#lacie barone

[marilynslove]

summer days - TSITP characters

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ · . what your insta feed would look like during summer !!

౨ৎ pairings : cam cameron x reader, conrad fisher x belly conklin, steven conkiln x taylor jewel

౨ৎ warnings : none

- p.s madison beer as yn insert :')

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ynlnn

with my girlfriend @tay-jewell june 18th, 2024 -> liked by cameronse and 113 others

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tay-jewell had funnnnn,, love ya reply see translation

bellyconklinnn wth guyss where was my invite ?? ------ view replies (2)

| ynlnn @bellyconklinnn u were with conradd,, nxt timeee i promise

conradfisher2401 @ynlnn . leave me out of this fr

susannah-fisher gorgeous girls❤️❤️ ------ view replies (1)

| ynlnn @susannahfisherr awh thank you susannah :'))

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bellyconklinnn

summer family !! (yn was behind cam) june 20th, 2024 -> liked by ynlnn and 108 others

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conradfisher2401 pretty girl ------ view replies (4) | bellyconklinnn @conradfisher2401 :)) <33

ynlnn @bellyconklinnn yall make me sick . u guys are so cute

stevencocklin @bellyconklinnn hell nah pack it up

ynlnn @stevencocklin LMFAOO

tay_jewell cuteeee ------ view replies (2)

| bellyconklinnn @tay-jewell ur cuter

tay-jewell @bellyconklinnn ur cutest

ynlnn best cam girl aroundd ------ view replies (4) |

cameronse @ynlnn whqt !

bellyconklinnn @ynlnn WHHAAATT

jeree-fisherrr @ynlnn PAUSE ?

ynlnn @cameronse u guys play too muchh smhh

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jeree-fisherrr

couldn't hear u over the sound of the waves june 22nd, 2024 -> liked by cameronse and 213 others

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ynlnn don't let him fool yall,, he is 100% passenger princess ------ view replies (4)

| jeree-fisherr @ynlnn n what about it

tay-jewell @ynlnn gagged

ynlnn @tay-jewell i'll gag you

ynlnn @tay-jewell no homo

laciebarone13 pretty eyess reply see translation

cameronse still going to the pier later ?? ------ view replies (1)

| jeree-fisherr @cameronse yuppersss

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ynlnn

matching tats with my girls june 30th, 2024 -> liked by tay-jewell and 193 others

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tay-jewell WE ATE SO HARD ------ view replies (2)

| ynlnn @tay-jewell NO REGRETSS

bellyconklinnn @ynlnn YESSS

stevencocklin ?? @bellyconklinnn ------ view replies (4)

| bellyconklinnn @stevencocklin don't tell mom plzz

stevencocklin @bellyconklinnn i'll try . 's bad enough punishment that it's wack ash lmfaooo

bellyconklinnn @stevencocklin bro your girl has the same exact thing on her hand

stevencocklin @bellyconklinnn yeah but it actually looks good on her

stevencocklin is that even legal ------ view replies (1)

| tay-jewell @stevencocklin dw about itt

conradfisher2401 nice reply see translation

jeree-fisherrr dude we have to get matching ones next ------ view replies (1)

| ynlnn @jeree-fisherrr hell yeah mann

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cameronse

caption july 1st, 2024 -> liked by ynlnn and 98 others

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ynlnn the curls oml ------ view replies (4)

| stevencocklin @ynlnn the glaze is craazyy

jeree-fisherrr @stevencocklin not glaze if it's true

ynlnn @jeree-fisherrr THANK YOU .

stevencocklin @jeree-fisherrr who's side r u on bro

ynlnn GIVE ME ONE CHANCE ------ view replies (1)

| cameronse @ynlnn :) love u

ynlnn @cameronse love u tooo

ynlnn jeremiah serving redneck three days early ------ view replies (2)

| bellyconklinnn @ynlnn LOLLL RIGHT

jeree-fisherrr @ynlnn the last time i defend u

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tay-jewell

lets go to the beach, beachh july 3rd, 2024 -> liked by stevencocklin and 158 others

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stevencocklin LET'S GET AWAYY ------ view replies (3)

| tay-jewell @stevencocklin THEY SAY WHAT THEY GONNA SAY

stevencocklin @tay-jewell idk the rest of the words

tay-jewell @stevencocklin me neither

ynlnn HYPPEDDDD ------ view replies (1)

| tay-jewell @ynlnn YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES

jeree-fisherrr so yall not gonna invite the whole gang or ------ view replies (5)

| conradfisher2401 @jeree-fisherrr type shit

cameronse @jeree-fisherrr right

bellyconklinnn @jeree-fisherrr @conradfisher2401 @cameronse girls only !!

conradfisher2401 @bellyconklinnn sooo faaakeeee

bellyconklinnn @conradfisher2401 next time i promisee

bellyconklinnn @tay-jewell @ynlnn sea shell collecting ?? ------ view replies (2)

| ynlnn @bellyconklinnn u know me so welll,, mwahh

tay-jewell @bellyconklinnn YES .

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.. part two? maybee?

[wh0-is-lily]

Rock n' Roll Groupie Lacy in San Francisco, CA, 1968 Photographed by Baron Wolman in his Belvedere St. Studio

[beansprean]

These memes were made for them.

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1. Waist up of Nadja and Nandor from season 1 episode 6 "baron's night out" standing together on a dark nighttime background, clearly intoxicated. Nandor is grinning at the viewer, eyes unfocused and flushed purple down to the chest, holding up a traffic cone with one hand. His shirts have been unbuttoned to the belt and opened up to bare his chest, cravat tossed back over his shoulder and fur vest hanging off his elbows. Nadja has a New Jersey Devils cap sideways on her head and is flushed teal, blood dried messily at the corner of her mouth. She smirks at the viewer, one hand reaching up to squeeze at Nandor's exposed right pec.

2a. Full body of Nadja leaning back against a corner of the bartop at her nightclub, wearing a lacy deep red Victorian dress and bustle and black platform boots. She has both elbows braced on the bar and is smiling flirtily down at Laszlo, who stands about half a foot shorter than her as he leans in with one arm braced against the bar to cage her in. He aims a flirty smile up at her, and one of her hands flips over to scratch her nails against his waistcoat. 2b. Full body of Nandor and Laszlo in what looks like a wine cellar, long shelves of bottles filled with red liquid stacked tall against one wall. Nandor is crouched down on the floor, hands and forehead pressed to the ground as Laszlo stands upright on his back, inspecting one of the bottles he pulled off the shelf he couldn't previously reach.

3. Full body of Guillermo and Nandor against a chain link fence. Back to the viewer, Guillermo has Nandor pressed against the fence, holding him up with his hands tucked under both of Nandor's knees to press himself between them to kiss him. Nandor kisses back greedily, holding both his hands above his head to tangle his fingers in the fence. /end ID

[peggyao3]

Pt. 26 - Seduction

A/N: *overwhelmed Feyd-Rautha noises* 🤭 also me looking at myself when I for once don't have to include the dub-con tag 🤨 u good, girly?

TAGS: she/her AFAB FMC, lingerie, could it be a pinch of angst?

WORD COUNT: 525

"What's all this frippery for?" Feyd-Rautha glowers at his bride who lounges on their marital bed, her breath quick and her pupils shrunken, like she fears her new husband might kill her like he had killed in the arena at noon —  to christen their marriage in blood.

"It's supposed to entice and seduce my husband," she explains timidly and her voice shrivels into insecure silence. Her handmaids had assured her she looked beautiful in it, and she had felt beautiful too. "You don't like it?"

"I didn't say that."

Feyd-Rautha, still in his midnight black wedding suit, every edge a sharp contrast to the soft and pompous gown she had worn, kneels on the bed, his movements cautious and deliberate so as not to spook his wife.

The cream-colored assortment of lace and ruffles hugs her breasts and hips. Her waist is cinched in a ribboned corsage, her hips circled by a belt of lace, connected to her sheer stockings by delicate straps. The whole woman looks almost too delicate for Feyd-Rautha's hands and he feels that she suppresses a shudder when he runs his fingers up her calf and thigh. Her flesh slightly bulges at the hem of the stocking and he awkwardly tugs on the little strap that runs down from her hip.

Is he supposed to just rip it off?

Already, she can sense with increasing unease that her husband is growing dangerously frustrated with being unable to figure out how to unfasten the unfamiliar garments that were supposed to entice him for their union.

Wordlessly, he lets go of the strap and moves onto the corsage, his brows knitted. She even helpfully arches her spine for him as his pale hands trail around her waist, searching for where to loosen the ribbons. It wouldn't surprise him if his wife's overly complicated undergarments were a ploy to humiliate him in his own bedroom.

A quiet huff is the only warning she gets before the na-Baron unsheathes his blade and holds it threateningly over her belly.

"Wait, wait, wait," she squeaks, scooting backwards to the headboard, fingers flying to each side of her hips. "The g-good thing is you don't have to take it all off. There." She releases the tiny straps that keep her lacy underpants secured and slides them off, leaving her center bare and accessible while stockings, garters and corsage still adorn her body.

Nervously, she ogles the blade until Feyd-Rautha deposits it on the nightstand with deliberate slowness. Antsy doll, his bride. His dark eyes take in the sight of her pretty cunt which somehow looks all the prettier with all the useless frippery that frames it.

Perhaps not a ploy after all, just a frilly present for him. 

She wants to know if her new husband finds her pretty, if she's his type at all, or if he just indulges her because he must. She may not receive a verbal affirmation until she asks for it, but Feyd-Rautha does bare his teeth in a leering smirk. The mattress dips under his weight when he crawls over his bride and guides her smaller hand to the front of his trousers.

FEYD TAG LIST

@nostalgichoya, @forgedfromthestars, @sweetiee-o, @missbingu, @minedofmoria

@sebastianswallows, @charmingballoon, @flower-frog, @welliah, @aoi-targaryen

@coastalcowgirl35, @esolean, @szapizzapanda, @tatertooted, @sunny747

@ughdontbeboring, @meetmeatyourworst

[cassie48]

ᰔ 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙳 ᰔ

𝘍𝘦𝘺𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘢 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

[ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 ]

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You, (y/n) atreides, had been bethrothed to the na-baron, Feyd Rautha since you were born. The Bene Gesserit had been carefully crossing blood lines for years and years, to bring forth 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦. You were to give birth to him.

You met Feyd for the first time when you were both only six years old. Both the Harkonnens and the Atreides agreed it would be best for the two of you to create a bond before the wedding.

You vividly remember the first time you saw your betrothed. At first, he was very sceptical of you, Harkonnens are naturally very cold with others. They were known for their violence and cruelty. But his opinions of you completely changed when you had complimented his features. He wasn’t used to outsiders admiring him. A large smile crept on his face.

From that day on, he adored you, to be honest, he became 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴��𝘦𝘥 with you. Your kind and innocent personality was too hard not to love.

Every year you would meet again, each time your crushes on each other would become stronger. On your 10th meeting the two of you, at 16 had shared your first kiss. It was sweet but had turned more passionate, eventually you both had stopped, remembering you had to wait to do anything else until marriage.

Feyd was ruthless, some may even call him psychotic, but around you he was 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵. He let you see his true feelings and thoughts. He was gentle when it came to you. This was because he knew you were his soulmate.

After you two had turned seventeen, Feyd had requested he see you more often. So you two would meet every few months. He would steal kisses from you, telling you he couldn’t wait for your marriage.

When the day eventually did come, you were so excited, but so nervous. You knew you had a duty after the dinner and well, it scared you.

You wore a simple, yet gorgeous white gown, and a white veil that covered your angelic face. Feyd wore a military outfit, as per tradition.

Once you spoke your vows, you were pronounced husband and wife, and shared a beautifully a passionate kiss. You had never felt such happiness.

You ate your dinner, you knew it was the last meal you’d share with your family for quite some time, so you tried to enjoy it.

After an hour or so since everyone finished their meals, Feyd rose from his seat, taking your hand and announcing to your guests that you were leaving.

You let his hold your hand, the two of you slightly tipsy from the wine you had downed. Every now and then on your journey to his room, you would share a kiss, clinging to each other in pure love.

As you made your way to his door he suddenly picked you up bridal style, making you yell out in shock, before soft giggles left your mouth.

He roughly kicked the door open, then shoving it closer when he walked inside.

He gently lay you on the bed, staring down at you before leaning in and kissing you passionately. He let his hands roam all over your body.

“Feyd” you mumbled into the kiss.

“Mhm” he replied still kissing you back.

“Is it….gonna hurt” you whispered, your innocent voice shaking slightly.

He smirked down at you, cupping your cheek.

“If it does, it only will for a moment. Then it will feel 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵.” He told you.

You nodded, trusting him to know what to do.

He kissed you with his tongue, his hands going behind your back, untying your beautiful gown, and pulling it down, off of you, revealing your perky breasts and lacy underwear.

Your cheeks reddened, not used to your naked body being visible to others.

He kissed down your neck, before getting to your breasts. He sucked and kissed them, making you push your hips up slightly, pleasure spreading throughout your body.

He laughed slightly, before taking his own clothes off. You looked down seeing his bare crotch. You gulped because well….it was 𝘣𝘪𝘨.

He kissed you again, feeling your hips push against his.

He left one of his hands move slowly down your body, reaching your underwear. He moved them to the side, letting his fingers gently touch your aching core.

You moaned out, not used to the feeling.

“Please Feyd” you cried out.

“What, use your words my love” he told you.

“Please, do it again” you whispered.

He smirked pushing two fingers inside your opening, hearing you scream out in pleasure.

He moved them in and out of you, you hips bucking up at the unusual pleasure coming from your lower belly.

You sighed sadly as you felt the pleasure stop, but quickly yelled out again and Feyd began eating you out.

He gripped your thighs and your legs wrapped around his body. He sucked at your swollen pussy as you yelled his name out.

You came, yelling out in pleasure as he kissed you once you had came down from your high. You kissed him back. He pulled your panties off you completely.

After a moment, he placed his cock at your opening, pushing the tip in slightly, as tears welled in your eyes already.

“You ready?” He asked kissing your cheeks gently.

You nodded, as your placed your hands around his torso. He pushed into you, and your body froze, pain coming form inside of you.

“Relax your body, it will feel better if you do” he said.

You eventually did as he said, and after a moment, the pain went away.

Since you said you were ready, he began to move in and out of you, the both of you moaning out in pleasure.

“Ohh yes Feyd” you whispered, the nice feeling building up in your belly.

Feyd pumped in and out of you, his hands holding you close to him.

“Your gonna look so pretty full of my child” he said, kissing your forehead as you both felt your bodies getting close.

“Oh Feyd it…it feels so good” you said, not knowing what an orgasm is.

“Let go, sweetheart” he said, your forehead pressed together.

You came undone, gripping his shoulders tightly as you felt tears fall down your cheeks in pleasure.

Feyd then came inside you, coating your womb with his cum, staying inside you for a minute, to make sure none of his seed went to waste.

He then pulled out, laying down next to you, pulling your body close to his.

You rested you head on his chest, feeling tired now.

“Feyd?” You whispered.

“Yes” his cold voice answered looking down at you.

“Am I…gonna be pregnant now?” Your soft voice asked in curiosity.

“Yes, you will be” he said cupping your cheek.

“How are you so sure?” You asked, a little scared.

“You were made for me, those 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 have been crossing bloodlines to make us, design us specifically for each other. I’m sure, I put an heir in you” he kissed you , before pulling the covers over your body.

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I wanted to make a soft Feyd fic cuz I haven’t seen one before!

[talesfromtheenchantedforest]

it’s all very disappointing how modern adaptations and discussions drop the ball on Guenevere in general, but in particular I do not think she gets enough credit for the part where Mordred demands to marry her, all the most powerful barons tell her that she has to, and she asks for a week to think about it and in that time she fills the tower with soldiers and food for a siege (”and if anyone asks me, why I’m having the tower stocked, I’ll tell them that I’m making preparations for my marriage feast”), and then

On the day when the queen had agreed to give her answer, and the principal nobles of the kingdom who had been invited had arrived and were gathered in the hall, the queen, remembering what needed to be done, had already sent those who were to keep her company into the tower; and they were as fully armed as they could be. And when they were all in the tower, the queen joined them and immediately had the drawbridge raised. Then she appeared on the battlements of the tower and said to Mordred, who was below and had seen that the queen had eluded him, “Mordred, Mordred, you shamefully betrayed your relationship with my lord, by trying to marry me against my will. You should never have had such a thought, for I want you to know that this will lead to your death.”

— The Death of Arthur, Chapter 17, Norris J. Lacy translation

[kvetchlandia]

Baron Wolman Lacy, San Francisco 1968

[sadhours]

Hii!!! Can i uhh be really weird and request a joe/baron smut of getting freaky with him while he is dressed in drag? Im salivating after seeing him in drag, my brain malfunctioned 🫠

absolutely… I’ve been having thoughts too

baron x f!reader

cw: 18+ minors dni, marmalade spoilers, smut, cross dressing, oral (m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex

he’s still the pink babydoll dress when he walks through the door, hot pink balaclava in his fingers. wig still on and you gaze up at him from the floor, where you were waiting very impatiently. flicking through magazine after magazine as a distraction, mind worried and racing. panicked that this time would be the one where baron gets caught. but there he is, fishnets and boots on. he drops the balaclava and unzips the duffel bag, dumping out the stacks and stacks of cash on the floor.

“baby!” you squeal, the crisp bills completely camouflaging the area rug you’d been lounged on.

baron smiles, all innocent but you know better, before he dives down into the money. back flat on the floor, waving his arms and legs in the loot. scoops some of it up with his hands and tosses it up, making it rain down on the pair of ya.

it’s strange, the way he looks when he’s dressed as her. the way it makes you feel. how pretty he looks. heavy makeup clouding his sharp and wide features. you crawl over and hook a leg over his waist, grinning down at him as you straddle his hips. baron giggles, all sweet and full of adrenaline. still has the rush. you smooth your hands up his chest, over the bra under the dress and mesh long sleeve. you lean down and smush your lips against his, spreading and sharing lipstick. getting it all over with the feverish way you make out with your boyfriend.

you don’t ask him how much is here, it’s not your concern really. not your money, could be shared but you’re too scared to join him and really, you think baron doesn’t want you to. he’s protecting you this way. and maybe you don’t share the loot but baron takes care of you, keeps you comfortable and fed. and honestly, you don’t care about the money. just as long as you get to have him.

pulling back from the kiss and peering down at a dreamy baron in drag is the best sight in the world. he’s a boyishly handsome man but with the make up and hair, he makes the prettiest woman you ever seen.

there’s not much to say, baron’s usually riled up after a job and you get just as excited seeing him in the get up. you kiss him some more, tasting his waxy lipstick as you knit your hands into the fried, pink ends of his wig. you grind down against him, feeling his cock hardening in the fishnets which the thought of seeing has your head spinning. his hands find your hips and he grips them tightly, spewing whiny little moans into your mouth as your kiss gets sloppier. hard to keep everything contained when he looks like this, you act a little feral. rubbing your aching core down on his barely constrained erection. you break the kiss, giggling excitedly as he blinks up at you, red smeared all over his chin and nose from the kiss. he looks perfect, moves his hand up and pulls the wig from his head, tossing it aside and runs his fingers through his shoulder length brown locks, same color as his eyes. looks even prettier.

you inch down his body, pushing the ruffles of his dress up just enough to hook your fingers in his fishnets and tug them down his thighs. his cocks strained behind a pair of your panties, lacy pink ones and your breath catches in your throat. never used to how aroused it makes you. the fact that he wears your underwear when he’s fucking robbing banks. leaning down, you mouth at his shaft, wetting the lace. a moan heaves from your chest as his length twitches beneath the fabric and the hem of his dress falls over your head. baron makes a frustrated sound, hands grabbing the pink ruffles and pulling the dress up above his hips. he props himself up on his elbows so he can watch you, hands holding the dress up.

dragging your tongue up the curve of his cock under the panties, you hold your eyes on his. baron’s eyebrows furrow, teeth digging into his red stained lips as he watches you. god, he’s so pretty. you can’t help yourself as you tell him so, babbling out your thoughts as they come to you.

“god, baron, look so pretty right now,” you scratch at his thighs watching the way his eyes roll back.

“you look pretty, doll,” he mumbles out in return, voice already wrecked and you haven’t even done anything, not really.

you pull off the lace panties he stole from you, his cock springing free and bouncing before you wrap your fingers around the base of him. the tip is just as pink as the rest of his clothes, leaking steadily and making the flushed skin shiny. you lick up the side of his shaft, following the pulsing vein and he moans out pathetically. he’s always pretty vocal but his voice is higher when he’s wearing this, like he’s still in character or something. you and baron haven’t ever talked about why he cross dresses to rob banks. or why he even does it really, you know he supplies an old folks home with pills but you didn’t go into the details ever. you think baron likes it better that you don’t ask questions. likes that you blindly follow him, helping in the small ways you can.

swallowing his tip, you can’t help but hum around him. hot and heavy on your tongue and his face gets contorted all pretty, but you take your time with him. because baron’s gorgeous with his makeup but he’s even prettier when it gets ruined and smeared all over his face. so you tease, suckle on his tip and squeeze the base and drag your tongue against the shaft. do it like until tears make his mascara run and he begs for more.

“p-please, doll—“ he gasps, “can’t take it no more…”

“had enough?” you pout, lips pressed to his swollen head as you slowly stroke his length.

“need more— needa cum,” he pleads, looking so desperate and sweet.

“you want my pussy, baby?”

baron’s pupils widen, nodding at you enthusiastically with his gorgeous puppy dog eyes. you can’t deny him. so you get your underwear down your legs and hold your skirt up as you hover over his thighs. inching closer, line his eager cock with your drenched hole and sink down in one quick motion. the pair of you gasp in unison, eyes fluttering shut as you get used to the stretch. it’s a beautiful stretch but it always takes a second to adjust. then, as your eyes open, your arousal takes over. bouncing on him like a mad woman, hands grabbing his face as you connect your lips in yet another messy, heated kiss. all tongue and teeth, animalistic to match the way you ride him. baron’s hands find your asscheeks, squeezing and kneading as he aides in your thrusts. his hips jerking up to meet yours. the room stinks, like sex and money, a heady scent that fills your senses.

baron’s moans get louder, his body tensing all over, his tell. he’s close, so you egg him on, mumbling encouragements into his mouth, “cum for me, baby, wan’ you to fill me up.”

he whimpers, grips your hips and holds them still as he thrusts up into you roughly. it’s sudden and overwhelming but it makes you cum, hard. shocked, you wail, eyes clenching shut as you grab into his hair and pull, writhing against him.

“uh-uh-uh, fuckfuckfuck— I..” Baron babbles out, then his hips still and he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you flush against him as he empties inside you, coating your walls. you hum happily, pushing his hair off his sweaty forehead. give him a second to come down before kissing him softly.

“love ya,” you whisper, feeling as baron squeezes you tighter.

“love ya more,” he whispers back, smiling softly as he gazes up at you.

[melodymunson]

Baron Lamram (Marmalade) x fem!reader blurb

Baron Lamram was the perfect Southern gentleman. The best part about him was that he was yours. There was never a dull day with him around. Having him in your life and his mama Eda who considered you to be a daughter to her meant so much to you. Baron loved that his mama supported his relationship with you. It all started when you were traveling cross-country on a road trip. Once you ended up in the South little did you know your life would change forever. In the park, you were sunbathing and that's when you met Baron by the lake. Not only was he respectable but he had the most adorable lopsided smile. You introduced yourselves to each other and it was all uphill from there. Soon you started dating and he would take you out on the cutest dates imaginable. The best dates were simple and fun like going on a picnic, swimming at the lake, the diner and ice cream parlor, and the local carnival. You were his first lover and first real official relationship. He gifted you matching promise rings once you were dating for a year. His home was now your home too. Baron loved vanilla ice cream cones and would get them every time you went to the ice cream shop together so you did too. It was simple but delicious.

Soon after you had a pregnancy test taken and it was unfortunately a false positive. Baron and you both wanted to be parents. Then the robberies started because Mama Eda was sick and working at the local supermarket together with Baron wasn't enough to make ends meet. Baron's mama meant a great deal to you and she appreciated all your help around the house with cooking, buying groceries, cleaning, helping the household with your job co-working with Baron, and tending to her by her bedside. One day out antique shopping you had the best idea- to buy masks. They were unique and had 3 distinct faces. Soon you and Baron mapped out and planned your first bank heist. The day came and you were incognito with the best disguises. Baron had confided in you he wanted to also dress as a woman but in drag. It was hot and sexy and it turned you on so much that you decided to make passionate love. Lady Baron had the prettiest makeup and the nicest jewelry. The black lacy Madonna-like gloves and fire-engine red lipstick truly completed the look. Lady Baron loved to get pegged and she loved to dress in your clothes completing her look with scarves. The blouse/skirt combination. The dresses she wore were gorgeous and some of them were silky. Your favorite outfits of hers were the black and red dresses, as well as animal print, especially leopard and zebra.

On the day of the robbery, you were the getaway driver and he went in gun in tow and held them up. Before the bank robbery, you wished Baron good luck and kissed him deeply and passionately as if it could be the last time he would ever kiss you. Coming back to the car with the money and goods like expensive watches and jewelry, you and Baron got away. After a few more robberies he was arrested and you made your getaway. He convinced the police it was all on him. In prison, you visited him and had the best conjugal visits with wild and crazy back-scratching sex. Soon you worked as a guard and helped him to escape prison. On the run now you had to get even better disguises and he changed his look by cutting his hair short and going a bit incognito. Lady Baron still made a presence though as you were dressed as a man and Ms. Lady Baron drove the getaway car evading officers. Driving far away from his hometown to visit his mom who was sick in hospice and bringing her the pills was the most important task. The money you had stolen counted up close to a million and with that money you bought a better and nicer car that was a sleek red Corvette. You eventually got matching tattoos of flaming hearts. Soon you got married at a little ceremony with Mama Eda and an ordained wedding officiant. The honeymoon was in Brooklyn, New York City, and Niagara Falls NY was the best part of it. When the time was right you got a puppy together she was a pomeranian from animal control. You named her Spike. Spike didn't like many people except for you, Baron, and Mama Eda. For the longest time, you tried hard for a baby and soon you were pregnant with a beautiful baby girl. You named her Eda. Less than 2 years later you had a boy then another girl. You named the kids Bonnie and Clyde. Thanks to the best doctors and medicine, Mama Eda got the best treatment and recovered gradually. Now living out in the country you had a farm with horses, ducks, goats, and cows. It was a nice farming life and you loved Baron more than anything else. The feeling was mutual.

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[a-manicured-lawn]

Idolatry - Chapter 5

By myself and @tashacee

And now here they were, a day later, standing outside the stately manor of Baron Evinal Vocavit Fallax. All of them were fussing with the new clothing they’d been trussed up in and waiting to be announced. Hyrule was particularly twitchy, pulling at his collar and fussing with his lacy cuffs as he intermittently shot furious glares over at Wind. The Sailor, for his part, was staunchly ignoring the looks and grumbling as he pulled at his tunic, cursing under his breath loudly enough that he was getting pointed looks from Sky, Twilight, and even Time himself.

There was nothing else for it - they’d learn nothing standing out here. Time to go inside and mingle.

“The Eight Honorable Heroes of the Flea End Community Center!” A voice called. Out of the corner of his eye, Time could see Four raise an eyebrow, but he herded them along nonetheless. As they entered the room proper, though, none of them could hold back a gasp.

It was so, so, so…

Tacky.

Read the rest on Ao3!

[hisbutleronhiatus]

It has been 28 days since the Kuroshitsuji hiatus was announced.

Jane is tanning at the beach in a seductive, lacy bikini while sipping on a cocktail, the ocean breeze ruffling her hair as the waves cheerfully lap against the shore. She congratulates herself once again for resigning from that boorish Baron Heathfield’s employ. This is the life! 🏖️

[venicepearl]

Ludlow Castle is a ruined medieval fortification in the town of the same name in the English county of Shropshire, standing on a promontory overlooking the River Teme. The castle was probably founded by Walter de Lacy after the Norman Conquest and was one of the first stone castles to be built in England. During the civil war of the 12th century the castle changed hands several times between the de Lacys and rival claimants, and was further fortified with a Great Tower and a large outer bailey. In the mid-13th century, Ludlow was passed on to Geoffrey de Geneville, who rebuilt part of the inner bailey, and the castle played a part in the Second Barons' War. Roger Mortimer acquired the castle in 1301, further extending the internal complex of buildings. Richard, Duke of York, inherited the castle in 1425, and it became an important symbol of Yorkist authority during the Wars of the Roses. When Richard's son, Edward IV, seized the throne in 1461 it passed into the ownership of the Crown. Ludlow Castle was chosen as the seat of the Council of Wales and the Marches, effectively acting as the capital of Wales, and it was extensively renovated throughout the 16th century. By the 17th century the castle was luxuriously appointed, hosting cultural events such as the first performance of John Milton's masque Comus. Ludlow Castle was held by the Royalists during the English Civil War of the 1640s, until it was besieged and taken by a Parliamentarian army in 1646. The contents of the castle were sold off and a garrison was retained there for much of the interregnum.

With the Restoration of 1660, the council was reestablished and the castle repaired, but Ludlow never recovered from the civil war years and when the council was finally abolished in 1689 it fell into neglect. Henry, 1st Earl of Powis, leased the property from the Crown in 1772, extensively landscaping the ruins, while his brother-in-law, Edward, 1st Earl of Powis (by the third creation of the Earldom of Powis), bought the castle outright in 1811. A mansion was constructed in the outer bailey but the remainder of the castle was left largely untouched, attracting an increasing number of visitors and becoming a popular location for artists. After 1900, Ludlow Castle was cleared of vegetation and over the course of the century it was extensively repaired by the Powis Estate and government bodies. In the 21st century it is still owned by the Earl of Powis and operated as a tourist attraction.

[featherymalignancy]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 elriel in omerta please

It was only once the boy had fled, the slap of his bare feet in the marble hallway no longer audible, that Azriel turned back to Elena.

She hadn’t moved a muscle, but her brown eyes shone with hatred, even though the tears which glittered in them.

“We’re wasting time,” he said, crossing to the bureau and opening to the top drawer. He pulled out the first things he could find—a lacy bralette and a wonton pair of silk panties—and tossed them on the bed alongside her discarded sundress. “Put this on and let’s go.”

She only clutched the sheet tighter, her knuckles going white as she hissed, “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Just then his earpiece crackled, Nazeret’s voice filtering in a second later.

“The Baron’s goons just breached the gate. We have ten minutes tops.”

“Heard,” Azriel replied, his eyes the finding Archeron girl again as he said, “we are leaving this room in ninety seconds, so either put your clothes on, or I will drag you out of here naked. Your choice.”

“Touch me, and my sister will have you skinned alive.”

“Who do you think sent me? And for the record, my orders are to make sure you’re brought alive and unharmed. Whether your dignity remains intact is up to you.”

Still glaring, she reached for the undergarments he’d tossed on the bed, and he permitted himself a triumphant smirk before turning to give her some privacy.

“Smart girl.”

“I don’t care if my sister did send you,” she snarled, voice thick with tears. “I hate you.”

He gave her all of a minute to finish up before turning back, lip curling as he sneered, “do you think I—“

He broke off, throat going dry as he allowed himself to properly drink her in now that she was clothed. She was gorgeous to the point of literal distraction, and he had to look away in order to regain his focus.

“Finally,” he snapped, hoping she hadn’t noticed his momentary lapse. “Let’s go.”

[obscurecurse]

LONGPOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this week i've been down a rabbit hole of niche thai architecture from like 100-200 years ago. it's teak trade stuff - traditional thai architecture was blended with western styles in these elaborate mansions, sometimes referred to in english as "gingerbread houses."

(i don't disagree with the term, btw, the woodwork is so delicate and lacy like the icing on an elaborate gingerbread house. i have never heard this term used in the profession to describe the high-ornament/sometimes referred to as vaguely "victorian" style)

Ngoy Sin Building - look at the storehouse or perhaps carriage house on the end there

to be clear, i am not an expert, i'm just a researcher. i know enough about arch to ask questions. there is actually an entire genre of writing in arch-academia that attempts to explain eastern design sensibilities to the west. the most famous/common example, in my mind, is "In Praise of Shadows" by Tanazaki. the expertise, the explanations, should come from the east itself. i have yet to find any solid literature on traditional thai architecture written with the express intent of explaining it to an overseas audience. so, to some degree, all i can give you is Conjecture.

there are a lot of things about trad thai architecture that are very logical and climate-driven. the houses are often on stilts to control moisture/beasts, have dramatic roof overhang to control heat gain from direct sun, and feature a variety of passive ventilation techniques. the "house" is often broken up into a smaller complex of individual rooms/units connected by a raised outdoor plaza accessed by stairways.

(there are a lot of things about trad thai architecture that i cannot explain the reasons for.)

some traditional thai architecture before we look at more gingerbread:

with the genre of "explaining the east to the west" in mind: what i like about the gingerbread houses, is that, if your eye is used to the western style, it makes the distinct thai features easier to pick out. this may actually help to bridge the understanding. some things i notice easily, asking "what makes this different from a 'victorian house?'": -> the "main floor" is elevated, as if on stilts. some of the gingerbreads feature a series of doors on the ground level, in line with the "shophouse" typology (business on the ground floor, with residential quarters above. my personal favorite.) -> the roof overhang and steep pitch of the roof. ornament at the peak of the roof.

-> narrow, shuttered windows with a tight rhythm (close together) and an upper portion of the wall in delicate latticework for ventilation

-> expressed (visible) post and beam construction, general footprint of the structure

-> recessed entrance doors

the pink house, Vongburi house museum in Phrae - intended as a wedding gift for a prince

Khum Chao Luang, Green House (i am drooling rn)

btw... i got here because about a month ago i was down some other rabbit hole (I HAVE ADHD, OK) about Jim Thompson, a silk baron who comes from my least favorite state in america, fucking Delaware. The Jim Thompson House is a museum in Bangkok - a collection of traditional thai buildings from across the land re-assembled into a complex on the river. Bro was disappeared and later declared death by absentia. idk. i'm not saying i wanna be like this guy, but i can only dream of someday having a wiki as all over the place as that.

ok ttyl

[theindescribable1]

heya, friday once again but im away from home for the next couple weeks so i dont got as much time to compile a playlist as i usually do

However!

i remember back when i was real obsessed with jjba, i would come up with stand ability ideas all named after songs/bands like they do in the main series (or at least after part 3), so for now i’ll put down some of my favorites from that era

feel free to ask about any of the stands for em, i probably forgot most of their stats and stuff but ill do my best - though im mostly doin this cause these are all bangers lmao

Black Sabbath - Supernaut

Mountain - Mississippi Queen

Diablo Swing Orchestra - Voodoo mon amour

Kenny Loggins - Danger Zone

Dance With The Dead - Diabolic

Mastodon - The Last Baron

Steve Lacy - Dark Red

Godsmack - I Stand Alone

Insane Clown Posse - Let’s Go All The Way

OOOH I love some of these! I havent heard a few though...Btw last Friday's music was cool! like it was mostly all without lyrics but it was still so neat, just evil ominous vibes. gotta love that.

TY!

[muslimintp-1999-girl]

"I pictured you with other girls in love, then threw up on the street" is such a bellyjere lyric coz Belly LITERALLY did vomit after finding out about Lacie Barone & Jere.