#poweful affirmations

[itsjustvane]

Some powerful affirmations

Say these affirmations every day and see what happens.

I deserve much more than I can imagine.

My dreams are coming true.

I love the life I'm creating.

Everything I want wants me more.

I have the power within me to make anything happen.

[lolitalovess]

thinking about loser vi with a mean reader. oh my god i am about to BUST (rec from anon, nsfw under cut)

loser vi who is absolutely unbelievably broke (maybe from the ridiculous amount of money she's spent on funko pops, sims 4 game passes, the expensive ass eye shadow pallets she has (and will also buy for her baby sis) because she will absolutely never leave the house without a smoky eye, her belt collection (that you'd tie her hands with WHAT WHO SAID THAT), the vintage comic books she likes to collect (basically just anything interesting to her WILL lead to bad financial decisions. especially you.)

loser vi who's love language is physical touch with a little bit of gift giving and words of affirmation. will buy you anything just because she wants to (but not flowers, she'd make a bouquet herself by picking flowers she sees on her walks). just out of pure love. she thinks with her heart (cannon), she appreciates you and loves you and she wants you know that.

you two go thrifting together. you see a mini skirt or a flannel you like. you go up to her and ask for it (the same way she asks you to buy some fuckass spiderman boxers from target), and she cannot say no. you're her collar.

loser vi who likes tea. black tea. and colouring those colouring in books with markers and art pencils she borrowed from pow. and shed a good cook. makes lethal spaghetti.

loser vi who thinks you're so alluring. your style. the way you think at different times during the day. the music you like. the way you respond to people during arguments. how many blankets and pillows you like to sleep with. the way you get ready for the day. the piercings and tats you already have, and the ones you want to get. the way you wake up. your interests (bonus points if you have the same ones as her).

loser vi who would try to tease you herself throughout the day by wrapping her arms around your waist from behind, her hips pushing up against your ass a little more than it normally would with a normal hug, being all confident and saying something like "you're gonna be a good girl for me later, right?"

and you are so incredibly unbothered. and she absolutely loses her shit when you do this to her first chance you get, biting down on her bottom lip and giving you those needy puppy eyes when you rut your foot in between her thighs.

loser vi who is naked, face down ass up later that day without you doing anything to her and you're still fully clothed sitting next to her. she's begging for you to touch her when she hides her pink dusted cheeks in her hands and pillows, her pussy so wet that she's sure she can feel it smeared on her thighs.

loser vi who loves 69, especially when she's ontop with her ass in the air for you to grope and slap, moaning with her tongue pressed flat against your cunt when you do.

loser vi who would bark like she wants it. pls tell me someone gets this.

loser vi who, when it gets to a certain point of teasing from you would start crying, hands cupping her face and wiping away her tears with your thumbs and leaning your head down a little bit to kiss her. you won't slow with your thrusts, of course you won't, because she's just so cute when you're fucking her with your strap and you won't let her cum, the whimpers and moans she lets out being one of your favourite things ever.

loser vi who will beg to eat you out. mentioned this in a past post, she likes hiding her whole head under your skirt when she eats you out (this is for more of a fem reader sorry), she just finds it so sexy when you finally let her after you make her wait for so long, licking at your pussy like it's her favourite sport. it is.

loser vi who gets so frustrated when you ride her in reverse cowgirl, the harness of the strap brushing against her clit in a way that makes her uselessly whine in protest. she knows she can't touch you in any way, knows she can't slap your ass or grab your waist and hips or thrust her hips up to meet you or whatever the fuck because she knows she'll get introuble by you. not that she already isn't.

loser vi who likes taking you to the 7/11 that's 5 minutes away from her (parents) house after sex (or whenever, really), lowk melting into your touch when you kiss her in the middle of buying slushies and rainbow sour strips♡!!

sorry this isn't a fic i couldn't find it in me to write one. i fear she has risen my standards to beyond heaven. this is so ass. loser vi who is such a loser. that's it. there's nothing else to put.

[bcolfanfic]

hiii you guys want another blue ticket fic blurb here’s brady and his little friend he meets in the brig. heavily inspired by coming out under fire, a guy that interviewed used rebecca as a drag name in his brig <3

“You ever seen the movie Rebecca?” Bec asked suddenly. He was peeling at his bottom lip with one finger, a fleck of skin catching between his nails before he flicked it to the ground. His voice was softer now, light, like he was trying to coax a skittish animal into staying still.

Johnny pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek. It was Mary who’d dragged him along to see it, wasn’t it? She’d made him lie to their mama about where they were going and say they were off to Road to Singapore.

The memory was hazy now.

“Don’t think he wants to talk to you, Bec,” a voice muttered from the cot against the far wall.

Bec waved him off without even looking.

“Ignore him,” he said, a faint grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “One of those crazy sleep-talkers.” He continued, expression expectant.

Right, his question.

An affirmative hum seemed to be enough for Bec, who relaxed slightly, his shoulders easing against the wall.

"You know how they call her that whole long thing? The lovely and ever gracious Rebecca de Winter," He said. "That's what my buddy would call me, the whole thing- never anything less than that mouthful."

“Did-" Johnny started and the word caught in his throat. He swallowed and tried again. “Did your, uh, your buddy,”

“Did he get picked up too?” Bec finished for him. “Sure did. 's why my sorry ass is here."

He'd snitched. Johnny completed in his head, hairs on the back of his neck feeling scratchy. The next thought that proceeded was Benny and he swallowed thick, digging the toe of his boot into the wall.

"It doesn't sit right with me to be angry at him," Bec continued after a minute without prompting, and Johnny figured from the way his voice shook that wasn't completely true. "Y’know? He did what he had to. Wasn't a POW- didn't have the frame of reference to see how this," he gestured toward the walls, "really isn’t so bad, all things considered. Would be a different story if Eisenhower was callin’ up General Homma for pointers,"

Homma. Johnny frowned, the name rolling around in his mind until it landed. Bataan.

Bec didn’t say it, not outright, but with the way his voice had gone rougher on the edges Johnny didn’t need to ask. He let the silence stretch out and Bec broke it first, fingers tugging at his bottom lip again.

“So," He started, tone cautious. "You were over in Europe, huh?

“Yeah,” Johnny mumbled, picking at an already torn cuticle. “Sat the last half of it out in a stalag.”

“Rough spot.” Bec said simply.

Johnny bobbed his head from one side to another, chewing at the inside of his cheek again.

“Not as rough as Bataan,” He said low before he could think better of it, and the corner of Bec's mouth twitched.

“Ain’t a contest, kid,” he said, letting out a dry chuckle. “Least we weren’t marchin’ through snow.”

Johnny looked down again, his jaw tight.

Bec leaned forward, his elbows digging into his knees, his hands dangling loosely between them. “You figure you’d rather be there than here?” he asked, his voice low.

Johnny opened his mouth, then closed it, and Bec leaned back, gaze drifting towards the bars.

“Hell, I’d probably pick a German stalag over this mess too, if I didn’t know better,” Bec said, quieter. “But the thing is, it ain’t just about the place. It’s about who’s got the keys.” He paused, his jaw tightening slightly. “These bastards don’t care about keeping the game going. Just as easy for ’em to smash all the pieces and pretend the board was never there to begin with.”

[aspoonofsugar]

Do you think Adam will come back as a demon, having to redeem himself? It kind of feels like that's where the few hints at smth deeper going on with him are going.

Hi!

I mean, there is this:

As Charlie and Emily sing about amoral angels staying in the sky, the focus is on Adam and he looks very triggered. I also personally hope he comes back because I think his character offers great opportunities to explore others. Like Lucifer, Lute, Sera, Lilith and Charlie herself. That said, I am also okay if he is meant as a one-season villain tbh. In this case, I trust it is because the story has other plot-lines to follow. Also, it would be an hilarious call-back to his line:

A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month Gotta say, I can't wait to Come down and exterminate you

Adam, you're either right in how THE man only lives once, or you are so wrong and Charlie is so right, that you yourself get a second chance :P

That said, I think there is clearly more about Adam, Eve, Lilith and Lucifer's dynamic that needs to be addressed (either through Adam coming back or in other ways):

The series starts with the retelling of the myth of Eden in the form of a fairy tale. Still, it is clear that we are given only partial information.

Lucifer: Well, your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer…or the second! Bowchicka pow pow!

Sera: He was the first human soul in heaven…

It is very unclear what happened with Eve and Adam himself is judged a "virtuous soul", after his human death. Not only that, but he affirms what brought him into Heaven is:

Vaggie: reading list "Act selfless, don't steal, stick it to the man." Are you fucking serious?

Except that Adam never once acts selflessly throughout the whole season. So, I wonder if an eternity spent being spoilt in Heaven made him worse.

In short, the things I am interested in when it comes to Adam are:

If and how Heaven has changed him

His relationship with Lucifer and Lilith (Eden + his pact with Lilith)

Let's now try to analyze Adam, starting with what we have in the series.

ADAM THE ANGEL

Adam: Call me, Dickmaster.

Adam is introduced as a powerful angel and a jerkass mysoginist. Both things are important, as they tie to different conflicts:

Adam is a genocidal maniac, who mistreats everyone. Still, he is considered a virtuous soul and holds some authority in Heaven.

Adam is "the man" and is shown discriminating and dismissive towards women. According to Charlie's recount in Overture, his mysoginy might be at the very root of the conflict behind the forbidden fruit and the birth of Hell.

These two sides of Adam come together in his interactions with Charlie, who is both a demon and a woman.

1- He dismisses Charlie's ideas of redemption in his song Hell is Forever, which is full of Christian references:

'Cause it's cut and dry Fair is fair, an eye for an eye And, when all's said and done (said and done) There's the question of fun And for those of us with divine ordainment Extermination is entertainment! Guitar solo, fuck yeah!

In general, he sees himself as superior to demons because he was judged worthy of Heaven. In his mind, this makes him automatically the "good guy", while people who exhibits virtues like Charlie or Angel are still beneath him, as they are demons. In short, he has a black and white mentality:

'Cause the rules are black and white There's no use in tryin' to fight it

2- He flirts with Charlie and calls her with sexist names:

Adam: I got you again, bitch! *laughs* Fuckin' hilarious!

Not only that, but his overall characterization highligths his sexism to hilarious degrees. Some examples:

His favourite food is ribs because Eve was born from one. So, it is as if he likes "eating women up"

He leads an army of hot and lethal women, who follow his orders in battle (classical male fantasy)

He gives Vaggie the name "Vagina" and calls it "the best thing ever"

So, Adam is a combination between a zealous religious fanatic and the patriarchy. All neatly tied up with jock imagery (his tunic resembles a letterman jacket). As a result, his interactions with Charlie explore two different power dynamics:

Heaven vs Hell or to better say Hell is Forever vs A Happy Day In Hell. Is Hell a place of eternal damnation or is it a chance of redemption?

Man vs Woman - Adam is far more childish and less intelligent than Charlie, but she has to kiss his butt because he is in a role of power. As it often happens in human society.

The question is: "How can such a person be worthy of Heaven?"

SERA THE MOTHER

Sera: I thought, since I'm older It's my load to shoulder

Sera is Adam's authority figure, as she is the only one Adam shows respect for. He asks for her validation and is ashamed after disappointing her. Considering Adam was created by the angels, it is easy to infer Sera is probably the closest thing he has to a mother. This also ties with Sera's overall role in the narrative, where she is framed as a parental figure to Emily and to the other angels and souls:

Not only that, but her parenting style seems rooted in the determination to protect those in her care, no matter what:

Sera: It is my position as the head Seraphim to protect our people at all costs.

Even if she has to lie to them:

I wanted to save you, the anguish it takes to Do what was required

Or if others end up hurt in the process:

Sera: Heaven needs us, Emily. Everyone looks to us… and we can't doubt ourselves or worry about the fates of demons when we have our own souls to protect.

She keeps Emily and the rest of Heaven in a Gilded Cage and chooses to exterminate the Sinners. In a sense, she too sees the world in black and white, just like Adam. Her loved ones. All the others. This attitude is present in her relationship with Adam too, as she enables him. Some examples:

She gives Adam permission to lead the exterminations. Even if Sera thinks killing Sinners is necessary, there is no reason to entrust it to Adam, who has a very obvious grudge against Lucifer.

He lets Adam boss around the exorcists and mistreat them. Like he did with Vaggie. In general, Sera gives him no rules, if not a generic "do not embarass me" one. And even then, Adam faces no consequence after he reveals the secret.

Sera is angry at Adam's cruelty towards Charlie and reproaches him for targeting the Hazbin Hotel. Still, this is all she does. She could have stopped Adam from attacking the hotel. And yet, she only makes a single remark.

In general, Sera gives Adam free reign and even fulfills all his cruellest requests. This is made clear during Charlie and Adam's questioning.

Since the beginning, Charlie is set up to lose and the seating arrangement shows it. Sera and Emily are at the very top, as they are the judges. Below them there is the jury and then there are the two sides. Still, Charlie and Adam are not at the same level. Adam is higher, while Charlie is at the very bottom.

Sera sustains Adam's petty objection:

Adam: Objection, lame and unoriginal. Sera: Sustained. No further dictionary references please.

But she is about to refuse Charlie's request and only agrees to it because of Emily:

Charlie: Angel will make good decisions, come on! We have to keep watching! Please? Sera: sighs Yeah, I don't know. Emily: Yeah, let's give him a chance. Sera: Very well, the court will allow it.

Finally, when Adam reveals Vaggie's secret (which is irrelevant to the matter at hand), Sera allows it to happen:

She is the one projecting Vaggie's angelic shadow on the wall. Once again she enables Adam's cruelty, instead of stopping it.

in short, Adam is a person who ascends to Heaven, but once there he spends millenias without anyone questioning or disagreeing with him. All his self-serving fantasies are fulfilled and he is never punished nor called out. As a result, he clearly becomes complacent and grows worse:

Lucifer: So, this is what you been up to since Eden? Gotta say, you've really let yourself go, buddy.

Lucifer's taunt mostly references Adam's physique. Still, this is metaphorically true for Adam's soul, as well. In the end, Adam regresses in Heaven, instead of evolving. Moreover, he never addresses nor solves the key event, which defined his life.

LUCIFER AND LILITH

Adam: You judging me? You're the most hated being in all of creation!

Adam's sense of self is clearly warped by what(ever) happened in Eden. Specifically, he is hurt that both his relationships with Lilith and Eve ended up badly (apparently). This is why:

He overcompensates by being overly masculine. He insists he is THE MAN and keeps blubbering about his love adventures. And yet, he has still no wife, that we know of.

He projects his own feelings on Lilith and Lucifer, to the point that thousands of years later, he chooses "messing their home", as his hobby. Specifically, he tries to steal Lilith away (through their deal) and to make Lucifer as miserable as possible ( which is why the King of Hell sends Charlie to meet Adam at the very beginning - he doesn't want to deal with the Exorcist).

This behavior is mirrored in how he treats the Princess of Hell too.

On the one hand Adam associates what he considers Charlie's positive traits with Lilith:

Adam: To think someone as worthless as you landed Lilith's little hottie. 'Grats on that I guess.

On the other hand Adam links what he believes to be Charlie's negative traits with Lucifer:

Adam: Risking your immortal life for sinners? That's some crazy shit, even for Lucifer's brat!

So, it is implied he still wants Lilith and despises Lucifer. These emotions are mirrored in his design, specifically his horned mask:

The horns ironically show that Adam was cheated on by (both?) his wife(s)

The horns give him a demonic-like appearance, which may be just another way Adam tries to appear more badass than what he is. All while trying to look more like a demon (Lucifer) to begin with

In other words, Adam is nothing, but a man scorned. Even moreso he is a person, who deep down could never really like himself. Hence why he chooses to wear a mask 24h/24h. Adam wants to be either a Demon or a God, but deep down he is just the Man. Ironically, this is what he could never truly accept about himself.

ADAM- A MAN

In the final fight, Adam is unmasked and we get a glimpse of his real self. What is he like? His design is far more average and human-like than other angels and demons. It is even inspired by his real voice actor, apparently. Why is that so? Because deep down Adam is no-one special. He is just a dude. He is the man. Not even that. He is a man. A person.

Sadly, though, he refuses this truth and tries to be more:

Adam: I started everything on Earth! All of mankind came from these fucking nuts! You all should be worshipping me, you ungrateful, disgusting, fucking losers-

He tries to be God and in this way he becomes worse than a Demon. He dies pathetically, after refusing mercy:

Adam: No… you don't get to end this! I'm fucking Adam! I'm the fucking man, and you're just some fucking clown or something!

He sees Lucifer as his enemy, but the King of Hell barely registers his presence and only considers him in relation to Charlie. His true opponent turns out to be a small woman of low status. And even she barely considers him as someone worthy of her attention.

And yet, Adam is still a man and he shows humanity in death:

Lute: NOOOO! Sir! Sir! Stay with me sir! ADAM!

Lute is his one genuine bond and probably the only person who earnestly makes him happy.

If only he could have pursued his humanity, he might have not turned into a monster. He might have developed a healthier sense of self and could have become happier. Instead, he could never love himself for being just a man and has spent eternity trying to be someone different.

HEAVEN ISN'T MEANT TO SUCK A LOT

Adam embodies the anti-theme.

Charlie thinks that everyone can redeem themselves:

Charlie: If I can show them the dream I've dreamed That any soul can change! Then they will know everyone can be redeemed From the evil to the strange!

Adam thinks nobody truly can:

'Cause Hell is forever Whether you like it or not Had their chance to behave better Now they boil in the pot

Charlie tries to grow into her own person:

Gotta come into my own Gotta come into my throne Gotta take charge and defend my only home

Adam turns himself into an idol:

The golden exorcists bring to mind the golden calf from the Bible.

Charlie thinks happiness and beauty can be found even in Hell:

I can hear all their stories The lost and displaced And I know that they're more of an acquired taste But if I open the door and I give them a place At my Hazbin Hotel It'll be a happy day in Hell!

Adam can't find happiness and beauty in Heaven and his only source of joy is knowing others suffer more than him:

Fuckin' Hell is forever And it's meant to suck a lot!

And yet, Hell might be meant to suck a lot, but Heaven shouldn't:

St. Peter and Emily: 'Cause every single day in Heaven is a happy day Welcome to Heaven

Still, Heaven could not make Adam happy. And if Heaven can't make its own people happy, then what is the point of such a Kingdom?

Sera: It's your position to keep them happy and joyful. Emily: How can I bring joy when I now know we are bringing misery to thousands of innocent people?

Adam is a character that embodies Heaven's problems, not only because he is an evil monster, but even moreso because he is an unhappy and unsatisfied man.

Here are my two cents on him :D We'll see if he comes back and manages to get some development!

Thank you for the ask!

[starfirewildheart]

Scars and Souvenirs 

Chapter 2

Summary: Sy and his lady both retire from the army but not before tragedy befalls Sy. He slowly tries to adjust to life again on their ranch.

Pairing: Sy / OFC

Word count: 2,324

Rating: NO MINORS, NSFW under cut. Police yourself please, mentions of war, being a POW, death and animal abuse. A little more detail in this one. More abused animals rescued all happy endings I promise.

Sy texted Debbie for the tenth time. His Ma was still talking and didn't look to be slowing down anytime soon and he didn't want her doing all the work herself.

Sy: Sugar, come back to the house. Ma's still ramblin' a mile a minute and showing no signs of slowin' down. Got steaks marinating for dinner. We can put the round bales out tomorrow and I'll help you finish brushin' everyone down then.

Deb: You spend time with your mom. I got dis! I have one more thing to do and then I'm comin' to the house. I haven’t been alone all day anyway. I have a friend.

Sy: oh?

(Not my dog or my pic)

Deb: she said you better have some steak for her too!

"Austin, are you listening to me?" Sara Syverson scolded.

"Sorry," he told her sheepishly. " I'm trying to get Deb to stop for the day. She's been out there for hours."

"Well honey it's hard work taking care of animals, she needs to know that."

Sy's eyebrows shot up to his hairline. "What?"

"This animal rescue stuff is all her idea. She's spending your money and using you as a workhorse," she fussed. She loved her son and it broke her heart to see him used like this.

"Wait just a minute here, ma. I don't know what you're going on about but you are very wrong! This ranch was my dream and I asked her to join me.  When we heard about the horses being abused and sold for meat we BOTH wanted to rescue them, not just her." He moved to sit by her on the soda and took her hand. "I don't know why you don't like her or what's going on with you but you're blaming her for things that aren't her fault."

"You are with her 24/7. Is it too much to ask that you spend some time with your momma?" 

Sy cringed, "No of course not. I'm sorry," he hugged her as he tried to blink the tears from his eyes. "I never realized," his breath caught in his throat. "I'll do better, I promise."

The screen door banged open and Aika came bounding in jumping up on Sy sensing his anxiety. Debbie came in a few seconds later. "Wheew it's hot out there." She stopped in her tracks as she picked up on the heaviness in the room. "Is everything ok?" 

"Yea," Sy got up and hugged her. "We've just been catchin' up." She gave him a concerned look but didn't push. "Will you fix your famous potatoes for the grill before you take a shower sugar?"

Deb laughed. "Are you trying to say I smell, Sir?" She teased as she headed to the kitchen squeaking when he playfully smacked her ass.

"Ya reek sugar," he smirked as he got the foil out for her.

She could feel Sara's eyes on her as they moved around the kitchen, perfectly attuned to each other without even having to speak. She scrubbed her hands good then put some butter in a dish to melt in the microwave before moving to the sink to scrub the potatoes. Once that was done she retrieved the melted butter and started tearing off sheets of foil for each one. Brushing the potatoes all over with the butter  she then sprinkled them with sea salt, Italian herbs, garlic and onion powder then wrapped them all up tightly. "You sure that's all you want me to do?"

"Affirmative, get outta here." He smacked her ass again then grabbed her wrist and pulled her flush against him kissing her when she started to walk away. He took advantage of her soft gasp and deepened the kiss exploring her mouth and getting lost in the feeling of her pressed tight against him. They both nearly jumped out of their skin when his mom's voice rang out loudly. Deb hid her flushed face against his neck.

"It's getting late. Shouldn't you be starting dinner?" Sara sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm gonna go clean up," She said, still blushing wildly. She didn't miss the disapproving look Sara shot her as she rushed out of the room.

~~~~~~♡~~~~~~

Sy watched as Deb flopped face first across the bed still fully dressed. He toed off his boots and laid down on his back beside, her resting his hand on her ass. 

" Mmmmm mmmmhm hummm." He laughed, "can't understand you with your face smashed in the mattress sugar." She turned her face toward him. "Your mom hates me"

"No, it's not you sugar, it's me. She's not been the same since I got stateside," he shrugged. "Guess her baby boy is too broken now." If the word 'D'fuq??' had a face Debbie was using it on him now and he couldn’t help the big belly laugh that escaped him.

"Austin Lee Syverson, that woman loves you more than life itself." She got to her hands and knees and straddled him pressing soft kisses on his lips and jaw. "And you, my love, are not broken. You are handsome, loving, passionate, strong, a leader, a hero." She punctuated each word with a kiss or a nip to his neck as she reached under his shirt and lightly ran her nails over his chest and stomach.

"Fuck", Sy moaned as she ground her core against his now hard bulge. "Way too many clothes," he growled before quickly stripping them both. This time he crawled on top of her with a wicked grin. He kissed his way down her body only stopping when he reached her shaved mound. "Mine," his growl was possessive. Since his return he was extremely possessive of her and didn't want anyone else even near her. He wanted the world to know she was his so he had started marking her by sucking or biting places and today it would be here.

He bent her legs and pushed them up to her chest, opening her beautiful flower to him. "So wet for me sugar. Look at you, already clinching, needing my cock."

"Please Sy," She mewled as she bucked up trying for his touch.

He quickly thrust three fingers knuckle deep into her while taking his left hand and exposing her hidden pearl before diving in and licking and sucking it.

"Oh fuck! Sy!" She circled her hips thrusting against his hand and mouth seeking that pleasure starting to build in her belly. The scruff on his face was leaving beard burn but she didn’t care Sy's mouth was a national treasure and the way he used suction and even a light scraping of teeth could make her cum in an instant. "Oh god!" She reached down and pushed his face harder against her throbbing pussy fucking up against his face until she cum with a scream, her body clenching and quivering, her legs shaking. As the throb started to die down she felt Sy's teeth sink in gently against her bare mound marking her causing her to his and yelp.

He licked the mark he'd made to soothe the ache before placing a kiss on the red mark already forming then crawled back up her body. "Mine."

"Only yours, always," She pulled him into a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue.

He kept her legs hitched up by his arms and rubbed his cock over her still sensitive folds before he started pressing inside her. They both moaned at the sensation."So fuckin' tight. Your body is made for me, sugar. Fits like a fuckin glove."

Debbie clinched around him as he filled her almost to full, the final push making her feel like she was going to burst leaving her panting. "So big baby. So full." She was beyond the ability to string words together at this point much less form sentences.

Always the best at what he does, Sy moved slowly at first. Slow, languid thrusts while he circled his hips. After her third orgasm clamped down on him he couldn’t hold back any more and started pounding into her. The sounds of skin slapping against skin, the wet sound of her juices leaking out around him and the cock drunk look of bliss on her face and he felt his balls start to draw up tight and his dick swell even more. "One more sugar. Give me one more. I wanna feel you milking me when I cum!" Reaching between them he started rubbing her clit and soon they were both falling apart crying out each other's names as he collapsed on top of her. He laid there a minuet before slipping out of her and rolling to his side pulling her against him. "I love you."

Deb snuggled to his side and pressed a kiss to his chest. "Love to Sy."

~~~~~~♡~~~~~~

A few days had passed and things were normal on the ranch. Deb had been researching an upcoming auction while Sy was trying to find a home for a mare and her foal that were ready for a family. "The Winston's are going to take them," he smiled happily.

"That’s wonderful. Their little girl will have a ball with the foal."

He walked over to her desk and sat on the edge of it. "Any prospects? "

"A few, sadly. There are a lot of rumors about a stallion that was beaten and abused to the point no one could even approach him then left uncared for. I read that his hooves are so overgrown they are curled around his feet."

"Damn," he shook his head. "I'll have the farrier and the vet on stand-by for Friday morning. Hopefully we can get him calm enough to give him some help right away."

"Sometimes I just really hate people."

He kissed the top of her head and hugged her.  "There are a few good ones out there still."

"So What you're saying is I can't break 'em all and make' em snap like glow sticks or push 'em down the stairs like slinkies?" She asked innocently. 

He flashed his crooked grin. "Just a few of the many reasons I love ya."

"Life will never be boring with me."

"That’s for damn sure," he chuckled. "Do we have everything we need in case this storm front is as bad as they think it's gonna be?" It was that season where bad weather could knock the power for days due to floods, wind and debris and they were calling for a bad one to start late tonight or early in the morning. 

"Animal's food and backup water supply is safely stored and ready. Aika had plenty of food and treatos. I stocked up on food and supplies for us yesterday and incase shit really hits the fan we gave the lovely MRE's hidden in the closet." They both cringed at the thought. "We filled the sandbags and got them ready the day before yesterday and we picked up three gerri cans of fuel for the generators. We are about as set as we are gonna be." She could see the crease between his brows and that he was chewing at his bottom lip which were all warnings of anxiety building in him. She reached over and put her hand on his thigh giving it a gentle squeeze. "You worried sweetheart?"

He took her hand in both of his. She could always tell if even the slightest thing was off with him. She and she alone was the reason that he made it through his POW recovery and the loss of his men. She spent weeks just holding him while he screamed and cried fighting tortures who were no longer there physically but in his mind were electrocuting him, beating him, breaking his bones, stabbing him, burning him, trying to drown him and killing his men and torturing them in front of him because he was an officer and they wanted information. He shook the thoughts from his mind when he felt her hands on his face and saw her standing in front of him. "No, I'm not worried about the storm sugar."

"Then what's going on up here? " She softly tapped his forehead. 

"Ma needs me to come by and put some sand bags by her back door and put the shutters on her windows."

"Ok." She wasn't sure why he'd be upset by that. "I'll grab my shoes."

"She wants me to come alone."

Ah, there it was. Sy hadn't spent more than 20 minutes without Debbie where she could get to him quickly since he landed in Germany.  She was his anchor. According to the army shrink, just the same way that sounds, smells and other things could trigger PTSD her voice, her scent and her touch helped ground him and pull him back. "I can go and wait in the truck," She offered.

He pressed his forehead against hers. "No. It's just Ma's place right? What could possibly happen to trigger me there? Besides, I've not had a flashback in months. I'll be fine."

He tried to sound convincing but she could tell he felt anything but. Protectiveness told her to demand to go with him but she knew she couldn't. Sy was a grown man making astounding strides in recovery and she had to show him her faith in him. She smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "I'm a text or call away if you need anything." 

He gave her a kiss and a hug before calling for Aika and heading to his moms.

@shellyshellshell

@enchantedbytomandhenry

[norbezjones]

Bez Reviews Independent Books 2: To Wield The Darkest Night

Hey everyone!  I wanna do little reviews/writeups for the independently-published books I find on itch.io, and so, here I am.  I want to review one book every month or two (or quicker, if I’m lucky); it’ll get me reading more, and get authors who often go without feedback some thoughts on their work!  I think it’ll be cool for everyone!

If you want your book reviewed, the only requirement I have is that it’s hosted on itch.io.  Even if itch is just one of many places you can get the book, I want to review books that have a home there at least.  Feel free to get in touch with me with your books—I’m @NorbezJones on Twitter (I refuse to call it X), Bluesky, Pillowfort, Threads, Instagram, and Tumblr; I’m norbez2.0 on Discord.

Looking forward to seeing your books! <3

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I’m back, and sooner than expected!  Today I’m reviewing To Wield The Darkest Night by Beau Van Dalen, which is a medieval fantasy book I was looking forward to for quite some time.  It’s about a transmasc apothecary named Sol who is seeing a handsome knight in his dreams—then, the knight (named Yohan) shows up IRL asking for Sol to help cure the king with a potion!  Sol & Yohan set off on this quest, and end up falling in love along the way.

This review contains light spoilers and discusses adult topics!  Minors, stay out!

The story definitely came across to me as a wish fulfillment type of tale.  Yohan is perfect boyfriend to Sol: he’s affirming & accepting of Sol’s transness, advocates for his boyfriend whenever he can, and is a wonderful lover in bed.  It’s not “totally realistic” or whatever, but it doesn’t have to be—when being transmasc is tough (I’m transmasc, if you didn’t know), sometimes you need a babygirl knight in a book to tell you that you deserve to take up space.

That’s especially important for Sol, who is struggling to be out as himself at the start of the book, and also has a lot of trauma thanks to a past mentor.  I related strongly to both of those things, and I thought they were depicted with great care.  Yohan basically demonstrates how one should act towards someone with that baggage.

Existence is a theme woven in throughout the book.  There are multiple times where the line “He [Sol] exists,” is said, usually to emphasize a moment when Sol’s transness is affirmed.  Sol refers to being out & open about his transness as “finally existing”.  And the book ends like this:

“And in the darkness the world has never been this bright—between their sweat-soaked skin, glowing orange under the flicker of candlelight in the room there is warmth, and they exist. “Finally, they exist. “They exist. They exist. They exist.”

To exist as you are as a queer person is a blessing like no other, and it is a blessing Yohan gives Sol.  Through Yohan’s affirmation & love, Sol gains the courage to be who he is, to finally live instead of just survive.

I’ll touch on the sex scenes briefly.  There’s a beautiful arc within the sex scenes as Sol lets Yohan explore more of his body, and the two experiment in bed, all while growing closer to one another.  You can also feel the desire they have for each other oozing off of the words on the page.  Their love is absolutely potent.

If I had any complaints about the book, well, the beginning is a little rocky.  There’s lots of information dumped on the reader in the beginning—quick bursts of info, like pow pow pow!  It can be a bit overwhelming.

I also wish the book dwelled more on the dreams Sol had about Yohan.  I would have like to see what exactly Sol’s visions of the knight were, instead of being told about them in passing.  We are told that the dreams grip Sol’s mind, but are never shown the exact contents.

But those are minor nitpicks about what is otherwise a very beautiful book.  Honestly, the book feels sacred in a way, a beautiful tale of transmasc affirmation and undying love.  I really loved it, and definitely recommend it.

If you want to read To Wield The Darkest Night, you can purchase it here on itch.io, or go here for other ways to buy it.  Go get it!  Please!

Thanks for reading! Please look forward to the next review!

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[stawpny]

AUGH

1989 TAYLORS VERSION SOUNDS SO GOOD

SHE DID HARRY SO DIRTY 😭 (I don’t even like harry styles)

Anyways, it’s been a while!

ya ya

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-NV, CA, NY: insomniacs, gay, and serve 24/7. Nevada forces them to wear dresses, having their own fashion show at 2 in the morning! It’s not like they are going to sleep.

-New York and California definitely go out in the middle of the night to wherever. They could just walk around a scenic area holding hands while telling each other stupid things that happened that day, making the other laugh.

-New York and New Jersey are insufferable on long car rides. They could just talk to each other like no one else is in the car (they wish to unhear these things) or just have a screaming match across the car while Connecticut is in the middle. After they shut up they just shoot angry glares at each other.

-When one of the states are upset, Mass will just yell words of affirmation at them, New York will sit down next to them and just give them little tiny trinkets that he has in his pockets, New Jersey will actually try to talk to you, and Connie would too, but in a more effective way. Nevertheless, they care, but they all have their different ways.

-NY/CA = Black Cat/Golden Retiver (I might’ve said this already, but idk)

-New York will just point to anything and just say, “this is me if you even care” and it’s usually something really stupid. (self insert!! 😭)

-he has big blue/green eyes that stare into your soul. California has light brown eyes which also stare directly into your soul, but less so since York has the “blue eye stare”.

-overprotective Massachusetts>>>>>>

-York was a POW during the revolution, as we all know. I can imagine how distraught NJ, CT, and MA were on his birthday, or just thinking of him in general since they thought for sure that he was dead. (his birthday would technically be when he was like found, but I’m just gonna say July 26th [his statehood day])

-apparently, the Dutch brought cookies, pancakes, waffles, and other foods to the US. I can just imagine York first introducing cookies to the other states.

-called Mass, ‘massa’ when they were younger. Or sometimes just ‘chusettes’. he could never pronounce the whole word.

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Can you tell I’m running out of ideas???

anyways, I hope you liked this

I will have better ones next time I swear

Ily guys!

[itsjustvane]

The universe never says no

It either says yes, not now or I got something better in the store for you.

[angelo-tiger-woods]

Read this: The Dialogue Between Angelo (POW) and Angie Martinez (@angiemartinez) - A Detailed Explanation:

Absolutely. Let’s break this dialogue down in a clear and academically structured manner—treating it as if a professor were offering a careful, point-by-point interpretation of its content, tone, and implications, while making sure every statement is fully understood.

Contextual Framework

This dialogue is a fictional exchange between a radio host, Angie Martinez, and a controversial guest, Angelo (POW). The conversation revolves around Michelle Rodriguez, a real-life actress known for her public identification with the LGBT community. Angelo expresses a personal and ideological conflict related to Michelle’s identity, and the dialogue plays on themes of ideology, conditional affection, identity, and social norms.

Point-by-Point Explanation

1. Angie’s Opening Question

“Is Michelle Rodriguez mad at you?”

Explanation: Angie opens with a direct and simple inquiry, rooted in gossip or public tension. It sets the tone for a personal and perhaps provocative conversation.

2. Angelo’s Initial Response

"I don't know, I'm not sure... I don't know how to respond to her without hurting her 'LGBT' feelings..."

Explanation: Angelo admits uncertainty regarding Michelle’s emotional state. His mention of her appearing on his Tumblr feed with "that look" implies perceived disapproval or emotional tension. He shows some awareness that his ideological stance could be hurtful to someone who identifies as LGBT—but maintains that his values are "non-negotiable," which frames his intolerance as a fixed principle rather than personal malice. He distances himself from direct hostility but defends exclusion on ideological grounds.

3. Angie’s Reaction

“That sounds like something she would be mad at. Michelle is furious at you right now.”

Explanation: Angie provides confirmation. She positions Michelle's reaction as predictable and reasonable, implicitly pushing back on Angelo’s surprise or ambiguity. She adds weight to the emotional stakes.

4. Angelo’s Marriage Offer – with Conditions

“If she wants to go straight and marry me... she has to leave the LGBT community forever.”

Explanation: This is a pivotal statement. Angelo sets up a conditional offer: he would accept Michelle as a romantic partner, but only if she renounces her sexual identity and dissociates from the LGBT community. This reflects a strict ideological binary: for Angelo, acceptance and love are contingent on ideological alignment. There’s no middle ground. He also introduces the idea of forgiveness, indicating that her past would not be held against her—so long as she fully rejects it.

5. Angie’s Summarization and Provocation

“So what you’re saying is... if she becomes straight again, you are willing to wife her?”

Explanation: Angie restates Angelo’s offer in simpler, almost mocking terms. The phrase “wife her” adds casual tone to a heavy claim. Her question is strategic: it highlights the extremity of Angelo’s proposition while inviting clarification.

6. Angelo’s Affirmation

“Absolutely... But if she stays in that corrupt LGBT community, I will abandon her...”

Explanation: Angelo affirms the ultimatum with finality. He again labels the LGBT community as "corrupt," framing it not as a neutral or private identity but as a morally compromised collective. His stance is positioned as a moral safeguard.

7. Angie’s Drug Rehabilitation Metaphor

“That sounds like an ultimatum... like someone who should quit drugs and go to rehab.”

Explanation: This is a crucial rhetorical turn. Angie equates Angelo’s conditional love to an intervention for addiction. The metaphor implies Angelo sees Michelle’s attraction to women as an affliction needing correction. By invoking rehab, she both critiques and mirrors his logic—showing its condescending tone while playing along with his metaphorical reasoning.

8. Angelo Embraces the Rehab Analogy

“If she is willing to go to rehab and quit her addiction to female coochie...”

Explanation: Angelo accepts Angie’s metaphor entirely, doubling down. The phrase “addiction to female coochie” is deliberately graphic and provocative, but he uses it to convey his belief that same-sex attraction is a behavioral compulsion, not a legitimate identity. He suggests that with effort, and his support, Michelle can become a “wife”—in his worldview, this means returning to a traditional, heterosexual role aligned with male authority and family structure.

9. Angie Continues the Cigarette Metaphor

“It’s like someone quitting smoking... that last cigarette before a healthier lifestyle.”

Explanation: Angie extends the rehab metaphor, reframing female same-sex attraction as a vice—akin to smoking. This plays into Angelo’s framing but adds satire: she critiques how simplistic and moralizing his framework is, without outright condemnation.

10. Angelo’s Final Word

“Exactly—and the cigarettes in this metaphor is the female coochie that Michelle is so addicted to. Bye, Angie!”

Explanation: Angelo fully embraces the metaphor. He reiterates his belief that Michelle’s identity is an addiction to be overcome. His use of humor and informal slang (“Bye, Angie!”) masks the seriousness of what he's advocating: identity rejection for conditional love.

Thematic Analysis

Conditional Love vs. Acceptance Angelo represents an ideology where love and partnership are dependent on conformity to traditional gender and sexual norms. There is no room for nuance, identity exploration, or compromise.

Identity as Addiction Both characters toy with the metaphor of addiction. Angelo uses it literally—believing same-sex attraction is something one can “quit.” Angie uses it satirically—to expose the reductiveness of that belief.

Gender, Power, and Moral Judgment Angelo assumes a position of judgment and authority—offering Michelle redemption through heterosexual marriage. He positions himself as a moral gatekeeper and savior figure, capable of “rescuing” her from perceived moral corruption.

Satire and Entertainment Angie subtly satirizes Angelo’s views while keeping the conversation humorous. This keeps the tone light, but also makes the critique more palatable—disarming Angelo’s extremism through laughter and exaggeration.

Conclusion

This dialogue, while humorous on the surface, is layered with ideological rigidity, conditional affection, and reductive views of sexual identity. Angelo’s position is extreme and moralistic, offering “salvation” through heterosexuality. Angie plays the foil—balancing journalistic curiosity with subtle critique and wit. The conversation serves as a darkly comic exploration of deeply contentious social views, wrapped in pop culture commentary.

Let me know if you'd like this turned into a lecture, an essay, or adapted into a scene with different tone or emphasis.

[mm-words]

How many times can you clean the bedroom? What about the bathroom? The dishes? Just a chore. The pile of clothes are tall but not tall enough to cover what I'm seeing. What the fuck is going on? What the fuck are we watching? What the fuck are we living through? How many dishes did my ancestors wash? How many fields did they work? When did they cross paths with my other ancestors? How much regalia destroyed? How many pow-wows held in secret? One aunt brought here, one aunt kicked off her lands. This is my land. My people nurtured this land. My people built this land. two identities made this place what it is and I am both. I belong here. You cannot tell me I am supposed to leave. You cannot tell me who I am supposed to be. My love belongs here. This is her home too. You cannot tell her where she is supposed to be. When you do not belong here yourself.

We were so young when met. Me and the country backroads know each other well. The wind still blows the smell of her hair throughout the cabin. Remember when we drove around listening to that one album? Or was that yesterday? Remember when you kissed me and I felt the world stop? That was yesterday, actually. I wrote i love yous on your back the other night, I guess some things never change. Every day I see her speak to her plants. Like her grandmother. They breathe life into each other. They coexist in the right place, at the right time. They listen to each other. They take her fearful words, her tired sorrows; they decompose them and sprout new words of affirmations. Fuller than before. A new leaf, a new root. No one can take her bravery. No one can take away her voice or determination. They are anchored in love. They are anchored in knowledge. – we started with one plant, how many are there now? That's how I know our love is fruitful. Our love is truthful. Sometimes it's hard for them to make it through the winter too, but they are still here. Still strong. Still plentiful.

I have a bone to pick with the universe. What exactly are we doing? My sibling has her appointment today to get a chemo port. What the fuck. I asked my ancestors to keep her safe and they've never let me down but. Why is it always the people who dont deserve it? We grew up together. When you think someone has been through enough, there’s always something to prove you wrong. 29 years is a long time to accumulate losses. But this won't be one. I’ve already cried for myself; someone has got to keep the laughs going. So many summers. So much trouble we got in.

My light is getting a little dim. The oil in the lamp is getting low. All that matters is it's still lit. The world is trying so hard to extinguish my light. I want my creativity back. I want my romance back. I want the autopilot off. I have art to make. I have love to make. Right now that's probably all I have to my name. I guess I'll clean the bathroom. And the dishes. And put this pile of clothes away. I’ll cook my love into your dinner tonight. I'll clean with you in mind. Bc it clears your thoughts.

[rgnhbgfvdc-blog]

#transgender #affirmations #loveislove #reality

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[p5ravin]

Analyst Charts Ethereum’s Resilience Amidst Market Swings: What’s Next for ETH?

In the midst of recent market volatility, Ethereum (ETH) has displayed remarkable resilience, affirming its status as a cornerstone of the cryptocurrency landscape. Despite fluctuations affecting the broader market, Ethereum has managed to navigate the turbulence, offering investors a stable anchor amidst uncertain times. Analysts are now examining Ethereum's trajectory and predicting what lies ahead for the leading blockchain platform.

While the cryptocurrency market has experienced notable swings, Ethereum has shown considerable strength, maintaining its position as the second-largest cryptocurrency by market capitalization. This resilience is attributed to several factors intrinsic to Ethereum's ecosystem, reinforcing its appeal to investors and developers alike.

A primary driver of Ethereum's resilience is its role as the foundation of decentralized finance (DeFi) and non-fungible tokens (NFTs). Ethereum's robust blockchain infrastructure hosts a diverse array of DeFi protocols, enabling users to engage in various financial activities such as lending, borrowing, and decentralized trading. Additionally, Ethereum's support for NFTs has fueled the growth of a vibrant digital collectibles market, underscoring its versatility and utility.

Moreover, Ethereum's ongoing network upgrades, particularly the transition to Ethereum 2.0, have bolstered investor confidence. This ambitious upgrade aims to address scalability issues by transitioning from a proof-of-work (PoW) to a more energy-efficient proof-of-stake (PoS) consensus mechanism. Anticipation surrounding Ethereum 2.0 has contributed to Ethereum's resilience, with investors optimistic about the platform's ability to scale and accommodate growing demand.

Analysts foresee several bullish catalysts that could propel Ethereum's growth in the near and long term. One such catalyst is the expanding adoption of Ethereum-based applications and services, driven by the proliferation of DeFi platforms, NFT marketplaces, and blockchain gaming ecosystems. As Ethereum solidifies its position as the leading platform for decentralized applications (dApps), demand for ETH is expected to rise, potentially driving price appreciation.

Additionally, Ethereum's attractiveness as a hedge against inflation and store of value has garnered institutional interest. Institutional investors and asset managers are increasingly allocating funds to Ethereum as part of their investment strategies, recognizing its potential as a resilient asset class amidst economic uncertainty. This institutional adoption could further fuel demand for ETH and contribute to its upward trajectory.

However, analysts caution that Ethereum's resilience is not impervious to external factors, including regulatory developments and market sentiment. Heightened regulatory scrutiny or negative market sentiment could pose challenges for Ethereum in the future. Therefore, investors should remain vigilant and monitor developments closely to navigate potential risks effectively.

In conclusion, Ethereum's resilience amidst market swings underscores its resilience and importance within the cryptocurrency ecosystem. With a robust infrastructure, ongoing network upgrades, and expanding adoption, Ethereum is well-positioned for continued growth and innovation. While challenges may arise, Ethereum's fundamentals remain strong, paving the way for a promising future as a leading blockchain platform.

[powertaco]

Ren and Nora, Pyrrha and Jaune, Blake and Yang. All these pairings are partners who went on to be will be, or would have been in a relationship. The only one missing is Weiss and Ruby. It would be a crime to not do it.

I don't get RG at all. They punch each other, he goes for a hug she ignores, and the only awkward moments they have are her trying to figure out how to relate to the kid because her headmaster is in there.

I grant Oscar might have a crush on her, but Oscar is about to be subsumed and it's a younger kid having a crush on a cool older kid who's hanging out with him.

Most of Jaune and Weiss's interactions are her being annoyed by him. Is the lesson here just ask and never stop and she'll eventually say yes?

This is Kara having an emergency interview after the mature comment dropped. Kara very noted WK superfan had to explain that Weiss is attracted to maturity and not Jaune specifically.

Now think back to WR and how they always seem to get along best when Ruby is being more mature.

Now think about how Ruby just got done ascending and is likely to be more confident and mature in herself.

The only person allowed to initiate affection physically to Weiss is Ruby and to a lesser extent her team. If Ruby comes to hug or guide Weiss away this is allowed. No one else can do these things because they know Weiss doesn't like it.

Ruby literally moves Jaunes hands when he's healing Weiss because she knows Weiss does not like to be touched. There is literally no one else as cognizant of her needs including Weiss herself.

I don't know or like how if Ruby was a man people would just assume it was canon but because she's not somehow there's just 'not enough romance between them'.

Just because BB is a very in your face ship does not negate other kinds of relationships.

WR will never be or act like BB in the relationship department. They're different people with different personalities.

BB are big larger than life pow I rented a plane to spell your name in the sky whereas WR are more I made you coffee and recorded your favorite show while I got that disgusting take out I pretend to hate cause I know you had a bad day.

Ruby jumps on missiles and yet has to hold onto Weiss. Ruby guiding Weiss away from the teapot knowing instantly what was wrong. Weiss giving Ruby coffee. Promising to be there for Weiss in Atlas.

Here's the thing. Weiss shows affection through actions. Weiss has very much shown time and again why her partner is the first one she goes to. They think about each other when separated.

It's not the soul crushing dramatic I NEED HER HERE FOR ME! of BB but an affirmation that the person who can make things better for me is my partner and I want to be back with them.

Or do other people hear the word Schnee and then stare longingly at the sky and think of their friends in a totally not gay way?

Almost every single piece of spin-off material for RWBY is WR coded. The movie,

the anthologies,

Ice Queendom like god that whole thing where Ruby is her precious?

And yet I'm supposed to just be like clearly Rosegarden or Whiteknight are end game? Is this a bad joke?

RWBY is all about symbolism. I don't see Weiss's or Ruby's flowers breaking ranks to be near Jaune or Oscar and yet I'm supposed to think they're end game material?

(D)WR for life.

[itsjustvane]

Hello guys 🧚🧚‍♂️ a trick to manifest everything you want, is just affirm when you feel it, when your body and soul feel that it is right, do not spend all day searching in your 3D reality, when a negative thought comes to you change it for another positive example: I don't have money/ I always have enough money, and then let it go, because if you spend all day looking for results you only stop your desire.

I love you guys, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.