#PURE VIBEZ

[djspinna]

GALACTIC QUIET STORM *GQS*  - Slow Jams & Smooth Grooves

w/ DJ SPINNA

THURSDAY 1.5.2023 @ 8PM (ET) Session #73

#Live On TWITCH! @  https://Twitch.tv/DjSpinnaBK

*GQS* Thursdays! Live On Twitch.

[naturally-dazed]

idk when i made this blog but i think ive had it since 2016 around when i stopped being active, but ive been here since like...2010? 09? a friend at school told me about it i remember hahah

[fantasticalleigh]

I drew Jey, Knight, Mello Andrade and Chad purely by memory so apologies that they don’t look super accurate at all bc I was going for the vibez of Drew’s pre MITB promo where he roasted everyone

Also more punkintyre bc of COURSE 🖤

[carlos-tk]

inspiration weekend

thanks for the tags @strandnreyes @alrightbuckaroo @carlos-in-glasses @thisbuildinghasfeelings @lemonlyman-dotcom @sznofthesticks @reyesstrand @heartstringsduet @chicgeekgirl89 💗

there was another pic that inspired this that I liked and it wrecked my recommend posts for a week. tumblr just flagged the first post where I added it so here is an attempt at round 2 without that pic lol 😬

this week has been a blur of going to work and then coming home to write this fic that is just pure smut 😇

lyrics from ‘all to you by sabrina claudio’ and ‘vibez by zayn’

has everyone done this yet? tags for @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @birdclowns @inkweedandlizards @rmd-writes @herefortarlos @welcometololaland + an open tag 🏷

[eoieopda]

Hi! So this is my first time requesting something I‘m nervous!! Could you write maybe something inspired by these pictures? Like idk these pictures give me pure dirty dirty dirty rough sex vibez and I love it. Like being all hot and steamy maybe a little drunk at a party maybe? IDK.

okay so this "drabble" is like 1.2K words (lmao,) but I couldn't whittle it down any further!! i hope this is close enough to your request! also sorry for how lazily i proofread this aaaah

cw: smut (18+), fuckboy!namjoon, unprotected bathroom-at-a-house-party sex, sort of dub-con (?) due to mutual tipsiness but consent implied; p in v penetration, biting, alcohol mention, semi-strangers and their implied one-night-stand :)

“Fuck,” You mumbled to no one, “This is never coming out.” 

It’d been ten minutes of fastidious scrubbing, but despite your best efforts, the stain of electric blue liqueur hadn’t budged from the center of your brand-new white top. Not even after you’d pulled it off your body to shove it directly under the faucet.  

So, there you were – hunched over some stranger’s bathroom sink, shirtless – with only the soju shots you’d taken earlier keeping you warm. Focused like a laser on the task at hand, you didn’t bat an eye when the door you thought you’d locked flew open.  

Without so much as a glance at whoever you were addressing, you asked, “Can I help you?” 

“I feel like I should be asking you that question,” Someone chuckled, “D’you need a hand?” 

With a sigh, you lifted your head to acknowledge the reflection hovering behind you in the mirror. “I need a lot of things,” was your nonchalant reply.  

“What’s your name, needy?” 

You told him, but you didn’t need to ask for his. Kim Namjoon’s reputation preceded him - a fuck boy of the highest order – and on top of that, you'd met before. Three times.  

Each one of those conversations went similarly: one or both of you would be drunk; you’d exchange names; and then he’d wander off once he found someone better to chat up. His continued presence in that bathroom was, you assumed, due solely to your unabashed semi-nudity. And you were just buzzed enough not to care. 

Brushing off his stare, you returned to your second-rate laundering. Apparently, your disinterest intrigued him.  

He shut the door behind him, humming as he crossed over to you, “I think liquor stains need cold water first.” His hands rested against the countertop on either side of you as he leaned in to assess the damage; warm breath washed over your shoulder as he did. “Then make it hot.” 

“I could pretend it’s intentional.” You mused, looking up to meet his eyes through the mirror. “Abstract art. Couture, even.” 

He gazed back at you for what felt like an hour before he responded, voice dropping low enough to vibrate. “Clever girl.”  

But then he made no further moves, and neither did you. Mourning the death of the moment, you hastily wrung out your shirt and moved to pull the damp fabric back over your head.  

His brow raised, “Leaving so soon?” 

“Any longer and my friends will assume I fell asleep in the bathtub,” you replied with a rueful smile. Wouldn’t be the first time. In the mirror, you caught the way his mouth twitched downward, “But I could be persuaded to stay.” 

“Well, then," His hands gripped your hips and spun you roughly around to face him. With a cocky tilt of his head, he breathed, “Let me give you a reason.” 

“Just one?” Your pout dissolved into a gasp when he lifted you up and sat you down on the counter. The smirk he wore was only visible in the half-second before his lips crashed into yours. Instinctively, your fingers threaded through his pastel pink hair and tugged. 

While his frenzied mouth moved in tandem with yours, his thumb teased at the button of your denim shorts. Frustratingly, that’s all he did – tease – until you ensnared his bottom lip between your teeth with a small pinch. Not only had you inspired his fingers to move, but you’d also pulled a growl from the base of his throat.

Before the sound he released could dissipate, calloused fingers made short work of your button and your zipper. His command was muffled against your kiss. “Lift your hips.” 

You dropped one hand from his neck, placed it against the countertop, and leaned onto your arm to aid him. He slid his index fingers under the waistband of your underwear and pulled them down with your shorts in one smooth movement. They dropped far enough for you to slip one foot out; but your other shoe failed to make its escape through the leg-hole, leaving your bottoms to hang limply around your ankle.  

“Good enough,” You panted. Your hands met at his belt buckle, fiddling with it urgently and gracelessly. When you succeeded in tugging down his jeans and boxers, his cock sprang free; the sight of him alone had your stomach doing flips. “Shit.” 

Autonomously, your fingers did their best to encircle his width. His cock twitched into your grip, silently begging you to move. As you pumped his length, your eyes locked on his, and you watched him fail to restrain his moans. 

His fingernails scratched up the bare skin of your right thigh until they reached the impossible heat waiting for him. His touch was a whisper until you felt the pad of his middle finger swirl over your touch-starved clit. That whisper mutated into a scream when he upped the tempo, inviting goosebumps to spread down each of your arms. 

Your breathing was ragged when he pulled his hand away from your cunt. It nearly stopped altogether when he raised that hand to his waiting tongue, eager to lap up any trace of you. Dark eyes froze you in place.

“Just as sweet as I expected.” 

Looking up into his eyes from beneath your lashes, you purred, “I feel even better than I taste.” 

“Bet.” 

Cock still in hand, you teased his tip against your slit; keening, he followed your lead as you guided him inside of you. His teeth nipped at your shoulder as he bottomed out. No longer needed, your hands returned to his head, and your fingers slipped back into place amongst the pink strands.

“Fuck,” He hissed, prompting your grip on his hair to tighten. He rolled his hips back, but only for a moment; he slammed back into you before you could miss him. 

As he grinded expertly against you, every vein – every slight curve – dragged against your walls and made your legs quiver. Hungry for more friction, you tilted hips forward to change the angle. Now, when he fucked up into you, his length rubbed mercilessly over the spot that craved his attention most.

"Oh, right there?” he cooed with a torturous, feigned innocence. He got his answer when he swirled his hips, cock already fully enveloped by you. All your wide eyes could do was blink as the side of his cock massaged your g-spot. 

Through gritted teeth, you demanded, “Do that again.” There were stars dancing at the edges of your vision when he did as ordered; you whimpered and dragged your nails down the back of his neck, “Oh shit.” 

Sensing that you were on the brink, his hips bucked relentlessly against yours. With every thrust, you became less and less able to hold yourself upright, quickly turning to dead-weight in his arms.  

“I know you want to,” His growl wasn’t as forceful as before – like you, he was barely able to keep himself together – but his fingernails still branded half-moons into the skin above your hip bones, “I know you want to cum all over my cock.” 

And so, you did. 

His pace became more frantic as your cunt clenched around him. Those dizzy stars migrated from the periphery until they were all you could see. Moans interspersed with expletives as you twitched and clung to him; and when the warmth of his release spread through your aching core, you both threatened to collapse like a house of cards. 

“Fuck the bathtub and your friends,“ He panted, forehead pressed to yours as he slid out of you. “You're crashing with me tonight.”

[nylwnder]

okay i’m not over the vibez and like the THINGS THAT OCCURED??!?!,!!,!,!.!!?!!!,!,!?!!,!,!?!??!,! ICONIC

karma is a bitch isn’t it j*n? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. and it’s POETRY that none other than jt was the one to serve it.

a team winning with 7 clean and perfect goals with no cheap calls or bias opinions??????? AND LET IN ONE GOAL LESS THAN THE OPPOSER THE PREVIOUS GAME????????????? yes your honour, that sounds like us!

the pettiness is real and it’s also real embarrassing. so i wish all those dumb ugly ass bitches some class but i’m pretty sure that’ll get lost somewhere. 🫡 also i know if if they pull some more shit the dads will pound them into the ground. no cap.

the cellys????????????????????????????????????????? TOP TIER FUCKIN SHIT. LIKE 9188. 91 W LIT EVERYONE ELSE. 9091. 3416 NEVER STOPPING. THAT FOURTH LINE HUG WITH THE MOST PURE EMOTIONS AND LIL JUMPS AND SQUEEZES I I I I DIDDNT KNOW HOW TO REACT AND I STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT TO DO I HAVE YET TO RECOVER.

the goals!!!!! THE GOALS. BEAUTIFUL. JOHN. IS JUST. WOW. LIKE YEAH. WILLY IS FUCKING INSANE. MINCH CANNOT BE A REAL HUMAN BEING. AND ZAR. SAYING BITCH I DESERVE TO BE HERE. AND MORGAN TELLING ALL DEM HOES TO STFU UP. AND HE DIDNT EVEN HAVE TO VERBALLY SAY THIS TO GET THE MESSAGE ACROSS. PURRRRRRRRRR

anyways yeah i literally cannot function until the next game time. i’m literally just sitting here waiting. but i thought i share cause WBEKBWKSDNKWKRN

[itoshi-s]

OK u know what .. . goin purely off the vibez i give off ! cause i don’t talk abt the others nearly enough …… v_v

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Penia & Ptocheia (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Patronesses of Beggars, Mothers of Misfortune by the people of Olympius

The Plain Janes by Dione

Age(s)- 32 (immortal)

Location- Shadowstone neighborhood, New Olympus

Personalities- Their sister bond runs as deep as the ichor flowing in their veins. They are incredibly close as fraternal twins. Penia is the more authoritative one out of the two while Ptocheia is the silent observer. They both strongly dislike the gross display/overconsumption or gaudy materialistic wealth, feeling that its plauging their present society. They're both incredibly frugal, shrewd, resourceful, self-sufficient, & a bit pessimistic. Penia is married while Ptocheia is single.

They both have the abilities of a standard goddess except shapeshifting. Other powers/abilities they share being the goddess of poverty & goddess of beggary include making a person or group of people feel destitute temporarily, chrimatakinesis (money manipulation) as it relates to poverty inducement, being able to manipulate copper, & being able to make new objects appear withered and worn down by their touch. Penia has the ability of elasticity (is able to stretch, expand, deform/contract her body into any form imaginable) while Ptocheia has the ability of beggary inducement.

Notable physical features that they share are their thick arched eyebrows and their close set dark amber colored eyes.

Their mother is Amechania (goddess of helplessness & want). They love each other in their own way, though they don't say those words.

The sisters reside in a townhouse in the Shadowstone neighborhood of New Olympus. Their next door neighbors are a Harpy family that has six children. Ptocheia lives on the ground floor while Penia & her husband lives on the upper floor. The interior of the townhouse is very minimalist with the walls being painted in colors of cream, mauve, burgundy, dark blue, and black. The furnishings are quite simple as well with lots of wooden chairs, a mahogany table in the dining room, & cotton loveseats as well as a couch. In the china in the living room, there's several jars filled to the brim with obol coins. The townhouse has the necessary appliances (including a washer & dryer) and they all have basic cable and internet. The news channel is a go-to thing to watch with The Agnostic Network being a close second.

They get around through use of public transportation. They also use their bikes sometimes.

A notable jewelry accessory Penia wears is her plain gold wedding band. Ptocheia wears a simple citrine amber ring on her pointer finger and a gold chain necklace with a drachma charm.

The sisters both like to drink water prefering the brand Pure H2O over Cleanstream. Penia deems Cleanstream's glass bottles as unnecessary. They also don't mind Strengthify vitamin water. They also enjoy coffee- with Penia's usual go-tos from The Roasted Bean being an olympian sized dark roast coffee and a small iced tea while Ptocheia prefers a large vanilla sweet cream cold brew & an iced green tea. Penia also enjoys a glass of red wine, buying a few bottles at the grocery store for less than twenty drachmas.

The sisters' personal fashion style is the true definition of "normcore"- characterized by unpretentious, average looking clothing. There's dark & neutral colors, sweaters, button down shirts, trousers, simple belts, high waisted jeans, sneakers, flat sandals, and other practical & basic pieces. They're huge fans of the high waisted black skinny jeans from Nocturnal Vibez. Ptocheia bought 10 pairs of jeans during Gold Friday (with coupons & online sale codes). They also like the linen shirts, trousers, wide leg linen pants, oversized jackets, and oxford flats from Threads of Wisdom. They also like flats, mary janes, & ankle boots.

There's never a shortage of various shopping coupons at their place!

Penia loves eating a bowl of plain oatmeal topped with almonds & blueberries for breakfast. She'll also settle for a lightly toasted and buttered everything bagel from The Bread Box.

Ptocheia loves a small bowl of Earthly Harvest's raisin crunch cereal or a yogurt granola bar.

They're in a long list of minor deities that don't have a temple built in their honor. It's specifically said that the reasoning behind it is that the general public in Olympius don't want to invite the looming threat of overwhelming poverty into their lives. The sisters' induction ceremony also had the lowest attendance only beaten by Dyssebeia (goddess of ungodliness & impiety).

Penia usually wears her long straight mousy brown hair in a low tight ponytail or a low twisted knot. Ptocheia's dark brown hair is styled in a lob cut, with her usually wearing simple headbands or hair clips.

Their main official role/job is being in the government's department of social services overseeing the Welfare/Financial Assistance branch- (which include things like food stamps, homelessness prevention, rental assistance, cash assistance, employment services, etc...) They're also planning on co‐writing a book on financial tips together!

They don't like or trust banks (especially Hermes), so their earnings are kept in a safe hidden in the floorboards of their townhouse.

The sisters are very picky on who they choose to be eligible to recieve the services.

It's said that they were the ones who discussed with Hera to push the HHI (Harpies Housing Initiative) to the forefront.

They both only have two credit cards.

Penia is married to Porus (god of resourcefulness). Their wedding was the least glamorous- the ceremony taking place at New Olympus City Hall. She wore a basic cream pantsuit & navy blue kitten heels while Ptocheia served as their witness. Afterwards, they all celebrated at a dinner thrown at Porus' brother's house. Their honeymoon was a week long excursion in the Underworld. It was the longest the sisters were separated from each other.

Ptocheia is single & has been for a couple hundred years. She's always been shy, reserved, and socially awkward to put herself out there. She cried when Dione's "plain Jane" comment made its way back to her. Ptocheia used to have unrequited feelings for Pathos (god of emotion) and is now noticing her growing romantic feelings towards Cocytus (Titan god of wailing & lamentation). She enjoys the deep conversations they've had despite never meeting in person. They text for hours at a time. Ptocheia quietly wept when she saw some of his art displayed at NOMMA (New Olympus Museum of Modern Art), calling his paintings "gut-wrenchingly beautiful."

The sisters' shared businesses include a homeless shelter, a soup kitchen (Psomí & Zoí), a chain of discount variety stores (The Drachma Bargain) where the merchandise is low priced with many of the products costing one drachma, coin-cashing kiosks located in supermarkets, banks, & check cashing places, and a self storage business named The Border Realm. The sisters are notoriously known to pay their employees the legal minimum wage.

In the pantheon the sisters have shared friends like Lethe (Titaness of forgetfulness, oblivion, & concealment), Apheleia (goddess of simplicity), Eikono (goddess of iconography & literature), Amphictyonis (Amy) (goddess of diplomacy), Moros (god of doom), Geras (god of old age), Oizys (goddess of anxiety, misery, & depression), The Litae, and Eusebeia (goddess of piety, loyalty, duty, & filial respect).

Penia's friends with Praxidike (goddess of judicial punishment), Limos (goddess of starvation & famine), and Styx (Titaness of hatred).

Ptocheia is friends with Peitharchia (goddess of obedience & discipline), Ichnaea (goddess of tracking), Aeschyne (goddess of modesty & honor), and Soteria (goddess of safety).

They do also like Hestia (goddess of the hearth); and her chocolate cupcakes with chocolate buttercream frosting, Karme (demi-goddess of the harvest), Favian (god of philosophy), and Elpis (goddess of hope).

The deities that they dislike is a long list- the main offenders being Clymene (Titaness of fame & renown), Zeus (god of the sky, thunder, & lightning), Orthosia (goddess of wealth), Pheme (goddess of fame), Aplistos (god of avarice), and Evimería (goddess of prosperity) for their grossly overwhelming display of materialistic wealth.

They are known to do their taxes & pay their bills on time.

A favorite sweet treat of theirs is vanilla ice cream!

As for make-up the sisters won't go as far as a bit of mascara, concealer, & lip balm. They also like wearing nail polish keeping their nails neatly trimmed. Penia likes Olmorfia's nail polish in "Clearly There", "Yes We Tan" (a nude brown color), and "Pine-ing for You" (a rich dark green color). Ptocheia likes to wear the shades "Seize the Gray", "Berry Naughty" (a rich dark red color), & "Autumnal Fever Pitch" (a dark burnt orange color).

The sisters love using the Hairology soap free shampoo bar when they wash their hair.

Penia likes the meditteranean veggie & chicken sandwich on wheat bread from The Bread Box while Ptocheia prefers the avocado egg salad sandwich on rye bread along with a small onion-mushroom soup.

Some of the greatest gifts they ever got was a collection of black leather satchel, baguette, crossbody, tote, & bucket bags from various fashion brands from Eusebeia. Penia was pleasantly surprised to discover that she bought them off Lé Real- a website which sells previously owned and heavily discounted luxury items.

When eating out, the sisters are mindful about what they buy. They like plain cheese pizza & they love the special value meal from Olympic Chef for 10 drachmas- a box of 20 chicken nuggets, two olympian sized fries, & two olympian sized drinks. At home meal prepping is the way to go because they buy ingredients in bulk, freeze extra food for later, and more importantly, they spend less money eating out. Their favorite meal prep recipes include the smoky chicken & cinnamon roasted sweet potatoes (with green beans), cold peanut noodle salad, moussaka mac n' cheese, ground turkey & rice stir fry, chicken souvlaki with lemon butter orzo, no cook Greek pitas, and balsamic pasta salad.

The sisters (along with Porus) are thinking about moving to the Underworld, which they'll build a house of their own.

In their free time, the sisters like staying in whether it's solving crosswords, reading, writing, sewing, & knitting. When outside they enjoy jogging, yoga, bike riding, going to the museum, pottery, and horseback riding.

"Poverty is a necessary thread in society's fabric. It doesn't breed adversity, it breeds survivors."

[derrrskinner]

Heeeyyy yall so I finally got the courage to make a blog for my upcoming project,,, I know it looks like shit so far (I don't have one single drawing that I like enough to use as a cover/pfp) buutttt I plan on releasing sum soon.

So if you are into punk/metal or just generally gay asf I suggest you to stick around!! (it'll be worth it I promise (that was a lie)

In the meantime, please take my quiz (if u wanna) to see which abomination of a character are you from the comic I'm currently working on

[djspinna]

GALACTIC QUIET STORM *GQS*  - Slow Jams & Smooth Grooves

w/ DJ SPINNA

THURSDAY 2.9.2023 @ 8PM (ET) Session #77

#Live On TWITCH! @  https://Twitch.tv/DjSpinnaBK

*GQS* Thursdays! Live On Twitch.

[thesinglesjukebox]

AYRA STARR FT. SEYI VIBEZ - "BAD VIBES"

We mostly vibe with this...

[6.78]

Kayla Beardslee: One of the greatest casualties of TSJ pausing coverage in fall 2022 was us not being able to review Ayra Starr’s luminous breakout single "Rush" and give it the [10]s it deserves. Ayra is only 21, but her voice has a depth and wisdom beyond her years that imbues her music with a sense of warmth, purpose, and true star quality. "Bad Vibes" doesn’t match the lofty heights of "Rush," and I prefer "Commas" among the singles off her new album, but it's really an embarrassment of riches -- I’ve heard a lot of Ayra Starr songs, and not a single one of them has been bad. [7]

Julian Axelrod: Ayra Starr's new album The Year I Turned 21 features a stacked guest list typical of any buzzy artist's sophomore effort, from Asake to Giveon to Coco Jones. So it's telling that the teaser singles were solo highlight "Commas" and "Bad Vibes," a collaboration with fellow Afrobeats up-and-comer Seyi Vibez, who has a tenth of his host's monthly listeners on Spotify. This time, Ayra's betting on herself: her songwriting, her voice, and her eye for talent. The sidewinding chanted chorus gives the track enough heft to counterbalance its airy vibe. But the backing choir nearly overpowers Ayra's agile runs, and by the time you get through two spins of the hook and a totally fine Seyi verse, Ayra's bridge almost feels like a feature on her own song. It's also the highlight, mixing a weary flow with delightfully oblique turns of phrase ("If something's coming, I'll see it through my lashes") that prove she's shrewd enough to land a hit without relying on star power. But by the end of the song, I still don't fully understand Starr's power. [6]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: Somehow more of an Asake track than the one that actually features him, “Bad Vibes” is mostly interesting because of the group chants and melancholy strings. There’s not much underneath all this, which means I’m mostly stuck thinking about how everything that made Asake enthralling has been reduced to pure vibes here, which was also my impression of Seyi Vibez’s album last year.  [4]

Nortey Dowuona: Ayra's continued success does prompt me to say that the homie ran background vocals for her on tour, and you should ask for her to do so too. Would've been a better use of Seyi Vibez too, tbh. [8]

Ian Mathers: Both named performers do a fine job, but honestly the whole thing could have been the massed group vocals (yes, including doing the currently solo parts) and I'd be just as happy, if not happier. [7]

Jonathan Bradley: Ayra Starr brings an American flow to these Nigerian beats, sounding reminiscent of Future or Young Thug as she raps "I'm leading a life that can clean me from my past shit/Burn all this money and leave it in my ashes." It forms an oddly familiar anchor for a tune that floats otherwise off into a blissful transcendence. The choir massed on the hook resists those who might throw bad vibes; I can't imagine negativity having any chance of finding a foothold on a beat so liquid, so cleansing. [8]

Taylor Alatorre: I've always found the "good vibes only" type of song to be superfluous at best and nauseating at worst, not least because it points to a trend of younger generations speaking like the marketers who are paid well to capture them (see also phrases like "FOMO" and "life hack," thankfully neither of which is a pop trope). "Bad Vibes" guards against this tendency by aiming not to conjure positivity out of nothing, but rather to ward off the negative feelings and events that it knows are always skulking nearby. "I need my enemies deceased" sits a bit uneasily next to the multiple appeals for God's heavenly favor, but Ayra Starr says it with such lightness in her voice that it feels like she's requesting it as a favor to them. Nothing wrong with raising the stakes of an otherwise inconsequential party song to Old Testament levels. [7]

Katherine St. Asaph: Well, the title's half accurate. [7]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Contrary-wise, the vibe here is quite good — especially in the interchange between the chanted, monolithic choir of the hook and the verses, where Ayra Starr and Seyi Vibez deftly trade boasts. They both sound so cool; obviously trying quite hard in the way of early twentysomethings since time immemorial, but here their effort enhances the performance rather than detract from it: by the end, I was fully bought into the experience. [7]

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[nightcall99]

Notes from 21.3.24

I was in a good mood today.

I'm bad with dog breeds but a big dog, I believe a bulldog, got loose from their owner and ran inside the shop, all the way to the back and went right up to me and jumped around excitedly before running back out again. It's like it knew where I would be. My manager and intern were scared of it. Which is fair enough, it's a scary ass looking dog although I do lament about what use men are these days. I was calm before I knew it was a friendly dog. We had a look in the camera at it's little journey from the outside and it was pretty funny the way it made a bee-line for the dispensary. What a good chunky boy.

The calm feeling, reminds of this other little thing that happened the other day. My mum and I were in the kitchen and there was some man at our front door. He was dressed as a postman and I figured he was delivering something and was about to ring our door bell. But my mum started to sound panicked and said, Daughter, what's happening? What is that man doing? Because now he's inside our house and he's walking toward us. My mum gets up really quickly from her chair, as if she's going to hit him in self defense or something. I am just kind of standing there not reacting. Not really caring. Then it dawns on us.... I say to mum, 'Umm, that's your husband'. LOL. Dad works for the mail centre/head office and he had a brand new yellow and red uniform shirt on, different to the blue shirt (which he's worn for 31 years) and that made him unrecognizable.

These two situations remind me of the dreams lately about things not being as dire as they initially seem. Maybe I'm becoming immune to 3D.

The music playing from the speakers at work was being glitchy all day today. Usually what happens is that very now and then, a song will suddenly play at an increased volume. It's very noticeable and people will make comments about it. But then it'll go back to normal. But today, it was happening with literally every third song. And each time it happened, the song was just VIBEZ. Like pure bops. It seemed to drown out the mundane of it all and made me happy.

My manager got a third student to come help me for my evening shift. This is unheard of, I usually only get two. Also, I've been putting off buying a new CBD cartridge for my vape even though I'm running out because they're like $200 but today I happened to check my email in the morning twice (which I never do) and saw that they were doing a 50% off sale for one hour which I managed to catch in time.

I think we are definitely working on the recall because the rapid manifesting is happening again. A lot of little other things happened like I was putting away some niche item and then someone comes in with a script for it minutes later.

I dunno. I'm paying attention, that's for sure. Not that I couldn't if I tried.

[ok9ja]

Rema – Calm Down

Rema – Calm Down Mavin Records outstanding artist, Rema returns with another blockbuster titled “Calm Down.” The new single, “Calm Down,” is a lovely and stunning song that he is excited to share with his fans, and it serves as his first tune of the year. DOWNLOAD: Spyro - Who Is Your Guy? Following a lengthy absence, Rema returns with a special album, “Calm Down,” that reflects his feelings for a girl he adores. It’s backed by his smooth, passionate vocals. The song “Calm Down,” produced by Andre Vibez and London, is a pure hit that is expected to dominate numerous music charts in the coming hours. Furthermore, the song acts as a preview of Rema’s upcoming album, ‘Rave and Roses,’ which is set to be released on March 25th, 2022. Nevertheless, he was recently featured on FKA twigs’ album on the track “Jealousy.” Quotable Lyrics; Baby, calm down, calm down Girl, this your body e put my heart for lockdown For lockdown, oh lockdown Girl you sweet like Fanta, Fanta If I tell you say I love you no dey form yanga, oh yanga No tell me no, no, no, no, woah, woah, woah, woah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Baby come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love You got me like woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Shawty come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love, hmmm Listen and share your thought below: Read the full article

[evilminji]

Horror.

Just... just pure, hollowing, Chakra deep, no fight, no flight, JUST freeze, Primal Awe Terror Horror. Fear of what COULD be. What IS. What has BEEN. Just? Helplessness. Cold. The Void. A thing so vast and absolute... you are but dust fighting the mountain.

And the WORST part? The most terrible of it all?

It does not LOOK monstrous.

Absolute destruction and the unending void between stars, the whispering fatal call of a winter sleep, the settled absolution of one who stands between those they protect and those who would harm... even unto death. The being that LOOMS, magnificent, majestic, and terrible above them?

They are starlight.

Painted upon the world by the most loving calligraphers brush. Sweeping lines, delicate detail, a fluidity that transcends. No one could ever mistake them for human. Their armor crafted from the night sky, clearer and closer then any of them could ever know. A living thing that acts like a window to some great beyond.

Compacted snow. Compressed so far beyond the point of steel, it has become something unimaginable. Covers their hands, their feet, in deadly yet delicate protection.

And the CROWN.

Upon a mane of hair, that floats as though weightless, like fire drifting in the breeze? Sits a crown of ever shifting green light and ice. It cradles their head, ice lovingly trailing down to frame eyes...

It is the EYES that break them.

Green like the Zone. Like souls, like the dead. Like what you've done. Green so Green. Living things and all that's been ended. Can you FEEL it? The way your very Chakra, bound so tightly around all that you are, the very force of LIFE itself? Shrieks and howls in jibbering fear? In mindless panic? Desperate to get away?

We do not mix. You and I.

You are Alive.

I am Dead.

But oh, he is so SO much stronger. It does not matter his intent. Only what he IS. The natural reaction. Like positive and negative repelling each other. The aggressively alive fear the unresting dead. It's the Chakra in them.

It's why Naruto-chan is so terrified of ghosts! Which makes Lil Dragon Man sad :( he keeps screaming hysterically, throwing things, and scrambling out the nearest window. Has cried. Lil dragon man avoids him so as not to upset. He's not mad, since for all his job is to Be Silly™? He DOES have Danny's ability to threat assess.

Kiddo just scared. Not mean.

It's? Honestly WEIRD how cool with him the Uchiha are. Silly lil gremlin appearance aside... they ARE ninja. He SHOULD be giving them creeping "horror movie" vibes. Not "no, actually? This is BABY. Rambunctious. Mischievous. A child. I love him." Vibez. Why? Is he beloved?

It's gonna be HILARIOUS. Cause the Uchiha are totally fine with just having their new Dragon baby collective son. He is a devious, mischievous, powerful lil shit and they LOVE that about him. Have a snack~ and a kunai~♡ Who's a precious lil thing? You are! Yes you ARE! They're gonna teach you how to hamstring your opponents next!

Then Itachi get threatened while wearing his Daddy n me baby sling, on some escort mission? Twas a TRAP? Danzo up to some shit? Oh no?

*Oh Fortuna starts playing*

*reality CRACKS as boss music gets louder*

SUPRISE MUTHER FUCKERS! No, Itachi DIDNT summon the big one! Apparently the BABY can summon the big one! Whenever IT feels the situation requires it!!! Behold the DRAGON DEATH KING! *tiny yaaaaaaaay and clapping noises from the lil baby man*

Oh god :Dc a Danny Summons Contract

No you guys DON'T UNDERSTAND-!

Just. Danny! Only Danny! He fucked up. Some ancient Warring States Ninja fucked up. They BOTH agreed to NEVER talk about it again.

Cause like? That ninja? Was a GROWN ASS MAN. A qualified BAMF of the highest order. He WAS the Danger, thank you very much. So, he? Will NEVER live down being saved by...well...

*holds up wildly struggling, noodle limbed, sad wet raccoon havin a terrible day lookin, meat thresher on legs*

THIS.

It's a BABY. Honestly, his Clan's TODDLERS know how to throw better punch. This scrawny infant baby child is both? His new son. AND an embarrassing trainwreck in motion. FFS kid, that's not how you- No! NO! Don't you DARE bite that opponent! You don't know where they've B-!

Kid they could have BEEN POISONED!!! Spit um OUT! DROP UM! Drop that RIGHT NOW! What are you? A dead Inuzuka? A god forsaken Hatake!? DROP IT!!!

It...sure is An Adventure™.

One of many early "here's how you DON'T make a Summoning contract" experiments, that Clans without seal masters were attempting. He's honestly lucky HIS attempt ended with him still... you know... ALIVE. Problem, though? After bunking for like... a few months? A year? In the command center?

And you know, terrorizing the GIW into complete collapse. Parenting him through some pretty serious life changes. Somehow making Sam MORE terrifying. And a whole host of off screen ninja shenanigans? They figure out? Oh. Only way to send him HOME is to either accept or refuse a Contract.

They gotta make one.

First they head to Frostbite for a recommendation, then? Off to a reputable Ghost Lawyer they go! They have to camp in the waiting room for like... a week. But? Worth it! The contract is AMAZING. And terrifying! Protects them both. Can't be used against EITHER. And that loophole you're thinking off? Ten pages worth of point 4 script, twenty three yards down, for why it's a BAD IDEA and breaks contract~!

Neither of them can make the other do SHIT! Only fully consensual, mutually beneficial, ass kicking here! If we FEEL LIKE IT!

Ninja dad insisted. Never sign a contract with anything less then extreme paranoia, kid! Leave no "implied" or "spirit of the rules"! Loopholes are holes in your armor, with which your enemy stabs you in the back!

Danny, tearfully, sends ninja dad home.

Gross. Emotions all over his armor. If only there wasn't all this sand in his eyes, he'd definitely complain about it. *stoic ninja hug*

Danny? Become a king. One of many. An Ancient. Becomes FUCKING HUUUUUUUUGE. Like? "Aw, your city is so pwecious~☆ n smol~♡! Whats it called again? New York?" Huge. A fuckin LEVIATHAN made of void, stars, and space ice. A Winter corpse, marked by lightning, that became the night sky itself. With a crown of aurora borealis, ever shifting, like flame.

Proportional, in a way, to Summon Bosses. Just as a normal human is to a normal toad, a normal cat, a normal slug. So too, is Danny LARGER then them.

You know... when he feels like it.

The contract? Passes down. Ninja dad does warn his kin. Prooooobably not gonna answer you. He only answers ME cause I'm, well, ME.

Fuckin BET. They declare. And lose. Repeatedly.

Time marches on. The Senju and Uchiha has their Drama. Dear KAMI do they Have Their Drama. Please Stop, says everyone. They... do not. The contract? Fuckin STOLEN. Because of course it is.

It's a HUGE, glowing, death radiating Summons Contract kept in a shrine behind like... SO MANY seals. It makes anyone less then a full grown JOUNIN physically SICK to even touch! Prolonged exposure kills people! Of COURSE it gets fuckin stolen. It's obviously a super, mega, ultra rare AMAZEBALLS Summon Contract... right?

Eeeeeeeeeeeh *so-so hand motion* KINDA!

It IS technically that.

They ain't wrong. Cause Danny IS an Adult now. A King. Connected to the Zone. An ANCIENT. Beyond and Above his mortal origins, even as, by being a Halfa, he is utterly the same. That contract is as close as one could GET to having a contract with the Sage himself.

You know... if he answered you.

Felt like your petty bullshit was worth getting up off the couch for.

Not to MENTION? He can make clones! Like.... billions of them now. Has a skeleton army. Is kinda one of the stronger Ancients. But that's not the point. The POINT? Clones. Don't have to be EQUAL facets of self.

You CAN make a .00001% clone of yourself!

Behold *summons poof noise* Lil Baby Man!

The harbinger of Danny! Here to Test Your VIBEZ™. He sends them each time. To be an adorable menace. Cause problems on purpose. Be gremlins, chew on table legs, maybe. You know, the works! They RADIATE his " I Am Death." Energy. But also his "winter, protection, and starlight" vibes... if you're brave enough to LOOK.

If you don't flinch away from a spirit of the dead. Can embrace the chaotic nature of a Zone ghost. Are kind to something that isn't what you expected, that you can USE, that appears weaker then you. Something that seems dumb. Distractable. Useless in battle.

Can you be kind? Do you immediately give up? To recognize a test when you see one? Is your first impulse cruelty? Distain? It tells Danny a lot. Saves him time.

Which? Is how a young Itachi, freshly Jounin'd, gets thrown through an old and rotting wooden gate into what LOOKS like a vaguely demonic death shrine. Hmmm, concerning. Baby 'tachi has been separated from his teammates. Is having a Bad Time™. The crows can't really help much here.

And, well, that IS a Summoning contract...

He's outnumbered. Low on both weapons and Chakra. Refuses to do anything BUT return home to his family. His baby brother. Is it WISE? No. It is in fact, incredibly, incredibly UNWISE. He has no idea what he'll be agreeing too. But... so long as he live just a bit longer...

He slams an earth wall against the entrance.

Falls back to the Glowing Contract.

Stumbles, as even landing near it makes his insides revolt. His skin prickle and burn. Colder then the nine tails Chakra, emptier, yet somehow endlessly more ABSOLUTE.

It's like the very Chakra in his body screams against it. Rejects it's mere presence. As though all thing alive REFUSE it with desperation and fear. He has no time to muse upon this. It hurt his hand to touch. He does so anyway. Struggling to hold the earthwall against enemy attacks.

He doesn't bother to read the contract. Flings it from the pedestal, to unravel, so he may sign quickly. There. With a practiced motion, he nicks his finger, and scrawls his future away. Whatever demons may come. Whatever monsters this brings. Please... let him live long enough to say goodbye.

The world CRACKS as he summons.

Death and the Shinigami are not the same.

Even those without the ability to sense are battered by the tsunami of... not killing intent. No. There is no intent. No killing. Just... knowing. Heraldry. That Death comes for us all. You can not escape. Foolish and small, is this what you waste your existence on? Ants before a god. Dust before the heavens. He... he can not... breathe...

Frozen. Eyes wide. Sharigan spinning, spinning, spinning. Capturing the delicate lace of nothingness, absence of life, as it drifts by. Unable to move from where he kneels, bloody hand pressed to the ground, in a Summoning.

What Has He Done?

Outside there is panic. Screaming. They flee. He... he wishes he could flee. W...why can't he-? *THHHWAP!* Mmmmph?! Something small and almost bird shaped smacks into his face like a flung ration. Tiny arms spread wide to cling to his bangs and dangle. The deathy power fades... almost... almost as though it were... a threat display?

He focuses on the tiny creature whining and hugging his face. It... is a floating snake toddler? Or is it dragon? They have sharp little claws and stars along their face, a tiny whispy mane of white. Likely a dragon child then. They stick their small tounge out slightly, eyes the blankly trusting stare of small children everywhere.

He clearly want to be carried. Ah. Of course, little one.

Did... did he agree to raise a dragon?

Just?

Itachi, smol. Serious. With lil baby man floped on his head or tucked lovingly in his arms. The TEXTBOOK definition of "he don't bite" "YES HE DO!!!" For everyone but Itachi and Sasuke. To whom he is, of course, an INNOCENT BABY who has NEVER done anything wrong EVER. An angel! Why is everyone being so MEAN to poor innocent baby man? Boo hoo~!

It fucks up SO MANY plans.

Because Itachi. A smol child. INSISTS he is a Father now. What are you going to do? Say he can be? Why? Because he's a CHILD? Which is it? Is he a Jounin or a Dependant? An adult in the eyes of the law or a child to be protected by said law from pushing him off to war? Old enough to die, old enough to parent his dragon son!

And SORRY Father, he CANT join Anbu. Who would be there for his child? Ah, he should join a parenting group. *various competent parent instincts go haywire over this tiny Uchiha child in need of parenting* Danzo? For some reason his son seems to really, REALLY hate him. Better avoid him. His child doesn't know yet not to bite respected elders.

Sasuke? Gets to be an UNCLE! To a DRAGON! He takes his job very seriously.

It's the best PR the clan has ever had.

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