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fainfrumos · 1 month
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A quick one before the train leaves, Rasnov [24.03.24]
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oxidizedoverwetdreams · 10 months
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Adirondacks, Keene Valley, NY
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wanderingskychild · 8 months
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The rains were an interesting part of this quest & I liked having ascetic monk actually be there for me to talk pictures of. This was their pilgrimage anyway, the rains added a nice element to each picture taken. Here are they for you to see.
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I hadn’t noticed there was water on this mountain until the last leg of this quest so it was a nice surprise. Hope for more little details in later installments.
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andrei-grigorev · 2 years
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Aeolation
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life-spire · 2 years
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@Federico Bottos
See more like this.
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handstand-everywhere · 9 months
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High Handstand
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berribish · 2 years
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The Journey
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dewpostcards · 1 year
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Sent to Germany. "Aspen and Evergreen proudly stand before Longs Peak, one of Colorado's cherished Fourteeners. The peak is named after Major Stephen Long, who first laid eyes on this majestic mountain on June 30, 1820." Photographer Jamie Palmesano.
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seanwrenn · 1 year
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Longs Peak, from Bierstadt Lake.
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novagrayvanelders · 2 years
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Title: Mountians in the Clouds
Another simple landscape practice! Some pointy mountains surrounded by clouds at daybreak.
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atan-orofarne · 2 years
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The Moon and Longs Peak over Bear Lake near sunset, Rocky Mountain National Park, June 11, 2022
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fainfrumos · 1 month
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I missed the mountains, Plaiu Foii [10.03.24]
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ghouligancentral · 2 years
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Claws -
Mountain x Dewdrop X Ghoul Reader (18+)
Part 1 of 3
Summary- The reader is a ghoul who happens to be Mountain's mate. While helping Mountain get through his rut the reader finds out Dewdrop's rut has also started. So what could this lead to.....
Also AFAB reader but not pronouns are used.
A/N- Alright Ghouligans- This is just smut and purely self indulgent. We dive right in with the first sentence. We get some possessive/ Dom Mountain in this so sit back, grab a snack and have a cold shower ready.
Your claws dig into the sheets below you as you let out a series of breathy “fucks”. All you can hear is the sound of skin on skin accompanied by the pants and growls of the large Earth ghoul currently above you. You feel Mountain’s claws pricking into the skin at your waist and he pulls you forcefully onto his large cock. Many would struggle to take such a richly endowed specimen of a ghoul, you, however, being a ghoul yourself had little to no problem, given that a decent amount of prep was involved.
Upon opening your eyes, you look up to see Mountain with his eyes closed and a fang poking out of his mouth as he bits his lower lip. You reach up one of your hands to caress the side of his face, causing him to open his eyes and look down at you. You offer a smile and coo out a praise.
“You feel so good Mounty,” you pur, “ you know exactly how to fill me up.”
Hearing this causes Mountain to mewl out a soft moan and grip your waist tighter. He leans down to hoover his face mere inches above your own.
“Darling, you are the greatest thing to ever happen to me,” Mountain admits as he slows his pace from short quick thrusts to long deep ones. You and Mountain had been mates for quite some time now. Being Mountian’s mate wasn’t a mutually exclusive deal, you were free to have fun with others, but at this point, given his was, Mountain wanted you to be part of any sexual or romantic encounter he might have.
And right now, at the height of his rut, Mountain needed you more than ever. Mountain preferred for you to be the one helping him through his rut given that a) you were now his mate and b) you being a ghoul means there was little to no risk of him breaking you.
You wrap your hands around Mountain’s back as he begins to plant a series of hot, open mouthed kisses along your neck and jawline. You nestle your face into his hair as you leave light scratches on his back. Mountain’s tail is currently curled snuggly on one of your legs which is presently draped over his hip.
Mountain once more begins to speed up his thrusts causing your breath to quicken. He unwraps his tail from your thigh and snakes it in between the two of you. The tip of his tail starts to rub small circles on your clit, causing you to nestle your face deeper into his hair. One of your hands scratches deeper into the flesh of his back while the other is planted firmly in his hair.
Just as you feel you are to reach your peak, Mountain tenses up and stops nipping at your neck to pop his head up and scan the room. His thrusts come to a halt as he raises his nose to the air and takes a deep inhale.
“Do you smell that?” Mountain growls out in a low whisper,” someone else is here.”
You take a moment to orient yourself and mourn your lost orgasm as you huff out a reply,” I don’t smell anyone but that could just be because my face was buried in your hair no less than two seconds ago.”
Mountain remains tense as a deep rumbling growl settles in his chest and he turns to stare at the slightly ajar door at the far side of the room. At this point you sit up with concern.
“Mountain, who is it?”, you ask as you cup his face trying to calm him down.
“Fire ghoul,” Mountain spits out,” and he wants to join in.”
Right as Mountain was speaking you caught a whiff of the scent Mountain was talking about. It smelled of campfire and amber. Typically, during a ghoul’s rut, their scent would overpower any other ghoul’s, especially to their mate. But this scent was now growing just as strong as Mountain’s earthy musk.
A pang of concern suddenly dropped in the pit of your stomach. “Dewdrop’s rut has been triggered,” you thought to yourself. You look up to see Dewdrop poking his head through the doorway with a sly smile on his face.
“I’m not intruding on anything?” Dewdrop asks rhetorically as he slips through the door and closes it behind him. You can already see the prominent bulge forming in Dew’s trousers.
“Get out,” Mountain utters just loud enough for Dewdrop to hear. Mountain’s grip tightens on your body and you feel the hair on his arms stand up.
“What was that Mounty? I didn’t quite hear you there,” Dewdrop teases.
“GET OUT!” Mountain roars as he stands to face Dewdrop. The ferocity of it startled both you and Dew. You looked from Mountain to Dewdrop to see that most of the color had drained from his face and his tail had curled itself around his leg. You had to admit, you’d never seen Mountain like this before. It is not like the two of you had never slept with the other ghouls before. Hell you two often invented the little gremlin standing before you to spend a night ( or two) in your shared bed.
Before you can grab him, Mountain storms over to where Dewdrop is cowering, reaching him with just four long strides. Mountain snatches Dew’s throat and lifts him into the air so that he is at eye level with Mountain.
“Mine,” Mountain snarls at Dew while showing his fangs. You hop up and rush over to where the two ghouls are standing. You grab Mountain’s arm and tell him to put Dewdrop down. Mountain locks eyes with up and upon seeing the seriousness in yours sets the smaller ghoul. Dewdrop sputters and coughs while he tries to catch his breath. You step in between the ghouls and push Mountain father away from Dew.
“Mountain! What was that all about? Dew is in rut too, you can’t blame the guy for trying to get a little something, “ you fuss at Mountain. You back Mountain up until the backs of his knees touch the bed and he sits down. You stand above Mountain with your hands placed firmly on your hips. Mountain averts his eyes and looks sheepishly at the floor.
“I’m sorry darling, I just don’t know what came over me,” Mountain apologies as he shrugs.
“Oh I’m fine by the way. Thanks for fucking asking,” Dewdrop spits out from across the room.
“Oh Dew honey, I’m sorry,” you apologize as you rush over next to him. ”And Mountain is sorry too. Aren't you Mounty?” you say as you shoot a gaze over towards your mate.
“Yeah, I’m really sorry Dew,” Mountain confesses,” I- I- I just felt like you were trying to take [y/n] away from me.”
Dewdrop looks over to Mountain and a slight smile begins to spread over his lips.
“Yeah well I guess no harm was done,” Dew continues,” and I think I know of a way you could make it up to me.” The grin on Dewdrop’s face spreads even wider as he slowly begins to slide his tail up your naked leg.
“Dew, are you still hard after all of that?” you ask him with a chuckle.
“You of all people should know that I like it rough,” Dew smirks back as he snakes a hand around your waist and pulls you closer to him.
You turn to look at Mountain who is watching the two of you. His member beginning to re-harden with interest.
“You okay with Dew joining us Mounty,” you ask before history can repeat itself.
“Yes, but only if Dew lets me take the lead on this,” Mountain consents with a grin. Dewdrop’s brows raise in surprise. Usually Mountain is one of the more easy going ghouls and doesn’t take the dominant role.
“Yeah, oh course, if that’s what you want,” Dewdrop replies.
Mountain’s fangs poke out from behind his lips as a dark smile falls across his face.
“Good. Now let’s get started”
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Read parts 2 and 3 here ( on A03)
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still thinking about that dream i had about the incredibly radioactive ocean where forgotten detritus would just appear. you wake up floating in the remains of... your old house? maybe? you don't remember. there's a lot you don't remember. you don't remember your name. the sea is shallow, the water is moving quickly but without turbulence, you can see the stones on the seafloor, some of them strangely green, showing through the bare bedrock. the water is like glass, you can see no other life, not algae, not seaweed, not fish. you can swim for short periods of time to the other things you see floating in this sea -- an old stone church, half-tipped on it's side, floating just as the house is. you can dive to the bottom just fine, why do these things float? why can't you remember your name? what is this place?
you can see mountians along two sides of you -- faint, jagged bare rock peaks. if you manage to make it to a shore, you'd see no beach, no gravel, as if these mountians have eroded into nothing. the water laps at the rock, almost pushes up it through no force you can see.
you find a map in one of these buildings. you know where you are, immediately. you see this nowhere sea, this strange, unflooding ocean, carved into the landscape like a scar. the topography indicates that it is lower than the surrounding ocean, but the water is nonetheless flowing out of this sea. the mountians, the sea, everything you can see around yourself, are incredibly undetailed compared to the rest of the map.
you don't know how you got here
you don't know what will happen when you -- a forgotten thing, like all the rest -- reaches the ocean that belongs to the rest of the world
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dreemurr-skelememer · 3 months
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the uk has several mountians, i've actually climbed several to their peaks, nice lunch spots, if a little windy.
anon how often do you climb these mountains how have you climbed several of them
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