#BAPS temple

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कैलिफोर्निया के सैक्रामेंटो में BAPS मंदिर पर हुआ हमला, दीवारों पर लिखा 'हिंदुओं वापस जाओ'

#News कैलिफोर्निया के सैक्रामेंटो में BAPS मंदिर पर हुआ हमला, दीवारों पर लिखा 'हिंदुओं वापस जाओ'

BAPS Shri Swaminarayan Temple in Sacramento Targeted: कैलिफोर्निया के सैक्रामेंटो स्थित BAPS श्री स्वामीनारायण मंदिर में 25 सितंबर, 2024 की रात को हिंदू विरोधी संदेशों के साथ तोड़फोड़ की गई। अपवित्रता की यह घटना न्यूयॉर्क के मेलविले स्थित BAPS मंदिर में इसी तरह की घटना के 10 दिन से भी कम समय बाद हुई है। इसके साथ ही दीवारों पर पाए गए परेशान करने वाले संदेशों में “हिंदुओं वापस जाओ” जैसे धमकी भरे…

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H.H. Brahmavihari Swamiji is respected globally for his words, values, and wisdom. He is an accomplished, thought-provoking international orator currently leading the historic project of the first traditional Hindu mandir to be built in Abu Dhabi. He has been awarded an honorary PhD by Gujarat University. He has inspired leaders, medical professionals, journalists, politicians, and students, truly making him a global ambassador of the Hindu faith, selfless service, and interfaith harmony.

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Detail of marble carvings at BAPS Akshardham in Robbinsville, New Jersey. Photo courtesy of BAPS.

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wow. BAPS just finished building a traditional stone mandir in New Jersey and its stunning🥰

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Week 18 - Architecture

BAPS Swaminarayan Akshardham, Robbinsville Twp NJ

The details on the temple and the whole campus are incredible.

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BAPS Shri Swaminarayan Mandir: A Spiritual Oasis In New Jersey

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The Hindu temple in Abu Dhabi is called the "BAPS Swaminarayan Temple." It's the first traditional Hindu stone temple in the Middle East. The temple was inaugurated in April 2019 and serves as a center for cultural and spiritual activities for the Hindu community in Abu Dhabi and the wider UAE region. It's an architectural marvel, showcasing intricate carvings and traditional craftsmanship, and it stands as a symbol of the UAE's commitment to tolerance and multiculturalism

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The 13 Key Facts About the ₹700 Crore Hindu Temple Being Built in Abu Dhabi: Best Tourist Place in Dubai — Inch & Brick Realty

OVERVIEW

Built at an estimated cost of Rs 700 crore, the BAPS Hindu Mandir is a huge, approximately 108-foot-tall Hindu temple located just outside of Abu Dhabi. It is the first stone Hindu temple in the UAE and the largest in West Asia. View pictures of this architectural wonder.

simply outside of Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emirates (UAE) lies an architectural marvel under construction. No, it’s not a race car venue or simply another building being built for show. Actually, it’s the BAPS Hindu Temple, which will draw millions of followers to the nation in the desert upon its opening. This Hindu temple, which will be the biggest in West Asia, will be the first to be built of stone in the area. At a cost of Rs 700 crore, it will have a marble façade with complex designs made of pink sandstone, and seven spires, one for each of the country’s Emirates. A magnificent architectural wonder is what the BAPS Hindu Temple is striving to become. Let’s examine ten amazing elements of this incredible project that honours community, spirituality, and unity in the centre of the United Arab Emirates. It crosses national boundaries.

№1. The history, materials, and cost of the BAPS Temple The temple or mandir requires extensive logistical planning. Over 1.8 million bricks, 1,80,000 cubic metres of sandstone, and 40,000 cubic metres of marble will be needed for it. Up till this point, 4 lakh hours of effort have been put in, and many more hours will be needed to finish the temple complex.

№2: Historic debut The BAPS temple is leading the way in the cultural integration of the region’s different groups, being the first stone Hindu temple in the United Arab Emirates. The expansive temple complex will reach a height of 108 feet when it is finished.

№3: Record: The temple’s size and magnificence distinguish it as a landmark in the region’s architectural and cultural heritage. It is thought to be the largest Hindu temple in West Asia.

№4. Inspirational design | Vedic sculptures and architecture served as the model for the temple’s design. A large number of the sculptures and paintings were created by Indian artists and transported to Abu Dhabi.

№5. PM Modi’s Perspective Abu Dhabi granted the temple project on the Dubai-Abu Dhabi motorway more than 17 acres of land in 2015, during Prime Minister Modi’s visit to the UAE. PM Modi placed the mandir’s foundation stone in 2017.

№6. International artisan collaboration | Expert Indian artists are producing the temple’s sculptures and carvings, demonstrating an international partnership in the development of this architectural marvel.

№7. Administrative Marvel | Approximately 50,000 individuals, including stars Sanjay Dutt and Akshay Kumar, and Minister of External Affairs India S Jaishankar, placed bricks in the mandir’s building.

№8. Symbolic towers Seven spires, each representing an Emirate of the United Arab Emirates, will be included into the architecture of the temple. The spirals are intended to foster harmony and unity within the multicultural environment.

№9. Hindu BAPS Sect | The BAPS Hindu sect is leading the construction and introducing their rich traditions to the United Arab Emirates. They are well-known for their respect for Swaminarayan as an avatar of Lord Krishna.

№10. Worldwide temple presence BAPS is a global cultural ambassador, having built 1,100 Hindu temples worldwide, the largest of which is outside of India, in New Jersey, and the well-known Akshardham Temple in Delhi.

№11. Recreational and Educational Infrastructure The temple complex will serve as a multipurpose cultural hub by housing schools, exhibition spaces, and kid-friendly play areas in addition to its religious purposes.

№12. Community involvement | A number of people have donated to the Rs 700 crore temple’s development, and a number of others have actively participated in the project by symbolically laying a brick to join the famed and ancient BAPS Hindu Temple.

Discover the best tourism place in Dubai at the ₹700 crore Hindu temple in Abu Dhabi. Immerse in the allure of the best Tourism place in Dubai with its cultural richness, architectural marvel, and spiritual serenity. Explore unity, lush surroundings, and inclusive design at the best tourism place in Dubai. Experience ceremonial halls, breathtaking artistry, and tourist-friendly services, making it the best tourism place in Dubai. Indulge in the authentic Hindu cuisine at this best tourism place in Dubai. Unveil the essence of the best tourism place in Dubai!

Inch & Brick Realty envisions a significant impact on Dubai’s real estate scene with the completion of the BAPS Hindu Temple. As this iconic temple stands tall just outside Abu Dhabi, it not only represents cultural unity but also presents a unique opportunity for those living in Dubai & tourism places in Dubai. The temple’s completion might spark interest in the local real estate market, potentially leading people to consider buying property in Dubai with Inch & Brick Realty as they seek to be part of this cultural and spiritual landmark in the heart of the UAE.”

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The Enchanting Power of Wooden Mandirs

Wooden mandirs, also known as Hindu temples or prayer altars, hold immense significance in Hindu culture and religion. These elegant structures not only provide a sacred space for worship and meditation but also serve as beautiful centerpieces in homes and temples. The enchanting power of wooden mandirs lies in their ability to blend spirituality, craftsmanship, and aesthetic appeal into a single piece of art. In this article, we will explore the significance of wooden mandirs, their beauty, craftsmanship, and their role as a spiritual and decorative element in contemporary homes. Read more........

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PM Modi's Historic Inauguration Ceremony at BAPS Hindu Mandir Abu Dhabi

14th February 2024, is all set to be a historic day for India in the context of its Middle East relations: on this auspicious day of Basant Panchami, Prime Minister Shri Narendra Modi will be inaugurating the BAPS Hindu Temple, also called the Swami Narayan Mandir, in Abu Dhabi, in the United Arab Emirates. 

This is the first Hindu temple in the UAE and also one of the biggest outside India; that in itself is sufficient for one to be overawed. However, this was not something that happened on the spur of the moment; it had been in the works for quite a while, since 1997. 

In 1997, His Holiness Pramukh Swami Maharaj, President of the Bochasanwasi Akshar Purushottam Swaminarayan Sanstha (BAPS) visited the UAE and prayed for a temple there that fostered unity not just among religions but cultures and countries too. 

Over the better part of the next 2 decades, BAPS members met with officials of the UAE government to thrash out the possibility of bringing to fruition Swami Maharaj’s dream. 

Then, in 2015, 2 important things happened; Shri Narendra Modi visited the UAE – he was the first Indian PM in 34 years, after Mrs. Indira Gandhi, to go there – and the government of the UAE provided, through the Crown Prince and Deputy Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces of Abu Dhabi, Sheikh Mohammed bin Zayed Al Nahyan, the required land for construction of the temple in August. 

Mr. Modi openly appreciated the decision of the UAE government, and both the Indian and UAE governments handed over the task of overseeing the project to the BAPS Swami Narayan Sanstha and Mandir Limited on 10th February 2018. The consecration ceremony – Shila Pujan – was completed on 11th February 2018 and BAPS members, in the presence of Swami Maharaj and members of the Indian and UAE governments, laid the foundation stone on 20th April 2019.

Built at a total cost of over Rs.700 crores, the temple has 7 towers representing the seven Emirates of the UAE. It is set to be a marvel of architecture that has been built keeping in mind the practice followed in ancient times: for instance, there are no steel or iron reinforcements in the construction; it has been done entirely using stone. 

Another major feature in the BAPS temple has been the use of fly ash in the concrete mix – this ensures the replacement of approximately 55% of the cement therein – to ensure eco-friendliness and a reduction of the carbon footprint. The presence of over 300 sensors at different levels ensures the availability of live data about physical factors like temperature, stress, pressure, and also seismic events.

All the years of hard work are set to bear fruit now, once PM Modi – at the invitation of BAPS members and His Holiness Brahmavihari Swami (who was recently awarded the GOOD Fellows award by SWFI Chairman, Mr. Lakshmi Narayanan) – inaugurates the temple on 14th February. He is also set to address the Indian community there at Zayed Sports City to commemorate the event.

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The BAPS Akshardham temple complex in Robbinsville, New Jersey, Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2023. RNS Photo by Richa Karmarkar.

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Rating: E

Pairing: Swiss/Rain

Tags: Dubious Consent, Consensual Kink, Barebacking, Creampie, Sexual Coercion, Dirty Talk, Breeding Kink, they're matching each other's freak your honor, Trans Rain, Mean Swiss

Summary: Okay so basically Rain is girlfriend.

Oh, that's-” Rain whispers and winces as the character onscreen is torn into, blood and guts flying everywhere as the zombies began to feed. He hides his face in Swiss' shoulder, covering his ears as the harsh screams fade into quiet gurgles.

“Awful.” He mutters. “Disgusting.”

Swiss chuckles and tosses a piece of popcorn into his mouth, catching it neatly on his tongue. He’s got his arm wrapped around Rain as the water ghoul snuggles into him and he rubs comforting little circles into his skin. He’d done the classic yawn and stretch early on, laying the groundwork for how he hoped it would go. Rain hadn't shaken him off, which was a good sign. And the gore on screen only made the poor little thing shiver and scootch closer to Swiss.

“Cold?” He asks, like he hasn't set the AC to blast frigid air over the poor ghoul's skin, breaking it out into goosebumps that left him curling up more and more because oops the blankets are all in the wash. His eyes linger on the shape his nipples make as they stiffen up into peaks under his shirt. A far more interesting thing to watch than the shitty B-movie playing out on the screen in front of him.

“A little.” Rain says with a delicate wrinkle of his nose. Swiss chuckles and momentarily sacrifices his arm placement to shrug off his hoodie and hand it over; Rain pulls it over his thin top gratefully, taking away Swiss’ top tier view of his tits but it's a willing loss in the long game he's playing here. “Thank you.”

“Anything for my Rainy baby.” Swiss says fondly, nudging him with an elbow and Rain purrs, snuggling up close.

They fall silent as the girl on screen walks down a hallway. Rain’s tense, cringing already. Almost… Swiss thinks, shifting into position. Rain won't have to worry about the rest of the film if Swiss pulls this move off. He shifts as subtly as he can, timing it with the little jump-scare that's a creaking floorboard. The girl hesitates, sweat dripping down her temple. Her fingers skate across the peeling paint of the door. Swiss does the same along Rain's arm, ostensibly to comfort him but it puts Swiss' hand right on the water ghoul's shoulder in a predatory grip.

Rain's breath hitches as she pushes open the door with a long whine of the rusty hinges to reveal an empty room. It's so cute how his Rainy mimics her relief; a little smile, a little chuckle at their own fear.

A step in the room.

Two.

She's by the bed now, and-

The zombie underneath strikes, lashing out with withered arms to drag her screaming to her bloody fate beneath and-

At the exact same moment, Swiss moves; bringing his arm around Rain's neck in a headlock as he cackles and drags the both of them off the couch, Rain kicking and screaming in fear the whole time and-

“You jerk!” Rain spits when Swiss lets him loose. Through his laughter, Swiss feels the gentle baps of Rain's irritation wherever the water ghoul can reach.

“Rainy, baby-” he gasps, but the assault continues, Rain getting up on his knees to whack him with the long sleeves of his own sweatshirt and a cute little pout. “Sugar-pie, honey-bunch-!”

“Oh, don't you dare!”

“You know that I love you!” He croons, opening his arms wide and with the assistance of his own long legs, bullies Rain right into his embrace, peppering him with kisses. “Just can't help myself, whenever I'm around you.”

Rain receives his affection with a flat face and no reaction, crossing his arms and making unhappy little noises until Swiss manages to heave them both up back on the couch. Rain flops over on his back, still not looking at him. Swiss’ tail wags happily as he settles his body weight on top of him, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek as he brackets his arms around him.

“I said I just can't help myself…” he finishes, flicking the tip of his nose. “Whenever I'm around you.” Rain is not amused if the scowl on his face is anything to go by. Swiss kisses that unhappy curve of his lips, brushing a stray curl off Rain's cheek. “You're cute when you scream.” He says softly.

“I'm always cute.” Rain corrects acidly, purposefully avoiding eye contact. Swiss chuckles, nips at his lower lip and kisses him. Sweet and chaste at first but when Rain's mouth opens to sigh, he takes the chance and licks inside in the way he knows makes his Rainy baby's tummy swoop. Fingers tangle in his soft curls, run down his neck to feel the race of his pulse and soon he's kissing Swiss back. Loops his arms around Swiss' neck and hooks a leg around his waist.

It doesn't take much more than that to get his cock to fatten up in his sweats. He's got his pretty little water ghoul gasping and arching into his touch, wearing his sweatshirt and murmuring his name. It'd make a saint go bad and Swiss is no holy idol on a pedestal. His head tips back as he starts a slow grind, right into the meeting of Rain's thighs and the softness of his folds under his leggings. Swiss doesn't think he's wearing underwear and the thought makes him leak.

“You can't be serious.” Rain huffs in disbelief, but rocks his hips up in a heavy counter rhythm to make each crush of their bodies feel that much better. “Someone just died on the TV.”

“Ain't watchin’ the TV.” Swiss chides, gripping Rain's waist to guide him, starting a thrusting pace they're both intimately familiar with. “M watchin’ you .” He pets over the fabric, finds the shape of his labia and nudges them apart so he can rub the dark head of his cock up and down his parted lower lips as Swiss covers the protests made by the upper pair. He knows which one is telling the truth about what Rain wants. This one is drooling, soaking a little patch into his leggings already. He pushes to test the heft of his cock against the weave of the leggings, rewarded with the bump of Rain's clit and lower, the way his hole winking on the other side, trying to entice his cock in. Heedless of the barrier in place, it wants him in, bad. Rain moans, deep and pleasured as Swiss kisses his neck but as the humping grows more frantic, so does Rain. Rolling his head around, wiggling his hips. Batting at Swiss as he wheezes, looking tense.

“My Rainy gonna cum already?” Swiss asks with a teasing lilt. “Just from this? I'm not even inside you yet baby, can’t you wait til I am?”

“N- oh !” He squeaks, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over. “Swiss, we can't!”

“We both want to.” Swiss says. He can already picture the indents in his soft skin that the elastic waistband of the leggings always leave. Thinks about how he's gonna mark Rain up worse than that with bruises that'll take ages to fade. “Lemme in beautiful, lemme make us feel good.”

“There's no…” Rain hesitates. Still so shy after how long they've been together. “Swiss, you know I can't, not without protection.”

“I'll pull out, babe. Promise.” He punctuates the statement with a sneaky hand up the sweatshirt, cupping his breast and thumbing over a nipple. Rain’s hesitation doesn’t do anything to kill his libido; if anything, his cock only flexes extra hard in his sweats.

“Yeah, right.” Rain scoffs, which is an insult to the work Swiss is trying to do here. He'll worm his way in though, of that he has no doubt. He knows how much Rain likes to fuss for special attention. It might as well be foreplay to him at this point.

“Can't you be happy with a handjob?” Rain pleads when Swiss rucks his sweatshirt up, showing off his pretty tits and tickles his tummy just above the waistband. Swiss hums a negative, shaking his head. Rain's getting wetter and wetter with each dirty slide of their bodies and Swiss isn't going to settle for a dry handy.

“My tits,” he offers next, cupping then invitingly, the soft flesh spilling over his fingers and while it's more tempting it's still not what Swiss wants. He shoves his hand down Rain's leggings, circles his slippery clit with a cruel and loving touch. Rain whimpers and arches into it. Swiss plants his face in Rain’s soft chest, purring as he rubbed back and forth over his cleavage.

“My mouth?” He drags Swiss’ head up by the horns so they can kiss and Rain can show off how clever he is with his tongue. When they pull apart, Rain looks desperate. Swiss blinks at him, slow and sleepy, wide grin spreading over his face as he shakes his head. “It’s the same thing Swiss, just let me suck you off.” Rain pleads when he realizes how screwed he is. “You can cum on my face if you want.” The thought makes his stomach curl with lust, imagining ropes of his pearly cum streaking Rain’s pretty face. He hates it; which is why Swiss loves it.

“Ah, but then I couldn't kiss you when I cum.” He says sweetly, dipping lower to slide two fingers in, nice and easy. The leggings practically come down of their own accord between Swiss trying for a better, less ache-inducing angle and Rain's struggle to try to get away. “I know that's your favorite part.” His fingers curl strategically, hitting Rain's favorite spot and making the water ghoul swear, rolling his hips down into it. He’s gotta make it good for his Rainy too, what kind of boyfriend would he be otherwise? “Plus, I know you wanna cum too. I know my princess is never happy with just fingers.”

He picks up the pace, drawing out lewd, wet noises as Swiss fingerfucks him. Rain writhes, riding his hand like a seasoned whore, body betraying his mind. This is Swiss’ favorite part. Sometimes he thinks about keeping Rain like this forever. Just aware enough to deny it, but so well-kept, well-fucked enough that Swiss could slip in anytime he wanted. Maybe loan his holes out to the others if he felt generous enough.

“I can cum like this, Swiss, just let me blow you-”

“Oh, I know you can…” Swiss tells him. “Which is why I won’t let you.”

His fingers stop. Rain hisses, grinds down as he trembles. He’s so easy but Swiss can play him like a fiddle, drawing the note out until it’s just the faintest quiver in the air and Rain’s sagging as his pleasure slowly dwindles down despite his best efforts to reach his peak.

“Just the tip?” he asks cheekily and Rain cracks an eye open to scowl at him.

“ Hate you.” he whimpers.

“Love you.” Swiss croons. What he’d really love is to get his face planted between Rain’s sleek thighs, suck his little clit until he squirted all over the couch but now that he’s so close to his goal he can’t risk any interference. Next time, he thinks as he waits for Rain’s reluctant acquiescence.

“You have to pull out before you cum.” Rain tells him quietly, frowning with the internal conflict. He’s too pretty to be thinking so hard. Swiss vows to wipe all the distress off his Rainy baby’s face.

“Whatever you want me to do.” Swiss promises, all sweet, poisonous desire. Rain doesn't catch it, too busy shuffling his leggings the rest of the way off and he spreads his pretty thighs wide, fully on display. He glares somewhere off to the side as Swiss coos in admiration, taking his fingers out to pet at the soft, vulnerable skin, smearing his slick around until it shines.

Damn, Swiss really wants to eat him out now. But his cock hurts more than his tongue ever could and Rain has his eyes screwed shut like he can't bear the sight of Swiss' smug grin.

“Aw baby,” he croons, sliding up tight to Rain’s body. “Won't you let me see the look in those gorgeous eyes when I push in?” Rain cracks one eye open, baleful and suspicious. Swiss just grins, tugs down his waist and to let his fat cock spring free, smack at his pussy with the heavy weight of it.

“Does it feel hotter?” He breathes, smushing the blood-dark tip of it over Rain’s cunt, reveling in the way the little hole kisses and suckles, desperate to get him inside. “You’re so wet with nothing the way, sweetie…”

His mouth falls open with a quiet fuck as Swiss glides smoothly inside, groaning at the new feeling of Rain's body without a seal of rubber in place.

“Ooh, that's good. ” He praises, hitching deeper and deeper, inch by inch as Rain moans. “You like it? You like the feel of my bare cock?” Rain shakes his head but his cunt flexes so tight that Swiss nearly greys out at the pleasure of it.

“Oh shit, oh fuck-” Rain whines as Swiss bottoms out, voice breaking pathetically on the last syllable. “Please Swiss, please just,”

“Yeah babe.” He grunts, dragging back to see the way Rain’s slick gleams on his skin, hole already nice and creamy. Swiss can't wait to make it worse. He gets his big hands on the slender curves of Rain's waist, a perfect handhold to keep him in place as Swiss starts at a fast pace, bucking his hips in a sharp, staccato rhythm that nails the spot Rain likes best.

“So goddamn perfect.” He praises, digging his nails in, a little hurt to enhance the pleasure. Rain sings out a pretty song as Swiss fucks him right, blushing high on his elegant cheekbones, struggling to keep his eyes open, his tongue from lolling out. He's always so scared to act the slut he truly is but Swiss knows how to bring out the best in him. “Is this why you always make me wear condoms? Knew you’d like taking it raw too much?”

“Nuh-” Rain gasps as Swiss goes for his clit, the sensitive little bud turning Rain’s higher thought processes off with just a touch, a rub over the nerves. “No, Swiss please don't talk like that, please, I’m not…”

“You are ,” Swiss counters, jabbing in and holding deep, pressed so dangerously high into his body. For anyone else it would be uncomfortable but Rain rides the waves with a heady moan, hiding his face in the crook of his arm as Swiss circles his clit with the calloused pad of his finger. “But you're so scared to admit it, aren't you? Don't you know you're safe with me? Safe to be the dirty little cumslut you know you are.”

His legs are shaking, thighs jiggling as Swiss holds the pressure on his sweet spot, works his clit without mercy.

“You want it deep and raw, you want me to squirt right into your pussy.” He breathes, enthralled with the way Rain's tits look. He leans over, gives one rosy nipple a kiss before trailing up to his mouth. Rain pants and Swiss licks in, steals the air from his lungs and replaces it with more filth.

“Fill you up hot.” He continues, letting Rain feel the heat of his balls rest against his perineum. “So you can cum again to the way it feels dripping out.”

And then. He stops. Pulls away; from his sinful mouth, his plump clit and draws out, groaning at the sight of the creamy ring at the base of his cock. Rain panics, tries to urge Swiss close again with stupid, stuttered pleas; arms going around Swiss' shoulders to keep him where he's at, keep at least the tip inside and Swiss makes another deep noise at the way Rain's body tries to lure him back home.

“What are you doing,” Rain asks frantically, peppering his face with urgent little kisses. “Don't go, I’m so close, I need to cum so bad-”

“No.” Swiss says, firm despite the strain in his voice. “No baby, so’m I and if you cum, I'm not pulling out.”

Rain wails softly in despair, scooting closer to Swiss to kiss him so hard and clumsy they clack teeth. He's vibrating with need, mins gone in his desire to feel good and so lost to the way Swiss kisses him back that he doesn't notice the curve of the wicked smile even when it's right in front of him.

“Say you want it, baby.” Swiss murmurs as Rain cups his jawline in his cool palms, laying his lips to the corner of Swiss' mouth. “Say what you want and I’ll get back inside.”

“No…” Rain says, choked. “Don't make me.”

“Don't make you cum?” Swiss asks cheekily. “You're too spoiled for denial, and I'm just too whipped to say no, you know?”

He nuzzles at sweaty skin, kissing the faint pulse going wild at his temple. Let me cum inside , he mouths against it, regardless if Rain understands it or not.

“You can't ,” Rain begs, sounding like he's about to cry. “Don't cum in me, Swiss. What if I get pregnant?”

“It's not like I'll be able to knock you up again.” Swiss murmurs. “Not right away, at least.”

“Swiss!” Rain cries, batting at him and that's about as much as Swiss wants to deal with.

“You want it.” He growls, taking Rain by the shoulders, shoving him down into the couch. He looks up at Swiss with eyes that shine with tears, even as his legs fall whorishly open. “Your body wants it, stop letting your brain ruin it for you.”

He takes the plunge. Gives Rain his full length on the first slide back in and grins wildly at the squeal it earns him. His fingers find Rain’s clit again, taking up the rhythm from before and soon Rain can't even shake his head in denial anymore, just lets it fall as he moans in tormented delight, hands flying to cover his mouth.

“You’ll learn.” Swiss pants, staring him down. “You’ll lose the fear eventually. Or you can start liking anal, that won't get you pregnant. Best of both worlds.”

He punctuates the statement with a slap on the ass and Rain whimpers, tightens up that much more.

“I do like the idea of knocking you up though.” He goes in for a soft kiss, a bit of sweetness to balance out the rough treatment this time. “And I think you do too. Go on baby, show me how much you love me. Tell me how good I make you feel, yeah?”

He lovingly pries Rain’s hands away from his mouth so he can sing pretty again; high, girlish uh-uh-uh’s, indistinguishable from sobbing that blend together to to a thin cry as Rain freezes, body going stiff and cums, long and hard. Swiss doesn't let up in his clit, watching the way he goes from right to squirmy, jolting and wriggling to get away.

“That's it.” He soothes, “Oh, you love cumming on this bare dick, don't you baby? Get ready… it's got somethin’ real special to give you.”

Rain starts shaking his head again, planting at Swiss' chest to push him off but it's too late; his balls draw up tight, his cock flexes hard and he cums pressed right up against Rain’s cervix, shooting his load right where it counted the most.

“So good.” He moans, just to hear the noise of despair Rain makes as Swiss fills him up, ignoring his denials. “Never letting you put a condom on me again, baby.”

He doesn't pull out. Wants to keep it all inside, let Rain soak it all up and swim in his shame. The poor little thing is too fucked out to even cringe as Swiss collapses on top of him, sweaty skin to sweaty skin and they both float in the afterglow.

“I love anal.” Rain announces after a few moments, sounding out of breath. “Where did that come from.”

“Uh, my dick?” Swiss offers, rubbing his face over Rain's beautiful tits again. The water ghoul exhales and runs his long fingers through Swiss' curls, scratching at his scalp. He starts purring, happy that Rain is happy.

“I’ll allow it.” He says with exaggerated grace.

“Thank you.” Swiss says meekly, and they both snicker. Something wet writhes against the skin of his waist and Swiss props himself up to see his favorite thing in the world.

“Surprised it didn't come out to play earlier.” He remarks, teasing at the bud between Rain’s folds, now ever so slightly longer.

“I’ll admit it wasn't easy.” Rain murmurs as his tentacle pushes itself out of the sheath, almost shy. Swiss coos at it and lets the appendage coil around his fingers as Rain sighs. He rubs a thumb over the width of it, careful to avoid the tip, which is always more sensitive after Rain uses it as a clit.

“Hi beautiful.” Swiss says, giving it a friendly squeeze. “Daddy missed you.”

“Call yourself Daddy around me again and you’re dry for a month.” Rain threatens. There's no real bite to it, he's just being sassy. Swiss grins, eager to needle him some more.

“ Papa missed you so much.”

“Swiss, I swear to fucking Asmodeus-!”

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Manifested going to 🇦🇪 (Dubai and Abu Dhabi)

(A success story part 1/2)

Last year, I put Dubai on my vision board/manifestation list and let myself experience luxury in my imagination. I had no idea how I would make it to 🇦🇪 but I believed in my imagination better than anything.

Due to my SC being high and me knowing that I am VIP, I was also treated as a VIP wherever I went

Throughout 2023, I kept saying how much I deserved to be in Dubai, and well, in February of 2024, it got externalized in the best way possible.

I went through specific and very interesting circumstances, but in the beginning, I was faced with challenges, but of course, I persisted no matter what. Personally, I am very stubborn and don't accept "no" as an answer from my 3D.

Some things I was also able to manifest while in Abu Dhabi and Dubai

- free rides

- new connections

- free dinner

- gifts and discounts

- a free drink

- had 2 different places to stay for free (so I didn't pay for hotels)

- a free pass to the lost chamber aquarium (Atlantis the palm)

- saw Burj Khalifa + was in Dubai Mall etc etc

- the privilege to be inside the BAPS Hindu Mandir temple when many people weren't allowed to go inside. Also , the prime minister of India, the head of the entire BAPS temple, and the King of Abu Dhabi were all there that day

And many more

I am truly blessed to be living and experiencing all of these things

I am currently enjoying my other manifestation in Sharlm el Sheikh (again, a trip that I didn't need to pay for), but I will make a separate post about it

[coffeeghoulie]

wrote most of this at the laundromat waiting for my clothes, enjoy some incredibly domestic swissalps

There's a clang, and bright laughter behind him, and Mountain doesn't quite mind that he hit his antlers on the bottom washer knowing that it made Swiss laugh.

He groans, straightening and rubbing his temple, turning to glare at the multighoul, cheeks flushed. There's no heat in it, not when he's not really hurt, just his pride. Swiss's laughter is contagious, fangs flashing in the dingy fluorescents of the Abbey laundry room. It's in the basement, the opposite side of the building than the ghoul den, and the ghouls draw straws as to who makes the trek with everyone's dirty laundry once a week. This week, it's him and Swiss hauling clothes and detergent and dryer sheets.

"Stop laughing," Mountain cackles, shutting the washer door and hitting the start button. Cirrus's clothes start spinning, the barrel filling with water and soap.

"But it's funny," Swiss says, hipchecking Mountain affectionately as he pours detergent into a load of Aeon's laundry. A lot of stolen hoodies, a lot of mismatched socks. "You're alright, though, maple?"

"Yeah, I'm good," Mountain confirms, reaching up to the washer above the one he hit his head on, that chimes as it finishes a cycle, Rain's clothes ready to be sorted onto the drying rack or thrown into the dryer.

There's music playing, a radio station that neither of them really listen to, but some of the Siblings like. Other than that, they fall into a meditative silence, moving between the washers and dryers lining each wall, working on getting ten ghouls' worth of laundry done.

"You ever try not to get dirt on your overalls, big boy?" Swiss teases, holding up said overalls. They're grass-stained at the knees, and the rest of them are more brown than blue denim.

Mountain snorts, shakes his head. "You try working in the greenhouse with ten other ghouls to grow enough to feed the Abbey. You're a little Earth, why don't you come down and join us? Eventually you'll stop caring so much about a little dirt."

Swiss rolls his eyes, tossing the overalls into a washer. "You know I'm more fire than anything, edelweiss," he says, finishing unloading Mountain's laundry into the barrel, pouring detergent into the little tray on top. "It's why I'm so hot," he waggles his eyebrows, play-seductive.

Mountain throws his head back, brushing the auburn waves that escaped from his bun out of his face. "If I had a nickel for every time you've used that specific pick up line since I've met you, I'd have enough money to buy the Abbey."

Swiss snorts, starting the washer. "It worked the first time, didn't it?"

"More like the fifth," Mountain says, tail flicking against the concrete floor as Swiss wraps his arms around his waist, standing up on the pads of his feet to hook his chin over Mountain's shoulder. Mountain leans back, careful not to hit Swiss with his antlers or cut himself on Swiss's horns, and rubs his cheek against his braids.

"Still worked though," Swiss purrs into Mountain's ear. It flicks, bapping Swiss on the nose, and both of them laugh.

Eventually, everyone's laundry is in a wash cycle or drying, the delicates sorted and hung up. Mountain sits down in one of the chairs tucked in the corner, setting a timer on his phone and tucking it back into his pocket. Swiss leans up against the wall of dryers, hands in his pockets. "Do you think we have enough time to go back to the den, or is it not worth it?"

Mountain hums, thinking. "By the time we make it back, we'd probably only have five minutes before we had to come back. Don't want anybody stealing our laundry."

"Or having the good intention of switching it over but not knowing which of Dew's shirts are air dry only and we'd have to face the spitfire's wrath," Swiss jokes, and Mountain snorts under his breath.

"So, we have forty minutes to kill," Mountain breathes, leaning back against the chair, his knees drawn up, the chair too low to the ground for a ghoul with legs as long as his. "What do you wanna do?"

The song playing on the radio ends, and a ballad starts, something low and slow and steady, and Swiss pushes himself from the dryers, taking two long steps to stand in front of Mountain. His hands are outstretched, gently taking Mountain's, running his thumbs over the callouses on his palms, drumstick and garden tool alike.

"Dance with me, maple?" Swiss asks, gently tugging, and Mountain goes, letting Swiss haul him to his feet, a warm smile on his face.

Mountain grins, leaning down to rub his cheek against Swiss's stubble. He rests his arms on Swiss's shoulders as the multighoul wraps his around Mountain's waist, playing with one of his belt loops as they begin to sway to the music. Neither of them know the words, but they sway there, waiting for the laundry.