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Elsa Bleda

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china - january 2016

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Hugo Poon

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On the roofs in Toshima, Tokyo

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I have committed the ultimate blasphemy....

I got spaghetti sauce on my book.....

#ooc #munstuff #cries forever #my poor book

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HI YES I’M NOT DEAD JUST BUSY

#ooc #munstuff

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50 Shades of Blue! Send a colour to ask something sexual:

Aqua: Top or bottom?

Azure: What’s your biggest turn-on?

Baby Blue: Have you ever had sex with someone of the same gender?

Carolina: Have you ever had sex with someone of a different gender?

Cerulean: What’s your biggest turn-off?

Cyan: What’s your sexual orientation?

Cobalt: Rough or soft?

Cornflower: Are you a virgin?

Denim: Are you naturally submissive or dominant?

Electric: Do you prefer lingerie to regular underwear?

Indigo: Do you like phone sex?

Lapis: What’s your best fantasy?

Midnight: Are you into role-play?

Oxford: Have you ever had sex with more than one person?

Periwinkle: Do you use toys often?

Persian: Would you do public sex at all?

Powder Blue: Vanilla sex or spiced up?

Prussian: Confess a kink to me?

Royal: What’s your favourite position?

Sapphire: When was the last time you had sex?

Sky: Do you read smut/watch porn?

Teal: Where was the strangest place you ever had sex?

Tiffany: Would you/do you do sex work?

Turquoise: Have you ever taken part in group sex?

True: Do you remember your first time?

Ultramarine: Do you do/enjoy oral?

Zaffre: Make up your own question!

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Anonymously send me IC nsfw fantasies about my muse, and my Muse will have to guess who it's from

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Curse my muse with visions you think will haunt them.

They will be forced to see those visions for as long as you/your muse dictates.

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theoblivionbrothers:

@of-the-nightside | continued from x

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As Tommy’s fingers continued, John sucked a sharp breath in through his nose, holding it in for a moment before slowly breathing it out. Tommy did have a point. John was the only one of the two of them that would really get hit in the reputation. But the fingers quickly bringing him to full hardness made it a little tough to keep the noises down. John squashed most before they could reach his lips, only the occasional pleasured sigh or low noise in his throat escaping.

And of course the lips sucking intently at his neck weren’t helping either. A thought moved through Johns mind. It wouldn’t surprise him if Tommy was trying to coax noises from him anyways. He had been with people before. He knew it could be satisfying to finally get that loud noise out from a partner.

“You’re cruel...” Whether he was talking about the fact that Tommy had ambushed him in a place where he had to keep quiet or that Tommy was doing things to him that made him want to be anything but quiet, he didn’t know. Probably both.

With Tommy’s hand in his pants and his cock filled enough to make his pants uncomfortable without the addition of a hand, John felt the need to free himself. Besides, if Tommy were to continue like this for the whole encounter, he’d likely soil his only pair of trousers that he had with him. And walking home with come filled pants didn’t sound like a good way to end the night.

Leaning his head back against the wall, he reached down, slowly tugging his trousers off his waist.

#theoblivionbrothers #nsfw

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I want to see what NSFW headcanons you have for my character. Go on anon if you’d like. Be as graphic or as vague as you want. If I like it, I’ll accept it.

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"Shh, someone will hear!" { from tommy, of course ;3c

Tommy had John backed up against a wall in a stall in the bathroom of Strangefellows, a hand down his pants.

He had been drinking with the youngest Oblivion brother and had dismissed himself to use the loo when Tommy had come in behind him. He’d heard the main bathroom door open and close just as he was undoing his belt. John had thought nothing of it until he heard the door open behind him.

When he’d turned and saw Tommy he raised an eyebrow and didnt even get a word out before Tommy had backed him up against the wall and put a hand down his now-open pants. He really did have some talented fingers. Embarrassingly, John let out a louder-than-he-meant-it-to-be groan and Tommy had put a hand over his mouth, his other, busy hand stopping its movements.

‘Shh, someone will hear!’

Honestly, John didnt think anyone in the bar would really care, save Alex.

“Well, whose fault would that be?”

#theoblivionbrothers #nsfw

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lotus-bloom-ren:

Mmhmm...gotta love it when you ask a blog if they want to do and they respond to you like you are an inconvenience to them. Could you reblog this if it is safe to come to your blog and ask for an rp without having to worry about dealing with a rude attitude?

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givemeameme:

Send “Shh, someone will hear” for our muses to have sex in a semi-public place.

#yolo

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theoblivionbrothers:

Tommy had settled himself on a worn and well-broken-in couch that was very much John’s aesthetic, legs folded under him and a Styrofoam container of vaguely questionable leftovers sitting on his knee. He was going at the thick syrupy noodles with a great deal of enthusiasm, and when he spotted John reentering the room he quickly slurped up the ones that were twirled around his disposable chopsticks.

(Tommy had discovered that John had an entire drawer of disposable utensils from take-out places; convenient and very John-like, but a little too shabby-chic for his tastes.)

“Almost ready to head out?” he asked, jabbing his chopsticks in John’s direction. “I’d say I have other places to be, but that would be a lie. Mostly I’m just getting antsy sitting around here.”

“Almost.” John rubbed at his head with the towel, drying off his hair a bit better before draping the towel over the back of the nearest chair. He would toss it in the wash when he got home from his and Tommy’s excursion. Grabbing his iconic white trench coat, he carefully threaded his injured wrist through. He didn’t want it catching and possibly doing more damage.

He eyed Tommy’s choice of food from his fridge and quickly placed it as his lunch left overs from about three days ago. They were obviously still good or Tommy wouldn’t have chosen them. He was somewhat relieved that Tommy hadn’t dug too far into his fridge. He really needed to clean that thing out.

“I want to grab myself a quick bite as well. Those boggarts arent going anywhere. Subborn bastards dont like leaving a place unless they have to.” Just a quick bite of microwaved pizza (and maybe a quick beer) and he’d be good to go.

John moved quickly to his fridge, leaning over to inspect its contents and located the pizza hiding behind a couple cartons of leftover chinese and bottle of what he assumed was some sort of liquor. He quickly popped a slice of pizza in his old microwave and set the time before turning and leaning against the counter, his gaze returning to Tommy.

#theoblivionbrothers

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