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illustratus · 2 months
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View from the Grafenberg near Düsseldorf into the Rhine Valley
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rkoessler · 1 year
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#lämmer #schafe #wagrainkleinarl #grafenberg #landwirtschaft #bergbauern (hier: Wagrain, Salzburg, Austria) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp_9Zw2tt4H/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tfholger · 1 year
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#grafenberg #grafenbergschorndorf #schorndorf #remstal #remstalerleben #freudkopf #theländ #meinbw #bawue_vision #bawü #visitbawu #bawue #ig_deutschland #bwjetzt #germanysworld #weinberge #wineyards #landscape #landscapephotography #landschaft #autumn #herbst #landschaftsfotografie #regionstuttgart (hier: Grafenberg (Schorndorf)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CktNaikINEF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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cuties-in-codices · 3 months
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the wild woman ruel carrying wigalois
illustration from a copy of wirnt von grafenberg's arthurian romance "wigalois", alsace, c. 1420
source: Karlsruhe, Badische Landesbibl., Cod. Donaueschingen 71, fol. 125r
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Schnelle Türöffnung in Düsseldorf Grafenberg durch Experten
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Ardagger - Frühstücksnews - Montag, 12.9.2022
Ardagger – Frühstücksnews – Montag, 12.9.2022
(c) Maria Bübel Sehr geehrte Gemeindebürgerin! Sehr geehrter Gemeindebürger! Am Wochenende hat unsere Landjugend ARDAGGER beim Projektmarathon teilgenommen. Die Aufgabe wurde ihnen am Freitag Abend übermittelt. In 42h haben sie die Pump-Track Strecke im Donauwellenpark erweitert, einen innovativen Radlständer entwickelt und umgesetzt, ein neues Sitzplatzerl inkl. Tisch und Bank geschaffen und den…
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sailorholly · 8 months
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Strictly Business Pt 5
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Summary: Spencer wants to gain sexual experience before asking out his dream date. You just want a way to release stress. What could go wrong?
Pairing: Spencer Reid × F. BAU Reader
Warnings: Friends with benefits. Smut. 18+ only. Minors DNI.
W/C: 1.7K
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You walk out of the bathroom sporting the floral, lilac lingerie set Spencer got you. You were nervous. The two of you decided that tonight would be the first time you had sex.
When his dark eyes meet yours, you gain confidence. He looks at you like you’re the eighth world wonder. You climb on top of him, settling your thighs around his hips. You can feel how hard he is already, just from seeing you in the lingerie he bought just for you.
“You’re so beautiful.” he says so quietly it’s almost a whisper. Your lips curl up into a smile. You know he means it. You lean into him, pressing your lips to his. You tangle your fingers in his curls, pulling him closer. You only pull away when your phone buzzes. You groan, reaching for it on his nightstand.
You’re both sure that it’s work. You’re pleasantly surprised that it’s just a text from Penelope trying to make plans for a girl’s day. You throw the phone in the floor. You lay down against the mattress, motioning for Spencer to come to you.
He settles between your thighs, a long finger coming down to caress the swell of your breast. His hand traces the flowers on the cup of of your bustier. He lowers his head to your chest burying his face between your breasts.
He pulls the cups down exposing you to him. He pinches one nipple while taking the other between his plump lips. He suckles the hardened peak, while you squirm underneath him. Spencer reaches behind you, unfastening your top. You help him undress you, throwing it to the floor on top of your phone.
He gently kisses his way down your stomach to your panties. He presses his face to your center, licking a stripe up to your clit. You whine, needing the fabric barrier to disappear. He laughs against you, smirking as he looks up. “My needy girl.” He pulls the soaked garment down your thighs.
His tongue glides through your folds with ease. He flattens his tongue, swirling against your most sensitive part. You’re a writhing, moaning mess. “Is it okay if I try something?” he asks. Seeing his mouth covered in your arousal makes you shiver.
You only nod your approval, unsure if anything you attempted to say would be coherent. Spencer looks so serious, completely focused. You gasp when he slides two slender fingers inside you. “Your g-spot should be right… here.” He explains, curling his fingers to stroke it. The heel of his hand presses against your clit. “Did you know the g-spot, or the Grafenberg spot is named after German gynecologist, Ernst-“ “Spencer! Oh God! I- Ohhh! Please tell me later.”
You buck your hips up, trying to chase your orgasm. Spencer smiles, apologizing before his lips suction around your clit. You watch as his head rocks against you, his messy curls cascading down your open thighs. You feel his moans vibrate against you, as you close your legs tightly around his head.
“Tastes so good. Wanna make you come.” he murmurs. His name spills from your lips with abandon as he continues suckling and stroking you. You look back down at him, when you make eye contact with him, he takes your hand in his. He curls his fingers once more, sending you over the edge.
You cry out, gripping his hand for stability as you tremble under him. He quickly tugs his underwear off, lining himself up with your center. “Are you sure?” You place your hands on his face. “I need you inside me. Please, Spencer. I need you.”
He enters you slowly, not moving at first. You hold your breath, savoring how delicious he feels. “Am I hurting you?” He asks concerned. “No, I need you to move now.” He rocks slowly into you, letting his hands explore your body. You tilt your hips to meet his thrusts. And for the first time in his life, there’s not a single thought inside his pretty head.
He captures your lips in a consuming kiss. His hand rests on the back of your neck bringing you closer. He kisses along your jaw before nuzzling into your neck. He’s so big, filling every inch of you as he sinks deeper. He peppers kisses along your collarbone.
“You feel so good.” He moans between kisses. Your wandering hands run along his back, bracing yourself. Your climax crashes through you. Spencer locks eyes with you watching your face contort in pleasure as you pulse around him.
He picks up his pace, thrusting harder. An animalistic cry escapes him when he pulls out, painting your stomach with his hot cum. He reaches for his shirt, long forgotten on the floor. He wipes himself off you, placing a soft kiss to your stomach where he had just marked you.
Spencer lifts you off the bed. You try to protest but giggle instead, reluctantly letting him carry you to his bathtub. He turns the faucet on, getting in first. He reaches his outstretched hand toward you. You take it getting in on the other side. He moves directly in front of you, pulling you in for a kiss.
His unyielding lips crash into yours passionately. You climb into his lap, sliding down onto his hard cock once more. He grips your hips, controlling your movements. Out of all the times you had fantasized about it, you never imagined it would be like this.
You fit together so perfectly. He had ruined you for everyone else. You spent the remainder of the night and most of the next day tangled in each other. You were disappointed when night fell because you had both agreed to meet the team sans Hotch and Rossi at your local bar.
You finally parted ways a few hours before you were supposed to meet. You went through your entire closet, looking for something to wear. Was it weird that you wanted to impress Spencer? He had seen you in nothing, so you shouldn’t have so much trouble finding an outfit. You decided on a little black dress, you were sure he would love.
You arrived later than you wanted to because you spent so much time choosing an outfit. When you got there, you found your coworkers sitting in your usual booth. Everyone except for the one person you were really looking for. You scan the crowded room trying to locate him.
When you finally see him, your smile fades. He’s at a table against the wall with three women. He’s showing them a magic trick, all three of them were hanging on to every word he said. You try to focus on the joke Emily just told, but you can’t keep your eyes away from the other side of the bar.
He sees you and waves, saying his goodbyes to the women. You sigh, relieved, until you notice a leggy brunette following behind him. You try to keep calm when they reach the table. “You gonna introduce us to your friend, pretty boy?” Derek asks, wiggling his eyebrows at Spencer.
He turns around, seemingly unaware that she followed him. “This is Chelsea. Chelsea, this is my team.” She beams glancing around the table. When her eyes land on you, she scrunches her nose up, looking between you and Spencer. She grabs onto his upper arm, looking directly at you.
“What do you say we get out of here?” She focuses on him, watching expectantly. You hold your breath waiting for his answer. “I haven’t spent any time with my friends, yet. So I would like to stay. But, you can join us if you want.” He offers, sliding into the booth beside you. You scoot over making room for him. You thought that would be the end of it, but Chelsea sits down on his other side.
She lays her head on his shoulder, snuggling up to him. You curse yourself for agreeing to help Hotch with paperwork. You weren’t going to drink tonight, so you wouldn’t feel awful in the morning. If there was ever a time you needed a drink, this was it.
After an hour and a half slowly passed, you couldn’t take it anymore. You tell everyone you need to go since you have to be up so early tomorrow. But that wasn’t the reason you were leaving so early. You couldn’t just sit there while Chelsea threw herself at Spencer all night.
Luckily, they were at the bar getting another round for the table when you decided to leave. At least you wouldn’t have to tell him goodbye. It all felt so strange. You had spent a day and a half together, having mind blowing, non-stop sex. And now you left without saying a word to him.
You had thought that the two of you would go home together. He didn’t need you anymore. He could get girls on his own. Chelsea was more than willing to go home with him. He could get the experience he wanted with her. You start the short walk to your apartment when you hear your name being called.
You turn around to find Spencer awkwardly running toward you. “Hey, is everything okay?” You shake your head in disbelief. “I’m fine, Spencer. I have to help Hotch with paperwork first thing tomorrow. I told you earlier that I wouldn’t be able to stay long.” He reaches for you, but you instinctively pull away.
“You didn’t tell me you were leaving.” He says quietly, casting his eyes downward. “I thought you were busy with Chelsea.” Your words come out rougher than you planned. You can see the realization on his face.
“You’re jealous? That’s what this is about? You’re upset because I made a new friend that just so happens to be a woman?” He runs his hands through his curls, clearly frustrated. “And you were angry with me because I was being weird with you a few weeks ago. Maybe we should end this.”
“I’m not jealous. I know that we are just friends. That there isn’t anything between us. It’s just, we spent two days having sex and then you ignored me all night. I guess, it just surprised me.” He pulls you in for a hug, wrapping his arms around you.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t want to lose you or ruin our friendship, so I’m ready to call it quits at the first sign of trouble.” He kisses the top of your head. You squeeze him tighter. “I’m sorry too. I really do need to go home though.” Spencer loosens his grip. He looks down at you talking into your hair, “Just for the record, she doesn’t compare to you.”
Part Six
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germanpostwarmodern · 2 months
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Housing Estate (1976-79) on Grafenberger Allee in Düsseldorf, Germany, by Hentrich, Petschnigg & Partner
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babyjakes · 1 year
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weaponized incompetence. [blurb.]
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event | jan '23 blurb night
summary | when faced with orgasm troubles, who could be better to trust than an expert in the field? surely he has nothing but sound intentions...
pairing | doctor!andy barber x reader
warnings | andy presents as soft and kind enough but what he is doing is so evil and cruel, all the gaslighting in the world, alllll the yummy medfet elements (or at least most of them): exam table, gloves, restraints, etc., clit cream hehe <3, reader isn't unwilling but she is extremely distressed, crying, humiliation, clinical babble, encouragement, REAL PUFF PUFF BEHAVIOR, edging, no happy ending >:^(
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requested by anon | Reader visits Dr. Mean (Ari/Steve/Bucky) because she can’t orgasm. Dr.(whoever you chose) decides to help her as only his fingers, mouth, cock, med equipment can, but realizes if he makes her cum- she won’t need to come back. So he stops right at the edge. Every time. Several times in one session. He tells her how worried he is she can’t cum, and if she tries on her own or with a non medical professional, she may get worse/sick/hurt.
an | ohh bestie this is so sexy of you, i love all of this hehe <3 i hope it's alright that i went with andy, i just thought he could fit this idea really well (and we have plenty of stevie and ari coming later lol!) thanks so much for sharing, you slutty mastermind :^)
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"C'mon, sweetheart. You're doing so good for me."
With the tops of your calves straining against the strong nylon restraints holding you in place, you did your best to keep your sobs at bay as your chest rose and fell heavily with each agonizing breath. You weren't sure how long you had been there, strapped to that dreaded exam table with your legs spread wide and high, the calm, steady presence of Dr. Barber placed directly at the entrance to your most private places as he tried to assist you in your seemingly hopeless conquest of achieving an orgasm. You had gotten close, painfully close, so many times at the doctor's skillful hands. But for some reason, you just couldn't manage to cross the finish line.
As the dark-haired man pulled away momentarily to change his gloves, the old pair dripping from your heightened state of arousal, you blinked back further tears. What if it's hopeless, you wondered. The sound of Dr. Barber snapping on a new pair of gloves made you wince; gazing up at you sympathetically, he spoke with a softened tone. "Here, I have one more thing I wanna try. It's a sensitizing cream," he explained as he grabbed the packet from the tray beside him, "nothing scary or painful. But it should help increase your sensitivity to my touch."
He squeezed out a fair amount of the clear gel onto his gloved pointer finger, warming the product between its pad and his thumb before trailing his gaze back up to your abused sex. Focusing in on your little bundle of nerves, he gathered it between his finger and thumb like a little bead of clay, rolling it tenderly to cover the entire nub in the punishing paste. Its effects could be felt almost instantly; with more tears welling in your eyes, a loud whimper sounded in your throat. "Shhh, you're alright," the doctor crooned, his other hand coming up to tease a few fingers at the entrance to your soaked heat. "Here we go, honey. One more time for me," he mumbled as he began fucking two of his large digits back into you, continuing to roll your puffy clit between fingers as it only swelled further in size.
"Your clitoris is responding well to the cream, I can feel it throbbing against me," he noted as your heart began to race at the building sensations. "Your Grafenberg spot seems to be in perfect working order too," he added as he thrust his fingers up against the soft, squishy ceiling of your inner walls. "Can you feel it building up inside of you, y/n? Are you starting to get the urge to let go, to release?"
"Yes, yes-" you panted, squeezing your eyes shut as you strained once more against the heavy restraints the doctor had put in place. "Please doctor, I-I can feel it coming, I-..."
"That's it, sweetheart. Almost there. Just gotta..." But just as you felt yourself reaching the precipice of your pent-up frustrations, Dr. Barber's voice cut in like a hot knife as things began to sputter out, the feelings dying down to your absolute horror. "Oh dear, again...?" he sighed as he spread back the hood of your clit with his thumb and forefinger, watching the poor little nub twitch and spasm in hopeless need. At your realization of yet another failure, you couldn't help it; heaving, you began to sob loudly in despair. "Shhh, shhh," the doctor tried to console you, snapping off his gloves before wheeling his stool up to sit at your side, reaching out a consoling hand to stroke your arm. "It's alright, sweetheart. We'll keep trying. I won't give up on you, y/n. You just have to keep working with me, okay?"
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rkoessler · 2 years
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#grafenberg #wagrainkleinarl #corgi #katze (hier: Wagrain, Salzburg, Austria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjgStziDbv0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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batmanisagatewaydrug · 8 months
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hi sex witch- ive been getting bottom growth on t and since then The Bit That Feels Good To Rub down there seems to be moving down and The Bit That Used To Feel Good is sort of numb and doesnt React- is this common? also! what/where is the G-spot and can you find it on yourself or is it a two-person project? thanks!
hi anon,
a LOT of people find that their sexuality shifts and changes in all kinds of ways after they start taking hormones! no need to worry about it; just chase the Feel Good and see where it takes you. be patient with your body and pay attention as it shows you new things; there's going to be a lot to discover. it may feel strange to have things working differently than they used to, and it might be tempting to cling to a certain vision of how you want your sexuality to be, but keep an open mind and try not to put that pressure on yourself either way.
the grafenberg spot, or g-spot, is inside the front vaginal wall, easily reachable on your own with fingers or other insertable items.
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bestiarium · 2 years
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Von Grafenberg’s human-dog conjunction [17th century Europe]
I am uncertain how to classify this one - it’s a stretch to call it a ‘monster’. Supposedly, this either happened in the year 854 or was first described on paper in that year: a regular woman gave birth to a very strange creature. It was a normal human infant, but it was conjoined with a newborn dog. The dog was firmly attached to the infant’s spine, which they seemed to share.
The connection was firm and could not be undone. I am assuming the child died soon after.
While many of the myths and folktales I write about are complete fiction, it’s possible – I’d even say probable – that this story was based on a real birth. Obviously, the child was not attached to an actual dog, but it likely had a conjoined twin who was malformed to the point where it somewhat resembled a dog.
Source: Von Grafenberg, 1609, Monstrorum historia memorabilis: monstrosa humanorum partum miracula, stupendis conformationum formulis ab utero materno enata, viuis exemplis, observationibus & picturis, referens. Which you can read here. (image source: Von Grafenberg, 1609, Monstrorum historia memorabilis)
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n4j4i · 1 year
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Let’s talk about the G-spot. The G-spot is named after Ernst Grafenberg, a German gynecologist, whose 1940s research documented this sensitive region within the vagina in some women. The G-spot is located in the area where the clitoris, urethra and vagina all meet up. The G-spot certainly exists in some women. However, not all women will find the stimulation of the G-spot pleasurable.
How to find your G-Spot: gently insert your pointer finger one or two inches inside your vagina and then curl your finger upward toward your belly button.
If you feel a walnut-sized patch of spongy tissue, that’s the G-spot. The G-spot is about the size of a penny.
The Kamasutra: Virgo
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Ardagger - Frühstücksnews - Dienstag, 28.6.2022
Ardagger – Frühstücksnews – Dienstag, 28.6.2022
Sehr geehrte Gemeindebürgerin! Sehr geehrter Gemeindebürger! Gestern waren die Schulklassen 3a und 3b am Geimeindeamt zu Gast. Während sie in der Amtsstube einen Einblick in die “Verwaltung” erhielten und das Meldewesen, das Bauamt und die Amtsleitung bei unseren Mitarbeiterinnen und Mitarbeitern spielerisch kennenlernten, konnte ich Ihnen in einem Rollenspiel vermitteln, wie ein Gemeinderat und…
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