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[getolovesmesm]

things about me !

♡ my name is unknown, but you can call me m !!

☆ i am 18-teen and i hate strawberries and kiwi (i know a lot of yall gonna hate on me but, let me be)

♧ i love watching anime and reading manga !!

▪︎ my top 3 fav anime's are aot,jjk and ponyo !!

▪︎ even though i first watched jjk, aot won my heart so aot it is

▪︎ my fav characters from aot are: eren,mikasa,armin,connie,sasha and jean

▪︎ as for jjk: gojo,geto,yuji,megumi,shoko and kugisaki :)

♤ sometimes you'll see me posting memes and sometimes blogs of the other people i follow :)

♡ this is a safe place and i don't allow anything that will make me or you uncomfortable, so please if something is bothering you on my blog feel free to block me :]

◇ here is the list of my fav bloggers on tumbrl:

@nkogneatho

@chuluoyi

@saintobio

@satoruhour

@owwllly

@stevie-petey

@heartpascal

☆ thats it from me !! c u soon folks !! :]

[dailyhatsune]

Miku comes out to her dad

memories of miku and mike at the pride parade

[remanence-of-love]

[loki-us]

It’s the casual way Mobius sets his chaotic boyfriend The God of Mischief loose on everyone. Mobius is so attuned to Loki, he immediately knows how he’s going to react, offering him a gentle warning or permission to proceed. And Loki carefully waits for that permission before he acts, implying this is a familiar dynamic that’s been established beforehand.

[jijis-palace]

i love shameless sluts that don't even realize they're a freak. however i also love repressed sluts that turn red and stutter if you do something too dirty. you see my issue here.

[bookaddict24-7]

"A library is never complete. That’s the joy of it. We are always seeking one more book to add to our collection."

-The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There by Catherynne M. Valente

[stewykablooey]

[masculinesapphics]

reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a kiss on the forehead and a hug to let them know they did a good job today

[dizzybizz]

"this is regrettably the best kiss of your life, you understand?"

[hawktims]

Remember. It's about compatibility. It's a dialogue, not a fight. But I'm not gonna dial down my moves. [...] Okay. Then neither will I.

PACIFIC RIM (2013) dir. Guillermo del Toro

[getolovesmesm]

tsukishima 😝😝😝😜😜😻😻😻😻👅👅🤞🤞😜😜😜

[akunya]

“a humans touch.”

pairings: malleus draconia x m!reader

summary: you’re curious about malleus’s horns, so he lets you touch them.

tw: frottage (?), dubious consent, touching, implied age diff., size diff, etc. sfw.

notes: some food after a year.. thank you so much for all of the messages you’ve left me in the meantime. i can’t express how happy they’ve made me.

this is sfw, but i promise next fic will be filthy. enjoy!

“can i.. touch them?”

malleus’s head cocks to the side a little, a bit puzzled over your request. you and him were just lounging around the diasomnia dorm until you spoke up, breaking him out of his reading session.

“touch.. what exactly?” the fae questioned as he watched you moved closer to him, until you were staring at the top of his head. “oh, my horns? is that what you want to touch, child of man?” he couldn’t help but chuckle, closing his book and putting it on the coffee table. you nodded silently. sometimes, you were too adorable (in his eyes) for your own good.

“sorry if it’s a weird thing to ask! they just look so.. intriguing?” your voice trailed, trying to find the right words to describe his horns without offending the prince. “we don’t have many fae or dragons where im from.” malleus smiled fondly. he nodded before leaning down. he was much taller than you, with your little form barely reaching his torso — and he adored it that way. it added onto your undeniable cuteness.

“i don’t mind. i trust that you’ll be gentle with them. touch as much as you like, y/n.” his deep voice made you feel warm, nodding as you sat up straight, a tad guilty that he was straining his neck to appease you.

and so, you started your little examination. your fingers lightly grazed upon the tips of his horns, slowly rubbing up and down. malleus gulped. his brow furrowed for a split second. not wanting to comment on your actions, his fangs digging into his lips to keep quiet. his horns weren’t extremely sensitive, but they did have feeling, and every time you touched — it sent a shiver down his spine.

however, you were too engrossed in his strange anatomy to care. mumbling to yourself, you let your hands travel further down his horns, paying attention to the little crevices and ridges on the sides. “amazing. it almost feels like scales, in a way. it’s a bit.. leathery..?” nails delightfully scraped the faes horns.

he hummed happily, almost purring at the special attention from the boy he liked. other than you shuffling on the couch to reach higher, the room was quiet — except for malleus’s little huffs every now and then. your fingers kept traveling lower, until you gently caressed the skin where his horns had grown from. careful hands followed the scales, eyes widening at the plethora of little ridges that adorned his forehead. “these were here all along..?”

“are you surprised, little human?” the fae chuckled, looking up at you. his cat-like pupils bore into your own, bright green irises making him all the more enticing. it was amazing how other worldly he was: you couldn’t believe that this wasn’t a dream. even with hair slightly disheveled, malleus still carried a powerful yet dreamlike aura to him. the dorm leader looked as if he stepped right out of a fairy tale.

“a little. i wasnt expecting them to be on your forehead, too.” malleus felt the corners of his lips curve into a smile, and before you knew it, he pulled you onto his lap. you gasped in surprise, his strong arms wrapping around your waist and moving you as if you were a feather, until you straddled him properly and looked down towards him. your face was red as the older man chuckled.

“you got to touch wherever you wanted, so surely you’d let me do the same to you, hm?” he laughed at your stuttering, speechless as his hands went lower. claws dug into the thick of your thighs before traveling back up, a careful index finger lightly traced around your crotch. he was teasing you on purpose. malleus would give you everything, but that didn’t mean he disliked being mischevious every once in a while, especially when your reactions were priceless.

“m-malleus—“ you tried to speak up, eyes scrunching shut when sharp nails circled around your crotch again. you were a toy in his hands, and that idea seemed to only spur you on even more. shaky breaths left your lips as he continued to rake and touch your frail frame.

soft lips grazed the shell of your ear before parting to speak. “sshhh, little human. you don’t want anyone to hear us, do you? some diasomnia students might still be around..” malleus chuckled, leaving a small kiss before nuzzling into your neck.

his body hunched over yours, as if he was caging you in his arms as much as he could. a hefty sigh made the fae relax, you scent letting him unwind.

on the contrary, the close proximity only made you feel even more antsy. never have you been this close to the dorm leader. what started as innocent curiosity led to something much more interesting, with you having no choice but to stay still and let him explore your own human body.

“i don’t want to waste any time, so behave, okay? let me really see how a human reacts to touch.”

[rigormortisangel]

ill have an "i need them" moment and then remember we havent spoken in almost a year, but my mind still automatically thinks of them for comfort.

[hanfocus]

nom nom nom 🗣️

[loki-us]

I feel like we don’t talk about this scene enough. It’s the implication that Mobius knows every terrible thing Loki has ever done and has still never seen him as a villain because of it. It’s Loki intimidating Brad by saying that Mobius—the person who understands him best—would agree that Loki is capable of getting what he needs from Brad. It’s Loki admitting that Mobius is the one who knows him better than anyone else ever has. It’s the casual intimacy of the statement, just 3 ostensibly unimportant words thrown on at the end of a sentence that ultimately reveals how familiar and close they really are to each another.

[pvmpkinzz]

real picture of me going to bed