#internet security guide

[zentarablog]

Strong Passwords: 10 Golden Rules for Online Security

In the grand architecture of our digital lives, passwords are the keys to every door. They guard our most sensitive information: our emails, bank accounts, social media profiles, and private photos. Yet, for something so critical, they are often treated as a trivial afterthought. We use our pet’s name, our birthday, or the classic “Password123,” leaving these vital doors unlocked and wide open…

[jarlhalla]

Cyber Security Awareness

Chapter 1. Introduction 1.1. Overview of Online Marketplaces in Cybercrime 1.2. Importance of Understanding AlphaBay and Wildlife Trade 1.3. Aim and Structure of the Article Chapter 2. AlphaBay Market Takeover and Activities 2.1. Department of Justice Takedown Announcement 2.2. Financial Impact and Scale of AlphaBay 2.3. Paul Craig’s Insights on Illegal E-commerce Chapter 3. Illegal Goods and…

[smart-electrician-in-your-pocket]

The comprehensive guide to the Internet of Things and remote control

The Comprehensive Guide to the Internet of Things and Remote Control

Table of Contents Chapter 1: Introduction to the Internet of Things (IoT) Definition of the Internet of Things. The evolution of the concept of the Internet of Things. How does the Internet of Things work? IoT applications in daily life. Chapter 2: Components of the Internet of Things Smart devices (sensors, actuators, and controllers). Communication and networking in the Internet of Things (Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, LoRa, 5G). Software and cloud platforms (artificial intelligence and data analysis). Protocols used in the Internet of Things (MQTT, CoAP). Chapter 3: Communication technologies in the Internet of Things Overview of communication technologies. The difference between local and wide area networks (LAN vs WAN). Low-power communication networks (LPWAN). Challenges of communication and reliability in the Internet of Things. Chapter 4: Smart home automation using the Internet of Things Definition of the smart home. Smart home appliances (smart lights, smart locks, thermostats). Virtual assistant systems (such as Alexa and Google Assistant). Smart home security and monitoring solutions. Chapter 5: Internet of Things in industrial sectors Smart manufacturing (predictive maintenance, smart robots). Smart agriculture (agricultural sensors, smart irrigation systems). Smart cities (traffic management, smart ecosystems). Smart healthcare (remote monitoring, wearable devices). Chapter 6: Security and privacy in the Internet of Things Potential security risks in the Internet of Things. Privacy and data protection challenges. Security protocols and technologies (encryption, identity management). How to address security threats in smart systems. Chapter 7: Artificial intelligence and the Internet of Things How does artificial intelligence complement the Internet of Things? Predictive analysis and intelligent decision making. Machine learning applications in the Internet of Things. Examples of artificial intelligence in smart systems. Chapter 8: The future of the Internet of Things Future market developments and trends. 5G Internet of Things and its role in supporting developments. Future challenges and new opportunities. How will the Internet of Things change our daily lives? Chapter 9: Examples and Case Studies Practical examples of the use of IoT in various fields. Case studies of the most popular IoT applications (eg: Nest, Tesla, Philips Hue). Utilizing the Internet of Things to improve efficiency and productivity. Chapter 10: How to get started with the Internet of Things? Available tools and platforms for developing IoT solutions (Raspberry Pi, Arduino). Building simple projects using the Internet of Things.

[bob3160]

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[enfinizatics]

dear americans,

as a polish queer woman and human rights activist, i know exactly how you're feeling right now and what to expect from these elections. i lived through the 2015-2023 regime of pis, a right-wing populist party that divided families in the same way trump did. i’ve experienced the rise of fascism in poland, the influence of far-right parties like konfederacja, and their “santa’s little helpers”—ordo iuris, an ultra-conservative catholic organization (banned in many countries, mind you) that helped enforce a near-total abortion ban and runs anti-queer campaigns in public spaces. i supported the black protests in 2016 as a middle schooler when they first tried to ban abortion. as an adult, i actively participated in the 2020 women’s strike, running from police tear gas daily after they finally passed the ban. i supported friends who faced charges.

i’ve lived through intense homophobia in poland as a queer teen and adult. i survived the first pride march in my hometown, where far-right extremists threw stones and glass at us. i endured the anti-queer propaganda spread by the ruling party in state-owned media. i survived the “rainbow night,” poland’s own stonewall moment in summer 2020, when police arrested around 50 queer activists following the arrest of margo, a nonbinary activist. i survived the "lgbt-free zones," the targeted violence, the slurs from strangers on the street, and the protests i held against queerphobia. it was hard as fuck, but i survived.

but just because i survived, it doesn’t mean others did. many women died because of the abortion ban—marta, justyna, izabela, dorota, joanna, maria, and many others who didn’t survive pis’s draconian anti-abortion laws. milo, kacper, michał, zuzia (she was 12), wiktor, and other queer and trans kids and young adults took their own lives because of the relentless queerphobia.

despite all of this, our experience in poland can serve as a guide now. here are some tips for staying safe and how we, polish queers and women, organized under the regime:

safety first, always. if you know someone who’s had an abortion, no you don’t. if you know someone is trans, no you don’t. if you know people who help with safe abortions, no you don’t—at least not until you know it’s 100% safe to share. if you are queer or have had an abortion, only share this with people you trust fully. most importantly, not everyone has to be an activist just because they’re part of a minority. if it feels unsafe to share that you're queer, trans, etc., then don’t. it doesn’t make you any less queer.

use secure, encrypted messaging like signal for conversations on potentially risky topics, such as queerness, abortion, organizing counter-actions, protests—anything that might be used against you.

stay anonymous online. if you want to research or report something without surveillance, do not use regular internet. get a vpn (mullvad is affordable and reliable), download the tor browser (for both onion and standard links), and if you plan to whistleblow, consider using a riseup email account.

organize and build networks. community is everything now. support each other, foster independence, because your government won’t have your back. set up collectives, grassroots movements. create lists of trusted professionals—lawyers, doctors, etc.—who can offer support.

to lawyers and doctors: please consider pro-bono work. this is what got us through poland’s hardest times. your work will be needed now more than ever.

for protests or risky actions: always write a pro-bono lawyer’s number on your arm with a permanent marker.

get to know the anarchist black cross federation and other resources on safety culture: "Starting an anarchist black cross group: A guide"; Still We Rise - A resource pack for transgender and non-gender conforming people in prison; Safe OUTside the system by the Audre Lorde Project;

for safe abortion info or involvement: get familiar with womenhelpwomen.

stay radical, stay strong, stay informed: The Anarchist Library

if i forgot to (or didn't) include something, don't hesitate to reblog this post with other resources.

[kareman-dohaan]

The game I never understood my whole life 😅

"Please if you read this share it to help me reach you as I do not have internet in Gaza"

Imagine you're playing Minesweeper… Every step you take might be safe, or it might be the end. You hesitate, analyze, and hope to make it through. But what if this wasn’t just a game? What if it were my life, Ayman’s life, and the life of my little Hamoud, just two years old, hanging between safety and disaster? I was once a teacher, spending my days with children, nurturing their growth, helping them learn, and guiding them toward a bright future. I devoted my life to shaping young minds, creating a safe space for them to dream and discover. Now, my life has been shattered, and I find myself struggling to protect my own child.

In Gaza, we don’t play Minesweeper… We live it. Every day, every step, every decision could be life or death. But you—you can be the key that leads us to safety. You can make the next step free of danger, full of hope.

Your donation isn’t just a number. It’s a hand reaching out in the middle of a minefield, lifting us up, protecting us, and saying: 'You are not alone.' Will you be that hand today? 🙏❤️

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[sobbingscripter]

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"Ooh, what movie are we watching?"

Nolan watches as you glance towards the TV screen, cotton nightie brushing along your thighs, manicured feet padding across the carpeted floor and you crawl onto the bed, creeping beneath the covers.

Muscular thighs rest on either side of you, his chin resting on the crown of your head before Nolan presses a kiss to your tresses, a muscular arm wrapping around your midsection and pulling you closer. You're snugly pressed against his chest, your eyes trained on the screen of the TV and Nolan hums.

"It's called 'my wife's search history'."

He responds with a hum, lips brushing against the hollow of your temple and you're trying to wriggle free. But it's damn near impossible.

His bicep bulges, and Nolan's free hand continues to push at the buttons of the remote, your search history displayed on a 70 inch screen.

"Baby, no. This is—" You're interrupted when Nolan tuts you, the corners of his brilliant blue eyes crinkling with amusement at the way your cheeks begin to flush.

"I wanna know what kind of things you're into, sweetheart." He coos, before clearing his throat.

"Okay, first one, 'how to fold an origami chihuahua'." Nolan snorts. "Did you learn how to do it?"

He glances down at you, your lips pursed before you nod your head. Almost reluctantly and he hums, a low rumble of approvement in his broad, burly chest.

"My nimble fingered girl."

And he diverts his attention back to the screen. You're not even sure what to be more embarassed about.

Your trips to Oxford dictionary, your dawdling spent on Urban Dictionary or the stupid things you look up for on WikiHow.

"Ohhh... A Cosmo article." Nolan hums. "You wanna learn how to squirt?"

And your cheeks flare up, and you try to slide lower, but he's got one of those stupidly muscular arms tucked beneath your arms, and he's keeping you anchored.

"You know, everytime you come close, you start crying and make me feel bad." Nolan hums, mocking you and you let out a disgruntled whine.

"Literally, what's the point of you doing this?" You complain. "It's embarassing."

"Is it so wrong of me to wanna learn about my wife and her interests?" Nolan huffs, almost dramatic as he stares down at you, inky moustache raising with his grin as he spots the way your eyes narrow.

"Especially since, you know, I'm never really at home and you feel all," he lets out a heavy sigh, "neglected and all."

And your eyes widen.

"Were— were you eavesdropping on my conversation?" You question, brows scrunching into a frown and Nolan leans down, pressing a kiss against the crown of your head once again.

"Focus on the part that I'm improving my schedule." Nolan chides you gently and he gently uses the hand that's not wrapped around you, to guide your face back towards the TV.

You'd complain and gripe, if you weren't so acutely intune to the way he touches you. Almost reverently.

His hand splayed across the expanse of your belly, his thumb swiping gently at the soft skin just below your breast, tracing the flesh through the fabric of your nightie. And he's just so warm and burly. It feels like you're curled up against a furnace and you're not even mad about that.

"You looked at our house eighteen times on Google Earth."

The laughter in his voice isn't hidden, dimples appearing in his sculpted cheeks and full, dark brows raise in surprise at your next search.

"Omni-Man... Up cape?" He reads, mulling the words over before letting out a breath. "You are shameless."

"I'm plenty ashamed now." You argue and he snorts.

"You weren't ashamed when you were trying to find pictures of my ass on the internet."

The glow of the TV is the only light in the room, the door shut and the light of the ensuite is dimmed, the door slightly ajar. The covers are heavy, weighted blankets that make you feel just a bit more secure in Nolan's arms and his head dips occasionally, pressing ticklish kisses to the curve of your neck.

And he hums. Low and rumbly.

"What's this?" He muses, before scrolling further.

"You watch a lot of porn." He comments. "Like... A lot."

"I'm very particular." You defend, eyes downcast to where his muscular thighs press against yours on either side, bracketing you against his body and your chest heaves as you let out a breath.

"I'll bet." He mumbles. "Guess that's why you went to page 113."

And you press your face against Nolan's bicep, your cheeks burning and your ears tinge red when the screen goes down, a little arrow forming a circle appears for a brief moment before one of the videos show.

Showcasing the exact timestamp where you stopped.

"Hm..." He hums softly. "S'that where you came?"

His voice is so quiet, a husky sound that sends chills up your spine and you weakly nod your head, peeking at the screen and you're watching a girl get her back blown out. Eyes shut, brows furrowed and mouth parted to let out pitchy moans that seemed a bit too loud for your comfort right now.

Especially since it's on a huge ass TV.

Nolan's hand moves between your thighs and you open them willingly, shifting your legs until they're spread salaciously, suspended over his own, thickly corded legs. And he lets out an amused huff of laughter, fingers sliding over the swell of your folds, pressed so snugly against the cotton of your panties. You bite your bottom lip, tilting your head back enough to peer at Nolan through your lashes.

"Keep your eyes on the screen." He instructs you so gently, guiding your head back to focus on the screen of the TV, and he hums softly, dragging a calloused digit along your soaked gusset, tracing your slit. He narrowly dips his fingers into you, just to feel the way your panties cling to your slick, before they move back into place.

Before you breath can stutter, Nolan's ripping your panties at the sides with ease, pulling the fabric out from beneath you and discarding it to God knows where.

And he glances back towards the screen. Tight circles being rubbed around your clit, his blunt digit nestled between velvety folds and he listens to the way your heart pounds in your chest. Breathy sighs slipping past your lips and your brows scrunch in that way that makes his heart sputter just a bit, and he brushes his tongue along his bottom lip.

"That's it..." He whispers softly. "Just keep watching TV."

You keep your eyes glued on the screen. Not because you necessarily want to, but because you know Nolan's spiteful enough to pull away and ruin the orgasm that's creeping up your legs in that steady rhythm.

And you swallow.

"Does it feel good?" He coos softly and you nod weakly, muttering the sweetest 'uh-huh' as your eyes don't even move from the TV screen, lashes fluttering and cheeks flushing.

You look like the cutest thing right now.

A little doll in his lap.

You're just so pretty. Big, blown out eyes, plump lips that are parted to let out the sluttiest sighs and he feels the way your clit throbs beneath the pressure of his finger.

"You almost there, sweet girl?" He hums softly and you nod your head.

Biting down on your bottom lip and your brows scrunch.

Your belly dips inward and that tightly wound cord in your belly snaps.

You're coming at the soft, gentle stimulation so easily, your toes curling against the sheets and your legs attempting to close but his infallible thighs keep them from doing so.

Slick coats Nolan's fingers but he's not really paying too much attention to that, focused more on the way you shift and wriggle in his grasp, and the arm around you tightens it's grip.

One meaty finger pushes into your cunt, the squelch is lewd and your lips are parting in an 'o' shape that makes him dizzy.

Your head lolls and you feel like a whore when drool trickles down your bottom lip, swiped away by Nolan's thumb as his finger curls, pressing against that sweet, spongy spot that makes your vision dot.

Nolan feels the way your nails dig into his forearm, watches the way your brows knit and his head dips, tongue dragging along your pulse. Lingering just long enough to feel the thrumming hidden beneath the curve of your jaw, and he laps up the perspiration speckled across your skin.

"You gonna start clearing your cookies, sweetheart?" He teases you, slowly pushing another thick finger into your drooling pussy and your eyes nearly cross, head tipping back and you can feel the way your brain melts with each pump of his thick fingers.

You feel each callous, each knuckle, you feel the cool band of his wedding ring kissing your plump pussy with each pump.

And you nod weakly.

"Uh huh..." You're lying.

You both know you are and a large, powerful hand grasps your jaw, tilting your head to meet his gaze and Nolan presses his lips against yours.

The kiss is desperate, needy, his tongue dragging against yours, claiming each inch of your soft mouth, your lips slick with your drool and he swallows each of your moans. Each whine you let into his mouth, is an unforgiving thrust of his fingers.

When you're coming around his fingers, you melt into a pliable puddle in his grasp, and you feel the way he presses kisses to the side of your face, gently bringing you down from your high. He pushes your cum back into you, slick fingers dragging against your walls and he lets out a soft breath.

Handing you the remote.

"Pick the next video."

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[healthsy]

How to Buy Medicines Online Safely and Legally

In the modern era of technology, we have the luxury of convenience right at our fingertips, which includes buying medicines online. However, it is crucial to ensure the safety and legality of your online medicine purchases. At HealthSy, we prioritize your well-being and, in this guide, we will provide you with step-by-step instructions on how to safely purchase medicines online while adhering to legal regulations.

1. Choose a Reputable Online Pharmacy:

The first step in buying medicine online safely is to choose a reputable online pharmacy that is licensed and accredited. HealthSy ensures that all of our partnered pharmacies strictly adhere to rigorous quality and safety standards.

2. Verify Prescription Requirements:

A valid prescription is needed when purchasing medication from a reputable online pharmacy. It is important to take caution when dealing with websites that sell prescription drugs without the need for a prescription since such sites may not be  in a legal or safe manner.

3. Check for Certification:

Online pharmacies that are legitimate ought to display their credentials. You should look for logos and seals from organizations like the Verified Internet Pharmacy Practice Sites (VIPPS) program.

4. Ensure Secure Transactions:

Before providing any personal or financial information, make sure the website is secure. Look for "https://" in the web address and a padlock icon in the browser bar, indicating a secure connection.

5. Review Medication Information:

When you find the medication you need, thoroughly review the product information, including dosage, side effects, and usage instructions. Also make sure it matches with your prescription.

6. Beware of Counterfeit Drugs:

Purchasing medications online carries a substantial risk when it comes to counterfeit products. To minimize the risk of receiving counterfeit drugs, it is advisable to rely on reputable sources such as HealthSy.

7. Protect Your Privacy:

Ensure that the online pharmacy has a strict privacy policy in place to protect your personal and medical information.

8. Look for Customer Reviews:

Reading reviews and feedback from other customers can provide valuable insights into the online pharmacy's reputation and service quality.

9. Track Your Order:

After making a purchase, keep track of the shipping and delivery status of your order, as reputable online pharmacies offer tracking services.

10. Report Suspicious Websites:

If you find an online pharmacy that appears suspicious or offers discounts that seem too good to be true, you should report it to the appropriate authorities.

By following these steps and choosing a trusted partner like HealthSy, you can buy medicines online safely and legally, ensuring that your health and well-being are always at the top priority.

For more tips and insights on safely purchasing medicines online, don't forget to explore our blog. We provide valuable information to help you make informed decisions and prioritize your health and well-being.

[aphrodicci]

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and i wanted to be kind and leave one more spot for someone for a chart reading, £30 for a natal chart reading and i'll be closing it!

♇ what is a ruler in astrology?

♇ a ruler in astrology is a planetary ruler, a planet that rules over the sign that takes over a house, for example, someone with capricorn in their second house, will have saturn as their second house ruler.

♇ my second house is ruled by saturn, and saturn is placed in my seventh house in astrology.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 1H ⟶ important people, could be very self-centred or thinks about their path a lot. attractive people, might think of themselves too much. popular and likeable. fiery people, handsome faces, fast, bold and an important life-path.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 2H ⟶ money, security and beauty oriented. a beautiful person, distinct, calming or nice voice. financially driven, loud voices, vocal person, could be good singers, protective people, possessive and are family-oriented. might prioritise their weight and body too much.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 3H ⟶ siblings/cousins or relatives in general are important to them. fast and charismatic, observant people and can be talkative, could be guides for other people. writers and dreamers. creative, could have a passion for cards and keeping up with trends.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 4H ⟶ finds family important, making a foundation and legacy for themselves. therapy is important, might find themselves having to be the therapist for other people in their lives. might've had their bodies sexualised when they were younger. can be overly-nurturing, other people might depend on them too much vice versa. could feel close to children, could dream of becoming a leader, beauty, looking like their mother.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 5H ⟶ fun people and dramatic. finds importance in expressing themselves, romance and fame, tending to the inner-child. romantic, could be a player, artistic. could be selfish and flamboyant. broadway fame, can be show-offs and like to dance.

♱ 1H RULER IN THE 6H ⟶ hard workers, keen and mean. though can be helpful to other people. funny and health-oriented, might think of their weight too much. owning a business, home-business and obsessed with perfection. naggers and can be stalkers, they like to win, competitive people but can be self-destructive. schedule and organisation means a lot to them.

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 7H ⟶ finds importance in connections, and romance. can be a very flaky person, unsure and indecisive about everything. popular person and can be obsessed with aesthetics, can be someone who has different types of friendship groups for different circumstances. cute person.

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 8H ⟶ finds importance in secrecy, money and being a better version of themselves. can obsess over perfection. sexual person, and very sexually appealing person. strong aura can be off-putting to other people. cold/sharp eyes and can look into things too much. stalkers and obsessive people.

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 9H ⟶ big personality, intelligent and big smiles. intoxicating laugh, laugh makes other people laugh. great at teaching and has a vast presence. can take in stuff easily and can be someone who is also on the go, much admirers. "the girl who's always gonna be alright".

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 10H ⟶ popular people, stoic and ambitious. and can be people who are stoic and handsome. very nice and commanding voices. can be people who are leaders, admired, much pressure on their shoulders. gets along with superiors, easily attracts attention from everyone. stands out, dark academia aesthetic.

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 11H ⟶ friendship means a lot to them, but also being independency. belonging somewhere is important to them. standing out, internet famous, can be people who are geniuses and secretive. moralistic and can have high standards. these people are rebels and unorthodox, psychic and social climbers, money-oriented too.

♇ 1H RULER IN THE 12H ⟶ escapists and dreamers. fame. self-victimisers, too sympathetic especially for the wrong people. avoiding problems and being people who are intuitive, emotional people and addicts. runners and maladaptive day-dreamers. artistic people and people might project onto them vice versa, distaste of being perceived everywhere, hermit people and self-sacrifices themselves for a better future.

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[zentarablog]

Public Wi-Fi Dangers: 10 Tips for Safe Browse

In our hyper-connected world, free public Wi-Fi is a welcome sight. From coffee shops and airports to libraries and hotels, the ability to get online without eating into our mobile data feels like a modern-day convenience we can’t live without. But this convenience comes with a hidden cost: a significant security risk. Public Wi-Fi networks are a digital Wild West, often unsecured and crawling…

[the-returnofartemis]

THE TENTH HOUSE: ANSWERING THE CALL TO WEALTH

the 10th house (10H) is arguably one of the most important houses in astrology, closely tied to your midheaven (MC), which represents your public image, reputation, and the way you are recognized in the world. it symbolizes your legacy, the energy others associate with you, and the role you naturally embody in society. however, understanding your career path goes beyond than just identifying the sign in your 10th house. to gain a deeper insight, you should also analyze its planetary ruler and the house it occupies, as these factors will give you a better idea about the careers that align with your natural strengths.

below is a guide shared by astrokit, along with some additional insights i’ve added, highlighting careers based on planetary placements in the 10th house, as well as the house placements of its planetary ruler, to help you align with your destined career path!

➶ ➴ if you follow vedic astrology, I recommend analyzing the 10H in the navamsha (D9) and dashamsha (D10) charts alongside the 10H in the rashi (D1) chart. combining insights from all three, along with the nakshatra ruler of the 10H will give a more well-rounded understanding of the career best suited for you.

CAREERS BY PLANETS IN THE 10H

sun: leadership, authority, government, politician, fame, boss, CEO

moon: women, hospitality, nursing, children, restaurants, commerce, mass media, public relations, travel

mercury: media, writer, communications, teacher, editor, author, transportation, craftsmanship, marketing

venus: arts, music, beauty, luxury, jeweler, entertainment, tourism, hotel management, design, graphics, fashion

mars: fitness, sports, entrepreneur, law enforcement, surgeon, doctor, engineer, military, sculptor, carpenter, cook

jupiter: law, teaching, travel, advertising, education, charity

saturn: organizations, metal industry, agriculture, service, labor, construction

north node (rahu): internet, entertainment, pharmaceuticals, research, engineer, innovation, electricity, sales, photography

south node (ketu): religion, spirituality, metaphysics, renunciation, research, charity, astrology, diviniation

uranus: science, electronics, internet, astrology, innovation, inventions, technology, crypto

pluto: research, insurance, surveillance, risk-management, death, investigator

neptune: photographer, movies, entertainment, drugs, poetry, music, liquids, alcohol

CAREERS BY THE 10H RULING PLANET THROUGH THE HOUSES

1H: self-employment, brand ambassador, entrepreneur

2H: banking, finance, investments, assets, consulting, teaching, writing, restaurants, speaking, vocals, dentistry, property, family legacy

3H: communication, marketing, social media, sales, writing, publishing, advertising, blogging, media, authorship, teaching (early education)

4H: asset management, real estate, vehicles, water, family, women, hospitality

5H: movies, films, glamour, stockbroker, education, authority, fame, children, romance, dating, hobbies

6H: health, service, law, labor, food, waiters, doctors, crime, justice, litigation

7H: law, business, commerce, exchange, consulting, public relations, marriage, therapist, designer, interior design, wedding industry, event planning, counselors

8H: insurance, social work, psychology, sex industry, occult, security, espionage, surveillance, taxes, death industry, divorce, research

9H: teaching (university), travel industry, hospitality, law, religion, foreign exchange, wedding industry, event planning

10H: leadership, government, politics, manager, CEO, presidency, public figure

11H: finance, networking, social media, acting, entertainment industry, parties/event planning

12H: charity, social work, hospitals, prisons, travel, foreign lands, mental health industry, artist, musician, import/export

if you’ve made it this far, i hope you enjoyed this little corner of my world. thank you for reading and please feel free to share your thoughts! always remember to love yourself as if it’s your greatest romance.

the pictures featured in this post are from pinterest.

until next time,

artemis x

[cinnamonlouu]

The Main Attraction

Stack x Reader x Mary

Strip club AU

Side note: reader will be referred to by her stage name (whisper) and Mary will sometimes be referred to as her stage name (roulette).

The lights were low. Music bouncing off the walls, Smoke in the air from cigars and hookah, heavy with the smell of money.

Stack was leaned back in the leather booth with one arm resting on his brother’s shoulder, both of them dressed down.

Elijah sat with his usual glare, chin tilted down and hooded eyes scanning the room. Stack was looser, flashing that dimpled grin to whoever passed.

“Yo,” Elijah muttered, cutting his eyes to the floor below. “You lettin’ ‘em do that tonight?”

Stack didn’t even blink. He took a sip of his drink, brown liquor wetting his lips. “They said they wanted to put on a show.”

Elijah snorted. “You lettin’ your girls play pretend like that in front of everybody?”

Stack’s smile was low. “Ain’t pretend.”

The lights shifted. The music dropped.

And the club quieted.

Every pair of eyes turned toward the main stage, and the hush that fell was so thick, it was damn near reverent.

Whisper came out first.

Soft like her name, body draped in a custom bedazzled set, glitter decorated on her skin. It took one spin around the pole for money to start raining on her. The crowd hungry for her.

Then Mary followed, hips swaying . She was draped in red lace, walking with the confidence that made grown men sit up in their seat. She smirked as she approached Whisper from behind, hands tracing her waist like they belonged there.

Together? They were lethal.

Roulette eyes never left Whisper as she slipped behind her,hands all over her as they grinder on eachother.

Whisper leaned into Roulette, eyes on eachother as their hips met in a slow grind. A teasing trail of lips across a collarbone. This made men go crazy and empty their pockets, just to see two pretty girls be into eachother.

Whispers and gasps spread through the audience. Phones rose and were swatted down by security before they could flash. This wasn’t for the internet.

Stack’s jaw was tight now, grin gone, replaced by something darker. Possessive. His hand curled around his glass, but he wasn’t drinking. He was watching.

“They touchin’ for real,” Elijah muttered, tone flat.

“Mm,” Stack said low.

Whisper and Roulette didn’t just dance together, the two of you were temptation in the flesh.

Roulette gripped Whisper’s thighs, guiding her backward into her lap as they moved. Whisper gasped softly.

Stacks jaw ticked, there was no lie he was enjoying the show, it was just better when it was only for him.

You were his quiet, soft-spoken, careful girl who rarely looked anyone in the eye unless she was dancing.

Roulette? She was the one who got in trouble the most. Mouthy, always the one to drag you into things. Always the one who knew exactly how far she could push him.

But together? You were the real ones who brought him thousands every time y’all danced.

Whisper leaned forward now, hands gripping the pole as Roulette held her from behind, pressing close. Her tongue dragged along Whisper’s shoulder. A flash of teeth. Her eyes flicked toward the VIP booth.

Straight to him.

Stack didn’t smile.

He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, and met her stare with heat that could melt steel.

Roulette gave him a knowing smirk as she pressed a kiss to your shoulder, slow and claiming.

He set his glass down. “We done with business?” he said, voice low.

Elijah raised an eyebrow. “Yea, ain’t got time for Annie fussing at me.”

Stack didn’t answer. He stood, adjusting his chain and collar.

The music was still thumping, but he couldn’t hear it anymore. Not with Mary holding you close like that.

Because you and Mary knew exactly what you were doing. Teasing him from that stage, wrapped up in each other like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

You’d been soft all day, barely meeting his eyes, hiding in Mary’s dressing room. He figured something was coming. He just didn’t expect this.

He walked down the steps from the booth, slow and steady. The crowd parted around him like smoke, no one daring to get too close. Elijah stood up making his exit, shaking his head.

By the time he reached the edge of the stage, you were facing him again, body low, sweat and glider glistening on your skin. Roulette stood behind you, hands tracing down your stomach, lips ghosting the shell of your ear.

You bit your lip. His favorite thing.

Stack spoke . “Show’s over.”

He was already thinking about how he was gonna make sure neither of you ever forgot who you belonged to.

Before he could say anything else one of the girls came up to him about a call.

Mary chuckled intertwining y’all’s fingers leading you off stage while the help cleaned up the money you made.

Backstage was a blur of glitter and sweat. Girls moved in and out of dressing rooms half-dressed and laughing, lashes fluttering, heels kicked off, wigs halfway snatched.

But when you and Mary walked through? It went quiet for a second.

Not jealous quiet. Not entirely. But enough.

“Damn, Whisper,” one of the girls, Kandy, drawled from her spot in front of the mirror. “You really lettin’ Roulette lick on you in front of the whole club now?”

You ducked your head, but Mary only laughed.

“She ain’t let me do nothin’. Whisper just know how to keep a bossman on his toes.”

A few of the dancers snickered, but nobody said too much. They all knew better. Stack didn’t make his women audition. He just claimed. And once you were his, the whole club knew to keep their comments cute.

You slipped into the dressing room behind Mary, grabbing a towel to dab the sweat off your skin. Your hands were shaking a little, not from nerves, but from the way Stack had looked at you.

Dark. Possessive.

You’d been walking the edge all night, letting Mary talk you into routines you wouldn’t have dared a few months ago. But you trusted her.

Mary flopped into the velvet chair in front of her mirror, peeling off one heel with a groan. “You saw how he stood up?” she grinned, eyes flicking to you in the mirror.

You gave a breathy laugh. “You think he was mad?”

Mary’s eyes found yours in the mirror. “No doubt about it.”

You swallowed. The ache between your thighs hadn’t faded since the stage.

The door creaked open and another girl peeked in. “Roulette, Whisper Stack wants y’all back out front after you clean up. Said he got people comin’ through and he want it full.”

Mary waved her off with a lazy “Mmhm.”

You watched the door swing shut, then looked at her. “I’m not trynna do nothing but be eye candy.”

She arched an eyebrow. “You already are.”

Out on the floor, the club had shifted into its hustle.

Bottle girls slid between booths in tight dresses, trays full of liquor balanced on shoulders. Private rooms were getting booked. A group of out-of-towners were making noise in the back booth, slapping stacks down like they owned the place. They didn’t. Stack owned them.

You followed Mary through the floor, keeping close to her heat. Your hand brushed hers once, and she hooked her pinky with yours just long enough to steady you.

“Stack said stay visible,” she murmured, catching your eye. “You good?”

You nodded. Still shy. Still soft.

But you knew what this was.

This was part of the job. Not the dancinhg but the presence. The reminder that Stack’s girls walked freely, untouched, and worshipped from a distance.

You made your way to the main bar, where Cherry one of the newer dancers was leaned over in a too-tight dress, flirting with one of the VIP regulars.

She looked up when she saw Mary and stiffened just slightly.

Mary grinned, sliding into the empty barstool next to her, motioning for you to sit too. “Hey, baby,” she said, voice syrupy sweet. “You tryna flirt your way into a private room tonight?”

Cherry laughed, but it was nervous. “Just sayin’ hey.”

You squeezed Mary’s wrist gently, and she backed off with a grin. “We just messin’. Ain’t that right, Whisper?”

You nodded politely, but your eyes stayed on the man. You recognized him. Stack had already warned him once about getting too handsy with the girls.

But that wasn’t your place or problem.

You stayed out just long enough.

Made your rounds. Sat on Mary’s lap once at a booth, played shy while she tipped your chin up and whispered something filthy just loud enough for others to hear.

You saw stack from across the club walking tall, plain black shirt, gold chain catching the light. His eyes scanned the floor once, landed on you and Mary.

And stayed there.

You bit your lip.

Mary leaned in. “Told you he was watchin’.”

Backstage again, you both freshened up and grabbed robes. Your body buzzed. You were tired after being seen.

Before you could ask what time you could dip, a knock tapped on the door. One of Stack’s security men leaned in.

“Boss want both y’all upstairs.”

Mary stretched like a cat. “Of course he do.”

She turned to you, grin lazy. “Ready to go baby?”

You nodded, heart thudding, thighs aching.

This part wasn’t for the crowd. This wasn’t about the money, or the club, or the power plays.

This was personal.

You were Stack’s girls.

The hallway to the upstairs suite was quiet, dimly lit. Mary walked ahead of you in her heels, unbothered, strutting like she hadn’t just spent an hour putting her hands all over you in front of a hundred watching men.

You followed slower, nerves buzzing, robe tight around your body.

Stack’s private room was at the very end of the hall.Mary opened the door. And there he was.

Stack stood in the center of the room.

He nodded once at the guard behind you. The door shut. Locked.

Mary grinned. “hey boss man.” She teased.

“Shut up,” he said calmly.

She raised a brow, amused. You didn’t even try to speak.

He stepped forward and the tension in the room thickened. His eyes dragged over you, then Mary, then back to you again.

“That what we doin’ now?” he asked, voice low. “Put on a show for the whole damn club?”

Mary smirked. “You didn’t like it?”

He stepped closer.

“Didn’t ask if I liked it,” he muttered. “Asked who the fuck told you you could.”

You held your breath.

Mary tilted her head. “It was Whisper’s idea.”

Your eyes flew to her, wide. Liar.

Stack looked at you.

You backed up a step.

He followed.

“So that right, baby?” he asked, voice soft now. “That what you out here doin’?just do what you and Letting everybody watch you get touched?”

“I—I didn’t—” you started, barely above a whisper.

Mary cut in, laughing lightly, “just playing, it was my idea but she agreed.”

You didn’t deny it.

Stack’s jaw flexed.

Then he turned his back.

“Strip. Both of you.”

You froze. Mary didn’t.

She slipped off her robe and let it fall to the floor, not even blinking. Underneath, she wore nothing but red lace. She moved to the couch and sat back, legs spread just enough to taunt him.

You followed slower. Quiet. Careful.

He watched, jaw tight.

When you stood bare before him, arms crossed over your chest, Mary laughed softly behind you.

“Mm, don’t be shy now.”

Stack turned.

And this time, he walked straight up to you.

Big, warm hands grabbed your wrists and pulled them down, baring your chest.

His voice was in your ear, quiet and sharp.

“You let her play with you out there,” he murmured. “You let Mary get you in trouble, it’s ok imma handle you.”

You shivered.

Then he stepped back and nodded at Mary.

“Sit there and watch.”

You barely had time to process it before he pulled you toward the edge of his desk and bent you over.

No warm-up.

One hand on your back, pressing you down. The other gripped your thigh and dragged your legs apart.

The first slap landed on your ass hard. You cried out.

Another. Then another.

Stack didn’t speak. He didn’t curse.

He just handled you, you were his to discipline.

Each strike left you breathless, thighs shaking. Heat built in your core, pain curling into pleasure, shame twisting with want.

Mary moaned softly from the couch.

Stack didn’t respond. He just leaned over you, mouth near your ear.

“You let her get you in trouble again” he whispered, “and I’ll put you on your knees in front of the whole club next time.”

Your breath hitched.

Then you felt him undo his belt.

You whimpered.

He dragged the tip of himself along your slit, teasing, slow.

“No beggin’,” he said. “You wanted attention. Now take it.”

Then he slid inside.

You cried out. He didn’t slow. His pace was brutal from the start, hips snapping against yours every stroke driving deep.

You sobbed quietly, hips backing up, trying to meet him, trying to take it.

Behind you, Mary was moaning, watching, legs spread, hand between her thighs.

Stack pulled your hair, yanking your head back.

“You like bein’ watched, huh?” he asked in your ear.

You nodded helplessly.

“Then let her see you cum.”

He fucked you harder, deeper, hand wrapped around your waist to hold you in place, body covering yours. You were shaking, moaning, tears slipping from the corners of your eyes.

And when you came loud, legs trembling Mary gasped. “Whisper.”

Stack didn’t stop.

He flipped you onto your back and kept going, eyes dark, sweat beading on his brow.

“You get one,” he said low. “That’s it, this one for me.”

You nodded frantically, breathless, overwhelmed.

Mary walked over, leaning over the desk, lips brushing your eye. “Told you,”.

Stack pulled you to the edge again and finished inside you, you felt full, your hips jerkin.

You were boneless beneath him.

When it was over, he caught your chin and tilted your head up.

“Still mine?” he asked.

You nodded, eyes glossy.

Then he looked at Mary. He sat back in the chair “come here and kiss her. Make her feel better.”

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[mariespen]

➸ Sick Days

Sherrif!Rafe x Teacher!Reader

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When your youngest son gets a midnight fever, Rafe is happy to take the burden from your shoulders.

A quiet creak in the floorboards made you stir, blinking blearily as you adjusted to the dim glow of the nightlight. Rafe’s arms were still tangled around your waist, his steady breathing warm against your shoulder.

“M-mama?”

The small, trembling voice shattered the sleepy silence.

“Luke? Honey?” You murmured, groggily rubbing your eyes.

Standing near your bedside, your youngest, Lucas, sniffled, his lower lip trembling.

“Mama, I don’t feel good.” His voice wavered, tears already welling in his eyes.

Your body jolted awake. "Is it your tummy?" you asked, sitting up and reaching for him.

He gave a weak nod, small hands gripping yours as you guided him closer. Pressing your palm gently against his forehead, you felt the unmistakable heat radiating from his skin.

Your stomach twisted. Fever.

"Rafe..." you whispered, nudging his shoulder.

He groaned softly, rubbing his eyes, but the moment he saw Lucas’s pale, miserable face, he was instantly alert.

"Luke, what’s going on, buddy?" he asked, voice thick with sleep but steady with concern.

"My tummy," Lucas whimpered, his face turning greener by the second.

Rafe shot you a panicked look before throwing back the covers and scooping Lucas into his arms. You followed close behind as he rushed into the en-suite bathroom.

"Lucas, sweetheart, do you need—" But before you could finish, his little body lurched forward.

"No!" Rafe said quickly, steering him toward the toilet just in time. He held Lucas up, one strong arm wrapped securely around his small frame, while you brushed his damp curls back from his forehead.

"Honey, it’s okay," you whispered as Lucas collapsed against Rafe’s chest, his tiny body wracked with exhausted sobs.

“Daddy…” he whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rafe’s grip tightened protectively. You could see the exact moment his heart broke.

"It’s okay, buddy," Rafe murmured, rubbing slow, steady circles on his back. "Let’s take your temperature, alright?"

The night stretched on in a blur of fever checks, cold compresses, and restless sleep. Rafe barely left Lucas’s side, his exhaustion showing in the way he sank against the headboard, one arm draped protectively over his son’s sleeping body.

“Rafe,” you scolded when you caught him pressing another kiss to Lucas’s overheated forehead.

He sighed, looking up at you with tired blue eyes. “Sweetheart, he’s so sick.”

“I know,” you whispered, squeezing his hand. “But you’ll get sick too.”

Rafe just shrugged. “Worth it.”

You exhaled, pressing a kiss to his temple before sinking into his embrace.

“I don’t know how I’m going to take work off tomorrow,” you admitted, tension creeping into your voice at the thought of rearranging your lesson plans.

“I’ll do it.”

You pulled back slightly. “Are you sure? I can—”

“It’s okay," Rafe interrupted, his voice firm yet gentle. "I promise.”

The next morning, you found them curled up on the couch—Rafe still in his pajamas, Lucas tucked against his chest beneath a blanket, a cold towel pressed gently to his forehead.

"Okay, guys, say bye to Daddy and Lucas," you told Samantha and Oliver, ushering them toward the door. "But don’t get too close."

Work dragged. You checked your phone constantly, desperate for an update, but the house remained silent.

Rafe, however, wasn’t resting. Logged into his laptop, he scoured the internet, searching for answers:

"How long does food poisoning last in kids?""102 fever when to worry?""How to hydrate a sick child?"

Every hour, he made Lucas open his mouth for the thermometer, meticulously tracking the fluctuations in his fever. He ran purely on logistics and data when it came to emergencies—because if he stopped to think about how small and pale Lucas looked, he’d break.

By the time you got home, the wave of relief was immediate. Rafe stood in the kitchen, pressing an ice pack to Lucas’s flushed face, his movements careful, gentle.

"Oh, honey…" you whispered, guiding Samantha and Oliver to their rooms before joining them.

“He’s been getting better,” Rafe said, his voice soft from a full day of whispering. “But his temperature’s still at 102.”

You cradled Lucas’s warm face in your palm. “I think it’s food poisoning…”

Rafe exhaled sharply. “God… I’d do so much for this kid.”

You watched as he kissed Lucas’s temple, then effortlessly picked him up, carrying him back to the couch. Lucas curled against him without hesitation, small fingers fisting into his t-shirt as they settled in to watch his favorite LEGO show.

You leaned against the doorway, watching them—knowing you needed to make dinner, help Samantha with her homework, clean up.

But just this once, you let yourself soak in the moment.

You were so lucky.

[juudesgirl]

married to the game (but i missed you more) - jude bellingham

jude always said it.

“i’m married to the game.”

he’d been saying it since you were kids. back when he’d be juggling a ball in the middle of your street until the sun dipped too low and your mum called you both inside. back when his boots were too big and his dreams were even bigger.

you used to laugh at him for it, teasing him between bites of ice cream after a kickabout.

“married to the game? you’re twelve.”

“doesn’t matter. i’m committed.” he’d grin, all confident and smug, chest puffed like he already had his debut at the bernabéu.

you were always there. childhood best friends turned constant companions. you were the person he called when he got his first england cap. the one he texted before and after every match, no matter what city he was in. when the headlines and the pressure got too much, he turned to you. and he always made time for you — in quiet ways. a call. a memory. a text. you were his calm.

but you were also the one thing he never let himself want. not fully.

because jude bellingham was married to the game.

he said it so much it became a shield. a reason to never take that step with you. and maybe, deep down, you’d learned to live with it. to accept your place in his orbit, close but never quite close enough.

and then came that night.

the match was electric — a massive win for madrid. a trophy-securing kind of night. the stadium roared. cameras flashed. teammates celebrated with their girlfriends, parents, siblings — everyone had someone.

everyone except jude.

you watched him from the stands, clapping like always, your heart swelling with pride. he was brilliant. he always was. but when he looked around and saw his teammates embracing their people, he looked… a little lost.

and then your phone rang.

“where are you?” his voice was low, tired but urgent.

“still in the stands. why?”

“come down. i want you with me.”

you hesitated, blinking down at the sea of people below. “on the pitch?”

“yes. now. please.”

and that was all it took.

next thing you knew, you were being ushered past security, guided by one of the staff who recognized you from the box. you stepped onto the grass, heart pounding. and then you saw him — hair damp, jersey clinging to his skin, eyes soft when they landed on you.

he didn’t say anything. just pulled you into his side, his arm wrapping around your shoulders like it had done a thousand times before — but this time, it felt different.

the cameras noticed.

you could feel the buzz of speculation before you even left the pitch. phones pointed your way. whispers. stares. you heard one of his teammates whistle low under his breath, nudging jude with a grin.

“’bout time, bro.”

you pretended not to notice. pretended your heart wasn’t about to beat out of your chest. jude didn’t react. just kept his arm around you, firm and steady, like he didn’t want you to go.

but later, when the night wound down, and you were back at his place — quiet, curled up on his couch with the tv playing highlights — the internet had exploded.

“jude bellingham’s mystery girl?”

“who’s the girl on the pitch with bellingham?”

“best friends to lovers?”

you chuckled, tossing your phone aside.

“so… apparently we’re dating now.”

jude glanced over, expression unreadable.

“they say that?”

“yep. you, me. secret couple. i mean, you did kinda pull me onto the pitch in front of the whole world.”

he gave a noncommittal shrug.

“let them think what they want.”

you studied him. “do you want that?”

his jaw tensed.

“don’t start, y/n.”

“i’m just asking.”

he turned to face you, his voice sharper than usual.

“no. we’re not dating. we’re friends. you know that.”

the words hit harder than they should have.

“okay. you don’t have to bite my head off.”

“i’m just tired of people assuming things. i’ve told you before — i’m not doing the whole relationship thing. i can’t afford distractions.”

your stomach dropped.

“right. i forgot. i’m a distraction.”

his eyes widened slightly, but you didn’t give him time to explain.

“i should go.”

“wait, y/n—”

“no, it’s fine. i get it. congrats on the win.”

you left before he could say anything else. his front door closed behind you with a soft click, but the silence it left behind was deafening.

⸻

the next morning, jude woke up and reached for his phone like always. habit.

no message.

no good morning text. no dumb meme. no sarcastic voice note. nothing.

he waited all through training. checked during water breaks. nothing. his chest ached, and he couldn’t shake it. even carlo noticed.

“everything okay, jude?”

“yeah. all good.”

lie.

after training, he didn’t even change. just drove. straight to your place. every light turned red. every second crawled.

he knocked on your door, heart in his throat. you opened it in sweats, hair messy, eyes tired. surprised.

“jude?”

he didn’t wait.

“i’m sorry.”

“for what?” you crossed your arms.

“for saying what i said. for calling you a distraction. you’re not. you never were.”

you stayed silent.

he took a breath.

“i was scared, alright? i’ve spent so long convincing myself that i can’t have anything else — can’t feel anything else — because i’m so focused on football. and then you came onto that pitch and it just… it felt right. you felt right. and that scared the hell out of me.”

he stepped closer, eyes never leaving yours.

“you’ve always been more than just my best friend. but if i let myself admit that, i didn’t know how to go back. i didn’t want to ruin us.”

you swallowed hard.

“so you’d rather push me away?”

“no. not anymore.”

he reached out, gently taking your hand.

“i don’t care what anyone says. i don’t care about the press or the speculation. i care about you. and if i have to choose between being married to the game or… waking up to your stupid good morning texts again, i’m choosing you. every time.”

your lip quirked.

“you’re dramatic.”

he laughed, soft and boyish and hopeful.

“only for you.”

you pulled him inside.

and when he kissed you, it wasn’t perfect — it was messy and overdue and full of everything that had been buried for years. but it was real.

and jude finally realized:

he could still be married to the game.

but you?

you were home.

[antisextrade]

How to Talk to Your Kids About Porn and Restrict Their Access to It

In an age where access to explicit content is just a click away, addressing the topic of pornography becomes increasingly crucial. However, I've noticed that many parents struggle with how to broach the subject effectively while also implementing measures to safeguard their children's online experiences. Here is a practical guide I've put together on how to start the conversation about porn with your kids and restrict their access to it:

Start Early:

A Common Sense Media survey found that the average age at which most children are exposed to pornography is 12 years old; 15% first saw pornography when they were 10 years old or younger. So, start the conversation early and keep it age appropriate. You can always expand upon it as they grow older.

Educate and Create an Open Environment:

Empower your kids by educating them in an honest and ongoing conversation about the harms of porn. Encourage your children to ask questions and express their thoughts and concerns without fear of judgment. Let them know that they can come to you with any worries or uncertainties they may have about what they see online.

To help facilitate these conversations, consider using this conversational blueprint on how to talk about porn with them or utilize resources such as Culture Reframed's free courses. These courses provide parents with valuable knowledge, skills, and confidence to discuss the role of pornography in today's culture with young people. They emphasize the importance of explaining to children why and how pornography can be harmful, while reinforcing the message that they should never feel pressured to engage in any intimate activity that makes them feel uncomfortable, ashamed, or frightened.

Alternatively consider reading "How to Talk to Your Kids about Pornography" by Dina Alexander, Amanda Scott and Jenny Web or the free guide "How to Talk to Kids About Pornography" by Defend Young Minds.

Additionally, show your child the porn critical documentary miniseries "Brain, Heart, World," consisting of three episodes aimed to be an educational resource for those in middle school and older.

Use Technology Safeguards:

Utilize parental control software, hardware, internet filters and built-in mobile and tablet settings to restrict access to inappropriate websites (and social media if you want to go further). Familiarize yourself with the privacy settings of the devices and platforms your child uses, and regularly monitor their online activity.

Restrict access to mobile and tablet: Both mobile phones and tablets have built-in settings to restrict access to adult websites, including pornographic websites. One can either set up such restrictions from the parent’s mobile (family group) or on the child’s mobile and tablet directly. To do this:

Apple mobile phones and tablets:

On the child’s device: Go to settings. Select Screen Time. Select this is my device, or your child’s device. Choose Content and Privacy. Select Content Restrictions. Select Online Content and Restrict Adult Websites.

From your device: First, you need to create your own Apple ID for kids (your child must be signed in to the mobile or tablet with this account). Enter Screen Time. Select your child. Choose Content and Privacy. Enter a code. Select Content Restrictions. Select Online Content and Restrict Adult Websites.

Android mobile phones and tablets:

On your child’s device: Go to the browser with this link here and turn on “secure search.” Read more about this here. Remember that children can turn this on and off unless you use the option below.

From your device: First, create a Google Account for each of the children younger than 13 (your child must be signed in to their mobile or tablet with this account). Install the “family link” app. Open the app. Find your child’s name in the app. Select Manage Settings. Select Google Chrome. Select Try to Block Websites That Aren’t Child-Friendly. Also, select Safe Search inside Google Search in the Family Link app.

Install software: These programs (apps) can give parents a lot of control. Many of them require paid subscriptions, although some have free trials.

Explore options based on your family's budget and needs**.** Here are some examples: Bark, Relay, Raise, Gabb, Canopy, Pinwheel, Net Nanny, MobiCrip, Qustodio, OurPact.

Review the settings**.** Try out free trials from reputable companies to get a sense of what they offer. Options can range from blocking certain websites (not just porn) to getting alerts if your child uses specific search terms. Look for programs that work with your devices and feel manageable to you.

Go the hardware route: Hardware can let you monitor every device on the Wi-Fi network in your home. Like parental control software, many include paid subscriptions. They don't cover children's devices when they connect to other networks, like at a friend's house or out in public.

Determine your existing setup. Your internet router may already have built-in filtering services you might not have explored yet. Open the network icon on your main computer to see whether it has anything that looks like parental controls. Get more instructions on how to do this.

Check out the available products. Look for products that work with your network router. Circle Home Plus and Gryphon are popular with families. If you're buying a new router, search for one with advanced features and parental controls.

Select which devices you want to monitor. The big advantage of router filters is that you can choose specific devices. You may not want to monitor your own devices, unless there's a chance your child will use them.

Ask your internet service provider (ISP): Depending on your service, these settings can apply to TV channels as well as the internet. These programs may cost money. Check the website or call your ISP. See if your internet company offers parental controls, content filters, or other screen-time features. These can effectively limit exposure to pornography.

Monitor and Supervise:

Stay involved in your child's online activities by monitoring their browsing history and social media interactions. Encourage open communication about what they encounter online and address any concerning content together.

Know How Kids Can Bypass Restrictions and How to Restrict Them:

The technical bypass commonly used by children is Virtual Private Network (VPN). These solutions allow a child to create their own connection to the outside world, which in turn allows them to bypass any controls that might exist on the network. The most effective approach is to restrict your children's ability to install and uninstall applications on their mobile or notebook devices. This can be accomplished with the above discussed parental control apps and the mobile phones and tablets built-in settings.

However, keep in mind that small children or those who are not very internet-savvy often don't even know how to use a VPN.

Lead by Example:

Be a positive role model by demonstrating healthy internet habits and respectful online behavior. Show your children how to navigate the digital world responsibly and respectfully interact with others online.

Advice Other Parents:

Consider sharing your experiences and strategies with other parents. By opening up about your own journey in discussing pornography with your children and implementing restrictions, you can provide valuable insights and support to fellow parents facing similar challenges. This will also ensure that your children won't be able to access porn on their friends' devices.

By initiating open, honest conversations and implementing practical measures to restrict access to porn, you can empower your children to navigate the online world safely and responsibly.

[cheriewoo]

Switch Me Up Like Nintendo | Jeong Yunho ☆

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☆ Day 09 : Riling Up, Public Sex

↬ [ Synopsis ] : Riling Yunho up has its dangerous consequences, but you can't resist the thrill, especially when you know his rewards will leave you craving more. Angry Yunho = GodMode unclocked!

Word Count : 2.1k Genre : Smut, Gamer Au. Pairing : GammerBF! Yunho x GamerGF! Reader

WARNINGS : Established relationship, riling up, angst, dom/sub undertones, soft dom! Yunho, unprotected sex (don’t do it kids, wrap it up), internet cafe public sex, praise, pet names, size kink (its Yunho, so ofc).

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☆☆☆ NOTE : Day 09 is here with our fav puppy boy, Yunho. ma chéries, I enjoyed writing this so much, hope you love it darlings.☆

Yunho isn't usually a sore loser when playing video games,well, maybe just a little. But repeatedly losing can test anyone's patience, and if you had a hand in his defeat, it's bound to become a problem. A problem you're more than happy to endure, especially when it comes to facing the consequences.

An intense match of Valorant is unfolded between San and Yunho, but with a twist—it's a blindfolded battle. One player is blindfolded while their teammate guides them to take down the opponent and secure a kill. The first team to reach 10 kills wins the match.

It’s you and San versus Yunho and Yuna, and let’s just say your guiding skills are a little too effective, enabling San to successfully kill Yunho every single time. After all, you didn’t reach Immortal rank for nothing.

The first two kills were a breeze, Yunho and Yuna weren’t quite prepared, as Yuna was still warming up to her role as Yunho's guide. Meanwhile, you and San, having played countless matches together, secured easy kills. Yunho wasn’t too bothered at this point, after all, it wasn’t the end of the match yet.

But then came the next five kills. In a flash, you directed San through a series of crazy, sneaky attacks from ridiculously clean headshots, one-tap kills, and to even a jaw-dropping knife kill that sent the crowd into a chorus of cheers. The score was now 7-0, and let’s just say Yunho's patience was wearing thin.The whole internet cafe erupted with cheers as you looked around for familiar faces of your freinds as Wooyoung, Hongjoong and Jongho’s face came into sight.

The match was intense, the tension in the room thick. Yunho was laser-focused, determined to turn things around, while Yuna, now fully in sync with him, guided his every move. But even with San blindfolded, you were in control, leading him with precision, knowing exactly how to push Yunho’s buttons.

“San, let’s take our time… no need to rush. We want to savor every moment before we finish them off.” you whispered, just loud enough for Yunho to hear. The tease in your voice was unmistakable. You heard him let out a low groan, oh…music to your ears. Riling him up slowly and steadily was exactly how you enjoyed it.

With the score at 9-0, you couldn’t help but smirk. You knew exactly what you were doing. Each time San landed a perfect headshot or a sneaky kill, you could see Yunho’s frustration building.

“Sannie, let’s get in close, really close… I want them to feel our every move.” you said, your smirk evident in your voice, a smirk Yunho could almost picture behind his blindfold, one he was eager to wipe away.

It wasn’t just about winning anymore, it was about making him squirm and enjoying the way you were getting under his skin, after all that is when you gonna get your sweet reward, as an angry and frustrated Yunho is a sight to behold. And when he fucks you crazy with your eyes rolled back as he devours you with wet kisses, choking you with the perfect amount of force, a point where pain turns into ecstatic pleasure while overstimulating the heck out you yet not letting you cum.

But as much as you enjoyed riling Yunho up, you didn’t want him to leave completely defeated. There’s a fine line between being playful and harsh. So, as the next round started, you decided to give him a chance.

“San, hold on a moment” you said, your voice carrying a hint of concern. You paused deliberately, giving Yunho and Yuna a chance to catch up. With Yuna’s guidance, Yunho managed to slip through and land a shot on San, finally getting a kill.

The score changed to 9-1, and Yunho’s face lit up with a mix of triumph and something else, he knew what you were doing. Despite being blindfolded, he shot you a playful glare and said, “I’ll be keeping this in mind for later.” His frustration turned into a competitive grin. You’d given him a small win, but it was clear he was plotting his own revenge, a sweet revenge at that.

In the final round, you decided it was time to end the match. With San blindfolded, you guided him with intense focus, directing his every move with precision.

“I love how you follow my every command, San. Now, let’s show them how perfectly we work together.” you said, earning a confident “Fuck yeah! lets finish them off” from San.

“I see you’ve got quite the skill. Maybe I’ll need to have a closer look at your talents later.” Yunho teased, his voice laced with playful intrigue. While his mind was fully focused on the game, his body ached to get up and take you right then and there. The crowd’s noise faded into the background as his thoughts were consumed by you and your sweet voice guiding San, effortlessly overshadowing Yuna’s commands.

“We’re not done yet. Let’s see if you can really finish this.” Yuna shouted, bringing Yunho back to his senses. He tried to focus on the match as much as he could, but despite his efforts, he struggled to keep up.

The tension built as you carefully led San into position, like a predator waiting for the prey you were up with a perfect shot lined up for Yunho - Yuna.

In a dramatic climax, San took a deep breath and landed a flawless single headshot, securing the final kill. The match ended with a thrilling 10-1 victory.

The room erupted in cheers as Yunho and San removed their blindfolds.

San enveloped you in a warm, bone-crushing hug, which barely went unnoticed by Yunho as he thanked Yuna for her guidance. As Yunho made his way toward you and San, his eyes were fixed on yours, a mix of challenge and affection in his gaze. San and Yunho exchanged their usual fist bump and hug, as they always did after game nights.

You’d won the game, but you knew the real victory was yet to come later, when it was just the two of you, and Yunho had the chance to get his sweet revenge for all the teasing you’d put him through.

But for now, you basked in the victory, knowing you’d managed to rile him up just the way you wanted.

—

The party was in full swing as the internet cafe you competed with Yunho celebrated its seven-year anniversary, unaware of the real celebration occurring behind the closed doors of Minho’s office, the owner of the cafe. Music blared at full volume while you and Yunho’s friends danced the night away, sipping on their bottles of soju, completely oblivious to the rhythm in which Yunho was moving his long, hard length against your aching core.

Yunho’s lips moved in perfect sync with yours as his length rubbed in a precise back-and-forth motion against your throbbing core, sweet juices leaking in his wake. Your legs wrapped around his waist, your back pressed firmly against the wall, clothes discarded in some dark corner of the room.

“Yuyu… I-I can’t… I nee-need you,” you stammered, barely able to form a coherent sentence as his slow, delicious movements against your aching core clouded your mind. “Too much,” you whimpered, a soft cry escaping your lips. Yunho’s mouth nibbled on your earlobe, making you squirm, your cries muffled by the loud music outside.

“Too much? That’s cute, baby. Didn’t you say something about savoring the moment to San earlier?” he teased, biting your earlobe and earning a sharp yelp from you. “That’s exactly what I’m doing—savoring you bit by bit,” he chuckled, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“Yunho, I—” you tried to protest, but his pace increased, the friction intensifying as he moved back and forth faster, making your toes curl. Soft, desperate moans escaped your lips like prayers, as if calling for angels.

“Speechless already, baby?” he mocked, pulling his head back to touch foreheads with you, savoring every expression on your face. Your eyes were tightly shut, cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and your lips, still swollen from the earlier kiss, were now caught between your teeth as you bit down to control the sounds of pleasure his movements brought you. The sight of you—lost in the moment—was almost enough to finish him, but he decided to drag this out just a little longer.

“Tell me what you want, and maybe I’ll give it to you, pretty,” he asked, offering a flicker of hope that he’d finally give in. But then he added with a teasing grin, “Just like you gave me one chance.”

“I want you, Yunho… buried deep inside me, so deep I’m seeing angels,” you panted, your voice trembling with desperation. “F-fuck me harder than ever before. Make my legs give out, make me go completely dumb. I don’t care; just please, make me cum already. I need you more than I need to breathe.”

Your words tumbled out in a messy, breathless rush, a plea so raw it felt like you were confessing your deepest desires. Yunho’s low chuckle sent shivers down your spine as he gripped your waist tighter, teasingly brushing his lips against your ear.

“You’re something else, you know that?” he whispered, voice full of amusement, but his gaze was anything but playful. "I'll give you everything you're begging for... and more." With that, his teasing finally came to an end.

Lining himself up perfectly at your dripping entrance, Yunho slowly pushed in, his thick tip stretching you inch by inch. The sharp sting quickly melted into pure pleasure as you struggled to adjust to his monstrous size. No matter how many times Yunho had fucked you, it was always a challenge for your small body to take him, especially when he was angry. But that never stopped you from teasing him, pushing his buttons whenever you could.

Your nails dug into his back as waves of pleasure shot through your body, your walls gripping him tightly as he bottomed out inside you. Yunho’s mind short-circuited at how tight you were, like it was the first time all over again, no matter how often he took you.

“You’re so big, Yuyu,” you whined, your voice trembling. “I might break apart.” His slow, deliberate movements inside you were torturous, teasing you to the brink, but you could feel the anticipation building for what was coming next.

“Keep up, babygirl,” he groaned, his breath hot against your neck as you clenched even tighter around him. “You’re taking me so well... I might just lose it and empty myself deep inside you.” His voice was thick with lust, wanting to completely mess you up.

As Yunho’s pace quickened, each thrust grew harder and deeper, sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. His fast rhythm made your mind hazy, every movement driving you closer to the edge, while his lips left soft kisses along your shoulder.

“You take me so well, baby,” he groaned, his breath hot against your skin. “I can feel you trembling.” He pressed another kiss to your shoulder.

You could barely form words, your body already teetering on the edge, each thrust pulling you closer to the breaking point. “Y-Yunho, I’m gonna—”

“Not yet,” he growled, pulling back slightly before driving in even deeper. His hips snapped against yours, sending tremors through your entire body. “I want to feel you cum around me, baby. Give me a taste, won’t you?”

The intensity of his words overwhelmed you, pushing you right to the edge. His deep, rhythmic thrusts filled you perfectly, and with each stroke, your moans grew louder, your body unable to resist any longer.

“Now, baby,” Yunho whispered, his voice laced with satisfaction. That was all it took for you to fall apart, the tension inside you unraveling in waves as you cried out his name, your release crashing down hard.

Feeling you clench tightly around him, Yunho groaned deeply, his movements growing more erratic until he thrust one final time, releasing inside you. Good thing you were on birth control, because with how intense it was, this day you would’ve definitely ended up pregnant with his baby. You both stayed still for a moment, breathing heavily as the aftershocks of pleasure slowly faded away.

After a while, you both made your way out of Minho’s office, fully dressed and somewhat recovered from the intense make-out session.

You rejoined your friends, continuing the party as if nothing had happened in that room, like you two had never played your own intimate game of switching moods like a Nintendo console, moving up, down, left, and right, enjoying each other's pleasures.

~ ~ Chérie ☆ signin’ off

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