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aita-alternia · 6 months
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OK SO ONE OF THE SUBMISSIONS IN MY INBOX DEFFO DIDNT SURVIVE THE STRUGGLE WITH THE QUEUE. GRUBBLR IS ^ FUNCTIONING WEBSITE ^ND OTHER HIL^RIOUS JOKES YOU C^N TELL YOURSELF
C^N I GET SOME o7'S FOR THE OLIVE WHO STR^IGHT UP KILLED ^ GUY
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eversall · 6 years
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tagged by @magnusragnor! this is  one of the most interesting tag games i’ve seen in a while so! here we go. 
If I were a(n)…
month: october day: thursday planet: mars god or goddess: hermes sea animal: shark piece of furniture: ...table flower: jasmine weather: cloudy early mornings color: plum emotion: passion fruit: raspberry element: fire place: los angeles taste: salty sweet scent: jasmine body part: knuckles
tagging: @raphsantiagay @softjimon @magnsbeans @simonlewhiss @sunlewis @zombiejace @vexedcer @ghostlyjimon @scarysimon
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ripariansoliloquy · 3 years
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2105 hrs | 6th february, 2021 | day 57/100
hudru falls, ranchi.
song of the day : mere sapno ki rani // kishore kumar
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rustandruin · 4 years
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A very important PSA for anyone else who wasn’t alerted to the fact that Ana de Armas wore a suit to the Knives Out premiere in London. 
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After a long day of working at the Maid Cafe for the 3rd day of the convention, there's nothing you'd like more than to get out of your work costume. Too bad the Mad Trigger Crew boys have other plans and request some special service that only their favorite maid can satisfy. [Gangbang and bukkake]
WELCUM 2 THE DIVISION GOSHUJINSAMAS
“So pouty--I thought such a pretty, faithful maid would be happy to get the tips they deserve~”
A wicked emerald glint was reflected beneath the clear lens of a pair of glasses, matched by a devious grin that formed in tandem as Jyuto spoke down to you. As he stood right by from where you were unceremoniously sitting, his words were followed by the indulgent, taunting drag of the tip of his cock against your cheek, making sure to smear and spread his cum over your skin.
Whatever biting remark you had to say in response failed to form in mind, not while your senses were overloaded by being made to bounce upon the massively long and thick dick of Riou while he lied beneath you, your waist trapped within his sturdy grip as he plunged in and out of your core, low and gruff groans escaping him with every thrust.
And even if you were able to grasp onto your words, having your mouth stuffed to the brim with Samatoki’s cock as he bucked his hips against your face while keeping a firm grip on the lacy headband atop your head with a handful of your hair made speaking impossible.
At least, up until he pulled out while letting out the husky demand of “Oi, look at your master”. The moment your eyes gazed up to meet his, you soon saw flashes of pearly white as he proceeded to cum over your face, streaks of his release undoubtedly landing on your headpiece with a few drops upon the front of your dress.
You let out a squeak at the thought of being reprimanded by your cafe manager, but you were soon left speechless as Riou proceeded to start fucking you faster upon his imminent release while a snickering Jyuto seized the opportunity that your surprise provided to claim your mouth and slide his cock into your parted lips.
“Hey now, don’t look so pissy over your costume. We’ll be more than happy to buy you plenty more,” Samatoki teased while catching his breath, all while he reached down to drag his cum over your cheeks. Crouching down, his lips hovered by your ear as he remarked with certainty, “A good maid can’t be serving their masters in the same old thing all the time, right?”
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I found these sitting around in my doc with all the things I’ve written and thought to put it up so you all have a bit more to read. I hope you enjoy this random assortment of fluffy headcanons! (This was also written quite some time ago…please don’t expect too much)
Riou Mason Busujima
He’s not really the type to tell you how he feels with words; he relies more on his actions to let you know how much he loves you
It’s in the little things that let you know how much he cares. It's in his insistence to walk you all the way to your door when he takes you home or the random calls he makes to check in on how you're doing; you have to read between the lines a bit
That said, if you need vocal confirmation of his affections, he’ll tell you as many times as you need to. It doesn’t really embarrass him to straightforwardly say he loves you, so if you need that reassurance, he’s more than happy to give it
No matter how often you need that sort of reassurance, whether it’s constantly or just on off days, he’s always willing to give it if you need it
Probably has the nicest, warmest hugs. His embrace is definitely comforting and makes you feel safe  
Super reliable and will help you with anything you need so long as it’s within his power to do so. He's also the sort to be happy when you do rely on him, even for little things
Lots of comfortably quiet moments together, though he doesn’t mind if you want to talk about whatever is on your mind to fill the silence either
Does that thing where he hugs you from behind, likely followed by a smooch, especially if he's been starved of your affection lately
Sometimes gets overwhelmed with how much he loves and adores you and will just. randomly kiss you. Temple kisses, forehead kisses...all sorts of kisses. he isn't the best with being outwardly affectionate but sometimes his love for you just overflows and he has the urge to kiss you, so he does
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imaginemic · 4 years
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Can you write a drabble where Riou finds the reader weak and near-death in the middle of the woods and then he takes them back to his campsite and takes care of them maybe?
It had to have been days already - separated from your group with the survival instinct of a city rat you were starving and had fallen down into a gully with no way to get out.  Resting sitting on a rock by the water - the sun beating down on you felt like you were just going to die there. Die and dry up like a fish on a salt block.
“Hey,” You looked around, watching as the bushes rustled and a man came out - pulling his gun over his shoulder, “Why are out here?”
You opened your mouth to answer - but with the surprise that the redhead stranger set in you, just blinked dumbly at him. Shaking your head, trying to make sure he was really there and not a delusion, made your vision blur and you lost your balance, slipping off the rock and going under the water. You struggled as you felt something wrap you, thinking it was the rough current, but you were pulled out and carried to the bank. The man, his hair glowing with the sun behind him, looked like a goddamn angel and you weren’t even sure if he was real at this point. Maybe you were dying and he was the angel taking you to where you needed to go. You closed your eyes, deciding that whatever the hell was happening was better than knowingly killing yourself with your lack of survival skills.
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You woke up with a gasp, a warmth spreading through your body as you were washed with warmed water - the man who carried you smiling softly as he pressed a cloth to your forehead.
“You need to eat a little before I can give you more,” He pushed a metal plate towards you, a small portion of chopped vegetables and meat were piled in the middle. You didn’t question it - you were starving and any kind of food was welcomed, “I had to undress you so you didn’t get sick from being wet, I hope you don’t mind.”
He was an angel, you thought with a smile and you shook your head.
“I’m sorry for causing you trouble,” You said and you could have sworn his laugh was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard in your life.
“It’s no trouble at all,” He offered you water and you took it with a quiet thank you, “I’ve been trying to find you for the last two days, I saw your prints when I was hunting. I’m surprised you didn’t find my camp.”
“I’m not very good at navigating and then I fell, so I was just waiting to die out there,” You handed him the now empty plate, your stomach growling for more and he quickly made you another serving - from the pot over the fire. It was nice, whatever it was and you felt at ease with the man.
“I understand,” He gave you an uncomfortable smile, “I forgot to introduce myself, I am Riou.”
Riou, you repeated it and he gave you a nod, “Thank you, Riou.”
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ive always been warned of people who wanted to tear into me, to break me, to watch me fray and fall apart.
i was never told that i could be one of those people.
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acethehappyanon · 5 years
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'Queue make me happy'.
Hmmm, I like this one too! Why is this so hard?! Oh! What about something like ‘Queue the positivity’? I also just thought of like ‘queue-rious (something)” yknow, like curious? does that make sense? lmfao I feel like someone with one of those maps with tons of red pins on it trying to link stuff together
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trash-llama · 4 years
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Tumblr wont let me access my queue, so I’m a little curious (queue-rious? sorry) as to whether or not it will post as normal. Hmm..
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hyphypmic · 5 years
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MTC + MTR: Blind
Anon asked: AnMTC+MTR with an s/o who got into an accident and was left temporary blind? And s/o is so upset she wanted to kill herself?
Hey hey! Sure!
Samatoki
He would hug you and might actually cry as well because he doesn’t want to lose you
And he blames himself for the accident and he swears that you can get through this
And he’s angry at himself, but not at you and deffo gives you the space you need
But his initial reaction is to just hug and hold you and make you feel loved and important
Then he tells like a story of when he was starting out, he got attacked by a hypmic and when he woke up his vision was so blurry that he like panicked and kept running into shit and he hated it because he was humiliated in a way
But now he like channels that kind of experience to become stronger and he swears you can do it too
Jyuto
He probably would take your hand and kiss it and beg you not to end your life
Then he would shower you with compliments and swear that you’re not useless blind because you still have the other four senses
And then he tells you like how sometimes he’s insecure about his glasses because they’re such a high grade that he confesses he’s considered legally blind, he just never told you
And if he does tell someone, he’s afraid he’d be called a loser because he was bullied as a kid because of it
So either he does be your eyes or like takes off his glasses so he can have a real conversation with you while he can’t exactly see you
Riou
Would literally immediately stand up and blindfold himself and doesn’t take it off until you can see
Like he had this as a training exercise so that he could navigate in the dark and he doesn’t necessarily need to see threats to anticipate them
And you can hear things clattering and falling and Riou’s low swears, but he doesn’t complain
So it powers you through not complaining and all that
And he pushes you to keep pushing on with life and tells you that blindness is an asset sometimes because you can see what people usually ignore when they’re in a situation in which they only consider visual queues
Jakurai
Tells you a story about when he was an assassin and his master literally blinded him with some sort of acid that left him temporarily blind for a really long time
And even when he got his sight back, like completely, he still felt like there were things he couldn’t see so he doesn’t like relying on his eyes too much anymore
And like during the time when he was blind, he really fought (literally) through it and learned to be familiar with his surroundings
But of course he told you that it sucked ass, that it was terrible for him and he absolutely hated it and he was so ready to give up because it hurt everytime he blinked, or sometimes he would forget to blink
And he gets it really, but he says that when you can see, that’s when you actually have true sight and he just encourages you to keep going
Doppo
Panics really and just grips your hands tight and like screams at you to not give up because he is sure as hell not giving up on you
And like he loves you so much that he would hate to see your brilliant spark go out
And he still sees you and how strong you are despite the fact that you can’t see for a bit
And he’s angry at himself and sorry he wasn’t able to prevent it and all that
But he figures that it wouldn’t help you if he blames himself so he just focuses on making you smile instead
Hifumi
Hugs you tight and swears that you will get better
Like he can’t say or do anything that will make you feel better, but he promises that you will get better and it’s just for a bit
And he’s like telling you that you’re not useless and you’re still that brilliant badass person he fell in love with
And like he doesn’t want you to go because then that would mean he wasn’t able to make you happy even if you’re blind and he always wants you to make you feel like you’re on top of the world
He just wants to see you smile and that’s enough for him, so he focuses all his attention on that
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queerava · 5 years
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its finally done!!!!!! im so proud of myself haha
anyways ive uploaded this on yt on my channel queue rious so you might wanna go there if you want a more in-depth analysis about the oumas
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eversall · 7 years
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Idk if you've already written this but can you write a fluffy jimon first date fic?
it’s happening!!!! lmao i love that all the new prompts i get now have specific genres. IT’S LIT, AND I KNOW I CAN’T MESS THIS UP TOO BADLY
side note: i wanna say that it should go without saying, but i’m a pretty chill person and always encourage people to come off anon and be my friend. i understand if you don’t want to - i have anon turned on, i mean i’m fine with it - but i’ve noticed an increase in anon prompts and i just wanna make it very clear that i’m super friendly and don’t bite!!
Jace is just about ready to call the whole thing off. 
“Gotta arrange these better.” Clary fusses, fluffing the baby’s breath in the bouquet of flowers he’s holding. “This color gradient’s all off.” 
“I paid a hell of a lot of money for dead plants.” Jace grumbles. “I think the color gradient’s fine.” 
“You’re not the one with the art degree.” Izzy warns, coming forward and yanking his arm towards her. 
“Clary doesn’t have one either.” Jace protests, confused as Izzy yanks out her stele and beings to trace something across his forearm. “Is that - stamina?” 
“Better to be safe than sorry.” his sister says calmly, and Jace groans. 
“I’m not going to have sex with him on the first date.” He says, a little too loudly. Lindsey pauses from where she’s on one of the monitors and gives him a strange look, and Raj is doubled over a rack of blades, wheezing with laughter. 
“So great to know.” Alex says sardonically, smirking as he saunters over. He waves his phone at Jace. “I was just getting on Magnus’ case because he, Raphael, and Luke are making a big deal out of Simon getting ready, but apparently I don’t have a leg to stand on. You’re all just as bad.” 
“Look who’s talking.” Izzy says, laughing as Alec casually straightens a wrinkle in Jace’s button-down and adjusts his collar.
“Are we all done?” Jace asks crossly. “Can I go on my private date now?” 
“Oh, it’s so sweet when children grow up.” Clary sighs, pretending to wipe away a tear as she steps back. Jace groans, louder. 
“Fray, are you giving my boyfriend a hard time?” a voice calls, and Jace turns, relieved, to see Simon. He pauses for a moment, stunned, as Simon walks up to him with a grin on his face. 
Simon looks so good, the top few buttons of his soft purple henley unbuttoned. He’s got a dark black jacket on that Jace swears he’s seen on Magnus before, and his hair looks windswept. Jace wants to put his hands all over Simon and wreck him, wear out the stamina rune that Izzy’s so helpfully provided. At the same time, he also wants to hold Simon’s hand and take him on a picnic or something equally awful and sweet. It’s horrible, but Jace can’t find it in him to do anything but smile like an idiot and hand Simon the flowers, leaning in to brush a kiss against his cheek. 
“Hey.” Jace says lowly, and Simon’s eyes are bright as he regards Jace and hands over his own bouquet, which Jace takes and smiles stupidly at. 
“I see we both went for a traditional approach.” Simon comments, and they both consider the two bouquets. “Thought I’m not sure what to do with these now. I did not think this far ahead.” 
“Classic Lewis.” Jace sighs, then jerks his head to Izzy. “I don’t have these nerds here for nothing.” 
“No glove, no love, and make sure to use the stamina rune.” Izzy says sweetly in retaliation as she and Alec tug the bouquets out of their hands. “We’ll put these in water; go enjoy yourselves.” Simon flushes at the comment about the stamina rune, and Jace rolls his eyes. 
“I don’t kiss and tell.” He hollers at his siblings before he holds a hand out to Simon. “Shall we?” 
Simon laces their fingers together, rubbing his thumb briefly across Jace’s knuckles. “Where are we going?” 
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” 
“Jace, I’m driving. I have to know.” Simon says patiently. 
“I’ll get my license soon.” Jace grumbles, and Simon laughs. “We’re going to Central Park.” 
“It’s nearly midnight.” 
“So?” Jace looks at him, using his free hand to push his hair out of his face. “Perfect for stargazing.” 
“Oh my god, this is New York. Have you ever heard of something called light pollution?” 
“You are so determined to make this not romantic.” Jace teases gently, nudging Simon and grinning. Simon cuts him a flat look, and Jace laughs. “I checked with Meliorn, and he set up a place with his magic to let us see the stars.” 
“Wait, seriously?” Simon asks, stopping on the sidewalk in front of his garish van. Jace eyes the van warily. 
“I can’t believe I’m constantly riding in this monstrosity.” He says, shaking his head. “But yeah.” 
“Respect the wheels.” Simon says absently, still staring at Jace. “How did you get Meliorn to help you?” 
Jace shrugs, shifting uncomfortable. “Meliorn has a soft spot for romance.” Simon continues to stare at him, and Jace sighs, relenting. “He thinks its hilarious that another Shadowhunter is dating a Downworlder, and he’s encouraging it because, and I quote, he ‘cannot wait to see the Clave’s constipated expressions when they learn of their precious half-angel with a vampire’.”
Simon laughs at that, throwing his head back and leaning against the van. Jace half-smiles, more occupied with the way the moonlight traces a silver glow across Simon’s cheeks and neck. 
“Wait, that’s so great.” Simon says, still chuckling. “It’s Meliorn’s version of a fuck you, that’s so cute - are you listening? You’re staring at me weird.” He says, pausing as Jace licks his lips. Jace can’t take his eyes off of the way the light is falling perfectly across Simon, illuminating his figure and turning him into something angelic. He takes a step closer, swaying forward into Simon’s space. 
“You’re impossible.” Simon says fondly before he lifts his free hand to cradle Jace’s cheek and bridges the distance between them, pressing his lips to Jace’s. It’s not their first kiss, but it feels just as wonderful, just as new and bright, warmth exploding like fireworks behind Jace’s closed eyes. 
He presses closer, letting go of Simon’s hand, and instead winds his arms around Simon’s waist, pulling their bodies flush together. Simon makes a low, delighted noise, and traces his tongue across the seam of Jace’s lips; Jace obediently parts his mouth and lets Simon twine their tongues together, his breathing ragged. He feels like he’s floating, riding a soft high that consists entirely of Simon’s body tangled with his, Simon’s skin faintly cool beneath his hands, the noises that Simon makes echoing like a symphony around them. 
He finally breaks the kiss when breathing becomes a problem, sucking in deep lungfuls of air as Simon watches him with half-lidded eyes, his lips faintly shining with spit. 
“That stamina rune might actually come in handy.” Simon says, his voice rough, and Jace laughs, burying his face in Simon’s shoulder and relishing in the feeling for just a moment. 
“I want to do this right.” Jace says, finally drawing back and pressing a tiny kiss to Simon’s forehead. “I’m gonna woo the fuck out of you, Lewis.” 
“You sap.” Simon says, but he’s laughing too as he drags Jace around to the passenger side and opens the door. “Ready for our date, then?” 
“Yeah.” Jace says, bringing Simon’s hand to his lips and brushing a kiss across his knuckles. Simon blushes violently, covering his face with his free hand. Jace grins, slow and predatory, and Simon’s eyes widen. “Yeah.” 
(It’s a really cute date, up until the bushes rustle and they whirl around, weapons drawn, to find a sheepish wolf regarding them, accompanied by Izzy and Clary.
“It’s 2017 and privacy is apparently a myth!” Simon hollers, chasing a laughing Luke down as Jace groans and quietly bemoans the fact that they’re all way too co-dependent.)
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exitiumparit · 6 years
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Had a loooooooong ass day at work so I’m watching Inglo/rious Bast/erds to watch some Nazis die. Because. Y’know. Sometimes you just gotta.
Gonna queue as many replies as I can for the rest of the film before diving into homework.
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rustandruin · 4 years
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HDM FAN WEEK: DAY 2
Lyra’s Oxford
One of my favourite things about this book is that it gives us a glimpse of Lyra and Pan several years after The Amber Spyglass, and lets us go on another adventure with her again. I love it when books have “additional materials” and the fact that this comes with not only a map of “Lyra’s Oxford,” but also little souvenirs from Mary and Will’s world is such a treat. It’s proof that a character’s life can continue even after the story I’ve read has ended. 
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keepingwatch · 9 years
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