#testing the waters with this one before i release the others into the wild

[koushuwu]

𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍 - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 [template] additional cards (links to be added): HYUNA | LUKA | MIZI | SUA | TILL

[gh0stsp1d3r]

May I please request where I am kiaras sister and I become pregnant from rafe and my parents kick me out

I love this sm

Not under my roof

R! Is 19, mikes an asshole

The wait was suspenseful, Rafe paced the room while your leg bounced up and down, both of you staring at the test.

When the two lines appeared, Rafe threw his hands up, running a hand through his hair. Your eyes welled up.

“Rafe-“

He bit down on his lip, stopping his pacing and looking down at you and nodding, his mind running wild. He thought for a moment before speaking.

“Fuck. Alright, alright, it’s okay. We got this, we can do this shit, right?” He was mostly talking to himself, but he looked at you as he said it. Tears ran down your face and he got down to your level, sitting in front of you, cupping your face gently.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey. It’s gonna be alright, okay? ‘M gonna… figure this shit out, gonna marry you, and I’ll… clean up another room at Tannyhill. It’s gonna be fine. Okay?”

You didn’t say anything or nod, he frowned. “You heard me? I’m gonna figure things out for us.”

You nodded and he sighed, standing up and leaving the bathroom.

The one thing you were worried about? How the hell were you gonna tell your parents?

You took a deep breath, fumbling with the key in your hand and opening the front door.

“Mom? Dad?” You called out, shutting the door behind you.

“In here!” Your mom shouted from the dining room. Your heart racing as you walked over to them, plastering a fake smile on your face when you saw them.

Kiara sat, looking miserable at the edge of the table, watching as you entered. Sarah was next to her. Great.

“Sit,” your dad motioned to a plate on the other end of the table. You gave Sarah a small smile and she gave one back.

“What’s this?” You asked when you sat down, pointing to the meat on your plate.

“Swordfish.” Your mom spoke, your face fell and your heart sunk. You couldn’t eat high-mercury fish.

“Is something wrong?” Your dad asked, you swallowed and looked at them.

“Uh... No. It’s just… I can’t eat swordfish.” You said, you should have known they would pester you about why.

“Why?” Kiara asked with an attitude, everyone now staring at you.

“I… my doctor told me not to eat meat for a few days.”

“What? Why? Is something wro-“ your mom immediately started.

“Everything’s fine.” You lied with a small smile, taking a sip of the water next to the plate.

“Then why can’t you eat meat, y/n?” Your mom kept going, a warning in her tone now. She knew something was up.

“I- not here.” You told her, glancing around the table.

“Y/n, tell me right n-“

You uttered the words quietly, 'I'm... I'm pregnant.' The room fell silent as your mom's fork clattered onto her plate, your dad's knife froze in the air above the fish, and my sister's eyes widened in shock as she stared.

Her words stumbled out in disbelief. "W- you’re- what?" she stuttered. "Whose... whose is it?

You looked at Sarah, closing your eyes and sighing as you muttered Rafes name.

Sarah’s face turned into one of shock. Kiara’s one of disgust.

“You had sex with Rafe? Are you kidding me right now?!” Kiara shouted, standing up.

“Kiara! Go to your room!” Your dad shouted back, standing up as well, pointing in the direction of her room. Your sister stormed off, Sarah stumbled behind her, still in shock.

Your dad sighed heavily as he sat back down.

“What are you gonna do with it?” He asked quietly.

“I’m… keeping it.”

“Do you really want to raise a child? You’re 19.”

“I- I mean, I want this. Can’t you just be happy for me, for fucking once?”

“Do not use that language with me, young lady.” He sneered. “I can’t have this shit happening under my roof. Under my watch.”

"You only care about your reputation!" You shouted at him, the words bursting like a dam breaking after years of pent-up anger. It felt terrifying to finally release all that had been bottled up inside you for so long.

“Y/n-“ your mom started, trying her best to stop the both of you.

“Don’t ever fucking say that, I’m just trying to help you! You can’t raise a baby! Not alone-“

“I won’t be alone!”

He scoffed, “you really expect me to believe that Rafe Cameron is going to stay with you after this baby?”

“You don’t know anything about him! Dad-“

“Sweetie, I think you should just lis-“ your mom started.

“No! It is my baby and my life, and if you don’t want to be involved in their life, then so fucking be it!”

“That’s not what he mea-“

“Get out.” He said, breathing heavily as he stared at you.

“W-what?” Your mom asked, looking at him now.

“Get the fuck out of my house, y/n.” He pointed to the front door.

“What? Are you serious right now?!” You exclaimed. “You’re kicking me out?!”

He wordlessly stormed to your room, going through all your drawers and grabbing everything, ignoring your mom’s protests as you shouted at him. He went outside, throwing all your clothes outside. He saw Rafe in the car, and stormed over to the car, Rafe getting out the car and furrowing his eyebrows.

“Dad? What are you doing?!” Kiara asked, coming outside now as well. While she was mad, she still had her love for her sister.

“What the fuck, man?” Rafe pointed to the clothes on the floor and your sobbing figure at the doorway.

“I am not having this shit-“ he pointed to you and Rafe. “-Happen under my roof.”

“Seriously? You know, we shouldn’t have even told you.” Rafe scoffed, watching you gather your clothes from the ground and go into passenger seat of his car.

Mike scoffed. “Can’t believe this shit.”

“She’s an adult!”

“I fuckin’ told her time and time again to stay away from guys like you-“

“The fuck is that supposed to mean, Mike?” He sneered, already rolling up his long sleeves before you got out the car and sniffled at him.

“C’mon, please. Don’t.” You told him, not even looking at your parents. Your eyes were pleading and he just scoffed, motioning for you to get back in the car and getting back in the drivers seat.

His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel.

“How’d Ward and rose take it?” You asked him quietly, interrupting the silence.

“Better than your parents.” He scoffed, making you look down in your lap.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled to him.

“For what?” He questioned, genuinely confused as he glanced at you.

“Making you see that.”

“Hey, what did I tell you? I told you I’d be there for you, no matter what. I meant that shit, kid.“

It was silent for a little until he spoke up again.

“But, expect to be asked a million questions by Wheeze when we get back.” He said with a small smile playing on his lips.

[p0orbaby]

Meet Cute

summary: it was always meant to be

warnings: just fluff for this one

a/n: probably my favourite pairing of mine to write

word count: 1.4k

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Leah Williamson is not your type. This, you decide the moment you spot her from across the ballroom, swiping a glass of champagne off a passing waiter’s tray.

You’re aware she’s famous, which is typically a red flag for you. Infamous in your world, where all the proper names are whispered behind manicured hands and anything resembling normalcy is held with the same disdain as a counterfeit handbag. Leah Williamson is an athlete, which in your circles is roughly akin to being an overpaid circus act.

But what really gives you pause is her haircut.

Short, blonde, not-quite-pixie. She looks like she’s wandered in here by mistake, a traveler who’s taken the wrong exit on the motorway and ended up in a place where the speed limit is fifty miles under what she’s used to. You half-expect her to pull out a map and ask someone the quickest way back to civilisation. Instead, she tips her head back and downs the champagne like it’s water, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, and you’re immediately in love.

Of course, you won’t admit this, even under threat of being forced to wear last season’s Chanel. Love, in your world, is about as fashionable as pleather.

Your grandmother, God rest her weary soul, once said, “You’ll know it’s love when you’re willing to risk wearing nude tights for them.” Nude tights, in her book, being one of the greatest crimes against humanity. You’re not sure you’re there yet, but the idea doesn’t fill you with as much dread as it would have this morning.

But you digress. You’re here at this godforsaken gala because your father insists on parading you like a prize cow before other old-money families, hoping you’ll marry someone with a suitable lineage. You’re twenty-six and your father has begun to suspect you might have, as he put it, “alternative preferences.” This is his way of reminding you that lineage is everything, and falling for someone without a trust fund is tantamount to treason.

So here you are, in a dress that costs more than most people’s cars, standing next to the dessert table and pretending the caviar blinis don’t taste like expensive regret. Across the room, Leah is now juggling her champagne glass and a miniature beef Wellington, and she seems to be losing.

You decide to rescue her. Or rather, you decide to rescue yourself from having to listen to Lord Farnsworth’s lecture on the importance of preserving the family crest for the fifteenth time this evening.

“Having fun?” you ask when you reach her, which is a stupid question because of course she isn’t. Nobody is having fun here.

She turns to you, and for a moment, you’re convinced she’s going to hand you her beef Wellington like you’re the help. Instead, she gives you a smile so dry you could use it to exfoliate.

“Are you?” she asks, and her voice is lower than you expected, with that clipped accent that tells you she’s from somewhere north of where people have indoor pools.

You shrug, because you don’t really know how to answer that without resorting to a level of honesty that would make your therapist proud but your mother faint.

“I’ve had root canals that were more enjoyable,” you say, and she laughs, a short bark of a sound that seems to surprise even her.

“Fair,” she says, and you feel like you’ve passed some sort of test.

“So what brings you to the seventh circle of hell?” you ask, watching as she abandons her beef Wellington on a passing waiter’s tray like she’s releasing a burden into the wild.

“I was invited,” she says, as though that explains everything, and maybe it does. Maybe she’s been told, like you have, that there are some invitations you just don’t turn down. Even if they come with the risk of being cornered by Lord Farnsworth and his endless tirade about how the current generation is ruining the art of fox hunting.

“Ah,” you say, because you understand that language. “That explains the face”

“What face?”

“The one you’ve been making all night,” you say, trying to demonstrate by contorting your own face into what you hope is an accurate imitation.

She grins again, and it occurs to you that Leah Williamson might be one of those rare people who looks more attractive when they’re amused. Most people, in your experience, become grotesque when they’re laughing, all exposed gums and teeth that are never as straight as they should be. But her face lights up in a way that suggests she doesn’t find the world half as disappointing as you do.

“And what face have you been making?” she asks, leaning in a little closer, and you catch a whiff of her perfume—something that’s probably advertised with shots of people running through fields of lavender, but on her, it smells like trouble.

You gesture vaguely. “It’s somewhere between ‘bored out of my skull’ and ‘I can’t believe I’m not getting paid for this’”

“I’ll have to try that one,” she says, glancing over at Lord Farnsworth, who seems to have set his sights on you again, the poor man. “But I’ll need some pointers”

“First, you need to perfect the art of the disinterested nod,” you say, demonstrating. “Like you’re listening, but you’ve also just remembered you left the oven on”

She mimics you, and it’s terrible, but you applaud her effort anyway.

“Close enough,” you say. “Next, you have to practice the well-timed yawn. Not too obvious, but just enough to suggest you’ve heard all this before”

She pretends to yawn, and it’s so exaggerated that a few people around you turn to look.

“Subtlety is key,” you remind her.

“I’ll work on it,” she says, her grin widening as though she’s actually enjoying herself now, which is against all logic.

“And finally,” you say, feeling suddenly bold, “you have to perfect the getaway”

“The getaway?”

“Yeah,” you say, glancing at Lord Farnsworth, who is now being temporarily distracted by some poor woman in pearls. “Like this”

You grab her by the arm and start walking, weaving your way through the crowd with the precision of someone who has been doing this their whole life. She doesn’t resist, though she does give you a curious look as you lead her past your father, who is deep in conversation with someone equally dull.

You find yourself in the courtyard, where the air is cooler and the moon is doing its best impression of a romantic comedy backdrop. Leah stops and looks up at the sky, as though she’s surprised to find it there.

“Nice,” she says, and you can’t tell if she’s talking about the view or the escape route.

“Much better than listening to Lord Farnsworth,” you say, and she turns to you with that smile again, the one that’s starting to feel dangerously like an invitation.

“So,” she says, as if continuing a conversation you didn’t know you were having, “what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”

The question is so cliché it should make you cringe, but it doesn’t. Instead, it feels like the most natural thing in the world, and you find yourself saying, “I’m here because I lost a bet with Satan”

She chuckles, a low rumble in her chest that makes you feel like you’ve won something. “And what did you bet on?”

“That I could get through this evening without wanting to jump into traffic,” you say, and she laughs again, this time a little louder.

“I think you lost that bet the moment you saw the guest list,” she says, and you nod in agreement.

“So what about you?” you ask, genuinely curious now. “Why are you here?”

“Because I was invited,” she repeats, but this time, there’s something else in her tone, something that makes you think she’s not just talking about the gala.

You want to ask her what she means, but you don’t. Instead, you reach out and take her hand, surprising both of you.

“Let’s make another bet,” you say, feeling a strange kind of thrill, like you’re standing on the edge of something.

“What kind of bet?” she asks, her eyes narrowing slightly, but there’s a glint in them that makes you think she’s game.

“That we can get through the rest of this evening without wanting to jump into traffic,” you say, squeezing her hand just a little.

She considers this for a moment, then grins. “You’re on”

And just like that, the evening shifts. The gala, the people, the expectations—they all fade into the background as you and Leah step into something that feels suspiciously like possibility.

You don’t know where this is going, but for the first time in a long time, you’re excited to find out. And maybe, just maybe, you’re willing to risk wearing nude tights for her. But only if you lose the bet.

[wizard-on-whales]

Prey (James Hetfield x Reader)

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✭You and your husband James decided to take a hike on his day off and you got the brilliant idea to run off into the woods. He chased after you like a predator hunting his prey.

Warnings: Smut, hunting, kinda consensual non-consensual?, degrading, mention of murder (no James isn't going to murder you), Cussing, I didn't double-check the grammar

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You and James walked hand in hand down the trail enjoying the view and each other's company. The tour had been going well and he finally got some time off so you decided to spend the day together by going hiking. Somehow your normal conversations of work and friends veered off onto the topic of true crime and murder.

"Y'know... statistically you're the person most likely to murder me." You said, looking up at him.

"Really? That's a little fucked up. I can't imagine doing something like that to you." He gave your hand a small squeeze as if he was reassuring his words.

"But what about all the poor little deer you've killed while hunting? Would that not be the same with me?" You decided to test his judgment as you often did.

"Oh come on, babe, that's not the same thing at all. They're kinda like my prey, you're not." He stopped in the middle of the trail to finally look at you. He noticed the small smirk on your face and the glint of an idea behind your eyes.

"But what if I was," You wrapped your arms around his shoulders bringing him down slightly and giving him a knowing smile. He smirked back gripping your waist.

"And what exactly do you have in mind, Mrs. Hetfield..." Before you could reply, you released yourself from his grasp and took off running into the woods as fast as you could. You knew he'd catch up quickly since he was taller and faster than you, but you sprinted like your life depended on it. You could hear his footsteps following behind you as you weaved in between trees and bushes. Glancing over your shoulder with a smile you saw him quickly approaching so you changed direction and ran off to the side. He called out your name through heavy breathing trying to keep up. Finally, you felt his hands grab your waist and you both tumbled down landing on the leaf-covered forest floor.

"Got you," He breathed out, a smile on his face. He leaned down to kiss your neck but you pushed his face away, squirming underneath him.

"Let me go," You tried to act serious, but a smile made its way to your face.

"Oh, is that how you're gonna play it?" James quickly grabbed your wrists with one hand and pinned them above your head. With his other hand, he pushed your shirt up slightly and kissed your stomach. You used your legs to try to push him away but he pinned them down with his.

"Not fair, you're bigger than me." You pouted, still wiggling under him.

"Sorry, sweetheart." He let go of your wrists and quickly pulled your shirt off but you saw it as your opportunity to get up and run again. He tried grabbing your ankle but failed and called out your name again. You could hear the leaves rustling as he got up and started running after you again. You found a small hill to run down hoping you'd lose him for just a few minutes as you hid behind a tree to catch your breath. You noticed a lake not too far from where you were, so you made your way to it and stood right by the water's edge.

"Nowhere for you to run now, Baby." You heard your husband say from behind you. You turned around and watched as he slowly stepped up to you, truly stalking you like prey. Your shirt hung loosely in his hand as he stopped in front of you, looking over the exposed skin. He dropped your shirt before his hand made its way up your back to unclip your bra and slid it off. 

"Y'know...I thought this would just be a nice relaxing walk...Didn't know I'd be going on a wild goose chase through the woods after you," His voice was low and sultry. His rough, calloused fingers traced down your spine before reaching the waistband of your jeans. His fingers found their way into your belt loops before roughly pulling you against him. You let out a small whimper as the sensitive skin on your chest brushed the fabric of his shirt.

"I'm sorry," You played along, your hands pressed firmly against his chest.

"Then I guess you'll have to show me how sorry you really are." With one hand still keeping you tight against him, his other unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down just enough for him to slide his already throbbing cock out. Placing one hand on each of your shoulders, he pushed you down onto your knees. 

You looked up at him through your lashes before kissing his tip and wrapping one hand around the base of his member. James let out a small groan and you pump him, squeezing slightly. He gripped your hair, making it into a makeshift ponytail

“Open your mouth,” You did as he told you and opened your mouth, immediately taking him in. You swirled your tongue around his tip tasting the saltiness from his precum and sweat. He pushed your head down roughly, his cock hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag. Tears welled up in your eyes as your head bobbed up and down taking his full length in. James moaned each time your nose brushed against his pelvis.

“God look at you.” He grunted as he watched you suck him off, “Taking all of me like the slut you are.” You continued to taste him, tears running down your face probably smearing your makeup. Suddenly James pulled your head back.

“I don’t wanna cum before I've had my fun with you.” James knelt right in front of you and pulled his shirt off, laying it on the ground behind you. He pushed you down onto it before unbuttoning your pants and sliding them down your legs, “Jesus, baby, I can see how soaked you are through those slutty little panties.” He ran his finger over the wet fabric making you whimper. 

“What do you want, huh?” He teased, leaning over you and kissing your neck. 

“I want you,” You replied quietly, your voice horse from taking him in. 

“Gotta beg for it, darling. What do you want,” He pushed your panties to the side, feeling your slick as he rubbed small circles on your clit. You let out a small moan.

“God, James. I want you in me please!” You felt your walls contract around nothing as his fingers continued to tease your clit. 

“Yeah? Like this baby? Is this what you want?” He roughly pushed a digit into you making you arch your back. 

“I want your cock, please, James!” He smirked and kissed your bare collarbone, making sure to suck slightly and leave a mark. 

“All you had to do was say so,” James pulled his finger out before lining himself up with your entrance and pushing in. You both let out a moan as your cunt sucked him in. He didn't give you any time to adjust to the stretch before he started thrusting into you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping him close as his hips smacked against yours. The noises between your legs became more obscene as he found his rhythm. You reached up to wrap your arms around his shoulders but he grabbed them and pinned them above your head, using the leverage to push deeper and harder into you. You squealed at the added pressure, throwing your head back in pleasure. You felt the familiar knot build in your abdomen as your moans got higher. James could feel you were getting close as your walls squeezed him tightly. Just before your release, he pulled out. 

“James,” You whined, giving him a pout. 

“You dont get to cum that easy,” He grabbed your waist firmly before flipping you onto your stomach and pulling your ass right against his cock. His large frame leaned over you as he kissed your shoulder and slid back into your slick cunt. You moaned again as he did, waiting for him to start thrusting but he didn't, “C’mon you gotta work for it, doll” 

James sat up on his knees, keeping your ass elevated in the air as he ran his hands over your body. You pushed your hips back against his, making him groan, “That's it” You found your own, quick pace as you grinded against him. His hands grabbed your thighs, helping you push against him. You looked over your shoulder to see James' head dropped back in pleasure, a small smile on his face. Seeing his pleasure made you contract around him making him let out a low moan. You felt him twitch inside you, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. Your thrusts got sloppier as you desperately clutched onto the ground in front of you. 

“Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum.” He announced, gripping you tightly and matching your thrusts. You felt your own release build up at his words. Just as the knot in your stomach released, you felt James’ hot seed soak your walls. Both of you continued to thrust, making sure you milked every last drop out of his cock. James’ body relaxed over you and he pulled out before collapsing next to you. You turned back over onto your back and glanced over at him. He was just as much of a mess as you were. His long strands of hair stuck to the sweat on his forehead, his chest moving up and down as he breathed heavily. He looked your way, giving you a small smile before reaching over to you and pulling you closer. 

“Talk about deer, you're giving me those pretty little doe eyes.” He said before kissing you gently. You smiled at him, wiping the hair out of his face.

“I guess I should run away from you more often,” He let out a small laugh, looking over your exposed body which was covered in dirt, just like his.

“Maybe next time we should bring a blanket though.”

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[diejager]

Johnny with a s/o that shy in the streets but a freak in the streets. She loves giving pleasure, doing anything he wanted. (Love your work)

Cw: smut, bdsm, rope, cuckholding, orgasm denial, sensory deprivation, collaring, puppy play, nipple play, rimming, pegging, anal fingering, riding, anal sex, dom!reader, sub!Soap, tell me if I missed any.

“She’s a shy thing,” were the first words Price used to describe you when Soap brought you to the base for a visit. 

You were glued to him on your short visit, yours softer hands locked between his calloused ones, clinging to him like a lost puppy after finding the perfect caretaker. You spoke with a hushed tone, eyes finding interest on the ground or the dirtied boots they wore so often that it felt like second skin, and smiled shyly. It was a small but adorable grin that made Soap’s heart throb with adoration.

You were a shy creature with people you didn’t know, preferring to keep to yourself - he knew that - but he’d gushed so often about his team and how’d you like them as much as he spewed about his lovely life with you in his arms, welcoming him in the best ways possible when he was off. You nodded at everything Gaz said, flashing him a little smile that made Soap so happy that you got along with them despite your insistence of sticking to his side. You listened intensely to everyone talk, small greetings and formalities before they got to the nitty-gritty of knowing each other. Even Ghost, Soap’s stubborn friend, had broke down and shared a bit about himself.

But Price was wrong, he was farthest from the truth about you being a shy thing in a whole. You were - in simplest words - a freak. When he expected you to be as soft and tender as you were in the kitchen, dining room or cuddling in his arms, you were a beast in bed, a wild and dangerous thing that left him panting and wanting without a lick of release if you felt particularly cruel. Truly, you were a bit timid, a loving person and the best he could ask to have as a lover, but you were also the strongest person he’s ever known. 

You could have him on his knees and he wouldn’t be able to do anything about it, lapping at your feet with his ass arched up like a birch in heat —he might as well be with how much he listened to you, letting you tie him up and string him however you wanted. You had him at every beck and call, a quick whistle from you and he’d come bouncing around the corner and into bed, stripped and prone for any manhandling from you. You would tie him to the headboard in the softest rope you could find, promising that you’d take care of him and that he was so pretty when he was restrained, his cock hard and angry between his legs, twitching and throbbing with precious pre rolling down his engorge head from the black cock ring. 

Sometimes you’d wrap a soft lace over his eyes, blinding him from seeing your after you strip teased him, leaving him writhing and panting around his ring gag. You denied him his release, testing him with every teasing touch over his sensitive nipples - he always was more reactive when blindfolded, depending on his touch to feel and understand the world around him - pinching and pulling at the piercings he impulsively got. You’d ride him to tears, wetting the blindfold in a darker shade, using his body as a vessel for your pleasure, fondling with his heavy balls or pulling his perky nipples until he milked him dry of cum, leaving his cock spurting thin ropes of water cum.

Other times you had him on a leash, a red collar wrapped around his neck that gave you leverage whenever you pegged him, splitting him in two on the thick strap on you wore to plough into him. All that led up to it was an extensive hour of foreplay that left him needily barking at you. You had him collared, on his knees and elbows, back arched and rutting back against your lube-soaked fingers. He moaned when you rimmed him, circling the wrinkled ring of his ass and feeling it twitch around the tail you plugged him with to ready him for a night of debauchery and pleasure. Foreplay: stretching him with your fingers and tapping his prostrate to loosen him up, and care were important part of your book, you vowed to care about your “cute pup”.

“Aye, ” Soap nodded, throwing an arm around you and pulling you closer by the hip, “Aren’t ye, hen?”

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[russett-pots]

how about teaching sex with minju as your caring and nurturing senior, where you are shy and awkward but minju sweetly encourages you. minju guides you to cum all over her tummy and abs, and then she teaches you to pleasure her and make her cum, and then she gives you the ultimate lesson: for you to cum inside her. then minju teaches you to admire all the cum you released on her body, and your juices leaking out of her

Careful Noona

Kim Minju

Tags: Raw, breeding. caring Minju Sunbae

Words: 2.9k+ (2,992 so close to being 3k)

Sorry for the long wait. I have some existential crisis going when it comes to this blog)

You look down at your test paper and sigh.

Another low one

You studied hard for the test, trying to memorize every equation on the board. Been practicing all the problem sets. Yet on test day, you forgot everything. Everything the anger boils in you. Why can’t you get a higher grade? During the pandemic when everything is online, things are easier. Well since you can look at your notes during the test. Things were much simpler back then but now you have face-to-face class and you failed the test, failed it hard.

You shuffle your feet out the door. Your other classmates are busy talking inside about their passing scores. You are very jealous of them. But you put up your chin and say to yourself.

You’re going to do better…

Or at least that’s what you hope.

“How did you do?” Someone appears in front of you.

“Fine.. well actually I don’t want to talk about it?” You mumble.

It is your friend Minju. Well, kind of…You really met her since she was delayed. It isn’t because she failed a class. It is because she went on a leave of absence. From what she told you she did, she was very productive. She was in an internship for a sought-after company and maybe they are looking to hire her after when she graduates. But then you are just out there trying to survive college, hoping you’ll graduate one day.

“Jaesung-ah. Put that smile upside down. You can do better next time.”

“Well…” You show your score to Minju. Your heart is beating as you show her your test results.

“Oh…you really need to study. Wanna do some study sesh?”

“Well at this point. I’m willing to do anything.” You stand up and head out of the room. You turn back at Minju. “Noona, want some lunch?”

“Sure!” Minju replies excitedly.

You walk out of the college building. “What do you want?” Minju curiously asks.

“Chicken?”

“You thinking of what I’m thinking?”

“Well, you know where my favorite place is.”

“Come here. Let me buy you lunch.” Minju clings onto your arm and drags you with her.

She brings you to your favorite chicken place to cheer you up. Your favorite is spicy bbq and hers is snowy chicken.

“Which one are you going to get?” You ask Minju.

“Let me treat you. Let’s get the half-pack and share. You want kimchi rice or regular rice.”

“Regular is fine.” You mumble.

“Well suits you. I’m going to have the kimchi rice.” Minju almost shouts and turns around to the counter.

“Fine. If it’s okay with you. I’ll get the kimchi rice.”

“Anything to drink?”

“I’ll just stick with my water.” You pull out your jug.

“Okay. Just reserve a seat for us.”

You go up the stairs to the dining area. There are a lot of people. It is already rush hour what do you expect? You start to think you are going to get taken out. But then in the corner, there is a group of people about to leave. You quickly swoop over and steal the table before anyone else can.

You sit down and wait patiently for Minju and the food. Then you take out your phone to scroll thru Instagram. The first thing you notice is Minju’s photos. She is the first one on your feed. One thing you have noticed is that she is in her bikini. She may have been a bit conservative when it comes to what she wears to school but when she gets out and about she is wild. Her swimsuit leaves little to the imagination. She is such a cute and jolly girl when you meet her but when she is out parting she is a totally different person.

Down there agrees with what you see. The very skimpy clothes already make your cock harden. Even for a bit. It already makes you a bit horny. But that thought is interrupted as she is your friend even if you had a small crush on her. It isn’t much but you wouldn’t mind dating such a beauty like Minju.

“Ya!”

Your mind gets interrupted.

“Food’s here,” Minju announces to you. “I got our favorites half and half. Half spicy bbq and half snow chicken.”

“Thanks, Minju.”

“No problem. Just relax a bit. Forget about things. Okay?”

“Okay…it’s just my score—“

“Shush!”Minju places her finger on your lips. She grabs her chopsticks, pick-up one of the pieces of chicken, and stuffs it in your face.

“Food? Is good?”

You nod your head as you cannot say anything. Minju smiles as you affirm her. You make a thumbs up and smile as you can taste the deliciousness of the food.

Minju chuckles with your cheeks stuffed with food. She takes a bite of a piece with a scoop of rice.

You enjoy the food. It helps you forget about what happened a while ago. Finally what you like is blocking what was your old score.

You eat a bite of chicken with some rice. A perfect combination of simple food.

“Feeling better?” Minju asks.

“Yeah, I guess.” Then you blush.

“Wanna talk about it? Wait are you blushing?” She notices you.

“No. No. No! It’s just hot in here.”

Minju smirks. “Well if you want some help with studying then you can just hit me up.”

Your cheeks blush again, even harder this time. You put your hand on your hot cheek and smile. “Sure. Sure.”

~~

Weeks later.

~~

“Jaesung-ah. The test is next week. Wanna study together?” Minju taps your shoulder after class.

“Sure. I’m kind of more confident now. But anything would help.”

“Later at my place?”

“Oh? Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.”

“Nah— my roommate isn’t going to be at home tonight. So it will just be the two of us.”

“No problems then.”

“Yippie. Anyway got to go. See ya tonight?” Minju starts to run away.

“Okay.” You wave at her.

Uhhhh dammit. She is so hot.

This is so wrong. I shouldn’t do this.

Is this my chance?

You quickly head home to change, wearing something nice, and put on some cologne. This is your chance to impress her. Well time to impress her with more than a friend.

But you are conflicted. All of a sudden you got this urge. You had a crush for a while but now you have this chance out of the blue. You never thought to yourself that you were going to Minju’s dorm alone.

You try to go up to her dorm with your school material, some books and your notes, and a couple of energy drinks to keep you awake. There is a keypad at the entrance. You press the button on Minju’s apartment.

“Who is it?” Minju’s voice comes out of the speaker.

“It’s me.”

As soon as you say that, the door opens. You step into the building and then ride the elevator to the tenth floor. Down the hall to the twenty-ninth room, you see Minju’s door. You knock on it. Outcomes Minju, she is wearing an oversized shirt all the way down to her upper thighs and you assume she is wearing very short shorts underneath.

“Jaesung-ah. Come in.” She leads you inside her one-bedroom apartment. “Leave your stuff on the table. We can get back to that later. Want something to eat first? I have some ramyeon.”

“Sure that sounds good.”

She quickly goes to her small kitchen and prepares the pots and water and boils the water first.

“How’s the trip was it tricky to find my place?”

“No. Not really.”

“Good.” She dunks the noodles in the water and is shortly followed by the seasoning packet. “Please feel free to sit wherever you want.”

You walk first around her apartment, checking it out then the view. Being up in a big building comes with a nice view then you go back to the dining room and sit at the table. Minju comes over with the pot and a couple of pieces of silverware. She sets it down and sits with you.

“So…” She looks at you for a second then prepares a bowl for you.

“Thanks.” You smile as you take your bowl from her.

She prepares a bowl for herself.

“Argh!” The ramyeon is hot. You burnt your tongue while at it. It is even spicier than what you are normally accustomed to.

Minju just sits there and laughs. After seeing you struggle for a bit, she gets up and prepares a glass of water. She hands it over to you.

You take a sip of the water to extinguish the heat that is in your mouth. It is both because it is hot in terms of temperature and taste. You haven’t gotten the heat tolerance that others have, But you still try to eat spicy food with others some have been more successful than others like Minju’s favorite fried chicken place. She always gets the spiciest flavor. She would always try to feed you some but you have to refuse since you do not want to burn your tongue for the millionth time when she asks you to eat some.

“You done with the noodles?” You ask Minju. “Don’t we have to you know?”

“Oh yeah. What subject do you want to study first?”

“Statics.”

“Okay, then where’s your book?” Minju asks you.

You take out the book and lay it next to the table.

“What topic are you struggling with right now?”

“Trusses really, both with method of joints and sections.”

Minju then dives into how to solve using both methods of joints and sections. She was able to give you the desperate help that you need. You may have been busy looking at Minju’s luscious thighs but when you do pay attention you still can get the topic, surprisingly.

You get dazing off by how Minju is your crush and you wisht that she is your girlfriend.

“Jaesung. Jaesung-ah.” Minju tries to snap you out of your trance.

You can get back to reality and look at Minju.

But she stands up and goes to the kitchen.

“Jaesung-ah, do you like me?”

“Noona, what do you mean?”

“I could tell you have a crush on me.”

“Me? Have a crush on you?!” You deny things.

She looks at you in doubt. The face that says she knows even that you are lying.

“Noona….I just….I—”

“Jaesung-ah.” Minju steps closer. One foot goes after the other. Her long legs touch yours. You stay still as Minju sits on your lap and wraps her arms around your neck. “Just tell me you like me.”

“Noona…I…I li—li—like yo…you.”

“Oh, my Jaesung. I like you too.” Minju leans in for a kiss. It touches your lips. The sweet taste of her plump and soft lips is exciting. Minju pulls back.

“Is this your first kiss?”

“Yes…”

“Then I’m happy I’m your first.”

You lean foreheads. “It would have been you.”

“So I’m assuming you haven’t done…it?”

“It? Oh, sex? Ummmm.”

Minju chuckles. “It isn’t something to be ashamed of. We all had our first time.” She touches your cheek with her hand. “You have a condom?”

“Condom? I don’t have a condom. Why would I have a condom?” You question her and yourself.

“Raw?” Minju thinks to herself then shrugs her shoulders. “Sure.” She goes back returning and kisses you. Her hand gets all over you. Your eyes roll back and your mind wanders off.

Minju’s touch is already getting you aroused. Her hand gets up your shirt. It also goes inside your pants. You are already half hard, now with her hand in your pants, pumping your length. You can feel some pre-cum already leaking.

“Come on Jaesung-ah. Let me make you feel good.” Minju whispers into your ear. The sound tickles your ear canals. She licks your ear lobes and gives a quick nibble. She then undresses you, freeing your cock from its cage.

Minju looks down and chuckles for a bit.

“Don’t laugh! Is it small?”

“No. No. It isn’t.” Minju observes it. She inspects it by stroking it gently, then gives a quick lick. Her hand fondles your balls. Her tongue swirls around your tip. Her eyes are fixated on it. She is memorized at your length.

Minju stands up from squatting on the floor near your crotch.

“Are we done?”

Minju nods a no and removes her oversized shirt. Out comes the perkiest pair of tits you have ever seen. They seem to be perfect. Each one is a handful and one that is suckable.

She gets back down on your crotch and starts sucking on your cock. Slowly and gently at first. Her tongue plays around, going around your shaft. Each taste bud is dragging around your cock. While this, her left hand is playing with your balls. A breath of air can be felt as she is down there at your nether regions.

Your eyes roll back as you can feel your cock being pleasured. You let out moans as you could feel your cock being played with. Your hand strokes her head as she strokes your cock with her right hand.

Then things intensify. Minju goes faster. Things went from slow to fast gently. Things become more and more pleasurable. You can hear the sound of gwak gwak on your cock. Minju takes as much cock as she wants. Your length is getting swallowed whole as she plays with you.

You look down at her. Her eyes look up to check if you are enjoying this and you are. When she sees you looking down she gets up again and grabs the hem of her short shorts.

She starts to remove them as she says. “You know as much as I like you I didn’t expect us to have sex on the first date.” Once her shorts and panties are gone, there you can see a bush on her crotch. “I didn’t shave as you can see.” She tosses her shorts aside and grabs your hand. “I hope that doesn’t change anything.

You nod no as she brings you to her bed. She jumps on the bed and reveals her pussy. “You know what to do?”

“I haven’t done this but I’ll try.”

You align your tip to her entrance. Your cock plays a bit by rubbing its bottom part with the lips. Then you go in. Minju shouts as you enter while you moan as you penetrate her. You have always masturbated on her picture but never have you expected you’ll actually be fucking her. You thrust in and out like a monster. You never experience such pleasure if your life.

You get in and out faster and faster. While this Minju pulls you closer to her and initials a kiss between the both of you. You thrust while her tongue enters your mouth.

You go back thrusting in and out. Thins go intense. The bed starts to shake. You can see that Minju’s breasts are jiggling.

Then suddenly, Minju turns you around. She is on top of you while you are at the bottom. She gives you a deep kiss before sitting up. She is on top of your cock. Then she goes forward, backward, and side to side. A gentle rolling motion. Her hands rest on your chest then her fingers start playing with your nipples.

This switch of pace catches you off guard. But at this rate, she is going to make you cum faster than you would think.

“Come on, Jaesong-ah. You wanna cum for me?”

“Yes, noona.”

“Then cum for me. Cum for me hard.” She goes down and whispers in your ear. “Where do you wanna cum?”

You ponder for a moment. “Where can I?”

“Anywhere you want.”

Your heartbeat rises. Your mind races around, pondering where is an acceptable place to cum. You would expect Minju to make you cum anywhere you want.

“I don’t know where.” You reply.

“You want me to choose.” Minju looks at you while she continues to ride you.

“Yes…” You worry.

She leans forward on your face. “Cum in my, Jaesung-ah. Okay? I’ll ride you until your cum, okay?”

You nod your head. Minju is now in control of the situation. She takes over. All of the motion is set by Minju.

She starts to move faster. Her body jumps up and down. She runs her pussy all over your length. Your cock starts to get lubricated by Minju’s juices. This allows her to move faster and faster. MInju starts to orgasm louder after each minute.

Her bedroom is starting to get filled with her loud moans. You start to groan as well. You breathe faster and faster as your wanted orgasm is getting closer.

Minju is pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Then you can feel it. Your stomach starts to tighten, your leg starts to feel weak.

“Noona! I’m going to cum.”

Minju’s eyes brighten. She runs faster and faster.

Then you shoot your cum. Ropes and ropes of cum run out of your cock. A surge of sticky white liquid exits your body. Minju slows down as you finish. But once she stops she gets off.

There you can see your semen leak out of her pussy.

“Don’t worry. I’m on the pill.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I won’t get pregnant.” Minju lays beside you.

“So you have been planning this?”

“Sure. Well if I would do anything like this it would be you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I like you Jaesung-ah. I told you that and it’s obvious that you like me. So, it’s perfect. Ain’t it?”

“I guess it is…”

Minju lays beside you and cuddles up against you. “But did you get my lesson with Statics?”

“Uhhhh…..”

“Aigoo, We’ll have to go thru that lesson again? I want you to pass.”

“Okay, I will. I will.”

“Nice. Goodnight Jaesung-ah.”

“Goodnight noona.”

[uhgood-girl]

why jikook?

i've been asking myself this a lot recently bc well, why them? why not tkook? or ynmin? hell, jihope even, they're underrated as hell honestly, have you seen that hot tub video? hobi was ready to unhinge his jaw to swallow jimin whole (and who (jk) could blame him.)

but jikook, in a not joking way, hits different. they always have. it's been years at this point that i've been deep in this rabbit hole (within the larger bts rabbit hole, my god, how deep does it go) but i don't recall making the conscious decision to fall in.

maybe a little background?

i'm a fake love army. actually, if we're getting technical, i'm an outro tear army bc it was in the comments of the freshly released fake love music video that i saw someone recommend outro tear if i enjoyed fake love and then it was over for me. extremely not fake love at first listen, who's voice is second on this track? i NEED to know. i'm a yoongi/rapline bias to this day. fake love still fucks though, don't get me wrong, it's a never skip for me.

for that first year and then some, i consumed backlogged content like it was my day job. i am a prone to hyper-fixations hermit, basically, who was going to stop me? my therapist? nah, she picks her battles.

i watched everything i could get my grubby little hands on like someone would be testing me on it later. (shoutout qdeoks, you were so real) i didn't open stan twitter for the first time till probably the end of 2018, really just in time to be slapped in the face full force with the shitshow that was a hate campaign against these boys i was deeply invested in by then, the likes of which i had never experienced in an online space up to that point. it was a truly, truly wild era, don't ever let anyone tell you differently.

all that to say, i've been here for a hot minute and i developed my own first impressions on bts and the members as individuals in a vacuum. no one had to point jikook out to me, they stuck out on their own.

potentially relevant disclaimer before we continue: i am really really queer. i grew up in the united states conservative deep south and had to change high schools my sophomore year bc i was outed and then violently ostracized for being in a relationship with my same sex best friend at the time. it is safe to say i have a lot of feelings about and experience even when it comes to having to be low key (understatement lol) about who you love. i am not here just to make my barbies kiss.

actually, on that note, jikook wouldnt even be my chosen barbies out of bts. if we're in true fantasy delulu hours here, i would want yoonjin to be real. god, that would be the stuff, they're so old married as it is. peak romance.

i think the first place jikook ever truly caught my attention were the memories dvds. jimin has always been a sweet, bby angel taking care of all his members but i remember thinking that he seemed to pay a little extra, special attention to jungkook. and of course, why not, jk's the maknae after all. all of them have always been doting on him and deservedly so. but in those briefly shown really serious, quiet moments, jimin was often first in line. a spot very easy for him to obtain tbh as jk never seemed to be very far from him anyway. maybe if you've never in real time lived the satellite jeon accusations (hi pandemic army, bless you, i hope you make it to 2025 when we have them all back without restrictions) you might find them easier to dismiss but it was so consistent back then in all of the content being released. and once noticed, i don't know how anyone ever un-notices it. but i was in deep before i even realized the water was boiling.

should i talk about why not tkook? or ynmin, for me? i'm just pulling those as examples bc i know they're the popular contenders here but all joking in the beginning of this post aside, none of the other members interpersonal relationships, in any configuration (sadly, RIP yoonjin romance), have ever struck me as anything other than puppy crush/deep friendship/family. and that's not bc i don't think over half of those men aren't queer in some form or fashion because WHEW, that is an entirely different post and we simply do not have the time to unpack rn but it's not for lack of looking.

i started in a vacuum, but i have by no means stayed there, i walked in all of those front doors and sat down and said "convince me." i've got the time and lack of life, i am ready to be won over. what have i missed?

to this day i still regularly try and check my own confirmation bias, i'm obviously looking for jikook at this stage but i'm still ready on my toes if any of the others want to get crazy. (yoonjin i am rooting for you, we're all rooting for you)

and i'm not here to really persuade or sway anyone one way or another either. there are a 1000 other blogs on this site that can probably offer you better explanations, specific clips, and detailed break downs of moments throughout the years and even then people are going to see what they want to see. i just wanted to write some of my own thoughts down finally.

though...i guess if i had to point to any one single piece of "evidence" it would definitely be tried and true gcf tokyo? but if watching that the first time didn't ring through you like a gunshot, i def don't think there's anything i could say beyond that.

honestly, i think so much of "why jikook" for me boils down to the pit in the bottom of my stomach that i used to get when i first began to notice them. when i got past the initial warm fuzzies inspired by the sincerity of their interactions, my immediate second emotion was concern.

i remember the first time i heard some of the other boys make an offhand joke about them being a couple and i got anxious, fast. i thought hide, hide better, please be safe. i began to pay extra attention to the other members in general too when jikook would do things and felt like i could sometimes see a similar anxiety to my own in their expressions. for a long time, i just worried about them and where i saw other people rejoice in their more obvious moments, i was slow to celebrate.

despite my initial hesitation, it's now been about 5 years since the first time they ever made me double take. they're a few years younger than me but i feel like we've been growing up together. (parasocial? idk her.) they're less conspicuous these days, and for lots of obvious reasons, but i feel like overall, their confidence in themselves and each other is quite high. i know that's probably a funny thing to say in light of this last week especially, but i stand by it. i've seen this song and dance before. i have managed my own expectations in the past, taken full steps back only to be beaten anew over the head so many times with enough "coincidences" i felt borderline foolish to try and deny anything. jikook are truly some sort of neuro-spicy pattern recognition drug, i swear.

and i've never really gotten to talk about any of this with anyone before! i'm shy irl, and shy online apparently bc i have just been lurking around the outer lines of this circle this whole time like some creepy creep but i've decided i'm over it. fuck it. growth.gif. idk that i have anything important or new to contribute to the conversation but my god, no one else seems to let that stop them so i might as well take my turn on the soapbox, no?

so 📢 JIKOOK REAL (?) jikook sus. jikook make bandaged queer little heart go boom boom.

[glitch-after-dark]

Animal Handler Rodimus/Merformer Thunderclash #4

More setup and a quick overview of the Rehab Center! Plus a surprise for Rodimus!

@sticky-mecha Not much Thunderclash yet, but he returns soon and we'll get more from his side!

@valve3nthusiast and @mychlapci, I hope you enjoy since it was partially inspired by the merformer posts.

Series TW: Noncon (Past), Treating a Sentient Person Like An Animal (Unknowingly on Rodimus's Part), Exhibitionism, Unwilling Public Sex, Abuse, Domestication, Kidnapping, Harassment, Stalking By Media, Mildly Genital Injury (Nothing Explicitly Described), Forced Orgasm, Mechpreg, Alcoholism (Briefly)

PART IV – Recovery and Reunion

Rodimus likes his new job, even if it does keep triggering moment of guilt and horror when he sees what an actual healthy setup from the studies should be. The Rehab Center doesn’t allow a lot of public visitors outside of the educational front area and small viewing areas, but there is nothing close to the actual merformers themselves. The facility takes up most of the west side of the island they are on, built into the ocean and cutting it off, allowing for large expansive areas designed for them as well as areas within the building. While it specializes in merformers it does have other animals rehabbing on the land facilities and Rodimus gets to meet them and sees the obvious differences.

The merformers in the facility as well are much healthier, plumper, more lively, less anxious, their colors and biolights brighter.

They have some that are temporary and intend to be released that they are more off hand with but others are more permanent due to injuries or socialization issues.

Drift is the most famous. After Rodimus got out and read more freely about merformers and the debates on their levels of sentience he heard about Drift who was famous for learning Hand though many debate it is a scam or due to the oddness of the field with merformers reading differently he isn’t communicating but just responding with the same pulses he’s receiving. They’ve tried to release him, he’s healthy, an experienced hunter, socialized, popular among his peers, but he absolutely refuses. He’s been caught before and was famously rescued from a merformers fighting ring by the head of he facility Ratchet and imprinted on him. When he was discovered years later caught up in a spill from a factory that caught up a nearby merformer nesting grounds he was evacuated to the Rehab Center for treatment.

While there he reunited with Ratchet and “imprinted” on him. He absolutely refused to leave despite all his group leaving (including Wing) and kept making courting behaviors and doting on Ratchet. He helps with socializing new captures and rearing orphaned pups to be released back into the wild after he raises them so he has a purpose there. Everyone jokes how he pined after Ratchet for years and only let him take care of him.

The Hand thing was a joke but he got so excited about it the interns showed him. They all knew he was intelligent and would come up with tests for him to do and tech but no one expected him to latch onto it and pick it up immediately. Or that once he learned some words he would terrify everyone by dragging Ratchet into the water to grab his hands and start screaming “RATCHET RATCHET RATCHET!” over and over with Hand while snuggling him beaming. Ratchet got things more organized and kept teaching him more and more complicated concepts and has been petitioning to change the sentience guidelines because Drift is proof just because merformers can’t speak Neocybex and have more instinct coding doesn’t mean they can’t communicate or have higher levels of thoughts.

It's been complicated due to them not being able to pass the Ambus Test and a lot of misinformation about Drift and lack of being able to repeat the experiment out of Ratchet’s facility because, as he keeps emphasizing, the merformers do not feel safe or inclined to account for them and some of the facilities are terrible. Dominus Ambus was actually involved as he was working to revise his own test to account for its own flaws which would he in his own alt mode couldn’t pass.

The other merformers in the facility except for Drift’s occasional pups also aren’t inclined to learn Hand. Most simply aren’t there long enough. Or don’t agree. Another issue with repeating the test.

Whirl refuses and his hands aren’t in a good shape for it though his caretaker Cyclonus is trying to adapt a different communication since he noticed that Whirl uses colors to communicate and Whirl is intelligent enough to build and rebuild things and socializes well with the janitor, Tailgate too. Whirl isn’t exactly one they want meeting the public though, given his general aggression.

Getaway is a menace who keeps breaking out every place they put him and has sired way too many pups. He was released but keeps showing back up in one of the cages whenever he wants, like a seasonal bother, during breeding season. Mostly to harass Skids, who is currently their other lead project trying to learn Hand from Drift. Though it has some difficulties because they are different subspecies which have different fields again so they are trying to adapt it and the fact they keep having to break due to Getaway knocking him up and distracting him. They’ve made some headway with a new Praxian hire Bluestreak adapting door wing language to match Skids’s fin wings.

Other members of the Rehab Center include: Overlord (who is kept carefully under lock and key and is not to be approached unless by trained and approved individuals, because he was a mech killer and actively hunted them. He was slotted to be put down before someone decided, in Ratchet’s words, to make him their problem), Sunstreaker (who was injured and grew attached to an Insecticon recovering in the land facility and they bonded and refuse to leave so they had to make a hybrid enclosure), Tarn (a siren-type with a similar backstory to Overlord and is one of the only times one with his ability was captured alive and is under strict care), Nautica and her sorority (slotted to be released though with how much Nautica has bonded with Skids and her caretake Velocity she is likely going to voluntarily stay), etc.

Rodimus meets many of them and is excited to help out. It makes him feel like he’s making up for accidentally mistreating Thunderclash. Then when he gets read in on the they are probably sentient as we are but that’s being debated and meets Drift, things get even more wobbily for him emotionally. He has a lot of dreams and nightmares mixed up with memories about his time with Thunderclahs. Ratchet and he bond though Rodimus is a little terrified of him finding out about his past.

It’s very good for him and he is making friends and a life for himself, but his libido hasn’t died down and if anything has gotten worse, leading him to regularly hookup most nights and still feels weirdly unsatisfied and craving something. For all he’s mentally recovering he is also eating a lot more and emotional regulation wise he’s getting occasional mood swings, sore back, and he’s started to have his pain dull and get exhausted as the craving in him increases that his hookups are not satisfying.

Ratchet’s the one who finally sits him down to confront him, having been a former doctor in Iacon, and tells him he needs to talk to his doctor because its obvious he needs to increase his transfluid donations because they are not meeting his frame needs and if this keeps up he’ll start cannibalizing himself. Ratchet after enduring Rodimus’s obvious confusion realizes Rodimus doesn’t know he is pregnant. The facility had all kind of largely known because of Drift’s treatment of him. Drift is good for pegging when someone is carrying and treats them accordingly. Since Rodimus wasn’t talking about it though they were respecting his privacy.

Ratchet takes Rodimus to the hospital and hooks him up with a doctor, they estimate how along he is and realize he is much, much too small and behind on building materials so he is put on a strict diet and twice daily donations unless he want to abort. Ratchet calms him down and lets him talk out his emotions and Rodimus figures it happened during his post-trial sex marathons. After awhile thinking about he decides to keep it, Orion, despite Rodimus’s protests, did set him up a trust fund so he never feels pressured to fall into a bad situation again and Rodimus hasn’t been touching it due to complicated feelings but it would allow him to support himself. Plus he likes this area, far away from anyone who knows him and Ratchet goes ahead and tells him they were planning to offer him permanent position once his trial ended and his certificate was granted. The facility has a onsite daycare something Ratchet pushed for when he was pregnant with Medix and Minerva, his sparklings.

Rodimus has a support system and slowly tells everyone, getting healthier (but still feeling unsatisfied sexually), no longer seeking out hookups as often (it was mostly the cravings and the island is a bit too small population wise to keep things from getting awkward and people are more wary now that he has a belly unless they are really into it), and dealing with everyone openly being happy and supportive for him and weirdly enough the merformers reaction to when his belly pops changing.

They are all, without exception, preening for him or doting on him in equal measure. His coworkers explain that it’s a pretty normal reaction and merformers themselves commonly find signs of fertility attractive and, they point to Drift and Ratchet, are known for cross species attraction. There are quite a few jokes about how Drift was when Ratchet was pregnant that people then skirt away from when Ratchet approaches. Drift is the most excited for it and grabs Rodimus’s hands to project congratulations and even pets his belly, before grinning, crookedly and pressing Rodimus’s hand to his own and feeling a hardness there. Rodimus is startled but supposes that for all Drift’s imprinting he does still socialize and share the pool with other merformers, who Rodimus has learned are not shy about public sex and it is incredibly common to the point he’s desensitized at this point and visitors have to sign waivers to acknowledge they might see them getting frisky.

Things are actually going pretty well when they get news about a transfer request from another facility. Rodimus doesn’t think much of it until Ratchet sits Rodimus down and explains, seriously, that it would be Thunderclash transferring.

Rodimus feels like he’s been hit by a truck but says he’ll be fine especially after hearing the reason behind the request is that Thunderclash has health issues, and they want him comfortable because they are convinced he is going to die from complications and Ratchet’s Rehab Center is famous for care. Rodimus is deeply upset because he’d made a point to not investigate it at first and when he’d tried later couldn’t find out and couldn’t bring himself to mention it to Ratchet because that would mean telling about his past. Ratchet, during the talk, reveals he already knew. He just had been respecting Rodimus’s privacy.

Rodimus braces for Thunderclash’s return and hopes for the best. He’s taken to talking the Drift about his feelings while doing rounds and confesses everything that happened to him while Drift makes sympathetic chirps and coos and eventually grabs Rodimus’s hands to convey just pure comfort and support wordlessly, which Rodimus appreciates.

[zephyr-rat]

Green Giant Saga: Twitch Character Insights

"My subjects will be like the books of the humans and the sumps, but the tale of Twitch would be even greater. No humans of course, and even in those heroic tales, there were always twists and turns. There were always traitors. Twitch knows better. The sumps taught me so. This bronze brace of mine always reminds. Everyone’s out for themselves down here. But there’s a way for better subjects than those! Creation. Sentience. Life!"

-- Twitch from The Sentient Potion

(You can also read this as "what I do if I have control of Twitch's LoL lore”) (Based off of how I write the characters for The Green Giant Saga)

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It’s hard to find a place to start with Twitch because, currently, Twitch has no lore. Unfortunately, Riot did not give the poor rat an updated bio when the big Piltover-Zaun update came at the beginning of 2017, and ever since then, he’s been sitting with a pathetic two sentence placeholder  bio that says essentially nothing about the character. That being said, to advertise for Twitch’s release in Wild Rift on April 20th, 2023, Riot did release a series of shorts called Twitch Chat: Sewer Tour in which Twitch gives a poor human victim a tour of his collection before presumably shooting him to death. The shorts characterize him as arrogant via his self-proclaimed superiority in taste and cruel as he goes off to test his poisons on an unsuspecting scuttle crab. He comes off as a Looney Toons punching bag. A stupid villain with very easy flaws to exploit for a clever Bugs Bunny type character (probably Ekko or Zeri) to outsmart and make a fool out of. 

While this is a valid direction to go with Twitch (more valid than what the new lore did with Zac), I think it flattens him into this two-dimensional obstacle for better characters to overcome. It also throws away a lot of the motivations, depth, and predefined relationships hinted at the old lore. In the old lore, he joined the League of Legends with the goal of recreating his sentience, making more mutated plague rats like himself, but by joining the League and collaborating with Zaun, he’s now under the possible exploitation and control of the Zaunite government. You could say that he’s one of Zaun’s weapons in the old lore. However, the League of Legends is gone and, with Twitch’s updated voiceover for his visual update, paranoia becomes a huge part of his character, to the point where I just don’t buy Twitch working with filthy topsiding humans anymore. Where does this leave us?

Well, I wanted to explore one particular line found in the old lore: the idea that one of the biggest challenges for him recreating his sentience is “his own insanity”. Where did such insanity come from as someone mutated from the sewers of Piltover-Zaun and how does one overcome such a great challenge? I wanted to lean towards the paranoia of the character and explore how such a mentality formed without contradicting his funny pompous arrogance. In fact, I found a way in which both aspects reinforce each other.

(Art by Martina Matteucci)

Green Giant Saga Twitch:

In my series, Twitch shares the same character base as his VU version in the League of Legends game: a maniacal mutated rat who believes everything in the world should be his, murdering anyone that would get in his way. He’s paranoid of everyone, thinking that they’re aiming to exterminate him and take his stash away from him, and, by all accounts, he’s not entirely wrong.

Twitch is, both figuratively and literally, a product of his environment. He was mutated in the Sumps, the lowest level of Piltover-Zaun, a level that’s so polluted that Zaunites have considered it utterly inhabitable without proper equipment. Down in the Sumps, resources like food and water are extremely limited, forcing the mutated animals to become territorial and aggressive as they fight to find resources just to sustain themselves. Twitch is no exception.

(Art by Cryspan)

One of the most recurring symbols of the entire series is Twitch’s homemade rusty arm brace. In Twitch’s character design, it’s the main component contributing to Twitch’s asymmetry. Usually with a character like Twitch, asymmetry can represent how a character can be off-kilter and uneven. In the context of the story, Twitch sustained this injury after fighting a monster after he asked for food. It was a violent battle, leading to a broken shoulder, but out of that, he gained not only the food he wanted but a corpse to feed on and make poisons with. His stash got way bigger than if he just shared parts of the monster’s food like he asked, and, therefore, he can live longer from the new resources gained than if he did the other option.

The brace is a reminder of what the sumps taught him and he took it to heart. He became one of the fiercest monsters in the Sumps, obtaining a stash that could, in Twitch’s words, rival that of kings. He’s proud of this arm brace as a warrior is proud of their scar after a war. He was the one that killed the monster that day. He was the one that created the cast himself when no one would help him. He earned that monster’s corpse and his food, just like how he earned everyone else’s goods and belongings when he killed them. 

However, the brace wasn’t made well. It might as well be made with shoestring and duct-tape. If he ever made the wrong move, it can be easily ripped off and the arm can be undone. When he gets nervous, he turns the bolts on his brace, tightening it ever so slightly in the hopes that it will stay on, but it will never be enough. No amount of resources can make Twitch feel truly safe.

As time went on, he started to get more interesting loot. Books of fantasy and romance enraptured him. He envied the kings of those pages. Sure he might have everything the sumps could offer with his gigantic collection, but those kings had something he never had: loyal subjects and friends that would follow their leaders anywhere, but this fantasy is contrasted with the cruel reality Twitch lives in. What do we do when the stories we hope for are so different from the life we really live? You make them happen. With hope, you try to make them fit. If he can’t recruit existing subjects down here, he, like in the old lore, would have to make them himself.

(Art by OrlandoFox)

And he successfully did with Zac! (kinda, not really. Read The Sentient Potion for the story) However, he’s not the devoted subject he wanted, and he can’t replace him. After so many failed attempts and dead rats, Twitch has to make this worth it. As the story goes on, the tension between what he was “promised” by the fantasy books he reads and the reality of what he has grows more and more. It reinforces the themes of fantasy versus the reality we have to work with that’s present with Zac’s story. His relationship with Zac challenges his ideas of loyalty, kinship, and what makes a great king. Does he want true friendship with Zac or does he want complete ownership and control of him like the Chem-Barons of Zaun? 

In the Zac character insights, I mention a lot about the idea of individualistic beliefs in the face of systemic problems. In his mind, Twitch thoroughly believes he earned his lot as the sump king of Zaun. He fought through all the monsters and earned his stash fair and square, yet that learned cruelty, greed, and bravado won’t get him what he really wants with Zac. Zac can try to help Twitch be “better” through actions and kindness, but that won’t change the fact that he’s always surrounded by evidence that he has to be the way that he is to not only survive, but thrive. Twitch is ultimately a product of his setting, one that was unintentionally made by the Chem-Barons and Pilties through utter neglect and careless profiteering. To him, this is the only option in the Sumps. He can say that he’s a special king all he wants, but he’s really just another mutated sump creature. 

Twitch’s story is ultimately about how an environment creates us and whether or not we can break away from that environment to grow and change. It’s a story of the ways friendship can enrich lives, but only if one allows it to, and it can be hard to allow it to. After all, who can say no to being the sewer king.

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If any of this is of interest to you, you can read the story here

[whatgaviiformes]

Hello! I hope you're feeling better. I saw you were still open for prompts, so I thought I'd throw one in- I hope that's okay!

How about Gordon + "Uh... what is that?"

Ficlet: The Hog Summary: Just some boys and their ships Characters: Gordon, Scott Genre: Slice of Life, Humor? Word Count: 623

“Uh – what is that?” He didn’t mean for it to come out with as much confused disgust as it did. It was obvious Scott was building something, and the pile of grey plastic (ugh!) pieces certainly did nothing wrong. Other than be made of the one material he hated most. Still not Scott’s fault though, and Gordon grimaced at himself right after he said it. He was actually happy to see Scott away from his work desk at this hour. Just another thing to be glad for with Dad returning. Taking on some of the family business.

His older brother, concentrating where a magnifying arm with a ring light built in expanded his view of the kitchen table, didn’t seem to notice the accidental tone.

“A-10 Thunderbolt II,” he grunted. “Or at least it will be when I’m done with it.”

“Uh-huh, bless you.” Gordon skipped past him on his way toward the refrigerator and the blessed electrolytes within. He was well dried off already after completing his stretching from that morning’s pool exercise, and with the day ahead and the sun at full, he was debating heading down to lagoon or taking the sailboat for a spin towards Mateo. Pending rescues, of course.

“A hog.” It came out mumbled because Scott was busy gritting his teeth while holding two pieces together to dry, the little tube of glue on the table in front of him.

“Excuse me?”

“No, not you,” Scott laughed as he released his hold and tapped the model to test the connection, amending with “not this time, at least. No, a warthog is what they called her. She’s an attack aircraft from the 70s.”  

“Oooh! Gotcha.” Whether Scott noticed or not, Gordon wasn’t about to let on that he’d immediately put his nose to his armpit, just in case, so he bent his arm back behind him over his head and gave his shoulders a stretch before he did the same with his other arm. Nice, casual, playing it cool. “I used to call the sub Queen Bee. A bit kinder than a warthog. Man, she was a good girl.” He was thinking not of Four, but of the submarine he’d been stationed on with WASP, thus the insect theme to his fond endearments.

“Planes had one of those too. Older than the hog here, kinda like a Tiger Moth if I remember right.”

“Scott, my dude, you know that means nothing to me.”

“Are you interested?” Scott flashed him a grin, selecting the next piece from the pile, which now that he was close enough to Scott’s set up Gordon recognized was precisely sorted by size. “You’re still here. Wanna sit down?”

Gordon pulled out a chair, waving his bottle to mix the powder into the water. “I’m here for the energy boost.”

“Mhmm.”

They sat in companionable silence, Gordon taking controlled sips of his water while Scott fiddled to connect the pieces of the scale model. In the quiet, he listened to the wind. He loved living on the Island; he especially loved the open patio that led their kitchen into the outdoors and that they closed the windows only when it rained. The air smelled fresh with just the lingering of chlorine which as was clinging to his hair and distantly the sea rolled. It had been a long time since he thought of Queenie.

“So, why did they call it a warthog?” he asked, picking up the closest piece to examine it. Wild to think these tiny bits and pieces would become an entire model once assembled.

Scott pointed what he had of the nosecone at him. “She’s intimidating. Can’t you tell?”  

“Uhhh, yeah. Super scary.”

“Well, her design is nearly a hundred years old.”

[noro-noro-noro]

dreamed again

first bit was like I was playing w a stranger on a modded Minecraft server. no idea how any of it worked but there were weird caches that had skeleton eggs (?) like not skeleton spawn eggs but red eggs that had cursed purple skeletons in there on them. the person I was with also had several buttons labelled "oh fuck" in the overworld that wluld teleport you back to base. they were very blunt & businesslike. to the point. idk why I was there but I think I was like forced to live in there or whatever so that was also the world. most of the time I was inside trying to tend creatures.

actually this came before - I was bringing home a bag of small crabs & horseshoe crabs & also giant triops & other made up dream crustaceans. & an alien-like sea urchin made f 6 or 8 jointed segments that would extend its segments through anything slowly but surely to gain more nutrients. I got a HUGE tank and put it in my mom's living room & tried to amke them.comfy - I wasn't planning on keeping wild animals, but I needed to have them, so they light as well be in a better environment than a bucket of water. there were also several mid size dead and decaying animals I threw in for them to eat.there was also several isopods . one in particular was like a rubber duck one exceot with a white body instead and he was super interested and active. my sister wasn't scared of him

eventually the first tank was too full of water(we had no lids) and I realized the creatures might jump out so I asked my sister to help me drain water & she broke the whole thing. I tried to save everything but some of the tiny fish died while I was gettjng two new tanks setup. I threw them in for the crustaceans to eat, and eventually the second tank was devoured and eaten through by the special sea urchin that ate glass. and this happened BEFORE the Minecraft dream bc it then shifted into me taking care of mieceaft fish in our base.

scene shift & that person became wrio genshin. his story quest was now released....! and it was about helping those two researchers that hate each other but everyone thinks they're in a relationship bc they disappear to the infirmary at the same time all the time. this was a 3rd person dream where I was basically just watching the traveller as she assisted wriothy with helping the researchers as thry bickered the whole time. there was a scene where she went too far out of her way for them and got hurt and wrio came to visit her as soon as possible in the infirmiary and like grabbed her chin and leaned over very closely tp have the conversation. it seemed like she was about to be kissed & was like um !!!? 😳😳😳😳 and then the researchers peeked in and immediately started gossippibg like "and everybody says WE are in a relationship even though we hate each other and these people are RIGHT THERE doing this kind of stuff with the duke ‼️" & wrio kinda smilled & sighed & walked away to reprimand them like"do you really think spreading rumors about the Duke of the fortress of meropide, your employer, is a good idea?" & they eere like "no your grace sorry your grace see you later" & scurried off, & thr story quest ended with a cgg of rhe traveller doing that anime girl thing where thry look off to the side beet red and touch their lips where they were almost kissed, & wrio in the bg. I was like wow.they really went shippy with this one this never happens. even with ayaka and Xiao.

hm after that I had a dream I was with my sister at ?a beach resort or smth. there was a GIANT wall of makeup products including a bunch of really weird colors of eyeliner. I tested out a bright silver from a silver/orange/gold palette & actually genuinely really liked it,so I wanted to buy it without the rest of the pallette. apparently the owner of the brand was in the same town, so I told my sister I'd be back and walked over. the makeup store was also part hair salon - a girl was getting her hair died to have like a dark blue tint with kther rgb streaks in it & each streak that overlapped had like a sparkle illuminating that part, but the sparkle was dyed in..anywsy the whole place was run by a large and very friendly trans lady. I asked her directly aboit the eyeshadow I saw and also asked for a haircut since my split ends were acting up.in the dream I was also on my period & the lady said sympathetically "oh if you're on your perjod your splot ends get worse but we ca fix that!" & I was like okay.... and sat on the hairsresser chair, which was more of like a lounge chair than a normal one.

I don't remember if she actually did anything about the hair bc a lot of people I knew suddenly came inside. kt wasnow dark and raining outside. one of my studio classmates revealed that she'd lived in this shop before bc the owner kindly let her use the room upstairs for free after her landlord screwed her over. also the assistant from work showed up but younger? and I forgot her name and said it was ALMOND. so embarrassing. anyway I was just sitting in the chair for a while and texting y sister updates. when I asked again about the silver eyeliner, she revealed that they were leftovers shipped in from somewhere else & arrived here unlabeled, but she'd try to find the one I wanted for me.

eventually I went to walk home but the weather was so bad.... I was treated to another 3rdperson scene of lumine genshin impact waking up in a cozy bed in a strange room with leafy branches putsife the window and a warm sun shining through. wrio's Castle...? (even though he's only I charge of the underwater giant prison) then I woke up . I need to wash my hair but kts getting stixky again and I don't want to.

[simeezkat]

EVERLONG

CHAPTER I

PART II

What is a Pokemon? The definition? They are types of creatures of all different kinds who have roamed this Earth longer than us. At least, that’s what I remember learning back in a biology class long ago… I think sometime in elementary or something. Ever since we began sharing the world with them, some became powerful and hostile towards us. But with others, they are curious and friendly creatures, who most don’t mean any intentional harm. Using the power of red and white spherical balls named Pokeballs, we have been able to tame these wild creatures by throwing them and encapsulating the target.

With the use of them, many have formed great friendships with their Pokemon, including myself. Some may keep them out of their balls and have them as their companions, while others train their Pokemon and fight other trainers and Pokemon. No matter what you prefer, Pokemon are some of the most diverse and fascinating creatures in the world.

There are many different types of Pokemon, so how do I know what I am? Well, I’ve always had a fascination with them. I had 2 pokemon that would travel with me outside of the balls not as pets, but more like companions. But…for some weird reason, I can’t remember them clearly currently. It just feels like it’s shrouded in fog. But, you can tell I have knowledge of Pokemon.

Charmander, the lizard Pokemon. A fire type. “From the time it is born, a flame burns at the tip of its tail. Its life would end if the flame were to go out. It has a preference for hot things.”

They have a plump, small orange body and primarily blue eyes, and a tail with a flame burning brightly on its tip. They are not just adorable (well, to me personally), they are also pretty interesting and fascinating. But now, I’m learning way, way more about them than before.

Because it's what I’ve been turned into.

. . .

My mind can clearly not comprehend this situation. I am a Pokemon. I am a Pokemon… I really am. This…this is all a joke right?! Everything felt numb and dizzy telling myself this over and over again. My whole body felt like jelly and not mine, along with unexplainable feelings. It’s just like when you feel like you are not currently there, or like that feeling when you get up too fast. All of those feelings combined into one clump of emotions, spinning like a wheel inside my head nonstop.

Once I felt it calming down and subsiding (somehow I was able to after a while), I observed the area I’ve awoken in. It was a quiet, peaceful forest, with a small river flowing nearby where I had awoken on the cool afternoon grass. I tested my “all new body” more, putting one foot in front of another. Luckily, walking is like riding a bike. You’ll always remember it, but you need time to get used to it again after not doing it for a while. I found my legs took me over the soft grass to the river from the opposite direction of the clearing I previously had awoken in. I hesitated at first, but I slowly dipped my hand into the water. The water was a bit warmer than I had expected, but I was pleasantly surprised.

I ran my hand through the water slowly, letting it run against it. It felt relaxing and refreshing, like something on a warm summer day when I was younger. It felt a bit like the backyard hose that I would use for entertainment, or a heated pool, or…

I really don’t know how long or far out I went out to feel the water in my trancelike state, but I had suddenly felt a bite and hard tug on the arm in the water, quickly submerging me into the depths at an astonishing fast pull into the water. It had all happened so fast. I immediately released lots of bubbles from my nostrils and mouth, fighting against the force. I had my eyes closed most of the time, but I was able to make a silhouette of this large, fish-like creature aggressively thrashing and pulling me downstream and deeper into the waters. This thing wanted to fill my lungs up with water and drown me out!

I continued thrashing around my arms and legs, trying to break free from the grips of this creature. This was my only hope at this point. Maybe I could get lucky, and punch it in the eye or somewhere to free me! But only the more I fought, the more my body got tired and cried out for oxygen. My ears started to pop, as I felt like my entire body was shutting down. My eyes remained closed, but became less scrunched up, losing the muscle tension in them. My arms and legs had now completely stopped flailing.

This last resort tactic failed. The only thing left was to succumb to it. I gave into the creature, as it continued to pull me into the depths. Lower, deeper, darker…

My body became numb, and I could not breathe a single puff of air. My brain must be affected by the loss of oxygen now, because I could barely even think. I went more and more into the depths. Deeper…lower…darker…

This…this really was the end.

…Or so I thought.

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Read Chapter 1 Part I below

[icharchivist]

Y'know, it's kinda wild to me that Cygames is really pushing Wilnas recently because he's not really the type of character design you'd expect to be super popular with people, since usually people seem drawn to the pretty boys. Yet, here we are. Proud of him tbh

honestly i just think Granblue is kind of aware of their player base. Like.. yeah ikemmen are more popular in general but there are a lot of fans of buff men, who often complains about the lack of them everywhere. and Granblue got a reputation, especially thanks to their draph and the soiya gang, to have the prettiest buff men in mobage.... because they have the most of them to start with.

I feel like granblue is aware of that, especially considering how much before Wilnas came out it was a hot topic because of how a famous mobage failed to deliver on that.

I really feel like gbf is taking the chances offering themselves to them in a sense.

Wilnas got very popular really quickly, people really fell for him quickly, and well, gbf regularly makes characters popularity polls so they would have noticed it regardless. Wilnas took a huge spike in popularity that was noticeable so they decided to risk it.

and yeah honestly it's amazing bc like, most gacha don't take this risk and try mostly to bank in on the pretty ikemen. But gotta consider also that gbf was also one of the big rpg mobage who started to sexualize their ikemen in ways others rpg mobage weren't doing at the time. (i insist on rpg mobage as in, those with waifu type characters. idol franchise have been doing fine on this lmao)

Honestly i feel it's a continuation of that. Now more mobage knows to bank on their ikemen, but coward out everytime the men are more buff. So Granblue is taking a risk to see if the demographic is profitable.

Wilnas has been steadily popular ever since he was introduced, the real risk was the vday skin, but i think it's because they knew they were going to do a celebration skin for all the dragons by release order and they decided they might as well go all out to test the water. (and summer Belial's sexy art was already a testrun to see how people would be receptive to this type of male sexualization). So i think they really went "well we gotta make a skin for him anyway, screw it, let's go all out and sees how it works out". esp knowing some seiyuu have mentioned that the skin really talked to them as well, i think we can account for the facts the gbf staff does listen to their seiyuu enough to gauge if they should try something out.

I think any more art we'd get out of Wilnas since vday would be an indication that this skin was the commercial success they expected and that it means gbf is now banking on this archetype and/or this brand of sexualization. So i'm hype for where it's going.

What i mean by all that, is that, yeah this isn't the general standards a lot of mobage model would push, but gbf has always been one step ahead about male sexualization (at the time they started to roll male summer units, most similar mobage (as in, excluding idol type) wouldn't dream of doing so, for example. the first male SSR unit they rolled for summer was Percival because they realized Percival has been the most suptixed character of that year, therefore, a huge source of revenue, and they decided to risk it to see if people would bank on it. This gamble worked, now they are comfortable with more and more male unit for summer, and at the time, people were constantly bringing it up to shame the others mobages who weren't even trying.). Nowadays most mobage know to not neglected their male-loving audience, but still stay safe about that.

it's surprising to see a general mobage take this risk, but if any mobage was to push this risk forward, gbf is definitely up there.

So i'm not finding it too wild or surprising personally, but i'm delighted and very happy

Wilnas's popularity is earned anyway and if it gets us more goodies, even better. the hero of the people.

[triple-mayday]

To add on to the subject, before returning to college I was an intern at an aquarium that housed marine mammals, specifically, dolphins. Despite the general infamy associated with facilities housing cetaceans, the aquarium I worked at had a solid reputation in the community. So much so that people would light up when they saw me coming back from work in my uniform. They would come up to me and ask questions about our residents. Our facility hosts a plenty of entertainment programs, but our name has been well-respected for years. The secret is solid ethics and prioritizing animal wellbeing above human entertainment.

When people think about “dolphin trainers”, many feel apprehensive about the ethics of the profession. Films like “Blackfish” come to mind, people worry that the pools are constraining the animals, that life in captivity severely damages their mental and physical health. And listen, exploitation is undoubtedly abusive towards animals. However, there is a world of difference between a sketchy establishment and a reputable aquarium. Here’s how things go in mine.

I worked in the marine mammals department, so my duties revolved around our dolphins and their wellbeing. Every person working at the aquarium is held to a high standard; we are legally obligated to follow USDA guidelines for animal care. This is a policy specifically enforced in the US, USDA stands for “United States Department of Agriculture”. They are the big bosses, they conduct impromptu inspections, they are the ones who determine whether the animal is releasable or which facility it should reside in. Every single permanent resident dolphin in our aquarium is non-releasable.

How does one determine whether a dolphin is releasable or not? Well, they must be able to navigate the ocean, hunt live fish, and use echolocation. Each dolphin is tested by the government representatives (not us!); physical fitness evaluation combined with hearing test helps us make a prognosis for the patient. If you are wondering how the hearing test is performed, well, basically sensors are attached to dolphin noggin with suction cups, the big smart head is exposed to auditory evoked potentials, and the brain activity is measured. It is a safe, painless procedure that is also used on human babies. A very common disability in dolphins is hearing loss, most of our residents have it to a varying degree of severity. In all non-releasable cases, the echolocation range is no longer accessible to them. A dolphin who is unable to hear is doomed to die. Loss of echolocation means no navigation, no food, no ways to evaluate the environment and high risk of exposure to danger. Other physical issues such as severe injury play the part in decision making. The next important part is the age. Dolphin orphans under 1 year of age are automatically non-releasable. Young babies do not make it in the wild without their parents.

Now, each facility approved by the government to house cetaceans must meet the standards of care. The pools for resident dolphins are large enough and deep enough for them to be comfortable. There is enough room for rest, play, and exercise. The temperature and water quality are monitored *very rigorously* and I can vouch for that as a man who worked as an aquarist before. The food is restaurant quality. These babies eat better than all of us. There is a variety of fish we offer to our residents. Capelin, herring, mullet, silversides, you name it. Every fish is checked for quality control by hand (again, I was the one elbows deep in industrial size sink filled with ice at 5 am, going through pounds of fish like an unhinged bear), every bucket is cleaned and polished. Dolphins get their fresh water from the fish they eat, and frozen fish, while safe for consumption, is a bit dehydrated. This issue is combated by jello treats made from purified water. We want to provide diverse diet to our dolphins but we also must account for individual preferences. For example, one of aquarium’s residents hates large fish and would much rather munch on silversides, thank you very much. So her dinner includes more silversides. Diets are monitored and adjusted by the vets on duty. As for physical and mental health, there is a method to madness. The “tricks” that come to mind when you think of “dolphin trainings” are not for human entertainment. Our supervisors make sure to introduce certain physical activities that mimic dolphin’s natural behavior and encourage them to be physically active. Remember, dolphins are mammals, they breathe air. They need to be in good physical shape to keep themselves afloat. Making a few hundred pounds of muscle move around seems like a daunting task, so we always, ALWAYS use positive reinforcement. In simple terms, we reward behaviors we want to see and ignore behaviors we do not want to see. This principle applies across the board, including with mental training. Dolphins are incredibly intelligent little guys, you can’t have them bored or frustrated. Playing mental games with them, teaching them “match the sample” activities and rewarding their successes keeps them busy, stimulated, and actively engaged with their team. The best part is that you can teach a dolphin how to participate in medical procedures. Want to teach a dolphin to present their flukes for bloodwork? You can do that! Desensitizing dolphins to medical care and equipment: 1) lowers the stress and keeps the animal comfortable, 2) keeps the staff safe while performing medical treatment on a mountain of muscle with ungodly amounts of power, 3) stimulates the dolphin’s brain through practice and memorization of these procedures.

When guests come to our aquarium, they don’t see a performance, they see the day-to-day care procedures. When pandemic hit and no visitors were allowed, our supervisors still followed the established routine (while following health guidelines and wearing masks). Dolphins still exercised, still played with toys cause its their ordinary life. It’s super fun and interesting, so we invite folks to watch and learn. The revenue from visitors keeps the facility running cause such is the life of a non-profit. Dolphins don’t entertain humans, humans entertain themselves by watching dolphins go through their daily life at an animal care center. Of course we have presentations and educational programs, but everything is secondary to our and dolphins’ safety. For example, one day the dolphin that was supposed to participate in a presentation wasn’t feeling like it and refused to swim into the pool observable to the public. So what did our supervisors do? They told the interns to hop into the water and pretend they were dolphins. For half an hour there was a bunch of twenty-somethings splashing around and carrying toys from one side of the pool to the other. It was a fun solution to the problem that did not put an undue burden on the animal.

I can go on forever about the nuances of caring for marine mammals. Just know that reputable aquariums are like retirement facilities for the big guys. They are well-fed, safe, entertained, and encouraged to engage in as many natural behaviors as possible. Not only do facilities like these provide safe and comfortable environment for non-releasable animals, working with them allows us to study them, learn about their needs, and improve our animal rehabilitation efforts. Some of these animals help not just their species, they help humans too. One of the most famous cases is that of Winter the Dolphin. Winter lost her flukes as a young baby dolphin after entanglement in crab nets. Necrosis was unavoidable, the flukes fell off on their own, and the girl was left an amputee. She would’ve never survived in the wild, but in human care she flourished, becoming an ambassador of her species, raising money for her home, Clearwater Marine Aquarium, and inspiring disabled humans from all over the world. Her case is extraordinary and definitely deserves attention. She was the first dolphin to wear a prosthetic tail. This prosthesis was an essential part of her physical therapy and did wonders for her health. She was well-loved by her community and especially by the people who had the honor of working with her. Winter passed away at the age 16 due to inoperable intestinal abnormality while under the care of her team. Her ashes were returned to her birthplace, the Gulf of Mexico. I urge you to learn about her story. I had the pleasure of meeting her in person while she was alive, and that little bubbly dolphin is the reason why I am so adamant to be a part of marine conservation efforts

One thing that pisses me off is people seeing fish in aquariums (the establishments, not home aquariums) and being like “It’s so sad because the ocean is so big and the tank is so small and they’ll never know freedom blah blah blah-“ I’m not talking about sharks and marine mammals here but the majority of fish are not at all bothered by being in an aquarium instead of the open ocean. Like, I personally would love to be a little clown fish in one of those big reef tanks. Fed regularly. Whole team of people monitoring my health and well-being. No predators. Medicated if I show signs of illness. Aquarium fish have cushy gigs in comparison to their wild companions.

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I think we all get a little crispy/frantic sometimes and I am no exception.  The other day I could not find my main credit card I use to purchase things.  I looked high and low before I dare tasked my little Taurus the bull girlfriend with that mission!  Nothing and nowhere to be found.  When I sat with it, I got “it’s hiding in plain sight” thanks a lot for the parable Spirit!   Now please show me and tell me where is my credit card? Ugh grrr Even after unleashing the bull to search for it, still she didn’t find it either.  Ok, I will go through the horrific process of canceling that one and ordering a new one.  Turns out they have an app for that (they seem to have an app for everything now right?) easy breezy and final click said something to the effect of “are you REALLY REALLY sure you want to do this? because if you find that card, you can’t use it or go back in the time space continuum and undue or reverse this action?”  Reluctantly I pressed “I agree” only to roll up into my driveway and spot the credit card laying on the ground in the driveway.  (hiding in plain sight? Makes sense now) Promptly I called the bank reflecting on the end-all, be-all solution that I just agreed to!  I got a super nice Indian man (not like tech support comedy, more like the voice of a soothing patient shaman) and after explaining my dilemma, he nearly whispered on the line, “We got this for you.” A few clicks later and my same old card was good to go.  Relief be thy name!  Remember that not everyone who wanders is lost and there are still angels among us just looking to be of assistance while being in allowance and acceptance of the glorious splendor that is you!

Has it been a while since we last fished together? Get on my schedule today!!!  Folks always say, “you’re so busy” and I always say “yes, but I’ll always make time for you!” Appointments View Calendar First, Then Pay and Schedule  15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins

TGIWednesday Video Download

  ~ HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT ~ I believe, think, know and feel that the unseen world can be even more magical and enjoyable than this one and there are forces at work to bring us more into alignment with our true purpose. I am ready, willing and able to let my imagination go wild and spring forth more creativity, frivolity and joy while still remaining grounded, loving and kind. I know, when, where, how and why to tap into the unseen world for whispers from Spirit to light my path during this journey and allow for it to be one of contribution and joy. I am asking in all languages and throughout all time lines and so it is. Know that if you’ll make a little daily progress that the rest of your life will be the best of your life! 

October's LIVE Zoom Event

WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 25TH 7:30PM ET/ 5:30 CT/ 4:30 PT (30 mins) Pre-register at Calendly for $22 (includes reminders and REPLAY)  https://calendly.com/jmh-calls/oct-zoom23

THEME: Releasing the Evil affects of the unseen world. We will touch on any negative energies affecting you, a loved one and the world! 5G, Wifi, chem trails, pure evil energies, Weather fears, future fears of the unknown and the dark side of halloween! 

Submit one brief sentence for each after payment and please email support@jimmymackhealing.com

1) For myself: I would like to be relieved of the haunting feeling/fear caused by_____ (5G, wireless, reversed polarity, being ungrounded, my ex partner, my past, my fear of the future)

2) For my loved one:  I would like to see them released from______ (pain of a health challenge, mental health causes, an upcoming test that they have to pass, addiction to…..)

3) For the world: I would like to see our planet Earth unincumbered by _____ (catastrophic weather, global warming, over harvesting, air/water/ground polution, evil manipulative/ignorant/greedy human agendas …)

  Join us as we collectively release the negative, dark and heavy energies and exchange them for positive, light and flowing loving energies It's as simple as filling in the blanks above after submitting your invest of you for 22$ US.  

Pre-register now - just $22

FREE Live Appearances

Coming up this month!  

You Wealth Revolution Season 26 with host Darius Barazandeh Halloween Wednesday October 31st at 4pm Eastern and The Quantum Shift Academy 14 with host Helena Riley

Watch and listen to hundreds of Radio Show replays for FREE here in the archives from the Jimmy Mack Healing Radio show.

https://thejimmymackhealingshow.com/

Fish Food 

The Daily Bread To Feed The Fish

Tell the Fish - 365 Daily Inspirations and Affirmations - by Jimmy Mack Own this e-book so that you can read inspiration every day!

OCTOBER 11TH "Today I will throw the rule book out the window and improvise. I will ask spirit, 'What else is possible?' I will wonder aloud and say to spirit, "'I wonder how this can be improved in ways I never thought possible?"

From the Fish Box

DAILY PRAYER TESTIMONIAL

Hi please tell Jimmy that his monthly requests have been successful for 1 year priority request of friend with pregnancy issues delivered a 8-13 oz healthy boy on 9/9.  I will send pics cuz he wanted to see this special boy. I don’t want any details but could post that many issues along the way thru spirit worked out and I am so grateful!! Sending photos for you to enjoy.  If you want to post in success, may help others with fertility issues." - Mary A

Receive 24/7 Prayers from Jimmy

Your name will be added to a special VIP Prayer list where Jimmy will use his intelligent computer software, src4you which runs 24/7, to delete the negative and increase the strength of the positive creating a higher probability of favorable outcomes for you.  

In addition, throughout the full 30-days, Jimmy will be dialing into your energetic signature each day upon rising and make certain that you are a clear yes, unclear to no and running forward before you start your day. He is doing the heavy lifting for you around 3am NY time while most of you are asleep in order to smooth out your way and increase your most favorable life outcomes.

*Upon sending an email request after your purchase, you can receive a one-time sample/example of the software analysis. Most clients have had amazing results and outcomes!  

You can add yourself and those living in your immediate household and yes you can include pets! Merely include everyone’s names and Jimmy will add them to his daily prayers.

You can run this monthly and stop at any time after the 30 days is up, you will have the opportunity to renew and update your list each month but are under no obligation. I believe you will experience magical transformations and make progress every day!  SUBSCRIPTION AUTO-RENEWAL ($95/mo - save $5) Purchase a recurring subscription  Update your prayers monthly. You can cancel or pause anytime.

Use PayPal for subscription Click here  Use Stripe for subscription Click here.  Could you use a private session? Are you feeling extra-crispy?  If so, you can now  Book Appointments... View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins  

30-Days of Prayer - $99

**Can't See The Full Email? Click Here to View Online**

?Visit our ?NEW O?nline ?TRAININ?G? CENTER

We have finally completed the migration of the Mastery & Practitioner Certification Courses and are now opening up the BRAND NEW ONLINE TRAINING CENTER!  All are welcome to create a FREE account to access the NEW and IMPROVED MLF Basic Training Course and also know that the Anchors Away, Masterclass and both Mastery & Practitioner courses have been UPGRADED with new information & lessons!

   Visit now, Click Here!

The Fish Market

Below is list of over 35 titles in the MyBeliefWorks Clearings audio series, monthly Zoom clearing call replays and Guided Energy Processess. Find a topic that addresses your issue(s), click on the link to read more. We had a lot of help downloading & channeling these over the years & they keep getting better and we are ALWAYS working on the next one. Don’t forget… you can share these with your immediate friends and family.

Freedom from Abuse Overcoming Addiction Receiving Abundance Body Scan: Head to Toe Healing Bountiful Harvest Igniting Creative Spark Discovering Your Destiny Daily GPS Reset Releasing Dark Energies/Fears Crossroads -Decision Making Diet & Exercise Support Education & Learning Support Empowering the Empath Enthusiasm for Life Financial Windfall Gold Coin: Money in All Forms Healing Family Relationships Healing Body Disorders High Cotton Abundance Joy of Money

IRS Stress & Taxes Relieving Holiday Stress Increasing Intuition Lucky 777  Finding Love & Romance Mental Stress Positive Money Mindset Moving Forward from Past Chronic Pain Relief Pet Healing Support Improving Sales & Success Improving Sex Improving Sleep Pro$perity Unlocked Traveling with Ease Treasure Chest Work & Career Success Weight Loss Support Restoring Youth & Vitality

We now offer digital Gift Certificates for gift-giving. Gift a free session, daily prayers or clearing audios/videos to someone special.  You simply select the denomination that matches the gift you'd like to give from the options on this page amounts from $19 - $225.

Buy Gift Certificates here

View Full Zoom Replay Collection  The 5 Anchors Process The Purple Rain Process The Magical Golden Key

Healing and Grounding Mats for all occasions Yes even Lily my cat uses the pet one!   View Grounding Mats here Use code: MyLiquidFishfs for Free Shipping

**We are NOT involved in the sales or shipping process of the 3rd party items, please contact them directly. 

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TGIWednesday: We got this for you

TGIWednesday News

I think we all get a little crispy/frantic sometimes and I am no exception.  The other day I could not find my main credit card I use to purchase things.  I looked high and low before I dare tasked my little Taurus the bull girlfriend with that mission!  Nothing and nowhere to be found.  When I sat with it, I got “it’s hiding in plain sight” thanks a lot for the parable Spirit!   Now please show me and tell me where is my credit card? Ugh grrr Even after unleashing the bull to search for it, still she didn’t find it either.  Ok, I will go through the horrific process of canceling that one and ordering a new one.  Turns out they have an app for that (they seem to have an app for everything now right?) easy breezy and final click said something to the effect of “are you REALLY REALLY sure you want to do this? because if you find that card, you can’t use it or go back in the time space continuum and undue or reverse this action?”  Reluctantly I pressed “I agree” only to roll up into my driveway and spot the credit card laying on the ground in the driveway.  (hiding in plain sight? Makes sense now) Promptly I called the bank reflecting on the end-all, be-all solution that I just agreed to!  I got a super nice Indian man (not like tech support comedy, more like the voice of a soothing patient shaman) and after explaining my dilemma, he nearly whispered on the line, “We got this for you.” A few clicks later and my same old card was good to go.  Relief be thy name!  Remember that not everyone who wanders is lost and there are still angels among us just looking to be of assistance while being in allowance and acceptance of the glorious splendor that is you!

Has it been a while since we last fished together? Get on my schedule today!!!  Folks always say, “you’re so busy” and I always say “yes, but I’ll always make time for you!” Appointments View Calendar First, Then Pay and Schedule  15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins

TGIWednesday Video Download

  ~ HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT ~ I believe, think, know and feel that the unseen world can be even more magical and enjoyable than this one and there are forces at work to bring us more into alignment with our true purpose. I am ready, willing and able to let my imagination go wild and spring forth more creativity, frivolity and joy while still remaining grounded, loving and kind. I know, when, where, how and why to tap into the unseen world for whispers from Spirit to light my path during this journey and allow for it to be one of contribution and joy. I am asking in all languages and throughout all time lines and so it is. Know that if you’ll make a little daily progress that the rest of your life will be the best of your life! 

October's LIVE Zoom Event

WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 25TH 7:30PM ET/ 5:30 CT/ 4:30 PT (30 mins) Pre-register at Calendly for $22 (includes reminders and REPLAY)  https://calendly.com/jmh-calls/oct-zoom23

THEME: Releasing the Evil affects of the unseen world. We will touch on any negative energies affecting you, a loved one and the world! 5G, Wifi, chem trails, pure evil energies, Weather fears, future fears of the unknown and the dark side of halloween! 

Submit one brief sentence for each after payment and please email support@jimmymackhealing.com

1) For myself: I would like to be relieved of the haunting feeling/fear caused by_____ (5G, wireless, reversed polarity, being ungrounded, my ex partner, my past, my fear of the future)

2) For my loved one:  I would like to see them released from______ (pain of a health challenge, mental health causes, an upcoming test that they have to pass, addiction to…..)

3) For the world: I would like to see our planet Earth unincumbered by _____ (catastrophic weather, global warming, over harvesting, air/water/ground polution, evil manipulative/ignorant/greedy human agendas …)

  Join us as we collectively release the negative, dark and heavy energies and exchange them for positive, light and flowing loving energies It's as simple as filling in the blanks above after submitting your invest of you for 22$ US.  

Pre-register now - just $22

FREE Live Appearances

Coming up this month!  

You Wealth Revolution Season 26 with host Darius Barazandeh Halloween Wednesday October 31st at 4pm Eastern and The Quantum Shift Academy 14 with host Helena Riley

Watch and listen to hundreds of Radio Show replays for FREE here in the archives from the Jimmy Mack Healing Radio show.

https://thejimmymackhealingshow.com/

Fish Food 

The Daily Bread To Feed The Fish

Tell the Fish - 365 Daily Inspirations and Affirmations - by Jimmy Mack Own this e-book so that you can read inspiration every day!

OCTOBER 11TH "Today I will throw the rule book out the window and improvise. I will ask spirit, 'What else is possible?' I will wonder aloud and say to spirit, "'I wonder how this can be improved in ways I never thought possible?"

From the Fish Box

DAILY PRAYER TESTIMONIAL

Hi please tell Jimmy that his monthly requests have been successful for 1 year priority request of friend with pregnancy issues delivered a 8-13 oz healthy boy on 9/9.  I will send pics cuz he wanted to see this special boy. I don’t want any details but could post that many issues along the way thru spirit worked out and I am so grateful!! Sending photos for you to enjoy.  If you want to post in success, may help others with fertility issues." - Mary A

Receive 24/7 Prayers from Jimmy

Your name will be added to a special VIP Prayer list where Jimmy will use his intelligent computer software, src4you which runs 24/7, to delete the negative and increase the strength of the positive creating a higher probability of favorable outcomes for you.  

In addition, throughout the full 30-days, Jimmy will be dialing into your energetic signature each day upon rising and make certain that you are a clear yes, unclear to no and running forward before you start your day. He is doing the heavy lifting for you around 3am NY time while most of you are asleep in order to smooth out your way and increase your most favorable life outcomes.

*Upon sending an email request after your purchase, you can receive a one-time sample/example of the software analysis. Most clients have had amazing results and outcomes!  

You can add yourself and those living in your immediate household and yes you can include pets! Merely include everyone’s names and Jimmy will add them to his daily prayers.

You can run this monthly and stop at any time after the 30 days is up, you will have the opportunity to renew and update your list each month but are under no obligation. I believe you will experience magical transformations and make progress every day!  SUBSCRIPTION AUTO-RENEWAL ($95/mo - save $5) Purchase a recurring subscription  Update your prayers monthly. You can cancel or pause anytime.

Use PayPal for subscription Click here  Use Stripe for subscription Click here.  Could you use a private session? Are you feeling extra-crispy?  If so, you can now  Book Appointments... View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins  

30-Days of Prayer - $99

**Can't See The Full Email? Click Here to View Online**

?Visit our ?NEW O?nline ?TRAININ?G? CENTER

We have finally completed the migration of the Mastery & Practitioner Certification Courses and are now opening up the BRAND NEW ONLINE TRAINING CENTER!  All are welcome to create a FREE account to access the NEW and IMPROVED MLF Basic Training Course and also know that the Anchors Away, Masterclass and both Mastery & Practitioner courses have been UPGRADED with new information & lessons!

   Visit now, Click Here!

The Fish Market

Below is list of over 35 titles in the MyBeliefWorks Clearings audio series, monthly Zoom clearing call replays and Guided Energy Processess. Find a topic that addresses your issue(s), click on the link to read more. We had a lot of help downloading & channeling these over the years & they keep getting better and we are ALWAYS working on the next one. Don’t forget… you can share these with your immediate friends and family.

Freedom from Abuse Overcoming Addiction Receiving Abundance Body Scan: Head to Toe Healing Bountiful Harvest Igniting Creative Spark Discovering Your Destiny Daily GPS Reset Releasing Dark Energies/Fears Crossroads -Decision Making Diet & Exercise Support Education & Learning Support Empowering the Empath Enthusiasm for Life Financial Windfall Gold Coin: Money in All Forms Healing Family Relationships Healing Body Disorders High Cotton Abundance Joy of Money

IRS Stress & Taxes Relieving Holiday Stress Increasing Intuition Lucky 777  Finding Love & Romance Mental Stress Positive Money Mindset Moving Forward from Past Chronic Pain Relief Pet Healing Support Improving Sales & Success Improving Sex Improving Sleep Pro$perity Unlocked Traveling with Ease Treasure Chest Work & Career Success Weight Loss Support Restoring Youth & Vitality

We now offer digital Gift Certificates for gift-giving. Gift a free session, daily prayers or clearing audios/videos to someone special.  You simply select the denomination that matches the gift you'd like to give from the options on this page amounts from $19 - $225.

Buy Gift Certificates here

View Full Zoom Replay Collection  The 5 Anchors Process The Purple Rain Process The Magical Golden Key

Healing and Grounding Mats for all occasions Yes even Lily my cat uses the pet one!   View Grounding Mats here Use code: MyLiquidFishfs for Free Shipping

**We are NOT involved in the sales or shipping process of the 3rd party items, please contact them directly. 

TGIFunny

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Jimmy Mack | Appointments ???Transformational Healing of Body, Mind? & Spirit, People, Places, Pets & Situations!? ? View Availability First, Then Pay 15 mins  | 30 mins  | 60 mins Search FAQ Create Your FREE MEMBERS Account  Clearing Audio Downloads? and eBooks Get Certified in MLF Mastery or Practitioner Watch Free Videos on YouTube Radio Show Archives Healing and Grounding Mats ...enter code: MyLiquidFishfs at checkout for Free shipping! http://www.jimmymackhealingshop.com www.jimmymackhealing.com Copyright ©1998-2023 All Rights Reserved