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soul-controller · 15 days ago

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Streamer to Streamer: Pride

Released just in time for the end of Pride month! Although, pride doesn't just end in June, does it...? 👀 This is one of my first Patreon stories, so I initially planned on trying to rewrite it, but IRL stuff prevented me from finishing it in time. So, I've decided to release it as-is, providing a bit of a time capsule to showcase how much my writing has progressed since writing this back in 2022. I hope you enjoy!

As Will Henderson made his way home from work, there was a slight pep in his step as he thought about his evening plans. Not only was he going to download and try out the new public test beta for one of his favorite games Dead By Daylight, but he was also going to do it live on his Twitch account. Ever since he had finally committed to becoming a regular streamer around four months ago, Will had found himself quite impressed by his growth in terms of followers.

But as time went on and he continued to beat several of his own personal follower goals, there was something in his mind that left him quite dedicated to continuing his steady but impressive growth and reaching impressive milestones such as having over 1,000 followers. Given his current follower count though at just over 250 followers, the amount of followers he needed was quite a long shot within the predetermined time limit he gave to himself (a single month). Although most people would assume this hyper-fixation on his follower count was a negative side effect of his newfound reliance on this social platform, the reality was something much more wholesome. For years, Will had loathed his shitty retail job and thus wanted to leave it as soon as possible, so with his growing popularity on Twitch, the man believed that this along with his side gig as a transformation writer would be the perfect way for him to finally leave that career behind and do something that better fulfilled him.

However, almost immediately after loading into his first match, Will’s optimistic mood quickly soured as he found himself becoming the target of the killer as they quickly tunneled him to death. The killer was so dead set on killing him that not even the assistance of fellow survivors trying to take the killer’s attention away was effective enough to help Will survive longer than five minutes!

As each additional match occurred, the man found himself enduring the same type of games that involved him being tunneled immediately to death. Trying to remedy this, the man tried his best to recruit some of his viewers and fellow streamer friends to try and help him survive longer than a few minutes. But not even this precaution was able to assist Will in his gaming struggles as he quickly began to piece together that the killers had been stream-sniping him and purposely putting on perks that prevented his friends from helping him survive long enough.

After so many consecutive matches that went poorly, it wasn’t much of a shock to Will that his viewer count on the stream had begun to drop like a rock. Before the end of hour two of his stream, he now only had 4 active viewers. Although there was a slight relief to know that he still had a small core group of people that stood by him no matter how terrible the stream was going, this did little to counteract the man’s increased anger as his follower count had actually also dropped by over 10 people throughout the stream.

Feeling his goals of becoming successful enough to stop retail work forever becoming more and more distant, it wasn’t a shock then that Will had finally reached his breaking point and instead opted to end his stream prematurely. “Alright you guys, I think it’s safe to say that today’s been a terrible gaming day. So I think I’m just gonna call it a night now and go relax for the rest of the evening,” he began, trying his best to flash a smile and conceal his pure unbridled rage at the situation.

But just as Will began to go through his closing goodbyes while also searching through the list of active streamers he liked for someone to raid, a sudden noise notification caused him to immediately stop speaking. Looking to see what it was, the man was understandably a bit confused when he saw that one of his first followers (who went by the name Soul) had redeemed enough channel points to purchase a cosplay stream from him. “Oh uh, well thanks for watching enough to redeem a cosplay stream Soul,” Will said, undeniably feeling a bit more chipper due to realizing that at least one of his followers was supportive enough to watch his stream so often that he could accumulate the 20,000 channel points necessary. “What would you like to see me cosplay as?” he continued, looking towards the chat and watching as his anonymous donor finally posted his response.

SoulC: Since it’s almost pride month, how about David King?

Upon hearing the mention of one of his favorite characters (and video game crushes), it wasn’t a surprise that Will immediately perked up at the concept. Although he loved the idea, his desire to end the stream and lack of proper material to pull off a David cosplay forced him to quickly shoot the idea down. “Oh yeah, that sounds great,” he said, smiling at the camera as he took a moment to give the devastating final blow. “Unfortunately, I’m not in the right mood to keep playing tonight and I don’t even have the right materials for the cosplay. I’ll have to chat with you later tonight so we can figure out a different date for me to do that stream.”

SoulC: Nah, you should do it now. Please king! 🥺

Confused and a bit unnerved as to why the stranger was being so pushy, Will’s mouth was slightly agape as he tried to formulate a response and not accidentally take out his own annoyance and anger. Failing to come up with something though, the man proceeded to just continue his speech by announcing who he had chosen for his small following to go raid: an Australian streamer named GoatedGaymer.

For a while now, the streamer had been one of Will’s biggest crushes not only due to just how buff he was, but also due to the fact that he was a belt-winning wrestler, a member of the LGBT+ community, and also another Dead By Daylight streamer. So when he saw that the man, whose real name was Dave, had just opened up his stream and had the “stream will begin soon” logo all over the page, he felt it was the perfect timing to promote a favorite streamer and also potentially get a shoutout from the hunk for helping bring more people to his stream. But before he finally typed out the command to initiate the raid, Will’s eyebrows raised upon seeing Soul’s final message in the chat.

SoulC: Fuck it, I think I’ve got a better idea! See you soon ��

As he took a moment to think about the message, Will found himself still quite puzzled about what the viewer meant by the statement. Trying to not pay it much mind though, the man finally offered up his final goodbyes and turned his camera off. Typing out the raid command, Will finally entered Dave’s account name and prepared to finally send his viewers to the hunky gay wrestler.

But just as he hit the enter button on his keyboard, Will’s mind was suddenly overloaded with feelings of fear and shock as the sudden jolt of electricity coursed through his body. Worried that he had somehow caused a loose connection in his desktop and electrocuted himself, the man could only mentally scold himself for a few moments before finally falling back into his chair and into a state of complete unconsciousness.

* * * * *

As Will finally began to stir awake, there were multiple things that instantly sounded alarms in the man’s mind. First of all, a cold sensation permeated through the entire left side of his body. On top of that, the feeling of a slight breeze against his chest quickly informed the man that he had somehow become shirtless after fainting. As he slowly groaned from a peculiar mix of lethargy and a twinge of a migraine rattling around in his skull, Will finally parted his eyes open to try and get a better look at what was going on.

Upon doing so, the British man was understandably confused and quite alarmed to find himself laying on a cold tile floor. Although he easily recalled passing out in his gaming chair, this memory was at odds with Will’s vision as the sight of a porcelain toilet and bathtub informed him that he was in a bathroom. Although that was certainly concerning, Will’s mind was further boggled as he slowly pulled himself back onto his feet and caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. Somehow, it wasn’t his body staring back at him!

“Holy shit,” Will exclaimed, causing not only his eyes to widen but his dick to instantly twitch upon hearing the deep and heavy Australian accent that he now possessed. As he continued to curiously observe the man’s features though, Will’s mind instantly recognized the body in his reflection. It was his long-term Twitch crush GoatedGaymer! For over a year he had watched Dave flex and show off his muscles on stream, so it was incredibly bizarre for Will to now realize that he was the one in control of that same hunky body.

Although it seemed unlikely that there was anything more that Dave could do to make Will more of a fan, his lust only grew when he found out that the Aussie streamer loved to do cosplay streams just like Will. Although many of these streams were an easy way for Will to get turned on, by far his favorite cosplay was when the man dressed up as Will’s favorite DBD character David King. It was truly uncanny how much Dave resembled the aforementioned character, which only caused Will to start piecing things together. Thinking back, the man recalled the fact that Soul had redeemed a David King cosplay stream before he ended his stream. To add even more mystery to the man’s demand, Will remembered that Soul said that he “had a better idea”. Obviously, Will knew that both men had a shared interest in transformation stories, but was it actually possible that Soul not only had the interest but also the ability to swap him into Dave’s body?

Speaking of Dave’s body, Will’s attention quickly returned to it as he looked back at himself in the mirror and saw the hairy and beefy body he now possessed. Eager to get a closer and more personal look though, the man simply tilted his head downwards and admired his physique. While it was certainly interesting to see the man’s solid pecs and the thick coating of hair that spread across practically every inch of his body, Will couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at the man’s bushy beard that tickled his upper chest due to just how long the facial hair had grown.

Remembering the fact that he doesn’t have to be a passive observer, Will found himself quickly putting his new hands (and painted nails) to use as he eagerly felt up his new body. Feeling the thick muscle that populated his chest and biceps was like a dream come true, especially since Will’s own muscle growth had fizzled out due to his attitude towards the gym routine growing quite lax recently due to the constant stress of his job and its lackluster salary.

Traveling further down his new body, Will felt along his stomach and loved every moment of it. Although Dave didn’t have any defined abs, Will certainly picked up on the strong core of a wrestler who needed to be resilient enough to endure against any resistance met in the ring. Continuing past his waistline, the man couldn’t resist taking a quick peek underneath the bright blue and yellow briefs he now wore to take a look at his new manhood.

Given the fact that Dave’s husband was a much smaller and leaner man, Will had always assumed that Dave was the top in the relationship. So upon reaching into his pants and discovering the thick and girthy manhood he now possessed, the man couldn't help but smirk at knowing his guess was correct. With a buff, hairy, and well-endowed body like this, Dave was the best possible example of a top that he had ever encountered!

However as his hands pulled out of the underwear and traversed back to the man’s ass, Will was relieved to find a sizable and firm bubble butt that was a testament to just how thorough Dave’s gym workouts were. Clearly, not a single inch of his body from his neck to his calves was skipped when it came to exercising!

As he continued to move closer to the mirror to get a better look at his new visage, the sensation of cold tile on his right foot was replaced with the feeling of a warm rectangular object. Upon looking down to the floor, Will couldn’t help but smile as he saw an iPhone lying there. After leaning down and picking it up, Will finally decided to try contacting SoulC and figuring out what exactly happened.

Moving with haste, the man quickly opened up his Twitch app and saw that GoatedGaymer’s video was still on the “stay tuned” screen. Thinking ahead of himself, Will tried to combat the potential of the real Dave trying to take back control of his accounts by quickly changing the passwords before sending a friend request to Soul’s Twitch account. Luckily the man didn’t have to wait long for Soul’s arrival as he quickly accepted the request and Will fired off a quick and to-the-point DM.

GoatedGaymer: How did you do this?!

Watching as he saw the notification that Soul was typing, Will tapped his foot along the tiled floor as he awaited a response. To his slight annoyance though, Soul’s response tried to skirt around the topic.

Soul-Controller: Holy shit, you’re GoatedGaymer! My friend and I have been fans of yours for a long time…

Groaning at the man’s attempt at trying to keep up the bit, Will wasted no time cutting right to the point once again.

GoatedGaymer: Cut the shit man, I’m not mad or anything. I just want to know why and how you did this!

Soul-Controller: Well shit… I could have kept that act going for a looong time! But uh, that’s good that you’re not mad then. I figured it would be a pleasant surprise for you.

Before Will could type back a response, the man stopped himself as the typing from Soul continued and a new message quickly followed.

Soul-Controller: As for why and how I did it, you were going to end your stream before doing my cosplay request. On top of that, I’ve been itching to test out some more body swaps, so I figured that this was the perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. You’ll get to cosplay a new life with a perfect David King-styled body while I get to see one of my favorite streamers happy and living his best life. I mean, what’s not to love about that?

Upon reading that response, Will couldn’t help but blush from such bizarre yet exciting kindness. Given the fact that he had a career as an underpaid cashier that he absolutely loathed, every aspect of Dave’s life seemed like an upgrade to him. Not only would he be able to have a much more successful Twitch career, but Will would also be able to fully realize his dream of becoming a wrestler. In fact, just the thought of squeezing this new bulky body into a singlet and dominating in the ring was enough to get the man turned on once again.

Before Will could even attempt to formulate a heartfelt response to Soul, another message quickly came through that immediately made the man burst out into a deep and hearty chuckle.

Soul-Controller: So uh, care to send a photo so I can see the end result of my handiwork? 👀

Thinking that it was the least he could do, Will agreed to the man’s inquiry and quickly pulled open the camera on his phone. After sending a few photos that showed off his hairy and nearly nude body, he quickly began to ponder the other aspects of Dave’s life that he would have to get used to. Given the fact that he was now an Australian man, there was the unfortunate fact that living closer to the Equator would result in him having to endure near-constant heat. But to his relief, it seemed as though Australia was civilized enough to the point of having top-tier air conditioning that made staying indoors a safe haven from the heat.

Although this aspect of life was certainly going to take some getting used to, Will’s biggest concern was in the recollection of the fact that Dave was a married man. While Will certainly wasn’t opposed to the fact of having someone there that he could spend time with as he continued to acclimate to his new life, there was the constant threat of his husband (who Will didn’t even know the name of) figuring out that something fishy was going on.

While his mind continued to worry about the potential of being discovered by Dave’s husband, those thoughts were quickly interrupted by the ding of a notification from his phone. Opening it back up, he saw a new message from Soul waiting for him.

Soul-Controller: Yassss, you look great king! Don’t forget though, you gotta get out there and start streaming. Your fans are waiting for you! Make sure to do your best David cosplay too (for obvious reasons)... 😏

Upon being reminded of the crowd waiting for him, Will quickly thanked him before setting the phone down and pulling out hair product and some makeup. Given his hunky new body, the man had the perfect cosplay idea to truly sell himself as David King. So with haste, the man slicked his hair back and began applying some fake lacerations vertically across his eye and horizontally across his thicker nose. With his head now perfectly resembling David’s, Will opted to remain shirtless due to David’s own shirtless torso skin (and his own desire to stare down at his shirtless self occasionally during the stream). After pulling on a pair of shorts that were hanging off of the shower rack, Will’s first ever cosplay as David King was now complete. With a mix of pure excitement and anxiety running through his veins, Will gave a wide smile to reassure himself in the mirror before finally turning and exiting the bathroom.

As he began to wander down the hallways of his new residence, Will quietly peeked into each room in search of Dave’s streaming area. Throughout his journey though, the man’s eyes couldn’t resist traveling across the various picture frames that lined the hallways. In each one, there were adorable photos of Dave and his husband together in various locations that ranged from exotic vacations to the wrestling ring where Dave performed. Although he originally didn’t have much attraction to the man’s leaner husband prior to the swap, it seemed as though Dave’s muscle memory was unshakable as Will’s cock grew hard upon looking at a beach photo that showcased the man’s lean and shirtless torso. Luckily though, Will wasn’t too upset about the new attraction he felt. Not only would it help him fit in better as Dave, but it would also provide some enjoyment when it came to physical intimacy with his husband!

Luckily though after peeking into the fifth door down the hallway, the lit screen of a desktop computer informed Will of reaching his desired location. As he walked in and shut the door, the former Brit had a look of awe on his face as he observed the all-too familiar setup he had seen countless times in Dave’s streams. Upon physically running his fingers along the man’s shelf of collectables and full-size cutout of Dave’s wrestling photo, Will was quite charged up and eager to dive right into the life of Dave Marshall. As such, the man quickly took a seat in the gaming chair and verified that his microphone and camera were all set up properly. Once everything was ready to go, Will smiled to himself as he officially began his first ever livestream as GoatedGaymer.

“Good evening everyone, how are we all doing,” Will cheerfully said, smiling as he watched a slew of comments finally begin to emerge in the chat. Instinctively, he couldn’t help but run his hands through his thick beard as he felt surprisingly at ease as soon as he turned on the camera. “I apologize for the slight delay, I wanted to surprise all of you with a special cosplay as David. Unfortunately, I got a bit too caught up on making sure this makeup was character-accurate and it took far longer than expected!”

As he finished speaking and turned to look at chat, Will couldn’t help but smirk to himself as he saw the slew of compliments directed his way. Not only did his makeup skills get hefty praise for looking exactly like David King in the game, but Dave’s beefy and hairy body was also another source of praise that Will received. Reading thirst comments that said things along the lines of “it’s ok king, it’s worth it for the shirtless stream 🤤”, Will couldn’t resist blushing and sending equally complimentary responses towards the adoring fans he now had.

After continuing this process for several minutes though, Will quickly scrolled all of the way to the top of the chat so he could see what was said prior to his arrival. Chuckling to himself, he saw the notice of being raided by “WarriorWill” as one of the first messages to pop up in the chat. As he continued to scroll down though, Will couldn’t help but smirk as he read the first comment left from his old account. “What the fuck did you do to me?” it said, which caused the man to stifle his laughter as he found that the real Dave hadn’t sent any messages since.

Upon scrolling back down to the bottom of the chat to read the newest messages, a sudden buzz from his phone caused Will to stop what he was doing. After unlocking the phone and checking the notification, Will was quite amused to see that a failed log-in attempt on Dave’s Twitch had just been attempted in the UK. Although Dave was trying his best to get his account back, the attempts would all be in vain because Will was luckily two steps ahead of the hunky wrestler. Realizing that the real Dave is still watching the stream from his “WarriorWill” account, Will felt a devilish urge to taunt the man for losing not only his body but also his husband and career.

“Oh would you look at that, it seems as though I missed a raid while I was getting ready,” he exclaimed, smiling widely at the camera to appear entirely cheerful for most while truly just being extremely taunting towards the real Dave. “Thank you WarriorWill for raiding the stream, how did your stream go? Were you playing DBD as well?” he inquired, fully knowing the answer but just attempting to garner a response from the body-swapped man.

To both Will’s amusement and the fellow viewers in the stream, the response offered by the real Dave was quite hilarious.

WarriorWill: Go fuck yourself you prick!

As the chat immediately went on the defensive though and began to call out the rude raider, Will tried his best to calm the chat down and try to pursue a conversation with the man. “Ok everyone, let’s just take a minute to settle down. Clearly, this man has a problem with me and I’d like to get to the bottom of it. As for you WarriorWill, I think we can have a nice and civil conversation without the need for profanity, my friend. So mods, please do not ban WarriorWill until I say so,” Will slyly said, watching as Dave’s moderators responded with statements of agreement while the regular viewers went silent for a moment. “So what seems to be the problem WarriorWill? Why do you have such intense hatred for me to the point where you’d raid my stream just to shit-talk me?” the man inquired, looking inquisitively towards the camera despite knowing full well why the account was furious at him.

WarriorWill: Because you stole my fucking life!

WarriorWill: I’m the real Dave Marshall, you took EVERYTHING from me!

As he opened up Dead By Daylight and quickly entered a solo lobby, Will took a moment to read through the message and try to play dumb about the whole thing. Clearly he couldn’t reveal the truth and completely knowingly ridicule the man, so the only real avenue in Will’s mind was to completely gaslight the man while slyly taunting him.

“You’re saying I stole your life? How do you expect me to do that bro, I don’t even know who you are,” Will retorted, reveling in his Aussie accent and “bro-ish” speech as he chuckled at the man’s chat messages. “I think both myself and my viewers can confirm that I am the real Dave Marshall… right guys? I mean, you’re really saying that we’ve swapped bodies? That’s ridiculous man,” he said, immediately bursting out into laughter as he tried to downplay the reality of the situation.

As he took a moment to look at the chat messages that were beginning to quickly emerge, it seemed as though Will’s plan was working as Dave’s viewers began to taunt WarriorWill and call him “pathetic” and a “total loser”. Although he was happy to get the viewers on his side and not think that the real Dave was being serious about the swap accusations, Will was quick to try and stop them from continuing to harass the man.

“In all honesty though WarriorWill, I’m just going to interpret your comments as the highest form of flattery. I just checked your page and I think I understand why you’re so upset now. Based on your follower count and average stream views, I’m afraid to say that you’re not doing so hot dude. Only 267 followers after months of streaming, that’s really rough! So yeah, although I get why you’d want to replicate my kind of success, it seems like you just lack the natural charisma that I have,” he said, flashing a pearly white grin towards the camera and continuing to speak.

“Given the fact that you’re over 17,000 followers short and not nearly as buff and attractive as me, I think you’ve still got a long way to go until you can ever successfully say that you’ve got a Twitch career and life that resembles mine,” Will cockily exclaimed, taking another opportunity to further taunt the man by lifting up his arms and flexing his beefy wrestler muscles.

But as Will sat in his gaming chair and awaited the real Dave’s response, the sudden noise of a door opening caused him to turn away from the computer screen and see that Dave’s husband had entered the room. Although he was understandably nervous by the man’s arrival due to having to try and pretend to perfectly become “Dave Marshall”, the sudden tenting within his shorts made it clear that he was quite turned-on by his arrival. It was such a dizzying experience for the man in terms of having to keep up a persona while also trying to deal with these newfound emotions, but a compromise between these two variables emerged as the man leaned down and gave Will a kiss on the lips.

“Hey there babe, how’s the stream going so far,” he inquired upon pulling back from Will’s new lips. As the husband then flashed an adorable smile, Will couldn’t help but blush slightly at just how hot the man was becoming in his eyes. He was behaving like a horny teenager given his raging boner and constant blushing from just a morsel of attention from his new husband!

“I- uh, it’s um, going good,” Will responded, trying his best to remain calm as he looked into the eyes of his new husband. “Just uh, talking with chat before playing some DBD,” he continued, finally starting to push aside his bashful nervousness towards the man.

“Oh really? Well, are they saying anything interesting,” the man asked, taking a moment to tilt his head away from Will to stare at the computer screen. As he did that, Will took a moment to simply admire the man’s facial features and imagine himself peppering kisses all over the sandpaper-like stubble that adorned his cheeks. But as his mind continued to divulge further into this inner fantasy, Will was quickly broken out of it by the sound of his husband’s voice. “Uh, why is this guy telling you to stay away from me?” he asked, which immediately caused Will’s eyes to widen and rotate his head towards the screen at a rapid pace. Immediately, his gaze narrowed as he scrolled through the chat to read Dave’s latest messages.

WarriorWill: You motherfucker, you better stay away from him!

WarriorWill: Don’t you dare kiss him or you’ll regret it…

As he turned back to Dave’s husband, Will immediately picked up on the clear sense of confusion and slight anxiety on his face by the vaguely threatening messages. In an attempt to both calm the man down and further torment the real Dave, he quickly began to speak.

“Oh that guy? Yeah, he’s some weirdo that raided my stream just to get my attention. He’s been going on and on for the last 10 minutes about how he’s supposed to be me or something. The guy’s profile says that he’s bisexual, but I think he’s got a self-loathing problem or something. There’s no logical reason why he wouldn’t want me to show affection towards my lovely husband!”

Taking a moment to turn back away from the screen and look towards the husband, Will couldn’t help but feel a strong desire to kiss the man once again. As such, he quickly tried to find a logical reason behind getting another kiss as he observed the chat for WarriorWill’s next response.

“You know what, I don’t want to let this guy ruin the stream and try to make us hide the love that we have for each other. How about you kiss me again so we can give him a show on what real love is,” Will inquired while scratching his head, unknowingly giving the viewers a full display of his flexed bicep and hairy armpit. As he turned to face his husband, Will was quite relieved to find that the man was more than willing to kiss him. As they quickly gave each other a kiss on the lips, Will was overcome with an intense sense of love and desire for the man.

Instinctively then, the streamer quickly pulled the man in for a tight hug as his husband chuckled and blushed from the affection. While most of the viewers just assumed that this was due to their extreme love for each other, the reality of the situation was much more sexual in nature. With his hands behind the husband, Will couldn’t resist taking a brief exploration of the man’s backside. Along his hands felt around the man’s surprisingly defined back, the majority of time back there was spent slipping his thicker hands underneath the waistband of the husband’s underwear and quickly squeezing the man’s incredibly thick ass. As the man gasped and giggled at the sudden surprise of being fondled, Will’s cock was immediately beginning to ooze pre-cum due to the intense thirst he felt.

As both men directed their eyes back to the computer screen, Will and the husband gleefully smiled as they saw the outpouring of sappy comments encouraging the kiss and supporting their love. But although 99% of the comments were positive, both men were quick to pick up on the few hateful comments provided by the furious streamer.

WarriorWill: You goddamn bitch, don’t you dare touch him!

WarriorWill: That’s my husband!

Upon reading both of the comments left behind, the reactions between the two men were quite varied. While Will immediately burst into laughter and tried to add some much needed levity to the situation, the husband was clearly fearful of the apparent obsession that the viewer had towards him. “Wow, it looks like someone has quite a crush huh,” Will responded, which only caused the husband to look towards Will with a disapproving look. “Alright, let me get back to streaming so I can handle this asshole. After you head out, please go block him on all social media so he can’t harass you anymore. Don’t worry though, I’ll be making sure he doesn’t bother us on Twitch for much longer,” he continued, flashing a slight smile before quickly giving the husband a peck on the lips once more. Upon hearing that, the husband quickly made his way out of the room and shut the door as Will returned back to the chair.

“Alright dude, I had fun putting up with your ridiculous statements, but I think you’ve taken up enough of our time,” Will said, his voice immediately dropping into a lower and more intimidating tone. “Not only did you piss me off, but you’ve also severely offended my husband. As such, I won’t allow such vile and close-minded behavior to be prominent in my streams anymore! Take a moment to savor your chat privileges because you’ll be losing them immediately. In fact, just to set an example, I’ll save the mods the trouble and ban you myself!” Upon finishing up speaking, Will wasted no time ending the back and forth by permanently banning WarriorWill from ever communicating in his chat again.

Surprisingly, as Will hit the block button, there was a weird sense of closure that emerged in his mind. Upon doing that, he had fully severed the link between his old life and his new life as Dave Marshall. Although there was a slight remorse towards losing his closest friends and family, that paled in comparison to the pure excitement he felt towards being a hunky wrestler like Dave. So with his mind now fully embracing his new life and eager to get started, he finally began to speak to his followers once more. “Alright you guys, now how about we get these games started shall we?”

* * * * *

For the next several hours, Will had the time of his life playing Dead By Daylight and talking with his viewers. Not only did the games go much better than they did back when he was WarriorWill, but Will’s new viewers were much more excited and eager to play with him and keep the conversation going. Although it was slightly odd trying to understand some of the bizarre Aussie references that some of his viewers were making, seeing familiar faces in the chat such as SoulC was the perfect way to calm his nerves and give him someone to rely on to keep Will engaged.

Speaking of SoulC, Will’s follower was able to get his desired David King cosplay fully realized as Will eagerly showed off his body for the camera. Although this was mostly as a way to reward the man for gifting him this new body and life (and also keep the cash tips pouring in for his sensual flexing), the reality was that Will was still hoping that the real Dave was watching a complete stranger flaunt his body around on camera after seamlessly inhabiting his life.

It was so erotic to Will to realize that he not only had fooled Dave’s thousands of followers but had even convinced his husband that nothing was amiss besides an obsessed fan ranting in his stream chat. When pairing this with the fact that every time he looked down and saw his bushy beard or hairy and buff torso, it was no surprise that Will’s cock remained rock hard and eager for release for the entire duration of the stream. In fact, his horniness was so extreme that his underwear was practically soaked from all of the pre-cum that he leaked. But despite this, the man was still unwilling to end the stream until he had his fill of his newfound popularity.

Eventually though after over 6 hours of streaming, Will finally decided that it was time to end the stream and explore more aspects of his new life. Given the fact that he was still quite turned on, it seemed incredibly likely that he would be immediately taking the opportunity to have some kinky fun with his new husband. As such, the man wasted no time quickly saying his goodbyes and stating the next time that he would stream. But as he began to sign off, he quickly decided to take the opportunity to promote Dave’s OnlyFans account. While promoting it under the guise of donating the money to charity, the reality of the situation was that Will was eager to revamp the rather tame profile to become incredibly more sexually explicit. Surely the real Dave would be eager to sign up so he could reminisce about his old life, so Will figured that he might as well put on one hell of a show for him as a result!

After picking out a smaller streamer for him to raid, Will finally logged off and made his exit out of the office. As he wandered throughout the apartment he now owned, the man took a moment to take in all of the décor while searching for his husband. Luckily though, it didn’t take long before Will finally found him sitting on the couch in the living room, holding their cat and watching some reality television. Upon taking a seat next to him, Will quickly wrapped his arm around the smaller man and pulled him close.

For several minutes, the two men sat there watching the program and enjoying the physical company that the other provided. But as soon as the show went to commercial, Dave’s husband allowed the cat to escape his grasp and immediately made it clear how turned on he was as well. Given the close proximity towards “Dave’s” armpit, the husband wasted no time shoving his face deep within it and enjoying Will’s new natural musk while using one hand to feel up his thick and hairy chest as the other tightly gripped and squeezed onto his bicep.

Eager to continue this and have him get off as soon as possible, Will wasted no time putting his newfound strength to use by tearing off the husband’s clothes and lifting him off the ground. As the husband quickly wrapped himself around Will’s broad torso, the two men quickly found their way into the bedroom. As the husband remained snuggled up against Will’s neck, the former Brit couldn’t resist taking one more moment to taunt the real Dave. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Will quickly snapped a photo and sent it off along with the link to his OnlyFans via a private DM to Will’s WarriorWill Twitter account.

Upon sending the message, the brand new Dave Marshall quickly blocked his old account from ever responding before tossing his phone to the side and throwing his new husband into their bed. Given just how horny he was, it seemed as though it was going to be a long night of passionate fucking. But based on how eager the husband was to spread his ass for Dave, it seemed like that would be a dream come true for both of them!

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Some updates from the past twelve-ish months:

-- Late 2022: Portland and its mayor (Wheeler) started a major push to ban "street camping". Headlines in major media outlets also described "Portland's first sanctioned mass homeless camp" and how "Portland moves forward with $27 million plan to build mass shelters". In December 2022, Portland-area authorities used the so-called "aggressive landscaping" tactic, installing hundreds of hostile architecture boulders to prevent sitting/sleeping. Also in December, homeless advocates and Disability Rights Washington advocates attempted to halt Spokane's (Washington) clearing of a major camp for hundreds of people, and a federal judge sided with advocates to put a temporary restraining order on the sweep.

-- January 2023: Even in the immediate aftermath of historic cold as far south as Miami and Monterrey, sub-freezing temperatures across the Deep South, and sub-zero-Fahrenheit blizzards sweeping North America for a week or longer around Solstice/Christmas 2022, convenience stores "in Texas, California, New York use classical music to shoo homeless".

-- By March 2023: "Portland Mayor Wheeler unveils first location for city-run homeless camp".

-- April 2023: San Francisco and Mayor Breed announce a major "five-year plan" costing over 600 million dollars "to cut the number of unsheltered homeless in half". (Not a plan to put people in homes or find stable housing, but just to technically put them under the roof of shelter, keeping them out of sight, therefore qualifying them for the strange designation of "the sheltered homeless".) At the same time, San Francisco opened a "long-term homeless shelter on Treasure Island", pushing homeless people onto an isolated island mostly composed of concrete and asphalt.

-- Summer 2023: In May, the city of Phoenix (Arizona) began its project to clear and eliminate its largest homeless camp, known as the Zone, a refuge for hundreds of people. During the record-breaking heat of the summer of 2023, Phoenix cleared the camp systematically, block by block. At the beginning of September 2023, as "Phoenix breaks heat record as city hits 110F [110 degrees Fahrenheit] for the 54th consecutive day", the city cleared the block of the camp where most seniors and the elderly lived.

-- January 2024: About one week ahead of winter holidays (Solstice/Christmas), the City of Edmonton pursued plans to sweep 130 homeless encampments as part of what has been described as a "shocking" eviction plan. In January, the city was clearing camps amidst sustained deadly severe weather, during a polar vortex event with temperatures of negative 50 degrees Fahrenheit and daytime highs of negative 25F. When a court case presented by Coalition for Justice and Human Rights tried to slow the sweeps, a judge sided with them and shut down the evictions.

-- March 2024: Florida's governor signs a new law. NPR describes: "law that seeks to move unhoused people off public property altogether and into government-run encampments".

-- April 2024: The U.S. Supreme Court begins hearing a case from Grants Pass (Oregon) with major implications and potential to incite nationwide "banishment race" and "homelessness crackdown". Lower courts have previously said that city policies (like Grants Pass, Boise, and others) were "cruel and unusual" for fining and/or jailing people for sleeping on public land if no adequate accessible shelter is available. But now?

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The decade-old age of fables like Russian collusion, laptop disinformation, or the pangolin/bat cause of COVID is not over; it is just hitting midstream.

For much of April, amid stock downturns, in the classical paranoid style, we were assured by the Wall Street Journal news reporters and the liberal press that Trump had either a) guaranteed an inevitable recession, b) engineered a losing trade war he likely regretted, c) crashed the stock market, d) lost his once majority favorability ratings, e) mostly had a failed first 100 days, or f) all of the above.

Some of us thought these diagnoses and prognoses were absurd. How in mediis rebus, during a radical counterrevolution never quite seen before, could anyone issue such bleak predictions? Would these same observers have said the U.S. was doomed to lose World War II after the bleak first five months of mostly failure in the Pacific, or North Africa, after the utter U.S. army disaster at the Kasserine Pass?

When the Biden administration compiled two consecutive quarters of negative GDP—the supposedly classic definition of a recession—most of these same pundits assured us that the data was meaningless and irrelevant. The same left-wing media throng insisted Biden was in his cognitive prime until hours before he abdicated from the ticket under pressure. They swore to us that Robert Mueller’s “walls were closing in” on Donald Trump, who would legitimately go to jail, buried by 93 lawfare indictments.

As for their polls showing that Trump was all but through after three months in office, almost all of them were not just off in the 2016 presidential race, but again in 2020. And given the chronic temptation to warp polls to create Democratic momentum and fundraising, they rigged their polls yet again in 2024—even when they knew in disgrace that they were ruining their brand. A former Harris campaign official just admitted that internal polls never showed Harris ahead—even as the majority of polls predicted her victory.

So why would anyone believe any of these people? Take the now-defunded Corporation for Public Broadcasting. Its recent NPR/PBS News/Marist poll assured us that 45 percent of the public gave Trump an F for his first 100 days, with only 42 percent expressing approval of his job so far.

But this is the same bunch that also assured us in its final authoritative 2024 election poll, on the very eve before the voting, that Kamala Harris would win the race by 4 points—a lead proverbially “outside the margin of error.” (The next day, she lost the popular vote by 1.5 percent or 2,284,952 votes and the Electoral College by 312-226). The public broadcasting polling partnership was off 5.5 points, perhaps suggesting that it wished to aid the Harris campaign more than either adhering to professional and ethical norms or fearing to lose what little was left of its reputation.

As soon as the Washington Post and the New York Times issued their dismal Trump bias polls, observers quickly pointed out they had, by intent, vastly underpolled those who voted for Trump in 2024. In contrast, the polls with the best 2024 records had Trump’s 100-day approval ratings near even or positive: Rasmussen was 50-49%, and the joint national surveys by Insider Advantage and Trafalgar Group had Trump up at 100 days, 46-44%.

As far as the supposed economic and stock meltdown, the March and April monthly economic reports showed that job growth was not only impressive but well above market expectations, with special emphasis on permanent rather than part-time jobs, even as the number of federal workers went down.

News of massive, multi-trillion-dollar investments and relocations to the U.S. continues. Far from having all the pressure levers in the tariff standoffs, China is starting to realize that the U.S. market is still the center of the world, while its own autocratic party dictatorship—again contrary to pundits’ warnings—is far more vulnerable to rising popular dissent than is a constitutional republic like the U.S.

Inflation in March and April either did not increase or, in fact, declined. Corporate profits were solid. Energy costs went down. Now that we have actually passed Trump’s first 100 days, where is the crashed stock market that supposedly signaled the recession on our doorstep?

The Standard & Poor 500 is back at the level of March 10, roughly where it was before the hysteria—and 12 percent up from a year ago. By May 2, both the Dow and S&P indices showed the longest continued gains in over 20 years. The Dow is now about where it was in September and October before the election—at levels that had not so long ago made investors giddy.

The media-academy nexus is also in hysterics over Trump’s threats of suspending federal funding to higher education unless it makes reforms consistent with Supreme Court decisions and Department of Education guidelines.

Many of us have warned campuses that it would be wiser to compromise, given the public would soon learn of what they had been doing for decades—and would be unpleasantly surprised. After all, private, multibillion-dollar endowed elite campuses took billions of dollars in easy federal money—despite endemic anti-Semitism, flagrant flaunting of U.S. civil rights laws and court decisions by continuing to use racial and gender biases, lucrative but unsavory financial partnerships with illiberal regimes of the Middle East and communist China, spiraling annual tuition costs exceeding the annual rate of inflation, 40-60 percent surcharges and overhead gouging of federal grants, and nonexistence of First Amendment protections for visiting speakers and lecturers, and on and on.

No matter. As soon as Harvard vowed that it would rally its elite brethren campuses against the administration, news predictably began to leak about the culpability and exposure of the real Harvard. Why did it only now and so suddenly rush to end its sister-campus relationship with the terrorist-supporting Birzeit University on the West Bank, or why now replace directors of its radical Center for Middle Eastern Studies program—in a fashion it never had previously dared even after the massacres of October 7?

Then, news of a joint China-Harvard program abroad suddenly surfaced. Allegedly, Harvard had aided members of what some have called a Chinese “paramilitary organization,” despite that group previously being sanctioned for its role in the Chinese state violence conducted against the Uyghurs—a fact that apparently did not surface publicly or perhaps even particularly bother any of the usually hypersensitive and quick-to-demonstrate Harvard students and faculty.

Shortly thereafter, a comprehensive Harvard in-house anti-Semitism report surfaced, documenting in detail the routine harassment of and threats to Harvard Jewish students. In truth, even if it wished to, Harvard now could not control its out-of-control and institutionalized anti-Semitism. It is a bane that Harvard has systematically ignored. It permeates the entire campus and is deeply embedded in the university’s Middle East Studies DEI architecture and recruitment of illiberal foreign students from dictatorial regimes.

The Harvard Law Review (currently being investigated by the Department of Education’s civil rights division) just bestowed a $65,000 fellowship to law student Ibrahim Bhramar. What did Bhramar do to earn such Harvard lucre?

Apparently, he was rewarded either for or despite attacking a Harvard Business School Jewish student during one of the recent anti-Israel campus protests, racking up misdemeanor criminal charges in the process. The prosecutor had noted that Bhramar had conducted “a hands-on assault and battery…and actual interpersonal violence” against the student. Rewarding an anti-Semitic attacker with $65,000 says it all. In 2024, hundreds of Harvard students and faculty disrupted their own graduation, commencing with walkouts and shouts of “free Palestine.”

In sum, despite the Harvard hysteria, it quietly knows what it has been doing, what the stakes are should it lose $2-9 billion in ongoing taxpayer support, and why it would not like full disclosure to the public of both its many excesses and lapses. So, if it is smart, Harvard will likely quietly seek a compromise with the Trump administration.

Finally, we are watching a full Democratic/left-wing meltdown.

Its puerile anti-Trump antics have gone from the clownish to the obscene and violent.

What is the point of disrupting a presidential congressional address by screaming and cane shaking, or of a silly 25-hour pseudo-filibuster? Who believes that smutty sh*t and f*ck congressional videos, or foul-mouthed threats to Trump and Elon Musk (e.g., “dipsh*t,” a**hole”) will win over Independents?

What is the strategic logic behind Democratic governors and senators threatening to cause havoc at Republican officials’ town halls, or to ignite “mass protests” and “disruptions,” so that “Republicans cannot know a moment of peace”?

Does anyone believe that yet a third impeachment of Trump will ensure a Democratic midterm victory?

Or is the correct left-wing playbook to champion a motley array of assassins, spousal abusers, and gang members? Is it wiser then to either laud or ignore attacks on Tesla dealers, owners, and chargers, or wink and nod at blatantly anti-Semitic demonstrations and protests?

Is there anything taboo for the hysterical left?

Yes—it cannot offer the country a simple “Democratic Contract for America”—listing its own solutions to the nation’s existential crises.

There is not a single Democratic blueprint of how to address a $2 trillion budget deficit, $3 billion in daily interest payments, $37 trillion of national debt, or a $1.2 trillion annual trade deficit.

There is no post-Biden corrective agenda to deal with his legacy of 12 million recent illegal aliens, added to the existing 20 million current unlawful immigrants.

Not a single Democratic senator, representative, or party official has put forth any plan to end the Biden-era conflicts in the Middle East and Ukraine.

Nor will they even discuss the challenge of biological males wrecking women’s sporting events, institutionalized campus anti-Semitism, or unlawful race-based chauvinism.

On all these matters, the Democrats and their leftist supporters have offered no counter-proposals, no alternate agendas, and no unique solutions to the nation’s problems—other than boring, profanity-ridden venom and tired performance-art buffoonery.

Reliance on warped polls, untrustworthy and biased reporting, and media sensationalism will not help such poverty of thought and character.

Obscene, hysterical, and clueless is no way to appeal to Americans, Democrats.

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The decade-old age of fables like Russian collusion, laptop disinformation, or the pangolin/bat cause of COVID is not over; it is just hitting midstream.

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hi guys.

so, I really doubt this will be seen- which is okay. but just in case it is, don't take this as a dampener to your own motivation. this post is really just a space for me to vent and, frankly, to show that to have negative feelings in regards to your own shifting journey is completely okay and normal.

i never have dreams about my dr s/o. ever. it's kind of a thing. for whatever reason, he just doesn't show up in my dreams. and YET.

for about a week straight- five consecutive days- in which i attempted to shift, i would have dreams with him in it. even if i didn't see his face, there was just that part of my brain that knew he was there. that he was in it. and I have to tell you, this was pretty damn motivating for me as someone who solely uses asleep-methods. i was like, yes GAWD FINALLY.

and then.

nothing.

it feels like i hit a wall.

the last few days, i go to sleep with my intention, and wake up right here, with my very first thought being "why am i still conscious here? i don't WANT to be conscious here. i want to be conscious of HOME, and this is not it."

i feel like i hit a snag in progress, even though the more logical part of my brain knows that's not how it works. there's not some kind of meter bar measuring my ability to shift that depletes when it feels like nothings happening.

something very well could be happening! and i know that my ability to shift isn't hindered by this in the slightest! it's just a bit demotivating to wake up in the same reality day after day. it makes me question, am i doing something wrong? is there something im missing?

the answer to that is no. there's nothing I'm missing, or doing wrong. and this is where our lovely friend persistence kicks in.

i guess all of this to say, if you're out there somewhere struggling in the dark because you feel like you've hit a wall, or like you're not getting anywhere in your journey, i see you. i feel you. (not in a creepy way).

it's in times like this where all we can do is take a breath, accept and feel that frustration, that demotivation, maybe even a little sadness. and then pick ourselves back up, take a sip of your favorite beverage, dance it out to a good song, and then give it another shot.

and y'all, we are some powerful mfers. realize that.

anyways. wishing you all the loveliest of days. mwah love you

mazzy

#reality shifting #shiftblr #shifters

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Light two blue altar candles on Thursday just before the full moon, visualizing your business and

what it needs. Burn three drops of basil essential oil in your oil burner and light three frankincense

tears (frankincense incense cones) on your censer to keep away negativity. With your business still in

mind, light five green candles if your business is open five days a week, six if open six days a week,

and so on. Burn the candles every morning for thirty minutes for seven consecutive mornings, and

watch your business grow. Repeat when things are slow or when you feel it needs another push.

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Jersey Number Eleven - Chapter 3

Read the previous chapters here.

kaireyes: Bounce back in Game 2!

Sent.

Actually, I had been thinking about whether to send it or not. I was worried that number eleven might think I was trying to be close with him.

But whatever, I already sent it.

The only thing is, he might not be online since he hasn’t read my message yet. Maybe they’re already training. I don’t know. That’s how our coach is when we lose. Back to the drawing board right away. He immediately discusses with us what went wrong and what the team lacked in the game.

Or maybe number eleven just isn’t going online today to avoid reading negative comments. Sometimes, those comments even come from your own schoolmates. Some aren’t even constructive criticism anymore, they’re just plain bashing.

Social media can be such a brutal place. It depends on the person if they can handle everything they read. Some don’t care at all. Some, like me, don’t even check the comments. And some get affected right away, losing confidence in their game.

I don’t get people sometimes. They don’t even think before posting online. They’re only brave because they’re hiding behind their phones. But when they get called out, they play the victim and say the player is being sensitive and has an attitude.

If only they knew how hard it is to be a student-athlete.

“Good morning, Kai,” Mom greeted me when I woke up the next day.

“Morning po,” I replied, still groggy.

I saw her setting up breakfast. I got excited when I saw fried rice and tocino. Wow. I’m really going to gain weight at this rate. I should start watching what I eat.

While Mom and I were eating, she was busy on a video call with Dad. Meanwhile, I was watching highlights from number eleven’s game yesterday.

Their opponent was Easton University. They’re considered true rivals. This was their third consecutive finals matchup. Last season, Westmore swept the finals series, but both games went to five sets with really close scores.

I was a bit nervous while watching them back then.

I wondered, will they be my rivals throughout college? Did I make the right choice? Won’t my arm break if I try to dig their attacks?

These two schools are just insane. They’re almost equal in all skill sets. It really just comes down to breaks of the game and errors.

They’re so evenly matched that Easton won in Round 1 of the elimination round, but Westmore got back at them in Round 2. And of course, both matches went to five sets. No surprise there. I’d be more shocked if it had ended in straight sets.

The only real difference between the two teams is that Easton plays with more swagger, while Westmore is more composed.

And it seems like Easton used that to their advantage in Game 1. It looked like the Westmore players got affected by the opponents’ confidence, plus their fans were booing whenever number eleven served.

I don’t like that, but they say it’s part of the game. But still, can’t you just cheer for your school without booing the opponent?

My phone buzzed with a notification. When I checked, number eleven had replied.

roenalejo11: We will. Thank you.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just didn’t reply. I didn’t want him to think I was really trying to be close to him. But not even five minutes later, my phone buzzed again.

roenalejo11: You’re still in Baguio?

kaireyes: Yep.

roenalejo11: When are you coming back to Manila?

kaireyes: Maybe next week?

roenalejo11: You’re not sure?

kaireyes: I mean, I don’t know yet, hehe. I just want to make the most of my time here since I rarely come home. But probably before enrollment, I’ll be back.

roenalejo11: I see.

What do you even reply to that? I just put my phone down. When I looked up, I saw Mom staring at me, smiling like she knew something I didn’t.

“Who are you chatting with? Your girlfriend?” she teased.

“No,” I replied immediately before she could assume anything else. “I don’t have a girlfriend, Ma.”

“That’s okay. You’re a young man now, Kai. You know what to do; you’re an adult. Always be responsible...”

“Ma,” I interrupted. “That’s not even on my mind. I don’t even have time for that.”

Mom just shook her head at me, so I shook mine back at her. Right then, my phone buzzed again. Mom laughed, so I stood up, thanked her for the meal, and went back to my room. I’ll wash the dishes later. My mom really loves to tease me.

roenalejo11: I wanted to invite you to watch Game 2. I have tickets.

kaireyes: Too bad. But I’ll still watch! Just on TV, hehe. Good luck in Game 2! Fight for Game 3!

roenalejo11: Thank you, Kaizen.

Kaizen, huh?

How did he know? Oh, right. It’s on my profile.

Wow. He called me Kaizen, while I still call him number eleven. I know his name is Roen Alejo, but I’m just used to calling him that. It’s Coach’s fault - he refers to opposing players by their jersey numbers, and I picked up the habit.

**********

Three days passed, and I was getting a little impatient. Time moves so slowly here. I don’t know about other places, but here, it feels like time drags on. I’ve done all my workouts, and it’s still morning!

Thankfully, the day of the Finals Game 2 finally arrived. I turned on the TV just as the pre-game was starting. This time, I made sure I wouldn’t get sleepy. I made some iced coffee. Mom watched with me, so I had someone to talk to.

Before long, they started calling the starting lineups for both teams. I don’t know why, but I was nervous. I felt more nervous than the actual players, even though I wasn’t the one playing!

I hope Westmore wins so there’s a Game 3.

“You have the same jersey number, son,” Mom said when number eleven appeared on the screen.

His face was serious. It made me wonder if my face looked okay on camera. Because number eleven? His skin is flawless. Rich kid vibes.

The referee blew the whistle for the first serve. Westmore’s setter was serving, so they had a full front line right away. Good strategy - it meant they had three spikers in the front. The arena got even louder when Westmore scored a service ace. Nice one!

The game continued, and I couldn’t sit still. It was intense! So many long rallies. Both teams had to work for every point. Easton’s players kept trying to provoke number eleven’s team, but it wasn’t working.

And the crowd intensity was insane. The arena was packed. I regretted falling asleep during Game 1.

Now I understand why number eleven is famous. He’s really incredible. He’ll surely get a slot with the national team!

I can’t believe I was chatting with him on IG. I kind of want to ask for his autograph and sell it. I’d probably make a lot of money from that.

“Roen Alejo serving for the match!”

The crowd roared. Almost everyone was on their feet, especially Westmore’s supporters. It was the fifth set. The score was 14-11. One more point, and there would be a do-or-die Game 3 this weekend.

But before he could serve, the camera panned to a girl in the audience. She was beautiful, especially when she smiled. The crowd went wild. They screamed even louder when the camera switched back to number eleven, who was also looking up at the screen.

“She’s probably his girlfriend,” Mom said.

I get it now.

“Oh…” I said, still staring at the TV. “That’s why they’re screaming.”

The referee blew the whistle. Number eleven jumped to serve. The entire arena exploded in cheers for the service ace.

He was named Player of the Game. Well-deserved!

kaireyes: Congrats, POG! Good luck in Game 3!

Translator's Notes

In the original, Kai said "Sila ba talaga ang makakalaban ko pagdating sa college?" (Will they be my rivals when I become a college student?) as if Kai isn't a college student already. We corrected it to "Will they be my rivals throughout college?".

Kai's mom implies his son should practice safe sex. It'd be horrible if he doesn't, as abortion is illegal in the Philippines. (Unintended pregnancies among college students is a literary genre in itself.)

We also feel that Kai's mom knows her son might be gay, but we'll never know until later chapters.

The POG is a pun, as the Tagalog word for handsome is pogi.

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Mastering Intermittent Fasting in 3 Simple Steps

Intermittent fasting has gained popularity as an effective method for weight loss, improved mental clarity, and overall health benefits. Many people have transformed their lifestyles with this approach, but starting can be challenging. If you’re new to intermittent fasting or struggling to stay consistent, this guide will help you master it in just three simple steps!

Challenges of Starting Intermittent Fasting

When beginning intermittent fasting, many people face obstacles such as:

Hunger and Cravings – Adjusting to a new eating schedule can be tough, leading to frustration.

Lack of Information – Without proper guidance, it’s easy to feel lost and unsure of how to start.

Ignoring Body Signals – Pushing too hard without listening to your body can cause burnout and negative side effects.

Understanding these challenges is crucial to overcoming them. By breaking down the process into manageable steps, you can set yourself up for success.

Step 1: Choose the Right Fasting Method

There are various intermittent fasting methods, but the key is to find one that suits your lifestyle. Here are the most popular options:

16:8 Method – Fast for 16 hours and eat during an 8-hour window. Ideal for beginners!

5:2 Method – Eat normally for five days and reduce calorie intake to about 500-600 on two non-consecutive days.

OMAD (One Meal a Day) – A more advanced method where you consume all your calories in one meal.

Choosing the right approach will make fasting more sustainable and effective for your health goals.

Step 2: Plan Your Meals Wisely

What you eat during your eating window is just as important as the fasting period itself. Focus on:

✔ Nutrient-Dense Foods – Whole foods, lean proteins, healthy fats, and fiber-rich vegetables. ✔ Balanced Meals – Ensure your meals keep you full and provide steady energy. ✔ Avoiding Processed Foods – Minimize sugar and refined carbs to prevent energy crashes.

By planning meals carefully, you’ll feel satisfied and reduce the chances of breaking your fast early.

Step 3: Stay Hydrated & Listen to Your Body

Hydration is essential for fasting success. Drink plenty of:

💧 Water – Helps curb hunger and keeps your body functioning optimally. 🍵 Herbal Teas & Black Coffee – Can suppress appetite and provide additional health benefits. 🥤 Electrolytes – If you feel sluggish, adding electrolytes can help maintain energy levels.

Most importantly, listen to your body. If you feel weak or unwell, adjust your fasting window or dietary intake accordingly.

Success Story: The Power of Intermittent Fasting

A friend of mine started intermittent fasting to improve her energy levels and mental clarity. She followed the 16:8 method, and within a few weeks, she noticed:

✅ Higher energy levels ✅ Improved focus and productivity ✅ Better digestion and overall well-being

Her transformation inspired me to share these insights with you!

Final Thoughts: Take Control of Your Health

Intermittent fasting can be a life-changing habit when done correctly. By following these three simple steps—choosing a fasting method, planning meals, and staying hydrated—you can enjoy the numerous benefits of fasting while maintaining a balanced lifestyle.

Are you ready to start your intermittent fasting journey? Let me know in the comments about your experience!

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[ad_1] Lakshya Sen in action (PC: X) Lakshya Sen has been an enigma of sorts. Some incredible wins coupled with some poor losses – it’s fair to say that Sen, despite all the talent, hasn’t really done justice to the potential he has. Just like in the Paris 2024 Olympics, where he played some fantastic badminton before giving it away in the semi-finals, he did the same at the All England Open 2025. Take the match against Jonatan Christie, for example. Pitted against the defending champion, Sen wasn’t overawed. In fact, from the start, he seemed in control. May I say, it was one of his finest wins. In his words, he was in ‘Sen mode’. Except the first few minutes, it was all Sen. His movement was a sight to behold and some of the defensive shots were just picture postcards that will remain in memory for a long time. Each time Christie tried to push, Sen pushed back harder. Even the Indian support in Birmingham couldn’t believe what they were seeing as Sen had turned it on, and how. That’s when Christie was defeated. At the end of the first game, he seemed deflated and somewhat negative. Even at the interval, Christie wasn’t able to change momentum. A couple of points, yes, but that was all he could manage. Sen was on a mission and did not want to take things to the decider. The best part was there was no emotion from Sen even when the match ended. The customary pump of the fist and the wave to the crowd – it was as if Sen knew the job wasn’t done yet. And that’s what baffles me. Someone who could play that well for two consecutive days was completely off-colour in the quarterfinal against Li Shifeng. At the start of the match, the commentators said they were expecting a close match that was very difficult to call. In fact, one of them said Sen was the favourite. Till 4-4 in the first game, it was all even. Thereafter, Li just ran away with it as Sen started making one mistake after another. Ten or more unforced errors in one game, as he just couldn’t control the shuttle and kept hitting long. For the Latest Sports News: Click Here Lakshya Sen (Source: X) In the second game, he was up 11-8 and that was when one felt he had managed to turn the tide. After the interval, however, things were different. The Chinese managed to take control yet again, and Sen just wasn’t able to bring out his A game thereafter. Consistency – that’s what Sen is lacking. He isn’t able to play five matches on the trot with the same intensity. Two great matches followed by one bad one, and that’s what is holding him back. It is the very same thing that had plagued him in 2023. In fact, he had once said to me, “While I had played a few good matches here and there, I had not played a series of good matches consistently. That consistency was lacking, and that’s why I hadn’t won a big tournament. I had even taken a break in between to regain my focus back, and I remember speaking to you about this”. It is the one thing that Sen needs to sort. And if he does, there will be no stopping him. For all Indian badminton fans, this could be the primary wish for 2025. Also Read: Brand WPL is a success, but what about the Indian women’s game? The post Lakshya Sen and the quest for consistency appeared first on Sports News Portal | Latest Sports Articles | Revsports. [ad_2] Source link

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talk about katherine

the star is a metaphor (for me, being a star) / @malka-lisitsa (*note: the way flori speaks of / about katherine in the legacies verse is much more abstract, i think than how she'd speak to her / of her / about her in the tvd verse where she's very much present, either physically or through other means)

legacies

all in all, doctor saltzman - what's he even a doctor of? what did he specialize in? - shouldn't have been at the helm for as long as he had been.

in his very meager defense, he tried.

but simply trying isn't enough.

having a book in the library dedicated to the great evils of the world is one thing, but having katherine pierce in it is another. katherine pierce, who spent five hundred years - if not more - running, and running, and running.

"march 12th, 2025. voice log: number three. subject: katherine pierce." a nod. "remember that time i said that a lot of consecutive things happened to her before she got turned into a vampire and after she got turned into a vampire too? i still stand by that. katherine doesn't do anything just because - she doesn't half-ass anything. it's like i said in my earlier voice logs; she moves with intention. everything is thought of. thought about. calculated. some of my classmates make fun of me for bringing swot analyses into this but that's essentially what katherine does. anyway, she's complex. and while she, too, has done things that are pretty much classified as below the belt, i also think that people are far too eager to boil her down to just her negative characteristics while there is so much more below the surface too; she's not just one of the great evils. she's someone who's done good and bad. who has harmed and healed in equal measure. i just---i wish there was more nuance to it, you know?"

the vampire diaries

"i don't know if you know, or heard, but i once tried to explain your reasoning, and i thought maybe you'd want to hear what i came up with? it goes a little bit like this and, yes, i'll try to be concise: okay, so, imagine you're carrying a huge binocular everywhere you go but the lenses are cracked a little bit because of what happened to you. yet with every interaction you have, you've got to look through the binoculars anyway. and every binocular looks different. some lenses are smudged. some are crystal clear. some are small. some are large. but because your binocular does not look like mine or elena’s or caroline’s or bonnie’s doesn’t mean you're rotten to the core. people can’t just stamp that on your forehead and be done with it because your motivations are different or difficult to understand or because you made choices others couldn't or wouldn’t. if i understand it correctly, you constantly had to keep yourself on your toes and re-invent yourself. for self protection. so when was the last time you had a moment to catch your breath? did you ever have one?"

"either way, you are still worthy of love and compassion, because we are all worthy of these things, no matter what people say. and we are all capable of extending that hand to others if need be. it’s all in there. in everyone. even in people with cracked binoculars. we can all grow and change. it's just a shame that not everyone sees that you're doing the best you can, each day." a nod and then: "i call it the binocular theory. the name's still pending - if you've got a better one, i'm all ears." a beat and then: "also, before you ask, yes, my binocular is cracked too."

#malkalisitsa #floribeth dalisay / answered.#floribeth dalisay / main verse.#floribeth dalisay / the vampire diaries.#//flori feeling safe enough to share the binocular theory bye #queue.

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36monthplan · 2 years ago

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Day Zero

Tomorrow begins day one of my case study of the 36 month plan.

Over the last seven years of my life I employed inconsistent, disorganized effort towards my self improvement… and let the record shows that the results have been profoundly successful! Even with my waxing and waning level of dedication I have clearly come so very far. I’ve proven to myself that with effort change can come over the passage of time, even if one fails more than they succeed, as long as they continue to right their course time and time again.

It was largely a battle fought upstream with many exhausted stints of being swept back to where I had already been once or numerous times before. It was probably harder than it needed to be to get from where I was then to where I am now but it was the journey I needed to walk to come to this point, with this particular set of life experiences, including knowing just how hard it can be to sustain the will to keep improving in the face of the variables that live will inevitably bring our way as time passes on.

But they say that every seven years every cell in your body has been fully recycled over so that you are a fully different human than the one that existed seven years priors. I believe that to be true both on the cellular and spiritual level. I am so completely different from the Lace who walked the Earth seven years ago, though I know on some level that person was me. I am so conscious of my ability to shape my own existence with focus and effort. It’s been proven to me in both positive and negative ways and so now that I enter this next phase of my life I wish to test a more firm and resolute theory.

What if one was able to maintain a focused effort towards their self improvement and spiritual development for a period of three consecutive years?

It is my belief that one can completely reform their entire way of existence for the better in ways they cannot currently even grasp. It is beyond both their current world view and sense of self, existing behind numerous paywalls that they also cannot even yet fathom, but in the end would be so profoundly worth it.

Why three years? In truth, because three is an important number. It is the Trinity number, significant in both religious and spiritual spheres, and is a long enough time to undergo numerous consecutive season cycles with conscious reflection of the prior ones also sustained in this focused state. It’s like going to college, but this time, the only subject is self knowledge. In essence, it’s probably about how long I actually spent out of the last seven actually focused on growth. The rest were lost to regressions, pain and severely hurtful lessons that I will gladly accept with humility now that I have the realization that my experience may save so many from the time wasted on the angsty back and forth that can ensue on a spiritual development path without stability in your focus.

Pulled yourself open is some heavy stuff and doing so halfway and then leaving it that way can also be so additionally heavy stuff. I have a lot to say on all of this and we will have time to get to all of it because we are going to be together for a while if you decide to stick with me, and I sure hope you do because we are doing this for the sake of all of humanity. Every person that elevates themselves individually elevates us all collectively. It is the greatest act of love and compassion towards your fellow man to master yourself so that you may walk through the world as an example of an awakened soul.

Three years together at least, I’d say. Not even accounting for laying the foundation and after care, we will have quite a long time to get to know one another. Thirty six months, one thousand and ninety five days. This time is going to pass no matter what you choose to do with it in life. If you’re on the fence about committing, consider that it is a long time no matter what but it is especially difficult to stay conscious without an external support system which is something that became clear to me over the last five years. I’ve been pulled and pushed from the path by only my own inner compass. As dedicated as I am to my personal growth I am also human, flawed and in truth, traumatized. I have strayed and been brought back, time and time again. I do believe that if it is someone’s life path to awaken it will happen eventually no matter what but we do get to choose how difficult this whole process is or is not. We can choose if we want to use our hammer to hit nails directly or make more holes in the wall first.

If I had a companion with me as I wish for everyone in the world to have, it would’ve been a much easier road to walk, and I think my recognition for that also will lead to this producing a community for me as well that I am very much in need of after many years spent in isolation focused on my own growth. And so that is what brings me to this point. This is the birth of the creation of the 36 month plan. A guide and companion to help walk you through the path of healing, personal growth and development and an ability to overcome your vices and stand in your own power to live the life you have been sent here to experience.

It is a thrilling time to be alive at the birth of this new era of connectedness and spirituality. A global awakening is underway and those of us who have been armed with the knowledge of experience have a responsibility to shine our light outwards as a beacon for those who follow similar paths. I offer myself humbly to you as not only as a guide but a companion through the darkness. My eyes are attuned and my soul is awake. I am no complete being and I am very much still a student of this world however after seven years of committed devotion I have earned the right to say that I live my life on the permanent growth path and I invite and encourage you to do the same.

May you see the best version of yourself behind your minds eye tonight and may you recognize it as truth. You have the power to be exactly that which you envision, and your purpose for being is to overcome your hardships and enable yourself to attain it. The world is designed to hold you down and force you into servitude. Do not accept this fate. Force against any that seek to hold you down and rise up against them in full display of your strength, for you are a champion placed here by God and it is time for you to come into glory.

Lacey Tasty

9/24/23

#spiritual development #spirituality #spiritual awakening #spiritualgrowth #personal development #personal demons #overcome #complex ptsd #complex trauma

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THE MERCY CHILDREN: A COMPREHENSIVE POST. i do mention the children in lillian's connections and bio - but given their centrality to the plot that meg and i have created, i figure it's only fair to write about the children themselves. this post contains mentions of miscarriages, post-partum depression, emotional neglect, emotional abuse and adultery. please bear that in mind while reading!

ELIZABETH EUGENIA MERCY ( b. january 1824; 22 in 1846 ). elizabeth is the eldest daughter of lillian and archie - and technically their only child when counting the paternity of the younger three ( unknown to archie ). having been born after five consecutive miscarriages, lillian had expected to feel overjoyed to finally be a mother - but unfortunately ended up with extremely heavy post-partum depression; and was unable to bond with elizabeth; something that was only worsened by lillian leaving her in the care of nannies to return to social clubs, gambling dens, parties and music performances when elizabeth was only six months. lillian has never truly attempted to bond with elizabeth, and to this day, is very disconnected from her eldest daughter. elizabeth was characterized as a "difficult" child. both archie and lillian were absent ( lillian by choice; and archie was often at work or dealing with her younger, needier siblings ); and learned to become self reliant and self soothing at a young age. when that proved ineffective, she would often act out in an attempt to garner some attention ( mostly negative ) from her parents; often stealing things from her siblings ( or johanna ), stealing small sweets from shops, verbally acting out, and bullying her younger siblings. while this behaviour mellowed out as elizabeth became a teenager, she has strained relationships with her siblings as a result.

elizabeth's relationship with lillian is as equally complicated. lillian views elizabeth as the source of her ageing ( something she is not ready to accept ); and worries that having children 'robbed' her of her youth and beauty. from a young age, elizabeth was ignored by lillian - and if not ignored, pitted against her sister victoria; or compared to her brothers, who lillian has a... better relationship with. in addition, lillian often picked apart elizabeth's looks and dress the older she got; nitpicking every spot on elizabeth's face as a teenager, remarking on weight gain and loss; et cetera. as such, elizabeth's self esteem and self image is quite low; and she craves her mother's unobtainable approval in addition to resenting johanna for receiving that affection from lillian.

currently, elizabeth is engaged to the young earl of wiltshire, richard butler - the are set to marry in spring of 1846.

VICTORIA LILY MERCY ( b. march 1826; 20 in 1846 ). victoria is lillian's second child and youngest daughter; and is the eldest out of her and edward's children ( unknown to archie; known to edward ). lillian did not anticipate falling pregnant so soon after elizabeth - especially given that she had also just made a triumphant to london's social circles, and found the sudden stop to her social life ( as pregnancy was taboo in victorian england ) stifling. again, lillian suffered from [post]partum depression during and after the pregnancy; and while lillian named victoria after herself, she still felt no connection to her daughter, and did not attempt to foster any connection afterwards, deciding that there must be a 'defect' with both elizabeth and victoria. while lillian did not make an attempt to bond with victoria, archie did; and out of all four of the children, victoria is his favourite. victoria was a bright and inquisitive child; always asking questions and interested in her father's work ( and she was never far behind archie, either ). the peacemaker of the family, victoria was often pitted against elizabeth by their mother - who used victoria as a 'model' daughter despite always finding some flaw in victoria's mannerisms, hobbies, and skills. while victoria's relationship with elizabeth is strained because of this, she is closer with her youngest brother, christopher - and the two are often in cahoots with each other. the easiest of the mercy sisters, victoria was johanna's chosen playmate - and grew up alongside her despite being a couple years older than her - though given turpin's wishes/plans, victoria never became a companion to johanna, and johanna did not become a companion to victoria as they matured.

as for victoria's relationship with lillian, victoria has been constantly ridiculed and very rarely praised by her mother since she was a child - like her elder sister, she has low self worth and is extremely critical of herself, and often doubts her achievements and goals. in addition, much like elizabeth, victoria also faced ridicule for any flaws in her appearance; with lillian comparing victoria to herself often and in a negative light; for in lillian's eyes, victoria ( and by extension, elizabeth ) will never live up to her, their mother. lillian claims that archie has spoiled victoria and made her to meek and self-critical, archie claims she is too harsh on the girl - victoria does not know who to believe; but she does wish that her mother was kinder to her, and will spend years attempting to win lillian's approval as well.

currently, she is being courted by the eldest son of the marquess of exeter, theodore courtenay.

ALEXANDER ELIAS WILLIAM MERCY ( b. november 1827; 19 in 1846 ). alexander is lillian's third child and eldest son; and is the second of her and edward's children ( again, unknown to archie and WELL known to edward ). alexander is lillian's golden child; and easily her favourite. while upset that she was once again pregnant when she did not want to be - there was one marked difference: lillian did not suffer from post-partum depression during her pregnancy and after birth. lillian was able to easily bond with her infant son; solidifying her belief that there was something wrong with her daughters that prevented her from bonding with them in infancy. while still an active socialite, lillian was present for alexander's developmental milestones, took an extremely large interest and role in his upbringing, and oversaw and managed his early education.

given his proximity to lillian, alexander was spoilt as a child; and denied nothing ( much to archie's exasperation ); he was often prone to temper tantrums when staff and his father would refuse him, worsened by lillian who was no better - and would either berate staff until they gave in, or throw a tantrum herself until archie relented. in addition, alexander was prone to tattling and snitching on his elder sisters to lillian whenever he caught them doing anything that might be perceived as 'incorrect'. this fostered competitiveness between alexander and his sisters; as alexander was constantly rewarded with affection and praise - he, in lillian's eyes, could do no wrong; even if he defied her wishes.

now, alexander is still spoilt - and archie firmly believes that the boy is a waste. having never been denied anything and handed what he desired from his mother, alexander does not enjoy being told no ( and his sisters wonder if he even understands the word ); and after finishing school as a child, has begun to study philology ( the study of languages ) at oxford. while alexander is intelligent, he is lazy - and can often be found partying or hungover; though he is the perfect gentleman ( usually ) in his mother's presence. archie, however, has threatened to cut alexander off from the family funds if he does not shape up; and intends to force him into the british navy as a way to ensure he does. this plan, currently, is unknown to alexander - who is in the beginning stages of planning his 'continental' trip to view the cities and wonders of europe with his fellow classmates - though it will become a glorified party trip if he has anything to say about it.

CHRISTOPHER ARCHIBALD MERCY ( b. june 1829; 17 in 1846 ). christopher is the second son and youngest child; and is the last of her and edward's children ( unknown to archie; known to edward ). like the three children lillian had before him, she did not plan to have him nor did she wish to be pregnant again; finding the state of pregnancy very difficult for her to navigate. even so, the pregnancy went well enough; and she found the birth no harder than any other. and much like alexander, was able to bond with christopher as an infant; and took great pride in ensuring his education and upbringing were the best that money could buy.

given lillian's ability to bond with christopher - and that he is her youngest child - christopher is the baby of the family; and receives the most amount of attention and affection from lillian, much to the upset of his elder brother, who was used to having lillian's attention and praise to himself. the brothers did not and continue to not get along; having vastly different personalities and aspirations. christopher, much like his sister victoria, was a quiet child who turned into a quiet adult; studious and eager to please. archie, having failed with alexander, also made sure to stay present with christopher; providing a much more stable foundation for christopher to grow up upon than his brother. christopher enjoyed closeness with both of his parents; and upon turning fifteen, he declared that he wished to follow in archie's footsteps and attend oxford law; going on to become a lawyer and eventually a judge like his father.

christopher was always the meeker out of the two mercy brothers - something that was not lost on lillian; who found it difficult to control alexander. when archie offered to mentor christopher, lillian took the opportunity to go behind her husband's back to christopher's biological father; who had much better connections and a larger network ( due to his own unscrupulous morals ), asking him to mentor christopher, as it was the least he could do for his son ( and it is to be noted that this is the only time she has addressed any of the children as his; first and foremost, all of lillian's children are hers. ) edward agreed - and since he turned fifteen, christopher has been mentored by edward in preparation to enter oxford, and promised a place in court if he passes the barr.

christopher, however, does not enjoy his time spent with edward. archie is a man who follows the letter and spirit of the law - serving with honour and fairness. christopher finds edward lacking in all departments, and has attempted to be distanced from this mentorship to no avail. lillian, noting that her youngest is the easiest son to control, also believes that christopher is entitled to his biological father's estate; and has plans to match-make christopher to edward's ward, johanna barker - plans that remain unknown to all three of them.

#CANONS. like a house in a whirlwind; and all aboard powerless to stop it.#can you guys tell i made lillian when i was still living with my mother as a child. <3 #she's my trauma pookie.

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The Power Of Visualization

Powers Of Visualizations

Have you ever experienced daydreaming, where you just let your mind escape from the task at hand? Most of the time you daydream about what could be. Well, this is similar to visualization –the only difference is that daydreaming just happens; it is you allowing your unconscious mind to do whatever it want. Visualization is more of a conscious action, with structure and intention. The secret to a successful visualization is to fuel your image with all your five senses to make your image come to life, where you are fully entrenched in your feelings. Visualization plays a crucial role in most of the processes that you can use to influence and reprogram the way your unconscious mind thinks because its primary language is images.

Research shows that thoughts produce the same mental instructions as actions; mental images impact many processes in your brain, such as attention, perception, planning and memory. In other words, the brain sees no difference between the thought of an action and a real action. When you perform an action, some specific neural pathways are being stimulated and specific chemicals are being produced. The same physiological changes happen when you visualize yourself performing that action.

Mind and Body Connection

The mind and body connection is the link between thoughts and behaviors that allows you to use visualization to improve every aspect of your life. That’s why visualization is so important in practicing manifestation, where you can create whatever you dream about in your mind.

With practice, you can achieve what your mind can conceive.

If you realized how powerful your thoughts are, you would never think a negative thought again. You may not consciously have taken this on, but your unconscious mind is awake 24/7 and is always eavesdropping on your internal dialogue.

Deepak Chopra talks about the mind and the body in parallel universes. Anything that happens in the mental universe must leave tracks in the physical one. The cells in your body react to everything your mind says; your immune system will be brought down if negative thoughts take over your introspection.

Begin With the End in Mind

Stephen Covey talks about beginning with the end in mind to start with a clear understanding of your destination. It means to know where you are going so that you better understand where you are now and so that the steps you take are always in the right direction.

Successful visualization is to have the end in mind; you should visualize the end goal and not the process. The end goal should be pictured in as many details as possible, including all the senses:

What am I seeing?

What am I hearing?

What am I feeling?

What can I smell?

What can I taste?

The stronger the feelings, or the sensation of your visualization – the stronger your belief.

Repeat, Repeat, Repeat…

Your unconscious mind will accept the thoughts that you repeatedly practice, and over time it will accept them changing your mindset accordingly. This is how you create new habits or transform old habits and actions. Allow yourself to repeat 21 days consecutively, without missing one day!

This creates new neural pathways, new circuits in your brain and brings you into contact with new people, situations and circumstances. Thoughts are enriched with a creative power that designs your life and attracts to you what you think about.

This doesn’t mean that all your thoughts will come to fruition, only the ones that are fueled with emotion, the thoughts that are focused, well defined and repeated. By changing your thoughts and mental images, you change your reality and reshape your world.

Associate with Your Image

When you constantly focus on an image in your mind, every cell in your body is involved in that image. You vibrate and resonate with everything that is in harmony with that frequency, both on a physical and non-physical level. This frequency moves you towards the image; it moves everything that is needed towards you, for the creation of the desired image.

Visualization is simple — take five minutes out of your day to manifest. Close your eyes and imagine exactly what you would be looking at if the dream you have were already realized. Imagine being inside of yourself, looking out through your eyes at the ideal result. Remember to make your image come to life, use all your senses and be vivid with your colors and exactly what you want to be as part of your picture.

If you make this part of your daily routine, you will be amazed at how much improvement you will see in your life. Visualization is also a great way to identify what is going on in your unconscious mind – your outside world is a mirror image of the inside and hidden mental world.

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A list of things Rex has said at some point that he never thought he would be saying:

• Sure, go ahead, stick the thermometer into an electrical socket.

• Don’t feed the droids after midnight please.

• For every cricket you catch and bring to me I’ll give you a quarter. The cafeteria is having a special tonight and they need them for garnish.

• How do none of you know your multiplication tables?

• Divine intuition is not a credible source.

• I am not your blorbo, so stop calling me that.

• Please don’t compare yourself to Yoda again.

• Why are you eating a pack of ribs during training?

• Stop calling Tup your little meow meow

• We’re watching an informative video on separatist movements Hardcase, not an animated show about ponies, so stop asking when Twilight Sparkle is going to show up.

• General Skywalker isn’t a credible source either.

• That’s not a cricket, that’s a rolly polly!

• I don’t care if you’re the “better Jesus”, we are still not going to let you put a shrine in the bathroom vents.

• It doesn’t matter if your wearing “super warm gloves” Denal, touching absolute negative zero will freeze your arm.

• Being a Sagittarius has nothing to do with your ability to properly handle an assault rifle.

• As I said in the announcements today, experimental cheese making in the barracks is banned, especially the chocolate, soda and meat kinds. Any trooper suspected of illegal cheese making will be investigated and if found guilty the punishment will be entertaining Hardcase nonstop for 6 consecutive days.

• I have an idea, let’s stop talking about the biochemical habits of flesh.

• I didn’t care for that warty green lady in the movie with the cyclone and overweight chihuahua. But that being said, Echo you still look like the tin man.

• Do not keep the live crabs just out and about, put them back in the mess hall fridges please.

• For the last time I don’t give a shit about the industrial revolution and it’s consequences, just put deodorant on damn it!

• The gonk droids didn’t eat your paperwork I can see it sticking out of your mouth right there.

• please keep in mind that breaking the laws of thermodynamics is a highly regulated practice.

• Using flares to roast marshmallows with is never a good idea it’s a fire hazard.

• Why does it smell like Fabuloso and crayons in here?

•Ass-paragus.

• Fives, your abomination is ready!

• Wow, watching that guy transform back into a car was just what I needed, stunning, life changing, thanks Hardcase that really made my day.

• THATS WHAT SHE SAID!!!!

• Dice are not the best form on nutrition.

• Put them dogs on a leash and lock them in the kennel or something, just put socks on that aren’t missing the whole toe part Dogma.

• (about Tups zit covered forehead) Mars called they want the surface of their planet back.

•Hoooogs.

• I agree with general skywalkers plan.

• Its rice time.

• Oh shit the goose is back again lock the door!

• I wouldn’t be more surprised if i woke up tomorrow morning with my head sewn to the carpet than I am to see you right now Wolffe.

•Trapezoids are definitely not a part of the limbic system.

• This is why your not allowed to listen to Stripper Magician anymore.

• Your father thought you were so ugly he ran off with the milk man then stopped existing.

• I would send myself off to the ward but im pretty sure im already there with all of you here.

• Don’t put yourself into a quagmire trying to do all those mental gymnastics in your head Hardcase.

• You want to hear a joke? Good. A piece of string is tied into a knot. Oh you thought this was going to be funny? Im a frayed knot.

• Get it? Afraid not, a frayed knot. Get it? Get it?

#captain rex #the 501st #the 501st legion #echo #fives #commander wolffe #hardcase #tup #incorrect clone wars quotes #my post #tcw #the clone wars #the clones #the prequels #Star Wars #arc trooper #clone trooper denal #dogma

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Foolish Games Part 2

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A/N: Introducing new characters and some drama! Percy is still sexy as ever :'(.

Warnings: BJ

I woke up to a door slamming so hard it joined the symphony of my pounding headache. I groaned, hoisting myself over the back of the couch to investigate to intrusion. A brunette head of long sweeping hair rushed through the foyer, barreling towards the kitchen. A familiar mop of black hair hurried after.

Reyna was speaking so fast in Spanish my brain scrambled to keep up. I noted lots of curse words followed by a series of sentences too fast I was surprised she even knew what she was saying. Percy was answering in slow measured words, probably fighting a hangover of equal measure. I ducked behind the back of the couch, reaching for my phone plugged in on the coffee table.

It was noon. 2% battery and a couple messages from friends. Nothing from my ex thank gods. Five from Annabeth being nosey. I opened my uber app, squinting in the sunlight breaking through the cream curtains. I managed to get my driver secured.

A door slammed and I winced, peaking to check that they were in another room. I did not immediately spot my dress in the chaotic. I grimaced remembering the midnight swim. When I sat up I finally noticed the white tshirt I wore and the basketball shorts. And then I went rigid remembering what happened after the swim.

“Motherfucker,” I whispered.

Now I really had to get out of this house. I checked the arrival time of my driver. Three minutes away. Great. I made my way on shaky knees to the large wooden front door. My keys were still in the collection dish. I grabbed them quietly and turned the door handle a fraction of an inch before another door slammed open and Reyna came barreling back into the foyer, brown eyes landing promptly on my guilty ass. Behind her, Percy pursed his lips into a thin line and raised both of his hands to lay on top of his head. His biceps strained nicely against the thin t shirt.

“The fuck is this?” Reyna whispered.

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing,” I babbled.

“It’s just Noa, Rey. Gods,” Percy said.

“I can see that, Percy!” She snapped. I was glad her spear was not strapped across her back this morning. “Why is she sneaking out of my house in your clothes?”

“People were swimming last night. Her clothes got wet.”

“I’m sure the fuck they did.”

“Zeus, Rey! You ended it with me. Why does it even matter?”

“Because I still fucking love you! I’m sorry, okay?” She burst out crying and Percy instantly pulled her against his chest. The memory of being in those arms drove me out the door like a nest of hornets.

~~~~

“I’m just saying. You have nothing to feel sorry for,” Annabeth paused to sip her iced coffee. “Unless they get back together and then you sleep with him. But as of right now, you’re good. Trust me. Been on the Percy train. We’re still friends. You’ll get over it. Just a harmless rebound for both of you.”

I groaned, laying my chin on the cool metal table parked outside our favorite coffee shop positioned between our New York apartments. Just two Manhattan women enjoying their Sunday afternoon. The air was cooling as fall neared. I pulled my baseball cap closer to the top of my sunglasses.

“Should I call him?”

“Maybe tomorrow. Let him deal with his relationship drama. Reyna is a lot to deal with. Still nothing from fuckface?”

“Nope and that’s fine.”

“Good for you. We will hydrate you, get you a good dinner, hit the gym before work in the morning and then get back on our bad bitch mental track. Agreed?”

~~~~

“Good Monday, yogis,” I chirped from my desk at the corner of my studio.

The third class was beginning to trickle in and I was settling into my rhythm. Hot yoga was next and hopefully I would sweat out all the negativity I’d allowed lately. I was in the middle of emailing back a potential client when someone rapped at the wood of my desk. I glanced up to a blonde male who waved gently.

“Heya, sansei Noa,” he said.

“That’s karate. Can I help you?”

“Do you do trial classes?”

I hit send on my email and closed my laptop. The guy was built like a poser with the defined muscles and chiseled jaw but his voice was soft and tempered. He was clean shaven and dressed like a basic gym bro.

“Normally you have to schedule them beforehand because of class size,” I gave my standard answer.

“Right, my bad. Sorry. I was just passing by the front and it looked like the kind of place I needed right now. Can I go ahead and pick a date then?”

I was staring too long into his pale blue eyes, honed in on the polite response. A nice change from the daily demanding consumers. “You know what? Ive got space right now if you like? Have you ever done hot yoga?”

A brilliant white smile showcasing sharp canines. “My favorite.”

“Perfect. I just need a name, number and email to get you a file started.”

He leaned large hands on my desk. “It’s Luke Castellan.”

Before he could give the contact information, I cut him off. “Wait. I know you.” His tanned skin paled significantly.

“I…”

“You’re supposed to be dead!” I blurted out.

His eyes skated around the room and he leaned in closer. “That’s not supposed to be public knowledge. I assume you’re a demigod?”

“Luke, you trained me. We took fucking sculpting together. The Apollo table was right next to the Hermes one for fuck’s sake.”

He winced. I heard a murmuring from the rest of my class I was disturbing with my volume. I collected my shock finally. “Take a seat if you want. We should talk after class. I need to start.”

“Okay. Thank you. I’m sorry Noa.”

I waved him off and walked over to my yoga mat. I sat cross legged and drew in an even breath to smooth out my emotions.

It was a slow 30 minute class. Each pose and movement dragged on. Finally, I dismissed the group and nodded Luke outside. He was waiting on the bench outside of the studio I split renting with a few other instructors. I sat next to him, wiping sweat from my face with the towel slung over my pink sports bra.

“Alright, talk,” I said.

“Not much to say. I was given a second chance at my hearing. Here I am. Starting over.” A shrug of well-defined shoulders. The muscles flexed beneath his gleaming sweat. His red tank top stuck to his chest and stomach. “I wish I remembered you, truly. That time is such a blur in my life.”

“It’s ok. You were a lot older than me and to be honest I had a massive crush on you so I probably hid most of the time.”

A surprised smile slipped across his lips. “I’m assuming the betrayal helped you get over that?”

I laughed outloud, slapping his knee. “No shit! So where are you staying these days?”

“Just around the corner actually. Got a job at the local gym.”

“Yeah I bet the fuck you did.” I squeezed his forearm between both of my hands. I wanted to roll my eyes at me falling back into my school girl giddy at him. Betrayal of the gods aside. He was even more gorgeous than ever. The scar down his face gave him a dark sexy vibe. Like a bad boy even though he claimed he was rehabbing himself now.

“So how, did you feel about the class?”

“I mean, I’d like to sign up for it a couple times a week, that’s for sure. And I’d like to take you out to dinner to make up for not remembering a beauty like you.”

I almost bit my cheek biting out the response of “Yes!”

“You’ve got my number,” he said, chuckling quietly. “I’ve got to get to work.” He shouldered his gym bag and excused himself.

The bike back to my apartment was spent reliving my tween fantasies about bad boy Luke. I opened my apartment door and screeched seeing a man sitting at my kitchen counter. Percy turned to face me.

“You know you live in New York? You should really lock that.”

“It was!” I snapped.

A quick grin. “Yeah. But it was easy to break into.”

I dropped my bag onto the floor and brushed past him to get a protein shake from the fridge. “I have to shower and get prepared for my night classes.” I told him.

“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier.”

I shrugged. “I didn’t either.”

He paused, studying my face in the shitty lighting of the single bulb hanging between us over the counter. “Are we good, Noa?”

“Of course. What’s a little head between friends?”

“Okay…I can’t read you. Can you not play tough just for a minute?”

I chugged the shake and set the bottle down between us. I leaned my arms on the chilled counter, bun knocking against the light. “Honestly, Percy. I’m fine. We are good.”

“Reyna moved back in.”

“You’re engaged again?”

I drank from the empty bottle to give myself something to do. He watched me with those green eyes. He’d known me for far too long. He was nearly impossible to deceive, but I was determined today. The fact that I had dreamt of fucking him two consecutive nights was irrelevant if he was off the table. Even if his lips did look incredibly juicy tonight. Even if they had done near illicit things to me just nights ago.

“I don’t know. She said she wanted to work on things. And it’s her dad’s house, so I can’t ask her to go and I don’t want to go to my mom’s and admit defeat.”

“You know you could stay here, Perc.”

He worked his jaw silently, then rubbed his hands over his face. “Thanks. I do know. Even if we aren’t officially back together, I think we should work on it…” he trailed off.

“And not tell her about you eating me out?” I leaned closer because I was mean to both him and myself. Because I knew this top combined with this angle gave him a simple opportunity. And he took it.

His tongue slid out between his lips as his eyes flicked down, stayed, then dragged deliberately back up. “Probably not,” he agreed.

For a long moment neither of us said anything. He had more to lose now than me. We were no longer on equal playing fields. So, I left the ball in his court. “I’m going to go shower.”

I was done washing in the first ten minutes. The second ten was giving him a little wiggle room to decide. I had my hand on the faucet to cut off the water that was beginning to go cold when I heard the door creak open. I watched through the fogged glass, catching a hold of my breath. I watched as he tugged his shirt off. My stomach flipped over itself when he reached for his jeans. What had I done?

The opening door let in a rush of cool air, perking my skin to attention. My eyes raked unapologetically over his naked, aroused body. His dark hair quickly slicked against his stubble covered jaw. His eyes were no longer the sea green but murky like the deep water of the ocean.

“Hey,” he said quietly, cautiously.

“Hey,” I giggled, reaching out to touch his rough jaw. He winced, catching my hand with his. “We probably shouldn’t kiss again.”

“Sure, whatever you want, Percy. What can I do to you?”

He groaned, turning his mouth into my palm, scraping teeth against the vulnerable skin. “Touch me,” he said.

My free hand instantly planted against his chest, scraping at the muscle. His eyes fluttered closed, head tilting back to expose his throat. I slid my other hand into his thick hair, tugging it tightly between my fingers and pulling to grant myself more access to the strong column of his neck. I bit it first, backing him into the tiled wall when he shuddered. I kissed over the reddening skin and moved my hands to his flat stomach, feeling the shuddered breaths beneath my touch.

“Like this?” I asked.

His reply was unintelligible. I kissed down his chest, moving my hand lower still as I went. When my fingers brushed over the v-line of his hips, I shifted my route away from the center and to his thighs. An annoyed grunt escaped his lips. “Hush,” I scolded, getting my knees under me. The now cold water was hitting the back of my neck and flowing down my body. I placed my hands on the inside of both his thighs, trailing them upwards and upwards until he nearly contorted when I gripped him. He let out a scandalous string of curses that quickly turned to moaning silence when I took him into my mouth.

He unraveled in minutes and I let him cum all over the breasts I had teased him with earlier. I rose in front of him, my own rosy cheeks mirroring his. “Now we’re even.”

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