#speed the plough

[bandcampsnoop]

1/24/24.

I'd never even heard of Wild Carnation (New Jersey) until Record Store Day 2023 when Delmore Recording Society reissued "Tricycle". I'm not totally sure what series of events brought me to these "Superbus" demos, but the lack of a physical release took me to Discogs when I found that "Superbus" was Wild Carnation's 2nd release - 12 years after "Tricycle". It has been reissued by Pine Hill Records.

Like many other Feelies related side projects, the Feelies DNA is unmistakable. Brenda Sauter was associated with not only The Feelies, but Speed the Plough and The Trypes. Those sensibilities are brought to this release as well.

According to the Bandcamp page, Wild Carnation shared the stage with The Bats, Luna and Moe Tucker among others.

[dustedmagazine]

Wild Carnation — Tricycle (Delmore)

“The Rising Tide” buzzes in on a breezy blast of distortion, its guitar lines flaring into droning dissonance, the drums crisp and minimal, the bass a subtle through-line in a deliriously murky roar. The sound filters Velvet Underground fuzz through the jangling exuberance of early R.E.M., and except for its fluttering, trebly vocals it could easily put you in mind of the Feelies. No coincidence there.

Indeed, Wild Carnation was one of an interlocking circuit of New Jersey bands that shared members—and a certain buzzy, drone-y, jangly aesthetic—with the Feelies. It formed around 1992, after the Feelies first hiatus and included Feelies bassist Brenda Sauter, her husband Rich Barnes and drummer Chris O’Donovan. (In terms of intricate interconnections, Sauter and Barnes already played together in Trypes, and they were also in Speed the Plough.)

This Record Store Day release collects the original songs from Wild Carnation’s first album, demo versions of seven of these 12 tracks and what looks like the entirety of a 1997 live gig in Hamburg, Germany. Thirty-one cuts in all, it provides a sweeping view of Wild Carnation’s early incarnation (there was another album called Superbus, some 12 years after the first). If the band was overlooked before, it is fully represented now.

And really, that’s a good thing, because there’s not a single dud on Tricycle. From the noise-addled propulsion of “The Rising Tide” straight through to the folk-picked intimacy of “Shaker Tune,” the main album cuts are uniformly engaging, and you get to hear them more than once, in various iterations.

For example, “Susquehanna 142,” a nod to the trains that crisscross Garden State sets up a hazy, mesh of intersecting guitar picking and lilting vocal descants. If you like that, and how could you not, the compilation provides additional context in the form of a barer, folkier demo and a pensive live version that brings out the tune’s dreamy side. Later, “The Lights are On (but No One’s Home)” blares and buzzes with feedback, a dirty crust under its careening, multi-voiced harmonies. A live performance brings the main melodic line to the front, emphasizing its hooky, poppy side and submerging the roar of amps.

The live cuts also provide a peek into Wild Carnation’s influences, with covers of Patti Smith, Neil Young and the sister band Speed the Plough. Barnes challenges the audience to name the band that wrote one of the most obscure covers, offering a free CD to anyone who gets it right. The CD goes unclaimed because even among the most ardent German audience, no one besides the band is very familiar with The Grass Roots. The song — “Wait a Million Years” — fits pretty neatly into Wild Carnation’s aesthetic, though, with sharp, power pop guitar licks, bashing rhythms and a melody that is both triumphant and minor-key melancholy.

You could certainly approach Tricycle as a Feelies side project, noting its similarities and thinking a lot about whether the music is better or worse. But this extended reissue argues for considering Wild Carnation on its terms, with stronger folk roots and careening, often thrilling vocal parts. Delmore will be putting out a similar package around Superbus in the fall, and even if it’s as long as this one, it seems like a pity that there wasn’t more.

Jennifer Kelly

[jt1674]

[pddparthi]

Lifting Plough Assembly: Calculations for Conveyor System Loads and Forces

Lifting plough assemblies are a crucial component of conveyor systems that aid in the efficient transfer of bulk materials. These assemblies are used to divert materials from the conveyor belt to various discharge points, ensuring that the materials are delivered to their intended location. The design and calculation of lifting plough assemblies require a thorough understanding of the forces…

[ultraviolencer23]

Older price showing younger reader how to give head. Praising us as he forces his thick cock down our throats.... (Sorry for being a menace)

an : stop this had me giggling and kicking my feet!! older price has my heart <3

nsfw 18+・₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆ minors dni!!

pairing : older!price x fem!reader

warnings : smut, oral (m receiving), rough, praise, non-specified age gap, kinda innocent reader

"on your knees, sweetheart," he commanded, giving you no choice but to comply. you silently obliged and settled your knees upon the wooden floor beneath you, glancing up at his stern-looking face. "you ever sucked cock before, honey?" he asked, tracing his fingers over your jaw.

you shook your head in response, adrenaline coursing through your mind. he huffed out a chuckle. "of course," he smiled, "that's okay. i'm gonna teach you, alright?"

you nodded nervously, watching him begin to undo his belt, hearing the clanking buckle as the strip of leather dropped to the floor, and watching his steady fingers unfasten his trousers' button. in an almost desperate manner, he shoved his pants down his thighs, leaving his boxers, that seemed much too tight, for he had hardened from the moment his eyes found themselves set upon you. his hand instinctively came down to palm his ache with a low grunt leaving his throat.

your eyes widened at the sight, catching a glimpse of the outlined size of his dick beneath the fabric. you felt yourself subconsciously fidgeting with your hands as he pulled the waistband of his underwear down, reavealing his thick, solid cock. as he took it in his hand, you felt your heart rate quicken at the sheer size of him, almost in fear, watching him stroke the shaft a few times before stepping closer towards you.

"don't worry, sweetheart," he muttered, "y' gonna be fine." replying was the last of your thoughts; instead, you began to reflexively open your mouth as he inched closer. you gently wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, sucking off his pre-cum, whilst staring up at him with wide eyes, yearning for some praise. "that's it, honey," he said, lacing his fingers through your hair, "now, you gotta take it a bit deeper, that okay?"

you pulled away to nod in reply, before moving back to his cock, once again wrapping your lips around his tip, but now slowly taking more of him in your mouth. "good girl," he groaned, "now  move up and down, like this. let me show you."

without hesitation, he grasped a handfull of your hair, allowing him to easily move your head up and down his cock as he wished. you found your eyes closing as his tip inched further into your mouth and back out repeatedly, when you felt the grip on your hair tighten.

"eyes up here," he said; your teary eyes fluttered open to see his face contorted in pleasure, as he used your mouth to get himself off. he bucked his hips towards your mouth, making you splutter around his cock, and causing held up tears to spill down your face as he hit the back of your throat.

"sorry, honey," he grunted, holding onto the sides of your head and thrusting his hips towards your mouth. one especially deep thrust had your throat contracting around his cock, dragging a guttural moan from his mouth. "fuck. that's a good girl, baby," he groaned, "doin' so fuckin' well for me."

the length of his cock ploughed in and out of your mouth and the speed of his hips increased as he brought himself closer to the edge. as his thrusts grew more desperate, more haphazard, his grasp on your hair grew tighter, his grunts grew louder and you moved your hands to hold onto his thighs to steady yourself from his relentless pace.

"oh honey, so good for me," he groaned, leaning his head back with eyes closed in ecstasy, rutting his hips up to your face in exasperation. the touch of your soft hands against his skin was enough to drive him mad, only encouraging the ceaseless movement of his hips as you had no choice but to take his cock down your throat.

“‘m gonna fuckin’ come,” he grumbled, keeping up his harsh pace with his hands tightly tangled in your hair, “you’re gonna take it all.” with a few more deep thrusts, you felt his cock swell in your mouth, along with a loud series of groans that clouded your mind with desire. “fuck,” he grunted with one final pump, spilling himself into your mouth, rope after rope.

instinctively, you swallowed the liquid as he took his cock from your mouth and looked down upon you in awe, taking in the sight before him. you smiled up at him and his entranced state as he chuckled in response, offering you his hand to stand up from the floor.

“you took that so well, honey.”

[omgeto]

☆ WHEN YOU HAVE SEX WITH YOUR EX — GOJO, GETO, TOJI

summary: you have sex with your ex. thats it.

cw: afab!reader, smutty smut smut so mdni. unprotected sex with all of them (since I forget that condoms exist) you sit on geto face, kinda finger fucking & mild hate fucking with toji but its fun, and gojo is just lovely.

an: i was meant to post this last night but I fell asleep writing geto's part so slay. anyways I hope you enjoy lmk what you think!! not proofread so ignore any mistakes please.

☆ GOJO

“this doesn’t mean we’re back together y’know,” you remind gojo, panting as he thrusts into you.

“you’re really saying that with my dick deep in your cunt,” he taunts, admiring the deep arch of your back, the way your ass ripples every time his hips drive into you. “i’ve missed this.”

“f-fuck keep going,” you moan out, as his dick hits your spot – just how you like it.

“so you don’t miss me?” he pesters, and you roll your eyes, as although you couldn’t see him, you just knew he had a pout on his face. “you really don’t miss me?” he continues his thumb making way to your clit, swiftly flicking at it.

“i don’t miss you.”

gojo pulls out of you almost defiantly, pushing you down – turning you around your back. he stares at you with something you couldn’t quite place, and re enters you just as quickly. he smirks at the way your mouth gapes as his hands roughly grab at your tits, pinching and pulling on your nipples.

“s-someone’s mad,” you egg on, loving the way that his strokes become harder.

“y’know the reason i always loved fucking you this way when we were together?” he asks with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“what’s with the trip down memory lane?,” you complain, your arms come around his neck as you take him in deeper, “i called you to fuck me, not for whatever you’re tryna do here.”

“because i always got to see all the faces you make,” he continues, completely ignoring your comment, his tongue drags up the side of your jaw, before pressing a quick kiss just under your ear. “and the face your making right now, tells me, that you're lying.”

you scoff, but didn’t say anything because you knew he was right. you did miss the way he’d plough into you, the way he knew the ins and outs of your body – how to please you. “im gonna cum,” you whine out, “satoru please i need yo–”

“you can cum when you admit the truth babe,” he teases, his strokes purposefully shift speed, still keeping you writhing underneath him but just not quite enough to get you there. “just say you miss me.”

“fine,” you force out, exasperated, “i m-miss you i do.”

“see wasn’t so hard, was it?” he kisses you deeply, driving deep into you, and you cum with a cry, you did miss being this close with your ex boyfriend. gojo is quick to finish after you, filling you up with all his cum.

he eventually pulls out of you, collapsing down on the bed next to you pulling you into his hold. you, against your better judgement, relaxing into his arms – which goes against all the rules of sleeping with your ex. “this still doesn’t mean we’re back together,” you add, knowing there was very little truth to that.

“yeah, yeah, whatever you say babe,” he smirks, his lips coming down to your forehead, placing a soft kiss, “so what did you miss about me?”

☆ TOJI

“i thought you didn’t spin the block, princess,” toji asks with a shit-eating grin, as his fingers slip inside of you “what happened to, ‘once an ex always an ex huh?” 

“i’ve always hated that nickname,” you mumble, hissing at the contact of toji’s fingers toying with your pussy, “and there are some exceptions to my rule.”

“so you’re little boyfriends not hitting it right then,” toji grins, pleased at hearing that he was the ‘exception,’ “if you’re here, slutting yourself out on my fingers.” 

“no he’s hitting it greatly,” you smirk, not rising to toji’s comments since you know what he was trying to get at, “i just missed you, that's all.”

“oh so you really have a boyfriend then?” he snapped, his fingers curling up in you.

“no i don't,” a smug smile appears on your face as you see toji’s smirk drop, “but it’s cute that you care though. are you jealous, toji?”

“shut up,” he says moodily, swiftly removing his fingers out of you, pulling you onto his lap.

you straddle him, your face inches from his, “aww are you mad toji?” you taunt with a mock pout. you’ve always loved getting a rise out of toji, you know your ex boyfriend very well, the more pissed off he was, the harder he fucked.

“sit on it,” he commands, the ‘it’ in question being his hard dick that he was furiously stroking at the sight of you. there was something about you that got on toji’s nerves – hence why you didn’t last long as a couple – but that special something was good for times like this. where you could both unleash any pent up energy you have, on eachother.

you welcome his dick eagerly, practically jumping on it, the wetness of your pussy was inviting. his dick slotted in perfectly, making you both curse at the contact. “fuck, you always feel so good,” he praises, loving the feeling of you clenching around his dick whilst you ride him.

there was a forcefulness coming from the both of you, as you were fucking each other as if you had something to prove, as if there was some unspoken competition to see who could get the other to cum first.

“f-fuck,” you mutter, the feeling of toji’s dick pistoning into you becoming too much.

“whats that princess?” toji mocks, grinning seeing your eyes gloss over, he could tell that your dick-stuffed cunt was about to release all over him, “y’gonna cum for me?”

you ignore him, continuing your mission to get toji to fold first. you manoeuvre your lips to his neck, kissing and sucking on his exposed flesh, and he takes a sharp inhale – bingo. you knew toji’s body as well as he knew yours, and he was always was weak for the way you’d nibble and bite on his neck as he fucked you dumb.

“are you gonna cum for me?” you mock mirroring his question, his strokes was getting sloppier, you could tell he was close. but you were not far behind, squirming in his lap about to reach your climax.there were no words that needed to be spoken as you and toji both cum together, your cunt too overloaded with both of your cum, making it drip out all over his dick.

“we should do this again sometime princess,” toji suggests, as you eventually hop off his dick and start putting back on your clothes, “you always know to fuck me right.”

“i’ll think about it,” you conclude, knowing that you’ll probably be back in less than a week, “and stop calling me that fucking nick name,” you say as you leave the room, the only response you hear being toji’s howling laughter.

☆ GETO

if there was one thing that you couldn’t deny your ex boyfriend had, it was his head skills. everytime without fail, he could have you sprawled out on any surface as his tongue laps your pussy. 

“s-shit, you’ve always been way too good at this,” 

“only, to please you,” he hums, pressing a soft kiss to your thigh, before going back to sucking on your clit. your hands knot his hair, pulling and tugging as he works on your folds. he loves it when you play in his hair, showing that he’s getting what he’s aiming for – giving you pleasure. 

your moans only encourage him to toy with your pussy harder, nipping and biting as your thighs clench around his head. he’s been at this for ages, tonguing your cunt for as long as possible, as if to see how long he’d be able to go. 

“sugu ‘m gonna cum,” you cry, pressure building up inside of you, “please let me cum.”

but he doesn't. ignoring your request completely, geto removes his mouth off of you. his lips were practically shining, coated in all the juices from your pussy.  “you know there was one thing we never got to do when we were together,” he starts to say, eyeing with a mischievous smile,

“which is…” you prompt, slightly upset at the lack of stimulation you were getting at your, now throbbing, pussy.

“you never sat on my face,” he utters just above a whisper, licking his lips at the thought of it. 

“but what if I—“

“don’t worry about any of that,” he murmurs, pushing himself further back on the bed, his eyes still focused on you, “come sit.”

you slowly work your way up his body, the mischief in his eyes making you feel excited. you pause, straddling his chest, your hands rest on his shoulders, “are you sure about this?”

“girl if you don’t–” he starts to say, but the rest of his sentence is muffled as he pulls you onto his face, his mouth enveloping your pussy. your hands immediately grip onto the headboard in front of you, as his tongue gives long strokes to your wet pussy, lapping up all the juices spilling from you. 

you were riding his face, your hips moving back and forth against his mouth with his head sandwiched between your thighs. “f-fuck sugu, it’s too much,” you moan out, throwing your head back. 

he grins in response, his hands gripping your ass pushing you onto his mouth deeper. he couldn’t get enough of you, the way you taste, the sweet scent of your pussy that he practically inhales, burying his nose in it.

“s-shit,” you curse, as your cunt explodes onto your ex’s face. you pause, catching your breath, still feeling the pleasurable high he just gave you. he still had his mouth on your pussy, eating up all the cum that was dripping out of you.

“hey suguru, wanna go and–” you turn to see gojo burst into the room, “oh shit, yn? are you two back together?” you scramble off of geto’s face, giving gojo the hardest glare for interrupting. 

“satoru, can’t you see that im busy,” geto chuckles, his mouth still covered with your cum, “im eating here.”

“right…” gojo nods, “i’ll leave you two too it,” but just before he leaves the room you here him yell, “im gonna tell everyone you’re back together.” you both chuckle at your friends antics, and geto pulls you back into him.

“get back on,” he smirks, “who said i was done?”

AN: so there we go. I love geto's part so much but maybe im biased idk. but yeahhh hope you enjoy the thoughts that I had at like 7 am. DIVIDERS BY @/CAFEKITSUNE

[beiibeiii]

i want to put a muzzle and a collar on Zoya and Arlecchino so much. The way they fuck you so well makes you forget who's on a leash with a muzzle

YOUR SO RIGHT ANONIE SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY MY INBOX HAS BEEN LEFT IN THE DARK FOR A WHILE 😨

arlecchino who uses you as her own flesh light, her cock is so big, hitting the right places inside you. she's careful not to dig her nails into your hips as she bounces you on her cock so roughly. your hand holding on the red leash on her collar. she groans as shes desperate for her sweet release, she just wants to fuck her cum so deeply into you :( shes already forgotten who has a collar and a muzzle on. you feel the bulge in your stomach. arlecchino is so close to cumming. her ragged breath is heavy. you tug on the leash, making her merciless pace slow down slightly.

"dont cum until i tell you to.."

you moan out breathlessly. she growls at your words. she wants to cum so badly, but she doesnt want to misbehave. you cum all over her cock. the white liquid squirting all over her cock. it felt so warm, she was holding back the urge the cum. your moans so beautiful. she couldn't hold it back. she groans as she cums hard into you. she didn't listen. she continues fucking you through your orgasm, pumping her cum right into you. you tug on her leash roughly this time. the look on your face showing your planning to edge her until the morning as punishment.

zoya has you in a mating press, her cock ploughing in and out of you at full speed. your thighs are so close to your face. you can hear her growls and ragged breath in your ear. her cock slams so deeply into you. shes getting too full of herself. your eyes roll back as you tug on the leash dangling from her neck.

"s-slow down.. dont you want.. ngh.. to be a good puppy..?" you say out breathlessly, her cock showing no mercy on you

she whines like a puppy that has accidentally been kicked. she slows down, she wants to kiss and bite you, but the stupid muzzle is in her way. she could easily rip the muzzle off her face but she doesn't want to be a bad puppy :( your warm walls feel so good against her hard cock. shes cant help but pick up her pace again. shes relentless as she bottoms out as, her grip on your shoulders tighten. your erotic moans and the sinful sound of skin slapping together is louder than anything. your definitely going to ride her until she cant cum anymore as punishment.

[inkdrinkerworld]

18+ ONLY

logan is such a ‘don’t run from me’ kinda guy when he knows he’s fucking you so good that you can’t take it anymore and try to come off his cock.

like he has you on your hands and knees, face pushed into the pillows on your bed as he absolutely ploughs into you.

his wife pleaser is stuck to his chest, sweat dripping down your back from how long you’ve been at it.

“lo,” you cry, body shaking from the force of his thrusts. his cock is hitting that one spot repeatedly and it’s making you ur toes curl and your arms tremble from holding you up.

it’s not too much until his thumb finds your clit and rolls it in quick circles. “gimme one more.” his voice is gruff, short huffs of air timed perfectly between him fucking you.

to make matters worse for you - read better- he leans over you, teeth sinking into the meat of your back. it forces a moan from you, and it causes your brain to fog even more- he’s too deep your brain decides amidst all the pleasure.

he’s too deep and it’s too good and your body can’t handle the pleasure that’s building so you try to run.

logan can’t fight the grin that breaks on his face as he realises. “m’sorry sweets, y’ain’t running from this,”

he says it so casually- as though he’s not fucking you within an inch of your life and sanity.

“you’re not running from my cock.” his hips slow but he goes deeper, thrusts a little harder too making your fingers grip the sheets harder.

“logan, please.” you beg, face turned to look at him but all logan sees is your face showing how much pleasure you’re in. you don’t really know what you’re begging for.

“please what hm? pretty sure you don’t even know what you’re begging for princess,” his thrusts speed up a bit and involuntarily you’re coming around him. “just like that baby, fuck.” he groans, abs clenched as he tries to stave off his orgasm a little longer.

“why don’t you let me and your pussy have some alone time? she’s enjoying everything i give her.”

[sureallavnder]

18+ mdni

Theodore - Theodore Nott

mine part 2 - SMUT ALL THE SMUT

song partially inspired - daddy issued by the nieghbourhood

warnings - oral (f recieving), hand on neck, theo holding your wrists, dom!theo, a little aftercare, slaps on ass/thigh

You were his baby girl and he wouldn't let you forget it, so frail. He loved the control he had over you.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Dragging you into his dorm room with a force only Theo could possess. He locked the door behind you while spinning you round to hold you against his hips.

Trailing his hands with prominent viens between your perky breasts and down your stomach he gripped at your body randomly as a little reminder.

You were aching for his touch, honestly thinking you've never been this desperate in your life. He knew this and made it very clear he wasn't going to be quick.

Theo loved teasing, he especially loved when you used his full name. 'Theodore' was what he always wanted to be called while he was fucking your brains out or 'treating you' as he called it.

''Now i think its very imortant that i remind you who the fuck you belong to, isn't that right little girl'' he smirked ferociously.

Theo knew exacatly what turned you on, he knew you better than anyone else. Inside and out (literally).

The love of your life suddenly threw you onto his dorm bed. You gripped at the sheets with anticipation, not knowing what he was going to do next.

But you should've guessed...

Theo rushly pulled you to the edge of the bed, putting your legs over his muscular shoulders. Ripping your panties apart with all the determination in the world. He ploughed his face into your dripping pussy, licking and sucking messily. The one way Theo loved to make you cum was eating you out, your juices covering his tongue. Maybe he'd add some fingering if he was feeling generous (which wasn't very often).

''Theo... please'' you begged him to make you cum.

Stopping, with a harsh slap to your upper thigh. ''Excuse you. What do you call me?'' He wasn't going to keep going until you understood he wasn't playing this time.

''Theodore'' you whimpered.

Putting his face back on your cunt ''Better'' he mastered.

Theo let go of your pussy which was in desprate need of his touch. Turning you over and pulling you onto your knees, face down, he pulled your hands behind your back as he knows you move too much.

With his other hand he undid his belt and slowly pulled it out of the loops on his black jeans. Placing it beside you where you could see it 'just in case'.

''Theodore stop teasing'' you had never been this in need of him and his teasing wasn't helping.

''Not a chance baby'' he laughed at your desperation.

Moving onto his jeans which fit perfectly round his body, he embarrassingly struggled to undo the button and zip with just one hand. But he wasn't going to let you know that.

Eventually he manged, pulling his jeans down to his knees. He grabbed his thick shaft and teased your opening with just the tip.

''THEO'' you screamed at him.

A fast and hard slap reaches your ass. ''Do i have to remind you every fucking time?''

''No sorry... Theodore i need you.'' you didn't know how to get him to fuck you faster.

He leant forward and snuck a hand round your neck nibbling your ear lobe.

''Beg me'' he whispered in your ear, slightly moaning.

You started begging in every way you knew how, moaning and squirming (which he put a stop to quickly). He let you beg for a couple minutes before slowly pushing deep inside.

He started pounding slow and steading but speeding up quickly.

His pounding lasting, still grabbing your neck.

With a couple slaps and grabs to your ass with his free hand, it didn't take you long to reach your climax...

Theo could tell you were close and, wanting to cum with you, he decided he would let you cum today.

''Cum with me'' Theo was demading more than anything.

With some moans and a bit more fucking, you came together, moans intertwined. Theo moaning, and spilling out some 'fucks' and 'shits', directly in your ear as he hadn't left your side. Hand still on your neck.

He released his hand from your neck, pushing himself up, and slowly pulled out as you were super sensitive. You collapsed on the bed and Theo snuggled up to your side hand around your chest cupping your face stroking gently.

''You did so good baby'' he smiles as he says this.

You cuddled like this for the rest of the evening before fianlly getting up to change into pyjamas. You stayed in Theo's dorm that night cuddling while he said sweet nothing to you as you fell asleep.

[aemndxx]

would rafe be into his girl taking charge in the bedroom? 🤔

𝓇.cameron. ┆ make daddy proud.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ jus' tryna get thru these lil request(s) while i'm high as shit right now . <3

mmmm.... absolutely not, rafe's not into that shit at all, and if you ever even attempted to try or just play 'round with him, he'd get so pissed off and would most likely punish you by not letting you cum on his cock like you always do—little princess that you're—tho trust me, it's just as tortuous, if not more tortuous for rafe too cause he loves when he's feeling his girl's tight, drenched little pussy quivering and fluttering around him while he's pounding your shit into his bed at tannyhill... a typical tuesday night. <3

"oh? yea? you − you wanna try that shit again, baby?" he taunts gruffly, reaching down and slapping your aching, needy clit repeatedly, more harsher with each slap given before. "i can't hear you, little fuckin' whore," he snarls, ploughing into your drooling cunt with sharp, frantic movements of his hips, reaching up to pinch and pluck at both of your swollen, puffy little nipples, smirking when you try to squirm away from his rough touch.

meanwhile, rafe was panting heavily, huffing as electricity shot down his spine, making his abs clench every time he thrusted back inside of you faster, faster, faster—his lust-blown eyes flickering back and forth between watching as your gorgeous, perky tits continued bouncing wildly with each brutal thrust of his, only to then look back down to where his cock kept repeatedly fucking into you, drilling into you at breakneck speed, over and over and over again.

"n-no, no daddy! p-please, please… i'm.. 'm sorry, dad," you wail femininely, sounding so sweet and deliriously fucked out, before you eventually let out a high-pitched squeal, feeling your boyfriend's calloused fingertips rub quick, nearly painful circles around your swollen, throbbing nub, feeling your creamy juices dripping down to his heavy balls, coating his cock entirely like the needy little slut that you are.

"yeaaa, that's right, baby… isn't it? you gon' be dad's good girl from now on, no more misbehaving, hm?" rafe coos meanly, a breathless, manic chuckle escaping him as he feels his cock begin spurting his seed into your guts, filling you up with his hot, scorching load. "mhmm, yea—take that shit like a good girl."

[bandcampsnoop]

6/22/23.

Lewsberg (Rotterdam) is one of my favorite bands from Netherlands (the other is Bingo Trappers). Lewsberg grooves like Mo Tucker and strums like Lou Reed. And yes, I know that means they can remind a listener of the Velvet Underground. By extension that means they also recall The Feelies, The Trypes or Speed the Plough.

A couple of years back I bought the excellent "Six Hills" 7" released by Speedy Wunderground. Now we have this two song cassette containing 2 alternate versions of songs that will appear on the soon-to-be-released LP "Out & About".

This cassette looks to be self-released. If interested, check out another great Rotterdam band, Kwartet Niek Hilkmann.

[lyneira]

random spicy headcanons featuring haganezuka, rengoku, tengen, sanemi, giyuu, and gyomei!

fem!reader x rengoku, tengen, giyuu, gyomei, sanemi, haganezuka (separate)

cw: penetration, oral, praise kink, breeding kink, body worship, mentions of kama sutra positions

RENGOKU (continued, check out my first post!)

Fucks fast, and like I said in my initial post about him, he'd enjoy a position where he's firmly grounded in order to fuck you at the speed he desires. Therefore, he'd likely prefer to be standing up as he thrusts into you. Maybe having you on the edge of the bed in mating press as he stands, hovering over you as his cock slams into your core repeatedly. Or he might fuck you up against the wall, holding onto your thighs wrapped around him as you'd cling to him for dear life. Not only does he have incredible speed, but he also has the stamina to match it. Everything that he'd do would be overwhelming.

eager as heck, if you even mention anything relating to having sex or mention even the subtlest innuendo, he'll be stripping off his clothes and will be pouncing on you immediately the moment you two were finally alone. And when he'd pull down his pants, you'd see that his cock would be proudly shot up, hard with precum staining his tip. He'd been holding in his arousal for you this entire time and would be making you responsible for it.

If you asked him to be slow, he would go slow...initially. It's until he's swept up in the ecstasy of your cunt squeezing around him and sucking him in that he'd begin to both quicken his pace and bury himself inside of you even deeper.

The faster he thrusts, the more he would run his mouth and babble on like, "haa, you feel so good! so good..!! I think I'm gonna cum...ah-! Cum with me, y/n..! I wanna feel you release around me...!" and before you can say a word, he'll let his seed spill into your core, letting out a choked moan as he does so. Although he pauses for a second to catch his breath from his high, he wouldn't waste any more time before continuing to thrust into you, ensuring that his wish be granted. And so it would when he he reaches down to rub circles on your clit and hits your sweet spot. With the spasming of your walls, you'd finally let you're own juices envelop him, and he'd smile at the sound of each wet, sloppy smack that occured as he slowly dragged his cock in and out of you. "Ahaha...there we go...that's a good girl"

he'll always be honest with you, even if it might sound a little graphic. He might tell you something like, "be prepared for what's coming later. I'm gonna fuck you 'til the morning comes" and none of it would be an exaggeration. He will be fucking you until the sun rises. He's not one to say things just for show. Anything that he says is a promise to you. So when he also says that he'll make you cum over and over again, you will be coming over and over again. And if he says that you'll be having his babies, you will be carrying his children soon enough.

UZUI

would totally manhandle you and would do you in the freakiest positions that would test the flexibility of both you and him, as well as strength. With his physique and physical prowess, putting you in any kind of position would be so easy for him. Whether he'd have known the positions in the kama sutra or not, he would've already tried them out with you. 69, Lotus position, Plough position, Hero position, Star position, Frog position- you name it. This man is kinky as he is flashy.

Tengen's a total dom, but I think he'd have times where he'd enjoy laying back and letting you do most of the work. Therefore, unlike Kyojuro, he'd probably enjoy having sex sitting down or laying down. Probably would enjoy you riding him with you straddled on his lap, in a cowgirl or reverse cowgirl position. And he wouldn't mind you sitting down either... particularly on his face. Don't you dare try to hold back by simply hovering your pussy over his lips, he wants you to truly sit and feel all of your weight pressing down on him. That way, he could give your lower lips the deepest kisses, as well as the most passionate french kisses, delving his tongue deeper into you. He'd enjoy watching the exasperated and blissful look on your face as he pleasured you from below, widening his smile into your cunt

He'd punish you if you were ever being naughty or difficult, and would do so by edging you, and then overstimulating you. Again, he'd observe your face, waiting until your brows furrowed and your mouth went agape as he was fucking you into your next high. Yet, before you could ever reach it, he'd quickly pull out, letting your walls clench over nothing. Despite your pouts and glances of frustration at him, he'd do this multiple times until he can no longer resist your adorable expressions. So when he finally lets you orgasm, seeing the blush spread on your cheeks and cloudy look of lust shroud over your half-lidded eyes, he can't help but continue to fuck you. Then those hazy eyes of yours would soon be flooded by tears, overwhelmed by the stimulation he would be giving you.

would probably enjoy fucking you doggy style too though, so that he could slap your ass easily.

I think he wouldn't mind public sex? The thrill of possibly getting caught would entice him. With that risk of getting caught, he'd be teasing bastard for sure, and a cocky one too. He'd be the type to hush you when your moans were growing in volume, "Quiet now, darling... you wouldn't want anyone to hear you now, would you?", all while having the biggest smirk on his face. And the most irritating thing about all of this is that the truth is he would definitely want someone to hear how good he was fucking you, and you know it.

HAGANEZUKA

Look, I know Haganezuka can have a rough and aggressive streak with his temper, but I think he'd have the capacity to be just as tender.

Okay, this is gonna be a weird analogy but hear me out: If he loves you enough, he'd treat you the same way he'd treat his swords-- with extreme care. So much that I see him being into body worship, trailing kisses up and down your body, and muttering his adoration of you against your skin. He'll be passionate about you and it'll show in the way he holds your body so delicately, afraid of giving you the slightest scratch.

And with that kind of passion for you, it'd feel like heaven to him when he's finally able to thrust it all into you, all of his love and admiration.

On the other hand, I don't think he'd mind it at all if you left scratches and bite marks on him during the act. In fact he'd love it if you did. Just as he receives scars and callouses as a result from smithing the toughest blades, he'd view the marks you'd give him as a testament to how well he was fucking you. He would bean with pride at the sight of it.

This is kinda weird, but I'd see him putting up windchimes in the bedroom as to soothe him and assist him in being more gentle whenever his temper is raging. He knows how big he is and how he could get carried away in the heat of the moment, letting all his frustrations out on you, so he'd try, to the best of his ability, to be more soft. The last thing he'd want is for you to get hurt, after all, and if that means having to set up windchimes around the room, so be it.

also, he'd be the type to growl when he's balls-deep inside of you and you're squeezing around him so tightly. I just know it.

The persistence and determination of this man would be off the charts. He's not stopping until he's fucked you right; that means he isn't stopping unless your body was trembling and spasming underneath him, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure he was giving you. Feeling the way your thighs would shake at the sides of his head and feeling the way you would jerk your hips into his mouth as he ate you out, would please him so much.

SANEMI

My initial thought for Sanemi would be that he's a mean dom, but I honestly feel like he could be a soft/service dom too. This man is just a big tsundere

I think he'd totally start off sex like, "Ha! You're such a dirty whore. If you want my cock so much, then beg for it" but as he's fucking you, he'd whisper, under gritted teeth, nearly reaching his climax, "I love you so fucking much...cum with me, yeah? come on, I've got you"

Like, he puts up a rough and intimidating front, but would totally melt in your arms if you gave yourself to him and took care of him.

cradle his head as he sucks on your tiddies, he'd be drunk on your milk and would smother his face in between them. He also wants to take care of you, so he'd probably finger you as he sucked upon your breasts, giving you stimulation in both erogenous areas. And when you release, he'll pull them out to lick off your nectar stained on his thick fingers, and would give you a kiss, allowing you to get a taste of yourself

Most of all, Sanemi always wants to protect you. He'd probably cling to your waist tightly as he fucked you. While his embrace might give you a sense of security, it would also do the same for him. You were here in his arms, safe and sound, where nothing could ever harm you; that all what matters to him

Call out his name in bed, it would delight him tremendously. Hearing you scream for him would not only swell his pride, but more importantly, it would make him feel needed. So when you call out his name, of course, he'll be there for you, and would tend to your needs.

Screaming his name as he further buried himself inside you, he'd lowly groan into your ear, "I'm here, pretty girl...and I'm gonna make you cum all over me. I know you'll love that"

I'll probably write mean dom Sanemi in another post, stay tuned LOL

GYOMEI

he will be the most gentle with you. He's so afraid of hurting you, but still wants to pleasure you.

Your pleasure is his pleasure, so when he hears your sweet sighs and moans, it would all shoot straight down to his cock

Therefore, in that case, he'd likely have you take the reins more often when it comes to sex. He'd enjoy you riding him, hitching his breath when you first gently insert the tip into your cunt, getting used to his girth, before letting yourself sink down on him to take a little bit more of his length, which was already stretching you out like crazy. He'll let you take your time putting it inside, and when your walls have adjusted and his length is able to slide in and out with ease, he'll begin thrusting up into you himself. As you begin to tire out and he's reaching his own high, he'll instinctively take hold of your hips and bounce you on his cock with his own strength. So even if your legs give out and you go limp, he'll still be fucking you.

Your jaw will most definitely hurt after sucking him off, because everything about him is HUGE

He'd be perceptive in bed, listening closely to your breathing, your heartbeat, to your moans and cries, taking note of which motions bring you pain or pleasure, and he'll make love to you accordingly. Despite observing all of these things, he'd still make sure to verbally ask you if you were okay.

Even though he aims to be gentle, he isn't opposed to bringing you to your limits during sex. He wouldn't want neither of you to miss out on the euphoria that the act of making love has to offer due to fear. He wants to make love to you wholeheartedly. Thus, he'll often grasp your hand firmly to reassure you when he was splitting you open and after you both reach your highs, he'll softly caress your cheek and press a deep kiss to your temple, telling you how good you've done

GIYUU

not very vocal, the most he'll do is grunt or groan.

Rather, he communicates a lot more through his eyes (if you've watched the demon slayer ova, you'll know what I'm talking about). He believes that "the eyes are the windows into a person's heart", so he would always seek your gaze as he makes love to you, wanting to know how you're feeling, how much you're enjoying it, and in his gaze, you'd find such admiration looking back at you. His eyes would always be seeking your permission before proceeding

hence, he'd prefer positions in which he can face you (so missionary, cowgirl, mating press, all that jazz)

he'd fall for you all over again if you would tell him what you love about him or praised him in general during sex because he cares about what you think of him. Heck, if you just said that he feel so good, then that's enough to make him bust a nut lol

a/n: I honestly did giyuu a little dirty by not giving him as many hcs, I'll probably continue his in another post lol

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[cheriladycl01]

The Rookie Prodigy - Carlos Sainz x Driver! Reader Part 1

Plot: You are a rookie coming into the 2022 season of Formula one into Alfa Romeo with team member Zhou Guanyu, being in a mid tier team can you help them rise up the ranks. What pressures occur for the only rookie within the 2022 line up!

"We have had some amazing announcements this year. We only have two rookies on the grid this year that have a confirmed seat both in Alfa Romeo. So it should be an interesting season for them!" the first reporter says while walking around the paddock.

"Yes, its very uncommon to see a team take on two rookies in the same season, so it'll be interesting to see if they under perform based on these statistics or not" the other one admits.

Currently you were sat with Zhou your current team mate, he was teaching you a little bit of Chinese at your request.

"Are you nervous for today?" you ask him, you'd both done lots of media over the break so people could get to know you before the season start in Bahrain had begun.

"A little, but we will drive the very best that we can. I know it" he says pulling you into a side hug. You'd gotten very close to your team mate, both being rookies on the same team made you both sort of outcasts on the grid. Today would be your first time talking to the other 18 drivers.

"We'll be fine i promise" he says before walking towards his car in the Alpha Romeo garage, you walk over to your race engineer Paul and go through the different strategies to make sure you know what each one means.

"Okay, its time for your first race, you got this. Remember your starting P11 and Zhou is starting P15. So you just got to make up some pace, and you'll be in points region. Get a good start, and overtake Esteban while defending from Mick, Lando may help you with that but you'll need to then defend from him" he advices and you nod. You take your helmet that your best friend designed for you on place it over your head.

Paul, taps the back of your helmet covered head, before bumping fits with you. You pull yourself into the car under the halo before placing the wheel on.

"Okay, lets go and grab some points" Paul says after he'd checked the radio to make sure you had good connection.

At the start lights you had an impeccable start going wide on the outside of Ocon and Gasly and moving into 9th place. Lando had managed to overtake Mick and was gaining.

"Amazing start Y/N P9 as of now. George ahead, attempt overtake at turn 4. He's 0.4 seconds ahead" you hear your race engineer point out. You can see the Mercedes ahead, and going into turn for you go for the risky move and break later than George. You gave him enough room and he swung wide, not wanting to damage the car giving you a gap to get through.

"What's this Martin! Y/N is storming through this track, starting in P11 and she's already made her way up to P8 taking over drivers who have been in F1 much longer than her. This is some incredible driving we are seeing"

Eventually you had to pit, but it was an exceptionally fast pit-stop that was well timed from your team and had you coming out behind Gasly . You went a few laps, dancing around with him where you both had the pace, but the minute your tires warmed up and his had worn out enough you ploughed on ahead creating a large time gap along the straight.

"You've got Alonso ahead, 1.2 second gap, lets close it on those Sector 2 corners" Paul directs. In no time you make your way up to P6, Magnussen was ahead in P5.

"How many laps left? Can i catch him?" you ask your engineer.

"2 seconds ahead and 10 laps, you can catch him if you speed up Sector 1" he advises. You put you head to it, and managed to overtake.

"This is insane Alfa Romeo are storming this season along with Ferrari, right now, we have Charles Leclerc in P1, Carlos Sainz in P2, Lewis Hamilton in P3 and oh what is this, its NOT, i repeat NOT a double finish for Mercedes, Y/N has overtaken George Russell even on the older tires. And her counter part in Alfa Romeo is in P9 this is an amazing start to the season for the two Ferrari teams"

"AND THAT'S IT CHARLES LECLERC HAS COME FIRST AT BAHRAIN, SAINZ IN SECOND, HAMILTON IN THIRD"

"You've done it Y/N that's P4 we now have 14 points at the starts of the season!" Paul voices. You pull up jumping out your car and hugging everyone.

"I don't think i could have done it if Max and Checo finished, they would have come ahead of me!" you admit, you pull your helmet off balaclava coming off with it. The top bit of your hair was sheened with sweat. You run your hands through it trying to get some more volume through it.

"You'll be in an interview with the TOP 5, from today" Fred says patting your back, he guides you to where the interviews out there.

"Oh Carlos, Charles come say hello to Y/N you haven't met her yet!" Fred offers you up and the two Ferrari boys come over.

"Wow, you are more beautiful in real life than you are in your driver picture!" Carlos says taking your hand and kissing it, a blush coming onto your face.

"You are a fantastic rookie!" Charles compliments pulling you into a hug before offering you up his water. You nod realizing you hadn't picked yours up from the garage.

"Thank you, I'm dying" you joke, and sky from his Ferrari bottle before handing it back to him.

"Omg that's Lewis Hamilton" you whisper looking over at the 7 time world champion that was ahead of you.

"Why didn't we get that reaction mi hermosa?" Carlos asks, and you blush.

"It's Lewis Hamilton!" you say just looking at him in awe.

"Hey great race today Y/L/N. Haven't seen a rookie like you since myself"

"Oh my god" you says in awe. He pulls you into a hug and starts to ask you questions, while Carlos keeps interrupting.

"Well its actually funny because I've been watching you for the last two years in F2" Carlos says as Lewis asks you what prior championships you'd won and how you'd got your seat in Alfa Romeo.

"Oh, you did?" you ask.

"Yeah I actually came to the garage one time, not yours but i was there!"

"That's cool man, I also kept up with her career. I just like to ask so people can gloat about their own achievements, its good for the soul" he smiled a little awkwardly at Carlos and his sudden need to prove that he, knew you better? Is that what that was?

"Come on guys, time for interviews" one of the directors call, George, Lewis and Charles start to walk through but Carlos grabs your hand and holds you back.

"Come out with me tonight, to celebrate?" he asks, however your PR manager comes out and pulls you away from him.

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[wettvagina]

"Fuckkkk" you moaned like a bitch, Eren pulled out his cock from your needy, damp pussy, slapping the tip on your clit before plunging in again, with a loud slap from his heavy balls hitting your cheeks.

Eren had your back arched, toes curled and face stuffed in a pillow, your moans and screams were muffled into the cotton fabric as he pounded into your pussy.

"E-Eren, slow down, damn." you pleaded, eyes red and lips swollen as you arched your back. "Nah, take it." Eren groaned as he slammed his pelvis onto your ass, watching his dick submerge into your welcoming pussy.

There was a ring of yours and his cream around his dick as he continuously ploughed into you at full speed, "You're gonna take this dick, fucking bitch." he grunted as he laid a heavy slap to your cheek, leavy a red mark on the curve of flesh. "Fuckkk, please ,daddy." you begged, your pleads being ignored when he grabbed at the back of your head and pushed it into the pillow, increasing the speed at which he was pounding into you.

"Wasn't you begging for this dick earlier?" he asked himself, gripping onto your hips with his large hands, pushing himself deeper into you, the flesh of your ass was soft against his hips, "So fucking take it." Eren cursed while drawing himself out of you, and then pushing himself back in with a heavy, hard thrust.

Your legs were shaking and Eren wasn't slowing down, your heart was pounding in your chest and your throat was feeling sore with all the screaming and moaning, you gripped onto the white sheets with both of your hands as you felt Eren's dick.

His massive, girthy pink-to-brown gradient cock sent shock waves throughout your body, as he used you like a come dump, his thrusts hard and rough. "Goddamn." Eren grunted, sounds of skin slapping filled the room and Eren's grip on your hips slowly softened, however you felt the vacancy his hands on your hips when his hands dug into the flesh of the back of your neck, tracing towards your shoulders, then both of his hands were on either side of your shoulders, using it as a method of fucking himself deeper into you.

"Shit- Eren, please." you whined, feeling his dick all in your stomach, soon you felt his large dick tensen inside of you, but he was still ramming into you at full speed, "-shit, 'm gonna- fuck!" Eren groaned as his pace slowly decreased, "Fuck, come inside me." you moaned.

Eren gripped onto your ass as his cock sunk into your pussy, coming deep inside of you as his head rolled back, and his mouth wide open. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Eren cursed as you felt his warm, creamy come enter your pussy, stuffing you along with his cock, causing his come to drip down your thighs.

[kozuwhore]

crawl a little further on the bed ✩ ˛˚ .

𝜗𝜚 synopsis ⦂ scar's dirty mouth landed you in a situation where he has no choice but to see you get fucked by your beloved jiyan, who wants to make sure that the criminal knows you're his. 𝜗𝜚 warnings ⦂ scar x reader x jiyan, dom!jiyan, reader has female attributes, jiyan and reader are dating, doggy style, implied threesome, tummy bulge, sir kink, slight degrading, dirty talk, hair pulling and bondage (scar is tied up).

𝜗𝜚 notes ⦂ i have never played wuthering waves (and i doubt i will because of my time w genshin) but a friend gave me some ideas for these two losers and i just had to write it hehe <33

"jiyan, come on, man. you've had your fun with the pretty baby, don't cha think?" scar huffed with a cocky grin, watching as the teal haired man flip you onto your stomach, pushing his thick cock into your gummy walls.

"mhm, shut up, scar. fucking bastard..." jiyan snapped back, ploughing into you at a speed so fast that you swore you could see stars.

god knows how long this has been going on. hell, you're too braindead to think about anything else other than jiyan and his cock that continuously shows a bulge on your stomach every time he thrusts back inside. a slight tug of your head snaps you out of your fucked out trance, looking up at the well-built man with teary eyes.

"s-sir, i wa-- ngh, i want a kiss. please c-can i have a kiss?" you sniffed, a euphoric feeling rushed through your vieins as jiyan grabbed your neck and kissed you roughly, despite intending to give his angel the softest kiss imaginable.

jiyan is always soft when it comes to you; even now, he isn't usually this rough. but that bastard scar just couldn't keep his mouth shut about how much better he'd be able to treat you and that the imprints on your body from his teeth and fingers would sure to stay for a couple of months, just to show everyone he's the better man.

thinking back on it only made jiyan go harder on your pretty body, forcing your back into such a sexy arch that scar was sure he was gonna cum on the spot from. truth be told, he got hard from the moment the teal-haired man tied him up, but of course he was never gonna admit that (unless he tries it with you).

"how we holdin' up there, baby?" scar smirked, shifting in his seat as he manspreads. "you think he's doing a good job? or do you want me to show you a good time?"

before you could even answer, jiyan had your face shoved into the mattress. the sounds of your muffled moans only made jiyan go harder and rougher as he looked back at scar. despite the red-rooted criminal pissing him off to no extent, jiyan has to admit that if it weren't for him, you would have never felt this much pleasure before.

"don't look at him, angel. just pay attention to me; the stupid bastard is just bluffin'," jiyan panted heavily, the grip on your hair growing tighter as scar's mocking laughter echoed through the room.

"you really think i'd go back on my word?" he laughed once more, his cock throbbing painfully in desperate need for release. "c'mon, baby doll; my dick is hurting so bad and i need a good slut to help me out. i'll cum in ya mouth if you prefer that, but i'm sure i can stretch you so good that tight hole would be crying out f' me."

slowly turning your head for your flushed cheek to rest on the mattress, the sight of a tent in scar's pants made drool and drip down your puffy lips. it was a grand idea to imagine; jiyan continuing to pivot his hips with his curve brushing up and down your walls while scar facefucked you until you saw the gates of heaven.

with the little courage you had in you, your hand gently grabbed hold of jiyan's wrist as he clutched onto your wrist. almost immediately, he knew what you were going to ask, furrowing his eyebrows as he said "no, angel. i'm not letting him touch what's mine."

"ngh, please, sir," you barely managed to speak that whole sentence with how sore your throat was. "it-- it'll just be a one time thing. i promise," a sniff escaped your nose, slowly turning your cock stuffed body on its back to face him.

christ, jiyan could never say no to you. if he could, he would give you the entire world, but the thought of having to share his one and only with someone else (especially when it comes to scar), he'd rather die. however, upon jiyan cracking his head towards the criminal, who looked at him with an 'i told you so' smirk, you felt your boyfriend's cock slip out of you as he stepped off the bed.

"like they said, this is just gonna be a one time thing," jiyan stated darkly, untying the red ropes from around the bound criminal's wrists and legs against the chair.

scar only hummed softly, opening and closing his hands to relax them before pushing the teal haired man back. "yeah yeah, we'll see after who makes them cum the most," his red eyes darted towards you, glistening with more lust than he was before. "heh, might even be a little bit better if i got you to squirt, baby."

[sparkarrestor]

Double-Back

Written By: SparkArrester

   

  Gordon the Big Engine was feeling unwell. He was out of breath and his cylinders ached. The Fat Controller met him after the first few days with news.

“You are in need of a general repair”, he said, “Now, it’s nothing serious, and you’ll be back in about a week or two. James shall take you on his goods train later tomorrow.”

“Oh, superb…”, grunted Gordon as James gave him a smug look, “But who will take my express? Sure not little James or Henry, the holiday traffic’s too much for the likes of them…”

“Well…”, said the Fat Controller, “They’re too busy to help out, so I’ve decided to loan an… express diesel from BR.”

Vulgar noises greeted this, accompanied by loud wheeshes of steam, but they quickly subsided after a few stern looks from the Fat Controller. That didn’t mean the engines kept their grievances bottled up. James was the first to speak after the Fat Controller left.

“Honestly!”, he rapped, “Why does the Fat Controller insist on bringing these wretched, good for nothing diesels onto our railway!”

“I have no idea…” muttered BoCo, who was stood next to James.

James tried to recover, but everything he seemed to say made it worse, and eventually he just left it alone. The Scottish Twins continued.

“He’ll probably bring in a diesel from tha' West Coast Mainline”, said Donald, “Me ‘n Douggie met a whole load o’ new express diesels back in yon fifties.”

“Aye.” continued Douglas, “They were some o’ tha rudest diesels we ever met, kept on babbling aboot how easier and simpler they were tae use compared to uz steam engines, and I have no doubt this one will just the same.”

The engines hoped they were wrong.

They weren’t. The diesel arrived just after Gordon went away for his repairs. Her name was Centurion.  She was bigger than Bear and BoCo, big and boxy with 6 wheels on each bogie. She stared at the engines when she was readied for work in the morning.

“Ugh…”, she snorted, “Look at you all. Hours and you’re still not ready. All I need is a key and, like that, I’m off…”

“Yes.” drawled Duck, “That’s the first time we’ve heard a diesel say that. Are all mainland engines this unoriginal?”

“Why you little-”

It was just then that the twins puffed into the yard after snow ploughing. Centurion snorted at the twins.

“And wa’ do ye mean by tha’?” glowered Douglas.

“Oh, I just haven’t seen your kind in a while, let alone moving about! The last few of you were dealt with as my family arrived… I doubt the men missed them, obtuse old things. They never had to fuss around us diesels…”

Centurion then departed for her train. All the engines in the shouted after her, telling her just what they thought of her little display. 

For all her poor social graces, Centurion worked well, keeping to time and treating the coaches well. She even hauled goods trains with little complaints or remarks. That, however, was saved for when she was off duty. The diesels on the Fat Controller’s railway had accepted the fact that they’d have to wait on the steam engines every so often. The mainlanders were right in that they had to have more fuss over them. If you asked Centurion, however, you would think that it would take hours to complete a steam engine's “weird rituals”. She’d complain at having to wait on engines to “get steam up” and how time consuming it was taking on both coal and water, not to mention the soot and ash disposal wagons she’d gag at while passing by. The biggest source of ire for her, however, was the turntable.

“Imagine!”, she said one morning, “Needing a great big thing just to work in two directions!”

“Oi!”, spluttered James, “We need it! It’s unsafe to travel backwards at speed!”

“Aye!”, added Donald, “We’ll gladly tak tha’ extra time if it guarantees the safety of uz and whatever we’re pulling!”

“Us diesels don’t need such silly things!”, she giggled, “We work well forwards and backwards!”

She switched from her “A” end to her “B” end as she said this, and purred off to the morning express.

A few days afterward, Centurion was once again being readied. It would be one of her last runs on Sodor, with Gordon’s repairs being nearly completed. She started rather quickly, and purred forward. Only Duck had pressure, the others still being steamed, and she honked her horn cheekily. They all shot her glares, but she didn’t care. She certainly did care when she stopped suddenly and looked up. Duck was still on the turntable. 

“Awwww, taking a little spin are we, pannier?”, she mocked, “How cute… now get a move on, I’ll not have my last day here messed up. I thought tank engines didn’t even need these stupid turny-things!”

“Turntable. I still have to get out of the sheds you know!”

The turntable seemed to go even slower as Duck slowly turned to face Centurion, a snarky grin on his face. That seemed to be the last straw. As soon as the turntable lined up with Centurion’s road, she shot forwards. But her road wasn’t in line with any of the exit roads, and the turntable kept on moving. Or tried to, at least. Centurion yelped as her front went with the table while her rear stayed put before the table hissed and stopped abruptly. Duck, Centurion, and the mainline engines were now trapped.

The Fat Controller came to inspect the scene and grimaced. No one was hurt, and Centurion wasn’t even damaged (Though she did feel very uncomfortable!).

“I must say, I’m disappointed…”, began the Fat Controller, “Your visit was going so well. Now, almost all of our mainline engines are trapped, and the express will leave late!”

Centurion stammered an apology and looked towards her buffers.

The Fat Controller then looked around.

“Hmmm… where are the twins?”, he asked.

“Donald should be back with the return goods from the mainland”, answered Duck, “But, beg pardon sir, I doubt he’ll be strong enough to pull the express on his own. Err… if you were thinking that, that is.”

“Yes Duck, I was.” chuckled the Fat Controller, “But he and Douglas should manage just fine…”

At that moment Donald bustled in tender-first, which was expected. He halted outside the sheds and gaped as his smokebox was being cleaned out. Another whistle hailed the arrival of Douglas, also tender first.

“Hullo lads!”, he called, “Turntable up at Arlesbrough’s frozen solid and… I see tha’ there’s issues wi’ this one too…”

The Fat Controller thought hard as the twins were being filled in on the situation. He had hoped at least Douglas was facing the right way. But the express hadn’t even had it’s coaches shunted yet and it was to leave soon. This was the only real option. He explained the plan to the twins. 

“Now I trust you two to take it easy.” He said, “The works have a spare engine in case anything happens, so just get the train there.”

“Aye Sirr!”, Chorused the Twins as they made their way to the station.

The passengers were surprised as the twins got their coaches ready and ran around in front, both backwards. Still, they got in as quickly as they could, and the guard blew his whistle.

“Let’s go, Douggie!”, called Donald.

“Aye!”, replied Douglas, and the two set off, still backwards.

They got up to a decent pace, or as decent as their crews allowed, and made light work of the express. They didn’t have much of a good view in front, and their crews got whipped with wind and frost, but it was tolerable. Even backwards, the twins knew the line well, and speed up and slowed down with each straight or curve. Even the hill wasn’t a challenge for them. They made it to the works station in good time and came off the train ready for one of the diesels to take over. However…

“The points and turntable are frozen solid!”, said the yard manager, “It’ll take too long to thaw them out! Can you two continue?”

“Heh, it’s nae problem!”

The twins quickly took on water and coal before running back to the train. They started with a will and got to the other end of the line in fine style. The mainland diesels looked in disbelief at the twins, who only smiled in return. The Fat Controller, who was on the train, congratulated them, and the two went off for a rest.

After a few hours, all was righted. Centurion was recovered and the mainline engines were let out. Gordon came home the next day as well, and gave his thanks to the twins for “Playing Tank Engine”. Centurion quietly went home to the mainland, with a newfound respect for steam engines and their “weird rituals”. All the same, she thought she’d never come back to Sodor. But that proved to be very wrong, indeed.