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Bus stop pt.4

Adam Faulkner-Stanheight x F!reader

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Includes: fluff, angst

Summary: Adam and y/n establish their relationship, but trouble ensues after a while of dating

Adam woke up early the next morning, his bedsheets were pulled over y/n sleeping soundly next to him as the sun crept in through the window and gently caressed them both. If the figure sleeping next to him wasn't enough to make him really believe that last night happened, then the evidence of the night before strewn across the floor in the form of clothes and an empty whiskey bottle would hammer the point home. Adam let a shuddered breath escape his lips, the moment was so perfect and fragile, he felt as though even breathing too loud could shatter it.

Adam hadn't really had any perfect moments in his life before, the closest he could think of was when he was five years old, his rascal of a best friend at the time, Scott, had pushed him off his bike and he'd run home crying to his mother. She had cleaned the scrape on his knee, kissed his forehead and told him how brave he was. Of course, that moment was sullied by his angry father smacking the back of his head and telling him to man up. A Ray of hope snubbed out by an evil man.

History had repeated itself for Adam in the jigsaw trap, when he had thought he'd found a friend in Lawrence. The comforting thought of a trustworthy companion coming back to save him, quickly replaced with John kramer himself, and the loss of all hope.

As much as Adam was enjoying this blissful moment in bed next to y/n, his heart raced. It seemed as though whenever he had something good in his life, something immediately came along to ruin it. He wished he could take this moment and bottle it, perhaps turn it into a scented candle or even better, inject it into his veins. He was so so desperate for this to never end.

Y/n stirred slightly in her sleep, rolling over and curling into a ball next to Adam's chest mumbling something that didn't matter. He pulled the duvet over her shoulder and wrapped his arm around her, before going back to sleep himself.

At around noon Adam woke once again, to the sweet sensation of a kiss on his cheek.

"Morning, handsome" a sleepy voice whispered from beside him. Adam peeled his eyes open gradually, before looking at y/n. Her hair was beautifully tousled and her eyes soft and dreamy, it was clear she hadn't been up for long either.

"Morning" he mumbled back with a smile.

"So what exactly is the protocol for something like this? You know, after last night" y/n asked, casually resting her head on Adam's chest.

"Protocol...?" Adam squinted his eyes

"You know, on a scale of "why are you still in my apartment" to "Let's stay in bed and cuddle all day" where exactly do I stand?" Y/n asked with a giggle.

"Hmmm... I gotta admit, the latter does sound pretty good" Adam chuckled, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head.

Adam and y/n never had the big "will you be my girlfriend" moment that most couples do, it just sort of happened. From that day onward it went without saying that they were in a relationship. The two of them would often frequent eachother's apartments, just to play house with eachother. Y/n would cook and Adam would do the dishes, Adam would take their clothes to the laundrette and y/n would fold and put them away. They filed the holes in eachother's lives perfectly.

Adam would often make reference to an article he once read about tarantulas and frogs living together in the amazon. The tarantula provided shelter and food for the frog, whilst the frog would protect the tarantula's eggs. He always thought that his and y/n's relationship was a bit like that, they both needed eachother and both helped eachother wherever they could. Y/n found this analogy cute, but was less keen when Adam called her his "little frog". In his defence, he really was trying to be romantic, he just wasn't very good at pet names and the like. It got a good laugh out of y/n though, and so whenever she needed cheering up, Adam would call her that stupid nickname until she cracked a smile.

For a while, everything was perfect, but as the months went by, the honeymoon phase began to wear off, and the couple had their first fight.

It was an evening in march, y/n had been preparing dinner in her apartment and waiting for Adam to come over after work. He'd quit his job as a stalker-for-hire and gotten some work at a small photography firm. The pay was okay, and the hours were decent- and it was far less dangerous- but Adam was no longer his own boss. He hated being spoken down to, and his new boss did just that. Of course, his boss knew exactly who Adam was from the news, and thought himself something of a mother Teresa for taking such a "troubled young man" in and giving him a job- and oh boy did he make sure Adam remembered that.

"There aren't many employers who'd take someone like you, you know. You're very lucky to have this job" he'd remind Adam whenever he slipped up.

On this particular day, Adam had spilled something in the redroom and damaged a few shots from a child's birthday party. It was nothing serious, and the images could be mostly cleaned up, but of course Adam was treated far more harshly that anyone else would have been. A slew of insults and colourful language was directed towards him, including several "I don't even know why I hired you"s and the odd "You're absolutely useless, Stangheight" thrown in here and there. It was safe to say that Adam was in a fairly sour mood when he finally finished work and headed to y/n's apartment.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Y/n asked as Adam arrived and threw himself down on her sofa. No kiss, no "Good evening," not even eye contact.

He sat down rubbing his forehead angrily.

"Adam, honey? Tell me what happened" she said, sitting next to him and trying to take his hand, which he quickly pulled away.

"I'm fine, work was just a real pain in the ass today" he grumbled.

"Let me fix you a drink, and we can work this out over dinner" she said, her voice nurturing and kind.

Y/n returned from the kitchen about 30 seconds later, and placed a glass of wine on the coffee table in front of Adam, who still hadn't looked up.

"Dinner just needs a little while longer. Is there anything I can do to help in the meantime?"

Adam shook his head, like a sulking child.

"Adam, please talk to me. We can't fix whatever's troubling you if you don't talk" she insisted.

Y/n was being perfectly reasonable, but to Adam, who had heard nothing but beratement and orders all day, just interpreted "Please talk to me" as yet another order.

"Oh my god y/n, just leave it!" He snapped,  "you don't need to try and fix everything, I'm a grown man for Christ's sake. Stop talking to me like I'm a child."

Y/n was hurt, but he wasn't one to sit there and let a man see him cry, so he fought back.

"Don't you talk to me like that, in my own home as well? What the fuck is up with you?" She bit.

"I'll talk however the fuck I want to"

"Not in this apartment you won't"

"Fine" Adam stood up

"Fine!" Y/n watched as Adam stomped over to the door, and left,  slamming it hard behind him.

Now that she was alone, y/n finally felt safe to cry. She pulled the food out of the oven and set it on the side, no longer feeling hungry, and brought the bottle of wine over to the sofa from the kitchen. She drank Adam's untouched glass and then poured herself a refill. For about an hour, she sat crying softly and watching some mundane sitcom, trying to distract herself. Adam was stressed, stressed people snap, that's understandable. She attempted to rationalise with herself, she'd call him tomorrow they'd talk it through, and Adam would apologise. But she felt little comfort.

Just when she thought about turning in for the night, she heard a knock at the door. Before she opened it, she noticed a little piece of paper sticking through the gap under her door. It was a piece of card folded in half. In the front was a little sketch of a tarantula and a frog holding hands, and inside, written in scruffy handwriting was a note.

Tarantulas have a nasty bite, but they should never bite their frogs. I'm sorry I shouted, I shouldn't have taken my work stress out on you. I love you so much, please forgive me?

-Adam

Y/n wiped a tear from her eye and slowly pulled the door open. There, Adam stood with his hands in his pockets and his head hung.

"I'm sorry, froggy" he said timidly.

Y/n wrapped her arms around Adam and pulled him in for the tightest hug she'd ever given.

"Forgiven" she whispered in his ear.

"D'ya think we could maybe restart the evening?" Adam asked, smiling awkwardly.

Y/n pulled him by the hand into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

"I think that can be arranged" she smiled.

A/n thank you so much for great response I've had to this story!! My ego is really enjoying being watered and fed for once teehee<3

Comment to be tagged in part 5

Requests are open! I'm looking to write some Adam one shots, so definitely ask if you have any ideas! Check my pinned post for details and masterlist <3

[hooked-on-elvis]

"Long Legged Girl (With the Short Dress On)" (1966-1967)

Recorded on June 29, 1966 at MGM Soundstage, Hollywood · Released as Single on April, 1967 and on the Soundtrack album Double Trouble on June, 1967.

MUSICIANS Guitar: Scotty Moore, Tiny Timbrell. Harmonica & Guitar: Charlie McCoy. Bass: Bob Moore. Drums: D.J. Fontana, Buddy Harman. Piano: Floyd Cramer. Steel Guitar: Pete Drake. Saxophone: Boots Randolph. Trombone: Richard Noel. Vocals: The Jordanaires. OVERDUBS, Guitar: Mike Deasy. Bass: Jerry Scheff. Drums: Toxey Sewell. Saxophone: Michael Henderson, Butch Parker.

Elvis as Guy Lambert in Double Trouble (1967).

RECORDING SESSION Soundtrack Sessions for MGM’s Double Trouble June 28-29, 1966 (7PM–12AM; 1–3AM): Radio Recorders and MGM Studios Recording Stage, Hollywood. Ever since the frustrating exercise of making the music for his first two movies, Love Me Tender and Loving You, Elvis had insisted on doing his soundtrack recording in a regular studio setting, not on a large, impersonal sound stage where he felt he couldn’t perform at his best. Disgusted with yet another round of lackluster material provided by his own publishing companies, Elvis showed up late at Radio Recorders for the Double Trouble sessions; but this time the result was that MGM studio executives moved the next night’s sessions to their own sound stage, saving money for themselves and for the film’s eventual bottom line (in which Elvis and the Colonel too had a share). Elvis had long since learned from Colonel Tom to be mindful of his obligations, and he raised no explicit objections—but he could not have been pleased when he heard the sound of the recordings they were making. The soundstage had all the presence of a giant tin can. Poor miking and generally sloppy engineering produced a sound that might have worked for mono cinema playback, but scarcely for the work of a major recording artist. (...) The session concluded with the rerecording of a single with a title as long as the song was short — “Long Legged Girl (With A Short Dress On),” which ran, mercifully, for one minute, twenty-seven seconds. Excerpt: "Elvis Presley, A Life in Music: The Complete Recording Sessions" by Ernst Jorgensen. Foreword by Peter Guralnick (1998)

RELEASE On April 28, 1967 "Long Legged Girl (With the Short Dress On)" was released as A-Side Single (backed with "That’s Someone You Never Forget", which had originally appeared on 1962’s Pot Luck; ref. 47-9115) by Elvis Presley with the Jordanaires. A couple of months later, in June 1967, it came out on the Soundtrack album Double Trouble (ref. RD-7892).

LYRICS — "Long Legged Girl (With the Short Dress On)" Songwriters: John Leslie McFarland/Winfield Scott All right I've been thumbing rides, travelling light Walking streets 'til past midnight Tramping roads, trails, and lanes Scaling cliffs, fields, and plains Searching 'til the early dawn For that long-legged girl with the short dress on Riding trucks, bikes, and skis Sailing lakes and brooks and seas Driving wagons, cars, and jeeps Walking stilts in ten foot leaps Searching 'til the early dawn For that long-legged girl with the short dress on And everywhere I go, she's been and gone She's fine (she's fine) It's just too bad she's the travelling kind So fine (so fine) I just can't rest 'til I make her mine I've been from Maine to Tennessee Mexico and Waikiki Rain or shine, sleet or snow Searching high, then I'm searching low Everything depends upon For that long-legged girl with the short dress on She's fine (she's fine) It's just too bad she's the travelling kind So fine (so fine) I just can't rest 'til I make her mine Well, I've been from Maine to Tennessee Mexico and Waikiki Rain or shine, sleet or snow I'm searching high, well, I'm searching low 'Cause everything depends upon For that long-legged girl with the short dress on The long-legged girl with the short dress on

Elvis performing "Long Legged Girl (With The Short Dress On) in scene from Double Trouble (1967).

[istherewifiinhell]

okayyyy also. tagged by @joelletwo for 5 topics i could talk about for an hour with no prep.

now. two things. 1. i have infernal podcast dude energy and could say a lot about nothing. weird trait to have if u dont like talking to people? hard to say. 2. GESTURES AT BLOG. im ALREADY. talking at length abt my beloved shit. so im just ruling out turtles, alien robots, trek, etcetcetc all the shit thats been a main blog topic for the last past. 4 years?

I'm gonna say.... western voice actors? not that i could really. Give a lecture so much as. I'm way more familiar with them that than I am live action actors. And I'm kinda just CONSTANTLY like. Oh you know so and so from every cartoon youve ever fucking seen? And FEEL a real. gap. with people when they dont have a same reference point. probably like how ppl feel with me when i dont know their acting guys jhadbgjfga. Like u can name 5 VAs from ur childhood cartoons/animated movies right? And personal interest like, hey btw u know like the entire cast of tng was in disneys gargoyles? U know keith david can SING? And diego luna? Hey you know about Canadian actors who are in all the dubs and video games and yeah cheap shit? You know Scott McNeil right? You know Ian James Corlett? You know. THE IAN. of being Ian. Hello. is this thing still on?

I really like and care about the topics of education, children's rights and pedagogy? Not academically so much as, personal interest. What seeing very clearly that there was a lot of arbitrary rules that involved things like. The Government. and Systems. as a child does to a motherfucker I guess? I'm always INTERESTED in a discussion about it, is how i mean I guess. Like focuses of multiple intelligence and "applied knowledge" (and short comings there of). I mean long and short of it. Kids are full human beings and until u can grapple with that their feelings and opinions um. Actually matter. I hate you? jdhbgjhdb. And Naturally the world being good for kids has the prerequisite of it not sucking ass for adults too....

UHhhh guh. User design/civil engineering? You'll hear it from me until the day I die, crushed under the tires of a ford f1 giga truck with the LED 20million watt bulbs. PROTECTED BIKE LANES. for the love of god. I just know a lot of designers I guess and like engineering, conceptually. But like, u know that famous bridge everyone crashes into. If theres 80million warning signs and people are still crashing... maybe theres. other factors. Or you know ofc like, traffic planning, vehicle accidents, structural disasters. A lot of them are not just. Things happening. Tragedies. There's politics there. Usually a lot of Money stuff. and structural racism. The real reason your fridge is full is that there's a bunch of half empty condiment jars hiding all your forgotten left overs. And widening the roads isnt gonna do shit for traffic.

Jackass entry: Themes and motifs of anyyytthing ive watched with another person or saw, and like they also know it. I realllly like, visual theming and narrative shorthands. Anything that breaks like, maybe people in this setting dont have the same customs, but their gonna do something so you the audience can recognize it. Non literal/accurate use of colour and lighting, for mood and clarity. Breaking the physical shape and scale of things so they can appear and be readable on screen. COSTUMING COSTUMING COSTUMING. A well styled character can do soooo much for your understanding of a work, especially with large casts, and a poorly styled one can take me right out. Well. anyway. yes i love animation u all knew that.

uhhhhh Thatgamecompany/giantsquids studio. im giving myself a free space. lol technically I DO. blog about this. the music. at least. BUT beloved. games. Me and everyone else I guess. Hey speaking of u know its laura bailey and troy baker as the voices in the pathless? And you know how a lot of the games have themes of coming into being/growing/rebirth. And LOTS of environmentalism. And implied cultural world building, and wordless stories. and beautiful metaphor rich otherworldly visuals. and gameplay styles that really connect with the emotional story their going for. and ofc, the music. oh the leit motifs. well. there u go. sword of the sea when?

tagginggg. uh did anyone get @deadgrantaires or @army-of-bee-assassins yet? anyone elseeee who wants to regale me with things they knowww about. id love to know.

[dual-fantasy]

So much. Yes. the babyfication of mike(& the rest of the system to an extent) cause hes nervous sometimes and mentally ill makes me so mad. hes a bit of a dick and its okay. let him be a dick. he deserves it. let him be awful and gritty. scike ultimately would fail because of how much they just dont love each other. they end it on awful terms. anytime they're near each other they end up getting in a fistfight. mike kicks his ass every time. he'd have to be physically dragged off scott if anyone cared enough to stop him. jo cheers him on. people only get in the way of it when they realize scott might actually Die and even then its just a suggestion. Also, bit of an unpopular opinion in the fandom but I don't like zoke. I think they'd be friends after the show but they wouldn't date. mike grew a backbone after the show as well. he got cooler i reckon. its the mental illness though he stopped going to therapy after roti(also. i want to talk about how people completely forget that he actively sees a psychiatrist?? he is fucked in the head stop ignoring it) and somewhere through dating scott he just Stops Giving A Shit. he contracted scotts shark rabies or whatever and it made him evil. but its okay cause its mike. let him be evil. he deserves it. let him be mean to people. scike are absolutely awful for each other. their ''relationship'' is messy at most. nobody knows how they started dating it just happened one day. they yell at each other in the furniture displays at big stores and make everyone uncomfortable. they cant hang out together around anyone else cause 30 minutes in they get mad at each other and ruin the mood. actually the fandom interpretation of mike pisses me off so much. he is not a dainty little twink he has abs. that isnt just vitos italian superstrength(funniest fucking thing to me) or whatever hes strong as hell. let him beat someone up. let him be mean. he pushed scott into shark infested waters. he was a stupid boy in love with a pretty girl but hes also a dick. it means so much to me. hes an awful person sometimes and he absolutely deserves to be. half of the total drama fandom can not comprehend a mentally ill guy having complexities that make him a kind of bad person. hes a dog motif in a guard dog way. his bites worse then his bark. i do not frown on him being horrible i think he should be like that more. make mike mean twenty twenty four. td fandoms displayed him in such a horrific way i have to level the scales by making him the horrible person he deserves to be. not even in an angsty way he isn't sad and miserable. he should just be allowed to fuck scott up a lot. let him break some noses. I saw a post about brick and mike(no idea what the ship name is. bike ????) and i think they should be allowed to kiss just a little bit. brick frowns on him getting in fights but he isn't gonna stop it. scott deserves to get beaten up a little. mikes stupid and in love with brick though. tying into the guard dog motif. he comes home soaked in blood(probably scotts. none of its his own) and makes brick dinner cause hes actually the best boyfriend ever. just not to scott. theres no scike happy ending they dont become friends or learn to tolerate each other theyre forever bitter and hateful Grave Dog. i wrote this all in one sitting in 2 minutes i hope its somewhat comprehensible

YOU'RE SO REAL the fanon interpretation of mike actually drives me mad. like fucking insane. I hate it. I think the issue is that people don't want actual mental health representation they want the perks that come with being able to say he's mentally ill without actually having to see what mental illness is. they would rather die than realise nuances in his character. and your right the system has also had this happen but to a lesser extent. I like the fanon system more but only in the way that it's actually researched. in every other way it sucks. Ive seen it happen a lot with svetlana too. Its the obsession with easy troupes and simple characters that are easier to portray. they want characters to be more palletable so they erase their real character for the simplicity. it's bad

I think scike is literally never going to work out. it's always bad and it never improves and they're so terrible. they would never say they'll love eachother but they'll spend every waking moment imagining ways to destroy eachother. it's so bad and so good. mike is actually fucking killing Scott at one point. like his face is three hits from caving in. the only person to bother with helping him is brick because of "moral codes" or something. Cameron also wanted to help but he would get killed like. immediately. not even intentionally he would just get hit and crumple and die. everyone else is cheering them on tho. Anne Maria and B made a betting pool. lightning and dawn are announcing everything that happens like sports commentators.

I do not like zoke either because I don't like the way that Zoey was handled in canon. I think they should've made her weirder. she cannot be the "weird small town loser" if her only weird personality trait is a flower in her hair. she shouldve collected bones and made them into jewellery. they're friends but I can't see them dating. he stops caring after the show (and the reset button doesn't work!! it does not fucking work!! the system is still there!!) and decides to just be terrible. making up for the fanon bullshit my making him worse you're right.

and the Italian superstrength is easily one of the funniest explanations I've ever seen. in anything. Vito doesn't have fucking superpowers y'all mike is strong. he canonically does kickboxing!!! and is very passionate it!!! the show makes a point out of it!!! and also he can do everything that Svetlana can. even if he doesn't have the form or the practice in order to actually do it he could still theoretically do it. because Svetlana can only do what their body allows. mike is fucking jacked and incredibly strong he's just skinny. his ass is NOT a twink you all just hate nuances! he needs to beat up people. he needs to be worse. he needs to be terrible and horrible and cruel

and the guard dog motif is soooo good. weapon that's only used in necessity. bites not for enjoyment but for protection. able to fight but has the morality to restrain himself. he should be allowed to go crazy though. pleaseeee pretty please can he go crazy and silly and insane and violent. you're so real about brick and Mike I think they would be cute.

also DW I write all my posts in 2 minutes too that's why they're all incomprehensible

[scribeoffate]

10 for liam/mason ?

Thank you for the prompt! Edited to scott/liam/mason with the prompter's blessing 10. “This is going badly, isn’t it?” "This is going badly, isn't it?" Liam says, looking between Scott and Mason. His hair is plastered to his heart, and rain drips down his chin.

It's hard not to think that he looks like a drowned puppy.

Scott figures from Mason's face that he doesn't look much better.

"What gives you that idea?" Scott asks. Technically they've made it to the motorcycle show. "It's just a little rain."

A gust of wind sends Mason stumbling into Liam just to prove Scott's point. Most of the people showing their bikes are hurrying to store them and find shelter. "We need to get to shelter," Mason shouts. Scott nods and grabs Liam's hand, Liam grabs Mason's, and they find their way to the basement of the store hosting the event, along with a crush of humans. The wind has picked up, and between that, the murmur of the crowd and the tornado sirens blaring, it takes Scott a second to scale his hearing down. He looks immediately at Liam after he's gotten himself under control.

Mason has an arm wrapped around his shoulder and is holding his hand with his other arm in their laps. Liam's eyes are glazed over, but not yellow. Scott breathes. Situates himself to sit on Liam's other side.

"You okay?" Scott asks.

Liam nods. "Yeah. Sorry."

"For what?" Mason answers.

"I just wanted to... I thought it would be fun to come here." "Hey, Scott," Mason says, "did you know Liam was psychic? Can totally tell when tornadoes are gonna happen. That's so cool." Scott can't help but smile at how earnest Mason makes it sound. Liam laughs, too.

"We'll see the bikes," Scott assures him, taking his other hand and running his thumb along Liam's wrist. "But this is kinda nice, too, right?"

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[scottyphq]

📲 queen lizzie 👑

scott: on the scale of 0-10 how sad would you be if i just left? scott: just ride off into the sunset on my bike and never looked back scott: cause that's what i'm feeling right now

@lizziejhq

[the-boy-king-rp-multi]

He'd ended up back in new york after isolating from everyone for some time now. Had it been days, weeks? He didn't know. After adjusting with Wade for awhile, he'd gone back to his roots, gotten a job as a lumberjack. As the months progressed he'd built himself a nice cabin in the woods away from everything, to get away when things got too much. And now- Now he found himself drawn to the one place he'd been avoiding so hard..

Xaviers.

He knew their logan was gone, and he wouldn't dare try to be him- But.. he had to see them, at least once. He parked his bike quietly outside the gates, out of sight before he scaled the iron fence, landing with a grunt. He snuck into the dark mansion out of sight, creaking quietly through the halls. He sat quietly with a sleeping Rogue, for awhile- Just watching her sleep. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, blinking away tears before he went to the next room.. Where he saw Scott and Jean, sleeping together. It brought a bittersweet smile to him, and he watched them awhile.. brushing a kiss against her mouth before he slipped out. When he heard footsteps, he panicked and jumped, using his claws to stick to the ceiling, holding his breath in the hopes of not being seen.

[muyactual]

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El vestido es una obra de arte que explora la relación entre la mente humana y la moda, y que muestra las posibilidades de la neurotecnología aplicada al diseño. Fue creado por la diseñadora Anouk Wipprecht en colaboración con el Instituto de Circuitos Integrados de la Universidad Johannes Kepler y la empresa g.tec medical engineering GmbH. El vestido se presentó por primera vez en el Festival Ars Electronica en 2020. Kevin Scott Monowheel Bike: Es una motocicleta de una sola rueda que puede alcanzar velocidades impresionantes y ha batido varios récords mundiales. Un monowheel es una rueda grande que gira alrededor de una pista, dentro de la cual se alojan el motor y el conductor. El conductor tiene que controlar el vehículo usando un cuidadoso control del acelerador y un perfecto equilibrio. El equipo británico de monowheel, formado por cuatro ingenieros, construyó el monowheel WarHorse, con el que Kevin Scott logró una velocidad asombrosa de 98,464 kilómetros por hora en el aeródromo de Elvington, en North Yorkshire, Reino Unido. Este récord se registró en el libro Guinness World Records 2017 como la motocicleta monowheel más rápida del mundo. Más tarde, el equipo mejoró su récord con el monowheel Trojan, que alcanzó los 115,87 kilómetros por hora en 2019. También establecieron el primer récord mundial eléctrico con el monowheel WarHorse-E, que llegó a los 94,95 kilómetros por hora en 2020. Paper-thin solar cell: Es una tecnología innovadora que permite convertir cualquier superficie en una fuente de energía solar. Estas células solares son muy delgadas, flexibles, duraderas y ligeras, y se pueden pegar a un tejido resistente que facilita su instalación y transporte. Las células solares de papel tienen solo una centésima parte del peso de las células convencionales y producen unas 18 veces más potencia por kilogramo. Se fabrican a partir de tintas semiconductoras mediante procesos de impresión que se pueden escalar en el futuro para la fabricación a gran escala. Tienen muchas aplicaciones potenciales, como integrarse en las velas de un barco para proporcionar energía en el mar, adherirse a tiendas de campaña y lonas que se despliegan en operaciones de recuperación de desastres o aplicarse a las alas de drones para extender su alcance de vuelo. Esta tecnología solar ligera se puede integrar fácilmente en los entornos construidos con mínimas necesidades de instalación. La tecnología de paper-thin solar cell ha sido desarrollada por investigadores del MIT, liderados por el profesor Vladimir Bulović, y publicada en la revista Small Methods. DCL Big Drone: Es un proyecto innovador que busca crear el primer dron tripulado capaz de realizar acrobacias aéreas. Se trata de una plataforma de movilidad futura impulsada por la experiencia de DCL (Drone Champions League), una competición de carreras de drones que se celebra en diferentes lugares del mundo. El Big Drone tiene seis brazos con dos hélices cada uno, lo que le permite generar un empuje de 300 kilogramnos y alcanzar una velocidad máxima de 140 kilómetros por hora. Su peso total es de 165 kilogramos, incluyendo al piloto. El Big Drone se ha presentado como prototipo en algunos eventos de DCL y se espera que sea el futuro del deporte de drones. Actualmente, se puede adquirir por un millón de euros en la tienda online de DCL . NAMX HUV: Es un SUV cupé impulsado por hidrógeno y es el resultado de una colaboración entre la empresa automovilística marroquí-francesa NamX, fundada por el empresario Faouzi Annajah, y el prestigioso estudio de diseño italiano Pininfarina. Destaca por su diseño innovador y futurista, con unos faros LED en forma de X que rodean una gran parrilla frontal. Tiene capacidad para cinco pasajeros y ofrece un alto nivel de confort y seguridad. La principal característica del NAMX HUV es su sistema de propulsión a base de hidrógeno, que genera electricidad a través de una pila de combustible para alimentar el motor o los motores eléctricos. El vehículo dispone de un depósito principal de hidrógeno y seis depósitos adicionales intercambiables, que le permiten ampliar su autonomía hasta 800 kilómetros. Estos depósitos se pueden reemplazar fácilmente en una estación sin tener que recargar el depósito principal, lo que supone una ventaja frente a la escasa infraestructura de recarga de hidrógeno existente. Topmix Permeable: Es un tipo de hormigón permeable que tiene la capacidad de absorber grandes cantidades de agua en poco tiempo, evitando así las inundaciones y los encharcamientos en las superficies pavimentadas. Según la empresa que lo desarrolla, Tarmac, este material puede drenar hasta 4.000 litros por minuto en una superficie de 10 metros cuadrados. Topmix Permeable se compone de una capa superior de hormigón poroso y una capa inferior de grava o piedra triturada que actúa como un depósito de agua. El agua que se filtra a través del hormigón se almacena en la capa inferior hasta que se evapora o se infiltra en el suelo. De esta forma, se reduce el riesgo de inundaciones, se mejora la calidad del agua al eliminar contaminantes y se evita el sobrecalentamiento del pavimento al enfriarlo con la evaporación. No es adecuado para lugares con climas muy fríos, ya que el agua congelada podría agrietar el hormigón. Tampoco es recomendable para zonas con tráfico pesado o con riesgo de derrames de combustible u otros líquidos contaminantes. Además, requiere un mantenimiento periódico para evitar que se obstruyan los poros del hormigón con suciedad o residuos. PARANS: Es una compañía sueca fundada por un equipo de arquitectos que ha creado un producto capaz de transportar luz solar a cualquier parte de un edificio mediante unos paneles que captan la luz en el tejado y unos cables de fibra óptica que la distribuyen hasta unas luminarias interiores. El sistema PARANS permite aprovechar la luz natural en edificios profundos y puede ser una alternativa fácil y económica a otras soluciones más complejas como los pozos de luz o las reformas estructurales. Además, el acceso a la luz natural reduce la necesidad de iluminación eléctrica, lo que puede suponer un ahorro energético y una mejora de la calidad ambiental. También ofrece la posibilidad de graduar el nivel de luz y añadir efectos que reproducen las condiciones reales como la luz a través del follaje de un árbol. Es una tecnología innovadora y sostenible para entornos urbanos que busca mejorar el bienestar de las personas que viven o trabajan en espacios interiores. 2AS: El sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS es un modelo de gestión que se basa en la separación de dos fracciones principales: la orgánica y la inorgánica. La fracción orgánica incluye los restos de comida, jardinería y otros residuos biodegradables, mientras que la fracción inorgánica engloba los envases ligeros, el papel-cartón, el vidrio y el resto de residuos no reciclables. El sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS utiliza contenedores diferenciados para cada fracción, que se ubican en puntos estratégicos de la ciudad. Los contenedores se vacían con una frecuencia establecida por el servicio de recogida, que utiliza vehículos adaptados para cada tipo de residuo. El objetivo del sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS es facilitar la valorización y el reciclaje de los residuos, reduciendo el impacto ambiental y fomentando la economía circular. Grain Weevil: Es un dispositivo de seguridad y gestión de granos que se diseñó para interactuar directamente con la superficie de los granos almacenados en silos. Los silos son lugares sucios y peligrosos, donde los agricultores corren el riesgo de caerse, enredarse o quedar atrapados por los granos. El robot Grain Weevil pretende evitar que los agricultores tengan que entrar en los silos con una pala, realizando tareas como nivelar, romper costras, hacer inspecciones y alimentar las cintas transportadoras. El robot se controla con un mando a distancia y funciona con baterías recargables. Además, puede conectarse con otros robots Grain Weevil para formar un enjambre o una unidad más grande para tareas más difíciles. Su objetivo es proteger a las personas y los beneficios al controlar el riesgo, los costes y la calidad de los procesos de almacenamiento de granos después de la cosecha. Tactile Finger based on Optical Signals: Es un tipo de dedo robótico con sentido del tacto, desarrollado por investigadores de la Universidad de Columbia. Este dedo puede localizar el contacto con una precisión muy alta sobre una superficie multicurva compleja, similar al dedo humano. El dedo utiliza señales de luz emitidas y recibidas por LEDs y fotodiodos integrados en una capa transparente de silicona que cubre las áreas funcionales del dedo. Al medir el transporte de luz entre cada emisor y receptor, el dedo puede obtener un conjunto de datos muy rico que cambia en respuesta a la deformación del dedo debido al tacto. Luego, mediante métodos de aprendizaje profundo basados en datos, el dedo puede extraer información útil de los datos, como la ubicación del contacto y la fuerza normal aplicada, sin necesidad de modelos analíticos. El resultado final es un dedo robótico totalmente integrado y sensorizado, con un bajo número de cables, construido con métodos de fabricación accesibles y diseñado para una fácil integración. Compuertas BG: Son dispositivos que se utilizan para regular el flujo de agua en sistemas de riego por superficie, especialmente en cultivos como la caña de azúcar y el arroz. Estas compuertas se fabrican en plástico resistente a los rayos ultravileta y se presentan en tres medidas: 30, 40 y 50 milímetros de diámetro. Se instalan perforando la manguera de polietileno y anclándolas con un conector especial que evita fugas y desprendimientos. Las compuertas BG tienen un mecanismo de cortina que permite abrir y cerrar el paso de agua de forma gradual y precisa, según las necesidades del cultivo y las condiciones del suelo. Son una herramienta eficiente y económica para optimizar el uso del agua y mejorar la productividad agrícola. Biodegradable batteries: Son un tipo de baterías ecológicas que se pueden imprimir en papel de celulosa y que se descomponen en la tierra después de su uso. Funcionan mediante la serigrafía de electrodos de zinc en ambos lados de una hoja de papel de celulosa reforzado con hidrogel. El papel actúa como un separador que evita el contacto entre los electrodos. Luego, la batería se sumerge en un electrolito y se recubre con una capa de oro para mejorar la conductividad. La batería resultante tiene un grosor de solo 0,4 milímetros, lo que equivale a dos hebras de cabello humano. Estas baterías son biodegradables y no tóxicas y se descomponen en un mes después de ser enterradas en un jardín . Son flexibles y se pueden doblar o cortar sin afectar a su funcionamiento. Una batería de papel impreso de 4 por 4 centímetros puede alimentar un pequeño ventilador eléctrico durante 45 minutos, incluso al doblarla o cortarla. Blackbird: El vehículo con una hélice de dos palas Blackbird es un prototipo de coche eólico que puede alcanzar velocidades superiores a las del viento que lo impulsa, tanto a favor como en contra. Fue creado por Rick Cavallaro, un ingeniero aeroespacial apasionado por la aerodinámica, y ha batido varios récords desde el año 2009. El Blackbird tiene un diseño muy ligero, aerodinámico y básico, con tres ruedas estrechas y una sola plaza. Su funcionamiento se basa en el principio de un velero, pero en lugar de velas utiliza una hélice de dos palas que capta el viento y lo transforma en tracción para las ruedas. Para lograr este sorprendente rendimiento, el Blackbird minimiza los rozamientos con el aire y el suelo, y optimiza el ángulo y la forma de las palas. El Blackbird es un ejemplo de innovación y eficiencia en el uso de la energía eólica como fuente de movimiento. Te puede interesar: - 😲 IMPRESIONATE con estos 14 INVENTOS del FUTURO - 🗡️ 15 Dispositivos de AUTODEFENSA que debes Ver     Read the full article

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💡 Descubre estos 13 INVENTOS que te acercan el FUTURO

¿Te gustaría saber qué inventos están cambiando el mundo y cómo nos preparan para el futuro? En este vídeo te voy a mostrar algunos de los inventos más increíbles y sorprendentes que existen hoy en día y que nos acercan a un futuro de ciencia ficción. No te lo pierdas, porque te aseguro que te vas a quedar con la boca abierta. El vídeo: https://youtu.be/JZZY5xfA3vk 13 INVENTOS que te acercan el FUTURO: Pangolin Scales Dress: Es un vestido interactivo y de alta tecnología que utiliza la interfaz cerebro-computadora (BCI) más avanzada del mundo. El vestido está compuesto por 64 rejillas de electrodos que se adhieren a la piel de la modelo y captan las señales eléctricas de su cerebro con una resolución de 1.024 canales. Estas señales se procesan en tiempo real y se utilizan para controlar los movimientos y los colores de las escamas del vestido, que están impresas en 3D. El vestido es una obra de arte que explora la relación entre la mente humana y la moda, y que muestra las posibilidades de la neurotecnología aplicada al diseño. Fue creado por la diseñadora Anouk Wipprecht en colaboración con el Instituto de Circuitos Integrados de la Universidad Johannes Kepler y la empresa g.tec medical engineering GmbH. El vestido se presentó por primera vez en el Festival Ars Electronica en 2020. Kevin Scott Monowheel Bike: Es una motocicleta de una sola rueda que puede alcanzar velocidades impresionantes y ha batido varios récords mundiales. Un monowheel es una rueda grande que gira alrededor de una pista, dentro de la cual se alojan el motor y el conductor. El conductor tiene que controlar el vehículo usando un cuidadoso control del acelerador y un perfecto equilibrio. El equipo británico de monowheel, formado por cuatro ingenieros, construyó el monowheel WarHorse, con el que Kevin Scott logró una velocidad asombrosa de 98,464 kilómetros por hora en el aeródromo de Elvington, en North Yorkshire, Reino Unido. Este récord se registró en el libro Guinness World Records 2017 como la motocicleta monowheel más rápida del mundo. Más tarde, el equipo mejoró su récord con el monowheel Trojan, que alcanzó los 115,87 kilómetros por hora en 2019. También establecieron el primer récord mundial eléctrico con el monowheel WarHorse-E, que llegó a los 94,95 kilómetros por hora en 2020. Paper-thin solar cell: Es una tecnología innovadora que permite convertir cualquier superficie en una fuente de energía solar. Estas células solares son muy delgadas, flexibles, duraderas y ligeras, y se pueden pegar a un tejido resistente que facilita su instalación y transporte. Las células solares de papel tienen solo una centésima parte del peso de las células convencionales y producen unas 18 veces más potencia por kilogramo. Se fabrican a partir de tintas semiconductoras mediante procesos de impresión que se pueden escalar en el futuro para la fabricación a gran escala. Tienen muchas aplicaciones potenciales, como integrarse en las velas de un barco para proporcionar energía en el mar, adherirse a tiendas de campaña y lonas que se despliegan en operaciones de recuperación de desastres o aplicarse a las alas de drones para extender su alcance de vuelo. Esta tecnología solar ligera se puede integrar fácilmente en los entornos construidos con mínimas necesidades de instalación. La tecnología de paper-thin solar cell ha sido desarrollada por investigadores del MIT, liderados por el profesor Vladimir Bulović, y publicada en la revista Small Methods. DCL Big Drone: Es un proyecto innovador que busca crear el primer dron tripulado capaz de realizar acrobacias aéreas. Se trata de una plataforma de movilidad futura impulsada por la experiencia de DCL (Drone Champions League), una competición de carreras de drones que se celebra en diferentes lugares del mundo. El Big Drone tiene seis brazos con dos hélices cada uno, lo que le permite generar un empuje de 300 kilogramnos y alcanzar una velocidad máxima de 140 kilómetros por hora. Su peso total es de 165 kilogramos, incluyendo al piloto. El Big Drone se ha presentado como prototipo en algunos eventos de DCL y se espera que sea el futuro del deporte de drones. Actualmente, se puede adquirir por un millón de euros en la tienda online de DCL . NAMX HUV: Es un SUV cupé impulsado por hidrógeno y es el resultado de una colaboración entre la empresa automovilística marroquí-francesa NamX, fundada por el empresario Faouzi Annajah, y el prestigioso estudio de diseño italiano Pininfarina. Destaca por su diseño innovador y futurista, con unos faros LED en forma de X que rodean una gran parrilla frontal. Tiene capacidad para cinco pasajeros y ofrece un alto nivel de confort y seguridad. La principal característica del NAMX HUV es su sistema de propulsión a base de hidrógeno, que genera electricidad a través de una pila de combustible para alimentar el motor o los motores eléctricos. El vehículo dispone de un depósito principal de hidrógeno y seis depósitos adicionales intercambiables, que le permiten ampliar su autonomía hasta 800 kilómetros. Estos depósitos se pueden reemplazar fácilmente en una estación sin tener que recargar el depósito principal, lo que supone una ventaja frente a la escasa infraestructura de recarga de hidrógeno existente. Topmix Permeable: Es un tipo de hormigón permeable que tiene la capacidad de absorber grandes cantidades de agua en poco tiempo, evitando así las inundaciones y los encharcamientos en las superficies pavimentadas. Según la empresa que lo desarrolla, Tarmac, este material puede drenar hasta 4.000 litros por minuto en una superficie de 10 metros cuadrados. Topmix Permeable se compone de una capa superior de hormigón poroso y una capa inferior de grava o piedra triturada que actúa como un depósito de agua. El agua que se filtra a través del hormigón se almacena en la capa inferior hasta que se evapora o se infiltra en el suelo. De esta forma, se reduce el riesgo de inundaciones, se mejora la calidad del agua al eliminar contaminantes y se evita el sobrecalentamiento del pavimento al enfriarlo con la evaporación. No es adecuado para lugares con climas muy fríos, ya que el agua congelada podría agrietar el hormigón. Tampoco es recomendable para zonas con tráfico pesado o con riesgo de derrames de combustible u otros líquidos contaminantes. Además, requiere un mantenimiento periódico para evitar que se obstruyan los poros del hormigón con suciedad o residuos. PARANS: Es una compañía sueca fundada por un equipo de arquitectos que ha creado un producto capaz de transportar luz solar a cualquier parte de un edificio mediante unos paneles que captan la luz en el tejado y unos cables de fibra óptica que la distribuyen hasta unas luminarias interiores. El sistema PARANS permite aprovechar la luz natural en edificios profundos y puede ser una alternativa fácil y económica a otras soluciones más complejas como los pozos de luz o las reformas estructurales. Además, el acceso a la luz natural reduce la necesidad de iluminación eléctrica, lo que puede suponer un ahorro energético y una mejora de la calidad ambiental. También ofrece la posibilidad de graduar el nivel de luz y añadir efectos que reproducen las condiciones reales como la luz a través del follaje de un árbol. Es una tecnología innovadora y sostenible para entornos urbanos que busca mejorar el bienestar de las personas que viven o trabajan en espacios interiores. 2AS: El sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS es un modelo de gestión que se basa en la separación de dos fracciones principales: la orgánica y la inorgánica. La fracción orgánica incluye los restos de comida, jardinería y otros residuos biodegradables, mientras que la fracción inorgánica engloba los envases ligeros, el papel-cartón, el vidrio y el resto de residuos no reciclables. El sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS utiliza contenedores diferenciados para cada fracción, que se ubican en puntos estratégicos de la ciudad. Los contenedores se vacían con una frecuencia establecida por el servicio de recogida, que utiliza vehículos adaptados para cada tipo de residuo. El objetivo del sistema de recolección de residuos 2AS es facilitar la valorización y el reciclaje de los residuos, reduciendo el impacto ambiental y fomentando la economía circular. Grain Weevil: Es un dispositivo de seguridad y gestión de granos que se diseñó para interactuar directamente con la superficie de los granos almacenados en silos. Los silos son lugares sucios y peligrosos, donde los agricultores corren el riesgo de caerse, enredarse o quedar atrapados por los granos. El robot Grain Weevil pretende evitar que los agricultores tengan que entrar en los silos con una pala, realizando tareas como nivelar, romper costras, hacer inspecciones y alimentar las cintas transportadoras. El robot se controla con un mando a distancia y funciona con baterías recargables. Además, puede conectarse con otros robots Grain Weevil para formar un enjambre o una unidad más grande para tareas más difíciles. Su objetivo es proteger a las personas y los beneficios al controlar el riesgo, los costes y la calidad de los procesos de almacenamiento de granos después de la cosecha. Tactile Finger based on Optical Signals: Es un tipo de dedo robótico con sentido del tacto, desarrollado por investigadores de la Universidad de Columbia. Este dedo puede localizar el contacto con una precisión muy alta sobre una superficie multicurva compleja, similar al dedo humano. El dedo utiliza señales de luz emitidas y recibidas por LEDs y fotodiodos integrados en una capa transparente de silicona que cubre las áreas funcionales del dedo. Al medir el transporte de luz entre cada emisor y receptor, el dedo puede obtener un conjunto de datos muy rico que cambia en respuesta a la deformación del dedo debido al tacto. Luego, mediante métodos de aprendizaje profundo basados en datos, el dedo puede extraer información útil de los datos, como la ubicación del contacto y la fuerza normal aplicada, sin necesidad de modelos analíticos. El resultado final es un dedo robótico totalmente integrado y sensorizado, con un bajo número de cables, construido con métodos de fabricación accesibles y diseñado para una fácil integración. Compuertas BG: Son dispositivos que se utilizan para regular el flujo de agua en sistemas de riego por superficie, especialmente en cultivos como la caña de azúcar y el arroz. Estas compuertas se fabrican en plástico resistente a los rayos ultravileta y se presentan en tres medidas: 30, 40 y 50 milímetros de diámetro. Se instalan perforando la manguera de polietileno y anclándolas con un conector especial que evita fugas y desprendimientos. Las compuertas BG tienen un mecanismo de cortina que permite abrir y cerrar el paso de agua de forma gradual y precisa, según las necesidades del cultivo y las condiciones del suelo. Son una herramienta eficiente y económica para optimizar el uso del agua y mejorar la productividad agrícola. Biodegradable batteries: Son un tipo de baterías ecológicas que se pueden imprimir en papel de celulosa y que se descomponen en la tierra después de su uso. Funcionan mediante la serigrafía de electrodos de zinc en ambos lados de una hoja de papel de celulosa reforzado con hidrogel. El papel actúa como un separador que evita el contacto entre los electrodos. Luego, la batería se sumerge en un electrolito y se recubre con una capa de oro para mejorar la conductividad. La batería resultante tiene un grosor de solo 0,4 milímetros, lo que equivale a dos hebras de cabello humano. Estas baterías son biodegradables y no tóxicas y se descomponen en un mes después de ser enterradas en un jardín . Son flexibles y se pueden doblar o cortar sin afectar a su funcionamiento. Una batería de papel impreso de 4 por 4 centímetros puede alimentar un pequeño ventilador eléctrico durante 45 minutos, incluso al doblarla o cortarla. Blackbird: El vehículo con una hélice de dos palas Blackbird es un prototipo de coche eólico que puede alcanzar velocidades superiores a las del viento que lo impulsa, tanto a favor como en contra. Fue creado por Rick Cavallaro, un ingeniero aeroespacial apasionado por la aerodinámica, y ha batido varios récords desde el año 2009. El Blackbird tiene un diseño muy ligero, aerodinámico y básico, con tres ruedas estrechas y una sola plaza. Su funcionamiento se basa en el principio de un velero, pero en lugar de velas utiliza una hélice de dos palas que capta el viento y lo transforma en tracción para las ruedas. Para lograr este sorprendente rendimiento, el Blackbird minimiza los rozamientos con el aire y el suelo, y optimiza el ángulo y la forma de las palas. El Blackbird es un ejemplo de innovación y eficiencia en el uso de la energía eólica como fuente de movimiento. Te puede interesar: - 😲 IMPRESIONATE con estos 14 INVENTOS del FUTURO - 🗡️ 15 Dispositivos de AUTODEFENSA que debes Ver     Read the full article

[merkabici]

Top 10 bicicletas de montaña renovadas para 2017

https://youtu.be/rn4-Sum88vQ ¡Bienvenido a un nuevo vídeo en el canal! La temporada 2017 está a la vuelta de la esquina y casi casi las nuevas bicicletas están en tiendas. En este vídeo me gustaría mostrarte 10 de las bicis de XC para mountain bike, cuyas renovaciones (y digo renovaciones de verdad) más me han llamado la atención. Como en el vídeo solo menciono brevemente qué bicis han tenido cambios sustanciales sin entrar en demasiados detalles, a continuación te dejo una serie de enlaces para que veas qué otras características tienen: 1. Specialized Epic http://www.planetmountainbike.com/bic... 2. BH Lynx http://www.planetmountainbike.com/bic... 3. Focus O1E http://www.todomountainbike.es/art/fo... 4. Mondraker Podium http://www.ultimatebikesmagazine.com/... 5. Scott Scale http://www.todomountainbike.es/art/sc... 6. Scott Spark http://www.todomountainbike.es/art/sc... 7. Orbea Oiz http://www.planetmountainbike.com/bic... 8. Orbea Alma http://www.ultimatebikesmagazine.com/... 9. Giant XTC Advanced http://www.todomountainbike.es/art/gi... 10. Giant Anthem http://www.planetmountainbike.com/bic... Fuente:Diario de un Campista Read the full article

[littleharpethcrossfit]

Saturday,  27  May,  2023....... Warmup.......Bench Press...... Easy  4  Rounder.

A relatively easy day so we can get rested up for “MURPH”.

Warmup:

Led by Dana.

4  Rounds

5  Push-Ups

10  Yellow Band Overhead press Each Arm

Strength

Bench Press:     5 / 5 / 5 / 5 / 5

70 to 80% For All.

Bernie=185     Robert=175     Scott=170     Rick=165     Ed/Paul/Coach=145     Dana=135     Rodney/John=100     Warren A=100     Linda/Kayla=85     Sue/Carolyn/Sandy=75     Will=65     Average Dave=Bar ??     Alicia=did it 

Met-Con

4  Rounds

30  Alt. Arm Dumb Bell Snatch’s     (50/35/20)

20 / 15   Calories Any ERG

10  Box Jumps      (24/20)

Linda=13:59     Sue=14:01     Robert=14:41     Dana=14:59*     Rodney=15:15     Ed=15:48*      Warren A=15:51     Carolyn=16:05     Average Dave=16:09*     Bernie=16:30     Coach=17:10     Rick=17:50     John=18:12     Scott/Will=18:18     Sandy=18:27     Paul=21:20     Alicia=participated

Notes:

Memorial Day Murph begins at 0930 Memorial Day Monday.  The after-picnic begins afterwards.  Bring friends, family, and a veggie, dessert, or bread item.  Park anywhere.

Murph is supposed to be 

Run a Mile/Row-Ski 2000m/Bike 4000m

100 Pull-Ups

200 Push-Ups

300 Air Squats

Run a Mile/Row-Ski 2000m/Bike 4000m

If you want to do this with a 20 lb vest I suggest you bring one since those at the Barn are not the lovely-est.

Wear your 2023 version of the light blue Murph shit.  If you didn’t get yours, we may still have one your size at the Barn.

If the entire Murph workout is intimidating for you, you are allowed to scale it in many different ways, and any part of it is honorable.

Sunday at 0730 and at 1 PM.  

The Weather-Lady predicts perfect weather all weekend.

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Bus stop pt. 4

Adam Faulkner-Stanheight x M!reader

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Includes: fluff, angst

Summary: Adam and y/n establish their relationship, but trouble ensues after a while of dating

Adam woke up early the next morning, his bedsheets were pulled over y/n sleeping soundly next to him as the sun crept in through the window and gently caressed them both. If the figure sleeping next to him wasn't enough to make him really believe that last night happened, then the evidence of the night before strewn across the floor in the form of clothes and an empty whiskey bottle would hammer the point home. Adam let a shuddered breath escape his lips, the moment was so perfect and fragile, he felt as though even breathing too loud could shatter it.

Adam hadn't really had any perfect moments in his life before, the closest he could think of was when he was five years old, his rascal of a best friend at the time, Scott, had pushed him off his bike and he'd run home crying to his mother. She had cleaned the scrape on his knee, kissed his forehead and told him how brave he was. Of course, that moment was sullied by his angry father smacking the back of his head and telling him to man up. A Ray of hope snubbed out by an evil man.

History had repeated itself for Adam in the jigsaw trap, when he had thought he'd found a friend in Lawrence. The comforting thought of a trustworthy companion coming back to save him, quickly replaced with John kramer himself, and the loss of all hope.

As much as Adam was enjoying this blissful moment in bed next to y/n, his heart raced. It seemed as though whenever he had something good in his life, something immediately came along to ruin it. He wished he could take this moment and bottle it, perhaps turn it into a scented candle or even better, inject it into his veins. He was so so desperate for this to never end.

Y/n stirred slightly in his sleep, rolling over and curling into a ball next to Adam's chest mumbling something that didn't matter. Adam pulled the duvet over y/n's shoulder and wrapped his arm around him, before going back to sleep himself.

At around noon Adam woke once again, to the sweet sensation of a kiss on his cheek.

"Morning, handsome" a sleepy voice whispered from beside him. Adam peeled his eyes open gradually, before looking at y/n. His hair was beautifully tousled and his eyes soft and dreamy, it was clear he hadn't been up for long either.

"Morning" Adam mumbled back with a smile.

"So what exactly is the protocol for something like this? You know, after last night" y/n asked, casually resting his head on Adam's chest.

"Protocol...?" Adam squinted his eyes

"You know, on a scale of "why are you still in my apartment" to "Let's stay in bed and cuddle all day" where exactly do I stand?" Y/n asked with a giggle.

"Hmmm... I gotta admit, the latter does sound pretty good" Adam chuckled, pulling him close and kissing the top of his head.

Adam and y/n never had the big "will you be my boyfriend" moment that most couples do, it just sort of happened. From that day onward it went without saying that they were in a relationship. The two of them would often frequent eachother's apartments, just to play house with eachother. Y/n would cook and Adam would do the dishes, Adam would take their clothes to the laundrette and y/n would fold and put them away. They filed the holes in eachother's lives perfectly.

Adam would often make reference to an article he once read about tarantulas and frogs living together in the amazon. The tarantula provided shelter and food for the frog, whilst the frog would protect the tarantula's eggs. He always thought that his and y/n's relationship was a bit like that, they both needed eachother and both helped eachother wherever they could. Y/n found this analogy cute, but was less keen when Adam called him his "little frog". In Adam's defence, he really was trying to be romantic, he just wasn't very good at pet names and the like. It got a good laugh out of y/n though, and so whenever he needed cheering up, Adam would call him that stupid nickname until he cracked a smile.

For a while, everything was perfect, but as the months went by, the honeymoon phase began to wear off, and the couple had their first fight.

It was an evening in march, y/n had been preparing dinner in his apartment and waiting for Adam to come over after work. He'd quit his job as a stalker-for-hire and gotten some work at a small photography firm. The pay was okay, and the hours were decent- and it was far less dangerous- but Adam was no longer his own boss. He hated being spoken down to, and his new boss did just that. Of course, his boss knew exactly who Adam was from the news, and thought himself something of a mother Teresa for taking such a "troubled young man" in and giving him a job- and oh boy did he make sure Adam remembered that.

"There aren't many employers who'd take someone like you, you know. You're very lucky to have this job" he'd remind Adam whenever he slipped up.

On this particular day, Adam had spilled something in the redroom and damaged a few shots from a child's birthday party. It was nothing serious, and the images could be mostly cleaned up, but of course Adam was treated far more harshly that anyone else would have been. A slew of insults and colourful language was directed towards him, including several "I don't even know why I hired you"s and the odd "You're absolutely useless, Stangheight" thrown in here and there. It was safe to say that Adam was in a fairly sour mood when he finally finished work and headed to y/n's apartment.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Y/n asked as Adam arrived and threw himself down on the sofa. No kiss, no "Good evening," not even eye contact.

He sat down rubbing his forehead angrily.

"Adam, honey? Tell me what happened" y/n said, sitting next to him and trying to take his hand, which he quickly pulled away.

"I'm fine, work was just a real pain in the ass today" he grumbled.

"Let me fix you a drink, and we can work this out over dinner" he said, his voice nurturing and kind.

Y/n returned from the kitchen about 30 seconds later, and placed a glass of wine on the coffee table in front of Adam, who still hadn't looked up.

"Dinner just needs a little while longer. Is there anything I can do to help in the meantime?"

Adam shook his head, like a sulking child.

"Adam, please talk to me. We can't fix whatever's troubling you if you don't talk" she insisted.

Y/n was being perfectly reasonable, but to Adam, who had heard nothing but beratement and orders all day, just interpreted "Please talk to me" as yet another order.

"Oh my god y/n, just leave it!" He snapped,  "you don't need to try and fix everything, I'm a grown man for Christ's sake. Stop talking to me like I'm a child."

Y/n was hurt, but she wasn't one to sit there and let a man see her cry, so she fought back.

"Don't you talk to me like that, in my own home as well? What the fuck is up with you?" She bit.

"I'll talk however the fuck I want to"

"Not in this apartment you won't"

"Fine" Adam stood up

"Fine!" Y/n watched as Adam stomped over to the door, and left,  slamming it hard behind him.

Now that he was alone, y/n finally felt safe to cry. He pulled the food out of the oven and set it on the side, no longer feeling hungry, and brought the bottle of wine over to the sofa from the kitchen. He drank Adam's untouched glass and then poured himself a refill. For about an hour, he sat crying softly and watching some mundane sitcom, trying to distract himself. Adam was stressed, stressed people snap, that's understandable. He attempted to rationalise with himself, he'd call Adam tomorrow they'd talk it through, and Adam would apologise. But he felt little comfort.

Just when he thought about turning in for the night, he heard a knock at the door. Before he opened it, he noticed a little piece of paper sticking through the gap under his door. It was a piece of card folded in half. In the front was a little sketch of a tarantula and a frog holding hands, and inside, written in scruffy handwriting was a note.

Tarantulas have a nasty bite, but they should never bite their frogs. I'm sorry I shouted, I shouldn't have taken my work stress out on you. I love you so much, please forgive me?

-Adam

Y/n wiped a tear from his eye and slowly pulled the door open. There, Adam stood with his hands in his pockets and his head hung.

"I'm sorry, froggy" he said timidly.

Y/n wrapped his arms around Adam and pulled him in for the tightest hug he'd ever given.

"Forgiven" y/n whispered in his ear.

"D'ya think we could maybe restart the evening?" Adam asked, smiling awkwardly.

Y/n pulled him by the hand into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

"I think that can be arranged" he smiled.

A/n thank you so much for great response I've had to this story!! My ego is really enjoying being watered and fed for once teehee<3

Comment to be tagged in part 5

Requests are open! I'm looking to write some Adam one shots, so definitely ask if you have any ideas! Check my pinned post for details and masterlist <3

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Canyon cruise.

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Bad Influences

Johnny Coco Cruz & F!Reader

Inspired by Day 29 of the August Prompts: childhood friends

Warnings: language, smoking, alcohol

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: I fought every urge in my tiny little brain to go with my knee-jerk reaction for this prompt and I’m really glad I did. I don’t write for Coco all that often but I really like this lil dynamic here. Hope you enjoy!

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Coco’s boots had barely hit the ground from dismounting his bike when Chucky materialized in front of him. Coco let out a surprised laugh as he tossed his helmet onto the seat of his bike, taking in the expectant look on Chucky’s face.

“Johnny Coco Cruz,” he was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“What’s up, Chucky?” he pushed his hair back out of his face.

“There’s a young woman here for you,” he patted his hands against the fronts of his legs, “Very pretty. Very nice.”

“She give you a name?” Coco asked as the two of them made their way towards the clubhouse.

“Yea,” Chucky nodded, “She said her name is—”

“Coco?” you inadvertently cut him off when you saw the two of them coming up the steps towards the clubhouse.

Coco stopped in his tracks, eyes widening at the sight of you and the sound of your voice. It’d been a long time, and while he might not have EZ’s memory, there were just some things that a person doesn’t forget. One of those things is the voice of their best friend, no matter how many years you’ve been separated.

“Fuck,” his shock turned into a smile and a laugh as he easily scaled the rest of the steps in what seemed to be one long stride, stepping to wrap you in a tight hug, “Holy shit.”

You laughed as you leaned into the hug, closing your eyes for a second as you let your mind wrap around the fact that you were really back home, really seeing him and hugging him. It had been a long time since you last saw him. If your memory served you right, the last time the two of you were face-to-face was before he went off to basic training. By the time he came back from his first tour, you were long gone, chasing a job opportunity that was too good to pass up. He never blamed you for leaving, but he couldn’t lie and say that he didn’t miss you, didn’t think about you from time to time.

That being the case, it begged the question of what exactly you were doing back in town.

Pulling away, Coco looked you up and down, trying to get his mind right that the woman in front of him was the same girl that he used to run around causing trouble with so many years ago, “You back? I thought SanPa lost you for good,” his mouth twisted into a smirk.

You chuckled, shaking your head, “I’m back at least for now.”

His brows knit for a brief moment as he tried to get a good read on your facial expression, the look in your eyes, “All good?”

You nodded without hesitation, “Yea, yea. All good, promise,” you shrugged, “Layoffs come for everybody eventually. So I’m back home until I figure out what I’m getting into next.”

“Gettin’ into?” he chuckled as he motioned for you to follow him into the clubhouse, “You out there causing trouble without me?”

You laughed as you trailed behind him, following his lead when he sat down at the bar, “It’s not nearly as fun by myself,” your eyes traveled down to the leather he was now sporting, a different kind of uniform than the one you’d pictured him in when you left, “Looks like you found some new friends to get into trouble with, anyhow.”

Something reminiscent of a laugh came out of him as he motioned to the man behind the bar to get beers for each of you, “Somethin’ like that, yea,” he paused for a moment as the bottles got set down in front of you, “How’d you end up finding me here, anyway?”

“Ah,” you laughed as you picked the bottle up, toying with it in your hands for a moment, “about that.”

He could tell by your tone and the look on your face exactly what happened, “You talked to Celia, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t have much of a choice,” you rolled your eyes, “Would’ve been easier to track you down if you caved and got a fuckin’ Instagram or something.”

He laughed, “Fuck that,” he paused for a beat, “Celia excited to see you?” he only kept a straight face for a moment before breaking down into more laughter.

You couldn’t help but to laugh just as hard as he was as you shook your head, “Oh, yea. She gave me a fuckin’ hug and everything. Went on for about twenty minutes about how much she missed me.”

When he got his laughter under control, he managed a slightly more serious expression, “Nah, for real though, she give you a tough time?”

You shrugged, sipping on your beer, “’Bout as tough as the times she used to give me. Nothing I can’t handle.”

There was a trace of pride in his smile as he looked at you, “You were one of my only friends who could fuckin’ hang.”

“Still am, probably,” you gestured around the clubhouse, “Doubt these guys could handle Celia at a hundred percent.”

He snorted out a laugh, “No fuckin’ way.”

You had been worried when you rolled onto the lot. Looking back, you should’ve known better. But you were worried it was going to be awkward between the two of you, the conversation stilted and forced. But it wasn’t. The two of you dove right back into it as though you’d only spent weeks apart, not years. The two of you caught up on things in broad strokes—there would be time to get into the finer details of it all later. For now, though, you were just enjoying the fact that he was still here, still in one piece, and still every bit the guy you remembered even if he had more tattoos and more scars now than he did back then.

You noticed when other men in the same vests made their way into the clubhouse. Each time you would look at Coco, almost as if to ask if you should be introducing yourself to any of them, or if he had other things that he should be doing besides burning through beer bottles with you. He didn’t move—he seemed perfectly content to sit at the bar and talk with you for as long as you were willing and able to. You noticed the looks that a few of the men sent your way, and you knew Coco was perceptive enough to see them too, but he didn’t say anything to them so you assumed that the conversation about who you were would happen when you left.

Reaching into his kutte, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out for himself, placing it between his lips before tilting the pack towards you. You hesitated for a moment before a smile slowly started to curl the ends of your lips and you took one from him.

“Still a horrible influence,” you joked as you let him light it for you.

He sucked his teeth, his signature smirk lifting the end of his mouth as he exhaled smoke through his nose, “This ain’t the worst shit I ever got you into.”

You laughed, nodding before taking a drag, “That’s true.”

There were a few beats of silence as he tried to figure out whether or not he wanted to ask the question that was on the tip of his tongue. The two of you never had any secrets, no real boundaries about much of anything. You both had always had thick skin—didn’t have another choice if you wanted to survive. He knew that nothing he could say or ask would really hurt you or set you off, but his hesitation was more about protecting himself. He was sick of letting himself get his hopes up for things that didn’t pan out.

“You think you’re gonna stick around this time?” he finally asked.

You smiled, shrugging, “If the price is right, maybe, yea. Why?” you reached over and gave him a playful nudge, “You miss me?”

“Fuck yea I did,” his response was so immediate, so natural.

You hummed in approval, “I missed you too,” you paused, tapping the ash off the end of your cigarette, “Even if it’s not for good, Coco, I’ll be around for a while at least.”

“Good,” he took a final drag off his cigarette before snubbing it out completely.

“Oh, I meant to ask,” you chuckled, “Who, uh, who’s the guy with the hands?” you nodded towards the clubhouse door.

Coco laughed, “That’s Chucky. He’s the man.”

“You two besties or somethin’?” you joked.

He shook his head, still smiling, “Somethin’ like that, yea,” he paused, finishing off the last of his beer, “Why, you jealous?”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m just glad you’ve still got someone trying to keep you out of trouble, that’s all.”

“Don’t say that like you ever tried to keep me outta trouble,” he picked at the label on the bottle in his hands.

You chuckled, “Yea, I guess that’s true.”

“Where you staying now, anyway?”

You sighed, “Got a cheap apartment off the main drag. Month-to-month type of place while I figure out something more permanent. Why, you looking for a roommate?”

“Nah, not really, but if you needed a place to crash I was gonna offer.”

“How sweet,” you smiled, shaking your head, “I should be alright. If something goes wrong or catches fire, though, then I’ll officially be your problem.”

He smiled, “I’ll make sure you don’t get your hands on any matches, then.”

“Should probably stop giving me cigs, too,” you joked as you finally snubbed yours out.

He chuckled, “That one was just a welcome home present.”

You laughed, “A man after my own heart, Johnny.”

He was still smiling as he shook his head at you, “I still got you.”