If you thought the animated beast from the 90s was hot, honey, just wait until you watch Dan Stevens as a broad, built, tall specimen with kind eyes walk around with pajamas on and you will experience a whole new kind of self questioning 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
So this is my new series based on Carolina. This is just the introduction! Follow me and let me know what you guys think! I also love talking and answering any questions so send me a nice ask! Enjoy!
She never used to be like this.
Growing up in Carolina she was what people would describe as a good girl. She made straight a’s, didn’t get drunk until her 21st birthday, and didn’t date much. However, after college, she wanted a new change of scenery. She could have easily gone to grad school in the Carolina’s, but she wanted to see what was on the West Coast.
When she got to California, she was culture shocked. Everyone seemed fake and party crazed. Soon as she arrived at LAX, she wanted to turn around and get the first flight back to Charlotte. She couldn’t though. To be a serious writer she needed to get her master’s and go to grad school. She would only be here for two years. She could handle it.
Now a year into a grad school, that good little girl from Carolina has transformed into someone she never thought she would become.
She was sat in her first class when a man with brown hair and green eyes that reminded her of the hills of Carolina walked into the room. He was clad in a black dress shirt, with a few buttons undone. She noticed his two tattoos on his collar bone. He was tall and incredibly fit. He was the most gorgeous man she has ever laid eyes on.
She was praying that he would sit next to her. So, you could imagine her shock when he put his Gucci logo patterned briefcase on the desk in the front of the classroom that is usually designated for the professor.
Her luck got even worse introduced when he introduced himself and his voice was deep and had the thickest English accent she has ever heard. She wanted nothing more than to pounce on him, but she was here for one reason and one reason only. Get her Master’s degree and start working for Conde Nast.
That was the first promise she couldn’t keep to herself.
She was three weeks into grad school, and she was slowly but surely settling into her West Coast life. Harry, her insanely gorgeous professor, who she found out that she would have every semester until she finishes post-grad. Just finished the class, and she was packing her things when he first spoke her name. It was smooth off of his pink tongue. It sounded sinful and she wanted to hear him say it while he was naked in bed and her mouth was wrapped around his cock.
“Yes,” she answered politely with a bright smile. He motioned for her to come to his desk in a come hither motion.
She was sure her feet have never moved so fast in their life.
Another one-shot I wrote for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash‘s second Writing Challenge. I honestly have no idea where I found the courage to actually post this, but there you have it, some priest!Negan smut… With a twist.
Synopsis: Father Negan, the new priest in town, sparks the interest of Angelica, a girl who used to live there and is back only for the weekend.
Warnings: cursing, blasphemy galore, major priest kink, spanking, sliiiight name calling, unprotected sex.
Word count: 3379
The sun was starting to set as Angelica pulled her ash blonde hair up into a tight bun and applied a thin layer of colorless lip gloss over her rosy lips.
She was staying at her aunt’s place for a few days and couldn’t believe her younger cousin Maria had persuaded her to go to church with her. There wasn’t much to do in this small town anyways, so she’d agreed to join her for evening mass, despite the fact that she couldn’t remember the last time she’d been in the presence of a bible.
Prompt: Ignore the fact that I keep requesting stuff but I love your writing and the aus are my favorite so could you write ‘Fuck me you’re cute why did we have to meet on the one day I decided to stay in my sweats??’ with Jay? by @natasha-baggins
Y/N groaned as she kicked off her heels. Some days are longer than others and this one in particular had to be at least twenty years long.
She went to the bedroom, put on her favorite pair of sweats, and then settled on her couch to watch netflix. She was about halfway through the first movie she put on when she decided to order takeout.
“Remind me why we decided to get jobs as delivery boys.” Jason grumbled as he gathered the items for the order he was about to deliver.
“Because mercenary work is slow and we need the extra cash?” Roy supplied as he also got ready to head out. “Stop bitching, Jaybird. It isn’t like this is the worst gig we have ever had.”
Jason just groaned and headed out the door.
Y/N had about reached the point of starvation by the time the doorbell rang. She quickly grabbed her wallet.
She opened the door to find literally the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Tall. Dark hair. Bright blue eyes. He took her breath away. And here she was in sweats with her hair up in a messy bun. Whatever makeup was left on her face was probably smudged to hell and back.
She blushed slightly and gave what she hoped was a friendly smile. “So what was the total again?”
The man started a bit because he had also been entranced. Jason honestly thought she looked so cute and would have loved nothing more than to join her on the lazy evening she was obviously enjoying. “Oh, it is, um, $15.” He said as he checked the receipt.
Y/N pulled out a $20 and exchanged it for the bag of food. “Keep the change.” She was about to close the door when Jason said “Wait! I need you to sign this.”
“Oh okay. My name on this line?” Y/N said as she grabbed the pen and receipt.
“Yep. Your name and your number.” Jason said with a slight smirk.
Y/N paused for a minute, a slight blush appearing on the bridge of her nose at the realization.
“Why? You need me to take a survey or something?” She joked slightly as she wrote it out.
“Yeah, I need to know if you were satisfied with my service.” Jason answered with a smirk.
Y/N giggled and handed him the receipt. “Oh, I will definitely let you know.” She laughed. “Until next time then.” She closed the door and covered her hands with her mouth. Super hot delivery guy thought she was cute enough to ask for her number.
This is just my explanations for all my Modern Olympian Greek God aesthetics series. The concepts I had in mind while making it, and the story behind each one. If you haven’t seen it, the link is HERE.
This is part one, there are too many to put all on one post, and I keep making more. So here are the first six concepts.
Cronus, Zeus’ father, used to be a corporate monster. In fact, he was greedy, and terrible, and wouldn’t even let his sons inherit the business. Zeus inherited nothing from him, essentially building himself from ground zero. He overthrew his father, becoming even more powerful and appraised by the nation. Zeus is now a powerhouse of a businessman, now grown to political power. He’s fair to the people, as well as making making more jobs and saving money for the middle class. He’s no saint though, he likes to spend tax payer’s money on things for himself and his family. Not to mention he’s a known playboy, and has openly slept with other women that have not been his wife. And has many bastards, some he knows about, and others he doesn’t. Opinions of Zeus among the citizens are conflicted; while many still support him, and others believe he is only a tamer version of his father.
Hera is a woman that you do not want to cross or upset. She’s a strong and independent woman who is married to someone that takes her for granted, or so some people say. Though Hera does not need Zeus’ money to be stable; she is the Editor and Chief of a bridal magazine, as well as owns her own bridal chain store that have many locations all over the nation. When you meet Hera, you know she can get any man she wants; she’s a gorgeous woman who demands your respect. However, unlike her husband, she values marriage above all things and endures Zeus’ scandals with grace… and a little bit of revenge. Hera is a strong maternal figure with her kids, putting them above everyone else, and would do anything to protect them and steer them in the right direction so they can become their best. However, as their kids could attest, but never out loud, they are more afraid of mommy than they are of daddy.
Poseidon has power on a different level. He has various hobbies, including surfing and building cars, but he does not lead a chill lifestyle. He conquers the urban beach cities with his MC (Motorcycle Club or rather Motorcycle Gang). He is a rather likeable man, but like the ocean he lives next to, Poseidon can be as unpredictable as he is deadly. Insult him, and you’ll be sleeping with the fishes. Literally. Poseidon has a colourful set of skin, littered with various oceanic tattoos, as well as slightly tanned from living on the beach. As the MC leader, he has branches all over the nation, all of which run garages and other establishments that he all owns. He makes quite a bit of cash for someone who looks like a beach bum. Like his brother, he has a young and beautiful wife, but has one too many concubines and bastard children spread around in the nation. Though his true love is his 67 Blue Mustang.
Living a simpler life than the others, Demeter took after her grandmother in way of life. She lives on a farm with acres of barley, and tends to everything mostly by herself. She also has an apple orchard, and during the fall, she grows pumpkins. Demeter loves to garden and getting her hands dirty; feeling her fingers push into the soil and feel the roots reminds her a lot of embracing her grandmother. It was mostly the smell of the earth. She had once lived with her darling daughter, Persephone, and life was so much brighter than. She would chase her little flower through the fields and together they would braid their hair and make crowns with wild flowers. They would play with the piglets in the mud and nurse then after a long day of playing. Though now her daughter is all grown up, she has her own life. And while Demeter does not approve of Persephone’s husband, she is content enough that she found someone she loves. Only now without her in the house, every season feels like winter. It’s only when she visits her that she feels as warm as spring.
A man that people seldom talk about in a conversation. Hades is a mob boss who has businesses in the underground of the nation. A filthy rich man who a lot of people owe money to. His debt collector? Charon. Everyone has to pay the ferryman eventually, and if they try to run, Hades has an arsenal of gangsters to find them. His prize hitman, Thanatos, and of course, his three faithful dobermans who are all too willing to rip a man’s throat if given the command. Despite being someone that many fear, Hades is a complex individual. On his exterior he comes off as foreboding, ominous and terrifying. Though who he is, is truly different. Hades is a romantic, and he is the most faithful out of his brothers. He would be too, because falling in love with Persephone was unexpected. She is so much younger than him, so full of life that he is drawn to her like a moth to a flame. In Persephone, he sees what he lacks, and is devoted to his queen, because her love balances his life, which has always been full of death.
Hestia, like her sister Demeter, lives a modest life as well. Hestia is incapable of having children, but her heart is always in her home and with family. She holds many jobs, all of which she loves, because it allows her to be closer to people. As a kindergarten teacher, she is able to be with children, since she cannot have them herself. She even calls them “her kids”, since every year she grows to love each young heart that she has the honour of teaching and knowing. Hestia is also a realtor, which is one of her passions. To find the perfect home for a family brings her much joy. She also loves to home decorate, and provide DIY decorations for people on her etsy. Hestia lives in a peaceful suburban town with a low population, where everyone knows everyone. The winters are strong and long, but with a burning fireplace, and a hot cup of cocoa with marshmallows, Hestia never feels cold in her beautiful forest home. Her walls are covered with pictures of her sisters and brothers, and her nieces and nephews, and friends she had made over the year, as well as school photos with her kids at work.
I’ll post part two in a couple of days! (Next six is Dionysus, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hermes, and Ares)
“Oh isn’t he just adorable”?! Jon’s mum cooed as she rocked and bounced little 3 month old baby Eddie where she stood in the middle of their living room.
“Yes, yes” Ned said with a little frustration as he swiped the baby from Lyanna’s arms and deposited him into Jon’s with a more satisfied look upon his face. “There you go lad, time to find out about being a man”.