#sirenmother

[blind-royal-guardian]

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[sirenmoth]

i just wanted to say about your irish reader with the cod guys, you can be irish and not be part of the republic... for my northern ppl who are irish but sill in the uk unfortunately!!! all love though :) i don't want to seem like i'm being rude... keep up the good writing! :D

it’s no problem, i understand.

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[popipopipopipopipo000]

Peepaw…and…quokkas…

Based on this oneshot by @sirenmoth that was based off this post! HES TGE KING POOKIE

#my pookiest pookie #my pookie #captain price #john price #captain john price #peepaw #cod #price cod #cod price #call of duty mwii #call of duty mw3 #call of duty #call of duty fanart #john price x reader #captain price x reader #call of duty price #captain price call of duty #gaz #kyle gaz garrick #gaz cod #gaz call of duty #gaz cod mw2 #fanart #my art #sketch #oneshot #oneshot fanart #teehee #i love him #modern warfare 2

[undercover-smutlover]

141 + Extras + Reader...

main masterlist📌

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Works by @miniwheat77

Sizes. 141+Alejandro x Reader: Who has the biggest dick?

By Nature, She’s Naughty: Y/n was a wild one

Works by @mistydeyes

Hunk-o-mania Pt.1: The boys thought wrong, now they’re performing

Playboy Bunny Pheonix Edition Pt.2: The boys are very pleased with the solution

Opposite Occupations Pt.1: They realize that all the long hours are worth it

Take A Walk In My Shoes Pt.2: A day in your life

Almost Military Wives GC Pt.3: What goes on when the boys are deployed

Works by @sprout-fics

Afterburn: Just 6 dudes taking care of their girl

Poly 141 x Reader: It takes weeks, month for you all to put the place in order, and by the end of it all, you’re exhausted

Works by @loveindefinitely

Need To Listen To Me: that was a flaw. A genuine character fault, and Price was cementing that fact in this very room

Lust for Life: You’re suddenly all too desperate to get back at your father and experiment a thing or two

Works by @the-californicationist

They Help You Practice: You smiled to yourself, eager to push more of their buttons. 

The Window, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5:

141 + König First Word Reactions by @starstruckmiraclekitty: Reactions to their babies’ first words

Be Gentle Man Pt.1 and Be Gentle Man Pt.2 by @rileyslibrary: Etiquette training

Breeding Team by @sirenmoth: AU where reader is an omega who took suppressants

Strip Poker Pt.1 by @catsnkooks: Soap’s CO brought out some cards

Cachorrita Pt.1 and Cachorrita Pt.2 Los Vaqueros x Reader by @little-skywalker: Caught in the middle of narco violence, you are taken in

Four Big Guys by @antigonusyuki: And oh, all the blood rushes to John’s cock

Civillian Asset by @cuckoo-on-a-string: There’s blood under your nails and a threat to your life

Price’s wife = the wife of 141 by @ghosts-cyphera: and you managed. of course you managed. you were price’s good little wife

Sparrow by @diejager: Their tense shoulders slouched, finally knowing where you went

Gangbang by @konigsblog: They used you like a toy, for their own satisfaction

Mafia!141 by @groguspicklejar:

With Them, Who Swallowed a Star by @vellichor-of-the-solivagant: Now, he made music out of you

Home is Where You Are by @1-ker0sene-1: "Taking good care of our boys John…You always do…Making sure you all come home to me again”

Cook!reader x 141 by @bookbrokelibrarian:

Lift Me Off My Feet by @lovifie:

Dividers by @cafekitsune

#undercover-smutlover #call of duty #modern warfare #cod smut #favorite fics #smut

[bellaramseysgf]

Im in need of everyone’s opinion!! Pls & ty!

I need to decide between 2 series I was gonna start, I’m not saying the series that doesn’t get chosen won’t come out! It’ll just be after the end of the series that gets picked!

Lost love (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

I had began writing this back when I was writing on wattpadd! It’s about the reader and Bucky being ex’s and when Bucky and Sam need a place to stay the reader offers hers. Now they’re having to figure out rather it’s still love or not!

The Farm (Pedro Pascal x Reader)

Reader’s mom is selling their farm to Pedro and reader isn’t happy about it. (Enemy’s to lovers vibe) Pedro comes a few weeks early to get a look at the farm and reader is fighting her feelings for him. There’s also a bit of the fake dating trope mixed in it!

Please please!! Vote! I’d really appreciate it!

No pressure tags!; @toomanybandstocare @lanadelreyscokewhor3 @sirenmoth @sunnythebunny7 @luvrbrat @i-am-just-a-baby @jamespottersmommy @remusslove

#bucky x y/n #sebastian stan bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky barnes x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x y/n #pedroispunk #my polls #pls vote

[museswithinx]

Mistletoe { Sedrian }

Send “Mistletoe” for our muses to get caught under mistletoe!!

It was late when Adrian finally got back home, but his wife was still awake. Just as he knew she would be. "You didn't have to wait up for me. We could've just talked in the morning," he told her anyway as he closed their bedroom door behind him. However, she insisted she wouldn't be able to rest until she knew he got in safe. So that was that.

Setting his overnight bag down at the foot of their bed, he pulled their stone piece out of the front pocket and presented it to her. "We have to stash that somewhere where it'll be safe," he told her as she took it in her hand to examine it. "Somewhere no one except us knows. Maybe a spot where Cerberus can keep a guard over it." Even if the animal still hated him, there was no denying anyone wasn't getting past the giant vicious dog.

As Seph set the stone on their bedside table for now and patted the bed for him to come lay his head in her lap, Adrian lifted his shirt up over his bed and climbed on the bed to do so. He'd gotten a little bit of rest during one of Quinn's turns driving but he was still exhausted from the trip. At least Tristan would still be covering his lessons for tomorrow because he didn't expect to go anywhere tomorrow.

Sighing, he shifts a bit to get comfortable before giving her the promised storytime. "We made a few stops on our way back. Quinn said the assembled stone is too powerful for any one person to have, especially an ill-intentioned person. It would basically make them a god capable of doing pretty much anything and that would have disastrous results. So we had some of the stone pieces sent off across the board to a few of his contacts. The plan is to keep them all separate and as far from each other as possible. It's good we found it."

"You'll also be happy to know the car ride wasn't spent in silence." He told her, aware of her plan to expand his social circle. "We talked a little about our families and our regrets. Even a little about my work at the Fight School and his work at Whitmore. It turns out that we have more in common than either of us thought."

That seemed to please her as he looked up at her smile. However, that was when something on the ceiling just above her head distracted him. Something that definitely had not been there when he left on Monday. He gave her one of those looks and her smile only widened as she seemed to know what it was about.

"Did you seriously hang mistletoe above our bed?" He asks with the confirmation hovering right above them. She did, looking very pleased with herself, and he didn't know why he was even surprised. It was Seph. She somehow lured him under this stupid holiday tradition every year. "Do you have any idea how utterly ridiculous you are?" She did and she insisted he loved her for it. Since they were married with two kids, he couldn't even deny that.

Breathing a sigh, he rolled his eyes at her as she leaned down to collect her prize. Adrian pressed his lips to hers, still thinking about how stupid the tradition was, when Seph shifted their positions suddenly. His head was no longer on her lap, resting against the mattress now and she was on top of him. The robe she'd been wearing was open now revealing the white piece that was a favorite of his underneath. He'd only been joking when he said it but he should've known she'd greet him like this too.

"That one does look really great on you," he complimented as he rests his hands on her waist. She leans back down and their lips meet again. The stupidity of the mistletoe was long gone from his mind by then.

#sirenmother #ofstrengthisms #( adrian hunter ; ) #( the start of something new ; adrian & seph ) #mistletoe meme #answered #//shhh pretend this was put out when it was supposed to be LOL #but a little after road trip thing for them #complete with talks and mistletoe #bc i love themmmmm #intimacy cw #not actually but i'll tag it anyway #its more just implied lol

[bereavedxx]

❛ seems to me love is everywhere. ❜

A meme on my blog somewhere lol

follows this.

The household had gone from cheery wedding planning to complete and utter chaos in point two seconds flat. It was amazing just how quickly the atmosphere changed around here sometimes. Fran might as well have burst into the room screaming ‘fire’ because that’s how everyone was acting once they realized the news she bore them was legitimate. 

It was quite the incredible shock to be fair. No one would have seen this one coming in a million years. A Mikaelson heir should have only been possible for Henrik, yet it was Kol of all people making the impossible happen with a bouncing baby in his future. That was going to be very interesting. Maybe it was petty of her, but Claire found it highly amusing; particularly because he wasn’t at all happy when he got slammed with that shocker. Karma was a real bitch.

While everyone was running around like chickens without their heads trying to figure out how this had come to be and how they were going to hangle it, Claire went to open the door for Seph and Adrian. She assumed they were here to see Jared. 

“You two have incredible timing,” she comments as she lets them inside. One look around and Adrian looked about ready to book it back to their car, but Seph’s hand in his kept him there at her side. Somewhere behind her, she could hear Kol and Rebekah starting to argue, presumably about his lack of enthusiasm for fatherhood, while some of the others tried to de-escalate the situation.

❛ seems to me love is everywhere. ❜ Seph comments before looking to Claire for answers.

“Oh, it sure as hell is, alright. Just not in the way you’d expect,” she retorts before nodding toward the kitchen where it was a little more quiet. “You’re a wine drinker, right? You’ll need a glass or two for this one.”

#sirenmother #( claire & seph tag ; ) #meme prompt #answered #//LOLLLL #shes just like aint karma a bitch

[magicxfix]

"Thoughts on superheroes? A lot of people are doing them this year. So what do you think about Jean Grey? And, oh I don't know, Dev could go as Cyclops."

What costume should my muse wear for Halloween?

Send in my askbox and my muse will react to your suggestion. Bonus points if you say

“I’m not super big on them, but I’m not totally opposed either. Jean Grey could be interesting, so maybe I’ll consider it. I’d have to talk to Dev about Cyclops. I’m not sure where he stands on the whole dressing up for Halloween thing. But we’re friends, so maybe he’ll humor me.”

#sirenmother #halloween costume meme #answered #//LOL 'friends' #after that kiss ;) #sure bon

[bornforthegoodfight]

It was always you | Fran Drabble

They had to come down here, they had to finish it. It was apart of the story, and it always had been. As they stepped into that long abandoned basement, an eerily familiarity swept over Fran.

“I’ve been here,” she whispered to Alice, taking hold of her hand. “In my nightmares.” She’s always running, running in circles, trying to escape that grasp waiting to take hold. 

Amelia....Amelia Frances.

She looked over at Patricia, she heard the voice too. “The veil is crumbling too fast,” Fran said, “move quick, we don’t have any more time.” Her wrist was grabbed as she attempted to follow, forcing a strangled cry from her. “Go!” She hollered out, “just go!”

Step across, Amelia. 

“Am I going to die, Grandmother?” She asked as the woman appeared before her one last time, in the form she had begun to prefer.

The spirit nodded.

“Then I think I’ll save my friends.”

Grabbing hold of the wrist crippling her, it became ash in her hands, and she ran. Just like in all those visions before. She fled the call and the insistence of it.

AMELIA!

Finding everyone at the pool, she stood next to Henrik. “Does Klaus know we’re down here?”

“I dunno, why?” He said, looking between her and Seph who took a sudden interest.

Shaking her head, there wasn’t time for explanation. The rest was something of the blur, and when she saw the flash of bone, she knew. Stepping into it, she took it to the abdomen.

Jerking it out, she held the bloody bone in her hands as the world went fuzzy around her.

It was him, it was his voice, his past, his final moments. They played out before her eyes as if she had stood with Angel and Cordelia on that fateful night. He was so brave when it counted, and she hoped she had been the same. As the light went out, the moment froze, and he appeared in the basement with her.

“Is this...?”

“Where we part, yeah, I t’ink so, mate. I won’ linger though, you bought me a one way ticket to the heavenly places.”

“What? No...no, no, no. Don’t leave me, please. You have been the best part of me for all these years, and I can’t--I don’t want to live in a world where I don’t have you.”

“Ah, bud, ya know that ain’t true. You already had all the best parts. Thank ya for takin’ care of Angel and Cordelia, guess they’re our friends now, huh? Tell them I was alright in the end, it was my time.”

“I’m not dying, am I?” She asked, tears welling up in her eyes, “you are.”

The bone was in his hand now as he held it up to her, “t’is thing, it separates the livin’ from the dead. Why that Hades fella can’t come back, he cheated death again and again and this ev’ned the score.” He approached her, placing a hand on her cheek and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

“It was my honor, Francis Sheppard.”

“No, you were mine,” she choked out.

“By the way, I th’nk you should keep the name. It suits you.”

She nodded, the lump in her throat becoming increasingly more painful.

“Guess this is it, when your friends close up shop, you’ll be just you again,” Doyle explained.

“But I don’t know who I am without you?”

“You’re just like me. We’re heroes now, remember?”

And that was the last thing he ever said to her. Her eyes shut and when they opened again, everything was real. She had fallen, and she was on the ground. Someone had a hand pressed against her wound to slow the bleeding. It was all over and she’d missed it.

Her head tipped back, and she released a gut-wrenching scream. Her wails echoed and imbedded into the walls of this darkened, abandoned basement. The sound of her wails were of a woman who just lost apart of herself...and she had. 

It was time to be all her again.

#{ drabble } #askalicelockwood #rulerofthehome #sirenmother #mikaelsonmongrel #{ flashforward } #// leaving the basement battle super vague bc it hasn't happened yet but she's passed out for it. #editing it i'm still choking up.

[originalxconceit]

Approaching Kol with the soft hint of a smile, she sat a bottle of liquor before him. “Wanna talk about another Sinclair traitor?”

@sirenmother

Raising a brow as Seph approaches him, Kol eyes the bottle a moment wondering what her catch was. It was obvious she needed something. “Now there’s a name I haven’t heard in quite some time,” he muses as he snatches the liquor up, taking a long swig. “What of this Sinclair traitor?”

#sirenmother #answered

[sirenmoth]

Hi, and welcome

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[museswithinx]

“How many caramel apples do we need? Two? Twenty? Four hundred? I’m buying four hundred.” { Seph for Adrian }

Autumn/Halloween Sentence Starters

Despite their home already looking like the Crypt Keeper's lair, Seph woke up this morning deciding she was going to torture him with a shopping trip. Apparently all the decorations weren't obnoxious enough so she was looking to up the ante this year. Adrian wasn't sure why this trip required him and when he stated as much, she insisted that she needed a 'strong pair of arms' to help her out. However, he suspected it had more to do with the immense enjoyment and pleasure she seemed to get out of annoying him.

Seph was leading the way as he followed along with the shopping cart, which was full of shit they didn't need. When his wife stopped again to look at something else, Adrian let out a heavy sigh as he leaned forward resting against the cart handle. They'd been here for over an hour now with half the damn store in their cart. What more was there to get?

"Are you nearly done?" He asks impatiently.

Clearly not as she threw several bags of candy into the chaos before looking at the caramel apples, all but ignoring his question as she states, “How many caramel apples do we need? Two? Twenty? Four hundred? I’m buying four hundred.”

Adrian just stared at her a moment as if she'd sprouted an extra head. As she started tossing those into a second cart by the carton, he finally moved. "No. I'm drawing the line here. In what goddamn universe do we ever need four hundred fucking caramel apples?" He complains as he begins to remove them and put them back on the shelf while his wife just kept piling them back in.

Seph argues that they're lacking sweets at home. Almost like four hundred was a completely reasonable number of perishable goods to have in the house at any given time. "Do you even hear yourself?" He retorts, continuing to pull cartons from the cart. "Seph, we have four people living in our house. FOUR. Five if you count our guest. Tristan and I don’t even eat this shit, so what the hell do we need all this for?”

The pack. Guests. A midnight treat for herself. Still none of which called for that much junk food. “Okay? Then get two packs of six like a normal person.” She was being completely and utterly ridiculous but he was sure she knew that. It was the whole point. The smirk said it all as she just kept going and he gave up putting them back on the shelves. Frequently annoying him was one of her favorite past times and she was damn good at it.

“You are unbelievable, do you know that?”

#ofstrengthisms #( adrian hunter ; ) #( the start of something new ; adrian & seph ) #sirenmother #autumn/halloween starters #answered #//a little Halloween fun with these two #complete with Seph's favorite past time of annoying the hell out of her grump LOL #he's just like 'why are you like thisssss'

[museswithinx]

Once the excitement began to die down, Valerie was finally given an audience with the Queen of the Underworld herself. She was escorted to a room that served as an office by Persephone’s daughter where she thanked the girl before turning to meet the woman herself. As she laid eyes on her though, she realized she already had. A very long time ago when she’d drowned in the pool at her friend’s house.

She must have been quiet for too long as Persephone soon prompted for her to sit and speak. Obeying, she occupied the seat on the opposite side to the desk. “Sorry, I’m a little intimidated. When I was whispered your name, I wasn’t actually expecting to get the Persephone from the myths. I thought it was the name of the person I’m trying to save but now I’m thinking maybe I’m supposed to warn you.”

A being as old and infamous as Persephone, she thought she must be packing some serious power. Even if she wasn’t actually a goddess like the stories said, she still reigned over the dead. That accounted for one hell of a powerhouse. If anyone could protect this person or persons from being murdered, it was her. 

“I’m getting ahead of myself here, let me back track a little. My name is Valerie Novak, I’m a medium from a coven stationed in New Orleans. I died when I was five and got brought back with some... special abilities. I kind of remember seeing your face on that side very briefly, but I thought you were just some random person.” She took a breath before continuing. “One of those abilities allows me peaks into the future. Visions. They don’t play out very clearly, they’re kinda like quick flashes of a scene. It’s basically a puzzle with missing pieces and they always involve someone dying.”

She allowed her to process that a bit before she got to the point. “About a week ago, I had a vision of someone dying here. Maybe even more than one person, as I said, they’re not too clear and sometimes I get new pieces of the same scene a bit later. But I think they may be someone you know. I managed to sketch out some of the pieces I remember.” 

Reaching into the bag at her side, she pulls out a pad and slides it over the desk. On it were a few different panels with details over some of the scene. One panel contained a big building in the background. A school or maybe a big house. The flash had been too quick to grab many details. Another held several silouettes engaged in some kind of battle or struggle. She hadn’t been able to tell if it was a one versus many or a team versus another team. The last panel was a motionless silouette on the ground. The hand was outstretched, but the wrist contained a watch.

“Sometimes the flashes will come back to me as their death draws closer,” she explains. “When they do, I quickly sketch out any new details I can gather. Sometimes they supply me with new information too.”

While the queen was looking that over, she sat quietly for a few moments until she set it back down on the desk. “I don’t have a great success rate in preventing these visions from coming true, just so we’re clear on that. In the time I’ve been having these visions, I’ve maybe saved only one or two because they’re so hard to decipher. But I want to help. If we can figure it out, we can stop it from coming true.”

#( npc ; valerie novak ) #sirenmother #( drabble ; valerie ) #( valerie & seph tag ; ) #//bc i didn't have a prompt so have this untitled drabble??

[museswithinx]

“Why are you kneeling?” { for Adrian }

Stages of Relationships Starters

references to this.

It felt like an eternity he’d been working up to this. The ring was the easy part, Adrian knew exactly what she liked. However, the timing and courage were another matter entirely. There was always something going on whether it was a new problem that needed to be dealt with or his own sister getting engaged. He hadn’t wanted to take away from Ronnie’s special moment in the spotlight so he told himself he’d wait but then he just kept on waiting.

So maybe it was more building up the courage than anything else. Even now as they walked along the beach together basking in their mutual happiness, he felt the nerves bubble back up inside him. His palms were starting to sweat and the ring he carried in his pocket for months now suddenly felt very heavy as he even thought about it again. This was the one thing he never wanted to mess up and yet he was on one knee before the rest of his brain could even process what the hell he was doing.

“Why are you kneeling?”

“So, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for awhile now.”

Adrian was already on one knee, so they were doing this now. He hadn’t even really planned it but it was happening anyway. No turning back. Before he can even find the words and present the ring though, she was already shouting her answer at him in surprise and excitement. This proposal was shaping up to be something of a mess on both sides, but Adrian couldn’t help but laugh as her excitement got the best of her. It was just very... Seph.

As she prompts him to do the speech, he nods and complies. It was yet another thing he hadn’t prepared for this, so he’d just speak from the heart. “A little over a year ago, I had no faith in romantic love. It was one of those things that only existed in books and movies as far as I was concerned. Then you came into my life changing everything I thought I knew. You were and still are the most stubborn pain in my ass I’ve ever met. We argue, we fight, you annoy the hell out of me purely for the enjoyment of it, but you’re mine. My stubborn pain in the ass, my greatest love, my best friend, my partner, my everything. We’re a team, a goddamn force of nature to be reckoned with. Never in a million years did I see you coming, but I’m so glad you came.”

Slipping his hand into his pocket now, Adrian pulls the ring he’d been carrying around for so long now and presents it to her. “There is no one else I’d rather have by my side for the rest of my days than you. Persephone, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

Her eyes welled up with tears as she reconfirmed her earlier answer and he slid the ring over her finger to make it official. Swallowing the build of emotion in his own throat, Adrian stood and pulled her into his arms. His lips meet hers in a firm loving kiss as his fingers brush away the tears that spilled over onto her cheeks. Moving his mouth against hers, he shifted his hands down to lift her up and carry her back toward the beach house in which they were staying. 

Their forever started now.

#sirenmother #( adrian hunter ; ) #( the start of something new ; adrian & seph ) #stages of relationships starters #//i needed to write this proposal #bc Adrian had been planning it back when we were in present time #but the moment never happened so i had toooooooooo #bc babiessssss

[museswithinx]

‘ i know that i let you down, but i could do anything for you. ‘ (Will for Sam?)

(    *    & .    —    THE  UMBRELLA  ACADEMY  SENTENCE  STARTERS .

Sitting unseen among the living, Sam didn’t know how he was ever supposed to accept his own death. Especially as he sat here watching his family grieve him with shattered hearts. Hermes promised he wouldn’t have to and that they’d find a way to fix it, but that was just the hope. They’d need a miracle to resurrect not just him but Marlene as well. He didn’t know how much he liked those odds.

A familiar pull interrupts his ‘family time’ as Sam stood to follow. He wasn’t sure why that kept happening. If it was just a witch-specific thing or when someone was calling to him, but he found Will by the casket where he laid resting. He looked...not well. Like he hadn’t slept or eaten anything in days. He was peak stress.

“Will? Can you hear me? Can you see me?” He asks as he approaches his best friend and partner-in-crime. No response. Will just continued carrying a one-sided conversation, or rather it was more a speech, with him. 

‘ i know that i let you down, but i could do anything for you. ‘

“No Will, you didn’t let me down. You have never let me down, okay? Will!” Sam shouts to no avail because his best friend couldn’t hear him. They were on different plains. “Nobody saw it coming, Will. How could you have let me down when you didn’t fucking know! I didn’t even know!” 

Tears of frustration fill his eyes as he balls his hands into fists. Sam was here but he wasn’t and that made him angry. His loved ones were falling apart, they needed him and he couldn’t do anything about that. It was killing him.

Feeling a hand come to rest on his shoulder, he turns tearfully to Hermes. “He can’t hear me,” he cries to him, “I need to tell him he didn’t let me down but he can’t fucking hear me!”

#askalicelockwood #( sam mckay ; ) #( totally not up to something ; sam & will ) #sirenmother #( sam & hermes tag ; ) #the umbrella academy sentence starters #answered #//he is not handling death well :( #ask-alicelockwood