jumping off an edge

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Figure Skating Jumps With Yuuri and Viktor

This blog started out as a Yuri!!! on Ice trash blog, but somewhere along the way, my love for figure skating was rekindled. My blog now doubles as a figure skating… trash blog, lol! Yeah, I have no life.

Anyway! Jumps - wonderful to watch, confusing af to recognize. If this is your usual sentiment, then you have come to the right place! Let Yuuri and Viktor show you the different jumps done by figure skaters, as well as tips on how to recognize them.

Jumps are actually fairly easy to recognize once you know what to look for. The first thing to look for is how skaters propel themselves off the ice. Was there a toe pick assist - meaning did the other foot’s toe pick help the skater push off the ice? Or was the skater propelled solely by their knees? The former is called a toe jump, because the toe pick was used to lift off the ice. The latter is called an edge jump, because the skater jumped off directly from an edge of their skating blade. This is most recognizable through a deeper bend in the knees, because without a toe pick assist, the strength of the jump comes solely from the knees.

HOLD UP… EDGES???

Right, so we also need to understand edges first. If you search for close ups of skating blades viewed from the back, you will find that there is something like a hollow on the bottom of the blade so that there are two edges. If you were to stand with your feet just slightly apart, the inside edges would be the edges in line with your inner thighs (and calves, whatever). Conversely, the outside edges would be the edges that are facing the outside world.

Now, the great thing is all jumps are landed at the back outside edge. Which foot depends on the skater. Yuuri and Viktor both seem to favor landing on their right foot. Most skaters have a preferred landing foot, but to help you visualize, a skater who prefers landing on his right foot, for example, would always land tilted slightly to the right, because he is landing on his right outside edge.

So if it is not the landing that differentiates the jumps, what does? Yep, you got it - the entry.

Now that we have the basics down, time for the fun part: the different kinds of jumps!

EDGE JUMPS

Loop: Entered at the back outside edge of the same foot. You land exactly where you started, hence the “loop”. Example of a loop is the first gif, which is a loop done by Yuuri. The knee bend is not very clear, but see how his right foot is tilted to the right and slightly back? Clear back outside edge, landed also on his right foot.

Salchow: Yuuri’s bane of a jump is entered at the back inside edge of the opposite foot. The fun thing about the Salchow is that apart from the usual clues (knee bend and tilt of the foot), the nature of the landing is such that the entry leg sweeps into a wide arch once the skater lands on the opposite leg. Example is the second gif, done by Yuuri. See how Yuuri bends his knees? That is an obvious edge jump. See how his left foot tilts slightly inwards (inside edge take-off) before jumping off? Another interesting thing about this gif is Yuuri’s entry on the Salchow – it looked like he jumped from both feet. Two-footed Salchows are right or wrong depending on who you ask, but the idea is that the skater should still be taking off from the correct foot and the correct edge when entering the Salchow.

Axel: Yuuri’s favorite is also a common favorite among fans because it is easily recognizable AND it is the jump type with the highest points. The Axel is the only jump entered facing forward. Because of this entry, however, to land on the back outside edge (where all jumps land), you have to make an extra half rotation. That means a triple Axel is actually an Axel with three-and-a-half rotations, and this is also why it is given the most points. Also because of this, a quad Axel is the only remaining possible quad jump that has not yet been landed. (Can you imagine having to do four-and-a-half rotations?) Example, of course, is our boy Yuuri nailing that triple Axel in the third gif.

TOE JUMPS

Toe Loop: Arguably the easiest jump, it is basically a loop with a toe pick assist. With the extra assist, it is usually the first quad landed by most male skaters, and in the show, this is the only quad Phichit can land. The fourth gif is a triple toe loop done by Viktor. See the way his left toe pick helps him off the ice? See how cleanly he takes off (slight outside tilt of his right foot) and lands on the same foot (same outside tilt)?

Flip: Viktor’s signature quad, the flip jump is entered by the back inside edge of the opposite foot. Enter on the inside edge of one foot, land at the outside edge of the other foot - hence, you flip. You can also think of it as a Salchow with a toe pick assist. The fifth gif is a triple flip done by Viktor. I chose his triple flip because the animation is clearer here. See how his right leg swings for that toe pick assist? His left entry foot is tilted slightly inwards to jump from his inside edge, and he then lands on his usual right landing foot (tilted slightly outwards to the back outside edge). (Bonus: The quad flip in particular is interesting to watch out for because for some reason, the skaters do a full turn before the jump, which is not as obviously done when skaters do a triple flip instead. It makes the quad version look dramatic, at least especially in the show when Yuuri and Viktor do it with that solemn look on their faces and all, but it’s also fun to watch when real-life figure skaters like Shoma Uno - who was the first to land the quad flip - also does that full turn before jumping. Somebody explain this to me, though. What physics is at work there? Idk.)

Lutz: Chris’ signature jump and my personal favorite is the Lutz, which is entered on the back outside edge of the opposite foot. The interesting thing about the Lutz is that because it is entered from the outside edge of the opposite foot, it is counter-rotated - that means the skater goes one direction then spins the opposite direction. It is a high difficulty jump and so gets the second highest base score after the Axel. The last gif shown here is a Lutz done together by Yuuri and Viktor, and I slowed the gif down a bit to better show the characteristics of the jump. Viktor actually gives the more consistently clear example of Lutzes in the show, but see how Yuuri enters the jump on the first few frames? That is typical Lutz entry, where the skater’s entry foot crosses over to the opposite side to give it that tilt it needs so they jump from the back outside edge. See how Viktor’s left foot is slightly tilted so you see underneath his skate? He is tilted slightly to the left, but he then jumps counter-clockwise, even if with that tilt, his natural spin would have been clockwise. He then lands on his right foot on the outside edge.

And there you have it! The six types of figure skating jumps. I hope that was helpful to those who are interested in learning to recognize these awesome jumps. The more figure skating fans, the merrier, I say!

(Any questions on these jumps? Leave me a message and talk skating to me. I would love to answer your questions! ♡)

To those of you who are stupid enough to think the world is flat...

YOU ARE WHAT’S KEEPING HUMANITY FROM PROGRESSING TO THE NEXT STAGE OF EVOLUTION. YOU ARE THE SYSTEMATIC DUMBING DOWN OF THE POPULACE THAT THE SHADOW GOVERNMENT IS ATTACKING US WITH IMPLEMENTING IN FULL EFFECT.

IF THE WORLD IS REALLY FLAT, I INVITE YOU TO PROVE IT TO ALL OF HUMANITY BY FINDING THE EDGE, AND JUMPING YOUR STUPID ASSES THE FUCK OFF OF IT.

PLEASE

6

Part I (Jump Identification)  ||  Part II (Combination Jumps)  ||  Part III (Spin Identification)

For there to be a combination of jumps, the 2nd jump must take off from the landing edge of the 1st jump

Since Yuzuru, Plushenko and Wakaba all rotate anti-clockwise in the air, these examples are for anti-clockwise jumps. For clock-wise jumpers, the left and right would reversed.

Much thanks to the anon who suggested this 

I kept drinking because it was the only time I felt alive.
I kept drinking because I needed to stop thinking of jumping off the edge.
I wanted to drown myself in something other than the melancholy feeling that surrounded me.
I kept drinking to forget about the scars that covered my body, sometimes I think there’s more scar than skin.
I kept drinking to forget all the places his hands had been even though I said no.
I kept drinking because sometimes I didn’t want to feel alive, I wanted numbness. I wanted to feel numb and blurry all over.
—  (172/365) by (KJ)
Silk Robe (Johnny!!!)

My fav anons requested:

 - Hiiiii! Could you possibly do a Johnny smut??? Like idc what it’s about as long as he is dominant af because have you met him? Tysm in advance!
 - Can you please make one for johnny.
 - Could you please do a Johnny smut but something that has to do with Trey Songz- Love Faces lol please and thank you

- Can we get some lovely Johnny smut to celebrate his debut?^^

author: ADMIN NI, MAN

genre: smut

word count: 1,953

a/n: HIIIIIIIIII. It’s been forever, guys… Thank you guys for requesting so much of my bias, my baby, my Johnny… there’s still so much more I get to do for him!!! I hope y’all like it(;;;;;;;;;;;; seriously love you all so much, you request such good stuff.  btw I didn’t proof read so there is bound to be some errors

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  • Taiyang: So on our first day of Beacon, after we had done the whole team formation exercise, Qrow took us all up to the roof for more bonding. Anyway, we got up there and remember at this point, none of us knew Qrow's landing strategy, all we knew was that I landed and Qrow appeared beside me. So Qrow walks over to the edge of Beacon Tower, and jumps off. I freak out, Summer almost has a heart attack, and Raven just stands there, doing nothing while a fucking crow - which we later learned was Qrow - flies up and lands on her head!
  • Qrow: I told you I was going to show you something.
  • Taiyang: YOU JUMPED OFF A BUILDING!
  • Qrow: And it was fucking hilarious!
Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back
  • Yang: *leans over the bunk and looks down at Blake who is reading* hey Blake...
  • Blake: *doesn't look up* yes Yang?
  • Yang: have you....have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss a girl?
  • Blake: *now curious looks up at yang* what brought this on?
  • Yang: I dunno, you talked about having a partner in the white fang but that can mean anything. Like were you romantically involved?
  • Blake: *looks away* yes but it was a bad relationship.
  • Yang: *frowns before jumping off her bunk to sit on the edge of Blake's bed* sorry I didn't mean to bring up bad memories.
  • Blake: it's ok.
  • Yang: *rubs the fabric of the blanket between her fingers* so have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss a girl?
  • Blake: *looks at Yang again* a few times, what about you?
  • Yang: *chuckles and rubs the back of her neck* I've kissed a few girls before.
  • Blake: *raises an eyebrow* then why ask me if I wondered what it would be like?
  • Yang: *blushes* umm....well if....if you were ever curious....I'm willing to....uh be a...test run for you...
  • Blake: *blushes faintly* I....thank you yang.
  • Yang: y-yeah just ask anytime you want to give it a try ok *smiles at Blake and gets up to go back on her bunk*
  • Blake: *grabs yang's wrist blushing harder* I'm....I'm rather curious now. So if you wouldn't mind....
  • Yang: *looks back at blake and sits back on the edge of the bed* sure...but I won't force you to do it. You can back out any time.
  • Blake: *moves her book aside and sits closer to yang*
  • Yang: *slowly reaches out to cup Blake's cheek sending reassuring messages that is no rush*
  • Blake: *smiles slightly and leans in close enough that their noses touch*
  • Yang: *whispers* remember any time
  • Blake: *chuckles* you know what they say, curiosity killed the cat. *closes the gap and kisses Yang*
  • Yang: *hums obviously enjoying the kiss and kisses Blake back*
  • Blake: *pulls away* but satisfaction brought it back.
  • Yang: *grins* glad it was satisfying. So uh now I got another question for you.
  • Blake: oh?
  • Yang: would you...would you like to go out for dinner and a movie this weekend?
  • Blake: *smiles* it's a date.

*smh* The average adorable New Fan™ these days is so blissful they sometimes make mistakes on the sport’s very name. Y’all, it’s called figure skating, not figure jumping, yeah? 

If you insist on thinking of it as figure jumping anyway, you might want to at least make sure you’re talking about jumps like this:

Step-jump-spin, in speed and in style, in seamless transition, with a dash of choreography to liven up the landing, yeah?

Or, in the words of a certain Mr Kurt Browning, four-time World Champion:

He has a flippant way of getting into his jumps, a carefree, off the cuff way of skating down the ice, reaching back, change edge, tilt the shoulder, whoosh, do a triple lutz. It’s like a magician who goes, look over, look over here, poof, a rabbit.  

Life

Word Count: 1316

Warnings: fluff, Y/N and Jughead are out of high school my dudes so it’s cute

A/N: I really liked this request, someone requested I do one where they are out of high school. I’m pretty sure they wanted them to have kids and such but hey, what’s the rush. I made them right out of high school and I think it’s adorable

    Light poured into the room through the curtains and shined on the bed, illuminating Jughead and Y/Ns faces. Jughead groaned, tightening his hold on Y/Ns waist, pulling her closer to him. She slowly opened her eyes, stretching slightly and looked around for her phone to check the time. When it was no where to be found, she relaxed back into the bed. Judging by the orangey tones of light lighting up the room, she assumed it must have been early in the morning.

    “Juggie?” Y/Ns voice softly sang, trying to wake the raven haired boy next to her. He took his hand that was wrapped around her waist and slowly started running his fingers through her hair.

    “Are you trying to put me back to sleep?” Y/N giggled, and Jughead opened one eye, a small smirk taking shape on his face.

    “Depends, is it working?” he asked, his voice low and raspy. Y/N rolled her eyes and cupped his cheek.

    “Nope. Sorry Jones.” she teased, and his eyes fluttered shut once more. His hand flew from her hair back to her waist and he pulled her into him once again.

    “Well you should go back to sleep.” he mumbled, sleep slowly taking him away from the conscious world once again. “Or at least lay in bed with me.”

    “We have things we have to do today, there’s no time to just lay in bed.” she murmured, doing her best not to let sleep take her too. Between the cozy white sheets that were drowning her and Jughead, the lack of sleep she had gotten that night, and the warmth and closeness of Jugheads body that she adored so much, she almost fell asleep right then and there, but the responsibilities of that day were nagging her.

    “Come on Juggie, let’s get up.” she said, sitting up and throwing the covers off them. Jughead grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her down onto the mattress again, she bounced against it with a laugh. Before she could get up and escape, he quickly climbed on top of her, and laid on her.

    “Juggie! Get off of me!” she laughed, trying her best to move him.

    “Not until you agree to lay in bed with me…” he said, and she sighed.

    “We can’t though, trust me I wish we could.” she whispered, drawing lazy circles on his back. “But you’ve got your interview for your new novel today-”

    “I can do it another time.” Jughead interrupted, dead set on laying in bed with Y/N for the rest of the day.

    “No you can’t.” she chuckled. “You’re a big time writer now, you’ve got to get used to these interviews and such. We aren’t in high school anymore, our days of laying in bed, watching old movies all day every day are behind us.”

    “We graduated a few months ago, I don’t think we have to jump right into adulthood.” he teasingly argued, lifting his head to look at Y/N.

    “Oh I definitely agree, one hundred percent.” she giggled, nodding her head. “I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to fully jump into adulthood, all I’m saying is that we’ve got some responsibilities to take care of today, and then after wards we can lay in bed and watch movies all we want.” she smiled up at the messy haired boy beaming down at her, and he rolled his eyes and kissed her.

    “Fine. Will you be coming to my interview?” he asked. “I mean you are a very important character in my novel, being the narrators love interest and all.” he said, leaning his forehead against hers.

    “Id love to, but-” she was cut off by a kiss, and when Jughead pulled away, she was met with pleading eyes.

    “No buts, please come watch. I’d feel a lot better if you’d come, I mean you helped me through all of this. You were the only one who totally believed in me.” he begged, and Y/N sighed.

    “I’ll have to call Betty and Veronica and ask if I can switch our brunch plans to just normal lunch plans.” she said, and Jugheads face lit up.

    “Anyways won’t it be fun to see your man brag about how he solved the Jason Blossom murder case and wrote a book all at the same time.” he whispered in her ear, earning a giggle from Y/N.

    “Oh definitely, and then I can swoop in and tell them that all the actual solving of the case was done by me.” she joked, grabbing his face and pulling him down for another kiss.

    “So not true though,” he said in between kisses, one hand on the bed next to her head to stabilize himself and the other running through her hair. She pulled away and stared lovingly up into his eyes.

    “A little true, it was like half and half.” she said and he rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, you know that’s true! You even wrote it in your book.” she laughed.

    “Okay okay, you got me there.” he said, laying back down next to her. She turned on her side so she was facing him, and she stared up at the boy she loved so much.

    “I can’t believe high school is over.” she whispered, and he looked down at her.

    “Yeah, its crazy. I mean, we both decided college was a no go, which means, we are done with school. We are now adults…” he trailed off, staring at the ceiling. For a few minutes, they sat in silence, thinking and enjoying each others company. “We moved out, and we are starting a new chapter of our life.” he said.

    “There’s no one Id rather start my new chapter with.” Y/N said softly, and Jughead pulled her up so her head was laying on his chest.

    “There’s no one I’d rather start with either. As long as I have you, I know that I can get through anything that life throws at me. I mean hell, look at what you’ve helped me with already. I was a misunderstood, bullied, homeless, damages kid, and then you came around and you did things no one else would. You loved me, you took care of me, you stood up for me, you believed in me, and now I have a published book, a book tour, a house….” he trailed off again, holding Y/N tighter. “I have a life I’m proud of, and I owe it to you.” he whispered, and Y/N sat up and kissed him.

    “You’ve helped me too, Juggie. In more ways than you know. I love you.” she said, pulling away. Jughead opened his his mouth to respond, but just then Y/Ns phone went off, making them both jump. Y/N scrambled to the edge of the bed, and reached under it patting around until she touched cold glass. She pulled it up, and realized it was just an alarm. She turned it off, and looked at the time, jumping out of bed.

    “Oh god, Juggie, you’re going to be late! It’s 8:30 and you’re supposed to be there in an hour!” she yelled, running to the closet to look for something to wear.

    “So, we have an hour.” he said, dragging himself out of bed.

    “It takes about 45 minutes to get there, plus it’s downtown so we have to find parking!” She ran out of the closet with a white button up and a tie, and she threw them at him. “Get dressed.” she yelled as she started back for the closet. Jughead grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, and kissed her head.

    “Relax, if I miss this one then so be it.” he smiled. “There’s no need to rush, we’ve still got the rest of our lives.”


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The Secret (5)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part sevenpart eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen;

The stage lights dimmed into darkness and the concert was done.

“THAT WAS THE BEST!” Zoe screamed, flopping back into her seat with her legs still swinging excitedly off the edge. She had been dancing and jumping around for three hours. It was only thanks to sugar that she was still awake. “Did you see Kai, Mummy? He looked right at my face!” she exclaimed loudly, slapping her hands against her rosy cheeks.

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Room for Two

Summary: When Dean helps his girlfriend Y/N move from her apartment to the bunker they spend the night together. The next morning, a spider leads to a steamy session in the shower. 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Rated M

Warnings: Shower sex, NSFW, dirty talk, language, self doubt??

Word Count: ,2,388

A/N: This is is not beta read, and I’m exhausted forgive me. Thanks to an anon, @seenashwrite and  @emohermione for the ideas for the story! need to get to bed soon but I needed to finish another Dean fic! I hope you enjoy!

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I guess that’s what saying good-bye is always like — like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you’re in the air, there’s nothing you can do but let go.
—  Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
Her Eyes

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: PTSD, alcoholism, death of a child, language <— see I do post warnings. 

A/N: Kate Bishop y’all - enough said. 

Summary: A mission left you clinging to alcohol as a coping mechanism and the team wants you to get help. 

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Baby | Dean Winchester x Male Reader

 Warning: Fluff, Smut, Sex on Baby

Words: 1188


(Y/N) POV:

Dean has been working on Baby all day. He woke up at five this morning, leaving the bed sheets next to me just a cool, thin layer of linen. It was noon now, and he still wasn’t finished tinkering. He had refilled the tires, replaced the brake pads, fixed the transmission, and refilled the windshield wiper fluid. I turned my head as I heard the hinges on the screen door creak. In strode Dean, black smudges on his hands and face and sweat dripping down his brow. He looked absolutely delectable in the skin-tight, faded, black, cotton t-shirt.

“What’re you doing now, babe?” I asked curiously, silently hoping he’s say he was done. Craving my daily dose of attention from Dean.

“Just gonna give her a bath and she’ll be good to go!” He said, flashing that eye-crinkling smile of his.

“Okay, I’ll get dressed and come talk to you while you do it.” I said, my puppy-like personality emerging.

“I’ll see you outside, babe!” He shouted over his shoulder, already practically prancing back outside. I slipped on one of Dean’s AC/DC shirts and tucked it into a pair of old shorts (Displayed Below). I walked out and grabbed the bucket of supplies Dean would need. I handed it to him, he pressed a quick kiss to my forehead in return before turning back to fill the soap bucket with water. I took the chance to take in the view Dean was giving me. The muscles on his shoulders rippling as he leaned, his shirt riding up and showing of the small of his back and god I couldn’t help but want to grab it.

I sat in the grass and chatted with him for all of fifteen minutes before he became so absorbed in cleaning Baby that he fell silent. I felt a sly grin slip on my lips as I looked over at the unattended, soapy sponge. I grabbed it in my hand and ran towards Dean before he could comprehend what I was doing. He turned to meet me and was met with a face full of sopping wet sponge. I was racked with giggles until I could breath. The mix of the sound Dean made when he was hit and the pout on his now soaking lips was hysterical.

He reached up, wiping the water out of his eyes before speaking in a slow, cool tone, “You really…should not have done that.” He let out a playful growl before pouncing on me. I was pinned to the grass as he flicked sudsy water on me, in my face, on my clothes and then his fingertips met my sides, sending my into a pattern of laughter again.

“Dean! A-ahaha! Ohmygod! Uncle! I can’t breath!” His tickling did not cease, he only let out his own mesmerizing, throaty laugh before finally backing off. He kept me straddled as he reached down to wipe the soap off my forehead.

“I just gotta’ finish cleaning Baby off and we can go watch a movie. How does that sound?” Dean asked softly. I let out a whine in return, running my fingertips up his biceps.

“Deaaaan! You’re taking so longggg. I want attention.” I stuck my bottom lip out dramatically, batting my eyes lightly. “I know, I’m sorry baby. I just got to finish, she’s almost done. You wanna help, baby boy?”

I nodded softly, a smile flashing across my features. We got up and got down to it. Wiping away all the dirt and smudges on Baby, taking our time, goofing off. When we finally finished, Dean walked up and wrapped his arms around my waist, placing his hands on my rear and squeezing lightly. He giggled against my lips as his hands left dark, wet hand-prints on me. He pressed his lips against mine lightly, but I wasn’t having it. Not now. I’d been patient all day and I wanted Dean’s full attention. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me, whining softly against his mouth as he slid one of his thighs between mine.

“Always so needy for me, baby. This is what you’ve wanted all day, huh? To get fucked on Baby?”

I felt the heat in my cheeks swelter as I dropped my gaze, I had honestly never considered such a thing but the thought send a twitch to my pants.

He leaned up to whisper softly to me, “Don’t worry baby. Why do you think I cleaned her so thoroughly? Only the best for my boy.” He tugged my earlobe with his teeth and pressed his lips to my neck. His large hands were set firm on my hips, restricting me from squirming against his body. He rolled his hips forward, brushing his tight pants against my own.

“Dean…please…”

“Please what, baby?”

“I-I wanna feel you…inside me…please…” I was a blushing mess, dropping my head to avoid Dean’s mischievous gaze. He trailed his fingertips to the front of my shorts, pulling them and my underwear off slowly, intimately. I reached for the hem of the shirt of his I was wearing but his hands clamped down on my wrists.

“No, no…leave it on.” His eyes were burning into me now, watching me squirm, desperate for a touch, a smell, a taste of him. I mouthed a soft please and immediately Dean was tearing his clothes off until he was stood bare in front of me.

“C'mere,” he said softly, leading me to the front of the Impala. “bend over.” His voice husker, more eagerness laced in the letters he spoke. I complied willingly, feeling his body curl around mine, I inhaled his scent, firewood and raindrops. He smelled like home.

“You sure you wanna do this here?” I asked softly, looking over my shoulder to meet Dean’s eyes.

“Of course, baby boy. Now, spit.” He outstretched his hand and waited patiently as I coated his palm in saliva.

“Good boy.” He cooed before wrapping his hand around his own length, making it slick before pressing against my entrance. He pushed his head in softly, waiting for my begging cries to encourage him to go further. Before I knew it, Dean was fucking me, slow and hard, against the car. The car was rocking along with his thrusts just as his hand was matching his thrusts as he pumped my cock.

“Mmm…a-ahh! Dean!”

“Ooooh,” he moaned gravelly, the sound echoing and vibrating in his large chest, “c'mon baby boy, come for me. Go on, make a dirty mess all over my hand and the car, baby.” His coos only pushed my further to the edge I was trying so desperately to jump off of. As his thrusts began to loose their pattern, he began rubbing me harder, faster and again, before I knew it, I had come dripping out of my hole and onto my thighs and I was coming all over Baby.

The next day Dean decided to give Baby another bath after our…er…playtime. The only smudge left on her was the one left by my come. “That one,” Dean had said, “that one is the acception, baby boy.”

you know how they found us?
we ached just a little bit 
too loud. 

your hand would brush against my jaw 
when it was not my jaw 
but a sharp cliff’s edge 
and I would jump
off my own body 
and you would jump after me 
until we were both falling,
but from that distance 
nothing is not a straight line.


we could have been falling down
into heaven and we will never know
because you called for help,
my lungs were full of sea water 
and your love was the salt 
sinking to the bottom-
you were worried you were drowning me.


it was all of you and all of me 
and all of the nightmares and daydreams
coming together,
but we ached too loud,
loved too softly 
and so the world found us.

what a terrible thing it is,
to be seen

—  uncovered || O.L.