#not really into 1piece

[itsarealdandy]

Coworkers: are you ok

Me: allergies (<- blud got up to ch 78 of one piece and started tearing up)

[end-orfino]

What the fuck??

[gummimn]

Chicago Road-trip Diary

{an old story it posted; the site seems to be offline, so it is reposting here} By gummimn.

Part 1: introductions and prologue.

I was really looking forward to the coming weekend. LatexIL and I had been chatting for quite some time about the chance of getting together for a weekend of some serious play. I had taken extra days off, so we’d have all day Friday, Saturday and Sunday to play; I didn’t have to leave until Monday afternoon. I still got hard just thinking about his profile entry.

“Latex, rubber, leather bondage: intense inescapable, short or long term. Can top, SM optional. Have equipment including sleepsacks, hoods and gags, lots of restraints, can have multiple guests in playroom at once. I like to travel too. Looking for hot safe bondage players who want it tight, inescapable, with headgear controlling sight, sound, speech and air…ESPECIALLY in head to toe latex/rubber. All holes plugged, tubed, and cath’d. Layers: leather over rubber; sacks over leather; sucked down in rac. Hobbies: rubber, catsuits, sleepsacks, straitjackets, vacrac, hoods, gags, and tight, effective restraints. Keeping bottoms tied up for as long as they like it; stored out of sight, out of mind. Favorite Quote: Maybe you need another layer of rubber and you definitely need those straps tightened up…”

Even after 12 years together, Peter still didn’t get the whole bondage/rubber/sense-dep SM scene. He did his fisting and watersports, played with guys who wanted bears, and loved me. Me? I did WS as well, but man, I wanted my rubber too. Waders, suits, sheaths front and back, hoods, gags, gasmask hoods, industrial gloves and rubber work boots; my rubber English riding boots to go with the Vex Chicago cop shirt and tight cod-piece jeans; the rubber BDU from Invincible; did I mention my home-made 1piece? It was a cross-country ski suit until I got my pervy hands and 3 quarts of liquid latex on it. Add some bondage: straitjackets, ropes, chains, restraints, collars, frames, racks, sacks, locks-and I’d be a happy pig. Leather? Oh hell yeah! I never got on my rocket without full gear: suit, boots, gloves and helmet…such a terrible thing; a gear pig required by his lover to wear gear just to go riding. Sucks to be me! My first piece of leather-a biker-hippie approved biker jacket; my knee-high Red Wing loggers-black laces for formal, white for play; leather jeans and cargoes; hoods, restraints-give me my Mr. S. 4 buckles any day; padded fist mitts; padded posture collar (Thanks again Mr. S!); padded sense-dep hood, the only connection to the outside world the grommet at my mouth. Gags-can I count the ways I like to be gagged? Yes, I can. Floggers and crops; pummeling and beating; yeah, I can take the pain, and make it a ticket to that place only a Dom and his sub can go when they’re in a scene: time stops, space expands, 2 souls commune without a spoken word-nirvana in a dungeon with pain and pleasure the mantra that lets them into the garden.

Peter doesn’t get it, but he doesn’t get in the way. One of the first “big talks” we had before living together had settled that. We discussed all the mundane things that will kill a relationship when times get tough. Times always get tough. One of you gets sick, or fired; or you see someone really hot who wants you too; the weather gets too hot or too cold. Crap happens. You work out the little details beforehand, you can get through them. So we talked. Monogamy got talked over as well: go out, have a good time, remember your heart stays at home, don’t bring home diseases. It had worked for 12 years; he had his kink or two, I had my laundry list of pervs; we shared each other and our hearts and our home.

So, I was off to a long weekend in Chicago. I’d shipped some gear ahead, but not much. LatexIL assured me that he had everything that was needed, and I wasn’t going out to the bars. So I sent on my favorite waders and boots, my favorite gags and the posture collar. The only gear in my saddlebags was a rainsuit-never leave home without it; my meds and toilet kit; and bottles of Boost for the trip down. He’d asked, and I’d readily agreed, to a liquid diet starting a couple of days before hand. No need to make a trip to interrupt the scene; the external cath would take care of the rest.

Peter and I had talked over breakfast; his bowl of cereal, my bottle of Boost. We confirmed I’d call when I got there and when I left Monday. He made sure once again that he had LatexIL’s phone and address. We clarified once again the secret code I’d use if I thought the scene was bad and I needed out. Peter can be a pain in the ass when it comes to crap like that. He’s mister “plan everything out, double check the plans, confirm the details, annoy the partner with more plans and details.” I’m a bit more impetuous and spontaneous, mister “hey, that sounds like fun! Let’s go!” He was off to work; I was off to get ready.

First on the list were a trim, then shower and douche. I got out the trimmer, and worked it over my head once again. The smallest guard left only bristly fuzz that felt soooo good to the touch. Latex had sent a liquid soap for me to use; it had an intense chemical scent, but it left my body as smooth and clean as a baby’s behind. The enema was quick; three days of liquids saw to that. I rinsed off the hair from the trim, soaped up and rinsed down. Brushed, flossed, dried off, time to get dressed.

Now was the make it or break it moment. LatexIL had sent me a really cool locking gag and a custom 1-piece suit. The gag was some sort of carbon-fiber head harness with a tube to connect to my CamelBack, and another to use as a straw for Boost on the trip down. Once I locked it over the suit, I had only one way out-I had to see Latex for the key. I took the suit, and admired it once again. Sheaths front and rear; socks with toes, gloves with grippy marks on the fingers, an attached hood the only way in; stretch the mouth wide, let it swallow me whole. It was fairly thick, but still thin enough to flex with me so I wouldn’t get fatigued on the ride. It had been cut like a SlickSuit so it would conform to my every curve. It would slide up crack of my ass so the sleeve behind could slide in with the plug I was going to wear, and stretch snug across my broad shoulders while hugging my small, slim waist. It would be my skin for the weekend, if I didn’t bug out and call the whole thing off.

I got out the lube, opened the suit, and started to pour it in. I started at the feet and worked it into the toes. Up the legs, into the crotch and over the sheaths hanging inside. Starting at the fingers, I lubed up the sleeves, then across the chest. I applied a very thin film to the back of my neck, and my lower face. I wanted the hood to slide on comfortably, but I didn’t want lube in my eyes when I started to sweat under my leathers. Now it was time to slide it on. Cold at first, it quickly warmed. My toes settled in their homes, and I slid it up my legs to my crotch. I worked my dick and nut into the sack and sheath, and then used the plug to seat the sheath in my ass. That old familiar feeling began to settle in-that horny tingle that started out on the skin and worked its way into my bones and took over my brain as I felt the rubber grip my legs and transform my skin. I pulled it up my chest, and worked my hands down the sleeves until they popped into the gloves. For a moment, I had to stop and stroke. Looking at myself in the mirror, I began to grope myself. The squeak of rubber on rubber tuned my senses to the feel of the latex as it became my skin; the warming rubber gave off that heady scent of latex and sweat and my own rubber body. I was lost in the smell and the sound and the sensation. It took all my strength to pull myself back from the edge; that would have to wait until LatexIL let me go over. I pulled the hood over my head, and smoothed the eyes and mouth into place. All that remained was the gag and the last of my freedom.

I looked at the rubberman staring out from the mirror. The light caught every curve and ripple and nook and cranny of my body under its shiny new skin. I felt up my cock, worked my nipples, pushed on the plug, pulled my nut. I could still call it off, jack off, and go for a ride. Or I could put the mouth-guard with its tubes onto my teeth, pull the strap around, and place the lock. I stood there for a long time, stroking my dick, holding the head harness. Finally, I took a deep breath and pushed the guard into my mouth. I worked my tongue around to make sure the tubes on the inside were properly seated between my back molars so I could work the bite valves for the tube that would be my drinking straw and the CamelBack connection. Looking myself in the face in the mirror, my blue eyes the only evidence of a human being within the latex man staring back at me, I pulled the straps to the back of my head…and closed the lock. Now I was in for it-he had the key and my only way out.

I stood there a while longer, worried and afraid about what I had gotten myself into; more horny and lust-demented than I had been in too long a time. My misgivings were too late now. I took one last stroke of my dick with a strong tug on my nut, and left the bathroom.

I went to the bedroom, sat down, and slipped prolyprop socks over my feet and UnderArmor glove liners over my hands. A thin silk balaclava was next; I made sure it rested on my chin so the tubes from the gag were out for use. I lifted the CoolMax liner off the bed. It was my summer salvation; it kept me dry enough in the heat I could wear my leathers in the worst of July and August. It gave my body a shield against the leathers, and kept my leathers clean and free of my sweat. The lightning bolt graphics swirling over the bodysuit gave me a shiver of power and desire as I looked it over, and took in its sweet scent. I slid into the open chest, pushed my feet down the legs, my hands through the sleeves tucked the balaclava under the neck and zipped it shut. My latex skin was now armored against the leathers to come.

It had been a sacrifice, but I now had the racing suit of my gear pig wet dreams. The A-stars SX-1. Asymmetrical chest zips, molded poly-therm armor melded onto the knees, elbows, and shoulders. The same molded poly-therm cast into an armored hump down my back to protect me from whiplash if I crashed and to guide the wind over me as I lay on top of my Daytona. A vivid sky blue, white accents, black woven stretch Kevlar in the crotch and down the arms, perfed almost like mesh, memory foam armor across my chest and abs and lower back. It looked hot, the brilliant blue contrasting with the bright sunshine yellow of the bike, meeting on my A-Star Super Tech boots of blue smashing against yellow fading to white at the toe of my boots. Next was my Arai-a white star on a blue field with gold trim. I slid the Foggy Respro over my rubber face without snagging it, made sure the tubes from the gag hung free, and cinched it snug. I reached inside my suit, grabbed the hose from my hydration pack and hooked it up to the left tube so I could drink as I rode. Last, but not least, my Icon Ti-Maxx longs: blue with bling; gold plated titanium on blue gloves, gray palms with gold studs on the heel of my palm, the wrist strap snugged, the gauntlet straps firmly closed together.

I took another look in the full-length mirror on the closet door. Under the leathers, my dick stretched further up my abs. Blue, gold, white and yellow-from head to toe; armor over my shoulders, across my elbows and down my forearms; more armor over my knees and down my shins; the armored aero-hump running down my spine; it was worth every bit of overtime. The mere sight of my skin-tight leathers alone would have gotten me off in a heartbeat if I weren’t under orders to wait. My wallet was safely under the seat, the saddlebags were packed and strapped, it was time for take-off. Sense-dep breath control head-trips, utter immobility and complete helplessness waited 7 hours away. I ran to the kitchen, grabbed my keys and locked the door behind me. In the garage, I threw my leg over and started the motor. The bike safely walked out of the garage, I did the door remote and tucked it in a saddlebag pocket. I closed the golden-blue mirrored shield, slipped it into vent-lock, and launched my rocket.

Part 2: my trip and arrival

I had gotten a semi-early start. Early enough to get there before rush hour in Chicagoland, late enough to be after the morning rush here in Minneapolis. I’d only have to stop for relief and Boost breaks, so I wasn’t worried about the time. Late May can still be a roll of the dice for weather. It can be the perfect warmth all day, and still drop to freezing after sundown. You can start out dry, and end up soaking wet. Lady Latex favored the bold. It was a perfect temp to be riding skinned in rubber and encased in armored leather. Just warm enough that a layer of sweat let the latex slide over my skin without binding or chafing, no more, no less. I took the freeway just long enough to get out of town, then took my exit, and got on the 2-lane. More fun, less dangerous than the interstate, it was my preferred way to make long rides. After all, you get twisties on 2-lane, not the interstate, and I do love to put a knee down; the sound, the feel of my puck skimming asphalt gets me almost as hard as the feel of rope wrapping around my body.

I felt every bump in the road through my plug. Each crack and ripple was transmitted from the plug to my prostate, transferred to my dick, and buzzed into my brain. Once I was safely alone, away from stoplights and stop signs, crosswalks and city speed zones, I knew I wouldn’t have to shift often, so I got into my cruising position. I lay down on the tank and tucked my boots up against the passenger pegs. To corner, I would simply shift to one side or the other; to shift, I would slip my left food down to the gear shift long enough to click it, then lift it back to the rear peg. My cock and nut and taint melted into the seat sending the motor’s hum directly to my heads, both of them. The memory foam padding on my chest absorbed bumps from the road, protecting me and allowing me to breath. The rocket merged with its pilot, the two became one, and the miles slid by.

It’s strange when you’re out on a bike. Even though a car’s air-filter doesn’t really filter out all the aromas from the air coming in, there is an exponential difference when riding. You can taste each scent as it comes: the cows in the pasture, the cottonwoods by the stream, the lilacs by the farmhouse. You see it, you smell it, you taste it all in the same instant. Combine that with the hum from the motor, the buzz from the tires, and the utter bliss of being out on your own magic carpet, and you can go into sensory overload. It’s like being high without the down or the expense of weed. It’s like being born again each and every second, the whole of your being a clean slate every moment. No past, no future, only now, forever and ever amen and amen. Sometimes you just have to stop, get off the rocket, and shake your head to clear out the joy and release the beauty. Then it’s back on the magic carpet and off to the horizon again. Four times I stopped; twice to fuel my Daytona, twice more to fuel the pilot as well. Before I knew it, I was on the outskirts of Chicagoland. Taking the two-lane meant I hadn’t had to worry about tolls, but it also meant I had to heed the directions from my Garmin to twist my way into the city. Even so, it was going to be perfectly timed. I’d arrive just after LatexIL got home, so he’d be there to open his garage and I could ride right in.

After that, my freedom so real and so perfect while on two wheels would be over. My freedom freely given and utterly taken would be transformed into complete slavery in total bondage. In my servitude, I would achieve a new bliss, a different joy, a deeper beauty. I could not wait to be utterly confined and perfectly helpless. The thought of the total freedom of the ride taken to become the utter submission of my captor’s bondage made me so hard and horny I could barely focus on the road ahead.

Finally, I arrived at the address I’d programmed into my digital map. As I rolled up to the brownstone, I saw the tuck-under garage left open for my entry. I settled my rocket into the berth gently; I don’t think any of the neighbors noticed. To them I was just another sport bike rider parking my toy for the night. I stood up stiffly, and stretched, then stood off my bike. The door from the garage to the house stood open, as he said it would be. I unstrapped the saddlebags, threw them over my shoulder, and entered, closing the door and my freedom behind me.

Part 3: the scene begins.

As I shut the door, I heard a voice behind me.

“Hello blue.”

The same deep voice I’d heard so often on our Skype chats, but wrong; it’s Bryce, not blue. Suddenly, my world shifted as my mind spun. Vertigo like from a harsh fever swept through me; even as I stepped away from the door, my body came to a complete stop. I swear, for a moment, I couldn’t even breathe as every muscle in my body froze. I tried to turn to face him; my chest didn’t shift an inch. I tried to turn my head; I stared straight ahead at the closed door. I tried to lift my hand to raise my face-shield; it hung stiffly at my side. I gave one last effort to try and see him in the corner of my sight; my eyes were fixed, looking at the peephole in the door. Even my dick froze in mid-twitch! Something inside my mind had hijacked my body; I was more subdued than I had ever been in any amount of rope, restraints or chains. My mind raced, What the fuck!? What just happened? What’s with that word? Why has it paralyzed me?

Minutes passed while I struggled to move any muscle in my body. Nothing shifted the least bit. Sweat broke out over the whole of my skin as I panicked. The only motion I had was my breathing; as the vertigo swept past, it had returned. Now I was sucking air like I’d run the quarter mile as I went into full flight mode. I should’ve been tearing out the door and onto the street, the way my mind was racing. Instead I was a leather and latex statue, an armored mannequin of flesh and bone. Finally, I heard him step up behind me.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to turn around and say hello?”

That same deep sexy voice, now laced with sarcasm and menace.

“Oh wait, that’s right, you can’t. I’ve said the magic word.”

Fuck, the vertigo, the frozen breath, the swirling in my mind, only stronger and deeper somehow.

“Blue, turn around and face the mirror.”

Before, I had struggled with all my might to turn and face him; now I willed every muscle, every fiber, every bone in my body to stay where I was. As paralyzed as my body was before, now it moved on its own; against my will, I turned around. Looking across the entryway, a small mudroom and laundry, there was a mirror on the far wall. Like I was on a leash, my body stepped forward, crossed the 4 paces to reach the mirror, and came to a complete stop. Not like I normally would stop, you know, slowing down as I approached, then bringing my rear foot forward to rest beside the front. No, my body strode across the room and STOPPED; I almost pitched forward into the wall it was so abrupt. If I had been scared before, this display nearly shut me down with terror.

As I came back to my body, my thoughts crashed around my skull, “What the Hell? What is in that word? Why can it move me, when I can’t move myself?”

He had followed me across the room. I could see him beside me as I stared straight ahead into the mirror. Even the normal movement of my eyes, back and forth, up and down, was frozen. I could only look straight ahead, eyes perfectly level, no left or right. If he had stepped even one step to the side, I would not be able to see him, because he would be out of my direct line of sight.

“Blue, examine your reflection in the mirror. Enable sub-routine Bryce to access optical sensors without security filter 421. Apply. Bryce, can you see everything?”

Damn, that voice of his; so strong, so commanding over Skype, was beyond strong, beyond commanding when in the same room. Even as I relaxed into his voice as I had so many times before, my mind swirled again, and my vision shifted. I stared; my breath caught in my throat. I could see everything.

“What the Fuck? There’s a padlock through the chinch rings on my chinstrap; where did it come from? When had it been put there? What the hell? Why is there zip ties cinched from my suit’s zipper pulls to the D-rings on my collar? What the Fuckity Fuck is a collar doing around my neck? What the Fuck is it made of? It looks like carbon fiber! Fuckity fuckity fuck fuck! There’s another one of those freaky zip-ties around each wrist, strapping my gloves to my arms! My Boots! There’s some sort of carbon fiber strap wrapped around the top of my boots! From the top of my instep to the top of the wedge-shaped shin-guard, there’s a fucking carbon fiber strap snugged around my boots! What the hell is going on here? Why am I locked into my leathers? Who did this to me? When!?!? What is in that word!? Why can’t I do anything unless he says blue!?”

I screamed-but it was only in my head; not a sound came out of my throat.

My eyes flickered back up from my boots to look at the face of the man beside me. The open inviting smile I had seen on cam was now a malevolent grin. He was obviously getting off on my terror and confusion. He was looking at me in the mirror as I was looking at him. Waiting for me to see everything there was to see in my reflection.

“Do you like what you see, Bryce?” His deep, strong voice could make my breath stop in my throat, even in my stark raving terror. Even in my stark raving terror, I did like what I saw. The vision in the mirror, a crotch-rocketeer locked in his leathers, gloves, boots and helmet, had me hard. If I was a leaker, I’d have been dripping; but I’m not. Instead, my dick tried to crawl up out of the codpiece and into my throat. I was trembling now not in fear, but in stark raving horniness. Carbon fiber straps shone like gloss black paint over my boot tops. Wide carbon fiber straps cinched my gloves to my arms, gloss black over matte blue and gray and shiny gold. A carbon fiber collar gleamed between the collar-less top of my racing suit and the bottom edge of my helmet. The shiny chrome of the D-rings were reflected on the collar, and made the strap connecting the suit zip to the D-ring seem like a glossy ribbon of black light. There were 2 tubes hanging from under my helmet; I could feel something in my nose, I realized it must be the tubes. I could see the top of a rubber suit rising from my leathers; I was now aware it continued as a hood. I was completely sealed in rubber, from head to toe. There was a tube sticking out from the top of my leathers that disappeared into my helmet; I could feel it was attached to the gag in my mouth, and it was leaking. I could feel a catheter in my dick; that must be what’s leaking. There was a MONSTER plug in my ass; I estimated at least a 3-inch diameter. Everything his profile promised had been delivered. Every opening was tubed, cath’d, gagged and plugged. I was so horny, so hard, so turned on, I was vibrating.

As I came back to earth, I wondered what had gone through people’s mind as they had seen me at the gas station. It was very obvious to anyone who looked that my suit was locked on me. The thought that I had ridden all the way to Chicago from Minneapolis in obvious bondage for everyone to see sent my mind into another horny tailspin and made my dick twitch. At least that muscle could now move on its own!

As my mind cleared, my eyes bore into the reflection of his. Not that he could see mine through the mirrored visor. But still, they did. The horniness had given way to terror had given way to rage.

“What the fuck have you done to me? Why can’t I move? When did I get locked in my gear? Who locked me up? What the HELL is going on? What’s in the word blue that it controls everything I do?”

All what I would have shouted, loud enough to crack the mirror in front of me... If I could have spoken... but there was that gag...

“You must be a bit confused.” “A Bit!?” “Would you like to know what happened?” “HELL yeah, I want to know what happened!” “Blue…Remember this morning.”

If my body hadn’t been stone cold paralyzed, I’d have collapsed to the floor as another wave of vertigo swept my mind. I remembered this morning; oh Hell, did I ever remember this morning.

Next: “Memories Light the Corners of My Mind….”

[wtfforged]

second fav 1piece character i know the first is zoro its ok

(TEARING MY SHIRT OFF) I LOVE USOPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hes so everything to me... he really makes the crew i dont think id like one piece as much if there was no usopp... hes so very funny and cute- all of his interactions with the rest of the crew is the best, and im a big fan of cowardly insecure characters like him. when i was first watching one piece he was actually my favorite for about 200 or so episodes? i think i was only really converted to the mold mindset after skypeia... I REALLY NEED TO DRAW USOPP MORE..!!

[convxction]

ooc. here we go. buckle up, guys. we are diving in. ofc all under read more because lots of pics and stuff. this post is only art thingies!!! lines for another post~ mwah hahaha

the first pic i appreciate the allusion to his famous pose by kozaki

but this allusion is a false one u know because this chrom is not the chrom you know. in a wise blond man's words 'FAKER!'. also it is funny that he got this new supposedly looking like a sword made out of grima's ...fang? horn idk man and yet the man keeps Falchion's sheath behind him. that swiggly thing wont fit into Falchion's sheath buddy.

now to the ... THE CAUSE of his death.

the pikachu lightning bolt he got is shown!!!!! this detail is important because again this was his cause of death in some parallel worlds, or crippling him in others. idk if they mean that this wound is never ever healing and it will forever be 'hurting' him.

there is an old hc post about plegia and all on my old mm blog [here] and i talked about plegia's name / the flower/ and how it looks like grima and

it feels like an overstretch to assume the crystal thingy on the sword is similar. i thought it might be but ...not really. maybe if i want to personally hc it and there is nothing wrong with that~

something that caught my attention this morning when i saw the art was his cape.

for me, it looks like a torn butterfly wing. and we know butterfly motif in awakening signifies going back in time to fix things--moving forward; hence the butterfly following lucina when she made the jump (and the butterfly following lonqu--ke'ri's soul helping him to move on??) remember chrom's resplendent cape?

something similar in the motif. chrom's cape tells you more about him in each alt imo. in his fell version it is just a broken butterfly that couldn't defy fate.

kinda wished for something cooler than just mark on his arm; something like the outsider mark on zeal's arm haha. like... idk the mark eroding the entire arm that bears naga's brand u know~ maybe i will hc that too~ CUZ IT FUCKING MAKES SENSE THAT TWO 'POWERS' WILL CLASH IN THE SAME BODY OK??? and since he is dead he is basically in grima's domain more than naga's right? so expect more of the fell brand affecting his arm.

the ripped part is honestly ... really ... lame. like the whole armor is so intact and yet you see this part only ripped. unless you count the mark of thoron is one and the ripped part is well, grima's way of mocking by ripping it off chrom's armor to in return mock naga that her favorite lad is in their hands now then...oke. or chrom himself ripping it off but i ...would've again imagined something would be done to it, like scratch marks, maybe *insert nami from 1piece scene and what she did to her own tattoo* u know???? but since i always take what they give us and do whatever the hell i want i say again his arm is all corrupted and naga's mark is damaged by scratches or whatever. break dance.

i thought it was familiar until i saw oscar's tweet. bless u iris prince number one. Kimihiko Fujisaka is doing all the glory works to preserve chrom even in his fell mode. god bless your soul. give that man a big beary hug.

how can a ded man still be seggst yes? the eyes chef kiss. thanks Fuji-san!!!! the hair~ OH WAIT I AHVE NOT CHECKED IMPORTANT THING...ZOOOOOOM ENHANCE

dang it fuji san... the eyebrows tho... tis fine. .... *taking points from the art because no cool eyebrows pinocchio nose*

again... chef kiss expression. personally, i feel like dead chrom would not ...feel pain u know? he ded. he wouldnt have much emotions right? but i dig that look. cool cool cool. love it.

also. WHY THE FUCK YOU COVER THAT PART HMMM? MEANS THAT THE INJURY IS SOMETHING OF A KEY ELEMENT TO HIS 'CORRUPTION' RIGHT? of all things he would protect, he protected the thoron injury. man is so brainwashed lmao.

look. the circular whatever vortex thingy around him. my brain was like hmm what does it mean??? then OK BUT AS I SAID TWO POWERS???? THAT WOULD'VE BEEN SICK IF THERE WAS LIKE A HINT OF NAGA IN THERE YES YES? chrom being the catalyst of both good and evil at the same time wahahahahaha.

overall the design is like ... 6.5 at best for me, personally. i just dont find 'red' chrom color no matter what. there was a reason why kozaki did not go for a red cape design for him initially and went with white so he does not be 'ike copy'. i get that they want 'fell' colors but there is some kind of irony in keeping the white but 'taint' it for more impact. like look at the cipher card RKC

the simple visual mistake you gonna make if you saw him from the back that he is chrom but once he turns viola thats not chrom my fried. that illusion that he is still him is what makes me like the lighter tone for RKC. it dos not try to SELL IT too hard that he is 'dead and dangerous' u know? simple things like the glowing dangerous and perhaps lifeless eyes, pale skin, corrupted falchion?? things that are 'clothes'. Grima didn't 'mmm lets give you a new look' when they turned him. like why bother??? it is honestly scarier to see someone somehow look the same but suddenly get the 'out for your life' treatment than someone who looks like they are out for your life u know? its just me. then again, like the design but too edgy to make him 'fell'. like ....idk man??? the colors just kind of made him ..unseen? can you really see 'Chrom'???? all i see blackish and red things and little of him. anyway anyway!!!!! i am still happy he is there. good. perhaps we can see kozaki in the future give his um... version🥺 👉👈 i know he said that he kind of found it challenging to draw chrom again for the legendary one but ... sobs..kozaki san know i love your chrom please. SAVE THE EYEBROWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aaaaaand thats it ??? oh wait. check the chibis!!!!!!!

tiny dead lad.

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I was wearing baggy clothes to hide my body, even after a few years of working out. My nutrition was off ⁣⁣

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You see ads on the internet from coaches claiming that will get you “fight club”shredded in 12/16 weeks… Sign me up for that!⁣⁣

What they “forget” to tell you is what it actually takes to get shredded and stay there.⁣

They all put before and after pics on a landing page, but would they put before and after after getting the first result in? ⁣

Everyone is great at helping you lose weight, but a few know about reverse dieting properly, overcoming metabolic adaptations, and they forget they work with humans… not robots.⁣

So here’s the reality.⁣

1️⃣ The leaner you get the harder it is to stay there long-term… especially if you don’t have the experience. Hormones are out of whack, craving hit you more often than not. There’s a point where you look competition ready but feel miserable.⁣

2️⃣ Start tracking your macros and calories DAILY! Not in cups/tbsp/tsp/1piece/1slice etc. GRAMS/OZ/ML ONLY, using a food scale an a tracking app like MyFitnessPal.⁣⁣

Most men, fail at step one, or some even get emotional and they quit all together, playing the victim game thereafter - “It’s genetics!”, “It runs in the family!” “I don’t have time!”. Bullshit of that nature.⁣

This skill gives you the awareness you need to make progress long-term.⁣

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3️⃣ You have to create and stay CONSISTENTLY IN A CALORIC DEFICIT! If your weight is not moving down. you’re not in a deficit. Period. A lot of guys get caught up in all sorts of BS arguments missing the point… caloric deficit! Not “cutting out carbs”, not “cutting out alcohol” or any other of that NONSENSE. If you don’t understand how to properly manage energy balance, you’re guessing!⁣

4️⃣ The longer you stay in a deficit and the leaner you get, the more frequent adjustments you might have to make, until you start seeing the shreds coming along. Most men have 0 idea of what that looks like.⁣⁣

5️⃣ Resistance training is a life-long commitment, f you want to keep the weight off and look ripped. Are you really willing to do that? Or it’s a one time photoshoot thing?⁣

6️⃣ Eating at restaurants what you used to, will also have to change once and for all. That’s the place where you can easily overeat calories, for yourself, and perhaps for some of your family members in one sitting 🤦‍♂️.⁣

7️⃣Ultimately, are you willing to completely let go of the person that got you overeight in the first place? And I mean forever! That means current eating habits, bs excuses, limiting beliefs around going to gym, limiting beliefs about your genetics, letting go of some lazy people in your circle? ⁣

Most men, stumble at step 1 or 2. I hope if you’re reading this, that’s not going to be you. ⁣

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The life goes by fast, you can live it in pitty, and all sorts of excuses, or you can take full. ownership, and do whatever it takes.⁣

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If that’s you, and you’re ready to break the pattern for good, we have a masterclass coming up in February where I’ll show you how to create a deficit, get the abs, reverse diet propely, and keep the abs.⁣

Comment masterclass below, and I’ll send you the registration link!

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u kno. im really glad im at a point where i have a group of friends that i can talk to about a lot of interests. mostly bc interacting with any fandom space is just utter hell until you can carve out a specific niche of people who are Not Actual Monsters. anyways this post was brought to you by having friends and being normal

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Back to 67.4kg bitches! I've noticed I cannot fast for long. But I can do 600kcal a day and still lose some weight so we cool.

Also have been eating 1piece of 70% chocolate daily and it's been helping my cravings so much. After I eat it I don't crave anything ❤️ (i really love the bitter taste and I don't want to ruin it by eating something else)

Starting my period tomorrow so I'll be hella bloated and craving crisps. But we cool. Imma go buy pickles today to kill that craving ✌️

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Aug 30 || A head out of the night (blog)

(images soon-)

on the bed, I just had some great thoughts, it was a memories of a vacation with my classmates from my Primary school grade 4th(I believe), once my floating thoughts finish, I acknowledge that today's a great and also a fun day........ I gotta had to write down today's a dairy. Since I stopped writing to my calendar ever since for 2 months straight.

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Today's a good morning, had some egg-pie for the breakfast (+1piece of spongecake), caught the time just at barely noon, well more like almost evening already. it's 2pm-ish.

I was pretty curious and somewhat lil' anxious for the night out, because it was soo long ago that I've stepped out for one bit, also with the wall of stand of MCO kept stayed on, there's really nothing I can do. Yet really.

For the day I started out with usual Twitch.tv .

When watching xQc today, with a certain amount time figuring out what's happening, I'm indeed smh that xQc skipped one of the round of Chess tournament. Which becomes the most amazing match ever in the tourmament history, a mate in 0 moves! What a smart figure right? (No it's very ashamed)

I already know that I'ma gonna get one of a new headset tonight, so I just use my regular Samsung headphones for the rest of the day.

I'm already got sick of the force pressurings from my current Bluetooth headset, been frustrated for the months,If you ever experienced with a Headset, you will know how they really felt like. So I "requested" for a new headset to get rid it.

So night's come, a bit late with my sis, mom, buy then we got on the car after all, man it's been soo long that I actually sit afront, and just get in the car makes me feel pure fresh feeling, and soft of exciting.

On the long way gone, we actually planned for the Streamboat Sunday dinner for the night! Which is wonderful foods we enjoyed and satisfied. It's somewhat quite underwhelming for me, consider the hot air from the hot pot, the freaky water drop unsteady from the vents, that spicy tomyam heats all up to my tummy.. it is so sick, but it doesn't effect our dinner. We had a great dinner. (oh and we took the eggs and yiman, and rm10 for the pudding from a pathetic kind child.)

well the time has com- oh shrt. I forgot to wear my MASK... GRHH... It was okay, everything is fine, time for choosing a headse- fuk.. every thing is Bluetooth connection... I'm sure there's a fitting version righ- sigh...

yeah that goes very well indeed no kapp

however thanksfully a employee has introduce some I didn't seem(I'm basically blind at that point lmao), when I realize.. the first one they showed... is literally my WANTED old Headset!? WAZAAA?! Ofc if you know me, Im not a big reactor especially infront of anybody.

Then they continue to ask if they can find a better ones for me, long story short-they did at the end. With some considering, and a thinkful advice from my mom. Even though the org price drops down 20% for us, I still refused to buy it.

First of all, the color, I don't like. Second That is not free adjustable.

But what I like is the function wires, it got many control that I haven't ever tried. (+the huge earbuds)

After all that, I still got back the first main headset that he first found, and I tested them to see if it fit- oh dang, it was very sweet woow, you have no idea how happy I am after wearing them for like the 5th tries.

Still, way before and after this, my fams also picked some interesting stuff, like a lighting bud where you can hang in anywhere, an actual airpod pog- nah I wish so, it is just rebranded copy paste earphone for android. and.. That's it all we got :)

returned home, hzhaaa- what a great night~

Time to actually test the inside out of the headset.... oh... oh no.. they work surprisingly so dang well!! I can't believe it too, they sounds just like my previous one does, I love it. I loved it soo much that I picked back my headset.

Tested on some music, some games like osu, csgo.

Man The taste never changed since last year. It's excellent.

and then, well... that goes for the night, it's Aug 31th.

It's our national day btw🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾 Medeka! :)

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[Bloopers?]

I only realized that this headset has only one wire cable.. which my PC needs two.. guess I was forgotten much peehhh xd

[butchlifeguard]

i did watch gear 5 dub debut yes im at sabaody we exist ‼️

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[kenbunshokus]

1piece replied to your post “it can’t be overstated how much i love pudding, if she doesn’t get to...”

well this is a contrast 2 the constant hate i see for her hahhaa

lmao its funny bc for all the noise the fandom makes claiming themselves to be ~progressive they sure have a really hard time supporting well-rounded female characters with well-fleshed storyline and motivations  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[kapput]

I’m really liking “WoW!” ♡ It just grows on me the more listen to it. The chorus is definitely like a brighter version of “Destiny”. The mv was also super cute and I loved the fact that there were obvious and hidden references to their past eras. Digipedi did a great job for this one!

Anyway, the whole album is A+++!!! Honestly, their discography just gets better and better each comeback. Thank you, Yoon Sang/1Piece!!!

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Sweet & Salty Chocolate-Covered Bacon

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Sweet & Salty Chocolate-Covered Bacon

Chocolate and bacon are two foods that most of us typically eat at completely different times of day. I had never thought of combining them until a reader mentioned eating it at a cooking school.

It sounded like a fun experiment to do with the kids (they are used to my crazy concoctions), and it was surprisingly REALLY good!

At first, our taste buds were confused. Was it sweet? Salty? Then came the second bite, and we were sold. From now on, forget healthy versions of pie or cake for birthdays. It will be chocolate-covered bacon around here!

How to Make Chocolate-Covered Bacon

This is certainly not an everyday recipe, but it makes an excellent and unusual treat for special occasions.

Making chocolate-covered bacon couldn’t be easier. Just cook the bacon and set it aside to cool. Next, melt the chocolate in a double boiler. If the chocolate is too thick for easy dipping, stir in a tablespoon or two of the bacon drippings to thin it out.

Then dip the bacon in the chocolate one piece at a time, shaking it a little to let the excess chocolate drip off. The technique that worked best for me was to hold onto one end of the bacon and use a spoon to scoop the chocolate over the bacon.

I used these semi-sweet chocolate chips for this recipe. I liked the combination of slightly sweet with the saltiness of the bacon. Feel free to use whatever chocolate you like though (or even homemade chocolate).

You could even make smaller, appetizer-sized chocolate-covered bacon. Just cut the cooked bacon strips into quarters before dipping in chocolate.

If you want to fancy your bacon up a little you can sprinkle it with chopped pistachios or drizzle it with a little melted cocoa butter. (Check out the photos in this article for more decorating inspiration.) Let it cool to set the chocolate and that’s all there is to it!

I know it sounds a little bizarre, but give it a try. It may just become a new favorite!

Chocolate-Covered Bacon Recipe

A surprisingly good mixture of breakfast and dessert, with the perfect balance of sweet and salty

Course Dessert

Cuisine American

Prep Time 10 minutes

Cook Time 20 minutes

Total Time 30 minutes

Servings 8 slices

Calories 236kcal

Author Katie Wells

Ingredients

Instructions

Cook the bacon and set aside on a paper towel lined plate.

Melt the chocolate in a double boiler, stirring occasionally until melted.

If the chocolate seems to be too thick for easy dipping, stir in 1 tablespoon of coconut oil or bacon drippings to thin it out.

Hold onto one end of a strip of bacon and coat in chocolate, using a spoon to scoop the chocolate over the bacon if necessary.

Gently shake the bacon to allow the excess chocolate to drip off.

Place the chocolate covered bacon on a wax paper lined baking sheet and repeat until all the bacon strips are dipped.

Drizzle with melted cocoa butter or sprinkle with chopped pistachios if desired.

Put in the refrigerator until the chocolate hardens and enjoy.

Notes

If there are any leftovers store them in a sealed container in the refrigerator.

Nutrition

Serving: 1piece | Calories: 236kcal | Carbohydrates: 12g | Protein: 4g | Fat: 19g | Saturated Fat: 9g | Cholesterol: 15mg | Sodium: 147mg | Potassium: 171mg | Fiber: 1g | Sugar: 8g | Vitamin A: 0.4% | Calcium: 1.4% | Iron: 8.4%

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Belmont Hotel Manila Newport Boulevard, Newport City Pasay City, 1309 Runway Manila – walking distance Resorts World Mall – walking distance Newport Mall – walking distance Newport Performing Arts Theater – walking distance House Manila Bar – walking distance NAIA Terminal 3 – 1 km NAIA Terminal 4 – 3.1 km NAIA Terminal 1 – 5.5 km NAIA Terminal 2 – 5.6 km This is my first time to visit and spend time at Belmont Hotel. Excited ako, kasi di naman ako mayaman para mag overnight sa mga hotel 😂 First hotel na nakapag overnight ako is Crown Legacy Hotel at Baguio City during my JEBC Congress way back 2014 Then ito na yung sumunod 😁 thanks kay Ate and Kuya sa pag sama ng kanilang bunso 😘 So ayun after my niece birthday party at UN, Manila. We have a Gift Certificate for 24hours staying at Belmont Hotel. (Thank you for sponsor of that GC 💕) It was nice, pag pasok palang yung mga guard and staff they really welcoming people with a smile. Ang daming foreign, iba't ibang lahi, may American, Korean, Chinese & Italian. So first time namin dito, we didn't know na pag sumakay pala ng Elevator we need to tap our key card then press the number of our desire floor tsaka palang sya mag ooperate (HAHAHA 😂 sorry wala kasi kaming elevator sa bahay eh) So nakarating na kami sa room 3019. Since our Key card is having a duplicate? Yung isa for electricity ng room, may sarili syang lalagyan, sayang nga di ko napicturan eh. Then the another one ofcourse for key purposes. Pag pasok namin ng room, malinis naman may 2beds. HAHAHA pero nakakatawa talaga yung Shower room eh, salamin besh, kitang kita yung naliligo from shower room dun sa bed room 😂 pang honey moon ata yung room na naibigay samin 😂 pero pwede namang takpan. 7pm we decided na mag swimming, so umakyat kami from the 3rd floor we take an elevator up to 10th floor but the swimming pool is located at 11th floor. Pero yung elevator hanggang 10th floor lang, kaya nag daan kami sa fire exit, may arrow naman kaya di kami naligaw. So ayun pag akyat namin mejo madaming tao. And may mga foreign. Pinag titinginan ako HAHAHA siguro kasi naka t-shirt and shorts lang ako, samantalang yung ibang babae naka swim suit talaga 2piece, 1piece ganurn 😂 Yung pool hanggang 3-5ft lang, kasi hanggang ilalim lang ng baba ko eh, mejo malamig gabi na kasi and rooftop kasi sya. May maliit na stage din siguro may live band dun, and yung pool may lights parang party pool. Then ayun nag jacuzzi din kami sobrang init, umuusok pa nga eh, pero relaxing sobra.. hahaha nakakahiya mag picture sa jacuzzi kasi kitang kita yung mga naka swim suit na babae 😂😂😂 Then after 30mins we decided na bumalik na sa room namin sobrang lamig HAHAHA naka bath robe pa kami nun ah. Pati sa room ang lamig, HAHAHA, then naligo nako. And nahiga, sobrang comfortable nung bed, ang lambot, pati yung comforter mejo heavy so feeling mo may unan nadin na nakadagan sayo. Sarap HAHAHA 😂 Nakatulog nako, then 12nn mag checheck out na kami. 😊 Nakakabitin, pero magandang experience for me na nakapunta ko dun 😁 Username & Password ng wifi nila: belmont For more info. you can visit their website: www.belmonthotelmanila.com