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magnoliabutters · 1 year ago

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HOW ABOUT THAT WINE?

pairing: garrus "archangel" vakarian x fem!shepard

inspiration: @chestharrington’s lazy ghoul's kinktober → week one: love making

warnings: 18+ content, mdni; mass effect 2 spoilers & references, dorky fluff, dom smut vibes, lovey dovey, p in v, cunnalingus, human anatomy, etc.

word count: ~3.4k

note: it is the beginning of kinktober, y'all! straight from a writing hiatus and right into some alien (*cough* turian) smut. let's get freaky kinky dinky babes...

You're crazy about him. Abundantly crazy. There isn't a minute - no, a second that goes by where his name isn't scribbled all over your mind. The way he makes you feel, god. It's almost like he doesn't even know what power he holds over you.

You thought a shower might help clear your mind, but it only gave you a room filled with steam and thoughts. You are already red hot, pink in the cheeks from just saying good night after your last mission. He shot you a smile and you instantly turned into an absolute puddle. Does he even know the power he holds over you?

Garrus Vakarian is all you can think about - clothed, armored, naked. Nothing else matters.

And yet, some how - some way, this man has no idea what he does to you. He walks around the Normandy without a single care in the world. Not knowing in the slightest how quick you'd drop to your knees, begging him to carry you up to your cabin and fuck you better than you've ever had.

For now, there's only simple greetings and salutations. Professionalism at its max, seeing as you are his superior. God, you could hear Alliance HR calling after your last conversation with Garrus.

All that talk about how turians like to release some stress after harrowing missions... Now, after every mission, you bite your tongue until you can scream into your pillow.

Brushing your hair back, you let the warm water sink into your scalp. You hope - no, pray that these feelings go away. At least until the squad gets through the Omega-4 Relay, if we make it back.

The pipes squeak as you hastily turn off the water. You throw the towel over your body, soaking up all the moisture from your slick skin. Another towel to your face as you reach the corners of your eyes and rub the texture against the tops of your cheeks. Your hair is still wet as you tie it into a loose bun. Strands fall without any distinct pattern around your head.

One last wrap around your body, and you make your way back into the cabin. As you turn the corner, you catch a glimpse of the sweetest, most delicate man wearing his nicest blues and with wine in hand.

"Hey," he says with that dark melodic voice.

Your jaw slightly drops. Your brows raise and lips quiver as you stand before him in your white towel. His eyes stray to your chest, down your stomach and to the tops of your thighs. "I - I'm sorry, you need to get dressed."

Garrus turns to walk out the door, but a hand at his shoulder stops him. "What do you have there, soldier?" you ask with a bit of tease. You could care less about getting dressed. Hell, the quicker you get this towel off the better.

"I brought wine," he answers nervously. "Best I could afford on a vigilante's salary."

Your cheeks perk into a smile as happy little butterflies fill your chest. Eyes upon him, begging for him to ravish you right here - right now. Push you up against the desk and fuck you until you both pass out.

Alas, those seductress eyes fill him with worry. Garrus rushes towards the sound system. His finger furiously tapping against the holo until a fast-tempo, bass rattles your ribcage.

With hopeful brows raised to the heavens, you watch as he timidly sways to the beat. Your heart calls for him. Your sweet, little nerdy boy. How he ever got anyone before you is beyond you, but - hell, he'll never have anyone else after you.

You waltz over him with seductive movements in your steps. Your tongue runs over the smooth of your lips. Your lashes bat his way, forcing his grip to tighten at the bottle's neck. Your smile gentle and inviting, wanting nothing more than his hands upon your body.

"If you were a turian, I'd be complimenting your waist or your fringe," Garrus states, trying his hardest not to be overwhelmed by your sexuality. His head is down with eyes watching his stimming fingers. "So...," he takes a deep breath before slowly raking up your body. "Your, uh, hair looks good. And your waist is very supportive."

You giggle with a hand planted at your hip. Everything he does, everything he says fuels that fire in your stomach. The need - the desire to feel his touch. God, you wish you could find some excuse for accidentally dropping your towel, but no. It would be much much better if he was the one pulling it off you.

With silence being too much for him to bear, Garrus carries on, "Hopefully that's not offensive in human culture." He takes a deep sigh, realizing he is still too formal. "Crap, I should've watched the vids Mordin sent." Spouting off facts like this, you and him, was some kind of science experiment - interspecies intercourse.

Recognizing the face of self-deprecating thoughts, you raise your hand and land it against his shoulder. "Whoa! Consider me seduced, smooth talker." You pull yourself closer into him. He peers down at your face, taking shivering breaths at your proximity. "Now shut up and stop worrying."

You squeeze his shoulder before trailing your palm across his chest. You walk over to the sound system and turn down the blaring noise. All you want to hear is him. All you want to see is him. You lean back against the wall, kicking your foot up as you shoot him your shining smile.

But something troubles him.

Garrus' head falls once again. He doesn't close the space between you two like you had thought. His words soft and sincere. "I just... I've seen so many things go wrong, Shepard. My work C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis..."

You push off the wall. Your hand falls at his scarred cheek. The silly boy thinks his wound is what got you interested, when you would have easily been in his bed back when they were dealing with Sovereign.

"I want something to go right, just once."

His ocean eyes raise to yours. They are humble, gentle, and vulnerable. It almost aches your heart. The way they peer into you - hell, like he's peering into your soul. Muscles in your face soften as you let him in. Let everything in.

This isn't just a fling. This isn't just because you're able to go on a suicide mission. No, you found something that you've never had before. You both found something within each other. You didn't understand what it meant to have a bondmate until this moment, until looking into these eyes.

You love him, more than you've loved anything or anyone in your life.

Almost as though he was drawing you in, you and Garrus both lean in with foreheads pressed against each other. Soft and powerful. You feel that fire reignite deeper within you.

You can feel the heat resonating off his chest as he pulls you in closer. His hands slowly guide your own back to your sides. With a single finger, he tilts your chin up to look at him. Your lips part as all the breath escapes you.

Garrus' eyes look at all features of your face, bouncing back and forth until they land on your lips. His hand finds its way at the base of your skull. He pulls you in with a force you did not expect.

His lips press against yours, firm and tight. Your hands fall into the concave of his lower back, pulling him into you. As his fingers dig into your hair, you can feel his lips begin to relax. They become pliable and gentle.

You brush your tongue against his mouth, begging for more. Garrus is more than happy to oblige as he slightly parts his lips and digs his hips against your stomach. Your tongue is deep within, crashing against his own as your hands drag him back against your chin and nose. You've been waiting for this moment for quite some time and, now, he knows it.

Your passion for Garrus is not just chance. Not just a simple sexy scar on the right of his face. No, you wanted him. You wanted to devour him, and he is more than happy to oblige.

Arms rush to wrap around his neck, forcing your towel to crash at your tip-toed feet. Eyes closed and breathing hitched. Your tongue massages against his, causing little moans to float between you both.

Garrus' hands explore your freshly exposed body. They are firm as they discover the curves of your bodice and waist. He staggers, guiding you back against the wall. You gasp at the cold sensation, but he didn't care. His hand digs under your right thigh, pulling your bent leg up to his waist.

His tongue slides across your lips. You push against him, practically biting into his kiss. Lips red and bruised and you still crush them upon him. This is all you have wanted, whether knowing it or not, since you met him. Hell if you're going to hold back.

And yet, Garrus picks you up. His hands secure your legs around his waist as he walks down the steps to your bedroom. His eyes still closed, but he navigates through the space flawlessly. His hands grip tightly onto your ass, pinching with excitement.

He places you down upon your mattress with a mixture of dominance and pleasure. You pull your wet hair out of its bun before resting on your back. He sinks to his knees between your legs with hands trailing up your thighs.

Garrus rakes over you. Those same very eyes bouncing left to right, up and down. There's so much to look at, so much to enjoy - so much to love. He decides to start at your thighs with determination. His kisses cause your heart to pound. Sweet, little pecks that prickle your skin. You struggle to keep your thighs from closing upon him.

As he presses his soft mouth against you, he breathes you in. "You are so beautiful, Shepard," he purrs with a vibration to his chest. "Your waist..." His hands find their way back to your hip bones. He rubs against them as he grinds into the side of the mattress. "Your hair," he mewls as he plays with a long strand resting just above your left breast.

"God, Garrus," you whimper at his touch. Your hips rut against his chest. Your clit craving sensation, craving him.

A sharp smirk forms across his face. "Say it again, I like it."

With a laugh, you prop yourself onto your elbows. You try to look at him but are stuck in a haze as he circles the space where your hips and thighs meet. A deep breath and you plead, "Garrus, I need you."

He growls as the other side of his smile perks up. His kisses become bites that travel down your inner thighs. You try to curl in to yourself, but he holds you down, showing you exactly who is in charge in this part of the Normandy.

His tongue lathers up your thigh, finding itself at the tip of your slit. Your breath hitches every so often, floating on the edge of overstimulation. His hands dig into the meat of your thighs, leaving little crescent shaped indents into your reddening skin.

Your hands crash into your hair as Garrus' tongue parts your lips. His thickness lathers up your juices as he guides you down to your ass. "Oh god," you cry out. He groans, growls into you. Any sound you make fuels the raging thrusts forming a hole into the side of your bed.

His finger curls around to lightly flick your bean. His tongue doused with your love and, fuck, did he love every single drop of you. The way your musical moans floated in the air forces something dark to emerge within him. Something primitive and degenerate.

The things he would love to do to you...

Garrus flicks his tongue in a way that makes your head spin. Your chin is up to the sky and your eyes are squeezed shut. Your fingers are tangled in your hair and your hips are pressed firmly against his wet chin.

Only briefly do both your eyes meet during the act. Those sparkling eyes highlighted by thick navied tattoos across his nose and cheekbones. All you want to do is ride that face. Ride that serene, tender face until you explode.

His thick tongue laps against you. A hand rushes to your breast with fingers tightly clasping your hardened nipple. The pinching sensation creates a light-headedness that holds your eyes closed. Your moans can surely be heard throughout the cabin but you couldn't care in the slightest.

"Jesus, fuck," you choke out. "Oh, shit - right there, right there."

Garrus hums, sending another pleasant vibration across the sheets. He utters, proud of himself, "Seems like those vids really helped-"

"Vakarian! Stop talking!"

You push his head down onto you, sliding his tongue further inside. Your entire body feels like pins and needles. Sounds you don't recognize fall from your lips. The pleasure intense. Time slows as you feel your body tighten around him. Your lashes flutter, only showing the smallest glimpses of the lit room.

Garrus delves his firm tongue in. He tries his best not to rip into your skin, not knowing what might hurt and what might feel good. If he trusted his instincts, he would be balls deep within you - thrusting until there was nothing else left for him to give. He always thought he wanted an honorable death by combat. Fuck that, he wants to die in a concussive blast of two bondmates cumming as one.

Fire begins to pool at your abdomen. Your heart races in ways that leave you seeing stars. Your body becomes jagged, happily enduring his powerful thrusts as the rubber band gradually begins to pop.

"Garrus, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," your mewling voice grows higher and higher in pitch.

Upon feeling your walls cave around his tongue in pulsating bursts, Garrus chuckles softly. His pink, fleshly tongue still thick and firm within you. His hands gentle as one softly circles your nipple and the other circles your protruding hip bones.

"Mmm'Shepard," he mewls as he licks his lips.

You struggle to control your heaving breath as jolts of pleasure disperse across your body. Garrus rips his shirt off of him, pulling the cloth over him with one hand. He begins to crawl over you with something firm and pointed traveling across your skin. His own breathing hitched as he crashes a hand beside your head.

You open your eyes to his sweet, endearing smile. His hand warmly pressed against the side of your face. A finger brushes across your cheek bones. His touch gentle as you pant your way back to baseline. His cock hot and hard as it rests against your thigh.

"Ready for more, Commander?"

"Yes, Archangel," you whisper tenderly.

With those two words, Garrus' breath hitches and a voice whimpers out. He leans into you, hovering his lips just above you. You crave him. You feel the static thick in the air between you.

Finally, he caves and drops his loving lips against you. His tongue, your new favorite thing, runs over your lips lightly tracing where they part. He slicks them over, just before you suck in his bottom lip. Your teeth slightly dig into his flesh as you pull him back towards him.

Garrus growls as a slow smirk sprawls across his face. He looks down, only to guide himself at your entrance. The tip barely brushes against your flower and your entire body fills with electricity. He sinks himself into you with one fallen swoop. His girth perfectly filling all the bumps, crooks, and crannies. It forces your jaw to drop as he places caressing pecks upon your cheek.

He pulls back, simply to see himself appear and disappear within you. His breath halts as he furrows his brows. You are tight, tighter than he has ever had. Part of him is holding on by a damn thread, trying not to bust upon first contact. The other part of him is hell bent on feeling your walls convulse around his pecker, squeezing the cum out of him and filling you up.

You hold back winces at the feel of his cock. He is much bigger than you're used to, much bigger than you expected. You widen your legs for him, begging for him to bury himself within you. Your lashes flutter once again as you melt into his touch.

His thrusts are slow at first. His hand traveling from your hair, cheek, neck, breast, and hip in soft, sullen motions. His heart races as he watches your eyes lighten up with each bottoming thrust. He can feel the coil within him tightening and tightening.

Garrus never knew what love was until he saw your face. He never knew what primal attraction was until now.

Gradually, his thrusts become more powerful. His hips digging in deeper and harder. His kisses expand from your neck to your tits. Love bites firm against your clavicle. He loves to hear you gasp, to feel you clench around him. Your hand tightening its grip around his waist.

He sets his pace - firm, solid, and hard. The sight of your breasts bouncing due to his thrusts forces trails of fire to form across his body. He clenches his thighs, working hard to maintain his speed and rhythm.

Words begin to babble from your lips as the endorphins fill your circuiting brain. Your whole body falls limp as it jolts with each of this pounding ruts. Knees begin to buckle and you can feel yourself tightening up. Your legs wrap around him, pulling him closer and closer for all of eternity.

Huffing, Garrus' movements become more jagged. His breath heavy as he presses his forehead into yours. His lips hang just above yours, brushing against them with each push. He breathes you in, wanting nothing more but to inhale everything that you are.

He bites back a moan as his hips fall out of synchronicity. He tries hard, desperately hard to maintain his rhythm but you can feel him twitching. You can feel his throbbing cock wanting nothing more than a release.

You push back against him, digging your hips against his. With a swift motion, he falls onto his back sending a rippling effect across the mattress. His eyes widen as you sink onto his cock.

Struggling to keep his eyes open, Garrus watches as you effortlessly take him in. His breath hitches as your lips part, gasping ever so lightly with each rut of your hips. Your nails dig into his chest, forming a painful yet orgasmic feeling.

His hands fall at your waist, digging in and holding you in place. Never letting go. His own hips grinding against your warmth.

“Shepard, fuck, if you keep doing that, I’m not gonna be able to-”

“Able to what, Vakarian,” you say breathlessly. Your hips dig a bit deeper, grind a bit harder. His brows furrow and his mouth opens. His body shakes, trembling by your movements.

“Oh fuck,” Garrus mewls.

“It feels soo good,” you whimper.

“Oh god, Commander. Oh god.”

“Cum for me, Garrus. Cum inside me! I need it!”

“Fuuuucccckkkkk…”

With a growl, Garrus floods your system with his seed. The very sight of his body trembling beneath you. His thrusts like firm, bursting staccatos. The flick of his head bounces against your g-spot. Your own body shivers with pleasure.

You both ride out your highs, still grinding into each other. Garrus sits up, pulling your chest tight against his own. His breath hot and harsh into the nape of your neck. Your hand hooks at the base of his head, holding him lightly in place.

Hips still jagged as they move. His arms wrap around your waist, forming a tight hold that bounces love between you both. Breath whimpering upon each other’s lips. He presses his nose against your cheek, nuzzling this way to your own. His skin sweaty and warm against your forehead.

“I love you, Garrus Vakarian,” you whisper softly upon his lips.

“I’ll never tire of hearing that.”

“I’ll never be tired of saying it.”

“You are beautiful, absolutely the most beautiful of all the galaxy,” he coos before lightly rubbing his nose against yours.

A soft kiss forces both your eyes to close. Your legs wrap around his back as you rest your weight on his lap. “How about that wine?” you tease before landing another peck on his cheek.

Garrus’ brows jump as that smooth talking smirk shines from left to right. “It’s red… like the blood of our enemies.” He playfully bites into your neck, forcing a squeal you didn’t foresee. “Well, some of our enemies.”

“Okay, calm down, mister vigilante,” you chuckle to yourself.

“Never,” he says before nipping at your neck again. A bustle filled with giggles to end an night you’ll never forget.

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fictionalcharactergraveyard · 7 months ago

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Can I get the greasers x Shepard with a reader who can dance?! (I’ll twin this hc with you)

ooooo sounds fun!!

Ponyboy

Always found you so cool

and seeing you dance he was like 'ok, they're so much cooler than me'

you try to get him to dance with you and he's all embarrassed

"i-i dunno if that's a good-"

and the next thing he knew you two danced till the sun set

Johnny

Watches you from afar

Wishes he could dance with you

but he's more than happy to watch

you sway your hips ever so slightly and he turns bright red and you have to try not to laugh

you blow him a kiss and he's wrapped around your finger

Dally

its a party at Bucks

you're dancing having fun

and some guy starts feeling you up

hands on your hips

its dally

you two dance a bit and he tries to get you to come with him

you just roll your eyes and walk off

he low-key cat calls you but you're smart with it

it *was* fun dancing with him tho...

Darry

ok so

two-bit dragged him to a strip club

somehow

and Darry saw you

and just

hot damn

he act caught you when you were leaving and offered to walk you to your car

of course, you're wary but you get a feeling he's alright

once you get back to your car you give him a kiss on the cheek and hand him your number

two-bit doesn't shut up about it

Sodapop

sees you trying to line dance

and joins in beside you

you two laugh and share flirty remarks

then you two go off to take a walk

the rest is history

Two-Bit

youre both drunk

its more so you dancing and him drunkenly cheering you on

"you go baby!"

you're very good at being seductive as you move

a little too much

he tries to get on you and you tell him to sober up

and he does, kinda

you guys make out

Steve

youre dancing and this guy joins you

his friends there too

you're not great at it, but better than this guy

you two share snarky remarks

he low-key demands for your number

you give it to him

and the next time you go to the DX you get free snacks

so there was some plus

Tim

a party on a rough side of town

you're dancing away, grinding and swaying your hips

and you catch Tim's eye

he has a cold stare

yet hungry

you wave and he starts walking over

he leans close to your ear so you can hear him over the music

"wanna get outta here, doll face?'

you're wary

but then decide 'why not?'

maybe not your smartest idea

Curly

sees you just goofing off with your friends

"nice moves, babe!"

you roll your eyes but keep going

he decides to join you

spinning you around

he's act pretty good

tries to grab a feel and you're like "hell no"

its fun

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shelbgrey · 2 years ago

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🎄🩺Grey's Anatomy Christmas Special🩺🎄

Christmas Cookies (Mark Sloan)

Paring: Mark Sloan X Shepard!Reader.

Summary: you promised your friends and coworkers you'd make your famous Christmas cookies. Mark decids if he's gonna help you or not.

A/N: way back in my early years of writing this was a Tony stark imagine so it being Christmas time now I decided to fix it up a bit and change the character. Let me know if you guys want to see a Derek version or just something Christmas themed with him.

Greys MasterList

--------(1st pov)--------

As a doctor you don't get to too much time off, Especially around the holidays. You got people falling of ladders while putting lights up. Car crashs due to ice, and so on. To put it delcetly I was surprised I got the day of this close to Christmas, but I wasn't complaining. But what was I doing on my day off you may ask? I wasn't relaxing like a normal person, I was making cookies...

I guess I can't complain, I love baking and I did promise my closest friends I'd make some for the up coming Christmas party. I kinda became everyone's go-to chef or baker. Half of us doctors never bothered to cook or learn due to lack of time or energy. I on the other hand knew just about everything evolving a kitchen.

I was already done with a batch of gingerbread cookies Jackson asked for. They were decorated like doctors because I thought it'd be funny. Anyway, I mistakenly left them unsupervised as I started a new batch. I stopped for a second to turn on my Playlist when I heard a crunch. I sighed and turned around.

Two gingerbread cookies were now missing. “really?” I asked with a slight smile.

Mark stopped mid chew and and just shrugged with a smile. I rolled my eyes and chuckled a bit. “you know those are for the Christmas party.”

“and they are delicious” he confirmed dusting the crumbs of his hands. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

“well if your gonna be in here and bother me you might as well help” I told him setting a bowl of dough in front of him.

“technically I was helping. I was tast testing” he said standing up and wrapping his arms around me from behind. I playfully sighed and turned around in his arms pushing him. He walked backwards and too a seat on a stool that was next to the counter I was working at.

“how about actually helping or you can leave the kitchen" I told him. He jumped off the stool and stood in front of me with his arms crossed. “technically this is Derek's kitchen. You can't kick me out of something that isn't yours baby” he smirked.

He's technically right. I do live at my Brother's house and I have yet to move out. But Mark doesn't have to be right all the time. I turned around and pointed a wooden spoon at him. “watch me Sloan”

He smirked and looked down at me with his arms crossed. He was probably about 6 inches taller than me give or take. So the thought of someone as small as me taking him probably humored the hell out of him.

He raised is eyebrows and tilted his head like he was waiting for my move. After a minute long stair down I just rolled my eyes and went back to the cut-out dough on the sheet that set on the counter. As I continued to decorate the cookies I felt mark's eyes on me as he leaned against the counter. He probably had one of his smug grins on his face.

As I moved to the sink to rinse my hands I felf a pair of arms snake around my waist. Mark huged my body to his chest as his chin rested on my shoulder.

“mark, what are you doing?” I asked as I felt him start leaving kisses down my neck.

All I got was a muffled response as he buried his face in the crok of my neck. “you smell good... Like cookies” he responded seductively.

I roll my eyes and smiled. “alright Mark” I loosen his grip and turn around to face him. He smirked and braces his hands on the counter behind me, trapping me in between he and the counter.

“Why don't you take a break and hang out with me” he smirks. I sighed and turned my back towards him.

“come on, Mark I have to get these done” Mark rolled his eyes as I proceed to work.

Mark crossed his arms and continued to talk. “you know, my Flurting work on most women. I enchanted them even”

I let out an airy chuckle. “most women didn't get the chance to see what a pain in the neck you are” I said playfully. I turned around and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek to emphasize I was joking.

I let out a laugh but it was cut short when a questionable but sly smile plastered acrossed Mark's face. I slowly backed up as Mark looked over to the counter. He slowly dips his hands in the bag of flower getting a fist full of the white powder.

I quickly backed up giving him a stern look. “Mark don't even think about it”

Mark's smile only got bigger as he moved closer to me. I had now where to go as he backed me up against the counter.

“Mark Everett Sloan I Swear to-” my scolding was cut short as Mark flicked flower all over my face and shirt. I slightly laughed as I wiped my face clean.

“now what were you gonna do?” he smirked. My eyes fell to the bag of flower and I quickly went for it. Mark chuckled and quickly grabbed it before I could grab it.

I quickly graped it out of his hands and flung flower at him covering his black shirt. Soon the both of us were covered in flower and sprinkles.

He went to chace after me and he did successfully but he didn't realize a gaved an egg as he lifted me off the ground. As I went in the air I cracked in his light brown hair.

He let out a monatone scream and put me down. I laughed as I tried to make a run for it. Mark cought up and backs me up and trapped my body between his body and the fridge. I put my hands in surrender only for Mark to grabe them and hold them out of the way.

“Okay I surrender! I give up! You win” I giggled. “please no more just let me go”

He chuckled and let go of my wrists then placed his hands on the the fridge on both sides of my body caging me in.

“what do I get out of it?” he smirked.

I smiled and placed my hands on his muscular chest. “how about a kiss and we'll call it even?”

He didn't have to be asked twice. He roughly pressed his lips to mine kissing me passionately. I wrapped arms around his neck closing the gap.

As he was distracted by the kiss I moved my hand to the corner grabbing what was left of the flower. I felt His lips about travail down my neck but he stopped when I slapped a hand full of flower in his brown hair.

He backed away with annoyed look but also had a smirk spread across his face. “now your really gonna get it” I quickly slithered around him and started to run towards the living room but Mark grabbed my arm and pulled me back. I bumpped into his chest and he picked me up pulling me away from anything else I could cover him with.

Just then Derek walked in with Meredith, Zola, and Amilea. We both stopped suddenly at the sight of my family. I blushed as Derek eyes went wide at the mess while Amilea and Meredith tried to hold back there laughter.

“I looks like the pillsbury Doughboy coded in here” Amilea said grabbing a cookie shaped like a raindeer and gave half of it to Zola.

“so... How's the baking going?” Merdith asked with a sly smile. I pushed Mark away and wiped my hands off on the back of Mark's shirt.

“it's going” I said. Derek continued to look around his kitchen and sighed. “What the hell did you guys do?”

“baked...?” Mark said with a hint of half-assed guilt. Derek rolled his eyes and turned to me.

“you know your cleaning this up right?” he said using a voice he used to use on me and Amilea.

I scoffed and pointed to my boyfriend. “Mark started it! He trashed the kitchen” Meredith chuckled and went up stairs with Zola as Derek rubbed his face in frustration.

“I don't care who started it, please just clean it up” he said walking towards the living room. “sorry bro!” I shouted as he left.

When my brother was out of sight me and Mark bursted out laughing. As Mark continued to laugh I grabbed a wet towel and threw it at him.

“your helping me clean this up” I told him.

He calmed himself down and started cleaning the counter. “yes ma'am”

#mark sloan x reader #Mark Sloan imagines #Mark Sloan #McSteemy #greys anatomy x reader #Greys anatomy imagines #eric dane #Derek shepherd x reader #Mark Sloan fluff #Greys #Meredith Gray #derek shepherd imagines #callie torres x reader #owen hunt x reader

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perplexed-confusion · 1 month ago

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seduction via shepard's pie

#perplexed confusion original post #everyone else burns

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bellamer · 1 year ago

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I need to get enough paragon or renegade points so that Mack Shepard does not fall under Morinth’s seduction via “Your Asari mind tricks do not work on me for I am homosexual”

Because I don’t care how powerful her seduction is, she’s not seducing my gay Shepard who only has eyes for Kaidan.

But he won’t tell Samara how he resisted her daughters seduction because he don’t know her like that and she don’t need to know his business.

#mass effect #mass effect 2 #morinth #samara mass effect #kaidan alenko #mshenko #shenko

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martsonmars · 1 year ago

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Anti-seduction [T, 25k]

Shepard Love has one simple rule to ensure safety in the workplace: co-workers can't date, especially not if one is the other's superior. But he also has brilliant ideas on how to improve efficiency in the office: send his two best employees on a work trip, and then convince them to spend the night in a hotel that has only one room left. After all, what could go wrong when one has to share a bed with a co-worker they're not allowed to date?

A Parks and Rec AU for @raenestee. Happy belated birthday <3

Start reading on AO3.

Chapter 1 – 2 – 3 – 4. Updates every other day.

#my writing #parks and rec au

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rabid-reads · 2 months ago

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My September Reads Ranked

I dnfd 2 books this month, so I only have a list of books I liked. I dnfd Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir and A Spiral of Need by Suzanne Wright. I thought both of these were going to be 5 star reads for me, but I was wrong.

1. Two Twisted Crowns by Rachel Gillig: I loved this series with every fiber of my being. The characters we’ve had the pleasure of meeting in the first book, get together to find a missing magical artefact. In the process, Gillig blesses her readers with a tender romance and an abundance meaningful character arcs. The magic system is unique, the plot is crazy, and the writing is beautiful. It’s the best time, and the dialogue between the characters is addictive. The Shepard King series is hands down the best fantasy series I’ve read all year, and probably the best fantasy series I’ll ever read. I have the special editions (coming out this month) on preorder.

2. Half a Soul by Oliva Atwater: As a child, Dora has half her soul taken by a fairy. Both of her parents are dead, so she ends up with her bitch of an aunt and her pretty cool cousin. This takes place in the regency era in London. Dora’s pretty cool cousin is sent to London to find a husband and insists on Dora coming along, and there Dora meets a grumpy magician named Elias. Dora and Elias’s banter is a ton of fun, and their romance is endearing. The book is cozy and heartfelt. I loved it.

3. Emily Wilde’s Encyclopaedia of Faeries by Heather Fawcett: Another fantasy book I loved. Emily is an eccentric professor obsessed with the folk, and Wendell Bambleby is obsessed with Emily. Together they are giving the hot version of Mary and Dick from 3rd Rock from the Sun. They are too funny together and find themselves in the craziest predicaments, and I already read the second book too. I can’t wait to read the 3rd book in Feb. of next year.

4. Brother by Ania Ahlborn: Brother is about a serial killer family that lives in the Appalachian Mountains. This shit is crazy, and it goes from bad to worse. Yk right off the bat you're not getting a happy ending. The plot is revealed through the two main characters in a compelling way, and the narration goes from following our main protag to past recollections of another character that's bat shit insane. I loved that Ahlborn's writing has an almost casual tone bc it lets you feel the normalcy the main protag, Michael, feels. He doesn't fully realize he's in a totally insane situation. It's perfect to kick off the spooky season, especially if you like reading about super dysfunctional families.

The following are Ruby Dixon books. These are all books about a romance between a human and a big, buff blue alien. They have a ton of smut.

5. The Corsair’s Bed by Ruby Dixon

6. Barbarian’s Seduction Ruby Dixon

7. Barbarian’s Tease by Ruby Dixon

8. Barbarian’s Beloved by Ruby Dixon

9. Barbarian’s Treasure by Ruby Dixon

10. Enticed by The Corsair by Ruby Dixon

11. Monstrilio by Gerardo Samano Cordova: I liked this book, but the time jump in the second half was jarring and didn’t make a whole lot of sense.

I planned on reading House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski and Babel by R.F. Kuang in October, but I don’t feel like it. With House of Leaves I saw a lot of talk about how you read it mostly for the unique narrative, and I don’t think I’m in the head space rn to read something for that reason. Then I read a discourse about how Babel is mostly telling instead of showing, and that’s not my cup of tea. In retrospect, I think that’s the main reason I couldn’t stand Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin and Red Rising by Pierce Brown (despite their popularity). I’ll read both these books eventually and give them a go, but I’m not in the mood for them.

I ordered like 10 books, and I’ll see what I end up reading.

#bookblr #two twisted crowns #rachel gillig #half a soul #olivia atwater #regency fairytales #emily wilde’s encyclopaedia of faeries #heather fawcett #brother by ania ahlborn #ruby dixon #ice planet barbarians #monstrilio #book reccs #book reccommendations #book rec list #reading #book review #book ramblings

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vorchagirl · 9 months ago

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Writing Pattern Tag Game

Thanks to @continuous-spec for tagging me in this writer meme, especially as I've only just gotten back into writing again!

Rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!

1. Saints and Liars: "Oh, Harry - it’s your favourite patient!" Cerys Ryder called in a sing-song voice as she clattered into Harry Carlyle’s lab just off the main medbay.

2. Through a Mirror Darkly: “Do I make you nervous?” The voice floated out of the shadows, deceptively soft, and Shepard bit back a gasp as Kaidan materialised beside her, a smirk gracing his lips as his eyes slipped down her form.

3. Everything: Today was not going to plan.

4. Distance: Gina Shepard paused outside of the Normandy's shuttle and drew in a deep, steadying breath as she waited for her team.

5. Haunted: The low hum of conversation buzzed through Tartarus as Sara entered, a conspicuous figure in her shiny blue and white Initiative armour.

6. The Naughty List: Gina Shepard watched the flames dancing in the fireplace, the fragrant smell of burning wood and the crackle and pop of the fire comforting.

7. The Interview: “Wait, wait! Hold the door!” Reyes jogged for the elevator as the door closed, cursing as it slid shut in his face and he skidded to a stop to avoid slamming into it.

8. The Charlatan's Seduction Plan: Sara hurried from the elevator and down the plushly carpeted hallway of Collective Imports, cursing the early morning traffic that had delayed her usual punctual arrival at work.

9. Dork: Reyes knew that the view from the roof of his prefab apartment was one of the best in Kadara Port, especially at night with the blanket of twinkling stars shining down.

10. The Outdoor Type: “I love camping.” The words were out of James’ mouth before he could stop them, and once they were out, there was no way to take them back.

Things I noticed: I tend to start with dialogue half of the time, my characters in a moment of action the other half, and I almost always use full names to establish my main characters.

I'm going to tag @hawkeykirsah @painterofhorizons @alyssalenko @silurisanguine @acciokaidanalenko @lonesurvivorao3 @foofyschmoofer @defaultjane and anyone else who wants to play!

#mass effect #mass effect andromeda #writing #vorchagirl #reyder #shenga #shenko

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urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites · 7 months ago

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The gang + Tim & Curly dealing with a dark feminine lady who is oblivious to the fact she’s so seductive

Ofccccc pookie

Ponyboy Curtis

-he gets so flustered by you

-with your low, sultry voice

-seriously you could ask him what time it is and he’d be like 🥵🥵🥵🥵

-and your dark but not quite gothic, feminine outfits

-he doesn’t know many other people like you

-he feels so immature next to you

-but you have a crazy ability to make him feel things he’s never felt before

-memorized different things about you

-he asked you out with your favorite kind of chocolate and you said yes

-super cute together

Johnny Cade

-whoa

-you’re like… his dream

-he’s really attracted to you

-he thinks about you a lot, especially late at night in the lot

-he never has enough courage to go up to you and do anything about it tho

-if you ever talk to him in school he’d be so quiet while internally screaming

-one day you see him with a black eye

-you put a delicate hand on his cheek, making sure he’s ok

-he never really got fully over that

-definitely touched his own cheek after you let go like wow

-until one day dally mentions you and Johnnycake

-well

-he gets a bit defensive

-which is when dallys like you like her don’t you

-and Johnny doesn’t answer, only the tips of his ears turning red

-so dally literally pushes him towards you

-and he finally asks you out, and you say yes

-you guys are so in love with eachother

Sodapop Curtis

-he sees you walk into the DX one day

-he’s immediately interested

-I mean,it’s not every day he sees a girl like you

-you have this certain confidence

-a suggestive smirk and perfect eyeliner

-it’s attractive to say the least

-before long he asks you out

-yall are cute though

-red rose x sunflower vibes from you both

Darry Curtis

-he sees you walking by the house

-fully pops his head out the window to get a better look

-hot damn

-you’re on his level

-I mean, he’s very attracted to you

-he started asking around about you and no one seemed quite to know much

-so he went up to you and found out for himself

-and even talking to you made his knees weak, you so effortlessly came off as seductive

-after a while you two become close friends and before long

-he asks you out and you ofc say yes

-very cute couple 10/10 you’re both very mature and supportive of eachother

-ponyboy would have a crush on you tho lowkey 💀

Dallas Winston

-holy shit

-it’s not often he sees someone like you around

-you two definitely met whenever he harassed you on the street

-you simply cross your arms, and turn to him with a coolly neutral stare

-“Talk like that again to me and I’ll cut off your most valuable asset.” You’d snarl, walking away

-and leaving him with a smirk on his face, but he stops making the remarks

-over time he asks you out and you eventually say yes after several rejections

-but you two are a good couple

-pretty scary to run into though

Two Bit Mathews

-he sees you and

-you honestly seem so… grounded it’s hard to make jokes about you

-but he somehow manages

-but whenever you let out that low chuckle in response to his stupid jokes

-oh girl you don’t even know what you’re doing to him 💀😭💅

-that’s when he realizes like oh my lord he has some feelings for you

-when you two end up dating

-you make an amazing couple

-you keep him grounded, and calm and he keeps you laughing and having fun

Steve Randle

-he didn’t even think you realized

-what you were doing

-leaning against that car in that low cut, short dress

- you raised your eyebrows

-and he realized he’d been staring for a solid five minutes

-he’s dumbstruck by you

-your car had broken down and he was helping you fix it

-when it was done you simply said “Thanks, handsome.”

-and tipped him quite well

-after a while of friendly banter you two get pretty flirty

-end up making out in your car

-then dating

-super cute together 🫶

Tim Shepard

-it’s giving mobster/gangster wife tbh

-he was in love with you as soon as he saw you

-seducing eyes, a charming nature, cunning… never hot headed but always aware

-you were absolutely gorgeous

-and you make his knees weak in a way that most people aren’t able to

-with the most everyday things

-you’d also make an amazing trophy wife

-but you were so much more

-clever, you knew how to get anyone down on their knees in less than a minute

-he knew you’d be a valuable ass…. Asset to him

-you guys are a power couple fr

-he catcalled you when he met you like Dally 💀💀

Curly Shepard

-you both clash

-you were seductive, dark, mature, with deep eyes and a sharp look that could kill

-him…. Well he was a reckless punk

-you two ran in the same circles though

-and became quite good friends

-you kept him out of a lot of situations

-and looked good doing it too

-he doesn’t think you realize how crazy you drive him

-even just looking at him, biting your lip whenever you patch him up in concentration

-he checks you out when he thinks you aren’t looking

-you’ve known this entire time

-and whenever you confronted him about it you two end up making out

-the rest is history

#the outsiders hcs #the outsiders headcanons #two bit mathews #johnny cade #the outsiders #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #steve randle #dallas winston #ponyboy curtis #curly shepard #tim shepard #urlocalnonbinarybastardwritesanswers

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dailyanarchistposts · 15 days ago

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Footnotes, 101-150

[101] Joost A. M. Meerloo, Mental Seduction and Menticide: The Psychology of Thought Control and Brain-Washing (London: Jonathan Cape, 1957), 163–164, 184.

[102] B. A. Robinson, “Promise Keepers, Pro and Con: Part 1,” Ontario Consultants on Religious Tolerance, November 2, 2003, www.religioustolerance.org.

[103] Jena Recer, “Whose Promise Are They Keeping?” National NOW Times, August 1995, www.now.org.

[104] James Dobson, “Building Moral Character in Kids,” radio broadcast, Focus on the Family International, February 8, 2006, www.oneplace.com =2/8/2006.

[105] Tony Kushner, Angels in America (New York: Theatre Communications Group, 1995), 46.

[106] James Dobson, Marriage under Fire: Why We Must Win This Battle (Sisters, OR: Multnomah, 2004), 41.

[107] “Focus on the Family,” Citizen Magazine January 2003, quoted in Jeff Lutes, A False Focus on My Family (Lynchburg, VA: Soulforce, 2004), 8.

[108] Dobson, Marriage Under Fire, 49.

[109] James Dobson, Bringing Up Boys (Wheaton, IL: Tyndale House, 2001), 127.

[110] Robert Knight, “The Homosexual Agenda in Schools,” Family Research Council, quoted in Matthew Shepard, “Nazi Anti-Jewish Speech vs. Religious Right Anti-Gay Speech,” Hatecrime.org, www.hatecrime.org.

[111] P. Gibson, “Gay Males and Lesbian Youth Suicide,” in M. R. Feinleib, ed., Report of the Secretary’s Task Force on Youth Suicide, Volume 3: Prevention and Interventions in Youth Suicide(Rockville, MD: U.S. Department of Health and Human Services; Public Health Service; Alcohol, Drug Abuse, and Mental Health Administration, 1989; DHHS publication ADM 89–1623), 110.

[112] Pat Robertson, quoted in Richard K. Fenn, Dreams of Glory, 8.

[113] Kavan Peterson, “Washington Gay Marriage Ruling Looms,” Stateline.org, March 7, 2006, cms.stateline.org; “Same-Sex Marriage Measures on the 2004 Ballot,” National Conference of State Legislatures, November 2004, www.ncsl.org.

[114] Mel White, Stranger at the Gate (New York: Penguin, 1995), 25.

[115] Ibid., 22–23.

[116] Ibid., 29.

[117] Ibid., 14.

[118] Ibid., 49–50.

[119] Ibid., 96.

[120] Ibid., 107.

[121] Ibid., 142.

[122] Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism(New York: Harcourt, 1979), 353.

[123] Scott LaFee, “Local Scientists, Doctors and Professors Talk About ‘Intelligent Design,’” San Diego Union Tribune, June 8, 2005, F-1.

[124] Frank Newport, “Third of Americans Say Evidence Has Supported Darwin’s Evolution Theory,” Gallup Poll, November 19, 2004, poll.gallup.com.

[125] Keith Graham, Biology: God’s Living Creation (Pensacola, FL: A Beka, 1986), 404.

[126] Alfred M. Rehwinkel, The Wonders of Creation (Minneapolis, MN: Bethany House, 1974), in Graham, Biology, 133.

[127] Graham, Biology, 163.

[128] Graham, Biology, 351.

[129] Carl Wieland, “Darwin’s Bodysnatchers: New Horrors,” Creation 14:2 (March 1992), 16–18.

[130] Carl Wieland, “Apartheid and ‘The Cradle of Humankind,’” Creation 26:2 (March 2004), 10–14.

[131] “What Happened When Stalin Read Darwin?” Creation 10:4 (September 1998), 23.

[132] Jerry Bergman, “Darwinism and the Nazi Race Holocaust,” Technical Journal 13:2, 101–111.

[133] “Evolution and the Hutu-Tutsi Slayings,” Creation 21:2 (March 1999), 47.

[134] Graham, Biology, 347.

[135] Jerry Bergman, “Was Charles Darwin Psychotic? A Study of His Mental Health,” Impact (January 2004).

[136] Raymond Hall, “Darwin’s Impact—The Bloodstained Legacy of Evolution,” Creation 27:2 (March 2005), 46–47.

[137] Graham, Biology, 347.

[138] Ibid., 349.

[139] Hannah Arendt, Origins of Totalitarianism, 371.

[140] “Intelligence Report,” Southern Poverty Law Center (Spring 2005), 4. www.splcenter.org.

[141] Union of Concerned Scientists, “Scientific Integrity in Policy Making: An Investigation into the Bush Administration’s Misuse of Science,” March 2004, 2; 32, www.ucsusa.org.

[142] This lecture was taped and transcribed by Timothy Nunan of Princeton University.

[143] Karl Popper, The Open Society and Its Enemies (Princeton: Princeton University Press, 1971), 1:96.

[144] Max Blumenthal, “Justice Sunday Preachers,” The Nation, May 9, 2005 (Web edition only), www.thenation.com.

[145] Ibid.

[146] Ibid.

[147] David Kirkpatrick, “Club of the Most Powerful Gathers in Strictest Privacy,” The New York Times, August 28, 2004.

[148] Ibid.

[149] Max Blumenthal, “Who Are Justice Sunday’s Ministers of Ministry?” Talk To Action, January 6, 2006, www.talk2action.org.

[150] Quoted in Daniel Lev, The Terrorist Next Door (New York: Thomas Dumae/St. Martin, 2002), 27.

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