YOU DONT THINK WELL FUCJING FIND YOU??( I HAVE SHOOTERS EVERYWHERE. I JATE YOU!!!!!!!!!
— 📻 SO LONG SUCKER.

seen from Malaysia

seen from Australia
seen from Portugal

seen from Australia
seen from China

seen from India
seen from South Korea

seen from Peru
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from India
seen from T1
seen from Singapore
seen from United States

seen from Indonesia
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
YOU DONT THINK WELL FUCJING FIND YOU??( I HAVE SHOOTERS EVERYWHERE. I JATE YOU!!!!!!!!!
— 📻 SO LONG SUCKER.
To Dr. Easterman,
Patient ‘Amelia’ has showed a brief burst of consciousness. When mentioning you, Dr. Easterman, she - apparently reflexively - did this.
We thought to inform you for further instruction. We’ll be observing her thoroughly to track future medical events.
— Sinyala Medical Staff
🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕
ー Doctor Easterman
🐦 tommy going down on amelia and making her see stars 🥵
(Thank you for this request!!)
18+ Amelia-not really a spoiler, but just nsfw
He wasn't a greedy lover. Amelia could say many things about Tommy Shelby, but one thing she couldn't argue was that he understood. He understood her body and how to make it feel something. The first time Tommy ever went down on her was on her birthday. Her eyes were fluttering awake to the peak of the morning sun coming through the curtains. It took her a minute to realize why her body was tingling until she felt so surreal in bliss. Her hooded eyes looked to between her legs, peeping his head between them. The poor girl didn't have much time to fight him or decide whether or not she liked it before it felt like pure heaven. His tongue worked so gently against her sensitive nub; swirling and flicking, licking and sucking, kissing and moaning. Repeatedly until nothing in her head mattered. Her legs were quivering, shaking mad until something so unmistakable exploded within her. She arched her back, breathing quickening as her hands reached for his hair. Her lips rolled, begging and pleading for more.
I like your drawing skills
Here's the latest Ask Amelia webcomic that I just completed, answering a question asked by one of my fans-- Victor (aka @frostare).
If you have any questions for the next "Ask Amelia" feel free to post them in the comments section below.
SEND ➳ FOR YOUR CHARACTER TO RECEIVE MINE AS A GIFT/SPOIL OF WAR. (requested by @tuppencetrinkets)
The war was over but they hadn't won. Instead darkness did. Amelia lost everything and everyone she ever cared about - even the very person she had refused to call her family until it was too late. She knew she still had a target on her head (perhaps worst now that Harry wasn't alive anymore for her to be leveraged to: giving death eaters a free pass to kill her) which lead to Amelia going on the run. She was careful, constantly moving, making sure to keep under the radar and using magic to cover her tracks until one day she found herself caught.
For so long Amelia had survived on her own - years - that she grew cocky over the belief that no one would be able to capture her ... but boy had she been wrong. In all truth she had expected the snatchers to kill her right then and there, but instead they took her to the last place she expected: to Takeshi.
So here she was, alone with him after the snatchers finally left after collecting their bounty. Amelia was still fuming about the way they had regarded to her while trading her over to Takeshi, speaking about her like she was some kind of thing. It angered her so much that it overpowered any sense of fear she should have been feeling in that moment. Her hands were the only thing that remained bound now but even so the look in her eyes was warning enough that she wasn't going to back down without a fight.
"Let me guess ..." The corner of Amelia's lips twitched into a smirk though it didn't reach her eyes and was oh-so clearly full of intentions to mock the death eater, "you're gonna trade me off to Voldemort now after these bastards dumped me on you?" She scoffed, shaking her head before her tone took on a more biting one: "I'm not a bloody object to be traded with!"
computa give Amelia Collier freedom and 100 dandelions... computa... computa give Amelia her partner... computa... computa generate me a lovely picnic with Amelia and Damon...
— 📻 Thank you computa, now make it last a little longer.