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toyota:

Now I know wich was the forbidden fruit the bible talks about

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w4rgoddess:

I did not need to see this on the morning tanukiham drops another chapter of Let Me Get That For You. Dammit, I’m at work.

I’m right here with you. DAMN, DAMN, DAMN. I need a cold drink, or Jesus, or Idris… something.

hawkeward:

Anders, those lyrium potions cost Varric a fortune on the black market, quit rubbing them all over yourself. :|

I guess naked Anders week is waning or over or covered in sweaters or something? I- I have no idea what’s going on, anymore. 

ok I lied, one more. I started a ficlet for this and got distracted. Better go dust that off after DARBB is done.

hawkeward:

cypheroftyr:

Hawkeward showed me this a while ago and I wrote a little thing to go with it. Enjoy!

Solitude

Maurevar rarely had time to himself, there was always another Templar about either in the common baths or the mess hall or even wanting to swap tales in the evenings.

On the rare occasions he would be able take himself in hand, eyes fluttering shut while he stroked slowly, breath hitching as he moved his hand just a little faster. Letting his mind wander to the conversations had with Tobrius and Malcolm about the ways in which lyrium was addictive. All the different ways it could be used besides as a way to grant Templars their abilities or bolster a mage’s natural talents.

He licked his lips as he thought about the fact that Tobrius is really good with his mouth,  but Malcolm had all the heat and cold and electricity and force and other interesting things at his command; it didn’t hurt that he had nice strong hands.

He thought about the time that Tobrius took a lyrium potion just before kissing him, trailing his mouth down Maurevar’s body to reach his cock…the tingle of it on his skin before he was consumed in the heat of the other man’s mouth. He bit his lip as he remembered the unexpected coolness that was supplanted by wetness and the feel of a tongue mapping each curve of his cock, memorizing it during their illicit trysts.

His thoughts shifted along with the speed and rhythm of his hand to another whose touch was gentle, sure, hands that can stroke and touch with just the right amount of pressure, whereas Tobrius is more delicate in the use of his mouth and tongue but makes up for it by being very sneaky but his mouth was what drew him back every time. For every acerbic word Tobrius could produce, he was able to soothe it with a sure tongue and lack of a gag reflex.

Thinking about that pressure, that ability to find just the right spot that Malcolm had is what makes Maurevar moan once more and tilt his head back just a little further, grip his locs, whispering a name best kept to himself.

It was thoughts of stolen moments in dark hallways, rough tumbles in lofts and root cellars with the two men he’d allowed himself to love despite their different places in life. One dark haired, fierce and untameable… the other sly, wicked in ways that would shame any of his brothers in arms to hear him calling out for Tobrius in his office after lights out.

He gasped, names of lovers long past or gone from his life in one way or another as he came, coating fingers white while his vision danced with dark stars but for the moment. Maurevar lay back sated and pleased in this moment of solitude, a reprieve from arms and armor, where he could be but a man that had needs like any other.

Another thing that would not have seen the light of day save for cypher’s encouragement and generosity with her writing. Thank you, my lady. <3

also hnnnngh dat fic halp

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notcuddles:

If the men in fighting games were dressed like the women…

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7f40:

hm

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eclettichevisioni:

David Mcintosh | Contender | ph.: James K. Holder II

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demoncolbert:

if ubisoft cant animate lady characters then i expect the next assassins creed game to be all men. completely male dominated. not a single woman in the entire game. all npcs, side characters, background characters: every single one of them is a dude. and theyre all gay. all of them. the game must be 80+ hours of playable gay porn.

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w4rgoddess:

Oh. Um. Hello.

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dynamicafrica:

(NSFW) Black Athletes in the ESPN’s 2014 Body Issue.

  • Serge Ibaka (Basketball)
  • Venus Williams (Tennis)
  • Aja Evans (Bobsleigh)
  • Nigel Sylvester (BMX)
  • Marshawn Lynch (American Football)
  • Prince Fielder (Baseball)
  • Larry Fitzgerald (American Football)
  • Bernard Hopkins (Boxing)

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Beautiful. And real.

sexual-frustration:

Hysterical Literature; reading with a vibrator.

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spicy-vagina-tacos:

gamecuboid:

spicy-vagina-tacos:

a toy story remake done with nothing but dildos 

"you’ve got a friend in me"

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GOD

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