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overhorsed · 8 months
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so I never actually wrote about our outing last weekend!
(gonna call my horse T for the purposes of this blog)
it was meant to be a showjumping training day and my most basic goal was to at least ride around in the warmup with other horses which... did not really happen because only one other person was there.
floating - T loaded really well leaving home, was a bit trickier coming back but we got there. with two people it would have been easy but with just me he backs off when I move to shut the bum bar.
arrival - he was a bit prancy when I first unloaded him and walked him around but he was well-mannered and he stood well at the float and ate his hay net. easy to tack up.
riding - by the time I had him tacked up someone else had arrived but parked out of sight, and there was no clear warmup area so I trotted him a couple of circles on the long lead rope make sure he wasn't too spicy and hopped on. he didn't want to walk out of the car park because there was damp ground at the gate 😂
went up the arena and went in because there was no one else around. he jacked up a bit at the gate (because this was his first time in an indoor arena ever in his life) but walked in with no leaps or theatrics eventually. first couple of laps he was twitching at everything from the drag marks to the sound of the footing hitting the boards, but he didn't do anything stupid and after a few laps and trying a trot we did our round of tiny crossrails.
it was a mixture of actual jumps and treating them like trot poles, but I was really pleased with how he focused and didn't spook at anything.
(comment from the venue owner "he's much nicer when he has a job to do!")
walked him around a bit more, then the other person came up and did her round while we practiced waiting patiently (not entirely successful).
she asked if I was happy to go up to 45cm and I was but then immediately started doubting myself because we haven't done much higher than that at home and stupidly I imagined there would still be some crossrails, but it was all either verticals or oxers (nearly half the course was oxers) which again we haven't done very much. also the other girl nominated me to go first, which, thanks.
ANYWAY T whacked the absolute shit out of the first jump but somehow didn't bring it down and that woke him up for the rest of the course. coming in to some jumps (especially the oxers) I could feel him asking "are you sure?" but when I put my leg on he just went "ok then!" and powered over them without ever feeling like he was going to refuse. champion.
(his steering did get a bit wobbly at a couple of points where he went to go the complete opposite way to the course/me so I need to remember to steer more clearly post-jump)
completely missed one distance but it didn't seem to put him off. this was also his first time seeing a combination and he wanted to run out at the second element but we fumbled through and he got better each time.
the other girl went through, then I went back in just to do select fences. I wanted to practice approaching at a canter (which... took a bit to establish with him wanting to be a little wild) so we did a vertical, and oxer, and then the vertical to double line again. no hesitation again and the owner commented that it looked much smoother even though it felt a bit hairy.
hopped off and walked him around for a bit, the other girl went up to 60cm but we called it a day. part of me wanted to try at least one jump at 60cm but he'd been so good the whole day that I didn't want to push too far and ruin it. better to end on a good note.
firsts: time on a float in over a year (oops), time at this venue, time in an indoor arena, full course of jumps, proper jumps with stripes and wings, oxer under saddle (? maybe), combination.
what a trier. I'm so proud of him and how he handled everything.
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track2hack · 2 years
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26.6.2022. Ride 7/100
Spaghetti was actually a Very Good Boy for PC rally today!! Still starting off tense in the warmup but really settled into his work within 15-20mins, even had a few goes at the canter on both reins which he picked up awesome 🤗
He’s really stepped up in his show jumping, we’re slowly introducing fences around 55-60cm and we’ve both gotten so much more confident with it thanks to awesome instruction from our coach, even though he’s still forward and rushy he’s a lot more settled and balanced around the track. Today was probably his best day jumping-wise!
Only suffered a mild concussion and very sore bones showing Ed some of the logs out on cross country, first fence wasn’t great, took off too far out and he overjumped by a huge margin and I went out the side door but we got back on (because at this point I was Fine and had no idea I was concussed 🥴) and trotted thru the water jump and over some more logs and he was brilliant, really nice way to end the day!
Doctors orders say I have to have mandatory two days rest before I’m allowed to get back into doing anything so if anyone wants to put their hand up to come ride the beast they’re welcome to! 🤣
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functionalasfuck · 5 months
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I love how system collapse solidified the idea that while Mensah is Murderbot’s favorite human and ART is its favorite bot, Ratthi is its best friend
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icarus-star · 5 months
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save a horse
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Good morning tumblr.com! Psychic damage be upon ye
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mjlovescm · 2 years
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what about riding rodrick’s thigh please?? (sry english isn’t my 1st language) lov you’re writing!!
Drum Lesson, 🍋 Rodrick Heffley
an: I had this idea before but never got around to writing it. Thank you so much for requesting and reading.
Sitting on your boyfriends lap, you hummed along to your favorite song as you played it on the drums. Or at least attempted to. Rodrick had only given you a few lessons and mostly to Löded Diper songs, but you were sorta getting the hang of this drummer thing. And even though Rodrick himself wouldn't out right agree, you were skilled enough to where his hands could be occupied on your hips and waist instead of correcting you. Or more so, using it as a way to correct you.
Tightly one of Rodrick's hands grip your hip indicating that you had played something incorrectly. You were quick to argue, and he was quick to prove you wrong. He had you replay the song, stopping you as the sound of a mistake hit his ears. Taking your hands into his, Rodrick played with or more so for you. The difference was slight, very slight. So I guess technically he was right. 
“Told you.” He gloated in his “I know music, and you don't” voice, aka his normal voice.
“Shut up.” You told him playfully. “The only reason I messed up was your stupid leg.” 
He didn't say anything, but you could tell he was making that cute confused face of his. 
“Your leg, you keep bouncing it and shaking my body.” You clarify. “It's distracting me.”
“Oh.” He dragged on the word longer than he needed to. 
Wanting to know why, you turned to face him and found Rodrick had his signature smug look on his face. 
“Yea…” 
“How distracting am I?” 
Rodrick had that look in his eyes, that lace in his words to him, you were “distracted”. Scoffing, you rolled your eyes and turned back to the drums. 
“Not like that.” 
“Sure.” Rodrick whispered, dragging the word again, clearly unconvinced. 
Going back to playing, all you could think was how annoying it was when Rodrick was right about things like this. He was your boyfriend so if anybody could tell when you were feeling a little excited it was him, You weren't distracted before, but now you certainly were. And the bouncing of Rodrick's legs and squeezing of your hips weren't helping. 
“Maybe we should take a break.” Rodrick says, words still holding that suggestive tone. 
“And do what?” You ask genuinely. 
“Ya know.” He dances around the idea. “Something to help you relax.” 
A moment later, Rodrick was blasting Löded Diper and you were now sitting on his leg rather than his lap. Easing into his body, you laid your back to Rodrick's chest, his chin resting on your shoulder. You were barely moving, more so thinking about it than actually doing it. It was a tempting thought, of course, but would it really help you “relax”. Setting your inner turmoil aside, Rodrick decided it was best to take this into his own hands. Literally. 
Gently, his fingers caresses your skin, tips finding their way under your waist band before the pads dig into your flesh. A low groan leaving him as his hands squeezing the fat of your hips and thighs. He loved it when you were this close to him, sitting on his lap or on his leg, Rodrick didn't care. The sound burned a small smile of excitement into your face, skin starting to heat up. Continuing his movements, Rodrick stroked your skin before returning to a squeeze, but not releasing his hold this time. Instead, using it to rock your hips backward, the sudden pressure against your clit sending a rush through your body. A whimper slipping past your lips without your control. 
“Come on.” Rodrick cooed. “Stop acting like you don't like it.”
He presses a kiss to your neck, and you shudder at the warmth of his breath and although you couldn't see it, Rodrick was definitely smirking. Ignoring it and him, you rocked your hips again, rougher this time. Deeper. Biting back a moan as the rush returned. 
“Fine.” He gave up momentarily, seeing how fast you and your body were opening up to the idea. 
And more importantly, how much of it you were letting him control. It was his idea after all, Rodrick and his stupid leg were the reason you kept messing up. So why wouldn't he do all the work. Moving back and forth while the many layers between your skin quickly built friction as your clothed clit rubbed against his thigh. Your moans drowning in the sea of Löded Diper's heavy metal as your fingers found their way into his hair pulling and tugging at his scalp, desperate for his lips and tongue found their way to your neck. His mouth is immediate, sucking and ever so gently biting your skin. Wanting more than just the mess between your legs and wobble of your walk to be proof of his work. 
“Fuck Rodrick.” You whispered breaths deepening, shaking as your orgasm approached. 
“No.” He told you with a rasp to his voice. “Not yet.”
You whined as he suddenly slowed your movements, wanting to hear you admit your earlier “distraction” before giving you what you wanted. 
“Okay, okay, fine, I like it.” You caved in straightaway.
“You like what, huh?” He teased you. “Tell me what you like.” 
“I l-like” You hesitated, realizing you really had to say it out loud. “ I like riding your, your thigh.” You rushed it out, “Please Rodrick, I'm so close, please.”
He chuckled, a smirk. 
“Fine, but only because you asked so nicely, baby.” 
His grip tightened, nails digging into your skin as your grinding sped up. His lips met yours, silencing the beautiful noises you were making. In an instant, all the friction you'd built-up came tumbling down as your orgasm took over your body. You took your time with it, overindulging you tightly closed your legs, the pleasure becoming too much to bear, but still you continued to ride Rodrick's thigh. 
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pupcuck · 2 months
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leon porno called goldilocks n the three bears (chris, carlos, krauser) idk tho
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murasaki-cha · 4 months
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I just know Tom Riddle would hate me if I had his diary
Because I wouldn't even talk about irl crushes I'd just be talking about my fictional crushes
Me: *writing down* so I cried over a book boy again today
Tom: merlin's beard, who now?
Me: Wes Bennett
Tom: Seriously you cried over him 2 days ago!!
Me: no that was Alberu Crossman. Come on Tom their names don't even rhyme
Tom: You cry over 5 people a day I can't keep up! Please do you even like someone real??
Me:....yes
Tom: Seriously? Blody hell who!?
Me: .....Aushen Ride
Tom: .....the biker
Me: yea-
Tom: shut the diary now
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dominosbrackets · 1 year
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[ID the smash 4 vs screen with löded diper on one side and mischa on the other END ID]
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YOU ARE A MAN OF WORDS DAVID MILLER
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overhorsed · 2 months
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actually organised a saddle fitting yesterday!
good things : fitter said he has a good topline, and my jump saddle fits him well! vindication for me, since I was the one who assessed its fit, not a professional (don't do that). only suggestion was a half pad with even shims to get a little more spine clearance but it's still ok as is.
bad things: wouldn't load, bucked like a fiend when I asked him to canter (what IS it about his behaviour when I take him out). there's a discount scope day coming up so I think I'll sign him up for that to check for ulcers and get his back lump checked too.
saddles: I haven't ridden in many so I didn't have a lot of opinions beyond "anything must look and feel better than my ancient wintec".
fitter had an almost-new secondhand bates artiste that I loved the look (dark brown) and feel of, but the seat was too wide and dug into my thighs. apart from that it felt lovely, especially when I dropped my stirrups but I'm not spending $4k on something that's not perfect. I still really want to like it BUT the things I like are cosmetic.
then an ideal (? I think, head is spinning a bit after all we discussed) that had the same width problem plus my knees kept catching on the thigh blocks every few strides.
the standard bates dressage also felt like the seat was too wide, plus it felt like I had a heap of material between my lower leg and the horse.
the only comment I did have before we started was that I'd ridden in an Anky and kept whacking my crotch on the pommel, and the fitter said "probably not the PDS then because they're made in the same factory and a very similar style" so OF COURSE I actually really liked the PDS euro, no crotch whacking and it felt super comfortable for the few strides of normal canter we got, plus felt secure for the several crotchety bucks and leaps he threw in (not an opinion on the saddle fit, I don't think, standard nonsense).
also tried a kent and masters but I felt very insecure in it - I haven't ridden dressage length for ages but even so, compared to the other saddles I felt like my lower legs were flapping around dreadfully.
so. looking for a secondhand PDS euro and trying not to think of the cost.
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userlaylivia · 2 months
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@nessa007, @clubglee, @forbescaroline
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diorsbrando · 2 months
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literally claiming this man as my own right now i’m hissing i’m vibrating i’m squirting
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a-daisy-in-the-dark · 22 days
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4/6/24
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soulmvtes · 1 year
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i love you blossom trees i love you green in the trees and the fields i love you spring flowers and light jacket weather
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