#ormonts

[humanoidhistory]

The Pont d'Aigremont bridge under construction in Ormont-Dessous, Switzerland, 1981. Photos by Christian Lanz.

(ETH Library)

[cosmicshape]

Frank x F reader

TG: choke and language

As the last gen was done, the power diffused in the doors so you and your team could escape. You were opening the door but it was taking a long time. Deep on your veins, you could feel that the killer was near. You mended at least three times during this trial, enough was enough, you were decided to survive. Suddenly, you saw the hatch near a corner, you tried to make noise to alert the others. But suddenly, you felt your heart beating faster and could hear some grunge rock music. For sake, Frank was coming, you hide in a locker.

Frank was turning around the area, you prayed him to not found you. You could see through a little hole in the locker that the other ones were escaping by the hatch.

Suddenly, Jeff was hit and fell on the floor. Frank grabbed to hook him but you jumped off immediately, So Frank let him free and Jeff ran away.

 You ran toward the hatch, hearing the sound of freedom when something grabbed your arm and pushed you against the wall. It was Frank.

“Oh no, not this time.”

He put his hand on your throat, choking you. Whistling as you tried to gain oxygen, you stared him on the mask.

“Frank, let me go!  I played the game by its rules.”

You were staring at this grotesque smiling mask covered in blood. You used your hands to hit him on the shoulder as he was choking harder. Frank pushed his body against you, menacing your face with his knife on his other hand.

“You were an annoying piece oh shit during all this trial, I should slice your pretty throat and give you what you deserve.”

What was those sensations you felt when he said “pretty”?

He was sending you strange vibes. Indeed, he never hooked you from the trial but he was here, talking when he could simply stab you to death. So you decided to play his game as your heart was beating faster. You slipped your hand on his crotch and pressed slowly. Frank had a movement backward surprised. He spoke to you:

“You are going to regret this”

He choked you again and pressed his body against you. You could feel his body hard on your low body.

“Let’s play a game Frank. If I can please you, you give me the hatch. If I don’t, you can kill me as hard as you can. Nobody is here to judge us. You don’t have to listen to the Entity. Let’s have fun.”

Frank though for a second and looked at you.

“Deal.”

Suddenly realising your mistake, you thought you would be stabbed in the chest. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, hoping to die soon. But instead, Frank took off his mask, He was handsome and kinda rebellious. He was totally the kind of bad boy you were avoiding when you were in high school.

Suddenly, Frank kissed you tenderly. You let his soft lips on you. It was your first kiss since a long time. Then Frank pulled out his mouth and said:

“One word to the others and I will slug you for three months.”

You smiled and nodded.

Then he kissed you again but this time it was more intense. You felt heat growing in your chest. It felt like Frank was playing this game seriously. Frank was holding your face in his hands, you let sensations going through your body. It was so long since you kissed someone, you nearly forgot how nice it was. Especially when he started to put his tongue in your mouth and kiss you tenderly. You could feel an electric spark going down your spine. You let yourself play with his tongue too.

This part of Frank was new, how could you imagine that this fury could be soft like this. You pushed him back and challenged him.

“Okey big boy, show me what a real fury can do !”

Frank looked at you a bit surprised but also satisfied.

“You’re like me. A stupid freak.”

Then with a grin, he put his hand against your throat and gently shocked you. You replied his grin with an angry smile and grabbed his bulge.

You didn’t know if it was the cold of the mount Ormont or this burning desire but you were electrified. Under your fingers, Frank was hardening and he let a quiet moan escape from his throat. So you decided to go underneath his pant and rub his skin.

Frank closed his eyes and bitten his lip.

“Shit. It feels so good after all this time. Let me help you too.”

He let his finger run toward your breast and grab your tits. His began to slowly suck one of them, while you were touching both of you with each of your hand. Frank let several muffled moans escaping while he was sucking your tits. The pleasure you could feel was growing nicely. But you were standing for too long. It was time to go deeper.

“Frank, I’m cold -you said- let’s go inside”.

Frank nodded and you went inside the schack. Here a warm fire was burning in the fireplace. The legion member searched behind the bar and he took some warm and thick blanket. He laid it and pushed you on it.

“I’m a fury but I like comfort” he said with a shrug. And before you could say anything, Frank was already undressing your jean. You liked what you see. He put his hand on your thighs and spread it. Then he shoves his face between your legs and started to lick it.

After all those years, getting licked seemed to be the taste of heaven. You started to moan along with Frank’s tongue movements, closing your eyes.

“Hmmm Frank this feels so… Good.”

When you opened your eyes again, you took a moment to notice what was in front of you. Frank was kneeling on the backhand and his erected body was throbbing.

“Show me what you can do, little freak.” He spoke.

And without any more word, you put his tip in your mouth and started to lick it gently.

“Oh fuuuck.” Said Frank before starting to eat you again in sixty-nine.

This position was delightful and while Frank was grabbing your thighs firmly as an answer to your gesture, were moaning with your full mouth. You grabbed his ass and pushed his waist in a way to make him go deeper in your throat. Surprised by the mov and by the sensation, Frank let a deep moan reverb on your skin.

“Shiit. You really ARE a freak. If I knew you were this good, I would had trapped you more often.”

“Oh Frank, How I could knew you were so good at it? This… This feels so freaking good.” And as you finished this sentence, you were overwhelmed by a new heat wave. This wasn’t the fire place; this was something else. The grip of your mouth went faster and stronger around Franck’s cock while you the heat between your legs was coming faster and stronger. Then you let it go. A loud orgasm was hitting you, shaking you body violently with heat waves.

Frank pulled out his body to let you breathe as you reached the final point of your orgasm.

You took a moment to getting back from this fever dream and realised Frank changed his position. He wiped his mouth with his forearm and laid on you.

As he was entering slowly in you, you could see a glim in his eyes.

“Hey, freak, my turn to play now” he whispered.

Finally, his erected body started to make back up and forth movement in your vagina. Again, your felt deep sensations, making you whine. Frank shoved his head in your shoulders and you could hear him groan. Frank raised his head and appreciated the view of your bouncing nipples as you were enjoying the sound of his pelvis smacking yours. He kissed you gently.

Suddenly you had the sensation to watch a new Frank, someone tender and soft. Far from this guy who likes to torture and stab your teammates, the same you saw kill Kate in front of the hatch once. He seemed at this moment to be fragile and vulnerable. You liked what you see and you put your hand on his face gently. A bit surprised, Frank tried to avoid this but then he understood and let you do it.

Trying to remain proud, Frank breathed

“Hey little freak. Don’t try to make me kind and tender.”

Then he made you roll on the side as your body was laying on the blanket but your legs were raised against your stomach. Frank entered in your body and you could feel heat waves but in a different way. The sensations were a felling of the doggy and the missionary pleasure. You moaned but in a different way. You voice pitched higher and you let your arms grab the blanket. You let yourself go as Frank was pounding you like a beast. The grip on your ass was stronger. He was overwhelmed by the pleasure and so you were. And as you nearly passed out, you could hear Frank groan as his came in you. You rolled on the blanket and let him lay on your chest as he was taking back his breath.

As you were enjoying the post coital silence and the warmness of the fire, you noticed that Frank fell asleep. You put your fingers through his hair and enjoyed this moment before getting back to the campfire and be killed again and again.

Later, when Frank took you to the hatch, he seemed grateful. He kissed you on the forehead and whispered:

“Thank you freak. I needed that.” And he put a little pin in your pocket. “Keep this in your pocket so we won’t hurt you.”

You answered his kiss but, on the lips, and jumped. Then everything was blurry and dark, you became deaf and felt unconscious before opening your eyes in front of the campfire, wondering if all of this wasn’t a fever dream after all. Until you noticed something in your pocket. It was a little pin.

[dwight-dewey-riley]

🍷💖

@lab-camp-kill Goggles Dwight

Dewey had some drinks stolen from Ormont last trial. He throught of sharing with Dwight and the others. They talked and drank, after a while Dewey seem to have become drunk.

"You look like electric. Is that why you have such frizzy hair?" He chuckeld drunk and trys to pet Dwight's fluffy hair.

[sebeth]

TWOIAF/Fire & Blood: The Iron Islands Are In Chaos!

Warning, Spoilers Ahead…

  The Iron Islands are in chaos! Harren the Black and sons perished in the destruction of Harrenhal. Qhorin Volmark of Harlaw, “whose grandmother had been a younger sister of Harren’s grandsire”, proclaimed himself the rightful heir/king of the Iron Islands.

The priests of the Drowned God decided to crown a “barefoot holy man Lodos, who proclaimed himself the living son of the Drowned God, and was said to be able to work miracles”. The priests crowned Lodos on Old Wyk, “under the bones of Nagga the Sea Dragon”.

Others made claims from Great Wky, Pyke, and Ormont. Perfect time for a kingsmoot! The Ironborn instead decided killing each other was the better option. The Ironborn battled each other on land and sea – “it was said that the waters were so choked with corpses that krakens appeared by the hundreds, drawn by the blood.”

Fast forward a year later – Aegon the Conqueror decides enough is enough, and flies to the Iron Islands on Balerion. He was accompanied by the war fleets of the Arbor, Highgarden, and Lannisport. Torrhen Stark sent longships from Bear Island.

Aegon’s united forces arrived at the Iron Islands ready to kick ass and take names but the Ironborn folded like wet tissue paper. Many hailed the coming of the dragons. I’m guessing it was the women. I’m sure they were desperate for someone to stop the killing of their children and other male relatives.

Aeon killed Qhorin Volmark but allowed his infant son to inherit his father’s lands. Lodos called upon the krakens to destroy the invading ships. That didn’t happen so Lodos decided the next step would be a mass suicide via drowning with his followers. Lodos is more of a cult leader than a holy man.

I wonder why Aegon let the chaos in the Iron Islands run unchecked for two years? The Sistermen Rebellion was happening at the same time but none of Aegon’s forces (minus Torrhen) were involved in putting down the Sunderland faction. I understand it takes time to gather the forces and sail to the Iron Islands but it seems Aegon took his time in responding. Was he allowing the warfare between the Ironborn so they could take each other out and weaken themselves as a threat to the rest of Westeros?

I do like the consistent pattern of Visenya dealing with the Vale and Aegon dealing with the Ironborn. Sadly, it’s not going to work in Rhaeny’s favor when it comes to Dorne.

The Ironborn are subdued and now the question is what to do with them? Suggestions flew fast and furious: make them a vassal of the Tullys, the Lannisters, or the Starks.

Aegon graciously allowed the Ironborn to choose their own Lord Paramount. They decided on Vickon Greyjoym the Lord Reaper of Pyke.

The Ironborn had to forfeit all holdings in the Riverlands. Aegon gave Harrenhal to Ser Quenton Qoherys, his master-at-arms at Dragonstone. Quenton had two sons and a grandson to carry on his line but wed one of Lord Edmyn Tully’s daughters to seal his loyalty to the Riverlands.

House Qoherys would become the second of the cursed owners of Harrenhal.

Up next: Dorne – It’s the war that never ends!

[campfire-chaos]

Welcome to the campfires.

Here are several campfires to be found, full of survivors. There is also a killer campfire.

All of them are the collection of @little-monsters-entity.

Mun: @billyholztisch

A normal campfire

There is a campfire in the woods wich looks pretty normal. Several logs are around a fire and people are resting there.

Muses:

Yun Jin

Laurie Strode

Kate Denson

Jeff Johansen

Yui Kimura

Felix Richter

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It's still in the forest near autoheaven. The people of this campfire stole a truck and alot of scrap and junk. All is gatered at the fire. A tent is conectet to the truck and some lights are hung up. There are also several logs around the fire. It's still getting build up.

The junk campfire

Next to it is another campfire wich is conectet with this one.

Muses:

Dwight Fairfield (aka Banana)

Dwight Fairfield (aka Mechanic)

Steve Harrington

Jake Park

Meg Thomas

Nea Karlsson

Leon S. Kennedy

David King

Adam Francis

Claudette Morel

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Killer campfire

The campfire killers use to rest sometimes. Nothing special there.

Muses:

Trapper

Wraith

Hillbilly

Michael Myers

Doctor

Demogorgeon

Dredge

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Ormont

The logde of the rascal group Legion.

Muses:

Frank

Joey

Julie

Susie

[lmarodrigues]

Partenope, HWV 27, Act 1: "T'appresta forse Amore" (Ormonte)

[jobkash]

Recovery Coach

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[antonio-velardo]

Antonio Velardo shares: How to Call Off Your Wedding by Perri Ormont Blumberg

By Perri Ormont Blumberg Along with the emotional turmoil, there are logistics to navigate. Here are tips on what to do next from people who have been through it. Published: January 13, 2024 at 05:00AM from NYT Style https://ift.tt/tZKIe5P via IFTTT

[blogynewsz]

Unlock the Secrets: Unveiling the Optimal Time to Buy a Car and the Incredible Reasons Behind It

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[vision360tours]

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[raphaeldupertuis]

Scenic train routes: when you’re astounded before even arriving at your destination 🤩🚞 #ormonts #myvaud #diablerets #leysin (at Le Sépey)

[lyalludwig-blog]

Lyall paced the aisle of Bevis’ Grocery, restocking candy. It was monotonous, but it was a job. He paused, shaking his head at the selection. Sour Patch Kids, Hot Tamales, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups? He still wasn’t used to the American sweets, and it drove him crazy not knowing what they all were. “Where are the sour patch parents?” he said aloud, as he continued stocking the candy.

[lolabrink-blog]

@ionecora

"Sorry I’m late!” Lola fast-walked into the office, four coffees in a cup holder. Usually they made do with studio coffee, but knowing one way to get on her slightly better side was to bring Ione coffee from the place two blocks down. “There was a traffic jam down the main road ‘cause the goats from the petting zoo escaped.” She shrugged her bag off, slipped out of her coat, and handed the boss a coffee. “Are the guests already here?” 

[4x24-blog-blog]

Der Goldberg Vulkan

oder besser: Was davon noch übrig ist!

Der Goldberg, 1,5 km nordöstlich von Ormont ist ein Vulkan der vor etwa 10 bis 11.000 Jahren in zwei Eruptionen entstand. Erst wurde ein großer Aschenkegel gebildet. Nach einer nicht allzu langen Ruhepause begann die zweite Eruptionsphase, die zunächst mit einer starken Explosion die Kuppe des alten Aschenkegels sprengte. Es wurde dann wiederum ein…

[mudwerks]

The Man from Planet X (United Artists, 1951)

Argentinean One Sheet - Science Fiction.

Starring Robert Clarke, Margaret Field, Raymond Bond, William Schallert, Roy Engel, David Ormont, Gilbert Fallman, Tom Daly, June Jeffery, and Pat Goldin. Directed by Edgar G. Ulmer. 

[billyholztisch]

♤ Even if killer act friendly...never trust them ♤

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