“dacre montgomery is the sexiest man alive” i say into the mic. the crowd boos. i begin to walk off in shame. “no, she's right” says a voice from the back of the room. the lights come on. it’s joe keery.
Anonymous asked:
yandere caledon hockley
Caledon has an extremely possessive nature towards you. This means that he demands that you spend most of your time with him. He doesn't want you to spend time with others. He takes pleasure in torturing those who come between the two of you and his opponents. As long as you are his obedient lover / or wife, he will not be sadistic towards you. Caledon thinks you need him. The thought that you will never survive in this world without it is always in your mind. So he has a superiority complex. He will always have the idea that you are a needy being. He wants to have control over everything in your life. He demands that you tell him everything and leave it to him to make all the decisions. He easily impresses you and others with his charisma. He never ceases to pamper you. No one can stop him from providing you with everything you want. He is kind and sweet to you as long as you listen to him and stay loyal. He does not hesitate to punish you physically and mentally when necessary. His selfish character always causes him to act in accordance with his own wishes and for his own benefit. He always considers himself superior to everyone else because of his arrogance. He displays a condescending behavior towards people he doesn't like and his rivals.
Billy Zane as The Collector in Demon Knight (1995)
god billy zane pls top me
one of yall needs to write a fanfic abt cal from titanic i know hes an asshole but billy zane is hot asf
tom would’ve 100% taken greg with him on the oceangate submersible to the titanic wreck
smutty
trevor is nothing like michael. trevor doesn't lie nor does he promise you empty words. trevor has always been there for you because in all reality, you're all he has. you're the only one who seems to give a fuck about him.
sitting on the front of his truck next to him on the so-called beach of sandy shores, the darkness of night floods around you. it must've been around one in the morning when you had called trevor just saying you had had enough about michael. as soon as he heard it was about his so called friend he picked you up asap and took you somewhere to take a breather.
michael would never do this. all michael cares about, which you came to realize, is your body. not about your feelings, he's just using you. which really pisses off trevor but doesn't surprise him.
you don't really know what comes over you but you just look at trevor and it just hits you all of a sudden. it's always been trevor. he's always been there for you, that man has never abandoned you nor has he ever used you. yes he makes sexual comments towards you sometimes but you dont really mind anymore, but he's not using you. and everytime you ever need him he's always been there within minutes if not seconds.
and trev catches you staring at him with this look in your eyes, "wha-"
but you cut him off by kissing him and boy does this man not hold back.
within minutes trevor's trousers and boxers are down by his ankles and he's got you sat on his truck bonnet, standing between your legs, absolutely fucking you senseless yet passionately. a mix of fucking and love making, neither one of the other. just passion.
and in those minutes you swear he makes you feel more than michael ever has done in the past six months.
(listen i don't know what this is, im just sad and want trevor <3)
Anonymous asked:
None of them you’re just horny for Tom and billy u big doe 👀👀👀👀
LMFAO THATS TRUE SIS
Violet Eyes & Violent Delights (Aegon II Targaryen x Reader)
WARNINGS: NON-CON, manipulation, loss of virginity, mentions of incest (Helaena x Aemond), power imbalance, mentions of consensual fidelity
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summary: You picked a flower, and Aegon picked you for himself.
rip billy hargrove you would have loved ice spice
Anonymous asked:
Hello, how about a request of Homelander x fem reader slow dancing with each other. At a Vought party, or just the two of them alone with soft music.
The nature of Homelander’s relationship with you isn’t one of simple romance. It’s transformative. Through you, so much of the world has been made new to him.
Music, for example, has taken on an entirely new meaning. Formerly, he’d only ever viewed it as a utilitarian thing. Instruments fill the conversational lulls during parties, giving him something rhythmic to focus on. It's better than the endless cacophony of a hundred human bodies breathing, swallowing, pulsing, and nattering on.
Jingles carry their capitalist agenda and nest worm-like into consumers' ears. Songs on the radio sell love, lipstick and laughter. All of it is perfectly engineered for the demographic with the most spending power.
Now, music is your arms around his neck, your body moving with his. It’s the one two three four, one two three four your lips move to as you track your steps. Music is one of the many products of the world that you utilize so naturally to express your love and your joy. He might have been cynical about it if not for the fact you use it to express your love for him.
At the sound of your voice, Homelander snaps out of his thoughts. He blinks several times, refocusing on your eyes. You’re smiling, as soft and warm as summer sunlight, while music wafts through the penthouse. The sway of your bodies has become so practiced, he had zoned out for a moment. “What?”
