❝𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘿𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙔’𝙎 𝘽𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝘼𝙉.❞

Dabi x Endeavor fan!Reader (+18)

SYNOPSIS : Dabi finds out that his beloved pretty girl is actually an Endeavor fan. Let’s just say, he doesn’t take it lightly~

WARNINGS ‼️: yandere!Dabi , stalking, smut, humiliation, noncon, unprotected sex, Dabi uses his quirk on you, bruises/marks/abuse

A/N: this fic is dedicated to @yanderenightmare , for the Secret Santa event. I hope you enjoy this, I’m a big fan of your work and I was more than thrilled to write this for you. ♡

MASTERLIST

Two months.

That’s for how long he had been around you. At first it was just small glimpses of him on the street, quite too often on your way home, but you didn’t think of it much. Or the times when he’d casually be in the same coffee shop every morning, his jacked zipped and hood covering his face, wearing sunglasses as he stared at you from across the corner. Though he would show his face only during the nights, the beauty he radiated left you breathless, the scars and staples that decorated his face had your eyes popping out of your sockets. He intimidated you, but you couldn’t deny that he was irresistibly handsome. The raven haired man who finally approached you one day and introduced himself as Dabi, he captivated you entirely.

He had set his azure eyes on you this entire time, stalking you on your way home, learning the time when you go to work and come back, your favorite shops and bars, and he would follow you and admire you from afar. Dabi was not a man who would let such distractions mess with his life, but you…

You were a beautiful distraction.

Some fun wouldn’t hurt, right? He knew his main goal, and you were by no means a threat to his plans. How could you? Pretty little thing walking down the street with no care in the world, not knowing the danger lurking nearby, the villain chasing after you. Dabi picked on all your habits, your favorite drinks or food, the people you met, and being good at gathering information and studying people he had already set his mind to make you his. Your charming personality felt like a cure to his dark soul, your beauty was a sight for sore eyes. He was not one to know what love feels like, and he sure as hell knew that he didn’t love you. All he needed was to possess you, the fucked up part of him wanting to have you and break you, make you miserable just the way he is, only to fix you again in any shape he wanted to.

But all he needed was time, time for you to trust him and let him in your life, and once you got to know his true self, he’d never let you go.

Though what he didn’t know was your true self either. Or mostly, what you’d do behind closed doors. Dabi knew your apartment, which floor you lived in, but he didn’t break in. Yet.

And in fact, there was no need to break in. Your little naive self invited him to your home for dinner, a small gratitude since the other day he beat up two guys down the street who were following after you.

“Thank you so much Dabi.. I honestly can’t even imagine what would happen if you weren’t here!” You trembled in his arms, hugging him tight. The two thugs were laying unconscious on the ground.

“Could never leave ya unprotected, dollface” Dabi patted your back, smirking at the way you clinged to him, to your saviour. Little did you know he was in fact, worse than those thugs. After you left, Dabi went back to the beaten up thugs, almost wanting to step on them.

“W-We did as you said! Now give us the reward!” one of them shouted.

“Silence.” Dabi said sternly. “You touched her more than I actually ordered you to. Did ya really think you’d take advantage of the situation huh?”

“What are you talking about?! I swear we didn’t-”

Their talking was interrupted by the scorching heat that melted off their skins, screams of agony and death echoing in the alleyways. Dabi nonchalantly walked past their corpses, leaving behind the wretched scent of burnt flesh, one he was now too familiar with.

And now here he was, in front of you door as your cheerful face appears, letting him in.

“Mm, smells nice in here” he says, walking in your dining room. “You really look good in that apron, like a pretty little housewife. Y’really did all this for me~?”

You blush at his comment, knowing that tonight you gave it your best to cook something delicious just for him.

“Well.. yeah..as a way to thank you, enjoy yourself!”

“Oh, I will enjoy myself alright..” he grins, looking at your figure from head to toe, licking his lips.

The dinner was on the table but your sight made him salivate more than the food itself. He had the urge to tear those clothes off your body and bend you over that dining table, fucking you from behind ruthlessly. The waiting game had him edged for long enough, and Dabi had run out of patience. In one way or another, you would end up with your legs spread for him tonight. Either if you wanted it or not.

As time passed by, you both finished eating, where Dabi praised your cooking skills, claiming he’d never eat something as delicious as your homemade meal. It made you feel giddy, his compliments always making you squeal in your seat.

“Y’have a nice home” Dabi says, wandering and looking around. “Real cozy and decent compared to the shithole I live in…”

“Glad you like it, I was in fact planning to uh..” you mumble shyly. “To have a sleepover tonight.. maybe watch a movie or two..”

A sly smirk formed on Dabi’s face, because both you and him knew where all of this would lead to. He’s been waiting for this moment in anticipation, not that he couldn’t take you by force. Though he enjoyed the chase more, when you finally go willingly to him.

“Sure thing doll, sounds fun” he says. “Which one of these is your room?”

“It’s the one at the end of the corridor, on the left!” you answer, fixing the table. “Please don’t mind the mess, haven’t had much time to clean my room today”

Funny you think I’d mind some mess, Dabi thinks to himself, remembering the kind of places he had to spend his days while he was on the run. The thought of entering your room, your personal and safe sanctuary, has him a bit excited. Would it be like one of those pink girly rooms full of plushies and cute stuff? For sure he’d love to fuck your brains out while you clinged to your plushie for dear life.

A few seconds passed and you heard nothing but silence. You thought Dabi would be throwing comments here and there once he entered your room.

Then you remembered.

As embarrassment crept up your face, you left the kitchen and headed to your room. Dabi was standing there, his eyes focused on that certain Endeavor poster you had put in your wall.

“Um..okay this is awkward” you scratched your neck, laughing nervously. You didn’t talk much of your interests or your idols to other people, preferring to keep them to yourself.

“Yeah that’s Endeavor, he’s actually my favorite hero, he is really strong and inspiring. I’m a big fan of his, sometimes I like buying his merch and stuff..”

Dabi remained quiet, not saying anything in return. His silence was making you worry. His eyes shifted towards an Endeavor plushie you kept near your bed. His hands were itching, he flexed his jaw and turned towards you. He had a dark look in his eyes, the smile on your face faded quickly and suddenly you felt scared. You’ve never seen him look this way, giving you such cold scary gaze.

“A fan huh?” Dabi chuckled darkly, but there was nothing funny about this situation. He felt nothing but anger, the moment he noticed those posters hanging in your walls, that heinous face, standing all mighty and proud, he saw red. Who would’ve thought, the only girl he actually had interest in, was his daddy’s biggest fan?

Dread settled in your gut as you looked back at him, you couldn’t recognise him at all. That Dabi who was always so flirty and kind to you, was nowhere to be seen.

“Is there something wrong? You’re acting weird..” you mumbled, backing away from him.

“Why are ya steppin’ back doll?” he says threateningly, coming closer to you. “C’mere, tell me more about this obsession of yours, like the big loyal fan you seem to be”

He puts his charred hand on the poster, activating his quirk and setting it ablaze.

“What are you doing?!” you gasp in shock, scared of the possibility that your room would end up in flames. Without thinking twice, you head quickly for the door, the situation clearly unsafe.

“You are not going anywhere.”

With a firm grip on your arm, Dabi forcefully pulled you back, throwing you to the ground. You let out a loud yelp in pain, while he went and locked your door.

“Stop it!! Dabi let m-”

Interrupting your whining, Dabi pulled you by your hair, making you face him. A psychotic sinister grin formed on his face, one that sent shivers down your spine, a grin that made you doubt he was even human.

“You fucking piece of trash..” he said through gritted teeth. “How low could you be, really? Endeavor?!”

By now tears were rolling down your cheeks, his sudden change of behaviour not only scared you to death, but also confused you.

“Dabi please- I don’t understand!!” you whined. “P-Please stop and let’s talk! I- I don’t-”

“Shut that filthy mouth of yours.” he spoke sternly, pulling your hair even harder and then throwing you to the bed. You had no time to crawl away from him, he was on top of you in mere seconds, overpowering you and suffocating you.

“Tell me, do you really think that precious hero of yours would even bother to come save you from someone like me right now? Let me tell you somethin’ funny doll…” he cackled, pulling your shirt and tearing it apart. Then his other hand tugged at your pants, the flames on his fingers burning them slowly. You screamed in terror as heat enveloped your body. Those azure flames of his were pretty, you’d always stare in awe as he lit up his cigarette. But right now that was not the case. They were terrifying, scorching hot, you thought he’d burn you alive. But Dabi controlled them just enough that only your clothes would burn, he had other plans in mind.

“A man like him would surely spit on your corpse if it benefited him the pedestal where he stands today.” Dabi whispered, his face inches away from yours. “Just like he’s always done. But you’re a naive little one aren’t cha? You believe anything the TV shows you right? Fuckin’ pathetic..”

As you stared back at him, eyes full of tears while trying to cover your naked body, Dabi had the strongest urge to hurt you. Real bad. Mostly for the fact that you, who Dabi considered his the moment he laid his eyes on you, was idolising the one person Dabi had sworn to take revenge on. The one person who Dabi dedicated the rest of his life, at the beginning to make him proud, and now to just shatter him completely. The same man who ruined his life, whose face was now printed on a poster hanging on your wall, who you apparently considered strong and inspiring, a true hero.

Dabi wanted to laugh. Dabi wanted to scream. He wanted to set this whole place ablaze with you in it, hear your screams of agony like every lowlife he’s killed so far.

“Y’know, it’s been a goal of mine to destroy him” Dabi says, pinning your hands, now your body bare for him to see. “But something that will feel good too is destroying his biggest fans, show them that their favorite hero won’t come save them when they’re in the hands of the villains. Show them what kind of people they idolise, show them how truly pathetic they are, right doll?”

You shake your head, now bursting into tears as he held you down, his body almost crushing you. The word ‘villain’ had you hyperventilating, shaking in fear.

Was Dabi a villain?

“P-please I’m sorry! I don’t know w-what is going on..let me go! Dabi stop!”

“Too late.”

As if your body weighted nothing, Dabi carried you and turned you around so you were laying on your stomach. With one hand he pushed your head further into the pillows, with the other he forcefully brought your hips up, bending you over and almost breaking your back. Your muffled whines and cries fed him even more with the desire to ruin you and hurt you. Heating up his hand, he gave your ass a harsh slap, making you flinch and move forward, screaming in pain.

“That’s gonna leave a nasty scar” he chuckled, looking at the reddened flesh, slowly bruising. “Y’see how his flames feel like, slut? You want more?” he gave your other asscheek a slap too, this time worse than the first one. Your cries and begging fell on deaf ears as he kept smacking your ass over and over again, the heat and pain on your lower back making you feel almost paralysed. With one final grab of your ass, he admired his work on you, but that wasn’t enough.

You were nearly having a panic attack, but Dabi couldn’t care less as he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants, letting out his now hardened cock, the tip leaking precum and begging to be stuffed on your tight pussy.

“Let’s see how long will it take for your favorite hero to show up hm?” he said, pulling you harshly by your hair and looking at your sobbing face. The look in his eyes was manic, his grin wide and terrifying, you saw nothing but a monster.

“Another soul ruined. Because of him people like me exist dollface. Never forget that.”

“D-Dabi no!!!”

Without any preparation at all, the tip of his cock pushed further between your folds, stretching you open and invading you from the inside. Your mouth fell open but no sound came out, the pain of the burning stretch left you breathless. He slammed his hips hard against you, burying himself to the brim and letting out a low groan.

“F-Fuuuck, so tight f’me” he whispered, leaning closer to your face to lick off the tears rolling down your cheek. “Tell me princess, you ever thought of that scum fucking ya like this hm? You probably have, touching yourself as you looked at his poster. His biggest fan yeah? Fucking disgusting!” Dabi laughed, looking at your reddened face as he humiliated you further.

“But now, you get his hellspawn instead. Ain’t that just wonderful?”

Setting up the pace, Dabi fucked you roughly, slamming his hips into you faster and harder, not leaving you any time to get used to his length at all. The unbearable pain had your legs shaking and your body falling down, unable to keep up with all of this. But he held you near himself, bending you over and keeping your hips in place, huffing and groaning in your ear like a wild hungry animal as he took everything from you. His hand would heat up from time to time, leaving bruises on your hips and back, painting your body with his marks and bites while his teeth sunk on your shoulders. Your choked whines and crying mixed with the creaking of the bed and his groans filled your room, and you wished for everything to end. For this suffering to end.

“Y’wanna hold on to this as I fuck this cunt into oblivion, little bitch?” he cackled, grabbing your Endeavor plushie and throwing it to your face. “Let the hero scum know how much you love villain cock filling you to the brim yeah?”

“P-please stop it! Dabi.. I-I beg you.. it hurtsss!”

“Nngh good- as it fucking should!” he moaned, his eyes almost crossed from how good your cunt felt wrapped around his cock, milking him dry. He fucked you deeply, the tip of his cock bruising your cervix and making your legs tremble. You could feel him twitching inside of you, a sign that he was close to cumming.

“Mmhm fuck- Y’know.. what would probably make the old man happy?” To continue the bloodline” he grinned. “We have the honour, dollface. M’gonna breed you real nice- fuck- and have some other brats running around, making his life hell. Amazing, yeah?”

You didn’t know what sick twisted things went through his mind, nor had you any idea what was even going on as he continued rambling while fucking you ruthlessly. You panicked at the thought of him coming inside of you, you tried your best to move away from him but no avail. Dabi kept you locked on his grasp, his hand wrapping around your neck while he reached his high, his movements now getting sloppy and his breathing heavier.

“N-not inside! Please, Dabi!” you whimpered.

“Shut up n’ take it, slut. F-fuck.. take it all!” With one final slam of his hips he came deep inside of you, painting your walls with his pearly white seed, filling you so much to the point it leaked out. You felt so full, so filthy and violated, so hurt.

A few seconds went by as Dabi sat there without moving, catching his breath while you tried to catch yours, still crying and sniffing. Your body ached terribly, but you sat there without moving or saying a word, making sure to not accidentally anger him further.

“One last thing.”

Dabi turned you around so you’re laying on your back, then taking his cock out and smearing it all over your tits, covering them with his cum. Then he handed you the Endeavor plushie.

“W-what are yo-”

“Shut up and hold it. This moment shall never be forgotten” he grinned, taking out his phone for a picture. There you were, laying down with your body all naked and bruised, tits smeared on villain cum while you held the hero plushie near yourself. His scarred hand reached to grab your neck, then he took the picture, humiliating you fruther.

“Very artistic, don’t cha think?” he chuckled, showing you the nasty picture of you he took. Your face heated up in embarrassment, tears forming in your eyes again.

“M’gonna keep it for myself, but who knows. Maybe I will make it public, show those hero fans that they will never be safe from the villains.”

And with that, Dabi stood up, dressed himself up and prepared to leave your room, leaving you there, ruined.

“I will be back. Make sure to search my name on the internet, you’ll find some interesting stuff~” he smiled menacingly.

“You’ll soon be my biggest fan.”

🏷️ tags: @scariusaquarius @holydayaria @bubblegumsblog @daniidil @arinexeisnotworking @cherryflavoredkisses @madsttx @syrenkitsune @cyberdazetragedy @dabislittlebeaniebaby

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Formula 1 RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Charles Leclerc & Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen Characters: Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Sergio Pérez, Jos Verstappen, christian horner (mentioned) Additional Tags: can be read as platonic, Can Be Read As Romantic, MAYBE friends to lovers, pick ur poison ig, Las Vegas Grand Prix 2023, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Jos Verstappen Bashing, Violent Thoughts, an awkward dinner paired with thoughts of murder yummo, Song: Thumbs (Lucy Dacus), I'm Bad At Tagging Summary:

Charles thinks about every possible way he could kill Jos in that moment, eyes carting over his surroundings in a repetitive loop like a racing track. He could smash his half-finished glass of water on the ground, take a shard and hack away at the skin of Jos’ throat, create jagged maroon sketches in his flesh. He could stand up and take his own chair from beneath him, made of solid mahogany, and strike Jos over the head with it, until his skull shatters like a dropped dinner plate. He could grab the steak knife of the suited businessman sitting at the table behind him, grab Jos’ tongue from his mouth and cut through it like cooked beef, curse him to an eternity of silence. Charles was never a violent person, not even really an angry person, opting to find humour in his misfortune or resolutions to drawbacks obstructing his path, but the presence of Jos Verstappen is enough for him to engage in reckless abandon.

- or, Max is meeting his dad for dinner after the Las Vegas Grand Prix. Charles tags along.

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ur literally so right about everything btw. so good at characterise...

THANK U!!!! once I do more writing abt them i shall show you! But for now, take this section of the dancing fic I call "You could make a religion out of this (when worse came to worst I thought I'd lose you first)."

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Ronin's never been one for religion, but he could see a new one being made just around that smile. 

It was mesmerizing.

Dareth had a quality about him that made Ronin want to stare at him forever, like the sun. He would lose himself in it. He knew it would ruin him in the end, looking too much, but he couldn't stand to look away. And he didn't want to. 

He'd stare at the sun forever, even if it meant he'd go blind. 

Ronin was already down one eye, what's one more.

He could still feel the warmth and comfort it radiates. You don't need eyes to see that. A loss of eyesight was just the price you paid to see the sun, unshielded in all its glory. 

And what a sight it was to see.

Dareth at sunset.

The most beautiful thing Ronin had ever and would ever see in his lifetime. He was sure of it.

He wouldn't trade it for all the riches and treasure in the world. Not when he had the most valuable one right here in front of him

"I do adore you, of course I do." The sinking sun glowed a halo around Dareth's head.

Beautiful.

Escaping reality الهروب من الواقع

الهروب من الواقع متلازمه عالميه لايجب إنكارها، تتمثل بالإدمان بجميع أشكاله ، بعدم ترتيب الأولويات حسب أهميتها بل بحسب الأسهل ،يتمثل بالخوف المتلازم لمواجهة المعضلات والبقاء داخل منطقة الأمان، الهروب من الواقع يتمثل بالنسبه لي في استمرارية الإختيار الخاطيء للقرارات لأن القرارات الصحيحه تتطلب التركيز والإنعزال لبعض الوقت وإعادة ترتيب الأوراق، القرارات المهمه تتطلب التحليل العميق وبعد النظر.

معظم الأشخاص لايعرفون أهدافهم ولا أولوياتهم الحياتيه, ناهيك عن صنع قرارات مصيرية.

ولكن لماذا؟

بنظري أن التقدم التكنولوجي وعصر السرعه عملت تغييرا جذريا في كيفية صناعة القرار، القرارات اليوميه السريعه التي توفرها لنا التكنولوجيا تصنع العقلية الكسوله بداخلنا تجاه أي قرار يتحتم عليه البطء والدراسه العميقة،خوفا من التأخر عن ركب التطور السريع يجعلنا نفكر ملية قبل إتخاذ القرارات البطيئه الممله وتفضيل الخيارات السريعه والتي لاتحتم علينا التفكير المطول ،هذي القرارات السريعه تحفز الشعور بالأهمية والإنتاجيه ولكن الواقع يعكس هذه القرارات بشكل بسيط وصغير يشعر فيه الإنسان البسيط بقليل من الأهمية إزاء صنع قرارات صغيره سريعه وغير مهمه.

لهذا فدائما مايراودني هذا السؤال :

ماهو الحل لهذا التغير الجذري في عقلية الإنسان العصري السريع؟

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Vocabulary: acid, analyte, base, dissociate, equivalence point, indicator, litmus paper, molarity, neutralize, pH, strong acid, strong base, titrant, titration, titration curve, weak acid, weak base

Prior Knowledge Questions (Do these BEFORE using the Gizmo.)

There are several definitions of acids and bases. According to the Brønsted-Lowry definition, an acid is a substance that is capable of donating a proton to another substance. A base is a substance that accepts protons. When an acid and a base are combined, the acid is neutralized as the base accepts the protons produced by the acid.

One way to determine if a solution is acidic or basic is to use litmus paper, as shown above. There are two types of litmus papers: red and blue.

How does litmus paper indicate an acid?

How does litmus paper indicate a neutral substance?

How does litmus paper indicate a base?

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Litmus is an example of an indicator, a substance that changes color depending on its pH(pH is a measure of the concentration of protons, or H+ ions). In the Titration Gizmo™, you will use indicators to show how acids are neutralized by bases, and vice versa.

To begin, check that 1.00 M NaOH is selected for the Burette, Mystery HBr is selected for theFlask, and Bromthymol blue is selected for the Indicator.

1. Look at the flask. What is the color of the bromthymol blue indicator?

2.What does this tell you about the pH of the solution in the flask?

3.Move the slider on the burette to the top to add about 25 mL of NaOH to the flask. What happens, and what does this tell you about the pH of the flask?  

Introduction: When most acids dissolve in water, they dissociate into ions. For example, nitric acid (HNO3) dissociates into H+ and NO3– ions.

Question: How do acids and bases interact in solution?

1.Calculate: Concentration is measured by molarity (M), or moles per liter. Brackets are also used to symbolize molarity. For example, if 0.6 moles of HNO3 are dissolved in a liter of water, you would say [HNO3] = 0.6 M.

A. Because HNO3 is a strong acid, it dissociates almost completely in water. That means the concentration of H+ is very nearly equal to that of HNO3. What is [H+] if [HNO3] is 0.01 M?

B. The pH of a solution is equal to the negative log of H+ concentration: pH = –log[H+] What is the pH of this solution? (Use the “log” button on your calculator.)

C.What is the pH of a 0.6 M HNO3 solution

2.Describe: The equation for the reaction of nitric acid (HNO3) and sodium hydroxide (NaOH) is shown on the bottom right of the Gizmo

A.What are the reactants in this reaction

B.What are the products of this reaction

3.Measure: A titration can be used to determine the concentration of an acid or base by measuring the amount of a solution with a known concentration, called the titrant, that reacts completely with a solution of unknown concentration, called the analyte. The point at which this occurs is called the equivalence point.

Carefully add HNO3 into the flask until the phenolphthalein begins to lose its color. Stop adding HNO3 when the color change is permanent.

A.How much (HNO3) was required to cause the indicator to change color?

B.What can you say about the pH before and after the last drop of HNO3 was added?

4.Explore: Click Reset and change the indicator to Bromthymol blue. Add exactly 8.9 mL of HNO3 to the flask.

A.What does the color of the indicator tell you about the current pH of the flask?

B.Add one more drop of HNO3. What does the color tell you about the pH now?

C.If you combine the results of this question with the results from question 3B, what do you know about the total pH change caused by adding the last 0.1 mL of HNO3?

5.Apply: Water has a pH of 7. If 0.1 mL (about one drop) of 1.0 M HNO3 is added to 100 mL of water, the result is a solution with a concentration of 0.001 M HNO3.

A.What is the pH of 0.001 M HNO3?

B.How much did one drop of HNO3 cause the pH of water to change?

C.How does this relate to what you determined in question 4C?

6.Explain: A titration curve is a graph of pH vs. volume of titrant. The graph at right shows a typical titration curve for the titration of a strong acid by a strong base. (A strong base is one that has relatively high dissociation in water.)

A.How would you describe the shape of the titration curve

B.Why do you think the titration curve has the shape it has?

Introduction: Adding a drop of strong acid or base into a neutralized solution is similar to adding a drop of strong acid or base to water—it causes an abrupt change in pH. By using an appropriate indicator, a chemist can tell when a solution is neutralized by monitoring its color.

Question: How is titration used to determine an unknown concentration?

1. Measure: Titrate the sulfuric acid analyte (H2SO4) with the sodium hydroxide titrant (NaOH). How much 1.00 M NaOH is needed to neutralize the H2SO4 solution

2. Interpret: The balanced equation for the reaction of HBr and NaOH is given at bottom right. Based on this equation, how many moles of NaOH react with 1 mole of H2SO4

3. Manipulate: Recall that molarity is equal to the number of moles of a substance dissolved in one liter of solution: molarity = moles ÷ volume.

A. Write an equation for determining the number of moles of NaOH that are added to the flask based on [NaOH] and volume of NaOH titrant (mL NaOH):

B.Write a similar expression for the number of moles of H2SO4 in the flask based on [H2SO4] and the volume of H2SO4 (mL).

C.Because there are twice as many moles of NaOH as moles of H2SO4 in this reaction, you can say:

D.Now you can calculate [H2SO4] based on the data from the Gizmo: [H2SO4]

4. Calculate: Select the Worksheet tab. This tab helps you calculate the analyte concentration. • Fill in the first set of boxes (“moles H2SO4” and “moles NaOH”) based on the coefficients in the balanced equation. (If there is no coefficient, the value is 1.) • Record the appropriate volumes in the “mL NaOH” and “mL H2SO4” boxes. • Record the concentration of the titrant in the M NaOH box.

Click Calculate. What is the concentration listed?

Click Check. Is this the correct concentration?

If you get an error message, revise your work until you get a correct value. (You may have to redo the titration if you do not have the correct volume of titrant.)

5.Practice: Perform the following titrations and determine the concentrations of the following solutions. In each experiment, list the volume of titrant needed to neutralize the analyte and the indicator used. Use the Worksheet tab of the Gizmo to calculate each analyte concentration. Include all units.

6.Apply: Once you know the concentration of a strong acid or a strong base, you can estimate its pH. Use pH = –log10[H+] to calculate the pH of each of the strong acid mystery solutions (Mystery HBr and Mystery H2SO4) based on the concentrations you determined in questions 4 and 5. Check your answers with the Gizmo. (Because dissociation is not always complete, your answers may vary slightly from values in the Gizmo.)

7.Apply: For a strong base, the concentration of hydroxide ions [OH–] is roughly estimated to be the same as the concentration of the base. The pH of a strong base is found with the equation pH = 14 + log10[OH–]. Based on their concentrations, find the pH of each of the strong bases. Check your answers with the Gizmo.

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  Corrections official was found dead in her home

Posted Aug 11, 2019 1:05 PM CDT

(Newser) – An escaped convict suspected in the killing of a Tennessee corrections administrator was captured Sunday, four days after he apparently slipped away from a work detail. A resident of Hennings, about 10 miles from the prison, had spotted Curtis Watson, 44, on his property in home surveillance video Sunday morning. Corrections officials then posted photos from the video online showing Watson in a hat and camouflage overalls. They announced his capture in a tweet.

Watson was convicted in 2013 of especially aggravated kidnapping, per ABC. He earlier was convicted of child abuse. The administrator, Debra Johnson, 64, was found dead at her home on prison grounds Wednesday morning. The penitentiary then went into lockdown, and a count of inmates showed Watson was missing. Court documents say Johnson was sexually assaulted and strangled. Officials said they don’t know if Johnson knew Watson, though they said she sometimes knew the inmates working on the site. Johnson was “very well regarded with staff and inmate population,” the state’s corrections chief said last week. (Read more prison escape stories.)  

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Java Fundamentals for Android Development

Course Prerequisites

Java Fundamentals for Android Development

Overview

Java is one of the most widely used programming languages for developing modern applications. Therefore, entry level knowledge of Java is essential if you're developing applications for Android systems. Java Fundamentals for Android Development is an introductory course which focuses on the basics of Java programming language, its syntax, framework, and paradigm.

This Java for Android training lays emphasis on object-oriented programming concepts and techniques that are primarily used in the Android SDK (Software Development Kit). It will provide a platform to developers to gather skills, tools and methods to ensure a strong foundation in Android application development.

Java Fundamentals for Android Development

1.First Step in JAVA

a.The History of Java

b.How Java Program work?

c.Install Java JDK and JRE.

d.Why did Google choose Java over other programming languages?

e.Android OS Structure

f.Install Android Studio

2.Create and Run Java Projects

a.Create an Android Project (Java Project) using Android Studio.

b.Writing a Java Program

c.Java Methods

d.Running a Java program

e.Java variables and their data type.

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a.Introduction

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c.IF-ELSE and ELSE-IF statement

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e.While loop

f.DO-While loop

g.For loop

h.The Break statement

i.The Continue Statement

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a.Introduction

b.Method Structure

c.Call Method by value

d.Call Method by reference

e.Arrays

f.Enter Data to Java program

g.Object Oriented Programming concepts

h.Java Class

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Node module deep-dive: Buffer

Howdy there! Time for another installment of my Node module-deep dive series! This week, I'm diving into the Buffer object in Node. I'll admit that when I opened up the file for an initial look-through I freaked out a little bit. It's a whooping 1,599 lines of code (give or take some for the lines that consist of comments). But you know what? I've done enough of these read-throughs to not be intimidated so onwards I go.

Before I dive into the actual code, it might help to present a quick primer on Buffers. Buffers in Node make it possible for the developer to interact with streams of binary data, this is particularly useful for things like reading and writing to a file on the filesystem. If you've used functions in the fs module like fs.createReadStream or fs.createWriteStream, you've interacted with buffers. To give an example, here is a Buffer containing a representation of the word "Safia" in Node.

> Buffer.from("Safia") <Buffer 53 61 66 69 61>

Alright! Time to get into the nitty-gritty and look at the code itself. As usual, here is a permalink to the particular version of the Buffer class that I'll be looking through. I usually start my code read at the bottom of a file to determine what classes and APIs a particular module exposes. Here's a look at what the Buffer module exports.

module.exports = exports = { Buffer, SlowBuffer, transcode, INSPECT_MAX_BYTES: 50, // Legacy kMaxLength, kStringMaxLength };

So it looks like it exports two classes, a Buffer and a SlowBuffer. I'm not sure what the specification distinction between them is at the moment, besides the obvious difference that one of them is slow and the other is not. In addition to those class exports, it looks like the module also exports several constants and a function.

The first thing I wanted to do was figure out what a SlowBuffer was and why it existed in the codebase. I headed over to the documentation page on Buffer under the latest version of Node and discovered under the section for the SlowBuffer class that it was actually a deprecated. A SlowBuffer is actually a variant of a Buffer object that is unpooled. An unpooled Buffer is one in which memory has not been initialized for the Buffer instance.

Now that I understood that, I started to look through the code for the Buffer class itself. The class exposes a lot of functions, so I wanted to focus on the few that I used in my day-to-day development work.

First, I wanted to start off by taking a look at the Buffer.from method. Buffer.from allows the developer to create a Buffer object from a string, array, or another Buffer. The method definition requires that the developer provide a value, encodingOrOffeset, and length parameters. The second two parameters only apply if the value that the developer is passing is an array, in which case they represent the index of the first byte in the array that the Buffer object will expose and the total number of bytes in the Buffer object to expose. If the value is a string, the second parameter is the encoding of the string (UTF-8 or ASCII, for example).

Buffer.from = function from(value, encodingOrOffset, length) {

The first couple of lines of code in the function define what to do when the type of the value is a string or an array. The method invokes the fromString and fromArrayBuffer functions accordingly.

if (typeof value === 'string') return fromString(value, encodingOrOffset); if (isAnyArrayBuffer(value)) return fromArrayBuffer(value, encodingOrOffset, length);

I decided to look at the fromString function first. Its function definition requires a string and an encoding as explained above.

function fromString(string, encoding) {

The function starts by handling potential edge cases in the parameters provided by the developer. For example, if the user doesn't provide a string or an encoding, the function returns an empty Buffer.

if (typeof encoding !== 'string' || encoding.length === 0) { if (string.length === 0) return new FastBuffer();

If the developer doesn't provide an encoding, the function falls back on UTF-8 as the default encoding. The length variable defines the number of bytes in the string assuming it is encoding in UTF-8.

encoding = 'utf8'; length = byteLengthUtf8(string);

The next if-statement checks to see if the length of the bytes in the string are longer than (Buffer.poolSize >>> 1). I was a little bit confused by the (Buffer.poolSize >>> 1) bit so I did some digging up on it. The value of Buffer.poolSize is 8 * 1024 or 8192 bytes. This number represents the number of bytes that the internal Buffer object utilizes. This value is then shifted 1 bit to the right using a zero-fill right shift. A zero-fill right shift differs from the "standard" right shift (>>) because it does not add in bits from the left as the bits are shifted rightward. As a result, every number that undergoes a zero-filling rightward shift is always a positive number. In essence, the if-statement determines if the string that the user is attempting to create a Buffer from will fit in the 8192 bytes that are pre-allocated in the Buffer by default. If so, it'll load the string in accordingly.

return createFromString(string, encoding);

On the other hand, if the number of bytes in the string is greater than the number of bytes that are pre-allocated in a Buffer, it'll go ahead and allocate more space for the string before storing it into the Buffer.

if (length > (poolSize - poolOffset)) createPool(); var b = new FastBuffer(allocPool, poolOffset, length); const actual = b.write(string, encoding); if (actual !== length) { // byteLength() may overestimate. That's a rare case, though. b = new FastBuffer(allocPool, poolOffset, actual); } poolOffset += actual; alignPool(); return b;

Next, I dived into the fromArrayBuffer function which is executed when the user passes an array buffer to Buffer.from. The function definition for the fromArrayBuffer function takes the array object, the byte offset, and the length of the array buffer.

function fromArrayBuffer(obj, byteOffset, length) {

The function starts by responding to potentially messy parameters passed to the function. It first checks to see if the user didn't pass a byteOffset to the function, in which case it uses an offset of 0. In other cases, the function ensures that the byteOffset is a positive number.

if (byteOffset === undefined) { byteOffset = 0; } else { byteOffset = +byteOffset; // check for NaN if (byteOffset !== byteOffset) byteOffset = 0; }

The length of the buffer is defined as the length of the input buffer array minus the offset.

const maxLength = obj.byteLength - byteOffset;

If the byteOffset was larger than the length of the input buffer, then the function throws an error.

if (maxLength < 0) throw new errors.RangeError('ERR_BUFFER_OUT_OF_BOUNDS', 'offset');

Finally, the function executes some checks to ensure that the length of the new ArrayBuffer is a positive number within the bounds of the newly offset object.

if (length === undefined) { length = maxLength; } else { // convert length to non-negative integer length = +length; // Check for NaN if (length !== length) { length = 0; } else if (length > 0) { if (length > maxLength) throw new errors.RangeError('ERR_BUFFER_OUT_OF_BOUNDS', 'length'); } else { length = 0; }

Then the new Buffer is created using the modified byteOffset and length parameters from the old obj ArrayBuffer.

return new FastBuffer(obj, byteOffset, length);

Going back to the Buffer.from function, it does a few more validation checks to ensure that the value the user is attempting to create a Buffer from is valid.

if (value === null || value === undefined) { throw new errors.TypeError( 'ERR_INVALID_ARG_TYPE', 'first argument', ['string', 'Buffer', 'ArrayBuffer', 'Array', 'Array-like Object'], value ); } if (typeof value === 'number') throw new errors.TypeError( 'ERR_INVALID_ARG_TYPE', 'value', 'not number', value );

Then the function checks to see if the value passed by the user contains a valueOf function. The valueOf function is defined on the Object prototype in JavaScript and returns a value of a primitive type for a specific object in JavaScript. For example, a developer might create a special Cost object that stores the price of an object and create a valueOf function that returns the price as a Number (which is floating point). In a sense, this bit of the Buffer.from method attempts to extract a primitive type out of any object passed as a value to the function and uses it to generate a new Buffer.

const valueOf = value.valueOf && value.valueOf(); if (valueOf !== null && valueOf !== undefined && valueOf !== value) return Buffer.from(valueOf, encodingOrOffset, length);

Then the function attempts to invoke the fromObject function and returns the buffer created by this function (assuming it is non-null).

var b = fromObject(value); if (b) return b;

The next check evaluates if the value passed has a toPrimitive function defined. The toPrimitive function returns a primitive value from a given JavaScript object. The Buffer.from function attempts to create a Buffer from the primitive returned by this function if it is available.

if (typeof value[Symbol.toPrimitive] === 'function') { return Buffer.from(value[Symbol.toPrimitive]('string'), encodingOrOffset, length); }

In all other cases, the function raises a TypeError.

throw new errors.TypeError( 'ERR_INVALID_ARG_TYPE', 'first argument', ['string', 'Buffer', 'ArrayBuffer', 'Array', 'Array-like Object'], value );

So in essence, the Buffer.from function will attempt to process values that are strings or ArrayBuffers then attempt to process values that are Array-like then attempt to extract a primitive value to create a Buffer from then emit a TypeError to the user in all other cases.

The next function on the Buffer object that I wanted to read through was the write function. The function definition for the Buffer.write function requires that the developer pass the string to write, the number of bytes to skip before writing the string as given by the offset, the number of bytes to write as given by length, and the encoding of the string.

Buffer.prototype.write = function write(string, offset, length, encoding) {

If no offset is given, the function writes the string at the start of the Buffer.

if (offset === undefined) { return this.utf8Write(string, 0, this.length); }

If no offset or length is given, the function starts at an offset of 0 and uses the default length of the Buffer.

// Buffer#write(string, encoding) } else if (length === undefined && typeof offset === 'string') { encoding = offset; length = this.length; offset = 0; }

Finally, if the developer provides both an offset and a length, the function ensures that they are valid finite values and calculates the length properly if an offset was given.

} else if (isFinite(offset)) { offset = offset >>> 0; if (isFinite(length)) { length = length >>> 0; } else { encoding = length; length = undefined; } var remaining = this.length - offset; if (length === undefined || length > remaining) length = remaining; if (string.length > 0 && (length < 0 || offset < 0)) throw new errors.RangeError('ERR_BUFFER_OUT_OF_BOUNDS', 'length', true); }

In all other cases, the function assumes that the developer is attempting to use an outdated version of the Buffer.write API and raises an error.

else { // if someone is still calling the obsolete form of write(), tell them. // we don't want eg buf.write("foo", "utf8", 10) to silently turn into // buf.write("foo", "utf8"), so we can't ignore extra args throw new errors.Error( 'ERR_NO_LONGER_SUPPORTED', 'Buffer.write(string, encoding, offset[, length])' ); }

Once the function has set the offset and length variables appropriately, it determines what to do depending on the different possible encodings. If no encoding is given, the Buffer.write method assumes UTF-8 by default.

if (!encoding) return this.utf8Write(string, offset, length);

In other cases, the function invokes the appropriate xWrite function where x is an encoding. I found it interesting that the switch statement used to evaluate the potential encodings checked the length of the encoding string then checked the actual value of encoding. In essence, the function evaluates the situation where the encoding is utf8 and utf-8 in different branches of the switch statement.

switch (encoding.length) { case 4: ... case 5: ... case 7: ... case 8: ... case 6: ... case 3: ... }

There's a few more interesting functions that I was hoping to read through in the Buffer class but I might end up putting those in a part 2 of this blog post. For now, I'll stop here. If you have any questions or comments about the above, feel free to ask me a question or reach out to me on Twitter.

run, baby, run

-Dabi x Reader

ෆ synopsis: Dabi fell for you at the first sight so he’s been stalking you and haunting you the whole time until he now gets his hands on you. He is determined to make you fall for him and crave him just as much as he does towards you

ෆ warnings: dubcon/noncon, yandere themes, smut, choking, fingering, reader has mixed feelings, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

ෆ A/N: this is totally inspired by the book I’m reading “Haunting Adeline” and I’m absolutely obsessed with the whole story. Definitely the best dark romance I’ve come across reading. So of course I had to write something :3

ෆ Song recommendation: Dutch Melrose- RUNRUNRUN

MASTERLIST

“Run” Dabi growls. “If I catch you I fuck you”

You weren’t sure how you found yourself in this situation but here you were: running in the dark woods in the middle of the night, heart pumping right out of your chest and adrenaline level chasing the sky. You kept running and running, your legs threatening to give in any time as they grew too tired to continue the movement. But you never stopped running away from the man that has been haunting you this whole time, like a shadow that never left you alone from the moment he laid eyes on you.

****

The man with those piercing blue eyes that would send anyone to their knees just by a single stare, the scars decorating his features grotesquely and the devilish grin on his face, the sight of him alone left you breathless. The same man had been stalking you for quite a long time, keeping you on high alert constantly, every single noise, every step of his in your house late at night, the feeling of being watched, you didn’t live a day without fear stalling deep in your chest from the mysterious shadow attached to you.

He waited, he watched you closely, he studied you, he provoked you, and the more time passed the more his obsession towards you grew. No matter how much you protested, no matter the circumstances, he would make you his. But patience is key, and Dabi is indeed a patient man sometimes, especially when he wants his plans to work perfectly well. He didn’t want to just make you his, he wanted your heart too. He could easily kidnap you and use you for his own sick pleasure but no; he wanted your love, he wanted you as obsessed with him as he is with you. You ruined his life, because nothing else is in his mind except you.

You were brave, and stupid. Your threats falling on deaf ears as Dabi knew too well you’d grown accustomed with his “weird ways” of approaching you, to the point that as much as he scared you, you couldn’t help the thrill and adrenaline rush in your veins whenever he hunted you down. You hated it, it was so wrong to fall for your stalker, for someone so sick and twisted as Dabi.

But he could wait no longer. His patience grew thin. As you screamed at him to leave you alone, he decided to finally give you the damned opportunity.

“Alright sweetheart” Dabi whispered, licking his lips in anticipation. “Y’want me out of your life so badly? Then I’ll make your wish come true”

The tone in his voice was almost teasing, and you didn’t believe him. You were scared he had something up his sleeve.

And he did.

“Oh really?” you scoffed. “Is this the part when I get rickrolled and in fact I never escape you?”

He chuckled. “Nope. I thought I’ve made it clear that you can never escape me, doll”

You swallowed, the tension thick in the air as chills ran down your spine, not sure if it was from the cold night breeze or his words. You both were outside of your house, a dead silence surrounding the area where nothing except the faint sound crickets could fill your ears.

“Spill it out” you said, your voice almost shaking as you tried to put out a brave facade. But he saw right through it.

“Impatient aren’t we?” he clicked his tongue. “Alright, I will give you this one chance and if you succeed, I will be out of your life. Completely.”

You bit your lip nervously as you listened to him closely.

“It’s simple really” he continued, walking around you like a predator around his prey as you sat still, frozen in place, his heavy boots crunching down the leaves and his pace was slow and intimidating. His eyes never leaving you for once. “All y’gotta do is run away from me. Straight to that forest. If you get out of the forest successfully without me catching you.. then you’re forever free from me…Y/N~”

He pronounced your name with such low voice and rolled it on his tongue like he was mentioning the name of his favorite meal in the world.

You nodded, still nervous. “And if you catch me?”

The grin on his face was evil, licking his teeth as his eyes flared at you. You weren’t sure if the man in front of you was a man or a demon.

“If I catch you, I fuck you”

*****

Breath was caught in your throat as you sprinted deep in the dark woods not too far from your house. Despite from going there too many times during the day, it was harder to find your way during the night. The forest seemed to have changed shape, it felt like there were more trees than usual, and you could swear you’ve been running in circles for the third time, always ending up in the same place.

“Fuck, where is it?!” you whispered to yourself, panic setting in as you tried to find the shortest path out of the forest. It was hard to run fast and at the same time not make any noise, it was hard to keep calm knowing he was after you, hunting you down like the small vulnerable prey you are.

His words rang in your ears over and over, the consequences if you get caught and lose this little game of cat and mouse.

“I can smell you~” he rasped out, not too far from where you were hiding. You could hear his heavy steps crunching everything on his path, letting you know he was close. Your hand clasped your mouth, preventing any whimper from falling out of your mouth as dread settled deep in your gut. How did he get so close to you in such a short time when you’d been running for your life hoping to get as far away as possible?

You crawled out of your hiding place to get further away from him, but his sultry voice seemed too close the whole time, it was driving you crazy.

“You cannot escape me doll” the voice said, making you turn your head back. But nothing was behind you.

“You can run as far away as you like..” to your left you turned, the voice seeming to come in many directions from the dark. Then silence fell once again, all you could hear where the fast heartbeats in your chest and your own breath, blood turned cold as you froze there, sweat coating your forehead.

“…but you’ll always end up back to me”

A scarred hand emerged from the darkness, grabbing your wrist harshly and pulling you forward. A choked scream fell from your mouth as you were slammed right on a tree, your back hitting the rough surface of the trunk. Before you could even think, the same hand was wrapped around your fragile throat, preventing the air from going to your lungs as you choked, tearing up.

“Gotcha” Dabi chuckled darkly, squeezing your throat more as his other hand grabbed your hip, pulling your body towards his. The heat radiating off him was suffocating you even more, he was taller and bigger compared to you while you squealed in his grasp like a scared little mouse caught in his trap.

His warm tongue came out to lick a singular tear falling down your cheek, groaning as he enjoyed the salty flavor of it, before setting his eyes on you again.

“You’re mine baby” he whispered. “All mine. I told you from the beginning that you will never escape me. You.. you were made for me..”

His hand came under your thigh, lifting it up to wrap your leg around his waist.

“…you were created for me to love, to break and shape you however I want. For me to mold and manipulate as I please”

“N-No!” you choked out, vision going dark.

Dabi released the tight grip on your throat as you started coughing and gasping for air. His hand gripped your hair from behind, lifting your head up to look at him as he loomed over you. You could swear his eyes were almost glowing in the dark.

“I will eat your fucking heart out” he grinned, his lips touching yours before he gave you a heated kiss, moaning and grunting in your mouth as his tongue intertwined with yours. The kiss was rough and possessive, taking your breath away as he bruised your lips.

“Mmmhh fuck~ your flavor, can’t wait to fucking claim you for good” Dabi said, his hands tearing the panties off of you while you whimpered and struggled to get away from him. He grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks together, scoffing in annoyance at your resistance.

“Stop lying to yourself Y/N. If you don’t want this why is your pussy weeping for me?” he growled, dipping a finger right inside your sloppy hole.

“It’s.. not! F-Fuuuck” your eyes rolled back as he flicked your clit, rubbing it in circles slowly. It was embarrassing, but all this chase and panic sent a thrill deep in your core, making a pool between your legs that would haunt you forever. Nothing about this was okay, but yet a sick part of you enjoyed it, the part of you who put all the morals behind and enjoyed the moment of being chased down by the big bad villain and being claimed like this. Devoured like this.

“Yeah? It’s not huh?” he laughed, adding a second finger and doing a scissoring motion, making your legs tremble. “I’m a man of my words doll, I told you what happens if I catch you. Too bad my little mouse didn’t get to escape that easily from me~”

Dabi buried his face on your neck, nibbling and biting down, leaving his marks all over you and drawing some blood out in the process. Rolling his eyes in pleasure he licked the blood off you, proceeding to go down to your chest to do the same thing. His hand continued to play with your pussy while you shamelessly grinded yourself on his palm.

“F-Fucking hate you!” you gritted your teeth, orgasm nearing.

“Yeah? Show me how much you hate me then, c’mon princess” he smiled, his palm moving faster to get you to come undone for him. The sound of your wet pussy was loud enough among the silence of the dark forest, your face heating up in embarrassment.

“Look how fuckin’ filthy you are for me darling”

Your legs squeezed shut together as you came all over his fingers, a loud whine falling from your mouth as orgasm crashed and shattered you. You leaned back, catching your breath, body trembling as Dabi enjoyed the fucked out expression on your face. You almost didn’t even hear the “click” sound of his belt unbuckling, unzipping his pants before he lifted you, spreading your legs.

“Aren’t you my gorgeous girl?” he whispered, kissing your lips while the tip of his cock teased your wet folds, grinding against your puffy clit.

“I-I’m not your girl!” you replied weakly, the soreness making you whimper in his mouth. His smoky scent invaded your senses, it was intoxicating and it made you really crave the demon that haunted you everyday.

“Ooh yes you are, only mine. My sweet girl~” Dabi replied back, and without a warning, he shoved himself in you inch by inch, his head falling back. “Nghhh fuck- my pretty slut you are~ so fucking tight f’me”

His size made it harder for you to get used to him as he stretched you, splitting you open, invading and burning your insides. Tears hanging on your lower lashes finally rolled down your cheeks as you mewled on his shoulder.

“Too much! S’ too big!” you groaned while he laughed in your face.

“I’m not even halfway in princess”

With that he buried himself deep in you, leaving you breathless as his cock almost kissed your cervix. A guttural groan left his throat as your velvety walls wrapped so nicely around his cock, it took everything in him to not cum right there.

“You feel so good baby” he bit your earlobe while setting the pace, fucking you against the tree. “Feel like fucking heaven. My heaven~”

His pace became brutal as he plunged deep inside of you, hitting the deepest parts of you while you screamed and choked on his cock. The sloppiness of your entrance and the skin slapping mixed with your moans and his grunts were the only sounds that could be heard in the woods. His hands would leave a bruise on your asscheeks as he gripped them hard and spread them, landing a harsh slap and making you yelp.

“Mmmhm scream as much as you want” he groaned. “Nobody will come to help when I get your whole soul. When I. Make. You. Fucking. Mine”

With each word he thrusted harder and harder.

“I will chase after you forever no matter how much you run, you can’t hide from me. Not here or in any other lifetime. Y’gonna have to kill me if you wanna get rid of me, but you can’t do that anymore now princess can you?” he grinned, forcing you to keep eye contact with him by gripping your chin.

“Because hate it or not, you want me too now don’t you?”

The truth slapping your face hard had your eyes flaring in rage and your face heating up in shame, you hated that you wanted him, you loathed yourself for craving him and his attention, this all was so wrong.

But it felt so right.

Not knowing how else to release your anger, you crashed your lips against his, kissing just as roughly as he did, biting him until you were sure his lips were bleeding. You poured all the hate and need in that kiss, and he took it all like a starved man while his cock continued thrusting deep inside you, hitting that particular spot that made your head spin.

“That’s it baby” he breathed out as you pulled away from him, his head dizzy from the kiss and his cock throbbing. “Just how we both like it yeah?”

Rough. That’s how you both liked it, you wanted it rough so you could pour your hate on him for haunting your life like this, and he could pour his hate and love on you for haunting his mind and soul.

“You’re mine.. as much as I’m yours, y’hear me?” he groaned, reaching his own high too.

“Mmmhmm” you moaned as you felt that knot forming in your stomach, too fucked out to reply back anything other than sounds.

“M’gonna take your heart, just like you did with mine. No getting away from me.. ever” he kissed your lips as his hand reached to rub your clit once again. You kissed him back feverishly, sweat coating both of your bodies.

“Mmm y-yours” you said meekly and he moaned in pleasure.

“Yes baby, all fucking mine. Gonna be my good girl and cum on this cock now? C’mon, princess..”

It didn’t take long for you to cum for him, his words sending you over the edge as you clenched tight around his cock, wanton high pitched moans leaving your throat. It was too much, you almost saw stars as he fucked the orgasm out of you still, milking him for all his worth as he came deep in you. You bit your lip feeling his warm seed painting your insides, you felt so full of him and you couldn’t get enough of it.

You couldn’t understand how you could hate Dabi and yet want to be full of him in every aspect, but here you were.

After catching his breath too, he leaned down to kiss your forehead, wiping the hair off your face and admiring your features.

“I know you hate me, and I’ve never been a good man” he whispered as he pulled out of you, hissing in process. He held your limp body bridal style, heading out of the forest.

“And I can’t pretend to be a good man so you can love me..” he continued, not sure if you were even hearing him. But you were, despite from closing your eyes, you were hearing every word.

“But I’m a selfish bastard, and I want ya all to myself. So, if that means forcing you to love me just the way I am, with every fucked up part of me, then I’m gonna fucking do it. I won’t pretend to be good, cause I’m not”

You swallowed hard at his words, knowing that the villain was in fact serious about all this. It wasn’t just some game of cat and mouse. He had fallen hard for you, and he’ll be damned if he won’t make you feel the same way towards him. As twisted as it all is, he made you feel desirable, he worshipped you in a way nobody ever did, he made your heart swell in your chest and your pussy clench on air just at the thought of him.

Whether he knew it or not, and as much as you hated it, you indeed had fallen for him too.

Tags: @mostlyheinous @dabislittlebeaniebaby @shadowsandshapes @dabihawksluva @mossy-opal @daniidil @holydayaria @syrenkitsune @arinexeisnotworking @cherrykisssess @doumadono @dabis0bitch @mysideeffectsofyou @bubblegumsblog @murderous-snail @sukunas-bitxh

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Formula 1 RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri Characters: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Logan Sargeant Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Idiots in Love, Hurt/Comfort, like a lot, Aftermath of Violence, Feelings Realization, Blood and Injury, Nursing Student Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris Needs a Hug, and a psychological evaluation, Occasional Attempts at Humour, gratuitous references to fight club (1999), I'm Bad At Tagging Summary:

Logan shrugged. “Maybe he’s in a fight club, like Brad Pitt.”

Oscar stared at Logan in disbelief. “A what now?”

 - or, whilst Oscar is glad he can gain some level of field practice from his roommate's incessant injuries, he is starting to get concerned.

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Title: And the ocean answered back (you coward, you hummingbird)

Summary: Ronin might be a selfish backstabbing coward, but he still had something of a heart left dammit. He might not like the ninja anymore, but he still cared. Nya dies and the world continues on. And Ronin tries not to care about any of them anymore. He was selfish like that.

Ronin enjoyers come get y'alls food

[Read the 5k fic here]

Boring mystery and objectivity الغموض الممل والموضوعية 

في حياتنا يصادفنا مواقف غامضة يكمن ورائها أشخاص يبدولنا انهم مثيرين للإهتمام و "عندهم سالفه" بينما في الحقيقه هم مجرد فقاعه انتفخت كبالونه مثيره للإهتمام عن غير قصد.

لهذا وجدت أن ليس كل لغز يستحق أن نفتش ورائه في حياتنا، ليس كل شخص غامض هو بالضروره مثير للاهتمام على العكس تماما، ربما لايوجد ماايظهره اصلا، فيدعي الغموض حتى يجد من يهتم بأمره، ليس كل صديق يحمل أسرارا مثير للاهتمام والتنقيب. فعلا" لاتسألو عن أشياء إن تُبدَ لكمْ تسؤكم" بنظري مش استياء بقد مااهو ضياع وقت وتركيز على أشياء تافهة.  

يلفتنا الغامض ويثير تساؤلاتنا ولكن قبل التنقيب ومضيعة الوقت السؤال الأهم يكمن في ماهية ماتريدون الوصول إليه من خلال البحث عن “ المحتوى “ الكامن ورائه , فضول وحسب ؟ اضافة “ ايجابيه “ ليومي الممل ؟ معلومة “ مهمة “ تكمن وراء هذا الستار من الألغاز ومن خلاله قد تكون مسأله مصيريه مهمه ؟ 

فعليا مثل هذه الطرق من التفكير ساعدتني في مااييجب أن يأخذ حيزا من وقتي واهتمامي ومايحب أن يهمل ! 

مايحب أن نلفت انتباهنا اليه هو التعامل مع الأشياء بشكل موضوعي بحت وليس على صعيد شخصي عاطفي ,  

ولكن السؤال يكمن : هل اصبحت الموضوعية ممله بالشكل الذي يجعلها خارج نطاق التفكير عندما تتصادم مع الغموض الغير موضوعي  ؟ 

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Student Exploration: Titration

Vocabulary: acid, analyte, base, dissociate, equivalence point, indicator, litmus paper, molarity, neutralize, pH, strong acid, strong base, titrant, titration, titration curve, weak acid, weak base

Prior Knowledge Questions (Do these BEFORE using the Gizmo.)

There are several definitions of acids and bases. According to the Brønsted-Lowry definition, an acid is a substance that is capable of donating a proton to another substance. A base is a substance that accepts protons. When an acid and a base are combined, the acid is neutralized as the base accepts the protons produced by the acid.

One way to determine if a solution is acidic or basic is to use litmus paper, as shown above. There are two types of litmus papers: red and blue.

How does litmus paper indicate an acid?

How does litmus paper indicate a neutral substance?

How does litmus paper indicate a base?

Gizmo Warm-up

Litmus is an example of an indicator, a substance that changes color depending on its pH(pH is a measure of the concentration of protons, or H+ ions). In the Titration Gizmo™, you will use indicators to show how acids are neutralized by bases, and vice versa.

To begin, check that 1.00 M NaOH is selected for the Burette, Mystery HBr is selected for theFlask, and Bromthymol blue is selected for the Indicator.

1. Look at the flask. What is the color of the bromthymol blue indicator?

2.What does this tell you about the pH of the solution in the flask?

3.Move the slider on the burette to the top to add about 25 mL of NaOH to the flask. What happens, and what does this tell you about the pH of the flask?  

Introduction: When most acids dissolve in water, they dissociate into ions. For example, nitric acid (HNO3) dissociates into H+ and NO3– ions.

Question: How do acids and bases interact in solution?

1.Calculate: Concentration is measured by molarity (M), or moles per liter. Brackets are also used to symbolize molarity. For example, if 0.6 moles of HNO3 are dissolved in a liter of water, you would say [HNO3] = 0.6 M.

A. Because HNO3 is a strong acid, it dissociates almost completely in water. That means the concentration of H+ is very nearly equal to that of HNO3. What is [H+] if [HNO3] is 0.01 M?

B. The pH of a solution is equal to the negative log of H+ concentration: pH = –log[H+] What is the pH of this solution? (Use the “log” button on your calculator.)

C.What is the pH of a 0.6 M HNO3 solution

2.Describe: The equation for the reaction of nitric acid (HNO3) and sodium hydroxide (NaOH) is shown on the bottom right of the Gizmo

A.What are the reactants in this reaction

B.What are the products of this reaction

3.Measure: A titration can be used to determine the concentration of an acid or base by measuring the amount of a solution with a known concentration, called the titrant, that reacts completely with a solution of unknown concentration, called the analyte. The point at which this occurs is called the equivalence point.

Carefully add HNO3 into the flask until the phenolphthalein begins to lose its color. Stop adding HNO3 when the color change is permanent.

A.How much (HNO3) was required to cause the indicator to change color?

B.What can you say about the pH before and after the last drop of HNO3 was added?

4.Explore: Click Reset and change the indicator to Bromthymol blue. Add exactly 8.9 mL of HNO3 to the flask.

A.What does the color of the indicator tell you about the current pH of the flask?

B.Add one more drop of HNO3. What does the color tell you about the pH now?

C.If you combine the results of this question with the results from question 3B, what do you know about the total pH change caused by adding the last 0.1 mL of HNO3?

5.Apply: Water has a pH of 7. If 0.1 mL (about one drop) of 1.0 M HNO3 is added to 100 mL of water, the result is a solution with a concentration of 0.001 M HNO3.

A.What is the pH of 0.001 M HNO3?

B.How much did one drop of HNO3 cause the pH of water to change?

C.How does this relate to what you determined in question 4C?

6.Explain: A titration curve is a graph of pH vs. volume of titrant. The graph at right shows a typical titration curve for the titration of a strong acid by a strong base. (A strong base is one that has relatively high dissociation in water.)

A.How would you describe the shape of the titration curve

B.Why do you think the titration curve has the shape it has?

Introduction: Adding a drop of strong acid or base into a neutralized solution is similar to adding a drop of strong acid or base to water—it causes an abrupt change in pH. By using an appropriate indicator, a chemist can tell when a solution is neutralized by monitoring its color.

Question: How is titration used to determine an unknown concentration?

1. Measure: Titrate the sulfuric acid analyte (H2SO4) with the sodium hydroxide titrant (NaOH). How much 1.00 M NaOH is needed to neutralize the H2SO4 solution

2. Interpret: The balanced equation for the reaction of HBr and NaOH is given at bottom right. Based on this equation, how many moles of NaOH react with 1 mole of H2SO4

3. Manipulate: Recall that molarity is equal to the number of moles of a substance dissolved in one liter of solution: molarity = moles ÷ volume.

A. Write an equation for determining the number of moles of NaOH that are added to the flask based on [NaOH] and volume of NaOH titrant (mL NaOH):

B.Write a similar expression for the number of moles of H2SO4 in the flask based on [H2SO4] and the volume of H2SO4 (mL).

C.Because there are twice as many moles of NaOH as moles of H2SO4 in this reaction, you can say:

D.Now you can calculate [H2SO4] based on the data from the Gizmo: [H2SO4]

4. Calculate: Select the Worksheet tab. This tab helps you calculate the analyte concentration. • Fill in the first set of boxes (“moles H2SO4” and “moles NaOH”) based on the coefficients in the balanced equation. (If there is no coefficient, the value is 1.) • Record the appropriate volumes in the “mL NaOH” and “mL H2SO4” boxes. • Record the concentration of the titrant in the M NaOH box.

Click Calculate. What is the concentration listed?

Click Check. Is this the correct concentration?

If you get an error message, revise your work until you get a correct value. (You may have to redo the titration if you do not have the correct volume of titrant.)

5.Practice: Perform the following titrations and determine the concentrations of the following solutions. In each experiment, list the volume of titrant needed to neutralize the analyte and the indicator used. Use the Worksheet tab of the Gizmo to calculate each analyte concentration. Include all units.

6.Apply: Once you know the concentration of a strong acid or a strong base, you can estimate its pH. Use pH = –log10[H+] to calculate the pH of each of the strong acid mystery solutions (Mystery HBr and Mystery H2SO4) based on the concentrations you determined in questions 4 and 5. Check your answers with the Gizmo. (Because dissociation is not always complete, your answers may vary slightly from values in the Gizmo.)

7.Apply: For a strong base, the concentration of hydroxide ions [OH–] is roughly estimated to be the same as the concentration of the base. The pH of a strong base is found with the equation pH = 14 + log10[OH–]. Based on their concentrations, find the pH of each of the strong bases. Check your answers with the Gizmo.