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[mnmodel]

MN MODEL MN38 1/16 2.4GHZ 4WD RC Car Drift racing

MN MODEL MN38 1/16 2.4GHz 4WD RC Car Drift racing 1/16 scale rear-wheel drive design, optimized for drifting; 43T brushed motor with gyroscope for stable control; large front wheel steering angle + replaceable drift slick tires to improve cornering flexibility; Hong Kong taxi theme body with full car lights (headlights, turn signals, chassis lights); 2.4GHz remote control, linear throttle control, easy for novices to use; nylon chassis + independent shock absorbers, durable; about 20-40 minutes of battery life, easy to replace the battery at the bottom; affordable price (about 268 yuan), lowering the entry threshold, suitable for drift enthusiasts and novice practice.

[blondebrainpowered]

On a Date - Winona, Minnesota, 1917

According to the 1916 Official State Automobile Directory for Minnesota, published by Legal News Publishing Co., Minnesota license plate #83542 covering years 1915-16-17 was issued to William Pearse, Jr. of 275 Harriet Street, Winona, Minnesota for a Ford (no model year given for the Ford).

Note: Minnesota plates covering years 1912-13-14 did not go as high as 83542 so it is a 1915-16-17 plate.

[idealhome]

Model Homes MN

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[freshthoughts2020]

[victorbutnotreally]

"Shh"

Yang Jeongin x Male Reader

title credits to lovely anon.

warnings: brother's best friend, three years age gap if that's a thing, jeongin calls Mn "hyung" during sex, size kink kinda, choking, sex with clothes on, spit as lube (doesn't work but it does in fiction)

He's been obsessed with Mn ever since he was a kid. Mn was three years older than him and always came over to play with his brother. And even his brother's less closer friends were considered by Jeongin as his brothers, but not Mn. Oh absolutely not. That laugh, those hands, the way he would always bring him a candy or something when he came over?? The way he would help him with his homework and teach him better than his teacher did?? Jeongin used to debate in his head if he should run away and hide or go spend time with him. And as they grew older, the attraction grew too. And then he became and idol, and Mn moved to France for university.

Right now, Jeongin was home. Finally on a well-needed break from idol life as he lazed on the couch, eating chips and binging shows. He heard the doorbell ring, but he was one with the couch now, ain't no way he's getting up.

"Eomma!!," he called, hoping his Mom would answer the door. He could hear his mom tsk affectionately as she made her way over to the door and opened it.

He couldn't see who was at the door, but his mother's excitement and the way his brother bolted down the stairs made the butterflies in his stomach return. Was it Mn? He slowly got up and went towards the door, carefully for some reason, as if approaching a snake. He almost choked on his chip when he saw who was at the door. Mn. Mn, whose cuteness was still there despite him losing his baby cheeks. Mn who looked like a damn model. He grew up. A lot. Seeing Mn's sculpted body, and his mature face which still had the boyish charm made the butterflies in Jeongin's stomach turn into birds which clawed at his stomach. In a good way, of course.

He watched as his brother tackled Mn in a hug, and Mn returned it. He could only watch as Mn's forearms rested on his best friend's back, flexing due to the strength of that hug. He gulped, smiling awkwardly when he saw Mn's eyes on him.

"H-Hi hyung," Jeongin smiled, a laugh coming out when Mn hugged him as well.

"Hi little rockstar."

Jeongin, his brother, and Mn were watching a movie. Everyone else was asleep. He could hear Mn's laughs at the movie. He wanted to smile and admire how pretty the older man's laugh is, but his mind just had one image: Mn's forearms. God. Not just his forearms, but him in general. He loved how big Mn was. How he was always bigger than him. He tried keeping his thoughts pg, but his mind was just not letting him. He put a pillow in his lap to hide his erection, but the ever so observant Mn noticed. He smirked and put an arm around Jeongin's shoulder, feeling how the younger tensed under his touch.

As the movie ended, Jeongin's brother went to the kitchen to see if they have snacks, knowing damn well they don't. He sighed and went back to the living room.

"We have no snacks. I'm gonna go get some, wanna come with me Mnie?"

"Nah. Jet lag, man."

"Alright."

Now, Mn knew how much time his best friend would take at the convenience store. He knew he'd get carried away, he'd walk around, get tired, and then end up eating ramen or something at the convenience store, then resume his shopping, and then walk home. He had plenty of time. Once his best friend left, Mn turned to Jeongin.

"What's with the pillow, hm?"

Jeongin was too enamored with Mn's forearms to notice that accent before. His cheeks tinted pink, he spoke, "Nothing."

"I know it's not nothing, innie. Don't worry, love, it happens to all of us."

His tone made Jeongin want to pounce on him, and so he did. He crashed his lips to the older's, relishing the taste of his chocolate chapstick. Mn smirked against his lips, hands moving to rest on Jeongin's waist. He nipped at his bottom lip, sliding his tongue in as the younger let out a moan at the soft bite. He could feel Jeongin's hands up his shirt, exploring the muscles underneath. Mn broke the kiss to catch his breath, but dove right in once he saw Jeongin's hands slip down his sweatpants. He let out a low moan once Jeongin started stroking his dick.

"Need you, hyung. Please."

"Aw, look at you. So cute."

Mn's spat on his fingers and slid them in one by one into Jeongin's hole, peppering kisses down his neck, making the younger moan more. He moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, and Jeongin grabbed his hand and led it to his throat, making Mn smirk as he wrapped it around his neck.

"You like that, baby? God, you look so good right now. Makes hyung wanna devour you."

"Please do, hyung…please.."

Mn had to control himself when he saw the slight pout on the younger's lips. He pressed a soft kiss to it before pulling out his fingers and spreading Jeongin's legs with that hand. He slowly slid himself in, watching as his mouth gaped open, gasping at the intrusion. He started moving once he bottomed out, hips snapping against him at a pace which made the other male moan so loud. He put a hand over Jeongin's mouth to muffle his moans.

"As much as I want to hear your pretty sounds, baby, you gotta stay quiet, yeah? Don't want your family to hear now, do you?"

Jeongin shook his head frantically, eyes rolling back as Mn's thrusts grew stronger. He hooked Jeongin's leg over his shoulder to go deeper and moaned as the younger clawed at his back. He captured his lips in yet another kiss, tongue exploring his mouth as he quickened his pace, the searing kiss swallowing both their moans.

"Hyung…I'm gonna cum"

"Go ahead, baby."

Jeongin threw his head back as he came, soft whimpers leaving his pretty lips. Mn pulled out and jerked himself off. He pulled up his pants and went to the kitchen to grab paper towels to wipe everything off after washing his hands. He cleaned Jeongin up who quickly put his pants on when he heard footsteps. Mn settled himself casually on the couch, wrapping an arm around Jeongin's shoulder, looking up when he saw his best friend.

"Finally. What did you eat at the store today?", he asked, as if he wasn't just fucking the man's brother minutes ago.

"Tteokbokki."

"Mhm."

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@forever-atiny

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Just looking at the shape of this home indicates that it's interesting, and beside all the angles, it has an enclosed atrium in the middle. The large 1975 remodeled home in Edina, MN has 4bds, 3ba, 4,666sqft, and is $999,900.

Look- they really added onto this home. I guess it could be a terrarium, too. There're even some rods for hanging plants around the top - they're not using it to it's fullest capacity. I bet if you have a green thumb, this could be the spectacular focal point of the house.

I think that this is delightful. The room is actually sunken, too.

Inside, there's enough of a raised platform to add a dining set, or whatever furniture you like, so you can sit in here. Another option would be to put in more plants, or maybe pet birds or reptiles.

This is all new- there isn't any of the original mid century modern house left- it looks like they gutted it. All of the pitched ceilings are wood.

Even the fireplace is a contemporary electric model that hangs on the wall.

They made this area for the TV, maybe some more chairs, etc. with sliders to the terrace.

New remodeled eat-in kitchen. I like the cabinets.

The home is a blank canvas and desperately needs some color. The principal bedroom could at least use a feature wall. It has sliders to the terrace with shutters for privacy.

Large renovated bath has a double shower and glass block.

And, behind the glass door there's a sauna.

This bedroom has a loft. That's fun for a child.

This nice secondary bedroom has access to its own 3/4 bath ensuite.

Renovated ensuite has a nice glass bowl sink.

On the partially submerged ground floor there's a very large rec room with sliding doors.

No built-in bar, though.

Bonus room can be a bedroom, office, etc.

And, there's a very nice brand new shower room down here.

The large deck faces the street and has glass railings.

The large terrace faces the back of the house.

The smaller private terrace is for the primary bedroom. Plus, there's a hot tub on the right and a patio on the left.

There's also a fenced-in yard.

Look at those roof lines.

The home is on a .52 acre lot and very close to Hwy Rt. 62.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/6328-Valley-View-Rd-Edina-MN-55436/1729550_zpid/

[lemonboi26]

Being the quirkless son of Midnight and sparky boom boom💥💥 as your bf

Pairing: Bakugo katsuki x male reader + Midnight x son reader

An: this is my comeback because i've been on a writers block in a long time so hope you enjoy!

Pt1 | Pt2

When i was little i always watch my mom fighting villains and dad return from war having them as my role model it gave me hope that i can be like them we were happy.

Until when me and my mom received a letter of condolences that my father had died in the war, My mom cried uncontrollably during the burial i was comforting my mom it was hard to not have a father by your side.

Few days later

My mom took me to a quirk examination she notice that I haven't receive my quirk yet. And can't forget the six words that came out of the doctors mouth.

'Your son doesn't have a quirk' he replied

After he said that it made feel I'm all out of hope but i look at my mom and her body quivers trying so hard that her tears build in her eyes,It's hard to look at my mom from this torture.

Years later

I'm a highschool student now in Aldera High and i have an amazing boyfriend who I adore and i support his dreams, even though i can crack his strong demeanor by giving him some flirty remarks.

Teacher: "Well, it looks like quite a few of you are planning to apply for the hero course... Even Bakugo's going for U.A. High!"

[The class gasps. Some students murmur in awe. Bakugo stands with his usual smug grin.]

Bakugo (grinning): "Of course I am. I’m not gonna settle for anything less. I’m the best."

[Mn, lounging in his seat with a feline smirk, twirling a pen between his fingers. He raises an eyebrow and smirks at Bakugo.]

Mn (purring slightly): "Mmm, and here I thought you were only aiming to impress me, Katsuki."

[The class snickers. Bakugo stiffens, cheeks faintly pink. Mn stretches lazily, eyes glittering with mischief.]

Mn (playfully): "Though… if you're the best, then what does that make me, huh? Your rival? Your equal? Or just your irresistible distraction?"

[Bakugo glares, trying to hide the blush creeping up his face.]

Bakugo (growling): "Tch—Shut up, idiot. Don’t start flirting in front of the extras."

Mn (chuckling, resting his chin on his hand): "Aww, jealous already? Don't worry. My eyes are only on you... for now."

He is so cute when he pouts sometimes you have to find something to break any big head people.

Teacher (Question): M/n why is your application blank?

Mn: oh I dont plan going to any school this year . I replied

Teacher: any reason?

Mn: Personal.

After that the teacher returns to their doing bakugo looks at me that I'm mad thinking "why you dont plan to any school", or "are you going to leave him?" He is so cute when he's jealous and i love it.

Later

Mn and Bakugo walk down a quiet sidewalk, the school far behind. Their footsteps echo softly, but neither speaks at first.

Until Bakugo breaks the silence

"You’ve been weird lately. You’re really not applying anywhere?"

Mn shrugs lazily, and replied

"School’s... overrated. I don’t see the point. Sitting in classrooms all day? Not really my style."

"So what, you’re just gonna disappear after graduation?" Bakugo replies in a frown

"Why? Gonna miss me that much?" Mn said with a teasing smile

Bakugo stops walking and his jaw clenched

"Don’t screw with me, Mn."

Bakugo pause and ask him

"Are you gonna leave me behind?"

Mn stops too, he is still smiling—but there’s tension in his eyes now "Katsuki..."

Bakugo voice began dropping and his eyes sharp but hurt "I’m serious. You’re acting like none of this matters. But it does. To me."

"You matter to me. I don’t wanna keep chasing something if you’re not gonna be there."

Mn looks away, the sky reflecting in his eyes like a storm just waiting to break.

Mn replies quietly, almost to himself: "...I have a path. One that doesn’t really include... U.A. Or hero schools. Not in the traditional sense."

Bakugo looks confused, brow furrowed:"What the hell does that mean?"

Mn gazes at him, until there’s a distance now:"It means... I’m not trying to be some shining hero on TV. The world’s too messy for that. I want to do things my own way — no rules, no spotlight. Just... results."

Bakugo looks at him tensely:"You're talking like a damn vigilante."

Mn smirks at him , but it's not playful this time:"Call it what you want. Hero, villain, anti-hero... I don’t need a title. I just need freedom."

Bakugo eyes narrowing, with his voice cracking slightly:"And you weren’t gonna tell me? At all?"

Mn started stepping closer to Bakugo, and started gently touching his arm):

"Because if I did... you'd try to stop me. Or worse—try to follow me. And this path... it’s not for you, Katsuki. You shine too bright. I walk in the grey."

Bakugo grits his teeth, feeling torn from what he heard:"You think I care about black or white? You think I’d just let you go without a fight?"

Mn replied softly, with sad affection:

"I know you’d fight the whole damn world for me. That’s why I have to keep this part of me hidden... for now."

Bakugo looks at him, angry but hurt — unable to speak. Mn leans in, brushing a quick kiss on his cheek.

Mn whispered info his ears :"When the time comes... maybe I’ll let you in. Until then, just trust me."

Mn starts walking ahead, hands in his pockets, leaving Bakugo standing in the orange glow — torn between chasing after him and letting him go.

At night

Mn and and his mom a eating dinner with his pet cat named selina they were enjoying their until nemuri glanced at his son who is eating peacefully too peaceful and asked a question

You’ve been quiet all night. What’s on your mind? Nemuri gently said to his son

M/N pauses his chewing and set his chopsticks down and he knows that this is the time

"I’m not going to U.A., Mom." He said

Nemuri stills. Her chopsticks hover over her bowl.

Okay… can I ask why? Nemuri carefully asked

M/N steady replied "Because I don’t want to be a pro hero. Not in the way they expect. I want to be something else…"

"An anti-hero."

A Silence occur in the dinner table . Selina purrs. A faint car horn echoes outside. Nemuri slowly puts her utensils down.

"You don’t have a quirk. You’d be stepping into a world that barely protects the ones who do. What makes you think this path is safer?" Nemuri asked quietly to his son

Mn replied "It’s not about being safe. It’s about doing something real. Heroes follow rules. They look good for the cameras. But they miss people—people like me." Then he additionally replied "Anti-heroes don’t wait. They act."

Nemuri looks at him long and hard. Until Her voice drops then said "You’re saying the system failed you.'

M/N slightly nods his agreeing his mom said"It did. I grew up in its shadow. Yours, too. People expected me to shine just because of who you are.But no one ever asked what I wanted."

Nemur sighs, and leans he back on the chair then asked "So… what do you want?"

"I want to help people in the cracks. The ones no one talks about. I want to make noise in the places heroes stay quiet.Not as a symbol. Not as your son. Just as me. "Mn firmly said

A pause. Nemuri watches him and remembers her husband in her son's eyes the determination, the courage, and hope everything she remember of her loving husband its felt like he's here. Then she glances down at Selina, who’s winding around her leg. Her expression softens. And she return he sight to his son.

I didn’t raise a rule-follower… but I was hoping you’d have something steadier than this. Nemuri said

Still—if this is the path you’re walking, I won’t stop you. Just promise me…

Nemuri then reaches her son's hand across the table and places her other hand ontop of his hand and said in sincere

"Don’t lose yourself. Don’t forget who you are underneath the mask—if you even wear one."

M/N smiles faintly at his mom"I’ll remember. I’ve got a mom who’d drag me back if I didn’t."

Selina jumps into his lap. He then scratches selina behind her ears. Nemuri smiles just a little at the scene in front of her

"...And feed Selina next time before you go off playing vigilante." Nemuri said sofly jokingly to his son

[They both chuckle, and for a moment, the heaviness in the room lifts—if only just a little.]

And thats how the anti-hero Stray was born...

[james-is-here]

His bed hasn't looked comfier than it did after a day with barely any breaks but he didn't want to stop, so instead of falling onto his bed, he sits at his desk.

Opening his laptop, the blinding light stings his eyes as he starts working again. Nothing exact, jumping from project to project but eventually, about an hour later, his focus is broken by a knock at his door and it opening a moment later.

"Chan, why you still up?" "O-oh, I...editing." He answered honestly as his manager, Mn, sighed and gave him a soft smile. "Don't stay up much longer." "I won't, Mn-nim"

When he left, Chan sighs and closes his laptop, the thought of the familiar comfort of his bed extremely tempting as he changed out of his clothes and got in bed, his soft comforter was warm and comfortable, surprisingly lulling him to sleep quickly.

"Good boy, Channie, that's it."

His body ran warm, squirming around his bed as he pants and whines, his blankets eventually end up off his body. Only being half awake, he didn't realize he had rolled onto his stomach and started grinding into the mattress, his noises completely ignored by himself. They were quiet, but someone in the living room heard.

Mn didn't mean to fall asleep at the boys dorm, he does have his own place but he only meant to stay an hour extra to make sure Jisung was okay since he had a cold. Mn sat up on the couch, leaning on his elbow as he tries to gauge if the noise he heard was worth checking or one of the boys was just using the bathroom. His tie askew and shirt unbuttoned at the first button, his hair ruffed up even more as he dragged his hand through his hair and rubbed his eyes to wake up a bit more.

When he heard a faint whine and cry, he sat up and made his way to the bedrooms, catching the sound from Chan's room. He must be having a nightmare, poor guy Mn thought as he cracked the door open, seeing Chan with his blankets thrown about and crying, nothing else, but when he stepped further in he heard Chan whimper his name followed by a moan, Shit was Mn's first thought as he flushed and turned around but he stopped. He felt wrong standing there, listening to his whimpers but Chan almost sounded in pain, desperate.

Mn sighs again, taking a deep breath before willing himself to ignore the noises and wake Chan up. He's their manager and he's always there to help, would it be wrong to...help Chan?

It took a simple shake of his shoulder and the male woke up, gasping softly before he shot up and over to the other side of his bed as he pulled his blanket over him. "Hey, Chan, it's okay. Just me." "What-" Chan flushed and was suddenly aware of his soiled boxers and his painful hard on. "U-Um, W-What are you still doing here?" "Was making sure Jisung was okay but I ended up falling asleep on the couch. You...You sounded like you were having a nightmare, you okay?" Mn knew better but he didn't want to further embarrass the male. "Y-yeah, I'm fine."

Mn thought to just walk out and let Chan be but Chan sounded like he really needed this release. "Chan, outside of idol necessities, I help you and the boys whenever I can." He sat down on the edge of the bed, still leaving space between him and the other. "I know you weren't having a nightmare." "Mn-nim, I-I'm sorry, I-I know it's wrong-" "Hush, I was gonna offer to help you relax." "Y-you...r-really?" "Yeah. I'll go at your pace and whenever you say stop, I'll stop. No matter what."

Chan was desperate and honestly, he thought his manager was hot, like how is he a manager and not an idol or model?

He slides closer to Mn slowly. "Help me, sir, please." Mn nods, raising a hand to place it on the side of Chan's face and pull him closer, leaning in and placing his lips on Chan's plump ones. It was experimental, soft and gentle before Chan leaned forward more, the kiss becoming firmer as Chan's left hand reached out and gripped Mn's dress shirt.

Mn noticed Chan trying to get closer and moved his hand on Chan's face to his thigh, gripping it as he pulls it to have Chan straddle him, his other hand moving to the males other thigh as he draped his arms over Mn's shoulders. Mn slid his hands up Chan's thighs and held his hips, guiding him through a gentle rhythm over his lap and helping him grind down onto his lap.

"S-Sir, I-I need more, please. Please..." Chan said softly when he pulled back, panting over Mn's lips. "No need to beg, Channie, I'll give you more." He moved to put Chan on his back before settling between his legs, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt before taking off his tie and throwing it aside before going to remove his pants and shirt but Chan stopped him. "C-Can you keep this on for a little while?" Mn smiled. "Yeah." He answered before leaning down a capturing the males lips in a firm kiss again.

His right hand glides down his body, teasing his nipple before sliding further down, his touch leaving behind goosebumps with how light it is before the hand lightly strokes Chan through his boxers, causing him to moan into the kiss letting Mn slip his tongue past his lips, licking into his mouth and drawing more addictive noises from Chan, he wants to hear them out loud. Maybe another day, but he won't keep his hopes up.

His finger slips past Chan's waist band, tugging at it before pulling away from Chan to sit back. "Be quiet now." Chan nods with a whine as Mn lifts his hips up to pull his boxers down and off to toss them away, his following shortly after. "Please, I-I want to feel full, sir, please, it hurts." Chan pleads quietly as he reaches out for Mn. "Chan, I'm gonna have to stretch you first." "No, please, it hurts." Chan's dick was heavily leaking precum, the tip angry as it twitched on his stomach.

"Channie wants to cum?" "Yes, please, Sir. Hurts so much, I wanna cum." "But it'll hurt more it if I don't, baby. Just a little?" Chan whines, throwing his head back as he squirms under Mn. "Channie, be good will you? The faster I stretch you, the faster I can fuck you." The moan Chan was quick to muffle outdid any porn moan, the rest of it muffled into the back of his hand. "Like that, huh? Wanna be a good boy?" Chan nods with teary eyes as Mn's hand moved to Chan's mouth, replacing Chan's palm with his fingers.

"You're such a good boy, Channie. Always looking out for the boys and being the best leader ever, I'm honestly so proud of you, Channie, so proud." Chan keens at the praise, hips bucking up to find friction. "Settle, baby." Mn uses his left hand to hold Chan's hips down as he pulls his fingers from his mouth. His hand moves to Chan's hole, teasing it with his middle finger before pressing gently, soon enough being able to push his other finger in, scissoring Chan's hole gently while kissing along his neck.

"S-Sir, please..." Chan whispered desperately, hands gripping Mn's bicep and the pillow below his head. "Okay, Okay." He slowly pulled his fingers out, moving to stroke himself a little to use his own precum and remaining saliva over his cock before pressing his tip against his hole. "S-sir, k-kiss..." "hm, loud one, aren't you?" Mn teased before leaning down and kissing Chan deeply as he pushed into Chan. Immediately pulling a long moan out of Chan which Mn swallowed greedily, although he'd like to hear Chan's noises, he still accepted the muffled noises as he groans roughly into Chan's mouth in return at the male's tightness. Pulling back slightly, Chan's moans escape and Mn shushes him. "Channie, baby, need you to relax. You're a bit too tight to keep going, precious."

He leans his head back with a soft mewl as he tries to relax. The gentle stretch was intoxicating and he wanted more, breathing slowly and focusing on Mn kissing down his neck again and Mn gently squeezing and massaging his hips and waist. "That's it, Channie, thats it. You feel so good, so warm." Eventually, Mn was fully inside Chan, letting him adjust and coaxing him to slow his breathing. "Chan, slow down, I'm here, it's okay." Mn hovers over Chan, his left hand next to Chan's head as the other gently brushed through his hair, moving sweaty strands from his forehead before his hand rests on the side of Chan's face and his thumb rubs over his cheek.

"M-Move, Please, M-more..." Mn gently pulls back until just the tip is in Chan before thrusting back in, starting a slow pace. Mn grips Chan's thigh, squeezing it before moving it up to Chan's chest and doing the same to the other. The new angle let Mn fuck deeper into Chan as he leaned down to silence Chan with a firm kiss.

Mn pulled back and looked down to where he's connected to Chan, a breathy moan falling from his lip when Chan squeezes around him. He slows down, stopping when he's fully buried in Chan. "Fuck, you feel so good, Channie. So fucking good." "Please move again, please." Mn did so, leaning back down to kiss Chan again before he thrusted into Chan quickly, hitting his prostate constantly and pushing Chan further to the edge.

"S-sir, g-gonna...hng~ Please don't stop, g-gonna c-cum." "I won't stop, baby, don't worry." Mn reaches down and strokes Chan at the same pace as his thrusts. "Mn, c-cumming, ah!" A silent moan and Chan cums on Mn's hand and his own stomach. "Good boy, there you go~" Mn went to pull out when Chan gripped the collar of his shirt to pull him down. "Y-You have to cum. K-Keep going." "Chan-" "Please, I-I wanna feel full." "Want me to cum inside, huh? Wanna feel my cum fill your hole?" "Y-Yes, please." Mn began fucking into Chan again, overstimulating him but Chan loved the feeling, kissing Mn and clenching around him, wanting to push Mn over the edge. "Fuck, keep squeezing around me like that and I'll cum." "That's what I want, sir."

With another squeeze and a deep thrust, Mn fills Chan, coating his walls with small thrusts as he leans back, watching his cock sink impossibly further into Chan before he slowly pulls out, pumping himself a few time causing a few spurts of cum to coat his ass as the majority of his cum drips out of Chan's hole. He uses his thumb to scoop some cum up before inserting it into the tight ring, Chan jolting at the feeling and releasing a soft moan.

Mn snaps out of his daze and looks up to Chan's reddened face. "Will you let me go get a cleaning rag?" Mn asked, gesturing to Chan's legs wrapped around his waist. "No..." He said quietly before letting him go.

Mn stood, removing his shirt and blindly searching for his boxers before tiptoeing out of the room to the bathroom to get a warm rag. He cleans himself before heading back to the room only to be met with Hyunjin. "Mn-nim? Why are you still here?" He mutters sleepily, rubbing some sleep out of his eyes. "Um, was making sure Jisung was okay and I dozed off on the couch." "Why are you only in boxers?" "I-I only sleep with boxers?" "Whatever, I'm too tired and just need to pee." Hyunjin walked past him and into the bathroom as Mn exhales and walks back to Chan's room.

He crawled back into Chan's bed, gently cleaning him up before grabbing his boxers and sliding them back onto him. He covers him up, straightening the blanket out at the same time before leaning down and kissing his forehead before moving to collect his own clothes and go home before Chan grabbed his wrist. "Please stay, sir." Mn contemplates for a moment before sliding next to Chan under his blankets. Chan clung to Mn, burying his face into his neck and wrapping his arms around Mn's waist as Mn wrapped an arm around Chan's shoulders and waist.

A few minutes later, Chan's door opens and Mn turns his head to see who it was, Chan passed out already. "Mn-nim, if theres a next time, try a little harder to be quiet." Hyunjin whispers into the darkness before retreating and closing the door. Mn sighs with a smile before turning his head back to lay on the pillow, following Chan into the world of slumber shortly after.

Comments and feedback are appreciated, I hope you like this little blurb I thought of.

[mnmodel]

RGT EX86100 RC Truck Upgrade parts Tie Rod Seat 2pcs P860005

RGT EX86100 upgraded tie rod seat P860005, high-strength metal material, enhances frame rigidity, improves control accuracy, two-piece design has strong adaptability, durability and impact resistance.

[alexanderwales]

Worldbuilding spoilers for Thresholder, Book 5, follow.

It was always well-known that bees made no aerodynamic sense. Their wings were absurdly small in comparison to their corpulent bodies, and they were only capable, according to the math, of lifting a third their body weight, to say nothing of the pollen they were expected to gather from flowers or their observed vertical acceleration.

Dedicated scientific pursuit eventually revealed the answer: telekinesis. Yes, the common honey bee was telekinetic, capable of generating up to 10 mN of thrust. This solved the answer nicely, but it also opened up the possibility for the advancement of humankind. Could this power be harnessed?

The thrust of any individual bee was miniscule, but an entire hive working together could be significant. It was only a matter of coordinating the bees. Initially there were some efforts to commune with the hivemind via spirit mediums, but it was eventually discovered that there was no hivemind at all, simply individual bees responding to local conditions such as pheromones, vibrations, temperature gradients, and visual cues. Once this was properly understood, the first apiary engine was designed, with upwards of fifty thousand individual spots for members of the hive to latch on and provide thrust in response to carefully calibrated pheromones, painted signs that would flip back and forth, and vibrations that were designed to induce the telekinesis in a particular direction.

A single beehive was not enough, however, so most modern apiary engines use arrays of segregated beehives to achieve the necessary thrust. While there are a few edge case uses in factories, the liquid sugars necessary for supplying the hives are a sizeable expense, and the apiary engines have found the most use in locomotives, where beekeepers make sure the many rows of hives are in good condition. Apiary locomotives are one of the three dominant models of train transport in the Dusklands, used primarily for long hauls.

It is from the apiary locomotive that the expression "making a beeline" was introduced.

[astralynx]

I figured out how to rip DOTDD Models and now I'm teaching you! (plus uploading mine)

^ download these things onto your computer devices anytime!

Last summer I spiraled into insanity trying to figure out and eventually gave up so now that I know I'm saving you the trouble! I've also put all of my rips into a drive folder here that contains most of the notable npcs + playable characters but I'm planning on submitting them to modeler's resource when I have the time.

Final disclaimer: i also don't know much about ripping / romhacking / blender / computers in general but I thought it would be nice to put up what I've figured out anyway. I've also never actually written a guide to anything before so uh. i hope this is clear enough. Now finally onto the tutorial itself!

You'll need: tinke / apicula / a dotdd rom (not important if its in english or not but if you want like some of the translated ui elements / fonts you might wanna use a ver w the fantranslation patch) / and (optionally) blender or whatever other 3d modeling software that can read .dae files so you can actually do stuff with these.

First is to launch Tinke and load in your dotdd rom, you'll then be met with this menu. the models are contained under the "mdl" tab

each of these have different things but you'll probably care about mb (major npcs) and pc (player characters) and also mn (familiars). also using this to say that tinke is a. very finnicky program so sometimes stuff will just Not Work. sorry about that. anyway.

Once you're in you can start looking for whatever model (.n3d file) you want, unfortunately the models aren't named clearly so you'll have to open them to see what they are. You can do this by selecting the .n3d file and clicking "unpack" which will open a .bmd0 file with a yellow box icon, you'll need to unpack that file one more time to actually be able to open the file it gives you after that in the viewer / export it

When you get the second unpacking (which should be a .bmd0 file with a mostly green drawing for the icon), you can open it in the viewer and it'll look like this!

sorry any file you open that has a skeleton will look like that. I have been informed that sometimes ds games just store their models like this and it has no affect on the model when its exported so. lets just move on. Also sometimes tinke will give you an error that will stop you from opening the viewer properly but it will (most of the time) let you see the textures fine so you can double check (and even if it doesn't we have a workaround coming up soon)

Next big step is to set up apicula! When you download it, the program can't run by itself. You will need to create two text files, one named "apicula view nsbxx_files" and "apicula convert nsbxx_files -o dae_files" (no quotation marks) to put in the same folder as the apicula exe. You will then rename these .txt files into .bat files and you'll use these to actually "run" the program. You'll also make a folder alongisde those called nsbxx_files. It should look like this at the end

Back to tinke, you'll take the viewable .bmd0 model you want to export and click "extract" and I usually put mine directly into the nsbxx folder in my apicula folder for convenience sake. double clicking the "view" .bat will put the models into a viewer that I like to use as a final double check (and also what you can use if tinke's preview is giving you trouble). Its WASD to move and Q and E to lower / raise the camera

to actually convert the file, double click the "convert" .bat file and it will create a new folder named "dae_files" and inside will be your model and its textures in a .dae folder that you can read in blender and contains its skeleton!

PLEASE NOTE!!!! that apicula can only read / convert one file at a time! this means that it will just use the topmost file in the nsbxx folder and if you'll have to delete the dae folder every time once your done with it so it can run properly again. so just make sure you move your converted files somewhere else before you do. but now you'll have a model to put into blender!

the tutorial is technically "done" now but I'm gonna share how to set up these models in blender (which for the sake of explaining i'm gonna assume you don't know much about). When you first load in the models you'll have to "turn on" their textures using the drop down arrow in the menu on the top right corner of the 3d viewport and turn on these settings (while still selecting the solid circle tab)

Secondly, Many of them use transparent elements in their textures that blender doesn't like to load without some help

you can fix this by expanding the menu on the bottom of the screen and clicking the clock icon to turn it into the "shader editor" tab

Then, you'll select your model and go to the "base color" node in the shader editor, go down to the "alpha" tab and set it to "pre-mutliply" and it should remove the white lines around the transparent elements!

That's all from me! if you have any questions you can reply to this post / send me an ask or dm or whatever and I'll try my best to help! happy ripping!

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Hmmmm... I'm wondering if should split spider/ucubus Reader into two separate Readers... one is more of a popstar, while one is more of a rockstar or something else, like a model or designer or maybe a jewelry maker?

I just really like the idea of a spider sinner Reader who's a busy and fashionable bean, and an ucubus Reader who doesn't give a d*mn on the outside but cares deeply in the inside.

@sugar-soda @thewickedweiner @wolvesbane1984 @crow-crystal What do y'all think?

[hometoursandotherstuff]

It must be what-the-hell house Sunday. This one has a pending sale, though. It gets points for DIY effort, but you have to really like tile and the color combo blue & gray. 1956 ranch in Bloomington, MN, 4bds, 3ba, 2,438 sqft, $335k.

I've never seen a layout like this- walk in the front door and the stairs to the basement and a pony wall are dead ahead. There's a tile floor, but it changes to wood in the living room area to the right.

I wonder if they renovated this area, taking down walls- those columns look like new supports on a cut-down wall.

Behind the wall, there's a black kitchen with miscellaneous tiles. Everything is black, but they replaced the fridge with a less expensive white model.

I'm 99% sure, that they opened this whole area up, b/c open-concept is in demand. The exhaust hood is nice.

So, this would be the living room in front of the picture window.

And, then, this area would be a dining space.

I'd say that this is the primary bedroom.

And, a secondary bedroom.

Directly off the living room there's a full bath with a fancy modern sink, that doesn't hold water.

Some homemade storage, an elliptical-shaped jetted blue tub that looks like it's ceramic, and some dated tile.

Very large finished basement has a storage corner.

This must be a basement bedroom with an ensuite.

Interesting sinks and tile assortments in this house.

Laundry room down here.

If this is the garage, it's huge- goes all the way back.

Then, there's also a finished attic.

Maybe the 4th bedroom? With a tile feature wall.

Ensuite shower room. I'm fascinated by the blue laminate sink.

Here's a clothing closet.

Large yard has potential. 0.26 acre lot.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/8118-Upton-Ave-S-Bloomington-MN-55431/1724638_zpid/

[taxominn]

The Case for Annabel Lee as a Vain Type Three

I’m making this as a response to the outrageous fact that users on Personality Database have typed Annabel Lee as an Enneagram Type Six, which ????

I am a Type Six. Annabel Lee is absolutely not.

This is copied from the comment I just posted on there, so don’t worry: I am only plagiarizing myself.

Annabel Lee is a Type Three, likely with a dominant social instinct. Here’s why I think so:

In a situation that is, effectively, a social game, the first consequential decision that Annabel Lee makes is in Episode 9. After Ada has offered herself, as well as a handpicked group of other students, as an ally willing to follow Annabel’s leadership, Ada must clarify one thing before their alliance is solidified—that Annabel Lee is exactly who Ada wants and expects her to be.

Ada is banking on this; within the first two days, she’s gone the mile of sucking up to Annabel Lee, making enemies with Lenore and her friends to “[sort] the wheat from the chaff”, and gathering allies for Annabel’s approval. This is because Ada has clocked Annabel as a social magnet, someone who carries the mark of a leader, and someone with power (because of her class demonstration as the ‘Lady in White’)—hell, she compares Annabel to a queen in their first conversation.

So, when Ada asks Annabel, “[that odd girl Lenore] seems to think that she’s your…friend. Is she?” It is a test to confirm that her expectations are correct: that an elegant, socially powerful young woman like Annabel would not associate herself with losers or ‘class clowns’, so to speak, and, as such, is capable of carrying Ada to the finish line of the game they’ve been forced to play.

Annabel Lee has two options: she can break Ada’s expectations or she can conform to them. Ultimately, Annabel Lee chooses to defend herself by relying on the E3’s particular defense mechanism, which is identification. We see Annabel walk through the academy halls observing and responding to a social environment that seems to favor and admire her, with Ada talking in her ear about how “posh” she is, or how much she’s like a queen, and that she and Ada are “the same sort of person.”

It’s clear, to Annabel, what people want from her, and because she is not like Lenore, who would almost certainly reject any kind of unwanted conformity, and because Annabel has learned that survival means living on the expectations of others, she does exactly that: “…Mn. No. The poor darling. I don’t know what I did to give her that impression.”

A quote from ‘The Complete Enneagram’ by Beatrice Chestnut, which explains identification:

“Naranjo explains that ‘central to type Three is identification with an ideal self-image built as a response to the expectation of others,’ which often starts with the defensive effort to match ideal characteristics their parents valued. Threes defensively transform themselves into what important others—people in their environment whom they want to impress—admire and appreciate. By noticing and adopting characteristics that others regard as valuable, Threes seek to match an external model to assure approval.” — The Complete Enneagram, Beatrice Chestnut

And Annabel commits to this. She does it over and over again, to the point of gaining ire from Lenore herself, on many occasions. Annabel’s reliance on this defense mechanism, and the manipulations and cruelty that result from attempting to maintain a particular image and “win” the social game, is at the CRUX of their relationship conflict.

It is extremely Type Three-coded, which is why I’m baffled that anyone would ever call her a Type Six, as a Type Six myself.

…and that’s all folks. Maybe next week I’ll talk about the outrageous typing of Will as a Type Two when he is a TYPE NINE. Come ON people, what are we doing here

[misscammiedawn]

Consulted with a new therapist as our old one is quitting.

I sincerely don't want to go through this again. This will be my 5th therapist since moving to MN.

I'm tired of the endless cycle of

"6-12 months of info gathering and stabilizing" > "1-3 months of trauma processing" > "Have a massive reaction in session and regress" > "Suicidal ideation and negative symptoms flair up" > "Therapist gets scared to continue because they don't want to trigger ideation" > "Frustration brews between me and therapist" > "One of us quits on the other" > "Find a new therapist and start again"

Honestly? I'm tired. She volunteered that we could just deal with present issues of *checks notes* "Transgender people being politically and physically targeted by bigots during an endless pandemic" but why I'm in therapy is so that I stop living my life like I'm about to experience homelessness again or lose all my relationships in a heartbeat.

I barely go outside, I'm scared of people and have withdrawn so much of my life into a hard little shell that honestly it can hardly be called a life at all.

As much progress as we've made with our trauma triggers and our DID, we're WAY worse socially than we were when we were a closeted husk of a being pretending to be a guy. Blame the pandemic and the politics if you like but we're barely functioning and a decade plus of therapy has just made us hate ourselves for it less than we would otherwise.

It's so tempting to quit and pocket the money for the upcoming storms...

But to her credit when we mentioned our worries that DID in treatment looks fake because we have our symptoms managed she volunteered "You mean the McLean Hospital stuff", referring to a lecture given by the hospital a couple years ago about the "trend" of DID clients and how to differentiate real from "fake". That and assuring that she does not lead with an fusion model (she used the word "integration") helps me give a base level of trust.

But fuck I'm tired of being in stabilization forever.

[mnmodel]

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