#bofre

[builderfreak]

FOOOLISHSHHHHHHHH Fits'm aking me stop jort storming becahske he's mena can yuo chase Charlie for a bittttt :((( he is progjbaly sooooo scareds he neesd to see thats obmebody is coming bofr himb

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[FOOLISH Fit's making me stop jort storming because he's mean can you chase Charlie for a bit :( he is probably so scared he needs to see that somebody is coming for him]

YEAH OKAY 🔥🔥🔥 THAT POOR GUY BTW ALSO WHY IS FIT MAKING YOU STOP WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU OKAY BAD??? PLEASE BE OKAY AND IF YOURE NOT I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL BE MIGHTY EVIL TO YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️ KISSES YOUR FACE THROUGH THE COMMS N SUCH ‼️‼️‼️‼️

#yaoiverse #worstie #doozer posts #jort storm chronicles

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

Hello i heard u were looking for wtnv art requests ? I ask for the soft and silly bofr irends

SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG BUT here ya go!

Juuust a little experimental doodle, never drawn them together before so I thought I'd try a more intimate pose, also something I've never done before!

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv fanart #cecil palmer #cecil gershwin palmer #carlos the scientist #cecilos #cecil is wearing a striped onesie btw #carlos is juust sitting at a desk also #anywas im sorry its just a doodle #but iiim still kind of proud of it because again... tried something new! #anyways ty for the request! #gart

[probablycrazy]

What If Lady Florent-Tyrell had managed to officially betroth Lyonel to Aemma, bofre she got murdered?

Desmond Florent grits his teeth and works on making himself indispensible to Lyonel so that come his regency end, Lyonel keeps him around.

#BGR #fanfic

[lover-i-lover]

Sweater

you look around in your and Spencer's shared closet, runing your hand over every shirt, trying to pick a good shirt for the rainy day. It's chill out and while your appartment is heated, it's still chilly enough to need a long sleved shirt. Since your favioute sweatshirt is in the wash, you're looking for another comfortable shirt. Spencer's been called away for a missing child, so at worst, he'll be home early tomorrow, if it's good he might be home in a few hours.

You've just run your hand down your last swearer, finding the material rough and unforgiving for you today. You run a hand down over the sweater that separate your side and Spencer's side of the closet. The feeling of the soft cotton sends a shiver down your spine, that's it. That's the one you want. Spencer's dark blue, light but warm sweater. You pull the sweater off the hanger and pull it on over your t-shirt. You press your nose to the fabric, breathing in the smell of Spencer's deodorant and cologne.

You settle on te couch with a hot mug of tea. You mind wanders to the case. Spencer muttered off some details to you bofre he left this morning. A 7 year old boy went missing from a church youth program, when his mother came to get him, the program leader said his grandfather had picked him op, but the boy doesn't have a living grandarent. It's case like these that make you not want kids. You'd love to have a family with Spencer, but cases where kids go missing from safe places, they creep you out.

While you don't want the church going, white fence or classic nuclear family, you'd like a kid or two, not more then three though. The idea of a family life with Spencer, it would be tough, with his job, but you'd really love it. Life in a home with some good land and a few kids runing around outside. You sip the hot tea, bringing yourself back to your reality, there's nothing you can do to help the boy. All you can do is be there for Spencer when he comes home, to keep him ready and able to help when another boy goes missing.

You take another sip, relaxing as the liquid warms your throat and stomach, making you feel cozy and safe as you snuggle op under a blanket. You're not sure when Spencer left, it was either late last night or early this morning, it was dark out. That much you are sure of, it was dark out. You hope it's not raining where ever in the country Spencer is at the mommnet. You don't even remember if said where he was going. Does it matter though? isn't a missing kid a missing kid no matter where they are from? You finish off your mug of tea, craving for another. You drag yourself op from the couch, needing some golden goodness. As you're stirring in your milk and sugar, Spencer comes back through your front door seemingly in disstressed. You grab another cup, kowing Spencer's wil either want tea or coffee. "Hi honey" You greet, watching as Spencer drops his bag with no regard for it's safetly on the floor. "Tea?" You ask, lifting his normal coffee cup. "Yes please" He nods, sheding his shoes and jacket. You never wore shoes inside, when you told Spencer this, he insitsted he'd do it too.

"Do you-" "He wasn't alive when we got there, he was dead within the hour he was taken" Spencer sighs, joining you in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry" You mumble, pouring Spencer a cup of tea. Spencer stands behind you, tucking himself close to you as he wraps his arms around you. "It's not your fault, it's the bastered who took him fault"

"i know, but still" You say, stirring a few teaspoons of sugar into the tea. Spencer's always had a sweet tooth, sweet tea and sweet coffee are a must. "Mhmm" Spencer adknowledges your statement, resting his head in the crook of your neck. "I don't wanna think about it anymore, i'm home now" Spencer presses himself closer to you.

"Of course" You say, crading your neck to let him snuggle close to your skin. His breath on your neck makes you shiver, but you let him, knowing the scent of you always calms him. "Thank you" He mutters. You tap his arm and he let's go of you. You give him the hot mug, and he takes it, tugding to the cough with you following behind with your own tea. You sit down nex to Spencer, leaning into him slightly.

"Is that my sweater?" He asks, laying an arm around your shoulders. You find yourself flushing. "It may be" You say, setting your mug down on the small coffee table. "You look, wonderfull in it" Your reponse is muffled by Spencer leaning in and pressing his warm, sweet lips to yours. You lay a hand on his chest in surprise. It takes you a second to kiss back, grabbing his collar with one hand and wrapping your other arm around his neck. He pulls back a second, catching his breath. "Was this on purpose?" He heaves and you stramble to know what he's asking you.

After a momment you admit defeat. "If what is on purpose?" You ask, toying with his collar. His hand grabs at the fabric of your- his sweater. "You're wearing my sweater, you know how i feel about seeing you in my clothes" He mumbles, straddling your lap. You grin. "Remind me" You sneak a hand down to pull his shirt out from his slacks. He seizes your wrist, eyes staring straighet at the sweater you've got on. "Don't push it, just kiss me" Spencer demands

"Mhm, i don't know, you're not being very nice Spence" You tease, undoing his top button. You smile as your tone makes Spencer shiver. "Please kiss me?" He tries, shuffling closer to you, bringing your bodies together. His arms settle down around your waist. "Mhmm, i don't think so baby-" "Please! Please i need to kiss you y/n" He tugs at you harshly and you chuckle. "Oh, needy for me? You need me?" You tease. Spencer gives you his famous puppy eyes and you melt, you can't help it. "That is not fair, Spencer Reid" "You're not fair either" He pouts.

You sigh and drag him down into a firm kiss. His lips are sloppy on yours. You slide a hand around his back, pulling his shirt op from his pants anyway. His protests are muffled in you lips, allowing you to slip your tongue into his mouth. He softens in your lap, relaxing as you kiss him. You slide your hand op his back, feeling the soft skin. He whines at your touch, and pride swells in your chest. You love how he reacts to your touch. "Spence?" you mumble between kisses. "Yes?" He mumbles back, sliping a hand under your sweater to feel your skin for himself.

"It's wasn't on purpose, but the next time it will be" You mutter, firmly grabbing ahold of his shirt collar. "That's not fair" He whines, his mouth so close to yours that you can smell the sweet tea on his breath. "Tell me you don't want it then" You tease, hoisting his hips op closer to yours. "I can't" He gasps as his hips hit yours, grabbing on tightly to your waist. "Then quit complaining" You give your hips a small thrust into his, watching as he tries to not moan. "I'm sorry" He gulps, fingers digging into your skin so harshly you know you'll end op brusicing. "That's better" You praise. "Now tell me what you want"

"I, um"

"Use your words Spencer" You tease, watching as he blushes and tries to stammer out his answer. "I want to fuck you in my sweater" He confesses. You blush, not expecting this explicet answer. "Well" You huff, manuvering around to lay under him. Spencer follows, staying atop you. "You better get started then" You wrap your arms around his neck. "You are gonna kil me one day" He gulps, chuckling slightly. "Mhmm," You reach op and tug him down for your mouths to met again. You hook a leg op around him. "I might, but you'll like it i'm sure" You mutter in between kisses. "I love you" He whispers to you as he begins to kiss down your neck. "I love you too" You whisper back, sliding a hand op into his hair, tanggling your fingers in his soft curls. He undoes your pants, shuffling to get them off you and leave you in your underwear only. You reaching op, undoning his shirt and pulling it off him.

"Baby, if you don't hurry op and fuck me, i'm going to do it myself" You huff as he works to get his pants off. "Keep being a brat and i won't fuck you at all"

"Okay, okay, i'll be good"

"Good, because i'm gonna need you to you to hold on for a while" He says, slipping out from his boxers and tossing them on the floor. "What? Spencer that's not- hey!" You yelp as he lifts your hips and slips your underwear down to your knees. Spencer leans op, close to your face. "You heard me" He grunts. "I'm gonna take my time with you and you are gonna hold on until i give you permisson" Spencer muffles your answer in his lips and you stoamch twists. You know what taking his time means, it means he's gonna rail you six ways to sunday. And you can't wait.

#spencer reid #dr spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds y/n #gn!reader #spencer reid x reader

[2tuff]

The Resolvers | Gafieira Miami w/ Cissa Paz | Bofre | Cortadito | Miami Bloco | Diaspora Vibes | Tony & The Kings | In the past 5 days, I have seen 7 bands perform live in Miami! Reggae/Samba/Afro-Cuban/Son/Fusion/Boogaloo/Latin Funk & more… #TheResolvers #GafieiraMiami #CissaPaz #Bofre #Cortadito #MiamiBloco #dvcai #miami #kulchashok #tonyandthekings #reggae #samba #boogaloo #afrocuban #sondecuba #petertosh420 #andersonmiami #northbeachbandshell #bands #livemusic #latinfusion #funk (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcyXG2WOyG6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#theresolvers #gafieiramiami #cissapaz #bofre #cortadito #miamibloco #dvcai #miami #kulchashok #tonyandthekings #reggae #samba #boogaloo #afrocuban #sondecuba #petertosh420 #andersonmiami #northbeachbandshell #bands #livemusic #latinfusion #funk

[jakesmp]

Find this pair of Brotherhood of Railroad B of R Feather and Pen Lapel Pins in our #etsy shop: #brotherhood #railroad #bofr #featherandpen #lapelpins #jakesmp https://etsy.me/353TWQo https://www.instagram.com/p/CErqEAUncfU/?igshid=lyt3my8hln6r

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[christopherwoods]

best of jake riley

#chris wood #cwoodedit #jakerileyedit #jake riley #containment #** #bofr

[forevermidnighttexas]

Drunken Memory

This contains mature slash content.

I blame tumblr for putting the idea in my head and the plot bunnies for not leaving me alone.

This takes place after episode 5 Unearthed and is a little AU.

Manfred wasn’t sure how he’d ended up drinking with Bobo, somewhere between helping the southerner both with his wounds and talking about both their relationships, Fiji needing her time and Creek not wanting to be with a conman, they’d started throwing back whiskey and what ever else the Gypsy had in the house.

Now there were more half-empty bottles on the table and the night was pitch black.

The thing both were even less sure of was how they ended up in the Gypsy’s bed, clothes scattered across the floor, lips melded together and tongues twisted as the southerner pushed him into the mattress, pushing into the Gypsy with enough force to make the bed shake. Every touch between them a bruising caress, primal and needy.

It was a drunken high that made the world hazy and bright, chasing away the shadows and sadness.

In the morning they’d laugh it off and move on, neither of them weighed down by a drunken mistake they’d enjoyed. It was never spoken of and the only evidence that remained were the darkly bruised flesh that faded away like a memory.

Now on AO3

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11922576

#midnight texas #bofred #manfred bernardo #bobo winthrop #slash #fanfic

[cervosauream]

Hey you. Yes you. Would you mind reblogging this if you’re willing to interact with an AU multimuse blog for FE3H muses in a RWBY setting? Please and thank you! Penned by Murry! I mean, you? Me? Team BOFR? We could be great together!

#;; self promo

[irkenkinnie]

Hellp tunglr dot com. My bofre ie bd likes anime more than me. I am sitting here in $400 sexy waluigi lingerie and he can't stop watching jojo. Im cryign. Ppelase give advice.

[crispychrissy]

Chrissy, I’m loving the new chapter of BofR! I always get super excited to see a notification for a new chapter, then really sad because I devour them right away and then I have to wait again. I’m super in love with Elle! She’s cute and bubbly and I think she’s just what the reader needs to help her feel settled and accepted. Maybe she can help bridge the GAO between her and Dean, too! Though it seems that shouldn’t be too hard given their kitchen scene! Great job as usual!!💙💙💙

Haha! I know that feeling, there’s several series that get me so excited that I immediately read the entire thing (even when I’m working). Elle was fun to write and is based off a certain awesome spitfire friend of mine. She’ll be in and out throughout the rest of the series, so you won’t miss her. They are pretty much the only two women in the extended Winchester family now (aside from the staff of the house) and that bond will help both of them deal with their troubles.

Thank you so much for the lovely feedback, as always! My heart is so full. ♥

[whitnasty77]

Idk how that's comfortable but ok https://www.instagram.com/p/Bofr-VDBTJ8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1uzepngyanksl

[jakesmp]

Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: 2 Brotherhood of Railroad B of R Feather and Pen Lapel Pins #brotherhood #railroad #bofr #featherandpen #lapelpins #jakesmp https://etsy.me/2SHEHpl https://www.instagram.com/p/B_qYIMeD8kt/?igshid=1k0yy4lou0qip

#etsy #brotherhood #railroad #bofr #featherandpen #lapelpins #jakesmp

[gzyexsilesia]

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