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[fadda]

Promo

Hello, my name is Harlan but you can call me Hal. Every day I am tortured by visions of old men and desires to uninstall league of legends. I am 24 years old and work in tax software. I like to talk to people on discord and I have a lot of pets.

Please read my about here (x)

[nebbymakesimagines]

When you selfship but you also really enjoy the canon ship

[numyletinis]

and if i said

what then.

🎨: mothmire

[quantumscreencaps]

[ririarts]

Silco heatwave edition ☀️💦 I'm myself suffering very much since I'm sensitive to sun and heat and I wanted to make it his problem.

[lustcannibalism]

ever since I was little I knew I wanted to dedicate my formative years to imagining fictional scenarios

[ultrakillblast]

ROBOCOP (1987)

[biff-donderglutes]

robocop’s famous catchphrase

[deadrrngers]

David Cronenberg in Nightbreed (1990)

[blennie]

I mean he’s kinda ugly and freaky looking I’ll admit it but he’s special to me so it’s fine

[lewalrus]

I'm sorry, Deadman, I can't pay attention to your exposition rambling about the Death Stranding lore. You're very distracting

[yuckyguyliker]

Hannibal (2013 - 2015)

1x04 - Œuf

[googleplaysore]

[smashorpassgilf]

josiah trelawny from red dead redemption 2?

josiah trelawny

Smash

Pass

Voting ended onMay 2

[mr-morgans-mustache]

[fagpepper]

This is how you all sound to me when you call it Yumeshipping instead of Selfshipping

[will-grahams-fawn]

This was not going as planned.

Le Chiffre took a peek at the cards he was just handed and tried to suppress a frown. A three of hearts and a five of clubs. Nothing could be done with those; not now, anyway. He fidgeted with the red plastic chips in his right hand for a few more moments, choosing to focus on the quiet clack-clack-clack sound it made to keep himself calm. Finally, sighing, he flicked the cards across the table and folded.

No, this was not going as planned.

Rubbing his temple, he looked over to the bar. Natalie stayed right where he left her. God only knows how long ago that was. She was still nursing a drink she ordered when she first got there. Knowing her, it was definitely some sort of rum concoction. Her gaze was unmoving yet gentle as she stared at him. A subtle smirk tugged at her painted lips once he acknowledged her. One so small that it could be easily looked over. Not by him, though.

"Ready to lose again?" His opponent teased. The proud look on his face made Le Chiffre want to make him disappear right then and there. The thought was tempting.

Instead, he thought better of it. "One moment." With his finger, he beckoned Natalie over to him.

She hopped off the bar stool and did as she was told, leaving her glass behind. As soon as she was by his side, he snaked an arm around her waist and guided her into his lap. Then, he pulled her legs across his thighs and she wrapped an arm around him. His shoulder was given a gentle squeeze while her other hand laid flat on his chest. A loving kiss was planted on his temple, right next to his scarred eye. He happily welcomed it and ran his hand up and down her thigh. Her perfume, the one he picked out special for her, filled his senses and swirled around his head. It made him feel dizzy. Maybe tonight wasn't as terrible as he thought.

"What's with the girl?"

Le Chiffre begrudgingly looked away from the perfect being he had seated in his lap and was pulled back into the game. He was dealt a new hand but didn't look at it. Not yet.

"I needed my lucky charm." He said matter-of-factly, as if his opponent should've known in the first place.

Natalie curled her hand around his chin, making his face go soft. Her voice was hushed as she whispered, "Lemme see."

Still keeping a tight hold on her, he pulled the cards to them and carefully bent them to see. Two aces. Yes, things were turning around.

"Well?" The challenger goaded. "What do you say, Mr. Le Chiffre? Ready to lose once again?"

"All in."

"Oh, yeah? Me too, then."

The chips rattled loudly against each other as they both pushed theirs towards the dealer. The rivaling cards were revealed, a little too proudly for Le Chiffre's taste, and were exposed to be two jacks. It made a two pair. Then, in one smooth movement, he showed his two aces. A full house.

His opponent's face quickly fell once the realization hit him. He lost. Not only that, but he had lost everything to Le Chiffre.

The rival watched pensively as Natalie chuckled smugly, kissing Le Chiffre's temple a few more times before hopping off him. He followed, standing up and protectively curling a hand around her hip. With a faux polite nod, he pulled her to his side and led her away. But, before leaving officially, he glanced over his shoulder to say one last thing.

"I told you she was lucky."

divider credit: sister-lucifer

[reg1ment]

seeing the term yumeship slowly take over the selfship tag