Royal Apology

I’d like to personally blame each and every single one of my children, grand-children, and great-grandchildren in the pokenimagines discord. If it weren’t for your screams of terror this would of never happened. I’ve never wrote smut before and here it is, it will haunt me until my dying day, I will be breathing my last, and as my life flashes I’ll remember that I made this, and my last words on this earth will be “god fucking damnit” and I have only my need to make others suffer to blame. We do not proofread in this house because we suffered enough the first time. A Swordword x Shielbert fic, WARNING, VERY VERY NSFW. DONT READ UNDER THE CUT IF YOU LOVE YOURSELF AND OR YOU’S A BABY, DON’T DO IT!!!!

You wondered for a brief second, if anyone could have foreseen this turn of events. This tiny flash of self-reflection would be swiftly cast out, as another rough thrust from behind left you dazed. A low whine soon followed it, as the voice of Sordward carried over the wet smacks resounding all around you, “I think I’m nearing my limit, Younger brother!” A high-pitched groan escaped the man in front of you in response. Your jaw was currently wrapped around his member, Shielbert’s hands grasping your hair firmly as he pistoled himself erratically in and out of your mouth. Judging by the fact that Sordword’s own thrusts into your honeypot were just as careless, his claim was as good as a warning as you were going to get. Gripping Shielbert’s thighs for support, your back arched as you felt the crest of your own orgasm start. It seems you wouldn’t come alone however, as both brothers in near perfect sync tore themselves from your cores, only to slam back in one last time to deposit the reward for all your efforts. 

“I-I’m-” “Arriving!” Such was all that they could choke out before their voices devolved into sloppy moans, your own unable to be heard as Shieldbert’s seed poured down into the depths of your throat. Sordword’s hot load blasting into your womb, putting out the fire that had been raging within for what felt like an eternity. How had this began? Well, it was quite simple, after the two had tried and failed to prove the two legendary pokemon, that had bravely aided you in ending the darkest day, were little more than beasts. Learning the errors of their ways after you had saved them from getting a last minute face rearrangement from the rightfully pissed off recipient of their efforts, they had come to apologize. However you soon learned their apology was something a little more… if you were up for the challenge, which, you of course were. You had proven yourself more royal than they were, and what better way than to have them give you some tribute? Treat yourself. So it was that you found yourself in quite the luxurious hotel room, being undressed by the two reverently. After all, why should a queen stoop to doing something so mundane? Their fingers ghosting over your skin as they peeled off your layer one by one. Shielbert leaving gentle kisses down your leg as he slowly pulled your pants off. Sordward at your back nibbling at your neck as he worked your bra off. Once you were completely exposed you cleared your throat, stopping them in their tracks as two pairs of light blue eyes twinkled up at you with piety. “Boys, I believe you’re overdressed for the occasion,” you said in a slight pouty tone, dragging your finger over Shielbert’s collar, who hummed amusedly. No doubt you could have helped them out of those stuffy suits, but a part of you took great joy in the show, not expecting them to be rather well-built. Which spoke nothing compared to what they were hiding under their boxers, your breath hitched in your chest before it released as a soft chuckle, one might call it a feast for kings. It was no good to get too excited over the main course, when you hadn’t even tasted the appetizer. Only with your beckon did they approach you once more, using your hands to direct them to where exactly you wanted them to appreciate you most. Shielbert was granted the honour of being allowed to put his face between your thighs, as much as you tried to not think about it, his hairstyle was at less risk of bobbing between your eyes during it. Whilst Sordward busied himself with your chest, his erection ever so subtly prodding against your back, you had to give the two some credit. Their mouths could get a lot done when they weren’t running them off with cheap banter, it was a mercy you could educate them better now. It seemed in no time you were balling your hands into fists, impatient as you were for your need for release, you weren’t happy with going down like this. With a throaty moan you clenched your fist in Shielbert’s hair and gave a commanding tug, his tongue removing itself regretfully from your core where it had been thrashing about. You grabbed Sordward’s hand that had been giving a final squeeze to your breast, and pulled him forward so you could hiss into his ear. It was time for a change in positions, your idea leading to you now hovering over Sordward’s twitching cock. “Eager, aren’t we Elder brother?” Shielbert mused, hovering behind you for support as you began your slow descent. You shushed Sordward with a finger as he opened his mouth to reply to his brother, just as the crown of his member kissed your slick folds. The heat was nearly enough to make you moan whoreishly, having to bite your tongue to keep yourself silent, as you let him enter you properly. You allowed just a moment to bask in the fact that he filled you in every way, before you started moving, eagerly enjoying the royal rod you had been so graciously given. Practically bouncing on his cock, you reached up to dig your hands into hair, messing it up as he groaned in your ear. Shielbert’s whine reminded you that you shouldn’t show too much favoritism, and you used one of your hands to reach around to grasp his length. If they were paying close attention they could have noticed how you timed the pump of your fist with that of your hips, and all too soon you reached the peak again. Letting out the moan you had been fighting, you felt Sordward’s head curl into the crook of your neck, as Shielbert took the other side. You felt Shieldbert’s semen spill over and around your hand first, before you pulled off of Swordward, his seed being painted over your torso not even a second too soon. It had been quite fun, but now came the main event, where Sworward and Shielbert had given you the royal spitroast you so rightfully deserved. Squeezing down on them with all of your might as the throws of your orgasm clouded your mind entirely. Never had your brain leaving the room felt so wonderful, you would think later, as Shielbert pulled himself from your mouth just as you had hit the limit your oxygen deprived lungs would allow. Taking in gulpfuls of air, your mind slowly oozed its way back to normalcy. Swordward carefully extracting his cockmeat from your cum-stained muff, your walls attempting to milk him for every last drop made it somewhat difficult. Shielbert carefully wiped at your mouth, cleaning away his leftover seed as Swordward rushed to grab warm towels. Perhaps it was a little selfish then, to bring up when they’d “apologize” for going inside so brazeningly. But could they blame you? It was easy to get addicted to such royal treatment.

Spent a very productive morning recording another episode of Chinese Swords & Swordsmanship. Thanks to Greg Wolfson & Yulia Ivanovskaya. Very shortly we will have an ISOLATION DOMINATION announcement on Great River Taoist Center’s FB page (https://www.facebook.com/greatriver/) & here as well... Watch for Sunday Webinars coming very soon...

i still dont know why swordwords hair stands up. it should point down

Galar got dynamax hair gel

🔥 pokemon villains

unpopular opinion [ACCEPTING]

archie, maxie, rose and guzma arent villain. theyre antagonists and im super tired of seeing them in the villains gang

while we’re at it, the swsh villains are swordword and shieldeld 

#sounddoctrine #wordofgod #rightlydivide #wordoftruth #wordoffaith #swordword #spiritofspirit

Happy Chinese New Year! Year of the Rat! It was fun to watch the Golden Lion Martial Arts Acadamy! It was amazing to see the swordword and staffwork the students showed us and how they can attack and defend themselves! It was an amazing show! I am glad my Girlfriend shared with me her culture through this event I found in Berkeley! 🎎👲🥋👘⛩ #happychinesenewyear #yearoftherat @siomna_yang11384 (at Fourth Street Shops) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8DYqc2n8OsUvSv6m8lYnt_fLKNE5QIaIcsxOg0/?igshid=df4k08ti357g

Report 45 - Galar

We exchanged Pizza with a charmander that Leon left to us. We called him Curry.

We have since fought and won against all the dynamax Pokémon in the stadiums, causing Curry to become a charizard.

We are currently facing up against Sheildbert before continuing up to face and save Zamazenta and Swordword.

Week 4 Reflection

During the week, we translate some works like videos or movie clips, and we discovered sort of difficulty in the preservation of the message and the author's intention. First of all is important to highlight that when we translate some works, is important to consider every aspect related with it. Even though it can be very easy to change into other word, we have to research about the author`s life, the development of the context where the author lived and even more important, the purpose of the author to the reader. All these factors are important because at the moment we translate, we have to adequate it to the time when it was written, or the language used in the origin culture in order to analyze and understand completely the work and do the best translation for it. In the "fix" the translation I chose a fragment of the movie Hangover where the translation to spanish is awful. First of all, they tried to implement the sword words used in Mexico, but the problem is the excess of them because in consequence the dialogue of each character loses the message,  and even more the idea explained for the context in the movie. So in our translation we used words that mexican culture understands and in some dialogues we left some swordwords that were well used, and with these changes the meaning and the context of the movie was understandable.  And finally the poems were more difficult to translate them because in poems, the author can use rhetorical devices and the meaning of the writing can change with the incorrect words, so after researching about the poem, the author and understand each poem, we tried to translate in order to preserve the intention of the author, and trying to write a similar structure. The poem has many elements to consider as the verse and the rhythm, so with all these aspects we could do the best translation for the poems.    

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Report 44 - Galar

After a fierce battle with Hop, my Bagel fainted.

This is another loss that we could my sustain. Already my team is suffering without the former champions it boasted.

Pizza and Chestnut have been brought on, but neither are the powerhouses that came before them.

Further to this Sheildbert and Swordword have started the postgame runaround to get Zamazenta.

I must defeat them to finish my mission.