#either snorkeling or on the boat but i /need/ it

[densewentz]

5, 14, 20 for the asks!

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:

Currently its been art (commissions especially), Dead Boy Detectives (catwin my beloved) and How goddamn hot it is and how much I need summer to be over already 😩

14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?

Merpersonnnnnnnnnn!! There's no question if I could trade my stupid legs right now I'd be dodging fishing nets in the big blue in a heartbeat. Now whether I'd want to be a reef, open ocean, or abyssal deep type of sea creature, who knows. Or some kind of idk, harbor seal selkie wedging myself in kelp to take naps and flopping around on warm rocks.

20: Do you like space or the ocean more?

This probably seems a little obvious given my answer about the merperson thing but, ocean all the way. a) because its just as mysterious but without sending me into a deep existential spiral if I think too hard about it and b) because I can physically experience it in a way that isn't possible with greater space yet. Also bc fish 🐠

Thank you for the ask!!

[amirasainz]

Could you please do leclerc brothers x reader, the whole family plus the girlfriends go on holidays, the brothers so excited to spend with their precious little sister but so are the girlfriends cause they adore her and the brothers and girlfriends fight over reader cause the brothers feel like the girls are taking there sister away from them?

Of course, my love. I hope you like it😘😘

Enjoy reading and send me some requests!!!

-xoxo

Leclerc summer

The Mediterranean sun shone brightly over the azure waters, casting a golden glow on the white sandy beaches of Mallorca. The Leclerc family had rented a luxurious villa overlooking the sea, a perfect getaway for everyone to unwind and spend quality time together. Charles, Lorenzo, and Arthur were particularly excited for this trip, eager to spend time with their precious little sister, Y/N. Despite their hectic schedules, they cherished every moment they could steal away for family time.

“Can you believe how beautiful this place is?” Y/N sighed as she leaned on the balcony railing, her eyes fixed on the horizon. She turned to her brothers, who stood beside her, all wearing matching grins.

“It’s amazing, but what’s even better is that we get to spend time with you,” Charles said, nudging her playfully.

Arthur, who was standing on her other side, nodded. “Yeah, it’s been way too long since we’ve all hung out like this.”

Lorenzo wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “And this time, we’re not letting anyone steal you away,” he said, half-joking, but with a hint of possessiveness that only an older brother could have.

As if on cue, the girlfriends—Charlotte, Alex, and Carla—appeared from inside the villa, each holding cocktails and looking as glamorous as ever. Charlotte was the first to spot Y/N and immediately rushed over.

“Y/N! Come see this, we’re planning a girls' spa day!” Charlotte exclaimed, pulling Y/N into a hug.

Y/N’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “That sounds amazing!”

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. “A spa day? You can do that anytime. We have plans with Y/N.”

Charlotte pouted playfully. “Oh come on, Lorenzo. We never get to spend time with her either. Right, girls?”

Alex nodded enthusiastically, her arm draped around YN’s shoulders. “We’ve been planning this for ages. Y/N deserves some pampering.”

Arthur crossed his arms, a small frown forming on his face. “Pampering? She’s pampered enough at home. We were going to take her jet skiing today.”

“But we’ll have her back by then,” Carla said, smiling sweetly. “Right, Y/N?”

Y/N looked between her brothers and the girls, feeling caught in the middle but amused by the whole situation. “I mean, I could do both, right?”

Charles was not ready to back down so easily. “We didn’t come all the way here to lose you to a spa.”

Charlotte playfully rolled her eyes. “Charles, you’re acting like we’re taking her to another planet.”

Arthur leaned in closer to Y/N, whispering dramatically, “They’re trying to take you away from us.”

Carla laughed, overhearing his comment. “Oh please, Arthur, we’re not kidnappers.”

The playful bickering continued as they all moved back inside the villa for lunch. The table was filled with fresh seafood, pasta, and all kinds of Mediterranean delicacies. But the real entertainment was the ongoing competition between the brothers and the girlfriends, each group fighting for Y/N’s attention.

As they ate, Charlotte was showing Y/N something on her phone, laughing and chatting, while the brothers shot each other looks across the table.

“Remember when we used to do family karaoke nights?” Lorenzo said, trying to steer the conversation back to their shared memories. “We should totally do that tonight.”

“Or we could all go snorkeling,” Charles added quickly, desperate to keep Y/N involved in more active family time.

Alex smiled, not wanting to be outdone. “How about we plan a sunset boat trip? Just us girls, a little break from all the testosterone.”

Y/N chuckled, putting her fork down. “Guys, there’s no need to fight. I want to spend time with everyone.”

Lorenzo sighed dramatically, though there was a smile tugging at his lips. “It’s just... you’re our little sister. It’s hard to share.”

Charlotte leaned in and squeezed Y/N’s hand. “And we just love having you around, Y/N. It’s not about keeping you to ourselves. We just love you.”

Arthur, trying to regain control, suggested, “Okay, how about this: we all do one big activity together? Something fun and adventurous that everyone would enjoy.”

Y/N’s face lit up. “Yes! Let’s do something everyone can join in on. What do you guys think?”

There was a moment of silence as they all considered it, then Lorenzo nodded. “Fine. But only because you suggested it.”

After some debating, they all agreed on a zip-lining and adventure course, something that combined fun, a little adrenaline, and the chance for everyone to bond together. They piled into two cars, with Y/N strategically placed in the middle of the three brothers in one car while the girlfriends followed in the other.

The adventure park was a vibrant blend of lush greenery and high-wire courses that zigzagged between towering trees. As they got harnessed up, the competitive spirit quickly resurfaced.

“I bet I can finish the course faster than you, Arthur,” Charlotte challenged, tightening her helmet.

Arthur scoffed. “You’re on. But don’t cry when you lose.”

Alex nudged Charles. “Want to make it interesting? Whoever finishes last buys dinner tonight.”

Charles glanced at Y/N, who was laughing at everyone’s trash talk. “As long as I’m teamed with Y/N, I’m good.”

Y/N beamed, feeling the warmth of everyone’s attention. “Let’s just have fun, guys. No sore losers!”

The course was exhilarating. They swung across ropes, zipped through the trees, and balanced on tight beams, each one cheering the other on. The brothers stayed close to Y/N, offering to help her across the more challenging sections, while the girlfriends provided a constant stream of encouragement, snapping photos and laughing the entire way.

By the end of the day, everyone was breathless and sweaty, but their spirits were high. Y/N was sandwiched between her brothers, her cheeks flushed with joy.

“That was awesome!” she exclaimed, hugging Arthur, then Charles, and finally Lorenzo. “Thank you, all of you, for making this so much fun.”

Charlotte, slightly panting, smiled as she caught up. “This was the best idea. We should make this a tradition.”

“Agreed,” Alex said, giving Y/N a high-five. “You brought us all together, and that’s all that matters.”

As the sun began to set, they gathered on the beach, sitting on a large picnic blanket with a cooler full of drinks and snacks. The tension from earlier had completely dissolved, replaced by the shared laughter and warmth that only family—and those close enough to be considered family—could bring.

Charles raised his drink. “To Y/N, the heart of this family trip.”

Everyone echoed his words, glasses clinking under the fading light.

Y/N smiled, feeling incredibly loved. “To all of you. The best brothers and sisters anyone could ask for.”

And as they watched the sun dip below the horizon, they knew that this vacation, filled with laughter, a bit of bickering, and unforgettable moments, would be one for the books.

[sluttywonwoo]

instead of you [part thirty] || l.mh

pairing: [best friend’s brother] lee minho x college!reader ft. han jisung

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either. 

warnings: swearing, mentions of menstruation, pain, smut (mdni)

word count: 3.6k

a/n: revamped my tom holland series from my main blog ( @wazzupmrstark ) to try and motivate myself to finish it!!

series masterlist | early access to the next chapter on ko-fi

additional smut warnings: face sitting, protected sex, multiple orgasms

That night, Jisung took you to a pharmacy that was right by the resort. It was within walking distance but since you had a bad foot, you took a cab. He tipped the driver extra to leave the meter running and stay parked outside while you ran in together to grab what you needed, and then tipped him again when you made it back to the hotel since the whole journey was more of an inconvenience than an actual ride. 

After taking a shower, you soaked your foot like Amir had instructed you to and then fell asleep almost immediately. Surfing had completely sapped you of all of your energy, even without the whole sea urchin incident. 

Everything hurt when you woke up. It felt similar to the morning after having sex with Minho for the first time but ten times worse. You groaned as you rolled over, the sound splintering off into a whimper when you tried sitting up. 

“Quiet, they’re going to think we’re messing around in here,” Jisung said, shushing you. You’d woken him up with your noises. 

“Can’t help it,” you grumbled back. 

“Sore?” he asked. 

“Incredibly.”

“It’s brutal after your first time.”

“I’ve gathered that.”

“I’ll grab you some ibuprofen and a glass of water.”

“Thank you.”

-

The morning was spent lazily. Jisung made breakfast for everyone and you all ate together in the kitchen, listening to Dom explain the concept of the new book he was writing. You couldn’t really follow the plot but you still nodded along like you did and let the boys do all of the question asking. 

After breakfast, everyone got ready for the day and met in the lobby where you were picked up by a cab and taken to a marina. Jisung had told you that you would be snorkeling most of the day, but you hadn’t expected it to be deep sea snorkeling. The idea was a bit daunting but it turned out that it wasn’t actually as deep as the name suggested. The water was clear enough to see everything and the ocean floor was only about thirty feet below you. 

The captain of the boat you’d taken out to this spot had assured you that the area was shallow and full of marine life.

“We just like to take visitors out here because it’s less busy than right by the shore,” he said. 

Obviously, the man knew what he was talking about. The snorkeling was one of the highlights of the entire trip thus far for you. You had never seen so many fish in one place before, or coral for that matter. Everything was so vibrant that it felt right out of a page of NatGeo. It was nice just to be able to relax and let the water carry your body weight as you floated on the surface, especially since you were still so sore. You barely had to move at all. It was so peaceful that you almost fell asleep in the water. 

The only thing that startled you out of your half-asleep daze was Minho purposefully splashing you as he swam past you. 

You broke the news of your newfound dedication to celibacy to him once you got back to the resort that night. You’d stayed up to finish a movie with him after everyone else had gone to sleep and he’d invited you back to his room as soon as the credits rolled. 

“I just can’t keep going behind Jisung’s back,” you explained. 

“You don’t need to explain yourself to me,” he replied. You could tell he was disappointed but was trying not to let it show. You were disappointed too. You’d only slept with him twice but it was some of the best sex of your fucking life and you didn’t want to just throw that away. “Any reason to want to stop is reason enough, and it’s not my business,” he added. 

“It kind of is, though,” you reasoned with a sigh. He just shrugged. “I just thought you deserved to know.”

“Thanks for being honest.” He stood from the couch unceremoniously and turned back to you. “Uh, goodnight, I guess.”

You didn’t respond right away, taking a moment to admire the way the light from the television illuminated his features. 

“Goodnight, Minho.” 

You cringed inwardly at how weak you sounded, forcing a polite smile. The second his back was turned you started rethinking everything. Were you really going to let him just walk away?

“Wait-” you called out after him. “One more time couldn’t hurt, right?”

-

Your back hit the mattress as soon as the door shut behind you, Minho having pushed you onto his bed at the same time. You bounced a little, giggling as he jumped on top of you. He moved his way up your body until he was able to kiss you, sliding a hand under your head to lift you up to him. You kissed him back eagerly, slipping your tongue into his mouth as soon as the chance presented itself. Minho moaned quietly and you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer. 

“We have to be quiet,” he reminded you after breaking away from the kiss. “Felix is right next door.”

You nodded. “I can be quiet.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”

“Mhm, you’ll just have to find something to keep my mouth busy.”

“Fuck.”

He began undressing you slowly, taking his time with you like you knew he liked to do. You were already in your pajamas so everything came off easily. Your t-shirt, your stolen boxer shorts that Minho had probably once thought to be his brother’s, your panties. You were lying naked underneath him in no time.

“I’m off my period, by the way,” you added. 

“You know I don’t care about that.”

“Yeah, but I thought you’d want to know… just in case.”

He narrowed his eyes, not following. “Just in case… of what?”

You sighed and flung your arms to the side dramatically. “Oh my god, are you really going to make me spell it out for you?”

“Spell out what?” he hissed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about! I already told you I don’t care about whether you’re on your period or not.”

“Okay, but there are certain things you can’t do on your period.”

“Like what?”

You rolled your eyes. He really was hopeless. At this point, you weren’t sure if he was actually oblivious or being obtuse on purpose. You had been under the impression that Minho liked eating pussy but maybe he had just been pretending to enjoy it for your benefit. 

“Do you want to go down on me or not?”

His eyes widened in realization and he nodded eagerly. “Oh, you should’ve just said that.”

“I was trying to!”

“You kept skirting around it!” he argued. 

“I didn’t want to say it outright…” you trailed off. 

“Why? Are you embarrassed?” He was teasing you and you knew it.

“A little,” you admitted. “I’m not used to asking for what I want.”

He smirked, leaning down to kiss you on the mouth as he answered. “Well, you’d better get used to it.”

You were tempted to tell him it was pointless since this was the last time you were going to sleep together but you didn’t want to bring the mood down so you just nodded into the kiss and tried your best to forget about the depressing reality. 

He broke away again, this time to take off his own clothes. You watched him pull his shirt over his head, bottom lip between your teeth as your gaze trailed the defined lines of his body. 

“You’re so gorgeous,” you whispered, allowing yourself to reach out and touch him. Your fingers followed the same path as your eyes had and Minho shivered beneath your touch. You expected him to quip back with something smart, something to defuse the sincerity in your voice, but he didn’t. Instead, he pushed his hips forward so that he could grind against you. 

A moan caught in your throat and you arched your back, meeting him halfway. The fabric felt good on your clit and the motion of his hips created the friction you had been searching for but you were worried about staining the material. You were already turned on, and your arousal was only building as Minho kissed his way down your neck. You would be mortified if there was a noticeable wet spot on the front of his pants when he pulled away. 

For Minho, though, that seemed to be the last thing on his mind. His hands roamed your body like he was trying to memorize each and every curve, like he was an artist, committing your figure to memory so that he could sketch it in graphite once you left his bed. 

“Did you want me to?” he asked suddenly. 

“Want you to what?”

“Eat you out?”

You shifted a bit on the bed, shy all of the sudden. “Um, only if you want to.”

“Of course I want to, but I wanted to make sure you wanted me to.”

“I don’t know any girl who would turn that down,” you said, half chuckling, then rushed to add, “well there are some people who don’t like it, or prefer other things over it, you know? Or can’t enjoy it because they’re insecure and I mean, I’m not one of those people but-” 

“Baby,” Minho cut you off. “A simple yes or no is all I need.”

“Yes. Please.”

Minho grinned and leaned back in to kiss you. “You’re cute.”

You didn’t have it in you to argue so you just pouted as you accepted the kiss. Minho groaned into your mouth, hands coming down to cup your breasts. His thumbs ran over your nipples making you gasp. You got lost in each other for a moment, original goal forgotten until Minho began kissing his way down your neck. He replaced one of the hands on your boobs with his mouth, tongue laving over your nipple just like it would your clit. 

You didn’t want to rush him but you were also beginning to feel desperate so you brought a hand to his hair, running your fingers through it before pushing down lightly, trying to signal what you needed. The salt water had left his hair more tousled than usual, leaving it just long enough to fall into his eyes. Even after a shower, it was more wavy than anything. You thought it suited him. Then again, you thought everything suited him. 

You weren’t sure how much time passed before Minho finally spoke. 

“Want you to sit on my face,” he mumbled against your skin. “Please?”

You sat up a bit, unsure you’d heard him correctly. “Are you serious?”

“Are you going to make me beg?” he asked, not answering the question. 

“No, I just… no one’s ever asked me to do that before.”

Minho seemed surprised, likely due to his knowledge of your sexual experience. “Really?”

You nodded. “The guys I usually go for aren’t very-”

“Good in bed?” he supplied.

“Well, yeah. And I’m usually the one asking the girls, so…”

A smirk passed over his face briefly as he processed the information before his expression fell into one of concern again. “Don’t feel like you have to do it just because I want to.”

“No, I know. I’m just a little nervous, I guess.”

“We can stop whenever you want. Just let me know.”

You shook your head and exhaled. “Okay. How should I…”

Minho rolled off of you and onto his back so that you could position yourself on top of him. He helped you straddle his face, big hands rubbing soothing circles on each of your thighs. 

“Just so you know, my entire body still feels like jelly from surfing so you’re going to have to do all of the work.”

“I can do that.”

“Are you sure?”

Minho scoffed as if he was offended you’d even ask. “Positive. Do you think I’m weak?”

“N-no! I just-”

“I’ve got you, okay?”

You gulped. “Okay.”

“And that means don’t hover. When I say sit on my face I mean sit. You won’t crush me, if that’s what you’re scared of.”

It was like he could read your mind. 

“Ready?” he asked. 

“Yes,” you whispered in response. 

He coaxed you into lowering yourself little by little until you were close enough for him to taste. You balanced your weight on your knees, still not confident enough to fully rest on him despite his words. 

But Minho ended up getting his way in the end because as soon as his tongue touched your pussy, you were suddenly unable to hold yourself upright. You were barely two seconds in and your legs gave out on you, just like you predicted. You weren’t sure why you even tried to ‘hover’ in the first place. 

You tried to soften the fall by throwing yourself forward so that at least the top half of your body weight wouldn’t come crashing down on his face but he caught you before your hands hit the mattress and pulled you back on top of him. 

“I said not to hover.” It was muffled but you could still make it out. 

After that, it was a blur. You couldn’t even worry about whether or not you were suffocating Minho. All you could think about was how fucking good his mouth felt on your cunt. 

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” you whimpered, still trying to keep your voice down. 

Minho could only hum in affirmation but you were sure he would’ve had a thousand cocky lines on the tip of his tongue had the tip of his tongue not been inside of you.  

You came hard with a quiet yelp of his name, thighs clenching around his head. He helped you through your orgasm as always, trying to make it as long as possible by encouraging you to ride his face. 

You collapsed on the bed as soon as the aftershocks ebbed away, clutching your chest as you tried to catch your breath. 

“Fuck, that was so hot,” Minho complimented.  

“It… was… hot for me… too.”

He chuckled lightheartedly and reached for his crumpled t-shirt that he’d set against one of the pillows, using it to wipe his mouth and chin before dropping it on the floor. You made a face and he just shrugged, same stupid grin on his face.

“I’m going to wash it.”

You sighed. “I know, just…”

“Figured you wouldn’t want me dripping when I kissed you.”

“Oh, please,” you scoffed and rolled your eyes. “You’re being dramatic.”

“Am I? I think the stain on my pants would say otherwise.”

You didn’t even have time to be mortified because Minho was pressing his lips to yours, effectively erasing whatever you had been about to say from your mind. It was exactly what you’d been afraid of happening but he didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, he seemed to be even more aroused by it. You could feel how hard he was through his sweats as he rocked his hips against yours, all because of you. 

“Don’t be embarrassed about it,” he murmured. 

“How did you-”

“Because I know you. And I know you overthink everything. But I think it’s hot, I promise.”

You whined in response, not used to hearing sweet words in bed. His eyes softened as he gazed at you. They were still dark with lust but you could see flecks of fondness peeking through the desire. It made you remember what he said the first time you hooked up. 

Who the fuck ever told you to apologize for being turned on?

“I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it,” he added with a peck to your nose. “Are you good to keep going?”

You nodded. “Yes, please. Need you.”

“I can tell.”

He was back to teasing you like nothing had happened which was oddly more comfortable. The sincerity of his words had scared you a little, reignited feelings you’d rather not address. It was already hard enough to repress them in intimate moments like these. The thought of Minho actually caring about you was more than you could handle. 

“Let me grab a condom,” he mumbled, leaning towards the dresser. 

He rifled through the top drawer for one and then shimmied out of his pants and underwear. You laid there motionless as you waited for him to roll one on, still a little out of it from cumming so hard the first time. 

“You’re really going to have to do all of the work this time,” you told him. “I can’t feel my legs.”

“Not a problem,” he replied with a wink. “Do you want my fingers first?”

You considered it for a second. You did love his fingers but it was getting late and you both needed to get up relatively early in the morning. And you’d be lying if you said that you weren’t getting impatient for his dick. 

“No, just go slow.”

“I’ll go as slow as you need me to.”

You winced as he pushed himself inside of you, hissing through your teeth at the stretch. It wasn’t bad, just a bit overwhelming, but Minho took your reaction as one of pain. 

“Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry,” he grunted. “Should I stop?”

You shook your head. “Keep going.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Please keep going.”

He brought one of his hands down to where you were connected and began to rub your clit with his thumb to distract you from the slight discomfort. Soon, all of the feelings bled into pleasure, indistinguishable from each other, and you started pushing your hips up, weakly fucking yourself on Minho’s cock. 

“Needy all of the sudden, aren’t we?” he mused. 

“Always needy for you,” you moaned back.

You swore you could feel him twitching inside of you as he cursed. “Want me to move?”

“Please…”

He matched your pace in no time, fully taking over for you just like you’d wanted him to. He kept one hand on the headboard, half to keep his balance, half to keep it from banging against the wall. The other hand had moved from your clit to your face, where he was stroking your cheek with his thumb. 

It was different than the other times you’d slept together. He was fucking you slow and deep, each thrust making your eyes roll to the back of your head. 

“Fuck, how are you always so tight?” he asked. 

You were too fucked out to answer. He didn’t seem to mind. 

You weren’t sure how much time passed before he stopped suddenly, telling you to hold on for just as a second as he grabbed a pillow from behind you. 

“Does that actually work?” you asked, propping yourself up on your elbows so that he could position it under your lower back. 

“I’ve read great reviews.” He ignored the way you rolled your eyes. “Lay back down. How’s that?” He gave an experimental thrust, smiling cockily when your jaw went slack and your mouth fell open. 

The change in angle allowed the head of his cock to rest against your g-spot, meaning whenever he moved he was hitting it dead-on. every. time. 

“Minho, fuck!” you cried. 

“Baby,” he warned. 

You moaned again and he immediately shushed you. “What did I say about being quiet?” he growled. 

“I t-told you that you’d have to figure out a way to make me,” you choked out. 

Minho must have taken that as a challenge because as soon as you got the words out he was shoving two fingers into your mouth, making you suck on them. You moaned around them. 

“That’s it, darling. Better?”

You nodded to the best of your ability. You wanted to tell Minho how hot he looked, how good he made you feel, how close you were to cumming but you couldn’t do any of that. To be fair, you doubted you’d be able to string a sentence together even if his fingers weren’t in your mouth. 

“‘M close,” he admitted, sounding a little embarrassed. You weren’t sure why. He’d lasted a lot longer than a lot of your other partners. If anything it was impressive.

You tried mumbling out a me too but it was difficult with your mouth full. He seemed to get the idea, though and motioned for you to rub your clit to help you get there. 

Minho came first, muffling a shout by biting your shoulder. You wished you could see his face, he was always so pretty when he came, but the sting from the bite was enough to throw you into your own orgasm. 

Afterward, when you had both stopped trembling and regained enough muscle strength to move, Minho helped you get redressed. He instructed you to raise your arms above your head so that he could pull your shirt back on, laughing with you when your head got stuck. 

You found yourself wishing that you could spend the night with him. It would be so nice to be able to fall asleep in his arms, to wake up next to him. You knew you couldn’t. It was just wishful thinking. You weren’t even sure if he wanted the same thing. You had always assumed that this was just sex to him, but his behavior towards you had made you start to think otherwise. 

“You should shower,” Minho said softly, breaking the silence. He was suddenly unable to meet your gaze and you didn’t want to think about what that meant. “Got you all sweaty.”

“What about you?” you asked.  

“I’ll go after you. We probably shouldn’t…” he trailed off. “Not that I don’t want to-”

“No, I get it,” you said. “Goodnight, Minho.”

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[peachjagiya]

You know what?

I did it.

Lets find out how much Tae didn't want to be there/was on his phone/was not involved, shall we?

Note 1: y'alls keep saying "Except for episode 1" but no, I'm not going to discount the bit that proves you wrong. You don't get to pick and choose what bits of his expended energy to consider when these episodes happened over 3 consecutive days.

Note 2: I have considered "not involved" to be any time he isn't with JK or Jimin or both.

Note 3: You can't measure "looks like he doesn't want to be there". It's subjective. So I have noted where his energy is dipped or doesn't match the other two.

Note 4: As we're in the business of assuming every word is accurate representation of feelings, I've included where Tae expresses joy and happiness that the trip is happening.

Note 5: These numbers are obviously simply what we saw on screen but that's what we have to go with. You can make logical assumptions but for the purpose of this, I have not.

Note 6: This is ridiculous and I fundamentally don't agree that any of them need to be on screen at all times to prove their interest to us. But asks like this really spurred me on:

The arrogance.

Anyway. Numbers:

Episode 1

🐻 After the intro where he has not yet been introduced, Tae is present in activity for all but 1m17s, just 2%, of the episode run time.

🐻 But those 1m17s are when Jimin is being filmed and we know Tae was in the restaurant with JK and in the pool with JK at those moments. So Tae is actually present in conversation or activity with either JK or Jimin or both for 100% of what the show presents as chronological events.

🐥 Incidentally, those Jimin moments were Jimin choosing to be on his own, first looking at the sea and then not being in the pool with JK and Tae.

🐥 Jimin also sleeps for 4m24s of screentime. In terms of not being involved, Jimin is uninvolved in conversation or activity with another member for 10% of the episode.

🐥 But it's important to remember Jimin was not well. We give him that allowance as a human being with bodily function that sometimes does not align with what is required for their work. Jimin was ill. If we assume he slept because he was not well, he actually only misses 1m17s through choice. That's just 2%.

🐰 JK was either showering or motorbiking any time he wasn't with one or both of the other two. He really pulls double duty these three episodes.

Episode 2

🐻 Taehyung is not involved in activity or conversation with another member for 14m9s or 20% of the episode.

🐻 That 20% comprises:

Being too stuffed to swim.

Going to bed early.

Being on a call at the cafe - organising his training workout for the next morning

While JK and Jimin were diving - he was unwell at this point; kinetic tape visible on his neck.

While JK and Jimin are snorkelling - unwell. See above.

While JK and Jimin are on the net drawing the shark

🐻 That seems a lot! But at 5m36s he first complains of neck pain, then at 26m17s the next morning he says he has a neck cramp.

🐻 So 7m9s or 10% are times when he is too hurt to be involved or is taking/making a call.

🐻 By choice ie; being too stuffed to swim, going to bed early and not laying on the net with them at first, he's not present for 7m or 10% of the screentime.

🐻 At the cafe, they all three look shattered. JK says he wants to sleep, as does Jimin. Tae is chilling in exactly the same manner as them. He also does a little skit as server when he's giving JK his drinks and then he's shown laughing - with JK - at something we don't see happen on screen.

🐻 He says a few things that suggest he's enjoying himself:

At 2m24s he says "It's so great travelling with you guys. Lets do this more often."

After snorkelling while they eat ramyeon, "This is great."

When he joins Jimin and JK on the net, "I love this."

🐻 You can hear Tae singing to himself over the headset as they ride to the boat. There's no numbers attached here, I just thought it was sweet.

🐻 What about "constantly on his phone" though...

At 42m21s he sends a message on his phone and puts it back in his pocket. He talks to Jimin as he does this.

At 42m30s he again sends a message on his phone and again puts it back in his pocket.

He makes a call in the cafe. He's talking to someone about when the workout finishes and that it's an indoor gym. This is probably the workout he booked for the morning.

At 55:49, he is shown on his phone while he's sitting out of snorkelling and then puts it aside and gets up to watch JK and Jimin snorkel.

Approximately 7s of phone time we see though we can guess more on the boat. But we don't see it so we won't assume.

Episode 3

🐻 This is his most detached episode. He spends 25% of it separately at times when the other two are together.

🐻 This includes:

He disappears from the BBQ restaurant for 1m34s. Jimin is also gone for this time. Discounted because all were not together. Any time when Tae is not the only one missing has been discounted.

Tae disappears briefly for 12s

Tae is unaccounted for while Jimin plays with cat and JK plays with dog for 2m11s. He does point the cat out to them but he could well have done it as he walked past.

In bed and then at gym for 5m32s

Napping at house for 6m31s. Jimin is also asleep for 2m16s. Subtracted Jimin's nap from Tae's time.

🐻 Phone time wise, he picks his phone up for 47s or 1% of episode time.

🐰 However JK uses his phone for 2m21s of the episode whilst in back of car. That's contrary to the TKK assertion that JK only used his phone in NYC and Sapporo, for the record. 👍

🐥 Jimin uses his phone as he's laying in the kitchen while JK cooks. He goes from sitting with it to laying on his back with it. Half of this he converses with JK while he's on phone, as Tae did at BBQ place.

🐻 At end of episode, he says he "felt like a kid again."

🐻 His energy does drop for the third episode. It's undeniable. But this guy wakes early and goes to work out - a planned early work out suggests it might have been important for some reason - and then the next time we see him, he's fighting sleep to the point where he drops off in the car.

🐥 Remember that Jimin fought sleep in episode 1 of Jeju and finally gave in for his little terrace nap. In the run up to him dozing, he was a little low energy too.

🐻 Of the seven activities they engaged in - swimming x 3, climbing, go karts, snorkelling, fishing - Tae didn't partake in two of them due to his neck. Jimin missed one. Jimin also doesn't climb as much as Tae and JK but he was not feeling his best either. JK took part in all.

🐻 All told, there is 16% of the whole show where Tae isn't involved. For a "guest", that seems a pretty big contribution.

Well. Do what you will with this information. You might think I'm biased so you're welcome to do your own analysis obviously. But you now know that I personally think you live in a house of lies, anonymous Tae haters.

[dearweirdme]

Well isn’t life funny as hell? In one episode, Jimin got called a thirdwheel because he wasn’t well and wouldn’t join Taekook in playing in the pool and doing other things. Y’all also said Jk didn’t show care for his illness like he would someone who is his boyfriend and then the next episode, Tae gets sick, he doesn’t join jikook in doing activities either and jikook go ahead to have a great time. Tae mentions that his neck hurts and Jk doesn’t even so much as lift his head from the food he was eating.

This is what happens when people choose to cherry pick moments to focus on without looking at context which makes things different. To so many people, Jk wouldn’t care about Jimin when Tae is near but how much did he care about Tae when Jimin was near and Tae wasn’t ? And before you say he kept asking for Tae to join them in swimming, why didn’t he ask Tae to join them when they were on the boat? Why didn’t he look for Tae too when him and Jimin were doddling sharks and laughing their asses off? Why didn’t he ask Tae to go snorkeling? I’ll answer because some of you are still trying to make it seem like he really wanted Tae around even though he couldn’t care less about Jimin when the truth is, he was also the one who asked for Jimin when he was with Tae in the restaurant and Jimin wasn’t there. If Tae was sufficient for him and he didn’t care much about Jimin being there then why did he even notice Jimin wasn’t with them and asked for him? He asked for Tae to join them in the pool because he wanted him there to join the fun, and he also didn’t know Tae wasn’t feeling fine plus i’m sure he didn’t want Tae to feel left out since he was the guest. He didn’t ask Jimin to join them in the pool because he knew Jimin was feeling fine and even though he didn’t ask Jimin to join, he still included Jimin in the fun by spraying with water and even when he was in the pool, he still sprayed him with water trying to get his attention. So he didn’t ask because he knew, the same way we saw him go ahead to do many more activities with Jimin but didn’t once ask Tae to join or search for him again because Tae clearly said he was just going to watch them. This is CONTEXT and you need this when you make arguments.

You made a statement about Jungkook being a little “careless” when it comes to Jimin’s illness forgetting that you had not really gotten to see how Jungkook would react if it was Tae in that situation and we saw it. Tae wasn’t feeling fine and complained about his neck hurting but Jk didn’t spare him a glance. How is that him always being aware of Tae? Jimin is the one who turned around to massage him without him having to ask. You see , Jungkook was no different with either of them.

So many of you clearly don’t know Jungkook and it shows. Jungkook has his moments. He could be very caring when he wants to be but he could also be very nonchalant when he wants to be. There are tons of moments where he has treated Vmin like eggs and there are tons of moments where he looks like he doesn’t gaf. During the last OT4 Live, Jungkook was extremely soft with Jimin. He understood how Jimin felt about shaving his hair and how he felt about enlistment so he quietly comforted him by rubbing his neck multiple times. He also knew Jimin hadn’t eaten and kept nudging him to eat but some other times, he could literally sit there like he doesn’t care when Jimin is not ok. We saw how quickly he climbed the wall to encourage Tae during the last episode when Tae was afraid to Jump but the next moment at the restaurant he looked like he didn’t care that Tae’s neck hurt. The same way we saw him in the run bts episode where they had to get on roller coasters and Jimin was scared of heights and Jungkook who was already seated up there just yelled to him “Hyung I am here” and Jimin told Jk and Tae to sit on both sides. (He did a similar thing he did for Tae to Jimin but no one cared) Jk is equally aware of them both and equally “careless”. We saw how he hugged tae on Mama 2018 when tae cried but another time while tae was crying his eyes out, Jk was busy eating patries. So no, Jungkook is not careless about one and more careful with the other because that will not even make him a good friend because we know he is very capable of being caring but he has his moments with both of them and if y’all only learned how to stop cherry picking and looking at the full picture, then maybe you would have seen things more clearly.

This is an awful lot of words for an unjust ‘gotcha’.

[thehivegroup2]

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[seabreeze2022]

2023 Bahama Cruise, Part 5. March 14. Boat keeping while hunkered down at Lee Stocking Island.

We motorsailed to Lee Stocking from Staniel Cay on Sunday March 12. On Monday we did boat keeping. “Boat” boatkeeping on a boat is slightly different than “house” housekeeping on shore. Yes, Nancy still sweeps, vacuums and wipes everything down. But “Boat keeping” involves a lot of maintenance issues also.

The day starts out for me before sunrise. Listening to Chris Parker “The sailors weather guru” on a Tescan Single Side Band receiver. I can run a small antenna wire up the rigging. Or connect the radio antenna via a copper wire to a stay inside the cabin as is seen in the photo. Reception is so good here with Chris transmitting from Tampa Florida. I can just use the rabbit ear on the Tescan radio.

Nancy had sopped up 2 gallons of fluid out of the bilge while we were waiting on the fuel dock Sunday. There was definitely diesel in what she pulled out of the bilge. She double bagged it up and left it in the trash bin at Staniel. They burn the trash there, you might see a darker black plume of smoke if you are anchored nearby.

Monday morning we checked the bilge and found it full again. So we sucked it out this time with our oil pump. Looks like diesel, and feels like diesel.

We thought we had a diesel tank leak. Lars just bought a boat of similar age. His diesel tank ended up having a leak due to corrosion, and had to be replaced. Could we be having the same issue? Or am I jumping to conclusions?

If it is a micro leak, then we could be heading back to the states in a hurry. Will we have enough diesel on deck to fill up the tank as we motor home while it is leaking? Where do we put all the diesel that leaks?

The hatch over the bilge is open in the photo above. After we suck out the fluid in the bilge, I go hunting for the leak. Need to check the engine oil, so the engine is the first logical place to check for a diesel leak. To access the engine, I have to remove the companionway steps. Which means Nancy either has to stay in the cockpit or cabin for the duration. She decided to stay in the cockpit.

Removed the steps, then removed the engine cover. Oil checks good, no sign of a diesel leak. Damn, nothing is easy.

Which means, the bedding in the aft cabin gets pulled out and piled in the main cabin. Then at least one of the two mattresses in the aft cabin comes out into the main cabin.

After accessing the fuel tank under the aft mattresses, I do not see any obvious signs of diesel fuel leaking in the bilge. Damn, now where could the leak be?

Flip flopped the remaining mattress to access the bilge. Once the center hatch covers are removed. I do some bilge yoga and find the leak. It is the water maker that is leaking. My fault! Tighten down the hose clamps, and the leak stops. So problem solved. Whew! Mostly seawater in the bilge with a hint of diesel on top.

I take this time to open the port main cabin lazaret to access the starter battery. Using a trickle charger to top off the starter battery it takes hours to charge up. Again the cabin ends up in array as the seat cushion and hatch have to go someplace else for hours.

Tuesday we travelled 3 miles down to Rat Key to snorkel on two trucks placed near the beach. With the winds, swell and current we cancelled the dive. Our dinghy does not have the engine on it yet, due the the wave action. We put it on at Andros but later removed the engine. Lifting on to a bracket for crossing TOTO. We need to have smooth seas to hang the engine on the dinghy. Above is the small house on Childrens Bay Cove, probably the grounds keepers house. We would both take this house over the big house on the top of the island. He gets a 270 view of the water.

Out comes the inflatable paddleboard. During open water crossings it lives in the stand up shower in the head. Which we never use to shower in. Besides stacking our cockpit seat cushions in it during the year, it holds 3 cases of beer and the paddleboard for crossings.

Nancy pumping up her inflatable paddleboard. She paddled to shore. On her way there she had a nice size Bull shark circle her once then follow behind her about 20 feet back. Having a Bull shark waiting on you making a mistake, does make you concentrate on paddle technique and balance.

While she was gone I dove the anchor. Lucky for me she distracted the local Bull shark.

Nancy checked out two different beaches. Only Nancy can find someone to talk to on a deserted Island. She spent 20 minutes talking to a fellow sailor walking the beach.

After her paddle, Nancy got out the electric sheep sheers and gave me a haircut. Man that feels better! Now I just have to get all the hair off of the transom of the boat.

We store our 1 lb. propane tanks for the grill in the anchor locker. Just incase one leaks, you do not want it in the cabin. Liquid propane expands 270 times in volume. So 1 gallon of liquid propane (4.2 lbs) turns into 270 gallons of vapor by volume. Or one of the camper size 1 lb. bottles becomes 64 gallons by volume of vapor. Which is heavier than air, and not what you want in your bilge.

Enough of that. We cooked a great flank steak on the grill hanging on the stern rail.

The front hit us about 0430 in the morning. Plenty of rain to wash off the decks. Wind shift of 180 degrees. Gust of 25 knots or so. One of our neighbor catamarans swung by for a visit. He eventually pulled up his anchor and moved away.

S/V Sea Breeze, Lee Stocking Island, Exuma, Bahamas.

[disdancetune]

Or do you cheat on a guy?

I think he is a rapist and so it doesn't count, my baby

- Do you feel bad about cheating? -

Even though he has some dependability it seems...

Anyway, I keep thinking about the marsh

It is complex, sinuous, interweaving, and serendipitous, though mysterious

When more swampy in quality, it is dark and invokes this fear of getting stuck

But that prevents one from seeing its abundance

One needs to learn how to navigate it

I wanna navigate it with you cause it's ours

And we have a boat and oars

So that definitely lets us take a look

If we're brave we can try snorkeling 🤿

Or use a camera to spot intricacies

But belonging means so much more I guess

It means, along Barad's lines, that we're part of a phenomenon

It means that us looking is inside the exploration

We're not on the outside looking in, but part of the system, we look being a part of a system

Are we plants are we animals are we human?

Are we colour, saturation, density?

Are we a bit of everything?

As human selves, do you wanna be me and you and either stay on our boat, feeling the breeze while floating on the water, snorkel a bit, combining air and water; or engage softly with the depths, as part of the depths ?

[dsandrvk]

Wednesday, August 14 - Mansuar Island and Gam Island, Indonesia

We had a day crowded with activities, and it was an incredible day. We visited two separate small islands in the Raja Ampat region and two villages, completely different in character. We had to clear customs and that was done in Mansuar, where the officials came aboard our boat, and before we knew it we had a chance to snorkel on the reef just offshore from the village. This reef is quite famous and folks come here to SCUBA as well as snorkel, and the fish and viral were amazing.

We were on the lookout for small sharks (positive lookout, since they aren't after snorkelers), and several folks saw sea turtles. I did see one very large eel skulking along the bottom, and that was a treat. As usual, my photos are on my water camera, so none are here on the blog.

Because we had the earliest time for our snorkel, we were able to get back to the ship, shower and change and head by Zodiac to the village. Since it was mid-day, it was very quiet, as well as hot and humid. The picture of the white house seems to be the typical "modern" model - we saw lots of similar places. They have made sand "streets" by fencing off the yards, and it was surprisingly rectilinear in layout. Unfortunately, with the advent of junk and packaged food, there was a lot of litter, and garbage dumps abounded along the path back into the forest. When the people lived on fish and local fruits and vegetables, the waste was organic - now it is mostly plastic, and there is no where for it to go.

We got back to the ship for a latish lunch, but since we were moving the ship to Gam Island, we had time to relax a bit before the next activity. As in the morning, here there was a chance to visit the village, and either take a more guided activity, or just wander. The other activity was billed as a "difficult and strenuous" hike to the top of the island to look for the Red Bird-of-Paradise, a species only found around here. There had been a hike on Mansaur in the morning, but most people turned around because it was slippery and challenging, and this one was supposed to be worse. Naturally I signed up for it.

Because we weren't starting out from the ship until 3PM, and there was no guarantee we'd get back before dark, we all took headlamps and bug nets. As it turned out, we needed neither, as there were no bugs, and although parts of the hike were muddy, and parts were steep, it was overall not bad and we made great time getting to the likely viewing spot. The birds tend to be found in this one area, but the chances of seeing them is far from guaranteed. After reaching the ridge and walking along it for a while we had a short scramble up to the top, and quietly waited, hearing all sorts of bird life. We finally did hear the rather harsh call of the Bird-of-Paradise, but he was way up in the foliage and hard to see. After more scrambling, we were able to see the male (sort-of) and then he flew to a much better spot and we were able to see the elaborate tail feathers and bright red hindquarters when he squawked as part of his courtship ritual. After that, we decided it wasn't going to get any better than what we had witnessed, so we headed back down towards town, well before sundown.

We had plenty of time to look for other birds on our hike back down, and we still arrived in the village with time to look around and explore. Here the people were out and about and I met lots of young people and children who were interested as to where we were from and of course, my name (I think the first English they learn is "what's your name?"). We had several locals helping us on our hike and it wouldn't have been possible without them helping to spot the birds and direct us to the best spots for viewing, as well as giving us helping hands on the steep and slippery parts. Among the several locals was a boy of about 8 who was helping along, and we all made sure he got good looks through our binoculars.

The town here has quite a good school - it is housed in several buildings built within the mangroves, and was open for us to tour. They stress a lot of local things, but also try to prepare the students to have the background to be able to go on to college. They have currently outgrown their classroom space and are working on a new addition that will allow them to educate all the way from first grade through 12th. They are hoping for some additional funds, and I think they will be getting some from lots of us on our ship .

I met a group of girls that were done with classes for the day, and they serenaded a couple of us with a guitar and beautiful harmonies. I didn't get their picture at the time, but Russ had met them earlier and taken their photo while on a village tour. The thought of wearing uniforms in the heat is hard for me to get my head around, but they all seemed comfortable in their beautiful blouses and skirts. They were both inquisitive and shy, and absolutely delightful. The building on the wooden walkway in the mangroves is one of their classrooms, as they are completely integrated with their surroundings here.

Russ had taken a village tour rather than the hike, and got to learn a lot about the locals, and I lingered in town until the last Zodiac back to the ship, talking with the local young people, and enjoying the early evening light. There were a few other tourists here, as it does draw folks for exploration and the snorkeling and diving, and there appear to be quite a few guest accommodations. It is quite a special place, and I felt lucky to have been able to visit her.

Tomorrow we are headed close by to a group of uninhabited islands called Wayag, where we plan to Zodiac, kayak and snorkel - another trifecta day. Our temperatures should be pretty much the same (night and day around 77-79 degrees F) and little chance of rain. Should be perfect!

[automatismoateo]

I've spent the last four weeks in Indonesia and it's worse than you think. via /r/atheism

I've spent the last four weeks in Indonesia, and it's worse than you think. As many of you may know, indonesia is a muslim majority country at around 87% of population. The rest are either christian or a different religion since you are literally obligated to believe in a god - otherwise, you do not exist (quoting one of my local guides). I have spent the last four weeks in this country outside of Bali (Bali is a tourist place so you are not getting the real experience) and just wanted to share my frustration with this country and religion. Besides the obvious absence of freedom of belief, lack of women's rights, and some parts even practicing sharia (where you can get beaten 5 times with a stick it you are seeing someone of opposite gender after 9pm), there are mosques... everywhere. It doesn't matter that you don't believe in Allah, you are forced to listen to the screams of mosques minimum 5 times per day (some villages were going almost non-stop for 16 hours). They usually start at 4am. So just imagine being tired or sick and in need of sleep, being woken up at 4am by disgusting screaming of 4 overlapping mosques that lasts for 2 hours. Earplugs do not work, it feels like someone is screaming directly into your ears. The frustration is immense.. you are powerless. It's written in a holy book so it's the truth. Just as well as sperm being created between the backbone and the rib and sun setting in a muddy pond each evening. The delusion is real. The poor women. When we were on a snorkeling trip, the poor girls were swimming in full hijab hiding their face and mouth as well. When they got out of water, their clothes were completely wet, so when the boat was moving us to the next location, they got a cold and started coughing. Meanwhile their men were swimming in shorts with their fat bellies out. Are muslim men so perverted that they cannot even see women's mouth or they would get horny? Women defending islam are like chicken defending kfc, period. I have many more things to say about this religion but the text is getting a bit too long, I warn everyone that is reading this - never allow this religion to get into your country. It's not a religion of peace, it's a religion that is invasive like a parasite, not compatible with western cultures. As Ricky Gervais said: 'You could easily spot any Religion of Peace. It's extremist members would be extremely peaceful.' Submitted August 06, 2024 at 03:33AM by fre44y (From Reddit https://ift.tt/vZYpihK)

[jodilin65]

Earlier this morning, I planned to have a mani-pedi, but the salon was closed. Instead, we visited Treasure Mart during a nice mini thunderstorm, a place we hadn’t been to in many months. We spotted some cute things that caught our eye, but they were a bit pricey, so we decided not to make any purchases. There was a figurine I almost bought; it was nice, but nothing extraordinary. Nonetheless, it was refreshing to get out. We strolled through the aisles of the large store for nearly an hour. Towards the end, I suddenly felt exhausted, realizing I need to be more active to build endurance to avoid getting tired easily. Because of it, he moved the treadmill back into the living room. I just don’t get enough of a workout hitting the road in VR.

Tomorrow, I’m scheduled to visit the salon, and on Thursday, I have a painting class at the clubhouse.

The hammering next door has begun. I’m guessing this is where they start hammering down the borders. I don’t see a truck over there, though, and I didn’t see anyone in back so maybe they’re starting on the other side of the house. Then again, these houses are so damn close that if he was hammering on his exterior living room wall or the exterior wall of the second bedroom, I would hear it in here. I just hope they’re done with whatever they’re doing before I start sleeping in!

We talked about some future activities we want to do. For $65 each we can get taken out on a boat, given a wetsuit, and go snorkeling with manatees. This is at a place an hour north of here.

There’s also a walking trail nearby that might be a fun place to go when we’re bombing the place.

So I called and left a message for them to give to Rhonda about the breathing issues caused by the nitrofurantoin and asked if I could be switched to bactrim or amoxicillin.

OMG, I’m so pissed. I’ll have to finish this later.

Okay, I’m back. The girl who works in the office called telling me to call her back after we agreed she could leave a message. When I called, she said my urine test was negative.

Then why the hell was I given an antibiotic and put at risk of getting a yeast infection if it was negative?

So now I’m waiting for the nurse to call back with more info and I’m going to answer since I know that even though I once again reminded them that they could leave all the detailed messages they want, I’m just gonna be told to call back.

Damn, do I miss Galileo!

Anyway, unless all these doctors are missing something, I’m going to assume that any burning I’ve been feeling is due to menopause. It can be pretty bad from what I was told, and of course, I always have to get it the worst. If I can’t manage to get it under control myself, then I might have to make a GYN appointment.

The honker is trimming the tree between him and Sue. I thought that was something he normally did before he left but if he’s interested in an event at the end of next month, he probably won’t leave until May.

Yesterday his truck never moved at all, which is unusual for him, so I’m guessing he was either picked up or was very sick.

Oh, look at that. Colleen is over there with him now even though her vehicle isn’t there. I’m a little worried that this relationship could cause him to move down here full-time or stay here longer but maybe she’s a snowbird too. I’m now guessing he was over at her place yesterday. It’s only about a five-minute walk over there. What are they going to do, though, unless she too is from his area of Canada? Have a relationship every other 6 months?

[soriaryl]

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not Part 03

Continued from 09/13/2023

“I don’t understand what the problem is, Emma,” Logan, pleads as he put on the black and neon blue wetsuit.

“How do you not understand the damned problem?” I growl at him. I stare at him while he pulls the neoprene up to his chest and shoulders. He is large, two hundred pounds and six-feet-tall. His red hair glints in the sunlight and his green eyes sparkle with the ocean’s reflection. I point to his mother, holding my fins in my hands. “You invited your mother on our second honeymoon. After what she pulled at the wedding, she’s lucky that we don’t cut her out of our lives completely. You promised me that she wouldn’t be here.”

He stiffens at my statement. “I can’t cut her out of my life. She’s my mom, and I’m the only person she has left.”

“Logan, you always pick her over me. Hell, I woke up this morning on the pull-out couch, instead of in bed with you. You’re my husband, and I want to spend our second honeymoon together.”

“But I’m here with you now,” he sounds confused.

I sigh, knowing that I am not getting anywhere with him. “Never mind.” I take my fins and walk away from Alicia and him so I can get some of the fresh ocean air in my lungs.

“Everything all right?” the skipper of the dive boat asks me.

I paste on my fake smile. “It’s doing good. Just wish my MIL wasn’t here to ruin my second honeymoon.”

He cringes at my statement. His dark sun-tan skin accents his dark blue eyes and blond hair. He is toned, like a swimmer, and for a brief second, I imagine going diving with him. His lean body kicking the water as we glide under the water’s surface. He smiles at me when Alicia’s shrieking rips my daydream away from me. “I guess you should get back to your disaster waiting to happen.”

I return his smile. “You have no idea. Maybe a shark will eat her.”

His laughter is loud but warm and inviting. “Maybe.” He leans down as I pass in front of him to get back to my husband. “Or maybe you’ll find someone who will treat you better than he does his mother.”

I think about his words as I walk back to Logan and Alicia. My husband was helping Alicia put on her neoprene wetsuit over her ill-fitting bikini. He zips up the back of the suit, and I think that she looks like an over-stuffed sausage in casing. Logan helps me get the buoyancy control device (BCD) on my back. He holds it in place until I get the vest snapped on fully. I put on the weight belt that will allow me to sink into the water. I feel comfortable in my gear, having bought it years ago before I became obsessed with numbers for my job.

“Looooogaaaaan,” Alicia whines. “I need help.”

He looks at me. “Do you mind helping her while I get the rest of my gear on?”

I want to tell him that I would, in fact, mind, but I cannot get the words passed my lips. “I can.” I walk over to Alicia and pick up the BCD. “Put it on like a backpack.”

“I don’t want your help,” she snarls at me.

“I don’t want to help you out, either, but Logan asked me to,” I whisper sharply in reply.

She finally snaps the vest on, and I head to the back of the boat. There are three other groups with us for this dive trip. I put my fins on my feet, place the mask over my face, and step off the boat into the crystal-clear water. I inflate the BCD with the air from my tank to keep me afloat. I flip onto my stomach while the other divers hop into the water. I breathe through the snorkel while looking at the reef below.

The bright coral was muted with the water’s depth. The reds, oranges, and yellows of the fish were still visible from where I floated. I look to the sides to see if Logan and Alicia have come into the water yet. The other divers are already gone, swimming down to the reef’s edges to see the beauty that lies there.

Part of me wants to swim away and into the reef. The other part of me knows better to wait for my husband as my dive partner. I let my mind wander to the boat skipper and my imagination took over. I could see us swimming amongst the coral and fish, going inside an undersea cave, then spending the rest of the night looking up at the stars from his dive boat. I allow myself this daydream, because even though I am an accountant by trade, I am a diver by desire. I wonder if I can give up the life I have to become a dive instructor. Teaching people how to properly care for their equipment, how to navigate in the open water, and how to find themselves when they are lost in a cave.

I shake my head of such thoughts, because they would not pay the bills that I need to afford. That reminds me that Logan and I need to have a talk about his mother and how much he pays her per month. We have discussed having children, and if he continues to pay Alicia, I want to stress that we will not be able to afford both children and his mother.

I know that Logan will never cut his mother off, so I have some tough decisions to make. This trip has opened my eyes in many different ways. He will always put her first. It is like I am the mistress impeding on their lives. It is not just this second honeymoon that she has ruined. She ruined the engagement announcement, the wedding, our first honeymoon, our credit scores, and the ability to buy a home.

They finally jump into the water. Logan helps Alicia with getting her BCD inflated so she would not sink to the bottom of the ocean like the anchor she is. “Ready?” he asks me, and I nod. He tosses me the dive camera. “You forgot this!”

I catch it and attach it to my wrist. I press the button of the BCD to sink under the water. He and Alicia both follow me down. I make my choice to go into the reef, whether they follow or not. I need this time to recenter myself for the fight ahead. I love him, but he will never love me like I need in return. It hits me like a shark flying through the water. I want a divorce.

I glide through the water, using minimal energy to kick, so not to annoy the creatures of the reef. I take my pictures, letting the joy and wonder of the ocean fill me. I add a little bit of air to my BCD to keep me neutrally buoyant, so I neither sink nor float up.

I look around and see Alicia heading into an underwater cave. Logan is chasing after her, yet neither of them have cave diving experience or training. I flick my flippers and race to catch them before they hurt themselves. I reach the cave within half of a minute. I take a picture of the cave for prosperity sake.

I look inside and see their flashlights reflecting off the dark cavern walls. I carefully swim inside. I reach out to find the guideline, but there is none. This is not good. A guideline is used to get people out of caves in case they get lost. I am glad that I always carry my bright orange twine with me. I find a stalagmite and tie the end of the twine to it.

I go into the cave, flicking on my flashlight. I swim towards the other two lights, trying to catch up to them before they get too far out of my sight. I find them quickly and grab onto Logan’s ankle. He kicks me off of him, until he realizes it is me. He points ahead, where Alicia is still going into the cave.

We catch up to her and try to get her to turn back towards the reef. She refuses, shaking the two of us off of her. I look to Logan, who just shrugs. I hold up the twine reel, so he knows that I can find the way back out of the cave. He gives me a single curt nod and follows his mother into the cavern.

Continues 09/27/2023

[leonbloder]

Heaven Itself

I had some wonderful experiences during our family vacation this past week when I decided to say "Yes" to things when my initial instinct was to say "No." 

Before the trip, I was adamant with the rest of the family that if I just wanted to spend the vacation resting, reading, and relaxing while they went off and had adventures, they needed to be okay with it. 

I was more concerned about the logistics of getting seven people through flight connections, rental car pickup, and a four-hour drive than I was about actually enjoying myself. 

Additionally, I wasn't enthusiastic about hanging out at the beach or swimming in the ocean.  I don't want to be attacked by sharks, and I watch too many videos of sharks swimming near beaches to be dissuaded from my fear. 

I also get seasick easily, so going out on a boat didn't appeal to me either. 

At this point, many of you are probably thinking, "Wow. I really want to hang out with Leon. He seems like a really fun guy to travel with."

Something shifted in me before we departed, though.  I had spent several weeks thinking about how much of my life I spend trying to avoid things that I think will make me uncomfortable and how antithetical that is to who I want to be. 

I remembered something I'd heard author Rob Bell say at the retreat I attended with him in July.  He talked about how he'd had a similar kind of shift in his mind, and then he followed with this: 

"If it's exciting and I'm slightly bewildered, I move in that direction."  

When I wrote that line down at the event, I recall thinking, "That's how I want to live."  

The thing about saying "Yes" to exciting and slightly bewildering things is that you have no idea what to expect. It can be simultaneously terrifying and exhilarating.  

So I said "Yes" to everything.  I went zip-lining and rappelling through the rainforest.  I went on a boat to watch whales and dolphins, fishing and snorkeling.  I took surfing lessons.  I went to the beach.  I drove a four-wheel ATV through rivers and up mountains. 

And I saw great beauty, experienced wonder, laughed with my family, had adventures with my kids, and wrung the most out of every day with all of them.  

I also had more than a few moments to reflect on how all of those wonderful memories I made with them were possible because I chose to live life instead of enduring it. 

A wonderful line from a Mary Oliver poet comes to mind as I  write this.  She says this: 

It is heaven itself to take what is given, to see what is plain... 

When we take life as it comes, when we choose to live fully, when we step into things that bewilder us, and when we decide to try things that scare us, we learn more completely what it means to be truly human. 

We can see what is plain, what is in front of us.  We get the chance to be present with the people who matter most.  We can let ourselves truly feel what it means to be connected to the world and with others. 

And in so doing, we experience God.  This is heaven, after all: To be fully alive and embrace the Divine presence within and around us means being where God is.  

When we choose to live in dread of what comes next or worry incessantly about whether we're making the next right move, we can easily lose our joy and peace.  We lose our passion for living.  

God wants more for us.  God desires us to live full and abundant lives, come what may.  God's presence is with us and within us no matter what we face and is more fully felt when we let go of our need for control.  

May you find ways to be fully alive today.  May you move in a direction that slightly bewilders you.  May you embrace joy.  

And may the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you now and always. Amen.  

[safetycar-restart]

Shels are you trying to KILL me with your angst???!!! 😭😭😭 Calling Charles “little one” is impeccable and the thought of him crying because someone else called him it and not you?? Insane. I’m deceased… dead on the floor over here

I’m in love with this concept and wanna continue discussing it so I present to you the following question: what happens when you and Charles are reunited after his holiday? How does he react to seeing you again??

I’ve got my tissues at the ready in case I need to cry again!! -🐬

Ok I know I already wrote about reuniting with Charles in a reblog of my original post, but I want to go into more detail about the specifics, so I'm answer it here :))

And hopefully no tears, but you never know with me...

Ok so, you're supposed to have a week break yourself before you go to Charles, but you skip that because you know Charles wouldn't be able to take another week without you.

Which means you surprise Charles, with the help of his friends and the poor thing is so shocked he can only cling to you and pray that you're real, that he's not imagining it.

You take him to a hotel for two days, because you want some alone time with him without his friends. His friends can survive two days on the boat on their own.

The first thing you do when you get back to the hotel room (which takes a while because Charles just clings to you in the hotel lobby for a good ten minutes), is put his collar on.

You don't even unpack your bags before that. Just take the collar out and put it on him immediately.

Once he's got his collar on him, he instantly calms. He can even manage to smile at you then, because he knows it's all okay now. He has his collar now. He has you now. It's all going to be okay.

Kneeling might the best thing to do then? Because as much as you want to scene with him, he's about 2 seconds away from subdrop and you don't want to put more pressure on him.

So you have him kneel at your feet while you sit on the couch, and maybe you position him so that you can put your legs on either side of him and play with his hair? So he feels completely boxed in. He can tilt his head back for a kiss anytime he wants to.

You tell him how your time with Carlos was, telling him that you wish he was there with you and speaking about all the things you did. You know that Charles likes to know everything he can about you, and he hates feeling disconnected from you.

He relaxes as you speak, even adding his own comments and frequently requesting kisses.

Then, you let him straddle you and slip a hand down his boxers, making him cum in them as he cries out against your neck.

He naps on your chest then, because the poor thing has barely slept the whole time.

When he wakes, you hand feed him and praise him to high heavens, thanking him for being such a brave boy and promising him that you won't leave him again.

Once the two days are up, you go back to the boat with Charles. His friends are all so relieved to see you, because they know how bad Charles had been doing before you arrived.

And only then does Charles start to enjoy his holidays and feel like he's actually on holiday. Because now he wants to have fun! He wants to take the boat to different locations and go snorkelling and surfing and nap in the sun and watch the stars at night because now he can do all of that with his friends and with you.

[theme-park-concepts]

What ride system would be best for a dark ride that simulates going underwater? (boat, omnimover, suspended vehicle, kuka arm, etc) I feel like anything attached to the ground forces riders to look up at the ceiling which could break the illusion and doesn’t give the floating sensation. Anything hanging from the ceiling would break the illusion of the ceiling being the top of the ocean too because riders would see tracks on it. I’ve been thinking about this and can’t find a good option.

Kinda depends on what vibes you're going for, how realistic an effect you're after.

Cause like humans can't really go underwater, aside from like swimming. And I'm guessing you're not looking for a ride that literally puts people underwater...though idk could kinda be cool to do a like ski tow-rope situation but for snorkeling or something...

So you really only have two options...the ride vehicle needs to be something that contains people in a fully enclosed space more or less like a submarine or you choose to go with a more stylistic, theatrical underwater illusion.

So for the former...guests are inside some sort of fully contained contraption....you can either literally stick the contraption underwater, which is useful say if you want to have live fish or just the plain cool factor, like Disneyland's sub but I think one of the legolands also has a ride like this, that's basically Peter Pan but through an aquarium. Realistically though if you have no desire for live fish you don't really gain much from the actually underwater thing. Best underwater illusion I've ever seen is the hydrolators at The Living Seas. Which basically puts some water between two layers of glass in the ride vehicle windows. The 20k ride at Tokyo Disney Sea also does this. The ride vehicle is suspended Ala Peter Pan but the portholes look down and out so you don't really see up, and the underwater effect is created by the bubbles inside the window and lighting of the sets. This technique really could be applied to any ride system depending on what you're looking for. I do like the idea of adding a motion base to the equation for a more "moving through currents" type experience.

Now if you're not going the realistic route, that's where stuff becomes much more interesting. The best theatrical "water" effect I've ever seen in my opinion is the raindrop ripples in the Winnie the Pooh ride at WDW. it's just some rings of light that quickly light up in sequence over black but it's very effective at creating the illusion of a surface. Finding Nemo at Epcot does a similar thing, a little less effectively to mimic an ocean surface above you. I think that technique done really well with good lighting, maybe some fog, and the right amounts of black could be really effective for creating an "above the surface, going below the surface" type of moment. As in that famous animatic of the mermaid ride intended for DLP. But you're right actually achieving that moment would be difficult because of the ride track. You'd see it going down before you.

My solution to that particular problem would be to locate the track very low and a ride vehicle that's basically capable of being a genie lift. Perhaps a kuka arm would be able to work under the right circumstances. Given the right lighting conditions, the actual track could be many feet below the "surface" of the water, with the vehicle elevated up in the air. And since the surface is not actually a surface but an effect created by lighting devices suspended in midair, you'd basically avoid the problem.

Just one possible approach, there's many potential solutions to the problem. Would love to know what you'd do.

[chuuyrr]

Daddy gojo and bb scarlet having a daddy daughter day? Like booking a hotel going to the pool and the beach just having a good time together thank you </3

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader's beach date

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): possible anime/manga spoilers for jjk

thank you so much for requesting! oh to have a beach date with someone, i've been burdened and burnt out from schoolwork for the past few days :") really looking forward in getting sumn rest soon!! anyways, happy reading ya'll <3

your dad, gojo satoru, has been stressed out lately from work. due to his busyness from missions, teaching, and attending meetings, he hasn't been able to spend enough time with you either. as a result, gojo took time off from work and decided that he needed a daddy-daughter date, considering how you two hadn't had one in a long time. in order to make it up to you as well as to satisfy his need for a relaxing vacation, he booked a private, five-star resort for you two to enjoy together.

"you booked a private resort?" your face scrunched from confusion as you asked, evidently unfamiliar of the term. "what's a resort?"

"it's a vacation place where there's beaches, pools and a hotel for us to stay in." gojo explained, smiling as he packed his and your luggage.

"beaches? i love beaches!" you squealed with joy, bouncing up and down from excitement. "will there be fishies? palm trees there? can we ride a boat too?"

"of course!" gojo ruffled your hair, smiling at your excitement.

when the two of you arrived at the resort, you ended up zooming off as soon as gojo brought you down. he had to chase after you, and fortunately enough, he was able to whisk you back into his arms by some miracle. your toddler legs might be small, but they could run as fast as yuuji.

you couldn't help but adore how enormous and brightly lit the five-star resort was. the amenities were also enough to intrigue you; not only were there beaches and pools, but there were also islands, water slides, a food hall, a bar and many more things like statues and fountains, and the hotel room that gojo booked was spacious. it was as big as your house with him. 

gojo dressed you up in your [favorite character's] designed bathing suit and matched sunglasses with you. the two of you headed to the beach first after you and gojo were ready, since it was the place you wanted to go to first. you loved the way the salty breeze filled your lungs, the way the sun shone brightly over you, and the sound of the waves washing over the shore. what's even more intriguing to you was the beautiful sight. it reminded you of the beach you'd end up on whenever you followed the ghost you were familiar with.

before you could even run towards the shore, gojo had dragged you first. he took hold of your hand and pulled you to the shallow part of the water. you and gojo ended up laughing and smiling, splashing each other with water. gojo had you rode him, with you sitting his back as he swam in the water.

"i wanna see some fishes next! where are the fishies?" you asked as you and gojo headed back to the shore.

"oh! would you like to go snorkeling, kikufuku?" gojo suggested, his crystalline blue eyes lighting up.

the two of you got some snorkeling gear on and were guided by one of the staff members of the resort.

"alright, kikufuku. we'll dive in together, so you're gonna have to hold my ha—OH MY GOD, [NAME]!"

gojo and the guide nearly had a heart attack when you jumped and dived into the water without any warning of excitement but even without any experience of swimming, you managed just fine because of your chaos magic. gojo followed suit, immediately diving into the water after you, thinking you drowned or something, but was in shock to see you maneuvering just fine with red psionics surrounding you. it was a good thing you were a magical baby.

anyway, once the whole fiasco was over. you and gojo swam around underwater together, admiring the fishes, corals, and seaweed. you were a bit disappointed that you didn't get to see a shark that looked just like your ikea shark toy plush, but you still had fun nonetheless. you guys decided to go on island hopping while at it as well.

you got to build sandcastles with gojo after snorkeling and siwmming. you even had a competition with him, and he was amazed at how detail your sandcastle was for a toddler. well, you did have chaos magic to help you shape and take out sand, but it was still pretty damn impressive. next, you went to the pool where you got to go on water slides with gojo. he also taught you basic swimming lessons while at it too.

for the most part of your fun-filled activity, though, gojo took a lot of pictures, like more than a lot. he has pictures of you in a pool floaty, pictures of you posing with your sunglasses and a peace sign on, pictures of you sliding down the water slide with your hands in the air, and pictures of you and gojo together eating, laughing, and smiling. you know damn well gojo's going to be posting all of those pictures on his social media to brag and show you off.

gojo's favorite photos, though, were of you happily holding a baby turtle that you found at the beach, as well as of you sipping on some apple juice that was in a fancy wine glass while you sat on a beach chair with your heart-shaped sunglasses, matching gojo's pair.

ever since he got you, his social media has consisted of nothing more but pictures of you instead of him and his expensive ass clothes and perfumes nowadays. when evening came, the two of you dined in the food hall of the five-star resort. you ate a lot of [favorite food], which was incredibly yummy, and then the two of you went to the spa. the two of you got your hair done, and you even got to experience a massage, except you giggled and laughed the whole time because you were so ticklish.

after spa, you had a warm bubble bath with gojo afterwards back at the hotel room. the soap bubbles smelled like [favorite scent], a favorite of yours. however, the two of you ended up playing during bath time. you and gojo splashed each other with water, and used the soap and shampos to style your hair into mohawks. you even mimicked gojo's hair whenever he wears his blindfold; you styled it all upwards and copied his hand sign, uttering a "yowai mo!" which made gojo laugh and smile.

by the end of the day, the two of you were in your pajamas, sprawled on the queen sized bed of the hotel room, watching disney and barbie movies while eating kikufukus as midnight snacks. you were cuddled up on gojo's chest as the two of you watched.

"hey, daddy?" you asked, looking up to him.

"yes, kikufuku?" gojo peered down at you, smiling before pecking your forehead, prompting you to laugh.

"this was the best vacation ever! thank you, daddy!" you smiled at gojo, pressing a sloppy kiss on his cheek which made his chest well with joy and warmth. god, you were so precious and sweet!

"you're always welcome, [name]. i love you." gojo giggled, now encasing you in his arms to pepper your face with kisses, as well as to coddle you in his embrace.

"i love you more though!" you exclaimed.

"eh? that's impossible, kikufuku, because i love you times infinity! more than infinity!" gojo flipped you, so now he was hovering on top of you and tickled you, causing you to burst into fits of laughter and giggles.