#unbreakablewidow

[eldingaesir]

Ultimate Sinday Meme || Accepting! @unbreakablewidow

Her request wasn’t unusual, she enjoyed him getting rough, and often said outrageous things to get him to get rough with her. However, this was the first time she asked for it outright. Blue eyes looked to her, eyeing the lingerie she had on, enjoying how it clung to her form. Thor stood from his seat, watching her with an eager smile on his lips, humming his delight at the sight of her. That approach stopped until they stood right before one another, and he had yet to put his hands upon her. That was shortly changed, a hand squeezing at her hip, while the other carefully closed around her throat. Thumb and index finger squeezed at the base of her jaw, putting pressure on her veins, lessening the blood-flow while leaving her throat alone, so she could still breathe normally. His hand moved from her hip after his grip on her neck had settled, squeezing her ass tightly, pulling her closer. “Punish you? Is it really a punishment when you enjoy it?” He questioned teasingly, smiling at her in a way to convey that he was still going to do what she desired, he was merely teasing.

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@unbreakablewidow • Continued

Peter had spotted her reacting badly to the movie, it was really off putting and nobody else seemed to notice it, he put a hand on her leg to try and comfort her but as she moved against him he felt like it was the last straw.  Reaching over he grabbed the remote and turned the film off, causing everyone to look at him. “I think that’s enough.” He stated simply, daring anyone to challenge him, sure he was the youngest there but he wasn’t going to back down and it must have been obvious from the look on his face as they didn’t challenge him.  His attention turned back to Natalia as their friends wandered off. “It’s okay, I got you.” He whispered softly, wrapping his arms around her.

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      [ ✮ ]  ❝ BREATHE , DON’T SPEAK. ❞  // @unbreakablewidow​  ♥︎’d for a lyric !

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unbreakablewidow replied to your post: "happy sinday, sexy man"

depends if you wanna be daddy and I be a good girl, or if you wanna put those lips to good use

“both can work out for the night, but I never say no to making you scream the lord’s name.” 

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This hadn’t happened before, he’d never been stuck in a form before and quite frankly; it was humiliating. He was a shapeshifter who couldn’t shift, and he wasn’t even in a form that was useful! Why did it have to be a cat of all things? What was he supposed to do as a cat? He wasn’t even a decent cat; he could have been a panther or a lion, something that was powerful but instead he was some useless house cat!

It would take a vast amount of power to not only force him to shift, but also to keep him in that form. Whatever had done this to him had to be immensely powerful, and anything that could do that to him was bad news. He needed to get to Thor and warn him. Loki wasn’t sure how, he didn’t know yet whether anyone would be able to understand him. When he spoke, to his ears it came out as words, but for all he knew others might just hear meows. If someone wanted him out of the way, they had chosen a very effective and creative way to do it.

Being unable to teleport, Loki had to take the long way in order to reach the Avengers compound. So by the time he reached one of the windows, his poor little paws were sore and he was exhausted. He needed to rest; preferably on a nice comfy bed where he could stretch out fully. Unfortunately, the window he’d gone to, to announce his presence had been a dud. The person wasn’t letting him in, which was totally unfair of them and selfish. He was tired, he needed a rest and didn’t possess opposable thumbs to open doors himself. So he did the only thing he could do; he kept meowing.

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Ballerina

He watches from his seat. The music, something of a classical nature, Tchaikovsky perhaps? It had to be something of such. He’d been invited to view the dress rehearsal. It would only seem natural really given who he had been and the vast amount of wealth he had in this city let alone the donation he’d made. Besides a night out would do him good from the stress of the jobs. 

He watched as who he had figured was the star twirled about. He had never been big with names of such performers in these arts but from what he could tell she was good, very good. It would seem the money he’d invested in helping host this production was going to good use. 

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James right now:

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@unbreakablewidow Starter Call / Accepting.

❝Natasha, how’d your mission go?❞