#imagine the permit office being moved to like

[wherabouts-of-light]

at the rate Grian is annoying people with the permit office thing he may be the target of the obligatory war

[ilongfor-the-arts]

Hi! Can I request a Carmy fic? I would love a confident reader who is maybe Sydney’s friend who comes to visit her at the restaurant. Asks her “who’s that?” when she sees Carmy in the background and tells Syd she has a hot boss (and Carmy overhears and likes her too). You can take it from there (with hopefully some smut)….I think Carmy would be emboldened if he knew that someone clearly liked him

More Than Friends

Pairing: Carmen Berzatto x fem! Reader

Warnings: language, talking about sex, smut, oral (m! Receiving), office sex

Summary: *in req*

Word Count: 2.8k

When I heard Sydney had gotten a job at "the best restaurant in the world," I imagined something a little more refined than The Original Beef of Chicagoland. Standing in front of the filthy sign, cluttered windows, and peeling facade made me question my decision to meet Sydney's "friends." I can only imagine the types of people who would gladly work here.

“Alright, I know it doesn’t look like much. But I promise, once you taste the food, you’ll never wanna eat anywhere else.”

I dragged my gaze across the unassuming appearance of "the best restaurant in the world." I'm not one to pass judgment based on appearance, but a dirty facade is not something you want to see in a place where food is being prepared for your consumption.

"Alright, Syd,” I say with a sigh, “I’m choosing to trust you on this one.”

Syd grasped my hand, tugging me through the threshold.

“Great! You won’t regret this Y/N.”

I permit Sydney to lead me into the restaurant. My nose was immediately filled with wonder. Considering the facade, the smell was impeccable.

“Woah.”

I said, staring aimlessly at the unkempt kitchen because the smell didn't match the appearance.

“What?”

Syd asked, worried something was not to my liking.

“I just- wow, it smells unbelievable in here.”

Sydney’s face broke into a pearly white smile.

“I know right! God, I was so worried you were gonna hate it!”

I looked all around the restaurant. It was shabby, dirty, and a little stuffy. In the corners of the room, the paint was beginning to peel. On the counter, a thin film of dust had accumulated. However, there was something that was quite adorable. For instance, it seemed as if this would be a great place for a first date. It appeared to be a location where many happy memories were stored.

“Hm.”

I hummed, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t wanna speak too soon, but this certainly feels promising.”

“Oh my God just wait until you meet the crew! They are gonna love-”

“Sydney?!”

A moving figure that appeared behind the counter caught my attention.

Oh my God.

“Who is this?”

He pointed towards me.

“This is Y/N, the friend I was telling you about?”

His eyes landed on mine. He was gorgeous, God. I was almost angry at Sydney for failing to inform me about her sexy coworker.

“Oh, this is Y/N?”

Alright, now was the time to take command.

“Hey, I’m Y/N.”

I strolled over and optimistically extended a hand for him to take. His shocked gaze lingered over my friendly gesture.

“Oh- Um, hi Y/N, I’m Carmen…”

As Carmen clasped my hand in his, his voice drifted off. He had a powerful handshake. We were off to a fantastic start.

“But, um-my friends just call me Carmy.”

I grinned, shoving my hands in the pockets of my jeans.

“So, is it alright if I call you Carmy?”

He raised his eyebrows in surpirse.

“Well, I mean-um-that depends? Do you think were gonna be friends?”

I scoffed, my grin morphing into a subtle smirk.

“Y’know, I don’t know if I wanna be friends.”

It took a minute for him to get it, but once he did, the reaction was instnat. Carmen’s lips parted, a faint shade of pink creeping onto his cheekbones.

“Well, um-”

He looked to Sydney for solitude. She chimed in.

“Hey, um, Y/N, we only have about an hour until we open.”

She came around to my side, wrapped her arm around my shoulder, and led me to the kitchen. She was directing my attention away from Carmen.

“How ‘bout we take a look around and then I can make you some food to take home?”

I nodded.

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

I removed myself from the uncomfortable blanket of awkwardness once we were in the kitchen and a considerable distance away from Carmen.

“Okay, what the hell Syd? Why didn’t you tell me you had a hot coworker!”

Sydney pressed her finger to my lips, hushing me. Her face was filled with fear. Was my flirtation really that petrifying?

“Sh! Y/N, he’s not just a coworker he’s my boss!”

My jaw dropped to the floor, my eyes widening.

“No way in hell! He’s your boss?! The man I just talked to is your fucking boss?!”

“The man you just flirted with is my fucking boss!”

I scoffed loudly, my tone creeping well above a whisper.

“Sydney you have a hot boss!”

“Y/N!”

She exclaimed sternly.

“Please! I beg of you! Try to keep the flirting to a minimum!”

I rolled my eyes.

“Jesus Sydney why don’t you just cut off my leg while you’re at it!”

I flung myself atop a kitchen coutner playfully, dangling my legs.

“I mean, you have this absolute hunk of a man bossing you around and hanging over your shoulder 24/7. You are lucky!”

Sydney crossed her arms over her chest, her lips pursed.

“Please, can you just not flirt with my boss.”

I groaned.

“You are no fun.”

I gnawed on my lower lip, staring into the nothingness past Sydney, letting my mind drift. When a burning question popped into my head, I quickly jerked back into reality.

“Alright, but, can I just ask one thing?”

Sydney sighed.

“What?”

She inquired, exasperated.

“Have you ever tried to-”

She waved her hands through the air, hastily dismissing my question.

“Oh my God please no more of that! No! The answer is no!”

I held my hands up in defense.

“Hey! Don’t attack me! I was just asking!”

Sydney rolled her eyes, her annoynace bubbling within her.

“Look Y/N, Carmen is a really lonely guy. He isn’t like one of those jocks you’re used to flirting with-”

Sydney's tone was tinged with judgment. I had to chime in.

“Woah, okay, when did this turn into criticizing my romantic choices?”

Sydney shook her head, restarting her thought process.

“That’s not what I’m saying. I’m just saying you are a confident girl and he is very much so a not confident guy. And, I know you’re just screwing around, and even though you might think he knows you're screwing around, I promise you he does not.”

I stared off into space, appearing to carefully consider my next ideas even though I was only messing with Sydney. I mean, really? Don't flirt with her hot boss? Was she for real?

“Alright, so what you’re saying is make it obvious I’m not screwing around before I fuck him?”

Sydney groaned, her eyes virtually rolling to the back of her head.

“That’s absolutely not what I’m saying!”

“Sydney! Get your ass over here I need your help with something!”

Another voice, not Carmen's, reverberated around the kitchen walls. Sydney raced over to me, her voice barely above a whisper. I recoiled, surprised at her sudden closeness.

“I’m saying don’t fuck him! Please!”

She took a step back, placing distance between us. Sydney took a deep breath, steadying herself.

“Now, I gotta go. Are you okay hanging here for a second?”

I nodded, trying to conceal my annoyance.

“Sure. I’ll be okay.”

“Hands to yourself!”

Sydney exclaimed before vanishing from sight. I assumed she'd only take a few minutes, but after about ten minutes of waiting, I decided to go exploring. I stumbled upon an appealing door that was closed off from the rest of the restaurant. I glanced from side to side, ensuring no one was around to witness my snooping.

I flung open the door, eager to discover the secrets of the hidden room. What I didn't expect to find was Carmen hunched over a desk, scribbling on a scrap of paper. When he noticed I was in his office, a look of shock wafted over his features. He blushed.

“Oh! Um, Y/N, what are you doing here?”

I shut the door behind me. Now, it was just me and him, in his office, alone.

Perfect.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you, I was just exploring and this door was closed so it excited me.”

I motioned to the door behind me.

“Huh. Do-um, do things that are off limits entice you?”

I strolled over to his desk, trying not to overwhelm him with my seductive attempts.

“Yes. When someone tells me I can’t have something, it makes me want it real bad.”

“Yes. When someone tells me I can’t have something, it makes me want it real bad.”

Carmen scoffed.

“What? Like your friend's hot boss?”

Oh my God.

He heard that?

His cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink. He was taken aback by his own self-assurance.

“I mean, um, I didn’t-uh, I-I wasn’t eavesdropping I promise.”

He averted his gaze, suddenly becoming preoccupied with the numerous bills on his desk. I shrugged casually.

“It’s alright. Honestly, I don’t really care. It’s your restaurant after all. You have a right to know what’s going on.”

Carmen scoffed.

“What? Like your friend's hot boss?”

Oh my God.

He heard that?

His cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink. He was taken aback by his own self-assurance.

“I mean, um, I didn’t-uh, I-I wasn’t eavesdropping I promise.”

He averted his gaze, suddenly becoming preoccupied with the numerous bills on his desk. I shrugged casually.

“It’s alright. Honestly, I don’t really care. It’s your restaurant after all. You have a right to know what’s going on.”

Through his lashes, he looked up at me. Except for the soothing hum of the air conditioner, there was complete silence. The dim lighting created an intriguing ambience in the space.

“Uh-well, I’m still sorry.”

I grinned, his awkwardness was incredibly adorable.

“Did you happen to hear what Sydney said? Yknow, about the whole…”

I waved my hand through the stuffy air, hoping he'd finish the sentence for me. If Carmen was as unaccustomed to female interaction as Sydney suggested, I would not bring up the subject of sex.

Carmen raised his eyebrows.

“Uh-yeah, I-um, I heard most of it.”

He laughed awkwardly.

“Please don’t fuck my boss.”

He tried to mimic Sydney's tone of voice. I laughed, delighted by his attempts at humor. I trailed my finger down the uneven wood of the desk, attempting to appear nonchalant as I entered unfamiliar terrain.

“Yknow, we can still have fun and not fuck.”

Carmen shifted in his seat, tightening his grasp on the armrests. His knuckles had turned a pale white.

“We don't-y’know-we don’t have to do anything.”

I nodded.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do. But, honestly, do you think I’m attractive?”

The breath hitched in Carmen’s throat.

“Yeah, I do.”

He said, voice cracking slightly. I smirked, fluttering my lashes suggestively.

“Good, cause I think you’re attractive.”

I moved my gaze down his body, enjoying the sight of his toned torso being softly hugged by a white shirt. God, his hands, what I’d give to have them around my neck.

Baby steps.

Baby steps.

Carmen shifted once more in his seat, the bulge in his jeans becoming increasingly more difficult to conceal.

“And, if you’ll let me, I’d love to take care of that for you.”

Carmen’s eyes widened.

“Oh-um, you don’t have to-“

“Well, I’m aware I don’t have to. But, yknow, usually when two people are attracted to each other they act on it.”

I slowly dropped to my knees in front of him, staring at him through my lashes. I shuffled closer, settling myself between his spread legs. The gentle smell of sweat and smoke wafted through the air.

“I mean, what’s the point of being attracted to someone if all you do is beat around the bush?”

God, this angle made me want to fuck him even more. He looked extra sexy when he was all hot and bothered.

“Yeah-um, I guess.”

I reached for his jeans, slowly unbuttoning his fly.

“Is this okay?”

Carmen gulped, his lips falling open as his breathing became audible.

“Yeah, this is okay.”

I tugged his jeans down his thighs, exposing his black boxers. Carmen’s erection was growing with every subtle touch.

Jesus, he was big.

I hooked a finger in the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down to join his jeans in a pool on the floor. His cock sprang free, beads of precum already collecting on the swollen tip.

“Oh Jesus.”

Carmen murmured under his breath. His knuckles were white. I playfully cast a glance upwards as I wrapped my hand around his length. Carmen shuddered. His entire body convulsed as I began to pump his erection. A few stray curls fell onto his forehead, and his chest heaved with each strangled breath.

“Try to be quiet, alright? We don’t want Sydney to think I’m fucking her hot boss.”

With that comment, I slipped the tip of his cock into my mouth. Carmen grit his teeth, suppressing the noises that threatened to spill past his lips.

“Does that feel good?”

I asked before hastily resuming my previous actions. Bit by bit, I took Carmen’s thick cock into my mouth. But he couldn’t help himself. Carmen thrusted his hips forward, his tip slamming into the back of my throat. I gagged, his visceral reaction was incredibly unexpected.

“Shit,” he whispered, “I’m sorry. Uh-yeah, yeah, that feels really good. Please, please don’t stop.”

Oh, I was not stopping.

Carmen's tanned body was covered in a thin mist of sweat. Moisture had adhered to the loose curls on his forehead. His pupils had been blown, and his dreamy blue eyes had turned nearly entirely black with passion.

Carmen's chest continued to heave as he attempted to recover control over his own body. He threw his head back, his Adam's apple now exposed.

God, he was sexy. I wanted nothing more than to place a hickey on that lovely neck of his.

The sound of footsteps hurried past the office door. Carmen's eyes widened in disbelief. He placed his fist in his mouth and bit down hard to conceal his desire.

Oh God, the thought of Sydney bursting through the door to find me on my knees with Carmen’s cock in my mouth frightened me. So, I gently took Carmen’s free fist and placed it in my hair, hoping he would take the hint and manipulate me to his liking.

Thankfully, his desire was so prominent that he pushed away his apprehension. He quickened my pace, moving me along his cock more rapidly. I relaxed my body, allowing myself to become a tool to help him achieve his release.

Carmen gripped my roots with such force that I feared my scalp would be pulled from my skull. Nevertheless, I pushed past the pain and discomfort in my knees and worked to bring him to an orgasm.

Carmen instinctively bucked his hips into my mouth, his cock twitching on my tongue. His salty precum coated my taste buds. I dragged my tongue over his swollen tip, his length now twitching more rapidly.

“Fuck! Jesus, I’m gonna-“

Carmen’s voice morphed into a pornographic moan as his hot cum coated my throat. He released his death grip on my roots, taking a few loose strands of hair with him. I gently dragged my lips along his cock a few more times in order to bring him down from his high. When he grew completely soft in my mouth, I removed my mouth from his length with a subtle pop.

I stood, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“You alright?”

Carmen hastily shoved his cock back into his boxers.

“I’m uh-I’m great.”

He threw his jeans over his hips, tattooed biceps rippling as he redid his fly.

He has nice arms.

I bet he could throw me around really easily.

“I just-um-we open really soon and I-um-I need to get ready there’s still a lot of work to be done.”

Carmen pushed past me. Before he could throw open the door, I placed my palm atop his hand, halting his movements.

“Would you wanna get dinner with me sometime?”

His eyes had returned to their lovely blue.

“Sure, um… I’m super busy but I think I can make something work.”

He grinned softly. He had a beautiful smile. God, this guy needs to get laid.

“Sounds good.”

Carmen and I crossed the threshold into the now-busy front of the restaurant. Employees rushed back and forth. A crowd had gathered around the front door. Carmen tapped my shoulder to attract my attention.

“Could I, um, maybe get your number?”

He asked, chuckling. I crossed my arms over my chest. I grinned devilishly.

“Sorry, I don’t have my phone on me right now,” I began, “oh! But, Y’know who does have my number who you could ask?”

Carmen tilted his head to the side, intrigued.

“Who?”

My eyes crinkled as I grinned sincerely.

Oh, this was gonna be fun.

“Sydney.”

[matchesarelit]

Imagine If You Will… (Trinkets, Spencer Agnew x gn!Reader)

Being in love with one Spencer Agnew was tortuous for all the reasons it was undeniable, he was kind and thoughtful to a fault. So how do you bury feelings like these? Badly and in a way more painful than you realize.

Smosh Masterlist

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Happy ending, primary school insults, heartache, Unrequited requited feelings.

Wc: ~2.8k

Permitting your legs to give out you flopped down onto the tiny couch, dramatically shielding your eyes from the harsh fluorescent lights. You released an exaggerated sigh to announce your entrance and two feet away, Spencer eagerly watched your performance, shaking his head at your regular antics a giddy smile danced across his lips accompanied by a giggled greeting.

Often growing tired of the plain nature of your own workspace, you often ventured to the gamer zone, as you called it, whenever you found yourself in need of a break. The variety of figures and art littered around the makeshift room was comforting, this was in part due to the presence of the man just a few steps away and his interests. Many hours worth of breaks were spent listening to explanations of his collections, his ramblings were comforting and the spark present in his eyes while Spencer spoke put a warmth in your chest. Looking at the man beside you as you did now, however, was something you had tried to avoid every time, and every time, you failed within seconds.

Peeking tentatively through a small gap, you studied every minute detail of his presence, hoping, begging your mind to commit it to memory. Dark curls sprawling in every which way caught the light like a halo. Inked sketches stretching out from beneath his sleeves coated him in his personality. Gleaming gemstones are trapped behind his wire frames yet still sparkle like stars in the countryside.

Although a supremely comfortable couch, for an office space at least, your favorite position to sit in his presence was nestled into his side at his desk. That placement however was not as comfortable as it seemed as it meant you were sitting on an old desk chair made of plastic that dug into every ounce of flesh it touched. Spencer's warmth was worth it nonetheless, the trance he put you in allowed your mind to drift; more often than not to a scene of the two of you curled up together lips moving in sync as your hands tussled through his hair. You'd fallen for him hard and fast over your first year at smosh, now six years later you still needed to wrestle your wandering mind away from such thoughts almost every time the two of you were alone. Over the years you had caught yourself fantasizing of spending your life with Spencer in all sorts of ways, all of which only managed to twist the knife in your gut, your own mind reminding you of the life you could never have.

You hadn't dwelled on these feelings for the whole time you'd worked together, Selena and Rock were a godsend as they pushed you into blind dates and nights out in an attempt to give you a reprieve. To their credit you'd been in a couple of relationships, one lasted just months but the other continued for a year and a half before he called it off in a cacophony of insecurity and accusations. Although Spencer and you had no history of romance, your status as best friends and hard-to-hide admiration for the man had wrought a bout of concerns from both of them and while they weren't entirely wrong the accusations had wrought an unshakable cloud that eventually tore both relationships apart.

In the aftermath of your breakups both Rock and Selena had held you as you cried, terrified you would have to choose between finding love and having Spencer in your life. As weeks turned into months, they grew more astute in their advice, urging you to end the suffering of not knowing, "If you told him how you feel you could make the decision, I know the thought that it might come to losing him is painful, but you can't continue this way. It's paralyzing you and hurting you in the long run."

It was a conversation the three of you had had time and time again throughout the years, it often left all of you in tears; you were terrified of losing him, and they were heartbroken witnessing your pain over and over.

Craning your neck from the arm of the couch you admired the back of his head; he'd recently let his hair grow out and your attention was continually grabbed by the way his curls bounced at his smallest of movements. At this moment however, a small blurry pink blob obstructed your view, shifting your attention to the small figure on the side table you noted a small piglet sitting atop a toilet while reading a newspaper.

An absurd snort left your nose as you brought it up closer to inspect it, the sound pulling Spencer's attention to you and the focus of your giggles. What was strange about the little pig was that he had been placed inches from where you lay your head in a place where no one who worked in the department could see from their desks, the toy was also angled to face you. Soon enough, as you moved to return the figure to its place Spencer spoke up, "I knew you'd think Chaddius was hilarious. That's his name by the way; Chaddius."

"I like it, it's very dignified and it suits him well."

"I-uh, I got him in a gatcha a few months back and found him again over the weekend and thought you would get a kick out of it, so I thought I'd put it there for you."

"Y-you put him here, for me? Spencer I-" mouth agape you looked back and forth between the small figure and the man above you.

"Well, you're in here all the time, and you said you struggle to have Knick knacks on your desk as you either get distracted or they get in your way so I thought I could brighten up the little breaks you spend in here." The awkwardness of his rambling passed you by as you sat dazed by the sentiment. You wasted no time in thanking him but finding it difficult to stop yourself you continued. "I love him. I do, but you should know I come here because it makes me so happy to hang out with you, being here is plenty bright for me, so you don't need to worry about me, okay?" he turned back to his computer a short "ok" leaving his lips before being followed by a whisper too quiet for you to hear.

The rest of your time there was spent in an uncommon silence before you left with a wave. Stopping by the bathroom on the way back to your department, you glared at yourself in the mirror before murmuring mockingly, "PlEnTy BrIgHt FoR mE... dOnT wOrRy AbOuT mE." Christ why couldn't you just leave it at thank you, he was being so kind and you felt the need to stop him. You knew his kindness came from friendship and your mind was already twisting it into something more and that felt wrong.

Are you really his friend? You clearly have ulterior motives that's for sure, but being completely honest if you saw him marry another girl, sure your heart would break but every other part of you would be ecstatic at his happiness. Does that make it better? or just more pathetic?

Jeez, this line of thinking was only ever going to hurt. Putting on your most aggressive metal music selection on your headphones, you sat at your desk and started to work, trying absolutely anything to stop your mind from returning to him for the rest of the day.

At the end of your workday, you moved to leave, Gluing your eyes to your phone screen you kept your head down as you speed walked past the game desks and out of the building.

Over the weekend, despite your inner conflict, you had settled on spending your breaks at your desk, perusing Instagram and Reddit threads. That only lasted about 5 minutes.

A Slack message lit up the corner of your monitor; "You okay?". This was unexpected, you always thought you were a nuisance, up till your last visit at least, that you were more of a bother than he let on, you never expected him to notice your absence let alone worry enough to ask you about it. Typing out a quick excuse a cringe of guilt twitching your face and closing your eyes as you hit send; "Yeah I'm okay, just chatting with Tommy and Rock, probably won't make it over today." You even hazarded a glace in the two men's direction where you had seen them earlier talking by the window. Feeling a slight discomfort at the lie you went to join them, hoping the conversation was one you didn't have to put a lot of thought into.

The rest of your days were spent in solitude, finding yourself dissatisfied with the company of anyone but Spencer you quietly slouched deeper and deeper into your chair as the hours passed you by.

Until the day of the third hide and seek.

At this point it had been over two months since you stopped visiting the scruffy gamer in his zone. You'd felt withdrawals for a while and had caught yourself walking almost all the way there more than a few times. Movement on the other side of the office tore your attention from Kiana as she announced filming was about to start, little above a blur as he scurried from his desk. Your eyes however lingered on the space. More specifically on the end table by the couch. The top of the dilapidated wood piece was consumed by dozens of figures. Some alongside Chaddius, animals atop a latrine. Some birds perched in various precarious yoga poses. All of varying sizes and colours yet all sharing one. notable. trait. Every single character was turned to face the couch. Your couch.

There were over 50 little dudes.

Well beyond fifty work days since you kept yourself at your desk.

More than five-zero days that that curly-haired gremlin king must have gently placed a new figure there.

Just.

For.

You.

To leave them lonely and purposely collecting dust. Just for you to leave him hangin. To leave him clearly missing your presence. But wait. I hear you say,Surely if he was missing you this much he would have reached ou-. He did though Didn't he? You were the one who left. You were the one who lied. You were the one who avoided him like the plague.

A hand jostling your shoulder broke your spiraling thoughts Tommy was eyeing you suspiciously from your side not stopping as he passed you. "Come on, there's thirty seconds." calling back as he strolled backwards towards the kitchen he continued. "And you're right by the way; what you were thinking. Silly plan my guy."

Leaning forward into a hurried scamper you rushed to find somewhere to hide, your clever spot and disguise long forgotten and much too far away. A hand shot out from the nearby cupboard pulling you to stumble inside. Following the hand, and connected arm up you met Spencer's pouting gaze. Mind still a haze the yelled countdown drowned out by the thumping of blood through your ears, you turned on the spot to leave the small space.

You never took a step, hand on the knob, feet refusing to budge. Casting a glance down you noted the boots that covered your own, the toes of his shoes pinned our own to the floor. The sight would be comical if he didn't look as defeated as he did, a new glistening shine visible in his eyes despite the darkness.

"Please. Don't."

"Spencer I-"

"You're avoiding me. Why?" his voice was harsh but that dissappeared quickly as he shuddered, dragging a forceful hand down his face, his features warped and spread the wetness that had quickly begun to pour down his cheeks. "You never come by on your breaks. You barely look at me in meetings and all but flee when I try to talk to you. Please just tell me what I did. I'll understand. I just need to know. please. I miss you."

"Spencer I- I- haven-"

"Yes, you have been. At first I understood you might be busy but week after week you never said a word to me. I noticed, Everyone noticed."

"He's right we all noticed"

Your jaw hung open as your eyes scanned the darkness, "Who-"

"God, now tell the truth! or feel my fur-" The voice fell into silence as voices were heard outside.

Taking a moment in the silence as the man in front of you was, for the moment, distracted by the game, you collected your thoughts before beginning in a whisper; "You're right, but you know that. I just couldn't let myself do it anymore. Every moment around you was torture, every kind act was a punch in the chest. It was getting worse and worse and I couldn't keep letting it happen. I hated it all."

Allowing yourself a breath you lifted your eyes from your shoes, and the sliver of light illuminating your shoes from under the door, to his eyes. A hurried gasp darted into your chest at the tears streaming down his skin, gathering to drench the neckline of his tee, you stuttered incoherently, frantic to calm his distress.

"That's not what they meant. Give them a moment." The voice, seemingly coming from above, soothed Spencer in a hushed coo before morphing into harshly spat mutterings directed at yourself. "Jesus Christ, tell him plainly you maniac."

"I'm in love with you." If your voice before was a whisper, this was the fluttering of butterfly wings in a thunderstorm, yet your tone remained even. "I've loved you for years now, I knew it was useless; you are so perfect you have this glow of joy and beauty that never leaves and I could never compare. I tried to stop loving you this way, I wanted to be the friend you thought I was. But every kindness was twisted into something more and my mind ran rampant. I felt-I feel disgusted by myself, You have always been nothing but an amazing friend and instead of treasuring what we had I couldn't help but dream of more."

"There we go"

"Yo-" He was interrupted by a sudden light that blinded the pair of you. His grip on you tightened at the shock, only softening as the new voice sounded through the space and your eyes began to adjust.

"Gotcha! Final ten and nine you guys" Arasha, the seeker, had found you yet as you resigned to leave the space at your loss you found the man inches away from you still, a shocked expression stained his cheeks until it didn't. Suddenly he was animatedly talking to the cast member about being upset at being found so fast and vowing that next time he'd win.

Prying your feet out from under his own you turned on your heel all but running from the space feeling more crowded than you ever thought possible. The hand that had encircled your arm fell to his side as you left him there, but he was not far behind as he jogged to catch up with you.

You burst through the door of the bathroom, stumbling to brace yourself against the sink chest heaving with harsh sobs as your cheeks were flush with tears. Hatred saturated your expression as you glared into the mirror, You cursed yourself for all that had happened over the last twenty minutes. Over the last two months. And over the last seven years.

Then the door flew open. Then there he was looking into your eyes. And How on earth could you blame yourself, not only did he look amazing even in the worst of situations, but here he was checking on you despite your-

No,

Stop that,

Stop thinking.

Listen to him his lips are moving,

He's talking,

dumbass.

"I can't believe we could have worked this out so much sooner. Seriously you think way too highly of me, There is no world where I buy 62 Gatcha toys and give them all unique names just for a friend, Not that you aren't a friend. I Just- Funnily enough, I felt the same way, thought I was tainting our friendship with my pining, But I also think it just makes what we have deeper, we know each other so well and care so much."

"Wait, what ar-"

"JESUS FUCK!" The voice from moments before was joined in a sort of chorus from the other side of the door.

the door opened crashing against the wall, a large group, presumably those already found, led by Jeremy, stood with a mixture of exasperated and laughing composures studying the pair of you over the threshold.

Jeremy alone continued; "Y/N You love Spencer in a-" The group behind him turned their backs arms stretching around themselves as they erupted in kissy noises. Jeremy mimicked those same noises as he continued, "In a mwehmwemme way and Spencer you love Y/N, also in a mewmwemwe way. Now kiss!" He stepped back and let the door swing shut with a slam, leaving the two of you more or less alone.

"Look, I'm sure they're just a bit carried awa-"

Your rationalization was interrupted by his lips against yours, the tension had boiled into an overflowing need. His silken lips left your own almost immediately as he wound his arms around your shoulders holding you tight into his chest. Wrapping your own around his chest your hands fisted his shirt as his did yours. All space between you was gone as you pulled each other impossibly closer, sitting in the silence you held back tears unable to shake the lingering stress and fear. Head buried in the nape of his neck you failed to remain silent for long, yearning to hear the words come from him, desperate for confirmation to quiet your racing mind, "Does this mea-"

"I love you, with everything I have, please never doubt that."

[starglitterz]

elysian.

─── THE BEGINNING ; 01.

elysian

adjective; relating to or characteristic of paradise

summary: when you lose your job out of the blue, you’re pretty sure this is the end of the road for you. at least until you reconnect with your childhood best friend aether and he offers you your ideal job and a place to stay. the only condition is that his office will be behind the store you’ll be running, and under no circumstances are you permitted to enter. that’s how you begin your new life as a florist, though you’re not sure how to focus on working when aether seems to have too many pretty boys working both for and against him. your fresh start gets a whole lot more interesting when you discover just how many secrets these men are hiding, but somehow you think you’ll still be able find the elysian ending of your dreams.

pairing: various genshin male characters x gn!reader

a/n: hello!!! i've been talking abt this for ages, i'm sorry it took so long :( i had to rewrite this a billion times until i finally came up w smth i liked hehe <3 this is the first part of the set-up for the universe in which my most recent milestone event takes place ! if you're confused just send me an ask & i'll try to explain better LOL. anyways without further ado let's get right into it !! hope you enjoy <3

elysian masterlist. // next.

If anyone asked you what you do for a living, you doubt that even in your wildest dreams would you have imagined replying that you ran a flower shop as a cover for a gang. It's so outrageous that sometimes you think you owe your past self an apology for going off the rails. But it doesn’t make sense to start telling your story from there – it’s better to start all the way at the beginning: a chance encounter in a coffee shop.

“Y/N? Is that you?”

You’re wallowing in the depths of despair, doing your best not to cry into your cup of iced coffee, when you hear a familiar voice call your name. Jerking around instantly, you scan the room filled with chatting teens, businessmen on important calls and smiling couples until your gaze lands on a man with a long blonde braid sitting at a table a few feet from you. 

Your eyes widen, “Aether?!” His face lights up when you recognise him, and he moves to your table, “It is you! Mind if I sit here?” “No, not at all. Just… wow, I can’t believe you’re here. It’s been forever!” “It really has. I’ve missed you,” Aether’s features soften into an easy smile, “I think the last time I saw you was at our college reunion party. How long has it been since then?” Attempting to ignore how his smile still manages to make heat rise to your cheeks, you chuckle, “At least three years, but you were always the one with the better memory. How have you been?” 

You don’t know if you’re imagining the shadow that seems to cloud his expression, but it dissipates in a second as he replies, “I’m doing well, actually. Moving here was a great decision, I’ve got a new company and everything.” "Really? That's incredible, Aether!" you beam, "At this rate you'll be taking over Teyvat." "I wouldn't go that far," he rubs the back of his neck bashfully, "What about you?"

Now you're fumbling for an answer. How do you tell your college roommate who you haven't seen in years that you've just been fired from your job and your landlord refuses to renew your lease? "Not too good on my end, if I'm being honest," you start cautiously before plastering on a bright smile, "But I'm hoping things will turn up soon!" Genuine concern floods Aether's face and he frowns, "Y/N, what happened? I don't mean to press, but you always did have a tendency to downplay your problems." "It's nothing, really," you try to laugh it off, but you can't meet his eyes. In fact, you can't even take yourself seriously for trying to delude yourself into believing that you being homeless with no source of income is not that serious. 

Aether places his hand on yours, which shocks you enough that your eyes dart up to his and he says softly, "You can tell me, you know. I'm the last person who has any right to judge anyone." "It's not that, I just don't want to dump everything on you," your voice seems to be stuck in your throat, and it comes out a lot less convincing than you hoped for. "Hey," he flicks your forehead gently as a playful smile curves his lips, "I don't think anything can compare to listening to you rant about all your different college crushes for hours." That coaxes a laugh out of you, and you sigh, "Fine." 

When you finish telling him the sad story of your life (AKA just the awful news of today), Aether is quiet. Fantastic. Now he thinks you're a jobless loser, and he's going to pity you and this is going to destroy the dynamics of your friendship and- "Would it sound crazy if I said I had the perfect solution for you?" Your train of thought comes crashing to a stop, "What?" "There's this building I have on the outskirts of town. It's our… base of operations, so to speak. But we only use the back storeroom, and the entire front area feels wasted. It used to be a flower shop, and we haven't had time to renovate it into anything we could use. Also, it would be really helpful to have someone I trust keeping an eye on the place," Aether explains. 

No way. This has got to be impossible. Could a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like this really just fall into your lap? Aether smiles, "I remember you once said your dream was to be a florist. And there's an apartment on the second floor, so you don't need to worry about looking for a place to stay." He must be kidding, right? He's definitely joking, and he's going to drop the punchline any minute now. But a few seconds pass in silence and he doesn't say anything – he just looks at you. Tilting his head, he asks, "So, what do you think? Of course, there's no pressure to accept. This must sound pretty wild."

It seems too good to be true, but a part of you doesn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth. You've known Aether for years, he's someone you'd trust with your life. He couldn't have undergone a complete personality change in just a couple of years with no contact, right? Everything will be fine and all your issues will be resolved if you agree to this – who wouldn't want that? Inhaling a deep breath, you look at him with a determined expression, “Alright. If you’re serious about this, I’d love to!” An excited grin spreads across his face, “Awesome! When will you be moving in? I can text the rest of my team to prepare anything you need for the store, just say the word.” 

The reality of what’s happening seems to crash in on you as he looks at you expectantly, you’re moving into somewhere you’ve never even seen and becoming the owner of a flower shop after years of working a 9-5 desk job. But strangely enough, it isn’t overwhelming at all; it feels like you’re taking the first step towards a new beginning, and instead of nervousness, elation is what’s bubbling up in your heart right now. So it’s with an eager smile that you reply, “Would today be okay?” Aether’s expression mirrors yours, “Definitely!” 

And that’s how a coincidental meeting in a coffee shop changed everything for you, placing you on the path that would eventually lead to an elysian dream of a life. 

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[justinspoliticalcorner]

Radley Balko at The UnPopulist:

Donald Trump and his allies constantly complain that they are regularly targeted, singled out for abuse, and deliberately humiliated by the criminal justice system. They claim that there are “two tiers of justice”—a strict, unrelenting one for MAGA, and a loose, deferential one for the migrants, rapists, and killers that George Soros-funded prosecutors refuse to punish. But even before the conservative justices in a party-line ruling handed Trump virtual immunity from fomenting an insurrection, he had been getting the criminal justice system’s “platinum door” treatment. His cases are unusual in that he’s a former president. But his status and political position have helped him far more than they have hurt him. I want to compare and contrast some of Trump and his supporters’ complaints with how the criminal legal system operates in the real world.

Treating Trump With Kid Gloves

Trump has complained that his criminal trials have been a huge inconvenience for him—keeping him from using that time to campaign for president, potentially keeping him from attending his son Barron’s high school graduation. Typically, people facing criminal charges have to show up when court begins and then sit for hours until their case is called. They’re required to take off work, or find someone to watch their kids. And those are merely the people lucky enough to be released before trial. In many courts, they aren’t allowed to have cell phones. Over the last few years, I’ve watched dozens of people wait in a courtroom, staring at the wall for half a day or more, only to learn that their case has been continued, so they'll have to do it all again in a month. I don’t know if any of them had to cancel a political rally, but many have certainly been fired, missed doctor’s appointments, or lost other opportunities. I suppose it’s possible that a judge at some point let a defendant charged with 34 felonies delay a trial to attend a graduation ceremony, but I imagine if you asked a public defender if that’s a regular occurrence, you’d need to set aside some time for the laughter to die down. Incidentally, Trump was permitted to attend his son’s graduation.

Trump and his supporters have also complained about the tactics the FBI agents used when serving the search warrant on Mar-a-Lago. Georgia Congresswoman Marjorie Taylor Greene described the raid as “the rogue behavior of communist countries,” and Steve Bannon insisted that the GOP will move to incarcerate officials who approved it. Trump himself accused FBI agents of not taking off their shoes while walking through his bedroom. As someone who has written about aggressive police raids for over 20 years, it’s hard to image a more pathetic complaint than that. The FBI gave Trump’s Secret Service detail a heads-up that they were coming. They deliberately conducted the search when Trump would be out of town, to save him embarrassment. When National Security Agency intelligence officer, William Binney, a whistleblower, tried to point out problems at the agency by going through internal channels, FBI agents raided his home unannounced, entered without authorization, and pointed their guns at him after finding him in the shower.

Far-right media personalities like Tucker Carlson and Laura Ingraham have also suggested that Robert Mueller’s office may have tipped off the media to maximize publicity around the raid. But of course tipping off the press about a pending arrest is a time-honored tradition among publicity-seeking prosecutors. The amusing thing about this complaint is that a carefully staged perp walk as a publicity stunt is a technique first popularized by … Trump’s personal attorney and bag man Rudy Giuliani, who used it to humiliate the International Monetary Fund’s chief. We now know that Mueller’s office did not tip off CNN. The network’s reporters had staked out Stone’s house after noticing unusual activity in court fillings from Mueller’s office. It was just good reporting.

MAGA world has also been critical of how search and arrest warrants were served on other Trump-adjacent personalities. FBI agents were accused of “manhandling” Paul Manafort and his wife during an early morning raid, which legal commentator Jonathan Turley called “excessive.” In response to the FBI’s raid on Roger Stone, Sheriff Joe Arpaio said: “I’ve been busting down doors for 50 years and I’ve never sent that many units to the baddest murderer.” (Arpaio once sent a small army of cops to raid a guy accused of cockfighting. That raid ended with actor Steven Seagal, cosplaying as a cop, driving an armored vehicle into the poor guy’s living room.) But of course the FBI and other federal agencies routinely conduct volatile, aggressive raids on people suspected of nonviolent or low-level crimes.

[...]

Jan. 6 Rioters More Equal than BLM Protesters

Then there’s January 6th! Increasingly over the past couple of years, Trump and his allies have complained that the Jan. 6 rioters have been singled out for abuse, especially when compared to those accused of rioting and looting during the George Floyd protests. The Jan. 6 rioters are frequently referred to as “political prisoners”—Trump himself calls them “hostages.” Let’s look at the facts.

About 70% of people arrested and charged with Jan. 6-related crimes were released on bond or under their own recognizance, including everyone charged with crimes that would qualify as “peaceful protest,” such as trespassing. Just 25% of federal criminal defendants are released pre-trial overall. If we factor in both state and federal courts, the number of people routinely detained while awaiting trial in this country is so large that there are actually more people behind bars who have yet to be convicted than people who have. But seven in 10 Jan. 6ers were released. It is true that the conditions in Washington, D.C. jails are terrible. They’re under-supervised, unsanitary, and hellish, and have astronomical rates of suicide. When Trump was booked at the jail in Fulton County, Georgia, he complained that the facility was “poor and disgraceful,” adding, “It’s worse than you could even imagine. It’s violent. The building is falling apart.” But Trump was quickly booked and released. He didn’t spend any time in an actual jail cell.

All of the Jan. 6 defendants who were not released prior to trial were charged with serious felonies. Federal public defenders have made clear that the federal courts have been far more likely to release Capitol rioters pre-trial than other defendants. And, in fact, the D.C. federal public defender’s office went all out to make sure that Jan. 6ers received a robust defense. They ramped up staffing and enlisted attorneys from other federal offices to help. We can contrast the extraordinary efforts to make sure the Jan. 6ers were well defended to the ongoing crisis in public defense I’ve been regularly documenting. There are parts of the country where people sit in jails for weeks or even months before ever seeing a lawyer. Some meet their attorney for the first time just minutes before they’re due in court. Many public defenders have no access to investigators. Most are severely overworked.

[...]

The System Has Gone Way Easy on Trump

Trump has been treated far better and received more preferential treatment than just about anyone ever ensnared in the criminal justice system. He’s the only person in U.S. history to have his criminal case appear before a judge he appointed—and one he could promote to a higher court should he retake the White House. He’s also the only person in U.S. history to have his criminal case appear before the U.S. Supreme Court after having appointed a third of that court’s justices. Consider how his classified documents case compares to similar cases against non-former presidents. The Justice Department became aware that Reality Winner had leaked a single classified document to a media outlet—a document she believed served an important public interest—in May 2017. She was arrested the following month. By August 2018, 16 months later, she had been sentenced to five years in prison. Trump was indicted for hoarding around 200 classified documents, lying about them, refusing to turn them over, and then obstructing the government’s attempts to recover them. Whatever his motivation was for all of this, it definitely wasn’t whistleblowing.

Trump illegally took the documents in January 2021. The first indication that the government became aware of them was in May of that year. The National Archives then gave Trump repeated warnings. Instead, he showed off and boasted about top secret documents to Mar-a-Lago visitors. The FBI didn’t open an investigation until March 2022. The search of Mar-a-Lago didn’t take place until the following August. Trump wasn’t indicted until June 2023. It has now been 37 months since the government became aware of Trump’s 200 documents, and it’s unlikely that his trial will happen any time soon.

[...]

Trump Monetizes Criminality When Others Lose Their Shirt

People with criminal convictions also typically struggle to pay court fines and fees, probation or parole fees, child support, and private debts accumulated while they were incarcerated. It can be difficult to find housing, and they’re far more likely to experience homelessness. Trump himself faces significant fines and fees. He owes $450 million to the state of New York for crimes committed by his company, and $90 million to E. Jean Carrol after a jury found him liable for defaming her after he sexually assaulted her. Trump also has a habit of not paying his creditors, though in his case it’s usually more a matter of not wanting to pay than the inability to do so. Still, unlike others with felony convictions, Trump will not end up homeless or destitute. It’s unlikely he’ll even need to alter his lavish lifestyle.

[...] Over the years, I’ve interviewed more people treated unfairly by the criminal justice system than I can count. They often say that the experience changed them. It made them more empathetic, less trustful of police and prosecutors, and more willing to entertain the notion that the system sometimes gets it wrong. Most understand that any system capable of the injustice inflicted on them has certainly done the same or worse to others. Powerful people who encounter the justice system can be particularly effective agents of change. But that isn’t going to happen here. That’s partly because Trump has experienced only the most glancing of consequences from his criminal convictions. But it’s also because MAGA revels in victimhood. Conceding that the system is fundamentally unfair would merely make Trump one victim among many. The false narrative that courts and prosecutors are hellbent on targeting him and his supporters—while showing outrageous leniency toward scary drug dealers, rapists, and killers—only amplifies the outrage and victimhood.

MAGA’s beef with the system isn’t that justice has been weaponized, it’s that it has been weaponized against them. Their answer isn’t to insulate the system from politics, it’s to ratchet up the politicization, then aim it at their enemies.

Radley Balko wrote in The UnPopulist expertly debunking the MAGA lie that the so-called "weaponization" of the criminal justice system is being used to rightly prosecute Donald Trump and his allies for their crimes.

In fact, the criminal justice system has gone soft on Donald Trump and his allies.

Balko said it best here: "MAGA’s beef with the system isn’t that justice has been weaponized, it’s that it has been weaponized against them. Their answer isn’t to insulate the system from politics, it’s to ratchet up the politicization, then aim it at their enemies."

[deadpuppetboi]

The Fnaf trailer recently came out so I decided to write a small snippet based on it-

If the door hadn't been slightly ajar, Abby would have been taken into the arms of the mechanical fox behind her.

It had pursued her once she had made eye contact, not giving up the instant she had taken the opportunity to flee. Its hook sliced through whatever obstacles the young girl had set in its path. Its shriek pierced the air as it swung its hook near the girl's shoulder, merely chipping away at the sweater she was wearing.

Abby had merely burst through the door out of haste; she hadn't even considered how this room came to be. She had passed through this area before, but she had no idea this room existed. But she didn't seem to mind, slamming the door shut as the pirate nearly tore through the threshold.

And the once horrible scream that pierced Abby's ears was cut off by the silence of the room she was in.

Abby had taken a few steps back, her entire body trembling over what she had done. She couldn't decide whether to cry or sigh in relief, so she just kept breathing, attempting to control her now beating heart.

The room had chilly air, which Abby appreciated as she wiped the sweat from her brow. She wiped the snot from her nose and took a moment to survey her surroundings. While the room was completely dark, Abby could see the silhouettes of objects about her.

For a fraction of a second, Abby imagined the artificial animals had followed her into the room. The same creatures had found a way to get their hands (paws? claws?) on her through some type of blind spot.

The girl yelped, her body jerking back as she peered into the eyes of the animals encircling her. Something had caught on the back of her ankle, causing the girl to tumble backward onto her side and into the icy floor below. Abby stumbled around on the floor, tangled by the alienated hands that wrapped around her like snakes.

She shouted out again, writhing around like a fish on a hook in an attempt to free herself. She kicked and punched wherever she believed she was being seized. Her hair, arms, legs, and even her stomach were all permitted to move about to keep everything from latching onto her permanently.

Abby's revelation came after a few more seconds of futile struggle. She wasn't being wrapped by shadows or whatever her imagination had conjured up, but by the very loose and cold wires that were joined by something invisible. After another round of confusing struggle, the girl felt her left hand clasp a chilly cylinder.

Her thumb brushed against a rubber button connected to the cylinder as she continued to feel around the device. The girl had pressed it while still being held in the dark, only to be attacked by a blinding light that flashed through the darkness. Abby cried out, closing her eyes and dropping the torch to the ground below.

The girl growled, rubbing her now-wet eyes and blinking away the glare that was obscuring her vision. She took a few moments to gather herself before finally taking the flashlight to scan the room.

It was nothing Abby had expected.

She had anticipated seeing rows of identical robot mascots that were just out to harm her. Instead, she saw pieces of them spread throughout; heads, arms, and legs were all hung up on the walls with steel shelves. Wires of various colors ran beside or were wrapped around the spare pieces.

Looking down, Abby noticed that the same wires had been under her, with some even wrapping around her torso during her prior battles. The girl shook the cables in haste, frustrated with the realization. Huffing as she crawled away from the cables, Abby took another look around, flashlight still in hand, and surveyed the area once more.

Despite the obvious, the girl had only one thought in her mind.

‘I need to see Mike.’

Abby had no idea where her brother had gone. She knew he was in this restaurant, but she didn't know if he was running to save her or sitting in that gloomy office. She chose either or and set the flashlight down, tying her hair into a bun, her hands trembling as her mind raced from one alternative to the next.

She didn't want to think about her brother being killed or battling to get away from the mascots in this location. And she certainly didn't want to believe it may have been all due to her.

The girl's vision clouded as her bottom lip trembled. Bile had risen at the back of Abby's throat, and she had squeezed her hands into fists, stifling her breath. It took her a while to cry, especially this late at night and in this particular location.

God, why did she have to leave his sight?

None of this would have happened if she had stayed put, and even if this turmoil had occurred, she would have been safe in her older brother's sight.

The flashlight she had left beside her flickered as Abby nearly curled herself into a ball. At first, she didn't mind, allowing a few tears to escape her eyes until the flickering became more noticeable.

The girl then looked over and hiccuped twice. And before she could find out how to fix her lone source of light, it had entirely shut off.

Abby reached for the flashlight right away, tapping the rubber button with her thumb a few times before starting to strike the side. She internally screamed at herself for wasting time and she tried all she could to make it function. Because everything in this place was older than she was, she should consider this flashlight a gift from God to help her navigate it thoroughly.

The flashlight had finally started to function by what Abby would see as the seventh slap. The girl smiled to herself and looked around the room once more, relieved that the flashlight had, after all, started working.

Abby wouldn't have noticed if the temperature in the room had dropped further; the chill in her chest had already outweighed it tenfold.

Despite the flashlight falling from her hands and clanging as it hit the ground, the light was still shining. The massive figure was illuminated from the opposite side of the room, its golden fur reflecting the light's source. The impact almost caused the mascot to glow with radiance and pride, yet it was everything but that.

The poor girl was paralyzed with dread and had neither spoken nor moved.

What time did it enter the room? She was the only person to see and hear anyone else enter this area just a short while ago. Had it been silent or had Abby's pointless sobs when she believed the shadows were holding her down caused it to pass?

Who?

What?

Where?

When?

Why?

Too many questions, and not enough answers.

Both the figure and Abby remained still. After a period of this odd pause, the girl cautiously reached down for the flashlight. She reasoned that if she went as steadily as possible without making any erratic movements, she might be able to escape.

Abby took slow, even breaths in and out.

Her fingertips touched the flashlight's cool handle, but as she tried to grab it, the light flickered once more. The golden figure shifted in the split second it took for the flashlight to start up again. It was a minor feature, possibly at the very tip of their feet or even their head, but Abby was still able to see it.

But while the girl tried to make sense of the situation, the flashlight flickered again, and the golden figure again moved. This time, its head leaned forward and its blank eyes bore directly into her wide ones. The flashlight flickered again, and the figure's head turned to the side, its hallowed eyes lit up with thin white spots.

From its gaping mouth, Abby could faintly hear a voice.

It was tiny, inconvenient, and sounded just like nails on a chalkboard. Abby couldn't make out what the voice was saying, but despite her better judgment, she leaned forward.

“w-what?” Abby whispered, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes.

The lights in the golden bear's eyes dimmed before brightening and expanding significantly with eagerness.

"I have something to show you," it murmured, its voice fluctuating between a whisper and a trembling groan.

The temperature had dropped, and Abby could feel her heart pounding in her chest. The flashlight began to flicker erratically now, the light flashing on and off, causing the golden figure to shift in between breaks. Abby watched in fear as the bear abruptly brought its hands to its mouth, each paw clutching at its upper and lower jaws and pulling.

Abby could hear the animatronic moan in anguish, yet despite this, it proceeded with its work. Its mouth began to crack, and with a snap, it gave way, revealing the darkness buried behind the golden bear's fabric. And for a brief minute, Abby thought it was nothing more than a cruel joke played on her already fragile mind. Perhaps nothing was in the mascot, and perhaps everything was in her head and she was seeing things.

Until, much to her dismay, something appeared to peer through the golden bear's mouth.

Abby instinctively crawled back, using the flashlight as her only source of light to watch the nightmare unfold before her. The light had then stopped flickering and began to shine normally, the shadows contrasting with the light and revealing what was within the golden bear itself. And black thin, sharp digits shot from the suit's mouth, merely clutching the bear's jaw edges to raise itself.

Abby stared as a pale face emerged from the shadows, its eyes as dark as the night and a smile so wide it practically took up its entire face. It had cheeks and lips lined with the same richness, except for its tears. Its tears were purple, streaming from its eyes and down over its mouth. In stark contrast to the perpetual smile on its face.

The snap jolted Abby out of her trance, her tearful gaze drawn to the creature's shoulder's seemingly odd position. That was when its upper half broke to the left, followed by its other shoulder. The arms suddenly burst out like a spring, arms awkwardly bent before being popped back into place. Another snap and the spine had snapped forward, forcing the creature to lean in, arms uselessly dangling by its sides.

Abby could feel the wall on her back, but she kept crawling, her mind fixed on the possibility that the walls would swallow her whole.

With another snap, the creature's legs bent oppositely to escape the darkness within the suit. Another one followed, causing the thing to collapse, its pale face scraping against the dusty floor below. Nonetheless, it easily snapped itself back into place and began to stand up.

Abby began to see the little characteristics brought onto the creature as it stood up. The broken cables connecting to its limbs, the white bandages wrapping around its arms and legs, and even the three white buttons gracing its torso are all a part of it.

It appeared tough, if not painful, but it endured, Abby, watching as it grew taller with each passing second. And no sooner had it standing than its head collided with the ceiling above, causing its neck to bend to accommodate its absurd height.

The silence was deafening.

Abby could feel tears streaming down her cheeks. Even when she couldn't see it, she could tell her face was dreadful. She had surrendered to extreme anguish while the creature was furiously popping and twisting itself out of the golden bear.

She had convinced herself that she was going to die.

The creature had to bend over, crouching its long limbs, to avoid knocking over the other pieces around it. Abby had panicked, her sobbing becoming more audible as she held herself, arms curled so tightly over her chest that she thought she was suffocating. The blazing eyes of the being had not dismissed the girl's concerns but rather heightened them to new peaks.

However, as the pale face got closer, Abby felt a wave of peace sweep over her.

It wasn't as moving as one might imagine, but it was enough to keep the tears at bay. The girl became a sniffling mess, her face flinching as one of the pointed digits grazed her wet cheek. If Abby hadn't been so terrified, she would have noticed the being attempting to wipe away her tears.

The Puppet's white eyes slid over Abby's, and despite how terrifying it may appear, the eyes dimmed significantly. Abby didn't hear her brother's pleas on the other side of the door, which were every bit as desperate as she had anticipated. She couldn't help but stare at the slender being as it raised only one sharp digit up and over its mouth.

“Shh.”

The flashlight stopped working thereafter.

[ethicalarcana]

Tarot// The Constancy of Death

The Death card can represent an end to distraction and noise. Many spiritual traditions assert that each individual is a conscious soul in a human shell. The thought of the mind continues whether we are sleeping or awake. Even in comas, people describe metaphorical, visual experiences. The elderly can be trapped in thought as their bodies slow down. Elimination of bodily functions and responsibilities can free the mind and possibly the spirit to wonder and explore itself. Meditation takes this a step further, even the mind is quiet for brief periods allowing a soulful experience of inner exploration. Death is not a bad card, it is a card of ending. If a relationship is filled with arguments, the death of that relationship reveals bittersweet solitude. If a job creates the intrusive thoughts of performance anxiety and imposter syndrome, the ending of that job leaves a void where these unwelcome thoughts can run themselves to exhaustion in the void of an ending. It's no longer important what happened in the office because the office ceases to exist.

Death can be more subtle. Youthful ideals of adventure run their course. A feeling of invincibility is not actionable when a person encounters failure and challenges. Little by little, the unhelpful and unproven aspects of our assumptions die off and we mature. This maturation process is so much about endings, that in our grief for what was, we don't even notice the beginnings that blossom. They are less jarring and unexpected. Of course, there is a new lifestyle; but the loss of the old one haunts a person.

The Death card is as likely to be drawn as any other but being shown a skeleton, it is remembered. It is a marker of oblivion. Each person lives in the present, whether they perceive that or not. The past renews itself instant by instant. In this way, a type of Death is everpresent. I am no longer waiting because what I have been waiting for has come. This is a Death to waiting. I am no longer happy because a sad event has come. This is the end to ignorance of sadness. I am no longer a child because puberty has come, each physiological marker of childishness drops away in the transformation of the body. Skeletons stack up.

The Death card energy asks us to begin grieving by recognizing what was lost. It is important not to grieve a loss too long because we may miss a beginning. Our black clothes and downcast expression may ward off a hopeful moment of peace. Happiness is not appropriate in the presence of the dead, so we bury the body to clear space for renewal. In many decks, Death is on a horse, in others The Death figure appears at night, a temporal space that is extinguished by the light of a new day. As the wind snatches a petal dropped from a flower, Death understands it cannot be a permanent energy. Perhaps this is why many thinkers embrace reincarnation.

Permanent Death is anathema to the ever-present flow of life. A dead fish decays in the water and becomes a rich sentmate, it does not remain for eternity. The frightening sadness of this card causes pause. We ask, “Wait, who died?” “What can I no longer expect to experience? Few events in life require repeated dismissal. When one eshews away a fly five or ten times, it seems impossible that the fly has not gotten the point. In anger and disbelief, one searches for a fly swatter to take matters into one's own hands and finish off the annoyance. “Go away!”This is too long of a goodbye to something so insignificant. In this way, Death is welcomed. Let it be over. Lay the matter to rest. Let peace inhabit this space.

The blending of memory and imagination can make matters, which have ceased to exist in the physical, persist mentally. At these moments, Death's sickle is an instrument of mercy. It permits us to move on. Violence is a crude way to end a disagreement but it does the job. If participants can walk away before the final consequences are considered, they experience a small, logical death. However protracted struggle against the inevitable leads to confusion and even more grieving. One asks, “What were talking about and why did it get so out of hand? Who was I during the stages of this battle against ending and why did I think I could will a dead situation to continue? The Fog of War describes a situation when there is too much death without grieving and renewal. The physical bodies and the toll on the living manifest in dizzying confusion that can last for decades.

Years after the Vietnam and Iraq Wars new generations still ask why. They are met by tautologies and silence. Rapid and overwhelming death can be so much more confusing than a peaceful transition; we begin to question why one death is not enough. The more Death, the more study is needed. Taking a signal to come to terms with the Death energy can save us from reenacting and reliving the unspeakable. This card is an opportunity to let it all go and see what comes next with eager curiosity. The happiness here is in relief. The peace washes over us in quiet ritual. Knowing when to walk away can be a boon to one's reputation and a signal of integrity to those we meet in the future. If we allow the future to happen.

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How someone so brash, so loud, so ungainly, and so drunk can move about so quietly is something that Cutler can’t figure out.

You’re not here, Jack,” he says softly, dipping his quill into the ink bottle in front of him and continuing to write. He doesn’t turn around. His desk is piled high with documents, charts, ledgers, proposals; each demanding his attention. Everything and everyone demands his attention these days, it seems. “The shadows are simply playing their usual tricks with the windows and curtains again.”

“Just a figment of an overtired imagination,” breathes a low, gravelly voice into his ear. Calloused hands slip down over Cutler’s eyes. “Been staying up too late, mate. Startin’ to hear things. You’ve not seen hide nor hair of me.”

“No,” Cutler agrees, and puts down his quill so it won’t blot the paper. He sits still, ramrod straight as always, folds his hands neatly on his lap. Keeps his eyes shut, even when the pressure from Jack’s fingers on his lids is gone.

“Such a good little bureaucrat.” 

“I’ve been called worse by better.”

“No need to take that tone.” Warm fingers fiddle skillfully with the knot of his ascot and pull it off. Silk slides coolly away against Cutler’s neck. 

A lesser man might shiver. 

“Need me hands free, you understand,” Jack hums. He wraps the cloth around Cutler’s head, covering his eyes. It tightens as Jack ties up the ends. “And we can’t have you sneakin’ glimpses of pirates who aren’t here. Nothing personal.”

“Just good business.”

Jack chuckles. His fingers dance at the collar and lapels of the richly embellished jacket before removing that too.  He starts to knead at the muscles in Cutler’s shoulders, working slowly upward until his fingertips are easing out the tensions at the back of Cutler’s neck.

A lesser man would definitely shudder at the contact.

A greater man would perhaps not allow his head to droop forward, would not allow his normally impeccable posture to loosen. 

“That’s it, mate. Or that isn’t it, considering I’m not here and this isn’t happening.”

“No. It isn’t.” As if Cutler Beckett would ever permit himself to slump. 

To dip forward, and then back, barely in control of his own movements, curving obligingly to every compulsion of Jack’s fingers, being manipulated like putty in the hands of a notorious and thoroughly disreputable pirate.

Certainly not.

He scarcely notices Jack’s attention to his arms, wrists, and hands until the man chuckles again, digging his thumbs into Cutler’s palms and decidedly not eliciting a barely-stifled squeak. “Hands like a pampered noblewoman, you’ve got.”

A lesser man would be unable to come up with a suitable retort, but a greater man would perhaps not lower himself to exchange such sallies anyway. 

So Cutler doesn’t.

“Seen ladies with hands rougher than yours, anyway,” Jack hums. Lower and lower he goes, sliding the rings off Cutler’s fingers, one by one, before massaging each digit. Were this to be happening (and it is not) it would be the most wonderful sensation he’s felt in weeks. 

“I don’t suppose I’ll ever see those again.”

He can hear Jack’s grin. “The shadows like shinies, mate.”

“I’m sure they do,” Cutler murmurs, and feels Jack gently return his hands to his lap before turning his attention to his shoulders and back again.

He hopes the shadows remembered to lock the window. It wouldn’t do to announce the non-presence of an intruder who isn’t here in the EITC office. Cutler thinks he’ll need to invest in some heavier curtains. 

Jack performs some intricate maneuver that tears a strangled gasp unbidden from Cutler’s throat and Cutler doesn’t think anymore. 

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Making Birthday Cards - Top Tips to Wow

Create Online, Send Postal

Perhaps of the best time action to do is making birthday cards online. With how much pictures click here to learn more on the web and the degree of innovation and altering programs accessible, your card configuration is just restricted by your imagination.

An additional benefit to making a card online is having the option to use innovation for sending cards rapidly. In the time it would take you to jump in your vehicle and drive to the card store, you can create a birthday card online that will WOW the beneficiary! By being a birthday card maker you can biggerly affect the beneficiary, as opposed to utilizing a "canned" card. Nobody knows the person you are shipping off, the way that you do!

Sending an e-card is a move forward from messaging to the telephone or Facebook holler. How important is an e-card? Nobody anticipates browsing their email account to see all of the e-cards they might have gotten.

Presently contrast that with how frequently we long for positive mail through the postal mail. In a universe of bills and garbage mail, a birthday card stands apart like a reviving beverage on a hot day.

Be Creative

A birthday card example is one I created for my child's fourth birthday. It had Hero Crew on the front, with Happy Birthday 'First Name' on it. Within it had Mario and Luigi wishing him a super birthday and on the opposite side it had photos of the family. He loves to check out at the card for the beyond couple of weeks now. Its slick to perceive how he loves the card and gets some information about the characters on the front. Individuals esteem cards that emphasis on what their interests are. So when you are participated in card making projects, contemplate what energizes the beneficiary. Is a celebrity, a games group, a performer?

My sibling sent me a card with an image of me on the front. The image was from like fifth grade. I will most likely consistently keep the card cause I don't have old pictures of myself around. My folks have the majority of my old pictures.

Making birthday cards is much more personal than buying pre-made cards. It shows mindfulness that you would require some investment out to make the card and mail it to the person. Moreover it shows that you need to provide for that person and make them feel special. It permits you to provide for other people and fill a piece of your heart that you were created for. To provide for other people. You don't need to be a specialist birthday card maker to make an extraordinary impression.

Expand Your Connections

When did you last get a birthday card via the post office from somebody other than a relative? There are many degrees of connections to send birthday cards. From guardians, to grandparents to grandchildren. Friend on one side of the country to the neighbor nearby. Indeed, even organizations attempt to interface on your birthday. They typically make a lackluster display of it cause they are hoping to publicize simultaneously as wish you a happy birthday. Obviously organizations never "make" birthday cards.

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My love,

They say the highest form of love is sacrificing your own for the betterment of the other person. But they never said that suppressing what one feels deep inside their heart would be nearly impossible. I can never make you understand what I’m going through, what's happening in my head. I only have these words to express my purest intentions, which were never enough to convince you. If only I could, I would have done more. But being thousands of miles away, this was all I could do. I'm sorry.

I really wanted to spend this lifetime with you. The peace I felt with you was unlike anything I had ever felt. Whenever I saw your hand in a snap or a story, I imagined holding it and going for a long walk. I saw us moving into our first home, both of us working tirelessly to raise a happy family and retire by 45. The lazy weekend afternoons on our balcony, you were so engrossed in your book that you let the coffee I made for you almost an hour ago go cold. I didn’t mind because I’d fallen asleep on the couch as you ran your fingers through my hair. Weekends where we’d go out or order in our favorite food (sushi for you, of course). Late at night, you’d get a sudden craving for ice cream, and we’d find an excuse to go for a long drive. We’d buy random flavors and sit by the lake until you felt sleepy.

On weekdays, you'd be this hardworking corporate lady, exhausted from working extra hours. I’d come home to find you still in your office clothes, asleep without even having dinner. I’d make us something light, feeding you with my own hands as you, the little girl you are, ate with your sleepy eyes.

Fast forward three years, and we have a little version of you. We’d name her Mahruu, just like you wanted. Did I ever tell you that I wouldn’t want another child if my first is a girl? So yes, we’d raise Mahruu together, giving her all the love you never had and more.

These were my dreams, my happy thoughts, and my prayers. But I guess it’s better to give up, no? Since I can’t force my emotions on you, I should just give up. I guess I’ll set you free from my expectations and my hopeless romanticism.

I hope you achieve everything you’ve dreamed of and more. I hope Allah (SWT) gives you everything you deserve, and I hope you find peace and stability in your partner. Just like you, I put my trust in Him and leave everything in His hands.

So, ma’am, I’ll take my leave from your life. We will meet soon, if The Almighty permits because I have a promise to fulfill and one last book to give you.

P.S. I LOVE YOU

-S

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Elevate Your Workspace: The Essential Benefits of Office Table Accessories

Your office table is something other than a household item; it's the focal point of efficiency, imagination, and association in your work area. While a smooth and practical work area is fundamental, the frill really raise your work area and improve your effectiveness. From ergonomic basics to slick stylistic layout, here are the essential advantages of integrating Office Table Accessories embellishments into your workplace.

Upgraded Association Office table frill assume a fundamental part in keeping your work area coordinated and mess free. Things like work area coordinators, document holders, and capacity canisters give assigned spaces to pens, papers, records, and different basics, keeping them from stacking up and making tumult right in front of you. With all things where they should be, you can zero in additional successfully on your undertakings without being occupied by mess.

 Further developed Ergonomics Putting resources into ergonomic office table frill can essentially work on your solace and prosperity during extended periods of time of work. Things like movable screen stands, ergonomic console plate, and wrist rests advance legitimate stance and diminish stress on your body, limiting the gamble of distress and injury. By improving your work area ergonomics, you can work all the more serenely and proficiently with less exhaustion.

Expanded Efficiency Very much picked office table embellishments can improve your efficiency by smoothing out your work process and streamlining your work area format. Things like work area coordinators, link the board arrangements, and errand lighting empower you to work all the more productively by wiping out interruptions and improving openness to fundamental devices and assets. With an efficient and ergonomically planned work area, you can finish responsibilities all the more rapidly and really.

Customized Style Office table adornments are not simply reasonable; they likewise permit you to communicate your own style and imagination in your work area. Whether you favor smooth and moderate plans or striking and bright accents, there are adornments accessible to suit each taste and stylish. From enhancing work area lights and sleek pen holders to stylish mouse cushions and helpful work area schedules, you can redo your work area to mirror your one of a kind character and inclinations.

 Boosted Usefulness Adding the right office table adornments can expand the usefulness of your work area and upgrade the utilization of accessible space. Things like screen risers, link coordinators, and work area augmentations assist you with capitalizing around your work area region by giving extra stockpiling, show, and utility choices. By boosting usefulness, you can make a more proficient and useful workplace custom-made to your particular necessities.

Further developed Concentration and Fixation An efficient and outwardly engaging work area can assist with working on your concentration and focus, empowering you to work all the more proficiently and really. Office table frill like work area dividers, security screens, and sound blocking earphones establish a favorable workplace by lessening interruptions and upgrading fixation. With less interferences and a messiness free work area, you can remain fixed on your errands and keep up with efficiency over the course of the day.

 Lifted everyone's spirits and Inspiration Making an inviting and moving work area with the right Table Top Decor embellishments can encourage you and inspiration, making work more pleasant and fulfilling. Encircling yourself with elevating stylistic layout, persuasive statements, and individual tokens can assist with making a positive and engaging air that supports innovativeness, development, and efficiency. By implanting your work area with components that move and persuade you, you can develop a feeling of direction and energy for your work.

Office table embellishments are fundamental devices for making a useful, coordinated, and moving work area that improves efficiency and prosperity. From ergonomic basics to customized style, these adornments offer irreplaceable advantages that raise your work area and make work more agreeable and proficient. By putting resources into the right office table frill, you can enhance your work area design, work on your solace and efficiency, and make a work area that mirrors your extraordinary style and character.

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Elevate Your Workspace: The Essential Benefits of Office Table Accessories

Your office table is something other than a household item; it's the focal point of efficiency, imagination, and association in your work area. While a smooth and practical work area is fundamental, the frill really raise your work area and improve your effectiveness. From ergonomic basics to slick stylistic layout, here are the essential advantages of integrating Office Table Accessories embellishments into your workplace.

Upgraded Association Office table frill assume a fundamental part in keeping your work area coordinated and mess free. Things like work area coordinators, document holders, and capacity canisters give assigned spaces to pens, papers, records, and different basics, keeping them from stacking up and making tumult right in front of you. With all things where they should be, you can zero in additional successfully on your undertakings without being occupied by mess.

Further developed Ergonomics Putting resources into ergonomic office table frill can essentially work on your solace and prosperity during extended periods of time of work. Things like movable screen stands, ergonomic console plate, and wrist rests advance legitimate stance and diminish stress on your body, limiting the gamble of distress and injury. By improving your work area ergonomics, you can work all the more serenely and proficiently with less exhaustion.

Expanded Efficiency Very much picked office table embellishments can improve your efficiency by smoothing out your work process and streamlining your work area format. Things like work area coordinators, link the board arrangements, and errand lighting empower you to work all the more productively by wiping out interruptions and improving openness to fundamental devices and assets. With an efficient and ergonomically planned work area, you can finish responsibilities all the more rapidly and really.

Customized Style Office table adornments are not simply reasonable; they likewise permit you to communicate your own style and imagination in your work area. Whether you favor smooth and moderate plans or striking and bright accents, there are adornments accessible to suit each taste and stylish. From enhancing work area lights and sleek pen holders to stylish mouse cushions and helpful work area schedules, you can redo your work area to mirror your one of a kind character and inclinations.

Boosted Usefulness Adding the right office table adornments can expand the usefulness of your work area and upgrade the utilization of accessible space. Things like screen risers, link coordinators, and work area augmentations assist you with capitalizing around your work area region by giving extra stockpiling, show, and utility choices. By boosting usefulness, you can make a more proficient and useful workplace custom-made to your particular necessities.

Further developed Concentration and Fixation An efficient and outwardly engaging work area can assist with working on your concentration and focus, empowering you to work all the more proficiently and really. Office table frill like work area dividers, security screens, and sound blocking earphones establish a favorable workplace by lessening interruptions and upgrading fixation. With less interferences and a messiness free work area, you can remain fixed on your errands and keep up with efficiency over the course of the day.

Lifted everyone's spirits and Inspiration Making an inviting and moving work area with the right Table Top Decor embellishments can encourage you and inspiration, making work more pleasant and fulfilling. Encircling yourself with elevating stylistic layout, persuasive statements, and individual tokens can assist with making a positive and engaging air that supports innovativeness, development, and efficiency. By implanting your work area with components that move and persuade you, you can develop a feeling of direction and energy for your work.

Office table embellishments are fundamental devices for making a useful, coordinated, and moving work area that improves efficiency and prosperity. From ergonomic basics to customized style, these adornments offer irreplaceable advantages that raise your work area and make work more agreeable and proficient. By putting resources into the right office table frill, you can enhance your work area design, work on your solace and efficiency, and make a work area that mirrors your extraordinary style and character.

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Enhancing Sustainability and Comfort: Exploring the Cedres Mascouche Installation

The Cedres Mascouche installation is a progressive undertaking that consolidates sustainability, development, and comfort. Arranged in the dynamic city of Mascouche, this cutting edge office sets another benchmark for eco-accommodating development and energy productivity. In this article, we dig into the different parts of the Cedres Mascouche installation, featuring its ecological advantages, compositional wonder, and the unrivaled degree of comfort it gives to its occupants.

A Maintainable Sanctuary: The Cedres Mascouche installation stands as a guide of sustainability in the cutting edge time. Planned with areas of strength for an on decreasing ecological effect, the installation integrates different green elements. The utilization of environmentally friendly power sources, like sunlight based chargers and geothermal frameworks, altogether lessens the structure's carbon impression. The coordination of water collecting and greywater reusing frameworks guarantees productive water the executives. These reasonable practices benefit the climate as well as add to long haul cost reserve funds for inhabitants.

Inventive Engineering Plan: The building plan of the Cedres Mascouche installation is really remarkable. The structure features an amicable mix of contemporary esthetics and usefulness. The designers have carefully consolidated huge windows to amplify regular light, lessening the requirement for fake lighting during the day. Moreover, the installation includes a green rooftop, which adds to the visual allure as well as improves protection and diminishes heat retention. The tender loving care in the plan guarantees a consistent mix of sustainability and style.

Comfort Re-imagined: One of the standout elements of the Cedres Mascouche installation is the unmatched degree of comfort it offers to its occupants. The structure utilizes progressed protection materials, triple-coated windows, and effective warming and cooling frameworks to give a comfortable living climate over time. The consolidation of savvy home innovation permits occupants to control different parts of their homes, like lighting, temperature, and security, effortlessly. Furthermore, the installation's area gives simple admittance to conveniences and sporting spaces, pursuing it an ideal decision for people looking for a helpful and comfortable way of life.

Local area Prosperity: The Cedres Mascouche installation cultivates a feeling of local area prosperity. The painstakingly arranged design incorporates common regions, like green spaces, stops, and strolling ways, empowering social communications and advancing a sound way of life. The installation additionally focuses on openness by integrating wheelchair inclines, lifts, and other elements to guarantee that inhabitants, everything being equal, can partake in the offices. These people group driven drives establish an amicable residing climate where occupants can interface, flourish, and fabricate enduring connections.

Moving Future Ventures: The Cedres Mascouche installation fills in as a moving model for future practical development projects. Its prosperity shows the way that eco-accommodating practices can be consistently coordinated into building plan without settling for less on esthetics or comfort. The usage of environmentally friendly power sources, imaginative structure materials, and trend setting innovation displayed in this installation can act as an outline for other designers and modelers endeavoring to make feasible and comfortable living spaces. See here Installation cedres mascouche

End: The Cedres Mascouche installation addresses a striking accomplishment in feasible development, consolidating natural obligation, creative plan, and unmatched comfort. By embracing green innovations, cultivating local area prosperity, and moving future tasks, this installation sets another standard for the development business. As we move towards a more economical future, the Cedres Mascouche installation stands as a brilliant illustration of what design can emphatically mean for both the climate and the existences of its inhabitants.

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The Finest 22 Jobs That Offer the Opportunity to Earn a Higher Income While Working from Anywhere!

I guess that you've looked through on Google to find the best positions that permit you to work from anyplace. In any case, the quantity of results that you got was overpowering. Many individuals are figuring out that telecommuting isn't simply attractive yet in addition required. In any case, there simply don't have all the earmarks of being an adequate number of choices accessible. While looking for telecommute open doors, you might go over some that seem, by all accounts, to be cheats, while others simply need cash. The rest of them need capacities that you simply don't have. In the mean time, you've likely seen that numerous people are boasting via online entertainment about how they made $20,000 this month while relaxing around in their night wear at home. You go over irrefutable records of individuals whose lives were upset because of making the most of chances to telecommute sometimes. You know that it's achievable, yet how might it be finished? You need to search for your optimal work to begin bringing in cash on the web straightaway. Whether you are a teen looking for techniques to create cash or a mother who stays at home with her kids, we have choices for you. P.S. Furthermore, we give a catalog of lucrative work that doesn't need a professional education.

The Finest 22 Jobs That Offer the Opportunity to Earn a Higher Income While Working from Anywhere!

The advantages of occupations that you can work from anyplace The business in light of independent work is flourishing. In excess of 33% of the functioning populace in the US is engaged with the alleged "gig economy" (that is 36%, to be exact). That means 57 million people when numbers are considered! This shift will proceed, and the manner in which society ponders work courses of action is going through quick change. The development of innovation is one of the main supporters of the ascent of teleworking. Also, people are more versatile. Thus, they can participate in the labor force no matter what their actual area. The strength of shared economies, for example, Uber and Etsy in their separate commercial centers is offering a rising number of decisions for everybody to get a piece of the pie. These occupations accompany an assortment of stand-out benefits, including the accompanying: Your work space can be set up in any capacity that you need Is it safe to say that you are not into working from a desk area with an awkward moving seat? Have you needed a standing work area as far back as you can recall, yet your work environment has never been available to the thought? You can customize your work space when you perform remote work from the solace of your own home. No inquiries posed. No one to whom you could legitimize yourself. How much the climate in which you work influences both your imaginative result and your degree of efficiency and it is a basic element. Occupations that let you work from anyplace give you the opportunity to say farewell to working environment legislative issues Exploring the interesting oceans of workplace issues is one of the less charming parts of having a customary day work. Governmental issues can possibly eventually take away from a generally charming profession when it becomes possibly the most important factor in certain positions, yet, in different circumstances, this isn't an issue. At the point when you have one of these positions, you will not need to stress over the workplace issues, the tight progressive frameworks, or the pressure that shows up with having a capability like that. Such positions imply that your office can be anyplace you need Regarding the abovementioned, your work environment could in a real sense be found anyplace. Despite the fact that it might look bad to you, a few undertakings should be possible from home. This will permit you to work in strange spots, like the ocean side. You will actually want to work from anyplace, including bistros, your own home, a library, nature, or even your car, basically any area that you need! You set aside more cash Telecommute game plans normally brings about cost reserve funds in various regions, including transportation and even food. You will save a few subsidizes by not making a day to day drive anyplace and by eating each of your feasts at home. You could likewise chase after lucrative work that you can do from the solace of your own home. As an immediate outcome of this, you are in a great situation to speed up the accomplishment of your monetary goals. You acquire new abilities You will secure amazingly helpful abilities assuming you decide to telecommute. It very well may be odd for you to never again possess associates whose intellect you can single out the proceed to get feelings from. It could try and be an alternate encounter not to have anybody to work with. You might end up coordinating online entertainment missions or making direct changes in accordance with the backend of a site, the two of which were beforehand unfamiliar ideas to you. No matter what the result, you ought to capitalize on the cycle and retain as much data as possible since it is very plausible that you will require it in the future in later pursuits. You experience a colossal measure of adaptability in your timetable Telecommuting might give you the opportunity you want to control your own timetable given that you achieve anything that you set off to accomplish in light of the fact that there is less of an accentuation put on publicity. There is a one hundred percent center set around accomplishing results. Independent work from home permits you to work during times when you are generally useful, without stressing over interferences, and without starting your business day at 9 a.m. This is a huge benefit in the event that you are all the more an evening person. You are additionally ready to enjoy reprieves as the need might arise and direct tasks during the day, something you could not have possibly had the option to do in any case. Are occupations that permit you to work genuine ways of bringing in additional cash from anyplace? The short response is yes. Telecommuting through an internet based work and bringing in cash from it is especially plausible. In any case, it doesn't imply that such positions are available. Behind every one of the tales of effective individuals making a great pay from a heap of online undertakings is a countless measure of time spent learning another specialty or running a web-based store. There is significantly more potential to procure more in such positions than in a normal regular work much of the time. Step by step instructions to stay away from online work tricks with such positions There is a large number of cons related with telecommuting and outsourcing from home that you can track down on the web. There is nothing unexpected in the way that individuals are terrified of them in light of their standing. On the off chance that you have been searching for occupations for some time, you might be more powerless to cons. In any case, the way to staying away from any snares is to pay attention to your instinct on any prospects that offer themselves. Believing your instinct on any possibilities that current themselves is the way to forestalling any cons. The most effective method to perceive a trick Demands for cash are a significant warning, as are forceful and unduly intense spotters, and an irrationally major league salary contrasted with how much work that will be required from you is another warning. Other admonition signs are different markers, for example, contact data that appears to be off-putting, for example, johnny@amazonishiring.com, or a speedy proposal for a task with next to no authority interview or selecting strategy. Likewise, it is extremely vital to direct comprehensive exploration on any firm that vows to give telecommute open doors. Particularly if the firm isn't very much perceived. Where to search for occupations that let you work from anyplace You might lessen the probability of unfortunate results by utilizing a stage like FlexJobs that screens possible bosses for your sake. It is an uncommonly well-organized stage for independent undertakings and occupations that should be possible from a distance and other adaptable exercises. FlexJobs is coordinated by the sort of work you may intrigued by do. You will not need to stress over succumbing to trick ads in light of the fact that the site completely explores the business and watches out for the new gigs. 22 famous positions that let you work from anyplace Coming up next are a few incredible decisions for vocation open doors that will empower you to work from any area. There are changing requirements for each work, yet most of choices might be obtained with little trouble. Menial helper Because of the development of the gig economy, a rising number of individuals are scaling their undertakings. A large number of these individuals maintain that an extra hand should help them in overseeing ordinary obligations while they center around growing their organizations. Filling in as a remote helper can be exactly the thing you're searching for on the off chance that you have outstanding hierarchical abilities, brilliant correspondence, and are exceptionally self-spurred. Normal obligations incorporate setting plans, dealing with email, taking and settling on telephone decisions, entering information, making trip courses of action, and checking virtual entertainment. Requirements: Essential PC abilities, as well as hierarchical abilities. Proposals on where to begin: Sites like Upwork, FlexJobs, and Remote.co. Normal compensation : $10 - $28/hour.

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Late Night Pharmacies In South Dublin

As our consumption of alcohol continues to rise, a basic shift in the way Irish folks think about their leisure time could probably be conducive to a change in Irish attitudes to alcohol. The creation of late-night arts and tradition festivals in areas corresponding to theatre and food would present a possibility for Dublin’s residents to interact with a nighttime activity which does not have a concentrate on alcohol. The success of pop-up festivals throughout irwins pharmacy shandon street the city, corresponding to Eatyard in Rathmines, show that there's demand current in the metropolis for more artistic and urban dining experiences. That is to not say, however, that challenges do not present themselves to cities that try to increase their economic system in this means. More long-term challenges take the form of increasing infrastructure and offering cultural education.

I too have AF, and everyone is different, you can not take this kind of recommendation from these platforms in your case. This isn't normal, and i personally wouldn't go on for much more than a couple of hours earlier than calling 111. Moving forward, ask your physician for a more complete home plan for fee and/or rhythm control, as you don't want to should undergo this again. Stay properly hydrated, dont go working any marathons and attempt to relax with plenty of deep breathing.

All of our pharmacy workers are patient centered and have an excellent knowledge of the locality. We supply a free delivery service to patients in Cork and we are going to blister pack medication for patients if required. Visit us at our late night Cork metropolis irwins shandon street pharmacy and we shall be happy to assist and advise in any way we will. Fundamental to the success of this type of nightlife, however, is a dependable and well-established transport system.

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A 24 hour blood stress check requires you to wear a blood pressure monitor for 24 hours and takes blood pressure readings at common intervals all through the day and night. When your blood stress is raised for lengthy durations of time, your threat of heart assault, stroke and different complications will increase. This can even contribute to coronary heart failure, kidney failure and poor circulation in your legs. As a end result, it could be very important often monitor your blood strain ranges to forestall any harm to your blood vessels and reduce your risk of serious problems with out ever even knowing it. It is estimated that over 50% of adults aged over 45 in Ireland have high blood pressure.

Tallaght Cross Pharmacy is a late-night pharmacy primarily based in Tallaght Cross West, right beside the square Luas cease and proper subsequent to the GPs at Tallaght Cross and the TLC-DOC companies. My Guide Reykjavik is part of the worldwide My Guide Network of Online & Mobile journey guides. When you return to the pharmacy the subsequent day, the pharmacist will examine your outcomes. They may even 24 hour pharmacy cork reply any questions you have and offer you suggestions and advice on tips on how to handle your blood pressure. For times like these, Boots has many pharmacies situated in Ireland that keep open till late. We imagine most people in Ireland should be able to attain one when essential.

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