#wow that's really shit i can't believe you paid for that

[the-new-hip-priest]

I wish you hadn’t blocked me, only because I was chatting to someone about awful tattoos and you sincerely have the worst ones I ever seen in person - possibly worse than K’s. 

[archangeldyke-all]

I miss CEO Sevika :(

What about Reader and Sevika going to...idk a dinner party/charity event with multiple companies in attendance. Sevika is one of the speakers for the night and while she's nervous, she knocks it out of the park. Meanwhile Reader is like "wow my wife is such a fucking boss and so hot for doing that on stage, I can't NOT suck her off and get fucked in a random, out of the way bathroom right afterwards."

i was thinking about this ask the entire time she was up there by vander's statue giving her speech. my sweet baby.

men and minors dni

sometimes, you forget just how important sevika's work is. most days you're stuck in your office together, making phone calls and signing documents.

but it's nights like this, when sevika's company has its annual ball, that you're hit with how much sevika does for the community.

the company built on the idea of giving low income communities low interest loans to build businesses and homes. there're several neighborhoods and families that you know personally that have had their lives transformed by sevika's work. but it's not just that.

it's parks built on the company's dime, community centers and pools and basketball courts sponsored by sevika herself. it's the team of social workers and accountants sevika's carefully hired over the years, who make sure that your clients are trained in financial literacy so they don't fall through the cracks. it's underfunded public schools-- the schools you went to as a kid-- being sent busload after busload of books and computers and supplies from your wife. it's medical bills being paid off by a mysterious, 'anonymous' source--the chickenscratch on the checks all matching your wife's.

and nights like this, with each lead team member of all the departments giving presentations of the differences they've made in the community this year, where it really hits you how incredible your wife is.

your poor wife. sevika's currently on the brink of passing out from her nerves, a glass of whiskey shakily clutched in her palms as she waits behind the stage. "baby." you coo, reaching up to cup her face.

sevika winces and pouts in your hold. "i hate public speaking." she whines. you chuckle.

"i know, love." you sigh. you'd give this speech for her if you could-- but it's kinda a requirement that the ceo speak at these big events. "it's just five minutes, talk about the good you've done this year, get some claps, get some laughs, then we can bail." you promise her.

sevika pouts even more, slouching down against you. "you remember the first time we put one of these shitshows on?" she asks.

you giggle and nod.

your second year working for sevika, a few months into dating, and the company had the first of it's now notorious annual balls. of course, back then it wasn't quite as sophisticated as today's is, but it was pretty memorable. after her speech (which she nailed, because despite how much she hates it sevika is good at talking) sevika ran off the stage, high on the applause she'd received, and practically leapt into your arms where you stood backstage. "fuck i can't believe i did that." she whispered against your scalp. "and they liked it!" she laughs.

you giggled and kissed her cheek. "course they liked it, you're very easy to like."

and then sevika said the words you'd been dying to hear her say, the words you were trying desprately to keep inside your throat until she was ready. "i couldn't've done it without you, y'know." she whispered. your smile got softer, and sevika leaned impossibly closer to you. "you kinda scare the shit outta me and... i think i'm in love with you."

you had just grinned and kissed her, mumbling a teasing "you think or you know?" against her lips.

and here you are, nearly ten years later, on the same little patch of floor backstage of your favorite venue, smiling up at your wife.

"course i remember, baby. one of the best moments in my life. right up there with meeting you 'n marrying you. think it'll be in the little montage that flashes before my eyes once i die." you say, giggling.

sevika smiles sweetly and kisses you. "yeah, me too." she whispers.

you hold her for a moment, hoping the touch will help her relax a bit, both of you swaying gently in your dark little corner as you wait for seamus to finish his speech and introduce sevika. "you're gonna do amazing, y'know. you do every year."

"ugh. i know." sevika huffs against you. you giggle.

"so then why are you so worried?" you ask. sevika shrugs against you.

"just. 's a lotta people. and i like when you baby me." she says.

you burst into laughter just as the audience on the other side of the stage bursts into applause. sevika groans, and you give her one last good squeeze and a smooch to her cheek before pushing her toward the stage. "go ahead baby. you got this." you encourage her. sevika smiles shyly at you, and you curse. "shit, sev, wait! i left a kiss mark on your cheek!" you squeak, scrambling to grab her wrist and wipe off the lipstick that must've transferred from her lips to your own, then onto her cheek.

sevika ducks out of her hold, though, her smile only growing. "good. let 'em see it." she says, winking at you before ducking under a curtain and out onto the stage.

the crowd bursts into applause at her appearance, and your heart melts as her words sink in.

she's such a fucking sap. you love her so much you think you might explode.

she nails it, because of course she does. by the time she walks back off stage, there are literally people chanting her name, like she's a rockstar or something.

you intend to tease her about it, but then you see her and her sweet shy smile, your very obvious kiss mark on her cheek, and her hands nervously clutching her note cards, and something ravenous courses through your bloodstream.

you nearly tackle her to the floor as you launch forward to kiss her. sevika gasps, and her notecards go flying as her hands reach up to hold you tight. fuck you love her. she's the most incredible woman you've ever met.

"sev." you whisper between kisses you can't stop pressing to her skin. "sevika."

"y-yeah?" she asks, her voice squeaky and excited.

"can i blow you in the bathroom, please?" you ask. "want you so fuckin' bad."

sevika shivers full bodied and lets out a shudder before she grabs your wrist and starts sprinting toward the bathroom. you cackle the entire way.

your favorite thing about this venue is that they have plenty of single stall bathrooms. you and sevika have used this feature to your convenience many times over the years.

sevika's already rock hard in her trousers by the time you lock the door and pin her to the wall. she's clawing at you, whimpering as she tries to catch your lips in a kiss. you giggle, cupping her jaw and kissing her soundly, shoving your tongue in her mouth to calm her down a bit.

sevika sighs heavily, and you pull away, gasping a breath before dropping to your knees.

"fuck. i'm not gonna last, baby, fuck." sevika whines as you paw at her pants. you giggle.

"you better. want you to cum inside my cunt, love." you say.

sevika makes a pained noise, and her dick jumps in her boxers. you laugh. "you better touch yourself while you're suckin' me then." she says. "want you to cum with me."

it's your turn to shiver. you claw at her boxers, a little growl escaping you when her cock's finally revealed to you. "fuck." you grunt, before leaning forward and just pressing your face against her cock.

sevika sighs dreamily, reaching down to cup your face as you nuzzle her dick. "so pretty on your knees." she whispers. you smile up at her. "lemme see you touch yourself." sevika requests. you shove a hand down your waistband, rubbing your wet clit with your fingers as you rub your face against her length. "that's it, baby. fuck. now put your mouth on me, love."

you're needy for her, so needy that you take a little too much of her at once, gagging loudly on her cock.

sevika moans at the feeling then laughs at the embarrassment on your face when you pull back and catch your breath before trying again.

"don' laugh at me." you pout, spitting on her dick and jerking her while you blink back your tears.

"'s just cute baby. so fuckin' needy for me you choke yourself on it." she sighs.

you shiver a little. you can't really deny that. "you did amazing, by the way." you whisper. "you always do."

sevika's shoulders scrunch up to her ears, and her eyes dart away from yours. you giggle. "shush. you aren't supposed to be talking right now."

you laugh and kiss her wrist, then try again, taking her back in your mouth and slowly working down her cock.

sevika melts against the wall behind her, and her eyes fly back to yours. you hum around her and she groans. "shit, i'm not gonna last, baby, fuck." sevika whines as she starts thrusting into her mouth.

drool is trailing down your chin and into a puddle on the floor, and when sevika's thigh starts shaking you sink two fingers into your cunt, getting ready to take her.

"fuck, i love you." sevika whines. "i love you so much, baby, love your fuckin' mouth, love fuckin' your mouth--" she cuts herself off with a little giggle, and then she groans. "off-- off-- pull off baby, i'm gonnahh!" sevika shudders as you pull away right before her orgasm. she glares down at you, and you giggle, kissing her clothed thigh. "get up here." she growls, tugging you to your feet and roughly shoving you back against the sink.

you grin, shimmying out of your pants with sevika's help, kissing her anywhere you can reach as she hauls you up.

"you ready for me?" she asks, rubbing her cock against your soaked folds. you whine and nod.

"been ready for you since you put that suit on." you tease.

sevika just chuckles and pushes in, both of you groaning at the feeling.

"oh fuck, please tell me you're close." sevika whines, ducking down to bite at your neck as she starts hammering into you.

your hand flies to your clit, rubbing quick little circles against it in time with her thrusts. "s-so close." you whimper.

sevika shivers at your answer, then lifts up to kiss you on the lips. "i love you so much." she whispers.

"p-please cum inside me, sev, wanna make you feel good."

"y-you always do baby, fuck!" she shouts as she fills you up, cumming and shivering against you.

you grin, satisfaction and pleasure filling you equally until you're falling apart around her, laughing and moaning as you pull sevika to your chest.

"you really did do amazing, you know." you sigh after you catch your breath.

sevika smiles against you. "i know. practiced really hard last night, my wife finds it sexy when i give speeches."

"your wife finds it sexy when you do anything, love." you correct her. she grins.

"can we go home now?" she asks.

you giggle and nod. "kinda have to babe. my shirts covered in drool, and i'm sure we got cum somewhere on your pants or something." you say.

sevika cackles.

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[spidernuggets]

Hi hope you’re having a good/night can you do a Jason Todd x detective fem reader. She meets Jason , but she meets him when he’s red hood at a crime scene.

Jason Todd x FemDetective!Reader

"So you're the guy that's making my paperwork pile up higher than the Empire State Building."

"Christ, another one?" One of your coworkers said as the limp, dead body was zipped up into a body, and evidence collected and put away.

You shrug a shoulder, writing down in your notepad a list of suspects and witnesses involved in this new murder, which was also linked to other recent killings.

"Adam Matthews." You state the victim's name.

"Drug dealer?" Your coworker asks, looking at the substance that Matthews had on his person being bagged for evidence.

"Mm. He was a cook for a drug dealer who tested on homeless kids or orphans. But Matthews was also known for being an accessory for other murders, kidnappings, and was guilty for sexual assaults," you state, sighing, putting your notebook away.

Your coworker fell shocked. "How the fuck is he not locked up?!" He yells.

"Links with richies," you scoff. "Well, he's dead now. His long, overdue debt it now paid." You always believed these kinds of people never deserved a second chance. All the previous murder victims were similar to Adam Matthews. So, others may call you crazy, but you were thankful for this anonymous killer going out of their way, killing scumbags like Matthews.

"I'm going to scout around the area, Parks," you told your coworker as he nodded and went to discuss with the other officers around the area.

You shone your flashlight around the narrow alleys, searching for any clues or evidence you could use to help solve the crime and catch the murderer. Or in your eyes an anti-hero.

Just as you were about to turn around and return to the scene, you heard grunts and strings of profanity coming from behind one of the dumpsters.

Your hand hovered over your gun in your hip holster, walking towards the sounds.

You swiftly turned to see the source, hand on the handle of the gun, and saw a certain, outlawed vigilante leaning on the dumpster, holding his arm, his body stained with blood.

His helmet lay in between his legs, his domino mask remaining on his face.

"What the fu- Red Hood??" You exclaim.

"You mind?" He groans, holding his hand out, trying to avoid the flash shining in his eyes.

"Shit, sorry," you reoly, turning it off and placing it on your utility belt. Your head tilted to the side, seeing that Red Hood was struggling to wrap his arm up. "It's loose," you say, referring to the bandage- or rag that he was tying around his bicep.

"Wow, really? Didn't- fuck- didn't notice," he says, cursing once more when the bandage fell down.

You roll your eyes, crouching beside his and taking the bandage from his, unwrapping his arm and rewrapping it tighter as it should be.

"So you're the guy that's making my paperwork pile up higher than the Empire State Building." You mutter, tying the bandage to stay in place.

"Sorry, little cop lady. Just doing my job." He hisses.

"It's little detrctice lady to you. And I'd appreciate it if you made your little killing sprees a little more discreet. Eventually, the actual cops are gonna catch your ass," you snicker, getting up.

"As if I let them." He bites back.

"L/n. Where are you?" Parks says through your walkie. "Did you find anything?"

Red Hood gets up, putting his helmet back on, looking down at you, waiting for your response.

You click on the button to reply. "No. Nothing here. Coming back now."

The white glowing eyes pierce through yours as Red Hood chuckles. "Hiding a criminal? Haven't taken a look through the law book in a while, but isn't that illegal?" You couldn't see it, but Red Hood grinned, amised at this new encounter.

You shrugged. "I'm only doing this because I know I can't stop you, even if I wanted to. Besides. If these ass rat criminals kept scurrying around, the papaerwork would be much more than you're making." You smirk.

He laughs. "So you're saying you don't want to stop me?" He crosses his arms.

"Have a good night, Mr. Hood." You bid him goodbye, walking back to the crime scene.

"And to you too, little detective lady," he says, quietly hoping to run into again after he puts lead into the head of his next target.

"Jeez, I thought you died or something. You were gone for a while, are you sure you didn't find anything?" Parks quickly asks you.

You quickly wipe away the blood on your palms from Red Hood's wound onto your black jeans. "Save the interrogation for the suspects, Parks. Nothing there but dead rats and graffiti."

You walk off, almost missing the shine of a red helmet running off on the roof of a building in the distance as you smirk to yourself, also secretly hoping Red Hood would cause another casualty to meet him again.

Parks was about to walk off, too, almost missing the tiniest splotch of red on your white shirt as he raised an eyebrow.

I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE IT SO SHORT!!!

I didn't want to leave this ask in my inbox for too long and forget about it 😭😭

BUTTTT if you or anyone else wants!!! I can make a part 2 where Reader and Red Hood begin a constant meetup after every death Red Hood causes (only to those criminals who deserve it, obvi). And Parks becomes suspicious of Reader and threatens her or that Reader's job is put on the line!!!!

I was going to add this idea in, but I'm really bad at making long fics cuz I always wanna get it over and done with and I'm so impatient 😭

HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT ANYWAYS 🙏🙏

[a-d-nox]

nox tests hypotheses: "saturn tells you what annoys you"

this is one of shawtyherbs hypotheses. this is how i feel this manifests for me in my chart and why i believe this hypothesis works. my saturn is located in my 3h, in taurus at 29°... let's take deep dive!

taurus saturn

a lack of discipline: i feel like i have a strong work ethic - i value hard work. i despised when i did group work in school and i was paired up with procrastinators or people who were unwilling to put in the necessary effort to achieve a good grade. it felt like every time i had my part done i would start getting anxious that the other person/people didn't. it felt like a manipulation - like we were playing chicken. if they didn't do it, would i do it for them? how long did they have to wait until i stepped in?

instability and unpredictability: sudden changes, chaotic environments, and erratic behavior can make me uncomfortable, anxious, and annoyed. i guess it's sort of like a trauma response from childhood except now i get irritable... everyone know my dislike for surprises.

wastefulness: i get easily irritated by wastefulness, whether it's wasting time, money, or resources. again maybe its from my childhood and having those experiences. but i am the type of person who arrives on time. if i buy something and don't like it i use it until it's gone, i eat it til its gone (even if its stale), or i use it til its paid itself off (if i buy a shirt and can't return it and it was $30, i am wearing it 30 times). it sounds strange - i know - but it is how i am...

superficiality: i really value authenticity. i feel like i am easily annoyed by superficial behavior, materialism without substance, and people who put on mask to fit in... like so what if you don't laugh at someone's shit joke, so what if i am happy with my hydroflask and want nothing to do with a stanley (it's all the same to me), and who cares if your true self is not everyone's favorite (you'll find your people a whole lot faster if you're your self).

resisting practicality: you know how much advice i have given throughout the years THAT WAS ASKED FOR and people did what they wanted anyway??? why even waste my time if you don't want outside perspective. or something its just kind advice to help with ease like hi you are using a stain on the deck, i recommend you wipe as you go so it dries quicker and you don't accidentally smear/smudge later. but nooooo.....

saturn at 29°

arrogance: you know it's okay to be wrong... it's not okay to pontificate about how you were right in some alternate scenario. just admit you were wrong in this situation and move on or better yet say nothing...

irresponsibility: when you say you are going to do something do it. if you are a leader then lead and know that you are responsible for anything you designate to someone you view as your subordinate (especially when you don't train them on what you want them to do for you). if you can't commit to having a task or being in charge than don't do it. someone is relying on you - it's 10 times worse when its yourself and you push goals to the side.

unfounded claims/criticisms: perhaps i am overly sensitive to criticism because i tend to take my work and my self a bit too seriously. but if you can't take yourself and what you do seriously, then who will? i take everything personally too. so when i get criticism and its said in a nasty way (at least how i interpret it) or there is a lack of explanation or no backing i will get annoyed. you bet my humor will be ill-tempered... you can't expect me to react well to a comment like "you're wrong". like wow okay so detailed, i'm glad you decided to write one word and a contraction to dismiss my 2k essay. like if you are going to criticize me or disprove me make it detailed and make it sound. and if i do something wrong its probably because no one told me how to do it in the first place (cough cough work) so don't snap at me, walk me through it.

lack of respect: now listen - i'm no angel, i was a teenager once - eyerolls and all. but now that i am a bit older (she said at 23) i am getting to the point where respect isn't freely given (unless its to build a good first impression) but instead its earned in a pre-existing relationship. i don't tolerate disrespect, no one is going to snap at me and tell me what to do. you do that and you will get the opposite reaction that you expect from me (speaking from real life situations). asserting dominance doesn't make you worthy of respect, it makes you a bully.

3h

superficial conversations: i said it why back when in one of my get to know me posts. i prefer deep, meaningful conversations and i find small talk / superficial chatter frustrating or pointless. like skip to the meat bruv - we don't have all this time for "hi how are you?" "good how are you?"

disorganization: a lack of structure, whether in communication, in a learning environments, or my daily routines, irritates me. i feel like it effects me most in the routine bit. weekends are my prime culprit because my schedule falls apart. during the week my meals and tasks are standardized, but on the weekend, i somehow manage to always get annoyed because i eat lunch late or what i had in my mind to do gets tossed aside...

gossip/rumors: i feel uncomfortable with gossip, i prefer facts and reliable knowledge. which i know facts seems shaky when i am posting the content i do... but generally facts over fiction in conversations. gossip and the like almost always gets me in trouble - i struggle with holding my tongue especially when i see someone regularly who has been gossiped about frequently. withholding information is a form of lying in my opinion - and lying makes me extremely uncomfortable.

impulsive decisions: i am trying to get better about this because i tend to carefully deliberate everything. but i don't like when others around me make impulsive decisions that effect me because it ruins the plan i already had in my mind. for example, last weekend i wanted to go to an all day fall festival with my mother (and yes i told her tuesday my plan) but last minute my mother's boyfriend-not-boyfriend said he needed her help with a project and it was going to be an all weekend thing. so friday night my plan went out the window. so quickly had to make a new plan consisting of paid readings, trader joe's, and shampooing my couch (fun stuff i know...).

a lack of respect for rules/boundaries: a disregard for social norms, etiquette, and established rules of communication annoys me so badly. like it is common courtesy (at least for how i was raised) to call or write in advance of stopping over at someone's house. my mother's boyfriend-not-boyfriend is the biggest perpetrator of this behavior. they aren't technically dating anymore so hello hi in my opinion he should be giving us a heads up if he will be stopping over. also switching gears when i say "no" or "i don't want to" i feel like a lot of people around me push me and test me to see if i will change my tune. i don't appreciate that in the slightest. i make clear boundaries in all the relationships i have (even here i have guidelines) - so yes, you bet i get frustrated when i vocalized or wrote my boundaries and yet they get ignored.

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[novaclerk]

Jonggun and Joongoo Differences (personalities)

Moshi Moshi, this is me again. *laugh* 

All of us know the personalities of Park Jonggun and Kim Joon Goo are serious and playful. (Total Opposite).  

So right now, I just want to elaborate more. 

THEIR PREFERENCES or STANDARDS: 

Jonggun and Joongoo will never fight over a girl (unless you are Daniel); in other words, their preferences or standards are completely different. 

Ex: Batting  

Jonggun picked Jake because he is the son of Gapryong Kim, which makes me think that Gun is more inclined to the heredity and genes thing. (because he is a Yakuza?) 

Jonggun: Oh, Jake is the son of Garpyong Kim, the leader of Gen. 0, who rules over and has many followers. That makes me think Jake is strong (reasonable but dumb).

While Goo picks Olly Wang because he can't feel pain, and I can say this is more reasonable and I logical than Gun (because I don't really believe in genes and heredity), that makes me conclude Goo will never give a fuck whoever you are; he will just base his decision on your fighting skill (rare, fun, fantastic?) 

Joongoo: His enemy is shouting his identity, but Goo is just like, "Ahhh! Okay, I don't give a fuck who you are; I just need to finish you up because someone paid me." Continue beating the shit out of that man. 

TOTAL OPPOSITE 

My second reason why I think Gun and Goo will never fight over a girl or their tastes is different is because of SAMUEL. 

When Gun sees Samuel go beserk when he visits him, he is just like Bitch

Jonggun: "What the fuck do you have any control over yourself, even over your comrades?..."

"YOU ARE OUT!"

But when Goo sees Samuel go beserk, he just says,

Joongoo: "Wow, Bitch, where are you? I've been waiting for you for my whole life!

"I'VE ACKNOWLEDGE YOU!"

Daniel Thing

(I don't need to explain; just see it for yourself.)

HOW THEY TREATED A LADY

See? Did you grasp what I was talking about? A blonde and brown (black) lady!

OPPOSITE IN PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Goo is a more caring, clingy, and affectionate man than Gun towards women.

I think they have respect towards woman and will NEVER hit you until you two fight.

GOO EXPERIENCE TOWARDS WOMEN

Goo encounters "various women" because of this panel. I think due to his traveling around, especially because he is an extrovert, he has a lot of experience with women.

He might find it funny, cute or irriating? those women who will punch or fight him but don't have an effect on his body.

Punch acquired: dating, flirting, and fighting (a real fight and a playful fight).

 

GUN EXPERIENCE TOWARDS WOMEN

He fucks a lot of women.

To the point he can't remember their name except if they are: "Worth it" or "Exceptional."

Women that Gun slept with:Yeah he enjoys a LOT

I think he thinks women can fight if they want to! 

 

 HOBBIES

Joongoo: he likes anime and video games A normal teenage boy (I hope he cosplay Zenitsu in Demon's slayer)

Jonggun: he likes to watch martial arts competition, everything related to martial arts. He knows VASCO TEACHER (I forgot his name)       

[m-jelly]

Chubby Reader Streamer, who’s a faceless. Does streams where they just talk to their viewers about anything. When Levi recognizes their voice at a local convenience store late at night.

@kenkopanda-art <3

More than a fan

Levi x Chubby fem!Reader

Modern AU, mafia Levi, fluff, romance, chubby reader, shy reader, Levi has a massive crush that only gets worse, flustered Levi.

Levi is a huge fan of a faceless streamer. He adores the conversations that go on and the cute relaxing games that are played. Levi often falls asleep to them because they're comforting. While getting some late-night food he hears a familiar voice. He approaches you and fumbles over his praises towards you getting you very flustered.

Part 2

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Levi stared at the different kinds of noodles and didn't know what to get. He released a long sigh as his mind drifted to you. You were his favourite streamer and recently you had taken time off. So, he was listening to your older ones that involved you laughing a lot.

His body heated up when someone stood near him. He glanced over to his side and felt his heart race at how beautiful the woman was. Every inch of the woman was sexy and cute. Levi loved all the curves and plump frame.

You looked over at Levi to see he was blushing hard as he stared. You blushed a little when you couldn't believe someone as attractive as Levi was checking you out. "Umm...are you okay? Are you having trouble with what noodles you want? I can help."

Levi's heart raced, your voice was so similar to the streamer he loved. "Th-thank you for the help."

You shifted closer to him. "So, you into seafood, spicy, meat or classic flavours?"

He gulped hard. "U-Uh, I-I like all b-but some umm seafood I d-don't."

You picked up a few. "These are the ones I like. They're a great balance of flavours."

He lifted his basket. "Thanks."

You smiled at him. "You do a lot of late nights?"

"I do. I shouldn't, but I do."

"I'm the same." You hummed a laugh. "This one is very filling and tastes so good."

He stared at you. "I'm sorry to ask and I might have it wrong, bu-but are you uh...are you...mmm...flower bunny? The streamer?"

You felt your cheeks heat up. "Ah...yes...I hope I'm not disappointing."

He shook his head as he blushed. "You are so beautiful. I can't believe it. You're just...wow."

You fiddled with your skirt. "Really? I hide because I think I'm ugly and too big."

His eyes widened as he felt rage go through him, but then sadness. He wasn't angry at you but at all the people who ever made you feel like you were not beautiful. "You are so pretty and sexy. I am speechless. You...you're...fuck...shit. Sorry, I'm terrible at...you're just..."

You giggled as you felt your heart flutter. "Thank you."

"Levi."

You gave your name. "Lovely to meet you." You pointed. "You want to eat some noodles together and have a drink in the sitting area here?"

Levi nodded. "I would like that."

You smiled and grabbed a few noodles before walking with Levi to the savoury snacks. Both of you grabbed a few things and then moved on to the drinks section. You paid for everything together before going to the little kitchen area and making your noodles and drinks.

Levi hummed. "This is great. Thank you for recommending this."

You sipped your drink. "Mm, I'm glad you like it. It's the perfect balance of spice and flavour."

He moved his noodles with his chopsticks. "So...do you do this often? You know, talk with fans face-to-face."

You shook your head. "No, I never do this."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

You felt your cheeks burn. "You don't make me feel uncomfortable."

He moved closer. "Really?"

You nodded as you nibbled your lip. "Yeah. I think you're really sweet and incredibly handsome. Part of me is thinking why the hell is this attractive guy talking to someone like me? However, the other side of me is accepting it and is really happy."

Levi leaned his cheek on his hand as he gazed at you. "Sorry, I can't get over how beautiful you are."

You giggled as your heart skipped a beat. "You are an incredible flirt."

"Really? I think I'm terrible. So, I'm doing a good job then?"

You nodded. "You are."

The two of you talked for hours eating your snacks and drinking together. As you talked you found that the two of you had a lot in common and connected on so many levels. You reached over and lightly held his hand.

You looked at the time and felt a bit shocked. "Oh, look at the time. I should head back. I need to prepare for a stream tomorrow."

"Oh, you're coming back?"

You nodded. "Yeah, my break is over." You stood up and grabbed your bag. "So, I would like to stay in contact."

Levi got up. "And I-I would like to t-take you on a d-date."

You wrote your number down and handed it to Levi. "I would love to go on a date with you." You leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'll look out for your comments in streams."

"I look forward to our d-date."

You waved goodbye and walked to the door. Your phone pinged from a text so you looked at it to see Levi had texted you about a date later that day. You turned and smiled at him. "I'd love to go tonight."

Levi gripped his phone. "G-great!"

You blew him a kiss and left the shop. You squealed a little in delight. You weren't very confident in yourself but you really wanted to see Levi again. You looked down at your phone again to see Levi texted you again that you were pretty and he was sorry he was awkward. You texted him right back and knew that you were going to have a wonderful relationship with him.

[polyvaportrash]

There's something weird about seeing all Olympic village athletes being like "oh wow I can't believe all this is free and provided for" when they go and get toiletries and meals and coffees and clothes.

And obviously they acknowledge that it's being paid for by someone (governments and committees and fucking Samsung and shit) but like the fact that they're living in this miniature utopia where they don't have to worry about meals and currency and rent.

People in the comments are idolising that environment not realising that stuff like universal basic income and post-scarcity are possible outside of the olympic village, in the same way that people love going to a "15 minute city walkable downtown" for their vacation but decrying it as unfeasible or antithetical for their everyday life.

It's disappointing that the manufactured struggle of modern existence seems to only be ushered away by corporations and conglomerates trying to sell the post scarcity society to you.

The anticapitalist future or shows like Star Trek really isn't that fucking far away if people would stop being money hungry.

[isa-loves-you]

His Accent | Philip Graves x Fem!Reader |

| Trigger warnings: sexual situations, choaking, spanking. |

| This is dedicated to @massiww |

You were one of the new recruits for the shadow company, you were top of your special ops team and one day general sheppard asked you personally to be his company's first sergeant. You accepted graciously since you were now getting paid more but also you had a friend that was already in the company and she would talk about how hot the commander was.

It was your second week on base and you still havent met your commander due to him being on a mission since the day you arrived. Your friend Jada (sorry if your name Jada) had met  you in the shooting gallery for some mid day shooting.

“You know what I miss?” jada asked while you find a gun you want to use for your target “whats that” “I miss being able to watch doctor who, i feel like my day is taken up with so much training that when i get time to relax i automatically fall asleep, and i miss hearing David tennant's voice.”

You laughed off jadas remark and walked down to the end of the range and stood next to a man with short light brown hair but you couldn't see his face since he had it close to his gun. “So is it because a doctor who is smart makes you like him or the face?” you asked not to look at jada “I think it's the accents, I have a thing for Scottish and Irish accents' '. You and jada shot a couple of rounds before taking a break to reload “Really? I think southern accents are way hotter. "You slapped the bottom of your mag to make it sit in your gun right?Commander Graves has a southern accent right?I met him and he spoke to me with that accent. I would do unspeakable things to that man.”.

You laughed to yourself at what you did but quickly stopped once you saw jada's face that had an expression of fear. “As your commanding officer as well as your coworker I would advise you to not talk in such a way” you turned around to the man you saw in the booth next to you which turned out to be thee Philip Graves. There he stood over you with a stern look on his face but yet his eyes told an amused glare, his arms crossed and head cocked to the side god you did not regret what you said, just one look at this man and you did want to do something unspeakable to him.

“Sorry commander, I understand what I said was inappropriate and i didnt mean to say it in your presence, sir.” You wiped your smile away to show respect but your face was way hot from embarrassment. “That will be noted Sargent (L/N) please see yourself out, the mess hall should be open for lunch and all soldiers need their strength” “Yes sir”. You and Jada quickly got out of the gallery and to the mess hall.

“Wow i still can't believe you said that in front of him (y/n), you're dead” “please don't say that, i'm already shitting bricks' ' you tried to eat but your stomach wasn't allowing you to eat from the nerves. “CAN SARGENT (L/N) REPROT TO COMMANDER GRAVES OFFICE” oh fuck the nerves just got worse, you got up and looked at jada who was having a field day with your nightmare. “Have fun” jada waved you off while you dragged yourself to his office.

You stood in front of the door trying to muster up the courage you have just to knock on the door, you heard a couple of shuffles before his loud voice shouts from the other side of the door “come in ''. You opened the door to graves sitting at his desk and with no expression on his face “sit please” you didn't even try to go against him considering your life lies in his hands. “The reason why i called you in here is because of what you said in the gallery, now i would have just waved it off but i want to know, Did you mean it?”

You sat in shock trying to figure out why he was asking you this and if you did really mean it ”yes i did and again i'm sorry sir”. Graves let out a small short laugh “good i was hoping you did” graves stood up and walked in front of his desk facing you with his hand behind his back. 

“I have seen your file and I am very surprised by your record, and the whole time I was reading it I was wondering how much fun it would be seeing a strong woman like yourself cry from the amount of pleasure I want to give you”. You looked up at your commander shocked at what you were hearing but yet you were aroused. 

“Why wonder when you can see for yourself” you played back to his vulgaris flirting, graves let out a chuckle while shaking his head “honey don't play around if you don't want to be serious because i am” “I have never been so serious in my life sir” you stood up and stepped forward to his figure. Graves looked down at you trying to figure out your next move, you set  your hand on his chest and the other down his pants cupping his member over his boxers “Please commander. Fuck me.”

Graves smashed his lips down on to yours while letting his hands roam free around your body touching any and all parts of your body as you slipped your hand into his boxers and started stroking his cock. Graves lets out a low moan on your lips as you stroke faster, he part from your lips and looks at you with a hungry look in his eyes “get on the desk now”.

You sit on top of his desk waiting for him to do something, graves take a seat on his chair and proceed to take off the bottom half of your uniform. You feel the cold air hit your cunt and you shiver from the sudden cool, graves start to give your inner thighs a small kiss and bites. “Scoot closer” he wraps his arms around your legs to push you towards him more, as soon as your close enough graves eminently start attacking your slit with his warm wet tongue.

You let out loud moans not caring who can hear you, you gripped graves hair as he starts to go faster with his tongue “Close-Im close”.after you said that he started to go faster as he put his hands to the back of your knees to push your legs up higher, after a few more seconds of him eating you out you come on his face while your legs shook.

As you caught your breath, Graves stood up and unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants. Get on your knees and thank me for letting you cum. You followed his orders and got off his desk to get on the floor, you took his cock in your hands while wetting your lips for you to take him in. Graves couldn't help himself so he slid a hand behind your head and shoved his dick into your mouth and moved your head up and down his shaft. You let him use your throat anyway he wants while you put your hand behind his thigh to rock his hips with his pace, his movements got slower which meant he was close. You moved your head up and down faster while letting out lewd noises, Graves threw his head back while letting out a groan, you dug your nails into his thighs before he shoves your head on his cock one more time as he shoots his warm cum down your throat.

You swallowed his load before standing back up to look for your pants. “Woah their darlin we ain't done yet, get back on that desk”‘ graves said with his thick accent that got you into this beautiful mess. You took off your shirt before sitting on the desk “lay on your side” you did what he said and laid on your side. Graves gripped your thing and spread it so that he could see your pussy. He ran a finger down your slit before sticking in two fingers and putting them in and out.

He started to curl his finger at your g-spot while you gasped for air from the amount of pleasure he promised to give you. Your second orgasm rolled around as his fingers went faster when you clenched harder around his digits. He didn't give you a minute to catch your breath before he shoved himself into your heart, you moaned loud from his size and him not letting you take a minute to get used to his size.

“Aw come on darlin you can take it for me” he slapped your ass as he slammed himself in and out of you. Sounds of skin slapping and your moans filled the room with sound, graves snuck his hand over your body so he could clasp his hand around your neck. “Baby please i'm closer keep  clenching” you held a hand around the writer he was using to choke you to signal him to go faster. His trust got faster and more animalistic until the knot in your stomach started to bundle up with each thrust.

“Graves please” you plead for him to let you cum “im almost there sugar cum, cum on me”. You didn't wait a second longer to coat his cock with your cum, two more thrust and you felt his cum shoot inside your messy cunt as you were riding your high.

Five minutes passed before graves took himself out of you, you still laid on his desk as he got himself dressed again. “Here let me help you with these '' he offered a hand to get you off the desk and to put your clothes back on “thank you”. You got dressed but your legs felt like jelly and that you were going to fall any minute “I'm sorry but I have a meeting to attend but I don't want you to go like this especially in this state” you shared a laugh. “ It's okay, I'm sure I can get back to my corners.” You try to walk past him but his hands catch yours “No I want you to stay, I don't do this with just a random person I want to get to know you”. 

Just him saying that made you feel like you were going to cum again. “Please just stay, you can rest on the couch while i'm gone, i shouldn't be long, just 10 minutes or less' ' he guided you to take a seat on a dark medium size leather couch that was in his office. “When i cum back we can get something to eat and maybe talk a little” “that sounds like a plan” you smiled up at his excited face. He looks like a dog that was offered a car ride.

“Great just lay down and here” he grabbed the gray blazer that was on the back of his chair and draped it over you. He gave you a peck on the cheek before leaving the room trying to act intimidating for others while you drifted off to sleep on his couch with the scent of him and sex lingering in the room.

[vanosslirious]

BBS Dialogue Prompts: #220

BBS Dialogue Prompts & Sentence Starters: [ 9 ]

VANOSSGAMING

I no longer communicate with you peasants.

He's not going to remember that battle, he's going to think it was a dream.

According to my calculations, you will die.

It sounds like your room is bugged.

I’m just really good at flanking.

Stop touching each other and selling organs on the side.

What’s your schedule next week?

Wait, you just found that out now?

I’m being pushed in the other room.

Get away from me.

What do you mean ‘run away,’ what the fuck is that?

I’m pretty sure you’re the cheater for punching me.

No, I’m healing.

It’s all one dollar bills, so not very much.

It’s a friendship test.

It’s motion activated, you idiot!

Those were practice rounds.

They might die pretty easily from this one.

You can definitely still die.

Don’t fucking kill me by jumping.

H2ODELIRIOUS

Well, I don’t know how to leave.

I’m here, open the door…oh, come on!

You ain’t taking me down.

Oh no, what’s going to happen to her?

I can’t believe I didn’t get paid.

I wasn’t doing it for her sake, I was doing it to get a damn cheeseburger.

I’m gonna steal his damn drink, I’m thirsty.

This is the place I got robbed.

We’re taking the damn car.

I couldn’t save myself!

CaRtOoNz

Nice kills, nice kills.

Oh, that was me? I didn’t even know that was me!

You were through some shit, huh?

Maybe he’ll get yeeted by a monster.

This shit is wild.

Back the hell off of me!

I'm getting overwhelmed!

I need fucking help!

Oh, we're fine, they can't get in.

He's going back for the gun.

SMII7Y

Oh shit, guys, I spotted one.

No, they’re zombies, don’t let them confuse you, they’re shapeshifters.

They’re shapeshifters, take them out…

Look at them climbing up the wall.

Did you see the giant cheeseburger?

Why am I on fire?

Is that one dead, I can’t fucking tell.

Get in, it’s safe in here.

Who wants to experiment right now, so we can use this.

It’s the thought that counts.

BLARG

Let me give him a little pepper spray.

Another civilian, I got 'em.

Did we win, did we do it?

I'm smelling it.

I'm watching this door to the left.

Why is our captain crying?

Thank you for throwing that at my head.

No witch stuff!

Wow, that looked really fun.

I'm so glad you got to do that.

TERRORISER

Where the fuck is he?

Dig underneath.

Maybe we have to follow the rainbow.

Oh, it's dropping gold.

I feel like we're killing a child.

They're supposed to be hard to catch.

Unmuting to say that was a great joke.

I don't speak that…okay?

I'm from Dublin, I don't know what an 808 is!

Your Canadian internet sucks!

NOGLA

It’s all about perspective.

It’s not good for me!

I ain’t telling no one nothing.

Maybe I wasn’t crouching…

The five percent that were wrong, you’re the real ones.

We were there in spirit.

Can I have it?

Damn it, that kind of hurt.

Hit me harder.

Oh man, it feels so good.

COURAGEJD

I think they’re dead.

How does that make any sense?

I think he died or something…

You guys got to kill him, I’m dead.

No, don’t pass out, don’t pass out.

That's a pretty good class.

There’s no shot that I lost that gun fight.

What is he shooting me with?

They have a second of immunity.

Eat it, let's see what happens.

MS.VIXEN

He does this really well, sometimes it worries me.

Oh God, no.

Okay, why are you telling me?

I didn't do any of that, that was the ghost.

What is this thing I'm holding?

Oh God, not again, not again!

Fuck you, guys, you left me in there.

So, do we need to grab those cameras again?

I get it, I get it…

Yeah, you're just using me because I'm the only girl...

[smaragaide]

Hi.

I just read House of Green and Black and holy shit, this is so good. It took me a couple days to bust through it but damn. I'm in love! It's everything that I love in a story. Dark gothic vibes, dark and complicated romance, the hero is not your typical beefy gorgeous male character. I think this is why I like Petyr Baelish so much cuz he can be so much more and you've taken that to the moon and back. I love how you write him and keep him complicated.

Sansa. My poor baby. She's been through hell and it isn't over. The kids.

I'm thinking of all these dreams she's having and wonder how they play out. It seems like she's seeing the future or maybe I'm reading it all wrong. I like how you keep to specific pov's so you see everything play out in their pov even though you know other shit is going on. Really great way to build suspense. Just because Sansa doesn't know, then you see what Petyr is up to and vice versa. It's a really cool switch where he's in control early on and now he's the one wondering wtf happened.

Bruh, I really hope you finish this. I think I might have an idea of where it's going. There's a lot of real world vs fantasy and what is real or if the characters know what's real or if maybe they're going crazy and you don't know which one is losing it?

Of if the fairies, kinda like the fates are in control or know this is what has to happen. I really want a happy ending but I honestly don't care at this point. If I have to cry my eyes out, I will do so and still be happy.

This should be published. It's that effing good. You are an amazing writer and I'm a firm believer that there are better stories and writers doing fan fiction that shit I've paid money for in the bookstore.

I don't even care it's Game of Thrones based. This plot is excellent all by itself. It's rare that I feel like I'm completely immersed in a character and story where I can't stop reading.

I really hope you consider finishing this story. It's honestly one of the best pieces of gothic fantasy fiction I've read in years. This would make a killer movie.

Oh wow. I don't know what to say but a humble thank you for that.

Ironically, I'm actually debating whether I should finish this story as it is (fanfiction) or completely re-write for an original novel. I have the most awesome person on the planet willing to help me and I better make a decision soon.

You're on the right track but I won't say on which points you've made. It would spoil the entire ending.

I spent a lot of time with foreshadowing, leaving red herrings (which come into play in ways the reader might not expect). There is quite a bit on my playing with Irish folklore but keeping it vague enough to work with my plot.

Sansa has questioned her sanity already and gone through the ringer and now in a way, it's Petyr's turn. You're right. He is usually in control and to have that taken away from him, rather eats him alive.

There is emphasis on fate and choices as a theme to the very end.

There are actually a LOT of hints along the way that will make complete sense at the end when the reader and two character finally figure things out. I hope I've laid enough down that when a big reveal comes it shocks everyone. There is quite a twist near the end that I don't think anyone knows, except my sweet, loving beta editor.

She has been cursed with all my crazy ass notes and outlining. But it's different than actually READING it play out.

It's weird because when I write, I see a movie play out. I want to see, feel, touch, smell everything. I like using the 3rd Person Limited POV. The character can be an unreliable narrator and the reader only finds out when the character does. The only way this plot works is to use both Sansa and Petyr's POV due to the complexity of the story.

I don't like 3rd Person Omniscient because it rather ruins the suspense with that 'all knowing' narrator. I really wanted the reader to feel like they're in the story.

I really need to get off my ass and finish it. I think by then if anyone thinks it's worth publishing, I'll go through and change the necessary things to make it wholly original (character names, places, etc). I've actually loosely based this on GOT, meaning I used a few characters to use their traits and relationships more than a true fanfiction that resembles canon.

I suppose if readers want that, I have plenty of stories that are more canon related. I guess my modern PxS fic is super loose on the GOT stuff too but oh well.

Lord, I'm sorry. I can go on forever.

I really appreciate that you binged that monster and it didn't bore you.

Again, I'm very humbled by your kind words.

[burntheworldtwice]

Live Thoughts on The Last Voyage of Demeter (Spoilers)

So I know very little of this movie outside the plot. I know it is much anticipated. Reviews are decent. But I didn't want some critic tainting my opinion you know? So I smoked a bowl, made a broke girls charcuterie, and am diving in.

-First of all who doesn't love a good Dracula tale?

-This is moody. Love that. Definitely recommend being in the dark by a fire if possible. its giving Victorian child and I personally am a victorian child so this is just swell

-I wish we still rode horses. Its a power move. Cop pulls up in a car ugh boring cop GALLOPS up on a horse. Mad respect.

-OMG its the guy who went after Oppenheimer for that shit senator. What's his name......David Dastmalchian. Im sorry hold the phone. DASTMALCHIAN is his dad Machiavelli. I'll be honest y'all im not a fan of his face. He looks weasly and honestly a bit threatening but that may just be the roles I've seen.

-Corey Hawkins out here showing LOOKS. Saving LIVES. CHILD LIVES. What. A. Gem.

-Whats in the box? WHATS in the box? WHATS IN THE BOOOOOX?!

-Why must children be so enthusiastic? So young and full of hope. Even on a fucking Russian ship in the 19th century.

-This cheese is really fucking good.

-Awe isn't this cute. "Crew in high spirits". Dancing around and shit. Did you know that many sailors were gay and that's why everyone thinks the Navy is a bunch of pussies. The more you know :)

-Is that Aaron Paul? LOL

-This really is pretty I must say. And the use of sound is just **Chefs kiss** I love when a movie employs sound as a means of expression.

-She needs a transfusion who's fucking blood is heh using is that his blood? The count is awake! yipeeee.

-I really need to watch some BTS for this. A lot of CGI and sets. Like did they do it Life of Pie style. I'll have to goole that..

-Ruh row. Bats outta the cage. NOT THE FUCKING DOG WHYYYYY KILL THE KID. Ugh why is it always the dog :((((

-HUUUCCKKKK

-Rabies? Men are so simple minded.

-Damn Drac is not looking good. Like worse than Voldy pre cauldron sesh.

-This kid is really taking on some emotional trauma. And little Woody Newman is just a cutie. He reminds of Gavauche (idk if that's spelled right) in Les Mis.

-"A boat without rats such is a thing against nature." That's a tattoo right thurr

-I am LOOOOVING the horror. The gore is so well done. Beautiful like Saving Private Ryan... If youre into blood..

-I could listen to Liam Cunningham read a Ikea instructions manual.

-I don't know if its intentional or not but I can't figure out the timeline of this movie. They mention a cove and it being over two weeks to England. But I can't tell how the time is passing. Could also be high but hey who knows.

-I know Rotten Tomatoes poopood this but I'm having fun and Draculas a dick lmao mimicking his victims. Damn bitch. Oh good strings. I love a good horror

-Why do we find it so hard to believe in things we can't understand? I realize the human brain seeks answers and solutions rather than more questions, but what if the answers and solutions are right there we just refuse to believe it?

-LMAO "I have a very important job for. you Toby. It's a lot to take on, can you handle it?" Hands over a spyglass. "Will you shine my shit for me dude?" I was talking to my wife about this but like I don't remember ever being this curious as a kid. Like demons on board? Nah Im staying in my room. Meanwhile this kid just wandering around the belly of ship.

-RUN TOBY RUN

-He got a knife. Tough kid here.

-Wow he's going full Jack Torrance with the door here. But who needs an axe when you have your face???

-NOT TOBY. Like I know everyone dies and all but damn. Also can Dracula apparate. Or is it like AS IF YOU COULD OUT RUN ME. Im a little behind on my Dracula lore. Oh he might live with these backwoods infusions.

-Okay I just haven't paid attention on the captains log. My B.

-Olgarin was bit... and infected? But Anne and Toby were fed on... and aren't? I'm going to have to think about that. Going up in flames was a fun drama though!

-I feel like maybe don't open the spooky box. And this man just rowing out to sea blindly believing in his faith. Did the Prince of Darkness fly out there? or. Yep. He a winged mother fucker.

-I like Dracula just whispering sweet nothings before he feeds.

-Are his burns not fucking horrifically painful? Im in pain looking at him. I know burns and that shit sucks for forever.

-Can Dracula manipulate the weather? I feel like I really need to brush up on my Dracula now. Foggy as hell. Dracula knew yawls plan come on.

-Women always out here making the greatest sacrifices.

-Why is Dracula synonymous with the devil? I like to think of Dracula like Jason Segal in Forgetting Sarah Marshall.

-THe smothering with the wings was like kinda dope. Won't lie.

-I'm so glad they're trauma bonded now.

-I think I would of made a great light house keeper. Chill up in the rain by a fire. Watch the ships. Ambient lighting. My kinda gig to be frank.

-That ending sunrise. Wow. Almost poetic.

-NONONONONOOOO please tell me there's not going to be a sequel. Please dear god just let it end.

-Fuck.

[csmeanerr]

(Nature Hearts) This is a long-dead equine closed species that was shut down almost 3 years ago now, but holy shit, am I glad it did. It was my first introduction to closed species, and my god, was it awful. I remember how often I'd think about this Nature Heart adopt that sold for $700 because I was like "wow, that's insane, I can't believe someone would spend that much money on a fucking adopt", and now I hear about someone spending $1000+ on an adopt and I'm like yep sounds like CS. That's sad. I think my biggest issue with it was that the owner, who was like completely absent by the way (you still had to send her money for MYOs, extra breeding slots, and trait add-ons, so she basically sat on her ass and got paid a ton of money), claimed that she had Nature Hearts copyrighted and that no one else could make a horse with flowers on the chest without a NH MYO. Obviously, you can't copyright some stupid shit like that.

I will say, I did make a fair amount of money off that species tbh. I'd buy breeding slots for cheap - maybe $20 for both parents' slots - make a foal, age it up, and sell its breeding slots for $20 each because my designs were pretty good for that community and people wanted foals that looked like my fancy little horses. I'd also buy NHs that people were selling for cheap, redesign them, and sell them for their max price (usually like $20-50). Do I feel good about it? Not really, because it feels kind of exploitative. A ton of people did exclusively use that species to make money, though. I'm glad it died. Community was shit.

ive had this experience too and i bet a lot of others have also

it's wild whenever a cs owner tries to patent a name that's oftentimes an amalgamation of two simple words for very barebones concepts

[magical-glimpse]

Hi miaro, this is a question that is bothering me a lot, I hope it's not too intrusive...

Quite often I see tarot readers share that many contact them to confirm their relationship with an idol or ask question to indirectly confirm their connection with their favorites, and many readers help them by giving free readings or guiding them and advicing them...

I was wondering can readers pickup the real ones if they ask for guidance too!! Because I saw 2 readers one on tumblr and one on YouTube confirming the soul mate of an idol...!!!

I was like wow and then like woah!!! Like thats possible!!! Haha..

I contacted one reader and she confirmed the connection for her reader because the story shared by them was similar to her experience and was intense and I asked further but she didn't answer much, I know we can't judge and force someone so I let it be...

I always believed that energies are protected and until they get together and come in contact with the main energies through which we connect it's not possible to predict the actual one like until they are in 3D circle we might fail to know the actual one and confirm someone but can we really find out the one... Say if I'm soulmate of Jackson wang😛 I like him so much, I seek a reading, can you confirm me, like I without even being in his energy circle, it's just an example...

The reason to ask this question is people are paying for these readings and the obsession to confirm connections is insane... Can we do some social work from guiding people...!!!

Its not intrusive! It is a very interesting question.

I already said it in the past, but yes, as readers we could potentially pick up on a soulmate if we were reading for them. BUT, thzt would be on the condition their guides, our guides and the person consent to it.

It's true that the energies are protected. Their guides wouldnt let a reader access that info if thry knew the reader was going to be public and say "EVERYONE LOOK ITS JACKSON WANG SOULMATE @/soulmateusername"

It gets a little harder with FS i think, because a soulmate stays a soulmate wether you meet or not, the soul bond is still there. But for FS free will can make you go "nope im not marrying them" and if there is no soul bond or contract then the FS energy completely changes bc it does now belong to another person.

It definitely gets awkward as well when it comes to paid readings. At the same time, work put into the reading deserves salary, but youre 99% sure the client is NOT a main soulmate. Even for potential relationships dynamics readings, no member is taking any shit for delulus or rude people, even those who pay.

[the-composer-dude]

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Coming! Hang on a second. Hello? Barry? Adam? Can you believe this is happening? I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. You got lint on your fuzz. Ow! That's me! Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! Hey, Adam. Hey, Barry. Is that fuzz gel? A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive. You did come back different. Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. Hear about Frankie? Yeah. You going to the funeral? No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances. Well, Adam, today we are men. We are! Bee-men. Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15. That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick our job today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. Wonder what it'll be like? A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!

I- y’know what? I don’t really give a shit anymore, that’s suck dude I guess.

[the-firebird69]

I can't believe it but it was on his door and he was with Colleen Powers and Kevin Ewan put it on there and he is this guy Dave and he's saying that they're part of the wall but really people don't think that they were incorporating people in it they think that they were keeping people out and stopping people from doing things. Was wrong to do but we had all these cool doors on our dorm people came by inside and they hired him he did like three doors and he was paid money. From Westborough they said and didn't have to travel he's a pretty good artist and they loved it. And we did the Jim Morrison photo negative and people said it's good to figure out who he is and everybody knows his son and it's Tony mcgee and he's in a song. So he's saying for us to take it slow they're doing the whole wall they're incorporating the bodies they're forced to do so and eliminate their own army for the max.

bja

wow ok this is it. and ok we did our own door johnny reb and it is harsh black ppl ok did not like it and you ass john r used it. what a fag. and head hung low said he waas wrong.a dn out came brad shit. and horror show ahahah he can dostuff and they stoopped yes. and we saw him leave headhung low and was beaten. needed to go to school ssaw it driven had to stay afloat. and we see it ok. but gross. and by macs we see need to be careful slow down

terry c

good no we did not have them and ok he says said it and we did and do. we are below and have them sorlty. and nope. are big. and there. and good we see no

mac proper

are there y es

Olympus

in numbers and fortified

Thor Freya

[valgregory]

Chapter 13

Caim: Marc?!

Marc: Ah-

Caim: Dammit!!

*dash*

Marc: Caim, wait!!

Caim: Wuaaaagh!!

*whoosh*

Caim: What is Marc doing here?!

Marc: Hey, stop running!!

Caim: Eh?!

Marc: Where's your master?!

Caim: Dumbass, like hell I'd tell you!

*hop*

*tap*

*land*

Caim: Bye, loser!

*climb*

Marc: ???

Marc: Where are you going?! That's a well!

*whoosh*

Marc: Caim, wait-

Marc: !!

*SPLASH*

---

Marc: Milady... I ran into Caim earlier...

*soaked*

Marc: But he managed to escape...

Marc: He jumped into a well, and disappeared just like that...

Marc: I tried to follow him, but fell into the well instead.

Vine and Aym: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Aym: I can't believe you actually jumped in there!!

Vine: You're so stupid!!

Aria: That well must be one of Gio's magical portals... teleports for easy transportation.

Aria: I'll take care of that portal. Just take me there tomorrow...

Marc: Yes, My Lady.

*flies buzzing around Marc*

Aria: By the way, Marc... go take a shower. You reek-

Marc: Y-yes...

---

[At another district...]

Caim: Umm... Gio... I ran into Marc on my way home...

Gio: Huh? Are you serious?! What if Aria finds us because of this?!

Gio: I've told you to be careful so many times, you fool!! I don't want to see her again, you know that?!

Caim: Ughh...

Gio: What terrible timing... you still have to go back there tomorrow. One of our debtors hasn't paid us back...

Caim: What?!

Caim: Why don't you collect it yourself?

Caim: Why would you summon a demon to make them collect loans, anyway?! You're wasting my powers!

*slam!*

Halphas: Master... I'll go if Caim doesn't want to...

Gio: Huh? No need... you'll just be spoiling this idiot. He's already so bad at doing his job.

Caim: ??!

Caim: Fine, fine! I get it!! I just have to go back there tomorrow, right?!

Caim: That jerk... maybe running off with his money would teach him a lesson...

Caim: I'll use it to buy Tw*ce's new album when it's released...

Gio: Remember, be careful!!

*SLAM!*

Halphas: Is this really alright?

Gio: It's fine, don't worry. Your job is to stay here as my bodyguard.

---

*bang bang*

Caim: Hey, open the door! I'm here to collect your debt-

*bang bang*

*silence*

Caim: Oi, open up-!

*bang bang bang*

Debtor: Ugh...

Debtor: Why is he here already? I told him that I'll pay him later... so much for a vacation trip.

Caim: Fine, I'll come back tomorrow morning! You better have it by then!

*tap tap*

Debtor: Huh?

Debtor: Is he really gone...?

*tremble*

*peek*

Debtor: Wow, he actually left... (phew)

Debtor: I better leave this house before he comes back...

*creak*

---

*climb*

*look around*

Caim: Marc's not gonna appear out of nowhere, right? This is making me nervous...

*crrrrk*

*crackle*

Caim: What the-?!

Vine: So I wasn't wrong, huh...

Vine: You serve that wizard Aria's been looking for, right?

*chrrk*

*dun dun*

Caim: You're Aria's lackeys?!

Aym: Who are you calling her lackeys?! No way in hell!

Aym: Cut the crap and tell us where your master is!!

Caim: Hah?! As if I'd tell you that easily! Over my dead body, pipsqueak!!

Aym: You-

*tap*

*sshh*

Vine: Calm down, Aym... Aria said we're free to use violence...

Vine: There... the "linking" is done...

*sshh*

Vine: Go, Aym! I choose you!

*whoosh*

Aym: Shut up! You don't have to tell me twice!!

*tap*

*whoosh*

*chrrk*

Caim: Electricity?! What a pain-

Caim: But you'll never beat me- with just that!!

*whoosh*

*wham!*

Caim: ?!

Caim: Why aren't you hurt?!

Vine: Heh, hehe, that was pretty good...

Vine: Too bad that he's a guy... I would have loved it if he was a girl...

[Ability: Soul Link]

The ability to transfer pain from someone else to the host of the link, and makes the other person immune to physical attacks.

*bwagh!*

Caim: Shit, I'm not here to fight! I gotta get out of here!

*dash*

Aym: Hey, wait!! Where are you going?!

Caim: None of your business!! *middle finger*

[Don't do this at home]

*slump*

Caim: Wuagh!!

*thud*

Caim: Huh?! What the- what happened to the portal-?!

Marc: Got you.

Caim: Marc?! Why are you-

Aria: Hello.

Caim: And Aria?! Is this a trap?!

Aria: Long time no see... I have a lot of questions for you...

[To be continued...]

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