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durrtydawg · 7 days ago

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The Sadir Inheritance

{Sam Drake x F!Reader} Chapter 6 | 'We just need a lead.'

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

HA! it's been two and a half years. On we move. I've done this trek. It's a killer. oh! also! someone sent me an ask about what Scott looks like in my head but i accidentally deleted it!! I kind of see... Adam Martin from Yellowjackets, but with sliiiightly lighter hair. Hehe. Enjoy xox

CW: none - just bad language and poor writing skill as per x

Word count: 4.2k

Sam is no stranger to a sleepless night. His mind is far too practised at dredging up the past when he least wants it.

It usually takes hours of distraction - thumbing through a dog-eared old book, nursing a bottle, researching an obscure lead - just to dull the edges enough to finally let his guard down.

Tonight, though, none of that seems to be working. It’s a frustrating complication that he’s not prepared to deal with.

He paces by the window a few times, peeling back the blinds now and then to stare out at the quiet pool where they'd been just an hour before.

At one point, he lingers longer.

His eyes travel up a few floors to a balcony above, where he spots a figure. A man, alone, perched on a cheap plastic chair and staring down at his phone screen, his face faintly illuminated by its bluish glare. There’s something familiar in the man’s posture - the way he slouches over his screen, his movements slow and deliberate, like he’s waiting for something, tapping his thumb impatiently against it.

Sam feels an odd flicker of relief. He’s not the only one unable to sleep tonight, pacing through quiet unrest. The man raises his head, and Sam watches him scan the pool, his expression unreadable, though his gaze seems to linger on the spot where they'd been sat earlier. Sam watches, noticing the man’s hand twitch as he slips his phone into his pocket and rises, crossing to the open door with measured steps.

But then the man’s stare shifts down, as if sensing he’s being watched, and for the briefest moment, Sam is certain he catches his eye. The guy stiffens, his expression hardening, and then he quickly turns away, vanishing back into the shadowed interior of his room.

The movement draws Sam’s curiosity - maybe even suspicion. He frowns. He’s just a man, standing on a balcony in the middle of the night. And Sam's exhausted. It's probably just a case of sleepless paranoia, he tells himself.

Still, the nagging feeling remains, scratching at the edges of Sam’s awareness as he draws the blinds and steps back from the window.

The air in his room feels stifling, despite the low hum of the aircon coming from above him.

His eyes drift to his open cigarette packet lying nearby, though he doesn’t reach for it. Sam’s jaw clenches.

The laptop on the dressing table glows back to life as he resumes his half-hearted research, skimming through what he can find on Karam Sadir and the Petra excavation records. The icy screen hurts his eyes.

He squints with a tut.

It’s already at its lowest brightness setting. Nathan told him how to put some weird orangey filter over it once that made his eyes sting less but he can’t remember how to do it.

With a resigned huff, he slumps back in his chair, eyes tracing the waves of moonlight stretching across the ceiling.

It's a big place, and they're yet to find a starting point. This is the sort of work he’d normally sink his teeth right into, let it pull him away from whatever anxieties were clawing at him - but right now, it’s all blurred words and faded images. A distraction, just enough to keep his mind occupied, but annoyingly not enough to pull him away from the nagging ache that's been festering in his gut for the past sixty minutes or so.

He glances down at the last line he highlighted on the Sadir’s contributions to Petra and any sites surrounding, but the words bleed together, slipping through his tired brain. Not that they matter much, anyway - he’s hardly taking any of it in.

“Jesus Christ.” He mutters to no one but himself.

The heel of his hand rubs up and down his bare chest, before his fingers dig into his shoulder. He instinctively glances down, wincing at the tightness of his muscles.

He finds himself drifting again as he massages out a knot, thoughts pulled back to that playful glint she always seems to have when she’s testing his patience. It hasn’t taken her long to develop a knack for it. It’s all just fun and games, surely. Her shit-eating grin as she poked his star tattoo - she’d dug her nail in - for a second, it hurt. The slight pause after he’d joked about ‘getting with each other’. The way her weight felt in his arms, just in those fleeting seconds, warm and soft and... The knot pops and he rubs his temples, frustrated at his own wandering mind, forcing himself back to the screen.

He’s been down this road before, the signs all too familiar. It starts innocently enough, with a look or a laugh, but then it starts to unravel and tug at something more… convoluted. And he’d thought he’d kept it buried this time, told himself he was too old for this. That he wasn’t about to go entertaining thoughts he’s got no business having. Idiot.

With a muttered curse, Sam slams the laptop shut.

She’s young, lively, with a way of seeing the world that he’s not sure he ever had despite it being his everything . And it’s precisely that, he tells himself, that has him so twisted up. He admires her optimism. That’s it.

He pushes his way into the bathroom and flips on the faucet, splashing water onto his face. The cold shock helps. Not.

He stares at himself in the mirror, and runs a hand over his stubbled jaw, flexing it as if it might somehow make him look a decade younger.

Sam’s hardly insecure by nature, but the way Scott had shown up, caught her eye, confident and unruffled, pressed on him, subtly but surely. Add in the difference in age, and suddenly it feels like he’s staring straight at every wasted year that’s passed since his twenties, when he could count on his face and body without thinking twice. For the first time in... well, ever... he feels a small, nibbling urge to check, as if hoping he’d find some sign of that guy looking back at him.

He scoffs, chewing the inside of his cheek for a second before grabbing his toothbrush.

What the hell does it matter anyway? He knows who he is, what he’s been through, and has always been good at not letting those old doubts about himself creep in. So what’s changed?

He squeezes a splodge of toothpaste onto the dampened bristles and brushes, the motions automatic, almost meditative, as if a rinse and scrub will clear out the doubt creeping up from whatever strange feelings he’s caught himself having. He spits, rinses, then finally flips off the light.

Flopping onto the mattress, Sam knows full-well he won’t sleep much, though lying in the dark feels a little more forgiving.

By the time his alarm chimes, he’s showered and dressed, already stubbing out a cigarette on the patio, glancing back to the balcony he saw the man on last night. He swishes his mouth out again, tossing his things together and glancing out the window, trying to shake off the strange mix of anticipation and unease lodged in his chest.

Pushing the feeling down as deep as possible, he shoulders his small backpack, resolving to keep things... professional. Whatever had lingered from last night was just that - last night . He had work to do, and so did she, and Sam’s nothing if not a pro at compartmentalising.

The sound of her door opening beside his quickly followed by soft humming of what he thinks is ' What's Up ' by 4 Non Blondes is his cue.

He stands, cracking his neck as he tries to shake off the drowsy weight clinging to him.

God, he's tired.

He’ll grab a coffee on their walk down to the site - it's strong here - maybe he'll squeeze in another smoke before they arrive. At least a few hours in the ancient city might give him some clarity, the search giving his mind something concrete to focus on.

He gives himself a final shake, swallowing down the emotions rattling in his chest, and steps out into the hallway.

The dust, the heat, the people - it all feels like a heady swirl as you make your way through Petra’s narrow gorges and carefully excavated ruins. You’re somewhere between awe and disbelief, taking photos of every angle, every shadowed crevice and sunlit crack in the rocks and ruins. It feels like the focal point of a pilgrimage, history seeping into your every pore, and you’re so immersed in it all that you’ve been unable to stop yourself from grinning all morning.

You glance back at Sam, who walks with his usual sturdy, slightly impatient stride, his gaze occasionally shifting to the flood of tourists around you. Scott’s beside him, a good-natured, half-smirk on his face as he points out details along the route.

You can’t deny Scott’s enthusiasm - it’s infectious, and he’s been a more-than-capable guide. Occasionally, you notice him stopping to examine a detail, his fingers brushing over the carvings with practised ease, as though he’s been here a dozen times.

You catch sight of Sam a few paces back, his expression shaded by his sunglasses and a slight frown as he stops to read an information plaque. It’s not that he’s being rude exactly - he’s just, well… he’s quieter than usual today. And you can’t quite tell if it’s the heat, the crowds, or something else. His eye line flickers between you and Scott, his mouth pressing into a thin line before he looks away.

“He’s not much of a tourist spot guy, is he?” you murmur to Scott as the three of you veer closer to the start of the steep, winding staircase to the second Treasury.

Scott chuckles. "Eh, I suppose it’s not for everyone,” he says diplomatically. “Probably thinks he’s already seen it all.”

You hum in acknowledgement, and Scott gives you a sympathetic look, before heading a few steps ahead to read another plaque, leaving you and Sam to walk in silence. His stride is relaxed, unhurried, almost apathetic. You want to talk to him, find a way to draw him out of whatever mood he’s in, but every attempt to catch his eye seems to come up short.

A touch of irritation prickles at the back of your mind. Maybe you’ve been a little too enthusiastic, but so what? You give Sam a brief wave as he pulls away from another frame of text with a slight pout, hoping to draw him in, but he only nods, keeping his pace slow and steady.

Fuck it. God loves a trier.

“So,” You say, keeping your voice as light, but not sickeningly upbeat as you make it impossible for him to ignore you. “I take it you didn’t sleep much, either in the end?”

It’s silent for a few seconds before he speaks - he bristles slightly, like you’ve - rightfully - called him out for being weird.

“Could ya tell?” he says, a touch gruffly, but there’s a hint of something softer in his tone. You shrug, tucking your phone into the pocket of your shorts. “Just… one of those nights, y’know? Too much running through my head.”

It’s hardly a revelation, but there’s an openness to it that he usually keeps under tighter wraps. You nod, shooting him a look of understanding. “Yuck. Those are the worst. All the thinking that gets you nowhere.”

His mouth quirks slightly, almost a smile, but it’s tinged with something closer to defeat. “Right. Problem is, you’d think after all these years, I’d have some sort of trick to shut it all off.”

You let that hang for a moment, the two of you sidestepping a cluster of tourists crowded around a camel sitting, unbothered on the sand. It’s surprisingly… nice, to be let into his world, even if only a crack. He’s always felt so solid, so sure, but there’s something about seeing him unsettled that makes him feel oddly more human. The faint vulnerability catches you off guard, but hell, you'd be lying if you didn't appreciate it. Want it, even.

“Maybe you need more than a trick,” you offer gently, risking a small smile. “Like a change of scenery, or… I dunno, a bit of fresh motivation?”

He glances at you, expression unreadable behind the sunglasses, but there’s a tilt of his head as if he’s sizing you up. “That right?”

“Yeah,” you say, undeterred. “Might be why you’re here. This whole Sadir thing - maybe it’s not just a job. Maybe it’s something more. We just need a lead.” You shrug, trying not to seem too invested, but Sam’s brow furrows, and there’s something searching in his eyes now.

“Hmm.” he hums, a little quieter, his shoulders jostling as if he's chuckling to himself. You're not sure about mirth, though.

He seems about to say something more, but then he pulls himself away, rubbing a hand along his jaw.

"Well, if all else fails, maybe I can arrange a swift frying pan to the back of the head so you can get a good bit of shut-eye."

He actually laughs at this, but before he can respond, Scott calls out to you both from a few steps ahead, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“Hey, are we climbing these steps or chatting the whole day?”

You roll your eyes playfully and turn back to Sam, who gives a resigned shake of his head.

Onto the Monastery Trail. Just under one-thousand craggy rock steps making up a two-plus mile uphill climb. You're not fit. But you hope your enthusiasm will keep it tolerable.

"Cardio time, baby." You say with a click of the fingers, adjusting your backpack straps.

About ten minutes later, you're still motivated but, unfortunately, painfully aware you're nowhere near as fit as the men you're with.

Sam throws a glance back, raising an eyebrow at your silence. “You know, it’s weird hearing you so quiet,” he teases, his tone light but pointed. “What, savin' your breath?” He bares his teeth in a smirk.

“I’m sooo sorry that I’m not... a mountain goat,” you huff, voice drenched in almost as much sarcasm as your forehead is with sweat.

Scott's chuckle that follows is immediate, warm and a bit smug.

The two continue their chatter as they walk, their words punctuated by Sam’s occasional mutter of “show-off” whenever Scott throws in some tidbit about the ancient Nabateans or Petra’s construction. You listen to them as you trail behind, using their conversation to keep your mind off of your burning thighs and sore lungs - ugh the steps are definitely getting steeper.

“So how’d you pick up Arabic? I know Chloe said you both studied for a bit over in... Oman, was it?” Sam asks Scott, curiosity laced with a hint of begrudging respect.

“Yep. Picked it up a little more colloquially while working with a few archaeological digs near Jerash once I'd graduated. Came in handy since most of the crew spoke it. Nailed the basics, then took some proper classes,” Scott replies with a shrug, looking completely at ease as he hikes up the jagged steps. “I find it helps a lot with locals when I can talk to them in their language. Makes people… open up a bit more, you know?”

Sam scoffs lightly. “Gotta say, I'm - Arabic's one I could never get my head 'round.”

“Yeah, I mean my grandfather was stationed out this way in the forties too, so his stories gave me the enthusiasm from childhood.” Scott grins, then glances back at you, still valiantly pressing forward. “Speaking of enthusiasm, how are you holding up, darl'?" He teases, knowing the answer full-well.

You give him an exaggerated glare, wiping your brow. “Stop taking the piss while I can't defend myself.” Great. That sentence alone halved your lung capacity.

Sam just laughs, enjoying your persistence, you hope. “We're almost halfway there. You're doin' fine.”

“Oh, that’s encouraging.” you reply dryly, though she’s oddly glad he’s checking in.

After a long and exhausting climb, you finally reach the top. Well, almost. Just ahead of you, at a ledge overlooking the expanse of Petra, you spot another brief set of steps - the highest viewpoint, accompanied by one of the many Bedouin vendors with a small table set up. A kettle sits in the centre, steam rising into the air, and a small group of tourists huddles around.

You’re drawn to it immediately.

“Gents, this has been… horrible.” You sigh, your heart slowly becoming more steady as you take off your baseball cap and fan your face with it. “I’m gonna grab some tea,” You remove your backpack and take out your little notebook, “read up on a few things, and take in the view. I’ll keep my eyes peeled and come and find you when I can breathe properly… See you in a few?”

Sam stands a few paces away with Scott near the stone-hewn monastery, a local tour guide gesturing energetically to a group of tourists they've managed to integrate themselves into (three cheers for the unassuming baseball cap!), prattling facts about Petra’s history. But Sam’s mind isn’t entirely there. He keeps glancing around, his eyes skimming over the thinning crowd, half-listening as Scott peppers the guide with questions about excavation sites and artefacts.

“…so, nothing significant has been found here in recent years?” Scott’s voice is smooth, with that confident tone that always seems to get people to open up. Something about the Australian accent seems to give people who have it an instant boost to charisma. Sam notes the way the tour guide leans toward Scott, clearly charmed and eager to impress.

“No, no. No treasures have been found here in centuries.” The guide’s words are tinged with disappointment, but Scott doesn’t miss a beat, nudging him with another line of enquiry about restricted areas and less-documented sites.

But Sam’s focus wavers as he catches sight of a figure standing further off, hovering by the edge of a ruin. He squints. The person looks familiar, and it takes him a second before recognition dawns - the same guy from the balcony last night.

The man isn’t close enough to be eavesdropping, but he’s angled just enough to appear like he’s watching them, hands stuffed casually into his pockets as he leans against a stone column.

Scott catches Sam’s distant expression and steps closer, brows knitting together in concern. "Hey, mate. You with us?"

Sam’s eyes dart back to him, and he forces a smirk to cover his momentary lapse. "Yeah, yeah, I’m here," he replies, crossing his arms in a show of nonchalance. "Just… thought I saw someone I recognised."

Scott raises an eyebrow, glancing around before shrugging, his usual easy charm returning. He gestures back to the tour guide, who is wrapping up his explanation with an apologetic shrug, obviously not the wealth of information they’d been hoping for.

"So no dice on the inheritance?" Sam asks, slightly relieved to shift his focus back to their original purpose.

"Nah. Just the standard spiel." Scott sighs, offering the tour guide a polite smile before turning back to Sam. "Guess we’ll have to keep digging."

Sam nods, but he can’t shake the feeling that they’re being... watched. He catches a glimpse of the man again, just on the edge of his peripheral vision, standing with his arms folded, half-hidden by a weathered stone column. This time, Sam’s certain it’s the same guy.

"You okay, man?" Scott’s voice cuts through again, sharper this time, his eyes steady and probing.

They're staying in one of the cheapest hotels closest to one of the world's most famous heritage sites. They're bound to come across the same people during their stay. Snap out of it.

"Yeah, I’m fine. Just - long night. Didn’t get much sleep."

Scott studies him a beat longer, and Sam feels a flash of irritation at being read so closely. Scott’s perceptiveness borders on uncanny, the kind of thing that usually annoys him when it’s turned his way. But Scott’s well-meaning smile disarms him.

The silence between them breaks as the missing part of the trio skids to a stop beside them, her energy lifting the tension immediately. She’s practically glowing, a wide grin plastered on her face, notebook in hand, the edges dog-eared and a little torn from use.

“Alright,” she pants, catching her breath as she waves the notebook with an eager grin. "Umm ar-Rasas."

Sam’s lips twitch, grateful for the distraction, while Scott’s face lights up, already leaning in, genuinely interested.

"Umm ar what ?" Sam asks with a lopsided grin.

She pauses, looking between them both. "Wait - what have you two found?"

"Jack shit." Scott huffs, scratching his neat beard, "Go on, then. Umm ar-"

"Rasas. Yes. The Bedouin bloke was saying-"

Sam’s head whips around, a frown deepening. “You told him we’re looking for something?”

He watches her bristle a little, feeling the bit of accusation he'd thrown at her. “Not exactly. I didn’t spill everything, if that’s what you’re worried about. He saw the name at the top of my page. Got enthusiastic. That's all.”

"So he saw your damn notes?" He asks, sceptically.

She sighs. "Fuck sake, Sam, the word 'Sadir' in green bubble writing hardly told him we're disturbing the peace. A quick mention of my dissertation convinced him to spill."

Sam bites his lip, narrowing his eyes a little. He nods, though he's inexplicably on edge. She clears her throat.

"They're old Roman city ruins - a couple hours from here. Karam had a hand in the start of its excavation. Apparently..." She stops to go over her notes, "him and his wife -"

"Emaan's parents?" Scott interjects, arms folded in interest.

"Yep - they put in a bid for it when official funding for the excavation stopped in favour of Petra. He was convinced there was more there to be found, and wanted to fund it himself."

"So the Sadirs... owned this site?"

"That's what I've surmised. Yeah. Could’ve used it for anything."

Scott nods, pouting in a way that reads 'not bad'. She lights up. Sam lowers his sunglasses again just in time to roll his eyes.

"I'm going to presume that's our next stop then?" He asks.

"Thought you weren't convinced." She glouts, raising her brows up at him, head tilted.

Sam pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh. "You're right." He sniffs, nodding. "It's more than we've found."

She gives him a relieved half-smile. It's laced with what he thinks is some sort of sympathy.

"Alright, well," Scott says, thumping them both on the back as he begins to walk ahead of them both, "I'm off to act like a tourist for the rest of the day. We can suss out next steps tonight."

As Scott strides off, blatantly giddy, Sam watches him disappear into the crowd, feeling a momentary pang of relief. But that comfort is short-lived as he glances back at her. She’s still looking up at him, brow slightly raised, waiting for him to say something. It's awkward, but she's unrelenting. A London thing, perhaps? He shifts uncomfortably, a bit too aware of her proximity and the glint of expectation in her crinkled brows. Oh, she's ballsy.

He sighs. “Look, I wasn’t-” He stops himself, catching the slightest hint of frustration flickering across her face. He doesn’t want to make this into a whole thing, doesn’t want to admit outright he might’ve overreacted or sounded harsh. “Just… good work.” he mutters instead, stuffing his hands in his pockets and looking off to the horizon. He can feel the moment teeter on the edge of unresolved tension, and he isn’t quite sure how to balance it.

But she only drops her shoulders and smiles, that same easy, understanding smile that somehow always makes him feel like the asshole in the room. “Don’t worry,” she says, amusement softening her voice. “I didn’t tell him we’re planning to raid his ancestors’ graves. Yet.”

“Glad to know you can keep it subtle,” he mutters, the corner of his mouth twitching despite himself.

The awkward moment stretches, her expression softening as she tilts her head. “Maybe next time you’ll trust me to handle things without…” She trails off, and he braces himself for the jab that never quite lands. Instead, she holds up her phone, grinning, tonguing her teeth. “Actually, if you’re serious about making it up to me, then maybe I’ll settle for a picture.”

He scoffs, shifting his weight. “You serious?”

Her smile is downright playful. “Oh, come on. You owe me at least one nice memory from this godforsaken climb. Besides,” she taps his arm teasingly, “think of it as evidence of the fact that we actually get on very well when you haven't got a pole rammed up your arse.”

Before he can protest, she nudges up beside him, raising her phone, her arm hooked around his shoulders as she leans in. He barely has time to force a smile, but she catches him off-guard - leaning up, she presses her lips to his cheek as the shutter clicks.

The instant it registers, his bravado turns to dust. She steps back, grinning, scrolling through the photo while he’s left blinking, thrown off by the sudden, chaste affection.

“Perfect,” she chirps, giving him a quick wink. “Now, let’s get down from here before I succumb to altitude sickness.”

She heads off, leaving Sam standing there, blinking after her, mind spinning with the confusion of that sudden kiss and how effortlessly she brushed it off. A corner of his mouth twitches as he watches her go.

Ah, shit.

#sam drake #samuel drake #uncharted #sam drake x reader #samuel drake x reader #tsi

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oshlet · 1 year ago

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'Tresspasser' Gunship, workhorse of the System-11 rebels. A good deal smaller than the scorpion, but slower and less agile. These are old school rotary wings, dug out from colonial caches or sold on the cheap by spacer black marketeers. The designs predates ubiquitous pd lasers on vehicles, so the rebels had to jury rig a bulky unit on the right side, and an accompanying cooling system on the left. The modifications make handling awful, but it beats getting nailed by smart-munitions.

The 20mm cannon on the bottom is only really effective at shooting soft targets and unarmoured vehicles, which the laser can also pull double duty on. Later in the conflict, they ended up being filled with choke rounds instead to break up sightlines and blind targets in preperation for rocket strikes.

Although its not a great flyer, the excellent visibility afforded by the bubble canopy and roomy interior means that while its not a beloved machine by pilots, its certainly not hated. Mechanics love the thing, though - colonial equipment is famously rugged and easy to work on (although the laser mount is a bit more of a pain to fix).

#scifiart #scifi #art #system11 #scumsetting #gunship

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mamieishere · 10 months ago

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Heat me

MDNI

disclaimer : fuff, making love, missionnary, unprotected sex (burrito guys BU-RRI-TO) breeding kink, dom/sub?, no name mentioned

Where you were from, windows were covered by interior curtains and shutters on the outside, all this to prevent the heat in summer and cold in winter.

When you woke up this morning, you were surprised and blinded by the light.

- "Aaaaah... I really need to buy some curtains to prevent the morning light", you grumbled as you drag your feet to the kitchen downstairs.

The building was a medium one, only 4 dorms and a little rooftop apartment which seemed to be intended. You happily sign the contract after cautiously reading every details. Even if, the cost was medium (probably due to the weather exposition), the charges were more as acceptable, not to say cheap in comparison of your native.

However, a thing caught your attention We are extremely sorry because the neighbors are loud at night time. We hope it won't be a problem. They are out most of the time. But we'll have to met them to make some update about the different bills : electricity, gaz, light, cold and warm water.

"It's okay, I usually work at night time, because I'm dealing with local artists", the landlord looked reassured and the contract was signed the following second.

Fortunately for you, the previous tenant had leave some furniture including the bed, the kitchen and The armoires. You unpacked your things, clothes, art supplies, music supplies and the decorative items to picked here and there.

That was a first day but it feels like home already. Now, funny thing : groceries. You took the subway with individual caddie and made the ladies jealous. So much so that most sellers offer you discounts to promote their shops. Your Korean was harsh and unpleasant to hear but you guess that everybody was too happy to met a stranger trying to speak their language that they decide to not notice.

that's how you went home with plenty of various products. You laughed a bit to the situation. Then processed to make a dinner. You sort veggies, fruits, meats...

- "MEATS??? WTF?", you shouted of surprised before adding a little sorry.

Anyway, sauces, power, flour, juice. Ha Jeez, they didn't joke about gift. But there's something missing... a beer and a pizza. So, you grabbed your wallet and jacket to run down the next 7/7 near buy. you took yourself a little banana milk and a taro drink.

Putting the fresh groceries on the counter, you prepare the rest, washing the veggies, the fruits and drop them off in a cute basket. Then meats and liquids were put in the fridge.

You turned on the TV, and started to watch The Moving Castel. The pizza heating in the oven faisait spread a delicious smell and you open you beer.

You sat up from the sofa heating to the kitchen, took out the pizza, sliced it in several pieces before heading back to your place with your food.

*knock knock*

Oh noooo you sight, put the movie on pause, putting on a hoodie and you sadly answer the door.

- "Hey Hello ! I'm one of your new neighbors"

-... you opened the doors "Good evening?"

- "Excuse my curiosity but i smelt a delicious odor and then i all freak out because one of my favorite movies was playing somewhere.", the boy was black haired. "excuse me, it's very impromptu but would accept me to watch it with you?"

- "Oh huh, yes I guess?"

- "COOL ! i'm H/N btw"

- "Y/N"

- "So nice to meet you! hold on, wait for me, I'm gonna grabbed some snacks!", he run away before being back seconds later. "Let's watch it!"

You both jumped on each side of the sofa. The movie started to run. As the minutes passed, the clother you became. At the end, snacks and pizza empty, we were absolutely glued one to an other. It was late and you felt into sleep on the shoulder of your new friend.

- "Hey Y/Nnie you need to go bed", you grumbled "bulama good yoa arms", He sight. "Okay, guide me to your room".

He grabbed you princess style and lean to your bed, help by your lazy finger.

- "Here you go, good night sweet dreams", he whispered.

- "Stay with me pleeeease... it's a new town and I'm lonely."

No-one will ever know why he stayed. November was a cold month, specially at night. "Heat me up please. I'm freezing." Your host turn around and wrapped his legs and arms around you.

- Is it better now? ", he asked. But your body seems to keep shaking. So He tightened his grip around you. Your nose in the little of his neck permits you to inhale his fragrance. Oh boy, he smelt heavenly.

one thing leads to another, both of you find their shelves kissing each other. The kiss was light and passionate.

his arms went to keep you tight and his lips intensified the connection. As this happens, you were in awe, this man is wonderful, muscular and sweet in the same time. How to say no?

His hands cupped your chin and your legs opened as he positioned himself on his knees. He looked at you for your consent and nodded shyly.

- "Jagiya, don't need to be shy with me okay?", his hands went to brush the garnement of the tank top betraying your erected nipples. His touch were soft, teasing the flesh and keep starting to add more pressure. Your first moan escaped your mouth but the second were caught by his own lips.

Everything was sweet and slow he removed your panties gently while keep cheesy smiling to you. You didn't know what was in his eyes, was it love? nuh unfortunately, lust ? hum carrying? yes, looked like it.

He layed down, leaving pecks here and there. Then he reached your private part, kissing, licking, sucking like his life was in game. You tried to touch him.

- "No sweetheart, the pleasure is mine. You no move and stay still. You don't want to be punish little thing?"

He grabbed your knees and left his dick spend free. He's was beautiful, tanned skin, define muscles and his cock.. wow hard, proud, brown-ish and leaking with precum.

- "Lemme lead", tonight is about you, you only ", he whispered lightly in your ears. You shivered, hard. He let you heading on the mattress.

- "Please, lift your hips", he said as he placed a pillow for a better leverage.

He ran a finger all the way down before entering his 2 digits. He was no the first man you had sex with. But boy, he was good. He covered you and praised sweet nothing into your ears. When your orgasm started to building up. He removed his finger, cutting you off a moan.

- "Ssshhh baby, it's going to be okay.", he lifted his hips and slowly penetrated you.

- "S-so big aaahh~" and he bottomed out. "For suck sake you're tight!", His length was big enough for you, you felt absolutely everything, his pulses, his tips kissing your cervix. " I'll start to move sweetheart", and moving he did.

His pace was slow, deep but firm. He encaged you between his arms.

Blank, everything is blank, sounds, odors only remains the slapping sounds skin under skin and the heat increasing at each second.

- "hhha hahahaha~ you so big. f-fuck", you were a mumbling mess.

- "You're so soft, so kind, offering me your sweet little pussy... but", he gripped your hips and sending you head down, ass up. "Baby, you did so good to mount you, making you mine and no one else."

His pace became barely impossible to follow. You found yourself trying to absorb his cock. He grunted and suddenly shot his load. Hot, long and copious spurs filled up your cunt.

You collapsed from exhaustion.

- "Tsk tsk tsk baby, get up, I'm not done with you yet. I came yes, but you no. So, be prepared for one of the longest night of your life".

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Sylvia Plath: Coffee

Before nine. Oatmeal eaten, and two cups of coffee. Had my coffee vision in bed.

On the way, we passed Mary Coffee. I felt her looking at me rather strangely. Somehow I couldn't meet her eyes.

After shopping, drove uptown, searching for coffee, drugstore closed at top of street, went into the next where I saw tall red-leather stools & icecream taps: "No coffee" smiled the unctuous-lipped attendant & I strode out, down to the glitter of Newberrys where in the warm interior air, scented variously of cheap gardenia perfumes, salted cashew nuts and plastic leathers, I sat with a stingy three-quarter cup of good enough "New-berry's famous coffee" and a little glass finger jug of milk, sipped it scalding, & drove back to campus & my 11 o'clock in the tiny white room which I like most of all simply because of its intimacy, clean whiteness & pleasant lighting. I am sure I teach better in that room, just as I am sure I teach better in certain dresses whose colors & textures war not against my body & my thought.

Sun well up, losing red and paling into blinding gold, air fresh and cold, essence of snow melting in sun, checking baggage and wandering toward the sea in a strange city. It is Sunday morning, and we have not slept, but the coffee and the bacon and eggs sustain, and the longing for the sea.

I felt downright happy when I ordered another cup of coffee with cream & it was much better.

From "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath"

#sylvia plath #coffee #quotes #literature #prose #spilled ink #food #need my daily coffee vision

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Can I see your doll collection?

Yup, below the cut

It’s not very extensive and im in the process of downsizing, but here’s what I have at the moment

These are my generation girls, the reason I first started collecting dolls as an adult. I think there are two (?) I don’t have from the original and the dance party line. Not counting the boy doll, which I don’t. The last doll in the top row is the first doll I bought as an adult collector.

Here are my monster high dolls. I had some g1 monster high dolls and other g3, but I’ve donated or sold them.

My my scene dolls, from thrifting and eBay. These, monster high, and bratz dolls are what I mostly look for while thrifting.

Here are my rainbow/shadow high dolls. I go back and forth on whether I want to sell/donate some of these, but I expect Zooey, Veronica, and heather to stay in my collection because I just love those dolls. I also have a jewel Richie doll in box.

These two bratz (and the boy) are my most recent acquisitions from a flea market and I’ve really been enjoying them. Um and the boy doll is there. I allow him to stay because he came with the girl beside him as part of a blind date gimmick where a girl bratz would be packaged with a mystery boy and you’d only find out who when you’d bought it and opened it. And I respect that as a concept, but boy bratz dolls are so ugly.

Here are some odds and ends and a custom cowgirl. I love that little na na na surprise 60s doll, I think she’s so cute. I want to display her in my car somehow. Pink overalls is the second doll I bought as an adult collector, I believe.

And my lol omg tweens. Love the haribo and 60s and 90s tweens, but I’m not sure if I’ll keep the ginger spice inspired one. I bought her because she was on sale and cheap, but I don’t know if I really need her and I’m trying to cut back on dolls 😭 I also made the choice to keep these in box because I think they’re displayed really nicely and I love the artwork on the interior and exterior of the box. They really put thought and attention into it and I appreciate that.

That’s it! Thanks for asking, I love to talk about dolls

#if you want more specific names of any of them let me know

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To maintain simplicity in the UK market, just three key models have been announced with almost identical specification save for a few battery or technology upgrades (bear in mind that the BYD SUV is centred around cost-effectiveness and cheap leasing deals):

Active – from £36,490 the entry model is available in Surfing Blue, Parkour Red, Climbing Grey, Skiing White and Exploring Green with just the Blue and Grey Interior to choose and 18” alloy wheels. As standard this includes panoramic sunroof, LED headlights, electrically folding and heated mirrors, vegan leather upholstery, heated front seats, LED interior lights, ambient lighting on door panel and pad, PM 2.5 interior air filter, 5” full LCD instrument panel, smartphone wireless charging, 12.8” rotary screen, Blind Spot Detection, Hill Descent Control, Adaptive Cruise Control, Forward Collision Warning, Land Change Assist, Front and Rear Parking Radar, heat pump, keyless entry and start plus a Mode 2 charging cable and Model 3 (1 Phase);

Comfort – from £36,990 this model upgrades the AC to 11 kW for quicker charging times plus it adds the Model 3 (3 Phase) charging cable; and

Design – from £38,990 this top of the line model upgrades the AC to 11 kW for quicker charging times plus adds the Model 3 (3 Phase) charging cable. In addition, the Design ATTO will add an electric tailgate, PM 2.5 interior air purification filter and a 15.6” rotary screen plus velour floor mats and a trunk mat.

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The Best Way to Select S-Wave Curtains for Your House

S Wave drapes are very contemporary, sophisticated, and have that flair of functionality while bringing any space into itself. With flowing wave folds that create a sleek finish on them, S Wave curtains provide a sophisticated touch on classic and modern design elements. Choosing the correct material, color, and size of S Wave curtains is very important for getting that harmonious look. Here are some important factors to guide you in picking the best S Wave curtains for your room in choosing:

1. Choice of Appropriate S Wave Curtain Fabric

Fabric, in an unobtrusive fashion, will add to how your wave S curtains will feel, appear, and function in a house. The ambiance, brought about by the softness of the fabric will entirely depend on either how it would be totally opaque or the airiness it gives for example.

Light Fabrication Towards A Cozied Appearance Airy cotton and linen materials create flowing and carefree effects. This type of material is most useful in dining rooms, living rooms, and any room that you would want to make airy and light. The organic and natural texture of linen S Wave drapes adds warmth to the room with modern or rustic designs.

Dense Fabric As a Means of Insulation and Privacy For increased privacy or thermal insulation, consider thinking with heavier materials such as velvet or thick blends of polyester. These materials are great for home theaters or bedrooms since they filter more light. Heavyweight S Wave Curtains also minimize noise levels and keep the room at a comfortable temperature, especially for rooms that have a street view.

Combinations for Sturdiness Examples include blends of cotton and polyester, which are the strengths of synthetic material with the softness of natural fibers. The advantage is that it doesn't wrinkle easily, so you'll find it is ideal for places with heavy foot traffic, and your S Wave Curtains will look good as new for a long time.

2. How to Choose the Best Shade of S Wave Curtains Color is one of the strong determinants of interior design that can change the atmosphere and feel of your room. You can improve the design of your house by choosing the perfect color for your S Wave curtains.

Neutral Tones for Versatility Classic neutral colors such as white, gray, and beige are suitable to be combined with almost all types of interior design, making them a great selection for curtains. S Wave curtains in neutral shades look very gentle and refined yet the other parts of a space have a better chance of being dominant rather than the curtain. Neutral tones for roller blinds or Veri Shade Blinds complement the dainty look.

Vibrant Colors to Make a Statement If you are keen on being vibrant, then try with intense crimson, emerald, or deep blue to come up with an arresting feature. Bold-colored S Wave Curtain makes for an attractive central feature in rooms having black and white, minimal themes.

Textile fabrics patterned for more appeal Patterned fabrics with fine patterns or textures add depth and some visual interest to your space. Remember, though, that sometimes patterns clash with other room elements. When it comes to layered window treatments, balance solid-colored Cheap Roller Blinds with patterned S Wave curtains.

3. Choosing the Right Length of S Wave Curtain

This completely changes the look and feel of your space if your S Wave curtains are longer.

There are different lengths depending on the intended purpose and aesthetic of the room.

Floor-Length for an Elegant Look Floor-length drapes are incredibly popular and give an impression of elegance and sophistication. To achieve this, measure the curtains to drip slightly at the bottom or lightly brush the floor. This style will fit the bill whenever you want a refined, formal look in living rooms, dining rooms, and bedrooms.

Above the Floor for Utility More practical and sensible curtains that are only little above the floor are most especially needed in areas that require cleaning the floor. This design does not drag on the floor, hence giving a crisp modern look. Adding roller blinds or custom blinds will add to this style by controlling light and adding seclusion without fully encasing the window.

Full Length for a Dramatic Effect In rooms with higher ceilings, hang S Wave curtains from the ceiling to the floor. This length tends to lead the eye up and creates a dramatic, elegant effect that makes the space feel larger. The reason this style works well with S Wave Curtains is because they have such beautiful, flowing folds, which emphasize the length and height of the room.

4. Additional Window Coverings Although S Wave curtains are very nice on their own, they also go well with other window treatments. The use of blinds and curtains will provide you with a wider choice and make your space look and feel more attractive.

Using Veri Shade Blinds in conjunction Veri Shade Blinds is a specific choice wherein it integrates the function of a blind and appears to be a curtain. They complement S Wave Curtains well because it ensures privacy without blocking most of the light entering into the said room. The pairing is suitable for the rooms where a soft feeling but still desired light adjustment, this makes the whole layering up with cheaper roller blinds look just about fine.

Roller blinds are one of the affordable solutions that offer you more control over what enters your home and ensures some level of privacy while in the house. In fact, roller blinds offer a good background when you mount them under S Wave curtains, creating depth when adjusting light levels for your window treatment. For finishing touches, use Cheap Roller Blinds in a colour to complement it.

5. Custom made Blinds for the Perfect Fit Customization is important in the selection of window coverings to ensure a perfect fit for your specific windows. S Wave curtains and bespoke blinds are made according to your specific measurements, which ensures they will drape perfectly and look great. Consol Blinds Online ensures your S Wave curtains complement the unique design of your home by providing options for customizing every size or shape of your windows.

How to Choose the Best S Wave Curtain for Your House All aspects of fabric, color, length, and other window treatments must be taken into account when choosing the best S Wave curtains. The right combination will enhance comfort, privacy, and atmosphere in your house. To see their wide range of S Wave Curtains, Veri Shade Blinds, and many more window treatment options for premium, customized options, check out Consol Blinds Online.

These suggestions can help you transform any space into a stylish haven to beautify your space, simply as lovely window treatments.

#ConsolBlinds #BlindsOnline #WindowBlinds #CurtainsAndBlinds #HomeDecor #InteriorDesign #AustralianHomes #WindowCoverings

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Roman Shades for Windows

When it comes to choosing the perfect window treatment for your home, Roman shades for windows stand out as an elegant and functional option. These window coverings have been around for centuries, providing not only privacy and light control but also a sophisticated touch to any space. Whether you're updating a modern home or looking to add some classic charm, Roman shades offer the versatility and aesthetic appeal that can complement any decor style. And the best part? You don't have to break the bank to achieve a designer look—affordable options like cheap window blinds can fit any budget without compromising on quality.

In this blog post, we’ll explore the many benefits of Roman shades for windows, how to select the right ones for your space, and why they’re a smart investment for any homeowner.

What Are Roman Shades for Windows?

Roman shades are a type of window covering made from a single piece of fabric that folds neatly when raised and lies flat when lowered. Unlike traditional blinds that have slats, Roman shades offer a continuous fabric surface that creates a smooth and sleek appearance. Their simple design is what makes them a popular choice among interior designers and homeowners alike.

With a variety of fabrics, colors, and patterns available, you can customize Roman shades to suit your personal taste. Whether you prefer neutral tones to keep things minimalist or bold patterns to make a statement, there's a perfect Roman shade for every room in your home.

The Benefits of Roman Shades for Windows

If you’re looking for a stylish window treatment, Roman shades for windows have several advantages:

Elegance and Versatility: Roman shades are known for their classic beauty. They can enhance any room's decor, whether it’s modern, traditional, or transitional. The variety of fabric choices makes it easy to find shades that match your home's aesthetic.

Light Control and Privacy: These shades allow you to control the amount of light entering your room. When fully lowered, they provide complete privacy and block out most light, while partially raised shades give you more flexibility in controlling brightness.

Energy Efficiency: Roman shades can help reduce your energy costs by providing insulation. The fabric creates a barrier that helps regulate the temperature in your home, keeping it cooler in the summer and warmer in the winter.

Customizable Design: Roman shades are available in a variety of fabrics, from sheer materials that allow light to filter through to blackout fabrics that completely block light. You can also choose from different styles, like flat-fold or soft-fold shades, depending on your preferences.

Space-Saving: Unlike bulky curtains or valances, Roman shades lie flat against the window when not in use, making them a great choice for small spaces or rooms with limited window depth.

How to Choose the Right Roman Shades for Your Home

With so many options available, selecting the right Roman shades for windows can seem overwhelming. Here are a few tips to help guide your decision:

Consider the Room's Purpose: Think about how the room is used and what type of light control you need. For example, bedrooms may benefit from blackout shades for better sleep, while living rooms may only need light-filtering fabrics to create a cozy ambiance.

Match Your Decor: Choose a color or pattern that complements your existing decor. Neutral tones are versatile and timeless, while bold colors and prints can add a touch of personality to a room.

Determine Your Budget: While Roman shades can range in price, there are many affordable options that still offer a high-end look. Consider cheap window blinds if you're on a tight budget. Many retailers offer quality shades that look luxurious without the high price tag.

Measure Accurately: Ensure you measure your windows carefully before purchasing shades. Roman shades can be custom-made to fit your exact window dimensions, providing a tailored look.

Why Roman Shades Are a Better Investment Than Cheap Window Blinds

While cheap window blinds can be a budget-friendly solution for some rooms, they often lack the durability and aesthetic appeal of roman shades. Cheap blinds are typically made from plastic or thin aluminum, which may not hold up well over time. In contrast, Roman shades are crafted from high-quality fabrics that can last for years with proper care.

Additionally, cheap blinds tend to look generic, whereas Roman shades offer a more tailored, designer appearance that can elevate the look of any space. If you’re considering a long-term investment in your home’s decor, Roman shades for windows are a much wiser choice, combining style, functionality, and durability.

Installing Roman Shades: A DIY Project

One of the benefits of Roman shades is that they’re relatively easy to install, making them a great DIY project for homeowners. Most Roman shades come with simple installation instructions, and all you need are a few basic tools like a measuring tape, a drill, and screws. Within a short amount of time, you can have beautiful, custom shades that instantly upgrade the look of your room.

Conclusion

When it comes to upgrading your home with stylish and functional window treatments, Discount Buy Blinds offers an unbeatable combination of quality, affordability, and variety. Whether you're seeking elegant Roman shades, practical roller blinds, or energy-efficient cellular shades, you’ll find options that suit your style and budget. With discounts available across a wide range of products, you don’t have to compromise on style or functionality. Choosing Discount Buy Blinds means investing in durable, attractive blinds that enhance your space while providing privacy, light control, and energy savings. Transform your home today and enjoy premium blinds at discounted prices!

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stylish-functional-roller-blinds · 3 months ago

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Stylish and Functional Roller Blinds Singapore

Roller blinds are now famous among homeowners in Singapore because of the look, the use and its flexibility. These blinds are stylish and have a chic look but, at the same time, they allow you to manage the incoming light, people’s observations, and heat.

Why Choose Roller Blinds?

Sleek and Modern Design: Roller blinds are suitable for different interior design concepts such as modern and classic. Due to their simple design and style they can give a touch of class into any room.

Customizable Options: Roller blinds can come in durable fabrics, vibrant colors and various textures and therefore; there is no doubt that you will be able to find roller blinds that will suite the interior of your house. So, in case, if in your mind, you have a picture of the roller blind which is mild or you want a strong and clear one, the software provides a chance to find the one in one click.

Easy to Operate and Maintain: Roller blinds are easy to use ranging from manual and motorized control systems. They also do not demand so much cleaning and you will find that they are comparatively cheap.

Versatile Functionality: In terms of functionality roller blinds are very useful as they can regulate light, privacy and heat. It can be completely lifted or lowered or even be positioned in the manner of the user’s preference.

Benefits of Roller Blinds

Energy Efficiency: Light control: Roller blinds can make a difference to the amount of light and heat entering a room during the day and thus save on energy. This may be achieved by operating smart home systems, which lower energy consumption resulting to efficient heating and cooling of products.

Privacy: With regards to privacy, roller blinds offer you the ability to determine who can look into your house. They are VERY useful especially when used in bedrooms, bathrooms, and the living room.

Insulation: With roller Blinds, you are able to control the kinds of weather that penetrate into your home, especially during the hotter months in summer and during winter. The results of these can be increased comfort, better energy efficiency or even different appearance of the building.

Roller Blinds – Selecting the Right Ones

When selecting roller blinds, consider the following factors:When selecting roller blinds, consider the following factors:

Fabric: The type of fabric to be used is determining by the appearance, utility and utilization of the blinds in the future. There are several types of fabrics they come in namely blackout, sheer and textured.

Color and Pattern: Select a color and a pattern to ensure that the blankets are well coordinated with the rest of your home’s d cor.

Operation: After the construction of the machine, the last decision to make is the use of the manual operation or motorized operation. Motorized blinds allow for ease and convenience when being used.

Installation: Think about strength?. There are cases where roller blinds can be fixed inside the window splay while in Other cases, they are fixed externally.

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>A little of column a and a little of column b, replies the waiter, giving a nod before immediately scrambling to keep the stand upright. Oh we know what the ladies like, shouted the chef, having opened the shutter for a moment to do so. The interior was the perfect blend of Prospitian tackiness with Dersite cheapness; peeling wallpaper depicting a night sky stretching from corner to corner, patchwork airducts poking out of a bland ceiling, and cracked checkerboard tiles. Honestly it'd be surprised if the carapacians didn't do that very last bit. The joint empty besides the four of them, so it wasn't hard to find a table. The mailwoman having chosen the very center table by the window (that she closed the blinds to), with one wooden chair for herself, and six metal chairs for the guest of honor.

>Yeah, its a bit dingy, but she reassures her friend as she places a menu by the space player's side (and only her side) that it'll be worth it. Trust her, these guys work fast. So, where were- and that is her phone ringing, right one moment she needs to take this. And away goes our little prospitian stickbug, as she deals with AR's yapping again from the sounds of it. True to her word, the waiter would stroll over with a pen and pad soon enough, asking [Badkan] what she'd like to drink, as well as the formality of if [she's] ready to order. As if they didn't already know or expect the answer was probably going to be: every bit of greasy diner food they have.

"Going For The Wall Instead Of The Center Of The Room Huh??

Not Anticipating Needing Space??"

>she gives PM a smirk, easing her bulk into the chairs with as much care as a woman the size of a truck can manage. Bare, grey drifts of lard meet metal and bulge over it, flowing and swallowing each of the poor chairs in turn. Ass oozes between the open space of the backs, and each one groans and whines in turn, visibly sagging under her incredible, obscene weight. "Mmmmgh. Might End Up On The Floor Before Long Her- Points For Trying Though."

>nodding PM off, she turns to the waiter, grabbing the menu in a way that sort of hurt his eyes, space seeming to lense impossibly as she groped with her flabby limb

"What Drinks Do You Have That Come In Hose Form?" she purrs, chin digging into her neck rolls as she fixes him with a hungry look

"Right Now? I Could Really, Really Go For Some Meat."

#rp #asks #carapacanon #badkan

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Affordable Motorized Blinds

Cheap Motorized Blinds When it comes to enhancing the comfort and convenience of your home, motorized blinds stand out. Notably, CrazyJoes.com offers an unrivaled selection of affordable motorized blinds. These innovative window treatments provide a seamless blend of functionality and style. Why Choose Motorized Blinds? Motorized blinds offer effortless control with just the touch of a button. This feature is especially beneficial for hard-to-reach windows or for those who value modern home automation. Furthermore, they contribute to energy savings by optimizing light and heat that enters your home. Motorized blinds also enhance home security. By automating them to open and close at predetermined times, they give the impression that your home is always occupied. This feature can significantly deter potential intruders. Exploring the Value at CrazyJoes.com CrazyJoes.com is renowned for its commitment to quality and affordability in motorized blinds. Each product promises durability and aesthetic appeal, not to mention ease of installation and maintenance. Moreover, their customer service is exemplary, assisting with selection, measuring, and installation advice. At CrazyJoes.com, there is a variety of styles and fabrics to choose from. Whether you are looking for something sleek and modern, or classic and elegant, they have options to suit every taste and decor. How to Select the Right Motorized Blinds Selecting the right motorized blinds involves considering the room’s function, window dimensions, and personal style. It’s crucial to measure your windows accurately to ensure a perfect fit. CrazyJoes.com offers a handy guide and personalized assistance to help with these measurements. Consider the room's exposure to sunlight as well. Fabrics that offer UV protection are ideal for sun-facing rooms to prevent furniture from fading and to optimize energy efficiency. Installation and Maintenance Installing motorized blinds is straightforward, especially with the guidance from CrazyJoes.com. Regular maintenance typically involves dusting and occasional wiping with a damp cloth, ensuring your blinds look and operate like new for years to come. The Cost-Effectiveness of Choosing CrazyJoes.com Investing in motorized blinds from CrazyJoes.com proves cost-effective in the long run. Not only do they offer competitive pricing, but their products are also built to last, reducing the need for replacements. The energy efficiency of their blinds helps in reducing utility bills by maintaining better temperature control throughout the seasons. Moreover, their products come with substantial warranties, further ensuring value for your investment. In conclusion, CrazyJoes.com stands as the leader in providing affordable motorized blinds that don’t compromise on quality or functionality. Their extensive selection, combined with excellent customer service, makes them the top choice for enhancing your home’s convenience and security. To explore their variety of options, visit their product page or their contact page for more detailed inquiries. For those considering this upgrade in Toronto, learn more about the vibrant city here. Citations: - "Increasing Home Automation Adoption Rates," Journal of Smart Home Technology, 2021. Read the study. - "Benefits of UV Protecting Window Treatments," International Journal of Interior Design, 2022. Read the study. - "Impact of Automated Blinds on Energy Efficiency," Global Journal of Environmental Science, 2020. Read the study. - "Home Security Systems and Deterrence of Intruders," Security Technology Magazine, 2022. Read the study. Read the full article

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From Rooftop Bars to Dive Bars: Charleston's Diverse Nightlife Options Shop Local Charleston, SC Businesses [ad_1] Charleston, South Carolina is not just known for its historic charm and beautiful beaches. The city also boasts a vibrant and diverse nightlife scene that caters to every taste and preference. Whether you're in the mood for a sophisticated cocktail on a rooftop bar or a laid-back night at a dive bar, Charleston has something for everyone. Let's take a closer look at some of the best nightlife options in this bustling city. Rooftop Bars One of the most popular ways to experience Charleston's nightlife is by visiting one of the city's rooftop bars. These elevated venues offer stunning views of the city skyline and the chance to sip on expertly crafted cocktails while enjoying the cool night air. One standout rooftop bar is The Watch Rooftop Kitchen & Spirits, located in the heart of downtown Charleston. This upscale establishment offers a sophisticated atmosphere and panoramic views of the Charleston Harbor. Another must-visit rooftop bar is The Rooftop Bar at The Vendue, which features an extensive drink menu and a laid-back vibe that is perfect for socializing with friends. Historic Bars For those who prefer a more traditional nightlife experience, Charleston's historic bars offer a glimpse into the city's past while serving up delicious drinks. The Blind Tiger Pub, located in Charleston's historic French Quarter, is a popular spot for locals and tourists alike. This cozy bar is known for its extensive beer selection and live music performances. Another iconic bar to visit is The Griffon, a classic pub that has been serving up drinks to Charleston residents for over a decade. With its dark wood interior and friendly staff, The Griffon is the perfect place to unwind after a long day of exploring the city. Dive Bars For a more laid-back nightlife experience, Charleston's dive bars offer a no-frills atmosphere and affordable drink options. Upper Deck Tavern, located near the College of Charleston campus, is a favorite among locals for its cheap beer specials and relaxed vibe. Another popular dive bar is The Recovery Room Tavern, which features a spacious outdoor patio and a diverse crowd of patrons. Whether you're looking to shoot some pool or just relax with a cold beer, Charleston's dive bars provide a unique and authentic nightlife experience. Craft Cocktail Bars If you're in the mood for a more upscale nightlife experience, Charleston's craft cocktail bars offer a sophisticated atmosphere and expertly crafted drinks. The Belmont, located in the historic district of Charleston, is known for its innovative cocktail menu and elegant decor. Another top spot for craft cocktails is The Cocktail Club, which features a cozy interior and a knowledgeable bar staff. Whether you're a cocktail connoisseur or just looking to try something new, Charleston's craft cocktail bars are sure to impress. Conclusion In conclusion, Charleston's nightlife scene is as diverse and vibrant as the city itself. Whether you're in the mood for a rooftop bar with stunning views, a historic bar with a touch of old-world charm, a laid-back dive bar, or a craft cocktail bar with expertly crafted drinks, Charleston has something for everyone. So next time you find yourself in this beautiful city, be sure to explore its eclectic nightlife options and discover a new favorite spot to unwind and socialize. [ad_2] EXPLORE MORE: Nightlife in Charleston SC Best: Places to eat in Charleston SC FIND: Things to do in Charleston SC CHARLESTON BUSINESS OWNERS: Get a Free Business Profile FIND BUSINESSES: Charleston Business Directory BE SEEN: Advertise Your Business Here #NIGHTLIFE

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chapter 25: LASER TAG DEATHMATCH

IRL!

*italics are edits in the video !

“yooo, wassup guys!” as usual, connie screamed into the camera. you, sasha and jean all stood by him.

“yo, wassup guys,” eren, who was behind the camera, mocked. in a terrible american accent.

“looks around awkwardly” armin said, from behind the camera as well.

beep!

“yooo wassup guys!” connie screamed into the camera once again.

“it’s us, big cheese 4000 back again with another motherfuckin banger,” jean followed. you and sasha snickered. “why are you a cornball?” sasha asked him.

“man fuck y’all.” jean rolled his eyes.

“anyways! wassup guys! today we finna play laser tag! and..” you pointed to sasha.

“what you pointing to me for?” sasha asked, confused. armin cleared his throat behind the camera. “oh!”

beep!

“so, today we’re gonna play laser tag! and..” you pointed to the brunette again.

“and we got some special guests with us today!”

the camera flipped and the entire “brit gang” was shown. the royal entrance fanfare music played when the group was showed. all of their names and @‘s were placed onto their respective faces.

“we got big cheese 4000 vs the brit gang. this is the battle of the century.” connie exclaimed.

ymir groaned. “mate, there’s no way that’s what you’re calling us.”

connie shrugged. “the fans chose it, not me.” he looked around suspiciously. “-mate.” he added.

the singer rolled her eyes. “the fans won’t like it when i kick my foot up your ass, you idiot.”

connie’s eyes widened. he flipped the camera back to his face. “guys, ion feel safe right now.”

“that’s how i feel at every rehearsal.” eren chimed in. ymir jokingly glared at him.

beep!

“okay guys, we inside!” connie panned the camera around the building, recording every part of the neon interior.

“ooo, this is nice!” sasha said, reciting the tiktok audio.

“it’s kinda blinding me, actually.” historia piped up from beside her girlfriend. there was neon everywhere. and they weren’t even inside the laser tag arena yet.

“oh for sure. there’s fucking neon everywhere.” armin added, slightly squinting.

beep!

the video then cut to the group putting on their vests for the game. out of the group, connie was the only person struggling. jean panned the camera to the boy with the buzzcut, struggling to properly put on his vest. jean snorted. “need some help?”

connie rolled his eyes. “don’t fucking laugh bitch.” jean passed the camera to you, so that he could help his friend. you recorded and laughed. “this is mad embarrassing connie. what are the hoes gonna think about this?” you asked connie. in response, he stuck his middle finger up and rolled his eyes.

the rest of the group laughed. you then turned the camera towards them. “are you guys excited?” you asked. since there were four of you in big cheese 4000 and five in the brit gang, they had an extra person.

“yes!” sasha screamed. “i can’t wait to cook them!” mikasa and armin side eyed her. “um. okay.” mikasa said. “you’re not cooking shit.” she finished. sasha gasped. “just for that, i’m getting your fuckass first.”

you flipped the camera to show you and eren looking around. “awkward.” he said.

it then cut to a montage of you, sasha, jean and connie posing in the black vests with blue leds on them and blue lit laser guns in your hands. the lyrics of ‘barbie’ by jaidyn alexis and blueface played in the background.

BIG CHEESE 4000 😍😍

another (shorter) montage followed. eren, armin, historia, ymir and mikasa posed in the black vests as well, but with red leds and laser guns. the disgusted spongebob fog horn sound played in the background.

BRIT GANG 🤢🤢 (AKA THE OPPS)

beep!

SASHA

“okay, i hope you guys can hear me right now.” sasha said, whispering. you guys had bought some cheap ass smart glasses from amazon, in order to try to film the battle.

the footage was dark, but you could see parts of the neon led lights on the walls. “i’m hiding in a corner. i’m like deadass scared right now.” she said. “if someone fucking finds me i’m so cooked.”

a clip from earlier replays in slowmo. “i can’t wait to cook them” FRAUD in big, bold letters is edited onto her face.

ARMIN

“these glasses are so stupid. i feel like an idiot right now.” the blonde complained. “no shade to any glasses wearers out there.”

CANCEL HIM was displayed on the screen.

CONNIE

“everyone’s prolly hiding right now, but fuck that. yolo. you only live once.” he whispered, sneaking around the arena to find someone. after a minute or two he saw a red glow and prepared to attack.

“i’m locked in right now, gang. watch me get this easy kill.” he snuck around to the red that he saw, before raising his laser gun and shooting whoever was there. it was historia. she screamed, before her red lights went dim.

HISTORIA

she rolled her eyes. “bitch, you’re finished.” she said, before ymir came from out of nowhere and shot him in the chest. his blue light turned gray.

“WHAT THE FUCK???” connie exclaimed. historia laughed. “bro really thought he was gonna get away with it.”

“that’s literally cheating.” he argued. “no it’s not! we’re literally on a team????” historia argued back as they walked out of the arena.

YMIR

“connie’s such a little bitch, oh my god.” she snickered. “bruv thought he was getting away. ‘watch me get this easy kill’” ymir mocked.

SASHA

“oh my god, y’all. i just heard a fucking scream. what the fuck.” she whispered shouted. she heard footsteps and froze. “i fucking know there’s someone out there. i’m actually hella scared right now.” the person’s footsteps got louder and louder. sasha was scared shitless. until she saw the blue lights.

Y/N

“you scared the shit out of me, bruh.” sasha whispered, rolling her eyes. you sat beside her in the corner and giggled. “i’m sorry. i heard a scream and i got scared as fuck. i ran.” the brunette beside you laughed.

“should we just stay here until it’s like one british person left?” you looked up at the ceiling and saw that the count was 4 3. sasha nodded and snickered. “fuck yeah. that’s not cheating..right?”you shrugged.

JEAN

“i hear someone.” he whispered and looked around. “bro, this is like the fucking hunger games. whoever’s editing this, can you put the whistle?” he asked.

NO 😂😂 was put on the screen, before the iconic whistle played.

“i can literally hear someone moving right now. guys, should i go for it?” jean asked rhetorically. “nah, fuck that.”

EREN

“i’m honestly chilling right now.” he said. “i haven’t seen anyone, anyone hasn’t seen me.”

“i did hear a scream though, which was crazy. sounded like a girl, but it could’ve been connie. who knows?” he laughed.

KARMAS A BITCH. was put onto the screen, as well as a countdown.

TO BE CONTINUED..

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The Crystal Cavern's last memory

As the workers were leaving, Tom looked behind him, the once beautiful magical caverns now lifeless in the wake of his and his crew’s destruction. Straight walls of solid rock stood where multifaceted crystals of purple and white hue once gleamed with delight. Those crystals would be broken down into their fundamental components, most likely as crystals put into technology, sealed from any source of light and ability to sparkle and shine. He continued to look around, seeing the empty nooks and crannies that littered the caverns earlier. These crevasses once held unique plant-life. Lichen, moss, grasses, and even some small trees once littered the place, giving a contrasting color to the purple and whites. Now those plants were either being studied for exploitation or sitting in the composting facilities, being turned into cheap fertilizer. Not one plant was allowed to live, leaving the cavern bare and monotone in its gray hue. He then turned to the interior of the caverns. The most magical part about these caverns was the floating islands in the middle, some of them even having homes from the pervious residents. But when he turned to look at them, all he saw were support beams, the only things keeping the ceiling from punishing them for their greed.

Worse yet, their next assignment was going to be the ocean desert. A former body of water that the Corporation had dumped tons of sand into, resulting in a flat sandy plain, one that would have to be manually harvested. It was going to be tedious, slow work, and worse, the glass blowing sectors would not be able to keep up in time, meaning that they would have to occupy their time with something else. Maybe they would move on to another sector. Maybe would get back to clearing the maze. Who knows? All he knew was that it wasn’t going to be as memorable as this place.

“Tom!” Tom snapped back to reality, one of his fellow workers finally succeeding in catching his attention:

“We have to go. They’re going to detonate the charges on the support beams.”

Ah yes, that. With no unique material to harvest, and with the risk of a cave-in becoming ever clearer, the Corporation had decided to trigger an artificial collapse and save itself a major accident scene. It was all for the safety of their workers, and of course there was nothing to save left for stone and hardened clay. It was for the best… and yet, he couldn’t help but have a hollow feeling in his chest.

“I’ll be out shortly. I just want to take one last look at this place.”

“Fine but be quick.”

He nodded as the worker left for the train. Ironically, his nostalgia for the place caused him to take a step forward towards the cavern, not backwards as a smart person would take. He remembered the first time that he was here. Eager to get to work, he stepped on the cavern floor, and was affected by the curse that was placed on the land. It took him a week before he could get out of the medical ward, and even then, he had trouble with partial blindness for days until they could completely remove the curse. That was when he remembered the reason why these caverns were magical. A coven of witches and wizards once lived here. A hostile group, ready to send their flying beasts at anybody who dared entered their home. Fortunately for them, they were nearly wiped out before the Corporation arrived. They accepted the terms of the Corporation’s deals, being moved to a new home so that the Corporation could harvest the caverns. He could still smell the dried blood that they ran into occasionally as they were tearing the flying islands apart.

You know, when thinking about it that way, maybe these caverns weren’t so special after all. Sure, they were full of wonder, but they were caused with sinister intentions, which were rebutted to them several times over. It was the site of tragedy, and loss, not to mention having the stigma of being a direct part of the Maze itself. Maybe it was the best to have it destroyed… was it? He wasn’t sure he could even convince himself of that.

Yet as he turned away, he saw the small corner where he and his friends goofed off playing the crystals like drums. He saw where they had broken past the crystal walls and found the standard stone and clay. He saw where they found treasure, or when they finished clearing the ceiling, or where they finished gathering the last remaining shards. He realized then what really mattered with this place, and why it mattered to him: Memories. So many memories were made here, good and bad. That’s what mattered. And even though nobody would be able to make more memories of this once memorable location, he and his crew would still hold onto these memories, discuss them, remember them, cherish them. He smiled as he walked towards the train where his fellow co-workers were waiting on him, happy that he was able to work for a business as kind as the Cave Filling Corporation. Because no matter what happened, he knew that he and his crew would always be able to be the last ones to find such memorable locations. And if he was the one to have the last memories of those places, he happy to have the responsibility of keeping them alive in memory.

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