#intervention ma

[heartbpm]

pensando.....en fuyupoly

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[vulukebuli]

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[evandarya]

Prompt fill from the Discord server. This one is courtesy of @tourettesdog

Prompt where Danny keeps showing up like a stray cat at various hero's houses. He just comes and goes and they never know when he'll show up next. He's just this like pseudo-adopted child who will come over for dinner, crash on the couch, and he's gone by morning. No amount of research will tell them who he is past the limited information he's given them

The various heroes are unaware that his stray cat range wanders so far until someone mentions him at a JL meeting and all hell breaks loose.

There's eventually an intervention

Stray Cat Danny

Clark had just got home when he noticed the heartbeat on the fire escape two floors above him. As far as he knew, that apartment was empty, so it couldn't be the residents going out for a smoke. It was weird, very strange, and not his business.

He tried to leave it alone, but the heartbeat stayed on the fire escape for a few hours. Every now and again Clark would hear whoever it was shift, but other than that they stayed quiet. Again, weird, but not his business.

Until it started to snow right when Clark was about to start dinner.

He was just going to make sure whoever it was had somewhere warm to stay. Maybe direct them to a shelter. Clark opened the window and looked up, there was a dark bundle, worryingly still, on the fire escape.

"Excuse me?" Clark called. The bundle shifted but whoever it is didn't respond. Clark grumbled and made his way up to them, squatting down a few feet away.

"Are you alright?"

The bundle shifted, revealing one blue eye and a tuft of back hair.

"''m fine" a young male voice answered. The blue eye closed.

"You know it's going to snow tonight. I'm sure you'd be more comfortable in a shelter than on a fire escape."

"They're full." The boy answered. "All both of them."

Only two shelters for all of Metropolis? That can't be right. Clark looked up to the sky, the snow was starting to come down and he could swear it had gotten colder since he'd been out here. He couldn't leave the kid out here to freeze.

"How about you stay the night at my place? My couch is pretty comfortable, and I'm making beef stew for dinner, Ma's recipe." He let a bit of his Kansas accent show through. Hoping the country accent would put the boy more at ease. He was watching him now with both eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Did your Ma ever teach you about stranger danger?" The kid asked.

"Not exactly. She taught me to help people out if they need it. Did your Ma teach you stranger danger?"

"No," the boy said, "my mom taught me to put a full-grown man on the ground if I needed to."

That surprised Clark into laughing. "Well, you won't need to with me. What do you say you come inside?"

The boy watched him for another second before shivering violently and glaring at the sky.

"Yeah, alright. Just one night."

"I'm Clark, by the way," Clark said as he closed the window behind the kid.

"Danny." The kid said. He was rooted to the spot just a few steps into the apartment, eyes scanning the room.

"It's nice to meet you, Danny." Clark held out his hand to shake, but Danny didn't take it. After an awkward second Clark cleared his throat. "Uh. The stew is going to be a little while. You're welcome to the laundry and shower if you need it." Danny was pretty clean, but there was visible dirt on his face and clothes. "I might have some clothes my nephew forgot that you're welcome to." Dick was bigger than Danny for sure, but he was closer to Danny's size than Clark was.

Danny gave him a long look, before shrugging off his backpack. "Sure. Might as well."

Clark left to go get the clothes while Danny loaded some of his clothes and blankets in the washer. Once he presented the tee shirt and sweatpants Danny disappeared into the bathroom. When he reappeared he was scrubbed clean, his cheeks rosy either from the hot water or scrubbing.

Danny was even smaller than Clark was expecting. He was downright scrawny. Dick's shirt hung off Danny's shoulders, and Clark could clearly see his collarbones. This kid was not getting nearly enough to eat. Well, he was going to tonight if Clark had anything to say about it.

"The stew should be ready in about half an hour. Feel free to make yourself at home." Clark said. He expected Danny to sit on the couch and watch TV, but instead, Danny found his home office. it wasn't more than a desk with his work laptop on it and some of Clark's better pieces and awards framed and tacked to the wall above it.

"You're Clark Kent, the reporter?" Danny asked, eyes switching between the wall and Clark.

"That's me," Clark said. "You know my work?"

"I read your piece on metahuman and alien rights last year. It was good."

"Thanks. I really liked working on that piece."

"Did you always want to be a writer?"

"uh. No. When I was a kid I wanted to be an astronaut." Clark said, stirring the stew. Danny snorted. "What's funny?"

"Nothing," Danny said, taking a seat at the little kitchen table. "I wanted to be an astronaut, too."

"Yeah? You still could." Clark said.

"Nah. It's hard to be an astronaut without a high school diploma. What made you change to writing?"

"I went through a few different career paths before I landed on journalism."

"Do you like it?"

"I do. I like uncovering the truths people try to hide." Clark said. "You'd make a decent journalist, I'd think. Half of it is just asking the right questions."

Clark served up the stew into two bowls and brought them over to the table with some rolls and butter. "I don't have much in the way of drinks, is water okay?"

"Water would be great, thanks."

They ate in relative silence, Danny was too focused on his food to ask more questions. After they ate Danny nodded off on the couch almost as soon as he sat down. Clark couldn't bring himself to wake him up, so he just covered him with a blanket from the linen closet and headed to his own room.

Maybe in the morning he could make Danny pancakes or waffles and get him some new gloves and a jacket. The question was what to do after that? He didn't want to drop Danny off at a shelter, and taking him to the police would only destroy whatever trust he had gained with the boy. At the same time, he only had a one-bedroom apartment. He couldn't keep Danny here. Clark sighed. He'd have to talk to Danny in the morning and see what he wanted to do.

When Clark woke up he was greeted by the silence of the apartment and it took him a few minutes to figure out why that was wrong. There should be another heartbeat. Fearing the worst, Clark rushed into the living room to find it empty.

The blanket and clothes Danny had used had been neatly folded and placed on the back of the couch, along with a handwritten thank you note.

How did Danny leave without him hearing? Moreover, how'd he leave with the doors and windows still locked?

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dc comics #dp x dc #crossover #fanfic #clark kent #superman #dc x dp #evandarya writes #stray cat danny fenton #stray cat danny

[yourtongzhihazel]

sorry if this is a very idiotic question but how is the existence of private firms in China not antithetical to it being a socialist state. this is seriously in good faith I'm genuinely curious TT

This is a pretty common question, not just when it comes to China, but also to most socialist states, including the USSR at the time.

in short, the transformation of a country's mode of production takes a very long time. The development and maturation of capitalism took hundreds of years and had many stages: mercantilism, primitive accumulation, national competition, global expansion, and finally, imperialism (the highest stage of capitalism). Socialism will also take a long time to mature. Socialism is not a checklist of haves and have nots. Socialism isn't when collectives or cooperatives. Socialism isn't when no billionaires. Socialism most definitely is not when government does stuff or taxes on rich people.

The transition to socialism requires the development of productive forces. The goal of Reform and Opening Up (改革开放, GGKF) was to build up the productive forces which China lacked at the time. While China had a solid heavy industrial and agricultural base, it lacked in other areas. Additionally, thanks to the Sino-Soviet split, China was left largely isolated without much foreign trade. GGKF achieves this by opening the Chinese market to foreign capitalist investment. These foreign investors pour money into China to build factories, ports, infrastructure, assembly plants, etc., etc., in order to take advantage of cheap Chinese labor. The upside of this policy is the rapid accumulation of productive forces. The downside is intensifying internal contradictions (and if you ask my grandpa, the worst thing GGKF did was introducing liberals to China). Billionaires are a symptom of these intensifying internal contradictions.

China is in a nascent, primitive form of socialism: it has a dictatorship of the proletariat lead by a proletarian party. The party derives its power from the people (who make up the vast vast majority of the party). Between 2003 and 2011, the PRC executed 14 billionaires. The anti-corruption campaign also continues to rack up billionaire heads. Corrupt officials who get extremely wealthy from bribes, too, get executed. When Jack Ma tried to step out of line, his company was seized and broken up (ANT group). The state consistently puts its boots on the necks of the bourgeoisie. At the same time, Chinese worker safety, labor rights, wages, overtime, state intervention, etc. are increasing. This stands in contrast to the dictatorships of the bourgeoisie in the west, most notably america. In the usa, the billionaires control the state and thus can get away with anything they want, and not a single one will face tangible punishment, let alone get executed.

As geopolitics shift, material conditions improve, and internal contradictions are resolved, GGKF will be rolled back as China progresses on its construction of socialism. This is beginning to happen. Since the international bourgeoisie have finally realized that China never intended to liberalize and is still, in fact, a socialist state, The DOTBs that they run are working day and night to slander, sanction, and vilify the PRC. The international institutions, which China had to join in order to effect GGKF, will slowly turn against China, using any excuse to try and squeeze them. But it is largely too late. Using the fruits of GGKF, China has eliminated extreme poverty entirely, resolving one internal contradiction. Its productive forces are good enough that it can begin to carry itself without much western IP and capital. I expect the PRC to further crack down on the excesses of GGKF; indeed, several markets have been entirely eliminated via nationalization already.

Here's some nice trivia! mcdicks in China is 50% state owned and its workforce is entirely unionized! Cool huh? In exchange for access to China's massive market, in their never-ending pursuit for higher and higher profit, the bourgeoisie is willing to partially fund the largest currently-existing socialist state. "The capitalists will sell us the rope", as is often said.

Red Sails wrote a great article addressing this question, if you'd like to give it a read.

SN: AZ36

#hazel's press releases #AZ36

[neil-gaiman]

hello mr Gaiman how do you do?

I don't know if you'll see this but I thought I'd share an anecdote:

My ma and I watched Good Omens together, after which I finally read the book (both are delightful).

Thing is, I remembered a while back my ma had to change her car's radio, which was old and had a CD reader but not USB or bluetooth. Before removing it, she checked to see if there was a cd inside, just in case. and out pops... Queen's Greatest Hits!

So, while she did not remember playing this cd in her car, she goes oh well, I'll put it back in its box. she was sad to see the cd looked kinda scratched, since we're usually pretty careful.

Anyways, she goes, finds our Queen's Greatest Hits cd box, opens it and inside she finds... our Queen cd!! so now we have 2 of them

We have no idea where the second one came from, but after reading Good Omens I think I have a theory... any thoughts? is this a sign of demonic intervention?

One of those moments where I wish Terry Pratchett was alive, to send it to him...

[kissitbttr]

a sweet moment of frat!miguel and muñeca that we rarely get to see

to miguel, relationships are complex.

he’s not built for one and never meant to. the idea of having to commit to one person when he still wants to have fun sounds like a real torture. the constant clinging and demands of going out on dates just enough to make him scowl. like what’s the point of it all? spending money on gifts or valentines dates just seem to be a waste of time.

until she entered the picture. gone were the days where his money were spent on booze and gears.

now, he’s having the ultimate pleasure of spoiling his girlfriend, walking her to classes, stay during cheerleading practice and begging her to stay over at the frat house. all that he did out of consciousness,

even curating the image of what their wedding would look like in the future.

yeah. that much.

the couple decides to have a small picnic at the campus park during their free period. whereas the rest of the students are busy with studying and walking from building to building, these two lovers find the spare time to be with each other.

“i love hibiscus flowers. they’re pretty” muñeca mentions, laying on her side with palm supporting the head. “sunflowers too—much better than a rose”

miguel fixes himself a smile upon his beautiful girlfriend, deciding to mirror her action by laying on his side as well. “how abouut cake flavor, cariño?”

she looks over at him and the sight is making her drool. the shirt that he’s sporting compliments his rippling muscles, not to mention the few unbuttons at the top showcasing a bit of his chest hair and gold chain around the neck.

“are you going somewhere with this?” she questions with a smile, seeing him shrug,

“just asking” he replies, eyes staring intently into hers. “i want to know what my girl likes—because if she mentions vanilla then i’m out”

muñeca giggles, head shaking at the ridiculous assumption. “i would never!” miguel grins even wider hearing the sound of that laugh. “i love red velvet—and anything fruit infused desserts”

he nods, making a mental note on that one. “what if I prefer chocolates?”

“then we can have both” she answers casually, hand sneaking through its way towards the slope of his calloused one. “chocolates and raspberries are good combo, anyway—not white or milk chocolates though. dark is the way”

“that’s my girl” miguel praises, his thumb drawing circles around her skin. “i love this dress on you, by the way—wear it often”

“you say that pretty much about everything i wear miggy!” she smiles, kissing his jaw. “you’re biased”

“is it my fault that my girlfriend looks good in everything?” he asks as if he’s proving his innocence, tightening the hold of his hand around hers, “got the prettiest girl on campus by my side and there’s no way i’m missing the chance to let her know how hot she is”

her cheeks warm at the compliment, looking down momentarily to hide the large grin that’s threatening to break through, “you just want to fuck me” it’s a joke,

“is it working?” he jokes back with a raised eyebrow, earning himself a punch on the shoulder making him grunt and laugh, “caray, ma!—you sure got some strength in you”

“thanks to my handsome linebacker’s workout routine” she winks, curling a loose hair around his forehead,

“put me in a headlock next, i beg of you” he says, and she can’t tell if he’s really joking or serious but she wouldn’t be surprised if it was the latter,

“ugh! you’re so unserious sometimes!”

they both share a laugh after. “okay back to question number—five!” he picks a chocolate covered strawberry with his free hand off the plate and pop it in his mouth. “dream destination?”

her lips curl into a thinking mode and so are her eyebrows, clutching their interlocked hand against her chest. “hmm—bali, malaysia, and rome”

miguel hums, nodding as he looks down. she tilts her head to the side with confusion written all over her face, watching him. “what is this, intervention?”

“what, no. can’t a guy ask his girl a few things to get to know her better?”

“miggy, we fuck at least three times a day, i think we already went past that kind of formalities” she rolls her eyes playfully, seeing how he shrugs innocently and grin. “so? what is this about? first it was about my favorite decorations, second it’s about my favorite dish and drinks of choice and then third, and fourth—“ she trails off, watching the shy smile on his face appears as he avoids her gaze,

“what?” she asks confused, yet his smile is contagious and that makes her smile too,

“just thinking about how everything would look like for our wedding someday”

“a wedding?”

“y-yeah” he scratches the back of his neck nervously, “i’m making notes, you know? i trust them all with you, muñeca—want you to handle everything”

her heart somehow blooms in her chest, gaze softening when he mentions about marriage. tying a knot. living happily ever after. with her.

she feels the little girl inside of her is squealing at the thought of a prince charming asking her for a hand. like ones she read on fairy tales and bedtime stories.

he wants to marry her

upon hearing no response, he feels the embarrassment creeping in as he gulps, his hand trembling slightly at the thought of being rejected. he would probably cry if she told him that she doesn’t see the future together.

“look you don’t—“

“baby” she coos, her hand moving to cup his face. “you want to marry me?”

he feels somehow at ease when he hears the tone of her voice, realizing that he may not look like an eager idiot whom he thought he’d be in front of her, “i do” his response is firm and set. “do you?”

the way he’s looking at her with hopeful eyes makes her wish that they’re both alone right now, just so she could straddle his lap and smother him with kisses. but seeing that they’re not and at a public space, especially on campus, she’s holding herself back.

instead of that, she cups his face before leaning in for a kiss. miguel sighs into her mouth, kissing her back with much more passion as he snakes a hand around her waist. the kiss is somehow becoming more intense and hungry. he then moves himself to move on top of her in swift motion, making her giggle at his enthusiasm.

what’s supposed to be a simple kiss, turns into a heavy makeout session. she squeezes both his shoulders as a gesture to take it easy, not wanting the head of security to catch them in the act. again.

miguel huffs when she pulls away, but the taste of her lips remains to be the reason why a lovesick smile attached on his features.

“of course i do” she replies, “just make sure that the ring is ready after we graduate, o’hara” and miguel will hold onto that. he will buy the most expensive and prettiest ring ever for her.

she swears that the love she has for him is bigger than anything. he had changed a lot for the better and she couldn’t be more proud. miguel had learned so many things during the times he had shared with her, and it would be so crazy to think that she didn’t bring any positive impact in his life.

her existence is the key of him growing. not just love but as a person as well. and he would argue to hell and back with anyone just to prove the point of his gratitude to her will always be bigger than this girl,

none of these two lovers knew what fate had in stored for them. to have a committed relationship with someone wasn’t in either’s bucket list, let alone getting married. but everything seems to have changed.

before this, they didn’t even know each other. there had been a time where miguel didn’t know muñeca exist and vice versa. and there’s some sort of twinge rattle in his chest, knowing that someone else could be loving her instead of him.

he doesn’t like that. at all.

the negative thought that plagued into his mind somehow gets pulled when he feels her soft padded thumb traces his lower lip. his pupils dilating when he looks at her, with the pretty smile that he never gets tired of. seeing that often makes his heart fail to find a steady rhythm.

gaze in her eyes speaks so kindly to him. a look in which helps to remind him that she belongs to him and so does he to her. and miguel finds himself exhale a breath of relief yet once again.

‘she is so unbelievably gorgeous and all mine’

#frat!miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara blurbs

[sejsballads]

After Hours — Sejanus Plinth & Coriolanus Snow

author’s notes: hey, bitches!! i went on a bit of a hiatus. i’m just reposting this fic but thank you to min for inspiring me <333

summary: you hated rich, know-it-alls. your idea of them changes when sejanus invites you over to his home.

tags: oral (f receiving), fingering, soft dom!sej, p in v (unprotected! pls practice safe sex), anal (m receiving), dirty talk, light impact play, and more.

word count: 2.9k

Group projects were the least of your favorite assignments at the university. In fact, you always spoke with the professor in advance to work alone on alternate projects, but your plea fell through this time.

While your classmates searched for possible candidates, you sat at your desk. The mere thought of interacting with another human being gets you on edge. You picked up your items and prepared to leave class when two boys approached you with genuine smiles on their faces.

Coriolanus Snow and Sejanus Plinth. You’ve seen them on campus.

Sejanus was loaded. From his perfectly tailored suit to his polished shoes, it was obvious. Next to the tall brunette, Coriolanus Snow, with his pristine suit, which you can assume was pressed because there were no wrinkles,

You adjusted your satchel. “Can I help you two?”

“Yeah, actually, we were wondering if you wanted to be our partners on the project." Sejanus says in a soft tone, “I know it’s not something you normally do, but we’ll make sure you feel comfortable.”

Coriolanus nods along to Sejanus’s words, “We’ll do more than just add our names to the group project.”

“Fine,” you reply, accepting defeat. “I’m only doing this because it’s required by Professor Click." 

The sun was barely dipping below the horizon as you stood in front of Sejanus’s front door.

You were hesitant to knock because your stomach was overflowing with nerves.

But why? They’re just vain people. You were only here to finish the project, then you can go back to your normal life.

Before you could make your presence known, the blonde boy had answered the door with a knowing smirk. He had watched your skittish nature through Sejanus’s security cameras and decided to put your overthinking thoughts at bay.

“Come in." Coriolanus steps aside to invite you into Sejanus’s home. “Do you want anything? Ma’s food is delicious.”

You shake your head and say, “I’m okay. Where’s Sejanus?”

“In his room,” Coriolanus replies, shutting the front door. "He's already brainstormed some ideas, if that’s okay with you.”

You follow Coriolanus up the grand stairs, admiring the family photos that line up the walls. There were pictures of young Sejanus, his parents, and some candids of him and Coriolanus.

He chuckles. “Sej and I grew up together. His family took me in.”

“That’s nice,” you whisper softly, embarrassed that you were caught staring. “Um, we’re getting close, right?"

As if on cue, Coriolanus rests his lean frame in the doorway. There were academic achievements hung on Sejanus’s walls, along with polaroids of him and Coriolanus.

His bedroom consisted of neutral colors. Strangely enough, it was very Sejanus. From his desk to his bed, it was organized. There wasn’t a hint of mess in sight.

“They’re here,” Coriolanus says. “Shall we?”

It took you a second to register that Coriolanus was talking to you. You hated the way your cheeks heated up as you realized you were distracted by soaking in the details of Sejanus’s room. Fuck.

What’s wrong with you?

Were you starting to become attracted to them? If that’s the case, what if you staged an intervention?

Coriolanus places a cold hand on your shoulder. “Do we intimidate you, darling?”

”Don’t scare her, Coryo,” Sejanus warned his friend. “We have a project to finish.”

You wish you could bury yourself right now. The slight flirtatious tone from Coriolanus was enough to make your head spin.

“Fine.” Coriolanus removes his hand. “What are we working on first?”

You were disappointed that Coriolanus’s touch was no longer there. You immediately sit on the edge of Sejanus’s bed to distract yourself with your laptop.

You tried to focus on typing out the possible ideas that the boys were spewing out for the project, but your focus was elsewhere.

You were beginning to picture what it would be like to be fucked by the two of them. Were they rough?

Would they be gentle with you? What were they into?

Your thoughts were running a mile a minute, failing to realize Sejanus was calling out your name. You felt Coriolanus’s thumb on your chin, pulling you out of your trance.

The blonde smirks, “If you want to get a good grade on the assignment, darling, I suggest that you pay attention. You don’t want to endure Miss Click’s wrath."

You tried to open your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You hated the effect Coriolanus had on you, and you’re certain that the blonde knew what was soaking up your attention. Why did they have to partner up with you for the group assignment?

“Sej,” Coriolanus turns his head, his thumb on your chin, “I think we need to teach our partner a lesson on paying attention. Don’t you think so?”

You scoff, “Not by rich assholes.”

You can feel Coriolanus’s hand tighten around your chin at your words, forcing you to look at him when he’s reprimanding you. You noticed his bright blue eyes were clouded with lust. 

“Tell us what you were thinking about, darling.”

Coriolanus left you no room to argue. He was going to make you eat your words, whether you liked them or not. When he looked at his best friend sitting at his desk, he noticed how nervous Sejanus was.

Sejanus preferred to respect women. On the other hand, Coriolanus liked to teach them a lesson until their tears were running down their pretty faces. It made Coriolanus’s heart swell with pride after the girls he fucked quickly learned their place with him.

Sejanus sighs, “I don’t want us to fail, Coryo.”

The tall blonde could care less about failing. They had enough money to pay off Miss Click, but Ma Plinth wouldn’t approve of such a thing. Coriolanus didn’t let the dear woman know all the atrocities he committed with Sejanus. After all, they were still her “babies."

“Sej, she’s clearly enjoying this.” Coriolanus said, a dark undertone in his voice.

“I am not!” You try to defend your integrity, but your damp panties say otherwise. “God, you two are full of it. You’re so far up your fortune’s ass that it has made your skull thick. I bet your parents paid off the headmaster to get you two in there.”

Coriolanus smirked, “Oh, darling, I think you’re just pissed off because you want us.”

Before the brunette could say anything, Coriolanus already had you pressed against the mattress with his body.

His fingers grazed your inner thigh, finding the hem of your skirt. He pushes it over your thighs, finding a damp patch on the front of your pink panties. He finds it all amusing.

Did you wear the pastel pink set just for them?

“You’re getting turned on by rich assholes, isn’t that right?” Coriolanus mocked you.

Sejanus’s gaze landed on you and Coriolanus. He didn’t have it in himself to look away, his hard cock straining against his sweatpants.

You attempt to feign innocence by saying, “Not by you two.”

Coriolanus yanks your pants to your knees, his fingers smearing your arousal all over your pussy.

You gasp at his sudden touch against your pussy, bucking your hips to gain more friction. Coriolanus had other plans with you, though. He motioned for Sejanus to pin your hips to the mattress.

The brunette’s warm hands secured your hips for Coriolanus. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way his best friend teased your aching clit.

Sejanus is almost envious of the way your arousal coated Coryo’s fingers. He slides two fingers along your weeping folds, wrapping his mouth around your juices that glistened with your arousal.

You bury your face into Sej’s bedsheets, refusing to watch what they were doing to you.

The obscene sounds coming from your pussy were enough to make you severely embarrassed.

Coryo’s fingers found your jaw, making you watch him slide a finger past your warm walls. You emitted a soft moan when his finger stretched out your pussy deliciously.

“You’re such a fucking whore,” Coryo growls, speeding up his finger. “You’re this wet from thinking about getting fucked by us, huh? Repeat after me, or you’re not going to like what I’m going to do to you.”

You grasp onto Coryo’s arms and say, “Yes! I wanted you guys to fuck me.”

Coriolanus seemed pleased with your response because Sejanus’s fingers left your hips. You were about to protest when Sejanus’s fingers rubbed your neglected clit. Your eyes fall shut due to the overwhelming pleasure, your hips bucking against their ministrations.

Your mind was reeling from the pleasure you were receiving from them.

Coriolanus took advantage of your pleasure-induced state and stilled his fingers.

“Let her enjoy this, Coryo,” Sej pleads. “We’ve both wanted her for so long.”

Coryo rolls his eyes and says, “She’s been a brat.”

You hate that Coriolanus has reduced you to this. A mess for two rich, attractive men. However, you will stay on Coryo’s good side because Sejanus looked so desperate to have you. You feel Coryo’s fingers resume their assault, curling them upwards to hear your pretty sounds.

You cry out when the blonde doesn’t let up.

Sejanus’s lips find your soft ones, swallowing your sounds. He pushes the material of your bralette to your midriff, his big hands kneading your breasts, while Coriolanus wraps his lips around your clit.

It’s humiliating how quickly your orgasm was approaching, your legs closing around Coryo’s head. With the blonde's relentless thrusts with his fingers and his lips on your cunt, you didn’t have time to warn the two of them.

You writhed in Coryo’s hold, “Fuck!"

Your juices coated Coriolanus’s lips, fingers, and chin. You didn’t miss the slight smug smirk on Coryo’s face, lifting himself off of the bed to tap his finger against Sej’s lips.

The muscular boy is surprised, but he obliges. He closes his lips around Coryo’s fingers, his eyelids fluttering shut as the taste of your orgasm bursts on his tongue.

Coriolanus suddenly replaced his fingers with his lips against Sej’s warm, plump ones. It’s messy.

There was saliva dripping down their chins as their teeth clashed. Coryo can’t help the years of pining he had for Sej, afraid of ruining their friendship. He finally got him, and he wasn’t letting Sejanus out of his sight.

Once they pulled away, Coryo wrenched your jaw open with his hand. He spat into your mouth.

Coriolanus watched as their saliva was swallowed. 

“Good girl," Coryo grins. “Turn her around for me, Sej.”

Sejanus flipped you onto your stomach with gentle hands, watching as Coriolanus quickly got rid of his clothes.

He’d be lying to himself if he hadn’t thought about what his friend’s cock looked like.

It’s long, pale pink, with a flushed tip that’s dribbling with pre-cum. Sejanus had a strong desire to suck him off, but that can wait.

Deciding to put his fears aside, he wrapped a hand around the base of Coryo’s cock. Sejanus spat into his hand, sliding his hand up and down Coryo’s soft shaft.

You decided to let them both have their moment. 

Sejanus guides Coryo’s tip into your leaking hole, slowly pushing him inside. He can feel himself get hard at the sound of his friend’s groans when your tight walls flutter around his cock.

The sight is dizzying. The muscular boy’s cock is hard when he sees your previous orgasm form a ring of your arousal around the base of Coryo’s cock. He couldn’t help himself when it came to his desires. The sounds Coryo was making, his pretty cock, and his pale body just begging to be marked up—Sejanus had to fuck him.

Sejanus cupped Coryo’s face and said, “I want to fuck you.”

You noticed something shifting in the room between Sejanus and Coriolanus. There was a brief moment of mutual interest.

“Okay,” Coriolanus breathed. “Be gentle, alright?”

The brunette nods, pressing a chaste kiss against Coryo’s shoulder. Sejanus lets his spit dribble along Coriolanus’s puckered ass, causing the boy in front of him to bury his face into your neck.

He takes this as a sign to slowly work him open for his cock. Sejanus noticed how tight Coryo was, and he’s patient enough to fuck his ass once his friend gives him the green light.

You had an arm wrapped around his neck as Coryo whimpered into your skin, his hips bucking into your pussy as Sejanus scissored his fingers in his pretty ass. 

Sejanus rubbed his hips soothingly. “Move for me?”

Coriolanus nodded quickly, setting a steady pace to ease the mild discomfort from Sejanus working him open for his cock. Your fingers found their way into Coryo’s platinum curls, gently tugging him down to meet his lips once more.

Once the blonde smashed his lips against yours in a searing kiss, instantly melting into your touch as he began to bully his cock into you, the way Sej is preparing him so delicately makes him eager for him.

Once the brunette saw the first few signs of bliss on Coryo’s face, he added a second finger.

“Fuck,” Coriolanus gasped brokenly. “Sej, please. I need—"

Sejanus knew what his friend wanted. Instead, he opted to fuck him with his fingers until a little plea fell from Coriolanus’s lips. He pumped his fingers again, angling them to find his prostate.

Sejanus’s free hand smacked Coryo’s ass. “Say it.”

Coryo gripped your hips; his voice was strained. “I need your cock, Sej.”

The brunette hummed in satisfaction, pushing his sweatpants down until they pooled around his knees.

Sejanus slowly pushed the leaky head of his cock into Coryo’s hole.

He groaned, his face pressed against Coriolanus’s pale back. Sejanus is gripping his friend’s hips like it’s his life line because of Coryo’s ass gripping his cock like a goddamn vice. He stills for a moment to hold back on cumming inside of Coriolanus.

Coriolanus is fucking you with reckless abandon.

You’re whining into Coryo’s shoulder as he drills his cock into you. The obscene noises are driving you to your second orgasm of the evening. You can tell it’s affecting Coriolanus because he hasn’t removed his face from your neck.

Once the brunette’s hips met Coriolanus’s ass, he began to move carefully. The last thing he wants to do is hurt Coryo, but the blonde is pushing his ass back against him. He released a guttural groan as he matched Coriolanus’s pace.

“I’m going to cum,” Coryo moans breathily, his fingers finding your puffy clit. “Come on, pretty girl.”

You gasped when he rubbed your sensitive clit. Coryo leaned down to latch his lips onto your nipple. “Cum for me, baby. Don’t you want to be a good girl for Sej and me?”

You gush onto Coriolanus’s cock, your head falling back onto the mattress.

The blonde was still fucking you through your own orgasm, chasing his own as Sejanus continued to pound into his ass.

You try to move away from him due to your recent orgasm, but it is no use against Coryo’s firm grip.

You cry out, “Coryo! I can’t—it’s too much.”

Coriolanus dug his fingernails into your hips. “You can do it for me, baby. Are you going to help Sej make me cum, huh?"

You nodded vigorously, your chin tightening around his cock at his words.

“Sej, please,” Coryo groans desperately. “You don’t need to be gentle with me right now.”

You really wished he hadn’t said that, because with every thrust of Sejanus, he was bringing you closer to another orgasm.

When the tip of Sejanus’s cock grazed Coriolanus’s prostate, the blonde kept muttering profanities into your chest. There was drool spilling onto your skin from the way Sejanus was fucking into Coriolanus’s sensitive spot.

Coryo fisted the sheets and said, “Fuck, Sej! I’m gonna—”

He had come into your pussy, some of it pooling on Sej’s bedsheets. Coriolanus slumped against your clammy skin, nuzzling his face into your collarbone.

Not long after Coryo’s orgasm, Sejanus had come inside Coriolanus's ass. A smug grin on his face.

“I like you too, idiot,” Sej says as he gently pulls out of Coryo, pecking his shoulder again. “We’ll need to talk about this later, though.”

As the brunette collapses onto his bed, he notices the way your eyes are shut in bliss while Coryo is on top of you. His heart swells. Sejanus could get used to this sight.

Coriolanus looks up, mumbling, “Sej?”

“Hm?” Sejanus’s eyes meet Coryo’s icy ones. “Do you need anything?”

“I want to be in a relationship with you, Sej,” Coryo admits, grinning playfully. “I’ve always wanted you.”

Sej pecks Coryo’s lips. “We’ll all have a discussion, okay? I promise."

“Not to ruin the moment," you giggle. “But can you two get a room?”

#coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus plinth x coriolanus snow #fic #tbsoas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus x reader smut #sejanus plinth x reader smut

[jungle-angel]

Twelve Little Troublemakers (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: You and Rhett were definitely not counting on having to watch over twelve little rabbits

Warnings: Animal births, parenthood, Rhett being Snow White coded etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse @callmemana @attapullman @sebsxphia @rhettabbotts

The spring sunshine spilled through the windows of yours and Rhett's home and into the room that had become the animal nursery. Rhett lay on his stomach on the soft rug, his arm curled protectively around Clover, the female bunny rabbit who had escaped the property of an infamous Wabang animal hoarder with her mate, Hazel.

You knelt beside him, brushing a loose chocolate brown curl off his face and kissing his stubbly cheek. Rhett purred in his sleep, a broad grin crawling across his face.

"You know I've got a pregnant doe with me right?" he chuckled.

You giggled a little, kissing his cheek again. "Your Ma says if you're not upstairs for dinner in twenty minutes she's gonna beat you with her sandal."

"I'd like to see her try," Rhett laughed.

Very carefully, he picked Clover up and brought her back to the birth box where Hazel was waiting for her. God she was getting big. Judging by the size of her belly, Rhett had guessed that she'd birth her litter any day now.

Upstairs they went to join his parents and Amy for dinner, the smell of roast chicken filling the whole house along with the herbed biscuits, white cheddar mac'n cheese and green beans. But while you and your family ate together, someone had other ideas.

"What the f---? Rhett your little rat's begging for food again," Royal announced.

Rhett looked under the table and there was Alberto, the little black and tan chihuahua dog with his American flag bandana around his neck, ears back and tail wagging like crazy.

"Hey!" Rhett ordered, snapping his fingers. "C'mere."

Alberto's nails scritched the floor as he hurried to Rhett's chair, laying right down near his feet.

"Little guy's spoiled fuckin rotten," Royal chuckled.

"Hey if ya'll were out on the streets you'd be beggin for food too," Rhett laughed.

"Ain't too proud to, son," Royal told him.

The family finished dinner and as soon as the leftovers were put away and the dishes loaded into the dishwasher for the night, you, Rhett, Cecelia, Amy and Royal all settled in for a weekend movie. "The Empire Strikes Back" had always been a favorite of Royal's, one he had watched with the gang of childhood miscreants who had been his friends growing up. You and Rhett had laughed when you found the video tape copy, still with the worn out piece of masking tape on it.

You had been in the middle of the film when Rhett had gotten up to go and bed the animals in the nursery down for the night, when he poked his head back into the basement living room.

"Darlin," he hissed. "C'mere."

You quickly got up and followed him upstairs to the room and sure enough, there was Clover with her little legs sticking up as she licked between them.

"Is it time?" you asked him.

"Yep," Rhett answered. "I'm gonna go scrub in the bathroom. Ya'll wanna go get some clean towels and the supplies?"

You nodded and went to go retrieve whatever Rhett needed. You both gently helped Clover as best you could, but thankfully no intervention was needed. The first little kit was born after about five minutes, a little ginger and cream colored one that you and Rhett had named Thresh. Eleven more followed in his wake, Blackberry, Nettle, Rosie, Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, Thyme, Angelica, Lily and Holly.

The next morning, you could never have imagined the surprised expressions on your in-laws' faces nor Amy's when she meets the baby bunnies for the first time. You and Rhett are adamant that Amy keeps her hands off until she's learned to be gentle. But you and Rhett can't help but be proud, because every animal birth that occurs, you know that it's bound to be successful.

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #amy abbott #royal abbott #cecelia abbott #royal x cecelia abbott #outer range

[aimeedaisies]

Today, Her Royal Highness The Princess Royal and Vice Admiral Sir Timothy Laurence arrived in Colombo, Sri Lanka.

Day 1: Colombo

🌺 At a Welcome Ceremony at Bandaranaike International Airport, Her Royal Highness was received by dignitaries including the British High Commissioner to the Democratic Socialist Republic of Sri Lanka, His Excellency Mr. Andrew Patrick and Minister of Foreign Affairs of Sri Lanka, His Excellency Mr. Ali Sabry.

🧵 The Princess’s first visited the MAS Active Factory, one of the largest apparel tech companies in South Asia to be identified by the UK Fashion and Textile Association (UKFT) as an important Sri Lankan partner.

👚 As President of the UKFT, Her Royal Highness had an opportunity to meet staff and tour the facility to hear more about their innovative designs and partnerships with UK brands.

🎂 Next, Her Royal Highness visited Save The Children Sri Lanka’s Head Office in Colombo. This year marks 50 years of Save The Children working in Sri Lanka.

💗 The Princess had an opportunity to hear about some of the programmes the charity has provided, which have contributed to humanitarian and development needs across the country, including in education, health and nutrition and vocational skills development.

👧 As Patron of Save The Children UK, Her Royal Highness unveiled a plaque commemorating the 50th Anniversary of Save The Children working in Sri Lanka.

🏥 Following this, The Princess Royal visited Lady Ridgeway Hospital for Children to see Save The Children’s Social Emotional Learning Tool Kit Programme, Tilli, in action.

📚 Her Royal Highness met hospital staff who are implanting the Tilli programme which is a play-based, Social-Emotional Learning tool kit that incorporates evidence-based interventions such as games and story-telling to assist parents and teachers in facilitating meaningful child-friendly discussions with children on topics such as trust, consent, bodies and boundaries.

🇱🇰 The Princess Royal previously visited Sri Lanka in March 1995 with Save The Children to learn more about their projects in the country.

Video from Royal Family Instagram story | Posted 10th January 2024

[thiziri]

The Princess Royal and Vice Admiral Sir Timothy Laurence arrived in Colombo, Sri Lanka.

Day 1: Colombo

At a Welcome Ceremony at Bandaranaike International Airport, Her Royal Highness was received by dignitaries including the British High Commissioner to the Democratic Socialist Republic of Sri Lanka, His Excellency Mr. Andrew Patrick and Minister of Foreign Affairs of Sri Lanka, His Excellency Mr. Ali Sabry.

The Princess’s first visited the MAS Active Factory, one of the largest apparel tech companies in South Asia to be identified by the UK Fashion and Textile Association (UKFT) as an important Sri Lankan partner.

As President of the UKFT, Her Royal Highness had an opportunity to meet staff and tour the facility to hear more about their innovative designs and partnerships with UK brands.

Next, Her Royal Highness visited Save The Children Sri Lanka’s Head Office in Colombo. This year marks 50 years of Save The Children working in Sri Lanka.

The Princess had an opportunity to hear about some of the programmes the charity has provided, which have contributed to humanitarian and development needs across the country, including in education, health and nutrition and vocational skills development.

As Patron of Save The Children UK, Her Royal Highness unveiled a plaque commemorating the 50th Anniversary of Save The Children working in Sri Lanka.

Following this, The Princess Royal visited Lady Ridgeway Hospital for Children to see Save The Children’s Social Emotional Learning Tool Kit Programme, Tilli, in action.

Her Royal Highness met hospital staff who are implanting the Tilli programme which is a play-based, Social-Emotional Learning tool kit that incorporates evidence-based interventions such as games and story-telling to assist parents and teachers in facilitating meaningful child-friendly discussions with children on topics such as trust, consent, bodies and boundaries.

The Princess Royal previously visited Sri Lanka in March 1995 with Save The Children to learn more about their projects in the country.

The Princess Royal delivered a message from The King to the President and First Lady of Sri Lanka this evening.

© Royal UK

#BUSY PRINCESS #princess anne #princess royal #tim laurence #timothy laurence #workanne #brf #british royal family

[monaluisa]

Every Song on the Notre Dame de Paris Soundtrack as Memes because I have writer's block again (Act 1: Outverture-Fatalité)

Ouverture:

Le temps des cathédrales:

Les sans-papiers:

Intervention de Frollo:

Bohémienne:

Esmeralda tu sais:

Ces diamants-là:

La fête des fous:

Le pape des fous:

La sorcière:

L'enfant trouvé:

Les portes de Paris:

Tentative d'enlèvement:

La cour des miracles:

Le mot Phoebus:

Beau comme le soleil:

Déchiré:

Anarkia:

A boire:

Belle:

Ma maison c'est ta maison:

Ave Maria païen:

Si tu pouvais voir en moi:

Tu vas me détruire:

L'ombre:

Le val d'amour:

La volupté:

Fatalité:

#notre dame de paris #european musicals #hunchback of notre dame #pierre gringoire

[11queensupreme11]

Adoro como Percy é comparado às pérolas, sua beleza e delicadeza são sempre exaltadas lembrando dessa joia preciosa, Apolo a descreveu literalmente como tendo uma aparência moldada diretamente de uma

é ironicamente adorável que sua cama tenha o formato de uma ostra, fazendo alusão a Percy ela mesma sendo uma pérola, pois pérolas só são encontradas dentro de ostras.

Pensando bem, as pérolas devem ser as joias mais raras e preciosas para o ser humano já que é proibido ir ao mar para coletá-las, outras joias como diamantes e esmeraldas podem ser encontradas e até fabricadas artificialmente mas as pérolas não podem pois duvido que Poseidon deixaria pescar uma única ostra, encontrar uma pérola deve ser mais do que raro e o preço de uma deve custar mais do que uma porção de diamantes, rubis e esmeraldas juntos

Na verdade, pensando bem, a falta de acesso ao mar deve ter prejudicado muito a humanidade, a medicina deve ter retrocedido vários anos em relação ao universo PJ porque dezenas de medicamentos e estudos são baseados no mar e nos seus animais

algo que também seria muito afetado seria o setor agrícola já que sem possibilidade de pesca , países, especialmente países como o Japão que devem depender fortemente da pesca para alimentação, teriam que se concentrar na criação de animais e nas plantações, uma grande parte do território do país teria que ser reservada exclusivamente para alimentar sua população e isso poderia fazer com que o país o desenvolvimento fosse prejudicado, uma vez que grande parte dele teria que permanecer intocado sem se deixar evoluir, as terras destinadas à agricultura deveriam estar esgotadas e pobres em nutrientes devido à procura constante.

Seria especialmente pior para um país mais pequeno, uma vez que uma parte considerável dele seria reservado apenas para culturas e pecuária, afetando assim o tamanho da população que não conseguia se reproduzir muito, este seria um bom motivo (além dos óbvios massacres anuais devido ao humor inconstante dos deuses) para o mundo ROR população seja tão pequena em comparação com a população mundial da PJ

google translate froze for a bit when i tried to translate this LMAOO 💀💀💀

here's the translation for anyone curious

OH I LOVE THIS ANALYSIS

did you know that most of the pearl-related jewelry sold at stores are cultured pearls?? as in, pearls grown in pearl farms through human intervention? natural pearls grow in the wild (as in, actually in the seas/oceans) and are EXTREMELY rare and becoming rarer every year. because of this, they are usually 10x more expensive than cultured pearls we see in stores.

^ and that's in OUR universe (or pjo universe), so imagine how much more expensive pearls are in ror verse 💀💀💀💀

which makes apollo's compliment towards percy's beauty 100000x more flattering, not that she's even aware of it cuz she's so used to seeing a bunch of rich ppl walk around new york dripping in pearls. hell, even maria di angelo had one in that flashback scene in tlo 😂😂😂

imagine poseidon finding out that people in her og universe are walking around with PEARL jewelry, he'd be so pissed like "that does NOT belong to you, filthy mortals 😠🔱"

i thought about the agriculture thing (specifically most asian countries that rely on seafood), BUT I HADN'T EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT THE REPERCUSSIONS ON MEDICINE????

but YES you are so right, now that i'm thinking about it, ror universe population (in midgard at least) is probably sooo small compared to the pjo verse 😭😭😭😭

(but hey, at least there's no overpopulation issue like what we're having)

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

[thesmallestmanwhoeverlived]

wtFOCK Anaïs: locations

Episode 1

Anaïs and her dad’s house: Loft O (300 sqm), Sint-Michielskaai 41 First party: Club Capital, Rubenslei 37 School: Kunstkaai, Cadixstraat 2 (please don’t enter the school just because the gates are open though) Anaïs and Hanne looking for Anaïs's bike: Hanne’s job: Mokkakapot, Sergeyselsstraat 2 Anaïs’s job: Foodbar Basiel, Uitbreidingstraat 2 Regular café: Bar Brul, Karel de Preterlei 222

Episode 2

Bobbie stealing a bike: they walk through Van Noortstraat and Bobbie steals a bike on the corner with Edelinckstraat Frituur where they run away without paying: Frituur Ellen, Gilisplaats 3

Episode 3

Park where Hanne is taking pictures: Speeltuin Boekenberg, Boekenbergpark, Van Baurscheitlaan 78 Nightshop: Nachtwinkel, Diksmuidelaan 26 Bobbie and Anaïs at de Schelde: in the grass behind Koninklijke Liberty Yacht Club, Thonetlaan 131 First kiss café: Bar Bakeliet, Laar 11

Episode 4

Park bench where they meet Noah: Stadspark, Rubenslei

Episode 5

Conversation with Otis: Schengenplein First joint: Jij bent zo mooi: Dokmarkt, Napoleonkaai Record store: Djingel Djangel, Bordeauxstraat 7a, bus 0.1 Getting the scooter: Scooter clip starts at: Toneelhuis, Komedieplaats 18 Crossing red light: they turn left at ICI PARIS XL, Huidevettersstraat 53

Episode 6

Hiding from the cops: Plantentuin (Den Botaniek), Leopoldstraat 24 Sunday before Otis's birthday party: Outside of the café Park where Hanne throws away Bobbie's weed: Bobbie's house:

Episode 7

Hospital: Lunch outside: Wednesday weed clip:

Episode 8

Intervention in the park: Boekenbergpark, Unitaslaan Cursed club:

Episode 9

Anaïs confessing to Hanne: Prieel, Rivierenhof Boxing: Friends party:

Episode 10

Bridge where Anaïs finds Bobbie: Ponton, Linkeroever Bobbie confessing to Hanne: Stadspark, Rubenslei Final clip: Museum aan de Stroom (MAS), Hanzestedenplaats 1

Extra

Promo picture with Bobbie’s arms around Anaïs: Nassaubrug

#will update if i find out some more #or if anyone knows one let me know please thanks #the links take you to google maps :)) #couldn't make a list on there because apparently then everyone can see my full name + picture and don't want that #oh and please let me know if you visit antwerp #i’d love to know what y’all think of it #wtfock #wtfock locations #anaïs davis

[fuckyeahmarxismleninism]

Los Angeles: May Day march

Wednesday, May 1 - 4:30 p.m.

Gather at MacArthur Park, Los Angeles

We invite everyone to participate in this year's May 1st March on International Worker's Day! Dozens of organizations are joining together to organize this march to defend worker's rights and to demand an end to the Israeli genocide and occupation in Palestine!

The march will begin at MacArthur Park and will end at the Downtown LA Federal Building.

These are the march Demands!

FREE PALESTINE NOW! End the Occupation! Stop ALL US $$$ to Israel

Defend Free Speech & Worker’s Rights to Organize!

Universal Healthcare, Education, Housing for ALL!

Stop LAPD & ICE Terror!

Stop Deportations! Full Legalization NOW!

Abolish Colonial Borders & the US War Machine!

Stop US Intervention in Cuba, Venezuela, Nicaragua, Haiti

≈==≈========

¡Invitamos a tod@s a participar en la marcha del 1 de mayo de este año en el Día Internacional del Trabajador! ¡Docenas de organizaciones se están uniendo para organizar esta marcha para defender los derechos de los trabajadores y exigir el fin del genocidio y la ocupación israelí en Palestina!

La marcha comenzará en MacArthur Park y terminará en el Edificio Federal del Centro de Los Ángeles.

¡Estas son las Demandas de la marcha!

¡Libertas para PALESTINA! ¡Alto a la ocupación! No mas $$$ a Israel!

¡Defender la libertad de expresión y los derechos de los trabajadores a organizarse!

¡Atención sanitaria universal, educación y vivienda para TODOS!

¡Alto al terrorismo de la Policia (LAPD) y de la migra (ICE)!

¡Alto a las deportaciones! Legalización Total YA!

¡Abolir las fronteras coloniales y la maquinaria de guerra estadounidense!

Alto a la intervención de Estados Unidos en Cuba, Venezuela, Nicaragua y Haití 

#May Day #Los Angeles #protest #solidarity #FreePalestine #immigrants #workers #class struggle #communist #socialism #revolution #Struggle La Lucha #union del barrio

[mbta-unofficial]

Map of New England after the Bakerite wars of 2307-2319.

Charlie Baker, 9th of his name, declared war on the Dunkin-General-hospitals dynasty in boston from his stronghold in Milton MA. This was the first outbreak in hostilities in the region for more than 600 years, since the coup which politically separated the region from their lords in South Anglia, then England. He declared war after the dynasty refused to place him on the ballot, a variety of local democratic ticket. However, his stronghold on the neponset river was quickly breached, forcing a tactical retreat to allied lands in the south. This act which pulled all local eyes to boston, however, prompted a number of local independence movements culminating in a major redrawing of the political and cultural borders of the region. New Hamshire was among the first to arrest the massachusetts diplomats in the region and declare war, hoping to score territory in the north. However, an unpopular peasant levee left them dealing with morale issues as the Massachusetts army quickly advanced and laid siege to the city of manchester. The siege lasted for almost two years, during which time it was renamed Manchingrad after the famous Russian city of stalingrad which resisted teutonic assault for years in the early 20th century and was the turning point in the second war of american supremacy. Over time, the entire region adopted the name manchganistan in reference to the famously unconquerable region between russia and india. Springfield MA, which had long depended on Connecticut for trade along the connecticut river, and Pittsfield which had long allied with Albany, quietly seceded without military intervention as the massachusetts forces were directed north.

In order to support its war effort, however, the nation of massachusetts began a protracted campaign of plundering coastal regions as far north as nova scotia, as well as taking the harbors of portland and portsmouth as naval bases to control the north atlantic. Their southern reach was curtailed by a treaty with New York City, which had in past centuries expanded considerably and separated from Neue York, the french speaking region dominated by torontonian influence. However, both parties began to squeeze connecticut for their mutual military advantage. In 2314 a Marquis of rhode island was designated with the objective to move the front as far into connecticut territory as possible, and this permanent mobile border still exists to this day.

[bengiyo]

Cooking Crush Ep 6 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Ten's dad found out about the money Ten's been paying to Prem, and then he went to Prem's house, called him a scammer, and told him to take the money and fuck off. Meanwhile, that super chef has left his show and is helping the school select a trio to send into the competition. Super chef clearly likes Prem, and those shitty bullies are not happy about it. Still, Ten and Prem clearly like each other, and we saw them kiss, but we have to learn today how we got here. Dynamite and Fire also have a conversation in the car I'm hoping to get more of.

I really am such a sucker for a tippy toe kiss.

Poor Ten has no idea about his dad's intervention, nor how genuinely guilty Orem feels about this.

Dish 6: That 'Jub Chai Stew' Makes Me Spend More Time With You

Oh no. They left Samsi to get picked up by the cops. This is not okay.

Okay, Metha went back. I don't have to hate him.

I love Dynamite so much.

Okay, Pang and Metha are really coming through as sounding boards. Both of these boys need to face how they feel about each other, and Pang is correct that Prem should feel no shame about Tem walking into this eyes wide open.

This stew looks really good and now I want to make it.

Oh lord not chicken nuggets.

Welcome back, The Heart Knows.

I love them going on this not-date to extend their time together.

I like that because part of their relationship is Prem teaching Ten stuff, he was quick to correct Ten for saying something rude.

Off has really improved his smolder. This was a solid almost-kiss, and I applaud this show for letting me know they will kiss tonight. I don't feel denied, and appreciate the anticipation now.

Next scene?? Good job, BL.

Oh my goodness this is actually really cute. I love how cuddly and giggly they became after that kiss.

Okay, Ten, I respect you bringing up the kiss early.

LOL, the prof called Chang Ma right out on that crush.

Grandma ain't falling for it either!

I agree, cinematographer, Gun really is that pretty.

Okay, Ten! I like this energy.

Seeing Jane and Fire at the grocery has me thinking about a potential low stakes pregame run Cheum and Boston could have made it OF had more friend content.

Goddamn, first Metha and then Jane. Metha said you need a stern dicking, and Jane said you gotta hide from your mom? None of the friends in this show are gonna let anyone off the hook!

I never tire of the food fantasies. It makes me want to watch Food Wars again.

I absolutely love that this young prodigy is the leader of this group of gays.

I love Pang so much. She is down to clown. Reminds me of a story I cannot tell on the Internet about my own sister.

What is up with all the salt bae jokes this week??

We should keep the hat on Aungpao. I like the look.

I love that Dynamite takes the direct approach at all times.

Next week looks good!

I missed this show. So glad we're back on track. Neo is doing some interesting work as a closeted boy that feels different from his work in The Eclipse. He's about to give Gawin a run for his money now that this is his third time playing repressed.

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