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The Doctor

Status: Semi-hiatus

The End is the Beginning



Rose was conflicted about going, the fact that she would be around so many worried her. That and there was no guarantee she’d arrive when she intended since the TARDIS was in the process of repair. Ultimately though she couldn’t refuse him- then again when could she? “Alright, I’ll try and go, but I make no promises.”

Her brows drew together in curiosity; he had something to show her? Now she couldn’t resist that. “What is it?” Questioned Rose as she followed after him- absently taking his hand in hers as they walked.

"Of course, but try for me?"

He led her down through the garden they’d lunched in and into the next, and along an ornamental brook which wound its way through the flowerbeds beside the path. Once or twice they had to double back to avoid a gardener or another noble, but they were in no hurry and it was a warm day.

After a few minutes more Loki pulled her sideways off the path, straight into a thick rhododendron that engulfed them in thick foliage. 

"Do you remember?" It had been years for Loki. "This is where we met…"

Now they were here, all the fragments of idea in his mind disappeared, and for once he found himself short of words.

"Sigyn, I…" he began shyly, "I’ve known you for so long now, but you never seem to change. You’ve been the best friend I could have wished for…" He squeezed the hand he still held in his.

"I…" He gave up, and pressed a tentatively earnest kiss to her lips. That said it all, really. It didn’t last long, and he took a step away when they broke, embarrassed.

A smile graced her lips, “I remember everything.” She stepped closer to Loki and caressed his cheek, “the feeling is mutual.” Rose leaned forward and captured his lips in a loving kiss.

When she broke it she took his hand in her own adding, “I’ll try to be there, I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

I may need to take a legitimate hiatus, I can’t do this anymore. The stress of juggling tai-chi, gym, doctors, Role Play, and trying to pursue a writing career in TV is compromising my health. Something’s got to give.




Her climax hit her moments later as she cried against his skin, her body writhing in his arms. When he landed back on the ground her fingers caressed his wings as she slumped against his warm sweaty chest. “Wish I didn’t have to go, we could do this again. I’m going to miss you.”

Michael’s wings responded with approval at her touch by wrapping around them - mimicking a lover’s embrace. His hand gently ran through her soft hair and let out a low hum, “Likewise.” 

Victoria’s companionship and acceptance would truly be missed but, their friendship was doomed to break apart from the start. Victoria had her vendetta to fulfill and Michael needed to guide his world back to a time of peace and prosperity. It would be better to try to move on than to dwell on matters outside their control despite it being undoubtedly hard.

"Get dressed. We need to go."

Victoria didn’t listen to him at first in favor of kissing him again, “come on Michael, I think we can spare a moment or two.” She purred as she kissed him deeper.

Captain America | The Avengers & The Avengers: Age of Ultron


The trick is: Don’t fall in love


Michael played by Tom Wisdom




Victoria pulled away to bite down on his shoulder and harshly tugged his hair back to lightly suck, nip and lick his neck before moving back to his mouth.

"Michael I—" She hissed against his lips, lost in the bliss of pleasure.

That last single utterance of his name brought him over into the realm of pure ecstasy. Michael groaned against her lips as the pleasure that focused in his crotch burst into shuddering indescribable waves. He kissed her once…twice…three times as he rode his orgasm.

Michael had been overwhelmed completely by her decadent presence until all other thoughts ran dry. He had previously desired to bring about such a sensation in her; instead, it had been him who had lost himself. Michael had become intoxicated by her mere presence which was a feeling he never really experienced before. It was a confusing afterthought. Why was Victoria so different than his past lovers?

Michael reasoned that it was because this was likely the last time that they could be together in this manner and merely focused on slowing his heavily beating heart.

Her climax hit her moments later as she cried against his skin, her body writhing in his arms. When he landed back on the ground her fingers caressed his wings as she slumped against his warm sweaty chest. “Wish I didn’t have to go, we could do this again. I’m going to miss you.”


- T.R Blackthorn

Oh my god thank you for posting these!! :D


the most aggravating fans are the ones that become huge fans of a villainous character but just can’t handle the fact that the villainous character does villainous things and instead said fans invent a million assbackwards headcanons about how the villain is TOTALLY not a villain at all and is some tragic blob where nothing is their fault even up to and including murder and genocide

i am just so baffled by this


Do angels sweat?


so i finally drew these and i feel like they could be used both to summarize captain america: the winter soldier and also to represent my own reaction to the entire film (it’s been over three months. how am i still not over it. no-one knows.)