#within these last 10 days in which 5 of those days i was in public at a conference or sharing a hotel or on an airplane

[vermillioncrown]

notable quotes during this entire process of Suffering

"you need to be a little delusional to have a thesis. at least a bit."

"oo she's starting to believe"

"barring setting your hair on fire and sitting between you and the monitor, i don't think you can be stopped"

"if you could, you'd have a beard at this point. and be balding"

"is it drugs or do you feel Things inside?"

"doesn't have to be coherent. or logical. just needs to Be"

"just write 'let's be frfr, you're skipping this chapter my esteemed committee members' in the middle"

#academic jerky #i hate myself so much lmao #it's almost a universal experience that no matter how early you start #no matter how much time you allot #the amount of writing you do is 'wpm_adj = wpm_base * exp(1/(time left))' #took me nearly 1.5 years (which can be tracked through my author's notes and general bitching on the blog) to get ~20 pages #which had to be rewritten anyways #within these last 10 days in which 5 of those days i was in public at a conference or sharing a hotel or on an airplane #i wrote 90 fucking pages with actual content #and two of those chapters are 'lol i have works sighted and will give you a more comprehensive lit review for my defense bye' #'anyhoo this is what that lit should suggest and here's my logic let's move on bc yall usually skip these chapters' #if i could materialize my brain as a separate entity i would throttle the little bitch for being so infuriating #anyways. proposal document done. now i gotta bust out a 45 min ppt presentation and practice getting btfo'd by next friday 🤪(😭) #and then it's phd candidacy babey

[demonscantgothere]

Valian Years vs. Solar Years in regards to Galadriel's Age:

Valian Years get a little tricky in Tolkienverse sometimes because J.R.R. devised some different methods for telling them. Tolkien Gateway points out the differences between the two, and the inherent problems with one of the published versions we have as well:

In the 1930s and 1940s, Tolkien handled a length of the Valian year fluctuated slightly around a round number of 10 solar years. In the notes to The Annals of Aman, Tolkien stated a single Valian year lasts 1,000 Valian days, defined as the duration of a complete flowering of the Two Trees of Valinor. Each of these Valian days is divided into 12 Valian hours, with each Valian hour having a duration equivalent to 7 solar hours. Thus, a single Valian year would last 84,000 solar hours. As a single solar year is approximately 8,766 hours, it was easy to calculate the equivalence of 9.582 solar years for each Valian year. However, in the 1950s, J.R.R. Tolkien decided to use a much larger measurement, 144 solar years for each Valian year, and included this concept in his Appendices to The Lord of the Rings as the duration of yén, or Elvish "great year". If this new duration were applied to the earlier works, they would extend the time line dramatically: the duration of the Flight of the Noldor, which was 5 Valian Years, went from signifying around 50 solar years to being converted in about 700 solar years. So the new definition should be understood as belonging to a new conception that is completely different from the previous one, and therefore not applicable to the dates noted in previous drafts of Tolkien's writings.

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If we accept the first draft as true with what he wrote in The Annals of Aman, it would make Galadriel approximately 138 Valian years, or 1,322 solar years old, by the end of the Years of the Trees. This is a sensibly young age for an Elf, as she was still considered young at the time, and works well within the Legendarium. Which makes each Valian year approximately 9.582 solar years. So, 1 Valian year = a little under 10 solar years.

Now, if we apply what he published in Appendix D of The Lord of the Rings decades later from what he originally wrote, Galadriel's age changes massively from a mere 1,322 solar years to 19,872 solar years by the end of the Years of the Trees, meaning she goes into the First Age nearly 20,000 years old. It doesn't make a whole lot of sense, so I also consider the later draft from the 1950s (so time-wise, if not publication-wise) to be a new conception from an unreliable narrator that perhaps was devised by someone who wasn't an Elf.

Its conception of time just does not work well with the dates offered in Tolkien's earlier writings. I can't imagine it took the Elves 700 solar years to cross over to Middle-earth (those would be some lazy travel buddies, I can't even fathom it). 50 solar years just makes a lot more sense.

If Galadriel is then 1,322 by the end of the Years of the Trees, then she is 1,912 by the end of the First Age, which was 590 years long. The rings of power were forged in S.A. 1500, so we can then assume through the show that Galadriel is approximately somewhere around 3,412 years old in The Rings of Power. If we keep following that path of time, Galadriel is approximately 8,372 years old by the time the Fellowship reaches Lothlórien in the Third Age.

#tolkien meta #valian years #galadriel #timelines and things #helpful tips for writing perhaps #to consider if you dabble in the years of the trees #or even the first age or second age or beyond #the rings of power #rings of power #trop

[salvadorbonaparte]

Hi! I go to UMass Amherst! I'm in my third year of undergrad so take all of this with the consideration that my experience will be quite different than a grad student's, but I have certainly got some things to say about public transportation and the area :)

Main thing: despite the fact that public transport /exists/, it's.... not great honestly. People make it work but a car will make your life 10 times easier.

As a UMass student you'd get free access to the PVTA buses run by UMass transit, which can generally get you around campus, most places in Amherst itself, and some surrounding towns like Sunderland (more residential) and Hadley (quite a few grocery stores/chain restaurants). UMass Transit don't ask to see ID, either. You just hop on and go. However, this means that buses are often really crowded at rush times and especially so during rainy or snowy weather. These buses also do not consistently run on time, so you would not want to rely on the scheduled times; instead, look at the tracking apps. I have a few friends who live off campus without cars and they make it work, but it does often mean planning classes/work around the busses. It's certainly not CONVENIENT.

During the academic year you would also be able to get to Northampton and Springfield free with your student ID. They do charge fares over school breaks. The bus to Northampton leaves hourly and is much more consistent with timing than the UMass transit busses. The bus to Springfield, the closest "bigger" city, runs (I think) every two hours. All these busses are run by the PVTA as well, but not under the UMass transit umbrella.

From Springfield, you can catch Amtrak trains -- the Northeast Regional runs there, as does the Vermonter, and I'm sure I'm forgetting some. Springfield is also the home base for Peter Pan buses which operate frequent buses to NYC, Boston, Hartford, and other locations in the general Northeast.

There is a bus to Worcester, where you can catch an Amtrak or connect to the Boston commuter rail to get to Boston pretty cheap, but it is /crappy/. Due to PVTA driver shortages they usually run it as a van, not a full bus, and frequently passengers will be left behind even after people squeeze onto the floor of the van and sit in the back or in the aisle for the 2-hour ride. It costs about $9 to go from UMass's transit hub to Worcester. Once I got stranded in Worcester and had to uber back to Amherst because that van only runs about 3 times a day and not every day of the week, last departure around 4 pm.

The Amherst area has a housing crisis right now as UMass consistently admits increasingly more undergrads than it can house, and therefore once those undergrads finish their first year and are no longer guaranteed on-campus accommodations many of them move off-campus to Amherst and its surrounding towns. The best, cheapest, and most convenient housing is usually locked down by returning students the winter before an August move-in for the fall semester. This pushes many new grad students to the surrounding towns like Sunderland, South Deerfield, etc, where buses are a bit of a crapshoot and campus is no longer within reasonable walking distance. Housing's also pretty expensive for the semi-rural location. I'm looking at off-campus housing for next year and will be happy if I can find a place where I'll pay less than $1000 a month (usually, this covers a room in a shared apartment or house).

All this said, the area itself is beautiful, and I've had a great experience with the academics here. I have heard really good things about the translation and linguistics programs and I'm sure you'd be able to find a great niche. You'll also be in close proximity to 4 other great schools (Smith College, Mount Holyoke College, Amherst College, and Hampshire College) and have the ability to take classes, work with profs, etc from those schools through the 5 college exchange program. I don't know what PhD program you're thinking of applying to but I'm in the comparative literature undergrad program (complit encompasses a lot of our translation classes, undergrad and grad level) and have nothing but good things to say about the faculty, the grad student instructors I've had, and the program as a whole.

Feel free to reach out for more information if you'd like!!

Thank you for the info!

Unfortunately I can't drive (never learned) so I'd have to rely on buses. The bus system in Ireland was surprisingly bad (almost daily delays and I lived an hour away from campus) and in Spain I lived on a mountain in the middle of nowhere so grocery shopping took up to 5h but minimum 3h so by now my standards are pretty low. I'd love to travel a little while I'm there (Boston, Salem, Maine, Buffalo etc) so I'm just glad there's buses and trains at all. A free bus system that's kinda crappy is still better than one that doesn't exist or one that's crappy and expensive (shout out to Ireland's 2€ bus fares and Hannover's 8€ metro tickets)

The housing situation is a little worrying but I'm not above a flatshare and I'd get a scholarship so I'm sure I'd find something?? But I'll start looking as soon as soon as I know where I'm moving to because the housing situation is bad in those cities too.

I know something who went to Smith and someone who went to Mount Holyoke so I heard good things about the general region and landscape etc.

The professors I talked to (German Department) were really nice and it sounds like a really cool phd program. Even though Amherst is not as prestigious as two of the other unis I'm applying to it's a very good school and I'd be happy to go there if that's the one I get accepted by/the one I pick.

#Asks

[dandelionrevolution]

Good News - April 22-28

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1. Millions Of Maggots Donated To Charity In Honour Of The Maggot King

“[Blizzard Entertainment] donated millions of maggots to Tiggywinkles UK, a leading wildlife hospital, […] in honor of Duriel, the Maggot King, a notorious character in the Diablo series. […] This significant contribution is expected to feed the patients at Tiggywinkles for two years.”

2. New circuit boards can be repeatedly recycled

“A team led by researchers at the University of Washington developed a new PCB that performs on par with traditional materials and can be recycled repeatedly with negligible material loss. Researchers used a solvent that transforms a type of vitrimer—a cutting-edge class of sustainable polymers—to a jelly-like substance without damaging it, allowing the solid components to be plucked out for reuse or recycling.”

3. How a Cloned Ferret Inspired a DNA Bank for Endangered Species

“This black-footed ferret (Mustela nigripes) [is] the first endangered species in the U.S. to ever be successfully cloned […] from [a] cryogenically preserved cell line, obtained from a ferret named Willa, who lived in Wyoming in the 1980s. [… T]he FWS [is now] on a major project to cryogenically store tissue from every endangered species in the U.S., [… as] “an insurance policy against future loss of biodiversity in the wild.””

4. Maine Signs Trans And Abortion Sanctuary Bill Into Law, Despite Violent Threats

“[The new law] states that criminal and civil actions against providers and patients are not enforceable if the provision or access to that care occurred within Maine’s borders, asserting jurisdiction over those matters. It bars cooperation with out-of-state subpoenas and arrest warrants for gender-affirming care and abortion that happen within the state.”

5. $70M for Fish Passage Projects Address Climate Resilience, Strengthen Local Economies

“The Department of the Interior today announced more than $70 million […] that will improve fish passage around […] barriers fragmenting the nation’s rivers and streams [… as an] “investment to restore our nation’s rivers and streams, safeguard endangered fish species, protect Indigenous subsistence practices and provide communities with increased opportunities for outdoor recreation and economic growth,” said Secretary Deb Haaland.”

6. A Golden Age of Renewables Is Beginning, and California Is Leading the Way

“California—the fifth-largest economy in the world—has experienced a record-breaking string of days in which the combined generation of wind, geothermal, hydroelectric and solar electricity has exceeded demand on the main electricity grid for anywhere from 15 minutes to 9.25 hours per day.”

7. Collaborative conservation efforts keep lake sturgeon off the endangered species list

“The Service’s 12-month finding [that these sturgeon are not endangered] shows ongoing management efforts, such as fish stocking, have contributed to the conservation and resiliency of the species. “Today’s announcement shows the power of collaborative conservation and the impact it can have for species like the lake sturgeon,” said Midwest Regional Director Will Meeks.”

8. French municipalities bordering Luxembourg to offer free transport to commuters

“Luxembourg is the only country in the world to offer entirely free public transport. […S]ix French communities located near the border and many of whose residents work in Luxembourg have decided to band together and also offer a free shuttle for daily workers. […] Last year, governments in the two countries said they would work to increase train services to run every 10 minutes between Metz and Luxembourg City by 2030. There’s also a plan to extend Luxembourg City’s tram service to reach all the way to the border – a trip that would take only 30 minutes when ready.”

9. Solar is about to get a lot more affordable for low-income households

“The EPA granted 49 state and territory awards totaling $5.5 billion, six tribal awards worth more than $500 million, and five multistate awards amounting to $1 billion. Together, the awards cover all 50 states, Puerto Rico, and the District of Columbia. All of the funding is dedicated to low-income and disadvantaged households.”

10. Amsterdam will cover cost of changing one's gender on documents

“[T]he city’s residents will be able to change the gender on their birth certificate and Basic Registration of Persons (BRP) free of charge. [… T]he local government will also reimburse (part of) the costs of a new passport, identity card or driver's license.”

April 15-21 news here | (all credit for images and written material can be found at the source linked; I don’t claim credit for anything but curating.)

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[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Get Me to the Church On Time Pt. 5

Series Summary: It's Dean and Julie's wedding day. What could go wrong?

Chapter Summary: Time for the honeymoon.

Series Warnings/Explicit 18+: Some show level violence, eventual smut, fluff, smidge of angst. Chapters will have individual warnings.

Chapter Warnings: Here be the smut! Unprotected PinV Sex, oral (f receiving) fingering, beginnings of a hand job, kind of semi-public sex, tiniest hint of a praise kink if you squint. Also lots of fluff.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x OFC (Julie)

Word Count: 2,762

A/N: Dean and Julie are back! Each part will vary between 500+ and 2000+ words. I will be releasing all the parts today, September 15th, as part of my 1K follower celebration! 😊💓

The parts will be released as follows:

Part 1 - 8:00 AM

Part 2 - 10:00 AM

Part 3 - 12:00 PM

Part 4 - 3:00 PM

Part 5 - 6:00 PM ||

*Times are all based on CST*

A/N 2: So, as I stated this mini-series is part of my 1K followers celebration. For the celebration I asked people to send in gif prompts, or requests for me to write, all of which would be posted on my birthday, which is TODAY! 🎉

I only ended up with 6 prompts/requests, so I thought I would mix the prompts in with my own ideas, and I decided to write this little mini-series as well as a (hopefully) special surprise for those who enjoyed Dean and Julie in Green is My Favorite Color.

At 7:00 PM, I will post my last fic for the celebration, the first chapter of my sequel series, I Will Find You in the Dark!

Hope you enjoy my contributions for the day! 😘😘

This will also fulfill my Writing Prompt: Write about a car ride.

Both beautiful text dividers, below and at the bottom, were created by @talesmaniac89. 💓 Title card was designed by me.

The group swarmed around them, pulling them apart and hugging and congratulating them both.

It was the best day of Julie's life, bar none. Within a few minutes, the pews in the church had been pushed aside to make room for dancing, celebrating, and the general idiocy typical of wedding receptions.

Like magical elves, Jody and Charlie produced delicious food and drinks, from out of nowhere, and Julie hugged them tightly.

"Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you here." She gushed, incapable of keeping tears from her eyes. The three women shared more hugs and cheek kisses, before Dean found his way back to Julie's side and claimed her attention.

As they enjoyed the food and good company, most of the hunters who'd left, returned now that their duties were done, and a couple brought more friends to the party, so there was a decent group present to celebrate their marriage. The night was filled with laughter and music blaring over the PA.

At one point in the evening, Dean told Sam to find "Brown-Eyed Girl" by Van Morrison on his phone, and as the song started, he pulled Julie to her feet for their first dance.

Surprised and thrilled, she clung to Dean and laughed tearfully again, as the whole group joined in on the chorus. Towards the end of the song, others joined them on the makeshift dance floor, and with the focus off of them, Dean pulled Julie flush with his body and sang softly into her ear.

Making love in the green grass

Behind the stadium with you

My brown-eyed girl

You, my brown-eyed girl

The world seemed to narrow to just the two of them and Julie swore to never forget the perfection of this moment.

As the night wore on, the party slowed down, and everyone sat, just chatting in groups, occasionally someone's story would pull the attention of the whole group and they'd all listen in to tales of hunters' adventures. For everyone there, it was a peaceful, happy lull in their otherwise busy, dangerous lives, and they treasured it.

Julie spent most of the evening sitting in Dean's lap, cuddled into his chest with his arms wrapped loosely around her. He had his hands on her constantly, running his fingers through her long hair, or gliding up and down her arms, or squeezing her knee with his big callused hand.

Every touch was a tiny preview of what was to come; he warmed her skin everywhere his fingers pressed, and she relished the anticipation.

As the evening moved into night, the old church became chilly and Julie shivered from something more than just Dean's roaming hands.

Dean held her tighter. "Are you cold?" He asked, pulling his suit jacket from beside him on the pew and wrapping it around her shoulders. He'd long ago abandoned his coat and tie.

Julie nodded as she snuggled into the jacket and into him. "A little."

"Yep, there you go again," Dean teased, "stealing my jacket. Shoulda put that in the vows - 'I promise to always provide you with jackets'."

Julie laughed. "I can't help it, your jackets are cozier than mine." She inhaled deeply. "And they smell like you."

Dean's eyes darkened and he kissed the top of her head and then her lips, ever so gently.

In the deepest, most seductive voice Julie had ever heard, he pressed his lips to the shell of her ear and asked. "What do you say, Mrs Winchester, time to get outta here?"

Julie shivered and then looked up at him through her lashes. "What do you have in mind, Mr. Winchester?"

Dean bit into his bottom lip before speaking in a tone full of innuendo. "Wanna go for a ride?"

Julie answered with a wicked grin. "Well that is a very leading question, sir."

The "sir" brought on a low growl from Dean. "Mmm...yeah it is, and I know exactly where it's leading me."

Suddenly he sprang to his feet, tossing Julie over his shoulder like a sack of flour. She squealed loudly, holding down the back of her skirt, as the guests started laughing, having been jolted out of their quiet conversations.

Dean called out to the group. "'Okay, that's it - time for our honeymoon now so, adios!"

Julie squealed some more and laughed as she pounded his back, until Dean flipped her around so he was carrying her in a much more appropriate bridal style.

Everyone clamored around them, saying their goodbyes and more congratulations. The wedding party pulled out the salt rounds they had set aside for this moment and cracked them open, showering the departing couple with salt.

They were sent from the church with all good wishes and endless love from their friends and found family.

Dean put Julie in the passenger seat before climbing in to the driver's side. As soon as he was settled behind the wheel, however, he pulled Julie unceremoniously into his lap, making her gasp loudly.  He started the car, and peeled out of the church parking lot.

Julie laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "This is so illegal and dangerous." She said without really caring.

With one hand on the wheel, Dean tucked Julie closer to his body. "Nah! Baby's a tank." He rubbed the wheel affectionately with his thumb. "She won't let anything hurt us."

They drove through the darkness, for over an hour, talking about the day, how awful the fight with the demons had been, but how wonderful everything had ended up. They laughed together and sang along to the radio when they liked the song. It was a fantastic start to their married life.

But finally Dean could no longer take the gentle torture of Julie all soft and eager in his arms, pressing kisses to his neck, her sweet, round ass bouncing against his hardening cock with every bump in the highway.

At the very next rest stop he came to, he pulled over to the little open area on the side of the highway, incredibly grateful to see they'd be alone. An audience wouldn't have stopped him, but this way they could leave discretion behind.

"What are we stopping for?" Julie asked, wide, brown eyes pretending innocence.

Dean turned off the ignition and lifted Julie so she was straddling him, knees on either side of his thighs, sinking into the soft leather seats. She balanced herself with her hands on his shoulders, and Dean's hands spanned her waist before running up her back.

"I thought I'd take you out of this pretty little, virginal, white dress." He said, voice husky with desire.

Julie affected a little pout. "Don't you like it?"

Dean moaned long and silky as he ran his rough hands up under the hem of the dress and over her bare thighs, before finding and squeezing the globes of her ass firmly.

"I like it...a lot." He said in between kissing the soft skin just above the neckline of her dress.

"But..." He slid his hand forward along the crease of her thigh until he found her ruined panties and pushed past them to slide two thick fingers inside her. "I know for a fact that the virginal white part is a lie."

She bunched his shirt up in her fists and threw her head back as he slowly pumped in and out of her. Her voice was high-pitched and breathless as she rode his hand. "Well, whose fault is that?"

Dean chuckled as he laid her down on the front seat and slid down the zipper on the side of her dress. "All mine, sweetheart. It's all mine."

He pulled the dress off and laid it gently in the back seat so it wouldn't be ruined. Then he slowly released the many small hooks along the front of the lacy, half corset thing she'd been wearing beneath the dress so she didn't need a bra.

She sighed with relief as the last hook popped the garment open. Dean tutted and shook his head as he saw the long, red lines the wired underthing had left on her pale skin.

He kissed all along the marks, his soft lips sliding across her skin and his tongue laving soothingly across the redness. He reached her right breast and captured her nipple in his teeth.

She moaned raggedly, pushing her hands into his hair. He then pulled the flesh of her breast between his plump lips, drawing deeply. He raised his hand and palmed her other breast, kneading it roughly before placing soft kisses along the valley of her breasts, trailing them down her torso.

"You're so perfect, Jules, so soft, so..." He reached the waistband of her panties and nipped her skin there. "You're just so fucking hot."

He yanked down her panties. "And I need to taste you so badly."

He pushed her legs open, one of them bracing against the floor of the car and the other bent over Dean's shoulder. He contorted his body slightly in the confines of the car, and lifted her hips towards him as though she was the most decadent meal.

He breathed in her scent deeply before burying his face in her heat, sucking and licking, and making her squirm against his hold, simultaneously desperate for more, while also trying to catch her breath and get a break from the blinding pleasure he was delivering.

But Dean held her tight against his mouth, refusing to give up the delicacy of her sweet and tangy juices. He nibbled lightly on her clit, running his teeth feather light over the hard nub and Julie reared up off the seat, digging her heel into his back in a bid to get closer to his mouth.

Dean gave her what she needed, dipping his tongue into her entrance a half dozen times before she screamed and came, shuddering wildly against his mouth.

Dean took her leg from over his shoulder and set it on the seat, as he moved up to lay over her. The air was cool, and her skin was covered in gooseflesh. Bracing himself on his elbow, Dean ran his right hand down Julie's body.

"Are you cold again, sweetheart?" Julie nodded, still breathless and fuzzy-headed.

Dean chuckled softly. "Well, you're laying on my jacket, so I'll have to warm you up another way." He said as he rose to his knees and stripped off his white button down.

Julie sighed with pleasure as she reached up to run her hands across the broad, thick muscles of his torso, her fingernails scraping softly through the light-colored trail of hair that dipped below his waistband.

She unbuckled his belt and undid the button on his pants, rubbing him through his underwear. Dean's breath caught in his throat and he put his hand on Julie's, curling her fingers tighter around his cock.

"Uhn, fuck." Dean groaned and Julie was encouraged to pull down his pants and underwear, letting his rock hard dick spring out. She gripped him in her hand and he was so thick she could barely close her fingers around him.

She pumped her hand up and down a few times, loving the silky, hot feel of his skin. She let go of him for a moment, dipping her fingers into the slick that pooled between her thighs and using her wetness as lubrication as she pumped him harder and faster.

Dean let out a groan that turned into a growl as she squeezed the head of his shaft and ran her thumb across his wet slit. He bucked hard into her hand before he grabbed her wrist to pull her hand away.

He moved over her again, pinning down the wrist he still held, above her head.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he whispered hot and rough against the side of her neck, "I wanna bury myself in you completely, come inside you so deep, and if you keep touching me, I'm just gonna spill all over your hand like a horny teenager."

Julie giggled breathlessly as he sucked on her pulse point and then trailed his fingertips back down her body, sinking two fingers into her cunt and scissoring her open, getting her ready for him.

She cried out in ecstasy as the rough pads of his fingers found her sweet spot and swept across it.

"Dean, oh god, please! Need it, please fuck!" She chanted nonsensically.

"What do you need, sweetheart, tell me?" Dean encouraged as he pressed harder on the spongey spot inside her, taking her to the edge before pulling back, and making her whimper with need.

"Please, you. Please." She said, arching her back, chasing his fingers.

But in spite of his straining, leaking cock, Dean wouldn't relent until she told him.

"Use your words, Jules, what do you need? Open your eyes and tell me."

Julie opened her eyes and looked at him and he almost came on the spot from the look of tortured bliss in her eyes.

Her voice was hoarse with wanting him. "I need you to fill me up, pound into me, pour into me." She reached down and dug her nails into his plump ass, pushing him towards her. "And I need it now. Fuck Dean! Now!" She demanded hooking both her legs around the back of his thighs and pushing again.

He grunted rough as he lined himself up at her entrance. "Good girl." He praised her before slamming into her in one long, hard stroke.

Julie groaned deliciously and Dean began flicking his tongue over her pert nipples and rubbing his middle finger in tight circles against her clit.

He slowed down his thrusts wanting to make the moment last as long as possible. It was their first time making love as a married couple and there was something magical about it to Dean. He'd never admit it, but watching Julie open her body to him, pull him in deep, seeing the intense pleasure sweep across her face made his chest tighten and moisture gather in his eyes.

She was just so beautiful. And she was his; she'd promised to be his forever.

He shifted his hand from where it gripped her wrist, and instead grabbed her hand, entwining his fingers with hers. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and rocked his hips against her.

With every thrust, his pelvic bone rubbed deliciously against her clit and Julie let out small sighs and groans, desperately kneading the muscles in his back with her free hand.

Dean gripped Julie's hand tightly, squeezing her fingers and groaning into her neck as she clenched around his cock, coming hard and scratching her nails down his back.

He slammed home with one more thrust before cursing loudly and spilling hot and deep inside her, her name repeating on his lips.

With his heart hammering hard against his ribs, he rolled them so that they faced each other. He tucked Julie up against the back of the seat, wrapping his leg over hers and pulling his jacket around her shoulders so she wouldn't get too cold, while he held her.

He wasn't ready to let go of her just yet.

He looked down at her face as her breathing slowed and saw her eyelashes were wet with tears.

"Jules?" He asked, wiping his thumb across her damp cheek.

She opened her eyes and caught his gaze, and the love pouring from her warm amber eyes humbled him completely. She reached her hand up and ran her fingertips along his brow bone, down over his nose, along the sensual curve of his lip.

"I'm good." She whispered. "I just love you so much, and I'm so happy."

Dean kissed her fingertips and then pulled them away so he could kiss first her eyelids and then her mouth. "Me too, Jules. I'm so good."

He kissed her again. "I love you." He whispered against her lips. "And that's never gonna change. No matter what's ahead of us, I need you to know that. I mean, know it in your soul."

Julie nodded and new tears fell. "I need you to know the same. I will always love you, and I'll always want to be your wife."

Dean smiled. "Even when I break my vow and throw my clothes on the floor?" He said teasingly to keep his own tears at bay.

Julie smiled warmly, aware of what he was doing. She kissed him chastely and wrapped her arms around him tightly.

"Even then. Always."

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[paperanddice]

This is a special Christmas update, which unlike most of my stat blocks is going up on all my accounts on the same day. For those of you who don't back my Patreon, the week leading up to Christmas I released a series of Christmas related stat blocks I made for a Christmas one shot adventure. These stat blocks aren't intended to face off against players, instead being the stat blocks I was giving to the players to use, as a team of Christmas based heroes teaming up to fight against an attempt to conjure up an eldritch abomination to devour the entire world. As such, these stat blocks aren't really balanced as monsters except very vaguely, and instead are simply designed to be fun and to face off against incredibly dangerous threats.

Santa is nominally the leader of this team, though amusingly in my case since two players for the one shot couldn't make it we had unused characters, and Santa was one who went unused. He's got less tanking potential than Frosty, less powerful spellcasting that Jack Frost, less stealth and surprise tactics than Krampus, and lacks the novelty of the last stat blocks, that of his entire team of reindeer (one at a time, swap in a new when the previous dies or retreats), and ELF team six (elf special forces, same sort of deal as the reindeer). His focus is instead on exceptional versatility, with a good mix of options available and most importantly, his sack of toys. Within it is just about any random useful items the party might want, with the option to craft several that he didn't think to pack ahead of time. In game, this was represented by the player being able to draw out nearly unlimited mundane gear, and making Intelligence ability checks to see if he thought to pack more unusual items. Magic items, unusual gear, possibly even custom stuff. Santa had the most off paper potential for shenanigans, but sadly it went unexplored in the session I ran. That being said, I still really enjoy the fun ideas put into it, like being able to drink a glass of milk to heal.

Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates, and a happy holidays to everyone! Thanks for a wonderful year, I hope you all have had a fantastic time. This coming week between Christmas and New Year's Eve will see the other Christmas stat blocks going public on Patreon and getting posted up here, and then the first week of January will have no updates as I'm using this week as a break from my regular Patreon posts. The Patreon will be updating right from the first week of January, so you'll start seeing the cross posts going up the week after that.

Santa Claus Medium fey, neutral good Armor Class 19 (magical fur coat) Hit Points 170 (20d8 + 80) Speed 30 ft., climb 20 ft. Str 20 (+5) Dex 16 (+3) Con 18 (+4) Int 16 (+3) Wis 20 (+5) Cha 18 (+4) Saving Throws Con +9, Wis +10, Cha +9 Skills Animal Handling +10, Athletics +10, Perception +10, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +8 Senses darkvision 120 ft., passive Perception 20 Languages all Challenge 14 (11500 XP) Down The Chimney. Santa can move through any chimney or air vent without squeezing. Milk And Cookies. Santa treats any glass of milk he drinks as a potion of healing. Santa's Bag Of Toys. Santa’s bag contains an extra-planar space which is considerably larger than the outside of the bag, roughly 4 feet in diameter at the mouth and six feet deep. The bag can hold up to 2,500 pounds, not exceeding 3,000 cubic feet. The bag weighs 5 pounds, regardless of its contents. Retrieving an item from the bag requires an action. The bag is indestructible short of a wish spell or similar magic. Breathing creatures inside the bag can survive for a number of days equal to 10 divided by the number of creatures in the bag, after which time they begin to suffocate. Additionally, the bag can be used to cast fabricate as an action, using material stored in Santa’s storeroom in the North Pole as material. The created object must be able to fit through the opening of the bag. This effect of the bag can be used 5 times, with expended uses recharging at midnight. Sneak Attack (1/Turn). Santa Claus deals an extra 14 (4d6) damage when he hits a target with a weapon attack and has advantage on the attack roll, or when the target is within 5 feet of an ally of his that isn't incapacitated and Santa doesn't have disadvantage on the attack roll. Spirit Of Christmas. If Santa Claus dies, he returns to life at full hit points in the North Pole at the strike of midnight on the next Christmas Eve. Actions Multiattack. Santa makes two weapon attacks. +3 Candy Cane Sword. Melee Weapon Attack: +13 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 12 (1d8+8) bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing damage. Throwing Cookie. Ranged Weapon Attack: +10 to hit, range 30/120 ft., one target. Hit: 7 (1d4+5) slashing damage. Spellcasting. Santa casts one of the following spells, using his sack of toys to replace any material components and using Wisdom as the spellcasting ability (spell save DC 18): At will: dancing lights (red and green lights only), knock, mending, sleet storm 3/day each: animate objects, arcane eye, cone of cold, gaseous form, true seeing 1/day each: control weather, Otto's irresistible dance, scrying (children automatically fail their save against this spell), time stop

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[byakuwan]

writer interview as requested by @hopeswriting

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

10, with 12 more oldies in a private collection. ( i should probably make those public again... )

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

60,429

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

95 kudos: Setting up Senpai (Enstars)

83 kudos: Your Darling (Darlifra [E]

81 kudos: Summer Triangle (Enstars)

71 kudos: Cinnamon Spice (Darlifra)

67 kudos: Freedom within Dependence (Enstars) [E]

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i used to not respond, but i don't think there was a reason? i do now though. i value all comments so so so much and have to express it somehow!!!

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

i'm pretty sure it's one of the twewy ones? i remember Paradise (TWEWY OCs) and/or No Last Words (TWEWY + DMMD) were really sad but i remember next to nothing about anything i wrote before i was in the enstars fandom in 2019 lmao. so no promises on those.

i am Horrible with writing sad endings these days, so i generally end up not writing them anymore RIP. i apologize bc it's hard to even read them without having the urge to make a happily-ever-after in my head OTL

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

oh hands-down Setting up Senpai -> Summer Triangle. those two together were a reimugi origin story that i have heard from multiple different people they based their understanding of the ship on. it's unfortunate bc i did not know how to write rei at all so i'm still hesitant to reread it.

however, that's where you can first find my habit of ship or character manifestos begin.

7. Do you write crossovers?

not really? i think about them a lot, though. like... a lot.

i'm more of an RPer at heart, so most of my crossovers are through RP. shout-out to the dreamwidth RP where i wrote byakuran having a deep conversation with an azula where they talked about being 'monsters.' it was Fascinating.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

i don't think so? it was definitely just on RP. i have heard so many tales of "mary sues" and fem OCs getting hate though.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes....... mostly ends up consensual stuff but with really wild kinks or situations. you can ask but no promises lmao

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no, but i have had some of my OC art / lowkey designs stolen? which is honestly flattering to me idk. probably bc i thrive off of having my creative stuff seen and enjoyed. (i don't get all that many comments in general so idk.)

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i think one of the darlifra ones was?

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes, an enstars one that i consistently forget about for some reason?

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

... :') i'll get back to you on this one. (what are decisions?)

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Lost at the Crossroad. another manifesto of why reikei is not always as light-hearted as i think it seems.

i can't bring myself to finish it for a ton of reasons... namely that it ended up my first NOTP in forever as i was writing it...

15. What are your writing strengths?

dialogue and flow according to others. plot according to me.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

motivation. if i don't throw progress at cheerleaders and get encouragement i struggle to maintain interest in writing much of anything.

that's also why i did a lot of gift fic, but one of them... went over very poorly last year, so i'm not super sure if i want to go back to doing that.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i... don't have the opportunity to and i'm OK with that. formally knowing JP may or may not be very useful on ao3. i wouldn't know. maybe romaji?

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

hmmm. naruto OCs, i think? back in 2005 when i was a tiny beginner in fandom.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

most of my all100 agenda LOL. tsuna and spanner come to mind but i have no faith i'd be able to write tsuna so. it also doesn't help that i usually like having my hand held when writing new characters i'm not familiar with.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

well. if On Cloud Nine existed anywhere but wattpad, i'm still passionate about that one. i literally have a whole almost 20 chapter plan for it and... i feel like continuing someday, but maybe after darlifra gets a new season lol.

Bonus facts for no reason!

i have to imagine my own validation for the most part and generally have no idea what anyone thinks, ever... i'm trying my best to combat the resulting social anxiety, but it's hard. think of it like being seen without knowing why people are looking in the first place. positive, neutral, negative? if i don't know anything, it scares me.

(having a queue helps a lot because i don't have to look at all and there are things being posted anyway.)

rest assured that every single reply, comment, tag, reblog and/or like means the world. if i am shown somehow that someone enjoys a thing i made, i will Thrive for like. a week. it's just weird if i send 'thank you for the like/reblog!' but i definitely think that.

in any case? y'all are so appreciated. thank u for following me and liking whatever brain rot i have on any given day. 🙏💝💖💞 please accept my love. YOU'RE THE BEST

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Friday 13 June 1834

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a kiss last night fine morning F61° at 8 ¼  - breakfast at 9 ¼ to 10 ¼ - out at 11 ¼ -  ½ hour at the cathedral – all new-done-up white and clean – crypt not to be seen  full of stone from France for the new west tower - the cathedral all built of stone from Caen in Normandy - the tombs of Edward the blue prince and Henry iv government sometime ago promised to repair, as all the private tombs are undergoing repair by subscription - the choir looks  light and white and cold, the old oak wainscoting and tabernacle work being all taken away and merely the stone work screen (small Gothic arches glazed) remaining - the old altar screen is also removed and replaced by a stone one of the handsome Gothic work, but unfortunately not straight-topped and consequently looking ill and out of keeping with all around - it rises in steps from the ends to the centre, and is a sad disgrace to the taste of Mr Austin (I think the man said) the architect - all strangers observe and abuse it, and everybody sees the error now it is too late -  sauntered about the city - then to the John Dean walk, or Dunge Hill, or mound or tumulus thrown up by the Danes, just within the old fortification wall of the city - there is now a winding quickwood-fenced-off walk winding to the top (480 ft high) of the tumulus on which is erected a column commemorating Mr ........ under whose mayoralty and chiefly at whose expense the walks seem to have been laid out, and recording that they are now made over to the public the corporation having allotted £60 per annum to keep them  up - they cover about 6 acres - the walk shaded with limes is  1130ft. long and 13ft. broad - the terrace is 1840ft. long by 12 wide  - Canterbury is a nice clean looking town with good shops and the Fountain is an excellent Inn - sauntered to the remain of the old castle - merely part of the dungeon keep reaming now a coal-magazine - home at 1 10 – tired –somehow I do not get up my strength – lay on the sofa till off from Canterbury at 2 5 and alighted at the Ship Inn Dover (now Worthington who succeeded Charles Wright about 4 months ago) at 4 ¼ - dressed or rather washed hands etc wrote the above of today – rain more or less almost all the way from Canterbury and rainy afternoon and evening - dinner at 6 ¼ in an hour - wrote and sent at 9  3 pages to my aunt Shibden – account of our arrival - Sarah to bottle the cowslip wine immediately -  Miss W- will write to her aunt from Paris - no letters to be sent to her but those from her sister or from Washington and none to me but from W- or Mr Parker, all Miss W-s’ too, to be directed to me at no. 27 rue Saint V- till I give my aunt another address -  M. Audoin will forward the letters from rue Saint V- will write to my aunt as soon as we have fixed the day for leaving Paris and can give her another address - tea at 9 in ½ hour - then went to bed – fine day till after 2pm afterwards rainy, more or less, afternoon and evening – F65° now at 10 pm

[digitaltariq]

First image of Kate since surgical procedure launched by Kensington Palace: Princess of Wales thanks the general public for his or her assist in Mom's Day message as she recovers

Kensington Palace has launched the primary official picture of the Princess of Wales since her surgical procedure as she thanked the general public for his or her assist in a Mom's Day message whereas she continues to recuperate. Princess Kate is seen beaming along with her three kids, Prince George, Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis in an image taken by her husband, Prince William, at their residence in Windsor. 'Thanks on your sort needs and continued assist during the last two months. Wishing everybody a Comfortable Mom's Day,' the Princess of Wales mentioned, signing off the message with a 'C' for Catherine. Within the new picture, Kate, 42, is seen sitting down on a chair along with her arms round Charlotte, eight, and Louis, 5. George, 10, is stood behind her along with his arms wrapped round her shoulders in a hug. Kate, wearing denim denims and a jacket, and her kids look like roaring with laughter within the picture which was taken by William, 41, this week. The mother-of-three has stepped again from royal duties since being admitted to The London Clinic for 'deliberate belly surgical procedure' on January 16. Kensington Palace has launched the primary image of Kate since her surgical procedure because the Princess of Wales thanked the general public for his or her assist in a Mom's Day message whereas she continues to recuperate

William has been stepping up royal engagements in Kate's absence. Pictured: Prince William and Princess Kate are seen at a  ceremonial welcome for The President and the First Woman of the Republic of Korea at Horse Guards Parade on November 21 final yr.

The Princess of Wales has not been seen since she attended the Christmas Day church service at Sandringham The princess' absence from royal engagements for the reason that Christmas Day church service at Sandringham has led to large hypothesis on social media - however the optimistic Mom's Day replace has been warmly welcomed by royal followers. Buckingham Palace additionally shared a photograph of the King along with his late mom Queen Elizabeth II to mark Mom's Day. Charles is seen kissing his mom's hand after a polo match in 1985. 'Wishing all Moms, and those that are lacking their Mums immediately, a peaceable Mothering Sunday,' a message alongside the picture mentioned. Kensington Palace confirmed Kate's surgical procedure was profitable and on January 29, she returned to Adelaide Cottage in Windsor to be reunited along with her kids nearly two weeks after having the surgical procedure. Final Monday, she was photographed for the primary time for the reason that medical process after US gossip web site TMZ printed footage of her being pushed round Windsor along with her mom, Carole Middleton. Within the picture, Kate was carrying darkish sun shades and sat within the passenger seat of a black 4x4 Audi. The photographs weren't printed within the UK after Kensington Palace appealed for her to have the ability to recuperate in personal. Days later, Carole's brother - and Kate's uncle - Gary Goldsmith revealed on Movie star Massive Brother that her niece was getting the 'finest care on this planet'. Love Island winner Ekin-Su Culculoglu requested Goldsmith on Wednesday's episode: 'The place's Kate?' He replied: 'As a result of she would not wish to discuss... The very last thing I will do is... there is a type of code of etiquette. If it is introduced, I am going to provide you with an opinion.' Kate's 'black sheep' uncle added: 'I spoke to her mum, my sister, she's getting one of the best care on this planet. 'And all of the household's carried out is put the wagons spherical and take care of household first earlier than the rest. They put an announcement out and simply mentioned 'she's taking a while to recoup and can see you in Easter'.' After Kate was photographed in paparazzi pictured on Monday, the Ministry of Defence was then compelled to delete a declare on its web site that the Princess of Wales could be attending the Trooping the Color. Tickets had gone on sale through the military web site promoting Kate reviewing a 'observe' parade for the primary time on June 8 in her position as honorary colonel of the Irish Guards.

King Charles additionally shared a touching tribute to his 'darling Mama' on Mom's Day and wrote: 'Wishing all Moms, and those that are lacking their Mums immediately, a peaceable Mothering Sunday'

Princess Kate attended the service with Prince William and their kids George, Charlotte and Louis

Kate left hospital on January 29 and returned to Adelaide Cottage in Windsor to be reunited along with her kids nearly two weeks after having the surgical procedure. Pictured: Kate and William in September 2022

Officers have mentioned  that the Princess of Wales (pictured on December 5) continues to do 'effectively'. Kate plans to return to royal engagements after Easter It additionally introduced that King Charles, 75, could be reviewing his personal official birthday parade on June 15 at Horse Guards. However inside minutes of the tickets occurring sale, there have been warnings that the MoD might have 'jumped the gun'. Kensington Palace sources made clear that they have been 'not consulted' on the MoD announcement and mentioned that any confirmed attendance by the princess could be made 'solely' by themselves. Buckingham Palace confirmed that planning for future engagements was persevering with regardless of the King's ongoing most cancers therapy but pressured that adjustments may very well be made nearer the time relying on his well being. He's enterprise a really restricted variety of in-person engagements and definitely not something with massive crowds, on medical doctors' recommendation. The confusion has added to the sense of unease across the Royal Household, provided that two of its most senior members are largely out of motion for substantial durations. Insiders have mentioned, given the profile of the events, that it's probably that each the monarch and his daughter-in-law would do all the pieces inside their energy to attend. On Friday, the Prince of Wales visited the Oval cricket floor as he continues to hold out engagements whereas his spouse and his father recuperate. However his absence from his godfather's memorial at Windsor Fortress final month for a 'private matter'  led to elevated hypothesis about his spouse's well being. The Palace has mentioned that based mostly on the present medical recommendation Kate was unlikely to return to public duties till after Easter. A spokesman acknowledged that it was Kate's private want to maintain her private medical info personal and mentioned it could solely present an replace if there have been 'important new info to share'. William has been juggling royal duties with supporting Kate and serving to take care of George, Charlotte, and Louis.

Prince William laughs as he speaks to Surrey County Cricket Membership gamers on the Oval on Friday

Prince William is introduced with a Surrey County Cricket Membership shirt on the Oval

Prince William speaks to Pierre-Yves Paslierco, founding father of Earthshot Prize winner Natpla, as he holds holds a sustainable seaweed-based meals plate on the Oval cricket floor on Friday Queen Camilla has led the royals at different occasions amid a slimmed-down monarchy - with Princess Anne, Prince Edward and Sophie additionally serving to out. Tomorrow, William will attend an occasion at immersive artwork venue Frameless within the Marble Arch space of London's West Finish, celebrating The Earthshot Prize 'Launchpad' venture. It is a new on-line matchmaking platform for Earthshot tasks which may be accessed by buyers and philanthropists trying to co-invest and collaborate on environmental concepts. Kensington Palace mentioned that since 2021, the Earthshot Prize has awarded £15million of prize cash and the community has helped unlock £50million of assist through its community, for the 45 winners and finalists. Additionally on Monday, Camilla and William are to attend the annual Commonwealth Day service, joined by remaining members of the slimmed-down monarchy. With the King and Kate away from public-facing duties, the remainder of the establishment's working royals will collect in drive at Westminster Abbey.

Royal knowledgeable Richard Fitzwilliams was joined by royal followers in displaying their delight at seeing the Mom's Day picture of Kate Camilla and William will probably be accompanied by Edward, Sophie and Anne together with the Duke and Duchess of Gloucester and the Duke of Kent. A pre-recorded video message from Head of the Commonwealth, Charles, who's present process therapy for most cancers, will probably be performed throughout the service this yr, Buckingham Palace mentioned. The annual celebration will draw on the theme of resilience - at a time when the royal household has confronted a barrage of well being troubles. However the service will deal with tales of environmental resilience and marine sustainability, via performances representing the 5 areas of the Commonwealth. William's look on the televised occasion - a key a part of the royal calendar - alongside Camilla comes after he pulled out of attending his godfather King Constantine of Greece's memorial service final week on the final minute resulting from an undisclosed private matter. Read the full article

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[8054yamato]

12/30/2023

OH MY GOD IT FINALLY HAPPENED. I WOKE UP AT 5:00AM WITH GOOD HOURS OF SLEEP. I DO NOT EVEN REMEMBER WHAT TIME I SLEPT, BUT I THINK IT WAS AT LIKE 10:00 LAST NIGHT AND NOW IT IS 7:48. I HAD A GOOD 7~ HOURS OF SLEEP.

I could not follow through my plans yesterday because I had woke up far too late (like 3:00PM). I will follow it up today though! It is especially nice because it is damp and it had just rained where I live. It might even rain later and I have absolutely no problem with that! I love when it rains.

Haha just kidding I just checked. It will not rain until like 2:00PM so I will probably leave at 1:00PM just to experience the rain an hour later. It will be unfortunate how I will not be able to study outside. I will just have to settle for a library unfortunately. After I get my electronics charged and have my day planned, I will venture forward into my city. It is currently 13 degrees celcius or 55 degrees fahrenheit.

Speaking of fahrenheit, the book Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury is an interesting one. It is a novel created in 1953 which I just Googled for that information just now (I actually thought it was later than that), and it surprisingly aligns modern day society. I highly suggest reading it.

Anyway, too many people in modern America, primarily and mostly in the millennial and younger generations, wants to make out that America is in a dystopian world. While it is true that great injustice and suffering runs amok nationwide, it is also true that this country is superior to majority of the countries today. We are living it good but the people complaining want more. Beyond wages, beyond taxes and all the shit like that, they want to create a utopia from within. They want a world where nobody is offended and is accepted for whoever and whatever they are at the expense of offending anybody who agrees otherwise by calling them a bigot, racist, oppressor, and labels of that negative nature.

This is why I mentioned Fahrenheit 451 earlier. What was once considered an uncanny and eerie world with a seemingly innocent goal is being forwarded as a standard moving forward as a society. There are videos of Great Britain flags being torn down for the LGBT+ flag. It is astonishing how these once dominant countries are putting down their pride and history for the sake of pleasing "minorities" in illusion.

Obviously no firefighters are burning down every single book in the world in a literal sense. But, rather than books, take those books and put them the variable under x. Then, think of x as anything that may attack or offend people's feelings. Now Fahrenheit 551 perfectly describes modern society. Governements are getting involved, the general public is going with the flow, and is afraid of speaking their voices. The ones who do are shunned from society and live on the outskirts.

I am rambling too much so I will end it here. I still have not went out to charge my phone and airpods. I still have not taken my morning shower and have to do my entire hair routine today (hooray!). I hate having long hair because it is a lot of work that I do not want to do. At the same time, I love my long hair because what other guy is rocking long hair the size of mine? I am sure there is many but I am definitely in the 0.1% percentile.

I AM RAMBLING AGAIN I WILL STOP HERE. RIGHT NOW. I WILL STOP TYPING NOW. BYE.

[drwilfredwaterson]

Sorting Through Love and Hate, Truth and Lies, Being Cherished and Blessed or A 5 Generation Curse: Freewill Choices Have Nanosecond Returns on Investment. What Will You Sow? What Will You and Your Children Harvest for 5 Generations or A Thousand? Part 11/20.

"There are so many different ways that someone can be beautiful. For me, I think that when I meet someone and there's that magical thing about them that makes them unforgettable, it's that they're sincere and honest and whoever they are, be that funny, happy, sad, you know, going through a rough time, sarcastic, I think that these personality traits that come through when somebody is really sincere is what makes them beautiful." - Taylor Swift

August's rare Super Blue Moon, the biggest full moon of 2023, rises this week

By Joe Rao Space.com Wednesday's moon might still appear enormous, but for a different reason. On Wednesday, Aug. 30, you'll no doubt hear the mainstream media proclaiming that on that night we will have an opportunity to witness a "supermoon." It's a term, or more specifically, a branding, of relatively recent origin. It originated not from astronomy, but astrology; first coined by an astrologer, who arbitrarily defined it as "a full moon which occurs with the moon at or near (within 90-percent of) its closest approach to Earth in a given orbit (perigee)."

Indeed, at 12 noon ET on that fifth Wednesday of August, the moon will arrive at perigee, its closest point in its orbit relative to Earth at 221,942 miles (357,181 km) away. And 9 hours and 36 minutes later, the moon will officially turn full. Although a full moon theoretically lasts just a moment, that moment is imperceptible to ordinary observation, and for a day or so before and after, most will speak of seeing the nearly full moon as "full": The shaded strip is so narrow, and changing in apparent width so slowly, that it is hard for the naked eye to tell whether it's present or which side it is.

And in addition to its "supermoon" status, this particular full moon will be the second to occur in the month of August, the first having occurred on Aug. 1. As a result, the second full moon of August on the 30th, will be also branded as a "Blue" moon. So, for what it's worth, what we'll have will be a "Super Blue Moon." However, unless there is some unusual atmospheric condition present such as airborne dust, ash or smoke, the moon will not appear blue but its normal yellow-white self. Nonetheless, thanks to mainstream media hyperbole, many will likely look forward to getting a view of this big late summer moon. https://www.space.com/biggest-full-moon-of-2023

Taylor Swift - Begin Again (Taylor's Version) (Lyric Video)

Published: November 11, 2021 (315th day) Duration: 3:59 (239 seconds) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXNZaHuKWNA dXNZaHuKWNA aadhknnuwxz 1+1+4+8+10+40+40+200+900+300+500=2004. 2004+239=2243. 2243+315=2558.

Strong's Concordance #2558 chomets: vinegar Original Word: חֹמֶץ

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Pages 1494, 1495 and 1496: Psalm 69:7 Let those who look to You, O Lord, God of hosts, not be disappointed on my account; let those who seek You, O God of Israel, not be shamed because of me. Psalm 69:8 It is for Your sake that I have been reviled, that shame covers my face; Psalm 69:9 I am a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my kin. Psalm 69:10 My zeal for Your house has been my undoing; the reproaches of those who revile You have fallen upon me. Psalm 69:11 When I wept and fasted, I was reviled for it. Psalm 69:12 I made sackcloth my garment; I became a byword among them. Psalm 69:13 Those who sit in the gate talk about me; I am the taunt of drunkards. Psalm 69:14 As for me, may my prayer come to You, O Lord, at a favorable moment; O God, in Your abundant faithfulness, answer me with Your sure deliverance. Psalm 69:15 Rescue me from the mire; let me not sink; let me be rescued from my enemies, and from the watery depths. Psalm 69:16 Let the floodwaters not sweep me away; let the deep not swallow me; let the mouth of the Pit not close over me. Psalm 69:17 Answer me, O Lord, according to Your great steadfastness; in accordance with Your abundant mercy turn to me; Psalm 69:18 do not hide Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress; answer me quickly. Psalm 69:19 Come near to me and redeem me; free me from my enemies. Psalm 69:20 You know my reproach, my shame, my disgrace; You are aware of all my foes. Psalm 69:21 Reproach breaks my heart, I am in despair; I hope for consolation, but there is none, for comforters, but find none. Psalm 69:22 They give me gall for food, vinegar to quench my thirst. Psalm 69:23 May their table be a trap for them, a snare for their allies. Psalm 69:24 May their eyes grow dim so that they cannot see; may their loins collapse continually. Psalm 69:25 Pour out Your wrath on them; may Your blazing anger overtake them; Psalm 69:26 may their encampments be desolate; may their tents stand empty. Psalm 69:27 For they persecute those You have struck; they talk about the pain of those You have felled. Psalm 69:28 Add that to their guilt; let them have no share of Your beneficence; Psalm 69:29 may they be erased from the book of life, and not be inscribed with the righteous. Psalm 69:30 But I am lowly and in pain; Your help, O God, keeps me safe. Psalm 69:31 I will extol God's name with song, and exalt Him with praise.

Mark 15:32 Let this Messiah, this king of Israel, come down now from the cross, that we may see and believe.” Those crucified with him also heaped insults on him. Mark 15:33 At noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. Mark 15:34 And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”). Mark 15:35 When some of those standing near heard this, they said, “Listen, he’s calling Elijah.” Mark 15:36 Someone ran, filled a sponge with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink. “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Elijah comes to take him down,” he said. Mark 15:37 With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Pages 1435 and 1436: Psalm 22:14 They open their mouths at me like tearing, roaring lions. Psalm 22:15 My life ebbs away: all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me; Psalm 22:16 my vigor dries up like a shard; my tongue cleaves to my palate; You commit me to the dust of death. Psalm 22:17 Dogs surround me; a pack of evil ones closes in on me, like lions [they maul] my hands and feet. Psalm 22:18 I take count of all my bones while they look on and gloat. Psalm 22:19 They divide my clothes among themselves, casting lots for my garments.

Mark 15:43 Joseph of Arimathea took a risk and went to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body. (Joseph was an honored member of the high council, and he was waiting for the Kingdom of God to come.) Mark 15:46 Joseph bought a long sheet of linen cloth. Then he took Jesus’ body down from the cross, wrapped it in the cloth, and laid it in a tomb that had been carved out of the rock. Then he rolled a stone in front of the entrance. Mark 15:47 Mary Magdalene and Mary the mother of Joseph saw where Jesus’ body was laid. Mark 16:1 Saturday evening, when the Sabbath ended, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome went out and purchased burial spices so they could anoint Jesus’ body.

Fibonacci Sequence: 8, 13: Taylor Swift - Cruel Summer

Published: August 22, 2019 (234th day) Duration: 3:00 (180 seconds) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ic8j13piAhQ ic8j13piAhQ icjpiAhQ achiijpq 1+3+8+9+9+600+60+70=760. 760+8+13=781. 781+180=961. 961+234=1195.

Strong's Concordance #1195 Baana: The same as Ba'anah; Banana; with anah through the idea of looking down or browbeating); to depress literally or figuratively, abase self, affliction, chasten self, deal hardly with, defile, exercise, force, gentleness, humble (self), hurt, ravish, submit self, weaken; the name of several Israelites. Original Word: בַּעֲנָא

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The Covid Timetable

I write about Covid-19 because it’s not gone. With autism it’s not easy to navigate the pandemic. It is still a relatively new virus, which we're being told we're going to have to live with and which we're constantly learning more about it.

Very little explanations

In the early days of the pandemic, there wasn't much explanation from the UK government about the virus or what it exactly meant, or what the repercussions would be, just a lot of scaremongery and being told to roll up our sleeves. I remember running scared with little explanation and us being coerced into taking the vaccine, whether it was right for us or not.

I needed to know more, to understand

I needed to know more about the vaccine, to understand, it was overwhelming. The UK governments Pandemic 'Press Conferences' did little to help me understand, to make decisions, to feel comfortable in the pandemic, let alone in my own skin and with a disability. I also wanted to know what taking the vaccine meant for those with a disability, how I might fare.

Instead, I was left with more anxiety

Instead, I was left with more anxiety and didn't feel comfortable going out, particularly in the weeks and months that followed. Its handling was appalling. Three years in and my anxiety is still sky high. Having written a book about my experiences, called Survival: The Covid Years, I feel much better about everything, but I am still learning.

I thought I’d outline the timeline of a typical Covid-19 infection when people are most contagious, and how long people can expect symptoms to typically last.

Covid Symptoms

The most common symptoms are a high temperature, a new continuous cough and a loss or change to your sense of smell or taste. Public Health England say about 8 in 10 people with Covid-19 will have at least one of these three symptoms. Other common symptoms include breathlessness, tiredness and aches and pains.

We have also learnt that many people have no symptoms at all. It is estimated that up to 1 in 5 of us with the virus have no symptoms.

How long before Covid symptoms start?

The time between getting infected with a disease and starting symptoms can vary between 2 and 14 days but the average time before showing symptoms is thought to be 5 days.

How soon after exposure to Covid can I be tested?

Even though testing is finished, if you’ve been in contact with someone who’s tested positive or who symptoms, you might want to take a test see if you have Covid-19 too. A negative test proves that you do not have Covid-19 on the day of the test but it doesn’t mean you can’t develop it later. As incubation periods vary, it is possible to get tested too early after exposure.

How long do Covid symptoms last?

Several studies suggest that the majority of people recover from Covid-19 within 2 weeks, but that 1 in 10 people will still have symptoms after three weeks. I still had symptoms after 6 weeks.

People with severe Covid-19 symptoms typically follow a pattern which begins with a high temperature and cough in the first couple of days. This cough then develops into severe respiratory symptoms around a week after their symptoms have started.

How long are you contagious with Covid?

A recent study has found that people are most likely to pass on Covid-19 during the 5 days of symptoms starting. The study found that the amount of active virus in people’s throats peaked in the first 5 days from symptoms starting. No active virus was found after 9 days of symptoms starting, so it’s likely that the majority of these people would not be very infectious beyond those 9 days.

Post Covid symptoms

For some people, Covid-19 can cause symptoms which last weeks or months after the infection has gone. This is known as long Covid. There seems to be no link between how poorly people are and their chances of experiencing Long-Covid.

Common symptoms of long COVID include:

• Fatigue; • Shortness of breath; • Tight chest; • Problems with memory and/or concentration; • Insomnia; • Heart palpitations; • Dizziness; • Aches and pains; • Anxiety; • Depression.

Some people also experience some of the symptoms associated with the Covid-19 infection, such as, a high temperature, cough, headaches, sore throat, and changes to sense of smell or taste. (Source: https://onlinedoctor.lloydspharmacy.com)

My personal experience

I mentally continue to struggle in the pandemic. The virus isn’t gone, and the world is living as if the virus doesn’t exist. If the UK government were taking the virus seriously, they would continue to insist masks be worn in public place, which means the vulnerable could get back into their lives.

In December 2022, I caught Covid for the first time and it took me 6 weeks to come through the virus, but still had some of its symptoms. I then went into a cough and flu virus which was making the rounds at the time.

The more we accept Covid is here to stay, which is what scientists have said, the more we may routinely wear masks. Where the virus has been compared to a cold, scientists have said it’s nothing like a cold, therefore we should continue with the necessary precautionary measures.

For more inspirational, lifestyle blogs, please check out my site https://www.thecpdiary.com

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How do I do SEO for a website?

A question that most webmasters ask today is How do I SEO my website?

SEO is the method of promoting your site to rank in search engine results to attract more targeted leads interested in your niche.

Search engines play a vital role on the Internet and consumers use them every day to access the information they need. Internet users search online to discover relevant information on any topic. If you want these users to discover your site, you need to optimize it to help them find it faster.

SEO is not just about using suitable keywords in the architecture and design of a site. It also includes quality link building to improve search engine rankings. In the past, search engines were very strict when it came to linking building and many webmasters suffered from poor search engine rankings due to a large number of broken links. Actually, this problem was due to poor user experience and poor search engine optimization practices.

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Most of the new SEO techniques were based on the concept of search engine optimization and search engine marketing. These concepts still form the basis of how SEO works today. Search engine optimization techniques are not only easy to learn and use, but they are also easy to implement on a site. However, if a business wants to enjoy higher organic traffic and have a better reputation online, an SEO audit should be performed.

SEO is defined as the actions aimed at improving the visibility of a website in search engines, in a natural way, applying various optimization tasks. It is, therefore, an enormously important discipline within the digital marketing strategy of any company, as it will determine its visibility on the Internet.

In general, the traffic of our website will be proportional to the position it occupies in search engines ...

Or put another way, the more optimization you do on your website for search engines, the more traffic you will generate.

Why SEO my website?

I leave you 5 points with which you will understand much better why SEO is so important:

When Internet users look for information, services, or products to buy, 8 out of 10 trust search engines, it is not simple navigation.

The 85% of these sailors do not click on paid links (ads)

63% of the links are naturally at the top of the search engines, getting clicks.

Being found naturally at the top (due to SEO, not paying) converts 30% higher (= money brings 30% more).

In the last year, the costs of PPC (pay per click) have grown by 37%, and are on the rise due to the high demand they have.

In conclusion, this SEO (web positioning) strategy provides search engines with the power to better find and classify the content of your website, so that your potential customers can find it on Google through a search.

Now knowing the importance of search engine optimization, I am going to tell you how you can carry out your first SEO campaign.

# 1 Know what a keyword is a keyword in SEO

The first thing you have to know is that if there is no keyword research, there is no SEO. DO NOT FORGET!

Why? Well, because keywords are the cornerstones of any SEO campaign. Let's dig a little deeper into the subject:

What is a keyword for SEO?

It is a word that users type in search engines to search for products, services, or information.

For example, if you are looking for this web positioning guide, you will search for it by putting "How to do SEO to my web page?" "do SEO to my website", and not putting the entire title, right? Well, that means that "do" and "my web page" are keywords of my publication, and that I have to enhance them if I want to position myself naturally in the first positions of the search engines. Then there is the fight for those keywords by my competition, it is not the same to position the word "car" or "recipe" as the word "fork" or "spoon".

# 2 Study your website

In the study phase of your web page, you have to study the source code of the web (a bit tedious if you are not a programmer), paying attention to those parts that may make it difficult for search engines to index your web page, and it will have to be modified in order to improve said indexing. If you are not an expert in programming, you can ask a friend or family member for help, surely you will find someone to support you

You have to try that:

The page is semantically as descriptive as possible

Choose very well the keywords that we want to position

The contents are specific to the website

Update content frequently

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[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Get Me to the Church on Time Pt. 5

Series Summary: It's Dean and Julie's wedding day. What could go wrong?

Chapter Summary: Time for the honeymoon.

Series Warnings/Explicit 18+: Some show level violence, eventual smut, fluff, smidge of angst. Chapters will have individual warnings.

Chapter Warnings: Here be the smut! Unprotected PinV Sex, oral (f receiving) fingering, beginnings of a hand job, kind of semi-public sex, tiniest hint of a praise kink if you squint. Also lots of fluff.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x OFC (Julie)

Word Count: 2,762

**I sincerely apologize for putting this series up a second time. For some bizarro reason, Tumblr won't let me edit them, and they don't open properly when I click on them, it's being a giant pain, so I'm hoping if I repost them, I can change what I need and fix the problem. 🤞🏼🤞🏼**

A/N: Dean and Julie are back! Each part will vary between 500+ and 2000+ words. I will be releasing all the parts today, September 15th, as part of my 1K follower celebration! 😊💓

The parts will be released as follows:

Part 1 - 8:00 AM

Part 2 - 10:00 AM

Part 3 - 12:00 PM

Part 4 - 3:00 PM

Part 5 - 6:00 PM ||

*Times are all based on CST*

A/N 2: So, as I stated this mini-series is part of my 1K followers celebration. For the celebration I asked people to send in gif prompts, or requests for me to write, all of which would be posted on my birthday, which is TODAY! 🎉

I only ended up with 6 prompts/requests, so I thought I would mix the prompts in with my own ideas, and I decided to write this little mini-series as well as a (hopefully) special surprise for those who enjoyed Dean and Julie in Green is My Favorite Color.

At 7:00 PM, I will post my last fic for the celebration, the first chapter of my sequel series, I Will Find You in the Dark!

Hope you enjoy my contributions for the day! 😘😘

This will also fulfill my Writing Prompt: Write about a car ride.

Both beautiful text dividers, below and at the bottom, were created by @talesmaniac89. 💓 Title card was designed by me.

The group swarmed around them, pulling them apart and hugging and congratulating them both.

It was the best day of Julie's life, bar none. Within a few minutes, the pews in the church had been pushed aside to make room for dancing, celebrating, and the general idiocy typical of wedding receptions.

Like magical elves, Jody and Charlie produced delicious food and drinks, from out of nowhere, and Julie hugged them tightly.

"Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you here." She gushed, incapable of keeping tears from her eyes. The three women shared more hugs and cheek kisses, before Dean found his way back to Julie's side and claimed her attention.

As they enjoyed the food and good company, most of the hunters who'd left, returned now that their duties were done, and a couple brought more friends to the party, so there was a decent group present to celebrate their marriage. The night was filled with laughter and music blaring over the PA.

At one point in the evening, Dean told Sam to find "Brown-Eyed Girl" by Van Morrison on his phone, and as the song started, he pulled Julie to her feet for their first dance.

Surprised and thrilled, she clung to Dean and laughed tearfully again, as the whole group joined in on the chorus. Towards the end of the song, others joined them on the makeshift dance floor, and with the focus off of them, Dean pulled Julie flush with his body and sang softly into her ear.

Making love in the green grass

Behind the stadium with you

My brown-eyed girl

You, my brown-eyed girl

The world seemed to narrow to just the two of them and Julie swore to never forget the perfection of this moment.

As the night wore on, the party slowed down, and everyone sat, just chatting in groups, occasionally someone's story would pull the attention of the whole group and they'd all listen in to tales of hunters' adventures. For everyone there, it was a peaceful, happy lull in their otherwise busy, dangerous lives, and they treasured it.

Julie spent most of the evening sitting in Dean's lap, cuddled into his chest with his arms wrapped loosely around her. He had his hands on her constantly, running his fingers through her long hair, or gliding up and down her arms, or squeezing her knee with his big callused hand.

Every touch was a tiny preview of what was to come; he warmed her skin everywhere his fingers pressed, and she relished the anticipation.

As the evening moved into night, the old church became chilly and Julie shivered from something more than just Dean's roaming hands.

Dean held her tighter. "Are you cold?" He asked, pulling his suit jacket from beside him on the pew and wrapping it around her shoulders. He'd long ago abandoned his coat and tie.

Julie nodded as she snuggled into the jacket and into him. "A little."

"Yep, there you go again," Dean teased, "stealing my jacket. Shoulda put that in the vows - 'I promise to always provide you with jackets'."

Julie laughed. "I can't help it, your jackets are cozier than mine." She inhaled deeply. "And they smell like you."

Dean's eyes darkened and he kissed the top of her head and then her lips, ever so gently.

In the deepest, most seductive voice Julie had ever heard, he pressed his lips to the shell of her ear and asked. "What do you say, Mrs Winchester, time to get outta here?"

Julie shivered and then looked up at him through her lashes. "What do you have in mind, Mr. Winchester?"

Dean bit into his bottom lip before speaking in a tone full of innuendo. "Wanna go for a ride?"

Julie answered with a wicked grin. "Well that is a very leading question, sir."

The "sir" brought on a low growl from Dean. "Mmm...yeah it is, and I know exactly where it's leading me."

Suddenly he sprang to his feet, tossing Julie over his shoulder like a sack of flour. She squealed loudly, holding down the back of her skirt, as the guests started laughing, having been jolted out of their quiet conversations.

Dean called out to the group. "'Okay, that's it - time for our honeymoon now so, adios!"

Julie squealed some more and laughed as she pounded his back, until Dean flipped her around so he was carrying her in a much more appropriate bridal style.

Everyone clamored around them, saying their goodbyes and more congratulations. The wedding party pulled out the salt rounds they had set aside for this moment and cracked them open, showering the departing couple with salt.

They were sent from the church with all good wishes and endless love from their friends and found family.

Dean put Julie in the passenger seat before climbing in to the driver's side. As soon as he was settled behind the wheel, however, he pulled Julie unceremoniously into his lap, making her gasp loudly.  He started the car, and peeled out of the church parking lot.

Julie laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "This is so illegal and dangerous." She said without really caring.

With one hand on the wheel, Dean tucked Julie closer to his body. "Nah! Baby's a tank." He rubbed the wheel affectionately with his thumb. "She won't let anything hurt us."

They drove through the darkness, for over an hour, talking about the day, how awful the fight with the demons had been, but how wonderful everything had ended up. They laughed together and sang along to the radio when they liked the song. It was a fantastic start to their married life.

But finally Dean could no longer take the gentle torture of Julie all soft and eager in his arms, pressing kisses to his neck, her sweet, round ass bouncing against his hardening cock with every bump in the highway.

At the very next rest stop he came to, he pulled over to the little open area on the side of the highway, incredibly grateful to see they'd be alone. An audience wouldn't have stopped him, but this way they could leave discretion behind.

"What are we stopping for?" Julie asked, wide, brown eyes pretending innocence.

Dean turned off the ignition and lifted Julie so she was straddling him, knees on either side of his thighs, sinking into the soft leather seats. She balanced herself with her hands on his shoulders, and Dean's hands spanned her waist before running up her back.

"I thought I'd take you out of this pretty little, virginal, white dress." He said, voice husky with desire.

Julie affected a little pout. "Don't you like it?"

Dean moaned long and silky as he ran his rough hands up under the hem of the dress and over her bare thighs, before finding and squeezing the globes of her ass firmly.

"I like it...a lot." He said in between kissing the soft skin just above the neckline of her dress.

"But..." He slid his hand forward along the crease of her thigh until he found her ruined panties and pushed past them to slide two thick fingers inside her. "I know for a fact that the virginal white part is a lie."

She bunched his shirt up in her fists and threw her head back as he slowly pumped in and out of her. Her voice was high-pitched and breathless as she rode his hand. "Well, whose fault is that?"

Dean chuckled as he laid her down on the front seat and slid down the zipper on the side of her dress. "All mine, sweetheart. It's all mine."

He pulled the dress off and laid it gently in the back seat so it wouldn't be ruined. Then he slowly released the many small hooks along the front of the lacy, half corset thing she'd been wearing beneath the dress so she didn't need a bra.

She sighed with relief as the last hook popped the garment open. Dean tutted and shook his head as he saw the long, red lines the wired underthing had left on her pale skin.

He kissed all along the marks, his soft lips sliding across her skin and his tongue laving soothingly across the redness. He reached her right breast and captured her nipple in his teeth.

She moaned raggedly, pushing her hands into his hair. He then pulled the flesh of her breast between his plump lips, drawing deeply. He raised his hand and palmed her other breast, kneading it roughly before placing soft kisses along the valley of her breasts, trailing them down her torso.

"You're so perfect, Jules, so soft, so..." He reached the waistband of her panties and nipped her skin there. "You're just so fucking hot."

He yanked down her panties. "And I need to taste you so badly."

He pushed her legs open, one of them bracing against the floor of the car and the other bent over Dean's shoulder. He contorted his body slightly in the confines of the car, and lifted her hips towards him as though she was the most decadent meal.

He breathed in her scent deeply before burying his face in her heat, sucking and licking, and making her squirm against his hold, simultaneously desperate for more, while also trying to catch her breath and get a break from the blinding pleasure he was delivering.

But Dean held her tight against his mouth, refusing to give up the delicacy of her sweet and tangy juices. He nibbled lightly on her clit, running his teeth feather light over the hard nub and Julie reared up off the seat, digging her heel into his back in a bid to get closer to his mouth.

Dean gave her what she needed, dipping his tongue into her entrance a half dozen times before she screamed and came, shuddering wildly against his mouth.

Dean took her leg from over his shoulder and set it on the seat, as he moved up to lay over her. The air was cool, and her skin was covered in gooseflesh. Bracing himself on his elbow, Dean ran his right hand down Julie's body.

"Are you cold again, sweetheart?" Julie nodded, still breathless and fuzzy-headed.

Dean chuckled softly. "Well, you're laying on my jacket, so I'll have to warm you up another way." He said as he rose to his knees and stripped off his white button down.

Julie sighed with pleasure as she reached up to run her hands across the broad, thick muscles of his torso, her fingernails scraping softly through the light-colored trail of hair that dipped below his waistband.

She unbuckled his belt and undid the button on his pants, rubbing him through his underwear. Dean's breath caught in his throat and he put his hand on Julie's, curling her fingers tighter around his cock.

"Uhn, fuck." Dean groaned and Julie was encouraged to pull down his pants and underwear, letting his rock hard dick spring out. She gripped him in her hand and he was so thick she could barely close her fingers around him.

She pumped her hand up and down a few times, loving the silky, hot feel of his skin. She let go of him for a moment, dipping her fingers into the slick that pooled between her thighs and using her wetness as lubrication as she pumped him harder and faster.

Dean let out a groan that turned into a growl as she squeezed the head of his shaft and ran her thumb across his wet slit. He bucked hard into her hand before he grabbed her wrist to pull her hand away.

He moved over her again, pinning down the wrist he still held, above her head.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he whispered hot and rough against the side of her neck, "I wanna bury myself in you completely, come inside you so deep, and if you keep touching me, I'm just gonna spill all over your hand like a horny teenager."

Julie giggled breathlessly as he sucked on her pulse point and then trailed his fingertips back down her body, sinking two fingers into her cunt and scissoring her open, getting her ready for him.

She cried out in ecstasy as the rough pads of his fingers found her sweet spot and swept across it.

"Dean, oh god, please! Need it, please fuck!" She chanted nonsensically.

"What do you need, sweetheart, tell me?" Dean encouraged as he pressed harder on the spongey spot inside her, taking her to the edge before pulling back, and making her whimper with need.

"Please, you. Please." She said, arching her back, chasing his fingers.

But in spite of his straining, leaking cock, Dean wouldn't relent until she told him.

"Use your words, Jules, what do you need? Open your eyes and tell me."

Julie opened her eyes and looked at him and he almost came on the spot from the look of tortured bliss in her eyes.

Her voice was hoarse with wanting him. "I need you to fill me up, pound into me, pour into me." She reached down and dug her nails into his plump ass, pushing him towards her. "And I need it now. Fuck Dean! Now!" She demanded hooking both her legs around the back of his thighs and pushing again.

He grunted rough as he lined himself up at her entrance. "Good girl." He praised her before slamming into her in one long, hard stroke.

Julie groaned deliciously and Dean began flicking his tongue over her pert nipples and rubbing his middle finger in tight circles against her clit.

He slowed down his thrusts wanting to make the moment last as long as possible. It was their first time making love as a married couple and there was something magical about it to Dean. He'd never admit it, but watching Julie open her body to him, pull him in deep, seeing the intense pleasure sweep across her face made his chest tighten and moisture gather in his eyes.

She was just so beautiful. And she was his; she'd promised to be his forever.

He shifted his hand from where it gripped her wrist, and instead grabbed her hand, entwining his fingers with hers. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and rocked his hips against her.

With every thrust, his pelvic bone rubbed deliciously against her clit and Julie let out small sighs and groans, desperately kneading the muscles in his back with her free hand.

Dean gripped Julie's hand tightly, squeezing her fingers and groaning into her neck as she clenched around his cock, coming hard and scratching her nails down his back.

He slammed home with one more thrust before cursing loudly and spilling hot and deep inside her, her name repeating on his lips.

With his heart hammering hard against his ribs, he rolled them so that they faced each other. He tucked Julie up against the back of the seat, wrapping his leg over hers and pulling his jacket around her shoulders so she wouldn't get too cold, while he held her.

He wasn't ready to let go of her just yet.

He looked down at her face as her breathing slowed and saw her eyelashes were wet with tears.

"Jules?" He asked, wiping his thumb across her damp cheek.

She opened her eyes and caught his gaze, and the love pouring from her warm amber eyes humbled him completely. She reached her hand up and ran her fingertips along his brow bone, down over his nose, along the sensual curve of his lip.

"I'm good." She whispered. "I just love you so much, and I'm so happy."

Dean kissed her fingertips and then pulled them away so he could kiss first her eyelids and then her mouth. "Me too, Jules. I'm so good."

He kissed her again. "I love you." He whispered against her lips. "And that's never gonna change. No matter what's ahead of us, I need you to know that. I mean, know it in your soul."

Julie nodded and new tears fell. "I need you to know the same. I will always love you, and I'll always want to be your wife."

Dean smiled. "Even when I break my vow and throw my clothes on the floor?" He said teasingly to keep his own tears at bay.

Julie smiled warmly, aware of what he was doing. She kissed him chastely and wrapped her arms around him tightly.

"Even then. Always."

1 - Jensen RPF + Any/All characters Jensen plays.

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3 - Any/All Fics (regardless of fandom/character.)

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4 - Everything (includes fan vid/DOOL edits as well)

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Arizal, Recordkeeping, and the World of Maktaba [Part 1]

Via Rooster Teeth's website, featuring Arizal in her school uniform (based on those worn in the Philippines) in her room.

What if I told you that an Austin, Texas, animation studio is currently streaming a show about a 16-year-old Filipina who wants to be a record keeper? You might scoff and laugh, declaring that no such show exists. In fact, the show is real and is named Recorded by Arizal. Originally named Record Keeper, before the name was changed to avoid copyright issues, [1] all four of the show’s prelude episodes were posted on YouTube [2] and on the studio’s website in July and August of this year. [3]

The show’s creator, Yssa Badiola, has posted three additional videos to give a behind-the-scenes look at the show itself, [4] and a panel on September 21, 2020, with Badiola and others working on the show. The studio is Rooster Teeth, a subsidiary of WarnerMedia’s Otter Media, which has produced animations such as RWBY, gen:LOCK, and Red vs. Blue. [5] Although Recorded by Arizal does not feature archives as institutions or physical spaces like in Tom Clancy’s The Division 2 or Star Wars: Episode VIII The Last Jedi, the show has archival themes. If the show gets a proper season, as Badiola hopes, then these themes can be expanded upon.

Reprinted from my Wading Through the Cultural Stacks WordPress blog. Originally published on Sept. 30, 2020. Originally published on The American Archivist Reviews Portal on the same day. Thanks to Ms. Bethany Anderson for her help in the process!

The show’s overachieving protagonist is Arizal, who is voiced by Filipina-American actress Christine Marie Cabanos, lives in the far-flung futuristic city of Maktaba with her aunt, uncle, and cousin (a college student), away from her homeland in Yaman. She has a dream to be a record keeper (known as “keeper” for short). In this role, she will travel across the world, trying to document it for those within the city of Maktaba with the records she collects and creates. In all of the prelude episodes, she composes a series of vlogs during summer vacation as an extra credit assignment and as part of her formal application to become a keeper. She learns more about herself as she attempts to pursue this career, a lifelong dream for her, even if she hasn’t figured out why she wants to be a keeper in the first place. [6] While Recorded by Arizal is mainly a coming-of-age story, Badiola noted on Reddit that one of the main driving themes is “the discussion of record keeping and learning.” [7]

In the first episode of the show’s prelude, Log i, Arizal explains that keepers are citizens of Maktaba who, “add to the global archive by exploring the world,” go to new places, meet new people, and record their progress along the way for “the history of humanity.” At the same time, she struggles to explain why she wants to be a keeper, saying she became interested when her childhood friends Rizella and Lia joined her by having the same dream. She also says she is most proud of her room and calls it a “nice representation” of herself.

This episode supplies the clearest definition of a keeper in the show. Keepers are curators, guardians, protectors, custodians, caretakers, or guards who visually lay hold onto something, like records, similar to roles that archivists have. [8] This is why the International Council on Archives and archival scholars like Alan Bell, Caroline Brown, Terry Eastwood, and Terry Cook have stated that the words recordkeeper and archivist are synonyms. [9] After all, archivists are more than what Webster’s New World College Dictionary defines: people in charge of archives where public records and documents are kept. [10] Additionally, the word “maktaba,” means library or place of study in Arabic, [11] showing the attention to detail in the show to historical and cultural concepts.

© 2022 Burkely Hermann. All rights reserved.

Notes

[1] Yssa Badiola (@dearbassy), “Went thru a name change! It is now considered “Recorded By Arizal” :),” Twitter post, July 1, 2020,  https://twitter.com/dearbassy/status/1278452904588914690.

[2] “Recorded by Arizal,” Rooster Teeth Animation, YouTube, last modified July 31, 2020, https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2vBnPCQT4WLwauEGe--oESZusgQNjPge.

[3] “Recorded by Arizal,” Rooster Teeth, accessed September 27, 2020, https://roosterteeth.com/series/recorded-by-arizal.

[4] “Recorded by Yssa,” Rooster Teeth Animation, YouTube, last modified August 31, 2020,  https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2vBnPCQT4WJFhi5lJKMillt5TQQbRgvG.

[5] “About,” Rooster Teeth, accessed September 27, 2020, https://roosterteeth.com/about; David Bloom, “Rooster Teeth, New GM Levin Take Bite Out Of Pandemic With 10th-Year, 10-Day RTX At Home,” Forbes, September 23, 2020, https://www.forbes.com/sites/dbloom/2020/09/23/rooster-teeth-takes-bite-out-of-pandemic-with-10th-year-10-day-rtx-virtual-gathering/#6b919dcf31a1

[6] Yssa Badiola, “A Look at Recorded By Arizal with creator Yssa Badiola,” interview by Sagebzzzzn, Rooster Teeth, July 10, 2020, https://blog.roosterteeth.com/a-look-at-recorded-by-arizal/

[7] “Recorded by Yssa: The Team - Vlog #1,” Reddit, accessed September 27, 2020, https://old.reddit.com/r/RecordedByArizal/comments/hse1wv/recorded_by_yssa_the_team_vlog_1/

[8] Glynnis Chantrell, The Oxford Dictionary of Word Histories (New York: Oxford University, 2002), 288; Michael Agnes, Webster’s New World College Dictionary (New York: Simon & Schuster, 2007), 783.

[9] Alan Bell and Caroline Brown, The Recordkeeper’s Bookshelf (Dundee, UK: Centre of Archive and Information Studies, 2013), 8, 23, 37, 62, 65, 67, 77, 84, and 98; Terry Eastwood, “A Contested Realm: The Nature of Archives and the Orientation of Archival Science,” in Currents of Archival Thinking, ed. Terry Eastwood and Heather MacNeil (Santa Barbara, Calif: Libraries Unlimited, 2017), 21; Terry Cook, “Evidence, memory, identity, and community: four shifting archival paradigms,” Archival Science 13 (June 2002): 12; Terry Cook, “Macro-appraisal and functional analysis: documenting governance rather than government,” Journal of the Society of Archivists 25, no. 1 (August 2006): 7, 17

[10] Agnes, Webster’s New World College Dictionary, 73-4.

[11] M.S. Asimov and Clifford Edmund Bosworth, The Age of Achievement: Vol. 4 (Delhi: Motilal Banarsidass, 1999), 34-5; “Maktaba,” Wiktionary, Wikimedia Foundation, accessed September 27, 2020, https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/maktaba.

#filipina #asian woman #rooster teeth #recorded by arizal #reddit #archives #definitions #archival studies #archival science #animation #recordkeepers #youtube

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kole — 10/14/2022 experiment: i will block tumblr & bar myself from using it for the next 3 days

kole — 10/14/2022 i don't expect this to drastically improve my quality of life, but am moreso approaching it with a... sort-of-inquisitve "i wonder what will happen"-type posture - whether it will actively encourage me to shift my personal writings onto a more private medium, whether tumblr has had some sort of adverse, invisible affect on my internal perception across the last ~5 years i've been using it, etc considering that i've used it... basically every single day for those 5 years, too... i've firmly & decidedly chosen to not make it known that i'm doing this, as i feel that manner of publication would sabotage it from its outset, by actively announcing the fact that i am doing it. like, er - the feeling of freedom i could, or will, gain from it will have been rendered immediately performative… in a way.

well, i certainly did all i needed to do. 'being in control of yourself' is... an interesting sensation. serving something of an interstitial role in-between comforting and intimidating - after an apparent eternity of "being in control of myself" taking up a firm & remarkable minority of my time. i suppose one of my only notes is that i'd like for it to be fully understood that i'm... more-or-less fine, now - or, rather, about as fine as i find myself able to realistically be within the confine of my conditions, to avoid sounding profoundly bathetic. a solid 5/10 on the scale of any given humdrum, which is about a solid ~7/10 on the Kole-O-Meter. in the newly-acquired freetime offered to me by the lack of Tumblr(by the ridding of that 'distraction'), i found myself digging... quite deep, emotionally-wise, in a manner that proved to be both cathartic & overwhelming... in equal amounts. that being said, it was also the first time in recent memory that i've been faced with the situation where... hrmmm, how to describe this... clicking pen idly. it's the first time that i was met with the situation where i had typed out so, so much, but was barred from the emotional catharsis of actually sharing it. so, in a way, it was an exercise in proving to myself that my experiences are real, that things happen to me, even without my having recounted it... below is an excerpt, one which i feel is particularly helpful in understanding exactly the Type Of Thing i was wrestling with, in a boisterously insular manner;

i think what frightens me most is the thought that i'm all alone in all of this. that when i look out at the wide future ahead of me, which seems to expand forevermore & loop back around itself, i imagine it as an affair that i will have to traverse totally alone, without any assistance or any help, assuage, any outside comfort or material support. & it makes me feel a sort of helplessness that nothing ever comes quite close to managing. like a grotesque badge of pride, or a trophy on the nightmare throne of gore, maybe. [...] that almost-existential, primordial discomfort. it's hard to even begin to locate, much less describe… but i think what i try to remember, or moreso what i consistently & incessantly remind myself of, is that… you're never alone, not really. all one has to do is walk out into the street, & gaze into the eyes of those you've never known & never will know - you can almost begin to see it in their faces, they are going through the same things you are. even if they don't ever know it, even if you never talk about it with one another, of course. even if you are so alienated and removed from one another that your lives are equivalent to two separate galaxies, even if your only means of communication will only ever be silent prayer that a positive reverberation of your actions is able to briefly grace them, like a fading echo. but you can always see it peek through, like sunlight through the fabric of a thin curtain, in the tremble of their voices, the way that they might briefly lick their lips before continuing to talk, the exact slight hesitant movement with which they wearily look down to their cigarette, before throwing it to the ground and extinguishing it with their heel. you're all in it together. and it's a collective burden, it's a burden that no one should ever have to carry. it's just not right. and the fact that you are all able to do it, day after day, does not at all correspond to the task's degree of easiness - rather, corresponding, equivalently, to your own resilience. it's like this… when one is on a bus, all the passengers individually & uniquely craft their own realities, their own objects of fixation. for one, it might be in the exact curve of an open cafe's awning, or the exact feel of the metal bar that they are fervently gripping onto for balance. for another, it might be the pedestrians that seem to fly by in a concentrated trail, or the hoarse voice of the ticket attendant as he coughs into a linen handkerchief. but once in a while, unknowingly, their gazes & subjective realities will rally around one thing through the thin glass of the window - the bump of the bus, a rally, a towering statue.