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Octavian (Percy Jackson) Stimboard for Anon (with writing, the sun, stuffed animals & daggers)
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[Image ID: A still image of the character Octavian surrounded by 8 gifs. Line one has a close-up gif of someone writing cursive calligraphy on lined paper, a gif of someone gently squeezing a stuffed teddy bear, and a gif of someone's hands pulling a dagger from a leather sheath and spinning the blade. Line two has a gif of a sunset through an arched stone window and a gif of a timelapse of a sunset over an ocean. Line three has a gif panning over a dagger and sheath laying on wooden planks, a gif of someone holding three small stuffed teddy bears in one hand, and a close-up gif of someone writing the word 'always' in cursive with a pen.]
I think my favourite fuck you moment is when Howard Stark says in Captain America the First Avenger said that Hydra won't be attacking them with a pocket knife, and then Hydra and many, many other villans throughout the MCU proceed to attack with knives or types of blades multiple times. Like bitch they took that personally and said Imma fucking show you.
Skephalo Week Day 1: Knives
TW// knives
Sooo I'm late...lol. Sorry about that and the fact that I chose the more triggering one. I just remembered how Bad can use throwing knives so I thought I'd make that little reference heh. Anyways, enjoy the art!
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Wdym this isnt how ep 11 ended?
He pressed the knife against my shoulder plate. I hissed quietly, and focused on my breathing. The glowing blade ran across my back, but the man was hesitating. I shifted. A little flinch, a drop of black.. The knife clanged on the table. I sighed and turned to sit up. Wrapping my arms around him I grabbed the blade, and ran it lightly from his pelvis to his ear, dipping through the skin ever so slightly. His eyes were closed. I lowered the knife to my thigh. There we drew a wandering line, cutting deeper into my flesh than was good for me. I didn't care. I loved this, loved him. Loved his blood, dripping into mine & burning my veins like my fingers burnt his skin.
AFTER HOURS I finally finished this
In progress shots to show my pain and torture
THIS AINT YOURS PLEASE DONT TAKE IT
Pairing: Ransom × female reader
Character taken from: Knives out
Summary: Ransom is an asshole and you can't be kind to him at all for some reason. You've dealt with arrogant people for a good part of your life. But he just make you loose your cool from your fiery personality- not that there was much to start with. And...you finally find out just what makes him shut up.
Warning: Smut, swearing, a little immoral (but hey, as long as it gets u off), illicit mentions.
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Ransom has always been an asshole; angry and entitled, so much so that he almost ended up in jail. Technically, he did end up in jail, he just never reached there. Accidental swerving of the federal car and his disappearing right after the crash was all just a lovely coincidence- or so the feds think, maybe they won't use the word lovely though.
Settling in when he had no money or taste for cheap stuff was hell, correction- it's still hell. He'll just have to wait it out, maybe Marta will just die. Infact given his family's behaviour she will die anyway and so would her immediate family- just to make sure, it just won't be accidental. Then he can return for his cut, liquidify his assets, get his Beemer back and come live in Europe the life he likes.
Solid plan. Except he can't help but feel like killing certain someone here too and gods help him, very intimately. His bare hands, if he can use them. The woman across his pathetic apartment- if it can even be called one, is a bloody nightmare. A very fuckable nightmare but hells he can't handle her. A fuckable nightmare that is walking right towards him.
You are irritated beyond limits, this asshole has been living across you for over a month and has done everything in his power to burn and boil your blood whenever possible which for him is apparently 24×7.
"Did you really throw coffee in my mail box, you bloody cunt?"
"Now don't go calling me names, sweetheart. People might start seeing just how much you're into me-"
"You slimy motherfucker. I swear to god, Randall-"
With a frown he corrects you by interrupting and inserting, "Ransom, it's Ransom darling. Not like you don't know it."
"Oh, Go fuck yourself Ronny."
"Woman, really! You pull shit like this and then ask why did I throw coffe in your-"
"What do you mean 'shit like this'- not pronouncing your name right, because I don't fucking know it?! "
"I literally JUST told you!"
"STOP YELLING YOU TWO BLOODY YOUNGLINGS!"
Scared shitless of the new voice reaching your ears you turn towards Ms Robinson standing outside her apartment, holding a fork very tightly.
"Go away, you old hag-"
Your eyes widen as Ransom being Ransom deals with situation in the worst style.
"Now liste' here, you goo' for nothin' douche bag, shut up and fuck off. You ruining my Saturday. I hear yelling again and I'll lighta yo ass and yo' home on fire."
You burst out laughing the moment the hurricane of a woman leaves the hallway. Ransom changes his shock into a scowl as he looks at you.
"Everybody knows not to mess with that woman. Where's have been living? Oh god, that was fucking funny, shit!"
You shriek when Ransom grabs your hair and pulls your back into his chest by your hair.
"I've been living right here, arguing my head off with another woman of somewhat similiar temperament. You wanna laugh some more sweetheart?"
His smug tone fires up your temper and you headbutt him into his shoulder, cursing he leaves your hair giving you the space to turn and slap him, hard.
Silence and tense suffocate you as you prepare mentally for his reaction. This has gone too far anyways. But hells you couldn't have prepared for that.
Ransom pulls you by the hair and kisses you harshly. You can't make sense of anything but the fact that you want to kiss him back just as hard, so you do. You rip his jumper off of his shoulder right there in the hallway and he tears off your sleeves. Pulling his hair, you drag him in more and bite his lip. Ransom moans and grabs your hips tight enough to bruise.
This doesn't feel like sex, it feels like much, much, much more fucking intense. It's consuming you both. Suddenly, a sliver of doubt creeps in from somewhere. This is bloody Ransom. And he hates you like you hate him. Coming to your senses, you try to push Ransom off. It doesn't move him a bit but he stops and steps back. Breathing heavily, both of you panting from sexual tension, minimal control and hormones look at each other.
"Do you want to stop, darling?"
There is that word again. Bloody names, but he calls you all of them just to mock you, right? How is he not thinking anything but about sex right now. Does he even give a fuck who he's sleeping with? Of course, not. He'll fuck you just like he fucks every other girl he brings over. But they don't have to live across him, none of them do. So they'll be fine, you won't though.
Sighing, you hug yourself with your arms and nod.
"Yeah, let's not do something this stupid. It was a mistake.", Just to appear nonchalant you add, " and don't pour fucking coffee in my mail box again for fuck's sake, Ransom."
Trying your best to appear indifferent under his intense and curious gaze you walk back to your apartment calmly and lock the door.
Now you want to fuck him too before you kill him, great! But what's the harm ? You can fuck him, what gives? Not like he will act any different, you can do that too. You both will fight like petty idiots but it'll probably end up in good sex atleast. What's the loss?
You open your door to go knock on his while you still have your courage but his smug smile and broad shoulders flare up your temper and take your breath away at the same time.
"I knew you'd come, darling. You just can't avoid playing with fire, can you? Can't admit that you I affect you at all, except your obvious attraction which you never shy of. Leaving no weakness in the open."
"What? You my social worker now?"
Ransom laughs but looks at you with pure hunger, just like you very much are looking at him.
"No darling, I just wanna fuck you. You?"
"Same, darling. I just wanna fuck you too."
"You! Hells."
Still laughing, he takes lengthy strides and pulls you in by the neck for another bruising kiss. You don't disappoint either and pull his hair just like you did a minute before. Kissing and biting softly you both stumble to your apartment shutting the door after.
Before you can break off to take your top off, he rips it off.
Oh, so this is how we're playing.
Without hesitation, you tear his t-shirt off backed by your aderaline flow. Moaning and kissing, your hands roam over his chest and abs as you push him inside your bedroom.
"Bed, now."
"Ordering me around, sweetheart?"
"You want me to grab a condom or not? Don't be sarcastic cunt everytime you open your mouth."
"Oh, I'm opening this mouth for your sarcastic cunt tonight. And I doubt you have a condom my size."
"Cocky, are we?"
He smirks and says, "Literally. Check my pants if you doubt."
"Lying doesn-, holy sh-" , he is huge in a I'll-fill-you-just-the-right-size.
Breathing a long one, you say, "Okay, I'm clean and on pill. You?"
"Clean. You sure you want me to fuck you bare?"
Calming your jitters, you fire back, "Who says you're the one fucking?"
"Oh darling, there's no doubt."
Before he can move you grab him the hair and kiss him with tongue. Pushing him on the bed, you straddle him and grind down his length slowly. He breathes out harshly, grabbing your hips and flipping you on your back.
Kissing, biting, nipping, he covers your shoulders and chest and then reaches your glistening pussy.
"Your sarcastic pussy ready, darling?"
"If you don't drop your asshole attitude for a minute, I swear I will tie you to the bed and and ride you till I come but leave you unfinis- oh fuc!"
"Ever tire of threatning people, babe?"
"Fuck y- Ahh, oh godddd."
You back arches off the bed as he licks with no reserves. His lengthy and forceful stokes are making your toes curl as you softly curse grabbing his hair. This whole thing is so intense that you can't think beyond this bloody pleasure. And when you feel so close, you can't help but beg.
"Ransom, please. I'm close! Oh god, yes, there!"
Your breathing turns harsh as your toes dig into the matteress and your back arches higher but Ransom holds down your hips by your thighs, intensifying the pleasure and you come so hard that you're trembling with sheer pleasure.
"No more threats, love?"
So out of it all, that you don't even notice the sliver of gentleness in his tone or his words. Opening your eyes you stare at him and you tell him the first thing that pops in your head.
"Fuck you."
He laughs and shakes his head at your choice of curse.
"Ironically, you are."
"I thought you were the one going to fuck."
He raises an eyebrow still laughing, " You never step back from having the last word, do you?"
"And you clearly like to hear yourself talk, now lay down and let me ride you."
"Oh, we still debating tha-"
Without waiting for him to complete, you kick his shin lightly and push his chest hard enough to send him on his back while he's distracting speaking. Straddling him again, you take his cock in your hands and pump him firmly.
"No, no debate. I am riding you, babe."
You both moan as his cock enters your soaked pussy. Bracing your hands on his thighs, you start moving rhythmically. Panting, moaning, cursing you both move against each other, sweat covering your bodies and tension climbing your veins.
He touches your clit, massaging it slowly, making your eyes roll in the back of your head as you ride him faster and harder. As you explode, you grip his neck softly, clenching your walls around his cock as tight as you can as you bend down to bite his earlobe. He growls and flips you over in a second and slams into your pussy hard and rough. You moan out loud as he streches out your orgasm, still shivering, as he pumps into you chasing his release, you bite his shoulder as you feel him pulse. He comes within a second.
You both catch your breath as he kisses your forehead.
Yeah, sex definitely isn't a bad way to end fight.
Mr. Hiddleston's quote on that:
There was a big sequence on the Last Bridge in the movie, and we all had these choreography sequences while Chris and Cate Blanchett, and I, Idris and Taica were fighting together. [Waititi, the director] There were all these elements related to the great stunt department in a motion capture suit.
And we were doing that run, it was in the afternoon, and it was me, Idris and maybe Taica. I can’t remember. Sure, Idris was there, and it was our two-shot fighting these great athletes who are stunt guys. And I ran out of choreography. Basically, I think I finished the move before Idris, and he was still rolling, and I just stood there like a lemon and didn’t want to do anything interesting. So I flipped the knife over and caught it by accident. “
Idris laughed at it. We looked back on it.He was [like], “Oh God, he went and finally played the knife.” Because he had finished the fighting movement. But yeah, it ended up staying. Since then I have tried to do it. When I try to do it with a wooden spoon, it doesn’t work and I always drop it. So that was one of them, but it never happens twice.
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I just saw on youtube that Loki's knife flip scene was an accident. Idk if it's true tho. See for yourself. Here's the video:
I just saw on youtube that Loki's knife flip scene was an accident. Idk if it's true tho. See for yourself. Here's the video:
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