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fountainpenguin · 1 year ago

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"Being a bow-wow is hard to face... I want to be part of the human race! It's a dog's life!"

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Well, a year ago I started a 3rd Life / Traffic Life series fanfic, and I'm ready to share Chapter 1! Dog's Life is a fanmade Life series 'fic about a bunch of digital gremlins playing a death game, as they do.

The gimmick this season is that every time they kill a mob - or a player - they start taking on the traits of whatever it is they killed. If you like to watch pixelated menaces yeet each other off cliffs [Scar], weaponize buckets of salmon [Tango], devise complex strats to steal a ravager's soul [Etho], stress over an AFK companion [Grian], or just speedrun insanity [Mumbo], this could be the 'fic for you!

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Chapter 1 - “Sparks (Impulse, Grian)”

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^ Warnings and tags available on AO3

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Dog's Life follows some resource gathering and PvP adventures, but it's focused less on the gameplay and more on worldbuilding, character quirks, and introspection. It's been a delight to string together and I hope you guys like it too!

Chapter 1 is Impulse-centric with some Grian POV mixed in. Our story begins with Impulse growing increasingly nervous as he tumbles through the void, awaiting his server invite... and waits, and waits...

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Dog's Life - Chapter 1 - First 1,000 words under the cut

Original 3rd Life series concept designed by Grian and played out by the server members; consider checking it out on YouTube if you haven't seen it yet :)

[ Grian: impulse ]

[ Grian: what kind of candles do you want in your summoning circle? ]

[ Grian: the new life series ]

[ ImpulseSV: lol ]

[ ImpulseSV: Ocean mist is good! ]

[ ImpulseSV: And bamboo :) ]

Impulse isn't breathing. You wouldn't either, if you were the one flying through the void. Breathing here will fill your lungs with icy spikes. Yeah, he was technically coded as a demon, his mortal flesh warm with the taste of life, but breathing here still wouldn't be a good idea. It's smarter to free-fall in an exhale. Smarter to suck the empty air through your nostrils (if at all).

The void smells like frost burn, gunpowder, and the gooey poison of cave spiders all mixed together and baked in a cake of death. It's a small improvement over the steamy sulfur of the Nether, but neither one is a cake you should be eating. While the void isn't alive, sometimes Impulse hears it huffing at him. If you skim low enough, you can hear saliva crackle as it licks its lips and rumbles, hungry for its prey. It wants you. More than any lover every will, more than any ravager or vex or creeper, and it will crush your lungs if you so much as grant it breath. Impulse has died to it a dozen times, but this won't be one of those days.

It's a wall. It divides this world from other worlds. It will gobble you up and leave a petrified husk behind. Your unmoving body will float a few moments in empty space until the void spits out your code again beside a bed. Falling out of this world, plunging into the depths of the void, is one of the fastest deaths there is (right up there with a bad fall that snipes all ten of your hearts in one blow)… but it's the death that always takes the longest to regenerate from. You never hit the ground. There is no sudden snap. It just devours you. It's dangerous and beautiful and Impulse loves it for its mysteries. He wants to grip it in his hands. Run thick streams of it through his fingers. Immerse himself in danger and delight.

The void will kill him if he spends much longer down here. Even if he holds his breath. And he can't fault it for that. When he's down to the last threads of durability on his elytra, he really shouldn't be skimming this low in the inky darkness. It's either been 15 minutes or an hour of waiting for Grian's call… Both are indistinguishable, the rocket count the only indication that time exists down here under the world at all.

Yet some kind of yearning in his code demands he play the waiting game here… Something raw, something primal, buried deep within his data core.

Question: Why?

Impulse blasts another rocket, arcing upwards. Years of practice keep him from bashing his head straight into the bedrock ceiling, but… Eee, that squeal he made when scraping close wasn't exactly the most manly thing he'd ever done. Skizz would get a giggle out of it and wax poetic about how much he loves those little shrieks, but Skizz isn't here right now. He's off in the mines hunting down a little extra coal. Though he didn't bump his head, Impulse rubs it anyway and gives the bedrock a little kick.

"Mean," he mutters to himself. He should probably stay up here. There's more oxygen near the bedrock. The cold doesn't bite as much. But he dips his elytra and ducks away from the ceiling anyway… mostly because he doesn't trust himself enough not to slip up and punch it with his fist. With ungloved hands, punching it is sure to result in damaged knuckles. His hunger haunches aren't full enough to offer natural regen after that.

Goosebumps blister across his skin. The yawning void stays empty underneath him. And Impulse, so often steady in his faith… begins to falter. What's going on? He made a schedule. Has recording for the new Life Series already started without him? Maybe Grian told him the wrong date. Or…

Maybe, in spite of last week's chat messages about candles on the Hermitcraft server… Grian forgot that one of his players needs a special invitation to join a new world for the first time. As a demon, it's built inside his code. He needs a circle. His name chanted thrice…

No. Grian won't forget him.

Impulse swoops into the blackness and pulls up like a hummingbird. He juggles double rockets in his offhand. Okay. Okay. His breath slithers out in a silver cloud. Every inhale stabs his lungs. The void is freezing- really freezing. Do people realize that? It's already eating away his skin like maggots and he hasn't even touched the worst of it. Or is he just crazy? Yeah! Maybe he's gone crazy from spending 15 minutes to an hour straight down here, doing nothing but fly in aimless circles, awaiting a portal that may never come…

The void feels blacker here in the Overworld, somehow, than it does when you're in the End. It engulfs him in a cloak, and Impulse cannot breathe. The wings of his elytra strain at his shoulder muscles. Oh. He's too low. They're trying to pull away from him, like the pockets flapping from his cargo shorts. The wings are weaving in and out of his code. That's not unusual this close to the void. The void is weird like that. It wants to rip him into pieces. It wants to drag him closer. It wants to gobble him up.

Paf! goes half a heart of damage. Paf! Paf!

Ow. Impulse whips his mind back from its wanderings, throwing all his energy into his wing muscles. His elytra strain, but with the help of a rocket, he sails a little higher. His hearts stop flickering. He presses a hand against his chest. Okay… He can still feel six of them beating. He's okay.

Grian won't forget about him. He won't.

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mqsinfo · 5 months ago

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What are some important facts about the plant kingdom?

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An average size tree can provide enough wood to make 170,100 pencils.

The first type of aspirin, painkiller and fever reducer came from the tree bark of a willow tree.

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85% of plant life is found in the ocean.

Bananas contain a natural chemical which can make people feel happy.

Brazil is named after a tree.

The Amazon rainforest produces half the world’s oxygen supply.

Cricket bats are made of a tree called Willow and baseball bats are made out of the wood of Hickory tree!

Dendrochronology is the science of calculating a tree’s age by its rings!

Caffeine serves the function of a pesticide in a coffee plant!

Apple is 25% air, that is why it floats on water!

Mind Blowing Facts That You May Find interesting

Peaches, Pears, apricots, quinces, strawberries, and apples are members of the rose family!

Apple, potatoes and onions have the same taste, to test this eat them with your nose closed!

The tears during cutting an onion are caused by sulfuric acid present in them!

The tallest tree ever was an Australian eucalyptus — In 1872 it was measured at 435 feet tall!

interesting facts about trees in Urdu — درختوں کے بارے میں دلچسپ حقائق

The first potatoes were cultivated in Peru about 7,000 years ago!

The evaporation from a large oak or beech tree is from ten to twenty-five gallons in twenty-four hours!

Strawberry is the only fruit that bears its seeds on the outside. The average strawberry has 200 seeds!

Leaving the skin on potatoes while cooking is healthier as all the vitamins are in the skin!

Around 2000 different types of plants are used by humans to make food!

Small pockets of air inside cranberries cause them to bounce and float in water!

Bamboo is the fastest-growing woody plant in the world; it can grow 35 inches in a single day!

A sunflower looks like one large flower, but each head is composed of hundreds of tiny flowers called florets, which ripen to become the seeds!

Cabbage has 91% water content!

Banana is an Arabic word for fingers!

interesting information about Africa — افریقہ کے بارے میں دلچسپ معلومات

The California redwood (coast redwood and giant sequoia) are the tallest and largest living organism in the world!

Ginkgo (Ginkgo biloba) is one of the oldest living tree species, it dates back to about 250 million years ago!

The word pineapple comes from European explorers who thought the fruit combined the look of a pinecone with flesh like that of an apple!

The Elephant grass found in Africa is named so as it is 4.5 meters high and even elephants can hide in it!

Eating lots of onions will make you sleepy, as it acts as a sedative!

A cucumber is a fruit and not a vegetable since it has seeds in the centre!

A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas known as fingers!

Vanilla flavouring comes from the pod of an orchid, Vanilla planifolia!

The first certified botanical garden was founded by Pope Nicholas III in the Vatican City in 1278 AD!

There are over 300,000 identified plant species and the list is growing all the time!

Oak trees are struck by lightning more than any other tree!

Carrots were originally purple in colour!

Facts That Are Absolutely Mind Boggling

During the 1600s, tulips were so valuable in Holland that their bulbs were worth more than gold. The craze was called tulip mania and caused the crash of the Dutch economy!

The baobab tree found in Africa can store 1,000 to 120,000 litres of water in its swollen trunk!

Oak trees don’t produce acorns until they are 50 years old!

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fireflyhwufanficwriter · 1 year ago

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My thoughts on Dr. Stone’s S03E09 (“Beautiful Science”)

(Safe to read for anime-only folks.)

My thoughts after watching Season Three, Episode Nine:

01. Suika's rolling along with a goal in mind, and Senku has absolute faith in her! :D

02. Aww, and Kohaku believes in Ginro; believes that he gets things done when push comes to shove! :)

03. This episode's title is "Beautiful Science!" :D

04. It's been a while since we've seen Ginro's special technique! XD

05. The goat is so, so cute! It seems so happy to be going on a walk! :D But that guy is taking it away from the ship! Hey! Give us back our goat! AND those three other goats, too! :O

06. Ginro managed to escape being petrified, but Kinro and the others were still turned to stone... :(

07. Say what you will about Ginro - but he consistently, and completely, loves his older brother, and is extremely distressed at the prospect of him dying (Season One) or being petrified (this episode)! :)

08. Aww, little Suika is bouncing around to create a distraction for Ginro and the lab! :D

09. Hmm, the bridge of Kinro's glasses were broken in the previous episode. If Ginro took the time to fix it before putting it on his back, that was very sweet of him! :)

10. Kinro is still conscious, and believes that Ginro is still alive! I think this was the part that made me cry when I first watched this episode earlier today - they have a very close brotherly bond! :O

11. And Kinro's believing in Ginro's existence is just like Byakuya believing that Senku was still alive! :D

12. Hmm, now the bridge of Kinro's glasses is covered up by his hair. Strange... :O

13. Having to heed his older brother's (imaginary) words, and leaving said PETRIFIED brother on the ship, to possibly be taken away or destroyed by enemies, and have to walk away, in order to do what's necessary for everybody to be saved... this is possibly the most difficult thing that Ginro has EVER had to do in his ENTIRE life! I applaud his resolve and his courage! :D

14. Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy Suika...! :)

15. Ginro's arms' motions in elevating the lab remind me of the copper Faraday discs he operated with Kinro to make electricity for the first time in the stone world! :D

16. Suika, the lab, and Suika's watermelon mask are all escaping their enemies on the Perseus - and Ginro's there, too! :)

17. They've been reunited! Aww, Senku affectionately put his hand on Suika's head; that's so sweet! And it made Suika really happy, too! :D

18. Okay, so Senku's going to use amines from seafood and meat, and skatole from jasmine... whatever amines and skatole are... hey, it's Mecha-Senku! Long time no see; hello there! :)

19. Pouring super strong jasmine tea on simmered meat will make it smell really strongly of... poop?! I can't help but feel sorry for the first person who discovered that... He must have thought he was combining two great flavors together to make a new, delicious dish... but then, BAM, poop smell! :O

20. Poo acquired...? :O I agree with Ginro; we don't need to acquire that! XD

21. It's incredible that the mobile lab can go up rock platforms THAT steep! :O

22. It's a shame they changed Ibara's hands from what they were in the manga. I think his fingers in the manga made up around half of his creepy/menacing aura! :O

23. Kohaku and Suika are rolling, rolling tires together! :)

24. Having looked up the incredibly blue water of the Blue Grotto in Italy, the Sapphire Caves are an incredible place for Senku and the others to hide out in! :O

25. Operation: Beauty Kohaku-chan Makeover, the Beauty Kohaku Makeover Road Map, has begun! :D

26. Senku was very comfortable in undoing Kohaku's rope hairband/ponytail thingy, just like that! XD

27. Although, he suffered physical damage after doing so...! :O

28. Coconut oil with sodium hydroxide and sulfuric acid... wow, that stuff is USEFUL! And salt and oil... and, shampoo acquired! :)

29. Unfortunately, soft, silky hair... has not yet been acquired XD

30. "Hair's wrapped in a cover that's like bamboo skin" is a great way to explain the concept to people who were born in the stone world! And also to people like me, who around as scientific as people who were born in the stone world :D

31. The rest of that explanation, though... XD

32. Honey, lemon, and coconut DO sound delicious... :O

33. Conditioner acquired, and fluffy and silky hair also acquired! :D

34. Next... white mica is called sericite, and those crushed red and yellow rocks are called Bengala, or basically iron oxide! Mixing that stuff with coconut oil... foundation acquired! And lipstick and perfume acquired, too! :)

35. Yes, Kohaku, you shall do battle with those cosmetic tools in your hands! :D

36. That was totally, absolutely a Sailor Moon-type of transformation, and I wholeheartedly approve! XD

37. We've never seen Senku's eyes sparkle like that, and for such a reason, hahaha! That is a... terrifying... end result! :D

38. Aww, after Amaryllis' help with the make-up and lipstick, Kohaku's so model-pretty! :)

39. It's interesting that Suika's comparison to an epitome of beauty was to a priestess, but it makes total sense for her and where she came from! And Senku complimented Amaryllis' work! :D

40. Oh, Amaryllis... XD It does say something for her quick friendship with everybody that they stand still long enough for her to do all of that to them! :)

41. Senku ain't pullin' it off; Gen... ain't bad! And his petrification scar became a lot cuter XD Uh... what did they stuff into Soyuz's outfit? They look like circular sliced mangoes... or maybe sea sponges? Either way, Soyuz also ain't happening! XD

42. Ginro, looks like you're up! :O

43. Okay, so this cuteness selection to be taken into the inner palace is obvious unethical, but... just from a practical point-of-view, aren't you taking away the most attractive genes from the population if you continue doing this? I guess they're just relying on the mens' attractiveness genes to get passed on the future women... or, more likely, Mozu just isn't thinking for the long term... XD

44. Oh, that poor girl... and that poor guy... they just got married and everything... :(

45. Maybe not the best idea to whisper about your long-term infiltration plans a couple of feet away from your target, but I suppose Amaryllis thought it was a necessary risk :)

46. And it provided a great turnaround into her public shy persona! XD

47. Kohaku's having such an awkward time trying to fit into the beauty contest mold! :D

48. It looks slow to us, but that interaction between Kohaku, Ibara, and Mozu all took place with a few quick seconds! :O

49. Kohaku, "doable??" -_-

50. A strong warrior recognized another strong warrior, and a spar/battle has been decided upon! :O

51. Ibara's, like, weirdly polite XD But I guess this IS quite a pleasant time for him... yikes... :O

52. Kohaku's faith in Ginro... didn't quite... pay off, but Ginro succeeded anyway! He got an even firmer pass grade than Kohaku herself! XD

53. We now have three people dressed up as cute girls about to infiltrate the inner palace! The title of the next episode will be "Science Wars," and I know what its final scene HAS to be! :O I really hope it's THAT scene! :O

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touyaspeach · 3 years ago

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Heya! Could I have prompt 12 with Gojo? Thank you 💗

These requests are closed, but I loved this idea so much that I went with it!! I'm so weak for Enemies to Lovers. I hope you like this!!!

Enemies to Lovers prompt #12 - "You look cold."

A/N ; this turned into a soft-domme reader, porn with plot kind of thing, I hope that's okay haha!

Warnings ; dom!reader, fem!reader, vaginal sex, titty touching, ummmmm what else? Lots of swearing, porn with plot, unedited Words ; 2.5k

“Fuck you.”

Those were the words that repeated over and over in your head, and sometimes out of your mouth, as you and Gojo made the long hike up the mountain. It was early February, snow fell all around you and wind bit at your skin through your clothes. You had at least half a mile before you made it to the Ryokan you were supposed to stay at, and your fingers and toes were already numb.

You grumbled another ‘fuck you’ under your breath and glared daggers into the back of the man before you. He hiked with ease, as if the cold didn’t bother him at all. He never turned back to make sure you were there, he never asked if you needed a hand, he never asked if you wanted to take a break.

These are only a few reasons why you hated Gojo Satoru. He was selfish, perverted, rude, and conceited. He didn’t care at all about you, so his reasoning for inviting you along on this mission must have simply been to torment you.

“Fuck you,” you muttered again, after tripping over a snow-covered rock.

“You know I can hear you,” Gojo hummed from in front of you.

“Oh good, so I don’t even have to raise my voice.” you bit back.

He chuckled deeply and kept walking.

Once you finally made it to the Ryokan, you were surprised you didn’t have frostbite. You settled next to the fireplace while Gojo checked in for the both of you, slowly trying to thaw out your stiff, frozen body. Just as you were getting feeling back in your fingers, he tapped you on the shoulder.

You sighed, rolled your eyes, and glanced back at him.

“What.”

He grinned sheepishly down at you, “There seems to have been a little mix up with our rooms,” he chuckled, “See they overbooked on accident and, well… they offered to let us share the honeymoon suite. Isn’t that nice!” He straightened up and gestured for you to follow him.

“The fuck makes you think I’ll share a room with you?” “The fact that it’s that or sleep outside,” you could hear the shit-eating grin in his voice even if his back was turned to you.

You muttered “fuck you” once more but followed anyway. You were exhausted and ready to sink into the hot water to warm up your bones and relax your muscles.

The room was spacious, at least. A low table and cushions sat in the center of the tatami floor, the lighting was low and comfortable and on the table was everything one would need to prepare a pot of tea. The room smelled nostalgic, the sweet aroma of the fresh tatami mixed with the sulfur of the natural springs, and Gojo set about exploring.

There was a small bathroom, a closet with one futon and a few yukata options, a kitchenette with a microwave and electric kettle and, of course, the private bath. Directly across from the entrance door was another sliding door that opened to the hot spring. It was actually really idyllic, natural stone and constructed bamboo barriers to make it completely private for just the two of you.

With a one-track mind of just warming up, you snaked around Gojo and grabbed a towel and a soft blue yukata.

“Oh? Going for a dip already?” he teased, “I think that sounds lovely~”

“Fuck you,” you said again as he also grabbed a towel, the yukata he went for was a snow-white one.

“Keep saying that and I’ll have to grant your wish,” he grinned at you again, walking out towards the bath.

You really did not want to bathe with him, but you were still so cold and great puffs of steam billowed out of the naturally-heated water, beaconing you in. It was so pretty with the falling snow and surrounded by trees, like something out of a storybook.

You followed, and Gojo was already stripping off his clothes. He tugged his uniform shirt over his head, and you got the perfect view of his toned, muscular back. He was beautiful, you can admit that. Handsome, strong, and those eyes were enough to make anyone melt.

Next came the belt. You never knew that watching someone remove such a simple article of clothing could be so...erotic. Or maybe that was just him; just the effect he had. You shook your head hard, the exhaustion must be getting to you.

You wouldn’t let him intimidate you. And besides, you weren’t shy about nudity. The human body was just that, nothing more and nothing less, so you got to undressing as well. You plopped your pack down beside the door, and peeled off your snow-damp clothes.

You didn’t see Gojo watching you, didn’t see the way he drank in your nude body like he’d been wandering the desert for years. Didn’t see the way the blood rushed to his crotch, or the way he chewed on his lip.

Still with your back turned, you sank into the hot water. It was an instant relief on your cold, aching body and you had to suppress a moan as you submerged yourself up to your neck.

Gojo had to hide his face behind one, large hand, to stifle the heat creeping into his cheeks. You were the most divine creature he’d ever laid eyes on. And, sure, he liked pressing your buttons and fucking with you because your reactions were cute. Even the way you’d barely said more than ‘fuck you’ this whole trip was cute.

He might be an idiot, but he wasn’t a fool. He knew very well how you felt about him, and why you felt that way. But he’d invited you along to this beautiful mountain ryokan just because he wanted to do something nice. The cursed spirit was made up, even, there was no mission.

Gojo didn’t care what people thought of him, he’s been under scrutiny since he was born, but for some reason he cared about how you saw him. One of the other reasons for bringing you up here was to fuck you out of his system so he could go back to not giving a damn.

And, oh, did he plan it. The room mix up was a lie, making you walk all the way here while he ignored you was intentional, the shared bath was also on purpose. He’d planned this whole thing down to making his move in the next few moments. He only hoped you wouldn’t refuse him.

You shouldn’t. Right? You wouldn’t? Nobody had ever refused him before, and he was on display for you now. Naked and vulnerable in the cold of winter, just for you.

You eyed him cautiously when he slowly climbed into the bath. His long, slender legs and lean, toned body making you bite the inside of your cheek. His skin was almost as white as his hair, and he didn’t peel the blindfold off until he was shoulder-deep in the hot water.

You openly stared at him as he did, those eyes...they were mesmerizing.

Gojo quirked an eyebrow at you, but didn’t keep his usual snarky expression. Instead, he made his way to sit beside you, sinking under more to rest his head on the side of the spring to look up at the stars.

He was unusually silent, but he was beautiful. Even you could appreciate the way the moonlight bounced from his hair, how his eyes were nearly luminescent, and the strength in his form. Were you a lesser woman, you’d lean down and kiss his perfect lips, give into your carnal desires for this infuriating mess of a man. Your eyes fluttered closed as your lips pressed against his. They were just as soft and perfect as you had assumed.

White powdery flakes danced in the air, a gentle breeze rustled the barren tree branches, steam billowed all around you, but the only thing in your mind was the way his hand immediately came up to cup your cheek. The gentleness in the gesture and the vulnerability in the kiss. Gojo kissed you like he’d never been kissed before, like he was scared.

After a moment you pulled away, looking down at him with a light dusting of pink on your cheeks. He slowly stroked small circles on your cheek, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Gojo was grateful for the distance, grateful you hadn’t planted yourself in his lap, because if you had you’d surely feel just how fast his heart was beating. How he was trembling, just slightly. Out of all the possible scenarios and outcomes, he did not expect this. He did not expect you to make the first move, and that made him feel very vulnerable.

Gojo couldn’t stop the shaking breath that ghosted along your lips, or the way he swallowed a little too hard. You stayed like this, mere inches apart as you drank in each other. As you admired him and all that he was.

It occurs to you at this moment the reason why Gojo acts the way he does. Well, you’ve always known about his past, about what happened, but it just now clicked into place. As if kissing him was the final piece to the puzzle.

“Can I kiss you again?” you whispered, delighting in the way his eyes widened in shock and the way he gave such a small nod, you might not have seen it if you weren’t so close.

Your lips met again, and this time he was needier. Pulling you into him by the back of your head before guiding you into his lap, and his mouth was hot against yours as he sloppily lapped at your lips, begging for more. You obliged him, of course, meeting his tongue with yours. At first, he tried to establish dominance in a poor attempt to gain control, but when you tangled your fingers in his hair and pulled gently he conceded.

You explored his mouth, hips hovering just above his but not fully sitting on him yet. He needed to know that he wouldn’t be in charge for this, that he’s only getting anywhere because you want to.

Gojo moaned throatily into you, spurring you on. Slowly, teasingly, you sank down onto his lap, the hardened length of his cock rubbing tantalizingly against your folds and making him shiver.

“Fuck-” he breathed and you pulled back with a smirk. The look in his eyes was something you’d never seen on him before. Needy, desperate, and full of nothing but adoration. It made you blush to be looked at with so much raw emotion.

He gulped again, putting both of his hands on your waist and rubbing up and down your sides before softly cupping your breasts. He kneaded them softly, slowly, earning a very quiet moan from you. You continued sliding up and down his length, not giving him access just yet.

“Why-?” he asked you, once again biting the inside of his cheek. He had to know if you were feeling the same way he was. If you-

“You look cold,” you hummed, running your hands along the planes of his chest and relishing in the way his skin pebbled beneath your touch.

Before he could respond, you sank down onto him, fully plunging his long, pretty cock into you. He felt amazing, not too thick, but curved just right to hit your spot as soon as he was engulfed.

Gojo openly moaned, a deep and yearning sound that only you’d had the privilege of hearing. This is true- he wasn’t vocal with anyone else, instead opting to fuck and leave and keep emotions out of it. But it was different with you. It was always different with you. You made him want to lose control, want to give in and just enjoy whatever you’d give him.

“Mm you feel so good, Satoru,” you hummed, trapping his lips against yours and swallowing every little sound he dared let slip. Slowly you started fucking him, the water sloshing and splashing around the two of you. He moaned into your mouth as you pulled on his hair more. His hands were on your hips, but you had all of the control. He didn’t try to fuck up into you, even though he longed to, he didn’t flip you over, or carry you back into the room to have his way with you. Instead, he surrendered completely.

You felt his grip tighten on your hips, and he broke your kiss to sling his head back and let out another long, deep groan, followed by a series of small whimpers.

“You gonna cum, baby?” you cooed, using his broad shoulders as a purchase to fuck him faster. Over and over you used him to stimulate your gspot, only caring about your own pleasure, but somehow that was enough for him.

“Nngh-fuck. I’m gonna cum, I-” he whined as you slammed down on him one final time, sending him over the edge and pumping hot ropes of semen into your tight pussy. As he rode his high, little “ah-ah-ahs” and breathy “hhhhahhhhs” poured out of those pretty lips.

“So pretty, Satoru,” you praised him, petting his hair and stroking his cheek lovingly, not letting him pull out of you just yet. Once he gathered himself, he looked up at you, starstruck with tears swimming in those luminant blue eyes. His arms wrapped around you, and he pulled you flush into him, just needing to be close to you.

You were a little shocked at first, but returned his embrace as his cock softened inside you. He felt...good like this. Close, and intimate with his head buried in your chest and his strong arms holding you close. You planted a few kisses to the top of his hair and stroked calmly up and down his neck.

“I love you.” he breathed so quietly you almost couldn’t hear it, “I’m sorry. I love you.”

All thoughts of riding his face until he begged you to stop halted as your throat went dry.

“S-Satoru?” you pulled back enough to look at him but he couldn’t meet your eye, instead resting his forehead against your breastbone.

“I’m sorry. I know that you hate me. I’m sorry that you have to shoulder the weight of my love for you. I know you don’t feel the same.”

“You’re so stupid, Satoru.” you tilted his chin to make him look up at you, kissing him lovingly before he could respond again. This act of affection after his confession forced a pitiful whimper out of his throat.

“I love you too,” you mumbled against his lips, deepening the kiss further. Gojo melted into you, savoring every touch, every kiss, every ounce of you that he could consume.

“This was sweet, Satoru, but you haven’t made me cum yet, and we’re going to fix that,” you smirked down at him. Oh, yes. You were going to put that pretty, sweet-talking mouth to good use.

#gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gohoe #enemies to lovers trope #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x y/n

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anisotropic-blue · 5 years ago

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Headache

You know a monster is badass when you can shoot her in the head and she’s just annoyed with you. The texture of mushrooms makes me squidgy, so I found Marian to be one of the yuckiest W&G baddies.

If anyone’s curious, these are the real fungi I used for reference. Shape only - I changed all the colours for the sake of a consistent palette.

Horn = candlesnuff

Veil = bamboo fungus

Tentacles = octopus stinkhorn (AKA devil’s fingers)

Dress = sulfur shelf mushroom (AKA chicken of the woods)

Completed December 2019

#jordan l hawk #whyborne and griffin #fallow #marian hunter #rust avatar #book fanart

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project-ml · 7 years ago

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Project: Lunar New Years 2018 Chapter Four

Concept/Plot: @qookyquiche, @chalala-chan, @panda013, @piikoarts, @purr-cat-stinate

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Sketch Artist: @panda013

Line Artist: @aliensfordonuts

Color Artist: @trinity-nevermore

Fan Fiction

Author: @krzed | (Ao3)

Beta: Robin

Word Count: 1433

Summary: Fu continues his tale of the Nian to its thrilling, if not surprising, conclusion.

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Tags: Mild Violence, brief mentions of eating people

Marinette and Adrien soon returned to Master Fu, having had their fill of tangyuan and tea. Fu sat back down, smiling as Adrien attempted to help teach Marinette to say ‘thank you’ in Chinese.

He stroked his beard and pondered, “Now, where was I? Ah, yes. The mysterious stranger, approaching the village just before the beast would descend upon it once again…”

Many were wary of the stranger who insisted on hiding his face, but after the first time that he effortlessly turned away the beast with little more than a spark and some black powder, the villagers came to trust him. The stranger explained that the beast only feared three things: fire, loud noises, and the color red. He then taught them how to properly mix saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur together to create the black powder he used against the creature. One of the villagers had the idea of putting the powder in bamboo tubes and using twisted threads to ignite it. The villagers and the stranger used these ‘firecrackers’ to keep the beast at bay for several years, but two weeks before the beast’s next coming, the stranger asked the villagers to stand down, and allow him to face the beast alone.

The villagers were, of course, worried for the stranger, but most were not surprised by his odd behavior. A handful of villagers had witnessed him sneak sweets into his cloak, but never saw him eat them. Several more had heard him speaking to himself in hushed tones when he believed no one was listening. Asking about the forces of chaos and destruction. Stranger still was the voice that responded, high pitched, speaking in an older form of Chinese that few understood and even fewer spoke.

Fu slants his eyes to Marinette as he tells this part of the tale, as though a tiny voice with an appetite for sweets would have some meaning to her.

It was the dawn of the new year, and the villagers could hear the guttural roar of the beast as it descended from its den, hungry and angry. Though the stranger asked the villagers to leave him be, many of the fighting-age men stood by with weapons and firecrackers ready, should the stranger’s plan-- whatever it was --fail.

Unbeknownst to the villagers, the stranger had been watching the creature, learning from it. For he knew this creature was not a monster, but a cursed human, plagued by otherworldly forces and powers he did not know how to control. Thanks to the voice he spoke to at night, he knew exactly how to put a stop to the beast once and for all.

The beast crashed through the edge of the forest, its acidic green eyes cut left and right, no doubt searching for the villagers that had denied it a proper meal for the past few years. But it only found the stranger. That damnable man who stood between him and the small comfort of food year after year. Rage boiled up inside it, making it forget its hunger for but a moment, and it charged, claws digging into the dirt as it pulled itself closer and closer to its mortal enemy.

The stranger flung out a string of firecrackers, the wick sparking as it curved through the air, but while the stranger had been watching the beast over the years, so too had the creature been learning from the stranger. It swiped its claws, a strange wave of blackness shooting from them, and knocked the firecrackers from the air. The bundle landed behind the stranger, its wick dowsed. It did not slow in its charge, black mane rippling in the wind, as it bore down on the stranger. He barely dodged out of the way when the beast leapt, another swipe from the beast tearing away his cloak to reveal...

A woman. She wore a bright red sleeveless gi and red pants that stopped at mid shin, both coated with black spots, and a red mask across her eyes. Hanging from her waist on a thin cord was a strange red disc with the same black spots

Marinette’s brow furrows, the word ‘Ladybug’ forming on her lips, but she does not speak it. Does that mean...the beast is the black cat? The Chat Noir of that time?

The beast turned to face his enemy and instantly recoiled at her red garb. The woman pulled the disc from her hip and swung it in a tight circle, faster and faster until it made a whistling sound that burrowed into the beast’s skull. It dropped its head to the ground and covered its ears with its paws, whining and whimpering.

One of the braver, or perhaps more foolish, of the villagers took this opportunity to charge forward with a pitchfork raised, but the beast had not fully dropped its guard. It swung its tail and knocked the villager off his feet, then turned his gaze down to the man. It licked its fangs, deciding that the stranger could wait until it had sated its hunger. It lunged forward, mouth wide and fangs gleaming.

At that moment, the woman threw her strange weapon into the sky and spoke more of the old Chinese. The weapon flashed a brilliant red and from it dropped a small stone, which she caught and immediately threw at the villager’s pitchfork. The stone scraped along the metal and produced a shower of sparks that landed on the nearby firecrackers, setting them off and stunning the beast. The woman pulled her weapon back to her hand and cast it at the beast, wrapping the cord around its legs and pulling it off its feet.

Several of the villagers cheered, for while they had previously succeeded in driving the beast away, they had never before captured it. They charged forward, weapons raised, but the woman held up a hand and wordlessly stilled the mob. She slowly strode toward the restrained beast, gathering the slack on her weapon as she went. She knelt beside the creature and rested a hand against its cheek, jerking back only slightly when it snapped at her. She spoke in that same old Chinese, and one of the villagers present that day, who could actually understand the ancient tongue, wrote down what she heard.

“You are not a monster,” the woman said. “I know these people believe that, and I know you believe that, but you are not. You are cursed. Cursed with a power you do not understand, a power that you fear. And it is that fear that has made you what you are.” She lifted her hand to the red studs affixed in her ears. “I know about having power and responsibility forced upon you, but I have learned how to channel and control it.” She dug into a small bag at her side and pulled from it a silver ring. “I can show you how to control your power, how to cope with this grand destiny. But only if you will allow me.”

The beast’s gaze softened, became almost...human. The villagers present could not believe the woman hadn’t killed the beast outright, and several of them demanded that she slay it. She ignored them, and when the beast nodded, she smiled and slipped the silver ring on one of his slender fingers.

Immediately, the beast roared as the ring glowed a brilliant green and seemed to pull the inky blackness of its fur into it. It’s feline features lessened, became more humanoid, and the horn on its head receded into its skull. Just when the figure seemed to resemble less a black cat-beast and more of a naked human, green light flashed around the form and left it clothed in a similar manner to the woman.

He-- for the villagers could now see the creature was in fact male-- wore a solid black gi and pants, tabi boots, and a black mask on his face, similar to the woman’s. Atop his head rested a second black mask shaped like a cat’s face. About his waist was tied a black sash with the slack hanging from the back much like a tail.

The man gazed down at his hands. How long had it been since they weren’t covered in black fur. Since they were his? He looked up at the woman, who was now smiling at him, and blushed. She took his hands in hers and gently squeezed.

“You may call me Xingyun,” she said. “What might I call you...partner?”

The man’s blush deepened, and he managed to squawk out his response. “Nian.”

#miraculous ladybug #adrienette #adrinette #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #lunar new years #project: lunar new years 2018 #themlgroup

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sere22world · 4 years ago

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Lithium ion car battery testing

Lithium ion car battery equalizing charge after filling the power, also is floating, daily plate grid distribution of the various parts of the alloy composition and structure differs, thus causes sheeting electrochemical properties of imbalancethe imbalance will make again under the floating charge and the charge and discharge voltage gap, and with the cost and discharge cycle, create the gap increasing, shape the so-called'backward mobile ( Battery failure) ”。 The present domestic standards, in a group, the gaps in the biggest float charging voltage of the battery ought to be 50 mv or less, and the standard of developed countries is 20 mv or less, so should listen to and reduce the dimensions of floating-state battery operating voltage gap, after we ask to be used in lithium ion car battery, needs to immediately to enhance the electricity and the marketplace is too long can cause plate bubble is bad for the battery self-discharge.

Lithium

ion car battery belong to dry lotus type lead-acid batteries, the in the later

need often including soapy water, the way to prevent adding too much or too

small, here small constitute listing points of every single cell battery

electrolyte battery amount should be greater than plate 10 & # 12316; 15

_. The evaluation process is as follows: ( 1) Glass tubing

method. Measurement, insert the battery charging glass tubing on the

perpendicular hole and balance the protective plate piece, the opposite end of

the finger block, USES the vacuum, even when the glass tube filed ( extract )

When the electrolyte absorption. The tube height is higher than that of

this electrolyte plate. ( 2) If there is no diameter of 3 & # 12316; 5

mm hollow glass tube, may be substituted other acid hollow tube of a comparable

dimension, or utilize the clean of bamboo or wood, the dimension of liquid

level height, but not having metal sticks inserted within the battery is

quantified. With wood or bamboo measurement method of liquid level height

is relatively straightforward, as long as bamboo or wood insert battery

charging pit and vertical plate security against, then take out, the trace of

liquid onto the shooting of bamboo or wood height is that the liquid level

height. If assess liquid level is low, should add the proper distilled

water, not packed with sulfuric acid and distilled water prep good electrolyte

( But when the surface is decreased due to shell cracking caused, electrolyte

leakage should be filling with great electrolyte) 。 Since

the most important reason for low liquid level is a result of the battery in

usage process, discharge and Charge ) Has moisture evaporate part, when we

filling that the electrolyte, is bound to grow the battery electrolyte density,

the lactic acid composition, make the plate easily ruined. If check liquid

level is too high, usable densitometer sucked out, otherwise simple to

overflow, electrolyte corrosion pile and fittings, simple to cause short

circuit, etc.. Lithium ion car battery don't join with other acidic

liquid, so it's not hard to cause high acid, battery fork freight period will

shorten.

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riding-alpacas · 5 years ago

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Walking on a volcano

Making it home safe and sound I'm now sitting in mandatory self-quarantine for another 9 days. It took me a while to digest everything but currently I'm just grateful that I made it back and optimistic that we'll all tackle this situation together.

I don't have too much to do and can't go anywhere, so I'll just keep writing. There are a few more things I wanted to write about in this blog before I put down the virtual pen for an unknown period of time. One of these things is my last adventure I experienced before I packed up: A hike to the summit of an active volcano.

The little town of Pucón ended up on my radar for only one reason: You can climb 2,860 metres high Volcán Villarrica which has an active lava lake within its crater. When I arrived in town I immediately realised that I'd hate everything else about this place. It was another extremely touristy location and seemingly the centre for all adventure travellers who haven't done any of the usual shit (skydiving, rafting, canyoning etc.) in their life yet. My hostel was pretty awesome though: It offered private rooms in form of little hobbit houses! Cheesy, I know, but I always wanted to stay in one of those, so I took that opportunity.

A hobbit in Chile

The climb to the volcano can only be done with a guide unless you can prove that you have all the required gear and enough experience to tackle it on your own. They offered tours in the hostel but given that it was shoulder season I was hoping to find a group with only very few people.

During my stint in San Martín I accidentally bumped into Audrey - one of the girls that I spent some time with in Bariloche. We decided to move on together given that she had similar plans for Pucón. We went to a few independent travel agencies in a quest to find one that was affordable, reputable and not too busy. There weren't too many differences between all of them, likely due to the strict regulations that are in place for this kind of activity. Mawida Adventures offered us to do the tour even if it'd just be the two of us, so we chose them and booked us in for the next day.

The next day my alarm went off at 5:30 in the morning and I made my way to the meeting point. Luckily it was just Audrey, myself and our guide Ermin - nobody else signed up the day before. We packed up our bags and one hour later were the first ones at the lift. The real adventure basically started after a chairlift brought us up to 1,700 metres. From there it was a 45 minute walk through some grayish rocks until we got to the start of a glacier that covers the mountain. Crampons on and now it was time to zigzag through the ice. When we started our hike we were wondering why we had to wear helmets but it became pretty obvious now: The wind was constantly pushing little rocks from the top down the glacier. Even though they were the fluffy kind of volcanic rocks, they were pretty fast and sharp so you really don't want one of these falling on your bare head.

We were lucky with the weather

Great views from the start

Zig zag

The glacier wasn't as nice as Perito Moreno. It was covered in fine, black particles and there was no meltwater around. Apparently it goes straight under the ice. We still stopped at some impressive crevices though and had some little breaks in between to admire the view behind us. Towards the end the trail became extremely steep and it was more challenging than I thought.

Don't wanna fall into this one

Quite steep

Close to the summit the ice disappeared and we were walking through a rocky environment again. Audrey and I are both quite fast walkers so we were the first ones who made it to the top that day - and what a rewarding walk it was. The views were absolutely spectacular! But looking into the crater itself was also quite astounding. Rust-coloured rocks to the left, sulfur-coloured rocks to the right. Loud roaring from within the crater, gases hissing out of it and what are these funnily structured rocks over here? Oh right, it's the ice from the glacier. It was an interesting world up there with lots of strange shapes to discover at every corner. At one point I decided to put on my gas mask as the wind started to push the smell right towards us. We admired the view - which included a feminist flag that a female guide positioned there a couple of days earlier on International Women's Day - and after 15 minutes we had to make our way down again.

No lava today

Did I mention the views?

This was an adventure in itself. When we climbed up we could already see some pre-grooved chutes. We were about to use them right now. Both of us were carrying around a little piece of plastic with us. It was now time to get them out and sled down the glacier! I was looking forward to this but it actually turned out to be a bit shit. Because of us walking up so fast, most of the slides were still very icy. I had a lot of trouble breaking with my ice axe and ended up crashing into some of these fluffy rocks halfway through the slide. I bruised my fingers and lost my ice axe but fortunately was still able to stop. The second part was a bit more slushy, so breaking actually worked but I have to say that I didn't enjoy this activity as much as I thought I would. I much more enjoyed the final section of the descent. It was very sandy and we could basically run down sliding our feet through the super fine ground.

Audrey getting ready to toboggan

Back in Pucón we were greeted with some drinks, grapes and cheese which was a nice touch. It was a good opportunity to catch up with our awesome guide Ermin who told us a lot of nice stories about the mountain, the town and how he ended up doing this kind of work. As a side note: Don't ever do a rafting tour when you're in Pucón. Apparently the guides are extremely underpaid.

For the following days I tried to find something that would bring me away from all the noise in the town. My first try was a little overnight kayak trip on one of the surrounding rivers. I quite enjoyed the kayak thing I did in El Bolson but unfortunately they didn't have enough people to do it.

My second option was to rent a car and drive 2 hours up to Conguillío National Park and do some hikes. I already had an eye on rental cars a few days before I arrived in Pucón. Apparently Hertz had a branch in town and when I checked, they always had cars available. The day I was finally ready to book, they didn't have any anymore. I thought this would be because it was quite short-notice now, so I decided to go to the branch directly and just ask. It turned out that the branch actually doesn't exist. Standing in front of the address I found a... craft shop. When I did a bit more research I noticed that I wasn't alone read some fascinating stories. Some people actually booked a car online, went to the non-existent branch and were later fined by Hertz for not picking up their vehicle. It's a mystery to me how something like this can happen to such a well-known global brand!

I wasn't ready to give up just yet and found another car rental in town. But when I checked out their fleet I only found some very old and small Suzukis - highly doubting they'd make it through 100 kilometres of gravel. That was the point when I gave up on option number two and decided to just head up to Santiago to sit down and think about what I'd do next.

The volcano wasn't the last and only activity I did in Pucón though. On my last day, Audrey and I decided to head to El Cañi, a little conservation area where you could find the infamous monkey puzzle trees that grow in the area. The seeds from these trees are sold everywhere in the streets of Pucón and unfortunately I missed to try them.

We did a little hike that I didn't have any expectations about and it turned out to be quite nice. After a super steep and slippery ascent over an old logging road we found ourselves in a beautiful lush forest, surrounded by a surprising amount of bamboo. Towards the end we also finally saw heaps of monkey puzzle trees and walked a little circuit that led us to seven different lagoons. It felt a bit like an enchanted forest - also because we got lost once, ran into some stinging bush and became very confused by the marks more than once. But we also met two cute puppies at one of the lagoons which made up for everything.

Monkey puzzle trees

More of them

Puppy!

I wasn't super keen on this walk but I'm thankful that Audrey convinced me to do it. It was a great way to escape the hustle and bustle and be out there in the quiet nature for a day.

You all know what happened then after I took the bus to Santiago. On the first day I was still optimistic and explored the city a tiny bit. My hostel was very close to the centre of the civil protests and I actually experienced these a little bit because my first night was on a Friday - the day the protests take place. The whole evening there was a lot of noise outside with firecrackers going off everywhere. We even had a pepper spray grenade being thrown into the yard of my hostel. Quite intense but I don’t think I was in danger at any time.

Police getting ready

I don't think they like their government very much

However, I mainly wanted to use the time to research what I’d do next, but instead I researched COVID-19 and made the very spontaneous decision to abort my trip. A couple of days later, Chile decided to close all their borders and the whole of South America is in a state of emergency now. I have heard a lot of stories from travellers who decided to stay and are now being kicked out of their hostels and moved around by the police. Sounds like I made the right decision.

In the next few days I'll write a few more articles about some other random things. Hopefully one day I can continue travelling through South America and bring this blog back to life.

#chile #pucon #villarica #volcano

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danakboen · 5 years ago

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Drying process of mushroom drying

Hangzhou, April 23 (xinhua) --From burning wood to electricity, this seemingly simple technology has greatly reduced production costs for Ye Shaoming's eco-food company and is also more environmentally friendly to the village. Qingyuan county, lishui, zhejiang, where ye shaoming is located, is the largest mushroom producing area and distribution center in China, with an annual output of dry mushrooms of more than 6,000 tons. Nearly 70 percent of shiitake mushrooms in qingyuan county need to be dried for their long-term preservation. "In the past, wood drying was used mainly, with a small amount of electric heat pipe and fuel drying." This approach pollutes the atmosphere and has potential fire safety risks, Mr. Ye said. In 2016, the local power supply company and Ye Shaoming's company cooperated to develop a heat pump drying mushroom technology, which utilized the inverse Carnot principle in thermodynamics to form a high temperature steam heat cycle, which makes drying mushrooms more efficient and safe. Ye Shaoming calculated an account. "Using heat pump to dry fresh mushrooms, the processing cost per kilogram is only 0.112 yuan, which is much more cost-effective than traditional methods such as fuel and wood.The maximum cost savings is more than 5,000 yuan if by the mushroom each batch 10 tons of calculation."According to Ye, the popularization and application of this technology provides important technical support for electric power replacement for mushroom. Nowadays, more and more mushroom factories of the village are giving up burning wood.According to the trial data, if lishui edible fungus production fully applies the technology, it is estimated that it can save 62,160 tons of firewood, alternative energy consume 565,527,000 KWH, avoid air pollution and realize zero discharge of sewage. In Zhejiang, many rural areas use electricity to replace the traditional burning of wood and oil. According to introducing, besides mushroom drying, this technology still will be applied to those enterprises which have drying demand such as pencil, bamboo, wood and so on. Nowadays, in Zhejiang, more and more villages are beginning to use clean energy to avoid pollution to the rural environment, protecting their homes, making the water and air cleaner. Drying process of mushroom The mushrooms picked on the same day were processed and dried on the same day. The drying process plays a key role in the shape, color and fragrance of the mushrooms. There are usually several forms of fuel, wood burning and coal-fired drying ovens, and special heat pump mushroom dryers. The fuel cost is high, and the sulfur dioxide in the coal-fired drying exceeds the standard so it is eliminated. The cost of burning wood is low, but the fire is difficult to control. The mushrooms are easy to return to acid and have a smell of smoke. The special new mushroom dryer is driven by only a small amount of electric energy. The compressed air is heated, it’s energy-saving and high-efficiency, stable performance, uniform heating and good drainage effect. The drying process is intelligent, and the dried mushrooms are full, the mushrooms are round and evenly shrunk, and the mushroom cover is dark brown and pleasing to the eye. The mushroom pleats are milky white, the stripes are clear, and there is no smoke and burnt flavor. They are deeply loved by market consumers and can meet export standards. Here we introduce the drying process technology of this new mushroom professional dryer.

1) Put the dried mushrooms into the drying tray, and then put them into the material cart layer by layer after leveling by hand. The overall height of the material cart is controlled to about 1.7 meters, about 10-13 layers. We generally recommend the use of the material cart as appropriate, and the loading should be controlled in an adult man's experience can be easily pushed as the principle, so that the heat flow during the drying process is smooth, evenly heated, and the drying effect is good. 2) Preparation period of dried mushrooms: The freshly harvested mushrooms are pre-dried. It is dried in hot air at a temperature of 35 ° C for 1-4 hours to reduce the water content by 15-20%. The drying temperature should not be too high or too low. It should be mastered at 35 °C. At this time, the air inlet and exhaust holes should all be opened, the temperature return hole should be closed, and the drying time is 3-4 hours. Generally, the temperature rises by 1-2 ° C per hour, and the temperature is gradually increased to about 40 ° C.

3) Constant drying period of mushroom: During this drying period, the water diffusion rate and surface evaporation rate of the fresh mushroom body are basically equal. Generally speaking, after drying for 4-5 hours, the temperature should gradually rise to about 50°C, about 2°C per hour, and the inlet and exhaust holes are closed 1/3. This stage is usually dried for 3-4 hours. . At this stage, the temperature should be controlled between 40-50°C. During this period, the fresh mushrooms are softened, and as time goes on, the evaporation and hardening of the water in the body begins with the umbrella edge and moves toward the center flesh. In this period, the mushroom cover is shaped. Since the heart of the mushroom has moisture, the temperature is up to 50 °C, so the pleats will not show a pale yellow color. 4) Late stage of dried mushrooms: In this period, the moisture in the mushroom begins to decrease, the free water is basically drained, and some of the combined water is gradually drained during the drying process in this period. In this period, the moisture movement speed of the fresh mushroom body obviously cannot keep up with the surface evaporation speed, and the ventilation amount can be appropriately saved to save energy. In this period, the drying temperature should be maintained at 50-55 °C, and the temperature inside and outside the mushroom tends to be the same. The inlet and exhaust holes should be closed 1/2, the returning temperature hole should be opened 1/2, and the drying time should be 2-3 hours. This period of bacteria is pale yellow and begins to produce aroma. 5）Total dried period of mushrooms: The main purpose of this period is to remove residual moisture and partially bound water from the heart of the mushroom body (inside the junction of the mushroom stem and the umbrella portion). The temperature in this period is 58-60 ° C, the drying time is 1-2 hours, the intake and exhaust holes are all closed, the returning temperature holes are all open, the hot air is circulated internally, without any fresh air get in, and the circulating air volume can be reduced to medium and small levels. The acid and enzymes in the mushroom body produce an aroma. At the end of this period, the water content of dried shiitake mushrooms is 11-13%, which meets storage standards or export standards. Check the dry condition of the mushrooms, press the lid of the cap and the fungus with your fingers, and gently rub the mushroom, it can be easily broken and emit a light and crisp sound. You can see that the pleats are upright and intact, and the mushrooms keep their original shape. The cover is flat, the surface is smooth, the color is golden, and the fragrance of the mushroom is unique.

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