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[muutos]

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receiver's  thigh + “ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “ — maric being a menace to loghain unfortunately !

A PART OF HIM FEELS HOLLOWED, and empty, SINCE HE'S SETTLED INTO THE CASTLE WALLS... gwaren is isolated, surely... though such has been far from the problem as of late. in-fact part of him, normally, might have been soothed by such a fact. able to hide from his newfound fame as a so-called hero, and the duties of a teyrnir he was handed by his friend. ever a man to diminish the weight of his contributions within his own mind, of course. for to mac tir there were no heroes, only men capable of making hard decisions and having the confidence to follow through.. he had done nothing that deserved such a gift, in his mind. not even his losses. for there were plenty of familys, of outlaws, whom received no such boon for the wrongs that were done to him. THE INJUSTICES LAID BURNT BEHIND HIS EYELIDS, painting his dreams at times more-so than that which befell his own family.. yet, he thinks this despite his knowledge that maric desired for loghain to be respected as he thought he deserved ... for saving his life, mainly. LOGHAIN COULDN'T HELP BUT BELIEVE THAT MARIC SIMPLY DESIRED TO KEEP HIM WITH HIM WHEREVER HE WENT. hard-pressed to be parted, and enough to insist of his supposed 'nobility' at the first sign of resistance to his presence. it certainly made the burden of decision a little easier to bear.

HOWEVER MARIC'S ABSENCE HAS BEEN NAUGHT BUT DIFFICULT SINCE MOVING IN.

when he'd lived outside in the tent, surrounded by the glittering ocean and the forest alike, he had more than enough to occupy his mind with, he supposed. it was familiar, and perhaps fitting, at least. for gwaren was the first of ferelden land to be reclaimed from the occupation despite the initial brevity. AND THERE WAS WELL ENOUGH TO DO EVEN DURING THE RECONSTRUCTION PROCESS. HOWEVER, he had missed maric terribly. and now, the scarcely furnished castle of stone showed his practicality and awkward transition more clearly than even his refusal to live in a real home. such luxury he had not known since the farmhold. yet, as if he could hear the call of loghain's starving belly whistling with grief, here came his smiling salvation to see how progress fared with the castle.

IT HADN'T TAKEN THEM LONG TO RETIRE. clearly they both weren't taking the distance very well, much to loghain's relief, and maric was quick to get handsy once they were behind closed doors. there was a desk in his bedroom, small and practical, however now loghain was planted on the side of his modestly made bed, half alpine as he was pushed back with maric's face buried into his throat.. fingers clung to the fabric of his clothing, and straddling one of his legs....

and as the king's hips curl and drag themselves clothed, debasing himself along loghain's thigh... the pale skin being mouthed at and sucked into his moist, hot mouth can only force loghain to grit his teeth and furrow his brows in a bid to keep composure.. his fingers are woven, fanning through golden strands as he gropes for a good hold upon them. rough in their slight tug, as though the sensations sending waves of heat to his lower extremities were simply becoming too much to bear... although the heel of his palm almost just as quickly shoves maric more insistently. his chest rising and falling, laboured, while his knee opens up as though he thought such an act might relieve some sort of discomfort. chasing some part of maric's thigh with a rise of his hips, before a frustrated grunt bares his teeth.

and, as if the blighted royal couldn't get any more insistent..

“ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “

"maker preserve me," the sound is almost exasperated, tinged as though he were annoyed.. however it only makes his hardening cock twitch and pang with damnable heat, to know that he had been planning this the whole time! that he had prepared to drive him half mad, and knowing how easy it would be to do it. and now all loghain could think about was that which was dragging along him now, and how badly he wanted his mouth over it... wanting to see how much he'd worked himself up, with minimal effort from the tactician himself.... he could think of no better way to show his reverence.

instead, loghain can't help but to take the liberty of using his leverage upon maric's hair to wrench the king's head back and bare his own throat. neck arches, as loghain looks at him like prey. eyes narrowed, with the beginnings of a small, self-satisfied smirk adorning him. "i've missed you." he growls, his voice deep and thick, ALMOST ANGRY, UNLESS YOU KNEW BETTER. pulling maric's mouth against his insistently, and with open mouths clashing teeth and tongues like swordplay. even so much as bearing loghain's sureness, and maric's clumsiness. an awkward yet glorious first meeting of their lips that form properly the longer they mouth one another.

his tongue roams maric's familiar mouth without a thought, and openly relishes in the taste. momentarily distracted from his own needs.

his huffs and grunts chuffed against maric's face, and are swallowed by the other's tongue. EVERY OUNCE OF LOGHAIN'S DESIRE FOR HIM, HOW MUCH HE'S TRULY MISSED HIM, POURED INTO EVERY STROKE OF HIS TONGUE, AND THE DEMANDING CURL OF HIS FINGERS OVER THE UNDERSIDE OF MARIC'S THIGH... that which he tugs forcibly over his other leg, so that he was straddling his groin instead.

maric fumbles over slightly from the force, before the soldier takes hold of both of his hips. making a primal sounding growl into maric's ear, which his face was now aligned with, as he unabashedly rolls his hard, clothed cock up and into the hips previously intent on torturing him. another gravelly and relieved noise accompanying his fingers guiding maric roughly. "you'll be the death of me, won't you? damn you."

@almaric. less cringy edition.

[blakesque]

@rcsrrectedwitch liked for a starter

he’s prepared to slam the door upon seeing her on their doorstep, his fingers still wrapped around the frame of the door. “ he’s not here, “ he assumed she was there for thumper - considering he knew they were .. well, closer than what he’d seen his brother be with a girl before.

[aeternxs]

lil starter for @unboundtravels

It was a gaze of subtle skepticism, an emotion that wasn't very common for Freyja at any point in her life. But this...person felt so strange to her that it was the only emotion she could call forth at the time.

"You...aren't from around here either, are you..?" She grumbled, eyes squinting ever so slightly as she studied them as if they were somehow more alien than she may be.

[aposthates]

❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞

HIS HEAD REARS BACKWARD AT THE STATEMENTS AUDACITY. DARE HE SAY, INSOLENCE. brows screwing up as his defenses are heightened, READY TO TAKE UP THE STAFF IN THE NAME OF HIS CAUSE. desire for it white hot, coursing through his veins . . . byproduct of his conjoined consciousness. but the world has changed, and the cause shifts in turn with the tide. HIS BLOOD RUNNING COLD IN THE RAGE STILL CLINGING TO HIS BEING. "why shouldn't i be?"

YET DESPITE HIS DEFENSIVENESS IN SPEECH, OUTWARDLY SCREAMS SOMETHING CONTRADICTORY. arms are open, chest outward . . . DARING WHEN FACING DOWN A GOD. his religion was held so delicately by twine, tied about his heart by a chantry whom never loved him. DALISH GODS SEEMED AS PLAUSIBLE AS ANY. THEIR OWN ABANDONED THEM. left his children, the mages above all, to suffer. to suffer with a gift he gave them! "you should know better than anyone what that means. what i am." he holds his ground. THE GOD OF VENGEANCE STARING DOWN THE SPIRIT OF SUCH. twisted and rooted and pulsing, but kept in-check. "what's going on inside me."

@elgrnan. blood and darkness.

[shayneysides]

hobie: kill yourself

pavitr: WHAT THE HELL BRO WHAT DID I DO

original format from @ha-youwish in this post!

[unitedleader]

‘  don’t make me say it.  ‘ / since you're feeling angst 👀

late night sentence starters / accepting. @cagedpotential

at times -- finn still couldn't believe this was his life, like he needed to pinch himself. of course, he wouldn't have even had this chance if he didn't get discharged and end up back in lima. he figures this was the universe or something, guiding him. he had to thank her, too. without her he'd probably still be working for his step-dad -- not that he didn't enjoy it, but it wasn't enough for him to be . . . happy.

being on the road with haley was something he never would've imagined. many late nights, lots of time on the road. of course nothing compared to what felt like on stage -- even behind a drum kit. but something was building between them. blurring the lines of . . . friendship. they'd outgrown the tutoree - tutor dynamic months ago, their friendship was probably one of the more healthier ones finn had had - even in highschool. finn didn't want to confuse things so when he's feeling cornered, he sighs, his gaze locked on hers.

" i think i need you .. i need to hear you say it .. " then maybe it wouldn't be all that confusing for him to put his own feelings out there.

[smallblueblondie]

Please stop ignoring that white supremacy is a huge core element of radfem/terf ideology.

Like yes they hyperenforce gender roles and stereotypes on all cis women, but it is primarily women of color that they target and accuse of being predatory and "not real women" when they're targeting cis women.

The metrics of "real woman vs trans woman" that terfs love to share are almost all just white eurocentric beauty standards. Small nose, thin fine hair, little/no body hair, petite but somehow curvy, hell I've even seen a post saying skin lightness is a determiner.

Terf/radfem circles are racist at their core. You cannot separate radical feminism from it's violently white supremacist roots. You can't have "anti-racist radical feminism", that's a fucking oxymoron. There is a very clean path from terfs to tradfems/tradwifes, to just straight up conservative republican women.

Yes yes always, terfs are super misogynistic. They hurt all women by forcing them back into the little impossible painful boxes that they claim they're fighting. But one of their biggest targets other than trans women is black women. Not to mention ignoring, discrediting, or just straight up trying to erase all the hard work that black trans women did for queer rights.

Radical feminism is very much transphobic, homophobic, and misogynistic. I'm not saying stop addressing it as such. Don't ever do addressing it as such!

But radical feminism is white supremacy in a coat of pink paint. Please never forget that when talking about how it hurts us all.

[500-moths-in-a-trenchcoat]

i'm expecting a tiktok exodus since this seems to be the bomb shelter of the internet. have another update/repost. NOW WITH HIGHLIGHTED MAJOR HOLIDAYS!

IT JUST HAPPENS

DAY 15 GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15

Thursday the 20th

The Fifth of Wednesday

Second Week of May: Eurovision

Sometime in June: That One Halloween Post Starts Circulating

Sometime in July: Dancing Pumpkin Man Video/Gif

First Monday In September: Todaybor Day Is Labor Day

WEEKLY EVENTS (at least the ones i celebrate)

Every Monday: Garfield Hates Mondays

Every Tuesday: Tuck Him In Tuesday

Every Wednesday: It Is Wednesday My Dudes

Every Thursday: Out of Touch Thursday

Every Friday: Thank Gnome It's Friday

Every Saturday: Caturday

Every Sunday: Energy Sword Sunday

YEARLY EVENTS

January 1: Copyright Expiration Day

January 2: New Years, New Tears

January 8: Spiders Georg Day

January 16: Appreciate a Dragon Day

January 18: Bug Race

January 29: Threshold Day

All of February: Funguary

ALSO All of February: Femslash February

February 3: WOE, VANILLA EXTRACT BE UPON YE

February 8: King Taejong Fell Off His Horse

February 13: Galentines Day

February 14: Aromantic/Asexual Day

February 15: Annoy Squidward Day

February 18: Perserverance Rover's Birthday

March 9: Miku Day

March 10: Mario Day

March 14: Pi Day

March 15: Ides of March

March 23: Ever Given Got Stuck Today

April 1: Mishapocalypse

ALSO April 1: Staff Does Something Fun On The Dashboard

April 2: Dashcon Announcement Anniversary

April 3: Dannypocalypse

April 5: First Contact Day

April 8: Rex Manning Day

ALSO April 8: MARGARET THATCHER IS DEAD

April 13: Neil Banging Out The Tunes

ALSO April 13: Homestuck Day

April 19: Some Roman Made Bread Today

April 20: haha 420 blaze it

April 24: Josh Fight

April 25: The Perfect Date

April 28: Ed Balls Day

April 29: 94 Meetings Day

April 30: It's Gonna Be May

All of May: Mermay

May 3: Beginning of Dracula Daily

May 4: May the 4th Be With You

May 5: Revenge of the Fifth

May 6: Revenge Of The Sixth

May 7: World Language Day

May 25: The Glorious 25th of May

ALSO May 25: Towel Day

All of June: Pride Month

ALSO All of June: IT'S HALLOWEEN TIME TO GET SPOOKY

June 5: Barricade Day

ALSO June 5: RONALD REAGAN IS DEAD

June 12: Another Homestuck Day

June 16: Let Papyrus Say Fuck

June 22: Summerween

June 23: FUCK This Post And Happy Birthday Sonic

All of July: Disability Pride Month

July 11-13: Dashcon Anniversary

July 20: Moon Landing

August 5: Curiosity Rover's Birthday

August 30: Frankenstein Day

September 8: The Queen Is Dead and Sans Undertale Killed Her

September 11: Mole Interest Monday

September 19: Talk Like A Pirate Day

September 21: DO YOU REMEMBER-

All of October: SKELETON WAR

ALSO All of October: People Draw A Lot Month? (so many names)

October 3: Mean Girls Day

ALSO October 3: Fullmetal Alchemist Day

October 13: Treat Yo' Self

October 18: None Pizza Left Beef

October 20: Unnecessary Feelings Day

October 25: Homestuck Day The Third??

October 31: HALLOWEEN

November 5: Destiel Nevada Putin Elec'tion Covid Way

ALSO November 5: Doc Brown Invents Time Travel

November 19: Goncharov

November 29: HENRY KISSINGER IS DEAD

All of December: Will the Gävle Goat Get Destroyed Again?

ALSO All of December: WHY WEREN'T YOU AT ELF PRACTICE

ALSO All of December: Season's Greason's

December 4: Deny Defend Depose Day

December 10: Please, It's Christmas

December 12: Hawaii Part 2

December 23: Christmas Adam

ALSO December 23: Festivus

December 24: ALMOST CHRISTMAS MEANS IT WASN'T CHRISTMAS

ALSO December 24: Cabinet Man Day

December 25: happy chrismum

December 27: Porn Ban Effective Today

[michelle-jacksons-art-blog]

Part 2 in the reblogs 💖

[drizzledrawings]

He’s just cool like that

[miasonwing]

"I hate you"

comics masterpost

[muutos]

「 HELP 」: for sender to help receiver undress — also maric helping loghain out of his armor and then undress when he's injured/sick and there's tension™

IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN SO THAT LOGHAIN HAS REFUSED to be cared for. and perhaps it had once been easier to deny when he was young, and he could carry on when bones were jostled and cracked beneath leather, almost as though it weren't even bothering him at all. when he could deny or otherwise brush off maric's worry, as steadfast as he denied their friendship.

HOWEVER NOW, as maric's fingers unbuckle the straps of his armour, he does not look. SPARED THE HUMILIATION OF IT, AT LEAST. AN EDGE OF SHAME IN HIS EYES, THAT ABSORBS INTO THE STONE FLOOR. gathering in the centre of his chest. still near horrified at the forced vulnerability.

HIS CHEST IS HEAVY WITH THE KNOWING. as though he could see maric's face, even when turned away.

at his back, there's a soft tremble of theirin's fingers as they lift and shed, and he can feel the increased urgency as he pulls and tugs the more involved of the buckles.. threading leather through them impatiently. and now loghain is more aware of the weight of the now present sing of pain, brought forth from steel slicing through gaps in said armour. EXTENT OF HIS INJURIES FURTHER UNCOVERED WITH EACH PIECE TAKEN FROM HIM.

LAYERS OF COOL SILVER, BULK OVER HIS AGE AS IF A STEEL BLANKET. not meant to be a comfort, yet when removed, he is naught but a man underneath. ONE WHO BLEEDS. such a fact he's not afraid to admit, accented with the clangs cutting the unbearable silence. lips twisting as he hears a soft gasp amidst his low grunt. for maric is the one who places him on an undeserved pedestal. he always had.

further flinching with a roll of his bloody shoulder, loghain's neck bends towards it with a wince. RED AND BROWN STICKING TO THIN, WHITE FABRIC.

HIS CHIN TURNS SHARPLY, hand raising to the shoulder to catch unmarred fingers with his own.. calloused and strong. for he's been made small, the slope of his neck more obvious without the large plates sitting atop his shoulders at the height of his ears. a plea, smooth and gravelly at the same time, yet still trying to remain quiet as if not to break the silence. THE PAIN NOW REFLECTED WITHIN HIS EYES, AND BROWS BROUGHT TOGETHER.

but how much of such pain was manifested from the physical, rather than the emotional? don't do this. don't put me through the shame. just send me to the infirmary, and i'll be fine... urgency is slightly extended to the first spoken word. "please, your majesty."

@almaric. non-verbal acts of dominance.

[blakesque]

sender kisses receiver's cheek. (Larissa/rowan)

he felt it creep on him, the warmth resonating in his face after her lips met his skin. they’d undoubtedly spent a lot of time together recently, and he liked it. he liked more than he liked hanging with most people, because she understood him, and he was both scared and not scared at the same time. he’s self aware- so he knows he has the capability of inflicting harm or harsh words on people just by generally being him, so he’d truly hate to hurt her in any way, should they continue to grow. Right now he’s at ease, just in her presence and doesn’t feel the need to be so guarded. she even got a smile out of him. “ thanks? “ he grinned again hoping it didn’t look stupid that his face was probably a little flushed from the kiss she placed on his cheek.

he hadn’t had the guts to even really do more than hug or hold her hand, because he wasn’t in the business of trying anything too quickly, even if he felt affection for her; it was still very new to him. and he wouldn’t be afraid to admit that she’s much better than him. something however shifted slightly as he leaned in and returned it, pressing his own lips to her cheek before retreating and settling back beside her.

[godsplatter]

migowl o’hoora

[aposthates]

❛  i  want  to  be  alone .  ❜ uwu it's from nate xo

THERE'S A FINALITY TO DIRT SCRAPING UNDER BOOT as he pauses in stride up to nathaniel. the smile he wore en route was small, albeit fond. PLEASANT. however, his brows wrinkle a bit as a wavering of rejection passes nathaniel's reflection in his eyes. NOT THAT HE'S ENTIRELY SURPRISED, however, he doesn't lose the upturn of his lips in response. IF ONLY TO CIRCUMVENT THE MORE SOMBER UNDERTONES NOW LIVING WITHIN THE NUANCE IN HIS EXPRESSION.

THE WARDEN IS USED TO HIS SENSE OF HUMOR. so, he feels the need to bolster it, in the wake of the emotion at hand. that which settles rather uncomfortably in the centre of his chest. "is that so?" HIS HAND MAKES A GESTURE FORWARD IN MIDST OF SPEECH. "well that doesn't sound like you . . . " HE'S BEING SARCASTIC, of course. it's more than obnoxiously obvious.

"usually when you want to get rid of me you simply walk away." A MOMENT PASSES, wondering if this time he shouldn't press. SHOULDN'T OVERSTAY HIS WELCOME. suddenly worried after putting that thought out there. but his feet feel stuck, and he doesn't wish to let it go so easily.

"is something wrong, nathaniel?" HE FINALLY BLURTS, and suddenly he notices he's taken a step forward rather than back. a ridiculous question. of course there's something wrong. "you can tell me, you know. i don't bite." . . . "well, unless you ask."

@vilifyme. deadly nightshade.

[soranatus]

NO EXPECTATIONS Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018) Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)