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One Nice Bug Per Day

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@honorablesavage
"Morning. What've I missed?"Â
favorite celebrity meme:Â michael fassbender
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Darksiders âł The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse
The 100 Sexiest Men Alive - 2013.
42. Michael Fassbender.
Yeah, you suck on me long enough and Iâll become sharp and deadly.
Abs-a-fuckinâ-lutely knew it! You try to be all hardened and tough, but I can see through that tough exterior. And you know whatâs under that? A deep and utter desire for one of the few Sins who know how to get really underneath your skin. {Was she joking? Meh, who knew. She didnât even know most of the time whether or not she was actually joking. But it wasnât really all that bad. Sheâd thought about it once before, if Lust and War actually did do something. Would probably make all the big bosses turn their heads.}
Iâm not a woman all the time. Only some of the time.
Now you're starting to play my way, just how I like it.
You've caught me, whatever shall I do about that. Is that what's underneath my exterior? An intensely undeniable urge for such a creature as yourself, see what else you can do with my skin. [He's teasing now, playing along for the sake of playing along. But Lust didn't need to know that. For all tense and purposes, Lust could try with War. The Big Bosses had their opinions, and frankly, no matter what. They could go fuck themselves.]
You could've fooled me.
âAnd there goes the bloody ozone of this godforsaken planet.â He chortled and took the paper from Caz. âI hope this innit going to be like lost and found, CazâIâm not exactly patient.â Well, if heâs up for it, heâs got the energy. âLetâs seeââhe straightened the paper and paused as soon âsixâ and âeightâ echoedââthe missusesâŠâ He snorted in amusement and folded the article, âIâll look them up soon, yeah. Donât use gobshite, Pest called me that. It gives me crawly-crab feelings, you philandering arsehole.â
"There's still an ozone layer left? Is that magnificent thatch of bird nesting on the top of your head is natural? I thought that was all hair spray and wax." He teased, and just like that, along with the mug of baileys there's a packet of turkish delight. Waiting for the right â there we go, he's twigged on. "Don't go searching too hard, I don't want to attract the rest, they all sounded like banshee's in the end. Good. Tell me, can you feel them crawling up your arms? In your pants? Good. Cause that's how we all feel when Pest enters the room."
The Ten Brides of War
âł Part 1, I II III IV.
As beautiful,fickle and fiery as their husband. The Brides of War, even for mortals were something to behold. They attracted him with their beauty, and ensnared him with their ambitions, determination and zest for more.
War loved them all, or cared deeply, as the embodiment of Bloody Conflict couldn't feel love, he felt only for the clash of steel, breathed for the victory cries of those who earned his favor and wanted nothing more than the taste of blood as one craves rich brandy.
They were the ones who loved and he was their master, they wanted for nothing, and often followed their husbands blood thirsting nature.Â
Well what can I say? Iâm just a little sweetheart.
Are you calling me and my bones pretty, Caz? Oh I always knew you had a thing for this particular vessel. Wouldnât really blame you though. Took me a long time to get a hold of something like this. {It was easy to rile him up, to tease him and for them to get into an argument. At least she wasnât conquest, that would be the worst thing possible.}
You can be such a woman sometimes.
Like a candy cane.
Oh yes, I have a real thing for those bones of yours. I'm impressed by it, never got the whole vessel swapping though. No matter how pretty the meat on the bones is. [War was war. If you couldn't make him angry then there was something seriously wrong. Lust was coming out with a knack for it. Giving a light scratch over his inked neck, he cocked his head to the side.]
At least it's not all the time, like someone I know.
âYeah, hang on.â He suspiciously procures a clear folder containing a few papers. âCV, in case you run out of toilet paper, feel free to use. Itâs also scented, ooh.â As soon as âsoulsâ was mouthed, Ira tilted his head and leaned forward, âYou had me at âlovelyâ, tell me more. Itâs kind of steaming and howâd you end up with a mug in the first place, you fetching twat.â
"Such a peach." Reaching over to take the folder, feigning interest as it began to smoke and go up in flames. "Oops." Back to business, reaching into his jacket pocket, he tipped the half crumpled paper towards Ira. "I need you to find them, and keep hold of them for me. I know how much you loved six and eight. It's because I'm so hot. It's what I do. And magic, that's how, gobshite."
Just One Last Time (ft. Taped Rai) - David Guetta
âIâm a fuckinâ pro. Also Iâm the bleedinâ Pied Piper. Good enough? Whatâre you drinking, is that Baileyâs.â
"Can I get that in a CV? Kiddin'. Fair enough, I need you to acquire some very lovely souls for me. I might have a couple of bottles. What's it got to do with you, you shamrock shakin' git?"