#day two baybay

[macknus]

Febuwhump: Day Two

Prompt: Holding back tears

Febuwhump Masterpost

“Look at you,” Whumper cooed to Whumpee across the round war table they were seated at. Restrained, in front of all of her enemies that were looking at Whumpee like she was their next meal. “That glare could wither armies, darling.”

“Clearly it can’t if you’re still drawing breath,” Whumpee snarled, bearing her teeth with her best carnivorous grin.

“So lethal, so violent,” Whumper purred like he approved. “You’re wasted on the other side of the war. You could commit so much carnage with us.”

“Is that what this is?” Whumpee demanded, arching a brow and pulling at the ropes that bound her to the chair. “You’re trying to recruit me?”

The war general from the continent barked a laugh. Whumpee’s cold, dead gaze slid to her briefly before looking back at Whumper. “I assume because your other generals are underperforming.”

The war general made a low grumbling sound but stopped when Whumper held up a hand to silence them. He leaned forward in his chair like a throne, elbows on the table and steepled his fingers.

“We’re offering you a chance to sit on the right side of history,” he said, his voice laced with his charming poison that once endeared Whumpee to him. That sounded so trustworthy, so honest and good.

“I would rather die a thousand deaths than ever fight for you.” Whumper’s eyes darkened. A flash of clouds across his gaze that vanished in the blink of an eye.

“Would you rather your comrades die all those deaths for your stubbornness?” Whumpee stiffened. Whumper tutted at her, his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth. “This is war, Whumpee. You should be aware of the cost.”

Whumpee’s eyes blazed. “How dare you talk down to me about the cost of war,” she seethed.

Whumper sat back in his chair and sighed, suddenly world weary. “This is your last chance Whumpee.”

“Go to hell,” Whumpee hissed, then smiled like a shark. “I’ll be sure to see you there.”

Whumper held Whumpee’s icy stare. Then sighed again and lifted his hand, gestured his fingers in a come-hither motion. “Bring her in.”

Whumpee turned at the scuffle behind her. She felt all colour drained from her face at seeing the face so similar to her own, the same straight nose and blue-steel grey eyes widened in terror.

Whumpee snapped her head back to Whumper who kept his eyes on her the entire time. “No. No, what’re you— she has nothing to do with this!”

“You’re right, Whumpee. You’re right. She’s innocent in this war.”

Whumpee felt as if her chest was caving in. “Y-you— you…” she turned her head to see her sister trembling in a soldier’s arms. No… not just any soldier. Whumpee’s eyes met his green and her entire world crumbled. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head trying to hold back the tears that threatened to jump into her eyes. “No! Let her go.”

“Of course,” Whumper said diplomatically. “As soon as you pledge allegiance to our cause.”

Whumpee stifled the whimper that wanted to make itself known, swallowing it and burying it deep in her stomach to fester. When she raised her gaze to Whumper’s, it burned with a cold fury.

Whumper held her gaze as if it was something precious as he walked around the circular table towards Whumpee. Her breath hitched when Whumper extended a hand to Sister’s face, but he didn’t touch her. He grinned slyly over his shoulder at Whumpee, just baiting a reaction from her.

“You could be twins,” he murmured before continuing towards Whumpee’s chair. Whumpee trembled in her restraints as Whumper slid onto the table in front of her, leaning against it. She didn’t take her gaze from his. “Well? How are your noble intentions fairing now?”

“Fuck you,” she whispered.

Whumper released another sigh. “We used to be so close, Whumpee,” he said softly, extending his hand to her cheek. Whumpee didn’t so much as blink as his warm palm cupped her cheek.

“When you were using me for your own gain.”

“Whumpee…”

“I was a fucking child!” She hissed, battling back the tears. “But you didn’t care about that,” she continued, boiling in her own rage. “All you saw was my power. My abilities. What I could give you. Well I make my own choices now, dickhead. You don’t control me anymore.”

Whumper scoffed, and for a single heart stopping moment Whumpee felt the familiar pang of guilt at disappointing Whumper. She quickly scrubbed that emotion from her chest, steeling herself as she glared up at him.

His charming mask slipped from his face, revealing the unfeeling monster beneath. The one that stalked her nightmares. “You would die a thousand deaths, but would you let your sister die for your ideals?”

Whumpee swallowed. “Plenty of people have lost family in this war. What would make me any different?”

“W-whumpee?” Sister asked but Whumpee didn’t look at her. If she did, she would break, and she needed to be strong. She needed her resolve in tact.

Whumper’s eyes glimmered with a knifepoint of cruelty. “Well, I’ll be. You would let her die, wouldn’t you, you little psychopath?”

“Look who’s talking.”

Whumper’s smile was anything but pleasant. “Maybe you did learn somethings from our time together.”

Whumper stood, dropping his hand from Whumpee’s cheek. “Maybe it’s time I teach you something new.”

“No,” Whumpee said quietly. Her heartbeat suddenly very audible in her chest, stuttering her breaths. Whumper held out a hand and someone handed him a knife. “Whumper! Whumper no, don’t, please!”

He turned on his heel, a flash of movement and Whumpee hissed. Warm blood oozed to the front of a cut on her cheek and ran lazily down her jaw.

“Quiet, girl. I am trying to show you that there are worse things than a death sentence. Your lovely sister here will help me demonstrate.”

“No, no,” Sister pleaded, her knees buckling but the traitorous green eyed soldier held her upright. Wide, terrified eyes went to Whumpee’s and Whumpee’s heart broke. “Whumpee, tell him! Tell him I’m not like you! Please, I don’t— I’m not magic, please!”

Whumper shushed her gently as he approached, this time putting a hand on either side of her cheek as he nodded sympathetically. “I know, darling. I know. Which is precisely why you are the lesson, and your sister is in the chair. Perhaps if you’d been born with magic, this never would have happened.”

“Stop!” Whumpee pleaded, thrashing in her restraints, the ropes rubbing her wrists raw as she tried to summon up anything, any spark or whisper of her magic but the poison in her system locked her abilities down beneath its cruel spell. Stupid, so stupid! “Stop, Whumper! I understand, please! Hurt me, let her go! She has nothing to do with this war!”

Whumper visibly shivered. He glanced sideways at Whumpee, a sadistic grin on his lips. “Oh how I missed your begging.”

Whumper drew his knife hand back and just as he jerked a muscle forward Whumpee caved: “OKAY! OKAY!”

Whumper paused. He looked at Whumpee, his eyes gleaming. “Okay!” She seethed again, distress curling in her guts with guilt and embarrassment. What did she just say? She couldn’t… oh god, she was going to be sick.

“What was that Whumpee?” Whumper asked.

“I’ll—” Whumpee glanced at her sister; at her innocence and doe eyed gaze. Could she really doom thousands to save her sister? “I’ll join your side, bastard.”

Whumper grinned. “Marvellous!” And he turned away from Sister who fell to her knees, half bringing the soldier down with her. “I knew you would see reason, Whumpee,” he cooed coming closer and grabbing Whumpee’s chin, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

“Bring her back to her cell,” Whumper said. Whumpee paled.

“What?”

Sister started protesting, struggling. “No, no, you said you’d let her go!”

“I said no such thing. But I need some incentive to keep you in line, Whumpee, and you rather showed your hand when I threatened her life, so she stays.”

“Whumpee!” Sister screamed as she was dragged out of the tent again. “Whumpee!”

She couldn’t turn her head to see her sister be dragged away because Whumper’s grip was bruising on her face. “Go on,” he whispered. “Just cry. You used to cry so freely. Now it’s like an event.”

“Go fuck yourself, Whumper,” she hissed.

“Not when I have pretty prisoners who will do that for me,” Whumper replied softly and pressed a kiss to Whumpee’s forehead. She shuddered as he let go of her and turned to the roundtable of enemies. “I think we did great work today, here, gentlemen and gentlewomen. You’re dismissed.”

Whumpee glared at his back as he walked around the room, shaking hands and laughing, congratulating and merry with his generals. She sat in her chair, stewing over everything that happened as they filed out one by one, not even paying her a second glance, like she was nothing to them.

Only after she was certain they were all gone, half an hour after the last one had left, did she let the tears fall, unaware that Whumper watched her from the corner of the tent as she allowed herself a small weakness.

[zippidi-dooda]

"Hey, Buddy," You say with a smile as your blond haired companion opened the front door.

His furrowed brow and deepset scowl immediately shifted into a look of surprise as Kaveh saw you standing on his doorstep.

"Y-Y/N? What are you ... It's so late, why aren't you at home?"

You handed him a grocery bag and stepped inside, closing the door behind you.

"Ehh, it's been a while since we hung out so I thought I'd stop by. Plus, you've been so busy lately you've ignored all my messages, you feelin' alright?"

He let out a groan and hit his forehead with a palm, "Ah, Sorry. This last project has just been a bit much. I've been trying to finish it as fast as possible so I can just forget about it already."

You tied your hair up as you made your way to his kitchen, reaching for all the tools you'd need to make what may have been his only meal of the day.

"How did I know," you muse rhetorically. "Well, I'm sure you already know that's a bad idea, so c'mon, might as well take your break while I'm here."

The tired male ambled over, placing the bag on the counter.

"Thanks." He mumbled. "How can I help?"

You placed two glasses on the table. "I'll handle it. Just sit there and tell me what you've been up to," you lifted a large bottle of wine from out of the bag you'd brought with you.

A smile made it's way across his lips. "If I don't see to the end of my project after this, I'm blaming you."

***

A few of glasses of wine and two full plates of stew later and Kaveh was wide awake. The slouched posture and tried tone had been replaced by expressive gestures and loud declarations.

Seeing him back to his regular self made you giggle, mind hazy from the smooth red liquid running through your system, and you dopily hung on to his every word.

And Kaveh didn't mention his project the whole time, so your mission to help him out of his overworking funk was a success.

You leaned into your palm, lazy smile on your face as he continued his speech that you were partially paying attention to.

"You know for once I'd like to just cruise through life easy, right? No all-nighters, no deadlines to catch, and no responsibilities. Just the chance to enjoy the fine things in life, ya know?"

"You're almost there." You reassured.

He snorted with a roll of his eyes, "Yeah, right. You know better than anyone that's not true. It's gonna take years before I can get even a trace of that life."

"Well ... I think this is fun too. You'd get bored of the constant luxury. Having little moments to indulge yourself is probably what makes nights like this more enjoyable."

"... you're spoutin' nonsense."

You let out a laugh, tears coming to your eyes, and he laughed along with you.

"Ah ... I'm so glad I met you, Kaveh, you're ridiculous."

"The only thing that's ridiculous here is your haircut. I mean, seriously, it's flying up everywhere I don't know how you manage it," he grumbled, reaching out to pat it down.

In reality he was only making it look as he described.

"I rock this look, excuse you. Besides you look as if you just got out of bed since I got here," you countered, reaching over to muss up his hair as well.

You twirled the blond locks between your fingers for a while before your hand fell to his face.

He was warm, face flushed from the wine, skin smooth to the touch.

His crimson eyes locked with yours as you began to caress his cheek.

"... you're soft ... like a baby," you murmured beginning to pinch at his cheeks. "Widdle baybay ...."

He recoiled, reaching up to push you away. "Stap!"

You giggled, leaning over the table to reach him better. "Aw, c'mon, I don't have your flawless skin, I jus' wanna feel a lil' bit."

He immediately brought his hands up to cover his face. "Nuh uh!"

You began to coo at him, making him giggle as you tickled in attempts get him to lower his hands.

Soon, you had forgotten your whole reason for tickling him and continued on even as he moved to try and pry your hands away from his sides.

"St-stop! Haha ... I have to pee ...!" He breathed out, curling back into his chair.

You continued to giggle and laugh, neither of you noticing the soft clicking of the front door or the heavy steps approaching you.

It wasn't until you heard a deep, monotonous voice behind you that you noticed someone had entered the house.

"What are you doing up so late?"

You squeaked, banging into the edge of the table and stumbling out of your chair to hide behind Kaveh.

The blond was quiet for a moment before letting out a long groan. "Just enjoyed a nice evening for once, something I'm sure you wouldn't know about."

The man who entered took a glance at you, striking teal and red eyes not revealing a hint of what he might be thinking stopping you in you in your thoughts.

"I don't remember saying you could bring a roommate."

Kaveh scoffed, folding his arms and crossing his legs indignantly, "Oh, relax, they just came to visit is all."

The man looked back at Kaveh. "For your sake, that better be true," he turned around and headed off to his room, "keep the noise down or I'm kicking you both out."

Kaveh mouth off silently behind him in mocking.

You watched the man silently as he walked away, catching onto the way the tips of his ashen hair bounced as he walked and the jut of his muscles moving beneath the tight, black fabric of his shirt and the curves tracing down just under his spine ...

"Ugh, Alhaitham is the worst." Kaveh spat, sipping the remainder of his wine.

You went to sit back in your chair. "I've heard the stories ... hot as hell though."

Kaveh buried his face in his hands, speaking in a low tone so he wouldn't hear, "damn right."

You leaned forward to press your head against the table, hand reaching up to pat Kaveh's hair.

He looked up at you after a moment. "Y/N, why are all the cute ones such assholes?"

You shrugged. "Not all of them are."

He gave you a bored look, "really? I'll believe it when I see it."

"Mm ... you're not an asshole."

He smiled softly at you.

"... thank you." He took your hand in his, brought it down to his lips, and pressed a soft kiss to your palm.

"... what if you were my roommate? I mean, I'm sure we'd have hella more fun everyday. Plus, with you around I just might be able to tolerate that jerk a little more."

You chuckled. "Didn't he just shoot that idea down?"

"Forget that guy! It's high time I got my payback on him. Besides, as long as we mange to get rent in on time he won't have much to complain about."

"Pretty sure that's not how it works"

Kaveh sat up straight, holding both your hands in his now, and scooted closer.

"Move in with me please, save me from this misery."

It took a moment of hazed contemplation for you to nod along.

A tired smirk made its way across your lips, "Got the paperwork lyin' around?"

[daddyhausen]

may I request 43 + 49 from the nsfw prompts list with Kenny Omega, if that is alright with you? hope you’re having a gorgeous day / night wherever you may be, dear! 🖤

• headcannon — kenny omega •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { kenny omega masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, semi-public sex, oral sex { male receiving }, face fucking / throat fucking, male orgasm, throatpie

{ word count } — 408

{ pairing } — fem!reader x kenny omega

{ genre } — smut

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{ 43 } — are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop

{ 49 } — we can’t do that here!

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with a death grip clasped around his wrist

twisting and turning through a maze of never-ending hallways and dead ends 

the arena seemed like one of those halls of mirrors you find at amusement parks 

finally giving up. settling in the small broom closet

his back pressed against the lock door, lips accepting your feverish kisses

the palm of your hand pushing hard against his cock 

“please…” you whimpered, so desperate and needy for his touch 

“we can’t do that in here!” he bellowed through a whisper yell

a slight groan in pleasure following 

“i can’t wait for another two months… “ you mentioned, this only being the first time you’d seen him in a couple of months due to his schedule 

only surprising him at the very last moment after his match 

his skin still slick and clammy with sweat 

you could not last another minute without him 

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“please kenny, i’m begging” already dropping to your knees before him

he gave a half-hearted sigh, beginning to pry down the waistband of his ring gear

your movements were feverish, so cock-deprived 

hands instantly reaching around his shaft 

pumping him as your tongue drew circles around his tip

the appendage flattening at the underside of his cock

tracing this thick vein that pulsed under the skin 

“fuck, princess-“

kenny pressed his back up against the door, biting his bottom lip in an attempt to silence himself 

your cheeks hollowed as you took him deeper

comfortably nestling him in the back of your throat, remaining still for the moment to try and gage his response

his hand instantly found its way into your hair

slowly pushing himself further down your throat 

with an occasion buck of his hips, loving the way you gag around his size

“nice and deep, baby. that’s it”

his grunts muffled in his throat, trying his best not to add onto the noise the both of you were already making 

he was quick to cum, without warning as he filled your throat 

keeping his cock firmly down your throat, savouring the way it tightened around his shaft with each gasping breath you gave  

the sounds of your chokes and sputtering was pure music to his ears

“well, since you're already here. why don’t we go back to the hotel and i’ll give you what you’ve missed out on. how does that sound, princess?”

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[elle-oh-ell3]

TWO EDITS IN ONE DAY BAYBAY

i present: jack womanifold <33

[edgessunflower]

Poly Masterlist

Divider credits to @sweetxmelody

👀 - Smut

💣 - Angst

🪴 - Marijuana

🤰🏻 - Pregnancy

🌻 - Fluff

We love you 🌻/👀

It's time to love and I don't care 🌻/💣/👀

I fell in love with both of you 💣/🌻

Let us show our love for you 👀/🌻

What love is 👀/🌻

My reasons 💣/🌻

Lifetime love 👀/🌻

Not how I wanted to tell you 🌻/💣

Heated affection 👀/🌻/🪴

Other side of love 🌻/👀

New purpose 🌻/💣

Three of a duck 🌻

Stoned out 🪴/🌻

I couldn't leave her alone 🌻

Extra care 🌻/💣

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You are never alone 👀/🌻

Sweet surprise 🌻/🤰🏻

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My boys 🌻

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In the dark chaos 🌻

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Royal rumble aftermath 💣/🌻

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My teddy bears 🌻

Night of passion 👀/🌻

Soft kisses 🌻

We're on and by your side🌻/💣

Three's company 🌻/🪴

Snow fight 🌻

Wellness care 💣/🌻

Second chance 🌻/👀

Our girl baybay 💣/🌻

Nothing but beautiful 💣/🌻

Waves 💣

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Caramel apple 🌻

I got two girls 🌻/💣

Lost but found 💣/🌻

Soothing touches 🌻/💣

Together 🌻/👀

All we do 🌻/💣

Not damaged 💣/👀/🌻

So I can kiss both of you anytime I want 🌻

Love to love you 🌻/👀

Too warm 👀/🌻

Heckler 🌻/💣

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Energy burst 🌻

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Affection 🌻

Low energy 🌻

Sleep in 🌻

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Always looking down 🌻/💣

Little ones 🌻

Skin to skin 🌻

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Under the weather 🌻

Still have a family 💣/🌻

Yellow 🌻

Snow angels 🌻

Hair day 🌻

Just wanna feel safe 🌻/💣

Nocturnal 🌻

[hekateinhell]

I'm always thinking about the ways other characters describe Armand vs how he describes himself. They all seem to agree on the basics (angelic, ethereal, radiant, Boticelli angel, most beautiful boy alive/among the undead, etc.), but what can I say I love nitpicking 😌My findings are as follows:

Marius: the only one who describes Armand as actually having slavic features, I believe he uses the phrase "sharp" to describe his high cheekbones ("sharp yet delicate" or something along those lines). By the time I read B&G I had already read all of the previous books in the series (up until that point) so this is what stood out to me the most and I rarely see people mentioning it! And it might be one of my favorite descriptions of Armand ever, you can actually feel just how astonishing his beauty is. Had Marius so thoroughly shook.

Lestat: Angel boy, angel mouth, cherub, so beautiful it's stupid, this is SURELY what love/desire must feel like, "I just beat the shit out of him and I should probably kill him but GOD HE'S SO FUCKING PRETTY I CAN'T". PRINCESS AT THE BALL. NOT ONE BUT TWO PRINCESSES. Also calls him a "sad(?) waif" which is fucking hilarious when you consider Armand is later like "I'm not a fucking waif" but Lestat definitely called him one in TVL AND YOU KNOW WHAT. I BELIVE HIM!!!! I do 😌

Louis: Simple yet undeniable beauty, seductive asf, got him horny and in bad parent mode in record time yet ever the gentleman, he only used the most sophisticated adjectives to describe him. I would have LOVED to have gotten more stuff from Louis POV post-IWTV, specially because Anne did a bit of a retcon when it came to Armand's looks (iirc Louis described his hair as being straight??? Though his hair was always auburn). I wanna know what Louis thinks of Armand as we all know and love him pls 🤧

Daniel: hottest bitch alive, can't even think straight because of how horny I am all the time. Even when I'm tryna talk shit about him I CAN'T because he's so fucking hot, dammit (paraphrasing but "he looked normal... if you call looking this fucking hot normal 🥵"). Props for mentioning how cute/dorky/human his laugh is and how pretty he looks when his hair falls on his face AND how effortlessly stunning he looks with long OR short hair. Daniel never recovered from this, obviously.

In summary: he's a teeny tiny pretty baybay 🥲🤏 but will also awaken kinks you didn't even know you had 🥵🥵🥵 15/10 would hit again except Lestat yk

Armand, in TVA: HOLD😠THE FUCK😠 UP😠. I'M NO WAIF. I'M STRONG AND ATHLETIC AND MARIUS' LANKY ASS LOOKED FUNNY AS HELL WHEN HE CARRIED ME UP AND DOWN THE STAIRS AT THE PALAZZO. YOU HEAR THAT LESTAT 😡 I'M NO. FUCKING. WAIF. But also wow I'm hot 🥵 even as I laid dying jfc no wonder why everyone in Venice hit it 🥲🤏

Would love to hear your thots 💭 as usual xoxo DA ❤️

DA, my love! ♥️

I was stewing on this for an entire (hectic) day because I think about it a lot — almost all of Anne's vampires appear to fall within the conventional range of attractive but she really went overboard with Armand and the sheer amount of prose dedicated to his ethereal, captivating, otherworldly appearance.

Marius really said: 'abandoned angel' while Lestat went, 'Cinderella at the ball'. And you're correct, Lestat does call Armand a waif in TVL in one of my favorite passages:

"Grotesque he seemed, among all the candles and the swimming colors of the flat, this filthy waif of the netherworld, and yet his beauty held sway. He hadn't needed the shadows of Notre Dame or the torchlight of the crypt to flatter him."

I do generally default to waif meaning skinny and unhealthy, but I looked it up and it also means 'a homeless, neglected or abandoned person, especially a child'; which ties into how Lestat thought of Armand as an orphan:

[...] this quiet and forceful one, the one who would survive, no matter how the orphan in him wept.

That's my all-time favorite Armand description btw. 🥹

Since we're talking TVL, I'll refer back to what you said about IWTV, which was published almost an entire decade earlier! Armand was in his 20s in the original IWTV short story, and therefore his appearance isn't described as having all the exceedingly youthful qualities that are later endowed to him in TVL and onwards. Here's a few examples from Louis in IWTV:

"I had a strong sense of him [Armand] then, the separate being that he was, the calm and collected creature with the straight auburn hair and the large, sometimes melancholy eyes [...]."

"I looked at Armand, at his large brown eyes in that taut, timeless face [...].

"[...] Armand was beautiful and simple, and no intimacy with him would ever have been repellent."

So I think the descriptions we're given does a paint a more mature physical image than TVL-era Armand. TVL is also the first time we're given Armand's mortal age as being 17 years old. If you've read CoSB, which Anne wrote in between IWTV and TVL, some of my friends and I have this theory that she based Armand's later physical characteristics off of the character Alexi (a young sex slave). 🫣

Marius's first impression of Armand:

And there I saw beauty, beauty which has always been my downfall, beauty as in Pandora, as in Avicus, as in Zenobia, as in Bianca, beauty in a new and celestial form. Heaven had cast down upon this stone floor an abandoned angel, of auburn curls and perfectly formed limbs, of fair and mysterious face.

I reached down to take him by the arms and I lifted him, and I looked into his halfopened eyes. His soft reddish hair was loose and tangled. His flesh was pale and the bones of his face only faintly sharpened by his Slavic blood.

In universe I attribute this distinction to Armand's Slavic features to the fact that he was a malnourished little thing when Marius saved him from the brothel. It makes sense that the bone structure in his face would be more defined versus after Armand's been living well in Venice for a couple years, becoming in his own words, 'a plump and juicy young man'. Lestat describes Armand's cheeks as going 'apple-perfect' when he smiles in MtD, meaning that they're full and rounded, Armand still has that fat in his face.

I agree with you — I would have loved to see more of Armand from Louis's POV post-IWTV, once Anne had fully settled on what his character would be like! But here's a line from Louis to Armand in TVA that tells us this much:

"And like a dream, you've come back. We all had inklings of it, wild whispers that you'd been seen in New York, as handsome and vigorous as you ever were. But I had to lay eyes on you to believe it."

'Handsome and vigorous' is how post-IWTV and pre-PL (Trinity Gate era) Louis describes Armand!

TVA is definitely not everyone's favorite VC novel, but it is mine, because it's the only one where we get to see inside Armand's head. And it's an excellent example of how differently we see ourselves, even superficially, compared to how others see us.

There's also a concept that I see play out a lot irl that basically dictates that oftentimes our brains tend to freeze people as they were when we first met them and this can be a difficult perception to break. A notion that perhaps can be applied here, for example: Marius first saw Armand as this angelic, broken child and Lestat first saw him as this being that's simultaneously horrifying and beautiful and begging him for his guidance. In contrast, Louis and Daniel meet Armand in a position of power and possibility that doesn't waver until further down the line. Armand is a different person to each one of them (just like how none of us are exactly the same nor seen exactly the same by anyone in our lives).

What is interesting too is the parallel between Lestat and Daniel using words like grotesque, awful, loathsome (in addition to the beautiful, captivating, angel, etc) in TVL and QotD re: Armand. And yet Armand is someone whom they both love and find themselves attracted to (for Lestat it's been an ongoing thing for 200 years and he can't figure out what to do about it - let us never forget 'good to embrace, good to love').

One of the key differences to me here is that Daniel romanticized vampirism and Lestat romanticized humanity and they're at opposite sides of the spectrum at these respective points in time. Lestat was a newborn vampire who was turned against his will and then almost immediately stumbled upon a cult of Satan worshippers advertising the worst that vampirism has to offer. Yes, Daniel did have to run for dear life for a good while there but in comparison he saw a much better side of Armand than Lestat ever did in Paris, no contest.

A final thing that stands out when I think about all this is how alluring all of them find Armand, and yet he spends so much of his life either alone, pinning, or losing whatever connection he might have had to those he loves. And this can be said for Marius and Lestat as well but it's just the juxtaposition of Anne making Armand this insanely bewitching, seductive creature to virtually all he encounters, but things rarely play out in his favor in that regard, and then when they do, they don't last.

(Until PL trilogy, you know what - thank fuck for those three books, it was rough being an Armand girlie back in the day and never knowing what happened to him after the events of B&G and Merrick, just absolutely horrendous).

[ghoulvillainous]

Long time no see!

Have no use for this account so I’ll post Villainous OCs here!

Let’s start with… this one.

Picrew Maker used:

Name: William [Bill]

Nicknames: Bam Bailey, BayBay

Age: Mid 20s

Gender: Trans Man

Nationality: Scottish

Birthday: 20th June

Affiliations: P.E.A.C.E (Formerly), Unnamed Vigilante Group (Currently)

Personality: Eccentric, Energetic, Can be a bit Dangerous

Family: Dr F (Dad), Mama Chilly (Stepmom), Artemis (Stepsibling), Unknown Biological Mom and Stepsiblings, Oceana (Cousin)

Backstory: William was born in Scotland and was raised as a lab assistant to his dad. A villain attack killed his mother and the villains took his older sister when he was two. His dad remarried and had four other children, two of which were taken away by villains when William was seven. From that day, William trained to be a hero as well as a lab assistant, transitioned to a man at thirteen, and joined P.E.A.C.E when he was seventeen. He most recently left and joined his dad’s vigilante group with his younger brother Artemis, and cousin Oceana.

[lostfan23]

reddit: Way back in 2010, 16-year old me and my sister threw a "Lost Party" a few days before the series finale. We went so hard with the decorations! Thought you might enjoy some old pics.

""Way back in 2010, 16-year old me and my sister threw a "Lost Party" a few days before the series finale. We went so hard with the decorations! Thought you might enjoy some old pics.

Mello-Knight: Cosplay was encouraged and one friend showed up with a pillow stuffed up her shirt. We decorated the outside with tiki torches and bamboo. We ate fish biscuits (cookies), John Locke's "boars in a blanket," and "Keamy's good (deviled) eggs." We played "Capture Claire's Baby," and in order to win you had to scream MY BAYBAY!!! when crossing the line. We also divided our friends into two teams and had a trivia-scavenger hunt (Team Jacob vs. Team Man in Black). Team Jacob won Apollo bars. Thanks for all the amazing memories, Lost!EDIT: Accidentally wrote Mars bars instead of Apollo bars, oops. Thank you all for the kind comments, they've made me smile so much!""

https://www.reddit.com/r/lost/comments/152kybd/way_back_in_2010_16year_old_me_and_my_sister/

[saltyxtides]

MONTGOMERY WARDEYN.

She was acting overjoyed with the simple gifting.

“Aw. Flowers. Picked fresh and stolen from the yard just for me. Now that’s the BayBay I know. Risking your little bit o’ welfare just for me. Ohhhh. You could have gotten in trouble for this one.”

She held them to her nose as she leaned her head against his shoulder ever so sweetly fawning over it with great dramatics, a sentimental affair like no other.

Pink was her favorite. Absolutely. So that was a win. Rock candy was a golden touch. She almost wondered if Bayden made it himself because that actually seemed like a project he might do in the kitchen, but didn’t ask. She’d check for a store bought label later. He’d pulled out his mother’s credit card at Christmas which was a rare affair of it’s own. It let her know he and their mother were back in good spoiled standing if he was allowed to use it. Monty liked to keep track of these things. Having any access while in lock up was a big deal. So the fact that he did again at Christmas was something Monty noted. It felt like maybe their worlds were getting back to normal after the big blow up and she wondered if it was even possible. Monty saw that as a good sign.

“Thank you. So sweet of you to go out of your way for me. I love how much you love me. I love you too.”

She was leaning there ever so seemingly happy and overjoyed by the whole exchange when her brother changed up attitude on her.

Not in the mood? Fake dance?

If this were on a scene in a show a scratched record sound would have split the scene and brought everything to a halt.

Since when doesn’t her brother want to dance with her on Valentine’s Day?

“Uh oh.”

She hugged him tighter.

“Someone’s holding something in again. What mood? What happened? Talk to me.” Her hand started to pat his tummy. “Who was mean to you this time? I’ll fix them. No dance with my brother will ever be fake.”

Then she looked up from his shoulder right into his face and patted his cheek. “If that doctor mom has griping over you is giving you too much homework again I’ll go give him another good case of dysentery. Give him a high fever. See how he likes seeing things that aren’t there. I’ll get you out of whatever he assigned for at least another week or two and you haven’t even looked at your big basket from me yet.” She turned and pointed at his Valentine’s gift trying to cheer him up.

Monty would in no way believe Bayden meant fake dance as a real jab against her. It was their tradition to do this dance every year. So not doing it would confuse her and make her think something was seriously wrong with Bayden. It would make her worry for him right after such nice gifting which made her believe he and she were fine. So it would lead her to believe something was wrong elsewhere that was dampening his mood.  

Then she tilted her head in the other direction still looking him dead on in the face thinking of him wanting to hurry along home. “Or is this about mother?” She smoothed the hair around his ears. “I got you all worried about her now mentioning the gin, didn’t I? She’s a grown up Bay. She’ll be okay. She’s made it this far. Stay present. Right now’s about me, what you gave me, and how much I love you for that, and how I got a basket full of all your faaaaaaaaaaavorites. Come on. You love dancing. All you ever do is whine there’s no real girls here to dance with. Come on. You made up this tradition and told me I would be an evil witch and wanted to curse me green with warts if ever I refused. Remember? No way I’m letting you out of it now if I have to puppeteer you myself, just in case you suddenly get a burst of unused bottled magic. I’m not letting that be the first spell that casts out of you.”

She laughed trying to lighten Bayden up, but she was serious. Later bloomers with magic were sometimes known to happen.    

( @montywonmom​ )

       BAYDEN’S sisters current state was a privilege she took for granted.

       Watching as they continued to c o o over her little surprise’s, as the least they can say is Bayden’s sister looked overjoyed with such simple gifts.  Literally had to execute the risk they had to put in to the gift out loud.  It didn’t take much to entertain herself, which was a small blessing considering the circumstances of having to live, breathe, && act as BAYDEN W a r d e y n.

       The dramatics, the act of sentimental affairs, no wonder Bayden was confused at times.  It was like Bayden understood his sister was a WACK-j o b, but they could see why it was a battle to distinguish what’s reality && what’s easier to look the other way because they were tied by blood.  Not fully, but still tied && anchored to one another by DR. W a r d e y n at least.  Especially when his issues flare up, the definition of what’s real && what’s not has it’s own emotional toll.

       “I’m glad you like it.”  They replied genuinely relieved that they passed the test, putting there arm around her shoulder, giving her the faintest of a side embrace.  Every second counted && they didn’t want to linger to long, not sure what MONTGOMERY W a r d e y n was made of.  Pulling away in mere seconds lazily, as they still had to act a little like Bayden, The Older Brother.

       Despite the scratch-record misgivings, they stayed silent glad it wasn’t a full fire-works of dramatics from Montgomery.  They couldn’t run from a psychopath’s whims.  But if they could avoid it, then they’ll face it head-on. There's no way it's going to get the better of them.  It just wasn’t going to happen.

       Reflexively grasping Montgomery’s elbow gently halting her from touching Bayden’s stomach, releasing her elbow effortlessly.  The sheer soreness from vigorous military's muscular strength they spent time doing to build Bayden's endurance trials, && to test Bayden’s own endurance through insomnia-esque late nights.  

       Gaining hope, or some traction to achieve lighter dosages on certain pills in his plethora of pills Bayden takes on the daily.  Performing for six consecutive nights, resting completely one day per week.  Has it helped?  No.  All there was to show for all that effort was a lame 6 pack, && a lot of there time wasted in Bayden.  Girls where just very different from boys.

       Bayden’s face twisted into a scowl.  “Why does it matter if I don’t feel like dancing?  Fake.  Not fake.  Can’t we just not do it this year.”

       Sighing, as they frowned.  Wondering how close Bayden really was to Montgomery.  They can’t say they knew everything about Bayden to act like him, if this was some moment to be vulnerable or not, but it seems from listening to her babble on what she think’s is happening, his younger sister also carried on the weird trait in the WARDEYN f a m i l y.  The only normal one, out of the three to choose from was DR. W a r d e y n. For now . . .  Anything can happen with this damn family.

       “You really aren’t going to stop until you get something out of me?”  

       Rolling there eyes, they couldn’t listen to Montgomery anymore.  As much as they couldn’t take the little touches, from the fact she tried to touch his stomach to the way she’d brush down the sides of his hair.

       “I appreciate your concern Monty, I really do, but there’s nothing to talk about.  I’m just feeling overwhelmed && anxious about something going on in my personal life.  Thanks for offering to help, but I think I need to work through this on my own for now.” 

        “Monty!  Someone drowns in a tub nearly every day in America-”  taking on a serious tone, obviously, that was the que, placing there hands underneath Montgomery’s arms && easily lifting her off there lap placing her down beside them as they where getting up. 

       “-BuT nOt ToDaY sAtAn!  Not my mom. No sir.”  As the amount of sass, && effort to make that so cringe was worth it.

       Placing there hands in there pockets as they where already walking off.  

       “Stay present?  Girrrl, we gotta get you outa here.  Nobody has time to dance in a Asylum when Prince Charming’s waiting for the worst Valentines of his life.  The earlier the better.  So the paramedics can make it on time, you know Monty?  You’re Valentine’s date doesn’t know he’s going to be an organ donor by the end of date.”  A dramatic whistle.

       “It’s all fun && games until you start playing sports sis.  Why mom’s staying with me tonight.  She get’s it.” 

       Not bothering to illuminate or fabricate the gifts Montgomery got for Bayden mattered, because in a way, they didn’t.  Because in some way Montgomery was worried about the wrong things.

       “Oh, by the way Monty.  This might come as a shock to you, but I’ve danced with a real girl before.  Words can't describe.”  

       What a tweaker she was!  A tweaker && a drunk on Valentines Day. Odd to say they missed Bayden right then && there.  Only what there putting Bayden through, the real Bayden, they didn’t deserve it.  Much how Rowan didn’t deserve it either.  There friendship was probably to far gone even if they found a way to fix things.  

[danwhobrowses]

My Highlights of Full Gear 2023

And we're back with the wrestling.

Full Gear has a lot of moving pieces looking to build; a variety of title matches, grudge matches and friends fighting one another.

Let's see how what I enjoyed

Spoilers for the PPV of course

Buy In

Stoke staring daggers at Eddie while the crowd still pops for him

'He listens to anime soundtracks' - okay Stokely's a heel in my mind now anime soundtracks slap

In wrestling lore, Anne Hathaway is Stokely's adopted sister XD

That overhead belly to belly into the turnbuckle was so fucking clean

GOODNESS that guitar crack into Sonjay (for a retired backroom staff member Sonjay always takes a lot of bumps)

Ortiz and Eddie together makes me wonder, Santana for next ROH champ?

Eddie's commemorative popping the crowd with Renee - but he was too busy cussing out Stoke to cuss out RJ

I think we don't appreciate enough that the Blackpool Combat Club as a faction exist outside of alignment; all four dabble in heels and yet Claudio is the face against Buddy, Bryan is a face for the Continental Classic, but Mox and Yuta are heels against OC and HOOK (surprised we didn't have a FTW title match here)

This match slaps as well, Claudio and Mr Rhea Ripley are just not human

Cheeky Nandos Kick foreshadowing

Gunns' entrance still slaps, it's perfect and it also elevates BCG when they use it together

In this house we chant 'JOE!' repeatedly

MJF with 365 days on his robe

LA Lakers attire too

'I'm a poor' sign - who isn't these days bud?

Gunns have been flying around everywhere in this match

ADAM COLE BAYBAY!

Leg injury angle adds to the drama too

Main Card

Starting with a big trios match

A fucking children's choir doing Christian Cage's entrance (with a new tron)

I mean 'he comes more often than herpes' is apt for Ric Flair

Adam Copeland with Darby's paint, and those coats

Crowd continuing Metalingus

You can tell when two wrestlers have trained together, the synergy is there

Darby, just. Why?

Darby Allin loves his spine as much as Kota Ibushi loves his neck

He's climbing Everest AFTER THIS???

Nick Wayne's heel development is almost as good as Dominik Mysterio's I must admit

Clever from Christian climbing under the ring to sweep Adam and then lure Sting out to give Darby no options

It was of course a tease, but it was probably wise to keep Copeland and Christian apart all match, save it for Revolution or Winter is Coming

Sting getting an ovation

It felt quite rushed, but OC going over was the right call

I like that Shida has been using a lot of colour to counter Toni's black and white

Kingston putting his titles on the line definitely raises the stakes for the Continental Classic

Brody and Bill staring each other down at the start of the match

MEAT Chants are still alive

Malakai just flung that ladder into Cash

Suicide Dive into a Ladder!?

Red Hart, Sky Blue and Purple Cobras

Hart still has an amazing moonsault

That was a great snap for Code Blue

I thought Sky would take it but good for Julia

Billy Boy Bird is All Elite and he still has Elevated Bruv

Swerve gets the Nana Dance with a trope Entrance

Hangman didn't even wait for the Entrance

I've been guilty of stapling myself in my youth (I didn't realise the 'metal face' is what makes the ends bend and wanted to see for myself) so I know that hurts like a motherfucker

He's fucking drinking his blood!

Swerve's Killshot instincts have awakened

DVD on a Cinder Block!

PILEDRIVER ON THE TOP OF THE BARRICADE!?

TOMBSTONE ON A BARBED WIRE CHAIR!

I do love that spot when someone beats 10 by rolling out the ring (this time dragged)

And the Chain comes back

I don't think you can't call that a match, that was a WAR

GIVE THAT MAN A BELT, GIVE THAT MAN THE WORLD TITLE BELT

Omega selling a story with sentiment

Kenny you need to rename it something other than 'You Can't Escape' because buddy they can escape

Bucks did the low blow

Jericho kicked out of the BTE Trigger

Choices of V Trigger

Matt Jackson OWA

BCG with the mocking limp

MJF with the ambulance return spot

Jay White's heel work has been great throughout

Nigel literally hiding in the corner

The table collapsed and Max hit the elbow drop anyway on pure ground

TOPE CUTTER!?

Conclusion There was a lot of great wrestling on this card.

However, between the opener and the TBS title match it did feel like some matches were very rushed; OC/Moxley was a complete sprint, same with Storm/Shida, and the Ladder Match felt rather messy to try and contain all the spots they wanted. Also TK seriously, I get Toni has done a massively over reinvention but I am begging you to let Shida successfully defend a title in front of a PPV crowd, for god's sake man.

I didn't quite like the Jets beating the Bucks either, with Ibushi signed there's not much reason for their team to exist and now they have an anytime tag title shot. I guess it does end Kenny's PPV losing streak but still.

And I must say I was on the fence about the Main Event, I get using drama to narrate the match but the leg injury did end up weakening Jay White's very strong build that he couldn't beat a one-legged MJF, and too much shenanigans leave that for every Roman Reigns defense in the last year (all 5 of them).

But on the plus side, some amazing storytelling, some electrifying spots, the TBS championship being given to a young and deserving talent, and just an all timer brutal war of a match. It's not the strongest of AEW's current strong PPV runs but it's still pretty damn strong.

Match of the Night: Texas Death Match Best Entrance: The Patriarchy's children's choir just beats the Nana Dance trope Best Attire: Sting, Darby and Adam Copeland just ekes out Statlander's Globogym Purple Cobras outfit Best Performance: Hangman/Swerve tied Spot of the Night: So much of the Texas Death Match could've gone on here but I'm giving it to MJF's over the top rope and out the ring cutter because I did not see that coming

[bayisdying]

Second Chance at Love|Chapter One|Decisions

Delilah Shadley isn't sure she still believes in soulmates and true love. She has her daughter Baylie and that's all she needs anymore. Until one day she meets William Steele and it's like the universe is telling her that maybe just maybe she's getting a second chance.

Tagging the besties: @dragon-kazansky @starlit-epiphany @callmemana @mrsjaderogers @gracespicybradshaw @kloofspeaks @notyoursbutlewis @roosterscockpit @askmarinaandothers @ladylanera

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After that first meeting, it became a part of her week. Every Thursday she would leave work a little early and head to the bar for one drink while William got ready for the after work crowd. She enjoyed his company, but she hadn't told him yet that the reason she only had one drink was the little girl waiting for her. One Thursday her pager goes off, she barely checks it thinking it's one of her lawyers until she sees the babysitters code word.

"Can I borrow the phone?" She asked William hurriedly and he nods. He watches as she panic dialed a series of number and taps her foot waiting for an answer.

"Hey Sarah, what's wrong?"

"She threw up? Does she have a fever? Shit okay."

"Yeah I'll be right there."

She hangs the phone up and rushes back around the bar to gather her things.

"What's her name?"

Delilah pauses and looks at him, did she really want him to know? She has a quick battle in her mind before responding, "Baylie. Her name is Baylie."

"Well I hope she's okay."

She smiles lightly, "I think it's just her being dramatic and wanting her mommy."

"I don't blame her."

"Smooth."

"I'm trying my best Delilah."

"I'll see you next week."

As she reaches the door she looks back at William as he wipes down the bar, he's a good man she tells herself. But she isn't the only one she has to worry about, if she didn't have Baylie? She would've jumped him that first day. Now here they were weeks later and nothing more than friendly conversation and the occasional flirting. She makes her way to her car, she has to get to her daughter.

The separation anxiety started not long after the girl figured out her Dada wasn't coming back. Baylie hadn't even been a year old yet, but the girl was smart. Too smart, if you asked Delilah. It's why she only went to Sarah, an old trusted friend of Delilah's, to be watched while her mom went to work.

When the car pulls up Delilah sees Baylie sitting in the window, she waves as she gets out of the car.

"Mommy!" The girl squeals as she launched herself into her mother's outstretched arms.

"I'm sorry for calling you D. She just kept getting sick, and she feels a little feverish so I don't think she's just missing you." Sarah teases a little.

"It's okay, I missed my girl anyways." Delilah kisses her daughter's forehead before walking back down the driveway to their car. Baylie waves to Sarah from over her mom's shoulder.

"Did you miss me Baybay?"

Baylie nodded.

"I missed you too."

On the drive home she passes the bar, there aren't many more cars in the parking lot. She wonders if William is busy, if she walked in with Baylie if he would want to meet her. Is that even what she wanted? She wasn't sure.

Jerald "Jerry" Coleman had done a number on her heart, and for two years now it had been just her and the tiny human they'd created together. They'd met in college through a mutual friend, at a party. Not even three months later they'd gotten that positive pregnancy test and their lives changed trajectory forever. Delilah hadn't wanted kids, well not until she was established in her career and married. But when they placed Baylie in her arms for the first time? Her entire life made sense, that everything she had ever done led her to that tiny bundle of pink.

They'd made it work for about six months, but she could feel him pulling away from them. They were young, still in school, barely making it by.

Baylie had just turned ten months when he up and left. He'd gotten his degree and left them both in the dust. Delilah had cried, but only when her daughter was asleep. She refused to cry in front of Baylie, her daughter would only see her as strong.

They got home and Baylie was still not feeling the greatest so Delilah gave her a quick bath then got her wrapped up in her favorite pj's, the blanket with Barbie on it, and the stuffed bunny she had gotten last Easter that she adored.

Then the two cuddled on the couch instead of getting anything done. Delilah brought home more than she wanted to, but trying to make her way in the world of lawyers was hard when you were the only single parent. Baylie was fast asleep in her arms, and though she knows her child is a heavy sleeper she doesn't move her just yet. She holds her a little tighter, one day she will be too old to cuddle with her Mommy and stuffed bunny. So for now, Delilah took all the snuggles she could get, falling asleep herself.

-----

Across town, at his bar William was trying his best to get the pretty lawyer out of his head. He knew now that she had a kid, a daughter. He figured there had to be something about the woman who came in every Thursday, he expected a husband though he never saw a ring.

He definitely hadn't seen kid being the secret. He had watched as her face changed as she talked to whoever had her kid. When she heard she was sick.

"You thinking about your ghost girl?" Leah, his fellow bartender asked teasing.

"I swear she's real Leah, and I found out more about her today. She has a kid."

"A kid? Damn I don't think the legend said anything about the lovers having a kid." She laughs.

"Are you done now?"

"Nope." Leah pops the "p".

When William bought the building he had learned all about the legends of the two lovers who supposedly haunted the place. His realtor had even tried to persuade him to pick any other building for his bar and pool hall. But he just felt drawn to the building, plus the fact that there was an apartment above it had helped his decision. No need to buy a house when you can just buy an entire building instead. He fixed it up nicely, and he was making his place in this town. Of course, it hadn't been more than a few weeks after opening that he met Delilah and now he couldn't get her out of his mind.

She was beautiful, funny (though she had a very dry sense of humor), smart, and personable. He knew she was a lawyer, but not a partner because the men she worked with made her do scut work, he knew she always had at least two romance novels in the briefcase she carried everywhere. He knew that she only drank one Coors bottle every Thursday night while sitting at his bar. And now? He knew she had a daughter. A daughter named Baylie. Was that a deal breaker? He wasn't sure.

-----

When Delilah woke up, the weight of her child laying on her organs was a friendly reminder that she wasn't alone. She kisses her daughter's cheek before moving her enough to get out from under her. She re-tucked Baylie and her bunny in with the blanket and headed to the bathroom.

She looked in the mirror as she washed her hands. She couldn't get involved with William, she decided that. She couldn't parade a man around Baylie, she wouldn't do it to her girl. She needed stability, she needed her Mom to be a good role model, and she needs to see her Mom be strong.

"She also deserves to see her Mom happy, and you deserve to be happy." Delilah thinks.

But no, she would stop going out on Thursday afternoons, she'd pick Baylie up from Sarah earlier and take her to the park or the zoo or anywhere else she couldn't think of right now.

-----

William finally locked up the bar at three in the morning and turned down the lights as he headed up the staircase to the apartment. He took a quick shower to get the smell of alcohol off of him and as he stood in the mirror he decided it wasn't a deal breaker. He hadn't ever thought about having kids, but a kid couldn't be too hard, right? He was practically a babysitter to drunk adults seven nights a week, right?

Next Thursday, he would tell her that. That he wanted to see where this went, that maybe it could end up being something awesome. He would even get a stuffed animal or something for Baylie to prove how serious he was.

-----

Of course, fate would make it where it would be a few weeks before their paths crossed again.

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[laneofstories]

Hello!! My name is Jifte Piedad Juntilla, I am 17 years old and I was born on June 29, 2007 in barangay Balas, Aurora, Zamboanga del Sur. But for now, I am currently living in Purok 1 Baybay Triunfu Ozamiz City. My mother's name is Elizabeth Bacasmas Piedad, and my father's name is Alberto Amazon Juntilla. I like instruments such as guitar, piano, drum and bass guitar, I also like online and offline games, movies and anime. I hate sports if it is about physical activities but if it is about using critical thinking skills like chess well I love that. I also hate reading books, annoying people, bothering me while watching anime and pissing me off while doing something.

For the past two years, I've been struggling on to learn how to play guitar because all my siblings are good at it except Love Faith. One day, I asked my brother Reybert "Could you teach me how to play the guitar?" and he replied "Yes of course". He started by teaching me basic chords, like G, Em, C and D. After I got comfortable with those, he moved to barre chords, which are much more difficult than basic chords. These includes B flat, B major and minor, A sharp major and minor, C sharp major and minor, G sharp major and minor and many more. Playing these on the guitar is difficult because it hurts my hands, but since I was determined to learn I kept practicing for almost a month and I did it. Even though I'm not good as professional or experts I'm proud that I can play guitar now. It has become a way for me to express my emotions especially when I'm feeling down. Playing guitar is my remedy for sadness, and it has helped me grow emotionally.

My journey in learning the guitar shows perseverance in order for me to not give up what I want to achieve, it also shows determination. It's inspiring despite the challenges and pain as this skills used as a way to connect my emotions. This kind of skill I have now is my ability to find comfort in music. Learning and instrument can go beyond form of healing and self-expression.

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For Daniel Garcia please 🤍

• morning hour — daniel garcia •

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{ summary } — with his mind still reeling from those scandalous photos you sent to him the day before, daniel can’t help but dream of you. you decide to help him out mid-dream

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, dom!reader, submissive/dominant dynamic, mommy kink, dry humping, mentions of sexting/sending nudes, morning sex, multiple orgasms, handjobs, somnophilia, dirty talk, praise, wet dreams, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, cumshots, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, cockwarming

{ word count } — 814

{ pairing } — fem!reader x daniel garcia

{ genre } — smut

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{ 🎇— orgasm headcannon }

{ 🌄— morning sex headcannon }

{ 💌 — sending/receiving nudes headcanon }

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his small whimpers caught your attention in the early morning hours

soft moans of your name rolled of his tongue while he was mid-sleep

his cock hard against the thin fabric of his boxers, lightly dry-humping the pillow he had managed to press between his thighs

you’d been awake for a couple of hours now

unable to find sleep

it was common, not that it hindered you in anyway

you’d re-entered the bedroom to find him in this state

his phone still aglow on his nightstand with pictures you’d sent him the previous day

you peered over, glancing down at the picture

your unclothed breast, pressed together by your forearms

the swell of them accentuated in full view of the camera

nipples swollen and hard from toying with them

swiping to the next pic, the sight could not help the flood of arousal that was to follow

it was a picture of your cunt

sopping wet and glistening under the cool toned lighting of your bathroom

clit swollen and flushed with heat slightly

two fingers parting your slick folds

giving full view of your sweet pussy

it was taken right after your orgasm you believed

your juices evident and leaking down your thighs

no wonder daniel was in such a state

a pic like that would get anyone this riled up

including yourself

“mommy…” he whimpered into the sheets, grinding his cock against the pillow

a wet stain evident in the silk pillowcase

poor thing, such a needy boy

you could not help but smirk down at the sight

stripping yourself quickly as you crawled over him to your side of the bed

prying the pillow from between his thighs

the poor boy whining at the loss of friction

still lost in sleep

“shhh, puppy. mommy’s here”

you reached into his boxers freeing his cock from the elastic

hand slowly gliding up and down his shaft

the skin still slick with his cum

he gave soft, sleepy hums.

succumbing the the pleasure of your hand

“you love mommy’s pretty cunt, don’t you baby?”

he only nuzzled further into the sheets a small nod following

his mind seemed as if he were awake

responding to each question or demand you gave

yet his body remained still, only complying to your touch

“you wanna cum in mommy’s cunt? don’t you? make a mess of her pretty pussy?”

“y-yes…mommy” he breathed out through a moan, barely able to string a sentence together.

“you gotta cum for me first, puppy. can you do that for me?”

he gave another nod, hips bucking to meet your movements as your hand increased its speed

“f-fuck…” his mouth hung open with a small moan, his voice broken and hoarse

“you’re doing so well, baby boy. just a little more…”

his cock throbbed against your palm, the veins bulging under the skin

his movements became more pronounced

his whimpers and whines increased

he gave a choked moan as he spilled over

coating your knuckles in his warmth

his cum splashing up onto your breasts

his breathing settled for now, still on the edge of sleep

he awoke for a moment, unfazed by the sight of you now on top of him

lowering yourself down onto his cock

a small groan left his parted lips as you immersed him fully inside you

“shh puppy, go back to sleep, mommy needs to use your cock for a while”

and with that his eyes fluttered shut without a word

as if your voice put him in some sort of trance

he arched his back as your hips slowly began to grind against his

panting moans and yelps of pleasure whenever you’d thrust down particularly hard

his cock filling your void with such ease

“such a big cock you have, baby. mommy loves the way it fills up her tight little pussy”

“mmm…mommy…please”

“fill me up, baby boy. why don’t you breed mommy’s pussy for her, hmm?”

he gave another nod, albeit weaker than the last

you straightened your back, hips rocking back and forth on his cock

his breathing became ragged again,

panting heavily as you pussy constricted around his cock

“please…please…” he whined

“almost there puppy, hold out for me a little longer”

you bucked your hips down hard against his

his cock fully buried in your cunt

sweet juices exploded around his shaft

gushing down your thighs as you slowly swirled your hips through your orgasm

hoping to get him off quickly

“f-fuck…mommy…yes-“

his whines were cut shorts with a breathy, lust filled moan

his seed shooting up inside you accompanied by a thrust that almost knocked you into his chest

his cum leaking from your folds

his chest settling with even breaths, snuggling into you as you rested beside him

his cock still buried deep in your cunt

his head nuzzled between your breasts, sighing contently

feeling safe and warm in your embrace as the sun peaked over the horizon.

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[brookston]

Holidays 6.16

Holidays

Academy of Experience Day

Achalasia Awareness Day

Arborist Appreciation Day

Aviation Day (Armenia)

Battle of Stoke Anniversary Day

Bloomsday (James Joyce's Ulysses)

Blues Brothers Day

Captain Picard Day

Day of Third-Hand Reports and Shaky Evidence

Engineer's Day (Argentina)

Escalator Day

Father’s Day (Seychelles)

Global Health Coach Day

Hemiplegic Migraine Awareness Day

House Divided Speech Day

International Day of Biotechnology

International Day of Family Remittances (UN)

International Day of the African Child (OAU)

International Domestic Workers Day

International Waterfall Day

Jewish Trans Poetry Day

Ladies’ Day (MLB)

Marvel 616 Day

Mature Moggies Day (UK)

Mid Year Celebration (Elder Scrolls)

Mission From God Day (Blues Brothers)

Mr. Sack Day

National ASK Day

National Casey Day

National Garden Day (Canada)

National hATTR Day (Brazil)

National Jade Day

National Mohammad Day

National Morticians Day

National Richard Day

National Wear BLUE Day (for Men’s Health)

No Orange Clothes Day

Peace of Chaco Day (Bolivia/Paraguay)

Psycho Day

Scrubwomen Tea Party Day

616 Day

Sussex Day (UK)

Thyme Day (French Republic)

Transpoon Day

Tupac Shakur Day (California)

Two Million March Anniversary Day (Hong Kong)

Water Industry Workers Day (Kyrgyzstan)

Wish Fulfillment Day

Women in Space Day

World Electrosensitivity Day

World Neurodiversity Pride Day

World Refill Day

World Sea Turtle Day

World Smell Day

Youth Day (South Africa)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Cracker Jack Day

Fresh Veggies Day

National Cannoli Day

National Fudge Day

National Tortilla Day

National Turkey Lovers Day

National Vegemite Day (Australia)

National Vinegar Day

Pepsi-Cola Day

Wagashi (Japanese Sweets Day; Japan)

Independence & Related Days

Baybay City Charter Day (Philippines)

Efransa (Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]

Congress of Soviets 1st held (USSR; 1917)

3rd Sunday in June

Burghfield BoxKart Bash Day [3rd Sunday]

Dollars Against Diabetes Days end [3rd Sunday]

Family Awareness Day [3rd Sunday]

Father's Day (US) [3rd Sunday]

Health Worker’s Day (Armenia, Belarus, Kazakhstan, Moldova, Russia) [3rd Sunday]

Husband Caregiver Day [3rd Sunday]

Medical Worker Day (Russia) [3rd Sunday]

National Turkey Lovers’ Day [3rd Sunday]

Weekly Holidays beginning June 16 (3rd Full Week)

Carpenter Ant Awareness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Craft Spirits Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Forgiveness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Grasslands Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Mosquito Control Awareness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Play Catch Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Roller Coaster Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

Universal Father's Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

Wobbly Week (thru 6.22) [Week with 6.20]]

Festivals Beginning June 16, 2024

Real Men Cook (Chicago, Illinois)

Silverton Hills Strawberry Festival (Silverton Hills, Oregon)

Strawberry Festival (Assonet, Massachusetts)

Summertime Ball (Wembley Stadium, London, United Kingdom)

Sykesville Ag & Youth Fair (Sykesville, Pennsylvania) [thru 6.22]

Tony Awards (New York, New York)

Wellfleet Strawberry Festival (Wellfleet, Massachusetts)

Feast Days

Albert Chartier (Artology)

Andy Weir (Writerism)

Aurelianus of Arles (Christian; Saint)

Aureus of Mainz (and his sister Justina; Christian; Saint)

Benno (Christian; Saint) [Dresden, Munich; Germany] *

Cettin of Oran (Christian; Saint)

Curig of Llanbadarn (Christian; Saint)

Circus and Julitta (Christian; Martyrs)

The Day of Third-Hand Reports and Shaky Evidence (Shamanism)

Erich Segal (Writerism)

Equos (Celtic Book of Days)

Ferreolus and Ferrutio (Christian; Martyrs)

Frank Thorne (Artology)

George Berkeley and Joseph Butler (Episcopal Church)

Henri Richelet (Artology)

Jim Dine (Artology)

John Francis Regis (Christian; Saint)

John Linnell (Artology)

Joseph Butler, Bishop of Durham (Anglican Church)

Joyce Carol Oates (Writerism)

Lutgardis of Tongeren (a.k.a. Lutgart; Christian; Saint)

Madonna of Carmine (Christian; Saint)

Media Ver X (Pagan)

Night of a Teardrop (Ancient Egypt)

Otto Muehl (Artology)

Prayer to Frigga for Bridges and Wives Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Quriaqos and Julietta (Christian; Martyrs)

René Seyssaud (Artology)

Rotary Doozer (Muppetism)

Silver Chalice Day (Everyday Wicca)

Tychon of Amathus (Christian; Saint)

Steppenwolf Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

William Penn (Positivist; Saint)

World Day of Prayer for the Sanctification of Priests

World Meat-Free Day (Pastafarian)

Islamic Lunar Holidays

Eid al-Adha [Muslim Feast of Sacrifice] (a.k.a. ... 

Aïd el Adha (Morocco)

Aïd el Addha (Djibouti)

Aïd el Kébir (Tunisia)

Arefa (Ethiopia)

Bakarid (Nepal)

Bakri Id (India)

Corban Bairam (Sudan)

Djouldé Laihadji (Camaroon)

Eid al Adha (Afghanistan, Algeria, Bahrain, Iraq, Jordan, Kuwait, Lebanon, Oman, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, South Sudan, Syria, UAE, West Bank and Gaza, Yemen)

Eid-Al-Adha (South Sudan)

Eid-e-Qorban (Iran)

Eid ul Adha (Myanmar)

Eidul Azha (Pakistan)

Eid ul-Ad'haa (Maldives)

Eid-ul-Azha (Bangladesh)

Feast of Sacrifice (Indonesia)

Gurban Bayram (Azerbaijan)

Hari Raya Aidil Adha (Brunei)

Hari Raya Haji (Singapore)

Hari Raya Qurban (Malaysia)

Id Al Adaha (Ethiopia)

Ide el Kabir (Comoros)

Id-ul Ajad (Nepal)

Id-Ul-Alha (Sri Lanka)

Id-ul-Zuha (India)

Kurban Bayram (North Cyprus)

Kurban Bayramy (Turkey, Turkmenistan)

Tabaski (Cameroon, Mauritania, Niger, Senegal)

Orthodox Christian Liturgical Calendar Holidays

Blind Man Sunday [6 Weeks after Easter]

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 12 of 24)

Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [12 of 24]

Prime Number Day: 167 [39 of 72]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [35 of 57]

Premieres

Ancient Evenings, by Norman Mailer (Historical Novel; 1983)

Asteroid City (Film; 2023)

At San Quentin, by Johnny Cash (Live Album; 1969)

Batman Forever (Film; 1995)

Batman Returns (Film; 1992)

Bitter Sweet Symphony, by The Verve (Album; 1997)

The Blues Brothers (Film; 1980)

A Bully Romance (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1939)

Carl’s Date (Pixar Cartoon; 2023)

Cars 3 (Animated Pixar Film; 2017)

A Chilly Reception (Chilly Willy Cartoon; 1958)

Chow Hound (WB LT Cartoon; 1951)

Death in Venice, by Benjamin Britten (Opera; 1973)

Elemental (Pixar Animated Film; 2023)

Eliza on the Ice (Mighty Mouse Cartoon; 1944)

Euphoria (TV Series; 2019)

The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift (Film; 2006) [F&F #3]

First Family, by David Baldacci (Novel; 2009)

The Flash (Film; 2023)

From Bed to Worse (Ant and the Aardvark Cartoon; 1971)

Ghostbusters II (Film; 1989)

Grand Theft Auto (Film; 1977)

Grease (Film; 1978)

Half Empty Saddles (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1958)

Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard (Film; 2021)

Honky Tonk, recorded by Bill Dogged (Song; 1956)

Hot in Cleveland (TV Series; 2010)

I Forget Thee, Jerusalem (f.k.a. The Wild Palms), by William Faulkner (Novel; 1939)

Jacob’s Ladder, by Arnold Schoenberg (Oratorio; 1961)

Jubal Sackett, by Louis L’Amour (Novel; 1985)

Lilo & Stitch (Animated Disney Film; 2002)

Lou (Pixar Cartoon; 2017)

Many Tanks (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1942)

Mickey’s Steam-Roller (Disney Cartoon; 1934)

Musical Chairs (TV Game Show; 1975)

My Pal Paul (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1930)

Napoleon Bunny-Part (WB MM Cartoon; 1956)

Old Wave, by Ringo Starr (Album; 1983)

Pocahontas (Animated Disney Film; 1995)

The Postman (Film; 1995)

Psycho (Film; 1960)

The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, by David Bowie (Album; 1972)

Rough Night (Film; 2017)

Roxy Music, by Roxy Music (Album; 1972)

Shaft (Film; 2000)

Symphony in Slang (Tex Avery MGM Cartoon; 1951)

Tarzan (Animated Disney Film; 1999)

Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson (Novel; 1961)

Titan A.E. (Animated Film; 2000)

Tom Thumb’s Brother (Color Rhapsody Cartoon; 1941)

Trout Mask Replica, by Captain Beefheart (Album; 1969)

Unicorn Wars (Animated Film; 2022)

The Wizard of Oz (Musical Play; 1902)

Woodpecker in the Rough (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1952)

Today’s Name Days

Benno, Luitgard, Quirin (Austria)

Aurelije, Zlata, Zlatko (Croatia)

Zbyněk (Czech Republic)

Tycho (Denmark)

Heelia, Päive, Päivi (Estonia)

Päivä, Päivi, Päivikki (Finland)

François-Régis, Jean-François, Régis (France)

Benno, Julietta, Luitgard, Quirin (Germany)

Tichon, Tychon (Greece)

Jusztin (Hungary)

Aureliano, Ferruccio, Giuditta (Italy)

Justīne, Juta (Latvia)

Benas, Julita, Jūra, Tolminas (Lithuania)

Tiril, Torhild, Toril (Norway)

Alina, Aneta, Benon, Budzimir, Jan, Justyna, Ludgarda (Poland)

Tihon (România)

Julia (Russia)

Blanka (Slovakia)

Aureliano, Francisco, Juan (Spain)

Axel, Axelina (Sweden)

Aurel, Aurelia, Aurelio, Aurelius, Aurora, Dawn, Oralia, Orelia (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 168 of 2024; 198 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 24 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Duir (Oak) [Day 8 of 28]

Chinese: Month 5 (Geng-Wu), Day 11 (Xin-Hai)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 10 Sivan 5784

Islamic: 9 Dhu al-Hijjah 1445

J Cal: 18 Blue; Foursday [18 of 30]

Julian: 3 June 2024

Moon: 72%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 27 St. Paul (6th Month) [William Penn]

Runic Half Month: Dag (Day) [Day 8 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 90 of 92)

Week: 3rd Full Week of June)

Zodiac: Gemini (Day 27 of 31)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 6.16

Holidays

Academy of Experience Day

Achalasia Awareness Day

Arborist Appreciation Day

Aviation Day (Armenia)

Battle of Stoke Anniversary Day

Bloomsday (James Joyce's Ulysses)

Blues Brothers Day

Captain Picard Day

Day of Third-Hand Reports and Shaky Evidence

Engineer's Day (Argentina)

Escalator Day

Father’s Day (Seychelles)

Global Health Coach Day

Hemiplegic Migraine Awareness Day

House Divided Speech Day

International Day of Biotechnology

International Day of Family Remittances (UN)

International Day of the African Child (OAU)

International Domestic Workers Day

International Waterfall Day

Jewish Trans Poetry Day

Ladies’ Day (MLB)

Marvel 616 Day

Mature Moggies Day (UK)

Mid Year Celebration (Elder Scrolls)

Mission From God Day (Blues Brothers)

Mr. Sack Day

National ASK Day

National Casey Day

National Garden Day (Canada)

National hATTR Day (Brazil)

National Jade Day

National Mohammad Day

National Morticians Day

National Richard Day

National Wear BLUE Day (for Men’s Health)

No Orange Clothes Day

Peace of Chaco Day (Bolivia/Paraguay)

Psycho Day

Scrubwomen Tea Party Day

616 Day

Sussex Day (UK)

Thyme Day (French Republic)

Transpoon Day

Tupac Shakur Day (California)

Two Million March Anniversary Day (Hong Kong)

Water Industry Workers Day (Kyrgyzstan)

Wish Fulfillment Day

Women in Space Day

World Electrosensitivity Day

World Neurodiversity Pride Day

World Refill Day

World Sea Turtle Day

World Smell Day

Youth Day (South Africa)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Cracker Jack Day

Fresh Veggies Day

National Cannoli Day

National Fudge Day

National Tortilla Day

National Turkey Lovers Day

National Vegemite Day (Australia)

National Vinegar Day

Pepsi-Cola Day

Wagashi (Japanese Sweets Day; Japan)

Independence & Related Days

Baybay City Charter Day (Philippines)

Efransa (Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]

Congress of Soviets 1st held (USSR; 1917)

3rd Sunday in June

Burghfield BoxKart Bash Day [3rd Sunday]

Dollars Against Diabetes Days end [3rd Sunday]

Family Awareness Day [3rd Sunday]

Father's Day (US) [3rd Sunday]

Health Worker’s Day (Armenia, Belarus, Kazakhstan, Moldova, Russia) [3rd Sunday]

Husband Caregiver Day [3rd Sunday]

Medical Worker Day (Russia) [3rd Sunday]

National Turkey Lovers’ Day [3rd Sunday]

Weekly Holidays beginning June 16 (3rd Full Week)

Carpenter Ant Awareness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Craft Spirits Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Forgiveness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Grasslands Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Mosquito Control Awareness Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Play Catch Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

National Roller Coaster Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

Universal Father's Week (thru 6.22) [3rd Full Week]

Wobbly Week (thru 6.22) [Week with 6.20]]

Festivals Beginning June 16, 2024

Real Men Cook (Chicago, Illinois)

Silverton Hills Strawberry Festival (Silverton Hills, Oregon)

Strawberry Festival (Assonet, Massachusetts)

Summertime Ball (Wembley Stadium, London, United Kingdom)

Sykesville Ag & Youth Fair (Sykesville, Pennsylvania) [thru 6.22]

Tony Awards (New York, New York)

Wellfleet Strawberry Festival (Wellfleet, Massachusetts)

Feast Days

Albert Chartier (Artology)

Andy Weir (Writerism)

Aurelianus of Arles (Christian; Saint)

Aureus of Mainz (and his sister Justina; Christian; Saint)

Benno (Christian; Saint) [Dresden, Munich; Germany] *

Cettin of Oran (Christian; Saint)

Curig of Llanbadarn (Christian; Saint)

Circus and Julitta (Christian; Martyrs)

The Day of Third-Hand Reports and Shaky Evidence (Shamanism)

Erich Segal (Writerism)

Equos (Celtic Book of Days)

Ferreolus and Ferrutio (Christian; Martyrs)

Frank Thorne (Artology)

George Berkeley and Joseph Butler (Episcopal Church)

Henri Richelet (Artology)

Jim Dine (Artology)

John Francis Regis (Christian; Saint)

John Linnell (Artology)

Joseph Butler, Bishop of Durham (Anglican Church)

Joyce Carol Oates (Writerism)

Lutgardis of Tongeren (a.k.a. Lutgart; Christian; Saint)

Madonna of Carmine (Christian; Saint)

Media Ver X (Pagan)

Night of a Teardrop (Ancient Egypt)

Otto Muehl (Artology)

Prayer to Frigga for Bridges and Wives Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Quriaqos and Julietta (Christian; Martyrs)

René Seyssaud (Artology)

Rotary Doozer (Muppetism)

Silver Chalice Day (Everyday Wicca)

Tychon of Amathus (Christian; Saint)

Steppenwolf Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

William Penn (Positivist; Saint)

World Day of Prayer for the Sanctification of Priests

World Meat-Free Day (Pastafarian)

Islamic Lunar Holidays

Eid al-Adha [Muslim Feast of Sacrifice] (a.k.a. ... 

Aïd el Adha (Morocco)

Aïd el Addha (Djibouti)

Aïd el Kébir (Tunisia)

Arefa (Ethiopia)

Bakarid (Nepal)

Bakri Id (India)

Corban Bairam (Sudan)

Djouldé Laihadji (Camaroon)

Eid al Adha (Afghanistan, Algeria, Bahrain, Iraq, Jordan, Kuwait, Lebanon, Oman, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, South Sudan, Syria, UAE, West Bank and Gaza, Yemen)

Eid-Al-Adha (South Sudan)

Eid-e-Qorban (Iran)

Eid ul Adha (Myanmar)

Eidul Azha (Pakistan)

Eid ul-Ad'haa (Maldives)

Eid-ul-Azha (Bangladesh)

Feast of Sacrifice (Indonesia)

Gurban Bayram (Azerbaijan)

Hari Raya Aidil Adha (Brunei)

Hari Raya Haji (Singapore)

Hari Raya Qurban (Malaysia)

Id Al Adaha (Ethiopia)

Ide el Kabir (Comoros)

Id-ul Ajad (Nepal)

Id-Ul-Alha (Sri Lanka)

Id-ul-Zuha (India)

Kurban Bayram (North Cyprus)

Kurban Bayramy (Turkey, Turkmenistan)

Tabaski (Cameroon, Mauritania, Niger, Senegal)

Orthodox Christian Liturgical Calendar Holidays

Blind Man Sunday [6 Weeks after Easter]

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 12 of 24)

Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [12 of 24]

Prime Number Day: 167 [39 of 72]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [35 of 57]

Premieres

Ancient Evenings, by Norman Mailer (Historical Novel; 1983)

Asteroid City (Film; 2023)

At San Quentin, by Johnny Cash (Live Album; 1969)

Batman Forever (Film; 1995)

Batman Returns (Film; 1992)

Bitter Sweet Symphony, by The Verve (Album; 1997)

The Blues Brothers (Film; 1980)

A Bully Romance (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1939)

Carl’s Date (Pixar Cartoon; 2023)

Cars 3 (Animated Pixar Film; 2017)

A Chilly Reception (Chilly Willy Cartoon; 1958)

Chow Hound (WB LT Cartoon; 1951)

Death in Venice, by Benjamin Britten (Opera; 1973)

Elemental (Pixar Animated Film; 2023)

Eliza on the Ice (Mighty Mouse Cartoon; 1944)

Euphoria (TV Series; 2019)

The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift (Film; 2006) [F&F #3]

First Family, by David Baldacci (Novel; 2009)

The Flash (Film; 2023)

From Bed to Worse (Ant and the Aardvark Cartoon; 1971)

Ghostbusters II (Film; 1989)

Grand Theft Auto (Film; 1977)

Grease (Film; 1978)

Half Empty Saddles (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1958)

Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard (Film; 2021)

Honky Tonk, recorded by Bill Dogged (Song; 1956)

Hot in Cleveland (TV Series; 2010)

I Forget Thee, Jerusalem (f.k.a. The Wild Palms), by William Faulkner (Novel; 1939)

Jacob’s Ladder, by Arnold Schoenberg (Oratorio; 1961)

Jubal Sackett, by Louis L’Amour (Novel; 1985)

Lilo & Stitch (Animated Disney Film; 2002)

Lou (Pixar Cartoon; 2017)

Many Tanks (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1942)

Mickey’s Steam-Roller (Disney Cartoon; 1934)

Musical Chairs (TV Game Show; 1975)

My Pal Paul (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1930)

Napoleon Bunny-Part (WB MM Cartoon; 1956)

Old Wave, by Ringo Starr (Album; 1983)

Pocahontas (Animated Disney Film; 1995)

The Postman (Film; 1995)

Psycho (Film; 1960)

The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, by David Bowie (Album; 1972)

Rough Night (Film; 2017)

Roxy Music, by Roxy Music (Album; 1972)

Shaft (Film; 2000)

Symphony in Slang (Tex Avery MGM Cartoon; 1951)

Tarzan (Animated Disney Film; 1999)

Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson (Novel; 1961)

Titan A.E. (Animated Film; 2000)

Tom Thumb’s Brother (Color Rhapsody Cartoon; 1941)

Trout Mask Replica, by Captain Beefheart (Album; 1969)

Unicorn Wars (Animated Film; 2022)

The Wizard of Oz (Musical Play; 1902)

Woodpecker in the Rough (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1952)

Today’s Name Days

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J Cal: 18 Blue; Foursday [18 of 30]

Julian: 3 June 2024

Moon: 72%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 27 St. Paul (6th Month) [William Penn]

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Exploring El Nido Palawan🇵🇭🏖

El Nido Palawan is a breathtaking destination located in the Philippines. This travel essay aims to provide a comprehensive overview of El Nido, including its history, the local community, expenses, route, rules and regulations, culture, traditions, celebrations, and climate. By delving into these aspects, travelers can gain a deeper understanding of this remarkable place and plan their visit accordingly.

El Nido's history dates back thousands of years when it was inhabited by the Cuyonon people. The area was later colonized by the Spanish in the 17th century. During World War II, El Nido served as a refuge for Filipino guerillas. In recent decades, the town has transformed into a popular tourist destination due to its stunning natural beauty and pristine beaches.

The people who live in El Nido are primarily from the Cuyonon ethnic group, which has a rich cultural heritage. The Cuyonon people are known for their warm hospitality and close-knit community. Interacting with the locals provides visitors with an opportunity to learn about their customs, traditions, and way of life.

Traveling from Dumaguete to El Nido Palawan involves several expenses such as transportation, accommodation, food, and souvenirs. The exact amounts may vary depending on individual preferences and travel arrangements. As of current year, here is an approximate breakdown of expenses: Transportation, Flight from Dumaguete to Puerto Princesa: $100-$150 (round trip). Van or bus from Puerto Princesa to El Nido: $10-$15. For accomodation, Budget guesthouses or hostels: $15-$30 per night. Mid-range hotels or resorts: $50-$100 per night. Luxury resorts, $200 and above per night. For foods ,Local eateries and street food: $3-$5 per meal, mid-range restaurants: $10-$20 per meal, fine dining establishments: $30 and above per meal. For souvenirs, local handicrafts, t-shirts, and trinkets: $5-$20

The most common route to reach El Nido Palawan from Dumaguete is as follows:

Fly from Dumaguete Airport to Puerto Princesa International Airport. From Puerto Princesa, take a van or bus to El Nido town, which takes approximately 5-6 hours.

To ensure the preservation of El Nido's natural beauty, there are certain rules and regulations that visitors must adhere to. These include:

Environmental Fee: All visitors are required to pay an environmental fee of PHP 200 (approximately $4) upon arrival in El Nido. Island Hopping Tours: When participating in island hopping tours, it is essential to follow the guidelines provided by tour operators, such as not littering, respecting marine life, and avoiding damage to coral reefs. Responsible Tourism: Visitors are encouraged to practice responsible tourism by minimizing their impact on the environment, respecting local customs and traditions, and supporting sustainable initiatives.

The Cuyonon people have a vibrant culture with various traditions and celebrations. Some notable cultural aspects of El Nido include:

Festivals: The "Pangalipay sa Baybay" festival is celebrated annually in El Nido during the month of June. It showcases traditional dances, music performances, and colorful parades.

Cuisine: The local cuisine of El Nido features fresh seafood dishes such as grilled fish, kinilaw (ceviche), and seafood soups. Visitors can also try traditional Filipino dishes like adobo and sinigang.

Handicrafts: The Cuyonon people are skilled artisans known for their intricate weaving, pottery, and woodcarving. Travelers can purchase unique handicrafts as souvenirs.

El Nido Palawan has a tropical climate characterized by two seasons: the dry season (November to April) and the wet season (May to October). The dry season is the peak tourist season, offering sunny days and calm waters, while the wet season brings occasional rainfall and rougher seas. It is advisable to check weather forecasts before planning a trip to El Nido.

References:

1. Official website of the Philippine Department of Tourism - www.tourism.gov.ph

2. Lonely Planet - www.lonelyplanet.com/philippines/palawan/el-nido

3. TripAdvisor - www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g294256-El_Nido_Palawan_Island_Palawan_Province_Mimaropa-Vacations.html