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nikki-rook · 5 months

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Michael Sheen as Martin Whitly - Prodigal Son

#this man - character and actor - is my favorite #michael sheen #micheal sheen #prodigal son #martin whitly #prodigal #son #michael #sheen #nikkirookgif #prodigalson #othershows

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opportunityarose · 5 months

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this show is so unserious

#prodigal son #michael sheen #martin whitly #malcolm bright #og post

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brightmalcolm · 7 months

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Um, I have to tell you, Stanley, I was in a pretty bad place.

#prodigal son #prodigalsonedit #martin whitly #micheal sheen #prodigal son fox #useraurore #usersawah #userangel #userveronika #*#never coloring this show AGAIN can we get 50 likes?

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scoopdi-woop · 7 months

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Young Michael Sheen this, young Michael Sheen that

LOOK AT HIM

BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT WE HAVE NOW

LET ME AT HIM

#i need sedating after every #prodigal son #episode #also dont get me wrong i still love #young michael sheen #but that's all im seeing people post about #especially on tik tok #Michael Sheen #martin whitly #good omens #aziraphel

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hensel-x · 9 months

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if you liked Michael Sheen in good omens YOU SHOULD CHECK OUT THE PRODIGAL SON He plays the father of main character, Martin Whitly, a notorious serial killer The Surgeon AND HE'S GREAT.

more people should be weird about that guy.

he's vegan. he killed 23 people. he helps police just so he can talk to his son because he loves and misses him so much. he fucking traumatized that son out of his mind. he's wearing a cardigan. he killed 23 people. he's silly. WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED.

he's like Hannibal for people with very specific brand of father issues. he's so babygirl. he's horrible. i love him.

and Michael Sheen is literally AMAZING in this role. the whole life force behind the show. thank you for your service mr Sheen.

#michael sheen #good omens #the prodigal son #martin whitly #not enough people on ao3 write gross psychosexual fanfiction about him fuelled by unresolved father issues

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hellaleg · 1 year

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“No, you’re not.”

#why did martin whitly get all the best lines holy shit #i’ve been thinking about this all day #prodigal son #michael sheen #martin whitly #they saved the best for last #malcom bright

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analumina · 2 months

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Y'all don't understand how much I love this man 😭

#michael sheen #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #staged #aziraphale #prodigal son #martin whitly #good omens #lucian underworld #aro tag #whelshmeal

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raz-writes-the-thing · 6 months

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Science Behind the Madness (Martin Whitly)

Martin Whitly x Fem!Reader 18+ ONLY / requests are open and encouraged

Summary: You're lucky to have a sexual partner so versed in the science behind the female orgasm.

CW: medical play (gloves, patients chair, medical talk), thigh slapping, daddy kink, overstimulation, dirty talk, verbal humiliation. vaginal fingering

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“Did you know,” Martin says as he slides one gloved, lubed-up finger across your soaked slit. “The behind-the-scenes of the female orgasm is really quite fascinating.” He’s grinning that killer shark grin that you love oh so much. It’s not cute, that’s for sure, in fact, it’s terrifying. A true darkness lay beneath that grin, those eyes. And yet, despite this, that darkness turned you on like nothing else.

“I-is it?” You stutter, clit already pulsing despite the fact Martin hadn’t even done anything yet.

“Oh, yes,” he said, absent-mindedly fingering at your slit. His eyes didn’t leave yours for a moment. “See, right now? Your sweet little cunt is lengthening, the cells in your vaginal walls lubricating you. That’s called the ‘excitement’ stage. Not an overly scientific name, I know.”

You squirm in the stirrups of the patient's chair, cunt clenching on nothing. Martin laughs, and flicks at your clit teasingly.

“Even that pretty clitoris of yours is starting to swell, isn’t it? How sweet, I’ve barely touched you and you’re so needy for me.” Martin’s tongue flicks across his front teeth, his eyes finally splitting from yours down to look at your pussy. He spreads two fingers across your slit now, splitting your labia apart. Your cheeks flush at the vague humiliation of the act.

“Oh, but not just your clit, hmm? No, your nipples, too, they start to engorge. I’ll bet they’re starting to get perky, now, aren’t they?”

You whimper, chewing on your lip. You’re going to start grinding on his fingers soon if he doesn’t finger fuck you to within an inch of your life in the next two seconds. Martin seems to understand this and tuts mockingly before sinking those two fingers to the knuckle inside you. You groan with relief, that deep ache inside easing.

“Oh, there she is. Look at that. Looks like you’re entering the plateau stage, sweetness,” his fingers start to move, stroking your inner walls and stretching you out before beginning to thrust. You moan openly, to which Martin shushes you with a loving grin. “Now, during the plateau stage, all your other senses are washed away as your brain starts to focus on your orgasm.”

His fingers start thrusting harder, and you struggle to keep your knees from closing. Martin wouldn’t appreciate that, and he’d have to punish you. You weren’t in the mood for a punishment just now. He chuckles. From his angle, he can almost see your clit twitching and pulsing with pleasure.

“Oh I know, darling, you want Daddy to play with that pretty clit, don’t you? Can’t cum without it, I know. It’s very common, actually,” his fingers fuck into you harder as he continues. “I believe it’s something like eighty per cent of women can’t finish without clitoral stimulation.”

Your head drops back into the headrest. You’re panting, chest heaving and sweat beginning to bead along your skin. God, you want to cum. Martin knows exactly how to keep you from doing so, however. He’s got your insides mapped out like a surgical textbook. He knows exactly what spots to hit to make you keen, which spots to avoid that hurt, or which spots to ruthlessly slam into you to make you cum harder than a fountain hose.

Right now, though, he’s making you wait for it.

“Where was I?” His fingers slow, and he rubs his thumb over your clit in soft, thoughtful motions. “Oh, yes, the plateau stage. Do you notice how you’re breathing harder now? That’s part of the plateau stage, darling.”

His fingers start stretching you out again, thrusting back and forth, aiming directly for that spot that makes you see stars.

“Some of the outer parts of the vagina start to engorge with blood,” he continues, completely engrossed by the view of his fingers disappearing and reappearing from your sopping cunt. “Your heart rate, respiratory functions and blood pressure continue to increase as you get closer to that precious orgasm.”

You bite back the moans threatening to slip loose, and your thighs shake with the effort of staying open.

“And when you orgasm, and you will- fucking- orgasm for me, darling, that’ll be a whole bunch of vaginal and pelvic floor muscle contractions. Oh, look at that, so close for daddy, hmm? Such a good girl for me, come on.”

You’re getting so close now, muscles starting to tense, your mouth opening in a silent plea.

“That’s it, oh, look at you. Such a prime example of the female form, hmm? So exquisite. My darling, come for me.”

When you can’t even utter a word, and you seem to just be leaning against that precipice, Martin scowls, flashing a murderously determined look towards you.

“My dear,” he warns. “If you don’t cum for me, you’re going to regret it, I promise you.” He brings his other hand forward, slapping lightly at the inside of your thigh. Your whole body jumps, and Martin tuts. “Come on, little slut, cum for Daddy. Right. Now.”

His words push you over the edge, orgasm ripping through you. Martin laughs, fucking you through the waves of pleasure. Fucking you through those contractions. You moan wantonly, muscles finally giving in and starting to relax.

“There we go, right there, sweet thing,” Martin says, all smiles once again. “That’s the resolution stage. Post-orgasm the blood pumps back through your system and away from your pretty little cunt.”

His fingers had started to slow as your orgasm drained out of you, your clit pulsing pleasurably. It was almost too much.

“Another interesting fact for you, my dear. Males tend to need time to recuperate after orgasm,” he goes on. You whimper as his fingers start to speed back up again, abusing your, overstimulated G-spot. “But women? Oh, they can go over, and over, and over again. Essentially no recuperation time.”

He scrunches his cheeks up teasingly, standing up from his chair to lean over you, his arm pistons back and forth harder now and without mercy. He was going to make you cum whether you wanted to or not.

“Isn’t that just- fascinating? I think so. You’re going to cum for me. One more time. Or two, if I feel like it. Daddy wants to watch you come undone on his fingers. And if you’re a good little whore, daddy will fuck you good and proper later, honey, hmm?”

You nod, head dropping back onto the rest behind you. Your whole body is convulsing with the stimulation. It doesn’t take long at all before you’re reaching that peak again, much to Martin’s visible pleasure.

“Oh, that’s it. Cum all over daddy’s fingers, darling.”

You whine, legs twitching with the aftermath of your second orgasm. Martin pulls the glove from his fingers, tossing it into the bin in the corner of the room.

“See? Now, wait until I tell you all about the benefits of toys, my dear.”

Martin smirks deviously.

“That will certainly be a night to remember.”

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renegadesstuff · 9 months

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“Cup of tea, officer?” 🤭

#good omens #good omens series #good omens season 2 #prodigal son #prodigal son series #prodigal son season 1 #aziraphale #martin whitly #angel aziraphale #the Surgeon

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its-a-show-stoppin-number · 9 months

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Me trying to explain that the only reason I find Martin Whitly attractive in The Prodigal Son is because he’s played by Michael Sheen and if he wasn’t played by Michael, I wouldn’t find him attractive so, really, it’s not that concerning: