#so like. i can't log into it on the computer because apparently at some point in the last like decade they migrated their servers? so i have

[ravings-of-a-mad-scientist]

I think there is something of a story that could be made out of tech no longer being supported by the tech is life supporting

You know what? YES! There is a story to be made out of tech no longer being supported even though it's life supporting! My fuckin emails!

I used to use Windows' default mail app, which sucked. It couldn't work with custom email addresses and was generally janky, but you know what? It was my janky default mail app, because I was too lazy to change it to a better one. Just like with every other default app included with Windows 10 (which I still use even though they came out with a Windows 11 (even though they said they'd never do that (fuckin tryhards)))

But then Windows was all like

"mail app will no longer be supported, please switch to Outlook, bleh".

And that's when my alarm bells started ringing. I knew shit was going down hill. First they took Flash, and now they're after my fuckin MAIL?!? Is nothing sacred???

And what's worse, they had the gall to make *me* do something, and accept change, when I'd much rather be embracing stagnancy. What? Are we too good for the bare minimum all of a sudden?

But, I also knew the deadline was like six months away, so I didn't do shit and forgot about it. Because I have a heavy prescription for A.D.D., a mental disorder which makes it difficult to not put things off until the last minute since I can't think in scales longer than about six days. I am heavily dependant on my calendar app to tell me when to do stuff.

But then it happened. Six entire months had passed, and I finally had to change to Outlook. That made my afternoon a SLIGHTLY more stressful and busy than it'd have normally been, the bastards

But, you know what? There's no point getting angry over that. I think I might have just been too complacent with my old shitty default mail app all that time, and was too lazy and had too many dysfunctioning executives to look for better options. I might never have known what other mail apps could be like until someone gave me that little push. There really is a lesson to be learned here. 😔

And you know what that lesson is?

DON'T EVER FUKIN TRUST WINDOWS! BECAUSE OUTLOOK IS WAY SHITTER AND JANKIER THAN MAIL APP! WHY DID THEY MAKE ME SWITCH TO IT???

It takes forever to open, it also fucked the calendar app because apparently those can't be separate windows anymore so I had to spend like 20 minutes fixing it, then it fucked my wife, and just today it refused to open at all because it FALSELY believed it was already open.

I ended up having to restart my entire ass computer, WITH A FORCED WINDOWS UPDATE, giving me plenty of time to write this post. Haven't slept in 42 hours btw (unrelated). Then Outlook decided to log me out, so I had to find my password to sign back in. Meanwhile, I couldn't do any work because the only thing I needed to do was see my goddamned emails! So I finally get in, and I discovered that apparently that Windows update was updating Outlook, because I had to tell them that NO, I DON'T WANT MY DATA HARVESTED.

All this and for what? Fashionable looking UI design? Compatibility with email handles that don't end with @gmail.com?

What do I look like, some kinda jackass who owns multiple alternate email addresses with custom domains? Custom domains that I've been using an entirely separate web based email service to check since the old mail app wouldn't let me open them, but I was just too lazy to switch over to completely for my primary work and school gmails? Do I look like someone who bought themadscientist@ravingsofamadscientist.com thinking that somehow a *mailing list* would make me INTERNET FAMOUS?

Because yes, I am and I did do that. But you know what? I STILL do all that because I haven't gotten around to putting those emails into Outlook!

YOUR FORCED EMAIL SERVICE MIGRATION ACHIEVED NOTHING! SUCK IT BILL GATES!

[blazehedgehog]

What are your thoughts on Elon Musk?

A man that is deeply out of touch with reality. He has the capacity to build things that are good and useful but his ego gets in the way and he has absolutely no perspective on how to get around it. He's grown up in a world where any problem his ego creates, he can throw money at it until it goes away.

Like a lot of the truly rich, he believes he isn't just wealthy, but part of an elite ruling class that can dictate how the rest of the world operates. That he deserves to control people he's never met and does not really understand.

And he keeps getting richer; a sign that he must be doing something right, right? Even when he fails, he fails upward, because the system is so rigged to provide safety nets and windfalls and cushion those who are already too rich to fail. Notch may have gone crazy and burned himself out on his money, but even he said that there gets to be a point where you have so much money you can't spend it fast enough. If its in a bank, it's always earning interest, and guys like Elon Musk earn more money just in interest payments alone than most of us will ever see in our entire lifetimes.

It's not just him, either. He comes from a legacy of spoiled brats who can throw funding at every whim they get and then pat themselves on the back for letting everyone else do all the trenches work.

I mean that was the first big turning point, right? Rescuing those kids from that cave. He proposed this big complicated submarine device and hired other folks to take care of it... and then some dude just swam in there and did it. Didn't make a big deal about it or anything. And Elon got super whiny and pissy because he couldn't have his flashy Tony Stark moment. A regular, normal guy quietly saved the day and didn't spend $30 million and several weeks in R&D. The ultimate ideas guy didn't have a good enough idea and it publicly humiliated him.

Sometimes having that kind of money is the key to success. And Musk has had his successes. But I feel like he's gotten so deep in trying to prove how smart he is that it keeps backfiring on him over, and over, and over again. He makes sky high promises, can't actually deliver, and it embarrasses him. It's the submarine problem on repeat.

On top of, y'know, being the boss from hell, an unsupportive and absentee father, a pill addict, and an all around bad person, apparently. And instead of admitting his faults, he just doubles down and tries to cover it up. Failure should not matter to him and yet it very visibly eats him up.

It's because he views himself as the one true king of the universe. His wealth proves that. And no matter how badly he messes up, he'll still have a cadre of tech bloggers slurping up news stories about his robots, or self-driving cars, or brain computer implants, no matter how much of it actually exists or actually works as intended.

Because if there's one thing money can buy in spades, it's the spotlight. And that makes it even easier to hate him. Nobody can make him log off but he can, does, and is currently making it our problem.

[anonymous-dentist]

i haven’t even able to catch any of roier’s streams from last week, how was pepito acting ooc? the character itself was different? i heard that two different admins are playing it.

Okay, so Pepito's og admin spent a few days not playing Pepito due to I thiiink computer issues? And that's fine, I don't care about that, eggs' admins fill in for each other all the time.

The thing about Pepito, though is that he was lowkey super weird last night? Like, he was depressed, yeah, just like he was on the first day, but the thing about that is that Pepito on the first day more or less cheered right up the second she met Roier for the first time. Before that, he spent over an hour moping around over his parents not being there, but he was just fine when Roier arrived.

Pepito then spent the next few days hanging around Roier and trying to get him to love her, and like? It was almost working! You can see that it was working by watching Roier's stream last night, actually, because he's attached to his Pepito, the one who loves him. He spent the whole night like "Man, Pepito's been possessed. Pepito isn't my Pepito, they're Otipep". Like Pepito legit logged off the night before like "omg I have this chest full of things for my dad!" and then Pepito got online last night and proceeded to be the complete opposite of how he's been basically since day one: moping around, saying that Roier doesn't love him, saying that he's forever alone, and not remotely yes-and-ing anything cc!Roier tried doing.

At one point, qRoier just kinda. Gave up. Because he tried hanging out with Pepito, actually, but Pepito just kept leaving him and telling him to go away, and it got to the point where Pepito legit just wandered off to apparently set up his bed in the middle of spawn. So Roier went down into his basement to build, and he had that big huge speech about how nothing's real and that he knows that Pepito isn't real because his "programming" changed so suddenly and he became someone that isn't Roier's Pepito, and that was a really good improv moment from ccRoier tbh working off of the (probably accidental) lack of communication between Pepito's two admins

It's just kinda weird to see this big of a discrepancy between egg admins regarding egg characterization because you normally can't tell the difference between admins when they're replacing each other, yk? Or, when there is a difference, the cc usually makes some funny little jokes about it that the egg suffers over jokingly. But last night was just. Weird. Because Pepito's admin didn't roll with nearly anything Roier tried throwing at them and it kinda just felt a little awkward considering the character we've been dealing with for the past couple of days.

Idk man, it was just. Weird?

[vault81]

Jack Cooke's Travel Log: Fort Independence & Fairfax - 25/08/2277

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“Reported back to Moira about ROBCO, minus some bodyhair, turns out she knew the whole time that this was probably gonna happen. Suffice it to say there was so much shouting the Sheriff was called due to a ‘noise compliant’”

“After I eventually finished foaming at the mouth with rage, I was ready to part ways with her right then! that was until she offered me another job, now I bet you’re thinking ‘Jack, why would you take a job from a woman with such terrible track record of withholding lifesaving information!” Because I’m desperate that’s why. The more I work with her, the more caps I make and the more of name I make for myself! With that I’ll eventually be able to get some decent information on Dad! so, reluctantly, I agreed to help her again.”

“Now, she wanted me to go to a place called ‘Arlington Library’ in you guessed it, Arlington! apparently it’s supposed to be some kinda treasure trove of pre-war information. Well, at least the computers are. I’m not too sure if the books themselves actually survived, I’d imagine they’re not fireproof, or nuclear bomb proof. Anyway, I’m supposed to get her a ‘card catalogue’ or a copy of the archives themselves. Now I’ve no idea what a card catalogue is, or why cards would help civilisation rebuild.. but that kinda thinking is above my pay grade!”

“According to the map the library was south west of Megaton, just a stones throw from the old pentagon building! so I knew where I was going, but getting there was an entirely different matter! I thought about just following the Potomac south until I reached Arlington, but I wanna avoid the ruins as much as possible. Especially those big green dudes, I don’t have the ammo to get into a fight them with! Eventually I decided to follow the highway south of Megaton hoping it’d take me around the back of the ruins, which it did, after I got a bit lost first..”

“I must’ve missed my turn at some point because I ended up going east instead of west, in the ruins of a town called Fairfax. Well I say ruins but the town was actually fairly intact! only problem being that it was swarming with raiders, and if I wanted to get back onto the highway I'd have to go through them."

"It really didn't take me long to get through Fairfax, even scoped out the Metro station and found an old chinese special ops training manual. Again though, It just.. doesn't feel right to me... killing that is. I get that it's a necessity up here, people up here don't really have the luxury of debatin' the morals of this.. but that doesn't mean I hate it any less, but you wanna know what I hate more? That I'm getting starting to get numb to it, nobody should be 'used' to killing somebody! We all kill to survive up here, you can't out-talk all your problems.. but still.. that's another person, same as me, just trying to make it... I need to remember that.. Because if I start dehumanising them? seeming them as some 'other', some pest.. some 'raider' then I'm no better then 'em.. when you're able to do that to a person, you lose a piece of yourself... and I'm not willing to lose that piece.."

"Uh, anyway moving on.. when I was leaving Fairfax, I heard gunfire some gunfire down the road.. now typically you're not supposed to walk towards gunfire, but I thought somebody might need some help. Boy was I wrong about that! the gunfire was coming from what looked like and old pre-war military base, probably an armoury or something.. but stationed outside where these.. soldiers? wearing some kind of armour I've never seen before, like a big bulky tin-can.. heard the locals talking about something similar.. they called it 'power armour' some type of pre-war experimental armour developed for some war. These guys had painted their suits black and orange, with a strange symbol on one of the shoulder pauldrons, a sword going through a gear.."

"Didn't seem to eager to start a conversation either.. just called me a 'civilian' and to not interfer with 'em.. they did seem mighty interested in my pipboy though, I'm not sure why though. They're definitely some kinda military.. when I asked all I got told is they were 'Outcasts' and proud of it.. Outcasts from what? I would've like to stay and ask more questions but I wasn't too eager to on the other side of their laser weapons, so I decided to move on while I still had daylight left to burn.."

[stitching-in-time]

Voyager rewatch s2 ep20: Investigations

The episode where the spy plot finally comes to a head, this one was full of all kinds of good stuff.

We open with Neelix starting Voyager's version of a cable access show (what I wouldn't give to see all the crew's segments he mentioned lol), and we soon learn that Tom Paris is leaving Voyager for good because he just doesn't feel like he fits in, and never did. While this had been built up for a while, it never made sense or felt sincere, and I honestly don't remember if I had figured out that something was up the first time I watched it or not. With the benefit of hindsight, and knowing that it was all an act set up to help uncover who was sending messages to the Kazon, it's actually quite heartbreaking to watch Tom have to brush off all his friends showing their concern and telling him how much they care about him and don't want him to go. Robbie McNeill does a very good job walking the tightrope of playing a character who's putting on an act that has to be convincing to the other characters, while still letting the audience see little moments where Tom's true emotions want to break through.

Neelix's tribute to Tom on his little show, with shots of the whole crew throughout the ship stopping to watch, was a really nice moment, because yeah, actually, Tom is a really good person and deserves some credit for it! I'm honestly astounded by how many people on tumblr these days don't like Tom- I always liked him, even back when they still gave him a lot of bad writing, he had a lot of those selfless qualities from the very beginning. I have no idea what show people are watching if the many times Tom risked his life for someone, or gave help or advice to his friends, didn't even register. But Neelix made a bunch of darn good points that the Tom detractors should listen to.

After Tom leaves, Neelix investigates to find out who the spy could be. Of course he inadvertantly asks help from the spy himself, and almost gets attacked by him before the Doctor's zoom call interrupts. (How did the Doctor not notice Jonas right behind Neelix pointing a phaser at him?! There's no way even he's that oblivious, but idk!)

The plot thickens when Tom is kidnapped by the Kazon, but lo and behold, the Captain was hoping for just that! Tom's insubordinate behavior was a plan to entrap the Kazon and find out who the spy is! Gasp! (More of a relief than a surprise for the audience, but I love how Chakotay was so mad about being left out of the loop. Lol he's not part of Janeway and Tuvok's inner circle of space besties just yet.)

Meanwhile, on the Kazon ship, Seska questions Tom, then very stupidly leaves him alone with access to a computer, which he uses to find out who the spy is. The Kazon realize this, and come in guns blazing, but Tom gets an action hero moment as he fights off three armed Kazon singlehandedly, and escapes in one of their shuttles.

Anyway, while Tom is escaping, the warp core is going to breach back on Voyager, because apparently they can't go a day without a warp core breach on that ship (do starships come with manufacturer's warranties?? Because it seems like they should!) and while Neelix is in engineering trying to investigate the missing communication logs, Jonas realizes he's getting close to being uncovered as the spy. Jonas locks out weapons and transporters to aid the Kazon as they chase Tom back to Voyager, and Neelix realizes what he's doing. Neelix gets his own action hero moment as he wrestles with Jonas to try to stop him. A weird plasma fire suddenly appears in engineering, and as they struggle on the catwalk above it, Neelix pushes Jonas over the railing into the plasma fire below, which kills him. Weapons and transporters ate restored, and they rescue Tom before the Kazon destroy his shuttle. There's an incredibly bizarre moment where they ask Neelix what happened in engineering, and he makes some silly comment and then laughs and smiles about it- even though like, dude, you just killed a guy! You literally watched your coworker be incinerated before your eyes a few moments ago, and you're joking and laughing?? What?! Sure, he was a spy, he was a bad guy, he made very bad choices, but like, you didn't know that till a few minutes ago, and he was your shipmate for almost a year! Idk, I feel like a normal response would be sadness of some kind, some sense of loss or betrayal, not, like, a silly little chuckle, but ok then I guess!

Also, what was with that plasma fire?? It appeared out of nowhere just in time for Jonas to fall in and die, and then it magically disappeared! And there was no hole in the floor with an exposed plasma conduit, not even a burn mark on the carpet! What the heck?? I guess it was a magical plasma fire that pops up to mete out doom to Starfleet officers who are deemed impure of heart, lmao. I suppose the writers kind of had to kill him to avoid having to deal with what they were gonna do with him, since they already had Suder confined to quarters forever to deal with, but still, that was pretty lazy to kill him off so perfunctorily and have everyone just be like, cool, he's dead, great! And I think having them figure out how to deal with a spy would have been way more interesting, and had way more they could have done plot-wise with the overall arc, rather than wasting more time on crazy serial killer Suder, but they missed that boat, so we're stuck with what we got.

Tom's scene at the end where he apologizes to the crew on Neelix's show is really great. He clearly feels bad about having to lie to people as part of the mission, and the first thing he does is take responsibility for whoever's feelings he hurt, no 'I was just following orders' buck passing for him. We have our good guy Tom back at last, and I'm always a fan of seeing a man deliver a sincere apology. 10/10, no notes.

The intel Tom brings back from the Kazon ship also details more of Seska's plan to hijack Voyager, which sets up storylines for future episodes.

Tl;dr: A twisty-turny spy thriller that keeps up the suspense and entertainment value throughout, while also giving Tom Paris some particularly good scenes.

[fruit-sy]

Hello hello, it's the fellow Sampo's anon person again. I've literally just logged in and saw you answered my shapeshifting delusion/theory

Regarding the cat thing, well its like multiple theories connected into one so i will try my best to explain it. Firstly, there are folks that think Sampo could be a member of the Masked Fools OR Stellaron Hunters(or both even but I don't want to make this even more complicated). The highest evidence towards the Stellaron Hunter Sampo theory is that besides the three members we've seen in the game aka Kafka, Blade and Silver Wolf, there's two more confirmed ones. Firstly, there's Elio and then there's Sam. And I've seen people speculate that Sampo could be Sam because of the name similarities, (Although apparently they use different letters/symbols in Chinese version for writing those names so that's important to note) but also some folks think he might straight up be Elio because of 4th wall breaking stuff and Elio knowing everything basically.

Now on top of those speculations, there are theories that the cat in Kafka's art could be again, either Elio or Sam and therefore, maybe they are Shapeshifters. (Or maybe they're just a cat. Imagine having a playable cat. That would be wild)

So basically, because some people think that Sampo could be Sam or Elio (Sam I think is definitely more popular opinion in the Stellaron Hunter theory), and other people think that Sam or Elio could have been a cat, then, following this logic:Sampo=cat.

...gosh i sound so insane huh. I'm really sorry for this but I've dug so deep into so many different theories that people might have about this guy, that now if i get any opportunity to share a bit of the craziness I've seen, I'm taking it.

Coming really quickly back to Qingzu, you're making some great points there, I literally have no idea if he was possibly pretending to be Qingzu since we arrived in Luofu or what I-

There's so many questions but not a lot of answers.

I'm sorry

(Sorry for the late reply!)

Ahh, if the chinese characters for Sampo and Sam are different, that kinda settles it for me already. Also in Silverwolf's story IV there's a metal humanoid that follows Blade, Kafka and maybe Elio?

Either the metal humanoid is Elio, or it's Sam. Or it could be someone completely different lol

Hmm, as for Sampo = Elio, I personality don't see it. Elio so far has only been revealed to see various different futures and not outright know they're in a game.

Going to the stretch-zone for this;; But I think his fourth-wall-breaking fits more with him being tied to Elation than with the Stellaron Hunters, just bc we have more evidence that he's linked to Elation than the SH for now.

Some people speculate that because he can break the fourth wall, Elation members might also be able to break the fourth wall. With this in mind, some people speculate that part of the reason why Elation thinks existence is a joke is because they know they're in a video game. The simulated Aha in SU immediately knew they were just an equation in a computer, which leads me to believe the real Aha is equally, or possibly even more self aware, which might apply to their followers as well.

... Though, I will acknowledge that Silver Wolf is able to break the fourth wall. But I'm not sure why exactly she can ^^;

As for the cat -- as much as I'd LOVE to see a playable cat, like not a cat girl, just a walking-on-four-legs-real-ass cat -- I think this is a bit of a stretch. We barely know what Sam and Elio look like, let alone the scope of their abilities. All we know about Sam is that he takes his job very seriously

As for Qingzu, I tried to think if she was in on the plan. As in, if she was a Masked Fool as well. But I really think this is a stretch. I'm not sure how tightly government officials in the Xianzhou hold on to the beliefs of Hunt, but I just can't imagine her also being in cahoots with Elation.

If not that, then maybe it's a tavern buddy of Sampo's.

Anyways, its okay!! We are still early into the story, so it's natural that there are more questions than answers. But while we wait, it won't hurt to speculate! 👀 so lets be crazy together hahahahshajk 🤪🤪💫😜🤪💫

I've dug way too deep into this rabbit hole as well, like Sampo is so sus, there's NO WAY he's not appearing again in the story.

[essence-inked]

I work IT at a university help desk, and I may actually be able to clear this one up.

For my job, we get a lot of account access related calls, so the version of "did you restart the computer" for us is "can you try going to your main account page and logging in."

When someone calls and says they can't access something tied in with their university account, we'll usually start with confirming their credentials are what they say they are even if they tell us they were able to log into other services of ours just earlier that day. We do this not because it's a script (we don't actually have those, there's a couple main points we need to hit, but mostly it's just that the same common sense questions apply to everyone), but because it tells us several things:

If they're using the wrong username (happens a lot because the nomenclature for our school's email addresses changed a while back, and the old ones are still used as aliases but can't be used to log into things with, so this happens a lot with alumni and new students.

If they actually type in their password - some people will save their passwords, and then after resetting them, that info will be wrong. Depending on exactly what the situation is, seeing how they log into something can tip us off about this.

It gives us more info about edge cases. If the user gets a really wonky error, then they can read it out to us directly rather than just saying "it isn't working."

Sometimes people honest to god will just make a mistake. This happens a lot when someone calls saying they just reset their password, but now they can't log in to anything; chances are they wrote their password down wrong. Or, hey, sometimes computer gremlins Just Happen. Either way, if they try to sign in and it doesn't work, they're conveniently at the page where they can reset their password from. So, if they do just get a "wrong password" error, we can go right ahead and show them how to reset it, then make sure they can log in for real this time.

Checking that users can log in usually takes quite literally less than one minute, and if it takes more, then it's probably a very good idea we tried that for starters.

Both those comments are, in some sense, right. The first one is right because 90% of the time, it's the easy and obvious solutions that fix the problem, and the thing is just that the customer was doing them slightly wrong, or didn't know something they needed to, or something of the sort. The second one is right in terms of the experience a lot of people seem to have - there are indeed dumbasses out there like that person who understand rudimentary troubleshooting just enough to get annoyed when someone asks them to give it one more shot real quick, but not enough to realize that there's usually good reason behind the request. And when they get all snippy thinking that they know way more than the tech support people, they do a fantastic job of making the call an absolute nightmare for everyone involved, becoming some sort of obnoxious self-fulfilling prophecy.

Also? There are absolutely customers who know their stuff, and as soon as that becomes apparent, I'll up the technical lingo to match theirs right away. Thing is, every single time I have someone on the phone who starts off the call by telling me how much they know their stuff, without fail, they will then immediately prove themselves wrong. I have yet to encounter someone who acts that way who turns out to be the tech whiz they think they are.

Tech support people don't want to keep you on the phone longer than they absolutely have to, and it's not just for your sanity - it's also for ours. If we're asking you to try a thing, it's for a good damn reason, and the fastest way to actually get your problem sorted out is to maybe trust the expert you called, because if you could've fixed it yourself, then you wouldn't be on the phone with us.

[incorrect-dublin-murder-squad]

Cassie when Frank first offered for her to go undercover: Wait a minute! This is a very big decision. It might affect the course of my entire life. I shall have to think about it.

Cassie: *pauses for 1 second*

Cassie: I’ll do it.

[leftoverenvy]

Tastes Like Sugar

Story alert! Hi guys, I'm back at it again. I'd like to give a special thanks to @milfprotector for helping me come up with a title, @sadgirlml for helping me with the header (you're always amazing at moodboards), and @will-on-the-internet for helping me with developing Emily's interests.

Summary: India Mae, or Indi, is a music major, struggling to pay bills, tuition, work, and make good grades.  Emily Prentiss is a BAU profiler, as well as a DC socialite thanks to her huge family fortune.  The two enter into a mutually beneficial arrangement: Emily will pay for Indi's school if Indi accompanies Emily to her social functions for a few months, posing as her girlfriend.  As weeks go by, the lines between their arrangement and their true feelings start to blur.  But money can't buy love, right?

Pairing: India Mae Banks x Emily Prentiss; OC x Emily Prentiss

Warnings: eventual smut; sugar baby relationships; age gap (16 years - but all over 18); very slow burn

Word Count: 1.5k

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Chapter 1 - Seeking Arrangements

My keys clattered on the counter, ringing out in the silence of my shabby, shared apartment.  I let my bag fall off my shoulder, books thudding against the floor.  Today sucked.  Not only did my professor keep me late to work on my recital piece, I was exhausted from waiting on tables all evening.  It seemed each table was more demanding than the last.  I hadn't eaten dinner, and I just wanted to shower and go to bed.  I quickly popped some leftovers in the microwave and sat down to check my email.

An email from the Bursar's Office caught my attention.  I clicked it immediately and my stomach plummeted to the floor.  "BALANCE DUE: $3,272.18"  How was this possible??  It was the middle of the semester, and my scholarships had already been applied.  I scrolled down for an explanation.  The email said I had been awarded a new scholarship; my loans were, apparently, reduced because my scholarship exceeded the cost of tuition.  I grabbed my computer out of my bag and logged into my financial aid portal.  How was it possible that being awarded a scholarship would cost me money?  Could I send it back?

After such a horrible day, this was the last straw.  I was busting my ass to make ends meet and was struggling to keep up with my courses.  In addition to my general requirements, I had HOURS of practice every day for my music degree.  And then I had to work on top of that.  I felt like I was drowning.  Tears flooded down my face without my permission, and after the first few, I couldn't stop them.  I started sobbing uncontrollably, unsure how I could possibly make over three thousand dollars in two weeks when the bill was due.

"Oh!" Penelope, my roommate, gasped in the doorway, keys hanging from her finger.  "Oh Indi!  What happened??" she asked rushing over.  She immediately put her arm around my shoulder.

"I don't know how I'm supposed to pay this!" I wailed.

"Pay what, sugar?" she asked, always so patient.

I pointed to my computer screen.  "I just got this surprise scholarship but then they reduced my loans, but they already gave me a refund on my loans, so now I owe the school $3,300!  I can't pay that Pen!  I'm barley making my rent payments."

"Oh that's fucked," she commiserated.

"I know!!"  I started sobbing again.  "I was barely going to make it to August when next semester's loans hit.  I can't make it through the summer at this rate.  Even if I work my ass off this summer."

"I thought you were working on your music this summer."

"That was the plan," I said dejectedly, "But if all of my savings have to go to this stupid bill, I'll have to find a job."

"You need a sugar momma."  I just stared at her and raised an eyebrow.  "I'm serious!  Hear me out," she urged.

"Come on, Penelope!  You know that doesn't work out in real life.  That's just for movies."

She scoffed, "There are real life sugar mommas, Indi."

"I know that, but it isn't as glamorous as you might think.  It would be hard enough to find a sugar daddy that 1) actually had money, and 2) wasn't disgusting.  What in the world makes you think I can find a gay woman to do that?"

"I think you'd have more success than you think.  Any woman would be lucky to have you as their sugar baby.  Think about it!  You don't like a lot of stuff…except for your ratty books, I suppose.  You'd be a sugar momma's dream!"

I laughed, wiping the tears from my eyes.  Penelope always knew how to make me feel better.  "No way, Pen.  I appreciate the pep talk, but I'll figure this out on my own."

"Fine.  Figure this out yourself but get online anyway.  You deserve to find happiness and love."

"Woah!" I protested, "When did love come into play?  I thought you wanted me to find a sugar momma."

"That'd be fine too."  Pity overran her eyes as she said, "I just worry about you.  You're always so alone.  You haven't dated since Hunter-"

"Pen!" I interrupted.

"And you NEED to get back out there," she continued.  "I don't want you to be lonely."

"I'm focusing on school.  My schedule is so crazy with this recital coming up and working enough to pay my share of the bills."

"And that means the only plans you can have on Friday and Saturday nights is burying your nose in a book?"  That one stung a bit.  A true romantic, I was always lost in my books.  Even as a kid, the universes created in my books were always preferable to real life.  And now, I could never settle for anything less than the perfect love story.  I didn't think it was a shortcoming until hearing Penelope say that out loud.

I sighed and grabbed all my stuff.  "Never gonna happen, Penelope."

"Wait - India!  I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it, Pen; you're not wrong.  I'm just tired.  I'll see you tomorrow," I finished as I was closing the door to my room.  I immediately fell on my bed, exhausted and confused.  Was it really so bad to want true love?  Sure, I had tried the casual hookup thing before - who didn't in college?  But it wasn't for me.  I couldn't ever follow through because sex was supposed to mean something.  Which is why Penelope was right.  I did find myself alone most Friday and Saturday nights.

I was a bit embarrassed.  Even if I did find someone who I could stomach being with, I was so inexperienced.  I'd only had one girlfriend - one sexual partner.  If I did find a sugar momma, how could I possibly be enough for an older, more experienced woman?  But that bill hung heavy on my mind.  Before I even knew what I was doing, I had google open searching for the best sugar baby website. 

I scrolled through several and finally settled on one and hit "sign up."  Jesus Christ what was I doing?  Paying the bills.  Who cares if you whore yourself out to complete school? 

It initially asked for a bio and a profile picture.  I silently thanked Penelope for insisting on always taking my picture when I looked nice.  Though I had always complained about it before, I had three good ones to choose from thanks to her.  I also included a video from my last piano recital.  I never felt beautiful except when I was behind the big piano.  I could hide behind music.  To fully capture myself, I took a last "candid" picture with the timer on my computer of me reading.

Before I could think twice about it and chicken out, I hit "create."  No going back now.  If I'm gonna do this thing, I'm gonna do it.  I started to scroll through all the profiles.  When I only saw men, I was disheartened.  But then I remembered I was supposed to change the filters.  I quickly turned off all men and my home screen was now flooded with older women.  As I began scrolling, I quickly discovered it was exactly as I had previously thought.  There was no one worth getting excited over.

And then my breath caught in my throat.  I prayed to every god I could think of that this profile was real because she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.  Her black bangs framed knowing, smiling eyes surrounded by crow's feet.  My finger unconsciously moved the cursor over and clicked on "View Emily's Profile."  It wasn't even a choice. 

My eyes bulged at her net worth and annual income.  Jeez!  How was it possible to have that much money?  Someone that beautiful and rich?  Life was cruelly unfair sometimes.  Her profile was pretty basic; there weren't a lot of details.  Her bio simply read, "Emily, 38, seeking companionship and dates."  I could provide companionship and dates for money.  Dates weren't whoring yourself out, right?  It made me feel marginally better about what I was doing.

Was sixteen years too large an age gap?  Would we have anything in common?  Could I really allow myself and my time to be sold to some stranger?  But as I looked back at her eyes and soft smile, I realized that yes, yes I could.  There was something intriguing about her.  I couldn't put my finger on what it was exactly.  I just knew that I wanted to know more about her.  What would someone like her be doing on a site like this?  Surely she didn't have trouble finding someone in real life?  What was she hiding?  Or lying about?

Despite my reservations, I clicked the "like" button and hoped she would like me back so we could start a conversation.  And for another few minutes I stared at her picture, desperately wishing Emily could be the savior to pull me out of this financial mess.

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[oh-for-fic-sake]

Dress Codes,Nooky And  Cock Blocks

Masterlist

Henry tries to be a white knight and realizes Kal is to smart for his own good.

Request/Prompt: Henry and Kal meets you from work after having a bad day. Playing with Kal to make Henry jealous. Shutting kal out for some nooky but Kal sits outside the door barking and howling.

Warnings: Smutty Almost Smut! Fluff, Swearing

A/N: so this has combined two ideas one of which is from the lovely @being-worthy This was going to be a Pooh bear chapter two but hasn't quite fit the bill. Anyway I hope you all enjoy.  P.S I 100% belive Kal would be a little shit!!!

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This was a fucking piss take your manager was an asshole! You huffed about the office still trying to process the stupidity he just fucking spouted at you. You moved to the ladies room phone in hand ready to vent locking yourself in a stall fingers poised to rant in a long ass text message but you froze. Henry was home well at the gym to be more specific. He was over the moon having just snagged the role of Geralt of Rivia and had been working tirelessly on bulking up for the role especially now that he was getting the dates for shooting. You paused taking a deep breath. No. You cant vent to him and ruined his day to. You growled and moved leaving the bathroom slamming the door thankful that you only had another hour, at least the prick had the decency to wait until the end of the day.

You through your phone down into the bag sitting at your desk for a few moments. You cast your eyes over the computer screen seeing the little bimbo...His little bimbo Stacey there was an office romance between your asshat of a manager and this little blonde. She ran about the office in small tight skirts hair immaculate and thick makeup smeared across her face and fuck me glasses that were an accessory not prescription like yours. She had a snug fitted blouse and pencil skirt on flitting about the office in some dangerous looking heels. More feminine? Was you supposed to jump up and say 'yes sir of course Sir, anything to keep this job sir' then flutter your lashes at him?.

Fuck that, and fuck this be more feminine bullshit, there was no written dress code and as far as things had gone you were doing your job pretty damn well and you didn't need heels to do it!

You scowled seeing the blonde slip out followed by your manager it mus be time fore their discrete get away a make out in the copier room...How original. You sighed clicking your mouse scanning through the next lot of appointments...No more today but there was a shit tonne tomorrow. You sighed getting down...Was your job really on the line over skirts,  makeup and heels? Sure you were on probation but they couldn't sack you for breaking a non existent dress code...Could they.honestly you wouldn't put it past Dave he seemed to have some fucked up traditional views.

Your attention was quickly drawn down to your phone buzzing you smiled seeing it was Henry quickly tapping the notification.

'Bbe you still at the office?? Miss you! 😘😘' You smiled softly heaving a deep breath then began typing.

'Yep still here not for long though finish in 1hr thank god 😘😘 u 2 at the gym still??' You sent the text and got a reply pretty quick you smiled he must have left the gym to reply so quick. Your thoughts wandered a daydream of the huge glorious man puffed out and sweaty ugh yes that's what you needed right now your man to just ruin you fuck the stress and doubt right out of you!. Your eyes scanned the new text he had sent pulljng you out of your raunchy thoughts.

'No just left walking Kal around the park he got a bit excited need to wear him out, so have a good day?'

'😂 good luck with that. And its been okay...G2g shopping after apparently I need to dress more feminine😒😒 so will be home late' You frowned hearing the two love birds enter the office again wrapped up around one another professionally you rolled your eyes as the blonde pulled away from your manager giggling and made her way to the computer opposite you instantly reaching for her compact mirror trying to correct the smeared lipstick across her face. Your phone pinged and you looked down face lighting up a little seeing the anger emojis. Henry felt the same ass you.

'😡😡🤬WTF? wats tht sppsd 2 mean?' you cringed maybe you should have just kept your mouth shut but it was too late now you sighed trying to placate him.

'I need to wear skirts and shit...be an office bimbo no big deal🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ just get a few skirts thts all' you typed back his reply was immediate almost as if he'd been typing the same time as you. Wincing you prepared yourself for the worse, Henry was a very protective man and you knew he hated the whole gender roles thing.

'😡😡You dnt need makeup and shit!! ur gorgeous dnt u listen to that wanker!! Can't u leave early?? Say ur going shopping?? Just get out of there! please love dnt let this get 2 u!!🥺🥺 I love u, ur perfect!!😍😘😘😍' You grinned got flushing rereading the words a warmth in your chest. You knew that he meant every word. Stacey looked over with a smirk snapping the compact shut and pointed a false nail in your direction.

"Oh? Is that a blush? Who are you texting? Someone cute?" You flicked your eyes up to her you didn't have anything against her per say but you were different people, she was all Instagram, kardashians and trending and you were all gaming, books and cosy pajamas. You never really spoke to her if you could help it.

"Err yeah...My boyfriend" you admitted looking down seeing another text from him. Another round of compliments and reassuring words lit up your screen.

'I mean it bbe I know u! dnt beat urself up over it! Dont u let him get 2 u!😘😘' you smiled softly yes he did know you and he knew this had not only made you angry but also insecure. You thought you looked good at work you always made a point to look 'put together' but it wasn't enough?

"Ooo was that him again? You never told me you had a boyfriend! Is he new? How long have you been together? What does he do? Whats he saying!?" You gulped as she got up quickly scuttling around the desk as fast as she could in her heels and skirt.

"We've been together a few years...He's just asking me to leave early and catch diner with him but I don't think Dave would like that..." Stacey's face lit up and she beamed at you. She was happy to have something else to gossip about.

"Oh! that’s so sweet~ he wants to steal you away for dinner! You know I wish Dave would do that but he only really pays attention to me at work....So does this sweet mystery man have a name?" You looked up at her tilting your phone away a little so she didn't see Henry's on going threats of 'coming down there and teaching Dave some manners by ripping his tongue out his ass' you shook your head as you caught the ass end of a long text full of emojis...You sort of regret teaching him the meanings of them....Was that an eggplant in the middle?.

"Henry...His name is Henry and he's an actor" Stacey squealed cupping her face completely excited for some reason.

"Oh that's so cute! You know its always you shy ones that nab yourselves the boho guys...You know I always wanted to date the 'boho' type myself but never did, they were all to....Just not my type I like clean cut guys, you know ones who fill out a suit" You squinted what the fuck was she getting at? You schooled your features standing taller quickly and made your own little dig.

"Like Dave?" she flushed and nodded excitedly missing the whole sarcastic droll over your words. She clapped her hands completely missing the fact you were poking fun at the scrawny 'stud' sleazeball who Henry could easily snap over his thigh if he wanted to.

"Yes just like my Dave~! Ugh anyway do you have a pic...Come ooon! Let me see your man~" you sighed tilting your head to her...She was pretty harmless...And dippy so it shouldn't do any harm she didn't strike you as the type of person to watch Henry's movies so shouldn't recognize him. You nodded sweetly it was actually a little fun you rarely got to show off your man,  most people who knew him knew you were dating. You twisted the phone eying the screen and froze seeing the last texts he sent you whilst you spoke to Stacey.

'Have you got out early??🧐🧐'

'Babe don't ignore me!😤😤 Is he still there!?😡'

'Woman you better answer me! Stop ignoring me bbe it wont help😤😤'

'Im serious y/n do I need to chat with him? Do you want me to help?🧐🧐'

'Look out the window'

"Oh hell no!" you huffed out under your breath then stood up scrabbling to the large office window Stacey followed you alarmed. You freaked and quickly opened the window poking your head out to scream at your sweet but very dappy boyfriend. As irritated as the texts were he didn't look it, well until you really looked he was tense and it wasn't just because Kal was puling excitedly.

"Oh my god?! HENRY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!....GET OUT OF THE GOD DAMNED ROAD!!" lone behold when you looked down you saw Henry standing there with a huge bouquet of Roses and a bag you suspected held a box of chocolates, Kal was barking up at you spinning in circles and jumping up super excited almost dragging the huge man over in all the excitement. It would seem the walk was not enough to wear out the bear. Henry grinned up at you you heard Stacey from beside you gasp.

"Holy shit is that your boyfriend??" you turned to her and smiled smugly to her nodding then glanced back down to him seeing him quickly navigate the people bustling around the car park heading for the doors. You froze. You can't let him up here he sounded angry earlier...He'd kill Dave. You ran back to your desk quickly logging off the pc and snatching up your bag.

"Where do you think your going y/n?" Dave called after you you stopped seeing him there arms crossed giving you the filthiest look he could muster seeing your bag slung over your arm then there was the distinct buzzing of someone Henry at the door trying to be buzzed in. You pointed to the door opening our mouth to fake sickness or something but was interrupted.

"Oh Dave leave her alone...All the times she's here early let her go early for once, we don't need her anymore today and it means we get the office to ourselves for an hour~" your eyes bugged out as Stacey came to your aid fluttering her lashes to your manager. He heaved a sigh and nodded to the door in a 'get out of here' motion.

You smiled quickly darting out down the stairs to the ground floor seeing Henry standing there unimpressed finger holding the button down in one long irritating ring. You shook your head at him through the glass as he held the button.

You slapped the exit button opening the door and Henry tried darting past you into the building chest puffed shoulders ready to give your boss a piece of his mind but you caught the frightening man by his ridiculous bulging bicep. You spun with him digging your heels into the worn carpet.

"No no no! Henry no!" he carried on to the stairs dragging you with him passing you the roses and Kal's lead as the dog bounced around you both yipping like the over excited pup he was. Henry had hoped filling your hands would give him time to jump up a few steps out of your reach so he could have a chat with Dave about this whole misogynistic bullshit. Henry swore when you scampered behind him hooking your arms around his forearm and leant back, if he moved you'd drop like a rock and up the few steps as you both were, you'd hurt yourself. He stopped heaving a deep sigh looking to you.

"Just five minuet's babe is all I need! fucking feminine my ass he just wants to oogle your peach of an ass!! And that's not- that ass is mine!! fucking no one NO ONE fucking upsets my baby!" Your body flushed skin prickling at the shear alpha tone the possessive growl that seeped into his words made you tremble swallowing dryly you managed to shake it off and focused on the task at hand fucking could come later for now you needed to stop him from ripping your manager a new one. You moved crouching down bearing your weight down giggling at him as he still tried to thunder up the stairs. Kal helped to pulling at his lead it was a joint effort.

"Henn love?! I'll be sacked if you go up there and make Dave piss himself! Please lets just go home it's Friday I can find a few things over the week end for now can we please leave" he stopped and looked up to the brown ceiling and flickering light sigh he clicked his tongue then looked to you slowly with a heavy breath.

"....Fine, but next time I'm having him!" you smiled finding his protective side arousing your tummy clenching just knowing you big strong man could rinse the little twat upstairs made your pussy clench you always had a thing about strong men and Henry was the most physically fit you'd ever met. You somehow managed to coax him out of the door in the direction of home taking a detour picking up a Chinese on the way.

You giggled rolling around the floor with Kal. after a quiet dinner and snuggle with Henry you had been ushered away so he could do his nightly reading of his new script.You didn't mind at all you loved seeing him so invested in his roles. you caught a glimpse of the red roses sitting proudly in a glass vase on the fireplace almost blocking the view of the tv but not quite. You loved this, just being home with your favorite boys enjoy a nice quiet night in. you scoffed mocking kal who was pulling hard on the black rope trying to out witt you with quick flicks of his head, playing tug with Kal was a workout huge as he was he had the weight and strength to out match even Henry. You did not stand a chance just holding onto the black rope hoping to slow him down but he was full of energy today.

Henry was sitting on the sofa feet up reading his witcher script pen in hand as he read his page, one a night was the deal. But honestly trying to pull him away from this particular script was a hell of a job fair enough he was trying to memorize lines and scribble down alternatives in the margins. It was sweet how excited he got, he already knew the character in and out so could already tweak things around so it felt like Geralt. He was happy had been chasing the role for a while so you didn't mind that preparing for it was taking up most of his time. but you were still horny from earlier and wouldn't complain to a night of nooky. But alas Henry was drawn in by the script and you were trying to find other ways to distract yourself from the bubbling arousal in your loins, like playing with Kal. But that’s not to say you wasn't going to tease your man, there were ways to get his attention~

You smirked putting a plan into action bending lower wriggling your ass, craning back so your shorts rode up just that little bit more. Then once in place you squealed loud gaining the mans attention as Kal tugged dragging you across the floor growling playfully bouncing his weight back jerking you around, it was only then that Henry grunted in annoyance, your voice had been high he loved you keeping Kal entertained he really did, but sometimes he needed a little quiet. Especially when he was trying to concentrate.

"You know if I keep this up I'll have bigger muscles then you~" you giggled out a you tried to hold your own against the mighty bear. Henry smiled and watched shaking his head as Kal dragged you under his legs to the free space on the side of the coffee table. As much as he was trying to concentrate you could never get on his nerves for long, he just loved you to damn much. Henry frowned as you were pulled again wincing anticipating an accident as Kal was definitely getting to invested in the game.

"Or a dislocated shoulder" he commented as Kal did another particularly painful looking shunt and shook his head side to side still growling loud around the toy. It was then that he looked at you properly and what he saw made the man pause and suck in a breath air getting trapped in his throat at the innocently erotic sight. Seeing you bent over any time was a pleasure but here and now? Bouncing deliciously on your knees being half dragged about the living room added another dimension to the whole thing. Your arms and back stretched out low on the floor spine arched slightly, sitting with your knees tucked under you, the bouncing making your ass jump deliciously.

Two full ass cheeks peeking out of you short shorts as Kal carried on his jerky movements. You bit your lip grunting and tugged back pulling with all your might successfully gaining a few inches which Kal stole back and more making you yelp and moan as you were sprawled out on the carpet again. This time dragged up on your knees into a position he he spent many nights enjoying to his fullest. were you doing this on purpose? he wouldn't put it past you...Maybe you needed a fuck, a proper fuck.

Henry couldn't help the twitching in his groin, the first tremors as he got a front row seat to the two perfect globes of your ass seemingly clapping against one another with the shorts acting like a thong shucked up your ass. Fuck you wasn't wearing Knickers again. Little fucking minx. He lowered his feet to the floor now far to invested in watching you roll around in the tiny shorts. swept up in the way your body swayed taunting him. you turned to him with a sly smile and sent him a quick wink that he almost missed.

He gaped at you, you were doing it on purpose!! His script laid completely forgotten on his lap as he watched you turn back to Kal innocently dipping down low again shoulders to the floor stretched out taught in front of you face tucked into your arm as Kal fought you for the coveted rope. God...It had been a while since he fucked you like that. He licked his lips. Too long in the busy days since snagging the witcher role he had only had time for a two quickies. Two fumbled quickies in three weeks and they wasn't even that good. Well not his usual hour long foreplay teasing and touching then good few rounds. They were just a flurry of fast rutting motion's, less fucking more jerking trying to finish as quickly as you could just wanting that high. he bit his lip watching you watch him out of the corner of your eye definitely teasing him.

"Babe come here~" You froze and twisted your head back you knew that tone.Grinning knowing you'd got your way you looked seeing Henry eyeing you hungrily biting his lip tilting his head, legs spread wide making his thighs bulge in what should be a loose set of black shorts but actually became skin tight on this Goliath of a man. You flushed under the gaze but managed to hold into the rope not giving the still pulling pup an inch. His eyes were a dark ocean blue pupils nearly swallowing the color completely, you wondered how far you could push him. you pouted at him before teasing him further opening your legs wider letting the material of your shorts almost completely disappear.

"Henry...I'm playing with Kal-" he squinted at you then quirked a brow before shaking his head snapping shut the folder holding the script and let it drop to the floor by his foot with a decisive thump. You gulped. But didn't move instead you heaved back pulling the Akita across the floor.

"Babe...Come here Kal's had his playtime..." you rolled your eyes hearing the silent 'now I want mine' sometimes he was a man child. You twisted your head to him with a flutter of your lashes and cheeky grin.

"Well I'm playing with Kal you have to wait your turn-HEY? HENRY THAT’S CHEATING!?" You yelped as Henry quickly bolted up right and stomped on the rope whilst using his considerable size and strength to pull you up off the floor making you release the toy.

"Well that’s enough playing with Kal, time to play with me. I wont be cock blocked in my own house by the dog~" you giggled as Henry quickly began climbing the stairs laughing kicking your feet, watching as Kal stayed two steps behind rope in his mouth excitedly following his parents, you were all going to play!. It was only when the dog found himself shut out of the bedroom did he realize you were in fact not going to be playing with him anymore tonight. you could hear the indignant huff through the door.

You wriggled as Henry fell onto the bed with you wrapped around him slowly devouring each other with deep kisses tongues and teeth roaming each other. It had been a good few weeks since you both explored one another properly. Henry pulled away chuckling at the soft scratches at the door. Kal was not impressed.

"Kal go lie down! We will be finished soon" Henry called out and ignored the high whines and more insistent scratching at the door and leaned over you sucking at your neck decorating it as he saw fit leaving marks of red and purple biting his mark into the crook of your neck then lower tracing a warm wet train over your thin shirt. You moaned clutching his waist trapping him between your thighs using the grip you had to rock up onto him trying to ease the burning in your core.

"Oh whats this? Someone is impatient considering she wanted to keep playing with Kal?" His voice came out as a deep rasp making you gasp cupping his face.

"You treating me with your Geralt babe?" He smiled latching onto your ear rocking down onto you drawing out soft mewls. You vaguely heard Kals whines become louder barks out side the door hearing the dog jump up pawing at the handle of the door trying to break in.

"Oh you like?~" You sighed quickly trying to rid your tshirt panting feeling just how wet your slit had got, you were embarrassingly wet considering you hadn't even done anything yet.

"Fuck yes~ oh god its so-ah fuck its so hot Henry~" he pulled back growling in the new low tone you hadn't known he was capable of, his large hands helped remove the tshirt throwing it across the room and latched onto your tits biting and sucking slow flicking his tongue across a pebbled nipple as his hands stripped you of your shorts. he chuckled seeing the damp patch, your arousal sticking to the material in one neat line.

"Oh you really do need me don't you love~" you nodded to him whining when he pulled back grunting a growl biting your boob and sucking harshly. You both moved in tandem rolling around the sheets grinding ,rocking ,biting and grunting both intent on ignoring the pup crying outside the door. He would wear himself out and get bored. Well that was the plan anyway.

Henry finally pinned you and descended on your core like a starving man given the sweetest fruit. You cried out fingers in his hair unsure what spurred on this heated frenzie but would happily indulge him. One thing you loved about him is he was always up for eating you out, the man thrived on it! He seemed to get a massive kick out of feasting on you until you came all over him. You grunted as he suckled on your bud teasing and twisting his supple lips across it Nipping you began to loose yourself panting and jerking up into his mouth chasing a sweet release you hadn't known you needed and then you heard it.

A deep loud echoing mournful howl. Even Henry stopped frowning up at you from between your legs. That was new, Kal wasn't a howly dog, he barked and yipped giving off the weirdest groans and moans. But never howled. You both burst out laughing unable to stop it as the howls were all over the place, loud and quiet raspy and uneven like Kal was an apprentice learning on the job.they were less 'howls' and more 'how-wo-wow-wo-wow' It was clear this was his first time but bless him he was trying to be the wolf of the house. You panicked as he began to get the hang of it and patted Henry's shoulder. he was still chuckling finding Kals new found voice hilarious.

"Quick stop him! If he learns that we'll never hear the end of it!" You chuckled pulling the thin sheet over you as Henry swore and quickly slinked off the bed racing to the door opening it stopping Kal in his tracks. The Akita smiled panted a few breaths thumped his tail on the floor then collected his rope entering, jumping on the bed without a care in the world.

"Babe?" You asked biting the inside of your cheek trying to stop the giggles as Henry began to scowl at the fluffy bear sprawling out on his side of the bed a flush building up his chest settling over his face. He cleared his throat.

You and Henry watched as Kal moved dropping the rope by your hand waiting for you to continue your game of tug. You flopped back in peels of laughter at Henry's face. The man looked amused and livid at the same time as realization struck. Kal, lovable cute baby boi Kal had just played Henry like a fiddle. You didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact your boyfriend, your chosen mate had just been outsmarted by a dog.

"Yes love?" He said none to happy with how things had turned out, here he was standing at the foot of his bed painful hard on and there you were naked and willing...In his bed...With Kal. This was not the plan.

"I hate to break it to you...But you've just been cock blocked in your own house by your dog....For a game of tug!" You giggled as you threw Henry's previous words back at him petting Kal who was still fiddling with the rope trying to make you grab it.

"No shit...Can we still fuck? I mean he can have my side! I'm gonna be on top of you anyway?" You gaped at him as he rounded the bed fulling intent on rolling on top of you sliding home. You held up your hand to him.

"Nope! No way am I fucking you next to Kal!" Henry ignored you crouching over you trying to lay you back down to finish what he started before being rudely interrupted by the Akita now in bed with his girlfriend.

"Oh babe why not? this is painful, look I'm going purple...Besides you started it its your responsibility~" he whined trying to bat away your pushing hands leaning in to capture you with a burning kiss. You dodged anticipating his next move, his kisses were always a sure fire way to make you completely melt and give in to him. you quickly twisted away throwing your legs over the side of the bed placing your hands either side of his naked hips, pressing him back as he still tried to gain on you. you swallowed looking up at him meeting his lopsided grin, trying to ignore the proud cock swaying in front of you almost tapping your heaving breasts.

"How about the shower? He's scared of the bathroom since his last bath?" Henry snapped his fingers and clapped face lighting up as he patted your hands slowly easing them off of him.

"Fuck yes! Babe you are a genius!" He moved over and kissed your face making you bat him away and then he turned to Kal wagging a finger at him.

"And you my four legged son are a pain in the ass!" You shook your head patting Kal as he tilted his head  he looked offended with his dads statement. You looked to the bathroom door as Henry's pert ass vanished around the door frame.

"Daddy didn't mean it baby boy~ you know how he is when he doesn't get his way...Just a spoiled man child~ he loves you really" Kal whined ears flattening  as he heard the shower switch on. You patted the dog with a sigh and got up padding across the bedroom to the en suit.

"Don't worry baby you stay there and daddy wont get you in the mean old shower~" you giggled scratching his ears as he huffed  in defeat. His daddy had got the better of him and the Akita wasn't pleased. He grumbled as Henry poked his head around the door frame wriggling his brows at you as you passed him getting a playful smack on the rear. then he faced the dog and stuck his tongue out childishly to the dog who huffed and turned around choosing to give you both a clear view of his ass.

[peachypaige200]

Friday Night Fright

Well, it's been a while, but here it is.

Cam directed by Daniel Goldhaber.

This... This one was weird. Not because of the slutty cam girls and all the sex stuff, the plot is just wack.

Our story begins with our protagonist Alice, AKA Lola streaming on a website called Free Cam Girls. After doing the usual shtick, she gets the suggestion to slit her own throat for tokens/money. She blocks the user who suggested it, but they come back stirring a fuss in the comment section, people paying tokens for her to do it or to stop. The pressure gets to her, and she takes a knife and puts it to her throat. She's fine it's fake out, that was planned by her and one of her usual a followers, Arthur. The setup gets her to the ranking of 53 on the website, which I guess means you get paid more?

We learn from this, in the world of cam girls people will pay you tokens and recommend extreme things for you to do. The more extreme, the higher you rank, and the higher you rank the more money you make. Although Alice is really high up, she's not settling for anything other than number one. The girl at number one, Baby Doll, doesn't do nearly as much as her that is extremely successful and she wonders why when studying her.

Lola streams another scene, she climbs up into the top 50, only to be stunted by another cam girl, Princess X, who went against her rules and went nude on camera. Alice realizes that she will have to push her limits to get to the top, and goes on The Vibratron Show with a friend to keep climbing the ranks. The Vibratron Show is extremely intense and probably permanently wrecked her vagina, but hey! She makes it to #47.

The next day, she logs into her account only to find that it's blocked and she can't get in with her usual password. And apparently, when she checks, she's streaming a video. She goes to watch and it's an old video of hers. She dials up the tech support, but they tell her they're unable to re upload videos, and from their end it's a live stream. But how you may ask? (I dunno, this movie is fucking stupid.)

Lola's clone keeps doing more shows, consistently getting more and more intense, and breaking all of Lola's usual rules, such as participating in a live stream with top streamer Baby Doll. Alice did some research and figures out that Baby Doll's real name is Hannah and that she's been dead for a while, but somehow she's live streaming with Lola 2.0, doing a house tour of Alice's place, without being there.

(Insert more investigation here)

More investigation blah blah blah, Alice discovers that computer generated copies have been taking over the top cam girls, and Alice decides to confront her. She pays extra tokens to get a private chat with Lola 2.0, and challenges her to a game of monkey see monkey do, where the viewers would pick the winner, and whoever won got full control of the account. They start doing stupid little things like smiling and posing, and Lola 2.0 seems to be winning. Then, Alice slams her face on the table and breaks her own nose, the Lola clone glitching, then imintating the image. Alice is declared the winner, gets the account password and shuts down the account.

So... The end? She learned her lesson right?

Fucking wrong.

She just creates a new account at the end.

This movie was more mystery than horror, but still bad. And the underlying themes of how people don't care about the real thing or reality as long as it fits their fantasy is really disturbing, and not in the good way. You see, in a movie like this, you would think this technology is impossible, but it already exists. (A good example would be how they removed Henry Cavill's mustache for the Justice League movie, or literally any movie with CGI). So in the near future, people may be completely desensitized from virtual impossibilities, real life will seem to bland and will be abandoned.

And the whole plot is pointless, what was the point of replacing the original girls with AI? The ones that are alive still get the money, so who cares?

Also, how horny was the director? I feel like this movie was just a porno trying to be a thriller.

2/10

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