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anonymous asked:

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~)🌈🌈

lol im pretty sure theres nothing positive about me tho

1. Im not straight?? like thank god im not 

2. i once watched spongebob for 13 hours straight it was awesome

thats it, im just a piece of shit tbh, but at least 3. I’m a very gay piece of shit? 

anonymous asked:

Calloused hands grip your hips from behind as you feel a hard body drape itself over your bent form. A deep voice vibrates through you as he Gladios growls into your neck. "Hello there beautiful, I couldn't help but notice that you were bent over so nicely for me. That lovely ass of yours just begging for attention. I hope you can hold that position because I'm gonna give you the ride of your life."

SWEET BABY JEEBUS


*freezes in bent over position*

Well, Gladio, I know you don’t take me for a common thot, like I’ll just let you have your way with me whenever you feel like trapping me against your rock hard body and your equally hard…

*considers his proposition further*

Fuck it, LEGGO GLADDY, MY BODY IS READY

anonymous asked:

Ghost Mumsy, I'm feeling like real shit r/n. Like, dysphoria out the wazzoo and feeling stressed in my otherwise happy relationship and I'm like super scared because finals and I'm supposed to be doing a paper and my family is just bad shit andsakdjklsadjaskl I'm thinking of going on some depression meds to help with some of these feels (I've been against medicine but I've learned whatever works for peeps works) and now I'm just saddddd please send me good vibes and emotionally distant hugs.

lots of good vibesssssss

*ana is bored blogrates*

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leatwerpenn  asked:

Shea phoning a phone sex line, hearing Sasha's voice, and falling for Sasha instantly! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 (PS I can't ship Shea and Sasha without including Sasha's amazing voice!!!))

Leanne I think you’ve hit your prompt limit now 😂 obvs I’m kidding, send me as many as you like (preferably more of these Sashea prompts cos I am LIVING for them!)

Send me sentence prompts and drag race pairings and I’ll write you a little drabble!

Jaren was lonely. There was no way two ways about it. He’d been single for several months now after his ex had cheated on him and shattered his heart into a million pieces. He’d been out a few times trying to hook up but he didn’t seem to get the attention he used to. He swore to god the whole time he was with his ex men were hanging off him; he practically had them queuing out the door. But since the break up he’d had no attention what so ever. And as a result, he was lonely.

His friends had told him to try online dating which he had and it had gone horribly. He seemed to only attract trade, all men so painfully far in the closet they may as well have been in Narnia and Jaren wasn’t here for that. Then his friends told him to get a hooker, jokingly at first but over time they became more adamant about him getting laid. Of course he hadn’t stooped that low, but he was getting desperate.

One of his friends told him about this sex line he’d used. You called up and a guy would talk dirty to you or whatever you were into while you got your rocks off. Jaren wanted someone to physically touch him though. But he supposed being that there was a lack of options, he’d try it. If anything it would be a slightly more creative way for him to masturbate, because even that was becoming stale these days.

His hand was shaking a little as he dialled the number on the card his friend gave him. It rang a few times before someone answered and Jaren found himself holding his breath.
‘Hi, you’re through to C.L.A.T. You’re speaking with Sasha.’ The voice floated down the phone as if on a cloud. Jaren’s mouth went dry and he felt his heart skip several beats. He had never heard a voice quite like that before. It was deep and it melted in his ears like chocolate. It also sent vibrations through his body, making his dick already start to harden.
‘Uhm…hi.’ Jaren croaked, he had no idea how this worked.
'What’s your name?’ Sasha breathed down the phone, a smirk in his voice. He has the most mesmerising voice I’ve ever heard in my entire life.
'Jaren.’ He croaked again. He wanted to fuck Sasha’s voice, was that weird? He didn’t even need this guy to talk dirty to him, he thought he’d probably be able to come listening to Sasha recite the alphabet.
'Hmmm sexy.’ Sasha hummed. 'I bet you’re real sexy Jaren, you sound sexy.’
The way Sasha said his name made his head spin. His cock was rock hard and he freed it from his pants.
'I sound sexy? Damn can you hear yourself?’ He wrapped his hand around his shaft. Sasha chuckled and my god Jaren had never heard a better sound in his entire life. He swore it vibrated down the phone right to his dick.
'Well it does kind of help in my line of business.’ Sasha was still chuckling. 'So Jaren, what do you like?’
'Like?’ Jaren started stroking himself. 'You. I like you. Just talk to me. Please talk to me forever.’ He was moaning a little as spoke. Sasha chuckled again and Jaren really didn’t think he was going to be able to last long if he kept that up. He took the phone away from his ear and put it on speaker.
'You’re already touching yourself aren’t you?’ Sasha’s voice had a hint of a smirk to it. It made Jaren harder.
'Uh…yeah.’ He couldn’t lie.
'I like that.’ Sasha spoke. 'Close your eyes Jaren, picture me there talking in your ear while you touch yourself.’
Jaren closed his eyes and pictured a mysterious figure at his side whispering in his ear. He imagined the person sliding their hand down his torso and into his pants. He felt a bead of pre-come on his hand.
'I wish you were here. I want you to fuck me.’ Jaren panted.
'Just close your eyes and imagine it. Imagine my hands running over your body, my tongue licking your tight hole. Picture my hard dick slamming into you.’ Sasha spoke in hushed tones and it was so incredibly powerful. Jaren didn’t even need to know what he looked like. The idea of this stranger and his oh so magnificent voice fucking him was making him light headed.
'Make me come.’ Jaren panted again.
'Oh I intend to.’ The smirk was back in Sasha’s voice. 'Are you picturing me there Jaren? Can you feel my breath on your neck? Can you feel my dick pounding into you again and again? Can you feel my hand snaking around your waist and taking hold of your dick and pumping you? Are you close Jaren? I want you to come for me.’ Sasha’s voice was just too much. Jaren moaned loudly and then he came all over his hand and t-shirt.
'Holy fucking shit.’ He panted. With his clean hand he picked the phone back up, took it off speaker and and put it to his ear. 'Thats embarrassing. I don’t usually come so quick.’ He felt himself blushing. Sasha chuckled again and Jaren was sure he could get hard again.
'I have that effect on people.’ He told Jaren.
'I need to speak to you again.’
There was silence on the end of the phone for a second and Jaren was worried Sasha had hung up. Then he spoke.
'I’m not supposed to do this but I have an extension. If you dial 348 at the end of the number it comes straight through to me.’ His voice was quiet as though he didn’t want anyone to hear. Jaren guessed he was breaking all kinds of rules.
'Thank you.’ Jaren smiled to himself.
'I’ll talk to you real soon sexy.’ Sasha blew him a kiss down the phone and then the line went dead.

Jaren called Sasha everyday for the next few weeks. At first it was all about Sasha’s voice getting him off but Jaren soon wanted more. He was falling for that deep, melodic voice and it was killing him not to be able to touch him or have Sasha touch him for real.

One night he asked the one question he knew he shouldn’t ask. It came out before he’d meant it to.
'Sasha?’
'Yes Jaren?’
'I know this is probably all kinds of wrong but can I meet you?’ He’d expected to be hung up on or at the very least have Sasha laugh at him and tell him where to go. But to his surprise nothing like that happened.
'Yes.’ Sasha breathed. 'I thought you’d never ask.’

Two days later Jaren nervously paced his living room as he waited for Sasha to show up. He has absolutely no idea what to expect and he had no idea what Sasha’s reaction would be when he saw Jaren. What if he doesn’t like what he sees? What if he just turns and walks away? He didn’t have a lot of time for thoughts like this as suddenly there was a knock on the door. Jaren took a few deep breaths before he opened it with a shaky hand. Staring back a him was a tall, slim bald man with large eyes hidden under thick rimmed glasses. Jaren bit his lip.
'Sasha?’
'Yeah it’s me.’ Sasha smiled and Jaren would know that voice anywhere.
'Wow.’ Jaren breathed and then they fell into each other’s arms. It was hard to say who moved in for the kiss first as lips just suddenly meshed together in the most passionate kiss either of them had ever had. Jaren pulled him into the apartment and Sasha kicked the door shut.
'I need you so badly.’ Jaren panted.
'Oh god, you have no idea.’ Sasha smirked at him, the smirk Jaren had heard in his voice on the phone so many times before. As Sasha led him to the couch Jaren couldn’t believe this was happening. He’d fallen in love with Sasha’s voice on the other end of the phone and now here he was, in his apartment kissing him. And nothing had ever felt so right.

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500!

Ah! So apparently I’ve hit 500 followers and I didn’t even realize it! 500 feels like a lot - I still can’t believe there are that many of you out there who read my work - and I feel like I should do something to celebrate!

So between now and Saturday, if you send me a sentence of dialogue, I’ll write you a drabble based on that! (Unless you specify otherwise, I’ll assume it’s Reid x Reader).

Thank you all for following me, for taking the time to read my ramblings and writings, and for being so lovely and leaving such kind feedback. I appreciate each and every one of you!

skullythepirate2  asked:

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*a note, slightly wet and smelling of seaweed, is slipped through the door*
I SHOULD PROBABLY GO SEE WHO IS SENDING ME THESE, ESPECIALLY SINCE THEY ARE NOW… DAMP

*studies the note, eyes glimmering slightly*
AH HAAAAAA *a slight click can be heard from Eggs, then the accent changes*

AHOY MATEY I SEE YA SENT ME A NOTE ABAWT THEM POKEMON FROM FAR AND DISTANT LANDS, AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRR

*someone in the back of the break room looks concerned at Eggs*

UM WELL, UMMM, HERE’S YOUR LIST BASED OFF LOOKING AT YOUR BLOG:

DHELMISE: THIS PIRATE REFERENCE IS COMPLETELY AND TRANSPARENTLY OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE

GASTLY: LOVES FUNNY THINGS AND WANTS TO SHARE THEM WITH PEOPLE. ALSO MAY HAUNT THINGS BUT NO ONE MINDS IT BEING THERE. 

TENTACOOL: I JUST THOUGHT IT WORKED OK YOU’RE BOBBING ALONG FOR THE WILD RIDE THAT IS THE INTERNET

*a note is slipped back under the door, appearing to have scribbles made on in the back of a napkin*

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i M lauGhing so hard anon thANk YOU

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