#hike pos

[hikepos]

Why Retailers Love Mac POS: Sleek, Efficient, and Powerful

In the fast-paced world of retail, having a reliable and efficient Point of Sale (POS) system is crucial. For many retailers, Mac POS has become the go-to solution, combining sleek design with powerful functionality. But what makes Mac POS systems stand out in the crowded POS market?

Firstly, the sleek design of Mac POS systems is a big draw for retailers who want their tech to match the modern aesthetic of their stores. Apple’s reputation for clean, intuitive design extends to the POS software that runs on their devices. This not only enhances the look of the checkout area but also improves the user experience for both staff and customers.

Efficiency is another key factor. Mac POS systems are known for their seamless performance, minimizing downtime and ensuring smooth transactions. With fast processing speeds and a user-friendly interface, sales staff can complete checkouts quickly, reducing wait times and enhancing customer satisfaction. Additionally, Mac POS systems often come with robust inventory management features, allowing retailers to track stock levels in real-time and make informed decisions on the go.

Powerful functionality is at the heart of Mac POS systems. From managing sales and inventory to generating detailed reports, these systems offer everything a retailer needs to streamline operations. Many Mac POS solutions are also cloud-based, providing real-time access to data from anywhere, which is especially useful for businesses with multiple locations.

Moreover, Mac POS systems are highly adaptable, supporting a range of integrations, from accounting software to e-commerce platforms. This versatility makes them ideal for retailers looking to create a cohesive, efficient operational workflow.

In conclusion, Mac POS combine sleek design, efficiency, and powerful features, making them a favorite among retailers. If you're looking for a POS solution that enhances both functionality and aesthetics, a Mac POS could be the perfect fit for your business.

[kingspuppet]

"Go take your disgusting, lustful desires elsewhere. Your companionship is unwanted, and is quite frankly starting to piss me off."

[fawwning]

it’s funny how much a healthy work/life balance will do for ur mental health

[charliemwrites]

Post-nap warm up

(Edit: still not canon; sorry guys! This is more of an au to the au)

Content: Animal Injury (Non-Descriptive)

You wake up, as you do most days now, to two warm bodies sandwiching yours. Johnny on your left, practically curled around you with his big head on your chest, lightly snoring. On your right, with his body stretched along yours and chin on your head, is Ghost.

You had originally settled on Phantom, but in the course of calling him silly nicknames, you realized he responds to “Ghost” better.

You yawn, stretch as carefully as you can. Both dogs groan and huff. Johnny tries to snuggle in harder, while Ghost sits up with a drawn out sigh.

“Cmon, big baby,” you coo at Johnny’s sad eyes, smoothing your thumb in the silky fur between them, “it’s time to get up.”

He relents only when Ghost shoves his nose under Johnny’s chin and starts nudging him up. You chuckle as Johnny goes out of his way to sneeze on him, earning him a grumble. They two of them shake off while you sit up and stretch, adjusting your skewed tank top to hide your breasts.

The boys follow you into the bathroom for your morning pee, then into the kitchen while Johnny starts chugging from the water bowl while Ghost stations himself next to one of the cabinets, watching you futz with the coffeemaker.

You drop scratches on his head every time you pass, smiling a bit when he licks your palm in return. As your coffee in brewing, you pause to kneel in front of him, dropping kisses all over his face.

“You’ve been doing so well, honey bun,” you murmur, laying your cheek on his head. “I’m so proud. Such a good boy.”

He licks your neck - the only part of you he can reach without dislodging you. For as big and rough as he can be (especially with Johnny) Ghost has been oddly gentle with you since the beginning.

Oh, sure. He can be loud and grumbly - even showed you his teeth once. But he’s never snapped at you, knocked you over, or even really stepped on you while snuggling in. It’s incredibly endearing and you’re sure to encourage him every chance you get.

“I love you, ghost,” you croon as you pull away.

His ears go forward, then back, then forward again. You grin, drop one last kiss on his nose.

“I do,” you continue laughing, “you’re my big shy baby and I love you.”

He huffs. Johnny comes in then, barrels right into you with tail wagging, whining as he nuzzles up under your chin.

“I love you too, John Bon,” you chuckle, wrapping your arms around his thick neck. “My precious snuggle bug.”

He makes a little “ruff” noise that you like to imagine is agreement. You give him one last kiss as well before standing to make your coffee.

They pile onto the couch with you for morning shows, then follow you around the house as you do chores. Around midday you make yourself a little lunch and then say the magic words.

“Wanna go for a walk?”

Johnny is instantly bouncing and barking, causing a fuss. Ghost wags, plumed tail sweeping conservatively side to side. You have to wrestle Johnny into his harness, muttering at him under your breath the entire way.

Ghost isn’t much better. Getting him accustomed to the harness has been a work in progress. Apparently he’s not food or play motivated, so training him to even tolerate it has been a challenge. The first two or three times you nearly had to chase him down (thought you were going to get bit one or twice) and even needed Johnny to help.

It’s been better lately, though - even if you have to negotiate him coming over to get strapped in. The black and silver gear is gorgeous on his cream colored fur and you’re sure to tell him that as you clip him in.

Once the boys are geared up, you finish dressing yourself and then open the back door. Ghost charges ahead as usual, ears forward and eyes sharp. Johnny splits off, weaving amongst the trees but returning to your side every couple minutes.

You hit the usual hiking trail with both boys, humming to yourself as they orbit around you. They never stray far, always checking your position and circling back to get a check-in scritch.

Maybe half an hour passes before both boys, currently flanking you, suddenly go alert. You pause, watching their bodies tense, ears forward, eyes focused somewhere ahead, mouths closed.

Ghost barks low and rough. And then they bolt.

You curse, knowing they wouldn’t leave your side for just anything, and hurry to follow.

When you finally catch up, your boys have cornered two men on separate sides of a clearing. They’re crouched low, tense, snarling and growling like thunder.

And there, cowering in the center of the clearing, is perhaps the biggest dog you’ve ever seen. You take in the big stick on the ground, the scattered rocks - nearly gag when you see a couple drops of blood.

Fury burns through you.

“What the hell did you do?!” you shout.

“Call your fuckin’ dogs off!” one of them shouts.

“Fuck off,” you snap in return, Ghost barking roughly with you.

You tug your phone from your pocket. When one of them sees, he starts towards you, only for Johnny to snap viciously at his hand, even drawing blood. He shouts and grabs at his hand, going pale. The other one starts yelling, but you ignore him, knowing your boys will keep them in line.

You dial the police, explain the situation and give your location. While you wait, you turn your attention to the lump of fur in the middle of the forest.

You creep slowly closer, positioning yourself where he can see you coming. The dog’s ears are pinned flat to their skull, mouth pulled tight in fear and pain, eyes squinted.

“Hi gorgeous,” you murmur. An answering whine breaks your heart. “Oh honey, I know. I’m sorry. It’s okay now. I’m here. We’ll keep you safe.”

You inch closer and closer. Stop whenever they twitch like they’re going to run. You dig into a pocket of your coat and extract a treat, gently toss it close to their nose. A twitch, a wet-eyed blink, and then they finally seem to come to life, carefully sniffing at your offering.

“Good baby,” you coo, “so brave.”

The police arrive quicker than you expect, and the dog curls up tight again while you explain the situation. Johnny and Ghost are reluctant to be called off, but a sharp word has them back at your side while the two men are arrested for suspected animal cruelty.

You assure them that you’ll take care of the injured dog - Johnny and Ghost sat like guards at your sides. Once it’s just you and the pups, you turn back to the poor injured dog.

“I know that was scary, sweetie. It’s okay now. No one’s going to hurt you.”

The dog’s ears flick, listening but not trusting. You sigh softly, inch a bit closer.

“Johnny?” you call. “Come here, come see if you can help.”

Johnny turns, follows your pointing. He sniffs at the other dog, licks their ears and forehead, coaxing them out of their tight, terrified curl. You guide Johnny down to his stomach, putting them at similar levels.

On your other side, Ghost leans into your side, watching with those too-sharp, too-intelligent eyes.

As the injured dog slowly starts to unwind, you offer your hand, let them sniff carefully at your palm and wrist.

“There we go,” you soothe as a nervous tongue flicks over your skin. “You’re doing so well, darling.”

Johnny starts wiggling with excitement, nudging at the other dog and whining quietly. Ghost joins, nosing gently at the other dog’s side until they finally shift and start crawling closer to you.

You stare at the size of their paws - nearly bigger than your own palm. They scoot closer and closer until nearly in your lap, snout inching beneath your shirt to press against your stomach.

You smooth your hand over their head, waiting until you see their tail wagging slow and cautious.

“Good baby,” you whisper. “You wanna come home with me, pretty baby?”

Main Story | Ghost | Konig pt. 2

Masterlist

[laylaplease]

NEFARIOUS SIESTA —

MDNI 「 Anakin Skywalker × Fem!reader, somnophilia, non-con, groping, virgin reader, clit play, brief vaginal penetration, corruption kink 」

Snuggled neatly on top of him in your pretty sundress, Anakin soon became your favorite substitute for a mattress — a safe space to doze off whenever you were hit with a wave of tiredness. Your boyfriend, however, wasn’t quite fond of this activity. Spiraling into the vortex of his own filth, Anakin finds it especially difficult to keep his hands above your hips. Watching his angel’s sleep face with her eyelashes resting on her cheeks, pouty lips begging for a kiss, and the plush of her breasts spilling over his chest sparks a terrible need in his head. A need to get his nasty grip over her body and make sure not a hole is left unrearranged.

Trying to fight the undeniable tightening of his pants, Anakin shifts your body up towards him, moving your thigh off his painful crotch. Feeling safe in the arms of your dearest boy who spoils you rotten and treats you like his own little princess, you don’t even shift and continue your precious siesta in the safety of his embrace. That’s when Anakin realizes.

Trailing his flesh hand down your spine, he brushes his fingers over the hemline of your pretty garment. Eyes locked on your face, he’s reminded of the way you plead Ani, I’m not ready yet whenever his greedy paws wander to the Edens of your body. Can’t fight him this time, can you?

Seeing the lack of alertness on your features, Anakin continues his voyage. Slowly folding the lilac pleats over your ass, he curses the laying position from preventing the sight of your underwear. With a featherlike touch, he traces the material, creating a mental image of your lace boyshorts he itched to tear off. Sadly, that would, with no doubt, have caused your awakening, and he just couldn’t risk such an unfortunate incident.

His caress travels down your thigh, which, hiked all the way up to his torso, allows him a perfect opening to your delicious pint. Oh, how would he worship that little virgin hole, stretching it open and filling it full of love... If only his princess weren’t such a prude brat. Look what you’ve done — turned him into a pervert!

Shaking the doubts from his mind, his digits swiftly slip past the material, fingertips tickling your tightly shut slit. One touch is plenty to make his cock stand up proudly, stretching his sweats into a tent. He touches you slowly, the lack of arousal knotting his eyebrows into an unpleased frown. Knowing your sleepy body is too unaware to answer his brief teasing, his long fingers seek further, searching for the tiny nub buried between your folds.

Rubbing your puffy clit, he’s soon pleased with your juices seeping into his palm. That’s when your limbs start twitching as your tummy floods with a familiar warmth. Anakin can’t help but grin to himself proudly, seeing the blissful expression bloom on your face. The same expression Anakin has seen plenty of times when your inexperienced hand is wandering around your cherry folds, calling his name while he secretly stands in the secret corners of your room. He never could keep to himself, not when you moaned for him so sweetly, so desperately, he just had to send a little tingle, a little flick of the force right at your nipple or poor, neglected clit…

But this.. This was different. He was really touching you, feeling your smooth body under his fingers, tainting the precious virgin fields with his desperate touch. You were his; you needed him, so what if you told him no countless times? You were his for the taking; your cunt was MEANT to stretch around him, and soon he would prove that to you. Prove that your pussy was created to host his seed, to be filled over and over again until your walls bruise and your mind recognizes him as your rightful owner.

I don’t want to, it’ll hurt… You’d pout at him each time he’d offer to 'make love to you’, making him wonder how you could guess his intentions to pound you stupid until you’re sore for days. He was only laughing at those memories now while having you at his mercy.

Slowly moving his hand out of your panties, he brings it to his face, watching it glisten with your nectar. Wanting to savor every moment of claiming you, he slowly licks his palm clean of your stickiness.

Once the flavor of you settles on his taste buds, he can no longer bear the ache of his cock, begging to be enveloped inside your creamy tunnel. Careful not to move you, he tugs his sweatpants down, freeing his throbbing length. For a moment he just stares down at you, imagining the struggle your tiny pussy will have to go through to welcome him inside. The way you’ll start whining and squirming in his arms as he splits you apart, the way your hands will cling to him for comfort, and teary eyes will be boring into his, seeking comfort and approval. And he’d give it to you; Anakin would give you anything. At the snap of your fingers, he’d tear his rib cage open and present his heart to you. Is he not worthy of your chastity?

His aching tip finally probes at your creamed lips, rising you from the meadows of your dreams, tainting the last bits of innocence. With every hazy blink, the sleep slips from under your eyelashes, welcoming every torturous inch. And all you want to say, all you can muster is,

Ani, please…

Layla's note || I hope this was not too dusty after months of not writing, I've missed Anakin dearly. If you enjoyed, please consider helping me take care of my senior puppy here in my Ko-Fi. Vet bills are messy this month so anything makes a difference :) My content and requesting will always be free, this is just me looking for a little help out here too 🤍

[sxsilly2]

ed distractions

all of this is from distractions.carrd.co!!

out and about - ☆ people-watch ☆ sit outside ☆ go window shopping ☆ try out clothes w/o buying them ☆ get a mani/pedi ☆ cloud-watch ☆ make a shopping list ☆ go on a shopping spree ☆ find a new location in your city to visit on google maps ☆ go stargazing ☆ go to the library ☆ go thrifting ☆ pick flowers ☆ go to a new coffee shop you haven’t been to ☆ go camping ☆ go to a museum ☆ go to a park and draw people walking by ☆ see a movie in theaters

moving - ☆ play tennis ☆ ride your bike ☆ go swimming ☆ make your own workouts ☆ swing ☆ make a playlist of workouts ☆ climb something ☆ go for a jog ☆ take a walk ☆ go hiking ☆ do some yoga ☆ do your work out routine ☆ pilates ☆ stretch

creative - ☆ draw, add a pos over it and draw all over again ☆ make a collage out of book pages ☆ make flower arrangements ☆ style your school uniform ☆ copy celebrities’ signature looks w things in your closet ☆ draw many puzzle pieces ☆ make your own zentangles ☆ create your own signature symbol ☆ dry flowers and make a flower diary ☆ learn to crochet ☆ make gift cards for your friends ☆ make a google docs template ☆ copy tattoos w a marker ☆ make stickers ☆ create your own digital museum ☆ make friendship bracelets ☆ make a diy bath bomb ☆ make a movie ☆ tye dye a t-shirt ☆ make playlists for moments ☆ write a letter ☆ decorate an envelope ☆ write jokes ☆ scribble and turn it into a drawing ☆ splash paint onto paper ☆ try to recreate art ☆ recreate notion/carrd pages you see online ☆ make a graphic novel ☆ build a fantasy world ☆ draw a map ☆ draw a webtoon ☆ decorate a notebook ☆ collect dried leaves ☆ make tattoo ideas ☆ do commissions ☆ draw pixel art ☆ make powerpoint templates ☆ make a subliminal playlist ☆ make edits of ppl ☆ make a notion template ☆ write a cringey wattpad novel ☆ write fanfiction ☆ decorate flower pots ☆ paint your phone case ☆ make diets for your fav characters ☆ write a love // hate letter ☆ make lyrics out of random words ☆ paint rocks ☆ decorate a hat ☆ cut out your clothes to make new ones ☆ up-cycle thrifted clothes ☆ draw on your wall ☆ make a bullet journal ☆ doodle on anything around you ☆ memorize a poem/song ☆ come up w original thread ideas ☆ make jewelry ☆ make soap ☆ crochet // knit ☆ draw a self-portrait ☆ draw w your eyes closed ☆ scrapbook ☆ paint some cloth ☆ animate something ☆ start a dream journal ☆ start a blog ☆ bake a cake ☆ cook something new ☆ create new outfits ☆ color ☆ learn origami ☆ draw an original character and give them their own backstory ☆ color-code your google calendar ☆ draw your dream home in detail ☆ paint on a canvas bag ☆ make a jar filled w movie titles and pull one out randomly to watch ☆ start your own private instagram account as a digital diary ☆ write a screenplay ☆ direct your own movie ☆ make lists

educational - ☆ research a random topic (then make a presentation on it) ☆ learn all the countries on a certain continent ☆ learn all countries’ capitals ☆ educate yourself ☆ catch up on current events ☆ go on a study space and study ☆ join a google classroom ☆ take a masterclass ☆ sign up for a course ☆ practice public speaking ☆ finish your assignments ☆ improve your memory ☆ memorize things ☆ organize your notes ☆ learn a new study technique ☆ learn morse code ☆ annotate a book ☆ learn curse words in other languages ☆ learn how to play an instrument ☆ pick up a new skill ☆ learn some psychology tips ☆ learn some cool facts ☆ learn a new language on duolingo ☆ learn about finances

hang out with yourself - ☆ induce a glow-up ☆ induce your honeymoon phase ☆ choose a signature smell ☆ interview yourself ☆ write about your day ☆ figure out a crisis you’ve been having ☆ romanticize your life ☆ get a signature look ☆ get on another twt side ☆ use subliminals ☆ put all your thoughts on paper ☆ decorate your personal journal ☆ watch a childhood movie ☆ go through your old playlists ☆ discover a hidden talent ☆ ask yourself weird questions ☆ write a love poem to yourself ☆ make a goal list ☆ create a vision board ☆ make a time capsule ☆ look at old photos ☆ write a will ☆ practice gratitude ☆ declutter your phone ☆ practice meditation ☆ make an online quiz about yourself ☆ create a five-year plan ☆ plan out your week ☆ write three short-term goals ☆ work on current goals ☆ use a body scrub ☆ do a hair mask ☆ take yourself out on a date ☆ plan YOU days ☆ journal your feelings ☆ write letters to your future self ☆ make a top-10 list of your fav anything ☆ examine your birth chart ☆ color or cut your hair ☆ start a happiness jar ☆ write down your manifestations // affirmations ☆ watch self-improvement videos ☆ give yourself a spa day ☆ update your resume

social life - ☆ facetime your friends ☆ interview someone ☆ do a virtual meet-up w friends ☆ get a penpal ☆ learn about recent drama ☆ boost your socials ☆ talk on spaces w your moots ☆ volunteer ☆ contact an old friend ☆ plan a meet-up w friends ☆ call a relative ☆ plan fun outings // themed nights for you and your friends ☆ hug someone

at-home - ☆ take a cold shower ☆ re-organize your bathroom ☆ try on your clothes ☆ take a bubble bath ☆ visit a digital museum ☆ paint your nails ☆ do a movie/book/game marathon ☆ clear out your closet ☆ drink water ☆ put together a skincare routine ☆ go through your emails ☆ use a bath bomb ☆ do a face mask ☆ plan your meals ☆ re-arrange your books ☆ clean your room ☆ have a picnic on the floor ☆ stick pictures to your walls ☆ organize your drawers ☆ redecorate your room ☆ clean your makeup brushes ☆ declutter your makeup ☆ organize your photos ☆ clean your electronics ☆ do your laundry ☆ take a nap ☆ make a fort ☆ clean your desk area ☆ print posters and decorate your walls ☆ brush your teeth ☆ back up your laptop and phone ☆ update your passwords ☆ clean your car

just for fun - ☆ pretend you’re vlogging ☆ plan a trip ☆ copy ppl’s insta stories ☆ pretend you’re a model ☆ plant a flower/tree ☆ play uno or another card game ☆ play scrabble ☆ make a tournament of a game like “true american” in new girl ☆ make an amazon list ☆ learn dances ☆ do a makeup tutorial ☆ play loud music ☆ do buzzfeed quizzes ☆ read a webtoon ☆ look at memes ☆ look at thinspo ☆ make a youtube channel ☆ watch vlogs ☆ count your money ☆ discover new makeup styles ☆ tweet something stupid ☆ google yourself ☆ read fanfiction ☆ find new music ☆ write online reviews ☆ read shein reviews ☆ sing karaoke ☆ play never have i ever ☆ play with bubbles ☆ try to rap ☆ recreate your fav movie scenes ☆ make a shrine ☆ make a treasure hunt ☆ play chess // checkers w yourself ☆ start a controversy over a stupid topic ☆ donate some money ☆ learn to hula-hoop ☆ do a sudoku ☆ save tweets to your bookmarks ☆ make a tbr list ☆ go through old ana forums ☆ take a survey ☆ make a wishlist for when you reach your ugw ☆ make an elaborate conspiracy theory ☆ play w legos ☆ start a new show ☆ make a new playlist ☆ listen to a podcast ☆ surf pinterest ☆ read a book ☆ make a bucket list ☆ shop online ☆ sell clothes online ☆ test out a new hairstyle ☆ look up recipes online ☆ watch true crime ☆ watch a rom-com ☆ play video games ☆ redo your phone layout to a new theme ☆ watch a yt documentary ☆ start your own cult ☆ try dimension shifting ☆ record your own videos of you talking to yourself ☆ re-organize your pinterest account and all your boards ☆ scream into a pillow ☆ go through the app store and look for cool apps

[codnasties]

happy to announce what i'm going to be doing for kinktober ♡♡

kinktober ₊˚ · · ♡ · ·˚₊ threesome special

these are going to be longer and have multiple videos per pos

3/10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ soap & gaz

soap and gaz are roomates, but soap doesn't have the decency of not fucking you while he's in the house, so gaz has to pay his roomate back

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

10/10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ghost & price

just a sweet little hike with the captain and the lieutenant, right? until you end up bent over some trunk and half naked

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

17/10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ price & gaz

price's young missus has way too much energy, and he can't keep up with you, so he asks gaz for a bit of help satisfying you

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

24/10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ soap & price

price has two subs, soap and you, but it seems like the two of you can't keep your hands to yourselves while price is away so he has to punish you both

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

31/10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ghost & soap

being trapped in a car during a road trip with ghost and soap and ovulating on top of that can only lead one way

[gothcsz]

ya know, I always feel like everybody sees Javi as this huge horn dog that would absolutely agree to any threesome stuff and all that.

Buuuut listen. If you were dating that man, he would be possessive as shit. Like if you even dare to think about another guy, like popular one would be Steve. And you even just make a tiny joke about Steve like that, you know Javi would be fucking you so god damn hard that you would forget any other name on the planet except his. He would be so damn possessive, telling you that you know nobody but him could fuck you like this, that you don’t need anybody but him. That man would destroy your 🐱 and make you so cock dumb to make you forget even thinking about another guy.

And he would definitely glare are Steve for a while after and Steve just has no idea what’s going on 😂

possessive/jealous javi is my fucking favoriteeeeee sorry not sorry a bitch just loves a slightly toxic man! and his possessiveness doesn’t even stem from a place of insecurity, lbr, this man is self assured if anything— a cocky POS but he’s our cocky POS.

pobre steve unknowingly in the middle of you and javi’s sex mind games lmfao i def feel like it started as a fleeting comment…

“Yeah, I guess Steve’s kinda cute. His eyes are so pretty.”

and you didn’t even think twice about it. it was just a simple compliment but it still left a weird taste on javi’s tongue.

and then you really start to notice it, the shift in his demeanor when you stop by to visit him at work. you probably chat with steve for a brief moment before walking over to your man and that pisses him off. how are you here to see him but instead are laughing at one of steve’s not funny at all dad jokes?! i dunno he probably starts to make petty comments of his own here and there that tip you off to his jealousy and honestly?

it turns you on. javi is always walking around like he’s got the biggest dick in town (he might actually….) so seeing him this worked up over seemingly nothing… well you’re going to have your fun with it because you’re a fucking brat sometimes.

i’m picturing some bullshit office party where you’ve had one too many to drink so you decide to scratch that itch and lightly flirt with steve (sorry connie we’re being horny over here) in the same way you did with javi when you two first started dating.

and boy does that set him off 😫 he waits until you’re coming back from the restroom before he pulls you into a dark and empty office, absolutely degrading you; calling you a slut and attention whore before harshly pushing you down onto your knees and bruising your throat with the way he’s fucking it.

“Nena esa boquita sucia es mía y de nadie más.”

once you’re a slobbering, sobbing mess, he roughly bends you over whoever’s desk, not even bothering to undress you as he hikes your skirt up and pushes your panties to the side, fucking into you in one stroke and you scream his name out.

the bastard has giant ass smirk on his face through it all, setting a brutal pace as his hips crash into yours repeatedly, his heavy balls slapping against your clit and you’re reduced to being a babbling, fucked out woman as he keeps spilling filth into your ear.

“Who do you belong to?”

“Whose pussy is this?”

“That’s right baby it’s fucking mine. You’re mine.”

and, well, who are you to disagree with that? you cum so hard, your vision is dotted with spots and you genuinely feel like you’re going to pass out with how rough he’s just taken you.

your cunt swollen and so sensitive but you don’t give a damn— squeezing around his cock as he paints your walls with his spend; marking you as his.

your brain is filled with him just as much as your pussy is. as he intended. and it’s a great feeling, really. even if you know you’re going to be sore as hell for the days to come.

let me stop before i go on a tangent (as if i haven’t already lol) but yes…. he’d rock your world that smug asshole!!

[she-whatshername]

So, your Tyrrish men headcanons are life. I adore every last one of them even when they make my heart hurt.

Not that any of them have time now, but someday when the war has ended and they all obviously live HEA, what kind of hobbies would they be into?

Apologies if this has already been asked. If it has I missed it.

Oh, excellent ask. And love the emphasis on LIVE. Because yes they do, all of them, lolol

Bodhi:

I shared this in an earlier post somewhere but I am fully convinced Xaden commissioned Bodhi to make the saddle for Violet. So, being that I feel that he’d be doing some type of metal work when he gets around to it

But, because he’s such a people person and people leader, I think post the war he’s doing a lot of leadership and helping to rebuild Aretia and the building up the Tyrrish crown. He does it so much its now his hobby haha

Also, while not a hobby persay, this man is getting busy post the war

Settling down

Having all the kids

And still being the best at balancing Xaden on the throne, leadership duties, and his family

This man can truly do all things

Garrick:

Horses

Lolol

IDK why but he gives ‘horse girl’ vibes.

I think he’d take up horse riding again and it become a joke that his ‘mares’ in his stable are actual horses in his stable. He’s of course at Xaden’s side post the war but when he isn’t he’s with the horses. Raising them, teaching others to ride, caretaking, etc

Also, runes. I think he’s also doing rune work in his spare time and teaching others. He’s always just crafting up something unique with runes to help others

And, like Bodhi, he’s spending a lot of time taking of and supporting others

I adore Garrick

Xaden

Violet

Lolol

Is that a hobby? Because that’s all I see him doing pos the war

But, in all seriousness, I think he’d be into swimming

Okay hear me out. I have nothing to back up this headcanon but, If we take into account what happened to him at the end of IF, I could maybe see him becoming paranoid about being out in nature alone wandering around, fearful he could lose himself and be tempted again (because I thought he’d be into hiking, climbing at first)

I could see a cute moment where Violet lures him into a pool of water and has him just float for a bit, completely weightless and unable to touch the ground that he actually loves it?

So to clear his head or release stress he just goes and does some laps and floats about

Imogen

She is on a journey of herself

Self care is her hobby post the war

She’s finding peace outside hiking, journaling, maybe even knitting

I know, everyone would be like “Imogen, you’re knitting a scarf?! That’s so cute.” And then she’d just glare at them and tell them she could easily stab them with the needles

But honestly they’d be some of the warmest scarfs, hats, blankets, etc

Knitting reminds her of her life before the apostasy. Her mother and sister would knit and Imogen would hate the idea of just, sitting there for days, but now she sits on her bed, knitting quietly while putting together a beautiful quilt while putting herself back together in the process

[ratedfleur]

bend over, pretty girl.

↳ an excerpt to ganda and pogi’s world.

wherein motorcyclist!hao gets a little worked up when you wore one of his favorite skirts on you as he drove. what could go wrong?

zhanghao x filo!reader 2.6k word count genre ୭ explicit

🏷️ : motorcyclist!hao, outdoor sex, voyeurism (but no one is there), exhibitionism, creampie, dialogue is written in filo!

🔞 / nsfw link: smut visuals

it was way past rush hour when hao came to pick you up, he was waiting by his favorite ride, astra, as he scrolled on his phone before you came, calling out to him before you came up to him.

“hi ganda, tired na po?” hao says as he pockets his phone before grabbing your bag from you, placing it on the seat behind him before he lets you wrap your arms around his waist, breathing in his cologne.

you nod as you tighten your arms around his frame, feeling hao do the same before he settled his lips on your shoulder to kiss it.

“inaantok na pero—“ you say before your stomach growls, making hao chuckle as you blushed profusely.

he doesn’t mention it, instead he pulls away from the hug and takes your helmet from his motorcycle before slipping it on your head, safely buckling it in underneath your chin.

hao smiles before he flips the face shield down, taking your hand to lean in to place a soft kiss on the back of your hand, making you chuckle as you shook your head.

“let’s eat muna bago tayo umuwi.” hao says before he helps you hop on the bike, his brain briefly short circuits when he sees that you were wearing thee skirt that gets his brain all mushy.

innocently, you looked at hao who blinked a few times before he too hopped on the bike, securing his own helmet in place before he revved up his bike a few times before he drives off and has dinner with you which has your tummy happy.

nearly an hour and a half later, you two are going on a leisure drive, passing time before you both headed home. sometimes, you both liked to ride together just to spend time with each other, liking how the breeze would feel on your skin all while looking at the city’s landscapes.

but to hao, he liked to hear your giggles and satisfied sighs through the coms in the helmet, speaking to you ever so often. he liked that you enjoyed going on a ride with him despite the nerves rushing through your veins, he loved that you were able to take a quick breather with him.

“saan tayo pupunta, pogi?” you asked as hao kept driving ahead, heading into streets that he recognized.

“no place in mind naman, ganda. may gusto kang puntahan?” hao answers, looking over at you through the side mirrors, meeting eyes with you before you both smile at each other.

you shake your head, “take me wherever you desire, pogi. ikaw bahala.” you replied, trusting hao with wherever he wanted to go.

following your orders, hao just keeps driving, soon heading into the highways where he could rev up his bike before zooming through the highways like a bird in the sky.

you squeal before wrapping your arms tighter around hao’s waist when he picks up the pace.

when the pace is a little too fast, it gets a little too windy, giving you a subtle reminder that you were wearing quite a short skirt. now, your skirt was hiking up your thighs, bits of the fabric scrunched up on your front as you tried to keep it flat on your thighs.

he notices this as he feels you unwrap one arm off of his waist, pushing the skirt down in between your thighs.

hao tries so hard not to make your skirt fly up despite his fast speed, the wind glides through your skirt, you squeeze the front part of your skirt in between your thighs before pulling yourself closer to hao who’s hands tighten on the handlebars.

“babe, ang bilis— my skirt—“ you stuttered as you kept trying to keep the fabric still in between your thighs but despite the attempt to do so, it kept flying up due to the wind and speed that hao kept.

since you had your arms wrapped around hao’s waist, you had no choice but to inch closer towards hao’s back to keep your skirt in between your bodies, trying to avoid flashing those on the other side of the road.

but really, nobody could actually get a peek with how fast hao was going on the highway.

he mentally groans and curses when he feels your front pressing against his back, inching closer towards him innocently without knowing how worked up your boyfriend was getting as he drove.

“wait lang ha? i’m getting off the highway soon.” hao spoke, feeling you nod behind him as you crept closer to his back, now your front was placed right behind hao, separated by his favorite jacket and your top.

true to his words, hao does get off the highway and enters the city, his pace slowly slows down as he drove, making you sigh in relief as you took an arm off of his waist, now able to fix your skirt that was now fully hiked up, giving anyone a peek of your red panties if they were awake during these unholy hours.

“sorry, should’ve given you my jacket pala bago tayo pumunta ng highway.” he says softly before turning into a corner, hearing you hum when he turns into a secluded parking, thee secluded parking lot that you two dirtied up years ago.

hao smoothly parks into one of the darker parts of the parking lot, shutting the engine off once he parks his motorcycle.

unraveling your arms from his waist, hao hops off before taking off his helmet, placing it on the floor by the front of his bike.

hao’s hair is messy by then, he fluffs it up with e hand before he looks over at you taking off your own helmet, handing it over to him despite not knowing why you did so.

“harap ka nga, ganda.” hao says as he inched closer to you, watching as you shuffled in your seat, now letting your legs dangle over one side of the motorcycle as you faced hao who’s hands reached for your exposed thighs, caressing the goose-bumped covered skin from the cold breeze earlier.

“you like teasing me, huh? yung favorite ko pa talaga suot mo e alam mong susunduin kita gamit motor?” hao snickers when you blinked helplessly, not even trying to defend yourself. you liked to look pretty, but you loved it when hao drooled over you especially when you wore skirts around him.

“cat got your tongue, hmm?” he says before he reaches for your wrist, pulling you for you to stumble right on your feet as you hopped off, standing right in front of hao.

“ano? tutuwad ka o tutuwad ka?” hao asks, hand now busy in untying his sweatpants before you quickly turned around, flipping your skirt up and slipping your panties off, leaving it to dangle on your knees before you bent over for hao, forearms flat on his bike’s seat as you turned your head to look at hao who now jerked himself off as he came close to you.

“mag-ingay ka, ha? let it all out, wanna hear who makes you feel good.” hao purrs as he inched closer towards you, cockhead away from your hole by a few inches.

you could feel his head poking your cheeks as he jerked himself off, hearing hao’s grunts as he got himself fully hard for you before he inched closer before he reached and spread your cheeks apart just enough for him to slip right inside of your pussy, making you gasp and drop your head at the feeling of hao filling you up.

your mouth instantly releases breathy moans and calls, hips pushing back to further slip hao’s cock inside of you. your walls immediately pulse around his length, clenching repeatedly around his girth as hao starts to thrust inside of you, cock head hitting right at your spot because of your position.

your body nearly moves out of instinct, you move and rock forward, pulling your pussy off of hao’s cock before pushing your hips back, ass meeting with hao’s pelvis as you sunk back on his cock, repeating it before hao started to thrust into you, picking up the pace nearly immediately.

whilst pounding into you and listening to your loud moans that echoed into the dead of the night, hao’s hand reached down towards your pussy, fingers meeting with your puffy folds that dripped with slick as he kept thrusting into you.

the sound of squelch filled the quiet parking lot along with your moans, sounds of skin slapping were getting louder and louder by the minute because of how worked up hao was being especially with his thrusts and the way he touched you.

his nimble fingers quickly made their way in between your folds, meeting with your swollen clit that begged to be touched. your cries were desperate and loud once hao started rubbing your clit, no longer caring that you were in public as you moaned wantonly.

hao’s fingers are moving expertly against your pussy, pads of his fingers placed atop your clit as he massages them while thrusting, “basang basa ka, babe.” he hums, thrusting into you even faster when you moan as a reply, pussy clenching around his girth as you pushed your hips back, fucking yourself on him as he thrusted.

you continue to bounce on hao’s cock, moaning wantonly as he fucks you even harder, his hips roll even harder against yours as you pull yourself off of his dick before sinking back.

he knew you were slowly going dumb, only a few words were being spewed from your mouth along with his nicknames that you liked to call him.

“baby.. hmm sarap aahh.. bilis pa.” you moaned, picking your head back up as you threw a hand through your hair, brushing it up before hao pulled his entire length out before slamming it all into you, making you yelp before you held onto the sides of the seat.

hao keeps on slamming his cock into you until he fills you up to the brim, reaching deep into you as he grinds his hips against yours.

your pussy drips with slick after every thrust, your slick and hao’s precum dripped out of your pussy and onto your inner thigh, making each sound of skin slapping get even wetter because of how wet your thighs were getting.

by now, your skirt became all wrinkled by the way that hao held it in his hands as he gripped your waist, pulling you closer as he’s pounding your pussy.

sinking your teeth into your bottom lip, all hao could hear was your muffled whines, wet skin slapping against each other, and the squelch in between your legs.

“ano babe? sarap na sarap ka na agad?” hao chuckles when your pussy siezes up around his cock when he spoke, a silent reply to his question.

stilling his hips behind you, hao kept his entire length inside of you as he stopped moving, making you whine as you looked back at hao.

he looks at you with a teasing look on his face, “galaw ka naman, ganda. work for your orgasm too.” hao says, only holding onto your hips with your skirt all crumpled up in between the pads of his fingers.

whining as you took your eyes off of him, you held tightly onto the sides of the seat before moving your hips to pull a bit of his cock out of you before sinking back onto his length, moaning when his entire length is in you again.

hao watches you intently as you start to move and fuck yourself against his cock, walls clenching hardly around his girth as you kept pulling and pushing back to fill you up, to keep you both satisfied.

abruptly, he pulls away from you despite wanting to stay in your pussy before he cums deep inside of you, you cried out to him, whimpering when hao manhandles you. hao turns you around to face him before he held onto your waist, placing you on top of the motorcycle’s seat before making you lie down.

thankfully the seat was wide enough to cover your lower back as you tried to get comfortable before hao held onto your knees before lying the underside of your legs flat against his chest before sliding right inside of you, plunging his cock repeatedly into your pussy as you moaned his name.

“d-da— shit, oh my god.. i can’t—“ you cried, whimpering as you felt hao’s hips piston into yours as he fucked you, tears now streamed down your face as he fucked you harder. your chest heaved with pants as you cried and moaned, feeling your pussy clench around hao’s cock as he pulled out and pushed into you.

“‘m close, ganda.. gonna make you full with my cum, gusto mo ‘yon, ‘di ba? buntisin kita, gusto mo?” hao panted, fingers digging into your skin as he kept your legs flat against his chest.

you whimpered, nodding as you looked up at hao tearfully. “mhm, cum inside— please love, putok mo sa loob!” you cried out to him, feeling hao’s thrusts start to stutter as he plunged into you. his pace started to break once he heard those words coming from you, he always liked to hear that you wanted him to cum in you.

“please please, d-daddy.. sa loob mo putok, hngg ‘m gonna cum!” you whimpered a series of words, no longer knowing what to say first as you felt yourself nearing your orgasm.

you gasp sharply when hao suddenly thrusts hardly into you, his thrusts become merciless as he tries hard to get you cumming. hao keeps sliding his cock into you, head poking right at your spot which has you squirming and moaning his name as your hands reached up and scratched his veiny forearms.

“baby, ‘m close ‘m close..” you warn him as you clenched hardly around him once more, you warned him once more before you shrieked as you felt hao’s thumb rubbing your swollen clit once more, rubbing the swollen nub after each thrust which as your thighs shaking in his grasp.

by the time you start cumming around his cock, hao already has his eyes fixated on your cunt, watching as strands of slick and wetness connected both your cunt and his cock together. each thrust was wet, hao kept pounding your own cum deep inside of you, pussy contracting around his cock as he milked you dry from your orgasm.

he continues to thrust into you, listening to your whimpers after each thrust into your cum-filled cunt, your walls are repeatedly pulsing around his length after your orgasm, cunt practically begging him to dump his cum into you.

“putok ko sa loob, punuin kita ng katas ko— ugh shit babe, pussy so tight..” hao grunts before he curses once more as he pounds into you a few more times before he starts spurting cum into your pussy which gladly takes his cum.

cumming right into you, hao’s chest heaves with pants as he thrusts a few more times into you as he came, pushing yours and his cum deeper into your pussy before he pulled out, watching as a stream of cum dribbled out of your pussy and onto your skirt that lied underneath your ass.

“bili ka nalang ng bago pang skirt, hmm? nadumihan na po ulit.” hao chuckles as he quickly gathers the cum off of your skirt and onto your pussy instead, making you moan out loud once more once his fingers meet your wet and swollen pussy.

“babe naman eh, naka-ilang bili na tayo kaka-dumi mo.” you whined as hao moved in front of you, grabbing a pack of wet wipes from your bag before wiping you clean before doing the same to himself.

he briefly smacks the back of your thigh before snickering, “gustong gusto mo naman pag pinuputok sa loob.” hao says before you whined as you sat up, smacking him in the chest before complaining repeatedly.

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[miss-lens]

“As we hike through the forest, there comes a point when we start to feel at home in it”

„Gdy błądzimy po lesie, przychodzi taki moment, że zaczynamy się w nim czuć jak w domu” Jeffrey Eugenides, Intryga małżeńska

[running-tweezers]

Ok time for the DamiHux bitch to relisten to the DamiHux Bonus Audio for the 3rd time and record her every thought

(NSFW obvs, minors DNI)

First of all I feel like the opening of this one is a great opportunity to remind everyone of this little thing I managed to write bc holy shit. Good Morning.

Huxley’s sleepy morning voice is so fucking cute 😭

The way they laugh together!!!! They’re in love!!

Damien dodging saying he’s “the handsomest” in every way possible, but Hux is NOT letting him off the hook. Huxley really said “I am going to help give this man the self-confidence he deserves, so help me god”

When they call each other baby??? My brain = 2 liter of Diet Coke, ‘Baby’ = a pack of Mentos. It happened so much in this one I thought I was gonna take off into the atmosphere.

Damien with the Uno Reverse Card Surprise. No You.

It’s their 2 year anniversary I’m gonna cry.

“I’ve been known to swallow my pride.” “You’ve been known to swallow more than that.” Ay Yo

“Dress for a hike” “Why?” “…… bc we’re going for a hike, baby.” “Oh! 😄” Huxley the man you are.

They’re both graduated!!! And they have careers!!! Damien’s working at DAMN!!! He’s trying to fix things like he’s always wanted to!!! They’ve both come so far!!!

“I’m here to help pull you back onto steady ground” What if I cried

The WAY I have wanted these two to fuck outside like that non-canon Huxley BA!!!!!! FINALLY!!!

“Come on Nature Boy. Let’s get natural” DAMIEN PLS

Damien using his powers to turn the water into a natural hot tub, I CAN’T

THAT SMACK CAUGHT ME SO OFF GUARD OH MY GOD. HUXLEY

Hux is so sweet I’m getting a cavity. I don’t care tho, rot my teeth out, big guy.

THE THROAT GOAT RETURNS -air horn noises-

I swear every time Damien engages Throat Goat mode, Huxley sounds like he’s ready to write his goddamn vows.

“Pick me up. Turn us around. Press me into this wall. And Fuck. Me.” WE LOVE A POWER BOTTOM DAMIEN MOMENT

I’d like to introduce you to my favorite thing in the world ✨Damien Whimpering✨

The IMMEDIATE concern from Huxley when he said the rock was digging into his back??? And the healing??? I don’t think we’ve ever seen Hux heal before??? HELLO?? Aftercare King?? I’ll cry??

THEY ARE SO IN LOVE IM GONNA THROW UP /POS

Also HUXLEY HAPPY TRAIL CONFIRMED LETS GO BOYS

In conclusion: this is my new favorite piece of Damien/Huxley anything he has ever made, they are disgustingly cute and in love, and I’m never gonna stop being feral and annoying about them bc they’re everything in a ship I’ve ever loved, thank you goodnight.

[kairiscorner]

now what if

miguel x filipino reader (silly and soft hcs!!)

• he'd have little problems understanding you, same with miles, in the previous x filipino reader, he'd understand the shared words tagalog and spanish have.

• involuntarily, i think mans would full on speak spanish if he hears you use just enough shared words to get him expressing his thoughts in spanish.

• "beh, asan yung sapatos ko? hala ba't malapit sa bintana, okay, ah, bibili ako ng leche flan, gusto mo ba?"

• "oh, claro, seguro que me gustaría un poco."

• "ano, ah, okay"

• you two would kinda just get by picking up random tidbits of spanish and tagalog, BUT YOU CANNOT DENY THAT YOU FALL APART WHEN HE SPEAKS SPANISH; HIS VOICE >>>>>>

• he'd also fear the slipper.

• you joke that if another spider person came crawling to you, crying because he yelled at them, you threatened to throw your own slippers in his face; you refused to let him just get angry whenever things didn't go his way.

• "isa pa, sinasabi ko talaga sayo, TSITSINELASIN KITA SA MUKHA, WAG MO KONG SUBUKAN"

• "PLEASE, I'M SORRY, PUT THE DAMN SLIPPER DOWN, QUERIDA"

• he got less angry at the spider people when you threatened him, he became more patient and understanding because of your guidance, too.

• you taught him to use "po" and "opo" when addressing his elders, especially towards your parents when he met them. he was initially confused as to why you used it on him when you two were practically the same age, but when you explained it was just your habit, he didn't ask anymore. in fact, he kinda found it endearing.

• when he learned how "ate" (ah-teh) and "kuya" were used, he called you that for a while until you told him you didn't want him to call you that and just refer to you by name.

• "ate/kuya, what's the update?", "ate/kuya, your report?", "ate/kuya, i want some, what was it? ah, ate/kuya, i want some tinapay (bread)"

• but when he learned about filipino pet names......... he used them TO THE MAX.

• he calls you, "mahal", "beh", and the..... "bebe labs" (cries) he used the "bebe labs" one because you kept using it for him.

• "bebe labs, what's for dinner?" now that was the first and last time he ever called you that. yes, lyla and you have a recording of that, it's your ringtone.

• your song with him is "panalangin" by apo hiking society, change my mind.

• he doesn't seem too interested in teleseryes, what with his hardass and stern look, but when he caught you watching one at home at night when he came back, he found himself sitting down with you and making commentary about the antagonistic bitches and how it'd be so satisfying for them to receive karma, tearing about a character's death, and clicking his tongue as he says, "i fucking knew they were gonna cheat/weren't dead/that character was the parent"

• he'd make an effort to learn tagalog and/or your local dialect for you, especially if you were more fluent in that than in english. he also wanted you to feel that he valued your culture and your roots, just as much as he valued his own.

• HE LOVES THE CHICKENJOY IN JOLLIBEE 🫂🫂🫂

• if you two ever got into an argument, he'd buy you jollibee as an apology and say he was really sorry and that the whole argument was stupid, he shouldn't have said/done what he said or did.

• MIGGY IN A BARONG TAGALOG >>>>>>

• he blushes when you call him "guapo/gwapo", you do it all the time :> he calls you "maganda" and "mahal ko" regardless of your gender <333

[outofgloom]

POWER (II)

“Kapura...”

He was lying down. He had not been lying down a moment ago. He had been standing in a cold, clammy chamber crowded with much larger beings. He had been trying to—

“Kapura!!"

He sat up and blinked. Blinked again. A black Pakari was bending over him, too close. The eyes were very...worried, yes. That was ‘worry’, wasn’t it?

“Are you okay?” the voice said again. “I was worried...”

Worried. He’d got it right.

 “…that I was on my own.” The Pakari was Hafu, of course. The Po-Matoran pulled him up to a standing position.

“What happened?” Kapura said, checking his body for damage.

“I’m not sure, but it seems like we've both had a hard landing.”

Kapura registered his surroundings. They were at the bottom of a shallow, rocky ravine. Behind them there was a wall of earth, but ahead the slope was gentler. Probably climbable.

“Where are we, and where are we not?”

“Oh, don’t start with that again,” Hafu said flatly.

“The chamber...I don’t remember.”

“There was a sound—an explosion I think. It might have been in another part of the tower. I saw the Great Smith react. He did something to the air and space—twisted it like before. Then I woke up with sand in my mask.”

Kapura shifted his feet.

“There is a great deal of sand.”

Hafu sighed. “Let’s get our bearings. Up there should be better.” He pointed up the rocky slope.

It was a short hike, although the incline was treacherous with loose gravel. As they emerged, they could see that the sun had passed the top of the sky.

A single sun. No stars.

“Are we back on...Mata Nui?” Hafu asked, more to himself than to Kapura. “The Turaga said it was destroyed.”

“The air is warm,” Kapura said, “like Po-Wahi.”

Ahead, there was an expanse of wind-carved canyons and stone shapes, spreading to the horizon, where they blurred into mirage.

“It does feel like home, I guess.”

“I wonder if Artakha sent us here to keep us safe. You said you heard a noise?”

“That’s right. Just before the Smith did…whatever he did. Something happened in that tower...”

Hafu squinted into the distance, looking for signs of life. A faint breeze stirred the air, but nothing else.

“Whatever it was,” Hafu continued, “I’m sure it’d be no problem for the Smith, and the others. They're all powerful beings, and that tower was impregnable. I examined the stonework myself. Stellar quality, as one might expect from the Great Beings, but—”

Hafu stopped. Kapura’s hand had settled on his shoulder, nudging him to turn. The Ta-Matoran was looking off to the left, following the lip of the ravine. Hafu saw that the shallow crevasse extended about half a kio into the distance before it ended abruptly against a low ridge of stone. That ridge piled into another, and another beyond that.

There was a black scar across the series of ridges, as if something had scorched the stone. Strewn here and there were gigantic blocks of dark granite—even at this distance, they could be seen. And even closer, Hafu realized, partly embedded in the earth, was another shape: A rampart and crumbling wall, still partly intact.

Pieces of the Great Beings' tower, blasted to fragments.

“By Mata Nui...” Hafu murmured. “Whatever the Great Smith did...it must have brought part of the tower with us. But such destruction—Wait!”

Kapura was already marching toward the ruins determinedly. The Ta-Matoran was always faster than he appeared. Hafu jogged after him, trying to catch up, but strangely found that he could not. He was not used to this kind of exercise, he supposed.

By the time Hafu reached the piece of the tower they had seen, Kapura was sitting atop a pile of gigantic stones. The Ta-Matoran waved as Hafu paused to catch his breath.

“Have you…have you found anything?” Hafu called out.

“No bodies,” Kapura replied.

“Well, that’s good news.”

“There is something.”

“Ah, what is it?”

“Under the stones here,” Kapura replied. “I can’t move them.” The Ta-Matoran slid carefully to the ground as Hafu approached, and pointed to a gap between the slabs he had been sitting on. Something could be seen glittering in the dark.

Hafu looked morosely up at the heavy blocks.

“If I had my tools, this would be a lot easier…”

The two Matoran worked together to shift the carved stones. They were wedged tight, but with the right application of force, first one and then the other toppled away. A cloud of dust rose and Hafu coughed as he scrambled over the remaining stones to see the prize, hoping it had not been crushed. Kapura was already there, of course.

It was a hammer. Gigantic, covered in strange runes. It still glowed faintly. It was the Hammer of Artakha.

Neither Matoran spoke. Hafu looked around, almost expecting the Great Smith to appear and scold them, but nothing happened.

“Should we...?” Hafu looked at Kapura, but the Ta-Matoran shrugged.

After a few moments, Hafu reached out slowly, reverently. He tapped the haft of the hammer with a finger. The runes on its surface flashed, and then the hammer flickered into a series of shapes: a bent, rotating tool, some form of chisel or wedge, a pickaxe, and other stranger forms. It happened all in an instant, and Hafu shrank back. Artakha’s tool reverted to a hammer, as before.

“What should we do?” Kapura asked. “We should return it, shouldn't we?”

Hafu hesitated. “I’m not…sure…” He reached out again and gripped the handle of the hammer firmly. It came away in his hand, and he almost toppled over with surprise, thinking that he had broken it. But then he realized that the entire tool had simply shrunk and become lighter to match his size.

“Incredible,” Hafu whispered, hefting the tool and feeling its balance. He looked at Kapura and smiled. “I could get used to this.”

Hafu’s head snapped back, and his entire body seized as a strong electric shock emitted from the hammer. His mask jarred loose, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The hammer clattered from his grasp and rolled away, flickering and buzzing until it struck a stone and stopped. Smoke rose from Hafu's body. He did not move.

A long quiet moment passed. Then, a shadow fell over the hammer, and another hand reached out and gripped the handle in a very precise way, raised it.

Two eyes looked at the tool thoughtfully out of a red Pakari. The tool had clearly been warded, except for those with...certain knowledge.

“I don’t know why the Great Being chose to sacrifice me along with the others, back in the tower,” he mused. “I have served him well, and it saddens me. Maybe he didn’t know I was there...but he knows everything...”

The red Pakari turned to look at the unmoving body of Hafu. There were burn-marks on his armor, but his heartlight was beating faintly.

“You were not supposed to survive either, just like me. That is clearly the Great Being’s will, though Artakha interfered...And so...”

The hammer went up, and shifted into a blunt form. It hung in the air for a moment.

The eyes behind the red Pakari glanced down, then sidelong, then up. They narrowed. Thoughtful.

Out in the distance, across the wind-carved plain, what before had seemed to be a sparkling mirage had faded as the sun fell behind clouds. Now it was clearer: Far away, the shape of a mighty fortress rose against the sky, flanked by strange spikes of stone. And beyond that, there was gleaming ocean.

“And so...”

One moment, there were two Matoran amidst the ruins: one standing, arm raised, one sprawled on the ground.

The next moment, there was only one.

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Context: Like its predecessor, this story fragment is set within the unknown landscape of possible futures which branch from the end of the unfinished Bionicle serials; specifically, the serial The Powers That Be, which trails off at a moment when a group of characters (including Hafu and Kapura) are being targeted by a mysterious murderer (the Great Being Velika), to be either killed or recruited to his cause.

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Strašně milá výzva od @vesnaaa a ještě to bylo edukativní, protože co já si pamatuju o Jaře národů? Nic. Samozřejmě založení Klubu českých turistů následuje až 40 let po revolučním roce 1848, i založení Sokola se datuje o 20 let později a na skauting bylo třeba si počkat ještě déle... Ale tyhle spolkové věci z něčeho vyrostly a místní láska k chození po venku a tužení se na čerstvém vzduchu musela existovat už předtím, než bylo jasný, že zrovna tohle nás obrodí od jha Rakouska-Uherska.

Moje slovenská kamarádka pak tvrdí, že naše zvýšená potřeba dlabance na výšlapu je národní specifikum. Tak já jí to teda věřím :)

(An art contest entry with a tribute to the national love for the holly combination of hiking and eating on the way.)