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[missiongd]

Hi guys This post is for people interested in online commerce, so it is not suitable for all minds. After my experience for a full year with HODLANUT TRADE, I will tell you in short, I do not advise anyone to deal with them. I personally was very hurt. And do not believe a word every HODLANUT admin says. HODLANUT had a case in court before I entered into the alleged investment with them. Even someone who followed HODLANUT was saying in court he would pay the debt, then it turned out the payment was out of the poor's pocket. So I'm telling you because I'm afraid it will happen to you like it happened to me. So I have to warn you.

Visit my blog to see more of my experiences. To reduce the suffering.

[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

If you like this snip visit my blog the first part of my original story is posted! Likes, shares, and comments are all appreciated!

Warning 18+, sexual content, lgbtq characters, more in tags

“You were right. It is delicious” he acknowledged before taking another bite.'' Sweet, but salty” he proclaimed as he wiped a wet spot from the corner of his mouth.

“What did you expect after what you just did with that?” I tried to hide my red face with my arm.

“Do you want a taste?” He leaned forward and grabbed me by that arm, pulling it away until he could press our lips together, quickly prying them apart and slipping his tongue inside my mouth. He was right his mouth was still sweet from the peach, but also still tasted like me as well.

Writer’s Comment

Here is a quick grab post to preview the relationship of my original characters: Olyvar and Alessi.

On my blog I have a post that holds a brief character synopsis of these two but really quick:

Olyvar is an intelligent but introverted prince who holds a long lived crush for one of his knights

Alessi is a loyal but egocentric knight who values his position and oath, but can’t help being captivated by the first heir

These two begin a sudden physical relationship but what will happen to keep their relationship from continuing? Only readers will see! 😊

[aritany]

READ THE FULL STORY HERE

[willgrahamscock]

nice blog, no need for an official autism diagnosis btw

[greyhands]

More stress than peaceful moments in my life lately, need a puppy eyes Nate ❤

[regrettablemeasure]

I GOT TO SHOW ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTER DESIGNS FINALLYYYYYYYY LETS GO

look at this stupid chicken

[grumpytrans]

happy pride to all of the trans and enby people who decided NOT to transition or take hormones for whatever reason. transitioning ≠ gender. you are still trans. you are still valid.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 247

Danny grumbles, going limp as the Spirit plucked him up, holding him out like some sort of stray cat. Their golden eyes stared across him, white hair shimmering and bloodied feathers rustling as they tilted their head. 

“You sure he’s not somehow ours?” Bludhaven asks again, setting him down once more to circle. Amity laughs, wild hair the color of wheat fluttering in a non-existent breeze and portal pulsing like a heart as she rests a hand on his head. 

“Well darlin’, I am asking if you would be open to adopting,” the Spirit laughs, the sound as familiar as the birds outside his window in the mornings. “Well, I suppose I could always ask your dear sister Arkham-” 

“No no, I would be honored,” Bludhaven smiled a literally sharp grin, something mischievous and violent about it in a way Danny was slowly growing used to. “I’m just- look at the little ghostling! He looks like he could be from ours! My hair, your eyes… he’s just missing markings…” 

“Markings he’ll get once you give me an answer darlin’...”

“OH- Yes, of course! Sorry, I got whelmed there.” 

“You have been stalking your vigilante a bit too much there Blud.” 

[partycityistotallyofficailguy]

I hate being disabled and chronically ill but. The lore. My lore it’s sick. My lore guys.

[nipuni]

A story about the flu and revenge in two pictures 😤

[sleepymothboy]

playing with a boy’s hair while you cuddle him and tell him how beautiful he looks is the best thing ever in the history of men i think

[spinus-pinus]

Domestic Cat Felis catus

2/16/2023 Disney California Adventure Park, California

One of the more well-known Disney cats, because she can frequently be seen hanging out near Grizzly River Run and being admired by parkgoers. Her name is Francisco! The Disneyland Resort actively encourages these feral cats to hang around, as they help with rodent control, but will remove any that become aggressive towards people.

[paper-mario-wiki]

PS: I also finally changed my mobile header.

[turtle-ly]

did you know that macaque's staff has a name in jttw too? It's called the "acquiescent staff of iron"/ “Acquiescent Iron Pole Arm” (随心铁杆兵, "Suíxīn tiěgǎn bīng"), or Tùy Tâm Thiết Can Binh in vnese. It clearly mirrors wukong's staff in name, the “As-You-Will Gold-Banded Staff” (Ruyi Jingu Bang), or Như Ý Kim Cô Bổng.

Now here's me being crazy based on the vnese translation alone, do NOT think of this as truth but there's at least a smidge of sense in my rambling because vietnamese is very close to chinese due to our history (the fancy names above and our old literature used a kind of phonetic translation of chinese called Hán Việt) and the meaning of chinese words more or less can be inferred by our Hán Việt version:

So the word "Như Ý" in wukong's staff name in almost only used in the phrase/blessing "Vạn sự như ý" in modern vnese, which means "may all things go your way/according to your wishes". Meanwhile, the phrase "Tùy Tâm" is used when asked about some sort of favor, for example a charity when asking for your donation will ask you to give an amount "according to your heart".

You see it right? "Như Ý" is more passive, you wish for it but not necessary go out of your way to achieve it, and "Tùy Tâm" being used in situations where your own conscience/empathy is judged, it demands you to actively question yourself to make an action. I've decided the names can play into mtwgo shadowpeach's mental states. Wukong wants freedom but afraid to pursue it at the cost of his sworn brotherhood, while macaque has always assessed the effort it takes to join in a fight, but ultimately he decided to go through all that hardship to right this wrong.

Furthermore, "Ý" means thoughts/ideas/will, which is one of the reasons the book has wukong store his staff in his ear/take the staff out of his "head", "Tâm" means heart in its literal sense and feelings in a slightly more abstract sense, so thats why i have macaque pull his shadow staff from the magic core in his chest. Fun detail isnt it? :3c

One more thing is that theres a chinese saying that goes like "mind-monkey, will-horse" (Tâm Viên Ý Mã) so Tâm -> Mind is also a very wukong thing. That says, in mtwgo macaque's staff/ his strength to fight is summoned to serve wukong :)

The altered form of wukong's staff that macaque gonna use in mtwgo will be called Suixin Jingu Bang (As-You-Feel Gold-Banded Staff or Tùy Tâm Kim Cô Bổng), combining macaque's resolve/loyalty and wukong's strength. When he swings that staff with its body painted in his own color, his victims will also know wukong's might when the golden glint of its ends becomes the last thing they see.

[furubaycrossing]

onsen days ♨️

[trans-androgyne]

Just got out of a work training that addressed racial trauma and damn do I have a lot that I haven’t unpacked. Minority trauma in general really but definitely racial trauma, specifically with regard to the symptom of distrust for systems. I don’t trust one single institution or organization in existence; I don’t even trust individual people I meet to be decent about all my marginalized identities and it leads me to distrust them in general. I’ve had experiences that have instilled that in me and I’m not sure where to go from here now that I recognize it.

I specifically have generational racial trauma on the mind. I’m the oldest child of a very brown woman, much darker skin than mine and very much treated like it. I’ve “known” practically all my life that doctors are not safe people. She never told me exactly what happened during my birth but I could tell she wasn’t listened to and it caused her immense pain, physical and mental, that she took with her to the rest of her births. When I tried to seek therapy as a kid she said some horrible things to me about getting hooked on meds that were clearly taken from similar situations. Once I did finally have a terrible experience in the ER at the hands of a cis white man with a “thin blue line” pin, it just felt like a confirmation of everything I already “knew”—that as someone perceived as a queer woman of color this isn’t a system or a world safe for me. To the point where the next time in the ER when I had an actually positive experience I was just waiting the whole time for the other shoe to drop.

I don’t have somewhere I’m going with this, just needed to get all this off my mind. Maybe it’ll encourage some folks to reflect on their minority trauma too. Maybe it’ll encourage others to have some compassion towards people who hold the same kind of distrust I do. And maybe someone very much like me will tell me whether it’s even a good idea to try to trust anyone again.