#chris hill

[superiorstr8men]

[sitting-on-me-bum]

Peat covers roughly 20% of Ireland and has served as custodians of its history

(Credit: Chris Hill/Getty Images)

[mscoyditch]

"Across that Vale of Lewes".

By Chris Hill. British. b. ?

> Traditional and Contemporary Tonalism and Luminism

[ayyy-men]

[mychameleondays]

Annie Lennox: Nostalgia

Island 4702318

Released: September 30, 2014

[longliverockback]

Pretenders Relentless 2023 Parlophone ———————————���————— Tracks: 01. Losing My Sense of Taste 02. A Love 03. The Copa 04. The Promise of Love 05. Fools Must Die 06. Merry Widow 07. Let the Sun Come In 08. Look Away 09. Your House Is on Fire 10. Just Let It Go 11. Vainglorious 12. I Think about You Daily —————————————————

Carwyn Ellis 

Chris Hill 

Chrissie Hynde

Dave Page

Kris Sonne

James Walbourne 

* Long Live Rock Archive

[animatedshortoftheday]

Be Faithful (2003) [4 min] by Chris Hill | USA

[ifuckinglovelemondemon-srs]

You know a characther is fucked up and traumatized when they are wearing one of these

Edit: half of this characther were put against my will

Edit 2: i reached the fucking tag limit

[azertyrobaz]

"Wait, "Wild Wild West" has its own line dance?"

[gollancz]

Vampires vs Werewolves, ft. Joe Hill, @victoriocity, Aliette de Bodard, Ben Aaronovitch, Oraine Johnson, Garth Nix, @sarah-hawley and @jonnywaistcoat prevaricating like he knows any answer will be used against him in the future.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Gregory Denying His Feelings vs. Admitting His Feelings For Janine

[nigesakis]

Oz (HBO, 1997-2003)

[cold-boys-fandom-hub]

15 more behind the scenes photos from Christos Lawton!

[avengerscompound]

Cobie Smulders as Maria Hill & Chris Evans as Steve Rogers Avengers: Age of Ultron

[orchidniins]

Aftercare | George Clarke

Summary: George taking care of you after a rough night in the sheets. Pairing: GeorgeClarkey x afab!Reader Warnings: Smut, Fluff Word count: 1.1k A/N: My favourite thing in the world to write is George Clarke smut. Definitely want to write a series for him once I clear all my asks (Open to ideas for this). Thanks for the request anon! This one's short, but I hope you enjoy it!

Masterlist

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George has you flipped onto your stomach, his hands gripping tightly onto the sides of your hips, fingers digging into your flesh as he drives deeper.

“Fuck…George…”, you whined, your moans muffled by the pillow. He pulls you back onto his cock with each thrust. Sweat beaded down his face as he pounded into you ruthlessly from behind, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room, pushing you closer to the edge with every stroke.

At this point, you had become a whimpering mess, your body trembling with each thrust. “George, I can’t take this anymore,” you babbled mindlessly, your voice breaking with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through you.

“So soon?” he taunts, his tone dripping with mockery. He wraps his arm around your stomach, pulling you up until your back is flush against his chest. His hot breath tickles your ear as he continues his merciless thrusts.

“But you take my cock so well; you can hold on a little longer,” he growls, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. The primal sound sends shivers down your spine.

His hand slides down, fingers brushing over your sensitive clit, adding to the overwhelming sensation. You can’t help but cry out, your body writhing against him, edging you closer to your orgasm.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you whine, throwing your head back.

George takes the opportunity to snake his hand around your throat, somehow drilling into you harder than before. Your hand grips his forearm tightly, trying to keep yourself up on your knees.

“Fuck y/n,” he groans, feeling your walls clench around his cock. The way his hand grips tighter at your waist, you know he’s close as well.

Seconds later, your entire body begins to shake as you unravel around him. Pleasure-filled groans and screams of his name fill the room. The intensity of your orgasm makes your vision blur, and your nails dig into his forearm as you cling to him.

George's pace falters, a low growl escaping his lips as he feels your walls pulsate around his cock. With a final, deep thrust, his cock twitches before he releases inside you, filling you with his warmth.

You let out a breathy moan at the sensation of him spilling into you, intensifying your climax. As you both ride out the waves of pleasure, George’s grip on your throat loosens, his lips finding the curve of your shoulder in a tender kiss.

Your body melts into his, slumping back against him as your thighs threaten to give out. George’s strong arms wrap around your waist, holding you up as you both catch your breath.

He pulls out slowly, leaving you a worn-out mess.

His hands softly rub your waist, and his face nuzzles into the crook of your neck. With gentle care, he turns you around and lays you down, pulling you onto his chest. He places soft kisses on your head. brushing the hair out of your tired face. 

You swear it's like this man has two personalities. One moment, he’s pounding into you mercilessly, and the next, he’s kissing you so tenderly. He always takes extra care of you after sex, especially when he’s been rough like this.

He looks down at your tired expression, “Angel”, he softly murmurs into your ear,, "I'm so sorry, was I too rough?"

You gently shake your head, meeting his gaze with a slight smile. "No, George, it was perfect," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. He leans in, softly kissing your forehead, his touch reassuring and tender.

"I'll be right back, okay?" George murmurs softly, though he doesn't wait for your answer. His lips press lightly against your shoulder before he gently separates from you, sighing as he gets out of bed.

He disappears into the bathroom for a moment, and you feel your eyes growing heavy with contentment. A minute later, you sense his hand gently caressing your cheek, coaxing you to open your eyes. "I got you some water," he says softly as you sit up, accepting the glass and taking a few sips. 

He watches you attentively, concern evident in his eyes. "Are you feeling okay? Any pain?" he asks gently.

"I'm okay," you assure him, meeting his gaze with a smile. He softly runs his hand over your thigh, "I ran you a bath, let's get you cleaned up, "he says tenderly, his voice filled with care and affection.

You pout playfully at him, and he smiles warmly, his eyes full of affection as he gazes at you. "I know you're tired, but the warm water will make you feel better," he assures you, his voice soothing and caring. "Come on," he continues softly, reaching out to lift you effortlessly into his arms. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, feeling safe in his embrace.

He gently helps you into the tub, settling in behind you as you rest against his chest. His fingers trace over the bruises he had left on your waist, and he asks you softly, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

You smile reassuringly, leaning into his touch. "I'm okay, George," you say softly, taking his hand and kissing it before lacing your fingers together. "Thank you for taking care of me."

He presses a kiss to your shoulder, his voice tender. "Always, darling. I'll always take care of you."

Once you two are cleaned up, dried off and changed, he helps you out of the bath, his arms supporting you gently despite your protests that you can walk. Ignoring your objections, George carries you back to the bed and carefully lays you down, tenderly ensuring you're comfortable before returning to your side.

He settles against the pillows, pulling you close with his arm wrapped instinctively around you. His steady heartbeat soothes you as you nestle against him. You rest your head on his chest, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall as he breathes.

His fingers find their way into your hair, gently stroking in slow, soothing motions that relax you further. You cuddle closer, absorbing the warmth of his body and the comfort of his touch.

"I love you so much," he whispers softly, his voice a murmur in the quiet room. You tilt your head up to meet his gaze, his blue eyes filled with affection as your hand rests gently on his chest. "I love you too, baby," you reply tenderly,

He leans down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering briefly. As you feel the exhaustion take over you, George's hand moves to cradle your head against his chest, his heartbeat lulling you into sleep. 

Soon you drift off, enveloped in the comfort of his embrace.

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A/N: Thanks for reading guys! I'm trying to get through all my pending requests now that I'm back.

Check out my other fics and oneshots here. Not working on any new requests currently but feel free to drop into my asks for a chat! 😊

[ollierachnid]

[covered in blood] dont worry sam is in her 4 hour bath