the last thing she was actually interested in doing.  

Fuck, she was not looking forward to dealing with her and the earful she was sure they were due to get when they got home. Maybe it would be better for them to stay away for a few days to let Lizzie cool off. They could sleep over at their apartment in London instead of going home to Arrow House. 

It didn’t take long for Ada to follow Lizzie in storming out. Lucy watched her go, rubbing at one of her temples to try to stave off the headache she felt coming on. Jesus Christ, what was with all the cunty attitude today?

Tommy came to sit down in the vacant chair next to Lucy, leaning forward as Polly urged him to go easy on Ada on account of her pregnancy. It wasn’t all that surprising that Polly knew. Even if Ada hadn’t told her yet, Polly always knew when someone was pregnant. 

In fact, the only one left at that table who didn’t know was Arthur, who almost choked on his whiskey at the revelation.   

Polly left not long after that, though not before all but confirming to them that Ben Younger was the father of Ada’s baby. Lucy shared another knowing look with Tommy as he stood and slid into the booth, occupying the spot near the window where Polly had been a moment ago. Lucy shimmied in next to him, the red leather creaking a little under her as she got situated at his side. Arthur poured three glasses of whiskey, passing two of them across the table to her and Tommy.

Lucy sipped quietly at her drink while the brothers examined and discussed the bullet that had been ripped out of Finn’s arm. 

“Let me see,” she held out her hand for the bullet when Arthur asked about the writing on it. She squinted at the tiny characters carved into the metal. “Hm. My Chinese isn’t fantastic, but I think this one just says ‘death.’” She handed it back to Arthur.   

“Angels of Retribution?” he asked Tommy. 

“Yeah,” he kept turning his gaze out the window. Outside, Lucy could hear the sounds of horse’s hooves clomping against the cobbles and children chattering. She inched a little closer to him, until their sides just barely brushed. It was only them and Arthur; no need to try too hard to hide their relationship. 

“No one fucking listens to me,” Tommy lamented softly, leaning back with his head tilted towards the ceiling. Lucy nudged him companionably. 

“I do.”

He shot her a soft look, hand smoothing down the back of her head, leaning forward to kiss her hairline. His unspoken gratitude hummed between them warmly. He gave her a gentle tap on the back to let her know it was time to go after taking the bullet from Arthur and pocketing it. Lucy slipped out of the booth, going to grab her coat and tug it back on, wincing at a slight twinge in her shoulders as she did. 

“See you later, Arthur,” she said in goodbye to the eldest Shelby brother where he was still sat in the booth. Tommy gave him a pat on the shoulder, telling him to let the patrons in the saloon bar come back in if they wanted, and then led the way outside, into the smoke and soot of Small Heath. 

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[an-entity-i-think]

Okay so you know the drill,, there's a gala! Wow Bruce Wayne is so dreamy 😍 he's a whore 🥵 he's a dad 🥰 he's a- oh shit he's a hostage 😳

Everyone looks around frantic and scared but also... not really... cause ya know... this happens like every Wayne gala? Like they had to sign a slip saying that Wayne Inc isn't liable for any injuries during a possible takeover cause the Board was tired of people sneaking in just to sue after being shot by Ozzie's umbrella gun (it was just a graze 🙄) (Bruce pays for them all anyway)

But! This time Damian was in his arms when he was taken hostage! Extra collateral! How tragic! He's just a poor boy ;(

The corners have shadows of course and next thing you know- through a series of odd instances that are totally irrelevant to the story (oh his other children must be so scared! Must have hid under the tables since no one saw them,, how terribly sad) -a few of Gotham's vigilantes show up to save the day! (Is it 9 already?)

Alas! a goon (he's new, he's blue, he'll shoot himself in the shoe 🎶) gets startled and almost shoots poor defenseless Damian Wayne and oh Bruce becomes a real papa bear and slams his fist into the goons face-

"No." He practically growls- which uh Brucie can growl? A spattering of confusion goes around the room before a laughing Red Hood can be heard after checking on the goon-

"Damn! Good job papi!"

Everyone in the room pauses.

Did the Red Hood... just call Brucie Wayne Papi? The Red Hood, the anti-hero of unknown age who just recently obtained the praise of the city for taking down the recent baddie with the Gotham sirens when all the other bats seemed to be out of town?

A million ideas pass through the thoughts of the elite in attendance.

A million thoughts pass through Jason who just realized what he said after seeing that Goon Lagoon lost his front teeth.

He looks to Nightwing and in state of panic they speak to each other in a way that only panicking siblings who can't speak can share-

'You done fucked up,' Dick seems to say with a twitch of his eyebrow.

'Obviously, you stupid idiot, but how do I fix it,' Jason responds practically psychically with a tilt of his head.

Dick just looks at him in pity, and with a shake of his head, he stares into his little brother's soul with the plan

-of course nobody else hears this conversation,, everyone in the room just watches the two vigilantes stare at each other weirdly for a few seconds (theyre on complete opposite sides of the room? There is not a single shred of subtle about them having a mental conversation even if nobody knows what it's about) before a look a pure absolute disgust reveals itself across Red Hood's masked face (he threw his helmet for fun earlier in the battle not important) before settling into a neutral stiffness.

Solemnly devastated, like he's about to go off to war and his Beau will be left behind to be cared for by his evil brother who will no doubt try to take advantage of his estate,,

or like a teenager being told by an acquaintance that they found their old elementary school YouTube account with videos of them role-playing with their Littlest Pet Shop animals,,

or like when a mother writes a 12k story for her fandom during her toddlers nap time only for the child not only to wake up before expected but also somehow spill applejuice all over her laptop (the one she's had since she was a teen) shorting it and deleting the story because she didn't press save on top of being morbidly tired from lack of sleep-

He looks up and says with clarity in his voice even if it's also filled with the verbal equivalent of eating 4 lemons raw and slow- peel and all,

"That's what I call him in bed."

Everyone in The Know takes psychic damage.

The elite in the crowd do little more than nod before moving on.

Bruce just smiles big and fake and pretends like he doesn't want to die.

Red Hood looks at his gun with wistfullness, while Nightwing does an unnecessary amount of acrobatics along the chandeliers above them just to land next to him and pat him on the shoulder.

Later, an anonymous commenter spoke about hearing Damian Wayne whisper to himself, "I hate this fucking family," as Timothy Drake-Wayne (who appeared miraculously safe and sound) gave him a nod of agreement.

[meowzfordayz]

helloo 🤗 if it's alright with you, may I request some gyomei hcs/fic? Like what does it feel like to be loved by him •u• thank you!

Hii! Tyvm for your request! I feel like I got lowkey carried away ?? But I ~mostly stayed within the bounds of your prompt heh. 😅 P.S. I snuck in some poetry at the end and now I just wanna dance in the rain. 🌧☺️

Author’s Note: hcs have a special place in my heart. 😍 #indulgence is a writer's best friend (at least, it's this writer's best friend lol)

to be loved by — gyomei

Himejima Gyomei x Reader

Word Count: ~1,500

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

~faqs~

Alllrighty I’m fucking done w/ chem hw rn

Not actually done 💀

Only 1.5/3 parts completed

#this shit suckz

But if I keep chugging along, then I might actually cry 😳

#riperoni

Sooo time to write some Gyomei hcs!

P.S. I’ve got a candle and a glass of chocolate milk near my laptop, and I srsly almost grabbed the candle to take a sip 😵

Fun fact!

I used to do bullet points for hcs, but then my hcs got reeeally long whoops, so I stopped doing bullet points

Like, should I really use bullet points when I’m lowkey telling entire short stories within my hcs ??

But for this, I might just use bullet points (bc it’s only Gyomei vs all the Hashira or whateves)

Apologies in advance bc there’s going to be absolutely no rhyme or reason to how I order these

—

Okayokayokay first things first: there’s basically no way you’re taller than him (if you happen to be taller than 7’2”, then sry 🙃), and he eats. That. Shit. Up !!

Can’t reach something? “I’ve got it, [y/n].” Cheeky, satisfied grin

Can’t see something? “If you sit on my shoulders, then you’ll have a better vantage point.” Casual, nonchalant flexing

“You want this, [y/n]?” as he holds your book, chopsticks, you-name-it waaay above your head

Ik Gyomei’s a big ol softie w/ a religious upbringing, but I also believe he’s playful as heck

Like, tease-you-until-you-cry-and-then-cuddle-you-bc-you-cried type of playful

He cries w/ you obvi

Only w/ ppl he’s close to tho — he’d need to feel very comfortable w/ you before he’d even consider teasing you

He’s blind, yeah, but his hearing is like… 👌👌👌

So he doesn’t need to see you to know exactly how and what you’re feeling

How you walk, the cadence of your breathing, the subtle nuances in your voice that you likely aren’t aware of yourself — he knows you better than you know yourself

“[y/n], you’re overworking yourself,” he murmurs protectively

“Wha- Gyomei, I’m just going about as usual?”

You’re sitting beside him, cheek warm against his bicep

“Your breathing. It hasn’t steadied in the entire time that we’ve sat here. Please, [y/n], I implore you to rest.”

He hears you blinking, dumbfounded

“I’m breathing fine,” you grumble

“Are you tired?” he’s soft

You pause, reluctantly taking a long moment to close your eyes and listen to your body

“A little.”

“It’s okay to rest, [y/n]. It’s okay to take care of yourself.”

“How about now?” you ask shyly

“You can rest now,” he sounds grounded, the reddening of his ears giving away his delight

With his assurance, you scoot until your head rests snugly in the dip created by his upright torso and crossed legs, fingers tapping drowsily along his thigh

As your breathing deepens, exhaustion spreading from the depths of your bones, Gyomei’s eyes glisten

He’s grateful for your trust in him, grateful he gets to protect you

To take care of you

Even when you drool on his pants

Imagine how large his happi would be on practically anyone

Do you “borrow” it? Often? Yes and yes

It’s not quite as reassuring as a hug from the man himself, but you can essentially burrow yourself in it, sooo… def your go-to for comfort when he’s away on missions

And yes, he lets you keep it while he’s gone — he’s all too aware of the finite consequence of being a Demon Slayer

Do they write wills? Bc if they do, then he’s def willed you his happi

Not to get too morbid 😅

Does he let you take it on your own missions? Ehh, not so much

Understandable tho, bc slaying demons isn’t the tidiest occupation

GYOMEI LOVES CATS

Bear w/ me

My username url whatever thingy is literally “meowz for dayz”

Not to mention this gem: meows for days #shameless self promo

SO THIS MF HAS AT LEAST ONE CAT

And he lets you pet it

He can tell when you’re in particularly distressing emotional/mental pain

And that’s when he’ll offer to pick you up

Might take a few, “I insist!” but eventually he’s briskly carrying you “somewhere”

He makes you close your eyes bc, “It’s a surprise, [y/n].”

*plop*

You’re in his bedroom, on his bed, w/ his cat already nuzzling at your palm

“Gyomei,” you whimper

This man is too attentive and adoring and pure and ugh

“Take as much time as you need, [y/n],” he caresses your jaw, pressing a light kiss to your forehead

He checks in on you later and you’re napping peacefully w/ kitty

The sound of your mellow slumber and kitty’s sleepy purring

Makes him cry contentedly

Do you live together? Sure! Did it take f o r e v e r to get to that point? Also sure! But that’s okay! Gyomei is synonymous w/ #slow burn #acquaintances to friends #friends to best friends #best friends to crushing #crushing to mutual pining #mutual pining to love confession #love confession to shy lovers #shy lovers to lovers #lovers to this man is lowkey kinky in the most innocent way that one could possibly be kinky #he’s gigantic lol sry not sry big dick energy #maybe someday I’ll break the trope and claim he’s got a normal pp #but that day is not today

Don’t get me wrong: Gyomei’s always kind hearted

But there’s a difference between being kind and being someone’s lover

He doesn’t have a lot of experience, but he does have a lot of patience!

For you and w/ himself

PROTECTIVE GYOMEI

Briefly mentioned that earlier

But like, what about when you’re being threatened by someone/something other than your own inattention to your needs? #don’t overwork yourself!

Tbh, I doubt ppl hassle you

At least, not when you’re w/ Gyomei

Have you ever walked past someone suuuper tall?

All you’re thinking is, “DAaaayuuum.”

Certainly not, “Yooooo let’s go pick a fiiight !!!!!”

Anywho

If, for whatever reason, Gyomei senses the slightest hitch in someone’s breath — hears the lowest growl in someone’s throat

He’s invading their personal space #intimidation fr fr #pop goes their personal space bubble

Ofc he isn’t hot headed

But you can be levelheaded and assertive

Which he is both, tyvm

As for jealous? Hm, not so much

I feel like he can lowkey hear your heart?

So he can simply hear 24/7 how nobody else makes it beat the way he does

Is that creepy ?? Oops, oh well, lmao I thought it was cute at least for a second 😇

POINT BEING, Gyomei doesn’t equate loving to possessing

His love is splashing in puddles on a sunny day

His love is discovering that someone else has the same favorite movie as you when your favorite movie is obscure af (my favorite movie = Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron… anyone else? 📽)

His love is subtle touches; fleeting, always on time, promising; a palm on your neck when you’re nervous; a nudge of his knee against yours when you’re excited; a brush of his lips across your brow when you’re injured

When you’re injured

I feel like he’s annoyingly cautious? Restrictive? Doting? Wishes he could sleep, eat, breathe for you ~just in case

But the moment you’re cleared by someone of Shinobu’s caliber/expertise?

Or yanno, by Shinobu herself

He’s back to holding your book over your head

It’s a sign of respect

He never consciously coddles you, belittles you, manipulates you

I could hc for significantly longer about Gyomei’s love

So let’s end w/ a little insight as to why I titled this “as rain falls”

As rain falls, it falls on everyone

Okay, sure, umbrellas and houses are a thing

But still

As rain falls, it falls on everyone

It seeps through thin fabrics, leaks through unseen cracks

Splinters and decays and breathes life into patiently, impatiently, dying roots

As rain falls, it doesn’t fall quite the same

Everyone, feels it

Differently

The swelter in the air, the chill, depending on the season

Tumbles down every individual’s throat

Differently

Some greet the rain softly, amusedly

Others reluctantly, irritatedly

How does rain fall for you?

Does it fall violent, tumultuous, its scent and wetness and cling cling clinginess wrenching you from your spot

Into the hollow face of

Someone you used to know

Or does it fall joyful, radiant, sweet on your tongue

Movement shaping itself to your whim

His love falls

Quiet

Pittter patter

Telltale droplets settling on your shoulders

Beading lightly in your hair

Warmth, devotion, the inevitability

Of rain

Fall fall falling

His love falls

Inevitability

Perfectly

Not a damp mark out of place

Nestling, dripping, tender as it seeks every inch of your being

His love

Is a rainstorm

A moment of serenity

Bare feet on plush grass

Step step stepping

His love falls

As rain falls

[y2kokomi]

elena. i am thingnkin ok

thoma slowly fingering a virgin!reader. they’re really blushy and keep trying to hide their face but thoma makes them look at themselves in the mirror,,,,,,,,,,,,,, yeah i’m a mess. why are my clothes falling off

“imma let you hit it for free, for you! imma let you hit it for free!”

this

this is just ssoooo 🤤😍😳❤️‍🔥 also sorry to the ppl who have been sending asks in ive been super busy but don’t worry I see them and will share w the class soon😌

ALSO PLEASE DONT MIND ALL MY SPELLING ERRORS IM REALLY SLEEPY AND WROTE THIS HALF AWAKE BUT THE POWER OF HORNY AWOKE ME SO😌❤️‍🔥

“ awwwh but please sweetheart… you look so pretty like this you should have a look…”

despite burying his fingers, thrusting them in out of your hole, deep within you, he had been relentlessly pleading for you to meet your own gaze in the mirror.

thick fingers stretching out your virgin hole and you throw your head back almost trying to hide in the crook of his neck. your back laid on his chest, locked in his arms as one hand furiously pleases your wet heat and the other wrapping you closer to him.

“ ngghh n-no please thoma… it’s too embarrassing…!”

you flush again at his pleadings. shaking your head once more. and you can practically hear the pout and his voice.

“ but… please just for me sweetheart… you want to see how well im pleasing you right?”

before you could sputter an answer out, his next actions are in synced as he spreads his fingers in you even further apart as he trails the hand wrapped around you to meet your jaw tilting it so you’d make eye contact with the sight reflected in the mirror.

“ haaaa yes… you look so cute like this yeah? doesn’t it feel good? seeing how you twitch with pleasure? im doing good for you right?”

catching his gaze in the mirror you swear he is enjoying this more than you, and you’d swear he had literal hearts in his sparkling green eyes as he essentially begged for your praises.

you can only respond with your body shaking and back arching and a desperate moan slipping out. he is quick to notice this and pounds his fingers in your sloppy hole even quicker and with more vigor.

“ shit… you gonna cum sweetheart yeah? yeah? yes come on watch yourself please? mhmm give it to me~!”

the way he whines ‘give it to me’ in your ear has your walls tighten and spasm around him as you dirty his hand. as you reach your peak he watches as your eyes trail your own twitching body and how you intensely watch him slow his fingers pace.

“ mmm look at the mess you made hmm? you’re just so cute, and so good for me, yeah?” his flustering praises are accompanied by warm kisses to your neck.

[thomashelbyswife]

@zablife Lee, my heart is fluttering at your response on this! I loved your take on this. 🥰 I'm thrilled to hear that you loved it! Your poetic description of the duel between his smoke and cologne as a promise of his return is just so enchanting. I can feel the emotions swirling within me just thinking about it! Your words have truly captured something special, It's details like these that leave a lasting impact on me. The beauty of your description has me swooning! 😍

Now, the addition of mint! It totally slipped out of my mind & the representation of how it would calm him down and imagining him enjoying it as a snack or a full meal lmao is just delightful. The idea of his long-standing love for mint, possibly dating back to his time in France cause he hated the foul smells in his space. I’m visualizing the intimacy of this detail with him and Mrs Shelby is very heartwarming! I can almost picture an entire hallway filled with the refreshing scent of mint, just like his nice cologne would!

And that ending had me giggling and kicking as I’m picturing it as of how romantic that must be “icy shock in your veins from the excitement of his fresh kiss on your lips” AHHHH it’s so beautiful BEAUTIFUL whkqhsowjdndm- 😳🫠🙈💗 *faints*

It’s lovely, he’s such a sweetheart! Thanks for sharing your thoughts too darling they’ve imprinted on me yet again! 💋💋

Hey M, I adored your little imagine about Tommy being relaxed by Mrs. Shelby's scent. Now I'm curious to know what Mrs. Shelby thinks of Tommy's aroma? What do you reckon he smells like? Does she encourage him to wear cologne, etc? I've always struggled to describe this bit of his appearance in my fics so I'd love to hear all your thoughts!!

Hello, Lee! I’m glad that you adored it, such a wonderful question! I’m a huge sucker for scents and aromas & it’s kinda my love language too! 🤭 So here we go. Well a little backstory i believe that Tommy would already have a good hygiene out of all the brothers to begin with even though the times would’ve been rough on him but he’d try his best. I think he’d fancy smelling posh & be clean.

I, imagine Mrs. Shelby would find Tommy's scent to be a spicy rugged with the mix of intense smoke, whiskey, and a hint of leather, wood, ambery & perhaps a subtle hint of bay rum or sandalwood from his aftershave along with a subtle tang of metal from his guns & gunpowder — the faint scent that may linger on his coat with the whiskey soaked aroma in the essence of his skin that would make her drown deeper in love with him.

His scent to her is comforting and endearing which makes her feel safe and to think she’d be very fond for the smell of smoke on his clothes and throughout the years the smell of smoke on Tommy's clothes has become a sensory trigger that evokes a deep emotional and physical response in Mrs. Shelby. Whenever she catches a whiff of that familiar scent, it instantly transports her back to moments of passion, intimacy, and connection with Tommy. (I died while writing this omg)

When it comes to her recommending or encouraging a cologne to him, he doesn’t needs it that much cause he smells extravagant all the time even though Tommy might not be the type to use it often, but when he does, a small amount makes a big impact, trust me. Once Tommy puts on his cologne, the scent spreads everywhere and lingers without fading quickly. It's that kind of effortless charm that doesn't need to shout for attention.

However, on special occasions or when the need arises, Mrs. Shelby might suggest a subtle, sophisticated cologne to enhance his presence without compromising his essence. This way, he can maintain his signature scent while adding a touch of refinement. I reckon she’d also for god’s sake sneakily rub in a nice cream on him — his hands and even his face, And I think he won’t complain and love it cause it would smell like her. Overall she’d be all captivated by his raw scent & those masculine undertones! With a hint of his subtle cologne everywhere! 🥴

[adarafaelbarba]

Hello, sorry to hear about your day. I have a little idea I thoughts I'd share. Of course it's Sonny Carisi because well its me......

It's a warm saturday night in a busy Manhattan bar. She is out for a friends birthday drinks and one of those friends in the group happens to be Sonny Carisi. She has a negroni in hand, laughing with her friends. Her infectious smile, sweet pretty laugh and she is wearing a mini dress in Sonny's favourite colour. She knows what she is doing. Her and Sonny have had the flirtatious friendship for a while now. She would love to be more then friends with him. Of course she has been nursing a huge crush that has gotten a 1000 time worse after their almost kiss that was interrupted when he was called into work last week. She is desperately wanting to get his attention, not that she needs to try.

They haven't had a chance to speak yet, both doing the rounds, talking and enjoying the company of the group. But they have taken every opportunity they can to take to look at one another from across the table.

She heads to the bar to get the next round of drinks, when the tall Detective stands behind her. She is aware of his presence and smiles to herself. He leans down ever so subtle to whisper in the shell of her ear 'that dress Doll, do you know what your doing to me?'

I—YES PLEASE!!!! 😳😍

[r0-boat]

Heyo its Dom!Reader Anon! I'm really glad people liked that ficlet i wrote haha. I wanted to write something featuring Steven, and i had planned on writing something like this happening in the story anyway, so i went ahead and typed it up. Steven needs more love lets be real. Steven I felt would be 100% whipped for Broker!MC tbh. Like, they are the one person he can't buy with money, who probably has everything they could ever want. Like, he can buy almost anything and anyone. One reason he's still considered a threat and rival to other gangs is because of he sheer influence across the regions. His wealth topples the others easily. Hell, he can usually buy his way outta anything the other gangs do. But then there's MC. The sheer the power they possess, and seemingly never let things get under their skin? How they seemingly never bother with bribes, implying their own wealth? How untouchable they are? He's attracted to them like a moth to a flame before he even ever sees them in a video or hears their fake voice. Seeing MC in person for the first time? I wanted to Imagine him nearly going crazy at the thought. Especially now with his memories gone, if/when he ever gets them back, i imagine he wouldn't be upset, but just,,, absolutely enthralled by your power. He would do almost anything to see you again. Steven with his memories back, also being absurdly smug. Eventually the other Champions ask why he's been acting so high and mighty. "Oh, I got to see Z in person without a voice changer and their usual mask or outfit. >:)" Steven intentionally starting a riot amongst the others, who now practically are desperate to figure out anything about you from him. He went from being at the bottom of the group, and now all the other rival champions are tripping over themselves to try and get his favor so he'll spill the details. Someone eventually wisens up and just sends a message to MC, asking if its true, or if Steven is full of hot air. Instead of being upset he remembered, or calling Steven a liar to save face, MC just responds : "Yeah he did lol" Just to stir the pot. The drama is hysterical. MC isn't too concerned, either. Hypno did more than lock his memories. As if you would just mess with his head without a few fail-safes from Hypno :) Any attempt at talking about you in detail just,,, causes Steven to go into a trance, or suddenly forget the conversation. It's not too hard to figure out whats going on for Steven. But that's fine, that means he can just keep what you look like all to himself. No one else needs to know anyway.

People don't understand how male wife-able Steven is. Cvbhhk

To other people he'll be some scary mob boss interrogating someone until he gets a text from Z on his phone and he's like😳🥰😍💞💞💞💞