#insert ‘​it’s been 84 years’ gif

[feliciamontagues]

Father Brown in Every Episode

↳“The Sins of Others” (Series 5, Episode 11)

[malumxsubest]

usually, amelia isn't the type to allow a corpse to rot out in the open, no matter how secluded her surrounding is. there are a few times she has done such a thing, only to prove a macabre point. now, she ensures she cleans up her mess lest she wants someone to meddle with her affairs. however, the bloody git's lack of information and below average intelligence is what broke the camel's back when her patience finally shattered. perhaps, it stems from her voracious hunger rearing its ugly head more so than usual. or maybe she's feeling a little bit... frustrated, as of late. whatever the case may be, amelia couldn't care less about the bastard's rotting corpse right now.

she rolls her eyes at cain, " i suppose you're right, but you never know. he could be wandering around as we speak. if he isn't, then i guess you are the worst to walk among creation. " she reaffirms jokingly with a biting grin of her own.

amelia delicately fishes out an antique pocket ashtray from the depths of her clutch purse with one hand while she finishes the last bit of her cigarette before snuffing out the embers. the way she moves appear too fluid and elegant that even the most regal mortals couldn't finesse with grueling practice. a little uncanny. the cherry-clove scent still lingers around her like a light shroud. slender fingers smooths the lid of the ashtray shut and eases it back into her purse. her smile widen by a fraction as she echoes, " the knights. "

she prowls forward until she stops a foot away from the body, inclining her head downward to inspect it before it burst into flames until there is nothing left but the distinct scent of burnt fabric and flesh. releasing a noncommittal hum, amelia peers up at cain with an arched brow and stalks around him. " i remember you with shorter hair, " she starts off. " you and the knights were frequent guests centuries ago. even abided to my rules that i've placed to ensure my club wouldn't be rendered into ruin. but, you lot destroyed plenty of the beds in the private rooms the club has to offer. you've indulged heavily with the ales and meads as well as the meals. " she lists off with laugh, finding the memories amusing. then she slows to a stop in front of him, curling her arms below her bosom comfortably. her lips stretches wide with a broadened grin, pearlescent teeth gleaming behind them. she was undoubtedly having a grand ole time sharing the context of his scattered memories. " and don't let me forget about the orgies. all of you were quite loud, might i add. i had to create a barrier to the rented rooms for the sanity of my other patrons. who would have thought demons could howl. " she snorts a delicate laugh, rolling her lips together in order rein in her laughter. " my goodness and the mess the lot of you left every night. i'm surprised my club is still standing. additionally, you and your knights were the worst clients i've ever encountered. you didn't pay for the damages. you have a hefty fine to pay for, cain. "

Get the job done, clean up the mess. It'd appear that not everyone shares Cain's work ethic and yet, he doesn't truly judge... not her. Monstrous things have strange hungers. Who knows what's the dead body going to be good for, once Amelia finishes that smoke and her irritation ebbs away? Not his business. His comment prior obviously struck a nerve, well, solely brushed it a little, which has him cant his head with unspoken agreement. She's not entirely wrong. God? Might be the worst of them all. " As far as I am aware, he's not walking the face of the earth right now ", fails Cain to bite back the reminder, although his focus remains on the faint memory popping up seconds ago.

So, she remembers him too? It didn't sound like that the last time he hinted toward a sense of familiarity regarding Amelia's neutral grounds— she must've been waiting for him to come up with something more... concrete. A dry chuckle later, Cain drags his gaze around with keen attention to details that may or may not help in rousing more flashbacks. Faces flicker up afore his inner eye, the ghost of a laugh echos through his head. " The knights. " Amelia's offer floats between them unanswered for another beat, ere he regards her with a contemplative squint.

" I'd indeed appreciate some context, yes. " Because next to his murderous urges, Cain really doesn't need another itch to scratch by trying vehemently to puzzle those fragments together. And he knows he won't have peace until it all makes sense.

[hypnotisedfireflies]

Hey Arien! Thank you for the follow :) Hope it's ok to send you some prompts in here! *inserts the titanic "it's been 84 years" gif* Please feel free to take or ignore as you wish. Some of these I mentioned already in the comments so apologies if you already have it in the works. There is absolutely no obligation nor expectation at all from me to fulfill these; I'm just happy to have a listening ear!

I always wondered what that Tess-Lachie roadtrip to Jackson was like, what it was like for her to get there when Joel is gone and also when he actually came back with Ellie. (On second thought I'm not sure I'm ready for that angst...)

"Never Have I Ever" with any combination of Joel/Tess/Tommy/Maria/Ellie/Lachie

Tess on uppers during the sweats

Joel's POV in Missouri when he realizes he loves her

Modern AU where Joel's the contractor but Tess is a conveyancer for the project and still married to Mike (this one is admittedly evil to Mike, sorry. I couldn't stop thinking about what they would've been like had they met pre-mushrooms. I also want to know everything about Tess's life - she lived with a woman? Was she an orphan living in foster care? A nunnery??)

Thank you so much! I've been really enjoying your Spotify playlist and am super excited to read the new Tommy outtakes. <3

OKAY. This is one of the earliest asks I received when I first opened up prompts (there's a reference to The Knight of Cups there which dates it!) and I think I have actually gotten to almost all of them now, so let's go through them one by one.

Tess and Lachie roadtrip: A ficlet. I don't think I will ever reach this one as a fully-fledged fic of its own, but more of the journey of this will be alluded to in You Only Live Twice, which is probably the next fic I start after I finally finish Charro and SQ.

"Never Have I Ever:" Shots Fired!

Tess on uppers during the sweats: Blood Orange.

Joel's POV in Missouri: ... I will get there.

Modern AU: Snowqueen of Texas. Except I'm still mysterious about Tess's life because I can't give her secrets away for free. :P

Thank you so much for all your ideas, they really did power my brain and challenge me! I hope you enjoy how they eventually manifested.

[masterpieceofunderstatement]

Hi! Have you seen this interview?

https://twitter.com/sohoplacelondon/status/1633124143616135173?s=09

Sophie's reaction when Ben says she would have an holistic business if she wasn't an actor - so precious!

I've seen it, and I love everything about it. Her bangs! The grandpa sweater! The slouched posture! The complete discomfort receiving a compliment! *throws gifs at this question*

[captainsamerica]

[nordschleife]

sliding into race week like…

[nataliedanovelist]

I posted 921 times in 2022

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#so many fics have already covered similar topics that i decided to leave this one open to interpretation

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I am in a Desperate Situation

Hey guys. As some of you may know, I lost one of my two jobs in January due to the business shutting down. My other job has been only working me one day a week, sometimes two if I beg, and I’ve been looking for a second job. I’m currently in the works to be a substitute teacher, but the process is long and I desperately need money to pay bills, get groceries, and put gas in my car. It’s getting to a point where I will make any excuse not to drive somewhere because I don’t know if I’ll have enough money for gas. This has put me in an incredibly disheartening situation where I want to work, I’m capable of working and have been known to be a good worker, but it’s just not happening for me right now. Good times are coming, but I need help until I get there.

That’s where my big announcement comes in…

I AM TAKING FANFICTION COMMISSIONS!

$20 = 1,000-1,500 word fanfic (ex: Sweatertown, and Tiger Stripes)

$30 = 2,500-3,000 word fanfic (ex: Braid Braid, Boxing, and Dr. Mystery)

$50 = 2,500-4,000 word NSFW fanfic (ex: Time to Relax, and You’re F*cking Beautiful)

Payments will be made via PayPal. I will be happy to communicate via Tumblr, email, or Discord. Whichever makes you most happy.

WILLS AND WON’TS:

WILL do OCs and AUs

WILL do self-insert / second-person view

WILL do third-person view

WON’T do first-person view

WON’T do any type of hate fic

WON’T write a fic featuring an OC without the permission of the creator of said-OC

WON’T write an NSFW fic for anyone under the age of 18

Thank you all so much for all of your love and support! Even if you can’t afford a fanfic, I completely understand, and just know that a reblog would also help me tremendously. I wish you all nothing but happiness!

FULL DISCLOSURE: I’m as virgin as they come and a proud asexual 🖤🤍💜, but I do know some sexual activities and have read some fics. However, there are some things I either do not have enough knowledge on to write well for it, or simply feel uncomfortable writing it. With that being said, I am happy to talk about whatever you wish to read and I am willing to push my boundaries and learn. I am willing to read sample pieces or other fics to get an idea of what you want, but straight-up porn is a no for me.

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#4

@gf10yearslaterzine Day 6. Funniest joke.

“My ex wife still misses me… BUT HER AIM IS GETTING BETTER!”

136 notes - Posted June 10, 2022

#3

I GOTCHU HOMIE!

Art belongs to @stephreynaart

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#2

Happy 10 Years, Gravity Falls!

And here’s to many more happy memories to come...

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My #1 post of 2022

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[feliciamontagues]

Sid Carter in Every Episode

↳“The Sins of Others” (Series 5, Episode 11)

[anapologethicc]

I posted 18,028 times in 2022

That's 4,183 more posts than 2021!

162 posts created (1%)

17,866 posts reblogged (99%)

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#and because im adhd and autistic the hyperawareness that both of those bring doesn't fucking help in social situations where ppl don't like

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

16 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#4

me randomly remembering i played james bond in heels and then learned to change from those to tap shoes in 30 seconds and then performed in tap shoes as james bond and got a piece of wood kicked and broken by this dude who used to do taekwando and he once kicked me in the face during rehersals and how i looked so good in a black suit and red lip all while the handbell team played the 007 music

21 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

#3

(x)

listen. i have been trying to explain this to people for years. and even as a child. when my parents would tell me to like ‘thank people’ for like gifts or something. my brain would be like. ‘but why? i don’t like it.’ never understood the concept of not hurting someone else’s feeling until much later. and every single time i was invited to hang out with people or to go to a party. i would say ‘i don’t know those people, i can’t talk to them’ and everyone would say ‘but just try and get to know them’ and i could never explain that i just can’t. i don’t wanna go up to them say “omgg hiii long time no see!! last i saw you was xxxx”. like i know mannerisms. i’ve spent years copying them trying to look and act neurotypical. but like i cannot fake insincerity. and that’s why i ended up being ‘that one friend of those people who’s mean and rude’. and whenever people would do this, i would look at them like i was half amused and half just shocked/confused. because here i was standing next to some of my closest friends and suddenly they’re best friends with someone else. in a matter of seconds. and it used to give me such a whiplash. like how did that happen. how can you do that?? i can’t. it’s one of the reasons why i can’t form friendships that easily. because people go from insincerity to friends. they’ll be all ‘yeah yeah omg let’s make plans to hang out or party’ and then spend time and get closer. and for me. i literally cannot do that. i have to actually be interested in you as a person to be your friend. i can’t pretend to be your friend and then be friends with you. what kind of fucked up NT logic is that. but i’d always be the one standing in the corner or helping people with food or setting up the music. i can lie just as well as the next person, maybe even better. but i can’t be fake. i just. it’s so hard. how can you just switch characters like that. but nOoOOo. i’m the one who was a bitch. like actually i was hyperaware of all the fakeness that i was surrounded by. i can’t do insincerity just like i can’t do small talk. small talk is fucking weird man. with people my age it’s usually. ‘omg so what are you studying and where are you studying” and majority of the people i used to hang with would say they were studying business *insert eye roll*. and then you couldn’t stop me from telling them how their so-called business men idols could choke and die for all i care. and then from there i would go on about how systems are fucked up and minorities suffer from that and literally not a single person could keep up with me. because they would be like ‘whatever, ananya’ and just change the topic. and then after that they didn’t like me and i was mean and blunt and whatnot. so i mean. who’s really the mean person here. 

33 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

#2

me randomly remembering how in primary we had to ask if we could drink water and how when we entered secondary we were so surprised that we didn't have to ASK TO DRINK WATER anymore

115 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

i am matt. matt is me. (x)

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[rookieforlife]

TWENTY-FIVE DAYS!!! 25 days till we see CP kick a football. *insert It’s Been 84 Years gif*

I will be resurrected in 25 days.

[justjensenanddean]

Dean Winchester | 12x20 Twigs & Twine & Tasha Banes

[titusdravtos]

Burning cities and napalm skies. Fifteen flares inside those o c e a n eyes.

I've been walking through a world gone blind. Can't stop thinking of your diamond mind.

And those o c e a n eyes ...

(for @unravelthesongbird)

[lovecolibri]

Honestly, my first reaction to the synopsis was 'don't let the friend who's dying be Alex' because I don't want Maria to be the one somehow wind up saving him as a way to mend that relationship. On the other hand, if Alex was to be the one actually dying, that's the perfect handprint setup. Anyway, I'm trying to be positive, and the potential angst of Malex worrying about each other's life just when Michael is beginning to be hopeful about them having a future could be soooo good. I can just imagine the stupid fight they would have about it, especially if Alex is putting himself in danger possibly working with the Deep Sky military guy. I just really want this 'who comes into your life and why' stuff to lead to the two of them saying honest-to-God nice things about each other to each other's faces. If that happens, I swear to God, I will never complain about this show again.

*sigh*

It really sucks because the narrative set up for Malex angst, worry, pining, possible handprint healing is SO GOOD and it's RIGHT THERE. Like, we could have had (if we'd had to have a "triangle" at all which I still think makes no narrative sense and shouldn't have happened, but I digress) Forlex and m*luca dating at the same time and ending at the same time and finished the season with the song and then started season 3 with the vision and since they don't know WHO it is that's dying, we could have seen Alex and Michael both being convinced they were the ones going to die so they don't want to start anything yet and possibly abandon the other one, but they also possibly have so little time left so they still want to be around each other but they don't talk about the why's for the pushing away and the desperation culminating in a big scene mid-season where they finally hash it all out and decide no matter what they are better together. But because of how badly c*rina fucked up the season 2 storyline in general, and specifically with how she wrote m*ria, forcing a nonsensical "triangle" and *shudder* 2x06, there is absolutely ZERO amounts of interest for me in seeing m*ria at all, much less her interacting with Alex, Michael, or meddling with Malex in any capacity. Having her be the "central" plot this season is already making me dread that she is going to be involved in everything, I don't think I could handle it if she's "instrumental" in getting Malex back together. So I'm just going to keep hoping that the writers room has a modicum of common sense and will not keep trying to insert her into Malex's relationship. It's the only way I'll be able to sleep at night and maintain excitement for the show.

But no matter what happens, I AM excited for some good Malex moments this season given that Vlamis has been vibrating with excitement for ages now, and fingers crossed they will FINALLY say nice things about each other ACTUALLY OUT LOUD TO EACH OTHER. And god, hopefully they will kiss. It has been 84 years since a present day kiss. It has been LITERAL, ACTUAL YEARS since 1x03 when they kissed in present day.

Enough with this bullshit.

[tatumriley]

Short Term 12 | 2013

[igot7bulletproofmonstas]

Make it Hurt

It's been 84 years since I posted fanfic, let's see if I remember how...first 900 words or so were posted 11/18/19, finally finished the damn thing today, 1/7/25. YIKES

Genre: K-pop female reader insert

Group: Monsta X

Pairing: Son Hyunwoo/Shownu x Reader

Category: Smut

Word Count: 1,835

Warnings: SMUT, rough sex in the gym, face down ass up that's the way we like to *AHEM*, Shownu calls reader "Babygirl", Reader calls him "Daddy" as she's being plowed stupid. Unprotected sex (it's fanfic y'all, not real life. No diseases or babies exist here unless I say so) Nothing else I can think of? I mean, it's just smut?

Synopsis: Your boyfriend, Shownu, is one of the "beasts" in Monsta X...strong, built like a brick shithouse, and beautiful...but he always handles you like glass. What's it gonna take to be on the receiving end of his "power"?

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You don't know why you were here again, watching your boyfriend working out in the gym. It only served to intensify the nagging empty feeling you'd been plagued with lately. You actually felt silly letting something so insignificant bother you, especially considering you had such a wonderful relationship with Shownu. He treasured you in every sense of the word, but therein lay the problem. He was always so sweet and loving, so tender and careful with you...and it was on your last nerve.

Anyone who'd ever seen him perform could see his considerable strength and endurance. On variety shows, it was almost always a topic of conversation as they made him demonstrate, but he never translated it into the bedroom.

Intimacy with Shownu was always satisfying and intensified the bond you shared, but he always treated you as if you were made of glass. Just once you longed to be on the receiving end of his power. To feel the burning passion you knew resided within him. You wanted to experience the Force of nature that is Son Hyunwoo and right now your only release was to watch his daily workout regimen.

Standing by the treadmills, you immersed yourself in the scene before you. Shownu's lean body reclined back on the bench, his arms straining under the weight above him, his knuckles whitening as he constantly readjusted his grip on the bar, the beads of sweat running in rivulets across his bronzed flesh. You unconsciously squirmed, imagining how those powerful hands would feel striking against your bare ass, the sound of his hips ricocheting off yours as his generous cock nudged your cervix, those knuckles whitening from twisting through your hair and holding you in place when your orgasm destroyed your ability to hold yourself up... something you were having trouble with even now.

You were so engrossed in your fantasy, you didn't realize small whimpers were escaping your throat, nor did you realize that Shownu had ceased the weightlifting and was moving towards the treadmills allowing him to hear your needy sounds.

"Jagiya, is that you?", he asked, walking faster towards your location. His eyes locked onto yours at once and you felt heat rush to your cheeks. "Are you alright?"

"Sh-hownu, I..." your voice was barely above a whisper, but he wasn't too worried once he saw the look in your eyes.

"Did you miss me, sweetheart?" he cooed, pulling you into his arms. You shivered at the sensation of his sweaty skin against your own. "I'll be done soon, then we can go eat and then I'll give you a nice gentle massage before bed. How does that sound?"

A couple drops of sweat fell from his nose and slid down the back of your neck when he squeezes you against his chest, but your mind conjures up a much more enticing reason for the salty liquid dripping on to your skin. You picture the beautiful view of being pinned face first against the pull up bars while Shownu drilled you from behind. His furious thrusts sending your chest into the cool metal bars as you clench tighter around his dick with every drop. Before your legs could give out, you pushed him away and whined out a pitiful, "No".

Shownu flinched slightly from your dismissal. "What's wrong babe?"

Not trusting your voice, you threw yourself at him and captured his lips in a frenzied kiss. Your hands wandered across his hot, slick flesh, your fingernails clawing at the thin tank top separating you from your prize.

"What's gotten into you?", Shownu asked against your lips in a rare second he had to breathe.

Speaking purely from the fire burning in your belly, you simply growled, "Fuck me, Shownu."

Using that delicious strength in the exact opposite way you hungered for, he holds you still, pulling you back to look into your eyes. "Slow down, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you."

Ripping yourself out of his grasp, you drop to your knees and yank his athletic shorts down. Pouting your lips right against the head of his filling cock, you purr out, "But I want you to." and take him into your mouth.

His eyes roll back and he momentarily loses his firm stance. "But..." he begins, but never gets to finish as you release his spit slicked length long enough to swirl your tongue around him as you swallow him back down.

His hands fly up to get a solid grip in your hair, but he still holds himself back.

You slow your ministrations to not only keep yourself from choking, but to twist Shownu's fingers into your strands and guide him how to pull like you want him to.

"Babe...", he moans in warning, still bent on being gentle with you, but you're not having it. Feeling that he's finally locked and loaded, you stand up with him still held firmly in your grasp and walk him over to the nearest bench where you bend over, showing him a full view of your own ruined shorts.

A gutteral groan wrenches it's way out of Shownu's chest when he sees the soaked fabric between your legs and his resolve is fading fast.

"You really want me to be rough with you?", he questions as he slides his hand across his achingly hard cock.

You finish removing your shorts and turn around to quietly reply, "Make it hurt, Baby."

It was as if a switch had literally flipped in Shownu when he covered your body with his own, pressing his erection into your ass. His simple reply dripped with an exhilarating danger, "Hold on tight, little girl."

Shownu’s words sent a jolt of fire racing through your blood and had you whimpering. Your arousal almost to the point of painful.

Grabbing two handfuls of your ass, he pushed forward, but to your dismay he didn’t plow into you with the force you were so desperate for. No, he still took it slow and savored the feeling of your silken walls yielding to his thick, heavy cock. Even after all this time, it still left you breathless and dizzy every time he stretched you open.

“Please move, I can take it”, You whimpered against the leathery, padded seat of the weight bench under you.

“But Babygirl, I haven’t even bottomed out yet”, he whispered into your ear before snapping his hips forward and filling you with his remaining length. Deeper and deeper until you couldn’t fathom where he ended and you began.

“F-fuck, Shownu”, you yelped feeling him deeper inside you than ever before, the head of his cock resting against your cervix. The groan that left him at the contact was pure sin.

He sent a relentless pace, pounding into you hard and fast, as if you were nothing but a cocksleeve for him. His grip on your ass tightened, bruising his fingertips into your skin.

“Shit!”, you gasped, drowning in the feeling of this beast of a man slamming into you with every fiber of his being.

“Is this what you wanted, Babygirl? Are you….sure...you...can...handle...it?” he grunted, punctuating each word with a grinding roll of his hips.

“Yes, Daddy please!”, you begged, your body bouncing harshly between the bench and this man hell bent on fucking you within an inch of your life.

“Oh, Babygirl, say that again”, he moaned and reached out to thread his fingers through the hair at your nape.

“Daddy please” you hiccupped rather loudly, barely able to form a coherent thought, the pleasure sizzling through your every nerve ending like electricity.

“Not so loud, Babygirl. You don’t want anyone to come in here and see you being wrecked by my cock...or do you?” his voice a whispered groan.

The stretch of him deep in your guts mixed with his filthy words had you at a loss for words, all you can do is whimper and cling to the cold metal bars beneath you, the waves of pleasure ready to consume you.

Resuming his punishing rhythm, your back arches and he takes the opportunity to pull you back towards his chest, sticky from his exertion, using his fingers still tangled in your locks.

You shuddered in his hold, ready to tip over the edge of release. The sweet noises he typically loves to hear bubbled up from your throat, quickly turning into choked sobs. He released your hair to clap a hand over your mouth.

“Naughty girl, I told you to be quiet. Don’t make me spank you.”his threat sent chills through your entire body.

“Pleeth” you mumbled through his hand, right on the precipice, ready to tumble over the edge.

“Does Babygirl need to cum?” he teased, his pace slowing slightly, but his thrusts never lost their force. “Them cum for Daddy” he growled as he untangled his hand from your hair and made contact with your ass. A resonating slap echoed throughout the gym walls as the coil in your belly snapped. Your hips bucking back against him involuntarily as your climax pulled you under.

“Oh fuck yeah, Babygirl. Cum on my cock. That’s it let go.” his legs beginning to shake from holding back his own release.

“My turn now, sweetheart”, he growled as he pushed you back down on the bench, curling around your body and grabbing the bars for leverage. He began plowing into you as if his very life depended on it, teeth sinking into your shoulder to keep himself from crying out.

Overstimulation waned back into pleasure and your second orgasm barreled down on you without warning, his heavy balls slapping against your clit had you keening out once more, your core throbbing and milking him for everything he had.

“Here it comes Babygirl, take it...take it all.” he hissed through gritted teeth as he pulsed and twitched, flooding your insides in white.

His weight collapsed onto you long enough for him to get his legs back underneath him and he pulled you up into his arms. Turning around and sitting on the bench, he grabbed your face to look you in the eye.

“Are you okay Babygirl? I didn’t hurt you did I? I’m so sorry.” his own eyes becoming glassy with worry. He looked you over as if you would no longer be in one piece.

“Mmmmkay, Daddy” you sighed, completely boneless and blissed out in his strong arms with a dopey smile teasing the corners of your mouth.

“Are you sure?” he cooed.

“Yes, I’m sure” you said a little more clearly, your senses starting to return and very pleasant ache forming in your core.

“How about a nice, hot shower and then we go home and get cuddled up in bed?” he asked as he reached down to grab the discarded clothes, tossing them into his bag nearby.

“That sounds wonderful.” you said, snaking your arms around his neck as he stood and headed for the showers. “Just don’t forget you owe me a massage”.

“Couldn’t forget that Babygirl. Daddy will make it all better.”

[80s-roger]

a night to remember 1.2 - r.t × f.m × ♀️reader

summary: you’ve been dating Roger for a couple of years, everything’s wonderful, including your sex life which is amazing but you were feeling a gap at it. maybe because you always had a crush on Freddie but his sexuality kept you away from dating him. however he’d never say no as a guest to yours and Roger’s bed.

portray: ‘84 | Freddie and Roger, female reader around her early 30s

warnings: MFM, DP, oral, protected sex, swearing

word count: 3,4k

masterlist

i don’t even know how did I come up with this, god forgive me, I just love Freddie and Roger one shots. make sure to provide yourself holy water after it.

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Roger laid next to you exhausted after his hard roughs inside you. He was trying to catch his breath. You couldn’t deny that sex with his is amazing, it’s just that you needed something more. Something Roger wouldn’t agree with. Freddie joining you. As a few minutes passed, Roger found his tempo again asking you.

“How was it?”

“It was nice.” You answered.

“Just nice?” He was triggered.

“I mean it can be better.” You moved your shoulders staring at the void.

“I consumed my entire energy fucking you. How can it be better?” He asked, turning his entire body, facing you.

“It’s not enough actually.” You awkwardly said.

“Not enough? What do you mean?” He asked again confused.

“I mean I want more action.” You were too shy you wanted to have a threesome.

“Jesus Y/N, be more clear. I’m not a psychic.” He moved his hands frustrated.

“Fuck, I want a person to join us.” You finally said. His eyes were wide opened.

“What the fuck y/n.” he gasped. “Do you have any friend of yours to join us?” He referred to your friends, your girl friends. He’d obviously ask for a female partner. He hasn’t lost his fetishes. You raised your eyes irritated.

“You wished it was one of my friends. Actually, my darling, it’s a friend of yours.” You ironically said. He was shook.

“A female friend of mine?” he asked, thinking of any females. “You want Jess to join us? Have you seen her tits?” He eagerly said to you and jealousy appeared on your face.

“No Roger, I want Freddie to join us. Have you seen his dick?” You finally said the person, attacking your partner with his same words, just changing the name and the genitals instead of the muscles.

“No fucking way y/n, I’m not sharing you with my bandmate, let alone with a male.” He refused shaking his head and sitting his back on the bed.

“And why should I share you with a female if you’re not sharing me with Freddie?” You fixed your position and you started disagreeing.

“But why Freddie? Why a threesome actually? Aren’t you satisfied of me?” He shouted, feeling triggered. If a female isn’t sexually pleased by him, he gets really mad and tries to fix it later, the same way.

“I am Roger! I just want to get experienced on that type too. I want Freddie to join us! He wouldn’t say no!” You begged him. Roger rolled his eyes.

“I know he wouldn’t say no! It’s just so weird of you to say, but hey, I can’t just have him on bed. I can’t give my dick to a man, I fucking can’t! He freaked out, his sexuality was screaming.

“You won’t! I just want to try Freddie’s dick too.” Your tone got lower.

“You’re a dirty hoe, aren’t you?” He teased, coming closer to you. “You want two dicks inside you?” He asked surprised. “Isn’t mine enough?”

“Stop the tease! I just want Freddie to join us.” You looked at him.

“Fine, but in one condition.” He raised his pointing finger.

“You want a female the next time, don’t you?” I asked prepared.

“Yes. Say yes and I’m saying Freddie to come over tomorrow night.” He eagerly said.

“Fuck you, fine.” You exhaled. At least, you’d try out how’d it be like with another female. You were curious. That would be Roger’s dream come true, no doubt. He kissed your lips and turned side to finally rest his eyes and so did you. You were thinking how’d you be divided while being fucked by Roger and Freddie.

the other night

You were preparing yourself, making up yourself and dressing sexy with very few clothes on you. Roger would be home any moment with his band mate, Freddie. Freddie was surprised when he got this request. He didn’t bother having a threesome with you two. He liked you externally anyway.

flashback ten hours ago:

“You look a little nervous, Rog. Do you want to tell me something?” Fred asked the drummer while smoking his cigarette.

“You know, um, y/n…” He silently said.

“y/n what? Is she okay?” He worried.

“Yeah, of course. She just… um asked me something yesterday night after… You know.” He was so awkward trying to tell Freddie about your wish.

“Be more specific dear. What did she ask? I can help.” He smiled at Roger trying to make him feel more comfortable.

“This may sound weird to you but she wants a threesome. She wants you.” He finally said, with his arms placed on his waist.

“Fuck.” Freddie was shocked. “And she wants it for…?” He asked, accepting the suggestion.

“Tonight. Are you into it Fred? You know, you don’t have to do this. I personally don’t support her suggestion. She makes me feel like I don’t complete her sexually.” He confessed to his best pal.

“Darling, you know how beast-y my nights can be. A cute fluffy threesome with you and your girlfriend, wouldn’t hurt me.” He laughed. “And don’t ever say that you don’t complete her. You’re a good lay, this is what you are bro.” He encouraged him.

“I told her if it happens tonight, we’re doing it again with a female.” Roger arrogantly said.

“Classic Roger. You’re chasing that chance.” He laughed.

“So are you coming tonight?” He asked.

“Yes of course, count me in.” He nodded. “And um, how will the roles be like?” he asked.

“You’re definitely not touching me. She wants you to fuck her but I’m afraid I’m gonna be pretty competitive on it. I can’t handle it.” He said.

“I wouldn’t touch you Roger. What are you talking about. Alright, we’ll try to have her divided.” He laughed and Roger left out an awkward giggle.

End of flashback

Roger and Freddie were at the lift talking.

“Fred, I’m so uncomfortable with this.” he confessed to his friend. “I don’t like sharing her with men.”

“Darling, you told her the next time it’d be a female. How do you think she felt with that?” He asked.

“Uncomfortable?” He answered with a question mark.

“Exactly, she felt like she wasn’t enough for you.” Freddie was defending you.

“Alright but why didn’t she care about how I felt that moment? It’s not always her Fred!” He shouted moving his hands.

“Ladies first, remember?"He smiled and Roger turned his head annoyed. "Listen, I will focus on her, I wouldn’t do anything on you. She asked me, she’s having me.” he pressed his hand on Roger’s shoulder.

“And what will I do? Jerk off watching you two get along?” He angrily said.

“For fuck’s sake Roger, you know her turn ons, do what you always do, just let her feel me too.” He winked.

The lift’s doors opened and Roger inserted the keys at the door. He was nervous. He didn’t want you to be touched by another man, let alone his best pal, Fred. He knows you asked for it but it’s not something to easily agree with.

“Y/N?” He asked searching for your figure.

“Bedroom!” You yelled back. Roger and Freddie looked each other. Roger was neutral while Freddie was smiling.

“Someone’s in there asking for sex.” Freddie giggled.

“She’s begging for sex.” he replied and they both walked in the bedroom.

You were laying on your bed, wearing a black, up to the thigh, satin nighty and some hot lingerie inside it. Roger’s masculinity jumped out, looking at you from head to toe, getting already hard. Freddie’s eyes were wide opened. Watching a female body ready to be satisfied turned him on.

“Someone’s eager.” He looked at Roger, but he couldn’t take his eyes away from you.

“Hello boys.” You smiled at them and Freddie approached. “Hello Fred.” You smiled up at him, walking like a naughty girl to him, until the edge of the bed. You bit your lip and he raised his eyebrow.

“You’ve literally never walked on me this way before Y/N!” Roger whined while looking at you and Roger, ready to make out.

“How about you shut up and join us Rog?” You said back and Fred laid next to you, pressing his lips against yours. His hands travelled through your back, caressing it.

Roger couldn’t help seeing you being entirely touched by another man. He took off his leather jacket and his shirt beneath, and sat next to you. You were in the middle, in heaven.

“Alright Fred, you touched enough.” Roger’s jealousy was either a turn on or a turn off. There was no middle ground. You did love dominating Roger but you also loved having Freddie’s hands at you.

Roger’s hands, turned your face at him, you could see his jealousy in his eyes. You eagerly smiled and he passionately kissed you while Fred removed his shirt, staying shirtless. His big palms, went under your nighty, at your breasts area, squeezing them gently while his mouth was placed on your neck, leaving you gentle kisses. You were experiencing at the same time a passionate and hard Roger, with a gentle and soft Freddie. You wanted same level everywhere.

“Slow down Roger, you’re ruining it.” You whispered between the kiss you both shared.

“I feel like I am ruining your sex. You just want Freddie to fuck you.” You interrupted your kiss and so did Freddie. You were all looking at each other.

“I want him to fuck me. And I want to fuck you.” You eagerly said and they both looked each other with a positive vibe.

“Your girl needs some Mercury magic, let her have it dear.” He said to his friend and took off your nighty, leaving you on black lingerie. “You’re so sexy baby…” He said to you staring at your little-to-the-imagination fabrics.

Roger’s hands pressed your thighs, squeezing them like he always do. They laid you at the bed, where the pillows are placed. These two hot boys were standing in front of you, Freddie between your legs, kissing them inch by inch and Roger climbed next to you, taking your bra off without sudden moves. It all had to happen slowly. You had your breasts exposed to Fred and Rog but you felt comfortable around them. Roger was caressing them and began leaving kisses at that area. He sucks your nipples every time he has the chance to. He returned to your neck, leaving you soft kisses while your left hand was playing with his blonde hair and your right hand, at Freddie’s who played with your underpant, teasing you.

“Roger, look how much she wants it. She’s already soaked, her panties betrayed her.” He laughed rubbing your area without removing your panties yet.

“Freddie you’re such a tease.” You softly moaned while Rog left your side, going down there next to Freddie.

“Let’s take off her panties.” Roger looked at you, feeling your anticipation.

“Not yet. No wonder why both of you had sex the night you met.” He joked and you looked at Roger angrily. Roger told him about it. Of course he did.

Freddie was kissing your thighs and below your belly button. He was grabbing your panties pulling them up and down but without removing them. You really wanted one of them to eat you out right now.

“Fuck Freddie, just take them off.” You said with your face turned red.

“Someone’s impatient here.” Roger laughed, removing his black jeans and so did Freddie. They were taking their jeans off, staying only on their boxers. You could see their boner with the fabric on it. You were all so wet and hard.

“Imagine not wanting it Roger.” You teased him. He got the point. “Imagine not seeing me getting fucked by your friend.” You raised your eyebrow and so did he.

“Imagine not having my dick sucked by you.” He teased back and you smiled. He walked through the night stand grabbing two condoms.

“Here take one.” He offered one to Fred. “Take them off, impatient slut.” He said to you pointing at his black boxers. “I want you to wear this condom around my dick.” He demanded and you agreed.

He was standing on his knees at the edge of the bed. Your spread legs were exposed to Freddie, waiting for him to finally take them off. But you know how impatient Roger can get when it comes on sucking his penis so you had to play with your rules.

“I’m not sucking your erected dick until that bad boy sucks my pussy.” You eagerly said, squeezing his penis without taking off his remaining fabric.

“Fuck.” He murmured inside his lips. Freddie looked at him.

“Can you handle a little tease Rog?” He asked.

“Have you ever had your cock sucked by Y/N? I don’t think so. You better take these panties off.” Roger impatiently said and Freddie finally removed your panties.

“You’re such a bad girl Y/N, you think you’re the one who gives orders tonight?” Freddie asked, rubbing your clit with his thumb. You closed your eyes in pleasure.

“I give orders tonight Fred.” You said back and took Roger’s panties off. His dick was standing still, almost at his stomach area. You teared the condom’s package off and placed it around Roger’s grease gun. You gave a fast lick over his prepuce.

“Oh my God, fuck.” He moaned. “Suck it baby.” He closed his eyes with his head high.

Meanwhile Freddie, began sucking your wet pussy. His experienced tongue, made slow licking circles around your small lips and your clit.

“You’re such a dirty slut, you don’t deserve to be gently treated. You can’t play with testosterone.” Freddie winked at you but the pleasure waves, made you insert Roger’s length inside your mouth, reaching your throat. Roger’s hands, pressed your head against his cock, moaning and swearing.

“Fucking hell Y/N, take it all inside your slutty mouth.” He loudly said, making eye contact with you. You were on the edge of choking. The gulping sound made Freddie and Roger cum before the actual time. You removed his dick from your mouth, licking it, clearing it from your saliva spits. You grabbed his dick on your hand, jerking him off.

“I’m gonna cum babe.” He loudly moaned.

“I don’t care.” You said, sucking his dick again. “You can get another orgasm again when you see Freddie fucking my pussy.” You eagerly said, jerking him fastly. You were torturing him.

“Holy fuck!” He loudly said cumming. You smiled at him and suddenly moaned when Freddie inserted two fingers inside you. Roger was distracted, watching two fingers and a tongue fucking you.

“Jesus, Fred!” You moaned. Roger bit his lip, going next to Freddie, rubbing your clit with fast moves. He kind of revenged you for making him cum, before fucking your brains out.

“Make that slut cum.” Roger said to Freddie when he was moving his fingers inside you until some white liquids came out from your pink area. Roger gave you a few licks.

“You’re a creampie, darling, aren’t you?” Freddie sweetly asked, sucking them.

“Of course she is.” Roger looked at you eager.

“Shit Fred…” You moaned with your eyes closed.

“I am sure you can handle another deepthroat, can’t you?” Freddie asked removing his panties.

“She can handle a lot, right baby?” Roger looked at you being a mess. He enjoyed torturing you. You could clearly read his thoughts: you wanted a threesome, this is how it’s going to be.

“Roger you’re ruining everything!” You groaned at him.

“I know. Include your thirsty pussy.” He winked and grabbed your legs around his waist.

“Damn Roger, carefully.” Freddie said, while wearing his condom.

“Trust me, she likes it. She’s just arrogant, right baby?” He smiled at you. His hands rubbed your sensitive clit. You automatically shook your legs but Rog immobilized them by holding them. “Freddie, hold her hands.” Roger said to Freddie and there he was, above you, holding your hands so you wouldn’t move. He kissed your neck and your lips. You were sweating already. “I know you love fucking you with your legs around my waist. You like it when I take control.” He said and looked at you.

“Just start, stop giving me that look!” You said to him, when he was shaking his penis before entering inside you.

“What look?” He teased.

“The look of wanting me to hit you.” You aggressively said. “Fred, do something!” You said at your other partner.

“Darling, he said we’d share you. He didn’t agree with the idea though.” He smiled down at you.

“He doesn’t seem to be annoyed at the view of me being held by you while he’s ready to fuck me, does he?” You asked looking at Fred.

“No, I like the view.” He laid on top of you, when his thrusts began. They were smooth and slow at first, but seconds later they got fast and hard. “If you weren’t that wet, I wouldn’t move so fast baby.” He moaned at your ear. He stood back again, watching your entire body bouncing at his thrusts. “Suck her tits Fred.” He said to his friend and Freddie grabbed them and sucked them hard. You loved the feeling. You could tell how experienced they both were on bed. “Do you want to cum?” He asked and rubbed your clit.

“Yes!” You loudly moaned.

“No! Not yet.” He took his penis off you, standing next to you, watching you rubbing your clit.

“You wished darling.” Freddie said giving another kiss to your lips and taking your hand away from your clit. You wanted him to fuck you. “First you’re going to suck my cock.” He winked at you. You looked at Roger.

“Don’t look at me. Do what he says. I will watch.” He had his dick in his palm, moving it slowly up and down.

Freddie laid at the bed watching you putting his dick inside your mouth. Roger’s view was your side body. He was so horny at that moment, he’d go for round three. Freddie smacked your butt cheeks, leaving hand marks. “Suck my cock darling, you do have the skills.” He eagerly said to you when your head was moving up and down, until the base.

“She’s a good girl. Let her finish.” Roger said, pleased on the view.

“She really is a good girl, now we’ll let her cum.” He helped you sit on top of him, so you’d ride him. “So your boyfriend is gonna watch you getting fucked by me?” He asked.

“Yeah…” You whispered out of your breaths and turned your gaze on Roger.

“You wished.” Roger eagerly said, laid on bed. You looked at Freddie. “You won’t ride me baby, turn over. Lay on top of Roger.” Freddie said to you and put you in all four. Where they really wanted to fuck you at the same time?

“You do have two holes we want to take advantage of.” Roger smiled up at you, with a winning smile. He kissed you. “Freddie, don’t you dear touching my dick.” Roger sarcastically warned Fred and he rolled his eyes.

“Fuck, this is going to hurt.” You whispered down at your boyfriend.

“You wanted a threesome.” He moved your hair at your back, uncovering your face.

He put his dick inside your pussy, moving slowly, his hands caressing your waist. Freddie was right behind you, placing his dick at your ass. “Fuck!” You shouted. “Quiet, dear, I’m trying to make it less hurtful.” He gave your butt a little spank.

By the time it was good, you didn’t hurt. You had two dicks inside you, filling you up entirely.

“You look like you’re about to cum. I know this face.” Roger teased you. “Cum baby.” He kissed your neck until you closed your eyes, leaving yourself endure to the pleasure tsunami.

“Cum now darling!” Freddie said, removing his dick from your asshole.

“Holy fuck!” You shouted and finally laid in the middle of these two hot men.

You needed a moment to catch your normal breath. You were all silent at the moment. Until Freddie broke it when he enlightened his cigarette.

“That was amazing girl.” He said to you.

“Indeed. Thank you for accepting the offer.” You laughed and Roger groaned. “Still not satisfied?” You asked down at him.

“Girl next time.” He demanded and grabbed a cigarette from his night stand.

“Jesus, fine.” You groaned.

Freddie was wearing his clothes after smoking. You wore your tiny robe, following him to the main door.

“Thank you for letting me have a good time.” You smiled at him. “I wanted it for a long time.” You giggled.

“Well, just give me a call.” He made the phone gesture with his fingers and kissed your cheek before leaving.

“Tell me he’s gone!” He shouted from the bedroom.

You walked back at the bedroom, Roger covered his penis with the sheet. He looked at you staring him unsatisfied. “ What?” He asked.

“You’re a mobile grumpy man.” You said laying next to him. “You didn’t even let me enjoy it.”

“I don’t like other men touching you. How much clear can I make it?” He asked, placing the cigarette at the other side. “I barely wanted to do it.”

“But you did it because you love me.” You caressed his chest. “And Freddie is mostly attracted to men so nothing’s going to happen between him and me.” You reassured him.

“I am so embarrassed to look at him tomorrow.” He covered his eyes.

“He won’t be embarrassed though, you did a thing friends don’t do. Fuck the other’s girlfriend. Together. Not separately.” You teased him and he looked at you shocked.

“I think you need a little punishment. Maybe the last round wasn’t good enough for you.” He laid on top of you, ready to give you another shot.