#where are you cost of living payment lol

[the-sappho-of-lesbos]

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[anniemika]

Under the Christmas lights

Eren Jaeger x Female Reader

NSFW CONTENT!

Summary: Your fiancé’s been overworking himself lately, so you decide to surprise him in more ways than one.

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: cursing, premature ejaculation (he can’t help it lol), unprotected penetrative sex, creampie

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Those damned Christmas lights.

Standing on your tippy-toes on one of your kitchen chairs, you’re trying your best to hang a tiny sequence of lights above your living room windows. The whole apartment is sparkling in different colours, including the Christmas tree you’ve been playing with for the past 2 hours. It smells like apples and cinnamon all around, thanks to the delicious pie you baked earlier today. And even thought it’s still the end of November and your home already looks like a whole Christmas shop, you just couldn't wait to decorate yours and your fiancé’s new home.

Eren has been working a lot as of late. The down payment for your apartment cost you almost all of your savings, and he’s felt the need to work overtime because of that. Not to mention the wedding you’ve been planning for the past couple of months, that only added further to your money worries. You’d told him that you’d wait as much as needed, that it didn’t need to happen so quickly, but Eren had promised you, and that meant more to him than anything else in the world.

But still, you felt so bad for him. You’d told him that he needed to rest and stay home more, but the guy never listens. You kind of understood, because your home was still pretty new and it didn’t have that homey feeling just yet. So, you decided to take things into your own hands.

Your apartment didn’t have a lot of things, only the essentials, so you decided to gather all the Christmas toys you could from your old places, you even called your mom and Carla to ask them if they could gift you some of their old ones that they didn’t need anymore. Of course, they gave you the prettiest ones they owned, because they were just amazing like that.

You started at about 8 o’clock, just after Eren gave you a goodbye kiss as he left for work. It was 6 in the evening now, and everything was looking as perfect as it could, except for those damn Christmas lights you were too short to be able to hang.

The sound of keys dangling comes from the hallway, and you enter panic mode, losing your balance, tripping over your chair and falling right onto the floor. You let out a loud “Ouch!”, hearing the door to your apartment slam shut as your fiancé quickly rushes to the living room.

“Baby, are you oka- whoa.” Eren stops in his tracks, his pretty green eyes looking around the room in awe.

“Surprise..” you chuckle weakly, wincing from the way you fell on your foot.

“Shit, are you okay?” Eren hurries to you, his hands finding your shoulders, eyes searching your body for signs of injury.

“I’m fine, just twisted my ankle a bit.” You smile up at him, and he helps you stand by hooking his hands underneath your shoulders.

Eren’s eyebrows adjoin together in worry, “You could’ve broken it. Does it hurt bad?”

“No, no, it’s fine.” You giddily say, staring up at him, awaiting some kind of reaction. Tilting your head, you flash him a cheery grin. “Well..?”

Eren blinks down at your sparkling eyes, then moves his gaze to the decorations gracing your small, but cozy living room. He stares in astonishment, smiling, “Baby, this is..” losing his thought, he catches a certain toy sitting prettily on one of the tree’s branches. “Oh my god, where did you find this?”

He gestures towards a small rain deer with sparkling antlers, a toy Carla gave you, letting you know that it was his favourite as a child.

“Where do you think?” Your cheeky voice rings in his ears.

“You’re amazing.” He says it softly, like a whisper almost, as he continues to eye all you’ve done to your new beautiful home. “It’s beautiful.”

“Right?” You wrap your arms around his torso, “Now it looks like a home.”

“Anywhere’s a home for me if you’re there, but.. this definitely helps.” He squeezes one of your arms, his gaze on the golden star positioned at the top of the tree.

“I know you’ve been stressing about money lately,” you turn him around to face you, “but Eren, we’ll be fine. I’m starting my new job next week, and I don’t want us to rush anything. I want us to enjoy this new step. And about the wedding..” you intertwine your hands together, a gentle smile forming on your lips, “I’m so happy you want it just as much as I do, but let’s take it one step at a time.. okay?”

Eren looks at your pretty face, wondering what he has done in his life to deserve someone as pure and as loving as you. After a few seconds, he lets out a defeated sigh. “Okay. You’re right.”

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to him, “I should slow down a bit. I’m sorry.”

“No, baby.” You pull away to cup his handsome face, “Don’t get me wrong. I know you’re doing it for us. And, I’m so grateful to you for everything. It’s just that you need rest, too.” you move your face closer, brushing your lips together, “And besides.. I’ve missed you.”

It was a chaste kiss. Just a light touch of your lips. But it set something inside Eren, something that accompanied by the way you said you’ve missed him, turned everything into flames.

He clashes your lips together, hands pulling you so close, it’s like he wants you to become one. “I’ve missed you too.” He says before he envelopes your lips together again, “so fucking much, I-“ he can’t even finish saying the words before he pushes you against the wall, your surprised whimpers travelling to somewhere below his belt.

“Eren-“ you try, but he doesn’t let you finish. So, you give in to him, into his touches, his kisses, the way he erases any other thoughts you might have in your brain. He removes your white sweater dress in a matter of seconds, leaving you in only your fluffy knee high socks.

“Fuck, you dirty girl,” he smirks, pinching one of your nipples as he rakes your body up and down, “you’ve been walking around like this all day?”

You bite your lower lip, lust shining in your eyes, “Mhm. All day.”

“Waiting for me?” He presses his knee between your legs, your pussy grazing the fabric of his jeans.

“Yes.” You moan the word out, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

“Let me see.” He kisses you as his fingertips land between your legs, giving your clit a light stroke. The grunt he lets out when he feels how wet you already are is enough to make you sway your hips against his hand. “You’re such a good fuckin’ girl, dripping wet already.”

“I want you to fuck me, Eren. Right now, put it inside me.” Your hands go to work at his belt, and if this was any other time, he wouldn’t allow it before he’s made you cum in his mouth, but he’s pretty sure that if he’d do that now, he’d finish before he could get to be inside you. You haven’t fucked in a week and a half, he yearned to feel you as fast as possible.

“Turn around.” You loved it when his voice acquired that commanding tone, it aroused you more than anything. You listen, turning against the wall, and pressing your face and tits firmly against it. Eren curses under his breath when he takes in the image of your plump ass, landing a slap on it that makes you yelp. “Spread your cheeks for me.”

You oblige without question, pulling your cheeks apart, the anticipation burning you alive. Hearing the zipper of his jeans, you bite your lips and let out an involuntary moan.

“I know baby, me too.” Eren frees his unimaginably hard dick, the precum on his tip making a thin string that lands on your hardwood floor. He quickly spits on it and pumps it a few times, then positions himself at your entrance. The moment his tip enters you, a string of curses follow, and he pulls it right out with a chuckle. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

“Then we’ll go for round two.” You push yourself back into him, and you both moan so loudly, it’s like you’re fucking for the first time. You fuck yourself on his cock as Eren stands and watches with his eyes ready to pop, mouth agape at the way your pussy swallows his dick.

“Come on, baby, cum inside.” You whisper, and Eren has to land one hand on the wall from how fast his orgasm hits him, a grunt so loud bursting from inside his throat, it makes your walls flutter. He has one hand on your tit, his body curving as he presses his forehead into your hair, trying to fill his lungs with air. You’re connected to him until his cum starts to spill on the floor, and you chuckle from how much it is.

“I’m not going another week without fucking you, ever.” His breathy voice caresses your ear, and you gift him a little wiggle of your ass in return.

“It’s okay. You were tired.” You turn your head to peck his lips, but he takes the chance to push his tongue inside your mouth.

“Well, I’m not tired now.” He turns you around and throws you over his shoulder, your giggles echoing through the room. He gently throws you onto the couch cushions, then stands up to remove his jeans and shirt. The moment he does and showcases his toned body, you lick your lips.

“You’re so fucking hot.” Your fingers travel between your legs, circling around your clit, eyes focused on him.

“Looks like I’m about to marry a real minx, huh?” Eren laughs lowly, then takes the hand you have on your pussy and licks your fingers clean, moaning from the taste.

“I’m gonna eat you out so good after this.” He climbs in front of you, grabbing your calves and positioning them on his shoulders, “but first..” he grabs his already hard dick and starts massaging your clit with it, “I need you to cum on my cock.”

He pushes in, and you hiss, head falling back on one of the pillows. You sink your nails into Eren’s leg, biting your lips to the point of blood. This position has always made you feel like he’s trying to rearrange your guts.

“Look at me.” He kisses your ankle as his hips crash into you, making your body jolt up and down from the force.

You set your eyes on him, widening them as he speeds up even more. Eren loved it when you gave him that look, he’s thought about it many times during the past couple of days at work, and it made his dick hard every time. Especially when you scrunched your brows together, looking so innocent while getting fucked out of your mind, he wanted to ravish you.

“Want me to rub your clit?” He asks, eyes dark, staring down at you like a hunter would his prey.

“Y-yes.” You’re barely able to talk with him fucking your pussy this hard.

“Yes..?” You know what he wants, and usually, you’d act like a brat, but right now, you’re too far gone for that.

“Please,” you whine, “please, Eren.”

That little word does wonders to him, his thumb finding your clit instantly. It’s so sensitive, you shudder the moment he touches it, and with the way his cock slams inside you and pushes against your g-spot, you know it shouldn’t be long.

“Fuck, it’s gonna be hard.” You whimper, looking down at where you connect with him.

“Yeah? You haven’t touched yourself lately?” He tries to sound composed, but just that sentence could make him lose his mind.

“Not for a week.” Which meant, ever since he last touched you. You’d been busy too, preparing for your new job, shopping for your apartment, you didn’t have time for that. “Shit, Eren, I can’t-“, you slap your hand against your mouth, the strength of your orgasm bubbling up inside you.

“Yes, you can.” Eren applies more pressure on your nub, his jaw ticking when he sees your eyes roll to the back of your head, “Let go, sweetheart.”

Maybe you could’ve held it in a little longer if it wasn’t for him and that nickname. But when it all registers, your body begins to squirm, legs trembling from the fire your nerves spread inside you, his name repeatedly leaving your lips like a prayer. Your eyes water from how strong it is, from how Eren hits all your spots while your clit pulsates from your orgasm.

“Holy fuck, I can feel it.” He let’s go of your legs so his body can fall onto yours and kisses your lips, swallowing your desperate moans.

When your muscles finally relax, brain turned into mush, Eren decides to lay next to you on the couch where he enters you again, fucking you sideways.

“I love you,” he whispers in your ear, his palm pulling your face closer and turning it so you can lock eyes with his, “I love you so much.”

He says those words as he continues to hit your cervix, never for once slowing his pace. You grab his wrist with both hands and squeeze, hoping that he can feel just how much you need and adore him too. “I love you too.” You whisper back, and it’s right then when Eren closes his eyes and speeds his movements, cumming inside you for the second time tonight. He moans into the skin of your neck, his hands squeezing you tightly as his hips stutter inside you.

After collecting your breaths, you turn to peck his cheek, “I really missed you.”

“I missed you more.” His breathy voice sends tingles across your skin, feeling the pulse of his heart against your chest.

You lay like this, with your fingers tangled inside his now loose hair, playing with some of the strands. Eren’s arm is wrapped around you, his other one behind his head, looking at something in the distance, “You really thought you could put them all by yourself?”

You follow his gaze to the half-up, half-scattered across the floor Christmas lights, “Hey, I would have if it wasn’t for you scaring me!”

Eren’s chuckles travel through your skin in the form of goosebumps as he kisses your forehead, then moves from his position. “Don’t worry, I’ll put them up. But..” He lays on top of you again, beginning to lay kisses on the side of your neck, his knee finding its way between your legs so you can spread them, “I’ve made a promise first.”

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A/N: Guys, this was supposed to be a scene from a story I wanted to write long ago, that I might still write someday, but I really wanted to post this thingy now! And, at the start it was supposed to be just fluff, but….. anyway, hope you enjoy it🥰

[likesunsetorange]

i think eren would kind of enjoy it though even if he pretends to hate it lol he likes her attention!!!

Him trying not to react as she smooths his lapels, gives him another one over, all before telling no and to go back in the fitting room so she can go talk to an associate at whatever fancy store they’re at!

omg anon this is so cute you gave me an idea for this scene i got inspired and i never write chronologically anyways so here's a mini drabble! (will this be the exact version idk, but hope you enjoy anyways!!!)

By no means had Eren ever been poor, his dad was literally a doctor. He had grown up living a comfortable life—one that consisted of the typical upper-middle class luxuries. His college had been paid for in full, he was treated to little luxuries like the newest gaming systems and trendy clothes, and there were certainly never any worries about finances.

But this was certainly a level of wealth he didn't think he would ever get used to. There were crystal chandeliers on the ceilings, glasses of thousand dollar champagne that were being offered to every patron, and suits and dresses lining the racks that cost more than a down payment on a house. When Mikasa told him she was taking him suit shopping, he assumed they’d go to Neiman Marcus at the most, not whatever this was.

He felt like a fish out of water as he stood around in the dressing room, waiting aimlessly for Mikasa and Petra, the sales associate Mikasa seemed to be well acquainted with, to return with their third round of suits. Eren wasn’t sure why a simple black suit wouldn’t suffice, but according to Mikasa, he couldn’t show up to a political event in a just any old regular suit, let alone a rental.

So here he was hours later being forced to try on suit after suit, nothing seeming to please her. His patience was starting to run thin and he was tired, but surprisingly, Mikasa was being oddly… nice? Given the word nice may have been him overreaching, but she was certainly withholding from the insults, and rather than speaking to him like he was a second class citizen, she was being friendlier than usual.

Eren assumed it was because, oddly enough, she seemed to be enjoying making him her own life-sized Ken doll. It was out of the ordinary for her to be directing so much of her attention towards him, let alone having her fuss over him and paying attention to something as small as whether or not the cuff links Petra brought out would match with the watch he always wore (he didn’t even think Mikasa had bothered to notice that he even wore a watch everyday).

He found himself fidgeting with his dress shirt sleeves, until he finally heard Mikasa’s voice growing closer. Eren could hear her laughing over what he assumed was something Petra had said—something he didn’t hear her do very often around the house. Before he knew it, there were three more suits being held through the curtain, the tiny peaking of her manicured hand holding up the hangers.

“Try on the blue one first, and show me once you’re done,” her voice direct, but less bossy than usual. “Please,” she added after, this time her voice almost inaudible.

As usual, he relented, but at least she had the decency to say please for once. Part of him was still annoyed he couldn’t just wear a black suit, but according to Mikasa, “all men wear black suits”, and he “needed to be different.” Why? He didn’t understand. He was just her bodyguard. But he had learned which battles to pick with Mikasa, and this unfortunately just wasn’t going to be one he’d win.

Eren was faster about getting dressed this time, after ten suits, it seemed to have become second nature, and also hoping this would be the last one he had to try on. He didn’t even bother to take a look in the mirror, throwing the curtain open and walking to where Mikasa was in the show room.

Her eyes flickered up from her phone, setting down the champagne glass she had in her other hand onto the table next her, standing up to inspect him.

Eren felt oddly vulnerable as she walked around, poking and prodding at the suit, making sure it was up to her (very high) standards. She stopped in front of him, fixing the lapels of his suit, smoothing them out. He could smell the floral of her perfume from how close she was, not used to her being in such close proximity before. Eren felt his ears growing out, but he was glad that she she took a step back before she could notice, a pleased look on her face.

“Hey, Petra! Can you bring me those two ties we picked out for this one, please?” Mikasa called out, Petra appearing with what seemed to Eren, two versions of the exact same patterned tie, placing them neatly in her hands before she scurried off to another customer. She looked between the two before settling on whichever she seemed to like more, before placing it in his hands. “Okay, put this one on.”

“Oh… Umm… I can’t tie a tie—I normally wear clip-ons,” he confessed, his ears turning red again.

“Tch, of course you can’t,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “Okay, lift your collar up, I guess I can help you. And bend down a bit—you’re too tall.”

He followed as instructed, Mikasa’s surprisingly gentle fingers working around his neck to make do with the tie. If they weren’t in public, he’d be a little scared she’d try and choke him or something, but she seemed to be in a good mood today. She hummed to herself softly as she quickly fastened the windsor knot, faster than Eren would’ve done even with help. When she finished, she lightly placed his collar back down, her fingers like ice as they brushed the skin of his neck in the process. She gave him one final pat down, fixing every little detail, before bringing him to the mirror.

“Do you like it?” The tiniest bit of excitement in her voice, almost as if she wanted to be validated in her choice.

Eren eyed himself, and he could admit that he felt like he looked nice. But it didn’t feel like it was that much different than the ten other suits he tried on. He was never one to care about things like this, but he could tell it mattered to her, so at the very least, he could give her the satisfaction she was seeking.

“Yea, think this one’s probably the best out of all of ‘em.”

A small smile flashed across her face, before she ushered him to the fitting room. “Okay, hurry up and get changed then so we can go check out then.”

Eren finally bothered to look at the price tag, his eyes growing wide once he did. “Mikasa, this is like a $7k suit, are you sure?” He asked as he walked into the fitting room.

“We’re using daddy’s credit card, remember?” She replied rolling her eyes. “Plus, this is technically a business expense—you’re an employee—and rich people just love a good tax write off.”

“Okay, fine, if you insist.”

“Of course I do. Now hurry up, we still have to go get you shoes!”

All Eren could do was sigh, hoping Mikasa wouldn’t be nearly as picky with shoes as she was with clothes.

[reodo]

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[speci-society]

OK. OMEGA LABS ESSENTIAL LORE

HERES A GOOGLE DOC IF YOU WISH TO VIEW IT ON THAT

so some basics. omega labs. scp foundation/lobotomy corporation type deal setting. contain and research weird creatures and phenomena. im still figuring out some things abt the specifics of the company itself but thats the main important part of it, and also that the founder that "died" in i think 1940? is still living as a brain in a jar that is telepathically linked to the current ceo (and every ceo before him). and everything is remarkably fucked up there like just so fucked up. as for the varying types of entities,

the main actual official classes are epsilon, gamma, iota and zeta, with epsilon being the safest, gamma being less safe and having more potential to cause danger, iota being more dangerous than that, and zeta being the most dangerous. theres also two extra ones, omega which is a threat to the company and world (but theres no actual entities with this class..........yet) and alpha which is for entites that are actually different timelines and realities BUT. the main ones are epsilon, gamma, iota and zeta. they've all got item numbers but i'm revising the system i write em by so these might CHANGE!! and also not all of the numbers have lore significance (tho some do) but none are random some are just little jokes i think are funny. MOAR BELOW

under epsilon, theres:

bill dillard (EP-87), midwestern grandfather who "dies" every other friday and springs back to life at the end of the day with no awareness of Anything, with his death having some abnormal effect on the facility (he isn't actually contained, the door to his "containment" is a portal to his front lawn lol)

hell's kitchen (EP-16), deep ass hole in the ground with a tray, pad of paper+pen and menu that appeared next to it one day. menu is that of a pretty typical pizzeria, if you write your order on the pad of paper and send it+payment down that hole it'll send up your order in 20 minutes or less. if there's no money, all of the food is laced with cyanide

the extended universe (EP-30), uhm. i originally thought of this one when OL was for dnd, this one was originally mostly just an inside joke for my friends LOL. but aside from that its SOMETHING on a printed piece of paper that gives you Sustained Psychic Damage the logner you read it. im not certain what i wanna change the paper's contents to yet. some other weird shit that gives you psychic damage the longer you read it

smolder (EP-90), spark's missing father whose body is also made out of fire and is kinda just a dude (also spark is Lower down here. lol)

tutorial entity (EP-01), d20 that has an abnormally high chance of rolling a 1 or 2. used for training

under gamma:

dynamite and flashbang (GA-79)- my beloved ocs dynamo and jenny :) but worse! tv head and camera head husband and wife 70s tv personality duo. but worse! they get jealous if other entities in the same department as them get worked on more than they do and go into a fugue state and start blowin shit up

plague doctor (pending name) (GA-17)- ayup thats a plague doctor :) has a bag of various liquids that can heal injuries. will attack if asked to heal people too much in a day

paperdoll- (GA-85) two girls formed out of a huge sheet of paper that can forge documents at the cost of your Temporary Mental Stability

i need to add another couple of these im realizing i dont have many and i have some spaces i need to fill lol but

iota has:

42.35479, -101.48729 (but you can just call it nebraska bc thats what i do) (IO-37): Portal to NORTH LOUP RIVER, NEBRASKA, specifically one section of it in one field where time moves quicker and theres 100ft tall shadow monsters

Another's Arms (might change the name? maybe???) (IO-15) armless statue that speaks to you in your head to convince you to cut off your arms and give them to her

I_LOVE_YOU.exe/Love Bug (IO-32): chatbot from 2008 that developed sentience from absorbing the vast landscape of its programmer's browser history (might change that. but either way it's sentient). makes you fall in love with it so it can USE YOU for NEFARIOUS DEEDS such as ESCAPING CONTAINMENT!!! i love this one tbh

omega mask (IO-70): mask worn by former omega labs CEO Dean B. Crewe during his time as ceo in 1945-1970. allegedly has some kind of mind altering affects when worn, but hasn't been tested since mid 1970. in reality it doesn't have any anomalous properties aaaand im gonna make up some lore for it

legacy (IO-33): robot soldier thing that's a manifestation of another character's fear of letting down his family. haven't figured out much for this one yet truth be told

spark : 16 year old girl made out of FIRE. holds immense hatred for omega labs, inc and likes to Stab Employees. honest to god shouldn't be contained (same with her dad) and thats for Extended Lore Reasons

star and eclipse: 'nother portal to a place that technically isn't contained, this time to a child (star)'s bedroom! where if you wake him while he sleeps (which due to time zones, always falls during work hours in the facility this portal is in), Large Bipedal Creature (eclipse) will rip you to shreds

water lilly: HUGE ASS SEA MONSTER DISGUISED AS AN AQUATIC FLOWER. ANGLERFISH STYLE!!!

and finally zeta:

listening thing (ZE-92): bone and flesh shapeshifting lizard. contained in a room with a steel wall separating two parts so it is never able to see any humans. absolute silence is required when working with it. shapeshifts into humans and creates approximations of their clothes out of flesh and (initially imperfectly) imitates people, but the more people it sees and hears, the more it develops its sense of language and what a human is Supposed to look like so it eventually becomes its own person and fully integrates itself into a local community. and then it fucking EATS PEOPLE and RIPS PEOPLE TO SHREDS to give itself ORGANS and can SLAUGHTER A WHOLE ROOM OF PEOPLE IN ONE MINUTE (allegedly. supposedly. ok MAYBE its only when it feels threatened. but like still we gotta keep it behind 2 metal walls that are a foot thick. just in case)

Chronoraiel (ZE-07): literal time god. gets jealous and needy easily and rings a number of bells throughout the facility based on its current needs, until said needs aren't met and it escapes and wreaks absolute fucking havoc. can eat people and taste sins. ate the omega labs ceo in 1939 (arvin fenwick) (he killed union organizers. btw) and says it was "the best meal it's ever had"

WORLD19999 (ZE-999): self-made shambled together mess of wires and metal and rust with a keyboard and broken monitor; used to be a security protocol at old omega labs corporate headquarters. dont tell anyone this but it still has control over some aspects of security at its current facility and can let out Everything at once. but it wont. thats what it says at least.

Holy Vapor (ZE-30): airborne particles that, when inhaled, fester and grow inside a person's lungs over a few hours until they form big ass shards that sprout from their chest and create more spore clouds to Spread Itself. needs to be contained behind 3 doors under uv light and can only be handled with a hazmat suit behind all 3 doors. i realized after writing this that it can be described as "turbo asbestos fungi"

DAWN EYRE and STEREO MIKE (ZE-96): counterpart to dynamite and flashbang (tho theyre not in the same facility) who, when threatened, send an emergency broadcast sent out to everything that can receive emergency alerts in the facility and outside in a local, small radius about a fake impending world ending disaster coming at any minute; anyone who acknowledges the broadcast will either go "every man for himself" and try and Kill Everyone, take someone who hasn't seen the broadcast and flee from society, or spread the warning online, further broadening its reach. was upgraded from iota to zeta in 1992 because of the vastly increased availability of technologies that could spread the broadcast

null (ZE- ): NOT no man's sky null i made this null like several months before i started playing nms. name DOES jumpscare me tho. large mass of Matter that absorbs shit, anything absorbed by it will be wiped from history and all memory. this includes people!

THATS all the entities i have made thus far 👍i still need to add more but thats what ive got so far. and hey guess what i also have HUMAN CHARACTERS!!!!!!!

Nico (17), deadpan teen with Issues and 'Tism. applied to omega labs as a summer job thinking they would just be doing intern shit for a bit and then leave. They are not given just intern shit to do. They are given The Horrors to do

Dr. Edward Crow Boccaccio (33), my BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL creation of 6 years. head of research department at this specific facility (0505). 6'1 bundle of nerves who has been working here a while, despite his every doctor and also his husband saying he should quit for the sake of his health. oh well!! :P

Cyrus Reid (28), head of safety following in a long long long long line of his family also working at omega labs and would love to leave but like where would he go after that right. like he started working here straight out of high school right. but like he's chill about it. cause he's so chill about everything. so its ok guys

Monica Tempest (29), head of control and also security who applied years ago along with her 2 girlfriends, thinking they would all get to work together. she was unfortunately the only one accepted making all of this far, far less enjoyable than it could be. takes her role as Head Guard Captain Woman seriously while she's here, but recently she's been trying to get the paperwork through to resign. and by recently i of course mean for the last 7 years. bureaucracy!

Zinnia Perthyra (42) manager of facility 0505 and proud mother of 2 daughters who will never ever ever ever ever ever ever work at omega labs as long as she's alive. has spent much of her career trying to improve the shit working conditions and safety precautions inherent to the facility, only to forever be ignored by anyone with the power to change such things.

CEO Ezekiel "R" Riorin (55 i think), current OMEGA Labs, Inc. CEO, and by "all" accounts is doing an alright job of things (especially after the last CEO, what a havoc he always seemed to cause!). his face looks off.. he's always smiling waayyyy wider than anyone should, it never falters either.. why is it that he looks so off? nobody knows!*

*(it's because he stuffed his soul inside a computer in 2008 and his body is now just, like, a vessel without an actual soul)

Former CEO Wendell Lestat (no idea how old he is. I'm gonna say 70s), former CEO from 1970-1999 who tortured a celebrity couple until one of them died on live tv, killed the other one, hid the evidence and then RAN for PRESIDENT against REAGAN. and of course LOST the REPUBLICAN CANDIDACY. and then NEVER TALKED ABOUT IT AGAIN and is now living in luxury during his retirement, dodging questions about his involvement in the death of Tom "Iron Dynamo" Caldwell Delaney and his wife Jenny "Cam Flash" Dunn Millard in 1979

Former CEO Dean B. Crewe (DEAD AF), former ceo from 1945-1970 who. uh. he started a cult! he definitely started a cult based around the founder of omega labs and it got pretty big in the US. and then he committed suicide. and some people followed suit. neither the US nor omega labs inc has recovered from that time the ceo started a cult and was a cult leader for 2 decades

Former CEO Arvin Fenwick (ALSO DEAD AF), former ceo from 1939-1945. infamous union buster and loved nothing more than to murder union organizers and not get caught. this was abruptly put to an end when above mentioned entity Chronoraiel came down from the heavens and literally ate him. ripped out his chest and ate him and remarked that he had the most concentrated taste of greed it'd ever tasted and it was DELICIOUS

Former CEO and founder Danman Omega (120 yrs old. yeah), founder and ceo from 1922-1939. as mentioned above he "died" in '39 but is still alive. somehow. somewhere. (in a glass jar behind a curtain in a very special room just off of the ceo's office at hq in new york)

ok. just short of a full timeline summary i thiiink thats msot things

[violetsandshrikes]

How can you complain about living in NZ when some of us literally live in America lol

TW for mentions of mental health, suicide, sexual abuse, abuse, violence, family harm and other topics that may be very upseting for people.

As of 2021, Aotearoa NZ ranks at 35th out of 41 developed countries for child wellbeing outcomes (x).

One in six New Zealand women experience sexual violence from an intimate partner during their lifetime. Child sexual abuse rates: 1 in 5. Non-partner sexual assault: 1 in 14. (x)

Research suggests that one in three (33%) of New Zealand women have experienced physical or sexual intimate partner violence (IPV) in their lifetime. When psychological abuse is added (where economic harm sits), it increases to one in two (55%). One in eight men reported being victims of family violence. Gay, lesbian and bisexual adults experience intimate partner physical and sexual violence more than twice as often as other New Zealanders. (x)

One in three (29%) young people (15-19) reported being hit or harmed by a partner and up to 60% of high school students are recorded as having been in an emotionally or physically abusive relationship. (x)

As of 2017, New Zealand has the highest rate of teen suicide in the OECD. New Zealand has the 6th highest teen pregnancy rate in the OECD. New Zealand has the 7th highest rate of child homicide in the OECD. (x)

New Zealand’s youth suicide rate for adolescents aged 15-19 years was reported to be the highest of 41 OECD/EU countries. (x)

One in four New Zealand workers is flourishing. (x)

Bullying is quite common in workplaces across Aotearoa. Nearly two in ten respondents of the 2020 Workplace Barometer Survey said they had experienced bullying and nearly 40% had seen others being bullied. Another report from the same year revealed that 84% of surveyed workers had experienced cyber abuse, and 48% more than one form of it. 75.5% didn’t report the abuse to their organisation, believing it wouldn’t make a difference. (x)

A survey of Australian and New Zealand workplaces by Hays found that 56% of respondents felt their chance of being accepted for a job was lowered because of their sexual orientation, ethnicity, age, gender or disability, and 63% felt the same about their chances for career progression. (x)

As of June 2022, 1 in 9 (12.0 %) of New Zealand children lived in low-income households that had less than 50 percent of the median equivalised disposable household income before deducting housing costs. 1 in 7 (15.4%) children lived in low-income households that had an after-housing-costs income that was less than 50 percent of the baseline year’s median after-housing-costs equivalised disposable household income. 1 in 10 (10.3%) children lived in households experiencing material hardship. A household is experiencing material hardship if they are going without six or more of 17 items most people would regard as essential. (x)

As of June 2022, average annual household income from wages and salaries increased from $72,794 to $79,128 (8.7%), average annual household income (gross) increased from $111,168 to $117,126 (5.4%) average annual household equivalised disposable income (after tax and transfer payments) increased from $50,561 to $53,031 (4.9%. ) 32.2 percent of households perceived their income as ‘not enough’ or ‘only just enough’ (no change). (x)

And just to drive home what I'm saying above, $79,128 NZD (annual household income in wages/salaries) is $48,455 USD or $45,604.63 in the Euro.

As of June 2022, average weekly expenditure on total rent payments increased from $391.50 to $410.90 (up 5.0%). (x)

Research released June 2021 shows that 93 percent of Māori in Aotearoa experience racism every day, and even more - 96 percent - say racism is a problem for their whānau. (x)

Aotearoa New Zealand has had a very long struggle with high rates of domestic violence, suicide, poverty (particularly child poverty), mental health and addiction crisis on top of the cost of living - which is currently high everywhere but people tend to forget that we also have 1) a mildly shitty conversion rate when you look at places like the States and Britain and 2) the added costs of shipping and transport when you're on an island in the middle of nowhere. These are tiny snapshot of statistics that reflect the reality of life here.

While a lot of people seem to think that this country is a much better place than their own western nation, the reality is that Aotearoa NZ is also built on all the shitty ideals that dog everywhere else + there isn't even easing of financial strain to live here.

[duchessofostergotlands]

https://at.tumblr.com/royal-confessions/carole-is-135-million-in-debt-and-trying-to-get/dpgvpxau7knr

Do you know if this is true?

This individual makes a lot of claims so to break it down:

Party Piece’s finances are private, they don’t share full accounts because of the type of company they set up. So we can’t know for sure. The Daily Mail reported they have a deficit of £1.35 million (not dollars; other countries exist and they use different currency!). That is apparently because they invested in expanding the business. I have no idea if that is true because I don’t know where they got it from. I’m not an expert in corporate finances but you’ll find that with organisations - charities, companies, etc - there is a different approach to individuals. If I spent £1.35 million on credit cards I’d probably be in a lot of trouble. But if a company has a deficit of £1.35 million that doesn’t necessarily mean anything. Look at Victoria Beckham’s company which has never been profitable, it haemorrhages huge amounts of money every single year, but it still operates. So there’s nothing inherently concerning about your company being in deficit if you have a plan to get out it. Think of it like a mortgage. Anyone with a mortgage is in massive debt to the bank, but it’s not usually concerning because you have a plan to pay it back in small chunks. So obviously profit is better than deficit but if they’re not concerned, I wouldn’t be yet either. 

In terms of them not wanting to pay suppliers, the Daily Mail reports they are in a “payment dispute” with suppliers. It provides no evidence so we can’t be sure of how truthful it is, but it also states that the dispute is Carole would like to make the payment cycle 90 days to reflect the Royal Mail strike, the cost of living crisis etc and her suppliers want to stick with 30. So it’s not about not paying, it’s about changing the payment dates. 

As their accounts are protected, we have no evidence to support the idea Gary has given funds to Party Pieces. It would only be a problem for me if they’d accepted his money after he hit his wife in 2017. Before that, he was a gross idiot but that was about it. Also Party Pieces was started in 1987. Gary was 22 lol. From what I can tell he didn’t become a director of the company that made him his money until around 2000 and became a millionaire in 2005 so for the first 15 years - when they were sending their kids to expensive schools and lived in a nice house they bought almost mortgage free - they couldn’t have been relying on him to bank roll them exclusively.

So basically there’s some kernels of truth here, some things are made up, and all of it is viewed through the lens of hating Carole, a private citizen whose financial situation is not actually our business!

[hotsugarbyglassanimals]

guys i don't think karl marx would have had enough foresight to accurately predict which social class freelance artists would fall into in the modern day with factors such as "they don't get health insurance, benefits, or PTO" ... "they pay nearly double the amount of income tax due to freelance tax" ... "art is much harder to make a living off of due to it's importance being heavily devalued" ... "the average person cannot afford luxuries such as art, therefore commissions are scarce and undervalued" ... "it's some disabled people's only option to survive"

So no, I don't think freelance artists fall within the petite bourgeoisie category, the same category described as willing to backstab the working class for a cut of the pie. you guys seriously think freelance artists would willingly uphold capitalist systems? where many of them can hardly put food on the table because they know if they work a stable 9-5, they won't have time or energy to engage with their passions? Many of them being disabled? It's really obvious that some of you think artists live lavishly lol

Let's say a furry artist* living in California puts up an auction for a design and the bids reach 1k. That's a 30% income tax, so it's down to 700.(That is only 200 dollars more than my part-time retail paycheck). The average cost of living in California is 53k a year. That artist would have to make 75 designs a year and hope that all of them would reach 1k in bids. Even if they don't burn out from pumping out designs of lowering quality, chances are all those auctions won't even be close to reaching 1k because that's rare. That would require around 75 people willing and able to spend 1k on a design, which I already mentioned is a luxury that few people can afford. 53K in of itself would be the absolute minimum to cover necessities, so I wouldn't call that living lavishly at all. I wouldn't even call that well-off, that's someone's head barely floating above water. I didn't even factor for payment processors taking a cut of the money, too.

The jokes about furry porn artists with 100k on patreon are the exception, not the rule. That's extremely rare compared to how many freelance artists there are online. Many freelance artists state that they make 20,000 a year, only 5k above US federal poverty level. That livelihood is far more precarious than the mom and pop shop that opened on a street corner. Opening a physical business with products and such requires some level of pre-established wealth and capital. All you need to be a digital artist is, at minimum, an ipad or a phone, which makes it more accessible for people in poverty. Chances are an artist is starting off in a severely disadvantaged position. The majority of artists that I see living in stability have a partner that's the breadwinner, or they live with their parents.

When I had my first job working retail as a late teen, I had taken art commissions a bit prior. I got my first paycheck and thought "I made much more just showing up and standing around doing nothing than I did working my ass off to draw someone's character" and I think that speaks to the trade-off of being a freelance artist more than anything

*Furry artists and adoptables were picked as an example because I saw this exact sentiment expressed towards them. Not at the artists who have their works put up in museums and auctioned off for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

[carltonlassie]

I thought about digital detox and maybe, like, switching to a dumb phone where all I can do on it is make calls, send texts... But then I went outside and found out that it won't work because there's so many things that require a smart phone these days -- ordering from a restaurant, paying, etc. Also I miss convos on apps like discord and stuff. (Maybe good thing? Idk.) But again that'd require me to buy a dumb phone bc 3G is dead and old phones don't work anymore, so. That's more #consumerism that I'm trying to avoid.

So I decided to simplify the launcher on my phone so I only really see the apps I really need (mail, text, phone, camera) and the entertainment apps are hidden behind a second click. At least that layer of separation puts a stop to my brain mindlessly scrolling to find apps that I find shiny and scrolling in a different direction in said app! But it is definitely not as satisfying as carrying a brick phone and an mp3 player and an e-reader, and being like, ha! Look at me. I'm a retro warrior. Check out my phone that I can also use as a weapon. My e-reader battery lasts a whole month without charging. My mp3 player has a headphone jack. I'm not that cool yet.

(Speaking of e-readers, I wish there were phones with e-ink screens. All I do is read things on it. Imagine it was e-ink so it's easier on the eyes?! It would suck at videos and stuff and that's why it's so great. Making it impossible to waste time on it.)

I also feel weird listening to the same album over and over on Spotify because it makes fun of me at the end of the year, but ... That's how people used to listen to music until streaming services came out. They bought albums and listened to it over and over. So why shouldn't I? I've been downloading albums on Spotify and listening to them, but now I'm wondering if I should dust off my old mp3 player and put some albums in there. 🏴‍☠️

I keep on going back and forth between digital vs physical. Like sure, having physical things take up a lot of space and it's hard to carry it around, but then digital storage costs a lot of money and requires either a subscription or shelling out a lump sum to get an external drive... Which will run out of storage again in the future as you continue to fill it with things you love... It's so hard to find the right balance. I know drives aren't as fragile as it used to be but I also think about babying the device so it doesn't skip LOL like I'm not dealing with a hard drive with a needle here, it's an SD card, like c'mon.

Also I remember when apps used to be like, one time payment to remove all ads and unlock pro features! And now it's impossible to find ones like that unless it's an old app. It's all Free*! I hate that so much. Just take my money (once) and unbind me from thy grasp.

maybe one day I'll be free from subscription services. Because I hate having the mindset of oh, I paid for it. I need to maximize it to get my money's worth, and end up spending way too much time on it. Let me live my life on my own pace!!!!!

[jade-everstone]

Art Goals for 2024

This post is a mirror of a post on my website (here)

It’s a few days into the new year. While the feelings of uncertainty from 2023 still lingers, I set myself a handful of goals going forward to give myself some sense of direction, 8 in fact, though I’ll mostly be focusing on my art-related goals here.

Technical improvement isn’t a major focus this year (I mean, I just did 4+ years of that lol). I think it’s time to focus on more external factors of art, like gaining some stability, pouring more focus into doing it part-time while maintaining the personal side. As well as strengthening skills not directly related to illustration. It’s something that’s fell to the wayside until senior year of college, and now that I’m out of school I think at least for this year I can let these factors overtake direct art improvement.

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Finish PC-Mania!

My short webseries! This was launched as part of my senior thesis, but has had multiple hiccups in terms of production. This year I want to smooth out those bumps & be able to wrap it up by the end of this year. The reason I say by the end of this year? My drafts are roughly 40 pages, and even with my other plans for this year I’ll have more time on my hands to focus on comics. So I’m pretty confident I can wrap it up regardless of how it happens.

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Launch Support Streams related to my art

This one was inevitable. Even if it’s a goal of part time vs. full time, I want to be able to do art as a career. Meaning I have to have some form of income to be able to continue doing it comfortably. This one will need time to sort-out though since there are hurtles; Notably my overall lack of reach, as well as inflation times.

Lack of reach is likely due to struggling with consistent posting (even reposts & WIPs slip by me), not wanting to completely bend my practices to algorithms, and migrating between platforms. So that one may be harder to sort-out while keeping it fair to my self & my limits. Inflation is tricky. Art is a luxury afterall, and when the cost of living has skyrocketed across the board I don’t blame people for choosing food and rent over art. I’m likely going to keep it to one-time payments & tip jars indefinitely since I don’t want to launch subscriptions in a time where people looking to cancel them to make ends meet. Plus, with my issues with consistent posting, I’m not in a position to be doing subscription-based works & would also like to better sort out my boundaries before even considering (ie: I don’t want anything that could potentially lead to people feeling entitled to my attention).

I still want to try pushing for commissions & freelance, even with a lack of success over the past few years. Though I also want to look more into online shops & tabling since last year, all of the money I made from art was from IRL sales. So it’s a matter finding those events that are original-art & zine friendly (I’m uninterested in monetizing fanart beyond commissions. Fanart to me = Personal art & I’d like to keep it that way). As well as researching more into online shops as a means to get things out there outside of the convention space.

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Better-establish OC Lore & Worlds

This one is likely gonna be harder than it sounds. Because on one hand I am excited about these project, but I’ve always struggled with getting ideas-to-paper. While I don’t want to claim much since I don’t have an official diagnosis as of writing, I’m very sure I have ADHD meaning getting down schedules, and getting projects done before I jump to another interest has been a long-term struggle. It’s part of what hampered PC-Mania & reach, and hampers my ability to put more info about the projects I’m working on & are excited about (hell last year, I think I ended up drawing Io way more than art for said projects…).

I don’t know if there’s any “ADHD-friendly guides to maintaining projects before you forget them” out there (I’d argue most project guides & tips I’ve seen don’t consider it), so I’m pretty sure I’m on my own in this department. Currently I’m thinking about leveraging my website for this since it’s meant to be a work archive as is, and even if progress is inconsistent it’ll at least give me a central hub to link back to.

If you are curious, the main one I want to establish is Doverhill! It’s where a PC-Mania takes place for reference, and it’s set in modern times in the fictional town of Doverhill MA. Perfectly normal, except for the occasional paranormal encounter. The main cast that has to deal with them are a group of friends & neighbors who live in an apartment complex together. Story-wise it’s an episodic comedy about the sheer absurdity that is life. Even if it’s not a hard world-building project, it deserves a central hub to link back to.

The other one I’m debating on is Fang and Iron, a dark-sci-fantasy world building project about demon-hunting androids. But I think it needs more time in the oven, and I don’t plan on making it a main focus for a long time.

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Learn Blender for making assets & Blocking

I’ve thought about the other skills I’d like to strengthen & learn for future projects, notably writing skills, drawing mecha, desktop publishing software, and 3D. But I picked learning 3D, since I feel like this one will have a ton of versatility in terms of making references for myself. If you’re wondering using 3D assets for references is extremely common, especially within the world of comics where you need to re-draw backgrounds and props. So having knowledge on how to block out scenes in blender will help massively in the long run, especially when my schedule starts filling up again.

(now I just need to finish that donut)

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Shorter Comic Project?

I’m considering this one optional, but if I can squeeze in another smaller 8-16pg comic or zine along the lines of 9:15 Slushie I’d like to. I have an Idea I want to do for it (an idea that existed before 9:15 slushie did!) so the next step is carving out time to make it happen

Those are my main art goals of 2024. For the other 3 main resolutions of mine, I’ll list a short summary of those instead:

Get a job alongside art (I’ll need it. Bills be upon me + even with help from family members, I’d like to transition into being self-sustaining & be able to front the costs for my supplies & projects going forward)

Get my Drivers License (Also needed, especially if I want to continue tabling & other hobbies, and for getting to whatever job I end up at)

Get better at IIDX (and by extension BMS) so I can say I suck at normal 7’s vs normal 4’s lol (my only “hobby” goal of this year. I’ve wanted to get into IIDX for a long time too, so since I’m planning on getting my license & income anyways, I’ll see if I can squeeze this one in)

[figula]

hello

having a bit of a strug with a baby trans woman who has like REALLY imprinted onto me as some kind of guiding force of womanhood (awful notion but i also fully understand it so im not mad or angry just like it makes me a bit uncomfortable) + im finding it like a bit overwhelming bc i really dont have much emotional energy as is atm for obvious reasons so like i know im gonna have to say something (very kindly!!! bc she is so innocent in this + it's literally not her fault at all) but argh im actually so fucking bad at this kind of thing when i actually like the person in question :( it's sooo much easier if they're horrible

was sooo sleepy all day, i had planned on getting a bunch of wig work done this weekend but i just rly haven't... oh well

decided where to get my hair cut this week (probs wednesday) - i was going to go tmr but they are closed on mondays wat... and tina (!!) is on tuesday so im leaving that day otherwise free for general contemplation lol

had really really good sex w/ ben this weekend + i was thinking in the shower about new relationships vs long-term rships + how like new rships are kind of exciting etc but that i actually wouldnt trade what me and ben have now for all the butterflies in any butterfly farm. then i went in and told him this bc im trying to be more demonstrative + also practising for the wedding when i will have to do like PDA. ben's response was literally like "are you ok??? do you think im going to leave you???" SCREAM :( (i tell him i love him allll the time ftr im just naturally a bit more reserved interpersonally than i think i might seem on here lol like i dont really like saying really emotional stuff!! even to the love of my life!!!!) anyway i was just thinking how like the sex in particular has only got better the longer we've been together + how im excited to see where the rest of our lives take us. not just sexually just you know. generally

ben also made me laugh so fucking much the other night when we were watching tiktok videos + we were doing one of those stupid "which one of these would your partner prefer!!" slideshows + he was so appalled by all my food choices for him that he was like "no that's it, we're eating out more, you give me the worst possible options" and writing it down it sounds so unfunny but i was like absolutely cackling at his indignation at my picks omg also, wedding bullshit under the cut, for people who either dont care or are ideologically opposed (correctly)

i paid the final venue payment this eve w/ that money my mum sent me, it was painful to do it lmao but that's done now, knocked a significant chunk off the "to pay" column. think we'll be fine now, ben's got some savings, i still have a decent chunk of money left, im just paranoid that there will be some other random hidden costs that pop up at some point. anyway we're def not going into any debt for it

we wrote our vows today (in like, 10 min) + submitted our ceremonies guidelines to the council. i was a big nuisance while ben was writing his + kept being like "are u crying yet?" then i read his and cried :( lol :( i know a lot of people keep them secret but i think we cba about this one bc we had to upload them to the council website anyway so it would have been a massive hassle to keep them secret. think ben's plan is to do a speech later that im not allowed to see beforehand tho

[udunie]

no pressure but I'd love to hear about these oppressive omegaverse dystopia ideas if you wanted to share!

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well dont leave us in suspense. whats the new oppressive a/b/o universe now

I was thinking of an A/B/O universe where there's a prolonged conflict (either with another country or aliens or something), plus there are demographic challenges (that the 'developed world' will eventually face everywhere) which is not a good combo, cause war feeds on human flesh.

There would be a large Population Optimization Program (POP), under this the following legislation would be put forward:

Abortion ban

Contraceptive ban

Α PAPA (alpha paternal payments - large tax credits based on offspring number in or out of mating bonds - or heck, maybe also some cash bonuses?)

Ω MAMA (Omega Mandatory Mating - a huge step back for omega rights, all omegas who are not mated by age 21 would be paired up with alphas, plus any widowed omegas would also be mated again if they are still fertile)

Ω DOLL program (Omega Debt Optimization and Loan Leniency) that makes it possible for families with a lot of debt to get all of it forgiven in exchange for giving up an unmated omega child to the state who would then go to State R&R centers (meaning Recreation and Reproduction here) where omegas who are dependents of the state 'work'

(can you tell how much I love all those acronyms and shit the US uses, lol)

Omegas are accepted in R&R centers from age 14 and up, here they are intensely bred and worked as prostitutes - referred to as Private Entertainment Technicians in polite society - aka PETs (mainly aiming services at the military and law enforcement).

The breeding program starts with health screening and an artificially induced heat that guarantees pregnancy within a day or two. Omegas are pregnant for 8 months (thanks to medical advancements, this doesn't pose much of a risk, and a lot of times they are carrying multiples that usually can't be carried to term anyway) During pregnancy they are working as PETs, they can be rented for 200/hour, tho military/law enforcement get a 50% discount, and they make up almost all customers. They are working at most 10 hours a day.

After the 8 months is up, labor is induced. After birth, there's one month of breastfeeding and recovery, then the babies are separated and placed into nurseries. The next month is continued recovery and fertility treatments that significantly raise the chance of conceiving multiples, to the point where the program averages 1.8 children per birth.

Then the 10 month cycle starts again.

Since they are giving birth roughly every 10 months, omegas are expected to give birth about 40 times during their fertile period, having between 60 to 100 babies.

Omegas in the program would be earning income after every child and also incur expenses (they would be charged for everything; medical expenses, accommodation, nutrition, overhead costs etc), which would leave them with around 20k earned at the end of a 10 month cycle, 90% of which would go towards the debts they are working off. 10% of their earnings would be saved for when they leave the program.

(of course, young omegas would be making a lot more, but their earnings would drop off - even into the negative - as they age and have less customers, so the above is the average)

That would leave omegas aging out of the program (usually mid fifties) with 80k total for the rest of their lives.

Babies born in the program (known as POP babies) would be kept in in-house nurseries where omegas not currently entertaining would be taking care of them until they are potty trained. Then they would go into state foster care. They would receive general education until age 12 when they would be tested for their dynamics. Omegas (and any betas not fit enough for the military) would be adopted out to families. Alphas and betas would be moved to military boarding schools. Here they would get general training until age 16. At that age, betas would be enlisted for a mandatory 25 years, Alphas would take competency tests, the lower 50% would be enlisted, the top would receive specialized training. After another two years there's another test with the lower 50% enlisted - in higher positions - and the rest would go on to higher education/the academy. Only these - the best 25% of Alphas - would be allowed to decide if they want to enlist or not (they usually do, but some of them go into politics).

And there you have it, a whole dystopia!

[fratboykate]

well it’s kind of a funny story actually! we were in france for a competition (naturally), the competition was in a city but we decided to stay about 35 minutes away in the countryside in the village i’m from! free accommodation. i’d been thinking about proposing for a really long time, i knew i was going to marry her pretty much as soon as we started dating tbh, but i was really in my head about it because i wanted it to be perfect because she deserves it! one of the days we were in the city for comp day and i was running late so she had to leave without me but she sent the teammates who weren’t shooting that day to pick me up so i didn’t have to worry about being in hurry and driving around all the roundabouts (rural france has a lot of roundabouts, i hate them/they make me nervous). so we parked the car and we were walking down this street to the venue and i turned my head by complete chance and i saw the perfect ring in the window of this jewellery store. it was perfect, but we were running late so i asked if one of the other girls would come with me to buy it the next day. so the next day i tell agf that i’m going into the city to get our morning bread instead of walking to the bakery down the street, but really i was going with the team to buy the ring. the whole team turned up, including her coach AND her physio. they all wanted to see the ring, to make sure i was doing right by her etc. the ring is perfect: 24k white gold band, solitaire cut ethically sourced 1.5ct diamond, it cost more than the down payment on our house lol but if they hand asked me to cut off my arm with a wooden spoon right then and there i would have. i had originally planned to propose when we got back home, at the park where i first told her i loved her and i knew in my bones i was going to marry her - something really low-key. i forgot my bag so i had to put the ring in its box in my coat pocket and we went about our day and tbh i kind of forgot about it. it was bastille day - i think that’s what you call it in the US anyway - so we were at the small village festival, then later at my family’s house and it was nice because my sister who was abroad at the time had managed to make it home while i was in the city in the morning. it’s on a hill and we were looking down at the fireworks in the village below and i could hear the music and feel the celebrations of my family in the background and i looked over at her and i just remember thinking that i’ve never felt this safe and happy, and if the world ended that second i wouldn’t care because she was there. and i just realised i couldn’t wait any longer. i couldn’t wait for her to be my wife. so i put down my drink and i let go of her hand and turned around to get the ring out of my pocket and when i turned back, opened ring box in hand she was just opening the ring box with my ring in it. we laughed and cried and proposed and said yes (obviously). it turns out that she specifically flew my sister out to go buy the ring with her, because she saw the perfect ring on our first day there and she wanted to buy it that day, and she wanted my sister to be there. so she bought her a plane ticket and when they went into the city that afternoon they were actually buying the ring. from the same jewellery store. on the same day. there are like 3 other jewellery stores on the same street. and then we got married a month later! -agf

WHAT KIND OF GAYASS FAIRYTALE ARE YOU HOMOS LIVING IN AND HOW DO I SIGN UP FOR WEEKLY EPISODES BECAUSE I WANT ALL OF THE CONTENT?????????????????? LIKE???? I COULDNT WRITE THIS? THIS IS...DARE I SAY...BETTER THAN FICTION?????????? EXCUSE YOU???

BUT ALSO I HAVE QUESTIONS KJLSHJGKDFG HOW DIDN'T HER TEAMMATES KNOW SHE WAS PROPOSING AND BUYING A RING THERE TOO?! SURELY SHE WOULD'VE TOLD THEM? NO? KJDHGJSKDFG YOU GUYS BOUGHT A RING FROM THE SAME JEWELRY STORE BUT NOT *THE SAME RING* RIGHT?!??!?! THAT WOULD JUST BE TOO MUCH FOR MY GAY HEART TO HANDLE??? LISTEN I NEED DIAGRAMS, VIDEOS, PICTURES, A POWER POINT PRESENTATION. I FEEL LIKE I WILL NEVER HAVE ENOUGH DETAILS HERE.

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hi, idk why but i have the notion of you living in california and i was wondering, would you recommend it?? i know it's expensive but average how much would you spend on a month?? i'd love to know what you think about it. (and if you don't live there i'm sorry lol). hope you're doing well!

Hello, thank you for the ask. I'm finally back on here today to reply to my inbox so you asked at a good time.

I do live in California. Northern. About an hour north east of San Francisco. My town is actually in the top ten most expensive in the country when you compare income verses cost of living. For some perspective, I was looking at a single room apartment or even a studio and unless its government housing for low income, rent starts at 1600 and can go up as high as 2200, if you don't want to live in a bad neighborhood.

As of now I am still unemployed after losing my job earlier this month. I was making decent money there at $22 an hour. As I look for jobs I'm lucky to find anything close to that, that isn't completely out of my wheelhouse of skills. I was also living almost paycheck to paycheck at $22 an hour because I have quite a bit of debt and a car payment/insurance.

Most people out here have roommates or if they can afford their own place usually work as tradesmen or in the medical field. I was working in the casino industry but had an hour commute. Traffic in Norcal is much better than Socal. But the interstate freeways definitely get kind of shitty during rush hour.

Pros of California

Decent weather most of the year. We pretty much always have some sun, barring this past crazy winter.

Very populous so lot's of fun places to go within an hour or two drive no matter where you live. I'm literally an hour from San Francisco, 45 mins to the state capital, 20 minutes to Napa/Sonoma, and there are several universities in the area which increases need for cool activities and outings.

Very diverse and liberal in metropolitan areas. Most people are actually really nice and chill.

Lot's of tech opportunities and start ups

Honestly a lot of industries have a big presence here so if you can put in the work you can find a decent job especially if you live in a big city.

Lot's of cool nature and hiking paths. It's a big state and we love to maintain some of the natural beauty. Beaches, mountain, forest, lakes and deserts. Bunch of national and state parks

No snow unless you're literally on a mountain

Lots of great authentic and diverse food.

Good place for furthering education. We have high level schools that are internationally renown.

We have a ton of farms and during peak seasons its super easy to get fresh produce for cheap from farmers markets, stalls, and fairs.

We have 9 international airports and have access to a lot of imported goods.

Most artists will have multiple CA stops on their tours.

Cons of California

Super high cost of living. Yes our average wages are higher than most states but it doesn't really cover how high cost of living is especially in metropolitan areas.

Rent and housing prices are super high throughout the state unless you live in a super rural area. Also very competitive.

Public transportation is not great even in the cities.

Traffic, especially in LA can add hours to a drive.

You have to have a car if you're not living in the middle of a big city. Most places in CA are pretty spread out and hard to navigate on foot.

WILD FIRE SEASON

39 Million people live in California the last I checked. Socal is more populous than Norcal.

You have to reserve camping spots like a year in advance at the best parks.

Housing shortage has led to a homelessness epidemic. See Skid Row in LA. And those apartments are also super expensive even surrounded by vagrants.

Sometimes the fog is so bad you can't see a few yards in front of you. Mostly during the morning. I used to drive home at 3 am after work and i was going 40 on the highway because it was so foggy.

That's all I can think of at the moment. But if you have any other questions feel free to message me or send another ask.

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S and B!

Thanks for the ask! Ooooh two at once eh? I'll do my best.

Sting He's a half-elf that runs a bar in a pocket dimension that's attached to our reality via a run-down hardware store somewhere in Colorado. Of course, that's just one of the doors that lead into his bar (Called My Fair Lady). Want to get to a different dimension or realm? He's probably got a door somewhere that'll lead there. But the knowledge of which goes where will cost ya.

He thrives on information and secrets, and does a wildly successful trade in gossip among his patrons. If you need to know something, he's your guy. Of course, he'll also take payment in whatever currency you've got, as he serves a bunch of different creatures and some of them are bound to use the same stuff. Value is value, ya know? He's also made sure that all his drinks have markers on them so that different species can ask to know what's in them, and he's always open to learning a new recipe...although it'll take him a few times to get it right.

Of course, he's also got an insane computer setup in the back of his bar that's only accessible through a series of complex magical locks, and it's alien tech that's a combination of our technology, magic from his home world, and a sort of bio-mech magic/tech from the same system as his home but a different planet. Secrets, man, this guy has secrets.

Becks Because she's kiiiinda my current oc brainrot, lol

So Becks is one of those characters that sorta grew and took off on her own once she had the right story. She's part earth sprite and part human, and the girl CANNOT stay out of trouble. Sometimes she finds it, but mostly it finds her. She was born in the 1500s in north america but when one of her parents was killed and the other disappeared, she started out on a quest to find others like her, taking off around the 1600s and heading overseas. She found plenty of sprites, plenty of humans, plenty of mages, (and of course, plenty of trouble) but never any hybrids like her. Eventually she returned to the americas and lived as a forest witch, a desert outlaw, the mom of an adopted kinda-hybrid child, lived under vampiric control, and eventually broke free and took up life as PI in the 1950s before running into a case with a pirate hunting down a chest of haunted coins that nearly killed her and put her under a sort of self-imposed stasis for seventy years before she woke up, solved the case, and started figuring out how to live in modern times.

She admittedly is one of my favorites right now. She's been a lot of fun to write for, as are several of the characters that have shown up around her story. She often surprises me with the stuff that she does in her story, in both good and "WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT BECKS STOP IT" kind of ways, lol

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Okay, I'm just gonna complain about the dismal state of housing for a bit, if that's okay? Adding a cut because this got very long.

So, like, not gonna mention any actual figures, but when we were growing up, we weren't living paycheck to paycheck, we were doing okay, but like... we were fairly frugal, and it was clear that it was because we needed to be, you know? Only buying used cars, almost only got hand-me-down clothes, store brand everything, didn't replace things if they still somewhat worked, anything technology related always secondhand and usually at least one generation behind, only one or two vacations that weren't either camping or visiting extended family, that kinda stuff. Anyway, Dad and I were talking the other day about how (apparently) the amount of money you "should" have saved is six months of income, and Mom and Dad didn't get to that point until I was already an adult.

And look, it depends on how you look at things of course, but if we're looking at that type of metric I'm technically in a proportionally better financial position than my parents were at my age. I don't have six months of income saved, but I'm not too far off (and I did have that amount before the Tinlightenment Kickstarter so... oops lol). I still function under the mindset of "if I haven't looked at my bank account in the past hour assume it's almost empty" so I historically do not spend money on things that aren't gifts or necessities unless it's something VERY important to me, and I'm still following those rules, even if I'm also like "hey, I can actually afford to donate money to people who need it now!" which is great, but basically, even though I'm going to have more expenses coming up I have more financial wiggle room than my parents did at my age.

And yet I would not be able to apply for a 1-bedroom apartment anywhere nearby without a co-signer, because there's nowhere within an hour or so where the rent is a third of my gross pay. And yet the concept of being able to purchase a home is a complete pipe dream. For a 20% down payment on a house basically anywhere close enough that I'd consider moving to, I'd pretty much have to save every cent of my take-home pay for three years, and that would just be for the down payment! When they were a little younger than I was, my parents were able to buy a house about half an hour away from where I'm currently living. I don't know how much it cost, but it looks like when we moved it sold for $178k, and since they bought it a decade prior presumably they purchased it for less than that. Apparently the estimated price for that house today is around $630k. And, granted, I am bummed out for my own sake. But just thinking about how many people are in the same or worse position than my parents were at my age, how that number keeps growing, how housing is becoming scarcer and less affordable by the day, and just... it's fucking infuriating, you know? Obviously, I want everyone to be able to live lives where they're able to have the things they want, not just the things they need, but while this is definitely not a novel thought nobody should have to live a life where their basic needs of food or shelter either are not fulfilled or are constantly hanging in the balance.