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I haven’t looked at Tumblr in a long time what in the actual fuck did they do?

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Hi there!

I am from France. I am 28, and looking to meet like minded girls! I hope you all have a beautiful day 🌸

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So anyway

I have a really strong desire for an Obi Wan Kenobi to be gay with my Anakin

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HAPPY 20TH ANNIVERSARY X-MEN! X-Men dir. Bryan Singer (July 14, 2000)

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You’re in my school for the gifted. For mutants.  X-Men (2000) dir. Bryan Singer

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war-torn-beaut​:

Billy watched her carefully as well, she was a looker- the type where you knew there was more than just a pretty face to her. Rolling his neck while she started to look at things he texted the client that he would not be joining them, while she turned the engine he texted Frank to let him know there was trouble but help was there. While she moved to check whatever it was she heard and get her coveralls on he titled his head, “It is a pleasant surprise having a stranger be so willing to help miss.” He wondered partially if he was getting jipped, but she didn’t seem the type. 

“I will trust that,” he shrugged, partially surprised she picked out the issue so quick. Letting her stat to work he smirked, “Do you own a shop or is this a hobby?” he leaned against the front of the car watching her look things over. “I can leave you be if you need to focus,” it had been a while since he had really talked to anyone outside his circle. Thinking over the idea he texted a few of his men back that were waiting. 

“I like the work on the Jaug,” he nodded to her car with a chuckled, “Pink isn’t my color but he headlights look well done/” 

Dana moved to the hood of the car first checking his battery, then his fuses. Since she knew the issue she wasn’t too thorough. Her eyes moved to him and she smirked, “It’s because you’re a guy, everytime something breaks on my car there is always some man there to try and tell me what’s wrong with it,” she laughed a little, “Sometimes I like to play dumb and let them explain it, I think it makes them feel good, and manly or whatever, so I let them have that,” she shrugged.

She gave him a side eye for a moment, now really taking him in. Deciding he didn’t look like a cop or anything she told him the truth, “It started as a hobby when I was little but as soon as I started to drive, I started street racing, I’ve had and wrecked more sleeper cars than I can count,” She shook her head while she moved to check his spark plugs and frowned, “Oh well...there you go...spark plug was loose,” she pulled it out and held it up. There were blisters around the insular tip and the electrodes were melted, “Hold on I have a couple spark plugs.”  She fished in her tool box and plucked out the spark plug she had in the and popped it in, pulled out a rag to wipe off her hands. She smiled a little at him leaning against his car, “I just one her in a race, dude had a gambling problem and lost all his money in a previous race but still wanted to bet so he put his car down,” she shook her head, then laughed lightly,”Pink COULD be your color, with that face, any color could be your color,” She had started to unzip the coveralls and push it down to her waist as it was rather hot out, but it would be a rather awkward shimmy to take the rest of it off in a dress with the man standing here, “I’m Dana by the way, nice to meet you.”

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“I don’t ‘write’ my characters, I just watch them do stupid shit and write up the incident report.”

— Inebriatednovelist (via inebriatednovelist)

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So here’s to my Sweet Satan.  The one who’s little path Would make me sad, Whose power is satan. He’ll give you 666. there was a little toolshed, where he made us suffer sad Satan. 

Immerse yourself in darkness and become an assassin for The Devil himself in this all new text based choose your own adventure Discord. You can be anything you want to be and do anything you want to do. 

Must be 18 years or older, NSFW themes will be present

Interested? Read more here.

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Seduction Starters

A mix of actions that focus on the seduction/pinning. Inspiration taken from an array of different memes to put them all together in this one. Feel free to mix prompts to make more specific ones or if reverse them.

send in one of these for my muse’s (RECEIVER) reaction to your muse (SENDER) …

( DOOR ) opening the door for mine to pass.

( STARE ) longingly staring at mine from across the room.

( WATCH ) watching mine while drinking their beverage.

( TOUCH ) “accidentally” briefly touching mine. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)

( HOLD ) holding mine’s hand.

( HAND ) kissing mine’s hand.

( GIFT ) giving mine a gift. (example: flowers, jewellery)

( FLOWER ) putting a flower in mine’s hair.

( LETTER ) sending mine a love letter.

( LOCK ) offering my muse a lock of their hair.

( LEAN ) leaning against mine’s side.

( FIX ) fixing or straightening my mine’s clothes.

( DANCE ) leaning in closer while they are slow dancing with mine.

( COMPLIMENT ) complimenting mine.

( STAR ) staring at mine instead of the stares while stargazing.

( PLAY ) playing with mine’s hair.

( BRUSH ) brushing mine’s hair.

( LIP ) biting or licking their lower lip.

( SING ) singing to mine.

( GRAZE ) grazing mine’s shoulders with their fingers.

( BECKON ) beckoning to follow them.

( SLIDE ) sliding down their hand down mine’s back.

( CHIN ) grabbing mine’s chin.

( SILENCE ) silencing mine’s by pressing their finger on mine’s lips.

( PUSH ) pushing against the wall. (example: rough or soft pushing against wall)

( SIT ) sitting on their lap.

( HIP ) pulling mine by the hips.

( FACE ) stroking mine’s face.

( HOVER ) hovering their lips over mine’s.

( NECK ) kissing mine’s neck.

( GRIP ) holding mine by the back of the neck.

( SURPRISE ) being found without an article of clothing (example: being found shirtless)

( SECRET ) arriving where they both agreed to meet in secret in the dead of night.

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So here's to my Sweet Satan.  The one who's little path Would make me sad, Whose power is satan. He'll give you 666. there was a little toolshed, where he made us suffer sad Satan. 

Immerse yourself in darkness and become an assassin for The Devil himself in this all new text based choose your own adventure Discord. You can be anything you want to be and do anything you want to do. 

Must be 18 years or older, NSFW themes will be present

Interested? Read more here.

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the-soldier-and-the-reporter​:

“Uh oh dear you called me cute, careful I might not let you run,” the guy was cute and Nate couldn’t bury the interest he held in the new face. The twins were picking up on it and smiling like demons on his shoulder as they approached. “I guess you’re not wrong,” Nate shrugged nodding at the explanation of other mutant people. 

“I mean Nate can be very pushy dear, you haven’t seen him in his full glory,” Dan teased before winking at Nate who took a sip of the new drink offered to hide his smile. A laugh escaped Nate as he complimented him, “You are just too sweet now,” he teased taking one of the open seats patting the one beside him, “Now for the business. You’re new here or just new to the scene? We’re disgustingly regular here and I’ve never see that shining smile before.” 

“Oh for the throat Nathan,” Nick scoffed with a laugh before taking a drink, “He’s just trying to ask where you’re from dear, you don’t have to divulge all of it just cause nosy here asked.” Again Nate took a drink to bite back his comment as he looked the guy over again, there was something that he was drawn to- maybe deep down he knew he was a little different- but he shook his head to bring himself back to the conversation. 

John smirked and held up his hands, “Hey now, I’m...mostly a gentleman, it’s too early to see him in his full glory,” John winked, lowered himself next to the man and waited for them to be done talking before he went, “First of all, you should really tell me your name, I’m John,” he introduced himself. He found the man’s exuberance to be amusing, “Just new to the area, just got an apartment three blocks down in the basement of some shit hole building.”  He’d wanted to get away from the X-men life. It wasn’t for him. He couldn’t just constantly go around and save the world or whatever when the world didn’t even like him much. Maybe he was selfish, or maybe he got tired of seeing his kind used as weapons to protect humanity when humanity couldn’t be bothered to protect themselves and damn sure hadn’t done anything for mutants. Hell, they were JUST getting to the point of a more regular acceptance of the LGBT community. The LGBT community was just starting to accept that there were more than just them. As a pansexual he often got hard sides eyes from straight and gay people, even bisexual people. He just...couldn’t see risking himself for a world that barely sees him as human.  He blinked himself back into the conversation, “I lived in Westchester County before, my father works for a mutant boarding school, we lived on campus and I frankly couldn’t stand it anymore, I wanted a little solitude and had no desire to become a teacher either,” he didn’t know what he wanted to become, and he had a deadline to get a job before his parents stopped paying for his apartment. They helped him out because they didn’t pay rent at the X-mansion and surprisingly understood his need to get the hell out of there. His own father disappeared for MONTHS because he needed to get out out of there. 

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war-torn-beaut​:

The engine had been threatening to stall out a few times, but he wasn’t one to take the easy route. it had been driving fine the day before so he figured a quick trip outside the city and back wouldn’t be too much, he even followed close to the speed limit. When the engine finally quit he pulled over to have it refuse to start again, kicking the tire he worse- no tools or really anything to solve the issue he was a sitting duck. Taking a minute to kick himself he started to get his phone out when a car shot passed him, only to come back a moment later. Putting the phone away he perked an eyebrow, the woman behind the wheel was the last thing he expected. 

While she climbed out he held his tongue, interested in what she thought she had to offer- it was a plug if he was guessing right. But, it would involve a whole new piece to get it it going good again, he had his doubts. 

The red dress had his attention for a moment, they scanned over hr landing on her lips before he decided to speak, “Engine quit on me, I was about to call a tow. Wouldn’t want to trouble you dear o risk getting something on that lovely dress,” he didn’t doubt her skills but had no interest in having her look just to tell him what he needed. “I appreciate my knight in red armor miss don’t doubt that,” he winked. Popping the hood since she seemed set he sighed, “I told myself I ought to bring it in but I didn’t.” He didn’t have any interest in working on any of his own vehicles beside the Shelby, he grinned a bit thinking about the car. 

She smirked at him, “Oh no worries I am nearly always prepared for car emergencies, and I only get dirty when I want to,” when he popped her pale blue eyes pulled away from his dark ones to look it over before she stepped back around and tried to start his car. She wanted to hear the sound it made. Dana’s hearing was better than the average human. She could hear the issue right away. The Spark plug wasn’t sparking, she couldn’t hear the sound. She didn’t want to tell him that just that let her know what it was. It could have been a few things, so she’d go through the motion of checking something else before she checked the actual issue. 

“Hold on,” Dana moved back to her car and quickly tugged on a pair of cover alls and some gloves and grabbed her tool bag from her trunk. She fished out a spark plug and tucked it into her tool bag. She had a few spark plugs, fuses, hoses, things that were small and needed replacing often when you raced like she did. She wasn’t sure if the Jag would require as much upkeep, but just in case it did she’d put her emergency kit in the trunk. 

“Well hopefully it’s each a fuse or a spark plug those are pretty easy to replace, I can do that right here, if it’s like your alternator or something that’ll take a little more effort,” she said as if she didn’t already know the problem. She set down her tool bag next to the hood of the car and piled her hair on her head as she leaned inside to first check his fuse box,”Probably not the fuses since your dash lights still come on...but maybe a sensor,” she told him. 

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the-soldier-and-the-reporter​:

The guy was young, or at least looked very young for the scene, seemed bold he was interested in a fight. While they made their way toward the table Nate kept an ear toward him to listen over the music, he wasn’t worried about Damien running up behind them, he didn’t fight like that- Nate could respect that. At the kids comment about his teeth being knocked in Nate smirked a little, “You’d miss out on some good drinks and possibly good friends hun. Instant gratification is never that nice,” he waved his hand toward the table, “I promise they aren’t nearly as queeny as they look.” 

At the mutant comment Nate shrugged, “It’s funny in a place like this hate still finds its way in, huh? We’ve all been called mutant at some point, guess it’s nice you get powers with it dear,” Nate didn’t understand the hate toward mutants, they were humans and deserved to feel like it. “Seriously though, you managed to find the one guy here who might have a problem with it,” he smiled lightly at him. As they got through the crowd and to the table his friends waved, another drink was awaiting Nate and he beamed, “How’d you know?” 

“Saw you practically force this poor man to take your refill,” Dan sighed and gave John a warm smile, “Table’s built to sit four, you joining?” Nick took a long sip from his drink before adding, “Otherwise Nate wont shut up about it all night- please.” A light blush hit Nate’s cheek, “Don’t feel pressured to if it’s not your deal.” 

John seemingly ALSO wasn’t worried about the man running up behind him, mostly because if he did John would hear him. John arched an eyebrow at him with the barest hint of a smile on his face, “If you weren’t cute I’d tell you to stuff it,” he easily tossed back the drink the man handed him, then pushed his thick sandy blond hair from his face. 

Then John snorted, “There’s hate everywhere, I am beyond not shocked, only shocked that he was that bold,” he shrugged, “It’s not all useful super powers, one lady can’t touch anyone because if she does they’ll die, there’s also Toad....he’s this weird toad human hybrid and it’s really gross...I wouldn’t judge because it’s not his fault but he’s also a HUGE dick, then this one kid, he just has a weird forked reptile tongue...it’s not that useful....just weird...” 

He flashed a smile at the other two, now that John was relaxing a bit his natural charm shined through, “Honestly, I was about to make a guy two and a half times my size shit teeth, do you really think it’s that easy to pressure me?” his grin grew a little and he nudged the man, “What can I say? I’m a sucker for a pretty face,” For John it didn’t matter what body that pretty face was attached to. The fact that John had zero gender discrimination was often problematic for him because that meant not only was he not limited by the situation in which he’d flirt but he wasn’t limited by gender either. He was very easily distracted. 

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The bar was filled to the brim, as one of the nearest gay bars to his place Nate was a regular. Most faces were familiar and he knew the bartenders by name, the new face was almost too exciting for him. Ordering his usually he saw the boys sitting at one of the open tables already drinking. A few hugs and nice greetings were exchanged before settling down, the twins were talking about some hook up they shared. His eyes were scanning the room, the stranger had been lost in the sea for a few minutes.

Dan and Nick, twins and college friends that stayed in the city were the better part of his grup. They had moved on to bickering over something else while Nate finally found the kid again, it seemed he wasn’t alone. A few more built guys were saying sowmthing to him, he looked annoyed. “Christ just talk to him already,” Dan finally groaned as he slid Nate’s empty away from his hand, “At least get a refill first don’t look like a weirdo,” Nate rolled his eyes snatching the glass back. “I’m actually enjoying the talent tonight-“ he explained before doing as suggested and getting a refill.

Handed a full glass he saw the small group had migrated, the new kid was moving toward the back door. The grip of others was smaller but they looked nasty, making his way through the crowd he didn’t catch much of what was said. When one guy finally shouted sowmthing hinting a fight Nate made it to them. “Damian,” Nate yelled above the music draped an arm across the stranger, “I told you picking fights with the newbies wasn’t getting you laid.” He knew the man well enough, and Damian knew well enough he could get kicked out of things got bad. “Tell him to fuck off then,” the taller man spat Nate rolled his eyes.

“Darling I can garentee this and sitting with us will end up with a much better outcome. Sides he’s a bottom,” handing his drink to the kid he turned them toward the tables. “Don’t mean you overwhelm you dear. They aren’t so forgiving here about fighting, why was he all in your business anyway?”

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You don’t have the nerve to do it.  –  Wrong again.

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Honestly John had figured the local gay bar was the place he was least likely to get into a fight. He was wrong, he was very wrong. It had started almost innocently with the man asking him why he looked familiar. Where he was from, his father was a bit Famous, he was one of the X-men, he’d been captured in pictures with his father and some of the other X-men from time to time. He didn’t like it, it rarely happened thank god, but today happened to be one of those rare days. When the man finally realized where he recognized John from it had turned into snide comments about him being a mutie. John’s temper usually wasn’t short, not like his dear old dad’s, however, if you pushed the asshole button John’s temper would skyrocket. This dude had smashed the asshole button with a mallet. 

John was about to put the man THROUGH the back door. John wasn’t overly tall for a man only about 5′7″, nor overly bulky. Despite knowing who his father is and that he’s a mutant that didn’t seem to deter the man. He guessed it was his youthful appearance and generally laid back demeanor. He was about three seconds for pounding the man’s face into the metal back door when someone intervened. He was cute, but John was ready for a fight, “Maybe you should learn to watch your fuckin’ mouth, unless you wanna eat through a straw for the rest of your life,” John growled softly the sound drowned out by the music. 

He sighed at the man that was draped across his shoulders and a slight smile quirked across his features, “Sorry, I know I look like I might give a fuck, but I actually don’t really care if they throw me out, my consolation would be feeling his teeth crack under my knuckles,” John said almost cheerfully, the to answer his question he said, “Oh apparently he’s not happy because I’m a mutant,” now John could have easily not told him but John wanted to gauge the other man’s reaction before he committed to sitting with him and his friends.

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The bar was filled to the brim, as one of the nearest gay bars to his place Nate was a regular. Most faces were familiar and he knew the bartenders by name, the new face was almost too exciting for him. Ordering his usually he saw the boys sitting at one of the open tables already drinking. A few hugs and nice greetings were exchanged before settling down, the twins were talking about some hook up they shared. His eyes were scanning the room, the stranger had been lost in the sea for a few minutes.

Dan and Nick, twins and college friends that stayed in the city were the better part of his grup. They had moved on to bickering over something else while Nate finally found the kid again, it seemed he wasn’t alone. A few more built guys were saying sowmthing to him, he looked annoyed. “Christ just talk to him already,” Dan finally groaned as he slid Nate’s empty away from his hand, “At least get a refill first don’t look like a weirdo,” Nate rolled his eyes snatching the glass back. “I’m actually enjoying the talent tonight-“ he explained before doing as suggested and getting a refill.

Handed a full glass he saw the small group had migrated, the new kid was moving toward the back door. The grip of others was smaller but they looked nasty, making his way through the crowd he didn’t catch much of what was said. When one guy finally shouted sowmthing hinting a fight Nate made it to them. “Damian,” Nate yelled above the music draped an arm across the stranger, “I told you picking fights with the newbies wasn’t getting you laid.” He knew the man well enough, and Damian knew well enough he could get kicked out of things got bad. “Tell him to fuck off then,” the taller man spat Nate rolled his eyes.

“Darling I can garentee this and sitting with us will end up with a much better outcome. Sides he’s a bottom,” handing his drink to the kid he turned them toward the tables. “Don’t mean you overwhelm you dear. They aren’t so forgiving here about fighting, why was he all in your business anyway?”

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Drive fast, take chances||Closed

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Her sleek black Jaguar had a fresh coat of paint. She’d just won the little sports car in a race, the man she’d got it from had a BIT of a gambling problem that worked out in her. She’d just picked it up from the body shop earlier that day, Not only did they paint it, they did her lights which now had a pink cover over them, she had pink under carriage lights to match. Dana and the speed limit weren’t friends, she was honestly driving too fast to even be able to see the sign. Not that she was trying. What DID catch her eye was a nicely dressed man on the side of the road. She was going to fast to stop right there but she did slow to turn back around and then pull up behind him.  He was definitely attractive, it was a shame she wasn’t going to ruin her six hundred dollar heels on the pavement. She’d already had them off while she was driving, leaving an AWFUL date. She slid on flip flops as she got out, “Hey you okay? I know a little about cars if you need help,” Dana offered him. Men were always skeptical sometimes downright rude about it....even close to hostile, “What’s wrong with it?” she asked him.

She pushed her car door closed adjusting her little red dress. If his car needed any serious work she had a pair of coveralls she could slip on over top of her clothes really quickly. She approached him and her cherry red lips pulled into a smile, “I just hate to see a Damsel in distress you know?” she added teasingly.