and then it all comes crashing down

2

THIS MOMENT.

FIRST OFF, I love that everyone else looks up in shock when this giant bolt of lightning crashes down onto the palace, they all have this WHAT THE HOLY FUCKING SHIT!? and then there’s Loki.  Who looks up, sees the same thing they do, but knows that it’s Thor, he’s seen Thor use lightning without his hammer, he knows what’s coming.

And he fucking smirks.

I love that it’s Loki who is the one to know what’s about to happen (Thor is going to wreck all of Hela’s shit), that Loki is the one they cut to when it could have been Valkyrie as well, but instead it’s him.  The one who has watched Thor’s journey from when he was reckless and dangerous to massively powerful and good.

And he fucking smirks.

Loki has seen his brother take this step forward towards being even more powerful than their father, to possibly be more powerful than their sister one day. Loki, who has spent so much of his life seething with envy over Thor, resenting his strength and prominence.  Loki is the one they cut to and show him grinning because hell yes Thor is here and Hela cannot keep him down and the sheer power, the power that would have knocked down the Hulk, the power that will save so many lives this day, that will win Thor even more acclaim and attention, Loki has also taken steps forward to accept that this is who Thor is, that Thor has come this far.

He’s seen Thor grow up, mature, and even see Loki more clearly than Loki can maybe see himself.  He knows this is the way it was meant to be AND HE FUCKING SMIRKS.

Because also, holy shit, that’s so fucking hot and Thor: Ragnarok is keeping the grand tradition of Loki being really fucking turned on by Thor’s fighting skills. If he wasn’t hip deep in draugr himself, you know he’d have sat down on a mountainside to watch all over again.

Last high school training

This was supposed to be only a sketch on my book (it was painful to draw), but many people on Facebook and Instagram asked me to color it, so… here it is.
It was inspired by the song Armor by Landon Austin.

I’m not bullet proof when it comes to you…
Maybe I’ll crash into you
Maybe we would open these wounds
We’re only alive if we bruise
So I lay down this armor
I will surrender tonight
Before we both lose this fight
Take my defenses All my defenses
I lay down this armor
I lay down this armor
I lay down this armor for you


anonymous asked:

As someone who has been really active on the Teen Wolf fandom for a while, what would you say are some of the truly staple fic for sterek? Like, not exactly the most kudo-ed on ao3, but from the top of your head those old fic that seems like everyone has read

The ones that immediately come to mind (and some looking through my bookmarks lbr) are: 

* Alpha Spikes (which I believe was taken down some time ago, which sucks, but that was like THE fic to read if you were just starting out in the Sterek fandom way back in the day. Man I miss that fic)

* Open the Door by eternalbreath 

* DILF by tewentysomething

Enemy Lines by qhuinn 

You Don’t See Straight by annber

* Shelter by five_ht

* His Only Defence by LunaCanisLupus_22

* Hide Of A Life War by Etharei

* Darling It Is No Joke by thehoyden

* Every Step You Take by Nokomis 

* By Any Other Name by entanglednow

* Permanent Fixture by linksofmemories 

* Nowhere Man by 1lostone

* Important Things by suzvoy 

* We’ve Written Volumes (in Blood and Scars and Ink) by notthequiettype

* The Company I Keep by secondstar 

* Integral to Survival by asocialfauxpas

* Cupboard Love by mklutz

* The Dirtiest Thing You Know by Nanoochka 

* I Forgot All The Rules Today by entanglednow

* Gravity’s Got Nothing on You by zosofi 

* Prince Among Wolves by tylerfucklin 

* Shot Through The Heart by LunaCanisLupus_22

* Come Fly With Me (Or Don’t) by stilinskisparkles

* Cherrybomb by the_deep_magic

* There is a Brotherhood by minusoneday

* Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone

* No Homo by RemainNameless

* My Heart Comes Tumbling Down by DevilDoll 

To Have Outlived the Night by stillane 

Crash Landers by gyzym

* Triple Shot Pumpkin Spice Latte by coffeeinallcaps

* The Well of Living Waters by kalpurna

* Don’t Worry Baby by kalpurna

* Electricity in the Contact by ladyblahblah

* Fly a Little Faster by mirrorkill

* Cornerstone by Vendelin 

* Play Crack the Sky by WeAreTheCyclones

* Move A Mountain by Zainclaw

* A Desparate Arrangement by mikkimouse

* Kindred Spirits by Stoney

* Predator/Prey by someone_who_isn’t_me

* The Price by theroguesgambit 

Bound (Master List)

In a world where marriage isn’t by choice and love isn’t an option – will you ever find happiness? Or just continue to search? 

An arranged marriage world by @knockknocksoosthere, @kpopfanfictrash and @bread-jinie .


Kim Namjoon. Married by obligation, weighed down by circumstance. Except for those nights when you’re both drunk, falling into bed with one another and realizing you’re human. Occasionally this happens, occasionally you fuck. Until your life changes and you realize Namjoon, the very man you’re obligated to, might just be the very man that you crave.

A one shot by @knockknocksoosthere [ Obligated ]

Originally posted by kimdaily


Kim Taehyung. You hate him. He hates you. It’s a fine line though, isn’t it  – between love and hate?

A one shot by @kpopfanfictrash[ Dichotomy ]

Originally posted by king-beluga


Kim Seokjin. Jin thinks he’s loved you since the moment he saw you, back when you were teenagers; Jin knows he’s been in love with you, the soul burning kind of love, since he saw you on your wedding day. He doesn’t mind that you don’t reciprocate on his level, he’s just happy to show you he cares. Until one day, he simply can’t anymore. Until one day, you realize you need to show him you care, too. 

A one shot by @bread-jinie[ Currents ]

Originally posted by tanktoptiger


Jeon Jungkook. To be perfectly honest, you’ve never seen Jeon Jungkook as anything but that annoying brat who followed you around on the playground. Until the day he shows up, asking for your hand in marriage. Then you start seeing him differently. 

A one shot by @kpopfanfictrash[ Five Dates ]

Originally posted by charrytommoto


Min Yoongi. Your fates were sealed long before your paths crossed. Get your diploma and get married. You were similar in that way – both bound by outdated customs. Falling in love was never something either of you dared to dream about. Until it happened.

A one shot by @knockknocksoosthere [ TBD ]

Originally posted by je0n


Park Jimin. You’ve been engaged to Park Jimin since birth. The two of you destined for one another, meant to be married despite neither of you wanting to be. You needed travel, wanted to see the world. When that very same world comes crashing down around you, though – who is the one who saves you? Jimin.

A one shot by @kpopfanfictrash [ Everything ]

Originally posted by jiminrolls


Jung Hosek. A promise is a promise - meant to be kept by all means necessary. When it comes to the promise of your hand in marriage, Hoseok must step up to the plate to remedy his brother’s betrayal. 

A one shot by @knockknocksoosthere [ TBD ]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


I don’t think you can really forget someone. Sure, you move on. You meet different people and you carry on with your life but they will always remain there, buried in the deepest parts of your thoughts. They linger there waiting for the right moment to surface, waiting to remind you that at some point in your life, they mattered, they still matter, and they will always matter. You could be walking down the street 5 years later when you see a familiar face, and for a split second time stands still and you need to catch your breath. All the memories you shared with that person come crashing down like a waterfall and you cant help but wonder could it be them?..for the rest of the day you cannot help but wonder what became of their life, and if they are happy, if they still remember you, how your life would have been different if they had still remained in your life..and their memory remains with you for a few more days until once again they are buried deep within the crevices of your mind…waiting to resurface.

You wanna know why I think Padme is interpreted so differently by different people, or just completely ignored by most? I don’t think a lot of people want to reconcile with the fact that Padme is a smart, strong leader who can stay cool under pressure with the Padme that’s also so unapologetically romantic. They don’t want this to be the same person, because they just don’t think they go together. But Padme is. And a lot of women are. And you almost never see women be both in the media. They’re usually one or the other.

That’s why to some she’s the strong woman that George Lucas made completely out of character or she’s this weak, awful mother who didn’t stick around when her two children should have been able to rely on her, all because of a man. They don’t think that the 14-year-old girl who defeated the trade federation could also be the 27-year-old woman who had her heart completely and totally broken by her husband (though I don’t believe that was the only thing that broke her heart that day. The two things she had devoted her life to, The Republic and Anakin, had crashed and burned all in the same day, right in front of her eyes. That would take a toll on anybody.)

And, also, where did this concept of her making totally rational decisions all the time come about? She married a guy, like, 2 weeks after she saw him again for the first time in 10 years. Idk why people always take her actions in rots as out of character. She has a track record for not making totally smart decisions when it comes to Anakin.

The Cartel (Master List)

BOOGIE NIGHTS AND COLOMBIAN WHITE

It’s 1970′s Florida and the most wicked cartel on the eastern seaboard is at the peak of crime and thievery. Each member designed to execute exactly what they’re meant to - each a cog inside Byun Baekhyun’s well-oiled machine. Every king needs a court though; a worthy entourage to ensure his continued power. In order to deal the cleanest product, sometimes you have to get your hands dirty.


Byun Baekhyun, The Head. Smooth, meticulous, nary a word or hair out of place. Holds nothing dearer than the empire he built with his own two hands - except for the one woman who could bring it all crashing down. 

One Shot by @kpopfanfictrash - Fire ]

Originally posted by luedeer


Kim Minseok, The Pimp. Anything you need done - and done right - you go to Minseok. His hands are everywhere, he knows everything and he’s often the first face you see in the cartel. He also might be your last.

One Shot by @rudeboywonho - Danger Within ]

Originally posted by addtidathida


Kim Jongin, The Diversion. Charm, wit and the face of an angel. Jongin is a man eyes can’t help but be drawn towards. He’ll flirt, he’ll smile - all while quietly robbing you blind. Fond of racing, women and loose morals - you know where there’s Jongin, Yixing can’t be too far behind.

One Shot by @kimnamwho[ Momentum ]

Originally posted by kittihun


Zhang Yixing, The Eyes. When asked why he likes the dark so much, he just says that he does. Simple. Really, it’s because it’s easy to forget your rules when you think no one is watching, or remembering you in the morning but he’s seen you. He’s seen you and, oh - does he remember all your secrets. 

One Shot by @bread-jinie - [ Shortwave ]

Originally posted by 305heaux


Oh Sehun, The Greaser. Better at fixing cars than people, Sehun is the man to know when your vehicle needs to be at the top of its game. Full of sarcastic remarks, random car facts and long gazes - he’s usually found elbow-deep in a machine, a dirty rag tucked into his back pocket. You need a car that’s fast, sexy and damn-near impossible to catch? Oh Sehun’s got you covered. 

One Shot by @imdifferentshadesofpurple - [ Accélérer ]

Originally posted by lullabyun


Do Kyungsoo, The Fed. Because every respectable cartel needs an inside man. He can bust the operation in a matter of minutes, but when the price is right you’ll find a significant amount of evidence lost. The FBI agent with a promising future, only to be dragged down for the sake of his family. But let’s not judge him too hard - a man’s got to eat, after all. 

One Shot by @def-initely-soul - Artifex ]

Originally posted by dazzlingkai


Park Chanyeol, The Bruiser.  If his name doesn’t strike fear into your heart, you haven’t had the chance to meet him face to face. As the muscle of the operations, Chanyeol has one job and one job only: protect Byun Baekhyun. No one so much as looks at the Head without Chanyeol saying so. 

One Shot by @knockknocksoosthere - [ Illusions ]

Originally posted by grinding-on-baek


Kim Junmyeon, The Cleaner. In a group as hot-headed as this, it’s easy for members to forget themselves and leave a trail. Junmyeon is one who makes their problems disappear, who erases them to nothing more than lemon and bleach. When a member wakes up on a boat, stranded with only a snowshoe crab for company - who’s the man that they call? Junmyeon. 

One Shot by @igot7bangtanbaes - [ Erasure ]

Originally posted by veriloquentmind


Kim Jongdae, The Money. Years ago, Jongdae was just another analyst on Wall Street. These days, it’s rare to see him without his Bugatti or penthouse view. In charge of the numbers, analysis and all things paper - Jongdae is the one who protects their funds. Just in case this life of crime should ever come crashing down around them. 

One Shot by @kpopfanfictrash - [ The Money ]  

Originally posted by dragonkick

— ask and you shall receive | pt 2 (m)

pairing— jung hoseok x reader, sugar daddy! hoseok
genre/warnings— smut, oral, dirty talk, (cute) dom! hoseok
words— 15,413

summary— your sugar daddy says you don’t have to sleep with him if you don’t want to…trouble is, you do want to. You’re just nervous and a little inexperienced, but he catches on quick and begins to teach you the true pleasures of sex, and boy, are they good…

 » pt 1 :: pt 2 :: pt 3 :: pt 4  ✓

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eddie but with body dysmorphia

-so eddie has always been small

-compact, if you will

-and he secretly liked being small, being able to fit in people’s (richie’s) arms so well, finding the tiniest of spots to hide during hide and seek

-but one day while after he got to high school, sometime after he hit puberty, something changed in him

-he got taller and thicker and he wasn’t enjoying it

-he started to feel like he was taking up too much space

-he kept these thoughts to himself, as he does with most everything

-but they all notice eventually

-he won’t sit on bill’s shoulders to play chicken anymore

-won’t let stan give him piggyback rides

-before he started seeing himself this way he used to borrow bev’s sweaters all the time but now he refuses because he’s convinced he’ll stretch them out

-he won’t ride on the back of mike’s bike when they travel around town

-and richie especially notices when eddie won’t let him wrap his arms around his waist anymore

-at first richie thought eddie was slowly distancing himself

-trying to slip away

-he was so hurt when eddie refused to cuddle or change in front of him

-he goes to bev, who is obviously one of his best friends,

-“i just feel like he doesn’t love me anymore you know? he won’t let me touch him like ever”

-“richie, can’t you see it? it’s not you, it’s him. he feels bad about himself, he’s got body dysmorphia”

-and of course she then had to explain what that term actually means

-but then it all comes together in the old trashmouth’s head

-“you’re a godsend, marsh. what would i do without you?”

-“crash and burn”

-so he goes to eddie, not knowing if he should confront him straight up or wait til eddie says something himself

-but that’s obviously never gonna happen so plan b

-they’re chilling in richie’s room, doing homework

-richie puts his math book down and starts kissing eddie’s neck

-“rich, stop, i’ve got work to do”

-then he starts playing with eddie’s hair

-“richie you’re distracting me”

-“you’re so beautiful, eds. i love you so much”

-“shut up, trashmouth. don’t call me that”

-richie starts slowly moving his hands around eddie’s shoulders and then slipping them under his sweater

-“i mean it, babe. you’re just so beautiful, i can’t believe i wasted all that time being your friend when i could’ve been-“

-“beep fucking beep richie! i don’t want to play right now”

-“why won’t you let me touch you, eddie?”

-and eddie has to pinch the bridge of his nose

-“i have work to do”

-“i don’t mean just now. i mean ever. we don’t hug, or cuddle or make out, we haven’t been together in weeks”

-“that’s what you’re fucking worried about? that i’m not having sex with you?”

-“no you stupid idiot i’m worried that you’re gonna start hurting yourself because you think you’re fat”

-“what are you even talking about”

-“i’m not stupid, eddie. you’re wearing baggy clothes, you only eat green shit, you won’t let me see you without a shirt on….for some reason you hate yourself and that’s fucking ridiculous because you’re probably the most attractive person i’ve ever met in my life”

-eddie doesn’t know what to say because he never thought richie would figure it out

-“i love you, eddie. you. the way you are. i love your floppy hair and your sparkly eyes, i love how you can be kinda squishy in the middle, i love your arms and your legs….dear god eddie your ass is literally out of this world”

-and eddie laughs through his tears

-“i don’t want you to change, i don’t want you to start to disappear”

-eddie takes richie’s dorky face into his little hands and kisses the tip of his nose

-“i’m not gonna go anywhere. i love you, trashmouth”

-“i love you too eddie spaghetti”

cool i’m in pain

8

Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand! Men of the West!

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)

Mirror, Mirror (Tom Holland Smut)

request: nah i woke up and this concept popped into my head bc i’m 4ever alone + occasionally sexually frustrated bc of thomas stanley holland

short summary: tom makes sure u know how to take care of yourself while he’s away if u get my drift ;)

length: 1.8k words

warnings: this is smut. lol. slight daddy kink. a bit of choking.

A/N: this is my first time writing smut let’s hope all the times i’ve read smut have prepared me for this moment. amen. lol i half proof read this don’t come at me (also just got a new macbook yesterday so i’m christening it by writing smut LOL)


“I don’t want you to leave Tom,” you pouted. He would be leaving for Montreal in the morning to start shooting for Chaos Walking. Even though you were a major fan of the books and their author, Patrick Ness, you weren’t ecstatic at the prospect of your boyfriend leaving you for such a long period of time. 

“You know I have to,” he replied with a sigh as he cuddled you tighter. The two of you had opted to spend the night in watching movies and soaking up each other’s presence for one more night. “But we don’t have to worry about that until the morning.” You simply hummed against his chest in response. 

“But what am I going to do without you? Who will take care of me?” you mumbled with a frown. You knew you sounded clingy, but at the same time you didn’t really care. You wanted him to stay. Tom pulled away from you slightly so he could look you straight in the eye.

“I’ll always take care of you, darling. You know that,” he said with a serious expression. Of course you knew that mentally, but physically he couldn’t if he was all the way in Canada. He didn’t seem to understand, so you decided to show him.

Getting up and straddling Tom’s sitting form, it was your turn to look him straight in the eye. His hands instinctively went to hold your hips. Slowly grinding yourself down on him, your boyfriend’s eyes began to darken slightly with lust.

“You can’t take care of me like this, though, babe,” you whispered next to his ear as you dragged your hips excruciatingly slowly over his growing erection. Starting to leave a line of light kisses down his jawline, he stops you.

“Then why don’t I show you what to do while I’m gone, then?” he challenged, lightly stroking your slightly arched back.

“Alright then Holland, show me how it’s done,” you replied with a smirk. The second the word “done” left you lips, he threw you over his shoulder, taking you from the living room into the bedroom. Instead of dropping your body on the bed like you expected, he set you down in front of the full length mirror next to your closet. Oh.

Sitting behind you, Tom situated you so you were sat in between his legs. Taking a look into the mirror, you almost laughed at your appearance. You were clad in one of his t-shirts, a random pair of blue panties, and your favorite green fuzzy socks. Tom was sporting a pair of gray sweats and nothing else. Wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer, he rested his chin on your head.

“Don’t worry princess, daddy will make sure you’re all taken care of,” he purred softly. You shivered in anticipation as he moved his chin from your head to your shoulder, looking at each of your reflections in the mirror. “Does that sound good?” you merely nodded your head, but he gave you a brief slap on the thigh.

“Use your words, darling,” Tom reprimanded with a shake of his head. 

“Yes, daddy,” you whimpered. He smiled and softly stroked the area of your thigh he’d smacked.

“Why don’t we get this off then, hm? Don’t take your eyes off of the mirror,” he requested, tugging on the shirt adorning your body. You slowly lifted your arms, and Tom tugged it off of you, both of you watching his actions in the mirror with eager, lustful expressions. 

“My beautiful girl,” Tom said breathlessly as he drank in your appearance. You’d forgotten that you ditched your bra earlier in the day and instinctively raised your arms to cover your breasts.

Tom frowned and halted your actions. “You truly are the most beautiful angel, you know?” he then gave u a brief kiss on the cheek as you blushed.

His hands started to travel south at an agonizingly slow pace starting at your chest as every sense in your body seemed to sharpen and electrify. The fact that he was making you watch seemed to awaken something inside of you. You could feel your panties dampening and he hadn’t even reached down there yet. A small whimper made its way out of your throat.

“Please, baby,” you whispered. Tom merely shushed you.

“All in due time, princess, all in due time.” Moments later, he had one hand between your legs, with his opposite arm wrapped around your waist protectively. 

“Do you ever touch yourself, thinking of me, while I’m gone?” he questioned, the hand in between your legs stroking you inches away from where you needed him most.

“No, daddy,” you replied honestly. You always thought about trying it, but never felt it would be as satisfactory as when your boyfriend was there to do it for you. 

“Hmm, while that’s the answer I love to hear, we’re going to have to change that aren’t we? I don’t want you to suffer too much while I’m away.” He started to leave a trail of kisses from your shoulder to your throat while still avoiding plunging his glorious fingers into your pussy.

Just as you were about to beg, his pushed aside your panties, too impatient to take them off, and began to viciously pump a finger, in and out. You couldn’t help the moan that pierced the air from your throat.

“More, Tom, I need more,” you moaned as your hips kept squirming and bucking up. His arm kept you from moving too far.

“I can’t give you more unless you keep still, darling,” he said with a slight laugh. It took everything in you to keep yourself from thrashing wildly to do as he said. You could feel his thumb resting on your clit and you desperately wanted him to do something, anything, to add to the pleasure you were feeling.

“Wrap your hand around my throat,” you said suddenly, surprising both him and yourself. Unsure of where that idea had come from, you strangely didn’t regret it. The more and more you thought about it, the more and more you wanted Tom do it. He, on the other hand, seemed unsure.

“Are you sure?” he said hesitantly, seeming to break out of the trance he was in. He stopped all movements to look at you directly through the mirror. But you nodded.

“Like…nothing crazy, but yeah. I really want you to.” you replied confidently. “I’ll just scratch your arm or something if it’s too much.”

After a few more seconds of deliberation, he removed the arm he had wrapped around your waist, raised it, and carefully wrapped his hand around your throat. 

“Like this?” he asked, slightly weary. But you were just fine.

“Actually…just a little tighter,” you said quietly. He did as you asked, taking care not to completely block your airways. And you loved it.

“Perfect,” you sighed in content. He plunged back into your pussy, this time adding a second finger. With the added pleasure of him slightly choking you mixed with the delicious sounds of his fingers entering your pussy at a rapid pace, you felt yourself clenching.

After a few short minutes of bliss, Tom promptly removed his fingers, sneaking them to his mouth for a quick taste. You whined in protest, but he grabbed one of your hands, taking a two fingers and sliding them where his hands used to occupy. Guiding your movements, he began to help you get yourself off.

“Just like this,” he rasped as he guided your two fingers in and out. As soon as he helped you set a rhythm, he guided your thumb to rest on your clit, rubbing gentle circles. He then removed his own hand from the equation, instead fondling your breasts as you fingered yourself.

You spared a moment to glance in the mirror. Your cheeks were red and your eyes looked to be glazed over in pleasure. You watched as Tom squeezed and pinched at your nipples, his other hand still wrapped securely around your throat, letting out a borderline pornographic moan at the multitude of events occurring.

“See, darling, it’s not so hard. You know you love it,” he said with a smirk, trailing a line of kisses from the back of your neck to your shoulder blades. It was all too much, you felt like everything was too much. But you didn’t want any of it to stop, quite the contrary you wished it would never end.

“T-Tom, I-I’m really close,” you barely got out. “Can I cum? Please?” you always had to ask him before you came, one of his rules.

“I don’t know darling,” he said as he gave you a once over. He could see you were on the verge of truly being wrecked. He smiled, loving the fact that you could bring yourself to unravel like this. 

Not being able to deny you for much longer, he finally gave the permission you craved. “Go ahead princess, cum all over your pretty fingers for me. Watch yourself come undone by your own fingers,” he commanded as he forced your head upwards to look in the mirror.

The sight of yourself and your boyfriend behind you brought you to your orgasm, one of the deepest and most intense ones you’ve felt in a while. You couldn’t manage to keep your eyes open the whole time, but you kept working your fingers and rubbing furiously at your clit as Tom nipped at your skin.

The world seemed to come crashing down as your legs shook almost violently. Moans of Tom’s name and a colorful variety of curse words fell from your lips until your throat ached for air and a deep rest.

Tom replaced your fingers with his own as you came down from your high. Finally taking a moment to close your eyes and lean your head back into his shoulder to rest, you almost felt a bit embarrassed. You had like that a lot, and hadn’t known that you could make yourself feel that good. But you didn’t know if Tom was into choking like that.

When your breathing returned to normal and your orgasm was spent, he slowly removed his fingers from your pussy. Bringing them up to your mouth, he tapped your lips.

“Want a taste, princess?” he asked innocently. You nodded, opening your mouth, sucking his fingers dry while looking him dead in the eye. You could feel his throbbing erection against your back and smirked, releasing his fingers from your mouth with an audible pop. He groaned loudly.

Picking yourself up from the carpet and readjusting your panties, you bent over in front of his face to pick up your previously discarded shirt. Through the mirror you could see him ogling your ass, just as you anticipated. He was putty in your hands.

“Well I think I need a shower,” you said with a mischievous smile. “Would you care to join me?” Tom stumbled to his feet, his erection clearly showing in his sweats.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he said quickly as he practically dragged to the shower and fucked you senseless.


please give me feedback was this good was this shitty how can i improve i would love to know! my first smut attempt so…sorry LOL. but hopefully will improve as i write more. also if y’all have any requests lmk :)

By popular demand, my Junkrat fansong! recorded just as I was loosing my voice, so it’s pretty unpolished but then again, so is Junkrat. Just a cutesy little song on ukulele about mass destruction, like you do. Download at soundcloud source. <3

~

5…
Strap live grenades to your arms and legs
or what of ‘em is left!
4…
make sure you aim for whatever you came for
and bury the rest!
3…
find a friend, or pay someone to pretend
who is worse than all your enemies combined!
2…
play nice, take my advice
and you’re gonna have a real good time!

1…

BOOM! kapow! Bam! Wham! Blazzow!
Slam, crash, smash, bash, sizzle and pop!
Crack and hiss! Zap, smack and Twist!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise
Give 'em the BOOM! (x2)

5…
Light the wick of the dynamite stick
at both ends, friend, and take aim!
4…
break open the door, tear apart the floorboards
and set 'em aflame!
3…
Take everything that you see, it’s all free
whether or not it’s nailed down!
2…
its true, kid it’s all you,
hit the road and blow this town!

1…

BOOM! kapow! Bam! Wham! Blazzow!
Slam, crash, smash, bash, sizzle and pop!
Crack and hiss! Zap, smack and Twist!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise
Give 'em the BOOM! (x2)

Give 'em the BOOM! (x2)
Ahhhh!!!

We come from the scorched and dying earth
dig through trash and fight off rats to find our fortune
it’s a shame that life is pain and living hurts
but if you set yourself on fire, then you can do the scorching!

BOOM! kapow! Bam! Wham! Blazzow!
Slam, crash, smash, bash, sizzle and pop!
Crack and hiss! Zap, smack and Twist!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise

(54321)
Give 'em the-

BOOM! kapow! Bam! Wham! Blazzow!
Slam, crash, smash, bash, sizzle and pop!
Crack and hiss! Zap, smack and Twist!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise!
Who cares if you miss? Make a big noise!

Give 'em the BOOM!

~

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The King of Hawkins Goes Soft

Summary: The reader helps chaperone the winter formal, which leads to a very eventful night involving the King of Hawkins. 

Word Count: 2648

Song Pairing: Talking in your Sleep- the romantics https://youtu.be/PtxiZItyYh8

authors note: kinda spoilers for season two? This also doesn’t 100% follow the plot! I had SO much fun writing this!! Let me know what you think!! (single mom Steve is the best Steve)


You smiled to yourself watching the event unfold. Steve was giving some version of a pep talk to Dustin before the winter formal, and you laughed as you saw the deal sealed with a handshake.

Dustin walked by you with a huge grin, “Hey (y/n)!”. He saluted you, and you saluted back matching his grin. You winked, “Good luck tonight soldier”.

By now Steve had parked his car, and was resting against the hood. You walked over to him, “What are you doing here? Hate to break it to ya but you’re a little too old-”.

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, laughing while shaking his head. He smiled, “I gotta keep an eye on the little shits”.

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endless list of favorite movieslord of the rings: return of the king 

Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand! Men of the West!

And thus it was a Fourth Age of Middle-earth began. And the Fellowship of the Ring, though eternally bound by friendship and love, was ended.

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gif battle w/@ungoliamt ~ #3 “But it is not this day! This day we fight!

“…A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!” 

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middle-earth meme: three heroes (1/3) ➝ aragorn

“I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight!”

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Originally posted by bangtan7beyondthescene

➾10.8k 

➾ smut, angst, fluff

➾the final part of this series, please read the first three parts if you haven’t!

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It’s like time has slowed to an ambling crawl, and all that ever exists has ceased to matter; except in this room with the three of you standing, facing each other like fighters in a ring. All you’re aware of is the way your breath has frozen over in your chest, and the way Jeongguk is clutching something so tightly in his hand, mirroring your own fisted palm.

“Jeongguk, no,” the sound of your voice pierces through the tense atmosphere, and is that really your voice? Why does it sound so unconvincing, so lacking in resolve, so broken? You clear your throat and attempt to try again, because your eyes are locked on Jeongguk’s own milky caramel ones, filled with a murky rage that threatens to break past the surface. “Jeongguk, this is not what it looks like, I swear-“

He only responds with an acerbic laugh that’s short and cutting, and it makes every breath you take feel razor sharp.

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Hello hello, Jess here! I thought I’d try this “advice post” thing out and see if it’s something I could do again in the future. Because honestly, the more advice we can give each other the better, am I right?

So buckle up kiddos, I’m gonna give you some advice for straight A’s that took me far too long to figure out.

1. Pay attention in class

Not just for the curriculum either, sometimes your teacher will give you handy tips for your assessment. Like, last semester, my English teacher mentioned that looking up from your palm cards for majority of your speech would almost guarantee you an A. It was so simple, and I reckon not even half the class heard her.

Also pay attention when your teacher is actually teaching you things. That way you won’t end up having to teach yourself the classwork at home because you weren’t paying attention. There’s a reason it’s taught in class you dummy, so use that time wisely and save your own studying session for something worth your while.

2. Use a planner

And don’t just use it every week or so, use it every day, even if it’s to briefly check what’s due soon. Find a planning system that works for you and use it. Actually write down when your tests are and you assignments are due the day you find out.

But don’t forget to use it to plan as well! I use a bullet journal weekly spread to set plans for things like when I have to finish this chapter by and when to start studying for a test, etc. Give yourself dates to finish certain chunks of work by, it will save your life I promise.

3. Be organised

This is tied in with no. 2 but be organised. Know when that essay is due, know your schedule, know where your books and equipment are. It doesn’t matter if you have a clean and tidy room or your bedroom looks like a bomb hit it, as long as you know where everything is and you feel organised as a whole, it will work.

4. Do not ignore your assessments

This is the thing that took me the longest to learn. Even if you’re not going to actually work on your assignment, allow yourself to think about it, don’t push it to the side for “later”. Bring it to the forefront of your mind as often as you can.

It’s much more productive to grit your teeth and face it early, than build up a wall against it and freak out a day before it’s due I’ve had far too much experience trust me.

5. Make sure you understand everything

At the end of every lesson, ask yourself if you understood everything. If not, either ask your classmates or a teacher to explain, or go home and study that area until you do understand. And make sure you catch yourself early! Make sure to check with yourself at the end of each and every lesson so it doesn’t build up and you fall behind.

6. Always hand in drafts

Idk why it took me so long to start doing this. Seriously, you’re able to get feedback and pointers towards an A before you get given a grade and it goes in the system. It’s practically cheating! So. Do. It.

7. Dedicate time to your studies

I’m blessed enough not to have any extra curricular activities outside of school, so I’m aware that this can be a little harder for others. But if you can, try to do something each day, even if you have no assessments. Go over your class notes, watch a crash course video, read the set novel ahead of time. It sets a routine.

And if you come home absolutely exhausted and it’s impossible for you to do something, make sure to write down all of the things you need to remember to do for the next day. Then, get some sleep and go over the list in the morning when you wake up to remind you.

8. Balance

This is possibly the most important one. Make sure you have a balance in your lifestyle. Don’t overwork yourself, but don’t slack off. Get enough sleep each night, drink enough water, listen to your favourite bands while you write your essay. Balance work and play, health and treats.

Because balance creates a good mood, and your attitude towards your work changes so much of your outcome. I know it sounds so cliche and unrealistic, but it genuinely does. With negative emotions comes negative grades (yeah idk what that meant either haha).

So those were my little tips towards straight A’s. A lot of them are things you’ve probably already heard before, but it’s for a good reason. They’ve worked for me so far, and I hope that they will for you too.

Good luck!