#pole vault training

[vaultermagazine]

Two Division Champions and FIVE athletes advance to Masters

Notably, advancing to the finals in the girls’ pole vault required a height of 11-6, a rarity in CIF-SS history. Such a qualification height had been achieved only once before, in 2018. Contributing to this achievement were five girls from the Southwestern League, including Aspen Fears, the defending champion from Vista Murrieta. Seniors Negro, Hansen, Rodriguez, Pepito, and junior Fears all…

View On WordPress

#Los Angeles pole vault #orange county pole vault #Pole Vault #pole vault camp #pole vault club #Pole Vault Community #pole vault drills #pole vault Eugene #pole vault exercises #pole vault fail #pole vault inspiration #pole vault magazine #pole vault media #pole vault motivation #pole vault near me #Pole Vault News #pole vault Olympics #pole vault technique #pole vault tips #pole vault training #pole vault worlds #Pole Vaulting #Riverside county pole vault #san diego pole vault #southern California pole vault #women’s pole vault #world championship pole vault

[afrotumble]

Jacqueline Otchere

Indoor pole vault training

#sports #women #pole vault #indoor #training

[lovelylittlewaist]

i’ve been fixated on my stomach for yearsss and it’s so weird that even tho yes i still hate the way my stomach looks a lot of it has shifted to my thighs ...

#mine #just want a thigh gap #all those years of training pole vault really fucked up the way my legs look lol #too big #too fat

[ekvan]

zero day cast bios (archived through wayback machine) :

Andre Kriegman – Andre Keuck

A classically trained, tri-lingual actor who specialized in Shakespeare, Andre Keuck has held roles such as Oberon, Hamlet, Orsino, The King of France, Astrov, and a young Edwin Booth. For his role in the regional hit, "The Countess", Keuck won an award for his outstanding performance as the dutiful butler Frederick Crawley. Andre, who is 17 years old, is currently editing his first original short film, "Answering Machine", which he plans to submit to numerous festivals. Keuck plans on pursuing a variety of roles in filmmaking and theater. Andre enjoys working with computers, playing video games, pole vaulting, driving, and politics. Andre will start college this year at The George Washington University in Washington, D.C., where he will study International Conflict & Security and International Economics.

Cal Gabriel – Calvin Robertson

At age 8, Cal Robertson was already studying Shakespeare and had his first taste of acting in Stratford, Connecticut community theater. Originally from Minneapolis, Cal is currently a home schooled Junior focusing on the writing programs at NYU and Wesleyan University. 

In addition to Zero Day, Cal can be seen in a soon-to-be released indie film [what year], Pursuit of Happiness, with Peter Riegert and Isabella Rosalini and in a new episode of the Sopranos. Cal, 16 years old, enjoys spending time at the New Haven Zen Center, at his family’s bookstore and climbing mountains. He is currently repped by Gersh.

#zero day #zero day 2003 #zero day movie #andre kriegman #cal gabriel #calvin gabriel #cant get andres photo to load

[cheriladycl01]

Come train with me - Sebastian Vettel x DaneOlympicAthletics! Reader

Plot: Sebastian Vettel asks to train with his Olympian Girlfriend for one day to see the difference in Formula One training and decathlon training.

Credit to wendigoactivities for the GIF

"Okay, so what do you do when I normally am on a race weekend. I want to do your training with you!" he smiles looking at you.

"Are you sure it's pretty intense!" you say, knowing that your routine could end up being a whole day thing.

"Leibling! You forget that I'm an athlete myself!" he says, pulling you into a kiss before ripping the covers off the pair of you and getting up.

"Okay, get your running gear on baby" you smile before entering the bathroom and washing your face with some water. You change into shorts and a sports bra and ended tying your hair up in a low ponytail.

"I'm ready!" he smiles zipping up his long-sleeved running shirt. You walk him down to the kitchen and pour two glasses of orange juice for the pair of you.

"Drink up" you smile and he does, pretty much taking the small glass in one long gulp whereas you slowly take it down.

"Okay, we're going out on a run 5k, and do 5 100m sprints at each 1000 bench mark!" you say as you lead out the back of your home to the woodland trail you used for running.

"That doesn't sound too hard!" he smiles, pulling you in for a kiss before you dart off starting the first 100 meter sprint. He does struggled to keep up with you during the sprint to the point you had to jog on the spot to wait for him after the check point.

He wasn't out of breath when he got to you, and both continued on with the run.

"Okay, finished that awful run, what next?" he asks.

"Go to the home gym, do some squats and lift some weights before showering and time for some breakfast!" you smile and you both walk down the trail and into the back door. Your dog, Polly comes running up to the both of you and jumps into his dad's arms.

You cheekily snap a picture of them before you make your way over to the gym.

You hop in the home gym bathroom to wash while Seb goes upstairs into the ensuite.

Once you've finished you go to the kitchen, pulling out the porridge your nutritionist and private chef made for you along with the pre-cut fruits to add to it.

You hand Sebastian the other portion which he thanks you for, he mixes his fruit into the porridge whereas you leave yours alone on the side.

"Now where do you go?" he asks.

"Well, I go to the training centre. I have two separate days when doing a decathlon and I try to train for the event I'd being doing on that day! So, we just did the 5k with the sprints in it for the 100m sprint I'd complete first. Now we'd be training for discus throw, then pole vault which we both know I'm terrible at, then we'd break and have lunch. Then my fav which is Javelin throw before rounding of with the 400m which again we class a this mornings run!" you explain the daily plan for day 1.

"Oh! That sounds good to me!" he says and you both pack up a lunch to take with you before leaving for the car.

He drives both of you to the training center. It was very large holding an athletics field in the back that had the perfect running track with a centre piece where you could do long jump, or throw javelin spears. And then inside there was things for high jump and pole vaulting.

You spend the afternoon there, taking a break halfway through for lunch where you introduced Seb to anyone he hadn't actually met yet.

"Thank you for bringing me back home!" you'd smiled at him happy to be back in the homeland.

Denmark, specifically Copenhagen always had a special place in your heart, but you'd moved to Germany with Seb after 8 months of dating.

So when he said that you guy's should get a home in Denmark it was all too perfect that you parents were attempting to downsize your childhood family home. You brought it from your parents and made some renovations a few years back but predominately were in Germany.

However, now that you were back for the summer break, on a little holiday you felt almost refreshed.

"Any-time, this is your home!" he smiles softly picking at his lunch trying so of the chicken.

"Mmmmm that's not true, my home is where-ever you are Skat!" you smile at him, pulling him in for a kiss which he kindly returns.

"I really really love you Y/N!" he says looking in your eyes holding that contact.

"Yeah? Well... I love you too" you smile, placing a kiss on his lips your fingers running through his hair.

"I know you do" he smiles.

You guys end up getting back on with the exercises and by the end he's lying on the mat needing a five minute breather.

"Come on old man, I know you've got more stamina than that!" you tease looking at his as he looks up at you.

"I think we've got to call it a day, home time?" he asks and you shake your head before nodding!

You end up driving you both home, him using the excuse that his legs were on fire after the amount of squats you'd made him do. Which you didn't mind, your husband had a fantastic array of vehicles. They ranged from a Porsche, to a Ferrari, to a Aston Martin his latest to the collection and you always loved driving his flash cars around.

You crank up the radio signing along to the radio while Seb leans his head against the window with his eyes shut lightly humming to the music.

This right here was the life you'd always dreamt off.

y/user

Liked by sebastianvettel

y/user: Showing my husband how an Olympic Athlete trains everyday. p.s he struggled :)

View all 134 comments

sebastianvettel: I didn’t struggle! You liar! <3

6hours ago

Your Instagram Story:

another day, another run

Taglist:

@littlesatanicassholebitch @hockey-racing-fubol @laura-naruto-fan1998 @22yuki @simxican @sinofwriting @lewisroscoelove @cmleitora @stupidandunnecessary @clayra-g @daemyratwst @honey-belden @moonypixel @lauralarsen @vader-is-hot @ironcowboycopnickel @itsjustkhaos @the-untamed-soul @beebo86 @happylittlereader @ziejustme @lou-larcher5 @thewulf @purplephantomwolf @chasing-liberosis @chillyleclerc @chanthereader @annoyingmoonballoon @summissss @evieepepi08 @havaneseoger08 @celesteblack08 @gulphulp @fandom1ruined2me @celebstories @starfusionsworld @jspitwall @sierruhh @georgeparisole @dakotatankbig @youcannotcancelquidditch @zzonsbeek @tallbrownhairsarcastic @mellowarcadefun @ourteenagetragedy @otako5811 @countingstacksandpanicattacks @peachiicherries @formulas-bitch @cherry-piee @hopexcroc @mirrorball-6 @spilled-coffee-cup @mehrmonga @bigsimperika @blueberry64857959 @eiraethh @lilypadlover @curseofhecate @alliwantisadonut @the-fem1n1ne-urge @21stcenturytaegi @dark-night-sky-99 @spideybv28 @i-wish-this-was-me @tallrock35 @butterfly-lover @barnestatic @landossainz @darleneslane @barcelonaloverf1life @r0nnsblog @ilove-tswizzle @kapsylia @laneyspaulding19 @lazybot @malynn @cassielikereading @viennakarma @teamnovalak @landosgirlxoxo @marie0v @jlb20416 @yourbane @teamnovalak @nikfigueiredo @fionaschicken @0picels0 @seomako @urdad-hot @formula1mount @tinydeskwriter @butterfly-lover @ironmaiden1313

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 x you #formula 1 #formula one #formula one fanfiction #sebastian vettel #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel imagine #sebastian vettel x you

[rose-tea-and-strawberries]

Track And Field Deuce Thoughts

Track and Field Star! Deuce draping his tracksuit jacket over your shoulders before a competition 

Track and Field Star! Deuce always looking for you before he gets on the track. It always lifts a weight off of his chest when he catches your eyes (and then he immediately turns red and visibly flustered when you send him a flying kiss or a two hand/finger heart)

Track and Field Star! Deuce who always gets embarrassed whenever you send videos of him during competitions to his mother but he can’t help the warmth that spreads through him or the fond smile that creeps across his face as he hears both you and her eagerly showing your support as you gush about him to each other

Track and Field Star! Deuce subconsciously showing off during the long jump, high jump and pole vaulting events, eyes immediately darting to you the moment he lands, before coach even calls out his score

Track and Field Star! Deuce teaching you how to throw a javelin, calloused fingers gently guiding your figure as he corrects your form, his body so close that you could practically feel his body heat as he murmurs words of praise near your ears

Track and Field Star! Deuce whose work out regimen involves running around whilst giving you a piggyback ride. This ‘training’ is also done in the NRC corridors where he leisurely carries you on his back to wherever you need to go

Track and Field Star! Deuce who lives for the little things you do during his club activities, from the way your fingers brush as you hand him his water bottle or towel to how you’d give him supportive smiles in between helping Coach Vargas

Track and Field Star! Deuce who religiously wears the custom silicone wristband with your name that you got him as a gift (you own a matching one with his name) to every event. He considers it (and your good luck kisses) as his lucky charms and his pre-racing ritual involves pressing his smiling lips against its lettering

Track and Field Star! Deuce who always feels euphoric whenever you refer to yourself as his biggest fan. You proudly cheering him on (no matter how loud you are) always fills him with pure devotion

Track and Field Star! Deuce whose favourite part of a competition is the end when you throw yourself into his arms regardless of whether he won or lost (he still feels like a winner anyway)

Track and Field Star! Deuce who feels the most out of breath whenever he’s with you, no matter how many marathons, pentathlons, or other events he takes part in

#twisted wonderland #twst #deuce spade #deuce spade x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #fem reader

[the-fiction-witch]

No Girls?

Media The Maze Runner : Death Cure

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smutty / Flirty

Concept A Glade with No Girls

Smut: Sexy Discussions / Sexual Language / Semi Nudity

I sat watching the ocean shift and change with each of its little waves, the ship to the side being worked on relentlessly by anyone with enough skill to do so. I sat repairing various clothes and tent flaps that had been dropped off to me a skill I'd always used and honestly enjoyed something about sitting down with a needle and some thread was so very calming indeed. But I wasn't alone I had newt beside me one of the group A boys who had gotten cosy with Vince I got along with most of them but newt especially we had a comfort with each other I suppose he had a day off from his usual work welding and cutting metal work on the ship a task Vince trained him in as his steady hand was well suited for it. But today he was resting his ankle up sitting with me as I worked. 

"Why didn't you try a big ladder?'

"We did. Couldn't build one big enough."

"What about like scaffolding?'

"Y/n I don't know how else to explain this to you the walls were too big to do that." 

"Did you try a big stick?" I asked and he glared at me "do like a pole vault" 

"Your really just not getting how big these walls are"

"No if it's a wall it can be scaled." 

"Okay so if you could get to the top then what?"

"Walk along the top."

"That doesn't connect. And moves every night"

"Fine. Still sounds dull"

"Says the girl who lived in a shopping centre with a bunch of cranks for two years"

"I wore stylish pre apocalypse fashion, ate so many fancy candies and slept on a whole bed of teddy bears. My life was awesome" 

"Sure sounds like it" he laughed

"So how many girls again?'

"One"

"Ooohh bet you boys fought over her. Or what she just one of those free love types who'd let all of you straight boys at her"

"No, she was only in the glade a week so"

"How long were you in there?'

"Three years"

"And you had one girl for a week?'

"Yeah'

"I'm surprised she got out the box without being drowned"

"...by what?" 

"A river of goo"

He glared at me again "we didn't all immediately jizz ourselves when we saw a girl"

"Really? Cause I think sixty boys in a large maze together for three years would be pretty hyped for a girl. Except the gay guys they probably didn't care all that much. Bisexuals hyped over threewaY possibilities. Asexuals wouldn't really care either" I explained

"I mean Thomas may have jizzed himself but that's because she's his girlfriend"

"Ohh. But you really spent three years with nothing but big smelly boys?"

"Yeah, and it wasn't that bad we had showers"

"Yeah I know what boys are like you showered once in a month if your lucky"

"...true." he sighed 

"Didn't you have buckets too?'

"Yeah for klunk" 

"Did you have laundry?'

'not really. Just brush it off if it gets dirt on it"

"Ugggh I get why the one girl lasted a week she probably couldn't stand the smell, sweaty smell unwashed teenage boys who don't wash their laundry and have shit buckets, all allowed to fester and go all sour"

"Okay now you say it… we probably were disgusting" 

"You shower more now right?"

"Every other day, I would everyday but the showers aren't that private…" 

"Awwww you shy newt?" I giggled

"Shy? Don't want people seeing my dick? Whatever you wanna call it" 

"But really no girls?"

"No girls."

"Awwww poor newtie spent all the formative teen time without anything to imagine" 

"I can imagine. I have an imagination"

"But you spent all that time without comparison. From when you where a tiny baby boy to now big strong boy" I smiled leaning on his shoulder 

"It wasn't that bad"

"What did you use to do? At night?"

"Sleep?"

"Newt, you were trapped in their from what 13 onwards. Your really going to try and tell me you didn't.. you know after lights out" 

"Did you?'

"Constantly I was bored. It helps me sleep"

"Do you… still?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just… curious" he blushed "no, I uhh never really had time, or the privacy"

"Awwwwww poor newtie." I giggled hugging him tightly and immediately I noticed "hi"

"Hi"

"Be careful with that I only just repaired those pants newt" I warned him going back to my sewing as he turned bright red "newt?'

'yes?" 

"You ever seen boobs?"

"... How much boob?"

"How much have you seen?"

"I saw Teresa's in her shirt… and also a little down her shirt"

"Dirty boy"

"She was laying down it wasn't intentional!"

"That it?"

"That's it" 

"You ever touched a boob?"

"Nope"

"You ever seen ass?"

"I mean I've seen Minho. And fry. Infact most boys"

"I meant girls"

"No."

"Ever seen a? Lady area?"

"No,"

"... would you want to?" I asked 

He went bright red stuttering a lot barely able to make eye contact with me "I mean uhhh well I uhh I guess I uhh what I mean is uhh kinda"

I chuckled and finished my last few stitches throwing my finished work in the basket "you're sweet newt" I smiled moving to stand In Front of him and I lifted my shirt long enough for him to look before dropping it back down and giving his cheek a kiss even if he was basically frozen with his eyes wide in place "see you later" I laughed taking my basket and headed back to camp 

#thomas sangster #tbs imagine #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #tbs smut #tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas brodie sangster smut #maze runner newt #newt maze runner #newt #newt imagine #newt imagines #the maze runner newt #tmr newt imagine #tmr newt smut #tdc newt smut

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Jack Howl - Club Wear Voice Lines

When Summoned: I don't plan on getting stuck in a pack with everyone else. I'll run at my own pace.

Summon Line: I got a good training regimen going. I'll improve my physique before the next meet... And I'll definitely beat my target time!

Groooovy!!: I'll shake everyone else off. The one who'll cross the finish line first will be... me!

Home: Right! Guess I'll start with some warm-up exercises.

Home Idle 1: Marathon running is a sport where it's important to determine strategies for pacing and positioning. I always have a plan of attack for each one I run.

Home Idle 2: I recommend the woods behind campus as a good running course. The path is unpaved, so it's just right for building your core.

Home Idle 3: I find pole vaulting to be frustrating. Even when I think I've made the jump, sometimes my tail gets caught on the pole. I need to figure out a way to overcome that somehow.

Home Idle - Login: I like how we can visually see our results with proper timekeeping in Track and Field. That helps me see exactly how well I'm doing, and how far I've come.

Home Idle - Groovy: If you're planning to watch our practice, then go sit in the tree shade over there. No, it's not 'cause I'm worried about you. You'll just be a distraction if you're too close.

Home Tap 1: Guess I'll have to do some shoe maintenance soon. I need to make sure my prep is spot on so I can have some real results, so.

Home Tap 2: We went into the mountains for the Track and Field Club training camp. Because of the thinner air at that higher altitude, it made for a harder run and good exercise.

Home Tap 3: Athletic supporters help to reduce unnecessary muscle movement, which in turn helps me from getting tired too quickly. It's definitely a must if we're practicing for long hours.

Home Tap 4: Deuce raced against an upperclassman in the 400 meter dash. Man, no matter how many times he was passed, he would quickly overtake him... He's got mettle.

Home Tap 5: I'm hungry. I want to eat something, but... I'll hold off for now, because I'm about to go running. I don't want to stress out my stomach and lower my time.

Home Tap - Groovy: I tried filming my running form... But it's just not working out. Oh, you'll help me video it? Alright, I'll leave it to you then.

Duo: [JACK]: Deuce, can you keep up with me? [DEUCE]: Don't underestimate me, Jack!

Requested by @dida-books.

#twisted wonderland #twst #jack howl #deuce spade #twst jack #twst deuce #twst translation #twst club wear

[deusvervewrites]

AU Snippet Ask Game Eclipse Edition: Gen Ed Sweep AU. If possible, I would love to see the other Teachers’s reactions during or post Sweep, but I don’t want to ask for too much.

Loathe as he is to admit it, Nedzu is bored. Simply put, the Sports Festival is understimulating. Its usefulness cannot be overstated, true, but the First Years lack significant training, and by their Third Year, most students have already faced each other so often that the outcome of any given encounter is already a foregone conclusion. This leaves only the Second Year, which remains entertaining largely by virtue of the students being aware of the upcoming license exams and doing their best to advertise themselves.

“Ice in three, two, one—” Nedzu stops to sip his tea exactly as Todoroki’s Quirk freezes over everyone’s legs. “Next comes Bakugou, Kirishima, and Yaoyorozu…”

Nedzu brow furrows.

The three he predicted to seize the initiative best are nowhere to be seen. No, there’s Yaoyorozu, her vault pole forced aside. Bakugou appears to have been redirected into a wall, and he doesn’t see Kirishima at all.

No, the ones in the lead are…

“What’s this?” Yamada declares. “Some ingenious members of Class 1-C have rocketed to the front of the pack!”

Ingenious is right. All of them are wearing Support Gear in varying quantities. He recognizes those designs as well. Maijima filed the paperwork for their approval in the event. Did they…?

Nedzu makes no effort to stop himself from laughing.

#asks #ask game #ask game series 19 #gen ed sweep au

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Can you please make a LuBu x Warrior empress reader.🤭 with a smut please

I gotchu darling!

-Lu Bu had met many people in his life, both on earth and in Valhalla, men and women, warriors and civilians, and ask anyone who knew Lu Bu and they would always say he was never interested in romance, caring more about a good fight.

-This was true, as he loved to fight, testing his strength against the strongest warriors, humans and gods, that he could find, carrying the scars proudly on his body for those who earned them.

-Romance wasn’t off the table for Lu Bu, as he did father one child in his lifetime, a daughter, but that was more out of duty.

-If a woman was to catch his eye, they would need to be a warrior, a strong one at that.

-Luckily for you, you were just one such warrior, building your empire on your power, becoming a famed warrior empress in history, one that commanded respect and fear but also adoration from others.

-Lu Bu heard rumors of your strength and he was curious, as his opponents here recently had been feeling a bit stale, so he sought you out and was stunned to find you outside your large home, tending to a vegetable garden.

-You didn’t look like a warrior but when Lu Bu spoke, “I am looking for Empress Y/N. I want to spar with her.” You stunned him by standing and turning, showing your toned body and you gave him a smirk, “You’re looking at her. Let me change and I’ll give you want you want.” You ended your statement with a flirty wink, surprising him on your confidence.

-You exited, holding a bisento that towered over you, but the way you held it, it was like a part of you, an extension of your body. Lu Bu could only grin, his grip on his spear increasing as he could tell that you were definitely strong.

-You showed him to your training grounds, on the other side of the brick wall of your garden, it was maintained but well used, he could see the slashes in the rocks and trees around him.

-Standing at the ready, he charged instantly, not willing to hold back but you dodged, pole vaulting over the top of him and landed daintly behind him before leg sweeping him, sending him to his back.

-You grinned down at him, the sun shining behind you to create a halo around you, “You’ll have to do better than that.” He wasn’t upset, in fact he looked excited, easily swinging back, his powerful kick sending you sliding back before he leapt to his feet.

-The battle went on for more than two hours, both armed and unarmed, he couldn’t help but laugh after you grabbed his spear after you fought with him hand-to-hand, and he took up your bisento, showing him you were skilled with a multitude of weapons.

-You had never felt such a rush, you had never found an opponent that gave you such a challenge, and you loved it!

-Lu Bu was the same, he had never had another warrior that had given him such an exhilarating fight, being able to go nonstop with him, and for this opponent to be a woman, it lit a fire to go even harder.

-Almost three hours later you finally had him on his back, straddling his chest and his hands on your hips, both of you sweaty, covered in bruises and wounds, panting heavily, but you both had huge smiles on your faces.

-That’s when you both realized the position you were now in, but instead of shying away like the women Lu Bu was used to, you smirked down at him, making the fire grow in his own belly as you spoke, “Come inside and serve your empress.”

-Lu Bu rarely took commands from anyone, but hearing you command him, he could only growl lowly, the sound making your back arch just slightly, something he saw before he quickly rolled before standing, holding you easily in his arms as your arms wound around his neck, heat flooding your body.

-You couldn’t remember the last time you felt such a rush, as it took a special type of man to come to your bedchambers, and Lu Bu was that type of special.

-You barely made it inside your home and you didn’t even make it to the bedroom, Lu Bu content with taking you on the floor of your sitting room, his mouth on yours, tongues battling for dominance as you let out soft moans that shot straight down his spine.

-He wasn’t silent either, letting out growls and groans, almost as if he were a feral beast, but you loved it, your nails biting into his shoulders, scratching at the back of his neck, spurning him on.

-Lu Bu’s hand came to the top of your shirt and easily pulled it down, shredding it, not having any patience for it, but you weren’t bothered as he quickly had you trapped in his arms, caging you below him, but you weren’t complaining.

-Lu Bu’s impatience was rather amusing as he tore the rest of your clothes and his own off, leaving you both bare, showing each other the wounds you both managed to earn.

-You skin was salty as he lapped at your skin, sucking deep purple marks into your neck and chest, your moans driving him wild. He let out a deep groan that made your whole body tremble as you grabbed his hair, yanking his head back, pulling him back from you.

-He could see the smirk on your lips, the challenge in your eyes, and he was quick to grin back, looking like a feral monster, but to you, he was all man, and all yours.

-He wasn’t overly gentle, but you didn’t like it gentle, you found it boring, you loved his firm grip, his sharp nips and tugs, and you were more than happy to return it, managing to roll him to his back before bruising up his own neck, scratching your nails down his chest, making him groan, “You’re playing a dangerous game, woman.”

-You leaned up, straddling his chest like you were outside, a smirk on your lips, “It’s not any fun if it’s not dangerous.” He heard your tease and instantly you were on your stomach, hips being pulled up as you grinned, feeling his hot cock throbbing as he rutted against you.

-You flipped your hair back, looking over your shoulder at him and he couldn’t help but grin, seeing you enjoy this, “I’m gonna make it so your body will only be able to take me. You’ll want no one else!” You smirked back at him, stretching your hands outwards as your back arched lightly, pushing your ass harder into him, “Promise?”

-You moaned loudly as he quickly pushed in, there was no real foreplay as you had been dripping since he carried you inside, something he licked his lips over. He was so large- so hot, you let out a whine but there was no pain, only pleasure.

-His hands gripped at your hips, hard enough to make more bruises on your body, but you didn’t mind, you wanted him as he began a rough and fast pace, but he knew you could take it.

-Lu Bu was mostly silent other than a growl here and there while each thrust was driving a cry from your lips, he reached the deepest parts of your body, jarring you and leaving you only thinking of him and what he was doing to you.

-You were tight around him, sucking him in, he felt like he never wanted to leave you. He had never felt like this before, but he liked it, it felt intense and primal, just like a fight.

-He had you falling apart within minutes, something that made his ego swell, but instead of begging him to stop, you begged for more, throwing your hips back, chanting out, “More-more more!” you certainly got your claws deep into him, searching you out for a fight had quickly turned into one of the best decisions he had made.

-Lu Bu felt himself drawing closer as he could tell you were close, tightening around him to the point it almost hurt to pull out, almost and he grinned, grabbing your hair, pulling you back but you just moaned in delight, loving the treatment, “Tell me, empress- where-” he froze, feeling your hands come up and your nails bit into his neck.

-Your voice was icy cold, threatening him, “If you pull out, I will kill you.” This wasn’t a threat, this was a promise and Lu Bu felt his heart leap in excitement before going harder, his hands pulling you down hard on him as he came with a low hiss, filling you as your back arched, a long moan leaving your lips.

-Ten minutes later you were sitting in Lu Bu’s lap in your large bathtub, his arms resting on the rim as he soaked, feeling so relaxed after a good fight and a good fuck.

-Your hair was pulled up to be out of the water, leaning your head against his chest before you grinned up at him, “Same time tomorrow?” He let out a laugh, finding you insatiable, but now that he had a taste, he wasn’t going to let anyone else take you away from him.

-He surprised you with a soft kiss to the top of your head, “I ain’t leaving.” You didn’t mind, finding him good company, as much as others would probably call you a liar for.

-You couldn’t help but smile, feeling the ache in your body as you cuddled up to him a bit more, not that he minded, enjoying the hot soak.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror lu bu

[sweaterkittensahoy]

Taking prompts, eh?! Let's see....Bucky on a sports team of some kind and Buck shows up without fail to support his man without any knowledge of the game whatsoever, and everyone just thinks it's the cutest thing ever 😂

(No queerphobia here; just boys being boys and accepting of people in love; Buck's a captain here on purpose because they're in some nebulous point in training. That's right: No queer-phobia but I gotta be a factual dorkus somewhere.)

In training, there's intramurals. Basketball and baseball and football and even some track and field. A few of the fellas try to get Buck to at least run track, but he brushes them off.

He can't tell them the reason why. Just says they're not his speed and slips away. The answer is that his daddy bet on everything. Including him. And if he didn't win or take the fall? Hell to pay.

But Bucky. Bucky plays any sport he wanders by. He has perfect lay-ups in basketball and runs like a shot for baseball. In football, he's got the ability to plant himself and stay firm, no matter how large the guy trying to push through him.

And in track and field. Well. That's extra-special. He runs. He jumps. He does the hurdles and the pole vault. And Buck shows up to whatever game Bucky's playing because he finally gets to feel some of the joy of simply playing. Joy that Bucky brings to him at the end of the day, unabashedly dropping kisses onto Buck as part of his victory lap. Which is what it is even if Bucky's on the losing side. He's full of compliments on the team that beats him, and his love of the game as something to be loved on its own makes Buck feels safe. It always makes Buck think it's almost worth trying to play again himself. But there's the little boy part of him that simply can't do it again, and Buck is determined to listen to that kid in ways his father never tried to.

"Oh, Captain," Douglass says one day as Buck slips behind him to sit down at a track meet. "We made you a sign."

The boys delight in seeing him in the stands. When he misses games, he has to explain himself. How could he leave Bucky without a good luck charm? What sort of half-assed courtship was this? It always makes Bucky smile and laugh. It's like having a hundred brothers, and he loves them all.

Douglass's shit-eating grin gives him away even before Bucky unfurls the paper, but he makes a show of doing it slowly just to hear the giggles ramp up.

Marry Me, John Egan

There are hearts and flowers drawn around the edges. In the bottom corner, someone's done a caricature of Bucky and Buck. Bucky's flexing and blowing a kiss. Buck has heart-shaped eyes.

"Look, fellas, I'll ask him, but you know what a cad he is," Buck says.

The fellas laugh and agree. They laugh harder when Buck holds up the sign after the first pole vault and shouts, "EGAN! DO IT AGAIN, AND I MIGHT SAY YES."

Bucky reads the sign and laughs so hard he doubles over. "YOU FOOL!" he shouts back. "YOU'RE ASKING ME!"

"LOOKS MORE LIKE A STATEMENT TO ME," Buck says, craning his neck to read the sign.

"ALL RIGHT. FINE. I MAKE THIS ONE, WE'RE GETTING MARRIED."

The crowd cheers. The cheers get louder when Bucky clears the vault height like it's nothing. He jumps to standing on the bag and points towards Buck.

"YOU AND ME BUCK."

"YEAH YEAH YOU AND ME" Buck shouts back before he's utterly buried in a dogpile from the fellas. He grins to himself, wondering how loud the shouts are gonna be when the boys find out it happened weeks ago.

#masters of the air #buck/bucky #bucksquared #i would say it's out of character for me to write such heavy fluff #but i know me #it's not #it's really great to do it again honestly #buck cleven #bucky egan

[broke-art]

Monkey King's daughter x M.k

Your heart skipped a beat as the boy used your father's staff seamlessly. Your father stood with his back to you studying his successor's movements.

"Patience and focus. The staff should be an extension of you." He instructed.

You could hear the pride in his voice and you felt a pang of envy flitter though you. But you shoved it away. This boy had earned your father's pride.

Your cheeks twinged pink when the boy glanced your way.

"Uh Monkey King?" The boy pointed at you.

You hid further behind the tree timidly as your father cast a glance over his shoulder.

"Ah y/n. It's alright don't be shy kiddo."

You stepped from behind the tree and slowly stepped from it's shade.

M.k's jaw fell as the girl stepped from the shadows. She looked mostly human but with monkey ears and tail. M.k's breath caught in his throat as he examined her features and beautiful eyes.

Monkey King shot him a glare and M.k coughed into his fist. But his eyes remained glued to her.

You witnessed the boy's jaw fall and his cheeks explode into a red hue. You bit your bottom lip shyly and stared at the ground.

"M.k this is y/n, my daughter." The last statement was emphasized and you tossed him a frown.

"Dad be nice."

M.k offered his hand to you seemingly missing the tone.

"Nice to meet you!" He gave you the brightest grin.

Your heart skipped a beat and you returned the smile shyly.

"It's good to meet you too. Dad talks about you a lot." You mentioned shooting your father a glance.

His tail flicked agitatedly, but his seemed concerned and lost with his facial expression.

You offered him a sweet smile and your father seemed to ease with a sigh.

"Well if you want..." M.k began looking at you shyly rubbing the back of his neck. "You can join Mei and I after training at the arcade?"

You gasped and turned to your father with a pleading look.

Your father's dark look took over his features. He loathed the idea of you leaving the mountain.

"Give us a minute!" You chirped and pulled your father into the hut. "Dad please!"

"Do you know how many enemies I have? If any of them took you-"

"None of them know I exist. And besides he's your successor. He can help me. And you've taught me my whole life." You pleaded.

Monkey King's resolve began to weaken with your points.

"I can keep my ears and tail hidden." You continued. "And no one will be any the wiser."

Monkey King groaned.

"The kid needs more training."

"Then trust me!" You begged giving your father puppy eyes.

"Y/n-"

"Papa, please."

Monkey King's resolve crumbled with your hopeful look.

"Fine, but I'll be close. Just in case."

"Yes!" You cheered running to inform M.k.

The training session ended quickly and M.k summoned his staff walking to the beach.

You tugged your hood up over your ears as M.k offered you his arm.

"Wha-?"

"I was gonna carry you." M.k mentioned suddenly realizing what that entailed.

"How?" You quirked your head to the side curiously.

"Well, you wrap your arms around my neck-"

"Like this?" You hugged around his neck with a small smirk.

M.k's face burned crimson.

"Aheh aheh yep! Ok now you ready?" He asked wrapping an arm around your lower back.

Now your cheeks flitted red and you nodded.

And with a jump you two pole vaulted towards the city.

Monkey King sighed.

"Guess she's got to grow up at some point." He glanced at a grave marker. "Doesn't mean I have to take it lying down though." Monkey King grinned and jumped onto his cloud darting off after you two.

#lego red son #lego monkie kid #jttw sun wukong #jttw #lego #lego monkie king #lmk #redson #jttw wukong #lego nezha #lmk monkey king x reader #lmk monkie kid #lmk monkey king #lmk sun wukong x reader #lmk sun wukong

[kays-dream]

𝟎𝟒/𝟎𝟗/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

Sooo I'm currently on spring break and I feel like this is finally a good opportunity to break into a bunch of new good habits! Today I plan on setting some goals for myself and maybe telling you a bit about my day and stuff :)

I'll break this down into a couple sections...

𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜

During quarters 1-3 of the school year I was kind of out of it, I didn't really study or do much. I wasn't up to my own standards and I think that's because I didn't really set clear standards for myself. I feel if I start planning more and setting more goals I can have improved motivation and productivity that I've yet to experience. During this last quarter of the school year I want to actually be active in school and mentally, here's some goals I've set...

bring all my average grades up to at least A's (bio is killing me ;-;)

make quizlets for each class to prepare for finals !!

to start actively participating in class taking notes and finally raising my hand

to actually spend at least one day a week studying (a small start— but an impactful one :3)

𝙰𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜

I've never really been an athletic person until now. My whole life I was never forced into sports or anything, I always wanted my mom to do something like that, but she never did, and with that I just grew up kind of lazy. At the age of 11 I picked up gymnastics but then stopped due to the pandemic, I didn't really train or anything so I didn't improve till I started taking classes again, I've been taking classes for around 2 years straight now but only recently I actually started taking gymnastics seriously, I've realized that I could be just as good as the girls I long to be like if I'd only put in the work and effort.

I didn't really realize how much I liked sports up until a couple weeks ago when I impulsively joined my schools track team out of boredom, I'm lowkey one of the worst on the team, but from the bottom you can only move upwards! Now I really want to take my sports seriously, I'm on my gymnastics pre-competitive team and I'm thinking about committing to their bronze team this fall, but I need to actually put in effort now, and I really need to improve at track. Here's my current goals that I'm aiming for...

to start stretching everyday

to run a mile everyday till I can reach a 5 minute mile easily

to get a 15 second 100m dash (guys I'm slow ik...)

to vault 6ft on pole vault

to regain my lost skills on bars (after my last gymnastics comp I keep getting overly anxious before doing legit the easiest skills on bars)

to train my core more

𝙷𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚜

My mental states been pretty messy recently, but I've been contemplating what's factoring into it and I'm come to the conclusion that my habits need to improve, they've been negatively effecting me for too long, now it's time I implement good habits. I always procrastinate, I think but never do, my rooms a mess which ='s my brain being a mess. I need to get myself together by cleaning and starting new good habits, some of these habits include...

working out and stretching everyday (as mentioned before!)

making sure to do my skincare every morning and every night (recently I've finally invested in some new skincare products and this is really a helpful habit both physically and mentally for me)

cleaning my room and keeping it clean

having me time (whether it be reading a book or playing a lil video game by myself, I feel like as an extrovert I literally force myself to be around or on call with people 24/7 and I think I need to start having time to reflect and be just Kay for a minute)

𝚁𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚢

(my version)

I feel like my whole life I've been terrified of rejection, I've let it get a hold of me. Sometimes I miss out on really good things, since I'm too anxious of the possibility of an unhappy outcome. I think what really made me wanna start rejection therapy is that a week or so ago I applied for this really cool looking job at a creative workshop and got rejected due to my word choice and not diving deep enough into my experiences within the application, it really upset me. I finally put myself out there and I got rejected. Rejection is really scary, I've confessed to like 3 people and gotten rejected 2/3 times... I feel as though I need to prove to myself that rejection isn't that bad, if it's meant to be it'll be, and if it doesn't that is perfectly fine. To combat this fear and disappointment rejection gives me I'm going to put myself out there more. Who knows, maybe good will come out of this too :) I'm gonna start... (these aren't really 100% rejection but I think they'll help me be less scared of the possibility of rejection yk?)

applying for more jobs

signing up for more possible opportunities

entering more contests

trying to talk to more new people (I'm always terrified that they'll tell me to go away or that I'm annoying or something)

Anyways sorry for the yap fest!! I'll be updating on my goals every once in a while sooo stay tuned ig :)

#goals #high school #student life #student goals #student blog #school blog #athletic goals #motivation #motivating myself #planner #planning #studyblr #studying #education #yapping #professional yapper

[shoujomangathoughts]

Shoujo Thoughts - Banana Fish

I decided recently to rewatch Banana Fish. I have a lot of thoughts on this series (it's in my top three, if not my favorite series) so I doubt I'll be able to go over everything that I could. This will contain spoilers for the series so here's the warning for that.

I won't spend a ton of time going over Ash and Eiji's relationship because I feel that's the conversational ground that others have covered the most. What I will say though is that I don't really see BF as a BL series or even really think that Ash and Eiji necessarily love each other in a romantic way. This series certainly inspired a lot of LGBTQ+ stories but I've always liked that Ash and Eiji's relationship seems to be in some sort of gray area; it feels ambiguous enough to remain interpretable. I don't want to take away from any queer elements that people may like about the story, but I also think it's sometimes important for media to display emotional intimacy between men, as I feel a lot of stories don't let this aspect exist unless they're romantically involved (or sometimes it's the setup for gay jokes). I like that this series kind of walks the line, though I'm sure many will disagree since BF has had a reputation for being a BL especially after the anime and it's modern popularity.

Something interesting about the relationship between Ash and Eiji for me is the "selfish" reasons they seem connected and how that relates to parts of their character arcs. To Ash, Eiji has an innocence that he tries to protect, as his was trampled on at an early age. It's interesting to see this shift, things like giving Eiji a gun in the beginning to refusing him one when escaping Golzine's mansion. This aspect of Eiji also grounds Ash in a sense - conversations they have like when Ash talks about his fear of pumpkins shows a more innocent side to Ash that can't frequently be on display because of everything around him, but it reminds us of how young he actually is (Ibe notices this as well). Eiji's perspective on things and his experiences are so vastly different that it helps balance Ash out. Eiji, on the other hand, sees Ash and his role in helping him as a way to not quit something. He quit pole vaulting after an injury that also led to some psychological barriers, and in some sense he sees the events that take place as a means of not repeating what he believes to be past mistakes. In some ways, it also comes across a little bit that Eiji almost has a hero complex when it comes to Ash. I don't mean this in a negative way at all, but I think it also demonstrates some of Eiji's naivety (albeit still good-natured) by thinking that it would be so easy for Ash to start over. Their relationship obviously has other layers as well, but I've always found these aspects interesting and they're not as often brought up when it comes to the nuance of the how the characters in this story feel very "human'.

Another aspect I want to talk about is the antagonists. I feel as though characters like Dino come across well and as intended, but some of the others don't or feel as though there might be a bit of missed potential. I feel like Yut-Lung didn't quite live up to his full potential; the way he acted in the beginning versus when he was working with the mafia is a bit confusing at times as he used to use secret techniques and trained moves but then ends up in a bit of a damsel situation. His motivations however are solid and show off what his role is well in my opinion. Fox is the other antagonist that people seem to have issue with. While I think his role is fine and does a good job at reinforcing the fact that Dino really does have connections in all sorts of places (and the parallels to Ash being legally 'dead'), his shift into essentially being the "final boss" doesn't work for some and I see why. He wasn't really built up to be that significant so it doesn't feel as satisfying as it should. Most of the other "villains" in the series are more interesting and end up being more memorable characters (Dino, Arthur, Yut-Lung, Blanca).

Something else that I appreciate in this story is the plot device of banana fish itself. The mystery of the drug is far more prominent early on, but I appreciate that as the story progresses, there is no magic cure developed that makes previous characters feel like they only had a case of bad timing. They outright say there is no cure for the drug and the story sticks to that, which is an aspect I respect. People also say that the plotline with the drug ends up taking a backseat, which I partially agree with, but it's also important to recognize that its role changes. At first, it's the core of the mystery and after that's uncovered, it turns into something that is more political in nature. I feel like some didn't like the change in role it had and that's why they say it's not important after around the halfway point. Not saying that the execution is without flaw, but the drug has a role, even if more in the background, throughout the whole series. The moment when Ash tells Sing to let the briefcase go is the moment Ash decides to let the existence of the drug die with the man that was at the head of it all (not to mention all the scientists and whatnot that had already been killed). It may seem unsatisfying, but Ash would rather just let its existence be wiped than deal with anyone else trying to do something with it, not to mention that he values Sing's life enough to help him even at the expense of something he'd chased the whole series, which shows that being around Eiji probably helped him open up and shows that some of his morals are in check.

The end of the series, while being somewhat controversial for some, is something that I still find myself liking. Honestly, the first time I watched the series I expected Ash to die; from the many moments of foreshadowing and knowledge of other mafia/gang series that show many of these people never being able to truly escape the world they're in. The story on a whole is about Ash and throughout the story he found solid people to love and trust, most specifically Eiji and Max (I'd also say he found strong allies in characters like Sing and Cain as well and Shorter was around before the series began). People always say they wished Ash could go to Japan to start over but I'm not of the opinion that an ending like that would suit the series. I've seen the ending being labeled as senselessly tragic or as some sort of cry-bait but I disagree. I know the mangaka made comments at one point about how at least part of her decision to end it with his death was due to all the death he caused, therefore claiming the ending was justified in her mind because of some sort of karma. I understand why people are rubbed the wrong way by this because of how traumatized Ash is, but I do think that's an angle that makes sense as well (keep in mind not all of Ash's killings were in self defense). Ash gets stabbed in a moment where he saw an opportunity to try again and is then reminded that he still has enemies. It reminds me of the look on his face when Dino dies; he doesn't seem relieved like he probably expected he would. Part of this is probably because he doesn't know what to do with his "freedom" because he's never allowed himself to think that far, but I think another part is that even though Dino is dead, he doesn't really feel free. I know some get upset that Ash gets fatally wounded by a "nobody" character like Lao (which some are under the impression that Ash wasn't fatally wounded and merely chose to bleed out due to a missing line from Lao in the anime), but I think it suits what Yoshida was going for and also reiterates the smaller, more petty enemies that Ash made throughout his life. Dino and some of the other big shot villains being killed did not automatically free Ash of being a part of this world. Ash gets to die knowing that there are people who care for him and that's a feeling that he'd never imagined himself having. He dies a person that experienced genuine care for him after having been starved of it his whole life. It comes across that he dies satisfied. I see why the ending doesn't work for some but I've always thought it made sense.

For now I'll stop here as these were just some observations I was making on rewatching the series knowing how I and others felt about certain aspects. I may end up making another post or something someday on BF because the series really means a lot to me. Thanks for reading!

#banana fish #anime #manga #shoujo #akimi yoshida

[macgyvermedical]

Abduction + Memory + Time + Fireworks + Dispersal thank goodness they didn't do seven seasons of this naming convention...

Okay folks, even though this aired quite a while ago I just now watched it, so I'm just now writing about it.

Awl - X-Ray + Penny - Duct Tape + Jack - CD + Hoagie Foil - Guts + Fuel + Hope - Wilderness + Training + Survival - Father + Bride + Betrayal - Lidar + Rogues + Duty - Nightmares - Seeds + Permafrost + Feather - Friends + Enemies + Border - Mason + Cable + Choices - Bitter Harvest - Kid + Plane + Cable + Truck - Tesla + Bell + Edison + Mac - Golden Lancehead + Venom + Pole Vault + Blood + Baggage

In conclusion to the nanotracker story arc, Mac and Riley go missing for over 24 hours. When they reappear, not only have they no memory of the previous day, but video footage shows them obeying dozens of commands, including one to fight each other and one to fire a weapon at a mannequin (though based on a line Mac says later, this horrifyingly might not have been the original version of this scene).

Vowing not to allow their bodies to be used against their will again, Mac and Riley decide to undergo a potentially dangerous treatment- exposing the nanites to high concentrations of oxygen in a hyperbaric chamber.

Just because mind control nanites are still pretty science fiction, this post will mostly be about hyperbaric medicine.

Hyperbaric Chambers:

Hyperbaric oxygen treatment is a type of treatment that uses high pressure and high oxygen concentrations to treat a variety of illnesses and injuries. These include things like non-healing wounds, crush injuries, carbon monoxide poisoning, cyanide poisoning, severe infections, and delayed radiation injuries.

A patient is placed into a chamber like the one above (though there are also larger chambers that can accommodate multiple people). Oxygen or medical air is then forced into the chamber, increasing the pressure to the prescribed depth. Depths vary depending on patient needs and the capabilities of the chamber, but can be anywhere from 1.4 atmospheres to over 6 atmospheres.

The high pressure and high oxygen concentration in the hyperbaric chamber allows oxygen to dissolve directly into the blood plasma. This helps higher concentrations of oxygen get to parts of the body that may not have the best circulation (non-healing wounds, crush injuries), give a boost of oxygen to parts of the body that need it (severe infections, delayed radiation injuries), or provide oxygen when the hemoglobin can't carry it (carbon monoxide poisoning, cyanide poisoning). The high pressure helps reduce the size of errant bubbles in the blood stream as well, which can treat the symptoms of air embolism and decompression sickness. The pressure is then gradually reduced to allow the bubbles to dissolve without severe pain.

Oxygen Toxicity:

In the episode, Mac and Riley require very high concentrations of oxygen in their blood in order to poison the nanites. Like any medical treatment, there are risks to hyperbaric oxygen therapy. Most of them have to do with air pockets in the body. These include barotrauma cause by bubbles under tooth fillings, in the sinus cavities, and the air in the inner ear which can expand and contract, causing pain. They can also include oxygen toxicity, which can be lung-related (burning pain, cough, difficulty breathing), or nervous system related (seizures).

In the episode, Mac suffers the latter type of complication when he has a seizure at 3.5 atmospheres. Seizures are a very rare complication (about 0.7 out of 10,000 treatments will result in a seizure), but oxygen toxicity does lower the seizure threshold. This means that for someone with a pre-existing seizure disorder or another reason they might have a seizure (low blood sugar, certain drugs, fever in children, etc...) they are more likely to have a seizure during a treatment.

Mac also was more likely to have oxygen toxicity than the typical person undergoing hyperbaric oxygen therapy. See, when a person is "at depth" in a chamber, they have a mask they can wear to give them room air (about 21% oxygen) at periodic intervals in order to prevent oxygen toxicity. Since the goal was to give Mac oxygen toxicity to kill the nanites, they likely forewent this precaution, which might have made it a lot more likely he would have had pulmonary complications or seizures.

The Bends:

Because he was in the chamber when he had the seizure, they decompress him and get him out of the chamber. It seems to take only seconds, even though they do hang a lantern on it by saying something to the effect of "we can't decompress him too quickly or he'll get the bends and then we'll never get him back!" (I'd quote it exactly but they took the episode off of Paramount+).

In reality, it would have taken at least an hour to adequately decompress him. If they needed to get him out as fast as they did, they'd need to re-compress him or he really would get the bends (though the bends is usually delayed by 15 minutes to 12 hours, so they'd have some time to get him back to depth). Here is a recommended re-compression table (18 MSW is the same as 1.8 atmospheres):

Has someone written that fic? Cause I need the fic where they have to break it to Mac that he has to go back into the chamber.

Anyway, this was a short one, but I hope you all learned something!

#macgyver #macgyver 2016 #whump reference #writing reference #hyperbaric chambers #hyperbaric oxygen therapy #oxygen toxicity

[astridmaikdottir]

WHEN: March 10, 2023 WHERE: Obsidian City Train Station  WHO: @walledupward AVAILABILITY: Closed

Astrid rode the train loop twice that night, missing her stop the first trip around because she was so used to waiting for the Bloodhearth station, one of the longer rides and less popular destinations, which meant the empty train cars usually signaled her the approach of home. Now, she had to fight through crowds to make it to the doors before they closed.  

This time when the nice lady with the soothing voice chimed, “Next stop, Obsidian City Center,” over the intercom, Astrid was ready and wrapped her hand around the warm, slick balance pole at her side to stand. More in an effort to blend in among mortals than because she needed the help. Astrid was one of the further things from clumsy, most days. “Excuse me, pardon me,” she inched through the thick crowd towards the open doors, and was jostled this way and that by a sea of warm bodies. Stale city air rushed in from the outside. 

“Mind the gap. Please step away from the doors.” Astrid leapt from the train to the platform just before the doors could close an unforgiving grip on her coattail. But while the act of vaulting out of the train car saved her a third trip around the island, it put her in the way of oncoming human traffic, which she skillfully avoided but her cargo did not. With a wet shatter all six of the dark, Bloodhearth brewed beer she’d been carrying were lost to the platform. 

“Oh shoot,” she sighed. Astrid put a hand to her forehead and looked down at the mess. “Well. There’s no use crying over spilt beer, is there? Do you know of anywhere near Treaty Towers I could go?” He looked like someone who had spent considerable time in the city, it was worth asking.

#excuse my nude replies i can't find a fc i love so in the interim this will have to do~ #tristan1