#HisVoice

[mayuradaidoyi]

Sexy!

[thegenerouspeach]

Was I at work when I saw this... yes naturally.

[darleenjade]

Him just being him

[gracestreetcog]

A message dealing with our need to hear and recognize Gods voice.

[lightpost]

My dear North Star, when the dark consumes my hope, when the support is gone from my life I seek you out in the abyss all my fear seems small after I pray when I pass through the darkest waters I feel little overwhelmed for I walked through fire and the flames didn't destroy me how my family wanted to kill me how my x almost did I am no longer afraid of what life is for you are my light in the depths of this dark You are my light in the ever living dark and I've accepted I may never see you again or have you in this lifetime but we are still one and I am still thankful I had a moment to feel you it's a deep wisdom I carry now

You had me in the stars you are my true North Star anything is possible because of you

for you are always with me

Light is born from the depths of darkness. You love light by supporting soul in its darkest times.

Light is born from darkness.

Love of light is accepting the dark side of the soul

Some of us are lucky to live in such light

Others let the darkness consume them

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

day ??? of me sobbing when can i ever get pkmn masters ex RRGSRHSGHHS

[awesamcozy]

q says this is the saddest year of his life?

[2knightt]

it feels quite stupid of me to keep doing the 600 follower event when i’m 50 away from 800.

[attractivemuseum]

ADAMS BACK!!!

THEY DID THIS FOR ME

[manuveninvhenan]

Lucanis Dellamorte

#hisvoice

[justplainwhump]

Arrival

Dany is brought to the facility.

Part 3 in Angel's abduction. [1 - Over] [2 - Red].

[Making Angel Masterpost]

Content / warnings: Abduction, threats, intimate whumper, noncon kissing, implied future noncon, whumper pov.

Operation Angel, Alex Nadler had baptized the latest acquisition job. Patrick didn't know their reasons - Nadler played everything close to their chest, and WRU drove a strict need-to-know policy anyway. But having seen the target stroll down the street in that pristinely white dress of hers, he couldn't deny the poetry in that designation.

It was a pleasure, working with Nadler. Their experience in planning ops didn't come from serving under the same flag that Pat and his men had once sworn on; but it was brutally efficient. And they'd all long given up serving governments, anyway.

Corporations paid better. And - Pat paused to look into the rearview mirror, remembering the smooth skin and long legs of the naked woman stuffed in the trunk - corporations were much more relaxed about rules of engagement.

"All good?", Nadler's voice sounded over the earpiece. They'd stayed behind, doing what they did best: Logistics. Nadler would make sure that bodyguard's body was dumped somewhere he'd found; the decoy's body somewhere she'd never be. They'd take care of the surveillance video to show just the right parts of her death in that white dress; they'd clean up, pay off a witness or two, plant evidence and spread liberal amounts of the target's stolen blood in that parking garage.

Beautiful, stubborn society girl Danielle Hammond would be declared dead, even before she'd fully realized what was coming for her.

And if they dropped her off at the facility as ordered, Pat and his comrades would be on the team that got to break her in. 'Preparation protocol', WRU called it. Sanitized term for some highly objectionable work. Undeniably hot though.

Pat couldn't be any less interested in fucking a meek and braindead pet. But the target of an acquisition mission, while they still processed, while they struggled, while they understood, what they were about to lose? It was the best wind-down he could imagine. And if they looked like Danielle Hammond did? Even better. Girl was his type for sure.

Yeah. Corporations were much better than governments.

With a content sigh, Pat leaned back in the driver's seat and checked the navigation system. Only a few klicks left to go. His gun was next to him on the passenger sheet, hidden under his jacket, two cars with his comrades following them as back-up. This mission wouldn't need either. Nobody had caught up on them. Alex had made sure the police were looking at all the wrong places.

Pat tapped his headset with one finger. "Yup. All good," he confirmed, allowing himself a wide smile. "Excellent, actually."

-

When Pat opened the trunk with a cheerful whistle on his lips, the target was barely conscious. He tossed his mask and gear onto the plastic tarp next to her, before he grabbed a fistful of her blond hair to pull her upright to her knees.

She yelped, bucked under his hold, giving him a lovely display of the way her lithe body could curve.

"We've arrived, sweetheart," he said. "WRU Preprocessing Facility C1. The last place you'll remember."

"I'm not -", she whimpered, with a stubborn edge to her voice, eyes still half closed "- not anyone's fucking sweetheart."

Pathetic. Adorable.

"Wrong," Pat playfully slapped her bloodied cheek with his free hand. She hissed at him, weakly lifted her bound hands to push him away. He just grabbed her hair faster instead, leaned in closer over her shape in the trunk, hisvoice dropping to a whisper. "You're going to be everyone's sweetheart. First mine. Then my team's. And then every single handler's this dirty facility has to offer."

"You… you can't." Her breathing was shallow. "I'm - My father is Stuart Hammond, he-"

"Wrong again," Pat said patiently, letting his hand run down the side of her body and explore her curves. "Ms Hammond is dead. You? You're a nameless, powerless, empty - however, very nicely shaped - body, with delusions of personhood. You're 002238. And you're free for the taking."

She winced, when his hand cupped her cute boob, thumb playing with her nipple. There was no way of her fighting him off, bound as she was, feeble from blood loss. He knew it. And she knew it, too. She didn't even try. Pat smirked, watching her nipple perk up in reaction to his attention.

Tears gathered in his target's dark honey eyes. "Please, no," she whispered. "No."

His hand in her hair settled on the back of her head, forced her face up towards him. "Yes." He pulled her in for a kiss.

She let him. To his own surprise, her lips parted for him, a soft invitation, and then she kissed him back, that sweet, naked body pressing closer into his.

Gosh, she felt fantastic.

"You can get so much more," she whispered against his mouth, her breath a soft tingle on his skin. "Take me out of here, I'll make you a rich man, I'll let you fuck me, I'll play along, give you the time of your life." Her eyes seemed darker than before, when she met his gaze, something like a challenge shining in them. "It's more fun when you don't have to share."

Pat thought about it for a hot second. Shoving her back down into the trunk, slamming the hood shut over her once more, speeding off, taking her with him for himself. To some beach, maybe, just the two of them, her on top of him, riding him in front of a cinematic sunset.

She was a millionaire in her own right, she'd be good for a decent ransom - and for a more than decent fuck.

"You are undeniably hot, Danielle" he said softly, raising a hand to brush away a speck of Mueller's blood on her cheek with his thumb. "But I'm afraid not hot enough to risk being the next guy having his brain spattered all over you."

She flinched in his arms, tried to pull away, disappointment and something almost like grief flaring up in her gaze. Pat didn't let her.

"Shhh." He gently wiped his bloody thumb over her trembling lip, admiring how well the red suited her. "Don't worry, 238. You'll make me rich and well fucked anyway." He pressed a kiss on her lips again.

This time, she didn't kiss back.

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[aegor-bamfsteel]

"All?" he mocked. "Tell me, little bird, what kind of god makes a monster like the Imp, or a halfwit like Lady Tanda's daughter? If there are gods, they made sheep so wolves could eat mutton, and they made the weak for the strong to play with."- Sansa(ACOK IV). How on earth Hound considered a hero?

If I remember correctly, that’s not one of the quotes people use when talking about how heroic the Hound is (although tbh he doesn’t say many positive things). Sansa a few chapters later shows him (politely, fearfully) where he can shove his nihilistic strongman philosophy:

She had forgotten the other verses. When her voice trailed off, she feared he might kill her, but after a moment the Hound took the blade from her throat, never speaking.

Some instinct made her lift her hand and cup his cheek with her fingers. The room was too dark for her to see him, but she could feel the stickiness of the blood, and a wetness that was not blood. "Little bird," he said once more, hisvoice raw and harsh as steel on stone. Then he rose from the bed. Sansa heard cloth ripping, followed by the softer sound of retreating footsteps.When she crawled out of bed, long moments later, she was alone. She found his cloak on the floor, twisted up tight, the white wool stained by blood and fire. —ACOK Sansa VII

So let’s get this straight: strong bitter Hound who says the weak are there to serve the strong holds a knife to a girl’s throat for a song…and she sings for mercy, holds his face, and he’s so shamed by what he was going to do he leaves her alone to never see her again. Hound has been mocking Sansa’s “soft” “bird” songs since she met him, and she, afraid for her life, proves to him and everyone reading that yes, those “weak” qualities are stronger than hatred and brute force. This is actually one of the best pieces of evidence that GRRM isn’t grimdark…not that a grown man broke into a girl’s bedroom and threatened her with a knife to sing (that’s sadly expected), but that girl, in a “voice that sounded small and tremulous to her own ears”, sang about mercy and peace…and she wins, he doesn’t hurt her anymore. It’s not so much Beauty and the Beast as it is Snow White and the Huntsman, in which Snow’s innocence means the Huntsman can’t bring himself to kill her; except Sansa singing and putting a hand on his face takes a more active role. She asked the Mother earlier to ease the rage inside him, and she (or She?) did.

No, the Hound isn’t a hero, but more importantly, his entire mindset in that quote is wrong. And Sansa—one of the series’ main heroes—shows us in the same book why. I can’t imagine reading Sansa’s Blackwater chapters and how she represents a core theme of the novels—that compassion, peace, and mercy are actually stronger than hatred, war, and revenge—and not understand she’s going to be one of Westeros’ future leaders by the end.

[vizcerapup]

i wnnahear him teasign me again wauahghf hisvoice makesme sofuzzyy ilove the wayhe talksto me somuch hhfjhj i lovehearign it inhis voice ilvoeit i lovehim somuch

[gloopdimension]

since i feel like odozeirs claws would be really dexterous due to his gestures and such In my mind hes thought abt giving gibby a massage when hes stressed. daydreamed about it, even . gay wizard. i think hed be good at it =^_^=

THE WAY IVE PONDERED THIS SO MANY TIMES. oughhh such a good thought. Hed totally ponder it when gibbys having a tough day(ithink hes the first to notice if gibs has it rough. hes stared at him so much hes picked up on his like. subtler mannerisms. And this includes how much more often he pinches the bridge of his nose and how much more he has a growl in hisvoice. etc etc). You just KNOWthat gay wizard sits in his study and ponders massaging gibbys big strong back while reveling in the soft thanks his precious king utters under his sighs of relief.

[domripley]

KYLE IS SO BABYGIRL I LOVE HIM WITH MY WHOLE HEART. Misty and Cordelia were also so-

The thing is, I can’t normally watch horror, I cry. But AHS is just so campy that is cancels out the jump scares and shit 😭

But I need to look for Kit Walker fics cause istg every time he talks Im blushing

-💜

see i refuse to watch that last season and i'll be honest half way through the season after 1984.

he's so HOT and hisVOICE

[gaeapplehairline]

eat hisvoice box. crunchity munchity .yum yum