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thebirdandthebee · 2 years ago

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In a Twist

I just can’t stay away from Bob smut. Here’s another request from the inbox, which is still open for TGM and The Bear requests!

The below is mostly smut and fluff - 18+ only!

Call me simple, but I just love the Bob-has-a-hot-girlfriend trope.

You’d spent most of the morning primping. Bobby was being awarded a commendation on base today and it was your first time visiting him at North Island.

You’d started seeing one another about eight months ago while he’d been stationed in Key West. Starting as friends, you’d met through your girlfriend, who was dating a sailor, Bobby had made the first move, something that both surprised and delighted you.

You’d been fortunate that for a majority of your relationship so far, you’d been in the same state. However, he’d been put on assignment in Miramar five weeks ago, and you’d missed him terribly. Your communication had been minimal and though you’d been aware when he had a work incident that landed him in the hospital, he reminded that even if you came to Miramar, you wouldn’t be able to actually see him.

Thankfully, you’d been able to text and FaceTime a few times since then, but you were thrilled when he’d sent you the invitation to the ceremony.

You’d flown in last night, renting a car and spending the first night eating room service and doing as many spa treatments as you could. You were smooth as a dolphin – hair recently highlighted, brows plucked and all nails buffed and polished.

Bob had been staying in base quarters, so you’d splurged for the suite for a handful of reasons: you knew he wouldn’t want to be sleeping in a twin bed again, and you’d now been celibate for six weeks. A twin bed with a roommate was not going to cut it.

You were grateful that Bob had emailed you all the instructions to get on base and where to go – it was slightly different than visiting him on base in Key West. You’d nervously tapped your fingers against the steering wheel after parking your car, your permit tag hanging on the rearview mirror and printed out invitation in hand. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d used a printer, much less asked for help printing something at a hotel.

Sliding the invitation into your clutch, you’d spotted a well-dressed family getting out of their car, and you decided to tag along so you wouldn’t have to walk into the reception hall alone. Adjusting your appearance in the reflection of the car door, you stutter-stepped in your heels to catch up to the family.

You were excited and nervous to see Bob – reuniting after being apart for the first time put butterflies in your stomach. There was a small reception first, then the ceremony, then another more informal reception – though Bobby said they’d likely head down to a local haunt instead.

There was a large gathering of people in the reception – probably 150-200 people, with a few aviators sprinkled in wearing their white dress uniforms. You felt like you were in for a treat, you’d seen Bobby in his service khakis and some of his more casual pants and Navy tees, but never these get-ups.

You lifted onto your toes, trying to see as much as possible past the crowd in your heels, but you weren’t gifted with height. There was a loud buzz of conversation and for a moment, you felt bad that Bob’s family wasn’t able to join today, but you’d not met them before and it would likely be sensory overload to have a reunion on top of meeting his parents.

“Hi,” your attention was pulled over your shoulder, met with the gaze of another aviator in his formal attire.

“Hi,” you smiled, dragging your attention back to the crowd, searching desperately for your boyfriend.

“I’m Bradley,” he continued. You smiled distractedly, offering your name before turning back to the crowd. “I’m being honored here today,” he continued. “For deeds of valor and bravery,” he added.

“Congratulations, thank you for your service,” you smiled. “Sorry, I’ve got to find someone.”

“Maybe I can help,” Bradley said, taking his hat in his hands, holding in front of him. “Who are you looking for?”

“Robert Floyd,” you said hopefully.

“Bob?” Rooster asked, “I don’t see the resemblance,” he added. “But yeah, I can show you were Bob is.” He shrugged.

You followed at an even clip, keeping up with Bradley’s long strides, hands clasped excitedly in front of you. Over by the organized aisles of chairs, and off to the side by the podium stood your boyfriend, speaking with another aviator, his own hands wringing over themselves.

“Bobby!” You called, immediately gaining his attention. You’d hurried over to Bob, whose smile was taking over his face, heels clicking loudly across the polished concrete floor.

Throwing your arms around his neck, you’d nearly knocked his hat off as he wrapped himself around you as well, hugging you tightly.

“Bob’s sister is smokin’ hot,” Jake Seresin commented to Bradley.

“You’re telling me,” Bradley scoffed. They both watched as you rocked forward on your heels, kissing him soundly.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Baby on Board?” Jake mumbled, looking at Bradley with wide eyes.

“I missed you so much,” you smiled, gently brushing some of your pink gloss off of Bob’s lips with your thumb.

“Missed you more,” Bob insisted. “I’m so happy you’re here.”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” you said, leaning up to kiss him once more. “Sorry, I’m getting makeup all over you,” you giggled, to which Bob blushed.

“I don’t mind,” Bob said earnestly. “C’mere, let me introduce you to my friends,” he said, lacing his fingers with yours and leading you back over to Bradley and a few other of the aviators. He introduced you to the group and you squeezed his hand between your bodies, legs crossed over in front of the other as the skirt of your dressed flowed about your knees. “Babe, this is Jake, Bradley, Natasha and Javy.”

“It’s so nice to meet you all,” you smiled, leaning further into Bob’s side, tilting your head toward his shoulder. “Congratulations on your commendation,” you added.

“And so how exactly did you two meet?” Jake asked, finger wagging between you and Bob.

“It’s an embarrassing story,” you blushed, as Bob slid his arm around your waist to the small of your back, squeezing your outside hip. Bradley’s eyebrows shot straight up into his hairline. However, you were saved by the bell as they began wrangling everyone to their seats.

“I’ll see you after,” Bob said, kissing you once more before he was ushered to the front of the hall.

Your eyes were brimming with tears of pride as you watched Bobby receive his award – looking so handsome in his uniform. This separation and trip had been a big milestone for you two, and you didn’t realize how much you’d been holding your breath until you’d seen him again in the flesh.

He already knew he’d be heading back to Key West after he was wrapped up here and you couldn’t wait to have him back in your apartment. You’d taken some days off of work so you could lay about the beach and do absolutely nothing together.

After the fanfare, you were reunited with Bob, who was happy to introduce you around to some of his superiors and other friends from this stint here in San Diego.

“Bob, you need a ride to the Deck?” Bradley asked, glancing between the two of you once again as people started filtering toward the refreshments table. It was clear the pilots didn’t plan to stay at the reception too long.

“He’s got one,” you winked, watching the blush crawl up your boyfriend’s neck. Bradley’s eyes blinked slowly, wondering if for a moment, he had forgotten how the English language worked.

“We’ll see you there,” Bobby nodded, fixing his glasses. Bradley wasn’t quite out of earshot when you turned to Bobby and asked discreetly if he knew a back way out of the hall. Bradley looked around to see if anyone else was seeing what he was.

Bobby led you out of the hall through the side building entrance and the moment the metal door swung shut again, he was on you like he’d been traveling the desert and you were a mirage of water.

“Fuck I missed you so much,” you laughed into his mouth, hands cradling his face against yours.

“I swear I missed you more,” Bob reassured you. “You look so beautiful, even more beautiful than I remembered,” he said sweetly, making you grin like crazy before he could pin you up against the building. “I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel.”

You blinked up at him owlishly, Bob still an inch or two taller with your heels on.

“I can’t wait till we get back tonight,” you said genuinely. Bob’s eyes cut all around and there were too many people milling about. “Let’s go to the car,” you tugged on his hand. He was happy to follow you back to the parking area. You tossed him the keys from your purse in time for Bob to wave at Bradley and Jake who already heading to the bar.

“Feels good to drive,” Bob said with a grin as he pulled out of the parking lot. You’d held his hand in yours. When you’d gotten off of base and headed down the highway along the water, you’d pointed out a scenic diversion that went down toward the ocean off of the road.

“Pull over,” you said, squeezing his hand in yours.

“Here?” Bob asked, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.

“Here,” you agreed. He followed instruction and the second he put the car in park, you’d tossed yourself at him in the front seat. “You look so good in your uniform,” you said, kissing him firmly. Your ass sat on the center console, fingers laced behind his head. Bob’s hands slid up your sides, making you squirm. “Bobby, please,” you begged, gasping for air.

“Sweetheart, get in the back seat,” He said, squeezing you gently. You didn’t need to be told twice, crawling into the back as Bob got out of the car before cranking open the rear door. Your feet dangled out of the opening, just above the ground as you reached up to yank Bob down to kiss you again.

“Please Bobby, I’m soaking wet,” you begged, watching the air leave his lungs at your comment. You reached for his belt, shakily unbuckling it and yanking his pants down his thighs.

“Panties,” he mumbled, reaching up your skirt, calloused hands skimming your soft thighs to grip the gossamer pink fabric between your legs, looping them tightly around his wrist like a ponytail holder. “Gimme your ankles,” he commanded, happy to have your shoes over his shoulders as he lined up his cock with your sex, pushing in slowly.

“Jesus fuck,” you cursed, bracing your hands against the driver’s seat and headrest next to your.

Bob let out a strangled gasp, hip shuddering into you.

“You’re so tight,” he huffed, eyes going unfocused for a moment. “Missed this pussy so much,” he added.

“Bobby,” you giggled, turning into a soft groan as he withdrew before pushing in once more. “God I feel like a fucking virgin,” you blushed.

“Baby,” he gasped, clutching your legs to his chest, “Christ it’s good to be home,” he groaned. You reached down, swiping a finger through your wetness before finding your clit, which was begging for attention.

“Bobby, give it to me,” you demanded, circling your clit hastily. “You can fuck me slow tonight, but right now, I need you to make me cum immediately.” Bobby was a man who took direction well, and today was no different. He anchored himself against your legs, pumping into you at even keel with his blunt tip hitting you exactly where it needed to.

“Missed you so much,” he panted. “Feels so good to be inside of you - was thinking about this for almost two months,” he groaned.

“Harder, Bobby, please,” you begged. Bobby complied, giving it as good as he could. He spit down onto his fingers, batting your hand out of the way as he swirled his fingers around your clit, giving it a firm press at the same time he pushed in, bottoming out inside of you. “Right there, don’t stop!” you sighed, hands gripping at the foam seats.

“You gonna cum?” Bob asked, sweat lining his skin beneath his hat.

“Cum inside me,” you all but begged, “please Bobby.”

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he warned, and he held your clit hostage as his thrusts became erratic, his orgasm shooting off deep inside of you. He thrust gently through his orgasm, a strangled groan climbing from his throat as your sex clamped down on him, your knees shaking against his chest as you let out a loud sob.

As soon as you could remember which way was up again, you grinned blissfully.

“Welcome home.”

Bob leaned against your legs, his arms looped tightly around them as he hugged them to his body.

“Love you,” Bobby smiled back from between your ankles, making you giggle.

“You’re always so cute after you orgasm,” you commented, making him laugh as well, jostling you in all the right ways and making you gasp softly.

“Baby, you’re gonna get cum on your dress,” he commented quietly.

“There’s wet wipes in my purse,” you laughed, covering your face as you could feel his orgasm leaking out. A few minutes later, you were pinned up against the car once again as Bob kissed the breath from your lungs.

“We can skip the bar,” he insisted.

“No, you deserve to celebrate,” you insisted, straightening his collar. “But I am going to wear this hat – and only this hat – later.” You promised.

It was another three miles to the bar and you made Bob do several once-overs of your outfit to make sure you were all put together again before walking in.

“You look like a dream,” he reassured.

“Bob!” Phoenix summoned them to the back of the bar where the drinks were already flowing. His front-seater handed you a drink and you gratefully accepted it, clinking your glass against hers. Jake appeared at Bob’s side, extending another full beer to your boyfriend.

As Bob reached for the glass, his arm stretched, sleeve sliding up and revealing your panties twisted around his wrist to damn near all of his buddies.

“Mighty fine bracelet there, Bobby.”

#bob floyd #robert bob floyd #bob fucks #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd smut #bob floyd fluff #top gun maverick smut #top gun fic #top gun maverick #top gun fan fic

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hernakedmuse · 7 months ago

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Jason's older sister was in a mental hospital during her last year of high school.

She was having an affair with Mr Cunningham before that, Chrissy's dad. She thought he loved her but he told her she was just a whore, she tried to overdose on her mom's pills in the bathroom and so she was sent away to a mental spa retreat as her mom called it, in Key West.

She told Eddie this, and was livid at her parents for wanting to keep her mouth shut like it washer fault. She was just a kid!

He slashed the tires of his Porsche, when Mr. Cunningham tried to drive in the morning, he was frustrated and confused, none the wiser. Eddie's attacks increased from then.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #jason carver!sister #Carver!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x carver!reader

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tumblingxelian · 11 months ago

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Wenclair - Fake Courting, Politics and Assassins Oh My!

This is just an outline of early chapters, I have not written anything yet, but needed to get this idea out of my head.

So to anyone interested in a story that seemingly starts as a standard fake dating post Season 1 story. Only reveal that is actually gonna get a helluva lot more complicated nd dangerous, here we go:

Prologue:

Post Crackstone but pre parents arrival, Wednesday is dreading an orb call with her parents cos of her injuries and the knowledge they will be smothering her soon. (Part of her is not bothered but she has her pride) So to distract herself and partially out of concern she asks why Enid seems stressed.

Cue the expected revelation that now Enid has not only transformed but shown she can do so without the full moon. (Something usually reserved for adult Werewolves) she expects her mother will try and force her into a relationship and is dreading the prospect of her Summer because of it.

So, Wednesday floats the idea of playing the role of Enid's paramour and potential mate cos of a myriad of reasons: Cares about Enid, is possessive, avoiding parents, low key paranoid about lots of things, thinks making Enid's mother miserable by being the worst daughter in law ever is funny ETC.

Enid is grateful but oddly concerned, both about Wednesday's injuries & touch aversion but also starts floating the idea that this might cause the Addams trouble with Wednesday's suitors.

A concern Wednesday dismisses as she has none and further dismisses when Enid wonders if she's really up for this challenge and if her family would be OK with her doing this, even if only for a while.

Cue a quickly call where Wednesday dances around the romance part a bit, but they seem fine with it. Promising to instead spend time hunting down and destroying every remnant of Crackstone.

So they are off.

Chapter 1:

Turns out most of the Lycan students are part of the West Coast Wolf Alliance which is nominally headed by the San Francisco Pack. (The SInclairs are basically the equivalent of peasants in this context) So there's a lot of Lycan, who know have no idea how to handle Enid, least of all her brothers, who are also low key awed and scared of Wednesday.

The eldest who picks them up is seemingly more chill but also seems a bit odd and is the one to reveal there will likely be celebrations when they return. Why?

Well because Wednesday, plus Enid and Bianca saved the entire student body, earning them a lot of respect in the Outcast community, they are now big deals.

Wednesday: Politics, how droll. Enid (Alarm bell starts ringing)

The airport has some more common stuff, Enid giving Wednesday some noise cancelling headphones. Revealing the coded system of jumper tugs to ask for and receive or deny different types of affection. (& Wednesday's own tap of "If you don't get me out of here I am going to start stabbing people." code)

Sleeping on the plane, plus microaggressions from the humans.

Chapter 2:

Finally arriving, lots of Lycan are picking up their kids including Esther who looks a lil different.

(https://www.tumblr.com/barblaz-arts/720970746332102656/the-balcony-talk-pokemon-au-edition-just-imagine)

& rather than being put off by Wednesday being rude is more like, "I am glad my daughter found a mate with fangs, come, you two will ride with me."

Enid (The Alarm bells are getting louder)

We get some history on the migration of Outcasts to the "New World", alliances with fellow Outcasts and even indigenous rebel groups & grudging treaties with human governments.

Also revealed as they arrive at the mountain regions signed over in part to the Lycan Alliance, is that many of them adopt partially or even fully transformed states. Esther included.

Enid revealing they only present as fully human outside their territories cos even slightly too big fangs or nails can warrant arrest or assault or death by police.

Due to her injuries, Wednesday still needs sleep and gets a space in the Sinclair compound, specifically Enid's room with Esther none too subtly encouraging them to share a bed before inviting Enid to show off her new form and hunt.

Wednesday sticks around long enough to see Enid is larger than all but the biggest adult Werewolves and is pleased before heading to sleep.

Chapter 3:

This one is a bit more vague, but Wednesday wakes up, is generally treated well, low key given access to certain magical lore and tools by an elder sage and promised more as Enid's mate.

Enid (Alarm bells are now screaming in her head as she walks in on this.)

There's talk of the Pack Elders holding a celebration to honor the pair, some more politics and whisperings about Blood Moon and training ETC. But Enid seems subtly desperate to get Wednesday away from everyone.

Again Esther is fine with it, encouraging it even, which gives Enid the time to get Wednesday far from her family (& the Dire Wolves they & others raise and sell as guard dogs) to have a 'tour' together while most recover from the night before or prep for the celebration.

This is where the more traditional "Fake dating" wheels come off.

Enid basically ends up asking Wednesday how much she knows about Lycan politics and then Outcasts politics in general.

Wednesday: I don't make a habit of repeating myself. Enid, I find politics droll. Enid (The alarm is now broken)

Cos yeah, turns out that while the Outcast communities are very united, (Motivated by mutual defense pacts against humans) they are held together by factional and familial alliances, traded favors and marriages too.

The Addams are no exceptions, Gomez was obliged to marry Morticia's sister but fell for her and cos the families were chill the engagement shuffled.

Now, Morticia and Gomez were never going to force her to marry someone, but there's lots of steps and deals and concessions made to ensure arrangements are broke respectfully, which Wednesday has very much not done.

Wednesday isn't stupid, its just that she does not study subjects she finds dull. So she's a master fencer, botanist, chemist, ETC, but she has no idea who the fuck the President is or who her family is aligned with. Morticia and Gomez planned to tell her when she was more open to accepting their advice so things could be handled smoothly. This, was not smooth.

What Wednesday has done is basically flip off every prospective suitor, turn her back on every familial alliance and has thus also blatantly advertised herself as being super invested in the San Francisco Pack.

A Pack who really wants the heroes of Nevermore with them and also a Seer on their side, as it would elevate their status, give them powerful members and more.

Not everyone is mercenary about it but it is an undercurrent to why they are so OK with Wednesday's attitude, she's way too valuable to chase off due to rudeness.

Also some Lycan who were going to get big positions now fear their position and want to knock Enid down a peg so she'd have to be their guards, rather than a political figure in her own right.

So yeah, Wednesday accidentally stuck her foot in a massive political cluster fuck and trying to extricate herself too quickly will only make it worse.

Enid assumed Wednesday knew all this stuff though did allude to it earlier. So yeah, things just got a lot more complicated, especially as they are in a spotlight post Nevermore as well.

Made worse by many "Monster Hunters" wanting to take action and avenge the Crackstones/finish the job. Especially by targeting the Seer who felled him and to cull the Blood Moon Werewolf before she grows too powerful.

Conclusion:

Sooo yeah, that's the premise but also as far as I have gotten with the outline XD

For anyone confused on Esther, she is very much in favor of Wenclair for her own political ambitions (Once ruined by her youthful indiscretions) Meanwhile Wednesday and Enid are navigating a political minefield and also falling in love, with assassins on their tails.

Thanks for reading!

#Wednesday Addams #Enid Sinclair #Wenclair #Fake Dating #Outcast Politics #World Building #Outline

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starstuddedevents · 24 days ago

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whoreforsamwilson · 5 months ago

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Get Away

Warning: NONE

If there’s anything Thor loves more than his hammer is surfing, and if his not busy being a hero he’s tending to something in New Asgard and I felt like he needed a break from it all even if it’s for a few hours.

That’s why we’re spending a few days in Key West or at least until he’s needed on a mission or something.

We started off the morning with breakfast, we went to one of the best restaurants before heading back to our hotel to get dressed for the beach.

Once we did we headed down to the beach.

Thor had run off for a swim while I lay understand the umbrella reading. I looked up from the book to him walking up to me. Occasionally stopping to talk to some of the kids.

When he finally got to me he stood at the edge of the towel smiling big.

“You just gonna stand there looking dopey at me or what?” I asked closing my book and putting it to the side.

“I think we should go surfing?” He said sitting down beside me.

“Thor surfing?” I asked and he nodded smiling eagerly. He watched my face closely waiting for me to answer.

“Fine, but after you have to go to the spa with me.” I said standing from the beach towel and folding it.

He smiled standing up and grabbing the umbrella, “Come on over boy,”

Thor's smile grew even wider at the mention of the spa, a surprising glint of delight flickering in his eyes. It seemed that even the mightiest Asgardian found the prospect of a relaxing day appealing.

"Deal," he agreed with a hearty laugh that seemed to shake the very air around us. He grabbed the surfboard we had rented earlier — a long, sleek board adorned with designs that faintly resembled the ancient runes of his homeland.

It looked almost comically small in his large, powerful hands, but there was no doubt that he would master the waves as easily as he wielded Mjolnir.

We made our way to the water's edge, the fine white sand of Key West sticking to our feet. The sun was high in the sky, casting a brilliant sheen over the undulating blue waves.

He looked out at the sea with a kind of reverence in his eyes, a warrior paying homage to an old friend.

I watched as he paddled out, his strokes powerful and sure, and within moments, he was coasting back towards the shore on a cresting wave.

His form was perfect, his balance impeccable. He rode the wave with an infectious joy, and I couldn't help but cheer from the shore.

After a few hours of surfing, with Thor showing off more and more impressive maneuvers, we headed back to the hotel. The spa was luxurious, filled with the scent of jasmine and the sound of tranquil music.

Thor, despite his initial reservations, sank into the experience with a sigh of contentment as the masseuse worked on his broad shoulders.

It was a day of peace, a rare moment of quiet in the life of a god who was always in the thick of chaos.

As we left the spa, feeling rejuvenated, Thor wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Thank you," he said sincerely, "for this day."

I smiled up at him. "You're welcome, Thor. But remember, we still have a few more days of relaxation before you're called to save the world again."

He grinned, the setting sun casting a golden glow around his silhouette. "Then let's make the most of it." And with that, we walked back to our room, ready for whatever the next few days in Key West would bring.

#thor x black!reader #thor #marvel #god of thunder #thor odinson

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eopederson · 9 months ago

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Another Eruption in Iceland

"After a lull in activity, fresh lava has once again poured from the Reykjanes peninsula in southwestern Iceland.

The latest eruption—the third in the region since December 2023—began early on February 8, 2024, with lava spraying up to heights of 80 meters (260 feet) along a 3-kilometer (1.8-mile) long fissure near Mount Sýlingarfell. The small peak is north of the fishing village Grindavík and east of the Svartsengi power station and Blue Lagoon geothermal spa.

The image above was acquired on February 10, 2024, by the OLI-2 (Operational Land Imager-2) on Landsat 9. Infrared and visible observations (bands 7-6-3) have been overlain on a natural-color image to help distinguish the heat signature of the lava. Still recent but cooler lava expelled near Grindavík in January appears black.

The topography around the fissure meant that much of the fresh lava flowed east into unpopulated areas rather than south toward Grindavík. Some lava also flowed west into the vicinity of the power plant and spa.

Earthen defensive walls protected both facilities, though lava did burn through a key hot water pipeline and two roads. According to the Icelandic National Broadcasting Service RÚV, authorities are in the process of restoring hot water to homes in the area after conducting repairs on the pipeline.

About seven hours after the eruption began, the MODIS (Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer) on NASA’s Terra satellite captured this image of a plume of gas and ash streaming to the southwest. This eruption was effusive—not explosive like the Eyjafjallajökull eruption in 2010—and the plume contained minimal ash, so it did not cause any disruptions to either domestic or international flights.

Volcanic plumes like the one shown here typically contain water vapor, sulfur dioxide, carbon dioxide, and small amounts of other volcanic gases. Researchers from the Icelandic Met Office and the University of Iceland have noted that, at times, magma has interacted with groundwater, adding to the amount of water vapor in the plume. The TROPOMI (Tropospheric Monitoring Instrument) on the Sentinel-5 Precursor missionobserved sulfur dioxide (SO2) within the plume, Michigan Tech volcanologist Simon Carn noted on X.

After the initial burst of activity on February 8, the intensity of the eruption faded. In an update on February 9, the Icelandic Met Office reported that seismic sensors had stopped detecting volcanic tremors and that a recent drone flight showed no activity over the eruption site—signs that the latest eruption was ending.

However, on February 12, the agency reported that the land surface above an underground magma reservoir near Svartsengi had again begun to swell by 0.5 to 1 centimeters per day, a rate similar to what was observed prior to other recent eruptions. “It is therefore highly likely that the cycle continues in a few weeks with another dyke propagation and a volcanic eruption,” the agency said."

NASA Earth Observatory image by Lauren Dauphin, using MODIS data from NASA EOSDIS LANCE and GIBS/Worldview. Story by Adam Voiland.

#vulcanism #ísland #2024 #NASA

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Holidays

According To Hoyle Day

Arbor Day (Argentina)

Bill & Frank Day

Black Book Clubs Day

Celestial Marriage Day (a.k.a. Polygamy; Mormons)

Clean Your Keyboard Day

Day of Loose Talk

Day of Remembrance of the Defenders of Ukraine (Ukraine)

Fennel Day (French Republic)

Flag Day (Spain)

Galatea Asteroid Day

Gamer’s Day (Mexico, Spain)

Happy Housewives Holiday

Head Day (Iceland)

Hurricane Katrina Anniversary Day (New Orleans)

Individual Rights Day

International Day Against Nuclear Tests (UN)

Judgment Day (in the film “The Terminator”)

Marine Corps Reserve Day

Michael Jackson Day

Miners’ Day (Ukraine)

Municipal Police Day (Poland)

National Caretaker Appreciation Day (Canada)

National College Colors Day

National Day of Lesbian Visibility (Brazil)

National Monterey County Fair Day

National Police’s Day (Poland)

National Sarcoidosis Awareness Day

National Sport Sampling Day

National Sports Day (India)

Nut Spas (Russia)

Potteries Bottle Oven Day (UK)

Targeted Individual Day

Telugu Language Day (India)

World Day of Video Games

Zipper Clasp Locker Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chop Suey Day

Gnocchi Day (Argentina)

International Peppercorn Day

Lemon Juice Day

More Herbs, Less Salt Day

National Swiss Winegrowers Day

Independence & Related Days

Hjalvik (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Mivland (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Popular Consultation Anniversary Day (East Timor)

Slovak National Uprising Anniversary Day (Slovakia)

Veyshnoria (Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]

New Year’s Days

First Day of Thoth (Ancient Egypt)

5th & Last Thursday in August

Cabernet Day [Thursday before Labor Day]

Daffodil Day (Australia) [Last Thursday]

National Banana Pudding Day [Last Thursday]

National Cabernet Sauvignon Day [Last Thursday]

Thirsty Thursday [Every Thursday]

Thoughtful Thursday [Thursday of Be Kind to Humankind Week]

Three-Bean Thursday [Last Thursday of Each Month]

Three for Thursday [Every Thursday]

Thrift Store Thursday [Every Thursday]

Throw Away Thursday [Last Thursday of Each Month]

Throwback Thursday [Every Thursday]

Weekly Holidays beginning August 29 (4th Full Week of August)

National Sweet Corn Week (thru 9.2)

Festivals Beginning August 29, 2024

The Blue Hill Fair (Blue Hill, Maine) [thru 9.2]

Chicago Jazz Festival (Chicago, Illinois) [thru 9.1]

Dragon Con (Atlanta, Georgia) [thru 9.2]

Epcot International Food & Wine Festival (Lake Buena Vista, Florida) [thru 11.23]

Gatineau Hot Air Balloon Festival (Gatineau, Canada) [thru 9.2]

Hopkinton State Fair (Contoocook, New Hampshire) [thru 9.2]

Kamiah BBQ Days (Kamiah, Idaho) [thru 8.31]

Key West BrewFest (Key West, Florida) [thru 9.2]

Lindisfarne Festival (Berwick-upon-Tweed, United Kingdom) [thru 9.1]

Louisiana Shrimp & Petroleum Festival (Morgan City, Louisiana) [thru 9.2]

National Championship Chuckwagon Races (Clinton, Arkansas) [thru 9.1]

Peach Days (Hurricane City, Utah) [thru 8.31]

Rocklahoma (Pryor, Oklahoma) [thru 9.1]

Taste to Remember (Dublin, Ohio)

Volksfeest and Bloemencorso Winterswijk (Winterswijk, Netherlands) [thr 9.1]

Feast Days

Adelphus of Metz (Christian; Saint)

Beheading of St. John the Baptist (Christian)

Blobfish Day (Pastafarian)

Day of Loose Talk (Shamanism)

Dr. Lily Rosenbloom (Muppetism)

Eadwold of Cerne (Christian; Saint)

Euphrasia Eluvathingal (Syro-Malabar Catholic Church)

Feast of Agios Ioannis (Halki, Hittitie God of Grain)

First Day of Thoth (Egyptian New Year)

Gahan Wilson Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Gelede (Mask-Wearing Ritual; Yoruba People of Nigeria)

The Great Visitation to Guaire (Celtic Book of Days)

Hajime Isayama (Artology)

Hathor’s Day (Pagan)

Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres (Artology)

John Bunyan (Episcopal Church)

John Leech (Artology)

Maurice Maeterlinck (Writerism)

Medericus (a.k.a. St. Merry; Christian; Saint)

Midnight Muffins Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Nativity of Hathor (Egyptian Goddess of Joy & Drunkenness)

Oliver Wendell Holmes (Writerism)

Papin (Positivist; Saint)

Pardon of the Sea (Festival to Ahes, Pagan Goddess of the Sea; Brittany; Everyday Wicca)

René Depestre (Writerism)

Sabina (Christian; Martyr)

Sebbi (a.k.a. Sebba), King of Essex (Christian; Saint)

Sorel Etrog (Artology)

Thiruvonam (Rice Harvest Festival, Day 2; Kerala, India)

Thom Gunn (Writerism)

Vitalis, Sator and Repositus (Christian; Saints)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Prime Number Day: 241 [53 of 72]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [38 of 60]

Urda (The Oldest Fate)

Premieres

At Your Service Madame (WB MM Cartoon; 1936)

Balls of Fury (Film; 2007)

Butcher's Crossing, by John Williams (Novel; 1960)

Cat-Tails for Two (WB MM Cartoon; 1953)

A Date for Dinner (Mighty Mouse Cartoon; 1947)

Definitely Maybe, by Oasis (Album; 1994)

The Early Bird Dood It! (Tex Avery MGM Cartoon; 1942)

4’33”, by John Cage (Modernist Composition; 1952)

The Fugitive final episode (Most Watched TV Show; 1967)

The Full Monty (Film; 1987)

Here Today, Gone Tamale (WB LT Cartoon; 1959)

Independent Women, by Destiny’s Child (Song; 2000)

It’s A Pity To Say Goodnight, recorded by Ella Fitzgerald (Song; 1946)

Kid Galahad (Elvis Presley Film; 1962)

Mary Poppins (Film; 1964)

Movie Mad (Ub Iwerks MGM Cartoon; 1931)

Move It, by Cliff Richard and the Drifters (Song; 1958)

One of Our States Is Missing (Super Chicken Cartoon; 1967) [#2]

Popalong Popeye (Fleischer/Famous Popeye Cartoon; 1952)

Pretty Woman, by Roy Orbison (Song; 1964)

Ridiculousness (TV Series; 2011)

Runaway, by Janet Jackson (Song; 1995)

Saint Errant, by Leslie Charteris (Short Stories 1948) [Saint #29]

Shanghai Surprise (Film; 1986)

Signing Off, by UB40 (Album; 1980)

The Skeleton Dance (Ub Iwerks Silly Symphony Disney Cartoon; 1929) [1st SS]

Twinkletoes in Hat Stuff (Animated Antics Cartoon; 1941)

Today’s Name Days

Beatrix, Johannes, Sabine (Austria)

Anastas, Anastasi, Anastasiya (Bulgaria)

Bazila, Ivan, Sabina, Sebo, Verona (Croatia)

Evelína (Czech Republic)

Johannes (Denmark)

Õnne, Õnnela (Estonia)

Iina, Iines, Inari, Inna (Finland)

Médéric, Sabine (France)

Beatrice, Johannes, Sabine (Germany)

Arkadios (Greece)

Beatrix, Erna (Hungary)

Battista, Giovanni, Sabina (Italy)

Aiga, Aigars, Armīns, Vismants (Latvia)

Barvydas, Beatričė, Gaudvydė, Sabina (Lithuania)

Jo, Johan, Jone (Norway)

Flora, Jan, Racibor, Sabina (Poland)

Nikola (Slovakia)

Juan (Spain)

Hampus, Hans (Sweden)

Candace, Candice, Poppy, Sabina, Sabra, Sabrina (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 242 of 2024; 124 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of Week 35 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 27 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Ren-Shen), Day 26 (Yi-Chou)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 25 Av 5784

Islamic: 23 Safar 1446

J Cal: 2 Gold; Oneday [1 of 30]

Julian: 16 August 2024

Moon: 18%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 18 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Black]

Runic Half Month: Rad (Motion) [Day 7 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 71 of 94)

Week: 4th Full Week of August

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 8 of 32)

#Holidays

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