#fay 26

[autobot2001]

"Help Them."

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Eating: T Warning: People killed in a fire Pairing: None Description: Inferno is blamed for the death of an elderly couple. Snippet from The Holiday Killer.

@febuwhump day 26; "help them."

As Inferno drives down the street by the Knight twins’ parents’ house, the two mechs see a man dressed in all black run down the street. They drive a little further down the street to find the Knight’s home engulfed in flames. Drift gets out of Inferno’s alt mode, knowing Inferno will have to deal with this in his bipedal form. Drift calls the police, who say they’ll dispatch EMS. Drift isn’t sure if Ratchet will be pissed that he didn’t call them, but he fears it’s too late. Even if the two humans inside are dead, Drift doesn’t want their bodies to be burned. Against Inferno’s yelling, Drift runs into the house.

He didn’t think he’d find the elderly couple tied up together, and it’s more troubling even if it’s easier to get the two out of the house.

“Help them!” A femme yells as Drift lays the elders on the ground. “They’re dead, I’m sorry,” Drift regrets telling her. The femme waits until the fire is out, and Inferno activates his holoform, seeing the two dead humans. “I’ll never forgive you!” The femme yells and slaps Inferno before two officers force her away from him. “I’ve gotten those same four words back home several times,” Inferno admits. “That’s not right,” Drift comments, “we did the best we could. Whoever set the fire knew what they were doing, and I found the humans tied up together.”

#transformers #transformers fanfiction #transformers autobots #transformers drift #bayverse drift #transformers inferno #febuwhump #febuwhump 2024 #fay 26 #“help them.” #fire #house fire #trapped in a fire #too late #snippet #story snippet #The Holiday Killer

[nocternalrandomness]

Viktor Tchmal in his Sukhoi Su-26 at the FAI Aerobatics World Grand Prix, 2008

#Aerobatics #FAI Aerobatics Grand Prix #Sukhoi #Su-26 #Aerobatic aircraft #Flying #Aviation #Airplane

[copics-and-renegades]

Whumptober 2023 Day 26: Sometimes I Get So Tired, I Don't Even Know Myself

Woof.

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Yeah, that's another one for the "senseless torture" category. Also very Dead Dove Do Not Eat for the dehumanization/humiliation/making-a-person-pose-as-an-animal aspect imo.

Yuan: Gearing up into full Rage, so angry he could kill someone with just his bare hands, all that's pounding in his mind is "Don't you dare hurt him when MY useless body inevitably fails us DAMN IT".

Botta: Acutely aware that it's actually YUAN who has the endless reserves of stamina, while he himself burns close to 10k calories a day just by existing in his body. :)

I guess it could still go either way. Botta is extremely motivated to not vomit and black out as his muscles burn through glucose like paper clippings - as he does if it comes to this, he's just VERY good at resource management and also hiding this little issue from people - but Yuan is defeatist, caught up in shame and self-loathing, and also desperately angry and therefore unfocused.

Yes, I've been giving this a lot of thought. :)

(Actually yes, this came from musings about their overall stamina and also the fact that Botta has a Glass Cannon thing going on, which must come with some physical drawbacks.)

#whumptober2023 #no.26 #lyric #tales of symphonia #yuan ka fai #botta #yuan x botta #fanart #dead dove do not eat #torture cw #humiliation cw #dehumanization cw #restraints cw #gags cw #stress positions cw #whump #ink #modern au

[calciopics]

Cameroon World Cup squad 2022: Final list of 26 players for national team in Qatar

#FIFA World Cup Qatar 2022 #Cameroon World Cup squad #Final list of 26 players #Goalkeeper #Devis Epassy #Simon Ngapandouetnbu #Andre Onana #Defender #Jean-Charles Castelletto #Enzo Ebosse #Collins Fai #Olivier Mbaizo #Nicolas Nkoulou #Tolo Nouhou #Christopher Wooh #Midfielder #Martin Hongla #Pierre Kunde #Olivier Ntcham #Gael Ondoua #Samuel Oum Gouet #Andre-Frank Zambo Anguissa #Forward #Vincent Aboubakar #Christian Bassogog #Eric-Maxime Choupo Moting #Souaibou Marou #Bryan Mbeumo #Nicolas Moumi Ngamaleu #Jerome Ngom

[deathshallbenomore]

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#cioè!!!! #cioè davvero l’ho presa un po’ in giro per una volta che aveva avuto problemi alla guida a diciannove (19) anni. ma con ironia. che dovrebbe #saper cogliere dato che mi conosce da solo 26 anni. e si è offesa. che poi tu all’inizio ti senti pure quasi in colpa #ma quando capisci che è proprio il modus operandi solito a una certa scatta la bestemmia perché dai #come puoi pensare che tua figlia ti stia prendendo a male parole in modo sottile da vera villain quando ci stiamo scambiando delle battute #tutti insieme innocuamente #e che cazzo dai #poi a me sta sul cazzo la gente che inizia a urlare. unprompted #ma che minchia fai ma dimmi di smetterla di dire cazzate e basta. che bisogno c’è di urlare. bah #meno male che è autoproclamata autoironica

[qvake]

#QVAKE private & selective daisy johnson of marvel’s agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. minors & personals do not interact. est. 2014 / rebooted 2023

A STUDY IN : the hero’s journey , ‘ tell me, atlas. what is heavier: the world or its people’s hearts? ’ , the phoenix’s rebirth , the journey of self identity , found family , when the hero worshipper becomes the hero , ‘ you save everyone, but who saves you? ’

carrd . sideblog . pinterest . usfw sb . multi

#DO NOT INTERACT. #fay / they/she / 26 #updated 6/11/23

[w1thlove]

#𝐒𝐔𝐏𝟑𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 an independent and private original supermodel character , 𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑬 ‘ 𝑵𝑰𝑲𝑲𝑰 ’ 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 , inspired by måneskin’s SUPERMODEL & the neon demon (2016) . 21+ only , written by fay . exploring themes of 90’s supermodels & toxic model culture , high fashion , america's sweetheart falling from grace , private life being public , growing up in the limelight . USES BETA EDITOR

SLIDES . PINTEREST .

𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 : priestbit, fromtower

𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 : 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝟿𝟶'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 & 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊'𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌, 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊-𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚡, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢.

#PINNED. #DO NOT REBLOG. #fay / 26 / they & she #cast as lily rose depp & kate moss

[bassmortem]

#𝙱𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙼 an affiliated original rock star / bassist character inspired by the 1980's rock scene . exploring themes of the female bassist , women in rock , & the dark feminine . private & mutuals only , do not follow first unless we're mutuals elsewhere .

heavily affiliated with : v1xette , drumortem , stringmortem

more info tba

#pinned. #fay / the & she / 26 #v.ctoria de angelis fc ♥ #pinned insp from ufo ily ♥♥♥

[kwanisms]

Kinkuary 26 Minho — angry/hate sex // impact play

➥ hard dom!Minho x sub!Reader summary: Sometimes, Minho gets really annoyed. Sometimes he gets really frustrated. The rest of Stray Kids know he gets frustrated, but what they don’t know is that he channels that anger and frustration in his sex with his girlfriend. wc: 1.7k warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, established relationship, sexual content (minors dni!): unprotected sex (pls use protection!), rough sex, angry sex (Minho takes all his frustration out on the reader but the aftercare is top tier), impact play (spanking, face slapping, choking, mention of reader slapping Minho once), use of pet names (mainly baby, honey, angel at the end, etc), reader is a bit of a pain slut, moderate degradation (he calls her slut & whore mainly and bitch one time), spitting, and I think that’s all of them. If I missed anything let me know! a/n: TW: THERE IS MORE THAN SPANKING IN THIS PART. IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS!!! I couldn’t imagine anyone else in this part other than Minho. I know he’s not a violent person, he just seems the most likely to be into impact play. Thank you for reading, I hope you like it, and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms. Permanent taglist: @yoonguurt @candidupped @dejavernon Kinkuary full taglist: @baldi-2 @wonderfulshinee @lacie220900 @sup-dallyboy @drunk-on-dk @violagoth @mixling-blog @kosmoreads @yourfavoritefreakyhan Stray Kids taglist: @niktwazny303 @g4m3girl @rapmonie2047 @indigo35 @witherednotes @cixrosie @fay-ebrahim @imseungminsgf @yeosayang @leeautumn @katsukis1wife @flowerboykun @beomgyusbabygirl Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. Taglist closed!

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“You know I don’t actually hate you, right?” Minho said softly as he ran the warm wet washcloth over your skin, red marks and bruises forming from his tight grip and heavy handedness.

You smiled at him warmly. “I know, babe,” you answered.

True, it wasn’t like Minho to be so rough with you.

At least, he didn’t make a habit out of it.

Sometimes he just needed to let his frustrations out and you were more than willing to let him fuck his frustration out with you.

It didn’t stop him from feeling slightly guilty when bruises showed up the next day from his manhandling, despite you reassuring him that you liked it.

You were truly a masochist.

It started when Minho came home angrier than you’d ever seen him before. Practice had gone extremely poorly and all of the guys were mad. Nothing seemed to be going well for them today.

You knew you were in for a rough time from the moment Minho slammed the front door shut, dropping his bag and making a beeline for you sitting innocently on the sofa, watching TV.

“Min?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend as he towered over you. “Get up,” he said in a dangerously low voice. It sent shivers up your spin. “W-what?”

Minho grabbed your arm roughly, pulling you up from the cushion and dragged you away from the living room, slamming your back against the wall. Your wide eyes made him hesitate. “I’ve had a… really shitty day,” he started softly, dropping his head so you couldn’t see his eyes.

“I’m just so… fucking angry.”

A warm smile crossed your features as you reached up to cup his cheek tenderly.

“Let it out,” you encouraged softly.

The simple command was enough for Minho to slip into his own form of domspace. One where he almost lost himself entirely. Almost.

You knew from the second he looked up with that unreadable expression and those dark eyes, things were about to get very, very interesting.

It didn’t take much to set Minho off once he was in his domspace, a few shoves and a well timed slap had him dragging you to the bedroom, practically tearing your clothes off before knocking you back onto the bed.

He was on you in seconds, pulling his own shirt off as he knelt between your thighs. The two of you hesitated for just a moment, breathing heavily as you stared at one another. His eyes were dark, pupils blown with lust while yours were shining with excitement for what was to come.

Minho grabbed your leg, rolling your over onto your back before settling on your thighs. You knew better than to ask because sooner or later, he’d act.

And act he did, delivering a quick blow to your ass, making your body jump and a moan to escape your lips. Not giving you a chance to recover, he continued, landing slap after slap to your ass, alternating sides until your ass was red and sore. Not that you were complaining.

You loved the pain almost as much as you loved the pleasure.

By the time he’d finished marking your ass, you were practically dripping, something your boyfriend took notice of.

“Fucking typical,” he growled, untying his pants and pushing them down along with his underwear. “Of course a whore like you gets off on being used and abused.” You whined as he roughly pulled your thong down your thighs.

The tear of fabric had you groaning. ‘Aww and those were my favorite pair.’

Minho tossed your ruined panties away, taking your sore ass cheeks in his hands and spreading them to see your soaked cunt. “I bet I’d slide right in,” he whispered, moving his thumb down to brush over your glistening slit.

“On your back,” he barked suddenly, getting off you and kicking off his pants as you rolled onto your back as ordered. Minho was back on the bed in moments, forcing your legs apart and kneeling between your thighs.

“Look at you, so fucking pathetic,” Minho scoffed. He took his cock in his hand, giving himself a few strokes as he glared down at you. “You know, I really hate sluts like you,” he growled.

You narrowed your eyes up at him. “Oh fuck you,” you answered.

The slap to your cheek wasn’t hard. It was less about strength and more about the shock of it.

Minho didn’t give you a chance to recover as he lined the tip of his cock with your slit and pushed into you quickly, bottoming out almost instantly as he slid in with ease. “Fuck,” he groaned, eyes fluttering shut.

“For a whore, you sure have a tight cunt.”

You clenched around him, as if further solidifying his comment.

Minho let out a moan, grabbing your thighs harshly, nails digging into your skin.

“Tell me to fuck off again,” he ordered, opening his eyes to meet your gaze.

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do,” you hissed, earning another slap. The pain was a welcomed addition to the pleasure of Minho’s cock splitting you open. You felt his fingers close around your throat.

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, insolent bitch,” he growled, hips snapping against yours roughly as he set a slow but intense pace, each thrust driving his cock deep inside your pussy.

“I’ll call you whatever the fuck I want; fuck you however I want,” he growled, fingers around your throat squeezing lightly. “And you’ll just lay there and take it.”

You moaned as his hips pounded against your ass, ramming his cock into your wet cunt repeatedly. “You’ll take it like the fucking whore you are.”

Every time he used that word, your walls gripped him even tighter, moans tumbling from your lips as he fucked you hard.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight I might blow right now,” he grunted, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple, his bangs sticking to his forehead. “Would you like that? Want me to cum all over your stomach?” He asked.

“Or better yet,” he continued with a smirk.

“Cum inside this tight little cunt and make you mine? You want that, baby?” You moaned loudly.

Minho chuckled darkly, his grip on your throat tightening slightly. “Of course you would. You’re my little cumslut, aren’t you? You just love it when I fill you up.”

Another moan and a hard thrust had you tumbling towards the edge but not quite falling over it. “Minho,” you whimpered, voice hoarse from your incessant moaning. Minho leaned over slightly, his thrusts aiming for that soft spongy spot inside your cunt that always managed to drive you over the cliff.

“You must be thirsty,” he commented, looking down at you. “From all that moaning and back talking.” You nodded in response. Your throat was definitely dry.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded.

Not wanting to be told twice, you obeyed him, opening your mouth. Without word or warning, Minho spit into your mouth, using his thumb to push your chin up, closing your mouth.

“Swallow it.”

You obliged, swallowing his spit. “God,” he groaned, hips stuttering for a moment. “You really just do whatever I tell you, don’t you?”

It was enough to push you over the edge, your walls convulsed around your boyfriend's cock as you came, moaning his name and back arching off the bed.

Minho wasn’t far behind, groaning and gasping as his hips stilled, cock buried balls deep as he came inside you, painting your cunt with his hot load. A few more thrusts for good measure and your boyfriend finally pulled out of you, rolling off the bed and disappearing into the bathroom.

You tried to regain control of your breathing as you heard the water running in the other room. A couple minutes later and Minho returned, carefully helping you to your feet and guiding you to the bathroom.

He’d started the bath and helped you into the tub, holding your hands as you slowly lowered yourself into the running water. Once you were situated, Minho disappeared again for a moment, returning with clean towels and a washcloth.

He joined you in the bath tub, turning off the water and dipping the cloth into the hot water before bringing it up to your face and pressing it against your cheek.

The bath was nice. He always took exceptional care of you after a rough session and this time was no different.

“I’m really sorry, angel,” he murmured as he wiped your face gently with the cloth, making sure to get your cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin. Minho wasn't one to get too into his feelings but after sex, it always jumped out and he got a lot more affectionate than usual.

“It’s okay, babe,” you answered as he continued to carefully wipe your body. He shook his head, clicking his tongue. "No, honey, it's not." You smiled at him, taking his hand and kissing his knuckles.

"It is," you insisted. "We go over this every time, Minho. I want you to do this to me. I want you to hurt me."

He shook his head again. "You aren't supposed to hurt the ones you love," he answered, a slight break in his voice. "It only hurts for a little while," you murmured, pressing the back of his hand against your cheek. "But the pleasure overshadows the pain any day."

Minho turned his hand over in yours, cupping your cheek and caressing the skin with his thumb tenderly. "I'll make it up to you," he said softly. "People will think I'm abusive," he added, noticing the red mark on your cheek.

"No more slapping. I don't think I can keep doing it."

You nodded, turning your head to press a kiss to his palm. "Okay," you answered. "But spanking?" You asked, your voice hopeful. Minho nodded. "I can do that," he admitted.

"Sometimes you can be a real brat."

You laughed as Minho gently pulled you forward, turning your body and pressing your back against his chest as you both relaxed in the hot water. He pressed a few short kisses to your neck and shoulder.

“I love you,” he whispered in your ear. "So, so much."

You leaned back further, resting your head on his shoulder as your eyes shut, a soft sigh escaping your lips.

"I love you, too, baby."

#stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #lee know scenarios #lee know imagines #lee know smut #lee know x reader #lee minho scenarios #lee minho imagines #lee minho smut #lee minho x reader #kwanisms kinkuary #kinkuary 2023

[queer-ragnelle]

Tumblr's May Day Parade 2024!

Calling all Arthurian creators!

This May 2024 let's celebrate Arthurian Legend in all its bloody spring time glory with our unique creations and contributions to this ongoing tradition. Artforms of every variety welcome and encouraged. The May-themed prompts are...

May 1-5: Morbid Month of May {May King Mordred}

“Know that he will be born the first day of May in the kingdom of Logres.” —Post Vulgate

May 6-10: Queenly Month of May {May Queen Guinevere}

“Seeing it now, this crown of swords...Guinevere is the only one who knew where it was.” —Alliterative Morte

May 11-16: Lusty Month of May {Free Space/Flower Festival}

“Tra la! It's May! The lusty month of May! That lovely month when ev'ryone goes Blissfully astray.” —Camelot Musical

May 17-21: Grumpy Month of Kay {Seneschal Celebration}

“Sir Kay, the Seneschal. Is that your name?...Now wit ye well that ye are named the shamefullest knight of your tongue that now is living.” —Le Morte d'Arthur

May 22-26: May le Fay {The Anti-Queen Morgan}

“Now come forward and see a king's daughter wield a sword.” —Post Vulgate

May 27-31: May Day Melee {Violence is Romance Enacted in Blood}

“A melee quickly ensued in which a large number of knights took part; spearheads and broken shafts soon covered the ground.” —The Crown

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Rules: Each prompt allows 5 days except for free/flowers which is 6 days. All mediums accepted: Illustrations, paintings, writing, music, videos, gifsets, webweaves etc. No AI generated content.

Remember to tag #May Day Parade and @queer-ragnelle so I can reblog your creations! If you have any questions feel free to ask. :^) Good luck!

#arthurian legend #arthurian legends #arthuriana #arthurian mythology #arthurian literature #sir mordred #queen guinevere #sir kay #morgan le fay #may day parade #my post

[yama-bato]

Fay Chong

 Fay Chong ''January 26'' (Trees) 1969 Watercolor

(click for enlarged image!)

#Fay Chong

[serialadoptersbracket]

Round 3 Polls:

(Projected length: 8 days)

Day 1:

1. Bruce Wayne vs. Pascal

2. The Doctor vs. Daenerys Targaryen

3. Inspector Barnes vs. August

4. Cale Henituse vs. Simon Petrikov

Day 2:

5. Keishin Ukai vs. Yami Sukehiro

6. Gintoki Sakata vs. Maglor

7. Kim Dokja vs. Izumi Curtis

8. Roy Mustang vs. Rune Saint John

Day 3:

9. Shōta Aizawa vs. Guts

10. Jean Valjean vs. The Fix

11. Soundwave vs. Kanan Jarrus and Hera Syndulla

12. Agent Washington vs. Grace

Day 4:

13. David Wymack vs. Dadan

14. Bobby Nash vs. Korosensei

15. Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu vs. Jack Starbright

16. Satoru Gojo vs. Xie Lian

Day 5:

17. Eda Clawthorne vs. Sakyo Furuichi

18. Herlock Sholmes vs. Dracule Mihawk

19. Artemy Burakh vs. Kazuma Kiryu

20. Master Wu vs. Izumi Tachibana

Day 6:

21. Optimus Prime vs. Sarah Jane Smith

22. Bell-Mere vs. Cap’n Craig Cuttlefish

23. Camilla Noceda vs. Professor Hershel Layton

24. Giovanni Potage vs. Miles Edgeworth

Day 7:

25. Phoenix Wright vs. Dalinar Kholin

26. King Dedede and Meta Knight vs. Jawbone O’Shaughnessey

27. Bruno Bucciarati vs. Abigail Pent and Magnus Quinn

28. Toriel vs. Pongo and Perdita

Day 8:

29. Whitebeard vs. Lance Strongbow

30. Roronoa Zoro vs. Jody Mills

31. Sojiro Sakura vs. Kurogane and Fai D’Flourite

32. Iroh vs. Splinter

#serial adopters bracket #round 3 #tumblr polls #tumblr tournament #poll bracket #character bracket #fandom bracket #it’s getting good y’all #I am NOT looking forward to day 3 tho

[copics-and-renegades]

Whumptober 2022 Day 26: Rope Burns

Just utter misery.

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Don't know when and why in the sketching phase I felt the need to have him throw up, but then I thought it was fitting for repeatedly getting strangulated and so I stuck with it. It's nasty. ;_; But really, he's feeling pretty disgusting right now and so I guess it adds to how absolutely MISERABLE the poor man is.

My life became infinitely easier when I realized I didn't have to try and find THE perfect photo reference for any given knot - I could just make it myself in miniature and then draw it from whatever angle I wanted. I DON'T KNOW HOW I DIDN'T THINK OF THIS EARLIER!!! D: Although the knot design itself - it's just a cuff with a chain stitch for Aesthetics - obviously ISN'T my own ingenious invention. Just as a disclamer. *lol*

#whumptober2022 #no.26 #rope burns #tales of symphonia #yuan ka fai #fanart #restraints cw #torture cw #vomit cw #emetophobia cw #strangulation cw #dead dove do not eat #whump #ink

[in-her-shadow-if]

In Her Shadow - An Arthurian Interactive Fiction (inspired by but very loosely based)

Tag List for Asks

Content Warning: This game will be rated 18+ for violence, mature language, death, optional sexual content, and possibly other things I haven't added yet. So, adults only.

You are the sibling of Guinevere. Yes, that one - the one married to King Arthur of Camelot. But you are not loved like your sister. While she has only ever been kind toward you (under false pretenses), the rest of your family and those at your family’s court have not. 

For you have only ever lived in her shadow… 

When your father disowns you and throws you out, your sister invites you to Camelot. But you soon realize that Camelot is not the sanctuary you believed, as war is brewing with the Saxons. 

What role will you play? A warrior, diplomat, or spy? Or, perhaps, you only want to survive. 

While in Camelot, you’ll have the opportunity to build relationships with various characters and decide how the war plays out.

Demo: TBD - probably not for a while! or it will be quite short at first. This is just a little side project and I don't want it to affect my other project.

Features:

Play as male, female, or non-binary;

Choose appearance, pronouns, and your personal creed;

Choose the reason your father disowns you;

Build relationships with various characters (platonic, romantic, familial). Or break relationships.

Decide whether you want to be a warrior, diplomat, or spy. Whether you care about your duties or only appear to care will be up to you.

The following characters can be romanced, befriended, or ???

Arthur Pendragon - The King

27 years old | he/him | male 

Arthur is your sister’s husband and the King of Camelot. He’s intelligent and protective of those he cares for. But he’s wary of most and getting close to him is not easy. He has to make some tough decisions. Will you encourage brutality to protect Camelot or insist there’s another way?

Lancelot du Lac - The Revered Knight

29 years old | he/him | male

Lancelot is a revered Knight of the Round Table and a dear friend to Arthur. He is fiercely loyal to Arthur and Camelot. This one has a temper and is ready and willing to drive his sword into those who would stand in Arthur’s way.

Merlin Emrys - The Court Enchanter

30 years old | xe/xem | non-binary

Merlin is the court enchanter. Sometimes a mentor to Morgana, other times their rival. Depends on the day. Xe prefers studying the arcane as opposed to dinner parties and dances.

Kay Ectorius - The Saxon Knight

24 years old | she/her | female

Kay is a friend to Arthur and a Knight of the round table. Although born a Saxon, she has long severed ties to her old life and considers Camelot and its court her home. She looks up to Lancelot and hopes to prove her abilities and dedication in a similar fashion.

Morgana le Fay - The Enchantress

23 years old | she/they | female

Morgana is Arthur’s half-sister and also the lover of Queen Guinevere, your sister. They are a powerful enchantress focused on keeping Camelot and those they care for safe.

Guinevere - The Queen 

26 years old | she/her | female

Guinevere is your sister and is married to Arthur. Although she views Arthur as a friend, and he views her the same way, their marriage is nothing more than that. She is only attracted to women and her lover is Morgana. Unless you decide to change that…

Bran Leodegrance - Your Father and King of Cameliard

Bran is your father, but he’s always kept you at an arm's length. Growing up, you watched as he showered your sister in affection and care, while you were pushed to the side. Perhaps it’s because your mother died giving birth to you. You’re not sure because he’s only ever spoken to you or acknowledged you when absolutely necessary.

#interactive fiction #twine game #interactive fiction WIP #WIP #cyoa #authurian legend #in her shadow if #no demo if #twine wip #camelot #king arthur #merlin #arthur pendragon #guinevere #lancelot du lac

[angelap3]

La storia della Musica

Ricordando Lucio Dalla ❤️

Lucio Dalla muore improvvisamente, stroncato da un infarto, il 1º marzo 2012, tre giorni prima del suo 69º compleanno, presso l'Hotel Plaza di Montreux, cittadina svizzera sede di uno dei festival musicali più importanti al mondo, il Montreux Jazz Festival, dove si era appena esibito la sera precedente. È il suo compagno Marco Alemanno a scoprire per primo il decesso, pochi minuti dopo. I primi a dare la notizia della morte del cantante sono i frati della basilica di San Francesco d'Assisi, la stessa mattina del 1º marzo, su Twitter, esattamente alle 12:10, 23 minuti prima dei lanci d'agenzia.

A due anni di distanza dalla morte del cantante, il 26 febbraio 2014, viene costituita la "Fondazione Lucio Dalla", con relativa ufficializzazione a partire dal giorno 4 marzo 2014. La fondazione avrà sede nella sua casa di via D'Azeglio a Bologna e avrà come obiettivo principale quello di valorizzare l'esperienza e il patrimonio culturale dell'artista.

Trascorsi 10 anni, la città di Sorrento gli dedica un murale.

Il 30 settembre 2022 viene pubblicato Stella di mare, singolo inedito di Cesare Cremonini e Lucio Dalla.

Ti ho guardata e per il momento

Non esistono due occhi come i tuoi

Così neri, così soli che

Se mi guardi ancora e non li muovi

Diventan belli anche i miei

E si capisce da come ridi che

Fai finta e che non capisci, non vuoi guai

Ma ti giuro che per quella bocca che

Se ti guardo diventa rossa

Morirei

Ma chissà se lo sai?

Ma chissà se lo sai?

Forse tu non lo sai

No, tu non lo sai.

Poi parliamo delle distanze, del cielo,

E di dove va a dormire la luna quando esce il sole

E di come era la terra prima che ci fosse l'amore

E sotto quale stella, tra mille anni

Se ci sarà una stella, ci si potrà abbracciare?

E poi la notte col suo silenzio regolare

Quel silenzio che a volte sembra la morte

Mi dà il coraggio di parlare

E di dirti tranquillamente,

Di dirtelo finalmente

Che ti amo

E che di amarti non smetterò mai

Così adesso lo sai

Così adesso lo sai

Così adesso lo sai

(Brano di Lucio Dalla - Chissà se lo sai)

[homomenhommes]

saga: SOUMISSION / DOMINATION 107

Mes clients ont été ravis de l'augmentation des possibilités. Quand je leur ai annoncé que je disposais de deux nouveaux poulains dont un très disponible, ce qui me permettait de tripler les passages chez eux, ils m'ont tous assuré qu'ils étaient preneurs (je savais que l'argent ne leur manquait pas mais ça va finir par leur faire un sacré budget !).

Xavier est le premier à les tester. D'abord c'est devenu un ami, et puis je sais qu'il sera doux et ses 26 x 6,5 feront un bon essai.

Il arrive à se dégager un créneau en début d'après midi du lundi. Je lui amène Jimmy. Il nous reçoit en flottant Adidas. Sa musculature fait forte impression sur Jimmy et la barre qui tend le tissu synthétique lui fait rouler les yeux. Je n'ai pas besoin de lui dire quoi faire, il est déjà à genoux en train de sucer le gland détrempant le short. Je fais la bise à Xavier et lui présente son téteur. Je le déshabille. Quand il est obligé de se décoller du gland pour que je fasse passer son t-shirt, Xavier en profite pour se mettre nu. C'est un sacré beau mec ! Sa queue bien bandée retrouve le chemin de la bouche de mon vorace poulain. Xavier me félicite d'avoir trouvé ce ptit beur et me demande comment est le deuxième. Alors que Jimmy continue sa pipe, je décris Ed. Xavier m'interrompt, il n'a pas beaucoup de temps. Il nous entraine vers la table de salle à manger et place Jimmy en travers sur le dos.

Là, il est dans la bonne position pour tester les capacités de la gorge de Jimmy. Il pousse, pousse et je vois le cou de Jimmy gonfler sous la pression interne. Quand il ressort, Xavier est surpris de la sensation de facilité avec laquelle il s'est enfoncé jusqu'aux couilles. Je lui dis que ce ptit mec est d'une souplesse insoupçonnée. Il me répond qu'il va tester cela.

Nous allons à sa mini salle de muscu. Sur le banc de développé couché, il le place sur le dos et ramène ses jambes par-dessus sa tête (j'ai déjà fait, on peut presque le plier en deux) et les bloques avec une barre chargée à 90 Kg. Ça a relevé le cul de Jimmy. Xavier enjambe le banc et kpoté, graissé, pousse sur l'anus ainsi présenté. Plusieurs fois il fait entrer et sortir son gland. Il me dit que son anus est un vrai délice et qu'il se referme bien sous la couronne à chaque fois. Puis il se rappelle que son temps est compté et la fois d'après il le pénètre complètement, lentement mais totalement. Je regarde fixement l'anneau de Jimmy. Il s'ouvre bien sous la poussée de Xavier. Ce dernier demande à Jimmy si ça va. Après la réponse positive, il pousse dedans ses derniers cm les plus épais.

Je lui demande ses impressions. Il me dit que ce ptit beur est vraiment exceptionnel, que son cul est encore meilleur que celui de Jean. Il le bourre quelques minutes avant de changer de position. Il le dégage en soulevant la barre sur ses taquets du haut et sans déculer, il le soulève dans ses bras et se couche sur le tapis. Là il demande à Jimmy de faire son boulot. Je vois alors mon ptit beur placer ses mains en appui sur les pecs volumineux de Xavier et un genou de chaque coté de ses hanches, il a entamé une " promenade " planté sur sa queue. Fort des leçons d'Ed, il a commencé doucement, au pas. Puis rapidement il a adopté le rythme du trot et pour achever sa monture, il est passé au galop. Ce qui est bien avec les mecs ttbm c'est qu'avec le petit gabarit de Jimmy, même les cuisses droites, le gland ne quittait pas la douce chaleur de son boyau.

Il a mené la cavalcade jusqu'à ce que Xavier le bloque en position plein le cul de sa grosse bite. De lui-même Jimmy s'est écarté les fesses pour prendre les quelques mm de bite restant. Sous lui, Xavier déchargeait en arquant son corps, soulevant notre poids plume. Quand Jimmy s'est relevé, il a laisse apparaitre la bite de Xavier noyée dans un volume de sperme impressionnant. Xavier c'est relevé et m'a remercié de lui avoir fait la primeur de Jimmy. Quand je lui ai dit qu'il aurait aussi celle d'Ed, il m'a dit que j'étais vraiment un super pote.

Pendant que Jimmy était sous la douche, il m'a donné mon enveloppe et me disant qu'il avait un plus pour avoir été le premier des clients. Rapidement je jetais un oeil, +50% c'est princier !

Nous sommes partis le laissant dans l'attente de mon deuxième poulain.

Arrivés à la maison, alors qu'il descendait de la moto, je le bloquais plié contre la selle. D'une main je lui ai dégrafé le pantalon et de l'autre j'ai glissé sur ses fesses et testé son anus. C'est vraiment un phénomène, son anneau était déjà bien refermé et je devais pousser fort pour y faire passer mon doigt.

Avec de telles dispositions physiques, il était destiné à la baise !

Sur semaine, comme il est tout seul dans l'appart, Marc a décidé qu'il prendrait ses repas avec nous. Sinon le WE, il restera avec Samir et Ammed. Au diner, Jimmy est tout fier de raconter sa première passe avec Xavier. Marc le félicite en lui disant que tous les mecs ne sont pas capables de satisfaire de telles bites. Il me demande qui est prévu le lendemain. Je lui dis que c'est repos jusqu'à vendredi. Il faut y aller doucement quand même. Mac me dit alors que Jimmy sera pour nous entre temps, ça me va bien.

Le mardi, quand Jimmy rentre du taf, il est 14h. Je dois partir à la banque faire le point avec le père de Ric et prendre mes ;cours de mise à niveau " escort-boy ".

Je lui donne un peu de travail pour améliorer son style (quand il aura quelques années de plus et que je ne pourrais plus l'utiliser, il faudra bien qu'il se reconvertisse et comme homme de confiance / services / chauffeur et divers activités sexuelles,je devrai sans difficultés trouver un mec pour l'employer / utiliser / baiser.

Avec le père de Ric, je fais mes comptes. Je fais aussi un prévisionnel pour l'année à venir (obligation pour ma nouvelle structure de travail). Entre celui-ci et mes revenus annexes, je vais développer un joli chiffre d'affaire qui, avec les frais réduits que j'ai (même en payant Samir et Ammed sur mon compte) devrait me laisser un revenu plus que correct. Je lui explique mon besoin en connaissances financières. Il me garde trois heures à m'expliquer les rouages de la finance internationale. J'en ressors la tête farcie, mais si j'arrive à en ressortir le tiers, je n'aurais pas l'air trop nul ! Il me demande qui il y aura à la soirée. Quand je lui dis, il siffle que je vais côtoyer du très beau monde ! je lui dis que c'est pour cela qu'il me faut un minimum de connaissances en finance. Il me dit surtout que ce qu'il me faut ce sont des infos sur les participants. Je lui demande s'il en a sur l'associé d'Emma. Il me confie quelques renseignements sur les modalités de son ascension que seul une dizaine de personnes savent mais dont personne ne sait que lui les connait. Il me dit que cela pourra me servir s'il me prend de trop haut !

Mercredi : C'est au tour d'Ed de faire son entrée dans le monde du sexe. Je passe le chercher dès 14h, il est seul son frère est au sport. Je lui demande s'il est prêt, lavage du cul etc. il me dit que oui, je l'emmène donc directement chez Xavier.

Coup de sonnette, il nous ouvre la porte dans la même tenue que lundi, mais il ne bande pas encore. Il nous fait entrer dans le salon, se place dans le canapé et me demande de faire déshabiller Ed. Je transmets l'ordre. Ed se livre à un strip-tease très correct vu que je ne l'ai pas encore entrainé là-dessus. Quand il est à poil, Xavier bande comme un taureau. Il lui demande de tourner et me félicite pour ma deuxième recrue. Je lui dis qu'Ed est à lui. Il se lève. Son sexe dépasse par la cuisse droite. Il pose ses mains sur les épaules d'Ed et appui dessus. Ed a compris et se met à genoux, le gland gonflé de sang est à la hauteur de sa bouche. Il avance la tête lentement et pose ses lèvres dessus. Je vois sa langue sortir et venir lécher la peau tendue. Sa timidité s'envole aussitôt et il ouvre la buche pour téter le gland et le bout de la verge qui dépasse du tissu.

Xavier se recule pour baisser son short. Sa queue majestueuse se redresse et je vois les yeux d'Ed s'ouvrir grands comme des soucoupes. Il se jette dessus et reprend sa pipe. A genoux devant Xavier, il ne peut en prendre plus de la moitié en bouche. Ce dernier apprécie malgré tout. Pour pouvoir en rentrer plus, il le couche sur la table basse, aligne sa gorge avec sa bouche en poussant sa tête en arrière et lui remet sa queue en bouche. Il s'enfonce bien plus loin, même si il n'arrive pas à tout entrer. Ed tousse un peu sous la pression du gland de Xavier qui lui envahi la gorge. Mais comme un bon petit soldat, il avale et essaye de nouveau. Je précise à Xavier qu'Ed est moins " naturel " que Jimmy et qu'il va falloir lui préparer le cul. Il me dit de le faire pendant qu'il approfondit sa pipe.

Je me place de l'autre coté de la table basse et mes doigts plein de graisse, je commence à travailler l'anus d'Ed. Très vite j'arrive à placer trois doigts que je fais tourner. Je prends le tube de graisse et après lui avoir entrer le bout dans le cul, appui dessus pour projeter plus profondément le lubrifiant.

Xavier me propose d'enculer Ed. Je refuse, pour cette après midi, Ed est son jouet et à lui seul. Xavier insiste en me disant que ça lui fera le passage. Devant tant d'insistance, je me plie au désir du client ! je me mets nu. Xavier qui ne m'a pas vu nu depuis le nouvel an, me trouve plus musclé. Je le remercie, un tel compliment venant de lui (qui est super bien foutu) c'est agréable. En attendant j'enfile Ed qui prend mes 20x5 sans sourciller. Xavier s'étonne que je le monte à cru. Je lui explique alors qu'ayant organisé son dépucelage il n'y a pas longtemps, je nous réservais à moi et Marc son utilisation en nokpote.

Il me dit que nous étions veinards qu'il aimerait bien ça un jour. Je lui dis que ce serait difficile avec une pute !, trop de risques pour lui et sa femme ! En attendant je lime bien le cul d'Ed. Ce dernier gémit. Je me retire et déclare la place faite. Comme Xavier tourne pour me remplacer, j'ouvre le flacon de poppers sous le nez d'Ed. C'est amusant l'effet que ça a sur lui. Il chauffe et son cul s'ouvre, ça s'est comme tout le monde, mais il devient surtout une vraie petite salope. Il réclame de la bite, de se faire enculer grave. Il bouge son cul affamé en attente de la queue qui va le calmer. Xavier pose son gland sur l'oignon d'Ed et c'est ce dernier qui se l'enfonce tout seul en reculant. A son rythme, son cul avale la méga bite de Xavier. Sans arrêt, il pousse et recule jusqu'à l'avoir entière dans son cul. Il relève un peu la tête et je vois quelques larmes de travail couler sur ses joues. Je lui demande si ça va. Il me dit que ça le dilate méchant mais que c'est bon ! Xavier y va cool quand même mais il apprécie ce nouveau jeune cul. Je me branle devant le spectacle et quand je les entend monter en pression, je jute sur le torse d'Ed. ce dernier ajoute son sperme au mien et Xavier à juste le temps de déculer et d'ôter sa kpote qu'il déverse sa contribution. J'utilise le short de Xavier pour éponger et éviter la flaque au sol. Je prends ma douche en premier et cède la place à Ed. Pendant ce temps là, Xavier me donne mon enveloppe spéciale nouveauté. Il me demande si il pourra encore faire appel à Jean pour des parties à 4 avec moi et sa meuf. Je n'y avais pas pensé quand j'ai discuté le nouveau " contrat " de Jean. Je lui dis que cela risque d'être difficile. Il me dit alors que je dois assumer. Assumer ? Qu'est ce à dire ?? Il me dit que si nous ne sommes plus que trois, ça veut dire encore plus dans mon petit trou de sa grosse bite ! J'aime ça mais quand même !! Il me dit alors que ce sera sans réduction de tarif, ça motive !

Je reconduis Ed chez lui. Avant de le quitter, je lui demande comment il a trouvé l'après midi. Il me dit très instructive puis, après un petit temps de réflexion, très bonne, il a pris un plaisir intense. Ouf !! Par contre je n'y coupe pas et dois faire un tour de moto pour le ptit frère, Ed me le demande pour avoir la paix. Il s'équipe du casque de son frère et ce dernier lui explique le comportement qu'il doit avoir sur la selle. J'enfourche ma Ducat et il monte derrière moi. Je le sens se coller à mon dos et ses bras serrer ma taille. Je démarre doucement. Quelques virages cools pour vérifier qu'il se penche bien dans le même sens que moi et je pousse un peu les tours. Sur une droite déserte je calle la poignée quelques secondes. Il se serre plus contre moi et glisse ses mains sur mon paquet. Je bande illico ! je freine dur en vue du virage et il reste accroché à mon entrejambe pesant de son poids plus la décélération sur mon dos. Je m'arrête un peu plus loin et me tourne vers lui. Je lui crie (faut passer les deux intégraux) que quand je freine il doit poser ses mains sur le réservoir et pousser pour ne pas m'écraser les couilles. Il rigole et me dit que de ce coté là je n'ai pas eu de problème, il faisait coquille et que je bande toujours. Je le traite de ptit vicieux et nous rentrons. Il me demande de rien dire à Ed avant que ce dernier nous rejoigne. Il lui saute au cou en le remerciant de m'avoir prêté ! Prêté, quel ptit con !

Je rentre à la maison tout songeur.

JARDINIER

Legio Victoris

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