i just really like strong hands

anonymous asked:

Ok for the ship thing can you do Penny x Kady? :)

who is more likely to hurt the other?

Kady. Kady, Kady, Kady. Penny just lays himself bare for Kady and she is not gentle with his feelings.

who is emotionally stronger?

Penny. He’s so real about his feelings for Kady and he just manages so well even when she totally bails. Kady is really great at being strong for other people, but she doesn’t manage so well when she’s alone.

who is physically stronger?

Maybe Penny? He’s got a bit of size on Kady, but we have seen that girl fight so it’s hard to say? Penny did turn that giant table into sawdust without breaking a sweat though? But Kady’s battle magic is way stronger. I DONT KNOW.

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You’re going to need a person in your life who makes you smile even when you’re mad. Who knows your heart like the back of her hand and calls you out on your bullshit. Who says, “screw him,” and “I love you,” and, “you got this,” and really means it. Late nights of long phone calls and laughing until your ribs hurt. You need a person who sees you for what you can be, what you will be, and never lets you be any less. A weirdo, preferably. Who yells your name across street just to embarrass you. Who holds you when he breaks your heart and keeps you strong when he comes crawling back. Who tells the truth when she talks about life and makes you feel a little less alone. A person who is beyond words, beyond thanks, beyond what you could have asked for. Find this person. Trust me. You’re going to need her.
—  a thank you to my best friend, who is all of this and more

anonymous asked:

I know Steve gets in a lot of dumb fights now, but what was the stupidest fight he got into pre-serum?

we grew up mostly during the prohibition, when alcohol was illegal. i mean, it was still pretty easy to get your hands on some, because people like alcohol, but most of it tasted awful, because it was home-brewed to be as strong as possible.
anyway, stevie and i got a bit of some really terrible hooch and squirreled ourselves away to get drunk. it took steve about four drinks to be totally wasted, and it turns out steve is a pretty entertaining drunk, with crazy fast mood swings and a tendency to want to touch things, just to see how they felt. he was wandering around the apartment trying to figure out if dark colors or light colors felt better, and he wanted to see if my hair–a nice dark color, versus his light blonde–felt nice. so i let him run his hand over the top of my head, and i was teasing him because he had all the fine motor control of a baby, so he’d made a mess of my hair. i think i said something like ‘my hair’s terrible now, stevie, and now nobodys gonna respect me’ and steve went ‘NO!! you have nice hair bucky your hair is GREAT it is SO GREAT.’ which was nice of him, because my hair really was a mess.

 and then he punched me.

he punched me several times. 

drunk steve is not much of a brawler so he didnt do much damage before i tipped him over and sat on him. it wasnt much of a fight. but if youre looking for stupid, attacking me to defend my own hair is probably one for the history books.

sometimes i miss wee steve, because big steve thinks my hair is ridiculous. i bet if tiny drunk steve were around, hed try and fight captain america to defend my hair’s honor. now that’d be a fight worth watching

  • Keith: One day I will be strong and punch the sun.
  • Shiro: Uhh yeah... pretty sure that's not possible, so uhh..
  • Keith: I will punch it.
  • Shiro: Look buddy, if you try to punch the sun your hand is just gonna get burned up. Not really sure what you're expecting here...
  • Keith: I'm gonna punch it real hard.
Hamilton Performance

I feel like people are missing something really key that happened in the 2016 Tonys performance.

Lin changed one word. But that’s all it took to change the meaning of the performance and the Tonys.

“Weapon with my hands.”

They didn’t just take out the muskets to show solidarity, Lin is trying to teach us that what we do, say and write will change perspective for generations to come. He’s showing us how we don’t need a gun or violence to fight for what we believe in. Like Alexander, we have our hands. Our writing. Our words are immortalised when we write, no matter who takes us away. The massacre in Orlando has devastated our country, but why stay silent? Why give them what they want and silence ourselves? We need to make something that is immortalised. Teach generations that come that you can take away our loved ones, but you can NEVER take our words.

His hands

I just remembered that I really started looking at his hands the other day and they’re amazing. How do you even describe why hands are amazing? They’re like big, strong looking hands. But not too big.

They look strong, but also with a softness to them. A gentleness.

It kills me, but I can’t stop imagining them on me. Not even really sexually.

His hands on my waist, caressing my face, mindlessly grazing my arm or playing with my hair.

Ah. Yup ok that killed me. Good going me

okay but imagine magnus bane in a hand to hand combat session and everybody thinks he’s so dependent on magic but when they train, magnus just pins everyone down so fast nobody even knew what the fuck happened and everyone just stands there with their mouth open like ‘wtf just happened, did he really just ??? tf is this??’ and i justdshh i have alot of feelings for magnus being strong and powerful with or without his powers okay fdhjj my strong son

On All Fours - Zico/P.O./U-kwon

Group: BLOCK B
Members: Zico (Jiho) , P.O. (Jihoon), U-kwon (Yukwon)
Genre: SMUT SMUT JUST PLAIN SMUT, foursome
Warnings: SEXUAL CONTENT, foursome

A/N: wow okay this took me foreverrr and i pushed some of my own boundaries on this one as well. Also it’s long af. Hope you’ll like it!


‘should we really be doing this here?’, you breathed as strong hands moved your top up your chest and hot lips were brushing over the skin of your neck. You held on to broad shoulders as a second pair of lips started to adorn your throat with red marks. You let your head fall back with a sigh, all doubt and cautiousness thrown away when his tongue glided over your jaw.

Another pair of hands gripped your hips tightly and pulled them back into his. You felt his prominent, clothed erection grind against your behind, making you gasp loudly, the tongue on your jaw taking the opportunity to suddenly, forcefully entwine itself with yours.  

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Reclaim

pairing: Seth Rollins x Reader

request:  Would you be able to do a Seth imagine? Where he saves you from being beaten up by the authority and gets really angry at them? And this carries on where you help each other out and yeah I don’t mind how you end it xx

warnings: strong language

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HOLY SHIT

Y’all……we are getting a Day Trip 2.0. I know I’m not the first person to say this, but I just fucking realized we really are, lmao. 

Like, in the trailer we see the chip in it’s Altoids container, and it’s in the same lighting as the scene with Bell/Clarke and Jaha, which leads me to believe this is a shot of Clarke with the Flame.

The clip we saw of Bellamy screaming is also shot with this same type of reddish lighting. 

We know Clarke doesn’t have the Flame anymore, she handed it over in 4x01. 

But…do you guys remember what happened in Day Trip? Both Bellamy and Clarke had some very strong hallucinations. 

I’m thinking it’s highly possible that the Bellamy screaming scene and the possible Clarke/Flame scene are hallucinations. 

Now…keep following me…in Day Trip, Clarke had a hallucination about Jake, (do we think it’s a coincidence that he was brought up so much this episode?) wherein he basically emphasized the importance of forgiveness as it allows you to move on and heal (a  lesson Clarke later applies to her relationship with L.xa). If Clarke is having another hallucination (featuring someone she loved who has passed-this time L/xa, although not in her physical form, in Flame form) what’s the likelihood the message about moving on and healing will be similar?

Similarly, when Bellamy hallucinated in Day Trip, his message was about continuing to fight even when you have unwittingly caused the deaths of hundreds of people. The confrontation between Bellamy and Raven was very similar to the one they had when Raven realized Bellamy had tossed her radio. As we know Bellamy is the King of Guilt, how likely do you think it is that he’s already carrying around (and internalized) the grief that his saving 25 people (parallel this to him tossing the radio to save himself) might have caused 500 people their lives (parallel this to the Culling). 

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anonymous asked:

So about the finale, who do you think will have the honour in catching Michonne's hands? I feel like it has to be someone we really hate and someone strong because Michonne can take down any basic bitch tbh, it needs to be a challenge. Its not that I'm looking forward to her getting beaten up😔 I just want to see more action from her, she's still badass Michonne only difference is she's in love🌹

Ooh. 🤔I’m wondering if it’ll be Arat. She fits right into that box of someone we immediately recognize and hate, who also seems formidable, and I’d be so satisfied to see Michonne whoop that trick. 😄But it could also be one of those annoying ass guys who beat up Aaron. Michonne took on the Governor and didn’t walk away with too many scratches, so if she gets fucked up, I agree it better be by a “worthy” opponent. 

Stop fighting me!“ he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.

He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.

“Let go of me!” I yelled back.

But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.

See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.

I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you.”

Then I plunged the stake into his chest.

It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one.

“That’s what I was supposed to say…” he gasped out.

Those were his last words.” 
― Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

This is my favorite mceichel pic of all time because you can really see how strong and broad eichel is. like yeah he’s a few inches taller than connor but you can really see that he is just plain bigger  than connor in this picture.

and look at connor’s hand. he wants to reach out and grope those biceps.

just, connor with a size kink and jack like “i’m not that much bigger than you wtf”

distraction || theo raeken

description: in which a certain boy sitting at a bar catches your eye

requested by: anonymous

warnings: smut, oral, swearing, biting, i think that’s all

notes: i tweaked this request quite a bit. the ending is lowkey cheesy but i still really like this, which is a surprise bc i hate everything i write

You’d been watching him for what seemed like hours now.

He was seated at the bar, shoulders drawn forward, strong hands idly fiddling with the empty glass before him. He’d just downed more alcohol than a normal human being could even tolerate. But that came as no surprise to you, for the moment he’d stepped through the doors of the bar, you’d known that he wasn’t human.

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“Strawberry Bubblegums, Strawberry Kisses”

I finished it, finally! :D That’s an old request from @the-forgotten-glow, sorry for the long wait! But I hope that’s good enough, and since in Italy it’s almost Christmas… that’s a very little “Christmas gift” for all of you!

I also wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas and thank you for the 259 followers! ;D 

( Oh, and the fourth chapter of my Broppy fic (Light Blue Sky, Pink Bright Flower) is almost ready, just a few days and it’ll come out.:) )

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anonymous asked:

Um how would Ruki, Shu, Laito and Reiji react to their s/o having a daddy kink. (I'm sorry the sexting ask made me hella thirsty)

[Mun] マリ: (Click here for the sexting scenario ft. Ruki, Laito, Carla and Shin) Heheh, I’m glad it did! Hope you like it.


Ruki 
“Hm. Really, now?” The vampire paused his movements and chuckled in your ear, pleasantly surprised at your ability to blurt out something that confirmed the influence he exerted on you, even while his strong, calloused hands cut off your breath, and your bodies conjoined. “I do not remember telling you to address me as otherwise than your master, but I’ll condone it just for this once. It’s oddly enjoyable.” As he bowed his head to tenderly touch his lips to yours, your mouth agape, he, before forcefully and roughly thrusting into you, sternly, ordered, “You are indeed mine in every which way. Say it again.”

Shu
“Heh, a curious little girl, aren’t you? What was that just now?” The blonde underneath you eyed you with an amused expression on his face, and playfully squeezed your hips when your movements started slowing down as a rush of blood to your head stained your cheeks with a rosy pink colour. “Such a hypocrite. You’re coming undone in front of me, selfishly pleasuring yourself with the aid of my body, and you’re embarrassed by one small utterance?” To your surprise, he roughly bucked his hips upward, thrusting into you as deep as he could and eliciting a loud gasp from you in the shape of his name, almost as if in protest. “Come on then, babygirl, show me what you’re made of…”

Laito
“Ah-hah, aren’t you naughty today, Bitch-chan! Go on, call me names… call whatever you want…” The pureblood rolled his hips against yours and gasped obscenely as he kept you pinned to the wall; your legs were locked around his waist, your skirt was hiked up and your panties pushed aside, and blood was streaming from several open wounds on your neck. Judging from his erratic breathing and equally messy, fast and deep thrusts, the redhead thoroughly enjoyed the way the pleasure had you helpless and mewling for him. “You’ve… a-ah… been a good… little girl today, haven’t you? Mm… I think you deserve… a reward… I’ll fuck you… all night, in every which way… Ah, however you like it, babygirl…”

Reiji
“E-excuse me? What in Heaven’s name did you just call me?” The dark-haired male stopped moving immediately, and frowned as he met your desperate gaze. Confused, you lay panting underneath him, instantly regretting having said it as he pulled away and reached behind him. Before you could even do as much as wonder what he was doing, a familiar, sharp stinging spread across the skin of your upper body and made you scream in agony; the vampire had blatantly struck you across the chest with a black, leather whip. “Do not dare to mock me, discourteous woman. You are my subordinate. Remember your place.”

Loki: Good game Khepri. That Resurrection is pretty handy. Thanks for having my back there.

Khepri: Oh it’s nothing, friend. Just want to make sure everyone makes it out safe.

Loki: Well for my gratitude, I would like to teach you a secret, very sacred Jötunn handshake.

Khepri: Really?? What an honor!

Loki: Indeed. Now hold out your hand…Be sure to give a nice, firm and strong grip or else it won’t work. Ready?

Khepri: *nods eagerly*

Loki: Now.

Khepri: *bug pincher handshake*

There is a sickening “crack”.

Loki: OW!! AAUGH!! I THINK YOU BROKE MY HAND!!!! YOU. SHATTERED. MY. HAND. OH GODS THE PAIN!!! THIS WAS MY FAVORITE HAND!!! AAAAAAAGGGHHHH-hehehehehahaha! It’s okay. I’m kidding. I had some peanut shells in my glove, see? You…. Khepri? Hey… Khepri it was a joke. Relax….. Khep- ….I was joking, please stop crying…

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BTS GANG!AU : Kim Taehyung aka The Slayer

Kim Taehyung, called V, was a fucking psycho to say the least. He never touched a gun or a knife, no, he preferred doing the job with bare hands, sometimes with a knuckle duster, and when he was in the mood, he’ll use his favorite aluminium bat out of the dresser. He is really strong and likes to show off a lot. He also finds himself asking for a dose to Suga, because it made his mind go crazy, even more than when he’s in his “normal” state, which increase his strength. He is known for his psycho laugh whenever he’s about to make a massacre, and his famous quote before interrogating people “I’m not gonna kill you.. I’m just gonna hurt you really really bad”

V always had troubles trusting people, except for one, Park Jimin. Since these two met, they automatically had a strong connection between them, which caused their strong friendship. They are like the sub unit of the gang called the “95z” they have matching leather jacket, and complete each other jobs, one kidnaps, the other questions/tortures, and they always both come back with answers. Individually, V is a really strong person, but with Jimin, he is even stronger

Anything For You Hyung

Originally posted by hopejungs

Well well well, this is not only my FIRST story I’ll share with you guys on here, but this is also the first smut in this blog! I’m still kind of inexperienced in member x reader scenarios so this scenario is gay af with Namjoon and Jin. I hope you like it xxx

-Admin Boo

Warning: Some hot sexy (I guess) smut with the sunshine Jin and awkward Namjoon

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“I’m glad you’re staying the night actually. I don’t like sleeping alone.” Jin murmurs against Namjoon’s collarbone and kisses him on the spot where he left a hickey a few minutes after he entered the house.

Namjoon just gives himself a smirk and takes a look at Jin’s black hair falling to his face. How could someone look so pure but also really manly and strong?

Suddenly Namjoon grabs Jin’s chubby cheeks with his hand and kisses him heavily on the lips.

Jin is surprisingly ready for this kiss and he just presses Namjoon’s face to his closer and Namjoon can swear that Jin’s fingerprints will definitely leave marks on his face.

Before both of them know it Jin pushes Namjoon so he falls to the sofa, and he lays on top of him. Namjoon chuckles at his movements, stopping the kiss.

“You’re always so eager whenever I’m here.”

Jin just smiles and presses his body closer to Namjoon.

“Well, you know I miss you a lot.” And he starts kissing him again.

Namjoon groans as Jin grinds on Namjoon one more time, and he starts tugging at Jin’s sweatshirt’s hem.

“I want it off.”

Jin obeys him and breaks the kiss to get rid of the sweatshirt. He takes his pants off while he was there too, which makes Namjoon moan again just by how hot Jin looks like this.

“You are so sexy when you’re moaning.” Jin says and starts grinding on Namjoon again while kissing his neck.

Namjoon grabs Jin’s ass when Jin starts to unzip his zipper and pushes Namjoon’s pants out of their way. He grabs Namjoon’s already hard member in his hand through his boxers and whispers to Namjoon’s collarbone.

“I want your t-shirt off too.”

This time Namjoon is the one to obey rules, he takes of his t-shirt slowly; much to Jin’s dislike. Jin just palms his member harder to show that he takes way too long time.

Namjoon stutters after another groan, “W-Where’s the lube?”

Jin just gives a low “ugh” sound, and he reaches for the drawer of the coffee table, finding the lube easily and tossing it to Namjoon’s chest. Before Namjoon can even open the cap, Jin gets rid of both their boxers in no time, which Namjoon also finds very hot.

Does he even have to say it anymore? He finds everything Jin does hot. From drinking coffee to sucking his dick.

Namjoon squeezes some lube to his hand and spreads it on his fingers while Jin is whining like a little child, bouncing up and down on his lap which is so not good for Namjoon’s sake.

Namjoon gives a kiss to Jin’s shoulder and nibbles at that spot.

“Calm down hyung, I’m here.”

And he suddenly pushes one of his fingers into Jin’s entrance, pushing it all the way in and Jin sinks back to his finger while releasing his breath that he has been holding for so long.  

Namjoon catches his breath with his kiss on Jin’s lips, never breaking the kiss until Jin starts to swing his hips back and forth to show that he can get another finger. Namjoon pushes the second finger slower than the other one, which makes Jin give out a loud and embarrassing moan. Namjoon hisses at him, “Do you like that hyung?”

Instead of giving an answer, Jin just clutches his hands at Namjoon’s hair and speaks with his voice shaking a little.

“Will.you.please.move?”

Namjoon kisses and rolls his tongue on one of Jin’s nipples while his fingers starts moving in a slow pace. Jin holds Namjoon’s hair tighter second by second, and Namjoon’s pace goes faster according to Jin’s strength.

When Namjoon’s fingers keep barely brushing against Jin’s prostate for more than a few thrusts, Jin gives out another moan and jumps hardly on Namjoon’s lap; which makes him give out a little groan and a curse following it.

“More, Joonie, I need more.”

Namjoon knows exactly what Jin needs, but he just likes keeping Jin on the edge and having fun with how frustrated and cute he looks when he whines.

“You need more of what hyung?” Namjoon whispers as his fingers curl inside Jin, making his back arch.

“P-Please Joonie, I need you inside me.”  Jin puts his head on the crook of Namjoon’s neck, breathing heavily. Namjoon curls his fingers inside him one more time, brushing his prostate, and he just kisses Jin’s lips which are all big and red from biting.

“Anything for you hyung.”

Jin suddenly grips Namjoon’s cock, earning a yelp from him. He strokes it a few times as Namjoon throws his head back due to the pleasure. Namjoon gasps, trying to stop Jin.

“H-Hyung”

But Jin just shuts him with his mouth, his hands moving away from Namjoon’s cock and moving towards his chest. It’s so smooth and so beautiful that Jin just wants to lay there forever.

Namjoon really shouldn’t be surprised at this stage, but he still gives out a really loud and surprised moan when Jin aims Namjoon’s cock at his entrance and sinks in a faster speed than both of them intended.

Jin puts his hands on both sides of Namjoon’s torso and he starts slowly rising up and down, making occasional growling noises.

Namjoon is literally looking at a masterpiece with Jin’s amazing thighs, soft voice that mumbles his name and some swears, fingers scratching his chest, and Jin feels so wet, hot and so tight after all these times.

Namjoon’s breaths becomes shorter as Jin’s bounces become sharper. Namjoon puts his hands on Jin’s hips, harsher than he wants, those fingerprints will definitely leave a mark later.

“N-Namjoon.” Jin whispers to his lips, not looking directly at Namjoon’s eyes and hands grabbing his shoulders aggressively.

Namjoon knows that this means Jin is just so desperate that even he can’t go as fast as he wants. Only one person can go as fast, hard and good as he wants. Namjoon.

“I got you hyung, I’m here hyung.” Namjoon whispers back and he kisses Jin to keep out the moans. He holds Jin’s hips tighter –like it was possible- and he thrusts back hard, so hard that Jin makes a sound that even he can’t name.

Namjoon suddenly grabs Jin’s cock and strokes it with the same speed as his thrusts. Jin tries to make words but the only things he make are moans, eye rolls, and some swears.

“J-Joonie, I think I’m going to” Jin says while Namjoon hits his prostate hard over and over again. 3 thrusts later Jin’s come is painting Namjoon’s tan skin, and even his chin a little bit. Jin just falls over Namjoon’s chest which is sticky with sweat and cum. Namjoon gives a one hard thrust and both of their legs tremble with their orgasm and Jin feels so warm with Namjoon’s cum inside him.

Jin puts his head to Namjoon’s chest, listening to his fast heartbeat. Namjoon puts his hand in Jin’s sweaty hair and he kisses the top of his head. The moment his lips leave Jin, he hears the light snores the older is making.

“Sleep well, hyung.”