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I’m off, my dears. It’s been nice catching up for a moment. I hope you have a lovely Easter, if you celebrate, and I will try to pop back in again soon. I truly appreciate all the well wishes and support I’ve been receiving. You are all so wonderful. Can I just say….so fucking tired of this shit! I just want to feel normal again.

torrilla:

Tom Hiddleston films scenes for the new horror movie ‘Crimson Peak’ in Toronto on April 17, 2014 [HQ]

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “You’ve been a bad girl, and you know it. I do not appreciate being made to feel jealous. Beg me to punish you how you see fit.”

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “You’ve been a bad girl, and you know it. I do not appreciate being made to feel jealous. Beg me to punish you how you see fit.”

iamlokiofjotunheimr:

This hand shall strike thee,when ever I want.But also caressing thee, when ever thou need it.Only for thee.My WenchMy LadyMy WifieMy Love

Only you, my love. Only ever you.

iamlokiofjotunheimr:

This hand shall strike thee,
when ever I want.
But also caressing thee,
when ever thou need it.
Only for thee.
My Wench
My Lady
My Wifie
My Love

Only you, my love. Only ever you.

iamlokiofjotunheimr:

My chest was like a desert,a dead oasis, the spring empty and dry.My heart spreaded in pieces,a broken rock whose dark parts laid in the raw sand.Thy kindness awaken the flora,thy gentle heart filled the spring again,thy love collected the broken stones.In the desert bloom now flower,the water runs like a river across it.The healed rock stands bright like a white crystal,long and slender up to the blue and sunny sky.And now the former desert is a godwood,my crystal heart the shrine to offer thee my love.My life.My lady.

Oh, my darling, my love, my king. I am so touched, so honored and so astounded to have found a love such as this. You are my everything, my lord and I belong to you in all ways. My heart, my soul, my very being. I am yours, for as long as there is breath in my body and a beat to  my heart. Though the words fall painfully and completely short, I love you.

iamlokiofjotunheimr:

My chest was like a desert,
a dead oasis, the spring empty and dry.
My heart spreaded in pieces,
a broken rock whose dark parts laid in the raw sand.
Thy kindness awaken the flora,
thy gentle heart filled the spring again,
thy love collected the broken stones.
In the desert bloom now flower,
the water runs like a river across it.
The healed rock stands bright like a white crystal,
long and slender up to the blue and sunny sky.
And now the former desert is a godwood,
my crystal heart the shrine to offer thee my love.
My life.
My lady.

Oh, my darling, my love, my king. I am so touched, so honored and so astounded to have found a love such as this. You are my everything, my lord and I belong to you in all ways. My heart, my soul, my very being. I am yours, for as long as there is breath in my body and a beat to  my heart. Though the words fall painfully and completely short, I love you.

(Source: whispers-of-mischief)

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: "How much pleasure can you endure? How much pain? Tonight, I wish to find out."

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: "How much pleasure can you endure? How much pain? Tonight, I wish to find out."

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “Tonight, my sweet, I will taste you, test you, bend you, break you, in all the ways you love. I will make you squirm and beg, and only when naught but my name is upon your lips will I give you the release you crave.”

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “Tonight, my sweet, I will taste you, test you, bend you, break you, in all the ways you love. I will make you squirm and beg, and only when naught but my name is upon your lips will I give you the release you crave.”

I dream of you too, my king. Every moment we are apart is filled with longing for you. 

I dream of you too, my king. Every moment we are apart is filled with longing for you. 

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “In your eyes, you should be nothing less than a goddess, as you are in mine.”

lokis-dirty-whispers:

Submission: “In your eyes, you should be nothing less than a goddess, as you are in mine.”

Orange Moustache