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[headmate-packages]

A package has arrived for you! Open it?

Shipping #: 00000001

📮💌📦

Shipping Number: 00000001 (1)

Name(s): Kailer, Conner, Calvin

Nickname(s): Koi, Cal

Pronouns: He/they/it/thing/leaf/stream/creek/fish

Species: Changeling (fairy)

Age/range: Dualchro 16 & 19

Gender: Genderqueer(Transmasculine), genders relating to creeks and streams, genders related to grassy fields on sunny days

Role: Shiny Hunter (especially if headspace is complex)

Interests: nature, exploring, dolphins

Frontcalls: forest sounds, bubbling water (nature asmr stuff), Animal crossing and similar games

Likes: frogs, wildflowers, Animal Crossing, all things nature

Dislikes: loud noises, being left alone

Signoff: 🐸🪑

Fears: not having enough friends, heavy machinery

Kins: Coi fish, Aussie dogs, cats (calico & ginger)

Happy place: in a creek or pond

Hobbies: roaming in grassy fields and splashing in creeks

Passion: Swimming

Favorite memory: Making his first friend as a child while exploring a playground

Handwriting: Bradley Hand

Image ID: Screenshot of an example of the font Bradley Hand that reads "This is how I write" End ID

Letter:

Joining a subsystem sounds even more funny than joining a system system :)

What's up strawberry collective? I'm writing this letter to you so you can get a sort of feel for how I would write a letter. Or anything like thst I think..

Huh. It's really awkward actually, typing just feels.. different. I think I prefer writing with pencil and paper. I like to let the words flow and then just cross out and squeeze in what I need and don't need. Typing just doesn't feel like me, so I might carry around a notebook so zi can write down any important thoughts

Can't wait to meet you guys!

-Conner

Face Claims

Image ID: Three drawings of a tanned character with green hair, tanned skin, and looking happy

[longeyelashedtragedy]

i just realized i have to become a huge england stan for the next game.....ohhhh i can't wait for hat tricks from my fav players phil foden and harry kane

[2dieavirgin]

hey don't cry. Jesse Spencer in a Flight of the Conchords shirt. okay?

[tysonfurybattlepass]

dont get me wrong ppl shipping the Two Most Divorced Men in Deltarune is objectively funny as fuck but lets not kid ourselves here even cringefail deltarune asgore wouldnt pass up the opportunity to break spade’s jaw god bless

[squid--inc]

*having fun watching instagram reels about foods that make veggies more appealing to the general public, with easy recipes*

hey, i bet the comments are fun, and are just enjoying the recipe/humour in the video 😀

*the comments were not fun*

[lesbiangwenstacyy]

one of my favorite things to do is to announce shit on my fic account like im a Minecraft streamer trying to explain why I haven't streamed in six months like yeah my mom almost died of sepsis and while she had sepsis she found her dad but didn't even tell me she found her dad until at least a month later

[vexwerewolf]

Doesn't the existence of MONIST-1 and MONIST-2 Imply the existence of a MONIST-0?

Normally I'd say no, because enumeration systems that are meant to be read by humans almost always label the first item as 1. 0 is meant to represent an absence of items, and enumerating an item as 0 will feel instinctively unintuitive to a lot of people.

The main reason you would enumerate from 0 is because you're programming and your integer space always starts there (00000000 for an 8-bit register, 0000000000000000 for a 16-bit register, 00000000000000000000000000000000 for a 32-bit register, etc.).

However, MONIST-class entities are reality-warping higher-order lifeforms that seem to warp not only the laws of physical reality but also of information. RA/MONIST-1 appears to have been created/manifested/summoned/revealed simply by the Five Voices thinking about it.

Consider this: it might be quite important for information preservation that MONIST-1 is always assigned integer 00000001 in any 8-bit register that refers to them, MONIST-2 assigned integer 00000010, and so on. This would suggest that 00000000 is the unique identifier of a dummy entry, padding to ensure that MONIST-1 and MONIST-2 get the correct reference number.

But the problem when you're dealing with psychoactive higher-dimensional entities is that if you joke "there is no MONIST-0" long enough...

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Iris shared a few photos of this beautiful Plattsburg, New York Victorian home that they got for pretty cheap….probably because of its history as a funeral home for almost 50 years. The embalming room and casket lift are still part of the house, and all the bedrooms were originally used as showing rooms. Knowing that there’ve been thousands of dead bodies in here would creep out most people, but as a mortuary student Iris fell in love with it the first time they saw it.

Here's Iris sitting in the entrance hall. How gorgeous is this?

How inexpensive could this have been? Look. It has an Inglenook in the grand hall.

It's pristine.

The sitting room. It looks like it may have come with the furniture. That fireplace and the sideboard are beautiful.

The dining room has an exposed wall of brick.

So, this bedroom was a viewing room?

This is the old lift.

Basement embalming room.

Updates: Progress on the bathroom floor.

"Something weird happened in the morgue under my house the other night…" It's not specified what, but gee, this looks creepy.

"I saw like .00000001 of an inch of white sticking out behind an old mercury thermostat still in the wall. I took it down (carefully) and found THIS! ORIGINAL WALLPAPER!" What a wonderful experience, isn't it?

via Nightmare on Zillow Street / Facebook

[hyun-xxe]

It started on an Airplane (Slight!Yan!TXT X F! Reader)

summary: There is always a .00000001% chance you meet a celebrity on an average day, its even more rare that you run into them on the plane, however its even more rarer when you just so happen to sit next to them. You caught their attention and they're hooked.

warnings: slight yandere tendencies, txt are lowkey OOC bc idek, obsession, they don't go too far, might be a part 2

You never really believed in fated chances growing up, it all seemed so childish to you. How could it be possible that something ever so rare could even come true? Where was the science in this?

However, maybe it does exist to those who never really thought it was true since this was karmas way of saying "Ha dumb Bitch it is real!" because somehow, your ticket to your way back home got mixed up in the midst of things which is where you are at right now.

You were in Korea with some friends for about 3 weeks just for the vacation of it after graduating from High School. It was a nice retreat away from everything and you would honestly consider visiting again. However, now coming back home and hearing that only your ticket out of your four friends somehow got misplaced made you nervous and annoyed.

"We are really sorry about that maam." the worker explained, bowing to a 90 degree angle.

You sighed as you shook your head- since you dont understand Korean, the conversation was going a lot longer than you hoped for and you didn't want to sound like an asshole asking for someone who speaks English.

Bringing out your phone, you typed in what you are going to say, "It's alright, I understand how busy you are. However, I was wondering if there is anyone here that speaks english as I am not the best with korean."

The lady nodded her head in understanding and walked off to get the manager. You turned to your friends who sent you apologetic looks your way, "Well, at least this happened at the end and not the beginning, right?" you tried laughing it off.

Cherry, your friend, walked up to give you a tight hug, "I'm sorry Y/N, this trip was your gift and somehow this happens to you." she says as she releases you, "Are you sure you don't want to trade tickets? None of us mind at all."

You shook your head, "Thanks for the offer, but that wouldn't sit right with me. You guys go ahead and head to your gate, I don't want to make y'all late." you usher them off, sending them smiles. but once they left your smile changed.

"Hello maam, I heard what happened and I just wanted to apologize on behalf of our ignorance, we didn't realize this was going to happen at all." he bowed.

Turning around, you notice he was slightly younger, maybe aorund his mid twenties. He also looked nowhere near a regular employee, but you didn't feel like questioning him, after all, he was the only one you could understand.

"Thanks for apologizing, but I just really want to know how you guys can resolve this? I really need to head home today." you say.

He walks up to a computer and types something up, "Ok, and where are you heading to?" he asked, peering over the top of the computer.

"Calistoga, California." you answer.

Typing in your response, he hums as he searches through, "Ok, I am seeing some planes that leave to Dallas Texas, then to LA, then after that to your home town. Would that be alright?"

You thought for a moment, while it wasnt the same overlay as your friends, you decided to take it quickly before someone else does. You were running low on money and couldn't really afford staying another night, "Yes! That's perfect!"

The manager smiles and types some more, "Since it was a mess up on our end, there is no need to worry about the cost, it is covered completely as well as any hotels you need to stay at in Dallas or LA." a ticket prints up and he hands it over to you, "Your plane leaves in 30 minutes and we have upgraded you to business class."

Taking the ticket, you couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. Hearing "free" and "upgrade" in one sentence made you instantly forget about being angry.

"Thank you so much, this means a lot to me!" you say and pick up your carry on. As you walked through the crowd, you made sure to hold onto that ticket as tightly as you could, praying that it doesn't somehow slip from your fingers.

When you ended up in front of your gate, you plopped down on the seat and texted your friends that the manager found a plane for you, but that you were going to be in a different overlay than them.

it didn't really matter since all of you were ending up in the same town anyways and they promised to pick you up from the airport if they land first. You were happy when your group was called as all the worry and stress you were facing is finally gone and done away with - you were finally heading home to see your family and boy did you have stories to tell them.

Since you were so lost in mind, the bright light flashing around you almost turned your fight or flight senses on. You thought it was by mistake and opened your eyes, only to get blinded once again multiple times. "What the fuck is happening?" you whispered and squinted your eyes to get a better look.

Across from you, standing behind a red rope, were many people screaming and jumping, while a lot of other people had huge cameras taking bright ass pictures. It was obvious a celebrity was here, but you didn't know who nor care to know - all you wanted was away from these bright lights!

You placed on your hat and sunglasses as you walked up to the terminal to show the people your ticket. when they approved it, you quickly walked through to get away from all that yelling. Since they were speaking Korean, you couldn't understand what they were yelling for but once you find that celebrity, you were going to give them a mean look for disturbing your peace.

When you boarded the plane, you looked for your seat number and saw that the two other seats next to yours were completely empty and that made you happy when you realized that maybe you wouldn't have anyone annoying around you.

Placing your bag under your seat, you stretched and brought out your neck pillow to start your nap. It was just so that before you dozed off, you felt the presence of two people near you, whispering amongst each other.

You sighed but stayed silent, not wanting to answer any of their questions. If they had any, they can gladly ask an attendant and leave you the fuck alone.

But, usually not many good things happen all at once, as you felt a hand on your shoulder, "excuse me," the voice rang out, "We were wondering something."

Not bothering to look up, you just answer, "Yes?"

The man cleared his throat and you can tell he was nervous, "Can my friend have the aisle? He gets easily plane sick so having the aisle seat gives him better access to the toilet."

All you needed to hear was sickness and toilet so you grabbed your bag and scooted down to the window. They can gladly have that seat if you didn't have to be near the vomitting maddness.

When the plane took off, you tried your best to sleep in every head positions you can imagine, but the feeling of a stranger next to you made it difficult to do so.

You brought out your phone to pick out a movie and thats when you felt another hand on your shoulder. Cursing in your head, you turned around, but your eyes were closed shut so you didn't have to deal with seeing their face.

"Yes? Is there anything wrong?" you asked.

"S-sorry," he says, "I just noticed your phone case and saw the PC in the back. You're a fan of them?"

Thats when things started to awake in your mind, the man was speaking good english which didn't register in your mind until now, but also they immediately noticed your phone case. during the entire duration of your trip, you never had your PC in your phone as you were scared people were going to think you were a Koreaboo, but you done messed up now.

"Uh," you nervously say, "Yeah ahaha, I do like their music a lot." you trace the picture, then turn to look at them, "Do you like their mu-"

You immediately shut up and just stared at the person in front of you who was smiling ear to ear at your reaction. Taking off your sunglasses, you thought you were going crazy, until your eyes actually focused.

"Holy shit, you're Yeonjun." you whisper, eyes still wide open from the shock you're currently experiencing. After saying his name, you look around to make sure no one heard you.

"Holy shit, you're fucking Yeonjun and yet we are on the same flight??"

The man, Yeonjun, laughed whole heartily, and nodded his head, "Yes, I am Choi Yeonjun. However, I am sad I'm not the one on your phone case, what a bummer. What does Taehyun have that I don't?"

You can clearly hear the playfulness dripping from his tongue but it still made you jump a bit. Scratching the back of your neck, you shrugged your shoulders, "What can I say, it just so happened to be." you look anywhere but him, "I'm really sorry that I took this seat, was another member suppose to sit here?"

He shakes his head, "No, we knew we were gonna be sitting seperately, so there is no need."

That put you a little at ease, but you still felt bad and couldn't help but overthink, "If you're uncomfortable, you can be honest and I can sit somewhere else."

Yeonjun waves off your worry, "No need for that either! Look, if it wasn't ok, I would've called to have us switch before the plane took off. So, its ok."

As he finishes his sentence, another man comes up and sits in the aisle seat, making your cheeks heat up in realization that the fucking Taehyun was sitting in your aisle.

"ooo, guess what Taehyun!" Yeonjun taps his shoulder in excitement and points at you, "Shes a MOA!" he says.

You feel Taehyun's eyes bore into yours and you never felt so vulnerable except in that moment. His eyes went everywhere from your eyes, to your hair, nose, lips, and even chest. Was he- no Y/N you can't think that, thats delusion right there.

"No way! Its nice meeting fans here! Whats your name?" He asks, staring intensely into your eyes.

You swear you felt your heart drop to your lungs as you answer, "Y/N." you say, plain and simple.

They both smile to each other then to you, "What a beautiful name you have." Yeonjun exclaims, "Obviously you already know our name." he chuckles.

A part of you wanted to lavish in this moment, but another part wanted to switch seats so bad. You would be happy meeting a celebrity you look up to, but why was your gut feeling say otherwise?

Oh shut up Y/N, how could you possibly even go that route when they are insanely nice to everyone they meet?

However, the words of your father nagged in your head, "You don't truly no someone unless they are behind closed doors. To others, they are the sweetest. To some, they are the devil in disguise."

You wanted to laugh at that thought, why were you suddenly thinking of that right now? Yeah, you didn't know them personally, but there wasn't any scandals going on with them, so what is there to worry about?

"Hello? Are you ok?" Taehyun asked, finally bringing you back to reality.

Finally sensing that you were spacing out, you apologized. "I'm sorry! I didn't realize I was spacing out, it just happens here and there." you chuckle, sitting back in your seat a bit more.

They both laugh at your response, "No worries, we all do that. Anyways, we were just asking where you're from."

That question surprised you - why were they curious about you? A part of you initially thought you three would exchange greetings and you would go back to sitting awkwardly next to Yeonjun while you watched a movie. But, thinking about it more and making excuses, they could just be acting nice in case you were going to post about this.

"I am from california." you answer with a smile.

Yeonjun perked up at your response, "Really? Which city?" he questioned.

You don't know why it took you a while to answer or why you hesitated, but you responded, "Calistoga."

Taehyun hummed as he was in thought, "Yeah, I never heard of that city, understandable since I dont live here." he says.

You let out an awkward chuckle, "Yeah, we aren't known that much there, but its really beautiful."

Yeonjun turned to his member, "We should try and set a tour date there, wouldn't that be sick!?"

That made you weirded out a bit, but not enough to ask some questions. Yeah, your gut feeling was saying that something was up, but a bigger part of you (your heart) was saying otherwise. It was a harmless question and there was no need for you to get skeptical.

"You do know we are going on tour, right?" Yeonjun asks you, leaning in a little closer than last time.

You kind of lean back a little, creating some space between you both, "Yeah I heard! It sounds exciting!" you say, smiling at the both of them.

"Did you get tickets yet?"

Sighing, you shake your head, "Sadly not, I don't really have much money since I chose to travel to Korea." you say.

Yeonjun leaned even closer, gasping in your face, "What!?? No tickets at all!???! You have to go though!" he whines, full lips doing a cute pout.

"I know I really wanted to," you answer, carefully leaning back a little so to not make it obvious, "but I have bills to pay so it just didn't work out. Maybe next time though!" you do a little dance with your hands, hoping to make them see your point and understand, but they didn't.

Taehyun stood up and walked off without saying a word and it weirded you out for a moment but you dropped it. When he came back, he had something in hand.

"Here, have these." he hands it to you.

Taking it, your eyes widened once again as you realized what it was. VIP tickets to early access and backstage. You couldn't believe what you were seeing and it made your inner MOA scream with joy. However, there was still some sense in you.

"I feel bad taking these," you say shyly and tried handing it back, "You should give these to a MOA that hasn't attended yet, this would make their day!"

Taehyun refused to take it back and crossed his arms, "Yes, and that MOA is you. Please, just show up! It'll be so much fun!"

You still hesitated as you looked over the ticket. This was one of the expensive ones while you didn't want to seem ungrateful, you also didn't want to seem greedy.

"Come on," Yeonjun butts in, wrapping his arm around your shoulder which made you jump in surprise, "Just give in already. He's your bias after all, how can you say no?"

Taehyun perked up at the mention of him being your bias.

"Really?" he points to himself, "I am your bias?"

Your cheeks burn at the mention and you nodded your head, mentally wanting to shove Yeonjun for mentioning it.

"See, that should make you want to go even more." he winks at you, now also leaning towards your body.

Everything felt so weird and wrong at the same time. A celebrity that everyone adored and loved was invading a girls personal space even after you backed up constantly. Maybe it was by accident? You dont know how many times you can make excuses for them, but they are nice enough to give you free tickets.

"You're right, thank you!" you smile while getting out of Yeonjun's grasp to put the ticket in your bag. When you looked back up, you could've sworn you saw Yeonjun give an annoyed look but you were probably overthinking.

"Uhm, sorry I need to use the bathroom." You say, standing up from your seat.

Taehyun stood up to let you out and you were waiting for Yeonjun, but he just sat still, not moving a muscle. Not wanting to be annoying, you walked sideways out of the aisle.

It felt awkward since you didn't want to invade his space, but when you felt something grazed your butt, you jumped. Looking back, you see Yeonjun give you a sly smile before turning on his phone.

Did he just-

"Be safe!" Taehyun smiles as he sits back down, still looking intently at you.

You could only feel your head nod as you made your way to the bathrooms. Everything was happening so fast and you couldn't tell whats real and whats not. All you need right now is to use the bathroom and unwind.

As you finished your business, a part of you wanted to remain in the bathroom during the entire duration of the flight, but you had three hours left and it just wouldn't be very comfortable in here.

Don't over think Y/N, it was probably on accident. Why would they be interested in you? You're just a regular person while they can get any girl they want

Exiting the bathroom with thoughts swirling around, you didn't notice someone standing right next to the door, eagerly waiting for you to get out.

"There she is!" he said loudly, walking up to your form.

Your head whipped up as you notice another member of the group standing before you in all his glory- Beomgyu. His black hair bouncing and eyes sparkling as they ranked over your body.

"You're the girl Taehyun told me about!" he smiles, his accent thick as he spoke, "Sorry, I still am learning English, but I can conversate with you as much as I can!"

He seemed so happy and energetic, you would feel horrible if you listened to your gut feeling and cut the conversation short.

"Oh, he talked about me?" you asked, confusion clear on your face, "I didn't know that! It's nice to meet you as well!"

Beomgyu took a moment to register what you said, trying his best to translate it. "He says you're really funny and calm, especially since they're bother you a lot," he chuckles, "I told him we should just keep you and take you with us everywhere!"

You titled your head, trying to understand the last part he said in Korean and you wanted to ask, but you felt bad since he was learning English.

"Yeah, well I try to be funny I guess, but I should head back to my seat, I don't want to block the door for others." you smile, walking away from him, but instead of going back to his seat, he takes your hand and drags you along with him.

On instinct, you swatted his hand away and it shocked both of you and it made you feel really guilty, "I- I'm sorry! It was just a reflex, I didn't mean to hit you." the words left your mouth as you closed your eyes and pleaded with him.

He just laughs and holds your hand once again, "Don't say sorry! It's ok, I sorry, ok?" Beomgyu says, cursing himself as he realized he messed up on his English. "Follow me!"

You allowed him to lead you to his seat where you spotted the last two remaining members who were conversing with each other. Once they noticed your presence, they stopped and turned around.

Never in your life have you met this many hot guys in one moment and it reminded you to thank God for this privilege.

"Guys, this is the pretty girl they were telling us about! Isn't she gorgeous?" Beomgyu turns and gives you a hungry look, "She's also very fiesty! I told Taehyun we should keep her, but he didn't give us the green light!"

Soobin sighed and hit his forehead, "Did you just say that out loud? Beomgyu, others can hear!"

Kai waves off Soobin's worry, "don't be scared, I heard she doesn't understand Korean, besides everyone here in first class works for us, they don't question anything."

It felt awkward for you to be there since you couldn't understand what they were saying. You felt like you were intruding in on their conversation.

"It's nice to finally meet you!" Kai smiles, flashing his bright teeth, "You're even prettier in person." he stands up and walks toward you.

Before, it was obvious that Kai was a pretty tall dude, but in person and standing in front of you, it made you feel like inferior in his presence.

"Oh, thank you." you smile and look around you, hoping he wouldn't see the blush that was forming on your cheeks (if your skin is darker, then the sentence would be changed to "you smile and look around you, hoping to ease the heat forming on your cheeks")

Soobin also stood up and thats when you really felt short - that man was insanely tall and intimidating, even though you've seen him act adorable over edits and their shows, it was still very surprising. He didn't say much and instead just looked you up and down, as if he didn't have any shame.

"Nice to meet you." he says, smiling from ear to ear.

His smile could light up a goddamn room and it made you almost bias him instead. However, seeing that you didn't know what to say, you started walking backwards and wave them goodbye.

"Well I should really return to my seat, but it was really nice talking to you guys!"

With that, you were expecting them to say goodbye as well, but when Kai walked up and take your hand, you were shocked.

Whats with them always touching me? you thought to yourself, looking down at his hand clasp over yours, soft but firm enough to keep you still.

"Don't go yet! We barely talked! Its our turn to talk to you now. Taehyun said how amazing you smelled and oh my its making me go crazy." Kai mutters the last part, even though he said it in Korean, he didnt want the others to overhear and snatch her from him.

"W-well, I think we are in the way of others, I - I feel pretty bad." you stutter, eyes still stuck on his hand holding yours.

He holds it tighter and pulls you closer, causing you to back your face away from his. Even though you really liked the group, it doesn't give them the right to invade your personal space like this.

"No worries!" he exclaims, "They dont mind, if they did they can talk to our managers!"

The way he explains thing had a tone to it, a tone you didn't really like and now that you really thought of it, the way they all were made you weird. The constant stares with their eyes ranking over your body, the unwanted touches and dragging from place to place - it was all too much.

Yeah, you were lucky enough to meet them - just about anyone would kill to be in your position, but this entire thing made you really uncomfortable, no matter how much excuses you give to them.

Slowly, but nicely, you took your hand out of his grasp and gave them an awkward smile. "I understand, but I should really get back to my seat." you say, "Nice meeting you all!"

As you turned around, you wish you could've saw the way their faces fell from excitement, to annoyance. It wasn't the fact that you're walking away from them, it was the fact that you're going back on the other side of the plane, away from them.

Making your way, you tried not to turn and look at them again, you just wanted to keep your head up high and imagine yourself meeting your friends again at the airport. You would finally be away from them and that thought made you happy.

However, that excitement didn't last long as you felt yourself being pulled away into an unknown room. A scream was trying to leave your mouth, but a hand covered it in time. You struggled for a bit before they released and turned you to face them.

There, in front of you smiling, was Yeonjun. It was as if he didnt even feel bad for scaring you like this and it made you mad and you couldn't take it.

"Ok, I had it!" you yell out of frustration, "I am grateful I met you guys, I love your music and everything, but I am tired of this. Everything about this - the way you all look at me, the little touches and the ranking of your eyes over my body makes me uncomfortable!" You pointed a finger at him, "I especially don't appreciate you dragging me away without asking, I am tired of it! All of you guys need to leave me alone or I will call security."

You went to open the door, but felt a force prevent you from doing so. Feeling your heart drop in your stomach and breath fasten, you tried your hardest jiggling the handle, yet nothing happened. "P-please, open the door! This is not appropriate."

Yeonjun kept silent and just walked up to your shaking figure, eyes ranking over your body again. He lowered down to your level and carassed your cheeks. "You're right, you should be grateful." he whispers, "We don't usually give any of our fans this special attention, yet here you are. I don't know what you did, but once you catch our attention, its not fair to let it go as if it was nothing.:

His lips were dangerously close to your face as you felt his hot breath fan over you. "As much as I appreciate honesty, I don't like the sass and disrespect. If we want to touch you," his hand goes to your hips, "We can touch you. If I want to kiss you, I am allowed to."

Suddenly, and without warning, his lips met yours in a surprise attack. Your eyes widened as you realized what was happening - you were being kissed against your will.

You kicked up your legs and failed your hands around to get him away. Not caring if others can hear, you tried gripping his hair hard enough to make him yelp, but that did the complete opposite.

A moan escaped his lips as he gripped your hips tighter and closer, "Yeah, just like that baby, that felt amazing." he moaned again and kissed your lips.

The feeling of disgust entered your body as you stopped holding his hair and tried pushing him away. However you knew nothing would work, he is way taller than you and had more muscles than you could ever imagine.

When he stopped kissing you, he held your wrist and buried his head in your neck, "Gosh how I can go longer kissing and touching you, but people are gonna get suspicious. We should head back."

You were still frozen in place as no words could escape your mouth. Everything stopped in place and you refused to believe you were taken advantage of. When you arrived home, you were going to burn the clothes off your body and scrub your lips until you had no feeling in them.

Right now, however, you need to play your cards right so you could get out of there. The time on your watch indicated that you were gonna land in an hour, so that gives you enough time to think of an escape route.

A knock sounded throughout the room and the door opened which caused hope to rise in you as you thought of a plan to immediately ask the person for help. But, the person who popped their head in was going to be no help as it was their other member Taehyun.

"Hey uhm-" he looks around to both of you, "Is it my turn with her now? We only have an hour until we land and the others want their turn as well."

You should've moved seats when you had the chance.

[headmate-packages]

thank you for answering our question from our last ask !! it did make sense . this request is going to be for a couple of alters . they're both going to be moderate . and sorry for not using the template we're currently on mobile so we can't :'3

a trans masc guy , that likes frogs , wildflowers , roaming in very grassy fields , splashing in creeks , and is very much an outside person . somewhere around 16 - 19 years old . they would kin koi fish , cats ( specifically calico cats ) , and aussie dogs . he / they and other pronouns of your choosing . also xenogenders ! you can chose everything else :3

the other one is based on horror . he / it / scare pronouns as well as other pronouns of your choosing same thing with xenogenders . he likes to watch horror movies and creepy documentaries . it wears grunge style clothes and likes the smell of smoke . probably kins a wolf or something in the canine family . 17 - 19 .

sorry if this is too complicated :'3

- @strawberrycollectivex3

Hello there!

Apologies for the wait

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[westofessos]

The only way I’ll end up being even a little bit okay with this is if Adam shows some emotional conflict, especially when Max comes back, and eventually realizes the error of his ways and tries to win his friend back, and then they end up being a permanent tag team. It’s unlikely, a .00000001% chance, I know, but that’s the only way. In any case, maybe somebody will write some killer fanfic with that premise and I can use it to comfort me

[seas1mping]

Hi I'm here with a nice and comprehensive guide on how to convert binary :)

This is inspired by @the-art-ghost and his story and @just-a-domesticated-cryptid and their posts about the Caesar cipher codes :)

So I had to learn about binary for school back in middle school, so I can explain how to do this pretty easily AND WITH PICTURES :)

Nerd blurb under the cut ^^

So binary is a computer language made up of an eight-number string of 1s and 0s. The value of binary goes from 0-255 bits, with 256 being 1 byte. You read binary from left to right, but the value of each place goes up by times 2 as you go right to left, starting at 1 (00000001) and ending at 128 (1000000).

In order to convert binary into something readable like letters, you need to translate it first into something easier to remember other than a long string of 1/0. For this we're going to use the ASCII index.

The ASCII index is another computer language that assigns numerical values to things like of course numbers and letters but also symbols. Every ASCII value is unique to the letter/number/symbol.

Anyways, so first to translate it into ASCII, you need to be able to read the number. Here's an example:

01001101 is simple enough. There is a 1 in the second, fifth, sixth, and eighth place. That means you add 64+8+4+1 together, which comes out to 77.

NOTE: If your binary string ends with a ONE in the eighth place, it is ODD. If it ends with a ZERO, it is EVEN.

After giving your binary string it's numerical value, you then have to look up the ASCII index value for that number to get it's letter/symbol associated with it.

The ASCII index divides the alphabet into two separate versions: the UPPERCASE alphabet and the lowercase alphabet.

UPPERCASE on the index is numbers 65-90, and lowercase is numbers 97-122.

Using the example from before, 01001101 has 77 as it's value, on the ASCII index makes it UPPERCASE M.

01110011 follows the same logic just different numbers. Second, third, fourth, seventh, and eighth all have 1s, which means you add 64+32+16+2+1, which gives you 115. The index says it's a lowercase s.

When making your sentences, you use SPACES to separate words. The space also has its own ASCII value and binary number:

If you're too lazy to go looking for the ASCII index (I don't blame you I am too), I have a cheat sheet here :3 including letters, ASCII index number, and their binary forms.

I'm not going to decode the text description where the binary is featured because I find decoding it yourself to be much more rewarding so >_O

[velocitations]

i think something is lost in the "no ethical consumption under capitalism" discourse because of a childish conception of reality (informed largely i think by immature media taken seriously) which frames reality in broad strokes. which is to say. Not buying Nestle chocolate chips is not going to bring down that company and/or undo the crimes against humanity Nestle has committed. But. just don't give them your money. Even if you're depriving them of .00000001% of their daily profits. Make a choice. Open your eyes to the evils you profit from at the very least. Western Imperialism informs every single aspect of our day to day lives.

[heartfullofleeches]

I HOPE YOU GET WELL MR. DEVIL ♡ HERE, have sum memes of my faves.

Me, seeing rootbeer's ass from afar knowing damn well he can't see me for his life:

What Elisha sees when he checks on MC after a hard day at work and they just... don't have enough every to care for their presence in their home.

Baron asking for attention when MC is away for .00000001 seconds:

Gifting this to Beeroot bc he will appreciate the gift even if he can't read it w/ his shit sight:

Me at V, every time he breathes:

Me threatening Miller that Imma bite their hand and wont let go until they give me cuddles and their hoodie:

Bro the V one just- Leave the poor rat alone I'm sobbing. How dare you make me laugh so hard when every time I breath it sounds like a chip bag being mangled. Beautiful work. Rootbeer never flirts through text because he can't spell gorgeous and that's 50% of his vocabulary, but he's definitely not blind. I have died twice now

[ooppo]

PHONE POV: Me pressing the refresh button .00000001 seconds after posting a fanfic to Ao3

[thatbeluga]

Wet Sock 2x08: Glup Shitto's Cantina

Season One / 2x01 / 2x02 / 2x03 / 2x04 / 2x05 / 2x06 / 2x07

Beluga took another swig of blue milk, burping as he slammed his cup down on the counter.

"Another round, Glup Shitto!" Beluga warbled, raising a fin. Fuck drank the rest of their blue milk by spitting their stomach out of the bend in the 'U', absorbing the milk, and pulling their stomach back in, like a starfish.

Behind them, a wandering group of abandoned smut fics played the Glup Shitto's Cantina Theme, from the very not obscure radio broadcast adaptation of the, now Legends-only canon, limited release comic Glup Shitto's Cantina, the story of the original owner of the cantina from the Clone Wars Season Two Episode Eleven, "Lightsaber Lost," before Ahsoka visited it, Glup Shitto, who actually served Kit Fisto's parents the night they got engaged and eventually gave birth to Kit Fisto. That Glup Shitto.

Glup Shitto slammed two more cups of blue milk down in front of Beluga and Fuck, rolling all seven of his eyes.

"Now that's sixteen blue milks between the two of you," Glup Shitto glupped. "Will you keep that on your ongoing tab?"

"Of course baby girl," Fuck said, winking somehow. They leaned over to Beluga, "And he doesn't even know that a part of his backstory is that his mother, who's Bail Organa's great-great aunt, used to never pay her tab and that's why he has a soft spot for us."

"I cannot wait to see your Disney+ original show in a couple decades," Beluga said, starting his eighth glass of blue milk. Glup Shitto scoffed and moved on to his other customers.

If you asked most people how they were doing while being on the run from a slowly re-awakening pantheon of elder cringe gods, a pantheon that they had personally locked away out of pettiness, most would say they were having a rough time.

But Beluga and Fuck were actually having a fantastic time. Escaping Y/N had become quite easy when they realized that 1) Fuck was 2-dimensional and 2) The bars were actually Styrofoam, since Y/N was so petite and weak and she hadn't yet won over Jason to lift things heavier than .00000001 lbs for her. After that, it had been a quick rift-hop into one of the smallest, most hidden, most obscure corner of the cringeverse--Glup Shitto's Cantina.

"Fuck," Beluga said, suddenly feeling Very Real. "Are we like, bad parents? Like maybe we shouldn't have had kids?"

"We only have one kid and she adopted us," Fuck reminded Beluga. "She really should have thought that one through if she wanted parents so badly."

"But why did she choose us?" Beluga asked, hiccuping. "Do you think she subconsciously realized that we have beef with deities and being one herself it was in her best interest to make friends with us rather than potentially becoming a rival we could lock away behind the rift?"

Fuck blinked, somehow.

"Now I feel Very Real," Fuck said, extending their probuscus to drink more blue milk.

A hologram rang. Or chimed. Or whatever they do in Star Wars idk I'm not that much of a nerd. Glup Shitto answered.

"You're looking for... a weird looking cetacean with a big fucking forehead... and expletive capable of flight...last of their kind?" Glup Shitto shrugged with only three of his shoulders. Five of his eyes turned around to scan the bar.

"Wait a ballsack," Beluga said, tapping Fuck. "You're an expletive capable of flight and..."

Beluga reached his fins up to his melon. "Oh Goncharov. My forehead is really fucking big."

"HEY!" Beluga and Fuck jumped in their seat, Beluga spilling his milk. Glup Shitto stormed over, his legs, arms, eyes, and chins swinging. Beluga and Fuck grabbed each other, too lost in the blue milk sauce to rift-hop back into the wider cringeverse. Glup Shitto towered over them, spittle dripping from both mouths...

...then he walked right past them. Behind them, hidden in the shadows, a sperm whale with a swollen concussion and a Shit with a jetpack sat huddled at a table, with their hoods up. Glup Shitto grabbed them, laughing maniacally.

"No! Please!" the jet-packing Shit pleaded. "Everyone else on my planet is dead!"

Glup Shitto sauntered back to the bar, pausing in front of Fuck and Beluga. "Good news, kids. Once I hand these two over to the Cringe Council, the reward will finally get me enough money to pay off your tab. Funny how the cringeverse provides."

Glup Shitto strode past them, dragging two innocents to their peril. Better people would have told him he had the wrong suspects.

Beluga and Fuck were not those people, and by the time the authorities arrived to inform Glup Shitto that he had apprehended the wrong big-headed whale and volant curse word, Beluga and Fuck had rift-hopped out of the Cantina, and stolen another $5,000 worth of liquor, which they added to their tab.