#to adjust and adapt and learn that it can trust you and once it does it is the sweetest most loving cat on the face of the earth

[shannonsketches]

anyway i just constantly think about how bulma's dad has had a very successful habit of housing and rehabilitating stray animals all her life and it makes a lot of sense that she would know how to fearlessly and carefully handle something dangerous that is puffing up and hissing at her when it feels cornered

[eunxhan]

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❝ Who knew getting dominated by some human would feel this good? ❞

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Ꮺ Anon Requested ⨾ hihi! The req you wrote was so good! /pos

Hua cheng and xielian my beloved hehe. Anyways! I'm so happy that you're in WHB! Can i req dom top male reader with the kings? I'm a sucker for domtop reader with a harem and i really love your writing style. But if you don't write harem then just choose one is fine! /pos gen

Ꮺ Eun Replies ⨾ Hello, Thank you i did my best with the requests ^^! This took me more than a couple of errors, I'm not used to writing NSFW as i easily get flustered by some.. I'll be making multiple parts of this because i quite enjoyed this. This took me the longest but i hope you do enjoy my work.

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Ꮺ Disclaimer — THIS IS NSFW, if you're underage i would recommend to stop reading if not then I'm not responsible for what you consume. English is not my main!

Reader & Genre ⨾ TOP!DOM!MALE!reader,

Words used ⨾ 11, 100+

Character ⨾ SATAN, MAMMON.

Links ⨾ My Navigation and Mandates

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He would likely be somewhat surprised and taken aback by a dominant male top. He's the King of Gehenna, he wouldn't accept this– oh he would.

Satan has been portrayed to be a very dominant and controlling person, so having someone else suddenly take the lead and control the situation would probably be quite unnerving for him.

Satan would likely try to put up a bit of a fight and push back against the Male but would likely find himself feeling a little overwhelmed and overwhelmed by the new dynamic. Both Men would fight over who's top and who's bottom. Actual wrestling on the bed.

Him being a very dominant and controlling figure, would likely be accustomed to always having the upper edge in conversations and interactions with others.

When presented with a dominant and controlling Lover, whom also has the means and power to physically overpower him, Satan's confidence and arrogance may suddenly start to waver and be shaken.

Satan would likely try to maintain his composure and act as if he's still in control and everything is fine. However, after hours of convincing and reassurance, Satan would likely come to accept the dominance of the reader, though it would probably take some time for him to fully adjust to it.

Satan's pride and ego would likely get the better of him at first, making him reluctant to surrender control to you, but once he does adapt and surrender control, he would likely learn to enjoy and appreciate the new dynamic. Starting to become more vulnerable and submissive towards the dominant man, as he would begin to develop more trust and affection towards him.

Satan would feel somewhat embarrassed and shy when faced with the dominance and boldness of you. He'll be slightly taken aback by the reader's confidence and assertiveness, which would likely make him feel out of his comfort zone.

However, Satan would secretly feel giddy and excited by your aggressive control and dominance. Teasing the dominant man as if his back is not gonna get broken, please shut him up or... Be the reason why he's crying loud.

He's very eager to let go of his dominance and submit to you. He would likely give in to your dominance and allow you to take the lead, following your instructions and requests. Satan also take pleasure in being handled and used however you prefers, and would likely have no objections to being submissive and compliant to your dominance.

Kiss his confidence points which is his shoulders and arm muscles, you would feel him clenching on your length alongside hearing his soft whimper against your ear. If you happen to have heavy hands, slap him. Slap him as hard as you can and he's releasing all over the bed and on your stomach.

His eyes will be open, not wanting them to close as he wants to see your reactions and how you create your sounds. He likes seeing how pleased you are with him and his body. Keep your face close to him, if not he would cling his arms around your neck in keeping you close.

Feeling the way your hips moving harshly, creating loud and wet noises by both of your skins slapping each other, This man would be aroused and slightly surprised. Hearing how loud and abrupt the movements are, he was in heaven.. Well how you treat him feels like it.

He would likely feel a mix of pleasure and excitement, and would probably feel like doing more than just remaining still, such as moving his own hips to meet the movements of yours or grabbing your hips and assisting in your movements.

If you were to degrade and humiliate him, he would reply with louder moans and whimpers. Sometimes he would tease you back, denying your words but the way he's being a cock whore for you says the opposite.

"You're so much better when you're submissive and compliant." You whispered against his ear as you hold both of the King's horns harshly to keep the man in place. As much as Satan wants to reply he's struggling too much with the force of your movements and the pain of the slaps to reply properly. Satan would likely also feel reluctant to admit to himself that it feels good to give in to the dominance and be handled by the reader. "The way you obediently follow my commands and give in to my dominance is so hot." you groaned before slapping his ass, making Satan shiver under you. He couldn't even form his words as if he's speaking in gibberish. "Your pride and arrogance hold you back from experiencing even more pleasure." You continued degrading him, letting go of his horns and sneaking your arms around his torso. "Let go of them and let me take control of you, baby?" your voice wavering as you feel your end, your hips shaking the same way as Satan's. "'M..'M close! [_] close! Please! Keep using my body!" he pleaded, which you agreed to his plea. You always love cumming together, a few thrusts and both of you are letting out a moan as you cum inside and Satan on the sheets before falling. Being inside in a second before pulling out, watching it drip out of him.

"No one could dominate you as good as me, so why not just submit to me and enjoy being handled by a superior dominant top?" You teased, chuckling as you look at him. Completely destroyed, his hair a mess, his whole body filled with marks and bruises, the way the demon is shaking. Oh he would ask for another round even if he's completely beaten up.

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Mammon would likely be taken aback a little bit by the dominance and assertiveness of yours.

Mammon would likely feel quite embarrassed and flustered being in such a submissive position, as it is not something he is used to in his usual role in the group. He wouldn't say no, he would gladly agree to it. As long as he's feeling you all over, that's enough for him.

If you happen to prepare Mammon, he would likely feel some level of excitement and anticipation, especially if you were touching him. He's bigger in figure and taller than you, unless you're a titan. Of course his back is laying on the bed, seeing your face. Let him keep his hands on your ass, he likes it and he's been doing good.

You touching him in a way that he found pleasurable and was preparing him, Mammon would likely feel more relaxed and comfortable with the dominance of the Man. However, even if Mammon was being prepared and touched by his lover.

In bed, Mammon would likely be responsive and obedient to your instructions. He would likely let you take control and guide his movements in bed.

Mammon's usual dominating and commanding personality would likely take a backseat, allowing you to take charge. He would likely take delight in giving in to you and experiencing the pleasure of a dominant top's control.

As he's not much of a vocal man but you'll hear his groans and whines, the way his head rolls back is enough to know that he's enjoying you.

You could tie Mammon's hands and feet together in order to make him even more submissive and pliable. Of course it'll be gold, it makes him even more prettier for you. He loves feeling pretty for you.

You could tie him down and blindfolded him, taking control of his senses and heightening the feelings of dominance and submission. Lick his horns and he would come in a second, lick his nipples and he's moaning your name.

Use verbal commands to direct Mammon's movements during bed. He's so obedient for you, sometimes teasing you just to get a chuckle from you. Push and pull him into different positions, he likes being surprised especially blindfolded.

Touch and caress him, praise him by calling him a good boy. He's whimpering for you, he likes being touched and praised. Hold hands is a must every time you both feel like coming, you'll see him pouting after if you didn't.

When you kept praising Mammon while both their hips continued to move harshly, Mammon would likely feel an overwhelming mix of pleasure and embarassment. Enjoying the feeling of your praise and compliments. It would make him feel desired and valued, and boost his confidence and ego. On the other hand, he would feel embarrassed and shy about the fact that you kept calling him a "submissive puppy" and calling out his submissive behavior in bed.

Kissing and caressing Mammon while using your hands to hold Mammon's neck and face, forcing Mammon to look at you while you praise and encourage him.

" You're such a good boy, aren't you? Taking all these thrusts like a good boy that you are. " You grunted as your hands on his demon's inner thighs, forcing them to spread wide open. Watching Mammon's dick bounce as well as his thighs jiggle each thrust, "your.. Good boy" he mumbled along the way with his soft whines, trying to open his legs more to feel his Top. You above him chuckled, liking how obedient his submissive demon is. " You're such an obedient and compliant boy. " He replied back, one of your hand squeezing Mammon's tits. " Just keep following my commands and let me use your body however I like. " The demon moaned on your words, he loved hearing your voice. His hand goes on top of the yours which was on his tits, his eyes glistening as he pulls your hand to caress his cheek."Treasure.." he whined softly, hinting that he want you close which you did lean closer to kiss him. "c..cumming" he muffled between your lips, "come for me, baby" You ordered, moving your hand on his intertwined. Your hips moves drastically which made him cry out, his back arching before both of you released your essences. The demon wrapped his legs around your waist, not wanting you to pull out yet. "I want you inside longer.." he demanded, he likes feeling you inside. He can go hours or days even, you give him a peck kiss on the cheek as you listen to him.

Looking at him, he was drenched with sweat, saliva, and cum. His thighs were shaking a bit from how long they stretched for. You guys would be fighting over who's doing aftercare, he loves taking care of you and you being a gentleman would insist into taking care of him.

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[howlsofbloodhounds]

"dead dove with color and killer"

killer's happy ending... derailed? 🥺😢😭

[cw: mention of abuse, abuse apologia]

honestly that feels plausible. killer's perception of what a functional friendship must be so messed up from his experience with chara and nightmare. he thinks a relationship is between a controller and a controlled. i imagine killer imagines his relationship with color as the first time he willingly submits to the role of being controlled. because he trusts color to handle him with care, to have his best interests at heart, to reform him into a good person.

but sometimes, there's this insidious little urge in killer to usurp color, just like he has with chara and nightmare before. but no, it's not for bad reasons this time - this time, it's for the other person's wellbeing. he has good intentions. he needs - he wants - to protect color from all the bad things that color finds himself in. what good is being someone's tool if your owner can't use you properly?

Cw: abuse, dead dove do not eat, and also yandere type of shit and blood and violence in the edit/audio

Just in time for me to have came across this audio and edit lmao.

But yeah you get it!! This fucker lives and breathes in his trauma that totally isnt trauma if you asked him.

and like. i can picture him trying to teach color how he feels is the proper way to use him. provoking color is snapping and yelling at him, praising him and thanking him whenever color does something to punish him for “acting out” and “disobeying.”

its like a reverse of color reforming killer. where killer is trying to teach and reform color into being someone he’s not because he thinks itll keep color safe. come on, say something harsh and demeaning. break my arm, shove me into the walls, show me my place.

and like..he gets unbelievably confused and irritated when color doesn’t or attempts to be kind to him. he hasnt does anything to earn that, unless it is part of colors game. (In which case he’d kiss colors feet cause yes he’s learning!)

and like whenever killer lashes out or hurts color he always does it from what he believes is a place of devotion and care. color wont take the rest, he keeps trying to help people who use him, he keeps being hurt by the world because he doesnt understand how it works. its ok, killer will teach him. he will break colors legs if that means the man will finally allow himself to rest, and he cant go out where someone can once again try to hurt him.

and he’s never “needlessly”—in his definition—cruel. he always apologizes so sincerely for causing color any pain and always does his best to take care of him and never ever ever denies color what he needs or whatever he wants (except if that’s to leave killer, or to help fools who are using him damnit.) he never plays any games with colors food and drink and baths and clothes and bed.

and it only lets up when color is forced to adapt. stop trying to give killer any say over anything or control, command him to do what you want. make him do what you want. if you want to give him kindness and he attempts to argue back, sharply remind him that you make the rules here, not him.

and like..killer is sickeningly pleased when color adapts. proud of color even.

and color..he feels sick. color cant help but wonder if he should’ve helped killer at all. or if this is the only way he can help him; by making “proper” use of him, even if color must use his authority to..adjust the rules a bit.

and like..imagine after color is forced to punish killer..he like. breaks down. starts sobbing and crying and shaking and like killer, bloody broken mangled killer, is smiling and crawls in his lap and hugs him. wipes away all his tears and heaps endless praise on him.

..aw man this timeline makes me unbelievably sad.

[linoguy]

this is a post for me n the dance nerds everyone else leave

This is what I mean by technique becomes ingrained into you after so many years of dancing w proper technique. The progression of the dance only by his feet:

he starts with a very classic dance stance, the first position for those who aren’t doing ballet. Despite that, it’s maybe even a little too classic for the type of dance this is

I can’t show the more involved dance moves that look more like moonwalking etc between this and the first pic but just trust that that’s aligned w technique too. But he goes from starting in that first stance to a perfect parallel without even thinking about it. Your feet don’t naturally do that, if he was untrained his feet would turn outwards or a little more in, depending on how your hips lie. But

he does it later on in the video again which means that it wasn’t accidental. this is how technique works. It’s not just learning it mentally, it’s about adapting it every single time you dance to the point where you can’t dance any other way.

So then he goes from parallel to

an almost perfect 2nd position. These terms come from ballet and what they’re doing is not ballet so it doesn’t matter if it’s perfect but the fact that he can go from a rigid and perfect parallel 6th position to an almost perfect 2nd position without looking means it’s, once again, ingrained into how he understands dance. Because as much as your body becomes used to it, when you dance you’re constantly having to adjust little parts of your body. Always thinking “toe the curl in, point the toe, back straight, where are my hips, what’s my arm doing” but those thoughts become less loud over time because it becomes subconscious.

And that’s where lee know is at because

He returns right back to this imperfect first position that I also learned as first position bc again, we’re not doing ballet

[liulans]

— devotum / wangxian one-shot au 🔞

rating: E / w/c: 3.9k

top!wwx/bottom!lwj 🥰

ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/51203923

easy read thread below (please be aware that this is p much just smut hhhh) ⬇️

Resentful energy is a fickle, fickle thing.

Wei Wuxian has it controlled, or so he says, down to a tee, and Lan Wangji— all he can do is trust. To love unconditionally, the way he always has, and offer up everything he has to give. To take on the burden, however he can.

Sometimes, that means giving Wei Wuxian a place to rest, behind a glacial wall of yang, diligently written to protect him with his life. Lan Wangji has adapted to this routine well enough; learned to stifle a lifetime's worth of orthodoxy and order. He's learned that the wicked ways are not necessarily wicked in intent.

'Come back to Gusu with me,' Lan Wangji had said, a few weeks ago now. A few weeks in shared solitude that have flown by. 'Resentful energy will harm you.' And he'd had to compromise, as long as he could keep Wei Wuxian safe, away from the sharp blades of the land's greatest clans.

But Wei Wuxian has killed people, cultivators, in their thousands, in the heart of the darkness of his own making. And yet, here he is, tucked far away in hiding, rattled awake by the mercilessness of his darkest nightmares. Lan Wangji has needed to adjust to this, too, because standing by Wei Wuxian's side makes him an accomplice by proxy. And that much is fine. It is fine. But he is not immortal.

Neither is Wei Wuxian. He carries himself like a trailblazer, granted — staunch, upright, indignant. Only here, for their eyes only, does the fear begin to trickle through the cracks.

Sometimes, Wei Wuxian craves. He craves validation and closeness. He asks to be soothed; to be spoken to, just like old times. Lan Wangji will not revert back to old times; he won't arbitrate Wei Wuxian's choices.

He won't back away. Not again.

Sometimes, Wei Wuxian refuses to curl up come night time, alone and cold against the rocks. He'd refused Lan Wangji's offer to take the hard ground, because of course he had. He is good. So good. There, he'd always wake up wrapped up in Lan Wangji's robes, still smattered with blood, red on white. And he'd always come up with some excuse—something about how he must have gotten cold and grabbed the closest thing.

Lan Wangji was always the one tucking him in, trying to keep him warm from the cruel cold of the world.

Most nights these days, he winds up curled up in the blankets, atop the bale of hay Lan Wangji had bartered for in a nearby village with the few coins left to his name, under the disguise of a dark grey cloak and a red rope belt. Not at all subtle; knowingly rumoured as a 'disciple of the feared Yiling Laozu'. In bed under their shared blanket, Wei Wuxian always ends up trembling next to him, clutching tight and begging for the voices to stop. It is unwavering, unrelenting with each passing rise and fall of the moon. His eyes have long grown dark, his hair disorderly, and his blood red ribbon askew where it hangs against his back.

Lan Wangji's mind is a mere shell of what it once was, his heart taking precedence here. And his heart is sombre; his resolve, diminished.

Sometimes, Wei Wuxian shakes, red raw with an itch for something more; all that resentful energy, and nowhere to put it. Spiritual yang pointed directly into the meridians does wonders for soothing that itch, much like an aloe balm, but even Lan Wangji grows tired sometimes. He has enough spiritual energy for the both of them, but the price he pays for that is doubled. And the yin will always come flooding back. Such is the natural order of things.

That is how they had wound up toppling into bed together, a tangle of limbs and a desperate mess of reassuring kisses, that first time. Lan Wangji can put up a good fight, can school himself into something almost as unremitting as he once was, equally stubborn as he is devoted, but for this— he's weak for this. His devotion to Wei Wuxian is unbreakable, it might as well be written in stone.

"The righteous, perfect Hanguang Jun. Hanguang Jun, the most peerless man in all of these lands," Wei Wuxian says, courtesy dripping like sweet poison from his tongue. Somewhere beneath the darkness of his red-rimmed eyes is that same arrogance, that same integrity he'd thrived with when they were teens. "Lan Wangji, you do things to me. Terrible, amazing things. Do you even know? Do you know?"

Lan Wangji knows. He knows well. And he takes it, obliged and without complaint, because he feels it, too. He feels cruel for it, stealing like this, but resentful energy is a fickle, fickle thing, and Lan Wangji is not selfless. Not at all.

He's sprawled out, his robes drawn open and splayed out around his sides. The hay bale is scratchy against his back, and his thighs are trembling, muscles pulling taut, following the path of Wei Wuxian's deft fingers. He's hard, his cock straining on end against his stomach. There's a thick plume of black hanging in the air around them, there are whispers of the undead, telling Lan Wangji to take and take and take and take.

'Selfish', 'dishonourable', 'greedy Lan Wangji'.

Wei Wuxian is kneeling against the folded edge of Lan Wangji's outer robe, chaos against order. His eyes are wild, his face frantic. He claws at Lan Wangji like he can't possibly touch him enough — kisses him like he can't believe he's there. And yet.

"I," Lan Wangji breathes, cupping the back of Wei Wuxian's hand, pressing it to the hot curve of his pelvis. Wei Wuxian allows it. He always does. "I wish for you to show me. Wei Ying."

Somewhere along the way, they'd gotten hooked. Somewhere before that, Wei Wuxian had begun to look at him a certain way. He'd allowed Lan Wangji to kiss him back to sleep, to pick out the knots in his hair. He never retreated whenever Lan Wangji had allowed himself the audacity to lay bare like this.

"You're too good," says Wei Wuxian, right as he gropes over the thick line of Lan Wangji’s cock. His fingers are gentle, but purposeful. Ghosting, but diligent. Ever full of contradictions.

Lan Wangji doesn't think he's particularly very good. He knows what he's doing here, what he's allowing in Wei Wuxian's moment of need. But he makes a low sound in the back of his throat, thighs spread wide. When he catches himself in the reflection of Wei Wuxian's eyes, he looks devilish there.

"I can see it in your face, Lan Zhan. You don't see yourself the way I do. You gonna be good for me? You gonna let me do all these terrible things to you again?" He lowers his voice, free hand reaching up, a testing finger dipping beneath Lan Wangji's forehead ribbon. "You always let me. You must really fear me, hm?"

No, Lan Wangji wants to say. It's a test, and they both know it – they've endured too much together for this to mean nothing to either of them, surely. But instead, he holds Wei Wuxian's hand flush against his groin, and allows himself the opportunity to grind his hips, painstakingly slow against the palm of a cold hand.

Wei Wuxian has been edging him on and off for the better part of the afternoon, his itch for it utterly unbearable. It had begun careless and casual, right up until that black fog began to swarm. Lan Wangji, out of sheer habit, had voluntarily laid himself across the makeshift bed and had opened himself up, three fingers deep and completely devoid of shame, in Wei Wuxian's line of sight.

"I want you," he says instead. He says that a lot recently, because it quells his own urge to say something far less inconspicuous. Wei Wuxian allows his hand to be coaxed downwards, where the slick of remedial salve is still warm between his thighs, precisely where he's open and eager. "You know that. Wei Ying."

"You wanna come, hm? You wanna come that bad? You did all the hard work for me, you could've finished yourself off, you know. I couldn't have stopped you. I couldn't even stop my Hanguang Jun from following me into the dark."

"You first," Lan Wangji says stiffly, pausing their hands there. Wei Wuxian is hard beneath his inner robe—Lan Wangji can see the outline of his cock twitching helplessly through delicate silk, the smear of precome, dark against red. It's stark, but overshadowed by a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Wei Ying first. As many times as he needs."

Distantly, in the depth of this barren cave, he can feel the pang of turmoil of his own. The hush whispers of the undead reminding him that the two of them could raise hell together, like this. That they could lose control together, if they so wanted. That if he keeps this up, they both just might. It would be an honourable death, Lan Wangji pacifies himself: to die for the man he loves.

"See? Too good." Absent-mindedly, Wei Wuxian strokes the tips of his fingers over Lan Wangji's hole, allowing his forefinger and middle finger to slip inside, testing. Teasing. Lan Wangji's eyes flutter shut. "What would your clan think, Lan Zhan. That I've ruined you, too? You know I have a hard time resisting you. You know that, don't you?"

"Mn," Lan Zhan says, because he does know. He knows. He knows that the moment he cracks, Wei Wuxian will be ruthless, wound-up and unable to stop. He'll break it up with soft kisses, warm enough to shatter the coldest hearts, and Lan Zhan will, in fact, be left truly ruined.

He'll also find himself host to any stray remnants of that resentful energy. Whatever Wei Wuxian gives. It'll weave itself around his qi, rattling him to his core, and the weight on Wei Wuxian's shoulder will be - unbeknownst to him - a little easier to bear for a while.

"And if you ever decide to leave me," he continues, slipping his hand into his inner robe and allowing it to part free. Lan Wangji blinks up at the sound of fabric pooling upon the ground, and those nefarious whispers grow loud again. He's wanted this for so long. He has it now - once in a blue moon. He knows the taste of Wei Wuxian's mouth, his cock— the way it curves, and the way it fits just right. "At least I can exist, knowing I've seen you like this. I can be happy, knowing that the crooked Yiling Laozu was good enough to have had Hanguang Jun for at least a little while. That in spite of your few words, I've heard you, like— this."

Before Lan Wangji has the opportunity to get a word in edgeways, to foolishly give away the deepest corners of his heart, Wei Wuxian fucks into him in one swift thrust. Lan Wangji growls, the air stolen from his lungs.

It doesn't take much to work up into a rhythm, brutal as it is. They know each other well enough by now. It goes like this: Lan Wangji knocking his head back, gritting his teeth through the pleasure, thrumming with the pain. He can ignore the resentful energy a little bit better like this, even while Wei Wuxian is desperately grinding it back into him.

Lan Wangji's core is strong enough to take it. It will have to be.

"Gods, Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian babbles—he always does. And Lan Wangji hangs onto his every word. "You feel so fucking good. Fuck. You're good for me, hm? Just for me?"

Lan Wangji will always lose himself to it, giving in to sensation. The dark energy has him by the throat, but Wei Wuxian looks at him with such wonder, light behind those tired eyes. "Yes—just. Ah, just for Wei Ying."

"Tell me," Wei Wuxian says, punctuating it with a particularly hard thrust that jostles him. It scatters the hay underneath them, the weight of them sinking into it. The ground is cold beneath, but Lan Wangji is coated in a warm sheen of sweat, and if he's scraped or grazed— well, he will not notice. "Tell me, who you are, who I am."

Lan Wangji recognises this, too. He's come to expect it — the unrestrained, unrelenting descent into all that dark energy. It's routine by now, and who is Lan Wangji if he isn't living to please and serve? "I am— your Hanguang Jun," he says, throwing a leg around Wei Wuxian's waist. He's practically delirious with it. "I belong only to you, Yiling Laozu."

"Fuck, Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan, you do. Turn, turn over— Actually, no wait, I want to look at you."

Lan Wangji is delirious with this too. It's simple for them to fall in and out of these meticulously crafted characters they've accepted for themselves. Every time, however, the Wei Wuxian he's always known will sneak back in, and Lan Wangji has to ignore the twinge of guilt that he's taking advantage of his vulnerability here.

So he flips them, strong like steel, if a little shaky, and kisses Wei Wuxian down to the floor, deep and feverish. These stolen kisses each have little messages. This one means 'I am ever devoted to you'. Maybe also 'I will never leave your side', if he's feeling bold enough. Lan Wangji's hand acts as a cushion between Wei Wuxian's head and the ground, his hips working into a shameless grind, a frantic back and forth.

"Wei Ying." He bites, a secret swell of pride for leaving behind his mark - a claim in the form of lips bitten red. "Yiling Laozu, use me."

This is the part where Wei Wuxian will grasp onto his hips, and have his merry way, but he's staring up at Lan Wangji, something fierce. His gaze is scattered, skirting over the lines of Lan Wangji's body, the way his cock bounces so brazenly between them, untouched and throbbing with desire.

Lan Wangji won't come untouched. Not unless Wei Wuxian does first.

"Yes," Wei Wuxian's voice is low, dark. Lan Wangji knows when he's inching closer. He knows that face so well now, after all these years. He knows when he's happy, when he's frantic. And now, he can add pleasure to that list. "Yes, Hanguang Jun. I won't—I won't let you go," he says, between sharp inhales. "I'll—I'll keep you here. Everyone else— they can say that I've got - fuck - a pretty little plaything."

Well, that one goes straight to Lan Wangji's cock. His hips falter, stuttering on a harsh thrust up. Wei Wuxian knows—he always knows how to do him well.

"Little do they know," he continues, mouth pressed against Lan Wangji's shoulder. His breath is hot, his body wracked over with uncontrollable trembles. "Little do they know, you ask for it. My pretty little plaything likes this too—a-ah, Lan Zhan, I'm— fuck. I'm gonna—"

"Fill me." Lan Wangji is slack, and the Yiling Laozu takes him; grabs at his hips, his feet planted firmly against the ground, and fucks him. "Wei Ying, do it—"

When Wei Wuxian comes, Lan Wangji feels everything. Everything, all at once, like a thunderclap echoing in the silent sky. And Lan Wangji sinks his weight into it, working them through it until Wei Wuxian is writhing and breathless.

He does not move after, sated and filled to the brim, his hips bleeding red with the scratches.

And when Wei Wuxian sinks back, slack against the ground, writhing with it— when Lan Wangji sways forward to kiss him, there's nothing but sheer care there. Lan Wangji kisses, and kisses, in spite of the throbbing ache between his thighs, his hips moving idly - disjointed back and forths. He can feel all that resentful energy swirling around inside him, and he takes it all without complaint.

His eyes must darken with it, because Wei Wuxian is staring at him, scrutinising him closely, as though he's searching for something.

If he notices anything this time, he isn't given the opportunity to voice it. He's always insatiable like this, Lan Wangji knows it well enough. And so he moves, batting Wei Wuxian's hand away where it's crawling up towards his neglected cock.

"No," he says, and he doesn't miss the wild fervour in Wei Wuxian's face. "As many times as Wei Ying needs. However he needs it."

"Aiyo, Lan Zhan." There are hands clutching at Lan Wangji's waist, grounding him from the swell of devious voices threatening to break him down. Lan Wangji vaguely wonders if Wei Wuxian knows what he's doing here, the scope of the consequences. "You can't say things like that. I'm greedy enough already."

"Be greedy."

It all becomes a messily orchestrated scramble. Lan Wangji moves, unfortunately, just to rearrange himself. His knees pressed flush against unforgiving rock, his hands firmly rooted in place; his spine curved and his ass presented shamelessly.

Wei Wuxian is impervious to do anything but take.

And take, he does.

The second time is all heat, fiery passion. Filthy, in the way the slick of passion-fueled spend is fucked right back into him. Wei Wuxian's cock fills out again without much effort on his part, and Lan Wangji greedily takes the brunt of it. That thick plume of black is orbiting his hands where they're planted firmly against the ground, tearing away the inner resolve Lan Wangji has meticulously built for himself over the years. Years of meditation, fruitless, broken down by fleeting moments like these.

"Do not treat me like glass," he hisses, when he feels Wei Wuxian's hips falter. "I will not break."

"You won't break," Wei Wuxian repeats, one hand holding on to Lan Wangji's hip, the other curled into his hair, their parted lips lingering, phantom touches in midair. "Lan er gege, who knew, hm? Fuck—you feel so good. Who knew you'd be like this."

I am utterly devoted to you, Lan Wangji could say, but doesn't. Instead, he's a vessel for all of those resentful whispers, muffled out by the obscene sound of heavy breathing and skin against skin. "You know." He says instead, his abdomen pulled taut in effort to keep himself upright. "You know this. Only you will know."

"Don't worry." Wei Wuxian bites down on Lan Wangji’s bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth, and Lan Wangji nearly collapses right there. "I— I'm not sharing this. Not while I have it."

Lan Wangji, despite himself, meets Wei Wuxian's thrusts. He must look shameless right now, spread open, his knees scuffed and bruising. He's selfish, he realises. He voices it, his self-control a guqin string pulled too taut, snapping easily with a low ping. "Yours," he grits. "Yours. Steal me. Use me. Wei Ying."

"Yeah," Wei Wuxian agrees, voice more breath than sound. He leans down and sinks his teeth into Lan Wangji's shoulder, piercing skin, muffling his grunts of effort. "Yeah, mine."

When Wei Wuxian comes again, it's with a half-stifled shout, red light shooting into the tunnel of the cave before fading dark. His body is wracked over with uncontrollable shakes, and Lan Wangji is deaf to anything but the two of them, the resentful spirits acting as witness.

You'd kill anyone for him, wouldn't you? You'd murder them in cold blood. You are powerful, you could wipe out entire sects.

Lan Wangji breathes out, shuddering with it. Wei Wuxian is whimpering, mouthing wetly against Lan Wangji's shoulder, their bodies flush, every inch attached.

"Please," he says. He doesn't even know what he's pleading for, really. His body is spent, his mind fogged over. "Wei Ying, please."

"I've got you," Wei Wuxian soothes, presses it into the crook of Lan Wangji’s neck. Lan Wangji twists to meet his lips, messy and not at all lacking in saliva, and even that is a plea. "I've got you, my dearest."

The way Wei Wuxian handles him is too careful — too, too kind. He treats him as though Lan Wangji is something precious, and there's something unspoken there. He lowers Lan Wangji down, back against the ground, against the smatterings of hay. Lan Wangji is vaguely aware that they're sleeping on the ground tonight; distantly reminds himself that he will need to return to the village tomorrow. But that will be tomorrow's problem.

Wei Wuxian manoeuvres Lan Wangji's legs, kisses a stripe along the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. He rests his cheek there, then, gaze full of wonder as he curls his fingers around the girth of Lan Wangji's cock.

"Next time," he says, lazily stroking. Lan Wangji's balls are pulled taut, and he's so, so sensitive. Wei Wuxian smiles, and this time, his eyes scrunch up into delighted little crescents with it. "I want you to do me, like I do you. You're such a mess, Lan Zhan. You're so beautiful. I want to know what it feels like."

All Lan Wangji can do, really, is groan in response. His autonomy - his well trained control over his body - is completely shattered. He twitches, and reaches out, fingers slipping into Wei Wuxian's free hand, his heart thumping away frantically in his chest.

He would—he would kill anybody for him. He would do it all. Wei Wuxian could ask him to tear out his heart and present it to him on a golden platter; he could ask Lan Wangji to set the world ablaze, to give them a space to tangle up together, perched upon a bloody throne. He would.

The rise before the fall is beautiful. It doesn't take much for him, not with those fingers playing him like an instrument, drawing music from him, before Lan Wangji is swearing out into the open, desensitised to the swirls of black engulfing the air around them. He falls with a husky gasp, Wei Ying's name hanging heavy in the air, thick ropes of come spread across his stomach, coating Wei Wuxian's hand.

"Fuck," says Wei Wuxian, kissing the jut of Lan Wangji's hipbone, his ribs, the divet of his chest. "I can't get over it, you like this. You always gave me the cold shoulder, and now you're hiding me away, turning yourself into something that could actually be mine if—." The unspoken 'if I was truly good enough' is deafening. He's said it before. The war had left him a wanted man, told of his crimes from every which direction. So undoubtedly, he'll say it again.

Lan Wangji is buzzing. He'll tell him someday. Correct him. Tell him about everything, perhaps, if his resolve should crumble further. Maybe he will set the world on fire for him. He wonders absently if that would be enough.

"Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian is crawling upwards now, ready to collapse sloppily across Lan Wangji's chest. They never did the whole cuddling after sex thing until just recently. Whether it was too real for them, too much back then, the two of them seem to be toeing a dangerous line now; stolen glances that last too long, and mouths finding one another in the night.

His eyes seem to find something in Lan Wangji, seem to recognise something there, and he manages to squeeze in a soft kiss before his body gives out. "You're good, you are so good. I— thank you. Are you okay? Want me to talk you through the comedown?"

And Lan Wangji can't really do much else other than huff out a soft laugh, because he is okay. They talk about normal things, fingers idly explorative, and he is good. Utterly devoted to the chaos that has made its bed, nestling itself neatly beside the order in him.

[creative-mind-write]

Return to Me Pt. 2

A group of us gather at the shallow end of the ocean. Ao’nung makes chirping and clicking sounds. A few ilu come and swim around him in response. They look like very sweet creatures, unlike ikrans. “These are ilu,” he says looking at each one of us. “If you want to live here, you must learn to ride.

Lo’ak is the first to mount the creature. Tsireya checks his position and gives a few tips before sending him off. But once underwater the ilu moved too fast and sent Lo’ak flying off. Everyone was laughing including the ilu that came back just to splash at him before swimming off again.

“Ok forest girl.” Ao’nung says guiding a ilu next to me. “Your turn.”

“I think I’ll let Tsireya show me.” I say turning my back him.

“What, you don’t trust me?” he pouts mockingly. “I didn’t know forest warriors were such cowards.”

“I’m not a coward.” I growl hopping onto the creature. “Tell me what to do, sea creature.”

“First you must make the bond gently, then hold on tight.” he instructs, holding the ilu’s queue to me so I can make the bond.

“Start out slow and then build speed. If you go too fast you’ll bite it like your brother did.”

“Got it.” I nod, determined.

He walks around me, checking my posture. He does have to adjust my posture before sending me off. I do a few laps under the water before circling back to the group.

“Woo hoo!” I yell, pumping a fist in the air. “I told you I wasn’t a coward, Sea Creature!”

“Hell yea sis!” Lo’ak cheers. “Give me five!”

“I knew that if I could tame an ikran I could tame a sweet little ilu.” I smirk.

She didn’t like that. After I finished my sentence, the ilu flipped me off her back and into the ocean. Everyone started to laugh, including me. I know war is looming over us, but it feels amazing to be a kid for once.

“I’m impressed, forest girl,” he comments with a smirk, helping up.

“Ilu’s are very sweet but a little petty.”

“I know that now.” I smile softly. Suddenly, Lo’ak gets in front of me, breaking us apart.

“Back off my sister, fish lips.” Lo’ak growls.

“Chill Lo,” I say, giving Lo’ak a noogie. “Let him praise my awesomeness.”

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We’ve been in Awa’altu for about two weeks. Everyone is improving rapidly. Now we can keep up with the other kids and hold our breath just as long. Since we got our chores done early, Neteyam and I go for an ilu ride.

“So what did you want to show me?” Neteyam asks.

“Sassy and I have learned some new tricks.” I grin. “I thought that you’d like the honor of being the first to see them.

“I’ll patch up your boo-boos when you fail.” he laughs.

“We’ll show you.” I told him. “Ready Sassy?”

She makes a clicking sound which I take as agreement. I take a deep breath and we dive deep under the water then swim back to the top at top speed. When we break the surface we go a few feet in the air, I go no hands for a few seconds then grab back on when we dive back in. Next we swim a good distance away then turn around and head back to where Neteyam is. When we resurface this time we go a flip over Neteyam, who looks shocked and impressed.

“Close your mouth Yamyam,” I laugh, coming back to his side. “You’re going to catch bugs.”

“How did you learn that?” he questions. “We haven’t been here that long.”

“You know I like to do tricks.” I shrug. “I found out so does this little fella.”

“I bet I can do it too.” Neteyam challenges..

“It’s ok to be the lame twin bro.” I playfully frown and put a hand on his shoulder. “I can be cool for the both of us.

“You’re not-” Neteyam stops mid-sentence..

“What?” I laugh. “Thanator got your tongue?”

He doesn’t respond, just points at the beach. Lo’ak is being picked on by Ao’nung and his friends. Even though we’ve been here for a few weeks and quickly adapting, Ao’nung still gives us grief, mostly Lo’ak and Kiri. We make our way to the group on the beach. Neteyam pushes Ao’nung so they are facing one another while I check on our younger siblings. After confirming that they weren’t hurt I go to Neteyam’s side as support.

“You heard what she said.” he says, getting in Ao’nung’s face. “Leave them alone.” “Oh big brother coming to-” Ao’nung interrupted his friend.

I clench my fists at my side. Sempu wants us to stay out of trouble but I would love a good fight.

“Back off,” Neteyam growls, pushing Ao’nung back with a finger. “Now.”

Ao’nung puts his hands up and backs away. His friend hisses but is quieted again by Ao’nung. But he’s not going to get away with that so I hiss back. This causes Neteyam to nudge me.

“From now on, I need you to respect my family.” Neteyam says, looking at each of the teens. Then he turns his attention to us. “Let’s go.”

“We head out together, ignoring the insults they send our way. Well, almost. Lo’ak turns back around and starts to walk up to Ao’nung.

“Lo’ak.” Neteyam warns, his tail curling up.

”It’s cool,” he says. “I got this.”

“Good, I’ve been itching for a fight.” I whisper.

“We’re not supposed to cause any trouble, remember?” Neteyam says, giving me a side eye.

We watch as Lo’ak goes back up to the group of boys. He starts to play with his pinky then balls it into a fist. Then he punches Ao’nung in the face, sending him to the ground with a shocked look on his face.

“It’s called a punch bitch!” Lo’ak says. “Never touch my sister again.

After that Ao’nung friends ganged up on Lo’ak. One pushed him to the ground while another tail slapped him in the face. Neteyam and I go to his aid. I tackle the one that is pulling on his tail then start to hit and bite him. Lo’ak has one by the ear and they tussle around in the sand. Neteyam takes on Ao’nung and one of his friends. Kiri’s cries of us to stop fighting falls on deaf ears.

______________________________________________________________________ Sempu led us into the mauri after he found out about the fight.

“What was  the one thing I asked?” he asks. “The one thing?”

“Stay out of trouble.” we grumble.

”Stay out of trouble.” Sempu repeats.

“Look, it was our fault.” Neteyam and I say, trying to protect Lo’ak.

“Neteyam you have to stop taking the heat for these knuckleheads.” Sempu sighs. “Y/N, why can’t you be a peacemaker, like Neteyam? And Lo’ak, why does trouble always find you?”

“Sir, Ao’nung was picking on Kiri.” Lo’ak explains. “He called her a freak.”

“They also started ganging up on Lo’ak. You want Neteyam and I to protect and watch over our siblings.” I add. “That’s what I was doing. I couldn’t stand around and do nothing.”

“You could’ve done other things. Encourage him to walk away or even get an adult.” Sempu tells me, then he turns to Lo’ak. “Go apologize to Ao’nung.”

“But-”

”He’s the olo’eytkan’s son. I don’t care how you do it.” Sempu interrupts. “Just go make peace. And twins you go get patched up.“ Lo’ak huffs then goes off to find Ao’nung. Before Neteyam and I can leave, Sempu stops us.

“So what did the other guys look like?” he asks

“Worse.” Neteyam says quietly.

”That’s good.” Sempu replies.

“A lot worse.” I smile.

“Get out of here.” Sempu says

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“Hey I just wanted to apologize for the way I have acted.” Ao’nung says, coming to sit beside me on the beach.

“What made you want to apologize?” I ask confused.

“I realize that I need to be a better person if I want a chance with you,” he admits. “I really like you. I don’t want to miss my chance because I was being a jerk.” “What made you think you had a chance?” I question.

“I’m sorry, I um- I didn’t-”

“Oh hush I’m just teasing you.” I told him. “I actually had my eye on you when we first landed. But I definitely started to dislike you when you started giving my family a hard time.”

“I promise that I will be better.” he says, taking my hand in his. “Especially if that means I have a chance with you.”

“I know that will mean a lot to my siblings.” I say, smiling softly. “Speaking of my siblings. Where’s Lo’ak, I know he went to you to apologize.”

“He did. We went hunting for a little bit.” he explains.

“Do you know where he is?” I ask. “I wanted to see if he wanted to go for a fly.”

“He went to go find Reya.” he tells me. “How about we look for shells instead.”

“Alright, I don’t want to interrupt his time with Tsireya.” I say getting up. “And I did have come up with ideas for new accessories.” So we spent a few hours together just swimming together and collecting shells. Ao’nung can be a real sweetheart when he wants to be.

“Ao’nung!” Neteyam yells stomping to us. “Where is he?”

“Who?” he asks, confused.

“Lo’ak.” Neteyam says. “I can’t find him anywhere.”

“It’s only been a few hours, isn’t he still with Tsireya?” I ask, confused.

“What are you talking about?” Neteyam asks, equally confused. “She said she was busy training with her mother all day.”

“But Ao’nung said he went to go find Tsireya after they came back from hunting.” I explained. “He must be here somewhere.”

“Kiri and I searched the whole village.” Neteyam insists. “He is not here.”

“Is that true?” I ask, turning towards Ao’nung. “Please tell me Neteyam is mistaken. Lo’ak is with Tsireya, right?”

“We took him outside the reefs to hunt…” Ao’nung starts looking at the sand. “And we…um…left him there.”

“You left him!?” I scream pushing him. “How could you?”

“It was only a joke.” he responds, putting his hands up. “I thought that he would find his way.”

“You know he wouldn’t be able to do that!” I scream angry tears in my eyes. “I’m going to kill you.” “Y/N calm down. If you hurt him you will be in trouble” Neteyam says, restraining me. “We have to tell Father.”

Neteyam lets go of me and grabs Ao’nung by his queue and we make our way to Sempu. He is in the mauri talking with Kiri. When we enter they both turn to us.

“Tell him what you told us.” Neteyam growls.

Ao’nung explains that he and his friends took Lo’ak outside the reef for a hunt. He adds that it was just a joke that they normally play. Sempu goes to find Tonowari so they can send a search party. It took a few hours but Lo’ak was found with minor injuries. Shockingly, Lo’ak lied and said that it was his idea. Sempu and Sa’nu pull the three of us aside for a talk.

“I was just trying to make friends with these kids.” Lo’ak tries to reason. “Just like you said.

“You have brought shame upon this family.” Sempu responds.

“Can I go now?” Lo’ak asks, hurt clearly in his eyes.

Sempu nods and Lo’ak walks off. Then he and Sa’nu turn their attention to Neteyam and I.

“Where were you two?” he questioned. “I thought it would be better since there are two of you. But I was wrong.”

“Sorry sir,” Neteyam says, ears down in shame.

“Sempu, please understand. I know you and Sa’nu can’t be everywhere but it is too much on us.” I start. “We do the best we can but it is hard. We love our family and this scared us half to death and the pressure you’re putting on us doesn’t help.”

I take Neteyam’s arm and walk away before Sempu can respond. We work hard to protect our family. We love them dearly but we need a chance to be children, not parents.

“Thank you.” he says, pulling me into a hug. “You shouldn’t have said that though.”

“We both knew it had to be said. And I’m the only one that will say it” I respond, returning the hug. “I was scared, Neteyam.”

“I was too.” he starts. “But you know..”

“As long as we are together the family will be safe.” I finished.

[meeshayha]

What Does it Mean to be a High Value Woman?

If you want to be a woman who others consider valuable, you need to prioritize certain qualities that make you different from the rest. You should strive to be the kind of woman who is in high demand, respected, and admired by those around her. Being a high value woman involves having a sense of self-worth and confidence, coupled with a generous spirit and a strong work ethic.

In order to be a high value woman, you must first have a sense of self-worth. As a high value woman, you must believe in your abilities and value what you bring to the table. You must have the courage to trust in yourself and your decisions. This means that you are not swayed by the opinions of others, but rather that you take the time to think things through and make your own decisions. This sense of self-worth will help you to hold yourself to high standards and to challenge yourself to grow and learn.

The second quality that makes a high value woman is having a generous spirit. Being generous doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to give away all of your possessions or wealth. Rather, it’s about helping others in whatever way you can. High value women are often seen giving back to causes they believe in, or volunteering their time for a good cause. They are also known for being generous with their words of encouragement and being willing to lend a helping hand.

The third quality that makes a high value woman is having a strong work ethic. High value women are not afraid to work hard in order to achieve their goals. They understand that success doesn’t come overnight and are willing to put in the time and effort necessary to achieve their desired level of success. This means that they are willing to put in extra hours, take on extra responsibilities, and develop new skills in order to reach their goals.

The fourth quality that makes a high value woman is her ability to be assertive and direct. A high value woman has the confidence to speak her mind and express her opinions in a respectful and direct manner. She is not afraid to stand up for what she believes in and is comfortable in asserting her boundaries and opinions.

The fifth quality that makes a high value woman is her ability to be flexible and adaptive. High value women understand that life is unpredictable and ever-changing. They recognize that things don’t always go according to plan and are open to making changes and adjustments when necessary. They are also willing to embrace new opportunities and experiences that will help them learn and grow.

The sixth quality that makes a high value woman is her ability to be organized and efficient. High value women are able to juggle multiple responsibilities and tasks at once. They understand the importance of time management and are able to prioritize their tasks so that everything is accomplished in a timely manner. This also means that they know how to delegate tasks when necessary and are able to manage their time effectively.

Being a high value woman means being the kind of woman who is in high demand, respected, and admired by those around her. It means having a sense of self-worth and confidence, coupled with a generous spirit and a strong work ethic. It also involves being able to be assertive and direct, being flexible and adaptive, and having the ability to be organized and efficient. If you embrace these qualities, you can become the kind of woman who others will consider valuable.

[elisabethbabarci]

INTERCONNECTIVITY

Encompass the spirit of versatility and interconnectivity as divine sacred unions are inspirational as they foster and promote unity, intimacy, patience, trust, and adaptability. Two souls forming a union is a celebration of light and life.

How to strengthen a relationship? Assess your values, embrace closure of old stagnated patterned beliefs or ideologies of what a true relationship should entail. Do not evaluate your current partnership based on the circumstances of past dissolved learning experiences — each relationship is vibrant, unique and emblematic of new possibilities and awakenings. Reflect and gain insight on your moral judgments, ideologies, societal principles and norms, what was once accepted may no longer be valid in the current climate. Evoke discipline, tradition, and invest in long term incremental progress as responsibilities and obligations take time, and require patience, diligence and methodical natural approaches. What is done with a true authentic whole heart is done with compassion, integrity, honesty, and truth. Stand your moral ground, do not allow others to invade your boundaries or personal limits, maintain a healthy disconnect from disturbances that curtail your inner peace and harmony. Embrace your independence, freedom, liberty, and sovereignty, do not lose your true authentic nature to be eclipsed by another — maintain your independence through your personal hobbies, routines which provide sanctuary, and introduce these elements to your partner to encourage and foster a stronger bond. Coexistence does not constitute giving up your whole self to become fragmented — your bond will only sustain when both parties embrace divergent methods which collaboratively unite as one . Embracing and respecting one anothers personal freedoms, will enable stronger foundations which are more in alignment with natural transformations. Uncover and examine your unconscious habits, emotions, feelings, dismantle the ideals of sacrificing ones owns rights for the collective whole. You are vibrantly independent, and capable of accomplishing great change, this is where your sacred partnership will be an effective support system to lend wisdom and encouragement along your journey. Duality, it is the ability to balance the abstract, rational, with the practical — allow your imagination to reign — you define and embrace what is needed. Embrace transformations, manifest, affirm, embrace rebirth of ones soul as it elevates to a new conscious state of mind while focusing on adjustments and changes, that will support your transformative nature. Remember, we are never the same once we enter into a sacred union — we become the merging of two souls. Success is derived from looking within for inner sources of power — you need to be the champion of your own life before you can better assist another — the stronger your mindset, perception and world view the stronger your relationship, bond, union will be.

Be the embodiment of love and compassion. Seek acceptance internally without seeking validation externally. Within relationships it is paramount that a couple strives to become fortified by creating decisions within, without the disturbance and turbulence of external factor suggestions — what may work for one relationship may not be sustainable, suitable, or helpful to another. Partnerships are fortified through communication, participation, and experience which create insight as you gain wisdom and knowledge from the situations you encounter. Embrace traditional aspects while encompassing new modern techniques. To create a sacred harmonious union you need to enable trust, compassion, honesty, and integrity and that can only be accomplished by truth — speak your truth and standing in your truth are essential ingredients for longevity and harmony within a relationship. Embrace a humorous approach, take nothing seriously, allow change to flow with ease and grace. To sustain the mental capacity for life’s terrain you must always have the progressive mindset with a lighthearted approach — take every situation as it comes, you will flow and glow differently. Always keep in mind that patience is essential, matters of the heart take time to heal, resolve, and rectify to create a strong fortified barrier. This is accomplished through deep inner reflection, self awareness and the ability to be accountable for ones actions. Remember, the sacred union is more than two individuals, it is the acceptance and embracing of other souls within the union from family, friends, children, which create a unity conscious mindset of community, solidarity, and loyalty. Remain loyal to your loved ones and your roots, do not allow any situation to change your fundamental principles or integrity of who you are and what you represent as a union or cohesive whole as a community. Those that choose to divide and conquer create instability and disharmony within a union — be mindful of the external factors you allow within your life. Take your lessons and place them into practice, only through experience will you extract fundamental insight and wisdom on how to propel forward — one can not live a full life in solitude — being open minded enables us to see many different methods, perspectives which creates ingenuity and progress.

Coexistence promotes partnerships and friendships which are based on mutual trust and respect. As each partner evolves and grows support should be present as they both embark on new trajectories for their spiritual expansion. Love enhances, embodies, and enriches the overall experience between two consenting adults. Due to the diverse nature of relationships, family units will unite based on blended families, single families, guardianship, or a union of friendship.

The truest measure of feelings are the consistency of actions rather than words. It enables both parties to blossom, discover inner truths, overcome challenges, become stronger through experiences, and promotes inner peace while remaining patient and flexible.

Meaningful connections create harmony, compassion, understanding, kindness, care, safety, comfort, and support. Consideration is paramount to create longevity as it encompasses self care, self awareness, self respect, accountability, respect for others, valuing their partners aspirations, dreams, and goals.

The purest form of love is when one falls in love with the mind more than the body. The outer appearance shifts, morphs, and changes over time, and there must be more importance placed on the union of friendship above all else. A true companion will enable you to see the value within yourself, and introduce you to new methodologies, ideologies, and perspectives. It is the blending of two souls who in tandem create a strong foundation. To honour ones strengths and weakness and assist them to see their greatest potential to flourish within life. The ones that are loyal to their future, not their past.

The unspoken union between two souls is illustrated by the space they allow for one another to evolve, as distance fosters clarity, strength, and courage to face any situation within life.

Collaboration, compassion, empathy, authentic nature, genuine intentions enable both parties to feel peaceful, grounded, whole, safe, powerful, and strong. To create an atmosphere that promotes support, joy, freedom is what makes us fearless. Self awareness, self love, and self reflection create an abundant illuminating experience.

Versatilely, empowerment, agility, and open mindedness allow brave courageous souls to expand and evolve while navigating the complexities of your personal journey and awakening. Processing ones innermost feelings — it is not done as a form of competition but self inner reflection — the more you accept yourself, trust yourself, and forgive yourself, the more space is available to promote growth, expansion, and liberation of the heart. Mastering your emotions, rising above turbulences, creates and fosters meaningful connections and is an expression of fluid poetry. To embrace change, transitions, understanding, patience, and care enables and cultivates spiritual growth, spiritual awakening, spiritual new beginnings to manifest and take root and form which leads to powerful self discoveries, self improvement, and self worth. Partnerships embody safety and comfort as the encounter blossoms in solitude as two souls merge.

Be mindful that energy goes where intention flows. When you invest in yourself internally, your external environment will improve and flourish. Our heart belongs to who we think about and look for, our heart comprehends what our eyes can not see. Always embrace forgiveness, it dissolves the negatives emotions, and enables the heart to liberate — to be set free — to love again within another sacred union. Forgivness does not dismiss the action, it liberates the soul from being controlled by past events. When our mind remains in the past, we do not encompass and embrace the future to achieve our highest potential. Change is a gravitational field that encourages us to trust the process, to believe in a possibility of a future that is more than what we could have ever conceived. Partnerships and relationships stand as the cornerstone to promote change and flexibility as it allows us to share our sacred lives with another and intertwine our karmic trajectories. Change is the manifesto to demonstrate that we have the capability to become, develop or transform into our authentic genuine self. When we become conscious of how our actions impact another we dissolve pride and ego and embrace fully what love represents.

Reconnect with your higher self. Live a life with purpose, imagination, authenticity, and spirit. Learning to love yourself leads to self acceptance, self respect, self love, and self empathy. When you give yourself the permission to heal and to embrace who you truly are you will then not allow misguided relations to penetrate your existence. Misguided relations are representative of disharmony, disrespect and misaligned paths. This can entail miscommunication, lack of structure, lack of fundamental boundaries, lack of respect of time and space, false or synthetic promises or otherwise known as “faking a future” by manipulating the definition and terms of the sacred agreement, non concrete or absolute commitment, or ambiguity of future plans. Love does not represent one to feel like a subordinate, slave, purse, or parental figure to your significant other. Love does not entail feeling ghosted, breadcrumbed or a placeholder to bide the time. Love is not represented when there is no respect for your immediate family. When a partnership lacks accountability, transparency, honesty, trust, and commitment it dissolves the fundamental framework to create a sustainable whole and cohesive environment. Abuse of any form (verbal, emotional, physical, psychological, financial, forms of manipulation, gaslighting) erodes sovereignty and boundaries and is a cause for concern as it is rule by the ego and pride. When one seeks power and domination, that is control, not love. A controlling demeanour or nature does not allow emancipation of the soul to have sovereignty over ones life i.e. personal decisions, actions, thoughts, and emotions. And thus, when a partnership struggle to regulation emotions (mood swings, anger, outbursts) it is an attempt to manipulate or use their partner or to alter their emotional state or behaviour. These examples serve as a framework to observe when love is not free and why boundaries are imperative for a sacred harmony. Always seek peaceful resolutions for conflicts, and if that means emancipation for your inner peace then give yourself the permission to be set free — your soul is awakening to strengthen your boundaries and mindset to enable and promote safe environments. How you love yourself is how others will treat you. Remember, all relations are real not perfect.

With gratitude, acceptance, and appreciation , love yourself unconditionally. Be mindful of your tolerance levels, do not accept conditional love, and be brave to be vulnerable. Being mindful of your environments is paramount in any union as it enhances or degrades who we will become — who we decide to share our energy with will become a part of us. Attuning into your needs and respectfully the needs of others will enable you to see beyond with compassion and an authentic approach. Never adapt to societal pressures of the norm, relations that are forced will dissolve as they are not within the natural rhythm or flow. Only you know what is in alignment for your highest and greatest good. Be empathetic to all situations with the ability and fortitude to seek another perspective, seek to understand, and to embrace mindfulness. Choose your battles, never seek validation, seek inner peace and self regulation to heal deeper, to be aligned with your path. Keep evolving while you stand in your truth. Remember, divine sacred unions help us along our spiritual expansion to enable us to be open, vulnerable, compassionate, to anchor our light for not just ourselves but others as a beacon of unconditional love. True sovereignty and unity consciousness emerge as we stay grounded and centred in who we are. To stand in our power, to embrace clarity in our sight, and to be aligned with our true moral purpose is living fully in the present. When you embody who you truly are, you will receive love in abundance as the love you have for yourself will be mirrored by others. Encompass spiritual integrity, inner liberation, transformations, as you rise and evolve to new forms of love for yourself and others. All circumstances and experiences lead to inner awakenings, ascension, and inner growth which promotes a diverse mindset, rooting in your higher purpose, and the acceptance of interconnectivity as we are all one.

[sommersinc]

The Versatility and Benefits of Carded Staple Fiber in Nonwoven Applications

Carded staple fiber is a crucial component in the manufacturing of nonwoven textiles, known for its versatility and broad range of applications. This fiber, typically produced from synthetic materials like polyester or natural fibers such as cotton, is an essential material in industries ranging from automotive to healthcare. Understanding the properties and advantages of carded staple fiber can help businesses in various sectors optimize their product offerings, ensuring they meet the high standards expected by consumers.

What is Carded Staple Fiber?

Carded staple fiber is produced by first cutting long strands of synthetic or natural fiber into shorter, manageable lengths. These fibers are then carded, a process where they are aligned into a web or sheet. The carding process plays a crucial role in the final properties of the fabric, influencing its texture, strength, and durability. Once carded, these fibers are bonded together through various methods, including thermal, mechanical, or chemical bonding, to create a nonwoven fabric.

Key Advantages of Carded Staple Fiber

Versatility in Applications: Carded staple fiber can be engineered to meet specific requirements, making it suitable for a wide range of applications. In the automotive industry, it is used in soundproofing materials, seat padding, and insulation. In healthcare, it is found in products such as surgical gowns, face masks, and wound dressings. Its adaptability makes it a go-to material for manufacturers looking to produce high-quality, reliable products.

Cost-Effective Production: One of the significant benefits of carded staple fiber is its cost-effectiveness. The production process, while sophisticated, is efficient, allowing manufacturers to produce large quantities at a relatively low cost. This affordability does not compromise the quality, making it an attractive option for industries that require durable yet economical materials.

Customizability: Manufacturers can tailor carded staple fiber to meet specific performance criteria. By adjusting the fiber blend, density, and bonding techniques, it is possible to create nonwoven fabrics with varying levels of softness, strength, and absorbency. This customizability is particularly beneficial in specialized fields like medical textiles, where the fabric’s performance can directly impact patient outcomes.

Environmental Benefits: With growing concerns over environmental sustainability, carded staple fiber offers an eco-friendly option for nonwoven fabric production. Many manufacturers are now using recycled fibers or biodegradable materials in the carding process, reducing the environmental footprint of the final product. Additionally, nonwoven fabrics made from carded staple fibers are often recyclable, aligning with global efforts to promote sustainability.

Applications of Carded Staple Fiber

The applications of carded staple fiber are vast, spanning multiple industries. In construction, it is used in roofing and flooring underlays due to its insulating properties. In the fashion industry, it is used in the production of interlinings and insulation for outerwear. The filtration industry also benefits from carded staple fiber, as it is used in air and liquid filters due to its ability to trap fine particles effectively.

If you are looking for high-quality carded staple fiber for your nonwoven fabric needs, Sommers Inc. is your trusted partner. With decades of experience and a commitment to innovation, we provide tailored solutions that meet the specific demands of your industry. Contact Sommers Inc. today to learn more about our range of carded staple fibers and how we can help you enhance your products with our advanced materials.

[tarnishedxknight]

[ Another Time Another Place A Hollow Universe In Space ]

When Vossler angrily said that mocking him was punishable by imprisonment, likely to intimidate and silence them, Rocket waved at him with a dismissive paw. “Save it, pal. Our team was formed accidentally at the Kyln, which is… you guessed it! A prison. I’ve escaped twenty-three prisons, so I wouldn’t bother if I were ya.”

Vossler didn’t seem self-aware enough to realize the Guardians were respectful with Reks, Basch or the other guards for a reason. But Vossler had clearly noticed that even the other guards chuckled at how ineffective his remarks were, which made Rocket think they didn’t like the man very much. Meanwhile, Mantis couldn’t ignore the sensation that something was wrong. The feeling made her antennae go crazy. Her fingertips went numb, her senses trying to adapt to the place. It was like running into a cobweb; you could barely see it, but you could feel it clinging to you. It was something she had never experienced before, despite the hundreds of planets they had visited.

“C'mon, man,” Quill said to Vossler when he started to insult Reks. “He’s still learning. Give him a break. I get it, you’re smart and we’re idiots, you know better and everyone else does not. If you’re so capable, stick to annoying other adults. Not kids.”

“It is a childish and cowardly thing to do,” Gamora said with a nod, agreeing with her boyfriend’s statement. “There is a difference between using your authority to maintain order and abusing it to belittle and demean young ones. Pathetic. Arrogant men like yourself tend to assume the entire galaxy belongs to them.” Gamora got close to his face, partly to shield Reks, but mostly to make sure Vossler could see her hardened expression. “If I were one of your colleagues, I wouldn’t trust you in the slightest. If I were a damsel in distress, I would trust you even less,” she hissed as she glared at him.

“You fuckin’ tell him, babe,” Quill said, unable to hide his proud, smug smirk.

Mantis felt slightly better after the Guardians held her in a group hug, providing her with a sense of familiarity by letting her read their emotions, helping her ground herself. In her disoriented state, she couldn’t see Munoh right away, but she could feel their presence even before the Occurian got close to her. When they stared at her, Mantis just… stared back, her eyes wide with surprise and incomprehension. The entire experience was affecting her, and now she had a vision to deal with. As her face paled, Mantis swallowed, trying not to engage with the hallucination, and focused on the Zune, trying to pick a song to listen to. However, as she adjusted the headphones over her ears, she quickly glanced at Munoh once again.

When Basch returned and told Quill that the King would see them, the half-human half-Celestial hybrid clapped once and did a little dance. “Cool, awesome! I mean…” Quill stilled and cleared his throat, bowing his head. “Thank you, Captain. We are grateful for your kindness, and we will remind it fondly in the future.”

“Remember it, not remind it. Dumbass,” Rocket corrected.

“If we have permission to do so, we’re all going. Together,” Quill said, ignoring Rocket. “Y'know, I think we know why Mantis feels the way she does. It doesn’t seem to be a health problem, it’s more of an empath problem.” He turned to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Can you walk?” He smiled when Mantis nodded. “Yeah? Good. Come on, Guardians!” he roared.

“Why are you yelling?” Drax inquired.

“Yeah, we’re right here,” Mantis complained.

__________

“Ah, criminal fugitives, then. I might have known,” Vossler said judgmentally. “King Raminas is occupied with keeping this kingdom safe amidst war and plague. He hasn’t time to waste on miscreants like yourselves.”

Reks hated being left with Vossler. Dealing with him was night and day compared to his captain. It made Reks wonder how and why Vossler was accepted into the Order in the first place, but it was not his place to ever comment, of course.

Vossler looked to a few mechanics who were waiting to perform maintenance on the ship, even as they looked up at it and whispered amongst themselves at all the parts that looked like none they’d ever seen before. “Well?” he called to them and they all stiffened. “The sooner we fix this junkheap, the sooner we shall all be rid of these delinquents.”

The mechanics sprung into action, inasmuch as they went to approach the ship to check parts and skystones that didn’t exist, and to repair other parts they knew nothing about...

When Quill questioned his treatment of Reks, strangely going so far as to refer to the royal guardsman as an infant goat, for some unknown reason, Vossler listened quietly. As a very green woman continue to berate him, he stared for a moment before motioning for Reks to come closer to him. “You there, lad.”

“Y-yes, Ser Azelas?” Reks said, stepping forward.

“How many summers have you seen?” he asked.

“Seventeen, ser,” Reks replied.

“And how long are you enlisted in Dalmasca’s army?” Vossler pressed.

“Two years, ser,” the young man answered.

“And how long are you in service within the Royal Guard?” Vossler asked.

“One year, ser,” Reks replied, straightening a bit more with his response. It was clear that he was very proud of that promotion, indeed.

“There,” Vossler said, turning back to Quill. “He is no child. The age of adulthood in Dalmasca is sixteen, since you claim to be unaware of Ivalician cultures, and he has been already two years a soldier. Furthermore, in times of war and political unrest, we do not employ idiots among the Royal Palace Guard. Our king’s safety is paramount. Only the finest are promoted to such positions. The lad’s failing is neither lack of intelligence nor experience, but rather...” he glanced back at Reks, “lack of manners towards his superiors.”

“A-apologies, ser, if I have been at all rude,” Reks said to Vossler.

The corners of Vossler’s mouth curled ever so slightly upwards, his immense ego reveling in the guard’s subservience. “You are forgiven. But you will conduct yourself better from this moment onward.”

“Yes, ser,” Reks said.

Munoh noticed the one with very strong energy behaving... oddly. More than once she almost looked directly at them, but seemed to quite deliberately avert her gaze. Munoh sensed her energy becoming more volatile, as if disturbed by their presence. “You sense me, child... do you not?” Munoh asked very gently, a curious inquiry rather than a blunt challenge. Not many could detect the presence of an Occurian if they wished to remain undetectable, not without magical assistance, and so Munoh was impressed and intrigued. “No harm do I mean. Be at peace,” they said, offering some calming energy in her direction, since she seemed to be so unsettled. It was ancient, Munoh’s magic, but not threatening. More like an old, wise, guardian than an insidious intruder. Only a little, though, did they offer, for this one seemed to be highly sensitive to surrounding energies, and Munoh had no desire to overwhelm.

Upon Basch’s return, the very air seemed lighter among the ranks. “Aye, you’ve all permission to have audience with His Majesty. Howe’er, I must ask that you leave any and all weapons behind. If you are unaware, war currently rages on all sides around us. There are many who would seek to threaten His Majesty’s life and Dalmascan autonomy. ‘Tis a risk we cannot take. I bid you understand.” It was not negotiable, and yet Basch said it as though it were a kind request among friends rather than a direct order. He had a way with tone and words, with making those around him feel seen and heard, and with putting others at comfortable ease. It was part of the reason why he was Knight Captain over an older, native Dalmascan like Vossler. “You have my word that none shall threaten you unprovoked inside the palace, or they will answer to me,” he said rather formally. “Treat with us in peace, and we shall do the same with you.”

Vossler had taken to idly picking at his fingernails with the tip of a dagger while he listened to this conversation. Why was Raminas bothering with these lowlifes? Did he not have more important things to do with his time?

“Ser Azelas, remain here and make certain their ship is properly tended to,” Basch ordered.

“Aye,” Vossler simply said, though he was already bored of this.

Basch turned to the group of royal guardsmen, pointing in turn at two of them. “You, and you. Remain here and assist as needed. The rest of you, with me,” he ordered.

Reks, included among through going with Basch, was far more outwardly relieved than perhaps he should have been.

The Royal Palace of Rabanastre was a sprawling building of three main floors, six towers, and hundreds of years of history. Some seven hundred years old, the massive building consisted of white and beige sandstone, white marble, and granite, all locally sourced. As the Guardians were led inside its carved walls and high ceilings, it was apparent that the ancient building was very well kept. Clean and devoid of cracks or wear, the stone shined with a lovely polish at every glance. All around, tapestries depicting Dalmasca’s history and culture hung, as did the royal seal of House Dalmasca.

The only things that might have seemed out of place with the impeccably maintained luxury around every corner was the intrusion of sand and the presence of tiny lizards. Glistening, crystalline sand grains collected in corners and against walls, and this did not seem to bother anyone. In fact, it seemed almost welcomed and aesthetically acceptable for this to occur, judging by the fact that no one anywhere was in the process of sweeping it away. And the diminutive lizards, not unlike those of the anoles of Terra, were everywhere. On the walls, the ceilings, even clinging to the tapestries. And this, too, seemed normal, for the various guardsmen walking about within the palace took no notice of them beyond avoiding stepping directly on them.

Basch led the Guardians from the dock into one of the towers and down into the palace proper, taking them through large, opulent hallways lined with guards and servants alike. The palace was a bright and bustling place, filled with happy and proud energy, despite the hard times the population of Rabanastre found itself braving. All who worked there were proud to be there, loved their king and kingdom, and were proud to be Dalmasca. It was also clear that they had a great deal of respect for Basch as well, for many greeted him along the way. And whether it was another knight, a guard, or a lowly servant who greeted him, Basch returned the greeting with respect and kindness in like kind.

Soon, they arrived at a pair of immense, towering double doors flanked by guards more heavily armored than some others had been along the way. Basch paused before them, turning to the Guardians. “Please wait here a moment,” he asked of them as the doors were cranked open and he entered. The doors were closed behind him, and the Guardians found themselves waiting without, bounded by guards on all sides. This was only for a couple of minutes, and then the doors were cranked open fully and Basch bid the Guardians all enter. Once they had, the doors were cranked shut once more.

Upon a throne at the end of a long, torchlit, golden hall was an aging man with a kind face. Although old, he seemed alert and had a regal bearing about him.

“Your Majesty, I present to you Captain Star-Lord of Missouri in Terra, and his crew,” Basch said, nodding formally to the king before turning to the Guardians. “His Majesty King Raminas B’nargin Dalmasca,” he announced to them before stepping aside to allow the meeting to continue. He remained close by the throne, however.

{ I’m stopping here because I didn’t know if Quill or anyone else would speak up before the king did. And I also didn’t know if they would put up a stink about the weapons issue, so feel free to do whatever you wanted with that, heh. I will place a pic of Raminas below, though, so that you know what the Guardians are seeing when they meet him. He looks weary here because he just got some bad news, lol, but with them he’d look a bit more friendly. There just... aren’t too many pics of him because he died so early on in the game. }

[bytesfarms]

Email Marketing: Unlocking the Power of Personal Connection

Introduction

In today's digital age, where communication is key, email marketing stands as a powerful tool for businesses to connect with their audience. From its humble beginnings to becoming a cornerstone of digital marketing, email marketing has evolved significantly.

Building Your Email List

One of the foundational steps in email marketing is building a robust email list. Employ strategies such as offering incentives, hosting webinars, or creating engaging content to encourage sign-ups. Always prioritize obtaining permission, ensuring your emails reach an audience genuinely interested in your offerings.

Crafting Compelling Emails

The effectiveness of email marketing hinges on crafting emails that grab attention. Start with compelling subject lines that entice recipients to open your emails. Once opened, engage your audience with well-written content that provides value and encourages action.

Segmentation and Personalization

Segmenting your email list allows you to tailor content to specific audience segments, increasing relevance and engagement. Personalization goes beyond just using a recipient's name – it involves understanding their preferences and delivering content that resonates with them.

Automation in Email Marketing

Save time and enhance personalization with automation tools. While automation streamlines processes, ensure your automated campaigns maintain a personal touch, resonating with your audience on an individual level.

Measuring Email Marketing Success

Key metrics, such as open rates, click-through rates, and conversion rates, provide valuable insights into the success of your email campaigns. Regularly analyze these metrics and adjust your strategies accordingly to maximize effectiveness.

Avoiding Common Email Marketing Mistakes

Navigate potential pitfalls by understanding and avoiding spam traps and other deliverability issues. Ensure your emails not only reach the inbox but also provide value to recipients, reducing the likelihood of them marking your emails as spam.

Email Marketing Best Practices

Consistency in branding across emails builds brand recognition, while A/B testing helps optimize your campaigns for better results. Implementing these best practices ensures your email marketing efforts align with your overall brand strategy.

The Future of Email Marketing

As technology advances, so does email marketing. Stay ahead of the curve by exploring emerging trends, such as AI-powered personalization and integration with other marketing channels.

Case Studies

Explore successful email marketing campaigns and learn valuable lessons from failures. Case studies provide real-world examples of effective strategies and highlight the importance of adapting to industry changes.

Tips for Small Businesses

Even with limited resources, small businesses can leverage cost-effective email marketing strategies to build customer loyalty. Establishing a connection with your audience fosters trust and encourages repeat business.

Regulatory Compliance

Understanding and adhering to regulations like GDPR and CAN-SPAM is crucial for maintaining trust and legality in your email marketing efforts. Ethical practices not only protect your business but also enhance your reputation.

Interview with Email Marketing Expert

Gain insights and advice from industry leaders as they share their experiences and offer valuable tips for successful email marketing.

Interactive Content in Emails

Explore the power of videos, GIFs, and interactive elements in emails to enhance user engagement. Embrace creativity to make your emails stand out and leave a lasting impression.

Frequently Asked Questions

How can I build an effective email list for my business?

Employ strategies like offering incentives and hosting webinars to encourage sign-ups. Prioritize obtaining permission to ensure a genuinely interested audience.

What are the key metrics to measure the success of an email marketing campaign?

Key metrics include open rates, click-through rates, and conversion rates. Regularly analyze these metrics to adjust strategies for optimal results.

How can small businesses leverage email marketing with limited resources?

Small businesses can use cost-effective strategies to build customer loyalty, focusing on personalized communication and consistent branding.

What are the future trends in email marketing?

Emerging trends include AI-powered personalization and increased integration with other marketing channels.

How important is regulatory compliance in email marketing?

Regulatory compliance, such as GDPR and CAN-SPAM, is crucial for maintaining trust and legality in email marketing. Ethical practices enhance a business's reputation and credibility.

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Conclusion

In conclusion, email marketing remains a dynamic and effective means of communication. By implementing the discussed strategies and staying informed about industry trends, businesses can unlock the full potential of email marketing, fostering meaningful connections with their audience.

[mcssurveyorsau]

9 Essential Skills Every Surveyor Should Possess

Being a surveyor is not easy. You need to work with different industries and clients and be knowledgeable in various aspects of the job. From construction to real estate, knowing everything is a must. In this complex field, skills are necessary for surveyors. Without any of it, they can never survive in their job. So, here are some essential skills surveyors Shellharbour should possess:

Technical Proficiency

Surveyors use different surveying tools and instruments to do their job better. The technologies are also part of their continuous learning because there are changes and updates. You might be familiar with some of the technologies they use, like laser scanners, GPS, total stations, and GIS software. Technical proficiency is vital for accuracy and precision, data integrity, quality assurance, and safety.

Mathematical Aptitude

Having a strong foundation in mathematics is one of the keys you need to look for in a surveyor. Without this skill, they cannot get accurate measurements and not learn about calibration and instrumentation. Data analysis is also a big factor in this job, so do not be surprised if they are friends with mathematics. But aside from the ones mentioned, having this skill is also beneficial for boundary determination, geodetic surveying, and coordinate systems.

Attention to Detail

Paying attention to detail is a must in every profession, even in surveyors. Possessing this skill can make you trust them because you know they get correct and accurate data. Their analysis is also something you can trust. Aside from these, paying attention to detail can also help with legal and regulatory compliance, understanding property rights, safety, overall project planning, and consistency. These are what the clients would expect from the project, and the land surveyor can contribute many things to achieve these.

Problem-Solving

Land surveyors must be problem solvers. The project might face different challenges before everything begins, and being able to handle them is necessary. However, if the issue is beyond their control, they are not hesitant to ask for assistance from other professionals in the project. Being a problem solver can help surveyors adapt to changing conditions, boundary disputes, and engineering challenges.

Communication Skills

Client interaction and team collaboration are just some of the many things land surveyors can achieve if they know how to communicate. Not all people have communication skills, but land surveyors need one to do their job better. They can perform data sharing and provide problem resolutions once they think of one. By knowing how to communicate with people, they can also educate their clients further about the project, its challenges, and what to expect from it.

Data Analysis

Data is what fuels the job of a land surveyor. So, imagine if they do not have this skill. Instead of gaining the trust of their clients, they will have more issues than that. There is no guarantee about their measurement validation, quality assurance, adjustment and optimisation, data validation, and even when it comes to error deception and correction. Lacking this skill might also mean that the surveyor is not proficient enough to take on the job.

Map Reading

Not all people are good with maps, let alone reading one. But with land surveyors, it is part of their everyday life. Without this skill, they can never navigate the project area, the remote construction sites, and the underdeveloped lands. Site assessment might also be challenging for them, disregarding the overall job of a land surveyor.

Research Skills

Land surveying is incompetent if the land surveyor does not have research skills. With this factor, they can perform data acquisition, property records, historical research, topographic information, and benchmark data.

Environmental Awareness

The land surveyor must know the environmental impact of the project and open their concerns to the right people. Without considering this factor, the environment might give up one day, and a lot of people will be affected. With environmental awareness, there is habitat preservation, regulatory compliance, erosion control, and environmental hazards.

Here are other skills land surveyors should have:

Adaptability

Time Management

Geographic Knowledge

Teamwork

Safety Awareness

Physical Stamina

Documentation Skills

Being a surveyor requires a lot of things, and here are just some. These skills can help them to be better at their jobs, no matter how complicated the situation is.

[educationedge0123]

Understanding the Role of an IT Business Analyst

How to Become One

In the ever-evolving world of technology, there’s a crucial role that often goes unnoticed but plays a significant part in bridging the gap between IT and business: the IT Business Analyst. This article will demystify the role of an IT Business Analyst in simple language, and provide insights on how to become one for those looking to embark on this exciting career path.

What Does an IT Business Analyst Do?

At its core, an IT Business Analyst is a problem solver and a communication specialist. They act as intermediaries between the technical experts and the business stakeholders in an organization. Their primary role is to understand business needs, identify opportunities for improvement, and translate those into technical solutions that can meet those needs.

1. Requirement Gathering: IT Business Analysts start by talking to different stakeholders, such as managers, employees, and customers, to gather information about what the business needs. This includes understanding the current processes, pain points, and goals.

2. Analyzing Information: Once the requirements are gathered, Business Analysts analyze the information to identify patterns and insights. They create documents and diagrams to capture these requirements and to make them clear and understandable for the technical teams.

3. Bridging the Gap: This is where the magic happens. Business Analysts play a pivotal role in translating these requirements into a language that developers, designers, and other technical teams can understand. They ensure that the technical solution aligns with the business goals.

4. Testing and Validation: Business Analysts are also responsible for testing the developed solutions against the original requirements. They verify if the solution meets the business needs and make adjustments if necessary.

5. Continuous Improvement: IT projects are not one-time affairs. Business Analysts continuously monitor and assess the performance of IT solutions to ensure they continue to meet business objectives and make recommendations for improvements.

Skills Required to Become an IT Business Analyst

To excel as an IT Business Analyst, several skills and qualities are necessary. Here are some key ones:

1. Communication Skills: Since Business Analysts are the intermediaries between IT and business, strong communication skills are paramount. You need to explain technical concepts to non-technical stakeholders and vice versa.

2. Analytical Skills: Being able to break down complex problems into manageable parts and analyze data is crucial. This skill helps you identify trends and make data-driven decisions.

3. Problem-Solving Abilities: IT Business Analysts need to be adept problem solvers. They must find innovative solutions to bridge the gap between business needs and IT capabilities.

4. Technical Knowledge: While you don’t need to be a full-fledged developer, having a good understanding of technical concepts, tools, and methodologies will help you understand the feasibility and limitations of potential solutions.

5. Adaptability: The IT landscape is ever-changing. Being adaptable and open to learning new technologies and processes is essential for staying relevant in this field.

6. Attention to Detail: Small details can have a big impact on the success of IT projects. Business Analysts need to be meticulous in documenting and validating requirements.

7. Interpersonal Skills: Building relationships and trust with different stakeholders is vital for the success of a Business Analyst. You’ll often need to navigate through conflicting interests and opinions.

8. Business Acumen: Understanding the business’s goals, strategies, and industry trends is key to ensuring that IT solutions align with the organization’s broader objectives.

How to Become an IT Business Analyst

Now that we’ve explored the role and skills required, let’s discuss the steps to become an IT Business Analyst:

Step 1: Education

While a formal degree is not always a strict requirement, having a bachelor’s degree in a related field, such as Business Administration, Information Technology, or Computer Science, can be beneficial. Some organizations may require a master’s degree for senior positions.

Step 2: Gain Relevant Experience

To gain practical experience, consider internships or entry-level positions in areas like project management, quality assurance, or technical support. This experience will provide insights into the IT industry and develop your problem-solving skills.

Step 3: Develop Technical Skills

While you don’t need to be a coder, having a basic understanding of programming languages, databases, and software development methodologies can be a significant advantage. There are various online courses and resources that can help you acquire these skills.

Step 4: Acquire Certification

Certifications can help you stand out in the competitive job market. Consider pursuing certifications like:

Certified Business Analysis Professional (CBAP): Offered by the International Institute of Business Analysis (IIBA), this is a widely recognized certification for Business Analysts.

Certified ScrumMaster (CSM): Scrum is a popular Agile project management framework, and this certification can be valuable if you plan to work on Agile projects.

Project Management Professional (PMP): While not specific to Business Analysis, this certification from the Project Management Institute (PMI) can be helpful in understanding project management principles.

Step 5: Build a Portfolio

As you gain experience, document your work and achievements. Create a portfolio that showcases your skills and the successful projects you’ve been a part of. This can be a powerful tool when applying for Business Analyst positions.

Step 6: Networking

Networking is critical in the IT industry. Attend industry events, join online forums and groups, and connect with professionals in the field. Networking can open doors to job opportunities and provide valuable insights.

Step 7: Apply for Jobs

Once you’ve gained the necessary education, experience, and certifications, start applying for Business Analyst positions. Look for job openings in various industries and be open to entry-level positions to kickstart your career.

Step 8: Continual Learning

The IT field is dynamic, so it’s essential to stay updated on industry trends and emerging technologies. Consider pursuing further certifications and attending relevant training and workshops.

Conclusion

In the ever-evolving landscape of technology and business, the role of an IT Business Analyst is more critical than ever. These professionals serve as the bridge between the technical world and the business world, ensuring that IT solutions meet the needs of the organization.

To become a successful IT Business Analyst, focus on developing your communication, analytical, and problem-solving skills. Combine these skills with the right education, experience, and certifications to make yourself a valuable asset in the world of IT. It’s a challenging and rewarding career path, and with determination and the right resources, you can become an effective IT Business Analyst and contribute to the success of businesses across various industries.

[eventuallyme]

Dear you,

It’s been a journey and it feels weird to

close that chapter of my life.

I half pictured you in and out of my future … it was

strange.

I think the signs were obvious

and the inevitable was

slowly but surely

closing in

did I give up too soon?

the ambiguity that surrounded our future

situationally

was tough

I probably should have been a better supporter

I didn’t like not knowing

how to navigate the situation

maybe I unnecessarily took on that burden

and the helplessness reigned over me.

I must say though

I think I will mourn

the mundanity

that you flourished.

i love love loved the feeling when

at the end of the day

no matter what

we had each others backs

boring, exciting, plain, eccentric

we shared those moments

lived at a distance

but connected as one.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be more supportive.

I’m sorry I took you and those times for granted.

And I’m sorry for letting you and us down.

I appreciate all the effort you put into us thus far.

Sincerely, I feel so shit that I was the one to give up.

I know you changed, adapted and adjusted

based on my needs

and I hope you can carry that change

into the future.

I guess it’s true when they say

only once you lose something

does it’s value truly sparkle.

it feels incredibly shitty

but I think it’s for the best.

because they also say

if you really love them,

you’d let them go.

Dear me,

Don’t forget

we didn’t come to this conclusion for no reason

it’s for the future

it’s for being better

and for stability and happiness.

We had many differences

and didn’t see eye to eye

on a lot of things

and it sucks that the one person you really care for

can never understand you fully.

I don’t think it should have been that hard?

Maybe i’m too hopeful of the future?

But good job for coming this far

Sincerely

You learnt a lot!

Loved well

Trusted well

you’ve Grown well.

You definitely could have done things better

but you live and you learn and

know that life is so much bigger than this.

It’ll be lonely

that’ll take time getting used to

but we got this!

we got this

We have so much more to know about the world

about ourself

don’t be hard on yourself

channel your regrets, sadness and hope for the future

become someone better than ever

and flourish your potential (or what you could never be)

and to each other,

we wish you well.

stay strong, stay healthy, and I hope one day you can be truly happy

happier than ever before!

and when I can see you smile in success

it’ll all be worth it.

stay strong you two!

Sincerely,

[comicaurora]

You mentioned that young justice did a lot you didn’t like after s1- how would your ideal season 2 and beyond be?

Oh man, that's a dangerous question to contemplate.

Caveat that this is how I personally would've liked to see it play out, and I haven't rewatched it in a while so I may be fuzzy on the details or timeline of events. And word of warning, this got long.

First move would be to bin the timeskip. We'd be letting the characters age up gradually - maybe one year a season. Since it's perfectly structured for episodic adventures, we can imply downtime between episodes to fill out a year - plus this gives us opportunities for regular birthday or holiday episodes without an obligation to do them every time. We have enough characters without real regular birthdays that I just think it would be cute if Wally was like "congrats Conner and M'gann, I don't know squat about the martian year or how clone time works so I've decided it's your birthday, I made Shazam get us a cake"

Nixing the timeskip gives us the opportunity to put focus on Robin becoming Nightwing as an actual arc of its own, which could be an interesting opportunity to adjust the way it happened in the comic - which couldn't quite be adapted wholesale, because in the comic Robin was running around leading the Teen Titans as Robin for years and years with the Titans before he decided it was time to forge an identity of his own, accepting that he was fully out from under Batman's shadow now that Jason Todd was officially the new Robin. There was some comic angst from Dick about Bruce never officially adopting him which we could loop into that arc, since this Batman is pretty perfectly designed for being a well-meaning but emotionally distant and uncommunicative dad. What I'd personally want to avoid is leaning two hard on the Angsty Robin angle, because (a) that was already covered by Teen Titans (which we'd also want to avoid too much overlap with) and (b) Nightwing is at his best when he's optimistic, cheerful and emotionally well-adjusted. It'd be more fun, I think, to explore a version of Robin that is burying his angst under optimism and cheer in an arc that culminates in his cathartic dad-issues convo with Batman and subsequently his transition to being Nightwing. This gives us opportunities for fun intercharacter dynamics! Robin spent most of season 1 being the reliable party member who had the most experience superheroing and helped keep everyone grounded. Giving him an emotionally destabilizing personal arc and letting the rest of the party take a turn helping him through it could be fun! Plus, we've got one telepath with no boundaries (M'gann), two characters with a lot of experience with Dad Problems (Artemis and Superboy) and two characters who will be 100% supportive even if they don't fully know what's going on (Kid Flash and Aqualad), so he wouldn't be lacking in people realizing what's going on and helping him through it. This is fully a result of my "nightwing is my fave" bias but I think it'd also really work to let the gang have more fun group dynamics with personal emotional stakes, and I think Robin deserves to be helped once in a while, ya know?

Most of the other s2 timeskip stuff I'd either want to nix or foreshadow better. I don't particularly like the Superboy/M'gann "breach of psychic trust" breakup but I think it'd bother me less if it was actually built up rather than skipped over. If we have to do it, let's start with the premise that M'gann doesn't really get that humans are much less comfortable with telepathy than martians are. It's planted in season 1 and mostly centered on Superboy, the only party member with explicit trauma about telepathic intrusion and mind control due to his clone conditioning. He's the one who reacts most harshly and angrily when M'gann does her psychic link thing, but his reaction mellows out as he learns to trust and rely on her to protect him against other telepathic intrusions.

But while this helps improve their relationship, it doesn't fix the underlying miscommunication on M'gann's end - she seems to feel like her peers freaking out about her telepathically popping into their heads is a temporary imbalance, especially since she does the psychic link thing basically every mission instead of having to invest in earbuds or communicators. She's so comfortable with telepathy, especially after season 1 where she reveals her one big secret (being a white martian with a monstrous base form) and no longer has anything to mentally hide from the gang, that I think this could be an interesting miscommunication to explore. Ultimately her teammates will still value their privacy and mental autonomy even after they've spilled their big secrets and learned to trust each other, but M'gann is unlikely to realize this because from her perspective they've just finally stopped being weird about this stuff. M'gann is essentially experiencing slow culture shock at realizing just how private humans and other non-telepathic people are about their thoughts, and how much they at best mistrust and at worst hate and fear the thought of anyone else popping into their heads and rummaging around. So really, I think the psychic breach of trust thing should happen earlier and in a more minor way than it did in the season we got. M'gann using her powers to make Superboy forget a fight they had is a breach of trust and very uncool, but it also seems a little too extreme for the dynamic and understanding we've seen these characters share - even if she'd be willing to do that to anyone else, I think she'd know that doing it to Superboy would be the number one way to break his already fragile trust in her powers.

I'd go with a more slow buildup - start with M'gann commenting unprompted on the casual intrusive thoughts of her peers, totally nonjudmentally (she knows better than anyone that thoughts don't make you a bad person, obviously) but in a way that still makes them uncomfortable or angry. Maybe give her a plot reason to invade someone's mindscape with the best of intentions - could go classic on that one, give us a supervillain with dream-invading powers or something. Encourage her to push the boundaries with her teammates that she doesn't seem to realize are there. Maybe let Martian Manhunter sit her down and give her the "no really, you can't keep your mind this open in casual interactions, it's not about being bad for you, it's about being bad for them" talk. M'gann needs to learn to understand what privacy means, and she needs to become willing to impose polite and moral limitations on how she uses her powers. Since we're negating the timeskip where Beast Boy is introduced into the team, maybe we could work that in here - as he's introduced and develops his powers and he and M'gann's sibling relationship becomes more pronounced, especially if we keep the thing about his mom dying, we have a good character in-road to getting M'gann to better understand how to bridge the gap between herself and humanity.

Personally I'd nix both "aqualad pretends to be a bad guy" and "artemis and kid flash retire from superheroing". I think the show started kind of over-relying on the "you thought I betrayed my friends but actually we planned the whole thing in advance" gambit after it worked so well in the first season, and not telling the team telepath about the secret plan was pretty textbook idiot plot stuff. If we really want Artemis and Aqualad undercover there are still ways to make that work, but I'd say push that way down the line. Give us more time with the team first. If we want Artemis and Wally to retire from superheroing to focus on college and their relationship, that's workable, but that'd be a season 3 or 4 thing at the earliest.

If we want to expand the cast, let's do it gradually - I favor episodic adventures, and "there's some new weirdness in *location* that turns out to be either a supervillain plot, a new kid superhero to give our phone number, or both" is pretty much ideal adventure-of-the-week stuff. If we absolutely must bring in Impulse and Blue Beetle, let's not make the stuff with the Reach the only thing happening that season.

The biggest difficulty with plotting this show is avoiding just making Teen Titans, But Again. That unfortunately means a lot of the best classic comic arcs are off limits without severe modification - Judas Contract, Terror of Trigon, even Brother Blood's whole thing are kind of nixed. This is probably why the show never brought in Raven or Starfire, even though they absolutely could and should. So I understand the appeal of bringing in other threats like supervillain conspiracies and alien invasions and alien invasions but different this time, but this party lineup is demonstrably at its best when it's dealing with less apocalyptic supervillains-of-the-week. That said, in the comics, Raven arranges for the New Teen Titans to form because she goes to the Justice League for help with the Trigon prophecy and they turn her away - an arc that would fit bizarrely well with this version of the Justice League, which are a bit more dickish than their standard portrayal. Letting her go to the already-formed Young Justice crew for help would let us introduce a modified and potentially shortened Trigon arc without having to centralize Raven in the cast like they did in Teen Titans and Titans - could just add her to the expanded roster of Miscellaneous Heroes They're Buds With after they beat up her evil dad. She's also a little older than the rest of the Titans in the comics (and looks MUCH older than them), which could be used in this adaptation and help set this version apart from the other Trigon adaptations that have a tendency to make her increasingly younger - could get a lot of mileage out of making her a slightly awkward and aloof young woman rather than an emotionally troubled child. (Plus, if we want a cheeky nod at the comic-run romantic subplot between her and Kid Flash without actually breaking up the Artemis/Wally OTP we could just have Wally be his usual level of casually flirtatious with this Cool Spooky Goth lady and be gently dismissed because he's "a bit immature" for her.) Also, give me classic '80s hair Starfire or give me death, Nightwing deserves a love interest who can and will bridal carry him

Also, if we absolutely must "kill" Wally, we're bringing him back in one season max. Getting disintegrated into the speedforce is basically just a day at the spa for speedsters.

Overall my angle would be leaning into the massive ensemble cast potential after a proper season or two of just getting to know the main crew and letting them develop and explore the status quo. Trickle in a few more kid heroes during the early episodic adventures. Sprinkle in some more episodes where they deal with one or more members of the Justice League without anyone being mind controlled at the time. Dial back the Grand Conspiracy angle and let our heroes have a few unconditional wins once in a while. More scaled-down character-focused episodes like Homefront and Coldhearted where we fix the camera on one member of the team and get really deep inside their head as they go through something emotionally taxing but are ultimately rewarded in the end. We can still dive to dark and traumatic levels, but we need to counterbalance it with unconditional levity and victories for the heroes so the grimdark stings more when it hits. More character focus, less sweeping conspiracies, no more skipping over major arcs of character development, un-kill Wally West 2k22

[arvandus]

Could we pls get Dabi with a virgin reader HCs? 🥺

Oh yes, we most definitely can! And for the record, we’re going the soft Dabi route cuz soft Dabi is underrated (and it’s the only Dabi that I write a;slfkja;sd).

This one ran away with me, and it's basically turned into smut fic with bullet points. NO REGRETS.

Warnings: 18+ only, Minors DNI! Female reader, praise, light teasing, eye contact, swearing, nicknames: good girl, babydoll, doll.

❤️‍🔥 Dabi discovered you were a virgin pretty early on in the relationship. Like…the very first time things got heated between you two. His horny self had been full throttle, eager to get to the sex when you suddenly pulled away slightly and asked him to stop.

❤️‍🔥 You were embarrassed, of course... he could see it in your face.

❤️‍🔥 He caught on real quick. “You’ve never gone all the way, have you?”

❤️‍🔥 You shook your head. “I’m sorry. I’m just not ready.”

❤️‍🔥 Well, he couldn’t exactly do much beyond that. He wasn’t going to force you. Dabi did a lot of shitty things, but he even he had standards.

❤️‍🔥 He had laid down and next to you and pulled you against his side. “It’s fine, doll.”

❤️‍🔥 But deep down, it threw him for a loop. Not because he suddenly couldn’t have sex with you – he could deal with the blue balls. And not because you’re a virgin – sure it was unexpected and rare, but so what, not a big deal. What was a big deal was that suddenly he felt a responsibility. And Dabi wasn’t used to responsibility, especially when it came to other people.

❤️‍🔥 He changed slightly. He was gentler with you in subtle ways. He still wanted you, there was no question about that. His kisses never lost their fervor, his hands never lost their heat. But he wasn’t as... feral as he’d started out in the beginning.

❤️‍🔥 It wasn’t that he thought you were fragile or anything. It more to keep himself in check. He was a man ruled by his passions, and he knew if he pushed too hard too fast, that he’d either hurt you or lose you. Or both. That didn’t sit well with him. After all, you meant something to him. And he clearly meant something to you. Why else would be so honest with him? Why else would you still be with him?

❤️‍🔥 That wasn’t to say that the two of you didn’t find ways to have fun. Sex wasn’t the only way to enjoy each other. If anything, you waiting until you were ready led to more exploration and creativity. He learned your body slowly and you learned his.

❤️‍🔥 And much to Dabi’s surprise, he was patient. More patient than he’d ever imagined himself being. That probably had everything to do with you, though. You somehow made him behave in ways that were entirely foreign to him.

❤️‍🔥 One thing was certain... the waiting made the final arrival of your consent that much sweeter.

❤️‍🔥 The two of you were making out, lips locked and hips grinding, when the words finally spilled from your mouth onto his wet lips.

❤️‍🔥 “Dabi... I... I think I’m ready.”

❤️‍🔥 He knew exactly what you meant.

❤️‍🔥 He doesn’t question your decision – he trusts you know yourself well enough for you to be honest with yourself and with him.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll waste no time getting the both of you undressed. He’s been looking forward to this.

❤️‍🔥 Dabi knows this is important to you, so he’s gentle. It’s your first time, and it’s his responsibility to make sure you enjoy it.

❤️‍🔥 There will be lots of hot tender kisses starting from your mouth before he slowly works his way down your body.

❤️‍🔥 When he finally gets between your legs, there will be lots of time spent there. Lots of prep, lots of waiting to make sure that you’re comfortable.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll probably be a little cheeky, though...

❤️‍🔥 “You like that, don’t you babydoll?”

❤️‍🔥 “Do you want me to stop?”

❤️‍🔥 All you have to do is glare at him to make him laugh and return to his duties.

❤️‍🔥 But once you’re no longer responding to his quips, your eyes glossed over with pleasure as you nod at his questions, he knows you’re just about ready.

❤️‍🔥 Even so, he gets you right on the edge... just in case. And also to see you squirm and whine a little. After all, he’s waited a long time for this, and he loves hearing you beg.

❤️‍🔥 Once you’re both ready, he’ll come back up to hover over you as he aligns himself with you.

❤️‍🔥 This man will want eye contact. He needs to see every nuance of your expression as he begins to carefully push into you. Your first time only happens once, and he wants to commit it to memory.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll enter you with painstaking slowness, pausing here and there to give your body time to adjust.

❤️‍🔥 If you close your eyes...?

❤️‍🔥 “Look at me.”

❤️‍🔥 Once you’re comfortable enough, he’ll start with shallow, slow thrusts as your body adapts to him. He’ll gradually go deeper and deeper with each thrust, feeling your body tense and relax beneath him.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll talk you through it, coaxing you with his words.

❤️‍🔥 “You okay?”

❤️‍🔥 “Breathe.”

❤️‍🔥 “It feels good, don’t it?”

❤️‍🔥 “You’re doin’ so good.”

❤️‍🔥 Once he’s in all the way, he’d linger there as he’d give you hot kisses over your parted lips.

❤️‍🔥 Then the real fun begins. His thrusts will be slow, deep, and steady. It’s going to be hard for him to hold back because you feel so good and he’s waited so long. He’ll busy himself by rubbing his thumb over your clit and watching as each drag of his thumb and each thrust of his hips pulls more and more sounds from you.

❤️‍🔥 He loves it when your breaths get heavy, and his name falls from your lips like a chant.

❤️‍🔥 When you finally cum, it takes every fiber of Dabi’s being to not rail you into next week. The way you clench around him, the sounds that come from your mouth, the way your sweaty body convulses and molds against his, your back arching... it’s enough to drive a man crazy.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll hold you through it, an arm wrapped tightly around your waist as he watches you come undone beneath him.

❤️‍🔥 He’s never seen anything more perfect.

❤️‍🔥 Once you’re done, he’ll smile at you.

❤️‍🔥 “That’s my good girl.”

❤️‍🔥 But then his smile will turn into a grin.

❤️‍🔥 “Now it’s my turn.”

❤️‍🔥 He’ll start thrusting a little deeper, a little faster. He’ll bury his face into your shoulder, his hot pants coating the curve of your neck.

❤️‍🔥 Get ready to hear some profanity wrapped in growls.

❤️‍🔥 “Oh, fuck.”

❤️‍🔥 “You feel so fuckin’ good.”

❤️‍🔥 Wrap your legs around him and he’ll go even deeper.

❤️‍🔥 Hold him close with your arms around his shoulders and fingers in his hair. Beware if you pull his black strands, though... he’ll take that as an invitation to go harder.

❤️‍🔥 When he finally does cum, it’ll be with a deep, guttural groan, his teeth digging into your shoulder. He’ll lick over it after he’s done and finish that tender spot with a kiss.

❤️‍🔥 He’ll definitely cockwarm afterwards as he drops kisses onto your lips and showers you with praise.

❤️‍🔥 “You did so good, doll.”

❤️‍🔥 When he finally pulls out, he’ll go clean himself up.

❤️‍🔥 But he’ll bring back a warm washcloth and clean you up too, as he gives another tender kiss to your lips. He’ll be gentle, of course... your body is going to be tender after all of that. Don’t get too used to it though... this is special treatment for your first time only. Normally he just falls asleep after.

❤️‍🔥 If you flinch, he’ll notice.

❤️‍🔥 “I didn’t hurt cha too much, did I?”

❤️‍🔥 Be honest, he’ll know if you’re lying.

❤️‍🔥 Once he’s cleaned you up, he’ll lay down next to you and pull you against his side, his fingers stroke your arm up to your neck.

❤️‍🔥 Tell him “Thank you.” It lets him know he did good, and you’ll see his chest puff up with pride and a cocky grin spread across his face. After all, Dabi likes praise too.

❤️‍🔥 “Any time, doll.”