#it's XVIII btw

[anjoperario]

1680-1698 european fashions are so under-aprecciated and I think it's a crime. It deserves the hype regency, rococo and victorian fashion gets. listen to me: the vertical and linear long-trained mantua + amplified by the towering fontange lace headdress making girlies look slender? slayed. the hair parted in the centre and puffed out over the head? gorgeous asf, especially in dark haired women.

[lisxdumbr]

Sometimes I will see mutuals reblogging from people I have blocked and it's like "they don't know the many things that have happened in this side story of ours. tragic"

[confusion-personified]

HI YALL!!

So, I have recently had an idea. What if we make a little tarot card deck with our TSP character designs?

It can be your Narrator, 432/TK/Settings Person, hell, even Stanley himself! I don't care! Go wild!

So yeah. Let's just do a tarot card chain! And just so y'all know, I don't really care if there's any repeat cards, just go with whatever you think fits!

And here's mine with my beloved TK as The Moon [XVIII]!!

Alrighy, now with all that said, PLEASE help spread this, I feel like this would be a super fun thing to do! Reblog it! Tag people! GAHH JUST SPREAD IT AROUND!! /nf btw

[misshoneyimhome]

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you (the one after the All-Star) I William Nylander & Auston Matthews ☆

Alrighty, babes! So, based on the poll results and the fact that I've been considering this for some time, I've decided to go for this part 🙈 However, please bear in mind that if you're not keen on delving into anything involving 34 with his funny head shape, you're under no obligation to do so 😉 This side chapter will not impact the main storyline 🤍 And for those of you who secretly crave a 34 x 88 sandwich, I genuinely hope you enjoy this 🤍 💦 BTW this is pure smut!

Warnings; smut 18+, William Nylander x reader x Auston Matthews, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, voyeurism, protected sex (p in v) missionary, doggy/spit roast, oral sex (m receiving), just a lot of Dom!Willy;

Word count; 3.1K

✍︎ Inexperienced!reader x Willy

➼｡ﾟ[I] ➼｡ﾟ[II] ➼｡ﾟ[III.I] ➼｡ﾟ[III.II] ➼｡ﾟ[IV] ➼｡ﾟ[V] ➼｡ﾟ[VI] ➼｡ﾟ[VII] ➼｡ﾟ[VIII.I] ➼｡ﾟ[VIII.II] ➼｡ﾟ[IX] ➼｡ﾟ[(IX.I)] ➼｡ﾟ[X] ➼｡ﾟ[XI] ➼｡ﾟ[XII] ➼｡ﾟ[XIII] ➼｡ﾟ[XIV] ➼｡ﾟ[XV] ➼｡ﾟ[XVI] ➼｡ﾟ[XVII] ➼｡ﾟ[XVIII]

“I'm not ashamed that he wasn't the one Had no idea what we would become There's no regrets I just thought it was fun”

The dimmed lights from the bedside lamps filled the room with golden hue, the shadows of your bodies outlining the act on the walls, as you and William were tangled up in your bedsheets. 

Still high on the thrills and excitement of the All-star game, you were passionately sharing kisses and deep moans, as your warm bodies were connected. 

It was almost unbelievable how much passion the room oozed as yours and William’s tongues danced with each other, while your hands left no skin untouched. Then slowly, William let his pink lips wander from yours, exploring more skin as he traced down your jawline and finding the sensitive spots on your neck. 

Lightly he nipped and bit down to mark his spot, before he let his mouth explore your collarbone, and continuing the journey down to your breasts. Each nipple getting the sensual attention it deserved, while his palm took care of the other. 

William’s touch had you enchanted, completely under his spell, as his lips travelled further south, eventually reaching your needy core, eager to be touched. As you felt your walls pulsating in mere anticipation, you let out a small breath and gently let your fingers trace through William’s blonde locks. 

“Please Willy,” you whimpered softly, and soon you were granted his skilful mouth. 

Moans were unable to be restrained from your lips, as William indulged in your sweet honey, using his tongue to offer pleasure to your bud of nerves, coupled with how he let it explore every part of your sensitive flesh. 

His arms held a firm grip onto your thighs, making sure you didn’t move your hips against him, yet it was hard not to try. 

Feeling your orgasm slowly take form, you let out louder sensual noises, making sure William understood how good he was making you feel. Which only encouraged him to dive in further, enjoying every drop of your aroused juices, as he let himself get completely pussy drunk by you. 

It was hot, to say the least, as you felt the thrilling rush of pleasure course through every vein, blurring your mind, as you closed your eyes and let yourself sink into William’s magical touch. Your hand gripped firmly onto the sheets, emphasising you nearing the peak of a climax, while the other took a hold of William’s hair. 

“Oh yes,” you let out under your breaths, your chest heavily rising and lowering with very desperate need for air. And with the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his talented mouth, you surrendered to the high, letting your mind go completely hazy and your body numb from pleasure. 

It was a feeling no words could describe. The way your boyfriend could so easily have to under his power, and make you feel so incredible, had your mind go crazy. He didn’t even have to do much, except for letting his sweet lips touch and lick you at your sensitive spot. 

Then as he withdrew from your, his eyes darkly looking up to meet yours in a lustful and intense meet, he slowly came to hover you and let you taste yourself on his lips. It was sweet, yet slightly salty taste, but you enjoyed how you shared this intimacy. 

And with a final kiss, William slowly leaned back, looking you deeply in the eyes as he studied your beautiful features. 

“So skön,” he whispered softly, your eyes connected in the depth of the ocean his blue colour provided. “And you’re sure you want to do this?” 

His whisper was almost rough, yet it held a deep tone of sincere desire. 

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to bed. His hand firmly resting in is lap, as his member had grown fully hard by watching how William had provided you pleasure to reach an orgasm. 

“He’ll only get to do as I instruct,” William spoke firmly, as his eyes again met yours. “If he does anything, that you don’t want to, say it.” 

It was the ultimate game of power William had as Auston had joined the two of you for a night in the bedroom. Only this once, would your boyfriend let another man set his hands on you, touch you and please you, solely under his instructions. 

And you had to admit it was indeed fascinating. To see how your William would dominate not only you but also his teammate, all while you were brought to pleasure. 

Gently William rolled away from you, yet not too far, just to rest by your side on the bed while he silently invited Auston to join the two of you on the bed. 

You couldn’t help but glance at the Arizona man who approached you, studying his naked and toned physique, in the soft glow. His face spoke nothing but lust and anticipation, and with William’s permission Auston came to kneel on the bed. And for an intense moment of silent male dominance, William’s eyes were settled on his teammate as he vocalised his rules. 

“Condom, Aus?” his deep voice secured the safety, and Auston merely nodded, his eyes fixated on you. “And no kissing on the lips,” William added, his tone still steady and rough. And again, Auston nodded, showing he understood the clear instructions set by the Swede. 

Then with William again offering his permission, Auston lined his throbbing member with your tight entrance, ready to be filled as William had already made sure you were beyond aroused. Leaning over you, Auston connected his lips with the sweet spots on your neck, where William had just marked you up, as he slowly pressed his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand swiftly found his dark hair, while the other sought the back of his shoulder to hold on to. 

It felt different from William. Everything from Auston’s lips to his hard cock was different, yet you couldn’t deny it brought you pleasure. His cock did make you feel good, though it was thick it wasn’t as long as William’s. Nor did it have the slight curve that always made sure to hit your sensitive spot just right. 

And as Auston gently rocked his hips, letting his length stimulate your inside and hit your sensitive spots, you felt the pleasure once more building up within you. Moans were slipping of your tongue, your breaths slowly growing incoherent, as the teammate increased the intensity of his thrust. 

You almost couldn’t keep your eyes open, yet you forced yourself to keep your eyes locked with your boyfriend’s, feeling the need to have him intimate with you and Auston. 

William’s eyes stared intensely as you while you were being fucked by his teammate, his hand gently stroking his hard member. This was very much better than porn. Here he could watch the girl he loved in nothing but pleasure, all while he could control the scene as he liked. 

“Does he make you feel good baby?” William inquired huskily under his breaths, feeling his own climax slowly forming with every stroke, your moans sounding like sweet music to his ears. 

“Yes,” you managed to speak lightly in between moans of pleasure, as you felt the orgasm about to come closer. 

“Good, baby.”

It was important for William that you felt nothing but good. It was a boundary that had been crossed for all of you, but given Auston’s desire to touch you, William had given it to give. With the condition that he made sure to make you come first. 

And feeling how good you felt around his length, Auston was coming closer to the edge sooner than he’d expected. 

Your cunt was like a paradise for his member. The tightness of your walls hugged him so gracefully, providing him warmth and comfort, enough to get him close to the brim. 

“Fuck Willy, she feels so good,” Auston let out deep breath, as he felt his cock twitching. 

But the instructions were clear. He had to make you come first. 

But as he too felt his own climax slowly approaching, Auston increased the force of his thrusts, trying to send you closer to your peak. 

“Mmm, yes,” you moaned, signalling that you were feeling the rush gradually come closer, yet you just couldn’t quite reach it. 

Sending your distress, your boyfriend had an idea on how to handle it.

“How bout you ride Auston a little?” He suggested with a low seductive voice, to which you nodded. 

Gently Auston then withdrew himself from you, feeling a small sense of relief that he could have some time to manage his arousal and make sure you’d reach your peak before he did. 

Moving around the mattress he rested in his back and you fluently came to straddle him, slowly and seductively sinking yourself on his member. 

Auston tried his best to control himself, letting you take charge, his hands resting in your things as you began slowly rocking your hips, letting his length stimulate shout walls.

“Does that feel good älskling?” William inquired a she studied how you pleased yourself using his teammate. 

“Yeah, he feels good…” you breathed out in between moans. Supporting your hands on his muscular chest, you increased you speed a little, letting the air be filled with sexual harmonies. 

Yet William knew you needed more to reach your much needed orgasm, so carefully, he moved to straddle Auston’s legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back, and began placing kisses on your neck. You feel his hard cock hard and proud against your lower back, as his arms embraced you gently, one palm finding your breast, while the other slowly traced down your belly and let itself settle on your craving core. 

“Tell me what you want,” William roughly spoke, as he bit down your neck, while his eyes locked with his teammate underneath you, though you all knew he was talking to you. 

“I want you to touch me…” you whimpered softly, aching for his fingers to move closer to your pea of nerves, as you enjoyed Auston’s cock inside you. 

“That’s all?”

“Mmm, make me cum, Willy…” Though it was worded as a command, it was spoken as a plea. 

And William was more than happy to obliged. Still remaining his eyes on Auston who was showing nothing much pleasure by your amazing cunt wrapped around him, William slowly began curling your clit, stimulating the 8.000 nerves connecting that send your mind, body and soul closer to the edge.

You felt yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths out of sync and your hips moving faster, eager and determined to make it to the finish line. And with Auston’s cock inside you, massaging your walls and hitting your deep spot, coupled with William’s fingers you were just about to reach it.

“That’s it baby,” William whispered sensually in your ear, yet loud enough for Auston to hear it. “Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are.” 

And with his magical voice, William send you into the high, letting your arch your back against him, as you closed your eyes, lean your head on his shoulder and moaned out in mere pleasure. 

It wasn’t the most intense orgasm you’d reached, yet it was still amazing and wonderful, causing your mind to go hazy and your vision to blur. 

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to calm from the ecstasy and refill your lungs with air. 

It was so hot. Not just the warm, steamy air in your bedroom, but also the feeling of being in between two large hockey bodies. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, not even believing William would have agreed to it. Yet here you were. 

And equally in disbelief Auston was amazed by your body. Naturally he’d imagined you naked a few times, but he’d been sure it would only ever extend to a fantasy. However with William’s permission he was now buried inside you, feeling himself getting closer to a climax as you clenched around his throbbing member. 

“Seems like he’s been making you feel good baby, should we let him come as well?” William then asked, his eyes still focused on Auston as he was suggesting to grant him the relief he was craving. 

Turning your head a little to find William’s features in the corner of your eye in the dimmed light, you nodded. “Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you.” 

And your wishes were their commands. With a light smirk on his face, William then moved from his position, gently guiding you off Auston while you all again repositioned. 

“On your hands and knees,” William instructed darkly, and naturally you did as he said. 

Then with Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his cock once more slowly enter your core, yet this time his thick member hit you just right, causing louder moans to escape you.

“Fuck,” Auston moaned deeply as he felt your walls again hugging tightly. “You feel so amazing baby girl.” 

It wasn’t intentionally Auston let the nick name slip, but with the way you felt around him as he began to slowly thrust in you again, his mind was going wild. He knew he wouldn’t last long in the position, yet he intended to enjoy every single second of it. 

Meanwhile, William knelt in front of you, his hard cock just in high and angle with your mouth. As he softly stroked his fingers through your hair, he intensely met your gaze, his lips parting a little as you slowly wrapped your moist lips around his cock. 

“Mmm, fuck yes…” he cursed under his breath, feeling the heat form your warmth embrace him as you covered his length with saliva and took him further down your throat like he knew you could. He couldn’t help but gulp as he looked at how gorgeous you were before him, looking up through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You’d become so skilled with your mouth, and William had to restrain himself from not choking you out of mere pleasure.

You knew you did him well, though it wasn’t easy with Auston pounding into you from behind, his motions slowly increasing in force and speed, as you sensed he was getting closer to his peak. His firm grip on your hips spoke his signals loud and clear, and as you too could feel another pending orgasm approach, you knew it could bring you both to the brim. 

The softened glow of the bedside lamps cast a golden hue throughout the room, with the silhouettes of your bodies etched upon the walls as you and William were entwined in the bedsheets.

Still buzzing with the excitement of the All-star game, you both fervently exchanged kisses and deep moans, your warm bodies intimately connected.

The intensity of passion in the room was almost surreal as your tongues danced together, and your hands explored every inch of each other's skin. Gradually, William allowed his lips to wander from yours, tracing down your jawline to discover the sensitive spots on your neck.

Gently nipping and biting to leave his mark, he then explored your collarbone before continuing his journey down to your breasts. Each nipple received the tender attention it deserved, while his hand attended to the other.

Enchanted by William's touch, you found yourself completely under his spell as his lips moved further south, eventually reaching your eager core, craving his touch. Feeling your anticipation build, you released a soft breath and delicately ran your fingers through William's blonde locks.

"Please, Willy," you whispered softly, and soon you were met with his skilled mouth.

Moans escaped your lips uncontrollably as William savoured your sweet honey, using his tongue to lavish pleasure upon your sensitive nerves, exploring every inch of your delicate flesh.

With a firm grip on your thighs, he prevented you from moving your hips, though the urge was undeniable.

As your orgasm built, you emitted louder, more sensual sounds, ensuring William knew just how exquisite he was making you feel. And his eagerness only spurred him on, relishing every drop of your arousal as he allowed himself to become utterly intoxicated by your essence.

The intensity was staggering as waves of pleasure surged through your veins, clouding your mind. And with eyes closed, you surrendered to William's enchanting touch, one hand gripping the sheets tightly as you approached the peak of ecstasy, while the other grasped his hair.

"Oh, yes," you murmured breathlessly, your chest rising and falling rapidly, desperate for air. With the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his adept mouth, you succumbed to the euphoria, letting your mind drift into a blissful haze as your body tingled with pleasure.

It was an indescribable sensation. The way your boyfriend effortlessly wielded power over you, leaving you feeling utterly incredible, sent your mind into a frenzy. He hardly had to do much, merely letting his tender lips touch and tease your most sensitive spot.

Then as he withdrew from you, his eyes darkly locking onto yours with a lustful intensity, he slowly positioned himself above you, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. The taste was sweet yet slightly salty, but you relished in the intimacy of the moment.

With a final kiss, William leaned back, gazing deeply into your eyes as he admired your beautiful features.

"So skön," he whispered softly, his eyes capturing yours with the depth of the ocean. "And are you sure you want to do this?"

His whisper held a hint of roughness, yet it carried a sincere desire.

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to the bed. His hand rested firmly in his lap; his member fully hard from witnessing William bring you to orgasmic pleasure.

"He'll only do as I tell," William stated firmly, his gaze once again meeting yours. "If there's anything you don't want, speak up."

It was the ultimate display of power as Auston joined you and William for a night in the bedroom. This was a rare occasion where your boyfriend allowed another man to touch and please you, but strictly under his guidance.

Admittedly, it was a fascinating dynamic to witness. Watching William assert his dominance not only over you but also over his teammate, all while ensuring your pleasure.

William gently rolled away from you, not too far, just enough to lie beside you on the bed as he silently beckoned Auston to join you both.

You couldn't help but steal glances at the Arizona man as he approached, observing his naked, toned physique illuminated by the soft glow of the room. His expression betrayed nothing but desire and anticipation, and with William's approval, Auston knelt on the bed. In a moment of intense silent dominance, William's gaze remained fixed on his teammate as he outlined the rules.

"Got a condom, Aus?" his deep voice ensured safety, and Auston simply nodded, his eyes locked on you. "And no kissing on the lips," William added, his tone still firm and unwavering. Once again, Auston nodded, acknowledging the clear instructions laid out by the Swede.

Then with William's approval once more granted, Auston positioned his pulsating member at your tight entrance, primed to enter as William had already ensured you were thoroughly wet. Leaning over you, Auston's lips found the sweet spots on your neck where William had just left his marks, as he gradually eased his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand instinctively found its way into his dark hair, while the other gripped the back of his shoulder for support.

It was a different sensation from William. Everything from Auston's lips to his firm cock felt distinct, yet undeniably pleasurable. Though not as lengthy as William's, Auston's girth brought its own form of satisfaction. And yet, without the slight curve that always ensured William hit your sensitive spot just right, Auston's thrusts still managed to stimulate you deeply.

And while Auston gently rocked his hips, his length stimulating your innermost desires and targeting your most sensitive areas, the pleasure once again surged within you. Moans slipped from your lips, your breaths growing increasingly erratic as he intensified his thrusts.

You struggled to keep your eyes open, but you forced yourself to maintain eye contact with your boyfriend, craving the intimacy shared between the three of you.

William's eyes bore into you with intense focus as his teammate pleasured you, his own hand gently stroking his hardened member. This experience surpassed any pornography; here, he could witness the woman he loved immersed in pure pleasure, all while maintaining control over the scene as he desired.

"Does he make you feel good?" William huskily inquired, his own climax slowly building with each stroke, your moans serving as sweet melodies to his ears.

"Yes," you managed to utter amidst the waves of pleasure, feeling the orgasm drawing near.

"Good, baby."

Ensuring your pleasure was paramount to William. Although boundaries had been pushed for all involved, given Auston's desire to engage with you, William had consented under the condition that he prioritised your satisfaction first.

And feeling the exquisite sensation of your warmth surrounding him, Auston found himself nearing the edge sooner than expected.

Your cunt enveloped his member like a paradise. The gentle embrace of your walls provided him with both warmth and ecstasy, bringing him closer to climax with each passing moment.

"Fuck, Willy, she feels incredible," Auston exclaimed, his breaths deepening as he felt his member pulsating with anticipation.

But the instructions were crystal clear: he had to ensure you reached climax first.

And sensing his own climax drawing near, Auston intensified the force of his thrusts, aiming to push you closer to your peak.

"Mmm, yes," you moaned, indicating that you were on the brink of ecstasy, yet just unable to quite reach it. Recognising your frustration, your boyfriend devised a solution.

"How about you ride Auston for a bit?" he suggested in a seductive whisper, to which you eagerly nodded.

Almost with a sense of relief, Auston withdrew from you, taking a moment to regain control of his arousal, ensuring you’d come before he’d reach his own.

Shifting positions on the mattress, he then lay back as you smoothly straddled him, slowly sinking down onto his member with seductive grace.

Auston concentrated on maintaining restraint, allowing you to take charge as his hands rested on your thighs while you began to rhythmically rock your hips, allowing his length to stimulate your walls.

"Does that feel good, älskling?" William inquired as he observed you pleasing yourself with his teammate.

"Yeah, he feels good..." you breathed out between moans, your hands finding purchase on Auston’s muscular chest as you increased your pace, filling the air with the symphony of your shared moans.

Yet, sensing your need for more to reach climax, William carefully shifted to straddle Auston's legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back and peppering kisses along your neck. You could feel his proud, hardened member against your lower back, his arms enveloping you tenderly, one hand finding your breast while the other trailed down your belly, settling on your eager core.

"Tell me what you want," he demanded roughly, nipping at your neck as his gaze locked with his teammate’s beneath you, though it was clear he was addressing you.

"I want you to touch me..." you whimpered softly, longing for his fingers to draw nearer to your sensitive nerves, even as you relished Auston's cock inside you.

"Is that all?" William pressed; his tone suggestive.

"Mmm, make me cum, Willy..." Though it was stated as a command, it carried the weight of a plea.

And William was more than willing to comply. Keeping his eyes fixed on Auston, who displayed evident pleasure at the sensation of your incredible warmth around him, William slowly began to caress your clit, stimulating the 8,000 nerves that connected and propelled your mind, body, and soul ever closer to the edge.

You found yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths erratic and your hips moving faster, driven by a fervent determination to reach the peak. With Auston's member inside you, tantalising your walls and targeting your deepest spots, coupled with William's skilled fingers, you were on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"That's it, baby," William whispered sensually in your ear, his voice carrying enough volume for Auston to hear. "Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are."

And with his enchanting words, William pushed you into over the edge, causing you to arch your back against him, closing your eyes and resting your head on his shoulder as you moaned in pure pleasure.

While it may not have been the most intense orgasm you'd ever experienced, it was still extraordinary and delightful, leaving your mind foggy and blurred.

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to gradually return from the euphoria and fill your lungs with air.

The atmosphere was electric, not just due to the warm, steamy air in the bedroom, but also the sensation of being surrounded by two formidable hockey players. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, nor would you have believed William would agree to it. Yet here you were.

And equally astonished, Auston found himself marvelling at your body. While he had undoubtedly fantasised about you naked before, he had always considered it nothing more than a fantasy. However, with William's permission, he was now intimately connected with you, feeling himself drawing closer to climax as you clenched around his throbbing member.

"Seems like he's been treating you well, baby. Should we allow him to come as well?" William inquired, his gaze still fixed on Auston as he proposed granting him the relief he sought.

Turning your head slightly to catch sight of William's features in the dim light, you nodded. "Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you."

And your wishes were their commands. With a faint smirk playing on his lips, William shifted from his position, gently guiding you off Auston as you all repositioned.

"On your hands and knees," William instructed with a dark tone, and obediently, you complied.

With Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his member once again slowly entering your core. This time, however, his thick member hit all the right spots, eliciting louder moans from you.

"Fuck," Auston groaned deeply as he felt your walls embracing him tightly once more. "You feel incredible, baby girl."

Unintentionally, Auston let the nickname slip, but the sensation of being enveloped by you as he began to thrust slowly drove his mind wild. He knew he wouldn't last long in this position, but he was determined to savour every single moment of it.

Meanwhile, William knelt before you, his hardened member positioned just inches from your mouth. As he tenderly ran his fingers through your hair, his gaze locked intensely with yours, his lips parting slightly as you slowly enveloped his cock with your moist lips.

"Mmm, fuck yes..." he muttered under his breath, feeling the warmth of your mouth taking him in as you coated his length with saliva and took him deeper down your throat with practiced ease. He couldn't help but gasp as he admired your beauty before him, gazing up at him through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You had become incredibly skilled with your oral technique, and William had to exert self-control to prevent himself from choking you, succumbing entirely to the overwhelming pleasure.

You knew you were pleasuring him well, despite the challenge of Auston's powerful thrusts from behind. 

Signalling his approach to climax, Auston’s movements gradually intensified in force and speed. His firm grip on your hips conveyed his intentions clearly, and as you felt another orgasm building within you, you sensed that it could push both of you over the edge.

Then observing a small tear trickling from the corner of your eye amidst the sounds of your sweet gagging noises, William understood that you were on the brink of climax again. And so gently, he withdrew his member, allowing you to gasp for air as you were unable to suppress the moans elicited by Auston's fervent thrusts.

"Is Tony making you come, baby?" William inquired seductively, softly caressing your cheek and lower lip as you looked up at him.

"Yes..." you whimpered, feeling your needy core clenching and pulsating, dripping with juices as Auston intensified his thrusts.

"Oh, fuck yes," you heard him breathe out behind you, eager to release himself. Yet, he also desired to prove that he could bring you pleasure, driving his shaft deeper and harder into you while steadying himself with his hands. "Come for me, my baby girl... yes..."

"Oh yes, Aus... I'm coming," you moaned almost embarrassingly loudly, closing your eyes once more as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

And with you clenching firmly around his cock, it only took a few more thrusts before Auston let out a deep grunt, emptying himself into the condom.

Secretly, he wished he could have released directly inside you, but he obediently followed William's clear instructions in order to experience the pleasure of being with you. He was just more than satisfied that he had agreed to the terms. And as he calmed from his climax, Auston couldn't help but appreciate the sight before him: your exposed ass with his cock still buried inside you.

But then, slowly regaining control of your breath and body, your attention shifted to the man before you. Still riding the high of raw passion, you yearned to reciprocate the pleasure your boyfriend, and now Auston, had bestowed upon you.

"Willy... let me make you come," you whimpered, and naturally, he couldn't resist your seductive offer.

"Do you want Auston to watch?" he inquired.

"Yes..."

Although Auston preferred to be directly involved in the act, he couldn't deny the incredible allure of watching you on your knees before William.

The ease with which you took him into your throat, working his shaft with your hand while emitting the sexiest gagging sounds, ignited a fire within him that he hadn't known existed.

Seated once again in the chair, Auston found himself frustrated yet enthralled as he observed his Swedish teammate close his eyes, tilt his head back, and surrender to the waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

In this position, William allowed you to have ultimate control. The way you willingly took him in, allowing yourself to choke on his cock, drooling and gagging, was something he would gladly surrender to any time.

Your beautiful eyes shimmered as you tried to watch him through your lashes, savouring every sound elicited by your actions.

"Shit, baby, I'm gonna come..."

And it was only a matter of seconds before William released his cum down your throat, accompanied by deep moans and grunts.

You relished in every drop he offered, the mix of sweet and salty stickiness coating your tongue as you swallowed with grace. And while taking your time to suck William empty and clean, you offered Auston a quick glance. Then releasing his member from your mouth, you flashed William a satisfied smirk, pleased with how you had pleased your man while showcasing to his teammate just how skilled you could be.

The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming for all three of you.

Auston had fulfilled his deepest desires by being close to you, you had reached three orgasms through the touch of two men, and William had asserted his ultimate dominance. Yet, there was something he couldn't let go entirely.

As he stroked your lower lip after you swallowed his load, he offered you a content smirk. "Du är min prinsessa..." And then, glancing over at Auston, he adopted a more serious tone. "Don't ever call her your baby girl again."

Auston simply nodded immediately, understanding that you belonged to William, and it had been a privilege for him to have touched you.

And after Auston had left the condo, you swiftly snuggled up in your boyfriend's arms. Despite the excitement and heat of having Auston join you in bed, you knew that William's embrace was where you truly belonged.

"Was it good, baby?" he asked softly, his gaze gentle as he studied your face.

"Absolutely, Willy," you replied with a content smile, getting lost in the depths of his blue eyes. "Auston was amazing."

"Good, otherwise I'd have to punch him," he chuckled lightly.

"No need, babe, he did so well."

As exhaustion washed over you, you felt your body relaxing and your mind drifting off. And a smile lingered on your lips as you welcomed the embrace of sleep.

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Suddenly, you gasped sharply and jolted awake. Your body felt hot and covered in pearls of sweat, your core tingling and pulsating with arousal. Sitting up straight, you briefly glanced at your sleeping boyfriend, attempting to control your heavy breathing and shake off the lingering effects of the very real and very intense dream of Auston Matthews.

[pasharuu]

THIS IS THE SECOND PART.

so yeah, a lil technical issue, lets move on.

IX the hermit - waywardness, detachment, self-knowledge. i'll be honest, this is my favorite card of all. i firstly wanted to put Arana here since she fits here well, but she went on the lovers card so there is Arakunti. Arakunti is a literal troll, the man of charisma, using his detachment from people excellently, he is unfairly underrated among others. yet he is hiding in his grove of dreams for whatever reason (fr i dont know). this is where he is on the card btw, but this place doesnt have any red shiny stuff, i added these for the sake of catching the classic scene of this card. AND IT WORKED SO WELL, NONE OTHER BUT RED WOULD WORK THIS GOOD. really, i love how smoothy this card just works, and Arakunti's stare of course. 11/10 best card.

X wheel of fortune - destination, knowing of the higher powers. "the higher powers" is the source song in this case, and these guys are really willing to find out what it is. not even i know... forever a mystery. 7/10, looks appealing.

XI strength - taming the beast, fondness of life. once again, epic card that i dont have to explain, this dude is too popular with people. solid 8/10.

XII the hanged man - the dead end, uncertainty. i already made a tractate about Ararycan that explains much about why i chose him for this card, but for those who doesnt want to spend their time reading that tractate, heres it in a nutshell.

i hate Dottore clone theory. i personally think that once Ararycan used to be a strong lad like he says nowdays, but one day he forgot everything due to casting his powers for something important and since then he is kinda lost, since around that time he as well loses his good friend. that may be why he mentions us being his friends so often, simply because he worships it so much. i find this scenario cute in a way. 8/10, protect my child Ararycan.

XIII death - the end, tendancy to renovation. oops, a bad bad thingie. but in the whole picture, the Marana avatar might be just a symbol of that renovation, it had to be destroyed to create something beautiful after it. 7/10.

XIV temperance - the angel, guidance, reaching the perfect middle. this was the first card i ever drew btw, which is ironic cuz Aramuhukunda was the first aranara. this card kinda differs from other, showing some rather abstract scene, but i decided to just leave it as it is.

Aramuhukunda was sort of a guide for us in the quest, the one who blessed us by giving his memories to Arama and removing the last seal, which was closing the way to Marana avatar - the end of our journey. he also was some really epic dude in the past, giving him some cheers for that. 6/10, rest in peace, small ancient wise vegetable.

XV the devil - the enemy, overcoming internal contradictions. Arashakun because of the meaning, the hilichurl because of the devil. i recall Arashakun called it something like "masked furry demon" which is hilarious. i actually couldnt decide anything for this card for a long time cuz i placed Arashakun in the moon card already, but eventually i understood the potential of this card. 7/10, worked well.

XVI the tower - redemption, a phase of drastic changes. if "death" may be interpreted as a drastic change, then im not wrong with the choice. usually tower also has some defending motives, so shall Mawtiyima be their tower then. 8/10.

XVII the star - wisdom, desire for knowledge. we dont know who the hell is Arakarman, but this lad indeed knows a lot. maybe he is as well ancient, although he still refers to his knowledge as "stories", not "memories". but keeping in mind the fact that he is technically cinnamon, he still might be ass old. however, for now we know very little about him. 7/10, this card looks nice.

XVIII the moon - the rise, changing direction. since i removed Arashakun from here, i had a chance to put my little silly Arakanta somewhere in this deck. however, he is here just because he is lucky, but i dont know any alternative that fits well for this card. Nahida would do, but by the meaning she is not really connected to Aranyaka questline. so yeah i placed Arakanta here just because. 7/10.

AND THAT IS ALL. only three cards left... to the third post.

[vapaus-ystavyys-tasaarvo]

Continuation of the timeline of French history for Les Mis Letters: 1807-1815

Okay I'll be honest, I really do not care about most of the First Empire era, so apologies if I’m just straight up skipping half of the years and making this look really dumb.

Long story short: Napoleon tried to take over the world, managed to conquer like half of Europe, pissed everyone off, then eventually around 1811 or so the French finally started getting tired of the conscription and the endless wars (which had been going since 1792), and... idk, a lot of important stuff happened, but I don’t care. Somebody else can fill these in if they want.

1807

1808

1809

1810

1811

1812: France invades Russia which goes well at first but they get stalled just long enough that winter happens and then it's not so great anymore

1813: France not doing so hot anymore but Napoleon refuses to negotiate

1814: France very much not doing so hot anymore, Paris is occupied by Austria and Prussia and Napoleon finally abdicates, Louis XVIII ascends to the throne, Napoleon exiled to Elba, the Charter of 1814, the congress of Vienna begins

1815: Napoleon escapes from Elba and returns to France on 1 March , reaches Paris on 20 March, reclaiming his throne as Louis XVIII flees, beginning the Hundred Days, the shortlived Charter of 1815, congress of Vienna ends, battle of Waterloo and the end of the Hundred Days, return of Louis XVIII (and the Charter of 1814), Napoleon exiled to Saint-Helena

All of this (except the Saint-Helena bit; he’s still being held in England at this point, I think) happens before The Fall (the next book in Les Mis). So this is where we are now: Napoleon got defeated and the Bourbon royal family came back, then Napoleon came back for a bit and the Bourbons left again, then Napoleon got defeated for real this time in Waterloo and the Bourbons came back again. So now we have the Bourbons and the Second White Terror and France is currently occupied by the allies:

ID: a map of France in 1815-1818, showing the zones of occupation by the various allied forces, notably with Britain holding Normandy, Prussia and Russia most of the rest of the north, and Austria most of the east, including the southeast. Image from Wikipedia.

(If you want to know more about this particular period btw, The Siècle Podcast is a great resource. I mean 1814 onwards specifically.)

[diana9241livejournalcom]

I almost finish Marie Antoniette, the new serie by Canal+.

It's not perfect, basically it's like "Versailles", with the same merits and the same defects, but something is really correct.

Now, for everyone who only saw Coppola's film: Louis XVIII, stiled Count of Provence since his birth, and his wife Marie Josephine de Savoie NEVER had a son. The duke of Angoulême was his brother's son, Charles of Artois later Charles X. Coppola decide to switch the couple but IRL Artois had 3 children, the forth was not his but from his wife's lover.

It was suggested that he was impotent, that he found his wife repulsive and that he was sterile. It seems that Marie Josephine had a miscarriage but it was never rooved 'cause she often faked a pregnancy. It was later suggested that he was gay and he couldn't have sex with his wife, and any other women who claimed to be his mistress. Zoe Talon, the last "mistress" wrote in her memoirs that the king loved inhaled snuff from her breasts but nothing more. During the same years Louis XVII wrote "Adieu my dear son, tu es l'unique que j'aime " ( you are the only man that I love ) to Gaston de Levis, 39 years younger than him and the only Louis XVIII's favourite we know.

And... Marie Josephine was a closeted lesbian, she had two important relationship whit women, madame de Balbi who was his husband's allegendly mistress but she claimed that they never had intercourses; and madame de Gourbillon, whose letters from the countes were "stolen" during the Restauration.

So the serie shows the pair menthal synchronicity but physically... a disaster and this is ocrrect. Sadly we havent's enough hints to suggest they were a gay man married with a lesbian but it perfectley showed that he was phisically repulsed by her. And a fake pregnacy.

From the last episode, btw the french version is better 'cause the word used is "impotence" who can be use like a political impotence and a physical impotence too.

Btw2, I know, Jack Archer did a really good job but provence was very fat since his childhood, I know

Btw3, green was Artois's color, not Provence but they erased Artois and also green is a color associeted with envy

[themightyaliendwarf]

Future of the Vampire Chronicles the series

First of all, this show proved me wrong in so many ways that I'm unable to count them all. To put it mildly, I adore it - and that's something I'm not always so keen on saying when it comes to works, that change the original so much.

This time, however, I think they handled it beautifully and, yes, while the overall atmosphere is different, I don't this the story suffers because of it. Even the massive change in Claudia's character - I don't mind it. I'm honestly stunned to be saying that.

With season 2 already being confirmed, I have a couple of thoughts, I'd like to share. BTW. spoilers for Interview, Vampire Lestat and Queen of the Damned are below:

According to Anne Rice (RIP), Louis wasn't a reliable narrator, but Lestat was. Based on that, I wonder whether we will get, sometime in the future, more of Lestat's POV. For example, we know scriptwriters are taking big chunks from the second novel in which Lestat says he would only hunt "the bad guys". Louis's recollection still doesn't seem to acknowledge that, so I wonder how truthful he is.

Obviously, it does seem Louis and Claudia are going to go to Europe in season 2. How much do you think WWII will affect their journey. Will they use it as a point for struggle? Will showrunners be using this unnecessary bloodshed as a plot point? I think they are absolutely going to because otherwise, they could have moved their departure to the 1920s since Berlin before the Nazi takeover was a capital of queer culture. I'm kinda sad they don't have a chance to explore this fascinating period, but oh, well...

I still don't know how I feel about the "Rashid is Armand" theory. It is interesting, but based on who Armand is supposed to be, I doubt it. After all, Armand and his gang should be responsible for killing Claudia and I'm just not seeing Louis staying with a person like this for so long. I would be more willing to believe that Rashid is either a relatively young vampire OR somebody super old who may or may not be connected with Akasha

How will Lestat's rock star career will go (if you haven't read the second novel, I'm sorry for the confusion)? The world in 2022 clearly still doesn't know about vampires, so I don't think Lestat went forward with his plan back in the 80'. Maybe his nap is now about 50 years longer? Because if we are covering the full story of those bloodsuckers, you better give us Rock Star Lestat

Speaking of Lestat, it does seem his backstory (awful father and brothers, Magnus, and Nicky) is pretty much the same. Therefore, I assume his encounter with Marius and Akasha is still canon. At least, I hope so because otherwise, he has no reason to be OP. And if that's the case, in future seasons, we will need to spend a ton of time (probably a full season or two) just on telling this story. Show don't tell, right? I'm not saying that just because I'm craving XVIII-century aesthetic

If Lestat's backstory is the same, then we better get Gabriella. She is a major part of his story and a very interesting character. The show clearly doesn't shy away from exploring queer topics, so I know they will do her justice. Also, we need a badass vampire lady

I think AMC has a bad habit of dragging shows for too long. Personally, I think this show should end with Queen of the Damned. They can then make spin-offs about Marius, Armand etc. but so far it's about Louis and Lestat (with Claudia, Daniel and, in the future or already, Armand being important players), and I think it should stay that way. Those two really long backstory sections in Vampire Lestat, while being interesting, just took me out of the story and I want them to stay focused on important bits

[wosocomix]

Australia, I'm looking hard at you. Stop being so white, we aren't in the XVIII century anymore.

I'm talking about this news btw.

[on-holidays-by-mistake]

Portrait of a youth in a striped waistcoat (unknown French master, 1790s)

The Pushkin State Museum of Fine Arts, Moscow

©

[angrylittletrashpanda]

Faerie families, culutral differences and Eva Duarte.

We all know in HB’s faerieland , having children is considered as a rare blessing. I imagine Elfhame as forever stuck in the eraly XIX century (were there fire arms btw? I don’t think so), but obviously many of the side characters were born much earlier. I have a headcanon that they embody (to certain degree) historical epochs they come from (for example beliefs, features higly valued in the days of their youth, the overall mindset and way of living etc.). For instance, I totally see Balekin as a typical XVIII century libertine, Grima Mog - as a Celtic female warrior, the Ghost - as a boy like out of a Dickens novel  etc. Madoc definitely comes from Dark Ages/early Middle Ages. Perhaps he is a bit like a typical ancient Roman paterfamilias (thanks goodness there was no ius vitae necisque in Elfhame....). I bet the family model he preferred was like “children, children and more children, the more cheerful toothy redcap babies to (over)protect, the better ; most of them wil probaby die in their childhood, or die in battles as teenagers, and I want at least a half of them  survive to adulthood. Plus, everybody here must see how blessed we are.” I guess any modern woman wouldn’t like to have a family like that. I bet Eva was secretly smuggling birth control pills from the human realm and I totally don’t blame her. IDK for how long they were married when Eva Escaped, but I believe she preferred to have 1 Vivi to a dozen of them

[rdo-constance]

I was tagged by @equus-ferro​ to do this tarot quiz for an oc (10/10 quiz btw, didnt make me pick a song lyric even once, highly recommend).

Surprising absolutely no one, im sure, i got a little excited and did it for everyone. Decided to opt for a little photo project because a) fun! and b) if i was going to write it would take me three weeks, result in a wall of text, and i still wouldnt be happy with it.

(text in italic below by rubysmithwrites)

also please click the images for better quality

XVIII - THE MOON

You aviod corners and doorways - do you know why? Have you looked inwards recently? Do  you understand what is happening there? Your mind is muddled and dusty, a mirror you haven’t been able to clean properly. Smudging the nervousness just leaves streaks on the glass, which makes your face harder to see, which makes you nervous. What are you nervous of, darling? What keeps you up at night? Why haven’t you confronted it? Do you know what it is? Can you answer my questions? Are they making you nervous? Am I frightening you?

V - THE HIEROPHANT

The plan is perfect in every way. Everyone where they need to be, at exactly the right moment, with exactly the right smile. You have moved and manipulated the situation, but did you remember to put yourself in the correct position? You, after all, are still a player in the game - whoever thinks they control  the pieces still has to make the next move eventually. Whoever is playing the game is still playing against an opponent. Ensure that they have not played better than you.

IX - THE HERMIT

It’s a skill, to look inside yourself, one you have mastered. The endless corridors and shifting thoughts are mapped very carefully. This all takes time, of course. And those twisting hallways are so very difficult to map. It would be so easy to get lost. You know this space so well. Wouldn’t it be nice to stay? So well-known and comforting. Why go back? How nice, how easy, to dissolve, to hide from the rest of the world and all the people in it. Why bother, when you are so good at looking inside yourself? Like enlightenment, the self. Retreting this far inwards is just as far out, into the far ether. So comforting. The thing that was you looks at the thing that was the old woman. There is no you anymore. Goodbye.

[dinasilvertongue]

[my18thcenturysource]

Hi. No sé si escribirte esto en español or English pero quería hacerte dos preguntas. Primero, quería saber si sabias algo o si tienes alguna recomendación en cuanto a libros sobre la saya de embrocar. Aparentemente era utilizada por mujeres afrodescendientes en Nueva España y se puede ver en varias pinturas de castas. He escuchado que se refieren a lo mismo con el nombre de manga. También me encantaría saber más sobre la indumentaria en las pinturas de castas en general, so si tienes alguna recomendación con gusto la recibo. Segundo, quería saber qué opinas sobre la novela La Pasión. Irónicamente es una novela que se desarrolla en Nueva España y diría que es mi favorita. Pero aparte de mi nostalgia quería saber qué opinas sobre el vestuario en la misma y cuán “historically accurate” es. En fin, perdona por escribir tanto 😅 pero te quiero dar las gracias por lo que has hecho aquí y lo mucho que me he educado, a pesar de lo tóxico que pueden ser las redes.

Hola!

Ay no, qué bonito mensaje 🥺 Muchas gracias!

Aquí algunas respuestas, y siento que más dudas XD

Pueden escribirme en español o inglés sin problema alguno. No más no me escriban en chino porque tengo como nivel HSK 1 y eso es nivel bebé XD

La saya de embrocar. La he encontrado mencionada en varios textos y libros, que tienden a usar la misma definición (del Diccionario Castellano, de 1788):

Y como nos deja en las mismas, una basquiña es prácticamente una sobrefalda, o la saya que queda exterior o más visible. Aunque todo mundo usa casi la misma definición sin aportar mucho más, aquí algunos libros que podrían servir, pero tal vez puedes buscar más no sólo libros, si no tesis, que hablen de las poblaciones negras en la Nueva España:

"Mujeres de origen africáno en la capital novohispana, siglos XVII y XVIII", María Elisa Velázquez Gutiérrez, UNAM, 2006. (éste se me hace el que tiene más y mejor informació.n. No encontré el libro en ningún lado, más que en una biblioteca en Madrid, pero en el link puedes verlo en pdf.)

"Archivo Documental Espanol Tomo XII, Diario del viaje que por orden de la sagrada congregación de propaganda fide hizo a la América septentrional en el siglo XVIII el P. Fray Francisco de Ajofrín", Real Academia de la Historia.

"La historia de México a través de la indumentaria", Virginia Armella de Aspe, Teresa Castelló Yturbide, Ignacio Borja Martínez, Inversora Bursátil, 1988.

NO HABÍA PENSADO EN LA PASIÓN EN AÑOS!!!! Para quien no sepa de qué estamos hablando, es ésta telenovela mexicana del 2007 (que está COMPLETA en YouTube btw). El resumen del vestuario es: todo está mal 🥲 lol. PERO siento necesito ahora hacer TODO UN POST sólo dedicado al intro (que cantaba Sarah Brightman, eso no lo recordaba! Lo que era tener presupuesto en el 2007!). En otras noticias: qué guapo Fernando Colunga, que hasta en ese vestuario se ve guapo.

[graphicabyss]

XVII-XVIII Century Royal Queer History

Unexpectedly to myself, I got really engaged in history of Europe of XVI-XVII centuries. I never really had much interest in kings and queens and didn't know much about them but once I began to read and learn about their personal lives, I got kinda hooked. Also, I was struck by how many of them were queer and I began to write down my findings, which inevitably turned into a freaking study. I thought I might as well post it.

I'm gonna start with King James I of England who ruled in XVII century. Now there are several tumblr posts about this queer legend. Some historians think he was weak and unremarkable but he survived several assassination attempts, kept his power over 3 countries and lived to old age, which is pretty remarkable on its own. He also kept all the religious leaders at bay and commissioned the world's most famous Bible, which is still owned by most Christians 400 years later. He was also the one who created the modern wedding ritual. You know, church, vows, rings, that stuff. He avoided wars and was a patron of the arts, even wrote some books, including one about demons, werewolves and vampires. What a nerd. He was very different from Elizabeth who preceded him, so one contemporary epigram stated "Elizabeth was King, now James is Queen". Oh, also he was very gay. Or, at least, as gay as a king can get. His relationships with his male courtiers were notorious. He had several favourites who had way too much influence over him and his court really hated it.

He needs to have a movie made about him, seriously. I found only one semi-documentary film and it was The King James Bible: The Book That Changed The World (2011). While I liked the film and King James was hot, sassy and very cool, it was disappointing he was shown as perfectly straight. They could just avoid his personal life altogether, but instead they chose to show him being a perfect husband. While it is true that he was nice to his bride, by the time he met her he had a 10-year old relationship with a man 24 years his senior (since he was 14). I'm just gonna use this screenshot from the movie instead of a painting because it's too good.

Perhaps the most notorious of his alleged lovers was George Villiers, 1st Duke of Buckingham. Starting out as a son of a minor gentleman, the 21-year old lad caught the eye of King James I and quickly became his favourite teasing him by dancing in intricate performances called masques. He made a brilliant career becoming a knight, an earl, a Marquess, and finally a duke - a title normally being reserved for members of the royal family - within just 9 years. Can you blame him though? I mean, look at that stud.

Btw, James’ pet name for Buckingham was ‘Steenie’, derived from St. Stephen who reportedly had the face of an angel.

The name Buckingham seemed oddly familiar to me but it took some time before I realized he was one of the characters in Dumas's "The Three Musketeers". Now I am someone who grew up on old pure Three Musketeers movies so when I started learning about the real historical figures involved in it it gave me a slight shock as the truth is way more weird and sinister that fiction.

The storyline I remember the most was the one where Anne of Austria, the queen of France, got in trouble with her husband Louis XIII because of her affair with Duke of Buckingham. Of course, Duke of Buckingham was never the Queen's lover, he was the King's. What's more, some historians assume Louis XIII was also queer. There is no evidence that Louis kept mistresses, but he had very intimate relationships with his favourites. He has even been described as “repelled by female contact”. There's also the issue of him struggling to have an heir. His wife had 4 pregnancies that were unsuccessful but that seemed like too few for a king who needed to secure his dynasty. After 23 years of trying, the king and queen were finally able to produce a son and another soon followed, the older son to become Louis XIV, and the younger, Philippe, to be known as Duke of Orleans.

Anne was quite the character for a dramatic story too. After Louis's death she became the Regent and made sure to clear the way for her son Louis. To ensure that Louis's younger brother will not try to usurp the power from him as it was with Louis XIII 's brother, Anne of Austria conducted an early and very wicked gender development experiment. She and her adviser, Cardinal Mazarin, set up a plan to raise the two boys very differently. Queen Anne called Philippe by such nicknames as "my little girl" and encouraged him to dress in feminine clothing, which he sometimes did even as an adult.

I'm just gonna use this quote because this shit is real: The queen and Mazarin discouraged the duc d'Anjou [Philippe] from traditional manly pursuits such as arms and politics, and encouraged him to wear dresses, makeup, and to enjoy feminine behaviour. His inclination toward homosexuality was not discouraged, with the hope of reducing any threat he may have posed to his older brother. Reportedly, Cardinal Mazarin even commanded his nephew, Philippe, to de-flower the king's younger brother.

Well, fuck. The joke's on them though, as Philippe grew up to be a fashion icon AND a fierce warrior. He participated in many battles and was immensely praised for his bravery and valour. In 1677, he led the French forces at the Battle of Cassel against William III of Orange of the Netherlands. Yes, that guy who later gently invaded England and took the throne. By the way, there are some allegations that he was also gay. Anyway, Philippe was so badass in battle that people glorified him as a hero and it made his stallion of a brother so jealous he sent him back and never allowed him on the battlefield again. Louis XIV continued his mother's effort in encouraging his brother's effeminate behaviour and putting up with his homosexual relationships, all the while waging a war of homosexuality in France. I mean, gotta preserve the traditional values, such as fucking 12 mistresses who were often married. There were even rumours Louis fucked Philippe's wife. I guess he was trying to make up for his father, brother, son, and uncle, César de Vendôme. Meanwhile, Philippe gave no fucks. He had a number of favourites and didn't even try to hide his sexuality. In fact, it is said that every time Louis pissed him off, Philippe did something extra gay and in his face. Fierce.

One guy I have to mention is Armand, the Comte de Guiche, who was said to be handsome, vain, and manipulative. Armand was Philippe’s lover, but he is widely thought to have been his wife Henrietta’s lover as well. That apparently wasn’t enough for the guy, because in 1665 he also tried to romance Louise de La Valliere, who was Louis’ chief mistress at the time. Louis exiled him in 1662 for plotting with Henrietta to break up Louis and Louise. What a glorious fucker.

But the love of Philippe's life was Chevalier de Lorraine who was basically a prince of a realm outside France. He's usually called 'Chevallier' but his name was also Philippe. He also had an older brother named Louis. Seriously, couldn't they try a little harder with the names? Anyway, when they met Philippe was 18 and Chevalier 15 and sparks flew. He was described as being “as beautiful as an angel” and was more than ready to use what his mama gave him. He was smart and very manipulative and Philippe showered him with gifts all his life, much to the chagrin of his two wives whose money and estates he often gave away.

He moved to Palais-Royal, the same palace as Philippe and his wife Henriette. Very convenient. Philippe's marriage got kinda crowded. Chevalier got so arrogant, he actually told Philippe's wife she needs his permission to sleep with him and that he could get him to divorce her. She complained to the king and he got Chevalier imprisoned and exiled. However, not for long as Philippe pleaded the king to pardon him and eventually succeeded. Henriette did not get much relief apparently as she wrote: “I see from the ashes of Monsieur’s love for the Chevalier, as from the dragon’s teeth, a whole brood of fresh favourites are likely to spring up to vex me.” Of course, Chevalier also managed to enrich himself immensely by getting Philippe and the king to give him and his family tons of perks, such as make him the titular Abbot of four abbeys, which payed handsomely.

Henriette died very suddenly claiming she was poisoned. The doctors found no evidence of that, but there were still rumours that Chevalier was to blame. Philippe had to find another wife, even if he wasn't happy about it. Chevalier stuck around. He was exiled a second time after he apparently seduced the king's son (more on that later) but was able to return again. Their relationship lasted for 40 years, until Philippe's death.

There was a recent TV show called Versailles that depicts Louis XIV’s reign and it has a fairly accurate though romanticized portrayal of Philippe and Chevalier's relationship. Too bad the show is way too violent for me to watch. They look stunning in it~

Anyway, such relationships were far from rare. In fact, apparently there were the so-called confréries (“fraternities”), which were basically gay brotherhoods whose members hung out together and set up orgies. One elite brotherhood was founded between 1680 and 1682. Apart from Chevalier, it included the king Louis XIV's cousin Prince of Conti who was once proclaimed the King of Poland, and Louis's illegitimate son, the comte de Vermandois. The latter was 15 in 1682 when at the court of his uncle Philippe, he met the Chevalier de Lorraine and his sect and apparently got very personally acquainted with Chevalier's younger brother and nephew. When the king learned about it, the group was forcibly dissolved and Vermandois was beaten before the king, exiled from court, and forced into marriage. Another such group was within the highest ranks of nobility at the court of Philippe II, Duke of Orléans, the son of Philippe and the regent at the time when Louis XV was young. They really didn't bother with names, huh? Anyway, they got involved in a number of scandals, in one of which that happened in 1722 a group of 17 noble men gathered in the palace gardens to fuck. The Regent didn't seem very bothered and even seemed to find it amusing.

The Regent, who did not stop smiling, was satisfied that it was necessary to give the nobles a harsh reprimand and tell them that they do not have the best taste [goût] in the world.

Dad would be proud.

There were also some (presumably) queer queens, like Queen Anne of England. Now you might have seen the movie The Favourite but it's heavily satirized and Anne wasn't really childlike and helpless. Actually, this image was created by Sarah Churchill, Duchess of Marlborough, after she was expelled by Anne, and stuck. However, the rivalry between the old and new favourites was very real.

Anne met Sarah when she was just 8. Sarah was beautiful, charming and very persuasive. When Anne became the queen, she made Sarah Churchill her Mistress of the Robes (the highest office in the royal court that could be held by a woman) and gave her a bunch of other really cool titles. She also made her husband, John Churchill, a duke. Thus Sarah became the most powerful person in England after the queen and the queen always listened to her advice. However, as years went by, Sarah became increasingly pushy and insensitive, using the queen to get what she wanted.

Sarah looking fab~

Then comes Abigail Masham, Sarah's impoverished cousin. Abigail was soft, caring and considerate, exactly what the queen needed. Sarah tried to get rid of her but it only angered the queen further and she eventually dismissed Sarah and her husband and banished them with disgrace while Abigale took her place. Sarah then wrote scandalous memoirs, painting the queen as weak and instable, as well as implying that her relationship with Abigail was lesbian. In mid-1708, she helped to circulate a ballad with such lyrics as: “Her secretary she was not / Because she could not write / But had the conduct and the care / Of some dark deeds at night.”

While there is no direct evidence that she and Anne had sexual relationship, there are many letters between the women that are very romantic and intimate. Sarah even used them to blackmail the queen. And you can kinda see why. “Tis impossible for you ever to believe how much I love you except you saw my heart,” the princess wrote in one letter, as quoted in Anne Somerset’s biography of Anne. “If I writ whole volumes I could never express how well I love you,” read another.

Also, like, evidence was hardly even a thing with queer relationships, since the only solid evidence of regular affairs were illegitimate children.

Finally, I really want to talk about Frederick II, the king of Prussia. Buckle up because this is gonna be long.

Until the age of 7 Frederick was growing up with his lit mother and sister. Here they are, looking gorge. I think he's in blue but tbh I'm not 100% sure.

Anyway, as he got older he was taken to his father and that's when things got shitty. His father, Frederick William I, was the model image of toxic masculinity. He was all about power and military and expected his son to be the same. And since the boy was a lot more into music, poetry, and French stuff, his father often beat and humiliated him. He didn't allow him to learn French and Latin because, like, that's so gay. Now he was a real man. With a weird kink for tall guys. He is known for creating the Potsdam Giants, a regiment of very tall men that he didn't use for battle, just dressing them up and making them march. Ultimate straightness. It is probably redundant to say but his father also hated 'sodomy' and it was punishable by death, a law Frederick would repeal.

And the thing is, Frederick wasn't even supposed to become a king. He was the third son. It wasn't even disease. The first son died because a volley was fired close to his crib (because that’s the only way to wake up a real man - canon) and the second died at baptism because the royal crown crushed his skull. And you thought your parents were bad. Poor Frederick didn't even want to be a king, he just wanted to play the flute and do his thing. In a different age he'd be writing musicals on Broadway or something.

Anyway, there are few doubts among historians the man was gay. There's this BBC documentary that downplays it but it keeps saying he grew up in an environment where he was "leading a double life" and that he once wrote to a close friend that he felt he was a mirror that dared not be what nature made it, forced to oblige what was around it. Please.

Frederick's first presumed relationship was at 16, with Keith, the king's 17-year-old page. Unsurprisingly, Keith was soon sent to a far-off frontier. Right after that, however, Frederick got real close with an officer Hans Hermann von Katte. The dude was very woke and they both loved music and poetry but shit got very real very soon. In 1730, Katte and Frederick decided to flee to Britain to escape their despotic fathers. Sadly, they got caught and tried for treason. Although the prince was pardoned, Katte was sentenced to life imprisonment, which his sick dad changed to execution and then forced Frederick to watch it. At execution Katte and Fred shouted to each other endearments in French and before it happened, Frederick fainted. That shit really fucked him up and he got depressed but he toughened up and accepted his fate.

Aged about 20, Frederick was expected to marry. After a few failed attempts, an Austrian bride was selected, Elisabeth Christine of Brunswick-Bevern. Frederick was clearly unexcited and apparently even threatened suicide. As soon as he had secured throne, he sent her away and only met with her out of necessity. They had no children. And some historians are like, "well, they just didn't get along". Well, his folks hated each other but it didn't stop them from having 14 children.

Anyway, his father finally got off his back and as a crown prince, he mostly spent his time reading, composing, watching plays and writing woke political essays. Then his dad died so playtime was over.

Now that sounds like a story of a "weak" king. A man who loved to read books and play his flute. But it's not how it was. As Fred became king, he inherited a very militarized state with a huge-ass army and he worked with what he had. He started expanding Prussia, starting with Austria, which he had old beef with. He wasn't out for world conquest, he struck swiftly and strategically to consolidate and strengthen his state.

Frederick, widely known as Frederick the Great, waged war against much bigger armies with great success and doubled Prussia's size in his reign. Which is why Hitler was obsessed with the guy smh. Would make more sense if he was into the Frederick Senior, with his militarism and his little hobby of inbreeding giants and all. He must have missed the part where he was tolerant, modest and also gay.

Frederick also had a younger brother, Prince Henry, who was also gay. He was an important general in the king's army, though their relationship was quite complicated. Henry married but like his brother, bore no children, ignored his wife and spent time with fine lads.

Look at this unapologetic legend!

When Frederick wasn't battling, he was doing lit stuff. He built a gorgeous palace in French fashion, full of Grecian sculptures and homoerotic paintings. He attracted the best intellectual minds of his time. Voltaire lived there for 3 years btw and he did not hold back to make many "wink wink" references to the king and his Grecian taste.

Speaking of which... One of his closest friends was Michael Gabriel Fredersdorf, an army private and a son of a peasant. Frederick met him as a prince and kept him by his side for the rest of his life, quite literally as he had an adjoined bedroom in his palace. He also made him a chancellor and gave him an estate, which really pissed off the elites.

Frederick is a complex character. Sure, he waged war and very successfully asserted himself as one of the top military leaders in history. But at the time Prussia was a scattered landlocked state, it couldn't just opt out of war so it's not like he could just go "peace out, bitches". But he did so much more. The guy actually believed that the king's duty was to be just and improve the lives of his people. He did some major reforms, improved education, supported art, and practiced religious tolerance, which was pretty woke at the time. He abolished torture and corporal punishment. He made governing more democratic by hiring people based on ability, not just status. Sadly, his cool legacy was utterly destroyed because the Nazi decided to appropriate him as their idol but lately it’s being reassessed. It’s hard to judge him considering how much he went through. But despite it all he became one of the best military commanders in history, one of the most woke and talented monarchs, and of course a legendary queer! 

Disclaimer: I know all of these people did some terrible shit, at least by modern standards, but I'm here to have fun so I'm not going to go there now. Sources: medium.com/@LukeBoneham/the-politics-of-desire-... thehistoryofparliament.wordpress.com/2019/02/21... www.ranker.com/list/life-of-philippe-dorleans/m... cour-de-france.fr/vie-quotidienne/sociabilite-e... aelarsen.wordpress.com/2018/07/20/versailles-th... thedrummersrevenge.wordpress.com/2007/06/22/ref... dirtysexyhistory.com/2017/09/03/a-secret-gay-br... unspeakablevice.tumblr.com/post/82525976110/lou... journals.openedition.org/crcv/14427#ftn161 Marie Antoinette's World: Intrigue, Infidelity, and Adultery in Versailles The Real Versailles - BBC Two

BBC Four - Frederick the Great and the Enigma of Prussia https://medium.com/war-is-boring/historys-greatest-gay-general-fd7d1d311464 https://www.queerportraits.com/bio/frederick https://www.spectator.com.au/2015/10/frederick-the-great-king-of-prussia-is-a-great-read/ http://gayinfluence.blogspot.com/2011/10/frederick-great-1712-1786.html https://www.history.com/news/true-story-queen-anne-sarah-abigail-the-favourite-fact-check

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