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fixomnia-scribble · 1 month

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WOW.

Scientists found an amazingly well-preserved village from 3,000 years ago

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LONDON — A half-eaten bowl of porridge complete with wooden spoon, communal rubbish bins, and a decorative necklace made with amber and glass beads are just a handful of the extraordinarily well-preserved remnants of a late Bronze Age hamlet unearthed in eastern England that’s been dubbed “Britain’s Pompeii” and a “time capsule” into village life almost 3,000 years ago.

The findings from the site, excavated in 2015 to 2016, are now the subject of two reports, complete with previously unseen photos, published this week by University of Cambridge archaeologists, who said they cast light onto the “cosy domesticity” of ancient settlement life.

“It might be the best prehistoric settlement that we’ve found in Britain,” Mark Knight, the excavation director and a co-author of the reports, said in an interviewThursday. “We took the roofs off and inside was pretty much the contents,” he said. “It’s so comprehensive and so coherent.”

The reason for the rare preservation: disaster.

The settlement, thought to have originally consisted of several large roundhouses made of wood and constructed on stilts above a slow-moving river, was engulfed by a fire less than a year after being built.

During the blaze, the buildings and much of their contents collapsed into a muddy river below that “cushioned the scorched remains where they fell,” the university said of the findings. This combination of charring from the fire and waterlogging led to “exceptional preservation,” the researchers found.

“Because of the nature of the settlement, that it was burned down and its abandonment unplanned, everything was captured,” Knight added.

“As we excavated it, there was that feeling that we were picking over someone else’s tragedy,” he said of the eerie site in the swampy fenland of East Anglia. “I don’t think we could smell the fire but the amount of ash around us — it felt close.”

Researchers said they eventually unearthed four large wooden roundhouses and an entranceway structure, but the original settlement was probably “twice as big.”

The site at Must Farm dates to about 850 B.C., eight centuries before Romans came to Britain. Archaeologists have been shocked at “just how clear the picture is” of late Bronze Age life based on the level of detail uncovered, Knight said.

The findings also showed that the communities lived “a way of life that was more sophisticated than we could have imagined,” Duncan Wilson, head of Historic England, the public body responsible for preserving England’s historic environment, said in a statement.

The findings unearthed include a stack of spears, possibly for hunting or defense; a decorative necklace “with beads from as far away as Denmark and Iran”; clothes of fine flax linen; and a female adult skull rendered smooth, “perhaps a memento of a lost loved one,” the research found.

The inhabitants’ diet was also rich and varied, including boar, pike and bream, along with wheat and barley.

A pottery bowl with the finger marks of its maker in the clay was also unearthed, researchers said, still containing its final meal — “a wheat-grain porridge mixed with animal fats” — with a wooden spatula resting inside the bowl.

“It appears the occupants saved their meat juices to use as toppings for porridge,” project archaeologist Chris Wakefield said in the university’s news release. “Chemical analyses of the bowls and jars showed traces of honey along with ruminant meats such as deer, suggesting these ingredients were combined to create a form of prehistoric honey-glazed venison,” he added.

Skulls of dogs — probably kept as pets and to help with hunting — were also uncovered, and the dogs’ fossilized feces showed they fed on scraps from their owners’ meals, the research found.

The buildings, some connected by walkways, may have had up to 60 people living there all together, Knight said, along with animals.

Although no intact sets of human remains were found at the site, indicating that the inhabitants probably fled the fire safely, several sheep bones were found burned indoors. “Skeletal remains showed the lambs were three to six months old, suggesting the settlement was destroyed sometime in late summer or early autumn,” according to the university’s news release.

Ceramic and wooden vessels including tiny cups, bowls and large storage jars were also found. Some pots were even designed to nest, stacked inside one another, Knight said — evidence of an interest in aesthetics as well as practicality.

A lot of similar items were found replicated in each home, Knight added, painting the picture of completely independent homesteads for each family unit rather than distinct buildings for shared tasks — much like we live today.

Household inventories often included metal tools, loom weights, sickles for crop harvesting, axes and even handheld razors for cutting hair.

The roundhouses — one of which had almost 50 square meters (nearly 540 square feet) of floor space — had hearths and insulated straw and clay roofs. Some featured activity zones for cooking, sleeping and working akin to modern-day rooms.

The Must Farm settlement has produced the largest collection of everyday Bronze Age artifacts ever discovered in the United Kingdom, according to Historic England, which partly funded the 1.1 million pound ($1.4 million) excavation project.

The public body labeled the site a “time capsule,” including almost 200 wooden artifacts, over 150 fiber and textile items, 128 pottery vessels and more than 90 pieces of metalwork. Some items will go on display at the nearby Peterborough Museum next month.

Archaeologists never found a “smoking gun” cause for the fire, Knight said. Instead, they suspect it was either an attack from “outside forces,” which may explain why the inhabitants never returned to collect their possessions from the debris, or an accidental blaze that spread rapidly across the tightly nestled homes.

“Probably all that was left was the people and what they were wearing; everything else was left behind,” Knight said of the fire.

But the preservation has left a window for people to look back through in the future. “You could almost see and smell their world,” he said.

“The only thing that was missing was the inhabitants,” Knight added. “And yet … I think they were there — you certainly got glimpses.”

#archaeology #bronze age #UK archaeology #excavations

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dokyeomini · 1 year

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made myself a really nice brunch :)

#green beans with smoked tofu and a side of kimchi #and raw buckwheat porridge with honey and roasted nuts #i mixed in some soy drink powder as well #and cinnamon obv #and nlw im knitting #the bindoff of this shawl is a bit tricky

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pizzapizzadickz · 1 year

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Random fun facts b4 bed! Whoo!!!

I never rly realized just how severe my pickiness is. Bc. I'll eat anything. I love food. I love trying food too. Buuuut, if im at home I won't eat many foods. Lettuce, most raw veggies, I like chips but hate how they get stuck in my teeth (i avoid a lot of similar foods), and i hate it when I toast things too much and all the skin on the roof of your mouth just says "im outta here"). There's probably more but this is an example. Oh also i hate food touching (I'm fine with it when it's at restaurants tho bc that's how it's supposed to be so it's okay). And when I do go out to eat (and try something new), I generally like picking it out beforehand or I take a while to decide everything I want. I love that places have online menus now bc I often just decide using that.

Also I've been stimming a lot lately. Probably bc ive been tired. But I wonder why that tends to cause it? Probably bc it's a self soothing behaviour. How neat.

#diary #personal #disordered eating #ahh. but yeah. i hate eating mixed frozen veggies or shit like fruit salad.#like. i dont mind it if i combine it or cook it a certain way #but i absolutely hate just random crap thown together.#heres a list of some more specific foods and reasons actually #so lettuce. ive hated it since ive been a child. probablu bc its bitter? it tastes weird #i dont like uncooked veggies. carrots are a prime example. they crumble apart and end up just everywhere in your mouth. dont like.#i dont like unripe fruit. but i love the ripe kind.#AND THIS IS WHERE A PROBLEM STARTS. DO I CHANCE BUYING FRUIT NOT KNOWING WHAT ILL GET. NOPE. so i dont eat fruit much anymore...#i dont really like meat all that much. especially red meat like beef. specifically stakes n the like bc it hurts to chew for so long.#i also dont like chicken or porkchops bc theyre bland n suck (my parents dont season them well)#what else. hot dogs. hate them. i will eat them on ocassion but not something i like.#i dont like pinapple bc its too strong but i like it cooked.#i used to hate porridge but like it now bc if i dont use milk products like butter i can eat it without it hurting #i cant eat ribs. idk why. i wish i could bc theyre tasty but they hurt to eat and upset my stomach.#i used to hate bread bc i once ate one that tasted moldly. but now i love it especially buttered bread #what else... i think thats it for the most part? im allergic to a bunch of stuff too (actually theyre just sensitivity)#the stuff im sensitive to only makes my throat itch but it includes: almonds. pecans. wallnuts. sunflower seeds. mushrooms.#the rind on brie cheese. alfalfa sprouts (maybe due to mold on them or something???? idk why i have this one)#oh blue cheese. i think thats it? i used to have more that came and went. like honey for example.#im also really lactose intollerant #im also really picky in the way i eat and i have a hard time making myself food bc of low energy n srufd #like today i wanted a tuna or salmon sandwich. but i settled for a pb&j one bc my hands hurt and it seemed like a lot of work #i just couldnt rhink of making it up so i didnt!!!#but on another note i actually really love foods with strong flavours. like spicy foods. or smokey. strong cheese. etc #my eating habits could really be better though. i didnt have any veggies (again) today.#ahhh i do worry thats why ive been taking vitamins #its bc i just dont eat the right foods ever. like. most of my diet currently is cashews and bread.

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bebeburp · 2 years

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Rice is easy to digest and has a smooth texture. Contains apple and beetroot that are loaded with vitamins and minerals. Great source of energy and protein, calcium, and vitamin B. It is gluten-free.

#6 month baby food #4 month baby food #baby food products #baby foods #organic baby food #bebeburp baby food #bebe burp #puffed rice mixed porridge

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rayne-astrophile · 2 months

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i think i'm getting into another fandom :"D

Mashle x Reader Headcanons

When they were sick for the first time after getting into a relationship with you

Mash

Bro doesn't realise that he's sick

You have been pointing it out since morning, but he doesn't want to listen

He rarely gets sick, after all

So when he finally accepts the fact that he's actually sick, you help him get into bed

Nothing much happens, he's obedient

Until you give him medicine

He throws up after eating a pill

"T-Too bitter...."

You have to mix the medicine with the cream puff

At first, he'll be like "???" because the cream puff tastes like the medicine he threw up

But he finishes anyway, because it's the cream puff you made for him

After that, you give him another one to make up for that trick cuz you feel bad

He'll ask you to cuddle with him in his bed

He's a large teddy bear

The next day, he's already well, but you get sick because of the cuddle from last night

He'll ask Lance to help him take care of you ❤️

Lance

This man refuses to accept the fact that he's sick

"I'm not sick, I never get sick, I can't get sick because Anna needs me-"

"Anna will be upset if you don't take care of yourself."

And on the bed he goes

Nothing much to do, he can take medicine well

But he can't take it when you want to feed him porridge that you cook for him

"Stop, I'm not a child!"

"C'mon, this is the only time I can be romantic with you!"

After an argument that you barely win, you get to feed him

His cheeks are red when you reach out a spoonful of porridge, but the delightful smile on your face makes him eat anyway

It's true, both of you never have romantic moments together

He always focuses on healing Anna, and you respect that

You don't complain at all, and he's definitely grateful for that

For not leaving him because he puts his priority on someone else instead of you

Welcome to reality guys, family matters more than lover

That's why he doesn't mind it when you stay with him the whole day

This moment is the only time he spends with you, with you alone

Before, whenever he gets sick, he's always by himself

So when he has you, he's so grateful

For your love and patience for him

The next day, everything went back to normal

Both of you will act like usual, like friends do instead of lovers

Except for the fact that he always stands by your side instead of being beside Mash, Dot or Finn

It's a small change, you barely noticed it but you do anyway

And that just makes you love him more ❤️

Rayne

He knows that he's sick

The moment he wakes up, he knows there is something wrong with him and figures that he has a fever

But man doesn't care

He has a job, and he doesn't care about himself

But he has you, and you care for him

At first, you don't notice it

But when your hand accidentally brushes his, you can feel that he's burning

But he's quick to deny it

"Rayne! You're sick-"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

You force him to rest, but you know how he is

You give up and ask Wahlberg to give Rayne a one-day break, and he immediately agrees

He knows that lad needs rest too

So you come to Rayne, the wide grin on your face makes him furrow his eyebrows

"I asked Wahlberg-san to give you a one-day break. So let's rest!"

He sighs

"You're truly a stubborn one, aren't you?"

"You are, too!"

But he knows, that is one of the reasons why he falls in love with you

He lets you take him back to his dorm and tuck him to bed

You tend his needs; food, medicine and check his temperature from time to time

You never leave his side, and he doesn't complain

When the class time comes, he lets you go. He thinks he's not important enough for you to skip classes, so he tells you to go to class

You did go to class anyway, because you know he won't be a brat and get off the bed until you're back

After the class session, you go back to his dorm to check on him

When you arrive, he's sleeping

He looks so cute in his bunny blanket

You try to not make a sound, but when you touch his forehead to check on his temperature, his eyes snap open, startling you

He immediately sits up despite your protest

"I made some notes for you. You can catch up with the syllabus later, but you need to rest now."

He's grateful that he chooses you to be his partner

You make him a porridge and he lets you feed him without a word

This makes you happy, because you never have such moments with him

Rayne is a busy man. He never really has time for you, but you understand

So you treasure this moment so much

After feeding him, you tuck him back to bed and put a damp towel on his forehead to ease the temperature

When you think that he's sleeping, you play with his hair while sitting beside the bed happily

Little did you know, he's awake all along

He likes it when you play with his hair. It's soothing

When the night comes, you ask his roommate to switch with you for a night

At first, Rayne says that it is unnecessary, but you are his girlfriend, you have the right to be worried

You sit on a chair beside the bed, telling him about your day

He listens of course. This is the only moment he can spend his time with you, after all

Then, when you're getting sleepy, you rest your head on your palm as your elbow rests on the bed as you talk to him

He notices that you are getting sleepy

"Come, get on the bed." He offers

You had done everything for him today

You tend his needs, go to class, and stay by his side without break

He doesn't even know if you take your meal or not

So sharing a bed with you is the least he can do

At first, you refuse because you don't want him to be uncomfortable

But when he insists, you happily agree

You would take as small space as you could on the bed as you're still worried that he might get uncomfortable

But then he grabs your hand and pulls you into his embrace, shocking you

"Rayne...?"

He rests your head on his chest as his warmth engulfs you

"Don't talk. Just sleep,"

You try to raise your head to look at him, but he pushes your head back against his chest

But you can hear his heart beating fast

"....I'm sorry I can't spend time with you." You hear him mutter. "I can't give you attention like any other boyfriend does. I can't even spare a glance at you some days. Yet you're still here for me," You can't help but feel your heart ache at the vulnerability in his voice. You take his hand from your head and hold in yours as you raise your head to look at him. "I told you I love you, didn't I?" You smile softly at him. "It doesn't matter if you don't have time for me or if you can't give attention to me. I choose to love you." He can feel his heart skip a beat as you grin. "And you can't stop me from loving you, you should know that."

He shoves your face back to his chest as you let out a muffled 'oof'

You can hear his heart beating faster, making you smile

Oh, how you love this man

You wrap your arms around him and giggle

"I guess I need to wait until you get sick again to get your affection like this,"

"Oh, shut up."

I just love this man so much

#mashle #magic and muscles #mash burnedead #lance crown #rayne ames #mashle x reader #headcanon #rayne ames x reader #lance crown x reader #mash burnedead x reader

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homunculus-argument · 7 months

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Today on the internet I encountered someone asking the finnish side of reddit about blueberry soup. Why does this juice carton have the words "blueberry" and "soup" on it? is it literally soup made out of blueberries? How are you supposed to consume it? Like soup from a bowl, or do you drink it? Do you use it for cooking?

And the people in the comments were like yeah, it's blueberry soup. You can do whatever the fuck you want with it. Pour a dollop into your porridge for flavour. Add it into your morning smoothie. Eat it as a hot soup when you're sick. Mix it with vodka to make blueberry shots. Drink the rest of it cold straight from the carton next morning to treat your hangover. It's not any good for lube or lighter fluid, but other than that you can just do whatever.

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nova-amor · 6 months

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𓈒∘☁︎ ◜ 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 ◞

𝐜𝐰 — 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐩-𝐢𝐧-𝐯 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐬, 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 [𝐦𝐚𝐦��, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥], 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 —𝟐.𝟓𝐤

sunlight seeped into the bedroom through the slim crack of the curtains, coaxing you out from your deep slumber. your skin was hot and damp, sweat building on the skin behind your knees, between your thighs, and under your breasts. you propped yourself up on your elbow, peeling your skin off of toji’s as you rose out from the scalding warmth of the blanket and your boyfriend’s presence.

the cool floor beneath your feet was soothing, the chilling air raising much-needed goosebumps along your arms and legs. as much as you loved sleeping by toji’s side, you hated waking up every morning in a mixed puddle of his sweat and your own. regardless of how thin the blanket was or how low you set the air conditioner the night before, toji always seemed to burn at the temperature of the sun— which could be both a blessing and a curse depending on the situation.

your stomach growled as you slipped your legs through the holes of your panties, a reminder that last night’s dinner had been cut short as soon as toji had gotten home from work. you scooped up one of toji’s many shirts from off the bedroom floor, sliding your arms through the long sleeves of the button-up as you quietly made your way out of the bedroom. you had made sure to make your exit as quietly as possible, toji needed his sleep, especially after the numerous rounds of sex he had put you through the night before.

you caught one more glimpse of the sleeping man before you closed the door, a small smile forming on your lips at the sight. the blanket was loosely draped over toji’s hips, his head resting to the side— inky black hair falling over his forehead, thick muscles relaxed, and pink lips parted as a series of soft snores escaped him. he looked so innocent, so peaceful— a complete opposite to his usual rough and tough demeanor.

the rest of the apartment was cold as well, the shirt you donned barely providing you any warmth. you were almost desperate enough to crawl back into bed with toji, preferring to lay in your sweat than freeze to death in the apartment’s hallway.

you flicked the light on in the kitchen, the hum of the appliances buzzing in your ears as you made your way around the kitchen. you pulled out any breakfast essentials stocked in the fridge and pantry, the idea of making tamagoyaki, salted salmon, and rice porridge acting as your guide. you rarely had saw toji throughout the week given your busy schedules, which meant that you barely had a chance to spend time together, let alone have breakfast together. wanting to treat toji with a good-quality breakfast, you eagerly dived head-first into cooking up something for the two of you.

you tried to keep the clinking of pans and rustling through the fridge to a minimum, your actions cautious and mute. as you broiled the salted salmon in the oven and closed the oven door, you felt strong hands grip at the sides of your waist, tugging you back into the warm front of your boyfriend.

toji peered down at you, sleep still evident in his expression as he tucked your back flushed against his chest. you tilted your head back to look up at him, beaming at his sudden presence. his arms wrapped around your waist, a matching smile tugging at his lips.

“did i wake you? i tried to be quiet,” you explained to him, sinking further into his embrace. toji’s arms flexed around you, his bare muscles tensed as he held you tightly in his arms.

“no, but whatever you’re cooking did,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment at the affection. toji was never soft around anyone, rarely allowing himself to wear his heart on his sleeve. so, you embraced his love whenever it was displayed. “smells good in here, mama,”

toji’s head dipped down, his lips brushing against the outershell of your ear. the next few words he whispered into your ear made a shiver run down the length of your spine, nipples starting to harden through the thin fabric of the buttoned shirt as your pussy lips began to tingle.

“but, you smell better,”

it didn’t take much longer before toji had you folded over the kitchen countertop, the buttons of your shirt undone and lacy thong pulled to the side. he was kneeled down behind you, strong hands kneading and massaging at the soft globes of your ass. his face was buried into your cunt, nose flattened against your perineum as his tongue dived into your gummy walls.

you were a whimpering, blubbering mess— eyes squeezed shut and calves straining to maintain your position on the tips of your toes as toji pulled every fiber of pleasure out from your depths. he nuzzled his face into your cunt, a chuckle muffled between your folds as he lapped at your clit with the flat of his tongue.

“tojiii,” you whined his name, barely able to find a grip along the smooth surface of the counter. you felt your skin heat up as your stomach growled, embarrassment settling over you. “what about breakfast? i’m hungry.”

“and, i’m hungry for this pretty cunt, mama,” toji pulled away, landing a harsh smack to one of your cheeks. you almost buckled beneath your weight from the impact, another whimper escaping you as toji landed another hit to your ass.

“you gonna deny me of my breakfast, huh?” you shook your head, knowing well-enough not to deny toji from he wanted. “didn’t think so. so, whatever you were makin’ can wait for now, baby; let me finish eatin’ first. this pussy’s so much better than breakfast anyway.”

toji continued to lick away at your cunt, your arousal staining his mouth and chin with a thin gloss before dripping down to the puddle forming on the tiled floor. he smothered his face in your essence, groaning at the musky flavor of your arousal as he rolled his tongue in loose circles around your clit. he hummed in delight when he thrusted his tongue into your tight hole, squishy walls barely able to clench around the muscle as he dares his tongue in and out too quick for your liking.

toji was an expert in many things, his ego growing larger when he was successful in completing a task. whatever he set his mind to, he could do it right the first time around. and, one of those things was ripping an orgasm out from you with just the flick of his tongue.

your body quivered against toji’s tongue, a series of moans and chants of his name ripping through you as your orgasm washed over you. it felt like an out-of-body experience as toji suckled hard on your swollen clit— thighs trembling, knees buckling, and tears brimming at the edges of your eyes. you could barely even hear yourself, it was like you watching your orgasm tear through you from a third perspective.

“you good, mama?” toji teased, standing right back up behind you. he twisted your limp body around to face him, smirking at the sight of dried tears streaking down your cheeks. you couldn’t hold yourself up, your elbows propped up on the counter behind you for some semblance of supprt while toji’s hips pinned you against the kitchen cabinets.

“yeah, yeah, i’m good,” you breathed out, head lolling to the side as your eyes fluttered close. you could barely catch your breath. “just need a second,”

toji nodded, one of his hands finding its place on the hinge of your jaw. he leaned forward to pepper a series of pecks on your lips, his lips pillow soft and stained with the remnants of your release. he allowed you a few more seconds of peace before truly capturing your lips in a heated kiss, your head dipping back as he pried your mouth open with his tongue.

he explored every space within your mouth, tongue swirling and flicking against your own. you could still taste yourself on him, moaning at the familiar musky yet sweet flavor of your essence. while toji dominated your mouth, he tugged his pajama pants down to his thighs, aching cock pressing against your abdomen.

he flipped you around once again, bending you back over the edge of the kitchen counter. one of his hands pressed against the nape of your neck, holding you place as he rolled his hips behind you, his cock thrusting between the puffy folds of your cunt.

“you like that, mama? like it when i glide my cock against your wet pussy?” he teased you, his green eyes fixated on the sight of your entrance drooling arousal all over the head of his cock.

“yesyesyes— toji, pleasee,” you mewled, back arching deeper as your hips chased after him. toji’s cock poked at the tight entrance of your cunt before slipping out, your hole aching to be stretched and filled by his familiar girth. “need it s’ bad, need ya t’ rail me, pleasee.”

toji chuckled, “need me t’ rail you, huh? such a needy girl,” toji’s cock pushed past the tight ring of your cunt, a groan slipping from you as he stretched your walls around his width. regardles of how many times he had fucked you or how long he spent prepping you, there was no possible way you could ever become familiar with the thickness of toji’s cock. “that’s my girl… my good fuckin’ girl, oh fuck—”

he almost choked as your hips began to roll against him, your body unable to resist to urge to bounce on his cock. your ass wiggled as you fucked yourself on him, guttural groans and whispers of praise leaving toji’s lips as he watched you openly use him for your own pleasure. he was mesmerized by the sight.

“fuck, mama, you’re so fucking tight,” he strained through his teeth, the dull edges of his nails sinking into the flesh of your ass cheeks as he guided your hips along. he couldn’t help the series of rambles he let out as he watched your cunt swallow up his cock before spitting him right back out.

“love fuckin’ ya first thing in the morning, havin’ ya as my breakfast,” he praised, his hands moving up to cross over the nape of your neck. his fingers pressed into your levator scaps, holding you place as he rutted his hips into you. “feels so good, mama, perfect pussy squeezin’ the life out of me. just can’t help it if i fuck you… a little… harder.”

toji’s cock began to pound into you, carving its curve and width into your tight, gummy walls. beads of drool seeped from the corner of your mouth as he fucked into you faster, the ridges of his cock molding into your walls as the head of his cock smacked against your cervix. your breath hitched, having complete gone silent from how hard he was fucking you.

“c’mon, mama, let me hear them pretty moans. moan for me,” he ordered in between thrusts, speaking through gritted teeth. his abs were clenched, stomach inhaled as he felt his orgasm began to grow within him— his tight balls slapping against your swollen clit. “let me hear how good i’m makin’ you feel, baby. come— fuckin’— on.”

your brain was fried, incoherent sentences rolling off your tongue as you struggled to locate any words amongst the mushy puddle that was your mind. pornographic moans and whimpers filled the air, the wet squelching sound of your cunt bouncing off toji’s cock echoing off the walls.

“fucckk, toji, s’ good, so good so good— g’na cum— g’na cumm,” you moaned, pussy fluttering around toji as he nudged against your g-spot. “need t’ cum on your cock, pleaseee…”

a sly smile made its way onto toji’s lips, his cock stilling within you. his large hands found yours, tucking your arms behind your back and forcing you up off the counter, your back nearly flushed against his chest. he kept your arms pinned behind you with one hand while his other hand gripped at your breast, rolling you hardened nipple between his rough fingers.

“‘s that right, mama? can feel ya clenchin’ around my cock,” he spoke into your ear, his hips rolling back into its quick and sharp pace. “want ya t’ cream all over this cock, baby. want me t’ cum with ya? want me t’ fill this cunt to the brim with my seed? g’na dump my fuckin’ load and fuck it into ya. g’na make you a real mama, baby, wanna see this belly get round with my seed.”

every word toji spoke into your ear made your pussy clench harder around, squeezing every inch of his cock as he bullied your g-spot. his thrusts grew fast, sloppy and frenzied as he threw you over the edge of your orgasm.

“toji toji tojiii,” you chanted his name like a prayer, too far gone to care about how loud and obnoxious you probably sounded. your thighs trembled against him and head spinning as your second orgasm rolled over you. you swore you could see the pearly white gates of heaven from how good he was fucking you through your orgasm. “cum in me, pleaseeee— need ya t’ fill me up— wanna have your babies, toji, pleeaseee,”

without hesitation, toji spilled his load into you like he had promised. a primal growl resonated from deep within him as he tightened his grip on your forearms, his hips remaining pressed harshly up against your ass, his cum oozing out from the sides and spilling onto your inner thighs.

“fucck, baby,” toji rasped out as he peeled his cock out from your warm walls, his cock covered in a thin white layer of your combined cum. “didn’t hurt ya, did i?”

you shook your head, settling down on the ground from how little you were able to support yourself on your own two feet. toji looked down at you, his expression softened as he handed you a small kitchen towel to clean yourself off with.

“n-no, i’m all good,” you looked up at him, aimlessly cleaning yourself up. toji’s cock hardened once more at the sight of you on your knees— lips bruised, eyes wide and blown-out, and skin glistening with sweat.

“toji, your dick is still hard— wanna help you with that, okay?” you whispered to him, tossing the kitchen towel off to the side as you shuffled closer to him while on your knees. you pawed at the base of his shaft, twisting your wrist as you began to stroke him. your other hand fondled his tightening balls, massaging the delicate skin with a feather-light touch. “want ya t’ fuck my mouth, okay? need it so bad.” you were truly hypnotized by toji’s erection, his stroke game so good that it put you in a trance.

“mama, i thought you were hungry.” he watched with eager eyes as you took him into your mouth, greedy tongue cleaning off any white beads of his cum and yours on his length. your cheeks hollowed, tongue pressed to the underside of his cock before retracting his shaft from your mouth with a loud, wet ‘pop’.

“not anymore,” you murmured, staring up at him with glossy eyes. he wanted to take a picture of you— your fingers barely able to wrap around his size as you pumped, your lips parted deliciously with the semi-translucent stains of saliva and cum. “rather have this cock for breakfast.”

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Come train with me - Sebastian Vettel x DaneOlympicAthletics! Reader

Plot: Sebastian Vettel asks to train with his Olympian Girlfriend for one day to see the difference in Formula One training and decathlon training.

Credit to wendigoactivities for the GIF

"Okay, so what do you do when I normally am on a race weekend. I want to do your training with you!" he smiles looking at you.

"Are you sure it's pretty intense!" you say, knowing that your routine could end up being a whole day thing.

"Leibling! You forget that I'm an athlete myself!" he says, pulling you into a kiss before ripping the covers off the pair of you and getting up.

"Okay, get your running gear on baby" you smile before entering the bathroom and washing your face with some water. You change into shorts and a sports bra and ended tying your hair up in a low ponytail.

"I'm ready!" he smiles zipping up his long-sleeved running shirt. You walk him down to the kitchen and pour two glasses of orange juice for the pair of you.

"Drink up" you smile and he does, pretty much taking the small glass in one long gulp whereas you slowly take it down.

"Okay, we're going out on a run 5k, and do 5 100m sprints at each 1000 bench mark!" you say as you lead out the back of your home to the woodland trail you used for running.

"That doesn't sound too hard!" he smiles, pulling you in for a kiss before you dart off starting the first 100 meter sprint. He does struggled to keep up with you during the sprint to the point you had to jog on the spot to wait for him after the check point.

He wasn't out of breath when he got to you, and both continued on with the run.

"Okay, finished that awful run, what next?" he asks.

"Go to the home gym, do some squats and lift some weights before showering and time for some breakfast!" you smile and you both walk down the trail and into the back door. Your dog, Polly comes running up to the both of you and jumps into his dad's arms.

You cheekily snap a picture of them before you make your way over to the gym.

You hop in the home gym bathroom to wash while Seb goes upstairs into the ensuite.

Once you've finished you go to the kitchen, pulling out the porridge your nutritionist and private chef made for you along with the pre-cut fruits to add to it.

You hand Sebastian the other portion which he thanks you for, he mixes his fruit into the porridge whereas you leave yours alone on the side.

"Now where do you go?" he asks.

"Well, I go to the training centre. I have two separate days when doing a decathlon and I try to train for the event I'd being doing on that day! So, we just did the 5k with the sprints in it for the 100m sprint I'd complete first. Now we'd be training for discus throw, then pole vault which we both know I'm terrible at, then we'd break and have lunch. Then my fav which is Javelin throw before rounding of with the 400m which again we class a this mornings run!" you explain the daily plan for day 1.

"Oh! That sounds good to me!" he says and you both pack up a lunch to take with you before leaving for the car.

He drives both of you to the training center. It was very large holding an athletics field in the back that had the perfect running track with a centre piece where you could do long jump, or throw javelin spears. And then inside there was things for high jump and pole vaulting.

You spend the afternoon there, taking a break halfway through for lunch where you introduced Seb to anyone he hadn't actually met yet.

"Thank you for bringing me back home!" you'd smiled at him happy to be back in the homeland.

Denmark, specifically Copenhagen always had a special place in your heart, but you'd moved to Germany with Seb after 8 months of dating.

So when he said that you guy's should get a home in Denmark it was all too perfect that you parents were attempting to downsize your childhood family home. You brought it from your parents and made some renovations a few years back but predominately were in Germany.

However, now that you were back for the summer break, on a little holiday you felt almost refreshed.

"Any-time, this is your home!" he smiles softly picking at his lunch trying so of the chicken.

"Mmmmm that's not true, my home is where-ever you are Skat!" you smile at him, pulling him in for a kiss which he kindly returns.

"I really really love you Y/N!" he says looking in your eyes holding that contact.

"Yeah? Well... I love you too" you smile, placing a kiss on his lips your fingers running through his hair.

"I know you do" he smiles.

You guys end up getting back on with the exercises and by the end he's lying on the mat needing a five minute breather.

"Come on old man, I know you've got more stamina than that!" you tease looking at his as he looks up at you.

"I think we've got to call it a day, home time?" he asks and you shake your head before nodding!

You end up driving you both home, him using the excuse that his legs were on fire after the amount of squats you'd made him do. Which you didn't mind, your husband had a fantastic array of vehicles. They ranged from a Porsche, to a Ferrari, to a Aston Martin his latest to the collection and you always loved driving his flash cars around.

You crank up the radio signing along to the radio while Seb leans his head against the window with his eyes shut lightly humming to the music.

This right here was the life you'd always dreamt off.

y/user

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y/user: Showing my husband how an Olympic Athlete trains everyday. p.s he struggled :)

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sebastianvettel: I didn’t struggle! You liar! <3

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It's all for you, everything I do

pairings: Levi Ackerman x reader

genre: fluff

summary: Inspired by the sweetest post by @humanitys-strongest-bamf (can be read [here])!

You and Levi spend some well-needed downtime together, sharing each other's company and relaxing with a hot bath.

word count: 1,813

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55328983

You enter the dimly lit room with a small groan, the loud creak of the ageing door alerts the empty room of your arrival. Your muscles do their best to protest as you manoeuvre your weary body towards the bed. You had pushed yourself too far, yet again, feeling the burn that only an extended ODM session could provide. Training in such cold weather isn’t ideal, the bitter air had caused your skin to sting more and more with each passing minute spent flying around in the forest, leading up to your reluctant retreat back to your room.

You're sure you will regret it in the morning, as you will no doubt find yourself achingly curled around a lukewarm bowl of porridge, a common occurrence for you. But for tonight, you don't care as you flop onto the firm mattress, letting your body sink into the soft blankets decorating the bed. You groan as you wiggle into a more comfortable position on your back, one arm thrown over your face while a single leg hangs off the edge of the bed.

Just as you are about to drift off into a peaceful slumber, eyelids heavy with exertion, the door to the small bathroom is thrown open. The unexpected sound causes you to jump and you slowly lift your gaze to the figure watching you from the doorway.

There's only one person who has unrestricted access to your private quarters, having taken to spending more time there than in his room. You remember his gruff voice as he attempted to explain himself the day you called him out on it: “Don’t let it get to your head, people are less likely to hunt me down here to deal with their bullshit.”

You snap yourself out of the memory and glance up at him. Levi's figure is bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, bleeding around him and breaking into the dark room surrounding you. You cannot catch his expression, his body is consumed by the shadows hiding from the light, yet his posture is relaxed. A halo of light hovers over him, ripples of water reflecting on the ceiling above, dancing in the amber haze of the room. Looking closer at his hidden form, you can spot the bare skin of his forearms, his sleeves having been rolled up before your appearance.

He lets out a small breath, close enough to a chuckle, before making his way to the bed. You smile up at him, now looming over your relaxed form.

“Hey there.” You break the silence, voice low to not disrupt the soft moment weaving around the two of you.

“Hey,” his reply is equally soft and he bends down to gently prod at your forehead, earning him a lighthearted scoff. “If your muscles haven’t turned to stone yet, get up. I’ve prepared a bath, don’t let it get cold.”

“You ran a bath for me?” You murmur in disbelief and awe. Part of you shouldn’t be too surprised, Levi usually prefers to show his affection through actions, yet the domestic act causes your heart to swell. You begin to sit up, moving to lean on an elbow, still comfortable on the bed and giving no signs of relocating any time soon.

“Did you train so much that it caused you to lose your hearing?”

He grows impatient at your lack of movement and before you know it, his strong hand is gripped around your ankle, giving you a warning tug. You meet his amused stare with your own, without a single word, you then make a show of flopping back down onto the bed. Your laughter almost drowns out his groan, and before you know it, he begins to move away from the bed without releasing you.

“Hey!...hey, hey, hey…!” Your weak protests, mixed with shocked giggles, are interrupted by a small crash and you let out a yelp as your body collides with the wooden floor. Levi stands over you with his arms crossed over his chest, looking a little too proud of himself.

“That was mean.” You state plainly, watching as his eyes flick up to the ceiling before falling back onto you.

“You would only complain if you ended up having a cold bath.” He shrugs before crouching down and wrapping his arm under your legs, easily cradling you to his chest as he stands.

With no retort ready to toss at him, you simply snuggle closer to his chest instead, letting him carry you towards the bathroom. A wave of heat hits you once he crosses the threshold and you watch the steam rise from the tub, twisting in the air before fading away.

A few candles are dotted around the room, the wax dripping down and onto the small plates below while the condensation does its best to cling onto its waxy stick. The rest of the room is covered in a light sheen of mist, growing foggy with the heat infiltrating the air. You are speechless at the effort he has gone to just to get you to relax.

He bends to let you stand on your own, silently turning around to gather the soaps while giving you enough privacy to undress. You make quick work of your uniform, leaving it in a messy pile in the corner of the room, something you know he will complain about later once the domestic bliss has faded and the reality of the world kicks back in. But for now, you embrace the tender atmosphere and slowly sink into the hot water, a small groan slipping past your lips as your aching muscles slowly begin to relax.

The water comes up to your shoulders, gently lapping over your skin with each movement. Once he knows you are settled, Levi finally turns around and places the collection of soaps along the edge of the pristine tub. Before he gets the chance to move away, your hand darts out of the bubbly water and latches onto his exposed forearm.

“What is it?” He raises an eyebrow, his head tilted in confusion at your sudden movement.

“Join me?” Your voice is tender while you gaze up at him longingly, “It’s been a while since we got to spend time together. And no, doing paperwork together in silence isn’t the same thing.”

He stays rooted on the spot for a moment and you almost begin to worry that he will reject the offer, but he is quick to begin unbuttoning his shirt. You look away with a small grin, extending the same courtesy to him while you shuffle forward in the tub.

You entertain yourself with the bubbles floating atop the water, collecting some within your palms and gently blowing on them. You watch the small collection of suds float through the air before rejoining the fizzing pile below. You can hear the small rustling of fabric to your side, Levi is no doubt making sure each piece is folded and stored where they can’t get damp. Once he’s finished, content that not a single crease will dare to find its way onto his clothing, he carefully slides behind you into the warm water.

He gets himself settled, his legs resting on either side of yours as he pulls you closer to lean against his firm chest. His hands find yours as he laces your fingers together, softly resting your intertwined hands against your stomach while you allow your head to rest against his shoulder. Moments pass without a sound while the two of you allow yourselves to have a moment of peace together, the consistent slosh of water breaking the silence as you wiggle to get more comfortable.

He gently rubs small circles onto the slowly pruning flesh of your hands while he places gentle kisses against your shoulder, the action bringing a small laugh from your lips as his nose passes along a rather ticklish spot. You give him a small warning splash, earning yourself a soft poke in the side in response.

“Thank you for this, Levi.”

“What? For the poke?” An incredulous tone colours his voice and you resist the urge to roll your eyes, knowing he would most likely sense the action even if he can’t see it.

“No, not for the damn poke. For setting all this up.”

He holds onto you tighter, his legs crossing over yours to cling with every limb possible. You free one of your hands from his grip and raise it to run your fingers through his hair, the black strands feeling like pure silk. Even with his face hidden from you, you can feel his soft smile against your shoulder.

“It doesn’t take much effort to run a bath, but it is nice to spend some more time together.” You give him a small hum in agreement, idly playing with his fingers while he watches with fond amusement as you poke and bend the individual digits.

“Yeah, it’s nice to try and act normal every now and then as well.” You can feel the gentle shake of his chest, the silent laughter reserved for you and you alone.

“Oi, are you trying to say I’m not normal?” Levi tries his best to let the usual aloofness show through his voice, yet his humour remains.

“Oh, I’m sorry ‘Mr. I could kill a titan with my glare’. Are you trying to argue that any aspect of our lives happens to be normal?” You try to turn to give him a disapproving look, yet his arms keep you held firmly in place.

“That’s an exaggeration and you know it. My glare isn’t that bad.” Before you can interrupt him to remind him of the time his glare caused a fresh cadet to burst into tears, he continues, “Now hush, stop ruining the moment and relax for once, will you?”

You gently knock your ankle against his, grinning in victory before feeling his retaliation. He lets out a small swear as a wave of water is released over the side of the tub and onto the tiles below, covering the floor in a soapy current. You silently mourn your dry clothes, which are now proceeding to soak up the rogue water. With a small sigh, you shift so that you can rest your head against his chest, hearing the gentle beating of his heart. His free hand comes to rest atop your head, tenderly stroking his fingers through your hair and absentmindedly playing with the ends of each strand.

The still warm water tickles your flesh with each slow ebb and flow of its man-made waves, the gentle thump of his heart allows the exhaustion you had been trying to hold off to overtake you once more. You let your eyes flutter shut, the knowledge that would be safe to doze off within Levi’s warm embrace follows you as sleep finally takes you.

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