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justmeinadaze · 1 year

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Ghost in the Machine Part 2 (Eddie X You)

A/N: It seems I need Daddy Eddie lately <3

Warnings: Daddy Rockstar Eddie and Fem Stripper Sub Reader, SMUT, degrading, dirty talk, FLUFF, ANGST, reader mentions that she doesn't talk with her parents, fears about releasing control, Eddie doesn't push her (He's a sweet boy), mentions of their jobs and the negatives. Nothing too dramatic in this one.

They do have a text conversation in the beginning and Eddie's is in red.

Word Count 4511

Part 1 Here

“Good morning, pretty girl. Or afternoon rather. I don’t know. All I know is I’m up.”

“Anyway, I just wanted to say I hope you have a good day and we should be finished by about 7. See you later!”

You smile at the messages Eddie had sent you wondering if you should reply. You didn’t want to seem too eager but you didn’t want him to think you didn’t care.

Ugh! What is it about this man that is making me think shit like this?

Throwing your phone aside, you decide to not respond and go about your day like you normally would. The problem was you didn’t have anything to do. After taking a shower and making lunch you found yourself sitting on your couch zoning out as you scrolled through the tv. After a while you gave up, throwing the remote on the table, and grabbing your laptop.

I shouldn’t look him up. We’re going to talk later and what’s online probably isn’t all true anyway.

Sighing, you guiltily type his name in the search bar and browse what comes up.

As to be expected, a lot of information about Corroded Coffin came up first. You skimmed through regular bio pieces about how they formed and how excited they were when their first single became popular. A few had videos attached that you played, watching how Eddie behaved. He was slightly reserved during each interview, trying not to sound nervous as he spoke. When you found some videos with fans, however, his whole demeanor changed. He became so much more animated and smiled wide as he talked to people especially little kids who had on Corroded Coffin t-shirts.

There were a few tabloid reports about actresses he supposedly dated or slept with. One article had a blinding white light flash in his face as he tried to shoo away the people taking the photo. One of the articles had a video of him being thrown into a cop car, sticking out his tongue as they drove away.

Is this who he really is?

You began feeling yourself get antsy forcing you to click away from articles like that and scroll through his social media. It looks like the only thing he had was an Instagram he barely used however a lot of the pictures he did have made you smile. There was one fairly recently with him standing next to an older gentleman who was wearing a shirt with their band name as they both stood backstage at what you assumed was one of their concerts. Eddie was holding up the rock & roll symbol as the other man was mid laugh.

Your phone suddenly dinged as a message came through.

“Hey sweetheart. We’re taking a little break here but we’re almost done so I should be there in about an hour or so. Is that ok?”

“Yeah, Eddie. No problem.”

Closing your device, you began to get ready for your visit from a famous rockstar.

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Eddie smiled wide as you giggled at his story about the shoot. When he showed up, his hair was relatively styled and he was wearing some light make up they put on him. While you two ate the food he brought, he regaled you with stories of other photo shoots that had been way more chaotic as well as some stories from the road.

He did make a mental note that you didn’t respond with stories of your own or even say anything really. You continued to grin as you sat there nodding your head and intently listening in as you hung on to his every word.

“Well, sweetheart, as much as I enjoy talking about myself, I’d love to know a bit more about you.”

“Oh, there isn’t much to tell.”

His eyes scanned over you as you took a sip of your drink, avoiding his gaze. “Why do I doubt that?”

“Good question because you shouldn’t.” The metalhead tilts his head to your remark, relishing your sassy tone. “Honestly, there isn’t much to me. I moved here, I strip. I’m broke so I signed up for the ‘side business’ and now I’m here.”

“Mhmm and before you moved here?”

“I lived somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“None of your fucking business.”

This time Eddie’s eyes narrowed as he glared in your direction. Sass, he loved, but out right disrespect was something completely different.

“Look at me. I said look at me, little girl!” His voice raised as you turned away from him at his first request. “I can handle your attitude but you will treat me with respect and not fucking talk to me like that. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes.”, you sneer through clenched teeth.

He weighs the options of forcing you to say it correctly. You weren’t technically his yet but you had let it flow so freely from your lips last night that he considered giving you a bit more of a taste of what a relationship with him would be like or at least the kind he preferred.

“Good.”, Eddie exhales. “Y/N, I’m not trying to pry but I’m not one of your clients or whatever. I genuinely just want to learn more about you.” He notices you soften slightly so he jumps on the opportunity. “Hey, I have an idea. Why don’t we play a game.”

“Game?”

“Yeah, a game. Think of it like twenty questions. I imagine you did some snooping today before I came over which I also assume has you wanting to ask some questions of your own. Ask me anything you want and I swear I’ll answer but in return I would like you to do the same.”

When your eyes find his chocolate ones again, you can’t help but smile at him. He seemed so sincere and you already told him you struggle with releasing control like that so you thought he would know how to guide you through while getting you to slowly open up. You finally nod and his grin grows.

“Ladies first.”

“Oh, I feel special.”, you smirk. “Ok, um, on your Instagram there’s a picture of you backstage with an older man. Is that your dad?”

Eddie blinks as he scoots a little closer to you. “Interesting. Before I answer, may I ask why out of all the questions, THAT is your first one?”

“You seemed different next to him, happier. It made me the most curious.”

“Fair enough. Wayne was very much like a dad but he’s my uncle. He raised me for a good chunk of my life.” He gnawed on the inside of his cheek. “Do you get along with your family?”

“Define ‘family’.”

“How about we stick with mom and dad for now?”

Swallowing, you push down the urge to tell him to fuck off. “My parents and I haven’t talked in a very long time.”

He nods before taking a sip of the beer in his hand. “Yeah, I know how you feel.”

Eddie’s eyes briefly flash that same glint of loneliness you noticed after he gave you his phone to put your number in. Your brain runs through multiple topics to ask, fearing that if you stay on your current one, he’ll want to dig more into your history or he’ll continue to be hurt by his own.

“Your turn, sweetheart.”

“I’m scared.”

His eyes immediately locked with yours as he searched with concern. “Of me?”

“No. I told you last night I struggle with letting go of control. A lot of my history…my life…I’ve kept to myself and never really talked about it. I get the vibe that your kind of the same. I don’t want you to be hurt or force yourself to tell me things.”

Eddie turns his body a bit more to face you as he speaks. “Y/N, you’re right. I don’t go around talking about my history because it’s not something people need to know especially since 99% of the people that walk into my life walk right back out again. But…I don’t know, baby. Maybe I’m just really hoping you’ll stay.”

You pleasantly sighed at his last sentence and he smiled in your direction.

“How about this? How about we talk shop. I tell you what I’m looking for in a relationship and vice versa.”

“Can we still do the questions? Because I have a few there.” Eddie’s grin grows as he nods. “You said you want to talk care of me. What exactly would that entail?”

“Everything, I guess. I want to talk with you about things like our days or anything really. I want you to feel comfortable being open with me not just emotionally and mentally but physically. I want to kiss you till your lips are numb. I want to make you cum till you beg me to stop and then some. I really want to handcuff you to my mattress and fuck your tight little pussy till you can’t walk straight.”

Your eyes closed as you tried to control your breathing.

“Was that too much?”

“No, no. I, um, so this wouldn’t be…intimate?”

Eddie blinked again as his head tilted. “Define intimate.”

“Are you going to get jealous about men at my job?”

“Are you when it comes to mine and other women?” You shake your head and he nods. “No I won’t get jealous but I want you to know that…you at least don’t have to do that ‘side business’ anymore. I can help you if you need money for anything.”

“Eddie, I can’t take advantage of you like that.”

“How about you think about it this way? Instead of fucking multiple men, you’ll only be fucking me. I can give you however much you usually make in a night and then some.”

It’s your turn to nod as you push some hair back behind your ear.

“Is there anything you don’t like, Y/N? Something I should steer clear of.”

“Don’t…hurt me. I mean I like it rough but not too rough you know?”

“Gotcha. So no canes, flogs, or any of that other stuff?”, he playfully smiles.

“I don’t even know what that means.”

“What?! Pretty girl like you in your field doesn’t know about that side of the BDSM spectrum?”, he asks in a lighthearted tone making you laugh.

“What about you? Anything I should avoid?”

“A couple. One I’m a little steadfast on, the other has some wiggle room.” Eddie takes a sip from his drink before placing it on your coffee table. “I, um, I struggle with being touched. I spend so much time getting grabbed on day in and day out sometimes I just need a minute.”

“I understand that.” His eyes shift to you as he watches you speak. “I mean, obviously, as a stripper men think I’m free reign. When I have a bad day or something I just need people to go away. Can you let me know? Like whenever we see each other, if you don’t want to be touched just tell me and I can fuck off.”

Eddie laughs at your choice of words and it makes your smile widen. You liked his tooth filled laugh; it seemed genuine.

“Of course. But I expect you to do the same.”, he scolds with joke filled eyes.

“Yes, sir.”, you giggle. “What was the other thing?”

“Disrespect. I can handle sass but disrespect…”

“Define disrespect.”

“The way you answered me before. ‘None of your fucking business’.”, he mimicked making you blush. “I don’t like that. Don’t talk down to me either.”

“Aw, poor rockstar. You don’t like being talked down to or put in your place?” You knew what you were doing and so did he. When he glanced your way again, you could see the fire. It wasn’t necessarily angry but more like he was amused. Now if this is what that looks like, you’d hate to see fury because his beautiful brown eyes were currently burning holes into your own.

“I don’t know, whore. Do you?” Your mouth fell open at his response as he slung his arm over the back of your couch and scoot so close to you that his knee was touching yours. “I’m not like the other men you fuck, Y/N. I’m not going to throw a tantrum because you talk back or leave because you hurt my feelings. I have no problem playing your game and putting you in your place.”

“Said the man who struggles with ‘disrespect’.” You say the last word in a deep, sarcastic dad tone as you grin wickedly in his direction. The chuckle that leaves his lips, however, startles you as he looks away and runs his hand over his shirt, pretending to straighten it.

“Oh, baby. I can’t wait for you realize sentences like that have consequences.” Eddie continues to look anywhere else that isn’t your face and it kills you. You desperately want his attention again. “You said nothing too rough but what about things like choking or hitting?”

“I don’t mind either. The, um, the way you choked me last night was okay.”

“Do you have a safe word?”

“No. I’ve never done this before.”

“Ok, we can utilize the stop light system. If I ask you what color you’re at, green is good, yellow is slow down, and red is stop. Just say red if you feel uncomfortable.”

“Alright, Eddie.” You growl in frustration as his eyes remain downcast. “Eddie? Please… can you look at me?”

“Oh? Little girl wants my attention? After being a brat a moment ago, I don’t think you deserve it.”

Your instinct is to touch his chest and curl up on his lap, cooing in your high pitch voice you use on the job to get him to do what you want but after his confession about being touched you don’t want to make him uncomfortable. Plus, you have a feeling your normal tactics won’t work on him here.

Sliding onto the floor, you place yourself on your knees next to his leg.

“Please, Daddy.”

Eddie’s chest deflated as his eyes closed, trying to hide the pleasure hearing you say that gives him. When he opens them again, they meet your big doe ones as he leans forward with his elbows on his knees.

“I really did just come over with the intention of talking to you.”

“I know. We can still just talk if you want to or maybe we can watch a movie…” As you glance towards the tv, he places two of his fingers under your chin, and turns your face back to look at him.

“We’re not going to watch a movie, sweetheart.”

“Oh, um, ok. Do you want to maybe see my bedroom?”

Eddie nods and as he rises to his feet, he extends his hand for you to take, helping you off the floor.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you.”

He steps into your personal space and just like last night you can feel his cigarette smelling breath warming your lips as he hovers just above them.

“Thank you…?”

“Thank you, Daddy.”, you whisper.

“Good girl.”

When you don’t move his smile widens as he gestures down a hallway with his eyes and you laugh nervously before leading him to your room.

“Aw, this is cute.”, he grins as he looks around taking everything in.

“What did you expect, Mr. Munson? Some neon lights with a stripper pole in the middle.”

You watch him as he continues to explore, ignoring your sass as he scans through your music.

“Geez, I didn’t think people bought albums anymore.”

“I do. I like the way they sound.” Walking over to where he was standing, you run your fingers through you collection and pulled out one he definitely recognized.

“Well shit. I didn’t know we sold any physical albums either.” Taking the Corroded Coffin album from your hand, he quickly gave it a once over before handing it back to you. “Seems like you don’t listen to it very much.”

You shrug as you place it back in with the others. “What album gets you in the mood for work?”, he asked.

“Huh?”

“You’re getting ready for the evening to go to a client’s house or to the club where you dance. You know it’s going to be a long night of hoots, hollers, and flirty touches with drunk assholes until 3am. What do you listen to, to get you mentally in that headspace?”

“I don’t know to be honest. I think it just depends on my mood.”

“Let me ask you this then. Did you listen to music when you got ready to come over last night? What did you put on?”, he asks when you nod.

Lightly moving him to the side, you grab the album on top of another stack by the record player and set it up before carefully dropping the needle on the record.

“You keep dreaming and dark scheming Yeah, you do You're a poison and I know that is the truth All my friends think you're vicious And they say you're suspicious You keep dreaming and dark scheming Yeah, you do.”

Eddie’s eyes meet yours as the man begins to sing and he can see the music already affecting you as you begin to lightly sway.

“It’s a band called Two Feet. They’re rhythm and lyrics just…” Your voice trails off as he continues to watch you. He doesn’t move or say anything and his strong, powerful demeanor is making you wetter by the second. This time you move, pushing your body so close to his you can feel his heartbeat against your own chest. His chocolate eyes scan your face before landing on your lips.

“I feel like I'm drowning I'm drowning You're holding me down and Holding me down You're killing me slow So slow, oh no I feel like I'm drowning I'm drowning.”

“Please, Daddy.”, you whisper, desperate to feel his mouth on yours.

Eddie obliges tilting down to kiss you firmly as his fingers tangle in your hair to bring your face as close to his as possible. Walking you backwards towards your bed, he falls on top of you as his lips continue to dance with yours.

“Y/N...I need to hear…hear you agree to…what I’m asking for.”, he pants out between each peck and heavy breath.

“I—we can end it at any time?”

“Of course. Of course, sweetheart.”

“Ok. Ok, Eddie.”

He softly smiles as his fingers caress your cheek. “Can I see your body? Can you show it to me, please?”

“Please? I wasn’t expecting that.”

“You treat me with respect and I’ll do the same.”

Rolling to his side, he allows you space to remove your shirt and pull down your jeans with your panties.

“No bra? Naughty little girl.”, Eddie teases as runs his hands along your legs. “You really are beautiful, princess.” Guiding your leg over his waist, you licked your lips as you felt the tips of his fingers glide ever so gently up and down your inner thigh. “Look at you. I haven’t even touched your pussy yet and you’re making a mess already.”, he chuckles with slight condescension that has you pouting.

“Oh, come on now, pretty girl. Don’t make that face. Is all of this for me?” When you only nod, his palm lightly but firmly slaps down against your folds making you yelp. “Properly, please. I want to hear you. I always want to hear you.”

“Y-yes, Daddy. It’s all for you.”

You both groan as he slides his fingers between your lips, the sound of your slick causing the bulge in his own jeans get tighter as it pressed against the denim.

“Fuck me, baby. Can Daddy taste you? Are you going let Daddy make you feel good?”

“Yes, Daddy. Please. I need you to.”

After yanking his shirt over his head, he tosses it to the floor and slides his body between your legs, tenderly kissing parts of your skin along the way. When his tongue licks a long stripe through your folds, your eyes roll back as you loudly moan.

Eddie can’t help but laugh under his breath at the sound.

“Do you like how my tongue feels, pretty girl?”

“S-so wide. Please don’t stop.”

He does as you ask and your whole body comes to life as he explores every part of your cunt; making mental notes at what makes your whimper the loudest. Coming off you, he gathers some of your arousal with his fingers and slowly pushes two of them into your entrance.

“Goddamn it, sweetheart. You are so fucking tight.” His mouth eagerly wrapped around your clit as he pumped his digits inside you. Eddie’s eyes remained on your face as he watched you squirm and play with your breasts.

“Yes, Daddy! Pl-please! I’m gonna…”

“That’s it, baby. Let go and cum for Daddy.”

Practically screaming, your body shook as you came, your hips grinding against him. Eddie continued to lick you, smirking as he felt your body twitch with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Kissing his way up to your lips, his smile grew wider as you beamed up at him with hooded eyes.

“You did good, princess. You taste so good and your pussy is so tight. I’m going to ruin you when I fuck you.”

“You’re not going to fuck me now?”, you whine.

“No, Y/N. Not tonight.”

“Do I get to at least make you cum?”, you ask gesturing towards his groin.

Leaning against your headboard, he collects you to his side till your head was on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around you as he kissed your forehead.

“You want to make Daddy cum, honey? Go ahead and take out my cock.”

Your eyes remain on his as you tug at his belt with one hand before unbuttoning his pants and guiding them down his hips enough for his cock to spring free. You had felt him the night prior but seeing him now made your eyes widen. He really was going to ruin you.

“You can touch me.”, he murmured.

Licking your palm, you reached out to hold him and his dick twitched at the contact. Your mouth salivated as your thumb grazed the pre cum already dripping from his slit. Eddie deeply exhaled at the action but as you leaned forward with the intention of choking on his cock, his hand grabbed your shoulder and pulled you back.

“Nu uh. I said you could touch me not taste me.”

“Please, Daddy. I really want to.” He shook his head and you whined. You actually whined like a child as you crooned your face into his neck.

His fingers roughly tugged on your hair, forcing your eyes to meet his.

“Who’s in control here?” Your lips formed into a thin, defiant line causing him to yank harder making you moan at the action. “Answer me.”

“You are, Daddy.”

“If you want to keep giving me that fucking attitude, Y/N, I can jerk myself off while you watch. Be grateful I’m allowing you to do anything.”

“Can I at least spit, please?”

Taking hold of your palm, he brings it to his lips as he lets a glob of spit fall into it and places your hand back around him. Watching his face, it killed you that it was now contorted in annoyance. You wanted him to feel as good as he had made you feel.

As you began to stroke him, you curled your body closer to his and tenderly kissed his cheek.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to give you attitude. I just want to feel you in my mouth so badly.” Eddie moaned at your confession as your hand twisted around him, your thumb occasionally grazing his tip. “I want to feel you in the back my throat. I want you to feel me gag around you and make a mess over your cock.”

His calloused palm ran down your side till you felt his fingers pinch your nipples making you mewl in his ear.

“That’s right, Daddy. Touch me. Use me to cum.”

“Fuck. F-faster, baby.”

“Is that you need, Daddy?”, you coo as you pump him quicker, squeezing your hand tighter around him.

Eddie’s lips land on yours for a passionate kiss as his tongue massages your own. You mewl at the taste of yourself as his mouth travels down your cheek to your ear.

“Your hand feels so good on me, sweetheart. Fuck… maybe if you beg me…D-Daddy will let you swallow his cum.”

As his lips and tongue caressed your throat, his ear hovered just close enough to your mouth for you to whisper you pleas to him as he groaned at the sound.

“Please. Please let me taste you, Daddy. I’ll be a good girl. I promise. Please…”

Eddie’s jaw went slack and you felt his face scrunch against your skin. Roughly gripping the back of your neck, he guided you over his cock and you opened your mouth just enough for him to thrust himself inside of you.

“Fuck me, babygirl. Your mouth is so fucking warm. Don’t move. Daddy’s going to give you what you want.”

After a few more sloppy movements of his hips, he grunted above you as you felt ropes of his release hit your throat. As soon as his hands fell, you utilized the opportunity to run your tongue along his tip, licking him clean.

Gently kissing up his stomach, you laid your head on his chest as you listened to him breathe. It took him a while before his fingers finally reached up to play with your hair as he laid his arm on top of the one you had strewn across him.

“Eddie? What are the rules for after?”

“That’s up to you, sweetheart. Do you want me to go?” You didn’t see but he softly smiled as you held him tighter.

“No…but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

“I’m actually quite comfortable if I’m being honest.”

“Me to. Which is new for me.” He cranes his neck to look at you and you lean back a bit so your eyes can find his. “If I’m being honest.”

“I don’t know if this needs to be said, Y/N, but you’re safe with me. If at any point you do feel uncomfortable or you need tell me something please feel free to be open with me.”

Nodding, you smirk as you sit up, grabbing the bottom part of his jeans at the legs and tug them off before throwing them aside. Eddie watches you with amusement, grinning as well as you tug his shirt over your head and climb back into bed to pull his boxers back up over his hips.

Turning off your bedside lamp, you take his hand, and place his arm over your waist as you melt your body into his own. Sliding his other arm under your pillow, he leans forward to softly kiss your shoulder as he brings you closer to his chest.

“Good night, pretty girl.”

“Good night, Daddy.”

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 2 years

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Twisted Wonderland Monster!AU Mini-Yuu thought: *Beep Beep!*

Now you all know this was bound to happen eventually, don't even try to deny it. You always see them in toy stores or even in malls that little kids absolutely adore riding in, and the silliness that can happen when they use them to pretend to be grown ups even if it's in their own yard. That's right folks:

Rideable toy cars!

Now, the boys don't mind carrying Yuu around or even letting the tiny tot ride on their back or shoulders. After all, compared to them, Yuu's legs simply can't keep up with most of them for very long.

Then Deuce had a thought...why not get them their own magical wheel?

Of course, this idea wasn't deemed safe given the age and size and amount of balance required, but a quick search online and Cater found the perfect solution: a rideable toy car! It was the perfect size for the toddler to ride around in and they could move it however they wanted. It was perfect! The only downside was the cost. Such a shame...

That's where Ignihyde comes in. With their ingenuity, they were able to construct a fully functional mini vehicle with more bells and whistles than you can shake a stick at (including a remote control function). A big NRC school logo was plastered on the sides, the body painted in Yuu's favorite colors with a few cosmetic designs. It was the perfect size for them, and the boys watched as Deuce set the excited toddler in the driver's seat while Ortho explained how to work the machine.

Soon, Yuu was zipping around in their new ride, happy giggles and squeals escaping as each time they passed by the boys they waved at them. The boys couldn't help but wave back, happy to see the toddler having so much fun.

Until it became not so fun.

"Yuu...? Y-Yuu, wait! Don't go that way!"

"Yuu! Put on the breaks!"

"Gah, the remote control feature is glitching on me!"

"Leona, get up!!"

"Huh...? What the hell?!"

Not to worry, Leona was fine! A little bruised from where the vehicle rammed into him and rolled over his body, but otherwise fine. The same couldn't be said for the others as they had to face down the wrath of a very annoyed manticore! They were lucky to make it out of there without getting hit with spikes, let alone not have the car get disintegrated into sand and dealing with a wailing toddler!

Now the only place Yuu is able to drive the vehicle is in the Coliseum and the gym. Alls well that ends well, right?

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #deuce spade #ortho shroud #cater diamond #leona kingscholar #twst mini!yuu #twisted wonderland mini!yuu

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soon-palestine · 10 months

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While most telecom networks bury their cables 60cm (about 2ft) underground, PalTel buries its cables up to 8 metres (26ft) deep. In case the Israelis cut off electricity, its data centres in Gaza also have three layers of redundancy: generators, solar panels and batteries. The company has also developed emergency protocols to direct workers remotely from the occupied West Bank, and if severed communications make this impossible, Gazan staff are empowered to act autonomously. Despite all the redundancies and preparations, the sheer scale of bombings these past weeks has still crippled the network. About 70 percent of the mobile network has been taken offline. Solar panels have been rendered mostly useless either by being destroyed in attacks or covered in dust and debris. The relentless nature of the conflict is also weighing on staff, who are dogged by danger from their house to the field. Rabih*, a fibre optics technician, was called to repair a cable just metres from the border on October 15. Prior to going, he had to give an exhaustive list of the repair team’s names, the colour of their cars and registration numbers to the Israelis, because “a mistake could be deadly”. As Rabih and his team laboured for two hours to fix the cable, the buzz of a drone above him and the sounds of shelling intermingled with the sound of their excavator. “Any wrong move could mean being targeted. I cannot explain to my wife and kids why I do that or why I volunteer to go out during the war. My company doesn’t oblige me, but if someone can do it, it has to be me,” he said. No matter how many metres deep they dig or the number of solar panels they install, Gaza’s connections to the outside world ultimately relies on the Israelis.

The cables that connect Gaza to the outside world run through Israel, and the country on at least two occasions has deliberately cut off the strip’s international communications. “It’s clear for us that it was cut off by a decision. What proves this is that we didn’t do anything to get it back,” Melhem said. Israel also controls fuel to Gaza, allowing a small trickle into Gaza on Friday after weeks of pressure from the United States. Described as a “drop in the bucket” by humanitarian groups, Israel announced that 120,000 litres (31,700 gallons) of fuel would be allowed into the territory every two days for use by hospitals, bakeries and other essential services. PalTel will also be given 20,000 litres (5,283 gallons) of fuel every two days for its generators. On Thursday, the company had announced it would go into a full telecoms blackout because its fuel reserves were exhausted for the first time during the current war. According to Mamoon Fares, the corporate support director at PalTel, the 20,000 litres provided “should be enough to operate a good part of the network”. However, Gaza’s telecoms network will still be at the mercy of Israel should it decide to cut off fuel deliveries or network services that run through its territory. Without the ability to communicate, the already dismal situation in Gaza would only further deteriorate. “No ambulances, no emergency services, no civil defence or humanitarian organisations can work without telecommunications,” Melhem said. * Names have been changed to protect the individuals’ safety.

#palestine #gaza #free palestine #mobile network #telecom #communication #data center #telecommunications

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duckapus · 4 months

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Idea I'm too tired to write properly:

Larryboy's driving through Bumblyburg on the trail of the Milkmoney Bandit (that one scallion mugger from the cold open of the Rumor Weed), whose been acting unusual lately. Not only is he doing more high-profile thefts than usual (he's got a very specific range, you know? it's in the name and everything), and not sticking to the shadows as well as normal, but he's been doing more thefts instead of fewer despite it almost being summer vacation (again, he's usually very particular about specifically taking milk money from school kids, so summer's his off-season). Larryboy managed to plant a tracker into the change the Bandit took in his most recent heist, and is following the signal to the warehouse district (it's a superhero city, gotta have a warehouse district).

He sneaks in, corners the Bandit with his usual theatrics... only to pause when he realizes that the Bandit looks really pale and wobbly. And then he glitches and says that his recent crimewave happened because "they" said they'd give him The Antidote if he did what they said. And when Larryboy questions this, one of Garyboy's plungers wraps him up and the virus comes out of the shadows.

As he's an eggplant of his word, he gives the Bandit a syringe containing the patch that'll purge the low-level malware in his system and tells him to skedaddle. Once the two are alone there's some hero-villain banter exchanged, they catch each-other up on what they've been doing lately (within reason. neither of them is about to reveal anything actually useful to one of their worst enemies), and eventually Larryboy manages to get loose.

The fight commences, during which it's revealed that Larry's suit has been reinforced to the point where Gary can't bite him through it. Larry's the more skilled fighter and Gary's stronger and has his Hydra powers, which makes them pretty evenly matched, at least until they've been fighting for a while and we're reminded that Code-Level entities don't get tired as fast as Character-Level entities (at east on average), so Gary gets the upper hand... metaphorically speaking.

Thankfully, he's not here to finish the job this time. Instead, he's here to show off a new trick he learned. He shoots a plunger (on a stick instead of a cord. that is something the super-suction ears can do even if it's only happened once in the Fib from Outer Space as a slapstick thing) at the Larrymobile, causing it to transform. Obviously it switches to Garyboy's color scheme, but it also gets a bit bigger and changes its signature smooth cucumber-shape into something more angular with segmented armor plating.

And, of course, once it's fully become the Garymobile Garryboy gains the ability to control it remotely. He takes it for a spin, knocking Larryboy around in the process, before portaling out. Communications come back online (because of course Garyboy was jamming his signal on top of everything else) and when Alfred asks if Larry's alright all he can think to say is that he needs a new car.

#smg4 ocs #larryboy #milk money bandit #garyboy #garymobile #alfred veggietales #archibald asparagus #garyboy's been experimenting with his venom apparently #he's got the car. now all he needs is a batcave knockoff and a supergenius butler to fully be the Evil Larryboy #it's like the One Thing he has as an actual personal ambition

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spgothkidsheadcanons · 1 year

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Can I ask for the goth kids with a s/o who’s being severely bullied?

Of course you can! I hope you enjoy :) And if you ever need anyone to talk to about anything, you can always shoot me a message!

Warnings: reader being bullied, mentions of bullying

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Unfortunately, you were a subject to bullying. You had no clue why. You were sweet, stayed to yourself, hell, you usually had your face buried in a book 24/7. It made you wonder why you were subject to people’s taunts, and even more so made you wonder why these young adults were acting like they were still in highschool. You thought since it was college, all the senseless bullying and bitching would end. God, you wished you were so lucky.

Leaving your college for the last time that day, you trudged to your car. Cranking the engine, you whipped out of your parking spot, practically flooring it as tears began to bubble up in your eyes. Your heart hurt at the words of the bullies, your stomach twisting uneasily as the weight of their words finally began to settle in your mind. Nearly blinded by the tears welping up in your eyes, it was like your body had taken control of itsself, managing to get you home with water clouded vision.

Arriving at your home, you shut your car off, not bothering to grab your stuff as you ran to the front door, flinging it open and slamming it shut behind you. You looked to the couch, seeing that you’re love was sitting there, the television running but attention on you. You flung yourself on them, burying your face into their lap. Stroking your hair, they asked you:

Michael:

“Hey, what’s the matter?” your boyfriend, Michael, asked softly. You never picked up your head, mumbling something into his lap. “What?” he asked, brows furrowing. Turning around, you rested your head against his thighs, his fingers never stopping running through your (h/c) locks. “I feel like I’m in fucking highschool again.” you groaned, your (e/c) eyes looking into his deep brown ones. Michael winced, noticing how your eyes were red and slightly swollen.

“What happened?” he prodded, reaching to grab the television remote to mute the background noise. “I’m getting fucking bullied. For everything. My hair, my body, my voice, hell, even the way that I act. I can’t read my book while not bothering anyone without someone saying some shit about it. I fucking hate that stupid ass college. Everyday makes me want to drop out!” you snapped at no one in particular, hands moving wildly as you explained your woes. Michael wiped away the tears that you didn’t even know were running down your cheeks, too caught up in your story to notice.

“Don’t let those dickhats get to you, (Y/n),” Michael started, rubbing your cheeks to soothe you, “They’re nobodies. They peaked in highschool, and all they know is how to be an asshole. If you wanna drop out of college, I support you 100%, but they don’t deserve your tears. We can get you enrolled into some online classes, as long as you’ll be happy and stop coming home crying.” You stared up at Michael, listening to the sweet tone in his voice. Smiling up at him, you leaned up, pressing a kiss against his lips. “Thank you, Michael. I love you.” you murmured, pressing your forehead against his. “I love you, more.” he replied, wrapping an arm around you to pull you close.

Henrietta:

“What’s wrong, dear?” Henrietta hummed, her fingers twisting in your hair. You sighed heavily, breath catching as though you were ready to sob. “I’m just sick of being bullied, Hen. Like, that’s middle school shit, I’m in college. I shouldn’t have to feel like ripping my hair out because of some stupid ass words.” you huffed, the sadness you came home with being replaced with anger by the whole situation. Your girlfriend hummed, beginning to braid small strands of your hair.

“Bullying sucks, no matter what age you are. And sadly, it’s just gonna happen. That’s the sick, twisted reality of being alive.” she explained, using logic to make you feel better. “But when will it ever fucking end? I don’t do anything to anybody. Why is it just me?” you retorted, voice cracking as you started crying. Henrietta sighed, her fingers stalling their braiding. “Turn over.” she ordered. You obliged, turning to lay on your back instead of your stomach, your tear filled eyes looking up at her. It hurt her to see you upset, but she knew sugarcoating things was not the way to go.

“It’s not just you, (Y/n). I was bullied for years because of my weight… Not even was. I still get comments made about my body, but I literally do not give a shit. Because at the end of the day, they go home to their dog, or cat, or no one, and end up crying themselves to sleep because they’re sad and alone forever. Meanwhile, I get to go home, eat dinner with you, and then sleep in the same bed as someone who loves me. The only difference between our experiences is that I never gave a shit. I don’t care what people say about me, and you really shouldn’t either. It’s not good for your brain.” Henrietta explained, tapping your forehead. You stayed silent, thinking on her words.

“I guess you’re right…” you said quiety. Henrietta smiled, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “I know I’m right.” she quipped, pressing a few more kisses over your face. “Now, stop crying. It’s gonna make me kill a bitch.” your girlfriend threatened, resuming her attention back to the show she was watching. You smiled fondly up at her, a dreamy look in your eyes. “I think I’m more attracted to you than I ever was.” you mumbled, your heart fluttering in your chest.

Pete:

“What’s up?” Pete inquired, turning his full attention to you. You turned on your back to look up at him, a frown evident on your face. “I’m being bullied… I feel like a teenager again.” you griped, anger flaring. You couldn’t even be sad at this point. The fact that you were a victim of this bullshit did nothing but make your blood boil. Pete’s heart broke seeing how bad the bullying was affecting you.

“Why don’t you just drop out?” your boyfriend suggested, snapping you out of your thoughts. Dropping out was definitely a possibility, but it was going to be such a pain to find classes to do online. “Well, I’d have to enroll in classes online.” you replied. “No you don’t. Drop out of college completely,” Pete said nonchalantly, “What good is it doing you anyway? If you drop out, then you never run the risk of being bullied.”

You listened to his words, mulling what he was saying over in your head. Pete was right. The senseless bullying would end and you wouldn’t have to be subject to the terror that is college-turned-highschool ever again. Sighing, you nodded, confirming his offer. “It would also give me more time to annoy you.” you snickered, reaching your hand up to pinch Pete’s cheek. He grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Nevermind, stay in school so I can have my 8 hours of freedom.”

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papirouge · 1 year

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Twitter rightoid poltard better keep my country out of their fricking misinforming mouth

"they voted for this" what is this idiot talking about? People are looting because a guy DIED. The police lied on the report, and since everything got filmed, truth eventually came out (the kid was not armed, and the policeman shot at close range). It's getting so bad than even Emmanuel Macron (France president) who usually ALWAYS sides with the police when this type of incident happens, said what happened what "unexcusable". That policeman is currently in 'preventive prison' (sorry idk the term in English lol) so he definitely fucked up big time.

This shit isn't some little LeFtiSt tantrum. Those rightoid online journalists are LYING.

What's happening is more of a social justice phenomenon that's pretty irrelevant to left vs right politics. And social justice isn't the monopoly of left aligned politics (see the Freedom Convoy movement)

"police are unable to control the migrant and left wing riots" those riots are perpetuated by french CITIZENS. They are young people from very low social classes parked in secluded suburbs. Statistics show that this social class is one of the LESS politically involved (they don't vote) so lumping them into "left wing" is a flat out lie. If they don't vote and aren't involved into politics how can they be remotely be affiliated to left or right? Stop being stupid, Amy.

"the french media have surrendered" what the heck is she talking about?? French medias are covering this 24/7. They are literally pulling out NUMBERS of burned car/train/ buildings, AND how many looters have been arrested (who are by THOUSANDS)

Why is she literally making shit up to sound dramatic? Is she stupid???

Oh and look at the Islam shoe horning here when this incident has NOTHING to do with Islam. We don't even know whether the kid was Muslim... Those looting are more of a social justice movement, not religious. No islamist movement ever looted cities.

and theeeeere go Elon Musk attention seeking ass sliding into the convo. First of all, non Europeans need to stop lumping"Europe" like it was a monolith. European countries still have very different policies when it comes to gun carrying, so brushing the whole continent à la whether "Europeans need better gun access" is stupid.

And yeah, Elon : unlike what stupid USAmericans gun sexuals say, gun ownership is legal in France. It's just that culturally we aren't fond of gun ownership. Even if there was a policy to ease up gun access, those who are already owning those (illegal) guns -and are french, not immigrants- would be the first to jump on the opportunity to level up their artillery legally, so the poltards foreigners who know NOTHING about France social climate acting like gun carrying like the crux of social peace are stupid. If anything, ut's just going to accelerate the process of civil war that those demons are lowkey summoning.

#bruh I'm better at reporting this that these shitty journalist #they burned a tram in my city but it's getting under control #most cities imposed a curfew #police patrols got reinforced #it's getting under control #those idiots are just fearmongering #papi report #< new tag? lol #papi watch

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cliffandthekid-archive · 1 year

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So how does Sierra get involved with the autobots in your AU? How did she meet Cliffhumper? Does she get along with the other kids or autobots? (Sorry if this question was already asked in the past but thought it'd be fun to ask. I love AUs)

/rubs both hands together with a gleeful cackle

Real life answer: several years ago I had the thought "what sorts of shenanigans would Cliff get in if he'd lived past episode one?" Which led to the question of whether he'd have a human companion or not, which led to a couple of fan fics, and eventually to here!

In-story: Getting caught in a massive energon explosion roughed Cliffjumper up even more than in canon, enough that the Decepticons didn't want to bother hauling his aft up onto the Nemesis. Instead, Starscream came down to the ground to make his arrogant speech and deliver the killing blow - only for a groundbridge to open up and drop Team Prime onto the scene. Cons retreat, Ratchet hustles to keep Cliff online, Arcee still goes on her moody drive through Jasper... etc etc.

The first few episodes progress much the same, but with Cliff only passingly lucid half the time, until he's fixed up enough to finally start moving around again and interacting with people again. Especially the three human kids, who he quite comes to like. So much so that it's... a bit weird, seeing them come and go with his teammates while Cliffjumper is still confined to base.

It isn't jealousy. It isn't. Or at least that's what he keeps telling himself.

Fast forward a couple more weeks. Cliff finally gets the go-ahead to take a drive, aaand of course he picks a night when a massive thunderstorm rolls through the area. But, stubborn fragger doesn't turn around, it's his first taste of freedom since getting blown up.

Then, he happens across a teenager walking along the edge of the highway. Alone, no raincoat, already soaked and shivering.

One thing leads to another, Sierra accepts a ride, and Cliffjumper manages to spin himself as a remote-controlled car, being operated by a government contractor. He takes her home, only to realize- there isn't anybody else there. Turns out Sierra's got a bit of an absent father, and it doesn't take much convincing for her to accept a further invitation to come crash at Cliff's base for the night, especially since she already knows Jack and those other two kids are hanging out there on a regular basis.

It isn't until they actually get there that the whole "giant alien robots" thing comes out.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

#for the scrapbook #thanks for the ask!

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ase-trollplays · 2 years

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Be the Online Blueblood

(Abridged bio)

Your name is Hyleem Merker, and you live in the city with your great dane lusus. Your lifestyle is pretty cushy since you’re a highblood. Your monthly stipends from the empire are all you really need to keep you afloat, but you like having a good stash of backup money, so you choose to work anyways.

At the ripe young age of fourteen and a half sweeps, you basically have it made doing what you enjoy. You’re a prolific snitch streamer and grubtuber going by the username Jupiter_Incoming. Snitch streaming is where a good chunk of your money comes from. You exclusively stream video games, though it’s a pretty even mix of popular games and indie games.

Your grubtube channel, on the other hand, is more for your own amusement than serious monetization. It’s a grab bag of “Try not to laugh” challenges, reaction videos, vlogs, and VODs of your snitch streams. You also have chitter and instagrub accounts as well as a discord server. It’s not too much of a stretch to say your entire livelihood exists online.

When you first started streaming, you were pretty mellow and shy, but over the sweeps your confidence has transformed your online persona into a loud and high energy version of yourself. There’s a lot of playing up how excited you are, but you’re also pretty excitable in real life when you’re around the right people. You want to become a veteran streamer some night and be a hivehold name and meet actual celebrities.

Outside of your streaming and grubtubing, you have a few interests. Although it seems pretty stereotypical for your caste, you have always enjoyed robotics. You mostly build small remote control cars and drones (both flying drons and models of empire drones). You thought about getting more serious with it and making fighting robots for competitive robot fights, but you would cry if you had to watch something you put a ton of work into get the shit beat out of it.

You’re also a sucker for animal rescue videos and foundations, especially dog rescues. You tried fostering once, but your lusus didn’t appreciate having more than one dog in the hive. Also, it majorly cut into your streaming and editing, and you found yourself lacking the sort of patience necessary to be a good foster custodian. However, you will occasionally host charity streams for rescue organizations and shelters.

One thing that is not an interest of yours is roughing it. You’ve never been much of a great outdoors kinda troll. After all, the woods are filled with dangerous shit, and the best way to survive it is by not being there. The noise and hustle and bustle of the highblood district is your only home. However, your forest-dwelling moirail makes it a point to force you to spend time in the forest with her each perigee to “sharpen your survival skills.” You still scream and leap into her arms when you see a snake or a particularly large bug.

Speaking of your moirail, she occasionally lives with you, and you teach her how technology works. She’s lived off the grid her whole life and has no idea how anything outside of living off the land works. It’s definitely a process, but you don’t mind since you like her a lot.

For your strife weapon, you chose nunchucks because you were a stupid kid and thought they were cool. Tragically, you suck at using them, and you can’t figure out how to change your strife deck to something else, so you had to get a secondary one: Pistolkind. You hate confrontation, and a bullet to the head or chest is the fastest way to end an altercation.

Your trollian is not your username despite how easy that would be. Instead, you went with the handle blueExcellence, and “0|||0 You r=ally wish your onlin= car==r would tak= off a litt=e fast=r. 0|||0″

Important tags:

Hyleem things

Hyleem answers

Hyleem muses

About Hyleem

#Hyleem Merker

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brookston · 3 days

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Holidays 9.22

Holidays

American Business Women’s Day

Arbor Day (Barbados)

Band-Aid Day

Canterbury South Day (New Zealand)

Car-Free Day (Europe; Montreal, Canada)

Chainmail Day

Childhood Dementia Day

Chong Chao (Macau)

Crash of Oceanic Flight 815 Anniversary Day (from “Lost”)

Day of Bilbo

Day of Frodo

Day of Partisan Glory (Ukraine)

Day of the Baltic Unity

Dear Diary Day

Elephant Appreciation Day

Emancipation Day (Ohio)

Falls Prevention Awareness Day

Festival of Disappearances

Flag Day (Norway)

Flaunt Your Favorite Beach Towel Day

Grape Day (French Republic)

Hobbit Day

Hug a Vegetarian Day

International Athletic Training and Therapy Day

International Day of Mimes

International Day of Radiant Peace

International Organic Day

Jeans for Genes Day (UK)

Technical Engineer’s Day (Ukraine)

National Centenarian's Day

National Dante Day

National Day (Saudi Arabia)

National Elephant Appreciation Day

National Girls’ Night In Day

National Invasive Aedes Awareness Day

National Khalid Day

National Laundry Workers Day

National Legwear Day

National Online Recovery Day

National Rock ’n’ Roll Dog Day

National States & Capitals Day

National Temperature Control Day

National Walk ’N Roll Dog Day

One Web Day [ website ]

Proposal Day

Remote Employee Appreciation Day

Resistance Fighting Day (Estonia)

Rudaki Day (Tajikistan)

Supergirl Day

Teacher’s Day (Uruguay)

Thrue Bab (Blessed Rainy Day; Bhutan)

Treaty of Basel Day (Switzerland)

Trumpet Day (Mormons)

U.N.C.L.E. Day

World Car-Free Day

World Chronic Myeloid Leukemia (CML( Day

World Energy Storage Day

World Narcolepsy Day

World Rhino Day

World Rose Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Ice Cream Cone Day

International Mixed Berries Muffin Day

National Brown Butter Day

National Drink Local Day

National Eat Local Day

National White Chocolate Day

Independence & Related Days

BBK Empire (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Brunei (from UK, 1984)

Bulgaria (from Ottoman Empire, 1908)

Dale Republic (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Mali (from France, 1960)

Rukora (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Switzerland (Becomes independent state, 1499)

4th Sunday in September

Daughter’s Day [4th Sunday]

Gemera (Southward Equinox; Aretéanism) [4th Sunday] (Earth)

International Daughter’s Day [4th Sunday]

National Good Neighbor Day [4th Sunday] (Original Date)

National Police Memorial Day (UK) [4th Sunday]

Seven For Sunday [Every Sunday]

Soothing Sunday [4th Sunday of Each Month]

Spud Sunday [4th Sunday of Each Month]

Sundae Sunday [Every Sunday]

Sunday Funday [Every Sunday]

World Rivers Day [4th Sunday]

Weekly Holidays beginning September 22 (4th Full Week of September)

Banned Books Week (thru 9.28) [Last Week]

International Deaf Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

International Interpreters and Translators Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Deaf Dog Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Dog Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Employ Older Workers Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Keep Kids Creative Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Wild Rice Week (thru 9.28) [4th Week]

Remember to Register to Vote Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Sea Otter Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Tolkien Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

World Hearing Aid Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

World Reflexology Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Festivals Beginning September 22, 2024

Beer City Festival (Alameda, California)

Country Harvest Fair (Holliston, Massachusetts)

National Association of State Departments of Agriculture Annual Meeting (Indianapolis, Indiana) [thru 9.25]

Philadelphia National Candy, Gift & Gourmet Show (Kalahari Resort, Pocono Manor, Pennsylvania) [thru 9.25]

San Diego Restaurant Week (San Diego, California) [thru 9.29]

Subotica International Festival of Children’s Theatres (Subotica, Serbia) [thru 9.27]

Twin Cities Veg Fest (St. Paul, Minnesota)

Whiskies of the World (San Jose, California)

Feast Days

Alma Thomas (Artology)

Believe the Impossible Day (Pastafarian)

Bodo (Christian; Saint)

Boidromia (Honoring Apollon, god of rescue during war; Ancient Greece)

The Bottle (Muppetism)

Breakfast, Snack, Elevenses, Snack, Lunch, Snack, Tea, Snack, Dinner, Snack, More Snacks, and Bilgewack Day (Borms; Shamanism)

Brother Dave Gardner Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Candidus (Christian; Saint)

Charles Keeping (Artology)

Charles Waterhouse (Artology)

Coya Raymi (Incan Moon Goddess Quilla)

Digna and Emerita (Christian; Saint)

Drink Your Intention Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Elizabeth Bear (Writerism)

Elizabeth Simcoe (Artology)

Emmeram of Regensburg (Christian; Saint)

Esphyr Slobodkina (Artology)

Fay Weldon (Writerism)

Feast of Mikeli (Harvest Celebration; Ancient Latvia)

Felix and Constantia (Christian; Saint)

First Day of Fall [Autumnal Equinox, Northern Hemisphere] (a.k.a. …

Alban Elfed (Celtic Winter Finding)

Autumnal Equinox (a.k.a. Mabon, Alban Elfed; Celtic, Pagan) [6 of 8 Festivals of the Natural Year]

Autumn Stroll Day

Fall Astronomy Day

Feast of Carpo (Celtic Goddess of Autumn)

Festival of Ragutiene and Ragutis (Slavic Goddess & God of Beer)

Festival of the Sea Goddess (Eskimo)

French Republican New Year (France)

Higan (Japan)

Kukulcan Snake God Celebration (Ancient Mayan)

Mabon begins (Northern Hemisphere; Neopaganism)

Miķeļi Festival begins (Latvia; The Week of Iron)

National Falls Prevention Awareness Day

Oenach Carman (Ancient Celtic)

Ostara begins (Southern Hemisphere; Neopaganism)

Proposal Day

Sendai Great Tug-of-War (Japan)

Shubun no Hi (Japan)

Spring Day (Argentina)

Svarog’s Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan Mead Drinking Festival to God of Fire & Sky)

Ignatius of Santhià (Lorenzo Maurizio Belvisotti; Christian; Saint)

Joseph Duplessis (Artology)

Laud of Coutances (Christian; Saint)

Lillian Chestney (Artology)

Mabon (Pagan)

Maurice (Western Christianity)

Maurice and His Companions of the Theban Legion (Christian; Martyrs)

Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis (Artology)

Paul Chong Hasang (Christian; One of The Korean Martyrs)

Persephone’s Descent Into the Underworld (Everyday Wicca)

Phocas (the Gardener, or of Sinope; Christian; Saint)

Phocas, Bishop of Sinope (Christian; Saint)

Sadalberga (Christian; Saint)

Saintin (Sanctinus) de Meaux (Christian; Saint)

Septimius of Iesi (Christian; Saint)

Shabbat Shuva begins (Sabbath of Return; Judaism) [7 Tishri]

Theban Legion (Christian; Saint)

Thomas of Villanova (Christian; Saint)

Philander Chase (Episcopal Church)

Ritual of the Netjers and the Two Lands (Ancient Egypt)

Schiller (Positivist; Saint)

West Ireland Day (Celtic Book of Days)

Will Elder (Artology)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Premieres

Absalom, Absalom!, by William Faulkner (Novel; 1936)

The Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes (Animated TV Series; 2010)

The Band, by The Band (Album; 1969)

Baywatch (TV Series; 1989)

The Beautiful People, by Marilyn Manson (Song; 1996)

Black Rain (Film; 1989)

Camp Dog (Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Cancer Ward, by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (Novel; 1967)

The Crusader in Egypt, by Giacomo Meyerbeer (Opera; 1825)

Das Rheingold, by Richard Wagner (Opera; 1869) [Ring of the Nibelung #1]

Davy Crockett at the Alamo (Disney TV Film; 1963)

Dizzy Up the Girl, by The Goo Goo Dolls (Album; 1998)

Empire Records (Film; 1995)

Erik the Viking (Film; 1989)

Family Matters (TV Series; 1989)

Family Ties (TV Series; 1982)

The Fantasticks (Film; 2000)

Fiddler on the Roof (Broadway Musical; 1964)

First Aiders (Disney Cartoon; 1944)

Friends (TV Series; 1994)

Full House (TV Series; 1987)

Goofy’s Freeway Troubles (Disney Cartoon; 1965)

Gotham (TV Series; 2014)

The Jet Cage (WB LT Cartoon; 1962)

Kingsman: The Golden Circle (Film; 2017)

The Lego Ninjago Movie (Film; 2017)

Lost (TV Series; 2004)

Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile, by Bernard Waber (Children’s Book; 1965)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (TV Series; 1964)

Maverick (TV Series; 1957)

My Friends Tigger & Pooh (Animated TV Series; 2007)

Officer Duck (Disney Cartoon; 1939)

One National Under a Groove, by Funkadelic (Album; 1976)

Plague Dogs, by Richard Adams (Novel; 1977)

Prometheus Unbound, by Percy Bysshe Shelley (Lyrical Drama; 1820)

Queens of the Stone Age, by the Queens of a Stone Age (Album; 1998)

Se7en (Film; 1995)

Showgirls (Film; 1995)

Sports Night (TV Series; 1998)

Star Wars: Visions (Animated TV Series; 2021)

Thomas the Obscure, by Maurice Blanchot (Novel; 1941)

Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima, by Krzysztof Penderecki (Orchestral Piece; 1961)

Tweety’s S.O.S. (WB MM Cartoon; 1951)

Two and a Half Men (TV Series; 2003)

Veronica Mars (TV Series; 2004)

Woman on Top (Film; 2000)

The West Wing (TV Series; 1999)

You Can't Go Home Again, by Thomas Wolfe (Novel; 1940) [published posthumously]

Today’s Name Days

Emmeram, Mauritius, Moritz (Austria)

Emerita, Katarina, Mauricije, Toma od Villanove (Croatia)

Darina (Czech Republic)

Mauritius (Denmark)

Marvo, Maur, Mauri, Maurits (Estonia)

Mauri (Finland)

Maurice (France)

Emmeram, Gundula, Mauritius, Moritz (Germany)

Fokas, Loizos, Louise, Phokas, Zografia (Greece)

Móric (Hungary)

Maria, Maurizio (Italy)

Maigurs, Māris, Marisa, Mariss, Morics (Latvia)

Tarvinas, Tomas, Virmantė (Lithuania)

Kåre, Kyrre (Norway)

Joachim, Joachima, Maurycy, Prosimir, Tomasz (Poland)

Móric (Slovakia)

Mauricio (Spain)

Maurits, Moritz (Sweden)

Druce, Drucilla, Maurice, Mauricio, Maury, Merrick, Morell, Morris, Morrison, Murray (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 266 of 2024; 100 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of Week 38 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Muin (Vine) [Day 22 of 28]

Chinese: Month 8 (Guy-You), Day 20 (Ji-Chou)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 19 Elul 5784

Islamic: 18 Rabi I 1446

J Cal: 26 Gold; Fryday [26 of 30]

Julian: 9 September 2024

Moon: 72%: Waning Gibbous

Positivist: 14 Shakespeare (10th Month) [Corneille]

Runic Half Month: Gyfu (Gift) [Day 1 of 15]

Season: Autumn or Fall (Day 1 of 90)

Week: 4th Full Week of September

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 32 of 32)

Calendar Changes

Autumn (a.k.a. Fall) [Season 4 of 4]

Gyfu (Gift) [Half-Month 19 of 24; Runic Half-Months] (thru 10.9)

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Holidays 9.22

Holidays

American Business Women’s Day

Arbor Day (Barbados)

Band-Aid Day

Canterbury South Day (New Zealand)

Car-Free Day (Europe; Montreal, Canada)

Chainmail Day

Childhood Dementia Day

Chong Chao (Macau)

Crash of Oceanic Flight 815 Anniversary Day (from “Lost”)

Day of Bilbo

Day of Frodo

Day of Partisan Glory (Ukraine)

Day of the Baltic Unity

Dear Diary Day

Elephant Appreciation Day

Emancipation Day (Ohio)

Falls Prevention Awareness Day

Festival of Disappearances

Flag Day (Norway)

Flaunt Your Favorite Beach Towel Day

Grape Day (French Republic)

Hobbit Day

Hug a Vegetarian Day

International Athletic Training and Therapy Day

International Day of Mimes

International Day of Radiant Peace

International Organic Day

Jeans for Genes Day (UK)

Technical Engineer’s Day (Ukraine)

National Centenarian's Day

National Dante Day

National Day (Saudi Arabia)

National Elephant Appreciation Day

National Girls’ Night In Day

National Invasive Aedes Awareness Day

National Khalid Day

National Laundry Workers Day

National Legwear Day

National Online Recovery Day

National Rock ’n’ Roll Dog Day

National States & Capitals Day

National Temperature Control Day

National Walk ’N Roll Dog Day

One Web Day [ website ]

Proposal Day

Remote Employee Appreciation Day

Resistance Fighting Day (Estonia)

Rudaki Day (Tajikistan)

Supergirl Day

Teacher’s Day (Uruguay)

Thrue Bab (Blessed Rainy Day; Bhutan)

Treaty of Basel Day (Switzerland)

Trumpet Day (Mormons)

U.N.C.L.E. Day

World Car-Free Day

World Chronic Myeloid Leukemia (CML( Day

World Energy Storage Day

World Narcolepsy Day

World Rhino Day

World Rose Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Ice Cream Cone Day

International Mixed Berries Muffin Day

National Brown Butter Day

National Drink Local Day

National Eat Local Day

National White Chocolate Day

Independence & Related Days

BBK Empire (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Brunei (from UK, 1984)

Bulgaria (from Ottoman Empire, 1908)

Dale Republic (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Mali (from France, 1960)

Rukora (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Switzerland (Becomes independent state, 1499)

4th Sunday in September

Daughter’s Day [4th Sunday]

Gemera (Southward Equinox; Aretéanism) [4th Sunday] (Earth)

International Daughter’s Day [4th Sunday]

National Good Neighbor Day [4th Sunday] (Original Date)

National Police Memorial Day (UK) [4th Sunday]

Seven For Sunday [Every Sunday]

Soothing Sunday [4th Sunday of Each Month]

Spud Sunday [4th Sunday of Each Month]

Sundae Sunday [Every Sunday]

Sunday Funday [Every Sunday]

World Rivers Day [4th Sunday]

Weekly Holidays beginning September 22 (4th Full Week of September)

Banned Books Week (thru 9.28) [Last Week]

International Deaf Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

International Interpreters and Translators Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Deaf Dog Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Dog Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Employ Older Workers Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Keep Kids Creative Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

National Wild Rice Week (thru 9.28) [4th Week]

Remember to Register to Vote Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Sea Otter Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Tolkien Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

World Hearing Aid Awareness Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

World Reflexology Week (thru 9.28) [Last Full Week]

Festivals Beginning September 22, 2024

Beer City Festival (Alameda, California)

Country Harvest Fair (Holliston, Massachusetts)

National Association of State Departments of Agriculture Annual Meeting (Indianapolis, Indiana) [thru 9.25]

Philadelphia National Candy, Gift & Gourmet Show (Kalahari Resort, Pocono Manor, Pennsylvania) [thru 9.25]

San Diego Restaurant Week (San Diego, California) [thru 9.29]

Subotica International Festival of Children’s Theatres (Subotica, Serbia) [thru 9.27]

Twin Cities Veg Fest (St. Paul, Minnesota)

Whiskies of the World (San Jose, California)

Feast Days

Alma Thomas (Artology)

Believe the Impossible Day (Pastafarian)

Bodo (Christian; Saint)

Boidromia (Honoring Apollon, god of rescue during war; Ancient Greece)

The Bottle (Muppetism)

Breakfast, Snack, Elevenses, Snack, Lunch, Snack, Tea, Snack, Dinner, Snack, More Snacks, and Bilgewack Day (Borms; Shamanism)

Brother Dave Gardner Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Candidus (Christian; Saint)

Charles Keeping (Artology)

Charles Waterhouse (Artology)

Coya Raymi (Incan Moon Goddess Quilla)

Digna and Emerita (Christian; Saint)

Drink Your Intention Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Elizabeth Bear (Writerism)

Elizabeth Simcoe (Artology)

Emmeram of Regensburg (Christian; Saint)

Esphyr Slobodkina (Artology)

Fay Weldon (Writerism)

Feast of Mikeli (Harvest Celebration; Ancient Latvia)

Felix and Constantia (Christian; Saint)

First Day of Fall [Autumnal Equinox, Northern Hemisphere] (a.k.a. …

Alban Elfed (Celtic Winter Finding)

Autumnal Equinox (a.k.a. Mabon, Alban Elfed; Celtic, Pagan) [6 of 8 Festivals of the Natural Year]

Autumn Stroll Day

Fall Astronomy Day

Feast of Carpo (Celtic Goddess of Autumn)

Festival of Ragutiene and Ragutis (Slavic Goddess & God of Beer)

Festival of the Sea Goddess (Eskimo)

French Republican New Year (France)

Higan (Japan)

Kukulcan Snake God Celebration (Ancient Mayan)

Mabon begins (Northern Hemisphere; Neopaganism)

Miķeļi Festival begins (Latvia; The Week of Iron)

National Falls Prevention Awareness Day

Oenach Carman (Ancient Celtic)

Ostara begins (Southern Hemisphere; Neopaganism)

Proposal Day

Sendai Great Tug-of-War (Japan)

Shubun no Hi (Japan)

Spring Day (Argentina)

Svarog’s Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan Mead Drinking Festival to God of Fire & Sky)

Ignatius of Santhià (Lorenzo Maurizio Belvisotti; Christian; Saint)

Joseph Duplessis (Artology)

Laud of Coutances (Christian; Saint)

Lillian Chestney (Artology)

Mabon (Pagan)

Maurice (Western Christianity)

Maurice and His Companions of the Theban Legion (Christian; Martyrs)

Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis (Artology)

Paul Chong Hasang (Christian; One of The Korean Martyrs)

Persephone’s Descent Into the Underworld (Everyday Wicca)

Phocas (the Gardener, or of Sinope; Christian; Saint)

Phocas, Bishop of Sinope (Christian; Saint)

Sadalberga (Christian; Saint)

Saintin (Sanctinus) de Meaux (Christian; Saint)

Septimius of Iesi (Christian; Saint)

Shabbat Shuva begins (Sabbath of Return; Judaism) [7 Tishri]

Theban Legion (Christian; Saint)

Thomas of Villanova (Christian; Saint)

Philander Chase (Episcopal Church)

Ritual of the Netjers and the Two Lands (Ancient Egypt)

Schiller (Positivist; Saint)

West Ireland Day (Celtic Book of Days)

Will Elder (Artology)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Premieres

Absalom, Absalom!, by William Faulkner (Novel; 1936)

The Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes (Animated TV Series; 2010)

The Band, by The Band (Album; 1969)

Baywatch (TV Series; 1989)

The Beautiful People, by Marilyn Manson (Song; 1996)

Black Rain (Film; 1989)

Camp Dog (Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Cancer Ward, by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (Novel; 1967)

The Crusader in Egypt, by Giacomo Meyerbeer (Opera; 1825)

Das Rheingold, by Richard Wagner (Opera; 1869) [Ring of the Nibelung #1]

Davy Crockett at the Alamo (Disney TV Film; 1963)

Dizzy Up the Girl, by The Goo Goo Dolls (Album; 1998)

Empire Records (Film; 1995)

Erik the Viking (Film; 1989)

Family Matters (TV Series; 1989)

Family Ties (TV Series; 1982)

The Fantasticks (Film; 2000)

Fiddler on the Roof (Broadway Musical; 1964)

First Aiders (Disney Cartoon; 1944)

Friends (TV Series; 1994)

Full House (TV Series; 1987)

Goofy’s Freeway Troubles (Disney Cartoon; 1965)

Gotham (TV Series; 2014)

The Jet Cage (WB LT Cartoon; 1962)

Kingsman: The Golden Circle (Film; 2017)

The Lego Ninjago Movie (Film; 2017)

Lost (TV Series; 2004)

Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile, by Bernard Waber (Children’s Book; 1965)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (TV Series; 1964)

Maverick (TV Series; 1957)

My Friends Tigger & Pooh (Animated TV Series; 2007)

Officer Duck (Disney Cartoon; 1939)

One National Under a Groove, by Funkadelic (Album; 1976)

Plague Dogs, by Richard Adams (Novel; 1977)

Prometheus Unbound, by Percy Bysshe Shelley (Lyrical Drama; 1820)

Queens of the Stone Age, by the Queens of a Stone Age (Album; 1998)

Se7en (Film; 1995)

Showgirls (Film; 1995)

Sports Night (TV Series; 1998)

Star Wars: Visions (Animated TV Series; 2021)

Thomas the Obscure, by Maurice Blanchot (Novel; 1941)

Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima, by Krzysztof Penderecki (Orchestral Piece; 1961)

Tweety’s S.O.S. (WB MM Cartoon; 1951)

Two and a Half Men (TV Series; 2003)

Veronica Mars (TV Series; 2004)

Woman on Top (Film; 2000)

The West Wing (TV Series; 1999)

You Can't Go Home Again, by Thomas Wolfe (Novel; 1940) [published posthumously]

Today’s Name Days

Emmeram, Mauritius, Moritz (Austria)

Emerita, Katarina, Mauricije, Toma od Villanove (Croatia)

Darina (Czech Republic)

Mauritius (Denmark)

Marvo, Maur, Mauri, Maurits (Estonia)

Mauri (Finland)

Maurice (France)

Emmeram, Gundula, Mauritius, Moritz (Germany)

Fokas, Loizos, Louise, Phokas, Zografia (Greece)

Móric (Hungary)

Maria, Maurizio (Italy)

Maigurs, Māris, Marisa, Mariss, Morics (Latvia)

Tarvinas, Tomas, Virmantė (Lithuania)

Kåre, Kyrre (Norway)

Joachim, Joachima, Maurycy, Prosimir, Tomasz (Poland)

Móric (Slovakia)

Mauricio (Spain)

Maurits, Moritz (Sweden)

Druce, Drucilla, Maurice, Mauricio, Maury, Merrick, Morell, Morris, Morrison, Murray (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 266 of 2024; 100 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of Week 38 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Muin (Vine) [Day 22 of 28]

Chinese: Month 8 (Guy-You), Day 20 (Ji-Chou)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 19 Elul 5784

Islamic: 18 Rabi I 1446

J Cal: 26 Gold; Fryday [26 of 30]

Julian: 9 September 2024

Moon: 72%: Waning Gibbous

Positivist: 14 Shakespeare (10th Month) [Corneille]

Runic Half Month: Gyfu (Gift) [Day 1 of 15]

Season: Autumn or Fall (Day 1 of 90)

Week: 4th Full Week of September

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 32 of 32)

Calendar Changes

Autumn (a.k.a. Fall) [Season 4 of 4]

Gyfu (Gift) [Half-Month 19 of 24; Runic Half-Months] (thru 10.9)

#Holidays

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