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[brilium]

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❥ DAY 8. Phone Sex! with Eren Jaeger

Summary. A boundarie of not having sex with your hot ex-fuckboy boyfriend for a whole month is eating you from the inside and you decide that it's time to tempt him with a good night selfie.

Content Warning. Fem! reader, no use of Y/N, all characters are adults, smut, masturbation (male and female receiving), dirty talk, fantasizing about vaginal and oral sex.

Word count. 2,858.

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Dating with the Eren Jaeger scared you at first as much as he made you happy.

He had his fuckboy reputation, a guy who couldn’t stay with a girlfriend for more than two weeks if it happened the miracle that at least they had a few things in common out of sex. So, you doubted his feelings for you every time he insisted on how much he was in love with you.

One time, tired of his insistence and a little caught by his charm, you agreed and Eren almost bursted into tears thinking that you were joking with him. When you assure him that you were giving him a chance, he almost made you throw up by how fast he lifted you from your waist to spin you both in circles.

But, scared of him breaking your heart, you made a deal with him to not have sex until a month has passed. If he was really in love with you as he said it won’t be a problem, and he’s proving it with all his kindness along these three past weeks.

Actually, it’s been hard for you to resist.

All your friends always ask about how real is his reputation in sex, sharing the experiences that some girls have told them; his experience, knowledge about where to touch, his tongue, his size—

Fuck, you should stop remembering those things when you’re in his car.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Eren shrugs, squeezing your thigh playfully when he notices you spacing out in a red light. “You didn’t like the food? Or the movie?”

“No, no. I loved it, really.” You assure, grabbing his hand on your thigh to intertwine your finger with his and stop picturing his body between your legs, sweating and holding tight your legs as he pounds in you and says the dirtiest words—.

Stop!

“I’m just sleepy. In this month I usually get a lot of work to do, y’know” You continue, closing your eyes as he hums and keeps driving. That’s not fully a lie, since you were almost falling asleep on his shoulder during the movie when it got a little slow.

“You can sleep, I’ll be careful to drive slowly so you can rest a little.” He winks at you, feeding those warm tickles on your stomach every time he spoils you and nod with a blush.

When Eren arrives at your apartment, he shakes your shoulder softly to wake you up, opening your eyes from a little nap and having in front of your face his sharp features and dark green eyes on you has a big effect on you. 

He's attractive, so damn attractive. In connection to his confident personality you feel like a fly trapped in a spider's trap everytime you realize the feelings for him growing on your chest.

Breaking the small distance between your faces, you finally kiss him, tasting the salty flavor of the popcorn on his lips when he sighs softly by your action.

But still, he grins pleasantly as he returns the kiss.

He doesn’t waste the opportunity to grab your neck and deepen the kiss slowly, sucking softly on your tinted lips and making you shiver at the feeling of his fingers playing with your nap, giving you tickles. You bring up your hands quickly to grab his shoulders, scratching softly on his skin with your nails and whimper on his mouth, feeling your chest starting to beat harder as you clench your thighs against each other.

The temperature in his car starts to get hot as one of his hands plays with the verge of your shirt as you bite softly his lower lip. Eren groans on your lips and you feel like you’re about to stop fantasizing but he breaks your illusion by pulling back and resting his forehead against yours, licking his lips like he wants to taste the remains of your lips on him.

“You need to get inside before It gets late.”

You pout, still caressing his neck with your nails as you lean on him again for another kiss, he returns the kiss complaining everytime you pull back for air and he bites his lip to not let out a sound by how good it feels when you start digging your nails on him.

“It’s okay if I’m with you.” You say, in a shame tone that makes him laugh and give you a quick peck on the lips.

Tastes good, but it's not what you wanted.

“Come on, I know you’re tired. I’ll let you know when I arrive at my place, okay?” He grabs your face to kiss your forehead before leaning back to smile at you as you have to swallow your begs since you put that damn boundary of not having sex.

You get inside and take a long shower to forget about your desperation to, at least, get a little chance to make out with him. But he’s really serious about showing you that he doesn’t want you just for a hookup.

When you unlock your phone and see that he sent you a message to say that he arrived safely you can’t help but bite your lip at the idea that is popping up in your brain right now. You want to tempt him, to make his legs tremble in the same need as yours so he can ignore that damn boundarie.

It’s not that you can blame Eren for his relationships since you can’t even remember when you dated your last boyfriend. While you take off your clothes and take a good pose in front of your mirror in your white lingerie you can’t even remember if you shared nudes with your ex.

After taking some good photos and rambling around your room debating if it’s okay to do it since he’s working so hard on you. You decide that it’s now or nothing.

You press the blue bubble on the inferior right corner of your phone to send the picture and throw your phone at the bed as you cover your face with your hands to ignore it.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃

Eren was scrolling on his social media while he was drinking a water bottle on the couch when the notification sound appeared on his screen. He smiles and opens your message with a smile predicting how cute will be your good night selfie but he chokes on his water with a loud cough that could’ve awakened Armin in his dorm.

He has to take a long look at the picture while his mouth gets dry even after taking a good sip of water. 

You were wearing a white lingerie, seated on your knees in front of your mirror while your free hand was holding one of your breasts, squeezing it between your soft fingers. Eren’s crotch immediately reacted at it even if he tried to hold it down in his pants by pressing his hand on there, using all his willpower to ignore his arousal.

His hand squeezes him above the pants, letting out a soft whine. He’s so fucking horny. Especially after every date you’ve had in these past three weeks.

Opposite to what you thought, Eren is aching in pain to at least hear how it sounds the smallest and thinner of your moans. But he understands your doubts, so he agreed to your condition of not having sex, he’s fucking madly in love with you and, for the first time in his life, he doesn’t want to blew this.

He loves everything about you; your eyes, your smile, the way you laugh, the way you squeeze his biceps every time he kisses you for a little longer, how you squirm under him when he tickles you… He loves to imagine how would you look like being a fucked out mess under him.

Still, he decides to play the role of the responsible one in the relationship when he presses the call button.

“Hello?” You answer, with the most innocent tone of voice in the world. And he’s going crazy with the hard effect that sends another squeeze on his crotch.

And, well… He can’t hold the groan in reaction. Breathing heavy on the phone.

“H–Hey?... ‘Ren, are you there?” Another squeeze, this time a painful moan comes through your speaker. “Eren, is everything fine!?”

“How am I supposed to be fine when you are sending me that when I’m supposed to sleep?” He answers, in what you think is an angry tone, but you feel like you reached your intention.

So you have to keep going until you receive what you want.

“What are you talking about? I just wanted to wish you good dreams” You pout at the phone, grinding your thighs against each other as the shiver through your spine as you hear the hard breathing. “You didn’t like it?”

Eren laughs raspy through the phone and you have to bite your lip to not moan at the effect that it has on the pool growing between your legs.

“Am I supposed to be happy with you tempting me to break our deal?”

"It's just that I missed you" Eren knows that change of tone in your voice, that breathy words and the sheets moving. Are you still using that lingerie? Are you naked? Fuck— "Are you mad at me?"

He has thrown back his head on the back of the couch while his hand keeps rubbing on the hard erection growing on his pants. Eren is avoiding the temptation of letting his pain be free and pump all the pain away as he tells you all the ways he wants to bend you and make you scream his name.

No, no. He has to be a good boyfriend.

“It could be that you don’t want to fuck me?” You whine, starting to rub small circles on your clothed clit, finally letting go some small whimpers and light moans. Eren shuts his eyes harshly as his hand slowly zips down his pants.

His length jumps immediately out from his jeans as soon as he pulls them down. His tip is swollen and tense, even his balls are heavy and painful after the kissing on his car.

"I–I'm so, so wet, Eren! I want you to fuck me until I feel like a ragdoll!" You whine, turning on the bed to lie on your stomach as your fingers rub faster circles on your clit.

But, a good boyfriend would leave you halfway like that?

“Don’t fucking say that,” The pain between his legs has been finally let out, convincing himself that if it’s through the phone it doesn’t counts as sex. “I want to fuck you as much as I want to see you— Fuck! S–Smiling”

His hand finally started pumping from his tip to his base to lubricate himself with his precum. He feels more sensitive than other times, his voice even shakes softly on the speaker while he tries to keep it low to not wake up Armin.

The way his teeths are digging hard on his lower lip to not moan so hard by how sensitive his cock is might end up on a bleeding cut on his lips. Fuck— Why did you both had to choose to masturbate through the phone right now?

His try to keep his voice low makes him sound more huskier, and you love how he groans your name in that delicious and shaky low volume.

“Then stop playing,” You whine through a moan, moving your panties aside to start rubbing softly your entrance with your tips. “Come ooon— I’m so wet for you, Eren”.

"If I fuck you now we'll be in trouble, dear."

"Why?" You whine, trembling as your fingers rub up and down against your entrance. "I need you badly, 'Ren."

“Yeah…?” He whines, squeezing his length as he pumps trying to restrain the wet sounds with a slow peace that tortures him. God, why does Armin have that damn light sleep? “Turns out that I’m also harder than ever for you, babe. I wanted to— Agh! To bend you on the damn table and mark all your body”.

You sink the moans against the pillow, but Eren groans in anger hearing the strangled moan.

“Don’t hold your sweet sounds, darling. Please, don’t tease me more than this month without sex”.

“‘Ren” You whimper as you introduce two fingers inside your soaking cunt from hearing all his pleas. Eren is always flirty and confident, but it seems that he has a whiny side under his mask of heartbreaker fuckboy. 

"I bet that your tiny fingers can't fill you as good as mine— God! They can't even feel you as my cock it would, right?"

You tremble hard, riding your hand as you nod against the pillow.

"Y–Yes! I… I need your fingers; your mouth; y–your everything!" You cry, resting your cheek against the pillow as you try to keep the phone against your ear while the other digs your fingers inside your cunt.

“Oh, baby. You don’t know how bad I want to make you cry my name again and again” You hear the sound of cloth moving and a soft echo of wet dripping on the speaker. “To ruin all your pretty makeup as you take all my dick between those sweet, puffy lips— Fuck, I… I love you so much, dear!”

Eren shuts his eyes, trying to picture on his head the more accurate image of you fingering yourself in front of him: such a whiny mess of drool and sweat, begging for him to stuff your little puffy cunt with his fat cock.

Even through the waves of pleasure running through your body as you slide a third finger that creates a mess of dripping juices on the bed, you feel a warm tickling on your chest by his words. You’re not sure if the shake in your voice is caused by your fingers pushing in and out or the sudden shyness growing.

“I… I l–love you t— Fuck!” You arch your back when your palm accidentally rubs against your swollen clit, making your legs shake as Eren growls on the other side. He doesn't even need more photos and even less a video, he’s just happy to be getting off to your sweet moans and whimpers. “I love you too—! Fuck!”

“Y–Yes, yes! That 's it, baby! Please— Please, cum with me” Eren keeps his eyes shut and squeezes hard his length with fast pumps until he cums groaning between his teeths and spreads all his load around his thighs. On the other side, you squirm and cry out loud his name as your body trembles and your juices drip down along your folds and thighs.

“‘Ren…” You whimper, still spasming and riding solwly your fingers while you hear him breathing hard on the other side. He doesn’t answer and you take a deep breath before asking again. “‘Ren!”

“So–Sorry… I was… Breathing” He chuckles, breath taken, the cute try of him clearing his throat  makes you laugh softly on the speaker even if you’re also struggling to stay awake. “What’s so funny, huh?”

You laugh again, speaking softly and pulling out your fingers as you bite your lip to hold the tiny moan.

“I… I was thinking that you’re cute when you’re horny.”

“Cute?” He snorts, opening his eyes slowly trying to focus his view after shouting them so hard. “I’ll dare you to call me cute when I finally fuck you.”

"So… You'll finally let me test how real are the rumors about my favorite fuckboy?"

“It could be that you only want me for my body? So that means that your previous “I love you” was fake?” He pretends to be offended, smirking at the other side. “You, bad woman. Taking advantage of me”

"Eren!" You whine, all blushed from the post orgasm tiring and embarrassment. "I love you and I want you to fuck me, I can wish for both at the same time."

Eren snorts, trying to ignore the soft bounce on his dick.

"No way, dear. I'm a man of word and I'll keep it until the month has passed," He knows that you definitely pouted. "But after that, be ready for me to not let you sleep for a whole week."

You laugh audibly, like music for his ears and he smiles as you both keep a small talk until you start yawning and he cuts the call.

Eren laughs looking at the screen showing your contact. He’s about to think about what to do with his dirty pants but a towel falling on his lap startles him, he looks up pale to find his blonde best friend glaring down like he wants to strangle him.

“Look,” Armin pinches the bridge of his nose, wrinkling his eyebrows. “I’m happy that you finally got a girlfriend that you actually love. But next time at least do it in your dorm or buy me some earplugs”.

Eren nods repeatedly as his friend waves in dismissal and walks back to his dorm.

“You’re the best” Eren screams at him while he cleans his mess.

“You’re not!”

@softlilpeachxx

[charmedreincarnation]

I manifested my dream life 🥳🎊🎉

Long post incoming ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Hi everyone. my name is Asanatu (call me sana or asa) and I just want to share my success story. Anyways, A+p, Intention, plus the void state was the method I always resonated with with. I also joined and was apart of tumblr pretty actively during the time when these were “the methods.”

I was making so much headway! I manifested money, better looks, better grades and mental health and I even mini shifted. Things were looking bright and I knew my shitty circumstances would be a memory of the past and everything would be easier. Then the switch to states, Neville Goddard,and Edward Arts happened and I was so lost. Then creators who even used the void or a+p were suddenly bullying and attacking people

for thinking thoughts create reality instead of states. They were attacking people for using the void and putting it on the pedestal even though they used it to achieve their dream life 🤡🤡 sucess stories dropped drastically, tensions were tight, and entitlement and shoving states down our throats was happening at an all time high. Honestly I gave up with the law and shifting bc I started to believe a+p truly didn’t work bc everyone was preaching that perspective out of no where even though we all started with that and people used it !!!!! Now the same is happening to non dualism…so it will be even more over complication and entitlement for the competition to be the most all knowing and debunker of the law. It will be less success stories, more tension, and paragraphs upon paragraphs on their beliefs but no success to show for it so I am most definitely leaving tumblr and for anyone who wants recourses maybe read and stick to the og creators from December for. Few posts and then dip

Expeditiously, pleaseee !!!!!

I also need to take accountability for

Myself. I’m sending this on anon mode because I have been so rude to so many bloggers and projected my newfound doubt to random, kind, helpful bloggers and I have to apologize. Most of them won’t see this because I’m blocked, but none of you guys deserved it. I would tag them but it was most Loa creators which is so embarrassing to admit, but again I apologize.

After having some self awareness I decided to stop being a loser and take accountability for my own life. I said fuck it and went back to a+p and the void state. I just affirmed robotically and used some subliminals for the void state from popular successful void blogs. After two weeks I got into the void state and manifested my dream life. After complaining and procrastinating for 6 months. As much as tumblr is toxic and the dumb entitled energy is radiating extra bright you all have to grow up and stick to what works for you. You have free will and godly powers no matter how many big headed bloggers try to intimidate you.

A summary of my manifestations from the void are: millionaire parents, 4.3 cumulative gpa, being apart of my schools honors society, dream graduation (it was yesterday) 10/10 looks, acceptance to Harvard, dream body and natural fast metabolism, being a master shifter, list of hobbies and talents, dream personality, huge mansion, cute kind rich bf, and being a desired it girl

I want to say so much more but Moral of the story is stick to what has worked you, take accountability for your journey, and ignore what doesn’t resonate with you.

I think a lot of people will relate to this. No matter what you believe in, whether that be states, non dualism, the void, a+p,etc just persist on your faith. Congrats anon and good on you for taking accountability for your own journey. I also can only speak for myself but I forgive you :)

Edit: a+p is affirm and persist

[babyjakes]

darling dangers.

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event | kinktober 2022

prompt | vibrator

pairings | mean!dark!best friend!ransom drysdale and soft!dark!best friend!jake jensen x innocent!reader

warnings | non/dub-con (reader is reluctant and resistant.) ran and jake are absolutely taking advantage of reader. ran is an asshole, jake is a little better. heavy humiliation, babying, dumbification, mocking and degradation. crying kink. ransom holds reader down. pussy slapping. forced fingering and use of vibrator. heavy clit focus. multiple forced orgasms. squirting. overstimulation. jake is doing most of the work, ransom's just there to be mean lol.

word count | 2,312

an | um oh my godddddd, ,,, this idea has been swirling around in my brain for so long and finally, finally i get to bring it to fruition >:-)) welcome to kinktober, whores <333 also sorry if this one feels awkward or rusty? i've been writing whump for the past month so getting back into the filth felt a little clumsy :-((

As soon as you see the small black box sitting out in the open on the counter between your two best friends, both of their faces drawn in expectant expressions as they stand just waiting for you to walk in on the perfect scene they've orchestrated- you know you're in deep, deep trouble.

Ransom's crossing his arms, a small smirk forming on his face when he sees how wide your eyes have gone. Jake's giving off more disappointment than amusement, which honestly hits deeper than the twisted pleasure his counterpart's apparently finding in the whole ordeal. Gulping as you take a step forward into the kitchen, your voice betrays you by trembling as you dare to speak up. "R-Ran? Jakey? What's going on?"

"You know, it's funny, princess. We've been wondering the same thing," Ransom jests as he places a steady hand on the counter, crossing one ankle over the other as he pauses to glance at the blonde standing beside him. "Right, J? We never would've imagined our precious little angel- our sweet, innocent y/n- turning out to be such a whore."

Tears prickle in your eyes at the remark; bottom lip puffing out slightly in a pathetic frown, you shake your head in defense. "N-no, don't say that. S'not true."

"Aww, look at her, Jake. Think she's gonna cry already. Go on then, sweetheart. Know you can't help it, you've always been such a sensitive little thing."

Brow stiffening in anger, you glare at the brown-haired boy. "Stop it," you whisper through your hurt and confusion. Why are they doing this to you? They're your best friends, your Ran and Jakey. What would ever drive them to humiliate you like this? You would've never seen it coming. "Wh-why were you going through my mail, anyway? You have no right."

"Well, it helped that we were expecting the package," Jake finally breaks his silence, letting out a small sigh as he crosses his own arms. "An email popped up about your order status while I was helping you fix your phone last week. Couldn't believe it, our sweet y/n, ordering from a site like that. But it looks like there was no mistake here." Turning slightly, he reaches out to pick up the little box with a single hand. Eyeing the picture on the lid, his disappointment only seems to grow as he looks back at you, "Buggy, d'you even know what these are made for? You have no business buyin' something like this; you're much too little, y/n."

Cheeks burning at your friend's patronizing words, your eyes narrow further. "Of course I know what they're made for, Jake. I... I'm not stupid, I'm a big girl. I can order whatever the hell I want," you shot back.

At that, Ransom chuckles as Jake can only manage to shake his head in further disappointment. "A big girl, huh? We'll see about that, babycakes."

Everything happens so fast, you're barely able to process it. Before you know it, the pair have whisked you away to your bedroom, Ransom laughing cruelly as he carries you over his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, they have you surrounded on the plush duvet of your queen-sized bed, the brunette coming up behind you to trap you in his arms. As he leans back against the pile of pillows at the head of the bed, he brings you with him, pressing your back up against his broad chest as you squirm in haste. Jake approaches the two of you on his knees, the box with your new toy still clasped in his hand. Writhing a bit as Ransom tightens his grip on you, you finally find your voice. "What the fuck-? Let go of me, let me go! What are you doing? This is-"

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Jake tells you sadly as your other friend eventually gets a good enough hold on you to overpower your resistance. "This is for your own good, y/n. You need'ta learn not to mess around with these things. It's not safe for a little girl like you."

"Learn? What do you mean?" you cry as Ransom's large hands come up to pry your knees apart, using his own strong legs to hold you open. As soon as you feel the cool air of the apartment hitting the thin layer of fabric covering your delicate mound, you freeze. Peering down with wide eyes, you see that your little tennis skirt has flipped up in the most unfortunate of ways, leaving your lacy pink panties on full display for everyone in the room's viewing pleasure. Heart pounding heavily in your chest, you clear your throat.

"R-Ran, Jakey... please..."

"We're not gonna hurt you, baby. Just gonna show you how dangerous these things can be, that's all. You're safe," Jake hums as he lays down on his tummy before you, scooting up between your widespread legs to come almost face-to-face with your now quivering core.

"Pink lace," Ransom snorts from behind you as his hands rest greedily on your inner thighs. "She really is a little slut, isn't she, J?"

Tears pool in your eyes as your cheeks burn in embarrassment. "P-please, please don't look," you beg, your tears earning a sympathetic frown from the blonde beneath you as he reaches out to run a tender hand over the lace of your panties.

"We're gonna be doin' a whole lot more than lookin', sweet thing," he admits as his fingers press against your dampness. "And would you look at that, someone's already gettin' wet." Squeezing out a few more tears as the man prods at your thinly-covered heat, you can only whimper in response.

"Doesn't surprise me. Bet she likes us being all rough, holding her down and spreading her open. You like that, sweetheart?" Ransom teases as he brings a hand up to cup one of your breasts over the flimsy yellow tank top you're wearing. "Never wears a bra around us, either. She's just asking to be played with." At the feeling of his cool hand slipping under your top to search for your beaded nipple, you cry out, straining against his wicked hold- but it's no use. Compared to Jake and Ransom, you're nothing in terms of size or strength. And now that they've got you where they want you, you're completely at their mercy. And you're not sure how much you can trust their promise of safety, not after all they've just done to you.

The meaner of the two laughs darkly as he finds one of the little knots of flesh, pinching and rolling it between his fingers as you cry softly to yourself. "Responsive little thing, isn't she?" he marvels as Jake takes to dealing with your panties; for a moment, he pushes them aside, but then after a few seconds of rethinking, he instead just decides to simply take the thin strip of fabric in his hands, pulling harshly until the band snaps apart completely.

"There we go," he murmurs as his eyes settle down on your dripping folds. "Such a pretty little pussy you've got, sunshine. It's a shame you didn't decide to share sooner."

Looking down over your shoulder to take his own peek, Ransom groans at the sight of your untouched petals. "Fuck, y/n. You've been keeping that all to yourself? Bet no one's ever done anything like this to you before. This your first time, princess?" Your words only continue to fail you as you lower your head in shame, your response giving the two boys all the answers they need. "Well too bad it has to be wasted on a punishment. Dumb little girl thought she could order a big girl toy- these things aren't made for you, baby. You're gonna realize that very quickly."

Pulling his hands away to fiddle with the box, Jake takes his time removing the little blue bullet from its packaging. The friends were smart enough to make sure to charge it before their little ambush, meaning they now have the benefit of its full battery life to spend on teaching you your little lesson. "Here it is," Jake hums, clicking it on carefully to the lowest speed. "Now sweetheart, I'm gonna give you one chance to get yourself outta this," he bargains.

That catches your attention. Raising your weary gaze to meet the blonde's soft set of eyes, you nod reluctantly. "I want you to show me and Ran exactly what you were gonna do with this thing. Want you to use it just like how you were planning when you bought it. And if you're honest with me- with us, and show us everything it was gonna do for you, we'll let you go."

Blinking, you take a moment to think. It's a good offer, you will admit, and he even seems genuine about keeping his end of the deal if you follow through with it. But there's a part of you that just can't bear the thought of demonstrating the crude acts you were intending on performing with the toy, at least not to your two best friends in the entire world. He left it unsaid, but it was implied: Jake wants you to make yourself cum for them. And you just can't do it, you know you can't. So you decide to do the only other thing you can think of: play stupid and pray they buy it.

Swallowing thickly, you nod. Shifting a little, Ransom releases one of your hands, still holding your breast hostage beneath his fingers, almost as an impending threat. Watching you carefully, Jake hands you the buzzing bullet, the strength of the toy's vibrations causing your hand to tingle ticklishly as you suck in a deep breath.

"Go ahead, cutie. Show us," Jake encourages.

Trying to keep your hand from shaking, you brace yourself as you bring the object down between your legs, searching a little to find your glistening hole. Squeezing your eyes shut, you push in, letting the low rumble of the vibrator settle into your core.

"Alright, that's enough," Ransom snaps, causing you to jump as Jake rips the toy from your heat and grasp. "Stupid fucking baby, that was a big mistake. Are you really too dumb to know where it goes? Or do you just want us to punish you?"

Shaking his head in disappointment, Jake sighs heavily. "Good girls don't lie, y/n," he states harshly as Ransom resecures both of your arms down against your back before reaching between your legs to land a few forceful slaps against your bare pussy.

You sob at the sting, gasping as his hand comes up to pull back the hood of your clit. "Give it to her, she was asking for it," he nods to Jake.

Turning up the toy a few clicks, the blonde focuses in his gaze on your little bundle of nerves as he gently collects some of your wetness on the twitching head of the tool before easing it up against your button, earning a strained gasp from you as your whole world's set on fire. The burning is unlike anything you've ever experienced, heat blooming in your core as you burst into more tears at the sensation. Shaking his head knowingly, Jake's voice is full of disappointment as he chastises you, "I gave you a chance, y/n, but you either lied to me, or you're just way dumber than I ever imagined."

"Look at all those tears," Ransom all but moans as he twists and pulls at your nipple, grinding subtly into your back as he holds you down for Jake's torment. "Keep it right on the head, pal- don't cut her any slack. What's the matter, sweetheart- huh? That too much for you? I thought you were a big girl who could handle big girl toys. Of course you're not," he laughs darkly, only egged on by the feeling of you writhing against him, "you're just a stupid little baby who needs to be taught a lesson."

"Think she's learning pretty quick," Jake comments as he practically drools at the sight of your wetness leaking out onto the bed beneath you. Using his free hand, he gently eases a finger into you, curling up gently to rub at your soft, spongey ceiling as your eyes roll back in horrific pain and pleasure.

"Please, please..." you're reduced to mere sobs as you feel the pressure of your orgasm building up more and more in your tummy. "Please, n-no-... wait-... stop-..."

"There it is. C'mon, baby. Cum for us, it's okay," Jake coos as he twirls the head of the bullet over your swollen clit. "That's it, there you go," he sighs with a small smile as you're forced over the edge, your back arching painfully as you squirt out onto his waiting hands.

"Fuck," Ransom curses from behind you, his cock bulging needily at the sight of you being forced to cum. "She's a fucking squirter, would'ya look at that. Better than anything I was dreaming of," he groans as your little toes twitch from the overstimulation, your sobs growing louder as you come down from your high.

"P-please, please, no more!" you hiccup, the continued vibrations against your now engorged button enough to bring you to your knees.

"You think she's learned her lesson, Ran?" Jake asks doubtfully, already knowing what the answer will be as he stretches you open to add a second finger before turning up the bullet another few notches.

"No, I don't think we're anywhere near finished," the brunette responds cruelly as he slaps his hand down a few times against your throbbing heat before pulling back on your lips again to spread you out once more. "She needs at least one more, maybe two. Gotta really show her how dangerous that little thing can be."

[usedpidemo]

Update - 3rd year anniversary! (and some future plans, a reflection, etc.)

Hi everyone! π here.

By the time this post is up, it'll be the 13th of May. Three years since I began my writing journey and this Tumblr blog. Three years. Time flies by so fast. I was close to graduating senior high after it was delayed because pandemic, had my graduation in an empty room basically, now I'm hitting my third year of college. Crazy stuff.

With that said, here are the stats + timetable of the blog so far:

First work: Sandwich (Wendy) (published 05/13/21, 4:03 a.m)

Highest note count: Tell your friends (Yujin x Wonyoung) (published 01/14/23, 1274 notes)

Number of works published: 91 fics (1 fic every 12.03 days)

500 followers: June 18, 2021 (36 days)

1000 followers: October 12, 2021 (152 days)

2000 followers: June 18, 2022 (401 days)

3000 followers: November 12, 2022 (548 days)

4000 followers: May 22, 2023 (740 days)

5000 followers: December 18, 2023 (950 days)

Current follower count: 5615 (1 new follower every 5.12 days)

It's been a hectic final month of college, so I apologize for the lack of activity in recent times :< But summer is coming up very soon, so hopefully I'll have all the time in the world to write more till then! I will say, a new fic is on the near horizon, so please be on the lookout!

I would like to take the opportunity to thank every single of you, whether reader, lurker, or a fellow writer for your support! Especially during these lull times, your unwavering support has kept me afloat and has been a motivation in continuing to write. Love you guys as always. Here's to another fruitful year <3

From this point, this part will be an overall reflection and life summary of the previous year, my thoughts on some personal matters, and some ideas I've been contemplating. If you don't wanna read this, you can stop here.

I miss 2023 quite a bit, not gonna lie. I know nostalgia can quickly grow warm and fuzzy, seeing the past through rose tinted lens, but I'll admit that 2024 hasn't been off to the start I envisioned it to be. That year was mostly peak for me, and I could even argue it's my favorite year to live out based on all my experiences. Traveling to new places, finally attending live events, interacting with my K-pop biases, and so on—it really felt like the best was yet to come with how 2023 flowed and transitioned into the new year.

Five months in, and I am struggling. Horribly. Most plans, dreams, and ideas have gone up in smoke, and it's just one devastating gut punch after another. I have a shitty professor in one major that basically made me check out of that class, and I don't know my family will react when I tell them I have to repeat said class because that professor was a dick. My family's been infighting on a daily basis, and I'm mostly collateral damage to them. Not one week can go by without some serious confrontation between them. There was a brief health scare with my mother, but that seems to be a nothing matter; thank God she'll be okay.

All this just makes life so deflating, in all honesty. I get that no life is without struggle, but I genuinely don't know when we'll be in the clear. Not anytime soon, I reckon. In these tough times, there's very little comfort except the past, when everything was pretty all right for the most part. It's been demotivating to write when mom comes forward with another grievance with my sister. It's hard to write when you have a professor who likes to power trip their students into submission. It's hard when you don't know how to admit to your mother that he failed his one class because of said power tripping professor.

But that doesn't mean I will let it eat me alive. I know we've been through some utter lows in the past. And we always get back up. If no one has us, then God does.

Summer break is fast approaching and I want to fix things. Even in my own little way. I know none of what I'm saying has anything to do with writing degenerate stories about hot K-pop idols, but real life circumstances have definitely affected me more than I can brush off. I should be calm, unfazed, undeterred.

After all, some stories are meant to be finished. They just take a more unconventional route. Ask Cody.

With all that being said, I will finish these commissions over the next two months. I'm really sorry to everyone who requested and paid for their stories months and months ago; I genuinely feel bad for not getting these out on time, but I am very mindful of quality control, and I have no one to blame but myself for being a slacker and lazy worker. Despite my feelings, I should remain professional—that's what being a worker means.

A lifestyle overhaul is definitely in my list of things to improve over the summer too. Figuring out how to get writing done, finding ways to alleviate my PokeRogue addiction (GOTY), whilst having a healthy work/life balance and not losing my sanity over it. Or worse, burning out.

And I want to take this opportunity to thank all my friends—peach, caps, majorblinks, chunk, frisky, raf, c.o, levi, sins, iz, ken, v1n, ddeun, notions, kevin, eros, brandon, kaede, svn, frisky, cray, rpg, prael—for putting up with my shit for another year. This life is tough, but you guys make it tolerable. Thank you for letting me air out my grievances even when it wasn't the best time to. I pray that when everything passes, I'm able to repay you all in some shape or form generously.

And to you, dear reader, for making it this far, thank you. Whether you've been with me since day one, or day 1094, as a commenter, reposter, liking, or just passing by/lurking, thank you for giving me a chance. Without you, all of this would have been for nothing. I don't know where I would be now if I didn't take that chance, that leap of faith back in 2021, and it's because of you I am able to keep doing this for the love of the game.

With grace,

Peter / π

[bts-0t-7]

Next Chapter

Pair: Taehyung x F Reader 

Summary: You missed two cycles. Not that it wasn’t common for you but you felt like it was much more than just that. So, keeping it a secret from Tae, you went to a doctor to solidify your doubts. And no doubt, it was happy news to bring back home. 

Genre: Fluff, Idolxreader, established relationship, wifey reader, married couple au, a little bit of suggestive themes (but we aren’t doing that today, yeah?), pregnancy

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of infertility, trouble conceiving

Remember that you aren’t alone and if you ever need a helping hand, our fellow social services, friends, and family will always be there for us :) If anybody is going to be insensitive on this topic on my blog, you will be blocked. Happy reading! Borahae💜 

A/N: Bold is for flashback.

WC: 1410

You couldn’t believe it. You just couldn’t believe it. 

You have sworn something was wrong. You knew something was odd with your body and when your period skipped the next month, you went straight to the pharmacy. In a box, there were three test kits. 

And when the timer beeped, you stared at these three test kits, all holding the same result. 

Pregnant. 7 weeks. 

In shock, wouldn’t be a safe word to use. You were filled with mixed emotions. You and Taehyung have been trying for almost a year now. You were almost certain you couldn’t conceive. Your periods have never been regular and it wasn’t an easy feat through when your menstruation cycle was around. So you had told Taehyung about your thoughts about having kids. Back then, the both of you were dating, and you knew Taehyung was big on having a family. 

“Tae-”

“No, Y/N. It’s alright. We try and if we can’t, it’s okay.” Taehyung soothed you.

“But I know that you really want kids and I don’t think I will be able to give them to you.” Your doctors have told you that your body has been weak since young and due to the accumulated stress, it did not do the growth of your body well.

“Y/N,” Taehyung cupped your face, bringing it closer to his. He suddenly squished your cheeks, making your eyes widen in surprise. “All I need is you.”

Staring at the three tests on the washroom counter, you had to physically hold yourself up by gripping onto the edges of the sink. You needed to make sure - make sure that it was real before you go running to tell your husband. 

So you booked an appointment with your doctors and they told you the same thing the tests did. 

“Around seven weeks.” Dr Kim had given you a soft smile, handing you the pictures of the ultrasound scan. 

You headed out of the hospital after payment, brain yet to comprehend the knowledge you were given in a span of twenty minutes. You needed to tell Tae. Taehyung was the only thing on your mind.  

Staring back down at your ultrasound scan, you truly couldn’t believe your eyes. 

You headed to the nearest crafting store, picking out a ball of yarn, boxes, and crafting paper. Heading home, you were more careful than usual, afraid any sudden movements might hurt your child. Albit dumb if you were to tell your parents about what you were doing, but you couldn’t help but feel a little overprotective of the life growing inside you. 

It was a little past four in the afternoon and you decided to take a bath to get rid of the hospital smell. After drying your hair, you turned the television on and knitted while watching the latest ‘Run BTS!’. 

You stopped knitting after a while, placing your hand on your currently unnoticeable bump, saying, “That’s your dad and uncles. When you come into this world, you sure are going to be spoiled rotten.” You chuckled. You were the first among the girls to have gotten pregnant as of the information yesterday. 

You had told Hwani, Jin’s wife, three days ago. News spread fast within the group but you were more surprised that the boys had yet to catch on, seemingly that all their girlfriends and wives were gossiping over baby materials. 

Once you finished the little gift, you placed it in the box onto some crafting paper and the ultrasound. Wrapping the box with a ribbon, you proceeded to the kitchen to make dinner. Small, sharp barks could be heard as you walked to the kitchen. 

You bent down to collect Yeotan’s bowls. He was extremely chirpy today, following you everywhere and constantly going in between your legs. If you hadn’t known better, you would have said he was being protective. Placing his food bowls back into the tray, you gave Yeotan a scratch between his ears. 

Just as you finished setting the table, the door code chimed and Yeotan’s uncontrollable barking started again. You wiped your hands dry on your shirt as you walked out, greeting Taehyung with a kiss at the threshold of the main door. 

“Well, it’s not like I don’t like it. Rather the opposite, honestly. But I’m tired Jagiya. I don’t think I can do it today.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Can’t I just kiss my husband when he gets home?”

Taehyung looked at you suspiciously. “Of course you can but you normally have an ulterior motive.”

Let’s talk about selective hearing. It refers to hearing what you choose to hear and blank out everything else. You ignored the second half of the sentence, pulling your whiny husband to the living room and plopping him down onto the sofa. 

“Babe…” He called you warningly.

You headed over to the coffee table, carefully picking up the elegantly wrapped gift and placing it in his hands. Taehyung’s brows shot up, disappearing between his hair. 

“What’s this?” He took out his phone, confusion showing on his face. Oh, he’s always been an expressive one. “I don’t think I forgot anything? I swear today - is it our anni - wait no, that’s in three weeks.” Taehyung looked up with a face you knew too well.

The TaTa Mic face.

“Babe, I swear if I forgot anything, I’ll make it up to you.”

You sighed, caving into the look. If ARMY can’t even grasp a standing ground to the Tata Mic face, you surely stand an even lesser chance against it. 

“You didn’t forget anything, love.” You pointed back to the box. “Just.. Just open it.”

Taking a deep breath, you watch as Taehyung undoes the ribbon and opens the box. Watched as his brows furrowed even more, lip jutting out in a pout at the sight of the mittens you have knitted this afternoon. Watched as the gears in his brain turned the moment his eyes spotted the ultrasound picture beneath it. And as if in slow motion, you saw Taehyung’s eyes enlarge the moment the pieces clicked together. 

His head shot up so fast you were afraid he got a whiplash. 

“Serious? Serious!” Taehyung dropped to his knees. Thank god there was a carpet on the floor. His hands were shaking as you grasped them in yours, placing them on your stomach. “Jagiya, Jagiya, you aren’t kidding with me, right?”

His eyes shone with so much light that it was blinding to see. 

You shook your head. 

“We’re going to be parents, Tae.” Your voice wavered, tears coming forth, spilling over onto your cheeks. 

Taehyung looked down at your hands cupping your stomach and stared at it. He lifted your shirt in one motion, causing a gasp to fall from your lips. He brought his lips to your stomach, kissing it gently. 

“Hi, babyyyy…” Taehyung cooed. “You’re going to be the prettiest baby ever.”

You chuckled. 

Taehyung got up from his knees, cupping your face and kissing your lips. “And you are going to be the best mom ever.” 

“How do you know that?” You asked between his never-ending kisses. 

Leaning your foreheads together, Taehyung answered in his most famous way, “‘Cause it’s you.”

You smiled. 

At that moment, you were surrounded by love. You have never felt so high on such a joyous emotion before. As you looked down at Taehyung talking to your stomach, you felt so, so, so, grateful for the future you created together. Through thick and thin, the both of you have found a way to strengthen your connection, working together. 

The warmth of his love and joy radiates the whole house. And as your eyes locked, it was as if nothing else mattered at that moment - only you, Tae, and your unborn baby. Time seemed to still as the both of you looked at each other, so much affection and excitement in one’s eyes. 

And you knew - you just knew - that you were going to be okay. That as long as you had Tae by your side, you were going to be okay. 

As the both of you got up from the sofa, Tae suddenly pulled you into his arms, stopping you from walking any further from him. “You know what I said just now at the door? I take it back. I can definitely do it today.”

Your cheeks turned deep red as you smacked his arms. 

“Kim Taehyung!”

His bellowing laughter followed you all the way to the kitchen. 

[slickchickchocolatier]

Hey! Its my first time sending an ask hehe~ I just wanted to say that you’re such an amazing writer and your series are just sooooo good!!! 😍😍😍 I started getting into your account when I came across the smau for MRE and HHP and I gotta say, you got me hooked so bad onto Heethan that I end up loving all your Hee-leads so far! I’m so invested in HHP, SE7EN, DT and now TO! I’m honestly so excited to read a new chapter everytime you post hahaha! 🤭🤭

The main reason I wanted to send you this is cuz I’ve been having super stressful and bad days these past few days and its mainly cuz its my final year in college, final semester and final week actually 😅 and there’s just like sooo many final preparations needed to be done for my big final year project (having my big presentation today! soooo nervous) and its just been too much and too overwhelming for me and I didn’t wanna bother anyone with my anxiousness so I’ve been keeping it all to myself and having slight panic attacks and just started having random breakdowns as I complete my assignments. Reading your series, whether its new chapters or just rereading older ones have given me comfort, like I really felt alone but its like Heethan, Heelel and the Heebros have become my comfort characters. It’s just been so overwhelming for me and I didn’t wanna bother my family with it, I only have one other friend that I trust with my whole life but rarely see her, we’re all busy and I just felt like I’m falling behind in everything. Even though the Hee-leads might be like crazy obsessed with the reader, its like I really needed them in my life just to have someone to drop everything just to hold and comfort me anytime life becomes too much for me. I’m actually crying while writing this to you hahaha… it just feels like everyone around me is moving so fast and I’m stuck at the back picking myself up just because I feel so overwhelmed and anxious easily. Turning 20 this year is another thing that has me feeling afraid of adulthood, my mum is pressuring me into getting a job immediately once I graduate but I just feel like I’m not ready, or I’m just not ready to give up my teenage freedom and socialise professionally. Being such an introvert and shy and always thinking I’m just dumb and cant do work without help has been holding me back from wanting to grow and enjoy this new chapter in life.

So sorry for this long ass rant but i just really needed to let you know how much your stories, your Hee-leads have been keeping me going. Excited for the next chapters of your series! Hope you’re having a great day❣️

Omg so....I LOVE THIS.....this is so heartwarming and thank you for sharing it with me. Also, thank you for discovering my blog so you can write this to me, bc as you may have figured, receiving asks are just....its so nice. its a nice and wonderful surprise to hear from readers interesting in my work, wanting to know more about the characters and so forth. I am just beyond touched that heethan, heelel, and heebrows have made their way into your heart and to provide you comfort. in fact, reading your message had reminded me of a piece that i had started to draft (it was originally supposed to be a part of one of the HHP chapters but i never went through with it) but i still had it in my folders so after i finished reading your message, I decided to go back and actually finish it and format it specifically for you as y/n. I hope you like it. <3

Heeseung's Message.....

MDNI18+ content below the line.

Warnings: mentions of losing loved ones, fears and worries about the future, smut, car smut, unprotected smut, some....just some sadness....its a very heartwarming and touching piece.

"What's wrong baby?"

Noting how silent you were in the car, right after he picked you up, Heeseung rubbed your thigh, gently shifting your skirt upwards as he softly slid his hand up and down, enveloping you with warmth and comfort. "Something on your mind pretty baby?"

Placing your hand on his, you grabbed hold semi-tightly, keeping your gaze out at the window. You were hesitant at first, noting that Heeseung had a busy schedule of his own, was on his way of finishing his last year in college, aiding his professors, and of course, there was you....picking you up from classes, dropping you off every morning, taking you wherever you needed to go. You appreciated it but the man had completely devoted his time to everything else, you felt it selfish to bring any matters up to him....feeling that whatever time he did have left within the evening, he should at least have it for himself.

"It's nothing." You sighed out.

Glancing over to you, he furrowed his brows and quickly shifted the wheel, stirring the car over to a nearby parking lot on one of the campus buildings.

"What are you....?" raising up in your seat, you looked around before turning your gaze over to Heeseung, who steered the wheel with one hand and in a smooth motion, parked the car. Unbuckling his seatbelt, his gaze meets with yours before he reaches up and places his hand behind your head, softly grabbing onto your hair as he leans in and rests his forehead against yours.

"Whats wrong? Did something happen? Did someone hurt you? I wanna know. Tell me, y/n."

His eyes were wide and his expression was fierce with rage, however, before he further ventured off into a spiraling path of unhinged presumptions, you reached up and latched your fingers onto his collar, placing a dainty kiss on his lips. "Its not that....I promise nothing like that happened."

Raising his brows and tilting his head, he releases the gentle grip he had on your hair, and replaced it with a soft, petting motion. "Then why are you being so quiet? You seem upset, what is it?"

Looking down at the console for just a second, you raise your sights once more to meet his and began talking.

".....Are you ever scared about the future, Heeseung?"

His face was taken slightly aback as he raised both brows and looked at you with an intent look.

"Is that what this is about? Are you feeling overwhelmed about moving?"

Shaking your head, you looked down once more as you shyly clarified. "Nooo.....its not just that....its more..."

"Like what baby?"

"Like....after the moving.....finishing college, being in an unfamiliar country, not knowing anybody, making new friends, meeting your family, being apart from mine, learning a new language, finding a job after college, and what if I have to do more college? Or ...." pausing, you caught yourself drifting in verbal thought.

"Or....?" He draws out as he bids you to finish your statement.

"Or........what if....what if something happens and we........you know.....what if we just...."

Squinting his eyes slightly, his expression looked a little irked as he rolled his tongue in his mouth. "That's never going to happen y/n. You know that."

"Yeah but....."

"But what?" Slightly annoyed, he closed his eyes for a second, tilted his chin down, and lifted his lids to expose a rather stern and rather angry look. Yet the moment he saw that your eyes began to glisten, shining like diamonds as the tears started to build up, you looked down once more, unable to look him square in the eye as you felt the first tear break free and drip down on the leather padding of the console.

Watching as you faintly sobbed, he nearly felt his heart break into two. He gasped out a faint breath as he reached over with his other hand and cupped your face, no longer expressing a look of annoyance.

"Hey......why? What's making you think that way? Am I not showing you enough love? You know whatever it is you want, all you have to do is tell me and I'll make it happen."

"Its not that i just........there's just some things we can't predict about the future Heeseung......what if some day......what if you stop loving me......or worse.....what if something happens and I no longer have you? What if....just.......you never know.....is it wrong for me to hope for the best, but expect the worse? Because...you know that life can be so unfair some times....and I....I....I'm scared because....I dont even know....what I'm scared of sometimes. I wake up every single morning not even knowing how to live life because there's so many things that I think about....so many things that are thrown at me all at once and I just.....I feel like sometimes......I might fail......I feel like sometimes.....I will let you down.......I feel like its not the world, its me.........its me that's broken, not you or anyone else."

You gasped out tears and soft cries as you spoke straight from the heart. For the first time, Heeseung had sincerely considered if going to Korea was the best option, at least just for a second before he reminded himself of the future that he had waiting for him.....a future that would allow him to continue to keep you....safe....and with him.

Shifting his sights around on the floor bed of the car, his thumbs stroke your cheeks, wiping away the continuous flow of tears that were now coming down harder than before. Gulping down a hard swallow, he turns back to face you.

"Baby.........look at me....please look at me."

Looking up into his gaze, your eyes red, swollen, with eyelashes drenched and your face stained with wet trails of all your fears leaving their mark. With a soft smile, he calmly speaks.

"You're right.....that is tough. There's a lot that we can't control in the future....its precarious, and we're literally just pawns on the board of this silly game called life, where God and the universe are taking turns making each move. It can be cruel, unfair, and tormenting. Its something that we can either overcome with great strife and hard work."

"But what happens if we work so hard and it.....it just doesnt work out? What if everything just falls apart Heeseung?"

"We wont know unless it happens y/n......the thing about the future, as much as we want it here in the present, so we can see and view what it has in store for us, thats....just not the way it works. That's not the way we work....we're not designed to know those things. We didn't become strong because we cheated, we became strong and survived because we, as humans, learned....the hard way."

Looking into his eyes, your vision started to become blurry all over as the next set of tears built up. Smiling as he continued to wipe your tears away, he continues.

"Y/n....for thousands of years, people have fallen, lost, and suffered at the creativity of the universe. Yet we never gave up......people had an urge to survive. Which is why at times, even when the entire world was on fire, times where a soldier never comes home, a woman loses her child, or when a doctor just doesnt have a cure.....we keep moving....we get back up and learn how to walk again. I can't sit here and tell you that I know that everything is going to be great.....I dont know. But what I do know.....is this...."

Shifting his hands down to your waist, he lifts you with his core strength as his abdominal muscles flexed under his shirt. Bringing you over onto his lap, he sat you down in a princess style as he cradled you against his chest.

"No matter what happens....I'm going to be there. I'm going to be there and I'm going to help you, just like you're going to help me. I'll never let anything happen to you....and.....you never have to worry about me not loving you .....noooooooo pretty baby......that's never going to happen, not loving you would be the worst offense against Heaven and humanity. As far as if anything were to happen to me...."

The moment Heeseung touched on that part of the subject, you sobbed uncontrollably against his neck.

"Heeeeeey, come on now. Nothing's even happen, why are you acting like that's a for sure thing?" he chuckles out as he kisses your forehead. "Listen..." Taking your hand in his, he continues.

"I'm not going anywhere......I'm not. I know this because I know what is living for me......you. I will never abandon you. Even if something did happen, you know i'm always going to be with you. You know how?"

Shaking your head, he brushes your hair away from your face.

"Moments like this baby. Every time we talk, touch, feel each other, love, eat, sleep, kiss, and when I fuck your brains out...." gripping onto your waist tightly, he presses his forehead against your own once more. "All the things we do, they never leave. So.......if there is ever a time where I am not physically here......you're always going to remember how i feel..." gliding his hand from your waist, he reaches down and gently trails it upwards under your skirt, his fingers reaching into your panties.

"You're going to remember my touch..." kissing your neck, he latches his mouth onto your soft spot under your ear, and rings the tip of his tongue around in slow circular motions.

"You're going to remember my scent...." with his free hand, he reaches behind your head and gently pushes your face inward, causing your nose to become burrowed in his thatch of dark long, shaggy hair, inhaling the scent of his cool-mint cologne and his shampoo.

"You'll also remember what I taste like...." placing a soft peck on the spot he was sucking on, he tilts his head up slightly and brings your head down to kiss him.

"And best of all......pretty baby.......you're going to remember what it feels like when I fuck you......when I love you." Shifting your body to face forward, your back completely spooned by his chest and groin as you both remained seated in the drivers side, he spreads your legs open by pushing our inner thighs apart. You were so caught up with the sensual four play, you hadn't realized that he tore off your panties. Unbuttoning your blouse, exposing your breasts, he shifts you up as he levels his length to align with your slit, before proceeding to enter inside you. Feeling full of his flesh, you moaned out as the overwhelming sense of pleasure hits you........taking you away from the abysmal depths of your fears and worries.

Steadying you in a reverse cowgirl position, filing you, his cock melts inside you as he begins thrusting slow and steady, picking up the pace as your walls become more moist.

"You feel me pretty baby?"

"Y-yes!"

"Yeah? You gonna remember me forever?"

"Y-yes...yes! He-Heeseung!"

"You gonna remember what this feels like?"

"Yes!"

"What does it feel like baby? Tell me."

"F-f......fe-feels......ssss......goood......soo....soo.goood....ugh!"

"Harder or faster baby?"

"ugh! both! please both!"

Thrusting repeatedly, your body falls limp as he holds you upright, with one arm wrapped around your waist, and his other hand shifting a grip between your neck and your exposed breast, he muffles your moans and screams with his mouth as he swallows every single bit of your precious tones.

"Gonna cum for me?"

"Y-ye.....yes!...yes.......ugh! He-Heeseung!"

"Yeah? You gonna cum because you're a good girl?"

"Mmm!mmmmmm....mmmhmmm!....ugh!"

"You my good girl?"

"Y....yes!!"

"Yeah you are.......now fucking cum on me. Let me feel it."

Adding more depth to each thrust, you gasped out your screams of pleasure as he rams his cock deep inside, separating new found walls and extracting the moisture out of your body. Reaching orgasm and releasing all over his member, your thighs shake relentlessly.

"Good girl.....my turn."

Cupping your lower tummy, he pushes in and feels his thick length as it slides in and out, he found it amusing how your sensitive body could take him like this, especially feeling it inside you as he was doing right now. Jacking his member deep inside you at a rapid and hard momentum, he finally reaches his moment and with one last punctured thrust, he bucks his hips upward as he shoves you down, mashing your bodies together as he releases inside and fills your body up.

Pulling your head back as he latches his mouth on your neck yet again, suckling as your body bounces rigorously from the tenacity of his performance.

Feeling the pleasure of his tainted love, you somehow were to understand his message clearly, all due to Heeseung extracting you from your fears......which he had done before, back when Samuel sent you his email......back when you and Heeseung came together for the first time.....the start of your guys story. Just as he did back then, he helped you to understand, that the reality of what life gives, is never necessarily the ending to your story. The more he kept pumping into you, the more you were reminded of that clarity. Yea sure, you still felt scared, but knowing that if at first you dont succeed....reach happiness.....or if things just dont work out, you can and should always, try-try again. A lesson you were always reminded of, all thanks to Heethan.

Authors note: Lol, sooooooo...yeah this original draft did have some smut....and i was going to take it out but it was too crucial for me to do so. I hope you dont mind that. But, this chapter was originally drafted, back a few months ago. I had this thought in my head, since I have only taken a few college courses, and am about to start back up on it, I was feeling so dreadful and felt too nervous about doing well. I want to succeed in reaching my educational goals....but what also kind of bugged me was....will i still find time to write? I love writing, truly do. Mainly because it brings other people joy and brings out their most inner feelings. I had so much on my mind that time that i had began drafting this, but as i was writing it, i left it unfinished bc honestly, when i drafted heethan's message.....literally its like his voice was telling me what to write....i felt better. like it was a nice little reminder....realistic...very rational....and honest...but still positive and holds truth. there's a lot of things we can't control, but we should never give up. Its okay to be scared and to worry, that's natural, and that is exactly why people such as myself are here, writing these chapters and stories for you all because i know that there is such a thing called 'life' and sometimes....we just need a break from it to refresh ourselves. I know you have alot on your plate, but dont worry because everything will be more than fine. We have to pace ourselves, work hard, but also rest, and play from time to time. Eat and drink well, and finish strong. finish college, work with your mother and teach her to work with you, if you dont get the job you really want, no big deal. no matter what job you get, if its one you dont want, nothing lasts forever. just think that whatever you do now, it is only making you more marketable for the dream goal you have. I hope you continue strong because while you do have alot on your plate, you've been slaying....you've been killing it! and that's a major accomplishment in itself, last of year of college? woohoo! finish strong!

So now i should apologize for responding with the longest post ever lol. but i really hope this makes you feel better. Reading your message had reminded me of this piece and i am so glad you sent it to me because....looking at it now...and actually finishing it......this was something that was meant to be published and shared. bc it holds an important message for all of us. <3

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[0104-vikita]

I love your art ¿Could you plz bring a tip to grow in the platform or just improve my art?

P.D: I REALLY enjoy your art 👉👈

Oh lord this will be long 😅

First off, thanks a lot. Fills me with joy that you enjoy my art.

For the first advice, I'm gonna be honest with you. I would have never gotten the growth I got in the past weeks if it weren't for TADC. with this I'm not saying that you should force yourself to post things you don't like just because they are popular. In my case I got really fixated on TADC and I was going to draw things about it anyways. I'm not going to post about TADC forever (or not as frequently) but now that my blog has grown a lot and people knows me and my art, I'll be easier to get engagement with my original content. Putting that aside, extra things that I have done to try to get favored by the algorithm are: be constant with my post (same day every week) look up the best time to post or at what hours Tumblr users are most active, trying to have a first slide that's eye catching and ofc, using the tags.

For the second part. I'll talk from personal experience. Try to always draw things that you know you struggle with. Do a fast sketch of the whole scene, person, object, etc, you wanna do and then go to details. Don't force yourself to draw when you are in a bad mood unless it helps you to calm down. Usually drawing while listening to music helps me to flow my ideas better. Don't feel ashamed of trying to emulate a style you like, you'll learn by looking at how others do things, you'll eventually develop your own style without noticing.

I'll just add more if they occur to me. Always remember, it's not like I'm an expert nor I've been using this platform for long, at least not for posting. most of my improvement in art has happened sub-consciously.

Regardless of how everything happened, I'm happy that I got to this point, being able to inspire others and see that others like the ideas I have. I feel like with this blog I'll be finally able to express a lot of things and reach a certain goal I've had for a while. Thank you all for the support c:

[macravishedbymactavish]

Social Butterfly | Antisocial Moth (Keegan Russ x GN! Reader)

TW: A little bit of swearing? Total imposter syndrome for the social butterfly bits as the authors personality aligns closer to Keegan's. Creative liberties taken in backstories as there's next to nothing from the games.

Blog HQ

What do laws of physics and horoscopes have in common? Both say opposites attract.

Which may be the reason why you're sitting at lunch in the mess hall, chatting with the 3rd person that approached your table while your boyfriend sat silently beside you. In the span of 30 minutes.

"No way, of course did." You smiled, laughing at Harper's story about her middle child -- Noah who has been desperately trying to keep up with a girl he likes during gym class. Because if we run together af the same speed, then I get to talk to her more.

"He's gotten better, told me he shaved 5 seconds off his total time last week" the two of you chuckled. Your food barely touched, despite your boyfriend being almost done his. "Oh anyway, I should get going and let you eat. See you, bye Keegan!" He gave a short nod and awkward smile, as you bid your colleague goodbye.

"Oh my gosh, I love her. Her kids are so cute" you smiled over to the quiet man beside you. Like with your past 2 interactions at this lunch alone, Keegan was provided with context and background on all of them. Such as:

Parker - who recently got a new dog named Ranger. 6 month old Husky who argues with him on the daily. The dog is so cute babe, can we get one? Our dog and his dog could be best friends! Then Logan can bring Riley over for a playdate and all the dogs would be so happy. Please!

Then Finn - his girlfriend, Raven (your favourite mechanic on base who he will HAVE to meet) just got home from visiting her friends from back home. He really wants to propose but isn't quite sure if this is a good time for them. I think he should do it because they are literally soulmates.

Did he really care about any of this information? Not overly. Keegan was your opposite. Preferring a smaller, tighter knit social circle than knowing everyone on base. Even if that meant you teasing him about his social circle consisting of his team, even then he didn't know a whole lot of details about them.

"I know plenty about them" He argued one night while getting ready for bed.

"Yeah? Like what?" You challenged, leaning back on the bed, watching your boyfriend roll his eyes. He was the antisocial moth to your social butterfly.

"Uh Merrick started in the seals before he was a Ghost. Knew me since I was 18, so he's pretty much my family. Loves cats, camping and his kids" You raised an eyebrow, internally adding that his wife was the best baker you've met, and that his son played hockey for many years while his daughter played soccer.

"Ajax is the most stubborn, kindest asshole I've had the pleasure of working with. Extremely smart, one of the best mentors and friends I've had" His in-laws also own the local bar downtown and donate meals to the local homeless shelters every week. His partner plans on taking over the buisness one day to continue the good deeds.

"Uh Elias knows his stuff. I couldn't ask for a better commander. Been through hell and back but continues putting the team first, he's also the one who recruited me onto the team". He also lost his wife 8 years after his youngest was born and has been balancing his life between raising 2 sons and commanding a team. He feels bad every so often feeling like he didn't give them a proper childhood, or forcing David to grow up a little too fast to take care of his brother. Even though he loves the bond the two have formed. He is the dad friend of every social circle.

"Logan is good, young and full of potential. Doesn't say much, but knows what he wants out of life and is working his ass off toward getting it. Picks up on things extremely quick, has your back at all times, loves Riley and any other animal he comes across. A bit on the quiet side but that's not a bad thing" You laughed softly, realizing every single description Keegan has given you so far is 95% work related; so continuing in the current format. You bit your lip, in an attempt not to add that Logan was a very sweet kid, of minimal words as your boyfriend pointed out, sure. But he told you once that he hoped to make his family proud with what he was doing. Then got extremely red the day you and his brother told him just how proud everyone is of him.

"What's so funny over there, chuckles?" Keegan smiled at you, walking over to join you in the bed. Opting to lay between your thighs with his head on your stomach. Fingers automatically going to his hair, you felt him relax into your touch.

"I think it's funny that everything was work related. They do lead lives off base, like you and me" you felt him shrug silently. "You forgot about Hesh and Kick". Not bothering to move, he continued.

"Everyone in California knows Hesh's life story, and Kick is just a smartass". He had you there. "And not everyone is as open and talkative as you hun."

--

"Hey, it's been so long I've seen you. How have you been?" Another competitor entered the ring that was your shared table.

"It's been tiring, honestly. Coming back to work from extended leave has killed our motivation" hand finding Keegan's under the table, you were immediately engulfed in conversation with another face he didn't recognize. Lunch forgotten as your interest in the subject grew.

It was when Hesh Walker (the only person on base who held a candle to your social attitude) joined that Keegan decided he was done with lunch. Squeezing your hand 3 times under the table (a silent "I love you") he got up.

"See you guys" he responded to the 3 voices bidding him goodbye, as he went to drop his tray off before leaving.

"Tell me, how is it that the quietest soldier ended up dating the one of the loudest ones?" He heard Kick ask from behind him, walking alongside Elias and Merrick. "Your person could talk to a brick wall and become best friends with it in under 5 minutes". Keegan shrugged, falling in step with the group.

"They bring out the best side of our dear old Keegan though" Merrick clapped him on the shoulder with a mischievous grin. He found it rather comical watching you and Keegan out in a social atmosphere.

You working the room, chatting with anyone and everyone. Remembering random details about most people you've talked to. Him quietly watching you from across the room, or by your side nodding along to conversation. Things none of the senior team would've expected from their sniper 3 years ago, before he met you.

"Yeah. They're pretty great" Keegan smiled, allowing himself to fade into the background and listen to the conversation in front of him turn to whatever sports game the guys watched last night.

Your personalities may be day and night from one another, but he wouldn't give it up for th-

"Keeg! We aren't done talking about the dog we're going to adopt" he heard you yell from somewhere behind him. Causing him to freeze in place as the men in front of him began laughing. Feeling his face burn, knowing all passing eyes were now on either him or his ball of energy jogging up behind him.

But what can he say, opposites clearly attract.

Taglist: @bloodonmyhands-1221 @ai-luni

[jynxd]

You know, I've come to realize that Jinx ( and this blog in general ) has become so much more special than I realized it would be in just the very short amount of time of making this. Seriously it's barely been past a week.

I don't think I've ever been so connected with a character (or set of characters with Silco). So I want to take a moment to thank @hexcoremagician for even just talking about arcane and more or less convincing me to give it a go. I met them as a different blog, from a different fandom and as muns we got a long so fast. Which is one of the reason I finally gave arcane a chance. Never did I actually think anything would happen other it being another show to watch and yet here I am. Typing this long ass post. So I am extremely grateful!

Secondly, thank you @shimmerbeasts for giving this baby blog a shot. It's been an amazing experience so far. Not just the writing we've done, but just talking ooc. It's a relief being able to talk about our muses so passionately (Silco and Jinx for sure, but Vi is there too) and it's really helped me understand so much more about her. And if im to be honest, talking it all out and OOC has helped me develop Jinx so much easier. So thank you.

ALSO YOU CAN BLAME BOTH OF THEM FOR ME ADDING SILCO. There is other memories I know I'll forge here, more chances to grow... but I just want to thank everyone for giving me a chance. I LOVE YALL <3

[persephoneslounge]

Social Media Tried to Paint Me as Just an Astrologer: I’m Literally an Artist, Babe

Wednesday Journal Entry, Week 32

Earlier I was watching the movie Divergent, and it got me thinking about my own life, and how if I were to live in that type of society, divided by factions, I would have been just like Beatrice, or Tris- divergent. A rebel. An embarrassment. Someone who has the audacity to not belong, because my mind simply isn’t wired in one direction. The younger me would’ve tried to do what she did, blend and fit in in order to please and pander to the masses. In the scene where she picks Dauntless at the Choosing Ceremony, I think of all the times I did something just to appease others, to not rock the boat, and ensure peace was maintained.

Luckily I’m not that young anymore. I’m thirty, the age where you give less of a shit what society teaches you, or at least, you get better at pretending just enough that people have no choice but to stop telling you what to do. And if they try, you get ready for war.

A few months ago, I took a break from doing readings, and now it’s about time I finally express why that is. Part of it is because like Tris, I’m not just an astrologer. Never have been, never will be just that. Because the best way to be a success is by being as authentic as possible. I don’t regret doing readings at all- in fact, I just put the services page back on my website, but right now, it’s necessary to speak my truth.

It all started back in 2019, when my life basically fell apart. The year prior, my ex and I broke up. He was toxic and abusive so it was a painful but very necessary decision. Fast forward to me and my dog living in a shelter, lost, no job, and just processing the fact that I wasn’t able to get the funding to direct my first feature film. I was devastated, having always been a passionate artist. Life couldn’t get any worse. I was also experiencing my second nodal opposition. The nodal opposition is basically when the transit North Node is in the sign of your natal South Node, and during this period, themes from the past come up before you can really move forward.

In my case, my South Node is in the eleventh house, which has to do with networking, social circles, and friendships. Being surrounded by people had always felt like a happy place, till it eventually gave me resentments. Friendships have often been fleeting and despite knowing a lot of people, only a handful really know me. On social media, anytime I’d join a group, at some point there would be conflicting values that caused me to eventually leave the group altogether. I never really felt like I belonged anywhere. I could even be in a room full of people and still feel invisible.

Growing up, I studied in a French-speaking elementary school, where 99% of the students were children of immigrants, which means I had friends from anywhere and everywhere. Often there were fights with the nearby English-speaking high school, so not only was there a lot of racism, there was also the language conflict that Quebec is infamous for. And being bilingual, I also didn’t fit in anywhere. Because the problem with humans is they love keeping people in categories, so in order to survive as a child, you learn how to mask and adapt, but people sniff you out eventually. They always do. It’s a survival instinct from way back where people would do this to sniff out enemies in tribes. Masks only work for so long. Eventually you slip up by going against one of their unspoken rules or forget an important social cue, and you’re back to being that kid in the corner again.

I don’t miss my childhood.

During my stay in a shelter, I met a lot of amazing people and spent time writing a memoir about my time there. In a weird way, I found myself. It felt like I could do whatever I want, because I had little to lose. I began writing more on my blog and even slowly started looking at people’s charts anytime they wanted some fast insight. Finally a fated moment came where I published two articles on Medium that changed the course of my path. One about the eighth house and the other about moon in Capricorn. A friend sent me a screenshot from a group he was in to let me know an article of mine had been shared. According to my stats, thousands of people had seen my blog. I was walking on air. After years of being a writer, my hard work began paying off.

Meanwhile, on another Facebook group that I used to moderate, they made me an approved reader, so I decided to start offering services, as a way to expand my skills as an astrologer and to also make extra money, since at that point I was still looking for work. In June 2020, several months into the pandemic, the tables turned: I went from living in a shelter to being a staff member in one and not long after, got my own apartment.

For about the next year, I felt like I reached the pinnacle of success. I was doing readings while balancing a job that I loved. I would also post astrology-related memes on Facebook and Instagram and it gave me joy because other people found joy in those memes. After awhile, I remembered that I also write poetry and movies and went back to sharing more of that content. Crickets.

And it’s not that people who followed me didn’t like my poetry or films- not that it should matter, because what really matters is whether I’m being true to myself- the problem is the social media algorithm. I wish someone had told me this a few years ago, but the more you post a certain kind of content, the more social media classifies your account under a certain theme. Seems logical right? After all, if someone mostly shares workout videos, they’re account is classified as workout page; If someone mostly shares music, then they’re classified as a music page. However, what about the jack-of-all-trades like me who has several passions?

I can’t stress enough how close I was to throwing the baby with the bathwater. Because social media, especially Instagram and Tiktok, got so familiar with my work in astrology, anytime I’d share something unrelated, I felt invisible, insignificant, like somehow I was a one-trick pony and that’s all people wanted. In reality, it didn’t really matter according to my stats, people did want that from me. The problem really was the algorithm. It’s almost as if some invisible hand came along and tried to fit me in a box that I never agreed to being put in, and now I was being made to choose between astrology and my art.

My first reaction was to freeze and not post at all. My second reaction was to consider giving up astrology or at least, put it in the background, but even when I talk about a favorite movie or TV show, somehow astrology is always referenced. I’ll try to guess the characters zodiac signs or spend time looking at what in an actor’s birth chart gave them the ability to play their role so well. I just couldn’t help it. It was like choosing between eating and drinking, we need both to survive. I needed both art and astrology.

To be honest, if there’s one thing that held me back for awhile, it was seeing how many famous artists started out in one genre, only to cave in to what’s popular. Avril Lavigne started out as a rocker chick, and then recorded “Girlfriend”. Lady Gaga is originally a jazz singer but become known in pop, and yet ironically, even her pop songs don’t fit any genre. No matter how much some people wnet to great lengths to box her in, she came out on top. Then you have Pink who went against her former producer LA Reed just so he could grant her permission to co-write songs with Linda Perry, because she was more interested in making music that’s personal than being just another pop/RNB girl.

I also think my main problem is that I used to care a bit too much what other people think, because remember, my South Node is in the eleventh house (a.k.a. other people). Yet all my favorite celebrities are the ones who provoke, who make people think and make them angry. Sometimes I’d catch myself not wanting to post a video or share an article or poem, out of fear that it might “offend” someone, or that people will decide to unfollow me if I share something different. I’ve seen it happen a few times, my viewership would decrease if I didn’t post more of the usual content pr for sharing related to politics, but at some point, you have to choose between doing what makes you happy and doing what makes you likeable.

And trust me, as the girl who got bullied throughout elementary and high school, I’m used to not having some people like me. After being rejected so many times, it gets to the point where you realize that really, the only approval you ever need is your own. That’s not coming from a perspective of arrogance, it’s coming from learning tough lesson after lesson. The most important person to support your work is you, regardless of how many others cheer it on.

What the algorithm doesn’t realize is that my North Node is in the fifth house, which has to do with creativity, passion and self-love, which means that I wasn’t put on this planet to be defined or understood. I was put here to be happy. I was put here to make art in every way imaginable, whether it’s through writing, film, astrology- even if it doesn’t always make sense to everyone else.

I also think that social media has a huge problem with niches. While a niche can seem like a good thing, it limits self-expression and prevents people from posting out of fear that no one will see your work anymore. Recently, I had a bone to pick with Tiktok, because anytime I’d share a video with one of my poems, it wouldn’t get more than fifty views, yet if I shared something related to spirituality, it would get hundreds of views. And it wasn’t just me. A friend of mine said she couldn’t see my videos unless she looked up my name. I was livid. It’s almost like in an indirect way, social media has really been trying to insist that I’m not a writer, storyteller, filmmaker and astrologer, that I’m just an astrologer, and that it’ll punish me for being out of line.

I recently deactivated my Tiktok and have barely been on Insta, and whether I start posting there again in the future, I still have my own platform Persephone’s Forum that got launched in late February. And for what it’s worth, at least on there, you’re not expected to fake it till you make it.

And luckily, that kind of mind game doesn’t work on a stubborn Taurus like me, since I’m gonna have my cake and eat it, too. The more you tell me not to do something, the more I’ll want to do it. Slowly, I found a way to somehow merge both, by going into my vault of poetry and finding pieces that reference the stars. I also have to keep in mind that there are many creators like Dossevia who do both art and astrology, and finally understand that there’s no reason to go against my truth in order to get seen. I also think that the worst thing you can do is take social media seriously, it’s really just a game of numbers and not to mention, Tiktok recently admitted that their staff can choose who goes viral.

Despite the fact that we live in a society that tries to put people into boxes, the ones who become successful are those who break those boxes, those who break the boundaries. No one would’ve remembered Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho if he had changed the movie to suit the studios, and no one would care for Pink or Lady Gaga if they only recorded what the labels want. As the saying goes, “Well behaved women rarely make history.” Do I really sound like the kind of person who behaves?

Karina

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If you enjoyed this, you may want to read If You Love Art, Astrology, or Just Need a Different Platform, Check Out my New Website, as well as Don’t Feel Bad for Not Going Viral, Tiktok Staff Admit Social Media is Rigged, and The Secret Life of the Bilingual Canadian

[mamasanctuary]

Grateful Day 11.26.22

Super late posting but I’ve been dealing with one life event after the other. My sister ended up hosting on Thursday which meant I could relax and take my time cooking Friday/Saturday instead of rushing around like a crazy person. It went well but also started some family drama being that none of the usual guests were invited. For our sanity’s sake, of course. I thought it would be dropped and we could all move on but we can’t. Yeah family. So anyway I finally had the spare time to get on here and just blog how I’ve been wanting to. And let me tell y’all.

I’ve Got Some News.

First, I want to start of by thanking everyone who supports me here. Especially those of you who have been here from the beginning. It means a lot to me that my blog has been an inspiration or even a safe place for some of you on your parenting journey. I know it’s got more personal and less *advice-y/* over the years but I’m leaning towards that direction, with a little twist. 

  I know I’ve made a lot promises over the past few months, regarding consistency, and while I feel awful about it I also realize I set myself up for failure. I don’t thrive off of hard schedules and so I’ve opened myself up to simply offering one post a week at any time during the week. Do you know how many times I’ve gotten on here to post but realized it wasn’t Sunday so I put off preparing a post and then it stayed in my drafts? A lot. I want to be able to share authentically and take breaks as needed without the pressure of only being able to post on my one day a week. 

  Additionally, I’ll make one post purely for advice and questions I’ve gotten over the past several months. You all have sent me 100s of questions/calls for advice that have gone unanswered so I want to take the time and support those who have been supporting me. That particular post will be released on a consistent date because the questions have already piled up. You can look forward to my advice column on Fridays at 3pm. 

With all of that out of the way...

I’ve been super busy prepping for baby#4 these past few weeks. Not so much with actual baby stuff, but with spending a lot of time with me “big” babies in preparation for being secluded with a newborn for, at least, 3 months. The amount of stares and unsolicited “You should be resting” I’ve gotten has increased since I’m the size of a whale at this point, but I truly live for my little outings with my little ones. As I approach my due date, I realize I have an unwavering fear about developing PPD so I think I’m forcing myself to be happy and busy so I don’t think about it. Ah well, as is life. 

The kiddos are doing well and rushing this baby out. Thalia is homeschooling well with me and we’ve decided to take that route for as long as it’s comfortable for us all. It’s definitely been experience and I’m a former teacher! Solomon and Zoe like to join in but often end up convincing me that Thalia needs a break and will rescu- I mean kidnap her from me and run outside. We’ve been taking it day by day and they’re all growing so fast as I’m sure you can see in the photo. They’ve been praying for the baby every night and have asked me multiple times if I could “grab baby out” which has been fun to explain to a two toddlers and a 5 year old. 

Our little family is growing and thriving as best as it can and I hope yours is too. This year has been hard enough with all the nonsense going on in this world so I hope you’re taking the time to care for yourself.

Until next time, 

[sshbpodcast]

Top 3 Star Trek Voyager characters

By Ames

We’re inching ever closer to the end of Voyager on our watchthrough over on the A Star to Steer Her By podcast, so we’re starting to wrap up the show here on the blog as well. You saw us do it earlier with The Original Series, The Next Generation, and Deep Space Nine, so we won’t disappoint. Here are our favorite minor and one-off characters from Star Trek: Voyager.

And you know what? There are so many good ones that we barely had any overlap! The show really does a good job in creating new characters from the Delta Quadrant who are original, relatable, and intriguing. Some of these will seem familiar because they probably came up in some of our season wrap posts or other blogtivities, but we’ve got more to say about them here! Grab a seat in the mess hall, check out our faves below, and listen to our banter on this week’s podcast episode. The real voyage was the friendships we made along the way.

[Images © CBS/Paramount]

Caitlin – I’ve grown accustomed to your face

Barclay

Icheb

Q2

Caitlin’s kicking us off this week with some characters that really grow on you over the course of their stay on the show. While we may not have always been onboard with him in TNG, Barclay comes into his own in Voyager when he gives himself a purpose that is commendable, watchable, and perpetually successful. We’re also big fans of the understated, nerdy, and traumatized Icheb and the more he showed up, the better he got. And Q2 came so far in his eponymous episode that we couldn’t help coming around for him and his journey!

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Chris – Stick around, why don’t ya?

Quinn

Danara Pel

Mezoti

Boy do we wish we could have kept these characters around, and their episodes teased us all over the place with whether they would continue existing or not. We have opposite conclusions between Quinn and Danara Pel, the former opting heartbreakingly to end his existence despite the crew’s well-made arguments otherwise, and the latter being convinced by the doctor to keep going even after a taste of life without the Phage. And finally Mezoti, our favorite child character hands down, we’ve discussed at length already.

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Jake – A few good dead men

Tuvix

Telek R’Mor

Gotana-Retz

Jake has a habit of picking characters who just want to do the ethical thing and get martyred for it, like Jarok in TNG and Marritza in DS9. And he’s done it again! Tuvix, for instance, becomes a beloved crewmember who just wants the opportunity to live in the extremely thought-provoking episode of the same name. Our Romulan friend from the past chooses to trust the Voyager, but his fate has already been sealed. And Gotana-Retz saves the ship from his fast-moving people after learning more about what’s really going on in his sped-up life.

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Ames – Resistance is not futile?

Lon Suder

Mezoti

One

My three characters all learn to overcome their programming (sorta; you try coming up with themes) to become better, more lovable people. I’m probably entirely biased because I’m so easily swayed by Brad Dourif’s amazing performance, but Lon Suder is also just plain fascinating! And by his second appearance, he’s put in so much work into changing that it’s even more fascinating! Again, I’ll laud our amazing droneling Mezoti, and raise you one One to boot because I just can’t help but love it when Borg characters find their humanity.

— You probably picked up the pattern by now, but this means we’ve got Voyager villains on the docket for next week, so definitely make sure you’re following along so you don’t miss that. Also don’t miss the couple more episodes of Voyager watchthrough coverage over on SoundCloud or wherever you listen to podcasts, tell us who your faves are over on Facebook and Twitter, and don’t provoke the Borg.

[aardvark-123]

I've decided to make a spirited attempt at video game blogging. (It was getting tricky to find time to record Orolinwethil's lines, now that she's living in New Zealand.) Without further ado, I present to you the Silver-Heart Chronicles.

~The Silver-Heart Chronicles Part 1: A Barrow for Golldir~

Yngvar Silver-Heart had joined the Stormcloak rebellion as a young man, and during his time at war he'd seen Windhelm and the eastern holds grow colder towards anyone who wasn't a Nord while Tamriel's political situation stayed exactly the same.

Yngvar gradually grew disillusioned with Ulfric and the whole "Skyrim belongs to the Nords" ethos, and so, after two long weeks, he quit the rebellion and moved back to his home village of Kynesgrove. Some might argue that Yngvar had "deserted", in response to which he argued that they could "get stuffed".

Yngvar's family had left Kynesgrove and their house had been repossessed by spriggans, so he became a semi-permanent resident in the Braidwood Inn. He made his living as an odd-job man, picking crops, mending houses and fetching frost salts for Dravynea, until one day Dotira the miner asked him for help.

Dotira's friend was missing, feared kidnapped by draugr near the ancient Hillgrund's Tomb. "This is it," Yngvar cried, leaping into action. "The perfect pretext to buy that crossbow I've had my eye on!"

The crossbow was an expensive piece of kit, but one that would surely be worth it. Yngvar left Kynesgrove with his pockets empty and his heart full of determination to find Doriselyn, then claim the favour Dotira would owe him.

Yngvar headed southwest across Eastmarch's famous volcanic tundra, the cold breeze ruffling his hair and carrying a faint smell of sulphur. The wind died down as he approached the river and wandered along the rocky bank, looking for a place to cross. All too soon a friend came out to meet him.

"Hmm... Tastes like salmon. I could probably make a potion of stamina from those," muttered Yngvar, nibbling on the bear's claws.

He carried on west past Mixwater Mill, finding only a few wild skeevers and a feral necromancer on the road. The necromancer was politely turned down when she offered to teach Yngvar how to make skeever slippers. Hillgrund's Tomb soon loomed in front of him, and inside the lobby waited an unexpected man.

"Offered to teach you the art of slipper-crafting as well, did she? I've never heard of anything so disgusting," Yngvar bantered. "Skeevers are obviously better as leg-warmers, opera gloves at a pinch, but never slippers! They don't have the durability for it."

Golldir explained politely that it was a different necromancer he meant. This was his (Golldir's) family tomb, but one Vals Veran had decided to help himself to the free dead people inside, and he (Golldir) had stayed behind while his aunt Agna (Agna) went to stop him (Vals).

Terrific, Yngvar thought. Still, I'll have a better chance of getting Doriselyn out of here with a partner... "Why, Golldir, I'd be delighted to help you! Lead the way."

Golldir led the way. His honoured ancestors were out in droves, driven into a frenzy by Vals's machinations, not that it takes much to drive a draugr into a frenzy on the best of days. Yngvar and Golldir cut their way through dozens of extended family members before they found a prisoner dressed in rags.

"Don't look now, Doriselyn, but I think there's someone behind you. Stay very, very still..."

"Problem solved!"

Doriselyn was more than a little annoyed at his treatment, and the thought of taking revenge on Vals was very tempting, so he joined Yngvar's fast-growing boy band as they descended further into the tomb. Yngvar scrounged up a set of draugr armour for Doriselyn, but he refused to wear it, saying it would clash with his beard.

Yngvar at least had the presence of mind to put some armour on. He wasn't sure his furry merchant's hat actually offered any protection, but it might keep any water from dripping on his head.

Further on, it seemed that Agna had sadly perished.

"Because you were scared? I know how that feels," Yngvar confided in Golldir. "The first time I ever faced a sabre cat, I nearly ruined a fine pair of breeches. Next time, though, I saw her coming for my axe-brother Ralof, so I ran her through without a moment's thought. Perhaps you'll save your other aunt from the next necromancer defiling one of your clan's old holdings."

"Is that how you try and help people feel better?!" sobbed Golldir, weeping over his aunt's motionless body.

"Er..." Yngvar looked at his feet. "It might be."

The ancient halls went deeper and further, past more enemies than just draugr. Watched by an aghast Golldir and a dispassionate Doriselyn, Yngvar took a moment to harvest the spider's venom before they carried on.

Vals was waiting in the deepest chamber of Hillgrund's Tomb, where the legendary Thane Hillgrund had been interred a thousand years ago with his pet spider in a cute little terrarium. Scoffing at the notion that dead people should be allowed some time to relax, he (Vals) called forth all the draugr in the chamber.

The fight was on. Fearsome mummified warriors attacked our heroes from all sides while Vals pelted them with sorcerous blasts, but Yngvar, his blade dripping with hastily-applied spider venom, beat a path through the enemy hordes to face him.

Sword met staff in a desperate duel, but when Yngvar drank his potion of vigorous healing Vals knew he had met his match. His head thumped down onto the floor, and as one the draugr sheathed their weapons and settled back down in their tombs.

The day was won, but at a terrible cost. Doriselyn had leapt in front of an arrow to protect Golldir, and without any armour to stop it, the arrow had pierced his courageous heart. Yngvar and Golldir wept for Doriselyn as they stuffed him into an unoccupied tomb.

It was dark when they got back to the lobby. Golldir was happy for Yngvar to stay for the night, especially since he'd brought a bottle of Honningbrew mead, and Yngvar was happy to oblige. They drank beside the fire and slept six feet apart because, while they were both gay, they weren't each other's types.

There were some glimmers of light. Golldir had the family tomb back, even if it had cost him an aunt, and Yngvar had helped himself to a new sword. Although it was dented and probably thousands of years old, it held an edge as sharp as his steel blade which burned with deadly cold.

After sharing breakfast and saying goodbye, Yngvar set off back to Kynesgrove. He didn't know what he was going to tell Dotira; nor, he realised, was there much chance of her giving him a reward. You won some and you lost some as an adventurer.

Kynesgrove was much as Yngvar remembered it, probably because he'd only been gone for a day. However, while he was selling a bunch of ancient weaponry to Throk the smith, a courier ran up to Yngvar and handed him a letter.

"In the name of Jarl Ulfric?" Yngvar bit his lip. "They know I'm here. Well, time to dye my hair and put on a strong Colovian accent. Dotira! Dotira, I need to borrow some of your war paint...!"

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Best Digital Marketing Course in Dwarka 

Thanks to the ever-expanding business ecosystem, the acceleration towards digital methods sparks the requirement for skilled professionals. Thus making 2024 a best time to look for best digital marketing courses in Dwarka.

Whether you are a beginner looking to start a career or a professional seeking to advance your skills, these institutes will help you in upskilling your abilities. Thus, aiding you to be confident and have a career boost in this fast - growing digital world.

This blog will provide you insights about the Best 5 digital marketing courses in Dwarka. But first, let’s find out why it is important to learn digital marketing and enroll in one of those courses

Advantages of Learning a Digital Marketing Course

It ensures enhanced Career Opportunities: With the rapid shift towards Digital India, demand for professional digital marketers has increased drastically. That is why digital marketing skills are high in demand. Thus, a comprehensive digital marketing course can open doors to various roles such as digital marketing manager, SEO specialist, content marketer, and social media manager.

It provides benefit of Networking: These courses generally offer training by industry experts and thus provide opportunities to connect with industry professionals and peers. This can prove to be beneficial for career growth and job placement.

It results in Skill Upliftment: Majority courses offer practical learnings and knowledge, thus adding to one’s skill and resulting in skill upliftment.

It offers various Certifications: Many courses offer certification upon completion, which can help to enhance your resume and credibility in the job market. Also helps in boosting one’s confidence. 

It allows to have timely or Up- to-date Knowledge: These courses will help you stay updated with the latest trends, tools, and techniques as the digital marketing landscape is dynamic and constantly evolving.

List of Best 5 Digital Marketing Institutes in Dwarka

1. Digital Marketing Comprehensive Course (DMCC) by IIADM

Duration – 12 weeks

This comprehensive course offered by IIADM will provide you in-depth knowledge and learning about SEO, Website Designing, On Page Optimization, Off Page Optimization, Email Marketing, E Commerce, Freelancing, Affiliate Marketing, Social Media Marketing, Content Marketing and many other important features and tools.

The course also offers 21+ Globally valid Certificate with 200+ hours of in - house internship along with placement opportunities. Also, practical learning on live projects and training by industry experts makes it best to opt for.

IIADM – Indian Institute of Advanced Digital Marketing is a leading Digital Marketing Training and Service provider to Corporates and Education Institutions. IIADM provides a detailed overview of digital marketing and also explains Digital India Campaign and how it will be beneficial.

With 7+ years of experience in the business, IIADM has provided training to more than 4986 professionals and freshers. It has badged 380 google reviews of 4.8/5 stars ensuring that this is an institute one could trust.

IIADM also offers another digital marketing course that is Digital Marketing Master Training (DMMT) for 20 weeks along with various other IT courses.

2. Digital Marketing Course by IIDL

Duration - 4 months

The digital marketing course provided by IIDL is for 4 months which will provide expertise in Digital Marketing Overview, Website and Landing Page Creation, Content Writing, Social Media Optimization and Marketing, Professional Blogging and many more tools.

Along with live projects training, they also provide interview and soft skill training. Availability of internship opportunities and placement assistance. 

IIDL has been providing an excellent course curriculum for the past 5 years and nurtures well-rounded digital marketing professionals.The Digital Marketing Training Institute in Dwarka Mor, West Delhi provides industry standard training with more focus on practical learning. 

3. Masters in Digital Marketing by DIDM

Duration – 5 months

With 30+ Certifications and 100% placement assistance, this course offers learning important topics like E-Commerce, Social Media Marketing, SEO, Google Ads, Website Marketing and Optimization and many more.

Also provides 100% placement assistance and internship opportunities. Training by experienced industry experts. 

With over 12 years of experience in the industry, DIDM offers a diverse range of online marketing programs which are designed to cater to individuals with varying levels of expertise.It has positioned itself as a top-level institute in providing the services of internet marketing. 

The institute has badged great google ratings, that is above 4 stars for every location the branch of institute is situated. DIDM has branches in Dwarka, Kalkaji, Pitampura, Preet Vihar, Rajouri Garden, South Extension and South Campus.

DIDM also offers various other beneficial digital courses that will help one to uplift its skill and be confident in the vast growing internet world.

4.  Advanced Digital Marketing Course by Kings Digital Academy

Duration - 3 months

Under the course offered, that is Advanced Digital Marketing Course which is of 3 months duration, they provide training in specific areas of Digital Marketing like SEO, SEM, Google AdWords, and others. They also provide 100% placement assistance and paid internships after the course. 

They undertake hands-on approach and engage in working on live projects which in turn will elevate the learning and expertise.

King Digital Academy with their trained and working professionals provides expertise in various courses like Web Designing, Web Development and Digital Marketing along with industry training. 

They provide training by Google certified experienced trainers, doubt clearing sessions and assistance in interview preparations. 

5. Advanced Digital Marketing Course by MISD

Duration - 5 months

The Advanced Digital Marketing Course with duration of 5 months provided by MISD will train you and provide in-depth knowledge of Search Engine Marketing, Social Media Ads, Google Analytics, E-Commerce Setup & Marketing and many more. This course will train you in interview preparations and resume building.

They ensure assistance in placement, resume building and interview preparation. 100% practical training by best industry trainers.

MISD is the digital marketing institute that provides you learning and expertise in fields that trains you for a prosperous career which will prove to be advantageous in the booming field of Internet Marketing. The institute provides access to industry-relevant tools, technology and innovation, creating an optimal learning environment for you.

Importance of Digital Marketing 

Why should one have knowledge of digital marketing? What are the benefits of Digital Marketing?

It allows businesses to target specific demographics based on their interests, behaviour, and location.

Digital Marketing is generally considered as cost effective when it is compared to offline marketing. It helps in providing higher returns at lower cost.

It offers real-time tracking and analytics, enabling businesses to measure the effectiveness of their campaigns and make data-driven decisions.

Digital marketing has the power to reach a global audience. Thus, it breaks geographical barriers which was a problem that traditional marketing was facing.

Conclusion 

Digital marketing is a dynamic and ever-evolving field with immense career potential. All these courses will provide you immense knowledge and learning of various e-marketing techniques and components  like SEO, Email Marketing, Content Creation and Optimization, Google Ads and many other online marketing tools and techniques.

This will prove to be advantageous for career opportunities and skill enhancement. Also adding to one’s certification and networks. By choosing the right course based on your interests and career goals, you can gain valuable insights into digital marketing strategies, tools, and practices, ultimately paving the way for a successful career in the digital landscape.

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The Role of AI in Modern Food Delivery Scripts

In today’s fast-paced world, technology is reshaping industries, and the food delivery sector is no exception. As consumer expectations grow for faster, more efficient, and personalized services, artificial intelligence (AI) is playing a pivotal role in modern food delivery script. By leveraging AI, food delivery platforms are optimizing their operations, improving customer satisfaction, and boosting profitability. In this blog, we’ll explore how AI is revolutionizing food delivery scripts and the key benefits it offers.

1. AI-Powered Route Optimization

One of the most crucial aspects of any food delivery service is ensuring timely deliveries. AI enables food delivery script to optimize delivery routes by analyzing real-time traffic data, weather conditions, and driver availability. With intelligent route planning, delivery times are minimized, and resources are used more efficiently. This level of optimization not only enhances the customer experience but also helps delivery drivers save time and fuel.

With AI-integrated food delivery scripts, businesses can significantly reduce delays, ensuring that customers receive their orders hot and fresh. This approach has been a game-changer, particularly in large metropolitan areas where traffic congestion can lead to substantial delays without proper routing technology.

2. Enhancing Customer Personalization with AI

AI is also transforming the way food delivery apps interact with customers by offering personalized recommendations. Modern food delivery script can use machine learning algorithms to analyze past orders, browsing history, and preferences to suggest restaurants and dishes tailored to individual tastes.

This level of personalization not only improves customer satisfaction but also boosts sales, as users are more likely to order when recommendations align with their preferences. A well-designed food delivery script powered by AI can deliver a more engaging and seamless experience, making customers feel valued and understood.

3. AI Chatbots and Customer Support

Handling customer inquiries efficiently is vital for any food delivery platform. AI-powered chatbots are now integrated into food delivery script to provide 24/7 customer support. These chatbots can answer common questions about orders, delivery times, and menu options in real-time, reducing the need for human intervention.

AI chatbots can also escalate more complex issues to human agents when necessary, ensuring that customers receive the assistance they need without delay. This combination of AI and human support leads to a more efficient system that handles customer concerns quickly and effectively, further enhancing the overall experience.

4. Predictive Analytics for Demand Forecasting

AI plays a significant role in predicting customer demand in the food delivery industry. With predictive analytics, food delivery script can forecast busy periods, helping restaurants and delivery teams prepare in advance. By analyzing data such as time of day, day of the week, seasonal trends, and even local events, AI-powered systems can predict spikes in orders.

For example, on major holidays or during sports events, food delivery scripts can use AI to predict a surge in demand and allocate resources accordingly. This not only prevents delays but also ensures that restaurants and delivery drivers can handle increased demand without overwhelming their capacity.

5. Fraud Detection and Security

AI is also critical in identifying and preventing fraudulent activities within food delivery systems. By analyzing transaction data and customer behavior, AI can detect patterns that may indicate fraud, such as multiple failed payment attempts or unusual order locations.

Modern food delivery script utilize AI-driven fraud detection systems to ensure the safety and security of both customers and businesses. With the increasing number of online transactions in the food delivery sector, having AI-powered fraud prevention measures in place is essential for maintaining trust and credibility.

Conclusion:

AI is undeniably transforming the food delivery industry, and businesses looking to stay ahead must incorporate AI-powered solutions into their operations. A robust food delivery script with AI capabilities can drive efficiency, enhance customer experiences, and boost profitability.

When it comes to implementing a high-performance food delivery script, Bytesflow Technologies stands out as the best choice. As a leader in mobile app development company and web design company Bytesflow offers cutting-edge solutions tailored to meet your specific needs. With expertise in creating AI-driven food delivery scripts, they ensure seamless integration of the latest technologies to keep your business competitive in the fast-evolving food delivery landscape.

Bytesflow Technologies is more than just a development company; they are your strategic partner in digital transformation. Whether you need a customized food delivery script or a mobile app for your business, Bytesflow Technologies is the trusted name to help you achieve your goals. Their commitment to excellence and innovation makes them the top choice for businesses seeking the best in mobile app development and web design.

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FMP blog

08/07/2024

Today was my weekly meeting with Wayne where he made two points that I’m going to focus on this week.

The first was to focus on the lighting of the scene, making sure that I keep it interesting and avoiding the standard Unreal Engine scene lighting. Then in that same vein, he mentioned getting a different skybox to match the weather. So, I plan to get a skybox which has a moody sky with lots of clouds, but not one that’s at night, as I feel the lighting would be too dark.

Over the past week I’ve also found myself looking at the foliage around where I live. The weather by me has been very dry then very wet, causing the plants to grow large very fast, and as I’ve been driving round for various life reasons, I’ve found myself being inspired by how it looks and thinking about it for reference. Not just how the different types of plants grow around each other and their distribution, but also the whole scene, as the weather is exactly like what I’m imagining in the scene in unreal engine.

From there I did a bit more modelling. I made a decision to change the door into a square shape, as it is will be easier to work with, and matched the aesthetic better in my opinion. Like before I used the Boolean modifier to cut out a hole in the concrete.

I wanted to make it obvious that the doorframe was a sperate piece from the concrete wall instead of just having some heavy metal doors attached to concrete. I did an inset on the cube to sort out the doors and doorframe topology, then positioned everything how I wanted it.  

I also used the spin tool then mirror modifier to create the handle, however it took me a few tries with the spin tool before the handle looked good and had good topology.

I’ve also had a realisation of some good processes I’ve been doing these past few days.

I have been making the outside scene in the Unreal Engine level, and the process I have followed has been very by the book of using primary sources as inspiration for what I made in the scene instead of simply just placing plants everywhere with the brush. So, in that sense I’m quite proud of myself. That being said, am also annoyed with myself as I’ve had a bit of poor planning this past week, as I’ve lost a good amount of working time due to the 2024 Euro being on, then having a long shift at work the next day.

But overall, I am pleased with the work I have done this week. My next steps will be to finish modelling for the scene and from there get everything textured and into Unreal Engine to assemble it all, so I can finally work on the last scene I need to do.

References

Klootwijk, M., 2022. Big massive hermetic metal armored door of WW2 military bunker, the Netherlands. [Online] Available at: https://www.alamy.com/big-massive-hermetic-metal-armored-door-of-ww2-military-bunker-the-netherlands-image471945871.html [Accessed 8 July 2024].