#the hours of dread are an essential part of the process

[asinglesock]

It is Tuesday and so I am sitting with my dread

[lost-romantique]

Stolas - Five Stages of Grief (Sinsmas)

One thing I don't hear many people talk about is the fact that Sinsmas illustrates Stolas learning and accepting his new reality that he's thrusted into, and through it he goes through the Five Stages of Grief. I think it's also important to note that Stolas' grief is due largely in part to not having Octavia around, and the fact that he's been off his antidepressants the entire month.

Denial- A temporary response to loss, where you might not fully comprehend the reality that your in.

Day by Day illustrates the very first month Stolas is spent living with Blitz, he goes about the day(s), living life with Blitz and while he's happy to be with Blitz, you can tell that he's also struggling.

Listen to the lyrics:

Keep it calm, life goes on, and on, and on Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong So why do I still feel this way?

Stolas is living life with Blitz domestically, going out on dates here and there, seeing how he lives, seeing how imps live, and he's just at a loss, confused, not really knowing what to do. But he pretends that everything is okay, everything has to be okay.

Anger- Stolas letting all his anger and grief from the current situation he's in out and about.

Stolas has what is essentially a mental breakdown in the span of a minute: breaking Blitz's phone (Stolas sweetie don't break your bfs phone, that's his job), ripping and tearing stuff apart, blaming himself for his stupidity for having ruined his life in order to fulfill his fantasies.

Note: When Stolas calls himself stupid for fulfilling a fantasy, I honestly think he's talking about the context of him and Blitz and their transactional arrangement. Remember, during the very beginning of their transactional relationship, Stolas was very much chasing a fantasy.

Bargaining- Making promises to do better or be better whether it be to a higher power or to yourself.

Stolas begging Octavia to listen to him, to what he has to say. Stolas is extremely desperate to get Octavia to listen to him, to get Octavia back in his life.

"No! No! Never Via, sweetie please, you have always been the only good thing in my life." "I love you Via so, so much. Please sweetie let me explain..."

Depression- A feeling of dread that feels like it will last forever, but is a necessary part of the healing process.

Stolas, immediately after getting home from the palace, sits down on the couch just to process everything. Stolas spends, what looks to be hours, sitting on contemplation- occasionally resting his head on Blitz's horns.

Note: I love how Blitz stays close to Stolas the entire time, never leaving his side, except to help decorate for the Sinsmas Party and to change into his Sinsmas sweater. Even when the Sinsmas party starts, and he starts looking content, he's always with Stolas the entire time.

Acceptance- You learn to live with the loss and acknowledge that both sorrow and joy can coexist.

Blitz helps Stolas learn to accept this new way of life, and for a moment he helps him forget all the pain as he leads them into a very romantic dance.

Stolas, for the first time since losing his daughter, is able to laugh freely and find joy in that moment, and it's all thanks to Blitz.

Stolas looks out into the sky as he realizes that this is his life now. From now on, he will have to live life of a commoner with his only solace being Blitz. The moment Stolas closes his eyes is the moment he accepts this new reality of his.

I love the tragic irony of Stolas spending the entirety of Season 2 pining and chasing after an emotionally constipated lizard to the point that he is unknowingly hurting his daughter in the process. But by the end of that season, he gets the unconditional love of the man he's in love with, only to lose the one thing he thought he would never lose- his daughter's love.

I do want to point out that I do feel bad for Stolas, but I also understand very well that this was his choice in the end. And from now on he has to live with that choice, to live with the consequences.

[starcrossedxwriter]

Babies on Board Part 1 (MBJ x Famous Black OC)

A/N: Sort of a part 3 to Falling Apart? Gonna be honest... this is just 5k words of Els and Bakari being cute lol there's no plot here... just fluff and cute pregnancy vibes.

12 Weeks

“Any concerns before we get started?” Simone asked as Michael helped Charlotte get situated on the examination table. 

Her initial response was a mere disgruntled huff as she flopped back against the cold uncomfortable material of the table. 

It would have been easier to list what was not a concern at this point. She was was not even close to done with teh process and was already ready for this baby to move the fuck out of her uterus to a new address. She was constantly uncomfortable, throwing up every hour of every damn day, dizzy and to make matters worse, she was gaining weight faster than she could have ever imagined. Limbs that never ached before seemed to now only know one setting: pain. And she knew it was only going to get worse.

The A list couple had made the conscious decision to not publicly announce their pregnancy yet. That decision had made the final week of their press tour decidedly miserable and their vacation did not fare much better as Charlotte fought off non stop morning sickness. While she enjoyed the first week of their trip, laying out on their private beach in Saint-Tropez, she was essentially sequestered to the cabin of their yacht during the final week as the deadly combination of morning and motion sickness hit her. She tried to power through but even she could not hide how miserable she was. So she was not shocked when Michael cut the trip short so they could get home and Charlotte could relax at home and be close to her doctor.  

They both knew their runway to announce this themselves was quickly running out as Charlotte had, much to her chagrin, already formed a small but distinct baby bump. Her wardrobe now consisted almost exclusively of Michael’s oversized clothes from his Killmonger days to hide it. And while it was cute and chic now, she knew it would not last without someone noticing soon enough. She knew it was not a secret they could hide forever but she thought they would have more time than this. 

The bump was the first physical and tangible sign that they were going to be parents and that their lives were about to drastically change. And every time she looked at herself, she was hit with this all consuming dread that she was not ready, that she had gone on this journey and she would not be good enough. Michael was ready, he had been born to be a father and his excitement was bright enough that she did not think he even noticed how dim her light was.

“Umm the only thing… I feel like I’m already gaining too much weight?” She paused when she heard Michael make an annoyed tsk noise, whipping her head around in frustration. “What? That’s my concern right now.” 

“That ain’t what we talked about, baby,” he sucked his teeth in annoyance, though his tone maintained its usual sweetness toward her. He knew she was struggling with all of this and the hormones certainly were not making it any better for her. 

Vain was not a word he would have ever used to describe Charlotte. She cared about her appearance and being a fashion it girl on red carpets but she never really harped on putting on extra weight or things like that. However, as her body started to make subtle changes week by week, she developed an obsession with her weight and figure. And every day she looked in the mirror and noticed something different or saw the number on the scale increase, it only added fuel to the fire in her mind. And while he understood all of that, there were real concerns that he did not want to get lost in her pursuit to maintain her weight despite being pregnant. 

She groaned, rolling her eyes as she folded her arms like a petulant child. “It was just the once, Bakari. And everything I read said it’s normal.”

“It wasn’t just once. And you know it’s hella convenient when you choose to listen to Google and when you don’t.” He turned to address his rant to Simone who merely sported an amused look on her face. “100 articles told her it was totally normal to start showing at 12 weeks but she’s convinced that can’t be right. But WebMD, which told her she had brain cancer once cause she had a fuckin’ headache by the way, is right about you faintin’ left and right??” 

“First, ‘left and right’ is dramatic… this isn’t a set, no need for theatrics.” She sucked her teeth in annoyance. “Second, there’s no reason to trash Web MD, real doctors submit that information and it is literally science…” she started to fuss at him when Simone cut her off, shaking her head at the couple’s antics.

“Ok, ok, ok. How about you tell me, an expert, you know years of schooling and residency and a mountain of debt, and I’ll tell you if it is normal or not?” 

“Well the two things are connected, in my opinion,” Charlotte responded. “When we got back from vacation around 9 weeks, I felt like I was already gaining a lot of weight so I increased my workouts a bit. Got dizzy a few times and someone,” she cut her eyes toward Michael, “insisted I cut back. But I already have a bump and it’s huge… I look like I could be six… EIGHT months pregnant!” Simone and Michael both snickered at her exaggeration but her hormones gave her a pass. “Don’t laugh at me, Michael! I’m serious! This all just feels too soon and I know it’s not my diet. I just started being able to keep food down all day like yesterday.” 

“She’s leaving a lot out,” Michael chastised, though his tone mirrored the loving and exasperated expression on his face. “We cut back because she’s fainting after her runs. And not just after runs, I bet she didn’t tell you about her fainting spell on our press tour.” 

“Once!” She cried out. “And I already compromised with you on this! And that was weeks ago… such a snitch,” she whispered the last part under her breath.  

“Twice,” he called out louder. “She fainted twice, once in the driveway and once trying to walk up the stairs after her run. She was alone the first time and I was behind her the second time thankfully. Or else, I would’ve been taking her to the damn ER. She could’ve been seriously hurt. And she’s been getting lightheaded and dizzy almost every day. Her compromise was to cut back from 5 miles to 3, which is the point of this argument that I’ve been having with her for the last 72 hours since I caught her from falling down the damn stairs. She needs to stop completely and she thinks she shouldn’t because of the weight gain.” 

Simone’s hand went to her heart as she made a small “awww” noise and wheeled around in her chair. 

“An overprotected husband and a wife who can’t slow down… you two are in for a very long 9 months,” she chuckled before turning her attention back to Charlotte’s chart. “Many women have a bump at 12 weeks. It’s jarring, which is totally fair, and can be overwhelming but it’s true. Everyone’s different. We’ll make sure nothing’s wrong. But Charlie, you’re gonna have to learn to accept the changes in your body as they come. I’m sorry but you aren’t gonna be able to outrun a baby bump. If there was a way, lord knows I would’ve done it for my kids. And you’re both right and wrong so that’s fun and please, for the love of God, stay off WebMD. Dizziness and fainting are common and there can be several causes but if they persist as time goes on, you should let me know. You are fine to work out for now but listen to your body and take it easy. I would lay off running outside and trails unless someone is with you thoug. Is that a good compromise for both mom and dad?”

“Fine, if Michael gets us a better treadmill than that janky one in the gym.”  

“If it keeps your ass from running through our neighborhood, I’ll buy 10 treadmills. I assume that’s in addition to your real push present?”

“Naturally. Diamonds, baby… lots of them. And a new car if you ever want me to go through this shit again,” she winked at him and pushed herself up to kiss him softly. 

Michael knew she was half kidding and did not expect all of those things, however, he would get them without question. In fact, he was already shopping for a new car for her and a new family car. He had not figured out her other gifts yet but they would most certainly be of the sparkly and expensive variety. His baby deserved every push present he could afford.

“Hope that Black Panther check is still coming,” Simone mused as she stood up with the ultrasound wand. “Alright, let’s see what we got going on in here.” 

Michael pressed his lips to Charlotte’s forehead to calm her as she nervously fidgetted. It was more than nerves, they both knew, she was terrified. Terrified that they had made it this far only for something horrible to go wrong. She would never admit it to Michael but she had barely forgiven herself for their miscarriage. If something happened this time, she did not know how she would survive it. 

She was thankful every day for Michael, his steadiness and calm. His face was already the picture of fatherly pride as he stared at the black and white ultrasound monitor. He was the only thing holding her together, the only thing keeping her ever present terror somewhat at bay. They waited in a slow silence until a soft thumping filled their ears. Charlotte let out a deep exhale of relief as their child’s heartbeat sounded through the room. 

Michael did not outwardly show his relief, even though he had been just as nervous as Charlotte. He was simply better at hiding it and did so mostly for her benefit. He could tell she had been keeping the pregnancy at arm’s length up until this moment. Her excitement was muted, she spoke in terms of ifs instead of whens as if she was convinced something would stop them from seeing that glorious finish line. While Michael had always been more of the optimist in their relationship, he was a bit surprised at how little Charlotte wanted to talk about or acknowledge her pregnancy until the first trimester was over. He imagined that was what fueled her obsession with her weight and the changes in her body. Those were the physical signs that she was indeed pregnant and that it was not something she could push to the back of her mind because she was scared. 

But Michael, regardless of his fears, had faith that this was their moment. Every day that passed assured him that this was different. He saw their child and future family so clearly, it was as if God was speaking to him. In a few months, they would have a healthy baby. His mind would not allow him to believe anything other than that. 

“And there’s our little one’s heartbeat. Very strong.” 

Charlotte squeezed Michael’s hand as they listened, both of their eyes filling with tears as they listened to the steady beat of their child’s heart. Proof that they had created this miracle together. 

“Thank you, baby. I love you so much,” Michael whispered as he kissed her lips.  

Before she could say it back, Simone interrupted them. 

“And… oh, give me a second. I see something that could be…” Simone continued moving the wand around, the heartbeat fading away as she studied the black and white ultrasound machine. The doctor was clearly preoccupied with whatever was on the screen that Charlotte could not hope to understand, her half completed sentence dying off much to the couple’s chagrin.

Charlotte glanced between her husband and her doctor, her joy souring into panic within an instant. This was the one moment and place she did not want her doctor to see anything that gave her pause. She glanced back at Michael whose face was no longer the excited one from minutes ago, but had gone utterly stoic. His eyes were the only thing that gave insight into his emotions, his worry swirling around in them despite his best efforts to shield his wife from it.

“W-what’s wrong?” She asked, clearing her throat, hoping she could keep the pure panic she felt out of it. 

“Relax, Charlie. Nothing’s wrong. Sorry, I just wanted to triple check but our friend has a friend in there. Hear that?” She moved the wand to another part of her belly, another heartbeat sounding. “You’re having twins.” 

Silence.

“W-what?” 

“N-No, no. That can’t be right. H-How’s that possible?” 

Simone laughed. “Well, sex… genes and pure luck, honestly. Can’t tell the genders yet but you definitely have two growing in there. Which would explain the weight gain and bump and lightheadedness… multiples can make symptoms more severe. So just listen to your body and take it easy,” Simone smiled. “You two look like I just grew three heads.” 

Charlotte let out a nervous chuckle. “No, no… I think that just wasn’t on our list of things you’d say today. Twins… whew… God’s just throwing us in the deep end, huh?” she laughed, glancing at Michael. She was excited, her eldest sister had twins and their bond was truly beautiful to see. However, she could not tell how Michael felt. They were doubling their household in one go and she could not tell if he was happy or utterly terrified. 

Michael merely smiled and kissed her. “We know how to swim,” he whispered. Michael knew he should be terrified at the prospect of two babies but he wasn’t. But with Charlotte, he knew he could tackle anything, they could do anything.

“Famous last words,” Simone remarked, enjoying their blissful excitement. 

***

New Years (15 weeks)

“Come on, bed. You’ve been on your feet all night.” 

Charlotte laughed and glanced back at him as they walked up the stairs to their master suite. “You gonna be this overprotective the whole pregnancy? You were damn near pushing me into every open chair all night, Bakari. I stood for maybe two hours total.” 

“Yea well, still too long. And you just started to feel better a few weeks ago. Bey did not care that you weren’t tearing up the dance floor. She’s been where you are. She said she was shocked you even made it out of the house.” 

Charlotte sighed as they both walked into their giant closet. Their garment bags were already hanging and ready for their matching New Years Eve fits to go back into their safe homes. 

“She has been amazing… so much good advice. And please… as if I was going to miss Bey and Jay’s epic New Year’s party. It’s the party of the year, babe. Though this year was not the same with my stellar dance moves.” 

“Drunk dance moves,” he whispered as he came behind her to help her take off her jewelry. 

“Don’t pretend like drunk Charlotte isn’t your favorite,” she teased. “Too bad she’s serving a ten month prison stint. I miss her,” she moaned quietly. 

Michael let out a barking laugh. “I love you in all forms, baby.” His eyes fell down to her boobs, which were straining against the deep v neckline of her dress that stopped right at the top of her belly bump. “Particularly this form,” he leaned over and sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. 

He loved every aspect of Charlotte’s body, always had. And while Charlotte continued to bemoan the changes her body was going through, Michael was not complaining one bit. Her boobs were bursting out of every top and her already perfect hourglass figure had started to fill out a bit more. She looked radiant and sexy as fuck. Michael could barely keep his hands off of her. All of his friends who were dads warned him that there might be a lot of cold showers in his future depending on how the hormones affected her. But that had not been an issue. When she was up for it, his honey bee was putting his high sex drive to shame. 

His hands rested on the sides of her perfectly rounding belly, which is why Charlotte decided to enter 2019 with on full display. She had Law only pull outfits that would accentuate her growing bump and new curves. She was still getting used to them but she knew she looked damn good tonight. And she was pleased that her husband thought so too. 

She let out a breathy moan. “Let me get out of this dress and shower first and then we can ring in 2019 properly.” She paused. “Oh! First, we gotta pick a photo for Instagram. Gotta get something out before the official photos get out there. I know we took those great ones before we left but… I kinda want to post one of the photo booth ones. They’re so fun.” 

“Sounds good. We can each post our favorite. You sure you’re ready to announce?” 

“Don’t second guess it after I basically told all of Black Hollywood babe! We don’t have a choice now. Besides, I’m tired of hiding under giant sweaters, it’s just getting weird.” 

“I hear you. Just wanna make sure you’re sure and don’t feel pressured to do it. We don’t owe people shit.” 

“I know. But we also deserve to share our news and joy… we’ve always done our thing on our time and I don’t want that to change. I’m just glad we waited till the second trimester. Now it feels good. ” 

Michael unzipped her dress, helping her shimmy out of it. “Are you excited now?” 

“I was always excited,” she muttered as she anxiously pulled the excess rings off her fingers, leaving her with just her engagement and wedding rings. 

“Lighthouse?” he whispered, kissing her bare shoulder. 

Her eyes clenched shut. That was their code, the one word they could invoke that demanded vulnerability and honesty, not assurances that placated the other’s feelings.

“I was always excited… my fear was just bigger,” she amended. “I didn’t want to disappoint you… or myself again. I know things that could still go wrong, b-but the fear is just different now, I guess.” 

Michael nodded as he started to take off his own outfit, carefully hanging them both back up and zipping their bags so they could be picked up the next day. He already knew everything she said, but Charlotte often needed to be pushed to voice the insecurities rattling around in her brain. And he knew that their relationship always struggled when they did not voice their fears and concerns. Neither of them were particularly good at being vulnerable and leaning on others but they were both working on it. He thought her subdued nature around the pregnancy was merely her fear of another miscarriage but there was still something that felt slightly off to him. It was something so subtle that he would have missed it if he did not know her so well. But this went beyond the typical fears of impending parenthood and he was determined to figure out why. 

“For the record,” he remarked as he pulled her over to their bed. He sat on the edge and pulled her between his legs, his hands resting on her sides. “You never disappointed me. What’s scaring you now?” 

Charlotte studied him for a few moments before shaking her head. She was not ready to share what weighed her heart down now, what terrified her. He would merely question why he decided to have kids with her and she could not take that. 

She ran her fingers down his arms and shrugged. “Just you know… scared of how fast everything is changing. Feels like we’re gonna run outta time before they get here. I’m excited, Bakari, I promise.” 

He decided to leave it there for now, knowing that she was not being entirely truthful. But it took time and perhaps she did not even know what bothered her yet so he would let it go… for now. 

“Excited enough to spend tomorrow in bed picking out baby names??” 

Michael could not explain it but he was particularly excited about picking out their children’s names. While Charlotte bemoaned the process of having to find enough combinations of names they liked to name multiples, Michael found pursuing baby name books and the internet to be oddly fun. He already had a list on his notes app of every name he loved. 

“Never met a man this excited about naming babies.” 

“How many men you tried to name babies with??” he asked playfully, gently tickling her sides. 

“Stop, stop, stop,” she begged as she broke out into laughter. She tried to move but his strong ass legs kept her trapped. He continued his playful assault for a few moments before giving her a reprieve. “Only you, I promise.” 

“That’s what I thought,” he kissed her belly. 

“Can we wait till we know the genders, please?” she pleaded. “Without that, it’s too many potential combinations to think about.” 

“It’s crazy that your mama can keep the lyrics to every musical ever created in that big brain of hers but she can’t keep names straight,” Michael whispered to her belly, causing Charlotte to roll her eyes. 

“Once upon a time, your mama was a musical savant,” Charlotte bragged with a playful grin. “Now, she can barely remember her own name. Let alone 100 combos of first and middle names. But as soon as we have genders, yes… we can pick out names. Aka review your list.” 

At his jaw dropping, she shrugged. “Daddy’s kinda tech illiterate, doesn’t even know that his notes sync to his laptop. It’s ok, y’all will teach them.” She offered to the two babies in her belly that could not remotely hear a single of their playful insults to each other. 

Michael pursed his lips before nodding. “Fine. Once we know the genders. No gender reveal… I ain’t waiting that long.”

“Deal. I hate that shit anyway.”  

22 weeks

"So Michael... this one learned how to slow down yet?" Malcolm called from the other end of the table, Charlotte covering her face jokingly with a napkin.

"Not a chance in hell," Michael joked as he gestured for staff to refill everyone's glasses. "Remember, mocktail for her," he motioned to Charlotte at the other end of the table. "I see she didn't tell y'all how I found out she was pregnant?"

"Some of us are more interested the story of how she got pregnant?” Chris joked, his husband playfully swatting him on his arm.

���Right because that’s an appropriate story for dessert?? But… maybe call me to tomorrow,” Charlotte winked at him jokingly, causing the entire table to erupt in laughter. "Michael's literally never gonna let me live this one down, yall. I may or may not have passed out right before our press conference."

"And then, check this out. Told our director to give her a minute and she'd be ready. As if we hadn't just picked her up off the floor?"

"Soooo embarrassing," Charlotte laughed. "And totally ruined my cute onesie situation that I actually had planned."

Loud chatter and laughter filled the Jordan home at their long farm-style table at a dinner party with some of their friends. A few of Charlotte's co-stars from her last musical and friends from the Hamilton were in LA for work so naturally Charlotte used it as an excuse to host, much to Michael's chagrin. Malcolm, Chris, Lin, Renee, Leslie and most of their spouses were able to come. And though he thought it was too much stress for her, he could tell that she was having a ball.

"Charlie never learned when to sit down and relax though," Chris mused as they dug into dessert.

Charlotte took one bite of the perfect tiramisu she had stood on her feet for half the day making before discreetly pushing it away from her. When she tasted it earlier, she had to make Michael hide it so she did not eat the entire thing. And now? The taste was so sickeningly sweet that it made her want to vomit.

She had not had too many insane cravings or issues over the last few weeks but when her body was turned off by something, it felt as if it was in active revolt. All night, despite the ravings of everyone at the table, Charlotte merely took one or two bites of everything before wanting to toss it out the window. Her body did not want any of this fancy stuff.

She wanted In & Out. But the host could hardly sneak away for a burger and animal-style fries run. So she transformed into her usual outgoing self, so talkative and bubbly that no one even seemed to notice she was not eating.

Well... no one except a very perceptive actor seated across from her.

"So what are you most excited about?" Lin asked. Almost everyone at the table were parents.

Charlotte glanced down at Michael for a moment before sitting up straight. "I'm excited about a lot... but I think I'm just excited to get to know them. See and experience their personalities and uniqueness. Michael and I are insane," she chuckled. "So we're in for a real treat with these two."

Michael grinned. "Yea same. I have so many memories with my pops... I'm just excited to spend time with 'em, you know? Build all those core memories that they'll remember when they're our age."

"That's beautiful. You two are going to be amazing parents. Those two don't know how lucky they have it."

Charlotte's hand rested on her belly, rubbing it gently. "Thank you... and thank you for all the advice. All of you are my parenting role models so I'm keeping you all on speed dial."

Dinner progressed and by the time Charlotte hugged their last guest goodbye, she was ready to collapse into their bed. The only thing stopping her was the gnawing hunger and craving she felt. But they had spent so much money and energy on this party and it had been her idea. So she was not too keen on admitting to her husband that she was still starving.

"Thank you for indulging me and my friends. Everyone had fun." Charlotte stretched onto her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips in their foyer after they closed the door. He had been a trooper all night and during Charlotte's planning.

"You have fun?" Michael asked as he pulled her flush to his chest.

"I really did. Though the only other party I'll be hosting before these babies move out is the baby shower. Cause fuck I'm so tired," she moaned, leaning her head into his shoulder. "You were right."

"Gonna savor this moment cause I know I'll never hear those words again," he whispered against her massive curls as he pressed his lips onto the top of her head. "But you can't crash yet."

"Why nottttttt?" She whined like a child.

"Because you need to eat."

"We just had dinner?"

"No... I and everyone else had dinner. You pushed your food around and acted if I was one of these oblivious niggas. You need real food. So what do you want?"

Charlotte's heart turned into a puddle and then the water works started.

"Oh baby. Els, don't cry."

"No... it's just, you're so sweet to me. A-and I spent all our money on this p-party and t-then all the food m-made me want to die a-and now you're gonna s-spend more money on m-me... I d-don't deserve you."

Michael chuckled as he rubbed her back. "You didn't spend all our money. I think I can afford a second dinner for you, honey bee." He leaned back so he could look at her. His fingers whisked away all her falling tears. "So, what sounds good?"

"In & Out?" She asked with a smile. "OH NO! The tacos... a-at that taco truck we went to. Fuck what was the name??"

Michael steered her toward the garage as she ranted about how delicious the tacos at this place were as if they had not gotten food from there almost once week for the last 4 weeks.

"Tacos it is."

"Thanks babe." Charlotte paused, squeezing his hand.

"For what?"

"Taking such good care of me... and CJ and MJ."

Michael pecked her on the nose before stopping. "Who tf is CJ and MJ?"

"Our children???" she gestured down at her belly, her tone signaling her appall at him not knowing her made up baby names.

"What do they stand for?"

"Charlotte Jr and Michael Jr? Duh!"

Michael almost doubled over in laughter . "We ain't naming our kids that, Els." He made sure she was settled in the passenger's seat before he jogged to the driver's side and climbed in.

"You don't like it because you haven't let me tell you the vision!"

Michael let out an exasperated laugh before he nodded, sliding his hand onto her leg, rubbing her soft skin as he drove.

"Don't think the vision will change my opinion, baby. But thankfully, tomorrow, you'll probably forget both those ideas... hopefully," he whispered the last part.

"Just for that, I'm gonna write them in your official brainstorm list," she grabbed his phone from the console, Michael playfully swiping for it. She let out an evil laugh as she added her objectively insane name choices to his ever-growing list.

"Pregnant you is a menace."

"I thought you loved me in all forms?" she teased.

He eyed for a moment before acquiescing. Pregnant Charlotte was certainly different... a more dramatic, hormonal, sour yet sweet, chaotic version of the woman he loved. And he wouldn't trade her for the world.

"I do," he pressed a soft kiss to her ring finger before squeezing it. "Except when you're hangry so let's get you some tacos."

26 weeks

“Alright, an Oreo milkshake for you, my love,” Michael handed her a homemade milkshake, the young woman practically dancing in her seat on the couch with excitement. 

After bursting out into tears one night at 4 a.m. because there was no place open to get the coveted milkshake her body craved, Michael started making them from scratch to her exact specifications. He made sure that every week on their grocery run, her emergency milkshake supplies were restocked so she never went without. 

He positioned himself at the end of the couch and slid her feet into his lap.

“Thank you. This is the exact brain fuel I needed for baby names. I still think, we shouldn’t rule out -” 

Michael immediately shook his head, he knew exactly where she was going with this. “No, absolutely not. The Michael alphabet-middle-name Jordan complex dies with me, baby. Besides what would they be? Michael C. And Michael D. Jordan?? That’s insane. We ain’t the Foremans.” 

She rolled her eyes. “You’re so stupid,” she laughed. “Not even a junior?? For me?” 

“No juniors. They deserve their own names, their own reputations. And I don’t like the idea of naming one after me and not the other.” 

They found out a week prior that they were having twin boys, which was exciting and terrifying in a mixture of ways. They both genuinely had not had any preference, they had hoped it would be a boy and a girl so they could get the best of both worlds. But neither of them minded at all. 

She moaned, frustrated. “Ugh, you hate me. Fine. What if, compromise… We could do your initials? MBJ, it's a nod but not a junior and we could find B middle names for them both and you had some M names on your long ass list.”

“My thorough list,” he corrected. “And I… am not against that. I do like when families’ names have a theme. I do love the name Miles.” 

“Miles Bakari Jordan… not too shabby. I think it’s really nice. Let’s write that one down?” she instructed Michael who was in charge of their official notes app note that contained their final baby name choices. 

“What’s another one?” 

“Maddox is cute?” Charlotte tried as she scrolled through a baby forum. 

“Yea if he was a white boy. You know any niggas named Maddox?”

Charlotte opened her mouth to rebut, however, immediately closed it and acquiesced. “Touche.” 

“Mason?” 

“So everyone can say I stole a name from one of those Kardashians? Fuck that. Nextttttt!” Michael laughed as they continued scrolling. “Malcolm?” 

“Malcolm Jordan? That’s awful. Maybe you should let me lead this, babe?” Michael joked, seriously questioning his wife’s naming ability. 

Charlotte jokingly swatted at him with a pillow while she laughed. “I really hate you. Umm… Oh I love the name Malachi?” 

“Miles and Malachi, I like them together. What middle name though?” 

“Ugh this is why I hate this! You land on a good name then you gotta come up with another name!” She threw her head back dramatically. “There are too many options.” 

“Boys… you’re gonna see pretty immediately why your mama has two Oscars.” Michael lowered his voice to talk to her belly as if she could not hear him. 

“Ummm why their mama is an EGOT… put some respect on my name in front of Malachi and Miles, please?” She grinned. “See? It just rolls off the tongue. Wow, I’m so good at this,” she mused, giddy as she took a long sip of her drink. 

Sometimes she finished it within seconds of Michael handing it to her, inhaling it so quickly that Michael was genuinely concerned, and others she held onto it to “savor” it. Tonight seemed to be a “savor” night. 

“Yes, you are. I dunno… I kinda thought it could be cute if we did your middle name for the other? You know… carry on something of your name too. But Malachi Bennett Jordan is a mouthful.” 

Tears welled up in Charlotte’s eyes causing Michael to smile and rub her leg. 

“Els… what’s wrong??” 

“That’s j-just really sweet… UGH these fucking hormones,” she pouted, hating how the smallest things made her start sobbing like a weeping willow. How did her body even produce this many tears?? “That’s super sweet of you, baby.” She shifted so she could crawl across the cushion and kiss him. She decided to just settle in his arms instead of returning to her spot, a content exhale escaping her. “My dad had two sons to carry on his name, he’s all set. I think it’s gotta be shorter. What about… Brooks? Malachi Brooks Jordan?” 

“I like it.” 

“Can we add it to the official list?” 

“Yes but… let’s pick one more back up.” 

“Michaellllllllll…” Charlotte groaned. 

She could tell he just enjoyed talking about it, putting names to these children who they’d been referring to as “the babies” 100 times a day. It did make them more real in her head, hearing them test out future names. She decided to indulge him, she loved Michael’s enthusiasm about all of these mundane and random aspects of pregnancy. He was not content with just sitting on the sidelines, he was active in every decision and step. How to decorate the nursery, baby names, the changes in their development week to week, the changes in Charlotte’s body, researching and buying every gadget and baby item that he thought would keep his future princes safe and sound and happy. 

One day last week, Charlotte literally burst into tears as she listened to Michael ask a list of 100 safety questions about the stroller they planned to buy. He was so excited about being a father, active and present and it just warmed her heart at every turn. 

“Fine but I need another milkshake, please?” She flashed him her signature puppy dog eyes, which had him up and in the kitchen before she could say please again. 

Pregnancy did have some perks. 

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A/N: My brain sort of ran off with itself with this one lolol I just needed the fluff lol Thanks for reading!

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

Last summer I applied for a job as a library specialist in a small town outside Gainesville. As part of the application I had to go to the librsry in-person and take what was essentially a high school English test, "match these titles to their authors," "what was the main theme of XYZ," etc., really dry and pointless, but the final few questions were relevant to the library position and I absolutely aced them. "What should you do if someone comes in with a dog?" "How would you help a parent find a book for their child if they don't remember the title?" "How would you respond to teenagers playing loud music?" I answered professionally and thoughtfully, and they asked me to come back for an interview. I was told to prepare a children's book storytime presentation with props, so I made a backdrop and little popsicle stick puppets for Tacky the Penguin, my favorite picture book from elementary school.

I had a lot of fun crafting everything and practicing my read-through with funny voices.

I colored in the final map, I just forgot to take a picture of it

Goodly, Lovely, Angel, Neatly, Perfect, and Tacky

"We're going on a penguin hunt, we'll mark em with a switch, then we'll sell em for a dollar and get rich, rich, rich!"

I absolutely bombed the interview. I was a nervous wreck, I kept stumbling over my words, I drew multiple complete blanks during their questions, and a lot of my answers trailed off into "well, yeah, you know what I mean..." Dumpster fire. 57 dead, 193 injured. I spent the next month dreading every single email I got because I was waiting to read the inevitable "unfortunately."

It was so much worse than that.

After enough time had passed I assumed they were simply going to ghost me, so I forgot about it and moved on, and then out of the blue they emailed me back with a form letter that began "dear sir or ma'am," which hurt a lot because I personally spoke to the hiring lady three times and all her other emails (including the form ones) had the courtesy to start with my name in all caps. They took the time to fill in the blank before, but not this time. Didn't even say "unfortunately," they were really blunt, "you were not chosen to move forward with the hiring process." Damn.

Well, I just moved back up to Gainesville and I saw that they county is still hiring for that same position at a different library that's closer to my apartment. I sent out a Hail Mary application thinking they'd reject me sight unseen, but they must have liked my cover letter because they want me to come back and take the test again. I don't remember every single question, but if it's anything like last year's I'll want to brush up on my English literature. I have to go in on Tuesday morning, so I have all weekend to study.

If I pass, they'll interview me again, and this time I hope they don't make me do another puppet show. My dad keeps making fun of me for it, like I just decided to bring puppets into it for no reason when they very specifically asked me to. It was one of the requirements. The word "puppets" was on the rubrick, but my dad acts like I'm mentally disabled, "dese are mah fwiends, dey gib me mowal suppowt, pwease n fank you!" Does he think I just choose to make puppets and bring them to job interviews for shits and giggles? Does he think I'm divorced from reality? Or is he just a heartless asshole who likes being cruel?

My old job paid me $15/hour for 31½ hours per week, $472.50 before taxes, around $420 take-home (88-89%). This library job offers $16.10 for a full 40 hours, $644.00 before taxes, around $570 net if they take out the same percentage. If I round down to 85% instead, I'd take home just shy of $550 per week, which is 131% of what I used to make. My rent is $600 per month, and my I qualify for $0 monthly payments on my student loans under the SAVE Plan, so I'd be flush with cash for once in my life and I'd have a job that doesn't make me want to kill myself!

This would be absolutely perfect! I really hope it works out this time. I know the gist of what they're going to ask me, so I'll be better prepared when it comes time to interview. Wish me luck.

[livslunaticdamiansdisciple18]

Birds of a Feather! Part 5 Test

Test x Y/n

Warnings: Cuteness!!

Word Count: 781

A/N: Let’s get into it.

Y/N didn’t have much to pack—just the essentials. A few changes of clothes, a toothbrush, her wallet, and, of course, the ring. The weight of it in her pocket felt heavier than ever, but she wasn’t about to leave it behind. It was a symbol of everything she was running from and everything she was still trying to understand.

Test, meanwhile, had already begun checking out of the motel. He’d paid the bill, discreetly leaving a tip for the maid, and now he was waiting for Y/N to finish. When she came out of the bathroom, suitcase in hand, he gave her a small nod.

“You ready?” he asked.

Y/N looked around the room one last time. The place had once felt like a safe haven, a hiding spot from whatever dangers lurked out there. But now, it felt suffocating. She wanted out, but she couldn’t ignore the creeping fear that followed her like a shadow.

“Yeah,” she said, forcing herself to stand tall. “Let’s go.”

Test stepped aside to let her through the door, his eyes scanning the parking lot for any signs of danger. But it was quiet. Too quiet. He could feel it in his gut—the calm before the storm.

They made their way to the car in silence. Test had rented an old, nondescript sedan—nothing flashy that would attract attention. As Y/N slid into the passenger seat, she noticed that Test’s usual confidence had dimmed. His jaw was tight, and his fingers drummed anxiously against the steering wheel.

“You okay?” she asked, her voice tentative.

Test shot her a quick glance, then sighed. “I’m fine. Just… trying to figure out our next move. I’ve got some contacts who might be able to help, but it’s not going to be easy.”

Y/N didn’t respond right away. She was still processing everything he’d said—everything that had happened in the past few hours. The fight with the masked intruders, Test’s confession about the ring, and the way he’d looked at her when they shared that brief moment of calm. There was something deeper between them, but she wasn’t sure what it was.

“You’re not alone in this, Y/N,” Test added after a moment, his tone softer. “I know you don’t trust anyone easily, but I’m not going anywhere. Not until we figure this out.”

Y/N turned to him, her chest tightening. She’d never been good at letting people in, at accepting help. But something about Test made it easier. His steady presence, the way he always seemed to know what to do next—he was different from the people she had known.

“I’m trying,” she said quietly. “I just… I’ve never been in a situation like this before.”

Test gave her a reassuring smile, though there was still a weight to his expression. “We all get thrown into the deep end sometimes. It’s how we handle it that matters.”

They drove in silence for a while, the hum of the engine the only sound between them. Y/N watched the world pass by outside the window, her thoughts racing. Who were these people hunting her? What did they want with the ring? And why did it feel like her entire life had been flipped upside down in the span of a few days?

Her musings were interrupted when Test’s phone buzzed in the cup holder. He glanced at it before answering, his voice cool and professional.

“Yeah?”

Y/N couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation, but Test’s face hardened as he listened. His jaw clenched, and his eyes flicked toward her for a moment.

“Understood. We’ll be there in an hour,” he said, hanging up.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked, suddenly on edge.

Test let out a low breath, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. “That was one of my contacts. We’ve got a lead on who’s behind all this. But it’s not going to be easy to get close to them.”

Y/N nodded, a mix of relief and dread flooding her. “Where do we go?”

“There’s a safe house. Not far from here. We need to lay low for a while, but it’ll give us a chance to plan our next move.”

Y/N looked out the window, her thoughts a whirlwind of uncertainty. She wasn’t sure what was waiting for them, but she knew one thing for certain: they were in this together. Whether she liked it or not, Test had become more than just a temporary ally. He was someone she could count on.

But as they drove through the winding roads, Y/N couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that the worst was yet to come.

To be continued.....

-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I had fun writing it. I love you guys so so so so so much. <33333

[brella-boi]

Building Dango: Part 3

In starting this step, Ive been officially finished with my real job, therefore its speedrun time from now.

With the mask now glued together we begin the process of ✨sanding✨

Essentially carving from this block of legos we got going on.

I got this rotary carver from my father like 10 years ago that was like maybe 10 quid in Lidl. Its finally going to meet its use (hoarding runs in the family.)

I only had 1 type of sandibg grit with this carver... so it had to do. The other bits are stone, abd while they are thinner, i didnt really see that much of a difference in texture after it was carved.

Honestly this was super anxiety inducing. This was truly my first time using this carver, and it was a feat of patience and trying to go slow enough not to fuck up this foam.

Now be aware, EVA is toxic, and theres SO much fucking dust when carving. I was wearing a mask and sunglasses while working on this, as well as doing it outside.

But I was chipping away at it regardless. The jaw looked good as I tackled it first and gained some confidence. It would receive several more touchups over the course of two days, but essentially it was done!

I didnt mind having it super rough, because the jaw will actually be covered by fabric, so its fine. The real test was the top part of the mask which is pseudo-skull.

It does technically have a rough-ish texture, but I was still trying to get it as smooth as possible.

The horn- gid i was dreading it. But honestly I am so fucking proud of myself for doing it so clean. Its just. Chef kiss. So nice and pointy im in love.

Then came the gap filling- which I use EVA sculpting foam for. I swear ill have this tub forever theres so much.

I will say, i dont think i let the sculpting clay dry long enough, because i was having a really rough time sanding it again. It didnt turn out super smooth against the edges of the mask, so Im hoping i can fix that with a primer.... please god fix it

And lastly I added the scar Dango has on one side of the mask :'D

Sanding overall took about 6 hours total. And i came out of the sanding process like a white dog emerging from a pit of mud. Immediately had to take a shower and dump my clothes into the washing machine lmfao

[danielforshort]

I spent an entire semester failing

And my advisor approved it.

Its hard to describe this semester. My first PhD semester, and all I did was fail, over and over again.

My advisor told me ahead of time what I was getting myself into and I agreed to it. She had been working on a functional connectivity analysis a while back, but her workload changed and she didn't have the bandwidth for this project anymore. So I adopted it. I spent hours learning to code and sighing at new error messages. I found myself half dreading my weekly meetings with her, afraid to show my lack of progress.

I just presented to my lab all my failures and kept trying to remind myself, both internally and out loud, that this was good failure. That I had not missed my advisor's expectations, I was not somehow falling behind for failing. That in fact, grad school, and research, are all about good failure.

My advisor also reminded us about this during my presentation. The scientific process is about rejection and failure and forgiveness. You have to embrace the failure. It Is an inherent part of the process and it is good and important. I'm paraphrasing her words but she essentially said "the scientific process includes a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, tears, and carrying on".

At the end of lab meeting I realised that what I was scared of wasn't actually the failure. It was the idea that my advisor might perceive my failure as weakness. And I think that's another part of grad school/PhD studies. I have to stop looking at other people to assess my weaknesses. I know my limitations, I know my skillset, and I know my efforts. And if my advisor had an issue with my work she would tell me. She is not secretly marking my weaknesses; she is rooting for me.

Now I need to root for myself.

[skipplings]

Strangers

Pt. 1 Pure Heart

Xiao x Reader, Words: 1,223 // Previous part ✧ Next Part

Author’s Note:  This was sitting in my drafts for AGES because I got stuck on it but anyways here it is. I wrote this after the moon chase event all the way back in 2.1 ;-; Xiao was making me blush I–,, I don’t even like him like that but damn. Anyways here’s a whole fic I wrote about him lol.

Since the Golden House was shut down, mora had become tight across Teyvat. You were lucky enough to land a job with a wealthy herb and spice merchant in Liyue Harbor, but the work was hard. Going out every day to collect Liyue’s local specialties was physically challenging, and even dangerous. You had to keep your wits about you. Between the harsh Liyue terrain, and the monsters that roamed the land; any wrong move could mean certain death.

The wind whipped violently through Huanguang Stone Forest, causing the old wooden bridges to rock back and forth. The swaying of the bridges created a haunting chorus of groans and creaks that rang in your ears. You stared up at the peak in front of you. It was impossibly high and with the wind as bad as it was today, you were dreading what you had to do.

Eventually you decided you’d put it off long enough. With a huff, you searched the cliff face for a good foot hold, and began your ascent. Although it was long and arduous, your climb went off without a hitch. At the top of the peak, you were greeted by four fresh Qingxin flowers. 

It’s plain to see why Qingxins are the rarest of Liyue’s local specialties because the amount of time and effort necessary to get your hands on even a couple flowers was absurd. You loathed when your boss would send you out herb collecting. But now that the golden house had ceased operations, mora was becoming tight. Vendors had been laying off any non-essential employees, and you couldn’t afford to be out of a job. 

After picking the flowers and safely storing them in your pouch, you began the dreaded task of climbing down. It was a much slower process than the climb up. You had to look down to find foot holds, and every time you did so you became sick to your stomach. The distance to the ground was so far that you couldn’t even see it through the swirling clouds below you. 

As you inched downwards, you spotted a sprig of violetgrass within your reach. Although it wasn’t what you set out to collect, you knew it could still be worth something at the market. Cautiously, you reached out your right hand, towards the flower. And just when you felt the leaves of the plant ghost across your fingertips, a huge gust of wind blew through the stone forest– throwing you off balance. Everything seemed to slow down as you felt yourself lose grasp of your hand hold. Your feet were quick to follow, and before you knew it, you were in free fall. 

You had no idea how long you had been falling, if someone told you it had been hours you would have believed them. All you heard was the sound of the wind whipping in your ears as you plummeted toward the rocks below. The wind was cold, brutally so. But, you very quickly felt a spot of warmth on your back and suddenly, the warmth enveloped your whole body.

You hadn’t realized that you closed your eyes until they fluttered open. You weren’t falling anymore. Sitting up abruptly, you looked around. You were back on the peak where you had started.

“Did I…” You murmured to yourself. 

“You didn’t imagine anything. Just what did you think you were doing, anyway?” A harsh voice jutted out of the usual soundscape. You whipped around to find the source of it. Before you was a man of average height, and a medium build. He had short dark hair mixed with jade streaks. His eyes were closed, and his arms were crossed as he spoke. 

“I was… collecting Qingxin, I slipped on my way down and I…” You trailed off, gazing at the man in front of you. The more you studied him, the more you realized how unusual he looked. It was extremely rare to meet anyone with a tattoo in Liyue. It was especially rare to see such a large and visible one like the one on the man’s arm. Additionally, he had a mark in the center of his forehead that was like nothing you've ever seen before. The strange man finally opened his eyes, and you admired their amber color. You could only imagine how beautiful they’d look if they weren’t glaring at you in the present moment.

“It’s dangerous here for humans, you should collect Qingxin elsewhere.” He spoke curtly but in a proper manner. You stood up, brushing yourself off.

“Well, I appreciate your concern, and thank you for saving me, but I really have to keep collecting. My boss is relying on me and I–” The man cut you off.

“No, you need to return home. I said, it’s too dangerous here.” He cut you off, a hint of a growl in his voice. You opened your mouth to speak again when the man in front of you suddenly doubled over. You rushed over to him, but he stumbled backwards, summoning a polearm and holding it out towards you. “Stay away from me!” You held up your hands defensively. 

“I only want to help you.”

“There’s nothing you can do, so just leave.” You bit your lip, and inched towards the man slowly. His eyes were scrunched in pain, so you doubted he would notice. Before long you were past his polearm, and you could easily reach out and touch him.

“What’s your name?” You asked cautiously. 

“Xiao.” He said through gritted teeth. His eyes peeked open at you, pain clear on his face. “Please… go. I don’t want you to be hurt by me.” You shook your head, placing a hand tentatively on Xiao’s shoulder. He flinched at the contact, but didn’t shy away from it. 

“Are you hurt, Xiao?” You inquired softly. Xiao replied with a sharp exhale, it almost sounded like a laugh. 

“This is the burden I must bear: my karmic debt. Though I may be in pain, I am used to it. If it were to transfer to others, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.” You felt Xiao relax a little, his shoulders falling slightly.

“Can it do that? Transfer to others I mean…”

“Yes, it can. Which is why I spend most of my time here in Huanguang Stone Forest, away from people.” You didn’t quite know what to say to that. But you didn't have much time to think about it as Xiao stood up abruptly, shaking off your touch. He dug through a pouch on his waist and pulled out a fistful of Qingxin flowers. “If I give you these, will you go home?” 

The scene in front of you was a rather sweet one. Xiao’s arm was outstretched holding a bouquet of Qingxin flowers, his gaze cast sidelong avoiding yours. You received the flowers happily, placing them in your pouch with the ones you had collected previously. 

“I still have to climb back down.” you murmured, peering over the edge of the cliff. Behind you, Xiao grumbled, and you felt an arm wrap around your waist. A cloud of black enveloped you and when it dissipated you were somewhere else entirely.

It took only a moment of looking around to see that you were in the alley behind your apartment building in Liyue harbor. “How did you…” 

“Simple lemniscatic wind cycling, it allows me to travel anywhere within an instant.” Xiao stated, almost proud of himself. 

“No, I meant how did you know where I live.” You finished your question from before. A small smile formed on your lips as you watched Xiao’s pale cheeks flush crimson. 

“I- uh, good safe, I mean be–, good night, be safe, good night.” Was the last thing Xiao stuttered out before disappearing into the night.

[ohnoitstbskyen]

Very much feeling this. Apologies for the Long Post incoming.

Microcelebrities like me definitely have a responsibility to be careful with our speech, and definitely a greater responsibility than most people due to the audiences we have access to. We can do more harm, so we should be more careful.

But also, nobody is taught how to do this. We're not taught what "being careful" means or how to do communication to an audience or to a public. We don't go to school for it, there's no licensing process, there are essentially no guidelines. Nobody takes a course that outlines the harms we can do, the ill effects we might be responsible for, or how to avoid them. The only way to learn is to fuck up repeatedly, or watch other people fuck up and pray to god you have figured out how to avoid stepping in the bear trap.

We pull a lucky ticket out of the universe and suddenly a niche hobby becomes a viable way to pay rent. Or, more often, it's not even a viable way to pay rent, but thousands of people are watching you do what you do anyway and suddenly you have tenfold responsibility with no training and no compensation for all the time you'll have to spend learning.

Because the sheer grind of just Keeping Up On Content is so relentless, there's rarely time or resources to do anything else. In hindsight, it often feels to me like I looked away for five minutes and suddenly my channel had 200.000 subscribers, and I barely had a moment to breathe since this became my job.

And so you find yourself casually saying something dumb and insensitive which you shouldn't have said - something which under normal circumstances should lead to your friend giving you a weird look and saying "hey, don't be like that, that's fucked up," but which now has the consequence that a hundred people decide to spend a hour, a day, a week, a month, or even years yelling at you about it.

I'm a cis white dude, I have all of the privileges and protections in the world shielding me, and I still find it difficult and anxiety inducing to simply tweet casually at my friends sometimes.

Social media at large is engineered from the ground up to cause and foment conflict. Its systems of engagement, its ways of measuring the "success" of a given piece of content, are all purpose-built to encourage it. Causing conflict rewards you as a content creator, but it also rewards everyone who piles on to the conflict with engagement, with Number Go Up, with relevance, with followers, with visibility, with notability.

There's a systemic drive to be inflammatory, whether that means gushing over a favourite blorbo as a stan or viciously attacking anyone who thinks your favourite blorbo is boring. K-pop stans built a culture of fear off of that dynamic that penetrated to mainstream TV talk shows. Tumblr users tend to respond to a post going viral with apprehension and dread, and we all know why.

And god save you if you're already vulnerable. God save you if you're a woman, if you're a person of color, if you're non-cis, if you exist in any intersection of oppression, because when The Pile-On is triggered it is a fucking avalanche. All proportionality is thrown right the fuck out the window, because the structure of social media makes absolutely everyone feel like their expression and reaction exists in a personalized bubble.

Everyone who joins the pile-on feels like they had the reasonable, proportional reaction to the infraction, that they responded with rationality and poise and composure, utterly insulated from the hundreds or thousands of other people who also feel like they responded reasonably and proportionally. The structure of hyper-individualized social media keeps each pebble ignorant of the landslide they're a part of, and they'll certainly never feel responsible for the boulders that follow.

And this is just the shit that can get started in good faith. Some influencer jackoff like me says a dumb thing and the pile-on explodes over it, that's one thing, but far worse than that is the bad faith shit. The cruel freaks who make it their business to intentionally interpret every word out of someone's mouth in the worst possible faith with the explicit objective of painting a target on their back.

GamerGate is the ur-example of how bad it can get, but I have friends who have stalkers actively trying to ruin their romantic and professional lives over completely innocuous tweets they made half a decade ago. The worst people on the internet do not need a reason, they only need an excuse. Any excuse.

This is a systemic problem, not a problem of individuals. It is built into and enabled by the social systems that the internet is run on.

And it reinforces structures of oppression. White cis guys like me can get away with unspeakable things if we just post a YouTube Apology Video crying about it with enough apparent sincerity, but everyone less protected could lose their actual livelihoods over minor infractions. People with access to a good education have much more of a chance to learn the skills of rhetoric, the historical context, the jargon and the communication skills it takes to weather a controversy, people with strong social support networks have a much better chance at dealing with the mental and social stress of hundreds of strangers yelling at them online.

So god help you if you're poor and uneducated, god help you if you're working class, god help you if you're a queer person whose only support networks exist online. We're all standing on the same shaky trap-door, but guys like me are thrown ropes to cling on to, and the fash have fucking jetpacks.

So yeah, it's fair enough to react to me saying this with "boo hoo, white influencer man is upset he has to mind his mouth," but if you take anything away from this unstructured rant, please take away some consciousness that however funny it seems when this shit gets turned on a guy like Bean Dad, that's not who this tendency actually causes damage to.

It gets turned on the vulnerable far more often and with far more devastating effects than it ever causes on the powerful. It is a tendency of reactionary thinking and behaviour, it is a tendency that reinforces and empowers hierarchies, it is a tendency that validates the impulses and behaviours of the worst people on the internet, and it's a tendency that reinforces itself. The more it is done, the more imperative it becomes to be the one doing it so as to avoid being the one done to.

And not for nothing, but harassment chuds like the ones that dwell on K*w*f*rms love to pick their victims by seeing which problematic queer gets singled out from the herd by the others. They do not give a shit that some working class trans person had a genuinely dogshit bad take, they care that they're unprotected and can be destroyed. They care that they can make the rest of them live in fear of suffering the same.

I don't know how to stop it or fix it, I don't know how to fix almost any systemic issue, but I at least encourage you (and myself, I'm not fucking exempt from any of this) not to join in with it. At least don't participate.

By which I don't mean give shitty people online a free pass to say whatever dumb shit they want with no consequence, but try to evaluate which consequences need to be enacted by you, and make the consequence proportional without leaving people out to be unprotected targets for the fash.

this is gonna be controversial (lol), but y’all gotta remember blogs aren’t celebrities with their own PR teams.

if you find something a blogger said insensitive, it probably is! privilege & social environment leave way too many blindspots for that to never happen. and it’s super okay to alert people to their blindspots! but do so with the awareness that those not used to having their speech policed by strangers may respond with baffled defensiveness if you come at them aggressively.

and when that happens, whipping out the “you’re not the man I thought I married” speech, and giving yourself permission to go into full cuss-out beast mode is like………………unproductive and kinda mean-spirited

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Same-Day iPhone Repair Service Without Breaking the Bank

Your iPhone is more than just a phone it’s a lifeline for communication, work, and entertainment. When your device encounters issues, the last thing you want is to spend days waiting for a repair or pay an exorbitant fee to have it fixed quickly. That’s where same-day iPhone repair services come in. Fast, reliable, and affordable, these services ensure you’re back up and running without straining your budget.

Why Same-Day Repairs Are Essential

Your iPhone is integral to your daily routine, and a malfunction can disrupt your productivity and connections. Here’s why same-day repairs are a game-changer:

Minimal Downtime: You get your device back the same day, often within hours.

Convenience: No need to arrange for temporary devices or rely on backups.

Quick Resolution for Emergencies: Whether it’s a cracked screen, battery failure, or software glitch, fast repairs mean less stress.

Common iPhone Issues Fixed Same-Day

Reputable repair centers can address a variety of problems on the same day. Some of the most common issues include:

Cracked Screens: Screen replacements are among the quickest repairs, often completed in under an hour.

Battery Replacements: A fresh battery can restore your iPhone’s performance in as little as 30 minutes.

Charging Port Problems: Dust, debris, or damaged ports can be cleaned or replaced quickly.

Camera Malfunctions: Front or rear camera issues can often be resolved in a few hours.

Speaker and Microphone Issues: Sound-related problems are typically addressed with simple cleaning or part replacements.

Software Troubleshooting: Issues like boot loops, frozen screens, or app crashes can be diagnosed and fixed swiftly.

Affordable Pricing Without Sacrificing Quality

One of the biggest concerns with quick repairs is the cost. Many people assume that same-day services come with a hefty price tag. However, many repair centers offer budget-friendly rates without compromising on quality.

Here’s how you can ensure you’re getting the best value:

Transparent Pricing: Look for repair centers that provide clear, upfront costs with no hidden fees.

Warranty on Repairs: A warranty on parts and labor ensures peace of mind and guarantees quality service.

High-Quality Parts: Reputable services use premium parts to ensure your iPhone performs like new.

Local Services: Local repair shops often have lower overhead costs, passing those savings on to you.

Why Choose Professional Same-Day Repair?

While DIY repair kits or uncertified technicians may seem like cheaper options, they come with risks:

Expertise Matters: Certified technicians have the experience and tools to perform precise repairs without causing additional damage.

Time Efficiency: Professional services are faster and more reliable than DIY attempts.

Avoid Subpar Parts: Low-quality components can lead to further issues and higher costs down the line.

How to Choose the Right Same-Day iPhone Repair Service

Not all repair services are created equal. To ensure you’re choosing the right one, consider the following:

Reputation: Check online reviews and testimonials to gauge customer satisfaction.

Turnaround Time: Confirm the average time needed for your specific repair.

Technician Expertise: Look for certified technicians with experience handling iPhones.

Warranty Coverage: A warranty indicates confidence in the quality of the repair.

Convenient Location: Choose a service center that’s easily accessible for added convenience.

What to Expect During a Same-Day Repair

Here’s a step-by-step guide to the typical same-day repair process:

Assessment: Technicians perform a quick diagnostic test to determine the issue.

Approval: Once the problem is identified, you’re provided with a quote and expected repair time.

Repair Process: The technician gets to work using high-quality parts and specialized tools.

Final Testing: After the repair, the device undergoes thorough testing to ensure everything works perfectly.

Pickup: Your iPhone is ready for pickup, fully functional and backed by a warranty.

Tips for Maintaining Your iPhone Post-Repair

After a same-day repair, follow these tips to keep your iPhone in great condition:

Use Protective Accessories: A sturdy case and tempered glass screen protector can prevent future damage.

Charge Smartly: Avoid overcharging or using third-party chargers to extend battery life.

Handle With Care: Be mindful of where you place your phone to avoid accidental drops or spills.

Keep It Clean: Regularly clean the ports and screen to maintain optimal performance.

A damaged iPhone doesn’t have to disrupt your life or drain your wallet. Same-day iPhone repair services offer fast, high-quality solutions at an affordable price, so you can stay connected without missing a beat.

By choosing a reputable repair provider, you’ll enjoy the convenience of quick repairs without sacrificing the quality or integrity of your device. The next time your iPhone needs attention, trust in same-day service to get you back on track—without breaking the bank.

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The Ultimate Guide to Sustainable Weight Loss

Achieving weight loss is often a primary health goal for many people, but the real challenge lies in maintaining that loss in a healthy and sustainable way. Quick fixes, fad diets, and extreme measures may promise rapid results, but they usually lead to short-term success followed by regaining the lost weight—and sometimes even more. Sustainable weight loss is about building habits that you can maintain for life, promoting not just a slimmer body but a healthier lifestyle overall. Here’s how you can achieve lasting weight loss without sacrificing your well-being.

1. Focus on Long-Term Lifestyle Changes

The foundation of sustainable weight loss lies in making lasting changes to your daily routine. Instead of following restrictive diets or relying on willpower alone, aim to create healthy habits that become a natural part of your lifestyle.

Key Tips:

Gradually incorporate more whole foods like vegetables, fruits, lean proteins, and whole grains into your meals.

Reduce your intake of processed foods, added sugars, and unhealthy fats.

Make small, manageable changes that you can stick to long-term, such as cutting back on sugary drinks or swapping fried foods for grilled options.

2. Prioritize Nutrient-Dense Foods

A sustainable weight loss plan doesn’t mean starving yourself; it’s about nourishing your body with foods that provide the vitamins, minerals, and nutrients you need. Focus on nutrient-dense foods that keep you full and satisfied while promoting weight loss.

Foods to Include:

High-fiber foods: Vegetables, fruits, beans, and whole grains keep you feeling fuller longer.

Lean proteins: Chicken, fish, tofu, and legumes help build and repair muscle while curbing hunger.

Healthy fats: Avocados, nuts, seeds, and olive oil support overall health and keep you satisfied.

3. Find a Balanced Approach to Exercise

Exercise is an essential component of sustainable weight loss, but it shouldn’t be something you dread or overdo. The key is to find activities you enjoy that keep you moving consistently.

Exercise Strategies:

Incorporate a mix of cardio, strength training, and flexibility exercises for overall fitness.

Find activities you love—whether it’s dancing, swimming, hiking, or group classes—so you’re more likely to stick with them.

Start small and gradually increase the intensity and frequency of your workouts. Consistency is more important than intensity.

4. Practice Mindful Eating

Mindful eating involves paying attention to what and how you eat, allowing you to enjoy your meals more fully and make healthier choices. This can help you avoid overeating and build a better relationship with food.

Mindful Eating Tips:

Eat slowly and savor each bite. Take time to recognize when you’re full.

Avoid distractions like phones or TV while eating.

Tune in to your body’s hunger and fullness cues rather than eating out of boredom or emotion.

5. Manage Stress and Sleep

Stress and poor sleep can sabotage your weight loss efforts by triggering overeating and unhealthy cravings. Chronic stress leads to increased levels of cortisol, which can cause weight gain, especially around the midsection. On the other hand, inadequate sleep affects hormones that regulate hunger and satiety, leading to overeating.

Ways to Improve Sleep and Manage Stress:

Prioritize 7-9 hours of quality sleep each night.

Develop a calming bedtime routine that helps you unwind.

Incorporate stress management techniques like meditation, deep breathing, or yoga into your daily routine.

6. Set Realistic Goals and Track Your Progress

Setting achievable, realistic goals is crucial for sustainable weight loss. Unrealistic expectations can lead to frustration and make it harder to stay motivated.

Goal-Setting Tips:

Break down your overall goal into smaller milestones. For example, aim to lose 1-2 pounds per week, which is considered healthy and sustainable.

Track your progress using a journal, app, or regular check-ins to monitor not just your weight but also improvements in energy, fitness, and mood.

Celebrate non-scale victories, such as fitting into old clothes, feeling more confident, or sticking to a regular exercise routine.

7. Avoid Extreme Diets and Fads

Diets that severely restrict calories, cut out entire food groups, or promise rapid results are not only difficult to maintain but can also harm your health. Such approaches often lead to yo-yo dieting, where you regain the weight (and sometimes more) after stopping the diet.

Why Extreme Diets Don’t Work:

They often lack essential nutrients and leave you feeling deprived.

They can lead to muscle loss, which slows down your metabolism.

They don’t teach healthy, sustainable habits, making it easy to revert to old behaviors.

8. Stay Accountable and Seek Support

Having a support system can make a big difference in staying on track with your weight loss journey. Whether it’s a workout buddy, a nutritionist, or a supportive online community, accountability helps you stay committed to your goals.

How to Build Accountability:

Share your goals with a friend or family member who can encourage and support you.

Join a weight loss group or community for motivation and advice.

Consider working with a coach or dietitian who can provide personalized guidance.

9. Practice Patience and Consistency

Sustainable weight loss is not about quick fixes. It’s a gradual process that requires patience, persistence, and consistency. Results might take longer to appear, but slow and steady progress is more likely to be maintained over time.

Staying Consistent:

Focus on progress, not perfection. It’s okay to have setbacks, but the key is to get back on track.

Build habits that you can sustain for life, not just for a few weeks.

Remind yourself that lasting change takes time, and every healthy choice you make adds up.

10. Embrace a Positive Mindset

Your mindset plays a crucial role in achieving and maintaining sustainable weight loss. A positive attitude, self-compassion, and focusing on overall health rather than just the number on the scale can help you stay motivated.

Cultivating a Healthy Mindset:

Replace negative self-talk with encouraging thoughts and affirmations.

View setbacks as learning opportunities rather than failures.

Focus on how you feel—more energized, stronger, and healthier—rather than just on weight loss.

Conclusion

Sustainable weight loss is about more than just shedding pounds; it’s about adopting a healthier lifestyle that you can maintain long-term. By focusing on balanced nutrition, regular physical activity, mindful eating, and building positive habits, you can achieve lasting results without resorting to extreme measures. Remember, the journey to a healthier you is a marathon, not a sprint. Stay patient, stay consistent, and enjoy the process of becoming the best version of yourself.

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How Compression Recovery Boots Enhance Muscle Recovery?

Imagine this: you’ve just crushed a workout, your muscles are screaming for relief, and you're looking for that magic trick to speed up recovery. Enter compression recovery boots, the superhero of muscle recovery gear!

These boots aren’t just fancy equipment; they’re like a spa day for your legs, helping you bounce back faster and more robust.

Let’s dive into how compression recovery boots can transform your post-workout routine and keep you moving efficiently.

The Science Behind the Boots

So, what makes compression recovery boots so effective? It all comes down to science. These boots use pneumatic compression, which involves inflating and deflating to apply pressure to your legs.

This pressure helps stimulate blood flow and lymphatic drainage, reducing muscle soreness and speeding up recovery.

Think of it as a mini massage that targets deep tissues, helping flush out toxins and deliver essential nutrients to tired muscles.

Boosting Blood Flow for Quicker Recovery

One of the most significant benefits of compression recovery boots is their ability to enhance blood circulation.

After a strenuous workout, your muscles need a lot of oxygen and nutrients to repair themselves.

By improving blood flow, these boots ensure that your muscles get the nutrients they need to recover faster. It’s like giving your muscles a VIP pass to a nutrient-rich recovery party!

Reducing Muscle Soreness and Fatigue

Nobody enjoys the post-workout muscle soreness that makes sitting down feel like a workout. Fortunately, compression recovery boots can help alleviate this discomfort.

By promoting better circulation and reducing muscle stiffness, these boots make it easier to get back to your routine without the dreaded soreness. They help you feel rejuvenated and ready to tackle your next workout with less downtime.

Enhancing Lymphatic Drainage

Our bodies have a natural system for removing waste products, but this system can get overwhelmed after intense exercise. Compression recovery boots assist in this process by boosting lymphatic drainage.

This helps to remove metabolic waste products, reducing swelling and inflammation. It's like giving your body’s waste management system extra help to keep things running smoothly.

Convenience and Comfort Combined

Nobody wants to spend hours on recovery. Compression recovery boots offer a convenient and comfortable solution.

You can use them while lounging on the couch, watching TV, or working from home. They are designed to be easy to use and adjust, ensuring you get the maximum benefits without disrupting your day. It’s recovery made simple and effective!

Who Can Benefit from Compression Recovery Boots?

Whether you're an elite athlete or a weekend warrior, compression recovery boots can benefit anyone who puts their muscles to the test.

They’re perfect for those who experience frequent muscle fatigue, have a physically demanding job, or are recovering from an injury.

Integrating these boots into your recovery routine can enhance your performance and overall well-being.

Incorporating Compression Recovery Boots into Your Routine

To get the most out of your compression recovery boots, use them regularly as part of your post-workout recovery routine.

Aim for sessions of about 20-30 minutes to experience the full range of benefits. Consistent use can help you stay on top of your game and maintain peak performance.

Conclusion: Elevate Your Recovery Game

Incorporating compression recovery boots into your fitness routine is like having a personal recovery assistant.

They help speed up muscle recovery, reduce soreness, and enhance overall well-being. With their ability to boost blood flow, reduce muscle fatigue, and improve lymphatic drainage, these boots are a game-changer for anyone looking to optimise their recovery process.

So, give your muscles the relief they deserve and elevate your recovery game with compression recovery boots.

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Missed School? Get a Sick Certificate Online Easily (But Responsibly!)

Ah, the dreaded school absence. Whether it's a sudden case of the flu, a pesky stomach bug, or the unfortunate aftermath of staying up too late cramming for a test, missing school can be a real drag. But what happens when those extra days spent under the covers mean catching up on missed assignments and explaining your absence to teachers? Traditionally, this often involved a trip to the doctor's office for a "sick note" – a potentially time-consuming and inconvenient process, especially when you're feeling less than your best.

Thankfully, the world of technology has brought forth a solution: online sick certificates. These services allow students to obtain legitimate medical excuses electronically, eliminating the need for unnecessary doctor visits and saving valuable time for both students and parents. However, before we delve into the world of online certificates, let's address the elephant in the room – responsible school attendance.

The Importance of School Attendance

Let's be clear: attending school regularly is crucial for academic success. Missing classes can lead to falling behind on coursework, difficulty understanding new concepts, and ultimately, lower grades. Additionally, school provides a structured learning environment that fosters social development and interaction with peers – all essential parts of a well-rounded education.

So, online sick certificates shouldn't be seen as a magic bullet to skip school for trivial reasons. These services are intended for genuine illnesses or unforeseen circumstances that truly prevent students from attending class.

Benefits of Online Sick Certificates for Students

Now, with the responsible attendance disclaimer out of the way, let's explore the advantages of online sick certificates for students facing legitimate absences:

Convenience: When you're feeling under the weather, the last thing you want to do is wait in a crowded doctor's office. Online platforms allow students to obtain certificates from the comfort of their homes, saving valuable time and energy.

Speed: The online process is typically much faster than traditional methods. With a few clicks and a completed questionnaire, students can receive their certificates within hours, minimizing administrative headaches.

Accessibility: Online platforms are available 24/7, meaning students can initiate the process regardless of the time of day or night. This is especially helpful for unforeseen illnesses that strike outside of regular doctor's office hours.

Parental Support: For younger students, parents can handle the entire process on their behalf, ensuring proper documentation is obtained without disrupting the student's recovery time.

Peace of Mind: Having a legitimate excuse can reduce anxiety and stress associated with missed classes. Students can focus on recuperating and catching up on missed work without worrying about disciplinary action.

How Online Sick Certificates Work for Students

The specific steps involved in obtaining an online sick certificate may vary depending on the platform chosen. However, the general process typically follows these steps:

Choose a Reputable Provider: Research online platforms that cater to students in your area. Look for companies with a strong reputation for secure practices and positive customer reviews. Some platforms may require a subscription fee, while others may offer one-time charges per certificate.

Complete the Online Questionnaire: The platform will likely have a questionnaire that gathers information about your absence. This may include details about the nature of your illness, the date(s) of absence, and a parent or guardian's contact information.

Licensed Physician Review: A licensed physician affiliated with the platform will review the submitted information.

Approval and Electronic Certificate: If your request is approved, you'll receive your official sick certificate electronically. You can then download and print the certificate for submission to your school.

Important Considerations Before Getting an Online Sick Certificate

While online certificates offer a convenient solution, there are some key things students and parents should consider before using them:

School Policy: Every school has its own attendance policy. Before utilizing an online certificate, familiarize yourself with your school's specific guidelines regarding absences and documentation requirements.

Communication with School: Regardless of how you obtain your sick certificate, it's crucial to communicate with your teachers or school administration as soon as possible about your absence. This allows them to offer support and ensure a smooth transition back to in-class learning.

Chronic Illness: If you are dealing with a chronic illness that leads to frequent absences, consider a proactive approach. Discuss your situation with your teachers, school counselor, and potentially a healthcare professional to develop a plan to manage your health while minimizing missed schoolwork.

Responsible Use: Remember, online certificates are meant for genuine illness and unexpected circumstances. Don't abuse this system. Regular attendance remains crucial for academic success and personal development.

Conclusion

By leveraging these services responsibly and maintaining open communication with teachers and school administration, students can utilize online sick certificates to navigate unexpected illnesses without jeopardizing their academic progress. Remember, responsible attendance fosters a strong learning environment and paves the way for future success. Online certificates are a convenient option, but prioritizing health and actively engaging in the learning process remain key aspects of a productive and fulfilling school experience.

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6 Most Dreaded Cleaning Tasks

Cleaning is a chore that most of us would rather avoid, but it's a necessary part of maintaining a tidy and comfortable living space. From scrubbing grout to tackling the dreaded oven cleaning, certain tasks can seem overwhelming. However, with the right approach and a few clever hacks, these cleaning tasks can become much more manageable. Let's dive into the six most dreaded cleaning tasks and discover how to simplify them.

1. Professional Carpet Cleaning:

Professional carpet cleaning can be expensive and time-consuming. However, it's essential for maintaining the cleanliness and longevity of your carpets. To simplify this task, consider investing in a high-quality carpet cleaner for regular maintenance. Additionally, spot-clean spills and stains promptly to prevent them from setting in and requiring professional intervention.

2. Oven Cleaning:

The thought of scrubbing away at baked-on grease and grime inside the oven is enough to make anyone procrastinate this task. To simplify oven cleaning, consider using a natural cleaning solution of baking soda and vinegar. Apply the mixture to the interior of the oven, let it sit for a few hours, and then wipe away the loosened grime with ease.

3. Grout Cleaning:

Dirty grout can make an otherwise clean bathroom or kitchen look unkempt. To simplify grout cleaning, invest in a grout brush or an electric scrubber to make the task less labor-intensive. Additionally, regular maintenance with a mildew-resistant grout cleaner can prevent the buildup of mold and mildew, making future cleaning sessions much easier.

4. Window Washing:

Cleaning windows, especially those in hard-to-reach places, can be a daunting task. Simplify window washing by using a squeegee and a homemade cleaning solution of water and vinegar. Additionally, consider investing in a telescoping window cleaning kit to reach high windows without the need for a ladder.

5. Deep Cleaning the Refrigerator:

The refrigerator is often a neglected area when it comes to cleaning, but it's essential for maintaining food safety and hygiene. To simplify deep cleaning the refrigerator, remove all food items, shelves, and drawers, and clean them individually with a mild detergent and warm water. Wipe down the interior of the refrigerator with a solution of water and baking soda to eliminate odors and stains.

6. Cleaning Blinds and Curtains:

Dusting and cleaning blinds and curtains can be a time-consuming and fiddly task. To simplify this cleaning task, consider using a vacuum cleaner with a brush attachment to remove dust and debris from blinds and curtains. For deeper cleaning, remove curtains and wash them according to the manufacturer's instructions, and wipe down blinds with a damp microfiber cloth.

In conclusion, while cleaning tasks may seem daunting, there are numerous ways to simplify and streamline the process. By implementing the tips and techniques mentioned above, you can tackle these dreaded cleaning tasks with confidence and efficiency, ensuring that your living space remains clean and inviting without causing unnecessary stress and frustration.

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Why Your Cash App Payment is Pending and How to Accept Pending Payments

Have you ever wondered why your Cash App payment is stuck in the dreaded "pending" state? It can be a frustrating experience, especially when you're expecting a quick and hassle-free money transfer. This comprehensive guide will explore the reasons behind pending Cash App payments and provide a step-by-step solution to accept those pending transactions. Let's dive in.

What is Cash App?

Before we delve into the pending payment issue, let's briefly explain what Cash App is for those who might be new to it. Cash App is a mobile payment service developed by Square, Inc. It allows users to send and receive money, pay bills, invest in stocks, and even purchase Bitcoin. With its user-friendly interface and convenience, Cash App has gained significant popularity as a peer-to-peer payment platform.

Understanding Pending Payments

A pending payment on the Cash App refers to a transaction that has not been completed or finalized. This means that the money you've sent or received is in temporary limbo, and neither the sender nor the recipient has access to it. Pending payments can be caused by various factors, which we'll explore next.

Common Reasons for Pending Cash App Payments

Insufficient Funds: One of the most common reasons for a payment to be pending is insufficient funds in your Cash App account or the sender's account. It won't go through if your balance isn't insufficient to cover the transaction.

Network Issues: Sometimes, Cash App may experience network problems or server issues that can cause payments to be delayed. These issues are usually temporary and get resolved by Cash App's technical team.

Verification Needed: If you're a new Cash App user or if Cash App suspects unusual activity, they might require you to verify your identity. Pending payments can be a part of this verification process.

Bank Verification: If you've linked your bank account or debit card to the Cash App and it's not verified yet, it can lead to pending payments. Ensure that your bank details are correctly added and verified.

Payment Review: Cash App has a fraud prevention system that reviews certain transactions. If your payment triggers this review, it might be placed in a pending state until it's cleared.

Update Required: Outdated versions of the Cash App can also lead to pending payments. Ensure you're using the latest app version to avoid this issue.

How to Accept Pending Payments

Now that we've explored the common reasons behind pending Cash App payments let's discuss how to accept these pending transactions and resolve the issue.

Check Your Balance: Ensure you have sufficient funds in your Cash App account. If you don't, you can add money to your Cash App wallet or link a bank account or debit card for easy transfers.

Update Cash App: Make sure you're using the latest version of the Cash App. Updates often include bug fixes and improvements that can resolve payment issues.

Verify Your Identity: If you've received a notification to verify your identity, follow the instructions. Typically, you must provide a photo of a government-issued ID and a clear selfie.

Contact Support: If your payment is still pending after trying the above steps, it's time to contact Cash App support. You can do this through the app or via their website. Be prepared to provide details about the transaction, such as the recipient's username and transaction amount.

Be Patient: Sometimes, the system automatically resolves pending payments within a few hours to a few days. Waiting might be the only solution if the issue is on Cash App's end.

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"Cash App payment stuck in pending."

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Conclusion

In digital payments, encountering a pending Cash App payment is not unusual. However, it's essential to understand the underlying reasons and know how to resolve the issue. By following the steps mentioned above and staying patient, you can ensure that your transactions on Cash App are smooth and hassle-free. Don't let pending payments stress you out – tackle them with confidence!

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Oven Cleaning: The Ultimate Guide to a Spotless Kitchen Appliance

In this comprehensive guide, we delve deep into the world of oven cleaning, aiming to help you achieve a sparkling kitchen appliance and outrank competitors on Google.

Introduction

Oven cleaning is a chore that most homeowners dread, but it's a necessary task to maintain a hygienic kitchen environment and ensure your food is cooked in a clean appliance. In this guide, we'll walk you through the most effective methods, tips, and tricks to achieve a pristine oven, ready for your culinary adventures.

Why Clean Your Oven?

Before we dive into the cleaning process, let's understand why it's crucial to keep your oven clean:

1. Safety First

A dirty oven can accumulate grease and food particles, which can become fire hazards when exposed to high temperatures. Regular cleaning reduces this risk significantly.

2. Better Cooking Results

A clean oven ensures even heat distribution, leading to better cooking results. Say goodbye to unevenly cooked meals.

3. Prolonged Appliance Lifespan

Regular maintenance and cleaning can extend the lifespan of your oven, saving you money on replacements.

4. Improved Energy Efficiency

A clean oven operates more efficiently, reducing energy consumption and saving you money on utility bills.

Oven Cleaning Methods

Now, let's explore the most effective oven cleaning methods, from DIY solutions to professional services:

1. DIY Natural Oven Cleaner

Ingredients:

Baking soda

Water

Vinegar

Dish soap

Steps:

Mix 1/2 cup of baking soda with a few tablespoons of water to form a paste.

Spread the paste evenly on the interior surfaces of your oven, avoiding heating elements.

Let it sit overnight or for at least 12 hours.

Wipe away the dried paste using a damp cloth.

Spray vinegar on any remaining residue and wipe clean.

Remove oven racks and wash them with warm, soapy water.

2. Commercial Oven Cleaners

There are various commercial oven cleaners available in the market. Follow the manufacturer's instructions carefully when using these products. Ensure proper ventilation and use protective gear.

3. Professional Oven Cleaning Services

For a hassle-free experience, consider hiring professional oven cleaning services. They have the expertise and specialized equipment to deep clean your oven thoroughly.

Maintenance Tips

To keep your oven in pristine condition, follow these maintenance tips:

1. Regular Spot Cleaning

After each use, wipe spills and splatters with a damp cloth to prevent them from hardening and becoming difficult to remove.

2. Use Oven Liners

Place oven liners on the bottom of your oven to catch drips and spills. These liners are easy to remove and clean.

3. Replace Filters

If your oven has a filter, replace it regularly to ensure proper ventilation and prevent the buildup of odors.

Conclusion

A clean oven is not just a matter of aesthetics; it's essential for safety, cooking efficiency, and appliance longevity. Whether you opt for DIY methods or professional services, regular oven cleaning should be a part of your household routine.