#c: iwan

[ranatsume]

2.28.24

Got my order today from Sunset Valley Orchids! Total of 6 seedling plants. I’m currently waiting for their 2024 cymbidium and cattleya division lists to come out. So I might splurge a bit more!

Slc. Virginia Dickey 'Diamond Orchids' AM/AOS x Slc. Barefoot Mailman 'H and R'

Iwan. Appleblossom (Dial. Snowflake 'H and R' 4N x Blc. Orange Nugget 'Kadaoka')

Slc. Exotic Red Extreme (Slc. Seagulls Apricot 'Majestic' x Sl. Mini Pet 'My Pet')

Lc. Arctic Moon 'Rochelle' x C. Victorian Lace 'Diamond Orchids'

Diacm. (Caul.) bicornutum (x self)

Lc. Mari’s Magic (Lc. Tokyo Magic 'Hihimanu' x Lc. Mari’s Song 'CTM217' HCC/AOS)

[motleycrueobsessed]

Masterlist (revamped!)

Who i will write for!

-Tommy Lee

-Nikki Sixx

-Mick Mars

-Vince Neil

-Joan Jett

-Kurt Cobain

-Jason Dean

-Veronica Sawyer

-Heather Chandler

-Heather Duke

(I wont write for mcnamara because i dont know her well!!)

-Douglas booth! Sixx

-MGK! Lee

-Daniel Webber! Neil

-Iwan Rheon! Mars

-Kristian Stewert! Jett

-Slash

-Axl Rose

+ If you want to request someone whos not on here, just send me an ask and ill see what i can do!! 🖤

Kinks / Weird shit i wont write for

Watersports. (Piss/scat kinks)

Pedophilia.

No stepcest.

Noncon.

Heavy on the noncon.

If your unsure of something, just ask! If im uncomfortable with writing it, i wont write it.

Tommy lee:

None

Nikki sixx:

None

Mick mars:

None

Vince Neil:

None

Joan Jett:

Kurt Cobain:

None

Jason Dean:

None

Veronica Sawyer:

None

Heather C:

None

Heather D:

None

DB! Sixx:

None

MGK! Lee:

None

DW!Neil:

None

IR!Mars:

None

KS!Jett:

None

Slash :

None

Axl Rose:

None

I have like no motivation, so please be patient with my posts!

also pls send me asks i will probably write so much more if i get asks

Anon family!!

-🥁

-🫨

[axelsagewrites]

Ramsay NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: Smut, kinks, dom Ramsay

A/N: this is for an au where Ramsay isnt evil, just kinky, because Iwan Rheon made him hot and I refuse to write him like the writers did to Sansa

Masterlist Here

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ramsay is quick to fall asleep after sex so after care is often accidentally missed. However as soon as the deed is over, he is pulling you into his arms to cuddle while he snores. If you shake him awake though he will make sure to do whatever it, is you need him to to make you feel better.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your hips. He wants to squeeze the, grip them, spank them, hold them while he fucks you. He loves hips, he loves ass. He loves your body as a whole but he also is fond of your neck which he likes to wrap his hands around.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Ramsay definitely prefers to cum inside of you no matter the hole. There’s something about watching his lover take his cum that makes him almost cum again.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He almost gets off from just your face alone at times. During sex he loves to watch how your face contorts or to see how you blush in public.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He was actually very inexperienced for a long time and spent a lot of his time fantasising about all the things he wanted to do while he masturbated. As soon as he found a willing participant to do all his fantasies with, he was quick to master them all since he never wanted to leave the bedroom.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Ramsay prefers doggy style but will also pin you against a wall and fuck you there if its closer.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s either very serious or very teasy. If you have been teasing him all day, then it’s he is on a mission to get you to regret your actions, but his punishments just end up making you want more. However other times he just wants to laugh at you as you beg for his cock.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Ramsay prefers to be well groomed so that he can show off the goods better.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He doesn’t view sex as a romantic thing. If he wanted to be romantic, he’d send you gifts or flowers. When he’s horny he wants to fuck, and he wants to do it well.

J = Jack off (masturbation head canon)

Ramsay likes the idea of jacking off to watching you without you seeing with either a peephole or him watching you from his window. He is a bit voyeuristic that way.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He’s definitely a dom who likes to humiliate his subs. He likes all the classics like spanking and choking but he is more extreme than most with kinks. He is a bit of a voyeur, but he is also a sadist when it comes to punishments. Paddles, flogging, spanking. He likes it all. He also wants to try a bit of bondage so tying people up and fucking them silly. Ramsay is a kink fiend.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Its not something he’s done often but he loves doing it in the forest. Ramsay loves the idea of having his partner run through to forest to try escape him while he chases them down. Once he catches them, he’s instantly pinning them to a tree or onto the ground and fucking them into the dirt.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you blush or get embarrassed gets him going but also when you tease him or flirt with other people. He can be a bit jealous after all. He would like either a very submissive sub or a bratty sub so lots of things can get him heated.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I can’t imagine many things that Ramsay would not try. As long as they were legal and moral, he would try them once. He would be extremely reluctant to be submissive but with the right partner he could contemplate trying it once.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ramsay loves to fuck your face. Its honestly one of his favourite things. But he’s also not shy when it comes to going down on you and uses it as both a reward or a punishment as he teases or overstimulates you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough. He far prefers rough kinky sex than slow romantic sex. If he goes slow it’s just to tease you to tears.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s fine with quickies but doesn’t want to have to limit his time. The stuff he likes usually takes more time to prepare for and mentally come down from, so he’d prefer to just cancel his plans if he’s horny enough and fuck you silly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Ramsay is fine with risk if not excited by it. he doesn’t want a boring life, especially not in the bedroom or wherever he chooses to fuck you next

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Depending on what he’s doing he can last for hours especially if he’s punishing you for teasing him, but it usually lasts all in all a couple hours depending on what he’s up to.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Hell yeah. In universe Ramsay would have ropes and shit to tie you up with. Modern Ramsay would have a whole host of kinky toys to use on you. He keeps a bullet in his top drawer just to help him tease.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He. Lives. For. It. if you’re not squirming under him begging him to fuck you then he’s not done teasing

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ramsay will grunt and growl during sex but the volume he makes is usually quite low. The sound of the bed slamming into the wall over and over not so much

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

Modern Ramsay has a daddy kink and would buy his partner a subtle collar like a necklace or a bracelet that looks normal but only he is allowed to take off you

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s pretty average size down below but has learned how to use it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Its pretty high most of the time but then certain days it shoots where all he can think about is whisking you away or keeping you in his chambers all day

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After its all done Ramsay pretty much only has time to fall to his side, lay down, pull you into his arms, put his head on top of yours, before he is snoring like a baby. Sex just seems to wipe all his worries away at times

Taglist: @clairacassidy @darkrose33

[fromthedust]

portrayals of bats in the 20th & 21st centuries

Bat Cabaret Sign - France - wrought iron, rolled iron, carved and embossed, green glass

pair of bats - ivory seal - China

Rene Lalique (French, 1860-1945) - bat brooch - 1900

bat design - Bijutsukai (Art World) - vol. 2 - 1901-1902

Rene Lalique (French, 1860-1945) - bat ring - 1901

Rene Lalique (French, 1860-1945) - bat pendant - 1901

Ferdinand Erhart (French, active 1891-1933) - Bat Belt Buckle - cast silver, carved and oxidized - 1908

Bat Brooch - France - c.1908

Henri Husson (French, 1852-1933) - Cup with Bat - c.1909

Ohara Koson (Japanese, 1877-1945) - Bats In Moonlight - c.1910

Harrison Cady (American, 1877-1970) - illustration for Mother West Wind Why Stories by Thornton Burgess - 1915

John Buckland Wright (British, 1897-1954) - illustration for Le Sphinx by Iwan Gilkin - 1919

Heinrich Kley (German, 1863-1945) - illustration for Der Orchideengarten (The Orchid Garden) - 1919

Bats and Crescent Moon - incense box - Japan - early 20th century

Weird Tales - October 1933

Black Bat Firecrackers

Edward Gorey (American, 1925-2000) - Bat & Ballerina - pin - New York City Ballet - c.1970s

Edward Gorey (American, 1925-2000) - Bats & Bicycles stencil illustration from The Broken Spoke - 1976

Edward Gorey (American, 1925-2000) - cover illustration for A Clutch of Vampires by Raymond T. McNally

Three of Bats - Tarot Card - 1996

Richard Cooluris (American, working in San Francisco) - Perseus and the Bat - mixed media painting on wood panel - 2016

Yegor Smirnov (working in Montreal) - Bat Ring - 3d-printed and casted in silver - 2016

Stephanie Inagaki (working in Los Angeles) - Trinity - charcoal & gold foil

Adam Binder (British, b.1970) - Bats - carved ebony & carved ivory

Wayan Tuges (luthier working in Indonesia) - Raised by Bats - Commemorative custom Blueberry guitar for Aurelio Voltair - 2020

[dykegeology]

Look at these miturgids people have uploaded to inaturalist... astonishing groundbreaking I think it should be front page news and on every exam for every subject

[polishwomenartists-sztukakobiet]

Alina Szapocznikow (1926 – 1973)

Cendrier de célibataire I (The Bachelor’s Ashtray I), 1972

Lampe, c. 1967

Iluminowana (Illuminated Woman), 1966

Autoportrait I, 1966

Noga (Leg), 1962

Autoportrait [Self – portrait], 1971

Sculpture-Lampe (Sculpture-Lamp)

Lampe-Bouche (Illuminated Lips), 1966

Sans Titre (No Title), 1964

Art by Women - Women in Arts @abwwia

Alina Szapocznikow (Polish: [ʂapɔt͡ʂˈɲikɔf]; May 16, 1926 – March 2, 1973) was a Polish sculptor and Holocaust survivor.

She produced casts of her and her son's body. She worked mainly in bronze and stone and her provocative work recalled genres such as surrealism, nouveau realism, and pop art. Via Wikipedia

🇵�� Alina Szapocznikow (ur. 16 maja 1926 w Kaliszu, zm. 2 marca 1973 w Praz-Coutant w Passy we Francji) – polska rzeźbiarka i graficzka. Via Wikipedia PL

#AlinaSzapocznikow #PolishWomenArtists #womensart #polishart #sztukakobiet #palianshow

[thisbuildinghasfeelings]

Hello Anne!!! A very important Nice Ass(k) for you!!

First and foremost, how is Ruby and did she have a nice Christmas?

Okay, here is your real question. You are on a road trip with the main characters from the last book you read. Who are you riding with and what shenanigans do you get up to? Bonus points: what road trip snacks do you bring?

Thanks!! 🍋

Thank you for this nice ass(k), Lemon, and I apologize for taking so long to get to it!

Ruby is doing very well and she loved Christmas. Ruby is a great lover of new toys. She got quite a few for Christmas, though her favorite remains this rope with a chewing bone attached.

(I think she would love it even more if she could figure out how to detach the bone)

The last book I read was The Seven Year Slip by Ashley Poston. It's a romance, so the main characters are a couple named Iwan and Clementine. (This is the book I told you about before with a character nicknamed Lemon...Iwan calls her Lemon, as in C-LEMON-tine. It's a little cute but also kind of annoying. I would probably get sick of it on the roadtrip.)

I'm not sure if I'm all that thrilled about third wheeling on this roadtrip. Also, Clementine is a little annoying. She's very judgmental. However, that may be mostly limited to her internal monologue because other people in the book seem to like her a lot. She's also very well traveled, so I think I'd be content to sit back and let her take over planning the trip.

They're both fairly adventurous. I'm kind of a cautious person by nature, so I think having them around might inspire a certain amount of shenanigans, though nothing too out there. There would probably be a lot of stopping at roadside attractions. Also, Iwan has a lot of tattoos, so maybe we would end up getting tattoos together somewhere.

Iwan is an amazing chef who specializes in lemon pies. Also, his best friend runs a fajita food truck that Iwan thinks is good enough to get a Michelin star. I think I would let him contribute the snacks. Fajitas and lemon pies are not usual road trip snacks, but I'd happily take it.

[gothicmama]

Lucian's Birth (Working Title)

So, I'm really nervous posting this for a few reasons. One, it's the first thing I'm posting for "Nightshade Manor", a world I've been creating for a few years now. And two, it's the first time I'm posting something that's dark and horror, which is not what I usually post. I hope it's good though, for those who enjoy this genre. Also I'm begging y'all to read the CW ***CONTENT WARNINGS FOR: DEATH IN CHILDBIRTH, AN AT HOME C-SECTION, AND SUICIDE***

AO3 link: Lucian's Birth (Working Title) - GothicMama - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]

Storms weren't uncommon in Oak Valley. Being situated in a valley, hence the name, didn’t protect it from storms. It actually caused the storms that did happen to be worse, due to the terrain. Bad storms, with winds that tore down trees and yanked doors off hinges. With rain that flooded streets and brought down roofs. The people of the village were more than used to such storms, the whole community prepared together during storm season for the inevitable damage and injuries. But this one was different. Not only because it wasn't storm season, it was far from it actually. But because this storm had more than just pelting rain and howling winds. No, this storm brought with it thunder that shook the very ground like an earthquake and lightning that struck trees with each strike. The only thing saving the forest from fire was the rain, which was strong enough to put out any spark when it had barely taken a breath of air.

Everyone knew this storm wasn't normal, but no one knew who or what was causing it. The few in the village who knew about the manor, hidden deep in the forest further up the mountain, assumed it had something to do it. Since it was home to many supernatural and magical beings, it was the only logical explanation for such a storm. Though it was common knowledge among these few that those living at the manor took great efforts to make sure their troubles never reached beyond their borders. But no one really knew for sure why it was happening. They weren't too worried, however. They had survived storms before and even if this one was different, they were confident they could survive it, too.

But the occupants of one house had other concerns. Julia, nine months pregnant with her and her husband Iwan's first child, had gone into labor right before the storm started. It had come on fast, faster than either she or Iwan expected and faster than either of them thought possible. She sobbed as another contraction ripped through her. Laying on her side, completely naked, she clutched her rounded belly with both hands. scratching and scouring her skin with her nails. Standing helplessly beside the bed, Iwan's hands fluttered around her without touching. He didn't know where to touch her. Every time he did, no matter how light and gentle his touch was, she screamed as if he'd stabbed her. "Julia, moja miłość, please, how can I help you?"

Julia managed to catch her breath through the pain that threatened to steal it again. "The midwife, where's the midwife?" She shouted her response to be heard over the thunder. It was constant, slamming through the sky above them repeatedly without pause. It was as if the ground beneath them was rolling. The whole house shook, many things had already fallen and crashed to the floor, picture frames and glass decorations. Iwan had even heard a window shatter in another room of the house.

"I called her, my love, I swear, she's on her way. It's just taking too long with this storm." He knew better but he lied to her anyway. He'd called the midwife as soon as she’d had the first contraction, but then the storm had hit, and the phones had lost all signal. He wouldn't be surprised if the midwife never showed up, he wouldn't blame her for wanting to stay home in such weather. Julia had had a healthy pregnancy, nothing to worry about, they were all expecting the delivery to go smoothly. They'd been stupid, but none of them could have predicted this.

He tried laying his hand on her forehead again, just barely touching her in another effort to offer support and comfort. He jerked away instantly when she screamed and thrashed away from him, just as she had in his previous attempts. He'd never witnessed a birth, but he'd researched and watched videos to learn, and he knew this wasn't normal. He watched her writhe on top of the blanket for a moment before whatever pain he'd inflicted faded. When she fell onto her side again, panting too fast and too hard, he hurried to apologize. "I'm sorry, moja miłość, I'm so sorry."

She forced her eyes open and looked at him through her tears. "Something's wrong, Iwan, something's wrong," she cried out. In the midst of the pain overwhelming her were the same thoughts he was having. This labor wasn’t normal, wasn’t like anything she’d read about or heard from others. It was too fast, too painful, and it was all too much at once. She barely had time to inhale as each contraction tore through her body, making any movement, even breathing, almost impossible. What little breath she was able to get, she lost immediately because she couldn’t help but scream from the pain. Tears blurred her vision, effectively blinding her, and between the thunder and her screams she could barely hear her husband’s voice. Every touch burned her skin, even the bed sheets rubbing against her stung, intensifying the pain from the contractions.

She rolled onto her back and his gaze dropped to her belly. He cringed and instinctively took a step back. Her belly had looked normal for the entirety of her pregnancy. Nothing had ever been out of the ordinary. He'd watched it grow, touched it, kissed it, felt the kicks from within. But now, her belly was misshapen and wrong, and occasionally something from inside would push against the skin, stretching it outwards for seconds or minutes before retreating inside. The skin that used to be a healthy tan was now purple and red, it had quickly changed color as the labor progressed. It looked as if it was just one giant bruise under her skin. And on top of the skin were the scratches and cuts Julia had inflicted on herself.

The only thing keeping Iwan in place was his love for his wife, but that could only hold his fear back for so long. Especially when he could do nothing for her, he couldn't help her medically, he couldn't even touch her. He was still staring at her deformed belly when she suddenly sucked in a deep, gulping breath. She held it for several seconds, mouth wide open before she screamed again, arching up off the bed so hard he heard her back crack. She flailed her arms out wildly, clawing at the air, and he was horrified to see the thing inside her copying the movement by pushing out against either side of her belly. He called it a thing because he was convinced now that it wasn't his child. He had no idea what it was, but it wasn't a baby. He didn't know if Julia had realized it or not, but he hoped for her sake she hadn't.

His hopes were useless, though he didn’t know it. Julia had realized quickly that the thing inside of her wasn’t right, that it was wrong. She could feel it moving inside of her and while before the feeling had been comforting, a sign that her baby was healthy and safe inside of her, now the movements were all wrong. She could feel it pushing against her with greater strength, as if it were trying to get out. Sometimes it felt like she was being punched and kicked with more force than an infant should have been capable of. Through her tears she caught glimpses of her belly. She could feel the misshapen skin under her hands. Any thoughts of finally meeting her child, all the hopes she’d had during the long months of her pregnancy, were gone now. In their place was nothing but the pain and the fear. And the desperate need to have whatever it was, whatever thing inside her, out, in any way possible. But with each contraction, she lost more strength.

This contraction lasted for several minutes, Iwan didn't keep count, but he knew they'd been getting longer and coming faster ever since labor started. When it finally ended, Julia was barely conscious, exhausted from the torturous labor and suffering from her inability to breath properly. He stood in place, just watching her struggle to breathe, still too hard and too fast to be effective. For a long moment, neither of them moved, neither of them made a sound. Part of him hoped it was over, but he knew logically that it wouldn’t be over until the baby was born. He just desperately hoped it would be soon, he could see Julia didn’t have much left in her.

Despite him anxiously waiting for the next contraction, he still jumped when it hit. As she screamed and came up off the bed again, sounding feral and animalistic, he realized something was different. He stepped back to the side of the bed, and the smell of blood hit his nose. Worry exploded in him, and he rushed around to the end to Julia’s feet. He looked between her thighs, but she was moving too much for him to see anything clearly. Not knowing what else to do, he climbed on the bed and grabbed her knees.

Still in the throes of the contraction, her screaming escalated at his touch. She clumsily reached for him, as her body collapsed back onto the bed, but she was too uncoordinated to grab him. He roughly yanked her legs apart and then jerked back. Blood was gushing from her body. It was all over her legs and soon coated his hands and forearms. Some of it had spurted out across the bed when he forced her thighs open, simultaneously opening her up. When Iwan looked back at her, even his untrained eyes could see she was being stretched open. He could see the top of what he assumed to be the head of the thing. He raised his head, his harsh grip on her knees holding her legs still when they desperately wanted to thrash and kick. "Julia, you have to push. The baby is coming now."

Julia somehow heard him and instantly shook her head. She paused her screaming to cry out, "I can't!" But then she was screaming again.

More blood rushed out and as he watched, eyes wide with fear and shock, he saw her stretch further before her skin split. The thing was coming, being forced out of her body despite her inability to push. He realized, whether she wanted to or not, the labor was progressing, and the thing was being born. He switched tactics with that realization and instead tried to comfort her so her body could do what it needed to do. "Okay, moja miłość, okay, you don't have to push. Just try to breathe, you have to breathe." She nodded and with the last of her strength, she took two too deep breaths, puffing her chest up with them before blowing them out in a couple of screams. "That's good, Julia, that's good, love." He kept his eyes trained on her, but his gaze jumped up to her when she suddenly let out a gasp. It caught his attention because it was soft, startling in comparison to the screams. "Julia?"

She didn't respond. Iwan instantly forgot everything else. Releasing her knees, he scrambled up the bed to her head. She was staring up at the ceiling, mouth open and eyes staring lifelessly. He gasped and stopped breathing, going as quiet as her for just a moment. With shaking, bloody hands, he gently cradled her face. He turned her head towards him. "Julia?" he whimpered. He stroked her cheeks, smearing blood over her skin. She stayed deathly still and silent. A sob bubbled up in his chest, up his throat, and out of his mouth. "Julia, no. Please. Please, no."

Tears burned his eyes and when he pressed his forehead to hers, they fell from his face to hers. He shook and sobbed, fingers still stroking her skin that was already growing cold. The blood and tears mixed on her cheeks, creating a pink stain. When he raised his head, he tried to wipe it all away, tried to clean her up, but his blood covered fingers only turned pink as well. This brought a fresh flood of tears before his sadness vanished and was replaced. He yanked his hands away, horrified that he had marred her skin so. He sat up and turned away from her, his stomach rolling with sudden nausea. He had no other thoughts, his mind filled with her face, dead and bloody. But then, movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

He whipped his head around, impossible hope blooming. Until he saw what it was. Then, his horror returned. It was her belly. The thing inside her was pushing against her again. He watched it for a minute and as the seconds passed, he realized it seemed to be growing frantic. The pushes came faster, harder, to the point that he could see individual fingers and toes beneath the skin. Some part of him knew that with Julia dead, the baby would soon die as well. But it wasn't a baby. It wasn't even human.

That thought lit the anger in him, and with his grief it was like throwing gasoline on a bonfire. Whatever it was, it had killed his wife. His wife, who had loved it and carried it and wanted it. And now, she was dead. The anger consumed him, and he had no conscious thought of his next actions. He got up from the bed and walked, calmly and without hurry, to the kitchen. He stepped on broken glass from the picture frames that had once been on the wall. Ignoring the pain in his feet, he tracked bloody footprints through the house. He snatched the paring knife from the knife block. He tested its edge against his thumb and felt the sting from the cut, though his blood mixed with Julia's blood so fast he couldn't tell the difference. He smiled, satisfied with his choice, and with the same mindless calmness, returned to the bedroom.

He climbed back onto the bed and gently spread Julia out. He straightened her legs, closing her thighs so he couldn't see the terrible sight between them. He laid her arms down at her sides, pausing to hold her still hands in his shaking ones. Then, he straddled her thighs, heedless of the blood staining his clothes further. He positioned the knife at the swell of her belly, right over her belly button. The thing inside her was still pushing and he was tempted to stab through the belly to try to reach it. But he didn't want to ruin Julia's body. She'd already sacrificed it for eight months, endured the physical changes and loved the stretch marks. She didn't deserve to be mutilated further.

He'd never seen a c-section on a person before, but he'd grown up on a farm and had helped with many animal ones. He knew the gist of it. And it wasn't like he could do any damage now. She was already dead. He just wanted to get that thing out of her, so he could make sure it was dead as well. His mind went blissfully blank as he pressed the knife in. It sliced through her cool skin easily, thanks to his habit of keeping all cooking knives sharpened. He made one long cut down her belly, and then repeated the cut. He cut through each layer with calm precision, as if he was just cutting deer meat for the freezer. Beneath him, the thing had grown still inside her belly. He didn't know if that was because it had finally suffocated, or because it knew what was happening. He didn't care. He wanted it out.

After ten minutes of quiet, only broken by the grotesque sounds of blood gushing, organs being moved, and flesh separating, he reached the thing. He cut through another layer, he didn’t know the name of what he had just cut, but suddenly he could see an arm, tiny and still. He stopped and stared down at it. Somehow, despite what he'd just spent ten minutes doing, the thought of seeing the thing inside hadn't occurred to him. He dropped the knife to the bed and tentatively touched the arm. Nothing happened for a moment and his first thought was relief, that it really was dead.

He gently pulled on it, quickly realizing the thing had been partially in the birth canal. He had to pull the arm out and slowly pull the whole body back up into her belly. As he did so, he could see more of it. It's tiny hand, that was so much smaller than his palm. He lifted its shoulder up and out and then the head followed. The body was covered in Julia's blood, as was Iwan, but underneath that he could see the hair was blonde. Just like Julia's. The sight sent shock through him, and it broke through the haze he was under. With a new sense of urgency, he pulled the body the rest of the way out.

He held it up in front of him, holding it carefully. It fit neatly in both hands, arms and legs dangling lifelessly. That's what he'd wanted, he knew that. But the sight didn't bring him any satisfaction. Instead, all he felt was the crushing sorrow. It wasn't a thing. It was a baby. No horns, no hooves, no scales. Just a human baby. His baby. His anger vanished in that moment, and he let out a pitiful wail. That wail grew and filled the silence as he cradled the baby against his chest. He pressed it against his skin, his head tossed back. He finished his wail and immediately launched into another one. He closed his eyes, but it did nothing to stop the horrible images in his mind. Images of what he'd done.

Sudden movement against his chest broke through the whirlwind of feelings overwhelming him. He froze, worried he imagined it. But then he felt it again. The head in his hand, the face pressed against his skin, was moving. An uncertain smile stretched across his face, and he lowered the baby to look at it again. He watched, holding his breath, and then his smile grew into a grin when the baby turned its head slightly. He let out an incredulous laugh and lifted the baby again, this time up to his face. He held it up so that they were face to face. Studying the tiny, bloody face, he whispered, "You look just like your mother." A second later, those small eyes opened. And his surprised joy disappeared, replaced by horrifying fear.

"No," he whispered. Those eyes, those snake eyes, watched him hazily, blinking slowly as if just waking from a good nap. Iwan shook his head and moved the baby away from him. "No. No. No!" He screamed and raised it up, preparing to throw it.

But something stopped him. He had no idea what. Maybe he was just tired. Maybe a part of him did love the child. Maybe because despite its evil eyes, it was still a baby. Maybe it was because no matter what it really was, it was still a part of his beloved Julia. He didn't know and he didn't think about it. His mind had been through too much in a short time. His mind had been pushed past its limits and he just desperately wanted it all to stop. He slowly lowered the baby. It didn't make a sound, just continued watching him with those evil eyes. Iwan gently set it down on the bed beside Julia. He stroked its cheek with his finger and the baby slowly raised its hand towards him.

Ignoring the hand reaching for him, Iwan picked up the knife. Then, he laid down on the other side of Julia, away from the baby. He knew they'd be found eventually. He had no idea if the baby would still be alive by then. But he knew he wouldn't be. He'd be with his Julia, his miłość, and they’d be at peace together. He took her hand in his hand, his flesh warming hers slightly. He turned his head to look at her. And, staring at her without blinking, he thrust the knife into his neck. Pain erupted from the wound, but it was nothing compared to the pain of what he'd just witnessed and done. With the knife thrust in to the hilt, he jerked it across to the other side of his neck. Effectively, but crudely, cutting his throat. He yanked it out to ensure the blood could flow and there was no chance of saving him. And then he dropped the knife to the bed.

With his eyes locked on Julia, he slowly bled out. His hand slowly grew just as cold as hers and his blood soon mixed with hers on the bedding beneath them. His last coherent thought was that the storm had finally stopped. Then every other thought slipped away, and he slipped into blissful death.

The midwife found them about an hour after the storm ended. She’d gotten the call from Iwan when the storm first started but had quickly been trapped in her home by the storm. Julia’s pregnancy had been problem free and there was little worry that the birth would be the same. Besides that, first time mothers often had long labors, so she was sure she’d be able to get to them once the storm died down. Even though the storm was stronger and stranger than any storm they usually had, she was confident that it wouldn’t last more than a few hours, several at the most. She thought she had plenty of time to get to Julia before the labor progressed far enough for anything to happen. And if she didn’t make it in time, Julia was passed the safe point of 37 weeks, so the baby was likely to not need any extra medical attention. So, in her mind, either the storm would end, and she’d get there before the baby was born, or the baby would be born during the storm, but Iwan and Julia would be able to handle it because the chances of something going wrong were low.

These thoughts are also why she took a little extra time after the storm before she went to check on them. The phones were still down, so she couldn’t call them, but no one came rushing to her door for help, so her assumption was only strengthened. It wasn’t until after she’d settled her own family and checked over her home that she finally grabbed her medical bag and headed over to their house. It looked okay from the outside, there was no damage to the house. The lights were all off, though she didn’t know if that was due to lack of power or not. From the outside, nothing appeared worrying. Nothing appeared worrying, until she opened the door.

She'd found the door unlocked, which wasn’t unusual if they were waiting for her to arrive. But the house was quiet. She’d expected to hear voices, maybe moaning, or screaming from Julia, or if she’d missed the birth entirely, a crying baby. But she heard nothing. She almost turned to go back home, thinking it had been a false alarm and they were catching up on sleep after the storm. She didn’t want to disturb them if that were the case. But something told her to go check. So, she continued inside.

She made her way through the house, stepping around the broken glass from fallen picture frames and decorations and made her way to the bedroom. With each step, her need to check on them grew smaller and her worry grew larger. If it hadn’t been for the lack of damage to the house, she would’ve thought they’d been injured by the storm. But that wasn’t possible since the house was fine. She briefly thought that maybe there’d been an earthquake, that would account for all the fallen pictures and things in the house. But if it hadn’t been enough to knock over furniture so she doubted it would have been strong enough to cause harm. As her mind raced through possibilities and she got closer to the bedroom, her instincts started screaming at her. Something was wrong. Then that feeling intensified when the smell of blood hit her.

Her worry instantly turned into outright fear. Ignoring her instincts, she hurried through the rest of the house. She burst into the bedroom and stopped in place, staring with wide eyes at the bed. It took her a moment for her mind to comprehend what she was looking at. And then her scream rent the air. She dropped her bag and stumbled back through the house, stepping on all the glass she took care to avoid on her way in. She fell through the front door and to the ground, still screaming, and soon she was surrounded by concerned neighbors. She tried to answer their questions, but her frantic, frenzied words were too hard to understand. A few people rushed into the house, making the logical assumption that something had happened to Julia and Iwan. But they, too, rushed back out just like she had. One person immediately vomited where they stood, while the other two were crying.

One of the three was able to get the words out. "Julia and Iwan are dead, they were murdered." His words fueled the crowd's frenzy and suddenly everyone was shouting. More people wanted to rush in, but the more reasonable ones were able to hold them back. Voices and shouts overlapped each other as the crowd quickly grew in size with more concerned neighbors and villagers joining the fray. But in the chaos, no one noticed the figure watching them all silently before it snuck around to the back of the house.

Marvin Werner, local bartender and owner of said bar, had an idea of what had happened and he knew what needed to be done. Breaking in through the back door was easy and the noise from the crowd easily drowned out the noise of the window breaking. Not only did that let him open the door, but it would also give evidence to the theory that it was just a random murder. It would help things calm down if there was a somewhat simple explanation. And that in turn would make things easier for him.

He silently made his way through the house, avoiding touching everything. He wanted no trace of himself left behind. His focus was solely on the dead family in the master bedroom. He found them easily, even though he'd never been inside their house, by simply following the smell of blood. The door was still open from where the midwife had entered so he was able to just enter the room. Calm in the face of the carnage, he cautiously approached the bed. The adults were clearly dead, but they weren’t why he was there. He knew them as members of the village, but not personally. Julia and Iwan. They were good people and a happy couple. They'd wanted a child for years. He'd heard all about it in the bar after they announced her pregnancy. Everyone had been looking forward to this baby. He let out a regretful sigh. Things could have gone so differently if they'd been able to get the right help. But the odds were stacked against them from the conception.

He turned his attention from them to the baby, laying silent at her side. The baby, a boy, lay as if dead, just like them. But Marvin knew better. He moved around to the side of the bed, eyes locked on the still, tiny body. He leaned over it to get a closer look. Underneath all the blood was a normal-looking infant, with smooth skin and fine, blond hair. The umbilical cord was still attached, but he wasn't surprised by that. Marvin highly doubted the baby had been delivered with the intent of it surviving. He had just raised his gaze to the baby's face again when its eyes suddenly opened.

Marvin didn't react to the baby's snake eyes. It didn’t shock him. It wasn’t even on the list of the strangest things he’d ever seen. He gave it a sad smile, then whispered, "You caused quite a storm, little one. Figuratively and literally." The baby just continued staring up at him. Marvin raised his hand and carefully stroked the boy's cheek, fingers gently scraping off some of the dried blood. "I don't think this is a good place for you. But I know a place where you'll be safe and loved. Do you want to go there?"

There was still no visible or audible response, but Marvin got the answer loud and clear. He nodded approvingly. "Good lad. Let's get going then, before the lot outside get their heads on straight and figure out what they should be doing." He could already hear the noise from the crowd dying down as a few prominent, commanding voices took over. They were running out of time.

Marvin leaned over and plucked the bloody knife up from where Iwan had dropped it. With it covered in blood, it was already so messy that his handling it didn’t make a difference. He cut the cord with one quick, efficient action, then set the knife back in place. He didn’t know how much the midwife and others had seen when they’d entered the room but leaving it as they’d seen it was important. The disappearance of the baby would raise enough questions on its own, there was no need for any added suspicions. He carefully picked the baby up and cradled it against his chest in one arm. With him secured in his arm, he quickly searched the room. He found what he was looking for, a soft towel probably placed there for the birth. Still holding the baby against his body, he awkwardly wrapped him in it. It wasn't a good swaddle, but it would do. Just as he resettled the boy in his arms, he heard people entering the house.

"Time's up, little one. I need you to keep being quiet a little longer, alright? Good lad." He couldn't go back through the house now. He could hear people creeping down the hallway towards the bedroom already. So, he quietly opened up a window and slipped outside, surprisingly agile for a man who looked as old as he did. He tucked the baby closer against him, hiding the tiny face in his soft green shirt, and slipped away from the house.

With the village focused either on the dead couple or the aftermath of the storm, it was too easy for him to sneak through alleys and between buildings as he headed for the forest. As he did so, he could hear word spreading of what happened to Julia and Iwan. He sighed internally, his mind already making plans for all the damage control he’d have to do when he returned. But that was an issue for the future. His focus right then was getting the child out of the village to somewhere safe.

Once they made it to the outer edge of the village, right on the unspoken line where the village and the forest met, he checked the baby. He still hadn't moved or made a sound, not once as he was carried. He just continued to stare up at Marvin, only breaking the eerie sight to give him a slow blink. Lowering his head slightly, he whispered, "Alright, little one. We're going to move fast now. Hold on." The boy finally moved then, gripping the edge of the towel with his tiny hand. Marvin nodded and smiled down at him, then raised his head. He repositioned the boy, again making sure he was secure in his arms, before he suddenly leapt into the trees and disappeared into the forest.

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knuckles spin-off series cast

Vector the Crocodile - Bruce Campbell, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Micheal B. Jordan, Seth rogen

Espio the Chameleon - Daisuke Tsuji, l.j. benet

Charmy Bee - Colleen o'Shaughnessey, Jacob Tremblay

Mighty The Armadillo - Micheal Mando, Micheal B. Jordan, Brady noon

Ray The flying squirrel - Tara Strong, Hudson Meek

Fang The Sniper - John Patrick Lowrie, Hugh Jackman, Karl Urban,

Bean The Dynamite - Aziz Ansari, Steven Ogg

Chief Pachacamac - Danny Trejo Sofía

Tikal the Echidna - Díana Bermudez, Ana de la Reguera, Selene Luna, Sofía Espinosa, Isabela Merced, Salma Hayek, Nisa Gunduz

E-102 Gamma - Corey Burton

Wendy Witchcart - Mia Goth, Shohreh Aghdashloo, Harriet Samson Harris

Battle Kukku XV - Nolan North

Speedy XVI - Maria Bakalova

Dr. Fukurokov - Mark Ivanar

Breezie The Hedgehog - Regina King, Janelle Monáe, Jena Malone, Pollyanna McIntosh

Vanilla The Rabbit - Maggie Robertson

Amy Rose - Kimiko Glenn, Anna kendrick

Big The Cat - Dave Fennoy, Patrick Warburton, Micheal B Jordan, Kevin Chamberlin

Cream the Rabbit - Melissa Hutchison, sabrina glow

Sticks the Badger - Margot Robbie, Paola Lázaro

Gerald Kintobor - Ron Perlman

Maria Kintobor - Mkeena Grace

Commander Abraham Tower - Frank Anthony Grillo

Subject Shadow The Hedgehog (Terios Kintobor) - (Paramount stated they want an A-list celebrity to voice Shadow) Keanu Reeves, Robert Pattinson, Pedro Pascal, Oscar Isaac, Micheal B Jordan

Rouge The Bat - Chloé Hollings, Marion Cotillard, Mélanie Laurent, Camille Cottin, Jordana Lajoie, Scarlett johansson

Tom Wachowski’s father - Bob Odinkirk, Dustin Hoffman, Bill Murray, Micheal Keaton, Kurt Russell, John Goodman

Metal Sonic - Ben Schwartz(robotic filter)

E-123 Omega - Micheal B Jordan, Terry Crews, Jon Bernthal

Hazard The Bio-Lizard (Marzanna Kintobor) - Ivana Miličević

Void TrapDark - Jude Law, Dane DeHaan, Gerald Way, Scott Williams, Freddie Highmore,

Lumina Flowlight - Tabitha St. Germain

Blaze’s Mother - Janina Gavankar, Sakina Jaffrey

Blaze The Cat (Indian/British accent) - Priyanka Chopra, Devika Bhise, Varada Sethu, Simone Ashley, Ulka Simone Mohanty, Natasha Chandel

Marine the Raccoon - Sia, Katie Bergin, Bella Heathcote, Isla Lang Fisher, Rylee Alazraqui, Kendal Rae

Blaze’s Rival: Frost The Axotol(example)- Michelle Yeoh, Fala Chen, Antony Starr

Jet’s Father - Matt Ryan, Iwan Rheon

Jet The Hawk - Tony Hawk, Aaron Paul, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Dante Basco, Ken Jeong, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Jimmy O. Yang

Wave The Swallow - Sarah Margaret Qualley

Storm the Albatross (pacific, Oceania) - Dave Batista, Taylor Wily

Emerl The Gizoid - Augus Imrie, Kendal Rae,

Clutch The Possum - Micheal Rooker, Benjamin Byron Davis, Robert Allen Wiethoff

Tangle The Lemur - Lauren Keke Palmer, Brenda Song

Whisper The Wolf - Stefanie Joosten, Ana de Armas

Mimic The Octopus - Richard Colin Brake

Doctor Starline - Troy Baker, Hugh Grant,

Starline’s Love interest and partner -

Rough and Tumble the Skunks - Will Ferrell and John C. Reily, Jordan Peele and Keegan-Michael Key

Surge The Tenrec - Rachel Bloom, AJ Michalka

Kitsunami The Fennec Fox - Michael Cera, Kyle McCarley

Zavok - Christopher Judge, John Cena, Jon Bernthal

Master Zik - Frank Oz, Randall Duk Kim, Dustin Hoffman

Zeena -Mindy Kaling

Zor - Jaeden Martell, Dane DeHaan, Gerald Way

Zazz - Danny Brown,

Zomom - T.J. Miller

Black Doom -

,Keith David https://youtu.be/9LmOwEfPHUo

, Jackie Earle Haley - https://youtu.be/sF8zxctevXc

, Jon Bernthal - https://youtu.be/sDp4AuNen0Y

, Sean Schemmel -

, Ray Porter - https://youtu.be/aR8p4DIpxxE

,Karl Urban - https://youtu.be/ccF3uvpJ96I

Eclipse The Darkling - Norman Reedus

Callisto The Darkling - Carrie-Anne Moss

Dark Oak - Jeremy Irons

Black Narcissus - Angelina Jolie

Pala Bayleaf - John Leguizamo

Yellow Zelkova - Terry Crews

Red Pine - Pat Casey or Josh Miller

Cosmo The Seedrian - Carol Anne Day, Liliana Mumy

Lyric The Ancient(Owl like Longclaw) - Jackie Earle Haley

Johnny Lightfoot - Taron Egerton

Tekno The Canary - Paula Burrows

Porker Lewis - John Boyega, Daniel Radcliffe

Shorty “Shortfuse” The Cybernik - Cillian Murphy, Barry Sloane

Ebony The Cat - Gratiela Brancusi

Sonia The Hedgehog - Kiernan Shipka, Evan Rachel Wood, Isabella Merced, Jena Malone

Manic The Hedgehog - Joe Keery

Sally Acorn - Zendaya Maree Stoermer Coleman

Antoine D’Coolette - Tomer Capone, Bradley Cooper(hes fluent in French)

Bunnie Rabbot - Alex McKenna

Rotor The “Boomer” Walrus - John Cena

Nicole The Holo-Lynx - Ashly Burch

Lupe The Wolf - Amber Midthunder

Dulcy The Dragon - America Ferrera

Chip - Tom Holland, Freddie Highmore

Professor Dillion Pickle - Ian McKellen

Imperator Ix - Gary Oldman

Shade The Echidna - Lady Gaga

Infinite The Jackal - Kit Harington, Jon Bernthal

Silver The Hedgehog - Steven Yeun

Gold The Tenrec - Simone Ashley

Professor Von Schlemmer - Matthias Schweighöfer

Dr. Negan Robotnik a.k.a Eggman Neo - J.K. Simmons, Jeffery Dean Morgan, Giancarlo Esposito, Bryan Cranston, Pedro Pascal

Dr. Grimer Wormtongue - Ian McShane, Jackie Earle Haley

Chris thorndyke - Graham Verchere

Frost the hobidon - Dakota lotus

Juliet suter - Sydney Scotia

Antia/tania - Cassie glow

Perci - Stephanie lemelin

Preteen bokkun - Brett Gray

Park ranger - Patrick Warburton

Ashe - peyton r. perrine iii

Burst wisp - cherami Leigh

Uncle Charles - David Lengel

Bernadette - Melanie Zanetti

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Gifs of Actors A-J

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A

Alice Braga

Alinne Moraes

Allison Scagliotti

Álvaro Morte

Amita Suman

Andreas Pietschmann

Anya Chalotra

Aya Asahina

Ayaka Konno

Ayame Misaki

B

Bianca Comparato

Boyd Holbrook

Burn Gorman

C

Camila Mendes

Candice Accola King

Clemens Schick

Cote de Pablo

Courteney Cox

D

Daniel Brühl

Daniel Gillies

Daniel Kaluuya

David Duchovny

David Tennant

Dominic Cooper

E

Elyas M'Barek

Emilia Jones

Emma Appleton

Emma Mackay

Emmy Raver-Lampman

Eve Myles

Ewan McGregor

F

Florence Kasumba

Freema Agyeman

G

Gugu Mbatha-Raw

H

Hannah John-Kamen

Harold Perrineau

Hayley Law

I

Ian Somerhalder

Ícaro Silva

Idris Elba

Ilkka Villi

Iwan Rheon

J

Jade Tailor

Jella Haase

Jenna Ortega

Jessica Parker Kennedy

Jessie Mei Li

Jodelle Ferland

Joey Batey

John Boyega

John Simm

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3 ships: oh my god, right now I'm having the strongest brainworm I've ever had with ganlink (got me literally drawing a comic) and when I figure out a way I need so badly to include Zelda there, no one judge I need a polycule. I am also dying for nandermo but if I think too much of the wait till next season I'll die.

1st ever ship: literally the reason I was brought to tumblr age 12 or so, bubbline (the bubblegum princess and vampire girl from adventure time)

Last song: Bad Romance bardcore cover https://youtu.be/i2zpbcW-h-c it's literally amazing. (Also the Toxic bardcore version makes me think of a medieval club in hyrule and our guys thottin it up)

Last movie: one of these unbearable 60s films about cowboys and stuff. They're so bad in many ways but my grandpa loved them, so yesterday found it on TV and I got nostalgic haha.

Currently reading: rereading Huaco Retrato by Gabriela Wiener (sadly no English translation yet guys) and rIGHT NOW reading ganlink fic "A kingdom of burning sand" by degradedpsychotic. It's so good I'm dying.

Currently watching: nothing. I'm so bad at watching, Iwan can vouch for me. Had to meet them irl and be physically forced to watch wwdits which I now love

Currently consuming: had croquetas for dinner :)

Currently craving: Turkish delight. I'm making a horrible pun, I can imagine the tremendous eye roll I'm getting if he had tumblr

There's no way I'm tagging 9 people omg. @panna-acida to return the favour 😈, @gay-and-bitter just to ping you 😈😈 and @ru-star 😈😈😈. Not mandatory of course!!!

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Saat Berteduh: Wanita Tua yang Menikmati Sentuhan Pemuda Asing

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Belum lama duduk datanglah seorang pemuda tanggung yang juga akan berteduh. Setelah menyandarkan Tiger yang dipakainya, pemuda itu cepat-cepat masuk ke bangunan yang belum jadi tersebut.

Bu Misye pertama agak khawatir dengan pemuda tersebut namun akhirnya kekhawatirannya hilang karena melihat penampilannya juga keramahannya. Bu Misye melempar senyum dibalas dengan senyum oleh pemuda tersebut.

Pemuda tanggung tersebut berkulit putih bersih dan wajah yang diakui oleh Bu Misye memang tampan. Pemuda tersebut duduk di kursi panjang agak berjauhan letaknya dengan Bu Misye.

“Cuma sendirian Bu?” pemuda tersebut memulai pembicaraan.

“Iya Dik” Bu Misye menjawab.

“Adik dari mana?” lanjutnya.

“Dari rumah teman, sedang Ibu sendiri dari mana?” pemuda itu menyambung.

“Dari tempat kerja Dik” Bu Misye menjawab.

“Koq sampai sore Ibu, memang tidak dijemput oleh suami atau putra Ibu?” pemuda tersebut kembali bertanya.

“Ndak Dik.. walau udah tua Ibu berusaha sendiri lagian anak-anak Ibu udah berkeluarga semua” Bu Misye menyahut.

“Eh Adik masih kuliah kelihatannya, nama Adik siapa biar enak kalau manggilnya” lanjut Bu Misye, walau dalam hatinya dia agak bingung kenapa harus bertanya namanya.

“Iwan Ibu, masih kuliah semester pertama, nama Ibu?” jawab pemuda tersebut.

“Misye” jawab Bu Misye.

“Ibu umurnya berapa koq ngakunya sudah tua?” Iwan bertanya.

“Udah hampir limapuluh Dik Iwan” jawab Bu Misye.

“Koq masih keliatan lebih muda dari usia Bu Misye lho?” lanjut Iwan.

Pembicaraan terhenti sebentar. Baju yang dipakai oleh Bu Misye yang basah secara jelas mencetak buah d*d*nya yang sekal terbungkus oleh B* hitam yang keliatan sangat menantang di usianya.

Rambutnya yang teruarai lurus sebahu tampak basah juga. Kulitnya yang putih tampak titik air yang masih membasahinya. Iwan terus memandangi tubuh yang Bu Misye.

“Tubuh Ibu masih bagus lho, Bu Misye tentu sangat bisa merawat tubuh” tiba-tiba Iwan memecah kesunyian.

Bu Misye agak kaget dengan pertanyaan Iwan. Dia agak tersinggung dengan pertannyan itu apalagi mata Iwan yang tidak lepas dari d*d*nya. Anak ini ternyata agak kurang ajar.

Belum lagi keterkejutannya hilang, Iwan berkata lagi, “Tentu suami Ibu sendiri sangat sengan dengan istri yang secantik dan semolek Bu Misye” Iwan berkata sambil meremas-remas kem*luannya yang masih dibungkus celananya.

Melihat situasi yang kurang baik itu, Bu Misye tidak menjawab, dia langsung berdiri menuju ke motornya walaupun hujan tampaknya semakin menjadi-jadi. Namun tangan Iwan lebih dulu menyahut tangan Bu Misye. Bu Misye semakin marah.

“Kau mau apa haa?” hardiknya.

“Hujan masih lebat, sedang kita cuma berdua.. saya menginginkan Ibu” sahut Iwan dengan santainya sambil merangkul Bu Misye dari belakang.

“Menginginkan apa?” Bu Misye agak berteriak sambil berusaha melepaskan pelukan Iwan.

“Menginginkan tubuh Ibu..” Iwan berkata sambil tangannya beraksi mengger*yangi tubuh Bu Misye dari belakang.

“Jangan Dik Iwan.. apa kamu nggak merasa umurku.. sebaya dengan ibumu” Bu Misye berusaha untuk mengingatkan.

“Justru itu saya suka” Iwan menyahut.

Tangan kirinya merangkul Bu Misye dari belakang, tangan kananya berusaha menyingkap rok yang dipakai Bu Misye setelah tersingkap ke atas Iwan mengeluarkan pen*snya yang sudah keras berdiri.

Tak ketinggalan C* yang dipakai oleh Bu Misye dipelorotkan ke bawah.

Tangan Iwan mer*ba-r*ba m*m*k Bu Misye yang ditumbuhi oleh j*mb*t yang rimbun. Jarinya berusaha masuk ke l*bang kenikmatan Bu Misye.

“Dik Iwan.. To.. long.. hentika.. ka.. ka.. ka.. mu nggak se.. harusnya mela.. kuka.. ini.. Dik Iwan Iwan..” Bu Misye berusaha mengingatkan lagi dengan terbata-bata.

“Ah.. Jangan.. Dik Iwan.. Ibu.. sudah tua.. ingat..” tambahnya lagi.

Iwan tidak menggubris kata-kata Bu Misye jarinya sudah masuk ke v*gina Bu Misye dan bermain-main di dalamnya. Kemudian Iwan berusaha membalikkan tubuh Bu Misye, setelah itu dengan kasar Iwan mendorong tubuh molek itu sehingga jatuh terjerebab ke tanah.

Dengan posisi duduk mengk*ngk*ng Bu Misye berusaha bangkit lagi dari duduknya. P*hanya yang mulus tersingkap sampai ke pangkalnya. Pakaian bagian atas acak-acakkan tampak sebagian k*tang warna hitam yang seolah tak mampu menahan volume b*ah d*d* indah Bu Misye.

Belum sempat berdiri Iwan berkata sambil melepaskan celana dan bajunya, “Bu Misye, anda berteriakpun tak akan ada orang yang mendengar.. tempat ini agak jauh dari rumah penduduk sebaiknya Bu Misye tidak usah macam-macam”

“Aku tak kan sudi melayani kamu.. anak muda” Bu Misye setengah berteriak.

“Sudah jangan banyak bicara lepaskan pakaianmu.. cepat.. daripada aku menyakiti Ibu” sahut Iwan sambil melepaskan cel*na d*lamnya, tampak b*tang k*nt*lnya yang sudah meng*cung keras.

Airmata Bu Misye mulai berlinang. Dia merasa sangat ketakutan dan galau hatinya. Dia merasa tak berharga dihadapan anak muda yang pantas menjadi anaknya. Dia juga merasa menyesal berteduh di tempat itu, dia merasa juga menyesali pakaian kerja yang sering ia kenakan.

Rok yang terlalu tinggi dan baju yang transparan yang memperlihatkan B*nya yang seakan tidak muat menahan b*ah d*d*nya, sehingga membuat para lelaki yang menatapnya seolah menelanj*nginya.

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Sejarah perkembangan usaha developer dimulai dari pengembangan perumahan di daerah kampus seperti kampus ITN, UIN dan Unibraw di daerah Sigura-gura. Setelah unit rumah sold out, maka pengembangan diarahkan ke daerah yang berkembang yaitu wilayah Pakis, dimana adalah wilayah primadona untuk daerah kabupaten Malang, karena lokasi sangat strategis yaitu dekat bandara Abdul Rachman Saleh Malang dan dekat dengan interchange tol Malang - Pandaan.

Di dalam menyediakan fasilitas Kredit Kepemilikan Rumah (KPR) , PT Graha Intan Kreatif selaku pengembang Permata Royal Garden telah menjalin kerja sama dengan beberapa bank baik bank pemerintah maupun bank swasta.

Dalam menjalankan bisnis property telah dibuatkan akta Pendirian PT dengan Akta No. 147 tertanggal 19 Februari 2010 dihadapkan Notaris Paulus Bingadiputra.

Visi & Misi Permata Royal

VISI Menjadi developer perumahan yang terdepan dalam memberikan tata lingkungan yang prima serta berkomitmen terhadap kualitas produk demi kepuasan konsumen.

MISI Tujuan utama kami adalah menjadi developer properti yang menyediakan produk-produknya dengan kualitas terbaik, ketepatan waktu dan biaya yang efektif.

Legalitas Usaha Developer

Data Lengkap Developer Nama Perusahaan : PT. GRAHA INTAN KREATIF Bidang Usaha : Pengembang / Developer Alamat Kantor : Jl. Raya Ampeldento 1087 Malang Telepon : 0341 794181 Akte Pendirian : 147 Akta Perubahan Anggaran Dasar NPWP : 02.666.379.9-657.001 TDP : 13.11.1.52.00468 SIUP : 503/506/419.43/2010 Keanggotaan APERSI : 027/IN/DPD-04/III/2012 Keterangan Domisili : 96/421.629.014/11/2012

INFO LENGKAP G-Maps : https://maps.app.goo.gl/aL9ai53cAaUkMpbu7 Permata Royal Garden Jl. Raya Ampeldento No. 1087, Boko, Bunut Wetan, Kec. Pakis, Kabupaten Malang, Jawa Timur 65154

Tiktok : https://www.tiktok.com/@permataroyalmalang/

Instagram https://www.instagram.com/permataroyalofficial/

Website : https://permataroyal.com/

Marketing : ASEP, 0813-3411-2000, sobfiantara70@gmail.com PURNOMO, 0812-5930-7769, achmadpurnomo94@gmail.com IWAN, 0822-4490-6385, rudi37setiawan@gmail.com SULIST, 0878-5663-2626, lispermata7586@gmail.com YANTI, 0813-3318-5634, yanti_trs@yahoo.co.id

PT Graha Intan Kreatif Marketing Office Permata Royal Garden Jl. Raya Ampeldento 1087 – Kav. A1 MALANG, Jawa Timur, 65154 (0341) 79 66 33

Marketing Office Permata Royal Manisa Jl. Manisa, Perumahan Permata Royal Manisa Blok A3 MALANG, Jawa Timur, 65135 (0341) 750 77 55

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Art, Graha

00:00 Lihat Saja Nanti (Ricky Johannes) - Sophia Latjuba 03:56 Semua Telah Berlalu (Iwan Noor Said/Roedyanto) - Sophia Latjuba 08:00 Percuma Saja (Lully Widharmadi/Angkie BP) - Sophie Latjuba 11:33 Pesta Kota (Lully Widharmadi) - Sophie Latjuba 15:46 Dua Hati (Edwin SR/Adelansyah) - Sophie Latjuba 20:54 Terlena (Edwin SR/Adelansyah) - Sophie Latjuba 25:17 Akhirnya (Cendi C. Luntungan) - Sophia Latjuba 30:17 Keterbatasan (Angkie BP) - Sophie Latjuba 34:14 Akui Saja (Doedyanto/Edwin SR/Adelansyah) - Sophie Latjuba 38:18 Ku Coba (Roedyanto/Agung/Edwin SR/Mitry) - Sophie Latjuba

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CS 0817-323-882, Tak Sedikit Orang Yang Mengincar Perumahan Mewah Nan Eksklusif di PRG Pakis Malang

MURAH dan STARTEGIS Call 0817-323-882, Investasi Rumah Indah Dekat Teras BRI Pakis Jalan Raya Pakis Malang, dan Investasi Rumah Bagus Dekat Kantor Hukum Sugeng Riyanto SH and Partner PERADI Jl Jembawan VII No 3F RW 10 Malang, serta Investasi Tanah Atau Saham Atau Rumah Dekat Kantor Perwakilan C Pro PT Cipta Indo Buana Jl Raya Pakis Jajar No No 71 Malang,

Permata Royal Garden

Sejarah perkembangan usaha developer dimulai dari pengembangan perumahan di daerah kampus seperti kampus ITN, UIN dan Unibraw di daerah Sigura-gura. Setelah unit rumah sold out, maka pengembangan diarahkan ke daerah yang berkembang yaitu wilayah Pakis, dimana adalah wilayah primadona untuk daerah kabupaten Malang, karena lokasi sangat strategis yaitu dekat bandara Abdul Rachman Saleh Malang dan dekat dengan interchange tol Malang - Pandaan.

Di dalam menyediakan fasilitas Kredit Kepemilikan Rumah (KPR) , PT Graha Intan Kreatif selaku pengembang Permata Royal Garden telah menjalin kerja sama dengan beberapa bank baik bank pemerintah maupun bank swasta.

Dalam menjalankan bisnis property telah dibuatkan akta Pendirian PT dengan Akta No. 147 tertanggal 19 Februari 2010 dihadapkan Notaris Paulus Bingadiputra.

Visi & Misi

Permata Royal

VISI

Menjadi developer perumahan yang terdepan dalam memberikan tata lingkungan yang prima serta berkomitmen terhadap kualitas produk demi kepuasan konsumen.

MISI

Tujuan utama kami adalah menjadi developer properti yang menyediakan produk-produknya dengan kualitas terbaik, ketepatan waktu dan biaya yang efektif.

Legalitas Usaha

Developer

Data Lengkap Developer

Nama Perusahaan : PT. GRAHA INTAN KREATIF

Bidang Usaha : Pengembang / Developer

Alamat Kantor : Jl. Raya Ampeldento 1087 Malang

Telepon : 0341 794181

Akte Pendirian : 147

Akta Perubahan Anggaran Dasar

NPWP : 02.666.379.9-657.001

TDP : 13.11.1.52.00468

SIUP : 503/506/419.43/2010

Keanggotaan APERSI : 027/IN/DPD-04/III/2012

Keterangan Domisili : 96/421.629.014/11/2012

INFO LENGKAP

G-Maps : https://maps.app.goo.gl/aL9ai53cAaUkMpbu7

Permata Royal Garden

Jl. Raya Ampeldento No. 1087,

Boko, Bunut Wetan,

Kec. Pakis,

Kabupaten Malang,

Jawa Timur 65154

Tiktok : https://www.tiktok.com/@@permanecer

Instagram https://www.instagram.com/permataroyalofficial/

Website : https://permataroyal.com/

Marketing :

ASEP, 0813-3411-2000, sobfiantara70@gmail.com

PURNOMO, 0812-5930-7769, achmadpurnomo94@gmail.com

IWAN, 0822-4490-6385, rudi37setiawan@gmail.com

SULIST, 0878-5663-2626, lispermata7586@gmail.com

YANTI, 0813-3318-5634, yanti_trs@yahoo.co.id

PT Graha Intan Kreatif

Marketing Office

Permata Royal Garden

Jl. Raya Ampeldento 1087 � Kav. A1

MALANG,

Jawa Timur, 65154

(0341) 79 66 33

Marketing Office

Permata Royal Manisa

Jl. Manisa,

Perumahan Permata Royal Manisa Blok A3

MALANG,

Jawa Timur, 65135

(0341) 750 77 55

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