#LAM&CO

[lil-gae-disaster]

hey i heard u joinin the lams cult that me and a friend of mine founded 😈

anyways, thanks you <3

you're welcome

I have been in a lot of Fandom cults so it's an honor that I was accepted into this one :) <3

(I literally was a cult leader at some point when i was 10/11)

(^ we don't talk about that)

[inthenameofallthingsholy]

🩷𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜🩷

Hi i’m Speedy, pronouns She/Her, and I write blurbs and one shots. Send me requests for fanfic and I’ll write away! My fandoms and my criteria for each fandom such as ships below the cut. This criteria is just because if you have a ship I’m not good at or don’t like, you deserve a better fic than what I produce

Marvel- Mostly movies but I can do some shows like Daredevil and Agents of shield (if AOS no DaisyxPhill or Simmons or Fitz x someone other than each other). There are a ton of ships for this fandom, so just ask and i’ll tell you wether i ship or not, no judgement given to you :)

DCAU- Justice League and Justice League unlimited only please, and I specialize in Wonderbat but I can do other ships like Hawklantern or Green Canary.

Star Wars- I mostly do LeiaxHan but I will write others like Anidala, Damerey, etc. I just don’t do Reylo.

Star Trek- I mostly do Next Gen, Voyager, and Enterprise.

Hamilton- mostly specialize in Lams, Leggy, or Hamliza, but I can dabble into other ships

SandersSides: I’m not good at writing Roman and Virgil with people other than each other but Logan, Patton, Janus, and Remus I can mix and match the coupling.

Glee: So many people change partners in this show I can pretty much mix and match any too characters (except Kurt and Blaine i’m not good at writing them w/other people)

She-Ra: The canon couples or the implied canon couples (Catradora, Glimbow, Scorfuma, etc)

Owl House: Raeda, Huntlow, Lumity. That is my entire range, it’s embarrassing Ik. I can dabble in side character ships though such as VineyxEmira

HP Marauders: Wolfstar, Jily, or DorcasxMarlene. I don’t do Jegulus or Marlily, i’m sorry.

HP Golden Trio Era: Anything except pedophilia, that is how low the bar is lol.

Amphibia: Sashanne, Marcanne, and everything in between

Stranger Things: Mileven, I can do Byler even though I think Will deserves better, Mucas, Jancy, Stancy, Ronance, Steddie, DustinxSuzie, Jopper, and EddiexChrissy

Lockwood and Co: Lockwood and Lucy yk

Bridgerton: mostly x readers, but also Kanthony

Helluva Boss: M&M and Stolitz

Suits: I do Harvey x Donna and Mike x Rachel.

The Rookie: I do Chenford

Chuck: Chuck x Sarah, Morgan x Alex

Supernatural: !Destiel!, Saileen, Deanxreader, Samxreader, and i dabble in Samwena. I DO NOT do Samifer or Wincest.

I probably forgot some so if there is a fandom you’d like to ask me about, go ahead!

[nguyenlam-1020]

Ống gân xoắn cổ trâu là gì? Dùng để làm gì?

Ống gân xoắn cổ trâu được là từ chất liệu cao cấp sở hữu nhiều ưu điểm nổi bật với ứng dụng đa dạng trong cuộc sống. Hãy cùng tìm hiểu về loại ống này nhé!

Ống được làm từ chất liệu nhựa PVC

Ống gân nổi dạng lồi có màu cam hoặc xám được làm từ nhựa PVC dẻo. Bên trong được lắp đặt đường ống trơn PVC dẻo như cổ trâu, bên ngoài bện xoắn lớp nhựa PVC cứng dạng ruột gà để gia tăng khả năng chịu lực, chống va đập.

Hiện nay, ống được sản xuất với độ dày từ 5-7mm, chiều dài dao động từ 20-30m, có thể lắp đặt trực tiếp vào bên trong hệ thống ống dẫn.

Ống nhựa dạng cổ trâu sở hữu nhiều ưu điểm nổi bật:

Ống thiết kế đa lớp phủ thêm lớp chống mài mòn nên khả năng chịu lực tốt

Chịu được nhiệt độ khắc nghiệt từ -5 độ C đến 100 độ C.

Rất dẻo dai và đàn hồi nên dễ uốn cong và định hình tại vùng lắp đặt

Chịu lực và chống va đập tốt nên rất hiếm bị nứt vỡ

Nhựa an toàn với sức khỏe người dùng.

Ống gân nổi đa năng với nhiều ứng dụng:

Ống bơm hút chân không

Hút xả cát, bụi min và hút xi măng trong công nghiệp xây dựng

Bảo vệ đường ống cát, đường dây điện lắp nổi, lắp ngầm

Dùng làm đường hút bụi trong máy hút công nghiệp và dân dụng

Hiện nay, Nguyên Lâm đang có sẵn đường ống chất lượng phục vụ quý khách hàng. Bạn hãy liên hệ với chúng tôi để được tư vấn sản phẩm !

[leancereal]

Hạt Dinh Dưỡng: Siêu thực phẩm giúp cải thiện sức đề kháng và sức khỏe

Trong thời đại hiện nay, khi mọi người đang tập trung vào việc cải thiện chất lượng cuộc sống và sức kháng, việc chăm sóc dinh dưỡng trở nên quan trọng hơn bao giờ hết. Hãy nghĩ đến hạt dinh dưỡng như một cách tự nhiên để cải thiện sức khỏe của bạn. Trong bài viết này, chúng ta sẽ khám phá về loại thực phẩm này và cách chúng có thể đóng góp vào chế độ ăn uống của bạn, đồng thời cung cấp một số lời khuyên chuẩn SEO để bài viết của bạn nổi bật trên mạng.

Phần 1: Khám phá thế giới của Hạt Dinh Dưỡng

Hạt dinh dưỡng là những loại hạt có chứa nhiều chất dinh dưỡng quan trọng, bao gồm vitamin, khoáng chất, chất xơ và chất chống oxy hóa. Chúng đóng vai trò quan trọng trong việc cung cấp năng lượng và duy trì sức khỏe tốt.

Dưới đây là một số loại hạt dinh dưỡng phổ biến:

1.Hạt Lanh: Hạt lanh chứa nhiều axit béo omega-3, giúp cải thiện sức khỏe tim mạch và tăng cường trí nhớ.

2. Hạt Chia: Hạt chia giàu chất xơ, giúp ổn định đường huyết và tăng cường tiêu hóa.

3. Hạt Mè: Hạt mè chứa nhiều khoáng chất như magiê và sắt, hỗ trợ sức kháng và tăng cường sức khỏe xương.

4. Hạt Óc Chó: Hạt óc chó giàu chất chống oxy hóa, giúp bảo vệ tế bào khỏi tổn thương của các gốc tự do.

Phần 2: Cách Sử Dụng Hạt Dinh Dưỡng Trong Chế Độ Ăn Uống Hằng Ngày

Bài viết sẽ tiếp tục bằng việc trình bày cách thức tích hợp hạt dinh dưỡng vào chế độ ăn uống hàng ngày. Điều này có thể bao gồm thêm chúng vào các món ăn, như smoothie, muesli, salad hoặc sử dụng chúng như một nguồn hấp dẫn của chất béo lành mạnh.

Phần 3: Lợi Ích Sức Khỏe

Bài viết sẽ phân tích chi tiết về lợi ích sức khỏe mà hạt dinh dưỡng mang lại. Điều này có thể bao gồm tối ưu hóa sức kháng, giảm nguy cơ mắc các bệnh mãn tính, cải thiện tình trạng tim mạch, và nâng cao sức khỏe tâm trí.

Phần 4: Mẹo Và Cách Chọn Hạt Dinh Dưỡng Tốt Nhất

Trong phần này, bài viết sẽ cung cấp một số mẹo và hướng dẫn để bạn có thể chọn và bảo quản hạt dinh dưỡng một cách tốt nhất để đảm bảo giữ được chất lượng và dinh dưỡng của chúng.

Kết luận

Hạt dinh dưỡng không chỉ là một phần quan trọng của chế độ ăn uống lành mạnh mà còn là một công cụ quan trọng trong việc cải thiện sức kháng và sức khỏe tổng thể. Hy vọng bài viết này đã cung cấp cho bạn thông tin cần thiết và cảm hứng để bắt đầu tích hợp hạt dinh dưỡng vào cuộc sống hàng ngày của bạn. Hãy cùng nhau tạo ra một cơ thể khỏe mạnh và sức kháng mạnh m�� hơn bằng cách bổ sung hạt dinh dưỡng vào chế độ ăn uống của bạn.

[laurenairay]

Halloween pranks - S. Jarvis

Summary: helping Seth Jarvis pull off a jump scare prank on the team was worth more than you could ever imagine.

The first of my Autumn & Halloween blurbs! There was no-one else I wanted to write this one for either – Jarvy was perfect. Inspired by the Justin Williams scare prank of 2018.

Word Count: 1.1k words

Tagging: @starshine-hockey-girl, @misshoneyimhome, @lam-ila, @kurlyteuvo, @tonyspep

@cixrosie

~

“Are the cameras all set up?”

“Yes Jarvy.”

“And no-one’s let anything slip?”

“No Jarvy.”

“This isn’t going to be a stupid failure?”

You smiled fondly at the man standing next to you, and shook your head. “No, it’s going to go well, I promise.”

“Are you sure?”

The hesitance in his voice made you look at him properly, and your heart broke a little at the uncertainty in his face. It felt so unnatural on someone like Seth, who was usually so full of confidence and charisma, and the last thing you wanted was for him to feel this way when he’d put in so much effort.

Right at the beginning of the season, on media day, Seth had asked the social media team if he could do a jump scare prank on the team for Halloween. As the new intern, it had fallen to you to help him plan and co-ordinate, and you’d felt yourself growing inexplicably fond of the cheerful ball of energy. Today was going to be a hit, not just for the team but also for your place on it, but the most important thing was that Seth had fun. That’s all your truly wanted.

So for him to be doubting himself like this? You couldn’t stand it.

“I feel it in my bones, Jarvy. Really. This is going to be so much fun,” you said, as reassuring as you could.

He let out a shaky breath but nodded, your words seeming to steel him.

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ve put in way too much hard work planning this for it not to go well. Right? Yeah, it will. I can’t wait to see the guys’ faces.”

“That’s the spirit,” you grinned.

The way he grinned back at you made your stomach fill with traitorous butterflies, and it was all you could do to look away to compose yourself. You missed the way he grinned widened ever so slightly.

“Heads up, Aho and Teräväinen have just pulled in!”

Oh damn, go time.

“Ready?” you asked.

“Let’s do this,” Seth nodded, eyes glittering with mischief.

You walked over to your hiding spot behind a 7ft banner tucked into a corner, ipad open to the feeds from all the cameras you’d set up and clicked record. Seth looked over to you for confirmation and you gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up. He just cackled and picked up the rubber clown mask he’d chosen to wear, pulling it over his head, and grabbed the fake chainsaw he’d somehow procured, and carefully climbed into the laundry basket you’d placed in the players entrance lobby.

The cameras would capture three different angles, and you could only hope for the golden content that this would hopefully produce for your first big assignment on the team. You tried to control your smile at the sound of footsteps, taking a quick glance down at the ipad for confirmation before looking back up properly to watch the prank unfold.

It was go time.

Sebastian and Teuvo came strolling in, calm as anything, and it wasn’t until they were right next to the laundry basket that Seth jumped up with an unholy roar, waving the plastic chainsaw in the air. Both of his teammates shrieked louder than you ever thought possible, Seth immediately cracking up and leaning backwards against the wall.

“You’re a dead man Jarvy!”

Of course they knew it was him. Who else would it be?

“That was so good right? Did we get everything?”

You popped your head out from behind the banner hiding you, waving at Sebastian and Teuvo, who just groaned as you nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah it was perfect, Jarvy. You were great.”

“Fuck yeah!”

You just giggled as his enthusiasm, glancing down at your ipad to wait for more cars to pull in.

KK and Neci were next – both Jesperi and Martin jumped, Martin almost losing his coffee and Jesperi dropping his phone.

After that came Svech and Pyotr – Andrei shouted and stumbled right into Pyotr, nearly knocking him over, a chorus of curse words coming from both of them.

Staalsy was next – you almost felt bad when Jordan tripped over his own feet and had to brace himself on the wall, but Seth’s delighted laughter was worth it.

Finally, with just enough time before Seth needed to head to practice himself, Freddie walked in. And as Seth jumped up with the loudest roar of all, the goalie didn’t even flinch. He just kept walking in a straight line past Seth like he wasn’t even there, making Seth burst out in laughter as he took his mask off.

“Goalies, man. Can’t get them all,” he grinned.

What a perfect ending. You stopped the recording on your ipad, making sure the video files were stored, before walking out from your hiding place. The grin on Seth’s face was worth the ache in your feet from standing still in one spot for so long, and he eagerly jogged over to your side.

“That was so much fun! Thank you!”

He threw his arms around you in a hug before you could respond, making you squeal with laughter as he spun you round in a circle.

“You’re welcome, you mad man,” you giggled when he set you back on your feet.

“How long will it take you to edit all the footage, do you think?” he asked, grinning.

“Hm, maybe a week? And then I have to get my boss to approve it all, make sure I’ve got all the stuff in it that I need to, including that little intro clip we filmed the other day, and then it’s just got to wait until Halloween week to go out on socials,” you explained.

“Can you send me the links as soon as they go out?”

“What?”

“Like, if I give you my phone number, can you send them to me?” he asked hopefully.

He wanted your phone number?

No, it was for work, purely professional.

“Of course, here, let me…”

You dug your phone out of your back pocket and opened up the new contact page, passing it over to Seth. He quickly typed in his number before handing the phone back, and you couldn’t help but smile at the hockey stick emoji and clown emoji he put next to his name. As if you wouldn’t know who he was in your phone.

“And, you know, if you have anything else you need my help with then you can text me too. For socials,” he said, rushing the last two words.

There was a shyness in his tone that took you by surprise.

Oh.

Oh.

“If you have any other ideas you want to run past me, then you can text me too. You know, for socials,” you said, smiling innocently.

He looked a little stunned for a second before his hopeful smile slid into something a little sharper.

“I’m sure I can work something out.”

Be still your beating heart.

“Talk to you later?” you grinned.

“Count on it.”

[nhu-an]

弘一法师说："磨你的心智，是为了以后不管你遇见任何人和事，都能稳如泰山；磨你的财运，是为了让你以后不贪，不利欲熏心；磨你的情关，是为了让你放下执念，看开看淡。"

身若不苦，则福禄不厚，心若不苦，则智慧不开。所有的波澜不惊背后，都曾有过痛苦的挣扎和歇斯底里。所有大彻大悟之人，都经历过心苦、身苦。

只有经历了精神的洗礼才会悟出生命的真谛，只有多学多看多悟多走多实践才能懂得人性的形形色色，不要坐井观天，也不要以点概全！一切的痛苦都可以经由超常的精神给征服！

Hoằng Nhất đại sư từng nói: “Mục đích của việc mài dũa tâm trí, là để sau này dù cho có gặp bất cứ ai hay việc gì, bạn cũng vững vàng như núi; mài dũa tài vận của bạn, là khiến bạn sau này không tham lam, không vì lợi ích làm mê muội tâm can; mài dũa những mối quan hệ là để giúp bạn buông bỏ những chấp niệm, nhìn mọi việc một cách nhẹ nhàng.”

Thân không khổ, phước không lớn, tâm không nhọc, trí không thông. Đằng sau mọi sự điềm tĩnh đều từng trải qua sự giằng co và cuồng loạn trong đau khổ. Tất cả những người đã được giác ngộ đều từng nếm trải cơn đau về thể xác lẫn tinh thần.

Chỉ khi trải qua sự tôi luyện của tinh thần mới nghiệm ra được chân lý của cuộc sống, chỉ khi học nhiều quan sát nhiều, hiểu nhiều, đi nhiều hơn, cọ xát nhiều hơn mới hiểu được muôn vàn hình dáng của bản chất con người, đừng nhìn bầu trời từ đáy giếng, cũng đừng đánh giá mọi việc qua một khía cạnh nhỏ. Mọi nỗi đau đều có thể chinh phục bằng một tinh thần phi thường!

- Như An dịch

[asklamnco]

HELLO MY NAME IS DIRTILAM AND THIS IS MY ASK LAM&CO

Here is where you can ask me or my characters

This is just for fun of course and not to be taken seriously

ANYWAY ASK AWAY

-w-

[inexplicifics]

Eskel/anyone for cozy prompt #11, unexpected or last minute family gathering?

I hope this helps!

Eskel puts the phone on mute for a moment and turns to his husband. “Right, so, my father’s oven just broke -”

“Oh no,” Coën says, eyes widening.

Eskel nods. “And Geralt’s place is still half-gutted. Lambert’s is -”

“Far too small,” Coën finishes for him, nodding. “Tell your father we can absolutely host tonight. That is what he is asking, right?”

Eskel sighs with relief. “Yes, it is.” He taps the mute button again, lifting the phone back to his ear. “Da? We can host. Bring everything over; we’ll clear the kitchen counters.” Not that there’s much on them; Eskel and Coën are both much tidier than, say, Lambert. Though to be fair to Eskel’s youngest brother, he keeps his lab as clean as a whistle; it’s just his apartment that looks like a small bomb has gone off inside it.

“Tell Coën I owe you both a bottle of really good mead,” Eskel’s father says fervently, and hangs up. Eskel chuckles.

“Right,” he says, glancing around. “We’ll need to rearrange a bit…”

Three hours later, he opens the door to let in the last of his far-flung family. Gweld puts his bags down on the doorstep and flings his arms around Eskel, squeezing hard enough to nearly lift Eskel off his feet, then lets go to give Coën an equally enthusiastic hug. Gweld’s wife snorts in amusement and shakes Eskel’s hand. Eskel grins back at her. They live far enough away that get-togethers like this are special occasions; only Gweld, Eskel thinks, could be this cheerful after a six-hour drive in the rain.

“Geralt’s out back keeping Ciri mostly under control; Lam’s in the den doing something to our TV, not sure what; Da’s in the kitchen,” he informs Gweld, scooping up his brother’s bags. “I’ll get these upstairs; c’mon in and grab yourselves a drink.” He leans in closer so he can murmur to Serrit, “Gaetan brought his terrifying eggnog but we’re hiding it from Jaskier. Back of the fridge, behind the yogurt.”

“Ooh, fuck yes,” Serrit says, grinning toothily, and heads for the kitchen. Gweld claps Eskel on the shoulder and makes his way directly through the house and out the back door; Eskel can hear Ciri’s excited squeal of greeting as if there aren’t any walls in the way.

Coën takes one of the bags and leads the way upstairs to the guest room; they stash the bags at the end of the bed and pause at the hallway window, looking down into the backyard, where Gweld has gotten co-opted into carrying Ciri around piggy-back, chasing a gleeful Jaskier around the yard while Ciri yells encouragement.

Coën leans against Eskel’s shoulder. “Hosting isn’t so bad,” he says softly.

Eskel wraps an arm around his husband’s waist and kisses the side of his head. “Say that again tomorrow morning and I’ll believe you. But - hm. Da is getting on in years. If this goes well…”

“If this goes well,” Coën agrees, and turns his head for a proper kiss before they head downstairs into the chaos.

(Or HERE on AO3!)

[leaping-laelaps-art]

The archeocete Perucetus colossus dives through a coastal bloom of jellyfish in the Pisco Basin (southern Peru), some time during the Eocene (with bonus multiview).

I originally intended to add epibionts to this reconstruction (reflecting the specialized communities found on many living whales, especially baleen whales). Yet, interestingly, it appears that most animal epibionts and ectoparasites of modern cetaceans, such as whale barnacles (Hayashi et al. 2013) and remoras (Friedman et al. 2013), only appeared in the Neogene or late Paleogene, or have a poorly known (co-)evolutionary history, like whale lice (Pfeiffer 2009, Iwasa-Arai & Serejo 2018) and pennellids (large parasitic copepods) (Hermosilla et al. 2015). So, no epibionts* for big lad Perucetus!

References and notes about the reconstruction:

*animal epibionts. Unicellular eukaryotes like diatoms were most likely present on early cetaceans, given their prevalence on modern large marine animals (Ashworth et al. 2022). Of course, it is possible that other animals (i.e., early, less specialized representatives of modern groups, or different taxa altogether) were also already exploiting the surfaces offered by these early whales; however, this remains entirely speculative.

The reconstruction of Perucetus proposed in its original description (Bianucci et al. 2023) includes some rather odd (if interesting) choices about soft tissues, including limbs with webbed and distinguishable fingers, and a manatee-like tail. While these choices might be defendable in light of the rather basal status of Perucetus among cetaceans, I opted for a more derived look based on the assumption that fully marine cetaceans like basilosaurids would have probably rapidly acquired hydrodynamically favorable adaptations, pushing them towards a more familiar Neoceti-like appearance (even though Perucetus itself was likely a poor swimmer (Bianucci et al. 2023), it seems likely to me that this was a secondarily acquired trait, given the less extreme morphology of other basilosaurids).

Reconstruction in the multiview scaled to ~18 m in length after the estimations of Bianucci et al. (2023).

References:

Ashworth, M. P., Majewska, R., Frankovich, T. A., Sullivan, M., Bosak, S., Filek, K., Van de Vijver, B., Arendt, M., Schwenter, J., Nel, R., Robinson, N. J., Gary, M. P., Theriot, E. C., Stacy, N. I., Lam, D. W., Perrault, J. R., Manire, C. A., & Manning, S. R. (2022). Cultivating epizoic diatoms provides insights into the evolution and ecology of both epibionts and hosts. Scientific Reports, 12(1), Article 1. https://doi.org/10.1038/s41598-022-19064-0

Bianucci, G., Lambert, O., Urbina, M., Merella, M., Collareta, A., Bennion, R., Salas-Gismondi, R., Benites-Palomino, A., Post, K., de Muizon, C., Bosio, G., Di Celma, C., Malinverno, E., Pierantoni, P. P., Villa, I. M., & Amson, E. (2023). A heavyweight early whale pushes the boundaries of vertebrate morphology. Nature, 620(7975), Article 7975. https://doi.org/10.1038/s41586-023-06381-1

Friedman, M., Johanson, Z., Harrington, R. C., Near, T. J., & Graham, M. R. (2013). An early fossil remora (Echeneoidea) reveals the evolutionary assembly of the adhesion disc. Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences, 280(1766), 20131200. https://doi.org/10.1098/rspb.2013.1200

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[droopycoquette]

Heat Me Up || Shuri Udaku x Black!Reader

Summary: After Shuri becomes the queen, she needs some love from her lover and you need heat from her.

Warnings: !!!Wakanda Forever Spoilers!!!, black!reader, avenger!reader, power play, top!shuri, smut, oral sex, thigh riding, fluff

Word Count: 2.7k

A/n: I got this fantastic idea from @kram6496 , I edited it a bit so that it would fit a black reader but the inspiration for it came from them <3 Also the picture is from @dirtyduane

Phrases: Inbazana-girl || Sthandwa-my love || Le intombazana izoba kukufa kwam-This girl will be the death of me || gugu’lami-my treasure || ubungangamsha bakho - Your Majesty || Nkosazana-princess || Ndingubani igama lam - what's my name

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You were covered in blankets, animal pelts, and anything else that might bring you some warmth. Life in the Jabari mountains was harsh, you weren’t used to this kind of blistering cold. Even in America, winters were not like this. As a liaison for the Avengers and as princess Shuri’s lover, you had no choice but to stay after Namor’s attack. You wanted nothing more than to remain by the princess’s side, offering your support and love. However, all you could do right now was wait for Shuri, Nakia, and Riri to return to the mountains.

Shuri had begged you to remain in the mountains as a form of protection for her people, reassuring you that if anything were to happen you’d be the first to know. You felt your heart clench at the idea of the synthetic heart-shaped herb doing damage to your lover. There were so many things that could go wrong.

Internal Bleeding, chemical poisoning, blindness, heart failure, the list goes on. And you wouldn’t be there to care for her.

You took a deep breath trying to calm your racing nerves, you relaxed your fist and as the lion’s pelt fell from your shoulders you were met with a bone-chilling breeze that made your teeth chatter and your nipples pebble against your shirt. You found yourself missing the warm bed that you and Shuri shared, although the Jabari tribe did everything to make sure you were comfortable the bed lacked Shuri’s smell of jasmine and cacao butter.

“Damn you M’baku,” you muttered under your breath racing to grab the pelt. “Who in their right mind would stay here willingly.”

“Aww is my little American cold,” a voice giggled.

“Shuri,” you gasped running to her, forgetting the teeth-chattering temperature. “You’re okay! Thank god.”

“Yes, I told you. You should have more faith in me, my love.”

As you clashed with her, you failed to notice the black suit. You were hit with small knife-like, icy pains as your skin came into contact with her.

“What the-”

You finally noticed what she was wearing: a skin-tight vibranium suit outlining her thin, muscular frame. You also took in what was paining you, her suit was littered with metal, metal that was cold to the touch.

“Can you take that thing off so I can hug you properly,” you huffed.

She smirked, licking her lips, “I would think that you would enjoy feeling me in this.”

Her hands found your waist and her newfound strength didn’t miss you. Her grip was, not painful, but stronger. You doubt she even noticed. You moved your hands from her chest to her neck, placing a small peck on her cheek, one that she leaned into, unconsciously seeking you.

“My love, in any other situation I would pounce on you but I’m freezing. Do you see how ashy I am? No matter how much lotion I put on this cold fights against,” you complained. “On top of that-”

“So your cold,” she deadpanned lovingly with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m fucking freezing,” you whined, jumping up and down.

She sighed and in the blink of an eye, her suit disappeared, leaving her in skin-tight, black performance gear. She could now feel your pebbled nipples against her body, she could feel the goosebumps littering your skin, and she could also properly feel your ass.

“My poor little princess,” she pouted sarcastically, groping and kneading you, before placing a kiss on your forehead and trailing down to kiss your neck, her hands coming up to hold your upper back.

“Perhaps there’s a way we can heat each other up,” she smirked before walking toward the bed.

Her hips swayed in a newfound grace and the skin-tight clothing allowed you to follow her frame perfectly. You followed behind dutifully, taking off your shirt and bonnet as you approached her. Your chest began to rise and fall quicker following the increased speed of your heart and, despite the frigid temperatures, you felt a familiar heat enter your abdomen.

“Come on my princess,” the new queen commanded as she sat on the bed with her back against the wall.

Her eyes never left you and as you crawled to her, placing yourself on her lap, you couldn’t help but shiver. Before, you were stronger, physically at least. Now, with the strength of the Black Panther, Shuri matched you, possibly even beat you, in pure strength and that made the tingles spread from your spine to your core faster than ever.

You felt her hands run through your hair, forcing you to kiss her. Your tongues clashed and you could practically taste the coffee she drinks every day. You could feel her curls against your forehead, tickling your skin and comforting you, reminding you that this was yours. She was yours. Her tongue continued to twirl around yours, hungrily searching for something. While the heat rose and the breaths quickened, the warmth from your mouths created small clouds of condensation that made Shuri’s heart quicken in anticipation. The smell of cocoa butter and jasmine filled your nose and as saliva dribbled down your chin, your hands reached down in between you, trying to find the hem of her shirt.

“Shit,” you whimpered, as her left hand gripped your braids and pulled.

“What do you think you’re doing,” she panted, catching her breath. “Hmm?”

Her left hand stayed in your hair while the right one caressed your waist. Holding you close, breathing in your scent, while feeling your chest rise and fall against her was one of the queen’s favorite things.

“I want to see you,” you groaned, your hands still on her waist, too scared to move them.

“Mmm,” she groaned, kissing your neck. “You know what I want, sthandwa?”

“What,” you gasped, as you felt her flick your nipples.

“I want to see you fall apart on my thigh.”

Sealing her request, she placed you on her thigh and leaned against the wall, relaxing. When you stayed still in bewilderment the new Black Panther grew impatient, smacking your ass. As it jiggled against her thigh Shuri felt a wave of pleasure shoot through her.

“Fuck,” you whined, feeling the slick, expensive polyester against your silk shorts as you moved.

“Come on,” Shuri groaned. “You know how I like it, baby.”

She gripped your hips, clawing at your thin pants.

“Bast help me. Dressing like a whore and wondering why you’re so fucking cold,” she gritted out before allowing her mouth to grab ahold of one of your nipples.

“Shuri,” you gasped, hips stilling to arch your back.

“What’s my name,” she growled, pulling your hair once more. “Move your hips baby.”

Your slick seeped through your pants as the coil in your stomach began building. Your hips whined into her thigh and your hands dug into her shoulders, searching for support. You felt her hands rubbing up and down your sides as she whispered Xhosa into your ear. Fire began to spread through your fingertips and your toes, slowly creeping up toward your spine. Your palms dug into Shuri’s shoulders before your nails curled and began digging too.

"Ndingubani igama lam," she whispered, her grip on your braids tightening even more.

“My queen,” you whimpered, feeling your eyes roll back.

Shuri relished in watching you get off. She loved how your nipples stuck out when you arched your back, she loved how breathy your whines got when you were about to cum, and she loved how frustrated and pouty you became when she decided to be mean. Most importantly she loved that all this came from her, every sensation you relished couldn’t be felt without her being there, without her holding you. She gazed at your erotic figure and felt her stomach tighten in bliss.

“I want you. I want to taste you. Fuck,” you begged, the feeling of her body making you high. “Please. Please let me taste it.”

Shuri hissed at your words. With her hands on your waist, she could feel your muscles contracting and relaxing, trying to get a release. Your gasps and moans went straight from her ears to her core. She watched, arms holding you close, as your head tipped back, your stomach quivering, breath leaving your lips in small puffs of steam. She listened while your moans got louder, hearing her name get whinier, her breathing becoming faster as if syncing with your body. She felt you as your muscles moved, as your delightful juices seeped through her pants, watching while your breasts jiggled in front of her.

“Come on baby,” she pushed, wrapping her hands around your neck, bringing you closer so she could whisper in your ear. “Give me one, I know you can do that for me. You want to taste me, don’t you? You want my pussy in your mouth? Then cum all pretty for me, intombazana.”

Red hot explosions entered your bloodstream and coursed throughout your body at her words. Shuri always knew how to get you over the edge, her beautiful accent winding you up and breaking you down in the most pleasurable ways.

“That’s it,” she whimpered. “Fuck.”

Your hips stilled finally and you felt a thankfulness enter your chest as Shuri allowed you to catch your breath. Time slowed as she looked at you, fucked out and pleasured by her. You didn’t realize she was staring until you felt her lips on yours.

Your tongues were locked once again, sucking and twirling around each other. Your fingers worked quickly, finding the hem of her shirt and pulling up, careful not to let it catch on her earrings. As you pulled up, your knuckles grazed her silky smooth skin, luxuriously cared for with body butters and oils only royalty could buy. You wasted no time in attaching yourself to one of her nipples causing her to arch her back into you. Your tongue flicked and swirled around her perky bud while teasing the other one with your fingers.

“Le intombazana izoba kukufa kwam,” she breathed out repeatedly as her hips rolled, trying to find some friction.

She gripped your waist once again and pushed herself down, laying against the pillows. As she moved, her thigh grazed your core once more making your abdomen clench at the sudden overstimulation.

“Pleasure your queen, gugu’lami” Shuri groaned, watching you with hooded eyes.

Your heart fluttered at her command, wanting nothing more than to see her relaxed. You moved in between her legs, gripping her pants and placing a kiss above her belly button before quickly stripping her. 

“I would want nothing more, ubungangamsha bakho,” you grinned, kissing her right ankle.

As you looked down at her you could see her hazy eyes, gazing up at you through her beautiful curly hair. A simple, silver anklet you had gotten her lay loose around her ankle, shocking your lips with the coolness of it. 

Coming down and kissing her through her underwear, you licked and nipped at the flesh hiding underneath the fabric, smiling when you felt her legs on your shoulders.

“I want to hear you speak Xhosa more often, my love,” the young queen preened as she arched her back. “You coul- fuck!”

You pushed her underwear to the side and made direct contact with her core, placing an open mouth kiss on her slit. 

“I could what, baby,” you smirked softly before licking her clit, feeling yourself salivate at the taste, before you wrapped your hand around her right thigh.

Shuri jumped at the cold rings on your finger, the thin bands providing a small shock to her system. She could feel the promise ring she had given you dig into her flesh, making her see stars. Her Majesty couldn’t finish her sentence even if she tried, the words lost in her brain. No matter how brilliant or smart she is, you had a way of making her go dumb.

She could feel the pleasure building up at the base of her spine and, as you looked up, you could see the steam leaving her mouth, her chest rising then falling in short bursts. Her head was tipped back and her hands gripped the pillows beside her while her toes curled against your back. Her juices and your saliva began to run down your chin and onto the bed, creating a vulgar wet spot between her legs.

“What would people think,” you started. “If they saw that I could taste the glorious Black Panther. How lucky would they think I am.”

You got high off of the thought. That you: a young black-American woman, got to see the Queen of Wakanda at her most vulnerable. That you got to have her cum dripping from your mouth. That you had her heart.

You could feel Shuri’s legs begin to flex, her newfound strength allowing her to truly suffocate you. Small whines left her lips as you continued to lap at her clit, fingers gripping your braids in an attempt to force you closer to her.

“Don’t be a brat today, Nkosazana. I swear, my love if you stop right now,” she paused to whine when you finally pushed your fingers into her. “I won’t let you cum till your fucking American holiday about - hah.”

Your fingers dug into her g-spot with laser precision, the idea of being a brat and edging her had crossed your mind but, the idea of her falling apart after so much stress had you biting your lip and crossing your legs.

Her hips began to roll into your tongue, legs spreading farther, her hands buried in your hair, trying to get her release faster.

The feeling of her using you like this had your clit throbbing and your heart beating.

Use me. Use me! USE ME!

It was all you could think as she rode your face to completion.

Shuri’s pleasure increased tenfold when she saw your face. She knew what you were thinking the moment your eyes rolled back, the moment you gripped her thighs to pull her closer to your face. The pleasure in her abdomen burned and simmered as she watched you, before boiling over into her arteries. Heat shot to her brain and made her legs close around your face. She came without warning. Your hands tightened around her thighs as you watched her face. Mouth open and eyes closed, hair draped on her forehead, mixing with her eyelashes. Drool began to leave the corners of her mouth before she closed it and swallowed. Hard.

Your eyes followed her throat before returning to look at her face.

“Get up here, gugu’lami,” Shuri smiled, before it quickly become a frown. “Wai-ah!”

Your mouth returned to her slit, lapping up the juices that leaked, evidence of her orgasm. You licked until you were sure that it was all gone and none was wasted, before coming up for air.

“You brat,” she glared at you, still between her legs, arms now resting on her stomach.

The small, cool-toned light that made it into the room, hit Shuri’s skin beautifully, giving it a shine like silver. Her lips, slightly parted, were lustfully swollen, proof of your lips on hers.  You were so busy drinking in her beauty that you didn’t notice the way she was looking at you. Love shone in her eyes as she found comfort in your warmth.

“I had to make sure it was all gone, would you have left any,” you glared back playfully, placing a kiss on her torso.

Shuri’s fingers wandered into your hair as she continued to gaze at you lovingly. Watching how content you looked with just being with her. It was in these moments when Shuri was reminded how much you meant to her, how much she loves you.

“When this is all done,” Shuri swallowed. “I’m gonna marry you.”

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A/n: Please leave me feedback, I really want to improve so tell me something you liked or something that could be worked on <3

[theurbanmechcomesforthee]

Opinion on the UrbanLAM?

if it works ¯\(ツ)/¯

But for realsies, this is probably the pinnacle of "get in, run outta ammo, GTFO". If you aren't running it like that, you got no business running it like this.

Now. There are... a lotta issues.

If you try to fly/take off from an urban environment, you have a high chance of eating shit via skyscraper. the aerial mode is NOT made for cities. it is only for getting you in there.

LAM parts are FUCKING EXPENSIVE. Unless Orguss or whoever makes the Urbie LAM parts real cheap like the actual urby, there isnt the slightest chance this thing won't be a strain on logistics costs for merc co's who thought they could get a nice, cheap, LAM mech. Which is funny considering the Low Price Point for Having A Mech With An AC/20 is kinda the point of the Urby.

Oddly enough, unless you have a lotta points of entry to the same environment or a small enough city/town, the Air mode has a lotta issues with mobility to get deep into the urban center. Pretty much the same issue as 1 but in reverse.

One example of an area where the LAM excels is in areas where long engagements in open fields are Very Bad and you need something that has the tactical flexibility to both close the distance and be Very Far Away From The Very Spooky Thing On The Other Side Of The Field. Guess what little Urby does NOT have.

But yes, the novelty is very nice. I love my dumbass little trashcan. And now, said trash can has been given the gift of flight, for which he will use to dispense a high explosive load of "fuck you" and then nope outta there so fast that his consequences can't catch up to him.

For the Trash-Can now fly.

[pupsmailbox]

SHEEP︰LAMB ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　agnes.　 agnus.　 aiden.　 angus.　 april.　 aries.　 ash.　 ashley.　 baa.　 baanie.　 baanny.　 barry.　 bella.　 buttercup.　 cailyn.　 cliff.　 clove.　 clover.　 colt.　 corey.　 dolly.　 farley.　 forest.　 haley.　 herd.　 herdier.　 herdiette.　 howard.　 howie.　 jack.　 jackie.　 jacob.　 june.　 kerry.　 kori.　 kreios.　 lady.　 lamb.　 lambchop.　 lambette.　 lambia.　 lamby.　 leanna.　 lloyd.　 mary.　 max.　 may.　 mea.　 meadow.　 oen.　 oenwen.　 ovid.　 owain.　 owen.　 phrixus.　 pixie.　 puff.　 rachel.　 reed.　 roi.　 rowan.　 roy.　 shear.　 shearie.　 sheepette.　 shelley.　 shelly.　 shep.　 shepherd.　 summer.　 tulip.　 una.　 willow.　 wool.　 woolette.　 wooley.　 woolie.　 wooly.　 úna.

PRONOUNS ⌇　b/baa.　 ba/baa.　 baa/baa.　 bla/black.　 bro/brown.　 co/coat.　 coat/coat.　 cur/curl.　 fl/fluff.　 fle/fleece.　 fleece/fleece.　 flo/flock.　 flock/flock.　 fluff/fluff.　 gra/grass.　 grass/grasse.　 he/herd.　 her/herd.　 herd/herd.　 ho/hoove.　 hoove/hoove.　 ju/jump.　 la/lamb.　 lam/lamb.　 lamb/lamb.　 she/ar.　 she/ep.　 she/shear.　 she/sheep.　 shear/shear.　 sheep/sheep.　 sheer/sheer.　 whi/white.　 wo/wool.　 wool/wool.　 🌱/🌱.　 🌷/🌷.🌸/🌸.☘/☘.　 🌾/🌾.　 🌿/🌿.　 🐏/🐏.　 🐑/🐑.　 💤/💤.

[pumpkinpaix]

Chapter Spotlight 7:

"Performing the Creative and Irritating/ed Fans: Discomfort, Flames and Social Media Spectacle in Xiao Zhan's RPS Fandom" by Celia Lam & Zhen Troy Chen

(interview questions answered by Lam)

Describe your topic/chapter in one sentence/one meme/140 characters.

This chapter is about how fan perception of the public image of celebrities influence fan creations

What drew you to this topic?

I was interested in examining the 227 Incident, but not from the perspective of warring fan factions. Rather, to explore different fan perspectives, especially when creating works inspired by CQL and the celebrities involved. Together with my co-author Troy Chen, we set out to analyse fan works about CQL, Xiao and Wang, with the view to highlight the association between fan conceptualisation of celebrity figures, and how they are featured in fan creations.

Was there anything you were surprised to discover while researching?

I was surprised by one fanmade video that cleverly summarised media reporting of the 227 Incident in a creative and intertextual imagined scene from a completely different television series. I was not expecting to find that type of commentary when setting out on the project.

Did researching/writing your chapter change how you saw the text, the fandom, or the media? How so?

I already respected the creativity of fandom, and the process of writing the chapter reinforced this respect as I discovered the depth of fan innovation and ingenuity.

You can find Celia on Twitter/X @celialamyc and on LinkedIn as Celia Lam.

(FAQ) (all posts on Catching Chen Qing Ling)

[imladydestinyofc]

Our own musical

HIII yall

me and my friend are writing a musical and we need your help.

If you:

can sing

play an instrument

write music

can help us with scenes

or anything else related to musical theater

We need your help!

So pls reply or add me on discord (@who_is_diss0.0)

So we can contact you!

Our tt user is: @murder.got_me.out btw :)

Thanks so much for reading and helping!

(Tagging moots for help: @jollyjellyy @schnitzelsemmerl @aaronpurr-sirr @fluffycows4life @melloncolliegalaxies @mikaisgay101 (hehe my co-writer) @livelaughlovelams @revolu @hammyham-o-o @pippasop @ashlamsms @half-eaten-baguetteee @imobsessedwiththeatre @harleykeener69 @lams-is-canon )

[yutafrita]

AN ANGEL, MY ANGEL, AND ME {PREVIEW}

Teaser /// 1 /// 2 /// 3

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Fallen Angel!Sungchan x Reader (she/her)

Preview WC: 712

Preview TW: Mentions of an arrest, discussions and depictions of food/ eating, sexual scenarios and innuendos, religious imagery and references

Story Synopsis: Finding out your best friend is a guardian angel is pretty mind numbing. It only gets worse when you find out a Fallen Angel has been hiding in your apartment for two years. You think your life can’t get any weirder, until you start lying about being married to keep your new job.

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“I was thinking,” you popped out from your room in your work clothes, holding a thin gold chain you never wore. “Maybe wearing something I own might help mask you in public. So you can leave without needing me.”

Your line of thinking was, if Sungchan was able to hide in your apartment without being found by the troop, then there was a chance he didn’t need you around at all times to stay safe. He turned around, spatula in hand as he furrowed his eyebrow. He was in the midst of cooking pancakes, and the faint hint of smoke reminded him of this before he turned back to face the stove and flip them.

“Are you kicking me out?”

“What? Of course not. I just figured you’d want actual independence even though you’re on the lam.”

“On the what?”

“On the lam? Running from the troops?” You elaborated. Sungchan had yet to disclose more information regardingthe warrant for his arrest, but you hadn’t really pressed much. You two had a solid cohabitating, co-existing, thing going and you really didn’t want to push your luck.

Sungchan slipped the pancakes onto the two plates he had set up before turning to face you. He seemed hesitant, and you went to further assuage his nerves.

“I… I think you’d like not having to rely on me to go around on your own.”

He seemed to mull it over before nodding and adding, “I haven’t been able to fly in a while.”

“Then it’s settled- try leaving the apartment while I’m at work and text me how it goes,” you moved closer then, holding the chain for him to see. You had gotten Sungchan a simple phone to use so you both could more easily communicate, and he seemed pleased with the device.

You kicked over your step stool as Sungchan turned back around. He tucked his wings slightly to give you easier access as you clipped the small chain around his neck. You never really wore it, but from the small glint it gave as it now sat on the collar of the Fallen Angel, it felt like it was really meant for him.

Standing slightly above him now, you looked closely at his wings. They were mostly black, with glints of gold and gray splattered at random places. The wings spanned all of his back, stopping just at his calf, and the feathers looked insanely soft.

“Everything okay?” Sungchan’s question snapped you back to reality.

“Um… can I ask something?”

“Yeah!” he turned back around, a smile on his face. He loved asking you questions, so it was as if he was excited to answer something for you.

“Can,” you sighed, embarrassed, “can I touch your wings?”

He raised his eyebrows, taken aback by the question.

“Sorry, I was just really curious,” you admitted, scratching the back of your neck.

“Y-yeah, go ahead,” he turned his back to you again, “I don’t think they’re anything special, though.”

You scoffed lightly before gently raising your hand, and caressing one of his wings. It was softer than anything you had ever touched before, and for a moment you swore the entire world went silent as you felt just how delicate they were. You caressed it again, before you heard Sungchan’s breath hitch and then a small whine followed before your whole body froze.

“Sungchan, are you okay?” you removed your hand, confused by his reaction. On the back of his neck and ears you could see his skin turning red. You stepped down from your position of height, stepping back to grab the syrup before noting that Sungchan still hadn’t moved.

“Are you embarrassed or something?” you were joking, but the angel looked over his shoulder and wings to glare at you, his whole face now tinted in red.

“Wings are… really… sensitive,” he admitted, emphasizing ‘sensitive’ heavily before it clicked. He hadn’t turned around yet because he was hiding what you apparently accidentally caused.

“Oh shoot I’m gonna be late for work,” you lied, ignoring the pancakes and rushing out of the apartment with your work bag and phone. You wanted to think as little about the accidental arousal you caused to your roommate, and forced yourself to ignore it as you took the train to work.

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Permatag! @nini0620

An Angel, my Angel, and me tags! @cherriruto @deonuism @lesserahyuck

If you would like to be added to the tag list feel free to lmk <3

[afraidparade]

YOU! THE GHOST LORE MAKER!

I am coming so close to making a theory video on your characters, specifically Theo, Gabe, Lam(ashtu) and I guess Pazu (If anything he’s the Co-Star from what I plan).

Why? Why go through all the effort of making a theory video about these characters? It’s a fair question that you might be asking, Uncle Cas. BECAUSE THEY WON’T LEAVE MY BRAIN. Infective Parasitics, I need an exorcism on my brain.

But as for the other reason, it’s cause I don’t think I’ve been THIS invested in lore for a decent year or two! I need to let my theories out, Uncle Cas. The day of reckoning for either me or you is approaching, and that terrifies me more than it will for you.

But anywho! I hope you keep creating cool stuff and expanding these world of yours, and even if my theories fall flat, which odds are that they most definitely will.. then so be it, I’ll just try again, again and again till I strike Gold and Diamond …or die from black lung.- Let’s just see what’ll happen.

So ciao, Uncle Cas, and sorry for the long ask, I am just vibrating at lethal speeds with all sorts of theories. (Free tidbit of lore Mayhaps? :3/j)

WAH- this is so cool and flattering?? i knew a few of you paid attention to the lore but i wouldn’t have guessed anybody followed it to this extent 🥹🥹 this is a good motivator for me to actually put out more lore, sometimes i get too in my own head and think like “nobody actually reads this stuff, why are ya putting so much effort into it”

but i’m very honored and grateful! i do try to drop lots of subtle hints about the characters for inquisitive people to pick up and piece together, and it’s SO HARD to not blab spoilers all the time but it’s very worth it. i honestly can’t tell if you were joking or not about making a theory video but i am always delighted to read peoples’ theories (it’s extra fun when they’re right and i can’t say anything 🤭)

i will reward you for your efforts with an excerpt from the exorcist-focused lore update that WOULD HAVE BEEN FINISHED AGES AGO IF ONLY I WERE NOT ALLERGIC TO WRITING :,) here is a breakdown of the exorcist magic system:

There are three main school of exorcist magic: ritual, runes, and sealing. The three are often used in tandem with each other in order to increase efficiency and effectiveness. Each of the three major clans specializes in one school; Oath in ritual, Pact in rune, Vow (while active) in sealing.

Ritual Magic:

Powerful techniques that can only be activated under a very specific set of circumstances, hence the rituals. Ritual magic is among the most difficult exorcism techniques to master due to its precise and intricate nature. There are a wide variety of uses for ritual magic, some of which are so miraculous that they are speculated to be mere legend; soul memory retrieval, astral projection, and fate foresight are among the confirmed uses of the technique. The moon and its phases are a key factor for many exorcist rituals, some requiring a specific phase in the lunar cycle in order to take effect. Due to this extreme limitation, ritual magic’s drawback is that it is the least efficient technique among exorcists.

Rune Magic:

While being tethered to the physical plane may appear to be a disadvantage when fighting spectral opponents, exorcists have found a way to use it in their favor. Runes are a complex written language imbued with a magic that is purely physical. It is incompatible with the metaphysical, making it very effective against beings composed entirely of soul energy. Runes are often used to bolster an exorcist’s physical attributes, such as enhancing their senses, strength, or natural ability to heal. They are also useful in both offense and defense against ghosts, as prolonged exposure to rune magic can cause a spirit’s spectral makeup to disperse completely — also known as a complete exorcism. Defense runes tend to be installed in places of safety that are intended to be entirely ghost-free, while offense runes will be etched into weapons or other battle accessories.

Sealing Magic:

A somewhat controversial technique, due to its disregard of cosmic balance by prolonging the presence of excess soul energy trapped in the physical plane. Sealing magic involves binding a disembodied spirit to a physical object, which is effective in both enhancing the spectral properties of an otherwise average object and in detaining dangerous ghosts that are resistant to other exorcism techniques. The most common application of this technique is with weapons; since ghosts appear to suffer the most damage when the attack is inflicted by a fellow ghost, imbuing a weapon with this power is an innovative way to emulate spectral combat. Although it is a significantly slower process, sealing magic is still technically a viable exorcism technique; if a soul is forced to expend its energy either against its will or in efforts to escape confinement, and cannot replenish this energy by feeding, it will eventually die out and extinguish completely — also known as a complete exorcism. However, this process can take years, decades, or even centuries. In addition to the controversies regarding imbalance, sealing magic can also be quite dangerous, furthering its unfavorable reputation. If done incorrectly, a weak seal could create what is essentially a spectral time-bomb, resulting in a volatile ghost erupting from imprisonment and catching anyone in the immediate area by deadly surprise. Additionally, weak seals risk converting entrapment into possession, allowing a ghost to take control of the object it is bound to and corrupt any human that wields it. In an effort to avoid either catastrophe, sealed ghosts that are deemed too powerful are not to be utilized in any way, and are instead left to deteriorate in isolation.