artimis-t-shade

Anonymous asked:

Do me. - alan

artimis-t-shade answered:

  1. Shower sex. 

[she’s is still livid at him, how is this going to happen? Angry shower sex?]

"What are you doing in my bathroom, Mr. RIckman?" She still refused to use his name.

artimis-t-shade:

i-am-alan-rickman:

"I came to see you-" Alan said looking her over."You know you love me.."

Eyes narrowed as she pulled the towel around herself, she had been getting ready to get in before he barged in.

"Well, you see me, now, go." Turning away from him, she grimaced at his words, thrown so cavalier, like he didn’t think it hurt her to know she still felt for him, after everything he left her with, everything he’d done. "don’t"

His hands came to her shoulders and he leaned to her ear ” Don’t what? Do you really want me to leave Artimis…if so I will.. Or  do you want me to stay. Do you want to feel my lips on yours . Do you want to feel skin on skin. For me to tell you how much I do really love you- that there will never be anyone else?”

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falsehopeandredsilk-archives asked:

"Before you hex me .. I am an arsehole for leaving." i-am-alan-rickman

artimis-t-shade answered:

That voice, she would know it anywhere and she took in a sharp breath, closing her eyes before she turned to face the bearer of it. She was thankful her daughter was at her mother’s, it would not do for her to meet him. Had this day really come, had he thought he could darken her doorway yet again. Wasn’t leaving her, twice, enough. 

Artimis turned her face to him, trying to keep a blank mask on as she did so as she crossed her arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"Yes, well that was not a wise woman speaking, just a girl who hadn’t been scarred by the world yet. I don’t need my work to destroy me Alan, you did that all by yourself." She told him, tailing his retreating form. He would not come into her life, threaten her and then run when she showed him there was a serpent under the flower. Green eyes that were often the fountain of love and compassion were burnished and dark with pain and anger.

"Are you just going to be a coward, deflated because I did not give you what you want. Like I said, you lack conviction, you never wanted to be here for me or for her. I was a novelty, something to occupy you when you were not drowning in work." She struck, the fangs of her words meant to fill him with the venom of the pain she had lodged deeply in her chest.

“Turning around to her he pushed her hard this time to the wall. Holding her hands above her. He looked into her eyes and licked his lips. Leaning down he kissed her hard but full of passion. He could not deny that he loved her. That he needed her. She could throw as many poisons darts at him. He could take it. Pulling back he looked at her with sorrow in his eye. He was shaking and terrified. He winced waiting for the slap or some for of pain to come.

artimis-t-shade

falsehopeandredsilk-archives asked:

"Before you hex me .. I am an arsehole for leaving." i-am-alan-rickman

artimis-t-shade answered:

That voice, she would know it anywhere and she took in a sharp breath, closing her eyes before she turned to face the bearer of it. She was thankful her daughter was at her mother’s, it would not do for her to meet him. Had this day really come, had he thought he could darken her doorway yet again. Wasn’t leaving her, twice, enough. 

Artimis turned her face to him, trying to keep a blank mask on as she did so as she crossed her arms.

"What are you doing here?"

“Alan felt her touch his chest and for a small moment he  just wanted to hold her and never let go. But he knew he could not. For now they were no more. She was not his and he had to understand that.  Backing away he nodded.”Power means nothing Artimis..A wise woman told me that. Sadly it seems she no longer believes that. You are become everything you say you wouldn’t . Look at you..what that research has brought you to. Just like me and my work. Your letting yours eat your life away.” He reached for the door handle.”Just don’t let  it destroy you …its not pretty.” Alan stated. When her turned his back to her you could see the scar along his neck to his head. five months ago he was in a driving accident. He was drinking. And hit another car. For him it was the stop of everything. Now he was trying to fix it all.

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falsehopeandredsilk-archives asked:

" Did I tell you you look wonderful in red." i-am-alan-rickman

sassyemmathompson answered:

"Of all the things you could say, you waltz in here, like nothing and compliment me on the color of my clothes. You inconsiderate, foul, prat. Get out, go away. I have no need for someone of your ilk around." Emma waved him off, turning to walk away from the room in case he did not leave.

"So you had to prove me wrong? You daft- I cannot even look at you." She snapped, turning her head to the side as she rubbed her temples. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, she found that hard to believe as she took in a deep calming breath. She had done everything to forget about him, plunging into work with a doggedness that she’d never had. She wrote with a tenacity, acted with zeal and did everything to put Alan out of her mind. 

"And now, now, when I am utter done and disgusted with you, now you feel like you are ready to try?" She questioned him, still unable to take in his visage. "Did you think you could walk in here with that voice and your idiot face and I would swoon like any of your other fans and take you back without a qualm. Did you take me for a woman so weak?"

“NO! No I don’t take you for a weak woman. But I did come here to try and- I love you. I might be a bastard but I know you love me to. But I do understand if you don’t want to try again. If your done I will exit threw that door and you will never hear me again nor see me. I will vanish from your life. ” Alan moved closer and looked in her eyes. “You don’t have to forgive me yet..I want to work for it…to prove to you I can be the man you need.”