#we don’t flush for numer 1

[dadsbongos]

sweetnerd

@toxycodone / @maniacpixiedreamboy been waiting to post this one for ya (based on this post of his)

summary - daisuke -desperate for some release after months of passionless jerking- begs to eat you out one night.

1 k words / 18+! mdni

Recently, the lock on medical had been snapped off. Thankfully, you knew the culprit to be Swansea after a belligerent search for painkillers. And unfortunately, you were responsible for watching over the numerous drugs each night.

Well, you claim it’s a misfortune but really you placed the burden upon yourself. Anya insisted that she would sit with you -- seemed borderline inconsolable at the idea of you being there alone. Then she told you where she hid the ship’s gun.

You weren’t sure why a nurse and her assistant had access to the gun when even Captain Curly didn’t, but you also weren’t getting paid enough to ask. Besides, you’ve never had a reason to use it so why concern yourself?

As if sensing all such serenity, the Tulpar bangs outside. Then Daisuke is clambering inside, hands on the doorframe and cheeks flush. His knees are pressed together, his whole body bent like some cheap hanger. Hair tousled, strands upright in odd angles -almost electric in nature. If not for the utter strangling silence behind him and his heavy breathing, you might’ve thought the rest of the ship was on fire.

“Dai… suke..?” you sit up groggily, scrubbing exhaustion from your eye, “The hell’s wrong with you? Do you know what time it is?”

“Do you?” he shoots, abandoning the argument a second later in favor of quietly humming, “I wanted to ask you…”

“Yeah?”

“Uhm, ugh… It was easier in my head… earlier…” he mumbles, hand drifting down toward his pelvis. He scrunches the crotch of his sleep pants, a lofty sigh escaping at the squeeze, “Can you- I’m just, you get it? You’ve gotta,” he clenches his eyes, seemingly shaking away the humiliation that very instant and looking at you with the biggest, wettest plead you’ve ever seen, “Can you please sit on my face while I jerk off please? Please?”

The pinched look on your face does not scream disgust, which only relieves him slightly -- he hadn’t really considered what he’d do if you reported his question to Captain Curly. Head too hot with want to forethink something as trivial as a sexual harassment lawsuit.

“Why…?” you lean back, hesitant though not appalled.

“I need to get off, like crazy,” he stumbles forward, slow enough for you to roughly shove him back if you want to, “All I got is an old mag, and it’s junk!” you can hear the delirium thrumming through him the longer you keep him waiting, “You’re so hot, I just wanna eat you out… You don’t even have to do anything, just ride my face! I’ll be good, I promise. We can stop whenever, too, I don’t need to finish,” he swallows harshly before whispering something you’re not totally sure you were meant to hear, “Just the memory could make me cum anyway.”

“Uhm…”

“I’ll give you some of my sweetener stash!”

“I don’t want that, Daisuke…”

“Then forget you heard it!” his dark eyes scramble over your body, “What else can I give you?”

Your own gaze flips over his shoulder, out the still open medical door and down the hall. Empty. Quiet. You snag him by the loose collar of his spare Pony Express shirt, sunshine fabric pillowing between your finger, wrangling him into the bay.

“Just be quiet,” you hiss, “The lock’s busted.”

Daisuke’s rosy lips drawl upward, loose and loopy and disbelieving, “You’re serious?”

“Aren’t you?”

He nods hastily, jumping back onto one of the care beds before flattening across it -- pleading silently up at you with wet puppy eyes while scrubbing sweaty palms down his thighs. Crinkling the soft material until it’s ricketing down his knees; watching hawklike as you slowly strip. Then you crawl atop of him, he clutches you by the hips and blows out a wildly uneven breath.

Barely able to find the strength to blink -lest he be cursed to cut the sight of your bare skin from his eyes- Daisuke only just scrounges the wherewithal to assist you into kneeling over his scorched face.

Exhaling between your thighs, Daisuke winds one hand around your thigh -blunt nails digging into the fat- while wrapping his cock with the other.

Craning his neck, he approaches eating you out the exact way you assumed he would: eagerly and without forethought. Absent of technique, but so full of hunger; his tongue parting and swirling wherever he pleases in that moment. As rhythmless as he is, he’s overtly sloppy -- wet clicks livening the silent room.

Billows of loose breath echoing. You sigh as he whimpers into you. Your weight jostling over his face as he bucks wildly into his tight fist -the resulting gasp only makes him thrust up harder.

“Ah, Daisuke,” pure instinct encourages you to reach down and wrangle his hair, keeping him still for you to grind down and fuck his face. Swirling your hips for that wet friction and Daisuke puts up no fight: only moaning louder into you. Vibrations making you shudder and weep again, “Ah- Daisuke!”

He croons beneath the praise, thumbing the soaking head of his cock while tongue-fucking you open. Desperately stretching his neck to nuzzle deeper into you with his own mewls leakier than a broken faucet. The messy sound of his clenched fist rapidly working his cock grows louder -- you glance over your shoulder to find him shiny with precum. Hand a mere blur over his thick erection. Ruby head peeking at you with every thrust until pearly ropes are painting his knuckles -- some more ambitious shots flying onto your back.

You’d somewhat expected him to slide back like some content, melty goop.

Daisuke surprises you when he smears cum over you whole before using it as lube to slide in, nearing knuckle deep. He moans in time with you as if he can feel it -or maybe just because feeling you clench around him is that good.

“God,” he whimpers beneath you, fingers curling inside you, “I could die down here…”

It might’ve been alarming, if he hadn’t said it so dreamily.

Maybe you’ll let him go down on you more often, if he’s always going to be so eager.

[queerteapie]

Please, I Beg (18+)

Pairing: Agatha Harkness/Rio Vidal/Reader

Rating: Mature

Fic Playlist: Spotify

Summary: You wake up on Agatha and Rio's couch after an enlightening night. Questions arise, ones that won't stop circling your mind.

Tags: 18+, angst, smut, NSFW, femme reader

Reader Tags: @filmedbyharkness @agatha-rio-enthusiast @unidentable @fadedbee201923 @bigfinsquidd

Masterlist | Ao3 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

Chapter Three

Sunlight filters through gauzy curtains, spilling over the living room couch where you barely remember falling asleep. Your head is nestled against a throw pillow that smells faintly of sandalwood and citrus. One of Rio’s, you think.

You stir slowly, limbs heavy and draped in a blanket. The memories come back in pieces: laughter over numerous glasses of wine, knees brushing, hands exploring with careful urgency, kisses traded like secrets.

Your cheeks burn as you shift upright, blinking away sleep. The room is quiet except for the soft clatter of dishes in the kitchen.

“Morning,” comes Agatha’s voice, warm and even. You look up to see her leaning against the doorway, still in her robe, a mug in one hand and her hair swept loosely over one shoulder. “Hope you slept alright.”

You nod, throat dry. “Better than alright.”

Her smile is slow, knowing. “Good. Come get something to eat. You need something in your system after all that wine…and all that kissing.”

You flush as she turns and disappears into the kitchen. A few seconds later, Rio peeks around the corner with a wicked grin.

“Coffee’s hot, eggs are hotter,” she says. “Though not as hot as last night.”

You groan and toss a pillow in her direction, which she dodges with a laugh.

A few minutes later, you’re perched at their kitchen counter with a plate of eggs and toast, sipping coffee that’s far too good to be from a standard machine. Nicky has already run off to the backyard with a cape tied around his neck, deep in superhero mode. You catch yourself smiling at the domesticity of it all.

But then you glance at the clock.

“Shit! I have to be at the café in twenty minutes,” you say, shoving the last bite of toast in your mouth as you scramble to grab your things.

Agatha watches with a bemused smile as you wrangle your overnight bag. “Working girl,” she says lightly, stepping closer. “Don’t forget your phone. And your…dignity.”

“Too late for that,” Rio quips from the hallway, tossing your keys to you.

You’re about to head for the door when Agatha catches your hand gently. She casts a quick glance down the hall to make sure Nicky’s still outside, then leans in and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, then your mouth. Her lips are slow and sure, and she lingers just a moment longer than necessary.

“Have a good shift,” she whispers.

Rio steps in behind you, her hand warm on your lower back. She steals a kiss too - quicker, teasing - but her thumb brushes the corner of your lip when she pulls away.

“Don’t think too hard about us while you’re taking orders,” she murmurs. “Or do. Could be fun.”

You’re still dazed when you step into the sunlight, heart racing as the front door closes gently behind you.

**********

The café is small and sweet, tucked between a record shop and a yoga studio. Usually, you slip into your barista mode without thinking. But today? Today is different.

You nearly hand a customer a croissant instead of their cinnamon roll. You forget a latte order and have to remake it. You burn your tongue on your own drink and curse under your breath.

Because every time your mind quiets for even a second, it drifts back to the way Agatha’s hand curved around your waist…or the way Rio’s lips felt on your neck…or the promise hanging between all three of you like the trailing end of a half-finished sentence.

And beneath the lingering heat of it all, the questions start to swirl:

Is this okay to be doing?

Should it be happening?

What are we even doing?

You wonder if they’re thinking the same thing. If this is just a bit of fun for them, or something more. And if it is something more, does that make it any less dangerous?

You don’t have answers. Only the memory of their hands and mouths, and the strange ache that’s settled deep in your chest.

**********

You kick off your shoes the second you step into your apartment, the scent of roasted coffee beans still clinging to your clothes. Your feet ache, and your apron is streaked with foam and flour dust, a souvenir from the chaos of the morning rush.

It should be a relief to be home. To unwind. To let the day go. But your mind won’t stop circling them.

You toss your keys onto the counter and sink into the couch, the buzz of your phone the only sound in the quiet room. You scroll aimlessly for a bit, trying to distract yourself but it’s no use.

Their voices echo in your head. The way Agatha’s lips brushed your temple. The way Rio’s hands felt on your thighs. The tingle. The tension. The questions.

You open your messages without thinking. Their numbers are already saved - Agatha’s from the emergency contact note stuck on the fridge, and Rio’s from when she, half-laughing, stole your phone last night and added hers with a winking emoji.

And finally, you cave.

A text. Short. Hesitant.

You:

Hey…I’ve been thinking. About last night. What is this? Between us?

You stare at it. Thumb hovering over Send. You nearly back out.

But then, it’s gone. Sent.

A beat.

Then two.

And just as your nerves start to spike -

Read.

Silence.

Your stomach twists. Maybe it was too much. Too soon.

But then.

Agatha:

Come to dinner tomorrow. 7pm. No Nicky. Just us. We’ll talk. Or not. Either way, we’d love to see you again.

A few seconds later:

Rio:

Wear that lip gloss I like. And bring your appetite. For everything.

Your pulse skips. The words burn on the screen.

You set the phone down gently in your lap, breath caught between nerves and something deeper. Something dangerous.

Something you want.

**********

You’re standing on their front step, heart knocking against your ribs, palms a little too clammy against your thighs.Yes, you’ve been here before, but not like this. Not with your stomach in knots. Not with your lip gloss on and your brain short-circuiting from a couple of texts that felt like promises. Not with the weight of possibility hanging in the air like storm clouds.

Tonight’s not the usual.

You dressed nice, but not too nice. Soft sweater. Favorite jeans. A necklace Agatha once complimented, worn half on purpose. You told yourself to keep it low-key. No big deal. Just dinner.

But your hand hesitates anyway. Hovering just before the door. Listening to the quiet inside. Wondering if they feel this buzz, this pressure, this tension that feels like it’s been coiling tighter since the moment you hit send on that message.

Your phone buzzes in your bag.

Rio:

You here?

You stare at the screen, heartbeat ticking faster.

Another buzz.

Agatha:

We opened the wine. Come in before Rio finishes the whole bottle and starts getting pouty.

You smile despite yourself. That helps. Just enough.

You knock - soft, three times.

A moment later, the door swings open.

Agatha’s standing there, glass of wine in hand, wearing a soft cardigan and leggings that hug her just right. Her hair’s up in a loose bun, a few strands falling around her face, and her smile is easy but unreadable.

“Hey,” she says, voice low and warm.

Behind her, Rio appears, leaning against the wall with a glass in one hand, dressed in sweatpants and a cropped tee. Her eyes drag over you in a way that makes your skin buzz.

“Well damn,” Rio says. “You clean up cute.”

“I was aiming for casual,” you say as you step inside.

“You nailed it,” Rio replies, shutting the door behind you. “Like, dangerously casual.”

Agatha offers you a sip of her wine as she brushes past you toward the kitchen. “We’re making pasta. Nothing fancy.”

You take a sip from her glass. It’s rich and smooth and goes down too easily.

“I wasn’t expecting fancy,” you murmur. “Just…something.”

Agatha glances back at you with a smile that lingers a little too long.

“Good,” she says. “Because you’re definitely getting something.”

The kitchen smells like garlic and fresh basil, the air already thick with heat and something quieter, more electric.

Rio’s at the stove, effortlessly in control, twirling a wooden spoon through simmering sauce like she’s doing it for an audience. Agatha moves beside her, chopping tomatoes with slow, practiced ease, wine glass within reach. The music playing is soft and low, some kind of moody indie playlist that makes the whole place feel like a scene from a movie.

You hover awkwardly near the counter at first, unsure where to stand, what to do with your hands, how to exist in this moment without combusting.

Agatha glances up. “Come here,” she says gently, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

You step closer. She nudges a cutting board toward you, handing over a knife. “Chop those. Kind of lazily. We’re pretending we’re not hungry yet.”

Rio snorts from the stove. “You’re pretending. I’ve been taste-testing like a maniac.”

“Is that what we’re calling it now?” Agatha murmurs.

You focus on the vegetables, but your hands don’t feel entirely steady. Not with the way Rio’s hips sway slightly to the music. Not with the presence of Agatha at your side, close enough that your elbows brush when she reaches across you for the olive oil.

At one point, you set the knife down and reach for your wine glass, only to find Agatha already holding it out to you. Her fingers graze yours. The contact is brief but heavy.

“So,” Rio says, tossing a handful of salt into the boiling water. “What’d you think we were gonna do tonight? Dinner and polite conversation? Or…” She pauses, looking over her shoulder at you with that signature crooked smile. “Something more fun?”

Your laugh comes out more breath than sound. “Honestly? I wasn’t sure.”

“That’s the best part,” Agatha says softly, brushing her shoulder against yours as she passes behind you. “Not knowing yet.”

The sauce bubbles, the water boils, the whole kitchen rings with the kind of tension that’s slow and deliberate and stretching tight at the edges.

Rio slides over and spoons a bit of sauce into a tiny tasting dish, offering it to you with one hand and watching your mouth as you try it.

“Need anything?” she asks, though you’re not entirely sure she’s talking about the food.

You swallow. “It’s perfect.”

Agatha’s eyes catch yours over the rim of her wine glass.

“So are you,” she says quietly.

And somehow, it feels like the room gets smaller. Closer.

You try to focus on the food. The sauce, the pasta, the rhythm of the knife against the cutting board.

But your mind keeps spiraling.

Every smile feels loaded. Every glance feels like it lingers a second too long. Every brush of fingers, every offhand comment, every little moment.

Is this flirting?

Are they just like this?

Is this something?

You sip your wine and force yourself to sound casual. “So…is this normal? For you two?”

Agatha looks up from where she’s stirring something in a pan. “What do you mean?”

“This,” you say, gesturing vaguely around the kitchen. “The wine. The music. The...way you’re both looking at me like I’m on the menu.”

Rio lets out a low whistle. “Damn. She is observant.”

Agatha just smiles, something soft and unreadable. “We didn’t invite you here to play games.”

Rio slides up beside you, her arm brushing yours. “Unless you want to play games,” she murmurs, then adds quickly, “Kidding. Sort of.”

You shift your weight, trying to act like your heart’s not racing. “I just…I want to make sure I’m not misreading things.”

There’s a beat of silence.

Then Agatha sets down the spoon and turns to face you fully. Her expression is calm, but serious. “You’re not.”

Rio leans back against the counter, folding her arms. “We like you. Not just because you’re sweet with Nicky, or because you make killer coffee, or because you say funny stuff when you’re nervous, though, honestly, that’s been a treat tonight.”

Agatha steps in a little closer, voice lower now. “But this only happens if you want it.”

“We’re not trying to trap you,” Rio adds. “This isn’t some weird power thing. We just…saw something. Felt something. And figured maybe you felt it too.”

You don’t say anything right away.

Because you do. You’ve felt it. Since before last night. Since the looks that lingered too long, the way Agatha touched your arm when she laughed, the way Rio’s eyes would flick to your mouth mid-conversation. You just didn’t know it was real.

Your fingers tighten around your wine glass. “So what happens now?”

Agatha tilts her head, considering you. “Now?” she says. “We finish cooking. We eat. We talk, if you want. Or we don’t.”

Rio grins. “And if the night takes a turn, we follow it. No pressure.”

The water starts to boil over and Agatha swears under her breath, turning quickly to adjust the heat. The moment breaks, but doesn’t vanish. It just settles into the background like spice in the sauce - warming, steady, undeniable.

You exhale slowly.

Still simmering.

But no longer guessing alone.

You’re sitting at the table now, the rich aroma making your stomach growl with hunger. You had been too nervous to eat all day and it was beginning to show. Rio sets your plate down with a little flourish, and as she leans in, her lips brush your cheek, just a whisper of contact, but enough to send a warm ripple down your spine.

You glance at her as she pulls away, heart fluttering.

“Is that part of the dinner service?” you ask, voice quiet, amused. “Or just something extra for me?”

It’s not quite a challenge. Not quite a joke. But it lands.

Rio’s smile is slow, surprised. “Depends,” she says, tone low. “You okay with extras?”

You lift your wine glass, feeling the edge of your nerves soften. “Yeah,” you murmur. “I think I am.”

Agatha slides into her seat across from you, pouring the last of the wine with practiced grace. “Careful,” she says lightly, “you keep letting her get away with that and she’ll never stop.”

You meet her eyes over the rim of your glass. “I’m starting to think that might not be the worst thing.”

She holds your gaze for a moment too long - measuring something. Then her lips curve. “Noted.”

The conversation winds on. Easy. Comfortable. Your fork clinks against your plate as you take your first bite - creamy, savory, rich in a way that feels indulgent.

“This is incredible,” you say, honestly. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anything quite like it.”

Agatha hums. “It’s nothing fancy. But we like to make people feel cared for.”

There’s something about the way she says it that makes your chest ache a little. You nod, then offer, a little braver now, “You’re doing a good job.”

Rio bumps her knee lightly against yours beneath the table. “You’re kinda sweet when you’re not flustered.”

You laugh softly, heat blooming in your cheeks. “I’m still flustered,” you admit.

“Good,” Agatha says, lifting her glass. “We are too.”

You clink your glass gently with hers, the silence that follows warm and thick and full of things not yet said - but maybe close. Maybe soon.

The plates are mostly empty, conversation drifting into a comfortable lull. The last candle flickers lower, casting long, golden shadows across the table. Agatha rises first, gathering the dishes with a kind of absent grace, and you move to help without thinking.

**********

You’re standing at the sink beside Rio, warm water rushing over your hands as you rinse a dish. She’s next to you with a dish towel, drying each one you pass her. The air between you is quiet, but not empty, it hums with something low and steady.

“Didn’t think you’d volunteer for kitchen duty,” Rio says lightly, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye.

“Maybe I’m just trying to earn dessert.”

That earns you a smile - real and slow and a little crooked.

“Sweetheart,” she murmurs, “you already earned it the second you walked in.”

She takes it, and her fingers brush yours. It’s quick, but the contact lingers somehow, like the touch sticks to your skin longer than it should.

Rio doesn’t move away. If anything, she leans in just a little, like she's weighing something, like she might say more but doesn’t.

You glance over, catching her watching you. And then, before you can second-guess it, she leans in and kisses you.

It’s soft. Intentional. Just her lips against yours, barely a breath between you. Her hand settles on your waist, anchoring you there for a second longer before she pulls back.

Her voice is quiet when she speaks again. “Been thinking about doing that all evening.”

Your heart stumbles. There’s barely time to respond before Agatha’s voice floats in from the other room, casual and unaware. “You two making any progress in there?”

Rio lets out a small laugh under her breath but doesn’t move away. She just hands you the tea towel with a slight smile, her fingers brushing yours again.

You take it, still a little breathless, still feeling that kiss long after it’s over.

You turn to find her holding a second bottle of wine. “Let’s leave the rest of the mess for tomorrow,” she says. “Come sit.”

The three of you settle back into the living room, this time more relaxed. The overhead lights stay off, just the glow from the kitchen and a few scattered candles bathing everything in low amber. The air feels heavier now. Not tense, exactly, just full.

You tuck your legs under you on the couch, glass in hand, the buzz in your blood growing soft around the edges. Agatha sits near your hip, her arm draped casually along the back of the cushions. Rio perches on the armrest, knee nearly brushing yours. The space between all of you feels smaller than it should. Like the room has drawn its own breath and pulled you inward.

“You’re quiet,” Agatha says, not accusing, just observant, her voice dipping low in the hush of the room.

You glance over, meeting her eyes for a beat too long before looking back down at your glass. “I’m just…thinking.”

“About?” Rio prompts, gentler than before, as if she already knows where you’re going with it.

You hesitate, the flicker of candlelight dancing across the rim of your glass. “About what this is. What you want it to be.”

It lands softly, but there’s weight to it. Real weight.

Agatha doesn’t rush to fill the silence. Instead, she shifts a little closer, her fingers brushing the side of yours, close enough to feel the question still lingering on your skin.

“We like being around you,” she says simply. “It’s easy. In a way things usually aren’t.”

Rio nods from beside you, her tone slower now. “We’re figuring it out too. But we want to keep figuring it out with you. If that’s something you want.”

You let yourself breathe again.

It’s not a declaration. Not a demand. Just an invitation.

Your heart is still thudding, but your hand turns palm-up, brushing softly against Agatha’s.

Rio slides down from the armrest, her leg settling against yours, warm and steady.

You don’t move away.

You don’t want to.

Rio’s thigh presses gently against yours, solid and warm. Agatha’s fingers curl, not quite lacing with yours yet, but close. That brush of skin again. Testing. Inviting.

You turn your head just slightly, and she’s already watching you. There’s something in her eyes - curiosity, affection, something smoldering under the surface. Her hand shifts, and this time she does take yours, her thumb tracing slow arcs along your knuckles.

“I was wondering,” she murmurs, voice low and unhurried, “if you’d let me kiss you again.”

Your breath catches.

You nod, small and sure.

She leans in - not fast, not greedy - just close enough that you can smell the richness of her wine and the hint of whatever she wore on her neck. Her lips meet yours like a secret, soft and deliberate, and the world tilts just a little.

Rio shifts beside you, her hand finding your knee, resting there. Not pushing. Just there.

Agatha pulls back slightly, eyes searching yours like she’s asking everything in that silence.

You answer her with another kiss, deeper this time. Need curling at the edges.

When you finally break apart, you’re breathing a little faster. Rio’s hand slides a little higher up your thigh, fingertips light, teasing.

“God,” she says softly, almost to herself, “you’re so damn pretty when you look like that.”

You glance over at her, heart pounding. “Like what?”

“Like you want this,” she replies. “Like you’re letting yourself want it.”

She leans in before you can answer, brushing her lips just beneath your jaw, barely there. A soft, dangerous promise. Your hand finds her arm, steadying yourself. Agatha’s fingers are still twined with yours, grounding you between them.

The air is thick with heat now, with wanting and trust and all the questions still lingering. But no one’s in a hurry. No one’s trying to rush you through it.

They just stay with you. Hands on your skin. Lips brushing yours. Letting the moment open slowly, like they’re willing to wait for you to fall all the way into it.

You don’t know who moves first - maybe it’s Rio, maybe it’s you - but the shift is seamless.

A shared breath, a glance, and suddenly you’re standing, your hand still caught in Agatha’s, her thumb now sliding gently across your wrist. Rio rises beside you, her fingers brushing your lower back, gentle but electric.

She leans in close, her voice warm against your ear. “Come on.”

The hallway feels quieter than the rest of the house, dim and intimate. You follow the soft sound of footsteps and the lingering scent of something floral as Rio leads you through the open bedroom door. The light spills in behind you, gold and muted.

Agatha closes the door gently, and when you turn back, Rio’s already facing you, one hand at your hip, the other rising to brush a stray strand of hair from your face.

“You okay?” she asks, voice low.

You nod, breath shaky. “Yeah. I’m okay.”

She smiles, not cocky this time, but warm. Sure. “Good.”

Her fingers slip beneath the hem of your shirt, and she waits just a second, giving you space to pull away if you need. When you don’t, she lifts it slowly, eyes never leaving yours. Her touch is soft, careful. Like she’s unwrapping something rare.

Behind you, Agatha steps in close, her hands smoothing up your arms. She presses a kiss to your shoulder, then rests her forehead there for a moment, like she’s catching her breath right along with you.

Rio leans in, lips meeting yours in a kiss that’s all heat and slow hunger. Her hands are steady, one trailing down your spine while the other finds the waistband of your jeans, not pushing, just there. Waiting.

Agatha kisses the back of your neck, slow and deliberate, and you feel her fingertips ghosting along your ribs. Her touch contrasts with Rio’s more deliberate one, and the combination leaves your knees unsteady.

They guide you to the bed without a word - Rio’s hands at your waist, Agatha’s lips still warm against your skin. The mattress dips beneath your weight, and Rio joins you first, her body pressing gently against yours. Agatha slides in beside you, her touch cooler, but no less sure.

Rio kisses you again - longer this time - while Agatha’s hand traces down your side, drawing quiet goosebumps in her wake. You arch into the warmth of them, every nerve alive, your breath catching when Rio’s lips trail lower, just beneath your jaw.

They take their time.

Clothes are eased away slowly, like each layer tells a story. Rio’s mouth finds your chest, your stomach, learning your reactions one sigh at a time. Agatha’s hand finds yours, fingers interlaced, holding you in the moment.

The room feels full - of heat, of breath, of want - and yet nothing feels rushed.

Just mouths, and skin, and hands you never want to stop touching you.

The sheets shift beneath you, soft against your back as Rio’s fingers skim along your side - testing, learning, the kind of touch that pays attention. She kisses her way down, tongue darting out against your skin, and the heat of her mouth leaves a trail of fire in its wake.

You gasp, softly, half from surprise, half from the way her hand slips just beneath the waistband of your underwear, not quite inside, but close enough to set every nerve on alert.

Agatha is beside you, her hand brushing the curve of your hip. She nuzzles into your neck, lips parting to leave a kiss just behind your ear, then another, just a little lower. You feel her smile when your breath hitches.

“You’re so responsive,” she murmurs, a little breathless herself. “It’s beautiful.”

You turn your head, finding her mouth blindly. The kiss is messier this time, hungrier. You’re not sure who deepens it first - maybe both of you - but your hand moves to her waist, needing to hold something.

Rio shifts lower, her teeth grazing just beneath your belly button. Her hands slide under your thighs, coaxing them apart, and she looks up at you with something wicked in her eyes.

But she doesn’t go further. Not yet.

Instead, she kisses the inside of your thigh - once, twice - slow and reverent, like she’s savoring the build. Like she knows exactly what she’s doing.

You whimper, and Agatha pulls your hand to her mouth, pressing a kiss to your knuckles, then your wrist.

Everything’s warm. Close. The scent of skin and candlewax and something slightly sweet fills the air.

And you realize, they’re not in any rush. They’re not trying to get anywhere fast.

They’re just with you. Fully. Devoted to the moment.

Your pulse thuds in your throat as Rio comes back up, mouth brushing your navel before trailing up the center of your chest, until she’s close again - close enough to kiss.

You meet her halfway.

Agatha wraps an arm around your middle, spooning close, her breath hot against your shoulder.

You’re caught between them - lips on yours, hands on your skin, hearts beating against your own.

You’re half-lost in the heat of them, in the rhythm of breath and touch and the slow ache of wanting more, when Agatha’s lips find the shell of your ear.

She whispers it so softly, you almost think you imagined it.

“Let’s just see where this takes us.”

And then - only warmth.

Only the press of mouths, and bodies, and the space between questions you’re not ready to ask just yet.

[fanfictionismyaddiction]

Whispers of Rome

Word count: 2.3k

Pairing: Toto Wolff x reader

Summary: On a summer night in Rome, Y/n and her friends meet Toto Wolff and his friend at their favorite bar. Despite exchanging glances, neither Y/n nor Toto can initially find the courage to speak. When their friends' coincidental bathroom trips lead to introductions, the two groups mingle, sparking deeper conversations.

Warnings: Older male younger female, age gap, size difference, soft smut

One Shot Masterlist

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It was a warm summer night in Rome, the kind that wrapped the city in a golden glow and made every moment feel like a scene from a movie. Y/n, 24, was out with her two best friends, Sarah, 30, and James, 26. They had just finished a delightful dinner at a quaint trattoria and were now headed to Y/n’s favorite bar, a cozy little spot known for its charming ambiance and exquisite cocktails.

Unbeknownst to Y/n, Toto Wolff, the legendary Formula 1 team principal, was also in Rome. He had come to the city for a brief respite, accompanied by his friend, Mark. After a day of sightseeing, they decided to unwind at a bar that had caught Toto’s eye earlier in the day—the same bar Y/n and her friends were headed to.

As Y/n and her friends settled into their seats, Toto and Mark took a table opposite them. The instant Y/n spotted Toto, she recognized him from the numerous races she had followed, but she never imagined she’d see him here. Throughout the evening, Y/n and Toto exchanged glances, each too shy to approach the other. The air between them crackled with an unspoken connection, a palpable tension that neither could ignore.

"Did you see that guy?" Y/n whispered to Sarah, nodding subtly in Toto's direction.

Sarah turned slightly and then back to Y/n, her eyes widening. "He looks familiar, but I can't place him. Who is he?"

Y/n leaned in closer, her excitement barely contained. "That's Toto Wolff, the handsome guy from Formula 1 I've been telling you about!"

Sarah's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh really? Now I see what you mean. He does look good!"

Meanwhile, James, oblivious to Y/n’s secret glances, eventually excused himself to the restroom. Coincidentally, Mark did the same. In the restroom, the two men struck up a conversation. James, always the sociable one, mentioned their table and invited Mark and his friend to join them. Mark, sensing an opportunity, agreed.

When they returned, James announced, "Guys, I’ve invited these two gentlemen to join us. Hope you don’t mind."

Y/n’s heart skipped a beat as Toto and Mark took the seats next to them. Despite the shyness that lingered between Y/n and Toto, the group quickly fell into an animated exchange of stories and laughter. Toto introduced himself and Mark, and soon they were all sharing travel stories and favorite places in Rome.

As the conversation flowed, Y/n found herself stealing glances at Toto, admiring his easy smile and the way he listened intently to everyone. She gathered her courage and turned to him. "I have to confess, I know who you are," she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I've followed Formula 1 for years."

Toto smiled warmly. "And I have to confess, I noticed you the moment I walked in. There's something about you, Y/n. I just like you."

Y/n's heart fluttered at his words. "Well, that makes two of us then," she replied, feeling a bit braver.

As the night went on, they continued to talk, their conversations becoming more personal. They discussed their passions, their dreams, and the serendipity of their meeting. Despite the shyness, a genuine connection was forming between them.

After a few rounds of drinks, Sarah suggested, “Hey, how about we go to the beach? It’s a beautiful night and the bar’s about to close.”

It was already 2 AM, but the idea of parting ways was the last thing on Y/n and Toto’s minds. Fueled by the courage from the evening’s libations, they all agreed and ordered an Uber.

At the beach, they laid out their jackets on the cool sand. The moon hung low, casting a silver path on the waves. Y/n and Toto found themselves sitting next to each other, the silence between them filled with unspoken words. Y/n broke the silence, turning to Toto with a mischievous grin.

"You know, we should go for a swim when the sun comes up," she said, her eyes sparkling.

Sarah and James eagerly agreed, but Toto hesitated. "I don't know, it's pretty cold," he said with a reluctant smile.

"Come on, it'll be fun," Y/n encouraged. Seeing his hesitation, she stood up and began to strip down to her underwear. "I’m going in!"

Toto watched her, captivated, as she confidently headed towards the water. Her boldness was infectious, and after a moment, he stood up as well, laughing. "Alright, you win," he said, quickly stripping down and following her.

As they waded into the water, the cool waves lapping at their legs, they continued their conversation. "So, what do you love most about Rome?" Toto asked.

"I think it's the history," Y/n replied. "Every corner of the city tells a story. What about you?"

"For me, it's the atmosphere," Toto said. "It's different from anywhere else. The people, the food, the energy—it's all so vibrant."

Y/n nodded. "And tonight has been...unexpectedly wonderful."

Toto smiled, moving closer to her. "It has been. I'm glad we decided to come here."

As they ventured deeper into the water, the coldness of the sea contrasted sharply with the warmth between them. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and as the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, the tension that had been building all night finally broke.

Y/n turned to Toto, her eyes reflecting the dawn light. "I've never met anyone quite like you," she said softly.

"And I've never met anyone like you," Toto replied, his voice husky.

The world around them faded as they leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender but electrifying kiss. The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate as the waves gently lapped around them. Their hands explored each other’s bodies, the water making their skin slick and the sensations more intense.

They finally pulled back, breathless. "This is crazy," Y/n whispered, a mix of excitement and disbelief in her voice.

"But it feels right," Toto replied, his eyes locked onto hers.

Y/n nodded, agreeing. "What happens now?"

Toto hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I don't want this night to end. Would you like to come back to my hotel? We can watch the sunrise from there."

Y/n smiled, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "I'd love that."

As the sun rose, casting a warm glow over the beach, they emerged from the water and rejoined their friends. Sarah and James smiled knowingly, glad to see Y/n so happy. The group sat together, drying off in the morning sun, exchanging phone numbers 

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The early morning air filled with the sounds of their laughter and chatter. Y/n found herself standing a little apart from the others, lost in her thoughts.

Sarah noticed Y/n's distracted demeanor and walked over to her. "Hey, you okay?" she asked, a knowing smile on her face.

Y/n looked at her friend, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Yeah, I’m just thinking about everything. It’s been... a lot."

Sarah chuckled. "I can imagine. You two were pretty cozy in the water. So, what’s the plan now?"

Y/n sighed, glancing over at Toto, who was talking to Mark and James a little further down the beach. "He invited me to his hotel. I want to go, but... I don’t know. What if this is just a one-time thing?"

Sarah placed a reassuring hand on Y/n’s shoulder. "Listen, Y/n. You’re one of the most confident and sexy women I know. You went after what you wanted tonight, and it paid off. Don't second-guess yourself now. If you want to spend more time with him, go for it. You deserve to enjoy this."

Y/n smiled, feeling a surge of confidence from Sarah’s words. "You really think so?"

"I know so," Sarah replied firmly. "And honestly, from what I saw, he seems really into you. Just go with the flow and see where it leads."

Encouraged by her friend's words, Y/n nodded. "Thanks, Sarah. You always know what to say."

"That’s what best friends are for," Sarah said with a wink.

Feeling more assured, Y/n walked back over to Toto, who smiled as she approached. "Ready to head out?" he asked, his eyes hopeful.

Y/n glanced back at Sarah, who gave her a supportive nod. "Yeah, I’m ready," she replied, her heart racing with excitement.

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The ride to Toto's hotel was filled with a charged silence, both of them acutely aware of the night's possibilities. The early morning light cast long shadows across Rome's ancient streets as their Uber navigated the winding roads. Y/n's heart raced with excitement and anticipation, her hand still entwined with Toto's, feeling the warmth and strength of his grip.

When they arrived, Toto led Y/n through the opulent lobby of the hotel, the grandeur of the place reflecting his stature. The staff greeted him with respectful nods, and Y/n couldn’t help but feel a bit awed by the whole experience. They took the elevator to the top floor, where Toto’s suite offered a breathtaking view of the city waking up under the rising sun.

Once inside the suite, Toto closed the door behind them and turned to Y/n. “Can I get you anything? A drink, perhaps?”

Y/n shook her head, stepping closer to him. “No, I’m good. I just want to...” She trailed off, glancing up at him. The height difference between them was more pronounced now, Toto towering over her with his 6'5" frame. Y/n, at 5'4", had to tilt her head back to look into his eyes, the difference making her feel both small and protected.

Toto smiled down at her, his eyes softening. “I’ve got you,” he murmured, closing the distance between them. He cupped her face in his large hands and leaned down to kiss her, his lips meeting hers with a mix of tenderness and hunger. Y/n responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.

They slowly made their way to the large, plush bed, shedding the remnants of their damp clothing along the way. When they finally fell onto the bed, the feel of the soft sheets against their skin was a delicious contrast to the firm touch of their bodies.

Toto paused for a moment, looking down at Y/n with a mixture of desire and tenderness. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice a low whisper.

Y/n nodded, her eyes locked onto his. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

With that, they surrendered to the moment. Their lovemaking was both urgent and tender, a perfect blend of passion and connection. Toto’s experienced touch and Y/n’s eager responses created a rhythm that felt both new and timeless. As they moved together, they spoke in whispers, sharing secrets and desires, each word deepening their bond.

Afterward, they lay tangled in the sheets, their bodies still humming from the intensity of their encounter. The sun had fully risen, casting a golden glow into the room. Toto brushed a strand of hair from Y/n’s face, his eyes filled with a softness she hadn’t expected.

“What happens now?” Y/n asked, her voice barely more than a breath.

Toto sighed contentedly, pulling her closer. “I don’t know. But I want to find out. I want to see where this can go.”

Y/n smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. “Me too.”

They spent the rest of the morning wrapped in each other’s arms, talking and laughing, exploring the depths of their connection. They ordered breakfast to the room, savoring the simple pleasure of sharing a meal together. Each moment felt like a discovery, every touch a promise of something more.

As the city buzzed to life outside, Y/n and Toto remained in their bubble, oblivious to the world beyond the walls of the suite. 

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As noon approached, the reality of the world outside began to seep back in. They reluctantly dressed, but the ease between them remained. Toto watched Y/n as she moved around the room, a soft smile playing on his lips.

“You know, you could stay,” he suggested, his tone casual but his eyes hopeful.

Y/n turned to him, considering. “I’d love to, but I should probably get back to Sarah and James. They’ll be wondering what happened to me.”

Toto nodded, understanding. “Of course. But maybe we can meet again tonight? Dinner, perhaps?”

Y/n’s heart fluttered at the thought. “I’d love that.”

Toto walked her to the door, their fingers reluctantly parting. “Until tonight, then,” he said, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.

“Until tonight,” Y/n echoed, stepping out into the hallway.

As she made her way back to her friends, she couldn’t stop smiling.

When she finally reunited with Sarah and James, they bombarded her with questions. Y/n laughed, sharing the highlights of her night, though some details she kept just for herself.

[exquisink]

Kinktober Day 1 - Satoru Gojo X Fem!Reader - Pussy Worship

18+

Cw // overstim, gojo is a thigh guy, squirting, cunnilingus, affectionate (??) derogatory names (slut, etc.)

Satoru Gojo loved nothing more than to worship you. He loved to take his time taking you apart. He loved to just make you stupidly drunk off of his attention.

And you of course loved every second of it too—even in moments like these where it became too much to bear for you. It was all part of the fun. The excitement. The thrill you both chased.

You liked to compare his lips on your pussy to suction cups. Maybe the unsexiest thing ever to imagine comparing him to, but you swear to God, that was the best way you could explain the likes of him. He latched them onto your clit and just remained there for a good moment, suckling and flicking at your oversensitive bundle of nerves. He’d look up at you with those vibrant sky-blue eyes, studying your reactions, purring in approval with each little moan and sigh you uttered.

Did you mention he was seriously too good with his mouth? Too often you arched your back or clawed at his shoulders, whining, whimpering. Grinding into his tongue to chase more of that friction you craved like the little slut you allowed yourself to be for him and for him only.

He cherished you. He cherished you so much. You knew he did. His little…fixation became one of the numerous ways he showed you.

You lost count how many times you’ve cum already in one sitting. Satoru had no intention of ceasing any time soon.

He suckled on you a bit harder than you expected, and you jumped in your spot, constricting your legs around his neck. You moaned, pushing yourself into him more. He chuckled in response, the sound vibrating against your oversensitive, sopping, dripping pussy.

You jolted beneath him, grasping at something, anything, and you opted for the crown of his head. Your fingers dug into his hair, and he laughed, tone melodious like a chorus.

“S-satoru…” you muttered weakly, even a little shyly in spite of everything.

He pried his lips off for just a moment, lips shining with your slick like a gloss. His eyes shone just as vibrantly as he lifted his head to get a good eyeful of your beautiful self, splayed out on their bed.

“Hmmm?”

“Can’t cum anymore,” you said, your protest came out in a broken whine. Satoru tilted his head, always looking like an adorable puppy like that. His lips pressed together as he assessed the situation, considering your plea.

Of course, if Satoru ever had the option to be a menace…he opted for that!

“Don’t lie to me,” he purred, teasing with that trademark shit-eating grin on his face. “We can get plenty more.”

He ran his tongue between his lips, humming in satisfaction at the taste of you fresh on his tongue. He dove back in, his tongue gliding between your folds. The squelching became grew louder with each pass of his tongue, and your face flushed from arousal and embarrassment. Even if by now you’d be used to these antics of his.

His hands ran up your thighs, spreading them further apart so he had more room. His thumbs massaged into your supple skin, eliciting soft sighs out of you.

“My beautiful girl,” he purred, lips and chin drenched in your slick. Some of it dripped off the tip of his chin. “I just wanna be crushed between these thighs for the rest of my life.”

Your flush deepened into a rich crimson as those words seeped into your skin. Boy, did he have a way to catch you off guard at the most infuriating of moments. He wouldn’t be Satoru Gojo if not for that little quirk of his!

“Satoru!” you shrieked, covering your mouth.

Satoru seemed pleased by your reaction.

“What?” he teased, sliding his tongue between your folds for good measure. You whined. “I’m just stating the facts.”

When you didn’t know what to say, he took action, curling his tongue against your entrance before letting the tip of the wet muscle catch inside.

“Satoru,” you moaned, voice softer before you keened as he plunged the eager muscle inside. He wiggled it between your spongy walls, and you writhed, gripping tighter on his cute, tousled hair.

Satoru moaned your name in response, coaxing orgasm out of you after another. Each one sharper, wetter, and lewder than the last.

“I can’t,” you panted between gasping breaths.

“You can,” he growled, nipping at your thigh, making you yelp. “I know you can, baby.”

“No more,” you whined, trying to pull away nit he held you in place, grip firm, tight, threatening.

“What’s that? You want more?” he taunted, suckling harder at your folds, making you shout.

He really was eating you stupid, wasn’t he?

Your arousal practically soaked the sheets beneath you. Satoru’s face was practically soaked in your arousal. It was a deliciously erotic and sensual sight to behold, but you didn’t think you could take much more than you already did. You really didn’t and yet…

You whimpered, everything becoming unbearable. The heat between your legs that he just kept building up and up and up. Satoru’s stupid face. The heady scent of sex and sweat and a hint of Satoru’s expensive Prada cologne.

“Satoru, please—!” you pleaded, desperate.

Another lick up your folds. More slick gushing out.

“—please what? Keep going? Because we’re far from finished. Besides, once I’m done with your pretty cunt, I still have your cute little asshole to bring attention to next.”

As if he couldn’t be more of a menace, he pinched the skin of your right butt cheek. Fingers inching closer until it rimmed the tight ring of your ass.

“Noooo….please! Have mercy!”

Satoru pushed the flat of his tongue against your folds, fingers pinching your clit and rubbing slightly.

You came in a crescendo.

“You are so—!” you shouted as you came down from the high, to which Satoru responded with a teasing light slap against your oversensitive pussy.

“That the thanks I get for the uhhh I don’t know… 20 or so orgasms I just gave you out of the pure selflessness of my heart?” he chuckled as he adjusted your legs, propping your ass up. “And there’s still plenty more to be had.”

Rather than protest (you’d lose every time you did, anyway), you buried your face into the feathery soft pillows from frustration. This man was the biggest menace in your world, but if his way to go was to be crushed between your thighs, then well, who were you to deny his dying wish?

[purerelaxology]

The Hidden Healing Powers of Full-Body Massage

When it comes to self-care, few things compare to the soothing touch of a professional massage. A full-body relaxation massage is more than just a moment of indulgence—it’s a powerful tool for enhancing your overall well-being. Whether you’re dealing with sore muscles, daily stress, or simply in need of some pampering, this therapy offers a rejuvenating escape. But what exactly is a full-body relaxation massage, and what can you expect from your first session? Let’s explore.

What is a Full-Body Relaxation Massage?

A full-body relaxation massage is a holistic therapy designed to promote physical and mental wellness. It targets nearly every part of your body—back, legs, arms, shoulders, feet, and even the scalp—using gentle, flowing strokes. This soothing experience not only eases muscle tension and melts away stress, but also restores balance to your body and mind.

Massage therapy has long been used as a remedy for stress, fatigue, and various health concerns. In particular, full-body relaxation massage can deliver benefits that go far beyond simple relaxation.

Surprising Benefits of Full-Body Relaxation Massage

1. Revitalizes the Skin Massage does wonders for your skin. The combination of gentle friction and nourishing oils or lotions helps exfoliate dead skin cells, revealing a softer, more radiant complexion underneath. It also boosts circulation, which promotes healthier, glowing skin.

2. Soothes the Nervous System This form of massage calms your nervous system, reducing feelings of anxiety and stress. It can also help regulate hormone levels, providing a deeper sense of emotional balance and well-being.

3. Supports the Muscular & Skeletal System Massage improves blood circulation, which delivers oxygen and nutrients to tired muscles, relieving tension in your muscles, tendons, and ligaments. This process also supports faster recovery from physical strain or injury.

4. Detoxifies the Lymphatic System A well-functioning lymphatic system is essential for maintaining a strong immune response. Massage helps stimulate lymph flow, flushing out toxins, waste, and potential pathogens, thereby strengthening your immune defense.

5. Enhances Blood Circulation Improved blood flow benefits not just your muscles, but also your bones and internal organs. A full-body massage promotes healthy circulation throughout the body, which aids in nutrient delivery and waste removal.

6. Promotes Heart Health Relaxation massage has a positive impact on heart health by helping to regulate blood pressure and improve circulation. It encourages a slower heart rate and a feeling of calm, contributing to overall cardiovascular wellness.

7. Boosts Immunity Regular massages can enhance the body’s natural defense mechanisms. They stimulate white blood cell production, helping your body ward off illness and speed up recovery from muscle or joint injuries.

Now that you're aware of the numerous advantages of full-body relaxation massage therapy, why not treat yourself to the best? At Pure Relaxology, Singapore’s premier massage center, we offer a range of massage and spa treatments designed to rejuvenate your body and mind. Visit us at Hotel Boss, a cozy 4-star boutique hotel, or give us a call at +65 9424 5304 to book your appointment today!

Your journey to wellness and relaxation starts here. Stay connected with Pure Foot Relaxology and discover the art of ultimate relaxation. Follow us on Facebook for the latest updates, wellness tips, and client testimonials. Get inspired by soothing visuals and natural healing remedies on our Pinterest. Don’t forget to check out our daily stories and behind-the-scenes moments on Instagram!

[isabelwcna]

Open Your Career: Top CNA Training Programs in Brooklyn for 2023

Unlock Your Career: Top CNA Training Programs in Brooklyn for 2023

If you’re looking too​ enter the healthcare field without spending years in school, becoming a certified Nursing Assistant (CNA)⁤ is an excellent choice.CNA‌ training programs in Brooklyn are ⁣abundant, offering a variety of options suited to your needs. In this article,⁢ we will explore the top CNA training programs available in Brooklyn for 2023, along ‍with key benefits, practical tips, and firsthand ‍experiences, to help you⁣ unlock your career and begin your journey in healthcare.

Why Become a⁤ CNA?

Working as⁤ a Certified Nursing Assistant offers numerous advantages, including:

Fast Entry into the Workforce: Most CNA programs can be completed in a matter of weeks, allowing you ⁢to ‌start your new career quickly.

High Demand for CNAs: with‌ an aging population, the demand for nursing assistants is surging, making this a stable career path.

Chance for Growth: ‌ Starting as a CNA can pave the way for advanced positions in healthcare, such ⁣as Licensed Practical Nurse (LPN)‌ or Registered Nurse (RN).

Top CNA Training Programs in ⁤Brooklyn for 2023

1. ABC Nursing Academy

ABC Nursing​ Academy offers a thorough CNA training program that includes both classroom instruction and hands-on clinical training.

Duration: 4-8 weeks

Certification: State-approved

Cost: $1,200

Location: East New York

2.The New ⁤York College for health⁣ Professions

This institution is known for its robust health programs, including⁣ a CNA course that integrates theory with practical experiance.

Duration: 5 weeks

Certification: state and ⁤nationally recognized

Cost: $1,050

Location: Flushing, with accessible transportation to ⁢Brooklyn

3. Brooklyn Adult Learning Center

Offering evening and weekend classes, this center is ideal for individuals juggling jobs or other responsibilities.

Duration: 6 weeks

Certification: NY State-approved

Cost: $800

Location: Various locations throughout Brooklyn

4. ⁣Kingsborough Community College

A well-respected community college, Kingsborough offers an affordable CNA program with a strong focus on​ real-world ⁣application.

Duration: 8 weeks

Certification: NY State-accredited

Cost: $1,100

Location: Brooklyn

5. new York Medical Career Training Center

This center offers ‌flexible schedules for students,including day,evening,and online ⁤courses.

Duration: ‍4 weeks

Certification: ‍ State-approved certification exam​ preparation

Cost: $1,300

Location: Sunset park

Benefits of CNA Training Programs

Participating in a CNA training‍ program offers several ⁤advantages:

Gain practical skills needed to‍ provide patient​ care.

Develop relationships and communication skills essential for healthcare.

Enhance your resume and job prospects in a ​competitive job market.

Practical Tips for Aspiring CNAs

here are some practical tips to help you⁢ succeed in your CNA training journey:

Choose the Right Program: Take time to research and select a program that fits​ your schedule and learning style.

Stay Organized: ‌ Keep track of assignments,clinical hours,and study schedules.

Engage with Instructors: Don’t ⁣hesitate to ask questions or seek help whenever you ‍need clarification.

Participate Actively: engage in discussions and hands-on activities to maximize your learning.

First-Hand Experience: A CNA’s Journey

To get a deeper understanding of the CNA experience, we ​spoke with Sarah, a recent graduate from ABC Nursing‌ Academy:

“My training at ABC Nursing ⁤Academy was intense but rewarding. I felt fully prepared when I began working in a long-term care⁢ facility. The hands-on training made all the difference, and I discovered I love working with patients and making a difference⁣ in their lives.” -‌ Sarah, CNA

Case Study: The ​Impact of CNAs in Healthcare

CNAs play a crucial role in patient care. At⁣ Brookdale‍ Hospital, CNAs are found throughout​ the facility, assisting nurses and providing essential support to patients. They not only​ help with daily⁣ living activities but are also vital in communicating patients’ needs to the nursing staff.

Task

Importance

Vital Sign ⁤Monitoring

Provides critical ⁣data for patient care.

Patient Mobility

Helps prevent⁢ falls and injuries.

Assisting with ​Daily ‍Activities

Promotes ⁢a good quality of life for patients.

Conclusion

Embarking on a career as a Certified Nursing Assistant in Brooklyn is both rewarding and fulfilling. With various training⁢ programs available, such as those offered by ABC Nursing‌ Academy, New⁤ York⁤ College for Health Professions, and others, aspiring CNAs have many options to ⁢choose from. Remember the benefits ⁤of this rewarding career path, and put​ into practice the tips ⁢shared here. Start ⁣your journey in healthcare today, and unlock the potential of your career!

https://coursescna.com/open-your-career-top-cna-training-programs-in-brooklyn-for-2023/

[sharkinnovation35]

Why You Should Drink Alkaline Water: 5 Key Benefits

More people are turning to alkaline water due to its numerous benefits. Investing in alkaline water purifier in Hyderabad has become priority for the residents as the awareness about hydration, pH value and increase in water quality spreading around. Studies and feedback of the users of alkaline water made purifiers preferable. Let’s look at some of the benefits that studies say about Alkaline water. If you are looking to buy one, Sharks Innovation has become a trusted supplier of alkaline water purifiers in Hyderabad.

1. Balances pH Levels in the Body

As we observe these days processed food, caffeine, sugary beverages have become a part of lifestyle for many. These make body more acidic resulting in many health issues. By reducing the acidic part in the body one can neutralize it and can restore body’s natural balance avoiding increase of acidic-related health issues.

2. Rich in Antioxidants and Detoxification

Removal of toxins from the body can keep it healthy. Alkaline water is known for its antioxidant properties, which help in fight with radicals that contribute to various diseases and aging problems. This nature flushes out toxins and promotes better organ function. By using Shark Innovation’s alkaline water purifier, you can have clean drinking water that is safe and has antioxidants.

3. Improves Hydration and Nutrient Absorption

Regular tap water has larger water molecules comparer to alkaline water. These smaller molecules present in alkaline water can help in better absorption leading to better hydration. The result of hydration leads to improving energy levels, supports in muscle function which promoted overall well-being. Additionally alkaline water aids in better nutrient absorption which gives most important vitamins and minerals.

4. Supports Bone Health

Studies suggest that acidic diets can lead to calcium deficiency which can cause loss of bones, also issue of osteoporosis and other bone related problems many arise. Drinking of alkaline water can help in maintaining bone density and also reduces acid buildup in the body. A high-quality alkaline water purifier in Hyderabad can get you safe and mineral rich water that contributes to your health.

5. Boosts Immune System and Digestion

Now-a-days people are looking ways to boosts their immune system and also get rid of any digestion problems they have. As per health professionals alkaline water strengthens immune system, helps in fighting cold and other infections efficiently. Indigestion can cause many issues in the body, when digestion is up to the mark most of the diseases can be avoided.

Conclusion

The benefits of alkaline water go beyond simple hydration. From balancing pH levels to enhancing immune function and bone health, it plays a crucial role in overall well-being. If you want to enjoy the advantages of alkaline water, investing in a high-quality alkaline water purifier in Hyderabad is a smart choice. It ensures that your drinking water is not only safe but also enriched with essential minerals for optimal health.

Make the switch today and experience the difference alkaline water can bring to your life! By ensuring that your daily water intake is of the highest quality, you contribute to long-term health and vitality. Don’t wait—take a step towards better hydration and a healthier lifestyle now! Call Sharks Innovation now to book a free demo and one of our representatives will be at your place.

Disclaimer:

The information about alkaline water ionizer machines is for informational purposes only and not any medical advice. These machines are not intended to diagnose or treat any condition. Consult a healthcare professional before making dietary changes or usage of machine.

[chansonwatersblog]

Get the Best Alkaline Water Ionizer in Delhi Now – Boost Your Health with Chanson Water!

In a bustling city like Delhi, clean and healthy water is essential. But with increasing pollution and contaminants, how can you ensure the water you're drinking is pure and healthy? The answer is simple – invest in the best alkaline water ionizer in India today! At Chanson Water, we provide cutting-edge water ionizer machines in Delhi that can transform the quality of your water and improve your overall health.

Why Should You Choose Alkaline Water?

Alkaline water has gained immense popularity because of its numerous health benefits. It’s more than just water; it’s a solution for better hydration, detoxification, and overall wellness. Alkaline water ionizers help balance the pH levels of your water, making it less acidic and rich in antioxidants. Here’s why you should consider switching to alkaline water today:

Better Hydration: Alkaline water is absorbed more efficiently by your body, ensuring better hydration.

Boosts Energy Levels: Consuming alkaline water regularly can increase your energy levels and overall vitality.

Detoxifies the Body: Alkaline water helps flush out toxins and neutralize acids in your body, improving your overall health.

Improved Skin Health: Drinking alkaline water can help keep your skin hydrated, reducing wrinkles and acne.

Supports Digestion: It promotes a balanced pH in your stomach, leading to better digestion and fewer acid reflux issues.

Why Choose Chanson Water for Your Alkaline Water Machine?

When searching for a water ionizer machine in Delhi, you want a reliable brand that delivers on its promises. Chanson Water stands out for several reasons:

Top-Quality Products: We provide the best alkaline water machines in India that use advanced ionization technology for superior water quality.

Affordable Options: We believe in making healthy water accessible. Our alkaline water machines in Delhi offer great value without compromising on quality.

Expert Guidance: Our team of experts is always ready to guide you in selecting the perfect water ionizer for your home or office.

Reliable Customer Support: We’re here to help you before, during, and after your purchase. From installation to maintenance, we’ve got you covered.

Whether you’re looking for a water ionizer in Delhi for your home or a commercial-grade solution for your office, Chanson Water is your trusted partner for premium alkaline water machines.

Visit us today at: 618, 6th Floor, PP Trade Centre, Netaji Subhash Place, Pitam Pura, New Delhi, Delhi 110034 Call us at: 01147042098 Explore more on our website: https://chansonqualitywater.com

FAQs

1. What is an alkaline water ionizer? An alkaline water ionizer is a machine that alters the pH of your water, making it more alkaline. This helps improve hydration, neutralize acids, and offers various health benefits.

2. Why should I switch to alkaline water? Alkaline water helps detoxify your body, neutralize acidity, and improve digestion. It’s also packed with antioxidants that can enhance your overall health.

3. How does a water ionizer work? A water ionizer uses electrolysis to separate water into acidic and alkaline components. The alkaline water is then enriched with healthy minerals and becomes more hydrating.

4. Can I find an alkaline water machine near me in Delhi? Yes, Chanson Water is located in Netaji Subhash Place, Pitam Pura, New Delhi. We provide a wide range of alkaline water machines for homes and offices.

5. Are alkaline water ionizers affordable? Chanson Water offers the best alkaline water ionizers in India at competitive prices. We believe in offering high-quality products that suit every budget.

Ready to Boost Your Health with Alkaline Water?

If you’re looking for a reliable alkaline water machine for home near me or a water ionizer in Delhi for your business, Chanson Water is here to help! Don’t wait any longer to experience the health benefits of alkaline water.

Call us now at 01147042098 or visit our store in Pitam Pura, New Delhi to learn more about our products and how they can improve your health.

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Alkaline Water in BPA-Free Bottles: Your Path to Healthier Hydration in Dubai

In Dubai’s fast-paced lifestyle, hydration isn’t just essential—it’s vital. With rising awareness about health and environmental sustainability, consumers are choosing smarter options for water consumption. One of these revolutionary choices is alkaline water in BPA-free bottles. Combining numerous health benefits with eco-friendly packaging, this solution is perfect for the conscious Dubai resident.

Let’s dive deeper into why Aquaplus is leading the way in providing high-quality alkaline water in the UAE.

Why Choose Alkaline Water?

Alkaline water is more than just hydration—it’s a health revolution. Here’s why:

Improved Hydration: With smaller molecular clusters, alkaline water absorbs more effectively, keeping you hydrated longer.

Detoxification: It helps flush toxins from your body, improving energy levels and overall well-being.

Balances Body pH: Neutralizes acidity in the body, reducing risks of chronic diseases and promoting better health.

Rich in Essential Minerals: Contains calcium, magnesium, and potassium—essential for bone health, muscle function, and overall vitality.

Scientific studies have consistently highlighted the long-term benefits of alkaline water, making it a popular choice for health-conscious individuals.

The Importance of BPA-Free Bottles

While the benefits of alkaline water are undeniable, the packaging matters just as much. At Aquaplus, we prioritize both your health and the environment with our BPA-free bottles.

Health Hazards of BPA: BPA, a chemical commonly found in plastics, can seep into water and cause hormonal imbalances, especially in high temperatures.

Eco-Friendly Solution: BPA-free bottles are recyclable and contribute to Dubai’s vision of a sustainable future.

By switching to Aquaplus, you’re choosing a product that’s safe for you and kind to the planet. Our BPA-free water bottles in the UAE set the standard for sustainable hydration.

Aquaplus – Your Trusted Dubai Water Supplier

Aquaplus has earned its reputation as a reliable mineral water supplier in Dubai. Here’s why customers choose us:

Uncompromised Quality: Our rigorous filtration and alkalization process ensure the highest water quality.

Eco-Friendly Packaging: Every bottle is BPA-free, durable, and designed to preserve water purity.

Convenient Delivery Services: From homes to offices, we provide fast, reliable delivery across Dubai and the UAE.

Our alkaline water in BPA-free bottles aligns with the needs of a modern, health-conscious lifestyle while supporting a cleaner environment.

Explore our product range and start your journey toward better hydration today at Aquaplus.

How to Get Started?

Getting healthier, eco-friendly hydration is easy with Aquaplus:

Step 1: Visit our website at Aquaplus.

Step 2: Browse our range of BPA-free alkaline water bottles and select the ideal product for your needs.

Step 3: Place your order online and enjoy fast delivery anywhere in the UAE.

Our BPA-free water bottles are tailored to meet your hydration needs while prioritizing sustainability. Don’t wait—order today!

FAQs About Alkaline Water and BPA-Free Bottles

Q: What makes alkaline water different from regular water?Alkaline water has a higher pH level, which helps neutralize acidity in the body. It also contains essential minerals like magnesium and calcium.

Q: Why are BPA-free bottles important?BPA-free bottles ensure no harmful chemicals leach into your water, making them safer for your health and better for the environment.

Q: How is Aquaplus unique as a Dubai water supplier?Aquaplus combines high-quality alkaline water with eco-friendly BPA-free packaging and reliable delivery services across the UAE.

Conclusion

Alkaline water in BPA-free bottles isn’t just a healthier choice—it’s a sustainable one. With Aquaplus, you gain access to premium hydration solutions designed to meet your lifestyle and environmental values.

Ready to experience the difference? Visit Aquaplus today and make the switch to healthier, eco-friendly hydration!

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How to Weatherproof Your Door for Energy Efficiency

When it comes to home improvement, few projects can have as significant an impact as door installation. A well-chosen door can enhance your home's aesthetics, improve security, and boost energy efficiency. In this guide, we will explore the essential aspects of door installation, ensuring you have all the information you need to make informed decisions.

Understanding the Importance of Door Installation

Door installation is more than just hanging a new door; it's about creating a seamless transition between spaces while ensuring functionality and style. A properly installed door can provide privacy, improve insulation, and enhance the overall look of your home. Whether you’re replacing an old door or adding a new one, the installation process is crucial for achieving the desired results.

Types of Doors for Your Home

Before diving into the installation process, it’s essential to choose the right type of door for your needs. Here are some popular options:

Interior Doors: Ideal for separating rooms within your home, these doors come in various materials, including wood, fiberglass, and hollow core. They are available in numerous styles, from classic panel doors to modern flush designs.

Exterior Doors: The first line of defense against the elements, exterior doors should be sturdy and secure. Options include fiberglass, steel, and solid wood doors, each offering unique benefits in terms of durability and insulation.

Sliding Doors: Perfect for smaller spaces, sliding doors save room while providing a stylish way to connect indoor and outdoor areas. They are often made of glass, allowing for natural light and a view of the outside.

Bi-Fold Doors: These doors are an excellent choice for creating open spaces, such as in patios or dining areas. They fold neatly to one side, providing an unobstructed view and access.

The Door Installation Process

1. Measurement and Planning

The first step in door installation is accurately measuring the door frame. This ensures that your new door will fit perfectly. Take into account the width, height, and depth of the frame, and always double-check your measurements before purchasing a new door.

2. Choosing the Right Hardware

Selecting the appropriate hardware is vital for a successful door installation. This includes hinges, handles, and locks. Ensure that the hardware complements the style of your door and is durable enough for regular use.

3. Removing the Old Door

If you're replacing an existing door, carefully remove it from the hinges. This typically involves unscrewing the hinges and lifting the door off the frame. Be cautious not to damage the frame during this process.

4. Installing the New Door

Once you’ve prepared the frame, it’s time to install the new door. Position the door in the frame and attach the hinges. Make sure the door swings smoothly and fits snugly within the frame. Adjust as necessary to ensure proper alignment.

5. Adding Finishing Touches

After the door is securely in place, it’s time to install the hardware. Attach the handle and lock, ensuring they function correctly. You can also add weather stripping around the door frame to improve energy efficiency and seal any gaps.

Conclusion

Door installation is a vital aspect of home improvement that can significantly enhance your space. By understanding the importance of the process and choosing the right type of door, you can transform your home’s appearance and functionality. Whether you choose to tackle the installation yourself or hire a professional, ensuring quality installation will provide you with a beautiful and durable entryway for years to come. Don’t underestimate the impact of a well-installed door—start your project today!

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Perfect Pairings: How to Choose a Wedding Band for Your Emerald-Cut Engagement Ring?

It’s time you landed the quality wedding band in your emerald-cut engagement ring!

That feeling when the love of your life proposes to you on one knee and the hoop container reveals a fantastic emerald-reduce engagement ring is unequalled. Even a superbly heat, melt-in-your-mouth chocolate brownie doesn’t come near. Your belly tingles with exhilaration… due to the fact you may’t wait to plot your wedding already. So, the search for the correct wedding band to pair along with your ultra-modern prized possession starts offevolved. You fast remodel into a to-be-bridezilla, watching YouTube films and celebs who’ve recently flaunted their wedding ring stack for some notion. After all, this is *the hoop* you’ll be sporting every day ‘til dying do you component. Mark your eternal love with the vibrant elegance of an wedding bands with emeralds, a perfect symbol of a lifetime together.

Girl… in case you haven’t found out it already, you want to research a tip or  about the way to pick the right wedding ceremony band to your emerald-cut engagement ring from jewelry experts, so you can experience confident approximately the very last choice you make.

Being in the biz for almost two many years, we understand while we see a marriage band that can suit perfectly with a completely unique engagement ring which include yours. And you could accept as true with us when we say that you’ll by no means want to unstack the pairing we find for you… ever!

So, scroll down for a few failproof suggestions on a way to locate the best wedding band in your emerald-reduce engagement ring, and save the ones that’ll get you even greater psyched to mention, “I do!”

Things to Consider Before Choosing a Wedding Band for Your Emerald-Cut Engagement Ring

With the upward thrust of Mod ring stacks at an all-time high, you’ll need this concise emerald-cut engagement ring guide so that you end up with the precise wedding ceremony band for it.

1. What style is your emerald-cut engagement ring?

If you want your engagement ring to be the star of the display, you should be clear about what fashion your emerald-reduce stunner is (solitaire, 3-stone, halo, and so on.), because you don’t need the marriage band to overpower it but highlight its beauty alternatively.

2. Are you a minimalist or a maximalist?

Metal bands (and perhaps some diamonds) are an apt choice for the minimalists, however if you’re up for a touch extra bling, choose a colored gemstone wedding ceremony band as a substitute.

Angara gives an expansion of gemstone wedding ceremony bands in numerous patterns to complement your engagement ring and add vibrance and personality to your bridal stack. So, whether or not you’re looking to stack an emerald-reduce tanzanite ring or an emerald engagement ring for ladies, we’ve were given you protected.

3. How frequently do you plan to wear your wedding band?

If you’re a never-taking-it-off kinda gal, you want to be aware of the durability of your gemstone wedding band. Gemstones like diamond, sapphire and ruby which have a Mohs hardness score of more than 7 are first-rate for regular wear.

4. Do you want your jewelry to sit down flush towards each other?

Do you need your emerald-reduce engagement ring and wedding ceremony band to healthy together like a puzzle? Then, select a contoured, open or curved band.

But possibly you don’t plan on wearing the two jewelry on the same finger. Well, if so, the sector is your oyster—you may choose any wedding ceremony band you like.

5. How do you want your metals?

Selecting a wedding band and an engagement ring inside the identical steel creates a synchronized appearance, while blending metals will make your bridal stack look interesting and on-trend.

So, if you’ve simply got a silver emerald-reduce diamond ring, don’t experience shy to mix it with a yellow-gold wedding band.

Found! The Best Wedding Bands for Emerald-Cut Engagement Ring

Trust us, you’ll hear “wow” while you pair these wedding bands along with your emerald anniversary ring.

1. Complementary Cuts

Who doesn’t love a matchy-matchy appearance? An emerald-cut engagement ring’s formidable, elongated aspects are echoed excellent by an emerald-cut wedding band (no factors for guessing).

But that’s not the most effective preference. You also can flip to square-reduce, princess-cut and baguette wedding bands to create a visual harmony this is both modern and sublime.

2. Pop of Shine

The emerald cut is très sublime, however allow’s face it; it's far coveted greater for its elongating impact than its shine. Enter: Round-reduce stone wedding ceremony bands.

Round-cut stones are recognized for optimum brilliance and pairing them with a traditional solitaire emerald-reduce engagement ring will % a punch and give your stack a adorable evaluation. It’s a winner all the way!

3. Contoured Couture

We love the concept of contoured wedding ceremony bands. The proper you'll be able to healthy snugly against the emerald-cut engagement ring and accordingly, offer a visible aesthetic like no different. Quite such as you and your S.O. Becoming together like two portions of a puzzle *wink*

Plus, the proper nestling of the 2 earrings guarantees that the earrings don’t rub against each different which prevents the center stone from chipping.

Four. Matching Styles

While your wedding band shouldn’t overshadow your sparkler, who says it is able to’t be equally showstopping?

Ornate bands will no longer simplest appearance incredible whilst paired with your engagement ring however will also make a statement on their very own. The most effective rule to follow? Try to pick a matching style. For example, if you have a antique-fashion emerald-cut engagement ring with milgrain detailing, pass for a wedding band with similar elements. Or in case your ring has a twisted shank, select a marriage band with a twisted layout as nicely.

Also Read : Stackable Diamond Rings: Trendy & Timeless Combinations for Every Occasion

The Ultimate Guide To Engagement Ring Shopping

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The Impact of Seasonal Changes on Truck Maintenance: What to Watch Out For

Seasonal changes can have a significant impact on truck maintenance. Each season presents unique challenges that can affect the performance and longevity of your truck. Understanding these impacts and taking proactive measures can help ensure your truck remains in optimal condition year-round. At Capital Diesel Truck Repair, we’re dedicated to providing top-notch mobile truck repair in Sacramento, and we want to share essential tips for maintaining your truck through the seasons.

Seasonal Maintenance Tips

Winter

Winter weather can be harsh on trucks, with cold temperatures, ice, and snow creating numerous challenges.

1. Battery Health

Cold weather can drain your truck’s battery faster. Ensure your battery is fully charged and consider replacing it if it’s older than three years.

Tip: Keep your battery terminals clean to ensure a good connection.

2. Tire Condition

Inspect your tires for adequate tread and proper inflation. Consider switching to winter tires for better traction on icy roads.

Tip: Regularly check tire pressure, as it can drop in colder temperatures.

3. Engine Oil

Cold weather can thicken engine oil, reducing its effectiveness. Use a winter-grade oil to ensure proper lubrication.

Tip: Schedule an oil change with a professional Truck Repair Shop to switch to the appropriate oil grade.

4. Coolant System

Ensure your coolant system is in top condition to prevent freezing. Check antifreeze levels and consider a coolant flush.

Tip: Inspect hoses and belts for wear, as cold temperatures can make them brittle.

Spring

Spring brings milder temperatures but can still pose challenges due to increased rainfall and potential for flooding.

1. Brake Inspection

Wet conditions can affect brake performance. Ensure your brakes are in good condition and replace worn pads and rotors.

Tip: Regular brake inspections can prevent more significant issues down the road.

2. Windshield Wipers

Spring showers call for effective windshield wipers. Replace any wipers that leave streaks or don’t fully clear the windshield.

Tip: Check wiper fluid levels and top off as needed.

3. Rust Prevention

Spring moisture can accelerate rust formation. Clean your truck regularly to remove salt and grime from winter.

Tip: Apply a rust-prevention spray to vulnerable areas.

Summer

High temperatures can take a toll on your truck, affecting everything from the cooling system to the tires.

1. Cooling System

Ensure your radiator and cooling system are functioning correctly to prevent overheating. Check coolant levels and look for leaks.

Tip: Schedule regular maintenance to inspect the entire cooling system.

2. Air Conditioning

A functioning air conditioning system is essential for comfort. Ensure your AC is in good working condition and recharge if necessary.

Tip: Replace the cabin air filter to maintain good air quality.

3. Tire Maintenance

High temperatures can cause tire blowouts. Check tire pressure regularly and inspect for any signs of wear or damage.

Tip: Rotate tires regularly to ensure even wear.

Fall

Fall is a transitional season that prepares your truck for the upcoming winter. It’s a good time for comprehensive maintenance.

1. Battery Check

Before winter hits, ensure your battery is in good condition. Test its charge and replace it if necessary.

Tip: Clean battery terminals and ensure a secure connection.

2. Lighting

As days get shorter, ensure all your lights are working correctly. Replace any burned-out bulbs and clean the lenses.

Tip: Check both headlights and taillights for proper operation.

3. HVAC System

Ensure your heating system is ready for colder weather. Check the HVAC system for any issues and replace the air filter.

Tip: Have a professional inspect your HVAC system to ensure it’s working efficiently.

FAQs

Q1: How often should I check my truck’s tire pressure?

A1: It’s advisable to check your tire pressure at least once a month and before long trips. Extreme temperatures can cause fluctuations in tire pressure.

Q2: What type of engine oil should I use in winter?

A2: In winter, use a thinner, winter-grade oil (such as 5W-30) to ensure proper lubrication in cold temperatures. Consult with a Truck Repair for the best recommendation.

Q3: How can I prevent rust during the spring season?

A3: Regularly wash your truck to remove salt and grime accumulated over the winter. Applying a rust-prevention spray to vulnerable areas can also help.

Q4: What should I do if my truck overheats in the summer?

A4: If your truck overheats, pull over immediately to a safe location and turn off the engine. Allow it to cool before checking the coolant levels or calling for mobile truck repair. 

Q5: How often should I replace windshield wipers?

A5: Windshield wipers should be replaced every six months to a year, or as soon as you notice they are not clearing the windshield effectively.

Seasonal changes can significantly impact truck maintenance, but with the right precautions and regular maintenance, you can keep your truck in excellent condition year-round. At Capital Diesel Truck Repair, we provide reliable fleet service in Sacramento to ensure your trucks are always ready for the road.

If you need assistance with your truck, whether it’s seasonal maintenance, repairs, or emergency roadside service, our experienced diesel mechanics near me are here to help. We offer comprehensive mobile truck repair in Sacramento to keep your commercial vehicles in top shape.

Contact Us:

Business Hours: Monday-Friday 8am-5pm

Phone: +1 (916) 949-4882

Address: 1645 Vinci Ave, Sacramento, CA 95838

Email: AlexKochubey@yahoo.com

Trust Capital Diesel Truck Repair for all your truck maintenance and repair needs. Stay ahead of the seasons and keep your truck running smoothly!

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Ok i have to write this down.

It’s the political opinions of someone with an opinion most people here won’t like. Reader discretion is advised, and read the full thing if you’re going to read it at all before you form opinions or verbally attack me.

TL,DR; war is more complex than people realise. Read more than media.

This fucking isreal gaza war is a propaganda masterclass. Palestine has mastered garnering support from the people here, and masterfully swept away from the public consciousness the decades of tension and jabs in the two countries histories. Isreal was made a place on the map by the british. It was british territory, and was given to the jewish after ww2 since lots of people needed somewhere to go where they could be the majority. Israel has been doing great since. Some of the best medicine and tech in the world. Palestine, formerly british territory to begin with, weren’t chuffed at all and so took up a retaliation with what means they had.

Many of those means were terrorism.

3,200 civilians have been killed in terror attacks in israel since 1993. It looks like a relatively smaller number. This is despite numerous attempts at negotiation. This is a complicated conflict that has been going on for longer than most people on tumblr with opinions about it have been alive, including myself.

Part of the issue is fanaticism. It’s massively common in the middle east that people think that the other side are infidels and they’ll be made saints for their sacrifice by bombing the others. Funny that they worship the same god, so he probably wouldn’t want them to fight at all. There’s no reasoning with that, though, as they genuinely believe it with all their heart and you can’t talk someone down from there.

Worse, is Hamas. A good old fashioned terrorist organisation, who are a household name for people who read about this. They are another fanatic group, and they have dug hundreds of miles of tunnels under gaza in order to sneak people with bombs in and civilians out. This is important because;

1–it is quite obvious that if there are tunnels underground you need to vaporise some ground to get to them. Artillery is good for this. The only solution to “we know there are tunnels in this general area” is to sink that general area below sea level to find them. The annoyance is that there is an entire gaza strip of people in the way.

2–building from this, the palestinians can absolutely rat out Hamas and tell israeli soldiers where the tunnels are. They do not. The fanaticism of the area pervades both sides enough that everyone thinks the other side are sods, with no talking about it. They could if they liked tell the many patrolling Israeli soldiers where the tunnels are, but they don’t, because they are infidels and must be punished. This also means that Israel can only rain gunpowder from above and make a hole big enough to find the tunnels.

An analogy; Scorpions in an Anthill.

There are scorpions hiding in the anthill, and the ants won’t tell you where they are, but the scorpions keep biting you hard, so they have to go. You can’t go in the anthill and look for them, because you’ll get chased out by ants and the scorpions will get you, so you can only flood the anthill with water or bleach and flush the scorpions out. The ants will die too, but they chose a side, they sting you whenever you try and get the spiders out because the scorpions told them you are evil and must be punished.

And already the analogy gets convoluted.

Nobody wins in war.

Hamas won’t respect a ceasefire, and Palestine won’t stop crying. The children being bombed are the same ones being raised by parents who were raised by Hamas. Those are children who will grow up in a warzone being told “Israelis are evil, they must be punished. If you die killing them, you’ll be made a saint.” Their parents believe it wholeheartedly, because their parents told them the same.

Nobody will win this war. Either Hamas will be crushed in their vietcong style tunnels and burned from their anthill, or are pushed out by the artillery caving their tunnels in or exposing them. Israel cannot lose more innocent civilians to Hamas. Palestine and Hamas cannot parlay with the infidels.

Everyone who sees this from the outside, not asking why, only sees you pour bleach in an anthill and the adverts from the ants saying “stop killing us”, not knowing the scorpions are inside and are being sheltered by the ants.

Quite frankly, the Israeli Government has every right to wage this war.

Much worse has been done over less, and you cannot talk to someone being violent. Only greater violence stops violence.

Palestine and Gaza have every right to be upset, their land was taken from them (although the English did conquer the place fair and square) and they are losing their loved ones left right and center. They also refuse to negotiate with the infidels, and refuse to rat out gods servants as they enact their holy duty to condemn them to eternal damnation. Israels only course of action is to flatten the place with artillery. Think through any other course of action in your head before you come at me. You cannot feasibly do anything else without risking your people, and the government of a country is entirely to act in the interest of its people.

In the words of Slipknot’s Corey Taylor, “You wanna win the war? Know what you’re fighting for.”

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Part 2:

I closed the clinic. Or at least, I put the sign up that says the doctor was out and scratched out the part that said he’d be back in blue permanent marker. It would have been black, which probably would have hidden the words better, but like everything else black markers are on backorder. 

I went back to sit in Bradey’s office. The thing is, without him, there is no clinic. I’ll be doing the work of packing things up and shutting the place down in the next few weeks, until the landlord finally kicks us- me- out. 

I didn’t have to start with Brady’s stuff, I guess, but I did. I’ve always been nosy and frankly this excuse was one I’d wanted. Not, like, how it happened, but… you get my drift.  Bradey wrote a lot, but he did it in cursive and like I said, I’d never been able to read that. But I’m thinking again about getting someone else to read his probably several dozen notebooks here and the several hundred in his personal quarters. As in, I don’t think I’ll do it. Not right now, at least. 

I got out a flathead screwdriver from under the sink in the exam room and used it to pry the lock off Bradey’s desk. It was a shame, the desk was one of those solid oak ones that had probably been extremely difficult to squeeze through the door of the office, and which was still in good shape despite the new lack of lock. 

Will be a pain to get out of the office too, I think. 

Like I expected, the numerous legal pads in the top drawer were frankly illegible. I took them all out, hoping in vain that the better light from the window might help me read them. 

There was a knock at the door. 

Knocks are not uncommon, even when the sign was up saying we aren’t here. I am usually here. In fact, I am here more often than I’m not, even when Bradey isn’t. It’s helpful, because when the power comes on I can make sure everything with a battery is plugged in and can boil some water to sterilize it. And unfortunately, people know that. And they know I can usually do something. 

See, on the 1-year anniversary of working with him, Bradey gave me a binder. In that binder are all the things I am allowed to do and how I am allowed to do them when he’s not here. I’m not sure of the ethics or laws around using protocols written by a dead guy. But, I figure, there are plenty of people who don’t know he’s dead yet who are still following his orders in some way or another. 

The person knocked again. 

I got up and went to the door. 

2/12/25, 1525

Gen: 10 y/o female pt presents with her grandfather. States were turned away from the emergency department without antibiotics for an infected injury to R hand. Urgent care on 12th Ave and urgent care on Chestnut St not affordable for family. 

Vitals: HR 95, RR 20, BP 102/66, Temp 99.5F

Integ: Dorsal side of R hand red, hot, and swollen in a 7cm circle around 2cm lac, which gaps less than ½ cm and is less than ¼ cm deep. Drainage thin and purulent. Flushed wound with boiled cooled water. Performed first hot compress here with reusable hot pack. 

Pain: 4/10 pre-procedure, 7/10 during procedure, 2/10 after procedure. 

Edu: Showed grandfather how to continue hot compresses at home with instructions to do compresses 4 times per day, 20 minutes at a time, whenever hot water access is available.

Psych/Soc: Tearful during procedure, liberal reassurance and distraction provided. 

C/V: WNL

Resp: WNL

GI/GU: WNL

MSK: WNL

I guess I should talk a little more about what I did, in case a lay person finds this journal. About a year ago the emergency departments started turning people away if they weren’t sick enough (or were too sick, it really depended on how busy they were) so something like an infected hand really wasn’t going to get a spot in line. Then the urgent cares, which were run by the larger health systems, generally started increasing their rates and requiring payment upfront. Bradey made good money just offering a sliding scale to people. Given that it was just the two of us, we could also barter for things. Batteries, washcloths, disinfectant, we always had needs, so bartering sometimes worked out better than cash given the stores are kind of hit and miss these days. 

Anyway. The kid had an infection from a cut on her hand. I knew the binder well enough that even though I can’t give out antibiotics without Bradey’s signature, I can do other things. The infection was small enough that hot compresses would do the trick. To do a hot compress, you get either hot water (which I didn’t have because the power was off) or a hot pack of some kind. I had an electric hot pack that got pretty hot on the highest setting, and ran fine for a while on a battery. I dipped a washcloth in some boiled cooled water, and placed it, one layer thick, on the girl’s hand. Then when the hot pack was as hot as the kid could stand, I held it against the damp cloth for about 20 minutes. I then taught her grandfather a couple of ways he could do it at home, with instructions to come back if it got worse or she got a temperature over 100F. 

I don’t know exactly what I’ll do if she comes back, since I conveniently forgot to mention Bradey, my link to a DEA number, was dead. 

—------------------------------J.Shaw, RN—-------------------------------

Preview of an idea I had. Might continue it, might not. It’s a story about a nurse living through a Second American Civil War around the year 2032. I want it to be episodic, told through nurse’s notes and the character’s private journal:

They killed Bradey on a rainy Wednesday in February.

That’s it. That’s how I’m starting this. It was raining and they shot him. Or. Well. It was drizzling. Not the point. The street was wet, and he was wearing a red cross made of duct tape on the back of his shirt. He’s fucking dead.

So I guess now that that happened. I guess. Um. I wanted to record some things. Just in case the same happens to me. Which it will- might. I don’t know yet.

The date is February 12, 2032. The Second American Civil War has been going on for 714 days. Officially. We all know it started before that. But like, if someone’s trying to line things up with a history book.

That’s where we’re at.

Most of the greater Seattle area gets electricity about 4 hours a day. Fuel ration is 2 gallons a week. The food situation is… well, I’ve lost 35 pounds. Which technically I had it to lose, but still fucking sucks when you’re not trying. Meds are a constant issue. So are sterile things. But at least with things that are supposed to be sterile you can make them clean enough if you have the things themselves. Meds… you either have or you don’t. There’s not a lot of them you can make yourself.

I wish I could tell you more about Bradey. Maybe I will someday. But to get things started he was a doctor. I ran his standalone urgent care out of the second floor of the Denny building for the last 5 years. Fee for service only. Sliding scale. Bradey hated insurance companies. And…. modernity in general. If he could have ridden a horse in the city and accepted chickens as payment he would have. Most people don’t have chickens here, though. Which, if I’m being honest, has turned out to be a real fucking shame.

I don’t have any of Bradey’s personal writings. Or, well, I do, technically. But they’re locked in his desk. Even if I could get them out I don’t read his cursive well enough to decipher them. Jackass. I’d be willing to trade a good few weeks’ fuel ration to an octogenarian locksmith with at least one good eye.

My handwriting’s not the best, but I realize all of my own notes are in a crappy old office laptop with like a quarter of a working battery. If the electricity situation gets any worse I want… Well, I want whoever wants it to have this. I don’t know. Maybe no one will. From now on everything goes on paper.

—-------------J. Shaw, RN—----------------------

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8 key DNS Working Steps

8 key DNS Working Steps. The Domain Name System (DNS) is an unsung hero of the internet. It’s the invisible force that translates human-friendly domain names like www.example.com into the numerical IP addresses that computers use to find websites and other resources on the web. While most of us rely on DNS every day, we may not fully understand how it works. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll explore the eight fundamental steps of DNS resolution, demystifying this essential system that underpins the internet.

Step 1: User Request The DNS resolution process starts when a user enters a domain name into their web browser, such as www.example.com. The user is looking to access a particular website or resource.

Step 2: Local DNS Cache The first stop in the DNS resolution process is the user’s local DNS cache. This cache stores information about recently resolved domain names and their corresponding IP addresses. If the desired domain name is found in the cache, the IP address can be retrieved immediately, speeding up the process. If the cached entry has expired or if the domain name isn’t in the cache, the system proceeds to the next step.

Step 3: Local DNS Client When the local DNS cache doesn’t contain the necessary information, the local DNS client (often integrated into the operating system) is engaged. The local DNS client sends a query to a DNS server to resolve the domain name. The query contains the domain name that the user wants to access, such as www.example.com.

Step 4: DNS Resolver or Recursive DNS Server The DNS query from the local DNS client is sent to a DNS resolver or a recursive DNS server. These servers are responsible for processing DNS queries on behalf of the local client. They have the knowledge and infrastructure to locate the required information.

Step 5: Root DNS Servers If the DNS resolver or recursive DNS server does not already have the necessary information, it starts the process of finding it. The first stop is the root DNS servers. These servers are an essential part of the DNS hierarchy and maintain the global database of top-level domains (TLDs). Top-level domains include familiar ones like .com, .org, and country-code TLDs such as .uk or .de.

Step 6: Top-Level Domain (TLD) Servers The root DNS servers don’t provide the specific IP address needed to access the requested domain. Instead, they direct the DNS query to the TLD server responsible for the relevant top-level domain. For example, if the requested domain is www.example.com, the query is directed to the .com TLD server.

Step 7: Authoritative DNS Servers The TLD server guides the query to the authoritative DNS server for the domain in question, which, in this case, is example.com. The authoritative DNS server is the final authority for the domain’s DNS records, including the IP address associated with www.example.com.

Step 8: Response The authoritative DNS server for example.com provides the IP address associated with www.example.com back to the recursive DNS server. This information is then relayed to the local DNS client, which stores the resolved IP address in its cache for future use.

With the IP address in hand, the local DNS client can now connect to the web server hosting www.example.com. The user can access the website, and the DNS resolution process is complete.

Why Understanding DNS Steps Matters Understanding the steps of DNS resolution is valuable for several reasons:

Troubleshooting: If you encounter DNS issues, having a grasp of the process can help you pinpoint where the problem might be occurring. For instance, if DNS resolution is failing at the local DNS cache, you may need to flush the cache or check your DNS settings. Optimizing Performance: Knowing the steps of DNS resolution can help you optimize your system. For example, you might configure your local DNS cache to minimize DNS query delays or choose faster DNS servers. Security: Understanding the DNS resolution process can help you appreciate the potential vulnerabilities in the system. DNS-related attacks, like cache poisoning, can have serious consequences. Awareness can lead to better security practices. DNS in the Real World In practice, DNS resolution typically happens incredibly fast, often taking only a fraction of a second. The extensive network of DNS servers worldwide optimized for speed and reliability, ensuring that you can access websites and online resources with minimal delay.

However, it’s worth noting that the DNS system is not without its challenges. DNS attacks and exploits can disrupt normal DNS resolution, leading to incorrect or malicious results. DNSSEC (Domain Name System Security Extensions) is one solution designed to add a layer of security to DNS by digitally signing DNS data, making it more resistant to tampering.

Customizing DNS for Your Needs While most users rely on their ISP or network provider to manage DNS resolution, you can customize your DNS settings. You can specify which DNS servers your system uses, which can be particularly beneficial if you’re looking for enhanced privacy, security, or faster DNS resolution.

Public DNS services like Google’s 8.8.8.8 or Cloudflare’s 1.1.1.1 offer alternative DNS servers that you can configure on your device. These services often promise improved performance and security features like DNS-over-HTTPS (DoH) or DNS-over-TLS (DoT).

Understanding how DNS works allows you to make informed choices about your DNS configuration, helping you take control of your online experience. (register a edu domain)

Conclusion 8 key DNS Working Steps. The Domain Name System may operate behind the scenes, but it is fundamental to our daily internet interactions. Knowing how DNS works empowers you to troubleshoot issues, optimize performance, and make informed choices about your DNS configuration. The eight steps of DNS resolution outline the journey from a user’s request to accessing a website, revealing the intricate process that ensures the internet remains accessible and functional for users worldwide.

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6x14: Black Winds-Where Deeks is Environmentally friendly (he is so cute)

Damn I love when Deeks gets like this. He is such a good man and when he is trying to do the right thing and be environmentally friendly he gets pricked for it (Kensi’s Cactus 🌵karma) shock is so cute but I don’t like seeing our boy get hurt for doing the right thing.

I know it’s been awhile since I have posted anything (I have been very sick, I have terminal stage 4 appendix (bowel) cancer) and have been in and out of hospital 🏥 but I am trying to catch up with my blogs. So I am posting this clip for my dear friend @blogger360ncislarules since I have promised her a backlog of clips and I keep on breaking that. I hope this one will make her smile thou.