#broken 2012

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

IGNORANCE WAS BLISS

KINKTOBER DAY 27 - SOMNOPHILIA WITH MIKE KIERNAN

Pairing.| Mike Kiernan x fem!reader

Summary.| Mike makes love to you when you're dead asleep, because that's the only time you'll love him.

Warnings.| Dubcon, noncon, somnophilia, p in v, accidental cream pie, stalking, peeping tom, mike's obsessed.

Word count.| .7k

It was a long, stressful, draining day for Mike. Somehow he ended up at the pub to relieve his tormented mind. A few too many beers later, his mind was completely focused on you. He missed you and needed to be buried deep inside of you, as soon as possible. However, there was one issue. You had broken up a couple of months ago. The chances of getting back together was a cloudy topic, but Mike was in love with you. The completely smitten man was doing everything to prove his devotion to you, but his patience had worn thin recently. 

You still wanted to be with him, he was certain. That’s why you never asked for your key back. Quietly, the key slid perfectly into the lock and the door clicked open. Never did he come here drunk, so Mike didn’t realize how heavy he was breathing or how loud his footsteps were as he stumbled to your bedroom. 

You’ve suffered from insomnia and were prescribed sleeping pills about midway throughout your relationship. So every night, you were out like a light as you held onto Mike like a baby. Mike missed that sensation, he dreamt of it, he craved it immensely. 

The first time, he just watched you, until the sun crept through the curtains. The second time, he laid on the bed beside you and breathed in your sweet scent. It wasn’t until the fifth time that he remembered the touch of your warmth. 

In his defense, he believed that you subconsciously wanted it. You never slept with such easy access, yet now that he secretly visits you, you happen to? A part of you was aware that he was here. A bigger part of you missed him as much as he missed you.  

He fell onto the bed and crawled up beside you. After he placed a couple of sloppy kisses on your cheek, he unbuckled his belt. You only wore a night dress, your cunt completely accessible. After a couple minutes of foreplay with his digits, accompanied by your sweet moans, Mike slipped his member inside of you. 

“Mike…” you murmured. 

You liked to dream of him, that much he knew. 

“It’s me honey” he exhaled in satisfaction as his hips slowly rocked inside of you. 

Your walls clenched in rhythm, similar to the motion of breathing in and out of a paper bag. A kiss would be planted on a new inch of your skin, he had to be careful not to accidentally leave a hickey. You groaned out as his hips snapped in harsher than usual. Mike’s head shot up in fear, the rest of his body completely still, but his heart rate slowed down as you remained unconscious. 

Without a second thought, Mike continued on. The bed creaked in rhythm to his light moans. It was extraordinary with how you’d stay asleep. Especially when he felt you orgasm around him. 

“Mis-h yo-uu Mike” you mumbled your confession into the pillow. 

Another kiss is placed on your jawline. Then he nuzzled his head against yours, hands intertwined with one another. 

“Do you love me?” he whispered softly into your ear. 

“Mhmmm” you hummed, a gentle smile on your lips. Mike smiled widely, his cock twitched against your walls, he was nearly there. “Love you… so much” you purred, which made his eyes widen. It was the first time you had actually said it, he didn’t realize how solacing it would sound. 

In the spur of the moment, Mike’s thrusts rapidly pounded into you until he suddenly stilled. He grunted out as his seed shot deep into your womb, simultaneously to him sucking on your shoulder. Mike mumbled how madly in love he was with you. How he was prepared to do anything for you.  

Mike panted out as his head collapsed onto the pillow. His eyes fluttered as he squeezed your hip. When he shifted his hips back a little bit, Mike froze in fear. The realization crashed over him, he had finished inside of you. Every time he had painted your thighs, that was easy to clean up, to hide his tracks. 

But this would be almost impossible to do without waking you up. He could already feel his cum trickle out of you. Were you even still on birth control? Mike gulped heavily, sobriety ran through him like a train. How the fuck was he supposed to get out of this?

[skintyfiia]

god bless cillian in broken (2012)

[staiyn]

A bit late but my christmas present to the cillian fandom

Warning- could get a bit freaky

[cillianmesoftlyyy]

Academic Validation | Mike Kiernan x fem!student

Summary: The principal pays Mr. Kiernan a visit after school to ask after a promising young student.

Warnings: FLUFF! I made this for me and the other girlies who crave male-academic validation lol. The student isn't actually in this story, she's just talked about but she isn't there to hear it.

word count: 1186k

Hello My Old Heart- The Oh Hellos 🎶

Not proof read, sorry folks!

Mike Kiernan shuffled through a short stack of student papers on his desk. His gradebook was sitting open in front of him as his fingers worked down the pile. 

“Mr. Kiernan?” A man knocked on the gray door frame and poked his head into the classroom. Kiernan jumped slightly when he saw the principal at the door but laughed it off and beckoned him inside his empty classroom. 

“I’m glad I caught you alone,” the principal started. 

“Oh?” Kiernan chuckled as he watched the principal move a seat in front of the teacher’s desk and sit. 

“I had some questions about a student and you seem like the best person to ask.”

“Which student?” Kiernan asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He pulled open his desk drawer and slid his finger across the row of labeled folders. 

“Y/N Y/L/N,” the principal responded and crossed his legs, “she’s up for an award at graduation. I said I’d talk to you first and try to get a recommendation from a teacher that knew her best.” 

“Oh, well I wouldn’t say that. Though she has been in most of my seminars.” The teacher laughed and found the file with the student’s name written across the top. 

“Well,” Kiernan started and opened the file on top of his gradebook, “what exactly do you want to know?” His blue eyes looked gray through the thick lenses of his horn-rimmed glasses. 

“What kind of student is she? What kind of stuff have you noticed about her as you’ve taught her?” The principal offered. 

He smiled at his boss before looking at Y/N’s file for a moment in silence. 

“Well I wrote her college recommendation letters.” 

“Oh, really?”

“Mhm.” 

“She’s going to NYU, right?”

“Oh yes, she’s done well for herself.” 

Awkward silence fell between them again and Kiernan glanced out the window for a moment. He sniffed and pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose.

“Well in regard to her ability as a student, she’s one of the most talented students I’ve ever had. She engages in class and tries her best to contribute even if she doesn't understand the reading…”

Mr. Kiernan stared off into the distance as he recalled the girl. She was a memorable student, one that he’d miss having in class to make the hour-long period less awkward. When his questions fell flat and he was met with silence, the girl always raised her hand hesitantly and tried to answer. She had a remarkable sense of empathy, the ability to understand his job as a teacher and extend simple gestures of support. She was a beautiful person, inside and out. 

“She's an exceptionally bright young woman,” Kiernan started again and cleared his throat, “her last essay for my seminar was on Atonement, talented writer. She wrote about the ethics of lying in memory. There were of course parts I didn’t agree with but her argument was strong and well-researched. Things like that are always promising in a young student’s work.

“She’s going to do great things, I’m sure of it. We’re holding her back here. She’s better than my class, she’s just itching to be better somewhere else.”

“You obviously think very highly of her,” the principal smiled and folded his hands together. “What about her personality? The award considers who she is as a person outside of class, how she carries herself in other parts of academics.”

Kiernan bit his lip and tented his hands in front of his puffy lips. He could see her picking up her backpack and fixing the hem of her skirt as she stood up from her desk. He loved the way that she flicked her eyes up to his to make sure he didn’t see her fix her wedgie. She stayed after class sometimes to ask him questions and academic advice. 

I don’t know what to do after college, Mr. Kiernan.

That’s ok, Miss Y/L/N. Barely anyone does. I didn’t. 

I think I may want to be a teacher like you. 

You can, or you can strive to be even better.

But I want to be like you. 

You flatter me, Miss Y/L/N, but I know you’re capable of doing better. 

But who says being a teacher isn’t ‘better?’

I do. 

She was insecure sometimes, especially academically. He noticed quickly in the school year that she flushed bright red if he agreed with her during discussions, as if she was surprised that she had gotten the question right. She wanted to learn and get better but she was afraid to make mistakes. 

“She’s a bright student, as I’ve said, but she’s also humble and even insecure sometimes. She doesn’t think she’s as smart as she is which makes me sad sometimes as an educator. My job is to encourage confidence in the children I teach.”

“Right,” the principal nodded.

“She’s kind and passionate about the topics she feels drawn to in the literature we read. She’s a very kind young woman. She helps students outside of class and spends most of her free time reading in the library. She’s the kind of student that every teacher wants.”

She was always nervous to talk to him, nervous to be natural. It was sweet, tenderly sweet. She tried her best not to stand out too much in class but her questions and thoughts were too different not to be unique. Her mind worked in incredible ways. He bragged about her to the other teachers. She was just wonderful. 

“She’s just going to blow us all away. I don’t know which award she’s up for but I’m sure she deserves it. She’d honor the award as it deserves to be. I am so so proud of her.” He smiled politely and closed the student’s file. The principal nodded and sighed. He stood up and shook Mr. Kiernan’s hand before stepping up to the door. 

“Well thank you for speaking with me, I think you’ve just made my job very easy.” 

“I’m glad I could be of some help.” 

Mr. Kiernan watched as the principal left his classroom and stared at the student’s file that was still closed in front of him. He leaned back in his chair and massaged the sore points above his eyebrows. 

Was it appropriate to say that he was going to miss having her in his class next year? Perhaps he had taken her for granted. He might never have a student like her again. His thoughts ran away from him as he stared at the empty desks in front of him. If it weren’t for the professional barrier between them, he would have told her how much he admired her talent and skill. He’d written as much in her college recommendation letter, and so others had started to notice it too, he guessed. She was the kind of student a school takes for granted. He hoped that he would never take her for granted and put the file back with the others. A sentimental smile tugged at his lips as he closed the drawer and returned to grading. 

[srryaboutallthatnoise]

This movie is DIABOLICAL and i am never ever watching it again

10/10

[ladyalatariel]

CILLIAN MURPHY as Mike Kiernan in Broken (2012) | dir. Rufus Norris

[yrli8]

ranking all of cillian’s film roles

@a-mushroom-cloud​ and I finally completed Cillian's filmography! In this presentation we report our learnings by ranking all his roles, using a methodology that is ABSOLUTELY scientific, objective and statistically sound (lol nope)

// Overview //

We’d love to hear what you think! Also, head over to this poll to vote for your favorite!

looong post w/ detailed analysis under the cut

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That's a wrap! Thank you for making all the way to the end. Let us know your hot takes and don't forget to vote in this poll!

8/8/2023 EDIT: updated Oppenheimer slide

[nohr-selphias]

cillian murphy in Broken (2012) i need you rn