#of and everything was 1 eur!

[autobahnmp3]

i had a very successful shopping trip after therapy

[khanger]

@ahmedpalestine Needs Us All In This Trying Time

Sadly, the situation with Ahmed khader is not so different than what has been going on with all of the people in gaza, and Ahmed is far away from his family and the studying abroad in Belgium and trying with everything he have to find work to help pay for his family needs and he can't do it alone Ahmed khader to come together and put everything and anything we can to make it to his goal please read his campaign page details again and again help me boost Ahmed khader campaign donate and don't forget the conversion rate that I will post here reblog and share .

Vetted by @bilal-salah0

€1,629\€55,000 (26 August)

Conversion Rate

1 EUR = 1.11429 USD

1 USD = 0.897435 EUR

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[mistninja]

LIST OF PALESTINIAN ACCOUNTS THAT HAVE REACHED OUT TO ME (updated as of Sept 8, 2024, part 1)

i think this may be better than posting the asks separately, so im putting them all here:

Hashem @hashemsh12, vetted by associationg (married to @samarsh97, shared by @/90-ghost here) Their campaign is currently at 8765/45000 EUR: I am Hashem, I would like to help my family, consisting of my 6-month-old child👶 and 8 people, to meet their needs and survive.👨‍👩‍👦

Youssef @yousefjehad3, number 255 in the list by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi. His campaign is currently at 7171/15000 USD: I am 19 years old. I support a family of 5 people because my father is sick and cannot work.

Mohammed @help-mona, shared by @/90-ghost here and by @/northgazaupdates. His campaign is currently at 8035/185300 EUR: I'm Mohammed, a 30-year-old husband and proud father. My daughter, Mona, just celebrated her fifth birthday on July 15, 2024. I named her after my strong mother, who raised and educated my four siblings and me despite losing our father, our backbone, to cancer during our childhood.

Omar Al-Habil @saveomarfamily, says it's vetted by @/90-ghost but I couldn't find it, I searched the images and it seems fine but if anyone has any information please let me know. VERY LOW, his campaign is currently at 475/35000 USD: My family and I were displaced from northern Gaza after my house was bombed and destroyed. Now, my wife, my three daughters and I live in a tent made of some cloth. My daughter is sick and suffers from malnutrition. We are suffering a lot. PLEASE BOOST.

Ehab Ayyad @ehabayyad23, unvetted but seems legit. His campaign is currently at 2508/50000 EUR: I am Ehab Ayyad ❤ a palestinian youngman from Gaza🍉🇵🇸, seeking to find safety and peace ☝️for my family if twenty members. We have been ���🇵🇸🍉passing through all forms of torture and pain for almost ten months because of the war on Gaza.

Doaa @dodoomar12345, shared by @/90-ghost here. Her campaign is currently at 189139/300000 SEK or around 16635/26385 EUR: Please help my autistic child live a normal life and help my family survive death.

Ghada @ghadanabilfamily, unvetted but seems legit. His campaign is VERY LOW, only 278/20000 EUR: I'm Ghada from the Gaza Strip. After the war intensified, my family and I fled to the southern part of the strip. We lost our home and everything we owned. We are currently living in a school for displaced people in the south. PLEASE BOOST.

Majed @majedgaza1, unvetted but seems legit. His campaign is currently at 4178/70000 USD: My family and I were displaced to the south. After 188 days of exhaustion, constant fear, and losing everything we owned, we were displaced to Egypt and paid a large sum, but some of my family and all our loved ones are still suffering in Gaza.

The blog @ayahoftheday reached out to me about Islam @islamgazaaccount3, his previous accounts have been deleted but his paypal have been shared by @/90-ghost here and by @/northgazaupdates here. His campaign is currently at 2050/30000 EUR: Islam, a physical therapist, 27-year-old, is living in Gaza without any form of shelter or safety for himself and his family of 6 including his 85 years old grandfather who lost a hand from a prior Israeli bombing, and is barely able to perform everyday tasks due to a lack of clean water to wash his hand with. Their home was demolished by a bombing from the Israeli occupation. While shelter is crucial, they also urgently need food and water. All of their necessities were taken away.

@anas--basil reached out about his brother Osama's gofundme. Shared by @/90-ghost here and vetted by association here. His campaign is currently at 2627/15000 EUR: My brother Osama and our family are facing incredibly difficult times due to the ongoing war in Gaza. Osama's livelihood and dreams have been shattered, but he's determined to rebuild his life and continue supporting us.

Noha @nohabed, vetted by association with @rhq2774. VERY LOW on funds, the campaign is only at 845/30000 GBP: Hello, my name is Noha, a mother of 4 children in Gaza. We now live in inhumane conditions, lacking all the necessities of life. We have lost our home and our loved ones. We have been forced to move more than 9 times so far and we are now subject to an evacuation order. PLEASE BOOST.

Sami @zainsami, currently unvetted but seems fine. Please let me know if there's any extra information regarding this one. VERY LOW on funds, the campaign is currently at 525/35000 EUR: I’m reaching out with a heavy heart, as my family and I have been displaced by the war in Gaza. We lost everything and are now living in a tent, struggling with the lack of basic necessities like food, medicine, and clean water. PLEASE BOOST.

[kskbli]

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05.10.2024 (1)

i do nothing yet i think about everything, i have always wanted to hike with friends, go out in the middle of the night, have a friendgroup, bake or cook for my friends

but i don't have any friends, just my girlfriend and i can't expect her to do everything with me

i have always wanted to have more friends, invite them over for dinner, watch a movie together etc...

it's weirdly specific, i know but i had these specific wishes since i was little :') or go biking with friends

i find it way more difficult to do something alone

i never cook for myself unless my girlfriend is over

i never go out unless i'm going out with her

i wish i could do stuff alone, but it's more fun when you have someone you can talk to

agh

i ordered 100 eur worth of art supplies i have truly lost control

14:27

[rgr-pop]

My goal for the year was to watch & log 100 movies. Shorts count, didn't matter whether I had seen them before, but they can only count once for the year. I logged 117!

First & last watched: Ken Russell's Women in Love (1969)--the reason I cared about movies so much this year, just an obvious life-changer for me--and Ken Russell's The Rainbow (1989)--Westlin's suggestion for the perfect round out. Surprised to be surprised by how good it was. Great films! Totally on the program! Questions to this day unanswered! Let's go!

Shorts (everything short of Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story) watched: 16

Favorite shorts: Nuit et Brouillard (Alain Resnais, 1956) (decided this year one of my all-time favorite films); Un Chant d'Amour (Jean Genet, 1950); Fireworks (Kenneth Anger, 1947)

Next year my shorts watching will be more programmatic

Films I watched twice in 2023: Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story (Todd Haynes, 1987) (another film I realized this year obviously belongs in my top ten--more specifically I decided finally that this is my favorite non-Texas Chain Saw film); Beau is Afraid (Ari Aster, 2023); The Nightmare Before Christmas (Henry Selick, 1993)

By decade: Before 1900: 0 1900 - 1910: 1 1910 - 1919: 1 1920 - 1929: 1 bro come ON what the FUCK 1930 - 1939: 1 im literally evil 1940 - 1949: 7 1950 - 1959: 3 1960 - 1969: 24 1970 - 1979: 14 1980 - 1989: 16 1990 - 1999: 17 2000 - 2009: 13 2010 - 2019: 9 2020 - 2023: 10

By nation/language roughly: uk/english: 6 us/english: 66 canada/english: 6 france/french: 10 italy/italian: 4 italy/france/french: 1 italy/english: 1 czechoslovakia/czech: 5 palestine/arabic: 3 soviet/russian: 2 russia/russian: 1 austria/german: 1 austria/french: 1 spain/spanish: 1 japan/japanese: 1 poland/yiddish: 1 poland/polish: 1 senegal/wolof: 1 brazil/portuguese: 1 sweden/swedish: 1 eur/farsi: 1 south africa/afrikaans: 1

numbers not adding up there but w/e

By director: Not sure if this is surprising or totally unsurprising, but in spite of my auteurial talk (and all the thematic/completionist plans I like to make), I very rarely watched more than two movies by the same director. I can't decide how I feel about this, nor do I know how to proceed this year given that my goal is to discover who my top five directors might actually be. How do you go about investigating that?

Overwhelmingly the director I watched the most was Adrian Lyne, with five films. I have a few more things to work on but I'm close to done with my shakedown/theory. Neither my favorite director nor favorite guy, I would say I probably 'enjoy' and 'personally get more out of watching' his films more than most. In second place, I watched three Kenneth Anger films--all shorts of course. I watched two films each by the following directors: Ken Russell, David Cronenberg, Stanley Kubrick, Pier Paolo Pasolini, Paul Schrader, Bernardo Bertolucci, Ti West, Todd Haynes, Michael Haneke, Jan Švankmajer (both shorts), and Billy Wilder (one of which being a war department documentary short).

I have mixed feelings about this approach (let me watch man movies if i I want to!) but a quick skim suggests I watched about 15 films directed by women (12%)--lower than expected and probably low for me typically. I always have a romance habit on the backburner so it's never hard for me to watch a lot of movies by women, but obviously my focus on revered directors I never previously wanted to spend time on has had an impact here, meaning I should make an effort with Great women directors in 2024 to keep that in check. I will also say that I specifically recall having a hard time getting my hands on things I wanted to watch by women in a few different cases, including by Great women directors (Barbara Hammer and Akerman), and especially also soviet women directors. There's an overlap here with difficulty accessing short films!

I'm not an active or thoughtful starrer, but these are the films I watched in 2023 that I've given five stars to:

Women in Love (Ken Russell, 1969) (upgraded from four after the year of appreciating it) Mandabi (Ousmane Sembène, 1968) Crash (David Cronenberg, 1996) Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story (Todd Haynes, 1987) The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (Tobe Hooper, 1974) Night and Fog (Alain Resnais, 1956) Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom (Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1975) (demoted Teorema [1968] to four stars to prevent Salo is A Perfect Film deflation) Un Chant d'Amour (Jean Genet, 1950)

Least favorite films watched in 2023: Jojo Rabbit (Taika Waititi, 2019), Barbie (Greta Gerwig, 2023), All My Good Countrymen (Vojtěch Jasný, 1968), Zahrada (Jan Švankmajer, 1968), the one streaming true crime doc I watched that I then had to log (will not repeat in 2024)

Loved/treats for me: Barry Lyndon, Crossing Delancey, Unfaithful, The Cremator, The Night Porter, Cabaret, talking to people about Funny Games and realizing I love it more than I think I do

Recommended for the romance girls as a thank you for the good romance you have recommended me: Habibi (Susan Youssef, 2011)

Most incredible movie experience of the year by miles and I can only hope 2024 has something this good to offer: House of 1000 Corpses (Rob Zombie, 2003) anniversary screening my birthweek

The otherwise defining film of 2023 for me: Hostel (Eli Roth, 2005)

Onward! Back to work! On the Terror and Violence line! The Family is out there, comfortable, in relative peace…

[brw]

Dear friends,

I am reaching out to you with urgency and hope. The situation here in Gaza has become incredibly difficult, and my wife Dalia and I find ourselves in need of support to meet our basic needs. 😟

We are doing our best to push through, but the reality can be overwhelming. Finding food and healthcare has become a serious challenge. 🥵💕

If you can help in any way—be it financial support or connecting us with available resources—it would truly change our lives. Every bit helps. 🙏

I appreciate your time and care. Having your support during these tough times means everything to us. 💖With warm regards,

I am more than happy to spread your fundraiser, may you receive the support you need to evacate.

Everyone, this is a recent fundraiser with only kr4,045 ($377 USD, £293 GBP) out of a kr400,000 ($37,312 USD, £29,049 GBP) goal. It has been verified by apollos-olives, and is in dire need of support. Remember that one USD is ten swedish kronor, one GBP is fourteen SEK, and one EUR is twelve SEK. Every little bit helps!

[chevvy-yates]

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Just did a quick test shot of him with rt on bc I was curious. I mean Thyjs looked super real to me already before I used rt, but now? It's like the icing on the cake!

It's strange tho - he's literally 'glowing' without rt on ingame bc of the pale skin, especially when there's a lot ingame light around I often have to use photomode effects to get it darker. But when I turn on rt, it's like someone turned the lights off! So, I have to spawn a light to have him properly lit again.

In some angles and depending on how I move (it was point light) it made some weird flickering on his skin where shadows are — not everywhere tho. Idk, why it happens neither if it can be fixed or not.

I also still get some weird lines on his skin depending on the angle as well — especially when I try to take pics of him from the other side. My guess is the skin texture itself but I'm not sure, yet. I thought maybe it's a UV conflict bc of wrong order and in fact I had the skin above the tattoo. So changed that, but it did not change anything after sorting and prenaming my -ks- uv archives and skin, cyberarm and tattoo archive like I should.

Whatever, I am glad amost everything on him is working because Thyjs has literally 130 mods alone (incl. all clothing) lol. Nothing is perfect and I can still fix lil issues with postprocessing anyways.

I'll be (re)doing his outfit shots later bc I changed them slightly and he has A LOT of them — probably my oc with the most outfits and the most merc outfits. He justs rocks everything camo (when the heck I'm gonna shoot all these outfits even?)

aAded a few more details yesterday like some scarfs and gloves. I wanted to combine stuff with Equipment EX, bc I found out you can actually move clothing parts to another category if they happen to be in the same, but once I did move e.g. the gloves, the game crashed. It would be the only way I can have gloves + his left point nails together. I'll try again later and see if the game crashes again or not. If it does Thyjs won't be wearing gloves I guess. : /

Also finally found his exra category. Like what Vijay has as "vaporwave" I wanna give Thyjs flower print shirts (now that Pinky made some in XL <3) not caring about the colors i nthe first place. Thyjs is Dutch. Netherlands are No.1 in exporting flowers worldwide. Thyjs loves flowers. Thyjs loves impressionism (especially Van Gogh and Monet). So, Thyjs needs a lil flower themed outfit collection I'll look into in the future. <3

[queriesntheories]

THE DOCTOR WHO HUMBLE BOOK BUNDLE IS A THING!!!

if you're a fan of the books or audio dramas or TTRGS i feel you are legally obligated to know about this bundle

How much is it for everything?

USD $18 / GBP £14 / EUR 17 / AUD 28 (that's basically the cost of one hardback book!)

Sourcebooks on every Doctor thus far (barring Thirteen), audio dramas with Ten and Rose (amongst others), UNIT lore, even some freakin' TTRPGS in here! It's a heckin steal given the total value (which is freakin USD $800+)

You can donate anything above USD $1 ^^

[redactedshapes]

Ad-free/Private/Anonymous Email services

Disroot.org is a free email service located in the Netherlands.

In addition to yourusername@disroot.org you also get for free yourusername@disr.it and yourusername@getgoogleoff.me addresses! Consider making an account and tossing a few bucks their way.

They also offer a plethora of apps/services for free (and for some you don’t even need an account!)

Their cloud service is powered by NextCloud which works exactly like Dropbox. Sync a folder on your pc, right click on a file to get the link and share it! It’s perfect for sending WIP updates to commissioners. Disroot is run by volunteers and you get a grassroots vibe from their site. I asked them if it was okay if I sold commissions using their email service, they say on a personal/occasional/hobby level it was fine, but not to use their service if I plan to move my entire business there. So I’m only using it for personal stuffs.

They don’t ask for a phone number, a real name or physical address, just a nickname for your account/email address.

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Mailbox.org

Is what I’ve been using for about four years now. They’re located in Germany.

It’s a paid service, starting at 1 EUR/month. It costs 3 EUR per month if you want to link your personal domain. The only downside is their drive/cloud app which is clunky for the use I need, so I really don’t use it. They offer A LOT of additional email addresses as well as disposable email aliases.

Do you need an email address to check out a free service you probably won’t use? You’ve got it! The address will be gone in 90 days or less, you can delete it and never see an email from them again :D

Do you want one email address per social media account in case one suffers a data leak so no one can try hacking your other profiles? SURE

Do you want a different address for your banking stuffs separate from your shitposting emails? Very much possible here.

Same as Disroot, they’ve never asked for a phone number or physical address. Only one email address has my real name which I use for banking/real life stuffs. All others are under nicknames.

Overall I love mailbox.org and I would just stay with them if it wasn’t for:

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Tutanota.com

Located in Germany! They have a much better entry pricing for linking custom domain (1 EUR/month) but only work with their proprietary email client.

It offers end-to-end encryption if you care about that sort of thing. They are truly anonymous as they don’t even ask for a name when you make an account. You’ve gotta set that yourself later. Also everything is encrypted, you can’t recover your password, so don’t lose it :)

I’ll move my email with them as soon as their email client starts grouping conversations in one thread. It’s a bit messy at the moment.

They do offer a free tier too! You’ve gotta use it however because free tiers get deleted after a while. Don’t litter!

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For desktop email client I purchased an emClient license some years ago, they offer ONE TIME PAYMENT purchase. Crazy isn’t it? Everyone wants to bleed you dry with subscription even if you don’t need updates.

I know Thunderbird exists but holy shit it’s clunky. I haven’t looked into other free email clients so I guess this one you can ignore.

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You can get rid of google and outlook and their tracking advertising bullshit. Their email is free because you’re the product.

[cogamori]

COMMISSION PRICE LIST yay

BUST UP - 40 EUR

HALFBODY - 60 EUR

KNEE UP - 80 EUR

FULL BODY - 100 EUR

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CHIBI STYLE - 40 EUR

TELEGRAM STICKERS - 20 EUR per 1 sticker

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About comic commissions and animated commissions ask me in private messages!^^

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♦ ADDITIONAL CHARACTER: + 100% per character

♦ BG: 5 - 10 EUR, no BG or picture from net - free

♦ NSFW +20%

♦ Only PayPal + send payment first

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! I can draw everything you want, if you have a questions just note me !

[jewfrogs]

i am increasingly convinced that azran legacy did not receive a US localization the way the rest of the professor layton series did—obviously the game was released in north america, but whereas for other installments the english dialogue is radically different in the USA and EUR editions (not only edited for britishisms and vernacular; the disparities are sweeping), i can find no evidence of an “americanized” azran legacy out there:

the walkthrough only has one title for every puzzle, as opposed to the other games, where many puzzles have separate american/british titles [and the puzzles themselves are sometimes not remotely the same] and the other walkthroughs indicate this)

the roms i’ve seen that say they are US editions say (c) 2014 on the title screen; others say (c) 2013—azran legacy was released worldwide in 2013 and in north america in 2014. these versions are otherwise (from what i’ve seen) identical in content

there aren’t many playthroughs/videos on youtube but the ones that are there are all identical (and this streamer, who seems to be american based on accent + has played the US versions of the other games, has an azran legacy apparently identical to the EUR one with british spellings) (this playthrough is labeled US version, i haven’t watched everything but what i’ve seen is identical to the EUR version—and there we go, this one uses the UK “civilisation” instead of the US “civilization”…)

conclusion: unless someone who owns a US copy of azran legacy wants to chime in and correct me that they have a whole game of nonstop americanisms and i’m simply a moron, i think it is settled: EUR azran legacy is USA azran legacy. the releases are identical.

this begs the question: why on earth did level-5/nintendo release 5 games worldwide with drastically different USA and EUR english editions and 1 game with identical USA and EUR english editions, except perhaps to torment me in particular

[naeviss]

Waiting list OPEN! Please send me a message if you’re interested!

I’ll contact you once I start working on these.

Payment only after we discussed everything about your commission.

ETA: maximum 1 month from completed payment.

Paypal payment and I accept EUR only.

More infos on the pics, if you have questions, please leave them here.

[kskbli]

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03.10.2024 (1)

if i had a blanket on me right now, i could fall asleep in 2 seconds

i'm at work btw . . . i don't know if it's because my medication has started working, but working has been ok and sometimes even fun the last few days

last week i was at the verge of ending it all because i hated my job, my life, everything . . . i was just being dramatic again

i'm fine ^^ even more after having talked to my boss about visiting the design academy and still working at the hotel

luckily! he doesn't have a problem with it but . . . i need to get accepted into the academy

so we'll see about that

i even signed up for their information evening, it's mandatory if you want to sign up

i'm super excited, what i'm not excited about are the costs . . . T_T

5 thousand euros sniff sniff . . . minus 1.1k because i get a discount for studying as a under 26 yo (don't ask me why)

that still leaves me with 3.9k, i have 1k saved up so 2.9k left

where does one get 2900 euro till november (￣ ￣|||)

there are only 2 options, i either pay everything upfront or pay 487eur each month which is just 200 eur less than my rent

i don't know what to do, my parents said that theyd pay for everything but they changed their mind and said that they'd only do so if i never take testosterone . . . 凸(￣ヘ￣)

07:49

[salanaii]

Learn Korean with me - Week 7/Day 1

Day 1: Let's Speak Korean Chapter 4 - Shopping (51 - 105)

언제준비될까요? Eon je jun bi doer gga yo When will it be ready?

준비되면연락주세요. Jun bi doe myein yeon rag ju se yo Please give me a call if (=when) it’s ready.

도와주셔서감사합니다. Do wa ju syeo seo gam sa hab ni da Thanks for helping me. = Thanks for your help.

그때돌아올게요. Geu ttae dor a or ge yo I’ll be back then.

좀더깎아주세요. Jom deo ggagg a ju se yo Please give me a little more discount.

너무비싸네요. Neo mu bi ssa ne yo It’s too expensive.

좀더싼거있나요? Jum deo ssan geo iss na yo Do you have anything a little more cheap (=cheaper)?

영업시간이어떻게되요? Yeong eob sig an I eo tteoh ge doe yo What are (your) business hours?

몇시에열어요? Myeoch si e yeor eo yo (At) what time do (you) open?

몇시에닫아요? Myeoch si e dad a yo (At) what time do (you) close?

오늘몇시까지하세요? O neur myeoch sig ga ji ha se yo (Literal) Until what time do you work today? = How late do you open today?

어떻게계산하시겠어요? Eo tteoh ge gye san ha sig ess eo yo How would you like to pay?

더가져올게요. Deo ga jyeo or ge yo I will bring more.

잠시만기다려주세요. Jam si man gi da ryeo ju se yo Please wait a moment.

함께계산해주세요. Ham gge gye san hae ju se yo Ring them up together, please. =I’d like to pay for them all together.

따로따로계산해주세요. Dda rot ta rog ye san hae ju se yo Ring them up separately, please. =I’d like to pay for them separately.

돈이모자라네요. Don I mo ja ra ne yo (Literal) Money is insufficient. = I don’t have enough money.

얼마나더필요하죠? Eor ma na deo pil yo ha jyo By how much more do you need?

새제품맞죠? Sae je pum maj jyo It’s a new product, right?

언제재입고될까요? Eon je jae ib go doer gga yo When will it be restocked?

다른매장에는있나요? Da reun mae jang e neun iss nay o Is it available at other stores?

디스플레이랑같은것주세요. Di seu peur re I rang gat eun geos ju se yo Please give me the same thing as (what’s on) display.

어떤게가장인기있나요? Eo tteon ge ga jang in gi iss na yo Which is most popular?

재질이뭔가요? Jae jir I mwon ga yo What is the material? =What’s it made of?

늘려주세요 / 줄여주세요. Neur ryeo ju se yo / jur yeo ju se yo Please have it extended / Please have it shortened.

세탁기에돌려도되나요? Se tag gi e dor r yeo do doe nay o (Literal) Can  spin it in a washer? =Is it machine washable?

교한하고싶어요. Gyo han ha go sip eo yo I’d like to eschange (this).

이거보증되나요? I geo bo jeung doe nay o Can this be covered by warranty?

계산이잘몰됫것같아요. Gye san i jar mor does geos gat a yo (Literal) I think the calculation is wrong. =I think the bill is incorrect.

어때보여요? Eo ttae bo yeo yo How do I look?

잘어울리나요? Jar eo or ri na yo Does (it) look good on me?

이걸로할게요. I geor ro har ge yo I’ll go with this.

지금유행이에요. Ji geum yu haeng I e yo (This) is in fashion now. =This is popular these days.

추천해주세요. Chu cheon hae ju se yo Please suggest for me. =I’m open to suggestions.

가격이어떻게되나요? Ga gyeog I eo tteoh ge doe na yo What’s the price?

다고르셨나요? Da go reu syeoss na yo (Literal) Have you picked/selected all? =Did you find everything all right?

전부얼마죠? Jeon bu eor ma jyo How much is it all together?

세금이포함되었나요? Se geum I po ham doe eoss na yo Are taxes included?

거스름돈있으세요? Geo seu reum don iss eu se yo Do you have change (money)?

싸게사시는겁니다. Ssa ge sa si neun geob ni da (Literal) Are you buying it cheaply? = This is a good buy?

세일은언제까자하나요? Se ire un eon je gga ja ha na yo (Literal) Until when do you do the sale? = How long is the sale for?

지금은특별네일기간입니다. Ji geum eun teug byeor ne ir gig an ib ni da Now (=It) is a special sale period.

돈을더낸건같아요. Don eur deo naen geon gat a yo I think (I) paid more money. = I think I overpaid.

신용카드를 / 여행자수표를받나요? Sin yeong ka deu reur / yeo haeng ja su pyo reur bat na yo Do you take credit card / traveler’s checks?

엘리베이터는어디에있나요? Er ri be I teo neu neo di e iss ni yo Where is the elevator?

이것을수리받고싶어요. I geos eur su ri bad go sip eo yo I’d like to have this repaired.

고장났어요. Go jang nass eo yo It’s broken.

불량품이에요. Bur r yang pum I e yo It’s a defective product.

어디서샀어요? Eo di seo sass eo yo (From) where did (you) buy (it)?

정말옷잘입네요. Jeong mar os jar ib ne yo (Literal) (You) really wear clothes well. = You have a great sense of fashion.

패션감각이좋다. Pae syeon gam gag I joh da (Literal) (Your) sense of fashion is good.

옷이그게뭐에요? Os I geu gem wo e yo What’s with the clothes?

요즘유행하는스타일이예요. Yo jeum yu haeng ha neun seu ta ir I ye yo (This) is a style that’s in trend these days.

옷이날개네요. Os I nar gae ne yo (Literal) Clothes are wings. =You look so fine I those clothes.

옷이너무야해요. Os I neo mu yah ae yo (Your) clothes are too sexy/revealing.

[justawhimm]

you’re real

fandom: cyb//erp//unk 2077 summary: becoming a father never felt like his sort of thing. he'd never planned it, initially. so when ke//rry eur//ody//ne unexpectedly ends up pregnant late into samurai's run, he does just about everything to ignore the fact that the baby even exists. needless to say, that doesn't go amazingly for long. this series explores the births of his four children and some moments of his parenting style toward each of them.

chapters: 1/8

content warnings: transmasculine pregnancy, graphic depiction of childbirth mention of drug use, mentions of alcohol use, mention of smoking, mild mistreatment of a pregnant person, initial resentment toward unborn child

notes: So, I found out recently that Kerry has other kids. They're apparently marked as noncanon nowadays, but oh well! I love the idea of Kerry having much more of a clear, full, lived life. Especially given his rockerboy lifestyle, I think that likely involved multiple kids and multiple marriages. We won't get into all of that, because this is kinda just a kink account, but I'll at least get into all of this with Kerry's four kids. :) I started this particular chapter a while ago, but finally finished it for the sake of @monsterexer​‘s Mayternity bingo series. Ayyy finally posting content!

Current Year: Early 2007 Kerry's Age: 19

cross posted on ao3

Crop tops had become his top of choice of late. At this point, who the fuck cared? Kerry stopped denying and hiding shit a while ago. A thing of the past. And he wished people would stop asking about it. It wasn't that big of a fuckin' deal.

Maybe he'd just wanted some damn privacy for once.

But, now every night they were on full display. The little virus growing within his gut was a secret to no one, least of all his bandmates. (Now, anyway.)

Kerry felt prying eyes staring at him again as he rested his hand against the uncomfortable curve. Either Denny or Nance 'cause of their worry, or Henry 'cause of his terror. He was jittery and jumpy with practically every move he made now. Y'know, as if he was just gonna pop and the whole thing would be over in an instant. It was kind of true, he guessed. While not at his due date, he was within the range where it wouldn't have been weird if he dropped now.

Johnny was the only one who didn't have his eyes on him. Kerry was pretty sure the whole thing freaked him out a little. Yeah, yeah. Join the fuckin' club, choom. Kerry knew it was probably a good mix of things. Not telling him 'til the screamsheets knew, for one. That was a big one, given that they fucking lived together. He was also pretty convinced Johnny had touched his stomach at one point while he slept and the trojan gave him a little spook. He definitely didn't like making eye contact with it anymore, anyway. Whatever the reason, Johnny ignored the situation as much as he could. And when he did acknowledge it, he was just being an ass about it. God, fuckin' get over it already. Not like it was goin' anywhere at this point.

Looking up, Kerry finally saw that stoic look of concern in Nancy's eyes.

"Keep feelin' yourself up," she gave a half-assed attempt at keeping the mood light, crouching down beside Kerry and offering him a slight smile. Kerry appreciated it anyway, "How're you getting by tonight?"

Removing his hand from his rounded gut, Kerry shrugged listlessly. He'd been so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed until then that the green room was empty, save for them. How long had it been like that? He rested his back against the sofa he'd been sitting on. This fuckin' thing was so low. His stomach had dropped at least a couple weeks ago, and it'd only been getting worse since then. He had no choice but to keep his legs slightly spread to accommodate the trojan inside.

"Just as low as last night. Back aches somethin' fierce, but that's nothin' new."

"Sure you'll get through the gig?"

"If I could manage it last night, I can manage it tonight. I thought they were seriously gonna bust out last night." A false alarm happened not long before the show was supposed to end. False contractions, probably brought on by the stress he'd been putting his body under to keep performing while he was like this. They had three more gigs to get through and then he could purge this virus from his system.

"And you're feeling better than you did then?" Nancy asked, looking for proper verbal confirmation that he was okay to do this, and not just some vague notion.

"Yeah. Definitely." Absolutely fucking not. Kerry felt sick to his stomach, but he'd performed under worse conditions. Besides, he thought he was looking pretty damn good today. Why deprive their fans from seeing him? Especially if he was just gonna get bitched at for bailing on the gig when he wasn't even in labor. God, this whole thing was such a pain in his ass…

"Great!" Nancy patted his back for emphasis. "We're on in 30," she informed him.

"Where're the others?"

"Smoking outside."

Oh for fuck sakes… Guess it was important, but it was still annoying as hell. Kerry had been itching for a cigarette for ages, and them smoking in the same room as him had been driving him mad with the cravings. Needless to say, that'd had to stop.

"Help me up, would ya?" He requested, grumbling to himself. This was getting so damn old… She took hold of his arm, while his free hand would support his back. Using his legs and her strength, he'd get to his feet and immediately feel the weight of what was growing as it was shifting into his pelvis. If he was seriously gonna have to deal with this shit for 3 more weeks, he was gonna lose his mind.

With a small, weak smile and a nod of thanks, Kerry stepped (Yes, stepped! The next person he'd hear telling him he was "waddling" was getting a punch in the family jewels.) toward the mirror. Had to gussy himself up. Always had to do it himself, even when it led to his back aching all the worse because he preferred to do his makeup while standing instead of sitting.

Unpacking his small makeup pouch, he'd pull out his eyeliner, eyeshadow palette, and brushes. Brown eyes connected with the large curve of his stomach, cringing slightly when he'd witness and feel the slight movement from beneath stretched skin. Definitely running out of room… Then again, he'd been convinced of that for weeks now, that he couldn't possibly get any bigger. And yet here he was.

While his expression did relax as he started making himself up, his neutral expression of concentration contorted into a small scowl as he felt another sharp pain travel through the small of his back. His hand wouldn't tremble though. He kept applying, and just ignored it. The fuck was anyone gonna do, after all? Not like he could pop something for it. He'd already gotten the riot act about that, and really? He should be praised. Dropping smoking, drinking, and pills all at once? He should get a fucking award for that. All for this virus. …Fuck, they were getting low.

Kerry's gaze averted from himself in the mirror and back toward the door when the rest of his bandmates returned, reeking of smoke. The smell was a relief, honestly. It gave him a bit of something, at least. Looking in the mirror again, he'd finish off his eyeshadow and start on the eyeliner. Shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot, he'd keep much of his focus on what he was doing.

"Not gonna have a repeat of last night, right?" Henry was the first to speak up, striding over to his side.

"Don't got a clue what you're talkin' about," Kerry responded with a distinctly facetious tone, not breaking eye contact with the mirror or closing his mouth as he ran the thin brush tip over his waterline.

"Good. Drink your water like a–"

Kerry paused to let out a pained groan and placed a hand on his stomach, causing Henry to instantaneously take a giant step back with a jolt. His eyes were wide with fright. The others had similar reactions. Nancy's first instinct was to join him at his side instead, while Denny's eyes went wide with surprise and a slight bit of panic. Johnny's expression was almost unreadable with his aviators covering his eyes, the only thing noticeable was his slightly agape mouth. Laughter bubbled out of Kerry no more than a moment later, using the mirror to look around at everyone and their faces.

"Jumpy bunch, aren't ya? Just scarin' 'im, I'm fine," he assured. A quiet collective sigh of relief came over all of them, though Nancy would be the one to send him an unimpressed stare through the mirror.

"Not funny, Ker'."

"Sorry Mother Nance. Promise not t'do it again," Kerry half-heartedly assured as he would go back to lining his eyes.

Things went back to normal. Their usual arguing, primping, and drinking. There were at least a couple of more sharp pains from his back, making the weight in his pelvis even more distracting. It didn't feel like it was going anywhere to him, though. It just felt like the pain in his back made the weight in his pelvis feel worse than it really was. It made sense to him, so nothing to get worked up about. With his makeup done, Kerry gave himself a chance to sit down in front of the mirror to rest his legs.

"5 minutes!" Someone from outside of their room announced. Denny and Henry began to stand, since they were ready and didn't exactly make the same cocky entrances as their two frontmen. Nancy would follow not long after, leaving Johnny and Kerry to compose themselves enough to get up and get on stage.

Kerry was almost certain Johnny was high on something. What, he wasn't sure. They didn't use in front of him anymore, or as much as Nancy could control that.

"You look miserable," Johnny would fill the silence, picking himself up and finally approaching the mirror to toss his hair around a bit.

"Happens when you can barely sleep."

"Yeah, heard you keep gettin' up last night."

"Thing was punching my bladder like a speed bag. Nearly pissed myself twice."

"So that was what that was," Johnny grinned slightly, looking over toward him, "Had no idea what ta think when I heard you running around sayin' "Oh fuck, oh fuck" over and over. Thought I'd have to call Nance."

"Nope. Just nearly made a disgusting mess." Another ache in his back. God, this was such a fuckin' pain. He grit his teeth and would breathe through his nose, putting his hand to his back once again. This show was definitely gonna be rough. "...Help me up, would ya?" Kerry watched him contemplate it.

"Yeah. Alright. Better help you up now so you can make it to the stage before we head back to the hotel tonight." Johnny stood there patiently as Kerry carefully turned in his seat, then offered his metal arm out to him. Kerry rolled his eyes at him all the while.

"Har-fuckin'-har. Even funnier the 50th time you've said it. Shut the fuck up, Johnny." Begrudgingly, he'd take hold of Johnny's arm. Abruptly, he was yanked up to his feet, causing Kerry to wince with the pain that came with it. Arm almost pulled outta socket, his stomach lurching forward… Definitely hadn't been pleasant.

"Ouch. Should a future daddy really be talking like that?"

"Not in the mood right now, man. Let's just fuckin' go." The pain evened out and he could let out a breath, absently stroking the curve of his belly. Glancing back up at him, he was relieved when Johnny let go of him without a word. Nothing else snarky to say, he guessed. Asshole.

He would follow Johnny out of the green room, intent on keeping up his pace so he wouldn't have anything else to bitch about.

It all started off great. Stepping onto the stage, everything was pushed to the back of his mind. None of it mattered. The bickering, the rumors, the worries– fuck it all. None of it held any weight on his mind. He was just there to play, to sing. They weren't going to have a repeat of last night. His waves and big smile told the crowd that. And if he'd been able to see them past the blinding lights, then clearly he would've seen that they knew it was going to be different.

His axe had been passed off to him on his way onto the stage. The strap seemed like it'd have to get looser and looser with each performance. Even then, he was still able to play. He wouldn't miss a note, even as that strange, sharp pain struck him again halfway through "Five Rings." It almost felt like the pain itself was making the trojan press down, further into his�� nah. Didn't matter. Don't fuck up a single note, a single cue. He sang, played through it all.

With the end of the second song, he almost felt relief. A moment to breathe, and Johnny was taking the time to address the crowd. Good… good. He kept his hands on his axe to keep them away from his stomach, other than the occasional hand being brought up to wipe sweat from his brow. He was already feeling the heat of the stage lights. He could usually handle it well. It wasn't like poor Nance, after all. Head to toe in black, just absorbing all of that heat. She was a fuckin' trooper. No wonder why she went through so much water while they played.

"...and let's all welcome back Kerry Eurodyne after last night's dramatic performance!"

Forced out of his thoughts, Kerry immediately gritted his teeth and sent Johnny a glare. Oh, this fucking dickwad. It took genuine effort to get himself to speak through the pain. No one would ever be able to say he wasn't a damn good performer after all of this shit.

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that." He spoke into the mic with a level of feigned amusement to his voice. "Kid thought it'd be a hilarious prank ta make me think they were comin', so…" Kerry shrugged his shoulders, unable to really think past that. The pain was too distracting. Johnny started speaking again, but Kerry wasn't absorbing any of it. Shit, it was really turning into something wasn't it? This wasn't like last night. It felt worse. But fuck that. He wasn't gonna get laughed at. Kerry wasn't gonna turn into another fucking spectacle. He wanted eyes on him, but not for this.

It was fine. Just make it through a couple of hours and then he could promptly get bitched out by their manager again.

It would only get worse from there, but playing was so much easier than speaking tonight. Singing backup was fine so long as the pain wasn't peaking. His mind felt like mush in the moments following the contractions ending, though. It was becoming more and more difficult with time to pretend that he was okay. For now, though, he thought he was managing it… fine.

Fuck, what next? "Seven Virtues?" "Blistering Love?" He looked to Johnny for that cue for the start of the next song. Hearing the first note gave him everything he needed to know. All right. The money maker. "Blistering Love" was loud, full of power, one of their most popular singles for a reason. He'd also been playing it since he was 15, so it was way too easy to just shut his brain off and play it without a thought in his head. …Ah, fuck, speaking of head.

There was no way the trojan's head could be any fucking lower. It felt like it was practically right between his legs, like if he spread them any wider (impossible, because of the leather pants he wore) that it would just fall straight out of him. Thankfully, he knew far better than that. It just wasn't gonna happen.

What would happen, however, was a want to push.

But that wasn't possible. It couldn't be.

His facade would finally break, and Kerry's eyes would momentarily widen with terror. He knew some fans must've seen him, but no one in the band did, nor did anyone off to the side. No, this wasn't happening. There was no fucking way, right? His water hadn't even broken. It couldn't be… If his water hadn't broken yet, then it wasn't coming yet.

Yeah. Yeah!

He was okay. Calm the fuck down, Eurodyne and plaaaaay–ooooo, fuck, it hurt! Oh, fuck, yeah that– that was getting to the unbearable levels of hurting now. He'd been so locked in his own head that he hadn't felt the full pain surging through his back and gut through the last few songs. How the hell had it gotten so out of hand so damn quickly?! This was supposed to take for fucking ever. He was supposed to be in some pristine hospital paid for the suits, complaining to Nancy when the thing just wouldn't come out of him. This was so completely and entirely not that.

Oh god, what the fuck was he supposed to– low, low, low, low!

Kerry gave a short push to test the waters, squatting just slightly where he was standing. It looked more like he was trying to give his legs a chance to bend after having his knees locked for too long, especially as he was trying his hardest to avoid making a face with the effort. And god he hated that it felt good. Well, maybe not good. "Right" felt a bit more appropriate. Oh, this was fucking bad. Shit, how many songs did they have left? Too many. Way too fucking many.

He couldn't do this. No, oh fuck no. This "trojan" was about to make its grand entrance into Troy soon if he wasn't careful. He didn't have a clue how none of the others hadn't noticed by now. Had he just been flawless with everything he'd played so far? He'd get a big head about that later, but right now he was far more occupied by another big head. If he was doing amazingly well for apparently how far into labor he was in, he was pretty damn sure that he was about to ruin that streak of brilliance.

. . . Okay. Contraction passed.

He could do this. He could do this! With the dulling of the pain, his confidence resurged. Kerry straightened himself up and phoned in a big grin right on cue. This song was ending, and Johnny was queuing up for the next. Next should've been "No Man Anymore," from what he could remember. With the hand signal Johnny gave, though, and the abrupt beginning, this was definitely not that. Why the fuck were the playing "Archangel?" That wasn't supposed to be played 'til the last tour date! What the fuck was he doing? Looking to Denny from where he stood, she looked just as confused as him, but kept up her drumming like a pro.

So, what more could he do but to act on cue? With the end of the first set of lyrics, Kerry played the riff. His favorite from any of their songs thus far. All eyes were on him now, and he couldn't fuck this up. He played it up as best as he could in his condition, arching his back and gyrating slightly to the beat of Henry's bass. An instant regret as the pressure was really getting to the point of intolerable, even between contractions. This thing was on its way out. Impatient little asshole.

The next contraction came before the song could end, and oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck he had to push. He had to. There was no denying it. This thing wanted out whether he liked it or not. His grin had long since gone, having dissolved into to a look that he hoped could be read as passionate concentration, or something akin to that. With Johnny's loud vocals and guitar taking center stage, he'd squat down slightly like before. Kerry backed off from the mic, but would still try to keep himself from grunting with the aggressive shove of a push he gave. C'mon, kid… fuckin' work with me here!

Then came a burn and that wide eyed look returned, this time bringing along an aggressive feeling like he was going to be sick. Oh, no. No-no-no-no-no-no! This wasn't happening! He pushed again, this time involuntarily. He was squatting more. Someone had to have noticed by now right? Please. Please– someone help h–

It felt like something exploded inside of him, and all at once everything was disgustingly wet. It wasn't like in the movies, where a wet spot just appeared and a puddle was clearly beneath him. Oh, no. These leather pants made it feel so much more disgusting. Soaking the inside and dripping down through each pant leg. His socks, his shoes: they weren't drenched immediately. It felt way too slow, feeling it as it seeped down further. Two small individual puddles pooled beneath him, as well, soon meeting each other to create one larger one. Kerry wouldn't even notice that "Archangel" had ended until he heard some of the gasps of the closest fans that noticed what happened.

He was suddenly all too aware of the sets of eyes that were on him, even without being able to see them all. Fuck, this was gonna be all over the screamsheets. No one was ever gonna let him live this down. Letting go of his guitar, he'd instead reach out to grip at the mic stand, as though it might be able to help him stay on his feet. Peering up slightly, he'd first be able to see that infuriatingly unreadable expression from Johnny. Not even an agape mouth this go around. With his eyes covered by those stupid fucking aviators, he looked downright unimpressed with what was happening. He was gonna kick this motherfucker's ass, whether he was pushing a human being out of him or not!

"C'mon Ker'," Denny's familiar, gentle voice was suddenly in his ear. It was similar to last night, where she, too, had been the closest to him and first to join his side. Except this time, he was quick to shake his head and turn the microphone away from his face. No, oh god no, he was not going to be making the entire venue aware of this!

"Can't move," he whimpered, "it's coming. 'M not fuckin' around, Den, it's comin'." With a hand on Denny now, a far more stable support, he'd squat down further and bear down once again. Denny's dark brown eyes would widen with her own panic, turning back toward Nancy. She'd been on her way over as well, with Henry practically frozen in terror back at his spot on the stage. Denny gestured for Nancy to hurry the fuck up, since she absolutely knew nothing about any of this shit.

Quickening her pace across the stage, Nancy trotted over and got to Kerry's other side. She worriedly took hold of his arm, looking him over.

"C'mon, Ker'," Nancy echoed, then gently began to urge him toward offstage.

"He said–"

"Nance, it's comin' outta me! Like, it's–" Before any further words could come out of his mouth, Kerry was frantically pushing again. Teeth grit and a groan of effort escaping him, her own bright red eye would widen with the realization. Oh, for fuck sakes! "–just get my pants off. It's got nowhere t' gooooooo with these things!" The burn was getting worse. Oh god, it was actually coming out. It was for real sticking out of him, what the fuck was he supposed to do?!

"I am not taking off your pants in front of–"

"Well I can't fucking move Nancy!"

"Johnny!" Nancy looked back toward where Johnny was still standing there, having made no move at all to do a damn thing. But, fuck. If Nance was calling him over, he knew he was gonna get a whole fucking earful of bitching if he didn't come over. And so Johnny begrudgingly sauntered over to approach Kerry at the front, moving the mic stand off to the side completely.

Kerry still couldn't see this fucker's eyes. Not like he gave a damn in that moment, not when he was once again bracing himself on his bandmates and pushing hard to try to get this thing out of him. Its head had almost nowhere to go. With him in a thong and tight ass pants, it was bound to hit the limit soon. And soon it was, as he felt resistance with the end of that push.

"Johnny, pull him off the stage. We're not doing this here."

"No! Nance, please!" Kerry was panicking, begging. "Its head is almost out, I swear t'fuckin' god. I need to–" Johnny pushed Nancy out of the way slightly, and suddenly Johnny's hands were on him. Arms hooking underneath his own, Johnny would start to drag Kerry off the stage. That was where the production staff started to scramble, trying to either get out of the way or figure out what they were going to do. They were all completely useless to Kerry.

Stopping far offstage, Johnny would stand him up again before starting to pull his guitar up from around him. It was handed off to a stagehand, while Denny and Nancy both were crowding him again. Henry had followed the rest of his bandmates offstage, but was staying a good distance away. He still wanted absolutely nothing to do with that. Behind everything else, Kerry could still hear the chattering of the concert attendees. None of that mattered, though. Absolutely none of it. What really did was just getting this kid out of him.

Standing up normally again, Kerry would begin his struggle in getting his pants down. They were wet, disgusting, and restrictive. Nancy was finally helping, taking charge of unbutton and unzipping the leather pants and shimmying them down his hips and thighs to the best of her ability. With the state of things, she knew better than to think they'd be able to get them down too far. Instead, she just focused on getting them down enough.

Getting them down to his thighs, Nancy still couldn't quite see the extent of everything. The offstage area wasn't exactly brightly lit, with nothing really being easy to see in this dim light. After she'd pull down Kerry's thong, however, she cautiously felt for a sign of something and oh god did she find it.

"I need a light. Someone– a light, before he–" Kerry would groan before she could finish her request. He was finally able to spread his legs some. God, this thing had really just been trying to come out in the most cramped place ever. With the spread of his legs came the feeling of the head slipping down further. So when he pushed, that would give it the shove it needed to come to a full crown. That sharp burn had Kerry gasping, then hunching over and groaning more before Denny would try to urge him to stand up straighter.

With Nancy on catching duty, Denny holding him up, and Henry being utterly fucking useless, that would leave Johnny to be the one to try to find a light.

"A light!" He'd yell from behind Kerry, probably at one of the stagehands. Someone shut the curtain that led to the offstage, while someone finally turned on a light. Coupled with that, Kerry would hear the familiar click of a flashlight.

"There we go… Kerry, you're almost there. Head's almost out. Are you still having a contraction?" Nancy looked up at him, but he could only barely see her past his stomach. He'd try to answer her question, only for it to come out as a pained groan as his body would involuntarily push for him. Nancy said something else, but none of those words would ever make it to Kerry's ears.

The pain was so much louder than everything else, like a siren blaring in his ears telling him to end this. He could barely even hear his own pained moans anymore. Dull nails would involuntarily dig into Denny's wrist. He would have to apologize to her for it later, but for now it would fall away from his mind as quickly as it registered.

The burning finally stopped all at once, eyes going wide and wondering if it was over. His thighs were wet all over again, while he heard more fluids splashed to the ground.

"Head's out."

Fuck.

"Breathe, Kerry. It's almost over. . . . No cord, so you can keep on pushing when you need to."

"Are you all just gonna stand there and watch?! Someone call a fuckin' ambulance!" Denny's own mother henning made Kerry grin slightly. Denny and Nance were so fuckin' good to him… Kerry panted out softly, resting his head against Denny's shoulder and closing his eyes briefly. A very short rest before his body reignited its urge to get this thing out of him.

Feeling one of the shoulders making its way out of him was probably even weirder than feeling the head coming. Second only to the feeling of the baby rotating to get itself out.

"That's it Ker'. You've got this." He heard from Nancy.

"I know it hurts, Ker'. Almost done. Just a couple more." He heard from Denny.

"This is takin' forever…" Johnny sounded almost worried. Like the amount of time it was taking was somehow indicative of how well it was going. Nobody tell him how some people spent literal hours pushing their babies out.

Kerry groaned once again with the peak of his current contraction. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck, this was it!

"It's– Nance– it's!! It's out, it's fucking out!"

"I know, Ker'. I–" Another gush, followed by silence. There was relief. Kerry panted softly, eyes opening fully. A bit of sweat was burning his right eye, but he didn't give a fuck about that right now. No more than a moment later, Kerry heard a tiny cry. Panic really started swirl around them now. Not the band, no. Each one of them was stunned into silence, while the stagehands and general people amongst the production were trying to figure out just what the fuck they were supposed to do. None of them were even a blip on Kerry's radar right now.

Nancy scooted back slightly, lifting the newborn up so the parties involved could see.

She was small, with black hair like Kerry's. Apparently having not inherited his mouth or lungs, because her cry was quiet. Like the saddest thing had just happened to her and she needed an immense amount of love and comfort to assure her that everything was going to be okay.

"Holy shit," Kerry breathed, looking down at the blood covered babe.

That was his. That was the little… the little asshole that had made his life so much more difficult the last several months. Looking down at her, it was feeling difficult to shove that anger onto her like he had before. How could he? She was so little.

He knew he was going to get bitched at to hell and back for all of that, but whatever. That was a future Kerry problem. All he could do for now was just reach out and take his baby from Nancy, unable to pry his eyes from her.

"Hey… hey, I know... I know."

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Forex — short for foreign exchange — is all about trading one currency for another. It’s the world’s most liquid financial market, with daily trading volumes exceeding a staggering $5 trillion. What’s unique about Forex is that it’s decentralized — there’s no central exchange, and trades happen directly between two parties, round the clock, five days a week.

Let’s Talk Pairs

In the Forex market, currencies are traded in pairs, like EUR/USD (Euro/US Dollar). The first currency listed (EUR) is known as the ‘base’ currency, and the second one (USD) is the ‘quote’ or ‘counter’ currency. The value of a currency pair indicates how much of the quote currency it takes to buy one unit of the base currency. So, if EUR/USD is trading at 1.20, it means you need 1.20 US dollars to buy 1 Euro.

Interpreting Forex Quotes

When you see a Forex quote, you’ll notice two prices: the ‘bid’ and ‘ask’ price. The ‘bid’ is the price you can sell the base currency for, while the ‘ask’ is the price you can buy it. The difference between these two prices is the ‘spread’ — which is essentially your broker’s commission for the trade.

Going Long or Short

In Forex trading, you can ‘go long’ or ‘go short’. Going long means you’re buying the base currency because you believe it will increase in value against the quote currency. Conversely, going short means you’re selling the base currency as you think its value will decrease.

The Power of Leverage

One distinctive aspect of Forex trading is the use of ‘leverage’. Leverage is like a loan from your broker, allowing you to control a much larger amount than your actual investment. For instance, with 100:1 leverage, you can control $100,000 with just a $1,000 investment. But be careful — while leverage can amplify your gains, it can also magnify your losses.

The Art of Analysis

Successful Forex trading involves market analysis. This usually involves:

Fundamental Analysis: Examining economic data, political events, and social factors that could affect currency values. These can range from policy changes to economic reports and global events.

Technical Analysis: Using charts and statistical indicators to predict future price movements. Techniques might include analyzing trend lines, support and resistance levels, and using mathematical indicators.

Minimizing Risk

Forex trading, like any investment, carries risk. It’s crucial to manage this risk by setting stop-loss orders to limit potential losses, never risking more than a small percentage of your trading capital on a single trade, and keeping emotions out of trading decisions.

Finding a Broker

To start trading Forex, you’ll need to open an account with a Forex broker. Look for a regulated broker with a user-friendly platform, competitive spreads, good customer service, and hassle-free deposit and withdrawal options.

Final Thoughts

Forex trading can be a thrilling hobby, but it’s important to understand the basics before jumping in. Take the time to learn and practice (many brokers offer demo accounts), and don’t be afraid to ask for advice. Remember, the aim is not just to make profits, but also to enjoy the journey of becoming a savvy Forex trader. Happy trading!

Ingrid Olsen