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dueroses · 23 days
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🩸 devil's minion || fic recommendations;
since twitter died in brasil, here's a compilation of all the armandaniel fics i saved on twt to my fellow brazilians who lost everything 🕊️
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please read the tags before reading the fics!! there may be some heavy topics in some of them, so be careful! 🩸
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🎞️ are you trembling with fear and excitement? by w_wowe_ed || [16k]
🎞️ a tale of everlasting love by beingmadissad || [49k]
🎞️ lend me your ears, your eyes, your mind (and your heart) by andrealyn || [13k]
🎞️ daylight savings won't fix this mess by cannibalenthusiast || [25k]
🎞️ die, my darling by slylyaddictedtostories || [38k]
🎞️ a haunting just for company by valkyrisms || [27k]
🎞️ give me a sign, i want to believe by myrmeraki || [16k]
🎞️ how memory makes monsters into myth by blueskiddoo || [44k]
🎞️ unzipped by sleepdeprivedsurgeon || [7k]
🎞️ like a butterfly, i will colect you and capture you by oxmox || [12k]
🎞️ with love, we sleep by Iknowthebattle || [3k]
🎞️ grace of aging by Dantes_Minion || [1k]
🎞️ we're not in the right state of mind. by destielonfire || [3k]
🎞️ still loving you by Killergrame (Th3Ant1chr1st) || [4k]
🎞️ i'm the devil's minion and he grants my every wish by OracleOfTheSea || [26k]
🎞️ kiss from a rose by liliyee || [23k]
🎞️ red, violet red by apoptoses || [9k]
🎞️ honeysuckle sips from your rolling hips by ultraviolet_glow || [1k]
🎞️ the two honeymoons by takku_kissa || [6k]
🎞️ i know a place we can go by luminoussbeings || [3k]
🎞️ turn off the sun; pull the stars from the sky. the more i give to you, the more i die by AtlasShrugged || [3k]
🎞️ honey and pineapple by duri || [3k]
🎞️ it was not repulsive by WendigoDreaming || [7k]
🎞️ i love it when it bleeds by biter78 || [2k]
🎞️ safe and stranded by grumpsy || [7k]
🎞️ any kind of touch i think is better than none. by Iknowthebattle || [4k]
🎞️ of discipline and devotion by serviteur_du_diable || [5k]
🎞️ tender creatures by glasslilies || [3k]
🎞️ the fall of eternity by bralesscommie || [9k]
🎞️ the way people love evil by fypical || [51k]
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armandology · 17 days
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DM fic recs tonight? DM fic recs tonight queen??
devils minion fic recs tonight anon!!!
domestication of the species by blueskiddoo
It’s not how Daniel expected to find him. Ever, really. Even at his lowest, shaken up by Daniel’s little coup d'etat in Dubai, he’d been panicked but somewhat put together, at least compared to this. This is gone off the rails right off the deep end. Did anyone actually arrest him, or did he break in for this little tableau? How dramatic do you have to be? “Hey, c’mon.” Daniel says, snapping his fingers. “Let’s go, pal. I’m busting you out of here.” armand spirals and daniel gets tapped in to pull him out of it. it's not exactly the maker-fledgling reunion he prepared for.
like a butterfly, i will collect you and capture you by oxmox
“I want to learn everything about you,” he says earnestly. “You’re my firstborn.” Daniel’s chest tightens, but he tamps down the emotion so that Armand can’t feel it. Instead, he shrugs off his leather coat and hangs it up despite the blood drying the collar. It’s a problem for tomorrow. “Yeah, well,” he mutters, crossing the room to get into the kitchen. “That’d be a lot easier to do if you stopped running out on me.” or, Armand likes traveling, so Daniel suggests a road trip. It helps that Armand can’t run away with him if he’s stuck in a car.
there are enough beds in daniel's apartment by sburator
There are enough beds in Daniel's apartment - and yet. Armand invites himself to Daniel's apartment after the divorce blow-up in Dubai. Daniel endures.
no choir by mercuryhatter (aka @armandposting)
Louis checks in on Daniel while he and Armand are having a night in.
tell me it was inevitable i’d end up with scars by oxmox
“Nuh-uh,” he breathes against his maker’s bitten-pink lips. “Nice try, but I’m playing nice tonight.” Armand frowns; this time, it’s truly a pout. Daniel’s heart swells up with fondness at the sight. He nuzzles their noses together- pets a hand up Armand’s bare flank, feeling the warmth of his skin. They’d fed mere hours ago. “I know,” he can’t help but tease. “I know, I’m so awful, wanting to be gentle with you for once.” alternatively, Daniel wants to be gentle with Armand because no one else ever has.
sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke by andrealyn
It's only fair. If Daniel's allowed to hang out and talk shit with Armand's exes, then why shouldn't Armand get to do the same with Daniel's ex-wives?
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armandposting · 1 month
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this is one of my fave DM fluff fics btw (also smut). IF you even care
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powerqosolutions · 3 months
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iPhone 14 Pro Meet the new face Always-On display. Always at the ready. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a…
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pelswickhottakes · 11 months
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word "and" and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country. But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her.
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bb-latvija · 1 year
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences. [penci_related_posts title="You Might Be Interested In" number="4" style="list" align="none" displayby="cat" orderby="random"] One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite. For the happiest life, days should be rigorously planned, nights left open to chance I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me. [caption id="attachment_615" align="alignnone" width="1170"] This is an image caption enim ad minima veniam[/caption] DEMO POST TITLE IN UPPER CASE When I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless lorem ipsum dolor indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back. The List for doing things Start International News & Magazine Websites Installing Themes Purchase PenNews on Themeforest In a free hour, when our power of choice is untrammelled and when nothing prevents our being able to do what we like best, every pleasure is to be welcomed and every pain avoided. But in certain circumstances and owing to the claims of duty or the obligations of business it will frequently occur that pleasures have to be repudiated and annoyances accepted. The wise man therefore always holds in these matters. [penci_blockquote align="none" author="Norman Vincent"]CHANGE YOUR THOUGHTS, YOU CHANGE YOUR WORLD[/penci_blockquote] If several languages coalesce, the grammar of the resulting language is more simple and regular than that of the individual. The new common language will be more simple and regular than the existing European. POST TITLE NEXT TO IMAGES It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Maecenas nec odio et ante tincidunt. Nullam quis ante. Etiam sit amet orci eget eros faucibus tincidunt. Duis leo. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed. Everyone realizes why a new common language would be desirable: one could refuse to pay expensive translators. [penci_related_posts title="You Might Be Interested In" number="4" style="grid" align="none" displayby="recent_posts" orderby="random"] The European languages are members of the same family. Their separate existence is a myth. For science, music, sport, etc, Europe uses the same vocabulary. The languages only differ in their grammar, their pronunciation and their most common words. Everyone realizes why a new common language.. [penci_blockquote align="left" author=""]Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else[/penci_blockquote] It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.
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captainkikooo-blog · 1 year
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Logitech G735 Phenomenal performance for professionals A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Game-changing fit The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little…
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The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline…
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The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the…
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Western look, tijdloos en altijd draagbaar
Western look, tijdloos en altijd draagbaar
Iets wat eigenlijk nooit uit het modebeeld zal verdwijnen is de Western look. Een goede jeans, een paar mooie Western boots en een geruite blouse en je look is bijna af. Het leukste is nog om dit met een mooie hoed te combineren en met wat leuke accessoires. Vandaag laat ik jou zien hoe je dit kunt stylen en geef ik jou leuke shoptips. (more…)
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Western look, tijdloos en altijd draagbaar
Western look, tijdloos en altijd draagbaar
Iets wat eigenlijk nooit uit het modebeeld zal verdwijnen is de Western look. Een goede jeans, een paar mooie Western boots en een geruite blouse en je look is bijna af. Het leukste is nog om dit met een mooie hoed te combineren en met wat leuke accessoires. Vandaag laat ik jou zien hoe je dit kunt stylen en geef ik jou leuke shoptips. (more…)
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esther-filly-blog · 4 years
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FREAKY THANX 🎼❤️🤩 That was amazing🙏🏽 #estherfilly #ridstyle #mariusfabritius #nanchocampos #chrisjanson #karlobuerschaper #oxmox #bandcontest #hamburg #gniechel #streammax #Freaky #soulmusic #letsmakelove #amazing (hier: Streammax) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDl4EUzHvdQ/?igshid=1cdo7qf683by6
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ringsy-flamingsy · 2 years
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Die Vorstellung, dass Ringo in der Sauna ein Kondom dabeigehabt haben soll, finde ich sehr lustig. Klar, er schleppt immer eines mit sich rum, und sogar für dreisekündige Nummern bei 60°C (eine Temperatur, die ein Kondom definitiv schadlos überstehen würde, lol) zaubert er eines hervor - woher, das möchte ich allerdings nicht wissen. Aber auch die alternative Möglichkeit, dass er mitten im Hormonrausch Cecilia von seinem Schoß schubst, sagt "Bin gleich wieder da, Momentchen" und erstmal rauslatscht, um eines zu holen, ist amüsant.
Allerdings ist es mein felsenfester Headcanon, dass im heimischen Haushalt Kondome an strategisch günstigen Stellen versteckt sind und sie definitiv verwendet werden - nur hat damit halt Cecilia rein gar nichts zu tun. 8)
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powerqosolutions · 3 months
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Logitech G735 Phenomenal performance for professionals A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Game-changing fit The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little…
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aylinhamburg · 5 years
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⭕ Ich bin nur un poco loco 💃 Foto by @homburgfotografie #newmusic #hamburgermusiker #oxmox #hamburgmusiker #musikhamburg #bassist #musik #band #makeup #musicianslife #musiker #hamburg #photography #femalesinger #sängerin #rockmusic #rockmusik #liveband #guitar #tfpmodelhamburg #tfpmodel #musicianslife #model #musikinhamburg #musiklover #shootinghamburg #photooftheday #picoftheday #reddeadroadkill #showtime (hier: Hamburg, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5IO9z8Ha5k/?igshid=yphet08w5wxq
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bb-latvija · 1 year
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences. [penci_related_posts title="You Might Be Interested In" number="4" style="list" align="none" displayby="cat" orderby="random"] One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite. For the happiest life, days should be rigorously planned, nights left open to chance I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me. [caption id="attachment_615" align="alignnone" width="1170"] This is an image caption enim ad minima veniam[/caption] DEMO POST TITLE IN UPPER CASE When I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless lorem ipsum dolor indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back. The List for doing things Start International News & Magazine Websites Installing Themes Purchase PenNews on Themeforest In a free hour, when our power of choice is untrammelled and when nothing prevents our being able to do what we like best, every pleasure is to be welcomed and every pain avoided. But in certain circumstances and owing to the claims of duty or the obligations of business it will frequently occur that pleasures have to be repudiated and annoyances accepted. The wise man therefore always holds in these matters. [penci_blockquote align="none" author="Norman Vincent"]CHANGE YOUR THOUGHTS, YOU CHANGE YOUR WORLD[/penci_blockquote] If several languages coalesce, the grammar of the resulting language is more simple and regular than that of the individual. The new common language will be more simple and regular than the existing European. POST TITLE NEXT TO IMAGES It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Maecenas nec odio et ante tincidunt. Nullam quis ante. Etiam sit amet orci eget eros faucibus tincidunt. Duis leo. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed. Everyone realizes why a new common language would be desirable: one could refuse to pay expensive translators. [penci_related_posts title="You Might Be Interested In" number="4" style="grid" align="none" displayby="recent_posts" orderby="random"] The European languages are members of the same family. Their separate existence is a myth. For science, music, sport, etc, Europe uses the same vocabulary. The languages only differ in their grammar, their pronunciation and their most common words. Everyone realizes why a new common language.. [penci_blockquote align="left" author=""]Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else[/penci_blockquote] It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.
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