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sabbathsermon · 5 months
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Éclaircissements sur les évènements d'Apocalypse chapitre 9
Éclaircissements sur les évènements d’Apocalypse chapitre 9 En lien avec notre étude de l’école du Sabbat de Daniel 11, dans la leçon n°9 de la deuxième section, intitulée “Les puissances islamiques et le roi du nord”, je tenais à fournir quelques éléments supplémentaires qui permettront, je pense, d’évacuer tous doutes et toutes incertitudes qu’on ait pu avoir sur les évènements qui eurent lieu…
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turcott3 · 2 months
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lando norris x fem! reader
warnings?: cursing, alcohol, smut, p in v, creampie, and ofc as per usual!!!!! fluff!!!!!
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~i’m gonna make you want more, i’m gonna be your new favorite~
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you laid on the couch with a glass of wine, chatting with lando, who you became friends with through your cousin. the two of you had grown somewhat close, however, you always felt a bit of tension when you were together, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. the two of you sat watching youtube downing drinks. you were already past the point of a buzz, you were a bit tipsy. both of you were.
“i feel like i haven’t had sex in so long.”
“lando is the middle of the season, that checks out.” you laugh.
“yeah but like, it kinda sucks.”
“you like to get your dick wet huh?” you laugh.
“yep, no shame in it.” he admits confidently.
“you wanna know something crazy?” you say picking up your glass.
“hit me.”
“a man has never made me finish.”
“really?” he gasps.
“nope, only i’ve been able to accomplish that shit myself.” you say, face slightly pink at the fact that you admitted that to him.
“wow.” he scoffs.
“i wish i knew what it felt like to cum at the hands of someone else.” you continue, digging yourself a deeper hole.
“well i can show you, if you want.” he states taking a sip. you didn’t know why, but suddenly your heart dropped.
“oh uh, i mean you dont have to-“
“maybe i want to? i’m not pity fucking you y/n. you’re gorgeous.” he replies. you couldn’t help the blush that creeped onto your face at his words. you scooted close to him boldly, taking his face into your hands, connecting your lips lazily. you could taste the alcohol on both of your breaths, becoming more intoxicated by the second. not more drunk, but more horny.
“lay down for me sweetheart.” he states as you pull away. you pull your shirt over your head, exposing yourself to him. you lay back and he crawls over you, attaching his lips to your neck as your fingers pulled at his curls.
“lando please.” you beg, tugging at the brunette’s curls lightly. he pulls away giggling.
“so anxious.” he teases, helping you pull your pants off before discarding all of his own. you scanned his dark, toned body up and down, observing the way the light hit all of his muscles perfectly. you couldn’t believe the sight in front of you. maybe the tension you couldn’t land you mind on, was sexual all along.
“i wanna do this the right way. so before you ask, no, i’m not eating you out. as much as i want to.” he smirks, leaning over you attaching your lips.
“don’t care, just want you in me.” you mumbled as you watched him rub himself hard.
“what’s that pretty girl?” he replies not hearing you.
“lan please, fuck me.” you say just a little louder and he smirks. he sits up positioning himself between your legs, running his hard cock through your folds before pushing himself into your wet pussy.
“god so wet for me huh princess?” he giggles as you attempt to gain your composure. you grip onto his shoulders as your head remained still between his hands that were on either side of you. he thrusted into you deeply, wrapping your legs around his hips. so far everything felt good. with every thrust he stretched you to a new level, his tip brushing the sensitive spot in your core.
“fuck lando.” you moan out.
“yeah you like that huh?” he grunts and all you can do is nod. your nails dug into his shoulders harshly. your moans beginning to be drowned out by the sound of his skin slapping against yours as he picked up his speed. he brought his lips to yours to quiet you down as your moans became yelps.
“shhh baby, you’re gonna wake up the neighbors.” he coos in your ear before replanting his lips onto yours. his kiss had become addicting to you, almost more so than the way his dick was pounding into you. he pulled out of you to roll over and get up on all fours, he plunged back into you easily, fucking you deeper and harder than before. you were a moaning mess, tears welling up in your eyes.
“oh my god.” you say. the familiar feeling of your orgasm was close. closer than you thought. it came out of nowhere.
“you gonna cum for me?” he smirks.
“fuck yes i think i a- oh my god.” you begin, interrupted by an orgasm ripping through your abdomen.
“good girl.” he mutters in your ear, slowing down his thrusts as you began to come down, your legs quivering slightly.
“oh my god, you made me fucking cum.” you giggle as he came to a stop, pulling out of you.
“told you.” he smirks.
“you’re fucking incredible.” you say grabbing onto his face and bringing him in for a deep kiss.
“too bad i didn’t get my turn.” he frowns jokingly.
“now hold on, that would be unfair of me. sit down.” you say and he does as he’s told. you straddle his hips shakily, sinking yourself onto him. you felt yourself get horny all over again. he placed his hands on your hips, assisting you in bouncing up and down on his thick cock. you knew he wasn’t gonna last long at the way he grunted every time you came down. you laid a kiss on his lips, lingering until you felt his cock twitch and spill his climax deep into you. you fucked him until he was dry.
“fucking hell.” he grunts leaning his head back to look at the ceiling.
“fuck this is gonna be messy.” you groan realizing the mess you’d make once you stood up.
“i mean you could just not move.” he suggests, his brain currently replaced by dick.
“very funny.” you reply slapping him lightly on the chest as you pull him out of you, the mixture of your climaxes forming a small puddle around the base of his cock. you dropped to your knees, sucking him clean of the juices, his jaw dropping at the sight.
“better?” you reply wiping your mouth.
“uh huh.” he replies, no words forming.
“uh here’s your clothes, i know you have practice tomorrow i don’t wanna keep you all night.” you reply picking his clothes up off the floor. you weren’t sure why you felt the need to tell him he could leave. you knew you cared about him but you didn’t know his feelings towards you.
shit for all you knew you liked him. after all he was the only man that knew how to make you finish. he was your new favorite.
“is it alright if i stay?” he asks, scratching the back of his head.
“oh uh- yes of course. i just wasn’t sure that you’d want to.”
“of course i do, what do you think this is? i didn’t fuck you out of pity, i told you that.” he giggles pulling his boxers back on and laying back on the couch.
“come here pretty girl.” he says opening his arms to you as you pulled your baggy tshirt over your head. you positioned yourself between his legs, laying your head on his chest as he strokes your hair.
“i’m glad you didn’t want to leave.” you mumble.
“what was that?”
“i’m glad you didn’t want to leave.” you state louder, leaning up to look at him. he replies by guiding your lips back to his, his tongue plunging into your mouth with ease.
“so what do we do now?” you reply giggling, pulling away from him.
“you busy tomorrow? i got a paddock pass.” he smiles.
“i’ll clear my schedule.” you blush, laying your head against his chest, dozing off to the sound of his slow heart beat and the feeling of his fingers running delicately through your hair.
“sweet dreams my pretty girl.” he whispers, that being the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.
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Préparation du café
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fusionmix · 3 months
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this kid in the background is so excited. He started dancing briefly and then second guessed himself a second into what I suspect was meant to be the griddy.
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anyway, Alex Turcotte rocks. Rooting hard for him to beat the bust allegations.
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Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres (French, 1780 - 1867) Le Bain turc, 1862 Musée du Louvre
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prettygirlformula · 10 months
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ok everyone, say thank u to alex turcotte for the summer content!!!!
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frostbeees · 11 months
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sunday funday • 5.28.23
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darkangel0410 · 3 months
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TURCS MY BELOVED
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formydiscordbesties · 28 days
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Canine Complications: The Furry Fiasco of Friendship Turned Love
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Cole and I have been inseparable since childhood, but recently, our friendship has taken on a different hue, blurring the lines between platonic companionship and something more. When Cole extended the invitation for me to move in with him, it wasn't entirely unexpected; after all, he had been living solo for a while. As I settled into our shared space, I couldn't help but infuse it with my own touches, realizing that Cole's decorating skills were somewhat lacking when it came to furnishing an entire apartment.
"I think we're all set now," I announce, stepping back to admire the picture collage I just hung on a bare wall.
"Wow, that looks fantastic," Cole remarks, joining me and folding his arms across his chest. Whenever he's this close, my heart flutters nervously. Our relationship had evolved into something complex, whether we acknowledged it or not. The collage featured snapshots of our shared memories, moments captured with our families and beloved pets. It added a cozy vibe to our home, and I couldn't help but linger on the photo of Cole and his dearly missed dog, Olive.
"What if we got a dog?" I blurt out suddenly.
"What?"
"What if we got a dog, like, today? Right now? I can tell you're missing Olive terribly," I suggest, turning to face him.
"Well, we do have the space for it," he muses, surveying the kitchen and living area.
"I'll drive," I offer, grabbing my keys from the hook. A smile tugs at his lips, knowing how much this means to him. With purse in hand and Cole grabbing a hat and wallet, we venture out into the crisp winter air. Arriving at the pet store, we peruse the aisles, gathering supplies and toys before heading to the shelter in search of our furry companion. At the checkout counter, he insists on footing the bill.
"Cole, this was my idea. I should be paying," I protest.
"You're lucky if I let you spend a dime today, Y/N," he chuckles, as the cashier announces the total. Our dynamic has shifted recently, with him being unusually generous. It's a departure from our usual routine, but I don't dwell on it. Once everything is loaded into the trunk, he swiftly grabs the keys and hops into the driver's seat.
"Cole Caufield," I call out, lingering by the trunk.
"Y/N, just get in the car," he retorts before shutting the door. I settle into the passenger seat as he flashes me a goofy grin.
"What's with the grin?" I inquire.
"Nothing," he replies cryptically before starting the car and steering towards the shelter. It's a short drive, and soon we're walking arm in arm into the shelter.
"Hi there, how can we assist you today?" a kind woman greets us.
"We're hoping to adopt a puppy," Cole announces proudly.
"Excellent! The puppies are down that hall to your right," she directs us with a smile.
"Thank you," I reply, as we head down the hallway, entering a room filled with adorable furballs. Instantly, a golden doodle bounds over to Cole.
"Hello there, sweetheart," he coos, noticing the pink collar around her neck.
"She's taken a liking to you," I observe, leaning against him.
"I think she's made the decision for us," he remarks, scratching her ears affectionately. I step out to inform the staff of our choice.
"We've decided on the little golden doodle with the pink collar," I inform them.
"Isn't she adorable? I'll fetch the paperwork for you," the lady says, retrieving the necessary documents. Cole joins me with the puppy in his arms, showering her with kisses. Hastily, I sign the paperwork, eager to take our new addition home.
"She's lucky to have such wonderful parents," the woman remarks, as she files away the paperwork. Cole and I exchange a glance, the word "parents" carrying a weighty significance.
"Thank you, and have a great day!" I chirp, taking the puppy from Cole as we exit the building.
"So, we're officially parents," Cole remarks as he starts the car.
"We are," I affirm, a smile spreading across my face. As we discuss names, "Lia" emerges as the perfect choice.
"I love it," he agrees, reaching over to pet Lia before resting his hand on my thigh, his touch sending a warmth coursing through me.
There it is again. The complexity of our relationship.
Back at the apartment, I settle in with Lia while Cole fetches the remaining items. Once everything is unpacked and arranged, he starts a fire and coaxes Lia into his bedroom. Chuckling at his effortless charm, I make myself comfortable on the couch. After a while, I decide to check on them, finding them curled up together, fast asleep. It's a heartwarming sight, one I can't resist capturing with a photo.
"Come cuddle, Y/N," Cole murmurs softly, surprising me.
"Sure," I respond, joining them on the bed. As I stroke Cole's hair, a warmth blossoms within me.
"There's no one else I'd rather share this with," Cole admits, his gaze softening.
"I feel the same," I confess, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks. He presses a gentle kiss to my forehead before drifting off to sleep, his head nestled against mine.
Maybe our relationship isn't as complicated as it seems.
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walker-diaries · 2 years
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alicelacalisse · 3 months
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depuis que j'ai pris une carte ugc je me comporte exactement comme un mec de la colline du crack je me gratte les veines hier j'y suis allée à 15h je suis sortie je pensais déjà à ce que j'allais voir le lendemain
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thedragonmod · 4 months
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Went ahead and made a new blog header and avatar for the new year. See ya'll in 2024!
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turcott3 · 2 months
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logan sargeant x fem! reader
warnings?: cursing, smut!!, oral sex, foreplay, unprotected sex, breeding kink (hence the song)
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~watchin movies but we ain’t seen a thing tonight~
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“logan.” you groaned, lightly pushing the boy. the room was filled with darkness and only lit by the tv.
“what do you want to watch? i’ve asked you fifty times.” he laughs, handing you the remote.
“don’t hate me but i’ve been wanting to rewatch this.” you say opening max to none other than, fifty shades of grey.
“you know i said i didn’t want to watch this.” he groans.
“just one chance logan please.” you beg, tugging on his shirt.
“fine, we can watch it.” he giggles as you press play and find your way under his arm. after a long bout of silence, your focus begin to stray. it was hard not to look at your boyfriend, who’s eyes were locked on the screen. he seemed to be invested but this movie was ramping up your sexual energy.
“are you okay?” he says breaking the silence.
“mhm” is all you muster out and his eyes stay locked on you as you shift your legs uncomfortably, suddenly very aware of his arm around you. you wanted any friction you could get.
“logan.” you whisper.
“hm?” he replies.
“can i put the blanket over us? i’m cold.”
“yes of course.” he replies, his thumb lightly caressing your arm, sending goosebumps throughout your body.
your hand began to wander, lightly touching his leg. you take one of the drawstrings of his sweatpants between your fingers, twisting it slowly back and forth, hoping he’ll notice sooner than later. intentionally, you brushed your hand over his dick to grab the other drawstring to play with.
“baby what are you doing?” he giggles.
“nothin.” you reply, giving him doe eyes.
“you’re the one that put this on, watch it.” he says briefly focusing back on the screen.
“you’re right sorry i just…. have something on my mind.” you say, your hand slowly drifting closer to his dick underneath the cloth of his great sweatpants. his breath hitches as you pull the waistband slightly. your fingers wrap around his thick cock, quickly rubbing him hard.
“y/n.” he says.
“shhh.” you smirk, pressing a kiss to his lips as you stroke him firmly, paying close attention to his sensitive tip.
“fuck.” he says, his head thrown back, the movie now just background noise to help drown out the groans exiting his mouth.
you sit up on your knees pulling the waistband completely down, moving the blanket with it, completely exposing his dick. you lean over and spit on it, working your warm saliva onto his dick, running your thumb over the bulging veins. your lips make contact with his tip, his hips bucking slightly as a reaction. you push spit through your lips, watching it drip down his throbbing cock. he gathers your hair carefully behind your head keeping it out of your way as you slowly take him into your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks. you gag as is dick hits the back of your throat but stay put momentarily before removing him with a pop.
“fuck baby, you’re so fucking good at that.” he says before you attach your lips to his sloppily.
hastily, you remove your shorts and panties, simply discarding them on the floor. you climb into his lap lining him up with yourself as you sink onto him. he attaches his lips to your neck as you wrap your arms around his. you moved in rhythmic circles, something you’d never tried before.
“oh my god.” he grunts out moving away from your neck locking eyes with you without another word. clearly your choice made him happy.
“is that good?”
“so fucking good.” he sighs attaching his lips to yours, his tongue begging for entry which is quickly given. you start to move up and down, the sound of skin clapping quickly drowning out the movie that remained playing in the background.
“logan.” you say, your voice wavering at the sensation his thick cock made you feel while it was pounding into you. his hips met yours in the middle with a snap causing you to yelp before collapsing over resting your head on his shoulder while he pile drives you, your nails dragging harshly down his back under his shirt. your moans all meshed together, you could hardly stand the way he was making you feel.
“look at me baby, look at me.” he says as you pick your head up off his shoulder, daze in your eyes. he connects your lips lovingly, he knew you were close. he could feel your walls grow tighter around him with each thrust.
“are you gonna come for me baby?” he asks.
“uh-huh.” is all you can say, your moans growing sharper and sharper by the second as he picks up his pace, thrusting deep into you.
“fuck i’m coming.” you gasp, your body releasing shockwaves, your legs jolting every few seconds as you collapsed over his body.
“get up baby,” he says lightly tapping you on the ass. this was your typical ritual when you fucked without a condom.
“no baby.” you groan into his shirt as he slows his strokes down.
“you want me t-“
“yes fuck yes, i want it in me logan.” which was surprisingly all you needed to say to send him over the edge, spilling his climax deep inside you. you stayed in that position out of breath for a few moments before you pull him out of you.
you laid down next to him spreading your legs slightly, dragging your fingers through the little bit of cum that dripped between your legs and sucking it off your fingers as he watched you intensely.
“fuck i love you y/n. you’re fucking perfect.” he says climbing over you and reattaching your lips.
“please logan, please fuck me again.” you beg, tugging on his shirt so he wouldn’t back away.
“baby what if you get pregnant?” he asks, his eyes wandering your face for an expression.
“you’ll be in the off season again in 9 months.” you say, trying to egg him on. you’d never imagined yourself having kids until you got with logan. something about him and having his babies turned you on in ways you couldn’t explain.
“are you sure?” he asks, a little bit of hope gleaming in his eyes.
“i’ve never been more sure.” you smirked.
“god i love you. i love you so much.”
“i love you too baby.” you giggle as his lips make harsh contact with your neck.
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huggybug · 2 years
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for dilf day could u do something with turcs and a clingy/shy daughter 🥹🥹
happy dilf day!
“Hi Scarlett!” Cole waved at the little girl who was hiding behind her dad’s legs.
“It’s okay squish, you know Uncle Cole” Alex was constantly trying to help his daughter come out of her shell. As much as he loved always being around her and having her close, he didn’t want her to grow up as shy and closed off as he was when he was a kid. Of course, hockey helped him open up but he still struggled and he was afraid his three year old daughter would be the same.
“Hey Scar Scar!” Jack comes running out of the house, waving enthusiastically at Scarlett who was now reaching so that Alex would pick her up which he does quickly, letting her cling to his chest.
She was fairly familiar with Jack since they saw him every summer but he still hadn’t crossed into the ‘people Scar trusts’ category so he was kept at an arm’s length.
“You’re still pretty quiet eh?” Jack asked, bending down a little to look her in the eyes. She blushes and buries her head in Alex’s chest which makes the boys smile softly, understanding how shy she was.
“Yo! Guess who’s here!” Scarlett’s head whips around when she hears Trevor’s voice. Suddenly she’s squirming in Alex’s arms, trying to get down. Trevor reaches the group and spots Scarlett who’s grinning widely at him.
“Hey kiddo, what’s up” Trevor ruffles her hair, messing it up from the pigtails it was in.
“Trevy!” Scarlett says in her little voice and suddenly Jack and Cole are whining that Trevor’s the favourite as he takes Scarlett from her dad’s arms. It doesn’t last long though, after a couple minutes she’s all timed out on time away from Alex and she wiggles around, trying to get back in his arms.
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Comment préparer le café turc ?
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Il se prépare d’une façon bien particulière en Turquie. Cela relèverait même du rituel. Pour ce faire, munissez-vous d’une cezve, la cafetière traditionnelle turque en cuivre. Versez-y l’équivalent d’une tasse d’eau, puis ajoutez une cuillère de café moulu. Mettez la cafetière sur le feu, mélangez et attendez jusqu’à ce que le café commence à créer une petite mousse sur le dessus. Versez la mousse dans la tasse et remettez la cafetière sur le feu pour obtenir une nouvelle mousse. Versez-la dans la tasse et recommencez une nouvelle fois. Une fois terminé, le café est prêt à être dégusté
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