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mattyambrose · 1 month

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Matty Ambrose - Character Sheet

MC Introduction: Name: Matty Loraine Ambrose Name meaning: Matty was named after her grandfather, Matthew Ambrose. Pronouns: She/her Age: 15-18 (during her school lore) Gender: Female Birthday: April 26th, 1875 Zodiac Sign: Taurus Birthplace: Dublin, Ireland House: Gryffindor Patronus: Graphorn Animagus: N/A Wand: Alder Wood, Phoenix feather core, 13”, Slightly yielding Blood Status: Muggleborn Languages: English, Irish (Gaeilge) Ethnicity: Irish ... Appearance: Race: Caucasian Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Blonde Hair Type: 2c-3a curls (ignore the mod, I couldn’t find a good one for her type of curls) Height: 5’4” (Teen height) 5’8” (Adult height) (162 cm + 172 cm) ... Personality traits: Positive Traits: Loyal, Brave, Quick Thinker, Optimistic, Empathetic, Good Chaotic Energy, Joyful, Supportive. Negative Traits: Very Impulsive, Extremely Self-Sacrificing, Takes Others Problems Upon Herself, Sometimes A Bit Overbearing Strengths: Her Overall Positive Attitude About Most Things Weaknesses: Sometimes Cares Too Much And Can’t Let Go. More Info: Boggart: The Sluagh Mirror of Erised: Her being happy with her family Hobbies: Reading, Writing, Dancing, Dueling, Going on Adventures, Rock Climbing. Amortentia: pressed flowers, parchment, and rain. Future Occupation: Auror (Hit Witch division) Favorite Spell: Confringo Least Favorite Spell: The Babbling Curse .. Skills: Best subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts Favorite subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions Favorite Professor: Professor Fig and Professor Hecate Worst subject: Astronomy Least favorite subject: Divination Least favorite professor: Professor Binns Quidditch Position: Seeker ... Family Father's Name: Howard Ambrose Age: 35 (When Matty was 15) Status: Alive Blood Status: Muggle House: (Would be in Gryffindor if he wasn’t a Muggle) Personality: Very fun, out-going, funny, witty, sarcastic, a good dad. Notes: Howard always said he’d name his firstborn child after his father, Matthew, and so when Matty was born (and ended up being the only child), even though she was a girl, she still got her grandfather's name. They just gave it more of a feminine twist... Mother's Name: Ada Ambrose Age: 34 (When Matty was 15) Status: Alive Blood Status: Muggle House: (Would be in Hufflepuff if she wasn’t a muggle) Personality: Very kind and sweet, welcoming, understanding, a good listener, good comforter, a very caring mother. ... Future Family Children: Eleazar, Caroline, Marcellus, Adonis, and Anne Sallow. Relationships: Love Interest: Sebastian Sallow (Matty x Sebastian) Age: 15/16 + 15/16 House: Gryffindor and Slytherin First met each other in: Defense Against the Dark Arts class ... Best friends: Hope McGowan, Esme Greenwood, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt. Rivals/Frienemies: Imelda Reyes, Eric Northcott, Apollo Morgan. .. Enemies: Victor Rookwood, Theophilus Harlow, Ranrok, Leona Oswald, Charles Willoughby, Apollo Morgan (eventually), Aurelius Gaunt, Lyssa Gaunt, Marvolo Gaunt. ..

#Matty Ambrose #Hogwarts Legacy #hl #Hogwarts Legacy mc #mc #Sebastian Sallow #Ominis Gaunt #Hogwarts Legacy Professors #Professor Fig #hl fandom #character sheet

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abiiors · 1 year

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baby you are not ready for the matty smut i am going to be unleashing today, hell im not ready and i fuckign wrote it, why am i telling you this you ask? i dont know, im a bit drunk again... and also excite because i actually kinda like it sorta i guess???

I AM DOWN!

You best believe that is the first thing I’m reading when I wake up tomorrow morning (unless I wake up at 2 am again)

Also I’m starting the write what you want to today ✨

#asks #matty smut #matty healy #smut from Ambrose is always so ✨✨✨#🍓

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wrongcog · 3 days

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I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting on the requests, however I hope that now you see what I've been working on, you might understand why it took some time!! Especially when I've been working on this only in the evening, and while trying to keep my tiny human alive!

When I started this, it was originally a combination of requests/characters I really like! and somehow I ended up with 62 of them!! I'm hoping maybe in the future Ill revisit this, maybe try get 100?! But for now I'm glad to be able to take a break and start on other projects!!

This was really a labor of love, and I really hope you all like it as well! I did try my hardest to get as many details as I could, but I did take a few uniform liberty's here and there!! I hid a few little movie and game Easter eggs in there as well, let me know if you spot any!

And for those interested… Gryfindor - 12 Hufflepuff - 12 Ravenclaw - 15 Slytherin - 23

BOTTOM ROW (Left to right) Millie Claire @the-ozzie Lyla Estaris @kerimcberry Faustine Daemon @faustinio27 Matty Ambrose @girl-named-matty Philip Brown @endeavour12345 Siobhan Moriarty @wrongcog Courtney Brookson @CourtneyB22 Clora @choccy-milky Noelle Kasper @noelles-legacy Jamie Ambrose @rypnami

2ND ROW Gideon Smith @betheckart Sally Salamander @siboom777 Ida Ullson @limonnitsa Mara Ambrose @boxdstars Lamie Boo @lamieboo Pearl Castellar @vienguinn William Abbott @lil-grem-draws

3RD ROW Aphrodite Macbeath @venomousvio Lorrain Morgana @lorrainmorgan Eden Mars @juicegarrethfizzy Bear Whiteclaw @wit-grizzly Lucien Morningstar @ronlong6969 Amelia Goldstein @ameliathefatcat Elizabeth Philbrick @operation-pez

4TH ROW Hellendil Melinae @theravenchild Ester Merigold @icarus-wing5 Rohan Mac Uáid @ariparri Siyana Devonshire @dat-silvers-girl Ren Aries @localravenclaw Lady Primrose Gray @endlessly-cursed Evelyn Caddel @celestial--sapphic Jess Burke @serpentsillusion Oriona Blackshire @enotracoon

5TH ROW Aida Morgenstern @queen-of-stoneharts Lydia Parkinson @esolean Kate Mayflower @sunnyrealist Wisteria Ashworth @the-ashworths Aishwarya Merha @hogwarts9 Ariadne Enberg @necromary Eric Schall @yunaatay

6TH ROW Stella Taposok @a-florable Astarion Danar @kipthealien Alyssabeth Edwards @silvyadrakkon Winter Blackstone @moonstruckmoony Marvin Jerry @runicxraven Ruth Senet @phinik Karina Angeline Mayadytha @raraaf6

7TH ROW April Miller @lynnsartsworld Inger Eve Nilsdott @ethniee Morana Dimm @coffeeandmagicaltales Evelyne Lavandin @libellule-ao3 Julia Wright @superconductivebean Kanan McGarry @theguythatdraws Willow Rose Hawthorne @seb-sallow-girl Anwen Elmstone @serpensortiamaxima

8TH ROW Lou Brooke @m0mmat0rtle Layla Stark @marvelxlevram Zorro Del Toro @zorro-d-t Deirdre Neylan @cordidy Rydian Black @rydian-black Isaac Cooper @slytherin-paramour Cherise Sallow @thatslytherinqueen

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts oc #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #slytherin

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everythingdenied · 1 year

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Matthew on his knees for you is my favourite image ever and I will stand by this.thay man is into soft body worship and I will not be taking critique on that.

i can not believe ambrose is about to make me go from writing the softest lil drabble to...what is probably going to be disgusting filth. but thats why i love him tbh hehe xxx

"On your knees for me, sweet boy."

Matty's jaw was slack as he gazed up at me through thick eyelashes, dropping to his knees obediently. He watched with mindless intent as my left hand cupped his cheek, fingers drawing circles against his milk-white skin as he sucked in a breath, harsh cheekbones momentarily collapsing.

"So pretty" I hummed, dragging my thumb over his parted lips, swollen and stained slightly rouge with the remnants of my lipstick. "Gonna put these to use for me, baby?"

He nodded, blinking slowly as I watched him grow harder at the mere thought of finally getting to touch me.

"P-please" He choked out a pathetic whimper, inconsolably needy as I caressed his jaw sweetly. "Wanna...need to..."

"Need to what, baby?" I teased, not finding it in me to chastise him when he reached out to lift the hem of my skirt. "C'mon, use your words, love."

"Need...need to touch you."

I hummed, hands finding his unkempt mop of curls as he knelt before me, backlit by the dim lamp flickering in the corner of our bedroom. He was angelic; on his knees, pleading doe eyes silently begging for more. Just one more touch. Anything that would satiate the desperation pooling in the very pit of his stomach, so intense it prickled every inch of him with his goosebumps.

His hands found the back of my thighs and I shivered, letting him grip on for dear life as he whined, afraid that if he let go, he'd never touch me again.

"Go on then, pretty boy. Have me."

#matty healy #matty healy x reader #okay had to stop before i literally died and this turned into an 1000 page essay on matty giving head #...stubble (sub edition)#blurb night <3

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the1975attheirverybest · 9 months

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The sound of rain on the windows, matty wrapped in a warm fluffy blanket and his cardigan, a book in one hand the other on your arm, tucked under his arm and into his side, warm lights pain the room in brilliant oranges much like the autumn leaves outside, cups of cocoa abandoned on the cofee table, leaving dark ringlets where you couldn't reach the coster. Arms wrapped around his middle and knees bent, one keg brought over his laying on the couch his hair unruly and wild, drawing circles on his arm, listening to him read aloud from some book on philosophy you can't quite rmemeber the name of, drowsiness taking over, sinking deeper into his honeyed and warm tenor, humming along at points, his fingers trailing across the tops of your shoulders and arm, wrapping you in the blanket beside him.

STOP WHAT IS THIS TAKEN STRAIGHT OUT OF MY PERSONAL FANTASY WTF AMBROSE HOW DID YOU KNOW I WANT TO DRINK HOT COCOA AND TALK ABOUT PHILOSOPHY WITH MATTY. @ Matty. Please. It’d be cozy and cute and fun I promise. I’ll keep it PG-13 if you like. JUST ONE CHANCE MATTHEW THATS ALL I ASK

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toomuchracket · 1 year

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im now like fully picturing matty having like a printed out version of yours and ambrose's fics and fully annotating them like 'this shows how people value a man that will make a woman cum first due to previously held societal norms that sex is for mens pleasure' or something equally pretentious. or knowing him just like 'ha ha, cum'

this is actually the funniest ask i've ever gotten there are actual tears streaming down my face lmaooooo imagine him printing out the fics and binding them together i don't even have a copy of my dissertation like that. but yeah he'd be like "haha lol it says tits" and then one paragraph down do some university-level analysis of me writing him going down on a reader insert and how it's postmodernism in action because it rejects hegemonic western values of the female orgasm being unimportant/fake. the duality of man <3

#mads muses #mads answers asks #chatty bits

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imightgetbetter · 1 year

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To my dearest,

I am mortally wounded (burnt my mouth on my noodles) and am being an extremely gallant and brave warrior about it (whimpering while I continue to write story stuff)

To cure my ails and soothe me as i come to the end of my life (my ljp still stings and is very ouchy), what do you belive sir mattys favourite courting ritual (date) with his beloved has been? Did sir matty engage correctly in such rituals (was he a gentleman or a flirty ass)?

Signed, with all my love,

Ambrose

matty’s favorite date with the missus is probably taking her to lunch or a fancy dinner and getting to see her all dressed and pretty (even though she’s always pretty). he just loves treating her and making her feel special so he would always be the most righteous gentleman (while saying dirty things in her ear)

#THE WAY YOU WORDED THIS LMFAO #asks #writing asks #matty and the missus #love it if we made it series #i’m just hanging with my friends online

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undrcssed · 8 months

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MASTERLIST

A masterlist of muses that I have played throughout the years, that I am always willing to play. I do need to go over some of the FC's and probably make some changes since this list is YEARS old. But I will do that and update it!!

Abigail ‘Abbi’ Abrams FC: Victoria Justice

Addison Smollen FC: Kendall Jenner

Allison ‘Alli’ Ortiz FC: Madison Beer

Amelia ‘Mia’ Abrams FC: Torrey Devitto

Ana Flores FC: Camila Mendes

Angelina Rose FC: Clemence Posey

Apollo Kona FC: Roman Reigns

Augusta ‘Gwen’ Porter FC: Hailey Baldwin

Avery Smollen FC: Kylie Jenner

Bailey Allwood FC: Katherine Langford

Bethany DuPont-Hunter FC: Rachel Bilson / FC: Crystal Reed

Benjamin DuPont FC: Theo James

Blaise Zabini FC: Keith Powers

Bleau St. Claire FC: Val Mercado

Braelyn Carter FC: Alycia Debnam Carey

Caleb Kyriakos FC: Tom Austen

Callie Haverford FC: Gigi Hadid

Cameron Bartell FC: Natalia Dyer

Cathleen ‘Rey’ Murphy FC: Paige / Saraya Jade Bevis

Chasity Dean FC: Troian Bellisario

Clara Spencer FC: Alexis Ren

Connor O’Brien FC: Cody Saintgnue

Cooper Brozene FC: Joel Kinnaman

Cyrus Morgan FC: Scott Speedman

Daphne Greengrass FC: Pia Mia

Darya Smirnov FC: Taylor Hill

Davina Pace FC: Carmella Rose

Dawson St. James FC: Finn Wittrock

Dean Munroe FC: Jake Gyllenhaal

Demi O’Connor FC: Jessica Lowndes

Destiny Savvin FC: Eiza Gonzalez / FC: Salma Hayek

Dev Ambrogino FC: Nathan Parsons

Diya Gupta FC: Naomi Scott

Dorian Porter FC: Justin Hartley

Dylan Boyer FC: Olivia Wilde / FC: Odeya Rush

Eden Hunter FC: Danielle Campbell

Elizabeth Rush FC: Hayley Atwell

Evelyn Perez FC: Bruna Marquezine

Genivive ‘Ginny’ Kennedy FC: Alicia Vikander

Gracie Abernathy FC: Nicola Peltz

Harleen Quinzel FC: Margot Robbie

Hudson O’Connor FC: Charlie Hunnam

Hunter Munroe FC: Kit Harington

Irina Savvin FC: Claire Holt

Isabella Martinez FC: Naya Rivera Christian Serratos

Isobel Garcia FC: Jackie Cruz

Ivy Hartley FC: Maggie Duran

Jack Collins FC: Tom Holland

Jalessa Myers FC: Jade Thirlwall

Jayden Munroe FC: Leigh Anne Pinnock

Jayson Hunter FC: Dominic Sherwood

Jennifer Martinez FC: Diane Guerrero

Joanna ‘Joey’ Martell FC: Marie Avgeropoulos

Judith Grimes FC: Daisy Ridley

Karina Smirnov FC: Irina Shayk / FC: India Eisley

Katherine ‘Katy’ Abernathy FC: Katie Stevens

Katya Ambrogino FC: Ariel Winter

Keith Newman FC: Travis Mills

Kimber Rhodes FC: Karla Souza

Layla Abernathy FC: Emily Kinney / FC: Candice Swanepoel

Leah Douglas FC: Nathalie Emmanuel / FC: Amandla Stenberg

Lee McBride FC: Dan Stevens

Lilliana ‘Lily’ Rey FC: Bella Thorne Luca Hollestelle

Lorelei Ambrose FC: Imogen Poots

Maddox Young FC: Amadeus Sarafini

Madison Nolan FC: Ashley Greene

Makenna Dean FC: Shelley Hennig

Mateo Fiore FC: Theo Rossi

Matheus Silva FC: Chay Suede

Matty Dodson FC: Cody Christian

Maximus ‘Mac’ Porter FC: Austin Butler

Melanie Rhee FC: Lauren Cohan

Mickey Wolfe FC: Troye Sivan

Natalia ‘Talia’ Smallwood FC: Emily Ratajkowski

Nate Ballard FC: Randy Orton

Nikolai Savvin FC: Joseph Morgan

Paige Stabler FC: Madison Davenport

Pansy Parkinson FC: Nona Komatsu

Parker Mercer FC: Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Phoenix Dattolo FC: Avan Jogia

Piper Romero FC: Maia Mitchell / FC: Giza Lagarce

Priyah Jacobs FC: Alysha Nett

Psyche FC: Sophie Turner

Rami Armand FC: Zayn Malik

Reagan Powers FC: Allison Williams

Rhea Lockhart FC: Julianne Hough

Richard Thorne FC: Jon Hamm

Rose Granger-Weasley FC: Madelaine Petsch

Ryan O'Brien FC: Cam Gigandet

Samantha ‘Sammie’ Barker FC: Arden Cho

Sergei Savvin FC: Max Riemelt

Sierra Tsu FC: Dichen Lachman

Stella La’ei Kona FC: Nikki Reed

Sunshine ‘Sunny’ Jacobs FC: Dove Cameron

Sydney Pearson FC: Zendaya

Tanya Dash FC: Khole Kardashian Bree Kish

Teegan O'Brien FC: Lili Reinhart

Titus Kona FC: Jason Momoa

Tobias Graves FC: Travis Fimmel

Trent Lancaster FC: Andrew Lincoln

Valentino De Luca FC: Dominic Cooper

Veda Patil FC: Priyanka Chopra

Wyatt Cahill FC: Ryan Guzman

Xavier Waters FC: Don Benjamin

Zion Waters FC: Ricky Whittle

Zoe DiMarco FC: Bex Taylor-Klaus / FC: Ruby Rose / FC: Ash Stymest

#{ masterlist }

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casspurrjoybell-17 · 2 years

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HEART'S PRICE - CHAPTER 34

*Warning: Adult Content*

Freya's cell-phone goes to voicemail and Noah Hunter’s brain locks up.

He can't think of what to say, or how to say it and after an awkwardly long pause, he hangs up.

He spends the next ten minutes formulating the perfect script, call her back, get voicemail again, forget his lines and leaves a rambling, half-coherent message asking her to get in touch when she can.

Then He falls back on the bed again and closes his eyes, not ready to face whatever's waiting for him downstairs, while at the same time trying not to think about Dane and the look of anguish and regret he'd seen on his face as he'd looked down at his brother, the sting of his hand still sharp on his cheek.

It was the look of a man who knew he'd done wrong but who couldn't admit it yet.

Maybe by the time he can, Noah will be ready to listen.

His mind drifts and without meaning to, he falls asleep.

A light touch and the tickle of long hair wakes him from his unintended nap.

Ambrose Thorne sits beside him where he lay, leaning over to stroke the side of Noah’s face and looking down at him with a slight frown.

"That brother of yours is a right ass," he says.

His eyes are dark with shadow and his shirt is open at the collar, revealing the smooth, pale skin of his throat.

Noah blinks at him and sit up, alarmed by wild, half-formed thoughts of Dane as a smoking cinder.

"Don't worry, little wolf," Ambrose smiles,

"I didn't avenge your slight. You can handle your own affairs well enough, I imagine. The good detective's made it quite clear he's taken a strong dislike to me, though and I'm sorry you're the one to suffer for it. Next time you see him, you can tell him the feeling's mutual."

Noah rubs his hands over his face, realizes that no trace of his bruise remains and that Ambrose must have healed him and released a breath he didn't know he'd been holding.

"Dane's a dick sometimes," Noah says.

"But he's a good guy, really. He's just... going through some stuff with his mate right now."

"I gathered as much from the massive row they had in the hallway," Ambrose returns.

"The only credit I can give your brother is that he made no attempt to hide what he'd done. He said he struck you in anger and 'said some shit' and that he regretted it. Julian and I both went to look for you but you'd already gone."

"I went to work," Noah says.

Ambrose nods.

"I know. Julian asked me to let him be the one to go after you, said he needed to apologize for something but he let me know you were all right once he had."

Noah releases his breath in a sigh and casts a glance at the windows, seeing it's already full dark outside.

"What time is it?"

"Near eight."

"Who's here?"

"Everyone, I'm afraid." Ambrose grimaces.

"Whatever else your brother may be, I must admit he is persuasive. He managed to convince or perhaps frighten, the whole stubborn lot into following our plan. Even Mattie's here. They're all downstairs, waiting for dinner."

"Dinner?"

Noah feels a prickle of alarm as he remembers that the pantry is basically bare.

"Yes, it's a meal one eats, typically in the evening," Ambrose replies with a slight smirk, his eyes angled at my mouth.

"Don't worry, Mattie's taken care of it," he adds, leaning a little closer.

Noah feels the heat coming off him, the natural warmth of his living body and realizes his own is quite cold from sleeping without a cover.

A shiver convulses Noah as Ambrose brushes his lips across his and he pulls back with a searching look.

"All right, little wolf?" he asks.

Noah nods and reaches for him, pulling him close again and leaning into his embrace, his head on his shoulder and his body pressed to his, soaking up the comfort of his heat.

Noah feels centered, grounded, safe,and calmer than he has all day.

Dane can think whatever he wants, as Noah breathes the strangely seductive spice of his mate's scent, he feels more certain than ever that this is exactly where he belongs.

"I don't suppose you can tell me what's troubling the Fae lad," Ambrose says after a moment.

"Or that it might be anything I'd be able to help?"

"No," Noah sighs and smooth his hands over his back, feeling the shape of the muscles beneath his shirt.

"But I do have something to tell you. I want you to know what happened between Thomas and I and...well, I want you to know everything, I guess. Something happened today that makes me think..."

Noah’s own stomach interrupts him with a loud growl and he recalls that he hasn't eaten anything since breakfast.

"I'm glad you're ready to share it with me," Ambrose says, letting me go with a rueful smile.

"A painful memory is a burden and a shared burden is easier to bear. I think we ought to get some food in you first, though."

"I guess 'dinner' does sound like a good idea," Noah admits.

"Although... You said Mattie was making something?"

Ambrose grimaces.

"Hardly. I doubt the woman knows how to cook anything that isn't as frozen as her heart. She insisted on bringing her 'staff' along with her. Apparently that includes a live-in cook and a housekeeper."

Ambrose shrugs but a sly smile plays about his mouth as he leans to kiss Noah again.

"They're all rather ridiculous but if there is a silver lining to hosting my dreadful relatives, it is that you and I, my lovely man, shall get to live like royalty in the meantime. Come on, let's go find out of Mattie's 'chef' is worth the substantial salary she pays him."

~ ☾ ~

Ambrose assures Noah he needn't 'dress for dinner' and he knows his sartorial tastes border on outdated formality but as they enter the dining room, he immediately regrets not making more of an effort.

Of the five strangers seated at the long table, only one is wearing anything close to a casual style.

The others look like they'd be right at home in late Victorian high society.

Mattie Macleod sits at the head of the table, dressed in a pale blue gown with what are probably priceless jewels sparkling at her throat and greets them with a cool, barely perceptible nod.

She's the only one Noah recognizes and as Ambrose introduces him to the others, he feels highly self-conscious beneath the scrutiny of their combined gaze.

They stand at the table's opposite end, Ambrose's arm looped casually around Noah’s waist as, after boldly presenting me as his 'closest confidante and lover' he points out each of his relatives in turn.

"Augustus Thorne," Ambrose begins, nodding at a thin, balding, nervous-looking man seated on Mattie's left.

"Currently living under the name August Turnbridge. My father's brother and distiller of fine Scottish Whisky. His gift-relic is a bottle, still in his possession and if not for the fact he hasn't aged past thirty-eight, he'd have drowned in it long ago. Isn't that so, Uncle Gus?"

The man shrugs a too-thin shoulder and fiddles with his cutlery.

"Like as not," he mutters, raising a glass of amber liquid to his lips with a slightly shaking hand as he does.

Of all our guests, he looks by far the most miserable and although he wears what is clearly an expensive suit, it appears as if he's been wearing it for some time already and that it needs pressing.

"And this," Ambrose continues, gesturing at the woman seated across from Augustus on Mattie's other side.

"Is my dear aunt, Aileen, my father's sister and mother of poor Thaddeus, may he rest in peace."

From his tone, it's clear that by 'rest in peace' Ambrose means 'rot in hell' but if Aileen notices, she seems not to care.

"Aileen's the artist in the family," he goes on.

"And Art is her one true love. She doesn't bat an eye at the news her son's a pile of ash but gods forbid one of her paintings should be harmed. Her relic's a paintbrush, also yet unpilfered."

“That isn't fair 'Rose" Aileen says. "I did my best as a mother but that was a long, long time ago. As you'll no doubt agree, Thad was a wretched bastard. I imagine he wasn't much different from other children but as he grew up, he became a difficult man to love. Even mothers have their limits."

Aileen is noticeably older than the rest of our guests, appearing around fifty, with thick, curly gray hair and a lightly lined face.

Her features are plain, neither pleasing nor ugly and her figure is short and plump.

Unlike the others, she's dressed in what seems like work clothes, a gingham smock covered in paint stains over a pair of cotton trousers.

"Well, your store of affection was certainly exhausted by the time I came along," Ambrose says, lifting a brow.

"Or else you never looked up from your damned canvas long enough to notice how your brother tortured a boy who, as far as the wider world was concerned, was his own son."

Aileen sniffs and her eyes look a little watery.

Noah feels a bit bad for her and wonders if Ambrose is being too harsh but her next words put that fear to rest.

"It seems you're enjoying your revenge well enough," she says, digging a small bottle of pills out of her pocket.

"You know I'm allergic to dogs. The least you could do is put the beast outside."

Ambrose scowls.

"This is Dougal's home," he replies.

"Not yours and I'll not put him out of it on your account."

Turning to the remaining two guests, he nods at them, though his expression remains grim.

"And here we have dear Brutus and Penelope. Mattie's their mother, Rowan's their father and my mother was their little sister. Brutus was the first victim of the thefts. His relic was, or is, a bust of his own likeness. Money and power are his business but sexual conquest is his game. He'd sell his own sister if he could turn a profit by it and fuck her if she were pretty enough."

"Ambrose." Mathilda chides and clicks her tongue but doesn't contradict him.

Brutus barks a laugh, a loud, rude sound and shoots Ambrose a look that seems close to pure hate.

"What can I say? I'm good at what I do. At least my talents are still of use to me, and I'm not wasting perfectly good medical skills on mongrels and vermin," he says, and for some reason glances at me as he does.

He has a low, gravelly voice, appears to be in his mid or late thirties and trends towards corpulence but wears his weight well.

His skin has a ruddy undertone and his hair is flat, thick, and dark brown.

As he turns his gaze on Noah, his face takes on an almost cunning look.

"I see you've inherited the old Macleod taste for the exotic Rose," he says, looking Noah up and down with a leer. "Never had much taste for dark meat, myself but I must say..."

Aileen gasps and Ambrose bristles, his eyes lighting with their strange, inner fire.

"Watch your tongue, Oakfield or I shall remove it with my perfectly good, if sadly outdated, medical skills," he says in a low, deceptively cool voice.

"And that's not all I'll remove while I'm at it."

Brutus sneers but says nothing more and after giving him a final glare, Ambrose turns his attention to the woman who sits across from him on Augustus' left.

"Last and perhaps least abhorrent, we have Penelope," he says, gesturing at the thin, pale young woman.

"The writer. Her relic is an inkwell, stolen the same night as Brutus' bust. She's written well over a hundred novels by now, under various names, some of which are almost good."

Penelope looks up in surprise, blinking owlishly.

Her eyes are too large and an unsettlingly light shade of blue, like a dead thing, almost.

"You really think so?" she asks.

Her voice is thin and whispery, reminding me of cobwebs and Noah barely suppresses a shudder.

"Of course, Auntie Nel," Ambrose allows, generously.

"That one about the woman who's slowly devoured from the inside by parasitic worms was truly nauseating. You have a wonderfully demented imagination."

She blushes as if he's just called her a great beauty and glances down at her empty plate.

"Well, Mr. Hunter," Ambrose says to me with a slight bow and a wink.

"Shall we?"

Ambrose gestures at the table, inviting Noah to choose his seat but the young man really can't decide if he'd rather sit next to the horny racist or the 'Corpse Bride.'

Brutus makes the decision for him when Noah catches him leering at him again as he adjusts the seat of his pants.

Noah moves around the table and sits beside Penelope, wondering how on earth Ambrose can be related to such awful people and hoping that dinner, at least, will be something closer to normal fare.

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wayhaughtao3feed · 2 years

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Greater Things

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/etIBREA

by Nene_mendes03

High profile terrorists, drug dealers and criminals have some things in common: they’re clever and they don’t trust easily. They also don’t suspect fragile and innocent children.

But the CHERUB agents are far from being fragile or innocent. They’re highly trained secret agents. And Waverly Earp is one of them.

For official purposes, these children do not exist…

Words: 1246, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV), CHERUB - Robert Muchamore

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Waverly Earp, Wynonna Earp, Doc Holliday (Wynonna Earp), Willa Earp, Rachel Valdez (Wynonna Earp TV), Bunny Loblaw, Jolene (Wynonna Earp), Nicole Haught, Randy Nedley, Chrissy Nedley, Bobo Del Rey | Robert Svane, Mercedes Gardner, Robin Jett, Calamity Jane Haught, Jeannie Lucado, Tucker Gardner, Jeremy Chetri, Stephanie Jones (Wynonna Earp), Jack of Knives (Wynonna Earp), Jonas (Wynonna Earp), Judge Cryderman (Wynonna Earp), Whiskey Jim (Wynonna Earp), Jim Miller (Wynonna Earp), Xavier Dolls, Hardy Champ, Beth Gardner, Ambrose Dickenson | Fish, Eve of the Garden (Wynonna Earp), Levi (Wynonna Earp), Carl (Wynonna Earp), Rosita Bustillos, Eliza Shapiro, Big Nose Kate (Wynonna Earp), Mattie Perley | The Blacksmith, Margo Clanton, Malcom Ramaker, Gretta Perley | The Iron Witch, Perry Crofte, Shae Pressman, Bulshar Clootie

Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Jeremy Chetri & Waverly Earp, Waverly Earp & Wynonna Earp, Wynonna Earp & Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp & Mercedes Gardner, Waverly Earp & Chrissy Nedley, Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught, Nicole Haught & Randy Nedley, Jeremy Chetri/Robin Jett, Waverly Earp & Robin Jett, Waverly Earp & Randy Nedley, Waverly Earp & Doc Holliday, Wynonna Earp & Doc Holliday, Xavier Dolls & Nicole Haught, Jeremy Chetri & Xavier Dolls, Nicole Haught & Rachel Valdez (Wynonna Earp TV)

Additional Tags: Spies & Secret Agents, spy kids - Freeform, cherub, Drug Dealing, Drugs, Crimes & Criminals, Innocent Teenager Love, Cult of Bulshar (Wynonna Earp), Big Sister Wynonna Earp, Most of them are teenagers, tw violence, Domestic Violence, Character Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/etIBREA

#ao3feed #fanfic #Wayhaught

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girl-named-matty · 7 days

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Happy late birthday Matty!

Matty's birthday is on the 26th of April, sadly I am a dimwit and forgot even though earlier this week I checked just to make sure I wouldn't forget but yet here we are. (😭)

Either way, happy late birthday Matty <33

#hogwarts legacy #hl #hogwarts legacy mc #mc #Matty Ambrose #🥺🥺🥺#light of my life

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mattyambrose · 1 month

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For the girls if you know what I mean.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #mc #matty ambrose #Hogwarts legacy screenshots #my screenshots #I am having very gay thoughts #hl

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abiiors · 1 year

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Babe, I have arisen from slumber to pester you

I'd also like to say I'm finishing that smut today under penalty of death /hj

Pester pester pester

Your on your knees before matty, sweaty and overheated, panting heavily as soft hands ghost across his skin, feeling him flex beneath you,

"That's it princess, so good for us"

Placing messy kisses along his stomach, biting playfully, sucking ivory skin until it turns red, until he whimpers, skin salty and warm. Matty's hands are planted firmly in your hair, pulling slightly, grinning when a pathetic whine spills out,

"Are you seeing this?"

Ross sits further away on the bed, watching with amusement, enjoying the control he has over both you and matty, how well behaved you are,

"Go on whore, use that filthy mouth of yours"

You pause briefly, looking between them, matty is giving you an encouraging smile, and so you move forward, dipping your head down you lick from base to tip, a deep groan from above you as you take matty into your mouth, hand coming up to cover the base, he's far too big to fit all of him in your mouth.

Ross is watching with lustful gaze, hand slipping down his own trousers,stroking himself achingly slow, getting off at watching you and matty, listening to how matty meals beneath you as you hollow your cheeks, licking the head of his cock, hand pumping him...(etc)

Ross has already abandoned his jeans, a wet patch at the front of his boxers from where he had been touching himself, sliding off the bed to kneel behind you, still sucking matty off with fervor, like a woman starved. Reaching round, large calloused hands run over your chest, rough skin of palms brushing over pebbled nipples without any care, you gasp in surprise, the sensation causing matty to buck up the vibrations, groaning when you moan around him, ross' fingers running through the folds of your soaked pussy,

"Your enjoying this aren't you?" Heavy breathing from all three, or as heavy as you can breathe, desperate little pants from matty as he tries to keep from coming undone right there beneath you, made exponentially harder when you can't help yourself from a whimper, muffled noises of pleasure as ross teases your sensitive clit, breath hot and warm on the back of your neck, so much bigger than you,

"Enjoying me getting off to you and matty being so depraved" a husky whisper in your ear, tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive skin, nipping at the shell,

"Like putting on a show for me don't you"

You can't say anything, focused on your task, using your tongue to swirl around mattys dick, it's matty who answers, breathless,

"Ye---ahh, yes. Yes we do, mmm--fuuh-"

Ross laughs, amused at the power structure that was forming, one hand still at your cunt, fingers teasing soaked folds, the other sits at your chest, massive hands easily grapsing a handful, squeezing and watching you squirm.

"Good little sluts"

(Get pestered)

OH??? MY GOD????? I’M IN A MEETING and I’m not even going to pretend that I’ve heard a single word

AMBROSE I HATE YOU (jk ily for sending me this)

#asks #smutty asks #the 1975 #matty healy #ross macdonald #🍓

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