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tightjeansjavi · 10 months ago

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The Rite of Movement | part five

“something I’m not, but something I can be”

A/N: big disclaimer for this chapter: I do not know if this is actually how the porn industry functions. And while Brazzers is a real porn site, I don’t have any knowledge of how they run things on their site. For the sake of fiction, and the storyline, I wrote Joel’s era in Brazzers as a very very toxic work environment. Please heed the warnings. This takes place pre-miller-co. Joel and baby love have not met yet. Joel does however have a girlfriend during his time at Brazzers. Oh, and I listened to what was I made for on repeat while I wrote this 🥺 thank you to @itsokbbygrl for betaing and being my little cheerleader through this series 💗 and thank you to all my other friends for your endless support on my silly lil stories! (Y’all know who you are and how much I love you!)

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Summary: it’s Joel Miller’s 30th birthday. 30 years of existing, 12 years working for Brazzers, and what does he really have to show for his life outside of being a pornstar?

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader

Warnings: angst, implied smut, toxic work environment, implied workplace abuse, mentions of the porn industry, misogynistic comments/behavior towards women in the porn industry (not by Joel), feelings of body insecurity, shame, mentions of smoking, grief, resentment, language, mature themes, +18 minors dni!

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Los Angeles, CA. September 26, 2009

An alarm clock blares on Joel’s nightstand, the shrill sound pierces his eardrums, sending his arm flying out from under the covers, smacking the top of the device, silencing it with a heavy groan rumbling up his chest.

6:00 a.m. the sun has barely just begun to peek over the mountains, the bustle of LA traffic, late-night goers returning home, early-morning risers preparing for another droning day.

The big 30: The age where you were expected to have your shit together. No more making foolish mistakes, no more job hopping, you should be married with kids and have a house with a white picket fence and drive a minivan. You should be invested in the stock market, your lawn should be properly trimmed, maybe you even make enough money to own a vacation home.

Joel hadn’t a fucking clue what he wanted out of life. He wasn’t married. He didn’t have any kids. He lived in an apartment with his brother Tommy, splitting the rent between their paychecks. LA never felt like home to him. He liked the palm trees and the beach. He hated LA traffic, smog, and that stupid Hollywood sign that alluded to a lifestyle that only the ‘chosen’ members of high society would get to indulge in.

City of Angels? Not even close.

30 years old, and feeling like he had nothing to show for his life outside of being a pornstar. A branding identity that shamed him more times than he was willing to admit. Is this all I’m good for?

Brazzers was the bane of his existence for 12 years, and yet every time he would try and put his foot down and quit, he was lured right back in. He loved sex just like anyone else. He loved the intimacy, the closeness, the connection to another human being. Above all, he loved making his partners feel good. To make them come, fall apart on his tongue, fingers, or his cock. To hear their pleasured cries, high-pitched real moans of his name.

It was euphoric for him, to make another person feel so good that they completely lose themselves in the moment, in the feeling of the rite of movement. He used to think that this was enough, that the act of sex and unbridled pleasure was all viewers would want to see. He thought he was enough.

But in the adult film industry, sex was never just enough.

He didn’t like being told how he should fuck.

Yank her hair harder.

Slap her around a little.

Squeeze her cheeks till she cries.

Choke her.

I want to see bruises on her ass, Joel.

Fuck her like you mean it, like you hate her. Like she’s your bitch. Your property.

Are we making a porno here or what? Don’t wipe her tears. That’s not what men want. They want to see a cunt being pounded. C’mon, Joel. This is supposed to be a male fantasy!

He learned how to dissociate and remove himself from the scene entirely. He worked on autopilot, tuning out the jarring voices that demanded more from him and his partner(s). And when the passion faded, he struggled to stay hard and on top of his game.

And even with the warm, wet mouth of a fluffer sucking his soft cock, he wasn’t turned on. Not in the slightest and he could feel the shame creeping up on his neck as the director barked at him to get his shit together.

“What do you mean you’re not able to get hard, Miller? You got a hot piece of ass under you, man! What the hell else do you want? Y’know, would it really hurt for you to be more like your brother?”

“She’s got a name, you know.” Joel bit back, grinding his jaw back and forth. The blatant disrespect that women faced on a day to day basis was downright disgusting.

“Oh for fuck’s sake. You make pornos, Joel! Or did you forget? Stop acting like a fucking sissy and do your goddamn job.”

“I need a minute,” he gruffed out and gently pushed the fluffer's mouth off of his cock. He strode past the director and the rest of the set crew and pulled his boxers on in a haste.

“Fine. You get 10 minutes, Miller. And when you get back, I expect you to be fucking ready, and hard.”

Joel didn’t respond as he shucked on his shorts and threw on his hoodie, grabbing his phone and pack of cigarettes to stuff in his pocket. He averted making eye contact with the director, shoulder checking him on his way out of the room.

10 minutes, Miller!

Fuck you is what Joel really wanted to say as he walked at a fast past towards the nearest exit in the long hallway.

The sun was blinding the moment he stepped outside into the back alley. He whipped his phone out, nervously pacing back and forth as he dialed Tommy’s number, listening to the dial tone ring and ring.

“Hey, you old fart! Feelin’ 30 yet?” Tommy said playfully.

“Yeah. I’m feelin’ 30 alright.” Joel grumbled, sinking back against the side of the building.

“What’s up? I know how much you hate your birthday, but why do you sound so—”

“I’m fuckin’ quitting, Tommy. I can’t do this shit anymore. I can’t fuckin’ do it. I’m about five seconds away from stormin’ back in there and beatin’ the living shit out of the director.” He snapped, carding his fingers through his hair, gripping the roots tightly. “I’m throwin’ the towel in, and I ain’t lookin’ back.”

“Woah, woah, woah! Hold on now, what the fuck happened? Are you sure you just want to—”

“Tommy.” Joel warned him, squeezing his eyes shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. “Don’t start this with me, okay? I need to know if you’re with me on this because I sure as hell ain’t leavin’ you out here on your own.”

“I ain’t a kid anymore, Joel. If you want to quit for your own reasons, that’s fine, and I support you, but that doesn’t mean that—” he sighed deeply, weighing out his words in his head before he said, “of course I’m with you on this.”

“I’m not gonna force you to quit, Tommy. I jus’ don’t think this cesspool is fuckin’ good for either of us. Talked to a few others that were thinkin’ of quitting, but no one has pulled the trigger yet. We can do some amateur work till we find our footing again, and I want to move back home, Tommy. I want to move back to Texas. I fuckin’ hate this state. Everythin’ is too damn expensive.”

“I’ll follow you wherever you go, Joel. You know I will. But what about…Carmen and Sarah? You jus’ gonna pack your shit up and not tell her?”

Joel felt his heart twist and clench, knocking the air from his lungs because for the first time in his 30 years of life, his heart was going to be broken, and there was nothing he could do to prevent the inevitable from happening.

“She’s never gonna accept me for who I am and my job, Tommy. She resents it, I know she does. And Sarah will eventually resent me too. She’ll grow up and feel ashamed that her stepfather is a fuckin’ pornstar. They both deserve better than what I can offer them. It’s not like I can just start over and get a respectable job! What established company is gonna hire a guy who’s CV consists of a highschool diploma, a year of working construction jobs and 12 years in the adult film industry?”

Tommy felt his heart break for his brother, splitting right down the middle. “Joel…” he trailed off.

“Her friends treat me differently, and everytime I’ve brought up the potential of meeting her family, she changes the subject on me, Tommy. And you know what? I don’t blame her. Who the fuck would want to introduce their pornstar boyfriend to anyone, let alone her family? I jus’ figured I’d cut her losses sooner rather than later. And even if things were to work out, and I get a new job, a new life, am I just supposed to accept the knowledge of knowin’ that the entire time we have been together, she’s resented my job? Some things just aren’t meant to work out, and that’s fine. I’ll let her go and she’ll meet a nice, normal, man with a good stable job who doesn’t fuck for a living.”

Joel Miller. Paging, Joel. You’re needed on set. Hurry the fuck up—

“Fuckers.” Joel muttered under his breath as he rose to his feet. “I gotta go, okay? I’ll text you in a bit.”

“Wait, Joel,” Tommy started, trying to think of what he could possibly say to his brother that would make the situation better. “Everythin’ is gonna be okay. It’ll all work out in the end.”

“Yeah, sure.” He replied flatly. “I’ll see you.” he ended the call, shoving his phone back into his hoodie pocket and pushed open the exit door just as his name was called over the intercom again.

This time he was going to put his foot down for good. He wasn’t going to be lured back in. He was done. His mind was made up and there would be no turning back.

“Fucking finally. I said 10 minutes, Miller. You’re lucky I even gave you that.” The director scoffed and snapped his fingers at the fluffer to do her job.

Joel stopped her with a gentle hand along her shoulder before he made direct eye contact with the director. “That won’t be necessary.”

“What the fuck do you mean that won’t be necessary? We were supposed to be wrapped up with this shit already. I have a freshie to introduce to you afterwards, so if we can just get a move on—”

“I said, that won’t be necessary.” Joel calmly reiterated as he grabbed his bag from the floor and slung it over his shoulder.

“Boy, you better fucking start talking. What do you mean that won’t be necessary?!”

“It means that I quit. And I hope that freshie and every other woman here fuckin’ quits while they still have the chance.”

The atmosphere in the brightly lit room immediately shifted and the tension was palpable. Joel’s onscreen partner was shocked, the fluffer was shocked along with the rest of the film crew.

“You have gotta fucking joking me right now.” The director laughed bitterly, shaking his head. “You got some fucking nerve, Miller.”

Joel shrugged, glancing around the room before he turned towards the door, grasping the handle in his palm and pushed it open. He paused, looking over his shoulder, giving his onscreen partner a small, reassuring nod, “oh, and just a little word of advice? If you want sex to sell, and for Brazzers to not tank like the fuckin’ stock market, start by treatin’ women in the industry with respect. Jus’ a little food for thought. Pass that onto the CEO, and then tell him to shove it right up his ass.”

He walked out after that, listening to the director holler his name and something along the lines of, you’ll be back. They always fucking come back!

And on his way out, his shoulder gently made contact with another body rushing up the stairwell. “‘S’cuse me.” He rasped.

You didn’t get a look at the stranger's face on your way up. You were too focused on the fact that you were running late, and couldn’t afford to be potentially fired.

He didn’t get a look at your face either.

Joel opted to be alone for the rest of the day, sitting on the hood of his car, smoking through an entire pack of cigarettes while he watched the clouds roll by, and tourists stop to take pictures of the infamous Hollywood sign. He thought about his life up until this point.

30 years on this shithole we call earth. 12 years spent in the adult film industry, and never had he felt so lost and alone. Hours away from ending his first ever long term relationship and leaving the past behind.

Fuck 30. He thought to himself.

The inevitable settled into his bones as the sun slowly began to set behind the mountains, creating stunning hues of pink, oranges and purples in the sky. His phone buzzed on the exterior of the hood of his car, tearing him away from his thoughts when Carmen’s name popped up on the screen.

Hey, birthday boy. Are we still on for Thai food tonight? x.

Hey, baby. Yeah, of course. Can’t wait to see you.

5 missed calls from Tommy

10 messages from Tommy.

What happened to fucking calling me later, Joel?!

Why is your phone going straight to voicemail!

Can you just let me know that you’re okay?!

Joel.

Dude.

Pick up your phone!

And you call me the bad texter?!

This isn’t funny.

I didn’t sign up for the silent treatment!

If you’re dead in a ditch somewhere I’m gonna fucking kill you!!

He typed out a quick message to his brother informing him that he was in fact still alive and that he would be home soon.

What he wasn’t expecting was Carmen and Tommy to host a surprise birthday dinner at his apartment. He wasn’t mad at his brother for not giving him a heads up, and it wasn’t like Tommy could tell Carmen a simple, hey, by the way, my brother is going to break up with you and he wants to move back to Texas!

But all Joel could feel now when she pressed her lips to his in a sweet kiss, and planted a silly little party hat on his head, was guilt. An overwhelming tidal wave of guilt and shame for what he was going to do. And throughout the evening his guilt began to fester like an untreated wound. Bubbling pus leaked from his heartstrings like a broken faucet when he opened his unexpected present from Carmen.

It was a pocket wrist watch with an olive green strap that fit his wrist perfectly.

“You’re always misplacing your phone, so I figured that this would help you tell the time better? I know it isn’t much—”

He interjected softly, looking over at her with a small smile tugging on his lips, “It’s perfect. Thank you.” I’m so sorry.

And when Tommy stepped outside for a smoke and to give Joel and Carmen a bit of privacy, the energy shifted and Joel could feel the thread between them being pulled tight, threatening to snap at any given moment.

“Joel, is everything okay? You’ve hardly said a word to me tonight.”

And instead of responding, he got up from the couch in a haste, trying to keep his nerves at bay, but truthfully? He was panicking and it was written all over his face. “I’m fine, Carm. I jus’—I need some air.” He walked the short distance to the little balcony, pulling the door open as he stepped outside into the cooling night air.

Lights shimmered in the distance, palm trees swayed from a breeze off the coast. 30 years old and he felt like the biggest fucking asshole on the planet. Can I fix this? Can I make it work?

He stared down at the watch on his wrist, the tiny spokes ticking away as he rested his forearms along the paint chipped railing, listening to the soft squeak of the sliding door being pulled open as the blood rushed in his ears.

He tapped his foot nervously, jaw ticking under the fading light at the realization that there was no turning back.

“Do you love me?” He suddenly spoke, teeth grinding down on the inside of his cheek, the taste of copper bursting on his tongue. A reminder come morning when he would awake to the same soreness in his mouth that he feels in his heart.

“Joel…” she trailed off, standing alongside him, rubbing her arm as a self-soothing gesture.

“Do you love me…unconditionally?” His question hung heavy in the air, and when she didn’t immediately answer, tears began to prick the corner of his eyes, stinging and blurring his vision.

“Baby, please…why are—”

“Please don’t call me that right now, Carmen. Please.” he sniffled, staring back out over the railing at the shimmering mirage of Los Angeles. “If you did love me unconditionally, you would have answered me right away. It’s okay, I’m not mad at you. I could never be mad at you. I jus’—I know you resent me for being a pornstar. I’ve known about it for a while,” he said softly, feeling a tear rolling down along the side of his nose and drip down over his lips. His dewy eyed gaze met hers briefly, before he looked away. “And I also know that you would never ask me to quit, but you and I both know that’s what you want from me.”

There was no point in trying to deny it any longer. There was no bad blood, no bitterness. Just two adults facing the reality that is life. And sometimes…relationships don’t work out. The passion fades and resentment rears its ugly head.

“And no matter how many times I have tried to earnestly explain to you why I chose this career path, you will never understand. And I would never try to force you to. But it’s not fair to you, myself, or Sarah to continue this relationship when you will never accept me for who I am, Carmen.”

“You’re right, Joel.” She said quietly, her own tears beginning to brew along her waterline. “I’m so sorry.”

He swallowed the lump growing in his throat and the sob threatening to leave his lips, “I am too.”

There isn’t much left to say as they hug for the last time. She wishes him well in life and he does the same. There’s a new ache in his chest at the thought of him no longer being involved in Sarah’s life anymore. But he believes she’ll be better off without him, too.

And when she leaves his apartment for the last time, taking almost 3 years of memories along with her as the front door clicks shut, and her echoing footsteps down the hall become softer and softer, he lets out the sob he had been suppressing, sinking down to his knees in defeat.

Tears stream down his cheeks as a car horn blares below on the street.

Fuck you, asshole! Get out of the road! The owner of a sleek BMW yells with the window rolled down to a teenager crossing the street on his bike.

30 years old and heartbroken. So much for having his shit together.

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seat-safety-switch · 1 year ago

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There's a whole lot of towns out there that you'll never visit. Most of them are chock full of people you'll never meet. Tulsa, for example. Never been there, might never go there. And that makes me a little sad.

Sure, I only have enough time on this earth to visit so many towns. And when I'm there, I don't have enough time to interrogate every single one of the locals to see if, say, any of them have a set of Mopar F-body windshield wiper linkages sitting in the back of their garage. They'll just go to waste, damned to irrelevance by my lack of time. That's what the MBAs call a "market inefficiency."

The internet has helped, sure, but you can only demand what other people have supplied. Any quick browse on a model-specific forum is full of lonely folks crying out to the heavens for a specific piece of trim, or an entire automatic transmission, that they will never receive. And it's a lot of work to put that stuff up for sale. Who knows what's actually inside that weird pile of oil-stained gewgaws that Pawpaw left behind before he joined that alien cult and drank all that Flavor-Aid? His surviving next-of-kin sure don't know the difference between a 4.11 and a 3.90 rear end, nor are they willing to teach themselves that information in order to list it on eBay for twenty bucks.

Don't worry, though, I have a solution. That solution is that the Boston Dynamics warehouse is not secured very well. Their robots are powered by a two-stroke lawnmower engine: it's like they wanted me to show up with a turbine-generator-powered plasma cutter and chop right through the rebar holding the walls of their robot storage lockup together. After that, it was a quick couple of dozen trips to the local electronics store to get the right USB-to-serial cable, and I soon had my harem of semi-autonomous Parts-Seeking Drones® roving the backwoods of America.

So, if you see a lanky, creaking doglike shape lurking outside your yard tonight, smelling oddly of pre-mix and human arterial blood, let it in your garage. All it wants to do is scan your spare parts so I can find that goddamn last piece of dash trim for the cruise control lever on my Volare. Don't worry: I won't have the robots kill you if you decide not to sell it to me after all. It would be hypocritical of me to judge another hoarder. We'll have coffee when I come see your town for the first time! We can trade junk and be best friends and call each other on the phone afterward and talk about nitrous oxide. No promises on what the robots will do if they search your entire property and don't find any Plymouth Volare stuff, though. I forgot to program that part before I let them out of radio range.

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hometoursandotherstuff · 7 months ago

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I can't believe that this 1966 property didn't sell. It's in Pismo Beach, CA and listed for $2.995M. It's a vacation spot w/RV hookups, but it doesn't have to be, it can be a residence a compound, whatever.

It has some erratic sales history. It was bought in 2003 for $995K; sold in 2005, at a loss, for $500K; in 2022, listed for a jump of a whopping $3.8M; removed from market in 2023; returned to market in 2023 reduced to $3.4; still for sale in 2024, but reduced to $2.995M.

So, the owner bought this property for $500K, and the previous owner took a loss of $495K. The current owners, after 17yrs., want to make a profit of $3.3M and is now down to $2.495M. Wow. But, it doesn't look like he's going to get it.

Anyway, this is the "tree" house, b/c it was built around a huge tree that goes right thru it, so it's actually on the ground. Here we are in the kitchen and you can already see the tree.

The kitchen is cute and has a walk-out to a deck.

You can see how large the tree is. They built a table and stairs around it.

Here, it's going thru a wall.

I don't know why they built that platform in the floor.

Here, the tree branches go up to the 2nd level and one branch exits the house thru outer walls.

The 2nd floor is cozier. It has a door to a covered terrace and it looks like they put a bench seat on one of the branches.

The terrace is lovely, isn't it?

There's a small 3pc bath up here.

Now, we go to this building, called "Good Old Days."

There's kitchen and a dining area.

Nice living room area.

The bedroom has a nice big vintage bath.

Long covered patio in the back of the house.

Next come the larger homes on the property.

It doesn't look like it's being used as a vacation short term rental. Looks like people live here, doesn't it?

Another house. Looks like everything is built around trees and rocks and stuff.

This one's nice. Beautiful stone fireplace.

These are definitely long term rentals.

There are 2 more large homes and this little guest cabin. No kitchen, that must be a pull-out couch, and there's a bathroom.

And, lastly, there's also a Flintstone's cave residence.

The drone couldn't even photograph all of the buildings, but this shot gets most of them on the 6.69 acre property. The listing says it's "Turn Key," but there are long term tenants here.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/765-Price-Canyon-Rd-Pismo-Beach-CA-93449/15391520_zpid/

#unsual properties #unique properties #unique homes #airbnb properties #houses #house tours

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muiitoloko · 7 months ago

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Heyyy, please tell me there are more Lionel fics on the way?? You’re so good at writing him.

Title: Skype

Summary: Lionel, engrossed in a dull meeting about opening a new California branch, finds unexpected excitement when his wife initiates a bold, intimate act during his call.

Pairing: Lionel Shahbandar × Fem! Reader

Warning; Smut

Author's Notes: Heyyy! 😄 Thanks so much for the love! There are definitely more Lionel fics brewing in my brain—he's just too fun to write! Think of me as a literary mad scientist, concocting more Lionel goodness in my story lab. Stay tuned for more adventures with our favorite character! 🧪📚

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Lionel was bored, sitting in his home office, discussing the intricacies of opening a new branch in California via Skype. His baritone voice droned on about potential properties and zoning regulations, but his mind wandered to how he wished he were spending the day with you, his wife of less than three months.

He looked up when he heard the soft hiss of the office door. There you were, a shy smile playing on your lips as you approached him silently. Lionel felt a flicker of excitement but returned to his meeting, attempting to maintain his professional demeanor.

As you knelt between his knees and reached for his belt, Lionel’s heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. He tried to push you away, his hands brushing against your shoulders, but it was a half-hearted effort. The prospect of receiving such intimate pleasure while in a meeting was too thrilling to resist.

His voice faltered momentarily as he felt your fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. "Gentlemen, let’s focus on the market research data for a moment," he said, his voice slightly strained as he struggled to maintain his composure.

You freed him from the confines of his underwear, your touch sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. Lionel’s breath hitched, and he clenched the edge of his desk, his knuckles turning white. He glanced at the screen, praying none of the men noticed the faint tremor in his voice.

"Yes, I believe the property on Wilshire Boulevard could be quite suitable," he managed to say, his voice thick with barely contained desire.

Under the table, you took him into your mouth, your warm, wet lips sliding over his erection with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Lionel’s eyes closed briefly, a shudder of pleasure coursing through him. He bit down on his lip, trying to suppress a moan as you set a torturous pace.

"The property’s... location offers excellent visibility," Lionel continued, his voice wavering slightly as your tongue swirled around the sensitive head of his cock. "And the... amenities are... quite suitable."

His colleagues droned on about property values and market trends, but Lionel’s attention was entirely focused on the exquisite sensations you were creating. He could feel his control slipping, the pleasure building to an unbearable intensity as you sucked him with increasing fervor.

"You’re doing this on purpose," he muttered under his breath, his voice a rough whisper meant only for your ears. "Trying to make me lose control."

You responded with a soft, teasing hum, the vibration adding to the intense pleasure that made his hips buck involuntarily. Lionel’s fingers tangled in your hair, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as he fought to maintain his composure.

"We need to finalize the budget allocations," one of the men on the call said, drawing Lionel’s attention back to the screen. He forced a smile, his eyes glazed with desire as he tried to focus on the conversation. "I’ll review the figures... and get back to you with a proposal," he replied, his voice trembling with the effort to stay composed.

Your mouth worked him with a relentless, skilled rhythm, your tongue flicking over his slit with every stroke. Lionel’s pulse quickened, his body tensing as he felt himself teetering on the brink of release. "Oh, fuck," he muttered under his breath, his voice a low, desperate growl. "I’m going to come."

His colleagues continued talking, oblivious to the sensual torment Lionel was enduring. He clutched the edge of the desk, his knuckles white as he fought against the overwhelming desire building inside him. "Let’s schedule a follow-up meeting for next week," he said, his voice tight with barely contained lust. "I’ll have more detailed feedback by then."

As the call finally ended, Lionel’s relief was palpable. He ended the meeting with a hasty farewell, then immediately looked down at you, his eyes blazing with a mixture of frustration and desire. "You’re incorrigible," he growled, his voice thick with need.

You pulled away, a satisfied smile on your lips as you looked up at him. "I couldn’t resist," you said, your voice a seductive purr. "You looked so serious, and I wanted to see if I could make you lose control."

Lionel’s breath came in heavy gasps, his body trembling with the effort to restrain himself. "Well, you’ve succeeded," he muttered, his hands reaching down to pull you up from under the table. "But now it’s my turn."

He stood up, his eyes dark with a fierce, possessive hunger as he guided you to his desk. Your skirt rode up as he lifted you onto the surface, his hands rough and demanding as he spread your legs wide. "I’ve been thinking about this all day," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rumble. "Watching you walk around the house, teasing me with those eyes."

You gasped, your body arching towards him as his fingers traced the outline of your panties, teasing the sensitive skin beneath. "Lionel," you moaned, your voice a breathless plea. "Please."

His eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as he pulled your panties aside, exposing your wet, glistening heat to his hungry gaze. "You’re so wet for me," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, possessive satisfaction. "I want to taste you, make you scream my name."

Before you could respond, Lionel’s mouth was on you, his tongue parting your folds and lapping at your clit with a fierce, relentless rhythm. You cried out, your fingers gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure crashed over you, your body trembling with the intensity of his touch. "Oh, God," you gasped, your voice breaking with need. "Yes, Lionel. Don’t stop."

Lionel’s hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he devoured you with a ravenous hunger. His tongue flicked and swirled over your clit, the sensation driving you closer and closer to the edge. "Come for me," he growled against you, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you come on my tongue."

Your breath came in ragged gasps, your body trembling with the overwhelming need building inside you. "Lionel," you cried, your voice a breathless scream. "I’m so close. Please, don’t stop."

With a final, powerful flick of his tongue, Lionel drove you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with a force that left you breathless and shaking. You cried out his name, your body writhing beneath his mouth as the pleasure surged through you, every nerve alight with ecstasy.

Lionel continued to lick and suck at your clit, prolonging your orgasm until you were trembling with the aftershocks, your breath coming in short, uneven bursts. "You taste amazing," he murmured, his voice a rough, satisfied growl. "I could do this all day."

You shivered with the lingering pleasure, your mind hazy with the intensity of your release. "Lionel," you whispered, your voice a breathless plea. "I need you inside me. Please."

Lionel’s eyes darkened with a fierce, possessive hunger as he stood up, his erection pressing hot and hard against your entrance. "As you wish," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "But I’m not going to be gentle. I want to fuck you hard. Make you scream my name."

Your breath hitched, your body arching towards him in eager anticipation. "Yes," you gasped, your voice trembling with need. "Fuck me, Lionel. Make me scream."

With a low, guttural growl, Lionel thrust into you, the sudden, intense sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through both of you. You cried out, your fingers digging into his shoulders as he moved with a fierce, relentless rhythm, his hips slamming against yours with each powerful thrust.

"You feel so good," he groaned, his voice rough with lust. "So tight. So perfect. I want to feel you come around my cock. Scream for me."

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling with the intensity of his thrusts. "Lionel," you gasped, your voice a breathless scream. "Oh, God. Yes. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop."

Lionel’s movements became more urgent, his hips driving into you with a force that left you breathless, your body arching towards him with each powerful thrust. "I’m going to come," he growled, his voice a rough, desperate whisper. "Come with me. Scream my name."

With a final, shuddering thrust, Lionel felt your muscles clench around him, your orgasm triggering his own. He buried himself deep inside you, his body trembling with the force of his release as he spilled into you, the pleasure so intense it left him gasping for breath.

"Lionel," you cried, your voice breaking with ecstasy. "Oh, God. Yes."

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, the echoes of their pleasure still pulsing through them. Lionel’s hands stroked your back soothingly, his breath warm against your skin as he murmured, “You’re incredible, absolutely incredible.”

Your breath came in shaky gasps, your body still trembling with the aftershocks of your orgasm. “I love you, Lionel,” you whispered, your voice a mixture of exhaustion and bliss. “So much.”

Lionel pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his heart swelling with love. “I love you too,” he said softly. “You’re perfect.”

As you and Lionel basked in the afterglow of your passionate encounter, a sudden, discreet throat-clearing sound shattered the intimate atmosphere. You both froze, your eyes widening in alarm. Lionel pushed himself off you, his head snapping up as he looked around the room, searching for the source of the noise.

“Who’s there?” Lionel demanded, his voice a mixture of confusion and a hint of leftover irritation from your previous escapade. His gaze swept over the room but found nothing out of place.

Then, realization dawned on him, and his eyes fell on the laptop. His face turned ashen as he saw the Skype meeting still active, the camera icon dark but the microphone clearly on. The faint sounds of muted laughter and clearing throats echoed from the laptop speakers, confirming his worst fear.

“Uh, Lionel?” one of the men on the call spoke up, his voice tinged with awkwardness. “You turned off the camera, but, um, the audio… well, we could hear everything.”

A wave of mortification washed over you, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. You scrambled to cover yourself with a nearby throw, your mind racing with the implications of what they had just heard. “Oh my God,” you whispered, your voice a mixture of horror and disbelief. “They heard everything?”

Lionel, however, remained remarkably composed, his initial shock giving way to a sly, mischievous grin. A gleam of amusement sparkled in his eyes as he turned back to the laptop, clearly unbothered by the situation. “Well, gentlemen,” he drawled, his baritone voice oozing with a cheeky nonchalance, “at least you had the pleasure of listening to the hottest audio show of your lives. Consider it a free sample.”

Your mortification deepened, and you shot Lionel a furious glare, your eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “Lionel!” you hissed, your voice a low, reprimanding whisper. “What on earth are you thinking?”

He merely shrugged, a hint of a sneer curling his lips. “I hate technology,” he replied, his tone almost dismissive. “I don’t know how to deal with these modernities. Besides,” he added with a wink, “you’re the one who started it, love.”

Your fury only intensified at his cavalier attitude, and you reached over to the laptop, your fingers moving swiftly as you ended the Skype meeting with a decisive click. The screen went dark, and you turned back to Lionel, your eyes narrowing with a mixture of exasperation and lingering desire. “I can’t believe you,” you muttered, your voice filled with a mix of reprimand and reluctant amusement. “You’re impossible.”

Lionel’s eyes gleamed with a playful light, his expression unapologetic as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. “And yet you love me,” he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble that sent shivers down your spine. “Despite my quirks.”

You couldn’t help but soften slightly at his words, a reluctant smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “I suppose I do,” you admitted, your voice a whisper filled with affection. “But you’re still in trouble for that little stunt.”

Lionel chuckled softly, his fingers trailing down your arm in a soothing, affectionate caress. “I’ll make it up to you,” he promised, his voice a low, reassuring murmur. “Starting with a very long, very thorough apology.”

Your irritation melted away as his touch and words enveloped you in a warm, comforting embrace. Despite the mortifying incident, you couldn’t deny the magnetic pull Lionel had on you, his cheeky charm and mischievous nature endearing him to you even in moments of chaos.

As you settled back into each other’s arms, the memory of the Skype call faded into the background, replaced by the comforting rhythm of your breaths mingling together. Despite the embarrassment and Lionel’s incorrigible attitude, you knew that his unwavering love and playful spirit were what made your relationship so uniquely vibrant and fulfilling.

#alan rickman #alan rickman x reader #lionel shabandar x reader #lionel shabandar #gambit 2012

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ISRAEL REALTIME - Connecting to Israel in Realtime

🔥CEASEFIRE EVENTS..

.. DRONE ALERT last evening - a Hezbollah drone flew the border, trying to draw IDF reaction. It did not attack.

.. ROCKET ALERT early this morning in a northern town - was set off by IDF forces use of an illumination flare on the border. Not a rocket.

.. Reuters: Hezbollah lost more than 4,000 of its men in the war - more than 10 times its losses in the Second Lebanon war - but far less than Hamas. This does not include the thousands injured and maimed by the pager and portable radio attack.

.. Lebanese sources: Most of the Lebanon-Syria border crossings attacked by Israel have been repaired.

.. Arab source: In the document concluded by Israel and the USA there are secret clauses related to Iran and this is what made the ceasefire in Lebanon possible.

🔹SYRIA CHAOS.. fleeing Hezbollah left piles of weapons behind in Syria, with multiple Iraqi and Afghan militias supported by Iran taking over their positions. Opposition groups which include ISIS and Kurds (not together) are attacking. The Syrian Army backed by Russia air power is attacking everyone. Turkey will likely join, attacking the Kurds. Israel is NOT INVOLVED.

.. Today Russian Air Force jets began bombing villages that the rebels captured yesterday west of Aleppo.

🔹JUST FOR CONTEXT - SYRIA.. Last night the Syrian Assad regime attacked a school in the city of Yereko in southern Idlib with heavy artillery. Several children were killed and dozens injured on the spot. Awaiting the UN condemnation, the EU threats, and the ICC warrants. And see the next item below.

🔸HAMAS HOSTAGE DEAL NEWS.. A delegation of the Egyptian intelligence will visit Israel today as part of the ceasefire talks in Gaza per Lebanese media.

▪️PM COURT CASE.. Netanyahu is asking the court to hold a hearing regarding his security arrangements during his testimony. In addition, he requested that by Monday the Shin Bet and the court administration present to the judges the details of the security arrangements. One of the issues is not only the security nor the time of the beginning of the testimony, but the pace: A prime minister who testifies three times a week six hours a day is a reality-changing event. A prime minister who testifies once a week for three hours, another story.

▪️SOCIETAL CONFLICT OR CHANGING PRIORITIES.. the coalition passed the first reading of a new law mandating the privatization of the Israeli Public Broadcasting Corporation within two years, closing down the public funded broadcasting which includes Kaan news and Reshet Bet radio. If a buyer cannot be found in two years, the broadcaster will be shuttered completely and its intellectual property will revert to the government.

.. “bill’s explanatory notes say ‘the broadcaster’s current output does not justify its “extremely high” government budget and that the move is necessary to “increase competition” in the media market.’

.. The Attorney General’s Office strongly disagreed expressing concern given how many Israelis get their news through television, closing the public broadcasting corporation would minimize sources of news free from external influences and criticism of the government or broadcast of content that is not favorable to the government may lead to measures against private media.

.. The reverse site notes Israel no longer has any shortage of broadcast channels, TV, cable, satellite, and internet access, should not be spending tax shekels to fund a particular channel, puts the multiple private channels at a disadvantage competing against govt. money, and while the Attorney General states they are “free from external influence” - WHO WATCHES THE WATCHERS?

♦️GAZA - heavy IDF air strikes this morning in the north of Nuseirat, north Gaza.

#Israel #October 7 #HamasMassacre #Israel/HamasWar #IDF #Gaza #Palestinians #Realtime Israel #Hezbollah #Lebanon #🎗️

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In honor of Mermay here are some headcannons for my other reader inserts as mermaids/sirens.

Stolen souls

A whale shark mermaid (born). A gentle giant through and through.

Left her old pod in search of a new life and wound up by a reef, becoming its guardian and caretaker.

A real softie with a green thumb. Most sirens don’t come near her for her size but she hates fight with all her soul.

Likes to help or communicate with humans every now and again.

Made friends with a fisherman a while back and helps him out if in trouble.

Doesn’t go too close to the shore but can be seen from it. But if a local celebrity.

Known for helping out any humans in distress

The most likely to get captured by humans.

A bit too trusting of humans. Knows there are some bad but she wants to have a few friends and most mers and sirens avoid her.

Did accidental knock over a boat once while trying to rub against it affectionately

Incredibly lonely

Is open to being friends with any species but a bit cautious

There’s a meme of her laying on her back on the beach with an arm over he eyes.

A spider in a graveyard

Was turned (drowned) into a siren. Was originally a hammer head shark siren however after being captured by humans and due to experimentation became a mic with a jellyfish.

Tail has a layer of tentacle-like dark red and yellow things surrounding it and making up hair. A kind of ‘cap’ which is usually the ‘head’ of the jellyfish sits on her head. It is actually another organism but an extension of herself. Kind of a symbiotic relationship. Lions mane jellyfish, very dangerous sting.

Is known to sirens, mers and land dwellers alike as a hero. (Except for a particular news station)

Rescues swimmers daily, helps marine life to escape being captured by land dwellers or killed for the black market, often saving mermaids from unwanted attention from sirens and a lot more.

Has a small pod famous for helping people out

Has to be careful with stings, the scientists already messed up her genes a bit but the lip dish stings are very dangerous. She could control the dosage leading it to be a paralyzing venom but it seemed to have different properties than a normal jellyfish.

Scientist try and study her through underwater drones. Doesn’t mind too much as long as they don’t touch her or harm anything.

Some of her pod mates do mind though

Has drowned a person once. Never bought anyone back as a siren.

On decent terms with land dwellers but has a reputation of following fishing boats and making sure they didn’t do anything too drastic

Has sunk several boats

Guilty pleasure of exploring shipwrecks and collecting whatever she finds interesting

Set the sails

A common stingray siren

Lives in a large pod living around an island with a history of land dwellers attacking. Fighting over resources

Knows plant life in the area better than any textbook

Often found helping sea life of all kinds out when available.

Not too friendly with land dwellers but not unreasonable

Hates any kind of drone or machine that’s sent to scout areas. Destroys it as soon as possible

Extremely experienced fighter. Doesn’t fight often but when she does she’s often the victor.

Doesn’t kill other sirens, mers or and dwellers

A bit of a fable among sailors. They say if you see a sting ray with a bloody rust-like complexion that the ship was damned by the sea or someone on board was near death. If it’s the latter, pay the price and that person could be saved. The former? Pray.

Hates fishing boats and marines

Has an addiction to a specific kind of seaweed

Was alive when pirates were around. A kid but still there. Siren by birth.

Found a pirate washed up ashore and helped him, a bear monster. In return he had to teach her how to heal.

She learnt everything and more from him

He lived in the island until killed by some humans. Right after she was captured and sent to a reasurch facility with a few other pod members.

Terrible place

Released back into the wild after criticism from citizens and wild life conservation groups

Wears a red bandana given by her mentor

Touch it or the books she hides on land and death will be a mercy

Doesn’t have sharp teeth but will bite. Especially if you’re a patient being difficult.

Has it killed anyone

The rusty blood colour of her body is caused by the exsessive consumption of the seaweed.

Has this one reasurcher that’s completely obsessed with finding out anything and everything there is about her.

Least likely to ever be captured again

Has turned someone into a siren (got permission)

her sting is completely missing (lost in an accident) and with her one side having a cut that makes swimming a little harder.

Her claws became very hard due to labor and she sharpens them regularly. They’re as sharp if not sharper than any medical tool

Collects drift wood and likes to carve it with her claws

#mermay #sans undertale #sans x reader #ao3 fanfic #siren au #set the sails #a spider in a graveyard #stolen souls

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atom-aviation32 · 22 days ago

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Drone Survey in the Real World: Revolutionizing Industries with Atom Aviation

In today’s rapidly advancing world, industries across the globe are turning to drone survey technology to revolutionize the way they collect data, perform inspections, and make critical decisions. Gone are the days of traditional surveying methods that are time-consuming, costly, and labor-intensive. Atom Aviation, a leading provider of drone surveying services, is at the forefront of this transformation, providing businesses with fast, accurate, and cost-effective solutions.

What is a Drone Survey?

A drone survey is an innovative approach that utilizes unmanned aerial vehicles (UAVs) to collect data from the air. Drones equipped with cameras, LIDAR (Light Detection and Ranging), and other sensors can capture high-resolution imagery, topographical data, and 3D models of vast areas in a fraction of the time compared to traditional ground-based methods.

This data is then processed into actionable insights for industries like construction, agriculture, real estate, and more, enhancing decision-making and project planning.

The Real-World Benefits of Drone Surveys

1. Speed and Efficiency One of the main advantages of using drones for surveying is the significant reduction in time. With traditional surveying, teams would have to manually visit every corner of a site, sometimes requiring several days or even weeks for large projects. In contrast, drones can complete the same tasks in hours, allowing businesses to access crucial data quickly and make decisions faster.

2. Cost-Effectiveness Drone surveying reduces the need for expensive equipment like helicopters or cranes used in traditional aerial surveys. Additionally, fewer personnel are required to operate the drones, further lowering costs. Atom Aviation ensures that businesses can enjoy these cost savings without compromising on the accuracy or quality of the data collected.

3. High-Resolution Data Drones are equipped with high-definition cameras and specialized sensors that capture data with exceptional precision. Whether it’s topographical mapping, volumetric analysis, or landscape modeling, drones provide a level of detail that is difficult to achieve with manual methods. This is especially crucial in industries like construction, where accurate measurements are essential for project success.

4. Access to Hard-to-Reach Areas In many industries, there are locations that are difficult to access using traditional surveying methods due to safety concerns or physical barriers. Drones can easily navigate hazardous environments, such as construction sites, power lines, or agricultural fields, ensuring that no area is left unexamined.

5. Minimal Disruption Unlike ground-based surveying, which may require disturbing the environment or disrupting normal business operations, drone surveys are non-invasive. They can operate without disturbing ongoing work, making them ideal for active construction sites or agricultural fields.

How Atom Aviation is Leading the Charge

Atom Aviation is a company that has harnessed the full potential of drone surveying to offer customized solutions for businesses across various sectors. With their fleet of state-of-the-art drones and highly skilled pilots, Atom Aviation ensures that every project, no matter how large or small, is completed with precision and efficiency.

Atom Aviation’s drone surveying services have been particularly valuable in the following industries:

Construction: From land surveys to site inspections, drones help construction companies keep projects on track and ensure compliance with building codes and regulations.

Agriculture: Drone surveys allow farmers to monitor crop health, assess soil conditions, and make data-driven decisions to maximize yield.

Real Estate: Property developers and real estate professionals use drone surveys to create accurate 3D models and aerial maps of properties, helping to market developments and make informed investment decisions.

Infrastructure: Drones enable inspectors to assess bridges, powerlines, and pipelines, identifying potential issues without the need for dangerous manual inspections.

Why Choose Drone Surveying with Atom Aviation?

Choosing the right provider for drone surveying is crucial to getting accurate, reliable results. Atom Aviation stands out for several reasons:

Advanced Drone Technology: Atom Aviation uses the latest drones equipped with cutting-edge cameras and sensors for precise data collection.

Expert Team: Their team consists of certified drone pilots and experienced surveyors, ensuring that all data is collected safely and accurately.

Tailored Solutions: Whether you need topographic surveys, volumetric analysis, or 3D mapping, Atom Aviation offers services customized to meet the unique needs of your project.

Timely Delivery: With a commitment to efficiency, Atom Aviation delivers survey data quickly, enabling businesses to make decisions without delays.

Conclusion

The application of drone surveys has brought about a significant change in how businesses approach data collection and site analysis. With companies like Atom Aviation leading the way, industries now have access to faster, more cost-effective, and highly accurate surveying methods that enhance productivity and decision-making. Whether you're in construction, agriculture, real estate, or infrastructure, Atom Aviation is the partner you need for cutting-edge drone surveying solutions.

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Why Aerials Photography Lakeland is Essential for Capturing Unique Views

Aerials photography Lakeland offers an innovative way to highlight unique views, giving businesses and individuals a significant edge in their marketing efforts. By leveraging professional drone real estate photography FL, you can elevate the appeal of your projects and tell a compelling visual story.

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athena5898 · 4 months ago

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GAZA STRIP — Civil Defense Spokesmen Mahmoud Basal:

Current field situation as of 21:00 EEST, September 12 on the 342st day of the aggression

NORTH GAZA Northern Governorate ▪️ 3 martyrs and injuries reported following an airstrike on the Siyam family home, opposite Al-Fakhoura Clinic in Jabalia camp ▪️ 3 martyrs and injuries following an airstrike on the Hassan family home in Be'er Al-Na'ja, western Jabalia camp

GAZA CITY Northern Governorate

▪️East: 5 martyrs and injuries reported after an airstrike on the Al-Dahdouh family home, southern Al-Sham'a Mosque in Al-Zeitoun neighborhood ▪️North: 4 martyrs and injuries after an Israeli airstrike on an apartment belonging to the Al-Balbisi family in the Al-Mashahira area of Al-Tuffah ▪️Southeast: 2 martyrs and injuries following an airstrike on citizens in Kashko Street, Al-Zeitoun neighborhood ▪️South: 2 martyrs, a husband and wife, after an airstrike targeting citizens near Ain Jalut School in Al-Zeitoun neighborhood ▪️East: 1 martyr and injuries reported after an airstrike on the Abu Asr family home on Qandeel St in the Al-Shujaiya neighborhood ▪️West: 2 martyrs and several injuries following an airstrike on a group of citizens near Al-Shati camp market ▪️South: 4 injuries reported after a drone dropped a bomb on a group of citizens near Al-Iman Mosque in the Sabra neighborhood ▪️ For the 19th day, intense artillery shelling continues across areas north of Street 8, particularly in the Ali Ibn Abi Talib Square, the Musallaba area, the Abu Habib junction, and the Islamic Complex area ▪️“Israeli” forces continue to prevent the entry of cooking gas since the beginning of the war, forcing citizens to use dangerous alternatives like plastic, cardboard, and cloth, posing risks to lives and properties

DEIR AL-BALAH Central Governorate ▪️6 martyrs and injuries after an “Israeli” airstrike on the Shahin family home in Nuseirat camp ▪️ A severe injury, including an amputation, reported after an airstrike on the Al-Ajez family home in eastern Nuseirat camp

KHAN YOUNIS Southern Governorate ▪️ East: 4 martyrs and injuries in an airstrike on the Al-Zoghbi family home near Gaza European Hospital ▪️South: 3 martyrs were recovered, including a father and his son, from the Qizan Rashwan area

RAFAH Southern Governorate ▪️Central: 4 martyrs were recovered from the Al-Zuhour neighborhood, after being targeted by occupation forces ▪️North: 3 martyrs were recovered after being targeted by “Israeli” forces in Khirbet Al-Adas area ▪️Northwest: “Israeli” forces bombed and demolished residential buildings

#jerusalem #gaza #free gaza #current events #yemen #tel aviv #free palestine #palestine news #palestine #israel

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[Over the past 24 hours, the UAF fired more than 50 munitions into populated areas of the Belgorod region, and carrying out several strikes using drones, according to Governor Vyacheslav Gladkov who posted about the incident on Telegram.]

🇺🇦⚔️🇷🇺 🚨 💥UKRAINIAN FORCES CONTINUE SHELLING BOLGOROD CITY-CENTER, ONE KILLED AND FIVE WOUNDED SAYS GOVERNOR💥

One civilian man was killed and five others wounded in a series of Ukrainian artillery and missile strikes targeting the Bolgorod city-center, in the southwest of the Russian Federation, near the border with Ukraine.

The arrivals, along with the results, were announced in statement from Governor Vyacheslav Gladkov on his official Telegram channel. Gladkov noted that Russian air-defenses shot down 8 targets flying over the Bolgorod region.

“According to preliminary data, there is one person killed - a man was driving in a car when a shell exploded next to it. He died on the spot from shrapnel wounds,” the governor wrote, expressing condolences to the family and friends of the deceased.

Gladkov added that four people were wounded in the vicinity of the car market, including a man and a woman who received shrapnel wounds and were taken to the regional clinical hospital. Two other men declined to be seen at hospital.

Another victim of the strike was taken to the emergency room, a woman who was riding the bus when when debris from the attack fell through the ceiling of the bus, wounding her in the arm. Doctors are treating her currently.

In addition to the dead and wounded, multiple private homes were damaged in the strike, along with four cars and a bus, according to Gladkov.

The strike was the third targeting the Bolgorod region today. At approximately noon, Russian air defenses shot down four Ukrainian Vilkha missiles, followed by five more an hour later, wounding two people.

Previously, on Dec. 30th, 2023, the Armed Forces of Ukraine attacked the Bolgorod city-center using Vilkha missiles along with Czech Vampire MLRS. Although Russian air defenses shot down the majority of the missiles and shells, several rounds, including cluster munitions, struck the center of the city.

According to preliminary data, 25 casualties were recorded as a result of the strikes, including 5 children, along with more than 100 wounded, spurring the Ministry of Defense to open a criminal investigation against Ukraine into charges of “Attempted murder”, “Murder”, and “Deliberate destruction or damage to property”.

In response to the strikes, the Russian Federation has convened a session of the United Nations Security Council, with the Russian permanent representative, Vasily Nebenzya, calling the strike a deliberate act of terrorism directed against Russian civilians.

Nebenzya blamed the collective West for the strike, arguing that Brussels, London and Washington were responsible as accomplices of Ukrainian crimes, and added that all those complicit in the strikes would be punished.

#source

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@WorkerSolidarityNews

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AFM: Naomie Harris, Gwendoline Christie Team for Family Adventure ‘Robin and the Hood’

GFM Global Sales is shopping the film, produced by Silver Reel, that also stars Mark Williams and Darcey Ewart.

Naomie Harris, Gwendoline Christie and Harry Potter star Mark Williams (who played Arthur Weasley in the film franchise) have joined the ensemble cast of family adventure film Robin and the Hood alongside rising star Darcey Ewart (Prancer: A Christmas Tale, To Olivia).

The film, which completed principal photography over the summer, comes from director Phil Hawkins (Prancer: A Christmas Tale) and was written by Stuart Benson and Paul Davidson, with the script first optioned by Silver Reel in 2021. It’s set to debut as a Sky Original in the U.K. and Ireland on Sky Cinema, with GFM Global Sales handling the film at the AFM following a deal inked prior to the market.

Robin and the Hood follows the tenacious 11-year-old Robin (Ewart) and her loyal band of friends, called “The Hoods,” for whom the patch of overgrown scrubland at the end of their cul-de-sac is a magical kingdom. Sticks and bin lids have become swords and shields, drones have become majestic eagles, and the hippy lady in the forest (Christie) is a terrifying witch. The only thing limiting their colorful imagination is the prospect of losing their kingdom forever. When the slippery property developer Clipboard (Harris) turns up and dazzles the parents of the area with promises of health spas and day-care facilities, Robin and The Hoods’ world is faced with an existential threat. Despite the children’s best efforts, their protests fall on deaf ears. When their parents can’t see the wood for the trees, Robin and her friends take matters into their own hands to defend their kingdom.

The film is produced by Silver Reel’s Claudia Bluemhuber and Future Artists Entertainment’s Matt Williams. Alexander Jooss, Florian Dargel and Karol Griffiths (from Silver Reel) and Julia Stuart and Andrew Orr (Sky) will executive produce.

“We were excited about Stuart and Paul’s script from the moment we encountered it – Robin and the Hood is a story with a big heart and plenty of laughter, which reminds us of the power and importance of imagination in a world that is swiftly losing it,” said Bluemhuber. “Landing the fantastic (quartet) of Naomie, Mark, Gwendoline and Darcey to lead our cast is a brilliant coup, and we’re thrilled that Sky, Future Artists and GFM are joining us on this adventure!”

#robin and the hood #gwendoline christie #naomie harris #sky tv #sky cinema #film

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Marketing Your Home: Innovative Techniques to Sell Your Property

Marketing your home effectively is crucial to attracting potential buyers and selling your property quickly. This blog explores innovative marketing techniques to help you sell your property.

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Future Trends in Home Marketing

Artificial Intelligence (AI): AI can be used to analyze buyer preferences and tailor marketing strategies accordingly.

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