or do they stay cold

official ranking of every dog emoji on emojipedia 🐕

A beautiful shibe. A good boy who wants to shake a paw. 10/10 would shake

A cute little pupper. Possibly wearing some sort of doggy earmuffs because it’s winter and his ears get cold. You do you lil pupper! Stay warm out there! 10/10 would cuddle to warm up

A handsome doggo going for a walk. Don’t know what happened to his other front leg, but he seems happy. 10/10 would give belly rubs.

Looks like a plastic dog toy, except the head was swapped with a different larger plastic dog toy and just popped on. 10/10 would still play with.

Looks like a fridge magnet. I like the tail floof though. 10/10 would put on my fridge

Cave painting doggo. 15000BCE/10

Somebody just told this dog that he’s a good boy. And they’d be right, he is. 10/10

Simple, not really realistic, but gets the point across. Looks like it was designed by a child. 10/10 would draw in elementary school.

A cute little fella doing his thing. 10/10

Adorable! 10/10 blep, would give many head pats and ear scratches

Ready for anything. 10/10 would go hiking/camping in the mountains with.


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Room enough for two

This is based on a prompt that went through shittycarryonaus at some point I think? And people were saying they wanted to see it done but as far as I can tell nobody ever wrote it. AU where there is only one bed.

For @snowbaz-feda day 5.


It was fine in first year.

I mean, it was never really fine, Baz hated me from the moment we met, and now I was expected to spend the next eight years sharing a bed with him. Turns out there was a downside to having the biggest room in Mummers House, since it wasn’t originally supposed to be for students and apparently no-one had thought to bring in two separate beds, and no matter how much I bugged the Mage, it never seemed to get done. Eventually I just accepted it.

Anyway. It was fine in first year. We were eleven years old and it was a huge double bed. We’d curl up on opposite sides with our backs to each other, pretending the other one wasn’t there. Once we stopped fighting over it and Baz stopped trying to intimidate me into sleeping on the floor, it was easy enough to get used to it.

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City lights.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: All these years together, and you had to fall in love before he goes.

Warnings: Angst

Words: 5022

A/N: Real life is taking away the best of me. So I needed to write, even though my brain doesn’t let me. Have fun with this little story. I also recommend you guys to listen to this before or while reading it for a major effect.

A special thanks to Jade (@brighterlights ) for being my beta reader, who has spent a valuable amount of time helping me with my grammar mistakes and poor phrasing. Thank you so much for being this awesome and kind, I appreciate you tons.♥ 

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

It was one of those unusual nights where cold beers end up losing their freshness after being left on the coffee table for way too long. Those nights that remain unnoticed on the electricity bill at the end of the month. Those nights when the alarm sounds, you’re already awake. Yes, they were exceptional nights. But so typical when he was involved in them.

His presence in your life was sporadic, but his memory was splattered all around you. You had pictures, stolen hoodies, his old dog tags, and diaries saved in a tiny box hidden under your bed. He even said once that your place was the best for him to hide his heart because nobody would search for it outside the battlefield.

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“Keep a weather eye on the horizon,” he whispers. His eyes linger on her lips, her face.

Before she can say anything else, he turns away.

The Dutchman is long gone when she finally moves.

Finally can move.

As the night grows darker around her, she forces her eyes away from the horizon, and slowly backs away.

She starts looking.

Elizabeth was not brought up to believe in legends and mythical stories, but if there’s anything the last couple of years have taught her, it’s that the world beholds far more secrets than her mind can even begin to imagine.

She reads, listens, asks about every tale, every rumor. None of them is what she’s looking for, but she doesn’t stop.

Before she can go any further, she falls sick. It’s not a surprise, she thinks, given the amount of travel, of sleepless nights wondering what the sea is doing to him as she lays awake, his beating heart next to her.

Still, on the third day, she knows no sickness has found her.

She cries, her own heart torn between a joy she’s rarely known, and the pain at the idea that Will won’t even know that he’s a father before his child has grown to be a small man.

(She doesn’t know why she thinks she’s expecting a son, really. She simply does.)

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James: Hey, could you hold this for me?

Aleks: Yeah sure.




Aleks: That’s your hand…

Downright Neighborly; Part Two

Fandom: WWE/TNA

Pairing: Jeff Hardy/Female Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Thirst Party Saturday Crew, welcome aboard our jaunty ship once again! Tagging our usual suspects, the Prince Of Badasses @toxiicpop, Strowman’s Maestro @hardcorewwetrash and the All-Seeing Polaris @oraclegazes!

(Also I apologize, but due to my laptop losing its mind every time I try to tag people I’m going to abandon the ‘new tagees’ list. I am so sorry everyone! D: ) Enjoy!

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  • Qrow: It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas~~
  • Winter: Qrow, I swear to god, it is the middle of July.
  • Qrow: But just look around us!
  • Winter: Yes my name is Winter and you are, for the time being, living in my house, which has a lot of white furniture. That doesn't mean it's funny to sing christmas carols.
  • Qrow: Fine, fine. So where's the bathroom.
  • Winter: Down the hall and to the right. Anywhere else you need to know the location of?
  • Qrow: How do I get up on the rooftop, click click click?
  • Winter: *Slowly clenches her fists, audibly crinkling the paper she's holding.
  • Winter: Qrow, do you know why you're staying here?
  • Qrow: Cause baby it's cold outside?
  • Winter: No, because you need to conceal your location for the time being so the enemy doesn't know where you are. Your life is at risk. This is no laughing matter, which means no more jokes.
  • Qrow: Okay, okay...
  • Winter: ........
  • Qrow: ...... *Opens mouth to speak, but then closes it*
  • Winter: ......
  • Qrow: .......
  • Winter: Okay fine, one more, but this the last one.
  • Qrow: Really?
  • Winter: Yes.
  • Qrow: *Points to a family portrait, moving his finger from Weiss, to Winter, to their mother*
  • Qrow: Ho Ho Ho
  • Winter: *Knees him in the fucking groin*
  • Aries: Shout out to the people that don’t know what the opposite of in is!
  • Taurus: I had a crazy dream last night. I was swimming in an ocean of orange soda. Turns out it was just a Fanta sea...
  • Gemini: My sister bet that I couldn’t build a car out of spaghetti. You should’ve seen her face when I drove pasta..
  • Cancer: I used to hate maths but then I realized decimals have a point.
  • Leo: I’m close friends with 25 letters of the alphabet, I don’t know y...
  • Virgo: I don’t trust stairs because they’re always up to something...
  • Libra: What kind of concert only costs 45 cents? A 50 Cent concert featuring Nickelback.
  • Scorpio: Had an argument with my friend 5 years after i super glued his phone to his hand, he just couldn’t let it go...
  • Sagittarius: I want to be cremated as it is my last hope for a smoking hot body.
  • Capricorn: What do you do when you are cold? Stay in the corner, it’s about 90 degrees there.
  • Aquarius: Did you hear about the restaurant on the moon? I heard the food was good, but it had no atmosphere.
  • Pisces: Rick Astley will let you borrow any of his Pixar collection DVDs but he will never give you Up.
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anonymous asked:

the anon who asked for "phantom hands" is most likely talking about Dorian and his phantom hands... if ya know what I mean. Total Manorian Kink


I’m a sucker for Manorian kink oml

Manon stared across the long, wooden table in the Adarlan meeting room, bored out of her mind. Since the Crochan Queen had regained the Wastes once more and continued to build it, she had gone in an alliance with her lover, Dorian. As a consequence, she had to attend the many meetings that Dorian holds in order to keep up to date with the new information about trade and other alliances from other kingdoms. 

Manon could easily send one of her Thirteen to attend and report back to her. But, she had to admit, she always wanted to spend time with Dorian afterwards and if any of the other allies that attended saw her show up after the meeting, it would leave a bad image upon her fellow witches.

Hence why she was here right now, barely listening to what the other allies are offering up the tables. 

None of the people here would dare to talk to her, always afraid of her reaction. Only Dorian would ever ask her a question but he had quickly learned how she hated being questioned. But he did it anyways. Just to spite her.

“…Do you agree, Manon?” she heard her boyfriend’s voice.

Oh, Gods.

Manon leaned back on her chair, trying to act nonchalant, “As long as it benefits everyone and causes no harm, then it’s fine,” she replied lazily.

None of the people there commented on her, knowing not to reply to the straight faced witch. Dorian only chuckled, shaking his head before continuing his meeting.

Manon huffed, leaning back farther into the chair.

How do I stay awake through this? she thought to herself.

Manon suddenly felt a cold brush against her inner thigh. She sucked in a sharp gasp as goosebumps grew all over her pale skin. She knew this feeling. She knew who was giving her this feeling.

Manon snapped her head up, her eyes turning into slits as she watched Dorian talk to the allies. He was doing this. She knew. She knew it was him and his phantom hands. 

Dorian’s face gave nothing away except the small, small, upturn of one side of his lips. Manon gripped the arms of her chair tightly, trying to contain her emotions. He knew she was the absolute worst in containing her expressions during pleasure.

She felt his icy phantom hands creep up her inner thigh, brushing against her centre. She clenched her jaw, trying to keep the sounds that was about to leave her lips tightly within.

She watched Dorian walk to the other side of the room to talk to another person, maybe a king or prince of another area. Manon didn’t care at the moment. His face was civilised, looking just like the King he was. 

Deceiving, she thought.  

She felt the hand slip inside her, making sure it brushed against her clit before it inserted itself. Manon shut her eyes, trying to savour the feeling while not making it obvious. How he can make her feel this way without him actually touching her is amazing. 

She felt the hand slip in another finger as it slowly moved in and out of her. Manon opened her eyes so everyone in the room wouldn’t be suspicious. She straightened herself a little but widened her leg to give Dorian more access. She bit her bottom lip, trying to contain the sounds that wanted to escape her lips harder. 

She was thankful that no one in the room noticed as she squirmed in her seat. She felt the hand fill her entirely as it moved faster and faster in and out of her. Manon didn’t know how she was going to contain the sound that was going to leave her lips sometime soon when she hit her high. 

She heard footsteps near her as Dorian brushed his hand against her shoulder softly. She faintly saw a smirk tossed her way before he walked off to the other side to talk to another one of their allies.

Deceiving, deceiving, deceiving.

She felt the hand extend inside her as it opened her wider. She was sure whatever underwear she was wearing was completely soaked by now. She could feel it. 

The hand curled inside her, causing a sharp gasp to leave her mouth. She saw as heads turned in her direction as the hand continued to move in and out of her with its finger curled. It pressed on just the right spot. 

“S-Sorry,” she stuttered out, “I thought there was something underneath the table.”

The people within the room seem to take her answer as they turned back to their conversation. She saw Dorian’s small smirk on his face as he talked to a Lady, or was it a Queen? Manon couldn’t care.

She tightened her grip on her chair as she bit down on her lip until she felt blood. She hit her high moments later, squirming in her chair as she tried to stop her moans from escaping her lips.

Manon slumped into the chair, staring up at the ceiling from the pleasure she just felt. She felt the phantom hand slide up her body and caress her cheek softly before it disappeared. She stared across the room, seeing as Dorian’s smirk turned into a soft smile towards her.

When the last ally had left the meeting room, Dorian walked over to her. He gave her a kiss on the cheek before sitting on the chair beside her.


She smirked, “I just might want to attend meetings now if you keep that up.”

anonymous asked:

Can you write about Reaper having a very caring s/o? Like his s/o is so concerned for him, always asking if he's okay, how's his day been, if they can do anything to make him happy, etc. How would he react?


When he had nabbed you from your home he had been expecting a lot of things. Like kicking, screaming and fighting for your freedom; which you had most definitely done at first. But what he hadn’t been expecting was how genuinely kind you were. 

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