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perotovar · 10 months

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into the beat of the night (ch 5) "human fly"

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pairing: frankie morales/oc!river price (they/them) rating: M chapter warnings: swearing, (2) ptsd induced panic attacks, discussions of drugs (cocaine), hurt/comfort, alcohol consumption, this one is a little heavier y'all (but it's me so it's still soft) word count: 3.3k dividers by @saradika-graphics beta/co-writer: @scenaaario (seriously she helped so much with this chapter, pls send her some love ♥)

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series summary: frankie thought he had himself figured out by now. he liked both men and women, had dated both in the past. but when someone that challenges what he thinks that means comes into his life, in an unlikely place, he truly learns who he is, and more importantly, who he loves.

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Frankie, River, Santiago, and Benny were standing in line waiting to get into The Night Owl. Will had to work and couldn’t make it, but he let them know it really wasn’t his scene anyway and wished them all a good night.

River squeezed Frankie’s hand, looking up at him. “You’re such a trooper letting me get you all dolled up today,” they giggled, kissing his cheek.

“I’m surprised how good it looks on him, to be honest,” Benny smirked.

Frankie sighed and rolled his eyes, cheeks pink. He was dolled up by Frankie standards, and having a hard time not fussing with River’s hard work. They had slicked his hair back, and the gel felt like a helmet. He was hyper aware of the eyeliner now rimming his eyes and he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He did everything in his power not to touch his eyes and smudge the thick kohl. Despite his discomfort, even he had to admit he looked good. His hair was smoother than any of them had ever seen it, and the eyeliner emphasized the complexity of his deep brown eyes. River’s eyes dragged over his broad shoulders and grinned at the borrowed shirt he now wore, the delicate mesh pulled taut over his back.

Fake jewelry adorned Frankie’s ears and neck, making River grin. Their eyes traveled down the broad expanse of Frankie’s torso and landed on his soft middle. Frankie was apprehensive about how tight the mesh shirt was, saying that he didn’t want his tummy to poke out too much. River’s kisses to the soft flesh convinced him to go with it. Their arms wrapped around Frankie’s middle and squeezed appreciatively.

“Y’know, now that I’m seeing you all put together like this, you kind of remind me of an older version of someone I used to know,” River hummed thoughtfully.

Santiago snorted and dug his hands under his armpits. “Ay dios mio…” he mumbled under his breath.

“Yeah. Kid went by Dio, but I guarantee he couldn’t tell you a single song by him,” River rolled their eyes, exhaling exasperatedly. “Ended up going to jail for stabbing someone.”

Frankie blinked before barking out a laugh. “That makes me feel great, Río, thanks.”

“No problem,” they smirked, getting up on their toes to kiss him properly, pressing their lips delicately to his so their lipstick wouldn’t smear.

The four of them finally stepped into the club, the walls bouncing with the music. Benny was like a kid in a candy store, eyes wide and excited as he took in all the people. He made his way up to the bar, Viper giving him a look before making him a drink, and Frankie grinned. “I think he likes the place,” he chuckled, looping his arms around River’s waist from behind and kissing their jaw.

“I think so, too. I hope Anya is here tonight.”

“Anya?”

River turned and smirked, putting their finger over their lips as they winked. “It’s a surprise for Benny. I’ve been meaning to find someone for her for a while now and I think he’s perfect.”

An amused look crossed Frankie’s features. He turned to say something to Santiago, but the other man was missing. Frankie furrowed his brows and looked around, one of the clip-ons slightly hitting his cheek as he turned his head. He scanned the room and his eyes finally landed on Santi, already chatting up a pretty girl with dark skin and bright, unnatural contacts in her eyes. Frankie turned back to River, grinning to himself. He’ll catch up with him later.

“You weren’t kidding about these Snakebites, Fish,” Benny’s booming voice brought Frankie’s attention back toward the bar. Ben handed Frankie a matching drink as he took a swig.

“They have other drinks, you know,” River snorted.

Frankie smiled before shrugging. He pressed his hand to their lower back as he guided them over to a cluster of tables. He bit his lip, searching for an empty one.

Suddenly, River gasped and took off, running over to hug a plump woman excitedly. Ben raised his eyebrows and Frankie made an I-don’t-know sound. He moved closer to the pair as River excitedly spoke to the woman, who was giggling loudly. She was really pretty, with a medium skin tone, and her round face bright and more heavily made up than River’s. She wore a lace dress that ended at her thick thighs, and heeled boots with spikes on them. Her hair was short and bleached a bright white.

River felt Frankie’s presence and grinned as he wrapped his arms around their waist, resting his chin on their shoulder. “This must be him,” the woman smiled, her voice soft but with an intrinsic power underneath. He could practically feel the confidence rolling off her in waves. “I thought you said he looked like a truck driver?” she asked, raising a brow.

“Anya, please,” River laughed, holding onto Frankie’s wrists. “He let me get him all dressed up tonight, I promise he does normally.”

Frankie sighed and hid his burning cheeks in River’s neck. He reached a hand out toward Anya, keeping the other secure around River’s waist. “I’m Frankie,” he smiled.

Anya shook his hand and grinned. “You’re being good to them, right? Because if you’re not, I will find you,” she threatened, eyes hard and serious.

Frankie gulped, his eyes going wide, and nodded jerkily. “P-promise.”

“Good,” she grinned. “Anya. And who’s this puppy?” She turned her eyes toward Benny looking over him with an unreadable expression on her face.

Benny was speechless, gazing in adoration at her. He held his drink close and smiled softly, but still didn’t respond, like he didn’t hear her.

“Benjamin,” Frankie mumbled, trying to cover it with a cough.

Benny snapped out of it and shook his head, cheeks red. “S-sorry! I’m Ben,” he smiled wide, holding his hand out for Anya to shake.

Anya looked at his hand accusingly, then looked at Frankie and River with a raised brow, and looked back at Benny. She took his hand and shook it. She must have determined he was a good one because her face softened, a smile blooming on her face. “Hi, Ben.”

River and Frankie exchanged looks before sneaking off to find a spot to sit. When they couldn’t find one, they decided to head for the dance floor instead.

“So, that was Anya,” Frankie laughed, hands on River’s waist as they swayed together.

River hummed and nodded. “Was I right, or was I right?” They smirked, taking a look at the two of them talking animatedly at the bar.

A softness crossed Frankie’s features before he pressed a light kiss to their forehead. “I’m gonna use the bathroom. Be right back, ok?”

River nodded and tapped him on the shoulders before going back to dancing.

Frankie made his way over to the club’s men’s room. As he stood at the sink, he analyzed his look in the mirror, deciding it was growing on him. He wouldn’t keep it, but he didn’t hate it either.

The sound of someone snorting in a stall behind him stopped Frankie in his tracks. He felt his entire body go cold as a shiver ran through him, his eyes slamming shut. He took a deep breath and held it, opening his eyes in time to see a man stumbling out of the bathroom, frantically wiping his nose. Frankie exhaled and looked down at his shaking hands, rubbing his thumb over the black nail polish. He took a minute to collect himself before he made his way back into the club, looking for River and the guys.

River was walking over to Viper from the dance floor and pantomimed drinking something. He poured them a glass of water and they drank it gratefully. They made eye contact with Frankie over the rim of the glass and they set it down, excitedly bouncing over to him.

Frankie felt a rush of warmth at the sight of his partner and his racing heart slowed a little, lacing their fingers through his own. River kissed his cheek before they walked over to where Benny and Anya were still chatting.

“I see things are going well,” River grinned, winking at Anya. Anya rolled her eyes, but smiled up at them. Benny looked at Frankie and did a double take, noticing the pinched look on his face before anyone else did. He caught Frankie’s eye, concern growing on his face. Frankie nodded, squeezing River’s hand a little tighter. Benny seemed to take that and turned back to Anya.

“I was just going to ask this lovely lady if she’d give me her number,” Ben rumbled, looking over Anya’s form appreciatively before landing on her face and holding her gaze. Anya’s cheeks warmed as she held her hand out for Ben to hand her his phone.

River turned to Frankie and smiled. “We should check and see if we can find Santi.”

Frankie swallowed the lump in his throat, his heart pounding, before he croaked out, “He’s probably making out with that girl he was talking to.” He sniffled twice.

River nodded and squeezed his hand, noticing the tightness of his features. The furrow in his brow seemed to deepen by the minute, and his gaze bounced frantically around the room. They could tell something was up, but didn’t want to press the issue. At least not here.

“I’ll go find him,” Frankie muttered quietly before walking off to find Santiago. He made his way over to the women’s restrooms, placed next to the all-gender bathroom, and smiled to himself. Santiago had the same pretty girl from before pressed against the wall and, just as Frankie thought, was heavily making out with her, her arms around Santi’s neck.

Frankie cleared his throat and grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. He was still shaking, but trying his hardest to suppress his trembling. Santiago pulled away from the girl, her lipstick smeared across his mouth.

“Hey, Fish,” Santiago mumbled, licking his kiss-swollen lips. “What can I do ya for?”

“Uh,” Frankie chuckled uneasily. “I think River and I are gonna head out. I, uh…” he shuffled on his feet a little. “It’s getting a little crowded, and I just…”

Santi turned serious, quietly whispering something to the girl before turning his attention back to Frankie. She waited patiently, smiling at the back of Santiago’s head.

“You okay, Frank?” Santiago leaned closer to his friend, placing a reassuring hand on Frankie’s shoulder.

Frankie gulped and nodded, looking down at his black boots. The warmth from Santi’s palm seemed to ground him. “Yeah, I’m just… tired,” he lied, forcing a smile. “I’ll text you, okay?”

Santiago narrowed his eyes, but nodded, giving Frankie a once over. “Alright. I’ll make sure Benny gets home.”

“Thanks, Pope.”

Frankie slapped Santiago on the shoulder before turning away to find River. He had to get out of here, and quick. His palms were sweating and it was getting harder to breathe the longer he stayed. The sound of that guy sniffing played on a tormenting infinite loop.

He hadn’t had an episode like this in a long time, and he guessed that’s why it was happening. He should’ve expected there to be something like this at a nightclub, but it still felt like it came out of nowhere . He shut his eyes and took a deep breath before grabbing River’s hand again.

“Hey,” they smiled, a pinch of worry on their face. “Everything okay?”

Frankie bit his lip and nodded jerkily. “Y-yeah, uh. Do you think we could go home?”

River’s heart skipped a beat at the insinuation that River’s apartment was home, for both of them. Frankie already planned on staying over at River’s that night. “Of course, babe.”

A genuine smile grew on Frankie’s lips and he nodded, kissing their cheek softly.

“I already told Anya and Ben to use protection and they nearly hit me for it,” River chuckled, walking Frankie out of the club and toward his truck. Frankie’s hands were still shaking as he grabbed for his keys. “You want me to drive?�� River asked, holding out their hand.

Frankie battled with himself for a second before nodding, handing his keys over to them. “Thank you,” he mumbled, making his way over to the passenger seat.

The drive home was quiet. Frankie was obsessively picking at his nails, not used to having polish covering them. River kept looking over at Frankie worriedly, unsure what was going on. They knew he’d tell them when he was ready but they couldn’t help but feel useless at this moment.

Once they were inside River’s apartment, Frankie quietly untied his boots and went to the bathroom to clean all the stuff off his face. River got Jonsey his food for the night and went into their bedroom, changing into boxer briefs and Frankie’s Iron Maiden t-shirt. Once changed, they knocked on the bathroom door softly. “You decent?”

They heard a few sounds on the other side of the door, mostly of the fake piercings hitting the counter, before he answered shakily, “Yeah, c’mon in.”

River opened the door and smiled sadly at Frankie’s now-bare face. “There he is,” they smiled, stepping further into the small bathroom to hold his face. They kissed the tip of his nose and pressed their hands on his broad chest. “Go get comfy and I’ll be there in a sec, ok?”

Frankie nodded, almost on autopilot, and made his way into River’s bedroom to change.

When River made their way back into their bedroom, their own face now bare and hair pulled back in a loose braid, Frankie was already curled up in the blankets. His bare back faced them as he lay on his side, so River crawled into the sheets to wrap their arms around him. They cuddled his back close to their chest, rubbing their hands over his soft tummy comfortingly.

“You wanna tell me what happened?” River asked softly into Frankie’s curls, now freed from their gelled prison.

Frankie sighed quietly, lacing his fingers with River’s free hand. “In the morning? I promise I will, I just,” he paused. “I just wanna sleep it off first.”

“Of course,” River hummed, pressing a soft kiss to the back of Frankie’s head. “I’ll be here.”

Cold. Heavy rain. A series of gunshots. And then, euphoria.

Frankie startled awake, covered in cold perspiration. He panted hard, trying to blink the room back into view.

River blinked awake, Frankie’s heaving chest rising and falling quickly underneath their hands. “Babe?” they asked, voice thick with sleep.

Cold. Heavy rain. A series of gunshots. And then—

“Frankie,” River’s voice came through clearly, sounding more awake. They tapped on his chest, rolling him onto his back and then pulling him up into a sitting position.

Black spots and blurred vision greeted him as he tried to come back to earth. “I—“ he croaked, starting to cough. He began breathing heavily, shakily.

River’s eyes welled with tears as they watched him, rubbing his back as soothingly as they could. What could they do? They thought about it for a second, then started humming a song softly.

Frankie pressed his large hand to his chest and his throat, trying to get his breathing back to normal. He turned his head to see if he could find someone familiar. When his eyes landed on River’s tired face, a tear fell from his eye. He didn’t want them to see this. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

River continued humming, rubbing soothing circles into Frankie’s back until his heart rate got to a steady rhythm. “Frankie?” they asked softly, eyes searching his pinched face.

Frankie startled a little, almost like he didn’t expect them to say anything. “Riv—“

“Shh, it’s okay. Just making sure you can hear me,” they whispered. They leaned over to kiss his shoulder, the hand not on his back coming up to hold the back of his own hand pressed to his chest. “I’m gonna go get you some water, ok? Don’t move.”

“Nuh,” Frankie mumbled, shaking his head quickly. He wrapped his arms around their waist and pressed his head to their chest. “N-no.”

A shaky breath left River’s lungs, but they nodded, cradling his face and rubbing his back gently. “Alright,” they sighed.

Exhaustion overtook Frankie’s body and he fell asleep. River looked over at their phone on the nightstand and picked it up; 5:28am. They looked at the photo on their lockscreen of Frankie smiling shyly and looking down. They sighed and put the phone down, looking back at Frankie’s sleeping face.

River could wait. They settled back against the pillows and watched the sky outside lighten to a dusty blue, the clouds glowing orange as the sun rose.

When Frankie opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the sun filtering in through the window. Dust motes floated in the shafts of light. His head was pounding.

“You’re awake.”

He lifted his head from River’s chest and saw their yawning face. “Yeah… You’re up early,” he mumbled, biting back his own yawn.

“I never went back to bed,” River smiled sleepily.

Frankie’s face fell. “God, I’m so sorry, mi río.”

River shook their head and sat up against the headboard of the bed. “No, you stop right there. I chose to stay up, okay?” They smiled, rubbing their thumb against his arm. “I wanted to make sure you slept.”

Frankie’s eyes welled with tears and he shook his head, looking down. He took a deep breath before speaking, wanting everything to come out clearly. “I don’t want you to not know what happened,” he looked up at them, big brown eyes glossy. “I don’t want to scare you again,” he whispered.

Heart melting and breaking simultaneously, River nodded in understanding. “Okay. I’m listening,” they said softly.

So, he told them everything. Joining the military at nineteen, figuring himself out. But also what the military did to him mentally, and how he dealt with that. Colombia. River didn’t say much, just taking the time to let Frankie get his thoughts out.

“I understand if this is like, a lot,” Frankie mumbled shakily. He shut his eyes and exhaled. “If you don’t want to—“

“Stop it,” River hummed sadly. “It is a lot to process, but I’m not worried. I mean, I’m worried, because this is something that’s still affecting you, but I’m not going to leave you over this.”

Relief flooded through him and he pressed his forehead against theirs. “How did I get so lucky?” he whispered, smiling softly.

“It was the New Balances. So hot.”

Frankie snorted, his shoulders shaking slightly until he barked out a loud laugh. “Shut the fuck up,” he giggled, tickling their sides.

River squealed with giggles, falling onto their back. Frankie kept going until they had tears streaming down their cheeks and he was hovering over them. They slowly caught their breath, watching each other’s faces quietly.

“Te amo, mi río,” Frankie hummed, cupping their cheek.

River’s heart stopped and they bit their lip. They looked down at Frankie’s collarbone, not answering right away.

Frankie panicked a little, his eyes widening. “Sh-shit, um, I’m sorry—“

“No, it’s okay,” River’s eyes shut as they shook their head a little. They held his hand against their face so he wouldn’t take it away. “I… I’m not sure I’m ready to… to say that back. But I want to. God, do I want to.”

Frankie exhaled shakily and he nodded, cheeks burning.

“It’s just… I haven’t been in a real relationship in a long time. I still… I still identified as a woman when I did. No one’s ever… b-been with me like… like this,” River gulped, finally looking back up into his eyes again. “It’s always just been flings and hookups.”

Frankie was quiet, processing what they were saying. “Okay,” he muttered. “I don’t want you to say it until you’re ready. I just needed to let you know,” he smiled softly.

River’s heart skipped a beat. “I’m glad you did.”

“Me too,” he hummed, leaning down to kiss them softly.

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juarezesdeporte · 1 year

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JUGADORES DEL LOCOMOTIVE DESTACAN EN LA SEMANA 7 DE LA USL

El Paso, Texas., miércoles 26 de abril, 2023.-El defensa de El Paso Locomotive FC, Eder Borelli, y el portero Benny Díaz fueron nombrados para el Equipo de la Semana del Campeonato de la USL – Semana 7 gracias a sus sólidas actuaciones en la victoria por 2-0 el sábado pasado contra Pittsburgh Riverhounds SC, manteniendo viva la racha invicta del club. en el partido de este fin de semana en San Diego Loyal SC

EDER BORELLI

El desempeño del veterano defensor en la línea de fondo y en el ataque le valió un lugar en el once inicial de esta semana. Contra Pittsburgh ganó 17 duelos y 6 tacleadas. Sus encuentros en la banda lo vieron terminar como el mejor jugador del club en terceras entradas finales (9) y faltas ganadas (6).

BENNY DÍAZ

Se podían escuchar cánticos del nombre de Díaz en Southwest University Park mientras continúa ascendiendo como favorito de los fanáticos. Hizo cuatro salvamentos contra los Riverhounds para registrar su tercera portería a cero de la temporada, la tercera mayor cantidad en la liga.

Equipo de la semana del campeonato de la USL - Semana 7

GK – Rocco Ríos Novo, Phoenix Rising FC

D-Graham Smith, Memphis 901 FC

D – Eder Borelli, El Paso Locomotora FC

D-Collin Smith, Birmingham Legion FC

D - Distrito de Akeem, Memphis 901 FC

M – Panos Armenakas, Loudoun United FC

M – Joe Corona, San Diego Leal SC

M - Houssou Landry, Loudoun United FC

M-Jeremy Kelly, Memphis 901 FC

F – Juan Agudelo, Birmingham Legion FC

F - Christian Volesky, Monterey Bay FC

Suplente – Benny Diaz (ELP), Kevon Lambert (PHX), Paco Craig (MIA), Jairo Henriquez (COS), Luis Felipe Fernandes (SAC), Cristian Parano (SA), Solomon Asante (IND)

#local

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enekabe · 2 years

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La hoja me extraña quiere mi pincel Sabe que necesita de mi en el Mi poeta interior te piensa Mientras llovizna en aquel día donde llamaste a mi cel Sabiendo que brilla mas que Rigel Paramos para mostrarnos el páramo. Quedamos atrapados como arácnidos Contando horas con un ábaco Siendo de esto téstigos Corazón de oro no te desplomes en el lodo Que haré todo lo posible para ir codo a codo Soy la vida desperdiciada de Jack. Esperando que tu mente diga back Sus pi ro. Res pi ro Y te mi ro No sé No puedo No quiero Dejar de pensarte Ya no quiero buscarte Si era tan pobre que solo tenía plata Es que el anhelarte todo de vos me mata Extrañarte tanto a veces me cansa Rompió mi cora y me dio dolores de panza Duermo mucho por enamorarme de mis sueños Escucho y lucho por encontrarte y ser tu dueño En su mirada el paraíso, en sus acciones el infierno Y yo no sé que me hizo, pero en ella siempre pienso No acepto segundos puestos, lo siento No me puedo ubicar, sin asiento No te puedo sacar, no miento De mi mente, y lo cuento Vos jugas con fuego, yo soy quien me quemo Y me hiero, se deshacen mis remos Se va todo en lo que creemos No te encuentro en ningún lugar que miremos Que le encuentren sentido a mis sentidos Que le digan que he vivido a lo vivido Hasta le encantaba a mi orgullo Con creces aceptaba decir que era tuyo. Y no existía ningún chamuyo Porque con vos si que fluyo Soy de los niños pobres, de los que masticamos drama Somos de oro y nos venden cobre, desarmándonos cada rama Buscando las respuestas que manifiestan el terror de quien encesta en mi temor. En el río de tu dulzura actualmente sólo hay sugus duros que rompen mi mente Mientras llama al talento prendo en llama a fuego lento A la suerte debo la fortuna de haberte encontrado A lo que me cueste el desdén de haberte alejado La simpleza es perfección. Y tu carita mi corrección Mis cualidades en penitencia Cada vez que salen provocan violencia De tener tanta inteligencia No me sirve si me provocas demencia Sigo pensando que esto me paso por tonto Vos diciendo que no es para tanto Yo tan roto por dentro Errándole a cada centro Jugando con mi pelo entre sus dedos Supe que mi amor era más grande que mi ego Haciéndonos heridas marcadas con fuego Que quisiera poder sanar luego Y de qué me sirve brillar si no es en tu cielo? ¿Quién va a entender la atracción entre dos astros? Si al unirnos nos dejamos ni un rastro Sabiendo que tengo mis técnicas de jedai puede Que mientras un tema del Badass suene No se desgastan mis nike y quiere Que la espere mientras el time vuele Fue Benny Hammond en esta ocasión Con tan solo 4 tomas ganó mi corazón Me faltan muchas piezas para completar este rompecabezas. Y tanta falta de endereza para acomodar mi tristeza Me gustaría desaparecer del universo a veces. Crearte un mundo de versos con creces Quisiera que por mi reces Y soñarte en lugares donde me beses La inspiración espera al cliente de la indignación que esmera su ente. Los dolores son mas potentes cada vez que vuelven a aparecerte Quisiera ser el hombre de vitrubio a la par De tus caderas y acariciarte cada lunar Para llevarte a cada lugar dónde quisiera hacerte volar Sólo sé que todo este sacrificio algún día se transformará en un fruto muy dulce el cual no cederá A terminarse y a quererse una vez más Para decirnos que no acabará Otro día mediocre a mi lista. Sin poder tener tu cara a mi vista Sin recorrer cada centímetro de tu pista escuchando el reloj y su tic tac Entre tanto bochinche el silencio se hace fetiche. A veces me agoto de oir tanto metiche Si saben que yo te fiche De mi equipo titular hasta en los eclipses Te tocaría mejor que un equipo de Guardiola Y te esperaría como playistas cada ola Recordaría en mi mente cada rola Que me cantaste al oido y al cora Que escándalo los genios siempre están re mal del coco Y a veces lo que nos toca es tan poco Que de pensarlo solo me agoto De tu fe necesito un voto Lo más dulce se puede volver amargo No me quiero hacer cargo De un trago donde no valgo Pero es lo último que escribirán mis manos

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hardysbitch · 3 years

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Nuevo Apartamento -B.H (SMUT)

tw: sexo sin protección, sexo en la ducha, palabrotas, lo siento si hay algo más y no me he fijado.

nota: lo siento si no es muy bueno el imagina, hace mucho tiempo que no escribo este tipo de cosas pero espero que al menos os guste el concepto.

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Estabas limpiando los restos de pintura que habían quedado en el suelo después de haber pintado las paredes de esa habitación. El piso estaba casi vacío, a excepción de la cama simple que había en una habitación hasta que la vuestra estuviera lista, y muebles básicos hasta que pudiérais traer los vuestros.

Pasaste la fregona una última vez y saliste de la habitación, a esperar que la pintura y el suelo se secara. Fuiste a la cocina, que desprendía un muy buen olor, y encontraste a tu novio cocinando.

—¿Qué tal está mi chica? —Dijo cuando te vio.

—Algo cansada. —Te acercaste y le diste un pequeño beso en los labios. —¿Qué haces?

—Una sopa. He visto la receta en internet y me ha apetecido cocinar algo para ti, ya que llevas todo el día terminando nuestra habitación.

—Gracias cariño. Voy a darme una ducha.

—Te espero.

Ahora él se acercó a darte un beso y al separaros, saliste de la cocina en dirección al baño para darte una ducha como habías dicho. Te desnudaste y soltaste tu pelo de la trenza que tenías, para lavarlo por si acaso.

Abriste el agua caliente y te metiste debajo, relajando tu cuerpo por primera vez en el día y estuviste allí varios minutos cuando sentiste como otra persona se metía contigo en la ducha.

—No pensaste de verdad que iba a dejar que te ducharas sola, ¿No? —Dijo Ben, abrazándote por la cintura desde detrás.

Reíste y te giraste para darle la cara. Cogiste su rostro entre tus dos manos y lo acercaste al tuyo, juntando vuestros labios. Ben decidió tomar la delantera y sacó un poco la lengua, pidiéndote que abrieras la boca para poder besarte salvajemente (De verdad no sé porque escribo estas cosas). Pasaste tus manos desde su mandíbula hasta su cuello y mantuviste una ahí mientras la otra subía y enredabas los dedos en su pelo, tirando ligeramente.

Ben no se quedo atrás y bajo sus manos hasta tus trasero, donde masajeó tus nalgas e hizo que te acercaras más a él, notando como su amigo comenzaba a despertar.

Bajó sus besos hasta tu cuello y en un movimiento rápido con la mano, cerró el agua y volvió a empujarte hacía él, pegando vuestros pechos. Soltaste un gemido ahogado al notar como pasaba la lengua por el punto dulce de tu cuello y tiraste un poco de su pelo.

Pasó sus manos de tu trasero hasta tus pechos y comenzó a masajearlos mientras volvía a besarte en la boca. Una de sus manos se mantuvo en tu pecho mientras la otra hizo un camino lento por tu abdomen a tu centro, y pasó su dedo corazón por tus pliegues, notando la humedad entre tus piernas.

—Alguien está lista para estrenar el piso nuevo. —Río.

—Vamos, Benny. Tú también estás listo.

Dijiste y con tu mano izquierda cogiste su pene y comenzaste a masajearlo, robando un gruñido de parte de Ben. Te pego de espaldas a los fríos azulejos de la ducha y pegó su frente con la tuya a la vez que dos de sus dedos jugaban con tu sensible coño.

Seguiste moviendo tu mano sobre su amigo cuando él decidió meter los dos dedos de golpe en ti, haciéndote gemir.

—Eso es, cariño. Demuéstrame lo mucho que te gusta follarte mis dedos.

—Ben. —Gemiste.

Dió un par de empujones con los dedos antes de sacarlos y llevárselos a la boca, saboreando tus fluidos. Sacó los dedos de su boca y los dirigió a la tuya.

—Chupa. —Obedeciste y metiste sus dedos en tu boca, sin apartar la mirada de sus ojos verdes.

Sacó los dedos de tu boca y posó sus dos manos bajo tu trasero. Entendiste lo que quería hacer y te impulsaste, para que él pudiera alzarte y enganchaste tus piernas a su cadera. Pasaste tus brazos por sus hombros, agarrandote y Ben dejó una mano en tu trasero, para apoyarse en la pared detrás tuya con la otra. Pegó vuestras bocas, besándote ferozmente y bajó la mano de la pared para agarrar su miembro y dirigirlo a tu entrada.

—¿Estás segura? —Te miró a los ojos.

—O la metes ya, o me bajas, Benny Boo.

Él río y se introdujo en tí, haciéndote gemir. Lo empujaste hacía tí, pegando vuestros pechos y llevaste una de tus manos devuelta a su pelo, tirando levemente de él.

—Joder.

—¿P-puedes ir más rápido? —Preguntaste con algo de dificultad.

Sin responderte, devolvió su manos a tu trasero, sosteniendote, y camino lo más rápido posible fuera de la ducha hasta la cama. Te tumbó en ella, sacando su miembro momentáneamente y antes de que puedas quejarte, lo metió de golpe, haciéndote gemir más fuerte que las otras veces.

—Ésta noche, los vecinos se van a aprender mi nombre.

Agarró tus piernas, poniéndolas sobre cada uno de sus hombros, pudiendo introducirse más a fondo en tí.

—¡Ben! —Gemiste cuando alcanzó tu punto G.

—Mi nombre completo, nena.

Te agarró de la cintura, clavando sus dedos y gemiste.

—¡Benjamin Jones!

—Eso ya me gusta más.

Siguió dándote estocadas hasta que empezaste a sentir como el orgasmo llegaba a tu cuerpo. Él lo notó y bajó su mano hasta su coño y con su dedo gordo masajeó tu clitoris.

—Vamos nena, córrete sobre mi polla.

—Ben. Más rápido.

Te hizo caso y volvió a llevar las manos a tu cintura para agarrarte bien, tú llevaste tu mano a tu clitoris y continuaste con lo que Ben estaba haciendo.

Desde dónde estabas podías ver como las venas de su cuello saltaban cuando hacía la cabeza para atrás y estás desaparecían por su torso para volver a aparecer debajo de sus abdominales, culminando en su polla.

Con unas estocadas más, te corriste gritando fuertemente su nombre y al sentir tus fluidos salpicar de tu entrada, se corrió él también.

Sacó su pene de tu interior y lo masajeó, exprimiendo las últimas gotas de su semen en tu abdomen. Bufaste algo cansada pero Ben se agachó para ver como vuestros fluidos mezclados resbalaban fuera de tu coño dilatado, acercó la cara y pasó la lengua, recogiendo un poco del líquido blanquecino, para luego trepar por tu cuerpo y pararse frente a tu cara.

Sabías lo que venía, así que abriste los labios, sacaste un poco la lengua y Ben lo escupió dentro de tu boca. Lo tragaste rápidamente y sonreíste inocentemente.

Ben se dejó caer, con cuidado, sobre tí bastante satisfecho y tu lo rodeaste con tus brazos, haciéndole fácil poder ponerte sobre él cuando se giró boca arriba sobre la cama.

—Eres la mejor. —Te dijo sonriendo.

Reíste tímidamente y agarraste su cara entre tus manos, dándole un beso lento, demostrándole lo mucho que lo querías.

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Dunk, mejor conocido como Ser Duncan el Alto, fue un caballero errante originario del Lecho de Pulgas. Fue escudero de Ser Arlan del Árbol de la Moneda, compañero de Aegon V Targaryen y posteriormente Lord Comandante de la Guardia Real del mismo. Su emblema personal es una estrella fugaz verde sobre un olmo en campo de ocaso.

Es fuerte y rápido, siendo entrenado en justas y el manejo de la espada. Es un hombre humilde que se considera a sí mismo torpe y cabeza dura.

Los recuerdos más antiguos de Dunk son los de vivir como ladronzuelo en las calles del Lecho de Pulgas en Desembarco del Rey. Ser Arlan del Árbol de la Moneda tomó a Dunk como escudero y lo crió hasta su adolescencia. El optimismo humilde de Ser Arlan influenció la forma de ver la vida de Dunk, aunque el apodo constante de su protector, Dunk el Tocho, mermó su confianza en sí mismo.

Cuando Dunk tenía unos 16 años, Ser Arlan murió inesperadamente de camino a Vado Ceniza. Dunk enterró a Ser Arlan y decidió competir en el Torneo de Vado Ceniza él mismo. De camino, conoció a un chico con la cabeza rapada llamado Egg, quien le rogó ser su escudero. Dunk eventualmente accedió. Acamparon justo a las afueras de Vado Ceniza, bajo un olmo, donde vieron una estrella fugaz pasando por el cielo del ocaso. Para Dunk, el momento simbolizó los placeres humildes de la vida de caballero errante. En la mañana, Dunk vendió el equipo de Ser Arlan y compró una armadura de su tamaño. Necesitando un blasón, le pidió a una marionetista dorniense, Tanselle, que pintara su escudo: una estrella fugaz sobre un olmo en campo del ocaso.

Dunk sostiene ante los organizadores del torneo que Ser Arlan le nombró caballero antes de morir, pero nadie recuerda a Ser Arlan. Eventualmente, Dunk le pregunta a Baelor Lanzarrota, quien había justado con Ser Arlan en una ocasión, si recuerda al difunto caballero; Baelor le permite a Dunk participar en el torneo. Esa tarde, el príncipe Aerion Targaryen ataca a los marionetistas, que estaban representando la muerte de un dragón. Dunk ayuda a los dornienses, corrigiendo a Aerion a base de golpes en el proceso. Dunk es apresado por los guardias del príncipe, pero Egg, descubriendo su verdadera identidad como el príncipe Aegon Targaryen, le protege de mayores daños.

Aerion, en venganza, demanda un juicio de Siete, un juicio por combate de siete combatientes por lado. Egg ayuda a Dunk a encontrar aliados, los que en última instancia incluyen al mismo Baelor; sus aliados le ayudan porque consideran a Dunk un verdadero caballero, que recordó sus votos y ayudó a los débiles en vez de cerrar los ojos ante la conducta de un príncipe. Durante el combate, Dunk se enfrenta a Aerion y, debido a su inexperiencia con la espada y la lanza, casi muere. Usando su fuerza y las habilidades de lucha callejera que aprendiera en el Lecho de Pulgas, Dunk ataca a Aerion y le obliga a rendirse. La victoria es agridulce, pues dos de sus hombres mueren y, poco después, Baelor fallece por una herida en la cabeza recibida de su propio hermano. Estas muertes llenan de culpa a Dunk, especialmente la del príncipe heredero.

Luego del torneo, el padre de Egg, Maekar, le pide a Dunk que tome a su hijo como escudero oficial. Dunk accede, pero rechaza servir a la Casa Targaryen y rodearse de lujos, prefiriendo la vida de un caballero errante y enseñándole a Egg humildad, lo que su hermano mayor Aerion nunca aprendió.

Duncan y Aegon viajaron a Dorne, atravesando el Paso del Príncipe, y parando eventualmente en Vaith. Cruzando el desierto, uno de sus caballos murió, y Dunk y Egg tuvieron que montar en Trueno. Mientras que entre 209 y 210 d.C. la Gran Epidemia Primaveral asoló Poniente, Dunk y Egg la evitaron al encontrarse en Dorne, uno de los dos lugares a donde la peste no había llegado. Dunk y Egg tomaron una barca por el Sangreverde a los Tablones, donde tomaron el pasaje en la galeaza Dama Blanca hacia Antigua. A bordo del buque, Duncan tuvo su primera experiencia de combate naval cuando ayudó a repeler algunos asaltantes. En Antigua, visitaron al hermano de Aegon, Aemon.

Dunk y Egg viajan al Dominio y entran al servicio de Ser Eustace Osgrey de Tiesa, un caballero pobre. Junto al otro caballero al servicio de Ser Eustace, Ser Bennis el Moreno, descubren que algunos aldeanos de Lady Rohanne Webber de Fosafría habían tapiado el arroyo local, el río Jaquel. Bennis provocó a Lady Rohanne al herir a uno de sus hombres y Dunk tuvo que acudir a Fosafría para razonar con ella. A pesar de la tensión sexual en la conversación, Rohanne se rehusó a sacar el dique y le contó a Dunk sobre el apoyo y participación de Ser Eustace en favor de Daemon Fuegoscuro durante la Rebelión Fuegoscuro.

Choqueado por la revelación, Dunk intenta dejar el servicio de Ser Eustace, pero un incendio del bosque cercano hace a Dunk sospechar que Lady Rohanne ha empezado su campaña contra Ser Eustace. Luego de la huida de Bennis, Dunk y unos pocos campesinos son toda la defensa de Tiesa. Dunk hace que los campesinos se refugien y promete enfrentar a Lady Rohanne junto a Ser Eustace. Dunk se ofrece a zanjar el asunto con un juicio por combate y Lady Rohanne accede, enviando a su mayordomo, Ser Lucas Inchfield, a pelear contra Dunk. Una vez más, la fuerza y habilidades de pelea compensan la falta de maestría con la espada de Dunk. Mata a Ser Lucas, pero es herido de gravedad y casi se ahoga en el río.

Luego de recuperarse, Dunk descubre que Eustace y Rohanne han terminado con sus diferencias y planean casarse. Lady Rohanne la ofrece a Llama a Dunk, como un regalo por el papel que desempeñó en su reconciliación, pero este la rechaza, besa a Rohanne y corta un pedazo de su trenza como recuerdo. Luego, Dunk y Egg se van de Tiesa.

Dunk y Egg dejan Septo de Piedra y se dirigen al Norte, con la esperanza de entrar al servicio de Lord Beron Stark, quien ha llamado por hombres para defenderse de las redadas Greyjoy en la costa norte. De camino se encuentran con un septón que había sido decapitado por dar sermones de traición; Dunk recuerda que Lord Cuervo de Sangre tiene espías en todos lados. Se encuentran con Lord Gormon Peake, Lord Alyn Cockshaw y un hombre ricamente vestido que dice ser un caballero errante llamado Ser John el Violinista. Dunk es desafiado e insultado por Peake y Cockshaw, pero el Violinista lo trata con cortesía. Ser John invita a Dunk a la boda de Lord Ambrose Butterwell; habría una justa para celebrar su boda con una Frey del Cruce y el premio era un huevo de dragón. Durante el camino hacia la boda, Dunk se hace amigo de tres caballeros errantes. La boda se celebra en Murosblancos; luego de ver la lista de invitados, Egg le informa a Dunk que esta parece ser una excusa para una reunión de traidores pues casi todos los invitados habían peleado por los Fuegoscuro. Luego del encamamiento, Ser John se acerca a Dunk y le dice que lo ha reconocido: Dunk había aparecido en uno de sus sueños, en el cual Duncan vestía una armadura completamente blanca, como las de la Guardia Real. El Violinista le dice que sus sueños siempre se cumplen y que también soñó la muerte de sus hermanos y que un dragón eclosionaría de un huevo en Murosblancos.

Dunk entra en la justa como el Caballero del Patíbulo, una identidad como caballero misterioso, y pierde contra Ser Uthor Underleaf, quien casi lo mata. Al ir a entregarle su armadura y caballo tras el fracaso, Ser Uthor le dice que alguien le había pagado para matarlo y que lo habría hecho si le hubiesen dado más dinero. Antes de la que justa continúe, se extiende el rumor de que el huevo de dragón ha desaparecido. Se culpa a Ser Glendon Ball, quien es apresado por Peake. Dunk nota que Egg está perdido y parte en su busca. Durante la búsqueda, casi es asesinado por Alyn Cockshaw, quien había sido el que había pagado a Ser Uthor. Maynard Plumm interviene y envía a Dunk al septo, donde está Egg.

Dunk encuentra a su escudero y a un acobardado Lord Butterwell, quien ha descubierto la verdadera identidad de Egg. Egg le cuenta a Ambrose que él y Dunk eran espías enviados para investigar la boda y torneo y que su padre, el príncipe Maekar, se dirije ya hacia el lugar con un ejército. Esto es falso, pero sirve para asustar a Lord Ambrose. El hijo adoptivo de Butterwell, Tom Heddle, aparece e intenta herir a Egg, pero es asesinado por Dunk. Dunk le ordena a Egg que se marche junto a Lord Butterwell; para encubrir su escape, Dunk confronta a Daemon II Fuegoscuro, acusando a Gormon Peake de acusar falsamente a Ball por el robo del huevo de dragón.

Dunk encuentra a Lord Cuervo de Sangre en su pabellón, fuera del cual están las cabezas en picas de Peake y Tom Heddle. Lord Cuervo de Sangre, en gratitud, le da a Dunk el oro suficiente para recuperar su armadura y caballo. Le dice además que el huevo había sido hurtado por uno de sus agentes y que se encuentra seguro

Siendo aun un príncipe, Aegon desposa a Betha Blackwood; nombran a su primer hijo y heredero Duncan, quien es apodado Duncan el Pequeño en contraste a Dunk.

Luego de que Egg asciende al Trono de Hierro como el rey Aegon V Targaryen, éste le pide a Dunk ser parte de su Guardia Real, de la que eventualmente llegará a ser Lord Comandante.

Durante el reinado de Aegon V, Ser Duncan escolta al maestre Aemon y a Brynden Ríos al Muro por mandato del rey Aegon. También es el responsable de asesinar en combate al autoproclamado rey Daemon III Fuegoscuro en la que sería conocida como Cuarta Rebelión Fuegoscuro.

Luego de que el príncipe Duncan desposara a una campesina e hiciera caso omiso de su compromiso con la hija de Lord Lyonel Baratheon, éste monta en cólera y se declara en rebelión, autoproclamándose Rey de la Tormenta. Ser Duncan se enfrenta a Lord Lyonel en combate y sale victorioso, acabando con la rebelión del noble tormenteño. Para compensar el agravio, el rey Aegon V decide enviar a su hija menor, la princesa Rhaelle, como copera y dama de compañía a Bastión de Tormentas.

Dunk muere junto al rey Aegon y el príncipe Duncan en la Tragedia de Refugio Estival en circunstancias desconocidas; únicamente se hace referencia a que fue de manera honorable.

Por razones que se desconocen, un escudo con el emblema original de Dunk llega a la armería de Lord Selwyn Tarth en el Castillo del Atardecer. La hija de Lord Selwyn, Brienne, utiliza una copia de su emblema mientras viaja por las Tierras de los Ríos de incógnito.

Por correspondencia con el autor, George R. R. Martin, se especula que Dunk haya tenido hijos en sus aventuras por Poniente y que alguno de sus descendientes esté presente en la serie desde Tormenta de Espadas.

Si lo se, Chris Hemsworth hubiera estado mejor para Duncan y no lo pense bien, aun así hice dos con el principe de Once Upon a Time ya que en algunos dibujos de este personaje lo ponen de cabello corto y a veces casi rubio.

Dunk, better known as Ser Duncan the Tall, was a wandering knight from the Flea Bed. He was a squire to Ser Arlan of the Coin Tree, companion of Aegon V Targaryen and later Lord Commander of the Royal Guard of the same. His personal emblem is a green shooting star on an elm tree in a sunset field.

He is strong and fast, being trained in jousting and swordplay. He is a humble man who considers himself clumsy and hard-headed.

Dunk's oldest memories are of living as a petty thief on the streets of the Flea Bed in King's Landing. Ser Arlan of the Coin Tree took Dunk as a squire and raised him into his teens. Ser Arlan's humble optimism influenced Dunk's outlook on life, though his patron's constant nickname, Dunk the Bilge, eroded his self-confidence.

When Dunk was about 16 years old, Ser Arlan died unexpectedly on the way to Ashford. Dunk buried Ser Arlan and decided to compete in the Ashford Tournament himself. On the way, he met a boy with a shaved head named Egg, who begged him to be his squire. Dunk eventually agreed. They camped just outside Ashford, under an elm tree, where they saw a shooting star passing through the sunset sky. For Dunk, the moment symbolized the humble joys of the wandering knight life. In the morning, Dunk sold Ser Arlan's gear and bought armor his size. Needing a crest, he asked a Dornish puppeteer, Tanselle, to paint her shield: a shooting star on an elm in the sunset field.

Dunk claims to tournament organizers that Ser Arlan knighted him before he died, but no one remembers Ser Arlan. Eventually, Dunk asks Baelor Lanzarrota, who had just met Ser Arlan once, if he remembers the late knight; Baelor allows Dunk to participate in the tournament. That afternoon, Prince Aerion Targaryen attacks the puppeteers, who were enacting the death of a dragon. Dunk helps the Dornishmen, correcting Aerion with blows in the process. Dunk is captured by the prince's guards, but Egg, discovering his true identity as Prince Aegon Targaryen, protects him from further harm.

Aerion, in revenge, demands a trial of Seven, a trial by combat of seven combatants per side. Egg helps Dunk find allies, which ultimately include Baelor himself; his allies help him because they consider Dunk a true knight, who remembered his vows and helped the weak instead of closing his eyes to the conduct of a prince. During combat, Dunk confronts Aerion and, due to his inexperience with sword and spear, nearly dies. Using his strength and the street fighting skills he learned on the Flea Bed, Dunk attacks Aerion and forces him to surrender. The victory is bittersweet, as two of his men die and, shortly after, Baelor dies from a head injury received from his own brother. These deaths fill Dunk with guilt, especially that of the crown prince.

After the tournament, Egg's father, Maekar, asks Dunk to take his son as an official squire. Dunk agrees, but refuses to serve House Targaryen and surround himself with luxury, preferring the life of a wandering knight and teaching Egg humility, which his older brother Aerion never learned.

Duncan and Aegon traveled to Dorne, crossing the Prince's Pass, and eventually stopping at Vaith. Crossing the desert, one of his horses died, and Dunk and Egg had to ride Thunder. While between 209 and 210 AD The Great Spring Epidemic devastated Westeros, Dunk and Egg avoided it when they found themselves in Dorne, one of the two places where the plague had not reached. Dunk and Egg took a boat through the Green Blood to the Planks, where they took the passage on the White Lady galleys to Antigua. On board the ship, Duncan had his first experience of naval combat when he helped repel some attackers. In Antigua, they visited Aegon's brother, Aemon.

Dunk and Egg travel to the Domain and enter the service of Ser Eustace Osgrey of Tiesa, a poor knight. Together with the other knight in Ser Eustace's service, Ser Bennis the Brown, they discover that some of the Lady Rohanne Webber villagers of Coldmoat had blocked the local stream, the Jaquel River. Bennis provoked Lady Rohanne by wounding one of his men, and Dunk had to go to Coldmoat to reason with him. Despite the sexual tension in the conversation, Rohanne refused to remove the dam and told Dunk about Ser Eustace's support and involvement in favor of Daemon Darkfire during the Darkfire Rebellion.

Shocked by the revelation, Dunk attempts to leave Ser Eustace's service, but a fire in the nearby forest makes Dunk suspect that Lady Rohanne has started her campaign against Ser Eustace. After Bennis escapes, Dunk and a few peasants are Tiesa's entire defense. Dunk causes the peasants to take refuge and vows to confront Lady Rohanne alongside Ser Eustace. Dunk offers to settle the matter with a trial by combat and Lady Rohanne agrees, sending her butler, Ser Lucas Inchfield, to fight Dunk. Once again, strength and fighting skills make up for Dunk's lack of sword mastery. He kills Ser Lucas, but is seriously wounded and nearly drowns in the river.

After recovering, Dunk discovers that Eustace and Rohanne have ended their differences and plan to marry. Lady Rohanne offers her to Llama a Dunk, as a gift for the role she played in their reconciliation, but he rejects her, kisses Rohanne and cuts a piece of her braid as a memento. Later, Dunk and Egg leave Tiesa.

Dunk and Egg leave Stone Septo and head north, hoping to enter the service of Lord Beron Stark, who has called for men to defend himself against Greyjoy raids on the north shore. On the way they come across a septon who had been beheaded for giving treason sermons; Dunk remembers that Lord Blood Raven has spies everywhere. They meet Lord Gormon Peake, Lord Alyn Cockshaw, and a richly dressed man who claims to be a wandering knight named Ser John the Fiddler. Dunk is challenged and insulted by Peake and Cockshaw, but the Fiddler treats him courteously. Ser John invites Dunk to Lord Ambrose Butterwell's wedding; there would be a joust to celebrate his wedding with a Frey del Cruce and the prize was a dragon egg. On the way to the wedding, Dunk befriends three errant gentlemen. The wedding is celebrated in Murosblancos; After viewing the guest list, Egg informs Dunk that this appears to be an excuse for a gathering of traitors as almost all of the guests had fought for the Darkfires. After bedridden, Ser John approaches Dunk and tells him that he has recognized him: Dunk had appeared in one of his dreams, in which Duncan wore completely white armor, like those of the Royal Guard. The Violinist tells him that his dreams always come true and that he also dreamed of the death of his brothers and that a dragon would hatch from an egg in Whitewalls.

Dunk enters the joust as the Knight of the Gallows, an identity as a mysterious knight, and loses to Ser Uthor Underleaf, who nearly killed him. Going to deliver his armor and horse to him after the failure, Ser Uthor tells him that someone had paid him to kill him and that he would have done it if they had given him more money. Before the joust continues, a rumor spreads that the dragon egg has disappeared. Ser Glendon Ball, who is caught by Peake, is blamed. Dunk notices that Egg is missing and sets off in search of him. During the search, he was nearly killed by Alyn Cockshaw, who had been the one who had paid Ser Uthor. Maynard Plumm intervenes and sends Dunk to the sept, where Egg is.

Dunk finds his squire and a cowering Lord Butterwell, who has discovered Egg's true identity. Egg tells Ambrose that he and Dunk were spies sent to investigate the wedding and tournament and that his father, Prince Maekar, is already heading there with an army. This is false, but it serves to scare Lord Ambrose. Butterwell's adopted son, Tom Heddle, appears and tries to hurt Egg, but is killed by Dunk. Dunk orders Egg to leave with Lord Butterwell; To cover up his escape, Dunk confronts Daemon II Darkfire, accusing Gormon Peake of falsely accusing Ball of stealing the dragon egg.

Dunk finds Lord Blood Raven in his pavilion, outside of which are the spade heads of Peake and Tom Heddle. Lord Blood Raven, in gratitude, gives Dunk enough gold to recover his armor and horse. He also tells him that the egg had been stolen by one of his agents and that he is safe

While still a prince, Aegon marries Betha Blackwood; They name their first son and heir Duncan, who is nicknamed Duncan the Little in contrast to Dunk.

After Egg ascends to the Iron Throne as King Aegon V Targaryen, he asks Dunk to be part of his Royal Guard, of which he will eventually become Lord Commander.

During Aegon V's reign, Ser Duncan escorted Maester Aemon and Brynden Rios to the Wall at the command of King Aegon. He is also responsible for assassinating the self-proclaimed King Daemon III Darkfire in what would be known as the Fourth Darkfire Rebellion.

After Prince Duncan married a peasant girl and ignored his engagement to Lord Lyonel Baratheon's daughter, he flew into a rage and declared rebellion, proclaiming himself King of the Storm. Ser Duncan faces Lord Lyonel in combat and is victorious, ending the tormenteño nobleman's rebellion. To make up for the grievance, King Aegon V decides to send his youngest daughter, Princess Rhaelle, as a cupbearer and companion to Storm's End.

Dunk dies alongside King Aegon and Prince Duncan in the Summer Haven Tragedy under unknown circumstances; it only refers to the fact that it was honorable.

For unknown reasons, a shield bearing Dunk's original emblem arrives in Lord Selwyn Tarth's armory at Sunset Castle. Lord Selwyn's daughter Brienne uses a copy of her emblem as she travels the Riverlands incognito.

By correspondence with the author, George R. R. Martin, it is speculated that Dunk has had children in her adventures in Westeros and that some of her descendants have been present in the series since A Storm of Swords.

Yes, I know, Chris Hemsworth would have been better for Duncan and I didn't think twice, even so I did two with the prince from Once Upon a Time since in some drawings of this character they put him with short hair and sometimes almost blonde.

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j-biedma-de-ubeda · 4 years

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AVE FÉNIX

Pájaro de fuego o de luz, muere entre llamas, pero renace cada 500 años. Más esbelta que un águila, su plumaje es dorado y rojo. Se alimenta de aire y de rocío. Sus lágrimas curan heridas y alivian congojas.

Benny, de los egipcios, se posó en la colina primigenia y fue la única ave que no comió del fruto prohibido.

Milchan, en la tradición hebrea, construye su nido con maderas aromáticas en un alcor de Arabia.

Unos piensan que renace de huevo, otros que de larva, la mayoría que de las cenizas de su padre.

Se dice que el emperador Claudio cazó un Fénix del Nilo y que lo expuso en Roma.

Heine lo recrea como mensajero del amor.

Arura curó a su padre con las lágrimas del Ave Dorada hija del sol. Y le dijo: "La noche te guarda y el día eres tú, manantial de vida". Entonces bajó Fénix de la montaña como una claridad anaranjada, dejando caer una lluvia dorada que Arura recogió en un cuenco. Luego, con su pico de oro y fuego apresó los andrajos de la mujer, la elevó en el aire y cruzó con ella desierto, bosque y río.

#ave fénix

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350 mil dosis se aplicaran en el Programa Vacunación Transfronteriza

Benny Cruz Zapata. Cd. Victoria, Tamaulipas.- Con la segunda etapa de la Vacunación Transfronteriza, se pretende proveer de 350 mil dosis a las y los tamaulipecos, a fin de disminuir los contagios de la enfermedad. El Secretario del Trabajo, Miguel Ángel Villarreal Ongay, comparte que se supervisó las acciones del Programa de Vacunación Transfronteriza, desarrolladas en el municipio de Río…

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elcinelateleymickyandonie · 4 years

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Harold Huber.

Filmografía

El Código Penal (1930) - Convicto en el patio (sin acreditar)

Central Park (1932) - Nick Sarno

20.000 años en Sing Sing (1932) - Tony - Convicto del corredor de la muerte (sin acreditar)

Frisco Jenny (1932) - Weaver

El rey de los partidos (1932) - Scarlatti

Saltador de paracaídas (1933) - Steve Donovan

Damas de las que hablan (1933) - Lefty Simons

Chica desaparecida (1933) - Jim Hendricks

Aeropuerto Central (1933) - Hombre moreno (escenas eliminadas)

La vida de Jimmy Dolan (1933) - Reggie Newman

El expreso de la seda (1933) - Train Guard Craft

El alcalde del infierno (1933) - Joe

Midnight Mary (1933) - Puggy

Mary Stevens, MD (1933) - Tony

Coche de policía 17 (1933) - Johnny Davis

The Bowery (1933) - Slick (sin acreditar)

Furia de la jungla (1933) - Gaston Labelle alias Frenchy

¡Hola, Nellie! (1934) - Leo

No más mujeres (1934) - Iceberg

El caso Crosby (1934) - Rogers (sin acreditar)

La formación (1934) - 'Mile-a-Way' Miller

Un tipo muy honorable (1934) - Joe Ponzetti

Él era su hombre (1934) - JC Ward, Hitman de Curly

El hombre delgado (1934) - Nunheim

The Merry Frinks (1934) - Benny Lopez

La defensa descansa (1934) - Castro

Más allá de la ley (1934) - Gordon

Hide-Out (1934) - Dr. Warner

Puerto de los sueños perdidos (1934) - Louis Constolos

Tramposos tramposos (1934) - Edgar 'Legs' Finelli

The World Accuses (1934) - 'Damas' Fraley

Abandonando a todos los demás (1934) - Sr.Frankenstein - Propietario del puesto de hamburguesas (sin acreditar)

Una noche de Nueva York (1935) - Blake

La traviesa Marietta (1935) - Abe

G Men (1935) - Venke

Reckless (1935) - Nick Londos (sin acreditar)

Mad Love (1935) - Thief (escenas eliminadas)

Persecución (1935) - Jake

Vivo mi vida (1935) - Picture Hanger (sin acreditar)

Somos solo humanos (1935) - Tony Ricci (sin acreditar)

Muss 'em Up (1936) - Maratti

Klondike Annie (1936) - Chan Lo

San Francisco (1936) - Bebé

Kelly el segundo (1936) - Spike

Las mujeres son un problema (1936) - Pete the Pusher

El diablo es un mariquita (1936) - Willie

El Desperado Gay (1936) - Juan Campo

Le dieron una pistola (1937)

La buena tierra (1937) - Primo

Problemas en Marruecos (1937) - Palmo

Taxi de medianoche (1937) - Walter 'Lucky' Todd.

Vacaciones del ángel (1937) - Bat Regan

No puedes vencer al amor (1937) - Pretty Boy Jones

Forajidos del Oriente (1937) - Bandit General Ho-Fang

Amor bajo el fuego (1937) - Teniente Chaves

Charlie Chan en Broadway (1937) - Inspector Nelson

Charlie Chan en Montecarlo (1937) - Jules Joubert

Asentamiento internacional (1938) - Joseph Lang

Un leve caso de asesinato (1938) - Giuseppe

La apuesta del señor Moto (1938) - Teniente Riggs

Las aventuras de Marco Polo (1938) - Toctai

Un viaje a París (1938) - Willie Jones

Pandillas de Nueva York (1938) - Panatella

Esposo pasaporte (1938) - Blackie Bennet

El misterioso señor Moto (1938) - Ernst Litmar

Little Tough Guys in Society (1938) - Tío Buck

Mientras duerme Nueva York (1938) - Joe Marco

Ir a lugares (1938) - Maxie

María de medianoche (1939)

Rey del césped (1939) - Santelli

No puedes salirte con la tuya (1939) - Tom Scappa

La dama y la mafia (1939) - Harry the Lug

Persiguiendo el peligro (1939) - Carlos Demitri

6.000 enemigos (1939) - Joe Silenus

Beau Geste (1939) - Voisin

Abogado de Main Street (1939) - Tony Marco

Charlie Chan en City in Darkness (1939) - Marcel

Charlie McCarthy, detective (1939) - Tony García

El fantasma vuelve a casa (1940) - Tony

Kit Carson (1940) - López

Baile, chica, baile (1940) - Hoboken Gent

Un hombre traicionado (1941) - Morris Slade

Feria del país (1941) - Cash Nichols

Charlie Chan en Río (1941) - Jefe Souto

Down Mexico Way (1941) - Pancho Grande

Perdón por mis rayas (1942) - Big George Kilraine

Sleepytime Gal (1942) - El honesto Joe Kincaid

Un caballero después del anochecer (1942) - S. Jenkins (Stubby)

Pequeño Tokio, Estados Unidos (1942) - Ito Takimura

Manila Calling (1942) - Santoro

Dama de Chungking (1942) - General Kaimura

Revista Ice-Capades (1942) - Duke Baldwin

Médico del crimen (1943) - Joe Dylan

Mi amiga Irma va al oeste (1950) - Pete

Bailemos (1950) - Marcel

El Joker es salvaje (1957) - Harry Bliss (sin acreditar).

Apariciones en radio

1952 El FBI en paz y guerra

Créditos: Tomado de Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harold_Huber

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