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can y'all imagine magnus trying to give kravitz The Talk after taako tells him and merle they’re together as if krav isn’t The Grim Reaper and instead is just some schmuck off the street magnus could kick the beans off

like what’s he gonna do??? “if you hurt taako i’ll kill you???” he’s already dead???? so magnus just pulls him aside and he’s like “look, i could flex my shit and attempt to intimidate you all day, but the real of it is i know you care about him and i want to make sure it stays that way.” and krav is like “absolutely i think taako’s great and i’d never hurt him” and yadda yaada but as magnus is leaving he’s like “but don’t fuck it up or i /will/ literally kill you”

like i love him. he’s so genuine and kind and he literally would fistfight Death himself for his friend and we all know it

anonymous asked:

could you do a fic where maggie uses ice cubes on alex during sex. i have a huge kink for that and i need to see it on these two

It starts with vegan ice cream.

The way that Alex gasps and shudders and freezes momentarily with her eyes closed in that way that she always does when she’s just discovering something she loves, something she’s never experienced before, something she needs more of, more of, more of, when she feels how cold Maggie’s lips are from the vegan ice cream, when she feels that cold on her own lips, on her neck, on her stomach, on every part of her skin.

“Ally,” Maggie rasps, deep in the back of her throat, and the sound makes Alex moan. “Alex, you uh… you like?”

“Yeah. Maggie, I… fuck. Yeah.”

Maggie grins and rests her forehead on Alex’s bare stomach to catch her breath, to remember how to use words.

“You like the… the cold?”

Alex blushes, hard, and turns her face away, and Maggie’s heart sinks and she crawls up Alex’s body so she’s kissing her face, so she’s cooing into her ear, so she’s reassuring her with her body, with her mouth, with her hands, with her heart.

“Alex, no, babe, you don’t… there’s no reason to be embarrassed, babe, I’m so sorry… I was asking… I was asking because… I think it’s hot.”

Alex sneaks a glance up at her, her body more relaxed now, her face somewhat less red.

Maggie grins. “No… pun intended, there.”

Alex laughs, and it’s the best sound Maggie’s ever heard.

“You think it’s hot, Sawyer?”

“I think you’re hot, Danvers.”

“Oh yeah?”

Maggie moans into Alex’s mouth as Alex pulls her down into a searing kiss.

“Why were you asking? Did you uh… did you wanna… do something more?” Alex asks, and her voice is ragged, because she’s hopeful.

“Do you uh… do you think you’d like…” Maggie takes a breath and stares down into Alex’s eyes, pupils dilating, chest heaving slowly. “Do you think you’d like it if I uh… got some ice?”

Alex hisses and writhes under Maggie immediately, and Maggie barely suppresses a groan.

“That a yes, Danvers?”

“Why aren’t you heading to the freezer right now?” Alex practically growls, and Maggie is pressing a kiss to her lips and hopping out of bed faster than Alex had ever seen her move.

“Don’t go anywhere, beautiful,” she calls over her shoulder, and Alex smiles, and leans up on her elbows, and licks her lips, and waits, waits, because god, god, god.

Maggie pads back into the room with two soft hand towels, a bowl of ice cubes, wide eyes, and slightly parted lips.

She kneels on the bed in front of Alex, tucks the towels under either side of Alex’s torso, and runs her tongue slow, slow, slow, over Alex’s stomach. Alex whines and arches her hips and Maggie doesn’t break eye contact with her, not once.

“You good, babe?” she asks, and Alex begs.

Maggie growls and groans and takes an ice cube between her fingers and asks Alex with her eyes again, and Alex begs again, and she traces the ice along the same path her tongue just painted.

Alex screams and slams her palms into the bed and grabs the sheets with her fingers and tosses her head back and bites her lip and begs again, again, again.

“Maggie please, don’t stop, please, please.”

“No, I shouldn’t stop, Danvers?” Maggie’s voice is teasing, but her eyes are warm, because she’s looking up at Alex and she knows she’s never seen anything as beautiful as Alex Danvers with her guard down, Alex Danvers trusting her, Alex Danvers giving her this incredible gift.

“Please, Mags, please,” Alex manages, and Maggie complies.

She spells her name in ice, slow, slow, letter by letter, on Alex’s writhing torso, and she licks the streams of melting water as they drip down Alex’s sides.

She traces patterns up to Alex’s chest, and Alex asks for more, more, more, so Maggie slowly, deliberately, carefully, swirls the ice around both of Alex’s nipples in turn, never touching, not yet, watching her nipples get hard with teasing, with cold, with need, until Alex is whimpering so beautifully that Maggie complies, finally bringing the ice directly onto her nipples before warming them with her lips, with her mouth, with her tongue.

She paints pictures of snow falling and of sunsets and of hearts and of stars and of all the things she wants to do to Alex, all over her inner thighs, all over her stomach, asking Alex and receiving only begging, only yes, yes, please, yes, before she lets the melting ice drip onto her clit, and Alex screams and begs for more and Maggie bites her lip and barely contains a groan and obeys the perfect desires of the perfect woman she loves.

She stops only when there’s only melted water in the bowl she’d brought, when Alex is panting and Alex is spent and Alex is resting with a dazed, contented, safe smile on her relaxed face.

Maggie meticulously kisses the same patterns onto her bare skin that she traced with the ice, and she follows her tongue with soft towels, and whispers – promises, really – of respect, of reverence, of beauty. Of love.

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The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #994 : Silent Spaces © Earl Lundquist :

The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #994 : Silent Spaces © Earl Lundquist :

Oh my god .There is a lot of typos because I’m stupid and blind 

sorry

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Name:Julia
Age:35
Hair color:Dark brown
Eye color:brown
Height:176
Class:Grandmaster
Homeland:Ylisse

Professional tactician and gifted mag.Studies magic and battle tactics since childhood.Barely can use swords,but always has one with her for some weird reason.(It just looks SO cool)
Works at tactician academy as a teacher for three years.Beloved by students.
Really calm and almost always smiling.Never screams at people.
Loves dark humor.And uses it a lot.Especially at her students.
Has problems with really stoic and stern people.She just can’t understand them fully.
Can’t properly express anger and some other emotions.Prefers to look happy and carefree to everyone.
Hates all burglars and other kinds of criminals.
Never had problems with her students and colleagues.
Likes to drink sometimes and loves to walk at nights.

Julia has a really big family. Eight children,including her! She hated all of them when she was little.Because she could not get any attention to herself. But right now everything is fine and she loves almost all of her siblings.
With the help of her grandmother,she began learning magic. And after some time she started learning battle tactics too.
Her quite adventurous nature showed up when she was eleven years old. Julia and some other children at school wanted to “show sword of justice to evil scum”.They just wanted to stop school bullies.Their little plan was ruined and no one cared that much anyway.But after that accident she began to fall into various problematic situations.It all ended when Julia finished school.
After school,she had a really calm and simple life.Academy, work and some holidays.Simple stuff.
There is only one thing.Her little “hobby”.
Sometimes at night she tracks down thieves,burglars(people like that) and gives them a little “justice lesson”.

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The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #989 : Balcony © Larry Russell aka Russellz Images

The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #989 : Balcony © Larry Russell aka Russellz Images :

Dresden Files RPG Highlights

- Silas: “My mother is not an alien!”

- *Abe and Aaron have a minor disagreement* Aaron: “I ROLL FOR FISTS”

- Silas and Aaron playing gay chicken

- “Any questions for Sanya?” “So how much of a milf is Charity?”

- DM does Russian accent and nearly kills the Irish player (again)

- Hope keeps trying to flirt with Sanya and Silas and Abe keep cockblocking her

- *Everybody’s talking about porn* Nate: “Really guys? Right in front of my pancakes?”

- “Abe’s bed is held up by floor mags, gifts from mom” *Irish player’s dying again*

- Abe: *Sticks his head out the window to talk to Sanya*
  Silas: “Pure class:
  Abe: “That’s what your mom said last night”

- Aaron: “Sanya’s pretty hot, actually”
  Nate: “Aaron! That wounds me!”

-  The twins getting into a fistfight and Hope dragging them into the parking lot. Abe loosing said fistfight

-  Silas “Sanya can I see your sword" 
   Abe "Bring it to the back of the bus if you’re gonna do that”

- Abe actually rolling well for once

- Abe getting a hug from a homeless girl after giving her a hundred bucks bc his mom told him what it was like on the streets and he wanted to do some good

- Nate:  “I order the number three.” 
  “The number three?”
  Nate:“It’s always the best thing on the menu.”
  DM: makes the spiciest breakfast burrito he can think of with habanero hollandaise, chorizo, pepper jack cheese, and sriracha
  Nate: “can I get some Tabasco with that?”

-  Silas: “Sany sounds like Count Count”

-  Hope excitedly bringing Sanya vodka in the hopes it will lead to him joining them at the beach

The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #981 : Terra ti intravedo © Tiziana Loiacono aka Tittiloi :

The Side Look of a Spanish Barcelonese #981 : Terra ti intravedo © Tiziana Loiacono aka Tittiloi :

5

So I went to see DIR EN GREY in Paris, and was able to give them these drawings. I made them all in the queue for the London gigs, in the station while waiting for the train, and one in the queue for the Paris gig. Sadly, I didn’t take a pic of them all after the corrections I made later.

Toshiya smiled (but I didn’t see it, I was too shy to look at them XD I saw it on the pic the staff guy took), Kaoru was like “oh :o”, Shinya…bugged totally…Die made a cute “whoaaah!!” and was just super happy, and Kyo just took it, watched like 1s and gave it to the staff guy XD

Then for the pic, Toshiya and Die kept their drawings, and Die showed it like “look at this, man! *-*”, so proud. Even if he’s serious on the pic, he was smiling the whole time and just tried to take back his serious expression.

It’s definitely one of my best memories from these concerts. I didn’t wait for any reaction and received some by the 3 ones I admired the most. Thank you, guys. You rock.