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Theme Week– Guilds of Ravnica: Izzet League

Last weekend was my monthly theme week release over on Patreon, and it was up to my patrons to select their favorite guild from the city-plane of Ravnica! Last month’s winner was the Golgari Swarm, who I do love, but I’ll always have a special place in my heart for the megalomaniacal science-casters in the Izzet.

If you’d like to see the aforementioned release for the Golgari Swarm, catch up on the other Theme Weeks I’ve done in the past, or cast your own vote in my Weekly Polls, you can always sign up to support me on Patreon (for as little as $2/month)!

[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[platoapproved]

louis + cruelty

[lotus-pear]

bugs when you lift up a rock

[thedeepgreensea]

the bride and the ugly ass groom <3

[phantomrose96]

She’s cooking

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

News spreads fast.

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[pangur-and-grim]

Grim is such a mother

[haemonart]

Happy pride month!! :D

[msatowing]

Emergency Roadside Assistance Abbotsford: A Reliable Lifeline on the Road

Introduction:

Picture yourself driving through the scenic roads of Abbotsford, enjoying the journey, when suddenly your car breaks down, leaving you stranded and in need of immediate help. In such moments of distress, emergency roadside assistance Abbotsford becomes your reliable lifeline, providing the support you need to navigate through unexpected car troubles. In this blog post, we will explore the importance of emergency roadside assistance Abbotsford and how it can come to your rescue during challenging situations.

1. Immediate Response and Peace of Mind: Emergency roadside assistance services Abbotsford offer a quick response when you find yourself in a roadside emergency. With a simple phone call, professional assistance is dispatched to your location, providing peace of mind and alleviating the stress associated with unexpected breakdowns or accidents.

2. Towing Services: When your vehicle is not drivable or safe to operate, emergency roadside assistance Abbotsford offers towing services to transport your car to a nearby repair facility or a location of your choice. Whether it's a mechanical issue, a collision, or an irreparable flat tire, towing services ensure the safe and efficient removal of your vehicle from the roadside.

3. Battery Jump-Starts: A dead battery can leave you stranded, but with emergency roadside assistance, a trained technician equipped with jumper cables will arrive promptly to jump-start your vehicle. This service eliminates the hassle of searching for a nearby vehicle to jump-start your car and gets you back on the road in no time.

4. Flat Tire Assistance: Dealing with a flat tire can be a daunting task, especially if you're not familiar with changing tires or lack the necessary tools. Abbotsford Emergency roadside assistance  sends a skilled technician who can either repair the flat tire or replace it with your spare tire, ensuring your safety and enabling you to continue your journey.

5. Fuel Delivery: Running out of fuel can be an inconvenience, but it can happen to anyone. With emergency roadside assistance, you can rely on a timely fuel delivery service in Abbotsford. Whether you misjudged the distance to the nearest gas station or simply forgot to refuel, this service ensures that you receive enough fuel to reach a nearby gas station and get back on track.

6. Lockout Services: Locking your keys inside your car or losing them altogether can be frustrating and leave you feeling helpless. Emergency roadside assistance Abbotsford provides lockout services, dispatching a professional who can help you regain access to your vehicle by unlocking the doors or providing a spare key. This service saves you time, stress, and potential damage to your vehicle.

Conclusion: Emergency roadside assistance Abbotsford proves to be an invaluable service, offering immediate support and peace of mind to drivers facing unexpected car troubles. Whether it's towing services, battery jump-starts, flat tire assistance, fuel delivery, or lockout services, these reliable services ensure your safety, convenience, and prompt resolution of roadside emergencies. Consider including emergency roadside assistance as part of your automotive plan or insurance coverage to enjoy the benefits it offers and navigate any unforeseen circumstances with ease. When the unexpected happens, you can confidently rely on Abbotsford emergency roadside assistance as your trusted ally on the road.

[sp0o0kylights]

Grass is green, water is wet, and Jonathan Byers does not like Steve Harrington.

These are known facts in the universe.

Computers were going to take over the world, a “mobile” phone was being invented, and Steve Harrington had lost most of his hearing.

These were unknown facts--rumors even, if you will. Eddie had never seen even a grain of truth to support any of them. 

(Well, maybe the computer thing, but only because Grant and Dustin both had made a couple of convincing arguments.) 

So he doesn’t think about it, when his freshman gang up on him. 

Doesn’t even factor the “can’t hear well” thing in, when he was tasked (demanded, whined, bitched and moaned at) with helping them explain to Steve why going to the release party of the new D&D box set, located at a hobby store only a mere 2 hour drive away, was important.

Eddie’s not even sure how the little shits got him to agree to do it until he’s standing in the parking lot in front of the former King himself. 

“The store’s leading up to the release with a handful of one-shots.” He’s explaining, unsure whether to pull out the bored act or play up his court jester persona, and thus mixing and matching on the fly. 

He does not care if Harrington doesn’t know what a one-shot is. 

“They’re releasing the set at midnight. You have to be there to get it though, you can’t have someone else pick it up for you because they only got a certain amount in.” 

Harrington’s frowning (no surprise) but it’s not until Eddie is well into his spiel about how his van is already full with the elder members of Hellfire, and thus has no room for the freshmen, that he realizes Steve isn’t quite looking at him. 

Is in fact, looking over his shoulder.

Eddie stops. Follows Harrington’s gaze.

Parked across from Steve’s Beemer, is Jonathan Byer’s barely working clunker car. 

A handful of steps in front of it, and thus nearly right behind Eddie, is the man himself.

His hands are still moving, mouth shaping words silent as he goes, his gaze locked not on Eddie or the kids--but on Steve. 

Who turns back around as Harrington’s eyes slide right back to him. 

“And this is taking place next Friday?” He says, in that sort of annoyed but resigned way parents aim at their children. “After school?” 

“I’d like to go during  school, but the freshmen insist you wouldn’t let them ditch out.” Eddie tells him. “They had two separate arguments about it.” 

Loud ones, that had interrupted the game and given Eddie a migraine. 

Once again Steve’s eyes slide away from him, to Jonathan. 

“They’re not skipping school.” He says suddenly, a glare forming and Jonathan makes an annoyed noise. 

“They argued about skipping, they’re not going to.” He says aloud, and finally steps up so that he’s next to Eddie instead of behind him. 

“Munson slow down, I can’t sign as fast as you’re talking.” He adds, in the hang-dog grumble he’s notorious for. 

Eddie stares at him. 

“Can he seriously not hear me?” 

“No.” Steve and Jonathan answer together. 

“I can kind of still hear,” Steve adds, gaze returning to Eddie’s face. “But its more loud music or noises. I can lip read, but you’re also talking too fast for that.” 

Without pausing, he turns back to Jonathan and says; “Why can’t you take them?”

“It’s Friday.” Byers deadpans. 

Eddie’s not an expert on sign language, but his hands somehow looked deadpan too. 

He’s not sure how Jonathan did that. 

“So?” Steve snarks back. 

What follows is an argument that Eddie is not, at all involved in, mostly because he’s too busy handling the fact that Jonathan Byers has learned sign language, for Steve Harrington, apparently, and given the tone the argument is taking they still don’t even like each other.  

Eventually the argument ends, Steve throwing his hands in the air and demanding that Jonathan owes him. 

(Eventually Eddie will corner the ever so quiet Will Byers and ask why the hell his brother learned sign language for someone he clearly fucking hates.

“Oh they don’t hate each other.” Baby Byers would say, in that shy, quiet way of his. “I think they’re actually friends now?” 

“You think?”

“Well--you’ve seen them.” Will shrugs. “I think being mean to each other is kinda their thing.” 

‘What the hell.’ Eddie would think, right up until he stumbled across one of the kids sign language books. 

Byers the Elder, he decides, isn’t the only person who should learn sign language to chew out Harrington properly.

The pay off is immediate. 

Or at least, the pay off of watching Steve’s shocked face the first time Eddie signs something vulgar at him is, anyway.)

[redbelles]

He exists now only in my memory.

TITANIC (1997) — ft. "Talk" by Hozier

[somerandomcockroach]

I SHOULD NOT BE TRUSTED WITH BREAKS I COME BACK LIKE THAT

[eupheme]

— show me, sweetheart

logan howlett x f!reader

rated e | 700 words

tags: PiV, come play / eating / swapping, logan pov, multiple rounds, mating pressss, just pure filth

logan never leaves a job half-done.

His cock still throbs, when he finally eases out of you.

Hands still gripping your waist - claws half-punched through whitened knuckles, edged with red. Hips still rutting into the air, letting himself drip down against your swollen cunt.

Marking you, from the inside out.

As good as it feels to spill inside you, it’s this moment that Logan likes the best. Bliss still humming in his veins, as his hand wraps around.

Making sure every drop is spent where it should, making sure he gleams across your skin.

Parted lips that match yours, panting out a breath as you drift back down from your own high. Wrecked beneath him, a gasp pushed from you when his hands hook beneath your knees.

Pushing leaden legs up, then open. Shameless in the way his eyes drop, to see how you gape in his absence.

“Come on.” He rasps. “Lemme see.”

Logan’s name comes out hushed.

Cute, how embarrassed you are.

As if you weren’t begging for him a moment ago. Greedy for his touch. For his come, wanting it spent deep inside you.

He gave it all to you, and now you owe him.

A slight edge slipping into his voice.

“Show me, sweetheart.”

The rough and commanding sound makes you clench, but it’s what he wants. Pretty and empty and he think you must be aching to be filled again, with the way he watches himself bead up inside you.

Spilling over.

“Fuck.” It’s hissed out through gritted teeth.

He lowers. Head pressed against a thigh, hearing the way your pulse gallops beneath your skin.

Gathering himself up. Two fingers fitting inside you as he pushes his come back in - groaning at how wet and warm you are around him, gripping him from fingertip to knuckle.

It’s filthy, the sounds you make. The moan paired with the lewd pump of his fingers. Pitching high when he can’t resist the urge to taste the way you blend together.

The flat of his tongue tracing from filled hole to clit, then back again. A pleased hum when you clamp down around him, bucking into his mouth each time.

Another lazy lick before he’s moving, all thick muscle and sinew - fingers withdrawing as your thighs are pushed up towards you chest again.

Your slick and his release smeared across your skin, as his mouth presses to yours. Lips parting for the swipe of his tongue, a muffled moan when he passes himself to you. Deepening it, until he’s all you can taste.

“Again, yeah?” His nose ghosts across your cheek, when the kiss finally breaks. Nuzzling his face the hollow beneath your ear, inhaling.

Your body arches against his, “Yes.”

Always yes.

Always more, and something in his chest tightens at the thought of him being the one to give this to you.

A hand slips down in answer, wrapping around his cock. Guiding it back inside, a sharp snap of his hips as he drives himself home.

Even after everything, you still hiss as you make room for him. Toes curling as your legs flex - knees digging into his ribs.

“Shit,” He growls, low in your ear, “There we go. Atta girl.”

Reveling in the bite of your nails, as your arms wind around his neck. Scraping against his shoulders as he swallows your moan.

Bottoming out until he’s back where he belongs, crushing himself flush against the folded curve of your body.

The cold kiss of his dog tags against heated skin as he fucks down into you, again and again. The bed creaking with the force of his weight, as his spread knees digging into the mattress.

Close enough to hear each and every breath pushed from your lungs. The ragged gasps that pitch higher when his cock pounds against that spot inside you, again and again.

It send a rush of warmth through him. A tightening in his core with each sharp plunge of his hips - but tonight, he lets that feeling build.

Chasing it, even - a rough growl against your throat, when he feels you start to stiffen beneath him in anticipation.

The tell-tale whimper that tells him you’re close - nails piercing already-healing flesh. A permission to let himself follow, as soon as he feels you pulse around him, once more.

Because after all, if his girl wants to be filled-

Then he’s sure he’s got a few more rounds in him.

thank you so much for reading! 💕

[thecoolertails]

too many books written by people who don't read books and only read fanfic. to counteract this there should be more fanfic made by people who don't read fanfic and only read books