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Hybrid Mobile App Development: A Comprehensive Guide.

In today’s digital age, having a mobile presence is not just beneficial — it’s essential. With an array of platforms and devices available, businesses often find themselves at a crossroads: should they develop native apps for each platform or opt for a more universal solution? Enter hybrid mobile app development.

1. Understanding Hybrid Mobile App Development

Hybrid mobile app development involves building apps that can run on multiple platforms using a single codebase. Instead of developing separate apps for iOS, Android, and other platforms, developers can write the app once and deploy it everywhere. These apps combine the best of both web and native applications.

Hybrid mobile applications act as a bridge between web applications and native applications. They’re designed using web technologies like HTML, CSS, and JavaScript, and are encapsulated within a native app shell. This enables them to run on any device’s browser through a WebView. One of the significant aspects that set them apart from standard web apps is their capability to interact with native device features, from accessing the camera to retrieving GPS data.

Benefits of Hybrid Mobile App Development

1. Cost-Efficient:

Developing one app for all platforms can be more cost-effective than building separate native apps. Hybrid app development significantly cuts costs. Since there’s just one codebase to manage, developers don’t need to recreate the same app for different platforms (like Android or iOS). This not only reduces initial development costs but also cuts down expenses on updating and maintaining the app.

2. Faster Time-to-Market:

With a single codebase, launch times are significantly reduced. Speed is crucial in the competitive app market. Hybrid apps can be rolled out across multiple platforms simultaneously, allowing businesses to capture larger audiences more quickly.

3. Consistency:

Offer users a consistent experience across all devices and platforms. Hybrid apps eliminate the inconsistencies that often arise when designing separate apps for various platforms. A single unified design ensures a consistent brand image and user experience.

4. Easy Updates:

Roll out updates to all platforms simultaneously. Changes or updates can be directly pushed to all platforms at once, ensuring that every user, irrespective of their device, experiences the most updated version of the app.

Popular Tools for Hybrid Development

Ionic:

A popular open-source SDK with a vast library of tools and components. Renowned for its performance-focused approach, Ionic offers a rich set of tools and services for creating high-quality mobile applications. Leveraging web languages, it comes with numerous ready-to-use components, which help in swift app development.

React Native:

Developed by Facebook, it’s known for high performance and native-like experience. While it leans more towards native than a hybrid, React Native deserves mention for its transformative approach. It lets developers build truly native apps using a single JavaScript codebase, offering component-based architecture, which aids in producing a more authentic feel to the applications.

Flutter:

Google’s UI toolkit offers a rich set of fully-customizable widgets. Flutter, backed by Google, stands out for its unique rendering engine and widget-based approach. With its expressive UI, seamless animations, and native performance, it’s gaining ground swiftly in the developer community.

Best Practices

1. Optimized Performance:

Ensure that your hybrid app runs seamlessly. Test on multiple devices to prevent lag or glitches. Hybrid apps can sometimes lag in performance, especially if not optimized properly. Developers should be conscious of this and implement practices like efficient data rendering, minimized DOM manipulation, and reduced HTTP requests.

2. Offline Capabilities:

Not all users will have constant internet access. Provide offline functionalities to cater to everyone.A hybrid app should not be fully dependent on internet connectivity. Implementing local data caching or storage can ensure that the user can access vital app features even offline.

3. Platform-Specific Design:

Even if it’s a single codebase, ensure that the app’s design aligns with the platform’s design principles. Even as a hybrid app is platform-agnostic, tailoring its design to align with specific platform guidelines (like Material Design for Android or Human Interface for iOS) can provide a more intuitive user experience.

4. Regular Updates:

Just like native apps, hybrid apps require regular maintenance and updates. Keeping the app updated, not just content-wise, but also in compatibility with the latest OS versions or devices, is crucial for longevity.

Potential Downsides

1. Performance Limitations:

While hybrid apps have come a long way, they might still not match the performance of native apps in some scenarios.

For some functionalities, especially those demanding higher graphical processing or real-time operations, native apps might still hold an edge in terms of performance.

2. Access to Device Features:

While most device features are accessible, some specific functionalities might still be native-only.: As operating systems introduce new features, there can be a lag before hybrid frameworks incorporate support for them, which might mean that hybrid apps can’t immediately leverage the latest device capabilities.

Conclusion

Hybrid mobile app development offers an efficient and cost-effective way to reach a broad audience across various platforms. While it might not always replace the need for native apps, for many businesses, it provides the perfect balance between performance, cost, and time-to-market. Before embarking on your app development journey, weigh the pros and cons, and consider if a hybrid approach aligns with your goals.

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[evilminji]

Okay, but... now I'm wondering >.>

@the-witchhunter We talked about Danny being Morningstar's feral, probably engineering oils and ectoplasmic goo covered, mad scientist/himbo hybrid (attack) purse dog. His special lil guy.

But!

I seek your Knowledge(TM).

From second hand accounts? He seems to HATE the hypocrisy. The blaming HIM for humanity's own choices. The rat race and endless song n dance of "Righteous Good VS. Cartoonish Evil". Because it let's humanity paint themselves the helpless victims. Because it's all surface level. Because it is not so easy to escape the ugliness of your Sins, yet they keep trying to scapegoat him.

Fuck um.

He was tired of it.

But? He still has CONSIDERABLE POWER. It's probably written down. And the Ring Of Rage? Is proooobably not the loveliest of artifacts? I imagine, like the Crown, it's NOT leaving Danny alone. One of those "we don't CARE if there is no throne left to sit upon, you WILL wear us, as King" sort of systems.

It genuinely would not and DOES NOT matter, if not a single soul in all the Zone bows to him. Did he defeat the previous holder of their Right To Rulership? Yes or No.

If No, fuck off.

If Yes, new monarch.

Is it hurting him? Not the rings problem. Nor the Crown's. Heavy is the weight, etc etc. But! DANNY would certainly care. He is... is ANGRY all the time now. Has no idea who would even MAKE this bullshit ring. Why JUST Rage? Yeah, it makes ghosts stronger, but at what COST?

He can't even get rid of it!

......by himself.

Luckily, he's still clear headed enough to know that he's NOT in this by himself. And it's amazing what "mom, dad, this ring is trying to drive me insane. Help me" in a terrified and tearful voice, can brush over. No one threatens their baby and all that.

It would honestly be hilarious, seeing the extended Fenton clan decend like LOCUSTS on Pariahs Keep, searching for clues, terrifying the local ghosts, if... if he wasn't so tired.

God he's so tired.

It's Aunt Alecia who... "politely encourages" a passing scholar to lend them the book they need. Took the poor sucker right out of the sky. Guy never stood a chance. RIP.

He learns he has to head..... over? Like... 27 that-ish way, then up. Huh. 27 WHAT?

Realities, apparently. He's in the wrong bundle. Branch? Neighborhood? Eh. Clan Fenton rolls back out, he packs his bags, and hilariously enough? Goes off to the devils night club. Hopes he likes rings. Or hates them.

Thankfully, being "king" means the Zone? Kinda... humors him? Like... it still has RULES(tm). He can... can FEEL that now. But it's willing to bend some for him, if he asks. And anything NOT against the rules? If it's in the right mood? He need only ask. It's weird. Being suddenly so powerful, yet NOT, at the same time.

Cause none of it's his.

All he has is the Zone's attention. The ability to ask pretty please. If you don't mind. And then? The highways between... ALL will just? Shift and change for him. He can see how it went to Pariah's head. The Zone is pretty agreeable. Is by nature Amoral, cause it's not a Being, it's... well, it's the Zone.

And everyone wants him to ask things. Do things. Demand this or that. Use this power.

Maybe he doesn't WANT too! Maybe he didn't WANT to be king! Doesn't he have the right to say NO? To refuse? Why do they think he OWES them service? An eternity of politics and people trying to kill him, for something he never wanted in the FIRST PLACE.

He's so tired.

The nightclub's pretty cool.

So he comes to ask, politely of course, cause the guy's probably busy, if Morningstar could... dunno, fix or destroy it? Want a ring, maybe? Also he heard you MADE the stars. Huge fan of all of that. Can I ask about the process? Or are you in the middle of something?

And? Lucifer? Turns around, from where he's Leaning Seductive Yet Elegantly(tm) to see... scrawny. Tiny corpse child. No... half? Corpse? Alive. Dying. Alive yet dying. Huh. Well, that is different. And here he didn't think he'd get see anything NEW. You, child, are NOT a zombie. What are you?

Halfa.

I have no idea what that is. What do you want?

He gets shown the ugliest, crudest, peice of shit ring imaginable. A genuine foul little curse. Really stinks up the place. He destroys it, obviously. This club has STANDARDS. Hope that wasn't important?

Kid just smiles the biggest fangy lil grin. No. No it was not.

Obvious, lie, but cute lil teeth. He'll allow it.

He gets dragged into talking about the stars. And talking. And talking. Mostly bragging and explaining. Kid hangs off his every word. Follows him around as he makes his rounds. Asks good questions. Completely focused, dispite the booze and barely dressed dancing all around him.

Lucifer can't help notice the crown.

Lovely little thing. Space ice and star dust, glittering like jewels and light catching the mist. If he remembers right... that one iiiiiis..... not Limbo, it's.... Zone! That crown is the Zone, it changes to suit the wearer. He recognizes the vibe. Awfully young, aren't you?

And.... it all burst forth. He didn't even need to press. Use persuasive words and honeyed tones. Like an inflamed, festering wound. The merest brush is enough to spill everything.

Negligence, greed, blood lust. Bigotry and xenophobia. A tyrants endless quest for power. Ah, humans. They truly don't change do they? Realities away, dead or alive. Now they're harrasing a child. He honestly looks miserable. Whereas just a moment before, listening to Lucifer talk about his work on the stars, his soul practically GLOWED with light. A tiny little star unto himself.

.......maybe it's the big ol "I'm you BIGGEST FAN" eyes. The sad wet cat aura. Perhaps the scrawny "could snap you like a twig" teenager, all elbows and knees. The fact he is, in fact, NOT human; for all that he once was. But?? The kid? Is... not terrible company.

He'd even go so far as to say? It's like having a pet intern.

He can sleep on the couch.

Tell you what, you stay here? I'll keep taking about stars and YOU can do the chores I don't feel like doing. I'll take care of you and all that.

And Danny? Honestly was sold at the word "stars" but? This sounds like a phenomenally terrible idea... and he has yet to meet one of THOSE he hasn't made out sloppy still with, so deal! But as a minor, that DOES make you his new gaurdian for the next four-ish years. He's legally obligated to finish schooling.

Ah.

.....well shit.

(Just? Local stressed 14-15 year old Ghost King does RESPONSIBILE thing and finds Adultier Adult. With more qualified Adult powers. Unfortunately for everyone, the adult is Lucifer Morningstar, night club owner. Even MORE Unfortunately, said ghost kind has pack bonded with the Nice Star Man, who saved him from the Bad Ring, and effectively offered to let him crash on his swanky couchs.

Now Morningstar has to? Somewhat VAGUELY pretend he gives a shit local schooling system, as he puts his charge INTO it. Actively giving waking terrors to the magical community. What evil plot is afoot? Where did he get this tiny minor death god? What is his end goal FOR said child?

No one knooooows~

But Lucifer is just doing this cause he's a Being of his word. He hates the tedious minor chores he'll be foisting off onto Danny. And? Most importantly? Look at that face. *shoujo sparkly eyes of Star Sempai Noticed Me!* it's like having a golden retriever puppy. Ffs he has STANDARDS.)

(It'd be hilarious to watch the hostile 5th dimensional chess DC characters have going on in the background, all while? Danny is like? Man! Isn't this universe GREAT? Everyone here is so CHILL! And nice to me! I'm so relaxed now! Finally, I can finish my education in peace.)

@hdgnj @hypewinter @lolottes @babbling-babull @nerdpoe @mutable-manifestation

[littlefireball]

can a yeosang x reader be requested? Where she's been active long before meeting Yeosang but she's never been eaten out or had someone the size of Yeosang so she asks about what each feels like to him and offers to show her instead. After he eats her out he starts to f**k her and makes her squirter. Which she didn't even know what it was or what happened etc

I combined yours with another request as i think they can be merged as a one shot (but i changed the setting a little bit)

Another request: yeosang being obsessed with breeding reader especially the sight of him cum oozing out of her hole.

ʏꜱ|ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ (ᴍ)

ᴅᴏʙᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ x ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ|ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx|ᴏʀᴀʟ|ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ|ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.3ᴋ

Masterlist

Yeosang and his companion took refuge against the formidable outer wall of the stronghold, their weapons poised in perfect synchrony, anticipating commands. Just yesterday, they had been informed of the human trafficking syndicate's stronghold nestled in the distant west, prompting their swift arrival at the scene. This nefarious organization had been abducting adult female Hybrids, ruthlessly exploiting them for illicit reproductive endeavors. 

The captain signaled with his hands, expertly guiding his team into their designated positions. Despite the gas mask obscuring Yeosang's face, he could still detect a subtle, lingering fragrance in the air. 

Because the stronghold was now teeming with hybrids in heat. 

The criminals had administered powerful substances engineered to trigger estrus, paving the way for effortless conception. This operation was perilously risky; should they inadvertently enter a state of heat, the repercussions would be catastrophic.

The mission teams were distinctly categorized into those composed of women and those of men. The women's teams were tasked with rescuing victims, while the men focused on apprehending the nefarious criminals. 

Everything was meticulously prepared. With a decisive motion, the captain raised his left hand, executing a downward slash, and the entire unit surged into the stronghold in perfect synchrony, igniting a fierce gunfight with the gangsters. The tide quickly turned against the criminals, who fell one by one, leaving behind a grim tableau of lifeless bodies strewn across the hall.

"Find the victims!" The captain's commands were heeded without question as each member dispersed throughout the stronghold in search of their targets. Intense gunfire erupted, yet the gangsters were swiftly overpowered. 

Yeosang ascended to the pinnacle of the stronghold, proceeding with utmost caution. The only sound that pierced the silence was the soft rhythm of moaning emanating from a nearby chamber. A wave of embarrassment washed over him, yet he maintained his composure as he approached the room slowly.

As the door slowly creaked ajar, Yeosang's eyes fell upon the sight of you, bare upon the bed, breathless and alluring. Instinctively, he averted his gaze, scanning the room for any signs of danger. In an instant, a werewolf lunged at him from the shadows, its claws raking fiercely. The unexpected assault left Yeosang no time to evade, and the gas mask he wore was violently shattered in the chaos.

"Fuck!" The intoxicating aroma poured into him, shattering his composure in an instant. Your fragrance was far more potent than that of ordinary hybrids. Perhaps the werewolf's drug had intensified your scent. Yeosang battled fiercely against the werewolf, likely driven by the fervor of his own instincts, as their strikes were directed with lethal intent. Yet, it was clear that the werewolf stood no chance against Yeosang's prowess.

"Go back to hell." With a strong punch on the werewolf's face, Yeosang sent him flying to the wooden table which was broken because of the huge impact. He died, with no doubts. But, it was not over. Yeosang's sanity has faded away since this battle for spouse. And now, it's time to claim you as his. 

He knew he couldn't but there was no way to stop. 

"Goodness, you're beautiful." He discarded his weapon before bending toward you, his face burying itself in the curve of your neck, tasting your skin as if he were a famished man. You found yourself utterly powerless to resist, your body succumbing to a delicious weakness. Any attempt to resist only served to stoke the fire of his insatiable longing. 

He let out a deep, wild growl as his lips moved down to your breast, sucking your left nipple while caressing the other. The struggle no longer existed and you found yourself enjoying the pleasure he brought you. You whimpered when he gave you a hard press on your nipple, making him suck harder. Clear red marks were left on every part of your skin as his lips trailed down from your chest to your stomach, making you hiss when your nipples were exposed to the cold air. 

You couldn't help but tremble when he dropped a kiss on your clit. The sensation was amazing even though that was only a simple kiss. You have never felt this before. You needed more, not just a kiss, but his tongue, his lips, just everything. 

"Please, please. Kiss me one more time." Yeosang lifted up his gaze to meet yours, feeling confused. "You want this?" He once again kissed and licked your clit, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips when you threw your head against the pillow. "Please, ahh, fuck!" "As you wish, girl." 

His face dived into your thighs, his hot breath landed on your clit making your hands fly to his hair to pull him closer. "Be patient, girl." Before he finished his words, his tongue met your fold, licking from the bottom to the top. "God!" "How sweet you are." Shutting your eyes, you gripped the sheet tightly when he sucked hard on your bud. Everything was overwhelming and your chest tightened, leaving you breathless. You could feel something was about to burst out but not sure what that was. 

He pushed your thighs to either side for better licking and sucking, totally lost in your sweetness. "Hm…I'm gonna…" You cried because it was uncomfortable that needed to be released. "Cum, girl. I want to taste you." "Fuck!" You tried to push him away but he gripped your thighs to pull you closer, his tongue was deep inside you. Sucking hard, you couldn't help but cum on his face, dripping onto the sheet. 

"That's the sweetest I ever tasted." A smirk played on his lips as he stood up straight, removing his armor and pants just enough to pull out his cock. You have never seen that size before, making you curious how it felt when he entered you. This erotic fantasy raced your heartbeat, blush creeping up your cheek. "Haven't take this size before?" You shook your head. "Wanna try?Huh?Tell me, little girl." "I want to feel that, please." "Oh gosh, your voice is beautiful. Beg me again, I love it." Yeosang climbed over you while guiding his member to your soaked hole. 

Had he regained his clarity, he would find it utterly inconceivable that he could utter such words or act in this manner towards you. Yet, in that moment, he was powerless to restrain himself. The instant your intoxicating scent reached him, all rational thought vanished, leaving only the untamed and primal yearnings that lay dormant within his soul.

"Please, I want you deep inside me." You too, couldn't believe you begging a stranger to satisfy you. Yet, the substances coursing through your veins continually ignite your longing, plunging you into despair. You crave his presence, yearning for him to satiate the void within you.

Your begging soon died out as he rubbed his tip against you, moving up and down on your clit before eased into you. His size was overwhelming, causing you to throw your head at the pillow and your mouth to form a perfect 'O' shape. "Take it so well, honey." Your cunt squeezed his member from time to time to better adjust. He rolled his hips against you slowly, trying to find out where your sensitive spot was. 

"I may not last long, shit!" Intertwining with your fingers, he tightened the grip and thrusted at a faster pace. His cock rubbed against your velvet wall deliciously, hitting your sweet spot. "Gosh!" You moaned out, the numbness he gave you caused a pleasure to run through your body. 

"You like it?" Again, he collided with your g spot dead on. "Oh, please." He aimed at the same spot and hit it over and over again, the skin slapping sound echoed in the room, combined with your soft whimpers and moans, just like a beautiful melody rang in Yeosang's ears. 

Pushing your thighs to either side once again, he pinned your ankles against the sheet, thrusting so deep and so fast. You have never felt such pleasure during sex, no one could satisfy you but only the man above you—even though you didn't know his name. "You're so deep."  A flush crept across your cheeks, as if an unseen force had seized your throat, rendering you momentarily breathless. 

He lowered himself, guiding your hands to your head, moving in a deliberate rhythm that was both steady and exquisite. Nestling his face into the curve of your neck, he savored your intoxicating fragrance with an insatiable hunger. He could hardly believe how he could lose himself in your scent for an eternity while fucking you. "I'm so close…" he gasped, his breath hitching as his movements grew erratic, a symphony of moans and curses escaping his lips. 

"That feeling…again…" You sobbed, your stomach tightened again but it was stronger than last time. There was something that burst out. Shutting your eyes, your nail dug into his skin and the pain brought him to the peak. "Fuck!!" He hissed at the pain and the pleasure, thrusting so fast without caring about your begging. "Stop…stop!!Ah!" You squirted with a loud, high-pitched moan, wetting his thighs and cock. The warmth and the wetness broke his limit and he came all in your cunt. 

"Goodnes…" He was  supposed to calm down from the heat after withdrawing from you…No, he couldn't. His cum filled you literally, even oozing from your hole. The way of your lower core squeezed for nothing but to suck his cum drove him insane. The most primitive desires in his body once again dominated his thoughts. "You need more, honey. Your pussy is made for breeding, you know?" He left a kiss on your clit, causing you to whine at overstimulation. 

"No…no…I can't take it anymore." Tears welled up in your eyes, head spinned. "You can, just one more time. Take all my cum and breed for me, girl." He slammed back into you again, making you sit up straight and wrap your arms around his neck. "Let my cum be the only thing in your cunt, puppy." Pressing his lips against yours, he pushed upward to make your body move up and down from his movement. 

"Be mine, puppy." 

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He came twice more before he calmed down and drifted to a quick nap. After some time, he stirred from a haze of pain, only to find himself and you entwined in a state of undress upon the bed. You had succumbed to slumber long ago, your exhaustion evident.

"What..." Confusion washed over him, but as memories surged forth like a torrential wave, his astonishment rendered him speechless. A profound guilt enveloped his heart, leaving him to ponder how he could be any different from those he despised. His hands trembled, regret gnawing at him for the choices he had made. Yet, he resolved to take responsibility for you. Should you desire him to face the law or meet a more dire fate, he would embrace it without hesitation.

"hehemon…over….Can you hear us?" In that moment, the urgent calls of his comrades echoed from the pager resting on the ground, shattering Yeosang's contemplations and rousing you from your slumber. "Over," he responded, his tone laced with a hint of remorse. "Where have you disappeared to? We are unable to locate you." His gaze fell upon the splintered remnants of the door that obstructed their path. Perhaps this was the reason for their inability to find him. "I am in the attic. I sustained injuries during a confrontation with the enemy moments ago, but I have now regained my mobility..." "That's good to hear. Please come back to the team." "Yes,sir." 

As the last remnants of the calls faded into the ether, he turned to confront you. "Are…are you here to save me?" you asked, your voice tinged with a fragile hope. "I…" he stammered, caught in the web of his own guilt. Yes, he was meant to be your protector, yet the shadows of his actions haunted him. He had indulged in his desires at your expense. 

"I deeply regret my actions. I did something terrible to you, and I know that an apology cannot suffice. I am prepared to do anything you wish, even if it means laying down my life for you." He insisted. Upon absorbing his words, your mind became a tempest of confusion, a cacophony of opposing thoughts swirling within. You ought to despise him, akin to the disdain you hold for those thugs; yet, curiously, you find no animosity towards him at all. Maybe it's because he knot you… Wait…he knot you? 

"Do you want to be irresponsible?" You met his confused gaze and you continued. "You know you knot me…" He took a deep breath, wearing a serious look. "No, I'll take responsibility. I can do anything for you to make up, no matter what. I'm truly sorry." "Then can you bring me to leave this place?" "Of course." He grabbed a blanket to cover your body and dressed himself up. 

"Can you walk?" He asked you softly and you shook your head slightly. Your limbs were still weak, let alone to stand up and walk out yourself. 

"Come." He turned around and knelt down, facing you with his back, posturing his hand to let you climb on him. "It's okay. I promise I won't hurt you." 

You were a little hesitant at first, but you climbed on top of him after a while so he could carry you down the stairs. After all, he was the only man here. 

"All the criminals died. Don't worry." He comforted you, his voice softened. You nodded and whispered in his ears. "What's your name anyway? "Yeosang." "I'm Y/N." "Y/N…" He murmured your name under his breath but you could hear it clearly. To be honest, you liked how he called you so softly. 

"Yeosang." 

Hm?" 

"Would you do anything for me?" 

"Yes, I will." 

"Then can you stay with me after we go back to your camp? I'm scared…" You buried your face in his neck, murmuring. 

"Sure. I'm here for you." 

"No regret?" 

"No regret." 

[spoiled-fawn]

Lust by Nature {Part 5}

Masterlist, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

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Pairing: Captain John Price x fem!Reader

MDNI: 18+!

Warnings for this chapter: None

Word Count: ~6.5k

Summary: In Mexico with Los Vaqueros!

A/N: I swear I didn't take a break, I just wrote this a billion times and am struggling to make my writing better without a beta writer. I hope ye enjoy!

The constant drone of the plane's engines became white noise after the first hour. It blended into the sound of your breathing by the 10th. Given four days after the medical ward stint, exhaustion still coats your nerves with a steady hum, rivaling the plane’s engines.

Thankful for your government stipend coming back into play, a private plane across the pond was allocated to the team. Besides this, it meant you got to lie down and sleep during the flight to Mexico.

“Sae whit th' heck ur we daein' ower 'ere again?”

Groaning at the man whose lap your head rests on, you slap his knee weakly.

“Soap, be quiet.”

“Sorry, bonnie.”

His warm hand that's been petting you throughout the flight cards through your hair. A soft laugh bleeds through his breath. He’s been careful not to touch your horns after giving him a warning bite to his thigh earlier.

The sergeant had been an angel the past few days, as had Gaz and Ghost. After Deidrick was reported and shipped out in handcuffs, the boys stuck to you like glue in the easy moments. Annoyingly hovering because they had no issue with your protests.

Price and Gaz sit adjacent to you with laptops clicking away. Ghost, sitting opposite of you, spread out like a pampered cat. Something you feel that man deserves to enjoy.

“Tha’s the fifth time you're asking, Soap.” Gaz groans out. Making a noise that you can assume is him stretching out, the lower timber of Price echoes him a moment later.

“Alejandro’s men are having a tiff about selection to bring in a hybrid operator.” Price begins. “And they’ve got an issue with a renegade group. So, they’re having us help with their bug problem and show off Saint.”

“Show off that she’s a little shit most of the time?” Ghosts' deadpan humor never ceases to amaze you. All you manage is a small flip of your middle finger in response, making him laugh again.

“The fact being…” Price begins, voice coming closer to where you lie. “She is an enhancement to our team. Show ‘em how we work and help ‘em outta bit.”

You catch the small frown on his lips as your eyes blink open. The ocean in his eyes seems colder, foggy. A shallow wave of concern emits, forcing you to become conscious of how you’re curled into a ball, searching for warmth in the comfort of Soap’s legs. Goosebumps have been in a constant roll on and off during the flight, the chill on your body never ceasing to crest over you.

“How you feelin?”

“Cold, and like I need a B-12 shot with a Red Bull.” Looking much better than days prior, the dark circles under your eyes were still present. You’d all chalked it up to being subjected to a serious wound, then fighting against restraints whilst wounded, followed immediately by an 18-hour flight.

At least Mexico was going to be warm.

The feeling of a cheap blanket covering you brings some sense of ease as Price gently tucks it around you.

You miss the look Soap gives him when your eyes close.

“We’ll be there soon and can get you an IV if you want.” Is all the Captain offers before he goes back to his seat.

Truthfully it wasn’t even something that would help at this point. You’ve been starved of anything intimate for days you don’t care to count. As dry as the salt flats, your body groans with each crack of your powers. Stiff, split, and rough on each edge that tries to hold itself together.

In this state, your body let a small remnant of human mechanics take over to get you in good health. Eating food felt good, and drinking electrolytes and vitamins made you perk up. Your demon accepted emotions offered in your presence; love and care.

And usually, you would preen in the presence of these, savoring every moment you could. Yet right now, you hated the taste of it on your tongue.

Every ounce of care you received felt embarrassing. Coddled like something so fragile that can’t be protected. It angered you, the sense of superiority you radiated washed out and dragged under sea foam while trying to grasp at the surface. As if the moment you were left with the humans and away from the lab, every force of nature wanted to knock you off the water you walked on.

For now, you were surviving.

Price hadn’t said much after the interrupted kiss on the couch, having to scramble while Laswell mandated him on everything to be done.

The kiss was just that. A kiss.

Something passionate in the moment, but you knew it didn’t hold even a flicker of a flame. There wasn’t time in the dark hours of the night to huddle around the wet wicker that he is. He’s in charge, and his life is sacrificed to do so.

Sure, it would have been easy enough to come in and check on you while practically being babysat by the others. You listened for his familiar gait to approach your room in the late hours of the night.

But it never came.

With Laswell on base, the lack of interaction between her and Price made you feel like a toy soldier. Forgotten and avoided. Like he was embarrassed after it all. It made the attention from the others feel artificial, pitiful of his absence that was painfully obvious in the way you silently pleaded for him.

You had a bit more pep in your step by the time the plane landed.

Stepping into the Chihuahuan desert greets you with an eye-blinding brightness. The warmth is unrivaled as you open up like a sunflower. Looking around the expansive base, did you become coherent to where you are. Oh. This is familiar. Very familiar.

The mountain range peaks in the background of the small town in contrast to the flat land the base is planted onto. The airstrip has an impressive size, yet your plane is the only one showing activity. Like a barricaded wall, your teammates form a barrier around you while walking forward.

“Bienvenido de nuevo, my friends.” The first speaks out. Is that-?

“Good to see you all, again.” The second voice followed immediately after.

No fucking way. Had Price not been blocking your view with his large and toned back, you’d have recognized the voices sooner. You wait, rather forced to, while the men stand in a guarding wall before you.

“¿Dónde está tu demonio?” The men shift to disperse and greet each other with handshakes and half-hugs.

“She’s ‘ere. And don’t call her-” Ghost starts, looking over his shoulder to you while Price stays blocking your view.

“��Y a quién llamas demonio?”

Ringing out from behind Price, peaking your head out to make your appearance.

Meeting the gazes of Alejandro and Rodolfo.

“They call me Saint, now.” Walking forward with an almost shy smile, you take in their reactions; Alejandro looks as dumbfounded as the day he first met you while Rudy almost cycles through the emotions of grief before blatant excitement settles on his face.

“Santa madre de-” Rudy punches Alejandro’s arm as if to make sure they're not in one of your trances. “You? It’s you?”

Dropping your bags, you meet him in the middle with a small hop into his arms. Peaking an eye open, you watch Alejandro walk with an almost angry swagger to wrap his arms around your back.

“Is this where you went? After how long- ¿Estás bromeando?” He almost shouts against your hair, each of them leaning down to leave a kiss where your horns won’t poke them.

“Are they takin’ the piss?” Gaz whisper-yells behind you, followed by Soap. “Does she speak Spanish?”

The small reunion disperses after a moment. Turning to face your teammates by the sides of the Mexican operators, a dazzling smile on your lips. Something they hadn’t seen before.

“Care to enlighten us how you know each other?” Price's arms crossed, body rocking on his heels. Chin tilted down in almost a parental look while flicking his eyes between the three of you. Your smile falls while taking in his sharpness.

“She came on a test assignment with us, in the forest. Even let us interview her.” Alejandro claps your back, looking down with an affectionate smile. “Was supposed to be for us, but they felt our men were not ready to handle a mujer malvada like her.”

“So when she left, we thought that would be the last of her we’d ever see.” Rudy finishes, moving a hand to pet your hair. “Mira cómo has crecido, princesa.” The low murmur draws a soft smile as he looks you over, almost too intimate with so many eyes watching.

Price shouldn’t feel threatened as threatened as he does.

Getting a move on, you’re led into the base's hallways. Nostalgia rushes over your lungs, almost suffocating from having the tangible feeling. Back when you were less experienced in a trepidatious custody battle.

An empty barracks hallway designated to 141 has three rooms lined up. Soap and Ghost already make their way into one, while Gaz moves to the one next to them. Price watches as you enter yours, staying in the doorway while Rudy enters the room with you.

“Are you not going to sleep with her?” Alejandro’s voice startles the seasoned vet. Watching as Price tries to move away to hide the tips of his ears turning red.

“No- No. It’s not like that.” He shakes it off, saying it for the thousandth time. Setting his bag down opposite where Gaz lays. “She’s her own person. I’m not using her for my entertainment.” There’s so much more he could say to defend himself. Dispel any feelings or even waste a breath trying to justify himself. But he leaves it at that.

He can feel Alejandro watching, hearing the cogs in his brain turning at the lack of an answer. Gaz brushes aside them to join Soap and Ghost.

“She’s different.” Alejandro starts, checking to see your door closed before he moves closer to Price. “She needs you to survive, Capitán. Nothing wrong or in the way of it- Yet you’re not getting your team to its full potential.”

This whole trip should have been a video call. Price’s clothes drop on the bed with heavy thuds, no soft movements but refrains from snapping at his host. Tension glimmers in the silence. Sounds of their breaths cut at your voice through the wall, almost smothered by the boys on the opposite side.

“We’ve been here less than an hour. How are you already giving me pointers on my team?” It’s not meant to be as harsh as it sounds. Alejandro can read between the lines from his position.

“She’s quiet. She’s not happy yet, not to what she should be.” His murmur breaks down the grating air between them. “You need to be careful with how slow your bond is going-” There’s that fucking word again. It pisses him off. It pisses him off more so that Alejandro knows your schematics exceptionally well to dish out advice. “Before something happens to her.”

“An’ what’s going to happen?”

The sound of your door opening as you and Rudy enter the hallway pulls Alejandro’s attention for a moment. Arms crossed while leaning against the wall in a relaxed form, his eyes almost appear softer with a quiet plead behind them.

“Just don’t let it get to that point, cabrón.”

Whatever means Price and the Colonel had drafted up was to show Los Vaqueros how your integration uplifts the team's mission while coinciding with integrating you into society. It sounds like a reentry program, save for the fact that you weren’t a criminal. The obvious added perk that you’ve been shaped into a soldier.

Plus you were fucking hot, so the perfect candidate to be a psyop if needed to sway the Mexican forces.

Tensions were underlaid with the men’s belief that having more than human power in an ordinary fight would soon lead to their dismissal. That, and that there was an underlying bias towards hybrids and creatures even stepping into war.

Having met Alejandro and Rudy previously set you at a higher level than respect. They know your capabilities and knew how to promote you.

You can hear the gym filled with deep voices that speak fast and low. Some women linger in their respective groups, but there was less of them compared to the base in England. The sound of the voices diminishes as you and the team step into the room.

Confidence exuded from Price, Gaz, Ghost, and Soap as they entered; Finally being able to parade you around in front of strangers made that feeling of being their pet return. Chin held high, your horns pointed towards the sky with a shine that catches the lights. Tail flickering behind you teased the soldiers with glances. The shape of your wings almost seemed like a shadow on your back, so black that it almost absorbed the light if not for the reflection of the soft scaled texture.

They move and flex in time with your breaths, brushing against Ghost as his hand keeps on your lower back to guide you through the door. Some whispers still stand out for those taking in your appearance, some speaking “Demonio” if they remember you.

When your red eyes look up and over the crowd, silence takes over.

“Buenos días, gracias por estar presente.” Alejandro breaks the static with an introduction and reasoning for the meeting- mandatory for the entirety of their base to move in on better resources, opportunities, and allocation of funding. “We welcome our friends back, to bring information on their newest addition.”

His speech moves through the facility definitions on the program; Highlighting the newest strategies for combined arms, and operations other than war, while showcasing how 141 has been integrating you within previously followed operations. A piece of them that solidifies their objective's success.

In the middle of the gym is a kill house. Made of plywood and spray-painted markings to denote entry and exit points, furnished to simulate a residential environment that tests differentiating friendly from hostile. Above is a projector screen, playing feed of the inside walls. It’s not the largest kill house you’ve been in, but tighter situations like this cause more stress and demand quicker reaction times.

In events such as this, where it's kill or be killed, those with a quicker reaction time will always come out on top. When Price steps up to speak, he presents you like a new piece of artillery.

“Saint can empathetically rule out emotions. Being able to sense them without even seeing the person, she can discern the intentions of the individual.” He shifts his weight, looking over the kill house before turning over to you. “The test will showcase her reaction time, and ability to compensate hostile forces while being mindful of civilians- if any, around her.”

Speaking on the heavy stress of why you were chosen for them, Price continues on while you're led to a small armory table by Rudy. His voice similar to telling a story with a moral at the end; Gloating on your interrogation skills and how you could make the information come out in less than a few minutes.

“Her breed is beautiful. Known for her looks, that's one of her greatest advantages. But-” You can hear him move about, getting comfortable in the crowd. “She is much more, than just a piece of art.”

Rudy’s hands check your gear, handing you an ISO and two 30-round mags while he leads you to the doorway.

“Show them what you’re made of, princesa. Eres mortal.” His lips meet your ear, giving a soft kiss that makes your smile grow pointed at the edges, giving a dangerous lick to your teeth. Rudy had learned how to rile you up since the first meeting, even in ways that Alejandro couldn’t.

You let your letting your lips kiss his cheek while smiling. A silent thank you for something sweet to make you feel just a bit more sinister. His hands give your waist a rough squeeze, your body absorbing his arousal as if sucking down water in an oasis.

Price’s voice booms a bit louder as the countdown begins overhead and signals Rudy to step back.

Ten. Nine. Eight.

“The challenge she faces today-”

Seven. Six. Five.

“will be the lack of human opponents.”

Four. Three. Two.

“But instead, virtual targets.”

One.

The buzzer rings out and your boot is already kicking in the door before it can finish. Sharpening your senses, to scan the maze-like layout of the house. The sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears fades in your mind.

As the first apparition appears, your hand moves with lightning speed to draw your weapon. The projected figure seemingly peaks by a bookcase with a weapon trained on you.

“Hostile.” Speaking in a growl from the back of your throat, a single burst rings out, hitting the target square in the chest before it fades away. Moving from the living room to the kitchen, four apparitions pop up from unexpected angles, forcing you to adapt and react in real-time. Going in time with how quickly the projections have them raise their weapons, you shoot bursts into their chest before looking at the figure displayed in a crouched position.

The barrel of your gun guides your eyes to focus, noting it's displaying a child crouched on the floor. “Civilian.” By the time you reach the fifth and final room, you’re met with a hostage situation playing on the bedroom wall.

“No te muevas o dispararé!”

Stilling, your gun stays trained on the man who holds the woman to his chest with a pistol raised to her head. The actor cries, cheesy enough it almost ruins the atmosphere. Before the animation can play out any further, a burst of fire embeds itself into the wall and they both disappear.

Finding your way back out, you dispose of the gear and fix your hair. Making your way back to the sides of your CO’s, the hidden signs of their approval don't dispel how it radiates around them.

But the sting of something sharp catches your heart. Surfing your gaze over your teammates, you catch Price’s eyes.

A sharp, hard-set stare holds you captive. Anger. You can tell from the sharp feeling in the back of your throat and almost as displeasure as pepper spray makes you recoil.

Did you fuck up?

The screen above draws your attention away. A fleeting excuse to turn away from him.

Your analytical statistics are side by side with the footage, showing near-perfect numbers; Two minutes in and out. Your figure, or lack thereof, looks as if a black haze in the kill house. Static borders the edges of you, leaving your eyes almost pitch black in the light amplification of the video.

“Think you look more of a ghost than Ghost does, lass.” Soap’s hushed laugh comforts you.

Trying to brush off whatever is stuck so far up your Captain’s ass, you stay between Ghost and Soap, hiding from Price’s aura that sours your confidence.

“Vaqueros,” Alejandro’s voice cuts the silence after the video ends. “It is time for your challenge.” He moves to the middle of his impromptu stage space where a sparring mat lies with a clear circle in the middle.

“War is changing, and now we have to. Pick a brother to fight and test her. Make it count. ¿Comprendido?”

The resulting answer is louder than you expected for a bunch of men who looked like they may faint at the sight of you.

The man sizes you up. Short wavy hair that looks black. About 6’ in height, medium build. Brown eyes. He’s by far no Gaz or Ghost, a lighter hue that doesn’t hold a depth like theirs. Less inviting.

The first lunge is led with his chest, feet following with the weight in his toes. Heavy in his strikes, you give the man credit and think you’d have been at least hit if he wasn’t a bit fearful. You can taste it.

Not using an increase of speed, you dance your dodges with him. He presses on, each time more intense as he gets used to your presence, your appearance, and nature. Not like you’d bite his hand off, damn. Having enough, you catch his wrist, using the shock of your touch to the advantage before turning and tossing him over your body and to the ground.

A collective sound of “Aye” and low whistles ring in the room, taunting and scrutinizing the operator looking up at you.

“Otra vez.” Masculinity in this culture is a serious thing, you learned a great deal from Alejandro and Rudy. There’s no smile, no laugh, or taunt, to your demeanor. His glare is vicious, but it means good progress for an actual spar.

Resetting, he wastes no time to tackle you.

You let him, wanting him to have his moment and feel a semblance of training. Your body rolls with his, absorbing his momentum while adjusting your limbs to grapple against his hold. Vaguely, he reminds you of a boar. Head-driven while using his size as intimidation, the testosterone that leaks from him is almost enough to make you cough.

It’s when you release a hiss of air from taking the knee to the ribs that you decide the show’s over. Elbowing the arm that holds himself up, locking your legs around his hips, you push him onto his back, growling. “Enough.” Your voice has that ethereal chime, sending shivers down the spines of those looking on with an intent to devour.

Focusing on his eyes, the connection forms a bridge. Golden glowing embers that only you can imagine leading your intentions to coat him with a soft push of influence. He stills beneath you. His grip on your thigh which was previously attempting to push you off becomes soft. Almost petting your muscle before he nods.

“Sí, señorita.”

The men watching start to holler, making enough racket that you have to push your control just a bit harder. Hand trailing over his face before taking his wrists and printing them above your head.

“Very good. Wake up.” As easy as it was to enter his mind, and form around him in a soft embrace, you pull back your influence. The trance leaves him in a breath, becoming aware of the crowd before looking up to find you smiling down on him.

The erection pressing against your ass is immediate. Giving his wrists a small squeeze, you stand from his lap a second later to let your actions speak.

It takes about another ten minutes for the meeting to adjourn. Some of the men had spoken up and even asked questions, and a lesser tension could be felt, compared to the beginning. They’d have much more work to do if it was ever to become a safe environment for whatever creature was chosen, but you had hope for Los Vaqueros.

Alejandro and Price agreed on having downtime before meeting for the second reason of the task force’s visit. With an hour to do nothing, Price decided to walk around on a self-guided tour, wanting to separate himself from the others.

He isn’t one to let curiosity get the best of him, but that became a lie when you joined. Tension in his knuckles begs to be cracked by the force of at least hitting something, pent-up frustration storming.

It was the moment between you and Rudy. He’d seen it.

What seemed like a private moment between you two hadn’t been fully concealed at the entrance point of the kill house. While everyone else had watched the feed of internal cameras, he’d been watching you.

Seeing you instantly melt into Rudy’s affection sparked something far too inappropriate for a man his age. Immature for a Captain. The nagging thoughts of hands coating something that belonged to him, made him want to lay his hands on you in any way. Spar marked as training, or grabbing you by the waist and against his chest.

Maybe you’d ask for a transfer. Fuck, maybe you’d be in bed with Rudy and Alejandro at the end of the night.

He doesn’t understand how you could chase him like a puppy, just to sniff a new bone and run in the opposite direction. Fleeting and impatient where your attention should be on him. You’re on his contract. Not theirs. That can’t possibly be broken and torn up. You’re his and his alone.

“I’m a fucking mess.” He admonished. To whom, he wasn't sure.

The hallways of the base were more intimate and narrow than the ones back home, making an eerie quietness come over him. Minimal sounds echoing, letting Price’s footsteps reverberate quietly on the concrete ground. It's when walking past a small corridor of offices, that the silence breaks.

“-your face, princesa. You’re tired and cold. No nos mientas.” Alejandro’s voice breaks over the hum of electricity in the halls. Straining to hear the vibrato of the conversation, Price follows the sound coming from an office a few yards away

“Tell, him. If he doesn’t know, how is he supposed to fix you?” Rudy’s voice consumes the space in a whisper, absorbing sound as he speaks gently. Price leans against an adjacent wall, the blinds on the door’s window blocking any view of him.

He can see you sitting on the desk with the two men he has loathed far too harshly since the start of the morning, crowding you. You lean into them, the movement of their hands petting you isn’t missed by Price.

The unspoken relationship between the three of you is so blatantly contrasted against you and the 141, that he wants to throw himself out of a window. The ignorant belief you wouldn’t stray from his heel grating in his mind.

Jealousy makes his lungs stutter at the wave of pressure from the sight. It makes him want to have a team bond that makes holding and sharing you in soft moments. It’s what he’s beginning to crave as he watches it happen with them.

Maybe if you weren’t a self-righteous prick it would be different. He tells himself, seething as he watches on.

“I’ll be fine. Just a few more days like this and I’ll be back to normal.” You almost sound defeated with the insistent directing and questioning.

“You know… We could always just-”

Before you can finish the sentence, Rudy’s hand gives a smack to your arm in the form of a reprimand. “No, cariño.”

Alejandro follows the reprimand, capturing your chin in his hand. “We respect the Captain. We’re not going to interfere with what you have together.”

Alright, Price is fractionally less mad at them, his paranoid mind bristling still.

“Yeah, right.” An irritated scoff leaves you, shaking your head from his hold. “Doesn’t want me. Made it known.”

When you hop off the desk to gather yourself, you miss the look between the Colonel and Sergeant Major.

“Price is a good man, princesa.” Alejandro starts, and the words stir you enough to let the disbelief on your face show.

“Why are you-” You cut yourself off, moving to turn on Alejandro. “Look at me. Any man would have fucked me on the first day. You know what's going to happen, if-”

It almost sounds as if you’re going to cry. Has it really been this big of an issue?

“Shh, you’re okay. Estas perfectamente bien.” Through the blinds, Price watches as they bring you back into their embraces. “We believe in you two, just let him come to his senses.” Rudy murmurs against your hair.

“If he doesn’t… Please call us, mi amor.” Alejandro finishes.

You don’t make it more than five minutes before being grabbed and shoved into an empty conference room.

“What the fuck-” A hand covers your mouth as the door locks behind you, flicking on a yellowing overhead light.

“What the fuck was that?” Startling at the intensity of his voice, your eyes dart to the ice-blue ones glaring at you, filled with rage.

“The hell are you talking about?” Your muffled reply makes his hand move from over your mouth and down to your jaw, his body crowding you against the wall.

“Don't you play stupid, girl.” Price’s voice drops lower than you’ve ever heard. Even thicker than when he finishes a cigar. The prickling feeling rolls off of him again, making your throat tighten. There’s another feeling to him. A crash of emotion that makes you want to lower your head and dispel any argument between each other. To please him.

Your silence makes him continue. “That little thing you had with Rodolfo earlier today. That little meeting you just had with them. What the fuck is going on?”

It's suffocating how fast your brain spins to make sense of it all. Trying to remember while the weight of his emotions makes a cyclone crash into you. It’s not fair that his eyes are boring into you, scanning for a lie.

Oh, Christ. That moment with Rudy. It almost feels shameful to know that he had seen it, and watched the intimacy between someone you trust. But the anger at Price for now approaching you like this, like he cared, outweighs everything.

“That wasn’t anything. It wasn’t even a thing.” Hissing back, gaze unmoving from his while puffing yourself up in defense. “It was a small pick me up.”

Price's expression turns dark. For a moment, all you can hear is the light humming above you.

“I saw it. Plain as day, Saint. The whole team did.” You feel the pressure on your body getting firmer. “Do you know how fucking embarrassing that is? Seeing you act like a little slut for all to see?”

If it wasn’t for the anger boiling in your veins, you’d be turned on by how degrading he is.

So, you play his game.

“Oh I see.” A silent grin haunts your lips. “You jealous, Price?” Tilting your head up before he reaffirms his hold on your jaw. “Didn’t like how he touched me?”

You can see how close he is to doing something, being on the edge of a tipping point you don’t know of. The anger floods into you, making your own emotions match. The previous submission evaporates into a storm of fury, potent enough that your tail twitches aggressively against the wall.

“You’re really askin’ for it, ain’t cha?” He fumes. Breath fanning across your lips, the heat makes you lick your own. The buckle of his belt presses against your stomach, and you wonder if it’ll leave a mark with how much he pushes onto you. “Say that again, I dare you."

The heated air between you charges something greater than your dream ever did on him, heavier than any touch you’ve felt by his hands. So, you do what he asks.

“Are you jealous, Captain?”

Before you take your next breath, his thumb moves to invade your mouth; Pressing against the backside of your lower teeth, he opens your mouth for you while leaning to speak against your ear.

“You think I don't know what kind of games you’re playing, right? Tha’ I don’t see how you’re acting right now?” The brush of his beard itches your right cheek. And god damn this forsaken man, your panties are already soaked from the feeling.

Your jaw is still trapped in his hold, not allowing you a noise besides the garbled mess of a protest.

“You’re trying to piss me off right now so I punish you, and give you the satisfaction you want eh?”

You’d argue that it didn’t start that way, but now he’s certainly correct. “Keep acting like a child and you’re gonna be treated like one. Demon brat.”

Had it not been for the use of that insult, you could have forgotten that you were mad in the first place. Saliva pools in your mouth, and you can see his eyes dart down at the stand that drops onto your shirt.

You remind him of your fangs with a curl of your upper lips.

Seemingly reigning himself in, he releases his hold but lets his thumb remain on your bottom lip as you swallow.

“You want me to behave?” Inhaling shakily, as if high on a stim, your head tilts back to match his glare. “You gonna keep me on a leash? Make sure I’m by your side so my tail only wags for you?”

Price raises his eyebrow at that and somehow you feel like you’ve just let him win.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" His expression transforms into something more dangerous; A small smile curls on the corner of his mouth. "To be my little demon dog, staying by my feet, always ready to obey. Is that what you're after, Saint?"

Your hands move from the wall to instead find the meat of his hips, digging into his jeans with the tips of your nails. Pressing against him to stand on your tip-toes, the pressure of your hips together makes you bite down a groan, feeling a flicker of his arousal inlet to you.

“I’m not your little bitch.”

“You’re not?” He drawls, looking at you in fake surprise. The hand previously on your shoulder moves to your ass while he presses into you harsher.

"’Cause right now, you’re barking an awful lot with tha’ pretty little mouth of yours." He sneers, his hips grinding against yours forcing a gasp from you.

"And I think that pretty mouth of yours could make some different kinds of noises. Hm?"

At that, your head thuds against the wall. Fisting your hands onto his jeans, you don’t offer a response.

“Tsk. Gone quiet now?” His low laugh saturates your heart, the heat flowing to your core. To your surprise, he encourages your behavior. Lifting you with a hand under your ass with the other on your back, he turns to lay you on the conference table.

His erection grants you friction across your damp panties, good enough to almost sedate you in a drunken haze. When you prominently roll your hips against his straining cock, he groans loud enough to make him turn and bite his shirt.

“Maybe if you used me, I wouldn’t have to go bending over for anyone else.”

“You’re my operator. Your loyalty lies solely with me.” Snarling in a sharp contrast, a choleric look peers into you. “Is that understood?"

The drag of his beard across your cheek comes back, scratching your skin to bring you back from the feeling of his hardened cock rocking against your clit through your clothes. When you can only grunt in response, the hold on your jaw is the only warning before he kisses you.

Tongue diving in to meet your own, he dominates his way in while holding your jaw. Breaths borderline panting, the searing anger turning into a lustful spark, and fuck he tastes so good on your tongue. It almost dulls the meaning behind his words, of his claim and possession that comes to the surface. The feeling of submission comes to you again; Understanding that it's not you empathetically picking up on it, but rather the way your body wants to submit to his domineering energy.

His hand fists into your hair, holding you down as he licks into your mouth. You find your ground in the moment, kissing him back like a cannibal and expecting to see red smeared across each other's lips if he were to pull back.

“Show me you’re mine and I’ll give you what you want.” You can feel him start to leave you, his hold lessening to leave you on the table.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” A broken growl rumbles your chest, eyebrows furrowing as your jaw sets. Reaching out a hand to latch onto his belt, frustration glowing in your eyes.

He scoffs. Actually scoffs as he looks down with a twisted smile.

“Careful sweetheart. Don’t go ordering me around.” He easily shakes off your hand and greedily lets his eyes take in your body underneath him. It's uncomfortably tense as he grips your hip, moving to get off and away without a second thought.

The feeling of your pants tugging makes him stop.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding.”

Looking down, you both find you're stuck together; The button of your pants having looped into his belt buckle. It doesn't make any fucking sense whatsoever, but rather keeping his hips tilted against yours with the pull.

“Could be fucking. But not kidding.” You griped, not offering any assistance. Wanting to keep him there for longer, your hips buck up.

“Stop. Moving.” He hisses, adding emphasis as he smacks the top of your thigh. “I'm trying not to bloody rip it.”

“Just take it off.”

The whine comes unabashedly from you, childishly biting your lip as you laugh at him. His fingerwork is clumsy, unable to unhook the button from himself. Huffing, you swat his hands away to take over. “Let me-"

Your fingers fumble between the button seemingly wrapped around his belt buckle, weaving around the metal in a way unknown to either of you. You’d settle for divine intervention.

“How’s it so fucking tight-” His hand holds yours while he tries to pull free again, only to feel you’re still stuck.

“Ye sly. Old. Dog.”

The speed at which Price’s head whips back over his shoulder is almost concerning for a man his age. Had you not also immediately looked to see Soap standing at the door, staring with the proudest shit-eating grin, you’d have noticed the vein pumping in Price’s neck.

“Soap, ‘ave you gone daft? Get. Out.”

You can’t even respond as your jaw drops from the surprise. The man wolfishly snapping his eyes to find yours, and holding it with a tick in his jaw. Fuck, even he's aroused with the imagination of finding you and the Captain fucking. Without validating any part of the story, Soap darts away with the door clicking shut, Price aggressively pulls hard enough that you’re freed- clothing unscathed.

“That’s gonna be spread like wildfire now.” He busies himself with being sure his pants are on correctly and probably hiding any remnants of his hard-on. You let the silence hang while fixing yourself up, wanting to walk out of the room as if you weren't close to being fucked. Trailing your eyes over Price, he doesn't bother looking at you, but the subtle flush on the tips of his ears is there. An expert in hiding his emotions and blending in for whatever the social context calls for.

“Don’t act like that’s not what you want to happen.” Hopping off the table and heading to the door, he crowds you from behind. His warmth makes your hand pause on the door, feeling the draft of his breath skim your shoulder. The hair on the back of your neck stands up, sending an anxious chill down your spine. More and more it feels like you've lost your advantage with him.

“I don’t want an endless fling to become your permanence. To sustain you.” His hand wraps around your front, securing a place on your neck.

“I want to drown in you.”

[cynicalrosebud]

K9 Hybrid AU: Worldbuilding

Introduction to K9 Hybrids:

K9 hybrids are advanced beings created through genetic engineering, combining human and canine traits to produce highly specialized operatives. They are used in various high-stakes military and law enforcement scenarios due to their enhanced abilities and training.

General Traits (All Hybrids):

Ears: Upright, pointed, and large like those of a German Shepherd, these ears give the hybrids an alert, intelligent appearance. They twitch at the slightest sound, expressing focus, curiosity, and sometimes emotion depending on the situation.

Other Shared Traits:

Muscle tone: All K9 hybrids would have muscular, agile bodies designed for combat and speed.

Eyes: Sharp, focused eyes, either amber, brown, or even striking blue in some cases.

Tail: Bushy, expressive tails that wag when happy or alert when on high alert, also reminiscent of German Shepherds.

Claws: Hybrids have sharp, long claws that require maintenance. Generally strong enough to kill but delicate enough to conduct daily tasks.

Teeth: reminiscent of the Shepherd, the canines of the hybrid are stronger and more elongated than their human counterparts.

Breed Influences:

Y/n: A hybrid, characterized by agility, intelligence, and skill above her class.

Gaz: A hybrid, exhibiting loyalty and calmness. He has a stocky build with water-resistant fur in a dark brown shade. Amber eyes.

Soap: A hybrid with high energy and problem-solving skills. He has a compact frame and longer, shaggy fur styled in a mohawk. Piercing blue eyes.

Training and Roles:

Training: K9 hybrids undergo rigorous training that combines canine instincts with human tactical skills. They are trained for specialized roles including search and rescue, combat support, and reconnaissance.

Roles: In the field, they perform tasks such as tracking, handling explosives, and engaging in close-quarters combat. Their training is tailored to their individual traits and abilities.

Handlers:

Role: Handlers are human operatives responsible for directing and supporting their hybrid partners. They form strong bonds with their hybrids, relying on them for missions and personal protection.

Examples:

Ghost: A handler known for his tactical expertise and stealth, working closely with his hybrid partner, Soap.

Alex: A handler who specializes in close-quarters combat and field operations, partnered with his hybrid, Y/n.

Price: A seasoned handler with experience in high-risk missions, working alongside his hybrid partner, Gaz.

Society and Integration:

Military and Law Enforcement: K9 hybrids are highly valued in military and law enforcement for their specialized skills and capabilities. They are integrated into elite units and teams.

Public Perception: While hybrids are respected for their abilities, they also face challenges related to prejudice and discrimination. Efforts are ongoing to ensure their fair treatment and recognition.

Physical and Biological Features of Military K9 Hybrids

1. Physical Features:

1.1. General Appearance:

Description: Military K9 hybrids possess a robust and athletic build tailored for rigorous military tasks. Their physique is strong and agile, combining the endurance of canines with the physical attributes of humans.

Size: They vary in size based on the breeds used for hybridization, typically ranging from medium to large.

1.2. Fur:

Description: Their fur (what we refer to as hair when on a human head) is designed to be both functional and durable, suitable for various environmental conditions. They usually have short to medium-length fur that is dense or wiry, offering protection against the elements while remaining manageable.

Colors: Fur colors can include black, tan, brown, and gray.

1.3. Ears:

Description: All military K9 hybrids have German Shepherd-like ears—erect, pointed, and highly expressive. These ears enhance their auditory abilities and contribute to their keen sense of hearing.

Functionality: The mobility of their ears aids in directional hearing and effective communication.

1.4. Tail:

Description: Their tails are long and expressive, contributing to balance and communication. The tail is used to signal various emotions and intentions.

Functionality: The tail's movement helps convey feelings from excitement to alertness.

1.5. Eyes:

Description: K9 hybrids have large, expressive eyes that reflect their intelligence and sensitivity. Eye colors range from brown to amber, and their vision is adapted for both day and night operations.

Functionality: Enhanced visual acuity supports tracking, surveillance, and various field activities.

1.6. Body Structure:

Description: They possess a lean yet strong muscular structure designed for agility and endurance. Their body is optimized for physical tasks such as running, climbing, and other demanding activities.

Functionality: This structure supports their ability to perform effectively in diverse environments.

2. Biological Features:

2.1. Enhanced Senses:

Description: K9 hybrids have heightened sensory capabilities, including acute hearing, superior olfaction, and enhanced night vision. These traits are inherited from their canine genetics.

Functionality: These enhanced senses are crucial for detecting threats, tracking scents, and conducting surveillance.

2.2. Adaptations for Performance:

Description: Their biological systems are adapted to support high physical performance, including efficient oxygen usage, excellent muscle endurance, and a high metabolism.

Functionality: These adaptations enable sustained activity and quick recovery from exertion.

2.3. Specialized Training Response:

Description: Hybrids have an inherent ability to respond to training commands and signals, reflecting their combined genetic heritage. They are driven to learn and perform specific tasks.

Functionality: Their responsiveness makes them versatile and effective in various military roles.

2.4. Health and Recovery:

Description: Hybrids are susceptible to certain health issues common to both canines and humans. Regular medical care and monitoring are essential to manage these risks.

Functionality: Ongoing health checks and specialized care are necessary for their well-being and operational readiness.

2.5. Reproductive Features:

Description: The reproductive systems of hybrids are compatible with both human and canine genetics, allowing for the continuation of hybrid traits in future generations.

Functionality: Breeding programs focus on maintaining desired traits while ensuring the health and viability of the hybrids.

2.6. Communication:

Description: K9 hybrids use a combination of vocalizations, body language, and expressions to communicate. Their vocalizations can range from barks and growls to more nuanced sounds, while body language includes tail movements and ear positions.

Functionality: Effective communication with handlers and other hybrids is crucial for coordinated operations and emotional bonding.

These features ensure that military K9 hybrids are well-equipped for their roles, blending the best characteristics of both canines and humans to excel in demanding military environments.

K9 Hybrid Personalities and Needs

1. Personality Traits:

1.1. Loyal and Obedient:

Description: K9 hybrids are known for their strong sense of loyalty and obedience to their handlers. They form deep bonds with their human partners, often displaying unwavering dedication and trust.

Needs: Regular interaction and bonding time with handlers are crucial. They thrive in environments where they feel valued and trusted.

1.2. Intelligent and Adaptive:

Description: Hybrids possess high intelligence and adaptability, enabling them to learn quickly and handle complex tasks. They are often used in specialized roles that require problem-solving skills.

Needs: Mental stimulation through training exercises, problem-solving activities, and engaging tasks are essential to keep them sharp and satisfied.

1.3. Energetic and Driven:

Description: K9 hybrids have high energy levels and a strong drive to perform tasks. This trait is particularly evident in roles that require physical exertion and agility.

Needs: Regular physical exercise and opportunities to channel their energy are crucial. They benefit from vigorous activities and training sessions that keep them active and engaged.

1.4. Sensitive and Observant:

Description: Hybrids are often sensitive to their environment and can pick up on subtle changes or signals. This sensitivity makes them excellent at detecting threats or changes in their surroundings.

Needs: They need a stable and secure environment where they can feel safe and confident. Consistent routines and positive reinforcement help maintain their emotional well-being.

1.5. Playful and Curious:

Description: Despite their serious roles, many hybrids have a playful and curious side. They enjoy exploring and playing, which helps balance their work and downtime.

Needs: Opportunities for play and exploration are important for their overall happiness. Enrichment activities and toys that stimulate their curiosity can help keep them content.

2. Physical and Emotional Needs:

2.1. Regular Exercise:

Description: Hybrids require regular physical activity to maintain their health and energy levels. Exercise helps them stay fit and manage their high energy.

Examples: Daily runs, obstacle courses, and training drills that challenge their physical abilities.

2.2. Mental Stimulation:

Description: Engaging in tasks that challenge their intelligence and problem-solving skills is vital. Mental stimulation helps prevent boredom and keeps them sharp.

Examples: Puzzle toys, complex training exercises, and tasks that require critical thinking.

2.3. Social Interaction:

Description: Positive interactions with handlers and other hybrids are essential for their social development and emotional health. They thrive in environments where they feel connected and valued.

Examples: Bonding sessions with handlers, group training activities, and socialization with other hybrids.

2.4. Proper Nutrition:

Description: A balanced diet tailored to their specific needs supports their overall health and performance. Nutrition is crucial for maintaining their energy levels and physical condition.

Examples: High-quality, specially formulated food that meets their dietary requirements.

2.5. Health Care:

Description: Regular medical check-ups and prompt attention to any health issues are necessary to ensure their well-being. Hybrids need access to veterinary care and specialized medical attention when required.

Examples: Routine vaccinations, dental care, and treatment for injuries or illnesses.

2.6. Rest and Recovery:

Description: Adequate rest and recovery time are essential for maintaining their physical and mental health. Hybrids need periods of downtime to recuperate from training and missions.

Examples: Comfortable resting areas, relaxation time, and time off from intensive activities.

2.7. Safe and Secure Environment:

Description: A secure environment where hybrids feel safe and protected contributes to their emotional well-being. They need to be in environments where they can trust their surroundings.

Examples: Secure kennels, safe training areas, and stable living conditions.

Understanding and addressing these personalities and needs ensure that K9 hybrids remain effective, healthy, and content in their roles. Proper care and attention to their unique traits are essential for their overall well-being and performance.

[octuscle]

My friend’s in search of a pool boy for August. He recently told me to download this Chronoviac app to help him look. We’re buds, so I agreed, even though I suspect by “pool boy” he just wants me to keep an eye out for twunks. But while I thought it would be like Craigslist or maybe Uber or something, the link he sent me just has one big button: “ACTIVATE SCENARIO”. Am I supposed to press that? Am I doing this right?

It's early in the morning. You still have some time before you have to go to work, so you can have a look at it. And hey, it's your buddy, what can happen? Push the button!

If you need to think, it's best to go for a run first. That clears your head. And obviously you need a clear head. Since when do you go running in the morning? You have running shorts and top hanging above your desk chair. There are running shoes in the hallway with not-so-fresh socks in them. You are really confused. But your morning 10-kilometre run is clearly in your mind's eye. So you get ready and start running.

Fuck, that was a good time for the distance. You are in top form today. A quick protein shake and then get into your hybrid Hyundai and off to work. It's really hard for you to concentrate at your desk today… For one thing, it's hard for you to sit still and not move. On the other hand, you find the air conditioning incredibly stuffy. Fortunately, as the day goes on, you receive fewer and fewer enquiries about the planning figures for the next year. Instead, you are asked every now and then to look for a blocked drain or a defective socket. Actually, that's not the job of controlling now. But you are happy when you can get out and move around.

During your lunch break you go to the company gym. There's usually no one there at that time. But only losers take lunch. A big protein shake after training is enough for you. When you go to your locker after training, your suit is gone. Dios mio, you think, why is there an overall with "Janitor Marques" hanging in the locker? You get annoyed every time that your engineering master's degree from the Dominican Republic is not accepted here. You studied climate engineering. And you graduated with honours. And here you are allowed to refill toilet paper and repair the flush. Fucking gringos. And the money isn't even enough for a decent life. But luckily your little pool service business is doing quite well. Someone was looking for help on the noticeboard at the gym. The guy who advertised the job sounds chilled out and you can even use the pool by arrangement. In return, you have to maintain the equipment, clean the pool and the terrace and occasionally help out at pool parties. At the university in Santo Domingo, you were a popular DJ at student parties. Maybe you can do the same here.

After work, you hop in your pickup truck and drive to the guy looking for pool service. The interview goes close and smoothly. Finally, your new client, who is a pretty hot guy, asks if you'd like to try out the pool. And takes off his shirt. You follow his example without hesitation. The first pool party can begin!

[scarabesque-returns]

"This is why you use a reputable VPN and open source software that anonymizes your usage." Recs are appreciated. Also for search engines, Presearch shat the bed.

Mullvad is the best VPN, easy. It's reasonably priced, private, and fast. NordVPN consistently gets high marks up there with Mullvad but I haven't used it myself.

For clients, I use the old standby qBitTorrent. Transmission and Tribler are newer and have some fancy features.

I still use Presearch, but if you want to try others I think Brave Search is a cool project. They're a hybrid with results from Google, but they have their own crawler too. If you want completely unique results, there's Mojeek from the UK and Yandex from Russia.

https://www.searchenginemap.com/ is a nice visualizer so you can see how all the search engines are interconnected.

[kevnit]

@simran0803

Shopify: The Ultimate Tool for Building a Profitable Ecommerce Empire

In the ever-evolving world of e-commerce, selecting the right platform can mean the difference between success and obscurity. Shopify, a powerful cloud-based e-commerce platform, has emerged as a game-changer for entrepreneurs and businesses seeking to establish a profitable online presence. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll delve deep into why Shopify stands out as the ultimate tool for building a thriving e-commerce empire. We’ll also explore how Shopify Experts like Kevnit can be your trusted allies in this exciting journey.

The Power of Shopify

Simplicity

Shopify’s user-friendly interface is a major selling point, especially for those new to the world of e-commerce. It eliminates the need for advanced coding skills, making it accessible to beginners and seasoned entrepreneurs alike. With its intuitive drag-and-drop features, you can create a visually stunning online store without the complexities of traditional website development.

This simplicity extends to managing your store. Shopify offers a straightforward dashboard where you can easily add products, update inventory, and process orders. Even if you’re not tech-savvy, you’ll find Shopify’s interface remarkably user-friendly.

Scalability

One of Shopify’s most significant advantages is its scalability. Whether you’re starting small or have grand ambitions, Shopify can accommodate your needs. You won’t have to worry about the platform becoming cumbersome or expensive as your business grows. With various pricing plans and the ability to add features and functionalities through apps, Shopify can evolve with your business.

As your online empire expands, Shopify ensures that you can handle increased traffic, product listings, and customer demands without a hitch. This scalability is a vital asset for any e-commerce venture.

Feature-Rich

Shopify boasts a rich set of features designed to help you sell more products and enhance the overall shopping experience. Here are some key features that can benefit your e-commerce business.

Powerful Search Engine: Shopify’s search engine helps customers find products quickly, improving user navigation and increasing the likelihood of conversions.

Multiple Payment Options: Offering diverse payment methods makes shopping more convenient for your customers. Shopify supports a wide range of payment gateways, giving you flexibility in how you accept payments.

Marketing Tools: From email marketing to social media integration and comprehensive analytics, Shopify provides the tools needed to create and execute effective marketing campaigns.

Detailed Analytics: Gain insights into your store’s performance with Shopify’s analytics dashboard. Monitor sales, track customer behavior, and make data-driven decisions to optimize your business.

Excellent Support

In the world of e-commerce, having access to reliable support is crucial. Shopify excels in this department by offering robust customer support. Whether you have technical questions, need guidance on using specific features, or encounter any issues, Shopify’s support system is there to assist you promptly.

This support can be particularly valuable for newcomers who might be navigating the complexities of online retail for the first time. Knowing that help is just a message or call away can provide peace of mind as you build and grow your e-commerce business.

Unlocking Shopify’s Full Potential with Kevnit

Kevnit brings a team of experienced Shopify professionals to the table, ready to assist you in every aspect of your e-commerce journey. Let’s explore how Kevnit can help you harness the full potential of Shopify.

Theme and Plugin Selection

Your online store’s appearance and functionality play a critical role in attracting and retaining customers. Kevnit’s experts can guide you in selecting the right theme and plugins tailored to your business needs and target audience. We’ll work closely with you to create a unique and engaging online presence that stands out in the competitive e-commerce landscape.

Choosing the right theme can define your brand’s identity and set the tone for your customers’ shopping experience. Kevnit understands the importance of making the right first impression and will ensure that your store’s design aligns with your business goals and resonates with your audience.

Payment Process Setup

Setting up a secure and efficient payment process is non-negotiable in e-commerce. Kevnit will ensure that your payment gateway is seamless and trustworthy, fostering trust and confidence among your customers.

Our team will help you navigate the complexities of payment processing, ensuring that transactions are smooth and secure. Whether you’re accepting credit card payments, digital wallets, or alternative payment methods, Kevnit will implement a robust payment system that enhances the user experience and minimizes cart abandonment.

Product Catalog Management

Efficiently managing your product catalog is fundamental to e-commerce success. Kevnit can assist you in organizing your inventory, optimizing product listings, and ensuring that your catalog remains up-to-date with new arrivals and inventory changes.

A well-structured product catalog makes it easier for customers to find what they’re looking for and encourages them to explore additional products. Kevnit’s expertise in catalog management ensures that your online store remains organized, visually appealing, and conducive to higher sales.

Marketing Campaigns

Marketing is the lifeblood of any e-commerce venture. Our team can create and execute tailored marketing campaigns that drive targeted traffic to your store, increase conversions, and boost your online sales. Whether it’s email marketing, social media advertising, or search engine optimization (SEO), Kevnit has you covered.

We understand that every business is unique, and there’s no one-size-fits-all approach to marketing. Kevnit’s experts will work closely with you to develop a customized marketing strategy that aligns with your brand identity, goals, and budget. Our goal is to help you maximize your return on investment and achieve sustainable growth.

Search Engine Optimization (SEO)

In a crowded digital marketplace, visibility is key. Kevnit specializes in optimizing your store for search engines, ensuring that your website ranks well on search engine results pages (SERPs). Our SEO strategies encompass,

Keyword Research: We’ll identify the most relevant and high-impact keywords for your industry and products.

On-Page Optimization: Kevnit will optimize your product listings, category pages, and other on-site elements to improve search engine rankings.

Link Building: Building high-quality backlinks is essential for SEO success. We’ll help you earn authoritative and relevant links to boost your online authority.

Content Marketing: Content is king in the world of SEO. Our team can create compelling and informative content that not only attracts visitors but also enhances your site’s authority and relevance.

Effective SEO can drive organic traffic to your online store, reducing your reliance on paid advertising and increasing your store’s long-term sustainability.

The Future of E-commerce with Shopify

E-commerce is a dynamic field that constantly evolves with technological advancements. Shopify is at the forefront of embracing these innovations, positioning itself as a platform that can help you stay competitive. Here are some cutting-edge technologies related to Shopify that can catapult your business to new heights,

Artificial Intelligence (AI)

AI is redefining the customer experience on Shopify stores. Imagine a virtual assistant that personalizes product recommendations based on a customer’s browsing history, generates compelling product descriptions automatically, and even answers customer inquiries promptly. AI can make all this and more possible, enhancing user engagement and boosting sales.

Personalized Recommendations: AI algorithms can analyze customer behavior and preferences to suggest products that align with their interests. This not only improves user experience but also increases the likelihood of making a sale.

Automated Product Descriptions: AI-driven tools can generate product descriptions that are not only accurate but also compelling. This saves time and ensures consistency in product listings.

Instant Customer Support: AI-powered chatbots can provide instant responses to customer inquiries, whether they’re about product availability, order status, or return policies. This round-the-clock support enhances customer satisfaction.

Machine Learning (ML)

Machine learning algorithms are another powerful asset that can enhance your Shopify store’s performance. ML can,

Predict Customer Behavior: ML algorithms analyze historical data to predict customer behavior, such as which products they’re likely to purchase next or when they might make a purchase. This insight enables you to tailor your marketing efforts and product recommendations effectively.

Optimize Product Placement: ML can help you determine the best placement for products within your store. This strategic positioning can increase visibility and drive more conversions.

Fraud Detection: ML algorithms can detect unusual patterns and behaviors that may indicate fraudulent activities, such as credit card fraud. This protects both your business and your customers.

Chatbots

Chatbots are gaining popularity in the world of e-commerce for their versatility and round-the-clock availability. These automated conversational agents can handle a variety of tasks, from answering customer queries and providing real-time support to even making sales. Integrating chatbots into your Shopify store ensures that customers always have a seamless shopping experience.

Customer Support: Chatbots can provide instant responses to common customer queries, reducing the need for human intervention and speeding up issue resolution.

Sales Assistance: Chatbots can guide customers through the buying process, helping them find the right products and completing their purchases.

Data Collection: Chatbots can gather valuable customer data, such as email addresses or product preferences, which can inform your marketing strategies.

Virtual Reality (VR)

While virtual reality is still in its early stages in e-commerce, it holds immense promise. Imagine allowing your customers to virtually “try on” products before making a purchase decision or providing them with immersive virtual tours of your online store. VR has the potential to revolutionize the way consumers shop online, offering a level of interactivity and engagement previously unattainable.

Virtual Try-Ons: For industries like fashion and cosmetics, VR can enable customers to see how products look on them virtually. This reduces the uncertainty associated with online shopping and can lead to higher conversion rates.

Virtual Store Tours: VR can provide customers with immersive tours of your online store, replicating the experience of browsing in a physical store. This can increase customer engagement and time spent on your site.

Conclusion

In conclusion, Shopify stands as the ultimate tool for building a profitable e-commerce empire. Its simplicity, scalability, rich feature set, and excellent support make it an ideal choice for businesses of all sizes. With the right partner like Kevnit, you can unlock Shopify’s full potential, from theme selection to payment processing, catalog management, marketing campaigns, and SEO.

As we look to the future of e-commerce, technologies like AI, ML, chatbots, and VR are poised to reshape the industry. Shopify is at the forefront of integrating these innovations into its platform, ensuring that your e-commerce business remains competitive and forward-thinking.

Your path to e-commerce success begins with the right platform and the right partner. Don’t delay your dreams of building a thriving online empire. Join forces with the Shopify experts at Kevnit, and together, we’ll transform your e-commerce aspirations into a tangible reality.

5. Appendix: Shopify Resources

As you embark on your e-commerce journey with Shopify, here are some additional tools, apps, and resources to explore:

Shopify App Store: Discover a wide range of apps and plugins to enhance your store’s functionality and productivity.

Shopify Academy: Access free courses and resources to help you master e-commerce and grow your business.

Shopify Community: Connect with fellow entrepreneurs, share experiences, and seek advice in the Shopify Community forums.

Shopify Blog: Stay updated on e-commerce trends, tips, and success stories with Shopify’s official blog.

Shopify Help Center: Access comprehensive guides, tutorials, and FAQs to troubleshoot issues and optimize your store.

Remember that success in e-commerce is an ongoing journey. Continuously explore new technologies, strategies, and best practices to stay at the forefront of the industry.

With Shopify as your foundation and Kevnit as your guide, your e-commerce empire is within reach. Start your journey today and watch your online business flourish in the ever-expanding digital marketplace. Your success story begins now.

[wutheringmights]

For CTB’s 3rd anniversary (holy crap!!!), I’d like to ask if there’s any fun/interesting lore u wish u could naturally add in, but haven’t had the opportunity to do so yet?

As you could probably guess with STP, I have so many ideas for New Hyrule that I will probably never be able to convey in CTB proper. STP only scratched the surface of all the little cultural differences that make New Hyrule different from Warriors's Hyrule.

Actually, there's a lot of tiny cultural things I would love to delve into more with all the various Hyrules across the eras that I wish I could explore.

Here's a few:

Skyloft has a lot of Greek trappings, such as valuing Gladiator-esque fights and masked theater productions as entertainment. Skyloft is also freaking huge, with multiple sky island clusters making various communities across the sky. Sky's parents are actually still alive, but they live far away from him and he hasn't had the chance to visit in years.

Four's Hyrule has very little concept of the Triforce, but the myth of the Master Sword is fairly prevalent across his time and is conflated with the myth of the Picori sword; his Hyrule is also the smallest with it being more a fief than an actual kingdom.

Even after stopping Ganondorf, tensions between tribes is still really intense in Time's era. The memory of the civil war / the Unification War is still recent and every side is still bitter about the outcome.

Twilight's era is the most similar to Warriors, with stark class differences and plenty of newly acquired land. Being from Ordon, Twilight identifies more with regular humans than Hylians and gets indignant when he's lumped with one but not the other. The humans of Ordon also worship spirits more than the goddesses, so Twilight is very culturally disconnected from other Hylians.

Legend's Hyrule is on the upswing after years of economic troubles, and is surrounded by much richer kingdoms. Magic is also the most prevalent and common in his era. It's not unusual for young men to leave Hyrule in search of riches to bring back to their families.

Hyrule's era is extremely poor, but so is the other kingdoms surrounding Hyrule. The aristocracy takes no responsibility for the lower classes, which leads to a lot of regular people not giving a shit who their princess is or what the laws are. Towns are very close communities, as being a wanderer like Hyrule is more risk than its worth.

The Great Sea is also far bigger and more populated than what is in the game. All of the myths about the sea portray it as an violent, uncaring father. There is so little fish in the world that deities are often portrayed as fish/human hybrids. There's a lot of tiny superstitions involving sailing too, such as never killing a gull out in sea or else risking the wraith of the sea god.

There's a underlining sense of fear in Wild's Hyrule that there are no other kingdoms beyond the borders of Hyrule or on the other side of the ocean. While the older generation can recall stories of foreign lands, the younger generation are more prone to believing that they are the last of humanity. Round-eared humans are unheard of in Wild's time.

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And now, various New Hyrule facts:

While most other Hyrules have a traditional European fantasy biome, New Hyrule's biome resembles California. Trading Post's real world analogue is Canary Row in Monterey.

Hats and bonnets are essential outdoor wear; to leave your hair out is impolite at best.

Trainspotting is a common past time; people who are fans of the rail industry without being royal engineers are called rail rats. So mechanics like Jean would be a good example.

You probably noticed in STP that New Hyrule has a lot more modern trappings, such as gramophones, heated plumbing, and gas lamps; telegrams are on the way too.

New Hyrule has a significant celebrity subculture, which Spirit and other famous engineers get folded into; there are plenty of tabloids that cover Spirit sightings across New Hyrule

As New Hyrule becomes more industrialized, tensions are building between the people and industrialists, the crown and the common folk, and Hylians and Lokomo.

[warningsine]

All right, since I bombarded a poor mutual yesterday...

Privacy is not security and security is not privacy. These terms are not interchangeable, but they are intrinsically linked.

While we're at this, anonymity =/= security either. For example, Tor provides the former, but not necessarily the latter, hence using Https is always essential.

It is impossible to have privacy without security, but you can have security without privacy.

A case in point is administrators being able to view any data they want due to their full-access rights to a system. That being said, there are ethics and policies that usually prevent such behavior.

Some general tips:

Operating System: Switch to Linux. Ubuntu and Linux Mint are widely used for a reason. Fedora too. And don't worry! You can keep your current operating system, apps and data. If you're on a Mac computer, you can easily partition your hard drive or SSD by using Disk Utility. If you're on Windows, you can follow this guide.

You want to go a step further? Go with Whonix or Tails. They're Linux distributions as well, but they're both aiming for security, not beauty so the interface might not be ideal for everyone. Many political activists and journalists use them.

You want anonymity? Then you need to familiarize yourself with Tor. Also, Tor and HTTPS and Tor’s weaknesses. When you're using it, don't log in to sites like Google, Facebook, Twitter etc. and make sure to stay away from Java and Javascript, because those things make you traceable.

Alternatives for dealing with censorship? i2p and Freenet.

Is ^ too much? Welp. All right. Let's see. The first step is to degoogle.

Switch to a user-friendly browser like Firefox (or better yet LibreWolf), Brave or Vivaldi. There are plenty of hardened browsers, but they can be overwhelming for a beginner.

Get an ad blocker like Ublock Origin.

Search Engine? StartPage or Duckduckgo. SearXNG too. Like I said degoogle.

Get a PGP encrypted e-mail. Check Protonmail out.

There's also Tutamail that doesn't cover PGP, but uses hybrid encryption that avoids some of the cons of PGP.

Skiff mail is also a decent option.

Use an e-mail aliasing service such as SimpleLogin or AnonAddy.

Check OpenPGP out. Claws Mail is a good e-mail client for Windows and Linux, Thunderbird for Mac OS.

Gpg4win is free and easy to use for anyone that wants to encrypt/decrypt e-mails.

Instead of Whatsapp, Facebook messenger, Telegram etc. use Signal for your encrypted insant messaging, voice and video calls.

Get a metadata cleaner.

Get a firewall like Opensnitch, Portmaster or Netguard which can block Internet for trackers.

Alternatively, go with a private DNS that blocks these trackers. NextDNS is a good paid service. Rethink a good free option.

Replace as many of your applications as you can with FOSS (free and open source) ones. Alternativeto can help you.

Always have automatic updates on. They are annoying af, I know, but they are necessary.

Keep your distance from outdated software.

Always have two-factor authentication (2FA) enabled.

Do not use your administrator account for casual stuff. If you're on Linux, you probably know you can be sudo, but not root.

On Linux distributions use AppArmor, but stay away from random antivirus scanners. Other distributions default to SELinux, which is less suited to a beginner.

Never repeat your passwords. If you can't remember them all, use a password manager like KeePass.

Encrypt your drive.

Honestly, VPNs have their uses and ProtonVPN, Mullvad and Windscribe are decent, but eh. If you don't trust your ISP, why would you trust the VPN provider that claims they don't log you when you can't verify such a thing?

[the-antiapocalyptic-man]

The All-Star Aquaman

Arthur Shin, a Human-Atlantean hybrid bio-engineered by Doctor Stephen Shin (combining his own DNA with that of an injured Atlantean specimen) and equipped with a living liquid prosthetic. He's driven by his search for Atlantis and dreams of a mysterious siren...

Arthur's wanted as an eco-terrorist, initially allying with Kal and Lois over shared enmity for Apex Technologies before forming the All-Stars proper to deal with the true threat hidden in the depths of Apex Headquarters: The Gene-Bomb...and the Pariah who minds it.

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[saturniandragon]

hello airplane enjoyer. i am curious about your thoughts on the design of the God Phoenix from Gatchaman? the old one that fucks, not the new one

Ooh, plane anon. Alright, never heard of that plane or that show before, so let me do a little searching...

Oh.

Well that's definitely a plane for sure.

Only one pair of main wing and... somehow 3 vertical(ish) stabilizers? I wanna see if there's a rear view, hold on.

Two engines, so that's pretty standard. I can't tell where this thing's cockpit is, if there is one. Assuming it's not a drone/UAV.

I'm not an aerospace engineer but realistically I don't think this sort of design will be able to fly irl, because the main wings are so far back and there's nothing on the front to generate lift like small canards. Which means all the lift will be at the rear, so the nose wouldn't be able to pitch up...?

I guess that depends on the weight distribution, like if 80% of the mass is at the back half of the plane. But I don't think that's likely here.

Those exhausts look... hm... pretty normal. You'd still find jet nozzles like that in current era jets. Wonder if that's capable of thrust vectoring too.

Those pencil shaped things on the wingtips look like fuel tanks, kind of like the ones on an F-104 Starfighter, so that's taken from reality as well.

I can't make out what it is with that triple vertical stabs arrangement thing, definitely unorthodox.

Actually let me just read the wiki page of this Gatchaman show, which, again, I've never heard of before. But that design definitely speaks 1970-1980 aesthetics.

HOLD UP

It's a vehicle carrier, a spaceship and a submarine at once?! The designers must had been on crack when designing it. This thing has to be honking massive.

I mean, it speaks 1970-1980 aesthetics, so I guess rule of cool is the number one rule here.

It can reach Mach 5 in plane mode and 40 kts underwater. I don't know what the second and third point means but the fourth point is a concern because... well I can't see how you would use jet/rocket hybrid when traveling underwater. But again, rule of cool.

Yeah it's got nukes, so it has to be honking massive. I guess now that I'm reading the weapon/armament section, it is more like a spaceship fighter. That can also... function as a submarine.

Definitely one of the vehicles of all time, I can tell you that much.

[descenacre]

What is the first boss of Pikmin Echo?

Day 1

On my first day on this planet, I awoke in the darkness. Completely lost, on an unfamiliar surface, without a clue as to the location of my Dolphin.

As the sun began to rise, a strange pattern marking the area I had slept, began to fade away. Had I imagined it? I quickly roused myself, gathered my bearings and surveyed the area, my immediate mission: to find my ship. My eyes turned towards an secluded crook in the distance, and just out of reach, I spotted the Main Engine! For such a vital component to my Dolphin to be laying bare on the field--it could only mean that my ship must be in critical condition. I pondered the situation, but I was lost for a plan to find a way in, until I met the Pikmin.

I walked past thorns, past gates of stone, past bubbling rivers, until I found something peculiar lying in a field of clovers. As I approached what I now call the Onion, it quickly became startled, and burst out of the ground; The Onion's spindly legs tossed me off my feet, as it flew out of my sight!

In its haste, it left behind a single sprout. As I watched it sway back and forth, in the absence of any wind, curiosity overwhelmed me...I plucked the sprout, and met my first Pikmin.

I was shocked! The plant stared at me! It had eyes! Could this be some form of hybrid between plant and animal? I decided to name it a "Pikmin", since it reminded me of a certain Pik Pik carrot back home. I was startled when it ran to me without any warning, and threw it away as far as I could--but it ran straight back to my side! It didn't seem phased at all. I decided to keep searching for a way around to the enclosure, as the Pikmin followed me close behind. Eventually, curiosity got the best of it--It started to carry a seed it had found laying on the ground. Curiosity must be contagious, because now, I too had to follow, I had to see where this Pikmin planned to carry it!

We climbed up the fallen branch of a long-forgotten tree, and jumped into a new field--where lie the Onion! It must have landed here after I had startled it. The seed that the Pikmin brought to the Onion caused it to propagate more sprouts. With a newfound understanding of the Pikmin's relationship to the Onion, I gathered as many seeds as I could from the surrounding field, and assembled a small army. I was lost in the fun, until there were no more pellets to collect, and I became conscious of how many beady little eyes were staring at me, patiently awaiting my next move. In the distance, I recognized the same box that was guarding the enclosure to my Main Engine! I commanded the Pikmin to push the box out of the way, but just as they did, I caught a glimpse of a large beast, who quickly snatched the Main Engine in one bite, as it quickly skittered away using the box we just pushed as an escape!

The Bejeweled Flint Beetle is the first large creature I've encountered. Native to the Tearful Grotto, It carries its young Flintlings atop its back as it skitters the surface, searching for food. I cornered it at the top of the tree stump, but that didn't stop it from skittering about; it was fast!" The creature's hard shell was impervious to my swarm of Pikmin when hit from the side--but if I could land a hit straight on the center of its back, surely the concentrated force of a falling Pikmin would do something? By throwing Pikmin onto its back, its metallic shell rang out with a chime, and one of its children popped off of its back! The fallen ones skittered away, hiding themselves in the cracks of the stump. Once no children remained on its back, one final hit sent it flipping over, and when it landed on its back, it spat out the Main Engine! I looked at it, dumbfounded as to what I might do now. It was such a heavy part! I got a grip on it, and lifted with all of my force, but it failed to budge. Just as I lost hope, my party noticed my struggle, and gathered around the engine, and lifted it straight into the air! Their strength in numbers astounds me. They started moving, and I became frightened--were they going to bring it to the Onion? I tried to catch them and put a stop to it--but they walked straight past the Onion...and brought it to my Dolphin, which had been hiding deep within a field of blooming clovers! I was mortified. The Dolphin was in horrifying condition, stripped to a bare skeleton of its former self--it was missing every single one of its critical components. To make matters worse, my life support beeped harshly, indicating that without a charge from my Eternal Fuel Dynamo, only 3 days remained before its systems would fail. My thoughts began to cloud as the stress of the situation overwhelmed me...but then, I watched the Pikmin, singing, dancing, and celebrating their job well done. Something about their optimism.. the pressure of these terrifying events started to fade away, and a spark of light reignited within me. I will press on, and rebuild my ship, or perish in the attempt. As I installed the Engine into the bottom of the ship, I couldn't help but reflect on the mysteries of this world, and the connection I formed with it. The Pikmin had only recently been brought into this world...how could they have known it belonged to my ship? Or even the location of my ship? I'm at a loss. For now, perhaps I'll theorize they used those giant red sniffers of theirs to identify the scent. This moment, at the start of my journey, filled me with a sense of hope that perhaps even in the Dolphin's current state, I will travel this alien landscape, find the missing pieces, and return home.