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*covered in blood* I'm literally fine guys. im still funny. Would you like to hear a joke Im going to tell you a joke

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Captain Kathryn Janeway, a rose for you.

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high maintenance

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The Traveller, 1885, James Tissot

Medium: oil,canvas

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“how dare you think it’s romantic, leaving me safe and stranded. cause fuck it, i was in love. so fuck you if i can’t have us.”

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Howdy y’all!

So. Not important who I am. I have a question: has anyone majored (or minored ) in anything medieval? I graduated from University of New Mexico in 2013 double majored in Psychology and Criminal Justice, and… minored in Medieval Studies. UNM has some of the best scholars in the field and it was the director of the institute/history professor that made me fall in love with the era (and him…. He’s British and yeah….moving on) and so I tacked on like a year and a half extra of college to get the minor. Was well worth it and made college bearable. Check the site out and the faculty!! Tell me when you fell in love with the Middle Ages? What genre do you like most? For Me? Arthurian Romances and Anglo Saxon history ! I hated medieval art tho… could have been the professor.

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Welcome, welcome to the Wanting to fuck Wilson club. Mine was flipped. Or maybe at the same time ( attracted to Gunton/Wilson).

Iron Jawed Angels (2004) - Bob Gunton

Here I am watching a historical movie with Bob playing President Woodrow Wilson because of my boner for Gunton.

And because of that, now I want to fuck Wilson.

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woodrowposting is so back

Fecks yeah baby

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Frfffffffrrrrrr okay! Uhm , literally was going to grad school to study this man. I’ll take about him all day.

Wilson listened intently to his cabinet members as he always did while Miss Fraser worked in the background either filing or placing documents to the men as their meeting continued. He was aways attentive to staff meetings but with his gorgeous mistress bending over and showing off her lovely form it was difficult to give 100% of his attention .

They made eye contact and she couldn't help but give him a wink before leaving the room to talk to the chefs and make sure everything was in order for the big dinner.

Woodrow smirked to the wink and had to stop himself from blowing her a kiss when she left. Slightly grateful that he could now fully pay attention he dove back into what needed to be gone over.

Holly let out an annoyed sigh, informing the new chef about the foods Mr. Wilson absolutely could not eat. This of course opened up a slew of questions she knew she shouldn't assume Woodrow's answers.

Entering the meeting room she made her way to the president and pardoned her intrusion before informing him about what the chef had inquired. Woodrow furrowed his brows to the rather asinine question but answered it nonetheless. Holly took then opportunity to lean in and whisper something that only could be assumed dealt with private information regarding his personal affairs. It was certainly regarding an affair: their affair.

"I wish you could feel how wet I am right now l; I want you so bad Woodrow. Watching you in action always makes me so aroused," her voice was but a whisper, low and sultry. Of course this caused the man to quickly clear his throat and dug his fingers into the armrests. "Mmm if only you could sneak away for a few moments." She grinned and stood up straight, and thanked him for his time. This of course made him cross his legs, trying to suppress his growing arousal.

The moment she left the office into the adjacent room he dismissed himself and stated for everyone to take a quick break; he would be back in 15. At that he rushed into the room Holly was in and locked the door behind him. The woman barely had the time to turn around and see that it was him. Before she knew it his hands were her hips and his lips were against hers in a very passionate kiss.

"Woodrow!" She gasped when they broke but quickly returned the kiss, draping her arms over his shoulders. He guided her body to the couch and sat her down and instantly started to hitch up her dress; he was eager to be proven about her claim. He wasn't disappointed when his fingers made contact with her sex and she was indeed completely wet. He groaned loudly and praised her before slipping two digits into her to the hear her gasp and moan in pleasure. He was certain to please make her cum to hold her over until after dinner.

His lips were battling hers for dominance as he continued to finger her. She was only getting wetter and it caused himself to grow completely hard. Woodrow knew he wasn't going to be able to not to make love to her and it was evident his lover wanted more than just his hand as she began to undo his pants. He, too, used his free hand to release his throbbing cock that needed tending to. He groaned loudly against her lips when he removed his working hand to lube up his manhood with her sweet juices.

Watching him do so drove her wild and she begged for him to take her under her breath so no one would hear outside the room.

"Are you ready for me my love?" He whispered with a horse tone, staring down at her as held his cock, wet with her juices in one hand as the other hitched up her dress.

"Gods yes, Woodrow! Please!"

Woodrow moaned to her plea and lowered himself down upon her and guided his throbbing cock inside his sweet, sweet mistress. Holly gasped and shuddered to the sensation; her hands finding his cute arse and held on tight as she helped thrust his cock as deep as he could inside her. God, this woman was amazing and he swore she had to be a siren. With every thrust the woman whimpered and gasped in pleasure. She loved how quickly they had started to make love and was actually surprised he would do so with men right out side the room.

"Yes, yes, yes, more Woodrow! Oh, god," she said under her breath as her lover drove his manhood deep inside her. "More," she begged and Woodrow growled loudly followed groans and grunts as he obliged. Everything she did drove him wild and this his pace and roughness increased. She felt so damn good and he could never get enough of all she had to offer. He quickly slammed his lips against hers in an effort to keep them both muffled so others could not hear their ruckus love making.

Their breathing was ragged and the woman whimpered against his lips about her arriving orgasm. Holly dug her nails deep into his buttocks but had to let go to cover her mouth to silence her screams of ecstasy. When she heard her lover exclaim:"Come for me! Come for me my love," followed by an animalistic grunt she let loose and did just that. Her hands clamped over her mouth and she muffled her cries of pleasure as she came hard for her lover. Woodrow would always follow right after her orgasm; the way she cried out because of him, the way her body would contract around his hard cock, the way her body with convulse with pure pleasure, and the noises she made. He had to bury his face in her neck as he slammed his erection in her one last time, groaning loudly as he released his hot seed deep inside her; completely filling her cervix with his heavy load.

His body jerked as his orgasm rode its ride with Holly's. When her cries calmed down to small whimpers and gasps, she lowered her hands from her mouth and found his head where she ran her hands through his damp hair in an attempt to bring it to hers so she could kiss him in both gratitude and affection. His body jerked a few more times before he was able to pull his head from the nook of her neck and press sloppy but firm kisses to her jaw, cheeks, and lips.

"My love...," he said between shortened breaths, "You've completely undone me. I... i didn't know how badly I needed you." He pressed more kisses of gratification as he gently lowered himself to lay atop her for a brief moment to enjoy his lovers body against his.

"I know my president and what he needs," she said softy with a smile while petting his hair when he laid his head upon her chest as they both lay on the couch. Woodrow nuzzled against her, holding himself as close as he could to her, not wanting to go back into his meetings but rather spend the rest of the day and evening with the woman he loved.

"I love you," she said softly with a warm smile painted upon her face before he looked up with an expression of complete admiration upon his face before he kissed her. After a few minutes of sensual kissing she whispered he better get back to work. He sighed but agreed and she helped him clean up and he helped clean her up in kind. With satisfied smiles upon their faces, they fixed each other's hair and rid the other of their sweat; all the while admiring the other in their actions.

Before he unlocked the door Holly stopped him and pulled him into one last deep kiss, proclaiming her love for him once more and Woodrow's heart swelled with happiness.

"I love you my perfect angel." He whispered against her lips and she smirked as she pulled away so he could tend to his duties. He stared at her longingly before opening the door to return to the meeting room, hoping no one would guess what he had just been doing.

Sometimes I wish there were more specific Woodrow Wilson fanfictions on ao3 and not just him being mentioned in a fanfic or a joke fic. I just want werewolf Woodrow or Woodrow killing other presidents.

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I love that there is a thirst for every president. Not So Cool Cal; his need for Vaseline to be rubbed on his head../ he is all yours anon.

Calvin divorce Grace marry me instead

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Not in a million years. He is totes mine 😂

Woodrow Wilson is mine.

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I have so many Wilson /self insert fics that could be turned into Wilson/reader fics. Ask and I shall share.

Sometimes I wish there were more specific Woodrow Wilson fanfictions on ao3 and not just him being mentioned in a fanfic or a joke fic. I just want werewolf Woodrow or Woodrow killing other presidents.

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😔 she’s talking over my life guys please send help

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I‘m a very observant person. So if you think I didn’t notice, I did. I just decided to keep quiet.