#have a mut who wants me to tag

[shiroxix]

hey gamer, 2, 12, 18, 22, 27, 29, 31

2. Game you are currently playing.

Baldur's Gate 3. That's actually why I didn't answer these. I reblogged that post and then went to play BG3 and completely forgot about it. I even read this ask on my phone before getting on and whoops... 12. A character you particularly like in the game you are currently playing.

Aw geeze. There are a LOT of NPCs I'm super endeared to, but everyone's gonna wonder who my favorite of the main companions is and that is... really hard. I am currently in the middle of Act 2 (0 spoilers for me please) and so far each of them has done something to make me angry at them, so while I like them, I am not currently overly fond of anyone in-particularly. Besides Withers. Withers is perfect and I kiss his perfect head. (It's Wyll, I like Wyll the most as a person, but I can't stand how he approaches romance (monogamy is gross!) so I can't fuck him, unfortunately.) 18. A game location you really like.

There are so many. Ancient Cistern (Skyward Sword) is my favorite Zelda dungeon, hands down. I think it's gorgeously designed both game-play wise and visually. I also really love Clock Town from Majora's Mask. I also found myself super endeared to Tarry Town in Breath of the Wild and then Hateno Village in Tears of the Kingdom. Something about Zelda games is so... cozy. Special shout out to Eruyt Village and Golmore Jungle from FF12. 22. A game ending that really stuck with you.

Off by Mortis Ghost really got me. I think about that one a LOT. Also the end of Final Fantasy X killed me as a child. But Tears of the Kingdom is at the top of this list right now. 27. A game you love the atmosphere of.

Final Fantasy XIV. Majora's Mask was also a contender for this title. As was Undertale, really. But FF14 has a way of making it feel like I am coming home every time I open it up. Something about it just puts me at ease. 29. On average, do you have one game or multiple games going at a time?

Usually just the one. I have ADHD-I (inattentive type), so one thing will completely consume my attention for a few months and then I'll be onto the next thing. I'm very bad at multi-tasking. 31. Someone who has never played a game before but is open to trying any genre. What game would you recommend as their first?

Super Mario Bros. That was my first game. I think it does a good job of introducing someone to what a video game is without being overwhelming. However, if they are a little more technology-literate and want to try something story-based, I honestly think Ocarina of Time would be a good introduction. That was the game that made me fall in love with fantasy games and story-based games.

[poetry-protest-pornography]

Okay, Love Sea ep 1, finally!

This place is so pretty, I wanna go

Rak is going to this island to be a supermodel, I guess

Jfc Fort is so attractive, ugh

Did he just push that man overboard because of a pen?

Seriously, why is he so fancy?

Side note: I actually love that Rak looks expensive. It not only sells the "rich guy on vacation/fish out of water" thing, but it also places him apart from this tight knit island community and from casual tourists. It makes it clear that he's not comfortable in himself here, because he's dressing specifically to hold himself apart from the rest of them.

It also gives fun opportunities to see him relax through his wardrobe. Also, Peat is just really beautiful, and he wears it all so well

Rak is so grumpy 😆 I love rich bitch Peat already

The casual "I'm borrowing this" and Mut being zero percent fazed by Rak's bitchiness is so attractive and also immediately introduces and characterizes the setting and Mut both. Super well done

Baby those are not island shoes

I love that Mut clocked that Rak needed to be knocked down a peg and spoke so he couldn't understand him. He's establishing right off the bat that he's not intimidated or particularly impressed with Rak's attitude, and I love it. They're doing characterizations so well so far? Honestly really impressed to get this from Mame

The knocking a little tune on the window 🤣🤣🤣

Oh. I already don't like Vi. Like. A lot don't like her

JA IS HERE?!

A lovely surprise Ja!

Baby is stressed

I love that everyone who looks at Rak is like "this guy is sooo pretty". They're right and they should say it. Just look at him

This waiter is just like "oh, you know my friend? Let me tell you all his business (because you're his type, shh)"

Rak's momentary disappointment at the "women" part, and then his incredulous "that guy?!" when the waiter pointed out the guy who's staying because of Mut were incredible. Peat's acting is excellent here

I love that literally the whole island is just "that's our boy, isn't he wonderful!" about Mut. He deserves all that praise

"more like a cat, you'll know when you see him" Yep. That's like, 5 "Rak is a cat" references so far

35,000 bath is only like, $1000usd. I know money is different in Thailand than here, but idk if I'd put up with that grumpy man for a whole two weeks for that little

I was very concerned that this was going for some really gross colorism, and I'm very glad that it very quickly established that Rak is being made fun of for being an uptight rich jerk and projecting superiority all over the place

Rak: *seduction mode activated*

Mut: wow, where did all your hair go?

Thank goodness.

"don't you feel anything at all? I'm way hotter than that guy getting the bar!" Oh baby, this i didn't want you act is not fooling anybody

Rak just sent him another line, thousand dollars over breakfast. "You had me at 5k" 🤣🤣🤣

What a great fucking line

"Keep being arrogant and you'll hurt yourself". Mut is a king, actually

The caught punch and the "I can do more" while he laced their fingers was A Lot. Wow. These two do tension SO WELL

Oh I really don't like Vi

I feel like a lot of GL now is at where BL was a couple years ago. Which is to say a lot toxic. But this is a shitty way to introduce a character. Instantly unlikeable. "I'm going to be so shitty to you and use class politics to use you, but it's okay because I have a crush on you". I haaaaate it

Oh no, Fort looking at his hand and smiling softly is giving my PaiSky flashbacks and I'm gonna cry (I know someone made this side by side gif, please tag me)

What Mame book is Rak writing rn? 🤣

God Fort is so hot, how dare he (had a conversation with @hotasfahrenheit about how hot he is, and I've been informed that we get to see stretch marks at some point and that makes me feel crazy, actually? I love that he's visibly tan, I love that he has imperfections. He's so insanely attractive and it's so much hotter when he's a real person -- and not whitewashed)

Rak running around this boat like an excited puppy is adorable

And now, pouty time because he got yelled at for leaning too far over the edge 😆

Oh no

That hug and little kiss on the temple are going to haunt me. What a beautiful moment. And absolutely bonkers for two people who have known each other for five minutes

Their acting has really grown, I'm so proud of them

Are you hungry for clams or for me? Lol. The "hungry" metaphor for sex never fails in BL. Never miss an opportunity to make the joke

Ughhhh:

He's so beautiful what the fuck

Well. That was a hell of a first episode. Cannot wait for more

[heretherebedork]

Hi,

I have a question about your comments on Love Sea. Genuinely no hate, I’m just curious. Are you saying that, because we should have clear, enthusiastic consent 100% of the time in real life (which is obviously completely correct and I’m not disagreeing with that at all), we cannot/should not ever explore anything other than that in fiction? I’m not disagreeing that Mame romanticises a specific dynamic that includes ignoring ‘no’ in a way that would be completely wrong, immoral, and criminal, in real life, but this isn’t real life. If people enjoy that dynamic in fiction, and that is the dynamic Mame wants to write, and that viewers expect from her, isn’t that up to them? Even if they do also praise better representations of consent in other shows, isn’t it possible they enjoy seeing this dynamic explored, in fiction, but are also glad it’s not the only representation of consent out there and that there are also others that are closer to what would be appropriate in reality. It doesn’t have to be either/or, does it?

So. The answer to this is dear lord I didn't tag the show for a reason.

But also.

The answer to that is that sometimes it works. When Mut was carrying Rak into the sea and Rak was saying no and they were both laughing and it was fun and teasing? That was fine! That was a no that obviously wasn't meant as a serious no and was joking.

But when Mut was dragging him out to his motorbike and he was protesting the entire time and telling him he didn't want to go and didn't want to be there and to stop and Mut had to literally scare him to make him go with? That's not okay. Because that is literally takin g no means no and making it a joke.

The dynamic being explored here works in so many contexts without specifically making 'no means no' into a joke. There are so many ways that this kind of dynamic can work that doesn't have to specifically be 'man, isn't it romantic the way he ignored his no?'

I don't tag the show in my posts because I don't want to show up in the tag or bother people who enjoy this. I use specific tags to let people easily block my posts.

But the honest answer is that making it works and exploring the dynamic also includes acknowledging what you're exploring in the process. And neither MAME nor her fans are doing that. Typically fans write this off as romantic and sexy and not as anything they wouldn't want in real life. I've had people argue with me for literal pages about the diary reading scene in the Other Show and how it was so needed and romantic and just...

Look, I like codependency in fictional romances! It's not romantic in real life but I love it in fiction. It's one of my favorite tropes. I love Love Syndrome III and it's toxic as fuck. But that show knew it was toxic and fully embraced that it was toxic and didn't try to write that as the romance but rather as a fucked up relationship that was what the two leads wanted despite how toxic it was. And I loved it! A+!

The problem with exploring a dynamic without acknowledging that you're exploring the dynamic is that it turns no means no into a joke in the show and that's... that's just unpleasant.

People are free to explore things and enjoy things and I specifically don't tag my criticism with the show for that reason. But the problem is that people talk about how sexy all of this and enjoy it and will be very clear, just like MAME was last episode about 'people asked why characters do things' that what they want is... whatever that means, I guess?

I post criticism that is specifically tagged to let people avoid it because I want people to know what I think and that I do see these shows and can offer criticism but also that it's not for the fans of the show because it's specifically tagged for them to avoid.

[ramp-it-up]

Bar All Else

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Reader x Barkeep! Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: Its Endgame for you three.

Part 12 of The Bar AU. This happens right after Good Morning.

Word count: 5K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. S/MUT! Read at your own risk. This has Everything: Angst, fluff, family holiday, coming out, polyamory, mlm. PWP, digital p, double p, anal, extreme oral, boys kissing, degradation kink, fun in the shower, praise kink, proposal in a home under construction (I had to do it.)

A/N: Please heed the warnings. Remember, feedback is gold. Let me know what you think!

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The next morning, afternoon really, Andy and Frank somehow untangled themselves from you and were busy in the kitchen, making food that smelled divine. You sat up, stretched, and smiled, your body deliciously sore from the night’s, and morning’s activities.

Your heart skipped a beat at the thoughts running through your mind as you heard their soft murmuring from the other room. They were trying not to wake you, even though it was one o’clock in the afternoon. 

Doubts plagued your mind. Could you actually have both of them, could you be committed to two men? Did they really want a future with you, or just sex?

You chewed your lip and began to overthink as you took a quick shower and dressed in one of Andy’s flannels. You caught Frank and Andy smiling at each other over coffee as you padded into the kitchen.

“...Morning…”

Your voice was timid, shy even, and as they looked over and took you in, you were blushing as if you three hadn’t shared the most intimate acts a few hours ago.

“Good morning, Baby Doll.” 

Frank smiled at you and moved to come and kiss you on your forehead. You smiled up at him, basking in the warmth he gave you. Andy took you in wearing his shirt and in Frank’s arms, and his heart picked up pace.

How could a sight be more perfect? He moved toward you.

“Morning, Sweetheart. Did you rest well?”

You embraced Andy with your other arm, beaming up at him. 

“I slept like a rock. I was tired out for some reason.”

You winked up at him and smirked at Frank, realizing that this situation was definitely really happening.

“Hmmmm.”

Andy took your shoulders in his hands and looked at your face, concerned, as Frank moved to dish up the food.

“Are you alright? We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

Andy was terrified at this moment. You saw the fear in his eyes and stood on tiptoe to peck his lips.

“I feel divine, well used, and satisfied. For now. Daddy.”

Andy exhaled and pulled you into him, eyes darkening. You could feel him thicken through his sweatpants.

“And we aim to keep you that way…”

Andy stared down at you, thinking that you really were a goddess. 

Frank cleared his throat behind you. 

“But first, let’s eat.” 

You raised your eyebrow over your shoulder at your other lover.

“Food, Baby Doll,” Frank intoned.

You giggled as Andy swept you off your feet and onto a barstool.

“What do you want, Baby Doll? An omelet, or French toast with bacon?”

You looked between the two men, eyes twinkling.

“Who says I can’t have both?”

You spent the lazy Sunday afternoon watching movies and pretending the outside world didn’t exist. Frank and Andy lavished attention, food, and water on you, making sure that you were alright. They didn’t want you to bolt again. You sensed their anxiety.

But you couldn’t stay in denial all day.

Andy was reading with your head in his lap, and Frank was massaging your feet at 7:02 pm as you scrolled your phone you let them have the truth.

“Guys…”

They both looked at you.

“I gotta go home. I have to go to work in the morning.”

Frank’s face fell and you looked up to see that Andy’s mirrored his. You sat up.

“I know. It’s been a beautiful weekend, but if I stay here, I would never want to leave. And we all have jobs. Time to go back to the real world.”

“This could be the real world, Baby Doll…”

You cocked your head at Frank and Andy spoke before you could ask your question.

“What he means is that we’d like to book you every Saturday night for the foreseeable future, Sweetheart.”

Andy and Frank shared a look as your heart melted. 

“And maybe a couple of nights during the week?”

Frank’s voice was hopeful. You thought this was going fast, but hell, you had wasted enough time. You smiled at them. 

“That sounds real nice.”

Your heart warmed as both of your men kissed you on the cheek. It was so pure. You all stood up they watched as you went into the bedroom to grab some of Andy’s sweats and the rest of your things. They had their heads together when you came out, but stopped and led the way to take you home. This time, when they took you home, you let them into your small apartment and it seemed that they filled up every available space. It was after 8 pm and you already felt lonely, although they were still there.

“I have something to tell you.”

Frank stood up straight, and Andy clenched his jaw, as if they were bracing form something. You were glad that you’d waited until you got home, or they would not have let you leave.

“I love you. I love you both.”

You felt hands on your waist, pulling you between them in your small living room. You peered into the ocean blue eyes in front of you.

“Say it again. Say that you love me.”

“I love you Frank.” 

You smiled up at him, realizing it was the first time.

“Fuck, I love you too, Baby Doll.”

You kissed him, pressing your body full length against his. Andy was right there bedside you. You reached for him while you were kissing Frank. When Frank released you, you turned and kissed Andy.

“And I love you, Andy”

“Fuck, I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. You know that,”

You kissed Andy tenderly. Then you leaned against the doorframe to your bedroom as they stood on either side of you. You felt like a rabbit in a wolves’ den, about to be devoured. The tension was thick but no one moved.

“So, what’s the rest of your night look like?”

Andy’s voice was gruff as he eyed your small bed. His mind was whirling with possibilities. Frank’s warmth behind you had you weak. 

“I-I was going to take a nice, hot bath. And then go to bed. I usually get up at 6:30 to go to the gym, but…”

“You’ve had your workout already?”

Andy had that look in his eye. You gulped. Frank’s hands were on your arms as the goosebumps rose on your skin.

“It’s just the thought of you, wet in the bath, wet with sweat. I need your liquid on my tongue…”

Frank had a way with words, and his satin voice in your ear had you trembling.

“And we know you’re probably sore.. So you don’t have to if you don’t want to…”

Andy’s voice was a little bit desperate. As if he hadn’t had you and Frank a few hours before. He was insatiable.

“We just need to taste you again…see you cum…hear you tell us that you love us some more…” 

Frank was practically begging. You felt so powerful. You stepped away from them to catch your breath. You shook your head. These boys were dangerous, looking like every girl’s fantasy.

“Well. My bed is small. But my shower is pretty huge. And since I’m already wet… why don’t you join me?”

You said this as you left a trail of the clothes you were wearing on the floor. Andy and Frank followed suit, all three of you naked as you greedily reached for one another under the hot spray of your showerhead.

Andy and Frank left you softly snoring in your small double bed that night, satisfied that they had sufficiently put you to sleep. You dreamed of them all night long.

You awoke to the sweetest Good Morning texts from them in the group chat. Despite your physical reminder of the weekend’s activities, you felt amazing and ready to conquer the week.

Your friends at work only smiled and winked at you, all except for Tia, who wanted all the details. You told her a little, but not everything, and all of your people supported you. 

This really could be a thing, you thought.

For the next three weeks, you lived in a blissful bubble, dating Frank and Andy separately one night a week each, and going as far as heavy petting with each individually. You saved the good good for the weekend when you were all together, and it was only then that you let yourself fully succumb.

When the weekend before Thanksgiving rolled around, you felt guilty for having plans to go home.

“It’s okay, Baby Doll. It’s only for a few days.”

You looked at Andy across the room as Frank held you in his arms. From the way your bearded lover clenched his jaw, you knew he didn’t like it, but he’d never admit it.

“He’s right Sweetheart, you’ll be back in no time. Remember that we love you.”

“And I love you both, too.”

The train ride home gave you time to think. You actually felt like you were leaving your real family behind in Boston. You wanted Frank and Andy. For as long as they wanted you, and you weren’t ashamed of it. You had to tell your family because you weren’t going to hide.

At Thanksgiving dinner, you kept peeking at your phone and smiling into your lap. God, you missed your two sweethearts. You answered the question of who you were texting when your mother asked. It was a big hit at the dinner table. The room erupted into scandalized expressions of fear and hate, but your mother surprised you when she defended you.

“Shut the hell up! She’s a smart girl, I mean woman. I don’t think she would be with someone who didn’t treat her right, now would you?” 

You stared at the person you thought would kick you out of the house when you told her, a lump in your throat.

You shook your head and smiled. 

“No, ma’am.” 

“And two good men? Tuh.  Let me know if you find any more.”

Your mother winked at you and then asked for someone to pass the mashed potatoes. 

After a heart to heart while cleaning up the kitchen that night, you floated off to sleep on a cloud of hope and possibilities, and when you boarded the train back to Boston, you were excited for an unnamed reason. 

You were greeted at the train station by Andy and Frank.

“Hey Sweetheart.”

Andy smiled at you and gave you a chaste kiss and hug.

“Baby Doll!”

Frank gave you a bear hug and twirled you around before he put you down.

You told them you were exhausted from traveling and they offered to take you to Andy’s place, promising to just hold you and be good. You just smiled and nodded, wanting to spend time with them.

The fireplace was on and the guys had started putting up Christmas decorations, including a new buffalo plaid throw over the back of Andy’s huge couch.

“Well this is cozy!”

You murmured as you took your jacket and scarf off and revealed a low cut thin pink cashmere sweater and jeans. 

Frank noticed that you weren’t wearing a bra and Andy’s eyes went to the tight jeans. They gave each other a look.

You went to the kitchen island to get out the popcorn popper.

“Let’s watch a scary movie!”

Frank and Andy hung back, watching you and your body move in the kitchen. They whispered to each other, remembering that you were tired.

“She’s trying to kill us.”

“No question.”

“Be strong.”

“Yes.”

“What are you guys mumbling about?

You turned around with the bowl of popcorn, bringing some kernels to your mouth, that Ruby Woo making your lips pop, especially when you sucked the butter off your fingers.

“I’m gonna get thirsty. Got anything I can drink?”

You looked up at them with those tits in that sweater and those lips and…

“You want water or spirits?” 

Andy cleared his throat and moved behind the island.

“Mmmmmm. Water.”

“So fucking cute, Baby Doll.”

“Thank you Frank.”

You batted your eyes at him as Andy handed you the ice water. You grabbed it with a smile and a kiss on his cheek, then moved to the couch with your goodies. Frank looked at your lip prints on Andy’s jaw and his silly look on his face and was jealous for an instant.

Frank reclined on the sofa, toeing his shoes off and putting his feet up on the coffee table while Andy got the movie ready to go. You sat next on Frank, but upright.

Frank patted the cushion beside him.

”Don’t you want to relax, Baby Doll?” 

You smiled and just crossed your legs, indicating your pink high heeled boots. Frank’s kryptonite..

“My shoes. Don’t want to get the couch dirty.” 

Frank licked his lips and started sweating as Andy shook his head. Frank was on his knees in an instant.

“Let me.”

You smiled, leaned back arching your spine and presenting your foot. The action made your breasts poke through your sweater and Andy squirmed. Watching Frank slowly and delicately take your shoes off didn’t make his pants any looser.

Frank was now wearing his own silly grin as he took his place beside you and you scooted next to him, curling your feet under you.

Andy cleared his throat.

“Are we ready?”

You nodded and smiled at him. And then Frank. This felt so good. You were content, wedged between your darling men, until the jump scares started, and then you were frightened, turning and hiding your face in Frank’s shirt, leg thrown over his. Andy wasn’t mad, because at this point, you were giving him all the ass. He slid closer to you and Frank and placed the throw over all three of you. And you fell asleep between the two people who were very likely to be the loves of your life.

Andy and Frank took you to brunch the next day, and to look at the unfinished condo space next to The Bar. The energy changed as you walked into the unfinished space, and as you looked between them, you saw excitement dancing in their eyes. The smell of raw wood and plaster invaded your senses and your heart rate rose. You got excited as well for all of the potential around you.  They both watched you as you slowly turned around, taking in the structure, which was basically an open concept for the entire floor, except for a couple of rooms roughed out on one end.

“We have about another month to finish the drywall, painting, and finishes.”

“Wow! This would be a great space for entertaining!”

Andy and Frank gave each other a look before Andy spoke.

“That’s what we were thinking.” 

“We’d have a little bar, and a kitchenette over here to help with food, and then open space for a table and mingling. This would be the guest suite for visitors.” 

Andy motioned to the roughed-out rooms.

Your smile slipped a little.

“What?” 

Frank picked up on your cues so well.

“Well… It’s your space, I was just thinking…” 

You looked at them.

 “I’ll just shut up. That sounds nice.”

“No, Sweetheart, ‘d Love your input.”

Frank spoke up.

“Yeah. The woman’s touch.”

You smiled at them, grinning again. 

“Well, I think the kitchenette and bar should be over there, it will improve the flow and allow space for more seating over here.”

“That’s an amazing idea. And you’re absolutely right.”  

Andy looked at Frank.  

“Why didn’t we think of that?”

Frank smirked at him. “Because we’re idiots.”

“True.” 

Andy smiled at him and then held his hand out to you.

“Let’s look at the rest of the space.”

You smiled and took Andy’s hand and followed him up the stairs, with Frank trailing behind you.

You emerged into another open space, but with a wall of windows on one side.

“This will be the more informal living space, with a movie screen there with more comfortable seating,” Frank pointed to a blank wall, “and the chefs kitchen over there.”

“I like that, and then whoever is prepping food, or if both of you are prepping, you can still see the screen.  You will have shades, automatic, I hope?”  

You looked at Andy and Frank.

“Both of us prepping food?” 

Andy moved closer to you, coming behind you and clasping you around the waist, lowering his head to brush your neck with his lips. 

“So you will have us cooking for you all the time?”  

You allowed yourself to fall into his embrace and hummed, inhaling the spice of his cologne for a minute until you really heard what he’d said. You hadn’t realized that you had closed your eyes until you opened them to see Frank staring at you with a silly look on his face.

“Wait, what?”  

You turned out of Andy’s grasp as Frank went and stood beside him.

“Before you freak out, there’s another floor.” 

Frank grabbed your hand this time.

“But…”

He ignored you as he led you up the stairs. You three came out on the third floor which had several walls for rooms constructed. They led you through three rooms of about the same size with two rooms off of each, and then a fourth, larger than the rest, with one semi-large room connected to it.

“What is all this?” 

Your heart was beating fast at the implication of what was happening.

“These are bedrooms, three with closets and en suites, and one with just an en suite bathroom.”

Frank indicated the largest room. You looked at them and went in to inspect the large room. It had a huge window and the bathroom was a very good size.

“We want the largest bed they make in here,” Andy looked at you as he spoke.

“One big enough for three people,” Frank responded.

Your mouth dropped open.

“And in the bathroom, a huge jetted tub,” Frank continued.

“One big enough for three people.” Andy looked so sincere. 

You were floored.

“Ummmm. So four bedrooms for how many people?”

“Three. We figured that individuals might want your privacy at times. But there might be times when we’d all agree to be together.”  

Andy was definitely nervous now. But you thought about what he said about the big bed.

“So these three people might all sleep together, or sleep separately?”

“Or maybe two would sleep together if one wants to be alone?” 

Frank’s voice made you turn toward him. 

“We didn’t want anyone forced to be in a shared space.”

They thought of everything.

“Sounds like an interesting arrangement.” 

You went to the window and looked out over Boston Harbor. It would be a beautiful view to wake up to. And to do it in between two beautiful men would be an added bonus.

You heard Andy’s voice next.

“And when children come, we can get a house out in the country, with lots of land for them to run around.”

You gasped and turned back to them to see the space where they had been empty. You looked down to see Andy and Frank both down on one knee. 

“Is that something you’d be interested in?”

Your hands were up around your mouth, and you didn’t know if you were breathing. This couldn’t be what you thought it was.

“What exactly are you two asking me?”

Frank spoke next.

“When you went to spend the holiday with your family, we decided that we couldn’t let another come and go without telling you how much we both want a family with you.”

You looked away from Frank to Andy, whose eyes tried to hold yours, but you couldn’t get caught up. Your eyes darted around the unfinished room. Everything was happening so fast.

Andy, then Frank reached into their pockets and brought out two rings, seemingly odd pear shaped diamonds in gold bands.

“We know it seems like a short time since we got back together, but we wanted to do this last year.”

The men looked at each other, and then back at you. Then, in perfect tandem, they said:

“Y/N Y/LN, will you marry us?”

You mouth was hinged open as you stared at them.

“You are the woman of my dreams, Baby Doll.”

“I can’t imagine life without you, Sweetheart.”

The blood was rushing in your ears and you opened your mouth.

Suddenly everything stopped and you yelled, “Yes! Hell yes I will marry you!”

You were in shock at what you’d just said as Frank and Andy both picked you up. Then they put you down and placed both rings on your hand, Andy’s first, and then Frank’s.  When they were both on your hand, the two diamonds formed a heart. Suddenly, the view was blurry.

“Oh my gosh. Andy! Frank!”

You looked up at them with tears falling down your face.

“Is this really happening?”

“You bet your ass, Baby Doll.” 

Frank beamed down at you as he kissed you.

“Absolutely, Sweetheart. You’re stuck with us. Both.”

“For life,” you said, smiling at both your men. 

Suddenly the energy changed. 

“Let’s go back to my place. To celebrate. With champagne.”

The look on Andy’s face made you shiver as you remembered your last encounter with Moët in the storeroom. Frank remembered watching that encounter on the camera, and you thought of that as you looked at him, remembering his confessions you over the last few weeks.

“Let’s go.”

You were more than ready.

If you didn’t know any better, you would think that your men were trying to get you tipsy. You were on your third glass of bubbly while you admired your ring on the couch as both men’s hands were up your shirt and they marked up your neck. You giggled, until Frank thrust his hand down your jeans, parting the thick lips of your cunt as Andy took over teasing both breasts.

“Oh.. oooohhh. Yes, Daddy. Pinch them harder.”

You arched your back as Andy did as you requested and Frank thrust two fingers inside you. You rode Frank’s fingers as Andy leaned down to minister to your nipples, sucking and licking them with an urgency.

“Missed you while you were away. So much.”

“It was just a couple of days, Silly.”

You laughed at your serious fiancé.

“Any time away from you is an eternity, Baby Doll.”

Frank leaned up to kiss you while he fingered you, then pulled Andy’s head up to slip his tongue into his mouth.

You came on Frank’s hand as you watched the two men kiss. They pulled apart, panting and staring at each other. Then they turned their eyes on you. They stood up as you did and watched you take off your pullover and watched as you unbuttoned your jeans and peeled them down your legs, showing them your perfect bottom.

“Can I have you both?”

“What a question.”

Frank chuckled and started undressing, watching Andy stroke himself outside of his pants as he watched both you you.

“I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Andy slowly undressed as he watched you reach for Frank to come around the back of the couch which you were facing. You leaned over and kitten licked his tip as the younger man threw his head back. Once naked, Andy came behind you and stroked your hair, running his hand down your spine, causing you to give him that arch. You looked behind you as you stroked Frank’s rigid cock.

“Stop teasing the man and give him your throat.”

You watched Andy get on his knees and start stroking himself as he parted your lips. Frank turned your head back around and painted your lips with his precum before shoving his cock in your mouth, filling your airway with his flesh. You moaned around him as Andy’s tongue licked you from clit to ass, inserting his tongue in every crevice. He played with your nub like taffy and had you, and by proxy Frank, on edge in no time.

You watched Andy and Frank on the bed kissing passionately. You got wet just watching them, it was so hot. Their cocks were so hard. Your heart started beating faster as you climbed on the bed, the kiss between them becoming a three-way. All three of your tongues met and danced. Soon, Andy and Frank broke away and their lips, tongues, and hands traveled to your neck, your ear, your breasts, or any sensitive part of your body that they knew so well. You knew you’d never experience such intense sensations than having these men’s hands and mouths on you.

Frank detached himself and lay back on the bed, his hard cock waving in the air. You moved to touch him, but he stopped you, grabbing your hand and pulling you up toward him.

“On my face Baby Doll. Need to taste you.”

Frank turned you around so that you faced his cock, and you climbed on carefully as he roughly pulled you down on his mouth. His tongue started doing unspeakable things to you and your eyes closed before they opened at the sound of another mouth slurping. You opened your eyes to see Andy licking and sucking Frank’s cock while staring at you. That powerful feeling returned and you took your nipples in your hand and teased them as you shivered on Frank’s lips and tongue.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Ride his face.”

You obeyed and pulled your nipples harder as you watched Andy cause Frank to moan into your cunt.

“How does it taste, Andy?”

He pulled off with a pop. 

“So good.”

Andy grinned at you.

“Wanna share?”

You smiled back and leaned over to tongue kiss Andy around Frank’s cock, causing him to come up for air and smack your ass as he groaned.

“Holy Fuck, that’s good!”

You start handling Frank’s balls and he started panting into your cunt.

“Fuck!”  

He breathed and went back in for more, inserting fingers to get what he wanted.

When you came on his tongue, Frank yelled at his own release, deep down Andy’s throat. After he recovered, he grabbed your ankle and pulled you to the edge of the bed, so that your ass was almost hanging off. He got behind you, took your legs and spread them wide, holding them open for Andy, who was panting and feral, watching the scene.

“Don’t just stare, Andrew!”

Andy took his cock and lined it up, looking up to watch your face as he slid in. He sheathed himself to hilt and you keened as you felt him pounding inside you.

“Oh Andyyyyyy!”

“Fuck! You got me about to come already. So gotdamn tight. Fits like a glove.”

He looked up at Frank.

“You don’t understand how good this feels…”

“The fuck I don’t. Feels amazing. Fucking you is a close second.”

You watched as Frank leaned over and grabbed Andy by the back of the neck and kissed him

“Fuckkkk!”

You moaned as your pussy got wetter at that sight and convulsed around Andy’s cock. He looked down at you, lips wet from the kiss.

“You like that?” 

Andy hissed as he started fucking into you slowly. Frank reached down and rubbed your nipples.

“You like to see your boys together?”

“Yesssss.”

Frank pulled Andy’s hair and kissed him again.

“Fuck. So hot.”

“Squeezing me like a vice, Sweetheart.”

“Make her cum on your cock, Baby.”

Frank held you down and open for Andy.

“I know how you like to run, so be a good girl and take it.”

Andy started snapping his hips harder, watching your face as Frank talked you through it, how you bit your lip when he twisted first one nipple, then the other. Before you knew it, Andy was pounding you ferociously as Frank spoke praise in your ear.

“Good girl, taking that pounding like a fucking champ. Your our cum hungry little cumslut, arent you? How bout you cum on Andy’s cock without anybody touching your clit, Beautiful Baby Doll. Then I can clean both of you up.”

“Oh Goddddddd!” 

Your eyes rolled back in your head and you exploded around Andy’s dick. Two sets of hands held you down to take it. Andy pounded you out and groaned as Frank did the same to him.

“Fuck, can’t… hold it.” 

“Give it to us, Baby. Soak that clit for me.

Andy pulled out and fisted himself over you, literally growling as he spurted all over your cunt. Your chest heaved as you and Frank both stuck your tongues out to catch some of Andy’s spend. 

“Suck a fucking good girl for us.”

Frank sucked the remaining cum off of Andy’s softening cock and then went to town on you as Andy rolled on his back beside you.

Andy looked at you and smiled at your half lidded eyes as Frank started feasting on your sloppy pussy.

He pulled your face toward him roughly.

“Look at me when our fiancé is eating you out.” 

His deep voice rumbled through you and met Frank’s moans as he lapped you up.

You whimpered, “Yes Daddy.”

Andy fondled your tits and then wrapped his hand around your throat at the same time Frank wrapped his lips around your clit to suck. It was insane how in sync they were.

Your back bowed as Frank sucked a massive orgasm out of you, and you swore you blacked out, because the next thing you knew, you were being lifted into the shower, and lovingly washed by two sets of hands. 

“I love you Frank. Love you Andy. I love you so much.”

“Love you too Baby Doll. Love you to the moon, Sweetheart. Now just relax.”

You were exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep between your future husbands, secure in the knowledge that barring anything, you would have love and security for the rest of your life.

[williamrikers]

Favorite Kisses Poll

i was tagged by @lurkingshan a while ago, thank you for the tag darling 🥰

there are so many beautiful kisses in bl, but here are some that changed the timeline for me personally. also i'm realizing that krist managed to get on this list twice, so congratulations to him 😁💕

propaganda:

vegaspete

once again, i am making an unfair poll by including something vegas-related. this kiss is the one that truly changed my life. the tension, the desire, the sheer fucking desperation in the way pete gripped vegas... the way they're smiling during the kiss, while also being insatiable for each other... this is poetic cinema to me. why even put other kisses on this list, am i right 😮‍💨

mutrak

i have rewatched this kiss an embarrassing amount of times. this is my happy place now. the chemistry is off the charts. there is so much tongue action. their hungry desire haunts me and soothes my soul in equal measure. also mut immediately going into dom mode and telling tongrak to open his mouth in the rudest possible way, only to stick his thumb in there?? i will never recover. never. this scene could kill me and i would thank it.

pathapitamtawan

HEAR ME OUT. i know this is an outlier, this is a kiss from a mock trailer, after all, but oh my god. OH MY GOD. gmmtv has never done anything like this before, and i mean NEVER. we're getting bitter exes who are sleeping together?? in this economy?? for real??? this scene of them in bed together showed me that miracles are still possible in this world. the tension of both of them clearly still having feelings but not wanting to admit to it, while literally making out after sex... sorry but other bls could never. i've rewatched this trailer an unholy amount of times, specifically for this scene. i am obsessed.

sandray

this is, i think, the most aesthetically pleasing one on this list. the cigarette smoke obscuring their faces just a little bit while they're both breathing into the kiss... objectively terrible as an experience but it looks so damn beautiful. i literally have an art print of this scene hanging on my wall. it's so pleasing to me.

pisaengkawi

i had to put this one on the list so that i have one (1) kiss on here for emotional reasons instead of for horny reasons. this is the first time kawi is actually letting his guard down and being honest about the way he sees himself—as ugly, undeserving and unworthy of pisaeng's love. and after pisaeng gives him an irrefutable reason why he wants kawi (i have written about this elsewhere, but pisaeng naming a reason that is subjective and therefore can't be argued away by kawi is actually genius), this is the first time kawi allows himself to accept and act on his own desire for pisaeng. this isn't their first kiss, but this is the first one that is initiated by kawi, the first one where they're on the same page regarding what's happening, and the first one where they're starting to be honest about their feelings, both to themselves and to each other. this scene is so very dear to my heart.

i'm tagging @burnsuncomet @kinnbig @bisexualboysbroadcast @zhouxiangs @prapaiwife 😘

[roseblog-rog]

Hello Rose Blog Enjoyers!!

(My old pinned post got murked so heres a new one lol)

About Me

My name is Rose (she/bloom/it), I’m transfem, poly, lesbian, and on the aroace spectrum, I’m physically disabled (chronic pain, cane user), I’m autistic, I’m a singer/songwriter who also plays drums and piano, I love photography, I read and annotate books for fun (NERD), I occasionally write (and when I do it’s smut now), and I enjoy biking sometimes. There’s more but thats the main stuff.

ALSO I LOVE MY GFS @flowers-but-gay AND @wowzoerz-blog HI HI HIIIIIIIIIII I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH GGRRRAAAHH

BIGOTS DNI.

Instead of cringing or whatever at my blog maybe go outside and allow some whimsy to enter your cold and empty heart. Any sort of bigotry will not be tolerated here. Period.

MINORS DNI.

This blog is nsft. Very nfst. Love you guys but yyyyeah if you’re a minor and you follow me I’m unfortunately gonna block you.

The Juicy Stuff

Ah yes, the juicy stuff.

I am a sub-leaning switch (though I find domming about as fun as subbing, live laugh dominatrix).

Dm’s and asks are open to all, though I ask that you do not start either with sexual advances or comments on me. Flirts are fine, but don’t go too crazy, m’kay? The best way to go about sending asks or dm’s is being silly and just talking to me. Let me get to know you!

On that note I also do NOT do hookups, and I am NOT looking for any more partners (sexual or otherwise).

My primary kinks include musk, oral, degradation/praise, getting marked up or marking someone up, teratophilia (especially tentacles), piss, feet, blood, puppyplay, size difference, embarrassment/shaming, exhibition, ownership (both sides), and some others that I’m exploring or that are too hard to mention (though you’ll see them occasionally with tw’s).

Other Stuff

I have a sideblog where I talk about book stuff sometimes if you’re interested @roseisabooknerd-rooknerd

My smut will be under the tag #(ro)s(e)mut

My favorite hornyposts will be under #i-am-actually-the-most-normal-ever

I’m also a furry (and birdkin). I WANT WINGS SO BAAAAAAAD!!! I WANNA BE BIRD!!!!!

and uhhhm yeah! enjoy my absolutely “scary but entrancing” blog!

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[bhaalitsm]

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══╬  Hi! You can call me Dikke or Di, please don't use plural terms unless prompted, I prefer to see myself as a person with DID rather than just as a system. My disorders are influential but I don't want them to define me ─ I am only interested in interacting with 17+ people who are not chronically online, if the discourse can't exist in the real world I really don't want to hear about it . . . my system is very persecutor heavy, introjects are not their sources, etc etc etc. I am an OA cult survivor so tag content around that for me if we're muts!   🌾    ) I have a lot of interests, some of them being : anything horror related, dead by daylight, attack on titan, attack on time, uma musume pretty derby, fear and hunger, atarashii gakko, baldurs gate, skylanders, hotd/got, the boys, idv, coryxkenshin, reverse 1999, brain rot mascot horror, dandys world, cod, figure collecting, until dawn, mouthwashing, and more obviously 𓂃🚬 I kin Brian and Stewie Griffin and I'm kinda like if Charlie from smiling friends was mentally unwell, my friends describe me as "a frat boy if he was a lesbian." I'm also a wasian jew and do talk abt sinophobia in online western spaces sometimes so erm . . . . my prns.cc and carrd

⠀⠀⠀⠀ꕀ some frequent frontiers of mine are ; 🍾 Avery, me, the host ︵ she/him Levi, the addicted one, trauma holder ︵ he/him Emil, the dogist boy, trauma holder ︵ he/wag Acunín, 11 year old elf, prpr ︵ he/thon Merithe, my nicest alter, cohost ︵ she/hx Homelander, exactly how he sounds, trauma holder ︵ he/him ᛝ🧺 I am diagnosed, my alter count is around 11. I'm not here to debate syscourse I'm more interested in making sure misinfo for CDDs isn't spread- yes, this includes the 'I'm 12 and have 1400 distinct alters and also have hcdid' this isn't meant to be mean, I support self diagnosis but some of the claims I see, mostly said by minors who aren't very educated in the disorder they claim confidently to have bother the hell out of me, like just don't include the disordered part PLEASE if you parrot antisemitic conspiracy theories as opposed to using updated terminology like OA just don't interact with me, I'm a cult survivor and I'm not gonna surround myself with peoples who's main source of info is satanic panic.

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If you made it down here let's be friends! I need to interact with more adults w DID/OSDD etc ♡⃕ ⠀⠀⠀  🧟‍♂️    ) I do NOT have a DNI, if anything makes me uncomfortable I will just block and move on like a regular person <3

[thomasshelbydrabbles]

Everything’s a Negotiation (8/?)

Pairing: Modern!Tommy Shelby x OC, Modern!Alfie Solomons x OC

Warnings: series typical violence, language, sexual situations, possessive behavior, consensual public sexual situations

Summary: Mac decides to take the train up north, per Sydney’s suggestion. What she hadn’t expected was company during the ride.

Word Count: 4039

A/N: Let me know if you would like added to the tag list.

Mac considered ordering a taxi to get her to the train station, but still thought her best chance of getting out of town unnoticed by the gangsters of London would be public transport. It wasn’t that she thought they couldn’t find her, but more her belief that they would be less likely to cause a scene on the tube. Leaving town mid-week meant slightly less foot traffic. No matter how many times they’d ridden the tube, Mac still found herself surprised that Zeus truly enjoyed it. There were always a lot of people for him to make friends with, even more smells for him to enjoy, but she had wondered if all of it would be a bit too much. He sat leaning against her legs as they rode the Northern line towards Euston station. A young girl with pigtails glanced up at her.

“Can I pet your doggie?” 

Mac smiled, glanced up at the adult standing with the young girl. “He’s friendly, but it’s your choice.” 

She watched the girl look pleadingly up at the woman. Mac smiled to herself because that’s exactly how Zeus looked at her when he wanted something, and since he always wanted something, it was the main expression on his furry little face. When the woman nodded her okay Mac smiled down at the girl and knelt down next to Zeus. 

“This is Zeus,” she said as she scruffed his muzzle. “He loves to make friends. And if you pet here behind his ears, he’ll be your friend and might even try to lick your face.” 

At Euston station, Mac waved goodbye to the young girl as she and Zeus made their way to the platform. She’d gotten good at navigating with the dog and her small roller bag, but she still had to deal with people knocking into her, grumbling until they saw Zeus. She found an uncrowded section of the station and pulled Zeus over to sit while she pulled up the ticket on her mobile. Walking towards the first-class cars, she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her. Of course, she figured Tommy had some of his people watching her, but now she wondered if Alfie did, too. Were they to just watch and report, or would one of them try to stop her from boarding the train? Pulling Zeus in a bit closer, she hoped they’d leave her be. No need to start a scene at the train station, but she would. 

“Ticket?”

She smiled as she showed the host her mobile. 

“Pleasure to have you aboard today, Miss Theil. Can I help with your luggage?” 

Mac nodded as she passed off her roller bag. She got Zeus settled into the car before setting up her laptop at a table near the window. 

“Can I get you something to drink before we depart?”

“G&T, please.” 

Just as the server left, Mac felt a wet tongue against her hand. Thinking it was Zeus demanding treats for his good behavior on public transport, she smiled before reaching down to scratch behind his ears. However, the fur beneath her hand did not belong to her dog. 

“Well hello, sir,” she greeted the giant mut standing next to her, tail wagging. “Aren’t you just adorable?” 

“Cyril, you fuckin’ menace come ‘ere.” 

At the sound of Alfie’s voice, both Mac and Cyril looked to see him striding into the car. Adeline frowned as she shook her head. She’d been right that one of them would come find her. Since Alfie was the one on the train, she imagined it wouldn’t be long before whatever minions Tommy had tailing her would report back to him about this most recent development. Would he just show up when she got settled in Lancaster? Or maybe, he’d stew on it. Be waiting for her when she came back to London. Neither option pleased her. 

“Seems the dog isn’t the only one who’s a menace,” Mac said as she stood from her seat. 

Alfie grinned at her. She didn’t want to like the way he looked at her. She did. In fact, she found herself preening a bit under his gaze. The small smile on his face gave a youthful, almost playful air to him. She could almost feel the way his neatly trimmed beard would feel against her skin, the way his plump lips would linger on hers, teasing. Startling her from her daydream, one which, given the knowing look on Alfie’s face she’d been caught in, Zeus came trotting over, tongue hanging out as he moved to sniff at Cyril in greeting. The dogs seemed pleased enough with each other’s company and wandered off to the far side of the car to become the best of dog friends. Mac fought down the urge to call Zeus back to her side. The empty first-class car suddenly felt increasingly small. What was it about these men? Mac found it quite rude that they took up all the oxygen, all the space, as though forcing her to devote her entire focus to them.     

Not that calling Zeus would have helped because Alfie swept her into his arms and captured her lips in a kiss before she’d really even come to terms with him being with her on the train. He was so warm. Like a heated blanket on a cold winter day. His hands spanned most of her back, his large fingers pressed into her, holding her tightly against his chest. She brought her hands up, intending to push him away, but instead, they wrapped around his neck, brushed along the nape of his neck, feeling the smooth, silky texture of his hair beneath her fingers. Since he’d taken all the oxygen with his presence, returning some to her was the least he could do. She sighed as she gave herself over to the feel of him, the way he ignited butterflies in her stomach. He, of course, took advantage of this and dipped his tongue into her mouth, chasing the taste of her. 

The door to the car opened.

Her drink. 

She broke the kiss, his arms stayed wrapped around her, keeping her close to his body. His hands settled on her hips, thumbs stroking along her hip teasingly. A blush bloomed on her cheeks as the host set her drink on the table. She tucked her face against Alfie’s neck, ignoring the way his body shook with silent laughter. Reaching down, she pinched his ass, which caused his whole body to sway forward against hers. The feel of his hard cock had her breath caught in her throat. Through the material of his slacks, through the fabric of her jeans, he still felt…impressive. Long and thick. She groaned as he rolled his hips forward again, teasing her. Testing her. 

Alfie’s hands slid up her body, fingers grazing the side of her neck causing her to shiver. His hands cradled her face, thumbs caressed her jaw as he tilted her face up. 

“What are you doing here, Alfie?”

“Innit obvious, pet? Thought me holding you in me arms and kissin’, yeah, kissin’ your gorgeous face would be a bit obvious, right?” 

Given how her own arms were wrapped around his shoulders, and her lips still tingled from where his beard rubbed against her face when he’d kissed her, then yes, what he came here to do did seem fairly obvious. She still felt as though she’d wake up, find the train gliding along the tracks. Perhaps fan herself a bit, and then go back to her real life. 

“Tell me you didn’t get on a train just to give me a kiss.”

Instead of answering, he lowered his face, connecting their lips again in a kiss that was slow, sensuous - as though he literally had all the time in the world to stand here on a train and kiss her senseless. Again, she fell into it, her body molding to his as her hands moved from his shoulders up to his hair. Her fingers sunk into it. The thick strands wrapped around her fingers as she tugged him closer to her. Her whole body fit in the shadow of his, his broad shoulders made her feel small, delicate. 

This time it was Alfie who pulled back first. His fingers combed through her hair before tucking it behind her ear. 

“My family, we’re bakers. Going back generations, baking bread. Brown bread, white bread…loaves and loaves of it. Now, that’s not all that interesting since many people, yeah, many people can bake bread, but what it does mean, pet, is that I’m good with me hands, right, very good with ‘em.”

As he spoke, Alfie moved around her body. His hands began kneading her shoulders, down her arms, around to the small of her back. A low moan passed her lips as he dug his fingers into her muscles, loosening them even as other parts of her tightened in response. She felt as much as heard his laugh along her spine, his breath warm on her neck. 

“Know you’ve been feeling a bit of stress, a bit of stress these past few weeks, pet. Some of it caused by me and that’s bad, right, bad of me. So I’m here, right, I’m here to apologize for my behavior in your office,” Alfie whispered, his lips teasing along her neck.  

“You always apologize like this?”

He chuckled, low, masculine - the sound had her vibrating. “No, pet. I don’t make it a habit of apologizin’. See, men in my line of work, right, my particular business, can’t be seen apologizin’ for things because it allows people to get ideas, see, stupid fuckin’ ideas about me, about my nature.”

Mac groaned as she arched like a cat under his hands. “And what exactly am I meant to understand about your nature, Alfie?” 

“You, pet? I did not like the way we left things in your office, not a bit. I know it’s mostly my fault because I’m a man accustomed to things going the way I want them, see, and when they don’t, well…” 

Alfie’s hands had moved back up to her shoulders. She could imagine him baking bread, could almost see him stood in the kitchen, apron around his waist, kneading the dough with his big hands. Her shoulders began to relax as he continued to weave a magic spell over her body. 

“If the whole gangs of London thing don’t work out for you, I’d be your first customer at your massage place.”

“You forgive me, pet?”

Mac’s head rolled forward as Alfie’s thumbs dug into her trapezius. It wasn’t fair. She’d agree to anything right now, and…

With a great degree of reluctance, she slowly drew away from his hands, and turned to face him. 

“Why are you here, Alfie?” 

“Work for me.” 

“No.” 

Mac looked around the empty car, brow furrowed. “How is the car this empty? Not that I mind because that would have been quite a show for anyone who might have been in here, and I’m not about giving folks a free show. But it is odd.” 

“Bought the whole car when I found out that you’d purchased a first-class ticket for yourself because I did not want us to be disturbed. We have business to discuss, pet, and I thought it best we be alone for it, yeah?”

“And all the bread-making you did when you walked in?”

Alfie smiled. Damn. She wanted to hate it. But. Just like Tommy that smile was her undoing. Made him seem like a friendly teddy bear. Of course, she knew both he and Tommy would bite, but she’d never been good at learning lessons the easy way. Given how flustered they both made her, she did find it a bit of a miracle that they both continued to be so keen on having her work for them. Certainly, the could go to another firm and find a woman who could refrain from becoming a needy ball of sexual tension. 

“I told you, pet, that was an apology from me to you for my poor manners in your office. My words, right, they upset you that day, and I found myself not liking, right, not liking that my words had upset you.” 

“Now that you’re done apologizing to me, you want me to work for you.” 

“Yes.” 

Mac reached for her G&T and took a long swallow. She grimaced because a lot of the ice had melted, and she hated how watery it had become. Still, she gulped it down like it might be the last drop of gin this side of the Atlantic. 

“Are you and Tommy always like this?” Mac paused, brought a finger to her chin. “Although, I can’t imagine you make out with everyone you want to do business with. Both because I’d feel much less special and because that just seems like a lot of work for you. I’ve explained why it would be a foolish decision to work for either of you. Yet, both of you seem to think you can change my mind by seducing me, and while I’m flattered, and more than a bit overwhelmed, I value my business. As a businessman yourself, I’m sure you can understand my position.” 

“I do understand.” 

“Then what the fuck, Alfie?”

Her tone drew Zeus’ attention, and soon both dogs had trotted over to where they stood nose to nose. She felt Zeus lick her fingers and she reached down to scratch behind his ears. She wanted another drink. Actually, she wanted to sit down in that chair near the window, put in her earbuds and listen to her true crime, guilty pleasure, podcast. 

“Write the contracts in your benefit, pet. You’re clever, and ruthless - I know what you took from Ollie that day,” Alfie said with a wink. “Write them up in such a way that it’s deleterious to either myself or Mister Shelby to betray each other.”

Mac knew her jaw had to be on the ground. He couldn’t possibly have just said that to her.

“What, like bloody primary school? I send you off to the corner when you decided you can’t share the crayons anymore?”

“A bit like that,” Alfie said slowly, his hand stroked his beard. “It is a bit like that, yeah. Because men like me and Thomas Shelby, right, we just can’t help ourselves, pet. And we need, we need someone to provide the boundaries. And in return we make you a wealthy woman, keep you safe.”

She laughed. A great involuntary sound. It had a manic note to it she thought appropriate for the situation, if a bit dramatic. “I swear it’s like you two read the same script. I don’t need money, Alfie. And if it weren’t for you both, I’d not need protecting.” 

“Pet - ”

Mac held a hand up to stop whatever nonsense would come out of his mouth next and took a deep breath. “Okay, let’s pretend for a moment that I’ve gone mad, and I’m entertaining this ridiculous idea of yours. Let’s say I have my team of highly paid, very, very nasty barristers draw up a contract that gives you little worms no room to wriggle, one that makes me the queen of fucking everything you bastards own if you so much as glance at the other’s crayons with ill intent. I do that. I have it drawn up. Everyone signs in blood. Everyone’s happy. Until. Until one of you decides that happy is boring. Men like you, Alfie, men like Tommy - you just get bored, don’t you. Just exactly like bloody toddlers, and when you get bored, you break things. But, now, you’ve got this fancy contract that makes me the last man standing. So instead of breaking toys, you break me instead.” 

She paused. Met his eyes. He had a good poker face. It wasn’t cold and aloof like Tommy. It was just vacant. Like he’d gone somewhere else in his mind. 

“I know how that scenario ends, Alfie.”

“If,” Alfie began slowly. “If there came a time that Thomas and I decided our little agreement, right, our promise to each other, to you, no longer worked for us, right, by the time that happened, Thomas Shelby would be so in love with you that he’d not have you killed, pet. Couldn’t do it.” 

Mac ignored the way her heart beat a bit faster at the thought of Tommy being in love with her. Given how he’d responded when Rodney had shown up to her flat, and the way he’d had Michael escort her immediately to him when all Hank had done was cause her a bit of emotional upset, she could see it. What startled her the most was realizing she could imagine herself loving him back. Veering sharply away from that line of thought, she instead focused on what Alfie didn’t say.

“And you, Mister Solomons? Would you be ‘so in love with me’ that you’d not have me killed?”

The silence hung between them. She couldn’t even be angry about it because she knew. He’d told her that day in her office. Forever wasn’t a promise Alfie Solomons could offer to her. Instead, she got massages and promises of Fabergé Eggs. Perhaps giving the order to see her killed would be difficult for him. Maybe he’d even consider a course of action that didn’t end with her lifeless body in a nice pine box. Yet she knew Alfie. At least, she knew the type. Business would come first. And in the end, when it all went tits up, that’s all she would be…a loose end that needed to be tied up. All in service of business. 

She nodded. “I believe we have reached an impasse, Mister Solomons.” 

“Perhaps not,” Alfie said.

Mac didn’t like the serious tone he used. So many thoughts flashed through her mind. 

“Ollie, small thing that he is, found somethin’ useful. Not that he meant to, no. Hurt his feelings you did that day. He went lookin’ for somethin’ to use against you, but you’re good at your job, Miss Theil, very good at your job, yeah, so he couldn't find anything. Moped around like a child. For days. Like a fuckin’ child. Then, one day, he comes into me office excited as I’ve ever seen him, and he learned something about you, pet, about your family.” 

Mac stiffened. Beside her, Zeus stood, moved to a guard position in front of her. 

“None of that, pet. I’m not here to harm you, no. But your family, an uncle of yours I believe, goes by Hank, and what a fucking stupid name that is, but very Gentile, yes, very fucking Gentile that name, Hank. Well, it appears that he has recently made some business purchases that you might find interesting. Thames Security and Clover have been purchased, and see these names, pet, they seemed familiar. I’d seen them before on that nice list your office sent me the first time you told me no. Both companies were on the top of that list.”

Mac stumbled a bit. Alfie reached out and steadied her, hands warm on her skin. She wanted to push him away, but she didn’t want to fall on her ass, so she leaned into him. Felt his fingers card through her hair. Damn him. Damn them all. Why did it have to feel so good? 

“He doesn’t have the capital for that kind of move,” Mac said as she pulled back. “He’s old money, but he relies on the reputation of that name, of the fucking gentry politics more than any sort of funding. He’s not broke, but those are large companies, strong companies. How the fuck did he get that kind of money?” 

“Before you jump to conclusions because I know my actions might have you thinking foolishness, I didn’t give your uncle, right, I did not give that man any money. Not a bloody pence of my money went to him. Ollie dug up the court documents, right, the documents containing information about his atrocious behavior and the things that he said to you, the fucking words he spoke in a court of law about you. Ollie found those and gave them to me. I read them. Yes, I read them, and you are a good person, pet, a fucking good person for not having him killed for what he said, and for what he did to you, to your family.” 

She couldn’t breathe. Zeus whimpered, nudged her with his nose. When had the walls gotten so close to her? Hadn’t there been windows in this car? Hank’s smug, bloated face hovered in front of her, little grin tugging his thin, mustached lips. Mac squeezed her eyes closed, but Hank only grew larger. There wasn’t enough air in the room. She couldn't feel the tips of her fingers. Couldn’t breathe. 

Warm fingers on her face gently stroking her cheek. A broad hand on her chest. Her own hand pressed against a warm body. She could feel a steady thump, thump, thump beneath her fingers. 

“Breathe with me, pet.” 

She knew the voice. Knew it would keep her safe. She tried to do as he said. Kept her hand against his chest, took a breath in through her nose, released it through her mouth. 

Blinking slowly, she forced her eyes open. Alfie knelt on the ground in front of her, eyes tracking her movements, concern etched into her face. She hated how weak her family made her. The panic attacks started when her uncle first brought the suit against her. They increased as litigation continued. Thankfully, she’d never had one in front of him. It was bad enough that both Tommy and now Alfie had seen her have one. She knew men like them shouldn't have this kind of power over her. As Alfie said, Tommy might grow to love her enough for it not to matter, but Alfie would always be a wild card. 

“Give me a reason for him to keep breathing, pet. This uncle of yours deserves a shallow grave, pet, not worth wasting the work of a proper burial.” 

“He’s not worth it.” 

“Bollocks.” 

Mac laughed. The noise startled her. Now, though she had a problem. Alfie had leverage. And now Hank was making moves that made little sense to her. This all might lead to her needing the protection Tommy and Alfie could offer to her firm. She doubted any respectable lender would front Hank the money, gentry or not. Even more so, she knew the owners of both companies. They had no reason to sell. She sighed. 

“Birmingham New Street.”

She’d not noticed the chime for any of the other stops. In her defense, she’d been highly distracted by a man she figured practiced distracting folks daily. 

“That’s me, pet. You’ve the rest of the ride to yourself. Bought the car out as far as Lancaster, so you’ll not be disturbed. I’ll ‘ave them bring you another drink, right, another one when I get me and Cyril off.” 

She nodded mechanically. 

“Think about my offer. Do your research, right, figure out what that worm of an uncle of yours is doing, yeah, and make a plan. Be clever.” 

“I can’t exactly say thank you and mean it, but I’m glad I know now.” 

Alfie nodded. “Fair enough, pet.” 

He pressed a lingering kiss to her cheek. It didn’t so much feel like a goodbye, which is what she’d expected. Instead, it felt like a placeholder. As though he’d simply pressed pause on their…bread making. 

When the door closed behind him, she fell heavily into the chair. Zeus sat near her feet, his head resting in her lap, eyes staring up at her. She scratched behind his ears.

“I have no idea what we’re going to do, buddy.” 

The door opened again, and she just about expected to see Alfie again, maybe even Tommy. Thankfully, it was just the host carrying a tray with another G&T and a charcuterie board. Just as it was set down on the table near her, her stomach let out a loud growl. She chuckled to herself. Damn the gangsters in her life. Damn them all.

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Tag List: @allie131313​  @highgardenrosexx​   @stevie75​   @polishcrazyone​

[mysteriouswolf]

Hi :3

Hey! Glad you somehow found your way here throughout this chaotic hellsite :D

I typically go by Mysterious or Raven, I'm a minor, and I use she/they pronouns

I mainly post about Hermitcraft/life series, but here's a bunch of my other interests as well :D

Mcyt (lil bits of dsmp, qsmp, empires, Xlife, + some others)

Alice Oseman (Heartstopper, IWBFT, etc)

Brandon Sanderson (Skyward, Cosmere, etc)

Percy Jackson

The Owl House

Good Omens

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Kipo And The Age Of The Wonderbeasts

Persona (though I've only played 3-5)

Epic the musical (I was peer pressured by @royallygray /j)

Writing

Music/guitar

Reading

Art in general :3

The art in my pfp is by @kaereth and the art on my header is by @chrisrin!! (both amazing artists that you should totally go give a follow to)

DNI if you're homophobic, transphobic, or plan on spreading hate to people here.

If you are my mutual, I will probably tag you in a lot of tag games, lil things I think you would like, etc, so if you don't want me to tag you please send me and ask or message me!! Also, I don't tag every single one of my muts in every tag game, and I don't have any sort of system to how I choose, so if you see I didn't tag you in something IT DOESNT MEAN I DONT LOVE YOU I PROMISE (and feel free to join in anyways!!)

Please do not send me asks for donations for reasons here:

I am likely to block you if you do, as I have now clearly stated that it is against my boundaries.

Under the cut are: tags I use, some encouragement + love, some of my mutuals, and just general nonsense.

Tags (that I sometimes use) :D

#mysteriouswrites- All my writing (including stories, fics, poetry, etc)

#mysteriousanswers- My answers to asks :D

#mysteriousdraws- My art + sketches

#rambling- my silly lil random posts

#fave- MY MOST FAVORITE ART EVER THAT I THINK IS JUST AWESOME AND GO FERAL OVER

Some love for anyone who needs it:

I love you. I don't care if I've never met you, we were made from the same things as the stars, weren't we? That in of itself is beautiful- I will love you with the same mysterious adoration I have for the stars, and I just want you to know that I care about you. And I know sometimes things seem like they'll never be better, that it seems the entire universe is against you, but I'll always be on your side. You've got this. And I'm proud of you, no matter what you've done. Things get better eventually, I know they will- and it sucks waiting for things to come around, especially if they keep going down. But the sun has shone before, and it will again. And even in your darkest times, the stars are still shining their light into your soul to push you forward.

I love you. Stay strong.

Some of my mutuals who I love very dearly and would die for:

@royallygray The most amazing lovely creature to ever walk the stars and I love them to death <3

@charbeloved The person who I would literally sell my soul to, another glorious human who's remarkable

@geodetojoy Someone who I'd absolutely love to just run away into the forest with and never find our way back out again

@emmaestrella Another lovely silly human who's just incredible

@izoexa you are. so cool. just. vibes. yeah. :]

@t4tgempearl Juneeeeee (you will always be june to me) you're also just. super cool. probably who I've been muts the longest on this list :D

I love you all <3

[selfship-confession-box]

Sorry, I just kind of need somewhere to get this off my chest if that's okay

I messed around and fell in love with a character, actually watched the source, found out they're aroace, and now I feel kind of wonky.

Obviously, it would be extremely messed up of me to ship with this character. I have f/os at home. I'm just having a rough time squashing these feelings, and I'm scared that if I confide in any of my selfship friends, they'll think I'm a horrible pos who doesn't respect asexual or aromantic identities. Which is already a huge problem everywhere, and I don't want to add to that with my crush. Especially not to my friends.

I think they are one of my muts familials too, and I ended up blocking the tags because every time I saw them, I got sucker-punched with these intense feelings and then guilt. I just want these feelings to go away already so I can feel normal again.

Thank you, and I am sorry once again, I hope I don't upset anyone with this.

.

[ofmoonlily]

. LAWS

I will keep these straightforward. If you are confused with anything, please come to me directly.

BEHAVIOR:

Treat others the way you want to be treated. One thing I will not tolerate is bullying, shitty behavior, mind-games, manipulation, vague blogging, and drama. I am not against using hardblock if I must.

TRIGGERS

My triggers are the general; r*pe, inc*st, any type of assault on a minor, callouts, chain letters (ex; if you don't send this to 3 people you/a loved one will die.)

TAGGING

There will be blood, NSFW, and gore on this blog. Therefore, I will tag them accordingly. That said, if you follow me, and you do not tag your posts, I will refrain from following you for my safety. Thank you for understanding.

FOLLOWERS

Please, for the love of all things holy, if you have no intention of interacting with me, please do not follow me. I do not care if you followed for the sake of being nice. What is not nice is following when you know, for a fact, we will not be threading, speaking, or overall have 0 communication and dismissing somebody who is trying to reach out.

I imagine that would be annoying on the other side too. Constantly getting inbox prompts from a muse you have no interest to engage, and you just wish they would go away. I understand that. What I do not understand is why keep em hanging by a thread?

So yeah, long story short. I do not practice follow4follow.

Hardblock or softblock me if you have to. ^^ No hard feelings.

Minors, homophobes, r*cists, transphobes, personals DNI.

PERMISSION

When you follow me, you agree you are 18+ (preferably 21+ as I am 30+ and do not feel comfortable rping with somebody who cannot even legally drink.)

MULTIPLES & RESERVATIONS

I do not practice exclusivity or mains, or shipping exclusivity or shipping mains. It blocks potential threading content. I will gladly write with whoever wants to write with me.

SAFETY

Take care of yourself! If you see content I am dishing out with a mutual that triggers you, come to me directly. I can create the appropriate tag just for you! I like to think of my blog as a safe space for everyone. (If you rather just block me all together, I understand.) We all must do what we have to in order to have a sane mind and a safe writing journey!

FOLLOWING/UNFOLLOWING

If I do not follow back/unfollow, please don't take offense! Rarely do I ever not follow back/unfollow. And if I do, it is usually because of the following;

You do not tag your posts.

I know absolutely nothing about your muse or the world they are in. (I usually follow back even if I know just the name and where they came from lol).

You have written something that doesn't make me feel safe to be tuned into your blog.

You have broken one of my rules.

You harass me for replies. (I have a job. I sometimes won't get to things as quickly.)

We do not interact / show no interest in interacting (ex; never sending memes, never replying to comments, never replied to a meme(s) I sent months ago, overall avoidance.)

You constantly delete/remake your blogs in a span of a week without so much as a warning and continue doing so. I will begin blocking.

Will add more if I can think of any or if the situation crosses!

INTERACTIONS

I'm someone who matches my partner's energy. If my partner is as excited to write with me as I am with them, I will likely gravitate into sending lots of memes and ooc screams and yellings. ♥ If my partner shows interest in other things, (or is tired) I will give them space. It's nothing against anyone. It's a bow of respect. I want my partner(s) to indulge in ther hyperfixations. Once they are ready for other interactions, I will be here.

NSFW

Now. I like smut as much as the next rper but please refrain from using my character as smut fodder. I like my muse to develop meaningful relationships instead of having meaningless sex. I don't detest anyone who practices smut foddering, but please respect my boundaries if that is your flair, and skip onto somebody else who shares your mutual interest. Thank you so much! ^^

OATH I vow to keep your safety and best interests in my radar! I will ensure our RPs are fun, satisfactory and to our liking! Let's create a world together!

[okayomen]

Q: who are you?

A: i’m a white trans dude living in the northern united states, ojibwe land specifically. i’m 26 years old and want to avoid following minors on here. you can call me jason, or RJ. Neither of these are my ‘real’ name.

Q: what do you post?

A: just about anything. I have sideblogs for some stuff if you’re interested in slashers or h0mestuck, or other stuff, or nsft things, but i prefer if you ask than listing them publicly. i don’t respond to donation asks, i regularly don’t have time or energy to look into them enough to feel comfortable posting.

Q: do you tag things?

A: i try to tag serious subjects (zionism/racism, i do have an #abuse talk tag for educational style posts), substances, anything I think may be triggering, but also i tag things as #nsft (not safe for tumblr) #suggestive or #nudity if you scroll at work. my personal post tag is #hi gay people in my phone.

Q: did you name yourself after jason vorhees?

A: no, happy accident.

Q: do you tag mutual aid posts?

A: i don’t tag every mut aid post but i use #mystery tag for some. i used #tag that shall not be named before. i tag off and on because inconsistency is less likely to be flagged, i think.

Q: do you have a tag page for all this??

A: i wish. i’m trying to get my laptop working/another computer. then i have a goal of learning enough about code to… idk, be cool on the internet.

Q: how do i make friends here??

A: interact :) idk why i put this one here i’m not great at making friends

[chroniclyst]

Explain this this makes no sense

please do not share my url with anyone without asking me first. this includes mentioning me by url when talking about me or assuming that the person you are talking to has my url

So what if someone sees your post through tags do they have to block you bc ur irl wasn't shared w them???

no, this means someone who knows who i am outside of this blog telling other people what my current url is. this is because i have been cyberstalked in the past. it's not a super huge deal atm because i don't believe i have any current friends/muts who are less than like 3 degrees of separation from the people i'm worried about but i still don't want it to Become an issue i have to deal with again

[fukkiemon]

15 question for 15 mutuals!

I’ve always wanted to do thesee😭

tagged by @metalmonster ty💕

are you named after anyone?

Naurr

when was the last time you cried?

Like 4 days ago after I finished Queen Charlotte

do you have kids?

Nope

do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yes more I need to

what sports do you play/have you played?

None, not my thing

what's the first thing you notice about other people?

the energy the give off, I tend to feel comfortable with people that are kinda like me

eye colour?

dark brown

scary movies or happy endings?

scaryyy, horror movies 4evaa

where were you born?

Nigeria

what are your hobbies?

graphic design, digital art, watching tv shows

do you have any pets?

Nope, but I want cats but I’m scared i’ll get bored and get too lazy to like feed them yk so I just admire from far away

how tall are you?

5'6

favourite subject in school?

I loved literature cause I could write a bunch of shit and still get a good score likee

dream job?

Hmmm maybe start a business with my sisterr

tagging @444proxy @shawsimmer @hail3ysims @diactrl @veone + any of my other muts, followers who want to do this

[duskythesomething]

PINNED POST / ABOUT ME / BYF

before following me be aware, i block blogs that looks like bots. no icon, no profile header, no original posts, etc. if you think your blog may look sus but want to follow just shoot me a message! i understand not everyone is very into blog customizing.

my in-depth about and byf pages are on my desktop page here !!

i am 22y/o, i do sometimes post nsfw thoughts and posts. if you are 14-15 please do not follow me at all. if you are 16-17 please be aware of what you are following and take responsibility for yourself and your dashboard. if you are 18+ you are welcome!

i have trauma related to agere/cgl/ddlg related communities. i would prefer those who post related content do NOT follow or interact with me, and either block me or inform me so i can block them. exceptions MAY be made for agere specifically but not the others.

my personal tag is #mrowr.txt i'm happy to tag whatever may trigger, upset, or annoy my followers- you just gotta let me know ! i do not tag pokemon content or specifically tag queued posts, my queue is over 100+ and posts twice a day

hiiiii i'm feliks !! also known as dusky, and i'm BUG !! i'm an avid pokemon fan and reptile & crustecean lover, and lately i can't get enough of isopods. i use they/he pronouns and i'm just a silly little guy. i'd love to be muts if you happen to post some stuff i'm into, or even just be pals (although i'm awkward at messaging at first!)

[fangaminghell]

So early yesterday I talked about the mermaid au with a mut( @kiroons-hyperfixtations , hope you don't mind the tag!)on discord. I wanted to share some thoughts :)

Originally I thought of Richard as a fellow merman but it was suggested to me that instead he's a monster hunter that lures Leo into a false sense of security ( again). He basically goes to convince Leo that not all humans are bad, only to turn his back on Leo ( though tbf, he never was one Leo's side), trying to kill Leo for his scales.

Blair is a former monster hunter who works with Adrienn and Arclight in protecting monsters, like merfolk.

To make things easier, merfolk have the ability to shift into more human appearances with legs. However, I think that some look more human than others. For example a merfolk can shift but might have visible fins or scales, while some do not. It makes it very hard for merfolk to even live on the surface if they ever wanted to ( you know I can see Ace being a merfolk but is able to hide it well. Though I don't think they would really want the genocide of their species? So maybe they'll still be human, idk)

Monster hunters have varying reasons for why they do what they do. It's mostly for the money that comes from selling monster parts on the market ( for example, merfolk scales), but it can also be for potential fame, believing that all monsters are evil, or it's considered a sport. Team Meteor believes that eradicating monsters/merfolk is "cleansing the earth".

Suraya and Cain are merfolk! You already know about Cain but I didn't mention Suraya.

Into some plot stuff, it's still vague but we discussed that Leo possibly gets kidnapped after he escapes team meteor. Most likely by Richard, but something happens to make it so Leo does not know it was him.

Blair pretty much helps Leo with the human world BUT when Richard comes into play, xe are threatened that they will kill Leo is Blair tries to interfere with their "relationship ' ( I can see Richard initially planning simply taking Leo's scales - which would result in Leo getting severely hurt to do so- and then dumping him back into the sea so this is kinda big). I also can see Richard saying that he won't contact team meteor about Leo, less Blair wants what xe, Adrienn and Arclight have been working so hard for to crumble down. Blair begrudgingly agree to Richard's terms, but is still actively trying to get Leo away from Richard.

Suraya and Cain friendship <3. They're also freaking the fuck out when Leo goes missing. Suraya pretty much trying to get Cain and Leo together lmao. Is Leo still on denial in this au? Probably yeah. Either that or very oblivious. Pulling an Imani.

I can see Leo being sought out for not only his scales but his magic? Maybe what makes Leo special is his connection to something greater? Not 100% sure, but there's some potential there.

Leo doesn't want to be in his situation. The only human he truly trust is Richard ( unfortunately) and everyone else he is distrustful of, even when trying to help him. He especially doesn't want to see Cal or Taka ever again( lie)

Speaking of Cal he left team meteor after letting Leo escape. He wants to find Leo to make it up to him but between Leo still being hurt and betrayed and Richard it's going to be very difficult.

Taka is miserable but what else is new

For angst reasons, I can see something happening where Leo isn't able to shift back into his merman form and his gills are covered so he literally can't breathe underwater and almost drowns. :)

I think that's everything? Oh wait, Fern joining team meteor since he can pass as a human and thinks it's safer for him to be with them than his own kind.

And yeah. Mermaid au, though I guess it more of a monster au? Whatever, it focused on mermaids. I wanna think about other characters too in this au so feel free to share ideas <3