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minaharkerdailymirror asked: "+ Because these are always amusing"

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ask-lachlan-macaldonich:

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ask-lachlan-macaldonich:

send a ✚ for a drunk text from my muse

[Text] im nadked. 

[Text] naekd

[Text] nekad

[Text] n.a.k.d.e.

[Text] fck. my balls r freeeeeezzign´1!

"Perhaps I am when you’re actually charming."

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"Good, because as much as I fancy you, you probably wouldn’t win. And that’d be a sad way to end our friendship."

"A’m always charming…"

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"No need to point how low my chances are, darling."

"You’ve got a lot of self confidence for a guy whose nude butt is only covered by a blanket." 

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"It’s okay though, I still like you." 

"A’m more charming when A’m naked, ye know?"

"Yer pity is killing me, woman… Give me a drink or change the subject."


rumplegoldrp:

"They’re in your room," Belle muttered as she made her tea, trying not to look at either of the men.
Rum smiled and moved the food off the burners to cool before plating. Taking Lachlan’s hand, he lead him back to his room to the closet."I hope they fit and…that they’re your style," Rum said.

Lachlan nodded, following Rumford to the bedroom that was now his own. Apparently Gold had get him clothes and that was pretty cute. “I don’t really care ‘bout styles anymore.” He muttered. He was once a rocker, but not since a few month ago. He opened the closet door and smiled bigger. “God… I think ye catched my style…” He say tacking a pair of wasted jeans and a white shirt. “Thank you… Really… Is… Wow…” He had not word to tell him, it was just clothes, but it was the first time somebody care so much for him to buy him that. 

rumplegoldrp:

"They’re in your room," Belle muttered as she made her tea, trying not to look at either of the men.

Rum smiled and moved the food off the burners to cool before plating. Taking Lachlan’s hand, he lead him back to his room to the closet.
"I hope they fit and…that they’re your style," Rum said.

Lachlan nodded, following Rumford to the bedroom that was now his own. Apparently Gold had get him clothes and that was pretty cute. “I don’t really care ‘bout styles anymore.” He muttered. He was once a rocker, but not since a few month ago. He opened the closet door and smiled bigger. “God… I think ye catched my style…” He say tacking a pair of wasted jeans and a white shirt. “Thank you… Really… Is… Wow…” He had not word to tell him, it was just clothes, but it was the first time somebody care so much for him to buy him that. 



porn4ladies:

Naked cooking II

porn4ladies:

Naked cooking II


robertcarlyledaily:

"But as I said, I played music for a very brief time in my life, for just a year and a half, when I was 17 or something. And I can’t believe it now that I did that then and I thank God that it was in those days before iPhones and cameras, because then there would be evidence of my singing somewhere (laughs)."


"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up."
Neil GaimanThe Sandman (via benzaiten-sama)

"Cour, petit lapin, cour" | Black Flagged - Lachphant AU

ask-hierophant:

Hiero kept herself stiff, even when she started to move. It was still invasive, his…cock, and not particularly the best feeling yet. It was a searing sort of burn, intrusive, but past that, she could feel something better, something that was actually pleasureful. She forced her mind to his hands, trying to comfort her, trying to calm her, and when he actually started to move, she found herself letting out a groan similar to a gulp for air after being underwater a tad bit too long.

She breathed through clenched teeth with a soft whistle, her eyes drooping shut as she forced her mind off of the pain, of everything. Making myself forget a gunshot is simple, but now that there’s a cock in yer cunt…why can’t that be just as easy? Maybe pain was the answer, maybe she would never feel good and he’d be the only one to ever get off. His fucking cock was…oh.

She had been so furious, so distracted that she hadn’t realized the discomfort was gone, that everything actually felt pretty nice after all, even if hollow. Her body bumped forward each time he thrust, her lips spreading into a grin. “Please, hon…fuck me like I asked you to…” she pleaded, looking back to him with the same grin on her face.

Lachlan was humming mentally all the discography of The Rolling Stones while he was moving as he was in slow motion. He needed a distraction, he had to think on ‘You can’t always get what you want’ while he was thrusting inside that warm hole of her. He needed more, he was aching for more and he couldn’t wait to let her get ready. But he did. He was very proud of himself actually. Thanks to Mick Jagger.

And suddenly all his efforts got rewarded. Her shining eyes were looking at him, with some kind of desire that he wanted to make it grow and the most perfect open smile he had seen on her. “As ye wish…” He purred, licking his lips and taking a firm grab on her hips before he removed his member off her cunt to thrust inside again, deep and hard.

The scot repeated this moved again and again, his nails sinking in her flesh. “God… Hierophant… Ye feel so fuckin’ wonderful…”


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ask-lachlan-macaldonich asked: "[Text] Congrats on the birth. Take care of them. Also of Hiero."

ask-father-macavoy:

ask-father-macavoy:

[text] I had to deliver these wee things…it wasn’t fun. 

[text] What’s with your text? Hiero is being well taken care of. Are you alright?

"No Lachlan she needed us all!" Joseph was fuming at what the man had said. Twisting things around when it was his fault. He was the reason why he was hurting.

"Hiero hasn’t been happy. I’ve not been happy! We’ve gotten thru these months easily enough, but you don’t know." MacAvoy closed his eyes and shook his head. "You are a shite bastard! Hiero cried for days because of you! She loves you, but you don’t even give a damn…Because it’s not enough for you!" 

Lachlan shoved the priest again. “Of course I give a fucking damn about all of ye!” He shouted. Breathing hard without even knowing why. He lowered his glare, trembling. Joseph had the ability to make him think deeply about all, to make him calm down and stop his self loathing. “I thought… That ye are gonna be better without me… With Ives and the bairns… Ye have enough… A’m… A’m just a heavy burden…” He swallowed hard, his voice a mere whisper. “B-but… I can’t live without her… without ye…” Those last month he had barely survived without them. “I don’t know what to do now…”


porn4ladies:

in my parents’ kitchen, 20

porn4ladies:

in my parents’ kitchen, 20