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characther aesthetics: Women of the Scarlet Guard - Red Queen, by Victoria Aveyard

Never doubt that you are valuable and powerful and deserving of every chance and opportunity in the world to pursue and achieve your own dreams.“ HRC

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dovecameron: happy birthday @arianagrande i love you

so next week:

no shadowhunters
no stitchers
and no PLL because ITS OVER

my love/hate relationship is now also with freeform :)))

Don't tease me (Pt. 1)

Warnings: swearing,sexual talk, no smut this time (just wait for part two ;) )

 Summary: Jerome has come home from a failed mission and you feel like having a lil fun with him, your own way to test the boss. 

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 I emerge from the soothing water of the shower, my fingertips wrinkled like prunes from the amount of unnecessary amount of time I spent washing myself. I dry myself all over with one of the soft towels from a hook. I could get used to this, Galvan’s penthouse is a steep step up from the stingy halls of Arkham. I slip into a bra and panties, both red. Just the way Jerome likes them. And I throw a fetching red slip over the top. I started applying a lotion over my body when Jerome barges in, arriving back after Galvan sent them on a mission to obliterate a bus full of cheerleaders. 

 "So embarrassing! We couldn’t even get the lighter to work!“ He huffs, collapsing onto the plush bed. I walk over to him, looking down on him with the lotion in my hand.  "I work with idiots” he grumbles, staring at the ceiling. I smile at his tantrum and then turn away to put the lotion back when Jerome suddenly bolts up and grabs my arm to stop me in my tracks. 

 "And where do you think you’re going dressed like that?“ He grins. I smile sweetly and then speedily straddle his lap. I begin leaning closer and closer, the scent of the gasoline from his clothes tinges my nose. I like it.

 "I” I kiss his neck. 

“Was” I suck a little 

“Going” I continue before a completely pull away. 

 "To put this lotion back" I chirp and hop off his lap before he can stop me. I sashay over to the dresser, never looking back to Jerome. “C'mon baby don’t do that” Jerome whines. “Don’t do what?” I ask sweetly as I put down the lotion on the dresser and turn to see the disgruntled look on his face. 

 "That" he growls. “I don’t know what you’re talking about” I shrug. I purposely knock the lotion off the dresser. “Oops” I exclaim. I turn around and bend down slowly to pick up the lotion, giving Jerome a full view of my backside, giving a cheeky wiggle. I hear shuffling and then I feel hands gripping my waist and turning me around.

 "You really think you can tease me like that?“ Jerome’s eyebrows raise. "That wasn’t my intention” I pout, keeping up the innocent act. I feel something poke my inner thigh, causing me to break character and smirk. 

Jerome groans and rolls his head back. “Fuck you” he moans. I grin and push him down into the dresser stool, straddling his lap, I run my fingers through his soft red hair. 

 "You look stressed baby, do you want me to help you with that?“ I whisper in his ear, my teeth nibbling at his lobe. He hums in return and I roll my eyes. "Is that a yes or a no? I can’t tell” I wonder teasingly. “For fucks sake, yes” he groans. “Tut tut, is that how you speak to a lady?” I scold before I begin to suck at his neck once more. He moans, leaning his head to the side to give me more access to his neck. “Oh that’s good” he sighs, as I grind my hips back and forth slowly, tempting him even more. “Faster” he purrs.

 Instead of obeying him, I climb off and giving him a rough kiss, pulling away with his bottom lip in my teeth. “You don’t get anything Valeska” I shrug as he looks confused. “You didn’t kill those cheerleaders” I pull on my silky black dressing gown and begin to walk to the door.

 "What the- oh c'mon" he grunts. “Bye” I wave as I leave the room with a giggle. “I’m so getting you back for this” I hear him grumble as I walk down the hallway.

 I spend the rest of the night giggling and drinking with Barbara, all the while wondering why Jerome hasn’t joined us. It’s very unlike him. I make my way back to the bedroom later, expecting Jerome to be there but he isn’t. The bathroom is empty and he’s nowhere to be seen. “Oh well” I sigh and take off my dressing gown and chucking it on the floor. “More bed for me.” I giggle and flop onto the bed, quickly snuggling up and falling asleep.

 I wake up and it looks like it morning  but when I attempt to move my arm, I find my hands handcuffed to the headboard of the bed.

 "He didn’t- “

Originally posted by angelrahmiel

WE HAD ONE EPISODE. AN EPISODE WHERE ALL OUR SHIPS (ESPECIALLY CAMSTEN) ARE HAPPY, THEY SOLVE THE CASE AND HAVE THEIR ADORABLE HUMOR. BUT NOW WE MUST WAIT TWO WEEKS, AND ALL THE SHIT WILL HIT THE FAN. CAMERONS DAD IS POSSIBLY THE KILLER OF THEIR NEXT VICTIM, THESE ASSHOLES MOVED KIRSTENS MOM AGAIN, STINGER SHOWS UP AT IVYS HOUSE, AND CAMERON IS GETTING TARGETED FOR HIS DADS CRIMES. I AM GOING TO KEEP MY HAPPINESS FROM THIS EPISODE AS LONG AS I CAN AND NOT WORRY ABOUT SOMETHING HAPPENING IN TWO WEEKS. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT

And they’re literally showing Finding Nemo on next Monday. Like THAT IS WHY THERES NO STITCHERS. SPOILER ALERT: NEMO WAS FOUND. WE CAN STOP LOOKING FOR HIM AND DO MORE IMPORTANT THINGS LIKE WATCH STITCHERS AND TEND TO CAMERON’S INJURIES