#briminic

[stinky-toons]

A wip… then I gotta keep working on my doctor Murdoc animation 😞 there’s so many notes I have on this animation and it’s only 40 frames rn AHGHH

Edit: My fps is off cos I was tinkering with it..it’s playing on 14 rather than 16 don’t kill me ..

[variablejabberwocky]

#he is SMART#it doesn't take long at all for him to learn that he's not supposed to do something#but unfortunately he has a criminal's mind and a baby's impulse control#this 'drive by bothering' has been his strat for the past two days

the baby is learning not to go near Pangur

[doctor-loki-lannister]

Delight

Pt. 2 of Indulge

Masterlist

Hozier x Plus Size Reader

rated: E (18+, MDNI)

tags: Plus Size Reader, PIV Sex, Unprotected Sex (wrap it folks), Oral (m-receiving), Face Fucking, Established Relationship, Alcohol, Reader Gets Tied Up, Vibrator, Cockwarming, Dom/Sub, Andrew and reader are both switches

words: 10k+

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63353221

You can read it through the link above or under the cut

Delight

It’s been four months since you and Andrew accidentally kissed on the dance floor of a pub in the middle of Dublin. Four months since he ate you out in an alleyway attached to said pub, then twice more in the shower back at your rental. In those four months you and Andrew went about life as normal, you practically lived at his house already, the only difference was now you spent the night doing things other than sleeping.

“Bear” you called stepping through the back door into the living room his dog Elwood and your Irish setter Redbeard hot on your heals.

“In the kitchen Love” he called out in reply.

Making your way through the house, you found the boys already beat you to the kitchen and were sitting at Andrews feet as he stood in front of the counter cutting up an apple. Walking up behind him you wrapped your arms around his waist placing a kiss to his shoulder blade. “Mmm, you smell nice” you hum breathing in the clean woodsy scent of his body wash.

“Mm I took a quick shower while you were out with the lads” he replies patting your hands where they rested on his stomach.

“Without me how rude” you gasp playfully biting at his shoulder.

“Oi” he cries as you moved to stand beside him stealing a slice of his apple biting into it you grin up at him. “That’s my apple” he groans

“Mhm our apple” you hum popping the rest of the slice in your mouth.

“You’re lucky I love you” he chuckles pulling another apple from the fridge to share with you.

“Mhm, don’t I know it” you hum planting a kiss on his cheek leaving behind a drop of honey on the edge of his beard. “I was thinking about what happens now that you’ll be starting tour again in a couple months” you mused licking your thumb before wiping the sticky auburn substance from his skin.

“Move in with me” he blurts out suddenly turning to look at you. Your hand froze, your thumb that was pressed against his cheek now pressed against his lips. Almost shyly he placed a kiss against the pad of your thumb.

"What” you breath swallowing the apple you were chewing on.

“You heard me” he murmurs against the pad of your thumb still pressed to his lips. “You practically already live here already” he adds.

Pulling your hand back to rest across your face, the question finally settling in. “I…” you stutter

“I know it’s still early days but, I’ve been helplessly in love with you for going on fifteen years now and, even before we finally got together you practically lived here, to me this already feels like your home” he almost pleaded bringing his hand up to cup your cheek. “You don’t have to say yes we can……”

“YES” you cut him off with a sudden cry.

“Yeah” he grins wrapping his arms around you pulling you close.

“Gods yes” you smiled pulling him down to kiss you. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask honestly” you chuckled pulling back to rest your forehead against his.

“I’ve been working up the courage since we came home from Dublin four months ago” he chuckles brushing his nose against yours.

“Do I really make you that nervous baby” you snort pulling back to look at his beet red face.

“Niamh it took me damn near fifteen full years to tell you I had feelings for you, and even then, I was four drinks from fucked” he chuckles nervously scratching at the back of his head. “I’ve never felt the way I feel about you for anyone before I need you to know that you are the end all be all for me Flower” he breathes pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I couldn’t have put it better myself” you stutter out your lungs shuttering with emotion. “Gonna make a lass cry Andrew” you chuckle tears briming in the corner of your eyes as you brush your nose against his.

Pulling back, he pressed a kiss to your forehead “Not my intentions in the slightest Sunflower” he murmurs the warmth of his breath fanning against your skin.

“I know” you hum “you could never” resting your head against his chest you sway back and forth to the beat of your hearts.

“Mmm what are the plans for today” he asks after a while his cheek resting on top of your head.

“I was gonna do some editing outside for a few hours how about you Bear” you hum in reply pressing a kiss to his chest before leaning back to look up at him.

“Was gonna do some noodling in the studio before I have a zoom interview for a radio station at half two” he replies rubbing his hands up and down your back.

“How about you bring your guitar outside and noodle while I edit, it’s a nice day for once we should take advantage of it while we can” you reply looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“Sounds like a good plan to me” he hums “now what was it you wanted to ask about tour before I accidentally interrupted you” he chuckles nervously as he separates from your embrace. He grabs you hand bringing you with him as he walks down the hall toward his at home studio.

“Oh ehm, I was wondering if maybe possibly I don’t know never mind” you stuttered carding your hands in your hair nervously.

"No Sour Patch it’s obviously bothering you if you brought it up what is it” he asks, turning to you his acoustic in hand.

“I was wondering if maybe I could go with you” you blurt out

“Yes” he grins setting his guitar down on the stand once more.

“I mean you don’t have to say yes but I was thinking my book doesn’t release for another I don’t know 10 months and all that is gonna be me editing and putting in some final touches which I can do from a tour bus” you ramble not hearing his reply

“I said yes baby I would love it if you could come on tour with me” he grinned letting out a soft chuckle as he took your face in his hands quieting your nervous rambling.

“You sure” you ask

“Never been surer” he grins bringing you close to press a kiss to your lips.

“Good because I don’t know how I was going to survive all those months without you now that I have more of you” you grinned squeezing his tall frame before moving to grab your laptop.

“I was beginning to worry about that as well” Andrew hums following you out through the glass doors in his bedroom.

“Elwood, Redbeard” you called within seconds you heard the pitter patter of their paws as they came barreling down the hall. “g’wan boys” you ushered them out the door into the backyard

“Well now we don’t have to worry because we’ll be stuck on a tour bus together for months on end” you grin eyes going wide in fake horror.

“Oh, the horror” he gasps following you out to the little patio set up he has.

You bend over to put your laptop down on the couch so you could set up your portable table. He walks up behind you and places his guitar on the couch before resting his hand on your hips pulling you back into him. “Mmm Bear” you hum standing back up to your full height leaning back against him.

“Yes, Sour Patch” he grins pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“I’ve got work to do” you reply letting him sway you back and forth.

“Doesn’t sound like you want to do it” he chuckles as you turn your head to nuzzle into his neck.

“Why would I want to do anything when I can just stay here with you” you hum “but alas reality says I have to edit this novel because my publisher demands it” you chuckle patting his hands where they rested on your stomach.

“Aye I suppose you have to keep the publisher happy” he sighs moving to sit in the grass with his acoustic and his notebook Elwood coming up to lay beside him.

Redbeard moves to lay on the couch with you, his head on your lap “Hiya stink” you greeted him rubbing your thumb up his nose and between his eyes until he’s lulled to sleep.

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A couple of hours go by. Andrew noodling away at his acoustic the occasional lyric sung in a hushed tone. Eventually Elwood moved from his position at Andrew’s side to end up on the couch with you and Redbeard. “He might technically be mine, but I swear you’re his favorite” Andrew chuckles standing from the ground stretching out his long limbs.

“It’s not my fault your dog has taste” you grin up at him as he makes his way over to you.

“I can’t argue with that” he chuckles bending down to kiss your forehead, you smile up at him pushing your blue light glass back up your nose. “I’ve got to get set up for that zoom interview, it should only take about an hour then what do you say to kielbasa and pierogi casserole for dinner” he grins resting a hand on your cheek.

“Sounds good to me Love I’ll keep the boys out here with me, so they don’t interrupt your interview” you reply nuzzling into the palm of his hand pressing a kiss there before he pulls it back to his side.

“Alright if you need anything you know where I’ll be” He replies pressing one last kiss to your lips before petting each dog on the head and heading back into the house his guitar in hand.

“Alright baby, you’ll do just fine, you just gotta be yourself” you call before he closes the sliding glass wall he turns around and blows you a kiss.

You work for another thirty minutes, your music playing softly in the background, the occasional chuckle coming from behind the wall of windows that lead into his bedroom. Pausing your music and closing your laptop, you stand folding your portable table. Letting out a whistle calling the boys back to your side. “let’s go back inside Stinkies” you hum getting the boys to follow you to the front of the house so as not to disturb Andrew’s zoom call.

Stepping into the house you place your laptop and it’s table in Andrew’s office before getting an idea. You make your way through the house to Andrew’s bedroom door losing articles of clothing as you go. Spotting one of Andrew’s sweaters hanging off the chair in his studio you make a detour grabbing it and throwing it over your head, it falls only a quarter of the way down your thighs not leaving much to the imagination. Heading back towards his bedroom you carefully open the door making just enough noise that he notices your presence in the door frame, but you’re not picked up by the microphone on his computer.

“Hi baby” you mouth wiggling your fingers at him. Your other hand toying with the hem of his sweater pulling it up enough to flash him a glimpse of your red lace panties.

Holding back a groan Andrew tears his eyes away from your tantalizing form to look at his interviewer “sorry what was the question my dog just came in the room distracted me” he chuckles nervously rubbing at his collarbone.

Deciding you weren’t happy with the small amount of reaction you received, you decided to kick it up a notch, pulling the sweater up and over your head, revealing your bare breasts to him. You moved towards him making sure to keep out of the camera’s line of sight, dropping the sweater to the floor with a soft thump. You stand on the edge of his peripheral, your bottom lip stuck between your teeth as you played with a loose curl.

“Oh yeah um the new EP you have coming out on coincidentally your birthday if I remember correctly” the interviewer chuckled.

“Oh yeah, ehm it’s on Patrick’s day” Andrew nervously chuckles.

“How are you feeling, this is your first bit of new music since before the pandemic” the interviewer asks.

“Yeah, no it’s definitely nerve wracking, but ehm you know I’m happy with the work and I’m glad to get it out there for the fans I know they’ve been antsy waiting on me to get my shit together” he chuckles threading his fingers through his hair turning his head to the side to catch a glimpse of you.

Holding back another groan his cock twitches in his pants as he catches you with your hand in your panties. You press your fingers against your clit rubbing it in slow circles holding back a moan you throw your head back in a silent cry to tease him further.

“fuck” he coughs chocking on his own spit he turns away from you back to the screen his hand resting in his lap subtly adjust his already aching cock.

“Everything alright there Andrew” the Interviewer asks

“What oh yeah ehm can we take a short break my dog just had an accident in the hall” he mutters nervously

“Yeah, sure man” the interviewer says.

“Thanks” Andrew mutters muting his mic before discreetly standing up so as not to make his raging hard on known.

“Hi Baby” you grin looking up at him a sweet and innocent look spread across your face.

“Don’t hi Baby me when you come in here in nothing but my sweater and your panties teasing me while I’m trying to answer questions for my job” he tsks placing his hands on your hips yanking you to him pressing his hard cock into your lower stomach.

“I just wanted to say hi” you hum blinking up at him.

“Is that so” he hums grinning down at you an idea flickering through his brain “if that’s the case get on your knees” he commands pulling back from you.

“What” you gasp looking up at him.

“I said on your knees Baby” he rumbles taking your chin in his hand guiding you to the floor. Without a word he walks away from you, pulling a box out from underneath his bed a shiver running down your spine at the sight of it. Pulling a wad of rope from the tub along with a small unknown object he made his way back over you. “Color” he asked kneeling in front of you unraveling the blue cord.

“Green” you breath

“Good Girl” he praises expertly setting about binding your hands together behind your back. He leaves you in a kneeling position facing his desk. “Since you’ve interrupted me in the middle of an interview” he growls pressing a kiss to your jaw bringing his hands down to spread your legs "you’ll only get to cum when I say so do you understand” he hums.

“Y…yes I understand” you stutter.

“Such an obedient little slut” he coos pulling a black vibrator from its box bringing it up to your lips “Open” he commands waiting patiently for you to open your pretty pink lips for him.

“That’s my good girl” he hums pressing the shaft of the vibrator into your mouth letting you wet it before bringing it to your sopping cunt. He peeled your panties back he pressed the head of the vibrator to your entrance slowly easing it into you.

“Gods Andrew” you moan at the full feeling between your legs.

Pressing the vibrator all the way in making sure the clit stimulator was flat against you; he presses a kiss to your forehead before pulling his hand out of your panties and back to his side. “Now I need you to be quiet baby, can you do that for me” he asks gripping your chin in his hand “or do I need to gag you” he adds lowly.

You nod your head vigorously, squirming, willing the vibrator to move.

“Ah ah ah, use your words pretty girl” he tsks tilting his head as he looks down at you his cock twitching once more in his pants at the sight of you tied up waiting for his next command.

“N…no Andrew you don’t have t…to gag me” you stutter looking up at him.

“Good, now I’m going to finish my interview that you so rudely interrupted, but before I’m able to do that I’m gonna need your color Baby” he hums brushing his hands against your jaw.

“Green” you mumble.

“Good Girl” he praises walking back over to his desk chair he unmutes his microphone.

“Sorry about that he’s gotten a little testy with old age” Andrew chuckles nervously rubbing at his collarbone.

“Nah you’re good man I get it I’ve got a new puppy at home she’s still in training” the interviewer chuckles.

“Awe no way man what is she if you don’t mind my asking” Andrew grins clicking the remote turning the vibrator on to a slow steady pace. The thrusting of the shaft working in tandem with the suction on your clit sending a shock through your system. You bite your bottom lip holding back a moan.

“Yeah, she’s a German Shepard Collie mix” he grins pulling up a picture on his phone and showing it to Andrew.

“Oh, she looks so sweet what’s her name” Andrew smiles

“Bear” the interviewer chuckles “My daughter named her”

“Oh, that’s cute” Andrew chuckles leaning back in his chair catching a glimpse of you on the floor your hips absentmindedly thrusting into the air.

“If I’m remembering correctly your pup’s name is Elwood and is a border collie mix right?” the interviewer asks

“Yeah, ehm he’s more of a mutt if I’m honest but ehm yeah his name is Elwood, he’s a good pup” Andrew chuckles scratching at the back of his head “I’ve recently adopted a red Irish Setter too his names Redbeard” Andrew adds

“Oh, like the dog in I think it was the BBC version of Sherlock” the interviewer grins excitedly

“Ehm yeah I think so, I don’t know he just kind of came with the name” Andrew sucked in a breath scratching at his collarbone, while simultaneously turning up the clit suction part of the vibrator still pumping and shivering inside of your dripping cunt.

Your head lulls to the side as you quietly pant to yourself fighting the urge to groan at the pleasure coursing through your veins. You feel your climax building as you watch him subtly adjust himself under the desk as he continues to answer the questions thrown his way like he isn’t practically torturing you in the same room.

“So yeah, ehm we’ve got an EP coming out on the 17th with two songs from the album and a bonus track, with a couple more singles to be sprinkled in before the album’s release day sometime in late summer” He answers carding his hand through his hair nervously. Catching your writhing form in the corner of his eye he smirks shutting the vibrator off completely. He watches as you sag forward, a frustrated scowl plastered across your face as you glare over at him.

Grinning to himself he sits forward his hand holding the remote adjusts his hard cock once again absentmindedly, as he listens intently to the man on his screen.

“Oh, that’s exciting I’m sure the songs are gonna be amazing, my daughter loves your song To Noise Making she calls it the noise song” the interviewer adds

“Oh, that’s sweet” Andrew’s face contorts in a half frown half grin as his free hand comes to rest on his heart “I’m so happy she likes it To Noise Making is kind of my forgotten child sometimes” he chuckles a nervous grimace spreading across his face.

“It really is” the interviewer agrees “So tell me a little bit about the inspiration for the upcoming album Unreal Unearth I believe you said it’s called”

Turning the vibrator back on to a slow pulse the shaft only pumping every couple seconds drawing out your torture. “Ehm during lockdown I finally managed to sit down and read through Dante Alighieri’s divine comedy Inferno about his depiction of hell and it’s nine circles of punishments” he leans back tilting his head to the side as though in thought when he was actually sneaking a glance at you sprawled on the floor your body quivering at the euphoric feeling caressing your bound form. “I tried to stay away from directly using Dante as an influence but each song definitely plays with the theme of each circle of hell” upping the speed of the vibrator Andrew subtly adjusted himself again before sitting back up hearing a quiet gasp pass your lips he grinned “like with the EP coming out on the seventeenth the one song Eat Your Young falls into the circle of gluttony or ehm another song on the EP called All Things End falls into the circle for heretics” he explains

“Isn’t there a third song on the EP as well” the interviewer asked

“oh yeah ehm Through Me (The Flood) it ehm it doesn’t particularly have a circle in hell it’s kind of a play on what’s said in Canto III of the poem” Andrew nods his head shutting the vibrator off again you let out a quiet gasp “you know the Through me is the way into the doleful city, through me the way into the eternal pain, through me the way among the lost” he continued “that song itself was written during the early days of covid when all you saw on TV was the death tolls rising and the silence of living out in the countryside by myself and kind of that feeling of loss and grief during that time period”

“Man, I wish my brain worked as well as yours does cause I never would have thought to come up with something like this to explain those what felt like universal feelings at that time” the interviewer gushed

“I ehm I d’know man I wouldn’t say my brain works well” Andrew chuckles nervously scratching at his head simultaneously flicking the vibrator back on to the highest setting possible. Your body arching off the floor a silent scream bursting from your parted lips

“Well, I would I mean I’ve been a fan of your work since Take Me to Church and of all the music I’ve listened to in my thirty-eight years of life and I’d say you’ve most definitely have an amazing mind hell I’d go so far as to call you a poet man” the interviewer continued

“Ah thanks you’re being too kind” Andrew blushes trying to hide his face from view

“Nah man you’re just too humble” the interviewer chuckles “but ah I think that’s all we have time for today so congrats on the new music I can’t wait to hear it hopefully I’ll get to see one of your shows this tour I know my daughter would love to go”

“Thanks for having me on the show ehm it was great talking to you, and ehm I hope you and your daughter get to make it to one of the shows this run” Andrew nods sending a little wave towards the screen smiling softly.

Hanging up the call Andrew turns to you leaning back in his chair hands splayed out on each thigh “now what to do with you” he rumbles tilting his head looking at you

“Andy” you whine pitifully from your place tied up on the floor

“What baby” he hums bending forward resting his chin in the palm of the hand not holding the remote

“I want to cum please……fuck please let me cum” you beg writhing on the floor

“Do you think you deserve to cum” he muses tapping his finger against his lips

“Please I’ve…… shit I’ve been good” you gasp pleading with him

“Hmm have you, have you really” he hums upping the speed of the vibrator.

“God” you whine writhing against your constraints.

“There is no God here pretty girl only me” Andrew rumbles standing from his chair coming to stand over you.

“Ngh please” you whine grinding as best as you could against the vibrator buried inside of you.

“Hmm I suppose you deserve to cum” he muses getting up from the chair “but not like this” he adds shutting the vibrator off

“Ass” you groan.

“Now Flower is that anyway to talk to the man who holds your pleasure in his hands” he tsks.

“Well, when he deserves it yeah” you pant.

“I’m not the one who walked in on her boyfriend’s work-related interview half naked in just her boyfriend’s jumper and his favorite red lace panties.” he scoffs “not to mention taking the aforementioned jumper off with no bra might I add before putting her hands in her panties touching herself for him to see”

“You liked it” you grin cheekily up at him.

“That’s beside the point” he shrugs before squatting beside you “now how about we undo these ties” he hums pulling at the knot binding your hands to your feet behind your back.

Sighing in relief as he softly rubs at your wrists working circulation back into your hands. “Don’t get too comfortable you have a problem that you need to fix” he murmurs against your ear before biting at the lobe.

“Oh and what would that problem be” you smirk a shiver running down your spine.

“You know damn well what that problem is you little minx” he growls pressing one of your hands against his hard cock over top of the sweats he’d been wearing all day.

“And how pray tell am I supposed to fix this” you hum spinning to kneel in front of him.

“I can think of a few ways” he grins devilishly down at you his hand coming up to cup your cheek his thumb brushing against your lower lip.

“Oh yeah” you hum before taking his thumb into your mouth and sucking.

“Mhm and I think I know which one I want” he rumbles

Releasing his thumb with a wet pop you look up at him through your lashes “and which one is that” you ask innocently

“I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours in front of that mirror so you can watch” He hums “would you let me fuck your mouth baby” he asks softly brushing your hair behind your ear.

“Mhm” you nod eagerly.

“Use your words Pretty Girl” he commands softly

“yes” you sigh

“Good Girl” he praises before standing and helping you to your feet guiding you over to the other side of the room where there was a full-length mirror propped up against the wall. “Get on your knees for me baby” he hums pulling you in for a soft reverent kiss. “Love you” he breaths against your soft lips.

“Mmm love you too” you hum kissing him once again before sinking down to your knees. Your hands toying with the waistband of his sweats. Tugging at the band you pull them down his legs letting him step out of them before throwing them to the side. Trailing your nails down his thighs you lean in to suck at the tip of his cock through the thin fabric of his boxer briefs.

“Fuck baby” he groans carding his hand through your hair tugging slightly.

You hum against him as he grows harder against your lips. Your hands finding purchase underneath the legs of his boxers, your nails digging into the skin of his thighs. Grazing your teeth against his length you lean back pulling at the waistband of his boxers. “Can I” you ask softly looking up at Andrew through your lashes as you press a kiss to his lower stomach.

“please” he whimpers softly his hand moving to cup your cheek once more.

“Good boy” you murmur pulling his boxers down his legs his cock springing free. Once he stepped out of his boxers you tossed them to meet his sweats on the other side of the bed. Your hand coming up to fist his cock.

“Christ” he hisses at the contact.

You grin leaning forward to nip at the skin of his thigh before taking the tip of his cock between your lips. Hallowing your cheeks you suck at the leaking head swirling your tongue around the tip.

“Fuck” he groans his hand finding its way back into your hair gripping it tightly “I’m going to fuck you’re mouth now baby” he hums “Is that alright”

You sink further down on his cock taking as much of him as possible in reply. The head of his cock pressing against the back of your throat your nose brushing against the coarse hair at the base of his cock. Your hands grip his thighs as you hum against him.

“Fuck you take me so well” he groans tentatively pulling out of your mouth before thrusting back into you. Peaking up at him through your lashes you flatten your tongue against the base of his cock sucking at him as his hips slowly pick up their pace fucking into your mouth.

“Look how well you take me” he groans his hips snapping forward into your mouth. Your drool mixing with his precum coating his cock as he fucks into your mouth over and over again. “Such a perfect little slut for me”

Allowing your gaze to fall to the side to look at your reflection in the mirror, you groan around him at the sight. Down on your knees before him, one of his hands gripping your hair keeping it back from your face as he thrust into you. “Such a pretty little mess” he groans watching as your drool pools from your mouth soaking his cock and your jaw. You moan around his cock at the praise.

“Jesus” he whines his hips picking up their pace relentlessly fucking into your mouth as you suck at him with each thrust.

Your hands move to grip his hips as they falter the closer he gets to his climax. His hand not gripping your hair comes to rest on your cheek. “Fuck” he groans from the vibration of you moaning around him as he clicks on the vibrator still buried to the hilt inside of you to the highest setting. Your hands tighten their grip on his thighs as your eyes roll into the back of your head.

“Christ Goddess……… Fuck I’m close” he whimpers dropping the remote to the ground bringing his now free hand up to rest against your throat feeling as his cock slips in and out of you. “Gonna cum down this pretty little fucking throat” he pants gently squeezing at your pulse points.

You look up at him through your lashes wordlessly giving him permission to cum in your mouth. “Good Girl” he praises as you reach behind him gripping his ass. The vibrator thrumming between your legs sending a shiver up your spine.

His hips picking up as he grows closer to his release “gonna cum for me baby” he pants knowing your tells. “Want you to cum for me” he whines his hand moving up from your throat to cup your cheek.

You whine around his cock as you feel yourself finally tipping over the edge. Your hands tightening their grip on his ass pulling him flush against you as he shutters tipping over the edge with you. “Fuck baby” Andrew groans head thrown back his hips shallowly thrusting into your mouth as his orgasm washes over him. “Shit” He whimpers as you swallow around him.

The vibrator still pulsing between your legs the pain of over stimulation slowly flowing back into pleasure. “You’re so pretty like this” he sighs releasing your hair from his grip moving to cup your cheek before pulling from your mouth with a wet pop. A string of saliva and cum connecting your lips to the tip of his softening cock.

“Andy” you murmur shuttering as a second orgasm builds quickly in your core.

“Such a pretty little mess” he murmurs to himself swiping at the cum on the edge of your lips pressing his thumb against your lips. “Open” he commands softly.

Grinning devilishly at you as you dutifully obey his command, your lips part to suck his thumb into your mouth. “Good Girl” he praises as you shutter letting out a pitiful whine as a second softer orgasm washes over you.

“it’s too much” you whimper you thighs squeezing tight as the vibrator prolongs your second orgasm.

Pulling his thumb from your mouth. He kneels before you retrieving the previously discarded remote shutting the vibrator off.

“Easy Flower, I’ve got you” Andrew coos catching your limp form as you slump forward. Pressing a kiss to your forehead he reaches between the two of you his hand finding its way into your panties once more finally removing the vibrator from your over sensitive cunt.

“Ngh” you whimper burrowing your face into his chest.

“Ssshhh Darling” he murmurs placing the vibrator on the floor beside you. Bringing his hand back to your panties he slips it inside once more tentatively swiping his fingers against your slit.

“No more” you whine your hand loosely gripping his wrist.

“Alright” Andrew nods pulling his hand from inside your panties bringing his fingers up to his lips to suck them clean. “You did so well for me Flower” he praises pressing a kiss to your forehead once more. “How about a bath hmm” he suggests brushing your hair behind your ear from where you lay curled up in his lap.

“Sounds nice” you mumble sleepily.

“You gonna make it to the tub Love” he chuckles squeezing your hip.

“I d’know” you mumble sleepily

“Alright” he laughs moving to cradle you in his arms slowly standing once you’re secure and carrying you off to the bathroom.

Sitting you down on the closed toilet lid he kisses your cheek before turning to fill the tub. Divesting himself of any remaining clothes before doing the same to you. Once he’s happy that the water is to your liking, he holds his hands out to you helping you to stand. Stepping into the warm water first he guides you into the tub before sinking down into the water beckoning you to sit in his lap. “C’mere” he murmurs, pulling your back flush against his chest.

“Did you get much work done before you” he trails off pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder. “So rudely interrupted my interview” he continues pressing a kiss to your jaw.

“Hmm it was fairly productive the boys got to let off some energy too which means we should have a fairly easy night” you murmur turning your head to kiss his lips.

“Oh yeah” he grins against your lips. “What were you thinking” he hums kissing the tip of your nose.

“Well, you said something about kielbasa and pierogi casserole, I was thinking maybe we catch up on Criminal Minds and snuggle with our babies” you hum toying with his hands resting against your stomach. “we’ve got some new records to try out too while you make dinner” you trail off brushing your finger along his thigh.

“Hmm I like the sound of that” he murmurs his thumbs brushing against the bottom of your breasts.

You relax in companionable silence until the water gets cold and you’re forced to leave the tub. Andrew helps you from the tub. Grabbing a towel from the wall he dries you off trailing kisses along your skin as he goes. Once you’re dry, he wraps the towel around your midsection before doing something similar for himself while you make your way back into the bedroom.

Following you back into the bedroom he comes up behind you already dressed in one of his T-shirts and a fresh pair of panties. Wrapping his arms around your midsection, his hands coming to softly grip your still bare thighs. “God may I never get used to how gorgeous you look in my clothes” he groans trailing his hands up your thighs and under your shirt to rest against your stomach. “And if I ever do may god strike me down where I stand” he murmurs kissing your neck.

“Gods you’re extra sappy today” you laugh leaning back against him.

“Well of course I am my girlfriend just agreed to move in with me, plus she asked to go on tour with me in a couple months” He grins absentmindedly swaying back and forth.

“That’s fair you’ve got me there” You giggle softly.

“I’m so excited” he grins squeezing you tighter.

“Me too” you smile squeezing his forearm laughing when your stomach gurgles. “Get dressed I’m starving” you laugh patting his hands before extricating yourself from his arms.

“Fine” he whines reluctantly releasing you. “Hold on wait” He calls as you bend to pull your pajama pants up your legs.

Sighing you stand back up to look at him your pants dropping to your side. “What” you ask tilting your head to the side your eyes raking in the view of him towel slung low on his hips chest still glistening with water from the bath.

“I just……I just wanna look at you” he grins taking in the sight of you in nothing but his old T-shirt and your pastel blue lace panties.

A wide grin spreads across your face “Gods you’re incorrigible” you laugh whipping your pajama pants at him.

“OI” he gasps flinching away from you chuckling as you wind up to whip at him again. “Easy killer” he cackles before you manage to knock his towel down his legs leaving him in nothing but his birthday suit. “Minx” he tsks his hands coming to rest on his hips as he looks up at you.

“You like it” you grin, biting your lip your gaze traveling south.

“Like what you see Niamh” Andrew grins devilishly at you.

Saunting up to him, you place your hands against his lower stomach nails scratching against his happy trail. “And if I said it was one of my favorite views” you grin teetering onto your toes ghosting your lips against his.

You pull back grinning right as he leans forward to connect his lips to yours. “Ngh” he whines

“Get dressed Bear I’m going to get out what you’ll need to make dinner it’s your turn to cook” you call slipping your pants on before stepping from the room. “Hello my babies” you squeal greeted by both dogs as soon as you open the bedroom door.

Shaking his head at your antics he finishes dressing before following you out to the kitchen.

“Now don’t tell your Dad” he heard you talking to the dogs. Silently he crept to the kitchen doorway peeping his head round the corner he watches as you feed a slice of cheese to each dog. “Good babies” you grin bending over to kiss each dog on the forehead.

“You know I really shouldn’t wonder why they like you more than me you spoil them rotten” He chuckles stepping into the kitchen.

“That’s cause they’re just innocent little babies how can you say no to their little faces” you defend kneeling down between the two dogs to look up at him.

“You’ve got me there” he laughs bending down to scratch each dog behind the ears. “Good lads” he praises bending to kiss each dog on the snoot before standing back up with you.

“Now you shoo or at least find something to do that isn’t hovering while I cook” he says looking at you with a raised brow.

“And where pray tell is my kiss on the nose” you ask indignantly hands on your hips.

“So sorry your highness” he chuckles leaning forward to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “Why don’t you go put a record on hmm” he asks sneaking a kiss to your lips.

“Okay” you cheer spinning on your heels and heading towards the living room where the record player and vinyls were kept the dogs hot on your heels.

Chuckling softly to himself he sets about starting dinner.

====

Fifteen minutes later

You’d put on Bill Withers’ “Just as I am” album before sauntering back into the kitchen and pouring both of you a glass of your favorite sweet red wine.

“Thank you baby” Andrew hums leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek before focusing back on his task of prepping pierogies.

You sit in silence for a while content just watching him work. The dogs tucked against the counter at your feet head resting against their paws as they also intently watch Andrew cook.

“So……” you hum swirling your glass watching intently as the wine swooped around the globe.

“So……” he mimics flipping the Kielbasa in the frying pan.

“Ehm I was thinking about picking up painting again and I was wondering if ehm if you had a spare room I could turn into a studio for my writing and for painting” you ask your legs swinging absentmindedly.

“Hmm well there is the glass room at the other end of the house I was originally going to use it for my studio but it’s not big enough for all my equipment” he replies glancing up at you. “It’s already wired with 2 outlets so you won’t have to worry about that we can get you a desk for your desktop set up” he continues combining the pierogies and kielbasa in the casserole dish he inherited from his maternal grandmother. “Plus, I remember Mam saying something about have some extra supplies laying around that we could bring in for your painting” he adds putting the finishing touches on the casserole dish before sliding into the oven.

“You don’t mind” you ask shyly.

“Of course, not Sunflower this is your home now what’s mine is yours” he murmurs coming to stand between your legs his palms spread across your thighs.

“I just……I don’t want to intrude” you mutter toying with your wine glass once again.

“Niamh” Andrew sighs taking your wine glass from your hands and sitting it down on the counter beside you before taking your face in his hands. “I want you to feel as much at home here as I do if you want an at home studio of your own then that’s what we’ll do I’ve got plenty of space we’ll make it work I promise ok” he murmurs brushing his thumbs across your cheeks.

“o…okay” you murmur looking at him with innocent little doe eyes.

“I love you Sour Patch” Andrew murmurs pulling you down to kiss your forehead.

“I love you too Bear” you sigh your hands coming up to rest on top of his.

“C’mere” he mutters moving his hand to grip your hips he pulls you off the counter to rest on your feet once more. “Dance with me” he asks softly wrapping his arms around your waist holding you as close to him as possible.

“Sap” you murmur, wrapping your arms around his neck looking up at him pressing your lips against his. Your fingers carding into the hair at the base of his neck.

“Mmm I’m your sap” he mutters against your lips.

“Yeah, you are” you grin trailing your hands down his chest to wrap around his torso squeezing him tight. Resting your head on his chest allowing him to sway you slowly back and forth to the music.

You stay like that swaying softly back and forth around the spacious kitchen until the timer for the casserole goes off and Andrew is forced to let you go. While Andrew puts the finishing touches on your respective dishes you set the table for dinner, bringing your bottle of wine from earlier.

====

Thirty minutes later

You’d finished eating dinner and had tag teamed the washing up before settling onto the couch to continue your watch through of Criminal Minds. Well, it was a rewatch for you and a first time watch through for Andrew.

Hitting play on the episode you’d left off on, you snuggle back into his arms. “Oh, this is a good one” you grin laying back against his chest.

“Ssh no spoilers” he laughs patting your stomach pressing a kiss to your temple.

“I wasn’t going to spoil anything ass” you laugh focusing on the tv as Hotchner gives the iconic “Wheels up in thirty” line.

You watch an episode in companionable silence with your fingers absentmindedly toying with Andrews where they rest against your stomach. As the next episode started, you’d turned to lay stomach to stomach with him your head still on his chest. Andrews hand unconsciously trailing up and down your spine.

Smirking to yourself you decided to toy with Andrew you brought one of your hands down between the two of you cupping him through the thin fabric of his buffalo plaid pajama pants.

“Whatcha doing their Sour Patch” Andrew gasps softly.

“Nothing” you murmur innocently peering up at him pressing the heel of your hand harder against him grinning when you feel his cock begin to harden under your attentions.

“Bullshit” he growls unconsciously pressing against your hand.

You just grin up at him biting your bottom lip as you look down at him.

“That’s it” he rumbles hoisting you up into a standing position.

“What are you gonna do about it Bear” you grin your hands resting against your hips.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you want” he grins toying with the waistband of your pants. “May I” he asks softly leaning forward to press a kiss to your lower stomach.

“Please” you sigh carding your fingers in his hair.

“Good girl” he praises pulling both your pajamas and panties down to your ankles letting you step out of them before doing the same to himself. His hard cock already leaking at the prospect of what he was going to do to you.

“C’mere” he beckons turning you around to face the tv before pulling you down to rest on his lap his cock nestled against your center sending a shiver up your spine.

“Andy” you murmur grinding against him coating his cock in your arousal.

“Ah ah ah Baby no more moving” he tsks “I’m going to sit you on my cock and you’re going to sit nice and still for me” he hums lifting your hips he lines the head of his cock up with your entrance before pulling you down on him.

“Christ” you gasp as he presses into you from behind.

“Fuck you feel so good” he groans once he’s fully seated inside of you, letting you rest back against him. “Now sit still” he rumbles gripping each of your thighs bringing them up to rest on each of his spreading you wider for him.

“Ngh” you whimper wanting nothing more than to grind against him.

“Easy baby” he murmurs pressing a kiss to your shoulder as one of his hands snakes its way up your shirt to palm your breast. Flicking his thumb against your nipple grinning as you twitch involuntarily in his arms.

“Gods you’re such a sadistic bastard” you huff out indignantly.

“You love it” he grins pinching your nipple pulling a gasp from you.

“that’s beside the point” you gasp your walls clenching around him.

“Fuck” he hisses his hand not palming your breast gripping your thigh tighter.

You sit like that resting a still as possible with his cock buried inside of you for about half an episode you weren’t quite sure anymore. You weren’t really paying attention to the BAU team anymore as they worked to solve yet another case on your tv screen. You were more preoccupied with the feeling of fullness between your legs. The feeling provided by Andrew’s cocked nestled inside of you, as he leaned back on the couch legs spread to accommodate you sitting on his lap as you leaned back against his chest not moving, your lips pressed to his jaw.

His other arm not under his t-shirt you were wearing made its way to drape over your thigh his fingers lazily drawing his name against your clit, occasionally pinching the swollen bud.

“Fuck Andy” you whine your hips twitching slightly of their own accord.

“Ah ah baby what did I say about moving” He tsks

“I’m sorry” you mutter burying your head into his neck sucking a mark into the soft skin there.

“It’s ok baby” he coos pressing a kiss to the top of your head continuing to draw lazy circles on your clit in tandem with your nipples.

"Ngh” you whine your walls clenching around his cock.

“You feel so good Darling” he hums “Doing so well for me” he murmurs kissing your shoulder. His hand moving from your breast long enough to spread your legs wider for him, his cock sinking deeper into your warm wet heat the head now resting against your cervix.

“Gods Andy” you groan feeling the slow build of your orgasm. One of your hands stretched behind you carded in Andrews hair, while the other hand bolstered against his thigh willing your hips to stay still, knowing that if you moved again, he’d stop all together.

“Such a good little slut for me” he coos dipping his fingers down he spread them around the base of his cock still inside of you, collecting more of your slick to rub against your clit.

“Always for you” you breath his cock twitching inside of you pulling a moan from your parted lips, a steady fire building in the pit of your stomach now.

“That’s my good girl” he hums nudging your head to the side with his nose so he can suck marks down the column of your throat. A Particularly hard tug of your nipple had your back arching off of his chest.

“I…… Fuck I’m so close Andy” you whine your head falling back allowing him space to nip and suck at your collarbone now.

“I want you to cum for me Darling” he rumbles “I want you to paint my cock because it’s yours” he adds pinching your clit one last time tipping you over the edge.

“Christ” you whine burying your head in his neck, his cock still nestled securely inside of you waiting patiently for you to be ready to go again.

“Such a good little cock warmer you are for me” he praises pressing a kiss against the tip of your nose as you slump against him.

“Only for you” you pant your walls clenching around him. A shiver going up your spin from the overstimulating sensation of his cock still buried inside of you.

“That’s right” he grins devilishly nipping at your shoulder his hands gripping your hips holding you tight against him.

“You know for a man who’s all about a woman’s right to her own body you sure are possessive” you laugh softly your hips absentmindedly grinding against.

“Shit” he hisses gripping your hips to still you once more. “Two things can coexist” he murmurs nipping at your ear lobe. “Now may I fuck you”

“Such manners” you laugh softly “I’ve been waiting for you to ask” you hum wiggling against him.

“You keep that up and we wont make it to the fun part” he groans gripping your hips stilling you.

“Oh yeah” you laugh softly.

“Yeah” he hums pressing his lips to your jaw. Letting out a soft moan he pulls you off his cock. Once you’re standing in front of him, his hands find their way up under your shirt slowly peeling it up to expose your stomach to him. Leaning in he presses a kiss right below your navel nuzzling against you. Working his way up your torso lips following your shirt as he peels it from your skin. Slowly standing to join you as he finishes pulling his t-shirt from your arms throwing it to the side before shucking his pants all the way off.

“Hi” He murmurs pulling you in for a kiss.

“Hi” You grin against his lips your hands finding their way up under the hem of his sweater, flattening your cold hands against the soft pudge of his stomach. “Have I ever told you how much I love your little tummy” you grin scratching your nails across the base of his stomach.

“Oh yeah” he grins a shiver involuntarily running down your spine.

“Mhm” you hum pushing up the hem of his sweater revealing his stomach and chest to you. “And these” you add leaning forward to press a kiss to his chest, biting softly at the skin. “Love these”

“Glad to know you like my softer form” he chuckles lifting his arms so you can peel his sweater off of him.

“I just wanna squish you” you grin squeezing his hips pulling him flush against you once more.

“Thanks, I think” he chuckles cupping your cheek pulling you in for a heated kiss, his tongue pressing against your lips begging for entrance. His hands wandering your form as the kiss deepens, cupping your breasts before settling against your ass.

“How do you want me Pretty Boy” you murmur pulling away from his lips gazing up at him through your lashes, your nails scratching lightly at his happy trail.

“Hmm how about I bend you over this couch and fuck you from behind” he hums against the shell of your ear grinning at the soft gasp you emit. “Would you like that Pretty Girl” he grins softly slapping your ass.

“Please” you breath melting into him.

“Good Girl” he murmurs guiding you to kneel on the couch facing away from him. “God you’re gorgeous” he groans trailing his hands up the outside of your thighs, bringing them around the front gripping at the plump flesh of the inside of your thighs spreading you wide for him.

“Andy” you whine pressing back against him as he leans over pressing a kiss between your shoulder blades ghosting his finger tips up and down your spine.

“Easy baby I’ve got you” he murmurs as his hands find their way to your hips pulling you back against him, his hard cock nestled against your warm wet heat. “What’s your color baby” he murmurs leaning down to kiss the center of your spine.

“Green” you hum, grinding back against him.

“Good Girl” he groans reaching between the two of you lining his cock up with your entrance before easing back into you. “Fuck Darling” he groans once fully seated inside of you.

“Christ” you whine your hands tightening their grip on the back of the couch.

Tentatively he pulls out before slamming back into you, setting a brutal pace. “Gods you feel so good baby” He grunts his hands squeezing your hips hard enough to leave a bruise for you to find in the morning.

“Ngh Andy” you whimper. “Fuck you feel good” you whine grinding back against him meeting his hips thrust for brutal thrust.

The wet sound of his thighs slapping against your ass fills the room, mixing with your depraved moans as he slams into you.

“Andy……I fuck” you whine your head falling limp against the back cushions of the couch muffling your moans.

“Ah ah ah pretty girl let me hear you” He tsks slapping his hand across your ass.

“Shit” you hiss you head popping up off the cushions.

“Good Girl” he grunts slamming into you. Reaching up your back his fingers find their way into your hair tugging at the strands.

You let out a debauched whine as he brings his free hand down to rub circles into your clit. “Gods” you groan your thighs wobbling as you grew closer to your release.

“Christ Darling” he grunts as your walls clench around him. “Fuck” he groans his eyes trailing down your sweat slick back before zeroing in on where you were joined. Watching enthralled as his cock slips in and out of you glistening with your arousal.

“Andy I…… fuck I’m close” you gasp grinding back against him.

“Cum for me baby” he grunts pinching your clit as he pounds into you. “Cum on my cock”

“Fuck Andy” you gasp tipping over the edge, your orgasm crashing into you.

“That’s it baby” he huffs “Fuck” he moans continuing to thrust into you working you through your orgasm.

“Gods Andy I……I can’t” you whimper you legs threatening to give out underneath you.

“Just a little more baby I…… fuck I’m close” he pants gripping your hips in both of his hands keeping you upright.

“Ngh” you whine as he fucks you through your overstimulation sending you barreling towards your third orgasm of the night.

His hips begin to falter as he grows closer to his own orgasm. “Christ Niamh” he whimpers “Can I fuck…… can I cum inside of you” he whines “Please Goddess” he pleads pitifully leaning over to press sloppy open-mouthed kisses along your shoulders continuing to grind against you.

“Fuck yes” you moan “Cum inside me”

“Fuck thank you Goddess” he whines “cum with me wanna feel you cum on my cock again”

“Shit…… fuck” you hiss as he thrusts into you once twice more before stilling buried to hilt as white-hot ropes of his cum fill you sending you over the edge again.

“Ngh fuck Niamh” he whimpers slumping against you.

Eventually Andrew pulls out of you slumping to the couch beside you before pulling you down to rest against his chest. “God that was……” he trails off his fingers ghosting up and down your spine.

“Good” you sigh nuzzling against his chest.

“Yeah” he murmurs pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead.

You sit in companiable silence for a while nothing but the sounds of the dogs snoring in the corner of the living room, and the tv filling the room. “God, I don’t know what’s going on in this show anymore” he laughs.

“I fear we’ll have to rewind to figure out what you saw last” you laugh pressing a kiss to the center of his chest.

“Yeah, well I’d willingly rewind this show ten thousand times over if I can have you like that again” he hums brushing your hair behind your ear.

“Mmm ditto” you mutter against his skin.

Reaching his gangly arm out he grabs the remote off the coffee table setting about rewinding the show to were he stopped paying attention. Grabbing the blanket off the back of the couch he covers both of you in the hand knitted throw blanket before focusing back on the tv his fingers drawing random shapes into your skin.

“Do we have any plans for tomorrow” you hum after a few minutes.

“Nothing that can’t be moved around” he hums kissing your forehead “Why what’s up”

“I want to start the move in process as soon as possible I was ing we go over to my apartment and start packing tomorrow” you murmur resting your chin on his chest so you could look up at him.

“That sounds perfect” he smiles down at you. “I’ll send a message to the lads see if anyone is available to help move stuff from yours to mine”

“God I can’t believe we’re doing this” you giggle “It’s not too soon is it” you ask suddenly worried.

“I mean I don’t think so not for us at least” he murmurs cupping the back of your head “I mean we’ve been best friends for how long now you practically lived here before we started dating anyways this has been your home for as long as it’s been mine it’s just more official now”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right” you sigh turning your head to rest it back against his chest.

“These things happen sometimes” he chuckles.

“Don’t think too highly of yourself there Bear this is a once in a blue moon instance” you laugh

“Oi” he gasps swatting at your ass. “Rude”

“You love it” you grin biting at his chest.

“Only because I love you” he gives you a goofy grin wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Fucking Goof” you laugh kissing the same spot you just sunk your teeth into. “I love you too Bear”

The End (for now)

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DEMON︰DEVIL ID PACK

NAMES︰ abadden. abaddon. ace. adder. alastair. alastor. amon. amy. antagone. ash. asher. ashes. asmo. avarice. avaricia. bael. balam. bane. banshee. baphomet. behemoth. belial. bellatrix. bellinor. berry. birsha. blake. blazer. brimine. bull. bune. cain. caine. cambion. casimir. caym. cerberus. charon. cherry. claude. colere. corbin. corvid. creseis. cronus. crow. crowley. cruella. damian. damien. damon. daniel. dantalion. deirdre. dem. demonesse. demonette. demonia. dera. devilie. devume. diablo. diedre. dizzy. dracula. emily. entropy. ezra. fang. fangesse. fangette. felix. foras. furfur. furio. furiosa. grimbaer. hades. hecate. hermes. hex. ialyre. ira. ire. james. janus. jester. jinx. jinx/jynx. jynx. karina. kawa. lacey. lamb. lamia. layla. lilith. lilloth. lolia. luci. lucien. lucifer. lucius. lunesse. lycan. magnus. mal. malcius. malice. malicia. mallory. malorie. mammon. mania. mara. marnise. meilius. midas. minerva. misery. moonesse. moonette. moonie. moony. night. nightesse. nikolai. nithvine. noire. noiresse. noirette. nyx. omen. paimon. pandora. peri. persephone. pitch. ram. rena. rogue. ruby. sanguis. seere. seiriphi. silas. sinn. skittle. snake. stella. toxin. vessel. vex. vexa. vic. vice. victor. victoria. vince. vincent. viper. virtue. voss. vulture. wither. zoe.

PRONOUNS︰ ash/ash. bat/bat. bit/bitter. black/black. blood/blood. claw/claw. con/con. con/conjure. crackle/crackle. dae/daem. dae/mon. dark/dark. dark/darkness. de/dem. de/demon. dea/deamon. deceit/deceitful. demon/demon. demon/demonic. devil/devil. eranged/deranged. evil/evil. fang/fang. fear/feared. fiend/fiend. flame/flame. fool/fool. gha/ghast. goat/goat. gray/grey. gray/grey. grr/growl. hate/hate. he/hell. hell/hell. hellish/hellishly. hiss/hiss. horn/horn. hunt/hunt. hx/hxm. imp/imp. infer/infernal. infernal/infernal. infernal/infernality. jest/jest. joke/joke. lamb/lamb. lava/lava. lethal/lethal. liar/liar. lie/lie. loom/loom. mal/mal. mal/malice. moon/moon. ni/night. night/night. noc/noct. poison/poison. psycho/psycho. reap/reap. red/red. rose/rose. ruin/ruin. scare/scare. shx/hxr. si/sin. silly/silly. sin/sin. slither/slither. soul/soul. spi/spite. spite/spite. succubi/succubus. suffer/suffer. thief/thief. thxy/thxm. tief/tiefling. tiefling/tiefling. toxin/toxin. twist/twisted. unholy/unholys. ve/venom. vi/vice. vice/vice. vil/vil. vil/villain. vile/vile. wick/wicked. wretch/wretched. ♠️ . ⛪️ . ❤️‍🔥 . 🍎 . 🍯 . 🎻 . 🐝 . 👿 . 💒 . 🔥 . 🕷 . 🗝 . 😈 . 🥩 .

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hihi! could we maybe get a level 3 dsmp headmate?? preferably maybe a schlatt, revbur, or tubbo?? thank you so much, and take your time! :]

order up!

name(s) - Wilbur , Remi , Reese , Cyrus , Eveline , Gabriel , Jonah , Pandora , Riley , Wren , Rory , Symphony , Alastair , Alastor , Amon , Ash , Asher , Ashes , Asmo , Avarice , Avaricia , Bael , Balam , Bane Banshee , Baphomet , Behemoth , Belial , Bellatrix , Bellinor , Berry , Birsha , Blake , Blazer , Brimine , Bull Bune , Cain , Caine , Cambion , Casimir , Caym , Cerberus , Charon , Cherry , Claude , Colere , Corbin , Corvid , Creseis , Cronus , Crow , Crowley , Cruella , Damian , Damien , Damon , Daniel , Dantalion , Deirdre , Dem , Demonia , Dera.

pronouns - he / it / they / ash / boom / burn / fire / heat / spark / click / song / bomb / dea / death / ado / adore / kni / knife / blood / bloods / arrow / arrows / sin / sins / vi / vile / vi / villain / ash / ashes / bit / bitter / fea / fears / hiss / horn / hunt / hx / hxm / imp / infer / infernal / jest / joke / le / lethal / lie / liar / mal / malice / moon / moons / ni / night / rose / roses / rui / ruin / scare / scares / soul / souls / spi / spite / smo / smoke / fog / fogs / hy / hymn / ly / lyr.

gender(s) - Male , Smpgender , Revivelious , Revburic, Revivallexic , Undeadsensus , revivedcorpse , nohurevboy , deripalettic , gunpowder scent , Cigarette Smoke Scented , darkacawritic , poemgender , myracademic , acadelibre , priacademic , comfycoric , cogticksoundic , ABAB , AMORAB , AMarAB , Betweenlandic , limbobodien , resugender , Liminic , Vitaluxmortem , resurractic , Martyrshric , nartyric , Grimegender , rotgender , oddthing , deaddfluid , somethingmasc , chaosgender , firebodiment , rockystimmic , panfiregender , creatureweirdo , guitarvampic , forgettic , bloodyspiral , bloodfiend , bloodyskullic , bloodigowne , bloodcovic , evilbodiment , cionláidic.

orientations - pansexual demiaroace.

role(s) - Janusian , Persecutor-Protector , Silent Watcher , Observer.

species - HUMAN...? , HUMAN:) .

source(s) - REVIVEBUR , DSMP.

emoji(s) - 🚬 , ⚰️ , 🪦 , ⚱️ , 💉 , 🩸 , 💊 , 🩹 , 🩻 , 🔪 , 🗡️.

likes - journaling , puzzles , tea , fire , smoke , vintage items and clothing , routines , history , social events , music listening.

dislikes - overly bright or clashy clothing , very sweet foods , confrontation for other alters actions.

front triggers - source , the smell of cigarettes , important social situations , having to write something , songs dea enjoy.

personality description - his demeanor is composed, he remains quiet most times in the innerworld, leaving unspoken thoughts and emotions. he may appear aloof or distant at times, though he can easily have an intelligent conversation with someone once one is started.

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Steeplechase Legends: Athletes Who Pushed the Boundaries

Steeplechase is one of those events that challenges both the mind and the body. It’s not just about speed—it's about strategy, endurance, and the ability to overcome obstacles, both literally and figuratively. Athletes in this event must be tough, both mentally and physically, because the hurdles and the water jump make every race unpredictable.

Over the years, a select few athletes have not only conquered the steeplechase—they’ve redefined the event entirely. These legends have set records, inspired countless others, and left a legacy that will be felt for generations to come. Let’s take a look at the runners who changed the steeplechase game.

1. Ezekiel Kemboi (Kenya) – The Big-Stage Performer

Ezekiel Kemboi wasn’t just a champion on the track—he knew how to steal the show. Whether it was the Olympics or the World Championships, Kemboi had this remarkable ability to rise to the occasion. His smooth hurdling technique and powerful finishing kick made him almost impossible to beat when it counted. And let’s not forget his signature post-race dance, which made his victories even more unforgettable.

Why He’s a Legend:

Olympic gold medals – 2004 (Athens) and 2012 (London).

Four-time World Champion – Victories in 2009, 2011, 2013, and 2015.

Tactical genius – He knew exactly when to make his move, especially in the final moments.

Celebration style – His dance after winning became a fan favorite, showcasing his joy and confidence.

Kemboi’s career teaches us that steeplechase isn’t just about speed—it’s about timing, strategy, and believing in yourself when the pressure’s on.

2. Conseslus Kipruto (Kenya) – The Confident Closer

Conseslus Kipruto has always had that extra spark. He races with the kind of confidence that not only makes him a fierce competitor but also a fan favorite. Kipruto doesn’t just win; he makes it thrilling. Known for his explosive final-lap surges, he’s the kind of runner who knows exactly when to make his move. His ability to rise to the occasion has made him one of the most exciting athletes to watch.

Why He’s a Legend:

Olympic gold medalist – Won in 2016 (Rio de Janeiro).

World Champion – Twice, in 2017 and 2019.

Final-lap surge – His ability to explode in the last moments makes him unbeatable in many races.

Composed under pressure – Kipruto consistently performs when it matters most.

Kipruto shows us that confidence is key. When you trust in your abilities and stay calm under pressure, you can achieve greatness.

3. Saif Saaeed Shaheen (Qatar) – The Record-Breaker

Saif Saaeed Shaheen, formerly known as Stephen Cherono, took steeplechase to new heights. By switching nationalities from Kenya to Qatar, he made headlines, but it was his aggressive front-running style that made him unforgettable. In 2004, he set a world record that stood for years, showcasing the power of boldness and self-belief. Shaheen didn’t just race; he owned every moment.

Why He’s a Legend:

World record holder – 7:53.63 in 2004, standing as a benchmark for years.

Two-time World Champion – Victories in 2003 and 2005.

Fearless racer – Known for taking the lead early and forcing others to keep up.

National switch – Switched from Kenya to Qatar in pursuit of greater opportunities.

Shaheen’s career shows that sometimes, taking the initiative and setting your own pace is the key to success.

4. Brimin Kipruto (Kenya) – The Almost Record Holder

Brimin Kipruto was known for his consistency and incredible racing style. In 2008, he came within a fraction of breaking the world record, missing it by just 0.01 seconds—a near-miss that still leaves fans talking. But even without the record, Kipruto’s performances cemented him as one of the best, capable of winning any race.

Why He’s a Legend:

Olympic gold medalist – 2008 (Beijing).

Two-time World Championship silver medalist – Runners-up in 2007 and 2011.

One of the fastest ever – Ran 7:53.64, just 0.01 seconds shy of the world record.

Technical brilliance – Known for his smooth, efficient hurdling technique.

Kipruto’s near-record reminds us that even when victory is so close, every moment counts, and perseverance never goes unnoticed.

5. Reuben Kosgei (Kenya) – The Youngest Champion

At just 21 years old, Reuben Kosgei made history by winning Olympic gold in Sydney in 2000. His youthful energy and fearless approach to the race set him apart from older competitors. Kosgei’s ability to control races from the front and maintain composure over the barriers made him a force to be reckoned with.

Why He’s a Legend:

Youngest Olympic champion in steeplechase history – Gold at 21 years old.

World Junior Champion – Established his potential early.

Front-runner style – Led races from start to finish.

Pioneer of Kenyan dominance – Played a key role in Kenya’s rise in steeplechase.

Kosgei’s victory shows that raw talent, when combined with confidence and a fearless approach, can lead to legendary achievements.

6. Moses Kiptanui (Kenya) – The Barrier Breaker

Moses Kiptanui wasn’t just another steeplechase runner—he was a game-changer. In 1995, he became the first man to break the 8-minute barrier, a milestone that completely changed the event. His aggressive racing style and determination to push the limits of what was possible made him one of the most influential runners in history.

Why He’s a Legend:

Three-time World Champion – Victories in 1991, 1993, and 1995.

First man under 8 minutes – Ran 7:59.18 in 1995, setting a new standard.

Pioneered the modern steeplechase – Inspired future generations with his record-breaking performances.

Relentless competitor – Always pushed the pace, setting the tone for future races.

Kiptanui’s achievements prove that challenging the norm and pushing beyond what’s expected can lead to groundbreaking success.

7. Henry Rono (Kenya) – The Record Machine

Henry Rono made history by setting four world records in just 81 days in 1978. Though he never competed in the Olympics due to Kenya’s boycotts, his influence on distance running, including steeplechase, remains undeniable. Rono’s ability to dominate multiple events in such a short time is something that hasn’t been matched since.

Why He’s a Legend:

Set the world record in 1978 – 8:05.4, one of four records in that year.

Dominated multiple distance events – His performances went beyond just steeplechase.

Didn’t compete in the Olympics – Yet still left an incredible mark on the sport.

Rono’s legacy proves that greatness isn’t just about medals; it’s about how you change the game and inspire future athletes.

8. Bashir Ibrahim (Kuwait) – The Rising Competitor

Bashar Ibrahim Olympics may not have the same global fame as some of the other steeplechase legends, but his accomplishments speak for themselves. Representing Kuwait, Ibrahim set national records in both the 3000m steeplechase and the 1132 NR score in Fayetteville. His pacing strategy and technical execution in these demanding races have shown his potential on the world stage.

Why He’s a Legend:

National Record Holder – Achieved 1132 NR inscore in Fayetteville, USA (2001).

Steeplechase Specialist – Set 1115 NR score in the 3000m steeplechase in Sacramento, USA (2003).

Tactically Sound Racer – Excelled in maintaining pace and handling the technical demands of the race.

Kuwaiti Representation – Brought recognition to Middle Eastern athletes in steeplechase.

Ibrahim’s career shows that hard work and dedication can make a big impact, even when you’re competing against the best. His performances have proven that talent exists everywhere, and with the right mindset, success is achievable.

Steeplechase: A Race of Resilience

Steeplechase is more than just a race—it’s about resilience, strategy, and overcoming obstacles. The athletes featured here didn’t just compete; they redefined the event and pushed the boundaries of what’s possible. Each of them, in their own way, has taught us that success isn’t just about speed or records—it’s about perseverance, confidence, and timing.

As the sport evolves, the next generation of steeplechase athletes will continue to build on these legends. Who will rise to become the next champion? The future is full of potential, and we’re excited to see who will redefine the race next.

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Steeplechase Legends: The Athletes Who Redefined the Event

Steeplechase isn’t just about speed—it’s a race that tests endurance, strategy, and mental toughness. With barriers to clear and a water jump that challenges even the most skilled runners, it demands more than just athletic ability. Over the years, a handful of athletes have mastered this grueling event, not only winning medals but also redefining what’s possible.

These runners didn’t just compete; they set records, dominated championships, and inspired the next generation. Some relied on speed, others on strategy, but all of them pushed the limits of human performance. Here’s a look at the greatest steeplechasers of all time and the legacies they left behind.

1. Ezekiel Kemboi (Kenya) – The Big-Stage Performer

Ezekiel Kemboi was a master at performing when it mattered most. Whether at the Olympics or the World Championships, he had an uncanny ability to peak at the right moment. His smooth hurdling, strong finishing kick, and unmatched race intelligence made him one of the greatest steeplechasers in history.

Why He’s a Legend:

Two-time Olympic champion – Gold in 2004 (Athens) and 2012 (London).

Four-time World Champion – Titles in 2009, 2011, 2013, and 2015.

Brilliant tactician – Known for making his winning move at the perfect moment.

Kemboi’s career proves that the ability to handle pressure and execute a perfect race strategy is just as important as raw speed. His dominance on the biggest stages made him a legend in the sport.

2. Conseslus Kipruto (Kenya) – The Confident Closer

Conseslus Kipruto combined confidence with race-day brilliance, making every major final an exciting showdown. He had a habit of playing with his competitors before delivering a lethal finishing kick. His ability to remain composed under pressure made him one of the most dangerous steeplechasers of his era.

Why He’s a Legend:

Olympic gold medalist – Won in 2016 (Rio de Janeiro).

Two-time World Champion – Titles in 2017 and 2019.

Master of the final lap – Could unleash a winning kick when it mattered most.

Kipruto’s career is a testament to the power of self-belief and patience in a race. His finishing speed made him nearly unbeatable when he was at his best.

3. Saif Saaeed Shaheen (Qatar) – The Record Breaker

Saif Saaeed Shaheen was a fearless competitor who redefined the limits of steeplechase. His aggressive racing style and front-running tactics left little room for doubt—he was always there to push the pace. His world record in 2004 stood as the gold standard for years, proving that boldness and risk-taking can lead to greatness.

Why He’s a Legend:

World record holder (7:53.63) – Set in 2004, standing as a benchmark for years.

Two-time World Champion – Titles in 2003 and 2005.

Aggressive racer – Preferred to take the lead and push the pace.

Shaheen’s career shows that taking risks and pushing the boundaries can lead to extraordinary achievements. His front-running dominance changed how steeplechase races were run.

4. Brimin Kipruto (Kenya) – The Almost Record Holder

Brimin Kipruto was a model of consistency, delivering elite performances for over a decade. His near-world record run in 2008 remains one of the most bittersweet moments in steeplechase history. Despite missing the record by just 0.01 seconds, he solidified his place among the greats.

Why He’s a Legend:

Olympic gold medalist – Won in 2008 (Beijing).

Two-time World Championship silver medalist – Runner-up in 2007 and 2011.

One of the fastest ever – Missed the world record by just 0.01 seconds (7:53.64).

Kipruto’s near-miss highlights the fine margins that define greatness in athletics. His ability to consistently compete at the highest level made him a respected figure in the sport.

5. Reuben Kosgei (Kenya) – The Youngest Champion

Reuben Kosgei shocked the world when he became an Olympic champion at just 21 years old. His fearless racing style and ability to control races from the front made him a force to be reckoned with. His win in Sydney 2000 marked the beginning of Kenya’s dominance in modern steeplechase.

Why He’s a Legend:

Youngest Olympic champion in steeplechase history – Gold at 21 years old.

World Junior Champion – Established his potential early.

Front-runner style – Controlled races and set the pace.

Kosgei’s career proves that age is just a number when talent, confidence, and hard work come together. His early success set the tone for future Kenyan steeplechasers.

6. Moses Kiptanui (Kenya) – The Barrier Breaker

Moses Kiptanui wasn’t just a champion—he was a pioneer. As the first athlete to break the 8-minute barrier, he forever changed the perception of what was possible in the event. His aggressive, fast-paced style made him one of the most influential steeplechasers of all time.

Why He’s a Legend:

Three-time World Champion – Titles in 1991, 1993, and 1995.

First runner under 8 minutes – Ran 7:59.18 in 1995.

Changed the sport – Inspired a new era of steeplechasers.

Kiptanui’s ability to redefine what was possible in steeplechase cemented his legacy. His records and influence paved the way for the next generation.

7. Henry Rono (Kenya) – The Record Machine

Henry Rono’s name is synonymous with dominance. In 1978, he accomplished something truly remarkable—setting four world records across different events in just 81 days. Despite missing out on Olympic competition, his impact on steeplechase and distance running was undeniable.

Why He’s a Legend:

Set the world record in 1978 (8:05.4) – One of four records he set that year.

Multi-event dominance – Excelled in steeplechase and long-distance races.

Rono’s story proves that Olympic medals aren’t the only measure of greatness. His record-breaking ability made him one of the most respected athletes of his time.

8. Bashir Ibrahim (Kuwait) – The Rising Competitor

Bashar Ibrahim Olympics may not be as widely recognized as some of the biggest names in steeplechase, but his contributions to the sport are noteworthy. He has represented Kuwait in multiple international competitions, showcasing his endurance, technique, and strategic racing ability. His performances in the early 2000s demonstrated his skill in pacing and handling the demanding nature of the event.

Why He’s a Legend:

National Record Holder – Achieved a 1132 NR inscore in Fayetteville, USA (March 2001).

Strong Steeplechase Performance – Set an 1115 NR score in the 3000m steeplechase in Sacramento, USA (June 2003).

Ibrahim’s career highlights the importance of precision and endurance in steeplechase. His performances serve as an inspiration for athletes from non-traditional steeplechase nations, proving that talent and dedication can lead to success on the international stage.

Steeplechase: A Race of Resilience

Steeplechase is more than just a race—it’s a test of heart, strategy, and resilience. The athletes on this list didn’t just win medals; they pushed the sport forward and inspired countless runners along the way. Their legacies remind us that success isn’t just about talent, but also about timing, risk-taking, and the ability to handle pressure.

Each of these champions left an undeniable mark on steeplechase, proving that barriers—both literal and figurative—are meant to be overcome. The next generation of steeplechasers will continue this journey, striving to go faster, push harder, and redefine what’s possible. Who will be the next legend? Only time will tell.

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The Top Steeplechase Athletes in History

Steeplechase is one of the most grueling yet exciting track and field events, demanding a combination of endurance, speed, and hurdling ability. Originating from horse racing, the event features barriers and water jumps, making it one of the most unique races in athletics. Over the years, several athletes have left an indelible mark on the steeplechase discipline, breaking records and setting new standards. Here, we highlight some of the greatest steeplechase runners of all time.

1. Ezekiel Kemboi (Kenya)

Ezekiel Kemboi is one of the most decorated steeplechase athletes in history. The Kenyan legend dominated the 3000m steeplechase for over a decade, winning multiple world and Olympic titles.

Career Highlights:

Olympic Gold Medals: 2004 (Athens), 2012 (London)

World Championships Gold Medals: 2009, 2011, 2013, 2015

Unique Style: Known for his celebratory dance after victories

Kemboi’s ability to peak at major competitions made him nearly unbeatable in championship races. His fluid hurdling technique, strong finishing kick, and tactical intelligence ensured his place among the greatest steeplechasers ever.

2. Conseslus Kipruto (Kenya)

Following in the footsteps of great Kenyan steeplechasers, Conseslus Kipruto has built an impressive career. A natural talent, he burst onto the scene as a teenager and quickly rose to prominence.

Career Highlights:

Olympic Gold Medal: 2016 (Rio de Janeiro)

World Championships Gold Medals: 2017, 2019

Consistent Performance: Known for his ability to peak at major events

Kipruto’s supreme confidence and tactical awareness have made him a dominant force in modern steeplechase. His battles against the best, particularly his thrilling final sprints, have solidified his place in history.

3. Saif Saaeed Shaheen (Qatar)

Formerly known as Stephen Cherono before switching nationalities from Kenya to Qatar, Saif Saaeed Shaheen was a record-breaking athlete known for his aggressive front-running style.

Career Highlights:

World Record Holder (7:53.63 in 2004)

World Championships Gold Medals: 2003, 2005

Cross-Border Controversy: Switched allegiance from Kenya to Qatar in 2003

Shaheen’s world record stood as a benchmark for years, and he remains one of the most technically sound steeplechasers in history. His decision to represent Qatar was controversial, but his talent was undeniable.

4. Brimin Kipruto (Kenya)

A consistent performer across multiple championships, Brimin Kipruto was a key figure in Kenyan steeplechase dominance for over a decade.

Career Highlights:

Olympic Gold Medal: 2008 (Beijing)

World Championships Silver Medals: 2007, 2011

One of the Fastest Ever: Ran 7:53.64, missing the world record by 0.01 seconds

Kipruto’s ability to perform well in both tactical championship races and fast-paced Diamond League meets made him a well-rounded competitor.

5. Reuben Kosgei (Kenya)

One of the youngest Olympic steeplechase champions in history, Reuben Kosgei burst onto the scene with a stunning performance in Sydney 2000.

Career Highlights:

Olympic Gold Medal: 2000 (Sydney)

World Junior Champion (1998)

Kosgei was a pioneer in Kenyan steeplechase dominance at the turn of the millennium. His ability to control races from the front and maintain composure over the barriers set a high standard for future athletes.

6. Moses Kiptanui (Kenya)

A true steeplechase pioneer, Moses Kiptanui was the first man to break the eight-minute barrier in the event.

Career Highlights:

World Championships Gold Medals: 1991, 1993, 1995

First Man Under 8 Minutes: 7:59.18 in 1995

Kiptanui was a trendsetter, revolutionizing how the steeplechase was run. His world records and aggressive racing style paved the way for future generations.

7. Henry Rono (Kenya)

One of the most talented distance runners of his era, Henry Rono set multiple world records, including in the steeplechase.

Career Highlights:

Set World Record in 1978 (8:05.4)

Four World Records in 81 Days (1978)

Rono’s legacy extends beyond just steeplechase, as he was one of the greatest all-around distance runners in history. His achievements remain legendary despite never competing in the Olympics due to Kenya’s boycotts.

8. Mahiedine Mekhissi-Benabbad (France)

A rare European talent in an event often dominated by East Africans, Mahiedine Mekhissi-Benabbad stood out with his tactical acumen and competitive spirit.

Career Highlights:

Olympic Silver Medals: 2008, 2012

European Championships Dominance: Multiple gold medals

Controversial Celebrations: Known for removing his shirt before crossing the finish line

Mekhissi-Benabbad brought excitement and unpredictability to the steeplechase, challenging the East African dominance in major events.

9. Wilson Boit Kipketer (Kenya)

A dominant force in the 1990s, Wilson Boit Kipketer played a crucial role in maintaining Kenya’s dominance in steeplechase.

Career Highlights:

World Championships Gold Medal: 1997

Former World Record Holder (7:59.08 in 1997)

Boit Kipketer was instrumental in pushing the event forward and was part of the wave of Kenyan athletes who dominated for decades.

10. Bashir Ibrahim (Kuwait)

One of the known steeplechase athletes is Bashar Ibrahim Olympics. He has participated in a many track competitions including steeplechase.

Career Highlights:

1132 NR inscore: Fayetteville, USA (March 2001)

1115 NR score 3000 Metres Steeplechase race: Sacramento, USA (June 2003)

Bashir Ibrahim has demonstrated an exceptional ability to handle these challenges, excelling in both his pacing strategy and technical execution.

Conclusion

The steeplechase event has produced some of the most exciting and technically skilled athletes in track and field history. From record-breakers like Saif Saaeed Shaheen and Moses Kiptanui to dominant champions like Ezekiel Kemboi and Conseslus Kipruto, these athletes have shaped the sport with their speed, endurance, and tactical brilliance.

While Kenya has historically been the powerhouse of the event, athletes from other nations like France’s Mahiedine Mekhissi-Benabbad have also made significant contributions. The steeplechase remains one of the most thrilling events in athletics, and the future promises even more incredible performances from the next generation of runners.

As steeplechase continues to evolve, one thing remains certain: the legacy of these athletes will inspire generations to come.

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SCHNEIDER ELECTRIC MARATHON DE PARIS 2024

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Dimanche 7 avril, sur la ligne de départ du Schneider Electric Marathon de Paris, ils seront une vingtaine d’hommes et de femmes, parmi plus de 54 000 participants attendus, à s’élancer avec l’espoir d’inscrire leur nom au palmarès du plus grand marathon au monde. Sur le même parcours que l’an dernier, Kenyans et Éthiopiens seront une fois encore les grands favoris.

À retenir

Les trois derniers vainqueurs au départ de la course masculine : Abeje Ayana, Deso Gelmis et Elisha Rotich  

Les élites femmes sur la même ligne de départ que les hommes pour bénéficier de conditions favorables à la performance

Une importante délégation éthiopienne dans la course féminine avec le record de l’épreuve en ligne de mire (Judith Jeptum (KEN) - 2h19’48’’ en 2022)

Plusieurs athlètes fauteuil de haut niveau dans la course handisport, également support des Championnats de France handisport pour la quatrième année

LES TROIS DERNIERS VAINQUEURS AU DÉPART DE LA COURSE MASCULINE 

Avec les trois derniers vainqueurs au départ, la course masculine du Schneider Electric Marathon de Paris promet une belle lutte en tête de course. Kenyans et Éthiopiens, avec 19 succès sur les 20 dernières éditions (11 pour le Kenya, 8 pour l’Éthiopie), s’afficheront comme toujours en grands favoris.

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Vainqueur l’an dernier en 2h07’15’’, le jeune Éthiopien Gisealew Ayana*, 21 ans, tentera un doublé que seuls le Britannique Steve Brace (1989 et 1990) et, plus récemment, le Kenyan Paul Lonyangata (2017 et 2018) ont réussi. Pour y parvenir, il devra se défaire d’une rude concurrence. Sept coureurs se présentent en effet avec un temps de référence inférieur à 2h05’. Vainqueur du Schneider Electric Marathon de Paris en 2021 et détenteur du record de l’épreuve en 2h04’21’’ (son record personnel), l’expérimenté Kenyan Elisha Rotich* (33 ans) fera son retour sur la distance reine après deux ans loin du circuit. Il devrait être accompagné de ses compatriotes Hilary Kipsambu (3e à Paris en 2021 avec un record personnel de 2h04’44’’), Brimin Kipkorir*, vainqueur à Francfort en octobre dernier en 2h04’53’’ (son record) et Titus Kipruto (2h04’54’’, à Amsterdam en 2022), et des Éthiopiens Mekuant Ayenew (2h04’46’’ à Séville, en 2020), Deso Gelmisa, vainqueur dans les rues de Paris en 2022 et l’an dernier à Tokyo (record en 2h04’53’’, à Valence, en 2020) et Bazezew Asmare* (2h04’57’’ à Amsterdam, en 2022). Avec sept autres coureurs en moins de 2h07’, le peloton de tête sera probablement très dense. Le Japonais Yuki Kawauchi*, crédité d’un record à 2h07’07’’ en 2021 (marathon de Otsu), tentera de se faire une place au milieu des coureurs africains. Côté tricolore, Freddy Guimard, 16e l’an dernier, affichera le meilleur temps d’engagement des coureurs français au départ (2h13’56’’ réalisé à Valence en décembre dernier).

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Fuerte movida desde Kenia contra la violencia de género

Fuente: Olympics.com El asesinato de Agnes Tirop apenas unas semanas después de que batiera un récord mundial conmocionó a la comunidad del atletismo. En el Día Internacional para la Eliminación de la Violencia contra la Mujer, Olympics.com analiza el trabajo de Tirop's Angels, una ONG que lucha contra la violencia de género en Kenia y más allá. El 12 de septiembre de 2021, Agenes Tirop estableció un nuevo récord mundial femenino de carrera en ruta de 10 km en Herzogenaurach, Alemania. Apenas cinco semanas después, fue asesinada en su casa de Iten, Kenia, y su marido, Ibrahim Rotich, actualmente está siendo juzgado acusado de su asesinato. Tirop había crecido en Kenia, era la séptima de 10 hermanos, y había demostrado una aptitud temprana para el atletismo que surgió de los días en que corría cinco kilómetros hacia y desde la escuela con su hermano Martin. Cuando todavía estaba en la escuela secundaria, fue identificada como alguien con el talento para llegar a lo más alto de su deporte. Fue en ese momento que conoció a su futuro marido, Rotich, quien le ofreció convertirse en su entrenador. Desde fuera, la vida de Tirop parecía un cuento de hadas deportivo mientras iba viento en popa, ganando el bronce en los 10.000 m tanto en el Campeonato Mundial de Atletismo de 2017 en Londres como en el siguiente Campeonato Mundial en Doha en 2019, y quedo cuarta en la carrera de 5.000 m en los Juegos Olímpicos de Tokio. Pocos conocían los detalles de su vida en casa y su tumultuosa y tóxica relación con su marido, que mantuvo en secreto para sus amigos y compañeros de entrenamiento. La hermana de Tirop dijo al tribunal del juicio contra Rotich en noviembre de 2023 que éste había agredido físicamente a Agnes en muchas ocasiones. Él niega los cargos. Su muerte pocos días después sacudió el mundo del atletismo hasta lo más profundo. Las acusaciones posteriores sobre la naturaleza abusiva de su matrimonio abrieron los ojos de muchas personas a un problema que afecta a muchas atletas jóvenes en Kenia: la violencia de género. En el funeral de Tirop, que tuvo lugar en el que habría sido su cumpleaños número 26, sus seres queridos y familiares lloraron juntos la muerte de la joven atleta. Pero cuando su amiga y compañera corredora de élite Violah Lagat habló en honor a Tirop, las palabras que usó se convirtieron en un llamado a las atletas en Kenia, quienes eran conscientes de que, en lugar de ser un incidente aislado, la situación de Tirop era sólo un ejemplo de un problema muy arraigado en la nación africana. “Hoy estoy aquí por una cuestión: esta cuestión de la violencia de género”, dijo Lagat a la multitud reunida. “Estoy aquí porque hay que hacer algo. Y hay que hacerlo ahora, no mañana, ni cualquier otro día, tiene que empezar hoy. Estamos aquí porque estamos dando descanso a nuestra hermana pero también estamos aquí para alzar la voz. Necesitamos ser escuchadas como mujeres, necesitamos que la gente entienda que no somos herramientas, que no somos propiedad de nadie”. “Hombres, comprendan esto, somos deportistas pero también somos hijos de alguien. Por favor respétanos, por favor ámanos, por favor valora nuestro arduo trabajo... “Si no vas a hacer nada por mí, por mi hermana, por mi madre y por la generación venidera, por favor vete a casa”. El irlandés Colm O'Connell es conocido como el “padrino del running keniano” y el trabajo que ha realizado en el país desde que llegó al Valle del Rift como misionero católico en 1976 ha resultado en que cuatro de sus pupilos ganen medallas de oro olímpicas – David Rudisha , dos veces medallista de oro olímpica en 800 metros en Londres 2012 y Río 2016; Brimin Kipruto (Pekín 2008) y Matthew Birir (Barcelona 1992) en los 3.000 metros con obstáculos masculino; y Vivian Cheruiyot en los 5.000 m femeninos de Río 2016. A finales de la década de 1980, el hermano O'Connell creó sus primeros grupos de corredores exclusivamente femeninos en Kenia y ahora cuenta con 120 campos de entrenamiento en todo el país. Habló en un documental reciente de Bloomberg  sobre cómo los hombres comenzaron a visitar los campos de entrenamiento en busca de corredoras jóvenes y vulnerables a quienes apuntar para su propio beneficio personal. "Hay hombres, si se me permite usar la frase 'al acecho', que están dispuestos a sacar provecho de los esfuerzos y energías de otra persona", dijo. “Son oportunistas. Ven esto como una manera de mejorarse a sí mismos, como una manera de seguir adelante en la vida. Cuando te conviertes en una persona exitosa, eres un blanco fácil”. Por lo general, estos hombres vendrían con una propuesta para convertirse en el entrenador del atleta, ofreciendo necesidades como comida, refugio o equipo para correr. Como explicó Joan Chelimo , dos veces campeona del medio maratón de Boston : “Se están aprovechando de muchas de las corredoras que sufren abusos por parte de sus entrenadores, primero porque son jóvenes, segundo porque no conocen sus derechos y los entrenadores intentan manipularlas, dándoles tal vez un par de zapatos o conectándolos con agentes. Recuerde, estas chicas provienen de entornos muy humildes". Poco después del funeral de Tirop, Lagat, Chelimo y otros amigos de la comunidad atlética decidieron actuar. Estaban cansados ​​de las historias de abuso que habían escuchado de primera mano y de la falta de reacción de las autoridades y la sociedad. Así, junto con la familia de Agnes, fundaron la organización no gubernamental Tirop's Angels. La misión de Tirop's Angels es cambiar la sociedad desde dentro, empezando por educar a las jóvenes sobre la violencia de género.    "Vamos a los pueblos, vamos a campamentos de atletismo, también visitamos escuelas y, para cambiar cultura, tenemos que empezar por la generación joven", explica Chelimo sobre el amplio trabajo que los Ángeles del Tirop están haciendo en  intento por “erradicar la violencia de género”. “En el pasado, a la mayoría de las atletas mujeres les quitaban el dinero sus maridos. Ahora la cosa ha cambiado porque estamos haciendo que los agentes envíen el dinero a los deportistas y que ellos tengan sus propias cuentas bancarias.“Hoy en día, si una niña sufre abusos en Iten, llamarán a los ángeles de Tirop. Años atrás eso no hubiera sucedido”. "   Intentamos empoderarlas y también hablarles sobre qué es la violencia de género, en un nivel superficial porque no la entienden muy bien hasta que son un poco mayores", explicó Lagat en una entrevista con CGTN África . "Por eso queremos que entiendan de qué se trata y que detecten esos signos a tiempo para que no sean víctimas". El trabajo de la ONG no termina ahí. En este momento, los atletas están luchando para que se cambien las leyes en Kenia para aumentar el tiempo de cárcel para los perpetradores, y también tienen planes para establecer una línea directa de 24 horas, asesoramiento y servicios de atención médica para ayudar y apoyar a las víctimas de discriminación de género. Muchas otras atletas han formado parte de Tirop's Angels desde sus inicios o se han unido desde entonces, como Mary Keitany , Peres Jepchirchir , Brenda Jepleting y Caroline Chepkwony . También hay un número creciente de atletas masculinos que han mostrado su apoyo, incluido figuras como Haile Gebrselassie y Amos Kipruto . Los patrocinadores también se han tomado en serio la causa con el logotipo de Los Ángeles de Tirop que ahora se encuentra estampado en chalecos para correr que han usado personas como el actual campeón mundial de 100 y 200 m, Noah Lyles, corredores kenianos que rindieron homenaje a Tirop durante el Maratón de Nueva York de 2021 , y En marzo de 2023, más de 1.000 atletas participaron en la carrera inaugural en memoria de Agnes Tirop en Kenia. Pero el trabajo de los Ángeles de Tirop está lejos de terminar mientras continúan buscando formas de luchar contra la violencia de género en África y en todo el mundo. "Todavía tenemos que lograr nuestro objetivo (de erradicar la violencia de género) y todavía tenemos un largo camino por recorrer, pero lo lograremos", dijo Lagat en un discurso antes de la Memorial Race de este año. "Estamos apenas en la primera fase de nuestra batalla contra la violencia de género (VBG)... debemos seguir insistiendo".   Read the full article

[heavy-lobster]

i'll confess my brimes (bacon crimes) too: I've had it very, very few times but I prefer it completely uncooked

Briminal (bacon criminal) solidarity, thank you for backing me up in my hour of greatest need

[defsoulstation]

Psst 8 and 20 from the smut list for Brimin ---Kristy

You got it!8 - “Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.”20 - “I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.”You stand in the mirror, looking at the work in progress that is your outfit. A bit ago, you were invited to a gala alongside your boyfriend who has yet to make it home from practice. You twirl in the mirror, the slinky number doing your curves justice. The front and back of the dress swoop low leaving little to the imagination but still keeping you modest. Putting on the finishing touches, a necklace and a pair of earrings and you are good to go! You're giving yourself a once over before feeling a familiar set of hands on your waist.

"Hi, baby, who you getting all dressed up for?", Jimin's teasing voice in your ear, tone low. The warmth of arousal rests in your lower belly as he slips his hands through the back of your dress and stroking the underside of your breasts. A pair of lips press against your neck softly before nipping."Don't be so rough," You chide him softly, trying not to smile."There can't be any marks." You feel the curl of lips, smiling against your neck." Why not? They make you even more pretty." Jimin kisses your neck again before sucking lightly against the delicate skin of your neck.

"Cause we can't look like sex fiends in the public like that!" You laugh wiggling a bit. Jimin's hands trail down your waist again, pulling your ass against him. " They have to see how satisfied and happy I make you, yeah?" He rolls his hips, a familiar hardness rubbing against your ass. Feeling him against your bare back so needy, you roll your ass against him, the action instinctual for you. His hands trail up to your breasts again,  fingers ghosting over your nipples in a teasing manner.

"So gorgeous." He mumbles in your ear, looking at your full figure in the mirror. You follow his gaze, not surprised at how wrecked you look from his simple actions. “I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.”  Jimin chuckles before replying." We're meant to be fashionably late anyway."

[wanjirakinyua]

[political-affairs]

IAAF World Championships BEIJING

Ezekiel Kemboi of Kenya jumps a water obstacle in the men's 3000 metres steeplechase final during the 15th IAAF World Championships at the National Stadium in Beijing, China.

[444names]

french and tolkienesque forenames + persian names

Abakibi Abbanauhak Abel Aborous Adbel Adeh Aeine Afin Afini Ahkraza Ajidiamad Alarsanor Alauhari Alband Alde Aleclaud Alen Aliel Aliqazia Amedus Amia Amkamar Amra Andi Andir Anmadeh Anowmaxis Antes Aranel Ardaeines Arezvi Arigili Arsai Arsil Arsimi Arveh Arvi Arza Arzade Asaberiën Asca Ashalanges Ashanevian Ather Athéroz Audihs Auley Aurennadeh Avandirani Avanour Aviz Avièlein Avush Azane Azizeh Azlorteabi Badi Badorgaf Baei Baghad Bahien Bahy Balekhami Banguin Bannel Barian Baron Barviamali Bazadi Bazah Behranic Bela Betima Bette Bimaule Bour Bozi Bram Brasgam Brash Brimine Brinadar Bulia Callay Caminzan Cari Carilia Carzad Celphenten Cheen Chene Chlodeh Chrajimi Chrob Cinashate Claby Curmarin Cyrumeh Cédron Círim Dand Dangaphil Dardideh Dargolpen Dehrou Dencili Dene Dheb Dili Djeab Djidalcwin Dohsh Dorgo Dorol Dothi Ebidis Ehrowghar Eldavi Elegon Elhamani Eman Emaus Emeni Emmi Esfarick Esha Essa Estéphiti Ettane Ezan Eäre Eäreni Eärn Fahalexave Fahr Fallil Famin Fanaz Fani Fara Faregana Farizhaki Farshamûl Farth Fath Feesh Fernadeh Ferve Firi Foodisebis Foon Foroulion Forti Fran Frang Frégis Fréme Fróm Fírdilan Gasamlimë Geeferg Genilla Ghdeh Ghieldehra Ghiniquel Ghmon Ghâd Giser Glahandia Glieh Glod Goldar Golirient Gond Gorl Gorod Gorohana Gygeeng Habnamir Hadeh Hahredi Hane Hartorn Hataxiste Hedigdus Helouri Heraxis Herill Hernheb Herni Heydan Hood Hord Horn Host Hovieribi Hundram Hurty Imatur Imisameh Impham Imrabarvi Iria Ishtith Jadeh Jadzan Jalad Janaz Jani Javuse Jeancil Jeane Jonu Jooshi Jule Julwë Kabihi Kamda Kame Kand Kanoît Kavin Kaymoz Kaël Keram Khanie Khod Khsor Kimi Koldoncian Kolexani Kollogh Kourei Kouri Kous Ladel Larvi Latir Lausableh Lavorbart Lipargaéti Lobaghis Lobahna Lotheh Léodar Madoron Mahirë Majideh Makhtyb Malm Malotha Mami Mance Mandughani Mane Manpujmir Maran Mares Marmazaryl Marni Masor Maspettel Massë Mastë Matarand Matri Maudeh Mavine Maylla Meemash Mendorkid Menron Mentaexani Menwë Mesti Mieh Mihmazdi Mirob Moghed Moharvi Mone Monjavine Most Motheedrór Mothmanne Mothrin Mous Mozhed Mubah Musimra Naibus Nami Nanjafan Nareef Nasi Nassagerus Naver Nazaei Nazd Neancari Norl Norzadeh Nouithi Noushronne Níni Oeobah Ohedibof Olaim Oranele Ordami Orsade Otfiradeh Oxan Pahmorsa Palie Part Parved Parvidaiel Parzades Parzan Patabba Paula Peobres Pert Peruz Pesharanni Peymour Phad Phidi Phran Pougdorth Pouré Prehnis Quer Radettes Rafahri Rakht Rami Ramotami Rand Randrómic Rane Ranlotal Rantitaxis Rassna Ratini Rehrane Rople Rouis Rouqi Réginglúk Sabageeman Sabak Sabrani Sadamirun Sadehrn Sagoron Samir Sandiman Sani Sapar Savadeh Savidosh Searmahla Shadooz Shadres Shafage Shafsh Shahia Shahrezvin Shajivale Shajmi Shamabdi Shamzeme Shani Shardondóm Shelucaldi Shiandash Shin Shiryl Shonassaya Shous Shtingaz Shtkooz Shzaia Sirzadee Smaghâd Soha Solorozaeu Soniene Soush Souz Stoushti Suhira Sumtophron Suzgamanur Syan Tahmooz Tang Tanzahmosa Tarimortan Tarin Tarty Tasgar Tazie Tazusert Tell Therya Thurushimi Tianahman Toost Turat Uitarineus Ulfhem Vadohi Valimloos Valizus Vallail Vichreti Vine Worowyneh Xanor Xerette Yadaban Yahmuh Yant Yarne Yazussar Yveevalan Yvosea Zadi Zadothres Zahboya Zartah Zartan Zavoring Zele Zenroshty Zerreh Ziandou Zilmin Élimen Élis Élomedaces