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Harley turns and catches his wink with a smirk. Harley gives him a once-over, clearly amused. “Oh, the night’s been a real blast” Harley purrs. “But, y’know, I haven’t gotten to make out with you yet… so can it really be called fun?”
Laughing, he shrugged his broad shoulders, swaying rhythmically to the beat of whatever house track was blaring through the speakers at the moment. "Well, I'm all about earning stellar reviews, so if a make-out sesh is what's gonna lock that down, I'm all for it." He reached out, wrapping his hand around Harley's lower back and tugging them into his space, their noses brushing against each other. "Mmm, and you're sexy as hell, so...it's not like this actually a chore or anything." He teased before leaning in and kissing the other deeply, his lips parting against theirs with a deep moan.
The delivery man, sweating slightly from all the dancing he'd already been doing, approached the next person he saw. He flashed his perfectly white, charming smile as he made his way to them, his locked onto theirs flirtatiously. "Hey there!" He winked, "Enjoying the night so far?"
Thor chuckled as the man tipped his hat at him, and poured him a new glass of punch. "Very good service, Mr UPS," he nodded firmly, his long hair flowing as his head moved. "You did very good."
The man knew he had deliveries to make. There were so many people who needed his package! But gosh, he was transfixed by this man. That long, flowing blonde hair, those muscles; that charming grin - it was pretty intoxicating. "Aww, shucks. Thanks. I'm glad you're so satisfied - but we don't accept tips before you try. Your satisfaction in my service is all I need." He said sweetly. "Well...unless there's anything else I can do for you...I should go. Lots of deliveries to make, customers to please...although none of 'em'll be like you, I'm sure."
Thor stood at the snacks and punch table in the great hall, as he downed a pint glass of punch. He looked around at the people in the hall, and grinned to himself as he threw his cup to the ground. "Another!" he declared in a loud, booming voice.
"Whoa!" The delivery man let out as the cup when flying, just missing his head. "Watch where you're throwing things, big guy!" He chuckled, picking it up and tossing it into a nearby trash can before he sauntered up and stood in front of the other, taller man. He set his hands on his hips, proudly displaying his skin-tight UPS uniform. "I don't mind getting another one for you, though. I live to serve! What'll it be?"
"My apologies!" Thor exclaimed, and grinned as he took in the sight of the other man. "You live to serve? What an enticing way to describe fetching me another drink," he teased, with a knowing look. "Another cup of punch and then a discussion about how else you might serve the mighty Thor."
The delivery man tipped his hat to this Thor-person, smiling charmingly as he did so. “Yup! It’’s in an oath we take when we get hired for UPS - the customer’s always right and all that. We specialize in super speedy, efficient service, so I’ll have that punch to you in no time!” Beaming, he bolted to the side, quickly pouring Thor a new glass of punch and returning it to him all within two minutes. “There! How’s that for service, Mr. Thor?”He asked, clearly angling for some praise from his super handsome customer.
Thor stood at the snacks and punch table in the great hall, as he downed a pint glass of punch. He looked around at the people in the hall, and grinned to himself as he threw his cup to the ground. "Another!" he declared in a loud, booming voice.
"Whoa!" The delivery man let out as the cup when flying, just missing his head. "Watch where you're throwing things, big guy!" He chuckled, picking it up and tossing it into a nearby trash can before he sauntered up and stood in front of the other, taller man. He set his hands on his hips, proudly displaying his skin-tight UPS uniform. "I don't mind getting another one for you, though. I live to serve! What'll it be?"
She gave a short chuckle at his quip, looking over at him. "I suppose that might be true. Though I can't say I've come across many of you in my experience. We don't have much use for delivery men in ancient Egypt," she laughed at her own joke. She enjoyed a man ready to provide for her every whim, as he seemed to. "They seem to be enjoying themselves. Certainly no reason to spoil their fun. Though, if you're interested in other decrees, we might be able to find some fun elsewhere.," she said with a sultry, dark voice.
His eyes widened as he took in the queen's beauty, his gaze roaming over her curves, then locking onto hers with obvious hunger. A sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, I'd be more than happy to find some...fun elsewhere," he said, his eyes never leaving hers as he took a step closer to her. He leaned in close enough for her to feel his warm breath on he skin before speaking softly into her ear, "A queen as gorgeous as yourself should totally be entertained - and I can come up with all sorts of ways to accomplish that, your majesty..."
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The queen of the nile stood off to the side, watching the masses of mortals dance around. "Why do they all look like they refuse to bend at the knees?" she asked the body coming into her view.
Nodding as the delivery man, glad in tiny, khaki shorts and a skin-tight brown polo, joined the queen's side and turned to look out over the crowd. "Beats me, Your Highness. Bending at the knees is really important in my line of work. It protects you're pack when you're handling big packages." He said with a lopsided smirk. "I'd show them all how to bend and snap back up, maybe even stretch them all out for you so that they're less...upright if that's what you'd decree, ma'am."