#i had a day off from work so i'm not running on a 5% battery anymore lol

[hibischush]

Could please do kissing headcanons for Hayden, Ryis, and Celine? 👀

I see you 👀 More kissing headcanons comin' right up! 🌺

Just like last time, there are some suggestive themes, so⚠️minors proceed with caution!⚠️

Hayden

Hayden is the type to not take first kisses so seriously

And what I mean by that is that he doesn't stress over when it happens or what it will be like

He would like for it to happen organically, since he would rather wait for you and he already knows that it will be wonderful

I think it would happen on a stormy evening, with the pair of you sitting out on his porch joking and enjoying each other's company

Lighting strikes nearby and you startle

Hayden lets one of his bellowing laughs out which fizzle out to giggles as you poke his sides with a pout

You both know you are interested in one another, but you are also the type to just let things happen naturally

As the lightning illuminated your face, Hayden realizes with a huge swell of emotion that he needs to do something about how he is feeling

When you try to go for one last jab at his sides, he gently captures your wrist with one hand and pulls you closer to him by the waist with his other

Resting your captive hand over his heart, Hayden looks at you fondly before whispering, "Farmer, you ain't got no idea what you do to this rancher's heart, and I need to show you what you do to me," he releases your hand to tilt your chin up, "may I kiss you?"

You eagerly accept and he smiles before leaning down to passionately seal your lips with his own

After the quick but sweet kiss you ask him to date you

He hollers happily, "Of course I will date you! Oh the world won't even know what hit them with you by my side!"

Hayden is typically a gentle guy in most regards, and this is also true when it comes to his kisses 💗

He honestly lets you take the lead when kissing, since he prefers to do something else entirely (he also just likes when you are enjoying the way you kiss him)

Hayden is super handsy

Hands will fly from your face to your chest, to your waist down to your hips (maybe to your butt too if you let him)

He wants so much of you that the best way to keep him grounded is to explore with his hands

If there's a height difference (with a hunk of a man like Hayden its likely more true than not) he often will just. Pick you up

This often leads him to pinning you against a wall or door, really any flat surface

But it typically leads to him setting you down on a table or chair, or a bed to keep you on his lap 👀

Ryis

Ryis is very straight-forward

The moment he felt something between you two and he had an inkling that you reciprocated he asked you out

This man is so loving

And it didn't take long for him to kiss you in order to express his fondness for you

One day you stopped by at the carpentry shop to see him working inside on some cabinetry

You pause to take in the lovey sight of him

There's something about his face that makes your legs feel weak when he's focused on a task

You wish that he would look at you that intensely 🥲

The sight didn't last long, however

He immediately lights up upon noticing you, and you instantly think that this sight was one to die for

"There's my favorite farmer! To what do I owe the pleasure?" He grins, dusting off his hands

"Oh, nothing really. Just enjoying the view," you tease, sliding up next to him and brushing saw dust out of his hair

He feels his face heating up, but then chuckles adorably at your comment

He takes your hand from his hair and holds it to his cheek

"Thank you for that, you're always looking out for me," Ryis says softly

You melt under the strength of his gaze, and your eyes flicker down to his lips

He notices, and grins before inching his face closer to yours, "You know, I think I deserve a gift from working so hard at being a lovely view" he teases back

You blush but hold your ground, "Yes, I think that's acceptable given the circumstances,"

He laughs and he pulls you in to a tight embrace, kissing you longingly and passionately

Afterwards, you can confidently declare that Ryis is the best kisser on the planet

He's very observant and respondent to your reactions and needs

He very much enjoys kissing you

Whether that be small pecks in public as a greeting or forehead kisses as way to say thank you

Behind closed doors, however...

You do not want to be caught

I said before that Ryis is very loving, and if you thought that he would stay loving you quietly in private you'd be so wrong

Honestly it's like unleashing a dormant beast

He will be leaving marks on your neck and bruises on your lip

It's out of love dw 🩷🩷

Celine

Oh our sweet Celine

She fell for you fast and hard

And while it took you a bit longer to reciprocate, you couldn't deny the the two of you had chemistry

You would catch her hidden glances, her nervous laugh, and how much she would play with her hair around you

Not to mention the teasing from her family, which was not hidden well at the general store

She almost always had redden cheeks around you, which you found very endearing

She wasn't entirely sure if you only liked her as a friend or as something more, so she would misread your flirting as harmless platonic compliments

One day you invite her to the farm for dinner, and when she arrives you give her a huge hug and a bouquet of flowers

She blushes when you hug her but she kept reminding herself that you were doing it to be friendly (and ofc she loves the flowers)

You tell her to sit down at your dinner table as you cook for her, all the while laughing and bantering

As the two of you tucked into dinner she was beginning to think that this was more than just a hangout

She helps you clean up the dishes and you both settle on a couch outside on your porch

You sit close to her, and she bristles even more (she's going to faint if she gets any redder help this girl out)

You reach over and grab her hand and begin to thumb the back of it

After a bit more tension filled silence, you whisper to her, "Celine, you know this was a date, right?"

😯

Finally the bouquet, the fleeting touches, the compliments, the candlelit dinner-- it all makes sense now

She almost gasps before saying, "Y-you're serious? Do you like me that way? Romantically?!"

You let out a gentle laugh before taking her other hand and lifting her up off the couch with you

You pull her close, and you can almost hear a quiet whimper from her

"I'm serious, Celine. I've been interested for quite a while, and I know you have been too. I want to kiss you, is that alrig-?"

She basically tackles you as she wraps her hands around your shoulders and kisses you

"It was more than alright, I wish you had asked sooner!" she beams

Turns out that's all she needed to be more confident around you

Celine loves to kiss and be kissed by you!

She almost always kisses you by wrapping you close to her

I think that she would also nibble on your lips to get a laugh out of you, but she would immediately lose the upper hand when you retaliate by smooching and nibbling on her neck

When that happens she tends to pull you to a private place 🩷

I feel like I got a little carried away with this one 🤔 No matter though because I enjoyed every second!

[sanerontheinside]

I Work in an Institution, part 1

—teacher's notes

I started teaching in 2020—during covid lockdowns—which of course was nothing anyone could have prepared us for. One of the things that migrated into the skillset fairly quickly was the ability to adapt, on a dime, to whatever bullshit wasn't working that day. Frequently you'd do this within the first 5 minutes of your first class, when you discovered a new Google Meet update wasn't up to snuff.

First attempts were shaky, sure, but by the end of the day you had a decent idea of what was missing and how to make it better next time. A lot of times, you just made do: ok, so this isn't perfect, but everyone can actually see what I'm doing, so—yeah, it'll be fine.

And ideally, you'd end up with a good idea for what you actually needed (ex: document camera so the kids could see you writing notes by hand). You pretty much figured out how to bring the situation under your control, and then you went from there.

Now, whenever the internet isn't working in school, or I can't print anymore for some reason, the MO is just to look for a way out. Is there another device that prints? Can you get on a hotspot? Who do you know with a desktop printer, and doesn't mind you occasionally begging a favour? (and isn't clear across the building, while we're at it)

The upside of it being 2024 is—theoretically—a lot less stuff is outside of your control. We don't rely on Google Meet anymore, and aren't inconvenienced by an unexpected rollout. When I do example lessons during interviews, I don't have to figure out how to use Zoom while teaching a demo class of real live childen (a painful experience).

You'd like to think we wouldn't have unexpected issues in the bagging area, only now the devils are inside the building: our IT department has decided to make the system more secure, in the name of making their lives easier. Which would be fantastic, actually! —If it weren't also happening in ways that frequently and actively hamper our efforts to get anything done.

For instance, if you're logged in on device A, turns out you frequently have to wait about half an hour before you can log in on device B. For me, this results in a pretty much daily occurrence of 1) logging onto the smartboard, 2) attempting to log in on my work laptop, 3) waiting for 20-30 minutes before the work laptop discovers it can connect to the in-house network.

Mind you, during this time I can't make it connect to the guest network either, because the SSL certificate for that is expired. Even on my personal device I have to acknowledge that the certificate's expired, so I could be signing in to get my info stolen—but on the work device I can't enter it at all. On my personal, I have to enter credentials again, register, log in... not a lot in the grand scheme of things, but I get booted off this network every time my personal device powersaves. This adds up to a lot of clicks and seconds, and if it doesn't take a lot of physical time I can promise you it shaves off soul-minutes.

(there's a workaround: just play a 10 hour youtube video. run down your battery a little, what'll it cost ya)

But the problem, ultimately, isn't any of these one things. It's that if you throw on another hiccup, suddenly all your little glitches and troubles become death by a thousand cuts. If you're rushing through creating 3 versions of a quiz for 5th period, suddenly you're swatting down these problems from every corner.

Today, my work laptop stopped printing (smartboard was fine), the printing rooms were out of paper (I have a stash), and because I logged in in too many places too fast, I got locked out of work accounts on my personal device, where I was editing my quiz (I logged into a work-related personal google account on the work laptop and went from there). All of these added whole minutes to my workflow. Felt like eons.

I'm tired of having 50 workarounds and having to come up with 100 more, experimenting with them as I go. I want the equivalent of my old document camera: a system under my control, almost entirely non-reliant on school networks.

Well, if nothing else, the search should be interesting.

[torahoes]

(IDOLiSH7) Touma Inumaru - VD Winter Date Rabbit Chat: Part 1 - Extreme and Deadly!?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.

Touma Inumaru: Takanashi-san, good work today. I'm sorry I had to borrow your phone earlier!

Touma Inumaru: Thanks to you, I was able to safely meet up with my manager after that!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Good work today! I received a message from Utsugi-san a little while ago as well!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm relieved you were able to meet up with him on time!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Touma Inumaru: If I hadn't run into you, it would've been a disaster. Despite being tight on time until our next location, my phone's battery died, and I was seriously freaking out.

Touma Inumaru: There were some staff I knew, but none of them knew my manager's contact information.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm glad I could help!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Looks like your phone's battery is recharged now, too!

Touma Inumaru: Haru had a portable charger, so I borrowed it!

Touma Inumaru: He was like, "Why didn't you charge your phone?" and was annoyed with me LOL

Touma Inumaru: I thought I had plugged it in properly before going to bed last night but maybe it was loose.

Tsumugi Takanashi: It happens sometimes…! > <

Tsumugi Takanashi: I remember once during my student days, my alarm didn't go off and I almost overslept…

Touma Inumaru: Oh, I totally get that!

Touma Inumaru: It's really scary when that happens!

Touma Inumaru: The moment you wake up, it's like all the blood drains from your face and you turn pale…

Tsumugi Takanashi: I hurried and managed to make it on time, but I realized I was wearing different socks on each foot. It was so embarrassing…

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Touma Inumaru: That's not too bad; it's cute!

Touma Inumaru: I, on the other hand, got ready in a hurry this one time and ended up wearing my T-shirt inside out.

Touma Inumaru: What's more, my members noticed but didn't say anything because they thought it was a fashion statement, so I spent the whole day like that until I changed into my costume LOL

Tsumugi Takanashi: Was everything alright today?

Touma Inumaru:

Touma Inumaru: I double-checked everything carefully before I left since we had a meeting with Re:vale!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Was it perhaps for "NEXT Re:vale"?

Touma Inumaru: Yeah, that's right! We're appearing in the Valentine's Date project thing.

Touma Inumaru: The one where viewers send in date ideas they'd like to experience with us, and then we act them out on the show.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I saw the preview and thought it might be that...!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm curious about what kind of ideas will be sent in. I'm also really looking forward to seeing what kind of date plans you all come up with!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Touma Inumaru: So you watched the preview. Thank you! I'm also super excited to see what ideas the viewers come up with.

Touma Inumaru: Honestly, I'm clueless about what they're even expecting from me.

Touma Inumaru: Momo-san and Yuki-san said they were probably expecting an "extreme and deadly" date.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Extreme and deadly...!

Tsumugi Takanashi: If we're talking about ŹOOĻ, I suppose you do have that image because of your music style, dance routines packed with acrobatic moves, and such...

Touma Inumaru: It's hard to imagine what that would look like specifically.

Touma Inumaru: If we're looking for something extreme... Maybe eating super spicy food or going on intense thrilling rides?

Tsumugi Takanashi: Something like bungee jumping from a skyscraper or trying VR horror experiences could also be considered.

Touma Inumaru: Now that you mention it, Haru did bungee jump before...

Touma Inumaru: A- Are they expecting me to do something like that too?

Touma Inumaru: But is bungee jumping even a popular choice for dates!?

Tsumugi Takanashi: I've seen couples bungee jumping together off bridges on TV... Some even do it at their weddings to create special memories!

Touma Inumaru: Seriously!? That's awesome. Maybe it's not so rare these days.

Touma Inumaru: I should probably look into what other kinds of dates there are. I need to mentally prepare myself.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

(T/N: The sticker says "Do your best!")

End of Part 1.

[ninjastar107]

'Caught Inbetween' - A protoman-centered MMC fic

[PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3] [PART 4] [PART 5]

What was he, really? He was too advance to be like the other machines, but he was too mechanical to be human. Somehow he found himself being a bit of both, being seen as a kid dressed up in a costume by onlookers until they had a better look at his eyes.

The glow always gave him away.

Too mechanical to cause harm, but too human to follow orders. He was a machine, but to what purpose? A son? A vagabond? Blues let the 'thought' be his last. He watched the sunset through dimming vision, the orange mass wobbling and melting into the horizon.

-- "Solar powered, of course that blasted Dr. Light built this one…" an unfamiliar voice grumbled, " Faulty too, must be a prototype."

Where was he? Who was that? He was barely past the BIOS screen when the world faded out once again.

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Something had changed. There was a new heat that ran through his tubes and wires, coursing with the force of a fusion reactor. Blues snapped his eyes open, the shock of his functions running without delay holding him in silence. Here he was again upon a table, just like the first day he was activated all over again. Above him stood the doctor -a different one this time- who marveled proudly at his work. "Who are you?" Blues asked in awe. "Just an old doctor who happened upon you. Dr. Light always gives up halfway through making a robot, and I always have to finish the job." Wily lamented, "Like with you and your faulty core that I generously replaced. Not all of his robots get this special treatment from me!" Blues sat up. The area around felt like a lab albeit a bit too bright for his liking. Why he could hardly see the doctor over the floodlight above him. A few white screens flickered against the wall, too bright for him to make out anything. "I have so little at my disposal but I had just enough to fix you up! Now you can go and fulfill your function!" Wily smiled. Blues thought on it, flexing his fingers. "I do not have one." Wily stared at him, eyes narrowing as a smug grin tugged at his cheeks, "Oh leave it to Light to not even program that into his machines… No matter, I can fix that!" Blues watched the doctor pace around before heading towards the monitors and merging with the light. He boxed his eyes in an attempt to dim the area, feeling for the light switch on the floodlight and accidentally knocking a few tools off a side table. Wily flashed a brief glare between rummaging about, his hands moving to make a slight modification to the helmet he fashioned. "Hold still now," Wily ordered and promptly stuck it on him, "There you go my boy, a little protection for your new purpose!" The world dimmed tremendously beneath the tinted visor, unveiling a level of detail more attuned to what he was used to. It must be a side effect to the new core, maybe too much energy flow to his optics? The only other explanation would be that this doctor looked at more than his power input... "You never explained what that exactly is." Wily ran a hand down his mustache in disdain, "The world out there is so cruel to someone like me, a shunned expert. Dr.Light gets all of the credit for all of the hard work I put in, why I'm practically exiled from society!" The doctor went back to rummaging, "There is this pesky robot named 'Megaman' always destroying my work! Nothing but minor setbacks, but annoying ones at that! I want you to stop him." Blues glanced down at the buster Wily had procured and offered. He had seen similar designed tools for construction droids, but never without extra wires or battery. "The pest has one similar, but yours is much more powerful. You should be able to defeat him easily- here, let ol' Dr. Wily install it for you!" Not that Blues was going to say no, this doctor saved his life after all and it wouldn't be right to not repay him in some way. He watched intently at the process, noting what parts need to be removed and readjusted so that he could reverse it later. This was just all part of the repayment plan, and once Megaman was defeated, he would return to his normal wandering ways. He wasn't programmed for combat…. but how hard could it be?

[skylarmoon71]

Miguel O' Hara - AU Scientist (Across the Spider-Verse) - Chapter 5

Miguel would forever be a sweetheart. You could stare at him all day. 

Literally. 

That’s what you were doing.

Just staring at him.

He always wears this cute expression on his face when he’s deep in his work.

However, the question at the back of your head kept nagging you.

Why?

If Miguel is so perfect, why did you continue to hide your secret?

Fear.

Mistrust.

You couldn’t really say what it was.

“Are you alright?”

You finally lift your head and he’s right there in front of you. That little worried crease deep in his brow.

“I’m fine, just a little tired I guess.”

He nods, leaving a light kiss on your cheek.

“We have been working non stop. I can’t say for sure if this technology will actually work. The science is flawless, but it seems a bit unrealistic to jump through alternate realities. Even for Mr. Jamieson this is a leap.”

You’d like to say you agree with him. Jumping through spaces in time and reality is a far-fetched dream, but you know otherwise.

If you were being quite honest you hoped that it would take them another century or so to even propose the idea.

Reality truly is harsh.

“There’s not much more we can do at the moment. The batteries need at least a week to fully charge to accommodate the energy charge that we’ll need. We should turn in for the night.”

“Count me in.”

You move out of the chair, stretching your limbs.

Miguel watches you with interest, and when you catch the stare, you blush.

“What?”

“It’s nothing. You’re just cute.”

What you’ve learned about Miguel is that he’s very honest. He says what’s on his mind. It’s always had a way of throwing you off. His compliments are too much for your heart.

“T-Thank you..”

Boy, he had you wrapped around his finger.

“Would you like to stay over tonight?”

You nod very eagerly.

“I’d like that.”

He smiles, holding out his hand for you to take. It’s a simple gesture, yet you’ve never taken it for granted. But this isn’t just a slight touch. It’s an invitation into his life. The familiar pang of guilt hits you, and you hesitate just for a moment.

Then you will yourself to press forward.

The air is a bit heavy.

For the majority of the night you manage to school your features in what seems like a convincing smile. Laying in bed, your eyes are directed at the ceiling. Your gaze moves to Miguel’s sleeping form. He looks so cute, even in sleep. Smiling to yourself, you rise, heading for the kitchen.

It’s hard pretending everything is alright, but what else can you do?

With a sigh, you intend to reach into the fridge and grab a drink, but there is a shift in the air. You flinch, eyes widening at the very visible multicolored portal that has opened right behind you. Your fist clench defensively, watching the suited figure walk through casually. You let out one uneven breath, ready for anything.

This is what you’d been afraid of.

“The fact that you haven’t run off yet must mean that I have the right person.”

That voice…

His mask depixelated right in front of your eyes. That darkened gaze is not what you expect. His stature, that hair, you know it all too well.

“Miguel..”

He looks a bit put off by your expression. His head tilts to the left.

“I’m not who you might know on this earth. My name is Miguel O’ Hara. I'm Spiderman from Earth 2099.

It looks like it has all finally caught up to you.

“I’m here to-”

“I’m not interested.” Your immediate response isn’t what he expects.

“This is a serious matter.”

“I know all about your anomalies and little justice society.”

He’s shocked.

“You really think you’re the first. There’s so much that you don’t understand. You think that this is some noble cause but you’re wrong. We’re heroes, not gods. I’m not interested in your war. So leave.”

“You realize that humanity depends on us keeping all the realities safe. If you don’t help, are you ready to live with the consequences of your actions?”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

The statement has caught him by surprise. Miguel takes a step back, and when he sees the gold light flicker around your irises, he briefly contemplates his choice in coming here.

“Who..are you?”

He’s never been this unprepared. He knew just about every spider-person. That’s why when Lyla told him of the new variant, he was skeptical. He couldn’t find any information of a hero on this earth, yet he detected patterns that were basically textbook for anyone with spider enhanced abilities.

“Leave.”

There’s nothing but malice in your voice.

Miguel wants to know more, to understand how you know so much yet refuse to assist.

“I’ll be back, you can count on it.”

He doesn’t say anything else, just clicks his watch, his mask materializing once more as he steps back into the portal. It finally dissipates right before your eyes and you bite down on your lip.

“(Y/N)..”

The voice startles you, and you turn. Miguel is standing right there and from the look on his face, he’d been there for a while.

At that very moment, your heart sinks.

“I screwed up..”

There’s nowhere to run now. 

[grandpa-cephalopods]

Well it was a good finalfest this one, I'm glad team grandpas won this time. It's like an echo of the original Past vs Future, lol.

Unprofreshional Splat 3 nagging incoming, but first, I'll link my other stuff for anyone that stumbles on this blog.

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Main Blog: @thegoldendoorknob

Twitter: Petitemask

Deviantart: Chibilightsage

OC Comic: Wishway

Comic Askblog: @wishwaycrew

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First off- unfinished plotlines.

Had plans to elaborate more on Salmonid lore. In this verse, the apocalypse was partially mass natural destruction, and part zombie apocalypse via the Salmonids. Jones was originally a regular salmonid that was tested in a research lab before escaping and starting the whole death-of-humanity thing.

Also, there was a surviving human moonbase where the rich and famous lived. They gradually replaced parts of their bodies with mechanical parts to live longer than usual, but it took an expected toll on their sanity. That's what I was going to connect the Side Order plot to, initially.

T going evil for a bit bc of the aforementioned Jones thing.

I have a very write-as-I-go mentality with ask blogs so I could go to and from these kinds of ideas, but those were some of the core ones.

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Ok long rant time sorry

So I've ran 2 other ask blogs in the past, and I came to recognize one of the things that can keep me in a fandom for over 7 years like Splatoon is engaging with the game itself. It's one thing to just scroll through the wiki pages 10 times over, but actually playing the games is what gives them so much staying power. Not only does it let me theorize about all the loose ends stated in the plot, but I can consider the fun and technicalities of how the gameplay can tie-in with the plot.

If I didn't play the games, I wouldn't be coming up with ideas like the Respawn March, Ink Eggs, Cuttlefish making zapfish doll batteries on repeat levels, the tentacle amps in Octavio's arena being another Octoweapon, human reanimation, moon colonies...

All of that wouldn't happen if I just read the wiki and called it a day. And that's why it kind of pains me to say Splatoon 3 just.. didn't give me any lasting material to work with. I did like deep cut (especially Frye) but they showed up like.. a whopping 2 times in the actual story, and there's no real lasting impression they make outside of their idol career or supplementary material.

-And that wouldn't be too big of a deal, because the opener of Splatoon 2 ALSO sucked, and gave us table scraps for plot, but I was still able to engage with the story because the new salmon run mode was fun to play, and I still had a little breathing room with the new players before the meta scene REALLY kicked in with X-rank.

I'm not even going to get started with X-rank, or it's little brother S-rank's introduction in 1, but during my time playing I definitely got hit by the hard shift from casual to pro gameplay between these games. Splat 3 was a game that felt like it was made with the purest intention to please pro gamers, but in doing that, it really alienated any casual players from sticking around.

I have a difficult relationship with the shift in meta, because I started with Splat1 back in 2015. Splat1 was extremely defensive, and almost completely dominated by chargers, rollers, and sloshers. You'll never guess what my 3 favorite weapons were in that title I ended up spending.. I think upwards of 5 months figuring out how to play the splat charger, because I ran a Cap'n blog, and Cap'n was a historic bamboozler main. What kind of blog would I be if I didn't at least try to learn grandpa's main? Lol.

So then comes Splat2, and because of all the heckling they were getting over the hyperdefensive gameplay, they decided to shift to a hyperoffensive meta instead. Heaven forbid we got another Moray Towers or triggerfish, so they started to crack down on the level design to make it harder to lock a game down for 3 minutes with one really good charger.

So, my matches got spawncamped by blasters and shooters instead ♡

Because of that, it kind of hurt to come from being a skilled A+ rank charger at the time back into a B- level nobody who sullies their characters. But my friends were still able to play Splat2, and wanted to play splat 2, so it wasn't that hard to deal with.

Splatoon 3, however, no one wanted to play. Within almost 3 months of it's release, my mutuals were already done with it, and if I wanted to engage with it at all, I'd have to play it through solo matches. So I was already running on fumes, and then the main plot involved characters I never played, and plot that only really benefitted human lore. So, this blog's activity continued to stagnate until I couldn't find it in me to let it spiral into my human plot any further.

But it's ok sage, they reassured, because Splat2 plot also sucked, but OE pulled it out of the ashes! Just wait an entire year, and we'll show you how good this dlc is going to be!

Nope! More characters that you don't play and an average story!

I don't have a lot of hope for my relationship with a 4th game, because 2 and 3 gave me a general idea of where they want to go with the series now. I've just fallen too far behind from 2015 sage to 2024 sage that I know that the gameplay is no longer made for players like me. It's made for official tournaments and promotional material, and nintendo is going to make that bank because it's the logical choice. 3 Regulars will probably have it easiest, there.

Realistically, the easiest way for me to return to the series is if they made the map terrain "fun" again, or at least fixed the matchmaking to better pair people with similar skilled rooms (I'll wait those 20 minutes if I can be put in the right room, dammit!). But for now.. I'm sorry to return to the original character hermit shell I lived in, but the lack of community outside of my 4 mutuals isn't strong enough to keep me here when the gameplay can't.

So.. I'm glad Splat3's grand festival ended this on a bang, because I can say nice things about that. It finally gave me a fully positive impression, it just took the end of the game's lifetime to get here. I feel a little bad at the lack of an OE reference outside of Acht, but that more or less confirms to me Tartar is probably pretty dead in canon.

At least BOTH GRANDPAS MADE IT TO THE STANDS! I've had to eat crumbs for years and they reward me with a slice of toast. Maybe 4 could give all of us grandpa fans the balanced breakfast they crave, who knows.

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So I'll be on hiatus for a bit, y'all can send asks at your leisure and if the fandom bug gets me again, there's a chance I could probably answer 'em in the future if splatoon 4 actually slaps. I just wanted to lay these motivation problems out so there isn't any will-they won't-they confusion that I've gotten from many other abandoned or deleted blogs.

[peachysunrize]

More younger, more beautiful, more yours...

Pairing: Aemond X reader X Alys

A/n: I imagined Aemond to be around 28, the reader to be 23 and Alys to be around 40. I should have slept, but I lost sleep and ended up writing this, I don't know if it's very good, but I decided to share it with you (again)

Aemond has been engaged to Alys Rivers, a much older woman, for a few years. Until at a business dinner he meets Y/n, the daughter of one of the partners, and is enchanted by her. The girl is about 5 years younger than him, and is still in college, but he can't help but lay eyes on her and also can't keep his hands to himself.

It starts off as a subtle thing, small talk whenever he sees her and small compliments, which slowly evolve into light touches and expensive gifts. Y/n feels enchanted by him, even though she has seen him everywhere with the fiancée that everyone says is scary Alys Rivers.

One day, returning from work, Aemond sees her standing in the rain and stops the car, calling her to get in.

-My phone ran out of battery and I lost track of my driver in all this rain. - She whimpered and Aemond felt a slight twinge below his waist.

-It's okay my dear, I'll take care of you.

And with the protest of letting her dry off since his house was closer, Aemond took her to his own apartment with a smile on his face.

(...)

Already in the apartment, Y/n was naked in Aemond's room, drying herself with one of the white, fluffy towels with her back to the door when he came in unannounced. And pretending not to notice his presence, Y/n dropped the towel and bent down to pick it up, sticking her ass out and leaving her own intimacy exposed to him.

-Your pussy is wetter than a whore in heat. - Aemond's rough voice sounded, making the hairs on the back of Y/n's neck stand on end.

Y/n sighed and turned towards him at the same time covering herself again. She just wanted to tease him, she thought he would turn around and leave, she didn't expect him to do anything about it.

-I'm sorry. - She said awkwardly as she pressed her thighs together.

-I can take care of that for you. - He shrugged. - Just lie down on the bed and spread your legs wide for me.

-You have a fiancée! - She protested.

-She won't mind. - He smiled and nodded towards the bed. - Spread those legs for me and I'll take care of you.

And unable to contain herself, Y/n let the towel fall to the floor once more and jumped onto the bed, opening her legs for him. Unceremoniously, he climbed onto the bed and placed himself between her legs, opening her with his long fingers and gently sucking her wet clitoris.

-So fucking sweet... just like I imagined. - He murmured against her pussy as he ate her deeper and deeper, making Y/N sigh. Aemond then smiled and stuck two long, thin fingers inside Y/N without warning, curling them at the same time, almost making her scream.

Little by little Aemond tore off his own clothes, leaving himself completely naked as he sucked and fingered her in a steady rhythm.

-What a delicious little pussy, so tight and wet.

-Aemond, are you sure your fiancée won't mind? - The girl asked between gasps and moans as she held Aemond's head against her own intimacy.

-Absolutely. - He answered quickly, already going back to sucking her pussy hungrily, as if he had been starving for days while Y/n moaned and writhed without control over her own body.

-So sweet to me, beautiful girl. - He murmured against the skin of her belly, trailing wet kisses along the fluids of her intimacy.

-Will you let me fuck that pussy for you? - He sucked one of her nipples and nibbled on it. - I'm going to fuck you so good, I promise you'll like it.

And still with tears of pleasure running down her face Y/n nodded positively in anticipation.

-yes please fuck me! - She whimpered at him.

-That's what I like to hear. - He slapped her bare thigh. - Begging to be fucked like a good girl.

And fulfilling his own desires and hers, Aemond slowly penetrated Y/na's pussy, making her moan and pull him even closer by his silver hair as she begged for his name.

-You're so hot. - He growled at the first thrust. - So tight. - He bit her neck, thrusting even harder. - What a fucking wet, hot pussy.

Each thrust he punctuated by growling and panting a filthy word in Y/n's ear, extracting more and more pleasure from her. Until the door opened, making Y/n hold her breath and try to pull away from Aemond in shock, while he held her even tighter, fucking her.

-Aemond! What are you doing? - Alys asked, standing at the door, staring at the scene before her in shock.

-We both knew this day would come. - He panted heavily as he continued to roughly fuck y/n's pussy who moaned uncontrollably even though she was burning with shame as she tried to close her legs seeing Alys standing in the doorway. - That I would want to fuck a younger and tighter pussy than yours.

Y/n didn't know why, but hearing him say such terrible things made her back lift off the mattress as she moaned and cried in a powerful orgasm.

-That's right, good girl. - He murmured, rubbing her swollen clitoris a little and making her mouth open in a gasp.

-Come here and see this pussy. - He called the bride as he left the interior of y/n, making her stand out in surprise.

And to Y/n's complete shock, Alys approached her, making her squeeze her legs together to hide from her frightening eyes. Aemond pulled her legs tightly, making her open them once more, and when the older woman brought her fingers to her wetness and caressed her, Y/n held her breath, biting her lips with the overstimulation. And when Alys stuck three fingers at once inside her pussy, the girl moaned and arched her back.

-Her pussy looks like mine when I was younger. - Alys sighed in satisfaction, fucking her slowly with her fingers, and shocking the woman even more, she opened her large lips using the fingers of both hands and stuck her head between her thighs, sucking her firmly and sticking her tongue inside, making her shudder with pleasure.

-So good, so good. - She cried in despair, clinging to the sheets as she felt Alys' tongue going deeper and deeper, just like Aemond's minutes ago.

-Fuck her more Aemond. - Alys begged with her lips still against Y/n's pussy. - I want to drink your seed from inside her.

The younger woman's hips rose from the bed upon hearing that as she nodded her head in agreement.

And with a mischievous smile on his lips, Aemond returned to the previous position, penetrating her pussy in one go and fucking her even harder.

Alys watched for a few moments as his cock entered and left Y/n's pussy, and without saying anything, she sucked her clitoris diligently, then licked the part of Aemond's cock that came out and went back inside Y/n, making him grunt with pleasure and curse filthy words.

With a smile, the older woman removed her own clothes under Y/n's gaze, clouded with pleasure, and with a quick movement, climbed onto the bed, lying down with her legs open and pulling Y/n onto her lap, caressing her nipples and kissing her neck. With each firm thrust from Aemond, Y/n felt her own ass rubbing the wetness of Alys' pussy.

The older woman lowered one of her hands and began to caress and massage Y/n's sensitive area, drawing more and more pleasure from her, who grunted and writhed between the two. And when Aemond suddenly stopped his movements, Y/n looked confused, almost crying with frustration as she was on the verge of orgasm.

-Be good now, pretty girl. - He caressed her lips, leaving a kiss there and then sucking one of her nipples.

Then Y/n noticed what Aemond was doing. He pulled her up further to gain access to Alys' pussy, and when he finally did, he penetrated her with Y/n's body between them. With each thrust of Aemond's, Alys moaned in her ear and squeezed her breasts tightly, and with each thrust Aemond's belly hit Y/n's clitoris, making her shudder.

-Do you like this, beautiful girl? - Aemond smiled like a beast at Y/n and she just nodded positively, sighing and moaning with each pressure on her sensitive button.

When Alys came she pinched Y/n's nipples so hard it almost hurt, and soon after Aemond stuck his cock in the younger girl's pussy again.

-I'm going to cum in your pussy, sweet Y/n. - He moaned, looking into her eyes. - And only in yours from now on. I can even use her pussy, but my cum is only for your hot, tight little pussy.

-Yes! Yes! Please! Give me your cum! I want it so much. - She cried and writhed with overstimulation, and with a firm thrust from Aemond Y/n came being held by Alys in place while the older woman caressed her thighs and belly in soothing gestures.

And feeling Y/n's pussy milking him so hard during orgasm, Aemond's resistance went to hell and he came like he had never come in his entire life, painting Y/n's inner walls pearly white.

Y/n stood there pressed between Alys's body and Aemond's body, barely able to breathe and feeling like a slut, but the best fucked slut in Westeros.

-I still want to drink your seed from inside her Aemond. - Alys's voice sounded close to Y/n's ear and she felt her own pussy twitch around Aemond's cock just at that thought.

TUCKED BETWEEN A HOT SEXY UNHINGED COUPLE IS ALL I NEED OMFG MISS GURL IS LIVING THE MOST PERFECT LIFE🙏🏻🙏🏻😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Bestie this was oooowksoajzoan SO HOT SOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD IM BLUSHING

[vinetae]

BTS as boyfriends - PJM

A/n: Obviously I'm doing my bias first. Don't shame me ya'll, I've been having all these kinds of scenarios in my head for years now, and I need to share them cause they're just too cute.

Warning: I am going to be 100% honest in this. There are some toxic traits and qualities I think Jimin has, so for all of you saying 'NO MY BABY IS PERFECT-'

No, no he is not. He's human, and so are you. No human will ever be perfect, so stop setting the standard to impossible.

Just as friends(?):

I feel like Jimin would be very chill when it comes to dating. He said in his last live that he forgot about Valentine's Day until someone had mentioned it.

However, I see him becoming a bit more clingy to the person he likes. (It's been said before but I'll say it again, Jimin is a touchy person.)

I think he's the type to bring you along to any of the places he has to go for work. (As long as you're not seen in the public.)

He'd be very quiet and content with you when people are around

but when it's just the two of you, you're inseparable.

I'm talking truth or dare nights, looser who can't do either has to drink, face masks, skin care routines, and topping it off with some Disney or cartoon movie.

Now, if that's all just for being friends (who he likes) could you imagine the relationship???

Actually, once in a relationship with Jimin, I feel like he'd calm down a lot more. Not as nervous. If you were the right one, he'd be very calm and collected, even when it might just be only you two.

Now although Jimin's still a kid at heart, he also is a grown man. So I think he'd accidentally let a dirty joke slip once in a while. Especially when you first start dating, he'd use it as a gager to test your limits.

If you laugh, you're the one.

Late Nights:

Honestly? He'd get back so late he'd already be able to see the sun rising. I think Jimin would have a tendency to put his work before you. And if you can handle that? Ya'll go get married right now, because this man is practically addicted to working. He's a perfectionist, we all know it.

And I get it, he has tons of fans to please but damn this boy needs a break.

So for all the people out there saying that he'll be all cuddly and "yes, my queen?? would you like a foot bath??", sorry to dissapoint. You'd be likely the one holding Jimin together. From his own self-hatred and dislikes he's constantly pointing out about himself, you're surprised he isn't a pile of mush by now.

So, late nights would consist of you staying up and waiting for him to return back. From 1am, to 5 - you never know when he'll be back. And you don't mind. Because you're here to support him no matter what.

He's said it so himself how he wishes someone would just wash his body for him. So, yes. You'd most defiantly be guilted into giving him a bath from time to time. (He returns the favors, kids. Calm down.)

Jimin's battery level will almost always be drained. Especially if he has an album release coming, or is working on a choreography with one of the other members. Though, he will still try and be the best boyfriend he can. Buying you little things along the way to silently say "Hey, I still love you and I'm so thankful that you're in my life. I see you."

But then again, like I said; It'll be YOU holding him in the middle of the night due to his insecurities. His head tucked underneath your chin, as he silently weeps into your chest.

That's a harsh reality check, isn't it?

Living Together:

Now, when Jimin was in a good mood (thanks to your late night pep talks and early morning encouragements) He'd be like superman. Running around the apartment, trying to do anything and everything to repay you back. -even though it's his apartment- XD

Need the laundry done? He's on it. Want breakfast in bed? He's on- Uhm.. on second thought, he'll just order from your favorite cafe down the street.

He'd be really lovey and cuddly throughout the day before pecking you on the cheek, leaving for work.

He's actually quite easy to live with. However, the mess of the apartment had been mostly HIM, even though he's barely been at home. The breakfast he burned this morning still sat on the counter, making you sigh. The laundry hadn't even had the degergent poured in.

"It's the thought that counts."

Special Nights 👀:

Anybody who believes Jimin is a sub, get off my blog right now. I am a PROUD supporter of Dom!Jimin and not afraid to show it.

This man- this man is dangerous.

It started off slow. He'd come home after a long day at the studio, which he'd been with Namjoon to record his parts. You greeted him with a short 'hey' as you set the table for the two of you. He smiled, sitting himself down to eat dinner. The round table in his apartment had been pretty small, which earned him easy access to your foot.

"Jimin quit that"

"Hmm? Quit what?" He plays footsies under the table, I just know it.

You chuckle, kicking back at his foot. "That."

He smirks. "Oh, sorry, honey."

A few minutes go by before he's adding to the died down conversation. Rubbing the side of his finger against his lips (Ya'll know which live I'm talking about)

He smiles innocently (his intentions are anything but), wiggling over to your side to hug you closer.

"Mmm?" You reply, feeling the way his hand starts to climb its way up your thigh.

He takes your chin in hand, tilting it, forcing your eyes to gaze into his. "You're cute." He chuckles.

"Mmm, I know."

"You little brat."

"Oh?"

Before you know it his lips are crashing into yours.

Bodies exploring each other's as if you hadn't been doing this for the last two years.

He lifts you from the dinning chair, as your legs wrap around his torso.

This man ya'll- He loves edging, lemme tell you that right here and now.

Many of these other blog collectively agree on one thing.

Park Jimin is a menace in bed.

Praise, encouragement, and sweet words.

It's really a toss up between Fifty Shades Of Grey, or The Notebook. (Ones in which Jimin has both seen.)

So good fucking luck with that, my dudes.

He'd have you writhing under his gently touch, as his lips roll the most dirtiest things.

"You like it?"

"Come on baby, ugh- fuck you're so beautiful"

"God, you're so wet. My little dirty girl~"

His kisses are sloppy but passionate. Positions would usually include; Missionary, cowgirl and blowjobs.

I think he'd LIKE the idea of eating you out, but he'd be a little hesitant at first. I really don't think he has THAT much experience with girls, tbh. Maybe a few fucks here and there, but nothing too serious. His work had always gotten in the way.

Oh but sitting on his face - hop the fuck on. He'd be down for that any day, any week, any month, any year. ANY FUCKING TIME.

He just wanted you to suffocate him with your pussy, is that too much to ask?

That was his little dirty secret. His fantasy wish, as you may.

Though, he hadn't asked you to do that until you both practically had been halfway to marriage.

Honestly I think Jimin would be the most likely to wait until marriage, though. Is that too far of a stretch?

So, yeah. All in all, don't fuck with the man unless you're prepared to get RUINED.

Honestly I think aftercare would be pretty simple. No special bubble baths, no massages, no slippery oils. He'd prefer not to make a mess (because you'd get onto him and make him clean it up).

Aftercare would consist of a small little wipe down of the spots you'd gotten dirty,

maybe a quick change of sheets (they needed to be changed anyways), and a good, nice cuddling session to doze off to. Him being the big spoon

but during the middle of the night it'd turn into you spooning him. He's a dom, but still a baby when it comes to sleep, alright?

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Lemme know if you guys want me to make some for the other members too. Peace ✌

[elizabethplaid]

Saturday's notes, part 2 - May 4, 2024

Part one here

Things got better as the day went on, after the alarm debacle in the morning. LL-K shared cookies with me from our fav local bakery, the one with the huge cookies.

When I went to pick up my take-out order, they didn't have it. Turns out, dad never hit the confirmation thing to finish making the order on their website. I almost asked to make the order right then, but I just wanted to go home. I texted my dad before leaving, then tried calling him, but his battery had died. So yeah, just go home; didn't want to wait another 20 minutes.

(Plus my Lego friend was starting her stream soon, and I wanted to chat with her as much as I could. Still ended up being like half an hour late, but she was still just getting started.)

THEN, on the drive back, I re-encountered the same lawn ornament I'd forgotten about from my drive out that morning. Remember the shadow-silhouette cut-outs that were popular in the late 90s? (Well, at least they were popular in NC, back then.) Some motherfucker had a human-sized one, like it was walking out from behind the power pole. Freaked me the fuck out, thinking someone was walking into the road.

Then I'm like, "Wait, those arms look familiar." IT WAS FUCKING SASQUATCH! And then it got me again, as I drove home! It wasn't even obscured by the pole on this side, and it got me even worse. Like, of all the shit that happened, that's the one that pisses me off the most. It's the only one that I can't let roll off my back.

Ok, so I got home, confirmed with dad that he forgot to finish the order. He was pretty apologetic about it. I put it on-par with how I fucked up the alarm that morning, so eh *shrug emoji*. He made some frozen stir fry meal for us instead. Certainly not the best, because it's a frozen thing and not made by responsible chefs, but it hit the spot. Plus dad did the work, as I ranted about Sasquatch. Very sweet of him.

Got to my friend's stream and chatted with her. Looked up some Lego stuff, shared links, etc. After finishing my food, I told her about my day. She encountered the same Sasquatch cut-out in her area, too. Big laugh with that.

She started her stream at 6pm, and she was on bag 10 of 22 by the time I bailed. (She intends to start at bag 12 for the next stream, I think.) It was after 1am, and I admitted that I'd been up since 5:30pm the previous evening. She's like, "Go to bed, girl." I texted her a pic of me in bed, with my Monty Python rabbit biting my face, to confirm I obeyed her order, haha. Still felt antsy (a "toddler tantrum" of resistance) and played on the phone for a bit. Finally put down the phone at 2am.

Woke sometime after 8am, to my daily "good morning" message. Text-chatted with phone friend, kind of explained how frustrated I was feeling. Both over- and under-stimulated, body-fatigued and brain-wired. Writing out my thoughts helped me vent the feelings, thankfully. Vocal-speech talking is tough on me, trying to find and form the words. But texting is easier, so I was able to form a lot of thoughts, and it got easier as I kept writing.

Texting with phone-friend and Lego-friend have really helped me. I don't know why they're different from other people I've talked with in the past. Maybe it's because they're both in Maine, or that they've met each other in person and I've met phone-friend in person. They're more tangible than other internet friends, even though we're still apart most of the time. =======

I'm still jittery, now that I'm more awake. Just a bouncing leg. My mind has calmed to the point where I could probably doze off if I laid down again. Briefly considered going to Ellsworth with my dad, at least to pick up fast food. Nah, I think I want to nap; it's probably wiser in the long-run.

As usual, I have library on Tuesday. Thursday is a dental appointment in the morning (fillings on back molars), followed by meeting up with my phone-friend. They've convinced me to try boba tea for the first time, so that's my plan for Friday, before heading back home.

It'll be a lot of chilling again, snacking in the room instead of going to a restaurant. After dental stuff, I want to take it easy anyway.

Just need to make sure I have my gifts for phone-friend's family wrapped, and I'm all set. I'm glad I went with an alternate plan. The embroidered drawstring bag will wait til Christmas, thankfully. =======

So yeah, I had a fucking day, my god. I'm in a better mood now, though more venting will be necessary. Still feeling like an over-stimulated toddler, somewhat. Struggling with the weight of fabrics on my skin versus feeling chilly. Had to close my window after I woke up.

Will probably go back to bed soon, though I might read webcomics or that Jane Eyre thing. (They just had the scene where the ~mystery person~ set fire to the dude's bedroom, hahaha.)

[bryan360]

Fintie Slim Case for my Samsung Galaxy Tab E 9.6 - Full Item Review

Time for another round of bringing today’s review on April 2024. I’m thankful enough after getting through some secret art trade errands later, but for awhile working some art projects in secret like always. For now though, it’s time to focus on bringing this before saving two item reveals later. This here’s my new slim tablet case branded from Fintie. You’ll probably remember back where I’d had the first branded one from last year. This time, it’s for my Samsung Tab E device that may surprise you. Never thought I’d brought back with this older tablet for so long, but mostly few years back where I’d had to turn off due to an unfortunate incident for its USB charging cable. (Link Here)

I don’t wanted to running off its battery life if I’d continued to use it afterwards. Well lucky for me, the wait is finally over as I’m planning to save for my next review soon.

⬆️ (1st to 3rd Images) (March. 27th, 2024 from 5:20 to 5:21 A.M.; two days ago after receiving my slim tablet case from my mom.)

I’d unboxed from its packaging, but sure bring back that time for my first Fintie tablet case unboxing we’d ordered by mistake last year. Let’s just say I learned a lesson not to rush in before ordering the wrong item with my mom. At least now I have with the JETech tablet case(s) for my 5th gen iPad later….twice. 😅

(Link Here #2)

(Link Here #3)

(Link Here #4)

Thankfully after careful consideration through Amazon.com searches, I found the right size for my old Samsung tablet to fit in; hopefully.

⬆️ (4th to 7th images; from 5:23 to 5:25 A.M.) (Edited)

Continuing on with my first iPad Air tablet case from Fintie, I just wanted to make a quick comparison between with the slim tablet case to give it a better look. Seems that the iPad Air case was bigger than the slim case I’d topped with. Though no surprise for having their different designs that were made for specific tablet sizes. Having said that, at least I’d gotten this shown unless if I can have my own iPad Air to bring; whether or not for this year later.

⬆️ (8th and 16th Images; from 5:27 to 5:30 A.M.) (Edited)

Just before I can move forward, I wanted to bring my previous tablet case for this review. Unfortunately, this is exactly where I'm about to move on after with my previous tablet case showing its age. if you wanted to refresher your memories, this is my ProCase Galaxy Tab E 9.6 Case I'd had with me since Oct. 21st, 2020. I've talk about it throughout my previous review that trying to secure my android tablet for recent years. It does came with its own stylus pen, but rarely use even after covered up in the first half segment. 🤷

(Link Here #5)

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However as of 2024, it's time for my ProCase tablet case for retirement. Despite having to hold on; at least while with my Samsung tablet device temporarily turned off for so long. Though being said, it finally to show its age as I took photos with my 5th gen iPad. There's even some tape I'd tried to patch on the top; from the inside as I opened the case itself. As much it was disappointing to see, but that’s exactly where I’m saving my new tablet case already. At least knowing it’ll be kept safe into my drawers as my choice. Not before I can use it for another comparison later though.

⬆️ (17th to 22nd Images; from 5:32 to 5:34 A.M.) (Four edits; two separate own images)

Now we’re getting into my new slim tablet case a closer look. It’s gonna be different than what I did with my ProCase tablet case; after years of using. I’d even check around with its slim back shell design to the magnetic clip-on every time of open and closes. It doesn’t have sleep/wake function with my Samsung tablet, but at least does secure to protect its touchscreen I was thinking of. 🤔

Having said that, it was a nice slim case to show. 🙂👍

⬆️ (23rd to 28th Images; from 5:35 to 5:37 A.M.) (Four edits; two separate own images)

I went on making another comparison with my ProCase tablet case afterwards. It was pretty obvious both cases had made with different materials and fitting sizes when inserting my android tablet. Though my new slim case well be slightly lighter, but alongside with its hard shell design as I’d mentioned before. Not bad, however it seems my older case was a bit bigger than the slim case in my opinion.

⬆️ (29th to 37th Images; from 5:40 to 5:44 A.M.) (Four edits; five separate own images)

I’m now finally set up with my android tablet into this new slim case that you’d been waiting for. As expected, it fits neatly as I’d hoped that it was advertised. It also do in angles to make like a keyboard stand for typing; except while my android tablet turned off for now. Looks good still.

My Experience/Overall Thoughts: ⬇️

I’m very good after owning this new slim case that I wanted it for my old android tablet. I’m gonna miss with my previous tablet case that did the job of secure years later. With this new one though, at least its something I can get used to.

Hope you guys like my full review I’d worked on. It took days to get there from the beginning, but at least I’d tried my best of giving thoughts for my new slim case. Of course I’m not done as I’m saving my next review with two items to reveal. For now though, it’s finally break time for me. 🙂👍 Link down for more details with the Fintie Slim Case Tablet if you’re interested. ⬇️

Also….

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[guvato]

Tamalog Day 5

Started the day off as usual, leaving both Picochutchi and Haretchi with the Sitter, while i actually woke up Milktchi today and fed her a bit, also gave her some pats as i wanted to sleep more today and didn't want her to feel sad or hungry. When i woke up i made sure everyone took a bath and cleaned their houses, fed Picochutchi some Loco Moco, played at the Arcade a bit and charged my Uni since the battery is way too low for me to be comfortable going out for work.

At work i did some Tama Searching on Uni and went Exploring on Pix, found some new Tamas in both devices, had Haretchi get some Afternoon Tea cuz i thought it was cute and gave Picochutchi some more Loco Moco since we found out earlier today that it's one of her favorite foods. Milktchi had some Cheese Dog and some pets. i was pretty much just checking up on her throughout the day but didn't give her much attention since she didn't need it, Haretchi had some French Fries and a Bagel, and we played some of today's games at the Arcade which the theme was Leisure, one of them i needed to spin spinning teacups and get 5 hearts, which was pretty fun, and the other i basically made it rain money, which was my favorite of the two, since it's pretty quick and basic. Took some pictures with new Tamas i met and every place we went i'd also Tama Seach, i love these features that make every place we go seem unique and has things we can use to amplify the fun, specially on the Pix where most features use your own creativity, absolutely loving it.

Arriving home i was really tired and went to bed, gave all my Tamas a good check and some love, and then fell asleep and woke up at 10PM which everyone was already sleeping, slow day today, not much happened and i slept a lot through it, but it doesn't mean it was a bad day either, cuz remember, every Tama Day is a good day, my friends.

I'm absolutely in love with the Tama Pix and couldn't be happier with it, it's all so much fun and a great addition to the collection and to the Tamalog, i am hyped to see if we will ever run every colored Tamagotchi at once one day, who knows? Maybe even every Tamagotchi device, i wouldn't go there, but nearly every one of them or Special Tamalogs for some of them, i would definitely do it. I'm glad i'm as commited to the Tamalog as i am, and thank you for reading it, believe it or not, Day 5 is quite a milestone for me, knowing how i can't commit to most things, lol. See you guys tomorrow. Good Night <3 (no Tama picture from the Uni today since Picochutchi was already sleeping when i woke up, sorry!)

[muddiestpath]

Vent about the last post (my health, not about OP)

I remember being so ill from that random stomach bug that I saw everything the same value & could recognise shapes. I barely kept down water & these nairn's fruit/out biscuits(gluten-free bc I'm also coeliac).

My room used to be next to the living room & I could hear my family laugh at the tv as I stared at the picture on my wall, thinking I was dying. I couldn't speak to ask for help. If I messaged on my phone, it'd not be seen or be met with "in a minute" responses that 60٪ would be forgotten.

It took them 3 months to take me to the Dr.

I remember once I started being able to walk to the living room, my mum (in perhaps her attempt of being positive or cheering me up) said how much slimmer I was. I had lost my muscle mass & only ate the above single pack of 4 biscuits in a day.

That was the moment I lost faith in her. The nail in the coffin of my trust in her. She was doing what most ppl do when they see an ill relative: find something to compliment. But after the year I had been through of complete isolation, where she forgot me on the otherside of that living room wall. All she saw was I was thinner & that was positive to her.

Sorry, didn't mean to zero in on my mum. They all did similar things, she just was more often overpromising support.

Now is better. I'm in a bigger room in the attic with my own bathroom & space for my rabbit to run around. I can walk around the house & garden. I can eat 2 meals some days. I am larger than I was before. Still get motion sick near instantly at shakey cameras/first person perspective games & barely manage 10min car ride. Still don't wear my glasses bc my prescription keeps changing & glasses make me nauseous (as you can imagine I now am deathly afraid of nausea & am on situational anxiety/antinausea meds). I'm short-sighted with astigmatism, not too bad most days but sometimes I get a bloodshot eye or eyestrain, I know it's not healthy but being told I have to power through the nausea to readjust to glasses... isn't going to happen.

I'm on financial support but it's not built for chronic conditions & I don't have the energy(haha) to fight the gov to pass the long promised system reform for disability aid. This support also means I am legally unable to earn any money unless I cancel my support all together. We were promised in 2018 a new disability category for cfs/me & long covid that would allow me to work when I am able. It is now buried as a "rolling issue".

I'm trying every day to do the stretches & exercises to build muscle strength back. But CFS/ME has no treatment or cure, so again it's a "tough it out" situation where most days I can't even do those stretches.

Recently a new Dr has me on thyroid supplements & I can only "hope" it helps.

But over everything. I am actually lonely! I've never felt this before. I'm a severe introvert, I have a tiny social battery. But now I'm years out of university, have about 5 ppl I talk to online even semi regularly, & I haven't seen anyone outside my family or medical professionals in those years.

I am now 30 & have no footing in meeting new people irl or online.

I want to have more friends. I want to experience what dating is like. But I have so little energy or social skills that it's it seems like I'm brushing them off. Added to the fact I'm asleep when everyone I know is online? It bites.

I want a new body with better hardware. This one is faulty. But I'm stuck in it & doing my best. Don't pity me. My family already does that.

[survey--s]

586.

1. What time did you wake up this morning? What was the first thing you thought about? 6.50am - I checked the time, went for a wee and then went back to sleep.

2. Did you have any unread text messages when you woke up this morning? No.

3. When was the last time you had to get a new phone? What happened to your old phone? About two years ago - my old phone was just dying really. The battery was awful and whenever I used the camera it crashed or froze or turned itself off.

4. Can you name 5 people that you used to be close to, but aren’t anymore? Explain why. I'm not going to go into details but let's go with Linnet, Sophie, Katie, Jane and Mandy.

5. Do you know anyone who seems very unreliable when it comes to texting, and never texts back? Yeah, a few people but unless it's really important I'm not really that bothered about texting.

6. Have you ever fallen asleep in the middle of texting someone? Not actually in the middle of writing a text, but while waiting for someone to text back, yeah.

7. What sort of day have you had so far? What plans do you have for this evening? It's been perfectly fine - I haven't really done much though. I eventually got up at 8am, let the dog out, fed the cats, sorted the housework, had a shower, went to feed Charley (a cat I'm caring for over the road), had breakfast and since then I've just been messing about online and watching TV. The dog eventually wanted his breakfast at 10.4am and then Mike took him for a walk. I have no plans for the rest of the day as the weather is awful lol.

8. Do you have a bag of some kind, that you use daily, to carry your belongings? What does it look like? I wear a black cross body bag for work but normally I just use my pockets as it's easier.

9. Are you wearing any perfume/cologne? Just a coconut scented body spray.

10. Do you have any personalised jewellery, or colour changing mood jewellery? No.

11. What was the last cosmetic product that you bought? Vanilla body spray.

12. What was the last thing you wore, that belonged to someone else? I can't remember, I tend to do that more in winter when I borrow Mike's hoodies.

13. Do you talk to your close friends about personal things, like sex and periods? No, just because I don't really feel the need to talk to anyone about those things.

14. Imagine for a second, that you’ve married the person you currently love/like. Replace your own surname with their surname, and say it to yourself, in your head. Does that sound good to you? We're already married and share the same surname.

15. What was the last compliment you gave to someone of the opposite sex? I don't remember.

16. Who was the last person to send you a message containing an attachment? What was the attachment? Uhh, Suzanne. It was just a photo of Charlie being cute on his holidays haha.

17. Have you ever upset the person you love/like? Sure, that's what happens when you're married lol. I don't believe anyone in a long-term relationship never upsets their partner.

18. Do you know where your parents are at this moment? I assume my mum is at home as she just posted some baking on Facebook. My dad is probably out for a run as he always is in the mornings.

19. Have you ever kissed a picture of someone? Yeah.

20. When was the last time you had a conversation with a stranger? What did you talk about? Yesterday - about the puppy I was walking. I took Reuben out for the first time and he got a LOT of attention haha. He's super cute and really obedient for his age.

21. Have you ever kissed someone whose name started with ’M’? What colour were that person’s eyes? Yeah, my husband lol. He has pale blue eyes. I also had another ex called Michael too and he also had blue eyes.

22. What colour is your underwear? Where did you buy it? Black, and I think it was from M&S.

23. What’s your natural hair colour? Do you like it? Dark brown and I like it a lot more than I did when I was younger. I always wanted to be blonde growing up.

24. When was the last time you uploaded a selfie? I uploaded a photo of me with Simba about a month ago.

25. Have you ever been told that you were good in bed? Yes.

26. Have you ever felt as though you wanted to spend the rest of your life with someone? Sure.

27. Do you know anyone with the last name “Williams”? I actually don't think I do.

28. Do you have chocolate in your house atm? What kind is it? Yeah - Wispa bars, some dark chocolate truffles and some caramel dairy milk I think - plus some chocolate biscuits.

29. If you have pets, do you talk to them? Of course, all the time. They're probably sick of me hahah.

30. Finally, where did you find this survey? On someone else's Tumblr archives.

[826aliensapocalypseactivism]

Body Parts

Kareinma H. 

TSZSZSZ {the sound of a welder in use}

“Please, pass me the drill gun,” said a colleague.

My head hurts. A lot of things don’t make sense. I work in a factory where we use prototypes & body transfers in order to keep our people alive. What I just described is my colleague personalizing someone's leg. It’s the most common thing for people to get replaced. The operation room smells like burnt metal, bleach & is cold for temperature control. If we were meant to live forever, why does it take all of this to do so? What’s bad about dying? I mean of course no one wants to die, but I’d rather die than live my life with my body circulating off metal engines that are probably breaking down my cells faster than age & oxygen. They aren’t guaranteed to keep you alive anyways. Of course they don’t tell us these things. I've kinda come up with this theorem on my own. 

“Do you ever plan on moving somewhere else?” I asked one of my colleagues.

“Yes actually, they’ve got some nice houses on maple drive,” she said.

“No, I mean away from here,” I said.

“You mean like another state?”

“Something like that.”

I have my {personal} beliefs that give me a different perspective of the people & things going on around me. Weird, I could be wrong though but like all people I supposed I have my own thought process & opinions. I'm not saying I want people to die but what good are they if they're machines, I know for a fact body parts don’t populate unless two people… you know, & then that creature grows into an older mixed version of them. That way if something were to happen to them then their working body parts could be used to save other people. What sense does it make that we aren't allowed to die? What would they do if we did? Bring us back to life with a battery? With the way things are going, that might work in the future. I only work here so I can make enough money to survive. I would just off myself & leave my corpse to the government, that is if I didn’t believe there was a happier life for me. Either way it goes they can try as hard as they want to, they may extend a person's life span but they can’t stop them from dying. & with that being said, I want to run away somewhere I can live more happily & freely. Who cares when I die? I rather die when I’m meant to than suffer trying to stay alive, a natural death of course. 

3 Years Later

So apparently I haven’t left nor have I died. My leg has been amputated & switched out for a robotic one, a tragic accident. Some dumbass thought it was funny to advertise a sightseeing pool where you swim to the bottom & there was supposed to be a piranha tank under during the summer & my dumbass jumped in, they were there all right. Whatever. The leg is kind of cool, I guess. Apparently scientists have modeled a device that transfers all your memories that way your head can be modified & transferred, by then… you're probably a robot. Are you technically alive if you’re a robot? I’m unsure if that would even work. Maybe I would if my parents had never abandoned me. I’d probably understand a lot more about life. I want to run away, but where would I go? One of my friends did, where did he go? I wonder if he is alright, If he is alive. There has to be someplace where you’re allowed to die. To be clear, I’m not looking for a place to go die, I’m looking for a place where it’s not so obvious your soul purpose is to live. It’s so depressing, creating & fighting knowing it’s to live. I’ll leave in two days time. That's when our delivery truck comes. This truck provided food to our stores & products for scientists & hospitals.

2 days later

Today’s the day. I’m ready, I have everything I think I need. Stored goods that should last about a month, water, extra clothes, a celly, & a plan. It’s around 5 p.m. when the delivery truck gets ready to leave. I jump in the back of the truck. My heart is pounding so fast, I'm so scared. I hear thumping? Gunshots? What's going on? What should I do?

[dzpenumbra]

5/4/23

Another night of interrupted sleep. 4 days in a row now, I think. I don't even know anymore. I'm pretty much perpetually visibly drowsy and out-of-it now.

I legit just have no clue how I'm being woken up with earplugs in. It just boggles my mind how this is possible. I wake up at 9 and the people upstairs are literally like 5 feet above my bed just stomping around and chatting it up full-voices, then the guy gets on the phone and yap yap yaps and belly laughs and then the girl starts fucking vacuuming. Who the fuck vacuums at 9AM on a Wednesday?! Same people who vacuumed at 4AM the night before Easter. I've heard them have absurdly loud sex many times now. The woman had a thing for a while where she would blast shitty generic like "Intro to Classical" music once or twice a week. Then they did the TV in the mornings for a bit. Now, I don't even know what it is that's waking me up or what to do about it.

Seriously, I don't know what's left to do. I can get a white noise machine... to put on in addition to earplugs. I just... I've tried so hard to be patient with these people. To be understanding and compassionate, to just... turn the other cheek and go... "yeah, I wish I had a life like that (in some ways), too". To acknowledge that this is kinda just a reality of living in a city apartment and being an insomniac. But like... it's breaking my will, man. I've gotten like 2 full nights of sleep in the past 2-3 weeks.

It's fucking with my mental and physical health. I'm contemplating just sleeping in the beanbag chair downstairs from now on, but I guarantee that's gonna fuck up my back... or trying to temporarily bring my mattress downstairs or something? I don't even know anymore, honestly...

I didn't choose this. I get that this is kinda what comes with living in an apartment in a college town, but like... there's literally nowhere else to fucking go, man. I'm 36. I'm single. I make absolutely nothing, not that there are even places to rent even if I did make enough to afford them. I'm not built for this shit. I came from living in a run-down old house for 5 years, and living above a quiet garage for the other 7 prior. It's been a big shock to the system in many ways. And I'm still not adjusted.

What pisses me off the most about it was that I didn't have any of these fucking problems until these new neighbors moved in. The first few months, in the dead of winter, it was fucking fine. It was quiet, shit was chill. I could barely even tell I had neighbors, just occasional coughs and dog barks. Now? Now it's like... every fucking day. Ever since these people moved in, and spring started hitting, it's just been like a fucking parade is starting after 8AM. When you go to bed around 4-6AM, this is fucked up.

So... here I sit at 3 AM. Trying to figure out what to even do. Do I get a noise generator? Do I put music on... too? Do I talk to my landlord about this? Like... ugh... I just don't even know what to do.

I've struggled with this for so fucking long. And it's really fucked with my life a lot. See... here's the thing that keeps popping into my head. I would love to be able to do RP or voice acting. I'm ridiculously addicted to this new server, and even being able to play on a different server and just... RP a bit and scratch that itch... dust off Raymond Holmes and see how people react. That would be so refreshing. OR to record vocals. Or to sing in the shower, which I have been doing pretty much every shower since I was like 13. But I do not do those things anymore, and haven't for like 5-6 months now, because I have neighbors. And I'm trying to be respectful. So, my singing is really low-volume. My RP is watching, not participating. I wear headphones 24/7. I don't even feel comfortable streaming, honestly, especially at these hours.

I just don't know what to do anymore. The AirPod noise cancelling works really well, but the batteries only last 4 hours. Google led me to Reddit, which led me to noise cancelling earplugs. They're like $300. Like... dude, I don't know if I can do that right now! That's a lot. Ugh.

I can't explain to others how precious this time is for me. The late hours. I have no problem sacrificing mornings or even early afternoons in order to preserve the peace of night. The quiet. The stillness. I don't want to give it up. And, for years, I have struggled to give it up. But now, it really feels like either I adapt to going to bed at midnight, or I get sick. Like I literally have no choice. And I guess I have a problem with that because it's not on my terms, and rarely feels under my control.

I feel a huge pressure to get to bed right now. Not just the late-night sweats from sleep deprivation, or the 5 lb weights attached to my eyelids, or the persistent tension in my jaws. Like... if I don't go to bed right now? This is just going to happen again. For a 5th consecutive day. And what I don't fully process is... even if I go to sleep right now? Like crawl into bed and nod off? I will still only get 6 hours of sleep. If they're feeling generous.

I'm literally just staring off into the distance and being grumpy now.

I called the doctors about the test results. They literally just repeated everything the doctor told me. I tried really hard to communicate like... "hey, does this... change the diagnosis? does it change the treatment? am I going to get to see a specialist about this?" But, yeah... I didn't do the steroid cream thing he prescribed me so.. I guess i'm just gonna do that the next 2 weeks. I just wish they were a bit more thorough with it, especially considering they didn't call me with my test results for a month until I finally called them. Like... at least give me a little context on what that means and what's going on with my body, not just vague instructions.

I have been a wreck today. And today, for the first time this year, I didn't do yoga. I did get groceries. But I didn't do yoga. Everything was just completely fucked and... I was mad, and tired, and just fed up... and I just didn't show up. So... yeah. Just a bad day. Therapy tomorrow, I'll see what we can do about this there. I'm so tired of getting my ass beat by the world because I'm adapted to a circadian rhythm that doesn't mesh with them. It's been so many years, so many missed phone calls, so many people giving me shit and calling me lazy. All because I just... sleep at a different time than them. And I don't even know why.

I'm trying really hard to find the silver lining here to wrap this up. I got groceries. I took my recycling out, did dishes and picked up my grocery delivery. And I made comfort food. And I put up a poster that I got before christmas. That's actually a good one. I got this poster that's a branching diagram of the evolution and classification of life. I like it. I didn't hang it perfect but whatever. So yeah, even on a day when I just want to fucking storm upstairs and shit on my neighbors' doorstep... or... as I was googling in bed as it was happening... start playing sound frequencies that only younger people can hear really loud out of a speaker placed directly under their couch... Even on a day like that... Where I'm vividly coming up with intricate and devious psychological warfare tactics - like playing baby crying sounds really loud on my bluetooth speaker right up through the ceiling as they're having loud sex... Even on a day like that, and even when running on fumes, I managed to get stuff around the house done. And that's improvement, so I'm going to give myself credit for that.

[goron-king-darunia]

If you're curious, the answer is that external vibrations CAN help, but you have 30 ft of alimentary canal, and ideally different parts should be doing different things at different times, and the vorebrater allows you to use travelling local internal stimulation in a way that's similar to how food is meant to be mechanically stimulating your intestinal motilty. :)

Genuinely thank you. I do try NOT to be that kind of person, but I do get very frustrated at the vagueness with which news articles/channels address new tech and, say, highlight that it's "oooh drug free!" rather than, you know, put the new functionality and benefits offered front and center.

Another friend on discord also explained that the internal targeted stimulation is more effective and that was already better than what I was getting out of the article. I also saw that you made an updated post with more information that I intend to read through.

I am just a creacher and confusion/bafflement makes the smol goblin in my brain angy. Thank you for clarifying. I did get a little knee-jerky and came off snippy, but this new info is actually very interesting to consider.

Probably not gonna add the vorebrater to my gut health regiment any time soon if I can help it, because I'm the sort that benefits well from the existing solutions of fiber/stool softeners, but being better able to understand what the vorebrater does beyond the article is going to help loads in fostering compassion for all the people with invisible gut health problems that this could potentially help.

Gotta love the time-honored tradition of USAmerican drug and medical adjacent ads by poorly describing what the product is and does and who it's intended to help and instead running a billion ads on how "normal" you will be if you use it and churning out article after article about how this new thing is better because it's 'high tech' and 'drug free' and 'works with your phone!' like I'm supposed to be impressed and delighted about needing an app on my phone to use the vorevibe to pester my insides into working correctly.

Thank you for reaching out and adding more info. I'm sorry if I took the haha meme intent of the post too seriously. You're not expected to educate my dopey ass, but it sure does help.

I now feel a bit better about the vorebrater, though I do still share concerns about the medwaste/e-waste issue that has to come with disposing of the tiny machine intended to be used 5 days a week in one of the most bacteria-ridden parts of the body and deposited in the dirtiest place in the house. Presuming that nothing can go wrong with the battery that is presumably in the capsule to supply it with the power to vibrate, nothing lasts forever and even if this treatment works, as you say, after 30 or so capsules and, say, only 0.1% of people need them... That's still 240,000,000 tiny battery capsules gyrating around in the sewage system that hasn't been updated in hundreds of years to accommodate anything other than waste and specifically designed paper. We get enough fatbergs from people flushing wipes that the package PROMISES are flushable when we all know they aren't and draining grease down the sink. I'm not keen on a whole secondary problem of hundreds of millions of tiny machines. But I'm ALSO not keen on trusting people to follow a retrieval process even if that is the intended disposal method. I've had to change bedpans and I can guarantee you that you're not going to get anyone for whom bathroom time is already an unpleasantry to go through the process of fishing out the tiny machine they're using as a last ditch treatment when others don't work on the chronic problem they are having with their gut health.

Still, even if this does only end up helping 0.1% of the population... that's still millions of humans. So I won't begrudge medical invention just because it seems a little ridiculous (less so after even only this much explanation.) Same reason I won't begrudge plastic straws. Some humans need them. But I really want to know if the people that invented these things considered the logistics of widespread usage and long-term effects because, uh, looking at how the power grid is run (still not over the CA wildfires because the power monopoly refused to take care of their infrastructure) and gasoline emissions and so much planned obsolescence adding more and more to landfills... I am not optimistic.

If people need the vorebrater, then they need the vorebrater. But I am still with you on wanting these people to think, like, 2 steps ahead on the usage and particularly the disposal process. Hell, it took years for pharmacies near me to start taking sharps disposals. My parents used to have to drive 3 cities over to dispose of medical waste from my mom's diabetes. I'm having concerns still but at least what little info you could pack into just this ask has helped a lot. Hopefully your updated post answers more.

Again, TL;DR, genuinely thanks for the info. I am just a confused little bean with very limited attention so having other humans synthesize the important info for me helps me immensely and I deeply appreciate the effort of explaining the vorebrater to me so it seems less stupid and superfluous.

I still think a better longterm solution would be to make food in the USA not suck and make the healthier options affordable, but then again, they just used the excuse of bird flu to jack up the price of eggs 3 billion percent and call that "inflation", so waiting for the FDA to crack down on companies that drain all nutrition from their food is, uh, probably not going to happen anytime soon and even if it did, the vorebrater is still probably a more accessible solution for the time being. Which sucks. But getting the 5 megacorps in charge of feeding humans suddenly care about public health and stop caring about selling a more addictive snack cake so they can sell $5 worth of coked out sugar for $15 to people who have no choice or physically cannot stop is, uh... definitely going to be a lot harder than handing people who need help now a tiny robot that will jiggle your insides into behaving again. Anyway. Sorry for the yammer. Thank you for the info synthesis.