#st the sauna

[aemiron-main]

sooo I’m thinking thoughts abt all the sauna scenes in s3. and the implications of the imagery of Mike helping lock a sauna door while a somewhat queercoded, shirtless dude tries to break out when considered in the context of mike’s internalized homophobia + the fact that billy DOES break out, he, much like mike’s sexuality and IH, can’t stay repressed forever. especially since, like I’m gonna talk about in my gay Mike analysis, Mike is the one who holds the sauna door open (despite people yelling at him to shut it) and then looks disgusted with himself.

like I don’t have many firm thoughts on billy & queercoding yet, but he IS a character who’s associated with negative perceptions of queerness (getting called a faggot by his father) & so it would make sense for him to be a character who ties into a representation of mike’s IH, as he’s associated with hateful/negative perceptions do queerness- and specifically, his dad’s line is about billy “staring in the mirror like a faggot”, so the homophobia is narratively linked to self-perception/the mirror, much like how internalized homophobia is linked to self-perception/homophobia towards oneself.

to be clear: im not saying that the billy scene is JUST about mike’s IH because it’s not. but it IS another extra layer imo, just like how many other scenes in ST have multiple meanings/layers. they could’ve written billy to be trapped anywhere else. but they didn’t. they chose the sauna. a setting associated with mike’s ih. I’m also not a billy apologist but I think there’s a difference between discussing him & the imagery surrounding his character vs apologizing for/liking him. and also I’m not saying mike has a crush on billy or anything, I’m saying that billy in certain scenes acts narratively as a representation of internalized homophobia and queerness for Mike.

there’s also something to be said for how mike’s the one who tries to attack billy when Billy’s attacking El, and Mike failing with his attack. smthn smthn Mike is losing the fight against his IH smthn smthn El saves him again (which, I’ve talked a lot abt in other posts abt El ‘saving’ Mike in situations like this and at the quarry and how it ties into the way that mike’s relationship with El ‘saves’ him from homophobia etc in the short term bc ppl think he’s straight but makes things worse in the long term bc he has to repress himself), but it’s only a temporary save, billy isn’t defeated in that scene, just like how El and Mike’s relationship with her can’t permanently save mike from his own IH/from facing homophobia.

[louisbxne]

"Free ice cream FOR LIFE." - Erica Sinclair

Stranger Things 3x04 - "The Sauna Test"

[brionysea]

everyone: UGH mike wheeler is so ANNOYING

mike wheeler, weaponising his annoying younger sibling benefits against the big bad: bet

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

New Audio: Singapore-born, Sydney-based St. Humain Shares Funky, Self-Deprecating Bop

New Audio: Singapore-born, Sydney-based St. Humain Shares Funky, Self-Deprecating Bop @sthumain @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron

Rising Singapore-born, Sydney-based singer/songwriter, producer and self-described “genre-agnostic” artist St. Humain creates music informed by his multicultural upbringing and life: Starting out songwriting while in his teens back in his native Singapore, he moved to Sydney, where he learned production. After encouragement from music industry friends, St. Humain released his debut single,…

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This is how to restore a Victorian. 1888 beauty in St. Joseph, MO. 4bds, 4ba, 5,062 sq ft, $765k.

Front doors open to a small foyer that completely surrounded by wood and amazing floor tile.

Gorgeous glass, millwork and ceiling. Can you imagine if some fool came in and painted this white?

The entrance is a stunner- stairs are so beautiful, as well as the fireplace, floor, windows, and light fixture. This would've been the place for callers to wait. I believe it would be called the reception room, rather than a keeping room.

Very large sitting room is on the other side of the entrance hall.

This home is so well-preserved and restored, it's like a jewel.

Across the hall there's a magnificent dining room. Look at the inlaid in the floor.

Incredible fireplace.

Beautiful fame parlor. I would dance thru this home, it's so beautiful.

Directly off the game parlor there's a roomy vintage 1/2 bath. This is like stepping in time.

They did their very best w/the kitchen. Victorian kitchens are tricky to configure sometimes. But, all of the original wood is here and they put the stove, sink, etc., in that alcove. The black does imitate an old cast iron stove.

Out here, the cabinet looks original, and they put a farm sink in the island.

Going upstairs, there's a beautiful stained glass window on the landing, and look at that wood ceiling. When you reach the top, there's another landing, plus gorgeous arched doorways and wainscoting.

I must say that this large, primary is one classy bedroom. It is stunning.

And, it even has doors to a private terrace.

This bath. Now, this is how you redo a Victorian bath. The shower has similar new tile that is close to what it may have looked like originally, the fixtures are reproduction, and the door is non-invasive looking clear glass. This is classy- it's an en-suite, which you don't see much in older homes.

The closet is as beautiful as any modern closet could ever be.

Linen closet in the hall.

Wow, look at this room- it has an absinthé holder.

Very smart looking bedroom with dark wood.

Another vintage shower room.

Stairs to the staff quarters. Fridge & microwave in the corner. Good idea, b/c it's probably a hike down to the kitchen if you're hungry at night.

The bedrooms are plainer up here.

There's another lovely bath. I wonder if the tiny sauna conveys. Shoot, I don't even know if I could get in there. It looks like it's for a child.

This home is huge. Look at all the a/c units.

Nice brick garage.

1.57 acre lot provides lots of privacy around the house.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/631-Hall-St-Saint-Joseph-MO-64501/110497130_zpid/

[lvnleah]

004. | the secret’s out

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November 16th 2023 | 20 weeks pregnant.

When you and Leah had been given the rare chance to have an evening away together, you knew you couldn’t say no.

Usually, weekends and overnight stays took place during the offseason but because Leah was out with her ACL it meant that you had a rare opportunity to go away for the night.

With you now being twenty weeks pregnant, your bump was fairly large and noticeable. You and Leah spent a few hours researching different places close to your house but still far enough away to spend the evening away.

You wanted to be close to home because of your hyperemesis gravidarum. It had been five weeks since you’d received your diagnosis and you had things under control.

You were keeping your diet bland and eating small but every few hours like your doctor had suggested. It was starting to settle down but the nausea and tiredness remained, luckily you hadn’t been hospitalised yet.

Leah had found a little cottage that was in a coastal town a few hours away from your house in St Albans. The photos looked perfect, it was a little cottage settled up in the hills that overlooked the beach with its own stairs leading down to the sand.

You and Leah instantly booked it before packing an overnight bag. The next day you and Leah had your twenty-week ultrasound where your doctor wrote down the gender of your baby.

A few days prior, you’d both agreed to give the paper to Lia who was then going to sort out a box of things in either the colour blue or pink for you and Leah to find out. It just so happened that it worked out with the night away and that you and Leah were going to be able to have your gender revealed on the beach.

Lia had dropped the box off before you and Leah set off on the drive to the cottage, it was hard for you both to not open the box on the drive there. It was a three-hour drive, you spent the first two catch up on the sleep you’d lost out on, but during the last hour, you still found it hard to not think about the tiny box.

You both found it even harder when you had to go the whole day without opening it. Leah had surprised you with a spa day, something you hadn’t had in a while.

At the spa, Leah insisted on spoiling you with treatments tailored to your pregnancy. You indulged in a gentle prenatal massage, which melted away the stress you'd been carrying in your lower back.

Leah, meanwhile, enjoyed a deep-tissue massage and some time in the sauna. You couldn’t deny that you were jealous that she got to use the sauna and you didn’t.

For a moment, the constant nausea and fatigue that had plagued you seemed to disappear, replaced by a sense of calm. You and Leah floated between treatments, holding hands and exchanging smiles, the anticipation of the evening's reveal simmering beneath the surface.

After your time at the spa, Leah drove you both to a little café overlooking the sea. The weather was perfect, clear skies with a gentle breeze that carried the scent of saltwater. You sat by the window, picking at a simple but satisfying meal of toast and soup, while Leah had a classic ham sandwich. She kept glancing out towards the beach, her knee bouncing with restless energy.

“Are you sure we can’t just open the box now?” Leah asked impatiently.

You chuckled, shaking your head. “No way. It’ll be worth the wait.”

After lunch, you took a stroll along the shoreline. The sand was cool beneath your feet, as Leah walked beside you, occasionally picking up interesting shells or stones, her arm securely around your waist.

When the sun began to set, you and Leah returned to the cottage to freshen up. As you changed into a comfortable dress that flattered your growing bump, you noticed Leah pacing around the living room, the small box clutched tightly in her hands.

“Ready?” she asked, her voice tinged with excitement as she held out her free hand to you.

“Ready,” you replied, taking her hand and following her out to the private staircase leading down to the beach.

The sand was soft and cool beneath your bare feet as you found a spot just beyond the reach of the waves. Leah set the box down on a blanket she had spread out, and the two of you sat side by side, the anticipation almost tangible in the air around you.

Sitting on the blanket, you and Leah took a moment to savour the anticipation before opening the box. You both exchanged nervous smiles, your hands tightly clasped together.

Leah looked at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and tenderness. “You know, no matter what, I’m so grateful to be doing this with you,” she said softly. “Our little one is going to be so lucky to have you as a mum.”

You squeezed her hand, feeling a lump in your throat. “I’m grateful too. You’ve been amazing through everything, and I can’t wait to see you with our baby. They’re going to have the best Mumma.”

She leaned in and kissed your forehead, her touch gentle and reassuring. “Are you ready?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

You took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement swirling inside you. “I’m ready.”

Leah nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Okay, let’s do this. On the count of three?”

You nodded, and together you counted down. “One… two… three…”

With the sun setting behind you, Leah finally opened the box. Inside was a cluster of things, their colour hidden by a layer of tissue paper. She carefully peeled the tissue away, her breath catching in her throat.

When the tissue paper was pulled away an assortment of different things in the colour blue were revealed, and a wave of emotion washed over you. Your breath caught in your throat, and tears of joy sprang to your eyes. The realisation that you were having a boy felt both surreal and deeply moving.

Leah's arms wrapped around you immediately, pulling you into a tight embrace. You could feel her heart pounding against your own, both of you overwhelmed by emotion

Your hand instinctively went to your belly, and you whispered, "A boy. We’re having a boy."

Leah pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, “Our little boy,” she echoed, before pulling you into her lips.

“Oh my god,” you whispered as you both pulled back, “We're having a baby boy.”

Leah nodded, “A boy,” she repeated, “I can’t believe it. Oh my god.”

As you and Leah walked back to the cottage, the excitement of discovering you were having a baby boy left you both giddy. It felt like Christmas Eve, the air buzzing with the thrill of the news and the dreams of your future.

Inside the cottage, you wasted no time heading to bed, eager to unwind from the day’s emotions. You changed into your pyjamas, and Leah, still beaming, joined you under the covers.

She nestled close, resting her head gently against your growing bump. “I still can’t believe it,” she murmured, her voice filled with awe. “Our little boy.”

You smiled, running your fingers through her hair. “I know. I keep imagining what he’ll be like, what we’ll name him…”

You gasped, your hand flying to your belly. “Leah! I think I just felt him kick.”

Leah’s eyes widened, and she sat up immediately, placing her hand where yours rested. “Really? Was it strong?”

“Not very, but I felt it,” you said as a smile spread across your face. “Here, place your hand there.”

For the next few minutes, you both waited in eager anticipation. Leah kept her hand still, her face a mix of concentration and excitement. You tried to stay as relaxed as possible, hoping your son would give his moms another kick.

“I can’t feel anything yet,” Leah whispered, her brow furrowing.

You shifted slightly, giving your bump a gentle pat. “Come on, little guy, just one more kick for Mumma.”

Then it happened.

A stronger, unmistakable kick. Leah’s eyes widened in excitement and shock as she felt it too. “Oh my God, I felt it! I felt him kick!” she exclaimed, her voice hushed but filled with excitement.

You both broke into laughter, overwhelmed by the sheer joy of sharing this first with each other. Leah hugged you tightly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“He’s already making sure we know he’s going to be a footballer,” she said softly, her voice choking with emotion.

You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes again. “I can’t wait to meet him.”

For the rest of the night, you lay there together, Leah’s hand never leaving your bump. Now and then, your baby boy would strike a kick against Leah’s hand sending you both into fits of laughter.

The night of discovering you were having a baby boy left you and Leah in a whirl of excitement, making sleep elusive. The thrill of the first kick and the anticipation of your baby’s arrival filled your thoughts, and you spent hours talking and dreaming about the future.

A few days later, once back home, you hosted a small gender reveal party for your closest family and friends. The living room was decorated with blue and pink streamers, and a large black balloon filled with confetti hovered in the centre.

Leah’s parents, Jacob, her cousins, grandma and uncle, Keira and most of her Arsenal teammates gathered around, their faces glowing with anticipation.

Leah held your hand as you both stood beside the balloon, her smile infectious. “Ready?” she asked, squeezing your hand gently.

“Ready,” you replied, sharing a quick, excited glance with her.

“Alright!” Leah shouted, “It’s time to pop this balloon!”

“I just want to say, thank you all for being here today and showing our bubba so much love!” You said, smiling as your hand rested on your bump. “They’re truly going to be spoiled and I can’t wait for you to find out if they’re a boy or girl!”

Leah smiled, “Can we get a countdown?”

With everyone counting down, Leah handed you a pin. You took a deep breath and popped the balloon, releasing a shower of blue confetti into the air. Cheers and applause erupted from the room, and you and Leah laughed, caught in a joyful embrace.

Amanda cried tears of happiness, Jacob jumped up and down before hugging Leah, and your friends clapped and cheered. Amongst the excitement, you caught a glimpse of Leah’s eyes. They were filled with tears as she tried her hardest to hold them back.

Later that evening, after everyone had left and the last piece of confetti had been swept away, you and Leah cuddled on the couch, wrapping yourselves in a cosy blanket. Leah’s arm draped around you, her fingers gently tracing circles on your belly as you settled into the warm cocoon of your shared happiness.

You sighed contentedly, leaning into Leah. “Today was perfect. I loved seeing everyone’s reactions.”

Leah chuckled, her eyes crinkling with amusement. “Jacob’s face when he saw the blue confetti was priceless. He looked so happy.”

You laughed, nodding. “And your mums reaction! She was so overjoyed. I think she’s already planning all the things she’s going to buy for him.”

Leah grinned, her expression softening. “I loved how everyone was so supportive and happy for us. It made everything feel even more real.”

You nestled closer. “I can’t wait to see our little boy surrounded by so much love. He’s going to have the best family.”

Leah’s hand rested protectively over your bump. “He really will,” she said softly, her voice tinged with emotion. “And he’s going to have the best parents.”

You looked up at her, your heart swelling with affection. “We’re pretty lucky, aren’t we?”

Leah nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “We are but I think I’m the luckiest,” she smiled, “I love you, pretty girl.”

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leahwilliamsonn baby williamson coming April 2024 👶🏻🤍 so proud of my wife 🫶🏻

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y/n.williamson excited to be a Mumma with you ❤️

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[simmervlogs]

Hello Simmers, indulge your stay at Pointe Milou!  A vacation rental/home in the lovely world of Sulani, inspired by St. Barts.

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With floor to ceiling windows, Inside the property boasts high ceilings and has multiple skylights for the sun to radiate through. The fully-equipped kitchen offers a spacious and modern pantry, two large islands, coffee bar and state of the art TV installation. This property has three generous bedrooms each with their own private bathrooms. The dinning opens up to the outdoor kitchen and bar, perfect for a nightcap or two. Be it day or night, the Pointe Milou has built in LED light system perfect for any mood or setting.

Whether you are here for short time or planning on moving into this luxurious property, you will experience a stay you cannot forget.

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[embarrassedanon]

Ski Bum

As an Aspen local, Chester loathed the hours he spent giving ski lessons to the progeny of America's rich and famous. These spoiled brats were airdropped in on private jets by the dozen from New York or LA and wrought havoc on the slopes each winter. But helping them perfect their form earned him a pretty penny and free season lift pass so it was worth it.

Chester saw rather quickly that no matter how much these rich kids claimed they wanted to improve they weren't used to taking constructive criticism. Chester learned that lesson in a humiliating fashion when Walter, the 20 year old son of an oil magnate, joined him for a private lesson.

Despite a decade and half of winters spent skiing, Walter never managed to conquer anything but the bunny slopes. He was more keen to spend his time reading by the fire in the lodge or ogling the snow boarders in the sauna.

To Chester it was no wonder why Walter's skiing prowess plateaued before he even finished elementary school, Walter was convinced he knew everything.

"Your stance is all wrong dude, there's no way this is how you learned to ski!" Chester said a bit amused.

"It most certainly is not, and you'll call me Walter or Sir, not dude, I'm not one of your townie friends."

Prick, Chester thought, plastering a smile on his face.

Walter, not remotely remorseful, began absentmindedly scrolling through his phone.

"Is there somewhere you'd rather be? Cause if you don't want to do this lesson there's no point in either of us freezing our asses off."

"You seriously ought to rethink your language if you wish to continue working at a resort with high-end clientele. And if you must know all of my friends from University are in St. Barth's. But of course daddy forced us to go to this dreadful mountain hideaway."

"Well if you're such a competent skier and you don't need the lesson you'll have no problem getting your phone back from me.”

With that, Chester lunged for Walter's phone and stuffed in his pocket. In a flash he was off down the slopes. Shakily Walter gave chase.

"Get back here this instant!" Walter yelled.

"You'll have to catch me,” Chester taunted in a singsong voice as he whipped around to face his pursuer before turning around and speeding off.

Propelled by rage rather than any athletic prowess, Walter sped after Chester in a haphazard manner. As he neared the instructor, far faster than Chester could have predicted, Chester began to bob and weave as to avoid Walter's grasp. This only made Walter's attacks more erratic.

In one fell swoop, Walter reached to grab his phone from Chester's back pocket. The speed with which he was hurling down the mountain put an undue amount of force behind his grasp. While Walter was able to secure his phone, he sent Chester flying out of his skis and his pants and long johns tumbling down.

With a thud Chester fell face down ass up in a heap of snow, his pale cheeks looking almost sun-kissed compared to the alabaster snow. Walter gasped and then let out a hearty laugh. Chester shot up and spat snow out of his mouth.

"It's not funny!" Chester pleaded, over his shoulder.

"Oh it certainly is, and this serves you right for taking what's mine!"

Chester struggled to right himself and his he slipped on the packed snow. Bent over with his bare ass facing Walter he tried to pull up his pants when he heard the clicking of sound effect of a phone camera.

"Did you just take a picture of my ass?"

"Language, Chester! And my friends just sent a beautiful picture of the moon over the ocean, figured I'd respond with my own picture of the moon over the mountain. Anywho, thanks for this lesson... it was so very revealing. Ta Ta!"

With that, no less shaky than before, Walter traveled down the mountain alone. Leaving Chester to get laughed by a group of snow boarders before he came to his senses and pulled up his pants.

...

Back at the lodge, Chester was certain that everyone was staring at him as he headed to the locker room. It was clear that word of his embarrassing mishap, and maybe even the picture, traveled fast down the mountain.

In the locker room, guys were in all different states of undress, but the way they all laughed and whispered to one another when Chester walked past made him feel the most naked.

As he sat at a bench in front of his locker and removed his boots, Walter rounded the corner in a white terrycloth robe. He was at a locker just two doors down from Chester. He gave Chester a wicked smile and opened up his locker.

Chester noticed his expensive skin tight ski suits hung up neatly in the locker. Walter made quick work of shucking his robe and donning a crisp white pair of briefs, chinos and a knit sweater. He didn't bother to lock his locker before he once again flashed Chester that devilish grin and exited the locker room.

Still seething from his earlier embarrassment, access to Walter's locker was something Chester couldn't pass up. Working quickly, Chester grabbed a multi-tool from his work bag and deftly weakened the rear seam on all of Walter's ski suits. With any luck Walter would be splitting his pants right down the ass the next time he hit the slopes.

...

The next morning as Chester was getting a few runs in with his coworkers he noticed Walter and a friend walking toward the ski lifts in matching skin tight jumpsuits.

"Isn't that the asshole that pantsed you yesterday?" Chester's buddy Rich asked while laughing.

"Yes, and with any luck he'll be flashing his asshole anytime now."

Chester filled in his buddies on the plan and they were more than happy to let Walter and his friend grab the next lift in hopes of witnessing Chester's plan in action.

As the arrogant douchebag leaned back to sit on the lift, Walter's suit burst open flashing his ass and his black thong. Of course his suit was too tight for his briefs and he wouldn’t be caught doing anything as uncouth as freeballing. His own pompous rules compounded his embarrassment.

Within an instant, his friend was laughing, the lift operator was laughing, and Chester and his friends were in hysterics.

Walter shrieked as the lift scooped him up parading his ripped suit over the mountain top like a Thanksgiving balloon.

"No don't look at me!" Walter plead which only drew more eyes to his unfortuante wardrobe malfunction.

"Hey Walter, you were right! The moon over the mountains is gorgeous." Chester yelled.

[altocat]

Do AGS enjoy showers or baths?

Angeal: Showers feel more practical to him. It's a one-n-done kind of gig. Takes fifteen minutes tops, minus sprucing up afterwards. He's the most likely to take advantage of Shinra's public showers, though he's admittedly a bit self-conscious about all his body hair. Please don't stare at him, okay?

Genesis: Both, but baths are more enjoyable. He really doesn't care so long as the water is hot. And yes, he WILL steal all your hot water. He actually really enjoys long soaks in the tub, complete with scented candles and a bath bomb. Genesis knows how to pamper himself. And is very smug about it. Also pay no attention to that rubber duck. He definitely didn't steal it. And its name is MOST CERTAINLY NOT St. Quackston. You saw nothing.

Sephiroth: He takes showers most of the time. And will occasionally accompany Angeal to the public showers as well. That said, Sephiroth adores hot baths the same as Genesis, and often uses them as a means of unwinding after a particularly stressful or emotionally taxing day. Sephiroth also is a very big fan of saunas and public hot springs, though he has a nasty habit of always falling asleep. Oh well. He's relaxed.

[stiles-o-dylan24]

|| Steve Harrington x Summer Byers || ST Rewrite || TAGLIST || • STUMMER🎶 • SHIPS OF KOMH •

Season 1

Chapter 1 - The Vanishing of Will Byers

Chapter 2 - The Weirdo on Maple Street

Chapter 3 - Holly, Jolly

Chapter 4 - The Body

Chapter 5 - The Flea and the Acrobat

Chapter 6 - The Monster

Chapter 7 - The Bathtub

Chapter 8 - The Upside Down

Season 2

Chapter 9 - MADMAX

Chapter 10 - Trick or Treat, Freak

Chapter 11 - The Pollywog

Chapter 12 - Will the Wise

Chapter 13 - Dig Dug

Chapter 14 - The Spy

Chapter 15 - The Mind Flayer

Chapter 16 - The Gate

Season 3

Chapter 17 - Suzie, Do You Copy?

Chapter 18 - The Mall Rats

Chapter 19 - The Case of the Missing Lifeguard

Chapter 20 - The Sauna Test

Chapter 21 - The Flayed

Chapter 22 - E Pluribus Unum

Chapter 23 - The Bite

Chapter 24 - The Battle of Starcourt

Season 4

Chapter 25 - The Hellfire Club

Chapter 26 - Vecna’s Curse

Chapter 27 - The Monster and the Superhero

Chapter 28 - Dear Billy

Chapter 29 - The Nina Project

Chapter 30 - The Dive

Chapter 31 - The Massacre at Hawkins Lab

Chapter 32 - Papa

Chapter 33 - The Piggyback

Season 5

Chapter 34 

Chapter 35 

Chapter 36 

Chapter 37 

Chapter 38 

Chapter 39 

Chapter 40 

Chapter 41 

[commiepinkofag]

Russian security forces raided gay clubs and bars across Moscow Friday night, less than 48 hours after the country’s top court banned what it called the “global LGBTQ+ movement” as an extremist organization. Police searched venues across the Russian capital, including a nightclub, a male sauna, and a bar that hosted LGBTQ+ parties, under the pretext of a drug raid, local media reported. Eyewitnesses told journalists that clubgoers’ documents were checked and photographed by the security services. They also said that managers had been able to warn patrons before police arrived. … Several LGBTQ+ venues have already closed following the decision, including St. Petersburg's gay club Central Station. It wrote on social media Friday that the owner would no longer allow the bar to operate with the law in effect.

[mariacallous]

Hurricane Beryl’s record-shattering intensification into a scale-topping Category 5 storm has stunned even the most seasoned experts. This storm is the nightmare scenario that meteorologists were worried about heading into the 2024 hurricane season.

All the warning indicators were blinking red in the weeks and months leading up to Beryl’s formation. The ocean is a veritable sauna ready to support any tropical disturbance that can get its act together this year.

The storm slammed into the islands of Grenada and Carriacou as a high-end Category 4 on Monday, July 1, bounding into the Caribbean, where it quickly grew into a Category 5. Forecasters expect Beryl to hit Jamaica as a major hurricane on Wednesday, July 3, before trekking over Mexico’s Yucatán Peninsula by July 4. The storm’s future is uncertain once it emerges into the Gulf of Mexico by this weekend.

Beryl’s litany of records would be impressive during the peak of hurricane season, but that isn’t even close yet. The hurricane was the Atlantic’s earliest Category 4 and Category 5 storm on record, beating out the historic duo of Dennis and Emily, respectively, from July 2005. It was also the farthest east in the tropical Atlantic we’ve ever seen a hurricane form so early in the season.

It’s a grim sign that something is seriously amiss in the Atlantic when a storm sets these historic milestones before we’ve even reached the July 4 holiday.

Fueling the storm were some of the warmest sea surface temperatures ever observed during the months of June and July. Beryl traversed waters that were 28 to 30 degrees Celsius, providing more than enough energy to help the storm reach its full potential. This is the kind of heat you’d expect to see in the tropical Atlantic during the peak of the season in late August and early September.

Hot water provides the energy hurricanes need to grow and thrive. Gusty winds evaporate a tiny bit of water off the sea’s surface. This warm water vapor rises into the clouds and releases its heat, which powers the thunderstorms that drive a hurricane’s intensity.

The Atlantic Ocean has been running a fever for the past year and a half. Sea surface temperatures across the ocean were the warmest on record for almost all of 2023 and continuing into 2024.

It’s not just that sea surface temperatures are running historically hot—that heat also stretches hundreds of meters deep beneath the surface.

Scientists use ocean heat content (OHC) to measure the depth of the heat through the ocean. A hurricane’s intense winds churn the ocean and force cooler waters from below to rise to the surface, leaving behind colder waters in the storm’s wake.

Higher OHC values limit the amount of cooling left behind by a storm, which allows the ocean to more easily support high-end storms later on down the line.

OHC values across the tropical Atlantic and the Caribbean far outpace normal values for this point in the summer, and that’s unlikely to change much as we inch closer to the peak of the season.

All that potential energy is what has meteorologists so worried heading into the rest of hurricane season. NOAA and Colorado State University both released aggressive seasonal forecasts calling for as many as two dozen named tropical storms this year.

Experts knew that the ocean would be capable of supporting frightening storms this year. The only surprise is that Beryl formed so soon. This early-season storm could serve as an omen for any storms that form later this year.

Water temperatures are only part of the equation. A tropical cyclone is an exceptionally fragile structure that also requires vigorous and organized thunderstorms, low wind shear, ample moisture in the atmosphere, and few obstacles in its way in order to grow into a formidable beast.

Plenty of those ingredients are also expected throughout this hurricane season as forecasters watch the potential for La Niña to develop later this summer. La Niña patterns can make conditions more favorable for Atlantic storms by decreasing wind shear over the region.

It’s not just the number of storms that could form this year that has experts concerned, but their nature. Beryl just proved that any storm that takes root in a favorable environment could use those exceptionally warm waters to swirl into the record books. Any one of the many storms expected this season could have the opportunity to grow into a destructive hurricane that warrants extra attention and preparation.

Folks who live along or near the coast should use the relative quiet of the early hurricane season to prepare for whatever comes your way later this summer. Make sure you’ve got an emergency kit packed with supplies to deal with long-lasting utility outages. Plan what to do and where to go if your area is told to evacuate ahead of a storm.

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I'm so excited for Summer of Smut!!! Whenever you have time can you either do My sweetest pea Bob with 19 or Coyote 10. Thank you❤️❤️❤️

Also congrats again for being almost done with your classes! So proud of you!!!

Tastes Like Strawberries | Javy "Coyote" Machado

Summary: Javy tries to fix your AC during a 4th of July cookout

Pairing: Javy "Coyote" Machado x f!reader

Content warnings: SMUT (18+), oral (f!receiving), fingering

Prompt: "Fuck… just… right there! That feels so good!"

This was written for my Summer of Smut writing event. Feel free to send in requests!

When you had decided to host the 4th of July cookout for the Dagger Squad, you didn’t plan on your AC breaking down a few nights before. All of the windows upstairs were open and fans were running on high power throughout the house. Rooster was one of the first people to show up, and he immediately noticed when he walked in.

“It’s hot in here,” he said as he walked to the kitchen with a pack of beers and burger meat.

“Yeah, the AC blew a few days ago and no one can come out to fix it until after the weekend. I’m surviving, though.”

Bradley helped you finish setting things up outside while the rest of the Dagger Squad arrived. You had been so stressed about the AC and the cookout that you forgot to get ice for the coolers, so Javy greeted you with a kiss and said that he was going to run to the store to get ice. Phoenix got the music going and set out the fruit salad she brought and it felt like things were in full swing.

“Are they manning the grill together?” You asked Phoenix as the two of you turned to see Rooster and Hangman at the grill.

“Oh God, they might kill each other. I’m gonna help Coyote with the ice.”

You were talking with Fanboy and Payback when Javy wrapped his arms around you from behind. Maverick and Penny arrived with cookies and a pasta salad almost right as Rooster and Hangman finished making the burgers and hotdogs. Everyone sat down with their food and kept in light conversation. 

“I’ll be back, I gotta get a trash bag,” you said as you stood up and put your plate and empty water bottle on your chair. Javy agreed and followed you inside.

“You know you could’ve told me about your AC, right?” He asked.

“I didn’t want to bother you about it.”

“At least let me look at it? Maybe I could have it fixed and you wouldn’t have to pay a contractor way too much.”

You sighed and finally gave in.

“Tools are in the garage. Be careful.”

You walked back outside and Payback helped you weigh down the trash bag with a brick from the fire pit. Things started to calm down after everyone ate and you brought out some sparklers and yard-safe fireworks.

“There are vodka-infused popsicles in the freezer if anyone wants one. I have regular ones, too.”

“Oh, hell yeah!” Fanboy shouted as he jumped up and practically ran inside. He came out with three and gave them to Payback and Hangman.

Everyone seemed occupied with their popsicles, so you decided to go inside and check on Javy. His shirt had been thrown on the couch and he had taken off the cover of the AC unit. The sight made you want to climb him like a tree.

“This thing is at least twenty years old, babe. I think you need a new unit. Stay with me for the next few days. I’ll get one first thing on Monday.”

“But Jake-,”

“The high for tomorrow is 95. I’m not letting you stay in this sauna of a house if it’s that hot out and I don’t think he’ll mind.”

You couldn’t explain what came over you at that moment. Javy gasped in surprise as you jumped in his arms and started to kiss him. With your legs wrapped around his waist, he started to carry you over to the stairs as the kiss became more heated. You only stopped kissing so that he could carry you up the stairs without the risk of tripping, but he quickly got to your bedroom and threw you on the bed before hiking your dress up and taking your panties off. He stuffed them into his pocket and kissed you while rubbing tight circles on your clit. You moaned into his mouth as he started to finger you.

“You gotta be quiet. You’ve got open windows,” he said when he slowed down. You nodded your head and he pulled you by your ankles so that you were at the edge of the bed. You let out a breathy moan at the feeling of Javy’s tongue on your clit. He used his free hand to hold your hips down as you became a writhing mess under him.

“Fuck… just… right there! That feels so good!” You gasped. Javy moaned into you as you came and slowly withdrew his fingers from you. From downstairs, you could hear the back door slide open and closed.

“Everything okay in here? Where’d you guys go?” Fanboy loudly asked from downstairs. Javy looked at you and chuckled before pulling your dress down.

“We’re good, man. We’ve got exposed wires up here.”

You tried not to laugh as Javy stood up and went to the bathroom to grab a washcloth.

“Oh, okay. We’re all gonna go and get ice cream. This was a good time, though.”

Everyone left and the two of you went downstairs to put all of the leftovers away and clean the yard. Both of you showered and you packed a bag and closed the windows before getting in the car with Javy. He called Hangman on the way back to their apartment and explained the situation.

“Her AC blew out so she’s staying with us for the next few days.”

You could practically hear the smirk on Hangman’s face.

“Was that the only thing that blew out?” He asked. You couldn’t help but laugh at the comment.

“Do you think Fanboy knows?” You asked through laughter.

“Oh, he definitely knows.”

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WIP Wednesday - Spa Day

i've actually got something queued up for friday already, but it's pretty short. so, instead you'll get this little snippet i wrote.

i got the idea after listening to a critical role mighty nein eps where they all go to the spa. i really don't get the point of spas, personally. i even had a $150 gift card to some swanky spa up in boulder, and i gave it to a friend of mine, instead. like hwa, i don't like to be touched by strangers, and sitting and doing nothing sounds like hell.

tagging the coemancer crew, @atonalginger, @toxiclizardwrites, @silurisanguine, @fangbangerghoul, @a-cosmic-elf, @eridanidreams, @aro-pancake, and anyone else i'm forgetting.

if you'd like to check out my fic from the beginning, it's living at ao3.

new vignette incoming friday, called You Ruined Everything in the Nicest Way.

We have fic sign!

Sam found Hwa engrossed at the weapons worktable modifying a shotgun firing mechanism to high powered. She was wearing magnifying goggles, as the work could be fiddly and delicate when altering the internals of any gun. He realized she hadn’t heard him come down, so stayed on the stairs just outside of the door. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to watch her. Her face was smudged with oil, her hair was sticking out in odd chunks from underneath the elastic band of the goggles; and the polish on her nails, presumably received at the spa, was gradually getting scraped away as she tinkered with the springs around the trigger release. When she paused and looked up, he asked, “Did you have fun at spa day?”

Hwa’s head whipped around and her expression was inscrutable, her mouth, if possible, was a weird squiggly line of part smiling, part frowning, and part confusion. “It was not an experience…I do not think it’s an experience I would choose to repeat,” she said slowly.

He chuckled knowingly, “I’m not surprised. It was nice of you to go, though. Did Cora have fun?”

She nodded, “But, I think she got bored by the end, too. And, it’s very difficult to read when you have slices of cucumber over your eyes. I’m not sure what the cucumber slices are for, however. So I ate mine.”

Sam choked, “You ate the cucumber slices?”

“What? I was hungry! There was no proper food, just … little cakes and pastries, and you know I don’t like that sort of thing. I could see no purpose that the cucumber slices were serving, so I ate them,” she shrugged.

He roared with laughter, shaking his head, “Oh my god, Hwa! I should have known!” He sat down on the stairs, clutching his stomach, tears streaming out of his eyes.

Hwa looked indignant, “I don’t know why you think it’s so funny. They were there. I was hungry. I ate them. It seemed a logical progression to me,” she pouted.

“I know,” he gasped between laughs, “logical progression. Right. Only you, Hwa.”

She started pouting in earnest, but turned back to her work, “If you’re going to make fun of me, you can leave me alone.”

Sam stood up, wiped his eyes and tried to get himself under control. “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed. At least not that hard.” He tried to suppress a giggle, but it escaped. She gave him a look. “Sorry! It slipped, OK?” He walked over and kissed her on the cheek as an apology. “So, other than vegetables, what did you think?” as he stood behind her looking over her shoulder.

Hwa paused and looked up again, staring at the wall. “Sarah and Noel called it “pampering”. If I wanted to be pampered, I’d have sex. I’m still trying to understand what was so pampering. Though, I did enjoy the sauna. Heat is always great for flexibility and I got to do some good stretching in there.”

It was a good thing she couldn’t see his face as it contorted into many forms as he tried not to burst out laughing again. “You know saunas are supposed to be for relaxing? You’re supposed to sit there, and ya know, relax,” he said in a slightly strangled tone.

“Why? That seems a waste.”

“You know what? You’re right,” he said after a couple seconds in the same strained tone.

She sighed, “You’re laughing at me again,” she said, frowning.

“No, I’m laughing behind you,” he said, finally losing control.

She grabbed a rag that was sitting on the workbench, turned and whacked his arm with it. “Jerk,” she said, pouting.

Sam laughed, softer this time, and gathered her in his arms, “Never change, love. Promise?”

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Elsie Carson-Holt at LGBTQ Nation:

Eris Montano—a transgender woman who used the locker room at Life Time Gym in suburban St. Louis, Missouri—has become the flashpoint of an anti-trans protest, calls for the gym to be boycotted, and an investigation launched into her by the state’s Republican attorney general. Montano joined the gym on Sunday and used the gym’s women’s locker room the next day. Another woman in the sauna approached her, misgendered her, and said she did not belong there, Montano said, according to The Maine Wire. After the woman continued harassing her, Montano said she tugged at her own bikini top to emphasize her breasts to the woman, demonstrating “that I am a real woman.” Montano said that she had met with the general manager previous to becoming a gym member because she wanted to know the center’s policies regarding trans members. She said that the reaction of other gym patrons was largely positive, besides the woman who confronted her.

Montano then went to the manager, who revealed that the club gym had received other complaints about her use of the women’s locker room.  [...] The following Friday, dozens of protesters demonstrated at the gym to protest Montano’s use of the women’s locker room. Some protestors and online commenters called for a boycott. The public attention prompted Missouri’s Republican Attorney General Andrew Bailey to announce an investigation into the gym’s policies. Bailey sent a letter to Life Time that repeatedly misgendered Montano and told the gym that its policies “are enabling potentially criminal behavior” including public trespassing (even though gym’s policies allow her to use the locker room). Bailey wrote, “As Attorney General, I will vigorously defend and enforce Missouri’s laws. You face both potential criminal and civil liabilities.”

Missouri's deranged anti-trans culture warrior AG Andrew Bailey (R), who recently fended off fellow MAGA puppet Will Scharf, has whipped up transphobic protests at the Ellisville Life Time Fitness location over Eris Montano, a trans woman, using the women's facilities.

See Also:

KMOX: Ellisville gym revokes membership of transgender woman at center of investigation by Missouri Attorney General

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Beautifully restored 1877 home in Philadelphia, PA was remodeled in Art Deco style. The 3bd, 3ba, 3,800 sq ft home is surrounded by private walls and located in the Art Museum section of the city. Listed for $2.75m.

This is such a lovely home.

Earthy and filled with natural light, the main hallway is stunning.

Sunken living room with conversation pit. Look at the ceiling design.

Dramatic large fireplace. Isn't it unusual? The hearth is actually open.

The real estate description calls it Art Deco, but it looks more mid-century modern to me.

If you have a collection of any kind, this house has the display area covered.

Beautiful guest powder room.

The home appears to be designed in 2 sections. These stairs go from the living room to the primary bedroom above.

The built-in furniture up here is definitely art deco. Look at that gorgeous fireplace. There's a lot of attractive storage rather than a walk-in closet.

Behind this pony wall there's a large vanity with a sink.

And, the bath.

It's like the living room and primary bedroom suite are separate from the rest of the house.

There's also a large sauna.

And, a private deck.

Then, there's this entrance to the house.

Very different style in this section. There's a large dining room with a mezzanine above.

This lovely small sitting room is next to the kitchen.

The roundish kitchen has stairs to the bedrooms above.

Nice bedroom.

There's a bath down the hall.

Plus a small TV room in the mezzanine over the dining room.

Have you ever seen classier storage in a garage?

This is the patio that's by the entrance to the living room with the primary bedroom's terrace above.

Beautiful gardens.

Looks a little crowded here. The house is on a 5,454 sq ft lot.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/761-65-N-26th-St-Philadelphia-PA-19130/10242800_zpid/?