Behold The Candle Of Writing. Reblog For Abundant Inspiration And Creativity To Come Your Way

Ghost: Hard dom (but also enjoys the occasional submission… won’t tell u tho :p)

Price: Soft dom… this man loves taking care of you but also reminding you of who’s in charge

Gaz: He don’t give a fuck as long as you both feel good

Soap: Switch (leaning depending on his mood or how work was)

I love that my childhood allows me to know what this is from

this is funny

like really, really funny

Even after death this will be my show. The boys have done so much for me but maybe this could be the start of something bigger for them.

reblog/reply this post if, even when the show is done, you’re standing on this spn hill with me until we die 

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

They all hate you Mando, because you’re a legend.

i just wanted an excuse to draw Mando shirtless :’)

Fluff

Summary: The real reason behind your enhanced abilities is a closely guarded secret… until Steve Rogers happens. Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (platonic) Word Count: 3051 Warnings: Fluff, language, talk of periods, minor angst, literal fluff, more literary fluff A/N: This story came from a random brainstorm idea I had while on Discord with some friends, and I managed to turn it into an actual story! I’ve been getting used to my new job, still exhausted all the time, but managing to push forward and write when I can. :) I really hope you enjoy this story, it was beta’d by @saxxxology and the gif below was made by me. 

Marvel Masterlist

The knock on your door takes you by surprise, and you carefully mark the page in your book before sliding off the edge of the bed to answer it. Not many people visit you in your room at the Avengers compound unless it’s for a mission, which FRIDAY would have already alerted you to if there was.

When you swing open the door, the last person you expect is Natasha Romanoff standing there looking down the hallway, perfectly styled red hair swinging as she turns her head to look at you.

“Hey Agent Y/L/N,” she greets you with one of her patented spy smiles, giving nothing away about her true intentions. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything important.”

“No, just catching up on my reading during the downtime between missions,” you inform her warily. “Is there… something you needed?”

“Oh, no,” she waves a hand in front of her, “just… me and a few of the other compound residents are planning a girls night later this month. Taking over Tony’s pool and hot tub, raiding his expensive liquor, ordering way too much pizza… you know, the yoozh. I wanted to see if you were interested in coming. It’d be me, Agent Hill, Wanda, Agent Alvarez, and I’m pretty sure Pepper is going to be there, too.”

The request, however surprisingly random, intrigues you. You’ve only been on a handful of missions with the agents she listed, and nothing between you or anyone she mentioned feels close to friendship. Either way, you decide to go along with it; maybe it’s time to make some friends, you have been living here for almost six months now and are just as solitary as the day you arrived.

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From Ashes to Embers (1/?)

As a pilot in the first order, you’ve learned to fly under the radar. When you’re caught by General Hux using your force abilities, he puts you in the path of none other than Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. Down a knight, Kylo unwilling brings you along on a mission, but will his generosity come with consequences when he discovers your true identity? Or will ashes turn to embers as the force brands an unbreakable bond between you?

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Character Profiles 

Prologue 

You can also find this story on Ao3

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Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count:3.8K

Warnings: Mentions of death, mature language, violence, mentions of abandonment 

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Your heart hammers in your chest as you push the ion engines of your TIE-Inceptor to their limit. You’re on the tail of rebel ships while they weave in and out of space debris. You were sent on a mission with one other pilot in the First Order to flush out rebel ships following too closely to a weapons shipment. General Hux gave you and your counterpart one task: destroy the enemies before they obtained your firepower for the resistance. You have no intention of failing.

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The Cyborg and the Savior [Markus/OC] Part 1

HERE WE GO! HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE. 

Also, I’m tagging @finding-jericho cus they are super sweet and wanted to know more about my sweet revolution leading daughter. Hope you like it, honey! ^.^

ANYWAY, I LEAVE YOU ALL TO THE STORY.

GOD BLESS AND GOOD DAY!

~THE LUPINE SOJOURNER

P.S: WHAT IS WITH THE GIF, YOU ASK? IDK EITHER, BRUH. JUST THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE! XD)

“Alexandra, come down here, please!” Dad calls, and I set my book down.

“Coming!” I call, coming down the stairs and spotting Dad’s friend, Mr. Kamski (addressing him formally seems right, considering he started Cyberlife) and – Shoot! I trip over my feet and almost go crashing into either Mr. Kamski or Dad, but something hard (too hard to be human) catches me, easily setting me upright again. I blink. Is that an android? “Thank you.” I mumble, my eye noting the android who caught me is an RK200 model, serial number 684 842 971, to be exact. I ignore that, turn and smile at our, uh, other guest.

“You’re welcome.” The android muses, smiling and sounding genuine as I move to greet Mr. Kamski.

“Mr. Kamski! How nice to see you.” I greet politely, accepting his hug briefly before allowing him to kiss my cheek.

“Hello, my dear. I’d like you to meet Markus, you and your father’s new domestic android.” I turn to him, offering my hand for him to shake.

“Hello, Markus.” I greet. Markus seems puzzled for a second, then shakes my hand.

“I look forward to getting to know you and your father.” I can’t help but think his design attractive, as if Mr. Kamski knew I’d like the look of this new addition to the house. Like he could read my thoughts, Mr. Kamski smirks.

“I’ll leave you all to get acquainted. I’ll see you around, my friend.” He says in parting to Dad. Dad sniffs, but nods.

“Yes, if you must.” He says. I wave Mr. Kamski goodbye and turn to Markus.

“Um…I suppose I’ll give you the tour, shall I?” I suggest, feeling out of place and awkward. How exactly does one talk to an android? Markus nods.

“That would be most helpful. After all, I need to be familiar with the layout to better serve my purpose.” I swallow. It was hard not to hear the robotic, clinical edge to Markus’ voice, even when it was meant to sound human.

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Someone sent me an ask gushing about some Boba Fett’s lines from the show and I typed up a whole “I KNOW RIGHT” response and managed to delete the whole thing. 

And it’s not like I’ve listened to certain bits of dialogue repeatedly or made MP3s or anything but if I HAD here are the lines I would have chosen: 

Careful, princess

Easy there little one

Power up those shields, princess. I’ll put on a good show.

Any requests??? I’ve got Audacity fired up and ready to go. 

I never even started counting 😂

How many fictional boyfriends do you have?