#ville thermale

[retrogeographie]

Royat, agglomération de Clermont-Ferrand, la mairie.

[valos-venus-doom]

In Our Diabolikal Rapture [a VV one-shot]

POV: You're on vacation in Lapland with Ville and a particularly heavy snowstorm has you snowed into your cabin

Requested by @reneetje ❤️

NSFW

The wind was so intense it was causing the windows of the cabin to rattle. It was day 3 of a snowstorm that kept you and Ville stuck inside your Air B&B in Rovaniemi, and Ville was pissed. He had so many plans for you both on this week-long break he was taking from work and so far most of his plans had been foiled by the unexpected snow squall. It least 2 feet of snow had fallen and Ville was occasionally popping out to smoke a cigarette and shovel it away from the walkway. But you knew he was going out there to grumble and cuss his disappointment out away from you. Ville was frustrated, but he didn’t want to rub off on you. He was still trying his best to make it a fun experience, knowing full well he’d be off to the grind in just a matter of days.

The door opened up and Ville stumbled in, quickly shutting the door behind him and taking off his outdoor gear.

You smiled at his frustration, “Babe, I honestly don’t know what you expected. It’s January in the arctic circle, of course its snowing.”

He side-eyed you as he kicked off his snow covered boots, “Shut up.” he muttered playfully. “And this isn’t snow. It’s fine if it snowed, it’s allowed to snow. In fact, I’ve *love* for it to snow. This? This is 315 tons of white bullshit. Not snow.”

“That… is an oddly specific number.” you blinked at him.

“2 feet of snow out there. 20 pounds of snow per square foot. Rovaneimi is 2,927 square meters. That’s 629,890 pounds of snow, or about 315 tons. Quick mental math.”

“Remind me why you dropped out of school again?” you giggled.

Ville had stripped down to his sleek black thermal pants and undershirt, both form fitting and framing his body just right and he sauntered over to the fireplace, throwing another two logs in to keep the fire roaring for you. “So, we’re done watching Breaking Bad. What else is on Netflix that we can binge until mother nature decides to stop being a cunt?” he plopped down on the couch beside you, lifting his arm to summon you so snuggle up against him.

You did just that, pulling the fluffy blanket you had over you over his lap too. “Ohh… I dunno. Do you want to check out–”

You were cut off by the electricity going out.

“You have GOT to be fucking kidding me.” Ville closed his eyes in utter frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“It’s fine.” you assured him. “It’s not going to last forever, I’m sure it’ll be back on soon.”

“I admire your optimism.” Ville grumbled. “I swear to fucking god I’m getting a partial refund.”

You laughed, “You’re going to ask Air B&B for a refund… because it snowed? Okay, Karen.”

Ville smirked, he knew he was being dramatic but he couldn’t help it. "I just want to make sure you’re having fun, that’s all. We only have four more days until we have to go back.”

“I can tell you a way we can have some fun.” you whisper, leaning in for a kiss. Your hand slowly dragging from his knee to the bulge in his tight thermal pants that left very little to the imagination.

“Mmm..” he moaned into the kiss as you lightly touched him, coaxing him into an erection. You pulled back from the kiss just to watch the look of bliss on his face, illuminated only by the firelight in front of you both.

His eyes flicked open for a moment so he could peel his shirt off and you followed suit. You had no bra underneath, you were left in just your panties. The cabin was getting chilly with the electricity being off, and you stood to throw the blanket you’d been using onto the floor between the couch and fireplace and quickly sat down. Ville smiled and slinked down off the couch to join you, placing himself on top of you between your legs.

Ville kissed you deeply as he wiggled out of his pants down to his boxers. He slowly and rhythmically rolled his hips, grinding his hard erection against your panties making you moan into his kiss. You loved when he dry humped you like this, it was flirty. It reminded you of messing around as a teen together and caused you to get even more wet.

“God you’re fucking beautiful.” he breathed against the skin of your neck, leaving little kisses under your ear. His hand traveled south, rubbing against your clothed mound. You rolled your hips against his hand, eager for him to touch you, and he quickly complied. You were soaking wet, making Ville chuckle. “Someone’s excited. I’ll bet you want me deep inside you, hm?” he purred in your ear, causing you to shiver. The baritone in his voice was practically orgasmic by itself.

“God yes, please.” you replied breathlessly.

Ville continued to kiss and nip at your neck as he got out of his boxers and began helping you remove your panties. “Lay back, let me take care of you.” he coaxed.

You laid down flat on your back, the blanket warmed from the fire closeby. “Spread your legs for me, there you go…” he continued, placing one of your legs over his shoulder as he kissed down your belly until he reached his destination. He kissed you gently, right over your clit causing it to throb with desire.

You felt his tongue drag delicately over your slit, still teasing and driving you mad. You moaned in agonizing anticipation, you wanted him to ravish you, but he was taking his time. Ville knew your ticks, he knew just how to keep you on the edge of climax the entire time so that when he finally pushed you over the finish line it would be explosive.

Deeper his tongue went, and your body was electrified. Your skin prickled with goosebumps as he licked and kissed every part of you. Quickly flicking his tongue repeatedly over your clit your legs began to tremble and stiffen.

“Ffffuck…” you groaned, your orgasm creeping up on you.

His mouth enveloped you, like he was taking a bite out of the juiciest fruit and he wanted every drop of its sweet nectar. It was like he was making out with your pussy and it drove you crazy.

“God please just give it to me.” you groaned.

“Well I do love when you call me God...” he muttered egotistically, biting his lip and placing his tip at the entrance of you, but not before rubbing it gently over your swollen clit, causing your hips to buck with painful wanting. “Look at me.” he instructed, and you immediately obeyed, willing to do anything to feel him inside you. “Good girl.” he praised before slowly entering you. “I just wanted to see those pretty eyes as I slid my cock in.” he smirked, groaning as he pushed as deep as he could. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want it.”

“How bad?”

You didn’t answer, you just whined wanting to to be fucked hard. Ville grinned, knowing he was winning whatever competition he had with himself in his head.

Throwing both your legs over his shoulders he began rhythmically thrusting, you could both hear just how wet you were, and you could feel how rock solid he’d become from all of the foreplay. He couldn’t help but stare at your face, mouth agape as he slowly fucked you. Taking care to thrust right up against your spot, the one he had memorized that would take you just to the edge of orgasm before he’d back off, building the burning desire within you both. He edged you multiple times until it became too much, you removed your legs from over his shoulders to around his waist, locking your feet behind his back. You wanted him deep and hard and you wanted to cum all over him.

Ville grunted as confirmation that the message was received. He began thrusting harder and deeper, picking up the pace. At the point, the only sounds aside from your load moans was the crackling fire and the sound of your bodies slapping against each other and echoing off the walls.

Ville’s eyes were shut tight, breathing through clenched teeth as he methodically pushed you towards your climax while trying to keep his at bay. He was never particularly vocal, but the occasional slip of a delicate, agonized moan from him suddenly propelled you over the edge. Your legs stiffened and locked around his lower back, as your pussy vice-gripped around his dick. “God yes. Please don’t– don’t stop.” wave after wave of rapture coursed over your body. “Fuck! Oh my god, Ville, yes!” you screamed as your orgasm rippled through your entire body.

“Oh… oh fuck.” Ville grunted as his hips twitched, “I’m cumming. Fuck, I’m cumming.” his eyes shut tight, mouth agape, a single strangled moan escaped him as he filled you. His chest heaved and body shivered as he came down from the high and rolled off of you to the warm blanket. Lying flat on his back he regulated his breathing and you rolled into him, head lying on his chest. You could hear his heart pounding.

“I love you.” he breathed.

“I love you too.” you replied sleepily, your voice raspy from screaming.

“Our neighbors probably heard you.” he chuckled. “It’s just as well, they should know Ville Valo knows how to fuck properly.”

You rolled your eyes, “Of course you’d say something dumb like that.”

“Shall I grab the pillows and blankets from the bed? Make up a little nest here in front of the fire for us to sleep in?” Ville suggested. You nodded happily, staring into the fire. “And then round two?” he asked with a smile, kissing the top of your head. You nod even more enthusiastically, making him laugh. “Your wish is my command.” he kissed the top of your head once more before getting up, still naked.

Before he could pull his clothes back on, the lights flickered and turned back on.

“See? I told you it wouldn’t be long.” you teased.

[jojou2]

وأنت تقترب من المكان ستجد نفسك تحدّق بتركيز شديد في تلك الصخور الكلسية المتداخلة محاولا أن تتبيّن أشكال البشر الذين مُسخوا إلى حجارة،مُستندا إلى قصة ظلت الأجيال ترويها بكثير من الانبهار والتشويق والدهشة.إنها قصة "حمام المسخوطين"الذي يُعدُّ من أشهر الحمّامات المعدنية في العالم

Cascade "Hammam Meskoutine" ou "hammam Debagh" en Algérie..

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La célèbre station Géothermale de Hammam Meskoutine ou hammam Debagh de Guelma en Algérie , est située à 1 km au nord-ouest de Héliopolis la plus grande ville , c' est une source thermale dont les eaux, provenant de la grande profondeur, sourdent à 100° degré de température (elles sont avec celles d’Islande parmi les plus chaudes au monde). Elles apparaissent en une dizaine de sources de fort débit (500 litres/seconde), qui sont très chargées en carbonate, qu’elles déposent à leur sortie , des formes Géologiques étonnantes : de multiples pointements coniques de toute taille, correspondant aux anciennes sorties de sources, et une cascade pétrifiée de 8 mètres de hauteur sur un front de 400 mètres.

ALGERIA

[sousleserablesenfeu]

Kinosaki-Onsen, ville thermale où l'on cuit volontiers dans l'eau chaude.

[e3khatena]

What're your top 4 favourite games of all time?

I actually pretty recently went through my Top 25 on Twitter but that's mostly a contextless image with no words to it, so I do wanna spend a little more time to highlight my four favorite games (1024 words):

4. Earthbound (SNES, 1995)

Earthbound is a truly superb JRPG, with a kitsch and a camp to it that feels simultaneously cheesily-dated and timeless to boot, with a charisma and world that's ripe for exploration, from a guy who is a master craftsman of compelling stories. This is by far my favorite game to actually play in the SNES' library.

3. Hypnospace Outlaw (PC/XBO/PS4/Switch, 2019)

Back-to-back 90s-flavored games with phenomenal storytelling, Hypnospace Outlaw is a game about playing the moderator of an alternate timeline's niche corner of the Internet. Users on Hypnospace create webpages with their mind so they can hang out and be productive while asleep, and the characters are deeply nuanced with tons of personal details and secrets in tow. It's fun to be an enforcer and track down cases, but it's just as fun to go down the rabbit hole and follow links, and your curious nature is handily rewarded with shortcuts, hacks to be a better enforcer, fun Angelfire/Geocities webpages with MIDIs or ripped MP3s for backing music, and an utterly stellar story of corporate mismanagement, cover-ups, and an attempt to pin this universe's Y2k bug on an innocent kid that makes up the game's final act, a retrospective as you work to archive Hypnospace for modern audiences and tie up any loose ends. Jay Tholen's world is eclectic, surreal, and so oppressively 90s that you *will* listen to their fake Linkin Park on its own long after you play this.

2. Hot Dogs, Horseshoes, & Hand Grenades (PCVR, 2016-)

Rust LTD's range simulator/physics sandbox stands out as one of the defining games in PCVR spaces. Being the brainchild of developer Anton Hand and having been in incredibly active development for eight years, H3VR's dedication to the craft of firearm simulation is matched with a quirky, lighthearted sense of humor that extends into the enemies; sosigs bleed mustard* and say cheesy one-liners or compliment the player before exploding into meat, and Anton's strict adherence to not including real-world human enemies or gore extends to the lore explanation of the seemingly endless number of enemies being a giant meat grinder and casing stuffer that brings units to life. This has pissed off *tons* of fans of other VR FPSes, but I've been long enamored with Anton's realization that what people want from gore (satisfying particles and deformation, cathartic violence) can be done super cheaply and in an approachable manner for all-ages while still maintaining a very strong network of AI pathing and handling systems.

Even if you aren't fighting the enemies, the game's core simulations are still fun to engage with, with lovingly rendered guns that let you see their specific oddities, effectively digitally preserving over 500 firearms, both real and fictional (including a handful of pop cultural pieces like the guns from Robocop, Blade Runner, and Team Fortress 2 in an official collab with Valve) and their inner workings while giving you an expansive sandbox for building scenarios, be they IPSC-style accuracy trials or a simple bed of targets to plink at. Anton still updates this game weekly, working on things like night vision goggles/scopes, thermal cameras, and a Hitman-inspired ImSim mode. Despite this, Anton still does not see the game as a 1.0 finished build, and has plans to continue updating the game for a long while to come.

Cruelty Squad (PC, 2021)

There is no other game like Cruelty Squad, man. Its roots lie in underground artist Ville Kallio, a Finnish creator of the strange, surreal, and visceral. So much of Kallio's art centered around video games and they way they depict and discuss violence, and he took his work to its logical conclusion with an Immersive Sim unlike any other. The visuals are garish, the music is shoddy, the maps are nonsensical with a bizarre fetishization of ad-soaked dystopia, and does a great job of putting you into the headspace of the depressed former Death Squad member Empty Fuck, who finds himself becoming a gig economy worker settling petty corporate disputes for his former boss with the aid of a slew of lethal, stupid weaponry.

For your trouble, you're paid out a pittance, so most of your income has to come from side hustles. Gibbing enemies lets you harvest their organs, which is fantastic for you as modern medicine has made death a thing of the past, stitching cadavers back to life and saddling them with medical debt. If you're not fishing or playing the incredibly volatile stock market that experiences a short squeeze that reaches MOASS levels, you're organ harvesting, which also nets you an opportunity to steal a fallen foe's weapons after you scoop up his liver and kidneys, as you can only get new guns by carrying them out with you on a successful hit. The game takes you to cultist lairs, cushy offices with armed guards, a bombed out nightclub in Helsinki created in the aftermath of a chemical weapons attack to blockbust the district, and straight up to Cruelty Squad HQ to confront the balance of life and death in the world.

Cruelty Squad is truly so beautiful in its unabashed ugliness. The NPCs complain about their life and financial woes while their bosses gamble the extracted value of their labor on buying new yachts, advertisements for the game's brands are everywhere, and though the wealthy bourgeois are free to flaunt their wealth and perversion, the common prole finds themselves in a constant loop of being caught in the crossfire of mass shootings and waking up an instant later with discharge paperwork and a hospital bill. Kallio has made a truly chaotic, bitter, visceral world mirroring our own frustrations with the modern technology and finance sectors, and displays an incredible understanding of game design through all of the design decisions clearly meant to draw the most ire and frustration. It's not an easy game to enjoy, Cruelty Squad. It's difficult with an unfair difficulty curve and some decently bad levels, but my GOD its marriage of Deus Ex and Hitman ImSim sensibilities and a passionate disdain for late-stage Capitalism make it an easy choice for my favorite game of all time.

[philoursmars]

Quatrième et ultime étape de mon périple dans l'Ouest pour retrouver des ami(e)s lointain(e)s il y a un bon mois déjà : ma sœur Dominique et son mari, à Alençon, aux confins de la Normandie et des Pays de Loire.

Bagnoles-de-l'Orne. L'Eglise du Sacré-Cœur, de style Art Déco. Les vitraux, superbes, sont ornés de plantes aquatiques, en raccord avec le côté thermal de la ville.

[whencyclopedfr]

Les thermes romains de Bath - Une plongée dans l'histoire ancienne de la Grande-Bretagne

Bath, la célèbre ville thermale du Somerset, en Angleterre, attire depuis des siècles des gens venus de près ou de loin pour profiter de ses sources et de ses bains curatifs. Aujourd'hui, la ville est connue pour sa magnifique architecture géorgienne et pour être la destination de l'élite fortunée des XVIIIe et XIXe siècles. Les riches et les puissants se rendaient dans cette belle ville pour boire l'eau chaude au goût étrange, mais l'utilisation de l'eau des sources chaudes a une histoire bien plus ancienne.

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[jezatalks]

Je suis. Exaspérée. Vidée.

Avec pas mal de potes, on a clash avec le gars dont je n'ai plus envie d'avoir de liens (validiste et pense le wokisme 1er degré et pensent que c'est un choix qu'on soit tous devenus neuroatypiques et /ou lgbt...)

Je vais juste partager un seul screen.

Ça m'a mis en panique et colère pas possible. Heureusement que je ne conduisais pas, j'aurais tout lu en arrivant au airbnb et pas été bien devant ma belle mère et ses parents...

(Pour contexte, il a un ami qui bosse en clinique psychiatrique et semble dire de la merde + ne respecte pas les pronoms de ses patients trans en dehors du taf...)

Bref, avec quasi tous les potes on s'est insurgés. Une a pris ma défense et engueuler et IL TROUVAIT TOUJOURS DES CONNERIES À RÉPONDRE

On s'est créé un nouveau serveur discord sans lui, on s'est plainds, on s'est soutenus mutuellement et j'ai muté le serveur.

Je vais profiter à fond de mes vacances, dans une petite ville thermale au milieu des montagnes, manger du fromage auvergnat et randonner dans les forêts.

Je vais probablement limiter un max internet et les réseaux, sauf discuter avec les vrais amis, un peu me tenir au courant des mutus tumblr et jouer à PoKeMon Go

[appolusbratdis]

Venez découvrir notre belle région des Vosges , notre location est située dans une station thermale sur la ville de Plombières les bains.

Appolusbratdis.fr

[miscellaneous-art]

''La Cigogne. 446. - Vichy - Séance de Radiographie à l'Etablissement Thermal de 1re classe. Edit. La Cigogne. Pl. de l'Hôtel-de-ville, Vichy'' © Bibliothèques d'Université Paris Cité - Histoire de la Santé Cartes postales de radiologie: la Collection Guy et Marie-José Pallardy

[atplblog]

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[evasionsrebelles]

Day Trip à Noboribetsu depuis Sapporo

Noboribetsu, surnommée la Vallée de l’Enfer, est une destination incontournable pour les voyageurs à la recherche d’expériences uniques. Située sur l’île d’Hokkaido, à une courte distance de Sapporo, cette petite ville thermale vous plonge dans un univers où la nature semble vivante et mystérieuse. Entre paysages volcaniques impressionnants, eaux thermales bienfaisantes et découvertes culturelles…

[gay-traveler]

Guysers B&B

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Lors de ton prochain séjour dans la région, ne manque surtout pas ta chance de découvrir l'unique bed and breakfast exclusivement pour homme de la ville thermale de Rotorua. 🏡👨

Situé à proximité des principaux attraits touristiques locaux, ici, tu vas adorer les élégantes chambres disponibles, le délicieux petit-déjeuner inclus, les espaces communs ainsi que du jacuzzi. 🥯📚🔥

[neorbe]

La brasserie des Bobelines : un voyage dans le temps

Nichée au cœur de la ville thermale de Spa, la Brasserie des Bobelines vous invite à un voyage dans le temps. Installée dans un bâtiment historique du 19e siècle, elle rend hommage aux « Bobelins » et « Bobelines », ces curistes élégants qui fréquentaient Spa à la Belle Epoque.

La Brasserie des Bobelines, c’est avant tout un lieu convivial où l’on se retrouve pour savourer des bières artisanales brassées sur place. Non filtrées et non pasteurisées, elles offrent une palette de saveurs uniques, de la Triple à la Black, en passant par l’Ambrée et la Blanche Fraise.

Outre ses bières de caractère, l’établissement propose une cuisine bistronomique élaborée à partir de produits frais et de saison. Le décor, quant à lui, vous plonge dans l’ambiance raffinée de l'aube du 20e siècle, avec une touche de modernité.

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[tadorsa]

Eugène Grellois est né à Vaux, en Moselle, le 12 juin 1811, fils de Jean Grellois, officier pensionné, et de Jeanne-Marie Jandelize. Après ses études au lycée de Metz, il suit les cours de l’hôpital d’instruction de Metz, est chirurgien-élève à l’école de médecine militaire de Strasbourg puis au Val-de-Grâce. Il soutient sa thèse sur l’hydrophtalmie en 1836.

Il est affecté en Algérie, de 1844 à 1848, où il crée un hôpital thermal pour les blessés de l’armée. Lorsque la Société d’histoire naturelle de la Moselle dont il est membre correspondant publie, en 1848, ses « Quelques recherches sur la matière végéto-animales » et « Quelques idées sur la zoologie des eaux thermales », il est dit médecin en chef de l’hôpital français de Guhanné à Constantinople. En 1851, il est médecin ordinaire de 2e classe à l’hôpital de Toulon puis, en 1853, médecin major de 1ère classe à l’hôpital militaire de Metz et secrétaire de l’académie impériale de Metz. Il participe alors à la guerre de Crimée.

La plupart de ses publications sont postérieures à 1854, mais il a profité de ses différentes affectations pour effectuer des travaux de recherche. Il a offert à l’appui de sa candidature à l’académie de Nancy des « Études archéologiques sur Ghelma, l’ancienne Calama », qui sont d’un grand intérêt. C’était en effet une ville importante de l’Afrique du nord romaine, qui possédait des théâtres, des thermes, de riches demeures et qui a conservé « beaucoup d’inscriptions latines et des cippes funéraires portant des légendes puniques ». Un autre mémoire est consacré à Hammam-Meskhoutinn, où a été fondé un établissement thermal destiné aux soldats de l’armée d’Afrique, et que Grellois identifie aux anciennes Aquae Tibilitanae.

« Médecin avant tout, antiquaire par inconstance », il a été élu associé correspondant lorrain le 5 août 1853 et, aussitôt après son admission, il a offert des Notions d’hygiène privée, à l’usage des départements du Nord-Est de la France (1853) et il a écrit un coup d’œil sur la nature des maladies de l’armée de Crimée (1854). Médecin principal de 1ère classe en 1863, il est secrétaire du Conseil de santé des armées à Paris de 1856 à 1867 puis, le 20 août 1870, est nommé médecin-chef des hôpitaux civils et militaires et des ambulances de Metz. Durant le blocus de la ville, il s’occupe du service des ambulances et publie son Histoire du blocus de Metz (Paris, 1872). Il est ensuite affecté à l’armée de réserve de Versailles et termine sa carrière à l’hôpital du Gros-Caillou à Paris au rang de médecin en chef. Il est mis en retraite peu après en mars 1871. Il a été fait chevalier de la Légion d’honneur, officier le 21 septembre 1854 puis commandeur le 27 juillet 1871. Il était encore chevalier de l’ordre ottoman du Medjidié.

Il est mort à Paris le 7 décembre 1886.

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