#Bowden

[frenchcurious]

Bowden Spacelander Bicycle 1948. - source Luciana Cícera.

[kisskourt]

don't run from me (drabble)

pairing: shuri udaku x black!fem reader

contains: smut (18+), fluff

taglist: @inmyheadimobsessed @shurislover @phantomof-themcu @sapphicvqmpires @sapphicjunglefever @playhousedistee @thtgirlllmona @vixentheplanet @dejaonline @prettymrswright

author's note: this is for all of the sub shuri lovers! i love her so much so i had to write this. thanks for reading!

“how pathetic.” you spat out, your voice dripping in malice.

there she was, in all her glory: on her knees, ready for your next command.

the king was spent. in the hours leading up to her punishment, her actions revealed this truth to you.

during periods of exhaustion, the king isolates. due to her fear of judgment, she refuses to speak to anybody unless necessary. you, however, have always been the exception.

until you weren’t.

for the last ten minutes, shuri had been in agony. driven by her desire to be obedient, her silence had remained constant. you had been fucking her throat, using her as your personal fuck toy.

“speak.”

releasing her bottom lip, a drawn out moan escaped. the sound painted the walls of her chambers.

“p-pleas-“ she attempted to say, but her throat did not allow her to fully articulate what she desperately needed to say. her plea came out in the form of a whisper, a clear sign that she was exactly where you wanted her.

she wiggled her hips in discomfort as the rope that held her feet together seeped deeper into her skin.

her legs were trembling, begging to be set free.

“what’s wrong, kitten?” you asked, squatting down to her level.

a grin plastered across your face as the kimoyo bead that was on her clit began to vibrate. you had programmed the bead to stop and commence every ten minutes.

“BAST!”

the king was drooling—locked jaw, disarranged curls. the ruler of the most powerful nation in the world looked pitiful.

with your thumb and pointer finger cradling her chin, you initiated your search within her eyes. you were in search of any lingering dominance that may have been left behind.

her eyes were the shade of a dark oak tree, riddled with tears constructed by you.

“you give me the silent treatment all day,” you tightened your grip on her jaw.

“and to top it all off…” you scoffed.

“i had to physically drag you out of your lab.”

“so tell me, kitten, why should i allow you to speak?” you shoved the strap down her throat as you marveled at the speed in which her eyes grew in size.

“there she is.” you groaned.

you heard shuri gag, as you noticed the mixture of her tears and saliva smeared across your stomach.

your thrusts were ruthless and intentional—behind chamber doors, she was no longer the king.

she was a whore.

you felt her aggressively tap your thigh, which was an indication that she had reached her limit. immediately, you removed yourself from her throat.

the sight below you was breathtaking: there she laid, staring up at you with glossy eyes as she gasped for air. she was a blubbering mess, trying her hardest to form a coherent sentence.

you bent down to untie the knot that held her feet together. once undone, you lifted her up and gently placed her on the edge of the bed.

with the kimoyo bead on her cunt, she whimpered in pleasure.

you sighed as you kneeled in front of shuri. you used both hands to spread her thighs.

“my precious girl,” you whispered.

“let it out.”

“Y/N!” shuri wailed.

“f-fuck! i-i’m cummin-ing! baby i-i’m cumming!”

“look at me.” you commanded, as you removed the kimoyo bead from her swollen bud.

eyes trained on you, shuri whined.

“do not run from me.”

swiftly, you draped her legs over your shoulders.

“when it all becomes too much,” you spoke into her cunt.

“when you feel defeated,” your face was submerged now, the motion of your head moving from side to side sent her into overdrive.

“do not run from me.”

“ohh m-y, Y/N!” her voice had reached an octave that she nor you had ever heard.

“i-i love you. i fucking love you!”

for a moment, you were lost in her waterfall, savoring every drop of her as you used your tongue to clean her up.

the next few minutes felt like a blur to the king. she found herself centered in bed, face to face with you.

“i’m serious, shuri. you must talk to me. i care for you deeply. don’t shut me out.” you pleaded.

shuri’s gaze made your knees buckle—she looked at you as if she would move heaven and hell for you. her clouded orbs told you promises that she wished to never break.

the feeling of your lips meeting her shoulder blade snapped her back into reality. shuri nodded, then finally spoke again.

“it’s you and me?” she asked.

you smiled, as you placed a tender kiss on her shoulder.

“it’s you and me.”

[lindaseccaspina]

Documenting Reginald Bowden Lanark County Home Child Part 2

Middleville & District Museum–Julie Phillips-Bowden   Our family donated this flag and medallion to the Middleville museum on behalf of Reg Bowden–pictured is his son, grandson and great grandson,and museum curator Alice Borrowman. This was to help with their display on the local British Home Children   ·  Three Generations of the Bowden Family Visit the Middleville and District…

[rediscoveryandrecovery]

Stone Cheshire Inspiration for a huge timeless beige three-story stone exterior home remodel with a tile roof

[draigviller]

[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Wednesday 16 October 2024

The sparkling white flowers of Nerine bowdenii ‘Alba’  (Bowden lily, Cornish lily, Cape flower, Guernsey lily) bloom before the leaves appear. This is a frost hardy perennial that thrives on a well-drained soil in a sunny location. This bulb is a native of South Africa.

Jill Raggett

[celebsoles]

Katrina Bowden

[midnightcelebrities]

Katrina Bowden

[celebritybooty]

Katrina Bowden

[giftheplanet]

Katrina Bowden

Tucker and Dale vs Evil (2010)

Dir. Eli Craig

[schrutexbucks]

"I know what this is." "What?" "This is a suicide pact." "It's a what?" "These kids are coming out here and killing themselves all over the woods." "My God.... that makes so much sense."

Tucker & Dale Vs Evil Directed by Eli Craig (2010)

xx/13 days of Halloween 2024

[some-celebrity-stuffs]

Katrina Bowden

[tomsmusictaste]

Neck Deep // Smooth Seas Don't Make Good Sailors

[captain-kampari]

Katrina Bowden

[jerytoon21]

PotD_1344a_FrederickPrice : Keith VanNelson + Randy Bowden

[transmechanicus]

I think one thing Night Lords does better than any other 40k novel i’ve read is communicate a sense of weight and realism to Astartes combat. They’re not shrugging off injuries or clashing weapons together like power rangers. They get hurt, they stagger, there are weapons they are unwilling to hazard fighting, they bleed, they die. Power weapons are rare and basically unblockable as Melee Weapons Covered In Lightning. Melee combat in general is something only done to save ammunition when culling weaker foes. The characters break bones, get knocked out, or need urgent medical care in nearly every book. The series just does an incredible job of showing that astartes are still human and are not invincible protagonists. Talos gets his face crushed after having the epic idea of improvising an explosive decompression and smacking his head on the edge of the hole. Xarl gives himself brain damage head butting a Company Champion. Uzas’ armor is a ruin from trying to get in close quarters all the time. There’s just so much attention paid to what it’s actually like to be a transhuman with emphasis on human.