#use it. and the way you determine whether you do top or bottom is through a list of ���top bottom bottom top bottom” that never changes and

[daily-xisuma]

[047] Applied my version of Doom's partial invisibility fuzz effect and an accidental offshoot I created in the process, heehee :-)

[lanawinterscigarettes]

um hi hallo :3 can i pls have dr gregory house x male intern reader… with feedism elements where the reader is the feeder role…….. :3

yeah, absolutely! just a disclaimer, I've never written anything relating to feedism/a feeding kink before so I'm not sure if this is all that good or not but I tried my best :]

(this IS something for kinktober just in case y'all are curious. I know because I got a previous ask for it) thanks for requesting something! <3

Kinktober 2024 Day 6: feedism (feeding kink) with Greg House x male reader

Warnings: smut/nsfw content, feedism, feedee House, feeder reader, alludes to House having slightly disordered eating, slight praise kink, belly rubbing/massaging, romanticizing/sexualizing weight gain (by the reader), brief solo masturbation from the reader at the end but no real smut other than that because I wasn't really sure how to incorporate that properly

House wasn't like most doctors. In fact, he wasn't like most people. His bedside manner was horrible and his social interactions could definitely use some work. Something that could also use some work was his strange eating habits.

It wasn't that he didn't eat. He wasn't anorexic, and he certainly didn't care what he looked like. He just didn't always put eating at his top list of priorities.

To be quite frank, he didn't view it as something he needed to do in order to survive. He needed to have cases to figure out, or else he'd go insane. And he needed his constant supply of Vicodin in order to help chase the pain away. But he didn't need to eat in order to live. The way he viewed it, he was better than that.

Sure, he had a habit of stealing Wilson's food from him, but that was more of a power thing than anything else. The bottom line was, if he had better things to do he most likely wasn't thinking about getting fed. Was it unhealthy? Most definitely, but it also wasn't exactly healthy of him to pop a pain pill every time a muscle of his tweaked wrong. Still, he managed.

Most people didn't notice this bad habit of his, and if they did it wasn't brought up. Obviously his addiction to painkillers was much more pressing than if he skipped the occasional meal.

You, on the other hand, thought it mattered a lot more than that. You noticed how he only seemed to be in the cafeteria at the hospital if he was either with Wilson or trying to avoid Cuddy. He went there out of boredom or if he was looking to kill time, not because he thought he had to eat. This was something you were bound and determined to help him work through, regardless of whether he wanted you to or not.

If he had any idea on what you were up to, he didn't say anything about it, too busy bossing around the ducklings to waste time with yet another intern, one that didn't really interest him at that. He was quite content to carry on as usual despite the plan you were forming to get him to change his poor eating habits.

There really weren't that many places in the hospital that he went in order to get away from Cuddy, which certainly made your job of finding him a whole lot easier. His office, Wilson's office, and funnily enough the chapel were his main choices. When he couldn't be found there, you figured maybe he was in an exam room down at the clinic, pretending to work. Turned out you were right.

You listened closely outside the door to Exam Room One to see if you could hear anyone in the room besides him on the off chance that he actually was with a patient. When you didn't hear anything, you decided to knock.

"With a patient!" He called out immediately in response, not even giving you the opportunity to speak first. Typical House.

Opening the door regardless, you found the unsurprising sight of him lounging in one of the chairs while playing on his Gameboy, the sound of beeping and video game music filling the room.

"Can you come back later? I'm a little busy right now." His attention was clearly focused on his game as he didn't even look up when he spoke.

Ignoring his request, you shut the door and entered the room. "When was the last time you've eaten today? And stealing Wilson's fries at lunch doesn't count."

"Well, hello to you, too," he muttered under his breath in response, purposely avoiding the question.

You weren't having it. "I'm serious. It's not healthy for you to go so long without having a proper meal."

"Yeah, I got that. You must forget, I'm also a doctor. A real one, at that. I'm not a temp or an intern like you are, I've got tenure."

His snarky reply didn't waiver you in the slightest. "If I go get you something from the cafeteria, will you eat it?" You knew how argumentative he could be, so you did your best to appease him through offering a compromise.

"I'm not hungry right now," he stubbornly insisted as he shut off his game and stood, grabbing his cane from where it was resting in the corner so he could use it to walk with.

Sighing in exasperation, you went to stand in front of the door so he couldn't leave. "I'll get you a Rueben, cold, with no pickles. That's your favorite, right?"

He paused, seeming intrigued by your offer, if not a little suspicious as well. "Go on."

Knowing you'd finally caught his attention, you decided to continue. "I'll bring it up to you in your office, and you can eat in privacy while you avoid everyone else."

"Except for you, apparently. You seem awfully eager to keep me fed." It was true, and you knew it. You had hoped it would come across more like you were just concerned (which was technically true) but clearly he'd picked up on your own selfish reasons to want to help him.

"One sandwich, that's all I'm asking. If you don't want to do something like this again after we're done, you don't have to."

At first you thought he was going to flat out refuse, but much to your surprise he actually seemed to contemplate it for a moment or two. "One sandwich. And I'm eating it in my office, away from other people," he wagered as if you weren't the one to suggest it in the first place.

Not wanting to miss the one chance you might have, you wholeheartedly agreed to his conditions and finally stepped away from the door so he could leave. It was a bit hard for you to keep your excitement at bay at the prospect of getting to feed him, though at first you didn't know why you were so intent on it. In any case, he'd agreed, and that's what mattered.

When you got up to his office, he was already lounging in the chair behind his desk, playing absentmindedly with a rubber band. "Oh, good. You brought me my lunch. And here I thought you were going to let me starve to death after you were so insistent on feeding me in the first place."

You rolled your eyes in response to his obvious sarcasm as you set the plastic wrapped sandwich down on the desk in front of him, along with a can of soda and a bag of chips.

"Hey, you said I only had to eat the sandwich," he pointed out in a whiny voice that was in the likeness of a petulant child.

"Just eat what you can." You sat down in front of him so you could watch him eat, something that he didn't seem to appreciate judging from the way he stopped opening the wrapping on his sandwich and stared back at you.

"What, do you want to feed me yourself?" He questioned in a mocking tone, obviously under the impression that you'd get offended and hopefully say no before getting up to leave. You answer was the exact opposite.

"Okay." That was the only thing you said before you stood and made your way over, taking the sandwich from him and continuing to unwrap it before handing him half. "Eat."

The command was soft yet firm, clearly not one that was meant to be ignored. For some strange reason he felt compelled to actually listen to you, something that didn't happen with him very often. Maybe it was due to the fact that you actually seemed to care and weren't just trying to spite him, like most people.

He took it from you, his icy blue eyes gazing upwards into yours as he began to eat. It seemed as though he was deadset on proving to you that he could eat when he really wanted to.

"There you go, good job."

House didn't get flustered, he was certain of it, but something about the way you said that gave him the little push he needed to keep eating, wanting to make you proud. The thought itself was utterly ridiculous, him needing someone else's praise in order to complete such a stupid and minor task. He finally broke his gaze from yours, instead choosing to focus on the sandwich he was taking slow yet deliberate bites of.

Once he was finished with the first half, you picked up the second and held it out to him. "Do you want the second half yet, or do you want to wait a couple minutes first?"

He let out a scoff at the question, as if he were offended by it. "What, did you think I was going to save it for later?" Your lack of a reaction at his usual snarkiness caused him to push down whatever he'd planned on adding to that, choosing instead to quietly take the other half of the sandwich from you to eat.

It was a strange and unfamiliar feeling, not having his stomach ache with its usual hunger pains. He didn't always immediately listen to the needs of his body unless it was the shooting pain he typically felt in his leg when he went too long without his pain meds.

For once, his stomach didn't feel empty and desolate, like how most of his relationships tended to be. It was odd, but not unwelcome.

Somehow you managed to convince him to at least start on the soda and chips, something that he didn't regret in the slightest. Nor did he regret it when you offered to rub his stomach afterwards, knowing it might ache a bit due to the expanding it was doing from the food intake.

"There you go. See, don't you feel better after actually eating something for once?" Your voice was low and soothing, your hand warm as it made slow, circular movements on his stomach. He could feel how gentle your touch was even through his clothes.

"I guess," he grumbled, making it clear that he still wasn't overly fond of letting you take care of him, even if it was only in one small aspect of his life. "This is just a one time thing though, alright? So don't get your hopes up."

Nodding your head, you made it seem as though you were agreeing with his statement that this was the only time it would happen. You, however, knew this was only the beginning. Somehow you'd get him to form the habit of eating more frequently, even if you had to be there with him.

You imagined what it would be like, getting to feed him everyday. The thought of being able to ensure his health and wellbeing while also helping him gain a few pounds... You wondered how he'd look with a little bit of extra fat on his stomach. You wondered if it would be noticeable through those band shirts he always wore to work.

The movements of your fist wrapped around your aching cock grew faster and more needy as you recalled your memories of what had happened earlier that day. The way he so willingly trusted you to feed him and even let you rub his belly after did nothing but bring you closer and closer to the edge until your seed finally spilled out onto your hand.

You panted heavily as you laid back on the bed, your eyes fluttering shut as you tried to catch your breath. You were sure it wouldn't take him long to realize your ulterior motives behind wanting to help him eat more, but you couldn't really find it in you to care. Not when the fantasy you had of him letting you coax him into gaining a little weight was far too delicous to let go of.

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[fisheito]

Neuron Activation Ranking - NU:CARNAL

it's list time. . .but i need to narrow down the criteria so it actually ends up a list and not a Blob of Varying Circumstances through which No Clear Tiers can be determined.

So here's a ranking of whose intimacy rooms i unlock first, based on Horny Potential🤔

Typically, i unlock rooms based on several criteria e.g., how much i like the specific outfit, how useful the unit would be in battle, whether i have enough intimacy gifts for them.

But let's pretend that EVERYONE has a unit in my box. All the above criteria are equal. In which order do I unlock them?

1! Eiden IF WE GOT REGULAR EIDEN UNITS HE WOULD BE FIRST BUT HERE I AM , REGULARLY EIDENLESS, . OH MY GOD when that anniversary banner offered galactic mist eiden i have never thrown my gems at a banner SO FAST SELFCEST KING EIDEN I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOUR YAOI MULLET BUT I NEED THAT HOT EIDEN ON EIDEN ACTION I NEED TO SEE THE GOD OF SEX DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST

2! Yakumo Sigh.

3! Morvay he gets priority because he has almost no content AND I AM SO CURIOUS. FASTPASS FOR MORV. that face he makes in Mauve Mayhem R5 ? where he's smushed into the pillow while being railed into oblivion? yeah. i think about that a lot. i would like to see more of that. please and thank you.

4/5! Garu and Rei it's a toss-up based on my mood. garu if i want to see someone submissive, rei if i want to see eiden getting pushed around a bit. How am i supposed to resist a powerbottom strutting around in thighhigh heeled boots? i can.t. No lie tho, I often have more incentive to unlock Garu bc i want to keep up with the MULTITUDE of puppyfans surrounding me 😂

6/7! Olivine and Edmond another shared ranking based on mood. oli if i want the juicy boobs and edmond if i want the juicy thighs LOL these two have dropped slightly in priority from my earlygame because i've unlocked more content with them and thus feel the need to balance by unlocking garu+rei first AHAHAHA but. two things will always draw me in: oli's freakiness and ed's b(oot)eautyness

8! Blade With the bottoms out of the way, I'll mosey on over to BB Blade. That wonderful weirdo often has something interesting going on, and I liiiiiive for The Novelty. What will e-droid bring to show and tell today? Maid dress? Chewing? Candle Darling? Let's see!

9! Dante kinda wanna see him and eiden do their silly sex competitions. maaaybe see him get fokin pwned by eiden in the battle of experience. maaaaaaaaaybe watch him struggle to suppress his stupid embarrassing romantic side . DEEEEEFINITELY laugh at how badly he's fallen for eiden.

10! Kuya i find kuya super pretty, but i end up unlocking him more for lore reasons. i love how he spices up the character interactions with his. . kuya-ness, but i'm not keen on getting edged into oblivion and bearing his bebbehs , yaknowwhatimean.

11! Aster Aster would be around here if his future SSRs follow the flavour of his current LongAster card. i'm too busy admiring him for his Stone Top vibes to summon much horny for him 😆 but i WOULD unlock him for potential morvaster interactions and, of course, the lore.

12! Quincy somehow, he doesn't activate any horny within me. idk. every time he says something's too troublesome, i'm just agreeing with him frfr. i'd rather nod at him respectfully as we go about our separate affairs in the forest than ride him into the sunset. also i am scared of his dick.

FAC (Frequently Anticipated Comments)

You could have just said you were a dom lol Nooooo little old me? i'm sooooo tired. imagine taking control for longer than 3 minutes. too much also, you think i'd be able to dom rei?! HAH i'm getting stepped on by birdcat heels. i'm not about to fight a futile battle.

3 minutes are all you need sometimes( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°) i'm not about to speedrun someone's cummies leave me alone

What about Bottom Quincy? i'm listening...

I completely agree with your ranking and am thrilled to have found a kindred spirit. Thank you, comrade. I am glad we could somehow find each other in this infinite swirling cosmos of time and space. 🤝

[s0apmactav1sh]

Well this isnt the way meeting you was meant to go."

Were the first words that slipped from your mouth when you found yourself tied up, sitting on a shitty wooden chair in the interrogation room of the 141 base. The dumb grin that you had was enough to piss of the lieutenant of the group landing you a punch to the face that left you with a bleeding nose and a look of irratation. How you had even gotten to the base was a question they were definitely going to have to ask.

You had disappeared after your initial meeting with laswell and vanish from tge radar. Well tgat was until you showed up at the base, sliding in through a closing door behind a few entering soldiers. You had managed to stay unfound until you diliberately exposed yourself to price, nearly jumpscaring him when you appeared behind him. Doing that also led to your unconsiousness as prices reaction lead him to wacking you full force with his wing into the side wall of his office.

-

Outside the interrogation the other 3 stood, in a full scale conversation while looking through the oneway glass at you. You were just like Laswell described. Fairly tall 6,3 or 6,4 by the looks of it, janky scars that ran over your face in several places, semi-muscular build not too much but a good amount that it was impressive and to top it all off the pointy ears at the side of your head that was being barely cover by the blackish-blue mess of hair you had. They had confiscated the weapons you had on you and taken the burner phones aswell most of which only had laswells number.

"What do we do bout 'im. We cant let him join us we know nothin bout 'im and he aint trustworthy." Soap wasnt wrong with his accusations. There hadnt been much on the file laswell had sent over and even with the new founded information that they were given after the meet up it still wasnt enough to determine on whether you would be able to handle being on a taskforce with other monsters.

The harpy and dragon were quiet for a moment before the slamming of the door open and ghost storming out had them jolting. "How on gods earth did he manage to annoy ghost?" "We should be asking a different question, like where the fucker went" at the sound of soaps words both price and gaz looked at the still open door and the empty interrogation room. Taking it upon himself Gaz entered the room just to make sure you werent just playing tricks only for the door to be shut behind him and locked.

-

"Aint you a pretty bird?"

Gaz wasnt expecting you to still be in the room let alone crouching on the roof but the shock of it gave him a chance to fully look over you. Your skin wasnt normal, instead it had a hint of blue most wouldnt notice. A long tail flicking behind you the same midnight blue colour like your hair and small fangs rest on your bottom lip as you smiled, well attempted to, at him.

"You didnt leave?"

-

This is meh. Do I hate it? Yes. Have i the balls to change? Yes but I wont cuz ive put it off for like 3 weeks now 😭

[lazykatie]

What could’ve happened at Castlecoming Week (Part 1)

Pairing: Young Captain James Hook x Princess Bridget of Wonderland

You can find the part 2 or part 3 here.

You can find the Aftermath of the Castlecoming Ball here (part 1, part 2, Part 3).

James Hook is bored, to say the least. The thing that happened to Uliana earlier has been a source of amusement for him. But, it didn’t last long as the said girl was hard to calm down afterward. 

Now, he’s on the bustling streets of the town right next to Merlin’s Academy. He rolled his eyes at the couples on the street, all buzzing about Castlecoming. Sure, he understood it was a big deal, even Hades and Maleficent were going. Heck, even Uliana and Morgie are going. Although, that’s just going to be Morgie following Uliana like a lost puppy.

He sighs and stops at the store, or rather a boutique. Yes, he’s going too whether he liked it or not since his, ugh, “friends” insisted on him going. What can he say, if he’s going, he needed to impress the ladies.

He enters the boutique. The first thing that stands out to him is a certain bubbly, pink-haired princess of wonderland. She was trying out, ugh, pink dresses, no less.

This is going to be fun.

“Why fancy seeing you here, Pinkie.” Hook said, his voice dripping with mock surprise as he circled around her.

“Hook!” Bridget jumped, clearly startled. She seemed tense, likely still rattled from the fiasco with Uliana.

He continued to circle around her as he scanned her from top to bottom, with his hook on his chin.

Bridget gulped before she started, “Uhm, how is Uli doing? Is she alright?” 

Hook stopped in his tracks and laughed, the sound sharp and humorless.

“Uli,” he stressed, “is doing fine. You shouldn’t worry about her.”

He moved in front of her, using his hook to gently lift her chin, bringing her face close to his. “You should be worrying about yourself after the stunt you pulled earlier.” 

“I didn’t mean any harm. I warned her about the flamingo feathers.” She said, looking down, guilt clouding her expression

Hook smirked, stepping back. "Bold of you. Most would just stay out of her way." His gaze lingered on her dress. "And even bolder to be out shopping for a dress, knowing Uliana’s got it out for you now."

“Was it really that bad?” She asked with hope in her voice.

“Well, lass.” He moved his face over to her shoulder and whispered, “Why don’t you tell me.”

He moved away with a smirk on his face, curious. What in Merlin's world is running through her head? She’s constantly tried to bribe them with some treats to be her friends. No one can actually be that nice, right?

“I-” Bridget struggled to find the right words.

Hook raised his eyebrows, urging her to continue.

“I’ll make it up to her!” She declared with a determined face.

He just laughed, hysterically. He couldn’t really predict her.

“Whatever you say, Princess.” He said as he proceeded to find a tuxedo suited for him.

Before going any further, he stopped on his tracks and turned to Bridget’s direction.

“Red.” He said as she glanced in his way. 

“Red would suit you, Pinkie.” 

“At least with red, it wouldn’t look like a unicorn barfed all over you,” he added, then headed to the men’s section.

Bridget watched him go, a smile forming on her face. She couldn't help but feel she might have gained a friend—an unexpected one in Hook.

~~~

A/N: (○•○) Maybe that’s why she named her daughter Red. I totally ship!!! (♡v♡)

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[csuitebitches]

How To Make Full Use of Networking Events

Networking events and conferences are great because you get to meet and learn from experts but also connect with peers. I recently attended one and I wanted to share things I wish I had done before and what I learned.

1. Define an Objective

You have to determine why exactly you want to go to the event. Are you looking for a career change? A job? Advice on how to be better at your current job? How to tackle some issues in your start up? Networking? Make a list of the reasons.

2. Research

You need to research the speakers extensively. Go over their Wikipedias, LinkedIns and other social medias. Read their company websites from top to bottom. If they’ve released a book, take a look at the summary and read the reviews. Read some of their published articles.

Take this time to prepare at least 3 questions per speaker. Try to make at unique and interesting as possible, don’t ask the usual generic ones.

3. Business Cards

Definitely carry business cards. Make sure that your email, LinkedIn is mentioned clearly. Even if you work at a different company, that doesn’t matter- show your job title on the business card. Better yet, ask your HR if they can give you business cards as you would be promoting their company through your event. If you’re a student, I’d recommend you make a portfolio website of your internships/ project/ past work/ volunteer work/ hobbies/ interests.

4. Actually Talking

During the event, don’t be shy to ask questions. It doesn’t matter whether the rest of the audience thinks they’re stupid. You have spent your money to come there for your gain. Make full use of it. Ask questions. Meet the speaker after the event. Thank them for the insight, introduce yourself, ask them questions related to your objective of coming to the conference. Exchange business cards.

5. Utilising Coffee Breaks

Coffee and lunch breaks are a great way to talk to people. You may feel shy or awkward to talk to new people, but there’s very high chances that they feel the same way. You can start off by asking someone how they heard about the event, what they thought of the speaker, or pass a remark on the question they asked the speaker. Keep in mind that if the event has multiple speakers, there could be a chance that you’re talking to a speaker, even if you don’t recognise them… so be on your best behaviour.

6. Questions

Ask questions that are beneficial to you. During my conference, we had a women-leaders panel. An audience member asked the speakers how they divided their work between family and work. The speakers looked visibly annoyed at the question - because how generic is that?

Ask questions that could help you grow. If you’re in marketing, ask about their tried and tested marketing strategies. If you’re an early stage founder, ask them how they sourced their VC. If you’re struggling with time management, ask the speakers how they manage. Ask the questions for YOUR own benefit.

You can ask difficult questions but make sure you do it respectfully and tactfully. Best to start with a compliment and then ease into the question.

7. Dressing

Business casual, unless mentioned otherwise. What this means: blazer/ jackets/ trousers/ pencil skirts/ shirt/ co-ord sets/ no sneakers.

It doesn’t matter what other people wear. The way you present yourself is your brand. It also shows the respect you have for the other person - you respect them enough to not come shabbily dressed.

[leggerefiore]

Hello! I fully blame Pokemon Masters for this, because ever since they put Giovanni in the little friendship room, I've developed a crush. (Which, tbh, isn't too surprising, seeing as I adore Cyrus and Guzma) So I was wondering if you would bless me with some headcanons for the Team Rocket leader. I lean more to NSFW, but I will take what I can get! Please and thank you, my friend!

cw: 18+ content, AFAB reader, mentions of exhibitionism

🚀Giovanni General NSFW HCs🐈

🟥 His familiarity with sex is extremely apparent from the get-go. He never denied himself such carnal pleasures and absolutely will admit openly that he was quite fond of friends with benefits or sporadic one-night stands with basic strangers. There is a certain smugness in him about how well attuned he is to sexual matters, enjoying how easily he used to make his partners cry out from pleasure. That is all put behind him when he falls into something like a relationship with you. Those previous vices do not get him quite like your body does. There is nothing he wants more than you.

🟥 He mostly enjoys the physicality of sex. The pleasure that it erupts from one's body… He admits that he likes to indulge himself where he can. Your sweet cries in the hot air as he ruts into you, Giovanni does not think he can get enough. The erotic way your body contorts from the sensation… He commits everything to his memory to please you even better next time. He also enjoys simply observing how his body makes yours react. When his fingers dig into that place inside of you that makes you cry. Or, when bottoms out and you whine. There is a certain grin that splits his face.

🟥 There are many places that Giovanni will have sex. Obviously, around your home, but the office is a very common one. If work becomes overwhelming or even if it is going well, you may just get a call to come join him. You will quickly find yourself either sitting in his lap or pinned against his desk. Whether it is good or bad reasons that bring you there determines how rough he will be. There are also times he has you tucked under his desk mouthing at his cock while he gives direct orders to both grunts and executives. It is terrifying how well he holds himself together despite the clear pleasure he is getting. He may even get risky and do it in a meeting with a business partner, should you agree. You will be sitting in his lap as he makes direct eye contact with the shaking businessman across from you. His hand slides into your underwear to press between your folds. It takes little longer for them to relent to whatever Giovanni wanted.

🟥 For head… He prefers receiving but does not mind giving depending on the situation. There is a smugness that is obvious when he has you knelt before him, licking up his cock before finally taking the head into your mouth. A low growl while leave him as it does deeper in. His hand is careful as it tangles into your hair and looks down at you. There is a something that he can only get out of power-tripping. When giving, he finds himself preferring to have you splayed out against a surface while he leans in. His tongue pressed between your folds with an almost practised familiarity. He sucks at your clit with a trained pressure and watches as your face twists in pleasure. Your hand comes to hold his short hair when he focuses his attention instead on your entrance. His tongue swirls around for a moment before it dips in. A groan leaves his throat and goes right through you when you tighten your grip on him. He finds your reactions simply delectable.

🟥 He is a top – dominant, whatever other term one might use. Giovanni likes being in control, so even when he lets you take the reins, it is done with the understanding that at any time, you might just find the roles reversed whenever he feels like it. He loves the feeling of you under him most, however. His hands gripping your hips as he ruts into you and the cold metal of his desk counters the heat of your body, or them gripping your wrists together as he fucks you harder into the sheets of your bed. The trainer who had nearly beat him – Look at them now, he would think to himself. It is also easier to just let him have the control he so clearly wants.

🟥 He has a few kinks… A bit of role-play he prefers is either finding a rat in his organisation or teaching a grunt how to get on his good side. Both involve a bit of bondage – a favourite kink of his. It also skews in shibari... A little bit of torment is not above him. Power play, too, and there is a bit of exhibitionism with you. Though, granted, it is all looking and no touching. You belong solely to him, after all. He also may enjoy a bit of impact play or seeing you in Persian ears, too.

🟥 His libido is pretty average while leaning towards high. It might be getting lower as he ages, but he is more than able to meet the needs of his partner when he has time. Or, well, he will be more than happy to take a break and give them orders on how to masturbate over the phone. When he is home or around, sex is pretty simple to initiate — just ask. If he is not busy, he will usually be up for a round to get out whatever is in his system. Not to mention what a good pick-me-up it is. Wordlessly, you can initiate by sitting in his lap and giving him a pleading look or wearing something revealing enough to catch his eye. That might make him be a little more rough, though.

🟥 His dirty talk can get filthy. Comments about how your body looks overcome with pleasure or genuine praises about how you simply feel so wonderful are the most common. His sharp eyes watch your face twist from how his thumb plays with your clit in time with his thrusts. That grin of his comes across his face as he grips your hips to pull you in more, “My, what an erotic expression you have. What would your old allies think if they saw you like this?” Every word almost is accentuated with hit into the sensitive spot inside you. Or, his stare bore into you while your hips bounce up and down in his cock. Liquid hot pleasure rushes through his with each movement. He blinks slowly. “Just like that. You are remarkable. Keep it up,” his voice is husky as he speaks. It all went right between your legs.

🟥 There are few real “no's” for him. A simple one is a daddy kink. That is something he would not oblige for various reasons, and he cannot be swayed in any way. He likely will not be a fan of any kind of threesome due to how possessive he can get of you, so unless you want someone sitting in a chair watching him go to town on you, maybe do not ask for that.

🟥 His aftercare is lighting up a cigarette and thinking about work… Well, he will order you to drink some water and possibly join you for a bath if you want one. He lacks in this department severely – most of his previous encounters did not really include that. You will have to introduce him to your needs. He will make a slight effort to meet them. Want to cuddle? Sure, he does not exactly have anything else to do right now. Food? Sure, he will order something. Reassurance? He will say a few nice things. It gets better the longer you are together, at least.

[patricia-von-arundel]

FOR ANYONE IN FLORIDA:

Governor Ronald McDonald McDipshit is trying to require public colleges to hand over info on transgender (or, I assume, otherwise gender-nonconforming) students.

Under both FERPA (Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act) and HIPAA (Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act), this is illegal.

FERPA protects your college records if that college receives federal funding. Under FERPA, even your parents cannot request your grades, your classes, or your medical records in the hands of the college (among other things). Circumstances under which records can be shared without your authorization are limited:

"FERPA generally prohibits disclosure without consent, either internally or externally, of personally identifiable information from education records. But it permits (although it does not require) such disclosure without consent in certain situations. These include:

1. to other school officials, including teachers, within the institution who the college determines have legitimate educational interests;

2. to the parents of a student under age 21 concerning the student's violation of any federal, state, or local law or school policy or rule governing alcohol or drug use or possession; and

3. in connection with a health or safety emergency."

(https://www.cga.ct.gov/2005/rpt/2005-R-0195.htm)

HIPAA applies to all medical records, whether held by a college, a hospital, or a private doctor's office. Again, there are guidelines for exactly when your information can be shared without express, written permission from you:

"The Privacy Rule sets rules and limits on who can look at and receive your health information

To make sure that your health information is protected in a way that does not interfere with your health care, your information can be used and shared:

For your treatment and care coordination

To pay doctors and hospitals for your health care and to help run their businesses

With your family, relatives, friends, or others you identify who are involved with your health care or your health care bills, unless you object

To make sure doctors give good care and nursing homes are clean and safe

To protect the public's health, such as by reporting when the flu is in your area

To make required reports to the police, such as reporting gunshot wounds"

In other words, DeSantis cannot legally access your medical (or other college) records, either through the college itself, a hospital, or an individual.

Both FERPA and HIPAA are federal programs, so they apply no matter where you are in the US and how much DeSantis stomps his little feet and yells. FERPA protects your educational records; HIPAA protects your medical records (specifically, PHI, or Protected Health Information). DeSantis could ask to know how many people at the Mickey Mouse Medical Hospital have received prescriptions for hormones, had top or bottom surgery, etc., but he cannot demand access to your name, SSN, birthdate, specific treatment records, etc., unless you provide written authorization for him to do so. Along the same lines, he could demand the College of Rats in the Kitchen and Gators on the Stage tell him how many students total identify as transgender, nonbinary, genderfluid, gender non-conforming, etc. He could even ask for the average GPA of trans students compared to cis students (as a whole). But he cannot - again - ask for your personal records, or any of the information therein, without your express permission.

Don't panic, okay? I know the federal government isn't always trustworthy, but I've spent enough time dealing with both FERPA and HIPAA to know that they take this stuff very seriously. If you need to contact someone about a violation of either -

FERPA (college records) is under the US Department of Education, and you can find more info on reporting a potential violation here:

HIPAA (which covers all your medical info) is under the US Health and Human Services' Office of Civil Rights, and you can find more info on reporting a violation here:

At the moment, DeSantis is requesting only information not covered by either HIPAA or FERPA: "Republican Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis is asking state universities for the number and ages of their students who sought gender dysphoria treatment, including sex reassignment surgery and hormone prescriptions, according to a survey released Wednesday."

Source:

If you are concerned that your records either as a student or a patient may have been shared without your permission, either because of this or in any other circumstance, you have rights.

Hang in there.

[katblu42]

Feeling a bit sad and sorry for myself - because I had a whoops moment, and it's my own silly fault.

Since it's the final day of my holiday up on the Sunshine Coast, I dragged myself away from the resort to go and explore that waterfall.

The day is overcast, there are infrequent showers, especially as you go inland where I was headed. So I reminded myself to wear decent footwear - tossed up whether to wear the proper hiking boots, but the grip on my sneakers is pretty good, so I went with those.

Managed to do the 20min drive, and only got slightly lost thanks to the unmarked turn onto the track leading to the carpark, and arrived to find only 2 other cars parked there.

Took lots of photos at the top of the falls, trying to avoid snapping the teenagers who were climbing on the rocks, swimming below the falls and exploring. That was all fine.

It was when I started heading down to the bottom of the falls that things went south. The ground was damp (due to rain and humidity rather than the falls), muddy in places, and many of the rocks were slippery. Knowing this, I was treading carefully.

Not carefully enough.

Picking my way across a narrow section of wet rocks, thinking my footing was sound, I discovered the tread on my sneakers is a little more worn than I thought when I slipped.

My left hand hit first, my bottom landed in a shallow puddle and my momentum carried enough that my head smacked the rocks in my follow through! (And after the initial "Ow!" and rub of the back of my head, I counted myself lucky that the camera was in its case and suffered no damage, and my phone miraculously survived undamaged in my back pocket.)

As I carefully picked myself off and dusted myself off, I looked back at the latest couple to have arrived at the falls - still taking selfies at the top - and the teens now climbing the rocks on the other side. None of them seemed to have noticed my accident. None of them said anything.

For a moment I thought about calling it quits and going back to the car, but now I was wet, a little muddy, and not not really wanting to inflict that on the seat of the rental car just yet.

So, in a fit of stubborn determination to make this trip worth the mild discomfort, I decided to keep going, now triply careful at every step, and using my hands on trees and rocks to give myself extra support as I made my way down the rocks to get photos of the falls from lower down.

There may be a slight lump at the back of my head. I'm not sure, but there might be a little bit of bruising on my butt, and the palm of my left hand was slightly swollen for a while and has "scratches" that don't break the skin.

Were the photos worth it? Dunno.

[granulesofsand]

If this ask is too upsetting then you can leave it alone for a while. Bodily we are an adult. We do not want to intrude in the space of RAMCOA survivors but this has been on our mind for a few months. TWS: Sexual, physical and emotional abuse, BDSM, lots of kinks. We've been abused by two different people in our life, both were minors around our age at the time. The first one was coercive for sure but we don't think he had any sort of complex plan. He would hit and insult us in front of friends, and flashed us a few times when we were alone. Second abuser was our ex, had more access to us due to us dating. They didn't know we have DID and we didn't know at the time either. This is where we suspect possible programming happened; even though they weren't aware of our condition there was a lot of focus on control and different roles. Even before we were officially together they "introduced" us to a lot of BDSM concepts, mainly through writing smut with us. When we started dating, they started actually acting on those concepts though. Almost always they were the "dom/top" while we were the "sub/bottom". Some of us tried to fight back and were punished while others gave in entirely. Which led to us developing a lot of alters dedicated to specific sexual "tasks", so many that I believe we've just barely scratched the surface on member count. The list of stuff they made us do (aside from "traditional" lesbian sex) included breath play, pet play, impact play, and watersports. Just to maintain some privacy I won't say how long this went on for, but we were both (older) minor teens and it lasted long enough to be a clearly established pattern. The persecutors will randomly re-enact trauma, both inwardly and outwardly. Even if we try to resist at first there is NO way out of it. The reenactments will happen and we just have to weather the storm. tldr; Abusive ex used BDSM as a means on control, questioning if we were programmed or mind controlled somehow.

Thanks. -🐊

Bare-Bones Programming

Always important to say that we are not experts on your experience, and the information we provide is ultimately for your decision.

🗝️🏷️ RAMCOA, SA, programming and deprogramming

Programming has two basic requirements:

The perpetrator(s) intend to control you

By creating self-states or conditioning self-states to cues

The second situation you described sounds like it aligns pretty neatly with that. It’s not as extensive as what a group or a practiced programmer might produce, but there are bits of advice aimed towards survivors that might help you.

Members who have ‘jobs’ or ‘tasks’ or similar are a fair indication of Mind Control, and it might serve to ask who assigned them this task, even if you already have an inkling. Their responses will determine whether they feel the obligation to the perp or themselves.

What to Do

The first step towards decreasing reenactment is guidelines. Establish for every member a set of standards, most negotiable and some required. Maybe y’all agree to clean up your own messes (negotiated and with exceptions) and understand that no member engages sexually before discussion (required).

This sets a clear precedent for what is expected and what members agree to when they interact with one another and the world. Sometimes it’s a matter of not knowing, and with practice the issue is no longer. It’s not likely everything is solved like this, but better to start early.

Next is demonstrating healthy interactions. Many collectives prefer to start outside, to gain experience they don’t already have. A friend is a good goal, someone y’all trust or a few people certain members confide in.

If it’s not too big a trigger, look into consensual BDSM. Start with reading, maybe novels or SFW explanatory websites to avoid too much resemblance to trauma.

Not every collective feels secure enough with each other to do this, but consider having two members with matching preferences to try a safer encounter. One member could also practice on their own if that’s preferable, or with a predetermined safe outside person.

Experiencing more non-abusive (or less abusive, but file that away until you’ve failed with other methods) BDSM— and plain sexuality— provides more data to work off of in the future. A truly healthy scenario may take time, but even lots of breaks and slow-going is better than remaining where you are.

None of these are required, but sexual reenactment is not fun. You could always start with something like sharing (or not sharing) food or belongings to get in some basis of consent without including relationships or sex.

With that or as an alternative, work on shame and disgust. Shame is what you feel for yourself, disgust is what you feel towards another. This could look like positive affirmations, telling or writing down stories you haven’t yet, getting to know members without judgement.

I don’t remember who said it, but there’s a phrase: “Hating having others doesn’t have to mean hating the others”. Not every collective has the phobia of other members, but it is well-documented and a necessity to overcome for teamwork.

Later

There are methods of working through memories and integrating them, maybe to remove barriers between members or fuse them. It helps take steam out of flashbacks and urges, putting a memory together.

It takes trust, though, and a willingness to work with and support other members. Once you make progress with those, you can decide together how to proceed.

You can find resources on the Legion System’s TikTok LinkTree, no account required to get there on a web browser.

Some are pushy for fusion or integration, and there is a theme of brokenness. We found Safe Passage to Healing and Becoming Yourself helpful. They do have good information, but take breaks and skip what you have to.

I hope that helped, even if it was maybe one paragraph of the question you actually asked.

[casliveblog]

Custom Toonami Block Week 180 Rundown

The Witch from Mercury: This episode starts out with a nice little scene that I wanna break down for a bit because I think it goes through the themes of the episode and Suletta and Mirorine’s character developments. Suletta’s still upset that she doesn’t know Fake Ceres is dead and thinks she’s just being ghosted while Miorine’s a little disturbed by this sudden bout of heterosexuality in her new wife but she basically establishes Suletta does have protagonist syndrome and will just kinda run in and help anyone she sees while Miorine is the queen of staying in her own lane and doesn’t stick her neck out for anyone. The two are invited to the big Investment Ball and we get to have some fun seeing everyone in their fancy dresses and everyone comments on how Miorine’s actually supporting her new fiancée instead of doing her self-proclaimed staying in her own lane showing Suletta has rubbed off on her a bit, this whole episode is basically showing the ways Suletta has helped Miorine grow and it’s really kinda cool. Miorine meets her new mother-in-law Prospera and they kinda have a passive-aggressive chat since Prospera is still kinda mad about Miorine’s dad murdering her entire crew but is also a fan of how much Miorine’s not a fan of her dad. Prospera basically tells her that for someone that hates her situation so much she sure doesn’t hesitate to use the perks and status available to her and with no standing of her own she won’t get anywhere with just determination and words of pride. Real Ceres has to take Fake Ceres’s place since he’s, you know, fucking dead, and we’re in the awkward situation where the real guy has to pretend to be the guy that was pretending to be him and Suletta’s hoping to progress a relationship that no longer exists while Real Ceres has to pretend he knows what she’s talking about and is oddly more amicable yet more dubious than Fake Ceres. The two get on stage and get called out for the whole NewType thing that happened last episode which apparently only happens with two Gundams that synchronize. Ceres’s group is like ‘oh yeah we made a Gundam too btw, we’ll take the tax writeoff’ and Suletta’s gonna get executed or some shit, the difference between rich people and poor people breaking the law. Miorine’s character development culminates in her coming to Suletta’s rescue, promising to make a company out of Prospera’s company and the defunct part of Ceres’s group that will work to make sure Gundams no longer kill people since neither Suletta nor Ceres are dead from piloting Gundams. Like Legally Speaking that doesn’t matter, bottom line Gundams are still illegal even if they eliminate the reason they were outlawed so you shouldn’t be able to make a company that does that without changing the law but Miorine’s dad basically makes the laws so I guess it doesn’t matter. Still, just as Prospera said, no one will invest in the new Gund-Arm company run by a teenager without some more pull. So Miorine bravely abandons all pretense and earnestly asks her father to invest in the project she believes in. Whether it’s genuine care for her after all this or some smug satisfaction of seeing her actually ask for his help, he does invest a small amount which causes a domino effect since the top guy invested everyone else fully funds Miorine’s Kickstarter to save her wife. The funny thing is Prospera basically works for Miorine now and she does confirm that Aerial is a Gundam which for some reason freaks Suletta out.

Inuyasha The Final Act: Sesshomaru goes to mope to Totosai about his dad kind of being a dick and wanting him to master Meido Zangetsuha to give it to Inuyasha because he’s the protagonist. Totosai confirms this is the truth and it is kind of a dick move but he also says that their father cared for Sesshomaru too and also had a long-term plan for him but he’ll never realize it while he’s still attached his father’s heirlooms as the only path forward. Meanwhile while Sesshomaru’s away, Naraku takes the chance to just come after Kohaku personally which is the most awkward ‘Main villain slowly chases the weakest characters in the plot’ sequence since Aizen chased Ichigo’s friends around Karakura Town, though Naraku’s kind of run out of henchmen at this point since he has to do this shit himself and can’t actually touch Kohaku’s shard directly since Kikyo’s light is still protecting it. Still you’d think he’d be able to catch up to A-Un or like blanket the forest in Miasma faster than Kohaku can get away since this is big Post-Hakurei Naraku against two children, an imp and a horse, never thought you’d see the whole plot hinge on fucking A-Un did you? Eventually he does catch up but Sango’s able to save Kohaku from Naraku’s control while the others are delayed by Byakuya. Still, one of my favorite moments in the series happens when Sango throws Hiraikotsu and Naraku’s like ‘bro I am the main villain, you really think you can take me with a D-list attack?’ and gets absolutely WRECKED by the Poison Hiraikotsu, to the point where he can’t regenerate and everyone gets a hit in on him before he has to run away with his tail between his legs. This’d be like if during that Aizen scene fucking Renji came out of nowhere and smacked Aizen down, like it’s great, I really appreciate it. Still they heal up Kohaku and get him to agree to stay with the main group so he’s not in grave danger whenever Sesshomaru has a temper tantrum because this will not be the last time. Naraku also has a shard of Kanna’s demon to have Byakuya give to Sesshomaru which I know what this is, it’s time for the best grudge match in the series.

Castlevania: Last time after we got an update on everyone except Isaac, now we get Isaac. After raiding another town for a mirror that shows him Hector’s being held in Carmilla’s castle, the people are predictably assholes and he starts murdering only to come to an uneasy alliance with a ship captain that will take him where he needs to go. Meanwhile Carmilla develops a plan to use the fact that 90% of the Vampire leaders are dead and everywhere’s in chaos to basically take over the country using the manufactured manpower that Hector can provide. The rest of the girl squad rightly tell her if he’s so crucial to the plan she probably shouldn’t have made his life a living hell and beat him within an inch of dying. Like this is what I mean when I say Carmilla has her carrot and stick backwards, she likes to think she’s this epic chessmaster femme fatale but she’s just not very good at it which at least her squad is aware of. One of the squad named Lenore offers to bring Hector back around from hating their guts and judging by the anecdotes it seems like she’s quite similar to Hector in personality so I’m intrigued to see where this’ll go now that Hector’s character development is in the hands of someone more subtle than a flying mallet. Not much happens with Trevor and Sypha this time but local busybody and Jack Sparrow type Saint Germain realizes he can’t out-Jack Sparrow Trevor but he does get access to the Priory for the purposes of getting more occult shit done for the Dracula Sympathizers that run the place. The only weird thing is apparently they think Dracula’s with his wife in Hell and bitch that lady was the kindest woman in the world she better be in heaven or ain’t none of us getting in. Lastly Alucard finds two Japanese Vampire Hunters who want to use his new home base to better learn how to hunt vampires. Kind of convenient that after resolving himself to use the combined knowledge of Dracula and the Belmonts for good an opportunity to do that just kinda falls into his lap but sure, give Alucard some replacement humans so he doesn’t go crazy from solitary confinement.  

Delicious in Dungeon: It’s a full-on Marcille episode this week, we get her backstory and learn she basically has Gifted Child Burnout Syndrome because she was really good in school and did everything by the books but has a hard time adapting when things don’t really shake out the same in an active environment. Baby Falin takes her to a real dungeon and Marcille realizes that the reason everyone calls Falin weird is cause she’s FUCKIN’ WEIRD, but also they become friends when Falin teaches her about the ecosystems of dungeons and helps her advance her dream of basically making an auto-farm minecraft dungeon that’s risk free. Back in the present she reflects on how the other party members left them after Falin was captured and is kinda holding it against them especially since she probably has the strongest connection to Falin out of anyone except MAYBE Laios, and that’s a big maybe. However she’s attacked and fucked right up by an Undine which is only the second time someone’s been fucked up so far in this campaign and they have to use the Joestar Family Secret Technique to survive but because Marcille’s a squishy wizard she’s basically out of juice and they feed her grilled liver to replenish her blood and shit. It’s kind of funny how we get to see her outside of the context of being the squad’s punching bag, like in her element she’s like the Frieren of her circle but she’s essentially in the wrong series. Anyway one of the girls that left them is on their way down to where the party’s at so guess we’re heading for another confrontation maybe.

Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End: It’s Fern’s birthday again and after all the hubbub with Stark’s birthday, he seemingly forgot about hers and she is pissed. Sein puts in some good work as the new team member and official adult-ish person and councils Fern, basically saying the same thing I did before that she doesn’t really have the best experience dealing with men and she needs to be a little more patient when it comes to letting relationships develop. Stark reveals he didn’t actually forget but wanted to go out and pick something with Fern like she did for him but once things started getting heated he basically got too flustered and angry to try and elaborate. Sein and Frieren talk about their half-and-half responsibility as adults whereas both of them are also pretty childish in their own ways but are also good role models in different ways. Frieren reminisces about Heiter talking about how every adult is really a child inside but tries to act authoritative to guide the actual children and she praises both him and Sein with headpats for their adult-ish efforts. Next they’re traveling by carriage and get abducted by a griffin thing and we learn about the limits of flight magic because as any DBZ fan will tell you, having unlimited flight does kinda fuck with your worldbuilding. Still they manage to make a crash landing and we get a nice little vignette about the ring Himmel gave Frieren and the bracelet Stark gave fern basically being Amulets of Mara and meaning eternal love, Stark had no fucking clue but Himmel knew exactly what it meant and gave it to Frieren on purpose in a shot that’s quite a bit like a wedding proposal. Fern refuses to remove the bracelet since whatever external meaning it has, to her it’s a symbol of Stark’s hard work to make her happy and that’s what matters (also shipping stuff I guess if you wanna go that route), meanwhile Frieren’s only just learned of the true meaning of the ring and she lost it in the crash, just like Fern it means more to her because Himmel gave it to her rather than the symbol on it and she is grateful when the coachman gives her a spell to help find it and the light of her memory literally guides her to it, very good episode.

Vinland Saga: At long last Thorfinn finally comes home, it’s so dissonant to see Iceland barely change after all Thorfinn’s been through. Also it’s pretty funny to watch him have no idea what to do with his family, like he’s felt nothing but rage and/or stalwart determination for so long that watching him just kinda cave is pretty comedic. Ylva just straight up doesn’t believe it’s him and thinks Leif is punking them which is hard to discount when he literally has a backup Thorfinn he adopted right next to him, like it’s gotta be hard to identify someone across continents and decades before any sort of ID came into place considering Thorfinn doesn’t look anything like he did four years ago nevertheless sixteen. Still when his mom sees him she instantly knows it’s him, as mothers tend to do. He tells everyone the story of the whole series and it blows them away as much as it does us. Honestly I expected a little more pushback on the “You want to do WHAT with the slaves!?” but I’mma just chalk that up to Thorfinn telling the story really well. He also explains that he has to go as far as he can to get away from the reach of warring kings like Canute so people who want peace and freedom have a place to go. I’m tempted to say Iceland already seems pretty peaceful but we saw in season one the Vikings can just dip right in there if they need to, so it makes some sense he wants to start somewhere new instead of building up the existing village. Leif signs off on it and we’ve got ourselves a One Piece/Dr. Stone arc of sailing to an undiscovered place. Thorfinn does one last reflection on the top of the hill from episode one, remembering the slave his father freed and the first act of kindness in the series, reaffirming to himself that he will make a place for the helpless to run to where they can have peace.

And that does it for Vinland Saga, the last of the "Fuck it" pack I did a while back where I just dumped a bunch of shows I thought would be good for Toonami but was tired of waiting for and ironically absolutely none of them came to real Toonami in that time even though it's been over a year at this point, kinda wild to be finally done with it, at least until new seasons come out. I already have some ideas for what's gonna replace JJK and Vinland Saga so stay tuned on that front.

[serenailith]

fulfilled (ii)

for @dreamlingbingo​

Square: b3, backrub Rating: m Word Count: 1536 Ship(s): dream of the endless/hob gadling Warnings: none Additional Tags: alternate universe - canon divergence, bdsm, spanking, bottom!hob gadling, top!dream of the endless | morpheus, aftercare, established relationship, pre-determined kink negotiations, soft Summary:

Hob has a long day. Dream makes it better.

Link: on ao3 chapter 2/2 masterlist

Hob curls into the weight at his side, the bare skin cool against his, and lets out a shuddering sigh. His arse still stings from the spanking, and his nerves are live wires stringing through his being. His muscles protest any movement, an ache created from helping the Gladstones and then from holding himself so still while Dream smacked his buttocks. But Hob… He’s more satisfied than he’s been in a long while.

It’s been weeks since Dream has come by in the Waking, and, though he says the Dreaming is hardly different, their sex life leaves a small part of Hob desiring more. He wants the bruises left behind, the shallow scratch marks down his back and across his chest, the indentations of sharp, nightmarish teeth that come this close to breaking skin. He wants those to linger in his immortal skin, but they are gone before he even wakes.

It’s disappointing, but he will take that secret to his grave. He will never do anything to make Dream feel as if he’s lacking in any department.

Because he isn’t. Not really. Dream is attentive—far more attentive than any mortal Hob has ever been with—and he gives just as much as, if not more than, he takes. He is considerate of Hob’s limitations and never needs told twice as to whether or not something is on the table. Dream has learnt so well what makes Hob tick, and tick Hob does under the care and touch of the Endless being.

So no, Hob will do all he can to make sure Dream knows how much he means to Hob, how much their time together means.

“Are you well?” Dream murmurs after a long while, during which Hob floats at the edge of consciousness.

“Perfect.” Hob exhales slowly, deeply, and tilts his head to press his lips to Dream’s clavicle. The sharp jut of bone used to worry Hob until he found out that Dream isn’t human. “Thank you.”

“Of course, dear heart.”

“You… You always know exactly what I need,” Hob breathes, hoping Dream can hear the underlying love—the need for Dream, even outside of the bedroom. Hob needs Dream as much as he needs air, as much as he loves living. “You make me feel amazing. Every time.”

“I am glad.”

And indeed, there is a lightness to Dream’s voice that wasn’t there just seconds ago. Where there had been tight concern is now something slightly resembling smugness. Hob keeps his eyes closed even as his mind slowly begins working again.

He’s read about Dom-drop before. Where they worried so much about whether they hurt their subs, that there is a negative physical reaction. Where they struggled with guilt. Hob used to wonder, in the beginning, if Dream ever felt that way, if he ever hated himself for causing Hob any amount of pain—consensual and well-negotiated or not.

Hob hadn’t asked, however. Instead, he merely took into consideration all the advice he could find online on how to assure Dream he was doing a marvellous job as a Dom. That he takes care of Hob just like Hob needs. That the exquisite torture Dream puts him through is very, very, very happily received. Neither of them has mentioned it, but Hob has noticed a subtle change in Dream.

Dream shifts until there is space between them, space Hob doesn’t want, but then a hand pulls onto his shoulder until he is sprawled on his stomach. He moves to protest when Dream straddles the back of his thighs—there is no possible way he can handle more right now—but his words die into a groan when Dream’s palms press into the tense muscles in his lower back.

Hob melts beneath Dream’s touch, the gentle pressure kneading out the knots and tension. Once he’s putty under Dream’s palms, Dream softens his touch and moves more slowly, tenderly. It becomes more a back rub than a massage, but Hob finds no fault in it. Between the sex and this, there is hardly any strain left in his body.

“Sleep, my love,” Dream rumbles, and Hob has no hope of arguing.

He’s asleep before Dream even finishes speaking.

[tencrowns]

Hello I would love a reading! My question is how to make pyshic antenna stronger? I'm going through a transformational process and I'm having a hard time with self belief. Thank you! N.V.W.

Hi! Thanks for your patience, I didn't really have a great spread for this prepared as I've been focusing on yes/no type questions today. Since I already had my Tomas Hijo LotR sorted the way I needed for a y/n, I grabbed The Labyrinth deck by the same artist and pulled this:

Starting with the far left, This is what you already know. The Chariot. Decisive action and forward movement--you have already determined that this is something you want to do, pretty clearly, and you have the momentum to carry through with it successfully.

Far right: this is "on the other hand." Fate, reversed. If you look closely, you can see that this card is numbered XIII, and is a thematic retitle of the traditional Death. Big change, right? This speaks more to whatever is about to happen as inevitability. Whatever happens as a result of this process is something you can't avoid, and that there may be changes in more than one plane of your life that you may not have yet anticipated. Increased awareness and being in touch with the immaterial may change your perspective on some things in your life that are comfortable right now, and that shift, like all change, may be unsettling.

Card three, bottom center. This represents something you need to change. The three of poles (wands). This card traditionally speaks to collaboration and cooperation. To me, not knowing your situation intimately, suggests that you are trying to tough through this process alone when you don't really need to go through it alone. Even if it's just someone to bounce your experiences and ideas off of to get an outside perspective, I think it's very easy for us as people to get lost in our own sauce and paralyzed by second-guessing or not understanding what we have experienced. Having someone else to push off of, and allowing them to push off of you in turn, can provide valuable insight and the kind of friction you need to get ahold of a tricky idea.

Fourth card, top center. Six of junk (pentacles), reversed. So typically pentacles refer to very material things, or things that have some kind of tangible, monetary value, but this card in this position specifically refers to debt, and I am electing to read this as a debt of energy, for lack of a better term, in the context of your question. There's an unfair exchange going on somewhere in your life that is a problem, though I can't pin whether this is something you are owed or a debt you need fulfill yourself. Is your time and attention being allocated fairly? Developing any skill or your intuition takes a lot of investment of yourself, and if your time and energy is being monopolized by something without good reason, that's a problem, or it could be that something or someone else in your life that you have been neglecting is holding you back from the kind of advancement you're looking for because it's there in the back of your mind, gnawing at you a little bit. I'm not sure which way this is going, but it definitely recommends you do an assessment of any loose ends you might have.

I think the framing on this reading is so interesting, with the two majors on the outside and the minors in the center, mirroring each other in the upright/reversed positions!

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Prompt #2: Bark

A small knife, sharpened to an edge keen enough to split hair that might fall across it, was the only proper way to collect the samples that Qata was so carefully drawing from the spindly little tree. A respectable feat to grow beneath the dense canopy that ensured the swampland beneath remained as dark, damp, and dreary as it was. While such a condition may have been off-putting to those more attuned to bright, sunlit meadows it was a lovely state for the young poisoner to collect samples from rare insects and plants that thrived there.

An impressive collection for the day, at that! From delightfully toxic mushrooms that would have unlucky sisters bemoaning their existence, to the debilitating diseases within insectile mandibles just waiting to lay burlier nuisances low for long enough to complete research upon the charmingly lethal seeds that had yet to be mastered. Yet to be named! The possibility of granting a title to a new concoction was enough to set the Keeper's tail whipping back in forth in clear excitement.

"Shimmers? Expulses? Whimpers? Whimpers! Hm. No, that sounds underwhelming."

Distracted by the loose concepts that had moved from mind to tongue, Qata felt the hard thump of a glass container striking her lightly on top of the head. Thankfully the flattened bottom, as having a bottle aggressively smashed over her skull would have addled the thoughts going through her mind rather than simply distracting them for a moment.

"What are you rambling on about, sister?" Pelhna scowled down at the shorter miqo'te, hand tapping that container a few more times for good measure. "Finally pickled your brain? Or is this the last bit of brine to finish the process?"

Glancing upward, Qata squinted in confusion at her. What last bit was the older woman talking about? It took several moments before she came to realize that they were talking about the strips freshly cut from the tree. And a good deal of effort not to break out into cackling that may have incited more enthusiastic fury from her short-tempered sister. Appraising the particularly large centipede rattling around in that jar helped shift thoughts down less amusing channels.

What a beautiful specimen. And the muscle contractions it induced were positively memorable!

"Yes, my dear sister! Have you not yet worked with it? Fantastic materials! Simply crush it to dust and it paralyzes the lungs! Cut too deep and the sap within twists your belly all up in knots if you consume even a drop! Why, I got a single splinter once before and was fairly certain I was going to lose the finger! Luckily Sehkrah was nearby to resolve the matter!"

As anticipated, the swift rattling off of particularly unappealing effects should the sapling be poorly handled was enough to earn a bit of space as Pelhna skittered back a couple steps. Though whether because Qata was speaking so enthusiastically with broad gestures of her knife wielding hand, or the sample holding one, was difficult to determine. But she was confident she could develop a strong theory regarding it should she so wish.

It was actually the overly thrilled, and unwittingly goofy, fang-bearing grin that had crossed her face that had actually accomplished it. Though she had never come to realize that was a familiar expression whenever she began to ramble on far too energetically about unsettling topics.

Stuffing that centipede into her satchel, Pelhna gave a brief hissed reply, "Just keep it away from my table! You never warn us when you leave such things unattended!"

"Rest assured, my most beloved sister! I would never do something like that! On purpose, that is. Never on purpose!"

Had it been any of the other Ooja of their generation, the comment would have been a lie. A bald-faced one, given the way they embraced the concept of sabotage so readily amongst the clan. But one of Qata's few virtues had always been her stalwart honesty. Often to a bafflingly overly frank fault.

Not in this situation, of course. At least not in regards to the exhaustive list of side effects she made up on the spot. Simply a harmless little lie to keep the less dexterous, or at least less self-destructive, Ooja from tampering with the lovely little tree she had discovered. It was of grave importance. A rarity amongst the Shroud, or at least the section of it that the Ooja resided in. Simply the pinnacle of material to work with.

It did make such a lovely smelling incense if properly processed.

Qata would happily come up with even more frightening descriptions of the sapling's effects so long as it kept anyone else from helping themselves to the harmless little thing instead.

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**Why Most Traders Overlook Money Flow Index and HFT (And How You Can Profit) Let’s face it, Forex trading can be a bit like joining a gym in January: full of good intentions but often leading to quick burnout. If you've ever taken a look at the Money Flow Index (MFI) and thought, “Nah, that's as confusing as trying to understand avant-garde art,” you're not alone. Many traders skip this tool in favor of more well-known indicators. But today, we're pulling back the curtain on the mysterious MFI, especially in conjunction with High-Frequency Trading (HFT). Get ready to see why it’s not just a forgotten relic—it’s the secret weapon you've been missing. But here's where the real magic happens... we’ll sprinkle a bit of humor, add a dash of unconventional wisdom, and serve it up with some honest-to-goodness proven techniques. And hey, if we happen to bust a few myths, it's just because we love telling traders, "Nope, you’ve been doing that wrong." (In the most loving, mentor-like way, of course!) The Hidden Formula Only Experts Use Money Flow Index—or MFI, for those of us with an aversion to long phrases—is basically like a bouncer at an exclusive club, deciding who gets to enter. It tracks the inflow and outflow of money into an asset, using both price and volume to determine whether that asset’s looking “hot” or “not.” Think of MFI as your trusty sidekick—when everyone’s hyping a trade, it’ll be the friend to tug your sleeve and whisper, “Maybe don’t buy into this FOMO just yet.” And here’s the secret: most traders think of MFI as just a sentiment tool, but if you mix it with High-Frequency Trading tactics—the kind where you're essentially playing financial ping-pong at lightning speed—it can reveal something so spectacular that even the big-time institutional traders don’t want you to know about. It’s like seeing the magician’s hidden trick beneath their flashy cape. How High-Frequency Trading Unlocks MFI’s Hidden Potential You know that scene in every bad movie where someone runs into the basement, and the lights flicker ominously? That’s what manual traders often feel like when they try to compete with HFTs. These High-Frequency Trading bots are the financial market’s equivalent of caffeine-fueled, speed-demon robots, executing thousands of trades in seconds. Scary, right? But here’s the funny part: most traders think HFTs have nothing to do with indicators like MFI. In reality, HFTs are not immune to the nuances that drive regular money flow. When HFT bots are at play, you’ll often notice the MFI making strange zigzags as money enters and exits quickly. By understanding the Money Flow Index at a granular level, you can predict when these bots are likely to enter or leave a market. In simple terms, it's like knowing when the superhero is about to burst through the door and dramatically change the scene. Next time you see MFI suddenly spike while the price barely moves, it’s a telltale sign that HFT bots are positioning. Picture it like witnessing a flock of birds all turning at the same time—when they make their move, it's a good idea to follow. The Forgotten Strategy That Outsmarted the Pros Back in 2019, a study by the Bank for International Settlements (BIS) revealed a peculiar anomaly—markets seemed to be front-run by algorithms that used unconventional metrics, including the Money Flow Index. These bots could anticipate when the market had “overheated” and acted accordingly, scooping profits like they were taking candy from a baby. The result? Regular traders got caught buying at the top and selling at the bottom. Familiar story, right? Here’s the ninja move: set up alerts whenever MFI breaches the 80-level (overbought) or the 20-level (oversold) specifically during peak trading hours (like London or New York open). You’re not just following the herd; you’re preparing to cash in when the HFT bots decide the party’s over. It’s a bit like hanging around the snack table, knowing full well that the hosts are about to announce it’s “take leftovers home” time. The One Simple Trick That Can Change Your Trading Mindset The trick here is to think like an HFT. Most traders get emotionally involved—something that’s like eating a bag of chips while telling yourself you’ll stop after just one. Instead, adopt the heartless logic of a machine. Set automated alerts, trust the math, and, importantly, use the MFI as an early warning system, not as a crystal ball. Too many traders look at MFI and think, “If it’s at 85, I have to sell.” Instead, consider that an opportunity to watch. If you see a price action divergence (i.e., price still climbing but MFI dropping), it’s time to get ready to take action. It’s like that moment in a rom-com when the audience knows the breakup is coming—you’re prepared, even if the characters aren’t. How to Predict Market Moves with Precision There’s a contrarian angle to MFI that’s surprisingly effective. When MFI and price action agree, most traders relax. They think all’s good, birds are chirping, and the market is predictable. That’s precisely the moment you should start worrying. History tells us—whether it’s a market or a bad love story—that the calm precedes the storm. Instead of passively waiting, use HFT data (yep, that data isn’t as unattainable as you think!) to notice liquidity gaps. Liquidity gaps occur when the market thins out, and there’s a lot of movement but not a lot of volume backing it. HFT bots are notorious for playing in these gaps—it’s like how toddlers make a beeline for anything breakable as soon as mom turns her back. Pair this insight with MFI: if you notice MFI dropping sharply but price stays stable, it’s often a signal that bots are sneaking in or out through the backdoor. Get ready to pounce. It’s like showing up just as a “buy one, get one free” shoe sale begins—you’re ahead of the crowd, but only just. Why Most Traders Get It Wrong (And How You Can Avoid It) The biggest mistake traders make with the Money Flow Index is taking it too literally. If MFI were a person, it’d be the mysterious acquaintance who speaks in riddles. You know the type—always seems to know a little more than they’re letting on. Traders often interpret a reading of 20 as, “Buy now, everyone else is selling!” But what it’s really saying is more along the lines of, “Some people are freaking out, which could make for a good opportunity... or a complete dumpster fire.” Instead of assuming MFI is an all-or-nothing indicator, understand its nuances. It’s great for highlighting when liquidity is entering or exiting an asset, and particularly good when paired with other data points—like HFT activity. The beauty of this combination is it allows you to see when the bots are paving the way for a big move. It’s like watching someone lay down a trail of breadcrumbs right before they announce a scavenger hunt. Wrap-Up: Use the Power of MFI to Trade Like an Insider We’ve gone deep into the hidden vault of trading wisdom today, and if you're still with me, congratulations—you’re already way ahead of the average trader. MFI, when wielded with the speed and precision of HFT tactics, is a powerful tool. It helps you see the unseen, avoid the herd, and laugh as the “big players” fall into traps you’ve already sidestepped. And hey, who doesn't want to feel like they’re getting away with something? If you’re ready to go deeper, get insider tips, exclusive tactics, and daily alerts that can supercharge your Forex game, consider joining our community over at StarseedFX. We provide expert analysis, free tools like our smart trading calculator, and even a free trading plan to help you turn theory into practice. No one said trading was easy, but it doesn’t have to be humorless either. And if you’re smart—and a little unconventional—you just might find it’s not so scary after all. —————– Image Credits: Cover image at the top is AI-generated Read the full article

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How Do I Shop My Closet Instead Of Spending Money?

by Blair Bedford

Updated on September 27, 2024

I've been doing variations of this challenge for a while now. The original, project 333, didn't take into account seasonal clothing. I couldn't wear everything in my closet in 30 days when I have clothes I can't wear until the season changes. I'm starting again, decided to make it part of my Swedish Death Cleaning project. My clothes have been switched so Winter is in my main closet now. So far I've done well in wearing outfits beyond my usual go-to choices. Goodwill has already gotten a few drop-offs and I see more in my future. I've modified this plan to suit my pace, I'm not pulling out everything and being forced to deal with it in one day. Anyway, I've included the highlights from the article, you can always search for the entire article to read all the author suggested.

"I decided to shop my closet, and you should do it too! Why? Because it can save you tons of money and keep you from buying clothes you don't need. How many times have you said “I have nothing to wear” while standing in a closet full of clothes? We’ve all experienced the stress that sometimes comes along with getting dressed.

All of us have had the urge to buy new clothes instead of making the most of our current wardrobes. When you get used to wearing the same outfits over and over again, you can find yourself in a clothing rut. Although you’re neglecting most of your closet in favor of your go-to items, you may still be tempted to revamp your wardrobe. Before you spend any money on new clothes, try to shop your closet instead!

1. Gather inspiration

I was able to shop my closet easier by pulling inspiration photos from Pinterest, Instagram, etc. You can also do this to help you determine what types of looks you like and define your style. Figure out what you like, what catches your eye, and see if you can create similar outfits by shopping your closet. Keep your inspiration photos handy as you pull together outfits. You likely already own pieces that complement your desired style!

2. Declutter and organize your closet

If your closet is cluttered and overwhelming, it may seem more simple for you to just go out and purchase new clothes. Decluttering and organizing will make it easier to see what you already have and easier to shop your closet. Most especially if you feel like you've been hoarding clothes. As you go through the decluttering process, try on everything.

Do you like the item and enjoy wearing it? Does it fit properly and pair well with other items in your closet? Use these questions to help determine whether you should keep the piece or get rid of it.

After decluttering, organize your closet in a way that makes it easy to see what you have and find what you’re looking for. This really helps me when I shop my wardrobe!

3. Separate your basic items from your trendy pieces

Classic, basic items can be used to complete any look. Your trendy, novelty pieces are things that are worn less often or only for certain occasions. Separating these types of items makes it easier to pick out pieces that you know you need for a particular look while shopping your closet.

Put all of your timeless pieces together and all of your trendy pieces in a separate section. That way, you know exactly where to look when you need a specific item.

4. Break up your normal, typical outfits

If you find yourself wearing the same outfit over and over, try switching out one of the pieces with something that you don’t wear as often. Pair your favorite skirt with a top that you haven’t worn in a while. Or maybe pair a shirt that you wear often with a bottom that you wouldn’t normally wear with it.

By switching out one or two pieces and your accessories, you can create fresh, new combinations and outfits. While you’re creating these new looks, make the most of your wardrobe by wearing everything in your closet at least once."