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ilynpilled · 1 year

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The night was strangely beautiful. The moon was a graceful crescent, and it seemed as though he had never seen so many stars. The King’s Crown was at the zenith, and he could see the Stallion rearing, and there the Swan. The Moonmaid, shy as ever, was half-hidden behind a pine tree. How can such a night be beautiful? he asked himself. Why would the stars want to look down on such as me?

“Jaime,” Brienne whispered, so faintly he thought he was dreaming it. “Jaime, what are you doing?”

“Dying,” he whispered back.

#asoiaf #brienne of tarth #jaime lannister #valyrianscrolls #jaime x brienne #sonopost #really like how this composition turned out #though im still not that satisfied with my brienne 👁#sorry to long hair truthers (canon) but if the official art and george can forget she has long hair so can i #first non-shitpost jb art we did it everybody #also finally posting art thats actually recent 😭#asoiaf art #also different style!

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istherewifiinhell · 1 month

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anyway more es. ARE U GETTING. THAT ALTMODE MIGHT BE.... allegoric. of things......

[ID: Transformers Earthspark clip of Jawbreaker interviewing Elita-one on a camcorder. There's scanline and recording ui affects. Jawbreaker is a young terran transformer with squat preportions in his protoform (white, grey, and blue, non discript body). Elita is a large cybertronian transformer with a pink SUV alt mode, clear car parts like wheels, headlights, and grill visible on her robot mode body.

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Camera over JB's shoulder, looking at a city skyline with the sun behind it.

JB: It's so... pretty.

Camera whips to Elita as she speaks: This whole planet is. I... like to end my work outs by reminding myself what I'm trying to protect.

JB graps the camera and turns it around, setting it up: I want to keep it safe too. [Sad, comtemplates the camera] But how can I do that without an alt mode.

He sets down the camera and we exit the camcorder view. The camera is very small in his hands

Elita sitting behind, twisting to look at him: Kid, you don't need an alt mode to do that.

JB: But, I'm a transformer. I'm suppose to transform!

Elita gives a breathed laugh/huff: Jawbreaker, lemme let you in on a little secret, hmm?

She tap the space next to where shes sitting on a shipping container. We see in camcorder mode the profile shot JB set up, he walks over and sits. We exit camcorder mode, and see JB and Elita from head on.

Elita: Scanning your alt mode isn't some kind of magic. There's a special compotent inside of you, [hand to her chest] Inside every bot, called the T-cog. It's what lets us change shape.

JB points to his chest with his one large finger. Speaking deliberately: The T-cog. Wow... [normal speech] Oh! But I'm not cybertronian. How do you know I... have one?

Elita, prompting: Some of your terran siblings have changed form, right?

JB: But what if I'm... [voice break] different?

Elita, looks toward the city: You know it took me forever to find an earth alt mode too? Nothing I saw ever felt right. So I waited. I waited, and waited, and waited.

JB: And then?!

Elita, turns to JB, points to her chest again: My spark, told me what was right.

JB: BUT- [somber] what if I'm broken or something? When I look at- cars. I feel nothing.

Elita puts a hand on JB's shoulder: Then maybe... you weren't meant to be a vehicle.

JB, suprised/awed: You can scan other things?

Elita: Almost anything you want. It's up to you.

JB: Thanks, Elita.

#some shit #its not called cisformers #crying crying crying #myyyy boy my baby baby boy #I CERTAINLY. think u can read this in a lot of way.#but the first time i was so focused on JBs mannerism and ways of interacting with the world i was like. right.#my stardard non vehicle alt disability and aneurotypical reading #BUT then im like. WAIT. its kinda like shes giving him 'the talk' isnt it?????#this is a part of your body you have and its special and its yours and you dont need to rush. youll know when its right #JBHJFJH DFJ #I LOVE. IDENTITY AND ALLEGORY FOR IDENTITY. AND LITERALIZED METAPHOR.#AND CHARACTERS GETTING TO TALK ABOUT THEIR FEEEEELINGS #jbbbbbbb u make meeeee cryyyyyy

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quiplasherror606 · 11 months

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ITS MY BIRTHDAY WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO

#quipster rambling #BIRTHDAY MOMENTO #non jb / ydkj related

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swordmaid · 2 years

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Apart from Brienne and Cersei, which other characters have/had the potential to be Jaime's significant other in asoiaf?

no one it’s just brienne. next!

#what is up w these non jb jaime asks these days LOL

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crowley1990 · 1 year

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Swifies act like Taylor Swift is ubiquitous and universally loved but I’ve got to say, as a non fan, I find her incredibly easy to avoid and I know maybe five songs and that’s because those were popular while I was still a teenager and my friends were into her. If I heard a random top hit by her, I probably wouldn’t recognise it.

#I know she’s popular but her songs don’t have that kind of cultural staying power amongst her non fans I think #there are other popular recent singles that have managed to make more of an impact I think #jb

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finexbright · 2 years

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every day i get more suspicious that harry has "early" retirement in his plans. he's doing so much at the moment in small periods of time, not just music but also a bunch of movies. and as much as i dislike his team, he and his team ultimately understand this situation better than we do, and i'm sure they know this isn't sustainable if you want to have a long-term career. i'm wondering if this is just them trying to squeeze out as much as possible before he "retires". at the same time, i can't imagine harry retiring early because he seems to really love what he does, so perhaps it's just going to be for several years instead of forever?

yeah i agree big time. i think i even talked about this a few days ago about him possibly retiring, or at least vanishing for a while. like even if not for resting or whatever, i think it's a good idea to not do anything for a couple of years because overexposure is also not a very good thing and if this is the pace of things, then the gp is gonna get bored of him and it's gonna be like 'oh for god's sake not him again'

#people are gonna treat him the same way they react everytime jb gets a grammy nomination #non non #harry styles

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nikkeisimmer · 2 years

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Listening to Johann Gottlieb Graun

#non-Sims #Baroque Music #JB Graun #my spotify #Spotify

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radiowarp · 8 months

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Pose brainstorm

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#art #my art #non jb #art practice #poses #pose reference #no characters

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a-lundell · 1 year

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not posting my top posts because 4/5 are jburrow's gifs and i've moved my nfl posting to my main blog 😬

#you guys are welcomed lol #the only non jb post that made the top5 was knight asking a young fan for a cookie .. that was soo cute

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swordmaid · 2 years

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gotta balance out the non-jb asks. anyway i think that jaime literally could not have a truly healthy romantic relationship with anyone who isnt brienne. like yes i think his repressed bisexuality moments are great but brienne is brienne

tbh I don’t know enough about the other jaime ship dynamic or the other character for the matter to weigh in on that take but brienne is brienne! 🤷‍♀️

#honestly I’m really not the person u go to if u wanna talk abt non jb ships like . best I can do is an idk 🤷‍♀️

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whorekneecentral · 4 months

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A Sandy Christmas

Sugar Daddy!Jenson Button x Fem!Reader

Warnings: the iconic sugar daddy JB, college aged reader (over 20), expensive vacations, gift giving is his love language, you're both soooo all up on each other, the use of daddy both in a sexual and non sexual context, thanking him in good way ;), oral (m!receiving), penetrative sex (p in v), hair pulling, some old man teasing at the end.

Word Count: 1,714

Author's Note: this is for my og jenson girlies that were here from the start, dedicated to the anon that sent in the first sd!jb ask cause you started all of this pookie!!

merry smutmas series

Jenson takes you on a dream vacation over the holidays but still makes sure you’ve got a gift to open come Christmas morning.

Exam season is killing you, mentally and physically.

Every bone in your body hurt from being hunched over at your desk for 18 hours a day and your brain felt like it was going to explode if you kept it up for much longer.

Jenson knew as much and he also knew your exam schedule; he couldn't bear to see his girl like that so he did the one thing he did best.

He whisked you away the moment your final exam was over. He knew it'd be a welcomed distraction given that you'd be returning home for the new years; your obnoxious sister was getting married to her high school sweetheart - you'd rather fall down the stairs than attend the wedding but Jenson promised to take you in to trade your car for a new one if you went.

To be fair, he did just get you the car 2 years ago but he figured he needed some sort of reward to get you to go. If he could join you at the wedding, he would but alas he can't.

Sunny Bora Bora was a welcomed distraction; the sunshine, the beaches, the endless cocktails and cock, were keeping you happy.

The first few days were you and Jenson rolling around in bed, lazing and eating whenever, barely getting dressed and spending sun up to sun down on the beach. You had everything you needed right there.

Despite it just being you and Jenson, he rented a whole villa. All the privacy in the world for you two; it was more so, so he could fuck you anywhere he liked but I digress.

Christmas morning and you're woken not by the sunshine but the feeling of Jenson's stubble on your neck.

"Merry Christmas, pretty girl."

You hum, a hand on his jaw. "Merry Christmas, Jense."

"C'mon, I have something to show you." He whispers in your ear, not giving you a moment to gather yourself. Instead he pulls you out of bed, his hand in yours as you sleepily follow him though the villa.

There's a massive Christmas tree by the windows, right in the middle but that was there when you arrived. What wasn't there before were all the gifts surrounding the tree.

"Jenson," you stop, looking at him. There's a grin on his face. "You didn't."

"I couldn't let Christmas pass without giving you a gift." He smiles, kissing your temple as he sits on the couch.

"We agreed that this trip was my Christmas gift."

"But the trip is for me too, so it can't count. Loophole baby," he raises his eyebrows, almost as high as his ego. You huff, "this is more than a gift, Jenson."

"You're a good girl, I'd buy you the world if I could." He tells you, smiling as you kiss him.

"I don't need the world, Jenson." You tell him, sitting in front of the tree. There are at least 20 bags and boxes neatly wrapped and set under the tree.

"I'd still buy it for you, princess." He smiles, taking a sip of his coffee as you unwrapped your gifts one by one; Gucci, Prada, Van Clef, Louis Vuitton - you name it, it was under the tree.

You had no idea how you'd get it all back home.

You thank him, doing a little try on haul as you unwrap the gifts. Jenson smiles, sitting comfortable as he watches you model your gifts for him.

"Happy?" He asks, patting his thigh. You sit yourself on his lap, an arm over his shoulder as you lean into him.

"Beyond happy," you whispered against his lips. "Thank you daddy."

"Anything for you, baby."

The two of you go about your day, you'll be leaving your little paradise tomorrow and returning to reality so you were trying to soak up the last of the sunshine. Lazing by the water, you watched as Jenson attempted to surf, gave up and decided on a swim instead, the man came back to kiss you, dripping the sea water all over you.

You push him away, giggling as he tries to grab at you. You rolled away, getting up and running from him; Jenson chased you down the beach right back to the villa.

Jenson planned dinner for the two of you, a little restaurant not too far from your villa. You wined and dined, chatting about his work and your plans not to strangle your sister with her veil. He assured you that you'd be fine and that as soon as the wedding was over, you could return home to him.

Upon returning, you decide to pack. This way you two could spend more time in bed in the morning rather than having to rush and pack then.

Jenson's back is to you as you bring in the last of your presents from the living room. He'd manage to fold what you had brought with you into the one suitcase opposed to the two it was in originally and had been trying to fix your gifts into the empty one.

He feels your arm wrap around his waist, fingers drumming against his midriff as you watch him put the boxes into the suitcase.

You're on your tiptoes, a kiss pressed to his jaw; Jenson thinks it's innocent enough and yet, he feels your lips drop lower. From his jaw to his neck and your fingers are pulling at his shirt collar, trying to expose more skin.

"Sweetheart," he whispers, swatting away your wandering hands. "We need to pack."

"Mhm hm," you turn him to face you, your hand on his jaw when you kiss him. Jenson leans on the edge of the bed, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you into him

He was easy like that, a kiss from you and he's like putty in your hands.

He watches as your fingers trail down the front of his shirt, sliding under the hem of it. Jenson takes that as his hint to take it off, tossing it on the floor somewhere. Your hand wanders further down, brushing over the cold metal of his belt.

Jenson smiles, pecking your lips softly. "Let me thank you," you whispered against his lips. His brows furrow, "what for?"

"Everything," you tell him, sinking down onto your knees in front of him.

Jenson undoes his belt and the button, “open.”

Without hesitation, your mouth opens and you’re looking up at him once again. He slaps your tongue with his cock softly, waiting for a reaction. The slight curve of your lips was enough for him to know it was okay. A hand tangled in your hair, pulling and pushing you, setting the pace.

The stifled gag was enough for him to pull back, giving you a moment to catch your breath.

His eyes fixed on you as your lips wrap around his cock, his chest dropping and raising with each breath.

He can’t help but notice the lipstick on the base of his cock, your head bobbing up and down. Jenson's hand pulls your hair away from your face, letting you set the pace.

His hand turns over and you feel his knuckles brush along your cheek. “Like being on your knees for me, hm? My good girl.”

The praise hits you straight in the core, only making you go faster. Your cheeks hollow as you bob your head up and down. Jenson's hips buck, your nose brushing against him.

His head falls back against the couch, breathing out a string of explicits as you hollow your cheeks. “C’mere.” He pulls you off him slowly, savouring the feeling of your tongue sliding up the underside of his cock.

You kiss him, the moan slipping from your lips as he manhandles you.

“Turn around,” he whispers against your lips, a hand on your hip as he turns you around to face the bed.

Your arms are propped on the mattress, holding yourself up. He pushes your dress up, bunching over your hips. His hand slips between your thighs, fingers brushing over your panties and your head drops forward.

Panties pushed to the side and Jenson reached forward, a hand tangled in your hair to pull you up, forcing you to look at the reflection in the window. His other hand holds your hip once he pushes into you.

“See,” he mumbles to himself, glancing down between the two of you before his eyes meet yours in the reflection. “Look how pretty you are,” he whispers, kissing along the back of your shoulder as his hips dig into your ass.

The knot in your stomach tightens when his hand on your hip slips down between your legs, reaching for your clit. He barely moves his fingers before your own hand reaches down to rest on his. The feeling of his fingers pulls your attention.

"Please daddy-" you're cut off by a moan and by Jenson pushing you down onto the bed.

You prop yourself up on your forearms once again, eyes fixed on anything but what he was doing.

He could feel you clenching around him, pushing back into him for more.

“Shh, it’s okay baby, I know.” He tells you, thrusts getting sloppier by the second.

The two of you in sync, Jenson's chest pressed to your back as you came down from your orgasm. He peppered kisses all over your back, rubbing your side softly. He leans to press a kiss to your neck before pulling out slowly.

You can feel Jenson wiping your thighs and between your legs, cleaning you up before fixing your dress. You're still facedown in the mattress, too fucked out to even think about moving at the moment. He senses as much, giving you a push by the ass and up onto the bed you went.

The clink of his belt comes from behind you, the man fixing his pants - you assumed he'd be joining you in bed but instead, you heard some sort of shuffling behind you.

Rolling you, you see that Jenson had resumed his packing from before.

"You know," you start, sitting up. "Most men your age are dead to the world after a fuck like that."

Jenson laughs, walking over to you. His hand cups your jaw, "I'm not like most guys my age."

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