#and magnus is just 🥵

[i-have-not-slept]

💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️ I LOVE THEM

I was re-reading The Course of True Love (And First Dates) and wanted to draw the Malec first date outfits since there's actually quite a detailed description of what they're wearing

Scene description by @cassandraclare

[jonsimsmissingbraincell]

I FUCKING KNEW IT I FUCKING CALLED IT I WAS WONDERING THE PLACE THEY GO IN EPISODE 10 IS THE MAGNUS INSTITUTE

[puncheur]

[edgymegatronus]

It’s been 8 years of transformers obsession and I think it’s time for a MTMTE re-read

[i-have-not-slept]

WOWWWW AMAZING I AM IN LOVE

Happy birthday, Alec Lightwood-Bane 🎉🎁🍾

Mom: happy birthday, son!

Max: have the greatest b-day, big brother!

Underhill A.: HB, sir.

Izzy's annoying vamp: Live and prosper! 🖖 Happy birthday, my future brother-in-law!

Izzy: Alec, happy birthday 🎂🎈 Have the biggest celebration ever! Can't wait to give you your present! What are you planning today?

Jace: happy birthday, bro. what's up? wanna hop to your place today. beer is ok or smth stronger?

Alec: planning on unpacking my gift. Up to no good. Right on my way to the bedroom.

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[shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

Me and my sister have beef with each other

So we all know Buddy is the most sexiest guy ever but my sister argues that this mAgNus dude is better…

Ok who is gonna defend me Buddy has a MUCH MUCH BETTER PERSONALITY!! Oke that guy is hot and all but like Buddy’s personality is so 🥵

Like this Magnus guy is like any other WEBTOON guy- cold, rich untra strong, serious and barely speaks, “perfect”

WHILE BUDDY- he’s so sassy, he is straight up mean, he is a yapper, his laugh… RAHHHH the love he try’s to give, he is so goofy sometimes AAHHHHH

But my sister was like mAgNus looks like a hotter version of Buddy AND he’s a vampire and you told me that Chase has a vampire fetish

I can’t go against that… 😭

So I went up to my friends to tell them that Buddy is so much better and my friends were like

“You and your sister have the same type 💀”

NO WE DONT!!! LIKE BUDDY IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FROM MAGNUS”

“They look like the same person 😭”

Sigh…

And yk all that glitters? My sister says that Buddy copied Magnus’s hair…

UGH WHO IS WITH ME!!!!

But the fact Magnus is an actual vampire and looks like Buddy… I feel like Chase would simp for him… sorry Buddy just telling the truth

Edit- My sister told me the other picture didn’t look hot enough so I changed it lol

[vestaclinicpod]

Audio Drama Sunday - 21st July ✨

This week was very very much girlbeingfedpancakes.jpg with so many of my favourite shows coming back from hiatus!! 🥞

👻 @tellnotalespod (S2E13) Here’s the thing: I had the absolute pleasure of meeting Leanne a few weeks ago and took the opportunity to ask when Louisa was going to gtfo of the narrative. I now see why they laughed 😭 While I am happy that Julia has pretty much forgiven Leo, I think she should take a few more mins to realise why she can’t stay mad!! And oh my god, RILEY. I’m joining the crowd of ‘I knew it!!’ screamers! If anyone can shake off a possession it’s Riley fucking Matkins but I am terrified that Leo is going to be put in a position where they have to choose between Riley and Frank. I’m worried it won’t be such a straightforward decision for them… 

🌲 @hellofromthehallowoods (159) The assumption at the start of this episode was entirely correct. I also LOVED the little extended metaphor about The Auditor being a scalpel, imagine dropping a line like that in a real confrontation 🥵 I’m so glad to have my beloved hallowoods back, even if a few of the twists in this episode made my stomach twist also (seriously, Marco!!! You have a child!!!!!). 

🧳 Travelling Light @monstrousproductions (27) I loved the depiction of alien technology in this episode, I really just want to visit this fish market and take everything in!! Very exciting to hear also that a deal might be coming soon. I have been missing my favourite little Óli these last few eps . . . I hope they haven’t been distancing themself from the Traveller :( 

🖥️ The Magnus Protocol (22) okay, so I really love neuroscience and listening to the experiment in this episode was too funny to be scary but what did make me nervous was Sam finally being driven firmly towards investigating the Institute further. I’m sure it’s going to end well. And those names at the end… why are they so familiar…? 

🧋I finished E12 of @hinaypod - what a cliffhanger!! I’m disconcerted by this CJ person even if she does seem to be protecting Laura. 

🦋 I started @remnantspod this week! I’ve only listened to the first episode so far but, my god, Eira knows how to tell a story. I’m so intrigued and excited to see where this show leads!  

🗺 So lovely to have @tales-from-the-low-city back in my ears! It remains one of the most soothing things I have ever listened to, but the music in this episode did a great job of building tension while waiting for the all clear! 

I have not yet been brave enough to listen to the first part of The Silt Verses Finale this week, but I am post-nights tomorrow and plan to spend all day listening to both parts and crying 🦀 

Also, as a special mention, it’s not really audio drama, but it is: I finished Tell No Tales creator Leanne Egan's book Lover Birds this morning. It is SO cute and so wonderfully nostalgic as I got together with my now wife at around the same age as the girls in the book 🥹 I’m filled with queer, Northern pride after reading it and if you’re looking for a summer read that will pull on your heart strings just the right amount, PLEASE support Leanne and grab a copy!! 🌈

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🧡

Oooo thank you for sending this in, bestie! Alright lemme see…my five favorite stories…

relinquish the crown – This one's always gonna have to be one of my favorites because it's my first long series that had me planning whole seasons and AUs and "What If…?" branches for these two blorbos.

one look & they'll know – my other long running series and I love these two blorbos with all my lil potato heart 🥹🥹 Tomathy in this series really saw Reader and went "Yes this one, I choose this one, I will love her forever and always give her cuddles and kisses"…and mango rides 😏😏

the final Lady Sharpe – i'm so eternally grateful to @ellooo0ooo for sending in this request because the concept of the story may have never reached me 🥹💖

maintain our cover – this is the story that had me realizing i definitely have a thing for writing an older Magnus and i'm definitely gonna be doing it again 🥵😮‍💨

no resistance – writing President Loki was smth else and i can't wait to do it again 😏😏

now as a bonus…some works i'm looking forward to writing and sharing with y'all…

The Dreamlight AU

So…remember that story I was trying to conceptualize that takes place in the Disney Dreamlight Valley game? It's not just gonna turn into a series…it's gonna turn into multiple series that all take place within this AU 🥹. I realized while working on the Phase 1 planning that there are at least 3 full stories that are going to be interwoven with one another by the end of it all, so it's gonna be a while before I get to flesh this out.

Say Don't Go

The Avengers x Doctor Who crossover story 😳👀

Back to You

This is probably gonna be the next series I start making because Phase 3 planning is complete for these incoming blorbos and I can't wait to start sharing their story with y'all 🥹💖

Captive Mind, Taken Heart

The Kilgrave v Loki story…aka the darkest story I might have in the works

The Midnights Collection

I have stories in mind for every single song in Midnights, and Phase 1 planning is complete 😳👀 Some of them are actually already out…the ones for "lavender haze", "paris", and "would've could've should've"

Stakes & Bounties

I'm not gonna say too much about this but I will say this… Pine v Wick 😳👀

np tags: @smolvenger @fictive-sl0th @mochie85 @lokisgoodgirl @lokischambermaid

[final-milf-ratchet]

Hey what do you think about Tfa Megamags but with my lesbian little twist on it

No spikes are involved. Only valves and only roboboobies

They clang in prison

I'm not usually a huge fan of megamags, but TFA megamags?

The drama, the history, the hate sex!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Also the fact of the matter is we NEED more lesbian sex in tf!! The beauty of sticky is that you can have both gay and lesbian sex 😤

And the idea of them fucking in a prison cell, bickering even as they desperately rub their valves together. 🤤🤤🤤😍😍😍🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

Megatron's all tied up, supposedly so he can't try and hurt Ultra Magnus but the real reason is so that Magnus can push Megatron into whatever position Magnus needs him in so that Magnus can rub up against his node. There's a bit of a size difference of course, but I like to think Magnus is wearing the cybertronian equivalent of a compression bra. They can't have the leader of Cybertron looking like a pin up model with massive tits after all ;)

Ugh seriously though, the thought of them where they can't even argue anymore they just moan and pant against each other as they get close to overload. Magnus rubbing and squeezing Megatron's nipples, teasing him by pushing his own (smaller) tits up again Megatron.

Megatron can't do anything but take it, tied down like he is...

Maybe next time Magnus brings a double sided dildo for them to share, big enough to satisfy Megatron, meaning it stretches Magnus out so much, but Magnus is determined their going to ride it together ;)

[holdmytesseract]

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sending you a bit of Magnus to start off this fine Tuesday 💖🫡

Omg... 😳 What a way to start this Tuesday, indeed... 🥵 Thank you so much! 😍

Look at that sweet boy... 😍 I just wanna run my hands through his curls. 😍

[rebelren]

I can't believe I have not one but two ships with a bisexual 🩷💜💙, fabulous 💁‍♀️, magical ✨ PoC 👨🏾.

Alec 🏹 and Wylan 🧪 are a bit more different than Magnus 🪄 and Jesper 🪙, but they're both gay 🏳️‍🌈, both have pasts they're trying to let go of/move away from 👋, and both adore their beautiful magic men 😍, so it feels like there's quite a bit of overlap there too...

As for Magnus and Jesper, the parallels are obvious, no? Freewheeling bisexuals 💖 ahoy! (And if you headcanon Jesper's kilts as skirts 👗, as I am often wont to do, they both play with gender and presentation as well.)

Most of all, in both ships, I love each character individually and love how the ship enriches each of their lives and experiences.

There are myriad ways they're all different too, and those are delightful as well, but I find myself amazed and amused by the ways they're similar. Just. Like. Of fucking course the first time since Magnus and Alec I fall so hard would be for Jesper and Wylan... 🤣

Badass 💪 competent 🥵 bi 💗 magic 🔮 men and their badass 💪 competent 🥵 gay 🌈 partners forever!

(Are the emojis annoying? I hope not. I had fun with them.)

[magnus-the-maqnificent]

Alec tryna maintain his HOTI persona on patrol with the new recruits while Magnus’ magic is leaking from his wedding ring constantly tryna cuddle with him

Ehem, can we just talk about how hot he looks??? 🥵

But also, yeeee that's so cute 😍

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

Hiadt Magnus in the on call room calling his new housemate to ‘check on Chairman’

Alec: sorry I um, just got out of the shower

Magnus: it’s fine 😳 (😭🥺🥵)

ITS BETTER THAN FINE. YOU ARE FINE

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BESTIE HOLY FUCKQUE I'M A WHOLE WHORING WRECK OVER THIS MAGNUS 🥵🥵🥵

I love how layered Mara's attitude toward Magnus was. Like she actually likes him but she doesn't wanna let it show so she tries to bury it in her bias against police and the fact that they're just so different from each other. And then the sweet lil angel-faced babey is just out here giving as good as he gets but his outburst of "What did I ever do to you?" just shows that this actually is affecting him because he has a thing for her too 🥹💖

And the smut?? Holy fuckque the smut?? The second he realized what she actually packed and he pulled a whole ass gear shift and went full menace?? 🥵🥵 Mara was so real for folding the way she did like that chin tilt was more than enough holy fuckque--

And the way that he wanted to actually take his time and worship her but he adjusted to what she wanted just had me kicking my feet like he's precious and a lil menace your honor, and I love him 😮‍💨 Then with the little kissies at the end like you know that he's definitely gonna be taking his sweet time with her on Round 2.

This was so amazing, bestie holy fuckque 🫠 Thank you so much for rolling with my request and giving us sweet menace Magnus 🥹💖

An imagine to distract you while you're travel-stranded:

Imagine Magnus & Reader are away on an undercover mission and he finds a lil vibe in her suitcase 👀

Hi, my dear @muddyorbs!

And thank you for this prompt. It definitely kept my mind active during travel stranding and beyond. I kind of had it in my head that our OFC would be a bit of a Lisbeth Salander type and they would be at each other's throats until...well...you know. Hope you enjoy!

Magnus Martinsson fanfic, Magnus Martinsson x OFC, smut!, one shot, enemies to lovers (well...fuckers?), hostile but very consensual fucking, Minors DNI

Word count: about 3000 (sorry...bit of a honker. Worth it. I promise).

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Bullets

Mara rolled her black-lined eyes when the call from Wallander came in. “Mara, are you still freelancing? We really need a tech wizard on this one.”

“Cute euphemism, Kurt...points for flattery. You need a hacker who will do the dirty work so your little lapdog techie can keep his hands clean while micromanaging me.”

Wallander sighed, and quipped sarcastically, “Why, yes, Mara, I'm doing very well, thanks. How are you today? Still your charming self, I see. By the way, you're on speaker. ” He looked across the conference table to where Martinsson (said lapdog techie) was glaring at his superior for putting him in this situation yet again.

Mara's eyes scanned around her tiny apartment full of computer equipment and old band tee shirts piled in an ever-increasing mound of black cotton. In her own mind, she'd named it Mount Doom. “Oh you know, Kurt, living that rich girl high life,” she replied in a prickly tone, toking on the remains of a joint from the night before. “And whose fault is it that I'm on speaker, hm? Really. You should know better by now.” She blew smoke out in a resigned exhale, “Alright Wallander, tell that minion of yours I'm in. I'm sure he'll be delighted.”

Kurt raised his voice. “His name is Magnus, or Detective Martinsson and I'd appreciate it if you stop calling him 'lapdog' or 'minion' especially to his face as you seem rather fond of doing...”

“Alright Kurt, see you tomorrow,” she said interrupting his lecture to end the conversation.

“Charming,” Magnus groaned.

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“The same room?” Mara said, with an air of annoyance, hauling her bags up the hill to the rundown Motorlodge.

Martinsson sighed and said with an edge of frustration, “Yes Mara, the same room. We can't work together from different rooms.”

“Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot, minion! I know that, but I thought that at least when we're taking shifts we'd have our own space to rest. It could be days! It would have been nice if the police department had sprung at least for adjoining rooms. I'd even tolerate sharing a bathroom with you if...”

Magnus stopped in his tracks, putting a hand up so she nearly stumbled directly into him. “Can you please, please not do this? I'm just here to do my job, just like you are. Can we try not to be at each other's throats?” As he said it she couldn't help looking at his throat, that pretty pale neck and sharp jawline she'd love to suck on and bite and make him moan while...

“Mara!” he barked, snapping her out of her lurid daydream.

“Okay...fucking hell. Okay,” she said, shouldering past him to enter the little 70's time capsule of a room. He fortified himself with a deep breath, stepping into her wake.

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“Well,” she said, between sips from the paper cup, “At least the Bates Motel has a pretty decent coffee machine.”

They both laughed and smiled to each other, faces bathed in the blue glow of computer screens; a rare truce. They had set up efficiently, both very good at their jobs and surprisingly good at working together despite the personality clashes.

“See?”

“See what?” Mara asked, sitting forward to scan the screen.

Magnus put a finger on her chin to turn her face towards him instead. “See how nice it can be when we actually just have a pleasant cup of coffee together and work?”, he elaborated. It was adorable, she had to admit...those big innocent blue eyes and golden curls making him look like a particularly naïve, hopeful and, possibly stupid, angel. But from his work and credentials, she knew he was far from idiotic; just sweet, gullible, optimistic. And as he was staring at her with that sweet dumb incredibly handsome face, it just made her inexplicably angry, like his kindness was some kind of trick.

She shrugged, and took a sip to avoid looking at him, then stated, “Their hard drives will take hours to clone. It's a waiting game for now.” She yawned and cracked her knuckles, stretching up from the uncomfortable chair to flop onto the tacky paisley comforter. A sliver of orange glow from the setting sun slid between the heavy curtains, illuminating her body, and Magnus couldn't help but notice that like that, in this wash of golden hour light, she really was very pretty. Yet, for some inexplicable reason Mara seemed almost determined not to be, with her prickly personality and tent-like clothes hiding her rather nice curves. What a shame he thought.

Magnus took the opportunity to move too, rising to his feet and stretching his long arms over his head. Mara peeked at him with one surreptitiously open eye to drink in the sharp dips and muscle of his lower belly and hips as his shirt raised, ever so slightly, to show skin. Why does he have to have the body of a fucking Greek god? Jesus Christ. Eyes wondering south, hoping to catch a glimpse of the rather generous outline in his pants, she saw where his service revolver was strapped to him in a shocking interruption of black metal and leather. It didn't suit such a soft, posh, pretty boy to be toting around a gun like some cowboy. Having come from a wealthy suburb, Martinsson could never understand the grip of fear firearms held on poor neighborhoods like hers. She didn't like guns, and she didn't like the criminals or the cops who didn't seem to mind using them liberally in her childhood neighborhood while everyone else was caught in the crossfire.

“Do you have to wear that thing?” Mara asked, gesturing to the holster. “It's only me. I'm like a foot shorter than you and you could probably kill me with your bare hands if you wanted. Are there bullets in it now?”

Magnus turned to her, eyes soft and considerate. “Well, yes. It's part of the job. We have to wear them at all times on the clock and they have to be loaded. And it's not you I'm afraid of, Mara,” he said, sitting beside her on the bed, looking at his hands. “It's you I need to be ready to protect if things go south.”

Mara turned to perch on her elbow and look up at him, genuinely swooning for a second before she recovered hastily, coating it with sarcasm. “Awww...my hero. This is why they call you The Prince Charming of Ystad? And I know damn well you're afraid of me.”

“Not afraid...annoyed. Are you allergic to having a single genuine moment of humanity between us? What have I ever done to you?” he huffed sounding wounded, and standing up again to pace.

She groaned, standing up to face him, admitting to herself that she had been especially hard on him, and she couldn't even be entirely sure why (or at least, she wouldn't admit why, not even to herself). “Look, Magnus, I'm sorry, really.”

“Really?” he said cautiously, distrustful and surprised.

“Yeah..yeah, really. I've been such a bitch to you.”

As Magnus spotted the unprecedented chink in her armor, it set off the explosion of a tirade. It finally released itself from his mouth after brewing for months and he was powerless to stop it. “Listen. I don't know why you're like this, Mara, really I don't. I haven't done a bloody thing to deserve this, neither has Kurt.”

Mara felt a little fizzle of fear at the mounting growl in his voice, and she felt a little ashamed, but also aroused. It was deeply confusing.

“I wasn't socialized enough as a puppy. Why the fuck do you think, pretty boy? You're cops. I don't like cops. I don't like what you stand for...your mindless conformity...”

Magnus' voice rose, “Did it occur to you that some of them, Kurt and I for example, chose this life to protect people? Because we care about people, even people like you who hate us. And I'm not saying you don't have a good reason to hate the police, but you don't have to hate us. We're on your bloody side. And...and you think you're so clever and rebellious with your bitch act and your black hair dye....and and...your edgy jewelry,” he continued, reaching down to her open bag where there was an unusual silver necklace, with a heavy bullet for a pendant. He lifted it saying, “Oh so you don't like guns and bullets, but you'll wear them to look oh so cool and fashionable? What a fucking hypocrite...”

Mara was thunderstruck (and frankly excited) by his anger but the end of his little speech made her want to laugh hysterically. He had no idea that what he was holding was a state-of-the-art vibrator, beautifully designed to multitask as a piece of jewelry styled after an actual bullet. She thwarted her chuckle to say simply, “Please put that back. It was expensive.”

Magnus blinked in confusion, as if slapped by her unexpected response. As he moved to put it back, one of his long fingers fumbled around it, accidentally pressing a hidden button. As he dropped it back on top of her bag of toiletries, it began to buzz. The detective narrowed his eyes, mouth agape as the gears turned in his lovely head. “Is...is your necklace...vibrating. Holy shit...is that a...”. His broad Cheshire cat smile unfurled across his face, as he began to chuckled in long breathy laughs.

Now it was her turn to be angry...not to mention mortified. She darted her hand out to switch it off, crossed her arms, and stormed to the other side of the room. “Oh this is rich,” he purred out in his deep delicious voice. “Why did you bring that? And when on earth did you expect to have the time and privacy to use it?”

She yelled, “That's none of your business! And I thought we'd have separate rooms.”

He moved closer, now standing directly in front of her. She felt that looking into his bright eyes might sear her like a laser, so she settled for looking forward at his chest. Then his long soft fingers, tucked themselves under her chin, raising her eyes to his, as he asked in a deep intimidating voice, “Mara, why did you really bring that with you?”

Fuck. She could see why he was so good at interrogations. This is the kind of man it was no use lying to. She sputtered, “Be...because I know it might be a few days and...”

“And?” he prompted, taking a step closer.

She fumbled nervously, “And...and...because I knew I'd be trapped with you strutting around with your perfect fucking body and your pretty fucking face and your sweet fucking disposition, and I'd have to take care of myself if I wanted to think straight...okay?”

His smile dropped even as the heat of excitement coursed through his body. Magnus could see she was flustered, defenses down, nearly to the point of tears. Finally it occurred to him; so this is why she was so mean, so prickly and defensive towards him... because she liked him so much. She was harboring a hopeless school girl crush and assumed all of his kindness towards her...his goodness...was some kind of joke to mock her. She ignored the reality that he paid attention to her because he liked her too. She excited and intrigued him, but that all turned to bitter frustration that she would never let him near her. He just kept encountering all that barbed wire around her and finally quit trying to breach it...until now.

“Mara,” he said her name reverently like a prayer, in a low gentle whisper, full of empathy and kindness. He moved his hand from where it still was propped under her chin, to cradle her face. Neither of them could say who moved first as they crashed together, but before they knew it they were latched onto each other's hot mouths, kissing, licking, biting, barely able to breathe and neither of them minded.

He moved to her neck, sucking it hungrily then growled into her ear, “You think that little gadget could hold a fucking candle to me?”. She moaned in response, sliding her shaking fingers to begin unbuttoning his shirt while he worked at his pants and his holster. He was peeled out in moments, looking absolutely mouthwatering in nothing but his underwear. Mara tore her shirt and bra off over her head, then pressed the swell of her breasts against his firm torso, while her lips rejoined his. Her leg swung around his waist as she licked up his throat, bit his earlobe playfully and said, “Pull my hair. Call me a bitch again...”

He was panting as he said, “I...didn't call you a bitch...I said it was a 'bitch act'...”.

She gathered his curls between her fingers and tugged while she bit at his lovely throat, drawing a nearly-pornographic moan from the young cop. “I said, call me a bitch, you pedant.”

It was adorable, how he struggled to get the word out. He was the type of well-bred man who had trouble calling a woman anything other than “Miss”, which made it even hotter when his eyes darkened and his mouth twisted as he growled out, “You delicious bitch” and wrapped his big hand around her ponytail, yanking sharply. She was grinding against he thick erection, teasing him, desperate for him, until he stopped her with a bruising grip on her hips and met her eyes. “You called me a lapdog, huh? Well, there's only one lap I'm interested in being in,” he said in a velvety purr as he tugged her pants and panties off of her, pushing her onto the bed completely naked, as he snaked between her legs, biting and sucking ravenously at the soft flesh of her inner thighs, breath ghosting against her soaked pussy. She wove her fingers into his hair with surprising gentleness as she sighed and writhed while he kissed his way up.

When he licked the first firm line up her slit she arched her back and gasped out, “Holy fuck,” while he chuckled against her skin and she could feel his smile.

“Mmmm...you're even more delicious than I imagined,” he confessed, and the idea of him jacking off, thinking about this only aroused her more.

He began to suck delicately on her clit and swirl his tongue, bringing her close to the brink in mere moments. She lifted his head gently and said, “Wait...wait.”

His big, bright eyes met hers, solicitous and concerned as he panted out, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah...yeah amazing,” she said, smiling, “I just want to come on your cock. I want to feel you inside.”

“Shut up and fuck me you cocky little shit,” she barked out playfully, making them both smile. “Prove to me that that little trinket will never satisfy me again, detective.”

“Oh darling...” he purred as he crawled farther up the bed to kiss her, sharing her own taste with her. He stood up for a moment to slide his boxers off, revealing his cock (which was just as gorgeous as the rest of him), stroking it lightly in one big hand.

“Jesus Christ,” she gasped when she saw it, big and flushed with a tantalizing drip of precum. She crawled over to him and taking it into her mouth hastily, dying to savor it. He groaned in ecstatic surprise at the feeling of her hot mouth around him, her clever tongue caressing the hard length. He combed his hand through her hair, chuckling softly, teasing, “eager, are we darling?”

He pinned her on her back, caging her between his strong arms, “Cocky, yes....little...well, my dear, I think we both know that's just a bit inaccurate.” His tone changed as he settled between her legs, and his hand stroked her cheek gently. He asked, “You're okay? This is okay?”

“Yes...please...just go in slowly?”

He nodded.

Magnus eased in gently, as they both gasped at the decadent feeling of his cock inside her slick, warm walls, adjusting to each other. “Mmmm. God...yes,” she purred, stroking his sharp cheekbone with her soft little hand. Meeting his eyes she said, “Magnus?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Now, please, fuck me like a whore.”

It rough and relentless as Magnus drove into her again and again while her legs clamped tight around him, calves bouncing on the muscular curve of his ass as he moved. The wave of both of their orgasms crashed quickly and simultaneously as they rode it out, making a mess of the old duvet, and collapsing naked against each other, spent and smiling. Mara massaged Mangus' head as he rested it against her breasts. He trailed little pecks along the soft skin, sighing contentedly. She peeked over his lovely golden fleece to see where the blue-glowing monitors were still reporting their downloads in progress with lots of time to go. Idly she said, “Looks like this is going to take longer than we thought.”

“Oh no, whatever shall we do in the meantime,” Magnus chimed in from where he had begun lapping his tongue over her tits, as they both laughed in an all encompassing high of relief.

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[youngreckless]

Every time I see one of Taylor Swift’s tiktok’s I’m just like AKSJAKAJAKAJAKAK cause like… HOW DOES SHE GET MORE BEAUTIFUL EVERY TIME FROM THE LAST TIME I SAW HER 😭😭😭😭😭

Istg that woman is the definition of aging like fine wine 😭😭😭😭

LITERALLY SAY THAT!!!! this is me everytime there's a new tiktok of her:

also i'm still not over the last one. she looks so fucking good in those jeans 😭😭😭

[borathae]

Yoongi’s long monster tongue 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 I’m not okayyyyy god i just want to read ‘magnus venatio’ so so so bad girlieee it’s so unfair that you know what’s happening and we don’t 🥺🫢🫢

Because i’m a horny and thirsty bitch…i have a few questions for Yoongie Boongie 😌😌

- Yoongi Boongie 💜 Do you like being submissive in bed just with oc or would u like to try it with…idk Kook?

- Do you still like to watch when oc is intimate with Kook? ( with Tae?)

- What do you think about chastity? Like as a kink? 😌

Yoongi's long moNSTER TONGUE 🥴🥴🥴I also want you guys to read MV jsjsj no joke this story is so long already and yet so far from being finished sjjsjs

ALSO YES GIVE ME THOSE CHARACTER ASKS QUESTIONS YOONGI IS IN A TALKACTIVE MOOD TODAY 🥺

"Could Kookie even do something like dominate me?" Yoongi says and chuckles, "but sure, if it makes him happy, I'll let him."

He listens to your second question, "Not with Taehyung. I don't want to know what this brat does during sex", he says rather coldly, "Kookie is a different story, I'd have to watch him to make sure that nothing happens to her."

He begins smirking upon hearing your third question, eyes lighting up in mischief.

"It's a good kink", he says, becoming silent in mystery afterwards.