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blackdogblues · 1 year
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I’m just gonna continue to be obsessed with this au ok
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"Fuck, What just happened?"
"I'm sorry,".
“No, no, that’s on us, not you. They're just so good."
"They're brilliant, but they're doomed. They don't know how to pace themselves for a full game. Don't know if you could see it out there, but they were starting to slow down by the thirty-minute mark. Second half is going to kill them."
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Natalie Walker competing her short program at the 2019 Junior Canadian Championships.
(Source: Danielle Earl Photography)
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paulftompkins · 2 years
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AVAILABLE NOW ON VOD!
VARIETOPIA with special guests Natalie Walker, Chelsea Piers and Richard Perez!
STREAM OR DOWNLOAD
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dash-x · 1 year
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happy anniversary to the only youtube video
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xkaisxjazzxsingerx · 27 days
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𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
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the-iceni-bitch · 8 months
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𝕸𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝕮𝖑𝖆𝖞
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𝙾𝚛𝚌 𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎.
𝙰𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 ~ 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜.
𝙰𝚕𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚊 ~ 𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜.
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Relationship: August Walker x princess!female reader
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (non-con, bondage, manhandling, cum marking), mean August, size difference, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!
A/N: I love a bad boy so much and I’m not even a little bit sorry about it. If I’m going to hell, so be it.
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August grinned as he walked through the horde’s camp, holding the head of his conquered foe high and roaring before tossing it to one of his clansmen and instructing them to boil it so he could add the skull to his collection. His blood was still up from the battle, and there was only one thing on his mind. He took a mug of grog from someone before throwing aside the flap to his tent and striding inside.
“Little princess!” August threw his head back and howled with laughter when you flailed against your bindings as soon as you saw him, taking a swig of grog before setting the tankard down and starting to remove his leathers. “Did you miss me, little one?”
“Fuck you!” You spat at him when he reached out to demeaningly pat your cheek.
“That’s rude language from such a pretty princess,” This time he slapped you, licking his tusks lasciviously when you gasped and shuddered. “I’m assuming this means you’re still rejecting my proposal.”
“Of course I’m rejecting it!” You thrashed even more, determined to get free from your bindings even though you had no luck in your attempts during the past few weeks of your captivity. “I’ll never be the mate of a filthy, murdering orc bastard!”
“Tsk, how disappointing,” the way you were writhing and squirming against your bindings was making him hard, as it always did, and it only got better when you screamed furiously as he began to undo his breeches. “It’s not as though you have many options, princess. I just killed another one of those suitors of yours who thought he could rescue you. His skull is going to look rather fine hanging around my neck with those of the other failures.”
That made your already fraught emotions sink even lower, but you were determined not to let him see you cry. There were now four different prince’s and their armies who had tried to take you back from the horde after they had pillaged your family’s kingdom. Every single one of them was dead, along with their armies, and you didn’t know how many more would make the attempt now that so many had been killed. A sense of dread started to settle over you at that thought, but you refused to be defeated. So you just continued to struggle against the ropes that bound you, glaring at him and ignoring the way your eyes stung with unshed tears.
“I fucking hate you,” you kept your eyes fixed on his face while he pulled out his massive cock and started to stroke it over your restrained body. “You’re disgusting and I’ll never be yours.”
“Your stubbornness only makes the fact that you’ll eventually break all the more delicious,” August snorted when you jerked away from him as he gave your head a condescending pat, slapping you instead as his fist kept moving over his cock. “You have no other choice, princess. I’m going to have you no matter what, it will go easier for you if you submit willingly.”
You just snarled at him, tired of telling him to fuck himself and deciding to just try to ignore him instead. It was difficult, though, especially when he gripped your face and forced you to watch as he stroked his cock over your squirming body. The worst thing was that you were getting wet as you kept struggling, and he could tell, a wicked grin spreading across his face when his precum started to drip on your already soiled gown.
August just grunted with annoyance when you pouted and closed your eyes, rolling his own before taking his hand off your face so he could yank at the ropes binding you until they were flung over one of the tent beams so you were suspended in midair.
“Stop, what are you doing?!” You shrieked when he shredded your gown so it fell off you in tatters and left you naked as you dangled in front of him. “You bastard! Put me down!”
“Always fucking complaining. You’re lucky I don’t decide to shut you up by skullfucking you, princess,” he chuckled when that made you finally fall silent as your eyes lit up with terror. “Don’t look so scared, like you don’t enjoy everything I do to you. Remember how messy you got when I broke you in?”
“Shut up… stop it!” You thrashed wildly when he shot his thick cum all over your stomach and thighs, screaming when he grabbed one of your legs and propped it on his shoulder so you were spread wide open for him. “Don’t you dare touch me!”
He ignored you, smearing his fingers through the thick mess he’d left all over before reaching between your legs so he could rub his seed all over your swollen pussy. His first smack caught you completely off guard, making you wail when his hand cracked against your quivering folds so hard you almost blacked out. But then he leaned down and kissed you and you were brought back to consciousness against your will, gagging at the taste of grog on his tongue while his hand started slapping your cunt over and over again.
His treatment was brutal, it always was, but still your body responded to him. You cried and choked on his tongue as his fingers struck your pussy at a brutal pace, hating that each time he smacked your sensitive flesh you gushed juices all over his hand and trembled from barely controlling your climax. You held out longer than you would have thought you’d be able to, but after twenty minutes there was nothing you could do. August grinned and spat into your mouth when you sobbed as you squirted everywhere, rubbing your raw and sore folds viciously while you spasmed through your climax. As soon as you were done he released his hold on the ropes and let you drop to the floor, laying on his bed of furs and picking up his tankard of grog again as he watched you whimper and squirm.
“When are you gonna admit how much you enjoy this shit, princess?” August nudged you with his foot to turn you over and chuckled when you whined. “If you can handle this you should be able to actually survive carrying my baby. Of course you will be much more comfortable if you’re not bound and restricted during your pregnancy. So why don’t you take the night to think about how much better your life will be if you actually accept a role as my mate instead of just a brood mare.”
You sobbed when he rose to his feet and pulled his breeches back on, leaving you alone in his tent to consider just how miserable you wanted your future to be.
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newwavesylviaplath · 5 months
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new shot of evan at coachella!! (look at his hands holy shit)
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mediagifs · 7 months
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Chuck | 2x13 — “Chuck vs. The Suburbs”
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don’t you love how Jean’s type is actually a Sordid Past. i mean like
Kevin —> the ravens
Renee—> natalie and the bloodhounds
Jeremy—> ?? ????? ??????? his family? brother? cops?
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blackdogblues · 1 year
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Nat and Springer out on a beach day!
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"You remember I told you I used to be in a gang? There was a man there who went out of his way to hurt me. He liked knives and kept a half-dozen on him at all times. I couldn't defend myself by normal means, so I learned to fight with knives, too. I practiced for a year before I finally bested him.He didn't survive the fight. Boss helped stage the body so we could pin it on a rival gang and I was promoted. I kept the knives through my trial and my adoption. I wanted to remember what darkness I'm capable of—and what darkness I'm capable of surviving."
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bratprinceofexy · 2 months
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Atonement, Rebirth
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transfemmbeatrice · 9 days
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some of the great maul talk from amca 92 on "visions and voices" (rebels s3e11)
transcript under the cut
(audio from star wars: rebels s3e11)
darth maul: it is unfortunate about your friends, ezra, but this, this is your opportunity to embrace your destiny... as my apprentice.
ezra bridger: i told you, that is never going to happen!
darth maul: forget the past! forget your memories! forget your attachments. our futures converge on a planet with two suns; we can walk that path together! as friends! ...as brothers.
(audio from a more civilized age ep 92)
rob: ...with sam witwer putting in that work!
austin: every time!
rob: to the point where... he gets a shakespearean monologue here, and is in full--the tragedy of maul unfolding here as he tries to get ezra to join him one last time. and it becomes clear that for maul--all really maul wants--beyond just the revenge--he needs all this to not be meaningless!
rob: that is how it feels. the thing that haunts him is that he's become aware. like rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead type self awareness. that ultimately, his role in the story is episode one. he is an apprentice who shows up, he fights one duel where he appears to be tougher than they expect, and then... he kills qui gon and is slain as part of obi wan's journey to becoming the great obi wan kenobi, master of anakin skywalker and future teacher of luke skywalker.
austin: he's a character who knows that without his specific actions, he's only going to have two paragraphs on the wookiepedia. and he's like, "i ain't goin out like that. i'm a main character!"
rob: and because of those two paragraphs, everyone he's ever known has been wiped out. dathomir is gone. he had a brother: wiped out. everything he's ever attempted is crushed and erased from history.
austin: it's like, "okay, do you want some more paragraphs? okay! each one's gonna be a tragedy." and he's like: "give me another one. i want another one. i'm going to have as many paragraphs as any of these other motherfuckers. i'll take the tragedy! i want them. i want it all."
ali: he's going through it. there was a pause when he says "forget your past forget your memories." i think he's projecting a little bit...
austin: are you kidding me??
ali: i think it would be healthy if he took that to heart.
austin: listen to yourself, my man. it's great. yeah, "forget your past, forget your memories, forget your attachments." you are the most attached man in the world! and you are attached to: obi wan kenobi.
rob: the only person who remembers who he is!
natalie: it's true! the only one who witnessed him at his peak!
austin: well, at every stage, in a way.
natalie: yeah true true true.
rob: he's bound to this guy!
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exy-conspiracies · 1 month
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uhh idk maybe it’s just me but does renee walker seem a little… off to you? like if a person that nice exists even normally, you’re like “huh it’s weird that someone’s that nice” but she doesn’t exist normally, she’s a FOX. she can’t possibly be as sweet and amazing as she seems
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idiot-h00ker · 6 months
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I NEED A FIC where Nathan and Mary really do love Neil but because of the troubles of their life they send him away to like his uncle or someone in Europe (I love a Brit Neil) and he tries to live a normal life and have fun like a kid but also the Hartford’s and wesninski decide to teach him to fight so ultimately he’s amazing with knives AND guns and speaks the same amount of languages, bc he’s good at it but when he’s thirteen kengo discovers he’s still alive and takes him, then Nathan and Mary need to get him back but PLOT TWIST Neil’s has been psychologically conditioned to think they wanted to sell him from the start and only the Moriyamas can help him.
On the Andrew side, his dad finds him after Andrew comes forward abt his abuse to his social worker and ends up being raised by him, his father is also a mob boss and Andrew’s pretty good with a knife and hates guns (he’s not as good as Neil and thinks that’s super hot) Nathan is like an uncle to Andrew, and finds Neil beautiful when he sees him the first time at a party in Germany, and Nathan instantly disapproves thinking that Andrew would drag Neil into the crime world
I also need Andrew to be totally smitten, Neil to be completely oblivious to his own attraction and attractiveness, I also require the twins and Nicky to be close in their own way, and some GOOD and angst
If anyone wants to use this I’m begging to be tagged
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