eddy boss

anonymous asked:

13, 14, and 19 with Reddie pretty please!!!!!

fictional kiss prompts | ACCEPTING

13. following the kiss with a series of kisses down the neck

Richie had actually got a home gaming console, which meant that Eddie was going to have to do everything in his power to get Richie away from them. He never thought that he would be jealous of a game.

So as Richie was trying to defeat the boss, Eddie slipped closer towards Richie. He let his hand touch Richie’s arm, which Richie moved his arm away quickly.

His eyebrows furrowed as he sat on his knees, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

“Babe.” Eddie muttered against Richie’s ear, wanting him to pay attention to him, not the game.

All that came as a response was a small grunt, no words to it. Eddie knew he had to get a bit more extreme. Grabbing the controller, he moved it out of Richie’s hands as he straddled his boyfriend’s lap.

“Eds, what the fu-” But before Richie’s sentence was over, Eddie’s lips were on his. His fingers gripped tightly at his hair as he felt Eddie’s tongue running along his bottom lip.

Kisses started to travel down from his lips, towards his neck. Soft kisses peppered along his soft skin. A tug of his hair nearly drove Richie over the edge, Eddie’s lips moving to make a mark on Richie’s neck.

14. starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in passion

Drive in movies were always Richie’s favorite thing, he got to spend time with all the losers and he got to be out of his house. So when Stan pulled up in front of his house with Eddie and Bill. Bill took up the front seat while Eddie was sitting in the back. Richie was thrilled. He grabbed his sweatshirt, shoving his wallet and cigarettes into the pocket.

He walked up to the car and got into the back, sliding next to Eddie, giving him a wink. Once they got to the drive in, he paid for him and Eddie. The snacks and drinks were on Eddie and they were soon, sitting cuddled up against each other.

Eddie was trying to focus on the movie, but Richie had other plans. Richie’s hand snaked up Eddie’s thigh as he nuzzled his nose against Eddie’s chin. Richie’s warm breath was pressed against Eddie’s neck.

“Richie… Not now.” Eddie whispered towards the other male, planting a soft kiss against his boyfriend’s lips.

Once Eddie pulled away, Richie was pushing Eddie down against the backseats of Stan’s car. Eddie’s small squeal was covered up by Richie’s lips.

Hands slipping along Eddie’s sides, Richie hovered over him, trying to cover any sounds that slipped out of Eddie’s mouth. But before he could kiss Eddie again, a small moan slipped out of Eddie’s lips, causing Stan to turn around.

“Can you two not have sex in the back of my car?” He asked in an irritated tone as he shook his head.

19. kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing 

Eddie was pacing back and forth in Richie’s bedroom. His hands wiping against his pant legs as he was trying to catch his breath. Eddie had finally told his mother that he was gay and her first reaction was to send him away.

Richie’s house was the only place that Eddie could think of going to. His feet never moved so fast in his entire life. His hands fidgeting with his fanny pack as he shook his head, trying to think of any words to say to his boyfriend.

“Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on, Eds?” Richie asked as he looked towards the smaller male as he saw Eddie shaking his head vigorously, just pacing in his bedroom.

Richie got up from his bed, standing in Eddie’s way so he couldn’t pace. He grabbed Eddie’s face and pressed his lips against the others. Eddie’s body reacted quickly, at first, tensing up. Then once Richie continued to kiss him, Eddie’s body relaxed.

Eddie’s thoughts floated away when he was in Richie’s hands. His mother was nothing but a spot in the back of his mind.


Jonathan Strange and his wonderful and frankly astounding technique for blowing out candles

anonymous asked:

Can I get a 2 and 72 with Spencer? Thank you!

2.  “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
72.  “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”

“Anything else you’d like to say?” the burlier of the two said.  His voice was deep and menacing, and his partner wore a terrible smirk.  

“Please don’t do this,” the woman said.  Tears were springing from her eyes.  “I have a daughter.  Please!”

“You’re really starting to get on my nerves, with all this bullshit about ‘family’.  Eddie, shut her up please,” the scrawny one said.  He was obviously the leader, you could tell that much.  

With your hands tied behind your back, it was difficult to move.  Struggling against your restraints, you tried to scream, but the fabric that had been tied around your head and shoved into your mouth muffled it.  You looked away as ‘Eddie’ did what he was told to do.  With two shots, the woman was out.  Tears were streaming now from your own eyes.

“That one too?” Eddie asked his boss.  

“No, no.  I want to have fun with the agent,” the boss said, walking over to you.  Without warning, his foot collided with stomach, the pain shooting through your body.  Now laying down, your face smashed against the hard concrete floor.  You could feel the blood dripping down your face.

“So how did you out of all of you pig friends find us?” he asked teasingly, kicking you again.  “Oh yeah.  You didn’t.  We found you.”  Another kick.

The room was hazy, but there was no mistaking the sight of your boss behind Eddie, your boyfriend two steps behind him, a worried look on his face.

“Thomas Finnegan,” Hotch said, his voice carrying throughout the confined area.  “Stop what you are doing.”

Thomas’ face didn’t falter, he didn’t turn to face your coworker or boyfriend.  He continued to look down at you.  Eddie on the other hand, seemed a bit startled by the new company.  He raised his hands in surrender.  Morgan shot through the door, cuffing the burly man.

“We can make this easy Thomas,” Hotch said, his gun trained on the man.  

You looked up to meet his eyes, practically daring him.  You saw the gun, knew he had it.  One move and he was dead, and you didn’t mind that.

“Try me,” he said, raising his gun to your head before a shot rang out and he fell to the ground.

Tears continued to free flow out of your eyes, your cries still muffled.

“Y/N,” Spencer said, rushing to your aid.  He untied your wrists and muffle, pulling you to him in a warm embrace.  You clenched his shirt, sobbing into the fabric.  “Hey, hey, calm down.  They can’t hurt you anymore,” he said into your hair, kissing your head over and over again.  “You’re okay, baby.  You’re okay.”

“Thank you,” you said against his shirt.  Your arms snaked around his neck, trying to get him infinitely closer to you.

Just smile.  I really need to see you smile right now,” he said, holding you away far enough so he could see your face.  You met your eyes with his, unable to bear a smile.  “We have cookies and cupcakes back at the station that have your name all over them,” he tried.

And just looking at him, the concern etched in his features, his hair looking a mess and his expression hopeful and frazzled, you couldn’t help but curl the corners of your lips up.  You love him so much.

“There’s that beautiful smile.”

anonymous asked:

Line you're drawing is likely why the court hasn't thrown it out - but for me, it's a dangerous precedent to set allowing this case for reasons noted. Even if she was wrong/lied it still is down to his employer's actions & what is allowed under his contract in terms of firing. Going after her for false accusation/method of reporting is the scary part of this - precedent-wise. If he sued his employer, it could have argued proper dismissal &/or reliance on her claim (& 3rd partied her to address).

oh, of course. I think it could be a horrible precedent, but i think he will lose, and no precedent will be set other than it is a shaky claim. And perhaps others watching will take note of that aside from the fact that she didnt interfere, it’s hard to prove anyway.  His case is built on a house of straw; Bob Call and Eddie Haskell (his bosses) both claim that they had no plans to terminate him prior to the incident. One of Bob’s primary claims for not believing Mueller is that he changed his story during Bob’s investigation…hence the fact that the audio file which Mueller lost/destroyed is so critical, because it would have provided concrete proof of that, and with it being ‘missing’ it comes down to Bob’s word. And of course, there is the fact he has changed his story from he didnt do it, to he might have jostled with her hand on accident, to the claim that Eddie said he did it. 

IMO, he clearly went at her because (1) she has money and (2) he probably thought she would settle to sweep it under the rug and make it non public. He already knew by Summer 2014 that she was not pressing criminal charges when he filed his initial claim, so he knew she didnt want to make it a public matter. Lincoln Financial / Entercom would have probably fought him, not settled, had he gone after them, but they deal with this kind of stuff all the time so its not a big deal to them to have a court case with a disgruntled former employee. It would have been very easy for her to settle and require him to sign an NDA and keep it quiet. He was probably banking on it. 


What Undercover Ren reminded me of.