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fairyfuyu · 3 years

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sweeter | wakasa imaushi, shinichiro sano

summary: for @katsupeach's fob collab! entirely based off the lyric "he tastes like you, only sweeter" from the song thnks fr th mmrs by fall out boy hehe

wc: 3.7k

cw: nsfw 18+, threesome, pwp basically, use of pet names princess, baby, pretty girl, and darling, cuckolding, oral (m&f receiving), face skull fucking, deep throating, cervix fucking (?), degradation, impact play (pussy slapping), praise kink, unprotected sex, tummy bulge, creampie, a lot of fucking cum eating, two seconds of shinichiro x wakasa

note: thank u @kazutoraloml and @peach-memoirs for beta reading and also figuring out how to end this in my high state of mind <3 im in love w u

tagging: @tokyoredlightdistrict ; @planetonet

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Your phone chimed from across the room, where you looked at yourself in the mirror and applied some lip gloss. The short noise caught your attention; quickly glancing at the device thrown on your bed, you smiled to yourself.

baby <3 : im here darling

The text had your heart caught in your throat; normally, when your boyfriend would come and pick you up from your apartment for a date, you were excited of course, but this time, there was a level of anxiousness that coursed through your veins as well.

It wouldn’t just be you and Shinichiro tonight.

Sometimes, when you’re high on lust you don’t know when to keep your damn mouth shut. The other night, when your boyfriend was balls deep in you, his phone rang. Who’s calling you this late? You had asked. For whatever reason, he allowed his eyes to fall on the bright screen, and he was quick to shrug it off.

It’s just Imaushi.

You hadn’t meant to clench around his length at the mention of his friend’s name; it was totally involuntary. But your boyfriend didn’t let it go, no, he couldn’t let you off the hook that easily.

Is my girl wet for my best friend, hm?

Running your fingers along his bare chest, you couldn’t help the shyness that overcame you. He pressed further, if I knew my girl, she’d be mortified if I answered the call.

This got to you. A coy smile crossed your face. Must not know your girl too well. I want you to answer.

The phone was tossed somewhere to be forgotten as you continued to ride your boyfriend, and Wakasa never ending the call just furthered the situation entirely. Shinichiro brought it up again the other day, asking if you found Wakasa attractive at all; the question was moot, for it was clear by the way you wanted him to listen to you fuck your boyfriend that you were interested in him on some level.

He followed his question up with another: do you want to invite him over next time?

The question alone had heat running straight to your pussy, and with eager eyes, you nodded. This had him smiling down at you, capturing your lips in a kiss before mumbling against them, you’re gonna look so pretty getting fucked by my best friend.

Recounting the memory, you smirked, shoving your phone in your pocket and after checking your appearance one last time in the mirror, you fled your apartment.

Down the stairs you went, quick steps carrying you to your waiting boyfriend, who leant against his bike with a cigarette hanging between his lips. His head was down, thumbs typing rapidly, presumably texting the man of the hour. As you drew closer, he looked up, smiling and pocketing his phone. “There’s my girl, gorgeous as always.” He greeted you, taking the cigarette from his lips and tossing it to the ground, stomping it out.

You graciously accepted the kiss he placed on your cheek, stealing your helmet from the back of his bike. “Only the best for you, Shin.”

“Don’t I know it.” He replied, taking the helmet from you and placing it on your head, strapping it securely. “You nervous?”

“A little.” You told him, shrugging your shoulders. “Just don’t know what to expect, I guess.”

“I’ll be right there the whole time, don’t worry, darling.” He said earnestly, patting the top of your helmet reassuringly before the two of you hopped on his bike.

You rode through the city, clutching desperately onto Shinichiro like you always did, resting your cheek against the curve of his back. He loved taking you on rides on his bike, feeling your arms around his waist and warmth against his back despite the cold wind that rushed past you both. Although he could get a little careless when he was out with his friends, he made sure to tone it down when you were with him, because after all, you’re the most precious cargo he’d ever carry on the back of this bike.

Shinichiro pulled up to his apartment in no time, the two of you finding your way to the elevator; you took the brief moment alone with him to give him a hug, laying your head on his shoulder and feeling his chest rise and fall against yours. “You know I love you, right Shin?”

“Of course, darling,” He responded, kissing the top of your head. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“Jus’ making sure.”

Walking down the hallway, you linked your pinky with his - a small gesture of affection you never failed to do out of habit. The walk felt endless, though you’ve made it countless times at this point. Every sound that bounced off the walls ricocheted into your ears, distracting you from what was about to occur behind his door.

The jingle of his keys brought you back. The door flung open, and there Wakasa was, nested into the corner of the couch with that damn lollipop in his mouth like always. A gentle smirk found its way to his face, and he brought his long fingers up to the stick and removed it from his mouth with a pop. “Took you two long enough.”

You idled by the front door as Shinichiro advanced, eyes falling on the half-drank glass sitting in front of his friend. “I see you’ve helped yourself to my liquor cabinet, huh?”

Not the only thing of Shinichiro’s that he’s going to be helping himself to tonight, you thought to yourself. You remained tight lipped, hands clinging to themselves in front of you.

Your boyfriend saw you lingering behind him. “Don’t be shy, darling, it’s just Imaushi.”

You watched as he shed his coat, and you found yourself reciprocating his actions, stepping further into the apartment and laying your jacket on the back of a dining chair.

“Let’s see how quiet you are once I get my hands on you.” Wakasa spoke from across the room, popping the candy back into his mouth.

Gaining confidence, you strided over to the boy and tossed a leg over the side of him, so you were straddling him. Face to face with your boyfriend’s best friend, your breath ghosted over his lips; this was surely closer than the two of you have ever been. “I’d like to see you try.” Your hands plucked the lollipop out from between his lips and slipped it past your own, sucking on the candy.

“Oh please, darling, you’re so noisy in bed.” Shinichiro laughed from his position in the chair next to the couch. He lit up a cigarette as he spoke.

You whipped your head around to glare at him. “You’re supposed to have my back here.”

Wakasa raised an eyebrow in question. “Is that so? Am I gonna make my princess scream tonight?”

“Wouldn’t you like that,” You teased, toying with the lollipop between your lips.

Wakasa’s eyes flickered down to your lips around the red candy, glistening in the dim lighting of the apartment. He could barely stop himself from licking his own at the sight, gingerly taking the lollipop from your mouth and discarding it to the end table beside him. The words fell from his lips breathlessly, “Tell me to stop whenever.”

You nodded, turning your head to the ravenette sitting across from you. “You too, baby.”

“Don’t worry, I will.” The boy assured you, reclining back in the chair and spreading his legs wide as he watched the two of you, taking a long drag from the cigarette between his fingers.

The second he finished speaking, your lips collided with Wakasa’s, immediately delving your tongue between his lips eagerly to get a taste of him—a pleasant mixture of whiskey and the cherry candy he was sucking on just moments prior. He gladly welcomed the exploring muscle, feverishly working against yours as his hands ran down your sides to settle at your hips. You took this as a hint to grind against him, to feel how hard he’s been this entire time unbeknownst to you.

Just that small friction you created had his breath ragged, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip and eliciting a quiet whine from you. He rutted his pelvis up into your heat. “Feel how hard I am for you, princess?” He asked, kissing all along your jawline. His mouth traveled from your jaw to the base of your neck, running his tongue along your skin and causing a chill to run down your spine. “‘S been like this ever since I heard you on that phone call, ever since I heard those pretty moans of yours.”

“Wakasa…” You sighed, feeling him nip at your skin, marking you.

He stopped his work for a second. “No, ‘s Imaushi to you—don’t you think we’re close enough for that, princess?”

Diving a hand up underneath your sweater, he grabbed at the flesh of your breast, pinching your sensitive nipple between his fingers. “Oh, ‘Ushi-” You gasped, digging your fingernails into his shoulders.

The nickname went straight to his cock, straining it against his pants even further; the discomfort was getting out of hand, each time you ground your hips down onto him had him yearning for more. Continuing to knead your breast, he connected his lips to yours again, allowing you to melt into his touch and savor the taste on his lips.

Next to you, Shinichiro was palming himself over his jeans. He knew your body so well, how it reacted to the simplest touch, and seeing it from this point of view had his cock aching in a way it never had before. A deep groan escaped from deep in his chest at the sight of you desperately humping his friend, kissing him as if he were your only source of sustenance. “You like the way he tastes, huh pretty girl?”

You broke away from him, sending your boyfriend a dazed look and nodding. “He tastes like you…” turning back to Wakasa, your lips ghosted over his, “only sweeter.”

Wakasa smirked at your compliment. “You taste pretty sweet yourself, princess.” He mumbled against your lips, fingers venturing down the material of your skirt and tugging on the hem. “Her pussy taste just as good, Shinichiro?”

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” He suggested, shoving his hand down his unbuttoned jeans.

All the while, Wakasa’s fingers grazed your clothed pussy, feeling the already damp material beneath his skin. The faint contact had your walls fluttering around nothing, an impatient whine escaping your lips. Wakasa stared into your eyes as his fingers pushed aside the fabric, dragging two fingers between your folds to gather up your arousal dripping from your quivering hole. You breathed a sigh of relief as he did so, grinding your pussy against his hand to feel more, to relieve that ache in your core; you involuntarily whimpered again when he removed himself from between your legs, bringing the digits up to his mouth and sucking on them while maintaining eye contact with you. Both you and your boyfriend both released shaky moans at the sight.

“Fuck…” You breathed, chest already heaving at just that single touch of his.

He smirked over towards Shinichiro. “Guess I was right.”

You were on your back in an instant, the fabric of your top riding up and the cold leather of the couch sending a chill down your spine. Wakasa worked his way down your body, his hands roaming every inch of you and lips kissing any sliver of skin that was on display. His tongue, hot against your cool flesh, was maddening, stoking your desire further and dampening the thin fabric covering your cunt. For a second, your eyes drifted over to your boyfriend, smirking at the sight of his hand shoved down his pants, the cigarette hanging between his lips as his eyes are transfixed on the boy pressing a kiss to your clothed clit—

“Ahh, please, Imaushi…” You whined, rocking your hips against his face, begging to be touched properly.

He smirked up at you, hooking his finger around the band of your panties and pulling them down, tantalizingly slow just to tease you further. There was no way he was just going to give in that easily to you. “As much as I’d love to eat you out for hours, princess,” he said, wrapping his lips around your clit for a fleeting moment, before pulling away, proud of the way your hole clenched around nothing, “I gotta feel how tight you are. Would you like that, pretty girl?” He asked you, circling your clit with one lone finger. You nodded weakly, barely emitting a whimper as a response, but Wakasa didn’t care for that answer. He gave you a firm slap to your clit. “Use your words, princess. I know you can.”

“Please Ushi. Need you inside me s’bad.”

“Atta girl,” he mumbled into your neck, strong hands forcing your hips sideways to give him room to slot himself behind you, spooning you perfectly. You had no idea when he discarded his bottoms, you just felt his leaking tip, swollen and needy, nudge itself between your dripping folds. His hand grabbed under your thigh, lifting it up to gain better access to your cunt before easing the head of his dick into your hole.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at how he stretched you out, mouth hung open the further he pushed himself in. Shinichiro thought you looked absolutely beautiful right now, the image of his friend sinking himself into you and your face contorted in pleasure; he audibly groaned as he grasped his own cock, squeezing the head just like your pussy would, though he knew it wasn’t the same. “Shit, you like being filled up by him, huh darling?”

You nodded, choking out a strained oh fuck once he bottomed out in you. Wakasa’s head was buried in your neck, kissing and biting all over the entire time, smiling against your skin; you could practically feel his cock throbbing inside you as he hesitated, before he dragged his cock all the way out and tapped the tip against your puffy cunt. “Your boyfriend asked you a question.”

“I-I do…” you cried, thighs quivering while Wakasa slotted his dick between your soaked folds. “Please put it in again, Ushi. Need your cock to fill me up.”

At your words, he slid his wet cock back into your warm cunt so easily, no resistance at all from how aroused you were. Your head hung back against Wakasa’s shoulder as he fucked you, the pressure beginning to build as he quickened the way he continually snapped his hips up into you.

Shinichiro had made his way over to the two of you, ridding himself of his clothes and kneeling beside you. He rest his hand against your cheek, bringing your attention to him.

“Look at you, spreading your legs so nice for my friend. You just can’t keep your damn legs shut, hm?” He asked with a smirk, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip.

Wakasa scoffed at the degradation, noting the way his friend stroked himself. “You’re no better, Shinichiro, getting off to the sight of your woman getting fucked by another cock…”

“Shit!” You cried out at the sudden circles drawn around your clit. You had no idea whose fingers were working so tightly on your sensitive bud, aiding you in reaching your climax. “Ah, fuck, I’m cumming,” With a feral moan, your walls constricted around Wakasa’s length while you rode out your high, the attention to your clit easing up eventually.

While your walls continued to flutter in the aftermath of your powerful orgasm, Wakasa pulled out, leaving you emptier than ever. Before you could utter any sort of complaint, you were pulled by your ankles further down the couch by your boyfriend, who was desperate to shove his cock deep into you. You let out a quiet yelp at the action, breaths falling heavy from your lips as you flickered your gaze to the ravenette at your feet. He wasted no time in hoisting your ankles over his shoulders, taking his cock in his hand and dragging the swollen tip through your dripping slit.

“Show Imaushi what that pretty mouth can do.”

Without wasting a moment, you threw your head back to hang off the couch, Wakasa’s cock right in front of your eyes. He took advantage of the way your lips parted just slightly, sheathing his length into your mouth just in time for you to tuck your lips around your teeth to ensure they didn’t scrape along his sensitive skin. The head hit the back of your throat without warning, causing you to gag slightly, but you quickly composed yourself and flattened your tongue against him.

As soon as Wakasa drew himself out and pushed himself back into you once, your boyfriend sank his own painfully hard cock into your fluttering pussy, deliciously wet from your first orgasm. He didn’t give you any time to adjust to his massive size, immediately fucking into you, groaning at how nicely your walls constricted around him. Shinichiro was long, it's almost as if you forget just how far in you he reached with ease every time he fucked you; he never failed to kiss your cervix with his swollen tip. The pace he fell into had you moaning around Wakasa, the vibrations driving him absolutely wild.

Wakasa fucked into your mouth hard, totally using you for his own pleasure. The angle you laid before him was perfect for him to slide right into your tight throat, and luckily for him, you were used to Shinichiro fucking your throat like this. He pushed himself as far as he could, his balls up against your nose as you swallowed around him. Wrapping a hand around your neck, he lightly squeezed the imprint of his dick bulging out of your throat. “Damn, Shin—fuck—she’s takin’ me so well.”

“Yeah, that’s my girl,” Shinichrio replied, not easing up on his relentless pace of thrusting deep in your cunt. You couldn’t see it, but you were sure your boyfriend was able to see the cute little bulge of him in your tummy as he pounded into you. His hands gripped onto your thighs tightly, keeping your legs in place atop his shoulders. “Must be so full, huh, pretty girl? Doin’ so good for both of us.”

The praise was going straight to your pussy, urging you to fight back the tears that couldn’t help but trickle from the sides of your eyes and run down your cheeks. Wakasa let go of your neck and picked his pace back up, rutting over and over again into your throat, obscene noises filling the apartment.

“‘M gonna cum, baby.” He groaned, snapping his hips a final time before pulling out just before he shot hot ropes of his cum all over your mouth and lower face.

Before you could even think about licking up his release and happily swallowing, your boyfriend shrugged your legs off his shoulders. “Don’t swallow.” He ordered.

You were in such a daze, you didn’t register he was kissing you until he forced his tongue past your lips, greedily stealing all the cum he could. His lips worked against yours desperately as he swallowed down all he could manage, moaning at the taste of his friend that coated his taste buds. And then, he was cumming inside you, filling you up with his seed deep in your cunt, sending you over the edge as well, thighs shaking and toes curling at your second climax.

Things were hazy now as you laid there, your boyfriend kissing your lips gently once more before he eased his length out of you. Eyelids drooping from how fucked out you were, you barely were able to catch the way Shinichiro called for his friend in a breathless voice, before planting his kiss-swollen lips on the white-haired man, his large hand cupping his face tenderly. You smiled up at the two of them, unaware of what your boyfriend had mumbled against his lips.

But as soon as Wakasa was kneeling between your legs again, you knew exactly what he was up to. His tongue swiping up the cum that dribbled out of your hole confirmed your suspicion, causing you to involuntarily buck your hips up, trying to get out of his touch from how overstimulated you were. He held you down by your hips, eating you out as if he hadn’t eaten in days, licking up Shinichiro’s orgasm from your quivering hole.

“‘S too much, ‘Ushi!” You whimpered, panting heavily and tears tickling your lash line once again.

Shinichiro cradled your head, sitting beside you. “You’re okay, baby. Give Imaushi one more, ‘n make it count. I know you can do it.”

His soft-spoken words filled you with encouragement, Wakasa’s lips attaching to your sensitive clit and sucking harshly once more was enough to send you into your third and final orgasm of the night, your juices spilling out and covering his face entirely. With a glistening chin, Wakasa sat back on his heels and let out a tired yet satisfied chuckle at how wrecked you looked. You still were as beautiful as always, but he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy that Shinichiro was lucky to see you like this on a regular basis. You were a vision, a siren, no wonder he fell so damn hard for you months ago.

Shinichiro pressed his lips to your forehead, stirring you out of your trance. “You okay, baby?”

“Yeah, just spaced out for a sec there.” You replied, still trying to catch your breath.

Wakasa wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve. “I’m never gonna get over the taste of your pussy, I hope you know that.”

“Just remember,” your boyfriend cautioned, “you talk about her pussy to anyone, and it’ll be the last one you ever taste.”

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livinwithaltitude · 5 years

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That Hill!

OK, looking at it, its more like a bump but its my bump and I’ll call it a mountain if I like! Actually, its not my hill. I logged into Strava this morning and uploaded some of my recent efforts from MapMyRide and created a new segment for both sides of the hill. The reason why I have used MMR over Strava will become clearer.

Nothing to write home about right? This is Neebraska after all, lets be nice, rolling hills at best! Its short and not really that steep.

Strava mapped my recent efforts on the segment

OK, nice! I can see if Im improving over time, clearly not but I like it!

Then I scroll a bit more and see why I have not been Strava-ing!

Competition! On my hill! WTAF! Its my hill! Keith either has a. monstrously huge legs or b. an electric bike or c. left Strava on while in his car cos no-one can generate 900W on a bicycle!

But the others! Of course I have Nate in my sights, he just rode up over and back and called it, a 3 mile ride?!? I might have to get a bike rack for the car to get it to the bottom of the hill :0) Xander made it part of a 2 hour ride, but he looks young and fit ... might have trouble catching him! Jason made it part of a 20miler evening ride, that's reasonable. 21 seconds is a lot to make up over 3/4 of a mile thou.

On the bright side, 5th aint bad for an old bloke but I'm not settling, oh no!

Its on!

I hate but secretly love you Strava!

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lesbian-fabray · 5 years

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buffy the vampire slayer-fuffy playlist

1950 - king princess

all i wanted - paramore

bad guy - billie eilish

believe - the bravery

bigger boys and stolen sweethearts - arctic monkeys

bike ride - the brobecks

bother - stone sour

bury a friend - billie eilish

casual affair - panic! at the disco

closer - tegan and sara

come again - party nails

cornerstone - arctic monkeys

dangerous animals - arctic monkeys

decode - paramore

do i wanna know? - arctic monkeys

do me a favour - arctic monkeys

fall away - twenty one pilots

fluorescent adolescent - arctic monkeys

g.i.n.a.s.f.s. - fall out boy

goner - twenty one pilots

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

if you were there, beware - arctic monkeys

i’m a mess - frank iero

iris - the goo goo dolls

kill me - the pretty reckless

let’s kill tonight - panic! at the disco

loner - yungblud

lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - panic! at the disco

makedamnsure - taking back sunday

pleaser - wallows

señorita - shawn mendes & camila cabello

still - daughter

strangers - halsey & lauren jauregui

talia - king princess

that’s what you get - paramore

the bad thing - arctic monkeys

the kill - thirty seconds to mars

thnks fr th mmrs - fall out boy

too much to ask - arctic monkeys

trying your luck - the strokes

upper west side - king princess

xo - fall out boy

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hizokucycles · 6 years

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apisonadora60 · 6 years

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MMR Bikes · ¡Saltando hacia una nueva semana! 📷 Dani AP #attackCX

#attackCX #mmrbikes

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alaindrum · 7 years

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#sunset #nofilter #instangood #instago #insta #mmr #bike #bikelife #instaphoto #instapic #instandaily #instanature #renedodeesgueva #valladolid #españa #spain #instant #instanow #skyline #sky #sun #sunrise #webstapick #webstagram #instagram #instacool #instaspain #hill #photography #photooftheday

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kyeabove · 6 years

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5, 7, 10, 16, 25, 31, 43, 55, 63

5: What tree would I be? Hopefully one of those in a park I don’t know the names of that have less chance of being cut down. 7: Which shirt? I’m wearing three of them right now.

10: Shockingly, at midnight I was getting ready to get to bed. I had a thing I had to be up earlier for. It helped the internet was off and I’d gotten maybe three hours of sleep yesterday.

16: The last song I listened to was Thnks fr th Mmrs by Fallout Boy

25: 100$? That’s going towards food. I eat a lot.

31: Just one horrible thing from my past? I guess having @kivanoda get hit by a car and the fall out of it would be nice to erase. It may have not happened to me (even though it was close) but it effected me greatly because I witnessed it, and I was haunted by it, and well, you’d want to change that your sibling got hit by a car, wouldn’t you?43: Some scars. Most of them are faint though now. I have one above my eye from when I fainted as a child and clipped a tv stand on the way down, and a larger one from a few years ago when I fell off my bike and my leg got sliced. I also have a more noticeable one on my foot from when I brushed up against a nail. The rest I can’t recall or see because they faded too much.

55: I actually have a sort of accent slip. My main accent is a mixture of a few things, which has been pointed out to me, but occasionally I’ll unintentionally say stuff in different accents. I figure it’s to do with my ADHD, maybe? All I know is that it’s happened and people have taken notice.

63: Dinosaurs. Although with dragons it depends on the dragon.

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monterplant · 3 years

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MMR Rounds out year of releases with new X-Bolt full-suspension E-MTB

Thus far in 2021, MMR has rolled out a new fleet of bikes including mountain and road options that primarily are built for racers at a considerable clip. The Spanish bike company began dropping new builds in the fall with a line of Kenta XC mountain bikes in November. The brand quickly followed with the The post MMR Rounds out year of releases with new X-Bolt full-suspension E-MTB appeared first…

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thebikerbookforcharity · 3 years

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#bossiercity #louisiana - Dec. 4

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Stop by #3StateHarleyDavidson at 2225 AutoPlex Dr. in Bossier City with an unwrapped toy between now and December 4th to pre-register, or just register the day of the event.

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merkabici · 1 year

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La bicicleta mas ligera de la marca MMR Adrenaline 5.0

Si eres un apasionado del ciclismo, te tenemos una emocionante noticia: la quinta generación de la MMR Adrenaline, el modelo de carretera superventas de la marca, está a punto de revolucionar la forma en que experimentas la competición en dos ruedas. ¡Prepárate para conocer la MMR Adrenaline 5.0, la bicicleta de carretera más ligera jamás creada por MMR Bikes! Un Cambio Histórico en MMR Bikes La marca MMR Bikes está marcando un hito en sus procesos de fabricación con el lanzamiento de la quinta generación de la MMR Adrenaline. Esta nueva versión presenta un cuadro asombrosamente ligero, pesando apenas 800 gramos antes de pintar. Este cuadro marca un antes y un después en la historia de MMR, al ser el más ligero fabricado hasta la fecha. Debut en la Vuelta a España Barcelona será testigo de un momento emocionante el próximo sábado 26 de agosto, cuando MMR Bikes haga su debut en La Vuelta a España. La nueva Adrenaline será presentada en este escenario por la escuadra Caja Rural-Seguros RGA, añadiendo una dosis de emoción a la competición. Diseñada para la Alta Competición La MMR Adrenaline es mucho más que una bicicleta; es una obra maestra diseñada para la alta competición. Pero no te preocupes, no es exclusiva para los profesionales. También está pensada para los entusiastas y usuarios finales que buscan la máxima calidad y rendimiento en su experiencia de ciclismo. En la primera mitad de 2024, podrás encontrarla en puntos de venta con cuatro opciones de montaje, dos colores y cinco tallas (desde XS hasta XL). El Cuadro Ligero de Carbono El cuadro de la MMR Adrenaline 5.0 se presenta en dos variantes de carbono. El modelo estándar cuenta con carbono de menor módulo de elasticidad, lo que le brinda una mayor capacidad para responder elásticamente a las cargas verticales. Por otro lado, el modelo ligero y rígido (SL) está diseñado para optimizar la transferencia de potencia a la rueda trasera, evitando pérdidas por deformación. Diseño Aerodinámico La MMR Adrenaline 2024 ha sido rediseñada para mejorar su rendimiento aerodinámico a altas velocidades. Los tubos presentan formas más redondeadas y contenidas en volumen, lo que no solo contribuye a la estética elegante de la bicicleta, sino que también ayuda a reducir el peso y mejorar la velocidad. Bocina de Bicicleta Agilidad y Reactividad La nueva Adrenaline mantiene vainas cortas que no solo añaden agilidad y reactividad a la bicicleta, sino que también integran una dirección recta de 1.5". Esto permite la integración interna del cableado, lo que no solo brinda una apariencia más limpia, sino que también aumenta la rigidez estructural. Espacio y Comodidad La MMR Adrenaline 5.0 también tiene en cuenta tu comodidad y versatilidad. El paso de rueda se ha ampliado para permitir cubiertas de hasta 32 mm de ancho, brindándote más opciones para enfrentar diferentes condiciones de carretera. Además, la patilla de cambio, una SRAM UDH, garantiza un cambio suave y eficiente. Conclusión En resumen, la MMR Adrenaline 5.0 representa un hito en la historia de MMR Bikes. Su cuadro ligero, diseño aerodinámico y características mejoradas la convierten en una opción emocionante tanto para los ciclistas profesionales como para los entusiastas. Esta bicicleta te ofrece el rendimiento que necesitas y la calidad que mereces. Polar Ignite 2 Preguntas Frecuentes - ¿Cuándo estará disponible la MMR Adrenaline 5.0 en las tiendas?La bicicleta estará disponible en la primera mitad de 2024. - ¿Cuántas opciones de montaje y tallas ofrece la nueva Adrenaline?Tendrás la opción de elegir entre cuatro opciones de montaje, dos colores y cinco tallas diferentes, desde XS hasta XL. - ¿Qué hace que el cuadro de la MMR Adrenaline 5.0 sea especial?El cuadro es especial debido a su peso increíblemente ligero de solo 800 gramos antes de pintar, lo que lo convierte en el cuadro más ligero de la historia de MMR. - ¿Cuál es la diferencia entre los modelos estándar y ligero (SL) del cuadro de carbono?El modelo estándar ofrece una mayor capacidad de respuesta elástica a las cargas verticales, mientras que el modelo ligero y rígido (SL) prioriza la transferencia eficiente de potencia a la rueda trasera. - ¿Qué equipo presentará la nueva Adrenaline en La Vuelta a España?La nueva Adrenaline será presentada por la escuadra Caja Rural-Seguros RGA en La Vuelta a España. Read the full article

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gravelrides · 7 years

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robustcornhusk · 6 years

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i have things to do today, all of which i’m putting off for some reason

group A: i need to message my doctor and ask them to get... an order sent in for me to get re-vaccinated, because apparently MMR didn’t work on me very well the first two times. need to message my therapist and tell them i’m a dumb fuck and i have to be on a ferry when i would usually have my appointment.

group B: i need to clean out the fridge; i need to do the meal planning.

group C:i need to shave.

group D: i need to pick up cat food. i need to pick up the farm box. i need to pick up anything else we want at the farmer’s market.

group E: i need to put the bike mount on the phone and the phone mount on the bike.

group F: I need to go on a bike ride with some friends.

group G: i need to get ready for a camping trip this weekend.

group A: It would have been better (convenient, responsible) to have done these two weeks ago. i have to ask someone to do a thing for me. i had to reschedule an appointment three weeks ago with my therapist on similar near-notice and i feel bad about it, because i know that therapy is incredibly low-margin for how much of an unpleasant thing it is. i need to do it, because either (i don’t do it, i just don’t show up, they ??? at me for it being my second absence ever) or (i do it, they reschedule me, i maybe have to pay because i didn’t give much notice) or (i do it, they reschedule me, it’s all fine). i feel like an ass being apparently not-immune to mumps and rubella, and apparently the way i want to deal with it is not write a one-sentence email and then walk my ass three blocks to the doctor’s office but instead ignore it.

group c: i get super bored shaving, and i irritate my face if i do it too often, and also i fucking hate facial hair. testosterone is overall great, but the hair is garbage. i am strongly considering getting the hair zapped, but i’m held back by: what if it doesn’t work? i don’t hear about testosterone-powered humans doing this frequently; what if the people doing it think i’m weird for wanting it/oh god i have to deal with a human for this; it’s probably sorta expensive and i feel bad wanting to spend money on a ... literally superficial thing. but also it’s scratchy and pokey and it *hurts* to be anything other than clean-shaven and i can’t sleep without wearing a scarf unless i’ve shaved within a few hours of going to bed, and i can’t eat certain foods, and i can’t sweat, ... and this is ridiculous. and it takes 15 minutes and i spill water everywhere and generally make a mess. and i need to not put off everything else to do research on this because now is not the time.

group D: these are all located on the same quarter-block, but each is sufficiently heavy that i need to make at least three trips for it.

group B & D: we get a box of produce every week from a farm; i like it because it’s comparatively very cheap, and it’s all really nice (not buggy, not muddy, lots of weird vegetables that i enjoy and know how to cook but wouldn’t think to get on my own or isn’t even available at the nearest groceries). but the quantities are kinda weird; we get more of one thing than i could possibly use in a week (or even two), or just enough of something to serve one person as a side dish, and i have to get extra; and in either case the fridge gets nearly completely full on wednesday afternoon, to the minor dismay of my housemates. (and the damn fridge is slowly filling up anyway, because we panic and turn all the leftovers at the end of a cycle into syrups and shrubs and pickles and stuff.) so i have to plan out the week ahead of time, to be sure we’ll use it all up. and some weeks i can cook every night for 7 days, and lunch on the weekends, and some weeks i can’t, either due to scheduling constraints, being sick, stuff coming up. so i’m loathe to look at this last week’s failure (i’ve been sick since saturday night), and i’m not excited about trying to plan this next week (because i’m going to be gone friday night and assuredly tired on saturday).

group E: if i fuck it up i have wasted 30 dollars on a phone case and the nice mount that everyone likes. i can’t be sure i haven’t fucked it up until after i’ve done it, because there’s not a good way to test the placement. oh, i might be able to hold it on with like shitty double sided tape or something. but also i have to be in the garage to do this.

group F: we were planning to go on sunday, but i was sick; last night, but i was still sick and cohuman had an appointment. so today, but i need to do the phone mount and i feel weird about wearing normal clothes to bike in (too hot!) and weird about cyclist clothes (i’m too slow! they’ll be too cold at the coast! i can’t carry a jacket on this bike!). i’m going to be slower than usual because i’m still a little sick, or i’ll push myself and be wrecked at the end. but also i know i like this route and i like biking, and i’ll get stronger if i go, so i want to...

group G: today’s the last chance to be sure i have all the gear (and to replace it if i don’t). i need to get stove fuel & figure out food that tastes good with minor prep that doesn’t need refrigeration and that can be carried by bike for 20 miles. i need to be sure everything fits in my interim panniers, and how we’re packing it to make it not a disaster every time i need to get something. i need to be sure it’s light enough that it doesn’t make my decidedly-non-touring bike handle weird. i need to make sure of the route. i need to be sure that the bike site will allow us even if it’s full.

okay; a lot of these are part “unreasonable anxiety” and part “justified anxiety, because i know it takes just one oversight to fuck it up”(1).

the second i can fix with more adhd meds, though i don’t think that much i’m planning to do today particularly has that failure mode. for the first, i need to make sure to use non-stimulant med; i also have the intervention of getting High Enough That I Can’t Think Very Far Ahead, if it turns out i need to.

(1) one small bad decision can be an expensive/unfixable mistake: cohuman’s bike probably would’ve been fine if i hadn’t suggested taking the seatpost out to stick it in the car. i broke a book a few weeks ago when it slipped out of my hand and hit a hard object on the spine. i shifted wrong on my actual touring bike once and twisted the chain 90 degrees(2). i ran the blender with the lid off the other day and sprayed cashews all over the kitchen. mad with power, we bought couches that were too big, and the living room has been cramped this whole time. i bought a graphics card that didn’t play nice with linux, and for three months my machine crashed on average every other day (it seems an update fixed it? i’m not actually sure.) one time i didn’t pay attention and ran a shot glass through the garbage disposal. one time i fucked up and put drano in a clogged dishwasher; this makes soap. i dented a doorframe by putting a too-large over-the-door rack and shims on the wrong side. i broke a paper towel holder by grabbing it too fast when i knocked over a cup when i was on the phone, and also nearly fucked up scheduling surgery because of it. i cut the door on the litter box too low and pico constantly flings cat litter out. we tried to make rice in the rice cooker and forgot the water.

(2) very fortunately, despite it being on a road some distance out from the nearest town of barely 7k, and having not seen a single person for half an hour, barely a minute after i’d pulled off to the side, a guy in a pickup passed me, turned around, and offered me a ride back to town.

i feel like i don’t have enough time to do all this, but i’m pretty sure i do. messages will take < 20 minutes, shaving < 20 minutes, meal planning and fridge 90ish minutes, phone mount < 30 minutes; so i could be done with all that by 2:30, or at worst 3. cat food and human food will take 90 minutes or so, and part of that can’t happen til at least 4pm. bike ride will probably happen at 6; we’ll be home by 8:30. packing list can occur after that.

so despite spending 30 minutes writing this out, it’s probably fine, and i probably want to get started nowish.

i guess “dinner” isn’t really anywhere in there. i think i can find a < 20 minute prep one for to happen after biking.

#king midas has the ears of an ass #king midas is an ass

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