#U-570

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BRITISH ROYAL NAVY CAPTURES U-570 ON AUGUST 27, 1941

Image: Capture of the German submarine U570. The surfaced submarine is alongside a Royal Navy ship. Taken from RAF Catalina aircraft of 209 Squadron. (Wikimedia Commons.)

On August 27, 1941, the British Royal Navy captured the German U-boat U-570 on its maiden voyage; it was re-flagged as HMS Graph and used by the British for nearly two years.

On August 27, 1941, U-570 spent much of the morning submerged. She had been four days at sea on her maiden voyage to give respite to her inexperienced crew suffering severely from seasickness (several had been incapacitated). Earlier that day, a Lockheed Hudson bomber of 269 Squadron, RAF, operating from Kaldaðarnes, Iceland, had attacked her. The attack failed when the Hudson’s bomb racks could not release its depth charges. U-570 surfaced at position 62°15′N 18°35′W at around 10:50 a.m., immediately below a second Hudson, flown by Squadron Leader James Thompson. Thompson was patrolling the area after the other Hudson aircraft had summoned him by radio. The captain of U-570, who had clambered out onto the bridge, heard the oncoming Hudson’s engines and ordered the submarine to crash-dive. Thompson’s aircraft reached U-570 before she was entirely submerged and dropped its four 250-pound (110 kg) depth charges—one detonated just 10 yards (10 m) from the sub.

U-570 quickly resurfaced, and ten of the crew emerged. The Hudson shot at them with machine guns but stopped when the U-boat crew displayed a white flag. The captured crew members later told British naval intelligence interrogators what had transpired—the depth charge explosions had nearly caused the sub to roll over, eliminated all electrical power, smashed instruments, caused water leaks, and contaminated the air on the ship. The inexperienced crew felt the contamination was chlorine, caused by acid leaking from battery cells mixing with seawater, and the engine-compartment team panicked and moved forward to escape the gas. Fixing electrical power—for the underwater electric motors and lighting—would have been straightforward, yet nobody was remaining in the engine compartment to do this. The submarine was dead in the water and in darkness. The captain believed the chlorine would render it fatal to stay submerged, so he resurfaced. The sea was too rough for the crew to use their anti-aircraft gun, so they displayed a white flag to prevent another, possibly deadly, depth charge attack from the Hudson—they were unaware that the aircraft had dropped all its depth charges.

Most of the crew remained on the submarine’s deck as Thompson circled above them, his aircraft now joined by a second Hudson en route from Scotland to Iceland and been ordered to divert to help the effort. A Consolidated Catalina flying boat from 209 Squadron was scrambled at Reykjavík; it reached the scene three hours later. The German crew radioed their predicament to the German naval high command, destroyed their radio, smashed their Enigma machine, and threw its parts overboard along with the boat’s secret papers. After receiving this report, Admiral Dönitz ordered U-boats in the area to go to U-570’s aid; U-82 responded, but Allied air patrols prevented U-82 from reaching U-570.

U-570’s transmission was in plain language, and the British intercepted it. Admiral Percy Noble, commander of Western Approaches Command, immediately ordered several ships to hurry to the scene. By the afternoon, low fuel levels had forced the Hudsons to return to base in Iceland. The Catalina, a long-range aircraft, was ordered to watch the submarine until Allied ships arrived. If none came before sunset, the plane was to order U-570’s crew to take to the water, then sink her. The first Allied vessel to reach U-570 was the anti-submarine trawler HMT Northern Chief, who arrived at 10 p.m. and was guided to the scene by flares the Catalina had dropped. The Catalina then returned to Iceland after circling U-570 for over 13 hours.

The German crew stayed on board U-570 overnight; they did not attempt to scuttle their boat as Northern Chief had signaled; she would open fire and not rescue any survivors from the water if they did this. (Northern Chief’s captain, N.L. Knight had been ordered to prevent the submarine from being scuttled by any means necessary.) During the night, five more Allied ships reached the scene:

The armed trawler Kingston Agate

Two anti-submarine whalers

The Royal Navy destroyer HMS Burwell

The Royal Canadian Naval destroyer HMCS Niagara

At daybreak, the Allies and Germans exchanged signal lamp messages, with the German crew constantly requesting they be taken off as they could not stay afloat. The British refused to evacuate them until the Germans secured the submarine and prevented it from sinking—the British were worried that the Germans would deliberately leave behind a sinking U-boat if they were evacuated. The situation became more confusing when a small floatplane (a Northrop N-3PB of 330 (Norwegian) Squadron) appeared. Unaware of the surrender, it attacked U-570 with small bombs and fired on the Northern Chief, which fired back. No damage was inflicted, and the aircraft was ordered away by radio.

The weather worsened; several attempts to attach a tow line to U-570 were unsuccessful. Believing the Germans were being obstructive, Burwell’s captain, S.R.J. Woods, ordered a machine gunner to fire warning shots that accidentally hit and slightly wounded five of the German crew. With much difficulty, an officer and sailors from Kingston Agate reached the submarine using a life raft. After a search could not locate the U-570’s Enigma machine, they secured a tow line and transferred the five wounded men and the submarine’s officers to Kingston Agate. The remaining crew were placed on board HMCS Niagara, which had come alongside U-570.

The ships began sailing towards Iceland with U-570 under tow and with a relay of Hudsons and Catalinas constantly patrolling overhead. They arrived on August 29 at Þorlákshöfn. There, they beached U-570 because she had begun taking on water, and it was thought she might sink.

Renamed HMS Graph, she provided the Royal Navy and United States Navy with much information about German submarines. She would carry out three combat patrols with a Royal Navy crew, becoming the only U-boat to see active service with the Allies and the Nazis during the war. She was taken out of service in 1944 because of the difficulty maintaining her. While being towed to be scrapped, she ran aground on the Isle of Islay, off the west coast of Scotland. A part of the wreckage was discarded as scrap, but some wreckage remains there to this day.

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detective comics #464

[ID: ‘The fog rolls in over Gotham City, covering the towen with a fine rain, driving most of the city's inhabitants indoors... All the inhabitants, that is, but a select few...’ A sex worker stands alone underneath a street light. She's smoking a cigarette when a voice calls out to her, “Do you have a few minutes to talk, Maria?” She spins around with fright! Shouting who's there before fliching back! The voice reveals itself to belong to Batman! He quickly apologizes, “Sorry Maria! I didn't mean to frighten you – but I've got to ask some questions! You girls on the street learn things the police can't – and it's just possible you've learned something about the character calling himself Black Spider!” She refuses! She tells him, “Uh-huh! And if I tell you, friend, I'll be dead inside an hour! No thanks... keep me out of this! My life may mot be much... but it's all I've got!”

Batman convinces her, telling her how Black Spider has already killed and he must know to prevent another murder! Maria stares at him before she tells him what she knows. Batman says, “One more question – Black Spider isn't finished! Give me a name – a place – anything to tell me where he'll strike next!” Maria promises, “If I hear anything, friend – I'll let you know!” Later, Batman receives a phone call from her that tips him off on where to stop Black Spider! END ID]

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chocolate comforts - james beaufort x reader

wc: 570

summary: you’re on your period and desperately craving chocolate. let’s just say james doesn’t do anything halfway…

pairings: james beaufort x fem!reader on her period

warnings: talk of blood, periods, just that kind of stuff in general, light swearing

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You woke up in a pool of your own blood. 

What a great way to start the day.

Sighing, you get up and head to the bathroom. You strip, throwing your clothes in the laundry and step under the hot spray. The water is soothing.

Wrapped in a towel, you take a two ibuprofen pills and lots of water. You change into your go to period outfit. An oversized hoodie that belonged to your boyfriend, James, and some sweatpants.

Speaking of James, you were supposed to go to a gala together today. Of fucking course with your luck it ended up on the day that literally all you want to do is sleep and eat and be angry at everything.

Now annoyed, you quickly change the sheets before collapsing onto the sofa, phone in hand. All you need is a snack now…

Chocolate.

God it sounded like the most amazing thing in the world. You get up, headed to the kitchen. You scour the pantry. The fridge. Everywhere.

You don’t have any chocolate.

You curse under your breath, mad at yourself and anyone unfortunate enough to cross your mind.

A ringtone plays from your phone. A familiar one. You know who it is before checking. James.

You pick up. “Hey,” you say, trying to sound not-about-to-kill-everyone-on-the-earth.

“Hey dove.” His voice is soft. “And before you say it, we’re not going to the gala. I already know today isn’t going to be good for you.”

You stare at your phone, suddenly emotional. James was the most thoughtful boyfriend ever. “Thank you,” you say quietly. “Sorry.”

You can practically feel the exasperated-ness James is giving off from the other end. “Don’t ever apologize, dove. It’s not something you can control.” His tone is genuine and it makes tears prick at your eyes.

“Is there anything you need?” James asks, breaking you out of your thoughts.

Without missing a beat, you say, “Chocolate.” He laughs.

“Of course, dove. I’ll be over in a bit.”

You hang up the phone and curl up into a ball on the couch, burying yourself under a blanket as you watch an episode of the show you’re watching.

30 minutes later, the doorbell rings. You get up, walking over and opening the door.

You gasp. James stands their, holding five boxes of specialty chocolate. Dangling off his arm is a bag from your favorite bakery. You were already drooling from the smell of your favorite Nutella-filled donuts.

On his other arm you could see a grocery store bag and the lid of an ice cream container peaking out. Several ice cream containers.

“Oh my god James,” you breathe, eyes wide. “What’s all this?”

James give you a grin. “For you, dove. Your chocolate.”

You laugh, letting him in. You take some of the boxes and set them onto the counter. “I would’ve been fine with just a Hershey’s bar or something.”

James sets down the rest of the stuff. “I know. But you deserve far more than just some Hershey’s.”

You smile, leaning in to kiss him softly. After you pull away he holds you in his arms, stroking your hair. “I wish I could take all your pain away,” he mumbles into your hair.

Your heart might just explode. “You already do by just being here.”

He kisses the top of your head, brushing the hair out of your face. “Now why don’t we sample all these?”

a/n: this entire thing was self indulgent because im on my period and I want to die and I want chocolate 🤭

[nadinefromwhere]

Watching you 

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After having a fight with your boyfriend, let's just say it was a really heated one. For almost an entire week you ignored him, not even sending him a message or a call….

Wondering what the argument was about last week? Well, the thing is you were craving some tacos for dinner but instead of tacos it was steak… and the fact it was the time of the month too….

During a hot sunny day after buying groceries, the outside was kinda hot like an oven. You just wanted to go home as soon as possible and hit the pool to escape this never ending heat. Even though the grocery was indoors sadly the air conditioning wasn't helping at all as it was broken. 

You sighed feeling sweaty as you were finally at the check out, until something caught your eye.

It's just a bird. No, that's not a bird. 

Wait….

IS THAT MEPHISTO-

Your eyes widened as you saw the familiar bird outside the grocery store who was just watching in a nearby tree

“Really Sylus….. Having to send your bird all the way here…” You sighed feeling defeated as you left the store. 

Staring at the bird, you mutter under your breath until you feel a vibration in your pocket. “Who is it now” you pout as you checked your phone and find out it was Sylus who messaged Messages Sylus: seems like your pouting sweetie

“This guy….” You sighed as you started putting the grocery bags on the back of your car until you got another message on your phone. 

Messages Sylus: stop ignoring me Kitten, I know you miss me so bad right now

Deciding to reply to him back, you start typing on the phone before he sended another message Sylus: look in front of you 

You, being curious, looked forward and saw a 6 '1 man with white hair and red eyes. It was him. It was no other than Sylus, looking at you with a smirk on his face as he started walking where you were at. 

Meanwhile you on the other side were annoyed seeing him. He better not pick you up bridal style to his car….

So about the last part it went true cause as soon as he was facing you, he immediately picked you up to his car

“Hey! Why did you just pick me up like that :(“ you pout while looking at your boyfriend who had no care in the world right now 

“Someone didn’t want to reply back or either call me, that's why i picked you up” He says as he opened the car to his door, putting you down on the passenger seat

“You know you didn't had to send mephisto all the way here in the grocery” You say as you look at Sylus

“Is it because of what happened last week?” he asks

“Yes” you said still pouting as if you were a kid who had gotten there ipad taken away

“I’ll treat you to whatever you like tonight, and then after we can go to the arcade to get the new plushie you have been talking about for weeks” he says bribing you, which always works

“.....fine were also getting ice cream after and i probably have to put the groceries at my place first” you say accepting the bribe 

“And dinner is on me tonight anything for you” he says smiling 

[nerdraging4point0]

Power Play// Chapter Five // Hockey!player AU

Tropes and tags: RPF:AU hockey player romance, angsty romance, hidden relationship, forbidden relationship, smutty, MF, multiple POV. 

Content Warning: angsty romance, hockey player shenanigans, locker room talk, smutty, aggressive hockey players, PinV, MF relationship, possessive male, protective male.

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Sarah's POV

My heart is pounding in my ears as I'm pressed up against the wall, desperately trying to swipe my keycard while his mouth devours my neck. He bites a sensitive piece of my skin and I almost drop the keycard, barely saving it between my fingers. His hips grind into me, my dress riding up as I start to slip out of my heels. Every nerve in my body is electrified, desire coursing through my veins. I can't get the door open fast enough. The door's lock finally clicks open and the buzz of freedom rings in my ears. Unable to contain myself, I push down on the handle with eager force, spilling us into the room in a heated tangle of limbs. We stumble into the hotel room in a frenzy, his hands already roaming my body as he kicks the door closed behind us. Our lips crash together in a fiery kiss that steals my breath away. I tear at his shirt buttons impatiently while his fingers explore my thighs, inching my dress higher. 

Everything tingles as he touches me, heat pooling low in my belly. I break the kiss just long enough to yank his shirt off and run my hands over his toned chest before claiming his lips once more. He presses me back against the wall, his hard body flush against mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, moaning softly as I feel his cock press into me. His hands grip my hips roughly as he grinds against me. Arching into him, nails raking down his back. Every cell in my body is screaming for him. I've never wanted someone so badly.

My purse and keys tumble to the floor, barely hearing them land over the pounding of my heart. My arms wrap tight around his strong shoulders and he bends down, gripping my thighs to hoist me up. I cling to him desperately, legs locked around his waist, as he carries me effortlessly like a koala toward the bed. His confident stride and the warmth of his body pressed against mine makes my head spin with desire. I run my hands through his thick hair and lean in to kiss his neck as he lowers me onto the soft mattress. 

My fingers are mesmerized as they trail the intricate black ink etched into his tanned skin, following the curves and lines of the elaborate tattoos that covered his muscular body. Starting at his broad shoulders, the dark designs swirling down his strong back and wrapping around to his chiseled chest before extending up his thick neck. He was absolutely covered in mesmerizing artwork, and I was enthralled, my eyes hungrily taking in every detail.

"Like what you see, little fox?" he teased, his deep voice rumbling with amusement as he noticed my captivation. I glanced up to meet his intense gaze, my eyes locking with his.

"Little fox?" I questioned in confusion, trying unsuccessfully to tilt my head as I pondered this new nickname. But with my long hair pinned underneath me, I couldn't quite achieve the right angle. Noticing my struggle, he gently pulled a lock of my ombre hair free, holding the red-to-white balayage strands out in front of me.

"Little fox," he murmured again, a smile playing on his lips as he twirled the platinum-tipped lock between his fingers. "My little fox." the words quietly ghosting over my cheek.

"This is so wrong," I whisper breathlessly as he leans in, his face mere inches from mine. My heart pounds rapidly in my chest as his strong hands grasp my thigh, hoisting my leg around his waist. I feel the fabric of his slacks scrape against my bare skin as he kneels onto the bed, positioning himself between my trembling legs. His cock presses insistently against my entrance, hungry and wanting, ready to claim me. I know I should stop this, but my traitorous body arches into him, aching for more of his touch.

 His lips brush mine in a feather-light caress, sending tingles of electricity along my spine. "Then tell me what you like, let me make it right," he murmurs, his husky voice dripping with desire. 

His face dips low, his mouth hot next to my right ear, “Do you like to be fucked first?”  I can feel his warm breath on my skin as he whispers sensually in my ear, his lips brushing against me. Kissing my cheek he moves over to my left, “Or do you like to be eaten first?” his tongue flicking at my earlobe. I'm torn, both sound incredible. As his tongue dances along my earlobe, I let out a soft moan, the sensation sending shivers down my spine.

As his fingers trail down my stomach, I gasp, arching into him. He chuckles low in his throat, clearly enjoying teasing me. I want him, all of him. 

"I-I-I want it all," I pant feeling his lips kiss down the side of my neck, his teeth just barely grazing my skin. His hands are sliding my dress up my hips, bunching the fabric under my breasts, a chill hitting the damp spot of my lace panties. His touch electric, palms gliding over my body, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I arched into him, desperate for more. He was like a man possessed, hands roaming greedily, stroking and caressing every inch he could reach. His hungry lips trailed fire across my skin as he explored me with an urgent passion, his warm palms spreading heat everywhere they touched. I was lost in sensation, drowning in the feel of his hands and mouth worshiping my body. My nerves were alive, hypersensitive to his electrifying caresses. I wanted all of him, needed him to quench the aching desire he had sparked deep inside me. 

"Dealers choice then," his words are breathy and tickle the top of my breasts as he trails down to the exposed part of my chest, my hands instinctively grabbing at the sides of his face holding him firmly as he starts to move his lips down my sternum.

The red dress I was wearing is suddenly gone, his mouth dropping open immediately closing over my right breast. I gasp as he takes my tight pink nipple into his warm mouth, sucking it hard enough to make my knees weak. My chest heaves up and down as his growls vibrate through my sensitive skin. My sigh of pure pleasure made him moan into my tender flesh. Finding his rhythm, he released my aching breast and moved lower, reaching my lace panties. He wasted no time pulling them down my legs with eager hands.

“So wet,” his voice rumbled, “I’m gonna fucking wreck you.'' The possession and determination in his words has me whimpering, grabbing the pure white comforter in anticipation. Stepping off the bed, he grabs my ankles and pulls me to the very edge, throwing my knees over his broad shoulders as his handsome face drops between my trembling thighs. Using his thumbs, he gently spread my lips open before slowly licking up my slick, sensitive folds. My body lurched up in response to his expert touch, and he smiled in satisfaction against me as he languidly lapped at my aching heat.

I’m trembling uncontrollably as Noah's tongue flicked and swirled expertly between my thighs, sending intense waves of pleasure radiating through my core. I couldn't hold back the breathy, desperate moans escaping my parted lips, urging him to keep going, to push me over the edge. My fingers tangled almost painfully in his dark, silky hair, pulling him impossibly closer as I shamelessly grind my hips against his mouth. He grips my thighs firmly, spreading my legs wider, devouring me hungrily like a man starved.

"Noah," I moan wantonly, feeling that sweet, torturous release building within me. "Right there, please don't stop!" I was begging, I don’t ever beg, every inch of my skin burning with need. His low, primal growl sends delicious vibrations straight through my aching center, ramping up the mind-numbing pleasure. When his pace quickened, flicking relentlessly with his talented tongue, I lost all semblance of control, crying out his name in ecstasy as I came undone around him.

My thighs clamp around his head in a futile attempt to stall his tongue, but he is determined to push me over the edge once more. My entire body trembles uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the feelings coursing through me. "Please..." I beg, barely able to form the words, "I need you inside me now."

Noah stands up slowly, his intense gaze never leaving mine. I see his chin glistening in the low fluorescent lights, his tongue darting out to lick around his lips; the whole sight made my thighs clench together hard. As he unbuckles his belt the  sliding sound of leather through the loops screaming off the walls as he lets his pants and boxers fall to the floor in one motion. His cock springs free, completely naked in front of me. I can see the rest of his body as toned and tattooed as the rest of his muscular form. I yearned to feel him fill me up completely. I move back on the bed, but quick as a fox he grabs my ankle and tugs me to the edge, lifting me effortlessly into his strong arms. In one smooth motion he spins us around and presses my back against the wall by the nightstand, desire burning in his eyes. He lifts my leg, placing my foot on the small chest and nudging the lamp aside.

"You'll need to stay balanced," he purred with a playful wink. Gripping himself firmly, he lines up with my entrance, sliding his swollen head over my sensitive nub before driving himself into me in one powerful stroke. I cry out as he fills me to the hilt, our bodies joining together.

His strong hands grip my thighs firmly as he holds me pinned against the wall, his hips driving into me relentlessly. My mind was lost in a haze of desire, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through me. Each powerful thrust filled me completely, hitting that sweet spot deep inside that made my back arch and toes curl. I clung to him, my arms wrapped tightly around his muscular shoulders, nails digging into his skin. My cries and whimpers echoed through the room, intermixed with his own grunts of pleasure. I could feel the pressure building with each plunge of his cock, the fire in my core burning hotter and hotter. 

"Yes, please," I begged breathlessly, urging him on, desperate for the release my body craved. His voice was rough in my ear as he responded, growling those words - "That's it little fox, make those sweet noises for me." 

Noah’s POV

My little fox is mine. All mine. The voice in my head that tells me this is a bad idea, that coach is gonna find out, that i’m gonna be benched for the whole fucking season-I locked him away when I kissed her at the bar. He can fuck off. 

Tonight. She’s mine. 

My thighs push and my ass clenches as I drive my cock deeper into her, she’s soaking the inside of her thighs and it’s covering me starting to drip down my legs, all of it dirty and filthy and I want more. 

She is crying out and panting in my ear, her hands are everywhere, she gives a good scream and stills, her walls clench around me and I smile. 

“That’s it, such a good girl.” I praise her as her forehead drops to rest on my shoulder. I take her in my arms, dropping her again on the bed, her hair fans out around her until I take her legs and flip her on her stomach. She already knows what I want, crawling up to her hands and knees for me. I kneel down on the bed spreading her legs open fitting perfectly between them, her back arching and ass pressing into me. It’s so beautiful. 

“Tell me, little fox, do you want me to wreck you?” I lean forward folding myself over her as I whisper into her ear. She whimpers in response. I don’t know if it’s to what I said or the fact that my fingers are currently playing with her clit. “Use your words, baby,” 

The tension between us is palpable as she flips her silky hair over her shoulder, glancing back at me with desire in her eyes. "Wreck me, I fucking know you can," she purrs, her voice dripping with lust. 

Unable to resist, I firmly slapped her round ass and positioned myself behind her, ready to fulfill her request. Just as I was about to plunge balls deep in her, a thought dawned on me that made my heart sink. "Fuck," I muttered, pulling away abruptly. Confused, she sat up on her knees, using the sheets to cover her perfect body like I was suddenly offended by her being naked.

 "What?" she asked, her flushed cheeks turning pink with embarrassment, as if my hesitation was a rejection of her. I sighed, cursing myself for not thinking ahead.

 "I don't have a condom," I admitted regretfully. Her face softened into an understanding smile as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

 "Do you have a disease or something?" she giggled playfully. I bristled slightly at the insinuation. 

"No, I just don't want any surprises down the road," I explained. Though I'd been with a few puck bunnies, I always played it safe and got tested regularly. But I wasn't ready for the responsibility of fatherhood yet. 

"Well lucky for you, I'm not looking to get knocked up either," she teased, pointing to her birth control implant resting in her arm. Relief washed over me, knowing we were on the same page. I smiled and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, ready to pick up where we left off.

I press her body firmly into the mattress, folding her in half so she is presented to me like my favorite Christmas present. I press my knees between her ankles spreading her open as I drive myself into her again, feeling the familiar and deep stretch of her pussy around me. My hands grab her hips for stability as I thrust but it’s not enough, I’m not getting deep enough. I want more. 

“oh, fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck let me see that pretty face, let me see you while you take that dick.” I leaned over her body taking her face by the cheeks turning her head so she was glancing at me from over her shoulder. “Fuck yeah, look at you. So, pretty.” I watched her pretty eyes roll back in her head as I repositioned on my knees to continue pounding into her.

I wrap her hair in my hands like a ponytail, watching her back dip as I pull her head toward me. Her body lifts off the bed, my other arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her against my chest. With my hand still entwined in her hair, I tilt her neck, my lips and teeth leaving soft purple marks over her skin.

The grip I had on her hair loosens, my fingers are stiff from holding onto her strands so tight. I let the digits relax before sliding my hands around the front of her body, cupping her breast as I circle my thumbs over her pert nipples that instantly harden to my touch. Her body is begging for me. To be broken by me. Rolling her puckered buds between my thumb and forefinger, I give them a good pinch. She shrieks and rocks back onto me in time with each thrust. 

“Noah,” her whines and the way my name comes out in that soft way makes everything in me twitch with need. I snake my hand up between her breasts and rest my fingers around her throat, testing the waters. She leans into my touch as I squeeze slightly, not to cut off the airway. My free hand slides between her thighs to their intended target. She fucks herself against me as my fingers continue their assault on her sensitive clit. 

“I’m almost there, baby. I got you.” Her body seizes and rolls back against my chest as I grip her tight, folding her in half so she falls forward on her palms. I fuck her through the aftershock, my thrusts becoming sporadic as I pump her full of my cum until its dripping down her thick thighs.

Sarah's POV

It hasn't even been a week, but with the chaos of three more away games and now a home game tonight, my head has hardly been able to process everything. Correction - I have processed it all with Melissa and she has been encouraging me every step of the way. Noah hasn't even looked at me once since that night. It's probably for the best that way, what with my dad being around at the games and practices. I know dad would freak out if he had any clue about what happened between me and Noah. He's always been overprotective. Still, it hurts not having Noah even acknowledge my existence. Now there's just cold indifference - like I'm no one to him anymore. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that he wants to pretend it never happened. Most guys would probably react the same way. But that doesn't make it sting any less. Every time I glance hopefully in Noah's direction and am met with averted eyes, it's like a knife twisting in my heart.

The boys are on the ice warming up and I'm against the glass watching each players' moves with precision eyes. The last game Dominick subbed and took a hard hit to the legs, he was limping off the ice, but it was better in a few days later. As he skates around pushing his blades hard on the ice to come to a stop I watch to make sure he isn't favoring that knee. I notice his stride is strong and even, no hitch or stutter as he circles around the net. His crossover is smooth, knee bending deeply, weight shifting perfectly from leg to leg. A good sign his knee has healed. While my eyes watch Dominick's recovering form, Noah crosses into my vision and I'm distracted. Noah is a force on the ice, aggressive and fast, but sometimes too reckless. As he winds up and fires off a blistering slapshot I wince, hoping he doesn't injure himself or a teammate. The puck rockets into the top corner of the net, the loud ping echoing through the rink. Noah circles back, pumping his fist, eyes blazing with that fierce intensity he brings to every game. I know I should keep evaluating Dominick's knee, but I can't draw my eyes away from Noah's powerful strides and coiled energy.

Noah glides effortlessly across the ice, his helmet removed to reveal his soft brown locks flowing in the cool arena air. With an energetic grin spread wide across his flushed cheeks, he playfully bumps into his teammate Ruffilo, showing his lighthearted spirit. Noah's inner child emerges as he begins spinning and twirling across the slick surface, his lithe body sweeping into tight circles like a spinning top. His joyful energy is infectious, yet cuts deeply into my heart, worsening the gnawing ache I've felt since we parted ways. I force myself to shake off the pain as I refocus my gaze on the goal net, where Sanders is loudly screwing around.

Sanchez, Pierce, and Karlsson relentlessly hammer Sanders's knees with their hockey sticks, playfully shrieking as they jab at him in an attempt to poke their pucks past his sprawled legs and into the net behind him. Sanders laughs as he withstands the assault on his knees, trying his best to block the pucks despite the barrage of sticks poking into his joints. Eventually, the three give up their attack, grabbing their pucks as they circle around, chuckling at their failed goal attempts. Sanders, relieved, rises back to his feet and glides around the perimeter of the net, catching his breath. He sees Karlsson making another approach, stickhandling a puck as he winds up for a slapshot.

"Here comes six-two, I think he will get it through," Sanders chants mockingly, Karlsson leans into the shot, striking the puck with all his might and sending it careening towards the top corner of the net. But Sanders is ready,snagging the puck from mid-air with a dramatic flourish of his glove. "Oh, look what I got," he crows, waving the trapped puck teasingly at the frustrated Karlsson. 

Karlsson shakes his head in frustration as he flies around the net, stickhandling the puck but unable to find an opening to shoot through the impenetrable wall of Sanders' pads and blocker. Sanders nonchalantly tosses the practice puck out of his glove as he resets his focus on his teammates lined up for shooting drills. Pierce comes swooping in, faking left then cutting right as he winds up for a blistering slapshot. Sanders effortlessly crouches, trapping the puck between his pads with a satisfying smack.

"Fuck you, Sandy," Pierce teases as he playfully taps Sanders on his goalie mask with the blade of his stick.

"Your dick's gotta be bigger than your stick for me to ride it," Sanders retorts with a chuckle. Pierce rolls his eyes and turns away from the net, a wry smile crossing his face. "But I'm always willing to pitch instead! Love ya, Eric!" Their friendly trash talk echoes over the ice as the team continues honing their skills during practice. 

The buzzer sounds concluding warm ups and I make my way back to my spot by the team bench. The game soon starts as the Gladiators take their positions. It’s several uneventful periods, a few penalties, a couple points on both sides. But I watch closely, the gladiators tend to be ruthless when the chips are down, now that we are coming close to time I’m seeing them start to push and hit with more force. As the game clock winds down, the intensity on the ice ramps up. The Gladiators, known for their aggressive and hard-hitting style of play, seem to hit another gear. They forecheck ferociously, finish every check, and battle furiously for every loose puck. Their hits echo through the arena as bodies crash against the boards. The referee's whistle pierces the air frequently now as tempers flare and penalties mount. The Gladiators' frustration boils over as they try desperately to tie the game up before time expires. Sticks slam, gloves get dropped, and punches are thrown as scrums break out after nearly every whistle. The fans are on their feet, living and dying with every big hit and scoring chance. My heart pounds with excitement but also concern as I watch my teammates get rocked again and again.

It all happens like a car accident. The team is on the ice, defense by the goal as our offense attempts to retrieve the puck. There is a golden opportunity, and I see Noah charge forward for the puck. He doesn’t see it; I don’t think any of us did. Boswell charges from his blind spot, slamming into Noah’s right arm so hard Noah is bulldozed over Boswell, landing on the ice directly on his shoulder. The sickening crunch of shoulder meeting ice echoes through the sudden silence of the rink. In an instant, the momentum of the game comes to a screeching halt as all eyes turn to Noah writhing in pain on the ice.

[ktamina]

09/30/08 - Mick 7 answers your questions!

This is an old interview of Mick (#7) that I found, enjoy!!

Hey, I am like, the UK's number 1 Slipknot fan, and have always wanted to know, what inspired your mask design?

Matthew Fulton- 14

MICK: Nothing. I had my original latex hockey mask way back and then my leather one and I was using those designs and it morphed into what it is now. There isn’t something crazy creative about it.

Hey Mick! I just want to let you know that you are a huge inspiration to me. You were one of the reasons I picked up a guitar, B.C Rich 7 string Warlock as my own first purchase, and got serious about it. My question is, how do you get new ideas for riffs and solos. I've made a couple of my own songs, but I always get stuck trying to make cool catchy riffs or solos. Got any advice?

Jim- 16

MICK: Yes. Don’t over-think it. Just let it happen. Things come out. If you try and plan or force it will sound forced or dishonest. I never try and over-think a direction whatever comes out 1st time I play it comes out. I never spend a ton of time thinking because it sounds forced. If you spend too much time thinking about it, it won’t sound like you. Don’t try and sound like someone else.

How does it feel to be getting back to work with the rest of Slipknot after a 3 year hiatus? Did it feel great knowing you were going to be back behind the mask and in a recording studio once again or was it just the same as it was 3 years ago?

Matt Haynes- 16

MICK: Things are always different when doing a new record. You are a different person than you were years ago. I don’t think in those terms. I just do what I do! But yes it felt good getting back to work.

What has been your scariest nightmare?

Paul Hawkins- 16

MICK: I wouldn’t say I have had a scariest nightmare but it would probably be something that deals with me not having genitals anymore…

If you could play any other role except Rythym/Lead guitarist in the band which would it be?

Bryan Lares

MICK: I wouldn’t.

What was the biggest culture shock you experienced in a foreign country during SK a tour?

Marcelle Andrade- 21

MICK: Being forced to shit into an ornate porcelain hole in the ground in Japan. OR having a warm stream of water tickle my asshole from the bidet in my hotel, also in Japan.

Mick, what advice would u give to young metal musicians trying to get our band noticed without reverting to the typical main stream sound?

Alex Munro- 16

MICK: Music should be honest, it should be an extension if you. You shouldn’t try and achieve a sound. It should just be you and not what you are trying to manufacture. We didn’t pay attention to the trends at the time when we wrote. We did what we felt and that is what you should do. You should play music for you and not to be noticed.

I'm Marina. OK I know that you probably get this question asked a lot by fan-girls but are you single, and can i ask u out on a date if you are :) ?

Marina Spevak- 25

MICK: Send pictures and I will get back to you.

Hi Mick! What Pedals do you use for Before I Forget and Heretic Anthem, and what Guitar would you recommend for a O.K Metal player at good price (like below $400)?

Alex Hayden

MICK: I don’t use pedals on either one of those songs or any pedals of any kind. But if its distortion you are referring to I just have a tube head turned up loud. There isn’t one really so buy used. You can’t get anything new that price worth anything. Look at pawn shops and buy a decent used early to late 90’s Ibanez especially an RG 570.

Hey micl! I'm from Iran. First you should know you've got MANY fans in Iran! Seriously. :D My question is what's the meaning of the tattoo on your arm? The Asian one…

Sohrab Alimardani- 18

MICK: It means hate in Japanese.

What do you think is the meaning of life?

Krista

MICK: Life is without meaning. And we are all totally insignificant in the whole scheme of things.

Just touring with slipknot but be crazy but what is the single most brutal moment you can recall while on tour?

Shawn Jarvis- 15

MICK: Watching a guy die in a police chase about 100 feet in front of me...

[angeliqueiguess]

kitchen nightmares (s.jn)

003. first words w.count: 570

warnings: swearing, first contact with johnny, johnny being harsh.

A few days went by, three to be exact, and Y/n was at the counter with Karina and Doyoung, chatting idly. The restaurant was having a slow day, with only a couple and an older man reading the newspaper as the few patrons.

“So, who’s going to watch Jun?” Karina asked, snapping Y/n out of her thoughts. Doyoung glanced at the photo of his son on the counter and sighed.

“Honestly? I don’t know. I might have to take the day off tomorrow to look after him,” he admitted just as the bell above the door jingled, signaling a group of teens entering and taking a seat at a nearby table.

Karina squeezed Y/n’s shoulder as she got up. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of them,” she said before heading over to take their order. Y/n watched her go, then looked back at Doyoung, an idea forming.

“Hey,” she said, catching his attention. “I could talk to my brother and get you the day off. I can cover for you—I doubt it’ll be busy tomorrow anyway.”

Doyoung’s face lit up with relief, and he smiled gratefully.

“Really? If you make that happen I’ll definitely return the favor next time you need it,” he said, clearly grateful. Y/n couldn’t help but smile at his reaction; his gentle energy made everyone feel at ease.

“Of course, don’t worry about it,” she said as Karina approached the kitchen window with the orders.

“Three burgers with fries and one veggie burger,” Karina announced, tearing off the order slip and setting it on the counter. She gave Y/n a nod. “You’re up, girl, time to serve.”

Y/n nodded and went to the kitchen to wait for the plates. Inside, she found Johnny, who was working solo since Jeno was off for the day. As always, Johnny had his back turned, moving fluidly around the kitchen without sparing her a glance.

“You know you’re not supposed to swap shifts with Doyoung, right?” he muttered, not even looking over as he spoke, as though he were talking to himself. Y/n raised an eyebrow, ready to answer, but Johnny beat her to it. “You’re a server, not a cashier.”

“You really shouldn’t be eavesdropping on other people’s conversations,” Y/n replied, perching on one of the empty counters. Johnny scoffed, shaking his head while the sound of sizzling meat filled the room.

“It’s clear you don’t know how a kitchen actually works.”

“Nope, because that’s your job, not mine,” she shot back with a smirk.

Suddenly, Johnny turned around and walked up to her, looking her in the eyes for what felt like the first time. The space between them was just friendly enough, but his gaze held a tension she couldn’t quite place.

“Being Leeteuk’s little sister doesn’t mean you get to act like you know more than me or treat me like an idiot,” he said in a low, firm voice, setting two burger plates on the counter a bit forcefully. Before she could respond, he turned back around and continued plating the rest of the order. How had he finished so fucking quickly? she wondered, still processing his words.

“What are you waiting for? Take them, or they’ll get cold,” Johnny said again without looking at her. Y/N slid off the counter, a bit thrown, and picked up the plates, balancing them in her hands as she carried them out to the waiting table. The audacity.

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angie's note: rina u betrayerrr (jk we love u)

taglist (open): @thegracerammy @neocupidd @pjsteroid @peterm4rker

[greatwesternway]

Yes! The trains were moved to be placed together in the 80's to allow for the construction of the Henry Crown Space Center, leaving U-505 all on his lonesome. (Don't worry about him though. He's used to it. Submarines are meant to be alone anyway and he spent ten years on that lawn by himself before Pioneer showed up.)

The yard remains configured this way until the early 90's, when the 727 arrives. With her arrival in 1992, plans are made for her Take Flight Exhibit and broader Transportation Gallery around it where 999 will be moved, so the girls are both undergoing restoration for two years for the 1994 opening.

Pioneer also eventually leaves the museum for three years for his own restoration. You'll notice in your photos, he's got his big modern headlight. He no longer has the taller light and his front windows are no longer symmetrical; they've returned he and his coaches to their original 1934 state (including rebuilding 505's buffet-grill and seating, much to her great happiness.)

Howeveur...

One thing we did not know is that the steam engines were originally at an obtuse angle to Pioneer and U-505. We'd never seen that aerial shot before! We thought they'd be at a right angle.

We describe the steam engines in the letters as being set at an angle from Pioneer and U-505 and while 90 degrees is an angle, it's not the historically accurate one apparently. The text doesn't need to change, but now we know. All thanks to

Also noting that 2903 was placed as far away from U-505 as possible. Once 999 and Pioneer are moved, it's just him and the U-boat, but they're placed back to back in the shed yard with a building between them to keep them peaceable.

doing Train Math

[fishyfishyfishtimes]

HI idk if any of these r repeats (sorry if they are😖😖) but id love 2 see facts abt panther groupers!! gars are also rlly fun imo any kind and i also love sturgeons..... if u have any fun facts abt the differences between types of sturgeons i would rlly love 2 hear !!!! sorry again if this isnt the kind of stuff u wanted 2 hear omg . love ur blog keep it up💕💕💕💕💕‼️

Thank you for your kind words friend! Of course I'm happy to provide! :DD I do repeats all the time so it's completely fine, and even then I have not done panther groupers yet! So...

Daily fish fact #570

Panther grouper!

Juvenile panther groupers are pure white with black spots, but as they age they gain splotches of beige and grey! They're also called humpback groupers because of their distinct hunched form.

And there you have it! I shall do gars and perhaps a sturgeon next! Differences between sturgeon species, I'm not so sure about... they all vary from each other in different ways, like distribution, body shape, colouration, snout length and shape, and so on! My good buddy @sturgeonposting has several informational posts about sturgeons, so be sure to check them out if you want to see many facts!

[eri-pl]

Re: "if you could take one Silm character and show them one scene in their future, resulting from their bad choices (ghost of Christmas past-style), who would it be?"

910 people voted, thank you all!

Together, with 570 votes (62.6%), the Feanorians sweep this poll. Not surprising.

The Ainur together got 146 votes (16%) with 90 votes (9.9%) for the bad ones. Sauron got most, I assume because you like him or think he would reconsider his life choices. Also, with Manwe getting 53 votes I'm glad that I gave him as a separate option (I disagree with your opinion but I respect it).

Feanor: 336 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

Celebrimbor: 164 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

one of Feanor's sons: 70 votes. (Will get a follow-up poll)

Sauron: 66 votes.

Elu Thingol: 55 votes.

Manwe: 53 votes.

Turin: 44 votes. Not bad for the only human on the list.

Finwe or his wife (any): 40 votes.

Melkor: 24 votes.

some other Elf or Man or Dwarf: 22 votes.

some other Ainu: 3 votes.

I'm sophisticated and bald (nuance in comments): 33 votes.

Also, other characters named in comments/reblogs: Maeglin, Caranthir, Maedhros, Orodeth and Nienor.

Tagging highlights: (should I @ people who posted those? or not?) (part 1 of tagging highlights here)

#i kind of believe the valar are.. locked into their natures so to speak#where manwe would not be able to forgo forgivness even at great risk because what if this time he genuinely deserves it#his nature of benevolent king has locked him into this path#also presumably he saw the whole music and he is locked into the will of eru and eru still went forward with the plan#even after seeing what happened with melkor while singing when he could have scrapped it all and started fresh

#showing feanor my personal headcanon for what maglor did when he threw the silmaril away [disowned feanor]

#i was tempted to choose feanor#but at least he was dramatic about it

#but i wanna be selfish and choose my beloved blorbo maeglin#like what if he Came Back Wrong and just... got better? huh? what about that??

#orodreth 🙂 he can change his mind if he wants but I ☝🏻 get to trail after him through his cloud of glitter /) u (\

#i voted melkor because like#he wants to accomplish stufft#my man has goals#he wants creation of his own#and domination#and if i can show him that his aporoach doesn't work meybe he'll do something differently#not sure how exactly#maybe just different horrors for the world#but i think there's a chance for melkor's story to go simmilarly to aule with the dwarves

+lot of general "he'd do the same, but it will be hilarious anyway" sentiment, mentioning in particular Feanor, Melkor and Sauron

[twistedastrology]

🎶songs/lyrics i associate with planets/signs🎶

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small disclaimer: these r all from like a handful of bands but yknow- this is 4 the ppl with the same music taste as me p much 😭😭

saturn/capricorn are both VERY 570 by Motionless in White, the whole song really 😮‍💨

it's all about dedication and persistence through absolutely fucking everything to get where you wanna be. "if you mean it, you will make it" is SO saturn it's not even funny dude.

you could argue the song is pretty aries too but in my opinion capricorn is more accurate because of the Persistence that the earth element of capricorn gives it- but ofc it's cardinal, so it's got the drive to start something and the earth influence gives it the ability to see that thing through-

aries is much more sporadic unless grounded by other influences in a chart 😔

cancer in my humble opinion, kinda going off of my last post abt them and rage, is soooo Rotting In Vain by Korn

at least speaking personally, "I wouldn't be angry if you just fucking cried" or "I wouldn't be angry if things just stayed the same" are so fucking real especially if you're in a situation where something isn't Always bad (but mostly is) and therefore it's preying on that hopefulness within you that things could change- and then the cancer take on that would be getting pissed that you're being emotionally fucked with over and over again-

so essentially this is just the cancer rage song, or at least one of them 😮‍💨

mars is SO fucking Mass Hysteria by Korn dude

"Giving up, I won't stop fighting- Bring it on, it won't phase me" need i say more im Not gonna lie man- that is so aries/mars- that's the determination of mars, right, but 570 has the persistence and discipline of saturn- mass hysteria is just generally much more mars than 570 in my opinion

neptune to me just Feels like bad decisions by Bad Omens

it's not even really a lyrical thing but if you wanna say neptune, in terms of when it's afflicted, is responsible for addictions and such, the lyrics definitely apply.

to me though it's just the instrumental and general Sound of the song that feels like neptune to me- it feels dark but not in a pluto way, it feels like? Spiritually dark? in a way?

it's an absolutely gorgeous picture the instrumental of that song paints in my head but it's so dark at the same time- it's very similar in how it feels to how neptune, when afflicted, can essentially put you in a trance and lure you to the bad things in life (the bad decisions, if u will) and you can't help but feel like. Seduced in a way- it's like when gerard way said "there's something very romantic about self-destruction" that's what this song feels like to me and it's just very neptune in my opinion- or at least neptune's dark side.

pluto is very Necessary Evil by Motionless in White to me

the song is destructive as fuck and vengeful, literally the beat drop in the beginning is the hardest shit of all time and it makes you wanna kick like 1700 doors in dude it's INSANE-

i could also argue this song could be mars/uranus as well but i think pluto fits pretty well because it's more personal which feels pretty pluto/scorpio to me

and ofc it features jonathan davis so 💞💞💞💞

speaking of uranus though, the song i Do think fits it perfectly is ARTIFICIAL SUICIDE by Bad Omens

i really like the death of peace of mind album.

this song is so FUCK THE SYSTEM!!!!!!!!! FUCK EVERYTHING!!!!!!! UPROOT IT ALL BITCH!!!!!!!!! to me and that is like the epitome of uranus energy-

this song would also be pretty fitting for uranus in aries/scorpio- aries because of the generally aggressive nature of the song and scorpio because uranus is exalted in scorpio (so it Also fits the aggressive nature)

it's more specifically about like "fuck the conditioning social media does to our minds" but that's STILL very uranus in my humble opinion bc it's rebellion of some sort and uprooting or a desire to uproot Something.

i might make more of this if i have more ideas but i figured a more silly post today would be fun- another reminder that this is just entirely my opinion and ofc a handful of my fav songs so 😮‍💨 if nothing else, take it as song recommendations fr 😭😭😭

[spookieolson]

boo

feral aj as we know it

reader (fem) x aj headcanons

cute lazy cuddle smut that is somehow spicy asf, bus hang maybe before or at least is the general setting, defs him slaughtering a damn ex gf/bf bc it's a norm

do whatever u want w length of the hcs girl

I gotchuuu bb

Feral!AJ x fem!reader headcannons

Warnings: Mentions of an abusive partner, fluff, smut, language, cockwarming, lazy sex, praises

Taglist: @skulliecadaver-blog @witchyweeb34 @cookiesupplier @raydenrrobertson @sakuracyberhex @beaker1636 @lyschko666 @black-damask1999 @synthetic-wasp-570 @jilliemiw86 @tearfallpixie @vinyardmauro @thatchickwiththecamera @bloody-delusion-expert @th0ughts-pr4yers @zuberweirrd @bxrnthyfears @yournecessaryevil

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-Aj is the most chill mf LIKE EVER

-Except when it comes to the love and safety of his partner

-Aj WILL NOT tolerate any crap from your ex

-abusive ex sends you a nasty text one day? Gives you a dirty look in public? Threatens you or god forbid HURTS you?? Oh, they’re done for

-Aj will make sure they suffer a slow and painful death

-Will torture them and have them beg for mercy

-“Mercy huh? When did you show *my* Y/N mercy fuckhead?” *proceeds to stomp ex’s head in*

-Will make sure you’re okay afterword

-Like full on BABY you if needed

-Cuddles are a must now

-Will cling to you

-His arms will devour your body, so don’t plan on leaving.

-Will progress from sweet cuddles to lazy neck kisses and licks to slow, gentle and lazy thrusts.

-Aj praises the shit out of you

-“oh fuck babygirl…so warm and tight, mm so good for me..”

-“Just like that, ohhh so good baby..”

-This mf loves cockwarming

-He can stay for hours with his cock nestled inside of your warm walls

-It’s bliss for him

-He’s more than likely a gentle dom

-nicknames are “baby girl” “sweet thing” “baby” and sometimes “mama” so similar to Vinny in a way.

-overall, very chill but can get SUPER protective of his partner.

[compneuropapers]

Interesting Papers for Week 31, 2023

Abnormal evidence accumulation underlies the positive memory deficit in depression. Cataldo, A. M., Scheuer, L., Maksimovskiy, A. L., Germine, L. T., & Dillon, D. G. (2023). Journal of Experimental Psychology: General, 152(1), 139–156.

Internal neural states influence the short-term effect of monocular deprivation in human adults. Chen, Y., Gao, Y., He, Z., Sun, Z., Mao, Y., Hess, R. F., … Zhou, J. (2023). eLife, 12, e83815.

Mesolimbic dopamine adapts the rate of learning from action. Coddington, L. T., Lindo, S. E., & Dudman, J. T. (2023). Nature, 614(7947), 294–302.

Sensorimotor feedback loops are selectively sensitive to reward. Codol, O., Kashefi, M., Forgaard, C. J., Galea, J. M., Pruszynski, J. A., & Gribble, P. L. (2023). eLife, 12, e81325.

Multiphasic value biases in fast-paced decisions. Corbett, E. A., Martinez-Rodriguez, L. A., Judd, C., O’Connell, R. G., & Kelly, S. P. (2023). eLife, 12, e67711.

Hippocampal–cortical coupling differentiates long-term memory processes. Dahal, P., Rauhala, O. J., Khodagholy, D., & Gelinas, J. N. (2023). Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, 120(7), e2207909120.

The visual encoding of graspable unfamiliar objects. Federico, G., Osiurak, F., Brandimonte, M. A., Salvatore, M., & Cavaliere, C. (2023). Psychological Research, 87(2), 452–461.

Complex economic decisions from simple neurocognitive processes: the role of interactive attention. He, L., & Bhatia, S. (2023). Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences, 290(1992), 20221593.

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[musicoftheheart]

intro post!!

totally didnt just forget to do one of these lol

hi! my name is dorian (or dori!), im 19, and i use all pronouns, in order of preference: they/she/he :))

anyone is more than welcome to reach out in dms and say hi! id prefer though that only mutuals can ask for more personal information <3

a fun fact: im a musician! ive so far written three complete songs (you can listen to one of them here!), and have a few more partially written (i might one day post them on here, but im not brave enough yet aha) i do post sometimes about my favourite music/musicians though :)

edit: here’s a master list of all my posted music!

fandoms:

marauders era

bbc merlin

heartstopper

percy jackson

good omens (recent)

spiderman/mcu (to an extent)

follow #dorian's writing rambles (tagged below!) to keep up with stuff i post about my writing, including snippets, updates, and random comments about my process!

ao3: music_of_the_heart

marauders:

hold me tight (and never let me go) — chapters: 44/??, WIP word count: 145.6k, jegulus + wolfstar with background marylily, dorlene, rosekiller, fake dating. next update: TBD.

crush — chapters: 3/3, word count: 4.4k, jegulus, background wolfstar, secret relationship, tie swap

im the worst if you want it — chapters: 1/1, word count: 1.5k, jegulus, background wolfstar, one night stand with awkward 'first' meeting after

bbc merlin:

the prince of dracia — chapters: 11/11, word count: 15.9k, pre-relationship merthur, royal!merlin

the waiting game — chapters: 1/1, word count: 777, no stated relationships, ban of magic lifted

the dragon king — chapters: 1/1, word count: 2.8k, no stated relationships, dragon!merlin

heartstopper:

american dream — chapters: 19/??, WIP word count: 44.7k, nick/charlie with background canon relationships, american!charlie. next update: unknown

out of proportion — chapters: 1/1, word count: 4k, nick/charlie, tw self harm

im fine... sorry — chapters: 9/9, word count: 10.7k, nick/charlie with background canon relationships, sick fic

i hate u (i love u) — chapters: 1/1, word count: 980, nick/charlie, breakup, tw for mh issues

tumblr microfics:

That Time of the Month — word count:~570, trans!regulus, wolfstar + jegulus

Bambi-Eyes — word count: ~420, jegulus engagement, background wolfstar + nobleflower mentioned

No. — word count: ~650, jegulus angst, hurt no comfort, wolfstar mentioned

my blog is a safe space for anyone who needs, and asks/interaction is always welcome! enjoy <3