#ravaged

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

this trio is superior

#i never knew i needed them together #until now #more content of them please #give them their own comic series #let them just live their lives together #jason todd #red hood #stephanie brown #spoiler #batgirl #rose wilson #ravaged #batman #dc #batfam #batfamily #the joker the man who stopped laughing spoilers #joker man who stopped laughing spoilers

[bitter69uk]

Born on this day: decadent and charismatic German-Italian actress, model, scene-maker, style icon, “Lady Rolling Stone” and ultimate rock chick Anita Pallenberg (6 April 1942 – 13 June 2017). Pallenberg was an alluring occasional presence in art-y bohemian nightlife in early 1990s London. I recall her DJ’ing at the Horse Hospital once, and coming face to face with her when I opened the bathroom door (“I always need to pee!” she cackled). But before that, buried in the listings of Time Out magazine (in the pre-internet days when it was a dense essential bible that we all relied on), I read about a screening of Pallenberg’s old home movies in East London. It announced she would be present, possibly hosting or emceeing. The venue was a palatial industrial loft in Shoreditch (possibly someone’s apartment), just before gentrification went full tilt boogie there. I sat alone in the back and overheard people conferring that a vintage Cadillac had been dispatched to collect Anita. She arrived late and alone - and sat next to me! Pallenberg – looking just like she did in that 1995 Calvin Klein ad by Steven Meisel with that other ravaged countercultural survivor Joe Dallesandro – radiated elegantly ruined glamour. I never got to meet Nico, but this was a very respectable equivalent. We made small talk. As Pallenberg’s friend Marianne Faithfull describes in her autobiography, “She spoke in a baffling dada hipsterese. An outlandish Italo-German-Cockney slang that mangled her syntax into surreal fragments.” Pallenberg glugged red wine and chain-smoked throughout (there’s a theory she was one of the inspirations for Patsy Stone in Absolutely Fabulous). She also kept up a running commentary on what was happening onscreen (mostly images of herself – clad in Ossie Clark and vintage finery – and Keith Richards in the late sixties cavorting on their jet-set travels). At one point, things turned intimate – a seemingly post-coital Anita and Keef canoodling in bed together. The camera zoomed in on her naked breast. “That’s my neeeple,” she declared in her gravelly Marlene Dietrich voice. I can’t wait to see the upcoming documentary Catching Fire: The Story of Anita Pallenberg. Portrait of Pallenberg by Michael Cooper, 1967.

#anita pallenberg #lady rolling stone #it girl #lobotomy room #the rolling stones #muse #decadence #hedonist #scene maker #rock chick #style icon #ravaged #elegantly wasted #ruined glamour

[foxytoxx]

Ravaged

Words: 962 Pairing: Astarion/f!Durge (DurgeResisted) Read on AO3 Summary: He wanted to finally do some good and change lives. So Astarion became the hero he himself would pray to be saved by oh so long ago. TW: Canon typical violence. Tags: Fluff, Setting the scene. A/N: This idea has been a little brain worm that has been wriggling in my head for a while now, based on one of Astarion's spawn endings. Thank you for checking this one out. This one was rather short, but longer chapter ahead.

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𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

It had been six months since the day they had stopped the Absolute and saved Baldur’s Gate from its tentacled grip. Since then Morella and Astarion had taken to the road, exploring all that Faerûn had to offer. They had used their travels to search for a safe way for Astarion to walk in the sun again, or even cure him altogether. 

A cure had proved itself to be a difficult endeavour, but they had been incredibly lucky to come across a ring of Sun-Walker. 

At first they had thought nothing of the ring, there wasn’t anything exceptional about it. It just looked like an old ring with a small set ruby, but Morella had felt the Weave radiating within. They discovered its magical property by accident. While travelling they had seeked shelter in some old church ruins for the day. As the sun had climbed the morning sky they had been ambushed by a group of bandits. This in itself hadn’t been too difficult of a fight, but in an adrenaline driven last attempt the final bandit had pushed Astarion out from the shadows making him tumble into the rays coming through a cracked wall. In terror Morella had sliced the man’s throat and quickly pulled him back into the shadows. They both looked shocked as he remained unharmed. In disbelief he rose to his feet and reached his hand into the light again. Then ripped his armour off in a hurry and stood once again, arms outstretched bathing in sunlight. Morella could have sworn a tear rolled off his cheek, and she couldn’t help bursting into tears herself. He had worn the ring as a pretty accessory, but since that day hadn’t removed it from his hand.

It had surprised them when Withers’ party invitation had shown up during their travels. Morella had been ecstatic, she had missed the team dearly.

At the party she had stumbled over a chest of letters, all from people they had encountered during their adventure. One stood out to her. It was a letter from the Gur tribe to Astarion. She pocketed the letter until later that night when the festivities had calmed down.

Astarion sat by the river watching the sun rise from its slumber, colouring the morning sky a peachy pink. It was serene. The only noises were either of their drunken friend snoring away the booze or those of the forest waking up. Soft, approaching footsteps broke him away from his daydreaming.

“You are up early, dear.” 

Morella smiled and sat down next to her lover leaning her head on his shoulder. 

“I found something for you. And I figured you might not want everyone around when reading it.” She pulled the letter out from the blanket she had thrown over her shoulders in a vain attempt to keep the morning chill at bay.

He took the letter with a puzzled look.

“Have you read it?”

Morella shook her head, her long silver braid swinging across her back.

Astarion steeled himself with a deep breath before reading. She couldn’t help but read over his shoulder, mentally preparing for all manner of outcomes. She studied his face as his eyes darted over each word. A shivering sigh escaped him. She took his hand in hers.

“Astarion…” 

He glanced over to her, kissed her forehead. Wiggling his hand loose from hers he wrapped his arm around her, quietly gazed back at the sunrise. 

“You know… During our tadpole escapade… I never thought of myself as a hero. I despised it even when others insinuated it.” A smile caressed his lips as he looked back at her. 

“But I’m starting to think the title suits me.”

Morella let out a small giggle.

“That’s what I've been saying for some time now.” She nudged him playfully. 

She let out a small yelp of surprise when he suddenly pushed her to the ground. He was on her in a blink, showering her in heartfelt kisses. 

“I couldn’t have done it without you.” His voice was nothing more than a tender whisper.

“Yes you could. You only needed a little push in the right direction.” She cupped his face, stroking his cheek with her thumb.

“I will take credit where it’s due though, because you are one stubborn bastard.” He chortled at her remark.

“But you are one hell of a beautiful bastard. In every sense of the word.” She pulled him into another kiss, digging her fingers into his curls.

“Oh by the Hells! Honestly, you two are a menace!”

Morella jumped trying to stifle a shriek. Astarion laughed, and sat up, meeting Shadowheart’s green eyes with a small spark of danger. Morella’s face flushed bright red and tried to hide in her hands, cursing under her breath.

“Shit, didn’t expect you up, Shadowheart.”

“My, I didn’t take you for a voyeur, cleric. If you want a show, all you need to do is ask.” Astarion plastered a wolfish grin on his lips.

“Please, Astarion. I’ve heard and seen enough of the two of you for a lifetime. But I came to wash off the stench of booze.”

Morella sat up, beaming. Shadowheart’s frown melted into a smile unable to stay annoyed at her friend. The women stripped down and bathed in the river, splashing and laughing. Astarion watched them. Glancing back up at the sun, he couldn’t stop the warm smile forming across his lips. He felt happy, grateful, satisfied, and safe.

Slipping the letter into his pocket, he made a silent vow to himself. He would honour his now peaceful life by being better. Helping those in need, and Hells, if that meant he could kill all the corrupt evil-doers and monsters in his path… Well, who could be mad at him for that.

#astarion fic #astarion fanfic #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #bg3 #astarion #ravaged #astarion x durge

[skidzzart]

Complete ❤️❤️

#starfire #raven #Terra #jinx #bumblebee #ravaged #teen titans #six fanarts #skidzz’s art

[manderfaye]

#dirty mind #hopeless romantic #ravaged #lady

[samafricanreporter]

Pastor Alph Lukau called upon all Africans to unite, raise voices, and work towards healing the land and bringing an end to the Genocide in Congo. I appeal all governments and call upon all Africans to unite, raise voices, and work towards healing the land and bringing an end to the Genocide in Congo immediately.” — Pastor Alph Lukau JOHANESSBURG , KELVIN VIEW, SOUTH AFRICA, February 11, 2024 /EINPresswire.com/ -- The Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) has been ravaged by a devastating genocide, resulting in the loss of an estimated 15 million lives. In the face of such immense tragedy, it is imperative that humanity does not remain insensitive to the suffering of the Congolese people. Pastor Alph Lukau has emerged as a beacon of hope, offering prayers for healing and actively working towards putting an end to the genocide. This stand taken by Pastor Alph Lukau delves into the urgent need to heal our land, stop the genocide, and appeals the Governments the importance of addressing this humanitarian crisis with compassion and action. The genocide in the DRC has displace the lives of more than 7 million people, leaving behind a trail of unimaginable suffering. It is our collective responsibility as human beings to respond with compassion and action. Alph Lukau's prayers for healing our land and stopping the genocide serve as a powerful reminder that humanity cannot be insensitive to the plight of others. In his Sunday services the general overseer of AMI , Pastor Alph Lukau called upon all Africans to unite, raise voices, and work towards healing the land and bringing an end to the genocide, ensuring that such atrocities are never repeated. Pastor Alph Lukau, renowned for his spiritual guidance and powerful prayers, has dedicated himself to praying for the healing of countries, especially Ukraine, India, Mozambique and Zimbabwe. His prayers extend beyond physical healing, encompassing emotional and spiritual restoration for the Congolese people. Lukau's prayers provide solace and hope to those affected by the genocide, reminding them that they are not alone in their struggle. Through his ministry, Lukau aims to uplift the spirits of the Congolese people, helping them find strength and resilience amidst the unimaginable pain they have endured. His prayers serve as a catalyst for healing, inspiring individuals and communities to come together and support one another during these trying times. """Heal our land"" is a plea that resonates deeply with the African people and the International community. It is a call for compassion and empathy towards the suffering endured by the millions affected by the genocide. Healing the land requires a collective effort, involving governments, organizations, and individuals worldwide." To heal the land, it is crucial to address the root causes of the conflict. The genocide in the DRC demands immediate action from the international community. The staggering death toll of 15 million lives lost cannot be ignored. Alph Lukau's prayers serve as a reminder that humanity cannot remain indifferent to the suffering of others.

#Pastor Alph Lukau #Africans #Unite #Raise Voices #work towards #end genocide #democratic republic of congo #DRC #appeal governments #uniting millions #stop genocide #ravaged #devastating genocide #resulting loss #genocide #immediate action #international community #stagering death #toll 15 million lives #cannot ignore

[naughtyhornyconfessions330033]

I want to be ravaged by a group of women n let them take control of my body in every way I am f22 btw

Go out and make your naughty fantasy become a reality!!

#confession #naughtyconfession #submission #sexyconfession #naughty #goodgirl #femaleorgy #lesbiansub #ravaged

[athenepromachos]

My reproductive parts have just spontaneously exploded....

😳😳😳🥵🥵🥵🥵

#gerard butler #all man #tux #oh my lord #ravaged #mounted and ridden #daddy #all manner of debauchery and lust #bet he knows a thing or two #🍆🍆🍌🍌 #♥️💋♥️💋♥️💋♥️💋

[valxrafics]

source.

#ravaged #hidan #repost since the big caption from og doesnt look good on my blog #will take down if op wants!

[dargeereads]

Ravaged by Naima Simone

 5 stars

These two just had a lot, a lot, of emotions to work through, and they drug me along as they did it! Friends to lovers, or really, lovers to friends, the depth of the feelings between these two is stark and real. They miss it, completely, but everyone around them is waiting on the sidelines for them to figure it out. They don’t easily, they are pretty messy about it, and they take the scenic route, along with lots of detours and roadblocks. Even when it seems like they can get there, they hit another snag. But when they bring it all together, that had me with the biggest smile on my face, because it was all kinds of perfection <3

#Naima Simone #Ravaged #BURNED Inc series #friends to lovers #new release #available now #KU #Kindle Unlimited #book love #book blogger #book obsessed #book buzz #bookworm #bookaholic #bookish #bibliophile #read romance #romance reader #romance books #read #romance #books

[orgasmichumour]

A lady goes to the doctor and complains that her husband is losing interest in sex.

The doctor gives her a pill, but warns her that it's still experimental. He tells her to slip it into his mashed potatoes at dinner. So that night, she does just that.

About a week later, she sees the doctor for a follow-up, where she says, "Doc, the pill worked great! I put it in the potatoes like you said. It wasn't five minutes later that he jumped up, raked all the food and dishes onto the floor, grabbed me, ripped all my clothes off, and ravaged me right there on the table!" The doctor says, "I’m sorry, we didn’t realize the pill was that strong! The foundation will be glad to pay for any damages." "Nah," she says, "that's okay. We're never going back to that restaurant anyway."

#humor #funny #joke #jokes #laughs #laugh #lady #goes #doctor #complains #husband #losing #interest #pill #experimental #doc #clothes #ripped #ravaged #restaurant #damages

[foxytoxx]

I was planning to get the next chapter of Ravaged out sometime this weekend, but after a rough couple of days and a trip to the ER, I got confirmed with a case of tonsillitis... A lot of pain and a lack of sleep have kept me from being able to focus on writing. It's coming, just hold tight!

Thanks 🤍🖤🤍🖤

#astarion fanfic #astarion fic #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #bg3 #fanfic #monster hunter astarion #astarion fanfiction #ravaged

[epicsauce]

friend said "im on some kinda wave tonight" and sent this screenshot that is obliterating my attention span

#god save her soul the boredom is ravaging tonight 😭😭😭 #00 #07 #video games #cruelty squad #insaniquarium #pvz #undertale #cookie clicker

[ditzybat]

just imagining a teeny tiny tim being absolutely devastated about jason’s death, that he manages to get on to dark forums to contact a mercenary for a hit on the joker’s life.

and who happens to be that mercenary? deathstroke.

tim wires money from his (admittedly very high) allowance to slade, who finishes the job within the week — news outlets are going crazy as nobody knows who pulled off such a stunt — bruce is confused, and dick is both grateful, that someone took the bastard who killed his baby brothers life, and angry, because bruce wasn’t the one to do it.

slade however? wants to investigate, someone finally had the gall to order a hit on the joker and he’s a little curious to see who it is.

only come to find a little boy all alone in a big house who spends his nights following around a vigilante in a furry suit.

and, well, slade hasn’t been the best parent, and probably doesn’t know how to deal with an average kid, but who can blame him when he begins to train tim into becoming a mercenary just like him — after all, how else is he gonna defend himself on the streets of gotham when he gallivants around with an expensive camera, a sign basically saying ‘kidnap me!’ strapped to his chest?

so what if the kid becomes robin and uses those skills in the cape? that’s batman’s problem to figure out.

#tim eating ice cream as someone’s artery pops all over deathstroke: you’re so nice mr slade! #slade: maybe i *should* talk to my kids… #dc #dc comics #tim drake #robin #red robin #slade wilson #deathstroke #ravager #rose wilson #batman #dick grayson

[tenth-sentence]

No, maybe Satan had planned it that way, to prevent Mym from completing the consultation, so that Gaea would not be alerted, and the plague would not be halted before it ravaged the Protestants.

"Incarnations of Immortality: Wielding a Red Sword" - Piers Anthony

#book quote #incarnations of immortality #wielding a red sword #piers anthony #satan #planning #consultation #gaea #mother earth #mother nature #plague #biological warfare #ravaged #protestants

[samafricanreporter]

(MENAFN- EIN PRNewswire)

STOP THE GENOCIDE

Pastor Alph Lukau called upon all Africans to unite, raise voices, and work towards healing the land and bringing an end to the Genocide in Congo. I appeal all governments and call upon all Africans to unite, raise voices, and work towards healing the land and bringing an end to the Genocide in Congo immediately.” - Pastor Alph Lukau JOHANESSBURG , KELVIN VIEW, SOUTH AFRICA, February 11, 2024 /EIN PRNewswire / -- The Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) has been ravaged by a devastating genocide, resulting in the loss of an estimated 15 million lives. In the face of such immense tragedy, it is imperative that humanity does not remain insensitive to the suffering of the Congolese people. Pastor Alph Lukau has emerged as a beacon of hope, offering prayers for healing and actively working towards putting an end to the genocide. This stand taken by Pastor Alph Lukau delves into the urgent need to heal our land , stop the genocide, and appeals the Governments the importance of addressing this humanitarian crisis with compassion and action.

#Pastor Alph Lukau #Africans #Unite #Raise Voice #Work Towards #Healing Land #Bring End #Congo #Appeal Governments #Call #stop genocide #Congo democratic republic #ravaged #devastating loss #estimated #15 million lives #immense tragedy #humanity sensitive #Congolese