An Almost Respectable Hero

Doctor Will Zimmerman . Psychiatrist. Protégé. Emotional Compass. An almost respectable hero. Usually the expendable human on the ticket. {Independent RP blog for Will Zimmerman from Sanctuary. Blog still under construction!}

[the-expendableconcubine]

clara ;;

She supposed that this was her fault, after all, she did start it. She had started the teasing early on in the day, and it just kept going, perhaps they should have left it to the bedroom. But where was the fun in that?

Her hands were now pinned, much to her pleasure, with a bit of a roughness, another thing that she found out she very much enjoyed. It wasn’t enough to actually hurt, but rough enough to make a warm heat shoot from the top of her head, all the way to her toes. 

His eyes bore into her own, a certain glint sparkling in the corner. Of what, she couldn’t quite place. Clara arched a curious eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips, and before she could so much as utter out a word, that smirk was wiped clean off her face when teeth was met at the skin on her neck.

He very well knew her neck was her weak spot, and that was highlighted in the groan that escaped her lips, accompanied by hands sliding into Will’s hair, long enough for her to tug and rake through.

“You’re-” another whimper. “You’re goin’ to leave a mark;”

if clara thought the way that her hands tugged at his hair was going to stop his ministrations, she’d be MISTAKEN. the hair pulling, especially the way she did it, had become a source of great pleasure to him -- it’d only serve to SPUR HIM ON further.

similarly, her words would only prove to encourage his actions. if she asked him to stop? there’d be no question that he’d stop IMMEDIATELY, but until that point? oh, there’d be no chance of him stopping until she said the word.

a smirk roused to his lips at the sounding of her whimper. oh, how he loved the noises she made like this.

“ really? huh, that...wasn’t my intention at all. ” his words were laced with a natural sarcasm, though they came out somewhat muffled as he once more bit down against the flesh of her neck. his intention was most definitely TO MARK her -- to mark her in a place where she’d find it difficult to cover. a subtle message to a certain teacher she worked with; she was already TAKEN, and he’d make no apology for letting the world know that. that’s why this time, once he’d finished that bite, his position shifted to just below her jawline and he sucked, HARD.

[the-expendableconcubine]

👄 (oops)

neck bites meme || @impossiblegxrlclara​

they’d been back and forthing all day, purposely riling the other up like some GAME to see who would crack first. clara had started it; one CHEEKY ass smack had turned into several, and since then the day had been filled with teasing touches, glances, and comments better left for a times which needed more PRIVACY.

he wasn’t sure how they had ended up at this point, but will suddenly had her backed against a wall, his body pressed flush against her own, with her hands PINNED FIRMLY by her side. there was a glint of something in his eyes -- those eyes which insisted on BURNING into the browns of hers before targeting the side of her neck.

clara’s neck was her weak spot -- that was no mystery to him -- and it was EXACTLY where he found his mouth had suddenly latched on to. there wasn’t a gentleness to his ministrations, no, instead his teeth worked confidently, FIRMLY, at her skin. he dragged her flesh through gritted teeth before returning to give a purposeful bite to the same spot. his intention? oh, it was definitely to MARK HER.

[the-expendableconcubine]

👄 { do it will we dare u }

neck bites meme || @starbuckskeptic​

he’s been checking on scully every hour, each time finding her still working. it’s typical of her, he knows that, but he’s adamant she’s due a break. when he checks on her this time, he enters the room fully, striding over to stand behind her as skilled fingers immediately work the muscles of her shoulders.

“ you’re working yourself too hard – ” a hand moves then, brushing her hair to the side to give him access to her neck. what he has in mind is a bold move, GUTSY, even, and not one typical of his normal actions. today, though, he’s found some courage and he’s not going to back down easily. 

lips ghost to the side of her neck briefly, the small kiss turning into teasing nibbles against her skin, but when he reaches her pulse point? oh, he’s not nibbling. there’s no gentle grazing of his teeth, either. instead, he BITES. it’s nowhere near hard enough to break her skin, although most definitely hard enough to leave a mark ( and one that he’s proud of, too ), and he REPEATS THE GESTURE once more just above the previous spot.

“ – take a break? ”

[the-expendableconcubine]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m thinking about all the dirty things i want to do to you.

sext messages || @basichumanform​

[ text:: stella ] oh, wow. now i’m distracted.

[ text:: stella ] if you tell me what you’re thinking, you have full permission to act out every single one.

[smutxmemes]

Send me a "👄" to get neck bites from my muse

[delta-quadrant]

[the-expendableconcubine]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— sucking on a blow pop right now and wishing it was you… (Boy gonna die)

sext messages || @impossiblegxrlclara​

[ text:: clara ] sorry for the delayed reply, i was picking my jaw up off of the floor. i hate you. no, really, i do.

[ text:: clara ] i hate the way you make it so difficult for me to work. and the way you put images into my head. and the way you make me so…

[ text:: clara ] so. damn. distracted.

[the-expendableconcubine]

“You better not die on me.” - Theodosia

injured / bleeding meme || @fcreverchangedx​

oh, this was bad. in hindsight, he wasn’t entirely sure how this had happened. all he did know, however, was that he was lying on the ground now – bleeding out in such a way that already made his head feel seven shades of WOOZY. 

his hand pressed against the pain in his side, where he assumed the blood was coming from, and his jaw clenched as a wave of pain overcame him. HUMOUR, he thought. he’d use humour to try and lighten the situation.

“ asking me not to die? huh – ” a pause, one that was met with a wince of pain. “ – kinda ironic given you TRIED TO KILL ME the first time we met. ”

[the-expendableconcubine]

{ muchos sorry about being completely MIA lately - life has totally kicked my butt and it’s been intenseeee. but hello hey I am back! totes appreciate I owe like everyone but I've missed you guys, ya big bananas }

[madamedefarge]

[itschiling]

HELEN: We can do this, Will. I’m sure you’ve been through worse. WILL: No, I haven’t. That last skirmish didn’t go so well for me. ———— WILL: Wow, look at that. What a beautiful day. HELEN: Mm… Not bad, Will.

- Pavor Nocturnus | Sanctuary |s02e05

[supagirl]

♡

[vaememes]

sext messages.

[ 📲 • sms ] —— i want to mark you as mine; that’s why i’ve been sharpening my nails. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m going to make you scream my name tonight. [ 📲 • sms ] —— if i were with you right now, where would you want me to touch you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— sucking on a blow pop right now and wishing it was you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— have you ever had a wet dream with me in it? be honest … [ 📲 • sms ] —— if you could do anything you want to me, what would you do? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think we should just be friends with sexual tension ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— my hands. my hips. my lips. your body. tonight. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m touching myself right now. wish you were here ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— your chin, your shoulders, and your … i think you know what I’m trying to say here. [ 📲 • sms ] —— thinking about how sexy you look in that fitted black button-down …  [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m just laying in bed with nothing to do . .  [ 📲 • sms ] —— trying to decide between the red lacy thong or the pink boy shorts . .  [ 📲 • sms ] —— that thing you did last night makes me want to scream. [ 📲 • sms ] —— just wondering … what is your sexual fantasy? [ 📲 • sms ] —— just bought new underwear and can’t wait to show it to you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess the color of my underwear? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you wearing right now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a pic ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— want to watch porn with me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m touching myself while texting you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m thinking about all the dirty things i want to do to you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— mmm yes baby tell me what more you want to do to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so horny right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i want you to cum on my face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— had a wet dream about you last night. [ 📲 • sms ] —— turn my wet dreams into realities.

[the-expendableconcubine]

"Do you want to feel?" Clara had one hand resting on the large swell of her stomach, smiling warmly at the kicks and flips she could feel.

     it took will a moment to respond – not for lack of WANTING to feel, he simply needed half a beat to take in the image of what was before him. it made him happy beyond belief, the kind of happiness that presented as a WARMNESS in the pit of his stomach.

plopping himself down beside her, he extended a hand over to clara for her to place in the right position. what accompanied it was a smile that leaked GENUINE HAPPINESS. “ you really think that’s a question you need to ask? ”

[the-expendableconcubine]

clara ;;

Clara looked up from her desk at the sound of his voice, which was covered with papers, scribbled on with various facts and tidbits about different abnormals, their habits, features, anything she could get her hands on. She had a few books open in front of her, not uncommon that she would be tackling more than one read at a time. It was quite the comical sight from the outsider looking in.

She, unfortunately, had not been there for the whole elemental fiasco. It was supposed to be a fairly regular pick up, one that everyone assured her, she didn’t need to be there for. But when they had returned to the Sanctuary, without Will, oh, she had been furious. Of course, they urged her he would be fine, which he ended up being, but if she had her own way, she would have gotten to him in zero seconds flat. None of this ‘lets talk to Henry’, bullshit.

At his request, she couldn’t help but break out a small smile of her own. “Coffee man made tea?” She teased, urging him with a hand gesture for him to come in. “You know I’ve always got time for you, Will.” She stood up from her desk chair, marking and closing the several books, heading towards the more comfortable love seat that she had Magnus put in for her. It made it feel more..she supposed, warm.

She really wanted to just…make sure he was okay. She had been worried, more worried than she should have been, for that matter, but she didn’t want to come off as…too much. She sat on the love seat, now patting the spot next to her, crossing her ankles.

if will could count on anyone to have time for him, he knew it’d be clara. it ALWAYS was clara. regardless of if she was in the middle of something ( which looked like was the case now, given by the books and endless papers on her desk ), she had a habit of making time. it was partly the reason why she’d become his go-to person after days like he’d just had, although it was mainly because of the COMFORTING SAFETY her presence always seemed to bring. it was that solace that he always found in her that will was seeking tonight, though he’d have a hard time OPENLY ADMITTING that.

there was no chance of his smile faltering just yet, not least with the comment that she made. “ when you live in the same house as not one, but two english women? it’s kinda difficult to AVOID the whole tea thing. ” he entered her office then, placing the cup on her desk and flashing her an appreciative glance when she gestured for him to occupy the space next to her.

a sigh far HEAVIER than anticipated left will as he sat down beside her. he rested an arm along the top of the seat, heading turning to face clara. he looked at her differently then; smile less wide and brow more furrowed, a look of mild concern gracing his features.

henry had mentioned something to him about clara not being entirely happy earlier -- more of a passing comment more than anything else, but will being will? it’d stuck in his mind and he just HAD to check she was alright. “ crazy day, huh? you okay? ”

[the-expendableconcubine]

stella ;;

       she’s STILL SMILING when she turns around to face him, making heated eye contact before leaning in to claim his lips in a searing kiss. ❝ oh i never said it was a problem. in fact, i’m going to INSIST you continue. ❞

     there’s more than just a glimmer of INTENT when their lips meet, his own working with stella’s with a certain eagerness. his hands are back smoothing over her bottom again, although this time he’s quite adamant in giving one firm grope. “ is there anything else you’re gonna insist i do? i’m...open to suggestions. ”

[the-expendableconcubine]

{ ya’know sometimes your muse sees things on the dash and it p much just kills them instantly? 100% that rn. }