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koifsssh · 10 months
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shoutout to those 3 people i see starving for content, just know i am with you.
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isasan347 · 10 months
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So . We agree that Hyrule and legend say excuse me princess. All the time. But , if we exclude them.
Spirit is from Spirit tracks
Y’all know ravio. Legends Husband/best friend/housemate bc he needs social contact. Take your pick
Dink is evil
Shadow is good. And would be a fantastic cat, if life wasn’t so unfair
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teecupangel · 3 months
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Catboy nonny has returned, so we know how Claudia got Desmond to wear a collar, how’d Altaïr pull it off?
Nothing happens but Imma keep it in Keep Reading just to be sure???
“You’ll be a good boy, won’t you, Desmond?”
Desmond felt himself shiver, leaning into the warmth of Altaïr’s hand as he gently pushed Desmond’s chin to look up. He closed his eyes and gripped the fabric of his pants as he sat still with hands on his lap in front of Altaïr. He tried to relax even as he kept his grip on the fabric of his pants, wanting to be a good boy but knowing his hands would start to wander if he didn’t keep a steady grip. Altaïr stayed sitting on his chair, legs spread open to let Desmond sit between them.
Desmond could barely hear the sound of rustling coming from somewhere in the direction of the table and Desmond wondered what Altaïr had taken.
It must have been from one of the drawers because all Desmond saw when he entered and before crawling between Altaïr’s legs were the unending paperwork Altaïr had to deal with as the mentor of the Brotherhood.
Unless it was that innocuous black box that had been placed next to the stack of finished papers?
Desmond assumed that had been some kind of item delivered by an Assassin, having seen the box since yesterday.
His breath hitched when he felt Altaïr’s hand trace the sensitive skin from his chin to his Adam’s Apple. His lips opened slightly, feeling the callouses in Altaïr’s hands against his skin. His fingers stayed by the side of his neck while his thumb lightly press his jaw, pulling it down so Desmond could open his mouth wider.
Desmond stopped himself from whimpering as he felt Altaïr’s thumb move to caress his bottom lip. He might have stopped the sound but he couldn’t stop his tongue from pressing against the tip of Altaïr’s thumb, begging for a taste.
“Ssshhh, behave, Desmond.” Altaïr said quietly and Desmond whimpered as his thumb left his bottom lip. He began to tremble at the lost of Altaïr’s warmth against his neck. His neck felt like it was on fire yet Desmond wished to chased after Altaïr’s warmth.
But Altaïr ordered him to stay still.
And he dearly wished to be a good boy.
Desmond froze when he felt something wrap around his neck.
A necklace?
No.
It felt too soft to be the metal feel of a necklace’s chain.
It wrapped around his neck, leaving only a bit of space for something as big as a single finger to curl around it.
And then…
It chimed.
Desmond’s cheeks reddened and he tried to control his breathing.
A collar.
Altaïr had given him a collar.
“Open you eyes, ya omri.”
Desmond slowly opened his eyes, momentarily unable to parse the world because of the light. It took a moment for him to see Altaïr’s expression and…
He felt his entire body grow hot as he saw Altaïr’s eyes.
He leaned against Altaïr’s inner thigh, rubbing his cheek against the fabric of his pants as he let out a soft mewl.
“Good boy.” Altaïr whispered, caressing the naked skin still uncovered by the collar. His lips curved into a small smile that made Desmond’s body sing with want and desperation, “And good boys deserve to be rewarded, isn’t that right, Desmond?”
Desmond felt Altaïr’s point and middle finger press his lips and Desmond opened his mouth, letting out a sigh as-
“Altaïr, finish your work first!”
Malik shouted from the first floor of the grand library.
All the other scholars and Assassins perusing the books below the mentor’s open office on the second floor of the fortress’ keep tried their best to pretend to be engrossed in the book in their hands.
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goodomensjail · 8 months
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GO S3 Prediction #1:
Crowley will not call Aziraphale “Angel” until AFTER they resolve their issues, and “get (back) together”.
He will mockingly call him “Supreme Archangel” or coldly call him “Aziraphale” to his face (which I don’t think he ever does? I think he only uses his name when speaking to others, see “if any harm comes to Aziraphale I will…” vs “a word with you, Angel. In private”). I’m especially confident in this for their reunion scene.
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cinamun · 2 years
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You’ve come a long way too | Next
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awbarnes-no · 5 months
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okay but hear me out . . . a birds of prey style group for the badass young avenger ladies! who's gonna make this happen with me?!
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lumivall · 27 days
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He thinks he is sooooo clever
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corrodedhawkins · 1 year
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I don’t want to talk about it
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f1royalflush · 9 months
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PLEASE i love him so much.
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ghostofchaos-past · 6 months
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i want a third season only so i can see ed and stede completely fail at running an inn
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cynoglav · 9 months
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I got some fresh colored pencils.
Are they meant for children?
Yes.
Did I get sucked in because they were double-sided and pastel?
Also yes.
I love most of them, though, so... worth it.
Enjoy the wonky horses
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jjkeverlast · 10 months
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“leave you with that afterglow” AFTERGLOW AFTER WHAT YOU FUCKING—
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thewolfisawake · 3 months
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Got reminded of this song with younger militia Bal and Mhoirbheinn. As even knowing the truth of the matter, how Mhoirbheinn has to watch Bal seduce their superior. In front of him no less. And it's only made worse with this superior taking advantage of his position to punish Mhoirbheinn and flaunt the hold he has with Bal in the mean time.
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katiefratie · 5 months
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Dylans range to go from Tootsie to Pincer and back several times god hes so talented
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autumnalsteahouse · 8 months
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good morning guys— me and the husbands were out last night (and my mom)
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brave-symphonia · 11 months
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Is there anything better than someone who will break their love out of a prison?
Come on, Sora, pull a Gladiia, break her out!
Although, it would probably be harder given that as skilled as Penguin Logistics is, they aren’t exactly that strong.
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I bet Gladiia could do it.
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