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minthandsoap · 1 year ago

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꧁•⊹٭𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚝 𝟸٭⊹•꧂

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐢𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨(???) 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝 (𝐞𝐡) 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬

｡.✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 🥹❤️😔𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 👹💥🎇 ✰.｡

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

𝟨.𝟣𝓀 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈

“Marie! Over here!”

A barrage of camera flashes erupted, momentarily blinding Marie's vision in a mass of blinding white. Loud voices from every direction, calling for her name, desperate for one look from Marie’s mesmerizing brown eyes. Journalists and news reporters moved around her, their hungry eyes fixated on her and Dean Shetty as they stepped onto the gala's floor. Despite the overwhelming attention, Marie looked like a professional, kept a perfect smile, her gaze unwavering as the cameras took pictures of her. She was fucking nervous though. Having all of this attention on her is not something she can quite get used to.

Marie continued through the mass of people, her smile as practiced as it was genuine. Each wide grin from the crowd elicited a reciprocating one from her, and grateful "we love you Marie!"s were met with equally rehearsed "thank you so much!"s – her mind remembering the media training session Dean Shetty had put her through just hours prior.

"Come, Marie," Dean Shetty's voice cut through her thoughts, her hand gently ushering Marie away. "There are a few key people I'd like you to meet."

But the "key people" quickly blurred into a relentless carousel of outstretched hands and business cards. "Here's my card," they'd repeat, their eyes gleaming with opportunism, not genuine connection. One even thrust a phone in her face, muttering something about an NFT, whatever that was. Each interaction felt so scripted, so fucking draining.

Behind the smile, a cold dread bloomed in Marie's chest. Every question about her "parents" – gone, a tragedy she held so close – felt like a fresh wound. Yet, the charade continued, the lie clinging to her like a gilded shroud, telling everyone that her parents were fucking Doctors Without Borders. The weight of it all – the attention, the facade, the suffocating expectations – threatened to pull her under. "Everything is becoming so overwhelming," she thought, yearning for a single moment of genuine connection in this sea of calculated smiles.

Exhausted from what felt like an eternity of uncomfortable small talk and disingenuous greetings, Marie finally found refuge with Dean Shetty in a less populated corner.

"Pretend I don’t know your age," she smiled, amusement dancing in her eyes. "You did great out there."

“Yeah,” Marie sighed, her voiced tinged with weariness as she took the glass and followed Dean Shetty when she began to walk. “I don’t know… lying about my family felt pretty shitty.”

Dean Shetty’s playful expression softened a bit. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a hushed murmur. "These people don’t want to hear the truth, and you don’t want to say it" she gave her a pointed look.

Marie's gaze drifted past Dean Shetty and the swirling mass of bodies, finding solace in the distant, starlit sky glimpsed through a window. Dean Shetty's words echoed in her ears, each syllable a truth she desperately wished wasn't. The world craved a fairytale, a narrative woven with threads of happiness and perfect families. Telling them the truth, the raw, jagged mess of it all, would shatter that illusion, leaving behind shards of pity she couldn't afford.

The truth was a festering wound, hidden deep in files no one can find. It was the hollowness that followed her everywhere, the absence that screamed loud in her mind. She will always remember the day it happened, the deafening silence that replaced the warmth of laughter, the suffocating emptiness that settled where love once resided. The lifeless bodies that were her parents, the blood splattered on the walls and pooled on the floor, the look of absolute fear on her sister's face. Fear of her. Telling the truth meant reliving that nightmare, exposing the vulnerability she guarded fiercely.

But it was also a burden, a secret that weighed her down, a constant reminder of the life she'd lost. Each "thank you" for her " performance " felt like a fresh thorn, each fabricated story a betrayal of the ghosts she held close. The line between her carefully constructed persona and the fractured person beneath blurred with every interaction, leaving her teetering on the edge of a breakdown everyday.

A prickling sensation crawled up Marie's spine. Like a spotlight suddenly aimed in her direction, she felt a singular gaze burning through the crowd, pinning her with its intensity. She instinctively looked up, meeting the steely brown eyes of Jordan Li briskly walking past her with their parents in tow. The air seemed to crackle with the unspoken tension between them, and a wave of conflicting emotions washed over her.

She knew better than to expect for her and Jordan’s “relationship” to continue after– well after everything. Within two weeks after their hookup in the club bathroom, Professor Brink was killed in a murder suicide. When thrust into the unforgiving spotlight of national television, Marie chose a narrative of carefully curated lies, a script that was fed to her over the truth. She painted herself as the God U’s lone savior, proclaiming to the world that she had single-handedly stopped Luke's bloodthirsty rampage when in reality Marie, gripped by fear, had fled leaving Jordan to fight Luke alone. It was Jordan who faced Luke to protect the school. To protect her .

Their pleas, Jordan's call for help, echoed in her mind, fueled by the constant replay of that

fateful day. Fear had been her accomplice, driving her to flee instead of standing by Jordan. Now, the mask of heroism she wore felt suffocating, every accolade she received a shard of truth piercing her conscience.

Jordan's hatred was a bitter pill to swallow, yet she understood it all too well. Their grief, raw and untamed, mirrored the guilt festering within her. Could she justify her actions based on their pain? And to top it off, Marie took their spot in the rankings, an added benefit she got for lying. Fuck Marie didn’t know what to do.

“Lucky Jordan doesn’t have laser eyes,” Dean Shetty's voice cut through her thoughts. “Be careful. With Luke gone this free-for-all for number one is gonna get ruthless, and you have a target on your back.”

“Me?” Marie questioned, a bit confused. “I’m just a freshman,” Marie added, stammering a bit.

Dean Shetty's smile turned reassuring.“Keep doing what you’re doing, you could be the first top ranked freshman in history.”

Marie couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face from hearing that. She’d be able to prove to the world, prove to her sister that she is a good person.

Marie fidgeted with the lace trim of her crimson gown, itching to escape its confines. “Can’t wait to get out of this fucking dress” she thought, longing for the comfort of her everyday clothes.

"But in darkness, stars can truly shine. Like Marie Moreau, the Guardian of Godolkin." Marie felt the heat of the spotlight as its beam sliced through the shadows, pinning her. Dean Shetty's voice, once a murmur that she was able to drown out, now amplified to a booming sound that echoed through the banquet hall. Every syllable hammered against Marie's skull, each praise laden with a bitter aftertaste. The entire night had been a gilded cage, each smile, each posed photograph, a sacrifice offered at the altar of their grand narrative.

Her mind churned. Every mention by Dean Shetty of her name, once a source of pride, now scraped with the rough edges of resentment. She wanted to scream, to tear off the red gown and flip off this fucking charade, but the price of her silence remained etched in clear, unspoken promises. The recognition she wanted, the future she craved , depended on this “masquerade”.

So, she smiled, a fixed expression that tugged at the corners of her mouth, a ghost of the genuine joy it once mirrored. Applause thundered around her, a deafening storm she endured with an unwavering posture. Each clap felt like a hammer blow.

Dean Shetty's voice rose to a flourish, "Let's give Marie, and the stars like her, the future they deserve" The pronouncement landed with a sickening thud. Each hand raised in applause felt like a pointed finger, each donation a reminder of the debt she owed this fabricated persona. "A donation to the #ThinkBrink Foundation," Dean continued, clapping her hands loudly, "will provide long overdue upgrades to the combat gym and recording studio! So please, open your hearts, give generously. Right Marie?"

Marie's smile deepened, morphing into a breathtaking cascade of beauty. A soft, melodic chuckle escaped her lips, adding a touch of genuine charm.

As Dean Shetty's final words echoed through the hall, the applause slowly subsided, leaving a soft murmur in its wake. Marie relished the dimming of the spotlight, the return of shadows offering a blessed reprieve from the scrutiny of everyone around her. Dean Shetty joined her at a nearby table, their champagne flutes clinking as they both took a sip. A video honoring Professor Brink played on the large screen, a solemn montage of his laughter, lectures, and moments with students. Each image flickered like a silent accusation, a reminder of the lie Marie clung to.

During the montage, a picture flashed across the screen. Professor Brink, beaming warmly, with Jordan by his side. Their bright smile, untouched by the killing of Brink that now haunted them, pierced straight into Marie's chest. Guilt lanced through her, an unwelcome feeling to the want that stirred within her for Jordan. Marie tore her gaze away from the screen, unable to bear the weight of Jordan’s smile any longer. The atmosphere around her suddenly felt suffocating.

When the video ended, the room immediately was lively again, which Marie felt was odd considering the overly sad video that was just played. Dean Shetty leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I just knew you’d be great at this, Marie. Bet you scored a million in pledges,” she said, a calculating glint in her eyes. “You’re a fucking superstar. You saved my ass,” Dean Shetty sipped her champagne thanking Marie.

“Your ass needed saving?” she echoed, unable to keep the question from escaping her lips.

Dean chuckled, a dry, humorless sound. “A dean’s whole job is raising money.” she said, taking another sip of champagne. “After Golden Boy, the donations were going down the toilet. And so was I.”

Her voice dipped even lower, almost conspiratorial. “But then one look at that smile of yours and their wallets just cracked right open.”

“Good.” Marie managed after a beat of silence, the word scraping dryly against her tongue. “I’m glad I could be useful to you.”she added, the last part laced with a bitterness she couldn't entirely mask.

“Oh!” Dean Shetty, oblivious to the undercurrent of resentment in Marie's voice, let out a dismissive chuckle. “So useful. You’re fantastic, excuse me.” Before Marie could respond, Dean Shetty glided away, her smile switching on like a practiced light as she approached another guest, likely with the sole purpose of securing another hefty donation.

Marie watched her go, the champagne in her glass suddenly tasting flat and metallic, realization washing over her like a cold wave.

A surge of anger, hot and unexpected, pulsed through her. Anger at the fabricated narrative, the exploited grief, the donations lining Dean Shetty's pockets, and using her so Dean Shetty can save face. It was all a fucking sham, and she was fucking sick of playing a part in it.

With a sudden movement, her fingers flew to the pink and blue pin adorning her dress. With a sharp tug, she ripped it free, the metal glinting accusingly in the dim light. She tossed the pin onto the table, it landing with a dull thud. Leaving it behind, she walked away, wanting to step outside to get some fresh air.

Just as she reached the edge of the crowd, a voice snagged her attention. "Hey Moreau," Jordan called out, their voice tinged with amusement. They were seated across from Cate who was watching her with a tilt of her head.

Marie sighed, the weariness settling heavier on her chest. The last thing she wanted was to be drawn into an impromptu confrontation, especially not with Jordan. “I'm not in the mood, okay?” she said, her voice tight with barely suppressed emotion. “You can attack me in the morning."

She turned to leave again not wanting to deal with whatever shit Jordan felt like throwing at her at the moment.. Their smirk held a familiar edge, laced with the biting sarcasm that had once drawn her in but now felt grating.”I’m surprised you can walk straight with everyone’s tongue lodged up your ass.”

Marie's retort came sharp, laced with the frustration simmering just beneath the surface. “Leave me alone,” she snapped, her voice tight with barely contained anger. “You don’t know shit about me.” But her words seemed to go in one of their ears and out the other, failing to deter them.

Jordan leaned back in their chair, a smirk playing on their lips. “Brownnoser, one-upper.” hey drawled, their voice dripping with mock concern. “Mommy and Daddy’s perfect little hero.” The words were like a lit match tossed into a tinderbox of Marie's suppressed emotions.

“Yeah, well that’s definitely not me,” she choked out, each word laced with bitterness. Because my parents are dead. Because I killed them” he confession hung heavy in the air, raw and unexpected. “You happy?”

Jordan's smirk faltered, a flicker of surprise momentarily replacing their usual self-assured expression. But it was quickly masked again with that same fucking smirk. "Bullshit," they scoffed eyes trained on Marie.

Marie felt a wave of despair wash over her. Taking a shaky breath, she forced herself to meet their gaze, her voice shaky. “I didn’t know I had powers until my first period,” she began, the words raw and jagged on her tongue. “I couldn’t control the blood and it sliced through my mom’s body,” The memory, vivid and horrifying, flashed before her eyes, the scent of iron still strong in her nostrils. “Dad came in. Same deal.”

Across the table, Cate, who had been silent until now, spoke up, her voice laced with disbelief. “Fuck.”

“Yeah,”she choked out, her gaze shifting to Cate. “I’m the last person who thinks they’re a hero. I fucking hate myself half the time.”The anger rekindled in her, fueled by the fucking injustice of it all. She turned back to Jordan, her eyes blazing with defiance. “And I just spent the entire night being dragged around like a show pony, so I’m not in the mood for your shit.”

“Hey,” The tension that hummed between them seemed to soften slightly at Cate's gesture. With a hesitant glance at Jordan, Marie searched for any flicker of disapproval, any indication that this conversation wasn't welcome. But Jordan's deep brown eyes, usually sharp and observant, remained downcast, offering a silent permission. Taking a deep breath, Marie sighed and hiked up the red of her dress, its folds rustling as she lowered herself onto the chair next to Cate.

Cate leaned forward, her gaze sincere as she met Marie's. "I was nine," she began, her voice quiet yet carrying a weight that filled the space between them. “My parents were setting up the tent. My little brother kept kicking at my shins, so I grabbed him by the arm and I told him to go away and never come back.”

A tremor ran through Cate's hands, the memory still raw beneath the surface. “So he did,” she whispered, her voice tight with emotion. “He just walked right into the woods.” Cate's eyes, filled with unshed tears, locked with Marie's. That was the first time my powers showed up,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t know,”

“Jesus.” Marie let out a gasp, the horror of the situation settling heavy in her stomach.

“There was a… search party.” Her voice shook as she continued, “Dogs. You know? It went on for weeks. But… nothing.” Cate nodded, her brow furrowing with the memory's pain. “My mom never touched me again.” she pursed her lips. “Neither did my dad.”

Silence descended, thick with the weight of shared pain and unspoken understanding. Marie stammered, searching for the right words, “I had no idea. I’m so sorry,”

“It is not your fault.” Cate's gaze held a firmness that chipped away at Marie. “Your parents shot you up with a dangerous drug when you were a baby to make a buck off you.”

“No, my parents weren’t like that.” she whispered, the denial catching in her throat.

“Yes, they were.” she countered, her voice laced with a controlled anger. “They did this. You didn’t. Don’t spend a fucking minute crying over them.”

Each word landed like a hammer blow, shattering the carefully constructed narrative Marie had clung to. Tears welled in her eyes, for once not for the parents she remembered, but for her innocence stolen, her trust betrayed.

The silence stretched taut after Cate's revelation, heavy with the weight of their shared vulnerabilities. Then, from across the table, Jordan broke the stillness.

"I killed my grandpa with my powers," they said, their voice surprisingly quiet, devoid of their usual smirk.

Both Marie and Cate whipped their heads towards Jordan, concern and confusion etched on their faces. Cate spoke first, her voice laced with disbelief. “No you didn’t”

Jordan met Cate's gaze, their expression molding into a small smirk. “Yeah, I know. I was just feeling left out.”

Cate rolled her eyes, but the gesture lacked its usual bite. Marie, however, surprised both of them. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, the sound like the chiming of distant wind chimes.

Seeing Marie's smile, a genuine one that reached her eyes, Jordan couldn't help but feel a sliver of pride. They had intended to lighten the mood, to break the intensity with their usual sarcasm, but the raw emotions swirling between them had caught them off guard. Marie's laughter, unexpected and authentic, felt like a tiny crack in the heavy cloud that had descended upon them.

Marie sighed, draining the last drops of champagne from her glass. A small smile played on her lips as she looked at Cate and Jordan. “Gonna to head out now. Want to get some fresh air before Dean Shetty fucking needs me again.”

Turning to leave, her eyes met Jordan's. A flicker of something unreadable flickered in their gaze before a smirk settled on their lips. Ignoring their scrutiny, Marie navigated the crowded hall, dodging outstretched hands and nagging questions with practiced smiles and polite "excuse me"s.

The cool night air washed over her as she slipped outside, rounding a corner and venturing further away from the gala's crowded noise. The music dimmed to a distant thrum, replaced by the hum of crickets and the gentle rustle of leaves. Leaning against a brick wall, she gazed skyward, the sky dotted with twinkling stars.

Closing her eyes, she breathed deeply, relishing the quiet and letting the clamor of the evening fade. A sense of peace settled over her, only to be broken by a voice beside her.

“Feels nice out here,”

Eyes still closed, Marie sighed. "Why did you follow me, Jordan?" she didn’t have to see them to know it was Jordan.

A hint of amusement tinged their chuckle. “I can’t get some fresh air too?” Jordan leaned against the wall beside her, mimicking her pose.

A comfortable silence settled between them, a welcome energy from the chaos back inside. The only sounds were the crickets and the distant laughter from the gala, carried on the breeze. Marie sniffed, surprised by a sudden coughing fit. Opening her eyes, she saw Jordan nonchalantly smoking a cigarette, the faint scent of smoke curling around them.

Feeling her gaze, Jordan met her eyes. “What? Want a smoke?” they offered, flicking their cigarette pack open.

Marie laughed, shaking her head. "No thanks, I'm not a smoker."

They tossed the cigarette to the ground, extinguishing it with a decisive stomp. After a moment, Jordan spoke, their voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry."

Confused, Marie turned to them. "Sorry? For what?"

Jordan hesitated, their gaze flitting to the ground before meeting Marie's with a newfound vulnerability. "About your parents," they mumbled, their voice barely above a whisper. "Didn't know."

The weight of their words hit Marie like a physical blow. She closed her eyes, a strangled sigh escaping her lips. "Of course you didn't," she whispered, the pain raw in her voice. "Never told you. Don’t worry about it."

A silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken emotions. Jordan seemed genuinely conflicted, their brow furrowed in concern. "If it makes you feel better," they began, offering what seemed like an ill-fitting attempt at compassion, "I had to parade myself around like a slut to sponsors while drooled over you like fucking dogs."

Marie forced a smile, shaking her head gently. "It doesn't, but thanks anyway."

"You know," Marie began, her eyes locked on the distant city lights, "Dean Shetty told me to 'just smile' when I asked her what I needed to do at this gala. Was nervous as shit. Felt like great advice then, could just "pretend". But," she stopped, her voice catching, "I'm so fucking tired of smiling. Just... so tired of fucking pretending."

Her confession hung in the air, a stark contrast to the glittering facade of the gala they'd left behind. Jordan remained silent, their gaze searching hers, waiting to see if she would continue.

"Then don't" they offered simply, gaze locked on hers. "Don't smile, don't pretend. Just don't"

Suddenly, Jordan stepped closer, their deep brown eyes holding her gaze with an intensity that made her breath hitch. "Marie," they said, their voice soft yet firm. "I'm sorry."

Their eyes seemed to search hers, seeking forgiveness, understanding, something she wasn't sure she could give. But as Jordan leaned closer, their head tilted up in pleading, their lips hovering tantalizingly close, a tiny spark ignited within Marie.

A tiny flicker of connection, a recognition of shared pain buried beneath their carefully constructed facades. As their lips met in a soft, hesitant kiss, the apology hung in the air holding the promise of something more. Maybe understanding, maybe solace, maybe even the wary beginnings of something fucking genuine amidst the chaos surrounding them.

The kiss was brief, but it left a lingering heat on Marie's skin and a tremor in her heart. Pulling away, she met Jordan's gaze, her own eyes clouded with uncertainty. "It's okay," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

The air crackled with unspoken questions and lingering desire. Stepping back, Marie met Jordan's gaze, searching for any sign of doubt, any hesitation. But Jordan's expression held something different – vulnerability, a tentative hope reflected in their deep brown eyes.

"Is this...?" Jordan started, their voice uncharacteristically soft, almost hesitant. They gestured vaguely to themselves, the implication hanging heavy in the air. “Okay?”

Marie took a moment, processing the question, not understanding at first. With a quiet smile, Marie met Jordan halfway, offering a simple nod. Their lips met again, this time with a deeper understanding, a whispered acknowledgment of the vulnerability they’d shared. The tentative exploration of before turning into something richer, fueled by curiosity and a growing sense of familiarity. Marie’s hand moved up Jordan’s arm, fingers ghosting over the smooth skin, their touch sparking shivers beneath the fabric.

Jordan, emboldened by the silent permission, deepened the kiss, tilting their head to deepen the angle. Their kiss tasted like the night air, crisp and cool, but also laced with the sweetness of unspoken desires. It felt like a drug. It was fucking euphoric. A soft moan escaped Marie’s lips, a sound lost in the quiet hush of the night. It felt different, kissing them in this form, a shift in both perception and sensation that danced along the edges of her awareness. She was leaning down instead of up. They felt smaller in her arms. Yet at the same time, it still felt the same as last – the pull, the connection, the spark that flickered between them.

They pulled away slowly, breathless, foreheads resting together. The city lights below seemed impossibly distant, the gala they left behind easily forgotten. Only the quickened thud of their hearts filled the silence.

Jordan’s eyes, shimmering in the moonlight, held a question she didn’t need to ask. They knew she knew.

“Want to get outta here?” Jordan murmured, their voice husky with unspoken desires and unspoken promises.

“Yes please.”

"How do you take this fucking dress off," Jordan groaned against her lips, fumbling with the straps of Marie's dress. Their laughter filled the room, mingling with the hushed anticipation hanging heavy in the air.

Marie giggled, her breath warm against Jordan's cheek. "There's a zipper Jordan" she whispered, her fingers deftly moving behind her back and slowly pulling down the zipper of her gown.

As the dress finally slipped off Marie's shoulders, pooling at her feet, she stepped out of it gracefully, leaving her standing in nothing but her lace undergarments. Jordan's eyes devoured her hungrily, their desire palpable. With a flicker of mischief in their gaze, they slowly backed Marie towards the bed.

They sank onto the plush mattress, their lips never parting as they explored one another with a reckless abandon. Each touch was imprinted with a thousand whispered apologies and promises for a new beginning. The weight of their shared pain melted away with every caress, replaced by an intoxicating hunger to be consumed by each other.

With a gentle pull, she broke away, a soft apology forming on her lips. "Wait," she murmured, her voice husky with the remnants of the kiss.

Jordan met her gaze, a question swirling in their deep brown eyes. Marie, her fingers nimble despite the passion lingering in her touch, began unraveling the intricate design of her hair, removing more than one hair tie as her locs were free from the intricate hairstyle.

"Much better," she sighed, the tension leaving her shoulders with her hair cascading around her. Wrapping her hands around Jordan's neck, the gesture now felt more natural, intimate. She leaned back in, her lips curving into a playful smile. "Now," she whispered, her voice a breath against their skin, "where were we?"

Jordan's lips curled into a mischievous smile, mirroring Marie's playfulness. Their hands traveled slowly down her sides, tracing the contours of her body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Marie shivered, an electric jolt coursing through her veins.

With a sudden surge of desire, Jordan rolled them both over so that Marie straddled their hips. The air crackled around them as Marie gazed down at Jordan, their eyes filled with a hunger that matched her own.

She leaned in, capturing Jordan's lips with a newfound determination. Their kiss was fierce and passionate, a tangle of tongues and teeth that spoke volumes without uttering a word. Marie's fingers danced along the curves of Jordan's body, memorizing every dip and line as if this would be their first and last time together.

But deep down, she hoped it wouldn't be. She'd blame her thoughts on the amount of alcohol she consumed tonight. But she was too focused on the sight in front of her.

Jordan quickly discarded their clothes haphazardly on their dorm room floor, kneeling over Marie in just their underwear. Their bob swayed as they leaned in to kiss Marie's neck, fingers curling around her bra straps pulling them down.

Marie gasped at the feel of Jordan's lips on her skin, and looked up at Jordan through heavy-lidded eyes. Their breath was hot against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Jordan's eyes locked onto hers, their gaze intense and filled with desire. "God I–" they began, their voice hoarse with need. "I need you, Marie. I need this."

She hesitated only for a moment before nodding, her weakness for Jordan overpowering her reservations. They kissed again, more urgently this time, the passion and longing between them undeniable. As their lips met, Jordan's fingers deftly undid the clasp of Marie's bra, freeing her TITTIES TO THE COOL AIR.

Marie arched her back slightly, her nipples pebbling immediately in reaction to the cool air.

"So beautiful," Jordan murmured softly before leaning down to take one of Marie's nipples between their lips.

Marie moaned, threading her fingers through Jordan's hair. Jordan's tongue was warm and wet against her nipple, flicking and exploring with expert precision. Marie could feel their breath against her skin, heating up the cool air and sending a shiver through her body. Her fingers tangled in their hair, pulling them closer as she yearned for more. Jordan continued to tease her nipple with their tongue, their lips brushing against her skin in a intense dance.

Her resistance crumbled away like a brittle wall. She wanted this, needed it. Needed the comfort, the passion, the connection that Jordan was offering. She wound her arms around Jordan's neck, pulling them closer, deepening the kiss.

She could feel the other woman's body trembling over her, matching her every move.

"Jordan," she breathed, gasping for air as their lips parted.

Their bodies melded together in passion, a feverish dance of tongues and skin. Jordan's hands traced the curve of Marie's back, moving lower until they reached the waistband of her underwear. With a quick tug, they were stripped away, leaving her completely exposed.

Marie's breath caught in her throat as Jordan's fingers glided over her skin down there, tracing the contours of her thighs. She could feel the heat radiating from the other woman's touch, and the desire simmering beneath the surface.

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, they were lost in the hunger that danced between them. Jordan leaned up to give Marie a kiss again before their eyes finally locked on Marie's wetness.

"Fuck," Jordan began tracing their fingers on her clit. "Can't wait to have this again," they muttered in a hushed voice, their eyes never leaving hers.

Marie shook her head, her eyes filling with tears as she gazed into Jordan's depths. "Please," she whispered back, her voice quivering. "Please, Jordan."

Marie gasped in delight, feeling a finger slowly push into her warm, slick depths. Jordan's intense gaze locked onto Marie's, their fingers slowly dipping into her slick depth, moving in and out with a mesmerizing rhythm. Drops of sweat glistened on their skin, catching the dim light from the bedside lamp.

Jordan continued to move their fingers inside her, matching the rhythm of her moans with each thrust. Their breaths became increasingly heavier as they found themselves lost in the moment.

Jordan's lips traveled down Marie's neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses and nips before reaching her collarbone. They sucked on the sensitive spot, eliciting a gasp from Marie's lips.

"You're so beautiful," Jordan whispered against her skin, their fingers never ceasing their movements inside of her.

Marie closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure building up inside her. She wrapped her arms around Jordan's neck, pulling their lips closer for another passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, mingling with the taste of the champagne they had earlier drank, as if cementing their souls together.

She arched her back as Jordan added a third finger, stretching and filling her in ways she had never experienced before. Her hips began to move in time with their thrusts, seeking more of that incredible sensation.

"Please," she begged, not knowing exactly what she was asking for but needing more of it nonetheless.

Jordan gave an understanding nod before leaning down to capture one of Marie's nipples between their lips again. Their free hand trailed down Marie's body until it reached the bundle of nerves between her legs. They began to rub slow circles over it with their thumb while keeping up the steady rhythm with their other hand.

Marie's back arched off the bed as pleasure coursed through every inch of her body. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to release with each passing second.

"Fuck," Jordan muttered, watching intently as Marie writhed beneath them. "Come baby,"

And with those words, it all became too much for Marie to handle. She exploded into oblivion, every muscle in her body tensing and releasing as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.

"Jordan," she cried out, grasping onto them tightly as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

For several moments, they simply laid there, catching their breaths and basking in the aftermath of their passion with Jordan watching her from above. Finally, Jordan pulled their fingers out before bringing them to their lips, sucking them clean with a satisfied smirk.

"You taste so good," they murmured, dragging the tips of their wet fingers slowly across Marie's lips. "Need to feel you," they sighed, moving their hands down to spread Marie's thighs wide open when she began to subconsciously close them.

They lined their own pussy over Marie's own dripping one, their lips parting for a brief moment as they locked eyes again. Their desire was palpable, the electric connection between them thrumming hard..

In one swift movement, Jordan sliding their wetness over Marie's own, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. Her back arched, her fingers digging into Jordan's hips as her inner muscles tightened around Jordan.

"God, yes," she moaned into the air, their bodies swaying rhythmically, pulsing together. Marie bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest in desire. She felt their clit grinding against her own, pleasure surging through her. Jordan's lips found Marie's, their tongues twining together in a passionate embrace. The sounds of their bodies, wet and slick, mingled with the gasps of pleasure that escaped their lips. Their hips moved in sync, matching the rhythm of their hearts, and the tempo grew faster, more intense.

"Look so pretty spread open for me," Jordan whispered, their voice thick with lust.

"Fuck," Marie hissed, feeling herself losing herself in the sensations. She moaned into Jordan's mouth as their bodies collided, their pelvises grinding together with a wet slap. The pressure built inside her, the surge of pleasure overwhelming her body. "You feel good?"

Marie could only nod in response, her mind hazy with the overwhelming sensation of Jordan's body pressed against hers. She felt the wetness growing on her inner thighs as their bodies collided, and the air was thick with the smell of sex and sweat.

Jordan's breathing was heavy now, their chest rising and falling rapidly as their hips moved. "Good," they grunted. Their thrusts were getting sloppy now "Cause you feel so good Marie, you feel so fucking good," they groaned, their voice hoarse with need.

She reached up, her fingers tangling in Jordan's hair, pulling their lips down to hers for another searing kiss. Their tongues danced together, and Marie felt a surge of desire wash over her. She wanted this more than anything, wanted to be closer to Jordan, even as her body trembled with need and desire.

Their pace quickened, their hips moving faster and harder, their bodies slapping together now. Sweat dripped down Jordan's forehead as they moved fast. Jordan's breaths came in short gasps, her eyes locked onto Marie's, her grip on the other woman's hips tightening with each thrust.

"Feel amazing," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. Marie's moans echoed in the room, her body arching up to meet each of Jordan's thrusts. She could feel her own orgasm building, the tension in her muscles growing with each passing moment.

"Fuck, I'm so close," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

Jordan's eyes widened, the sight of Marie's pleasure pushing her closer to peak. She quickened her pace, their hips slapping wetly against each other.

"Come for me, Marie," she urged, moving one of her hands in between their bodies to rub against Marie's clit. "Let go."

"Oh, fuck," Marie cried, her body trembling as the most intense orgasm of her life washed over her. Her muscles clenched around Jordan, her nails digging into the other woman's skin as she rode the waves of pleasure.

Jordan's own orgasm was just moments away, the visceral sight of Marie's pleasure almost sending her over the edge. She thrust harder, their bodies moving in perfect sync until she was crying out too, her own release shaking her to her very core.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies still entwined, both of them panting heavily as they tried to catch their breath. Their chests heaved with every breath, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.

"That was..." Marie began, her voice hoarse from her orgasm. She trailed off, feeling their steady heartbeat on top of her.

"Jordan?" she looked up to see that they somehow managed to fall fast asleep on top of her, soft snores leaving their mouth.

Marie smiled a bit, not having the heart to push them off her.

I'll deal with it in the morning.

didn't expect this to be a four parter but love the ideas swirling in my mind. the last two (technically last one) should be done by or before Friday. can find this on my ao3 here

Besitos!

#gen v #limoreau #marie moreau #jordan li #jordan li x marie moreau #mariejordan #marie moreau x jordan li #limoreau fic #a little sad but not really

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LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

August 27, 2024

Heather Cox Richardson

Aug 28, 2024

Sam Stein of The Bulwark reported yesterday that the Trump campaign is about to start running ads in the area around Mar-a-Lago. Trump insiders say the campaign has paid almost $50,000 to run ads to make Trump and local donors feel good. On August 14, Kevin Cate, former spokesperson for President Barack Obama, predicted that Trump would spend his first television dollars “in Florida (for his ego and against his team’s advice). And that’s how you’ll know we’re in landslide territory.”

Predictions about future elections and an average of $3.08 will get you a cup of coffee these days, but there are some interesting signs out there today. Pollster Tom Bonier noted what he called “the Harris Effect”: the 13 states that have updated their voters files since July 21—when Biden said he would not accept the Democratic nomination for president—have seen “incredible surges in voter registration relative to the same time period in 2020, driven by women, voters of color, and young voters.”

The registrations of young Black women have almost tripled compared with the same period in 2020. The registrations of young Hispanic women are up by 150%. “Black women overall have almost doubled their registration numbers from 2020,” Bonier wrote.

These changes benefit Democrats, Bonier noted. “Democratic registration has increased by over 50%, as compared to only 7% for Republicans. These new registrants are modeled as +20 pts Dem, as compared to +6 during the same week in 2020.”

The Cook Political Report today moved the electoral votes of Minnesota, New Hampshire, and North Carolina, and the governor's races in North Carolina and Washington, toward the Democrats. Minnesota, New Hampshire, and the Washington governor have gone from leaning Democratic to likely Democratic wins; the North Carolina governor’s race has gone from Toss Up to Lean Democratic; North Carolina has gone from Lean Republican to Toss Up.

Meanwhile, Trump began the day by posting an advertisement for the fourth “series of Trump digital trading cards,” or NFTs (which are unique digital tokens) featuring heroic images of Trump. People who buy 15 or more of them—at $99 apiece—get a physical trading card as well. Trump said that the physical card has a piece of the suit he wore at the presidential debate, and Trump promises to sign five of them, randomly. Up to 25 people who buy $25,750 worth of the cards with cryptocurrency will be invited to a gala next month at his Jupiter, Florida, golf club.

In the ad, Trump made it a point to emphasize his enthusiasm for cryptocurrency, an emphasis that dovetails with Trump’s recent promotion of an “official” cryptocurrency project. He linked to a Telegram channel run by his sons Don Jr. and Eric that, at the time, was called “The DeFiant Ones” but has been renamed “World Liberty Financial.” While there is little public information about the project, the channel has almost 50,000 subscribers.

Hawking merchandise was an odd move for a presidential candidate, and it suggested his focus is elsewhere than on the election. Also today, Trump announced that he plans to make former Democrats Robert Kennedy Jr. and Tulsi Gabbard, both of whom have endorsed him, honorary members of his transition team. Kennedy told right-wing personality Tucker Carlson that he would “help pick the people who will be running the government.”

This afternoon, Trump announced that the terms for the September 10 presidential debate had been set, but the fact it came from him alone suggested he was trying to get his way by simply declaring he had won. Indeed, the Harris campaign said the issue hadn’t been settled, and ABC News, which is holding the debate, did not comment.

Late this afternoon, special counsel Jack Smith filed a superseding indictment against Trump in the federal criminal case concerning Trump’s attempt to overturn the results of the 2020 presidential election. After the Supreme Court decided on July 1, 2024, in the aptly-named case of Donald J. Trump v. United States, that Trump cannot be charged with crimes committed as part of his official duties, the criminal case Smith had filed against him for his attempt to steal the election had to be reworked to eliminate those actions the court deemed official.

A new grand jury heard the evidence for this indictment, avoiding concerns that the previous grand jury might be swayed by evidence that they had heard before but was no longer admissible. The new indictment removes those matters but retains the four original charges and clarifies that they concern actions that are not official duties. Legal analyst Joyce White Vance of Civil Discourse notes that while the old indictment referred to Trump as a former president, this one refers to him as “a candidate for president.”

Trump greeted the announcement with a long, unhinged rant on his social media company, saying that “[t]he people of our country will see what is happening with all of these corrupt lawsuits against me, and will REJECT them by giving me an overwhelming Victory on November 5th for President of the United States….”

“For those counting,” legal analyst Andrew Weismann wrote, “FIVE separate grand juries (scores of citizens) have now found probable cause that Trump committed multiple felonies.”

And then, this evening, Quil Lawrence and Tom Bowman of NPR explained the story behind the surprising photos of Trump on Monday giving a thumbs-up over a grave in Arlington National Cemetery. The reporters wrote that “[t]wo members of Donald Trump's campaign staff had a verbal and physical altercation Monday with an official” at the cemetery, where “[f]ederal law prohibits political campaign or election-related activities.” When a cemetery official tried to prevent Trump campaign staff from entering the section where the grave was located, “campaign staff verbally abused and pushed the official aside.” A Trump campaign spokesperson said the official who tried to prevent the staff from holding a political event in the cemetery was “clearly suffering from a mental health episode.”

The elephant in the room these days is that most Republicans, along with many pundits, are pretending that Trump is a normal presidential candidate. They are ignoring his mental lapses, calls for authoritarianism, grifting, lack of grasp on any sort of policy, and criminality, even as he has hollowed out the once grand Republican Party and threatens American democracy itself.

It’s hard to look away from the reality that the Republican senators could have stopped this catastrophe at many points in Trump’s term, at the very least by voting to convict Trump at his first impeachment trial. At the time, Senator Ted Cruz (R-TX) said, “Out of one hundred senators, you have zero who believe you that there was no quid pro quo. None. There’s not a single one.” Republican senators nonetheless stood behind Trump. “This is not about this president. It’s not about anything he’s been accused of doing,” then–majority leader Mitch McConnell (R-KY) told his colleagues. “It has always been about November 3, 2020. It’s about flipping the Senate.”

When the Framers wrote the Constitution, they did not foresee senators abandoning the principles of the country in order to support a president they thought would enhance their own careers. Assuming that lawmakers would jealously guard their own power, the Framers gave to the members of the House of Representatives the power to impeach a president. To the members of the Senate they gave the sole power to try impeachments. They assumed that lawmakers, who had just fought a war to break free of a monarch, would understand that their own interests would always require stopping the rise of an authoritarian leader.

But the Framers did not foresee the rise of political partisanship.

In the modern era, extreme partisanship has led to voter suppression to keep Republicans in power, the weaponization of the filibuster to stop Democratic legislation, and gerrymandering to enable Republicans to take far more legislative seats than they have earned. The demands of this extreme partisanship also mean that members of one of the nation’s major political parties have lined up behind a man whom, were he running this sort of a campaign even ten years ago, they would have dismissed with derision.

Finally, devastatingly, the partisanship that made senators keep Trump in office enabled him to name to the Supreme Court three justices. Those three justices were key to making up the majority that overturned the nation’s fundamental principle that all people must be equal before the law. In July 2024 they ruled that unlike anyone else, a president is above it.

In May 2016, South Carolina Republican senator Lindsey Graham famously observed: “If we nominate Trump, we will get destroyed.......and we will deserve it.”

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

#Heather Cox Richardson #Letters From An American #election 2024 #Trump campaign #political partisanship #Arlington cemetery #voter registration #Harris/Walz campaign

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So, you’re wondering, “Is Gala crypto a good investment for me in India?” That’s a fantastic question, and one many Indian investors are grappling with. The world of cryptocurrency can feel overwhelmingly complex, especially with the sheer number of options out there. Navigating this space requires careful research, a level head, and a realistic understanding of the risks involved. This article will delve into the world of Gala Games and its cryptocurrency, providing you with the information you need to make a more informed decision. We’ll explore its potential, its drawbacks, and ultimately, help you decide if Gala crypto aligns with your personal investment strategy. Remember, this isn’t financial advice – think of it as fuel for your own research journey. Let’s dive in!

Understanding Gala Games and its Cryptocurrency

Gala Games is a blockchain-based gaming platform that aims to revolutionize the gaming industry by giving players ownership and control over their in-game assets. Unlike traditional games where you rent assets, Gala Games utilizes a “play-to-earn” model, allowing users the opportunity to earn rewards as they are also involved in building gaming solutions as well as maintaining systems. The Gala Games ecosystem thrives on various assets, a prominent item being the utility token – the Gala Crypto token(GALA). A lot happens behind gala’s token. GALA cryptocurrency supports these gaming infrastructure services. These functionalities add value to Gala Crypto and the platform’s efficiency.

Gala Games’ Infrastructure Services: Exploring the Supporting Infrastructure

Game Development and Publishing:The Gála community runs a decentralized network of nodes that verifies transactions, supporting governance processes also.

NFT Creation Platform, Gala allows other gaming developers to create and host their projects under its umbrella brand expanding usage of it token as well in this process.

The GALA token: Functionality and Use Cases

GALA serves several key functions: gaming transaction fuel and governance within the ecosystem and value as mentioned in its various functionalities. Its use cases primarily centered around engagement (participation within the chain), the acquisition of player generated content within a larger marketplace supported by this system, and voting to shape a large scale strategy/voting process allowing users and developers to maintain decentralized authority.

Gala Crypto: Potential Opportunities and Growth Prospects

Gala Games holds massive appeal, specifically due to its vision of using a decentralized framework rather than a centralized entity offering game support.This gives huge chances that GALA offers for potential growth. The platform, even early on, experienced impressive engagement rates within its early years and garnered strong interest from investors despite being under 7-years old currently as indicated from an overview from its CoinMarketCap. However some critics note these are simply early adopter interest groups.

The Blockchain Gaming Market: High Growth Potential

It’s essential to understand Gala’s position within the crypto landscape. Blockchain gaming is booming globally , not excluding Indian participants, and is a key reason some choose to become involved in investing. This suggests solid growth rates exist, but this field has very substantial volatility and therefore may bear more risk, depending on your confidence in blockchain and what its future direction might be. This growing market is giving massive attraction and many consider Gala crypto’s chance to garner large shares due to the gaming’s rapidly growing and expansive market.

Gala’s Competitive Advantage in the Market Space

Many investors consider this advantage also to arise from having a system established around other gaming communities within the chain/token-this can give a far larger scope of audience interested and available for further expansion and more substantial token holding through various engagement activities that offer more participation as opposed to some other games which aren’t integrated with blockchain systems very significantly that allow so much participation this easily using gala crypto for transactions.

Assessing Market Volatility with Gala

Let it stand as said-volatility is massive. GALA’s price fluctuates like all cryptocurrencies; it’s a high-risk factor of dealing/engaging with these kinds of token systems and this requires careful thought at determining whether the current risk factors are worth the perceived potential return or not at this point in time or what future investment should hold currently for similar investment in future engagements.

Potential Risks and Challenges for Gala

Despite its potential, Gala games is not devoid of possible drawbacks and areas containing more vulnerabilities to market influences or fluctuations. As said from its introduction to what this section will cover also-let the reader know fully awareness is critical with investment-it cannot act in terms any sort where responsibility and accountability don’t exist within investing itself and for other investors.

### Market Sentiment as Vulnerability to Crypto Market Changes

Crypto investor sentiment directly affects investment opportunities-investors respond to certain trends that shape investor preference. Many aspects and circumstances are directly felt through investor groups’ activity, or general sentiments which may occur for a longer periods (ie; broader or general news etc affecting markets). Market sensitivity changes depending on investor involvement which shifts based on whether markets themselves grow or lower depending on other economic situations(ex: a strong economy would create larger willingness if more confident on economic situations in relation). The market in and of itself holds significant volatility so investors have to engage in analysis of this with their due diligence accordingly and with their full understanding of limitations that occur.

Competition within a Growing Metaverse Game Industry

Consider even whether it’s appropriate to invest at this time at all, regarding competitiveness; what challenges might your expected investment gains meet. If your plan were on long periods investing where you predict future stability, note even that may be met with unexpected challenges within a metaverse market. Many investors even expect the potential future metaverse (as Gala aims at a component of that) are likely to face increasing competition both inside and outside themselves which results into a lower market share for their investments overall. Remember to carefully conduct sufficient research that accounts this. Many similar projects compete offering possibly many alternative attractions which you must analyze too when examining as alternative future investment potential.

Regulatory Uncertainty on Cryptocurrency

India’s regulatory stance on cryptocurrency is still evolving. In 2022 news regarding more definite implementations were revealed where many felt better understanding occurred on the specific types of investments and regulations applied. This situation remains very dynamic and is still relatively unclear, presenting challenges even to investors even well adjusted. Keeping monitoring such ongoing legal development concerning Indian specific information where relevant becomes pivotal.

Gala Crypto: Frequently Asked Questions regarding investment into Gala

Is Gala Crypto legal in India? For now , this exists within more general crypto stances. Current law largely doesn’t mention specifically whether specific tokens are “illegal”, but it operates more similarly where rules surrounding foreign exchange controls, money laundering and financial security concerns. Note-regulatory conditions can abruptly change without prior warning, therefore it is always advisable keeping actively informing yourself within this region consistently.

How can I invest in Gala Crypto? Platforms allowing purchasing such cryptocurrencies generally often are provided via an established exchange already in functioning within your geographic territory to which can support trading on relevant regulated/non regulated tokens; if using exchanges in places regulated it’s likely possible only purchasing from other verified purchasers in regions legally appropriate to exchange said tokens, although this also often often will change given recent current events. Remember to seek financial professionals if lacking knowledge which affects understanding and/ or your appropriate decision making of which is the safest decision which respects financial security and legal requirements as best suitable. Note investing may even still mean uncertainty in potential profit despite that this can change unexpectedly at any point.

What are the associated risks of investing in Gala Crypto? Volatality of this cryptocurrency presents quite a higher amount and can undergo rapid alteration especially unlike even stocks often. It therefore necessitates understanding these limitations such are those mentioned including regulatory situations or shifts, alongside those regarding its marketplace, as some other similar games of similar purposes of gameplay have existed earlier having ended ultimately or performing worse overall than you may perceive initially from initial investment, creating additional factors that may shift negatively depending on where market trends move long-term towards competitors rather than focusing fully toward gala. Researching widely in examining risk in all sources possible therefore assists avoiding making potential significant mistakes by becoming better aware of various challenges that exist that could suddenly emerge or not become realized appropriately. Consider diversifying, rather than putting too-many eggs in merely ONE basket if considering long term investments overall. Always consider risk to be something inherently involved in investing where not only total monetary loss is involved but also potential losses on opportunities regarding gains, time-expenses and in terms to investment cost as well which further compound in situations.

Many of said risks are not specifically limited to merely Indian individuals. They may be even possibly worse for individuals depending exactly on current regulatory environments relevant locally that may vary on even daily circumstances given shifts among regulations.

Deciding if Gala Crypto is Right for You

Gala Games and its gala token represents a promising, interesting venture at currently this time. But it comes with a significant risk. Due entirely of its volatility along with ongoing regulatory changes (which both influence what decisions your investments should take overall; your strategy too needs being well adjusted if there are ongoing changes over long periods of time and these events also may happen even frequently over unexpected circumstances sometimes) and this directly effects and reflects heavily where a greater risk element involves and to higher intensities, depending on what happens on both fronts simultaneously over an extended period before any returns on value will reflect.

Considering a strategy based merely assuming high-potential rewards (as sometimes it is expressed often) entirely from hype in a fast trend rather than based firmly on thoroughly analyzing its strengths (which also it also currently contains strengths- as such mentioned earlier in it discussion,) ultimately is highly likely be a poor strategy in your decision making. Ultimately it needs much stronger critical consideration especially for whether if any potential to receive good investment overall even exist given everything mentioned about its marketplace before investment into this, as it will influence what will your most likely gain or lose even overall across its future longevity within these games or any others that share involvement indirectly.

Before investing anywhere into crypto or blockchain, it’s recommended doing sufficient research independently beforehand on the relevant company behind investments or individuals before investing alongside the relevant cryptocurrency involved directly or indirectly to its related aspects across other elements indirectly involved- even seeking expertise from experienced advisers may act as benefit.

Feel free to share your own thoughts about Gala or ask questions relating generally towards concerns you raise, and do engage other participants to better gain other insights as well towards improving the way to invest better more safely. Remember in sharing, discussion benefits from gaining perspectives towards investments too and learning how others think better and where additional benefits from improving strategy become more clear based from both experience and perspectives too.

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