#katie gets vaccinated

[luvergirl-866]

I think you'd cook a one short one about the first time Paige saw Azzi's belly button piercing

don’t need to breathe (when you look at me)

pairing - paige bueckers x azzi fudd

word count - 5.3k

c/w - language, needles, FLUFF, smut

a/n - this is my fourth time trying to upload. lately, whenever i try to upload anything more than 100 or so words, tumblr gets slow and then crashes and i lose the whole thing!! it sucksss 😩. pls send help. anyway, hope you like!

Azzi absolutely hates needles.

It’s something she’s always known about herself—when she was getting her four-year-old vaccines, she fought the nurses holding her down and ripped the needle out of her leg while screaming like a banshee.

Safe to say, whenever she finds herself around needles, it’s usually against her will.

Which is exactly why she wasn’t brave enough to get her ears pierced until she was fifteen. It’s also exactly why, when her mother brings up a belly button piercing the summer before college, her reply is an immediate and adamant no.

“Why not?” Katie asks, as if she doesn’t know her daughter at all. “I had one when I was around your age.”

Azzi shudders at the mere thought of a piece of metal forced through the inches of skin between her navel and belly button. “No way, Mom.”

“I gotta say, I agree,” her dad pipes up, and usually Azzi doesn’t favor his opinions on these things (crop tops were a no until she was thirteen) but today, she smiles gratefully at him. “She doesn’t need nothing like that ‘till she’s older.”

“Tim,” Katie says exasperatedly, “she’s an adult.”

“Yeah, but not really,” Tim says, throwing his arm around Azzi’s shoulders. Azzi burrows into her dad’s chest in an attempt to hide from her scary mom with the scary needles.

“It was just a suggestion,” Katie sighs, reaching into the oven to pull out the pot pie. “You don’t have to if you don’t want it. They’re just cute, is all.” Placing the hot pan on the stove, Katie turns back to the two of them, smiling slyly at Azzi. “I’m sure your girlfriend would think so, too.”

Admittedly, that thought itself has the cogs in Azzi’s mind turning.

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Later that same day, at around 10:00, Azzi’s phone buzzes with a text from none other than Paige Bueckers, also known as Azzi’s aforementioned girlfriend.

I miss you

The two of them had woken up on FaceTime that morning, and had been texting throughout the day, but it’s been a few hours since their last conversation so of course it’s the first thing Paige would say to her. She’s never liked conventional conversation starters, anyway.

Before Azzi can respond, three other texts come in tandem:

send me pics

WHOAAA pause, not those kinda pics. I just miss looking at u or whatever

but if you wanna send those kinda pics i wont complain 😛

Azzi rolls her eyes, albeit affectionately, at her phone screen. A pang of longing shoots through her stomach, reminding her just how much she misses her stupid, dorky girlfriend.

Typing quickly so that Paige won’t beat her to it, Azzi types: I miss you too p

And then, you’re like a teenage boy btw

The response comes fast: rudeee I just wanna see my girlfriend’s beautiful face

are you ovulating or something?

whoa howd you know

Once again, Azzi rolls her eyes. And then her thumb hovers over the camera app before she opts for Facetime instead, pressing the button and smiling when Paige answers halfway through the first ring.

“—out of my room, seriously!” Azzi catches the second half of Paige’s sentence, and immediately knows who she’s talking to—that tone is reserved for one particular little boy.

“Hi,” Azzi says, and Paige’s attention snaps down to her phone, eyes crinkling with a smile.

“Hi, baby,” she says softly, and then there’s giggling in the background and Paige looks away again. “Drew, for real, leave me alone!”

“I wanna say hi to Azzi, too,” Drew’s playful whine comes distantly over the speaker.

“Aw, let him say hi,” Azzi argues.

Paige glares down at her, but then Azzi gives her a stern look—she’s a firm believer that Paige needs to be nicer to perfect little Drew, even though she herself isn’t a saint to her own brothers by any stretch. Sighing dramatically, Paige passes the phone over to Drew, whose smiling little face appears on the screen. “Hi, Azzi!”

“Hey, Drewski,” Azzi replies, ignoring Paige’s mumbling in the background. “How’ve you been?”

“Good. Today I beat Paigey in 1v1 and then she beat me up and knocked my tooth out.”

“Drew!” in a second, the phone is ripped away from him and back to Paige, who’s looking urgently at the phone. “He’s lying, he lost that tooth naturally.” She looks up, presumably at her hysterically laughing little brother. “And you didn’t beat me, I let you win.”

“Hey! I’m gonna tell Dad you said that!”

“He can’t do anything to me, I’m an adult.”

“I’m gonna tell him you said that, too!”

“Well I’ma tell him you’re bothering me if you don’t get out my room!”

Finally, there’s the aggressive sound of the door slamming shut, and Paige smiles triumphantly down at the phone.

Azzi leans back against her pillows, shaking her head. “Fighting with him as if he isn’t seven years old.”

“Hey, I gotta do what I gotta do,” Paige replies, the background changing as she moves across her room to set the phone on her desk. “I’on like him around when we call.”

“Why not?” Azzi asks, even though she already knows the answer to that.

“‘Cus sometimes I wanna say things to you that nobody else should hear.” Paige grins devilishly, but there’s something a little heavier in her eyes, and that longing curls a little more dangerously in Azzi’s stomach now.

It’s been a long time, but they’ve yet to resort to phone sex. With Stewie curled at her feet and her brothers in the next rooms, Azzi decides she’d like to keep it that way.

“Again, teenage boy,” she teases, and it successfully changes the atmosphere.

Paige gasps and plops down in her desk chair in order to get a closer look at her. “That’s actually offensive.”

“Uh-huh,” Azzi says, watching as Paige fiddles with something on her desk before picking up her gaming headset, and her mouth drops. “You’re not about to game while we’re on call right now.”

Freezing, Paige stares at her, slowly setting the headset down, “What? No, ‘course not.”

Azzi would call Paige a teenage boy again but she thinks it might actually give her a complex, so she decides against it. “Hey,” she says, already feeling her palms get sweaty at the thought of what her mom said earlier, “what do you think about belly piercings?”

“For you or for me?”

“In general.”

Paige shrugs, leaning back in her chair. “I dunno. They’re cute. Why?”

Azzi bites her lip. “My mom thinks I should get one.”

“Yeah?” Paige wiggles her eyebrows at her. “That’d be hot.”

“You think?”

Paige nods decidedly. “Yeah, I do. But you’d never get one, right? I mean, you cried last time you had to get your blood drawn.”

Azzi waves her off. “That was a long time ago.”

“That was four months ago, baby.”

“Okay, whatever.” Azzi flushes at the memory, how she and Paige had gone together for their physicals and how Azzi had been shaking with nerves while Paige sat cool as a fucking cucumber. Paige had teased her about it when the tears started, but she still wiped them away tenderly and later, Azzi heard her asking the nurse if they really had to do the needles. “Maybe I will do it.”

Paige looks at her with this doubt in her eyes that she hates. “You will, huh?”

“Maybe,” Azzi reiterates a little nervously, because she can’t promise anything, not when it comes to a long-ass needle going through her flesh. Okay, so, maybe not.

But Paige is almost smirking now and so she says, “I’m seriously thinking about it.”

Paige nods at her, clearly bemused. “Sure, sure. You, the girl who has a scar on her thigh from ripping a needle out of it—“

“I was four!”

“Still,” Paige laughs. “No way you’re getting that piercing. Maybe stick with a lil nose stud, that’d be cute.”

Deep down, Azzi feels a certain tug of competitiveness—all too familiar when it comes to her girlfriend. And, in this case, dangerous, because when Paige challenges her to something, she refuses to lose.

But, this isn’t a challenge. This is just Paige being Paige. It’s not a challenge until someone says—

“I’ll bet you twenty bucks you get a belly piercing,” Paige jokes. And dread curls in Azzi’s abdomen. Because there it is.

Scary needles and crushing anxiety aside—suddenly, Azzi needs that twenty dollars. And she will absolutely not be losing it.

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Azzi is in her room, trying and failing for the third time this week to pack for college, when her mother appears in the doorway. “Hey, Az.”

“Yeah?” Azzi asks without looking up.

“Can you come help me unload the groceries? I can’t carry them all by myself.”

“Uh,” Azzi glances at her suitcase—which needs to have her whole life packed away inside it within the week—and decides it can wait, “yeah, sure.”

She doesn’t notice the twinkle in Katie’s eye as she gets up and heads out into the hallway. As she walks down it, she registers the muttered sounds of her family and realizes she hasn’t heard the dogs in a few moments. Turning back to her mom, she says, “Where are the dogs?”

“Oh, we put ‘em in our room,” Katie says, taking Azzi by the shoulders and ushering her down the hallway.

Azzi furrows her brow. “Why?”

Katie pushes her out into the living room and the first thing she notices is her brothers and dad all gathered there, watching her with—excitement? Anticipation? And she’s about to ask why when Katie takes her by the shoulders once again and turns her so she’s facing the front door, and there’s Paige, knelt down, focused on untying her shoes.

Azzi doesn’t move, because is this real? This has gotta be an stress-induced hallucination, right?

But, no. It’s real. She knows because Paige, her perfect, oblivious girlfriend, hasn’t noticed her yet, and is chattering away like she always does: “So then I was like, yo, it’s not my fault you didn’t buy an extra seat, so like, why would I give you mine? And usually I would’ve given it up but I told her, I was like, I gotta see my girl, I can’t get off this plane. Because that’s serious to me, you know? And I…”

Paige’s rambling trails off only when she finishes taking off her shoes and finally glances up, to find Azzi standing a little awestruck a couple feet away.

“Oh,” she says, smiling almost sheepishly at her as she straightens up, “hey.”

For some reason, that’s what snaps Azzi out of her Paige-induced trance and she sort of forgets about the rest of her family watching them as she crosses the few steps it takes to launch herself into Paige’s arms, nearly sobbing with relief of a weight she didn’t know was there being lifted off her shoulders as she’s wrapped up in an all-too-familiar embrace.

“You’re here,” Azzi breathes, almost unable to believe it. “Why’re you here?”

Paige squeezes her tight, leans down to bury her face in the crook between her shoulder and neck. “Couldn’t wait any longer,” is all she says, and Azzi hasn’t ever agreed with anything more.

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It’s not until later—after a celebratory lunch and family board games and then a celebratory dinner and family movie night, completed with ice cream sundaes—that they get a moment alone.

As soon as they’re stepping into Azzi’s bedroom, Paige is on her in a second, holding her tight by the waist and inhaling deeply into her hair. It’s almost instinctual the way Azzi reciprocates, her body moving on its own accord to wrap her arms around Paige’s broad shoulders and hold her close. It’s not for a few more moments that Paige says something. “Missed you so much, Az.”

“I know,” Azzi nods, pulling away just enough to get a good look at her girlfriend’s face, and though they’ve spent half the day together she still marvels at the fact that she’s looking at her without the barrier of a shitty internet connection, hearing her without the interruption of cackling speakers. “‘M happy you’re here, baby.”

“Me too,” Paige replies, leaning forward so their noses are touching. “We should never do that again, yeah?”

“What? Spend the summer apart?”

“Uh-huh,” Paige replies, her eyes drifting shut as her lips brush up against Azzi’s. “Hated every second of it.”

“Me too,” Azzi breathes, closing her eyes as well at the feeling of Paige’s breath up against her lips, her hands running slowly up and down her back before moving to her stomach, pushing against her. Azzi gasps as her back hits the bedroom door, eyes opening to study her girlfriend’s face, to find her staring back. Her pale cheeks are already a little flushed, and Azzi must be wearing a similar expression because Paige chuckles softly before leaning down and finally pressing their lips together in a soft, tender kiss. Chaste enough but nothing like the few pecks they shared today—this is intimate and weighted and altogether not meant for her family to see.

“Azzi,” Paige mumbles needily against her lips and it’s almost embarrassing how quickly she’s getting wet, just from a closed-mouth kiss and roaming hands on her stomach and an utterance of her name.

But she can’t really bring herself to be embarrassed. Because this is Paige. And it’s been so much longer than either of them can bear.

“Az,” Paige repeats, pressing soft kisses against the corner of her mouth now, “I…can we?” she pulls back and Azzi’s legs nearly give out at the hot, desperate look in Paige’s eyes. “Need you,” she insists.

Azzi glances over her shoulder, at the closed door and the hallway she knows is beyond, her family separated only by square meters and walls. It’s not an ideal situation.

But neither is holding off for another day. Even another hour might destroy her, if the damp spot growing on her panties has anything to say about it.

So, Azzi nods, untangling her arms from around Paige’s neck in order to reach back and lock the door. She can’t help but smile at the excitement in Paige’s eyes when she turns back to her, and at the same time she gives her a look that’s all warning. “We gotta be quiet, though.”

“Got it,” Paige nods, already walking them backwards toward the bed.

“And no strap,” Azzi continues, then squeals as quietly as possible when Paige pushes her down onto the bed.

Paige is back on her as soon as she’s lying down, kneeling on the bed to hover over her, and the pout on her face contrasts almost comically with the heat in her eyes. “But I brought it for us.”

Azzi isn’t all that surprised—of course Paige would bring their neglected dildo to her surprise visit at Azzi’s parent’s house. But Paige becomes sort of feral when that thing comes on and Azzi is no better, often unable to hold in the noises that rip their way out her throat while Paige pounds her.

As Azzi scoots back until her head hits the pillows, wrapping her arms around Paige’s neck so she follows, she knows tonight isn’t the night for rough and filthy. The longing in her belly is heated, sure, the arousal leaking from her downright sinful—but there’s something almost innocent in the way she needs Paige tonight. She needs her as if she’s a piece of her that’s been missing too long, and it’s only natural to come back together like this.

“Paige,” she whispers, pulling her down, “please, just—don’t need any of that. Just need you, right now.”

Something softens almost immediately in Paige’s expression at that, the arousal clouding her gaze clearing just a bit and making way for pure, unadulterated love.

“Aight, baby,” Paige mutters, kissing Azzi again, and this time Azzi opens up for her, salivating when Paige’s tongue meets hers, pushing past to enter her mouth and lick around inside like she’s looking for something. Azzi’s legs go instinctively around Paige’s waist, hands tightening around her neck, anything to bring them as close as possible.

Paige pulls back when Azzi’s breath gets shaky, string of saliva connecting their lips until Paige licks it away. “I gotchu,” she reassures, one hand finding its way from where it’s bracing her on the bed to stroke down her cheek, to her collarbone. “Just relax, baby.”

“‘S been a long time,” Azzi replies, figuring that’s the reason for the lump of anxiety in her throat, the way she’s grasping at Paige as if she’ll disappear. And, sure, it’s only been three months—what’s three months, when plenty couples go years without seeing each other?—but for Paige and Azzi, it felt like an eternity. And Azzi realizes it’s a little overwhelming coming back to something so familiar all at once.

“I know,” Paige says, leaning down to trail her lips delicately against her jawline. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Uh-huh,” Azzi replies, a little breathily now that Paige is moving to that sweet spot on her neck. And when she gets there, she sucks, not quite hard enough to leave a bruise but hard enough for her to feel it. “Paige,” she murmurs, her own hands going to the hem of her sweater, “Wanna—take this off.”

“Okay,” Paige replies, helping Azzi sit up just enough to pull the piece of clothing off and toss it somewhere across the room. It’s dimly lit, only the moonlight and the lamp on Azzi’s bedside table to illuminate the room, but it’s plenty enough for Paige to take in Azzi’s bare torso, eyes flickering from her collarbones to her chest to her face, then back to her chest again where her gaze lingers—Azzi reminds herself to make fun of her for that later—and then, finally, Azzi watches her girlfriend’s gaze travel down the bare expanse of her stomach, to her navel, where her eyes widen and her jaw drops just slightly when she sees the new piercing sitting there.

“You…” Paige mumbles, never ripping her eyes from the piercing, and Azzi giggles. “You actually got it.”

“Had to,” Azzi says, pleased with the reaction. “You owe me twenty, by the way.”

Paige looks up at her then, and her free hand travels down Azzi’s stomach to cautiously touch the stud. “Did it hurt?”

Azzi nods. “Yeah. But it was worth it.”

Paige nods along with her. “Definitely worth it.”

Her lips reattach to her neck, but they don’t linger there, moving quickly down to the dip between her collarbones, her fingers still delicately playing with her piercing. “Got it a couple days after our FaceTime. You remember?”

Paige nips at her collarbone. “Yeah. Thought there was no way in hell you’d get it.”

“‘S why I did,” Azzi replies, tone going a little unsteady again as Paige’s lips travel lower, reminding her of the pulsing that’s beginning to ache between her legs. “Knew you’d like it.”

“I was right, though,” Paige replies, a little muffled as she kisses the pillowy flesh of Azzi’s chest, “it is hot.”

“Tha-anks,” Azzi moans out, clutching Paige’s hair as she finally attaches to a nipple. Her head falls back, relishing in the way Paige flicks her tongue, feeling so much better than Azzi’s own fingers ever could. She’s resorted many times to playing with herself while thinking of Paige, but it’s never the same. And maybe the knowledge of how good Paige is had begun slipping away from her, but it comes back now with sharp clarity as Paige suckles and then smooths down with the flat of her tongue.

Paige moves over to Azzi’s other breast, making sure to litter a few marks across her chest on the way, and she busies herself with removing Paige’s ponytail, fingers fumbling a few times around the hair tie before she gets it off. Paige chuckles against her when her hair falls loose around her shoulders, and Azzi smiles, too, watching through hooded eyes as Paige lifts her head to place a chaste kiss on her lips. “Can we take these off?” she asks, tugging at the waistband of Azzi’s sleep shorts.

Azzi nods, lifting her hips while Paige pulls them down, leaving her underwear on. It’s not exactly a cute pair—she didn’t prepare for sex when she woke up completely Paige-less this morning—but she can’t bring herself to be self-conscious about it.

“Mm,” Paige hums, dragging her lips down Azzi’s chest, to her navel, where the tip of her tongue pokes out, licking around her piercing. Turns out she likes it even more than Azzi thought she would. Azzi watches, lazily, while Paige presses open-mouthed kisses against her. She wants to urge her on but at the same time knows she needs to be patient, needs to let Paige take her time with her.

“Fuck,” Paige mumbles against her skin, then licks down to the hem of her underwear, kissing along it to nip at her hipbone. “Missed this so fucking much.”

“Baby,” Azzi breathes, watching Paige open her legs enough to settle between them, breathing hot and purposeful over Azzi’s clothed core.

“I know,” Paige mumbles, eyes locked on the wet patch on Azzi’s panties. She takes her bottom lip between her teeth as she brings a thumb to rub gently over Azzi’s clit, and it makes her hips push up for more. “I’ma eat you now, okay?” Paige says, looking up at her.

Azzi nods. “Please, P.”

Paige licks her lips, then presses them to the plush skin of her inner thigh, making quick work of pulling the panties off. As soon as she does, she spreads her open even wider, eyes hooded and mouth slightly open when she takes two fingers and spreads her folds. “Look at that,” she breathes, licking her thumb before using it to rub her clit in little circles. “She’s cryin’ for me, huh?”

“Fuck,” Azzi moans breathily when Paige nuzzles her nose up into her. Paige uses her free hand to press down on her abdomen, partly to keep her still and partly to make it feel better, and she tries to stay steady, resisting the urge to arch her hips up.

“Hold my hair, mama,” Paige says, and with shaking hands Azzi does, gathering her long hair away from her face. Glancing up at her, Paige licks a long stripe up her cunt as a reward. Azzi gasps desperately, gripping her hair a little more tightly and pulling her closer, urging her to do that thing she loves. And Paige gets it, smirking against her pussy before dipping her tongue into her hole, effectively drinking her up while her nose bumps against her clit. Head lulling back against the sheets, Azzi throws an arm over her face in a feeble attempt to keep quiet.

“Tastes so good,” Paige moans into her, mouth wide open as she sucks her folds into her mouth. “Missed this shit so bad, mama.”

“Mm-hmm,” Azzi whines, unable to respond or even really register the words with the way Paige is making such a mess of her, spit mixing with Azzi’s own juices, leaking down onto the bed.

Paige licks into her entrance again, the warm muscle exploring that spongy spot inside her and then going up to her clit and sucking it harshly into her mouth. Azzi bites down on her hand—otherwise, she’d sob.

When Paige looks up and catches her struggle, she smirks and wraps her arms around Azzi’s thighs, situating them over her shoulders and pressing a few tender kisses to Azzi’s clit. “So pretty, baby,” she mutters, and Azzi shivers when her hot breath hits her cunt. “Wanna do this forever.” She works her jaw, and Azzi barely has time to register what she’s doing before Paige spits on her, using her hand to rub it in, and then going in and licking it back up.

“P—“ Azzi chokes, scratching her nails roughly through Paige’s hair, holding her head close enough that she doesn’t move when her hips cant up. That warmth in her belly becomes tense, a familiar knot forming there, and her legs begin to shake.

“Close?” Paige asks, knowing all her tells.

Azzi nods urgently, pulling Paige’s head back down, gasping as she presses the flat of her tongue against her clit before flicking it at an impossible speed, her hips grinding up as she rides Paige’s face, head turning to the side to bury into her pillow.

“God, Paige—gonna come,” she says urgently, the feeling of Paige nodding against her only hurdling her closer, “fuck, love you so much. Love you so fucking much, gonna make me come, fu-uckkk!”

She thrashes, legs shaking impossibly hard as Paige licks her through it, her hand rubbing furiously at Azzi’s poor clit while she slurps up the arousal gushing from her, and she doesn’t stop until Azzi’s heels are kicking against her back, palm of her hand pushing at her forehead.

Even then, Paige gives her a last kiss on her clit before surging up to meet her lips, the kiss they share far too tender for what just happened.

“Missed that,” Paige whispers, smiling down at her when they separate.

“Fuck,” Azzi sighs, looking up at her girlfriend almost in disbelief. “Me, too.”

She combs her fingers gently through Paige’s hair, getting the knots, and Paige’s eyes flutter shut. Slowly, she lets her hands wander, down her shoulders, her chest, to her stomach. “Baby,” she whispers, watching Paige open her eyes slowly, “need to see you.”

Paige hesitates and for a moment Azzi thinks she might be too tired, but the next second she’s reaching behind her and pulling her t-shirt off. Azzi’s hands immediately go to those toned abs she loves so much, then up to Paige’s sports bra. “This, too.”

Obediently, Paige pulls the tight material over her head, tossing it along with the rest of their clothes. Azzi doesn’t take her time—can’t bring herself to, not now—bringing her hands up to Paige’s tits and squeezing them. Paige inches up, encouraging her, and Azzi lifts her mouth to one of her hands, separating her fingers to expose a nipple and taking it between her lips. Paige is quick to react, bracing herself on Azzi’s shoulders while she grinds down onto one of her thighs, and Azzi can feel the wetness through her sweats.

While her tongue works over the pert nipple, she lets her other hand wander back down Paige’s stomach, under her sweatpants, and when Paige grinds down encouragingly, she dips her fingers into her boxers. Using her pointer and ring fingers, she spreads her folds, then drags her middle finger up her sopping slit, groaning into her breast at the sheer amount of wetness she feels there.

“Az,” Paige breathes, bearing down on Azzi’s hand, but the angle is all wrong and she pulls of her tit with a pop.

Urging Paige off her lap, Azzi flips them over, knowing Paige would resist if she wanted to. But Paige is needy, hair a mess and lips swollen, chin still a little wet with Azzi’s arousal, baby blue’s wide as she stares reverently at her. “Lay back, baby,” she mutters, making quick work of the rest of Paige’s clothes once the girl obeys.

As soon as she’s naked, Azzi crawls over her, dipping her hand back between her legs, warm heat pooling at her fingers. “So wet, P. I make you like this?”

“Fuck, yes,” Paige replies, and it’s her turn to wrap her arms around Azzi’s shoulders, nails scratching a little when Azzi dips a finger into her hole.

“You want it?” Azzi asks, teasing, rubbing her thumb over Paige’s clit before going back down to her entrance.

“Need it,” Paige insists.

“Gonna be good for me?” Azzi murmurs, leaning down so she’s right by her ear, making Paige shiver. “Gonna be quiet, right?”

“Uh-huh,” Paige says, the submissive tone in her voice rare and so fucking sexy, “promise, baby.”

“Mm,” Azzi hums, relishing in the little noise Paige makes as she slides a finger inside her. Paige arches forward, burying her head in Azzi’s neck, and Azzi presses comforting kisses to her shoulder, shushing her gently. She pumps in and out a few times, getting her ready, before sliding another one in, and she loves the way Paige curls even further into her—not an inch of space between them. She wishes they could stay like this forever.

Starting out slow, Azzi goes in an out, spreading her fingers against the impossible tightness surrounding her fingers. She glances down between their bodies, but it’s hard to see—still, she can just make out Paige’s cunt sucking her fingers in eagerly, and she moans maybe a little too loud.

“Oh, oh,” Paige whines into her neck, clinging onto her as Azzi picks up speed, “don’t stop, so good.”

Azzi bites her lip, concentrating, and on her next thrust she hooks her fingers upward on the way out, letting them drag against that spongy spot deep inside, and Paige sobs, nodding feverishly.

Azzi pulls away, forcing Paige’s head out of her neck so they can look at each other. She uses her free hand to brush a damp strand of hair from Paige’s face. “Right there?”

“Yeah,” Paige breathes, obviously doing her best to be quiet, and Azzi thinks they’ll need to empty out the house tomorrow so they can do this again without so many restraints.

Azzi repeats the motion once, twice, and Paige’s eyes roll to the back of her head. Her thighs clench around Azzi’s hand, abs tightening—she’s getting close.

Nuzzling their noses together, Azzi brings her thumb to Paige’s clit and starts rubbing hard.

Paige cries out weakly. Azzi presses their lips together, regretfully swallowing every noise Paige makes, arm growing tired as she works her over, thrusting fast and hard now. Paige is writhing, hands keeping Azzi close as if she’s going to up and leave.

“Not going anywhere,” Azzi murmurs against her lips. “You okay?”

Paige moans. “Getting close—just…stay right here.”

“Okay, baby,” Azzi whispers. “Just relax, I got you. You’re okay.”

It works, Paige softening around the edges, jaw unclenching and legs falling open, eyes hooded and searching as they look into Azzi’s. Azzi nods at her, kissing her lips and then the tip of her nose, not once slowing the pace of her fingers. “Doing good, baby. Gonna come?”

“Yeah,” Paige breathes, nodding fervently. “So close.”

Azzi punctuates it with a particularly hard thrust, loving the way Paige whines for her. “Missed making you come,” Azzi groans, forehead dropping onto Paige’s. “Missed fucking you.”

Paige swallows thickly, supposedly swallowing down a particularly loud sound, and Azzi rubs at her clit to the point of abuse. Paige opens her mouth as if she’s about to say something but then her jaw goes slack and her eyebrows furrow and she’s coming, hard, choking on a moan, bottom lip trembling like she might cry.

Enthralled, Azzi watches, trying to commit everything to memory—the way Paige’s tits arch up, the way she throws her head back, the way she bites her swollen lips, the way tears form at the corners of her eyes but don’t fall. Azzi hadn’t realized quite how much she missed this until just now.

As Paige comes down, pushing Azzi’s wrist so she’ll pull out, Azzi settles herself gently on top of her, pressing kisses to her face and neck. Paige’s arms soothe down her back then back up, chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.

“Good?” Azzi asks, giggling tiredly when Paige stares at her as if she hung the stars in the sky.

“Perfect,” Paige corrects, watching as Azzi lazily licks at her fingers, cleaning them off. “We can never be apart again, okay?”

“I can’t promise that.”

“I’ma—like, sneak you into my suitcase if I ever have to leave,” Paige insists, pulling Azzi down so she’s lying fully on top of her. “Gonna fuck you every day, I’on care.”

Azzi laughs, resting her cheek on Paige’s chest. “You’re an idiot.”

“Be quiet,” Paige says, pushing half-heartedly at her shoulder.

“Shit,” she says after a moment.

Azzi lifts her head to look quizzically at her. “What?”

“I really love your belly piercing.”

[mariacallous]

The past few weeks have been a fever dream for the online conspiracy world. Wild claims about Kate Middleton, the Princess of Wales, went from fringe corners of the internet to mainstream social media platforms, and people who don’t usually dabble in conspiracies found themselves leading the charge. Basically, the whole world fell down the rabbit hole.

WIRED talked to researchers, TikTok creators, and experts on conspiracies about what exactly happened, and how so many people so willingly threw themselves into the story. It was the perfect storm: A combination of gamified social platforms, distrust in media and government, unprecedented levels of conspiratorial thinking, and even a bot influence campaign on social media all played a part. Even now, following Middleton’s announcement that she has been diagnosed with cancer, the conspiracies have continued.

Until Friday, Middleton was last seen in public on Christmas Day. Kensington Palace later announced that she was undergoing an abdominal surgery and said Middleton was in the hospital for two weeks before returning home to recover. Conspiracies surrounding Middleton’s whereabouts had been bubbling online since early January, but they became mainstream after the palace issued a doctored photo that was retracted by AP, Reuters, and other agencies. “They were dishonest, and then they put out at least one doctored photo. So of course, at that point, they're gonna lose all credibility,” Melissa Ryan, a disinformation researcher, tells WIRED.

It seemed like the whole internet quickly became obsessed with figuring out what happened.

On social media platforms, videos discussing this issue exploded. TikTok investigators and content creators, along with their huge fanbases, obsessed over dimples on grainy photographs, images of hands, and AI-enhanced pictures. Creators who don’t typically post about royals jumped on the bandwagon because of the level of engagement this topic was receiving. These conspiracies were also able to thrive because of the unwillingness of the royal family to speak openly about what was happening, creating a void which was quickly filled by everyone from TikTok creators to blue check grifters on X and died-in-the-wool conspiracists on Telegram.

“The topic is an ideal mainstream conspiracy theory: It's low stakes, easy to obsess over, and endlessly iterative,” Caro Claire Burke, a journalist and TikTok creator based in Virginia, tells WIRED. “There's no easier build-your-own-adventure story than the one that can be built around a woman who is simultaneously famous and unknown. She's a perfect lightning rod for this kind of obsession.” Burke, who is a producer with Katie Couric Media, recently switched from posting about tradwives to Kate Middleton; she’s seen huge engagement on these posts, including several videos which racked up more than 2.5 million views each, and one which has been viewed more than 6 million times—much more than any of her previous videos.

While the volume of conspiracy content around Middleton has dramatically decreased since her statement was released on Friday, it has far from disappeared entirely. On Telegram channels and X over the weekend, conspiracies claiming that Middleton’s video statement was AI-generated spread quickly, while others claimed that her cancer was caused by the Covid vaccine which she was photographed getting in 2021.

But influencers looking for likes and clicks made up just one aspect of this perfect conspiracy storm.

WIRED found that Middleton conspiracies were being amplified by networks of bot accounts on X, with one comment posted by thousands of accounts. The comment referred to a conspiracy about a video published in The Sun of Prince William and Middleton walking at a farm shop. “Why do these big media channels want to make us believe these are Kate and William?” read the posts.

Joe Ondrak, regional investigations lead with Logically, a company that uses AI to track conspiracies and disinformation online, also discovered the same comment being shared on other social media platforms, as well as message boards and much darker conspiracy corners of the internet. Ondrak has not been able to identify who was behind the campaign, but said it could be a “bot farm for hire,” which is a company that sells services to push whatever disinformation narrative you desire on social media platforms. While most of the X accounts spreading this message are based in the UK, the ones with the highest reach are based in India.

The campaign, Ondrak believes, could have been undergone, in part, to “undermine trust in mainstream media sources.”

In the US, trust in mainstream media and government is at all time lows, meaning that these kinds of comments or explanations can be eagerly accepted and shared. A Gallup poll published last year found that 39 percent of Americans had no confidence at all in the mainstream media, a record high. Months earlier, a survey published by the Center for Countering Digital Hate found that 49 percent of Americans agree with four or more conspiracy statements related to topics like antisemitism, vaccines, climate change, and white supremacy. That figure dramatically increases to 69 percent among US teens.

“Conspiracy frameworks and the conspiracy mindset are more readily present in the cultural mindset now than it was pre-2020,” Ondrak says. “The way in which Covid [conspiracies] led to the Great Reset and led to everyone knowing someone in their family who has referenced it or shared things on Facebook—it's now just much more present.”

The British royal family is a topic that has been at the center of the conspiracy universe for decades, from wild claims that they are lizard people to QAnon’s claims about Princess Diana still being alive. The palace is also a subject of intense scrutiny from the media across the globe, meaning that audiences have been primed for years to engage with this story.

“There is no weirder Twitter than people who either love or hate the royal family, and the battle that plays out online every day,” says Ryan. “I follow it just because I've written about Meghan Markle and the hate targeting her so much. So there was already an audience sort of primed for this content.”

Now, experts who track how people are radicalized into more troubling conspiracies by seemingly benign ones worry that some of those who were captivated by the Middleton speculation in recent weeks could now find themselves obsessed with other conspiracy communities.

“I see a lot are having fun with it, but as with many conspiracy theories there's an extremity scale here,” says Brent Lee, a former conspiracist who now works to help people escape the rabbit hole. “This sliding scale always runs the risk of losing people to the extremities of the rabbit hole. It depends how far people are willing to go.”

Ondrak believes that the lack of trust in institutions and government means more and more people are susceptible to this type of thinking.

“We've seen in the past the true crime community getting far too into things that lead to Satanic Panic, and then true crime becomes QAnon.” says Ondrak. “There is always the risk that one or two people might accidentally find themselves on an on-ramp and not be able to get off.”

Still, it may not necessarily lead to anything. Since Middleton’s cancer announcement, backlash against Burke and creators has been swift.

“I genuinely did not think that people would turn this story into what they turned it into, which was that a young woman, a young mother of three, had been bullied into revealing a medical diagnosis and we should all be ashamed,” Burke said on a podcast on Sunday. “On Instagram in particular, and TikTok, I received a sudden rushing wave of profound vitriol.”

Other creators believe some, however, deserve the blame. “I do think there are a handful of creators who took advantage of the hype, spread horrible theories, and made bold claims without any fact to back it up,” says a TikTok creator known as Alyssa R from Illinois. Alyssa R has 115,000 followers, and her videos on Middleton amassed hundreds of thousands of views. “Those creators absolutely should feel ashamed for partaking in spreading misinformation and potentially putting pressure on the Princess to reveal her diagnosis.”

Ashamed or not, these creators could have inadvertently sent some of their new followers down a conspiracy rabbit hole that could be difficult to escape from. Lee says that for those teetering on the edge of looking into more extreme conspiracies, it’s important to ask basic questions: How likely is this to be true? How many people would have to be involved to pull off this conspiracy? How many people would have to be involved in covering up this conspiracy? And have I jumped to conclusions because there is a gap in my knowledge?

“It's so easy to get caught up in the hype of the rumor mill,” Lee says. “It's nothing strange or new. It's what we do. I believe the genesis of almost every conspiracy theory is gossip. My advice to anyone, be they prone to conspiracy theories or not, is to stop and think for a minute. Occam's razor is your friend. Ask yourself these questions and see if you can find easy logical answers without making assumptions.”

[rancid-rotten-slobs]

Plot me! For doctor Luis please :3

Doctor Luis is hired by Charlie to give her mascots for her new Arcade a check up! Unfortunately Loona, Verosika, Stella and Katie are all behind on their hellbies vaccinations and have to get some embarassing physical exams! Loona and Stella more than likely having to get their rumps shaved so they can properly get the shot and having to waddle around with exposed tushies afterwards...

Bonus points if the shots leaves them a bit dumb and empty headed afterwards.

[tonysolomon4jc]

Friends should draw you closer to holiness & Jesus Christ. If they pull you towards sin more than holiness then you should walk away. Obey Jesus. Rihanna, Beyonce, Billie Eilish, Katy Perry, Taylor Swift & many famous singers are in the satanic Illuminatii. They're casting witchcraft spells on us with their music. Many famous singers are possessed by demons. Research it. Guard your mind & heart. The vaccines are killing people. Research it. Look up Dr. Peter A. McCullough. He told the E.U. parliament how poisonous & deadly MRNA vaccines are. Watch Died Suddenly on Rumble. Pray for everyone that got a vaccine. Microsoft patented #060606 the Mark of the Beast from Revelation 13. Google "patent 060606". Watch Pope Francis and his lies: The False Prophet Exposed, on YouTube. People that die without Jesus Christ as their Lord, God & Savior go to Hell, then get judged & thrown into the Lake of Fire. To get back at satan, pray that people stop worshiping satan, demons & fallen angels, & worship Jesus Christ instead. Pray for that daily. The Antichrist & rapture are close. Go to Messiah2030, on YouTube to see how 53 Bible prophecies point to 2030 being the return of Jesus Christ. They also line up with The Great Reset of 2030. Be ready. Study God's word & preach Jesus Christ. Keep repenting & preach repentance. Proverbs 16:5 The LORD detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished. Stay humble. God hates pride. Pride comes before destruction. God opposes the proud & will humble them. Matthew 18:7 Temptations are inevitable, but what sorrow awaits the person who does the tempting. Movies & secular music promote pride, lust, blasphemy, violence, greed, gluttony, witchcraft, hate, drugs & alcohol. Guard your heart. Lust is evil! Submit to God resist the devil & the devil will flee from you. If that's not your spouse, don't stare! LUST WANTS YOU TO BURN IN HELL. W.W.J.D? Be holy, humble, pure, sober, loving & meek. Glorify God & please God with your thoughts & behavior. 1 Peter 4:7 The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled & sober-minded for the sake of your prayers. Pray often. 🙏

[18thvariation]

2022 annual review

What can I say... except that I’m feeling defeated amidst the storm of eugenic gaslighting and COVID minimization constantly swirling around us. It is a dark time to be in public health, but it’s even more devastating when your own field turns against its own alleged values. To those still holding the line and speaking our truths, I echo your defiance.

I’ll continue to show up day after day and do my best.

Notable Happenings

Long-awaited reunion with Quag - skating in North Van

Monkeypox vaccine campaign

J+K wedding in Tofino (Wickaninnish Beach)

Expanding my teaching practice :) 

Camping with Lady @ Sproat Lake

Norcal trip: Monterey, Big Sur, Napa/Sonoma, San Francisco

Highlights: McWay sunset, Monterey Bay Aquarium, Asian Art Museum, Legion of Honor

Influenza vaccination campaign

Adopting Goose! (@thecutestgoose)

Books that influenced me:

What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma (Foo, Stephanie)

Caste: The Origins of Our Discontent (Wilkerson, Isabel)

Border and Rule: Global Migration, Capitalism, and the Rise of Racist Nationalism (Walia, Harsha)

All the Living and the Dead: From Embalmers to Executioners, an Exploration of the People Who Have Made Death Their Life's Work (Campbell, Hayley)

All That Moves Us: A Pediatric Neurosurgeon, His Young Patients, and Their Stories of Grace and Resilience (Wellons, Jay)

The Inevitable: Dispatches on the Right to Die (Engelhart, Katie)

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes & Other Lessons from the Crematory (Doughty, Caitlin)

Invisible Child: Poverty, Survival & Hope in an American City (Elliot, Andrea)

On Fire: The Burning Case for a Green New Deal (Klein, Naomi)

Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowkedge, and the Teachings of Plants (Kimmerer, Robin Wall)

No Is Not Enough: Resisting Trump’s Shock Politics and Winning the World We Need (Klein, Naomi)

The Emergency: A Year of Healing and Heartbreak in a Chicago ER (Fisher, Thomas)

Dear Life: A Doctor’s Story of Love and Loss (Clarke, Rachel)

The Vaccine Race: Science, Politics, and the Human Costs of Defeating Disease (Wadman, Meredith)

The Facemaker: One Surgeon's Battle to Mend the Disfigured Soldiers of World War I (Fitzharris, Lindsey)

A Good Time to be Born: How Science and Public Health Gave Children a Future (Klass, Perri)

The Magical Language of Others (Koh, E.J.)

Chinatown Pretty: Fashion and Wisdom from Chinatown’s Most Stylish Seniors (Lo, Andria)

Favourite Movies/TV series

SPY x FAMILY

Crash Landing on You

Twenty-Five Twenty-One

Hospital Playlist

The Farewell

Favourite foodie experiences

Brasserie Coquette (Kitsilano)

Sushi Time (Kerrisdale)

MELLO (Kerrisdale)

Esteban (Monterey, CA)

Palette Tea House (San Francisco, CA)

California Fish Market (San Francisco, CA)

[gracious093]

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[circusclownsam]

all of us are dead oc (will add to it when/if i feel like it)

general information

first name; min-ya, commonly written as minya

last name; choi

nickname; minnie, prefers that only

species; human

status; alive

born; 3 / 9

age; 18

race; asian

ethnicity; korean - australian

known languages; korean, english

voice; mid pitch, australian accent

scent; soft, vanilla smell

appearance

height; 5’2 (158cm)

weight; light

skin tone; warm tan

body shape; hourglass, small waist, average thickness, d cup

hair length; roughly reaches to her hip

hair texture; 2c

hair colour; chocolate brown

eye colour; dark blue with specks of light blue

scarring; arms, inner thighs and back. won’t speak of how she got them

piercing(s); five on each ear, planned to get more

other features; freckled cheeks, nose and shoulders. dimpled smile

face claim; https://pin.it/393j5RP6O

attire

main attire;

; https://pin.it/3MrJrU16B

; https://pin.it/37jI4sExy

; https://pin.it/5bTTVpCUv

; https://pin.it/36sqz4h9U

; https://pin.it/4dEKn3zpL

; https://pin.it/4w4ZGmmW4

; https://pin.it/117SowUbZ

; https://pin.it/14nHSfY2u

; https://pin.it/1mvkXtV90

; https://pin.it/1maTsSowC

personality

described as; quiet, kept to herself

positive traits; kind, protective, selfless, caring, respectful

negative traits; introverted, cold, blunt, secretive

neutral traits; honest, flirtatious

interests; reading in her spare time, art, surviving the apocalypse, shopping with na-yeon, taking care of her sister, her personal space, spicy foods, strawberry milk, horror comics, roses, studying with on-jo

disinterests; gwi-nam, mud, slimy foods, her personal space being invaded, overly cheesy romance books, her parents, when others lie, tulips

fears; deep water, being bit, large dogs

bad habits; scratches at her scars, listens to music on full volume

good habits; keeps a pocket knife, for protection

insecurities; her scars, mostly. her overall appearance

music taste; korean pop, japanese metal

chosen hobbies; art, gymnastics

relations

father; robert, australian, unknown status, abusive, lawyer

mother; lin, korean, unknown status, distant, online tutor

sister; katie, korean, unknown status, close, homeschooled

grandparents; none, all deceased

other relatives; an aunt and a few cousins on her fathers side, none on her mothers side

friends; on-jo, na-yeon, cheong-san, dae-su

closer to; na-yeon, on-jo

neutral with; nam-ra, su-hyeok, gyeong-su, ji-min, joon-yeong

enemies; the zombies, mostly

love interest(s); su-hyeok, cheong-san

pet(s); none

health

physical; healthy, fit for her age

disabilities; none, as far as she’s aware

mental; occasional nightmare, overall okay

illnesses; mild social anxiety, unmedicated but manageable

hearing; okay, despite her habit of blasting her music

eyesight; 20/20 vision, no known issues

dental; brushes regularly, no known issues or bad odour

hygiene; showers regularly, no bad odours or unclean habits

immune system; relatively okay, vaccinated

allergies; sunflower, mild rash and sneeze

living situation

born; seoul, south korea

lived in; sydney, australia

moved back to; seoul, south korea

education; hyosan high school

occupation; school student, occasional tutor

school grades; A-B+

housing; an apartment not far from the school

transportation; walk, mostly. car when raining

[leilani-katie-publication]

World Polio Day -Leilani Katie Publication and PRESS

Each and every step counts, so get vaccinated and stop polio on this day. Have a very happy, safe and healthy World Polio Day.

[flirting-with-psychology]

Created by emptyspaces

What song reminds you of being in middle school?

I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry

What was the first thing you learned how to cook?

Pasta

What does your hair currently look like?

Uncombed

Who’s the worst driver you know?

A guy I worked with on a group project in college

What are some wild animals commonly found where you live?

Raccoons, deer, coyotes sometimes

Does it take a lot to make you cry?

Depends

If the last dream you had came true, would that be a good or bad thing?

Bad. I was stuck in the Bird Box situation

Have you ever had a lucid dream?

Don't think so

How long did your last car ride last?

Like 10 minutes

Isn’t it disgusting when people chew with their mouth open? I mean c'mon…

Yes

What’s your most prominent memory from 2009?

Something from marching band

Do you think there will ever be world peace?

Probably not the whole world at the same time

What’s your biggest problem at the moment?

Being unemployed

Has anyone ever told you you’re too emotionally needy?

Yes

Has an ex ever told you that they want you back?

No

Have you ever turned down a job offer?

Yes, I managed to get two jobs at the same time once

What’s the longest hospital stay you’ve had? For what?

Never stayed overnight

Do you know anyone who doesn’t know the basics of using a computer?

My grandma didn't really, but she had dementia

What was the last snack you ate?

Candy

What’s something really basic that you’re terrible at?

Cooking

Is it just me, or are tv shows/movies getting to be really dumbed down?

I wouldn't say dumbed down necessarily, but the writing has gone downhill because of the business model of renewing vs canceling having nothing to do with the story arc

Do you know any same-sex married couples?

Yes

What was the last appointment you scheduled?

A career counseling appointment

Are you happy with the person you have become?

Not really

What year were you born?

1994

What does your favorite watch look like?

It's one I inherited from my grandpa that has a sun/moon that spins on a 24 hour dial to correspond with the time of day

Did you have one of those Tamagotchi things as a kid?

No, I was too young for that

What’s your favorite kind of wine?

Moscato

When was the last time you felt lonely?

Today

Are your parents still together?

No

Have you ever been so broke you didn’t know how you’d keep a roof over your head?

No, I have a good safety net with my parents

Do you know anyone who believes that vaccines cause autism?

No

What was the last piece of furniture you bought?

I don't remember the last thing I personally bought, but my boyfriend bought a bookshelf

What’s a new skill you’d like to learn?

Metalworking for jewelry

How did you celebrate your last birthday?

My friends and I did a murder mystery in a box

Do you have any great housecleaning tips?

No

What’s your favorite cocktail?

White Russian is a good go-to, or lemon drop if I'm feeling fancy

Did your favorite movie come out before or after you were born?

One came out before, one came out after

Is there anything you need to do before the end of the day?

Not really

[randomnewsgenerator]

Katy Perry wants Werner Herzog dead instead of getting vaccinated.

[mediamonarchy]

https://mediamonarchy.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/06/20240613_MorningMonarchy.mp3 Download MP3 Bull in a rodeo shop, Jerry West by god and Heterosexual Awesomeness Month + this day in history w/the day after Pulse and our song of the day by LaBelle on your #MorningMonarchy for June 13, 2024. Notes/Links: Ten dogs found dead in bag pulled from canal https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cn00kpppydyo Zoo animal, male sitatunga, dies in Tennessee after choking on discarded applesauce pouch https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/zoo-animal-male-sitatunga-dies-after-choking-on-squeezable-applesauce-pouch-in-tennessee/ar-BB1o2gGE U.S. Buying ‘Safe and Delicious’ Fukushima Fish Banned by Other Countries https://childrenshealthdefense.org/defender/fukushima-radioactive-wastewater-us-buying-fish-threaten-human-health Three swimmers hurt in shark attacks in Florida https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/ce441vy593jo ‘Unicorn’ kitten, born intersex, adopted from central Oregon shelter https://www.oregonlive.com/trending/2024/06/unicorn-kitten-born-intersex-adopted-from-central-oregon-shelter.html Watch bull escape Oregon rodeo arena in ‘alarming’ but ‘very rare’ event https://www.oregonlive.com/pacific-northwest-news/2024/06/bull-escapes-oregon-rodeo-arena-in-alarming-but-very-rare-event.html Video: Bull Escapes Arena During Rodeo Event, Injures 3 People (Audio) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5earp7xh2U Morrissey – “The Bullfighter Dies” (Vinyl // Audio) https://www.discogs.com/release/5883968-Morrissey-World-Peace-Is-None-Of-Your-Business // https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bullfighter_Dies // https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFfCKypjVPo Chiefs’ BJ Thompson Alert, Talking to Doctors After Suffering Cardiac Arrest https://bleacherreport.com/articles/10124122-chiefs-bj-thompson-alert-talking-to-doctors-after-suffering-cardiac-arrest Katie Piper forced to pull out of ITV show https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cz55k8ng0eyo Video: VAX POISONED BILLIONAIRE HOSPITALIZED WITH DIARRHEA AND VOMITING – Oprah Edition (Audio) https://www.bitchute.com/video/LPQRxmWItzg1/ Video: ROCK STAR 100% DESTROYED BY VAX POISON INJECTIONS https://www.bitchute.com/video/55sM9zKZmImG/ @iamhalsey “long story short, i’m Lucky to be alive. short story long, i wrote an album. it begins with The End. out now.” https://www.instagram.com/p/C7zLmbzpDRp/ Halsey (singer) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halsey_(singer) Halsey – “The End” (Audio) https://genius.com/Halsey-the-end-lyrics // https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSfk1VFkl9g Large Cohort Study Finds Possible Association Between Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome and COVID-19 Vaccination but Far Stronger Link With SARS-CoV-2 Infection https://jamanetwork.com/journals/jama/fullarticle/2800964 Video: Dr. Rashid Ali Buttar Accurately Predicted Death of CNN Anchor Drew Griffin During Interview; Drew Griffin: “I’m vaccinated. You think there is a ticking time bomb in me and I’m going to die?” (Audio) https://www.freedomsphoenix.com/News/363730-2024-06-10-dr-rashid-ali-buttar-accurately-predicted-death-of-cnn-anchor.htm Cause of death revealed for YouTube star Ben Potter 40, known as Comicstorian https://nypost.com/2024/06/12/us-news/youtuber-ben-potter-known-as-comicstorian-cause-of-death-in-unfortunate-accident-in-colorado-revealed/ Ben White 52, veteran journalist and CNBC contributor dead after brief illness, his partner announces https://nypost.com/2024/06/04/media/ben-white-cnbc-contributor-dead-after-brief-illness-partner-says/ Video: MSNBC [and NYT] REPORTER KILLED BY PFIZER VAX POISON INJECTIONS https://www.bitchute.com/video/U2C2g0qkhlhz/ Still super stoked to have gotten first vax shot and all should get ASAP of course but man did it knock me on my butt fatigue wise. But a price will happily pay. #GetVaxxed https://x.com/EconomyBen/status/1377695465995649027 love that this tat was my vax target. 🙏🙏😃 (Mar. 31, 2021) https://x.com/EconomyBen/status/1377389894318780421 “This is Ben’s partner, Sara. I’m heartbroken to tell you th...

[paopuofhearts]

Im sorry, why are we redeeming Adam Sandler, notorious for being homophobic / transphobic / racist?

Katie fucking Holmes *starred in The Kennedy's mini series as Jackie Fucking Kennedy* during the period of seeking divorce (as in, before she filed for divorce). She was also in what was supposed to be a blockbuster hit with Queen Latifah and Diane Keaton in 2008 (it flopped), filmed the movoe version of Dont Be Afraid of the Dark in 2009, and was majorly involved in several fashion projects during 2011 and 2012 (working with Heidi Klum, Miu Miu, Anne Taylor, New York Fashion Week - the list goes on).

Also Rob Schnneider, who has been a major voice in the antivax movement and insists vaccinnes cause autism, and testified regularly in California to garner support for broadening vaccine exemptions and getting rid of vaccine requirements (not just Covid, but like, your basic school ones)? Who was a huge Trump supporter and *still* goes on about Trump, dropping in several interviews that Sandler *also* voted for the guy?

(Also the fact that Andrews case was closed before the movie, which helped her in suing the hotel chains because the guy pleaded guilty, and she had regular work with Good Morning America).

Like - we really are believing bullshit conspiracies on the internet because a long post looks like it has reason instead of actual facts? Damn.

I choose to incorporate this into my worldview.

[iamnaturalnana]

Vaccine Makers Keep Safety Details Quiet, Alarming Scientists

Researchers say drug companies need to be more open about how vaccine trials are run to reassure Americans who are skittish about getting a coronavirus vaccine. by Katie Thomas Sept. 13, 2020 The morning after the world learned that a closely watched clinical trial of a coronavirus vaccine had been halted last week over safety concerns, the company’s chief executive disclosed that a person…

[tonysolomon4jc]

Friends should draw you closer to holiness & Jesus Christ. If they pull you towards sin more than holiness then you should walk away. Obey Jesus. Rihanna, Beyonce, Billie Eilish, Katy Perry, Taylor Swift & many famous singers are in the satanic Illuminatii. They're casting witchcraft spells on us with their music. Many famous singers are possessed by demons. Research it. Guard your mind & heart. The vaccines are killing people. Research it. Look up Dr. Peter A. McCullough. He told the E.U. parliament how poisonous & deadly MRNA vaccines are. Watch Died Suddenly on Rumble. Pray for everyone that got a vaccine. Microsoft patented #060606 the Mark of the Beast from Revelation 13. Google "patent 060606". Watch Pope Francis and his lies: The False Prophet Exposed, on YouTube. People that die without Jesus Christ as their Lord, God & Savior go to Hell, then get judged & thrown into the Lake of Fire. To get back at satan, pray that people stop worshiping satan, demons & fallen angels, & worship Jesus Christ instead. Pray for that daily. The Antichrist & rapture are close. Go to Messiah2030, on YouTube to see how 53 Bible prophecies point to 2030 being the return of Jesus Christ. They also line up with The Great Reset of 2030. Be ready. Study God's word & preach Jesus Christ. Keep repenting & preach repentance. Proverbs 16:5 The LORD detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished. Stay humble. God hates pride. Pride comes before destruction. God opposes the proud & will humble them. Matthew 18:7 Temptations are inevitable, but what sorrow awaits the person who does the tempting. Movies & secular music promote pride, lust, blasphemy, violence, greed, gluttony, witchcraft, hate, drugs & alcohol. Guard your heart. Lust is evil! Submit to God resist the devil & the devil will flee from you. If that's not your spouse, don't stare! LUST WANTS YOU TO BURN IN HELL. W.W.J.D? Be holy, humble, pure, sober, loving & meek. Glorify God & please God with your thoughts & behavior. 1 Peter 4:7 The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled & sober-minded for the sake of your prayers. Pray often. 🙏

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Biden Requests New Funding for a COVID Vaccine 'Everybody Should Get'

By: Katie Pavlich Speaking briefly to reporters from his swanky vacation in Lake Tahoe Friday afternoon, President Joe Biden said he officially requested congressional funding for the development of a new COVID vaccine. “I signed off this morning on a proposal this morning, to have, to present to the congress a request for addiitonal funding for a new vaccine that works and tentatively, not…

[motownfiction]

rowing

In the middle of the first summer after the vaccines, Steph gets it in her head she has to take her family on the biggest and best vacation they can possibly have. She’s not the only one with that idea, of course, but she might be the only one who thinks that the perfect vacation is white water rafting in Traverse City, Michigan.

Katie and Jenny are down for it, of course. They’re the sporty kind of adventurous, after all. Since Steph booked the trip back in March, Jenny’s been practicing her rowing skills with whatever she can get her hands on. Judy, however, is less excited. She makes a point to tell Jenny that pretend rowing in the bathtub is not the same as rowing in Lake Michigan, and Jenny always cries (though Steph knows she’s mostly pretending).

One night, after some real tears from Jenny, Steph follows Judy up to her room. She’s lying on her bed listening to XTC. “Making Plans for Nigel.” Steph has to stifle a laugh behind her palm. That Judy Tuesday. So much like her father.

Steph comes in and turns down the volume on the stereo – the one Jenny begged for when she turned thirteen last year. She looks up at Steph with pretty blue eyes, the only thing about her whole face that looks a damn thing like her mother, and Steph damn near turns into a puddle on the carpet.

“You can sit down,” Judy says. “I know you want to.”

Steph takes a breath and sits down on the bed next to Judy. She takes a minute before she finds the best way to ask her question.

“Why are you so against the whole rafting thing?”

Judy sighs.

“Are you seriously asking?”

“I am seriously asking.”

Another angsty sigh.

“Because you and Jenny and Mama Katie are so … out,” Judy says, pushing her chest toward the sky like her feelings are bigger than her words (because they usually are).

“I know,” Steph says. “But you’re not so demure yourself.”

“I know. But it’s not the same. I’m like a dork. You’re all, like, cool.”

Steph laughs a little. She’s never thought of herself as cool, even when she knew other people did. It’s just never mattered much to Steph what other people think of her – only what her daughters think.

“You’re cool, too,” Steph says. “And you know why you’re cool?”

“Enlighten me, Mother.”

“Because even though you’re not into the athletic stuff, you can still pull it off. And you, more than anyone else in our raft, will understand rowing as a metaphor.”

“For what?”

“For making it through. For pushing on and on and on, even when it feels like your arms are going to fall off. You don’t give up, Jude. You never have.”

Judy smiles a little. It’s one of those things that makes Steph think she’s doing an OK job at this mom thing after all.

She just keeps rowing and rowing and rowing.

(part of @nosebleedclub poetry month challenge -- day vi!)