#will x emmy

[roxyvegs]

headers willemmy like

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[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#i live here now #what the heck just happened? #im here for it though #in a non disgusting way #just in a gerri and roman way okay #romangerri #succession #emmys 2024 #the emmys #j smith cameron #kieran culkin #roman roy #gerri kellman #i love them #i miss them #roman x gerri #gerri x roman #kiss #kisses #kissing #see what we would have gotten if the writers let them be a thing #god i wish they had #emmys

[head---ache]

uhm

#fanart #sth #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow #sonic x shadow #miles tails prower #sonic au #Live & Learn Au #sonic oc #sonic fanchild #sonic fankid #Emmie the Hedgehog #comics

[court-of-starss]

Comfort of Family

Summary: Your cycle leaves you pining for your mate.

Warnings: Periods, a whole bunch of fluff, Rhys being the best older brother ever.

a/n: Honestly I just wanted an excuse to write Rhys as an older brother. Enjoy my migraine induced drabble!

Masterlist

Feyre had never seen Rhys look as nervous as he did now, standing in front of the wooden door of his little sister. He was tense as he lifted his hand to knock, hesitating as he took in a nervous breath.

“I think you’re being a bit dramatic.” Feyre mumbled, raising a hand to gently rub his tense back, biting her lip to hide her amusement as he shot her an accusatory look over his shoulder.

“You don’t understand, she’s not my little star during her cycle” His voice trailed into a whisper, “she’s a chocolate hoarding dragon.” Feyre couldn’t hold back her laugh at his dramatics, so scared of his closest family member, his baby sister.

“I assume she’s going to be even worse as you’ve sent her mate off to gods know where.” Feyre giggled, hiding her smile behind her hand when Rhys narrowed his eyes at her and huffed. He took a deep breath before turning back around and finally raising his hand to gently knock on the door, turning the doorknob and entering at the soft ‘come in’ that emerged from the room.

The curtains were drawn, leaving the room in darkness hiding the mass under the heavy black sheets of the bed. Feyre rolled her eyes at Rhys’ hesitation to enter, giving him a gentle shove forward before closing the door behind him, leaving him to face his sister alone.

‘Traitor.’ He shot down the bond, his lips curving up slightly at her soft laugh that he felt through his chest. He cautiously approached the bed, eyebrows crunching together at the small sniffle that leaked from her. He felt guilt swarm him at her pain, her cycles much more painful than the ordinary fae.

“You better have chocolate Rhys.” You growled, your eyes peaking out from under the blankets to glare at your older brother who was now crouching down in front of you. He looked so much like your mother like this, his eyes soft as he examined the scrunch of your brows. He raised his hand, revealing a pouch from your favorite sweet shop in town. He grinned and set them on the night stand, next to your mates’ dagger, the one he always left by your side.

“Thank you.” You mumbled, cringing when another wave of pain travelled through you, your back and abdomen cramping painfully. Rhys frowned and gentle wiped the sweat from your brow, cupping your cheek softly as his talons slipped into your mind to ease some of the pain coursing through you.

“I’m still mad at you, for sending him away.” He sighed and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, making himself comfortable, ignoring your glare as he rested his head on your mates pillow.

“It was urgent and I assure you he will be back soon little star.” He had a teasing grin on his face as he bumped your foot with his. “Besides I’m sure he’ll give me enough of a beating when he gets home.” He snickered, he never turned down an opportunity to roll around the training mat with the shadowsinger.

A soft sniffle left you as you rested your temple on his shoulder, taking a few deep breaths. His scent easing your mind slightly, knowing you were safe with your best friend by your side. You could never truly be mad at your brother, a fact he knew and took advantage of often. While most compared him to your father, you always saw your mother in him. In his gentle eyes, in his caring actions, in his selfless actions, in his court.

“I miss him.” You mumbled, tears dripping down your cheeks as Rhys rested his cheek against your hair, humming softly.

“What can I do?” He asked gently, his heart aching at your pain and tears. A sight that he couldn’t stand.

“I just want Azriel.” You sniffled, wiping your cheek on his shirt, not even feeling guilty at the damp spot on his shirt. He sighed and sat up, pulling your head onto his lap as he ran his fingers through your hair soothingly. Humming softly as your eyelids started to droop.

“He’ll be home soon I promise little star.” Rhys said softly, his words sending you into a blissful sleep full of shadows and gleaming hazel eyes full of love and laughter.

-

You grumbled when you felt something caressing your cheek, a soft cool touch that drew you from the sweet dream you were having of your other half. You peeled your eyes open, blinking a few times to clear the fog of sleep. Your gaze snapped to a soft hazel gaze, kneeling next to the bed with a gentle smile was your mate. Your Azriel.

Your lip wobbled as you processed that he was here, your hand lifting from the blankets to hold the back of his caressing your cheek.

“Hey baby.” He mumbled, his eyes tracking the fresh tears now gathering in your waterline.

“Az.” You whined, tugging his hand. He complied, sliding under the blankets and huffing a laugh when you immediately curled into his body, leg draping over his hips as his arm slid over your shoulders to tug you into chest. You buried your face into his neck, taking long breaths of his scent, the smell of home. His palm slid down until it pressed against your lower back, the spot he knew always gave you the worst pains.

“Never leave me again.” You mumbled into his throat, smiling when he made a noise of agreement, the sound rumbling down to his chest. His other hand lifting to stroke through your hair, his nose pressed into your temple taking deep breaths of his beloved mate.

It could have been hours, perhaps days that you spent in this position with him, your body finally fully relaxed. But alas the moment was ruined, by your traitorous stomach letting out a deep grumble of protest. Az let out a puffed laugh, pressing a soft kiss to your hair before sliding you up onto his chest and rising from the bed.

You grumbled unhappily at the loss of the soft sheets and buried your head in his neck as he carried you out into the dining room, full of your loud and nosy family. Nose scrunching at Rhys and Mor loudly arguing over whom had the better hair in the family, you scoffed softly knowing it was neither of them.

“Oh, Az what do I have to do to get you to carry me around like that?” Cassian drawled, waving you off when you raised your head to snarl at him. You glared at his cheeky smile, softening slightly when he winked at you.

“For the last time Cassian, you are not my type.” Azriel groaned in fake annoyance, his lips tipping up slightly. You giggled when Cas held his hand to his heart and groaned dramatically, his own mate rolling her eyes, shooting you a soft smile before turning back to her conversation with Feyre.

Your heart warmed at the picture of your family, all cozied up on the comfy couches in front of the roaring fireplace, laughter ringing through the room as each member of your family relaxed with each other. A sight you had thought wouldn’t ever happen again 50 years ago, the joy and care radiating from everyone in the room was enough to tip your lips up, your pain from your cycle almost completely forgotten as your mate tipped his back with a roaring laugh as his brother continued his teasing.

Your eyes met Rhys’ as he smiled at you, his arm wrapped around his mate as she laughed at something Nesta was explaining, probably an embarrassing fact about poor Cassian. You smiled back, your eyes filling with happy tears as you finally witnessed the love and happiness on his face, after a long life of suffering, the pair of you were finally happy.

I love you Rhys.

I love you too, little star.

Azriel carried you into the kitchen, setting you on the counter as he turned to rifle through the cupboards, he always made you food when you were on your cycle, knowing you loved his cooking.

You sent a pulse of love down the golden string attaching your souls together, smiling widely when he shot a cheeky wink over his shoulder at you.

With the laughter flowing into the room from your family, and the sound of Azriel humming softly to himself as he started cooking, you felt your body relax. You had faced darkness head on and you knew at this moment that you would face it again if it meant that this life was waiting for you at the end.

“What do you mean Helion is hotter than me?! That is bullshit!” Cassian exclaimed from the other room, causing a loud laugh to leave your lips as your mate turned to grin at you, his own laugh leaving him as his eyes twinkled.

Watching you giggle and turn to shout back at Cassian, Azriel knew he would face death itself to keep the glittering smile on your face for eternity.

#acotar series #azriel #azriel x reader #rhysand x reader #big brother rhysand #azriel x you #cassian acotar #emmie writes #acotar #velaris #night court #azriel shadowsinger

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Of course I’m here. Big surprise.

I’d love some soft!dom energy from countryclub!steve when we’re being a little needy. 😇

Leighanne my beloved 👹 18+

“No, no, Thursday should be fine— mhmm. Well, talk to Richard and see what he says, surely we can’t push it much further—”

You knew fine well Steve was still on his call, you could hear his voice through his office door, his tired, bored tone sighing into the receiver. He’d told you ten minutes though, and well, that had been twenty minutes ago.

So you didn’t feel too guilty when you snuck in, lips pressed together to hide your smile and Steve glanced at you with surprise as you closed the oak door behind you. His whole office smelled like him, like leather and whisky and expensive cologne. He was sat behind his desk, an impressive thing made of dark wood and topped with a forest green leather covering.

There were files all over it, receipts and email print outs, an open cigar case that hadn’t been touched yet, a glass of something amber that was yet to be drunk. Steve looked tired, the top few buttons of his shirt undone, the white linen rolled past his elbows, his suit jacket thrown across the sofa on the other side of the room. You watched him take a hand through his hair and he smiled at you as he listened to whoever was droning on.

It didn’t quite reach his eyes, though.

So you took it upon yourself to wiggle between the desk and Steve’s legs, smiling when he shifted for you, rolling back on the wheels of the chair, his cell still pressed to his ear. He didn’t seem to be listening as intently as before when you dropped into his lap.

“What? Yeah, no, no, of course. Surely we can have the meeting over a conference call?”

You weren’t sure what meeting this call was regarding but you busied yourself with sneaking a hand into Steve’s open shirt, your palm finding warm skin and a smattering of chest hair. You felt his heart race under your fingertips, grinning when his eyes turned a little glassy and his gaze dropped to your lips.

“I’m listening,” he murmured into the phone, lying through his teeth. His hips moved under yours, adjusting himself until his hardening cock was felt properly under your ass. “New York, sure…” he trailed off, coughing a little when you leaned in to kiss at his throat.

You squirmed against him, dress riding up your thighs, Steve’s hand trailing the cotton, his eyes following behind. You watched him suck his bottom lip between his teeth, his expression appreciative. You wondered how far he’d let you take this, if he’d let you sink to your knees under his desk and—

“Hold on a sec, Fred— yeah, two seconds, I just gotta—” Steve pulled the phone away from his face, his hand covering the mouthpiece. He raised his brows at you, doing his best to hide his smile as he leaned in, nose nudging yours. “Did you need somethin’, honey?”

You pouted, dress strap slipping off your shoulder as you played up for him, lips brushing his. “You,” you whispered, as if it were a secret.

Steve smirked, a salacious thing that still made your thighs push together. He tapped at your hip then, coaxing you off of him and you wanted to tut, you wanted to protest. But the man didn’t give you any time to feel offended, nor rejected. He knocked his knuckles onto the top of his desk and nodded towards it.

“Gimme your underwear, baby and hop up.”

You blinked, lips parting.

“You got five seconds, honey, or you can wait ‘til this call is done, your choice,” Steve murmured in a song-song, his tone leaving no room for discussion. He wiggled the phone that he was still doing his best to silence. “Drop ‘em.”

With your hands curling into the sides of lace, you pulled the underwear off of your hips and down your legs, your dress rucked up indecently as you did, showing your fiancé a flash of bare skin, soft and wet in the places he liked most. You worried with the papers strewn everywhere, trying your best to gather them into a neat pile but Steve spoke from behind you once more.

“Five, four…”

You stifled a laugh, shoving them to the side before hopping onto the cool wood and Steve grinned, victorious. He moved back, the wheels of his chair skating across the floor as he settled himself in front of you. “Yeah, yeah I’m here, apologies. You were saying? New York?” Steve didn’t miss a beat as he took your underwear from your hand, stuffed them in his pocket and tapped at your knee.

You knew what he wanted, what he was silently saying.

Open.

You felt your face warm as you spread your legs, sticky thighs parting as you bared yourself to the man in the dim glow of the setting sun and the lamp on his sideboard. Steve’s lips parted, a barely audible groan coming from his chest that he covered with a cough. He used one hand to settle your feet on either side of his seat, keeping you wide for him, your cunt on show as you sat back on your elbows, waiting for his next move.

You didn’t have to wait long.

A single finger, used to trace up and down the seam of your folds, gathering the wetness there, slow and shallow. He was barely touching your clit.

“I’m sure that’ll work,” he was saying. His eyes didn’t leave yours. “If we manage to secure the Parker funding, I can’t imagine it’ll be too much trouble.”

He pulled his hand back to drag his finger over his tongue, humming at your taste and apparently something his colleague was saying. Steve didn’t miss a beat when he brought it back once more, immediately sliding his middle finger into your pussy. You whined, cutting yourself off short with teeth to your lip and Steve stilled, throwing you a warning glance.

“Oh, of course,” he continued, as if he weren’t knuckles deep in you. “If we can manage to get it into the schedule that day, we might as well go for it…” he curled his finger up before adding another, grinning when you threw your head back. “…I’m sure it’ll be a tight fit.”

Withdrawing, he leaned forward, nudging at your chin to gain your attention and Steve brushed his fingers over your lips. He pouted at you, waiting. You opened without hesitation, showing off as you stuck out your tongue and let Steve drag his slick covered digits over it. His thumb brushed your cheek in reward and then he settled back into his seat, using the same two fingers to draw circles over your clit.

A slow, soft tease, steady and messy, over and over and over—

“No, you’re fine, Fred.” Steve smirked at you, brows knitting together in faux sympathy as you screwed your face up in pleasure. He was going to make you cum while you couldn’t make a sound. “I’ve got plenty of time to talk.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #emmy rambles #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fanfic #Steve Harrington fanfiction #steve harrington oneshot #Steve Harrington blurb #Steve baby blurb

[rdng1230]

They really out here doing the most. So So happy for both of them on their Emmy noms. RoyJamie nation we are winning today!

#Jamie Tartt #Roy Kent #Ted Lasso #Phil Dunster #Brett Goldstein #royjamie #roy x jamie #emmy nominations

[youwillfindilluminating]

#phil dunster #brett goldstein #brett x phil #ted lasso #WB emmy nomination party #1-13-2024 I think #royjamie #roy x jamie #guys this is simply too much for me #and I'm loving every second of it #wedding photos prom photos etc etc #jamie tartt #roy kent

[elloras]

They!

#Brett choosing a picture from when Phil was his date and Phil choosing his favorite bts photo which is of him and Brett #to post as their literal cover photo for their emmy posts i'm #Ted Lasso cast #Brett Goldstein #Phil dunster #royjamie #Roy x Jamie #Ted Lasso #2023 emmys #Emmy boyfriendsss #i know these aren't cropped evenly but i wanted to include brett's full caption

[miredball]

THE BEAR social media part 13: growing

happy golden globes win!⭐️⭐️

#hello my bear-heads enjoy!!!!! #we will be sweeping the Emmys very soon🌟 #the bear #sydney adamu #carmen berzatto #sydney x carmy #sydcarmy #social media au

[marvelsgirl616]

Jeremy Allen White as Phillip “Lip” Gallagher in Shameless.

#jeremy allen white #shameless #lip gallagher #shameless tv show #hot celebs #so soft #lip gallagher x reader #emmy rossum #steve howey #fiona gallagher #shamless icons #shamless #hbo #hbo show

[taintedcigs]

modern!steve harrington who’s head over heels in love w reader

#steve harrington moodboards #stranger things moodboards #steve harrington x reader #aesthetic moodboards #this has been sitting in my drafts for the longest time #i had to postttt #steve harrington imagine #emmy’s moodboards #emmy's moodboards

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#i love them #proud #the bear #they are so their characters #love this for them #carmy x sydney #sydney x carmy #carmy berzatto #sydney adamu #love #gif #gifs #gifset #jeremy allen white #ayo edebiri #emmys

[head---ache]

sleepy sleep sleepers

#fanart #sth #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow #sonic x shadow #sonic au #live & learn au #emmie the hedgehog #sonic oc #sonic fanchild #sonic fankid

[kenstaroyco]

I really like you.

You like me?

Wasn’t that obvious?

HEARTSTOPPER 1.05 - “FRIEND” (2022)

#heartstopper #heartstopperedit #heartstoppercentral #nick x charlie #lgbtedit #nicknelsonedit #charliespringedit #nick nelson #charlie spring #heartstoppertv #kit connor #joe locke #narlie #narlieedit #kitconnoredit #joelockeedit #mygifs #nick's face after the kiss that's why he got that emmy

[upsidedownwithsteve]

perhaps some thoughts on mean!Steve and shy!reader and some dry humping 👀

18+

He’s so bossy about it, eyes alight, cheeks pink and lips parted. But there’s the ghost of a smirk there every time you whine for him, your brows furrowed, your hands pulling at the cotton of his T-shirt, fisting the material desperately.

It should be this hot - it shouldn’t, not when the sun is still flooding through his open curtains and you can hear an approaching ice cream truck from down the street, the neighbour’s sprinklers switching on, Steve’s parents muffled voices coming from the kitchen. The boy was still fully dressed, sprawled on his unmade bed, head thrown back onto his pillow as he made you rock yourself over his lap.

You looked somewhat decent too, summer dress still on but if someone looked close enough, they would’ve seen the lace edges of your underwear poke out from Steve’s back pocket, the scrap of fabric peeled down your legs the second Steve started kissing you. You thought he’d try and get you off quick and easy, his head ducked under your dress, his fingers burning thick inside of you, bullying out an orgasm before his parents could call you both down to the back yard patio for lunch.

But no, Steve had tugged you into his lap and grinned as he made you open your legs wide over his, the sensitive folds of your pussy spread against the seam of his jeans, right against the bulge under his zipper. You’d burned, knowing you’d make a mess of the denim, eyes scrunched shut when Steve cooed at your soft noises, your bitten lips.

The embarrassment made you all that wetter.

“There you go, huh?” Steve whispered, voice a rasp, his own moans stuck in his throat as he pulled at your hips a little faster, a little harder. “S’good, right, honey? Pretty little pussy just wants to rub up against any part of me, huh?”

His voice made your skin tingle, chest burning from the inside out and you shook your head ‘no’, tried to lie about it, tried to pretend to both yourself and him that you weren’t that easy.

You fooled no one.

Steve just laughed, dark and mean and the sound made your cunt clench around nothing, your hands pull at his shoulders a little more, just to see if he would give him and sit up to kiss you.

He didn’t.

Steve just tutted, still smirking as he used one big hand to catch both of yours, holding them behind your back and pinning them in place. He used his other one to lift your soft skirt, holding it out of the way so he could look with heavy lidded eyes at the way your bare pussy was rutting against his jeans.

He groaned, lashes fluttering as he tipped his head back into the pillow and tried to compose himself. You could feel his cock twitch and kick up beneath you, a sure sign he was a desperate to come as you were.

But he caught himself, squeezed at your wrists a little tighter and said, “we’ve not got long, babe, keep rubbin’ that pussy on me.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #emmy rambles #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington smut #Steve Harrington oneshot #Steve Harrington blurb #steve baby blurb

[youwillfindilluminating]

#AHHHHHH!!!!! #I CAN'T TAKE IT #phil dunster #brett goldstein #brett x phil #ted lasso #royjamie #roy x jamie #I'm sorry this is a royjamie WEDDING PHOTO #I'd like to see them try and outdo this at the emmys tomorrow but like HOW? #critic's choice awards 2024 #1-14-2024