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[wgm-beautiful-world]

SIGMARINGEN CASTLE - GERMANY

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[stateofsport211]

Mauthausen Ch F: Hamad Medjedovic def. Filip Misolic [5] 6-2, 6-7(5), 6-4 Match Stats

📸 ATP Challenger Livestream (via website)

Bar the second set tie-breaker, which ended at the expense of Medjedovic's forehand rushes, this match was run in Medjedovic's terms in one way or another. This was visible toward the end of the match, but it went dramatic somehow.

Scoring a whopping 18 aces, Medjedovic stood out from his first serves by winning 75% of his points from there. Comparatively, double-faulting seven times did not help it for Medjedovic, especially since he was 9% points behind from those winning from their second serves than the first.

On the other hand, both players had their chances to break (9 each). Medjedovic's baseline control enabled him to convert 4 of them, bothering Misolic with drop shots whenever they were executed accurately. The only moment Misolic converted his break point came from the third set, where it even happened at the expense of Medjedovic's rushed errors toward the end of the match. He could not assert any other pressure, unfortunately, hence the match mostly passed by then.m

This is Medjedovic’s third career Challenger title after Luedenscheid (2022) and Szekesfehervar Challengers from earlier this year. Additionally, he propelled his rank up to 165 per the current state of the live rankings, confirming his spot in the Top 200 even further.

[vettesebas]

about to be obsessed with a german/austrian eurotrash "thift shop" macklemore cover/remix overheard during the thiem v. prizmic match warmup at the danube open. does anyone know wtf i'm talking about cuz i think i need this song

[museum-of-artifacts]

A child's footprint in a Roman Tile The footprint of a Roman toddler has been preserved on this tile for 1,800 years. It was found in Carnuntum, #Austria. Carnuntum, was the most important ancient Roman legionary camp of the upper Danube frontier, situated at Petronell.

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[strawberrysainz]

i can see you. max verstappen (18+)

“ you brush past me in the hallway / and you don't think i, i, i can see ya, do ya? ”

max verstappen x fem!wolff!reader

smut. don’t interact if you’re under 18. alcohol consumption, profanity.

Your eyes follow the box of gum being passed around in the car. You sit in the left backseat; the blacked out car is filled with four Mercedes employees that are painful strangers.

The girl next to you offers you a stick of the gum, which you accept gratefully. It’s Saturday morning, and your elbows bump against hers as you try to adjust your earphones.

The Fleetwood Mac album floats through your ears, bringing forward memories of being a little kid dancing in someone’s room to the CD. You must’ve been in between your mom and dad then. You tense slightly at the memory, and the rapid German that fills the car from the other four makes you feel soothed.

Entering the paddock, some summery song is floating through your AirPods, and the tune is hitting different today so you smile.

The photographers obviously take the opportunity that your smile brings to snap pictures (you’re usually grumpy) and you’re standing in front of Red Bull’s garage talking to some girls who work there that you clubbed with a while back when he walks out, brushing past, his fingers accidentally grazing your forearm.

You feel full of fire as you look away from the group to look at him and his eyes meet yours, looking back. The moment is interrupted by your mother calling on the phone, and you excuse yourself to go back to Mercedes’ motorhome.

🎱☕️🏎️💌

You two meet again in Austria.

This time you nod back when he walks past, nodding, and Christian Horner shouts something to Susie that has her fake laughing.

He wins the sprint race, and you catch a glimpse of him after, holding the trophy up in celebration in the paddock. He’s smiling widely, eyes full of laughter, and you’re not. You’re a blur of dark hair and dark eyes and a dismissive look across the pathway and he’s staring and you’re turning away, feeling burned.

That Sunday night (he wins the race) you find each other for a split second in the club; you’re talking to some guy and he yaps your ear off while you stare at him across the dance floor.

Then Max turns around and finds your face amongst the masses, indifferent before turning back.

You nod to the empty air.

🎱☕️🏎️💌

At Silverstone you’re much happier below the podium, and Lando pours champagne directly on your head from above as you screech.

Max watches.

You’re hugging Lewis afterwards when those icy eyes are on you again, and a feeling races through you as you turn around to shake his hand amicably. A bolt of energy rushes through you as his hand grasps yours, and you’re not sure what he says above the noise but you smile and say ‘well done’ like your father raised you.

🎱☕️🏎️💋

Budapest is warm. You see him on Wednesday night on the river.

You’re donning a short skirt and a strappy top, eager to curb the discomfort of the heat.

Lando had organised a boat trip down the Danube and invited you, some other drivers and his friends and all of their partners.

You don’t expect to see Max there; but you’re silly for doing so, because they’re close, aren’t they.

You’ve got an Aperol Spritz when he taps your upper thigh when you walk past and you look down, eyes wide, and he gestures for you to sit next to him.

You sit down on the cushion, legs folding beneath you gracefully as you have this urge to shift the skirt a little bit up your thighs innocently.

His gaze is heavy and intense as he trails it from your exposed thighs to your face, and you look at him neutrally, chatting about some paddock gossip, and to your surprise he acts as if nothing had happened, and indulges in your stupid small talk.

The Aperol disappears and you’re a bit buzzed.

“Your dad spoke to me about you the other day,” he says bluntly, and your lips quirk.

“Really? About what?”

He smirks.

You laugh.

🎱☕️🏎️💋

You’ve convinced him to get a beer in his system an hour later, and your head is resting on your hand, hair falling down as you listen to him talk about his cats.

Carlos comes to join then, and whatever he had going on with you disappears as he talks with the two of you.

You flirt with Carlos anyway, annoyed with the lack of action on his part.

Carlos gladly reciprocates, hand gliding up a thigh after you ask dumb questions and you bite a lip, eyes dark, and Max looks furious.

You lean in to whisper something in Carlos’ ear, red lipstick leaving a mark on his cheek when Max excuses himself and you move closer to the Spaniard, waving goodbye with a smirk on your face.

🎱☕️🏎️💋

You don’t kiss Carlos when the night ends, and you wave him a goodbye, turning to go, when you feel Max’s hand around your wrist.

You turn around and roll your eyes, beginning to walk to the Uber. Max doesn’t say anything, just gets in with you. You choose the middle seat, childishly brushing your bare thigh against his jeans.

You notice he’s screwing his eyes shut, physically refraining from something.

You feel like a teenager trying to seduce a guy and it’s working, you suppose, when you tuck your hair behind your ear, exposing your neck, and he stiffens.

Ten minutes later, at the back entrance of the hotel, you slide out, thanking the driver, and turn to look at Max with your eyebrows raised. He huffs and walks to you, shoving you against the wall.

His lips go to your neck, and you’re still, and he’s kissing you then, hard and intense, and your legs are weak when he slides a hand up your thigh.

You break away, pulling him away inside.

🎱☕️🏎️💋

Stumbling into the hotel room clumsily, he’s pushing you against the bathroom door, and you’re staring at his body against yours in the mirror, and he’s murmuring what a dirty girl you are and you’re shivering with excitement.

“Fuck you,” you whisper when he’s pulling off your top and bra, and he’s laughing incredulously when he’s leaning down and you’re moaning when he starts to brush his thumb against your nipple, and you’re all wriggly when you pull off his shirt and trace his stomach, eyes lidded.

Your eyes go down to his boxers where the outline of his cock is clear and you pull it out, thick and firm, the tip weeping as you brush it and he moans loudly, and he’s kissing you desperately and you’re so wet.

His fingers slide under your skirt and pull down your panties, and he glides his fingertips over your pussy quickly before you’re whining when he nudges your clit, and he’s kissing you again. Your back arches against the door.

He pushes into you and you’re both a mix of curses and delicious moans, and after a moment he begins to move, fast, and after a minute or so you’re screaming his name as he slams into you again and again.

He comes quickly; you smirk as his hips stutter, and his fingers find your clit before you’re begging him for things you can’t explain, and with a minute of his fingers circling your clit roughly, the thickness of his fingertips nudging you over and over with some kind of horrible preciseness, you come, hard. All over his hand. He’s kissing your neck again and again, and you’re staring at him for the first time clearly, this man you know nothing about, and his hand grips your hair as he kisses you again, and you feel alive.

🎱☕️🏎️💋

He’s waiting for you in a passage the next day, and you smile with a spring in your step as you walk straight past, hand touching his for a moment, watching him walk away in your peripheral.

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part 2? thoughts? let me knooowww xxxx

[sustainable-solo-travel]

10 km Beuron hiking route in the Upper Danube Nature Park

10 km #Beuron hiking route in the Upper #Danube #NaturePark

Enjoy nature and unique limestone hill formations on this 10 km hiking route starting in Beuron. The Upper Danube Nature Park area in southern germany is an often overlooked area. It’s so close situated between the much more famous Black Forest and Lake Constance, it’s a shame the Upper Danube Nature Park isn’t more popular. We took this as a reason enough to spend a half-day hiking trip there.…

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10 km Beuron hiking route in the Upper Danube Nature Park

10 km #Beuron hiking route in the Upper #Danube #NaturePark

Enjoy nature and unique limestone hill formations on this 10 km hiking route starting in Beuron. The Upper Danube Nature Park area in southern germany is an often overlooked area. It’s so close situated between the much more famous Black Forest and Lake Constance, it’s a shame the Upper Danube Nature Park isn’t more popular. We took this as a reason enough to spend a half-day hiking trip there.…

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Sterlet

Acipenser ruthenus, commonly known as the sterlet, is a very little lady among sturgeon species. Sterlet grow to around 35 inches long -- 1 inch short of 3 feet. This little lady is on the classic sturgeon diet of worms, crustaceans, and insect larvae. She has fringed barbels that she uses to taste the water around her while on the hunt for these tasty treats. Sterlet range in coloration from pale warm browns to dusty blueish grays, but they all have beautiful yellow underbellies. The sterlet also has a striking white stripe of scutes running along her lateral line, similar to Acipenser stellatus, but smaller and more tightly packed. This lady is native to the Black, Azov, and Caspian Sea basins. She is also the last remaining native sturgeon species to swim the waters of the Middle and Upper Danube. 

Notice the variation in coloring!

[hatkuu]

pent up kylar is a menace - maybe you get kidnapped and taken to the farm, or maybe you just straight up ignore him - either way, kylar does not take it lightly.

you've been gone for weeks. how do you expect him to cope with that?? he can barely survive without you!

when you finally see one another again; kylar is quite literally all over you. depending on your reaction, either overwhelming disgust or elation, selects whether you get a cute, clingy kylar who insists you sleep in his room tonight or an obsessive, hysterical kylar who holds a knife to your throat, demanding to know where you've been - How could you just leave him like this?

more below the cut!! (nsfw)(gen! reader, m! kylar)

If you're just as excited to see him...

"(N-Name)!" Kylar sobs, clutching at your torn school shirt like a lifeline. "I-I thought s-something horrible happened to you!" You feel tears soaking into fabric, heavy, shaky-breathed sobs racking Kylar's shoulders as he cries. He looks like a wreck. Heavy, dark purpled stains lay dormant under his eyes. His eyes themselves are wide, tinged pinky-red from sleep deprivation. You swallow.

"Kylar,"

You breath out his name, it is your lifeline. The one person you can come back to despite being held against your will by a crazed psychopath in the forest for weeks. Your hands, shaking just as much as his shoulders, reach around to return his heady embrace. "I-I couldn't... I would've..." Your words trail off, lost to the silent bustle of the alleyways in Danube Street. Kylar sobs loud.

"I-I was so worried a-and- I'm sorry I couldn't protect you-"

His eyes trail over the bruises spanning across your body. Painted by Eden, your body aches, throbs at each little movement from rough treatment. Kylar's eyes dull as he notices it all. All of the newly formed scars, bruises the same colour as his eyebags, the limp when you walk... It makes him ill.

The tears on his face, now dried to a crust, leave a lingering, salty smell in the air. A small, noticibly much frailer hand reaches up to cup your cheek.

"I won't let that happen to you again..."

He promises it to you, thumb gently rubbing at your cheek. "I'll... I'll kill anyone who touches you! J-Just, I..." He looks at his shoes, hand still on your face. "...Can you... s-stay in my room tonight?"

You can't refuse him, not when he looks up at you, red tearfilled puppy-dog eyes glittering at you. You weakly nod, leaning forward to put your upper body onto Kylar's. He smiles, rubbing your back in a repetitive, soothing motion. He whispers, just loud enough for you and the critters in the alleyway to hear.

"I don't t-think I can sleep without you..."

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If you aren't happy to see Kylar...

You've been ignoring Kylar for three weeks now. Brushing off his pleading looks from across the cafeteria, ignoring him when he asks to walk home together - forgoing communication with the little creep entirely. You had sex once! One time, and now Kylar thinks you two are soulmates, destined to be together just because his stupidly large cock could fit inside you.

But you've moved onto better things. Better boys that don't obsessively stalk you, boys that don't get jealous if you glance at another living being... It wasn't difficult for you to move on. Clearly, it's different for Kylar.

You're on your way home, happily walking by yourself, kicking at lone petals on the footpath. You think you hear your footsteps doubling - like there's someone behind you, syncing theirs with your own - you ignore it. You're tired after studying. Probably just that.

You shriek, loud and obnoxious as you're tugged into an alley. A small, scarred hand clamps over your mouth that partly muffles your noise. You struggle - you scratch, flail and kick at your perpetrator - until you feel the cold steel of a knife press against the soft, peachy skin of your throat.

"Y-You've been i-ignoring me..."

He spits the word like sin, his spare hand snatching your hair and tugging backward until you meet his gaze. Kylar's eyes are wide, crazed and desperate. "Did I do s-something wrong-" Kylar wheezes, cackling to himself, pressing the sharpened edge of his knife just a little bit deeper, just enough to nip you. "-Is there a-another guy?" He scowls, pulling your head further back so it rests against his shoulder blade. "Y-You don't need anyone e-else - You know that! - So why are you acting like a slut!"

Kylar cries out, he's hysterical and you can't do anything to calm him down. You whimper louder, praying to any and every god to save you from this horrible situation.

Kylar giggles.

"...Oh? L-Look at you... making s-such cute sounds-"

He breathes in your scent shakily, savouring it. He missed you so much--

"D-Did you miss me as much as I missed you?"

He purrs, still holding the knife to your throat even as he talks so sweetly.

"I know you d-did. You j-just like it when I'm rough, don't you?"

He grinds his cock against your ass, groaning and panting against your earlobe. His tongue slides out to lick a stripe along the sensitive flesh, Kylar's cock throbbing against you as he does so.

"That's okay, I can give it to you rough... I know you love it when I stretch you out..."

The hand that once held your hair in an iron grip releases you, opting to grope at your chest and tweak your sensitive nipples through your school shirt. Kylar outright moans as your nipples harden under his fingers. He smiles against your neck. You feel it. You don't dare to meet his eyes.

"I knew you missed me! T-That's okay, my little tease!'

You moan as his fingers pinch and prod your sensitive flesh, hissing in pain as his motions turn rough and frantic.

"D-Don't worry," He croons the words, taking his attention away from your pointed, reddened buds.

"I'll take care of you just like a good husband should."

[a-l-ancien-regime]

Wiblingen Abbey Library  Wiblingen Abbey was a former Benedictine abbey which was later used as barracks. Today its buildings house several departments of the medical faculty of the University of Ulm. The former abbey is located south of the confluence of the rivers Danube and Iller, south of the city of Ulm in the German state of  Baden-Württemberg. Administratively, the former independent village of Wiblingen now belongs to the city of Ulm. The abbey is part of the Upper Swabian Baroque Route.

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[stateofsport211]

📸 🎥 ATP Challenger Livestream (via website)

Back in Mauthausen Challenger...

The third set started by Misolic failing his slice for Medjedovic to break early 2-1 in the second set before the latter doubled the break after Misolic's cross-court forehand went too far (5-2). By then, Medjedovic controlled the entire baseline and had the opportunity to serve for the match.

However, the Serbian's first attempt was fumbled after several shot rushes, while Misolic's smash became one of the break points he made along the way before another forehand rush conversion. Misolic ended up holding the subsequent service game 4-5, giving another chance for Medjedovic to serve for the match.

Right after the first point of the tenth game, in an attempt to respond to Misolic's forehand, Medjedovic slipped at the corner of the court while it poured, prompting another rain delay until an hour afterward. By that hour, Medjedovic tried to rediscover his service games' reliability, where he found his forehand rushes once again contributed toward the break points he faced. However, this turnaround was averted thanks to bringing more pressure (including saving them with an ace and a working forehand), so Misolic could be further off. Interestingly, a smooth serve+1 secured his match point before its immediate conversion at the expense of Misolic's forehand error. Slipped in joy, Medjedovic took the third set 6-4, ultimately winning his second Challenger title of the year.

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A 5th-Century BC Bone Scepter Discovered in Bulgaria

A unique bone scepter belonging to a Scythian warlord from the 5th century BC was discovered during excavations in the prehistoric salt production and urban center Provadia-Solnitsata in Northeast Bulgaria.

The Scythians were a steppe and semi-steppe people who arrived on the Danube in the seventh century BC. They entered modern-day Bulgaria, but there is no evidence that they fought the locals. There’s information that they had confrontations with the Thracians after the 5th century BC.

The archaeological team is led by Professor Vassil Nikolov. The scepter was found in a grave examined by Violeta Stoitsova and Kalina Samichkova.

Professor Vassil Nikolov told the Bulgarian News Agency (BTA) that Scythian graves are something very rare in today’s Northeastern Bulgaria are extremely rare, just four or five have been discovered so far.

The excavated pit is different from those found so far, Nikolov explained. The shape of the Scythian warrior’s grave resembles a boot, with a hollowed-out part. It was apparently excavated in later times, but people saw the skull and upper part of the man’s skeleton, which are missing today, and stopped immediately, explained Nikolov.

Respect for ancestral graves was very important for the Scythians. Anyone who damaged one of these tombs would have harmed the Scythians. Perhaps the people who dug the grave realized that the person lying there was an important Scythian and left the grave without looting.

Archaeologists have now found the bone scepter, which the researcher described as “an incredible achievement of the art of that time”. Alongside the human bones, they also found those of a horse, an iron knife, a small dog, and a turtle.

The Scythians had exceptional traditions in the art of bone carving. The sceptre is 39 centimetres long. The handle is made of two pieces of bone glued together. The connection between the head and the handle of the scepter is very precisely crafted. Seen from one side it looks like the beak of an eagle, but on the other, the ancient craftsman has carved an anthropomorphic image on which the beak looks like a hat.

The scepter is proof of the skills of their masters, Nikolov noted and added that it probably belonged to a military commander of a small military unit.

“Those found so far are usually cruciform, with an ornithomorphic (A figure in ancient art resembling a bird) upper part. Most often the craftsmen carved an eagle because this bird is part of the Scythian religious-mythological system,” Nikolov said.

By oguz kayra.

[smoothie03]

Noricum | Austria's mom

These drawings are already quite old but I made an OC for Austria's mom Noricum a while ago.

Basic information:

Name: Noricum (Celtic Kingdom & Roman Province)

Human name: Noreia

Age: 20s-30s

Birthday: somewhere around 200 BC when 13 tribes formed the Celtic kingdom of Noricum

Hair colour: brown

Eye color: purple (like her son's)

Family: Roderich (son), Germania (brother, that's why Roddy and Ludwig and Gilbert are cousins)

Likes: making jewellery, crafting, swords (bc they're cool), music, singing, dancing, swordfighting, luxury

Dislikes: arguing, being ordered around (cough Rome), her brother's stubbornness

Reason of d3ath:

-histocial: fall of the Roman empire as she was made a province and got romanized, so the province didn't quite survive long on its own

-symbolized within Hetalia: After disappearing in the forests she eventually dr0wned in the danube hence Roderich's deep rooted fear of aquatic animals, deep waters etc.

Headcanons and some history stuff:

-The name Noreia was taken from the Celtic mother godess and godess of mining called "Noreia". (The historical deity "Noreia" was probably sth the Roman came up with tho) Noreia is also the name of a "possible" "capital" (difficult situation there) of Noricum. As she's a personification and one of the first that existed around this area, her people probably treated her like a deity or a queen.

-Noricum is Austria's biological mother as she was the first "country-like" political system on nowadays Austrian ground. She is Germania's sister as we found out in Hetalia Collezione that Austria is a cousin to Germany and Prussia.

-Her birthplace is Hallstatt (because Hallstatt culture) in the south of Upper Austria. She and later on Roderich (who hasn't gained a nation status/name yet, he was merely Roderich, the son of Noricum)

-She had a close friendship with Rome. They met through trading. Rome was interested in her iron and gold and Noricum found a liking in Roman luxury. They became friends personally and economically. In 170 BC they had a formal tribe alliance called "hospitium publicum". Germania was quite sceptical of Noricum's and Rome's relationship.

-Around 49 BC, after the Caesar vs Pompeius stuff, Noricum was annexed by the Romans and became a Roman province. The annexion happened without bloodshed (usually wasn't the case) and she still had some sort of autonomy within the empire. But then the Noric people started to riot as their living condition started to worsen. That means the longer Noricum was actually around Rome the more they fought with each other.

-When Rome fell, she d!ed rather quickly as well. She appeared rather silent and triste and not like the usual quite lively woman she was before.

-After her death Austria was left with the Avars, Bavarians and Slavs that settled in the area, after king Odoaker kicked the Celtic-Roman population out from the area.

-Noricum's neighbours and friends were Pannonia and Raetia, both were female provinces. Noricum also lived with Illyria sometimes as Rome partitioned her into two parts.

-Her relationship with her brother was alright but they frequently argued. Siblings. She probably adored her nephews as well and coddled them just like she coddled Austria a bit too much.

-Despite not appearing like it from the outside, she was physically quite strong and good at swordfighting. Also, she liked to drink a lot.

-She had two horses from the Noriker race with the name Epona (horse godess, also because I like The Legend of Zelda lol) and Vibes (source deity). When Roderich grew older he learnt how to ride a horse and how to treat them. Epona became his horse.

-Noreia was a rather creative person and she sang a lot to and with her son. Roderich takes after her regarding his love for music.

-Roderich fell into the danube once and almost drowned and got bitten by some aquatic animals. Yeah that's it. That's the headcanon and Noricum had to pull him out of the water.

-After her death, Austria was brought to Germania and he cared for his nephew.

-A sad hc but: Austria probably forgot his mother for a long time due to many reasons (I still need to do research, I know where the book is that I wanna use as a source but I didn't have time yet) but when he finally remembered her he felt so unbelievably miserable and guilty about it because he definitely was a mama's boy growing up.

[lilis-palace]

INTRODUCING BUDAPEST!

A new sub brand besides FOLKLORE and INTARSIA.

BUDAPEST is a collection of objects inspired by the exterior architecture of Eastern/Central European cities.

May you know, may you don't, I live in this gorgeous city with a long-long history. It started with aqueducts and amphitheaters from the Roman Empire, continued growing in the middle ages, got richer with baths built by the ottomans, earned wonderful baroque churches during Maria Theresia and her son Joseph II. A significant amount of buildings have survived from the Enlightenment Era and it reached its world-famous shape in the second half of the 19th century with tremendous growth. Also became known for its Art-Nouveau treasures, and its cafés became the center of the blooming cultural life of the 20s and 30s.

Each era is culturally rich enough for an entire season of CC and who am I to resist?

Creating sub brands helps sorting items by their look, function or social class. I created INTARSIA for the upper-middle class and the elite, FOLKLORE is for the poor and BUDAPEST is a collection of objects inspired by my beloved Budapest. I have a walking-route that I do twice a week, and it takes me from Kálvin Square into the historical dowontown of Pest, trough the famous Váci Street, along the Danube Promenade and then I arrive to the Parliament. Meanwhile I'm observing the historical facades and thinking about modelling them.

I'm planning to release more sub brands in the future, especially one that will be for post-war Eastern European lower-middle class.

See you soon!