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Ride 739: The training camp's fourth day!!
Pag 1
1: Training camp of Sohoku High School's racing team...
2: fourth and last day, 10:18 in the morning
3: Here it comes, Rokudai!!
4: Yeah!! Teh, Kinaka-kun
Pag 2
1: The training camp fourth and last day!!
The total distance we've ran so far is....
Pag 3
2: Here we go!!
5: 800km!!
Pag 4
1: We still have 200km to go until we reach 1000km!!
2: Teeh.....!! We've ran so much, teh
3: That's right, we already went beyond what I said at first, the distance from “Aomori”
4: “Aomori”!
It's still 10:30 in the morning, so if we keep going like this we can run the remaining 200km that are required!!
We can!!
Yeah!!
Pag 5
1: My legs are all sore
2: I'm trembling all over, teh
3: The Aomori thing, when we first came here
4: 700km!!
I thought it would be impossible
5: When on the first day, the senpai created such a gap between us, I resigned myself and thought that it really was impossible
6: But then, on that day's evening, you had that idea, Kinaka-kun
8: We worked so hard starting from the morning, we closed the gap, and ran until here
Pag 6
1: Being “buddies” really was our “breakthorugh”, teh!!
2: Breakthrough...!!
3: ??
4: Right!!
Teh...!!
5: Somehow, when I think about seeing the “goal”
6: I feel a surge of power, teh!!
Ohh...
7: Yeah, nice Rokudai, that's good!!
8: We've survived so far, so let's run through the end!!
Pag 7
2: Pfui
Yeah....
Let's do... our best and.... run....
5: Huh, where's my bottle?
Teh
Pag 8
3: Rokudaiii!!
6: Oooooogh
Pag 9
3: Ah....
Kinaka....kun? Huh.... I... fell.... and my bo.... ttle?
4: Rokudaii!!
5: So-sorry
You- you saved me, because you're my “buddy”!!
Pag 10
1: Because I'm your friend
3: Because you're my precious and reliable friend!!
4: Don't fall
Pag 11
1: Don't fall yet!!
2: There's still a chance
3: A small one
4: We can't know until the end of this last day of this training camp
Our
5: target
Pag 12
1: is to go together to the Inter High!!
Yeah!!
Pag 13
2: Ohh, they got back up, those first years
They ran 800km, so I thought their pace would drop for 2 or 3 laps
3: and that they would lose momentum like that
5: There are two ways of winning a road race
Pag 14
1: The first way is enduring determinedly, following without giving up in any situation
2: So that you survive and become the last man standing
4: And the other way is attacking yourself, actively passing and leaving behind your opponents
5: showing your strength and taking the victory....!!
6: They're both “victories”, that doesn't change
But the one who brings you more praises and admiration
Pag 15
1: It's the latter, Issa!!
2: That's right, Danchiku!!
3: First year Omihata, my jersey
Yessir!!
4: The heat resistance training ends here!!
5: Kaburagi-san.... he took off his long-sleeved jersey....!!
That means he's gotten serious!!
6: Let's go with with Full Spec, Danchiku!!
Now that our bodies are ready, we'll definitely do our “human sacrifice”....
Pag 16
1: We'll defeat Sugimoto-san and go to the Inter High!!
Of course, Issa!!
Pag 17
3: Let's catch him, Danchiku!!
4: So you're here
Pag 18
1: You two!!
2: We've come to give back to you that “you allowed us to train with you”!! Sugimoto-san!!
Pag 19
2: Danchiku has already mastered the new bike he's riding, and he doesn't stagger anymore
Thanks to you, he's now in perfect condition!! Perfect!!
3: Yeah
Pag 20
1: I'm just next to you and yet I can feel your pressure enough!!
3: Sugimoto-san, sorry but I'm gonna defeat you in one blow
4: I won't let you beat me in one blow
Pag 21
1: Is that your “expectations”? Or your “hope”?
2: Yeah.... for now
3: I'll also take off my arms warmer!!
4: Sugimoto took off his arms warmer!!
5: If you come at me seriously....
Pag 22
1: It's only polite of me to get serious too!!
Pag 23
3: Sugimoto himself hit their handles!!
Even though usually his play-style is to avoid rough play and contact!!
4: You're in high spirits....!!
5: Not as much as you!! Danchiku!!
Pag 24
1: Honestly, I'm surprised that you're going all out like this.... you're worth defeating!!
2: I'll let you train with me one more time, Danchiku!!
Pag 25
2: Ah crap, they've started already!!
The last battle
3: of the fourth and last day of this training camp!!
4: Danchiku-kun!! Sugimoto-kun!!
Pag 26
1: I'll pull now, teh, Kinaka-kun
Yeah, thank you, Rokudai!!
2: Please....
3: No....
4: I'm beaten....
Even though I've finally... cut the 200km left point...
5: That moment.... I overdid it a little....
6: My legs hurt.....
#yowamushi pedal#yowamushi pedal translations#yowapeda#yowapeda manga#yowamushi pedal manga#yowamushi pedal spoilers#ride 739#i have so many things to say about this chapter that ill probably use up all the tags LMAO#But the most important one is NAKAROKU!!!! MY PRECIOUS PRECIOUS BOYS YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THEIR FRIENDHSIP MEANS TO ME#they're so important ;A; i cant believe kinaka really had to spelli it out to roku that theyre friends???#youd think it would be the other way around given kinaka's chara and the fact that he never had any friends and all that#but no! I HELPED YOU BC WE'RE FRIENDS BC YOURE MY PRECIOUS AND RELIABLE FRIENDS#and roku: shocked pikachu face asdshgdkdfg#how did he not realize they're besties PLEASE if he thought theyre just 'buddies' for the training camp#what did he even think of their relationship before these 4 days - kinaka bby you didnt go so out of your way to be nice and good to him#for him to not even realzie youre friends sadsdhfa#im already writing a fic about this because its just that importan OKAY#i dont think i have enough tags to talk about everything sugimoto and danchiku and kaburagi#but lemme say that its so funny to me how everyone is busy fighting and all and meanwhile onoda and naruko are just doing their thing lmao
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Could you do one about roman being on his video game with his cousins and the reader keeps grinding on him and distracting him so he takes matters into his own hands and she can't take it
Can’t Take It ♡
Featuring 🌷: roman reigns + female!reader
Warning ☁️: thigh riding, orgasm denial, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, mention of anal sex, mentions multiple positions, overstimulation, 18+ Minors, please don’t interact. Thanks! ୨୧
Word count 🌷: 739
Scenario ☁️: You begged Roman for his attention, until you finally got it.
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"Baeee!" You whined, nestled in the curve of Roman's arm as he sat immersed in the glow of the television screen, the room filled with the sounds of gunfire and shouted commands from the game. All of the guys were playing Call of Duty. Jimmy, Jey, Solo and even their old ass cousin Dwayne.
You shifted in Roman's lap, craving his attention as he was focused on the game. It’s literally 9 PM, he’s been playing since he woke up this morning. The frustration bubbled up within you, you let out a soft sigh and began to move against him, the subtle grind of your hips against his thigh a silent plea for his touch.
"Roman!" you called out again, your voice barely audible over the game and his cousins in his headset. He grunted in response.
"Want you," you breathed, the words tinged with a mixture of need and embarrassment. Roman's hand paused for a moment on the controller, his brow furrowing in concentration as he considered your request. With a quick motion, he muted his mic, his voice low and husky as he addressed you.
"What do you want, babygirl?"
His eyes met yours for the first time since the game had begun, “Your dick, your mouth, your fingers, I need to feel you.” You moaned as you picked up the pace, your movements growing bolder as you sought to capture his focus completely.
“Want me that bad, huh?”
But before you could respond, he silenced you with a gentle shush, his gaze back to the screen as the new game began.
You moved against him, your needy pussy throbbing against his thigh. Roman couldn’t resist your soft moans and the way he could feel how wet you are, his focus was starting to shift on you. He played with your ass, groping it. One of his cousins cursed at him through the mic, “Lock in Uce.”
He was unable to, you had successfully distracted him. You threw your head back, your moves erratic as you felt your high approaching. Roman could sense you were about to cum, muting his mic. “Hold that shit,” He unmuted his mic before announcing to his cousins, “Ay, Ima take a break. I’ll get on later.”
Roman shot his eyes over at you, “Get off of me.” He growled. “B-but,” You whined, rocking your hips against him. Roman gripped your hips, taking you off of his lap. Without another word, he kissed you sloppily, his arms wrapped around you before his hands started to play with the hem of your shorts.
“So tell me,” He started, “What’s got you so needy, hm?”
"Y-you." You whispered, shyly. He grinned as his fingers explored your body, but his hands never went to your waist. Instead, he gripped your ass tightly. His fingertips softly touching your ass, he gave it a hard smack. “Might fuck this little hole, ‘s that what you want?” He questioned, “Since you wanna take whatever I give you,”
Bending you over his gaming desk, you squirmed as he continued to tease your wet slit. “Stay still or you won’t get anything.” Once he finally pushed his mushroom tip inside of you, you sucked in air. His strokes fast and deep, your nails gripped the edge of the desk. His gaming monitor shook as he rocked his hips into you, “Ohhh shit!” You moaned, drooling.
As the night continued, Roman was relentless on his taunts and teases as he edged you for the third time,
"You're doing so good, pretty girl."
You tried so hard not to whine, as Roman bounced you up and down on his dick. He picked you up, your legs dangling from his arms. You’ve been in doggy style, missionary, and reverse cowgirl. Each time, he’d stop as he felt you squeeze around him. You choked on your breath as your body clenched. Distracting you, Roman kissed you, "Not yet."
Those two words have been absolutely hell for you tonight.
Roman thrusted upwards, calculating each stroke, missing that one spot. He knew how to find your sweet spot, but where’s the fun in that? He was purposefully avoiding it. Your voice was hoarse as you tried to plead with him,
“Pl…please,”
As much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t take it. Your thighs ached from being spread, your pussy was beginning to get sore. But little did you know, Roman was just getting started.
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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷
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[ 김규빈 ] ONE & ONLY ꒰ K.GV x F!READER
033. baby fever | smau + written (739 wrds)
IN WHICH ✶ — Rumors about Y/n pursuing a Zerobaseone member backstage at music bank start floating around the media after she and ZB1 member, Kim Gyuvin are seen talking behind in one of the episodes of ‘Eunchaes Star Diary’. Some netizens believe it and some don’t, some hated her for touching his shoulder and some didn’t care. Y/n went live to debunk the rumors, saying she wasn’t interested in a relationship at the time. The thing was, the rumors were true. She secretly was pursing Kim Gyuvin, or at least she wanted to. Ever since she first saw him backstage at M Countdown when ‘Love Killa’ team got to perform she was starstruck. She saw him at the vending machine and wished him luck in ‘Boys Planet’. She actually never had watched an episode of the survival show at all, she said it would be too painful for her, but that was the night she started to watch and most importantly, vote for Kim Gyuvin.
Gyuvin was acting a little odd and jumpy during the car ride, it was hard to miss…
When their knees would accidentally touch each other and he’d get all tense. Normally the touch of the other didn’t bother the boy but he just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he was minutes away from confessing to her.
“Thank you.” Y/n thanked the staff that drove them to the dorms. “Thank you, Hyung. I’ll see you soon.” Gyuvin said as he opened the door to his left, scooting out of the car, Y/n doing the same.
“I was looking at the menu in the car—and looking at how cute these are!” Y/n shoved the phone in the boys face as they stood waiting for the elevator to get to the lobby. “What should we get? I’m kind of in the mood for cookies—oo maybe brownies? I’m supposed to watch my sugar intake though…” Y/n went to scrolling on her phone, only looking up when she heard the elevator ding.
“Are you good?” Y/n asked, noticing the silence from Gyuvin. “Yeah, I’m good!” He was just nervous.
“Let’s just get whatever, no one has to know.” Gyuvin asked with a mischievous look on his face. “You’re a troublemaker.” Y/n chuckled, pressing the floor button.
“Oo, imagine we did “trouble maker” for a special stage? That’d get the fans mad.” Y/n laughed, thinking about how viral they’d go.
“Oh, Hi, Taerae-ssi!” Y/n waved to the older man as he was seen leaving the dormitory, “Oh, Hi, Y/n! I’m going to meet Junhyeon!” Taerae said as he hugged the girl. “Have fun, tell him I say hi.” The two said goodbye as they walked into the shared dorms.
“Finally, time to lay down and rest!” Y/n said as she flopped onto the couch. “Are any of the boys here? We should order something for them.”
“I know Gunwook’s home, he’s definitely sleeping. The rest are out but let’s just order extra cookies for them.” Gyuvin sat next to the girl’s legs, soon enough she rested them over his thighs. Gyuvin once again tensed up at her touch.
“Okay so, I got matcha macarons, and the mini red velvet cake—oh! and also two batches of cookies! Put what you want.” She handed Gyuvin her phone.
“Gyuvin, are you sure you’re okay? You keep tensing up, what’s wrong?” Y/n sat up, her back against the arm of the couch.
“Nothing’s wrong.” Gyuvin chuckled. “I’m not dumb, Gyu.” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. “I can tell when something’s up.”
“Ah—It’s just.” Gyuvin tried to find excuses, he didn’t plan on confessing this early into their hangout. “Can I be real with you?” Gyuvin asked, which was a stupid question…he himself doesn’t know why he asked that.
“Of course, always.” Y/n smiled.
“I—I really like you, like a lot and recently you just make me so nervous.” Gyuvin paused here and there, letting out awkward chuckles.
Y/n giggled. “Gyuvin, you do know I've had the biggest crush on you, right? Why were you so nervous to tell me?” Y/n’s legs were now criss-, closer to Gyuvin.
“I just—MyungJae, I was so jealous of him and when I acted like that I didn’t know whether you still liked me or not.” He spoke the truth about his feelings towards the situation.
“To be honest, I thought I was just annoying you so I backed off.” She chuckled. “You never annoy me, I was just being stupid.” He boldly grabbed the girl's hand.
“I really like you a lot, and I promise you that you will never and have never annoyed me.”
“Don’t speak so soon.” Y/n teased. “So what, what are we?” Y/n asked, staring at the eyes that were staring back at her.
“Whatever you want us to be.”
“Ugh, you know I hate making decisions.” Y/n groaned. “Okay, how about—we’ll see how it goes. Clearly we’ve liked each other for a while, everyone knows there’s something…” Y/n giggled at that. “How about, no clear labels. We just enjoy it in private—well clearly our members and friends will know.”
“I’m fine with that, but if another idol tries flirting with you I’ll go crazy.” She laughed.
“Don’t worry, you’re all I think about.”
“I hope so.” Y/n pecked Gyuvin’s cheek, which was now flushed red.
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22:46 ft. jake kim |🔞
summary: jake might have discovered a new kink while listening to you moan...
cw: fem! reader | pwp | established relationship | creampie | auralism | light fluff | all characters featured are 18+
wc: 739 words
“What’s wrong? Am I not doing good?” You ask Jake in a breathless voice, your hips starting to slow their movements after frantically bouncing on his cock when you notice how quiet he’s been. It’s out of character for him to remain this silent; especially when he lets you be on top. However, the moment your pace falters, the hands that he had anchored on your ass begin guiding your actions and encouraging you to go faster.
“Shh, just listen.” Jake whispers in your ear, the sweat that was beading on his temples dripping onto your skin as he let his head fall onto your shoulder while he maintained control over your movements. It takes a stupid amount of self control for you to hold in your noises as his cock keeps spearing your insides, pressing into that spongy spot within you that makes you see stars. But once you hear the sound he was oh so enamored with, you realize why he chose to remain silent.
The lewd combination of sounds coming just from Jake’s cock stuffing your needy cunt was music to him. Every time you came all the way down on his length, he could feel his balls press against your ass. They were sticky with your arousal, making your skin stick together. The noise created by them slapping against your cute little butt is so salacious; as is the noise of them separating from your skin whenever you lift your hips off him. From the tacky sounds of your arousal coating both your thighs being amplified whenever you brought your ass down on him to the lewd squelching noise your wet pussy made whenever he thrusted into you, it was all so erotic to him. When your moans and whimpers get added to the mix, it’s like the perfect dirty orchestra to him; he wouldn’t dare disturb its harmony with his own noises.
Jake’s teeth catch the flesh of your shoulder as a way of muffling the groan that rumbles in his chest when he feels your walls fluttering around him. Whimpering at the sensation of his canines nearly breaking skin, you do your best to keep riding him with his hands assisting you. The longer Jake listens in on the sounds of your lovemaking, it gets harder for him to hold back. His cock throbs against your walls and you feel it; you know his resolve is finally starting to waver . You breathe a sigh of relief as your thighs were burning from riding him for so long, reaching your climax in what seemed like hours ago.
“Are you gonna cum?” You ask him softly, trying to hide the fact you were struggling to keep riding him due to how much your legs were shaking from the constant stimulation of your sweet spot.
“You first, sweetheart.” He replies, words slightly mumbled as his lips ghost along the flesh of your shoulder before planting themselves on your neck, leaving messy open mouth kisses on the skin.
With one particularly deep thrust into you that’s caused by Jake bucking up into you as you bring your hips down on him, you come apart on his length once more. Your body is buzzing as he continues to thrust up into your juicy pussy, prolonging your orgasm and making you whine at the overstimulation. If it wasn’t for the sweet words of encouragement he whispered against your skin, you would have tapped out; but you continue to endure it until he finally releases his seed in the deepest part of your sensitive walls. Your mind goes blank for a bit as you feel ribbons of hot cum plastering your insides, the sound of Jake’s low moans make your walls clench extra tight around him, milking every last bit out of him.
The two of you cease your movements, your arms tiredly draped around Jake’s broad shoulders while you try to catch your breath. Finally lifting his head from the crook of your neck, he plants a kiss on your cheek. Carefully pulling you off of his softening dick, both you and Jake let out your own sounds of disappointment at the loss of connection. The moment you find the energy to get off his lap and fall back into bed, Jake stands up to get a bath started for you only for you to softly call out to him.
“Come cuddle me. Just for a little bit.”
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Yello! I believe this is day 6 of the challenge? Nothing really to say other than I have a concert tonight so I can’t write then, sorry :/ Neways I think that’s all I have to say.
Sledding Bump
MK x Reader
Published: 12-11-2023
Words: 739
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“Sooo…..are we sure this is safe?”
“Not at all!”
“Well that’s reassuring…” Y/n spoke nervously, messing with the sled in her hands.
“Thank you!” MK smiled happily, looking forward. He was so oblivious that it was adorable.
MK and Y/n were standing at the top of a large and extremely steep hill. Looking down made Y/n’s stomach drop but when she glanced at MK, she guessed he didn’t share her anxiety being he was grinning from ear to ear.
MK turned to her, his smile glowing with excitement. “You ready?”
“Not really…”
“Oh well! Hand me the sled please?” MK shrugged and held his hands out for the sled.
Y/n handed him the sled, gulping nervously. There were so many bumps and rocks down the slope, she was going to have bruises everywhere tomorrow, huh?
Mk crouched down to set the sled on the ground. Patting it, he directed Y/n to sit down.
“Ok you sit in front, I will sit behind you.”
“Wait, why do I have to sit in front? Isn’t that more dangerous?” Y/n raised an eyebrow.
MK had to think of an excuse for a minute, he can’t just say he wanted to have his arms wrapped around you so he can feel like he is protecting you. Stuttering, he came up with the lamest excuse to exist.
“Well- Uhm- Oh! The youngest person has to sit in front!” MK quickly filled in.
“What?! I’m only a day younger than you!”
“Ok and? A day is a day.” MK explained with a sassy tone.
Y/n sighed and rolled her eyes playfully. She sat in front and picked her feet up so they were hanging in front. MK took his place behind and wrapped his arms around, secretly smiling again.
“Ready? Let’s go!” He didn’t give her time to answer before pushing the sled off the hill.
“NoooOoOOOooOooOOOOOOO!!” Y/n screamed, wind whipping around her.
They were flying down the hill at intense speeds. Fear filled Y/n’s body, and yet there was a sliver of joy that sparked every so often of the ride. MK was having the time of his life, laughing at Y/n’s screams and cheering from the ride.
“I DON’T WANT TO BE ON THIS RIDE ANYMORE!” Y/n shouted, but it fell upon the whirling wind and MK’s laughter, muting her shouts to the world.
Y/n shut her eyes tight, too scared to open them up. But her curiosity got the best of her, and at the worst time too. She opened her eyes slightly to see MK and herself speeding towards a massive bump in the hill.
“EM KAYYY!!! BUMP!!” Y/n shouted at the top of her lungs. But it was futile.
Y/n felt the two of them being flung into the air, feeling weightless. Like there was no care in the world at that moment.
And a second later, all those feelings of tranquility were gone. MK was still laughing and Y/n screaming in terror. The two were smashed back onto the sled which only seemed to be speeding up.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH”
“HAAHAAAHHAHAHAHHAAAAH”
Another bump, a bigger one, was closing in on them swiftly. Not even a minute later, they were back up in the air, but much higher now. But this time instead of having the sled beneath Y/n as she flew, it was far behind her.
Soon enough, Y/n was head first into the fluffy snow. Her entire upper body was stuffed into the powder. Slowly but surely she crawled out of her little grave and rolled over, laying on her back with snow covering every inch of her.
Y/n moved her frozen hands to rest over her face, covering her eyes from the blinding sun.
“Y/N? Y/N!!” She heard MK shouting.
“Never sledding with him again.” Y/n muttered, muffled by her hands.
Loud and rushing footsteps sounded beside her, along with that all so familiar voice.
“There you are! I thought you died or something.”
“I can only hope so I don’t have to go sledding with you again.” Y/n told him, taking her hands off her face.
“As if, you love going sledding with me, MK, the Monkey King's student and heir.” MK posed.
Y/n just stared at him with a dumbfounded face before the two of them burst into laughter at the stupid situation.
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A Clash of Kings - 57 SANSA V (pages 733-739)
Sansa prays before joining the women in Maegor's Holdfast, while outside the city, the fighting has begun.
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Joffrey drew his sword. The pommel was a ruby cut in the shape of a heart, set between a lion's jaws. Three fullers were deeply incised in the blade. "My new sword, Hearteater."
he doesn't deserve that sword, give it to meee- hang on... Isn't his new sword... well who owns Widow's Wail then? The Valyrian sword made from half of Ice?
brb, wiki... Ahhhh, too early for Widow's Wail. That comes later, I got my timeline twirled. ... he still doesn't deserve that sword and they should give it to meeeeeee. should have called it Lionheart, for the punception. It has a lion with a heart in it's mouth, Lionheart is the nickname of one of the King Richards, and Joffrey is a dick. It all lines up. (If that last part confused you, 'Dick' is the nickname for 'Richard.') It all lines up!
"They say my brother Robb always goes where the fighting is thickest," she said recklessly. "Though he's older than Your Grace, to be sure. A man grown."
That made him frown. (...) He wheeled his horse about and spurred towards the gate.
!!!!!!! YASSSSs, oh, burn. Subtle, and (more importantly) she got away with it~ Recklessly is right. But I suppose with the weight of the impending army looming over them, now was the time for slights and needling, cause he's too busy imagining how awesome he is(n't) going to be. ... as long as he doesn't remember it later, after he major fails...
No, but it probably does help that Joffrey's being sent to 'man 'command' a particular part of the war effort where he won't be in as much danger without it being obvious he's being kept in the safety box, so his ego isn't as much on the line.
It's interesting how the line changed between show and book, iirc Sansa pulled the "and he's only a pretender" in the show, not just saying Joffrey's young and inexperienced (an absolute baby, whiny child n00b) but actively/backhandedly mocking his legitimacy. Provoking him to go fight in the thick of it (and perish). Which would have been far more dangerous to say, if they'd left show Joffrey as unhinged as book Joffrey.
Sansa knew most of the hymns, and followed along on those she did not as best she could. She sang along with grizzled old serving men and anxious young wives, with serving girls and soldiers, cooks and falconers, knights and knaves, squires and spit boys and nursing mothers. She sang with those inside the castle and those without, she sang with all the city. She sang for mercy, for the living and the dead alike, for Bran and Rickon and Robb, for her sister Arya and her bastard brother Jon Snow, away off on the Wall. She sung for her mother and her father, for her grandfather Lord Hoster and her uncle Edmure Tully, for her friend Jeyne Poole, for old drunk king Robert, for Septa Mordane and Ser Dontos and Jory Cassel and Maester Luwin, for all the brave knights and soldiers who would die today and for the children and wives who would mourn them, and finally, toward the end, she even sang for Tyrion the Imp and for the Hound.
Anyone still making arguments that Sansa remains classist, selfish, uncaring and unsympathetic for the duration of the story, and can't understand any of the horrors of war because she was being coddled and had a flush ride through the whole war/story, can take their arguments, and shove them so far up their own ass, they puke them back out.
Sorry, that was rude of me.
I just am having feels right now, (!!!! one of which is fear! holy shit that lighting! oohhhhh Storm is here. That thunder was so loud! even through my headphones!) about how Sansa is just 'one of the masses' right now, just one of thousands who's trapped and scared and praying for help from gods who might not answer.
Still snubbed Joffrey though, nice.
... Shae continues to have zero fucks to give about Lollys' trauma or mental state. But neither does her fam.
Beaten silver mirrors backed every wall sconce, so the torches burned twice as bright; -
I would be interested to know what kind of torches, exactly. For the mirrors to be effective for any length of time they'd need to be carefully positioned so they don't get coated in smoke and ash, and the kind of torches my mind goes to when people say torches in a psuedo medieval European setting is a stick with soaked rag, which, fun fact, doesn't actually last very long. like half an hour iirc.
Would love to see these sconces (I'm a sucker for a good wall sconce), I've seen some really nice candelabra in C-Dramas, candle and oil lamp based, and they have reflective panels shaped like leaves. I need, just so many of them.
... "Ilyn Payne holding Ice" *represses urge to hiss like an umbraged cat*
My feelings on Cersei in this scene are a little complex, on the one hand, I do appreciate that she's not hiding truths from Sansa, regardless of whether Sansa is taking them on or not, on the other hand I know she's 99.99% doing it to instill fear in Sansa, likely as a way to assuage her own fear by giving her the illusion of control over something in a situation where she has none.
Ohhh, good thing this chapter was short, the lights keep flickering. Stupid storm.
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#5
hi!! could we maybe pretty please get a drabble of aemond and female!reader taking a bath together and her taking care of his beautiful hair? just aemond being so in love and letting himself be vulnerable around his lover 🥹 (ive just envisioned him letting out his iconic 'mhm' as he's having his scalp massaged and squealed out loud he's too much for meee) thank you have a nice day!!!
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#4
Comedy of Errors Pt. 1
Based off this post, I had to write a short drabble haha it's been eating at my brain ALL DAY.
Part 2 here
Aemond x drunk!reader | hilarity ensues
You were very drunk.
It wasn't often you indulged, but tonight Aegon had successfully persuaded you to down goblet after goblet of wine until the hour grew late and your vision swam before your bleary eyes.
Your husband, throwing a last exasperated look to his elder brother, helped you rise from the table. "Y/N, put your arm around my shoulders. No, my shoulders, Y/N."
With a long-suffering sigh, Aemond grabbed your limp wrist, pulling your arm over his shoulders himself. You giggled madly, egged on by Aegon's tipsy cackles. It was just the three of you remaining in the dining hall, Helaena had long since made her escape back to her chambers.
It was with difficulty Aemond maneuvered you both around the oaken table and to the door. "Good night you two!" Aegon called after your retreating forms, raising another full cup to toast a farewell, sitting now alone inside the firelit hall.
Aemond had indulged in one glass of wine, switching to water for the rest of the evening. He had watched with increasing alarm at how quickly you'd inhaled each refill of your own drink, casting warning glares to his brother whenever Aegon refilled your cup enthusiastically.
You were having a tough time walking, much less being able to see the details of where you were being led. Your voice slurred as you tried to speak to the man helping you to your rooms. "I can quite manage on my own, thank you oh generous lord...lady...whoever you are." You ran a hand along Aemond's chest letting out a giggle. "Lord it is. You're a man."
"Last time I checked." Aemond said dryly, hoisting you back upright as your knees buckled slightly, opening the door to your shared bedroom and guiding you through before relinquishing his hold on you. "I am also your husband."
You collapsed onto the couch. "My husband." You smiled dreamily; eyes taken in by the dancing flames of the fireplace. "My husband is a dragon, you know."
"Is he indeed." Aemond crouched before you to unlace your shoes, smiling slightly as you continued.
"Oh yes." You lifted a heavy foot to aid in the removal of your shoes, your feet aching. "He's tall, like this tall." You raised a limp hand into the air above your head. "His hair is gorgeous. It's ridiculous really, he refuses to tell me the secret."
"Mhm. Go on."
"Yeah...so silky and long...it's not fair. He's smart, like book smart you know?" You tapped your temple with a finger.
"I do." Aemond was making a valiant effort to keep a straight face as he looked up at you from the rug, kneading small circles into the arch of your foot.
"He's brave, he rides Vhagar." You lowered your voice to a whisper at the dragon's name. "The biggest lizard in all the world."
Aemond laughed loudly at that, his voice filling the room. "Does he now? Sounds like quite a man."
"Oh he is." You laid back against the cushions, sighing dreamily, a little trickle of drool running down the corner of your mouth. "He is absolute magic in bed." You sat up again suddenly, swaying as your vision spun. "His cock is about the size of a Pentosi-"
"I think," Aemond interrupted, wiping your mouth with his thumb. "It is quite time for bed, don't you?"
"Mmm, bed." You agreed, trying to stand only to fall back against the sofa, laughing helplessly.
"Here, my love." Aemond, ever patient with you, sat you upright, reaching around your waist to pull at the laces of your dress.
You slapped his hands away, a frown upon your flushed features. "No, no, no, for my husband only."
"Y/N I-"
"No, his hands only touch." You gestured to yourself before raising your arms like a marionette doll. "Help me to bed, Clive."
"I'm having words with Aegon tomorrow." Aemond murmured, knowing that arguing would be useless as he helped you stand and make your stumbling way to the bed.
He tried once more to assist you out of your heavy gown, but you hit at his chest weakly with loose fists. "I'll tell my husband of this behavior; he'll have something to say to you when he finds out."
"Of that, I have no doubt." Aemond sighed, relenting as you shook a stern finger at the bedpost.
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#3
I am mind blown at how good your writing is! Absolutely mind blown! Your portrayal of Aemond in every single piece is just 👌🥹
I do have a teency little request if you’re still taking them and that’s Aemond all frustrated with you, seeing as you’ve been teasing him constantly throughout a feast, which is when he demands/drags you away into a dark corner which he then proceeds to absolutely annihilate you from behind, I’m talking slapping your ass, literally pounding you that hard you’ll have fingerprint bruises all over your hips and thighs, wrapping his hands around your neck and making sure you realise that you BELONG to him. No one else… Please excuse me as I go and fan myself 🥵🔥
Hi!
I hope this is what you were thinking of!
Pure filth
I held off tagging anyone because I won't do that for nsfw fics
Word count: 1233
Aemond x f!reader | smut | lots of smut | possessive Aemond
You were dreadfully bored.
The dinner was dragging on longer than you had the patience for. Hours seemed to have passed since you’d finished eating. The droning conversation around the long table sounding much like the buzzing of lazy bees.
You glanced at your husband out of the corner of your eye, mischief twisting in your pleasantly full stomach. He certainly looked polished, poised, and ever so handsome. His long silver hair falling over his shoulders, glimmering in the candlelight. His violet eye, surveying the chattering crowd with mild disinterest; the other side of his face covered by a leather eyepatch, giving him a roguish appearance. You wished to run your fingers along his sharp jawline, gripping his strong chin with your fingers and…ah he’d caught you staring.
Aemond’s eye had alighted upon your face, seeming to sense the intensity of your gaze. His curved lips quirked slightly in a debonair smirk.
He could see right through you.
By the dilation of his pupil, he was feeling much the same upon surveying your own alluring features.
Under the pretense of raising your goblet of wine to your mouth, you reached with your free hand under the table, caressing Aemond’s knee. He shot you a warning glance, but did not move away, enabling you to continue tracing a wandering path higher up his leg.
You felt his long fingers grip your playful hand as you reached toward the inside of his upper thigh, stilling your progress. You pouted at him over the rim of your glass.
His eye smoldered violet fire, grip tightening.
You moved your foot then, gently rubbing it up and down his calf. Aemond looked briefly up to the ceiling, as if searching for strength amongst the vaulted beams there, before moving just out of reach of your exploratory foot, his hand still restraining your own.
Servants approached, bringing with them desserts which they placed on the table before you. You returned your hands to where decorum dictated, helping yourself to a portion of chocolate pudding.
You caught Aemond’s gaze as you raised a spoonful to your lips, making sure not to break eye contact as you slowly sucked the delectable mousse into your mouth.
His lips parted, the prince was barely able to conceal the desire and aggravation warring across his face. His hands, resting now beside his plate, clenched into fists.
Abruptly, he stood.
You glanced down but his tunic was long enough to conceal any evidence of your hard work from prying eyes.
Aemond extended a hand to you. “May I have a word, dear wife?”
“Of course, loving husband.” You took his proffered hand, his fingers instantly vicelike upon yours.
With barely restrained haste, Aemond practically dragged you from your seat and out the door into the cooler air of the empty corridor.
It was a large, long hallway, framed on either side by stone columns, behind one of which your husband pulled you. The breath left your lungs in a rush as he pushed you roughly back against the cool surface, his lips hot upon your own. His tongue forced its way into your mouth, tasting the dessert you had sampled.
You returned his embrace with fervor, tangling your fingers into his long hair, pulling him harder against you.
Aemond broke away to look at your face, his hands gripping your waist. “You think you can torment me, and suffer no consequences?”
“I was actually hoping there’d be some repercussions.” You breathed out, gasping as Aemond spun you around, your hands rising to support your weight upon the red stone pillar.
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2,425 notes - Posted November 12, 2022
#2
"Can I sit here?" "Y/N, that's my lap."
Yep! Inspired by this post haha I couldn't RESIST
Aemond x reader | drunk tipsy reader
“May I sit here?”
“Y/N…that’s my lap.”
You pouted at Aemond, your lower lip jutting out. “That doesn’t answer my question.”
“You’re drunk.”
“Tipsy.” You corrected, raising a finger in delicate objection, swaying on the spot. “In fact, I feel quite unbalanced…oh no…” With a sigh of false distress, you sank to sit upon Aemond’s thigh, grinning as his hands came up instinctively to support your waist.
“You’re insufferable.” The prince fought down the smile tugging at his lips. Your faces were very close as you leaned against his chest, gliding your fingers through his long silver hair.
“You love me anyway.” You skimmed your lips along his forehead, before planting a sloppy kiss to the side of his face.
Aemond took hold of your face, gripping your chin between two long fingers. “Indeed. For some odd reason, I do.” He pulled you in for a kiss, teasing your lower lip with light nibbles.
You scooted to a more secure position in your lover’s lap, wrapping your arms tighter about his shoulders. Aemond’s head tilted back as you deepened the kiss, sweeping your eager tongue against his.
“You taste of several different ales.” Aemond observed, pulling away enough to measure your expressions with his keen violet eye.
“Tipsy.” You repeated, feeling it necessary to defend your current blurry state of mind. “And horny.” You giggled.
Aemond sucked in a sharp breath, pressing his finger to your lips to shush you. You took it upon yourself to take that digit into your mouth, laving it with your tongue in the way you wished to suck on a different member of his.
“Y/N, by the hells.” Aemond tried to be cross with you, but his eye crinkled as he looked up at you. “You are in a state.”
“You could help me…out of a state.” You wiggled suggestively where you perched upon his legs.
“Not while you’re inebriated.” Aemond shook his head, his mouth thinning into a line. “That’s out of the question. Go drink some water, then come back and woo me.”
“Woo you?” You laughed raucously, throwing your head back. “I never dreamt I’d hear you say the word ‘woo’. Woo!” Your laughter caught in your throat as Aemond raked his teeth across your exposed neck, nipping at your delicate flesh. You looked back down at him, the pout back on your face. “That’s not playing fair, Aemond.”
“Hmm. Rich coming from you, my lady.”
You scooped your hair to one side, arching your neck for him. “Do that again.”
“No.” Aemond practically growled, gripping your waist tighter, making to move you off his lap.
You clung tighter to him, refusing to be removed. Aemond only struggled momentarily before falling back against his seat, a bemused expression upon his face. “I’ll make a deal with you, though I don’t usually bargain with drunkards.”
“Tipsy.”
“Go drink some water, enough to sober up and I will take you back to our chambers where we may resume…whatever this is.” Aemond gestured with his free hand to your entwined bodies. “If you still wish to.”
His words almost sobered you on their own, you tilted your head looking at him, a warm emotion spreading through your chest. Carefully, you rose back to your feet, placing a delicate kiss to the palm of Aemond’s hand. “Alright.”
The prince seemed genuinely surprised at your sudden shift in demeanor. He closed his fingers around where you’d kissed, rubbing the skin there lightly. You wanted to kiss him everywhere your lips could reach, but first you’d need to find where they had put all the water.
3,668 notes - Posted November 20, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Hear me out, mild but super passionate after sex where aemond lets reader braid his hair 😩 while keeping her on his lap (her straddling him), caressing her body, holding her for dear life and softly kissing every inch of skin he can reach… just please I could die for thisss (specially if you make him use valyrian here and there), he deserves the purest, most desperate love
GOD I had to address this one real quick good lord over here fanning myself! This is a shorter drabble, but I plan on revisiting very often in future fics.
Aemond x female!reader | Smut leading to fluff...leading back to smut I got carried away | post-coital bliss | Breeding kink?
"Aemond!" His name spilled from your lips, as it had many times during the course of that warm night. You came undone around him as he thrusted erratically up into your heated core, spilling his warm seed deep inside you. Your hands pressed against his chest, Aemond gripping your hips so tight you expected marks would show the next day. You straddled him, milking his cock as you rode out the last of your orgasm.
"Y/N." Aemond breathed your name like a prayer, staring up at you, his silver hair splayed on the pillow. It was one of those rare, vulnerable moments he allowed you to be on top. With a shift, and his arms coming to hold you against him, Aemond sat up, so your chests brushed, his member still deep within you. He pressed a searing kiss to your lips. "Issa jorrāelagon, you were wonderful."
You took a lock of his hair in your fingers, pulling it over his shoulder as you began to braid. "I'm a natural at dragon riding."
Aemond snorted, not seeming to mind your attention to his hair as he littered kisses along your neck and shoulder. His arms were tight around you, holding you against him as though he wished to mold your bodies together. You chuckled wickedly as you felt him growing hard inside you once more, his cock twitching as you moved your hips teasingly. Aemond groaned, sucking the skin at your throat, his teeth and tongue working to mark you as his.
You continued weaving small braids into his long hair. "You have the loveliest hair, Aemond. It's quite unfair."
"Hmm." Was your only reply, he was busy kissing each freckle you had within reach of his lips. You let out a breathy gasp of pleasure as he began rutting gently into you. With firm hands at your back, Aemond guided you backwards to lay beneath him as he continued moving againt you with languid strokes.
He grabbed your legs, encouraging you to hook them around his torso, opening you further to his administrations. Aemond placed sloppy kisses to your breasts, his pace quickening, angled just right to hit the most sensitive part of you. Already you felt your core tightening with anticipation, your eyes rolling back as your mouth fell open, uttering a blissful sound halfway between his name and a moan.
"Aemond, I don't think I can." The sensation was so overwhelming, you could hardly think much less breathe, your vision going blurry as he drove himself deeper into you.
"You can, again. As many times as I will have you." Aemond's hand encircled your throat gently, his violet eye hooded as he looked down at your enraptured face. His pace was punishing now, the sound of your heavy breathing accompanied by the lewd wetness of your cunt already full from his last climax. "Take me, Y/N. I want you to bear me a child." Aemond was close, you could tell by the way his words slurred as he spoke. Your walls tightened around him, the feeling of overstimulation giving way to blinding ecstasy as you reached your limit. "I want to see your belly swell with my seed."
Those low, rasped words sent you over the edge. You cried out his name, falling apart once again, taking Aemond with you as he pumped more of his cum deep inside your aching core. His movements stilled, hand moving to cup the swell of your breast, kneading your plump flesh. After savoring the feel of your heat around him several more moments, Aemond reluctantly pulled out, leaving you feeling oddly empty.
"My, we've made quite a mess." Aemond got off the bed, walking to the water basin, grabbing a washcloth and soap as well.
You smiled with ardent affection for the man, watching him clean your body with tender care. He finished, frowning at the bedspread. "Yes, these sheets are quite ruined." Setting the bowl of soapy water aside, Aemond joined you on the mattress once more. "Does my little dragon rider desire a bath?" He placed a warm hand upon your stomach, ghosting his lips against your ear.
You reached up to comb your fingers through his hair, undoing the loosened braids you had made there. "I would love to bathe, but only if my dragon joins me."
"Hmm, you are in luck then, my love." Aemond chuckled softly, bringing your hand up to place soft kisses against your wrist. "Now you've claimed me, I will never leave your side."
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Ahhh I had so many ideas, so many thoughts!!! Not enough time, unfortunately, but we’ll be back next year, I’m sure. @winterfalconevents
B1: Thighs - Ride (Explicit, 1000 words)
U3: "I Can't Do This Without You" - can't do this without you (Gen/Teen, 550 words)
U5: Alpine - Miao (Gen, 739 words)
C1: No Refractory Period & K3: Sex Pollen & K4: Threesome - Starvation [Chapters 1, 2 and 3] (Explicit, 5245 words)
K2: Crying - Best Baby Bucky (Teen, 1671 words)
Y1: Big Dick Bucky Barnes & Y2: Arm Kink - the key to sass-sex [Chapters 1 and 2] {Explicit, 1186 words]
Total Words this round: 10,383!
#winterfalcon bingo#winterfalcon bingo 2022#sambucky#onlysambucky#winterfalcon#bucky barnes x sam wilson#bucky x sam
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Hey(with the intention of getting you to agree to a revenge plot that's actually an elaborate ruse for me to end your life, socially, but ending up as chaotic soulmates in a homoerotic friend way)
524 notes - Posted September 16, 2022
#4
Writers need to know that gay characters are the key to their longevity. Like once your show ends and it was only aimed at heteros...then it's done throw it in the compactor.
But get the gay viewers and your show will live for eons. Gays will be doing annual celebrations and shit. Gays will watch 10 year old shows to get that queer unhinged nostalgia.
669 notes - Posted September 17, 2022
#3
Hey(with the intention of giving you a ride after I removed the spark plugs from your car to set off the chain reaction of my ultimate revenge scheme, where in a shocking turn of events you end up as my fucked up Soulmate)
689 notes - Posted September 17, 2022
#2
Robin dresses up as Santa for Holly because Ted absolutely will not. And he's just completely annoyed, huffing, "she doesn't need to believe in those things"
And Karen of course is very supportive, "Robin you look wonderful and Holly's going to love it," she might adjust a few things on Robin's costume.
Nancy is downstairs with Holly, helping her wrap gifts and when they come up Nancy is completely speechless.
Her cheeks and ears are hot, she can also feel her eyes growing misty, because Robin did all this just for Holly.
739 notes - Posted November 2, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Everyone's like "Natalia is screaming and throwing up right now watching Do Revenge."
No babes, Natalia is sitting drinking a glass of champagne, while a chess board sits in front of her, the grand scheme is playing out. The seed of Maya kissing a brunette has already been planted, the image is already there, so now when she kisses Maya/Robin the image will already have been subliminally placed
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Breakfast on Pluto
Many of us recognize the actor Cillian Murphy – that’s pronounced “Gillian” with a hard “G” where the “C” appears -- for his leading role in the epic movie Oppenheimer, or perhaps in his turn as Tommy Shelby in the long-running Netflix series Peaky Blinders, but I knew him years before, as a star-in-the-making for his daring, courageous role in Breakfast on Pluto.
Tomorrow I will board a plane to travel to a place not as distant as the furthest planet in our solar system, but quite the journey nonetheless.
I’ve been writing about this for months, with Roberta and I (finally) traveling to Bucharest, to attend the International Advertising Association’s Annual Conference, where I will speak on Why Client Service is an Art.
Among the sixteen speakers, I am the only one who proudly claims to be an Account person, so I feel more than a little responsible for representing my Account Management brothers and sisters as well as I can. The challenge is made more acute by anxiety, accustomed as I am to battling a case of nerves before going on stage, especially when the stage is really, really big, the crowds really large, and expectations really high.
“Is there pressure?”
A little.
“Is the presentation done?”
It has been done for months, and in recent days I’ve been rehearsing it, rehearsing it, and rehearsing it some more.
“Can I see it?”
For those of you in New York or elsewhere in the East, if you’re willing to rise at 7:45 am on Tuesday, October 31, you can log in and stream me live; just let me know you’re interested and I will email you the link. For my West Coast friends and colleagues, it would mean rising three hours earlier, at an ungodly, pre-dawn 4:45 am start time.
I’m certain I would not rise that early, especially knowing my speech will be recorded for subsequent viewing.
The presentation has easily been through at least one hundred revisions, maybe more, but it got its start the way I conceive many of my presentations, in the most unassuming way imaginable: on a single sheet of paper filled with initial thoughts. I ultimately transformed those scribbles into a 105-slide, 45-minute explanation of its title.
For some reason I saved that page; its origins are here for you to view if you’re curious.
I will try to post again from Bucharest, or from Paris, which is our four-day layover on our return to Napa, but if Paris prevails and what you receive instead is radio silence, patience is the word until I return to the keyboard the second week of November.
In the interim, if you need something brief and (mostly) digestible to occupy you while you’re riding on the subway or picking up a carryout order, you might want to click on the “Archive” section in the navigation above, to browse the other 739 posts chronicled there.
Among my favorites is a post that includes links to several others, each of which serves as a tribute to the departed, among them my Creative Director friend Shelley Lanman, and Media colleague Mike Lotito, and my hero Tom Petty, now enshrined among the singing/songwriting gods.
Perhaps these could tide you over until I’m back in-country, ready to regale you with tales from abroad.
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"Sentenced to Four Years," Kingston Whig-Standard. May 27, 1933. Page 14.
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Pleading guilty to a charge of robbery with violence, Jesse Hickerson of Mountain View, was sentenced to four years in Kingston Penitentiary by Judge E. H. McLean on Thursday. George Whittaker, who was with Hickerson when they gave Patrich Berry a ride, drove him to a lonely spot and assaulted and robbed him, had previously been given two years in Guelph reformatory.
[AL: Hickerson was 29, single, a motor mechanic, with no previous criminal record, but his file notes he self-identified as a very heavy drinker. He appealed his sentence but finally gave up on June 22, and was brought to Kingston Penitentiary in late June. He was convict #3098 there, and worked in the blacksmith and machine shop. With no reports on the record, Hickerson was considered suitable for transfer to the low-security Collin's Bay Penitentiary in July 1934. There he was convict #739 and worked in the machine shop repairing engines. He was released March 1936.]
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Von Wasungen zum Dolmar via Mordtal, Retour via Meiningen und Walldorf
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In der vergangenen Woche führte mich meine Radtour in die faszinierende Region des Dolmars, der zwischen Wasungen und Meiningen liegt. Der Dolmar, der stolze 739 Meter hoch ist, lockte mich mit seinem Ruf und versprach ein atemberaubendes Panorama über die Thüringer Landschaft. Meine Vorfreude war groß und mein Herz schlug bereits schneller, als ich mich auf den Weg machte. Die Anstrengungen der anfänglichen Anstiege wurden jedoch sofort belohnt, als ich den Gipfel des Dolmars erreichte. Ein wahnsinnig schönes Panorama breitete sich vor mir aus, und ich konnte mich kaum sattsehen an der Schönheit der umliegenden Landschaft. Die sanften Hügel, grünen Wälder und malerischen Dörfer erweckten das Gefühl, als wäre ich in den Alpen gelandet. Es war ein wahrhaft majestätischer Anblick, der mein Herz vor Entzückung höherschlagen ließ. Auf meiner Tour genoss ich auch die Rückfahrt über Meiningen und Walldorf. Die Strecke präsentierte sich äußerst angenehm, und ich konnte die Fahrt in vollen Zügen genießen. Das Wetter spielte ebenfalls mit und ließ die Landschaft in einem wunderschönen Licht erstrahlen. Es war ein Tag, an dem alles perfekt zu sein schien, und ich fühlte mich wirklich gesegnet, Teil dieser Erfahrung zu sein.
Thüringen präsentierte sich mir an diesem Tag von seiner schönsten Seite. Die Landschaft erschien wie ein Gemälde, das die Liebe zur Heimat ausdrückt. Es war ein Moment, in dem ich mich mit meiner Umgebung verbunden fühlte und die Schönheit der Natur in vollen Zügen genoss. Der Ride war nicht nur ein sportliches Abenteuer, sondern auch eine Gelegenheit, die kleinen Freuden des Lebens zu schätzen und dem Alltag zu entfliehen. Das Gefühl von Freiheit und Glück begleitete mich während der gesamten Tour, und ich bin dankbar für diese besondere Erfahrung. - Oh, du schönes Thüringen, du hast mein Herz erobert! Diese Radtour zum Dolmar wird sicherlich lange in meinen Erinnerungen bleiben und mich immer wieder dazu inspirieren, neue Abenteuer zu suchen und die Natur zu erkunden.
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XXXI.
He climbed up the cliffs of that strange country.
Far separated from his friends, he rode as a stranger.
Every time Gawain crossed over the water
he found a foe before him. Terrible they were,
so foul and so fierce that he was forced to fight.
He came across many marvels in the mountains,
too many to tell of even a tenth of them.
At times he warred with wyrms and wolves,
at times with woodwose who dwelt in the cliffs,
with both bulls and bears, and other times boars,
and giants that attacked him from the high fell.
Had he not been brave and determined
he doubtless would have been killed many times over.
But battle did not trouble him so much as winter,
when the clouds shed cold, glittering rain
that froze before it fell to the lifeless earth.
Near slain from the sleet, he slept in his armor
more nights than not, out on the barren rocks
where a waterfall once thundered from the summit,
but now hung over his head as solid icicles.
Thus in peril and pain and hard plights,
he dragged himself through the country, til Christmas Eve,
all alone.
On that day, the knight
made his prayer to Mary
that she guide him where to ride
and lead him to shelter.
(Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, lines 713-739)
#sir gawain and the green knight#amateur translation#love how it's like#gawain did all this cool stuff#but don't worry about that
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Hello! Congratulations for your first milestone! ❤ You said we can request poly relationships 👀 so, maybe I could suggest nsfw prompt It’s hot when you talk back with Luffy & Zoro and afab reader? Thank you! And good luck with the event :)
Thank you so much! and Of course!
Make up Sex
Zoro x GN Reader x Luffy
Warnings: afab reader, threesome, blowjob, riding, cum swallowing
N/SFW Minors DNI
Word Count: 739
You, Zoro and Luffy have been fighting, about what? Neither of you really remembered. Hearing you yell and talk back to them caused Zoro’s pants to tighten, he found it hot when you were angry.
“It’s hot when you talk back.” Zoro interrupted.
Surprising both you and Luffy. Luffy grew silent before agreeing with Zoro.
“Don’t go around trying to distract me.” You told him, trying to be angry.
“Zoro isn’t wrong, hearing you yell is pretty hot.” Luffy added.
“You too?” You asked in disbelief.
“It’s not like we remember what we were fighting over in the first place.” Zoro informed you.
He was right, you hated that he was, but you had to accept that he was. Zoro walked up to you, pulling you in by the waist. Luffy coming up behind you, sandwiching you between the two of them. You blushed, feeling their strong hands explore your body.
“Why don’t we have make up sex now?” Zoro offered.
“I like that idea.” Luffy said, going to kiss your cheek.
“It’s impossible to stay mad at you two.” You lightly moan, enjoying their touch.
“We know.” They said in unison.
Zoro lifted your shirt about your head, throwing it aside then going in to kiss your neck. Luffy’s hands reached around your waist, to unbutton your pants and pull them off along with your underwear.
“You’re so pretty.” Luffy whispered in your ear, kissing the shell of it.
Zoro grabbed your chin, leaning in and kissing you passionately. Luffy’s hand reaching around to play with your folds. You moaned, allowing Zoro access to enter his tongue in your mouth. Luffy giggled at how needy you were being, entering a finger into your wet hole. You grind your hips against Luffy’s hand, Zoro pulling away, to attach his lips to your neck, leaving love bites.
Luffy and Zoro then strip themselves of their clothes, helping you out of your underwear.
“Jump.” Zoro tells you.
You listen, wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping up to wrap your legs around his waist. Carrying you to the bed and sitting down with you in his lap. Luffy walks over, kissing the side of your head.
“I want you to ride me tonight.” Zoro whispered, hands rubbing up and down your sides.
Laying down, allowing you to grab his large cock in your hand and line him up to your entrance. Slowly sliding down his length, you moan at the stretch.
Luffy walks to the other side of the bed, getting on and kneeling in front of your face. You take his cock into your mouth, sucking on the head of it. He moans as you take him deeper, moaning against him, Zoro grabs your hips, thrusting up into you at a relentless pace, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking lightly. You moan around Luffy’s cock, causing him to jerk his hips and moan.
You gagged around Luffy’s shaft, you could feel he was close by the twitch in his cock. Zoro kept his thrusts steady, feeling your walls tighten around him. You took one of your hands and started pumping the rest of Luffy’s cock as he spilled his cum down your throat, moaning out your name.
“You’re so good, baby.” Luffy said, pulling out and rubbing your cheek.
All you could do is moan as Zoro thrust in and out of you. His hands have a bruising grip on your hips.
“Cum for us, baby.” Zoro groaned, feeling you tighten around his cock.
A few more thrusts and you were sent over the edge, moaning out Zoro’s name. Luffy caressed your cheek, pulling you into a kiss, swallowing all your moans.
After you came, Zoro pulled out, moving off his lap and between his legs, to take his cock into your mouth, allowing him to finish. Swallowing down his cum, you pulled off his cock with a ‘pop’.
“Fuck.. You’re so good, baby.” Zoro said, caressing your cheek.
Luffy was kissing Zoro’s shoulders watching the whole thing.
“We should do this more often.” Luffy said, giggling.
Causing you and Zoro to chuckle. You stood up, being pulled in by Zoro. He lifted you onto the bed, pulling you to his chest, Lufft lying on the other side of him, facing you.
“I love you both.” You told them.
“We love you too.” They said in unison. All three of you slowly fall asleep soon after.
#one piece#one piece smut#one piece x reader#one piece x gn reader#roronoa zoro smut#roronoa zoro#zoro#zoro x gn reader#zoro x reader#monkey d. luffy#luffy#luffy x gn reader#luffy x reader#lev’s writings🤍
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How bout fiance/married couple au with *cough* detailed *cough* cockwarming *cough* jimin for thirst night😳
🥔anon
Spicy! I kind of took it a soft route too so I hope that’s cool 🥔 anon! ✨💜
Jimin x Reader (f)
Word Count:739
Warning for nsfw content!
You blink a few times, completely lost on what’s going on in the movie you’re watching. Your husband looks just as confused, head tilted slightly as he watches on. He had gotten him from work less than an hour ago, lookin beat. You had recommended watching a random movie together, and he said yes instantly, wanting to just relax.
A few sinful thoughts come to mind as you look at him, his stunning face pulling you in. He had such a sharp jaw paired with luscious lips… on top of that, his hair is all pushed back off of his forehead and just wow. You lean into him further, fingers grasping at his thigh before moving in.
He looks down at you in your spot next to him, a small laugh leaving his lips at your boldness. Leaning in, he pecks your forehead before drawing back to look at you. It seems he’s cracked the code.
“I honestly don’t have the energy to have sex right now love. I’m sorry, you know I want to but…” You nod, shushing him immediately. You know it’s not his fault he’s so tired and you’d never hold it against him. This allows for other exciting things to happen anyways.
“No need to be sorry Jimin. I was thinking I could maybe just keep your dick warm while we watch the movie?” He looks at you then, surprised look all over his face. You laugh a little at his response before placing a directly over his crotch.
“Well, what do you say? Just let me control the pace baby..” He agrees, looking relatively excited about the whole thing. You take the blankets off first, and then both of you remove your clothes, deciding it’ll be more intimate if you’re completely naked. You sit down on his lap, back flush to his chest. You move around for a bit, finding the most comfortable position before settling into place.
Even though your excited about the idea, you want to make sure you’re wet enough. Brining down a finger to your pussy, you gather some of the wetness before trailing back up to your clit. Rubbing in circular motions, you remind yourself that you’re not trying to get off, just get wet enough to take Jimin. It’s hard to keep reminding yourself when it feels so good, and you wiggly slightly in his lap as you rub tight circles around the swollen bud.
“You’re making it really hard to just sit still…” You’re not worried about him getting hard with a statement like that. His cock is already poking at your ass anyways, likely turned on from watching you play with yourself. You play with your clit a little longer before raising yourself up, grabbing his dick, and sinking down onto it. You can’t see his dick of course, but you know he’s likely a pretty shade of pink, precum leaking out from the flushed tip.
“That’s it baby, just let me make you feel better. Feel so good inside of me…” Trailing off a little, you settle back fully into his chest as his arms come up to wrap around you. It’s such an intimate feeling, his length buried inside of you while you clench around him. You can’t help but imagining his cock thrusting into you, dirty words leaving his mouth as he absolutely ruins you.
“You gotta stop clenching like that love. I’m not going to be able to help myself.” You giggle mischievously at that, but decide to stop so you can both just relax. Even if you want to ride him until you’ve wrung every last bit of cum out of him, now really isn’t the time. You sit in silence for a bit, both watching the movie again, but after a bit Jimin lets out a little huff into your ear.
“Do you have any idea what’s going on?” Laughing loudly, you admit that you have no clue. It’s some random French film, and the true meaning behind it is lost on you. Jimin laughs a little to before wrapping his arms around you, resting his forehead afraid the back of your neck.
“Thanks for taking care of me love.” A soft look comes to your face, and you bring your own hands up to lay over his. Playing with his fingers a bit, your turn your head back to meet him for a small kiss.
“Anything for you Jimin.”
#🥔 anon#answers#thirst night#jimin smut#jimin x reader#jimin drabble#jimin oneshot#bts smut#bts x reader#bts drabbles#bts one shot
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