#alot of these posts have been buried in my drafts for so long

[gojosprettyprincess]

Jujutsu Kaisen Men and What kinks they'd have.

A/n this is super ass, just a little something cause I've been really inactive lately :( I have so much stuff in my drafts that needs to be finished so I'm hoping i can post them soon. Im sorry for any errors. Hope everyone has a great day!.

Ryomen Sukuna - Brat Taming

He loves doing it and he's so fucking good at it too. he loves shutting that pretty little mouth and laughing at you as you're falling apart on his cock while he fucks that bratty attitude out of you, he fucking loves it when you act like a brat because that means he gets to have his way with you and put you right back in your place and pound you silly while he's slapping you around and mocking you as you're too fucked out on his cock to process anything.

Toji Fushiguro - Breeding

Ever since he had his first kid with you, he couldn't stop thinking about filling you up and giving you another little brat to take care of. He loves stuffing your cunt full of his hot seed and watching it spill out of you after and he loves seeing your little baby bump get more swollen throughout the months you are pregnant, it's just so fucking hot to him knowing that he did that.

Choso Kamo - Cock warming

He loves your cunt, he loves fucking it, he loves eating it, he's literally obsessed, it drives him fucking crazy, he wants his cock to be buried inside of you 24/7, there's no place better than stuffing his cock in your tight little warm pussy and making you cockwarm him all day long, whenever he'd be playing video games he'll have you placed on his lap with his cock nestled snugly to the hilt in your warm cunny while his cock is stretching you apart.

Nanami Kento - Choking

He loves wrapping his big hands around your neck while he fucks you stupidly, it adds more fun to it, the way your small hands would grip onto his, trying to pull away his hand from your neck so you can breathe, he loves it so much. He loves seeing you struggling. Sometimes he'd even wrap his tie around your neck and pull on it from behind while he's fucking you in doggy.

Gojo Satoru - Oversimulation

He loves ripping orgasms after orgasms out of you, he's an absolute menace when it comes to it and the thing is, it's not even difficult for him to do it since he fucks you so good, his dick always hitting your sweet spot while he hammers his cock in and out of you and he loves making you cream and squirt on his cock and messing up the bedsheets, it's like an achievement seeing you making a mess everywhere, it boosts his ego alot knowing his magic dick did all that shit to you.

[xe-company]

GROUP VLIVES: KEROSENE

WHOLE GROUP:

Chaotic but not fully crackhead nature.

Some streams are them learning different dances in their dance practice.

Often gets meme’d even when they don’t mean to.

Usually a few members take over the VLIVE.

Self-album unboxing, will tease each other when their photocards are pulled.

MAKNAE LINE:

Minjung, Hwayoung, and Misun (when her birthday hasn’t passed).

Almost exposed three separate relationships between their members/ their own relationship with other idols. 

Unintentional Crackheads.

Loves answering questions about comebacks and their free activities.

UNNIE LINE:

Eunji, Jiyoon, and Misun (when her birthday has passed).

Usually where you’ll get any updates on the group and the girls in general.

The most professional of all VLIVE groupings. 

Cooking Lessons !!

Advice Column Central tbh.

 Doesn’t go live that much compared to the other groupings.

98′ LINE [MINJUNG AND HWAYOUNG]:

CONSTANTLY bugging other members if they’re close by.

LOUD.

Usually streams in the corner of their dance practice room.

Chaotic and full crackhead nature.

Unnie line has to tell them to quiet down several times.

At least one staff or manager needs to be present during their VLIVES.

JISUN [JIYOON AND MISUN]

‘Song Making Stream’ duo.

They create songs with the chat.

They’ll bring some SPARKS into a chat and talk with them one on one for a few minutes then talk to other fans.

Honestly everyone’s favorite duo/ship.

After making a certain amount of songs they’ll create a poll for which ones SPARKS want them to professionally release.

[the-peak-of-despair]

Peko Pekoyama x Fem!Reserve Course!Reader - prompt #32

Anon said: Could I possibly get something for Peko x Reserve Course! Fem! reader using angst prompt #32 (or some variation of it) in which she defends the reader from some particularly nasty bullies and then consoles the reader who was pretty shaken up by the whole thing? I'm a sucker for hurt/comfort ❤️ (and the way you write!! high serotonin levels when reading on this blog!!)

Ahjkdafsdfas thank you, nonnie! I do apologize for how long these all take me, this one was a draft I had sitting for a while and I figured it wouldn’t be too hard to finish. I wanna start interacting with you guys more, though! So maybe hit me up with questions, or maybe I can post some opinions and ya’ll can argue with me, whatever you guys might think would be fun! I wanna make up for being so absent. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! -Mod Akane

[Minor SDR2/DR3 spoilers + abuse/bullying]

“Hey, Reserve Course!” 

If the voice that had called it out had been familiar, (Y/N) might’ve responded. But as for the fact that it was entirely foreign, she chose to stare at the floor and keep walking, gripping her bag tighter all the way.

‘I just gotta get to the entrance gate… Peko’s gonna be there..’ She took a heavy breath, choosing to focus on the beat of her footsteps rather than the chastisement from her ‘fellow classmates.’ 

(Y/N), quite frankly, didn’t think it was very fair. Well for starters, who’s to say she’s lesser or not ‘cause she chose to attend the Reserve Course? And second off, did the Ultimates even realize that if not for her and others attending the Reserve Course, they wouldn’t have their precious, ‘elite’ academy? 

Maybe things would be slightly better if it was just that occasional, stick-up-their-ass entitled Ultimate. But considering that it was every other Ultimate, the staff, the restrictions..

People are so fucking unappreciative. You pay and do so much to get into your dream school, even in just the hopes of supporting it, making friends.. And all for what. 

“Hey, Reserve Course! You! I’m talkin’ to you!” Whoever it was with an especially large tree branch up their ass, they certainly were persistent.

“Hey, man, leave her alone..” You look up to see a girl, hair covering her eyes, with an unreadable expression barely visible. Maybe not all of them were assholes. Just a select majority.

“Shut it.” He shoves the girl away and she frowns, and then the boy begins to walk towards (Y/N). Fuck.

“Hey, stop walkin’ already!” He shouts angrily, sprinting to finally catch up and grab (Y/N) by the arm harshly, yanking her back. “What’s your problem? You deaf or somethin?”

(Y/N) certainly wished she was sometimes, if it meant not having to hear all of this consistently. Yet she chose to stay silent.

“Come onn, I’m talkin’ to you!” He yanks her arm closer. “You’ve gotta respect your elders, y’kno? Talk!” 

She speaks quietly. “..What is it you want?” 

He grins, and (Y/N) realizes now she’s fucked. He shoves her back, hard, so hard she falls down and lands on her ass. “I just got a question for you.” (Y/N) sighs, pushing herself off the ground slowly. She’s shoved back down.

“Hey.” He frowns, before shoving her again, this time with his foot. “Stay down.” He spits. “I just wanna ask you! Why’d you think.. You’d have any worth, at an academy like this?” “Are you.. Assuming things about me?” (Y/N) asks slowly.

“Don’t talk back.” He says, frowning heavier. “Answer me.” No one in the crowd of students leaving the school bats an eye.

No one in the crowd tries to stop him.

“I..” (Y/N) hesitates. She didn’t wanna give him an answer, if she even had one, but she also felt like getting home before sunset. She sighs, trying to keep the tough face together. “I wanted to-” “Spit it out, already!” He yells in her face. “I’m fallin’ asleep over here just waiting.” 

“I wanted to mean something.” 

He stops, for a brief moment, and begins laughing uncontrollably. “Y-You’re kidding.” he breathes between laughs, wiping fake tears. “Oh my god! That’s hilarious. Tell another joke.” “I was serious..” (Y/N) begins to trail off.

A foot hits her chest hard, throwing her back to the rough pavement and slamming her head down a bit hard as she was now pinned. That hurt. Alot. Tears from pain began to well in her eyes, just wanting to escape already, and it seemed like the boy was enjoying it. “Tell another.” 

Before you can stutter out any other statement, there’s a sharp swing as something cuts the air, and the weight on your chest slightly shifts off. “Ah, hey, Pekoyama.” The boy says, trying to play it cool as she holds her sword towards his neck. You look up slightly, even through blurry vision and ow that fucking hurts, and smile slightly at her.

Her facial expression is almost terrifying. “Get off of her.” 

“Hey, hey, we’re cool, aren’t we, Pekoyama?” He asks, slowly shifting his weight off of your chest entirely and letting you sit up slowly. Holding the back of your head, you took away your palm to find crimson blood. Fucking great.

“No, we’re not.” She glares, slowly moving her sword away from his neck as she steps closer to you, in a sort of protective stance.

“Come oon, what’s the big deal?” He’s still sweating nervously. “It’s just some reserve course kid!” 

If Peko could frown any further, she did. “I’d wipe that grin off your face with my sword...” She turns to you for a moment. “But I was taught to play nice.” 

“Come ooo-” He’s going for some condescending tone, but when the sword is unsheathed and held towards his face, he stops. “A-Actually, I’ve gotta go, so… Seeya guys!” He tries to play it off, grabbing his bag and sprinting off. 

Peko puts her sword away, and her face automatically turns to concern as she drops down next to you, examining you for a moment. “Are you hurt badly?”

“Uhm..” You think for a second. Oh, right, the onset concussion. “M-My head’s bleeding. And my chest hurts.” 

Peko mutters a curse as she opens her arms slightly, inviting you to a hug if you need it. You lean into it, and she holds you close, sighing as she eyes the wound on the back of your head. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner. I should know by now…” “It’s- It’s okay, Peko.” You sniffle, burying your face in her shoulder. “You.. you came, that’s all that matters.” 

She holds you close, and begins to pick you up, letting you stay with your face in your shoulder, holding you up as you wrap your legs around her waist. 

“Come on. I’ll let young master know about this. He’ll.. Have some choice words, and we’ll get you fixed up.” 

You nod your head slowly. “Okay..” You’re still muffled by the fabric of her school uniform. “Thank you, Peko.”

She’s silent for a moment.

“I love you, (Y/N).” She mutters.

The world feels a bit warped, and the concussion is definitely setting in. “Love you too..”

[azaleakamellia]

Taskade: Multi-platform planner and task manager

The year 2021 is looming over us and I am dying to have some sort of control over what I could be doing for the next 365 days. While 2020 had been a year of 'character building', I discover alot of things about everything around me and myself. For starters, I am an avid planner; surprisingly. But it does not mean that I follow through with them. See what I did right there? I am admitting the truth behind self-study and lifetime of learning.

With alot of things I have planned to breathe new life to my own progress and time management, I went hunting for some interesting stuff in the internet for inspiration and try-outs. And guess what? I found one and I think most people may have been using this already in full swing because the review is 5 ⭐!

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Taskade is simply a project/team management tool. Ah ah ah...before you write me off, hear me out. Taskade is aimed to help teams to plan, organize or manage their tasks and prioritize output for decision-making. It is simply an interactive planner sans organizer sans dashboard that sees where you're at with your work, what you've managed to get done and communicate tasks among people in your team; IF you have a whole team working on some sort of project. Hence, the chat capability that is implemented in this tool.

At my job, I work in a team of only 2 people; me and another colleague, and we're the regional programme unit which is apart of the bigger unit of team mates spread elsewhere in other regions. So, just because your unit is small, it doesn't mean that your task load complements your pint-sized manpower. So, I've been looking for platforms that could help me organize our productivity and ensure high-quality output. Just because technology is more advanced, it doesn'e mean there isn't any learning curve, right? So I tried just about anything under the sun for project/team management; Asana, Slack, Discord, the pre-existing Google..., but none of them could nail all shortcomings precisely; due dates, assignment of tasks, progress, sub-tasks, interactive commenting, multiplatform sync, brainstorming etc. Channels in Slack gives me headache -- same with Discord, and Telegram channels is too 'static' and 'one-way street' for me to view everything.

I found Taskade after trying to find a complementary 'Forest: Focus' extension at the Google Chrome extensions marketplace. There are plenty of interesting high-quality extensions as of late and I am pleasantyl surprised because earlier this year, most of them were quite 'beta' in their functionality. I saw a 'Bullet Journal' extension that someone raved about and another individual commented: 'Isn't this Taskade?'. The curious cat I am, I googled it and was not disappointed. What are the main keywords that hooked me?:

FREE

Google-integrated

Remote work environment advocacy

Multi-platform

What features do Taskade actually have? ✨

Given that it is an All-in-One Collaboration tool, it is understandable if the GUI is pleasing on the eyes. I do understand that first-impression is everything; color, packaging, fore-front information and visual, but it was really the functionality that delivers me to salvation. If you're an active member of Dev.to, then you'll catch feels with this theme that Taskade delivers. Key features in Taskade that you should try out:

Task list

Collaborators invitation feature (no organizational handle required)

Chat feature (with a call feature!)

Workspace feature (nothing new but...I'll get back to this later)

5 interchangeable neural-forest task list templates; List, Board, Action, Mindmap and Org Chart -- seamless with no error.

The capability to utilize this very platform as a presentation or exported into PDF task list printout.

Safe to say, Taskade buried me alive with the curation of beautiful images for the background; again...not relevant but needed to be said.

The Live Demosandbo lets you try it out for yourself although, at first glance, you may be wondering what on earth you are looking at. But it won't take long before you discover that it is quite intuitive.

Did I mention you can download and access it from just about ANYWHERE? Laptops, browser extensions and even smartphone apps. I'm not kidding when I said Taskade is multiplatform; they work on Windows, Mac, Android, iOS and Linux. Currently, I am testing it out using the Chrome extension and installed the app in my Android phone. It works like I expect it to so far.

What is the difference between the FREE and PAID version? 💰💰💰

As I just mentioned, you can sign-up for it for free and use it for life...for free. The priced version is seemingly there to accommodate the file size per upload you require; as of now. For free plan, you can upload 5MB file per upload while the paid version increases the size to 50MB per upload. Both versions offer:

Unlimited storage

Unlimited tasks entry

Unlimited project creation

Unlimited collaborators addition

The development team is currently adding more functionalities such as Project Activity Tracking, Integration to Dropbox, Google Drive and One Drive as well as Email Integration -- available for free.

Although it is mentioned that the free version of Taskade includes unlimited tasks, collaborators and all essential features, it was also mentioned that you will need to upgrade if you exceed the workspace limits which doesn't actually have any entailing elaborations which I will try to dig soon enough. But safe to say that if you are a single person using this tool, you are considered a team of 'one' where your shared projects in workspace to your 'editors' are still considered free. Only workspace the addition of workspace members are billed. This may imply that there are certain limits to how many individuals you can add into your workspace before you are required to upgrade. So far, visually, I see that the limit may be 2 people that makes up to 3 people per workspace (including yourself). You can find some details to pricing and FAQs here:

Taskade | Simple Pricing

Personally, I don't think USD5 is a hard bargain if you're self-employed and work with external parties collaboratively. If you're apart of an organization, feel free to ask for demo from them. Discount is possible if you're from a nonprofit or educational institution.

How I use Taskade? ☕

Well, given that it was free to sign-up, I tried it out straight away and I'm happy to report that I successfully managed to use it without having to google nor view any how-tos. That is a good thing! In fact, I am quite elated with just how easy it is to use this tool that I have used my personal email to help centralize and manage my work and personal work side-by-side. If you prefer some satellite view of your progress and all the task you need to complete to clear off certain objective, this is not a bad organization.

So I created 2 workspace: one for work and one for my personal tasks. Then I just collate all my tasks into monthly projects.

My personal tasks involve me updating my study progress and curating stuff I like online into my Tumblr blog.

Create studyblr workspace

Create new project in the studyblr workspace to organize and brainstorm Tumblr contents I plan to create and post: Tumblr: 2021/01.

Utilize the Mindmap template from all the options of templates shared and start creating the and organizing the content I want and tasks I need to execute to develop them.

Et voila! There all there is to it! It is easy peasy and you can start adding due dates as reminders and links as resources as well as hashtags for filtering in future. Check out some drafting I did so far in the screenshots below!

For more updates, check out their Updates page that fully utilizes Taskade to share all the updates straight from December 2017 till present and the chat function is there available for you to ask the Taskade team about the feature updates directly. Now that's awesome cause you know something's good if the one who makes them, actually uses them.😎😎😎

[howlingourcolors]

HURT

"She used to love me alot" Episode.03 Jon groans as he grasps the arms of last night's seat that became his bed. He pulls himself forward onto his feet into a crouch as the room spins and for all his efforts spills sloppily onto the floor. He lays there for moment letting the cool tile lower his hightened body temperature. Ragged breaths desperately trying to sate the ache in his lungs that follows a night of drinking and chain smoking, the only sound in the room until sudden slow steps began pounding against his ear drums. Boots. Heavy boots. They didn't belong to anyone in the clan, he had memorized the sound of their footsteps. No one wore boots, and stomped that heavily, or had a limp. The sudden realization sent a surge of half sobering adrenaline crashing through his body and he jumped to his feet which slipped from under him in his still drunken state. As he fell, Jon's reflex took half assed effect and he reached back and drew his hidden fixed blade from his belt. Jon lands ass  first with his knife point aimed at a shrouded figure. Broad shoulders cloaked with a heavy black jacket and face half hidden by a black cowboy hat, the stranger stops a 5 foot distance away from Jon. "The fuck is this? I'll take care of it if you want Jon." The wind croons in Jon's head which he jerks to one side in a quick snapping fashion. "Shut up" Jon barks aloud. "I know you aren't talking to me son." The shadowed figure smiles. Wood scraping against tile as he pulls a chair closer and takes his backward seat, arms crossing over the back of the chair, the man in black removes his hat which let's loose waves of salt and pepper over his eyes, he runs his hand back and through his hair, revealing a weathered face. He must be at least sixty and two scars running across each cheek send warning signals flooding though out Jon's brain as tension grips his whole body, ready to spring. No one has scars like that without a reason and walking around with said scars just says he was the victor of whatever endeavor that cause them. "Relax. I'm just here to talk." The stranger sighs. His voice soothing, not really one of the cowboy he resembled. "Odhin. In case you were wondering Jon. My name is Odhin. Yes like the god but no I ain't no god. You ain't gotta be scared boy, you can put your pig sticker away. I'm here to help you." Jon stares for a moment, reading body language and facial expression, breathing in the miniscule pheromones that others could not smell and finally, accessing the deeper talents of his brain, expands his Astral conscienceness towards the man. This particular ability allowed Jon to sense a person's intentions and in general, allowed him a glimpse into what kind of person they might be. But even as he expanded his field it was met by a seemingly impenetrable wall. Taken aback Jon forces his conscienceness forward again with no reserve only to be met again by a wall of iron and suddenly, with a force he had never experienced before, Jon's astral body is forced back and surrounded on all sides and forced into a ball. Panic screams in his mind but he is held physically still by this unknown force. "Did you really think you were the only one Jon?" Odhin's voice streaming directly into Jon's head as his eyes widen in disbelief. "Yes." He gasps softly as a deep chuckle bounces off of the walls of his cranium. "Well you're not son. There's plenty of us if you only cared to look." Odhin's deep voice careening throughout Jon's very being. "Now I'm here to help you. So don't go doing anything stupid like trying to fight me. You won't win. But listen. And I'll lead you down your way." The iron wall retreats from Jon and he gasps as he regains control of his limbs, dropping his knife and scrambling away until he hits his heavy chair which he then carefully raises himself into, his whole body weak from liquor consumption and the shock of his astral assault. Jon sits for several moments just breathing before finally speaking in a soft relinquishing tone. "Who are you?" The cowboy waits several moments before speaking with a soft smile on his face. "I am what you could be." Silence filling the space between them, a heavy, anxious wait for Jon at this point. "I am what happens when you live several lives Howl" The punctuation on the last word sends shivers down Jon's back. "Howl?" Jon raises his eyebrow in question. "Whoops. Sorry. You're not supposed to know that yet hahah!!!" Another silence takes a minute between the two. "Let's just say. I know of the time before you were born and the time that is to come after I am gone." "How?" The question a quick and sharp jab into the mystery of Odhin's presence, for whatever reason, maybe it was just his air of overwhelming sureness, or maybe it was the crushing force of his mental capabilities, Jon believed him, and wanted to know more. "Our kind has many, many gifts as you very well know. Some of us can read minds, move things without touching them, travel back and forth through time, speak to the spirits of the universe! And sometimes those spirits will tell us things they feel we need to know, whether it be mundane observations or secrets that will be catalysts for the change of time and space themselves." A long silence followed then, and a slight tremble overtook Jon as he processed the information that had been shoved onto him. Others like him. He thought he had felt the presence of or touch of people that were beyond the norm but until now he had never been confronted by anyone or had it confirmed and in such an eye opening fashion. At this point his post drunken stupor had finally worn off and he felt the screeching burn of thirst tear at his throat. Having seemingly read his mind Odhin stands and makes his way to the bar, he pours himself a glass of whisky and fills another with water which he hands to Jon who accepts it gratefully and takes the cool, soothing liquid in large rapid drafts. Jon lightly places the glass on the table and gathers himself up in his seat before questioning, "So why are you here?" Odhin's gaze buries into Jon's own steel blue eyes and with a steady and firm voice asks, "That girl you went to see yesterday, at the cemetery, who was she? The question sends a rack of nervous energy through Jon, as if he had been suddenly electrocuted. "She... was the light of my life... the one that made everything ok. All the bad I have done, and all the people I've hurt.... she made it all okay..." his eyes burning, Jon drew in a deep breathe and slowly released it before reaching into the inner breast pocket of his overcoat to retrieve his cigarettes. Jon retrieves one and lights it, taking a long drag and expelling the cloud of smoke into the dim light of the bar before asking, "Why?" "How did she die? The question stabbing deeply into Jon's heart once again. "I guess she had an accident, I wasn't around. We hadn't seen each other for a few years.... I was told that there was some kind of gas leak... and a spark..." Jon's voice quivered for half a second before steeling himself and gripping the arm of his chair. "She didn't deserve that... she was so wonderful. She was always kind, compassionate, sweetest thing you would ever find." A wide smile spreading across Jon's face as his brain started pulling memories from his limbic system. "She had a smile brighter than the sun. She would do whatever she could for others. And having a bad day was a huge no no with her. She never let anyone feel sad or lonliness..." Jon trailed off as he stared into the field of days gone past. "Jon. I'm sorry for your loss. And for your pain. But I'm here to tell you. It wasn't an accident." Confusion and rage swelled in massive waves throughout Jon's body as his head began to pound and his vision pulsed. "What do you mean?!?!" Jon stood quickly then, knocking the small table to the side, sending both their glasses shattering to the ground. "Who are you?!?! What do you know?!?!" Shaking violently Jon shot forward and grasped the collar of Odhin's jacket then "Tell me!!!" Odhin's palm struck Jon in the dead center of his chest, sending Jon flying several yards through the air, knocking over his seat, and into the wall. With the air from his lungs gone and his head swimming from his head cracking against the wall Jon looses a silent scream, clawing at the searing pain in his chest as his lungs desperately try to suck in much needed oxygen. Again the loud thud of boots invade his hearing, except this time there is the added power of anger in the steps and as Jon gasps in the first few painful breaths of air Odhin grabs him by his own collar and pulls him up to his feet and plants him into the wall. "I told you not to fight me Jon. That was very disrespectful. Now, as I said before. I'm here to help you. And before I continue to help you, I expect a goddamned apology!!" Odhin's roar crashing back off the wall amplifying his discontent. "I'm sorry." Jon manages between ragged breaths. "Good." Came the curt reply before helping Jon back into his now righted seat. "I didn't like doing that Jon. But do not disrespect me. Now. As I was saying before your little outburst.  It wasn't an accident. It wasn't a gas leak, it was a bomb. Someone killed her." "But why???" Jon crooned, the pain apparent in his voice and face. "To hurt you. Because they knew what she meant to you and wanted to see you suffer. I don't know who. The spirits haven't conveyed that information. All I know is what I've told you so far." "But why are you telling me all of this? Why does it matter to you?" "Because the spirits say you and your journey are important. You're meant to do something Jon. Whatever this path of yours is, it is important you succeed." "But why???" "Because it's beneficial to the good of the universe Jon!!! Goddamn it!! You ask too many fucking questions!! Look, that's all i have for you right now, but just a tad of advice. You need to stop being so scared all of the damn time." Odhin's face grew soft then and his demeanor lightened. "I know you're scared. I know you don't want to hurt people.. but sometimes people need to be hurt Jon. It's the way of the world. Most of the time the people getting hurt are good people, innocents. So do something about it. Make a difference, you have the capabilities. Use that voice in your head for a greater good Jon. Be the greatness that I know you can be son." With that, Odhin spun and made for the door, and as he pulled the nob a thought occurred to Jon. "Why do you keep calling me son?" Odhin stops dead in his wake, still facing the door. "Take care of your self Jon. I'll see you soon." @bolontiku