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thenightling · 1 year

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I am very disappointed in the people praising the censoring / editing of Roald Dahl's books. Let me tell you a little story. About five years ago I decided to re-visit Treasure Island. I found an unabridged version. I was surprised to discover that Long John Silver had a black lover. Because the book used the term "n--ress" the mention of her was removed from many American editions of the book when I grew up.

Note: I am not saying they removed the N word. I am saying they removed her *all together.* I didn't know Long John Silver had a love interest until I was in my thirties and read an unabridged version of the novel. It revealed so much about the story that I hadn't noticed before. 1. That Long John Silver believed in love despite what was considered a cultural norm of the time. He didn't care about what others considered proper and he was in love. 2. It shows that even Robert Louis Stevenson acknowledged the existence of interracial couples and yet no movie version I can think of addressed this until the TV series Black Sails. 3. It helped remind me of the culture of the era in which Treasure Island takes place and when it was written, the stigma against interracial relationships that existed in America right into the twentieth century and in some places is still a thing. Sometimes books tell us more than just a story. They show us how a world was once viewed. I felt like this was an important discovery, that Long John Silver had a black lover (or wife). And I was even a little angry that I had been robbed of this in previous readings of the book. I think the removal of words like "Fat" and "ugly" from Roald Dahl's books does us a disservice. It "cleans up" the past and denies a chance for us to learn some of the less pleasant aspects of the past and how and why language has changed since then. What should be a teaching point and experience is lost in the name of sensitivity. I felt cheated and it even felt a little racist that Long John Silver's love interest isn't mentioned in many editions of Treasure Island. And I feel that one day there may be similar feelings if people discover they aren't reading the original versions of Dahl's books. Try to remember the original reason Ray Bradbury wrote Fahrenheit 451. It wasn't about an evil government taking away people's blooks. It was about this group and that group getting offended at various titles until they just banned everything to try to make everyone happy.

#Roald Dahl #Treasure Island #Robert Louis Stevenson

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angelsanarchy · 5 months

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N Series CH 4

Tagging: @svgarcaine @icarus-star @romanroyapoligist @tempt-ress @madamemaximoff06 @shady-the-simp @liquidsmoothdomme @auggiethecreator @ethical-cain-vinnel @blacksoul-27

TW: Fucking, P n V, Fingering, Squirting

"Wait, John! Where did my tips go?" Y/n looked for the jar that sat on the countertop.

"You know those have to be split." He snorted.

"I'm the only person working doubles. Who the hell am I splitting them with?" She asked confused and he held up the cash in his hand.

"You know the rules darlin'. I let you work here, you've got to pay me." She hated John. He was a scummy, perverted trash goblin who constantly took advantage of the women who worked at the diner. The one time he made a pass at her, she almost broke his wrist and threatened to cut his pecker off if he ever tried again. Now he's an absolute prick about paying her.

"This is bullshit and you know it." She took her apron off and tossed it on the counter.

"You could always quit. Plenty of broads around here looking for pocket change." Y/n gave John the finger before getting in her car and heading back to the campsite. She must have startled Possum because he ran out of his tent with wide eyes.

"I thought you were a cop...sorry." He admitted. Y/n ignored him and stormed into the RV. Possum stood confused until she burst back out of the RV with a change of clothes in her hands and slammed them down on the picnic table.

"I'm so fucking sick and tired of having to put up with the bastards of this stupid town and making it seem like anyone who wasn't spit out here is some sort of loser." She tore her nametag off her blouse and Possum continued to stand silently, listening to her rant.

"I work really fucking hard to be able to live how I live and all I wanted was to save enough for me to get out of here and back on the road for my next adventure." She kicked her shoes off and started to take her pantyhose off.

"I shouldn't have to work twice as hard because I have goals beyond this place. It's not fair." She started undoing the buttons of the uniform and Possum's eyebrows went up. She peeled the uniform off and stood in her bra and panties now as she raged.

"Why does it seem like I'll never get out of here? Why is it acceptable for perverts to hold the power of a paycheck over someone's head?" She stepped into a pair of shorts and Possum nodded his head.

"Sounds like you had a bad day." He finally spoke lighting a joint.

"I did. I had the worst day and I wanted to quit so bad but I only need another grand before I can get out of here and go where with enough gas." Y/n explained throwing a big shirt over her head.

"I can't help with that but I can certainly help take the edge off." He held up the joint and walked it towards her. She slouched feeling the tension leave her shoulders and Possum smiled, reaching up and pulling her hair down so she was now fully relaxed. Y/n shook her hair out and Possum laughed. She liked to see him smile. She took the joint from his hand and took a long drag of it, stepping back and looking him over.

"How high are you right now?" She asked curiously.

"I'm lucid...why?" He asked equally curious about her questioning. She moved towards him carefully and extended her hand with the joint in it but when he reached for it, she pulled it back towards herself slowly causing him to step towards her. She used her free hand to touch his neck and kiss him carefully. Possum moaned against her lips for a few moments before pulling back.

"Would you object to taking the edge off a different way?" Y/n pitched. Possum moved his lips trying to form words but then made a noise like he was trying to calculate something in his head.

"Are you suggesting that we fuck?" Possum asked casually. Y/n nodded her head and Possum mimicked her nod.

"Yeah yeah that could work." He was the one to grab her this time, taking her by surprise as he kissed her once more. Running his hands up the front of her shirt and gripping her breasts roughly. Y/n felt him backing her into the picnic table until her legs hit it.

"W-wait, the joint." She held it up and ashed it out on the table and put it in his pocket before pulling his vest off. Y/n yanked her shirt over her head and Possum picked her up off her feet by surprise.

Possum buried his face into her tits, still tightly snug in her bra. He sat down on the picnic table and brought her to straddle his waist.

"You don't- you don't want to fuck in the RV?" Y/n asked breathlessly.

"No I enjoy being outside, in nature." He unclasped the bra and let her tits fall into his hands, cupping them and bringing them to his mouth to suckle and bite. Y/n moaned, throwing her back to expose her neck. She could feel Possum hard beneath her and she put her hand down to rub him through his jeans.

Possum stopped abruptly.

"I did this backwards." Possum confessed standing back up and putting her on her feet. She wasn't sure what he was talking about until he started to undress himself. He yanked his shirt over his head and Y/n pushed her shorts to the ground before reaching forward and pulling his jeans to his ankles. He pulled her by the waist towards him as he shuffled his feet now trapped by his jeans and boots. He spun her around to grip the table and pressed himself against her ass.

"Fuck...go slow, I haven't...I haven't done this in a while." Y/n was nervous. Possum's length alone would be a new sensation. He ran his tongue down her back leaving little bite marks on her bare ass cheek before reaching between her legs and feeling how wet she was.

"I won't hurt you. I promise." Possum kissed at her neck, letting his cock rub against her skin before using a free hand to bring his cock to her pussy. He eased in slowly feeling her tense slightly and reaching back to touch his thigh. He cooed in her ear making sure to stay at the pace she wanted him to before he had finally made it most of the way inside of her.

"Fuck you're so big. I feel so full." Possum let his hand fall on top of hers as it rested on his thigh.

"That's a good full right? No pain?" Possum asked making her turn her head to see him.

"God no it feels good. Really good. You can move, please." Y/n begged. Possum took her breasts into his hands from behind and tried to keep a tight grip on them as he started shallow thrusts. He groaned and waited for her to push back onto his cock before he really started pistoning his hips upwards.

"Fuck! FUCK! You're so fucking tight." Possum whined trying to catch his breath. Y/n didn't hide her moans. Possum was right. Fucking outdoors was liberating. She could feel everything all at once and she fucking loved it.

"Fuck, fucking fuck." Possum's pace was becoming sloppy and he pulled out suddenly, making Y/n gasp as he pushed his hand in the middle of her back so he could cum all over her ass, shooting nearly halfway up her spine. He shuttered, stroking his cock carefully, pulling every drop of cum out of himself before using his finger to slide his cum off her skin and onto his fingers. Y/n wasn't expecting to finish but when Possum replaced his cock with his two cum-covered fingers.

"Oh fuck Possum, don't stop." He used this as motivation to spin her around and use his thumb on her clit as he continued to pulse his fingers in and out of her pussy. She gripped him by the shoulders and he leaned against her, letting her pull on his hair and bit his collarbone until her legs started to wobbling and she was squirting down his wrist, screaming. He slowed his hand down, not stopping completely until she put her shaking hand on top of his to halt all movement.

"I've never...I've never done that before." Y/n blushed. She had never actually squirted before or really cum without helping herself along. She blushed and Possum smiled.

"I can show you how to do it all the time if you want." Possum offered and Y/n laughed.

"Right now, I just want the feeling back in my legs first." Possum used his shirt to wipe the cum off her and clean himself up. As they put themselves back together, Possum re-lit the joint and sat down next to the fire he had built early. Y/n walked onto the RV and grabbed a blanket to wrap around herself before plopping down next to Possum with a smile. He silently held out the joint again and she took it, shaking her head.

This was the kind of evening unwinding she wished she had every night.

#Possum #Welcome to Willits #One Shot Series #Tangerine Skies #Tangerine Skies Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #4/9

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4neversanemoments · 1 year

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Finally finished my Visual Novel oc template <3

Here's the charte:

Your Boyfriend:

Ruez, Gege, Ryamun, Miguel

See Thru Needa Friend: Chris,

Glass Mind: Taratalia El Hadj

In Articulo Mortis: Rabii Heisenberg

John Doe: Harlon

Picture Perfect Boyfriend: Taisun

Apples to Ashes: Junie Yun Ju

My Dear Hatchetman: Kiki Grieve

Broken Colors: Lavaliel Salomon

You and Him: Quavious El Hadj

14 Days With You: Razaliel Salomon, Mora

Something's Wrong with Sunny Dayjack: Calian

Cannibal Sweetheart: Cédric "Pastar" Heisenberg

Restart Heart: Envy Ford, Raspberry Sanchez

Duality: Jonah 'Unit' Debari

Would You Stay?: Ress Mundane

Lurking for Love: Marlon Heath

Camp Willow Peak: Paom

Seven deadly Nights: Pakk, Kora, Sunday "Litza" Montesquiou

Let Me Remind You: Deshayes Cooper

Favor: Sameda Debari

Blood Devotion:, Aziz Heisenberg, Riri Quando

I think only the Blood Devotion ocs are missing

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ao3feed-reesefinch · 10 months

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我想有个家

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4JOTlLf

by L_Eclisse

1，庆祝我们的食堂ao3复活＼（￣︶￣）／ 2，标题来自脏手指-我想有个家 3，Resse嬷嬷ooc大作，不喜勿喷，喷我会哭;( 4，内容几乎是做爱和准备做爱，无逻辑无剧情可言

1, Celebrating the resurrection of our cafeteria ao3＼(￣︶￣)/HOORAYA~~ 2, the title is from Oh! Dirty Fingers - I want to have a home. 3, Bottom-Resse ooc masterpiece(yeah which means mine:))), do not spray, spray I will cry ;( 4, The content is almost sex and preparation for sex, no logic and no plot to speak of XD

Enjoy ^ ^

Words: 10441, Chapters: 1/1, Language: 中文-普通话國語

Fandoms: Person of Interest (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: John Reese, Harold Finch, Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Harold Finch/John Reese, John Reese/Original Male Character(s)

Additional Tags: Dom/sub, Sub John Reese, Rough Sex, Bottom John Reese, No Plot/Plotless

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4JOTlLf

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #person of interest #reese/finch #harold finch #john reese #harold finch/john

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qucintly · 2 years

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𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄.

name: Resse Harris.

eye color: Pupils are a Chocolate Brown Color, which is contrasted by the Bold White Star Shaped Pupils.

hair style / color: The style is a pair of pigtails that brush against the tip of her shoulder blades, with bangs that cover the entirety of her right eyebrow. The color? Also chocolate brown.

height: 5′11

clothing style: A comfortable black turtleneck tucked in to a much comfier pair of grey and black striped slacks, which of course, is tucked in to her chocolate brown boot style stilettos. Hung over her shoulders is an oversized bold brown coat that swears to keep her safe.

best physical feature: Arms. The delicateness of each sway in motion assists the hands in gesturing communication towards her partner in conversation. Whether it would be within interrogation, or casual small talk, it isn’t hard for a pair of limbs to dramatize the hand’s gesture for theatrical superiority over intelligence.

𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄.

your fears: “ I do not know. “ ( But she wishes to find out )

your guilty pleasure: “ Questioning the intelligence of my suspects. “

your ambitions for the future: “ To fulfill the promise from my mother. “ ( To die peacefully - and reunite with her )

𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺.

your first thoughts waking up: “ What kind of tea should I have today? “

what you think about most: “ I think of everything equally. “

what you think about before bed: “ How those close to me are doing.. “

what you think your best quality is: “ Intelligence. “

𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻’𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹?

single or group dates: “ I have been on neither types of dates. “

to be loved or respected: " Why not both? “

beauty or brains: “ It is how a person uses their brain that exposes a person’s true beauty. “

dogs or cats: “ No preference. “

𝑫𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼…

lie: “ Only when necessary. “

believe in yourself: “ Always. “

believe in love: “ Love only exists in the media.. as far as I am aware. “

want someone: “ ...Mother and Father. “

𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑬𝑬𝑵…

been on stage: “ Many times. “

done drugs: “ No, and I have no intention to. “

changed who you were to fit in: “ Not on purpose, no. But I have changed. “

𝑭𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺.

favorite color: “ No preference. “

favorite animal: “ Koalas. Despite their cuteness, they have a certain.. venom inside of them that makes them dangerous to humans. They relate to me somewhat. “

favorite movie: “ No preference. I do not indulge in such medias. “

favorite book: “ A Theory of Justice, by John Rawls. “

favorite game: “ The board game Clue. “

𝑨𝑮𝑬.

day your next birthday will be: " January 22nd, 2009

how old will you be: “ Twenty-two I believe. “

age you lost your virginity: “ Once again, such romances are most believable in the media. This also includes sexual intercourse. ..No, I do not watch any of that media either. “

𝑰𝑵 𝑨 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵.

best personality: “ It merely depends. A suspect? Challenging and Confident. A future friend? Mainly Open-Minded. “

best eye color: “ I have no preference. “

best hair color: “ I have no preference for this either. “

best thing to do with a partner: “ I hold no such opinions. “

𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑯 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬.

i love: “ ... the mysterious considerations of mankind. “

i feel: “ ... euphoric for all the reasons. “

i hide: “ ... nothing. “

i miss: “ ... my parents.. “

i wish: “... to wish them well, wherever they are. “

tagged by: @s-talking ( this was interesting!! )

tagging: YOU *grabs you*

#♢ T E L L YOU YOU’RE THE G R E A T E S T ♢ ---> 🔍 IN CHARACTER 🔎#dashboard meme tbt

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years

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"ONE MAN'S WORD AGAINST ANOTHER," Hamilton Spectator. April 24, 1912. Page 10. ---- And Magistrate Believed Constable Burns ---- Convicted Charles Histead of Stealing Clothes ---- Indian Lister Got Off With a $5 Fine ---- "I have tried to keep straight ever since I was discharged from prison last September, but the police keep hounding me and trying to get me in trouble. I have been found guilty of this charge this morning, but its a raw deal, and I know I am Innocent," huskily said Charles Histead, at police court, after he had been found guilty of the theft of a barrel of bed clothing from the Grand Trunk freight sheds.

Grand Trunk Constable Burns said that he was passing the corner of Cannon street and Ferguson avenue about 7 o'clock last Saturday evening, when he noticed Histead carrying a barrel on his back. He thought nothing more of the occurrence until he was informed by Mrs. C. M. Bartlett that a barrel of clothing that had been shipped by her mother in Berlin had not arrived. Detective Goodman was detailed to work on the case, and after searching for two days he placed Histead under arrest at house on Forest avenue.

Hilstead swore that he was not on Ferguson avenue at the time the constable said he saw him.

"The whole case rests with you," said the magistrate to Constable Burns. "If you have the slightest doubt as to the identity of the man he is entitled to it. If you say he is the man then I shall find him guilty."

"I never was more sure of anything in my life. I have known Histead by sight for nearly eighteen months." said the constable, and the prisoner was found guilty and remanded for sentence.

COST THEM $5 EACH John Callahan, 47 Oxford street, and Leonard Mayhood, of Athens. Pa., were fined $5 for being drunk and disorderly. Constable Oliver was the complainant.

PROMISED TO BE GOOD After languishing in the jail since Saturday evening, because he told the magistrate that he secured the foundation of his jag from a stranger at the Opera house with a black bottle, David Daly, an Indian lister, was fined $5 this morning and allowed to go.

J. M. Counsell appeared for Daly's employer, Archie Gow, and said that Mr. Gow was anxious to have Daly go back to work right away. He was a first-class workman and Mr. Gow was willing to put up a bond for his good behavior in the future. Daly stuck to his story about the stranger with the bottle and in imposing the fine, the magistrate handed out a warning that he could not be treated with kid gloves should he ever again slip from the acqua cart.

SENT TO THE HOME George Wilkins, the aged man, who added a touch of pathos to the police court yesterday by his story, was this morning taken down to the jail and steps will be taken to have him placed in the Home for the Aged. Wilkins' story was a pathetic one. But a few years ago he was in the best of health, and by hard work and saving had managed to lay enough money aside for the proverbial rainy day, which comes to every one in the twilight of life, when feebleness, forbids working. Sickness overtook him and laid him low, and lottle by little his little hoard dwindled, until to-day he has but a few dollars left.

"And I am noisy and troublesome, and people could not put up with me. Please put me in a home," he sobbed.

LET THEIR DOGS ROAM Alfred Ress, 323 Charlton avenue west, Bernard Lepaitz, 52 Wilson street, George Calvin. 157 King street east, and Joseph White, 112 Market street, were each fined $10 for keeping "roaming canines."

EXCEEDED SPEED LIMIT Rev. Dean Abbott, Macnab and Colborne streets, was fined $10 for exceeding the speed limit in his automobile, and Stanley Drew, 216 King street east, was unburdened of $5 for neglecting to have one of the lights lit on his gasoline cart.

#hamilton #police court #theft #stolen clothing #police investigation #railway police #drunk and disorderly #fines or jail #old age home #vagrancy #criminalizing vagrancy #speeding #crime and punishment in canada #history of crime and punishment in canada #released prisoner #jailbird

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cffabioblog · 3 months

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Musical Con Aguile en Lira 46 Studios

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Since from the 2 Auditorioum of Lira Street Studios, The Argentinean Singer Luis Aguile sinning "Me Permite Señorita", wearing the Merida's Sword, with a conjunte of couples of dancers dacing the song melody. The Cavernan guy is performed by the great SI Ramón Valdez.

Note: it is the firsth part of the performance in the studio.

Copyrights

Director type villan (Crayon Shin Chan)

Heather

Jim Resse (Clarence)

Miriam Mendelsohn and Tyler ( Turning Red)

Stimpy

Mr. Fumble

Ty Lee (Avatar)

Wee Dingwall

Hiraku Shidou

Cotton Hill (King Of The Hill)

Jon Arbluckle

Ungenio ( Condorito )

Karmi and Hiro Hamada

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tigermike · 2 years

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At about this time in 1775, George Washington directs Nicolson Broughton to take command of the first ship in Washington’s Navy.

The war had just started, and the colonies were figuring out how to work together. Washington was not sure how his army would be supplied, so he tried a few different solutions. One of these was to build a small fleet of ships that could raid British supply vessels. These ships came to be known as Washington’s “Cruisers” or his “Navy.”

The first ship in Washington’s Navy was not so impressive.

It was an armed fishing schooner owned by John Glover, one of Washington’s colonels. The ship was named Hannah, for Glover’s wife. Washington appointed Broughton as captain, and he gave orders that Hannah was to take “such Vessels as may be found on the High Seas or elsewhere bound inwards or outwards to or from Boston in the Service of the ministerial Army.” Hannah sailed on September 5.

Let’s just say that Hannah was less than successful. In one encounter, it seized a ship called Unity —but Unity turned out to be an American ship! Obviously, the incident was a bit of a disaster. The ship had to be returned, of course, but some of the crew resisted and were court-martialed. They wanted prizes from the capture that they’d thought they made.

Another encounter was against the 16-gun ship HMS Nautilus. In good news, Nautilus was not an American ship. But in bad news, Hannah was outmatched—it quickly fled the scene. The schooner was run aground and would have been destroyed but for the staunch resistance of Americans on land.

Perhaps you won’t be surprised to hear that Hannah was soon decommissioned.

After Hannah, Washington commissioned other, new ships, which also sailed under the Pine Tree flag (pictured). Altogether, Washington’s Navy captured 55 prizes in about 6 months. They provided valuable supplies to the American troops, who were then maintaining a siege of Boston.

Washington’s Navy was separate from the first cong ress ional action on this point, which would occur more than a month after Washington’s initial action. The Continental Con gress’s first ship was Alfred. Historians disagree on whether Alfred or Hannah was the first U.S. navy vessel.

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If you enjoy these history posts, please see my note below. :)

#TDIH #OTD #History #USHistory #liberty #freedom #ShareTheHistory

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figureskatingfanblog · 2 years

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Skate Canada 2022 - 2023 Next Gen Team

Men

David Bondar

Wesley Chiu

John Kim

David Li

Grayson Long

Rio Morita

Edward Nicholas Vasii

Anthony Paradis

Aleksa Rakic

David Shteyngart

Women

Abbie Baltzer

Fiona Bombardier

Michelle Deng

Sara-Maude Dupuis

Audrenna Foster

Angelina Grant

Lulu Lin

Justine Miclette

Lia Pereira

Resse Rose

Kaiya Ruiter

Hetty Shi

Rose Theroux

Kara Yun

Pairs

Ava Kemp / Yohnatan Elizarov

Lily Napier / Joshua Dore

Chloe Panetta / Kieran Trasher

Ashlyn Schmitz / Tristan Taylor

Ice Dance

Nadiia Bashynska / Peter Beaumont

Chaima Ben Khalifa / Everest Zhu

Erica Estepa / Nolen Hickey

Sandrine Gauthier / Quentin Thieren

Emma Goodstadt / Michael Barsoum

Kaitlyn Ho / Daniel Yu

Jordyn Lewis / Noah McMillian

Dana Sabatini-Speciale / Nicholas Beulow

Layla Veillon / Alexander Bradys

Hailey Yu / Brendan Giang

#figure skating #national team

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detective-rileynypd · 5 years

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Where time moves too slow.

It's been far too long,

Since I've seen another face

In this empty space.

#John Resse #poi fandom #Person of Interest #POI cast #jim caviezel #i will never forget poi #poi friends

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thaern · 2 months

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Usually the numbers that you save John, you don't look at them as if they were the only reason live

#Person of interest #Rinch #harold finch #john resse #michael emerson #jim caviezel #S5E10 #The day the world went away #poi

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liberation9 · 5 years

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Flawless

#personofinterest #john resse

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angelsanarchy · 5 months

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N Series CH 5

Tagging: @svgarcaine @icarus-star @romanroyapoligist @tempt-ress @madamemaximoff06 @shady-the-simp @liquidsmoothdomme @auggiethecreator @ethical-cain-vinnel @blacksoul-27

TW: Cunnilingus, Cum Eating, Squirting

Y/n woke up in the RV feeling like she had every ounce of stress fucked out of her last night. She didn't fuck Possum with any real expectations but the way he handled her, bending her over the picnic table they had meals at the nights prior, smearing his cum on her back only to use it on her clit to make sure she also finished was...insane. She also had never in her life squirted before. Not with a partner and not by herself. The release she got from that one fuck was enough for her to yearn for go.

She woke up ready to climb into his tent and hop onto his cock but she found he wasn't in his tent. He had already taken off for the day without even letting her know. He even took Opossum with him. She immediately thought the worst. Maybe it wasn't as good for him as it was for her. Maybe she was just one of many fucks along the way in this town. Maybe he just didn't feel the connection that she did.

She pulled her robe tightly around herself and spent the day morning cleaning the RV. She had to work until late so if she was lucky, she wouldn't see him before she headed out and she could avoid him when she got back. Every noise she heard in the woods made her look towards his tent and she felt pathetic. How could she be so caught up after one fuck? I mean he was fun to be around and they had formed a pretty decent friendship but maybe he was just like this with everyone? Y/n tried not to dwell on it as she went to work, still not having seen any sign of Possum.

She was just glad John wasn't working today so she didn't have to be pissed off and overthinking what her and Possum had done last night.

"So you slept with Moose?" Anna the other waitress said as Y/n got lost in her thoughts, cleaning the same menu for the last 10 minutes.

"His name is Possum." Y/n looked up at her annoyed. She knew how the other waitresses felt about the people that passed through the town like Possum. They kept making jokes about her getting tested for rabies and STD's.

"Does it matter? I mean you should really set your standards a little above rodents in my opinion." She said rolling her eyes.

"It's a good thing no one asked you. Besides I don't take advice from people who suck off the boss." Y/n spat harshly.

"You don't have to be a bitch about it! So the guy fucked you and left. Big deal. He's literally homeless!" Anna stormed away, snatching the remainder of the dirty menus to clean elsewhere. Y/n hadn't meant to be so harsh but she didn't appreciate any of these people judging her and the way she spent her free time. She had met a lot of people in the Emerald Triangle who were a lot worse than homeless. They didn't even know Possum like that...although, neither did she.

Pulling up to the RV that night, she panicked slightly seeing the lantern on in Possum's tent. He was back but she prayed he would be sleeping. She turned the car off and tried to quietly get out and shut the door without making any noise. She felt ridiculous almost tiptoeing towards the RV.

"Are we supposed to be hiding from someone?" Possum's voice startled Y/n making her jump.

"JESUS!" She yelped.

"Nope...just me...Possum." He held his hand up with a smile.

"I thought you might be sleeping, I didn't want to wake you." Y/n explained.

"Oh no way, I've spent all day trying to get things together for a sort of thank you for last night..." As Possum spoke, Y/n saw that he had set up little plastic candles on the picnic table with what looked like breakfast foods, a small tray of joints and a case of beer.

"I don't really know how to be romantic but I didn't get to cook you breakfast so I wanted to make up for that. I also hope you liked scrambled eggs because I don't know how to make them any other way." He laughed as he gestured for her to sit down.

"You...did all this...for me?" She was baffled. All day she thought Possum wasn't thinking twice about her and last night but he had literally spent all day gathering things to put together this little candle lit breakfast for dinner.

"Possum, you shouldn't have spent money on this. I know you're saving to get home." Possum took her hands and laughed.

"I'll get there...eventually. I wanted to do this." He smiled at her sitting down opposite her. They ate microwave bacon, scrambled eggs, actual pancakes and cinnamon rolls that were a little burned on the bottom from him trying to create a dutch oven over a fire. He talked to her about how him and his mother loved breakfast for dinner and how they had it often enough for him to make it his comfort meal. Y/n felt touched that he would share his comfort meal with her.

When they finished eating, they sat down next to the fire and passed a flask to one another.

"This was all very sweet, thank you for doing this." She laughed but Possum could tell something was wrong.

"Are you okay? Did you have another bad day? I didn't mean to assume you liked breakfast foods-" He asked concerned and she shook her head.

"Honestly, it's my own fault. I spent all day thinking you just sort of took off this morning. If you hadn't left your tent, I would have thought you moved on." Possum cocked his eyebrow at her.

"Well technically I did but only because I knew it would take me all day to find the right stuff I wanted. Plus I mostly walked." Possum explained hoping she knew that he would never just abandon her like that.

"I don't fuck a lot of people Y/n. Last night was special. You are special. I would never leave without saying anything to you first. You know that right?" He asked and Y/n felt the warmth of his touch and the liquor in her belly.

"I do now." She smiled.

"Plus, I was kind of hoping since I made dinner, you could do dessert." Possum pocketed his flask.

"I don't know that I have anything sweet in the RV..." Possum stood up and extended his hand towards her. She took it slightly confused but followed him into his tent. She dropped down to sit on her knees and he did the same, pulling her into a kiss that was much more precious and careful than what she experienced last night. His hands moved slowly over her buttons, stripping her until she was completely naked and lying on her back. He laid between her legs and parted her lips with his tongue. He made his way down her body, sucking on each nipple, nibbling on the meat of her hip and licking her thighs until he was finally face to face with her pussy.

"This was the sweets I was talking about." Possum said before lapping at her cunt. Y/n's hips jumped and she tried not to let out a loud moan. Possum slid down further like he was taking up residency between her legs, using his nose to bump her clit every time he lapped up her juices.

"Oh fuck Possum." She squeezed her tits in her hands tightly trying not to buck up into his face. She could feel his hands holding onto her hips and she gripped his hair, pulling upward and feeling him moan against her.

"You taste so fucking good." He breathed sucking on her clit for a moment before pressing the tip of his tongue down firmly against it and wiggling it.

"God I woke up this morning...wanting to come in here and ride you until you woke up." Y/n moaned trying not to feel completely overwhelmed but Possum was an absolutely munch. The way in which he ate pussy was like someone trying to eat their way into another dimension, suckling and probing as not to miss a single sweet morsel of her.

"Yeah? Let me make up for missing that then." Possum sat up looking over Y/n's naked body and wiping her juices from his chin as he pulled his shirt over his head. Y/n sat up ready to pounce but Possum stopped her.

"I want you to sit on my face. I'm going to make you cum like you did last night and I want to drown in it." Possum licked her bottom lip watching her blush. He laid down and she got up on her knees unsure of just how this was going to work. He place a hand on her knee and pulled one leg over his shoulders and yanked her up towards his face so fast she squealed.

"It's okay. Just ride my face, I promise I will be okay." Y/n honestly had never done this before but Possum's enthusiasm gave her the confidence to just go for it. The way in which his tongue was able to get so deep inside of her from this angle, Y/n couldn't help but feel clenching in her thighs.

"Oh Possum, fuck that feels so fucking good. No one has ever made me feel this fucking good." Y/n was now fully grinding her hips down, letting him use his tongue, nose, even his chin to give her pleasure. She could feel a hum against her pussy and she shivered. It was his moans and they were sending little jolts to her clit. She could feel Possum's hands gripping her ass pulling her down on him harder, making her hump his face with such vigor she wish she had something to hold onto because she would have ground her hips down harder against him.

"FUCK! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum, Possum" She moaned so loud, throwing her head back, she didn't even realize she was squirting again all over his face. She could feel her own release on her thighs and she tried to move away from his face but Possum kept the grip on her ass, holding her there. She slowed her hips, legs jumping from over stimulation before Possum let her fall to the side next to him. You would have thought he just ran a marathon with how wet he looked.

She reached up to wipe his face and he grabbed her hand to stop her.

"Don't you dare. I'm not sharing." His breathing was heavy but you couldn't wipe the smile from his face.

"Do you think I could return the favor?" Y/n reached down and felt for Possum's cock but he laughed when she discovered that he had already cum in his pants.

"Sorry, I really enjoy eating pussy and yours is by far one of the finest I've ever had toe pleasure to enjoy." Possum explained. Y/n shook her head at him blushing once more but still decided to pull his semi hard cock from his pants to look at the mess. He held her eye contact as she leaned down and licked the cum from his cock making him clench his teeth. She licked his cock clean but knew he would need another shower.

"You taste like something I would enjoy choking on." Y/n whispered before laying in the crook of his arm. He pulled her into his side tightly and took a deep breath.

"You are the best part of Emerald Triangle." Possum smiled at her, kissing her lips so they could both taste on another. That night they slept together in the tent, snuggled up and spooning. Y/n fully planned to suck Possum's cock into hardness in the morning so she could start her day with another ride.

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