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miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you canāt keep doing this to yourself.
thatāsā¦a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please donāt lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
iām not going anywhere without you.
shh, itās okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasnāt your fault.
this is all my fault.
you arenāt acting like yourself.
iām never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
youāre hurting me.
donāt ever do that again.
go to hell.
please donāt cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey ā stay with me.
itāll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
iām sorry. i canāt do this anymore.
things wonāt always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
iām okay. itās all fine.
itās not okay! youāre not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
itās nothing. itās just a bruise.
itās clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didnāt mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay donāt act like this.
you donāt have to go through this by yourself.
i donāt want you to be alone.
please donāt regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
iām worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], thereās nobody there.
i want to be happy but i donāt think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isnāt going to solve your problems.
donāt leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
itās breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me whatās wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why donāt you care?
get the hell away from me.
please donāt do this.
i canāt believe that you lied to me.
justā¦stay for the night.
you obviously canāt be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you canāt die. i wonāt let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
iām sorry.
why do you have a gun?
donāt panic.
just breathe.
youāre bleeding.
iām trying to stop the bleeding.
youāve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call wouldāve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
āI didnāt join up with this gang for the goddamn moneyā¦orĀ ācause I had enemies, or any other reasonĀ ācept that I believed in you anā yer brother. Livinā freeā¦protectinā good folk anā killinā ones that deserved killinā. Simple. Anā I seen how you wasā¦that night when you anā that fancy feller roomed together at the saloon. Not a one of yer men thumbed his nose about it. That was how I knew I wanted tābe part of this family. That kinda love anāā¦.acceptance, no matter what? That was somethinā worth dyinā for.ā ~JamisonĀ āPupā Matthews
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Bounty Hunter Sentence Starters
āYou must be the bravest person in existence or the dumbest to come walking in here with that kind of bounty on your head.āĀ
āWhat did you do to piss off __?āĀ
āYour days are numbered, scum.āĀ
āIāve caught worst criminals than you.āĀ
āYouāve may have found me, but you havenāt caught me yet.āĀ
āOh come on! I didnāt even DO anything!āĀ
āYou must be mistaken! I donāt have a bounty on my head!āĀ
āAnd what is the price on my head now?āĀ
āYouāve come woefully unprepared to take me in, hunter.āĀ
āA bounty hunter? You? Donāt make me laugh.āĀ
āListen, Iām not going to hurt you as long as you cooperate.āĀ
āAnd how much are they paying you toĀ āreturnā me?ā
āI can pay you double to let me go.āĀ
āResorting to bribery? Not a chance.āĀ
āYour reputation proceeds you, __.āĀ
āAnd isnāt it the infamous __ .āĀ
āFor a bounty hunter, youāre not that impressive.āĀ
āYouāre shorter than I was expectingā¦āĀ
āAh, so theyāve sent a pretty face to collect me?āĀ
āYouāre fishing in a sea of sharks, my hunting friend, and Iām the biggest shark of them all.āĀ
āSit STILL and SHUT UP.āĀ
āEnd of the road, __.āĀ
āIām getting paid a pretty penny to bring you in. Alive- or dead.āĀ
āItās a pity youāre worth more to me alive than not, because Iām really considering the cut.āĀ
ā+ your own!

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Something caught between a gasp and a purr rumbled up in Ronās chest at Jamiās entreaty; the next breath he drew in used as much for sousing himself in the younger manās scent as it was for oxygen. An open-lipped smile came with it, all wide and toothy and confident and wanting, and then the gangboss was moving. He nuzzled another kiss to Jamiās lips first; left words there-
āGood manā
-before he was lifting himself away just enough that he could do the sort of worship he wanted to on Jamiās body without the friction movement naturally caused torturing them both; ending their moment too soon. The fingers in his hair remained despite how he shifted, and Ron took their presence, how they clenched or didnāt, as a guide as he peppered kisses along Jamiās throat, across his collarbones, upon his sternum again; his chest - the landscape of which, from moles, to the very outer edges of the scarring that webbed across parts of it, and everything else besides, he learned with his lips.Ā
Now though, where he hadnāt been before, Ron was more aware of the possibility of uneasing his companion. Now he had enough presence of mind not to linger on those scars, or to trek across them too far towards the heart of Jamiās injuries in some misguided attempt at expressing acceptance of them. That acceptance was implicit in the momentās intimacy; in how he gazed at the man whole and ate up the sight of him between lingering kisses that strayed, in all their tender fullness, onto Jamiās ribs next. Ron counted the ones he found in his mind; caught Jamiās eye and smiled before turning his head into the crook of his arm and gifting the skin there a kiss of its own. A fractional pause then, just long enough for an affectionate slur-
āYās fākin gorgeous darlinā-ā
-before Ron was moving again; touching his temple against Jamiās bicep, kissing it, and then shifting his attention back down his body; below his ribs now - the shuffle downwards this required earning a through-the-teeth hiss for Ronās trouble. He wouldnāt be dissuaded though. He had plans to enact, worshipping to do, and that naturally led him south; his kisses becoming fuller, wetter, the further he travelled down Jamiās stomach. He counted quivering abdominals there; nuzzled the manās hipbones, the taut skin between there and his groin and then- Words, breathed over the base of his need.
āIf I jusā took yah dahnĀ āole-ā he husked wonderingly, speaking so close to what he was talking about taking down whole Jami wouldāve felt his lips moving against his skin- āDāyah fink-ā -tracing their way slowly, softly from root to tip whereā A detour was taken so a kiss could be given to a quivering thigh.Ā āYād last long enough tāgasp my name?ā
It was all Jamison could do not to squirm beneath every taunting, teasing, tantalizing touch the gangboss graced over his flesh, hot with the summer evening air and the rush of desire. He couldnāt remember a time heād ever been this hard, this full of ache and need, but every moment that passed, every inch of him that Ronās soft lips touched, made him harder, needier, and desperate for more.
As Ronās voice rumbled out a compliment, his mouth tracing lines down the Pupās stomach and hips, he wasnāt sure, even now, how long he could hold out. His cheeks burned, and his fingers flexed against Ronās scalp as those glancing kisses moved along the rigid length of him, warm words sending a shiver through Jamisonās entire soul as if the Devil himself had spoken them.
āI...ā he swallowed, his breaths shallow and ragged with need. But the very thought, the idea of Ron wrapping his mouth around his cock made the damnable thing twitch, pulsing with want, as if it had made up its own mind.
"Is that a challenge, boss?ā
He huffed out a half-chuckle, cheeks burning red as his fingers softened in Ronās hair, trembling slightly as they strayed and traced the edge of his ear, and the ridge of his brow.Ā Ā
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The forest was indifferent to their strife. Its silence swallowed up their screams in vast blankets of snow. Winter was a watchful woman, painting her lips with their blood.

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For all Ron could be singularly perceptive, Jamiās anxiety didnāt make it to him in its fullest extent by any means. He was too caught up in the moment, in the sight of the young man beneath him, in his scent, the feel of him and how aching close they felt when he canted his hips just so that the minutiae of his struggle got lost in the lamp light. That Jami drew him closer still, pulled Ron over him as he laid back, only redoubled this momentary blindness.Ā
He didnāt perceive unease as he braced his weight on his hands so he could look at him as he guided them both towards the bedās centre; didnāt catch on as he caressed Jamiās chest, his ribs and the flare of his hips with rough but gentle fingers; didnāt either when he eased his way between Jamiās knees ā not even to hurry along their intimacies; just for closeness sake; for contact and the feeling of his thighs touched to Ronās own, and to his hips, his flanks as he relaxed over him.Ā
A kiss then, that was edged by a hitched breath and a growl as friction did its best to end things much too prematurely for the gang-bossās liking ā and thenā¦then he caught a wisp of what Jamiād felt. Not the full measure, and not its source either. Just an implication of nerves between lingering, wanting kisses that made him pause for a beat and gaze down upon him - all black eyes and parted lips.
āNearly broke a promise I made yah in me mind then-ā he confessed, not wanting to talk directly to having noticed at all. That, he knew from experience, had a tendency to destroy a romantic mood quicker than being doused in cold water, and he didnāt want to risk that here if he could help it.Ā āI promised-ā He pressed a gentle kiss to Jamiās lips.Ā ā-Tātake-ā Another landed upon his jaw.Ā ā-Me time-ā Another yet, upon his jaw but closer to his throat now.Ā āSo we could-ā His words hitched -Ā Fucking friction - and bottomed out in a shuddering, drawling slur.Ā ā-Ssssavour thisā¦Cān I do thaā, Jami?āā Again, Ronās hand stroked along the younger manās ribs; over his torsoās span; up to his chest and up further still; his thumb coming to caress the hollow of Jamiās throat. Rough as then, a thought was given voiceāĀ āYer fuckinā stunninā, lad-ā And a request, as an appreciative, open-mouthed kiss landed on Jamiās sternum. āāTell me yes, Ā or tell me no.ā
Jami panted and shivered beneath Ronās weight and caresses, feeling very like a coyote caught by a wolf as they struggled deftly on the bed to find a position that accommodated them both. But it wasnāt the wolfās jaws he feared, as Ronās kisses peppered the heat of his own flesh, his cheeks and chest flush with color. It was how close those rough paws of his came to his severed arm. To the scars on his throat and face that marred him, and made him remember the awful chill of the mountains, and the sound of his own bones snapping in the jaws of a monster.
The friction between them, the feeling of Ronās mouth, and then the words he growled gently down at him, were a saving grace that pulled him back from the edge of panic. His own hand moved over Ronās bare skin, his parted thighs flexing against the gangbossā, the Pupās breath hitching when the need that ached between them became all the more apparent with every shift of Ronās hips. He was certain he wouldnāt be able to take much more of this without finding his own embarrassingly premature end, and when Ronās lips met his own again, he leaned up into it, a sigh escaping him when that kiss shifted over to his jaw, and Ronās fingers slid across his throat.
Jamisonās hand moved up Ronās chest and trailed over his shoulder, until his long, lithe fingers disappeared into the dark scruff of his hair, trying to catch his breath, chest heaving beneath the heat of his masterās kiss, and the rumble of his voice as the coyote was given one last chance to escape the wolfās clutches.
His pale eyes moved to meet with the coal-black pits of Ronās, every inch of him electric with a strange, heady mix of anxiety and arousal that made goosebumps rise over his arms and set the hackles of his neck on end. His tongue glanced between lips that suddenly felt chapped, and Jami swallowed back the nervous edge in his throat, until his voice came on a desperate, needful whisper.Ā ā...yes, Ron...yes. Please.ā
OUTLANDER SENTENCE STARTERS
No, I said I wonāt have you dying for nothing.Ā
I wonāt be. Iāll be dying with you.
Look, you told me that you could never get close to your mother, that she lived in another world. Well, maybe sheās trying to show you that world.
Itās not important if I believe it. She believes it. Iām just saying, we need to keep an open mind.
Only two people know what the truth really is, and one of them is dead. Too bad it wasnāt you.
Can I ask you something? How do you do it? Finally say goodbye to that one person you loved most in all the world?
Truth is, Iāve never been very good at saying goodbye.
But thatās the hell of it, isnāt it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, theyāre gone and you have to go on living without them. Because thatās what they would want.
Well then maybe weāll all get to watch her slam her head into a five ton slab of granite.
May he have mercy on us all.
What kind of god creates a world where monsters thrive and beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?
The same kind of god who also offers an opportunity for redemption.
Iāve been dying for years. Itās a wearisome process. I welcome its conclusion.
Itās like you read my mind.
I kept my word. I lay my vengeance at your feet.
I must say, this is a damned inconvenient time to be conciliatory.
Why did you pretend not to recognize me? I was afraid you would just blurt out my real name.
I know what you did. You championed me and exiled me both at the same time.
What am I to do with such a bloodthirsty barbarian?
Is your thirst for slaughter not quenched yet?
Surely thereās another woman you could have kiss you goodbye?
Fortune drops out of the sky and onto our doorstep. Convenient, is it not?Ā
Why should we waste time with all this Shiite?
Itās been horrible. He forced me to mend his socks and to fetch his meals.
I think I know a wee bit more about this than you do.
So, will I be allowed to join you at dinner tonight?
They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.
We may have to rethink our decision not to lie to one another.
And you, witch who sucks the cock of the devil. Iāll see you in hell.
Youāre not what I ordered. But, youāll do.
You should have trusted me with that knowledge from the beginning.
Every now and then it is OK for you to lie to me, you know, just to put my mind at ease.
Aye. Iāll remember that for the next time.
Iāve been thinking. Remember you said I owe you a life because you saved mine? Well, I saved yours as well at least as often. Seems to me weāre even.
Ashamed. Like Iām a different person now, and Iāll never be the same.
So you had to start yourself up with a whore before you could stand to be with me?
This is wonderful news. Why did you wait until now to tell me?
The way I see it, weāre doing a bad thing for a good reason.
Isnāt that what all bad people say?
Well, I am an unusual lady. At least I used to be.
Told you that dress would bring us grief.
How can you save a man that doesnāt want saving?
I lie here feeling I will die without your touch, but when we do touch, I want to vomit with shame.
If you take away the one last thing that makes sense to me, then I will die with you, right here now.
You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit? One way or another, I will get a response from you.
Love forces a person to choose. You do things you never imagined you could do before.
Go get the shovel.
You might want to remember who has the pistol.
It looks like Iām going to a fucking barbecue.
I want you ____. I want you so much I can scarcely breathe. Will you have me?
You are my home now, ____.Ā
Itās often something like this. But, no, this is unusual. Itās different.
Take off your shirt. I want to look at you.
Iāll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time, It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and suddenly the sun came out.
Doesnāt it bother you that Iām not a virgin?
You control your nerves. Your nerves do not control you.
It doesnāt matter where you come from. Youāre here.
Sometimes I wonder what I did to make the devil punish me like this.Ā
CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person youāre trying to care for insists they donāt need your help.
āat least let me clean the wound!ā āyouāll be even worse off if you donāt let me bandage this.ā āi really think you need to see a doctor.ā āi made you some soup, and iām going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.ā āyour feelings matter too! i canāt help you if i donāt even know whatās making you upset!ā ā..iām here if you need anything, okay?ā āstop trying to push yourself! you canāt do this on your own!ā ālisten, i know you donāt want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. youāre not going to get anywhere like this.ā āiāll make you a deal: iāll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.ā āhow long has it last been since you slept?ā āhave you even been taking your medicine?ā āi know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.ā ālet me take care of you, for once.ā āyouāre gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!ā āi hate to break it to you, but youāre not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you donāt every waking hour of the day then iām fully prepared to do that.ā āitās okay to cry in front of me, you know. you donāt have to carry this alone.ā āstop trying to act like youāre not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!ā ālisten, asshole. iām gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. youāre not in any condition to get there yourself.ā āoh my god, why didnāt you tell me it was this bad?!ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā DONāT underestimate the lengths Iāll go to for the people I love.

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