#saxon imagines

[aquaholicsanonymousworld]

Treading Water Pairing: Saxon Ratliff x Girlfriend!Reader

The pool of the White Lotus Resort after midnight was a different world. The daytime chatter of tourists was gone, replaced by the hush of the ocean breeze and the distant clink of glasses from the resort’s private lounges. The water was still, the moonlight casting silver ripples across its surface, and the air was thick with the kind of heat that never truly left, even after the sun had set.

It felt stolen, like you weren’t supposed to be here.

Neither was Saxon.

Yet here you were—waist-deep in water, his hands gripping your hips beneath the surface, his chest brushing against yours, his eyes flickering between mischief and something darker.

“What if your mother finds out?” you taunted, voice low as you traced a single finger down his damp shoulder.

Saxon exhaled a sharp breath, his grip on you tightening just slightly. “Then she’ll make some passive-aggressive comment over breakfast and pretend she didn’t hear you moaning my name in the middle of the night.”

Your stomach flipped at his words, but you refused to let him see it. You tilted your head, nails skimming lightly down his chest. “That’s assuming I do.”

His smirk faltered for a half-second—barely noticeable, but enough for you to catch it. You had him.

He recovered quickly, stepping in closer, leaving almost no space between your bodies. The water made everything feel weightless, like you were floating between a dream and a mistake.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Saxon murmured, his voice softer now, rougher, his fingers sliding down your spine.

You let your lips graze his jaw, not quite kissing him, just enough to feel his breath catch. “You love it.”

A slow chuckle vibrated against your skin, his hands slipping lower, pressing you flush against him. “I love it when you quit pretending you don’t want this as much as I do.”

Your fingers curled into his hair, pulling him in just enough that your lips brushed—a breath away, torturously close—but still, you didn’t close the gap. You wanted to make him wait, make him chase, make him feel what you felt every time he whispered something in your ear at the dinner table just to see you squirm under his mother’s disapproving gaze.

“Beg for it,” you teased, barely above a whisper.

Saxon’s eyes darkened, his jaw clenching. For once, he didn’t have a cocky response. Just the quiet rise and fall of his breath, his hands skimming over wet skin, the tension between you stretched so tight it might just snap—

His mouth was on yours, deep and impatient, tongue sweeping against yours in a way that was more desperate than smug. His hands slid down, gripping beneath your thighs, lifting you slightly so your legs wrapped around him. He groaned into your mouth, stumbling backward until his back hit the pool wall, but he didn’t stop kissing you. Didn’t stop biting, licking, sucking like he was making up for lost time.

Water splashed between you as he dragged you even closer, kissing you like he needed you, like something in him would unravel if he didn’t. His hands roamed, exploring skin damp with chlorine, thumbs tracing the curves of your waist, nails scratching lightly as he tilted his head to kiss you deeper, dirtier.

You gasped into his mouth when he pressed you against the ledge, holding you there, teeth tugging at your bottom lip like he wanted to ruin you right here, in the middle of the goddamn pool.

“Saxon—”

“Shhh,” he murmured, but his voice was too wrecked for his usual arrogance. He was unraveling, falling apart beneath your touch, beneath the way you were rocking against him. Hard. Desperate. A collision of heat and restraint unraveling all at once. He groaned into your mouth, hands gripping, pulling, deepening—like he was making up for every moment he had to pretend you weren’t the only thing on his mind all night.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless, the water lapping against your bodies, your fingers still tangled in his hair.

Saxon exhaled a laugh, low and dazed. “That’s more like it.”

You smirked, running a thumb over his swollen bottom lip. “I’m just getting started.”

Then—a noise.

The shuffle of footsteps on the nearby stone pathway.

You both froze.

The spell snapped, the sharp contrast of reality hitting as Saxon rested his forehead against yours, both of you breathing hard, his fingers still curled around your hips.

“Shit,” he whispered, grinning like a devil, like he knew exactly what kind of trouble you’d just caused. “We should probably move.”

You swallowed, still dazed, still feeling the ghost of his mouth on your skin. But you smirked, running your fingers through his damp hair before whispering—

“Not yet.”

And just like that, he was kissing you again.

[caedmonofwhitby]

Virgin and Child, St Cuthbert’s Coffin, Durham Cathedral

Anglo-Saxon

The earliest surviving carved representation of the Virgin and Child in British art.

St Cuthbert’s coffin remains one of the most stunning pieces of Anglo-Saxon wood work in the country.

[naturallyred]

What I actually want is a White Lotus Season 3 novelization focused on the Ratliff family, including all the deleted scenes and more fucked up content

[thetorturedlovergirl]

Canon Master outfit

[witchofthemidlands]

if i put my practical brain to one side & chose to forget the impossibility, timelines, dates & all realms of sanity i'd want to see the absolute horror show that would be the political battle between roger ap' gwilliam & harold saxon.

[lady-wyrd]

Iseult in The Last Kingdom 1x07

[niffl]

Another little headcannon (inspired by @roxannepolice headcannon that every master post cheetah virus still has it deep in their dna)

Every master post-cheetah virus is like a magnet for cats.

[msue0027]

Harold Saxon pss pss psss

[aquaholicsanonymousworld]

Saxon x girlfriend!reader where reader is basically the girl everyone wants that Saxon chased after not because he liked her but because he had to have what no one else could. They start dating and Saxon genuinely falls in love with her and dose everything he can to impress her but she’s very “whatever” about his efforts because she’s just satisfied with having a boyfriend with money and she was willing to turn a blind eye if he cheated but then he starts telling her how much he loves her and she’s just like “yeah right” and expects him to cheat any minute. It turns into this pathetic chase that his family witnesses first hand when they go to the white lotus. Maybe it even gets to the point where she avoids him during the trip like running off with his siblings or doing activities on her own. You can decide the rest.

Fools Gold

Pairing: Saxon Ratliff x Girlfriend!Reader

Saxon was never supposed to fall in love with you.

You were just a status symbol, the most sought-after girl in his world, the one everyone wanted but only he got to have. That was the point—why he asked you out in the first place. You were untouchable, a trophy to be won, and he was the guy who won you.

And you? You thought he was cute. He was rich, not as insufferable as the other trust-fund losers that constantly threw themselves at you, and—most importantly—dating him made life easier.

So you said yes.

And somewhere along the way, he fell in love for real.

If Saxon thought this vacation was going to bring you closer, he was a fucking idiot.

You spent most of your time avoiding him, filling your days with spa treatments, yoga classes, and endless glasses of overpriced rosé with Piper while he chased you like some lovesick puppy.

At dinner, you barely spoke to him, more focused on your wine than whatever conversation his family was pretending to have. When the night wound down, you’d finally give him your attention—dragging him to bed, letting him have you, but only when you wanted.

It was just enough to keep things smooth.

And yet, he wouldn’t stop trying.

More gifts. More attention. More effort.

At first, you ignored it—thinking it was just a game, the way rich boys got obsessive when something they owned started slipping from their grasp. But the way he watched you, the way he kept pushing to spend more time together, the way he looked at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered…

It felt real.

You weren’t sure how it happened, but somewhere between another overpriced dinner and another bottle of wine, you found yourself alone with him on the villa’s balcony—the air thick with something unspoken, the glow of the infinity pool casting blue light against his skin.

He was nervous. You could tell.

“You know,” he started, turning a half-full glass in his hand, “I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about you.”

You raised a brow, lazily sipping your wine. “What way?”

Saxon looked at you then, really looked at you, and the vulnerability in his eyes made something uncomfortable stir in your chest.

“I love you.”

You laughed. A quiet, disbelieving breath of laughter, because that was the last thing you ever expected to hear.

“You don’t,” you said simply, shaking your head, because how could he?

“I do.” He leaned forward, setting his glass down, his voice softer now, but certain. “You think you don’t have anything to offer me but your looks, but you don’t even see yourself the way I do.”

You froze.

Because that was the part that got you.

Not the “I love you.” Not the romantic confession.

But the fact that he saw right through you.

That he knew. That he understood.

And that scared you more than anything else ever had.

[caedmonofwhitby]

The opening of the Gospel for Palm Sunday, 11th-century

Anglo-Saxon manuscript (BL Stowe 944)

British Library

[lazer-screwdriver]

Dingo!Master Bunny!Lucy first meeting where he’s like >:)) I could eat u…. and she kicks him in the muzzle so hard he sees stars

[collegeboysam]

how old do you think Saxon is?

Probably around 25-27? He has finished college but still seems like he hasn't worked for too long at Tim's company, while also having worked long enough to start asking his dad to share more of the problems and responsibilities he faces as the owner. So he must have a couple of years working for his dad under his belt to ask for Tim to rely on him more while still being considered new-ish as a finance investor and that's why he might be eager to prove himself.

[good--merits-accumulated]

the anderperry fair folk au is going well <- (guy who just wrote 500 words' worth of description about a travelling outfit)

[mandalorianfleshenjoyer]

Ursa Wren should've yeeted Gar Saxon out the fucking window the moment he appeared on Krownest. Not because it made sense, but because it'd be pretty fucking funny

[lavenderleavened]

My brain is plagues with thoughts

Imagine like. .. . . . Anglo-Saxon batman 😳

With like . . . . Hand crafted animal masks n stuff (think similar to Yaekolre) 😳😳

OH THE POTENTIAL 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

[kmtaylorsdarkrealms]

Incredible read of the beginning portion of the Codex Sohrakia: The Gifted Dark prologue by the amazing Joshua Saxon. Joshua will be narrating the audiobook version, to be released later this year! I’m ecstatic!