#hardhard

[landiosreal]

working on a thin and a lot of them hardafter and hardhard take by Medi0coreKing

[evelynnocto]

dont forget ye old hardhard, high vis and a latter!

Gonna try to get into a convention or something like that for fun (don't worry I'm gonna buy a ticket I just wanna see if my social engineer cosplay would work)

I am a glorified office administrator who understands server hardware why am I the only person in this company who gets what social engineering is?

[444namesplus]

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[topassloverandfucker]

I feel like toping , yes and hardhard

[edwindavis2000]

#becauseyoucan #hardhard https://www.instagram.com/p/CMibfgeD6xioNez-fJ0nOg4GFpUY7ffeUW0vIg0/?igshid=8q8up3bxvjgi

[wolfplayz172005]

Lil' lad, Acorn gijinka!

Been wanting to draw some pvz for awhile because I started to get into pvz bfn a lot

This right here is my boi

Anyways- Acorn

- wooden armour with leaves for straps

- light green jumper underneath

- wooden armor and acorn helmet

- hand held wooden gun that shoots wood chips, (it has two buttons top is chips and the bottom one, once it finishes cooling down, shoots sap!)

- also has too much energy :]

[scorpsik]

#on tenter hooks

#re-reading after a hardhard week at work 'cause it makes me feel good

#I love how sweet they are

#Maybe this weekend?

Tastes Like Sugar (ch. 23)

Summary: India Mae, or Indi, is a music major, struggling to pay bills, tuition, work, and make good grades.  Emily Prentiss is a BAU profiler, as well as a DC socialite thanks to her huge family fortune.  The two enter into a mutually beneficial arrangement: Emily will pay for Indi's school if Indi accompanies Emily to her social functions for a few months, posing as her girlfriend.  As weeks go by, the lines between their arrangement and their true feelings start to blur.  But money can't buy love, right?

Pairing: India Mae Banks x Emily Prentiss; OC x Emily Prentiss

Warnings: fluffy smut (18+)

Word Count: 2.4k

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Chapter 23 - Exalted Entanglements

I sighed, reading the same paragraph for the fifth time.  My final recital song was constantly playing through my head, the discordant note I never seemed to get right resonating louder than the rest.  I really should go practice.  I needed it.  The recital was coming up in just a few weeks.  Dr. Brooke would skin me alive if I messed up that same measure again this week.

I turned a page backwards to re-start this section.  I needed to finish this chapter before school tomorrow.  Only then would I let myself get back to the hellish piece Dr. Brooke was punishing me with.  

"Hey you," I heard softly from the doorway.  I looked up from my book, my grin stretching my cheeks.  Em was rarely home on the weekends; she had been working so much.  Before me, she had worked on paperwork right after a case.  She never minded staying late at Quantico.  But now, she had something to come home to and she never did paperwork.  Apparently, that had caught up with her and most of her free weekends were spent in the office catching up.

"Get everything done?" I asked.

"Not quite.  I've at least caught up to this month, though," she said ruefully.  Her long legs crossed the library in a few strides, and she plopped next to me with a heavy sigh.  "I think I left my brain at Quantico," she said through a large yawn.

"Awe baby," I cooed at her.  Stretching my arms wide, "Come here."  Emily settled into my side and pecked the side of my head.  "Lay down," I commanded softly.

Emily settled her head in my lap, and my hand immediately fell to her hair, petting the top of her head gently.  Within minutes, her breathing slowed, and her feet rubbed together like they always did when she was asleep.  I smiled softly, content to be her pillow.  I only wished I could see her peaceful, sleeping face better.  I relished our sweet, silent moment together, loving the fact that she felt so safe with me.  I couldn't help but feel grateful I felt so safe with her, too.  Amazed to so quickly find a home in her.

I turned back to my book; my recital piece could wait.  Em's sleep was far more important, and I didn't want to disturb her.  Not that it was a hardship to lay with her.  I couldn't think of a better way to spend a Sunday afternoon than to lay lazily with Emily on the couch.  Especially because we hadn't had a weekend together in ages.

I finished my chapter, concentration issues gone now that Emily was here.  She slept so long, I even read next week's chapter.  This silence and tranquility re-centered me.  I wished Emily would let me be there for her more.  It thrilled me to be a source of comfort and strength for her.

"Mmm," Emily hummed.  I felt her turn over and mumble, "That feels nice, angel."

I looked down at her looking up at me through sleepy eyes.  "Did you have a good nap?"

"Mmm," she rubbed her eyes softly.  "Yes, thank you.  I'm sorry I fell asleep so quickly, but I needed that."

"I know, babe.  I wish you slept more," I lamented.  I put my book the side so I could caress her face, drawing one finger down the line of her strong jaw.  Her eyes closed in pleasure for a brief moment, and then she grabbed my hand and turned to kiss the palm.  Her lips trailed down to my wrist, her tongue sneaking out to flick against my pulse point.  I couldn't stop my heart from beating faster; Emily always excited me.

"Whatcha reading?" she asked after a few seconds. 

I picked my book back up.  "This novel for my lit class.  I was a bit behind," I rambled, "but I went to the bookstore a few days ago, so now I'm catching up.  I don't know how I missed it on the syllabus at the beginning of the semester, but I did.  Anyway," I rolled my eyes at myself, "I've got it now."

Emily's brows furrowed.  "Did you put it on your school account?  I didn't see a bill."

"No, I just went to Barnes & Noble," I brushed it off.  My fingers wrapped themselves around the tiny hairs framing Em's face.  She was so fucking beautiful, I couldn't concentrate on anything else.

"How much was it?"

"It was only $30 – no big deal!"  I internally paused.  No big deal.  Look how far I'd come.  Last semester, if I had a surprise book I forgot to buy for the semester, I'd have a freak out about how I would find an extra thirty dollars in the budget.  "I just used the card you gave me."

"Baby," she chided softly.  "That's not for school stuff.  I'll transfer money later this evening."

"Don't worry about it."  She sat up with a scathing look.  I knew better than to tell Emily what to do – especially about money.  "It's all your money," I defended anyway.  "What does it matter which giant pool of money it comes from?"

She sighed and combed her messy nap hair through her fingers.  "It matters to me, love.  I still want to take care of you, no matter what you are to me.  I'll always take care of you."

Her soft voice, dripping with sincerity, caused my heart to stutter.  I hadn't felt so safe or loved since I moved to DC.  This city was always so cold, the people detached.  Everyone was always thinking about whose neck they could step on to get ahead in this city.  It was hostile; no room for found family.  And I had no more blood family to fall back on.

I couldn't help it; I launched myself into her arms.  I needed to make Emily feel just as special as she made me feel.  My lips pressed against hers instantly.  But I needed more.  I swung a leg over her lap to pull myself closer to her.  But it wasn't close enough.  My lips were frantic, my fingers pulling at her shirt.

"Baby," Emily gasped in surprise.  "I just woke up!  Let me catch up."

"Hurry," I begged, already breathless, "I need you."

I nipped at her lips while I tangled my fingers into her hair.  "Baby, slow down," she commanded softly.  Her lips, deliberately slow, calmed my frenzy.  She sucked softly on my bottom lip, pulling a groan deep from chest.  Her hands smoothed down my body, settling on my hips.  She helped me rock them against her thigh; I wanted to move faster, but her hands forced an excruciating, teasing pace.  Her lips trailed down my neck, still sucking, leaving a trail of her saliva.  "We have all the time in the world," she murmured against my neck.

I rocked my hips harder, signaling to her I needed it faster.  Her hands slid around to the tops of my thighs.  "My my," she teased, mischief coloring her voice, "You are needy, aren't you?"  Her fingers trailed softly up my thighs, raising goosebumps the higher they rose. 

All I could manage was a whimpered, "please," as I buried my face in her neck, my hips continuing to rock.

Her hand slipped underneath my shorts, and her finger traced over my panties.  "Please what?" I didn't need to see her face to know she was smirking.  I should have been annoyed at her arrogance; I should have been embarrassed that she could rile me up so quickly.  But all I could focus on was getting her finger on my bare skin, getting her inside of me.

"Emily," I whimpered.  "PL-"  I gasped as she pushed my panties to the side and plunged one finger inside of me.  "Yes," I hissed.  I pushed my hips as low as they would go to get her deeper.  I grabbed the back of the couch and started pumping against her finger.  "Em," I begged, "More.  Please."

"My greedy baby," she cooed, but blessedly added another finger.  "So wet for me already.  So needy."

I was growing incoherent.  I couldn't help myself when she spoke to me like that.  Her low, husky voice – teasing and sexy – never failed to cease any thought but getting off.  I had no control over the noises coming from my mouth.  They were all for Emily.

"That's it, baby.  Ride my fingers."  Her other hand moved up the front of my body.  She lightly traced my lips before pushing her thumb in my mouth.  I sucked on her finger, trying to stay quiet.

"Harder," I moaned around her finger, pushing my hips down as far as I could.

"You need it deeper?"  I simply nodded.  As she pulled her fingers out, I whimpered in protest.  "Be patient, baby.  Lay back," she said gently.  She pushed softly against me, helping me lay on the couch.  She ghosted her fingertips up my legs as I settled my head against the arm of the couch.

"Em-"

"I said be patient," she reminded.  Her fingers hooked over the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down my legs.  "Be good for me and be patient."

She wasted no more time.  Her head fell between my legs, and she licked up my slit once before sucking on my clit.  "Oh god," I groaned.  One hand pushed her hair out of the way while the other tightly squeezed the couch cushion.  "More," I begged.  I felt her exhaled chuckle tickle my skin, but she didn't say anything.  She slid one long finger inside me.  She pushed into me so slowly I thought I'd combust.  She curled her finger slightly and then pulled back out.  Before I could protest again, she slammed two fingers into me roughly.  "Ung," I grunted.  "Fuck."

I sprinted to my peak, my stomach muscles tightening deliciously in anticipation.  "Emily, Emily," I chanted.  I couldn't think of any other words.  The only thing I knew was Emily.  All I could feel was Emily.  "Emily!"  I rocked my hips in time with her tongue and keened as I reached my release.  My muscles relaxed, and I melted into the couch.  I threw an arm over my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.

Emily pressed a kiss to each thigh and hip bone, and then trailed a line of kisses up my abdomen.  "Mmm," I moaned as the waves of my orgasm dwindled slowly.  How was it possible she always made me feel so good?

My earlier passion turned into a yearning to be close to her again.  I hadn't noticed before, but Emily had only half stripped me.  I pushed Emily back and pulled my shirt over my head.  "I want to feel you close," I whispered sheepishly.

"Closer than in between your legs?" she teased.  Though smirking, she shed her own shirt and laid down between my legs.  She rested her chin on my belly, looking up at me with sparkling eyes.  I sighed in contentment.  I would never get enough of Emily like this.  The majesty of being this intimate would never lessen.

I tilted my head to the side, resting my head in my hand.  "Thank you, baby," I whispered.  With my free hand, I ran my fingers through her silken hair.  I tried to untangle the knots I had created earlier.

"You look so beautiful like this," she muttered.  It was almost as if she were talking to herself.  "The lighting is perfect," she mused.

"For what?"

Her head snapped up.  "Don't move.  I mean it.  Please, just let me-"  She stood up and raced out of the room.  I sat up halfway in confusion.  I had been enjoying the connection and tranquility of just laying together.  Emily always brought me such peace.

I waited a few seconds, but it felt longer due to my confusion about what she was doing.  She returned with a sketch pad and charcoal.  Realization dawned on me that she wanted to draw me.  I was incredibly flattered to be her muse.  She leaned down, brushing a kiss against my forehead.  "My angel," she whispered.  "You are so pretty.  I have to draw you.  You are so fucking beautiful."

She sat down and opened her sketch book.  She closed her eyes and exhaled loudly.  Slowly, through her impossibly long lashes, she looked up at me from her spot on the floor.  "Don't move," she warned seriously.  And she was off.

I tried to peek at her work, but she had angled the paper so that I couldn't see.  But that didn't preclude me from seeing Emily's hands swiping back and forth over the paper.  She made endless, quick, harsh flicks against the paper, and then she would go back and smudge over the lines with her fingers.  It was fascinating watching her.  And now obvious why she was always covered in charcoal when she was done drawing.

Emily had failed to put a shirt back on, and watching her do what she loved while half naked was distracting.  I shifted onto my side to get a better view.  "Tilt your chin up," she interrupted my musings.  I wordlessly complied.  If the price of getting to cum like I just did was letting her draw me afterwards and get to stare at her half naked, I'd gladly lay and pose for her.

After several minutes, I nearly fell asleep.  Relaxed in our quiet, peaceful library, the slight scratch of her charcoal over the paper lulled me into a trance.  I lost track of time in my half-asleep daze, only to be awoken by Emily's soft "Okay."  My eyes snapped open and looked towards her judging her finished work.

"Can I see?" I wondered.

She shifted and stood, clutching her sketch in a way so as to hide it from me.  She traced one finger up my neck and under my jaw, tilting my head back.  She leaned down to place a soft, sucking, wet kiss on the underside of my jaw.  I sighed and tilted my neck further back.  "The slope of your jaw is…"  She trailed off, losing herself in lavishing my neck with attention.

"Is what?" I asked breathlessly.

"Divine." 

I pushed her sketch book out of her hands – I could always look at her work later – and pulled her towards me.  She came willingly, settling on top of me once again to start this all again. 

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[smallblueblondie]

Cool cool so now I'm having The Glitch too

[youichi21]

DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE 😭😭😭

[1v1-me-irl]

I'm sorry I love my partner but his thing with Broadway musicals is just ugh I can't I CANT

Keep in mind I'm in full support of theater but I have this specific thing with Broadway shows. I just don't like and hamilton has been shoved in my face my whole life about how good it is and I'm like I fucking hate history it makes me feel stupid leave me alone and now I hate it. I hate it.

[unchartedsailors]

the more college applications i do and the more times i have to mark down “aerospace engineering” as my projected major, the more i realize i really dont give a fuck about it and all i really want to do is make movies

[studyingfairy]

Thank you so much, that’s so sweet of you to say!!! 💫

A very late intro post

So, after 3-4(??) years of running this blog I’ve finally decided to make an intro post and also revamp some things around here! :)

About me 💫

My name is Judith

I’m 22 and pursuing a Masters in history in the Netherlands where I’m from

My focus is on gender history and the early modern period but I tend to just study anything I’m interested in

I’ve also studied a lot of literature and really enjoy that too!

In case you’re interested: I’m a Libra, INTJ, and a Ravenclaw

Rory Gilmore and I have the same birthday

I’ve been an avid bullet journal user for several years now, but I swing wildly between trying to make it aesthetic and trying to make it just practical

My hobbies are reading, creative writing, making music (I play the flute), watching films and tv shows, and seeing my friends

My goals 💫

Have fun with my Masters while also working hard

Establish a good work-life balance, no all-nighters or 14-hour study days here

Post more consistently!

Make some friends in this great community :)

Fav studyblrs (in no particular order) 💫

@rylie-studies @historicalemily @tbhstudying @castillos-co @philology-studies @starlightandstudies @howtoskewl @lawyerd @coffeeandpies @kaylareads @eintsein @study-harder @elleandhermione @athenastudying @peacefulheartsuniverse @stillstudies @soft-study-vibes @rin-studies-tea-with-brains

[wordsfromastranger]

I know...

I know���

I know it’s hardHard to live all by yourselfbetter than depending on someone elsewho doesn’t trust your workunder estimates your worth i know it’s hard hard to be bold in the world so coldbetter than burningin the someones shadowingwho thinks you’re weak they don’t wanna see you litI know it’s hardhard to live up to your goalbetter than working for others goalwho’s away from your shinehaven’t…

[twistedrunes]

Fire In The Belly

Prompt:  (anon) May I request something with Thomas Shelby's gf coming late and tipsy without telling him just bc she wants him to feel what she feels most of the time, angst ?

A/N: I found myself feeling soft for Tommy writing this one (I know! A miracle!) so I give you angst with some fluff. I hope you enjoy it and would love to hear what you think. (1400 words)

Warnings: Language, allusions to violence, angry words and drinking. 

pic @aranoburns - here

The house is dark and still, slipping your shoes off at the front door you tiptoe up the stairs, careful to avoid the creaky third and fifth treads. There’s no light from any of the upstairs rooms. You wonder if Tommy’s out and this whole evening has been in vain. What’s the point of staying out half the night to show Tommy what it’s like to sit at home waiting, not knowing what’s going on, when he hadn’t even been home to notice. You pause outside the door listening. Your heart sinks, he’s not home.

Maybe Lizzie was right. You wince as the memory of her words sting hot on your cheeks, words that had driven you from the office and out on the town with Ada and Jessie. Determined to give Tommy a taste of his own medicine you’d stayed out drinking and laughing until the early morning. Fighting through the fondness in your heart and the warmth between your legs that alcohol always brought to you when you thought of him. You wanted to make a point and were willing to make yourself uncomfortable to do so.

At the top of the stairs, another thought hits you, what if Tommy is out looking for you? Your heart soars at the thought before rapidly falling through the pit of your stomach. Tommy stands in the window, back to you shadow spanning the room, nearly reaching the door. You freeze. There’s a light tinkle of metal on metal, and the click of his pocket watch opening, Tommy’s head drops to look at the face. Without turning his body, he looks at you over his shoulder. You can’t see his face in the darkness until he drags on his cigarette, the red hue highlighting the angles of his face. Tommy turns back to the window without a word.

The silence stretches out between you, Tommy remains at the window, back to you, his only movement bringing the cigarette to his lips. You remain in the open doorway watching him, the fire in your belly from earlier in the evening returns.

“Say something!” Your outburst explodes into the space between you.

Tommy remains impassive, smoke rising from his cigarette in a thin stream towards the ceiling.

“Really? Tommy? You have nothing to say?”

Tommy’s body turns towards you slightly as he grinds his cigarette out in the ashtray. “What do you want me to say?” He asks calmly.

“It’s not about what I want you to say; it’s about what you want to say.” You yell.

“There’s nothing to say,” Tommy says, turning to face you and leaning back against the window sill.

“Nothing?!” You cry throwing your shoes at him. He slides to the left a little, and they miss. “Really?” Your voice rises. “After three years you have nothing to say? After years of me waiting, sitting by the phone, watching out the window, listening to the hours tick by, waiting for you to come home. Saying nothing about the blood, the bruises, the hour or your suspiciously crumpled clothes. I go out one night, one night I get drunk and have a good time with my friends, and you fucking want to end it?” You’re screaming now, crossing the room towards him angrily. “Fuck you, Tommy. Fuck off to your rescued whore and fucking stay there.”

You’re face to face with him now, his face shows no anger in return, it’s infuriating, and you have to stop yourself from slapping him. “Did you even notice I wasn’t home? Did you even care? Did you wonder where I was? Did you even consider what might have happened to me? Did you worry at all?” Your voice is wavering, you close your eyes to focus on the anger and bring it back to the surface. “All the shit I’ve put up with Tommy, and you want to end it like this? Fuck you!” You spin on your heel intending to storm off.

Tommy catches your arm, preventing your dramatic exit, turning you back to face him, before taking your shoulders in his hands. “I’m not going to fight with you sweetheart,” he says kissing your forehead gently. You bristle and struggle against him. He holds you in place and pulls you closer. “’Look at you, ‘ey all ready for a fight, you must have a belly full of rum.” His voice is warm and gently teasing.

“Don’t patronise me,” You growl, pushing your hands firmly against this chest and stepping back. “Don’t fucking, patronise me.” You repeat glaring up at him.

Tommy laughs quietly, as his hands slide down your arms and take yours “You were definitely out with Jessie and Ada weren’t you?”

“How do you know I wasn’t out with some man?” You shoot back, trying to get him to respond.

“And listening to Lizzie’s shitty gossip and lies,” he continues, eyebrow rising questioningly “yeah?” You look away. “Right, let’s sort this out then shall we?” He says leading you to the bed and sitting down. He tugs your hand gently encouraging you to do the same.

You drop down on the bed, eyes rolling and expression bored. “Fine.”

“Right, so do you want to start this again?” He asks.

“Just say what you have to say and let me get out of here.” You say defiantly, hoping you sound tougher than you feel.

“There’s nothing to say because there’s nothing to say. Of course, I would have worried if I’d come home and you weren’t here.” Tommy says, brushing his thumb over your cheek. Before you can respond, he carries on. “I wasn’t worried, because when I got to the office, late,” he concedes, stroking the backs of his knuckles over your hair. Your head drops slightly, and he opens his palm cupping your cheek. “Polly told me what Lizzie said, told me that you had left with Ada. So I knew where you were, and who you were with and I knew you were safe.” He shuffles closer and tips your chin, his nose brushing against yours before he presses his lips to yours. “So I knew.”

You shrink down into yourself, embarrassed. Tommy’s calmness quenching the fire in your belly. “I just wanted you to know what it feels like.” You admit meekly. “You don’t understand what it’s like, sitting at home, waiting.”

“Come ‘ere,” Tommy says, pulling you into his lap as he shuffles back against the headboard. He holds you against him, smoothing your hair and caressing your hip. “I do know. I worry about you, all of you, all the time. I know you worry, I know you get scared. Do you think I like being late home? Coming home to you is one of my favourite parts of my day.” He says pressing his forehead to yours, meeting your eye. “Everything I do is so I can come home to you.” He says, kissing you again. You nod, head bowed and tucked under his chin. Tommy’s arms wrap around your waist. “What are you doing listening to fuckin’ Lizzie for ‘ey?”

You shrug, “She’s always trying to keep me in the dark about where you are, and she’s so fucking smug that she knows things I don’t.”

Tommy sighs “You just have to ignore her, be the bigger person.”

“She makes that very difficult,” You sigh.

You can feel Tommy’s smile against your cheek.  “I’ll talk to her.”

“Everyone knows she wants you.” You mumble churlishly.

“I don’t want her. You’re all I want. You’re everything I need.” Tommy says taking your chin in his hand. He kisses you, hard and insistently, eye’s holding yours. The last of your anger and frustration melts away, and Tommy slides you off his lap, laying you back on the mattress and positioning himself above you. He kisses your forehead, following it quickly with a kiss to your nose and then cheeks and then everywhere else until you giggle. “There she is, my beautiful girl,” Tommy says happily.

You take his face in your hands and pull his mouth to yours kissing him hard. You’re both breathless when you break apart. The soft smile passing between you a sign everything is okay between you again. “What’s your favourite part of the day?” you ask, stroking your fingers over his cheek.

“I told you,” Tommy says kissing your palm.

“No, you said coming home was one of your favourite parts of the day. So what’s your favourite?”

“This one.”

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