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Shavua Tov (shah-VOO-ah TOHV) Hebrew. Have a great and wonderful week as you walk His 'WAY'
@karmamcde
"So, because you refused to do your bag, and you're dating a dick with an obsession, despite the fact htat I prepared clothes for you for the next three days these islands are rented for us, you can only bath in these two pieces," Derek said as he lifted up a tiny blue swimming jockstrap and a purple body suit with a thong on the backside. He did have an obsession. "So, what are you going to wear for the pool or the beach, Babe?" The smirk on his face was undeniable,
“What? You like what you see?” Derek questioned, holding his cock out as he emptied his bladder on the public restroom. Normally people would leave a space in between, but with only two, he couldn’t set himself any other place. And oh was he wishing he had.
@alwayslcyal
Derek pinned Josh to the bed, his arms tightly keeping him on check as demon strength was put into play, his waist glued to the other’s as body laid down and lips pressed tiny kisses against every patch of the other’s face’s skin. Forehead, nose, cheeks, lips, chin, over and over again, he was leaving little tiny kisses over his surface as thumbs moved on temples when lips weren’t there to offer a soothing massage.
Waking up by Jonathan’s side, it took him a few minutse to realise where he was. Having taken a few free days from the office, something that he would rarely do, Derek forgot completely that he was out in the woods. His face lighting up at the sight of the other turning around, reaching out to loudly smack his ass, “wake up, handsome,” said the witch, “put on some clothes, it’s time to fish.” He added as he sat up reaching out for a pair of trunks to cover his nudity, ignoring the boxers laying on the tent’s floor. @aflamboyanceofgays
starter from derek (top)
open for m/f/nb.
reminder: derek HALLIWELL not hale, teen wolf muses more than encourage to answer. but he is not derek hale.
while he could be used to family meetings, and big gatherings of these, derek didn’t experience the self same type of approach when it was a work one. having to assist to the christmas dinner, his only consolation was having his partner with him, because that, at least, meant having someone he wanted to talk to and be with. hidden away among the crowed, he held his partner in an embrace as people danced and talked over christmas carols and laughs. one big arm laid against the low his partner’s back, never too close from their behind, never too far away from it, a thumb underneath fabric giving soft caresses to their spine and back. his other hand cutely captured their nose after feeding them a chocolate while he laughed distracted as if only their presence existed there.
Pyke Derek Halliwell
Half demon, half witch.
28-33
Son of Phoebe Halliwell and Cole Turner, born after he was recovered from the control of the source, but during the period where he was overriden by power, albeit temporarily, due to the channel that he was going through. Older than Phoenix, but younger than Teddy, he stands as the second, occupying the place of Piper after Prue’s removal as the patriarch of Phoebe’s bloodline.
He has pyrokinesis, but not on the level of control of his cousin, Tanner, empathy, premonition and levitation at the same time. While Phoenix excels at empathy, he excels at premonition, capable of seeing what’s to come or not, fully able to turn it off, see what happens in other places and astrally project there. He can also release psychotelemetric energy in the form of concussive or destructive beams focusing on an event taken or to be taken place within the area he is on and the different intensity of it. From his demon side, he can transform into anything he desires so as well as altering his aspect, turn invisible, limitedly control time by stopping it, he is virtually immune to harm, and possesses telekinesis, chrono-telekinesis and shimmering. He also has Cole’s basic energy control powers although he can extend it into beams not just balls, and limited force fields (walls) for protection.
He is a lawyer, working for his father former’s firm.
He is going to replace Derek Hale within my muses because ef it.
open to bottoms.
Comic cons, the weirdest place to find a hook up, one would say. And yet, not so much for Derek. He had gone attired with a blue power ranger suit, missing the helmet as he didn’t care for it, and exposing his muscular body through a tight rendering fabric that left not much to the imagination. And even in that case, he was not the most exposed. He had found a guy, one who was gathering all the picture taking attention, people posing with him, next to him, or simply asking him to take pictures. Quite the nice Spiderman to lay his eyes on, too, covered from head to toe, there was no more than paint, a pair of boots, a mask, and what seemed to be waist covering fabric. The rest, was the other’s body left to anyone’s eyes. And would no one care to check, or double check should be said, it would be unnoticed that it was no more than a cock protector painted through and stuck ot the skin with the right adhesives. Would someone not have Derek’s talents, it would have gone unnoticed all the care that he had put into it. And thus, conquered by the bravery, he had spoken him up to vanish together somewhere private.
Lost down on his knees, Derek had put down the cock covering tool, and the mask, leaving him to see the skin on the other’s face and waist only, completely shaven and oh so wonderfully so. His lips, with cheeks buried between cheeks, were tasting the flavor of paint that was not meant to be edible, making him taking all the effort that he had put on, and grabbing a tissue, removed the underlying blue colouring from the rims and surroundings. “This is commitment. And something I envy whoever helped you with this body paint,” he teased, looking up at his face before his tongue lashed out once more a teasing lick, and beard scratched the sides of tht muscular ass.