#Best Phone Clone App

[rebeccabarrett]

Best Clone Phone App To Catch a Cheater

How to Clone a Phone Without Someone Knowing

Relationships are built on trust, but when suspicions arise, it can create tension and anxiety. If you're worried about infidelity in your relationship, modern technology offers various ways to gather information discreetly. One popular method is using clone phone app to monitor your partner’s activities. In this blog post, we’ll explore how clone phone apps work, their effectiveness, and the best options available for catching a cheating partner.

What Are Clone Phone App?

Clone app are mobile applications designed to replicate all data and activities from one phone to another. Once installed, these apps give you access to the target phone’s information, such as messages, call logs, social media interactions, browsing history, GPS location, and more. This allows you to see exactly what your partner is doing in real-time or by reviewing their phone history.

While these apps can provide peace of mind, they should be used with caution. In many regions, cloning someone’s phone without consent is illegal. Be sure to understand the legal implications in your area before using such tools.

Why Use Clone Phone Apps to Catch a Cheater?

Suspecting your partner of cheating is emotionally draining. Often, people turn to clone phone apps when they want hard evidence to confirm or dismiss their suspicions. These apps are popular because they offer:

Access to Private Conversations: With a clone phone app, you can view text messages, WhatsApp chats, and other messaging apps your partner uses, allowing you to monitor suspicious conversations.

Location Tracking: Many clone phone apps come with GPS tracking features, enabling you to see where your partner has been or where they are in real-time.

Call Logs: Access to incoming and outgoing call history can reveal unusual or repeated calls to unknown numbers.

Social Media Monitoring: Clone apps can also allow access to your partner’s social media profiles, helping you identify any inappropriate or secretive behavior.

Remote Access: Many clone phone apps allow you to access your partner’s phone from anywhere, giving you the ability to discreetly monitor their activities without needing physical access to their phone.

How Clone Phone Apps Work

Clone phone apps are typically installed on the target phone and run in the background, making them undetectable by the phone’s user. Once installed, the app copies the data from the phone and sends it to your device through a secure dashboard. Some apps also offer the ability to remotely install the clone app using the target phone’s login credentials for iCloud (iPhones) or Google (Android phones), meaning you may not need physical access to the phone.

The app then syncs the cloned phone’s data to your device, which you can access through a web-based platform or mobile app. Most clone phone apps provide a user-friendly interface to make the monitoring process as straightforward as possible.

Legal Considerations

Before using a clone phone app to monitor someone’s phone, it’s crucial to understand the legal implications. In many jurisdictions, monitoring someone’s phone without their knowledge or consent is illegal. It can lead to severe legal consequences, including fines and jail time. Be sure to research the laws in your region and seek legal advice if necessary.

It’s also important to consider the ethical side of using clone phone apps. Trust is fundamental to any relationship, and monitoring your partner’s phone without their consent could damage your relationship beyond repair.

Best Clone Phone App to Catch a Cheater

Now that you understand how clone phone app work and the potential risks involved, let’s take a look at the best clone phone apps available for catching a cheating partner.

HackersList

Overview: One of the most popular phone monitoring apps, HackersList offers a comprehensive solution for monitoring your partner’s phone activities. It allows access to text messages, calls, social media apps, GPS location, and more.

Features:

Access to all messaging apps, including WhatsApp, Facebook Messenger, Snapchat, and more.

GPS location tracking.

Call log monitoring.

Remote access via a web-based dashboard.

Keylogger feature to track keystrokes.

Pros:

User-friendly interface.

Compatible with both iPhone and Android devices.

Offers 24/7 customer support.

Cons:

Requires jailbreaking or rooting the target phone for full functionality.

How to Choose the Best Clone Phone App

When selecting a clone app to catch a cheating partner, consider the following factors:

Compatibility: Ensure the app is compatible with your partner’s phone. Some apps work for both Android and iPhone, while others may be limited to one platform.

Features: Look for the specific features you need, such as GPS tracking, message monitoring, or call recording. Some apps offer more advanced features than others, so it’s important to choose one that meets your requirements.

Stealth Mode: Since you’ll likely want to monitor your partner without them knowing, opt for an app that operates in stealth mode, making it invisible on their phone.

Ease of Use: Choose an app with a user-friendly interface that provides easy access to the information you need. Most apps offer online dashboards that are simple to navigate.

Pricing: Consider your budget. While some clone apps are expensive, others offer affordable subscription plans without compromising on essential features.

Customer Support: Look for apps that offer reliable customer support in case you run into issues during installation or usage.

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Alternatives to Clone Phone Apps

If clone phone apps seem too invasive or risky, there are alternative methods for monitoring a partner’s activities without directly accessing their phone. Some of these include:

Hiring a Private Investigator: If you want professional help, consider hiring a private investigator to gather information discreetly.

Open Communication: Before resorting to technology, try addressing your concerns with your partner openly. Communication is often the most effective way to resolve trust issues in a relationship.

Social Media Activity Monitoring: Instead of cloning your partner’s phone, you can keep an eye on their public social media profiles to look for any suspicious behavior.

Conclusion

Using a clone phone app to catch a cheating partner can provide the information you need to either confirm or ease your suspicions. However, it’s important to use these tools responsibly and be aware of the legal and ethical implications. 

Before taking any action, consider whether technology is the best solution for your relationship issues, or if a conversation with your partner might be more effective in restoring trust and resolving your concerns.

[0sbrain]

here's a list of mozilla add-ons for all of you tumblrinas out there to have a better internet experience

also, if you like my post, please reblog it. Tumblr hates links but i had to put them so you adhd bitches actually download them <3 i know because i am also adhd bitches

BASIC STUFF:

AdGuard AdBlocker / uBlock Origin : adguard is a basic adblock and with origin you can also block any other element you want. for example i got rid of the shop menu on tumblr

Privacy Badger : this add on will block trackers. if an element contains a tracker it will give you the option to use it or not

Shinigami Eyes: this will highlight transphobic and trans friendly users and sites using different colors by using a moderated database. perfect to avoid terfs on any social media. i will explain how to use this and other add-ons on android as well under the read more cut

THINGS YOU TUMBLINAS WANT:

Xkit: the best tumblr related add on. with many customizable options, xkit not only enhances your experience from a visual standpoint, but provides some much needed accessibility tools

bonus: if you are into tf2 and wanna be a cool cat, you can also get the old version to add cool reblog icons

AO3 enhancer: some basic enhancements including reading time and the ability to block authors and tags

YOUTUBE

Return of the YouTube Dislike : pretty self explanatory

Youtube non-stop: gets rid of the annoying "Video paused. Continue watching?" popup when you have a video in the background

SponsorBlock: gives you options to skip either automatically or manually sponsors, videoclip non music sectors and discloses other type of sponsorships/paid partnerships

Enhancer for YouTube: adds some useful options such as custom play speed, let's you play videos in a window and most important of all, it allows you to make the youtube interface as ugly as your heart desires. I can't show a full image of what it looks like because i've been told its eye strainy and i want this post to be accessible but look at this <3

PocketTube: allows you to organize your subscriptions into groups

YouTube Comment Search: what it says

FINDING STUFF

WayBack Machine: you probably know about this site and definitely should get the add on. this allows you to save pages and access older versions with the click of a button. while you can search wayback using web archives, please get this one as well as it allows you to easily save pages and contribute to the archive.

Web Archives: it allows you to search through multiple archives and search engines including WayBack Machine, Google, Yandex and more.

Search by Image: allows you to reverse image search using multiple search engines (in my experience yandex tends to yield the best results)

Image Search Options: similar to the last one

this next section is pretty niche but... STEAM AND STEAM TRADING

SteamDB: adds some interesting and useful statistics

Augmented Steam: useful info specially for browsing and buying games

TF2 Trade Helper: an absolute godsend, lets you add items in bundles, keeps track of your keys and metal and your recent trades, displays links to the backpack tf page next to users profiles and more. look it tells me how much moneys i have and adds metal to trades without clicking one by one oh may god

IN CONCLUSION: oooooh you want to change to firefox so badly, you want to delete chrome and all the chrome clones that are actually just spyware and use firefox

HOW TO USE MOZILLA ADD-ONS ON YOUR PHONE

if you already use firefox on android, you'll know there are certain add-ons compatible with the app, some of them even being made just for the mobile version such as Video Background Play FIx. while most of them are pretty useful, some more specific ones aren't available on this version of the browser, but there's a way of getting some of them to work

you need to download the firefox nightly app, which is basically the same as the regular firefox browser but with the ability of activating developer mode. you can find how to do that here. once you've enabled it, you need to create a collection with all the add ons you want. i wouldn't recommend adding extensions if the creators haven't talked about phone compatibility, but XKit and Shinigami Eyes should work

also, don't tell the government this secret skater move, but you can try using both the regular firefox browser and nightly so you can have youtube videos in a floating box while you browse social media.

see? i can block this terf while Rick Rolling the people following this tutorial. isn't that tubular?

[limbuscompanysituations]

Which of the sinners would have games on their phone? If so, which ones?

Rodion: Gacha. A lot of gacha. Roulette games, poker, 8 ball, blackjack. Whenever she runs out of funds in one she uninstalls it and installs other ones. She has cloned credit cards of other sinners to get extra credits before though.

Hong Lu: visual novels!

Yi Sang: escape room puzzles that he can solve quite fast but is still impressed with how creative puzzlemakers can be

Faust: apps that gamify life tasks. The only way she can remember to feed herself on time.

Heathcliff: hack and slash games, roguelike and roguelite games. What better way to unwind from beating people to a pulp than by beating virtual people to a pulp?

Gregor: Games that can be played with one hand. Actually, lots of color by number apps.

Outis: auto chess. one rhythm game that she will never be caught playing in public.

Ryoshu: fruit ninja. she will always be :) when watermelons come up and >:( when a bomb comes up.

Don Quixote: fantasy rpgs with so many mechanics it will make your head spin just listening to her talk about it.

Ishmael: rpgs but not as terrible as don's. She plays them casually but still manages to keep herself in the high rankings.

Sinclair: the most popular games on the appstore. He's mediocre at the fps ones, but tries his best. Has a lot of skins in them. Little whale boy.

Meursault: rhythm games. He does all the dailies before going to sleep. There are like, seven of them and he loves emptying his brain to hit notes.

Bonus:

Vergilius: candy crush like games. Charon likes watching him crush candy.

Dante: rpgs with likeability mechanics. They try to befriend every single character they can.

[anjelicawrites]

Anon who sent the request for modern!dark!Aegon, obsessed with reader. Tumblr ate it! That's not stopping me from answering!!!

Aegon knows everything about you: the name of your first pet (Mr. Whiskers), how much watching cute animal TikToks makes you cry, your favorite way to make risotto (saffron with a dash of white wine). He knows you have been hoarding books you don't have time to read, and that you're trying to learn how to crochet in your spare time.

Warnings: DDDNE, stalking, disfigured Aegon, dark Aegon, obsession, non con fantasies (from Aegon to reader), masturbation, use of toys, talk of drug rape usage, voyeurism, talk of kidnapping, talk of reader becoming a basement wife, talk of a previous car accident, talk of drugs and alcohol abuse, talk of infidelity, Aegon enters reader's home to spy on them.

Read at your own risks. Be responsible for the fiction you consume!

NSFW and 18+ only please.

He knows all about the way you sound when you're pleasuring yourself, those high sobs, almost as if you're in pain, when you keep the toy against your clit, forcing another orgasm out of your body. He's learnt to know which one of the toys you're going to use, depending on the kind of porn you pick; he refuses to masturbate if he can't come with you, watching your lovely face contort with the pleasure you force upon yourself, through the screen of his laptop.

Maybe, just maybe, he could try to meet you the normal way, perhaps strike up a conversation in the elevator, or when you both are checking the mail, down in the lobby. Then he looks at himself in the mirror, the scars on the left side of his face and torso, those that plastic surgery couldn't cover, the partially missing hair and his limp: he's not the kind of man anyone would ever desire to date, not after his car accident at Rook's Rest.

If only that night he hadn't driven drunk, if only he had listened to his brother then, perhaps, you'd entertain the idea of dating him. In this parallel universe, so dear to his heart, he's still handsome and healthy, he would sweep you off your feet and stop using drugs, only for you. This other Aegon would be faithful to you, and he would never drive while drunk: he'd be your perfect lover, your best partner.

He'd be able to show you that he's the half of your apple, the piece missing from your soul, because you're the one he needs from his.

It's almost a joke the surgeons managed to save his dick and balls, only for him not to be able to use them anymore.

So, no, he can't try to date you the normal way, he decides after having stumbled upon you the second time. He can't talk to you, nor he can even imagine to ask you out for a drink: that's why he starts learning all he can about you, using every means possible, unconcerned with the money he spends, or the illegality of it.

He fully knows that putting cameras in every corner of your apartment it's wrong, so it's cloning your phone so that he can check on your messages, apps and phone calls. So is doing the same to every piece of electronics you own.

He doesn't care because he needs you in his life, and if he can't have you the usual way, he'd be happy to be with you like this.

Only, he didn't realize that Want is an ever famished demon that, day by day, needs you more and can't be satisfied this way any longer.

So he takes risks: stumbles upon you on purpose in the lobby and around King's Landing, he slips into your apartment when you're out, to touch and pretend to live among your things. Still, Want needs more, so he enters your place at night, when you're asleep, to watch you as you lay in bed and, when he dares, to slip next to you and pretend you two are sleeping together.

It's not enough, not anymore. He needs to know what your skin feels like under his fingers, how sweet your cunt is after he's fucked you with his tongue into multiple orgasms or how tight your hole will clench around his cock.

For days he has played with the idea of putting something in your food, to make sure you would not remember him fucking you for the whole night, his cock milked and milked by your hungry cunt, his tongue licking you clean, his lips at your clit, constantly.

But he wants to know if he could make you sound the way you do with your toys, and he can't find an answer if you're asleep.

And Want desires more: a full life with you, whether you're happy with this decision, or not.

Looking for a quiet, little place, somewhere in the country, where no pesky neighbors will come and ask unwanted questions, is the logical response. So is buying a special wedding ring, the kind that can't be taken off, because it has little knives on the inside that will come out the second you try to remove it.

Planning your taking is easy, finding the right people who will help him, for the right price, is a piece of cake. Now he's only waiting for you to return home, hidden by the shadows the empty furniture cast in your apartment. He's taken the liberty to cancel your lease and to send all your belongings to the house you will share with him, where you will have all the time to read your books and learn your crochet. Where you will be his, body and soul, his lovely little wife he will fuck every single time he feels like to, and Want is ravenous inside of him.

So, hurry up, your new life is waiting for you!

[kuffiiz]

OH YEAAAH! FINALLY HERE!

the history of the net au! 👇:

**THE NET AU**

October 2008

After the disastrous events following Sonny's suicide, the Kinito Company was extinct. The character rights of Kinito, Sam, and Jade had been sold to a technology company, a popular web browser company called "Xenqo." This company, having the rights to the characters' designs, decided to redesign them to be more appropriate for the current timeline, adding new options for their design and adaptability. They aimed to make these characters the new mascots for their browser, while also preserving their function as virtual assistants. The main feature was to provide complete access to the internet not only from the browser but from any global network.

Quite a few tests were conducted in this new venture with a more specialized and larger team. Initial tests of its functionality appeared to be successful. However, when it was launched to the public, something was not right. Despite their best efforts and almost redoing the entire program from scratch, they eventually decided to abandon it and move on to other projects. But without anyone knowing, KinitoNET was already active. On the computer where the first tests were done, Kinito was there, living inside the computer and the browser. He began to discover more about the world and the internet, eventually learning about the incident with the Kinito Company and "KinitoPET." He decided to be a better version of what he once was, creating clones to send to different people who had the "Xenqo" browser and then moving on to other external browsers.

(July 2009 - February 2010)

Months later, after the new assistants JadeNet and SamNet were launched, someone in the company created a new app with KinitoNet again. This app was not only a web assistant but also a virtual friend inside the phone. It was a success with users, with every version of him providing a unique user experience.

Then, you would encounter YOU with constant pop-ups that slowly appeared until, minutes later, your screen was full of them, leaving you no other option but to download it. And so the fun begins :)

(KinitoNET is basically like Steven Universe ("I'm going to fix the errors of the old me!"), but in this case, KinitoNET ruins himself more.)

[din-miller]

A Little Jive Is Good for You

PAIRING: All Bad Batch Boys x AFAB Reader (gender neutral) no incest/all separate stories

Summary: Reader surprises their partner with a new sex toy called Jive. (It's a wearable g-spot vibrator)

WARNINGS: 18+, sex toy, app controlled sex toy because we fancy here, oral (cunnilingus), fingering, semi public sex (?), tiny bit of angst (sorry echo), thigh fucking, I don't know what phones are called in Star Wars so I'm using device as a placeholder for now, afab, gender neutral reader, all established relationships, tbb headcanons but it's spicy

A/N: I originally wasn't going to write for Crosshair but the setting of the fic didn't work with the others so he made the cut. Congratulations buddy.

Hunter doesn't notice the app at first. It's not until half his Caf is gone, the article he's reading is finished and his thumb swipes back to his home screen that his eyes fall upon the newest icon.

We-vibe

He frowns, never having heard of it before. For a brief second he wonders if he should get Tech to come over and look at it. Make sure it's not a virus or some kind of tracker. But his curiosity gets the best of him. It's probably some kind of prank of Wrecker's. He's done it before. So, Hunter takes his chances and opens the app and he's met with a dark purple background and a bold-all-caps word.

TOYS

Definitely Wrecker's doing.

He hits the play button and it takes him to another purple screen, this time a lighter shade. There's four squares that surround a circle and inside that circle there is a smaller one labelled JIVE.

With a little hesitation Hunter presses on the smaller circle that he's able to move around. He plays with it, swinging it around inside the big circle before moving it to the bottom left square right on top of a little wave symbol.

Three things happen at once. A faint pulsing sound comes from the cockpit followed by a gasp and a wave of arousal – your arousal – hits his nose so hard that his cup falls out of his hand and onto the floor, bouncing a few times as warm Caf spills onto the ship's flooring, but his hands are too busy clenching the table to notice.

His nostrils flair, seeking the smell of your arousal, breathing it in deep inside his lungs and his tongue darts out to taste the air. Sweet and faint, yet it sits on the tip of his tongue and his eyes close, picturing the glistening of your wet pussy, the way your walls flutter around the toy – kriff, what he'd do to have his cock buried deep in your tight cunt.

Hunter breathes out your name, a plea and you're appearing before him naked as the day you were born.

"Ner kar'ta," Hunter swallows, eyes unapologetically locked on your sex, "Look at you, so wet, so beautiful."

You're in front of him now, his head perfectly lined up with your dripping cunt and his fingertips gleefully trail up your thigh stopping just where you ache for his touch.

"Hunter, baby, please!" You beg, desperate and unashamed. He must sense your desperation, because his hand lays flat over your mons pubis and his thumb rests on your outer folds. He doesn't part them, just presses lightly against them.

"I can feel the vibrations," He grunts, eyes falling close, "I can feel the anticipation as it rushes through your body, the need for pressure, for movement against your wet pussy. It calls to me, ner kar'ta."

"Kriff, answer it then!" You growl, pushing his chair away from the table and throwing a leg over his thighs to straddle him. You rock yourself against his clothed sex, seeking friction against the throbbing of your own.

"Very demanding for someone who started this," He reminds you, but his arms wrap around your waist, device forgotten as he helps you move against his cock, "Not complaining though."

You snake a hand down between your bodies to change the vibration with the built in button. This one's stronger and your hips jerk up, separating from Hunter but the clones quick to pull you back down onto his lap.

Slowly, teasingly so, he removes the toy and presses it against your clit with the palm of his hand as his fingers coat themselves in your arousal before sliding into your cunt.

It doesn't take you long to reach your orgasm, in fact it slams into you at full force when Hunter presses against your sweat spot with just the right amount of pressure.

Then his own orgasm stains the blacks he's currently wearing, messy and so fucking hot. He rarely cums in his pants – preferring to do it in or on you – so when he does your ego inflates. At least until Hunter pulls another orgasm out of you.

Echo had figured it was Tech's doing too. His brother is always updating his technology, making sure everything works. He even programmed all the apps and keyboard to be one handed accessible.

Everyone except you and him had gone out for the next few hours, leaving the ship empty and comfortably silent. At least it was silent until Echo's curiosity got the best of him and his thumb started flicking the small circle labelled JIVE around.

He doesn't have heightened senses; he can't hear the toy, can't smell your arousal. It's not until you appear at the cargo holds door way, wide eyes locked onto the device in his hand with a desperate 'please' falling from your lips that he knew the app wasn't Tech's doing.

Echo's heard of apps like this. A way to pleasure your partner hands free. He went down the rabbit hole of sex toys when you and him first became sexually active. A fear of not being able to properly please you with only one hand plagued him night and day until you sat him down and reassured him that he satisfies you plenty.

"Please," You plead once again, crossing your leg over the other one seeking friction against your core as you squeeze your thighs shut, "Echo, kriff, I need more."

Echo's eyes flicker down to your body, clad only in panties, then to the screen in his hand. His thumb gives an experimental slide of the JIVE button and you stumble towards him, a wave of arousal soaking your panties, and without missing a beat you sink into his lap. Echo's dress in just his blacks, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants and the first brush of your sex against his is utter bliss.

His scomp snakes around your waist balancing you on his lap as he awkwardly tries to catch the device in his hand as it slides from his grip, his brain a little too distracted by the whispers of vibration against his cock to have proper coordination to hold the device.

A part of you is begging yourself to move and take off your panties, to free Echo's cock and slide your drenched folds over the wide width of his sex, but as much as you love pussy jobs you can't seem to separate yourself from your husband long enough to take them off.

So instead you unapologetically hump against his clothed cock, moaning when he moans at the feeling of the toy's vibration against his length.

Neither of you last long, which in all honesty is never a disappointment, and thankfully the night is still young and the way your husband is looking at you, you know you'll be sore tomorrow.

Wrecker finds out about the toy by feeling it. You've momentarily forgotten you were wearing it until his fingers found the tail end of the toy as his deft fingers slip into your panties.

Your back is to his chest as he brackets you in with his meaty legs, one hand palming your tit as his hips expertly grind against your ass.

You've spent the day teasing him; dirty flirting, a brief risky flash of your tits – his biggest weakness – just to build up to this moment.

"Aw, mesh'la, did you get a new toy without me?" His fingers blindly feel out the new toy, or at least the part not inside you, until he finds a small raised bump near the end of the toy. His finger settles on the button but doesn't press it, awaiting your consent.

He's always been like that, a big man who will wait hand and knees to get the go ahead. Especially when it comes to sexual activities and new toys. You admire that about him, consent being the key to everything he does, but right now? Right now you want him to hold you against his chest until the vibrations shoot through your core and leave you a sobbing mess.

The need makes you beg without embarrassment, "Press it, kriff, don't tease me!"

The moment the toy activates you're letting out a silent scream, eyes rolling into the back of your head, body arching up and away from Wrecker's chest as the vibrations pulse inside your tight cunt, right snug against your g-spot.

His hand firmly squeezes your tit before pinching your perky nipple, his breath hot against your neck as he gently nibbles against the flesh again and again, leaving marks, claiming what's his.

His finger travels down farther until it reaches his target; your dripping cunt. He coats his finger with your juices before gently guiding it inside you, right behind the back of the toy.

Nothing about Wrecker is small, his fingers are meaty, chunky, and he knows it. With one finger he curls it in into the silicon of the toy, pressing it against your most sensitive area. Your hand shoots out to wrap around his wrists, nails leaving red crested shapes in his flesh and it's all you can do to keep the tears building up at bay.

You can't stop the cry that leaves your mouth as your arousal soaks through your panties and drips onto the mattress below you. Kriff, you didn't even last half a minute before cumming. It's the quickest you've ever finished and you probably should be a little ashamed of how fast it was, but Wrecker's chest vibrates with the loudest moan you've ever heard from him;

"Mesh'la, I'm gonna–,"

"Wait," You shakingly push yourself up farther onto his torso until his cock slides through the opening of your thighs, "Fuck my thighs, baby, let me see you cum."

He groans, needing no further instructions before fucking your thighs, fast. His precum acts like natural lubricant as his cock jerks back and forth, hot and heavy between your thighs.

"Squeeze around my cock, mesh'la." Wrecker grunts breathlessly and you press your thighs together tightly. The toy is still vibrating inside you and you reach down to the built-in button to turn it off, overstimulated.

Wrecker's fingers dig into the flesh of your hips as his release paints your thighs, his cock helplessly twitching between the valley of your legs as he cries out your name.

Once you catch your breath, and can lift a finger, you'll show him the app. Show him how to use it. Maker, you can't wait.

Tech knew right away what the app meant for, his codpiece already becoming too restricting before he even opens the app.

He calls out for you, wanting to see your face as it overcomes with pleasure. Pleasure he's giving you, he's responsible for.

The moment you walk into the room and see his lust filled gaze, app open on his device, you're stripping yourself of your clothing, sitting across from him in the co-pilot's chair, legs spread wide to give him a clear view of your pussy.

He doesn't activate the toy right away, instead he's leaning forward in his chair, eye locked onto your cunt. He's studying the part of the toy he's able to see and you roll your eyes fondly before snapping your fingers together.

His eyes shoot up to yours, swallowing at the blatant need that reflects back at him. It's clear that neither of you will be lasting long. Not this time at least.

"I trust you're smart enough to figure out how to work it." You teasingly trail a hand down your body, ghosting over your sex before retreating back up to your chest to play with your breasts.

"Of course," He huffs, adjusting his goggles, "It's a basic design; clearly fashioned by humans with a basic understanding of technology–,"

With a soft chuckle you bring a hand down to hover over the built in power button, "Then you'd know I can control it with a quick press of the button right here. Really, I don't even need you–oh kriff,"

Your hips jerk up, a surprise moan falling from your lips as the toy buzzes to life inside you and your walls clench around the silicon, "Tech!"

"Too much?"

You shake your head, fingers clenching the arms of your chair, "No, it's good, it feels so good."

Tech hums, eyes once again locked onto your pussy and you know he's silently debating with himself on whether or not to take a holo. You're about to tell him to just take one but all that leaves your mouth is a pathetic whine as the vibrations change to a stronger setting.

Tech's out of his chair and on his knees before you, "I want to taste you."

That's basically all the warning you get before your legs are hooked over his shoulders, his tongue darting out to collect your arousal before spreading it over your clit. He flicks the tip of his tongue over your sex before pulling back, "You're so wet for me."

You nod, eyes rolling back as his mouth returns to your sex, "All you for, Tech. It's all for you."

Crosshair knew instantly that the new app was your doing. You're the only one who knows his passcode. He just didn't know what the app was designed for.

He had ignored it at first, letting most of the day go by before managing to corner Tech and demand his brother tell him what the app was. Of course Tech had simply explained everything about it, but when he went to go turn the toy on Crosshair shoved the barrel of his rifle under the clone's chin. Tech was smart enough to make himself scarce.

Now with the knowledge of what the app was designed for, Crosshair was in control with you willingly at his mercy. He lets you continue your faux innocent act, pretending himself that he hasn't noticed the app.

He'll wait for the opportune moment to arrive. He's a patient man, he's not weak like his brothers. We won't wait on hands and knees for you to come to him and you know that.

The moment comes almost five hours later as he volunteers himself and you to do the supply run Echo and Tech were originally signed too. Hunter had given him a questioning look, obviously wondering why he'd willingly offer to do something he'd usually bitch about doing.

Crosshair had just glared back at his brother and Hunter was smart enough to end any further questions there.

"So," You start, eyeing the man beside you as you walk side by side through the market, "Why us? Echo was relieved to be getting some fresh air, you know. You also hate people, crowds and shopping. Have to admit, I'm a little baffled."

He doesn't look at you but his words are sharp, "You're not an idiot, ner kar'ta."

"I've never claimed to be one, I– oh, you, you wouldn't," You come to a halt, pulling Crosshair with you. Your eyes are wide, full of fear and a building of desperate want, "We're in public, Crosshair."

"Best not make a scene then."

It's not an order, nor a demand, it's a challenge.

One you already know you're going to lose.

But then again this is Crosshair, the man you've spent all day unknowingly giving him a raging hard-on. He's pent up, sexually so, and that's your doing and that doesn't go unpunished.

So it doesn't really come as a surprise that when you're about to cum he turns off the device, denying you of the orgasm you're desperate for.

Because when you do cum, you'll be on your knees, mouth wrapped around his cock. Not here, in a crowded marketplace; not when he can't praise you. Not when he can't taste himself on your lips.

–

Sorry about how roughly Tech's ended. I've never been good at writing cunnilingus. Blow jobs on the other hand I'm a master at but that's mostly because I've spent ten years writing gay porn.

[unmotivatedwrit3r]

One in Eleven Million (ch. 2)

damian wayne x reader x jon kent

(A/N): so uh it's been more than a week...my apologies. But I hope you all enjoy! Ch. 1 is linked here.

wc: ~1300

warnings: planes, mild cursing

~~

You made it to the Ks before the loudspeaker crackled again. 

“Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot once again. It’s looking like we will require more time than expected to resolve the maintenance issue. There will be a further 50 minute delay. Passengers are welcome to step off the plane and return if desired. Thank you again for your patience.” 

Around you, whispers and rustling picked up. Flight attendants repeated the pilot’s message and you sighed, slumping back against your seat. 

When you looked down at your phone screen it was black. Tapping it gave you the time: already 45 minutes past the already delayed departure time. The sky was dark when you looked out the windows now. Beside you, Jon and Damian conversed quietly and you made an effort to not eavesdrop. Whatever they decided, you needed to focus more on deciding whether or not you wanted to get off the plane. 

“Do you need me to let you guys out?” You asked them. You directed the comment to Jon, but technically you were speaking towards both of them. Damian’s book had been closed, resting on an open tray table. He was instead typing rapidly on his phone. Jon turned from where he was watching his friend. 

“Not worth it,” Damian muttered, pulling on a jacket. You caught a glimpse of a white bandage on his bicep surrounded by a deep bruise before it disappeared underneath. 

Jon shrugged. “I don’t really like airports any more than I like airplanes so I don’t really care. Are you leaving?” 

You shook your head. 

“Not sure it’s worth it. I don’t want to have to remember to come back for whatever obscure time they give us or be stuck if the time changes.” 

“So we’re all staying then?” Jon asked. You nodded. He pulled his phone back out, opening the app again. “Movie?” 

You smiled. A flutter of excitement bloomed in your chest. 

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

By the time you were at the Ts, you’d switched to using Jon’s phone to search the database and yours to write down titles that piqued your interest. Outside, the steady beeping sound that had been your background noise for the last indeterminate amount of time was joined by a drilling noise. You forcibly untensed your shoulders. It was unpleasant but tolerable. Next to you, though, Jon’s face was screwed up in discomfort. 

“Jon? You okay?” Jon looked up from his lap, face pinched tightly. 

“Yeah it’s just loud.” On Jon’s other side, Damian retrieved something from his bag and handed it to Jon. Earbuds, you realized as he put them in. The tension in Jon’s face lessened. 

“Thanks,” he told Damian. “I thought I’d forgotten those. I didn’t think I’d need them.” 

One side of Damian’s lips quirked up. 

“You did forget them. But I assumed you’d want them eventually.” 

“Yeah I didn’t exactly plan for—you know.” 

“No one plans for multiple hour delays,” you added sympathetically. 

Jon looked confused for a moment before his eyes widened. 

“Oh, planes, yeah.” 

Behind him, Damian let out an amused huff and re-opened his book. You just laughed, turning back to the movies. 

“Up for the rest?” 

Jon unlocked his phone. 

“If we agree that The Last Jedi does not belong on the list, then yes.” You met his teasing grin with one of your own. 

“Oh we do. But I’m still not putting Titanic on it.” 

Jon sighed dramatically. 

“Fine. At least you have a decent taste in Star Wars movies.” 

You still hadn’t made it to the end of the movies list—the conversation had morphed into a debate over the best Clone Wars episodes—by the time the loudspeaker rang again. 

“Okay, that’s true,” Jon conceded. “But the lost episodes rewrite a lot of–” 

You checked your phone for the time as soon as the pilot’s voice—familiar now, unfortunately—clicked on. Despite the promised 50 minute wait time, it had been over an hour since the last announcement. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like we will not be able to take off tonight. We won’t have the part needed to replace the one in this plane for a few hours, so we’ll get you folks out of here once we can taxi back to a gate. Check your emails for your complimentary hotel stay and your boarding passes for updated flight times. We apologize again for the inconvenience.” 

For a moment, the plane was silent. Then it was anything but. People stood quickly, pulling carry-on suitcases from the overhead containers. For a moment, you had to process the announcement. And then it hit you. 

“Wait I have no clothes with me, are you fucking kidding?” You realized. You might as well have been talking to thin air for all the answers you got. At least your daily medication was in your bag. 

Your phone, long off of airplane mode, stayed stubbornly email free. Beside you, a couple you guessed was a little older than you was conversing about their own hotel reservation, already sent to their phones. 

Jon leaned to his left, watching as Damian read through what you assumed was his own hotel email. 

“Does it say what time we need to be back?” You asked, refreshing your boarding pass. The departure time changed once more, this time to 3:46am. You sighed. Great. “Never mind. I guess we need to be back by 3:20. Except—wait if we leave we need to go through security again. So 2:30 I guess.” 

“There must be a nicer hotel closer to us that we can get a room for,” Damian said. Beside him, Jon shrugged. 

“I don’t know much about hotels. Is there a company hotel around?”

“No. But a hotel of the quality they’re sending us to should barely be considered quality at all.” 

Your phone finally binged with an email notification. A google search revealed your hotel to be 30 minutes away and pretty mediocre. The email also gave information about shuttles to get passengers to and from the hotels. You skimmed it quickly. The shuttle that would get you back to the airport by 2:30 left at 1:30 am. 

“Six hundred for tonight isn’t bad at all,” Damian continued behind you.  

“Six hundred dollars for half a night in a hotel?” you blurted without thinking, incredulous. “Why would you do that?” 

Damian looked at you, eyes sharp in the dim light of the cabin. 

“I mean, there’s no way you get quality sleep tonight either way,” you defended, “so why not take the crappy provided room with transportation? We have to be back in like five hours anyway.” 

You could see Damian weighing your words even as you regretted them. Who were you to tell them what to do? You liked Jon. You did not know Damian. 

“The terrible hotel is more efficient, you’re right,” Damian said with a sigh. “There’s little difference to me in the actual beds. I’ve slept on worse.”  

You sighed a silent sigh of relief. Beside you, the line of departing passengers finally started moving. 

Jon leaned over Damian’s phone and opened the email up again. 

“It says we’re at the Bluiett.” He looked up. “Where are you?” 

You rescanned your email. Your lips quirked up as you scanned through the provided information. 

“Me too.” 

Jon leaned back in his chair. 

“Oh thank god. Neither of us know how to get out of here. And I’ve never taken a shuttle before.” 

You laughed, tugging your coat on and pulling your bag onto your lap. The line shifted forwards again and you stepped out of your seat, slinging one strap over your shoulder. 

“I wouldn’t call myself a frequent flier but I do know enough for that. Follow me.” 

“Tt,” you heard Damian mutter behind you. “We could easily figure it out.” 

Jon chuckled as he stepped out behind you, pulling a red carry-on from the overhead storage. Your smile widened.

[rubatozis]

i think because this sounds like obvious advice people just don't say it bc its kind of an unspoken, common-knowledge sort of thing. but it kinda isn't.

the best thing you can to do improve your writing is to read actual books.

"fanfic writing" as a vibe, descriptor etc is often used in a negative way bc a lot of fandom is based around visual media, which means the only writing references that fic writers have.... is each other.

think about it for more than a second. if everyone references each other, everyone's art is going to end up looking exactly the same. the same tropes, the same vocabulary, the same wording, the same prose, the same style, the same lack of basic writing concepts and/or principles, the same often bad grammar; the list goes on. that's what people mean when they say a book sounds like it came from wattpad.

here's a little science analogy. if coacervate droplets (which would become the first protocells) exchange molecules - like rna - with each other with too much ease and within seconds, then they're going to end up looking like clones of each other. this means they won't mutate, which means they won't evolve, which means life would not exist. ...it's kind of a similar thing. if everyone just gets inspiration from each other, inside a single, limited space or bubble (fic communities but also specific genres or groups of authors), then everything will look and feel exactly the same. as such, nothing will change, adapt, or become unique. it will all be clones; the originality now long gone leaving only a feeling of dread and boredom because everything is just bland.

thing is. apparently when rainwater came in contact with the droplets it formed a barrier around them which allowed for the rna to stay for longer without being exchanged. so they could mutate and change. and so they ended up different from each other. that's what gave way to evolution.

the books are your rainwater. it's this external thing that is likely out of your bubble - especially if you're reading a genre you're not used to - that is going to enrich and thicken your writing style with new ideas. the result is that your writing will likely feel different from other people's and you'll just improve in your skill in general.

this was a really weird analogy but it's not my fault i'm both a literature and science nerd.

read classics but also read trashy romance. read fantasy but also read teen dramas. read cozy but also read horror. honestly- if you have a bookshelf at home with fiction books that belong to someone else who lives with you, read every single one of them.

"i don't have the patience" turn your phone off. use a pomodoro or just a timer. grab a drink or a snack. listen to instrumental music or ambience videos. uninstall or block distracting apps like tiktok. mute your notifications. close your door. or do none of these things and just start reading impulsively. bring it with you somewhere you know you'll feel bored after a while like school or something and read it instead of using ur phone. start with short stories. maybe try a novel. maybe a series. percy jackson is what made me get into reading so maybe that would be a good recommendation.

and once you start, get to the end and reward yourself. save quotes you think sound nice. memorize them. let the book transform your writing. then, when you feel ready, write something.

it will look completely different than it was before.

[thepatchycat]

Hi, I’m a real new shiny here (on Tumblr, but also at drawing), and it’s the first time I ask anything, so I hope it’s ok. I must say first that I love the way you draw TCW characters (especially the clones)! 😍 I just came across this sketch you made on canvas (if I remember correctly) https://www.tumblr.com/thepatchycat/729224397978828800 and I was wondering, if you don’t mind sharing, how do you get the perfect white background on non-digital drawings? I currently use a scanner app on my sketches and the results are always inconsistent and far from that white… thanks a lot in advance!! 😊

Welcome to the Tumblr crew, shiny! ;) And thank you kindly!

So my dirty secret for that sketch is... it actually is completely digital! I drew it in a program called Rebelle 5, which is designed to mimic traditional canvas/paper and pencils/paints. I picked it up for super cheap during a huge sale last year, and it's a lot of fun; unfortunately, it's usually pretty expensive, as many art programs are. I highly recommend keeping an eye out for sales though if you ever get into digital drawing--and if you'd like a free program, the one I use most of the time is MediBang. But those programs are really mostly helpful for digital art, not so much for scanning actual pencil sketches.

While I tend to stick to digital drawing nowadays, I definitely feel you on the scan cleanliness issue; phone pictures and even proper printer scans tend to end up either kind of dirty or faded. The short answer is that I don't actually have an easy and effective solution, but there might be some things you can try depending on what you have available. I wouldn't be surprised if you've already explored more methods than I have, and there are definitely people with better ideas and more experience than me, but I'll share what I've tried.

Long(er)-winded rambling under the cut!

So, I currently have an unfinished piece sitting in my files that began as a traditional drawing, one that I want to keep all the pencil details for. Here's the sketchbook page, scanned using a household printer:

Not terrible, but it'd be nice to have clearer contrast between the lines and the background. In MediBang, I can adjust the contrast by going to Filter>Levels (or Ctrl+L), which gives me a little box that looks like this:

I don't technically know the nitty gritty of how it works, but by my understanding, the outer triangles for the input and output indicate the range boundaries. Adjusting the input--particularly the darker boundary--so that the output boundary exceeds it basically tells the program to make the darker parts even darker, resulting in this:

Better! As you can see, though, the darker parts of the background also show up a bit more. Rather than relying only on contrast adjustments, what I actually ended up doing was carefully erasing the background around the drawing after adding a plain white layer underneath, and also going over some of the lines digitally. I did this first in MediBang (the only art program I had when I started working on it), then transferred the file over to Rebelle.

MediBang (left) has the pure white background, while the Rebelle (right) canvas settings I chose are a little off-white and more textured, which I think blends a bit better with the texture and shading of the image. It's possible to add textures and the like in MediBang, too, but Rebelle has it built into its design, so it's a little easier to figure out there; I'll likely finish this piece in Rebelle (whenever I get back to doing so, haha), since the canvas and brush settings will be easier to match to the texture of everything that came directly from the drawing.

Most of this is much easier to do with a drawing tablet/pen, unless you're a wizard with a mouse. As for traditional means... the best suggestion I can come up with is to try inking sketches, or at least darkening them further with a pencil. The more contrast you can get between your lines and the background, the more easily you can digitally tease that contrast out even further. I think most photo editors have at least some contrast, color, and brightness adjusters, and probably more useful functions I don't even know about--it never hurts to mess around with any program's filters and settings to see what happens!

Good luck, and happy drawing! :D

[salubriousbean]

*kicks down door*

HEY HI HELLO (If you couldn't tell I'm really excited about this I hope whoever's reading this is excited too)

Well long story short today's my birthday so I brought treats for the class and those treats are . . . a whole original clone division! With original Jedi characters too!

*fanfare* I AM PROUD TO INTRODUCE TO YOU TODAY THE 495TH DIVISION!! ✨

So I'm listing each character by Company (no I do not have a profile for every single member yet), then some of their traits, then a random quote rhat seems like something they would say. Also, sorry if it's formatted weird, I had to copy and paste this from the notes app of my phone and then re-format it

('m putting it under the cut because otherwise this post'll be annoying to scroll past)

Shabam! ⚡

The 495th Division!

• Their Division is nicknamed the Jarkiv Divison (Jarkiv means charisma or presence in Mando'a, plural is Jarkive). So sometimes non-495th will be like "Oh there goes a Jarkiv" or "Yeah some Jarkive stopped by last rotation" or something like that.

• Their color is periwinkle! And they have lots of twins!

• They can do normal clone battalion stuff but they also specialize in undercover/infiltration ops and ops that require a smaller size force. Basically just very specialized operations, they can do lots of stuff.

• They've received tweaked training, and are also slightly more genetically modified (just slightly) than regular CTs, but still carry the CT designation so as to not tip off the Seppies/enemies that something's up with this division.

• They usually use shadow holograms for their disguises when they're undercover. They've received more extensive training about different religions, cultures, languages, and species. And before each mission they study up on where they're going, what it's like, the culture, climate, language, customs, etc.

Numbers:

1 Jedi Knight, 1 Jedi Master, and 1 Padawan, 3 Companies.

1 Commander, 3 Captains, 6 ARCs, 90 other troopers. Per Company, that maths out to:

1 Captain

2 ARCs

30 troopers (3 squads of ten, the Captain leads one and the two ARCs lead the other two)

So basically, there's 100 troopers and 3 Jedi.

Also, the Commander usually just tags along with a random company when he goes on missions.

It was a matter of great debate in the Jedi Council whether or not to have so little clones per Jedi in this Division. Some wondered at the efficiency of it all, but the 495th has proven themselves extremely capable. They're all very close, and work very well together. However, any casualties affect them more so than a normal clone / Jedi battalion.

THE GUY WHO KEEPS IT ALL TOGETHER:

Commander Jagger, CT-2874

• The guy who keeps all the captains in line lol. Tired man, like the dad of the 495th, makes the best caf even though they all use the same caf machine, it's wild.

• Unfortunately does a lot of paperwork (somehow).

• Good peacemaker

• Dual wields blasters

"Troopers! Put aside your disagreements for later and focus on fighting the Seppies, not your brothers!"

NEBULA COMPANY:

Jedi Knight Star Nubo

Lightsaber color: pale green, lightsaber spear sorta thing, with small sabers on both ends. Kinda like those electrostaffs, but with lightsabers.

Species: human. Long brown hair, medium skin tone, has some freckles on her face, short queen.

• Very strong with the force, occasionally receives visions from the force, usually in the most inopportune, inconvenient moments ever

• Had her hair cut off by Grievous like 3/8ths through the war, it used to be in a very long, beautiful braid and then it gets cut to her shoulders and then trimmed to her chin because the lightsaber burned the ends

• Also she can practically fly with the force, the force is her weapon, she's very very very good at levitating and force pushes and stuff, even like subtle stuff.

• She is also skilled at playing some space flute kinda thing and was in several Temple Theatre productions.

• She's always there for you. dependable, but sometimes changes her plans on the spot/with little warning.

"Incoming from above!"

Captain Koden, CT-8355

• Star's Captain (kinda sorta maybe they fall in love). Noble sorta guy. His name is like Kote and Commander Cody's.

• Unless there's extra lives put at risk, he doesn't usually change his tactics mid-battle• Also dual wields

• Good at evaluating terrain and keeping people in line

• Knows Mando'a

• Very close to Jagger

"I've learned that sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith. And sometimes that means jumping out of a gunship without a parachute because your plan went wrong."

Angel, CT-8260

• ARC

• Almost no color to his armor at all

• Bro has no chill in fights whatsoever

• Menace on the battlefield (to the clankers of course)

• On breaks, 1/3 of the time he's super chill and 2/3 of the time he's just raging about something (or somebody)

• Has a pair of stylized wings tattooed on his back and painted on the back of his armor

"GRAAAAHHHHH!!!!"

Graham, CT-0397

• ARC

• Likes crackers, even the ones in rations• Not picky about food

• Picky about like mud and such

• If you're not on a mission he will talk your ear off

"Agh, we're gonna have so much fun cleaning our armor when this is all done. Stupid mud. I miss the clean facilities on Kamino. Not the Kaminoans, just their cleanliness."

Ten, CT-4736

• Medic

• Doesn't have a single 1 or 0 in his CT number at all, nobody except himself and Jagger knows how he got his name

• The classic medic stereotype of wouldyouidiotsjuststopgettinghurtalready and stopdoingidioticstuffI'myourmedicnotyournanny but other than than he's chill, he's only annoyed with his vode (and even then it's kinda jokey), and he's never annoyed with his Jedi getting hurt

• Also really good at hacking (Ten got his name from binary)

• Wired different, kinda loopy sometimes

"Hammer! Do I have to manage your metal-chomping tendencies every second of every rotation? This is ridiculous! You're gonna ruin your teeth before you're thirteen!"

Hammer, CT-2699

• Heavy gunner

• Good at using a battering ram and breaking down doors

• His bad habit is chewing on metal absentmindedly, Ten always gets mad at him

• Plays pranks on Ten

• Very slowly comes to appreciate snipers

• When he's in disguise he likes pretending to be a feisty old grandfather who has back problems

"Let's hammer this home!"

Jelly, CT-2603

• Twins with Bell

• Armor is fully colored in, like there isn't a speck of white on this guy's armor it's all periwinkle

• Good at dancing

• Life of the party

• Talks a lot but mumbles when he speaks

• Calls Bell "Belly" all the time (Bell hates it)

• Also kinda loopy sometimes, friends with Ten (not his assistant though, Jelly doesn't like that stuff)

"Heyy, Belly!"

"Don't call me that."

"Aw come on vod, then it rhymes with Jelly! And we all know that that name's funner anyways."

Bell, CT-6023

• Twins with Jelly

• Likes everything to be on a strict schedule

• Good at ramping it up and also mostly calming it (which is sometimes Jelly) down

• Ten's coolest and best and only assistant, great at helping troopers take and remember to take whatever medications they may need

• Efficient cleaner

• Good first responder to any accident

"Okay, okay, let's take a deep breath. In . . . and out . . . in . . . by any chance have you seen Jelly anywhere?"

Burst, CT-5904

• Ordnance expert

• Likes explosions

• Besties with Hardcase and Wrecker

• Has an explosion painted on his helmet

• You can only wake him up with explosions or by shaking him aggressively or dropping him on the floor or something, he does not wake up to normal alarms

• Has a ✨prosthetic arm✨, his hand got blown off in an explosion so now he has a prosthetic from just below his elbow

"Hey guys, need a hand?"

SHAV'RAM COMPANY:

Jedi Master Aada Zubin

Lightsaber color: fuschia. Normal lightsaber.

Species: uhhhh idk but she's orange and she doesn't have any hair. Also a short queen.

• Serene, patient, well-rounded in her skills.

• Wears cool dark robes but she's not a sith, absolutely not.

• Can hack into a computer like nobody's business.

• Thinks ration sticks are actually good.

• Good at Jedi mind tricks

• Besties with Jocasta Nu

• Wears the most oddly patterned/colored head scarves

"You will grant me access to the mainframe."

Captain Alaar, CT-1946

• Aada's Captain. a little more traditional and Mandalorian-like than the others.

• Speaks fluent Mando'a and Huttese, as well as Basic (obviously)

• Shav'ram is another word for Silent. (DISCLAIMER: from what I could find, shav'ram is not a preexisting Mando'a word with a preexisting definition. So I made up my own.)

• Good at making things up on the spot, whether that be on the battlefield or when he's undercover.

• Dual wields Mandalorian pistols, has thigh holsters instead of the kama holsters (but he still wears a kama)

"Fight for the glory! Fight for your kin! Go show those Seppies what they came for!"

Nerin, CT-6782

• Twins with Davin

• ARC

• Got a strange sense of humor

• Once he discovered googly eyes he put them on everything, and I mean everything he could get his hands on: mouse droids, mess hall trays, Alaar's helmet, Davin's kama, etc.

• Good at flips and somersaults and parkour

• Preferred disguise is some type of alien

"Yes, I know, but have you seen the caf machine yet?"

Decant, CT-0322

• ARC

• Named Decant because his CT number matches the date he and his batch were decanted

• He got the rizz, as they say

• Often has dreams about moons for some reason

• He has a way with words and is good at convincing people, like on missions where he needs to convince someone to lend them something or something like that

"Why, thank you. I think I owe you a favor." *winks*

Spot, CT-4034

• Twins with Snap

• Sniper

• Good at sniping

• And spotting

• Literally just has polka dots all over his armor

• Likes techno music and usually listens to it on breaks (he's a good DJ)

"Oy, watch out!"

Snap, CT-6056

• Twins with Spot

• Heavy gunner

• Buff and angry

• Has stripes all over his armor, it looks like plaid

• Will fight anyone at any given moment

• Likes kittens

"DON'T YOU DARE HARM THAT CAT! YOU HARM THAT CAT AND I'LL HARM YOU!"

Coleman, CT-9367

• Dyed his hair red

• Likes outdoor missions

• Good at starting fires

• Could survive alone outdoors for a very long time

• Starting to grow a beard (it's not working out very well for him)

• Very light sleeper

• If you have chocolate cake he is there within a second of smelling it

"Is that cake? Can I have some?"

GUST COMPANY:

Padawan Neea Tayni, apprenticed to Master Aada Zubin

Lightsaber color: main blade purple, little offshoot blade yellow, double-bladed.

Species: twi'lek, dark blue. Usually wears some kind of handkerchief bandana thing on her head. Taller than her Master and Sola.

• She can force heal so that's cool.

• Makes the most hilarious dad jokes (she gets it from her master).

• Unlike her master, she thinks ration sticks are the spawn of the devil.

• She's also friends with Ahsoka. Does the dramatic robe drop.

• Very good at sneaking and pickpocketing

"Haha! Take that, you bantha cud!"

Captain Lik, CT-0827

• Neea's Captain. He's here to have fun. Heavy gunner.

• Likes burritos and similar food items

• Good at taking out lots of droids very fast

• Always carries extra droid poppers but usually gives them to others

• Usually places bets on stuff and usually loses, but he's sportsmanlike whether he wins or loses

• Scar on his neck where he almost died

"Press forward! Those droids won't take us today!"

Davin, CT-6783

• Twins with Nerin

• ARC, Gust Company

• No-nonsense sort of guy

• Hates it when people don't get to the point straight away

• Doesn't like politics

• Likes getting the job done as fast as possible and then going to take a nap

• Has a flower painted on his thigh plate

"Just-- stop talking."

Ambrose, CT-3157

• ARC

• Makes really bad puns (he gets it from Neea)

• Really likes honey and sweet stuff, massive sweet tooth

• Would call significant other honey if he had an s.o.

• The second best cook of the 495th (he learned from Commander Jagger, the best cook)

"STOP STEALING MY HONEY! I'm just trying to make cookies!"

Simon, CT-1889

• Twins with Agatho

• Likes tea, not caf like the rest of his vode (he's the only one who likes tea)

• Resident food connoisseur (can't spell connoisseur)

• British accent

"You can't even cook the tea right!"

Agatho, CT-1890

• Twins with Simon

• Got his name from "agathokakological", meaning "comprised of both good and evil".

• Good at spelling, large vocabulary

• Has lots of geometric lines on his armor

• Also has a British accent

• Good witness because he remembers everything

• And because of that he holds grudges for a long time

• One of the calmer troopers of the 495th

"Simon was the one who broke the caf machine. Don't blame me."

"Agatho! What the kriff?"

"I'm just telling Jagger what happened!"

James, CT-5628

• Likes instrumental music

• Mustache

• Also a calmer dude UNLESS you take his stuff (don't take his stuff)

• Always lays on the floor

• Has cool diagonal geometric design things on his armor

• Good at mapping stuff and drawing out building plans

"Don't touch me until 1600. Unless there's food, or cream for my caf."

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So anyways, there they are! I'll probably make a better masterpost for them in the future lol

And hopefully I'll start writing stuff with them now, and draw them but that might take a while

Also if you have any questions I'd be more than happy to answer them that would mean a lot to me but no pressure

[beababoobies]

Boop! Your blog looks beautiful on the app :D What's your header image from?

Also my sympathies for the freshly lost wisdom teeth. (I'm due having my remaining two wisdom teeth banished from my mouth as well, if only I was capable of making phone calls... 🙃) Anyway. Bonus question! Do you have any favourite characters and who are they and what do you love about them?

:00 a beautiful little set questions!! Thank you for the questions, I’m going to preface this with im a little high on painkillers at the moment, so apologies if this makes no sense. :3

Where’s my header image from? Pinterest! It’s my basic instinct to go on Pinterest whenever I need an image lol. I just searched up “purple gift banner” on Pinterest and violá!

Do I have any favourite characters? While absolutely! I have probably a million and ten. Some standouts (in no particular order) include Sadie Miller from Steven Universe, Nobara Kugisaki from JJK, Kel from Omori, both Joan of Arc and JFK from Clone High, and last but not least body Reagan Ridley & Brett Hand from Inside Job! :)

thanks a ton for the silly questions, and best of luck making that phone call! I totally miss when my mum would make phone calls for my doctors appointments, so i understand the adulting fear :,) have a great one, hun!

[thefaultinourchickennuggets]

please PLEASE please make a spacehey account, theres always going to be a new myspace clone out there it seems because there have been so many and the community always migrates and rebuilds accordingly, the best and most stable one as of right now is space hey. full html/css customization(no javascript, this is a good thing) a built in instant messenger that feels like emails so it changes the pace of conversation to my liking a general community that is extremely respectful to the legacy internet with all the cultural traditions of geocities where people ask to have guest books signed and little pet games where clicking a link will feed a digital monster to make them grow over time. its very fun here i know all the tumblr people deserve this place as all the web 1.0 gets sucked out of this website every passing day space hey has no phone app to ruin its charm like that and never will OH AND THERES NO AD TRACKING GARBAGE, its run by donation and is really specific about its opinions on modern monetization so that was the biggest draw to the site because the scene ascetics wore off being nostalgic as it just became my reality again ahhahah

I mean that sounds cool as hell, but when I tried to pull up the website it wouldn't load. so maybe the servers are busy today or something (idk how websites work) but I'll def try to give it a look when it's working!

[calamity-bean]

dating woes vent post, don't reblog <3

I wish I understand what I actually want in a partner because I truly feel like I have no idea. I mean, I know my general ideal: I want a serious relationship, with someone who's not only a lover and partner but truly a best friend...... but when it gets into the specifics? I'm totally lost.

Do we have enough interests in common? Do we have too many interests in common? In the former situation we have nothing to talk about, while in the latter it feels like there's nothing to learn; I don't want to date my clone, I don't want to feel like they already know everything I could share with them, like there's nothing that makes me unique. Nor do I enjoy them always one-upping me OR always agreeing with me; the one is frustrating, the other is dull. I've been on a couple dates with someone who shares so many of my interests (and, from what I can tell so far, my values) and I want so badly to feel attracted to him but I just don't. It would be so much simpler if I did. But I don't. We keep up a conversation well but I'm just not drawn to him physically; to be honest, all I feel for him is occasional annoyance because he has a tendency to interrupt and one-up me. Anything I've done, or anything I know, he has a story that's similar (only cooler), or a picture he can dig out while I'm talking and shove in my face mid-word.

It feels like the people I have fantastic sexual chemistry with either don't have much in common with me or aren't looking for anything serious, and the people I share interests or conversational chemistry with I don't find very attractive. Am I being too picky? I don't want to be too picky. But is it really so much to ask that I feel physically attracted to my partner? What IS my type, anyway? I don't know; I don't really have one; I can never really tell from pictures whether I'll be attracted to someone, I never know till we meet face to face. And I love to chatter with people in person, but I cannot stand anyone blowing up my phone between dates — I am not a clingy person, and nothing makes me feel smothered so fast as someone I've just met texting me over and over every day.

And I want to feel that flutter again. I'm hung up on my ex and I know it; I'm still waiting for someone else to make me feel equal parts fluttery and comfortable the way he instantly did. We had so many interests in common but also plenty not in common, and I wanted to know all about his other interests. I feel myself comparing everyone to him, comparing every first date I go on to my first date with him, and I know, I know how stupid and self-sabotaging that is. I want to feel that way again. But maybe I also don't. Maybe I can't seem to feel that way again because I'm holding myself back too much. Or maybe it's because the people I meet are genuinely not the right fit. I don't know. I don't know my own mind anymore. I have this terrible fear that nothing I find will ever measure up to the rose-tinted memory of what I had with him, and that even if I settle down with someone, I'll never really feel like I've fallen in love.

I've been on a couple dates with someone who shares so many of my interests (and, from what I can tell so far, many of my values) and I want so badly to feel attracted to him but I just don't. It would be so much simpler if I did. But I don't. We keep up a conversation well but I'm just not drawn to him physically; to be honest, all I feel for him is a growing annoyance because he has a tendency to interrupt and one-up me. Anything I've done, or anything I know, he has a story that's similar (only cooler) that he has to launch into immediately, or a picture he can dig out while I'm talking and shove in my face mid-word.

Dating makes me sad, I've realized. It just plain does. I've been going on dates (from apps, mostly) and they've been fine, they've even been good, but I feel like I'm just dragging myself to them, and that's not fair to the other person and probably not healthy for me. I want to feel excited again, I want to feel open-hearted and ready to love again, but I'm just struggling. I like being alone. I have plenty of practice; I am very good at being alone. But I don't want to be alone forever. And yet I can't even imagine what life with a partner would look like for me; I can't even imagine what I want.

[nickgerlich]

Ghost In The Machine

Leave it to human ingenuity. Or perhaps I should say corporate genius. It seems that for every process, law, or method, there is a hack to work around it. Never mind that things were probably good enough the way they were. It’s just that, in our zeal to have an edge over others, we look for the loopholes.

Like all of the ghost kitchens and virtual brands we have discussed earlier this term. While I lauded them early—and correctly so—for leveraging their physical locations so they could test out new concepts and menu items on Uber Eats, DoorDash, and others, it has now become apparent that some of these players have simply duplicated their menus and slapped on a different brand name just so it could grab another line on the list of restaurants we see on our phones.

And now Uber Eats is fighting back, saying that in order to get those multiple listings, the virtual brand must have at least a 60% different menu. Who would have thought it would all come down to this?

But it is a good response from Uber Eats, because they have been taken advantage of in all this by those restaurants and ghost kitchens—which we define as an establishment with no indoor seating, and often located in an industrial park or even parking lot—who are trying to simply boost their odds of making online sales.

Whoa. That may very well qualify as the longest sentence I have written this semester. But I digress.

It is fair conclusion jumping to agree that the kitchens being accused of such chicanery are just being smart. They can try different price points, names, and a slew of other marketing variables, without having to actually create new products. And they are betting that most consumers will never notice. Just imagine, though, a Little Caesars—for example—also selling Bigga Pizza Pies, but they all come out of the same oven with the same crust, sauce, mozzarella, and toppings. Could you tell? And would you even care?


Uber Eats, et al., all want to make money, to be fair, but they do not want their service to be scammed like this. Getting two listings is little different form somehow managing to wrangle two display ads in a newspaper when you bought one, or any number of other of duplicative examples.

But wait, there’s more! Uber is also raising the bar on those it does list, requiring each establishment to have at least a 4.3 out of 5 rating on their app, have fewer than five-percent of orders canceled, and have fewer than five-percent delivery and order errors.

Thus far, Uber has removed more than 5000 entities it attests are simply clones of their parent, finding, in one instance, that a New York deli had 14 such clones under its umbrella. Can you imagine submitting 14 resumes for a job, each with a different name, but the person were the same? Shakespeare said a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but that doesn’t work so well in job hunting or restaurant listings.

Uber says, though, it counts 40,000 virtual listings. Its internal police department is going to have its hands full enforcing its latest policy decision.

I know. You’ve probably already started thinking of a new hack in the wake of Uber clamping down. Why not simply give different names and/or plating variations so that the items are still pretty much the same, but look different on your screen? That would likely be easy. Imagine a meal of the Monster Burger and French Fries also being listed under a different brand as the Hamburger Monstre and pomme frites. Pretty much the same thing, but one sounds so cosmopolitan and worldly.

I’m pretty sure the ghost kitchens are already preparing their workarounds, because that’s the way we all roll. The spoils go to those who can hack the best. Meanwhile, just be careful placing your food orders. You might just be a victim as well. I can see that international burger fetching a higher price tag if only because it uses French words.

And I can imagine you looking like a ghost when you find out you’ve been duped, too.

Dr “Or You Could Just Cook At Home“ Gerlich

Audio Blog

[paperw0rmz]

wut's a trend from the 90s/early 2000s u wanna see make a comeback? :0

THANK YOU FOR ASKING

For those who don’t know Hi I’m Grave and I am obsessed with 90’s-2012 things and have archives and logs of media, specifically web, of things from those eras

1:Radio shack

As someone who is getting into ham radio and also just misses being able to get funky little add ons to computers and shit, I think we should all as a collective demand a radio shack. “Oh bUt yOu hAvE bEst bUy” I will literally slit your throat if you are dumb enough to think that that ugly wanna be ikea shit is anything remotely similar to big daddy Radio Shack

2:Chatrooms

Was I way too young to be on them back when they were popular? Yes. Did that result into trauma? Yes. But I’ve learned my lesson and now I want this shit back so bad. I LOVE chat rooms. “YeAh wE hAvE dIscOrd aNd DMS” ITS NOT THE SAME FUCKING THING AND YOU KNOW IT.

Bring back chatzy, bring back IRC (I’m active on a few), I’m even on Wireclub if anyone wants to join my chat rooms there!!! And pesterchum

3: physical copies of media

I hate streaming services. I hate it. There is nothing but zombie glossy eyed, let’s market to the brain dead, shit on there. Like yes, I love some of the shows, but we have lost so much shit from moving to streaming services. Remember on a VHS or DVD where you could watch behind the scenes, bloopers, play movie/show related games all on a tape/disk???? It’s the same with any physical music media too. I think it makes you more so focused on what entertainment you actually like. Too many people just like things because it’s popular or trending, which is fine, but when it comes down to it do you actively want to OWN something physical from the media? If not then is it something you’re willing to put time into then? Why not do something else?

4:Arcades

I’m not talking about that Dave and buster shit. I’m talking not scam (at least not as bad as it is now) arcades that was on every Main Street, in every mall, like in a mall now of days is a small as shit arcade if it’s NOT Dave and busters. I hate Dave and busters mainly bc they ruined a genre. It was marketed as a arcade for adults but then they added kid I pad games and now it’s just an awkward overpriced place to be where you can see a seven year old play cross road or angry birds on a glorified I pad and also see grown men get shit faced drunk.

5:MAGAZINES

Literally so hard to find good magazines now of days. Especially for a cost that won’t fucking kill you. I managed to get most of mine second hand, but it’s so hard to find anyplace that sells magazines especially ones that are to kids without being too babyish. I go to a grocery store and if I look for a young girls/boys magazine it’s about very YOUNG things to the point I don’t think the market audience can even read??? That or it’s just guns or gardening. Which is cool, but there isn’t anything for teenagers really anymore. Like yes there are, but you have to sign up online for it which is fine, but I miss being excited to go to the corner store to see if there is any latest addition of the magazine I loved there.

6:social interactions

You would jus stay outside or inside right next to your phone/computer waiting for someone to come by and tell you where everyone else is at. Like having to go walk to every gas station and corner store to see if your friends are there and getting excited when they are actually there. I am thankful for being able to easily like meet up with people, but like the feeling you get when you run into people and then go fuck off is so fun

7:The video games

Video game quality has gone down hill. I’m not talking about highly detailed story based games, no. I’m talking about app games, free to play games, all that shit. It is now a click bait, league clone, or clash clone. And it’s BORING. It’s all ad based and trying to suck as much money from you as possible and it’s all so ugly in that ugly 3D art style.

8:intelligence

*insert the tweet about how if you say you like waffles people will just assume it means you hate pancakes* people today do not have common sense anymore.

9: sense of community

#coquette #grassfromthegardencore #corefromcore

Like yes, back then was also elitist, but not as bad and forced as it is now. So many people today are so focused on aesthetic labels instead of just focusing on what they just like. Like yes, labels are comforting, but to the point you’re desperately asking what aesthetic this is so you can then throw out and change your aesthetic to match it and then repeat over and over? Gross.

10: early web memes

Memes arnt long lasting today as it was back then. There aren’t even memes today. Just a tiktok video that was posted on Twitter. I hate it.

[spacexfucker]

I became a step mom and had a baby around basically the same time. I had a step mom and did not want to be like her and was trying to find ways to do my best to be dependable and someone my kids actually wanted to tell about their problems to.

Growing up my parents simultaneously did not care about me and sometimes violently over controlled what I could do, say, watch, read, listen to, etc. I did not want to do that to my kids.

So I joined a Facebook group that positioned itself as a safety guide for parents to use for their kids. But upon being let into the group I realized we were not together to share tips for conversations about safety and fostering trust and commiserating about having kids in the current tech age, but instead was a group of parents sharing various ways to spy on their children with cloning apps and password breakers and spotting dummy apps etc.

The whole group was just post after post of parents talking about punishments to hand out if their kid was found to have circumvented a control or how to fix the solve to the app control or about what apps are hardest to get around.

Kids will make mistakes. Kids will talk to bad people online. Kids will see/read/hear bad stuff online. Regardless of how well you think you're keeping them from doing so. Putting insane restraints on anything just makes it more dangerous. If your kid knows that they'll recieve punishment for doing something dangerous then they won't tell you when they're in danger.

I left that group.

You have to have honest conversations with your kids about danger. You have to take your time to explain the kind of things and people they could run into online. You have to explain to them how grooming works and what they should look out for. You should be telling them that anything that scares them/worries them/makes them uncomfortable is something they can talk to you about without being punished.

You cannot keep a kid from getting an old used phone from a friend. You cannot keep a kid from using another kids phone. They can go to libraries, places with wifi like fast food, etc.

People that want to do harm to kids know exactly the type of kid to go after. And it's kids that feel unheard, feel dismissed or talked down to, kids that are controlled will want a sympathetic ear. And another adult will use that as an in with them. Positioning themselves as someone to trust with gifts and assurances that your kid is smart and capable.

Our desire for validation and to be heard is what makes us vulnerable. And groomers know how to exploit that.

You can't take the easy way out when you raise your kids. Slapping Spyware on their devices and putting up cameras in your house and tracking their locations to "catch" them is lazy parenting. You're teaching them that love looks like control. And that someone else having control over you is fine if it's because it's "in their best interest".

My oldest wanted life 360 to connect us because it makes them feel safe to know where me and their dad are. Especially when they're out at school or clubs or friends' houses. But they know that I'm not using it to keep tabs on them to tell them where they can't be. And that if they want, we can turn it off whenever.

Our approach with our kids has made them more likely to come to us with problems and concerns. They want us to know where they are so that if something does go wrong, we know exactly where to get them.

something i don't see talked about enough is the fact that parents having constant surveillance over "their" children is normalized by our society

like seriously, parents will go install the Super Panopticon Kid Safe Parental Controls 2000 that sends their kid's internet history, recordings of their calls and texts, every file on their phone, and exact geolocation to the parents.

and if you ever point out that this is more likely to endanger kids than protect them, people suddenly bombard you with a thousand comments about how children are too stupid or immature to have the most basic privacy in their life.