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sleeperswakewriting · 4 years ago

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fire alarm

Thank you to @nicolanoodles for the prompt: “the fire alarm went off at 3 am and now the cute guy from the flat next door is standing next to me in his underwear AU”

AO3

Rating: G

Pairing: Levi x Petra

Petra groaned and rubbed her eyes as she slid into her slippers. Not again…She thought, throwing on her robe and grabbing her phone. She padded to her front door with not nearly as much haste as she probably should have, but she was tired. For the third time this week, her building’s fire alarm had gone off, and each time had been a false alarm. Something related to a new system, is what management told everyone, but it still didn’t make up for the fact that this was now the third night this week that she had woken up at 3 AM. By the time the firetrucks were called and the all clear was given, she barely fell back asleep before waking up at a prompt 5:30 AM to get ready for work.

Her coworkers and students commented on her ragged appearance, which made her all the more frustrated since she was usually known for her sunny disposition, but even she had her limits, and she was someone who valued her sleep. It didn’t help that she recently moved into the building so she had nearly another year before her lease was up, and she was so sure that this apartment would be the perfect fit for her modest salary and being a single woman.

Skirting down the stairs, Petra noticed her neighbors also lazily making their way back down, each of them with the same annoyed and dazed look. Petra knew most of the people on her floor, an elderly couple three doors down, a single mom and son across from her, and a young couple with an adorable Pomeranian that she often saw in the afternoons when she returned from work. There were a couple neighbors unaccounted for, and Petra assumed that their schedules never aligned, but she never had any noise complaints, which was the plus side to her floor.

The summer breeze hit her as she made her way onto the grass, the moistness catching her fluffy slippers and she grumbled, wondering if the apartment complex would reimburse her for physical and emotional damage. If anything, her students will be suffering tomorrow since Ms. Ral had been at the end of her rope all week, and one more student on the red zone would take away Friday’s movie afternoon. Clearly, lack of sleep made her heartless, but at this point she didn’t care, she wanted to get back into her bed.

Petra pulled up her Snapchat to show her friends that yet again, she would be in a bad mood all day. As she raised her phone to the apartment complex to snap a picture of the screeching disaster, she immediately noticed a man standing a few feet in front of her in his underwear. Well, his black boxer’s to be exact. He had flip flops on, and he wore a scowl equal to the people around him. His eyes focused in on her, and his grimace darkened.

They made eye contact and Petra yelped, immediately turning around and slapping her phone to the side of her leg and out of sight. Oh my god, he must think I’m such a perv. Don’t turn around, Petra. Even if he is hot and has a six pack, you were not taking a picture of him in his underwear!

“Oi,” a man said, tapping her shoulder, and she went hot.

Slowly turning around to meet her judgement, Petra went crimson as the man in the boxers stood in front of her. He was glaring (as he should, Petra thought) and pointed to her phone in her hand. He was only a few inches taller than her, maybe a just bit older too, with grey eyes and an undercut.

“What the hell?” He asked, and Petra found it very hard to breathe. The last time she was this close to a near naked man was her ex-boyfriend, and that was someone she knew very well. This was a stranger! A very sexy, are-his-muscles-photoshopped stranger.

Petra took a step back, squishing further into wet grass and she stuttered, “I-I wasn’t taking a picture of you. I was just taking a Snapchat to show my friends to complain. I would show you, but you know, Snapchat.”

The main raised an eyebrow, not buying her story, and she groaned. “I promise I’m not a pervert. You’re really attractive, but I’m not the type to snap pictures of random guys.”

He raised his eyebrows even further, the annoyance disappearing and his expression softened to something closer to amusement.

Realizing what she just said, hung over from lack of sleep, Petra clamped her mouth shut and took a deep sigh.

“Let me start over. Hi, my name is Petra. I live in 34C.” She extended her hand, hoping to get into the stranger’s good graces before he reported her for harassment.

The man shook her hand. “Levi. 34B.”

God, could this day get any worse? He was her freaking neighbor too?! One of the nameless ones that apparently worked opposite hours. Feeling lightheaded, Petra released his hand and stared at the ground in embarrassment.

Seemingly uncomfortable with their silence, Levi coughed. “This shit sucks,” he said, pointing his thumb at the firetrucks that started to pour in. They were a good 100 feet away from the building, but the noise was enough to give her a headache.

“Yeah,” Petra agreed lamely, her silk robe suddenly feeling too tight.

“How long have you been living here?” He asked.

“Just two months, I got a job in the area over the summer. You?”

“A year.”

“Oh, so are these things common? I’ve been meaning to ask around but I’m always so tired when they go off, but I’m not sure how much longer I can take it.”

“Not really, but it’s still fucking annoying. Not like we have work or anything,” he mumbled sarcastically, running his fingers through his hair.

Since the conversation had mellowed out and he didn’t seem as agitated at her, she allowed herself to peek at him, admiring his muscular features. Maybe he was a personal trainer? Or in the military?

“I know, right? I have to deal with so many brats in the morning, this week has been killing me,” she commiserated.

Levi seemed to smirk as she spoke, and she amended, “Not that I don’t like my students or anything! They can be a handful, but I usually really do like them when I’m not sleep deprived.”

“You’re a teacher?”

She nodded enthusiastically, “Third grade.”

“Wow,” he replied sincerely. “I couldn’t do that, too much noise.”

“What do you do?” She asked, feeling braver.

He crossed his arms, and Petra swallowed as the action highlighted his chest and biceps. “I’m a lawyer.”

“Oh! Like defense attorney stuff?”

“Child welfare,” he replied, looking to the side, and Petra’s heart melted. Hot and chivalrous? She had to tell Nanaba about him later.

“That’s amazing!” She said enthusiastically, nearly forgetting about his unclothed state, and she stepped closer to him. His eyes widened as the side of her robe brushed against his stomach, and she caught herself, giggling.

“Aha, sorry!” She pulled the straps tighter against her. “Can I ask why you’re in your underwear?” Don’t look near his groin, Petra. Don’t try to guess how big—

“I was asleep,” Levi deadpanned, as if it were obvious. Petra looked around them, wondering if anyone else was in a similar state of disarray, but most people were in their robes or threw on a jacket to cover themselves up. Seemingly, as if Levi could read her mind, “I never know if one of these things are real or not, so I just gun for it. I guess I should know by now, but it’s a pretty knee jerk reaction.”

“Do you want my robe?” She asked suddenly, feeling bad for him and maybe he was feeling self-conscious.

“Hell no. I’d rather be like this than be caught dead in your pink lingerie.”

Petra blushed furiously. “It is not lingerie! It’s a robe!”

He nodded, and with a teasing lilt to his tone, “Sure. With a v-neck cut out to show off your cleavage. Just a robe.”

She looked down at herself for the first time since putting on the ensemble, and she grew hotter noticing the lacy and thin tank top she was wearing. It was obvious to anyone looking at her up close that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her sleep shorts cut off before her robe, making her look pants-less.

“Do you want to sit in my car and make out until the trucks leave?”

“W-What?!” Petra gaped, and she looked up to see Levi’s face lined in amusement, holding up his car keys.

“I’m kidding. I was actually going to sit in there before I saw you taking a picture of me. We’ve already seen each other half naked, so it isn’t too weird to sit in a car together.”

Not seeing how her night could get any more embarrassing, Petra nodded and found herself following Levi to his car in the adjacent lot. Maybe I should call out of work tomorrow…

“For the record, I definitely was not taking a photo of you.”

“I wouldn’t mind if you did, though.” He said, opening the door to his black sports car, and Petra’s heart thrummed in her chest, inhaling the leather.

Maybe the fire alarm going off wasn’t so bad.

#rivetra #Levi x petra #petra ral #rivetra fanfiction

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johnjjselman · 3 years ago

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𝑨 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒕'𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍

In Letters to Evelyn, after visiting his parents’ home, an aspiring pilot’s life begins to spin out of control when he begins to have hallucinations that may reveal his connection to an alien life form, God, and a mysterious woman named Evelyn.

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Letters to Evelyn, a true love story, is a book which when read, gives a unique point of view of our earth and ourselves. We have so much, but yet, so little. Letters to Evelyn shows us what happens when love conquers all.

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Letters to Evelyn was a way for me to find a structure of morals which can give people easy and many obvious ethical virtues to live by. It is always mind-boggling that certain behaviors we see on TV actually exist when we watch the news. But an imaginative, intellectual and irresistable read will give you many words of verifyable intelligence that give love a chance for anyone willing to look.

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Letters to Evelyn gives a partial solution to the Grand Unifying Theory of Everything. It is found using easy mathematics and although incomplete, gives motive force to find new technologies, from gravitational propulsion to quantum food solidifiers. A must read!

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Biography of John Selman

What inspired me to write Letters to Evelyn was that I was seeing so many things wrong with a negative outlook on life. I thought I would give some of my dreams away that integrate with reality.

My name is John J. Selman, I'm originally from Albuquerque, New Mexico, however I grew up in Brunswick, Maine when my parents moved here when I was four. I thought Brunswick, Maine had a strong tradition with poetry so, much of what I've seen in the English language are displayed in a lyrical sense.

I graduated first in my NROTC class at the University of Maine with a B.A. in German and a minor in economics, and with my degree, I chose to join naval service to become a pilot. My flight time has been spent in 9 different types of aircraft and I presently have two world records, one for the longest time spent with no sleep, greater than 12 days, that's talked about in my memoir, Letters to Evelyn, and my second is for the steepest, highest Sarajevo Approach with the lowest recovery in a T-34C. I flew from 6000 feet down to five feet above the treetops onto Eglin AFB at greater than a seventy degree nose down attitude. So, I enjoyed writing Letters to Evelyn because it allowed me to construct worlds with an impression, and give some of my ideas about what I believe is an ideal earth.

L. Jones, Readers' Favorite

From a young age, John Selman knew there was more to life than what his senses could see, touch and hear. Follow his amazing life experiences as he strives to follow in his father's footsteps into aviation whilst trying to find love and a sense of belonging. A heart-touching love story with intriguing threads of fantasy and science fiction woven throughout. John is witness to many extraterrestrial encounters and premonitions throughout his life, which makes him of considerable interest to those who meet him. Sometimes his gift is an advantage, giving him the upper hand, but other times it is a curse that causes him to feel like an outsider. As John's search for love continues, the story will take a surprising turn, mixing reality with science fiction and a biblical tale. When John eventually finds love, it is with someone he never imagined possible.

Letters to Evelyn by John Selman is an extraordinary book with a unique plot that captivated me from the first chapter. The author takes quite horrific and disturbing events and turns them into great learning experiences. The events in the book are depicted so well and I loved the references to real-life events, such as the Vietnam War and the World Trade Center. Each of the characters, even the minor ones, have been portrayed with care and consideration. I could visualize every one of them. I found Jona especially dark and disturbing. The dialogue was sharp, realistic and revealed the character's personality perfectly. The author's imagination is off the charts. I did not think a novel combining science fiction, romance, and biblical characters could be achieved, but the author has created a story that you will never forget. Letters To Evelyn will never lose your interest and never fail to deliver on tension, excitement and even hints of comedy.

The following is an interview about my Autobiography "Letters to Evelyn" with the Dorset Book Detective Blog

https://dorsetbookdetective.wordpress.com/

https://www.facebook.com/dorsetbookdetective/

Tell me about how you came to define your writing style. What drew you towards science fiction writing?

My writing style has a soft voice. It makes no sense for an author to sound inhuman or harsh.

I was drawn to science fiction when I was younger. My father was a jet pilot, so flying became one of the major themes I was interested in. Science fiction has a lot of flying, and I myself was a pilot, so science fiction became a natural fit for my work.

What is your career background and how do you draw on it in your writing?

My career background is my service as a pilot and a Division Officer aboard aircraft carriers. I easily built my memoir upon my background while I was writing it by recalling memories, and it became easier once the big unforgettable memories were recounted.

Where do you take your inspirations? Are there any rituals you do to get yourself in the mood for writing?

I have no rituals for writing except for my marker board now. I like the marker board because it allows for viral expression on a plain surface. I’m using it for my second novel in conjunction with folded paper used like an organizer to write down all my thoughts for the next novel.

What style of writing do you enjoy yourself? Are there any particular writers you admire?

As I said before, I prefer a soft style of writing. Honestly, my memories are so scary that my memoir had to have a soft voice or people wouldn’t read it. I’ve avoided writing about physical violence in this memoir because I’ve found much more interesting themes to write about.

I really enjoy Brian Stableford’s work on the Hooded Swan series. “Promised Land” is one title in that series which stands out. I also like reading Kurt Vonnegut and Arthur C. Clarke.

If you could collaborate with any person, living or dead, on a writing project, who would it be and why?

I would choose to collaborate with my great-great-great-grandfather, who I’m named after. He was a doctor in Iowa and eventually became President of the Iowa Senate, since he was such a friendly guy. If I could talk to him in real life, I would write volumes about his profession.

Are there any new books or writers that you are looking forward to later in the year?

“Winter’s Orbit” by Everina Maxwell looks tantalizing. “We are Satellites” by Sarah Pinsker also looks enticing. Lastly, “Hail Mary” by Andy Weir also looks successful. Stephen King never stops writing and I like most of his works.

Anything you’d like to add?

I’d like to thank you from the bottom of my ankles for allowing me the opportunity to share my career with you and your audience. It isn’t every day that I get to talk about myself in front of people.

Hardcover:

https://www.amazon.com/Letters-Evelyn-Mr-John-Selman/dp/1737095238/

eBook (now on sale for $2.99):

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3 Five Star Reviews 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆

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Press Release for my memoir ! 🤩

Naval Veteran John Selman Releases Memoir Combining His Naval Service with Other Worldly Experiences

“Letters to Evelyn” is a love story that is part memoir, part science fiction fantasy

PORTLAND, Maine – August 31, 2021 – U.S. Navy veteran John Selman has released his first memoir, “Letters to Evelyn.” The memoir recounts Selman’s experiences as a Navy pilot and Division Officer in Pensacola, Florida; Corpus Christi, Texas; and San Diego, California. But ultimately, “Letters to Evelyn” is a love story.

In the memoir, aspiring pilot Selman’s life begins to spin out of control after an assassination attempt on his life with a potent dose of narcotics. Selman begins to experience hallucinations that seem to reveal his connection to an alien life form, God and Evelyn, a mysterious woman.

After the Navy, Selman attends college for engineering and meets Evelyn Tuskegee. “Letters to Evelyn” is an attempt to earn the attention of the mysterious woman, but a high-ranking Naval officer is determined not to let that happen. The memoir also recounts a conversation held aboard the USS Enterprise in July 2000 that may have been the beginning of COVID-19.

With a beautiful weaving of memoir, fantasy and science fiction, “Letters to Evelyn” offers a partial solution to the grand unifying theory of everything, which Selman discovers as he attempts to follow in his father’s footsteps as a pilot while at the same time trying to find love and the place where he belongs.

“’Letters to Evelyn’ was a way for me to find a structure of morals that can give people easy and many obvious ethical virtues to live by,” Selman said. “I see so many things wrong with a negative outlook on life. I thought giving away my dreams may help people find a better way. We have so much but so little.”

Selman was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico and grew up in Brunswick, Maine. He graduated first in NROTC at the University of Maine with a B.A. in German. He has flown nine different types of aircraft and holds two world records. The first is for the longest time spent without sleep, which Selman did for more than 12 days. The experience is recounted in “Letters to Evelyn.” The second world record is for the steepest, highest Sarajevo Approach with the lowest recovery in a T-34C.

“Letters to Evelyn” has three five-star reviews on Reader’s Favorite. One reviewer, L. Jones, said, “’Letters to Evelyn’ by John Selman is an extraordinary book with a unique plot that captivated me from the first chapter. The author takes quite horrific and disturbing events and turns them into great learning experiences. The events in the book are depicted so well, and I loved the references to real-life events, such as the Vietnam War and the World Trade Center. Each of the characters, even the minor ones, has been portrayed with care and consideration. ‘Letters to Evelyn’ will never lose your interest and never fail to deliver on tension, excitement and even hints of comedy.”

“Letters to Evelyn” is available on Amazon as a paperback and eBook, on Reedsy and Google Play Books. Selman’s memoir was also recently accepted by Voyage Media producer Ryan Heppe for production into a film. Heppe previously worked with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Bruce Willis in “Collateral Damage” and “Hart's War,” respectively.

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eBook (now on sale for $2.99):

https://www.amazon.com/Letters-Evelyn-John-Selman-ebook/dp/B0931R2YQ2/

Hardcover:

https://www.amazon.com/Letters-Evelyn-Mr-John-Selman/dp/1737095238/

Paperback:

https://www.amazon.com/Letters-Evelyn-John-Selman/dp/173709522X/

Reedsy Listing

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3 Five Star Readers' Favorite Reviews 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆

https://readersfavorite.com/book-review/letters-to-evelyn

Find John on Reedsy

https://reedsy.com/discovery/user/johnselman/library

Find John on Twitter

https://twitter.com/AuthorSelman?s=09

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dariaroden · 4 years ago

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BRIGHTWOOD CHALLENGE 02

1: How high is your libido? Oh, honey. You couldn’t handle it if I told you.

2: Rough sex or soft sex? Either way, depending on what the mood calls for.

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? That would depend on what you’d classify as unusual. Kinks in and of themselves are technically things that deviate from the norm. So I guess, by that definition, yes.

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? In a supply closet.

5: Favourite sex position? Any. I couldn’t possibly name a favorite.

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? I tend to be more submissive in bed and in general.

7: Have you ever had any one night stands? I’ve had a few, yes.

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor? Anywhere. Everywhere. All of the above and more, babe.

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? I have yes. Behind the game booths at a carnival, once.

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? I have. I’ve had more than a couple of roommates over the years.

11: What does your favorite sexy underwear look like? It’s a pink teddy with feathers at the bottom.

12: How often do you have sex? Not nearly enough to satisfy me, at the moment. But at least I’m getting something. Beggars can’t be choosers, as my mother always used to say.

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? Hell yes. @everywherealinagoes

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? Receiving is excellent, but I’m not selfish. I’ll return the favor, always.

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? I broke a nail down to the quick, it was incredibly painful and we had to stop.

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? Anything with a good, fast beat and a nice rhythm. Maybe ‘Rude Boy’ by Rihanna

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex? ‘Motivation’ by Kelly Rowland

18: Are you into dressing up for sex? Hell fucking yes. I have a literal problem with the amount of lingerie and roleplay outfits in my closet.

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? Bath, shower, counter...Wherever babe.

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? Alina Liu, @everywherealinagoes

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you? I have, yes.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys? I absolutely use sex toys and will continue to use them. You’ve got to keep things hot.

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? You know it.

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? I would, if she needed it.

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)? Really just rehydrating, so drink water.

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? Dirty texts, pictures, kissing, just about everything.

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? Both. Afternoon sex too.

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex? Calves.

29: Favourite body part on the same sex? Ass.

30: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find? I have nothing to hide, come on in and start rummaging. Maybe you’ll find something you’ll like.

31: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you? I once had someone try to fuck me with a frozen cucumber. I realize some people think that’s a glorious stand-in, and by all means, you do you boo boo. But, uh, that was not for me.

32: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] I sure have, and I can attest to tasting like candy.

33: Is it ever okay to not use a condom? If you’re willing to accept the risks, sure, go for it.

34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience? Chocolate.

35: Worst possible time to get horny? Is there ever really a bad time?

36: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans? I so fucking do.

37: What is the most amount of times you’ve ever orgasmed in a day? Six.

38: Best sexual complement you ever got: Someone once told me I have a magical tongue.

39: Favorite foreplay activities: Anything, literally. It’s beyond easy to get me going.

40: What do you wear to bed? Usually just panties and a sports bra. Sometimes no bra, though.

41: What is your biggest turn off? Bad hygiene. Hands down.

42: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? I sure do. Why, are you interested?

43: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? It has actually been a while. Someone should definitely get on that.

44: Have/would you ever have sex in public? I have and I would again.

45: Have/would you ever had a threesome? I have and would again.

46: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? An electric toothbrush.

47: What is your favorite type of porn? Girl on girl, baby.

48: Do you like oral sex? (why/why not) I absolutely do, who doesn’t? I don’t trust you if you don’t, period.

49: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? They can be hot, as long as they are’t weird tattoos.

50: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? I would, if they wanted me to.

51: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Probably like...Something weird. Like tapioca. Who would do that?

52: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? Either or.

53: Do you watch porn? Is this a real question? Hell yes, I do.

54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? I have been, because of how high my libido is and how willing I am to do just about anything.

55: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? I do, and do frequently.

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? Absolutely not. If you’ve got a problem with that, you aren’t grown and you don’t want it bad enough. Au naturale is just fine with me.

57: If you could give yourself head, would you? I so would, I don’t even care.

58: Booty or Boobs? Both, duh.

59: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) No, i haven’t. I wouldn’t hurt someone like that.

60: What is your dirtiest sexual fantasy? How much time do you have sweetpea? I’ve got about a million.

61: have you ever watched someone masturbate? Yep, it’s hot.

62: has anyone ever watched you masturbate? Yep, it’s hot too.

63. Have you ever had an erection and someone noticed? That isn’t possible for me personally, but you can bet I’ve had my fair share of wet spots.

64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate) It depends on how I’m feeling, but generally a combination of toys and clitoral.

65. What is your bra/penis size? I’m a 34C.

66. What is the strangest thing you have ever put up your vagina/anus? Strangest? I guess the cucumber that one time.

67. When was the last time you masturbated? About 20 minutes ago. But, after this, I have a feeling I’ll need to go again.

68. When was the last time you had sex? Like two days ago?

69. When was the last time you watched porn? When I masturbated 20 minutes ago.

70. Have you ever bought a sex toy? If so, which one did you buy last? First sex toy? If not, which one do you plan on buying when you do? I have more sex toys than I can count. My first was a dildo with a suction on the base. The most recent was a Sybian.

71. Circumcised? It doesn’t matter to me sweetie.

72. Which not-genital part of your body do you like being touched? My arms.

73. Which genital part of your body do you like being touched? All of them. Every single one.

74. Are you able to achieve orgasm just through nipple stimulation? I could, if I’m horny enough.

75. Have you anonymously sent a sexual ask to someone? Sure have.

76. When was the last time you have had a wet dream? I have sex dreams at least every other week. Sometimes once a week if I’ve been putting my needs on the backburner.

77. Which wet dream was your favorite? The one i just had about Alina, actually. @everywherealinagoes

78. Is there a friend you would willingly have sex with? You know there is.

79. Is there a celebrity/character you would willingly have sex with? Oh absolutely.

80. Least favorite sexual position? Are there any? I don’t think so.

81. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed? Ohhhh, yes please.

82. Are you into any BDSM? Pffft yes.

83. Have you ever wanted to have sex with someone but knew you couldnt for any reason? Why? Not really, no. I’ve gotten lucky in that department.

84. Do you like dirty talk? Love it.

85. Are you loud or quiet during sex? Masturbation? I am loud, for the most part. I can be quiet if I have to be. But if it doesn’t matter, I can be a screamer.

86. Have you ever been interrupted during sex or masturbation? Who/what? I have been, by my roommate.

87. What kind of porn do you not like to watch? I don’t like overly fake stuff. Like I realize all porn is pretty much staged in some way. But, I hate those stupid ass movies where the girl with huge tits looks at the camera, biting her lip, and is like, “oh yeah, I’m a naughty girl, i need to be punished.” Like...No. The obvious fakeness is a turn off.

88. Have you ever confessed to someone that you got an erection over them? What about masturbated to them? I have. I’m not shy about that. We all have needs.

89. Have you ever masturbated because your sexual partner wasn’t there when you needed them? Yes. Sometimes you just can’t wait.

90. Have you ever had a one night stand? Do you still keep in contact with them? I have, but admittedly I don’t always keep up with them, no.

91. Have you ever had a friends with benefits? Are they still beneficial? Yes, and most definitely yes.

92. Any kinks you’ve always wanted to try but haven’t? There isn’t much I haven’t tried. But, I’ll think on that.

93. How should someone who is interested in sleeping with you approach the topic? Literally just send a suggestive text.

94. What are your absolute no-nos in bed? Don’t leave permanent marks, don’t ignore me if I give a direction or have a request, and don’t bring nonsexual fluids into the mix. We’ll be Gucci.

95. How do you feel about quickies? They are excellent and needed.

96. Have you ever tried roleplay in bed? Would you? I have and would again in a heartbeat.

97. Describe the best orgasm you’ve ever had. What were you doing? Alone or with someone else? What made it so good? The best? I don’t even know if I can pick the best. Any time with Alina is generally A++.

98. Have you ever filmed yourself while masturbating or having sex? I sure the fuck have.

99. Lights on or lights off? Either or, doesn’t matter to me. Either way, we’re fucking.

100. What would you like to do more of in bed? Everything. All of it. Just sex.

#brightwood.challenge #challenge 02

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disasteromnia · 5 years ago

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a hoe really out here doing this huh…anyway this is the short version of her profile and I’ll edit it once I complete everything….god I hope that happens soon

☃ 【Alesia’s Profile】 ☃

❄ Name Data ❄

Name

Xxxx Xxxx Xxxxxxx

Alias

Alesia

Katakana

アリシア

Nickname(s)

Ali

Chaos Trio Leader, Headache #1 (by Crowley)

Mom (by Ace & Kalim)

Tsundere (by close friends, usually just to make her more flustered)

イーラ (a hint to her real name!)

Etymology

Alesia : “noble natured” ; a variant of the name Alice, which was derived from the Germanic name Adalheidis

❄ Personal Data ❄

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Birthday

"January 18th"

Age

Horoscope

Capricorn

Blood Type

AB (Rh-negative)

Hometown

According to Ali, it’s always snowing in her hometown

Race

“Human”

Song Themes

“It’s Not Like I Like You!!” (painfully obvious lol)

❄ Professional Data ❄

Affiliation(s)

Night Raven College

Dorm

Diasomnia

Year

2nd Year

Best subject(s)

Sciences

Hobbies

Calligraphy, playing guitar, singing, stargazing

Under the cut : Personality, Background, Relationship, and Magic

❄ Personality ❄

Ali is a very gentle and friendly person, often befriending most people easily. She can also be quite reckless, always doing whatever she feels at the moment instead of thinking things through. She is often out causing chaos in Night Raven College with others (notably, Choco and Wende) much to the staff’s chagrin. She is also self aware of her annoyance and proudly claims herself as a 12 yr old, as if it were some sort of medal.

Despite her usual childishness, Ali is very capable of stepping up to the responsibility when she feels like it. Usually, it’s when one of her friends is feeling down and needs someone to talk to. While she does allow others to come to her for comfort, she is very hesitant on relying on others for emotional support. She has a few people she openly cries to, but she never tells them why.

When she feels like the other party is comfortable enough with her, she will continue to talk to no end. Often, these conversations are without rhyme or reason as she just genuinely enjoys being able to be with friends. There is, however, a particular topic that she refuses to speak of. No matter how close someone may be to her, she will never talk about her time before Night Raven College. If anyone were to ask her why she refused to talk, she’d answer vaguely like how it was just a normal life before quickly changing topics. If someone were to try and pry the information out of her, she immediately acts cold and defensive, and the air around her starts becoming freezing. Depending on how hard they try to pry, she will not hesitate to cut off that person from her life right then and there.

As long as someone doesn’t try and dig into her past, she will remain fiercely loyal and caring for them, no matter if they were close friends or not. However, this blind loyalty is usually her downfall, especially when it comes to a certain contract-making dorm.

Ali isn’t quick to get mad, and is usually unaffected by whatever people say of her. Most times, she takes any insults as compliments. The only time she ever openly expresses anger, aside from someone trying to pry her past out of her, is when people point out her feelings for two certain individuals. She is very tsundere, openly expressing that she has no such feelings despite being beet red.

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Strengths:

Loyal, caring, is usually up to no good so it won’t be a boring time, does anything just to have a good time, great friend to bring along to buffets, unaffected by most things, either helps you or lets you copy her homework, has enough confidence to do stupid things in public, great for hugs during a hot day because her body feels cold

Weaknesses

Is usually up to no good so expect to get in trouble, tsundere, blind loyalty usually leads to her in very unfavorable situations. childishness that makes her look apathetic at times, horrible sleeping schedule, very reckless

Skills

Quick to learn (but never studies), decent flexibility and has good lower body strength, natural air cooler, guitar serenading

❄ Appearance ❄

Hair

“Dark brown,” her hair reaches down to her shoulder area and usually has a a portion of it tied up with a green or black ribbon.

Eyes

“Black eyes,” however when using magic there is a strange pale green tint.

Height

165 cm / 5 ft. 4 in.

Weight

120 lbs / 54 kg

B/W/H

35-27-36 in. / 88-68-91 cm

Chest

34C (US)

❄ Background ❄

Background story unlocks at Bond Level 10

❄ Magic ❄

Ice Magic

Ali is very proficient in using ice magic, and often uses it to cause mischief. However, when she becomes too flustered her will accidentally freeze anything within a 3 meter radius of her.

Freezing Arrows : an offensive-type spell that can be very deadly ; a large oval-shaped ice block appears in front of her and continuously shoots arrows made of ice. It is able to not only freeze anything it touches, but impale her targets. The spell ends once the ice block has been fully used up or if destroyed.

Hailstorm : an offensive-type spell similar to Freezing Arrows, but is not as deadly. Instead of shooting arrows, the ice block shoots chunks of ice, and at most it can give a concussion and some cuts and bruises.

Frost Flower Shield : a defensive-type spell ; she creates a large shield resembling a flower. Penetrating through the thick ice is very difficult, even if it is up against fire magic.

Ice Wall : a defensive-type spell ; often used to create an obstacle for whoever is trying to catch her. (i.e. Crowley)

Ice Floor : Ali freezes the floor underneath her, making it very hard for anyone to stand on it.

Snow Maiden’s Dance : A fighting style she created by herself, she creates ice sword projectiles imbued with other elements. It was based off the exotic traditional dances she saw as a child. She currently has 5 dances. She often uses these for show, but makes sure not to put too much power into it. (to be expanded with what 5 elements she can use it with)

Water Magic

She uses water magic as an extension to her Ice Magic. She doesn’t use it as much, and often uses water for healing.

❄ Relationships ❄

Canon Characters ; from Ali’s perspective

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia : Ah Mr. Dorm Leader! Mhmm mhmm, I’m not all too close to him, but he makes it easy to tease Sebek.

Lilia Vanrouge : Ah, the grandpa! He’s much easier to talk to, we actually get along fairly well. I just wished he’d stop teasing me.

Silver : Has a VERY punchable face. I would kick him in the gut…What?! No, I don’t like that moron! DEFINITELY DO NOT!

Sebek Zigvolt : Ah, that brat. He’s fun to mess with. Any time I join them for tea time and Malleus isn’t there, I make sure to give him a heart attack. Heh.

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts : Listen, if you’re gonna threaten to cut my head off make sure to actually do it, coward!

Ace Trappola : MY SON! I love you so much you are my precious child I-

Deuce Spade: Also has a very punchable face. Of course I mean what I say- I DO NOT LIKE HIM EITHER

Trey Clover : Broccoli? I don’t talk to him much, but he looks really cool with his bike. I think his hair looks stupid tho.

Cater Diamond : HEEEEEEEEY BROOOOOOOOOO! We make lots of inappropriate jokes together and it usually ends in both of us choking on a drink or food (laugh)

Octavinelle

All three of them are the end of me. That is all.

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim : MY OTHER SON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BOTH OF YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS TO ME (ugly mother tears)

Jamil Viper : Jamil I swear to god if you do anything to Kalim you better be ready to catch these frozen hands-

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit : I know he can be…a bit over bearing, but thanks to him my skin is clear even though I sleep horribly. His fashion tips tho…they’re 50/50 for me.

Epel Felmier : YOU ARE MY SON. DON’T ASK, NOW LET ME LOVE YOU MY CHILD-

Rook Hunt : The one time we talked he asked me to put an apple on my head while he blindfolds himself and try to shoot it. Thankfully, it really did hit the apple. Though truth be told, I wouldn’t mind doing it again.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud : Honestly, sometimes I forget what actually looks like. Whenever I think of him I just think of his mains in our game. Ah- yeah, I play with him from time to time. You would not like to see him in competitive play.

Ortho Shroud : He’s such a good kid, but what’s with his feet-

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar : HOW IS HE SO LAZY AND HAVE A GOOD BODY!? BOY SHOW ME YOUR TIPS-

Jack Howl : One time I punched him and he said I hit like a grandma. He was not wrong. Oh, and don’t tell him this, but I have his number saved as “Extra Virgin Olive Oil.”

Ruggie Bucchi : He’s basically…my spirit animal. Hah.

#twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twisted wonderland self insert

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sgstories123 · 5 years ago

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Gary’s Drunken Adventure

“Let’s go back to my hall. Gary will not be back tonight. He is at his girlfriend’s place.” Junhao pleaded with Alicia.

Alicia sighed. They just had dinner at Jurong Point and she knows what Junhao wants for dessert. She like Junhao but it is just that compared with her ex-boyfriends, Junhao is not very good at sex. He cums too quickly and most of the time, cannot satisfy her. She thought with practice, he might last longer and become better in bed. Hence, she has agreed to having sex with him every time he asked for it. But it has just become disappointment after disappointment. It was just not enjoyable any more.

She looked at Junhao. He has a boyish charm and looks like he belonged to a K-pop group. But below his face, there is nothing much to brag about. He was a little scrawny and no muscles to speak of. His cock is slightly smaller than any Alicia has seen before. As such, having his cock in her never satisfied Alicia.

“Please.” Junhao pleaded again. “I miss you so much.”

“Okay. Let’s grab some snacks and drinks first, before we head back to NTU.” Alicia gave up. He is her boyfriend after all.

An hour later, they reached Junhao’s hostel. Junhao opened the door and was surprised to see Gary watching a movie on his laptop and drinking a beer. From the 4 empty beer cans on the table, Gary has been drinking quite a bit. Junhao guessed that Gary must have quarrelled with his girlfriend again. They have been having frequent arguments in the last 3 months and it is a miracle that they are still together. Every time they have an argument, Gary will get drunk.

“Oh, you are back.” Seeing that Junhao has brought Alicia back, Gary guessed what his roommate was up to. “I am going out for a while. Won’t be back so soon. You can have the last can of beer.”

“Thanks, bro!” Junhao called out as Gary got up and reached for the door. Without even waiting for the door to close, Junhao reached over to Alicia and started kissing her. He squeezed her breasts just a little too hard and caused Alicia to gasp in pain. Junhao misunderstood and thought Alicia was just excited. He fumbled with her blouse, ripping it off to expose a lacy black bra holding up Alicia’s 34C breasts. He put his face between her breasts, licking her cleavage. He pushed up her bra revealing Alicia’s nipples and bit on them. Again, Alicia felt a sharp pain, this time on her sensitive nipples.

“Slow down. You are too rough. And don’t tear my bra. This one is new and it is quite expensive.” Alicia has already given up that tonight was going to be any different. She just have to let Junhao have his fun and she can be on her way home.

Junhao did not answer. Instead, he pulled down her jeans and removed her panties. Without another word, he took off his own clothes, revealing an erect cock. He took out a condom from his drawer and put it on as quickly as he could. He spread open Alicia’s legs and tried to insert his cock into her cunt. After several tries, he managed to get it in.

“Ouch! Wait, I am not wet enough yet.” Alicia begged. “Put on some lube or something.”

But Junhao was too overcome with lust. He continued pushing his cock into Alicia’s dry cunt, forcing away her resistance. Once he had half his cock in, he started pulling it out again. He was trying to fuck Alicia even when he could not get his cock all the way in. Several thrusts later, and not more than a couple of minutes, Junhao ejaculated. He was spent and his cock shrivelled out of Alicia’s cunt. He laid down beside Alicia and fell asleep.

Alicia sighed. Even for Junhao’s standard, this was extremely fast. She looked at her sleeping boyfriend and wondered if she will ever enjoy sex again. Just then, she heard the door open softly.

Gary came into the room softly. He had been outside the room, listening to Junhao and Alicia having sex. He wanted to wait till they were done before returning to the room as he was feeling a bit disoriented from the beer. Knowing Junhao, he knew he did not need to wait long.

Gary tried to move past Junhao’s bed and onto his own bed. But he stumbled and fell on top of a naked Alicia. Both he and Alicia looked at each other. Alicia could feel Gary’s body heat on top of her cold exposed body. She could also feel Gary’s hard cock through his shorts. She placed her hands on Gary’s chest, trying to push him away. She could feel his strong muscular body and for a moment, she was wondering what it would feel like to fuck someone like Gary. Gary must have heard her thoughts. In response, he brought his lips down to hers and kissed her gently. Alicia resisted at first but gave in when her lust took over. It had been a long time since anyone kissed her like that. Gary pushed his tongue into Alicia’s mouth and wrestled with her tongue. It was a deep and wet kiss. Alicia could smell beer in Gary’s breath. With some reluctance, Gary removed his mouth from Alicia’s lips and suckled gently on her nipples. With one hand, he massage her breasts gently. Alicia sighed in pleasure. This was heaven compared to Junhao’s rough ministrations. As Gary continued sucking, Alicia felt his fingers moving towards her lower body. Gary pushed a finger into her cunt and slowly rubbed against her clitoris. He was slowly finger fucking her and she felt herself reaching an orgasm. She moaned loudly, pressing her legs together and squeezing Gary’s arm. She found herself moving involuntary against Gary’s arm.

“That was so good.” Alicia whispered. She looked at her boyfriend lying next to her. Junhao is still sound asleep. “I want to fuck you but I don’t think I should.” Alicia confessed.

“It is okay. I am drunk and I thought you were my girlfriend.” Gary smiled conspiratorially. He removed his clothes and sucked on Alicia’s cunt. Alicia was now moaning in pleasure. “Turn around. I want to suck on your cock.” Alicia demanded.

They did a 69, each of them licking and sucking each other genitals. “Fuck me now.” Alicia could not control herself. Gary took one of Junhao’s condom from the drawer and put it on. He plunged into Alicia’s wet cunt in one swift movement, filling Alicia up with his thick and long cock. He started pounding Alicia, lifting her legs up onto his shoulders. Alicia was deep in pleasure. This is what sex is like. She has almost forgotten how it felt like. Wave of pleasure came over her with each pounding she received from Gary.

Gary turned her over and fucked her doggy style. He leaned over her and massage her large breasts as he fucked her. “Tell me, is this good? May I better than Junhao?” Alicia could only moan in response. “Tell me.” Gary repeated. “Yes, you are the best. Fuck me. Make me cum again.” Alicia replied.

Gary quickened his pace and with a loud moan, both Alicia and Gary cummed together.

Junhao opened his eyes to see Gary on top of Alicia. He did not seem to register what just happened. He turned over and fell asleep again.

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chuffyfan87 · 5 years ago

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Hiding. Part 34c

"You're not the only one who's struggling. I'm trying to be there for you but you just won't let me. That hurts so much!"

“I’m sorry.” He wrapped his arms around her and cuddled her. “I’m so sorry.”

"So am I. We need to stop fighting and face this together. As a team."

“I know.” He kissed the top of her head. “I don’t want a divorce, Duffy. I really, really don’t.”

"Neither do I." She whispered, resting her head on his chest.

He closed his eyes, “Baby?”

"Mmm?"

“You’re my world.”

She looked up, smiling brightly. "And you're mine." She kissed the tip of his nose. "I had an idea..." She began.

“An idea? What’s that?” He caught her gaze, “Nice dress by the way. Any chance I can check it out properly?”

"Ah there's the husband I know and love!" She giggled. "I was thinking it would do us both the world of good to get away for the weekend - just the two of us."

“I’d like that, but would your mum be okay at looking after the children for that length of time?” He asked, a little worried.

"I already spoke to her and she was OK with the idea. And Josh offered to take the boys out for the afternoon to play football to give her a break for a bit."

“Are you sure she’ll be ok? I could ask Josh to keep an eye on them for longer than just an afternoon? Help your mum out?” He suggested.

"I'm sure something can be arranged."

“I...” He sighed, “Stand up? Let me see your dress properly?”

Duffy pushed herself up from the bed. "Would you like me to do a twirl too?" She giggled.

“Yes please,” He smiled. “It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful!”

She slowly turned around. "I bought it on a whim in a sale last year and it finally fits so I thought I'd wear it."

“It’s really beautiful.” He stroked the material of her dress, “Sorry I didn’t pay attention.”

"Its ok. I was just in a mood because those last 5lbs were a real pain to lose to fit into it."

“You are gorgeous. You know I love your figure! Whatever your size.” He smiled brightly. “You look stunning!”

"We should get ready for bed. Care to unzip me?" She asked, turning her back towards him and lifting her hair.

He stood up and began to kiss the back of her neck.

Duffy moaned quietly as she felt the zip slide down her back and his hand come to rest on her bottom.

“Can I make it up to you?” He whispered as he let her dress fall to the floor. “For being a fucking idiot.”

"You may be an idiot but you're my idiot. Never forget that!"

“Never.” He replied as he sucked hard on her neck.

She instantly became putty in his hands. He knew her weak spots so well!

He brought her back to the bed. His hands roaming her body.

"I've missed this." Duffy mumbled, her pupils dilating with passion.

“Me too.” Charlie’s mood had meant they hadn’t been as physically active as usual. Unfortunately, it was going to be the same tonight as no amount of kissing or touching Duffy got Charlie hard. He sighed in frustration and flopped down beside her. “Sorry!” He mumbled. Why couldn’t he do anything right?

She sighed and offered him a hopeful smile. "Maybe it's a side effect of the medication?" She suggested.

He shrugged. “Maybe.” He was annoyed, frustrated with himself.

"I'm happy to just cuddle."

He moved closer to her and cuddled her. Charlie then exhaled again. The thoughts were driving him mad tonight!

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked softly.

“I just feel useless.” He admitted quietly.

"You're not. This..." She gestured to the bed. "Isn't the be all and end all of our marriage you know!"

He sighed softly, “I know that...”

"Is that all I am to you?" She whispered, the hurt evident in her voice.

“A shag?” He turned to look at her, “You’ve never been just a shag.”

"Then why are we falling apart over this?" She sighed.

“I don’t know.” He replied. “I’m sorry.”

"We should go to sleep. Maybe things will look better in the daylight."

“Yeah.” He lent over and kissed her cheek, “I love you.”

"I love you too." She rolled over away from him.

He tried to sleep but couldn’t.

When he didn't roll over to cuddle her she broke down, burying her head in her pillow she silently cried herself to sleep. It was all such a mess!

When she woke in the morning, Charlie wasn’t there in bed, beside her. He was in the shower, getting ready for work.

She sighed. He clearly didn't want to deal with their problems. She sighed once more. Maybe given time things would get better...

#chuffy #charlie and duffy #charlie fairhead #lisa duffin

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petnews2day · 3 years ago

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Dog owners warned to beware of 'silent killer' as UK set to reach 34C highs this week

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Dog owners warned to beware of 'silent killer' as UK set to reach 34C highs this week

The RSPCA has advised dog owners in London – where temperatures could reach up to 34C on Friday – to avoid walking dogs in the heat, saying: “If in doubt, don’t go out”

The RSPCA has advised dog owners in the capital against walking dogs in the heat (file photo) (

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Dog owners have been warned to beware a “silent killer” that could endanger their pooches as the UK is set to reach 34C highs this week.

Parts of the South East, London and Wales could reach at least 27C, rising to a possible 34C on Friday, hotter than Portugal, Jamaica, Costa Rica, the Canary Islands and Cyprus.

Friday is also predicted to be the hottest day of the year so far, eclipsing the 27.5C set in mid-May at Heathrow. It could even be the hottest June day for the UK since records began if the mercury tops the 35.6C recorded in Southampton in 1976.

In light of the scorching temperatures, the RSPCA has advised dog owners in the capital against walking dogs in the heat, reports MyLondon.

The charity said to be particularly careful in places where there is little to no shade, such as beaches and fields, adding: “If in doubt, don’t go out.”

Friday is predicted to be the hottest day of the year so far (file photo) (

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Esme Wheeler, an RSPCA dog welfare specialist, said: “The truth is walking dogs in hot weather can be a silent killer.

“While the majority would never leave our dogs in a car on a hot day, or even take our dogs for a really long walk in the heat, many people may still be putting their dogs at risk even on a short walk, or taking them to places such as fields and beaches with little or no shade.

“We have long-campaigned that dogs die in hot cars, but this year we’re highlighting that dogs die on hot walks, too. The message remains very simple – never leave a dog in a hot car because ‘not long’ is too long, and when it comes to walks, ‘if in doubt, don’t go out.'”

Dr Dan O’Neill, associate professor companion animal epidemiology at the Royal Veterinary College, has also warned about the serious dangers of walking dogs in the heat.

He explained vets see dogs with a range of issues, saying: “Heat-related illness can lead to organ failure, brain damage and ultimately death.

Dog owners can provide a paddling pool and make frozen treats to keep their pets cool (file photo) (

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“Most people know that dogs die in hot cars, but the reality is that more than 10 times as many dogs need veterinary treatment for heat-related illness following exercise as for being overheated in cars.

“It can take weeks for a dog to acclimatise to hot weather, so after a spell of cold weather, periods of hot weather can be particularly dangerous.”

Dog owners can provide a paddling pool and make frozen treats to keep their pets cool and entertained if they are worried about missing exercise during hot weather.

Meanwhile, animal charity The Blue Cross urged cat owners to be cautious when leaving windows open after a kitten fell three storeys and fractured a leg.

The warnings come as parts of the UK may see an official heatwave between today and Saturday, which is when at least three consecutive days have daily maximum temperatures meeting or exceeding the heatwave temperature threshold. The threshold varies by county.

Beachgoers enjoy the sunny weather in Brighton, East Sussex (

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The threshold for a heatwave is 25C for Wales, Scotland and south-west England, 27C for southern and eastern England, and 28C for London.

Brits have been told to expect “uncomfortable” nights when trying to sleep, with temperatures remaining in the low 20s in the evening.

And people looking to top up their tans, swim in open water or use public transport have been warned to be wary.

Craig Snell, a Met Office forecaster, said: “Very high UV levels are expected in the South this week, meaning people should really avoid being in the sun during the midday hours.

“Wearing sunglasses, a shirt, a hat and sunscreen are essential to protect the eyes and skin, and drinking lots of water is important – long exposure to the sun can be dangerous.

“People should avoid overdoing it. We all love the sunny weather, but being sensible can help you avoid a nasty sunburn.”

Giving an outlook for Friday, the weather service forecast hot and sunny conditions, although cooler in the north with rain.

Champ the Wonder Dog searches for new home after owner is hospitalised

Owners warned not to share bed with their dogs due to ‘untreatable superbug’

#Dog News

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overly-curious-army · 7 years ago

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Feeling - Chapter 1 - Plie

Genre: Dance, Romance, Angst, AU, School Life etc.

AU: Performing Arts, School, Tattoo Artist

Pairing: Jungkook ( BTS) x Reader

I still have so much to do, I think, pausing for a moment. My muscles ache, but that just means I'm getting better. Stronger. Faster, more flexible, more poised. And with so much to do, I can't afford to leave just yet. Even if I can't remember the last time I ate, even if I forget what it's like to take a moment and just relax, even if I'm running on something too diluted to be adrenaline but too indistinguishable to be anything else, I still have work I need to do.

I'm late on my brise' at an integral moment in the piece. I land sloppily, since I'm trying to catch up to the music (and doesn't that just fit my whole life completely? Falling behind, desperately trying to catch up?) So I do what always works for me: I repeat the same move twenty times, until I won't, can't screw it up again.

I make the jump for the ninth time, and I move swiftly enough to satisfy myself. The CD player's been playing the same two bars on loop for close to an hour now as I try and execute a masterful performance for the girl spinning and leaping and twirling in the mirror, who is my harshest critic.

When will it be enough for you, girl in the mirror?

No room for creative interpretation. No room for passion or going with the flow or everything dance used to be to me, as a little girl in a rough neighborhood, dreaming of glamour and renown. Just polishing, refining, honing the basics. Blending into the background. A robot , programmed to execute move after move on command with alarming precision.

And it’s what I’m best at. The technical aspect of dance. It’s what has won me so many awards, so many trophies and crowns and ribbons and sashes and plaques and certificates and banners from all over the world.

But it’s also what’s destroying me, little by little, every day. This slavish connection I have with music and with ballet, this iron grip of inescapable bondage, this seesaw of love and loathing in the only aspect of my life I ever had any control over, until recently.

I’m F/N L/N I’m seventeen, a student at Seoul Performing Arts Academy, and the principal dancer in the Student Ballet.

And that’s all there is to me, I think.

All you need to know, anyway.

Sana tells me I'm a robot.

I tell her she's a sellout.

She's my best friend.

After I leave the studio, I meet her for a quick workout in the student gym. She knows I've been practicing in the studio for the past six hours, knows the healthiest thing I can do right now is get some food in me and go to sleep so I can start this whole miserable cycle over again in the morning, but she doesn't question me anymore. Not seriously, anyway. She knows I won't listen.

"I kept screwing up my brise'," I tell her, venting my frustration on her and on the elliptical. I'm traversing, summoning nonexistent energy to the muscles burning like fire in my thighs. "Stupid fucking mistake after stupid fucking mistake. There's no way they'll accept me at the national ballet next year, not if I keep fucking up the fundamentals like this!"

"Relax," Sana drawls, her long blonde ponytail whipping back and forth as she charges her machine to go slightly faster than mine; despite my exhaustion, I will not be outdone, and I up the speed on mine as well. "Miss Kim’s in your head, you know. You're the best dancer in the school and everyone knows it."

"Not the way I've been performing lately." I raise one hand from the handlebars to brush stubborn pink bangs out of my eyes, and I glance over at the clock on the gym wall that tells me it's 10 o'clock, six hours after dance rehearsal and 18 hours since I ate anything. "And I put on two pounds since last week. Miss Kim’s gonna kill me.”

"Not before you kill yourself," Sana scolds harshly. "Why don't you join me in the hip-hop class, huh? That way you can embrace that gorgeous figure of yours, rather than try and hide it."

She points to my chest, which is heavily bound with tape; ballerinas typically develop late, thanks to such a constantly strenuous workout regimen, but at seventeen, I'm horrified, horrified to finally...blossom, so to speak. Miss Kim recommends (orders) chest-oriented exercises to try and flatten my breasts, shrink them, harden them, whatever she can do to get rid of them, but they're here to stay.

And really. What seventeen-year-old girl is horrified to finally have a set of 34C's that anyone else would be proud of?

This is my life. These are the sacrifices I make. Little and insignificant at first, but slowly blowing up into something I can't predict or control, until every single facet of my life becomes something to fear, something to correct. Right down to my physical development.

I sigh. "I think Miss Kim hates me for even talking to you, after you quit ballet last year."

Sana and I were ballerinas together throughout our whole lives. Bitter rivals, better friends, pushing each other faster and harder until one day, in practice last year, Sana just snapped. Told Miss Kim to shove her baton up her ass and stalked out of the ballet studio never to return. That same day, she joined the hiphop dance team under Miss Hye-Mi and never looked back.

Like she was taking command of her life, taking control of it, taking it back, even if she was throwing away sixteen years of carefully cultivated work and effort.

I think about how I might feel in that situation, but I tamp it down almost immediately. I love ballet, remember? I love ballet, don't I? I could never turn my back on it now. Not when I'm so close to graduating, so close to becoming someone.

#bts #bts jungkook #bangtan boys #bts x reader #bts reactions #bts imagines #bts namjoon #bts jimin #bts jhope #bts jin #bts suga #bts v

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apex-academy · 7 years ago

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Chapter 1: Smite Evil and Other Murder Methods (#34c)

I approach Mary Jane in the cafeteria. I doubt she’s noticed much of anything, but I can at least ask about that trip to the water fountain.

“Oh, hey! How are you?”

“Fine, I guess. You?”

“I’m okay, thanks!”

“It’s weird, but I thought you’d be more freaked out by this.”

“Huh? Why would I be freaked out?”

“Because someone is dead?”

“Oh... I mean, I guess?”

“Of course that’s bad for him, but why should we be upset about it? For us, it’s really not that different from him having to move away, right?”

“It’s sad that we won’t get the chance to do anything together anymore, but that’s okay! That kinda thing happens all the time, you know?”

“I... guess?”

That’s a pretty strange way of looking at it, but whatever lets her deal with it. All the better that I don’t have to interrogate a sobbing mess.

“You went with Kazusuke and Aki to the water fountain tonight, right?”

“Yup!”

“Aki didn’t do anything weird, did she?”

“Weird? I mean, she was just kinda staring at us the whole time. That felt kinda weird!”

“Hnnnn... It’s really late... Do I have to help with this thingy...?”

“Yes, you have to.”

“Okay...”

“So Aki never touched him? Did anything else happen?”

“Right, hmm, hmm...”

“I dunno, Kazusuke said some weird stuff? Like my eyes looked funny or something? But he was pretty nice!”

“Was he... flirting with you?”

“Huh? I dunno, what's flirting sound like?”

“........”

He was definitely flirting with her.

“Aki said the two of you were messing around during the trip. What was that all about?”

“Huh? Oh, that? Um... We were talking about, uh, something, and I think it led into something about trying to arm wrestle each other? ‘Cept it was really hard to do, like, on top of the water fountain? So we just kinda pushed each other around a little bit.”

“He didn’t fall down once! It was really impressive!”

“Yeah?”

“I mean I stomped on his foot the one time, so I don’t think he could’ve fallen even if he really wanted to then, but...!”

“The rest of the time it was just him! I guess he has to have really good balance to go around on those wheelies-thingies!”

I’m... not sure if she means Heelys or not. Either way, I guess it’s valid reasoning.

Is any of this useful information? If she injured Kazusuke, then Kokoro would know about it. She and Arthur hadn’t mentioned any bruises, so I doubt she did enough to leave a mark.

Good to know Aki didn’t get up to any trouble, though. I’m sure even Mary Jane would have known if something happened since she was right next to Kazusuke the whole time.

“Okay, thanks. Keep looking around, and maybe we’ll find something else useful.”

“I can’t sleep yet...?”

“No.”

[BACK]

#apexplot #apex1 #apexinvest

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daydreaming-lightly · 7 years ago

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im gonna pretend you didn’t send these a long time ago and im just now answering im also gonna pretend this wasn’t a different set of questions bc i don’t wanna go back and find them15. no, the bacteria lurking on pens and pencils gives the me creeps 16. none at all, my love life is nonexistent17. queen bc im a queen 18. song of the week is supermarket flowers bc it keeps making me cry or footprints in the sand by my main gal Leona Lewis bc i miss my friends19. DEFINITELY, pink is one of my favorite colors so it gives them BROWNIE POINTS20. i don’t really watch tv anymore, so not really21. the breakfast club sorry not sorry 22. under my bed bc there’s stuff under there that I didn’t even know I owned 23. 34C i think - i usually just wear sports bras to make them look smaller 24. ketchup25. strawberries or peaches yum yum yum 26. beetlejuice, literally any Disney movie, IT bc oml i love those characters with all my being27. never had a real first kiss bc im scared of commitment? 28. YES I WAS!! I went all the way to cadet!29. definitely 30. i usually write letters to people when im angry at them but i never send them, so probably pretty recently 31. i can’t even find where the oil is in my car 32. nope! 33. been close but nope! 34. veggie bc my body rejects literally everything else 35. literally anything - French toast and fruit is my fave for something sweet, eggs and potatoes are my fave for something savory36. i never sleep but around midnight at the earliest 37. idk if im lazy or just burned out 38. usually a ballerina, zombie, or any dance costume i had from that year bc i was obsessed39. im a dragon!!40. horny for someone to pay attention to me41. vs and pink, maybe some other stores idk42. shoot idk, i loved legos but i kinda wanna say lincoln logs43. yes and no 44. letterman no questions asked 45. haha yes they are awesome 46. not really47. yes!!! anyone who says they don’t is a liar! i put on full on broadway performances!!48. yes!!! i love singing so much!!49. yes!!! i love dancing even more!!!50. yes, when i was little my grandpa took my sister and i to a range to try target practice. i wasn’t good at all and tbh it kind of scared methat was fun thank you!!!

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kajazstories · 8 years ago

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Draft - New

The water was running over my head when I felt arms go around me and breasts pressed into my back. “Need some help?” The next thing I knew she had a bar of soap and a washcloth and was scrubbing my back. She scrubbed from my shoulders all the way down to my feet, at one point reaching between my legs to scrub all the way to my ball sack. She stood back up, turned me around scrubbing my front, paying extra attention to my cock and balls. When she finished I told her it was my turn. I turned her around so I could use the cloth on her back. For the first time I could see and touch the amazing tattoos I had been so infatuated with those many months ago.

“These look so much more colorful like this.” She just gave a little giggle as I moved down and slid my cloth-covered hand between the cheeks of her perfectly toned ass then spread her legs wider for me. I took the cloth off my hand and finally got my chance to run my fingers over the little puckered ass and thru her large full pussy lips. She groaned as I rubbed them several times then gave a soft whimper when I removed my hand. I finished rubbing her legs and stood up to reach around and cup her 34C breast in my hands and play with her pierced nipples. She leaned her head back against me and gave a soft moan.

“I think I’m going to like this visit.” I turned her around and put my mouth on one breast as I reached down with my right hand to cup her pussy. I could feel both her clit piercings in my hand as my tongue toyed with the two in her nipple. Her body gave an involuntary shudder as I slipped two fingers between her lips and into her hot pussy. As I worked them in and out, I used my thumb to rub her clit and play with the two bars that lanced thru it. She pulled my mouth tight to her breast and breathed rapidly as I felt her crème make my fingers slick. As I continued to work my fingers in her hot sleeve, she wobbled on weak legs. I stopped and stood up hugging her to me.

“That’s number one. Remember what I always say, A man should always give a lady two orgasm’s first. Are you ready to get out of the shower?”

“I can hardly wait so see what you have planned for number two.” As we dried each other, she had one hand on my dick and started to bend down.

I pulled her back up. “Not yet sweetie I’m not finished with you yet.” I led her out into the bedroom and laid her back on the bed with her butt on the edge before putting her feet on the edge and spreading her legs wide. I put my hands on her thighs and began rubbing her lips with my thumb as I moved closer to look at her wonderful vulva I had only seen on a cam. When I was close enough I blew my warm breath across her lips as my thumbs held the apart.

She jumped and said “Oh Sugar don’t tease me.” I put my tongue on her puckered ass and began a long slow lick from it thru her spread open slit so her clit. After giving it a long, hard, suck as I flicked my tongue over it, then moved down to her lips taking my time kissing and sucking on each one. She drove her hips up to me as I put my mouth over her slit and stabbed my tongue into her hot, creamy hole. “Oh shit Hun, don’t stop. That feels sooo good.” As I pushed my tongue in and licked as much of her juices as I could she hunched my mouth and tongue like a small dildo.

I removed my tongue and licked the rest of the way down to her pucker, running my tongue around it before pressing the tip against the center of the star. I was rubbing my thumbs over her lips and teasing her clit with my fingers when I felt that little star start to relax. I pushed my tongue in as far as it would go and she rolled her hips to give me better access as her toes curled and her legs shook. “Oh shit babe you said two. That’s number three.” She grabbed my head and was trying to pull me up to her so I slid my tongue out and ran it between her creamy lips again tasting her wonderful body. After licking her clean again I stopped to tease her clit some more before moving up until my cock was laying on her slit.

I was squeezing her breasts while I alternated kissing and sucking on the nipples. I was sliding my dick back and forth thru her pussy lips as she squirmed beneath me. I moved one hand down between us and guided my dick to the entrance of her pussy. I put my hand back on her breast and squeezed them as I drove my dick balls deep into the slick, hot, recess of her pussy. “Oh god, that feels sooo good babe. Fuck my pussy like you always said you would. Fuck me and fill me with your cum.” She put her hands on my head to pull me down to a passionate kiss as I made long slow strokes into her slick velvety sleeve. As I pumped harder, she put her legs around my waist and used her heels to pull herself up to meet my strokes. After several minutes, she clamped her legs tight as her pussy milked my shaft and she pulled me tight to her body. “Oh fuck, oh fuck. I’m cumming.”

I stopped until she calmed down from her orgasm then pulled out. “I know what you really want.” I had her roll over onto her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. I spread her ass cheeks and lowered my mouth to her crack and licked up all the delicious creamy cum that had leaked out and on to her ass hole.

I was licking up and down her slit and her ass as she reached between her legs with one hand and began rubbing her clit furiously. I used my tongue to make sure her little ass pucker was wet before pushing my thumb in and stroking it with it. As she pushed back against my thumb, I stood up, put my dick to her pussy again, and drove it in. I was fucking her ass with my thumb and could feel it rubbing my dick inside her.

I was driving my shaft fast and hard into her pussy and my groin felt like it was ready to explode. She was pushing back hard to meet my thrusts and just when I couldn’t last another stroke she buried he face in the bed sheets yelling as her orgasm overcame her. While her body shook, I sprayed her uterus with cum. I came so much it was leaking from her around my shaft. She fell forward taking me with her. My deflating cock slipped out and I rolled us onto our side and pulled the covers over us.

I was dreaming of absolutely the best blowjob ever. A hand has cupping my balls as a tongue played with each testicle, rolling it around like a large meat marble then two lips engulfed them sucking gently. The lips moved to the base of my shaft, kissing their way up as the tongue snaked out to lick and tease the sensitive skin. They slipped over the knob and took in just enough to allow the tongue to tease the super sensitive triangle underneath. I opened my eyes just in time to see my dick disappearing into her mouth and the head entering her throat. I let out an involuntary groan causing her to look up. She pulled my shaft from her mouth and smiled. “I thought you were going to sleep thru it and then I would have felt bad that I couldn’t wake you up.” Before I could respond, her lips slipped over the knob and down my shaft. She alternated between stroking it with her lips as she teased with her tongue and stroking it with her hand while she sucked on the knob like she was trying to pull a thick shake thru a straw. She stroked faster when she felt me raising my hips and held my shaft deep swallowing around my shaft sending tremors thru my balls.

“Oh fuck, I'm ready to cum.” She pulled my shaft out until just the tip was between her lips and tightened her grip as she stroked me harder. Just as cum started shooting from my dick, she rolled my balls around in one hand as she milked my shaft with the other. When I stopped pumping cum into her mouth, she kept sucking until I had to make her stop because the knob was so sensitive. She slid her body up my body, dragging her hard nipples across my chest until her legs could straddle me, pressing my shaft against her warm wet pussy lips as she kissed me. Letting me taste the salty residue from my cum.

She was rocking her hips, sliding her lips up and down my shaft making it hard again. She rose up taking it in her hand and lining it up with her dripping pussy. “I hope you have one more for me.” As she started to ease down on my cock, I drove my hips up impaling her on my shaft. “Ooohhh I love having my little pussy full of cock.” She started riding up and down on my dick as she smiled down at me. “It feels so good as it stretches me and pulls at my insides.” I pulled her down until I could run my tongue across a nipple then suck it into my mouth. She was moaning as I switched back and forth between her nipples sucking on them and toying with them with my tongue as she rocked her hips, sliding my cock in and out of her tight velvety sleeve. She rode me slowly as her moans grew louder and the pressure in my groin built. Suddenly she drove down hard on my shaft. “Oh damn I need you to fill me with cum.” That’s when cum erupted from my cock and felt like it would never stop.

By the time my cock stopped pumping, cum was leaking out of her pussy around my shaft and soaking my balls. I let go of her breasts and she lay down on my chest with her head next to mine. As my cock softened and slipped from her cum filled love tunnel, she whispered in my ear. “Thank you Hun. You make me feel so good.” Then she kissed my cheek and moved off of me.

“Where you off to?”

“I’m going to get something to clean us up unless you want to sleep in a wet spot silly?” She padded off to the bathroom and came back with a warm wet cloth and a towel. When she had cleaned us up she snuggled up to me and we went back to sleep.

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes and a naked girl lying on her back next to me. She had one foot pulled up next to the other knee spreading her pussy lips and putting them and her clit on display. I moved slowly so as not to wake her and carefully moved her leg so I could rest on my elbows between them. I leaned down and blew softly on her lips and clit causing her to let out a soft moan. I put my hands on her thighs and spread her lips with my thumbs and gave her one long slow lick from the bottom of her slit all the way to her clit. When my tongue touched it, she jumped and her hands grabbed the sheets. When I placed my lips on her clit and sucked as I flicked my tongue over it, she jerked again but this time her hands grabbed my hair and pulled me tight to her crotch. As I continued to tongue her clit, I slid one of my thumbs into her already wet hole.

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andersinthailand · 6 years ago

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Arriving in Chiang Mai

We arrived in Chiang Mai after a long but uneventful journey. We luckily flew out of Toronto just as the blizzard was setting in. Despite some concern beforehand, our layover in Shanghai went smoothly.

Tired from our journey and arriving late, sleep was in order. We woke up early with jet lag and got to enjoy the bath overlooking the city and mountain from the 20th floor. Points from work travel have come in handy.

We headed out for a biking tour of the city and met Jeff and Lisa there. They took a different flight in and had already arrived and went to bed before we landed. Our guide, Puna, took us through the historic center of Chiang Mai. We’d bike for a kilometre or so at a time before stopping and learning about the history and culture of the city and region. One of the first stops was a section of the original wall. There are still 6 gates remaining today. Within the city live around 30,000 people but in total, Chiang Mai has 1.7M! It’s a very sprawling city with very little density but still lots of traffic. We managed the whole bike ride unscathed (even Laura).

We stopped at a local market to try some fresh fruits and juices. Puna show us a noodle soup that we were pretty sure she thought would scare us off, but we wanted it any way. In the photo you can see dark brown cubes, that’s chicken blood! They steam in and it coagulates into a solid. They then add it into a spicy stew with tomatoes and rice noodles. The blood has an interesting texture similar to tofu or jello. We think it would be a great option for anemic people. We tried two different kinds of tea, one sweetened with condensed milk and one with lime juice. Both delicious, the milk more dessert like and the lime more refreshing. We also tried a few desserts like these sweet potato timbit-like fritters and some coconut milk and flour bites. Interesting and rich flavours.

We stopped at several temples throughout the city. They were all unique and very beautiful with steep, pitched roofs adorned with golden statues depicting dragons, snakes and tigers. One entire pogoda was entirely gold! Inside we’re various statues depicting Buddha throughout stages of his life and learnings. I love the mosaic work - they often use glass and mirrors so the sun and the sky reflect off the buildings. We saw one temple that had been destroyed in an earthquake several hundred years ago. Despite government efforts to restore it, the public wanted to keep the damaged structure.

Outside one of the temples, we enjoyed an ice cream sandwich in the truest sense of the word. Unlike the treat at home, this was coconut ice cream between two pieces of plain white bread. It’s topped with peanuts and heavy cream.

We stoped for lunch and each enjoyed a local dish, Khao Soi. It’s a soupy noodle dish served with beef and egg noodles. Delicious stuff and pairs perfect with some ice cold Chang beer.

The temperature was slowly rising throughout the day and hit a high of around 34C. We needed some respite so enjoyed our hotel pool where the water was frigid but perfect in the sweltering afternoon soon. After a break by the pool, we headed for a cooking class that taught us 10 dishes!!

1. Spring rolls filled with tofu, bean sprouts and carrots - these took way less time to cook than we thought, like 7 seconds!

2. Papaya salad made with a fresh dressing of garlic, chilis, and fish sauce

3. Pumpkin cooked in coconut milk with cinnamon - more like a dessert but very delicious

4. Thai curries - we each selected a different kind: red, green, panang and massaman, they have different spice profiles and different vegetables; and for all we made the curry pastes from scratch in a mortar and pestle

5. Stir fries - Laura, Lisa and I made Pad Thai while Jeff made Cashew Chicken - we learned very different stir fry techniques like adding water to cook the rice noodles in the pan

6. Hot and sour prawn soup - made with coconut milk, lime and chilis

7. Akha soup - with wintermelon and lemongrass, this was very simple but refreshing

8. Akha salad - cucumber, tomato, lime and chili topped with peanuts

9. Sapi thong - a dipping sauce made of cooked tomato, garlic, chili and cilantro served with crudités

10. Mango sticky rice - sticky rice sweetened with coconut milk and served with mango, a simple and light dessert

Despite plans to stay out for the night market, our fatigue has set in and we’re calling it a night.

Chiang Mai is a vibrant, colourful city full of character and delicious food, so far it’s been just perfect.

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fionacoaton-blog · 7 years ago

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BRCA1 - my story

From start to now I’m sat on my sofa while my 7months old son sleeps on me - not a usual event he just won’t settle today! So I thought I’d use this time to write down my journey in respect of my BRCA1 gene. For those of you who don’t know, BRCA1 (BReast CAncer susceptibility gene) means that the risk of developing breast cancer is at 60-90% and 40-60% of Ovarian cancer (source a beginners guide to BRCA1 and BRCA2). I have this mutation and found this out in the summer of 2013, this was a year on from being told by my dad that he has the mutation which was sparked from my Auntie Ann having breast and ovarian cancer. So the weekend of my 26th Birthday my dad and step mum had come to see me, we were going out for lunch but before we did my dad had something to tell me, I could tell it was something that was cutting him to the core as 1. It must have been tough telling me near my birthday (happy birthday you’re at a high risk of cancer) and 2. This was a parent telling someone he had made that perhaps part of his genetics could harm me. He pulled out a letter and began to explain to me what he’d been up to (blood tests/mammograms) and that he had tested positive for BRCA1 and that there was 50:50 chance of this being passed on to myself and my brother. Now the genetics counsellor told my dad to prepare for the worst, that this would rock my world and I would cry etc. But I didn’t cry, just took on board what he told me and immediately made the decision to also get tested. Looking back it was wasn’t a shock and I have no idea why I had such a pragmatic view on something so life changing! Now I had to wait to be tested myself. The test is a series of blood tests and talks with a genetic counsellor, they explain all the options available to you if the tests come back positive. I believe I had 3 trips to see the counsellor and on the third was results day. I had decided I already had the gene, I just knew. The counsellor sat me and my husband down in her office and was pretty dead pan - basically opened a folder and said ‘you have tested positive for BRCA1. It’s not the type of thing to can put a fluffy coating on. I didn’t feel shocked, I didn’t feel sad - I felt lucky. From that day I had been given a gift, something that so many men and women haven’t been given. I was put a waiting list for Nottingham City Hospital to meet Mr R D MacMillan who had been highly recommended to me. This takes us to late spring 2013. I had my initial consultation and it was decided that I would have a breast reduction to start which would save parts of my breast followed by a bilateral mastectomy with reconstruction. In the consultation I was shown the implants, could ask every question ever, even the most silliest like would I be able to sleep on my front with implants. My first surgery, looking back, is a blip! I went, I had the reduction and all I can remember is being at home itching to get back to work as I wanted normality. I have no idea why I can’t remember a lot of detail of the first surgery? I do remember the bruising which was a beautiful rainbow of purple and yellow! After this surgery I had gone from a 34ee to a 34c and a wonderful little lollipop scar. This was medal number one. A tick in the box and step closer to deactivating a ticking time bomb. Prior to surgery my surgeon advised me to really really moisturise, so everyday I would cake myself in soap and glory and twice a week exfoliate like a demon! Along with this I was exercising and eating a well balanced diet - which I stand by that hugely helped in my recovery! Following my post surgery check up I placed on the waiting list for operation number 2, the big one! In the lead up to the surgery I made it my focus to be able to run 5k, not a lot to some people but this was a big deal for me, I’d been given a gift of knowing how dangerous my body could be so I wanted to be as fit and as strong as I could get before surgery because this would help with recovery afterwards. So after 2months of practise I got to 5k!! A very proud moment in my life, my own little goal chosen by me and I met it! This was actually for race for life which the race was after my surgery so I wanted to know I could run is before as I most definitely wouldn’t be able to run it after - but I’ll get to that later. The big one, my opportunity to save my life - in part anyway. God the emotions of this breaks me even today. I lived an hour and a half away from the hospital and we’d made the decision to get up early and go over the same day. It was a beautiful spring morning and we got to see the sun rise, but I felt numb and anxious. I knew the hospital, I knew the surgeons and I knew what the pre surgery room looked like, yet none of this comforted me. I had my husband with me and my mum and step dad. My mum helped me put on my gown and my special anti blood clot socks (that was like stuffing sausages!) The busy hive of the ward kept me busy once we were there, with my husband holding my hand and always making me laugh! I was taken to the exam room to be drawn on (felt like I was in an episode of nip/tuck) now that certainly took my mind off the surgery as the room was filled with my surgeon, his junior, an anaesthetist, and 7 junior doctors - there I am at 27 with my boobs out in front of a bunch of strangers being drawn on and photographs being taken! Once that was done I was waiting to go down the theatre, I was second in the list. In those moments of waiting every second felt like an hour! The porter came to get me mid morning and off we went, my husband holding my hand, my mum and step dad pottering along with me on the trolley. I got loving kisses and then I was on my own. I was placed in front of a tv on the trolley while I waiting for them to be ready for me, this was so surreal - there is was sat in a bed I’d just been wheeled from one place another watching homes under the hammer! I always struggle to wake up from surgery and this time was just the same, all I remember is being so so hot and the nurses giggling to me about my underwear choice which made me smile but didn’t cool me down but it made me smile. So that was it, it had been done! I no longer had danger boobs, instead I had implants, with no sensation and drains. Ah! My beautiful drains! These are to collect fluid from the surgery sight and I carried them around with me in little bags for almost 2 weeks! My husband kindly emptied them everyday and measured the amount of fluid and logged it for me. The first few weeks post surgery were very painful, it felt like I had an elephant on my chest and a knife in my back. I couldn’t get comfortable which meant I couldn’t sleep which was causing cramp in my back. I remember we tried to get me comfy on the floor in our living room - WORST. DECISION. EVER!! I cannot even describe what that felt like, I’ve since had a baby and that wasn’t even as nearly as painful! It felt maybe like my whole upper body was in a vice but worse? When it was time to have the drains taken out we went back to Nottingham, the main reason for having them out was not only the fluid being at a low level but the left side where the tube was entering my body had started to leak! Having the drain out wasn’t a comfortable experience, but after the last few weeks it was lovely to get them out as I didn’t have to fight with the spaghetti tubing! Only advice I can give on this is listen the the nurse extracting the drains, she will tell you when to breath so that she can remove the drain in the quickest movement possible. After 3 weeks it was time to get moving again, I started with little walks around the block which made me feel very vulnerable, in a sense that I was only 21days post op and I was still recovering and the further away from my house I was if anything’s happened to me (like fainting) I wasn’t in a comfortable environment. But this started to make me better, I was moving and getting fresh air! And I think at this point I could have a proper shower and wash my hair (not having my husband attempt to wash my hair - I love you Tom but don’t give up the day job!) 5 weeks post surgery I did a 5k walk for race for life, this was signed up to before I’d been given a date for surgery and I was determined to do it with my best friend Nicky. We did it, we nattered there whole way round and we’re so humbled by every one there. She was there in memory of her mum and I was there for my aunty and my genetics. After achieving that little milestone I vowed to get back to getting back to fittest I could be with running and eating a non processed food diet (ok ok I still had the odd treat but I got fit and healthy). 6 months post - this was the hardest part, it was over for everyone else they had been on the journey with me up until the surgery and the recovery - so for them I’d done it and I was Fiona again. But I didn’t feel like Fiona, I didn’t know whose body I was in, I wasn’t prepared for this feeling. I’d had the realisation of what I had been through and it scared me and broke my heart, I’d made such a huge decision and been extremely pragmatic about the whole journey that this range of emotions completely took me by surprise. I felt lost and alone. Which is why I am writing this. For anyone who feels lost and alone about cancer or genetics you are not alone, even when you feel like your sat in a dark room (like I felt) there will always be someone there to turn I light on for you even it’s a dim light or a slow burner - it’s there. Try and find a positive and then hold on to that as that will get you through. This is my journey where I have felt every emotion going, I have only cried I few times about it all, as like I’ve said before this is gift being told you can save yourself to the best of your ability. I was extremely lucky to be part of the 2016 BCAM campaign with Marks and Spencer’s and Breast Cancer Now (which filled me with both guilt and gratitude) I felt guilty as I hadn’t had cancer, I didn’t know what the medication and chemo does to you, I hadn’t lost my hair and I hadn’t an enduring road ahead of me of further medication and test and I was grateful to have these wonderful group of inspirational women being brought into my life to make me realise how lucky I really am. They are strong women who are basically getting on with life as they also know how precious life really is. Anyone being given the opportunity to get BRCA tested, do it, why wouldn’t you do it? If I sat and give you a box and said inside this box is a way to help protect your life would take it, and that’s what knowing is, a way to preserve what you have. My journey isn’t over yet, at some point I’ll be back at hospital to have my ovaries removed as they are also little bombs that could go off but for now that’s at the door and I’m enjoying being a new mummy and a wife and focusing on what makes me happy.

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