Oh noo, watching Charlie’s phasmophobia stream from last night, and Shayna died THREE TIMES IN A ROW 😂😂 noohohooooo how does it keep happening 😂
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Oh noo, watching Charlie’s phasmophobia stream from last night, and Shayna died THREE TIMES IN A ROW 😂😂 noohohooooo how does it keep happening 😂
Cleo, welcome to hell! Hope u have a good time
Continued from X
syrian-snake-gladiator
[Mistakes about language are a teamwork between me and google translate]
Karim gently thrust his hips into the touch or Agron’s fingers, a soft moan falling from his lips. He knew he had Agron wrapped around his little finger right now, had him exactly where he wanted him. And as wound up as they both were right now, they would probably even make it to dinner after this. But he wasn’t going to content himself with fingers.
He leaned forward, pressed his face into the crook of Agron’s neck and nipped the skin with his teeth. His breath grazed Agron’s ear, and he nipped Agron’s earlobe as well.
“'uriduk ‘an yumaris aljins maeia,” he breathed into Agron’s ear in a smoky whisper, knowing full well that Agron didn’t understand a single word of Arabic. It didn’t stop him from being turned on by it, though. “alan…”
Then he leaned back to observe the effect of his words, a dark smirk on his face.
@agron-rebel-general
Agron rather enjoyed hearing the sounds of pleasure that escaped Karim -- knowing it was only the beginning. Just as he enjoyed the thrust of his hips. Knowing that he was the one able to draw such reactions from him. Agron couldn’t help but showcase a smug smile upon his lips, one that slowly faded as Karim nestled his face in the crook of his head, teeth nipping at his skin which drew a heavy inhilation of breath from Agron. As if that hadn’t done enough, his words really threatened to make him lose control. He may not understand it completely . . . but fuck, Karim knew what the foreign tongue did to Agron.
For he could make a few guesses about what he was saying. Karim certainly anticipated such things because he drew his head back to observe his work, and Agron’s heavily lidded eyes were consumed with desire and need. He hungrily kissed Karim again, coaxing his mouth open with his own as he slipped his tongue between the other’s lips, exploring his mouth with a newly fuelled urgency. A soft moan escaped him as he stroked Karim’s cock in long strides,
Lifting and turning him a little so that he could put Karim with his back against the bed and Agron quickly positioned himself on top of him. “You know what that fucking does to me,” he teased in between kisses, finally pulling the last piece of fabric off of Karim and tossing it to the side. “Makes you even more desirable.” Another clear tease, for he was always desirable. And Agron wanted him to know it, as his lips trailed from Karim’s to down his neck, sucking at the skin before soothing it with his tongue.
@syrian-snake-gladiator
My new and fav OC Alain <3 He is a Ray's older brother. I don't have a very well thought bio for him, but he's of a noble blood, very feminine, loves sculpturing and reading. Loves and hates his younger brother at the same time. Very complex person (←_←)
the bad thing about writing a chapter of a multichap fic after a long time is that you have to go back and reread the old writing and you find yourself wanting to change so many things aghh
I HAVE MADE A TERRIBLE MISTAKE AND HAVE DECIDED TO BECOME A DUNGEON MASTER
HAVING NEVER PLAYED DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS SERIOUSLY IN MY LIFE
LET’S FUCKING GO FAM
truly evil that:
I can't focus on recovering fully because I have to rush to finish my master's finals
can't celebrate the silly man's anniversary because I have to recover AND rush to finish my master's assignments
But in honor of two years of the silly man I'll be writing my essays and listening to all of the different variations of my Eddie playlists, starting with the OG
I do not like thiiiiis