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hannahsbackroom · 4 months
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Merry Christmas 2023 from Wolfie, Ludwig and Thomas
I hope you find someone just as cute under your mistletoe this year 😘🥰
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starfishies123 · 7 months
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And just like that - the sequel to the Coffee Boy is at 22 chapters 🙈
Thomas comes face to face with his former life and his childhood dreams.
Is he ready to move on?
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angelitam · 3 months
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Partageons mon rendez-vous lectures #4-2024 & critique
Voici ma critique littéraire sur Livres à profusion. Relire Linley et Havers avec Juste une mauvaise action d’Elizabeth George Juste une mauvaise action d’Elizabeth George – Editions Pocket En lecture, une Masse Critique de Babelio, L’égorgeur des bas-fonds d’Emmanuel Dufour L’égorgeur des bas-fonds Emmanuel Dufour tous les livres sur Babelio.com   Présentation de l’éditeur : Joseph Philippe…
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senfonikankara · 3 months
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Cumhurbaşkanlığı Senfoni Orkestrası
26 Ocak 2024 Cuma, 20:00 CSO Ana Salon
J.M. Kraus | Senfoni VB138
T. Linley | Keman Konçertosu
Mozart | Haffner Serenadı No.7
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Thomas Linley (1756~1778) Violin Concerto in F major 
00:02  I. Moderato 08:20  II. Adagio 10:50  III. Rondo
Violin : Mirijam Contzen Bayerische Kammerphilharmonie / Reinhard Goebel
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Thomas Gainsborough (English, 1727-1788) Portrait of Miss Elizabeth Linley [later Mrs. Richard Brinsley Sheridan], c.1775 Philadelphia Museum of Art
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William Linley painted by Thomas Lawrence (1769 - 1830)
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classicalcanvas · 10 months
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Title: The Linley Sisters
Artist: Thomas Gainsborough
Date: 1772
Style: Rococo
Genre: Portrait
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Message in a Haunted Mansion art part II (part I by the incomparable littlenancydrewthings)
1- Franklin Pierce by George Peter Alexander Healy, 1853
2- Anne Fairchild Bowler (Mrs. Metcalf Bowler) by John Singleton Copley, c.1793
3- John, 4th Earl of Darnley by Thomas Gainsborough, 1785
4- In the Bey's Garden by John Frederick Lewis, 1865
5- Chester A. Arthur by Ole Peter Hansen Balling, 1881
6- Ann Ford (later Mrs. Philip Thicknesse) by Thomas Gainsborough, 1760
7- Gainsborough Dupont by Thomas Gainsborough, c.1770-5
8- Lady With The Fan by Frederic Soulacroix
9- James Armstrong Thome by Nathaniel Jocelyn, c.1840
10- Portrait of Louisa Grenville, later Countess Stanhope by Pompeo Batoni, 1761
11- Unidentified Man; formerly Millard Fillmore by an unidentified artist. c.1843
12- Elizabeth and Mary Linley by Thomas Gainsborough, c.1772
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the-fiction-witch · 1 year
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Breed P4
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Media Irl x SCfi
Character Thomas Brodie sangster
Couple Thomas x reader
rating smut
Concept Breed series
Smut full sex/ princess/ 
I unpacked the few things I had brought with me even if admittedly it made me realize just how little I had with me with I had such an ample space to fill. Luckily the room was already full of items for me, soaps and sweet towels in the bathroom, brushes and combs on the vanity, and even a few dresses in the wardrobe even if most of them were not much more than half see-through strips just enough to conceal me. I decided to change into one of the dresses left here for me, I picked out a long ankle-length purple dress that admittedly took me a moment to get on correctly. The fabric was thin but at least it wasn't sheer, it fell on my body without much space to hide with few seams or elastic to give it shape. the dress had a long circle skirt down to my ankles that sat on my waist, and nothing but two long straps of fabric to cover everything on my top half I had to do some pretty intricate work to get it all to stay but at last I made it work.
The longer I waited the more my nerves grew.
Looking out the balcony only made me feel strange...
I think it truly sank in.
I was on a planet far from my home, a place truly alien to me.
I was surrounded by a species I knew nothing about.
Held Captive by a man I didn't know.
I knew little about him, his home, his people, and his culture.
All I knew was it was not my fate to be nothing more than a breeding slave, for the good of a planet I'm sure but still that didn't exactly make me feel much better.
I heard the door open and immediately I froze up hearing it close again,
"Hello Princess" he smirked
"Hello"
"The time has come princess" he smirked
"I suppose it has" I sighed turning to see him, he smiled widely as he saw me coming close to take my hand softly
"You look beautiful" He smiled giving my forehead a kiss "Are you ready?"
"....no" I snapped moving away
"What?"
"No. I'm not"
"Excuse me! you're my breeder. you don't get much of a choice in the matter"
"then why did you ask me?"
"Curtusty"
"Well no," I said going to the balcony but he followed me grabbing my arm the moment he touched my skin I noticed something different his hand gripped me harshly his fingers now claws sharp enough to cut me open like a tallon of a Manix he pulled me close to him pressing my body against his completely
"You really think you get to choose princess." he smirked in my ear "you look so good in that dress, now finish what you've started" He demanded "and if your good I'll let you off tonight" He smirked licking a line up my cheek, I turned and forced myself out of his grip
"No"
"No?"
"No!" I demanded bolting inside but he chased after me leaving me with no choice but to jump on my bed he smirked leaning on the bedpost
"You're a breeder princess, what about that don't you get?"
"No"
"Do you know how nice I've been?" He snapped "I could have kept you like most breeders locked in the dungeons chain around your neck to be used by any man who can get it up enough to fuck you, the fact I gave you a suite, a home, clothes, is not the norm believe me you are an exception. doesn't mean I won't throw you down there if you misbehave. Now lay on your back, open your legs, and do your job" He demanded grabbing my ankles and forcing my legs open but I kicked him off me and tucked my legs under me "where's the pretty little princess who was snuggling with me all morning in the ship? where'd she go I want her back"
"You are not touching me. doing anything to me. until you explain what you are, how this place works and what the fuck that was in the ship"
he rolled his eyes going and fetching himself a drink before he sat at the end of the bed his back against the footboard his legs down the bed towards me "Fine. then you'll do your job?"
"Yes."
"Alright, ask away princess" he says sipping his drink
"Where is this place?"
"This is linley y/n"
"Where abouts in the galaxy are we?"
"Sector 9728." He answered
"What's the ship traffic like here?"
"You don't need to know. You're not going anywhere" he smirked but I glared "not much. Anyone who comes and goes has to sit through the same customs we did very strict about who comes and goes"
"Why?"
"Because of the incident"
"Incident?"
"Many years ago when we were far less prepared for the vast world's that lay beyond our own, a ship came. We welcomed them with open arms and they truly loved it here. They loved our customs, our hospitality, our beautiful home planet, and our women. One night while everyone slept they stole as many woman as they could and slaughtered any men who defied them" he explained "they stole the women away, used them as slaves and whores. Sold them across the universe we've been rather... high strung ever since when it comes to visitors"
"Understandable"
"The few women who were left did their best but... our population has never really recovered and many men and women born of the latest generations are infertile further causing issues."
"You said linly people worked with people like me?"
"Similar genetics. You don't get some of the abilities we have of course but everything else is much the same. Your kind makes such good breeders for us if you can be found fertile. The only real difference between your kind and a fertile linly girl is A the abilities and B you give birth quicker which honestly is a best case scenario" he explained
"Abilities?"
"Due to... the general make up of the planet we have some abilities when we're home"
"Such as?"
"How old would you guess I am?" He smirked
"I wouldn't"
"Don't try to flatter me, princess"
"Twenty five? Twenty seven?"
"Aren't you a sweetheart." He Cooes "I am ninety six"
"What! That's not possible"
"Very possible. We age very slowly in addition to our long lifespans. I'm not even middle age yet" he chuckled
"That thing... you did on the ship"
"I did alot of things on the ship" he smirked
"During the landing"
"Umm?"
"What was that?"
"That is another of our abilities. Though few can do it as well as me." He smirked "it's called liquification, more scientific cell liquification." He explained holding up his hand and like on the ship his skin seemed to turn like water changing into a strange flesh toned mass of moving shape "the ability to turn yourself fluid rewriting yourself cell by cell to appear as whatever you want" he smirked as he spoke his hand changing the liquid mass taking shape into the hand of a manix dark brown with matted fur and sharp claws, the hand of a relien dark blue with webbed fingers and finally the hand of a warlin bright red skin with seven fingers before returning to his normal form
"Like... transformation?"
"If you like"
"Can all of you do that?"
"Yes princess all of me can do that"
"Can everyone here do that?"
"Not everyone. Everyone has the ability to do it takes training and skill to control it be able to use it at will" he explained
"So if you wanted to you could transform into anything?"
"If I wanted too" he smirked "with a few rules"
"Like?"
"I can't change my eye colour, my voice or my hair colour"
"Okay"
"That Put you more or less at ease?"
"A little more I guess."
"Good. Any more questions?"
"How... exactly is this going to work?"
"Well you'll live up here in your luxury suite have all of your needs cared for while I attended to lordly business, and whenever I have the time or... the hard on I'll come up and fuck you. Likely very often the first few weeks, after all I need to break you in" he smirked "im sure soon enough you'll get pregnant and give birth to my child, they'll be taken to the nurseries and well return to our business" he smirked
"Until when?"
"Until I tire of you. Or you lose your fertility" he explained
"Okay"
"I meant what I said on the ship y/n. I wouldn't do this if I didn't have to." He says
"Reassuring"
"Maybe I would, but you'd be a plaything more than a breeder. If you'd prefer too think that way?"
"Not particularly no" I sighed "fine let's just get this over with" I sighed laying down but he came and cuddled me holding me close
"You were excited on the ship? You seemed like you wanted to? What changed?"
"Just all kinds sunk in the situation I'm in"
"Okay, if it helps don't think about it your my princess and I'll take very good care of you"
"You mean it?"
"I do. Come on you seemed so excited on the ship, or do I have to flash you my cock again to get you all excited?"
"You promise... not to treat me to badly?"
"I promise. I won't hurt my princess" he Cooes kissing my shoulder
"Okay"
"Okay?"
"Okay" I nodded turning to face him
"Hi"
"Hi"
"How long do you think it'll take to get pregnant?"
"I don't know. But we'll have fun finding out" he smirked
"Okay just don't rip my new dress" I smiled tugging him closer so our noses could rub together
"No promises princess" he smirked kissing me 
He smirked and tugged my dress up and away from me to expose me to him "fuck." He growled "you look beautiful princess," he said almost unable to stop looking at me but within a second his hand moved to my neck and cheek "come here princess" he smirked pulling me close and kissing my lips with so much passion and energy he pushed his shirt off throwing it to the floor he quickly took both his hands away to work at his belt and pants kicking them off with a smirk "I finally get to use my little breeder. It's been so long." he groans  he didn't waste time both hands grabbing my breast to gently fondle them harshly before turning his attention to my clit giving it a few gentle rubs taking the natural wetness their and using it to rub up and down his shaft to lubricate himself,  he happily got snug between my legs wrapping them softly around his hips "I'm going to enjoy breaking you in princess" he growled slipping inside me quickly making sure he was hilt deep, I blushed hard admittedly feeling a wave of pleasure as he did, he bit his lip as he slowly began to move, he was so slow and gentle all while cursing and groaning under his breath "Uhhh fuck!" He groans "ughh princess" He groans still keeping as his slow pace "fuck.... Uummmm princess. Y/n christ you feel so fucking good" he moans pulling almost completely out and then diving hilt deep again "You are a perfect little breeder princess." He smirked as he began to get faster and faster becoming far more merciless leaving me with little choice but to expose the pleasure he caused me which only made him smirk more and continue so much so he was barely stopping now between thrusts, "fuck! I'm gonna have to keep you under lock and key princess, your pussy is so good. any man on this planet would kill for you princess"
"umm hum" I muttered trying not to give him the satisfaction of my enjoyment
"awww? you not happy pet?" he asks "I can fix that" he smirked now mercilessly rubbing on my clit as he thrusted making me uncontrollably moan "That's better. of course I want my pet to feel good too especially given how good she is for me" he smirked now at a rapid pace enough to leave me a squealing mess each time he reached hilt deep inside me until I had no choice but
"Uuuuhhh! Uuhh ahhhhh!" I squealed feeling the waves of pleasure overwhelm me which made him smirk and chuckle at me
"You're adorable" he cooes stroking an overwhelmed tear from my cheek "you'll get use to it princess" he smirked pinning me against the bed hard getting even faster and more mercilessly still groaning and grunting "Fuck princess!" He groans moving so intensely I couldn't help my overwhelmed screams "don't scream too loud princess," he smirked "Ughhhh UUuuuhhhh-" he groans before suddenly stopping his hips bucking in odd angles until he pulled out and collapsed down beside me gasping for breath "You... are the best breeder I could have possibly picked out" he says "I am going to enjoy you princess" he smirked
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hannahsbackroom · 8 months
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These boys - their love, their fights
Their chemistry
Totally addicted!
Wolfie, Thomas and Ludwig - the perpetual love triangle
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starfishies123 · 9 months
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I’m addicted. CANT STOP WONT STOP !
Ludwig has a heart to heart, and maybe …. Grows a little?
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angelitam · 4 months
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La ronde des mensonges d'Elizabeth George
La ronde des mensonges d’Elizabeth George – Editions Pocket La ronde des mensonges d’Elizabeth George, présentation Octobre, Zed Benjamin est convoqué par le rédacteur en chef de La Source tabloïd. Son article est refusé car il ne correspond pas aux standards du journal. Mais Zed obtient de finir cet article, à ses frais. Ian et Kaveh vivent ensemble, mais ce dernier ne veut pas se marier. Ian a…
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Famous Old Harrovians:
Born on October 30, 1751, Richard Brinsley Butler Sheridan was an Irish satirist, playwright and poet; known especially for such plays as The Revivals, The School for Scandal, The Duenna, and A Trip to Scarborough. He was also a Whig MP for thirty-two years, and the long-term owner of the London Theatre Royal, Drury Lane.
A pupil at Harrow from 1762 to 1768, Sheridan was initially a solitary boy who spent his time studying in the fields alone. As he gained in confidence though, his natural geniality and charm revealed themselves. And although he was considered by his masters as a very idle, careless boy, this did him no harm in his fellow pupils' eyes.
Sheridan left Harrow in his seventeenth year; leaving behind him his name carved in the dark oak panelling of the Fourth Form Room, where it can still be seen (not far from that of Byron, who followed him thirty-eight years later).
Not familiar with Harrow traditions? In a letter to Thomas Moore, Byron recalled how in his time, 'We used to show his name - R. B. Sheridan, 1765 - as an honour to the walls'.
For the serious devotees of Tradition: In 1772, Richard famously fought two duels with Captain Thomas Mathews, who had written a newspaper article defaming the character of Elizabeth Ann Linley, the woman Sheridan intended to marry.
In the first duel, they agreed to fight in Hyde Park. But finding it too crowded, they went first to the Hercules Pillars Tavern (on the site where Apsley House now stands, at Hyde Park Corner), and then on to the Castle Tavern in Henrietta Street, Covent Garden.
Far from its romantic ideal, Mathews lost his sword, and was forced to beg for his life and sign a retraction of the article.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan died on July 7, 1816. He is buried in Poets Corner at Westminster Abbey.
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cambridge-sussex · 2 years
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The Queen was represented by The Prince of Wales, accompanied by The Duchess of Cornwall, this morning at a National Service of Thanksgiving for Her Majesty’s Platinum Jubilee in St Paul’s Cathedral.
Their Royal Highnesses were received at the Cathedral by the Rt Hon the Lord Mayor (Alderman Vincent Keaveny), the Dean (the Very Reverend David Ison) and Chapter, the Bishop of London and the Archbishop of York.
The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, The Duke and Duchess of Sussex, Princess Beatrice, Mrs Edoardo Mapelli Mozzi and Mr Edoardo Mapelli Mozzi, Princess Eugenie, Mrs Jack Brooksbank and Mr Jack Brooksbank, The Earl and Countess of Wessex with The Lady Louise Mountbatten-Windsor and Viscount Severn, The Princess Royal and Vice Admiral Sir Tim Laurence, Mr Peter Phillips, Mr and Mrs Michael Tindall, The Duke and Duchess of Gloucester, Earl of Ulster, The Lady Davina Lewis, Mr George and The Lady Rose Gilman, The Duke of Kent, Earl and Countess of St Andrews, The Lord Nicholas Windsor, Mr Timothy and The Lady Helen Taylor, Prince and Princess Michael of Kent, The Lord and Lady Frederick Windsor, Mr Thomas and The Lady Gabriella Kingston, Princess Alexandra, the Hon Lady Ogilvy, Mr and Mrs James Ogilvy, The Earl of Snowdon with Viscount Linley and The Lady Margarita Armstrong-Jones, Mr Daniel and The Lady Sarah Chatto, Mr Samuel Chatto and 2nd Lieutenant Arthur Chatto, RM, were present in St Paul’s Cathedral.
The Service was conducted by the Dean of St Paul’s; the Archbishop of York preached the Sermon.
Her Majesty’s Body Guard of the Honourable Corps of Gentlemen at Arms and The Queen’s Body Guard of the Yeomen of the Guard were on duty.
After the Service Members of the Royal Family attended a Reception given by the Rt Hon the Lord Mayor and the City of London Corporation at Guildhall, London EC2.
- Court Circular | 3 June, 2022
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