#like here you have 40 mins to do anything you want as long as you stay within the playground area

[augite-protector]

Ok jokes aside here's some actual veteran advice about NOTN:

-Set goals. How many eggs? How many chests? Which will you open, which will you sell? How will you get them? This will help prevent overwhelm. I personally aim for 50 eggs, and I open half-sell half.

-Higgins is your friend. Back in my day we had to wait for swipp like heathens. Note which items you have for trade at Higgins, and which you need. You are going to have stacks upon stacks of one part of the trade and none of the other, it is normal. Trade with people. Sell on the AH.

-Use a guide. Not every item drops in each venue. Some venues are better than others for grinding specific items.

-Jump between venues. Variety is the spice of life! Bamboo Falls is traditionally the best for pure chest grinding, but Waterway, Rainsong Jungle, and Sandswept Delta have always been nice to me. Everyone has their own superstitions about which venue is best. Realistically, they're probably all the same at this point.

-Keep Baldwin moving. There's like 40 individual items you can brew during NOTN at this point. When grinding, melt down stuff. When asleep, brew the items.

-If you want pure profit, you will make more money selling chests. Don't open the chests for hopes of selling eggs, and by god don't open eggs in hopes of striking big. I mean. You can! I do it every year. It's fun! But I lose so much cash.

-Do your dailies!! Just like fests, you can now get random chests doing anything and everything. Some people go nuts trying to bond with every familiar. Only do this if you have a good computer and patience. Which. I don't. Lol

-Check the forums for trades. If you want specific items I guarantee you people will have 200 of them they want to get rid of. Trade your duplicates! There's usually a big master thread.

-Do not rush. NOTN is 2 weeks long. Everyone goes crazy day 1 and then burns out before the new year. It's much easier to grind 30 mins a day instead of 6 hours all at once.

But most of all HAVE FUN!

[romanreignsbae]

Forbidden Desires - Chapter 1

R.R

Y/n was always what everyone considered blessed. Now, being the assistant for the tribal chief had it’s perks. For starters, you rode around in his luxurious bus, that only few people were allowed on.

You also, were granted with being able to fly on private jets to get from place to place, as well as exquisite hotel rooms booked and paid for.

Especially your schedule. Roman Reigns wasn't showing up to every pay per view. Not even every Friday night SmackDown. He made appearances when he felt like it. So you were usually home, that didn't mean you were off work, you had other things to handle.

Many people wanted to be you, or at least wanted your job. While these people we’re wanting your job and status, you were wanting the man you worked for, your boss, none other then Roman Reigns.

You’d been working for him for almost 4 years now. Ever since he pursued his heel character, you’d been hired as his assistant. Being his assistant wasn’t nearly as bad as you thought. You thought he’d order you around to do his dirty work, but working for him was nicer then excepted.

All you really did was keep track of his hectic schedule, pack his luggage for him, and follow him around during meetings and travels...even taking care of something he claimed to be more important then work. And not to mention the money was a plus. He paid you better then you deserved, you swore it was favouritism, for obvious reasons.

Over the years you worked for him, you two created a special bond. Yes, he was your boss. But, he was also your friend. You two would often spend time together even during non work related times. You could find the both of you at a bar together. Or having movie nights in each other’s hotel rooms. You loved it. And maybe loved him..

The only problem in your way was the age gap you two shared. You were in your early twenties whereas Roman was on the verge of 40. The age gap wasn’t even a big deal to you. But, if others found out you’d grown feelings for your boss. All hell would break loose. See, Roman, is extraordinarily popular with females.

Like seriously, he has some die hard female fans. Most around your age. If anyone found out about this little crush you’d developed..well..you’d for starters be fired, and your reputation would be completely destroyed.

So here you are, sitting in the tribal chief’s private jet, waiting to land in Las Vegas. “Alright, only about a hour to go” a familiar deep voice spoke. You looked up to see Roman sitting comfortably in his seat, staring intently at you. “Yeah..” you mumbled.

“Whats up with you? You been like this all flight, completely out of it. What’s wrong are you sick? Do you have a fever? The flu? Is- nevermind..” Roman spoke worried. “No no, im good” you spoke as reassuringly as you could. He looked at you skeptically before closing his Macbook and making his way to sit beside you.

He sat beside you and looked at you for a few seconds before speaking up. “What’s planned for today?” he asked you. You quickly opened your Ipad before checking his schedule. “Well..today your free, tomorrow you have a meeting in the afternoon, its a long one” you told him.

“Damn, I hate the long meetings” he spoke with a smile. “They are the worst” you agreed grinning. “Anyways, since i’m free today, why don’t you and I head out, go do something fun together, away from work..you know after we get settled in..” he spoke almost nervously.

You were surprised to say the least. You didn’t think he would wanna spend his free day with you. “Yeah sure. What do you wanna do?” you asked him while trying to hide your growing smile. “Anything you want. Actually you know what? Lemme take you shopping, Las Vegas is known for their malls” he requested with a wink. Your cheeks started heating up.

“Sure” you spoke softly. He smiled at you before striking up new conversation about some investors looking to partner with WWE. It kept yourself distracted from the mess in your mind. Before you knew it, you landed in Las Vegas, and your uber was here to take you and Roman to the hotel.

Once you arrived to your hotel, you and Roman headed to the front desk to get the keys to your rooms.

“I’m sorry sir but, only one room has been booked-” the hotel worker spoke.

“That cant be! You don’t understand, I called yesterday booking two rooms!” Roman spoke roughly at the worker. Your feelings were hurt to say the least. You didn’t think he’d be this avoidant at sharing a room with you, especially after the favor you did him. You instantly felt your heart swelling and tears coming to your eyes.

You refused to cry over this so you grabbed Roman’s arm. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom, i’ll be right back” you spoke softly. Roman slightly nodded his head before going back to barking at the hotel employee.

You took as long as you could trying to get yourself together in the bathroom. You had just arrived is Les Vegas and he was already making you feel like shit. You didn’t even understand what the problem was. Well, deep down you did...you knew he didn't wanna make the same mistake.

You made your way back to the lobby to see a more calm and quiet Roman standing by the elevators.

“So Y/n..they are all booked and it looks like me and you are roommates for the next few nights” he told me. “I’m really sorry..” he added ashamed.

Your eyes widened. Why was he sorry? He didn’t even do anything. Well apart side from almost making you cry, but thats besides the point.

“Roman..why are you sorry? It’s just a room..no biggie” you spoke, plus it's not like you haven't shared one before.

“Because well, I don’t want you to feel like i’m taking advantage of you..and I don’t wanna make things awkward and weird between us..” he went on nervously.

You both knew he was lying straight through his teeth. That wasn't the real reason.

You took his words in before responding. You reached out and touched his arm reassuringly. “Ro, that’s okay, seriously I don’t mind.” you let him know. You'd be careful this time. He smiled at you almost gratefully knowing you understood.

The hotel room the two of you would be sharing was nothing less then absolutely luxurious. But you weren't surprised, the tribal chief always needed the best.

After the two of you settled into your hotel room, Roman called for an Uber to take you two to the mall. Inside the uber Roman and you made small talk back and forth but no one could deny the elephant in the room.

A little secret the two of you shared was up in the air. Something no one could know about...otherwise everything would be ruined. He warned you, if anyone found out what the two of you shared, it was over.

Everything was.

That was the first chapter of forbidden desires that I've been putting off. I have a lot more sitting in my drafts for you guys that'll be out soon. Also what do you think the little secret is? Let me know what you think of this chapter.

[study-diaries]

How to avoid distractions while studying.

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Social Media.

I personally know how hard it is to study when constant social media notifications are popping up so i just turn them off. This is obvious and the easiest way. Keep your phone in another room while you're studying.

Youtube

Here's the thing, YouTube is something we can't avoid, especially when it comes to studying because many times, we want to learn from the videos but end up getting distracted and therefore, i maintain 2 accounts. One, a personal account where I watch all my own channels like vlogs and other content videos and another account only for studying. I don't subscribe to any other channels beside the channels that help me with my studies in this account. I've noticed that I get a lot less distracted because your recommendations would only be study related or the content related!

Write them down

When you're studying and you noticed that you're getting a lot of distractions. Take a paper and write down the distractions with the timings and then continue studying.

Distractions - Time

Phone - 20 min (specify time: 8:20-40)

By this, you can analyse what's distracting you more than the others and you can actually calculate your study hours better and help yourself improve it.

Reduce everything by 5 mins

It's okay to get distracted. Everyone gets distracted and the best way to decrease your distractions is to decrease them by 5 mins for some days and then keep decreasing them gradually. It's the best way to work honestly because it helps you remove the distractions over time as a habit.

Complete your chores before sitting down

You might know that whenever you sit down with a firm motivation to study and then you take your notes, books, materia etc and a voice from the kitchen comes saying"You haven't finished the dishes!" So, now you go to do the dishes and then another chore pops up when you sit to study and another and another. So, here's my advice, either you complete all your chores before you study or you complete them after or you could complete them during breaks. But make sure you're not distracted by them.

Turn daydreaming into a weapon

Personally, this is something i really really struggled with, like whenever I sit down to study, I ended up daydreaming about a certain book or plot. It would definitely not help me study so recently, I started assigning fictional characters to subjects and personally, like, gosh my economics was alittle more interesting when I was "teaching" it to Cardan Greenbriar (tfota). It's kinda childish to have like an imaginary friend or such but it certainly helps with boring subjects. Imagine scenarios or do anything with your imagination as long as you're studying the content. It helps you remember important points even though it may be absurd.

Q and A sessions

From time to time, get in the habit of quizzing yourself, I do it after every topic i complete. I'll ask questions which are not in the book, I'll twist the questions just like in the tests. This means that you have to stay focused if you truly want to answer the questions or even form the questions. You can even do it with a friend/study buddies!

Tennis method

This method is really useful and i kinda made it up. You hold your hands up in the air facing towards each other. Now, after you completed a topic, you "throw" your first point from one hand to another and the other hand should "throw" back the second point and so on until you're completely done with it. If you can't "throw" a point back in less than a minute, you need to revise more. Personally, I love doing this because I'm focused on answering and it's actually kinda fun "throwing" points like balls, even though it may look crazy to any outsiders xD (You can use this for maths for formulae, vocabs etc!)

Hope this helps! :D

[princessb4mbi]

╰─▸ ❝ MY WAY OF SAYING "THANKS"

𖦹 tags black!femreader, dilf!jotaro, age gap (reader is in 20s, jotaro being in his 40s), reader is in college. oral sex (fem reciving), meandom!jotaro, teasing, cursing and squirting?... there’s also an imbalance of power. extremely ooc jotaro & jolyne. dead dove do not eat

𖦹 synopsis You’ve been Jolyne’s close friend for years, but never paid attention to her family. Who would’ve thought that she had a banging hot father? 

𖦹 word count 3.5k [about 13 mins]

𖦹 a/n hello! If this blows up, no spoilers about jjba.. i have not watched past part 4 as this is being made, so i am not 100% of how part 5 or 6 has gone on. THANKS!! (also jotaro is in his part 4 outfit. thxx) [story below the cut]

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“So, y/n, are ya comin’ to my apartment later today?” Jolyne asks she puts her stuff in her car. “Maybe... I have to study for my chem final so I don’t know if I can stay for long,” you respond gripping the strap of your bookbag. She gives you are sarcastic frown, whining in response. She puts a hand on your arms, rubbing it up and down gently. “C’monnn… you know.. my dad will be in town for this week.” You furrow your eyebrows. Obviously, you knew about Jolyne’s family, and even been to her house many times, but her father has never been at home. You can’t even recall if you caught a glimpse of her father. You don’t even know his name. You only know her father by ‘Mr. Kujo’. 

“I’m shocked, since when did you care about your dad being in town?” You question the bright green-haired girl. Jolyne leans back on her car, making her a bit shorter. “Look, I know I don’t talk about him a lot, but this is the first time that my dad has actually made an interest in seeing me,” She said sternly. “If you don’t want to come that’s fine, but for some reason, I don’t want to be alone with him. As weird as that is..” She continues on. 

You close your eyes and think. It’s one thing to meet Jolyne’s dad because it happens, but it’s another thing to meet Jolyne’s dad because you’re meant to clear the air. However, it’s Jolyne. You’d do anything for her. “Ok.. but if I go to your apartment, I have to sleep over, ok?” Jolyne squeals in excitement. “Like I’d say no to that?” She gives you a warm hug and then opens her car door to get inside. She turns on her car and then rolls down the windows. 

“I love ya so much! I’d passionately make out with you if I didn’t have an errand to run.. see ya!” She winks at you then rolls her car window back up. She pulls out of the parking lot, leaving you alone. You sigh. This better be worth it. 

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You walk up to the front of Jolyne’s apartment door, smiling to yourself at the cute decor she’s put on the door. You ring the doorbell, with the door opening a near second later. Jolyne, wearing an oversized graphic tee with long pajama pants, lounges at you. “I’m so grateful you came! I’m not gonna’ lie to you, but I was tracking down your location as well..” 

“What?” You say in confusion. “It’s that serious?” 

“Well.. no. But, ya’know!” She says lifting her eyebrows up as if she’s indicting something you can’t grasp. 

“Since when did you have my loca-” You’re cut off by Jolyne dragging you inside by your arm, and closing the door soon after. You take off your jacket, revealing your tight-fitting shirt. Jolyne turns around to face you a small smirk creeps up her face. “Free the nipples huh?” She says puzzlingly. You shake your head no. “Ah. So you just have no bra on. Well, not like I have a dress code here anyways.” She walks to her kitchen, picking up something from her microwave. You set your bag aside and plop down on her soft velvet couch. 

“Want sum’ pizza rolls? It’s homemade..” Jolyne says blowing on one. 

“Nah, I already ate the bookstore.” Jolyne shrugs and sets her plate down on the coffee table. You sit back up and open your bag, pulling out your laptop and your iPad. “You mind if I watch some TV?” You nod no as you go back to your screen, memorizing and writing as much material as you can. 

The two of you continue to be in your own worlds until you are interrupted by the ring of Jolyne’’s doorbell. “That’s him. I’ll get it.” Jolyne says nervously as she rubs her hands together walking up to the door. You hear a faint exchange of ‘hellos’ from the door, but it’s nothing crazy to take you out of your work. You hear the door close and then the shuffle of footsteps. “Not too bad,” You hear a deep, raspy voice say. 

“I didn’t know you had someone over, Jolyne.” 

You look over to see Jolyne’s dad and meet eyes with possibly the most handsome man you’ve seen. He is tall, really tall. With a very defined jawline, and dark eyebrows. Not to mention, his eyes. His gorgeous green eyes. You swear you can stare into them for hours. You were too busy just admiring his looks and didn’t notice a small smile creeping up his face. “I would assume you greet people by just staring?” 

You close your laptop right away then get up and pat yourself of dust that was never there to begin with. “I-I’m sorry... Mr. Kujo,” You manage. He extends his hand towards you, seemingly expecting a handshake from you. “Oh... It’s y/n.., sorry.” You stutter. 

“It’s ok.” He says sternly. 

“Well then.. uhm... Dad,” Jolyne speaks up. She gestures for him to sit on the couch, in an attempt to make him comfortable. You start to pack up stuff, feeling too awkward and too embarrassed to stay for another minute. The silence was also terrible, so that was another sign for you to move somewhere else.

“You don’t have to leave.” He says abruptly. His voice was just so… demanding yet calm? You couldn’t explain it, but everything about him was just you obey what he says or face punishment. Honestly, he made you nervous. Extremely nervous. And he noticed that. 

“Yeah y/n… you don’t have to leave at all,” Jolyne says, making a “stay right fucking here” face that only you can see. You place your stuff back down on the table. Since there was really nowhere else to sit and you didn’t want to sit on Jolyne’s cold ass floors, you were forced to sit next to Mr. Kujo. But you left a great amount of space between you two. Jolyne’s eyes brightened. She had an idea. It probably isn’t a good one too. It’s an idea she does a lot, that annoys you to your core. 

“I actually made you some food for you, but I placed it in the fridge since I didn’t want to leave it out for long so…” Oh my god. No way she was bailing on you. With her dad of all people. Jolyne starts to back up away from you and her dad, inching closer to the kitchen. “I will heat that up, so just… converse with y/n! She’s a fun girl if you get to know her well.” And with that, Jolyne is fully in the kitchen, successfully avoiding a situation by making you her bait. 

There are about two moments of silence before Mr. Kujo takes the remote to turn on the TV and play something random. I guess that's his own way of killing the silence huh? “What do you study?” He speaks suddenly again. 

“Huh?” 

“Yare Yare Daze..” 

You have no idea what he just said, but with the way he said it, you can tell it wasn’t a good thing. He leans back on the couch a little more, but his sitting stance is still proper. You don’t know why you blank out in moments like these, because now you look like an idiot to Jolyne’s dad. A man you’ve just met. 

More moments of silence continue, as the television show adds background noise. “Biology. I plan to be a vet after graduate school,” Mr. Kujo turns his head at you, giving you his full attention. He lifts an eyebrow in amusement. “Say, I actually majored in Biology myself,” You chuckle, shocked at the fact that someone like him would actually go into a major like that. 

“If you ever need help with anything, you can call me.” 

What? Call him? Mr. Kujo clears his throat. “I mean… it’s a hard subject. You’re better off getting help for free rather than paying for a tutor.” You nod your head in agreement. “Thank you… do you want me to give you my number or?...” You ask, hoping he gives you his number instead for some strange reason. “Give me your phone, I’ll put my digits in there.” You comply, handing him your phone. You scoot closer to him to make sure nothing pops up on your phone, like when you are showing something to your parent on your phone. You look at him putting in his number, then look at his face. God, he is so handsome. It might be wrong to think this, but when you see someone attractive, you see someone attractive. That’s just natural. 

“Here, I put my number in there.” Mr. Kujo hands you back your phone. You look at it and see a new contact card. “Jotaro?” 

“Yes, that is my first name.” He says blankly. “You don’t have to call me ‘Mr. Kujo’... no one close to me does.” 

You feel your face heat up in embarrassment. “Sorry…” 

“Sorry, what?” 

Your eyebrows twitch in confusion. Sorry what? What do I say? You and Mr. Kujo look each other in the face. With Mr. Kujo looking like he wants you to do something for him. 

“Oh. Sorry, Jotaro.” He looks away, seemingly satisfied with you calling him Jotaro. Maybe calling him ‘Mr. Kujo’ made him uncomfortable, considering how no one else does, and it’s probably too formal in general. But wait a minute. What could he have meant by nobody close to him calling him that? Are you two suddenly friends even though there was an awkward exchange between you two? 

Your thoughts are interrupted by the smell of lasagna, specifically Jolyne bringing it out onto his diner table. “I know it may be a little late to eat this, but it won’t kill us to be like Garfield for a day.” She takes out three plates, presumably for us to eat. “It’s okay. I already ate myself Jolyne.” Jotaro says bluntly. 

Jolyne looks at Jotaro, undoubtedly upset by her father’s sentence. She looks down at the food, then looks back at you. “Oh. Well, y/n, do you want some?” Knowing you can’t leave her in the dark like this, you nod your head yes in an attempt to lift Jolyne’s spirits. It seemed to work because she poured herself a plate as well. Jolyne places you and her plates of food on the coffee table, then sit on the floor. You can’t see Jotaro’s face anymore, but you can’t help but feel like he is burning a hole through your shirt. Your phone buzzes and you flip it over to see the notification. It was a text message from Jotaro. 

Thank you. 

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Jolyne sleeps soundly as you sit at her desk, finishing up your studying. You check the time, 11:45 pm. It was late. You wondered if Jotaro had left already, considering how the both of you went to Jolyne’s room around 10 pm. But you didn’t hear the door open or close. Deciding to answer your curiosity, you walk out of her room, looming down her dark hallway. There you see Jotaro, still awake, with his focus on the TV. His posture is a lot more lax than before, his legs spread and he even has his hat off. He turns over to you. “I didn’t know you were still awake.” He pats the couch, signaling for you to go sit next to him. You obey, sitting down next to him without a word. 

Once again, silence ensues. It’s not like you’re bad at starting conversations, you’re just bad at starting conversations with him. “Look, I just want to say thank you,” Jotaro bursts out. You look at him, seeing him already looking at you. “For what? I-I didn’t do much other than make things awkward.” You say nervously. This was weird. You were appreciative of the fact that Jotaro is thanking you, but it was weird because you have no idea what he was thanking you for. 

“I’m not thanking you because of today, I’m thanking you for the years you stuck by Jolyne,” He says warmly. “I wasn’t around much in her life, and I’ve missed important moments for her, but even then, she wasn’t alone. She had you.” 

You stare down at your thighs, unable to think of what to say. You didn’t know what to think, he just admitted to being an absent father and is thanking a mere 22-year-old for being around his daughter for over a decade. You want to pity him, considering how Jolyne excused his actions by saying that it was for the benefit of her and her mom, but Jolyne really needed him at times. “You may not have the greatest thoughts of me but, I still want you to know that I am indebted to you, y/n.” 

“It’s nothing, but you’re here now. Stay. For Jolyne’s sake.” Jotaro nods his head and then turns his attention back to the TV. 30 minutes of pure silence and the show that Jotaro was watching occurs. Making yet another awkward moment between you two. You look at the clock on the wall. 12:15 am. “Well… it’s getting late so, maybe I should hit the hay?” You say to break the silence. You stand up from the couch until you feel a large, warm hand grab your wrist. “Wait,” Jotaro says. His voice just went an octave lower than it is, and you swear you went weak from that. He stands up from the couch, making you realize just how tall he is. (a/n - my 6’5 daddy ahhhh 🤪😝) He removes his grip from your wrist, but stands in front of you, blocking any way of you walking away from him. His body is no more than 4 inches away from yours, and the smell of his rather earthy cologne fills your nose. 

“I didn’t explain my appreciativeness properly earlier…” He says, leaning his face about 2 inches from yours. Your brain wasn’t comprehending what was going on, but you know that you want whatever will happen in the next 10 seconds. “Let me thank you properly.” 

Jotaro places his hands over your face and passionately kisses you. As if by instinct, you kiss him back, leaving your mouth agape so that his tongue can explore your mouth better. You slowly droop down onto the couch, with Jotaro not breaking the kiss between you two. You both sit on the couch, Jotaro is hunched over you, letting the once-passionate kiss become rough. He then backs away leaving a string of saliva between the two of you. He places his big hands over your top, slipping it off. Since you weren’t wearing a bra, your breasts were already in view for him. He gets close and sucks on them, circling and nibbling at your nipple. “So fucking perfect…” He mumbles. He backs away from your breasts, then scoots farther down the chair. 

“This may be sudden, but would you let me eat your pussy?” He asks sternly. 

You were quick to comply, fixing your body flat, with your crotch facing Jotaro. Jotaro removes your pants, revealing your bright pink panties. He rubs your clothed clit with his thick thumb, you slightly arching your back to the feeling. You bite your bottom lip to contain your moans, but you can’t help a couple of whimpers come out. Jotaro then takes off your panties, leaving you completely naked for him. He stares at your naked body and smiles. “You’re so beautiful, you know that? You practically gave me a boner when you saw me enter.” He goes up to kiss your neck and leaves a few hickeys, making his way down your body. “Those pretty eyes of yours, I want to ruin that look so bad…” 

Jotaro is now face-to-face with your pussy, leaving his mouth slightly agape making you feel hot air on your sensitive clit. The feeling of the air on your nub makes your body tingle, with you shifting your legs around. Jotaro places a firm grip on your thighs, keeping the lower portion of your body in place. “Please… Jotaro..” You whine, desperately wanting him to eat you out. “Patience baby, you’re just not wet enough for me…” He responds. 

Are you serious? You are about ten seconds away from pushing Jotaro’s head into your pussy and clamping your thighs shut, but if he wasn’t as scary as he was then you seriously would’ve done it. “Please... Jotaro,” At this point, you’re a crying, whimpering mess. As bad as it is, you didn’t even care if Jolyne heard either. All you wanted right now, was for Jotaro to devour you like you’re his last meal on Earth. Jotaro chuckles mischievously. 

He licks a long stride down your pussy. A sinful moan comes out from your mouth. Jotaro tightens his grip, “Shut up… you don’t want to wake Jolyne up, do you?” He brings your thighs closer to his face, sensing the prickly feeling of his stubble on your soft thighs. Jotaro slowly licks circles around your clit, torturing you with the pace he’s going at. You engulf your hands in his dark curly locks and slowly grind yourself on his tongue.  “So fucking impatient.” He mumbles, deciding to pick up his pace and send his tongue up and down your pussy. 

You bite down on a pillow to contain your moans, because at this point your lips hurt too much from attempting to keep your moans. Jotaro is swirling his tongue around every crevice of your pussy as he can, even sticking it into your wet hole. Although it can’t go far, his nose is so close to your clit that you can feel him breathing on it ONTOP of him putting his tongue inside your hole. The sound is ungodly, the noise from the TV being replaced by the sound of slushing and Jotaro’s low but audible growls. 

“Fuck you taste so good…need you to cum on my tongue. Now,” He grunts, fucking his tongue against your throbbing numb clit. You had planned to hold your climax just a little bit for how he teased you earlier, but the tone of his voice implied that he was serious, and he was going to make you cum on his command. Whether you want to or not.

“Don’t get any smart ideas, I’ll use my fingers if I have to,” He says moving one of his hands closer to your crotch. You weren’t going to disobey, seeing how you aren’t in the position to decline, and he was making you feel insanely good. At this point, you’re gripping onto Jotaro’s hair, and shoving his face into your cunt, as if he’s your vibrator. He’s not complaining either, hearing how there are feral moans coming out from him too. “You like this? You like how I’m devouring your wet little pussy hm?” He muffles, sending you over the edge. Your clit begins to jitter, signaling that you are close to climaxing. 

“Mmm.. m’ so close, Taro..” you whine, begging him to slow down his pace. Jotaro isn’t budging, however. You were feeling so many mixed emotions at this point, letting go of the pillow and moaning freely. How would Jolyne respond if she saw her dad's face deep into her best friend’s pussy? Was a thought that swelled in your head, but… it turned you on. “I’m gonna..cum Taro p-please..” You whimper. You relax your head back as you reach your climax, clamping Jotaro’s head with your thighs and your feet shaking in response. Fuck. Not only did Jolyne’s dad just give you head, but it was a leg-shaking one at that. 

Jotaro releases his grip and begins to sit up straight. As you sit up straight, you notice what appears to be a droplet of liquid on his chin. “I didn’t know you were like that, but I’m not bothered by it..” He says as he wipes his chin with his hand. You look down to see an obvious boner in his pants. You slide your hand across his thigh but he stops you with his hand. You look up at him to see his face. “It’s quite obvious that I don’t have sexual… tendencies… with the friends of my daughter but, you’re a different case. Jolyne has talked about you a lot, and in all honestly, I’ve been waiting to meet you.” He says with a visibly frustrated face.

“As much as I’d desire to take things further, I know once I start, I won’t stop. Regardless if someone sees… you get my gist?” You nod your head in agreement. “Great. So can you put on your clothes and go to sleep with Jolyne as if I wasn’t eating you out about 2 minutes ago? I’m sure you can handle that for me, baby.” 

You pick up your clothes and put them on, fixing yourself to normal. You give Jotaro one final look then you start to walk back into Jolyne’s room. You breathe a sigh of relief seeing as Jolyne is still sound asleep. You crawl into her bed and cuddle her. In the end, you felt wrong but not at the same time. Jotaro didn’t only make you orgasm, but squirt as well? Not even a regular hookup you had with a frat boy could make that possible for you. 

I guess Jolyne was right in a sense when she said older men do it best. 

[lizzieislife94x]

Professor Olsen (e.o)

LizziexFem Reader

Lizzie is your professor your the student of legal age ofc let's say y/n is 19 and lizzie is 25

GirlxGirl

If you want to request something message me and I'll happily do my best for you, feedback is appreciated so I know if you guys like these or not.

Y/ns POV:

"I'm up IM UPPPP!!!" I yell at my roommate as I roll out of bed she can be a fucking pain in the ass would 10 more minutes in bed have been to much to ask "y/n you can't be late you have professor Olsen's test today as do I so get your ass up and ready or I'm leaving without you" I moan and I get ready I really should get my fucking licence because this bitch is annoying me I love her really she's my best friend but when you wake me up rudely it pisses me off, I grab my bag and phone and head to the kitchen to get a bottle of water and turn to my roommate "ta da better seriously take a chill pill we still have 45 minutes we'll be there in plenty of time calm your tits " she rolls her eyes and grabs the car keys "let's go dickhead I'm not getting yelled at because you can't be bothered getting out of bed, maybe you like to be yelled at by pro Olsen because you wanna rail her and think it's sexy I on the other hand do not" I follow her to the car not saying anything this bitch really outing me I can't help but laugh as we sit in the car and I look over at her and she laughs as well.

it takes us roughly 30 mins to get to campus leaving plenty of time toget to class. As I walk in with my friend I take my seat at the front of the class if you knew how hot she was you'd sit here too "morning professor " I say with a huge smile as she turns to face us "morning girls great to see you here on time I hope your prepared for the test later" I let out a nervous chuckle "uh yeah totally professor Olsen" I mean I did study but got distracted by the thought of professor Olsen will I pass I have no idea as the day goes on we're almost at the end of the day and I get up walking over to her desk "done professor " I say handing my test to the goddess infront of me "thank you miss L/N please take a seat and try not to disturb the rest of the class" I nod and head back to my seat and start annoying my friends sending me into a fit of laughter "miss L/N that's detention stay after class one more sound out of you ill make it the full week"

she says in a series tone and I find myself in a flustered state that shouldn't have been as much of a turn on as it was fuck, I gulp and nod looking at her trying to hide my flustered state I slowly sink down on my seat keeping my eyes on my shoes after 40 minutes the bell goes and we all stand to leave as I'm talking to my friends a chill is sent down my spine "miss L/N where are you going take a seat you can see your friends later once your done here" I look at my friends who laugh and tease as I sit back down and the classroom empties slowly "professor Olsen how long do I have to stay" I almost whisper "until I say otherwise young lady now come over here and take a seat you can help me sort these tests into alphabetical order ' I nod and walk over taking a seat beside her and I start to sort the paperwork fuck this is gonna take forever I let out a huff "oh I'm sorry am I inconveniencing you miss l/n" she states with a dominating tone to her voice

"fuck..." I whisper clearly turned on and she raises her eyebrow at me unsure of her next words "miss l/n did that excite you" she asks sliding her pen into her mouth biting gently with a smirk "uhh I umm" she keeps her eyes burned to me "words y/n words use your big girl words" I gulp and play with my fingers "yes ok yes it did professor Olsen" she giggles and bites her lip "well maybe you can get out of detention a little quicker if you help me " I look at her confused as she sits back in her chair and spreads her legs and my eyes instantly snap to her spread legs "professor Olsen don't play don't start something you can't finish " I smirk licking my lips slowly "oh baby I never start something I can't finish now on your knees let's see if that tounge is good for something other than chatting during my test time" I let out a moan and drop to my knees crawling over to her as she pulls her skirt up over her waist as I run my hands up and down her thighs working to her panties I can see the visible wet patch in her panties I slowly run my finger up and down her slit over her panties earning a sexy moan from the older woman above me

"that feels...that feels good y/n" I bite my lip and pull her panties to the side sliding my fingers through her wet folds savouring the feeling of her wet cunt "don't..fucking tease me y/n" she almost yells and I smirk "I'm sorry professor Olsen" I slide my fingers inside her tight cunt and moan at the way she hugs my fingers so well and the moan she let out let's me know she enjoys it tooI start sliding my fingers in and out at a slow place as I latch my lips around her puffy clit swiping my tounge every few seconds just to hear the whimpers leaving her mouth "just like that baby fuck yes don't...stop" she breaths out as I up my pace of my fingers and moan against her clit as she grips my hair tight "shit that's the spot fuck y/n I'm gonna cum" I thrust my fingers faster until her walls squeeze my fingers signalling she's close to cumming I instantly pull my fingers out and slide my tounge in replacing my fingers as she pushes me further into her I feel her release all over my face and lap up every sweet sweet bit of cum she gives I slide my tounge out and look up at the older woman with her head back and thin layer of sweat over her head and face I smirk "was that good enough professor " I giggle slightly as she looks at me smiling "fuck yes I think...I need to...keep you back more often " I get back into my seat and bite my lip "maybe I'll just purposely get detention everyday"I stayed to help her with the tests and after an hour I bid my goodbye to the older woman excited for the following day of school for the first time in a long time maybe school isn't that bad after all.

 AN: just a quick update to keep the book up to date also my anxiety has me awake so feel free to message with requests and ill do them right away feedback Is appreciated and welcome good or bad let me know if you enjoy them word count is 1.3k for this chapter  (who doesn't love a good ol professor Olsen fic)

[eonars]

ive tried like 3 times now so i guess im gonna do this in parts

so last thursday i went out with a man id been talking to off An App since before i went on that work trip, the conversation over text wasnt necessarily flowing ever and there were some long pauses while i was away that had me convinced it was joever but he always popped back up and even asked me how things were going and what i was doing. so we meet up the day after i get back and across 3 different bars and 5 drinks we get on like a house on fire. both like the same music (we were both at the same music festival in early august, talked about that a ton obviously) both play the same games (both main death knight and do very high mythic plus keys in wow) and as we get more comfortable with each other we start holding hands and intertwining legs and stuff while sat down. we make all kinds of plans for future concerts to go to together ranging from aura noir in like 2 weeks to him saying he will let me know if he ends up with a spare ticket to sigur ros in november because if he does he'll definitely take me along. we talk about different horror movies to watch together and he lets me yap on nonstop about fish related stuff, which he's actually super knowledgeable about and tells me i sound so lovely when i talk about it and i explain things so well that anyone could understand them and that it's amazing to listen to. he says he's so proud to know someone so intelligent who might actually do something notable for science and put this country on the map for scientific discoveries. we talk about art and he asks me what my favorites are in the national gallery in town and why and we discuss them. i mention i do art and he asks to see and literally can't contain himself when i show him and says i'm amazingly talented. things are going so well and the conversation about music and games and concerts and art and science has not idled or stopped once that when he's like oh shit i have to run for the train i'm like well instead of running we can continue having drinks here and then wait for the trains to start again at mine? and he's super down so we head back to mine and crowd together on my tiny twin bed in my tiny bedroom sized flat and he lets me put on jewels of the rift, the crunchy jpg quality reuploaded ancient natgeo documentary about cichlids i watch on youtube every time im feeling down. i tell him wow i've never been able to convince anyone to watch jewels of the rift with me before and he's like ohh don't worry i'm here now and about 40 minutes into jewels of the rift things get a bit 😏 but i stop things from going tooooo too far and we both have the worst nights sleep ever on a 90cm wide bed as two 6ft+ people who have been drinking heavily. he leaves at 7:30am and hugs me and quietly says it was really nice to meet me and i tell him to text me when he gets in which he doesn't so i text a little bit later asking if he got in ok. he says he only just woke up then and because i know he has work that night i ask how it's going and he just says it's going ok. i reply with a half joking type thing about how i hopefully didn't give him the german engineering university plague and get left on read so on sunday i text asking if he'd be interested in hanging out again sometime and then put my notifications off and go into the woods. i don't realize he replies 5 min later with "I'm a bit busy these coming weeks. But we can probably go to a concert or something sometime if you want :)" which feels really. not good to read. and so i reply back saying i'm definitely going to the aura noir show we talked about in like 10 days so just let me know and get left on read. it's now thursday and i still haven't heard anything and like.

[adolin]

Hi ❤️ I was wondering, do you have some recs/advices for light cardio HIIT sessions? I follow a weight lifting program online split on 3 days, i'd like to do some type of cardio on a fourth day but online there is.. TOO MUCH infos, i'm basically a beginner still and i'm getting so confused 😭

hi hi thank you for asking I LOVE these questions ❤️ I totally get what you mean about Too Much Information, fitness internet is chockfull of info but it can and does get overwhelming (and contact story!) especially if you're a beginner.

On cardio: I'm a big cardio fan, and could yap about the benefits all day. However! I feel very strongly that the best kind of cardio is the one that you actually like doing. If you're "just" looking to add "do more cardio" to your schedule, without any specific goals, the type of cardio matters a lot less than whether it's going to be fun for you to do. It can be as simple as doing 15/20 mins on an exercise bike after you're done at the gym, or dancing to kpop videos in your bedroom, or going on a moderate hike on Saturdays. If you want to add some more structured workouts, that's also great — more on that below — but IME, finding a form of cardio that you actually enjoy is a lot more important in the long run than trying to find THE perfect cardio workout.

this is the part where I yap. sorry.

SAMPLE CARDIO ROUTINE FOR LIFTERS from this amazing (very insightful!) r/fitness post by a lifting coach who's very solid

Something like this is IMO ideal if you don't have time or inclination to do much else. If it looks good to you, stop here! No need to read on. If you want more info and resources, go on

What's HIIT anyway?

sorry to be pedantic BUT I think it's important when exploring online fitness resources to know this: "light HIIT" is a misnomer. HIIT has become kind of a buzzword that's overused in fitness circles for marketing / SEO reasons, and I understand why (visibility!) but I wanted to clarify this just so you know what to look for going forward. HIIT = "High-intensity interval training": short bursts of exercise that have your heart literally jumping in your throat, followed by recovery. You're meant to give it your absolute all and flop dead like a fish on the grass when you're done. The upside is that HIIT workouts are very short; the downside is that they're very intense, and it can be kind of mentally daunting to psyche yourself up to do it.

So maybe I don't want to do the mentally daunting workout. What else is there?

NON-HIIT WORKOUTS THAT FUCK

Just because something is branded as "HIIT" when it's not, it doesn't mean it's not a damn good workout in its own right. Here is a youtube playlist from a "follow along workouts" fitness influencer who I LOVED during the pandemic (Caroline Girvan, I've yapped about her before). I used to do one of her cardio-heavy workouts once a week as an integration to an at-home fitness routine. That playlist I linked includes 92 (NINETY TWO) workouts. Some are bodyweight, some use dumbells for resistance; pick and choose.

LIGHT CARDIO

Maybe this is what you were looking for in the first place! LISS = Low-Intensity Steady Cardio. As the name implies, instead of "high-intensity bursts + recovery" style of workout, LISS workout means that you constantly keep moving at a steady rate. The downside is that LISS workouts are much longer, and maybe more dull, and you're better off doing them multiple times a week to see benefits. The upside is that they're less taxing on your body and require less recovery time, and they can be paired up with lifting days. Something like 15 mins on an exercise bike as a cooldown after lifting + one longer session (40+ min) on a day you don't lift would be what I think of as "integrating cardio into a lifting schedule" if you don't want to do anything high intensity. Replace exercise bike with walking up an incline or jogging or swimming or dancing or whatever. You can mix and match. You can take a brisk half hour walk 3 times a week and go on a hike every other weekend. Just find something that you enjoy and can stick to ( <- personally I have an audiobook I save to listen to ONLY when I'm doing chill-ish cardio to entertain me during)

Nevermind those alternatives. I want to do HIIT anyway. What do I do?

resources: introduction to HIIT writeup from r/HIIT (not famliar with the sub but the guide looks pretty solid) + some examples of HIIT workouts that you can do anywhere depending on your preferences (bodyweight training, exercise bike or rowing machine, kettlebell swings etc)

Here's an example of a follow-along HIIT workout from an influencer I think is very solid: ONE, TWO. They're 15 minutes long and pretty much what I mean when I say that HIIT is meant to be short and deadly; you do something like this, you recover, you're done.

BIG disclaimer: Don't start with any moves that are too fancy at first. Because HIIT = high intensity, that mostly translates into "doing some moves very fast to try and get your heart rate up within the interval window" and some people interpret that as trying to get in as many reps as possible. this goes extra hard for "follow along" workouts but also in general. If you're not very familiar with those moves, you can risk injury. Some HIIT routines are very dynamic, and if you don't have the movements nailed down, you're better off focusing on maintaining form rather than doing them really fast.

Other disclaimer: I would still pair up HIIT once a week with some more chill cardio on lifting days. If it's possible. But if you're doing HIIT in an intense way, that's already a lot!

TLDR

Summing up. Example of HIIT workouts. Follow alongs: one, two, three. I'd recommend doing one of these once a week if you like them, on a non-lifting day. If these aren't your speed, then a longer session of moderate cardio on a non-lifting day would be good, depending on what you have access to and enjoy. You can also do moderate cardio on lifting days if you're feeling extra motivated.

long-ass science-y article on benefits of cardio for weightlifters because I just really love this blogger

[whentherewerebicycles]

I am worried that this is going to sound judgemental / passive aggressive and I really really really do not mean it that way, I am just confused and curious - what is it that keeps parents of newborns so busy? I thought they didn't really... do much until they got more mobile? I know you have to change the diapers and clean the bottles etc but what actually takes up your time on a daily basis atm? needless to say I have zero experience with newborns lol

I also wondered this!! but it turns out it’s really more all the other Stuff that takes up so much time + the fact that you only have very short windows of time to do that stuff before the baby needs you again. like here is an average morning and early afternoon right now:

6:30-7 wake up, take dogs out, get pump parts out of sterilizer, grab breakfast to take upstairs if he’s not already screaming

7-7:35 feed baby (babies are such slow eaters I’m told they get faster but for the first three weeks it would often take him an hour to finish a bottle and you can’t do anything else while he’s doing it)

7:40-8:20 pump and hang out with baby (I have to pump for a long time bc my supply is so low)

8:20-8:30 put milk away, change him, get him dressed (a battle of wills but I’m bigger)

8:30-9:45ish he naps if I’m lucky! race around the house cleaning out all the bottles from overnight, mixing new formula for the day, emptying the dishwasher, doing any other house chores

9:45-10ish he’s awake again and HUNGRY!! try to distract him a bit to determine if he’s actually hungry or just cranky/gassy

10-10:35ish feed him again

10:35-11:45ish he’s awake and wants to be held and entertained so I hang out with him or try to do stuff one-handed while carrying him around the house. also often I have to change him again.

12-1ish longish crib nap if I’m lucky!! try to shower, take the dogs out again, maybe start laundry bc babies make SO much laundry, do anything else on my list. sometimes he skips the nap and just decides to spend that time screaming. sometimes he wants to nap but will only do it while being held in which case none of the above stuff can get done

1-2 feed him! but this time he’s gassy and grumpy and refusing the bottle or sleepy and refusing the bottle so it takes forever and I have to burp him a bunch or do stuff to wake him up more so he’ll eat

2-2:40 whoops I forgot to pump again and I’m leaking everywhere gotta do that while I hang out with him

2:45-3:45 try to walk the dogs with the baby while he naps in the stroller except I have to walk the dogs separately bc I can’t handle them both + the stroller so we do two 20-30 min walks with a cooldown break to change him at home & make sure he’s not too hot

3:45-4:15 whoops I forgot to eat lunch but now he’s screaming for no reason that I can discern so I gotta walk around bouncing him or do skin to skin time to help him calm down

4:30ish time to feed him again! I’ll never eat lunch but I have high hopes for dinner maybe like a poptart around 9pm!

etc etc

[bonefall]

LAMB STEW & BUTTERNUT SOUP RECIPES. GIVE

THE LAMB STEW RECIPE IS MINE. MINE ALL MINE

BUt I will actually teach you the butternut soup one, people don't realize how cheap butternuts are and how easy this recipe is. I had to teach my partner's family how to properly prepare butternut and they thanked me for it because it's ALWAYS on sale and SUPER easy to make.

You need a metal baking tray, a crockpot, and a blender. The blender is optional, but it makes the perfect creamy consistency

Other ingredients you're gonna need; Garlic, shallots, pepper, turmeric, curry and chicken stock

(though I remembered the recipe wrong when I was over there and used beef stock, fam still loved it though, soooo pick whatever stock you like best tbh. This is a super forgiving recipe, I promise if you're a beginner cook this is a great place to start)

ALSO FAIR WARNING: Idk how to measure anything. I do not actually have a written recipe.

Step 1: Cut the Nut

Cut it longways, like a canoe, and scoop the seeds out. Coat the fleshy-side with cooking oil and sprinkle some pepper on it if you like-- nothing needs to be done to the skin-side. Place it FLESH-DOWN on the baking tray and pop it in the oven, 425 degrees Fahrenheit, 40 - 50 mins

When it's done it looks like this (half-eaten babybel snack optional. bbq sauce not used, it was just there for emotional support)

You can actually eat it just like this.

Like if you're not looking to make soup, this compote can actually be made into all sorts of things. You can stick a spoon right in that and eat it. I've made like... fried butternut latke-things out of it, I have some compote in my freezer just for experimenting with.

If you're smart, you wait for it to cool down before you scoop the flesh out with a spoon. Im not 💗

Step 2: trust your heart to tell you how many fucking onions are in there

My partner is the one who's able to measure things, I simply put my faith in the claws of Velociraptor Jesus tell me what the ratio of garlic to butternut is. I am not allowed near baked goods. I do not cook by the book. I put too many ashes in my middle school volcano project and smoked out an entire classroom once.

This came out great though, and for it I used 2 white onions (about a cup), 4 cloves garlic, and some chopped shallots. All minced as much as possible.

Once that was all in I (think you're gonna see a theme here) kinda just eyeballed how much stock and spice was gonna go in, just doing taste tests until it was yummy... I think it was 2 cups stock water and 3-ish tablespoons of turmeric and curry? Next time I make it'll actually measure how much I use.

I really do just kinda taste-test things until it's good.

I would apologize that I don't have the family recipe actually written down for exact amounts but I don't think I will ✨Bless this mess ✨✨✨✨Welcome to living inside of my head✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

Anyway through some magic later you get a mash that looks like this, I stirred it up real good.

Step 3: This is where the blender comes in

This is the most tedious part tbh, but it's worth it because you can't get it super creamy if you don't feed it through a blender.

At this point me and my partner grabbed the pot and poured it in because we had 4 hands between us and felt lazy, but if you're alone you should scoop it manually so you don't spill shit everywhere

And once you have that, portion out what you'd like, and add milk. When you first get the soup out of the blender, it's real thick. You add milk to get it to the consistency you want-- DO NOT ADD MILK TO THE WHOLE THING AT ONCE

IF YOU ADD MILK TO THE WHOLE THING AT ONCE, IT GOES BAD FASTER

This stuff can be frozen or fridged and it tastes just as good as it was when fresh, as long as you only add fresh milk when you're ready to eat it.

I usually eat it with a grilled cheese or some other kinda bread. And that's really it.

[snoopy333]

Tsutey jerking off during his rut reader accidentally walking on him doing it 😊 they like each other but they’re too stupid to ask each other out

I need you

Tsu’tey x Fem navi reader

warnings: Heavy smut, Breeding kink,dirty talk ,some swearing

Overview: Pretty much the ask

Loveeedddd this idea and sorry for the slow posts☹️

Of course he had a rut before, and of course he was attracted to you but this.. This was different.

The faint feeling in his stomach surfaced slowly all day. Head spinning by the time dinner came along.You sat together like usual you guys,Jake neytiri , Ka’ani and Sayla all happily eating together. Of course you noticed something was off with Tsu’tey, instead of making a scene you decided to just place a simple hand on his knee and leaving a reassuring look in his eyes.

But the look for him was what threw him over the edge. To you it was reassurance but to him it was a pleading look. Your eyes were always his weakness. The way light bounced off of them. They way your freckles painted your beautiful Navi nose. It was always too much but tonight with the fire from the burning pit dancing off of your skin. Your scent filling his nose so much he could almost taste it. And now your eyes looking into his with a almost desperate look in them. He knew he couldn’t mask the tightness in his loincloth too long.

“I will be back guys, Im a little hot so close to the fire. Please excuse me” He said standing bowing his head to everyone before making his way into the distance towards his hut. You knew this was weird but you just bowed giving him his space. You didn’t like to eat without him. Honestly you didn’t like to do anything without him and everyone knew it. Everyone was aware of the feelings you two shared. But why the two of you refused to mate was still in question.

After a while you started to worry really, excusing yourself as well. It had been around 40 mins and too many things crossed your mind as you approached his hut. Sickness ,depression. Was he tired of me. You went to knock on the door of his hut before you heard it. They deep breaths leaving his throat. His scent strong through the door. “Y-yn~ eywa y/n i need you.”

That was all it took for you to push that door open. The sight that fell in front of you was more than lewd. It was so beautiful it was disgusting. The sight of his cock in his hand rubbing up and down his length rubbing over his tip every couple of pumps. “T-tsu’teyah~” You stuttered out after watching him intensely. Your stomach was in all different types of waves legs almost weak watching him.

Once his eyes found yours he wasn’t even fazed only more turned on. “Im sorry yawne Its around that time hun” You just nodded gulping a bit “How can i help ma Tsu’tey, Can i take this off for you?” You say holding the strings of your top. It was like you were living in a dream.

“Come here love.” His voice was so quiet but loud. Each time he spoke it was like you couldn’t hear anything else. Of course you did as he said, kneeling next to where he sat. His hand caressing your waist as you took your top off.

His eyes traced your body admiring you so deeply, His hand making its way to your cheek pulling you down to his face noses nearly touching. “Ma Y/n i want no other than you. Please let me have you.” It wasn’t un heard of, friends helping each other through ruts. And through yours you knew how much you wished Tsu’tey would help you out, just never bold enough to ask. It took no time for your lips to fall on his. The way his plump lips engulfed yours made his hand start to pump his length again. The kiss was feverish, aggressive it was intense to say the least. His lips tracing from your lips to the sensitive bud of your breasts sucking them gently. “The whole village will know you’re mine” He says still stroking his aching length. Feeling no closer than he did when he first started.

He made sure to stop himself taking you into his arms laying you down slowly. Kisses leading down your torso. Your body burned with each kiss he placed. He kept taking small pauses almost like he was fighting his own “I swear i’m gonna make you feel so good love i promise” He rid your loincloth slowly looking at your exposed cunt mesmerized. It didn’t take long for his tip to be rubbing between your folds. Both of your breathing patterns hitching as he slid into you slowly. The missionary position was new to him. Something you do when mated not in rut so for his eyes to be deep in yours as he felt you engulf him drove him insane with love.

Once he was fully inside you had never felt more full in your life. His thrust began ,they were slow and harsh. Whimpers left your mouth with no regard. You hands layed against his shoulder whining his name into his own ear. “Tsu’teyyahh i see you, i see you” It drove him crazy seeing you all fucked out already. His thrust turned into quicker grinds into you making your eyes roll back. You never thought he could fuck you like this. Of course it crossed your mind but you never imagined how skilled he’d be. How he could make your eyes roll back so quickly.

Oh and when he reached down to rub circles on your swollen clit. you could’ve swore you went blind. Every sensation driving you mad. You loved how his braids caressed your skin how his length rubbed right against the spongy spot behind your clit. He was blinded with the desire to make you finish. Though he wasn’t very vocal the way his low growls would fill your ears was enough to know he was feeling as good as you were.

His thrusts became almost brutal as he had one hand around your throat and the other on your hip. Both making an effort to pull you further down on his cock. “Yawne you look so good, You’re so beautiful, so perfect “ His aggressive fucking and his praising words were enough to throw you over the edge. He felt your cunt clenching and your legs shaking making him tilt his hips upward a bit more to focus his thrust to the perfect spot. And just like that you were painting his cock with your cum breathing his name out over and over and over like it was the only thing you knew. His thrusts stayed the same as he talked you through your high little “Thats it love”’s and “thats right say my name”‘s was all you heard.

Letting you calm down he pulled you into his lap slowly resting his back against his wall. “Were not done baby, I need you to make me cum” He said grinding your hips against him “I know you want my cum cmon mama” The nickname made you weak head hiding in his neck “Yeah you like that name, You want me to make you a mama hm?” He smirked to himself a bit lifting you up to make you bounce on him. You weight was nothing to him. He could do all the work of you riding him all alone if he needed.

It was like something snapped in him making him far more vocal than he was before. “Come here baby let me help you” Though it was his rut he made it about you. Most navi men just bent their women over and do as they please no questions asked. But when he took both of your legs over his shoulders and stood up.. you knew he was not like any other guy. It wasn’t long before he had your back pressed against the wall pounding into you mercilessly. His moans breathy and broken, Yours incoherent. Just babbles of different words that couldn’t make a sentence.

“Tsu’tey..I..Ma-Tsu’tey..i love youuuuu”. His thrusts became erratic as he heard those three words,fucking into you harder, “Say that shit again mama so i can make you mine,so i can get you fucking pregnant. “I love you tsu’tey i love you!!” And just like that his cum was filling you up as you came right along with him.

Heavy breaths filled the room as he whispered in your ear. “I love you too yawne, I see you”

//i have a really bad breeding kink😂

BONUS

“idk guys i think we should check on them , if one of them is sick im sure the other is”. Jake said to the rest of your friends as they made there way to tsu’teys hut. They made there way up the stairs to his hut when hearing something unusual

“Were not done baby, I need you to make me cum i know you want my cum cmon mama”

Everyone stopped in the tracks before collectively running back down those stairs

“see ma-jake this is why we mind our fucking business”

//hahahaa sorry for the wait loviess

[jovies]

We took our Carol trip!

December 10, 2023, my good friend Sarah and I piled in my small Kia and made the 1 hr 40 min trip from Indianapolis, IN to see Cincinnati and Chevoit, Ohio shooting locations from 2015's "Carol." It's the only winter movie that matters to me. Here are some of the key locations we visited.

Tagging: @belivet, @pacinos, @lesbin

Shillito Center and art deco exteriors in Cincinnati.

Shillito Center was a department store with art deco features including the beautiful clock pictured above. This was the exterior of Frankenberg's in the film. The Shillito's department store has closed but the beautiful building has been turned into luxury loft apartments!

The other buildings of note were the Bell Telephone Company's "Cincinnati Bell" building--my friend noticed that the decorative border on the building is comprised of a stone pattern of old rotary telephones! The exterior of the now-Hilton Cincinnati is another Carol shooting site, which doubled as New York City's Drake hotel.

This is the exquisite Hilton Cincinnati at Netherland Plaza. As you can see, the art deco influence is strong and the rooms are gorgeous and grand. We were hungry and wanted to have lunch but the only available menu was the Dickens breakfast buffet, priced at a formidable $89! So we enjoyed a drink and a bowl of peanuts at the bar. A quartet of professional singers in Victorian costumes sang Christmas Carols beautifully in the background. The bartender was dressed like they used to dress, in a beautiful tailored slacks, shirt, and vest uniform. He did not work at the Hilton in 2014-2015 but was delighted by our quest. The entryway to the hotel is known as the "Hall of Mirrors," inspired by Versailles.

This is the stone bathroom structure at Eden Park, which was the setting for the Christmas tree farm impromptu photography session. My friend watched Carol to prepare (she called it "fun homework") and I prepared by finding a tam o shanter hat at a thrift store. My parents had the scarf, blonde fur coat, faux fur hat, as part of their repository of items from doing over 25 years of community theater together. The rest of my clothing items are a regular part of my wardrobe. I vacillate between eras but I love 40s, 50s, and 60s best of all. I also think it's likely they filmed the scene of Therese and Richard on bicycle going through a park at Eden Park as well, but can't be totally sure.

Finally, Maury's Tiny Cove Restaurant in Chevoit, Cincinnati is the setting of the first lunch between Carol and Therese. The booth they used for shooting has been preserved and I reserved it ahead of time, although surrounding booths also have pictures from filming hanging over them. It's been long enough that the server didn't know much about the film but told us that a group of excited college students ate there once and requested the same meal Carol and Therese ordered in the movie. I had lasagna as we had not eaten much all day, and a Santa Cosmopolitan from their holiday menu. The food was wonderful and it was obvious a lot of people are regulars. We noted that there are glass windows over the booths now, unlike in the movie, probably added during the height of Covid.

Bonus, but a disappointment:

Carol & Rindy's beautiful house at Grandin Rd has been completely re-done and now looks nothing like in the movie:

And, "that's that"! A truly special and memorable experience.

Here is a link to a Google Drive with all of the unedited photos and videos we took if you want to see anything in original quality/detail. We shot video of the photography scene but it was mostly goofy and unusable haha.

We talked about the movie some and Sarah asked me which character was the best fit for my personality. Hands down, Abby. I was wide-eyed Therese once, never glam enough for Carol, but Abby will tell you the truth and not blush from it. My hero!

[ravenonice]

Scoring in Yuri on Ice

or the IJS Scoring System prior to 2018

I made a guide like this before but I wanted to rewrite it since I found some flaws and want to add more resources and stuff for both YoI fanfic authors and fans who just want to understand scoring in figure skating a little better maybe :)

Disclaimer: I am only human. This guide is most likely flawed. But the ISU doesn't seem to understand their own scoring most of the time either so does it really matter? Please tell me if I have wrong information on anything or explained it wrong/confusingly. ^^

The International Judging System (IJS) has been used in figure skating and ice dance competitions since 2004. It replaced the prior 6.0 system which awarded two marks on a scale to 0 to 6, one for technical merit and one for presentation.

Some of the "older" skaters in YoI, e.g. Viktor, Chris and Yuuri, still skated under the 6.0 at some point. If you place the start of the story in 2015/16, then Viktor skated under the 6.0 for his whole Junior career and the switch was made around when he started skating in seniors.

But we are not here to talk about the 6.0.

Scores given within the IJS consist of 2 parts: The Technical Element Score (TES) and Program Component Score (PCS), which are then combined to make up the Total Segment Score (TSS).

A score sheet from a competition (in this case short program) looks like this:

So let's break that down, shall we?

Technical Element Score (TES)

The TES is about the technical elements in a program, such as jumps, spins, step and choreographic sequences.

In the Short Program there are 7 required elements which can be skated in whatever order:

A double or triple Axel

one triple or quad jump

a jump combination

one spin with a flying entry

a camel or sit spin with just one change of foot

a spin combination with just one change of foot

a step sequence

Single jumps don't recieve any points at all, but do count as a performed element. That means if a skater "pops" a jump, meaning they open up to early and only perform a single rotation, they can't just try again.

The short program is 2min 40 secs long +/- 10 secs

The Free Skate is more...well...free. But there are also restrictions.

A total of 12 elements have to be performed:

7 jump elements. One has to be an Axel jump.

Three spins. One has to be a combination, one has to be a single position and one has to have a flying entrance

One step sequence

One choreographic sequence

Different to the short program, you get points for single jumps. Though those are hardly ever performed on purpose.

The Free Skate is 4 minutes and 20 secs long +/- (now it's 4 min).

Every Element has a Base Value (BV). That meas the performed element is guaranteed those points minus deductions and plus the Grade of Execution (GOE).

Base Values

In Figure Skating there are 6 jumps which can be performed with up to 4 roations at the time being. I will list them with the according base values and with the according abbreviations.

Toe Loop:

1T =0.4pt - 2T =1.3pt- 3T = 4.3pt - 4T = 10.3pt

Salchow:

1S = 0.4pt - 2S = 1.3pt - 3S = 4.4pt - 4S = 10.5pt

Loop:

1Lo = 0.5pt - 2Lo = 1.8pt - 3Lo = 5.1pt - 4Lo = 12pt

Flip:

1F = 0.5pt - 2F = 1.9pt - 3F =5.3pt - 4F= 12.3pt

Lutz:

1Lz = 0.6pt - 2Lz = 2.1pt - 3Lz = 6pt - 4Lz =13.6pt

Axel:

1A =1.1pt - 2A= 3.3pt - 3A = 8.5pt - 4A = 15pt

Those values are for prior to 2018 and correct in the context of YoI, the Base Value of the quads and 3A are now a little lower.

-> Why is the Axel worth so much more?

Unlike the other jumps, a single Axel has 1 1/2 rotations, since, other than the all other jumps, it has a forward take off, but is landed backwards.

As of now, the quad Axel has only been landed succesfully by Ilia Malinin, a 18 y/o skater from the USA. He landed it for the first time in competition and got it ratified at the beginning of the 22/23 season at the US Classic, a challenger event that was freaking geoblocked so no one outside the US fucking saw history being made...

Prior to that, Yuzuru Hanyu trained the 4A intensely, and landed it in competition on two feet at the Japanese National Championships in 2021, but failed to get it ratified internationally at the 2022 Olympics because he fell.

But, as far as YoI canon goes, not even Viktor jumps a quad Axel. The extra half rotation makes that jump extremly difficult and was deemed impossible for a very long time. And while I encourage you to use the quad Axel as a story point and a goal for one of the characters, and think it can be very powerful, I highly discourage you from putting a quad Axel in your story lightly.

Euler Jump (a transitional half jump used in combinations to change the edge for take off): 1 EU 0.5 points

-> in YoI that would still be called a single Loop (because thats what it is basically...) and be marked as 1Lo! They changed the name in 2018.

I will try to make another post about the different jumps soon, but for now here is a guide for telling apart jumps!

Combination jumps:

For jump combinations the base values are simply combined. E.g.: A 3F+1Lo+3S combination has a base value of 10.1 points.

Reduction of Base Value:

An underrotated jump (<) will receive 70% of the Base Value, a downgraded jump (<<) receives the Base Value of the jump with one less rotation. If I am not mistaken the 70% Base Value rule also applies to jumps with a wrong take off edge (marked with "e"). Someone please corect me if I'm wrong, I couldn't find the information anywhere...

Repetition:

In the Short Program, each jump can only be executed once. That means that if a skater jumps for example a triple toe loop as a solo jump and as part of the combination, the second jump won't receive any points.

Further in the Free Skate, the "Zayak rule" is to be observed, meaning that from all triple and quad jumps, only two can be executed twice. The repeated jump has to be in combination! For example having a 4T and 4T+2T in your program is valid. But if you have two solo 4T the second one gets marked +REP and receives 70% of the base value.

This also means that if a skater falls on that combination with the repeated jump, it's extra bad. Because that means -1pt for the fall, negative GOE of course and the jump is only worth 70%...tough.

If a skater repeats a jump, it will often be refered to as "zayaked".

Jumps of the same type but with different amounts of rotation are not considered the same jump.

Extra jump elements exceding the 3 in the Short and 7 in the Free don't receive any points.

Spins:

For Spins there are 4 basic positions: Upright, Layback, Sit and Camel. A Combination Spin must include an upright, a sit and a Camel position.

You can get awarded up to a Level 4 for a Spin, depending on various features such as a difficult entry, difficult change of position, visible increase of speed....

I will explain Spins and Spin Levels further in another post but here is a (very long...) list of values for different spins:

Upright Spin (USp):

USpB 1pt - USp1 1.2pt - USp2 1.5pt - Usp3 1.9pt - USp4 2.4

Flying Upright Spin (FUSp):

FUSpB 1.5pt - FUSp1 1.7pt - FUSp2 2pt - FUSp3 2.4pt - FUSp 4 2.9pt

Upright Spin with change of foot (CUSp):

CUSpB 1.5pt - CUSp1 1.7pt - CUSp2 2pt - CUSp3 2.4pt - CUSp4 2.9pt

Layback Spin (LSp):

LSpB 1.2pt - LSp1 1.5 - LSp2 - 1.9 - LSp3 2.4 - LSp4 2.7pt

Flying Layback Sping (FLSp):

FLSpB 1.7pt - FLSp1 2pt - FLSp2 2.4pt - FLSp3 2.9pt - FLSp4 3.2 pt

Layback Spin with change of foot (CLSp):

CLSpB 1.7pt - CLSp1 2pt - CLSp2 2.4pt - CLSp3 2.9pt - CLSp4 3.2pt

Camel Spin (CSp):

CSpB 1.1pt - CSp1 1.4pt - CSp2 1.8pt - CSp3 2.3pt - CSp4 2.6pt

Flying Camel Spin (FCSp):

FCSpB 1.6pt - FCSP1 1.9pt - FCSp2 2.3pt - FCSp3 2.8pt - FCSp4 3.2pt

Camel Spin with a change of foot (CCSp):

CCSpB 1.7pt - CCSp1 2pt - CCSp2 2.3pt - CCSp3 2.6pt - CCSp4 3.2pt

Sit Spint (SSp):

SSpB 1.1pt - SSp1 1.3pt - SSp2 1.6pt - SSp3 2.1pt - SSp4 2.5pt

Flying Sit Spin (FSSp):

FSSpB 1.7pt - FSSp1 2.0pt - FSSp2 2.3pt - FSSp3 2.6pt - FSSp4 3pt

Sit Spin with a change of foot (CSSp):

CSSpB 1.6pt - CSSp1 1.9pt - CSSp2 2.3pt - CSSp3 2.6pt - CSSp4 3pt

Spin Combination (CoSp):

CoSpB 1.5pt - CoSp1 1.7pt - CoSp2 2pt - CoSp3 2.5pt - CoSp4 3pt

Spin Combination with a change of foot (CCoSP):

CCoSpB 1.7pt - CCoSp1 2pt - CCoSp2 2.5pt - CCoSp3 3pt - CCoSp4 3.5pt

If you want to see good spins in men's skating, I highly recomend taking a look at Roman Spindovsky...ehm I mean Sadovsky ;D Here an example of a level 4 change of foot combination spin from him:

Step Sequence

A step sequence should have little two footed skating, a variety of different difficult turns and steps and cover the whole ice surface. Just as for spins, levels from base to 4 are awared depending on several factors that I will try to explain in a future post.

But for you to get an idea of what a masterful Level 4 step sequence looks like, here is the step sequence from Yuzuru Hanyu's Rondo:

As for Base Value:

Basic Level: 1.5 points

Level 1: 1.8 points

Level 2: 2.6 points

Level 3: 3.3 points

Level 4: 3.9 points

Choreographic Sequence:

The Choreographic Sequence is only performed in the Free Skate, and includes choreographic elements such as spirals, lunges... I will also make a post introducing different choreo elements in (hopefully) the near future, but for now have this Choreo Sequence from Deniss Vasiljevs as an example!

Watch the video from 1:25min to roughly 2:00min (or watch the whole thing I highly recomend :D). Using this as an example out of spite because the judges are stupid and inavlidated it for some reason...idiots...

As for Base Value, there are no different levels for choreographic Sequences so, very short "list":

ChSq 2pt

Grade of Execution (GOE):

The GOE ranged from -3 to +3 prior to 2018. The panel of judges awards GOE depending on how well executed an element is.

But how is GOE awarded?

Both positive and negative aspects of a performed element are considered and then added in the end for the final GOE.

Jumps:

To receive +1 GOE, 2 of the following bullets must be achieved, for +2, 4 bullets and for +3 6 or more.

unexpected/creative/difficult entry (An example for that would be a back counter into an axel jump)

clear recognizable steps/free skating movements immediately preceding the element (My favorite example in Yuzuru's Twizzle exit from a 3A)

varied position in the air/delay in rotation (Remember when Yuri Plisetsky raised his arms during his jumps in the Grand Prix Final? That's what they mean with varied position in the air. Delay in rotation is pretty self explainatory I think. The skater needs longer to rotate, making it more difficult)

good height and distance

good extension on landing/ creative exit

good flow

effortless throughout

element matched to the musical structure (I just love when a skater lands a jump right when the music pics up mmmh chefs kiss)

Negative GOE is given for the following errors (It's too much to write down so here is a screenshot from the ISU Guidelines):

Spins:

To receive +1 GOE, 2 of the following bullets must be achieved, for +2, 4 bullets and for +3 6 or more.

good speed or acceleration during spin

ability to center a spin quickly

balanced rotations in all positions

clearly more than required number of revolutions (which is 3 is think)

good, strong position(s) (including height and air/landing position in flying spins)

creativity and originality

good control throughout all phases

element matched to the musical structure

Negative GOE is given for the following errors:

Traveling refers to a skater moving across the ice during a spin instead of staying in roughly the same space.

Step Sequence:

To receive +1 GOE, 2 of the following bullets must be achieved, for +2, 4 bullets and for +3 6 or more.

good energy and execution

good speed or acceleration during sequence

use of various steps during the sequence

deep clean edges (including entry and exit of all turns)

good control and commitment of the whole body maintaining accuracy of steps

creativity and originality

effortless throughout

element enhances the musical structure

Negative GOE is given for the following errors:

Choreographic Sequence:

To receive +1 GOE, 2 of the following bullets must be achieved, for +2, 4 bullets and for +3 6 or more.

good flow, energy and execution

good speed or acceleration during sequence

good clarity and precision

good control and commitment of whole body

creativity and originality

effortless throughout

reflecting concept/character of the program

element enhances the musical structure

Negative GOE is given for the following errors:

Calculating GOE:

The Panel of judges usually consists of 9 judges. The lowest and highest GOE mark are cut, then the average of the remaining 7 is used to determine the GOE points for that jump.

For example:

A skater executed a Triple Lutz with a base value of 6 points. The GEO marks from the judges were as followed: +2, +2, +3, +2, +1, +1, +2, +2, +2. The highest and the lowest mark get cut. The average of the remaining 7 is 1.86. To calculate the GEO you now take the base value and do the following: 6 x 18.6% = 1.116 so about 1.12 points. The total points awarded for that jump would be: 7.12points

For combinations the base value of the hightest valued jumps is used to determine GOE, not the combined base value of the jumps.

As for step and choreographic sequences you multiply the average by 0.5 to get the GEO.

Yay! Maths :D

Highlight Distribution:

Jumps performed in the second half of the program are awarded a 1.1 multiplier of the the base value. E.g.: A 3A performed in the second half has a base value of 8.8 points.

Yuuri takes advantage of that a lot.

Prior to 2018 there was no limit on how backloaded (term used to describe programms with a lot of jumps in the second half) a program could be. Technically all jumps could be executed in the second half. However that left programs empty and boring in the first half since the skaters were basically just stalling time.

Now the multiplier is only applied to the first jump in the second half of the short and to the first 3 in the second half of the free. I am not opposed to that rule. The ISU made a rule that made sense for once

Deductions:

Of course, points are deducted for mistakes or other rule violations.

Deductions are:

Falls:

First two falls -1pt each. Third and fourth fall -2pt each. -3pt each for each fall after that.

Interruptions:

If the performance is interrupted by the skater, they lose -1pt for >10 but <20 secs, -2pt for >20 but <30 secs and -3 for >30 but <40. -5pt if the program isn't resumed withing 3 minutes.

Time violation:

-1pt per 5sec (program either too long or too short)

Costume/prop violations:

-1pt

A costume violation would for example be feathers (real feathers are prohibited), or if, for women, a boob falls out or something.

Props aren't allowed all together.

Part of the costume falls off on the ice:

-1pt

Somersault type jumps (aka Backflip):

-2pt

Late start:

Skater doesn't take starting position within 30 secs -1pt

Program Compoment Score (PCS):

The PCS used to be about the 5 following categories and is awarded by each judge on a scale from 0 - 10 in steps of 0.25. 5.00 Would be "average". As you may already be able to tell...this is not a very reliable way to judge this. Yeah...

Skating Skills:

Basically how good a skaters skating is. Can they skate with power and ease both forwards and backwards as well as clockwise and counter-clockwise? How clean and clear are the curves (edges) over the ice?

A skater should look effortless in their movement. Quick and easy, flowing over the ice with soft knees and ankles.

Their skating shouldn't be scratchy and noisy, resulting from pushing with the toe rather than the side of the blade.

Something you will often hear fans complain about or praise are edges. A Figure skate blade has two edges, outside and inside, and one sign of good skating skills is being able to go down deep on them. Look at Ice dancers Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir for example. Edges so deep the side of the boot almost touches the ice. Beautiful!

Transitions:

The "in between" technical elements. You don't want to just skate between elements, you want to tie the program together with linking steps. Skaters idealy incorperate different steps and turns to make the programm seem seamless. You want there to be little (visible) prep time for the next element.

I will make another post regarding such steps and turns.

Performance:

This is one of the categories that is heavily dependent on the judges personal preference.

In this category skaters are judged based on their, well, performance... Are they emotionally, physically and mentally involved? Do they project the entire audience? Do they have good ice presence?

In the case of Yuri on Ice: this is where all the Katsudon, waterfalls, grandpas etc. come in. Yuuri seduced Viktor for those sweet PCS points haha xD

Composition:

In this category the placing of the elements across the ice surface are judged.

Idealy a skater should use as much of the entire ice surface as possible.

Then there's also questions such as if the spacing of the elements etc. has some sort of purpose. Is there a story told or idea conveyd? Does the movement match the phrasing of the music?

For this category, having a good choreographer comes in very handy ;)

Interpretation:

Again, heavily judge dependant...

Is the skater performing with their soul? Are they skating with music in the background or are they skating to the music, their movement matching the beats in it?

This is the "music" that Yuuri emits when skating according to Viktor! So this is something he is very good at and should receive high points in...if the judges actually do that is another question...

Calculation of PCS:

Very easy this time! It's just the average of the individual scores given by the judges. For the Free Skate the score is factored by 2.0, meaning it's doubled to balance it a little with the TES.

Further Resources:

Now this looks very overwhelming! But here are some pages to help you!

SkatingScores:

You can use this blank IJS sheet to easily calculate scores using the abbreviations I used in this post! They also are the best and biggest available data base for scores in figure skating and you can look up competitons and skaters here!

ISU Results:

If you want to find score sheets for a specific competition you want to reference, you can also quickly google "ISU results (competition)". For example, Grand Prix Final 2015:

There you can access the judges scores for the competion as pdfs.

So you want to watch figure skating?:

This blog is really helpful. They have various guides to figure skating as well, but be aware that they are of course up to date with the newest rules. But they also have a handbook with terms you will often hear and may want to use!

Further Notes:

Scoring in figure skating is highly controversial and in conversation with fans you will often hear terms such as over- and underscoring.

There is corruption, there is favoritism...you name it, figure skating probably has it...

If you want your characters to be upset about something in the sport, scoring is one of your safest bets.

You can have Yuuri's fans and probably Viktor too, be outraged by Yuuri's too low PCS, or the low GOE on his step sequence. Maybe they even rated that one a level 3 instead of the usual 4? Lot's of possibilities for frustration...

Another thing that is frustrating for Yuuri in particular is that jumps are worth so much more and make up a big chunk of the TES.

He is known for his intricate step sequences. But what does that matter if he can't get more than 5.4 points for it? And you rarely get full +3 GOE! The step sequence, which is such a vital part of a figure skating program and show cases such a varried skill set, is worth roughly the same as a triple flip max...

Sure there is the PCS, but here the judges are often biased, or simply don't know how to award points. It sometimes appears to be a bit arbitrary. Skaters who do a shit tone of cross overs suddenly get skating skill scores in the 9 point + range... It's bizarre.

Anyway...I hope you enjoyed this guide and find it usefull! I will try to get the other parts to this out as soon as I can!

And if you read this far: thank you <3 Have a lovely rest of your day and have fun writing!

[a-concert-just-for-me]

I've been fascinated by music boxes ever since I was a wee tot, but never got one because I thought they could only play one melody. After learning about punch cards from the early days of computing (and more advanced looms), I decided to try making a music box based on a punch card. (I tried this, never to any great success, several times in elementary and middle school. This once included a robot for a science class)

I have heard RUMORS that you can speak on music boxes for upwards of an hour. Do tell, do tell. I am very curious and captivated 😇

I don’t really know anything about the history of music boxes (I’m such a fake fan! /j), but I do enjoy making them. It’s been a long journey of trial and error to figure out the most efficient way to do it, but I’m pretty sure I finally have my own process down now :)

Infodump under the cut

So! You want to make a music box, huh?

(This is where you say omg yasss girl that sounds like so much fun!!!)

Oh wow, very cool! I am happy to teach this class.

Well, of course to start, you will need a music box. Here are the options of programmable (well, with paper strips) music boxes.

Kikkerland 15

Grand Illusions 20/Murobox 20

Wintergatan 20 (custom)

Grand Illusions 30

Murobox 40

To explain the types of music boxes:

The first part is the brand name, then the number is how many notes they have. I’m only familiar with a few of them.

Fun facts:

1. Muroboxes are music boxes that you can program from your phone. They’re really cool, but super expensive! I’ll stick to my way, haha

2. There is a 60 note option on musicboxmaniacs ‘create’ tool (I’ll talk more on that site in a min), but there isn’t actually a 60 note programmable music box out there. It’s just for fun.

3. The boxes I have are the Kikkerland 15 and the Grand Illusions 30. I’ll explain more about them.

Kikkerland 15

Honestly I never use this guy. It’s 2 octaves, C scale (unless it’s transposed; I’ve never looked into it—more on transposed boxes in a second). No sharps or flats. Very limited in what you can do with it. But it’s very cute :3

Grand Illusions 30

Okay, here’s where things get goofy. So, this one is 3 octaves, and the strips are written in the key of C.

OR *ARE* THEY?

Actually, for some reason, the box is actually in the key of F!

(That means that if you were to punch the note of C on the music box strip, it would actually play an F!)

Here’s a scale I did of what the music box strips say:

And here’s what the actual notes are:

So how do you know how to write the music if the notes don’t match what the box plays???

Well, we have two options!

1. You could write it using the C scale and let the music box transpose it to the key of F for you (still sounds good most of the time)

2. Or if you want an exact 1:1 transcription, you could write the music using the F scale from the get-go. I usually use this option unless I intuit that a song would sound better transposed instead/it’s easier to write that way

Okay, you have your options on what key to write in, now what?

1. You can use musicboxmaniacs.com’s ‘create’ tool (I used this for the longest time—very tedious) and download the strips from there

2. You can use a music notation software (I use Musescore!), convert the song into MIDI format, upload it to musicboxmaniacs.com, and download the strips from there.

3. (Or, if you’re a freak, you can eyeball it and do it by hand on the sheets that come with the box. Idk man I’m not a cop but seriously what is wrong with you)

Done! Now assuming you’re not a freak, how do you convert what’s on your computer to actual music box strips in real life?

1. You could print out the guide strips on copy paper and overlay them onto the strips that come with the box (I think?) OR just glue it on top of a bunch of other pieces of paper until you get the right thickness. And then with either method, punch out where the ‘x’s are.

2. Or you can be galaxy-brained and let a cricut machine do it for you

Yes, you heard that right!!! A machine can punch all the holes for you!!! Someone made a python code that will convert DXF files to SVG files! Then you can put the SVG files into the cricut design space and print them!

I have a video on it here:

EDIT: there was a video here but I realized I accidentally doxxed myself in it 😆 I need to go back and edit it lmao

It’s just a tutorial on how to convert DXF files to SVG files, and then how to use the SVG files in the cricut design space to print out music box sheets

“Okay,” you say, “I followed the video…That’s cool and all…but what materials do I use? Your video seems a bit outdated and doesn’t even have a second part…”

YOU’RE RIGHT, IT IS, and I surely did not end up making that second part, lol. Let me remedy that.

After tons and tons and tons of trial and error, I’ve figured it out. My first method involved using posterboard, which kind of worked, but always made the songs stutter and stop.

Finally, I had the huge-brain revelation that it wasn’t a mechanical issue with my box like I’d thought for so long—the paper just wasn’t thick enough!!!

So now, the best combo I’ve found is this:

1. 12x12 Cricut mat

2. 2 pieces of 12x12 paper (thick ones!)

3. Elmers craft bond stick glue

4. Scotch tape

5. A scraper tool

Directions

1. Glue 2 pieces of 12x12 paper together. I use scrapbook paper, as it comes perfectly in that size! I usually do a pretty design on top, then a boring white on the bottom, as not to waste my pretty paper. But yeah, two pieces of that scrapbook paper glued together is the perfect thickness.

2. Let dry under something heavy.

3. Put the paper pretty-side-down onto a standard grip cricut mat

4. Tape down the edges of the paper onto the mat so that it doesn’t move at all during the cutting process (needs to be precise!)

5. Use a deep cut (cardstock+ is what I use)

6. Plug in your machine and let it do its thing!

7. When it’s done, remove the mat. Peel off the music box strips one by one, making sure to label them on the ugly side according to the order they’re in. This will save you soooo much confusion later

8. Poke out any holes that didn’t get cut all the way

9. Tape your strips together in the right order (make sure that if there are any holes that fall under your tape, to re-punch them!)

10. Test out your strips in the box! If it sounds like there are missing notes, make sure to go back and make sure they’re all punched all the way through/no tape is blocking them

11. Now that you have your beautiful song, you have to clean up your mess. Use a scraper tool to scrape allllllll the annoying little punched-out paper bits into the trash.

13. Now you’re all done! Put your stuff away and think about your next project lol

Thank you for the ask <3

[molliemoo3]

Could you explain formula e to me please as Paul Aron is racing this weekend

OK so im not necessarily great at explaining things but a basic weekend run down is

Friday

-Shakedown

-FP1 (30 mins i think)

Saturday

-FP2 (30 mins i think)

-Qualifying

-Race 1 ~ 40 laps, 6 mins of attack (4-2, 3-3, or 2-4 splits)

Sunday

-FP3 (30 mins i think)

-Qualifying

-Race 2 ~ 38 laps, 4 mins of attack (3-1, 2-2, or 1-3 splits)

FP sessions are exactly as you'd expect (if they arent the 30mins theyre 45)

Quali is in 2 sections, first the group stages - 2, 12 (i think) min sessions with the drivers split into 2 groups based on championship position (basically odd is one, even is the other) with the top 4 of each group going through to the duels. And then the duels, which are 1 laps shootouts until the top drivers from group A and group B go against each other for pole.

The races are in a lot of ways just races, except with 1000% more chaos a good 95% of the time, the biggest differences are -

Attack Mode, which is the FE equivalent of drs/p2p, except drivers have to push a button to "activate" it, and then go off line to actually gain attack mode, this is where the main strategy comes into play. It is an increase in energy from 300kW to 350kW, and it has to be activated twice in the race, notably in Monaco Jehan failed to activate it at all, and received a 10 secind stop go penalty post race (48s added to his race time). It will cause drivers to lose postiins pretty frequently so its important to make sure you hit the button and go over the 3 loops on track the first time(s) you intended to in order to not lose positions unnecessarily.

No pit stops unless there is a problem hence why attack mode is the main strategy bit. Also front wings arent vital so if it completely comes off and isnt at risk of coming off under the car, theyll probs just keep going without it.

SC, under if the race is under safety car, and or full course yellow, for a certain amount of time (in relation to a reference lap time set based on each track, for Berlin its 2min45s) laps will be added for the first 80% of the race, any sc or fcy after that point will not result in added laps. There is a maximum of 5 added laps per race.

Energy management is a huge part of FE it can sometimes lead to peloton (i think that's the word i mean) style racing with drivers not wanting to lead for to long which can be a bit annoying, but we do get a good dose of chaos each weekend, especially in the last few laps which is always fun. And the mid pack will always be in some sort of fight.

In terms of where to watch your best bet is going to the FE website (or app) and checking for your country. FP sessions are free on youtube and show on the app/website too. There's a predictor game each race which is fun and on the app, as well as driver radios during the race.

Paul's making his debut with Envision, who are the reigning teams champions of formula e. Season 10 hasnt necessarily had the best start for them, but it hasnt been terrible, with best finishes of P2 at the opening round in Mexico and at Race 2 in Diriyah. Envision is a customer team of Jaguar TCS racing who supply their power train, and who the other Envision debut, Joel Eriksson, is the reserve driver for. There's definitely the possibility for points, with a car capable of podiums with its usual drivers, and a power train that can win races and is currently topping the teams standings, a good quali, and avoiding the chaos (much easier said than done) is vital, but definitely doable for him, especially given how his rookie f2 season is going (i say like these cars arent entirely different beasts). Envision clearly has faith in him, and chaos means literally anything is possible (like an abt almost got a podium the other week, truly anything is possible here)

We're also blessed in Formula E land that we have a bunch of lovely people who put a lot of time into creating guides and gathering info for people interested in FE, the mains ones im aware of are:

@formulawah 's bad guide to formula e season 10 - by bad it isnt bad its silly and funny and something to look forward to each season, they also post on twitter about fe and have a blog they post on

and

@robinfrinjs 's formula e, an intro to season 10 - this goes into more detail about the cars and how theyve changed through the gens and has more info on sessions and how a weekend is run. They have a discord full of wonderful people that love fe too.

@formulaesource doesnt really post much over here anymore, but theyre incredibly active on twitter, and are attending this weekend. Theyre pretty much always up to date on how long races and such are gonna be and a great source for updates on penalties and such, and just changes to the formula e world in general.

Hopefully this is somewhat helpful and anything i havent remembered to include can be explained elsewhere or just send another ask and i shall do my best to help you figure out this chaos child of a racing series. Fingers crossed for a decent weekend for Paul 💚💚💚

[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

“Glad you’re here”

Summery: Kevin needs some comfort one day and you reassure him. a long chat right next to you is just what he knows he needed. thats great, but somehow it leads to him in your bed and your mouth on his. you know... cause you know... you really wanna make sure he knows his worth and how much you love every part of him. oops I guess approximately a 40 min read

a/n: idk what this is man. Tumblr wouldn't let me post a longer than like two sentence post and so it's a little late. I had a dream about something like this happening like months back and now it's finally come to life! or.... not really to life but life enough lol I told one of my moots on here about the dream and she said "that's perfect fic inspo" so here we are. at this point I can't remember if the smut part was in my dream but oh well I aint complaining. I don't know if this is any good cause I haven't written smut in a minute but pleas enjoy and let me know if y'all have any hard thots or future fic suggestions. (it was so exiting when I got my first request you have no idea I felt like real writer who people actually enjoy content from and not much could top that feeling ya know) I probably won't get to them for a month lmao but still id love to hear them!

warnings/info: cursing, Kevin had a bad week, comfort, reader and Kevin’s type of relationship is never specified in this fic if that’s makes sense, kissing, smut, low key body worship, like a little bit toward Kevin from reader, oral sex (reader receiving), also Kevin fingers reader, reader is afab when it comes to smut but is gn otherwise, mentions of having to go get a condom but no sex is described, think that’s it! misspelled words and incoherentness im sure, ill fix them soon, Pls lemme know if there’s anything these

THIS IS SMUT SO MINORS DNI AND FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD HAVE AN AGE INDICATOR IN YOUR BLOG SAYING YOURE NOT A MINOR SO I DONT HAVE TO BLOCK YOU! ID HATE TO BLOCK SOMEONE WHO DOESNT NEED TO BE BLOCKED thx

~this is simply a piece of fiction. my imagination onto "paper." this is in no way meant to be taken as an actual and real representation of anyone.~

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a familiar knock on your door brings you out of the daze you once were in. For once you weren’t doing anything. Comfort flowing through your veins as you relaxed. You weren’t expecting anyone…. You glance at your phone to see Kevin’s profile picture pop up. A candid photo you took of him while he was laughing at something or the other on a Ferris wheel when you two were just friends. The message simply said “hey it’s me” weirdly dry and weirdly simple coming from him. but your heart still leaped for joy out of you chest when you read it. Somehow more peacefulness coming over you as you walked to let him in, though you were scared something was wrong.

you swing open the front door, still halfway looking at your phone. I mean, if you had a cute picture of him that was at your disposal at all times in your phone, you'd be looking at it still too. it was one of those pictures were only you could see. something for your eyes only... that sentiment seemed to be a running theme in your relationship. not that you minded, though. you welcomed it. relished in the feeling of being so damn close to him.

you don't even get to let out a word before his arms are around you, his head is in your stomach, and his heavy breath his flattening out your shirts wrinkles. he's on his knees as first but when he gets up you stumble backward further into your place, shutting the door with your foot. he steps back, half to regain his composer he lost the second he saw you worried about him, and half because he realized he was probably too forward. he kicks off his shoes and before you know it you can hear little quiet sniffs coming from the man.

"you good?" you ask, even though you knew that he wasn't.

he peels his face off your shirt as you tuck your phone into your back pocket so as to not have any distractions. you wanted, no needed to be fully there right now. completely zeroed in on him and whatever he needed. In a flash it was like a full 360 realization came onto Kevin. In a flash he's pulling away from you and trying to compose himself. "God, im sorry. I-I didn't mean for my visit to turn out like this." he just wanted to see your face, talk a little bit, not to break down the second he saw you. His eyes dart around as he plays with his own fingers.

You take his hand, guiding him to sit down where you previously were. and god does he really want to scoot himself as close as physically possible to you. but he doesn't want to come off too strong, or like he was needy or anything. but now he's sitting here in arms reach of you and he's nearly screaming inside for you to pull him closer. "Don't be sorry. I’m glad you’re here.” you tell him, softly but firmly. it was more than that thought, and he took the opportunity you'd given him to tell you why he was upset. "I dunno, it wasn't one big thing or anything. but sometimes... sometimes I feel like im too much, you know? or that im not doing enough all at once. But hat probably doesn't make any sense though. kinda stupid, right?" your eyebrows creased together like you were asking what the hell he meant.

Over the course of the better part of an hour he tried so so so damn hard to explain to you what he was feeling and why he thought his entire body felt like it was aching because of it. You listened for a while until you got up to bring the both of you a snack cause he looked a little hungry. he wanted to stay close to you, though, so he followed you to where you kept your snacks and back. and though he was siglent on your short walk, you could almost feel the heaviness that was within him. it seemed to seep through his pores and straight into the air. but you still listened to him, trying to put in what you thought when he needed it.

through broken sobs and quivering lips he had to bite to stop from betraying himself and what he was feeling, he stoped abruptly. "...Like right now." he said simply. "What do you mean?" You prompted. "Are you..." he needed to collect his thoughts and pick himself up, now. "Are you embarrassed of me?" You crained your neck forward, as if you somehow hadn't heard him properly and your ears had tricked you into thinking he had said what you thought he had. "um excuse me? yeah, im gonna need an explanation." you chuckled. and he couldn't help but smile along with your slight laughter. it was infectious. he didn't know why but it seemed like whatever you where feeling he started to as well.

"So far you've spent at least thirty minutes here with men trying to help me." you said. but you still weren't understanding. that was just something you'd do for him. as he'd readily do for you. it came as sedan nature to the both of you and you liked it that way. how you both were so close that either of you could just drop whatever you were doing and help the other. "Does that not seem bad to you?" you simply shook her head. "I had a dream that you were embarrassed of me and how...." he searched for the right words, "you know, needy I can get. And I know it was just s stupid dream, ok? But then I actually started thinking about it." scenes flashed through his mind, burried deep into his heart of all the times you've cared for him. whenever he's feeling insecure and he either came to you about it, or you noticed it, you helped him out of his rut. All the times he's felt sick you've rubbed his back and brought him a cold compress and Vix vapor rub. and sure, he's done these things for you as well... but right now it seemed like he was all the work and you just had to pick up his pieces.

he hated the feeling of causing you so much trouble. and he knew what you would say, too. that "oh no you're not. you need to stop thinking that way about yourself." and he knew it did. he really did know that. but what he also knew was who it seemed like he was acting. no, how he was acting. he wasn't coming to you for every single little thing but sometimes it felt too close to it for his comfort. and not only thing, but, though he knows how you've told him a million times that he's welcome and encouraged to talk things out with you or even just ask for some comfort, he's also well aware how much he's been doing it this past month.

How was it not driving you nuts already? it was sure making him pace around his living room thinking and hoping that you weren't mad at him for it. And he had tried to hold out, ok? he really did today. But then he started thinking about how you probably felt a little suffocated by his latest actions and how it portably looked to outsiders and it made him get all up in his head and that made him only want to come over more. eventually, though, he broke and now here he was feeling bad about even being here.

"you look guilty." you note. "that's cause I am." he admitted, "im sorry that its probably a little weird me coming over like this. or at least me calling you for like an hour because of these things." he swallows thickly, looking at his swinging feet, unable to stop their moving by the floor. you were about to say something but he grasped your hand, blinking a few times and you know you should just let him talk for now. "Is this not embarrassing to you? like, when you talk to people how the hell do you even mention me doing this? I wouldn't blame you if you don't.... you just, seem so happy even when im acting like an actual wreck and y-youre not tired of it? or ashamed? or--" you pull him into your chest, leaning back and bit and letting him fall into a half laying down position, wanting him to be more relaxed.

"you do this for me too, you know?"

"Yeah, but im not the now showing up and the others door like a mess right now. making you take time out of--"

"yeah, but..." you trail off for a moment as he lifts his head up to look you in the eyes. His dark soft hair is sticking up, almost comically, from you pulling at his. more massaging his scalp than anything though, but by the way you gently tugged at his strands he seemed to melt into you easier. "that's what the both of us are here for, no?" you feel him nod into your chest and your small laughter from it causes a vibration to go through your upper chest where he lays his head and into it. you take a deep breath, spurring him to do the same. and for some reason, it really calmed him. air filling his lungs along with you, it felt-- at least to him, that it connected the two of you. releasing, but really it felt like releasing all the negitivity and heaviness that weighed him down. stuck to him like a sickness, and felt like a glue on his lungs that made it hard to breath.

but now, with a clearer head, he listened to you. listened when you said there was no place you'd rather be than with him right now. listened when you told him that no, he's not embarrassing just because he has feelings and lets them out. and he even listened when you told him you're proud of him for still coming to you to talk it out. you wiped the tears from his cheeks with your thumbs and ran your hands through his hair so much it stuck up almost like from electricity. and among talking about other things, the day grew along side the both of you and your chatting. eventually his mind was eased and now taken off of what was bothering him.

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He wondered how you could even do that, as he lay practically on top of you, wanting to fuse your skin together if he could just to get impossibly closer.

He leans in to whisper in your ear, “please. I-I I really need you closer” you look down at your bodies practically fused together, him basically on top of you, chest to chest and his warm nose, reddening from crying pressed into the crook of your neck. Puffs of air from his heavy breaths tickle your skin and you can’t help but smile as you pull him closer. “We’re already so close, Kev” but really, you knew what he meant. You felt it, too. His hardening dick pressing against your thigh. You could tell he’s trying to be inconspicuous about it, scooting away but you just pull him closer, fingers slicking around his back, thumb padding against his spine.

but you can feel him shiver against you. and not in the typical "I feel so good im practicluy purring" type of way. "You cold?" You ask. Though you know he wasn’t. The sound of him moving further on top of you come to your ears before his voice does. “You made me feel so good.” His face presses further into you neck, pressing a kiss into your rapid pulse. “I wanna make you feel good too… that ok?” You didn’t even need think about it before you nod.

a second later you're in your bed and he's laying on top of you just like before.

He keeps kissing at your neck. the pecks getting longer and more sloppy as the hand ticks on the clock, the only other soul in the room with you. he pulls you up with him so he can circle his hands around your back as yours travel under his shirt, riding it up and feeling his bare skin like it was second nature to you, but exploring like it was new to you all the while. a small smile graced his face and pulls his lips upwards ad he closes his eyes and just feels. feels your fingers on him and relishes it. his lips detach from your neck when he feels you on his lower abdomen. god he really looses his focus too quickly.

But how could he not with you, you and all your splendid glory right in front of him, feeling him up and now slipping your hands underneath the waistband of his pants, making him see stars when you start rubbing his hip bones. it made him get all tangled up in the moment it doesn't even register how you start laying him down. and at this point he doesn't really care as you capture his lips in a searing kiss that leaves the both of you feeling woozy. "open your eyes." you purswade gently. he does so, only for him to tug at the hem of your shirt. "Please," he sounds way too whiney and out of breath for the little that you have done, but he can't help it, getting a little ovewelmed by the thought and look of you, "I need more." you sit up on him, legs swung over either side of him and already dripping heat right above his.

You toss your shirt to the side and within a millisecond he's pulling you back down to him, wanting and needing to feel you on him. your chest presses against his and even though you're still wearing a bra he feels like he's in heaven. and "more" is what you start to give him; kissing down his body and telling him everything you love about him. starting with his shoulders, "you carry so much weight, mediforecly but still. Iove that bout you; how you're so willing to help shoulder a burden." you look up at him for a second, taking a break from just mumbling against his skin, "It also helps how they're so nice looking too. Gorgeous." you move to his chest, "I love you chest, know why?" he shakes his head, "its where one of the few biggest hearts I know is kept." you kiss right by where his heart is, hearing it beat rapidly under his burning hot skin. you go a bit further down his torso to his lungs, "these help you take deep breaths to calm down. im happy when you're calm so I love them." his eyes squint in a smile form your words

but suddenly he realizes as you start to kiss your way further down that-- “This is supposed to be about me making you feel good.” He pulls you up to his lips into a searing kiss that your body can't help but freeze in place from. his hips snap up into yours and you let out a surprised groan from the feeling. the pants you were wearing were thin, but still too much of a barrier from him. he stays underneath you, but now he's a bit more in control, wanting to make you feel above and beyond the love and want and all around good feeling you made him have all up until a moment ago. he sits up and his hands brush up and down your bare back, landing at your hips and keeping them there.

he just wants more. more more more until the both of you bursts. his mouth moves against yours in a way that made you think he was a dream. he sensed it too. and he only wanted to build on that feeling. he moves down to your collarbone and he has to tare himself away so as to not leave a hicky. he has to suppress a loud moan when you start moving your hips on him, grinding on his dick. he grips your hips tighter, thumbs pressing into your sides and the both of you parting lips just for a minute to look deep into each others eyes. he's knows that stare on you, though. a look of longing he wants noting more than to satisfy.

His hand hand travels down your torso to palm your throbbing core needing attention. the heel of his palm rubbing at your clit while his lingers work on your interance. even through the clothes you can't help but sigh in pleasure from his actions. Eventually you just can't take it anymore and you start humping his hand, wanting to realize but also not wanting to peel yourself away for more than a moment to take off your bottoms. under you, Kevin, hard as ever now, let out a whine into your mouth at your lust for him. it seemed like you no only had one thing on your mind and he loved it, chased after that need you felt and tried to expound on it.

you break away from him a moment later though cause, fuck this really isn't getting me anywhere. And help him tug his shirt up and over his head he complies it in his hand and puts it to the side to be long forgotten as you link your hands behind his neck and lean back with him as he chases your lips. he smiles into the kiss and it makes you do the same; a quite moment that wasn't ruined by him gently pulling at the waist band of your bottoms in question and you nodding against him. "oh yes please," you breath out, almost relieved, "I have to have you. thought you'd never ask." your tilt your head back, though you're not quite sure what for until he plants another open mouthed kiss on your sweet spot and you feel like blushing and moaning at the same time.

"Me too," he admits In your ear almost as a whisper, a secret only the two of you were able to share. "I wan-- need you closer." his fingers dance down, down, down, until he finds the wet patch you've made on your underwear. God he fucking needs it on his face, tasting you, smelling you, feeling you around him. better yet, why not get it straight from the source? damn it now he needs you on his face too. all the while he's rubbing you just how he knows youll shiver with pleasure and writhe on top of him, you're eyes are closed. and now thinking of it... and wanting you to know about it, makes him get a little bit bolder. "eyes on me, darling," he mimicked what you had said to him earlier. except this one was less commanding. he starts rubbing faster on your clit, making you pull him closer.

he can't take it anymore; with his free hand he begins to palm himself over his pants "I need you to see how you make me feel." you open your eyes to see the erotic sight right in front of you. his head thrown back and stroking himself over his sweats. you can tell he doesn't know what to make or do with himself. and to be completely honestly neither do you. his tongue is poking out to wet his lips as a high pitched keen meets your ears.

He feels like he really does need to-- need to show you how hard you make him. how else is he supposed to help you to understand all that he wants you to right now? You scoot his hand out of the way and replace it with your own "do I get you like this?" he presses his lips together and nods, barely able to form words with your hand moving on him now. "mmhm only you." the confession made you smile but you weren't able to continue the moment when he shifts so that you drop your hand and lay down further. "remember? you." he chuckles. he returns his hands to your heat, you tugging down your bottoms in the process.

Now that he sees you clad in just your underwear and bra, he can't help but crawl back up to eye level and give a quick peck to your lips. it was too fucking sweet to describe. with a cute smile pulling at his lips, he backs up and his fingers return to pleasure you. your underwear was sticking to your pussy uncomfortably now, wet patch now more visible. and as much as he wanted to tease you more, he also knew what you needed. he rolls down your underwear just as he would any other time. that was one of the things you loved about him, you thought as he dips his fingers into your wetness, testing the waters. you didn't know he was going to come over, you deffintly didn't know that it was going to turn into this. it wasnt like you wore anything special and dressed up, but he still loved it all. noticed was amiss, noting changed.

that was one of the reasons why you didn't mind having to spend so much time comforting him. cause he does the same for you an no matter if you dressed up or not he still gave you what you needed, not just sexually but in general. so of course you'd treat him the same way.

You make a sound of pleasure and now he's hooked, chasing more form you. dropping his entire body down further, he comes face to face with your glistening cunt. the fact that he made you like this-- god can barely think because of it. he takes an experimental lick up your folds and holds his tongue at your clit, putting hot, wet, and steady pressure on it. the muscle moves a bit more, kitten licking at your hole, sucking at your clit, and doing all the things that makes you wanna combust.

his tongue goes in and out, poking inside your gummy walls. and he feels like he's in heaven with you right now. He can barely handle it as he feels you clench around noting and you whisper out his name over and over again, pulling at his hair, tighter than before, bringing him impossibly closer. he grasps your hips to pull your up and even closer. the new angle hitting just right you can't help my moan. "fuck-- I-- I need--" you don't even know what you need at this point you just want more of this, more of him. He's eating you like a starved man, already drunk on how you taste on his tongue, wanting more.

While his tongue works on in between your folds his nose is getting wet bumping at your clit. His hands on your hips makes it perfect to grind on his face. but he doesn't mind, invites it, actually. He just holds out his tongue and lets you grind your way dangerously close to your high. He starts to move along with you, matching your movements as his dick twitches in his pants. the added pressure is just what you needed to go over the edge. you start to slow your movements on him, him picking up the pace so to help you ride it out. his hips rock into the mattress, wanting and needing to feel more. you're sounds proving to be too much without himself feeling something. You're moaning and groaning and whining along with him against you as you feel pure euphoria rush through you like a wave of perfection.

You try to even out your breath as he rubs at your hip bones, sitting up to keep himself from grinding on the bed, he can already tell he's not gonna last long enough to have you later too. "You--" you don't even know what to say as he brings you up with him, you know sitting on his thigh and you don't know if you can take it anymore. neither can he, seeing you cum-- it took everything in him not to follow along with you. he can't help but thrust his hardness up, barely feeling you in the end but he needs something, anything. just the thought of himself feeling your slick on his cock. that's all he needs, really; your wetness on him. he just needs to feel it. so he keeps going, angling his thrusts towards your pussy. he fucks himself into you, needing to feel you on him.

he locks his lips on yours as you rut yourself on his thigh. your fingers that were in his hair unties his pants and inches them down enough so that he get thrust up, getting his tip wet through one less layer. The feeling makes him press his lips harder on yours. he whines into your mouth and you don think you've ever heard a sound prettier. his hands are griping your hips, traveling to your back to bring you closer. you're grinding on his thigh as he tries to grind onto yours, the slick that travailed down your thigh making it easy to slide, rubbing up and down, his mind blank.

he's almost looses sight again with his lips moving in sync with yours. He breaks the kiss to watch his own hand go down to capture your release on them, fucking it back into you when you urge him to hurry up. he curls his fingers right where you want him to, pumping them in and out at the same pace he was thrusting into your thigh. you had just came so the feeling was ten times stronger than before. He senses what you're feeling and pecks your lips one more time before driving his fingers back into your heat. "give me one more? please I know you can." he nearly pleads with you.

You hump his palm, chasing your own high. a slow and intimate grind but enough to get you what you want and need. he feels woozy because of the feeling of your cream lathering up his fingers and forming a ring around the base, now dripping onto his palm as he watches his fingers roll in and out. a moment later and you're releasing all over his hand, his whining while he humps your leg taking it to a whole new level as you moan out in pleasure. and now he's rubbing the slick you've given him back into your pussy

your lips are back on his in an instant, unable to stay away for long after the leg shaking orgasm he gave you. he looks down at his boner. not realizing he had cum along with your with his release making a wet patch all on the front of his boxers. "you're still hard?" you chuckle. "For you? always." he smiles, more of a smirk than anything, back at you. breathing heavy and labored and eyes squinted.

"Do you have a condom?" he asks, half actually asking and half wondering aloud if you wanted to go any further, "I don't think I can keep on seeing you look so perfect without doing anything about it any longer." he wonders if he's even making sense. but when you peck his lips and reach over to your nightstand. he freezes, but he's back to life in a second when you turn to him with one.

“aren’t you glad you’re here?” You laugh, “you get to share you feelings and we get to have each other.”

He’s sure the way you said it must be a joke I’m some way but yeah, he's really glad he came over.

~end~

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[dr-alto-cowboy]

Memory Dump!! One of my first missions working at the GOC I think but I'm unsure.

My timeline went from: High School -> US Army (Air Force) -> GOC -> Scp Foundation

After a realitively short time working for the Air Force (not even a full year after basic training), the Cheif of Staff personally took me aside and told me he was assigning me to an outside organization that still worked for the government called the GOC.

I didn't ask about what that stood for or what that meant. In that time of my life, I was very lost and didn't really care which direction I was pulled in, and it seemed like it was a good opportunity if the Chief handed this to me personally.

Still in denial about myself being a reality bender or what that even meant also.

Cut bc it's long. Tw if you don't like shady shit and heads exploding.

I was tasked with finding out if this old guy's memory was intact enough to tell me things.

He may have had a degenerative brain disease or something, and they wanted me to get information out of him.

I wasn't trained to do anything like that. My new boss just told me, "Don't worry about it"

So, I showed up to his house a couple of hours early before I was supposed to check his memory (my boss told me to do this)

But this older lady is there (not as old as him but definitely over 70), and I'm like, "Oh hey" bc no one told me she was gonna be there.

And she starts out all aggressive and hollering at me. "Who the hell are!! you go away!! get out of my house!!"

I tell her, "I don't want any trouble. I'm just here to check on this old guy!!"

I make a quick assumption that she doesn't even know where anything is- seeing as she's rifling through the drawers (probably looking for a knife)

So I call her out on that assumption

I said "Hey bitch I know this isn't your house!!"

And she and I get into a physical altercation bc she fucking jumps on me with a knife she found as soon as I said that. I didn't bring a gun with me because I wasn't briefed that this was at all gonna become that type of situation.

(Never made that mistake again)

And I freak out bc I wasn't expecting a 70 year old woman to JUMP on my like fucking spiderman- and while I knew what to do in hand to hand combat situations like this where someone has a weapon and I don't- I just wasnt expecting that.

So we start "fighting," (mostly me just pushing her away from me- if she tried to slash or stab me she didn't try very hard bc I was barely cut up)

and I'm also struggling bc I also don't want to hurt her- I think she might be unwell more than anything.

I'm trying to yell at her and reason with her, but she is not listening

Eventually, she triggers something in the door way like a booby trap?? and a small pipe bomb lookin thing falls from the ceiling (we are still extremely close to each other)

So I backed up a little and beg her to stop, beg her to pay attention, but I was only able to get like 2/3 words out, and she doesn't hear me/listen to me.(BECAUSE THIS ALL HAPPENED AT THE SAME TIME IN LESS THAN 2 SECONDS) I duck down for cover as the bomb explodes her head

But all her bits still get all over me, and it's gross, and it stinks, and someone who was alive just a second ago is no longer alive. But I decide to not deal with any of that for a second.

The bomb's placement was weird though,, there were no other traps in the house, I checked after that happened, but the spot it hit her was right where I would have been walking to go see the guy. And I make note of that. Because I don't think the old guy or the old woman did that.

I contact my boss explain the situation to him, he tells me she planted it and to be careful because she is crazy and known to do wild things.

Which..COULD HAVE BEEN USEFUL INFORMATION B E F O R E I WAS SENT ALONE IN THE HOUSE. But whatever

But I respond, "But sir, she's dead?" And he hangs up the phone

And I'm like.. okay??

I still haven't met the old man, but a team of people dressed black military gear come in about 40 minutes and clean up the body (no GOC logo, no nothing. just blacked out) But I recognized some of them, so I knew they were GOC.

While I was waiting for them, I cleaned up the shit all over me, and luckily, it didn't seem like it was very noticeable on the clothes I was wearing.

I ask them who she was, and they inform me her name is Catherine

I shrug it off and it's time to meet the old man soon anyways. Still no information about him other than he's "an elderly person named [redacted] who might be able to help us." (I don't remember his name)

More people show up after the body is cleared out- mostly normal looking people?? Like civilian looking people maybe therapists or doctors or something like that??

But also, one of my coworkers showed up! Who I remember I really liked. Don't remember his name now though.

I go to sit with the old man, he's bald in a rocking chair, his eyes look mostly closed.

I feel extremely unqualified to do this for whatever reason.

My coworker that I like is sitting next to me and the old man (I remember him being so baby faced at that time)

And there is also a small crowd of people watching me.

I just start out with "Hello my name is [redacted]" (couldn't remember what I said)

"Are you Mr [also redacted]?" (couldn't remember what he said)

He makes a noise and grunts in response which I take as a yes

The group of people around me are talking to each other in excited whispers and smiling all big and shit and one of the guys in the military gear goes

"Alright, let's give the doctor some space back outta here come on"

And I think that's so suspicious I think they hyped me up to these people as some kind of miracle worker and I have no clue why.

Anyways we get to talking about normal shit

"Do you know where you are?" Silence

"Do you know what's going on"

He says "you're here to see me about" and he mumbles some shit that doesn't rlly make sense

And he starts talking about his wife "Where's Cathie,, I need her for" mumbles off

And I ask him "who's Cathie?" He says "my wife"

And I'm like ohhhh shit I just watched her head explode... but this old guy can not see how nervous I am so it doesn't matter

I said "Do you have any children?"

He starts to talk but then says "I..I cant" and he seems really stressed out by that question so I change topics immediately and go

"What about your wife, Catherine, do you remember your wedding?"

He doesn't respond

I look at my coworker, and he looks a little nervous and unsure.

At this point I realize this guy can't give me any information I can't ask him any questions that would be important to my boss.

My coworker leaves the room first and after a minute I follow him.

A guy dressed in military gear all black asks me "so?? Did you get anything?" And I responded "No, he's not able to answer my questions."

The guy in all black goes (his name might have been Robbie/Robert) "Not even a key??"

And I ask "a key?"

And he goes "you know! Dudes got some money around here somewhere,"

We're right next to a gun case that mostly has trinkets and hunting gear in it but there is also a key with a label and he says "or in here I'd love to get in here.."

And I decide to ignore his ass and walk past him to a different military guy and told him, "Hey he was unresponsive."

He nods and hands me a gun and tells me

"Okay. Go ahead and kill him then." (They used a nicer word than 'kill him', but I don't remember)

And I was SO nervous and caught off gaurd I said "w what??"

And they laugh at me and say "go on! Boss's orders" they hand me a sweat shirt and say "Hide it under here so he doesn't see you have it, I'll clear the guests out"

I'm so shaky at this point, and Im not sure why. The gun feels SO heavy in my hands. Even though it's just like a 9mm. I start walking away, trying to fumble the sweat shirt while walking, and fumbling to flip the safety off

Which they also. Laugh at me for not doing.

But I keep stalling. I'm so nervous, like "I-I don't know I"

It's not like I'd never had to kill someone before but this was just some old dude who seemed incredibly harmless.

And eventually they go "If you dont kill him we're gonna kill you."

And I'm like damn okay ig

So a guard comes with me to make sure I kill him and we open the door, and the dude is FROZEN solid.

Like a fucking ice cube he's got icecicles off him

And I'm like "WHAT. THE FUCK.'" and they are so casual and call it in and go "Oh well I guess he's neutralized, you got lucky."

He yells to the rest of the gaurd "Get this guy outta here before Cathrine takes the rest of him" and a bunch of people rush in and grab him by his chair and rush him out.

I'm just standing there. I'm hella confused and the whole day just seemed like a brain fuck.

Me and my coworker and I liked sat in the back seat of a vehicle and didn't say anything to each other the ride back to base.