#I steal Sus's job.

[kyouka-supremacy]

Does anyone know where I can find the good quality version of this image? It's so frustrating because when cross searching on google it'll tell me the original quality is 850x478, but I can't find a way to download it in that quality. This is another version of the image (I'm guessing it's Mayoi promo art):

But I liked the clean white background one...

[cutielando]

wedding of the century | g.r.

social media au

synopsis: in which you and George finally tie the knot

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yourusername last vacation as an engaged couple💍🤍 tagged: georgerussell63

📍Bali, Indonesia

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georgerussell63 can't wait to make you my wife🤍

yourusername can't wait to be your wife😭😮‍💨

landonorris there are children on this app, you know

yourusername we know, so what are you doing out of bed?

landonorris you're not funny😢

georgerussell63 you're not either, what a coincidence

user1 our favorite engaged couple serving once again🤍🤍🤍🤍

user2 can you guys believe Y/N is going to be Mrs. Russell in less than a month?😭😭😭

user3 it seems like only yesterday they announced their relationship man😯😢😢

user4 i knoooooow, time is moving so fast😭

alex_albon some photo credits would have been nice

yourusername i'm sorry, do i know you?

alex_albon …lando’s right, you’re no fun

georgerussell63 don’t make fun of my soon-to-be wife, alexander

mercededamgf1 Wishing you a nice vacation and we’ll see you at the wedding!🤍

yourusername thank you admin!!❤️

user5 the fact that the Mercedes admin is just as invested in their relationship as we are does things to me 😮‍💨😮‍💨

lilymhe you’re glowing, y/n🤍🤍

yourusername wedding bliss is settling in already 🤍

charles_leclerc why didn’t you invite us?

yourusername …it was a couple’s getaway?

charles_leclerc i don’t see your point

georgerussell63 we wanted to be alone, mate

charles_leclerc oh…nasty asses

user5 my parents right there ❤️

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formula1gossip George Russell and Y/N Y/L/N are getting married tomorrow! We wish the couple nothing but the very best. What do we think about the grand event?

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user1 MY PARENTS ARE GETTING MARRIED🫶🏻🫶🏻

user2 i just know the other drivers will get wasted

maxlover max is gonna get so drunk lol

georgieboi I cannot wait!!!!🤍🤍

user3 seeing them get engaged and now married is like watching a fairytale for real

user4 so happy for them!!!!

mercedesamgf1 it's going to be a wild night, that's for sure😅

user5 we're gonna need photos admin!!!!!

mercedesamgf1 of course!!

user6 i just know their wedding is going to be so good!!🤍🤍 Y/N is going to be gorgeous, i just know it

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yourusername & georgerussell63 Mr. and Mrs.🤍

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f1 Congratulations to the happy couple!❤️

mercedesamgf1 the most beautiful wedding and the most beautiful couple!!!! (we're totally not saying that because they're ours)🤍🤍

maxverstappen1 congrats mate, beautiful wedding

yourusername you were drunk for the better part of it

georgerussell63 and shirtless

maxverstappen1 still a good wedding

francisca.cgomes congrats guys!!!! Y/N, you were INSANELY BEAUTIFUL BABE 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

yourusername thank you so much babe!!!!!!! i love you girlie 🫶🏻🫶🏻

francisca.cgomes i love you too 🤍🤍

georgerussell63 I was there, too, yk

francisca.cgomes stop trying to steal the spotlight, George

landonorris good job, guys👍🏻

yourusername thank you, lando

georgerussell63 do you even remember being there?

landonorris bits and pieces

yourusername no wonder, you drank half of the bar😒

landonorris i had fun, okay?

yourusername i’m sure you did 😂 i’m glad you had fun, you lifted the spirits

user1 OUR PARENTS ARE FINALLY MARRIED😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

user2 omg they look so good!!!!!🤍🤍

user3 if you look closely, you can see me under the car

user4 AHHHHHHHHH THE RUSSELLS🥹🥹🥹

user5 your honor, I AM IN LOVE WITH THEM

user6 George is so lucky, Y/N was stunning 🤍😭😭

georgerussell63 i know, right?

user6 George is just as much of a simp for Y/N as we are 😭😭

carlossainz55 wishing happiness to the happy couple!🌶️❤️

yourusername thank you, chilli🫶🏻❤️

georgerussell63 thanks, mate🤍

oscarpiastri very interesting event, it was

georgerussell63 we are sorry for the trauma you have suffered, Oscar

yourusername we are willing to pay for your therapy

oscarpiastri thank you

user7 i wanna know what happened to Oscar 😭😭

oscarpiastri it is never going to surface

user8 what happened at that wedding 😭?????

danielricciardo 🤍🤍 very beautiful night

yourusername thank you daniel 🤍 we couldn’t have kept everything under control without you

georgerussell63 glad you stepped up, mate

danielricciardo anytime for my favorite people

lewishamilton glad to have been by your side on the most important day of your lives!🤍

georgerussell63 thank you lewis!

yourusername roscoe was the most important guest 🤍🤍 if we’re being honest

lewishamilton ...overshadowed by my own dog

lilymhe the most fun i’ve had in a long time ❤️❤️

yourusername i’m so glad you had fun 🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank you for being there for us

alexandrasaintmleux you were so beautiful 🤍🤍 and the wedding was out of this world 🫶🏻🫶🏻

yourusername stoooop😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

charles_leclerc she’s been insinuating stuff ever since, what have you done?

georgerussell63 she has that effect

yourusername you’re sleeping outside.

lilyzneimer gorgeous bride 🤍🤍🤍

yourusername thank you, ily🫶🏻🤍🤍

oscarpiastri stop stealing my girlfriend, you’re married

yourusername and?

georgerussell63 what do you mean and????? i’m right here

yourusername details

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yourusername life is a constant honeymoon with you 🤍

📍 Amalfi Coast, Italy

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georgerussell63 every day with you feels like a honeymoon🤍

yourusername i love you so much 😭🤍

georgerussell63 i love you more 🤍

francisca.cgomes I want pictures!!!!!!

yourusername of course babe!!! could never forget you

georgerussell63 she's been taking pictures ever since we arrived for you

francisca.cgomes priorities, george☺️

mercedesamgf1 We wish you two an incredible honeymoon! 🤍

yourusername thank you admin 🤍🤍 (if you dare call him while we're away, i'll hunt you down)

mercedesamgf1 yes ma'am

landonorris come home, the kids miss you

yourusername we just left, aren't you having fun with your brother alex?

alex_albon we got bored of each other already

georgerussell63 figure it out, guys

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user2 seeing them married has made me realize how old i am and how long i have been following these two 😭🤍

user3 georgerussell63 can you fight?

georgerussell63 for her, yes.

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alexandrasaintmleux 🫶🏻🫶🏻

yourusername 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻miss u girl

charles_leclerc stop making her cry

yourusername stop making a fuss over everything i say

user3 they’re sooooooo beautiful together 😭😭

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user5 all that’s left now is a mini russell running around🤍🤍🤍

user6 no because that’s all i can think about now 😭

user7 guys let’s not overdo it, they literally just got married 😭🥲

user8 how long are you guys staying?

yourusername two weeks!! 🤍 then i have to return him to mercedesamgf1 😒

mercedesamgf1 sorry 😅

lilymhe can i join? i’ll leave alex at home ☺️

yourusername yes

georgerussell63 no

alex_albon what did i do wrong?????

lilymhe nothing, dear. just circumstances

lewishamilton hope you two have a great time! keep him away from his phone 😂

yourusername he has very limited time allowed on his phone and what he can do on it 😁

georgerussell63 this is that time

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[sunderwight]

contemplating an SVSSS fic where Airplane transmigrates into Tianlang Jun instead of Shang Qinghua.

he wakes up before Tianlang Jun was about to walk into the HH Palace Master's plot, but too late to really do much about Su Xiyan's situation or the frame job. of course, being Airplane, he doesn't go face down the sects and get sealed under a mountain. but he also doesn't know what to do about the whole situation with Luo Binghe.

he was too vague in his outline and especially in his actual story. finding Xiyan or possibly some random washer woman who lives along the Luo river is a needle in a haystack situation, and he didn't ask for any of this to happen to him, so he just ends up leaving it alone. Tianlang Jun goes back to the demon realms with his confused (but relieved) nephew, and works on consolidating his power there and on thwarting the attempted incursions of Huan Hua Palace.

HHP has egg on their face because they riled up the other sects and got them into this alliance/ambush plot and then the heavenly demon they were supposed to fight didn't even show up. hasn't even been seen in the human world since. while HHP tries to spin it as them being so strong and formidable that they scared him off, the other sects feel like they're just blowing hot air and trying to take credit for something that never even happened. was that head disciple of theirs even involved with a demon at all? suspicious how she just disappeared, too. maybe it's a cover-up. no one's particularly impressed or convinced after the fact that HHP's claims are on the level.

which at least means that there's no concerted effort to wage a war or anything. Tianlang Jun meets a young Mobei Jun and Airplane decides to expend a lot of time and energy in helping the young prince consolidate his own power, so that's a whole thing. there's no system so Airplane's not obliged to preserve the plot, but he still knows it's out there and he's gotta skirt the line between giving MBJ absolute power on a silver platter and not setting MBJ up to be killed by the protagonist one day.

there are benefits and problems to TLJ mostly leaving Luo Binghe's whole journey untouched. on the one hand, he anticipates that everything around Luo Binghe will continue just like in the novel, so that's easy to predict. but on the other hand, that means he's in for some trouble when the blackened protagonist emerges all super-powered and unbeatable from the abyss and starts taking revenge on everyone who wronged him (a category which potentially includes the deadbeat dad who abandoned him for years).

so as the time of the immortal alliance conference approaches, Tianlang Jun starts to think that he needs to get ahead of this.

the most logical solution is to prevent Luo Binghe becoming quite as OP of a protagonist as he'd been the first time. since TLJ is plenty powerful himself (one of the things Airplane enjoys! as well as being very rich!) LBH really does need every edge he could possibly get to be a threat to him. so, why let him gain those edges?

this leads to TLJ's brilliant plan: just don't let Luo Binghe get thrown into the Endless Abyss! no blackening, no all-powerful weapon, no gauntlet of monsters to hone his skills, just a run-of-the-mill heavenly demon hybrid who could never in a million years take his old man in a fight!

TLJ decides he can two-birds-with-one-stone this situation by capturing Shen Qingqiu. then, one day if LBH does still make it to his doorstep, he can present him with his hated scum villain as a peace offering. like well son I know I abandoned you to suffer on your own, but plausibly I didn't even know you existed, so here, have your abuser to dismember in cathartic violence as you please! become a filial son and this old man will help fund whatever massive harems you want to build!

genius!

so, shortly before the immortal alliance conference is set to take place, TLJ goes and steals himself a peak lord.

Shen Qingqiu is... kind of different from what he expected? but oh well, it's been years since he wrote the novel and lots of characters have turned out somewhat different in person from how they were on the page, and the guy was always a mess of contradictions anyway. TLJ hands him over to his servants with strict instructions to keep him locked up, but not to harm or kill him (revenge is reserved for the protagonist, after all!)

Zhuzhi Lang, who witnessed the last debacle where his uncle took a sudden keen interest in a cold but beautiful human cultivator, makes entirely the wrong assumption (as do a lot of the palace staff) and figures that TLJ has just become more pragmatic about pursuing his lovers. Shen Qingqiu is given appropriate chambers (and restrictions) and word soon spreads that the Demon Emperor has captured a human cultivator to serve as his concubine.

so, this version of SQQ has actually been Shen Yuan since Luo Binghe joined the sect (and also doesn't have a system and thus had zero plans of throwing LBH into the abyss), and he is desperately trying to figure out what kind of changes he has unwittingly invoked here that Luo Binghe's father should be still alive, and free, and also kidnapping him to be his goddamn concubine?! that has to be a misunderstanding, right?!

Mobei Jun is mad. and jealous. and mad. but a concubine isn't an empress, so that job posting is still available, right? it better be, he has been waiting more than a decade for the official proposal!

TLJ meanwhile decides he's going to go secretly watch the immortal alliance conference just to make sure that the universe doesn't contrive to drop LBH into the abyss anyway, but weirdly enough, Luo Binghe isn't even there. listening to rumors, he gathers that uh... some stuff has changed? like Luo Binghe is head disciple of Qing Jing Peak? and apparently went crazy when Shen Qingqiu disappeared? except that some people think they might have eloped???

maybe he shouldn't get his rumors from Xian Shu disciples, those girls remind him of rpf conspiracy theory shippers from his old life. they're probably just way off base! hahaha... ha...?

well at least TLJ did a pretty good job of covering his tracks, so there's no reason for anyone to suspect that he captured Shen Qingqiu. or there shouldn't be, until he goes back home to find that every single demon seems to believe that Shen Qingqiu has been taken by him to be his lover. where did anyone even get that idea?! TLJ has been dutifully pining in his unrequited and inappropriate love for the young Mobei Jun for years now! whenever anyone asks he insists he's still mourning Su Xiyan! it's been a whole thing!

but oh shit, truth aside, there's no way those kinds of rumors have remained strictly contained to demon ears. both demons and cultivators have their spies after all, and even if they didn't, news moves along the borders.

sure enough, TLJ barely has time to try and dismantle this misunderstanding before a young Luo Binghe arrives on his doorstep, along with Yue Qingyuan and the very-much-still-alive lord of Bai Zhan peak, for some reason, all of them extremely pissed off at him!

[midnightmah07]

I KNOW THESE ARE SO MANY IM SORRY????? I JUST THOUGHT "hey what would happen if I like. Made a 50s au or something. And then I went crazy. Yeah. Anyways

I'm not really proud of some of these I mostly just like the chibis and the one drawing of Ruggie kissing Daisy's forehead but it is what it is ya can't always win when it comes to art

I'll be rambling more about this au under the cut bc I'm insane

Ok so AS YOU CAN SEE Daisy and Ruggie's meet cute is like. Literally him stealing from her while she was going back home after buying groceries. I'm not quite sure how Daisy realized her wallet was missing, maybe she needed it for something and then she happened to see Ruggie acting all sus looking at something in his hands and she just linked the dots

After that Ruggie agrees to return her the money in exchange for not being reported to the police (he can't risk his grandma being alone if he ever happens to go to jail from stealing) and to walk her groceries back to her home. After that they randomly see each other on the streets and start calling each other as "Mr. Thief" and "Blondie"

They become attached to each other after hearing each other's life stories, of how Ruggie works to help his grandma and him to survive and get a better life, which Daisy admires, and how Daisy is basically abused by her step family after her dad recently passed away; I like to think someone might've disrespected Ruggie once during his job (maybe he was a waiter or something) and Daisy was present, and while Ruggie didn't wanna say anything to not cause trouble Daisy IMMEDIATELY came to his defense

After that they become like super duper close and are seen together a lot. Later after they start dating Ruggie tells her to just run away and come live with him and his grandma which she denies bc what???? No she doesn't want to be dead weight– but after a lot of convincing and after he tells her it wouldn't be for free anyway, that she'd have to pay rent after finding a job, she agrees and goes with him

Also I like to think Grim is just a regular black cat that was with Daisy ever since she was a baby, and he follows her everywhere... So yeah good luck Daisy your rent is now for u and ur cat

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Consequences

[at JK Rowling's Scottish castle] JK Rowling's agent: hey joanne it's me your agent Agent: Lydia Agent: i haven't appeared in a while so readers might not remember me Agent: i am a midnight pals totally original character, do not steal

Agent: so how you been doing? working on a new book? JK Rowling: actually i've been bussssy agent: oh yeah? with the transphobia? Rowling: with the transssphobia, yesss Rowling: itsss like a full time job

Rowling: i started an international tranvestigation into an Algerian boxer agent: agent: ah ok um agent: any particular reason why? Rowling: to get her killed agent: ok um agent: again, any particular reason why?

Rowling: anyway, since this Algerian boxer situation went down Rowling: I've been waiting here, right next to this cobweb-strewn telephone, for the Olympic committee to call me up with an apology Rowling: Rowling: Rowling: [checking watch] Rowling:

agent: so about this whole Algerian boxer situation agent: it turns out she's suing you Rowling: that can't be right Rowling: i'm JK Rowling Rowling: i sue PEOPLE Rowling: people don't sue me

agent: no no it turns out that the legal system works both ways Rowling: what? agent: yeah i know i was surprised too Rowling: i'm pretty sure that's not how it works Rowling: check it again agent: I've already checked it 3 times Rowling: CHECK IT AGAIN

Rowling: ssso she think she can sue me for cyberharrassment huh? Rowling: get my lawyer on the phone! the best lawyer money can buy! agent: do you mean Allison bailey again Rowling: NO i want to win this time

Rowling: don't worry i have a full proof plan to win in court! Rowling: i'm going to challenge the judge to point to a specific tweet where i called Imane Khelif a man

Rowling: if you look carefully, you'll notice i never once use the word man agent: what about that gigantic banner currently flying from the ramparts of your Scottish castle Rowling: that's a typo

[ohisms]

↪ ᵀᴴᴱ 𝑀𝐼𝐶𝐾 , ꮲꭲ 2 . (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  season  1  of fox's sitcom ,  “ the mick ” adjust phrasing as necessary . )

damn , [ name ] , how many cars can one person crash ?

i can't help it — when i'm behind the wheel , i'm a slave to the power of the machine .

other people worked very hard to buy those cars , and now they're mine .

why you gotta put me in a cage ?

i'm not a rat , okay ?

shut up , you don't know what you're talking about .

i am NOT joking , i don't wanna do this .

guys , we don't snitch . that's it , end of story .

will you listen to yourself ?? "jUsT tElL tHe tRuTh"

[ name ] , you snitch you die !

pretty sure that was already there when i walked up .

how is this good news ?

everyone's gonna call me a traitor , like you .

don't worry about it , it was worth it .

what are you doing tomorrow night ?

just say the words , and it can be yours .

oh , it's like that , huh ? fine .

what was that ? i can't hear you ... you can't breathe ?

you better figure something out , 'cause if you don't — i'll have to go public with this .

that's called extortion , stupid !

those guys are just covering their own asses , they don't even like you .

as easily as i can save you in this world , i can destroy you .

if anybody messes with you , let us know - okay ?

with a dong like that , you'd think he'd be happier .

do i look like i'm playing , [ last name ] ?

oh , your breath reeks of booze .

i hope you have a plan .

i was up all night watching prep school movies in preparation .

there are some real evil illuminati-type vibes in here , right ?

there was a time i could see , and i have seen .

oh , i'm just getting warmed up .

we are but food for worms , gentlemen .

whose burrito did i just step in ?

get out of here , the tv's mine .

what did you do to my shirt ??

how would you feel if i ran around stealing your clothes ?

we had to kill him cause he wasn't a team player .

no more special treatment for you .

i grew up in squalor , i am perfectly comfortable in it .

[ name ] , don't you dare !

didn't know you were gonna be so weird about it .

if you decide that you don't want me around , just tell me and i will go .

you're not the only game in town , buddy , okay ?

you don't know who i hang out with .

jealousy is the reason people hate us .

you don't have to worry about labels , just like who you like .

i hope this is some sort of emergency .

you kept me waiting , so i'm gonna get right to it .

don't make this your thing , this is [ name's ] thing .

suing is how rich white people solve their problems .

i wanted to sing and show you there's nothing to be afraid of .

i'm so nervous for you ... i want to throw up and run away .

you could have me escorted out , but you have no security .

ooh , dark scary room ! you know what they call that in prison ? they call that a blind spot . great place to catch a shiv .

what kind of operation are you running here ?

you didn't do anything wrong . i was the problem , not you .

where i'm from , the guest gets the good seat .

i drink , smoke , lie , steal ... i'm drunk right now .

i will ruin him . please don't let me do that .

i'm not the one doing whatever you guys are doing ... what are you doing ?

i'm not judging , at least he's a hot mess .

it's the wolf's job to eat the sheep , so y'know ... this was bound to happen .

i will RUIN you when we get home .

i'll give it back to you in a minute , you're gonna get it back .

the suit you destroyed cost a grand !

come on , [ name ] . i'll help you get settled .

he can't know it was my idea .

she made her mean bed and she can sleep in those scratchy sheets .

woah , tough day at the office ?

what the hell did you just say to me ?

you are right ... no matter what you say about anything .

we do this all the time , but usually there's some art to it .

this is not nearly as fun as i thought it was gonna be .

you're letting a bunch of nerds pick on you with their computers ?

why don't you just systematically destroy her ?

i can see where this is headed , so i'm just gonna hit the road .

she ripped me open , stuffed me full of devastation and then sewed me back up again .

leave me alone , this is all your fault .

why are they yelling ? are they angry cause they're bad musicians ?

i will never understand your generation .

let me have it . how bad is it ?

do you have any idea what i saw in there ?

you should come and check out what's going on outside , cause i think you'll be pleasantly surprised .

i just want us to be friends again .

it would be such a silly waste of time for someone like me to be mad at someone as insignificant as you .

the truth is , i pity you .

when the universe gives you a sign , it's not up to you to ignore it .

[ name ] gave it to me . it means i'm in charge .

i'm not comfortable with the whole arrangement . where's [ name ] ?

this is outrageous ! i'm getting passed over again ?

i don't have a problem , i'm just blowing off some steam .

you wanna get in on this ?

you deserve to take a time out as much as anybody else .

sorry , i didn't realize you were the fun police .

having money has reaaally changed you .

i've lost control ?! oh no , you dumb , dumb idiot . YOU'VE lost control .

that's a gross overreaction .

i will show myself the door in a ... graceful and classy manner .

thanks for sticking around .

look , i realize i did some questionable things in there .

i just felt like the universe was giving me a sign .

i'm the only one worthy of its power !

keep it in your pants and follow my lead .

it's no offense , i just don't know you very well .

let's go over this one more time , just so we're clear .

we've already been over the terms .

what's in it for you ?

i like the element of surprise .

wasn't expecting that . are you okay ?

i saw a burglar , i didn't know what to do ... so i SMOKED his ass !

you SHOT me ! what the hell's the matter with you ?

that gunpowder's like a hundred years old , it probably just broke the skin .

what about the police ? they're expecting a gunshot victim .

guys , we've gotta move this along , okay ?

you got it , i'll get you a pillow .

you're lucky no one was killed .

here's the thing about the bordeaux ... i drank it .

i'm so sorry that you had to keep our mansion warm .

how do you think the police found them ?

if you're done criticizing me , i think i'll head on up to bed .

you want me to do the jobs no one else wants ?

can we pick this up tomorrow ? i was shot , so ... i'm very tired .

it has nothing to do with that . okay ? now please leave .

i wanted to thank you for having my back earlier .

that had nothing to do with you . i was just trying to hurt them .

it's chloroform . i found a recipe online .

[ name ] , don't come at me with that .

i was gonna do whatever it takes . i'm not a quitter.

i wanna tell you , i really do . but first there's something i need .

oh my god , you're bailing again .

innocent people don't sneak in and out of their own home .

'cause i don't like you , that's why .

i'd rather get mowed down in a hellfire of bullets than listen to you screech .

you don't have to lie . i heard you guys .

how was i supposed to know you were gonna hug me ? i didn't even know you knew how to hug .

[khaire-traveler]

So, my friend just left their job at a certain chain of grocery stores that starts with a W and decided to share some interesting facts with me. I thought y'all might find it interesting, too.

W has had a major problem with theft since introducing the "no plastic bags". People keep putting things in their personal bags at the self checkout or even leaving them purposely in their bags at the cash registers (and most cashiers don't actually check for hidden items if other bags are inside of the main bag or if it's not obvious).

They've applied new locks to certain items that hang because people would just pull them off of the old locks. They're actually planning to introduce more security measures in the future - specifically, putting many items behind locked glass doors.

W's self checkout now has features where it can detect a ticket switch (scanning another product in place of the actual product) and a mis-scan. Pretty interesting stuff! Apparently, though, it's not always 100% accurate, and if someone were to scan the second ticket in such a way that the camera above couldn't see it, it may not be able to detect it. The machine, however, can tell when two VERY different items do not match (ex: scanning a pair of expensive headphones as a fruit). If it detects a problem, the attendant can pause the transaction and review the footage of the last item that was scanned. Definitely a helpful security feature!

The greeters at the front of the store are trained to only check a receipt if there are unbagged items. Along with that, if they see a bag or backpack, they'll check receipts then, too, and will look inside of the bag if the customer allows it. Crazy thing is that you can deny having your receipt checked! They can't and won't do anything if a customer just walks past them, and if they try to stop a customer leaving, W can get sued.

The only W personnel who are allowed to deal with shoplifters and the like are the Asset Protection Team™. No one else is allowed to touch a suspected thief, nor are they allowed to accuse a customer of stealing. If a customer is accused of stealing and forced through a receipt check yet hasn't stolen anything, W legally has to compensate them for the hassle upon request (with proof, such as camera footage, the request simply can't be denied, though W may try to prolong the process).

W employees are required to clean up spills immediately upon seeing them. I'd say most employees will just leave the spill, grab the equipment, then come to clean it up in reality, but they're supposed to "guard" the spill until they can find another associate to help them clean it up. I'm just saying, but this seems like a really unfortunate distraction that could take an employee's attention away from other matters, such as if there's suspicious activity nearby and someone was purposely creating some kind of distraction. These spills do make their jobs harder, however.

One of the biggest issues that I heard about was people scanning the quantity of certain items as less than there actually were (specifically at self checkouts). Pastries and fruits are a good example of this. Some people will enter one cookie but actually have 3, for example. I think the items this happens most often with are cookies, donuts, avocados, bananas, lemons, limes, mangoes, cantaloupes, and any items that like those that don't require a weight to purchase. This is the case with most grocery store self checkouts, however.

Although many of the cameras W places within random store aisles are fake, those that are placed near expensive items tend to be legit cameras. There was a post that circulated online about how these cameras tend to be fake, and due to that post, you'll now see lots of thieves get caught on cameras that they assumed were not real. It's so wild when you see those videos on YouTube! Those videos literally expose the identities of the people who steal to potentially thousands of people across the world and establish shitty reputations for said people. Other stores are made aware of their identities and can more easily prevent the stealing!

Speaking of those videos, it's very silly to watch those thieves try to hide things in their coats or bags just to discover that the items don't fit. It's almost as if they didn't check beforehand to make sure they'd have enough room, especially without it being noticeable! I mean, don't they practice in a mirror or even have a loved one who checks to see if it's obvious? That's so wild to me!

While associates who are at registers and self checkouts aren't allowed to intervene if they see or suspect a thief, they do have to immediately alert the managers and asset protection. It's pretty wild to see this process in action and watch how quickly the team can move! I've even heard of asset protection being allowed to tackle customers they believe are stealing, although I've never seen this in action. I kind of feel like tackling a thief, especially one you're not sure is actually a thief, would be a good way to get W sued, you know?

I feel like SOOOOO many thieves get caught by giving themselves away, tbh. I guess this isn't something my friend told me, but I've seen it happen so many times in security footage videos on YouTube where the person stealing will look around them as they're grabbing the item, quickly put the item into wherever, look around again, and use a lot of nervous body language as they try to exit the store. Like, the best thieves I've seen have always acted very confident - being aware of their surroundings before grabbing the item, grabbing the item very casually, finding a casual way to slip it into somewhere as they walk away, and walking out with the confidence that they know exactly what they're doing and absolutely nothing is wrong. They seem to walk with their backs straight and their heads held up a bit, almost as if to say "I'm not worried". Either that, or they walk with a very relaxed stride, like that of someone who's just walking into W and walking back out for no reason in particular. When they put too much thought into how they walk, however, it becomes much more obvious. A dead giveaway is probably when the thief acts fidgety, seems paranoid, displays signs of being very nervous whenever an associate is nearby or watching them, and walks very rigidly. You also tend to see good thieves going to checkout lanes that are the furthest from an employee or are in a spot in the middle. Pretty interesting!

Please share this if you'd like! This information is very important for us customers to be aware of. Hopefully, we can spot security threats ourselves and report them to employees of any store! I'm sure many of these things happen at other stores besides W.

[ynscrazylife]

rough days (poly!marauders x reader)

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After graduating from Hogwarts with your boyfriends, things were going great. The four of you moved into a flat together, Sirius and James had started their Auror careers at the Ministry of Magic, and Remus was working towards becoming a Professor. You were taking your time in finding what you wanted to do and, as part of that, you had taken up a job in the Muggle world.

The job paid well (although it was a pain to convert the currencies) and was giving you good experience, but some days, like today, were tough. It was just after the holidays and everyone seemed to have a problem with something that they bought, either wanting to exchange it or return it, and many had strong attitudes instead of the receipts they needed. Your coworkers made things harder by choosing to slack off in the break room, leaving you alone to face the mob.

You’d even skipped lunch, unable to convince anyone to take over for you. By the time the day was over, you were mentally and physically fatigued, and wanted nothing more than to curl up with your boys at home.

Entering your apartment, you were saddened to see that the lights were off, meaning that you were the first one home. You knew the boys had demanding careers and had to work late, but it was still a little disappointing. Not in a particularly good mood, you managed to change into James’ sweater and Remus’ sweatpants before grabbing one of Sirius’ fluffy blankets. You curled up on the couch, turning on a random movie, and tried to get lost in it. You weren’t paying attention, so it was quite easy for you to drift off to sleep . . .

One of the perks of their Auror jobs was definitely being able to go home together. James and Sirius were cheerful as they got home after a successful day of training. They got even happier when they saw the lights on. “Y/N?” Sirius called out, knowing you often got home before Remus.

James headed into the living room, only to spot you fast asleep. He quickly ducked back out to the main hallway. “Asleep on the couch,” he told his boyfriend.

“Asleep?” Sirius echoed, following James back in. It wasn’t a common thing for you to fall asleep or nap in the middle of the day like this.

James plucked the remote off the coffee table and turned off the television.

“Hey, this is my blanket,” Sirius observed as he walked around the couch, then knelt down next to you. “And your sweater . . . Rem’s sweatpants.” He peered up at James, who had turned around a now, exchanging a look.

They knew that you loved to steal their clothes, especially when you were feeling crummy.

“I knew it was gonna be a hard day after the holidays,” James murmured, keeping his voice quiet as he knelt next to Sirius.

“Must’ve been tired,” Sirius agreed.

The two observed you for a moment, taking in your peaceful demeanor. At the very least, they were glad that you were resting now.

“I’m thinking we should make this place all cozy and cook Y/N’s favorite meal,” Sirius said, running his hand through your hair gently.

“Sounds like a plan,” James agreed, fixing the blanket.

They stood and went off to complete their mission (after changing into comfortable clothing). James began the task of figuring out how to cook while Sirius gathered every fluffy blanket and pillow in the flat. Then, when James nearly dropped a million things in the fridge, Sirius had to go over to help them. Together they managed as much as possible and, halfway through, Remus came home.

“Hey!” He announced, prompting James and Sirius to come running in.

“Shh!” They said simultaneously (almost louder than Remus had been).

The sandy-haired boy stared at them quizzically until they pointed at the count. He craned his long neck towards the couch, getting sight of you just as you started to wake up.

“Hmm,” you mumbled sleepily, sitting up and glancing around.

Immediately, the three softened up. “Hey, love,” Remus cooed, walking over.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

Suddenly, Sirius grabbed James by the collar of the shirt. “The food!” He said, and the two ran back into the kitchen.

Remus chuckled, turning his attention to you. “I have no idea,” he said, sitting down next to you. “How was your day? You were asleep.”

You sighed, leaning into Remus. “Hell on earth. Everyone was so annoying,” you huffed.

“Aww, babe,” Remus said, wrapping his arm around you and kissing your forehead. “I’m sorry. You know what, I think those two idiots might be catching on. I think I can smell your favorite meal.”

You smiled, nuzzling your head into Remus’s neck. “That’s nice,” you mumbled.

Remus rubbed your arm, sighing. “I’m sorry your day was crappy. Let us take care of you, okay?” He said, knowing you could be quite stubborn when you wanted to be.

Still in the daze of sleepiness and feeling quite loved, you nodded, curling up to him. Remus watched you for a moment, thinking that you worked so hard and didn’t deserve those crappy customers, and stayed with you even as James carried in the food and Sirius carried in the blankets.

“Your comfy, cozy night awaits, your royal highness!” James announced, making you grin at him. He set up the food for the four of you while Sirius practically trapped you with the blankets, making you giggle.

Remus turned on the television, finding a classic Muggle movie to watch. James and Sirius sat beside you, both of them arguing over who actually had the honor of sitting next to you.

The night carried on with great food, warm blankets, and a fun movie. While you appreciated it very much, having your boyfriends by your side was the best part. You ended up falling asleep in their arms and they took it upon themselves to call in sick for you at your job and for theirs as well. The next day was Friday, meaning you all got an early start to a weekend where they spoiled you and doted on your endlessly.

[lullabyes22-blog]

Snippet - Make it Mitra - Forward but Never Forget/XOXO

This looks like a job for me/So everybody just follow me/'Cause we need a little controversy/'Cause it feels so empty without me~

Or: Silco is a menace in public.

Forward but Never Forget/XOXO

cw: profanity, insensitive language re: disability and scarring

Snippet:

At the desk, a stoop-shouldered clerk checked the timecards. He stamped the ones for the outgoing shifts, and handed back the cards of the ones for the incoming. There were a few, like Silco, who'd come empty-handed, and had to be issued cards. These, the clerk handed out grudgingly, with the air of a man tossing a beggar a crust of bread.

The next beggar's gotta do better, his manner said. And the next. But you—you can go choke.

"Name," the clerk grunted, when it was Silco's turn.

"Sil." The old moniker rolled off his tongue, a second skin. "S'alright if that's all I go by?"

"Last name's the policy. " When Silco said nothing, the clerk spat into his cuspidor. "Last name, or I'll mark you a John Doe."

"Make it Mitra."

"What?" The clerk's frown was a fissured ravine. "Say again?"

"Mitra. It's Vekauran."

"You don't look Vekauran."

He shrugged. "Not all of us do."

"Hmph. You know the drill, grandpops? Six hours down, six up. Two shifts a day, no more. You show up late, you're marked AWOL. You shirk a shift, you're marked AWOL. You're marked AWOL three times, you're out on your ass. Savvy?"

"Very."

"Gear and ventilators are loaners. Lose 'em, you pay. Break 'em, you pay. Steal 'em, we string you up." He levelled a finger. "Helmets are mandatory. If your head gets crushed by a cave-in, we ain't paying the medick's bills."

"Understood."

"Payday's every fortnight. Your card's coded to the dig, so don't try no funny business. Don't try no funny business, period. No fights, no stealing, no shoving the ore cart ahead of the line. We don't play favorites." The clerk's eyes raked Silco's ruined face. "Especially not for cripples."

"Cripple's a handicap," Silco said, mildly. "Mine's just an ugly mug."

"You'll get a worse one, if you start trouble. Got me?"

"Loud and clear."  He perused the noticeboard, pinned with a handbill. "Is that the contract?"

"Yep. Want it read out?"

"I can read." His lip curled. "Barely."

He skimmed the terms. A step up from the days when Topside ran the show. Back then, the contracts were a joke: paid a pittance, with a fraction of the hours logged. The miners had been little more than mules. A few had signed their lives away. Others, their children's.

All, their souls.

Now, the contract was a matter of public record. Everything was spelled out: the safety precautions, the shift schedules, the pay rate. No one had to sign away their firstborn. And if the Mining Guilds had anything to do with it, they'd never have to. They'd win this small victory, and, in the bargain, a thousand worse wars.

Except—

"Where's the Guild's seal?" Silco said.

The clerk's sneer spoke volumes. "We don't need no stinking seal. This township's self-governed."

"Self-governed? The Ditch falls under Zaun's jurisdiction. Like the rest of the Deadlands. Meaning you adhere to the same bylaws as the city." Silco tapped a fingertip on the page. "This contract needs the Mining Guild's seal. Else it's not legally binding."

"It's bound," the clerk said, with a belligerent jut of his jaw. "By us."

"Us, who?" Silco made a show of looking around. "Every lost soul passing through?"

"Us, as in the foremen. Us, as in Slim Johnston's boys. Us, as in the law." The jaw was jutting even further. "So what's it to you?"

"Nothing. Just didn't know the Ditch was a freehold."

"You don’t like it, old man, you can walk."

"Maybe I will. I hear the northside quadrants have a proper union. Proper rules too, on paper. Not these cobbled-up terms, drawn in the dirt by the foreman's boot." Silco tipped a shoulder. "If I'm going to be a slave, I'd want a master with more clout."

The clerk's face was a shade of soiled brown. "You and your slave-talk can go suck an egg."

"I prefer mine sunny-side up. Preferably with a side of bacon. How about yourself, Mister...?" He tipped his chin, mock-politely. "What was your name again?"

"It's—" The clerk swallowed his spit. "Garr."

"Pleasure. So, Garr.” He idled, easygoing, against the desk. “I’m curious. What makes a fellow like you, in charge of a town's worth of workers, choose a shoddy contract over the real deal? When the real deal's a cog or two higher in price, and a whole world more in respect."

The clerk's face grew muddier. "Respect's a four-letter word, and you won't need it to shovel shit."

“No?”

"You're a roustabout! Which means you do what we say, same as the rest. Now, you can keep jawing, or you can shove off. Your call."

"My call's the same as the rest. A contract on our terms."

The other miners, filing past the desk, were turning to watch the spectacle. A few scratched their heads. Others, the grizzled ones, shook them with grudging admiration. They knew Silco's type. Wily as a sump-snake, and twice as slippery. They'd talk back to death itself, if the Kindred showed up without an appointment.

And not because they had any love for life. Only because they loved to live in spite of it.

"Watch yourself, geezer," the clerk warned. "Else the Guild'll be the least of your worries."

"The Guild's a good worry. Scurvy, ticks, and no hazard pay? Those are bad worries." Silco tapped the page again. "This? This is a dead end. You'd do better to get the right papers, instead of slinging the same old shit in a new bag."

"You don't know shit about shit. This is Slim Johnston's town. And the Eye's got his back."

"The Eye? Who's that?"

"He's the Eye." At Silco's blank look, the clerk's face mottled with maroon specks. "The Eye of Zaun."

"Never heard of him."

"Every miner and ditch-digger knows his name. He owns the rigs. Owns this town. Owns the Guilds. The Eye's watching, and he's not forgiving. One bad move, and he'll come for you." An ugly smile twisted the clerk's lips. "Mark my words, old man. One more word, and no contract will save your ass."

Silco smiled back.

There was a crowd gathered now. Men and women pressing close, craning their necks to get a better glimpse of the show. They were no strangers to a standoff. But this was a novelty. The roustabouts were a tough lot, but they kept their heads down. The foremen, a cut above, saw no need to. And the overseers were a law unto themselves. A law that ran on a knife's edge, and cut whoever crossed it.

Now, a one-eyed geezer, empty-pockets and all alone, was toeing the scratch. Not with fists or guns. Just words.

And those words held the queue at gunpoint.

"What's a big man, like you, afraid of an Eye?" Silco drawled, and the miners began chuckling.

The clerk's own eye was twitching. "You wanna see him? Is that what you're saying?”

"Sure, if it'll keep you from soiling your britches."

The miners' laughter was as good as applause. The clerk's scowl was as good as a noose. But a noose could swing either way: hang a man, or give him the rope. Silco, for whom rabble-rousing was second-nature, knew the real win was a matter of leverage.

Leverage, and a taste for the long-game.

He had the crowd's attention, which meant he had their favor. But favor only counted for so much, when the paymaster was a hardass. And the hardasses had a tendency to stick together. The real trick—the one that had turned his rants and rallies into a revolution—was keeping the rabble's favor while keeping the hardasses in the dark.

That took patience. That took strategy. That took a cool head, and a steady hand, and a live grenade cooking in the back pocket.

Not to mention: an unerring instinct for when to pull the pin.

 "Look," he said, taking his smile down a notch, "I'm not asking for the moon. Just a proper contract. That's what we fought for, when we took down Topside. That's what every man and woman here deserves." He eyed the crowd, and saw the nods and grunts. The hard-won dignity of a folk who'd scraped life's crumbs from the jaws of penury. "No man—not even the Eye—has the right to take it away."

"No," Garr shot back, "but we got the right to take you out."

Silco raised both hands, conciliatory. "Not trying to start a war, Garr. Just looking for a fair shake."

"If you don't watch it, old man, you'll get that fair shake. Fair and square, in the fucking throat. Savvy?"

"Savvy. I'll shut up. You've got a job to do. And the sooner you get to it, the sooner the day's done, please Janna." He tipped a thumb over his shoulder. "How's this? I'll sign the contract. Because if it's good for these fine folks, it's good enough for me. But I would like to request a meeting, for myself and my fellow miners, with the foreman. Zaun was born out of blood and sweat. If we're going to die by it, I'd like to hear from the man at the helm."

"I'll pass it along." Garr's face was a blotchy mess. "And if I were you, I'd keep your hole shut, until I says otherwise."

"I'll keep a lid on. See?"

He pantomimed a wastebin slamming shut. The miners broke into hearty guffaws. A few slapped Silco's shoulders. Others, in the back, whispered among themselves. It was a start. Not much, but dissent, planted, takes time to blossom. Especially in a field sowed with salt and dust.

But revolution's like love: a tenacious thing. And when the time comes to harvest, there's no crop sweeter.

"All right, geezer." Garr shoved the contract across the table. "Sign the fuckin' page. You're on the daybreak shift. Don't be late, or the last thing you'll be seeing's a shovel."

"Yes, sir."

No mockery. Only a deferential nod, and a shuffling step.  The clerk was a simple man. A simple, stupid man. And stupid men are like stray dogs: easy to bait, but there's no sense getting them riled. All they'd earn for their bite is a bullet.

Nobody wastes a bullet on a mutt.

Silco took the contract. The miner's crowded close. They'd gotten a good show. Better than they'd expected, from a one-eyed roustabout. Now they wanted to know his name. And maybe, just maybe, his story. Taking the pen, Silco signed off with his usual flourish.

Except it wasn't the one that'd sealed dirty deals, sanctioned executions, or penned the laws that'd rewritten Zaun's skyline.

Sil Mitra.

The two surnames burned starkly on the dotted line. An alias he'd invented on the spot. Yet its invention didn't make the arrangement of letters a lie. It was two bloodlines—one mongrel, bastardized, and true; the other ancient, proud and broken—that would've merged, if circumstances had been different.

But the world's a strange place. Stranger yet, for the things that don't come to pass.

[the0retically]

Wonderlust #1: One Man’s Trash:

Thoughts below! :)

- The intro is so cool I love this

- The different camera angels??? Holy shit??

- Oh god the voice Charlie is already doing, can’t wait for this character to destroy me emotionally

- This combat is insane oh my god??

- Troy’s dad?? Who is that

- Condi just on the other side is so funny to me like hi Canada man

- Charlie is just truly spitballing and has no thoughts behind it love it

- TROY IS JUST DOWN??

- Damn poor Troy lost the big race

- One more race!

- God Troy is such a jock I love him

- “Thanks to your father” oh?? Hmmm

- He has a fountain and it has the only running water that is Very sus

- Troy has a concussion????? Also may seems sweet and Troy is just so—love him

- Love the repeated “Troy math Troy math”

- Please he’s trying so hard to be cool and prove himself

- “My dad is gonna turn you into a clock?” HUH???

- Poor bizly this npc is cool and Charlie is making him just buzz

- He’s crying :(

- May??

- He lost his sled??

- OH THE MUSIC SLAPS

- THE ART!!!!!

- THIS IS SO COOL

- The green screen change!!

- Bizly is so good at descriptions I love his style of dming

- RUNT!!!!

- Oh I love runt so much

- :((((((( the street rats :(((((( I love them

- :( a match lights the dark room I MISS RIPTIDE

- I love uncle threestrings oh my god he’s so cool

- If anything happens to him I’m going to cry

- Also…….runt…??? You’re sick, you ok?

- Runt are you my chronic pain/chronic illness Queen?

- “Use this on your knee twice a day!” UNCLE THREESTRINGS WITH KNEE PAIN !!!!!

- Also love his singing it’s so fun

- This tunnel is cool heist time

- Oof runt is getting pinched to death, girl??

- Runt took it apart!! Love her little artificer girl!

- :(((((( she sees the stars and the moon

- The music is so cool I love this

- “Nothing else you’re just gonna open the door?” BIZLY NO RUNTS CURIOUS

- Uh oh, three loud bangs

- Oh doppler was taken, yikes I don’t think anyone but runt is getting out of this

- Please it’s not even roll initiative it’s just roll to run away

- Runt :(((((

- Tell her what? ………..if they lose people they don’t go after them? Oh god

- Interestingggggggg runt isn’t telling them about the crystal

- OH THE VIBE CHANGE??? Uncle T please there was a tragedy and you’re just playing your banjo

- God runt is just a kid

- Grizz and Bizly laughing about the big circle in the sky and being confused on who put it there please that’s so funny

- PINCH????? HES BACK?

- Runt isn’t allowed back up there :(

- She was just curious :( give her another chance!! :((((( runt

- oh, she can’t even go there to say hi and show stuff, runt :(((((( my sweet girl I’m so sorry

- “Dude he gets so hyped about the cups” YAY!!!!

- Yeah at least Runt didn’t shit her pants

- Aim sees the rock? Hmmm, runt didn’t you want that to be secret

- …………does this belong to Blink?

- CONDI TIME!!!!! BLINK!!!!!!!!

- I love his design so much

- Gotta love the belts, true Condi design!!!!

- The vixens??

- “She’s looking for you” “aeon’s always looking for me” OH????

- God gram-gram just stealing the box from blink, please??

- PLEASE???? She just makes him do side quests????? That’s so funny

- BIZLYS FACE BROKE ME “if I was reasonable person I would never” “but you will :D cause you’re not reasonable are you!” Just the soft smile, it’s so funny to me

- Please granny trying so hard to make blink and aeon friends again AHHHHH AEON’S HERE

- “An iron fist huh? Actually it’s leather, gets the job done” AHHHH HELLO??

- HELLO AEON! She’s so pretty!!

- “Was it the street rats?” “Shut your fucking mouth!” PLEASE

- :((((( blink doesn’t have a house

- “What do I get out of this” “a warm feeling in your heart?” This is such a cool dynamic I love this

- Oh god she punches Blink??

- WAIT TROY!!!!!! HES HERE AND JUST WANDERING AROUND??????

- The art!!!!! Troy just chasing Blink????? Oh my god??? “Don’t play hard to get with me, I’ll fucking catch you!” WHAT?

- He just sleds after him oh my god??????

- “What is your costume made out of” TROY PLEASE????

- “There’s no need to be such a freak” TROY?????

- He thinks it’s a convention??????

- “Is that like a slur?” TROY OH MY GOD?????

- Not Troy telling Blink that they need a hole to throw their trash down???? Oh my god??? That’s crazy

- “I don’t know I’m not supposed to tell you!” Troy?? What do you mean by that?

- Troy with a concussion!!!!! He’s just like me!! “I’ll protect a worse one and that’ll undo it” I—

- Troy just thinking that Blink is in character is so funny

- “Dude hey, you look stressed” Troy please??

- “No one’s chasing you, no one’s sticking with you because they may have ulterior motives!” Troy, baby boy, you’re dumb

- Ok so Troy may have already been with the vixens?? Or it’s something else I don’t know? Or it’s just him wanting to get back up

- The imagery is so clear I love it I can see these characters and where they are

- Please they just made up random ass names for themselves

- Troy my guy be better

- “I will crush 30 of these I won’t even blink…oh sorry” TROY OH MY GOD

- Environmentalist activist blink! Let’s go!

- “I’m gonna be Frank” “WHO THE FUCK IS FRANK?” Oh my god

- PLEASE TROY IS SO FUNNY???? He’s a jock that just is so incredibly dumb

- Oop Troy with daddy issues

- I—Charlie is just so lost in Troy right now

- “You know sometimes I think about guys!” TROY????

- Troy stop talking pleaseeeee

- Oh god blink just running away with troy

- Bizly is rolling so badly this session oh my god

- “A blunt arrow comes whizzing by your head” “a blunt what? I smoke it” HUH?

- How are they even doing this??

- “You definitely don’t make it 30 feet up” “well to me it feels like that!”

- “I lost this cast iron a couple years ago” TROY?????

- A NAT 1 AND A NAT 20 OH MY GOD????

- Graphite seems cool!

- Troy peak adhd boy, love him

- “You just say things don’t you?” “….Troy”

- I miss runt

- RUNT!!! SHES WATCHING THEM

- ohhhhh blink was in the apothecary before

- She’s been tailing them!!

- THIS WAS SO COOL!!!! I LOVED IT!!! IT WAS SO GOOD

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 9)

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notes: written while extremely tired

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 THESE BITCHES ACTUALLY WON!

i mean— Devils won 5-4 tonight against those island guys!

we got on the board by a goal made by my favorite ginger tea! and even more than he likes scoring, doug-doug likes to lay on the ice and gossip like a schoolgirl 🫶

uncle toffee got his very first goal as a devil tonight and i’m SO PROUD OF HIM! despite the fact that he’s actively in kahoots to steal my man (see: slide 9) (i’ve got my eye on you, toffoli 👁️👁️)

bestie number 2 pushed a man to defend babygirl, tonight— my heart is so filled with love ❤️

MY SMUSH GOT HIS FIRST GOAL OF THE SEASON!! LOOK AT HIM GO! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, I WANNA SMUSH HIS CHEEKS AND KISS HIS FOREHEAD! he, however, did not appreciate my words of encouragement (see: slide 6). little spit-fire, you! don’t ever do that again 🫶

not pictured: timothy got his shit rocked… yet ended up with a roughing penalty?? i’m actively suing the refs FOR him. @tmeier96 i hope you appreciate me

AND FINALLY, THE MOMENT YOU ALL (me) HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR: MY MAN, MY BABYGIRL, MY LOVE, MY CAT-DAD, MY BEAUTIFUL MEME-SHARING, HOODIE-HOARDING, BLUSH-INDUCING BOYFRIEND, SCORED TWO (2) GOALS TONIGHT! INCLUDING THE OVERTIME, GAME-WINNING GOAL! THAT’S MY PERSONAL HAND HOLDER RIGHT THERE!

p.s. my heart is filled with hate, and for once, barzy the bald is not enemy #1. Ryan Pulock, however? count your days and say your hail mary’s bitch, cause you hurt my slut

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lhughes_06 you already DID smush my cheeks and kiss my forehead…. in front of the entire team

y/ndevils00 AND I’LL DO IT AGAIN!! C’MERE!

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes GET YOUR GIRLFRIEND, SHE’S TRYING TO GET TO ME ON THE BUS

lhughes_06 was that 6th picture taken on a toaster?

y/ndevils00 listen, you brat, the islanders fans don’t like me because i threaten their bald man— i was working with where i was because they wouldn’t let me through, which meant taking an extremely zoomed in picture from across the rink

lhughes_06 maybe if you, idk, stopped threatening their players?!

y/ndevils00 i can’t do that.

user10 y/n and luke are so siblings already 😭

user72 dougie is so me

john.marino97 your heart can’t be filled with love and hate at the same time

y/ndevils00 don’t tell my heart what it can and cannot do?? stop policing my body, asshole

john.marino97 i wasn’t policing your body?! do what you want with your body!

y/ndevils00 thank you, i will!

john.marino97 so what are you gonna do with your body?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes

john.marino97 i expected too much from you

y/ndevils00 what DID you expect?

john.marino97 “spread love”

y/ndevils00 well i mean, i AM spreading love iykwim

john.marino97 delete your social medias

y/ndevils00 i can’t, it’s my job 🤷‍♀️

barzal97 you know i’m not BALD right? it’s just a buzzcut

y/ndevils00 YOU’RE BALD! YOU’RE BALD AND YOU’RE TORTURING PEOPLE WHO HAVE HAIR

barzal97 okay, i tried

y/ndevils00 👨🏻‍🦲 <- you

barzal97 @/jackhughes your girl is a little messed up, but i think i like her

jackhughes step off, barzal! that’s MY messed up feral raccoon

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said about me 🥹

user94 toffoli has kissed jack before nico has kissed jack… nico is fuming

user08 i’m gonna frame the 5th picture and put it on my wall oh my god

jackhughes why the 7th picture?

y/ndevils00 you look like how i imagine a toddler playing soccer… like you just stopped in the middle of the game to chase a butterfly

jackhughes i-

jackhughes i got something off of my visor, BEFORE A FACEOFF

y/ndevils00 DON’T YELL AT ME! I’M SENSITIVE!

jackhughes i’m sorry, i love you to pluto

y/ndevils00 because….

jackhughes because pluto IS a planet

tofff73 i promise, i’m not trying to take your man

y/ndevils00 well why not?! he’s a catch!

tofff73 i’m a bit confused here

dawson1417 she’s always confusing. you learn to live with it

dougieham i DO like laying on the ice!

y/ndevils00 i can’t blame you! that’s what i do too!

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 that’s cause you have no other choice. you can’t skate

tmeier96 i appreciate you, i love you, please do not sue the refs

y/ndevils00 you just said two nice things and then proved them untrue

dawson1417 i’ll do better next game, i promise! i’ll earn a feature!

y/ndevils00 you did great, bestie! don’t listen to ruff-ruff, you deserve top-line, babycakes!

dawson1417 no “do better”?

y/ndevils00 never “do better” for you!

dawson1417 but like 3 weeks ago…

y/ndevils00 i have no recollection— short term memory loss— hi, my names dory!

dawson1417 you’re a special little nutcase

y/ndevils00 thank you 🥰

nicohischier i have a name?

y/ndevils00 yes!

nicohischier so you KNOW i have a name…

y/ndevils00 indeed!

nicohischier so why don’t you USE IT?!

y/ndevils00 okay i think YOU don’t know your name

nicohischier my name isn’t slut

y/ndevils00 that is your given name and you will like it!

nicohischier i don’t wanna like it!

y/ndevils00 tough luck, slut

[fuck-customers]

Not a fuck customer but a fuck coworker. I go out for lunch once every 6 months or so and when I did it yesterday I came back and all the computers were off and she told me the tech guy called and asked them to all turn off the computers for updates and that he would be calling back to let us know we could turn them back on and he would run the updates. Unfortunately when he called back and said I was good to turn the computers back on I successfully executed the steps for him to hijack our computers and steal a bunch of my bosses private info. Fuck. I'm normally so fucking smart about not letting this sort of shit happen but I trusted her that she knew who she was talking to since she is higher on the importance scale than me. She ultimately fell for it first but I'm the one who is gonna lose my job over this because ive been there the shortest and maybe get sued since boss is a sue happy attorney. It's so over God fucking damn it. On a Friday even so I gotta stew in this freaking out for a few days until Monday. wish me luck

Posted by admin Rodney

[kidcataldo]

Lin Beifong Headcanons

She smokes, but is constantly trying to knick the habit. Each cigarette is her last, she claims.

She likes gardening, which started with helping Aang on the island as a little girl. Toph made fun of her for it, so she quit pretty early on. She takes it up again after retiring.

She retires when Toph dies.

Her becoming police chief is why she and Tenzin broke up, not because of some love triangle with Pema. Both understood she couldn’t be his wife/mother to his children and be the leader of the police force, and her taking the job made it clear to both of them that their relationship would never move beyond the two of them. (As I type this, I realize this might actually be more canon than headcanon but I’m putting it in here anyway.)

She chose not to have kids because she didn’t want to fuck the kid’s life up like her own mom did with her.

The stress of her job makes her have severe migraines.

She’s a casual probending fan and catches a match on the radio once in a blue moon, mostly whenever it’s just her working late in the office. She likes reading the results in the newspaper the next day.

She does a lot for the community, but does it anonymously. Like, donating money to the local homeless shelter and sponsoring rookies who can’t quite afford gear/supplies at the police academy (she anonymously sponsored Mako).

She’s super wealthy because she invests and lives a very frugal life. Su, however, lives the lifestyle of a wealthy person but is actually in debt. When they reconnect, Lin helps her organize her finances.

Tenzin called her before his wedding begging her to reconsider a life with him. She hung up on him. And out of (eventual) respect for Pema, she never tells anyone the truth about it. She holds her tongue whenever somebody—usually Korra or her gang—brings up Pema stealing Tenzin from her.

She was close with Katara and Kya, but intentionally pulled away after the break up. It would be weird/awkward hanging out with her ex’s family.

She knows Tenzin can’t go into the spirit world.

She met little kid Korra a few times (but kept her distance).

She introduces Mako to his eventual wife.

NSFW She and Tenzin had a very passionate sex life (and none of them have felt that intense passion with anybody else). But they’ll never admit it out loud.

[aestariiwilderness]

Bad Batch -- Actually Probably Not Spoilers?

But Just In Case:

Like, for plot reasons, I see why they couldn't do it. But my biggest (and possibly the funniest) peeve I have with Bad Batch is this: Canonically, Tech is some kind of master hacker. Can forge chain codes after learning about them five seconds ago. Hacks battle droids -- presumably, you know, SECURED in some way -- on the regular. Masked a ship's signature or whatever. Calculates percentages of plans' successes on the fly while hanging upside down from a screechy flying reptile. Has zero fear (except when Omega is driving the Marauder or someone is doing the Wikipedia entry who isn't him) ("it's not affecting life support. We're fine"; riot racing; everything he's ever done). The moral heart of the Batch pre-Omega ("the systematic termination of the Jedi was a big one for me"; "I understand. I do not agree with you"; "of course we are a family"; "we have not always seen eye to eye with Crosshair but he is our brother and we do not leave our own behind"; but has no issue being pragmatic when it's called for (see: Cid, riot racing again, missions for Rex, interruptions thereof, etc.). Seriously. Wack job of a man. Crazy. Strict moral code arranged almost solely around his family that absolutely nobody sees coming and that, specifically, does NOT preclude massive destruction, property damage, and lethal measures. Ridiculous man. Homeschooled. Genetic Mandalorian. COMPETENT. (Usually.) Bona fide, literal, genetically-engineered test tube genius who is also biologically nine years old. Has no concept whatsoever of overkill. Point being -- he is EXACTLY the kind of person I would expect, once it sunk in that: 1. They are no longer Kaminoan/Republic property 2. They are, in fact, on the run with fam + new baby and - cranky but nonetheless beloved sniper bro who picked a terrible time to be stupid And 3. that "money" is now a thing they must Account For.... Give him two days to study finances, economy, and the various mafia; send him on a weekend trip to Nal Hutta to observe gangs, and hey presto -- the Hutts? overthrown in a year. Black Sun? Under new management. Pykes? A thing of the past. The Senate? Convening emergency sessions to discuss Where All the Money Has Gone. Palpatine's Secret Slush Fund #43? Drained. Hemlock's Science Budget? Currently funding the clone rebellion. ISB 401ks? Being used to pay someone to "retrieve" (read: kidnap) Crosshair from Rampart. Cad Bane's baby-stealing revenue? Currently outfitting the Marauder with gold plating. My point: WHY ISN'T TECH HACKING STAR WARS ATMs Story would have been over six episodes in. Tech would have foreclosed on the Palace; the Death Star would have fallen prey to insurance fraud; Omega would have grown up with more gowns than Padme. The Banking Clan bows to their new and, uh, eccentric overlords. Wrecker has thirteen new Z-6 cannons. Echo has thirteen natborn employees and is thoroughly enjoying himself. Hunter took an actual shower (still didn't get a new bandana). The Empire is turning over the empty coffers and shaking them out, wondering if they have rats. Mas Amedda is standing on street corners with an upturned hat. Crosshair is happily occupied with suing the Kaminoans for emotional damages. The end

[gryficowa]

Here are the common features I saw among Zionists on the Internet:

They have the Israeli flag on their profile picture (Seriously, it's weird, I can understand the Palestinian flag, because it's not the first time people showed support like that, it happened with the French flag at one point, but yours? Strange)

They often have Hebrew in their descriptions (Although their blog is usually in English) and mention that they are Jews (It's probably not a crime, but it does its job with Hebrew… I don't know why, but when I came across Zionists, their description always has words in Hebrew and mention that they are Jews…)

Of course they are bullshitting around the clock on October 7 and blaming Hamas (Because even the Palestinians themselves are Hamas to them)

David star, related to the flag of Israel, but sometimes you can come across a Zionist with this symbol on his profile, not every person with this symbol on his profile is a Zionist (I saw one person in the tags about free Palestine who talked about what Israel is doing to the Palestinians, so yeah , compared to the flag of Israel it is not so certain, is anyone a zionist?

Of course they will deny the existence of Palestinian Jews, what do you require? That they accept other Jews who are not European?

They will use your ethnicity and origin as an attack (Poles, Germans and Muslims)

Of course you will meet Zionists who will claim that other Holocaust victims are "Stealing Jewish things"

Profiles without profiles, but entire blogs are fucking porn

They will attack other Jews in the comments for supporting Palestine, using the texts "You hate yourself" or "They would kill you there"

Of course they will defend Israel's crimes, because the Torah told them that they deserved this land, so fuck the indigenous people (Which they are not, because they are Europeans, or possibly Asians)

Threatening with rape because their level is typical of housing estate pathology

Everyone is anti-Semitic, even Jews, what the fuck don't you understand?

They use information as fresh as a student's sandwich left in the haversack all summer long

Of course, for every crime committed by Israel, they will go into "But Hamas!" mode

They love pinkwashing and homonationalism, unlike LGBT+ people who don't buy this shit

They love to see themselves as victims when real victims want to hit them with a frying pan

Racism, Islamophobia, anti-Semitism, Zionism in a nutshell

Their empathy went out for milk and didn't come back for decades

Sure they will call you a Nazi even though they collaborated with the Nazis, which sounds legit

They swear more than a typical Pole

They don't know the difference between manja and swastika, but they themselves wouldn't want their star to become a symbol as they see manja, which has nothing to do with Nazism, and also has a rich history and has been around longer than Hitler stole it, yes, it makes a lot of sense , yes, it references the Pokemon controversy because oh god! In the Japanese version there is manji, and this kata was imported! Obviously it's time to cancel Japan!

They are so fucked up that they enjoy raping Palestinians and dying children…

Yes, Polish anger, when Damian Soból died, Israelis started memeing it and calling him a Nazi (And from Hitler), so I don't have much to add, I won't forget it

I don't know why but a lot of Zionists are LGBT+ which is weird, it just sounds sus (I'm aroace)

Many Zionist blogs have "Anti-Semitism" in their names, which is interesting

They consider Poland a country that cooperated with the Nazis, which is a lie, Poles were victims of the Nazis, and many died in concentration camps along with the Jews

Of course they appropriated the watermelons, because Zionists only know how to steal (Oh, you can see how much Polishness they have)

You can fight for Sudan and Congo, but you will be an anti-Semite because you are also fighting for Palestine, what don't you understand, you stupid non-Jew?

A text about Ukraine, because of course, white people have to be in the spotlight all the time, and the rest? They not white so they has to die, typical mentality…

Of course they use the Jewish tag, because it is known that Zionists must represent the Jews, no, good plan (They probably think they are safe, no, you won't be safe, we will harass you for supporting the genocide)

Yes, these are many of my observations (But probably many others had them too)

Zionists are simply trying to disguise themselves, but the truth is that it looks like manipulation to them, which is shit

[covermeindinsbeskar]

Cherries, Vanilla & Caf

Din Djarin x Reader

Summary: Grogu was finally tucked in and fast asleep in bed (after hours of running around the house, stealing snacks and crying for Din). When the morning of the third day presented itself with no sign of Din you started to worry. You rub your face trying to rid the dark thoughts of him being hurt, captured, or stuck somewhere and couldn’t come home to his aliit.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI. You will be blocked. Sorry not sorry. No use of Y/N. established relationship. SMUT, SMUT, SMUT. Unprotected p in v (wrap it up!) oral, fingering, soft/dom Din, cream pie, pet names: most in mando’a one time use of girl. If I missed any let me know!

Word count: 2.9k

Notes: this is my first smutty fic! Please be kind

You pace around your new home, trying to find little tasks to occupy your mind. Grogu was finally tucked in and fast asleep in bed (after hours of running around the house, stealing snacks and crying for Din). You open the living room window to let the cool night air circulate the house. Your skin feeling the immediate temperature drop due to your little nightgown. You peer out the window in hopes to see a glimpse of your Riduur, still no sign of him. Din has been out on a job for almost five days now, even though he promised it would only be two days… max. When the morning of the third day presented itself with no sign of Din you started to worry. It’s not like it hasn’t happened before- it has. Although this time, you’ve had no contact through the com-link. You drop your body down on the couch with a long sigh that strains your lungs.

You rub your face trying to rid the dark thoughts of him being hurt, captured, or stuck somewhere and couldn’t come home to his aliit. If he doesn’t come home by the morning, you’re going straight to Karga! Sorry- high magistrate Karga, you silently mock to yourself.

Sharing a home with your riduur was truly a dream come true the two of you never thought possible. Despite that, a part of you misses traveling alongside him. Being there to make sure he takes care of himself or tending to him if he’s hurt, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t miss the rush of a hunt. Your eyes start to flutter shut as you think about your old life with a faint smile painted on your face.

“Ner cyar’ika.” A voice calls to you

You softly blink into the darkness, your hands meeting your eyes to rub the sleep away. As you open your eyes, your met with the beautiful brown eyes of your riduur. Your heart almost burst from the relief. He’s safe. He’s home. “Su Cuy’gar!” You gasp, reaching out to Din.

You wrap your arms around his neck, Din's arms naturally envelop your waist, bringing you impossibly close to his body. He could stay like this forever if he could, if you would let him. He brushes his nose against your neck, engulfing himself in your essence. Cherries. vanilla. Caf. It's like spice to him, your scent so intoxicatingly euphoric it brings him to his knees in complete submission. He would kill to keep you all for himself. Destroy all who even dare look your way. Worship you.

His body fills with a fierce heat, his desire to show you how sorry he is for being gone for so long. To show you how much he’s missed you. A physical need to prove just how alive he is. His lips feather your neck leaving sweet little kisses where your chin meets your neck making you let out the sweetest sighs.

He feels guilty for making you worry about him. The guilt tugs at his heart, restricting his breathing that travels up his dry throat making his voice crack. “Of course, I’m still alive, meshla. I’m sorry I was gone for so long…” He never wants to be separated for this long. He took the job because he was told it would be easy. Unfortunately, the bounty proved himself difficult. A bloody fight with bounty droids got so out of control he broke his only way of communicating with you. The bounty ended up slipping away in the chaos making Din travel farther, keeping him away from you.

“Are you ok?” You ask, looking his face over for any cuts or bruises “are you hurt?”

He chuckles, your worry warming his heart “Ner cyar’ika, I’m fine.” you hum in relief.

Din slides his hands down to the back of your thighs lifting you up off the couch. You wrap your legs around his waist holding on to him as tight as you can, hoping to melt into him. Time seems to slow down when the two of you are like this. The aura of pure love and safety radiating off your bodies. A shared silence that’s always comforting, only the sounds of the faint synchronized breathing from you both.

You take in everything that is Din, running your nails lightly up his broad shoulders, scraping up the back his neck until they found their destination, entangling into his messy brown curls that always seem to fall perfectly on his face. Earning a low grunt from Din that sparks a fire between your thighs. You squeeze your legs around him tighter to put out the fire, your now burning skin finding relief from the cool beskar suit. His erection grows from the little squirms against him you think he doesn’t notice.

“I missed you so much, cyar’ika” he whispers into your hair.

You tug at the fabric around his neck burying your face into his new exposed skin. Earthy tones, cold metal and gun powder. The smell of him. The smell of home. “I missed you too, Riduur” you coo back.

“Can I take my Riduur to bed?” he asks while running his hand through your hair.

His words add more fuel to the fire that’s burning inside your body. You pull him in closer than you already were “Yes...” You purr.

He walks you both to the bedroom laying you down carefully on the bed. He swiftly crawls in-between your legs, caging you in with his upper body. You both stare at each other for a moment, basking in each other’s presence. His eyes are filled with love and adoration. You smile warmly, silently thanking the stars for his safe return. You reach your hands to cup the sides of his chin, lightly circling your thumbs through his patchy stubble.

Raising your head ever so slightly to reach his lips, the chapped skin somehow always feeling so smooth against yours. Din couldn’t wait any longer, he groans into your mouth hungrily deepening every kiss. He sinks his body onto you, your legs snaking around his waist letting him melt onto you. your nails comb through his hair, garnering another soft groan from Din.

You break away from his lips, “Please Din… I need to feel you…” you whine, your lips puffy and glistening pink. He groans and leans back onto his knees reaching for his cape, pulling it off hastily and disregarding it somewhere behind him. You sit up on your knees watching his chest rise and fall with laboured breaths. His large, gloved hands fumbling to undo his belt making his forearms flex and your mouth suddenly goes dry.

You reach for his hands pulling them away from the half-undone belt. You slowly pull off a single glove holding his freed hand in yours, bringing his palm to your lips giving it small kisses. The intimate gesture causing his heart to swell. You pull off the other glove, his now naked hand goes to the hem of your nightgown lifting it to expose your thighs. His calloused hands running up and down the newly exposed skin, pawing at the flesh, watching you with lust filled eyes.

Your breath hitches at the feeling. With shaky hands you take off the armour on his arms placing each piece safely and neatly beside the bed. Next his pauldrons, unhooking them and adding them to the neat pile of Beskar. His chest piece was your favourite, you take it off with delicate hands. Admiring the large piece as you carefully place it on the ground. The armour that keeps him safe. keeps you safe.

This has always been Din’s favourite part. Watching you shed his armour with such care, the armour you admire, the armour you respect. The armour he dedicated his whole life to hide behind, easily being shed by your hands. He falls more in love with you every time you perform this ritual. His eyes travel from your lips to your neck, your collarbone, to your breasts threatening to fall out of your nightgown. He feels himself grow harder from the scene in front of him. You finish with every piece of armour, your eyes rising to find his.

“Lift your arms, cyare” he whispers, his eyes drowning in desperation. You bite your bottom lip with a soft giggle and lift your arms eagerly. He tears off your nightgown freeing your breasts and to his delight you decided to forgo wearing any panties. He sits back and drinks in your figure, his gaze causing sparks to ignite inside your whole body, your cheeks flushing, nipples hardening and a throbbing that’s sure to have let a wet patch on the sheets. No matter how many times he’s seen you on display like this you still feel shy under his eyes.

“Please Din…” you whimper rubbing your thighs together in frustration. His eyes drown in blown out lust making him rip off his clothing, freeing his thick cock already dripping and begging to be touched. He pushes you down and finds his place between your thighs. He leans down pressing his lips to your forehead, wandering down your temple, lingering on your cheekbone, to the tip of your nose, then landing on your lips. His hand firmly clasps around your jaw holding it in place, lips latching on to your neck sucking lightly and his teeth grazing against your sensitive skin. You shiver as his fingers trail down your chest, to your stomach, stopping right before you need him the most. Your body shivering from his touch.

“Please what?” His tone low and sultry. You get wet just from his words, pathetically squeezing at nothing “what do you need from me?” He asks again, loving how shy and turned on you get when he talks to you like this. His fingers lightly tap your clit making you hiss from the touch. He moans when he feels how wet you are, stroking two fingers up and down your slit collecting your wetness. you can’t stop the moan that escapes your mouth, pushing past your teeth. He circles your clit, and you can already feel the tightness in your belly. You moan out again and he quickly pulls his hand way, leaving you shaking and whimpering from the loss of touch.

“I-I need you touch me” you cry out, your wide blurry eyes meeting his “please touch me Din… please…” you beg, desperate for any form of friction.

A dark smile tugs at his lips, his eyes clouding over. his fingers make quick circles on your clit. The wet sounds from your cunt filling the room, “Such a needy girl…” he moans. You feel his sticky breath against your neck. His touch too unrelenting to hear his words. Your aching clit sends shock waves up your spine with his hurried circles, your body thrashes from the sudden intense feeling, your moans projecting off the walls. His mouth trails down your chest and attaches to your breast sucking and biting at your sensitive nipple.

“Oh!” You keen, the pleasure too much.

Your mouth falls open, eyes sealed shut. His long thick fingers trail down your slit pushing inside, curling up to hit that perfect soft spot inside. He a sets relentless pace, pushing his fingers in and out. Your walls tighten around his fingers, your vision becoming blurry “I- I’m…” you stutter, your brain unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Not yet cyare… I need to taste you…” he’s desperate and demanding. He pulls his fingers away making you gasp at the loss. His tongue trails down your body, hovering over your dripping cunt. You look at him with hooded eyes. Your hands fall to his head, tugging at his hair and pushing your hips off the bed needy for his touch. He spreads your lips revealing your aching hole, your wetness dripping onto the bed.

“Haarkchak, yooba solus mesh’la” he groans. His tongue finally makes contact, swiping up and down your folds, your mouth falls open into a O shape with a silent scream. He hungrily laps at your core, the sensation too much as his stubble scratches on your inner thighs. He pushes your thighs down to open you up wider to him. You pull at his hair at the euphoric feeling. His lips close around your clit sucking and biting with a fast pace as he drinks your wetness.

“Din… I’m-” you moan out, white spots taking over your vision and the tightness in your belly becoming too intense too handle. He groans into your core the vibrations sending you over the edge “-gonna come” you cry out.

“Come for me mesh’la… let me taste you…” with the final go ahead you cave to your pleasure. You cry out, your body thrashing under his touch. Din pins your hips down as he moans at the taste of you, so sweet to him. he rises up, his face soaked from your wetness wiping his mouth with a wicked grin.

You take the moment to collect yourself, your breathing staggered and body shining from exertion. He takes his cock in his hand stroking himself at your entrance, “Good girl, cyare, did so good for me…” he runs his shaft up and down your folds. You bite your bottom lip, hips moving with desperation needing him in your cunt where he belongs.

“Please… fuck me Din… I need you inside…” you moan. Din swipes his fingers through your wetness and coats his cock. He inches himself inside at an agonizing slow pace, he’s only halfway inside and you already feel so full. You hook your nails into his shoulder, readying yourself for him to fully enter. He looks down at you with tenderhearted regard “are ok cyare?” You can only nod, your brain already fuzzy. With your permission he pushes himself in until he bottoms out, his hips meeting yours. You both moan in unison. “I’m going to moving, ok?” You nod again, wrapping your legs round his waist.

He leans down to confine your body with his, nipping at you neck that’s sure to bruise in the morning. His movements are slow, always afraid to go to fast. You whine into his ear loving the way his warm body feels on top of yours. Your riduur. Finally, home. Finally, inside you. “Faster…” you coo. He grunts at your sweet command, propping himself on his knees and pushing his cock all the way inside until he hits your cervix. You arch your back from the feeling, silent screams trying to leave your mouth.

He grabs holds of waist, his fingers digging into your flesh. He snaps his hips back and forth moaning at the feeling from your cunt squeezing him so deliciously. “Feel so good, my riduur…” his pubic bone rubs against your clit almost sending you over the edge. You look down to watch where you two are connected, his cock disappearing and reappearing inside you, the feeling of his balls hitting your ass, it’s all too much. Your cunt squeezes tighter, your vision going blurry from you tears swelling in your eyes.

“I’m not going to last long cyare…” he moans. His pace not slowing down. His face is scrunched up, his body shining from his sweat, his curls glued to his face. So beautiful. You reach for his face brining him down to meet his lips with yours. You moan into his mouth, and he gratefully swallows them. The kisses become sloppy, teeth grazing each other's. “I’m going t- to come Din…” you moan.

His pace becomes staggered, his moans becoming louder “with me cyare… together…” your cunt pulses around him, the feeling too much for Din, you shut your eyes, stars appearing behind your lids, and you let go, soaking his pubic hair. He hisses, his climax right behind yours. He grunts as he pushes inside one last time, his head falling to your chest. You feel his cock twitch inside you, “come for me riduur…” you coax. He moans out as he fills your sensitive cunt with his seed, filling it to the brim. You both breathe in unison, staying connected for a few moments as you both come down from your highs. He lifts himself off of you, slowly pulling himself out, you both moan out at the loss. He leans back and spreads your lips watching his seed drip out of your pulsing cunt. The long sticky stream trailing down your thighs only to puddle onto the bed. You whimper from his erotic action.

You lay there trying to catch your breath as he disappears to the refresher, only to return with a hot cloth to clean you, the feeling so intimate after such a lewd act. He falls down beside you, pulling you over to him to rest on his side. Your leg falling over his waist as you rub light circles on his chest. You look up at him, your eyes sparkling with adoration.

"Welcome home, my riduur," you smirk. He pulls you up on top of him, applying kisses all across your cheeks, you smile, your cheeks turning bright red. “ni kar’tayl gar darasuum” he whispers as you slowly fall asleep in each other's arms.

Translations:

Su cuy’gar: hello. You’re still alive

Mesh’la: beautiful

Cyar’ika: darling/sweetheart

Riduur: spouse, wife, husband, partner

Cyare: darling

Aliit: family

Ner cyar’ika: my darling

Ner riduur: my spouse

Haar’chack, yooba solus mesh’la: damn it, you are beautiful

ni kar’tayl gar darasuum: I love you