#twice suggestie

[tinyidle]

if ur comfortable only,maybe a in-depth twice piss kink Mel

TWICE Having a P⚠️ss Kink as Doms (in Depth)

ofc my lovely, i didn't forget about you (sorry for the wait)

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WARNING: suggestive smut, title implies everything, degradation, some dacryphillia, dom!twice + sub!nayeon and tzuyu (minus chaeyoung because i don't write for her anymore), sub!reader, idolxfem reader, slight swearing, all fiction

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Nayeon

you loved to see this woman in tears caused by you. tears that you cause are pleasurable tears, as her eyes turned glossy once you tapped and furiously rubbing her clit repeatedly, her bladder uncontrollably flushing out of her system and onto the once pristine floor. she'd be sobbing inside her head as her cheeks were stained, but at the end of the say she thank you.

"you always make me feel the best"

Jeongyeon

in the bathroom, you begged her that you were simply joking about her forcing you to do one of your more 'humiliating' fetishes. but did she care? of course not. you begged her for days and days up to literal weeks for her to control your bladder like this, and now that she made you wet yourself for the third time in two hours after drinking a gallon of water, you were (sort of) regretting it.

"release again for me, needy"

Momo

when you first told her, she looked at you as if you told her that you hid a body somewhere. but lo and behold, the next day she fucking so hard that your cum turned to squirt, then to legitimate pee. you were freaking out at first but when you saw your girlfriend's almost sadistic excitement, you ere impressed on how you unleashed the best in her.

"mmh, i knew you had it in you; it just took a few rounds"

Sana

she wanted to do it almost immediately, but finding the right place and who would do the pissing would be the problem. after talking more about it together, you both decided to let you do the watching while she does the pissing. it was simple: in the bathroom, when your girlfriend had to pee before going to the shower, she would call you in to watch her through the visible shower glass as she stepped in and let the water droplets trickle down her leg, sighing to herself befoe actually showering.

"i bet this is what you get off of; huh, bunny? filthy girl"

Jihyo

you both are showering, and this mother of al beauty starts making out with you out of nowhere. of course you don't mind it at first, but when she breaks from the make out session to ask if you drank you daily intaje of water today, you freeze because you have. with you nodding slowly, she smirks before fingering you like crazy; determined to make you release unexpectedly or her.

"now, when you have to let go, do not hold back one bit; okay, baby?"

Mina

the way you shivered as she told you to hold back in your bladder as she gave you your fifth spanking of tonight's session. she was determined to make you release, yet you were determined to follow her previous orders of not doing anything unless she says so. just when you were about to break when the seventh strike was delivered directly to your reddened clit, she let up and allowed you to le go.

"make a bit, messy puddle for me, darling"

Dahyun

she made it into a competition: who could piss the most? you both drank the same amount of water, yet somehow she always ended up emptying her bladder more than you. when you tried one day to drink just a milliliter more, she noticed and punished you severely. well, severely to you; fun to her.

"so today you will drink two gallons of water and release five times today. oh you can't? well try, cheater"

Tzuyu

you told her to hold it in, but she sneezed and squirted a little pee. after that, she'd do her best to hold of for you. with each passing 'practice', she got better and better with holding it off until she only pissed on your command (under the right setting, of course). it's now to the point that when you say that you feel thirsty, she will come over with a glass of water for you and a jug of it for her. she was prepared.

"just say the word, im ready at your command"

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2 months after and i finally have the opportunity to finish this draft. hope you and everyone else liked it!

[petervc88]

Cappelle Calling - Singer-songwriters - 25 november 2024

Deze maandag was het 50 jaar geleden dat de ondergewaardeerde Britse singer-songwriter Nick Drake overleed. Om die reden stonden alle drie zijn albums centraal als LP van de Week, en was dit een speciale singer-songwriter uitzending van Cappelle Calling. Met daarin verzoekjes van luisteraars voor singer-songwriters.

Terugluisteren kan hier.

Dit was de playlist:

Uur 1:

David Gray - Babylon Zach Bryan - This World's A Giant Carole King - (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman Nick Drake - Time Has Told Me (LP van de Week) Al Stewart - Small Fruit Song Shawn Mullins - Anchored In You Bill Withers - Grandma's Hands Mike Lindsay & Guy Garvey - Saturday Sun (DisCovered) Tracy Chapman - Talkin' Bout A Revolution Elliott Smith - Angel In The Snow (Filmplaat - uit 'Up In The Air') Ben Howard - I Forget Where We Were Townes Van Zandt - Waiting Around To Die Bob Dylan - Don't Think Twice, It's Alright Nick Drake - Riverman (LP van de Week)

Uur 2:

Harry Chapin - Cats In The Cradle Kacey Musgraves - Cardinal Nick Drake - Day Is Done (LP van de Week) Joni Mitchell - A Case Of You Nick Drake - Saturday Sun (DisCovered) Judy Blank - Mary Jane Dave Loggins - Please Come To Boston Nick Drake - Northern Sky (LP van de Week) Jerry Riopelle - So Young Michael Kiwanuka - The Rest Of Me Nick Drake - Pink Moon John Martyn - Solid Air Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová - Falling Slowly

Cappelle Calling is iedere maandagavond van 20:00 t/m 22:00 te horen op Radio 90FM. Iedere woensdagmiddag wordt de uitzending herhaald van 18:00 tot 20:00. Ook wordt het programma op vrijdagavond van 20:00 t/m 22:00 uitgezonden op Slotstad Radio, waar het op zondagavond van 22:00 t/m 22:00 wordt herhaald. Suggesties voor DisCovered of De Filmplaat zijn welkom via de Facebookpagina van het programma of via cappellecalling@gmail.com.

[visionsofus]

Hi! Since i saw you already did another the script song, may i ask "I'm Yours" or "Flares" both by The Script?

Thank you and please keep writing, i love your fanfictions they give me so much joy!

hi anon! thanks for requesting - I ended up choosing Flares because I felt it really fit with Wanda and Vision's early companionship. I hope you continue to enjoy reading <3 

Track #15: Flares by The Script

| read on AO3 here | mixtape playlist | send me an ask with your song/prompt request |

Synopsis: Mere days after the battle in Sokovia, Wanda is still coming to terms with Pietro's absence and the new life she is faced with in upstate New York. Waking from a nightmare she leaves sleep behind and takes solace in Vision as an unexpected comfort.

Novi Grad was falling, taking Wanda down with it.

Distantly, she registered the strange sensation as she floated weightless above the city the was falling apart around her. She knew it was the end, could feel Pietro reaching out to take her hand, to guide her to another place beyond this physical plane. It was about time, she thought, Death had been trying to claim her since the faulty Stark missile all those years ago.

And so Wanda surrendered herself to the freefall, hoping that it would at least by painless, even if that wasn’t what she deserved.

What she didn’t expect was the Vision flying down to save her. He darted gracefully amidst the rubble flying up around them and didn’t hesitate to pull her out of the air. He slipped one arm around her back and another under her knees and they rose, him spinning between debris until they were clear of the falling city.

And it was as though Wanda’s heart remembered to beat, as though her body had momentarily given up but now screamed and begged for life. She was sure her heart was thudding out of her chest and her lungs burned painfully as she desperately dragged air in. The Vision didn’t say anything to her and even if she wanted to thank him, Wanda couldn’t speak past the tightness in her throat. He held her even as the sky around them raged with lightning and the god below split the city into hundreds of pieces.

He held her even as the tears began to stream down Wanda’s cheeks and the sobs came one after the other. Desperate to avoid the horrors below Wanda turned her head into the crook of his neck, ignoring how he flinched at the unfamiliar contact. The damning destruction was burnt into the back of her eyelids and there was no escape.

Wanda jumped awake, the dream, no, memory ending abruptly. She grasped at her neck breathlessly, still feeling the tightness of panic and grief and wiped at her eyes which had begun to stream in her sleep.

Her bedroom was dim around her but the moon outside was so bright that a little bit of its beam managed to reach past her windows. It made the shadows seem longer and Wanda gathered herself up, pressing against her bedframe and pulling the covers closer. She briefly considered closing the blinds but knew that if she did the next nightmare she’d wake up from would be of her time in Strucker’s lab.

The tears continued to fall though she barely noticed them, she’d been in a constant tearful state since arriving in America. She didn’t leave the compound building they’d placed her in and usually didn’t leave her room unless it was to eat. She avoided the others who lived on the other floors and turned down Steve Rogers’ invitations to join training with the other new recruits. Most days she was too overcome with emotion to do anything but lay in bed and cry, while other days she felt nothing and was so numb that she just slept and slept and slept.

Wanda’s heart seized when the room suddenly lit up with soft gold light for a moment, before going dark again. She blinked against the surprising brightness and shook her head, sure she had been imagining things. But then it happened again and for a moment it was like the sun had come out from behind a cloud before disappearing again.

Of course, Wanda’s next concern was that the light was coming from an explosion outside of the compound and fear raked its claws down her spine, making her shiver.

Pulling the covers up over her shoulders she eased out of bed and slowly approached the big windows that occupied one side of her room. She was prepared to run out and raise the alarm (not that she really knew how to do this, but she was sure the Compound AI would help) when she saw exactly what was causing the warm light.

Vision was standing out on the wide lawn, on his own. Wanda watched as he picked up a brick from the pile at his feet and threw it into the air. His extreme strength meant that the brick flew up so high Wanda was sure it had disappeared into the clouds until it spun back down, twice as fast. When it was about 20 feet off the ground Vision shot it out of existence with the stone in his forehead. That was the light she had seen. Wanda caught sight of her own reflection in the glass and her eyes which widened against the golden glow.

She felt a tug behind her naval, calling her outside even as Vision hefted another brick into the air. Curiosity and the strange drag in her abdomen had Wanda tugging on a sweatshirt from one of the piles littered around her floor and walking out the door. The Compound was hauntingly empty, and she took solace in knowing that it could have moments of peace such as now. Already she was used to the hustle and bustle of the superheroes she lived with.

Wanda hesitated in front of the door just long enough to second guess what she was doing. But her decision had been made the moment she left her room and so she opened the front door she hadn’t gone beyond since they’d invited her here to live. The driveway was rough and cold against her bare feet but she didn’t give it much thought, instead working to keeping walking until she reached the grassy lawn and Vision in the middle of it.

He had paused his brick destroying with his back turned.

“Hello,” Wanda said, realising how hoarse her voice sounded after a week of little use.

Only then did the synthezoid turn around, his gaze hesitant as he met her eyes. “Hello, Wanda.” She blinked, tilting her head feeling sure that it was the first time that he had used her first name before. The strange feeling that had brought her outside was back and she stepped closer.

“What are you doing?”

Vision opened his mouth once or twice as though trying to find the right words. “I confess, I was having trouble resting and a bit of research told me physical exertion can help.” He looked pointedly at the bricks.

Wanda walked around the pile and then looked to the pieces brick that lay scattered about them, suddenly conscious that she should’ve worn shoes. Those shards were probably going to break a few lawnmowers.

“Why could you not rest?” She asked instead and looked into Vision’s eyes, which seemed to change with the days. Or at least she was sure they had looked different when he’d been created compared with how they were now. Not that she was monitoring him or anything.

Vision again took a moment to think before he spoke. “It was very loud up here,” he said tapping at his temple.

Wanda nodded, knowing the feeling. “But can’t you just turn that off? You’re part computer, right? What if you just blocked out the things you didn’t want to think about?”

“Well, yes,” Vision said thoughtfully, “there is that, but I don’t know if I want to turn it off. I think I’d like to experience it all, even the bad parts.”

Wanda nodded at his interesting response and nudged at one of the bricks with her foot.

“Would you turn it off?”

“Probably,” she said quietly but knew that after the last week the answer was closer to a yes than it ever had been. She could probably have switched off someone else’s grief in their head but knew it wasn’t as simple when it came to being in control of her own mind.

“Would you like to try?” Vision asked and Wanda was slightly confused by the topic change. He hefted a brick in one hand. “I believe it is quiet cathartic.”

Wanda almost smiled at his understanding of such a feeling as catharsisbut nodded, taking him up on the offer before she could hesitate.

Vision smiled at her before turning and throwing the brick into the air, not quite as high as he had been doing before.

It was the first time that Wanda had used her powers since the battle in Sokovia but calling the red mist to her fingertips felt as natural as it always had since getting her powers. She watched the brick fall and squinted her eyes slightly in the darkness of the night. She raised her hands and followed the brick’s downward descent, catching it just before it hit the ground holding it there with her powers. She looked at it, trembling in the air and then snapped her fingers into a fist, vaporising it instantly.

She glanced at Vision and he tilted his head at her, a curious look in his eyes that she wasn’t quite able to place. He picked up another brick and she nodded, preparing herself more this time and wiping it out of the air with a single blast of carefully aimed red energy.

She wasn’t sure exactly how long they spent destroying the bricks, but the moon still shone high above them as they reached the last one. This time Wanda took it and sent it careening around in the air as Vision fired blasts of yellow energy, finally hitting it on his third try.

“That was close,” he said turning to her, the stone in his head glowing slightly at the expending of power.

She looked down at the space where the bricks had been, surprisingly disappointed that they were over. He had been right about the catharsis; she had felt an immense relief at blowing something up without causing any serious damage. And though she hated to admit it, it felt good to be using her power again.

“I didn’t anticipate company,” Vision said rubbing his hands together, a mannerism Wanda was sure he had picked up from one of the teammates, “I should have brought more bricks.”

“Another time, perhaps,” she replied, her lips turning up a little at her own suggestion and at what their companions might think if she started blowing up bricks in the middle of the night with the team’s robot. But Vision wasn’t a robot, he was something more. She’d known that from the beginning when he’d first broken out of the cradle. Even now she could see there was so much more to him, and she wanted to know. It felt strange to be feeling anything other than the suffocating grief that was her constant companion and Wanda suddenly wondered if she were allowed to be feeling such trivial things as relief or curiosity.

Vision distracted her with a wide smile that had her blinking in surprise. “I would like that very much.” She tried not to frown too much at the foreign idea of someone at the compound actually wanting to genuinely spend time with her.

“I suppose we should go back inside,” Vision sighed after a moment when it became clear that Wanda was not going to suggest anything more.

“Actually,” Wanda interjected, not wanting to return to her unfamiliar room just yet, “could we stay out here a little longer.”

For a moment she wondered if she had overstepped, if his eagerness before had been for blowing up the bricks and not actually spending time with her. But his returning smile was enough for her to ask the next question.

“Can you help me to fly?”

This time Vison seemed genuinely surprised at her admission. “Please,” she added on quickly.

“I can try,” he said, sounding uncertain.

Wanda took a few steps back, just in case, though she was sure she couldn’t hurt Vision even if she wanted to. “I was practicing this before but was never able to get it right,” she said and let her power grow, “could you catch me if I fall?”

“Alright,” Vision said taking a few steps back, his arms at the ready if things went wrong.

Wanda bent her knees and then directing her palms downwards, letting the power go, surprised at just how far she managed to send herself into the air. It was all fun and games until she started to come down, spinning slightly as she tried to right herself with her powers. She was stopped abruptly when Vision flew up to meet her.

“You looked like you were going to hit the ground,” he said hesitantly, by way of explanation even as they hovered together a few feet above the ground.

“Ok, thank you,” Wanda said her breath huffing in a little laugh. She used her power to push away from him and this time didn’t use too much, instead keeping a steady stream from her hands as she darted away. It was difficult and required more concentration than was expected. She couldn’t bounce off tangible objects around her as she was used to when fighting but had to control her density through the air. A few minutes of practice and she was soaring, breathless from using so much power but relishing the adrenaline rushing through her blood.

She arched up above the compound, pushing herself up with a boost and then letting herself freefall a little before bouncing up again. Vision was as effortless and graceful as always as he joined her, his cape fluttering behind him.

“How do you walk anywhere?” Wanda marvelled as she teetered before him, trying to hover in one place. “I’d fly everywhere.”

“It’s a wonderful feeling isn’t it?” Vision said smiling at her and darting in a circle around her.

“It is,” she said thoughtfully, managing a small and purposeful smile. At this Vision dipped as though he had momentarily forgotten how to fly, and she instinctively reached out with her power to support him. He regained himself quickly but held up a hand to marvel at the red power coalescing around his fingers as she withdrew it back to her.

“Remarkable,” he said under his breath. “It feels warm, familiar almost.”

Curious, Wanda tilted her head. His description wasn’t unlike how he felt to her, how his presence called to her. Familiar, yet unexpected. She wanted to know more but was growing tired of staying in one place and gave Vision a daring look as she flew off higher.

He was quick on her tail and they spun so high they were nearing the clouds. The moon shone even brighter overhead as it filled the dark sky above and Wanda held an arm out, marvelling at how bright it appeared now they were this high up.

Vision caught up and spun circles around her as they ascended, his gaze intent on her face and she desperately wanted to know what he was thinking.

When she had finally gotten her fill of the night air, she let herself fall, barely softening her descent and relishing in the air’s caress as it rushed past her face. Before she could make to stop herself, Vision once more had his arms around her waist and was slowly lowering her to the ground.

He let her go as soon as they hit the ground and Wanda looked down at her hands, tingling from all the power. Since she’d been experimented on, she’d learnt the power was something like a muscle, and the more often she used it the stronger it grew. Which explained why she felt so tired now, her depleted power and likely the late hour making her ready to return to bed. But it was satisfying. For the first time it made her not only want to go to bed, but to rise the following morning and actually dosomething.

“Thank you for letting me join you,” Wanda said as they began their walk back to the compound, agreeing in unison that it was time to return.

“There is no need to thank me,” Vision said, “and you know you are welcome to train with the rest of the team, Wanda.”

She was quiet as they stepped up to the front door. Steve had been asking her every few days to join. He’d coming knocking at her door in the morning and then after lunch again, letting her know that he was doing some training with the other new recruits and that she was more than welcome to join if she wanted to. But Wanda, struggling to do the most basic of things, couldn’t bring herself to reply when he did this.

“That’s kind,” Wanda said quietly as they walked inside, “but maybe not just yet.”

“Of course,” Vision said shaking his head, “forgive me.”

“Nothing to forgive,” she said shrugging and fiddling with her sleeves as a reason to not meet his gaze.

They paused at the corridor to Wanda’s bedroom. “Perhaps if you need to blow bricks up again you can tell me?”

“Of course,” Vision said smiling hesitantly, “and anytime you need to talk or—or anything else, my door is always open.”

She smiled at how awkwardly he gestured over his shoulder and gave him one last small smile before continuing down to her own room. It had been a strange evening, but Wanda thought she might have found a reason to get out of bed the next morning. In anticipation her hands warmed, recalling the power even as she tried not to think of all the destruction it had caused. But she knew that hating her gifts and hating herself wouldn’t get her anywhere. It would just cause more harm.

She slipped into bed and in moments was asleep. It was different than any of the rest she’d been getting in the past days and nights. Different to the hazy hours spent drifting in and out of consciousness. This was proper rest, the kind that restored depleted energy. She didn’t dream, as though in getting so much power out she had also earned herself a little break from the relentless nightmares and grief. Within the quiet of her mind, she was distantly aware of the being who lived in the compound, not far from where she now lay, his energy, his mind calling to hers in a way she could not yet explain. A light in the endless week of darkness that had made her struggle to breath and cry so hard she couldn’t see. A flare of hope, growing stronger.

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[spider-man-199999]

Web love || Spider-Man 

Author’s note: I really wanted to write this because I had the idea in my mind and I don’t know where it will take me. potential parts in the future if it is liked enough 

Summary: Spider-Man saved you that one time when you needed him and now he comes and checks up on you every single day. 

Word count : I don’t know because I am writing this on my phone 

part2 part3

         Living in Qeens was never easy considering the amount of people that lived there. Everything was always crowded and you could never enjoy silence. You had moved there recently. Even though you had moved with your family, you were forced to spend most of your days and nights alone due to your parents’ occupation. And so, a pretty awkward kid that recently moved to America had to go to school and try to socialise. It didn’t really work out for you in school because you had a hard time making friends. Most people seemed like they already had their friends or were in a bad mood. Everyone treated you nicely and would always help if you asked but you never tried to push past the formalities and make friends.

        And so life had become a very lonely experience. Spending most of your days playing video games or going out for jogs when you had free time had proven itself to be a bit distracting, but unfortunately, not enough. You did make some friends in Queens despite that. It was at a robotics convention which you really wanted to go to because you had a strong desire to work in that field. There you met one of your new friends - Ned, who was there with his class and his teacher. You really liked talking to Ned because he had similar interests and played the same games you did so you often found yourself playing games with Ned late at night. Through Ned you met one of your other friends - Peter Parker., who was an intern at Stark Enterprises. You were so amazed by the fact that you knew an intern personally. You didn’t talk to Peter as often as you did to Ned which saddened you but he always seemed to be very busy after school. Disappointingly, your school and home were too far away from theirs and you never got to hang out with them unless it was the weekend and you specifically invited them over. Sadly Peter would never show up at those meet-ups. You got used to the “sorry I have work to do in Stark Enterptises” every time you called him over. You sighed, wishing Peter and you were closer.

       On particularly lonely days you would call Peter on the phone but you wouldn’t push it too hard. If he didn’t pick up on the third ring of the dial you would hang up and wait for him to call. Sometimes he did, other times he texted you apologetic messages that he was too busy to talk. One night he texted you late because he had just got home and never saw you call. The same night you couldn’t sleep so you called him after you read his message without thinking much of it

“Hi?” You heard his tired voice in your ear

“Hi Peter” you replied softly, hugging your pillow

“Are you ok? You never call two times”

“Yes, yeah, I’m fine... I guess... I just can’t sleep, that’s all”

“Did you try drinking some tea?”

“Mmm, no, but I’ll try I guess”

“You should do that” he said and yawned afterwards

“I’m sorry for calling this late, you’re probably really tired, you should go to sleep”

“Yeah good idea, sleep tight”

“You too”

When he hung up your heart felt heavy. You really wanted Peter to care a bit more but that was a selfish thing to want. You can’t just make people like you, you needed to chill out a bit. You texted Ned afterwards, knowing he was probably up playing something or reading.

Killsforpills: Hi, Ned, can we talk?

Iamfriendswithspidey: Sure, what’s up?

Killsforpills: Does Peter not want to be my friend?

Iamfriendswithspidey: Nonsense, he does want to be friends with you

Killsforpills: It sure does feel like he doesn’t want to talk to me most of the time... do you think i’m annoying him?

Iamfriendswithspidey: I don’t think you do, I mean he has put a different ringtone on his phone just for you

Killsforpills: That’s not necessarily a good thing

Iamfriendswithspidey: I think it is

      You sighed burying your head in your pillow and closing your eyes. You tried to sleep again but you couldn’t so you got up and made some tea like Peter suggestied. You fell asleep in the couch afterwards.

The next day Peter called you when you were walking home from school

“Hi Peter”

“Hi”

“Why are you calling?”

“Oh um, I was wondering if you wanted to play PUBG when you get home”

“Wait hello? Who is this? You’re definitely not Peter Parker because he never has free time”

“Very funny”

“Yes, I would love to play pubg with you, Peter” 

"You're great! I mean this is great-- I-- I like pubg?"

      You laughed softly telling him you would call him when you get home. Little did you know that there was a man walking behind you and he was up to no good. The minute you hung up the man started walking faster behind you, trying to catch up. You noticed the man picking up his pace and his suspicious looks and so you took your phone out again and texted Peter in the panic 

Killsforpills: I think there is someone following me 

Spywalker: Where are you

Killsforpills: Near the coffee shop between 7 and 9 

Spywalker: The costa café?

Killsforpills: Yes 

Spywalker: Ok just stay on the street where there are people and it will be ok

       You sped up a pit, noticing the man had almost caught up with you. You tried avoiding him but to no avail. The tall man grabbed your ponytail and pulled you in an ally. That caused you to drop your phone on the sidewalk as he dragged you. You screamed for help but there was no one on the street to hear and the man laughed, pushing you against a wall. 

"What a pretty little face you have, such a shame I'll have to ruin it'' he growled at you as you tried to get up but your legs wouldn't hold you. You shook your head and tried getting up again as the man approached and grabbed you by the throat, hitting you in the wall again. You let out a low hiss, kicking the man in the stomach and causing him to let go of you and curl in a ball which you took advantage of and ran back on the main street. You saw your phone on the ground picking it up and seeing the 10 missed calls from Peter. The man in the ally got up and walked towards you which made your heart drop in your feet. You didn't know what to do but you decided to run for it. You started running, turning to see the man following you and running faster until you heard a loud scream and thud. When you turned around you saw the man on the ground with web around his legs and arms. 

"Hey scumbag, did you get lost on the way to the zoo?" a figure from the top of the building above said. You looked up and saw spiderman there. He got down and walked to you. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"

"I- um- I feel a bit dizzy because he hit my head twice-"

"Should I call an ambulance? Or take you to the hospital? I'll take you to the hospital" he said as he wrapped his hands around your waist and shot a web, flying away to the hospital. He dropped you off in front of a hospital and walked you in the ER 

"Get home safe and call your family and friends to pick you up ok? I gotta go save some other people"

"Thank you" You mumbled as you watched him leave "What the hell did just happen?" you whispered to yourself.

     You called Peter and Ned afterwards and both of them rushed to the hospital together with MJ to pick you up and take you home.

                                                             * * *

"It was so crazy. One moment I was running and the next spiderman took me to the hospital. I must be hallucinating or something, it can't really be spiderman who saved me can it?"

"I'm pretty sure it was him" Peter replied 

"I mean he does save people in need and you definitely needed saving" Ned added 

"I think she needs rest guys, we should leave her alone" MJ suggested, pulling Peter and Ned away from you and wishing you good night.

     You sighed, cuddled up in the blankets on your couch and nodding off. You really wished they would stay and you also hoped to play pubg with Peter as you promised him. You messaged him to apologize but he never replied. Another sigh escaped your lips and you cuddled against the pillow when you heard a knock on the window- A knock on the window?? You lived on the 10th floor of the building. You jumped up, looking at the window and seeing Spider-man outside. Spider-man? You got up and walked to the window, opening it. He jumped inside 

"Man was it hard to find you. I must have scared to death 12 girls and 3 old ladies"

"Why- what- I-"

"Omg no, I knew you would get a brain disfunction from being hit on the head!"

"No no. Wait. A brain disfunction? Are you being serious?"

"I was joking, I just wanted to check up on you and see if anyone is taking.... care of you. I guess you're alone"

"Um, yes... I live...alone''

"Where's your family?"

"They are working abroad"

"Oh, I see.... Are you doing ok though? Is your head alright?" he put his hand on your head ruffling your hair

"Yes, I'm alright, nothing is wrong with my brain" you replied sticking your tongue out 

"Are you ok being alone right now? Like after what happened?"

"I- I guess i'm a bit scared right now but i'll lock the doors and survive" 

"I could stick around until you fall asleep if you want me to?""

"Do you always do that to the people you save?"

"No, just the special ones." He replied "I winked by the way, you probably couldn't see because of the costume" he explained, pointing at his face. You laughed, shaking your head and walking back to the couch, cuddling up in the blankets and pillows Peter, Ned and MJ had set up for you. Spider-man sat down next to you and turned the TV on, seeing that Star Wars was on 

"Sweet" he said, starting to watch. You giggled, watching with him.

 Soon enough you fell asleep and when you woke up there was no sight of him ever being there at all.

[serak-sarak-meta-sarahk]

If you are just a go about by and no judgement to get by person

I've learned that most Americans do this in their own respects

The military has even helped me with meth and skin response and FBI body dolls replication if the the red type skin thinning skin with FBI FAKE DOLLS to replicate it. So the one time I was actually touched by skin like that i got jolty or more suggesty of public spaces with not that type of skin type seeming. Like if part of empathy is just letting exist and not having to talk.

So with glasses I can twice glance okay not even staring and the military people have thick skin layered skin still with layered skin features ao the area is actually safe. That's a cool festure of USA-MEXICO.

10 to maybe 20 second to know known safety of the area. That's a good response time USA-MEXICO. Of just a space existing by little known key features of old nostalgia seem funny things or silly but maybe worth it to try and see how it navigates to believe

I always know when to let hard working people to military personal let me feel safer by just existing in their chosen sit down space. Maybe believing that these things could be true silently not boasting it makes America cool

The wall not structured to be touched walls and stuff

You can see the thickness of their multi layers on their body even with the redness even with wrinkles that sounds creepy so I still don't approach them

But it does work for an empathy society if your a get by and have empathy to work feel safe type of life

I have had military people who i believe are reap label US MILITARY tell me it'd not rude silent judging to just walk your traffick away or non acknowledge to non talk to platonic barter things like appliances to lower or public space settings asking to stay outside of homes for multiple months also as a part of empathy if saying something obstruct rude perceived to the other side to start as meeting them

Or what could be internally felt as that in public.

This is a thing people also do

For empathy

As an empathy type thought process

That's also why I'm so non verbal

This is a model I learned from military and with how this info was helpful to be nice and then today made and out about outside type area safer feeling known silently was also nice

[petervc88]

Cappelle Calling - 5 juni 2023 - 90FM

De LP van de Week was het inmiddels 60 jaar oude album 'The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan'. Ook kwamen er een aantal artiesten voorbij die deze en komende week optreden in Nederland. Waaronder uiteraard The Boss. Omdat ik volgende week zondag bij het concert van hem in Landgraaf ben en maandag uit Limburg terug moet komen wordt volgende week de uitzending over Bruce Springsteen van 22 mei herhaald.

Terugluisteren kan hier.

Dit was de playlist:

Uur 1:

Muse - Supermassive Black Hole (2006) Pip Blom feat. Alex Kapranos - Is This Love? (2023) Kiss - Sure Know Something (1979) Bob Dylan - Blowin' in the Wind (1963) (LP van de Week) The Animals - We Gotta Get Out Of This Place (1965) Gabriels - Glory (2023) Peter Gabriel - Digging in the Dirt (1992) Ilsey feat. Bon Iver - Heart Of Gold (2023) (DisCovered) Harry Styles - Treat People With Kindness (2019) Dire Straits - Money for Nothing (1985) (Filmplaat - uit 'Air') Ellen Foley - What's A Matter Baby (1979) Bob Dylan - Girl From The North Country (1963) (LP van de Week) Gladys Knight & the Pips - Midnight Train To Georgia (1973)

Uur 2:

U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday (live, 1983) Alamo Race Track - Sally H. (2023) Bob Dylan - Masters Of War (1963) (LP van de Week) Super db - Downtown City Girl (2023) Neil Young - Heart Of Gold (1972) (DisCovered) Lana Del Rey feat. Rob Grant - Lost At Sea (2023) Bob Dylan - Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (1963) (LP van de Week) Foo Fighters - Show Me How (2023) Bob Dylan - I Shall Be Free (1963) (LP van de Week) Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds - We're Gonna Get There In The End (2023) Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - The Promised Land (live in Amsterdam, 2023)

Cappelle Calling is iedere maandagavond van 20:00 t/m 22:00 te horen op Radio 90FM. Iedere woensdagmiddag wordt de uitzending herhaald van 18:00 tot 20:00. Suggesties voor DisCovered of De Filmplaat zijn welkom via de Facebookpagina van het programma of via cappellecalling@gmail.com.

[petervc88]

Cappelle Calling met Rick Kraus - 24 september 2020 - ValleiRadio

Deze uitzending had ik weer eens iemand te gast die alle muziek had uitgekozen: Rick Kraus, journalist bij De Telegraaf en ooit werkzaam geweest als muzieksamensteller bij Radio 2.

Terug luisteren kan hier.

Dit was de playlist:

Uur 1:

Paul Simon - The Boy In The Bubble (1986) Simon & Garfunkel - I Am A Rock (1966) The Strokes - Someday (2001) The Clash - I Fought The Law (1978) (DisCovered) Acda & de Munnik - Lena (1999) Huub van der Lubbe - Tot Jij Mijn Liefde Voelt (2013) Bob Dylan - Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (1963) Belle and Sebastian - Piazza, New York Catcher (Filmplaat - uit 'Juno') Queen - You Take My Breath Away (Live In Hyde Park 1976) Amazing Stroopwafels - Oude Maasweg (1982) Ramses Shaffy - Door Alles Heen (1975) The Smiths - Cemetry Gates (1986) Spinvis - Stefan en Lisette (2017)

Uur 2:

Traveling Wilburys - Heading For The Light (1988) Paolo Nutini - No Other Way (2009) The Crickets - I Fought The Law (1960) (DisCovered) Supertramp - Goodbye Stranger (1979) Eels - That Look You Give That Guy (2009) Justin Bieber - Love yourself (2016) (Guilty Pleasure) Bram Vermeulen - Rode Wijn (1989) Boudewijn de Groot - Telkens Weer (1980) Fleetwood Mac - Landslide (1975) Pearl Jam - Black (Live MTV Unplugged, 1992) The Beatles - In My Life (1965) Sam Cooke - Cupid (live) (1963) Creedence Clearwater Revival - Long As I Can See The Light (1970)

Volgende week donderdagavond van 20:00 t/m 22:00 is er weer een nieuwe uitzending van Cappelle Calling op ValleiRadio.nl. Verzoekplaten of suggesties voor DisCovered, De Filmplaat of de Guilty Pleasure zijn welkom via de Facebookpagina van het programma.