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royal-confessions · 4 months
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“Amen to the First Lady of Nigeria 🇳🇬 on her comments about MM visit. 👏🏽” - Submitted by mslothbrok
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mslothbrok · 1 year
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Bridgerton/Queen Charlotte rp ad. Please!
Hi everyone! I’m Jodie 🤗
I’m looking for a long term rp partner to do a bridgerton rp with me. I am semi-lit, I write in the third person and in paragraphs. I only do doubles, usually I would do OCxCanon pairing. 18+ please 🙏🏽
So if you’re wishing to escape reality, and dive into the dating market of the ton! Please pm me or add me on discord!
.mslothbrok
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senjuhashirama · 3 years
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Hello sweetie! This is completely random but are you still looking for an rp partner? Founders of leaf or Naruto shippuden? Stay safe ☺️
Hello there! ♥ Tbh, yes, I'm always looking for RP partners! Feel free to DM me or add me on discord
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bakubabes-tatakae · 4 years
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Hi 👋🏽 can I make a request about Byakuya kuchiki :) I
Oh my god. Please do. 👀
I love writing for Byakuya. 🥺❤️
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imaginationlane · 6 years
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I’m so obsessed with Bill, everything about him is prefect straight down to the fact that, he cannot dance is too cute for words. 😭😍
His dancing makes me laugh so hard lol. God bless his two left feet. It gives me all the feels though *sobs*
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norsenightingale · 6 years
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Hi 👋🏽 can I make a request for Björn taken an sudden interest in ivar lover? Perhaps to wind his brother up or because he generally wants to know what she finds so appealing about ivar and not him or his brothers. Thank you 🤗😘
Absolutely, I’ll put it on my list and tag you when it’s posted =]
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kokonoisgf · 3 years
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office - Hanma
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+ character: timeskip Hanma
+ tw: MINORS DNI - 18+ sexual explicit content, public sex, degradation, mentions “daddy”, spitting
+ note: short drabble requested by @mslothbrok <3 have the best christmas love! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ* make sure to stay safe, I love you
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“Aren’t you the best girl?” Coos a dangerous voice from behind his desk, swirling around in his chair. Tousled bi-coloured hair and glasses resting on the bridge of his thin nose- golden coloured orbs scan your body, before patting his laps. “Paying daddy such a nice little visit, what could you want, hm?” His finger trail up your jugular, tracing your jawline and cheekbone, before ghosting over your lips. It feels as if he’s lighting up a trail of fire along your skin, the dim light reflecting along his golden skin. Hanma’s dangerous gaze looms over your face, studying your features, exhaling the smoke from his burning cigar away from you. It twirls around him, eyes shining, as you grind down on him, rolling your hips oh so deliciously on his hard-on. “Want’ you” coos your soft voice, tone dripping with needs. It’s not long before he’s hoisting you up and dropping you on his desk.
Stealing a kiss, he devours you whole, piles of papers and object clashing on the hardwood floor. “Needy little whore” he trails off, gaze lighting fire, “So fucking eager for my cock, aren’t you?” His words are harsh, ripping off your panties and spitting on your fold, the drop of spit dripping down your exposed cunt - ‘ “Such a pretty pussy” His fingers parts your folds, smearing his spit over your clit, one hand throwing his glasses to the side before shooting you a dangerous smirk: “Fuck- you’re so messy, you’d want someone to walk in on us, huh?” His gaze is dangerous, fingers working at a merciless pace between your legs eliciting moans after moans out of your parted lips. Soon enough, your begs and pleas for his cock to rearrange your inside fill his office, with little to no regards as to whom may heard the two of you. Hanma snickers, unbuckling his belt in the blink of an eye; “that’s right, let them hear who you belong to, you slut.” his words are harsh, long digits soaked with your juices as he spread your folds; gaze flickering there before landing a slap on the side of your thigh;
“Anyways, nobody can fuck that pretty cunt like I do, 
now ass up doll” 
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nmikaelsonimagines · 4 years
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Remarkable: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine
Request from @mslothbrok​: Hi 👋🏽 hope you are safe and well during, this pandemic. I was wondering if you could make an imagine. Where reader is a fae and Klaus in all his years never has come across one and his curiosity is pique and he doesn’t leave the reader alone?
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 
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Remarkable.
If Klaus Mikaelson had to choose a word to describe Y/N Y/L/N, that would have been it. Remarkable. Unlike anything or anyone he had ever seen, and she left him in awe every time he saw her. He had lived for over a thousand years, and he had never come across a being like her. A fae, a myth, a legend, something he thought didn’t really exist.
But then again, vampires weren’t supposed to exist either, so he probably shouldn’t have been surprised.
She was just, well, beyond remarkable. He could have been there for hours explaining why. It wasn’t just the fact that she was something new to him, something exciting. He had no doubt that even if she wasn’t a fae, he would have been just as curious when it came to Y/N.
She was beautiful with a fiery spirit that lit up a room. She also continued to grow increasingly annoyed by Klaus’s presence, the hybrid insisting on following her around.
“A creature as rare as you could fall into the hands of the wrong people, you know.”
“Funny. I thought you were supposed to be the definition of the wrong people.”
“Well that depends on how many stories you believe.”
“There comes a time in a girl’s life when she starts believing the stories if the majority of them turn out to say the same thing.”
“And maybe there comes a time in a girl’s life, Miss Y/L/N, that she should start judging characters for herself.”
Klaus couldn’t help himself. He wanted Y/N to see him for the person he really was, not the monster that hid under the bed, waiting for innocents to fall asleep so he could rip them apart. He wanted her to see him for the gentleman, for the family man who was falling head over heels in love with her.
“Why are you so interested in me, anyway? I’m nothing special. I’m basically just a witch who can fly.”
“Because, I think you’re remarkable.”
He knew he had used the word too many times, but there was no other way to describe Y/N, no other word that seemed to fit her as perfectly. He studied the way her hair blew in the breeze, the way her lips seemed to turn up so slightly as his compliment sunk in.
“Is that a smile?”
“Absolutely not.” She was quick to revert back to the frown that had become so commonplace, a staple of her annoyance that Klaus was no stranger to. He knew that he had an effect on her, half expecting her to finally lose it and tell him to just leave her alone. But he knew there was something else there, and hoped, just hoped, that part of her actually enjoyed his company.
“Of course not.” Klaus grinned at her, and he heard her heart beat just a little bit faster. “Y/N? Smiling? At me? Surely that’s a myth? Practically impossible. Just like fae folk and vampires.”
“Alright, alright. You’ve made your point. Maybe I was smiling.” Y/N looked at him, and in that moment, as she actually did smile, Klaus thought she had never looked more beautiful.
“There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Oh shut up.” She hit him then, playfully and affectionately, the first time she had treated him as a friend rather than a nuisance. The atmosphere changed as Klaus darted out of the way, laughing. One look in her eyes, and all laughter stopped, the air becoming heavier.
“Why are you really so interested in me, Klaus?” Her voice was quieter, and Klaus froze as she stepped closer to him. “Do you really think I’m remarkable?”
“No,” Klaus exhaled, “I think you’re so much more than that.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think you’re beyond remarkable.” Klaus couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. If there was ever a time to confess his feelings, maybe it was now. “I think you’re perfect, and beautiful, and you make my heart beat faster, and every time I think about kissing you, I almost lose control of myself. I won’t leave you alone because I’m scared about someone else piquing your interest just as you’ve piqued mine. In over a thousand years, I’ve never quite felt the way I do when I’m around you, and it’s not just because you’re fae, not just because it’s nature for me to be attracted to you. It’s because you are beyond remarkable, Y/N Y/L/N, and I never want any of that to fade out of my life.”
As the last words fell from Klaus’s lips, silence settled over the hybrid and the fae girl. She looked at him, her eyes searching his, and for the first time, in a long time, Klaus Mikaelson felt what it was to be insecure.
“Do you know, Klaus, that a lot of people have said stuff like that to me before? And they’ve never really meant it, because, like you said, it’s in the nature of human beings, of other creatures, to be attracted to someone like me. But you, Klaus Mikaelson, you really did mean it.”
Y/N took another step closer to him. “Please don’t leave me alone, Klaus. I’ve rather enjoyed your company.” She pressed a kiss against his cheek. “Promise me.”
“I promise, Y/N.”
She smiled at him, and only one word floated through Klaus’s mind.
Remarkable.
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honestsycrets · 5 years
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Flower Girl
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❛ pairing | ragnarssons x reader
❛ type | drabble
❛ request |  Reader being the ragnarsons 'little flower' they all share affection for. (not jealous of eachother but a little possessive). And she's very cuddly, cute and innocent but witty and smart. The boys lust after her and love flirting with her to get her flustered, Please? I love your writing and I'm sorry if this is long and you don't have to write this its cool. I understand writers can be busy. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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The basket on your arm bulges with gathered herbs. You ran your fingers over the lines of the garden where precious opium poppy grew. Your thumb cherished the soft petals as you thanked line after line of flowers for their work. “Thank you for your contribution, little plant. A lot of sick people will be happy now.”
The precious henbane grew like a weed around the settlement, and while you had need of it, it was not yours to take quite yet. Its own time would soon come. You stop at the pressure of something snaking tight around your ankle. Initially you think it might be a weed, but as it tugs and you softly shriek, you realize it isn’t a weed at all.
“Oh, Ivar!”
It’s just the snake of a boy who always sought you when you were here. Past the leaves that shield his long body, Ivar laughs full-heartedly at you. “I’ve caught you, little flower. You should be more careful. What if I were a lindworm? They enjoy beautiful things, you know.”
“Then I would be in great fear,” you say, hand to your chest. “More than I just was. Lindworms are greedy things.”
Ivar pulls himself upright, slapping his gloves together to rid them of mud. He mutters something soft, genuinely sweet under his breath. “So am I.”
“Don’t scare her, Ivar.” comes another voice. When you turn, you find that the eldest of the Aslaugssons came with Ivar too. “Lindworms are nothing to be afraid of. They’re easily slain.”
“You think you could slay one?”
“Shut up.”
“Ubbe,” you softly chide. “Were you watching me, too?”
“Maybe a little.” He stands with his arms crossed looking at you so intently that your cheeks warm at the thought. You came out to gather herbs early. Not early enough to evade the brothers.
“So then where are the others?”
“Coming. Hvitserk was not done eating.”
There is a surprise.
“Not Bjorn I hope? He… is…” you leave off, realizing you have already spoken too much. Having said too much already, you say a little more. “Forward.”
“By forward you mean annoying,” Ivar corrects.
Certainly he could be, pinning you up by your hips like that. Bjorn stole your first kiss. For it, you gave him a hell of a slap. Ubbe’s head bobs as if he’s agreeing to that much. You bend down beside Ivar, breaking free a plant to place in your basket. He works his jaw in question for what that was for. You lean into him, kissing the top of his sweaty, fuzzy head.
“Then I’ll need this after all.”
Drugging their brother was one way to go about it. Perhaps you weren’t as innocent as you looked. But maybe they liked that too.
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lisinfleur · 5 years
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Ragnarssons In: Dangling
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Author’s Notes | I almost had a heart attack when you told me you use this stuff. My catastrophic brain was able to found 984 different manners to be crippled falling from this stuff! Might Thor... Children, don't try this at home hahaha Info | Modern AU, requested by @moonlightsspirit ⁑ Warnings: Cursing
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Björn
She can only feel his heavy and strong arm around her waist, lifting her up from the chairs and putting her down to the ground before taking the cloth she was using to clean the shelves from her hand.
"Did you go mad? I give you two minutes alone and you fucking try to kill yourself?"
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Ubbe
All his tranquility with the idea he was able to skip the cleaning day go down to the ground when he sees her risking herself like this. Comes closer slowly, speaking loud enough to avoid scaring her or causing an accident.
"Babe... Are you trying to turn me single? You fall from this shit and I'll have to ask Ivar to borrow me his wheelchair! Come down from this shit, please?"
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Hvitserk
Stops in front of her nearly stupefied by what she's doing, but the anger and concern are clear on the wrinkles of his forehead...
"What in the actual fuck are you gods' damn doing over this fucking unstable murderous thing you built here? Come down this shit right now!"
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Sigurd
It takes a moment from him to notice what she's exactly doing, but as soon as he assimilates what she built under her feet, he let go of the bags he was bringing into the house and runs to hold her by her waist as if she was made of crystal and was about to fall...
"Mighty Thor and Wise Odin, what are you doing, love? You gonna fall from this stuff, for the lords' sake! Come down from this! Fuck... my heart... You gonna end up killing me this way!"
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Ivar
Comes closer, looking at what she's doing with his best angry expression. His tone is annoyed and the irony in his voice can tell her he's REALLY pissed off...
"So this is how you try to kill yourself when I'm not around to prevent you from doing stupid things, is that it? Come fucking down from this shit, please? Next time you want to clean this damn house, we'll fucking pay someone to do it. No more risking your life for damn clean shelves, was I clear?"
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“I own you.”
Dark! Bjorn x Reader
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A/N: again, Bjorn ain’t my main man, so sorry if this is not that good, but I didn’t think it was too bad. Gif: historyvikings | enjoy! (And Idk if you would call this ‘dark’ but oh well)
Requested by: @mslothbrok
20. I own you
“You cannot believe him?”
“Well don’t you?” Bjorn yells to you, drunk and annoyed by his and Hvitserk’s own banter back and forth.
“To me, it does not matter,” you bringing the cup to your lips, “but,” pausing to pull it down for a second, “I wouldn’t deny Hvitserk, that he did invented the game.” The game, a game they played as children, you could remember them running, tagging each other and bringing different rocks with them, symboling the amount of times they had been tagged. Whoever had the most rocks in the end, lost.
“Thank you!” He reached over the table, tapping you lightly, “she knows what she is talking about!”
You giggled a little as Bjorn stared at you, “my love, it wasn’t Hvitserk, it was Sigurd. . . I remember.”
Hvitserk booed, but you shook your head, leaning forward to give him a scratch on his chin, “no, because while they played this game, you were too busy living on your own. . . You weren’t there.”
Hvitserk jumped up, “ha! See! Told ya!” He was so energetic, walking towards you to give you a hard high five, “thank you Y/N!” He pointed to you as he slowly left, “she-she knows what she’s taking about!” You almost laughed when his left foot stumbled against the door, making him fall midway to the floor.
“Be careful hun,” you called, he only nodded his head, but you turned back to see Bjorn staring at you again, you laughed, “what?”
He squinted a little, but spoke again, “I-you went against me.”
Your head fell back in a laugh, “I went against you?!”
He nodded his head, “Yes. . . In front of my brother.”
He stepped up and walked two steps so he was standing above you. You were still deep in your seat, but your raised your brow, “and what does that mean?” You asked, sitting up to stare at him through your lashes.
His hand caressed you check lightly, “you were my mother’s slave,” it found its way to the back of your hair, gripping your long locks hard, “therefore, I own you.”
You let out a laugh, “I didn’t know princes liked fucking slaves then?”
He smiled a little, remembering all the things you had done together before. Lifting you up by your hair, causing you to whimper, he let his lips touch your ear, “did you not hear me? I own you.”
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royal-confessions · 9 months
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“I was not expecting Queen Margrethe to announce her abdication 😮” - Submitted by mslothbrok
“My bet was on Haarald abdicating, not Margrethe. She always said she’d never abdicate so wtf happened.” - Submitted by Anonymous
“Queen Margharete’s abdication wasn’t on my 2024 bingo chart” - Submitted by Anonymous
“I was not expecting an abdication. 2024 is going to be an interesting year for us royal watchers” - Submitted by Anonymous
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mslothbrok · 2 months
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I’m just wondering if you’re still in the group because I used to be in it but I don’t remember the server owner.
I am not sure myself tbh. You can add me on discord if you wish.
.Mslothbrok
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i-imagineforyou · 6 years
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Imagine:
You and Valter have been dating for some months now. Even though you never pressured him, he knows he has to bring you to meet his family soon, since his siblings know you exist and never stop bugging him about meeting you. So he finally asks you if you want to go to the Skarsgård household for dinner, and you excitedly agree. All the way to his father's house you can see he's nervous, and so are you, but once you get there, everyone welcomes you with open arms. Stellan steals you from Valter and takes you to the kitchen so you get a taste of what he's cooking, leaving Valter alone for his brothers to pick on him. Alexander messes with him and Bill soon realizes how nervous their baby brother is, they all understanding that means you mean a lot to him. And from that day, they all treat you as a member of the family.
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lisinfleur · 5 years
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Ragnarssons In: Wrong Contact
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Author’s Notes | I decided to make multiple situations because this is really very funny to see hahaha. Consider the following message: *Erect Dick Pick* plus "Can't wait for tonight... *wink emoji*" Info |  Requested by @flokidottir-imagines-br ⁑ Warnings: NSFW, SMUT references included. +18
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Björn
to his mother: "This was for my wife. I SWEAR!"
to Ubbe: "Sorry bro... Wrong text. How are Torvi and the children, btw?"
to Hvitserk: "This was a wrong message, not a 3some invitation. Don't come to my house tonight!"
to Sigurd: "Can we just forget this happened?"
to Ivar: "There is not an offensive interline here! I just misclicked the contact, ok? Please don't start a speech!"
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Ubbe
to his mother: "Ern... sorry mom..."
to Björn: "Well... Just ignore it ok? It was for Torvi. I mean... Ignore this as well."
to Hvitserk: *3 minutes later* "Wanna join us?"
to Sigurd: "Not a single word."
to Ivar: "Ya know it wasn't intentional, right, little brother?"
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Hvitserk
to his mother: *awaits two minutes and call her* Mom? Hey mom! Long time non see! I'm calling you to say I was hacked, do you believe? If you received anything from me since middle-day, it wasn't me!
to Björn: “Dick pick of the day! HA!” *prank style*
to Ubbe: "It wasn't my intention, but since I sent it anyway, wanna come in?"
to Sigurd: "Delete it. Right now, Sigurd!"
to Ivar: "Don't take it personally, little bro... wrong contact, I swear."
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Sigurd
to his mother: "Just delete it and life moves on ok? Thank you."
to Björn: "My bad!"
to Ubbe: "Sorry. Wrong contact. But there is nothing here you didn't see before, right?"
to Hvitserk: "There will be girls involved. If I put you in, will you forgive this?"
to Ivar: "Don't start a drama! If I wanted to say anything about your dick it would be personally and wouldn't involve a pic of mine."
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Ivar
to his mother: *calls her immediately* I'm so very sorry, mom...
to Björn: "No comparisons involved. I swear."
to Ubbe: "Misclick! Sorry!"
to Hvitserk: "Just forget it, ok? Erase it, and let's keep living our lives. Nothing happened."
to Sigurd: "Yeah! It works! And it's bigger than yours! Deal with it!"
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royal-confessions · 11 months
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“Diana was not a fashion icon.” - Submitted by mslothbrok
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