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[BAD DECISION #61] Jinxing It

warnings: (1) mention of toe socks, chess talk, showers, a lil bit of titty luvin, lots of kisses, oral (f&m), fingering, ass play (m), whimpery koo <3, a lil cum swapping, the starluvrs are v cute!!! lots of lil clues and hints about upcoming chapters!!

a/n: there's an authors note over on a03 so I'll you spare you my nonsense! but hi, welcome back!! sorry for the wait on this one <33 if you're only just discovering bd, hello---this is part of an on-going story and includes an established relationship, to be read in context with the rest of the story, it's not a oneshot ^^. for kofi subs, there'll be a BD 62 teaser in a few hours!

wc: 13.7K

bd total wc: 560k (ongoing)

AO3 | MASTERLIST | MINORS DNI

Life dissolves with Jeongguk. Days merge into one. 

Like a tablet in water, or stardust into the atmosphere, time melts.

So does Jeongguk, though. He sinks into the bliss with you. Crumbles. Collapses. You’d go as far to say he turns into a supernova, like stars often do when they collapse. 

He lets himself merge into a shared identity that he’s certain isn’t normal of such a fledgling relationship.

Two weeks from the auction, and days have rolled on by without much fuss. Deals have been finalised on winning bids, and Jeongguk’s had meetings with realtors, Yoongi by his side every step of the way. Everything has happened without much thought. Life has just been accepted; new plans and opportunities integrated into the trajectory you’re on. No meteors to throw you off course nor cosmic calamities to falter your future.

Your name is on the interview list for Shinwon’s position, and Jeongguk’s due to be accepting the keys for the building tomorrow. Everything is as it should be.

It’s terrifying, in a way. 

You spent so long fearing the rug being swept from beneath your feet, but with Jeongguk’s help, carpets have been laid. They’re not budging.

And nor is he as he sits across from you, legs crossed, his chessboard keeping you apart. It’s a rarity to be on his bed not wrapped up in one another—but he’s almost as serious about chess as he is about you. Almost .

“You know what to do,” he grins, adamant that his crash course in the game was easy to follow. In reality, he’d moved a few pieces, said a few words, and promised with a smile that you’d be able to beat him. 

His belief in you is sweet, but entirely misplaced. You’ve not made a single move without his gentle encouragement, most times resulting in you giving the match up on a silver platter. 

The correct terminology evades you, and so do the rules. An app sits on your phone unused, a subscription running up a small fortune from a membership never used. It was set up back in the early days of knowing Jeongguk. You swore one day you’d be able to beat him—but life got busy, and quite frankly, chess is not your chosen way to unwind.

But spending time with Jeongguk is, and so you’ll take him in any capacity you can have him.

“Which one should I move?” You pout, utterly transfixed on the chess pieces. There’s a bewildered panic to your expression, brows furrowed over your glittery eyes, hand hovering to and fro over your side of the board.

You single in on the bishop. Look his way with hopeful, wide eyes. He shakes his head.

“Diagonals only,” he reminds you of how bishops move, at which point you realise it’s blocked in by pawns. Your hand moves to one of them, and he shrugs. “I mean… you can .”

“But should I?”

“You wanna capture the king,” he says, reaching across to dictate your movements. He secures your grip on the pawn, and gently pushes it up a single square to free the bishop’s pathway. “Shift this one up, just one space. Clear the diagonal if you want to move the bishop.”

You do as he says, putting the pawn back in its original position so that you can be the one to place it. Slowly, you repeat his instructions, pushing the pawn up the board while Jeongguk nods. 

And then he grins in such a way that you just know you're about to curse him out.

He lifts his strategically placed knight. Knocks your freshly moved pawn. Claims the tile as his own.

“Rule number one,” He smirks, lip ring flipping in the corner of his pretty little mouth. “Never trust your opponent.”

“Dude, what the fuck,” you whine, looking at him with a faux sense of hurt and a very believable pout. “You’re my boyfriend . You’re supposed to help .”

“No moaning,” he dismisses your stropping, knowing he’s lost brownie points for his deception. He also knows he’ll earn your favour back soon enough, so whatever. “Now, what's your next move, baby? Go on.”

You study the board, and assess how different the opposing sides look. 

This time, he’s going easy on you. Kind of. You’ve almost exclusively been guided by him for the last half an hour, over a string of short games, all of which have ended with your very quick and immediate defeat. 

Jeongguk is too competitive for his own good. Jimin never wants to play against him, ‘cause he knows he’ll lose, too.

This is an indulgence for Jeongguk. He ought not to waste the opportunity—or worse yet, convince you never to play against him again.

He likes the idea of chess being an heirloom; the kind of skill he’ll teach his kids in the future. It’s integral to the very depths of his brain—how he works, and how his logical mind can jump and switch sometimes at the flick of a button—yet he rarely shares it with anyone else.

It’s only apt that you’d get an all-access pass.

Hovering over your now-free bishop, you narrow your eyes as you glance towards him. 

He nods. 

And so you move a pawn instead.

“I don’t trust you,” you tell him, because he told you not to. In a way, you are trusting him—just trusting that he’s a bullshitter. 

What you don’t realise is that you’ve just moved the very pawn that’s been protecting your King, and preventing Jeongguk from getting an easy win.

“B,” he sighs, looking helplessly at the move you just made. 

He couldn’t love you any more if he tried, but— fuck —he’ll never understand your brain.

“What?!”

He picks up his queen. Places it diagonally across from your exposed King. There’s nowhere for your King to go, other than in the direct line of his queen. He’s gone and fuckin’ done it again.

Check. 

Mate .

Groaning, you realise what's happening and flop down onto your back. Your brain is fried. There's no way Jeongguk actually enjoys this. 

"Not again," you whine, pretending to sob a little as you look up at Jeongguk's ceiling. It's without birds these days, but there are a few rogue strips of tape that remind you of your history within these four walls.

"B," Jeongguk laughs, clambering around the board to flop down with you. His arm rests over your tummy as his face aligns with yours. Might not have any birds above you, but the way you melt into his touch is just as deadly as it was the first time. You'll scorch a hole through his sheets with even the most innocent of encounters. His lips are a little pouty, smirk prevailing as he teases, "What did I tell you, huh? Protect your king."

"I tried!" You insist, your over-dramatic, distressed expression far too cute for him to care about playing anymore. He enjoys chess, but he enjoys you more.

"You left him wide open for me to take!"

"You could have gone easy on me!"

"I was!" He defends with a laugh, adamant that he could have taken you out in, like, two moves if he really wanted. "I swear you didn't listen to a single thing I told you—"

"I did! Listening to you is how you got that stupid pawn in the first place," you huff, putting your hand against the bottom of his throat to stop him from getting any closer. He doesn't deserve niceties in times like this.

He'd argue that the feeling of your sharp nails against his throat is incredibly nice.

He ignores your moaning. "I'll make you a deal."

"Go on."

"Strip chess."

"Pervert."

"For every move you make, I'll take an item of clothing off," he suggests with a glint in those starry eyes of his, ignoring your remark.

You assess the situation. Mentally make a checklist of his clothes. Sweats, a shirt, a (toe)sock on either foot, and underwear — that's only five moves, but then again, Jeongguk normally has your king trapped by that point.

"I think you're just trying to get me naked."

"I'm always trying to get you naked, B," he shrugs into his sheets, before tearing himself away and getting back into position on the opposite side of the board. "So are you gonna make it a challenge or not?"

"What happens if I take out one of your pieces?"

"If you do that," he hums, as if he's contemplating it. "I'll let you do that goddamn paper plane you wanna try out so bad."

Instantly, you sit up, like a puppy with a treat being teased in front of its snout. Your eyes are wide, smile incredulous. 

It's been a while since Jeongguk made those paper planes in your bedroom. Only one has ever been done, and quite frankly, you think it might have been the catalyst to your friendship's demise, because how you could ever go back to 'just friends' afterwards was beyond you. 

It's not like you didn't try to remain totally neutral about cock warming with him, but the way your heart swells whenever you do it now just goes to show how your bodies were made for one another. Like a turning of tides, or the cyclical rising and falling of the sun to make way for the moon, it's just as nature intended. He was made for you, and you him.

With a glint in your eye, you lean over to the chess board and swipe up one of his pawns at random. With a gasp, and a smile twitching at your lips, you exclaim, "Oh look! I won!"

"B," he laughs, but your expression remains entirely serious despite the light nature of it all.

"Lemme fuck your ass," You grin now, pleading ever so softly. "A deal is a deal."

"You didn't win."

"Says who?"

"Anyone who has ever played chess?"

"I've played, and I think I won. C'mon," you grin, positioning yourself on his lap. The chess piece is still in your hands as you lean down to nudge your nose up against his. "Face down, ass up for me, baby."

"You're in my way," he says.

"You could throw me across the room if you wanted to. I'm not stopping you."

"And I'm not throwing you across the room."

"Please," you pathetically beg.

"You really it want it, don't you?" He grins against your lips. "Huh?"

"Just wanna make you feel good."

"You always make me feel good," Jeongguk whispers, quietly deflecting the real reason why he hasn't let you do it yet. 

Truth be told, Jeongguk is a little scared. 

While yes, he's always been curious about pegging, he's never taken it that far before. Has never had the tools, shall we say, to explore by himself, and none of his exes or flings ever seemed too interested in it.

He wants it. Wants it with you. Just doesn't know how he'll react. Doesn't know what his body will do. Worries that things will take a turn for the worse and that you'll be so repulsed by him that you'll never want to have sex with him again, or that maybe he'll like it too much and that it'll be all he ever wants and it'd ruin just how good things are at the moment. 

His thoughts distract him as your lips press feathery kisses against the thick column of his neck. Something about you, and how delicate you can be, just makes him melt into your touch. His hands come to clutch your hair, a pretty little smile forming on his lips. 

"You don't have to do this," he quietly says, nails lightly scratching at your scalp. Your lips graze against his skin, before he gently pulls you back by the root of your hair. The sensation makes you want him even more than you already do. There's a love-drunk look of lust to your darling eyes, all glittery like they so often are as you look at him. 

Reaching to cup his jaw, you marvel at how a man who looks like him can be as tender as he is. The world would give him permission to break hearts, if he wanted it, but he doesn't. All he seems to want is to adore, and be adored in return—and how lucky you are to be on the receiving end of it.

A slight guilt settles in your stomach. You know he'd give you the world if you asked for it, but he isn't giving you this. 

"I'm only teasing," you tell him, which isn't strictly true. You do wanna do it, but your incessant begging is what you're joking about. It's not like you'll die if you can't fuck his ass (maybe). "I'll respectfully stay out of your ass unless requested otherwise."

He shakes his head. Laughs. Kisses you, 'cause he just can't help himself, then pulls you down into the sheets with him. "I give it a day until you're asking again."

Secretly, he wants you to ask again. It doesn't feel like pressure. Feels like validation; as if you want this even more than he does.

The thing is, you can't say no to a challenge. "Wanna bet?"

No. 

But he can't resist either. "You're on."

Yoongi stands with his shoulders pressed to glass front door, keys looped on his fingers. The streets in this area are always quiet until the evening, minor hustle and bustle from delivery drivers dropping off stock to businesses down the alley disturbing the peace. 

A small hotteok stall sits lopsided, supported by the building's exterior wall, red tarpaulin covering it from the weather and any inquisitive eyes. An elderly man runs it during the weekends, but for the rest of the week, it sits derelict. It's an eyesore, to say the least. Not the kind of thing that screams 'hot new restaurant' to anyone walking by.

It's as Yoongi's contemplating how to solve this problem, figuring the stallhand probably had an agreement with the previous owners, when Jeongguk comes into his line of vision. He tweaks a brow in Jeongguk's direction, almost as if to ask: what time do you call this?

Jeongguk's right on time. It's not a minute past twelve, which is exactly the time Yoongi told him to arrive. 

Sale finalised, paperwork complete, Yoongi got given the keys this morning. It's a done deal. The building is his, and in turn, the restaurant is Jeongguk’s. 

Despite his nonchalance, when Yoongi sees Jeongguk grin, he can't help but smile too.

"Shut up," Yoongi tells him. "We're serious businessmen. Don't get giggly with me."

"I'm not!" Jeongguk laughs, hands up in defence, until Yoongi puts his own hand out for Jeongguk to shake. Naturally, Jeongguk uses Yoongi's hand to pull him in for a hug instead. Patting his back, Jeongguk is almost fighting the urge to cry. He's waited so long for this. Worked so hard. Doesn't think any of it would be possible without Yoongi, but Yoongi would disagree.

"You better make the best fuckin' samgyeopsal this city has ever seen," Yoongi threatens with all the love in the world, breaking from the hug. Passing over the keys, he nods towards the doors. "Do us the honours."

Yoongi is fatherly in the way he never takes the glory for himself. Will be the kind of dad to build a lego castle and let his kid put the flag in place at the end of his labour. 

Jeongguk doesn't mention it, but he's noticed the way Seoyeon has been the designated driver for the past few weeks; how she didn't drink at auction, and how Yoongi's been even more attentive than he usually is. 

Could be nothing at all. Could just be a change in the weather.

But it could mean everything, and Jeongguk knows better than to intrude before being welcomed in on the news. 

Pushing the key into the lock, Jeongguk is quietly enamoured with the fact the premises has a lock and key instead of the typical keypad locks that are usually in place. The metal grates against itself as he twists the lock open, and pushes the door open. 

There's a separate side entrance for access to the upper floors. 

The floors Jeongguk intends to be the restaurant already have a connecting staircase towards the back of the room, which will make it infinitely easier for staying out of Yoongi's hair whenever he's in the workshop.

In the light of day, the furniture from the previous owners now removed, it's so much easier for Jeongguk to envisage how everything will look; where the signage will hang, where the bar will go, and, most importantly, where the disco balls will hang.

"It's really happening," he exhales, as if he hadn't realised it at any earlier stage in the process.

Yoongi doesn't berate him. Instead, he takes a deep breath, too. Nods. "It's really happening."

Though he smiles, Jeongguk wishes he had a hand to hold as tightly as his lips press together. Wishes you were here. Knows you're busy with work, making up hours to account for the fact you'll have some time off at the end of the week for your interview at the Ryu.

Why you need an interview is beyond him. He thinks they're being ridiculous. Thinks that even entertaining the idea of hiring someone else is an insult. Got so wound up about it, ranting to Jimin while he was making dinner, that he burned his sauce a couple of nights ago. Is now on a talking while cooking ban. Jimin says Jeongguk can't be trusted to multitask. Jeongguk says Jimin is a little prick.

The day is lost to making plans; sketches drawn up on Jeongguk's ipad, discussions with Yoongi about how to go about getting liscences for the premises, and back and forth over what should be done with the top two floors.

The idea of Taehyung using the fourth floor as a studio is considered, but both of them know how much he adores his current place. 

"Think he'd live there, if he could," Yoongi muses picking up a slice of napjak mandu with his chopsticks, dipping it into the tteokbokki sauce. They'd ordered from the place near his current workshop, and it makes him lament the idea of leaving it behind. 

Perhaps he can keep them both. Use the smaller space as his own little sanctuary, and the third floor here as his public-facing premises. Might be a bit of a waste, but if he can afford the rent, then why not?

"Tell you what," Yoongi hums as he swallows down his food. "If you don't add something like this to the menu, I'm kicking you out."

"I'll put it on the secret menu," Jeongguk offers, knowing that it definitely won't be what he offers to punters. He makes a mean tteokbokki, but it doesn't fit the vision of what he wants for this place. "Well, what about Jimin? He could start up his own interior place, if he wants. He's got the money for it, and I know the office he's in at the moment has been stifling him. Lost out on, like, three big commissions in the last quarter because the boss went with some other prick's ideas. Jimin's wasted there."

Yoongi hums in agreement as he swallows down his food. "We could always get him to help out with the design of this place. I reckon he knows all the tricks for good energy."

Nodding, Jeongguk laughs. Picks up another rice cake and chows down on it as he adds, "Should have seen him when we moved into our current place. Man had a compass out to align a sofa with the right energy."

"Sounds about right," Yoongi grins, resting his chopsticks back down against the edge of the bowl. "Well, what about your missus, then? Would she want gallery space? Somewhere for curation?"

Jeongguk chokes on his rice cake, and it's not because of the spice. 

"She's not my missus—" he corrects, but then decides he doesn't want to "—at least, not yet. And she's got a big interview with The Ryu this week. I'm not sure opening her own gallery is on her agenda, but I can put the feelers out—and like… I don't know. Wouldn't it be a bit much? We spend so much time together, already. She'd get sick of me if I was working two floors below."

"Would you get sick of her?"

"Don't be stupid. No."

"Exactly," Yoongi says as if it's obvious—which, in all fairness, he thinks it is. "The pair of you are in a perpetual honeymoon phase."

Jeongguk shakes his head, as if he isn't beaming. "Shut up. Just got a good thing going—and hey, you're hardly one to talk. How's Seoyeon?"

"Good, yeah," Yoongi nods, but doesn't divulge any further. As much as Jeongguk is dying to ask, he holds back. "She wants you all round for dinner soon, so expect an invite in the group chat."

"For any reason?" Jeongguk baits Yoongi, cause he just can't help himself.

Unlucky for him, Yoongi is as stoic as can be. "You know Seo. She loves any excuse for a dinner party. Has started making her own pasta and I think she wants tasters."

"B makes a mean pasta," Jeongguk says, because his thoughts so often wind back to you, and he just can't help himself. "I'm sure she'll be buzzing to try Seoyeons."

A sense of pride washes over Yoongi's features. "Gah, when did you grow up, Jeongguk? Practically married, aren't you?"

Dismissive in how he shakes his head, Jeongguk can't help but let a bashful smile grow on his face. The soft lights overhead glimmer down him, putting those stars Jeongguk adores so much right back in his eyes. He'll never get rid of you. Will eternally carry the evidence of how utterly smitten he is.

Should you ever leave him, Jeongguk thinks he'd simply die of a broken heart. Wouldn't know how to walk if it weren't in the direction of you. Would stumble and fall until he inevitably wound up back at your door like a wounded puppy.

So perahps Yoongi is right. Maybe it would make sense to offer you the space—but you've got your own agenda. Your own dreams. Jeongguk can't just entrap you in his.

The thing is, once your shift is up, and you're heading to the restaurant premises to see Jeongguk, you can't help but feel like this is a dream come true for you. 

His ambition and drive have rubbed off on you; encouraged you up a career path you once thought was overgrown with thorns and rubble. Has shown you that all you need is a little bit of elbow grease and a pair of secateurs to go after what you want. 

It's dark by the time you arrive. Lights from the other establishments flood the streets, but the blinds are closed on the restaurant for a little privacy. A handwritten 'under new management' sign is taped to the front door in Jeongguk's signature penstroke. A little smiley face accents it; a show of how he feels, you presume. 

Pulling your phone from your back pocket, you dial through to him, 'cause you've no idea how to get in, nor if he's even actually there. The building is just on the way home from the art cafe, and you'd left Jeongguk's place that morning to a very smiley boyfriend instead of his usual 'don't go' pout, so you figure he's spent all day busy with exciting plans.

"Sorry, not interested," Jeongguk's voice purrs through the speaker, as if you're some kind of cold-calling saleswoman with nothing half-decent to offer him. 

"What if I told you I'm outside the restaurant and that I'm naked under my clothes?"

"Aren't we all naked under our clothes?"

"Just open the door," you grin down the phone as he comes into view through the glass doors. 

He's got the kind of look on his face that you'd expect: pouty lips with heavy-lidded eyes. Softening ever so slightly when he notices the bunch of wildflowers poking out from the tote bag you've got hooked over your shoulder, his eyes are incapable of ever hiding his true feelings. 

Mild confusion ( did someone get you flowers?) dismissed with easy understanding—they're from the stall he always buys you flowers from, so he knows you got them yourself.

It's very conflicting to adore you and to also want to fuck you into next Tuesday, but it garners you a gaze nobody else is ever lucky enough to receive from him. You cherish it. Think about it near-constantly whenever he's not by your side.

"You're a terrible saleswoman," he scolds so softly it feels like praise.

"And yet here you are, answering the door for me," you shrug with a knowing smile, sure that'd he take whatever you sold him. Would buy sand, water, air from you. Would let you swindle him. 

"And yet here I am."

Hanging up, you mouth 'open it' through the door, and he does as he's told—kind of.

Blocking the now half-open door, he childishly asks, "What's the password?"

"I love you?"

"Ew. Gross. Get a room. No."

"Fuck you.”

"Not the password either, but I'm more than willing."

"Ew. Gross," you imitate him, gagging a little for an extra immaturity. "Hmm… Byeol is the best?"

"Ddaeng."

"Jimin sucks?"

"Ddaeng… but I approve. Good guess."

"Gimme a hint."

"It's the name of the restaurant."

The confidence that comes with the restaurant being his now is nothing short of a miracle. He's so certain of everything these days, in a way he never was before—but why shouldn't he? He got the girl. Got the dream. There's nothing he can't do. Statistically, he's two for two. A winner by all counts. A gold medalist in his very own Olympics.

"You've never told me what you want to name it!" You protest with a whine, thinking he's being entirely unfair.

It's not like you haven't asked a million times over. He's just been keeping it underwraps. Was scared that speaking it into existence would jinx it. Would refuse with a coy grin, and assurance that he'd reveal it soon enough.

Truth be told, Jeongguk's gone back and forth over names. It's probably changed ten times since he's known you, but then you said something at the fundraising auction, and everything sort of clicked into place. 

A name was coined and it wouldn't stop embossing itself into Jeongguk's dreams; the branding, the signage, everything. A new vision of what he wanted spawned like lava onto a mountainside. You sparked a volcano he didn't even realise existed, and it's solidified into molten rock. 

"I'll cut you a deal," you offer, knowing that you'll never get it and he'll never ease. Shrugging your shoulder to gesture towards the bag, you begin your enticement. "I've got cold beer and hot burgers from that place you like down the road. They're all yours in you let me in—if not, I'm going home and Danbi will—"

"Say no more," Jeongguk pushes the door open and grabs your hand, pulling you into the vacant restaurant with him. The door clicks close behind you, and Jeongguk spins you around so that you're stood infront of him, facing the large room. Arms wrapping around your waist, Jeongguk rests his chin on your shoulder, gently pressing a kiss to your neck. "Welcome in."

It's a lot to take in all at once. The room stands empty, save for the camping chairs and table Yoongi and Jeongguk had coversed around earlier, Jeongguk's ipad resting on the table with a low battery warning on the dimly lit screen. There's paperwork scattered on the surface—old utilities letters that they were using to sort out the new bills—and a bag of trash tied up on the floor from their lunch.

"I don't smell burgers," Jeongguk mumbles against your neck.

"I was lying."

"You've no shame."

Turning your head, you let him raise his nose to yours, a feathery kiss greeting your lips. 

Whenever your doe-eyed boy greets you like this, you always feel a bit like snow white; as if a dozen tiny creatures will flock to you and bestow their love upon you.

It'd be fruitless, mind you, for none of them could even come close to how deeply Jeongguk adores you. He'd sit in the corner, jealous and bratty as they fawned over you. Would hate not being the object of your affection. Would strop until your focus was back on him.

"I'll order some," you promise, but Jeongguk shakes his head. 

"Won't be here much longer. We can pick some up on the way home."

"Sure?"

"Yeah, baby," he tenderly whispers, punctuating himself with a slightly firmer kiss, before pulling away from you. Walking into the middle of the room, he holds out his arms. Grins. "Welcome."

"It's a pleasure," you grin, freely stepping into the space now, looking around with awestruck eyes knowing that this is his . "Holy shit, Gguk."

"Yeah," he agrees with your sentiment. "Mad, innit?"

"Just a little."

When you think back to the Jeongguk you first met—the one who spent hours upon hours studying for his exams, all the while working at the bar of an admittedly shitty club—you can't help but feel overwhelmed with pride. He worked himself to the bone for his dreams. 

The space is large enough for Jeongguk to go wild with it. There's no end to his possibilities. He's got an arsenal of weapons in his back pocket in the form of his friends—Yoongi can fit the place out, Jimin can help with the design work, Taehyung can make a central art piece, and Namjoon can get it featured in the paper. Of course, he won't take advantage of his access to them, but knowing how willing his friends always are to help out, it's kind of like a no-brainer. He's got all the tools needed for success.

"And right here," he points up, standing in the middle of a square marked out with tape on the floor. It's large and in the centre of the room—the intended space for a central bar and banchan preparation spot, flipping the conventions of traditional barbecue places on their heads. Wants the food to quite literally be at the heart of the restaurant. "Is where the disco balls will be."

For a second, you think you miss-hear him, but the way his smiles grows when confronted with your confusion only proves you heard perfectly fine.

Sitting on one of the camping chairs Yoongi and Jeongguk had set up earlier, you've been watching him talk you through his vision for the place. It sounds incredible—just like him, but in restaurant version. 

"Is that not a health and safety hazard?" You giggle, desperate to get up and stand with him, but feeling the need to maintain distance. He's having his moment. He doesn't need a shared stage—and yet here he is, announcing that the very embodiment of you will be centre stage for the foreseeable. 

Jeongguk shrugs. "Haven't thought that far ahead. There's gonna be disco balls here whether they like it or not, though."

Realistically, if the health and safety inspectors tell him no disco balls, there'll be no disco balls—but he won't be happy about it. Will be pouty. You both know he's just being facetious, and that he'll comply with whatever is asked of him. 

"It's my restaurant, baby," he reminds you, holding out his hands, cause he wants you closer. Naturally, you do ass requested, and join him in his square. His arm slips around your waist, a kiss firmly being pressed to your forehead before your chin leans on his chest. Looking up at him, it's a wonder that you're able to have conversations that last more than a single back and forth. A miracle, even. "I can do what I want."

There's something so incredibly sexy about this cocksure arrogance. He's not the same guy you met back in the confines of Dionysus, and while you adored him back then, you adore him even more now.

"You're sexy when you talk business," you hum, as his hand dip a little further south to squeeze your ass. "Home?"

He nods, a pretty smile hanging off his lips. "Mine or yours?"

"Yours is closer," you tell him, pulling away, linking your fingers with his as you do so, dragging him with you. Hooking your bag up over your shoulder, you're reminded of the flowers. "Oh—these are for you, by the way."

Passing them over, you're not surprised by his confusion.

"For me?"

The bunch of wildflowers looked pretty big in your hands, but remarkably small in his. You have to make a considered effort to not groan. 

"Mhmm," you nod with a sweet smile. "A congratulations."

Jeongguk's head pushes back a little into his neck, shoulders broadening as his smile forms. He quickly tilts his head to the side and then back again in the way he often does whenever his brain is processing something new. 

"Never had flowers before."

"Nice, isn't it?" You grin, knowing that nothing beats fresh flowers when it comes to small pockets of expressed admiration. 

With a bashful nod, Jeongguk feels like he should feel emasculated, but can't quite work out the way he actually does feel. All he knows is that he likes it. And that he wants to get home. And that he wants you in his bed. Naked, preferably. 

His thoughts dart back and forth to the last time you were in his room. Gets him hot. Blushing. 

Thankfully, you don't seem to notice—or if you do, you don't mention it. Why would you? It's cute. 

"What time is your interview tomorrow?" Jeongguk asks as he makes sure the door is locked behind you both. 

"One in the afternoon," you reply with a certain nonchalance, as if you're unphased, which Jeongguk knows is absolute bullshit. "Hobes said he'll work my shift if I buy him a month's supply of Sprite, so I've got, like, 48 cans arriving tomorrow."

He would have done it for free, but he's a tough bargainer and you're just an easy sell when it comes to making the people you care about happy.

"His blood will turn into sprite," Jeongguk laughs, linking his hand with yours once more as you head down the road to the nearest subway entrance. "How are you feeling about it? We can practise interview questions later, if you like."

Shaking your head, you smile. "It'll just make me nervous, and at the moment, I'm pretty calm about things. Thank you, though."

"Well, if you change your mind," Jeongguk reinforces the offer, before you redirect the conversation and get him babbling about the restaurant—projected timelines, contractors, suppliers. There's so much to do, and yet it doesn't feel overwhelming in the slightest. Not yet, at least.

With a pit stop at the burger place as promised, the journey home is effortless. Intrinsic by this point. 

Shoes off by the door, Jimin is out for a company dinner, so it's just the pair of you.

"Has he spoken with you about Nabi, yet?" You ask as you grab some condiments from the kitchen, while Jeongguk fills a vase with water.

"God, no," Jeongguk laughs. "He used to tease me all the time about you, but now he can't even look me in the eyes 'cause he's worried I'll ask about it. Idiot."

"He used to tease you? About me?" You hum, a little smug at this little snippet of information. 

"You know what he's like," Jeongguk reminds you, 'cause it's not like you've ever been spared from Jimin's teasing. "Doesn't know how to not be irritating. Character flaw. Think he was born that way."

Despite his annoying tendencies, Jimin is adored by pretty much everyone he meets. Jeongguk doesn't say such things to be mean, but rather because he views him like a sibling. 

"If anyone knows how to handle him, it's Nabi," you muse, thinking back to Pohang. "He'd have driven me insane organising the Jilympics."

"Don't call it that," Jeongguk smiles at how ridiculous his best friend is. Delicately arranging the flowers, Jeongguk's sense of perfectionism comes out once more. "He's a little narcissist. He'll sense his ego being inflated from miles away, and then his head won't be able to fit through doors." Tweaking a yellow flower to move it more centrally, Jeongguk shakes his head. "And to think the first time you were in this apartment—"

"Shut up," you groan, not wanting to be reminded of it. "Everybody makes mistakes."

"Alright, Hannah Montana," Jeongguk teases you. "It's just kinda wild, isn't it? How everything has just worked itself out?"

"Don't," you say with a glint in your eye. "You'll jinx it."

Perhaps it's foolish—naive, even—but he doesn't think it's possible. Thinks that this is all set in stone. That your names have been etched on a cliffside somewhere, and that's where you'll remain forever more. 

He forgets that cliffs erode. That the weather is unpredictable, and life even more so. 

He's always been cautious. Reluctant of counting eggs.

But he’s hungry. Ravenous. The first at the dinner table, and the last to leave. Bites off more than he can chew. Chokes and splutters in the wake of it all, every single damn time.

It’s a flaw he’ll admit to having, but why can’t vices be virtues? Why can’t he be optimistic? Why shouldn’t he hope for the best? He spent so long living in a perpetual state of fear, and it never did him any good. Wasn’t until he started opening himself to the idea of things working out okay that they actually started heading in that direction.

“I’ll do no such thing,” he assures you, reaching for a pan to start with his second course. Again, he’s hungry in all aspects of the word. Hasn’t even had his burgers yet, but he’s a growing boy, or so he’d have you believe. Better to just get it cooked first, and save him the hassle of getting up again later. “You want some?”

He nods towards the empty saucepan, but doesn’t need to explain what he’s making. You know it’ll be instant bibimyeon.

“A little,” you nod, knowing that this relationship is gonna be terrible for your waistline. Opening up his fridge, you pull a can of soda from the fridge. Jeongguk doesn’t really ever buy soda, unlike you and your minor peach soda addiction, but take-out places always chuck a complimentary can of something in with your orders, so he’s got quite a stockpile now.

“You want a beer or something instead?” He asks, as he begins to prepare the instant noodles in the most embellished way he possibly can. Spices, sauces, you name it, he’s always adding something—and it’s always delicious. 

Cracking the can open, you set it down and swipe the camera of your phone up to snap a picture of him; to document him in his element. “Nah, it’s okay. Want a clear head for tomorrow.”

Jeongguk smiles, hearing the synthetic shutter of your phone clicking. “Obsessed.”

“So?” You grin, immediately swiping across to open up Instagram and preserve the moment on your story. “You love it.”

Though he doesn’t reply, he does look in your direction with a smile that would only confirm your words.

Together, you fall into a casual rhythm, you perched up on a barstool while he cooks. Conversation darts from A to B, Y to Z. There’s no topic of conversation too obscure nor taboo for you to realm into the depths of, but there’s also something comforting about how you can just natter about the weather, how he should get his hair cut, what’s on at the cinema. 

By the time he’s eaten and cleaned up the kitchen, you’re already in the shower. It’ll be an early night. You’ve both been working today, and both have important things to get done the next day. 

There’s no objection from you as he taps on the door and asks to come in. You hadn’t locked it deliberately. Jimin’s out, and even if he’d have come home, he’d have heard the shower going—or Jeongguk would have told him. There’s no real worry there.

“Been looking forward to this all day,” Jeongguk admits as he grabs his shirt by the nape of his neck, pulling it over his head in that boyish way he so often does. Neither of you really care about being naked—it’s a daily occurrence at this point—but seeing him get undressed makes your heart feel all jelly-like and void of structure. The chambers melt, and so do you. 

It’s not just attraction, but affection. Acknowledgement that he doesn’t mind being vulnerable with you. That the things humans do to renew themselves — eat, shower, sleep — are things he wants to do with you. He doesn’t want to be full if you’re hungry, sleep while you’re starved of rest, nor wash away the traces of you. Renewal without you just doesn’t make sense to him. 

“Me too,” you quietly say as he joins you. The water pitter-patters down on you both, his hair wetting before laying flat against his forehead. When his deft hands push it away, it always falls back. 

Instinctively, your arms wrap around his waist, his around your shoulders, the embrace akin to coming home. 

“We should both just quit our jobs and do this forever,” Jeongguk muses, almost sleepy in how he mumbles his words against the top of your head. 

“Someone’s gotta pay the water bill,” you smile against his bare chest.

“That’s why I live with Jimin,” Jeongguk replies, tone cheeky and warm. 

The smile on your face sweetly settles into something a little more neutral as you outwardly consider your own living situation. “Lease is up soon, yanno. Mine and Dans.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you nod, wet hair tangling over itself against his skin. He holds you just as tightly. “Haven’t started looking for new places, yet.”

“I’ve still got a few months left on mine,” Jeongguk says, pulling back to reposition the shower head. Just wants to hear you a little more clearly. “My bed is basically yours anyways.”

It doesn’t take a genius to work out what he’s insinuating—but it also doesn’t take a genius to know that it wouldn’t be the right thing for you both, yet. 

Your eyes are soft as you shake your head. “I’ve a whole apartment's worth of stuff, Gguk. I can’t just move into your room. Need my own space.”

He frowns, reaching for the shampoo. “You can. And I’ll even move my statues.”

“You mean your action figures?”

“Oh my god,” he groans, and then you’re giggling, and any negative thoughts Jeongguk could have about you saying ‘no’ dissolve into nothingness, like water running down the drain. He passes you over the shampoo once he’s gotten himself some, and adds, “People pay good money for a collection like mine.”

“You mean you spent a fuck ton of money on them?”

“We’ve all got our weaknesses,” he protests. “You’ve got so many clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever been into your room when there hasn’t been an avalanche of clothes on the chair, wardrobe and dressers bursting at seams—”

“Exactly,” You laugh. “Now imagine all of that in your room.”

He takes a second. Visualises it as he lathers up the foamy shampoo in his hair and almost hisses. “Yeah. You’re right. I take it back. Get your own place.”

Rolling your eyes, you flick a little water in his direction, as if it makes a difference. 

He grins, teeth on show, lip ring doing the thing that just makes you melt. 

“See,” you grin right back. “I’m always right.”

The rest of your shower is littered with dumb conversations and stolen kisses between shampoo rinses. In fact, it’s how the rest of the evening continues. Some dumb action film plays on the tv, and then Jeongguk finds a dumb youtube quiz, and you giggle into the early hours over some other dumb shit. Dumb, dumb, dumb and oh so totally in love. 

The apartment issue lingers in the back of Jeongguk’s mind, though, and questions dance on the tip of his tongue. He tries to brush them away, but the mint of his toothpaste isn’t enough to erase them. They taste sour, and he knows the only way to rid the sensation is to speak them into existence.

Gone midnight, the city is still alive. His curtains are open, because you’ve started to get used to the way he likes to sleep, and find it far easier to wake up early when the sun is giving you a warm welcome to the day. Funny, how things change. How willing he was to change his habits for you, and how seamlessly yours have changed to fit him. You’re better for knowing one another, or so it feels. 

The light pollution gives his bedroom a soft glow, and with every change of advertisement on the billboards across the street, the hue changes. Like his own personal mood lamp, it’s become a staple of his home. It’s blue, now, and so is he when he considers the fact that you haven’t yet reached the stage of sharing a home.

Your arm is looped over his waist, ‘cause he’d decided that the role of the little spoon would be going to him. Fingers interlocked with yours, he has no interest in ever letting go. 

“B?”

“Mhmm?”

“Is Dan definitely moving in with Tae?”

“Think so.”

Jeongguk doesn’t immediately reply, but you leave space open for him. A question like that didn’t come out of the blue. It’s something he’s been ruminating on, no doubt.

When he finally does speak, the weight of his soft, if not somewhat pouty, words crush down on your chest in a way that you can’t quite explain. Hell, in a way you don’t want to explain, because it would mean admitting that a man has such power over you (even if said man is Jeon Jeongguk).

“They’ve always been one step ahead of us,” he laments.

And then he leaves silence for you. Knows that you always have a response of some kind that will settle his woes. Feels guilty that you’re always cleaning up the messes of his loose lips, but would be a liar if he said he didn’t crave the sweet nothings you soothe him with.

“They’re on an entirely different path, baby,” you gently press a kiss into his shoulder. He’s so warm and powder-fresh from his shower that you can’t help but want to cling to him like a koala bear. Most importantly, though, you don’t want him to move away. Space to talk is fine, but physical space? God, no. “There's no use comparing.”

But Jeongguk is a glutton for punishment. Will continue making himself feel small for the sake of his perceived flaws.

“Loved you before Taehyung even knew who Danbi was,” Jeongguk pouts, ‘cause he’s in his head again, going round in circles when he really needn’t be. You know he does this, though. It doesn’t surprise nor concern you. If anything, it reassures you, because his willingness to share these thoughts just signposts how far you’ve both come. He used to stew and sour over things like this. Now, he shares his burdens “But they’re doing all these big milestones first. They were a couple, went on vacation, and now moving in together. All before us.”

“It’s not a competition,” you sweetly laugh. “Their relationship couldn’t be more different to ours. Plus I hardly consider a weekend in Jeju a big vacation—we can literally do that this weekend, if you want.”

You’re not sure why you’ve never been away together. Busan is always lovely, but it’s a short drive, and is somewhere Jeongguk still considers to be home. It’s not a holiday. Perhaps you should rectify that. It's better spoken about during the daylight hours, but always a little nicer to dream at night. Make silly, fantastical plans that you could always turn into reality, if you really wanted. 

“Gguk,” you softly continue. “As much as I love them both, we’re literally so different from them. Our relationship was never gonna be like theirs.”

“You think?”

“Mhmm,” you nod, lips brushing against the bare skin of his shoulder. “Well, I mean, he lets her peg him for starters—”

Jeongguk turns so quickly it’s a miracle he doesn’t fall out of bed. Even in the darkness of his room at night, the open curtains mean his shock is easy to make out. “Does he actually?!”

Giggling, you roll onto your back, thoroughly enjoying his reaction. Truth is, you’ve no idea. Just said it to be a dick. 

“Probably,” you say, admitting that you don’t know. You just knew it would cause a reaction. Ease the tension, somewhat. “He’s like, obsessed with her. Would let her do anything she wants.”

Sinking back down into the sheets with you, Jeongguk wraps his arm over your body now. Pulls you close. Presses a kiss to your neck, and says, “You lost the bet, y’know? Can’t even go 24 hours without thinking about fucking my ass, can you?”

It sounds like a complaint, but the way his lips seem unable to stop pressing wet kisses against your throat would prove otherwise. Your hand tangles in his hair, scratching his scalp in approval. 

“Cute that you think I haven’t been thinking about it all day,” you tease, biting back the small murmur of a moan that’s just begging to escape from his touch. 

You often have thoughts about him throughout the day, both pure and impure. It’s not like you mean to—it’s just that there’s something about Jeongguk that is impossible to forget. Like a class-A drug, you linger from high to high, using thoughts about him to sustain your comedown until you can see him again. 

He is your boyfriend, though. Would be weirder if you weren’t a little obsessed.

“Liar,” he scolds. “I picked your clothes up after our shower. Your underwear were dry.”

“You were inspecting my underwear? Freak,” you tease, because quite honestly the idea of him studying your underwear in the hopes of finding arousal is kinda hot, even if a little perverted. “And maybe it’s because you don’t get me excited.”

Rolling his eyes, Jeongguk ignores your insult. Instead, his hand creeps down the mound of your pussy, pausing before he sinks his fingers between your thighs. “So you’ll be dry right now, then?”

“I’ll be just like the Gobi,” you assure him with that tone of defiance he's grown to adore. “Try me.”

You don’t know why you’re offering yourself up like this, ‘cause you know it’s only gonna end up one way.

“You’re such a fuckin’ liar,” he smirks—and then is proven correct as his fingers slide between your slick folds with ease. A gasp escapes from your lips as he casually brushes past your clit, paying it no attention whatsoever. “And even if you weren’t, there’s like, five bigger deserts than the Gobi. Sounds like it’s a pretty easy drought to rectify—but fuckin’ hell, B. My pretty girl and her filthy mouth. Full of lies, isn’t it? You’re fuckin’ soaked.”

“No,” you purr, hips languidly rolling to intensify the sensation he’s facilitating. After all, he’s right. There’s nothing dry about the situation between your legs. “Never told a lie in my life.”

His teeth nip at your neck as his body presses up against your side, the thick ridge of his cock letting you know that you most certainly get him excited. 

“You’re so full of shit, B,” he quietly says, lips from a pretty little kiss against the edge of your jaw. “Told so many lies, haven’t you, hm? Like when you used to tell people we were just friends?”

The desperate sigh that escapes your mouth only fuels him on even more.

“You remember the first time I touched you like this, huh?” He husks against your ear. “Those pretty eyes of yours watching us in the mirror. You can see us now, can’t you?”

Nudging his head against yours, he encourages you to look in the direction of his mirror. You always sleep on the side of the bed closest to it, but you rarely pay it any attention these days. The pair of you are obscured—bed sheets and shadows hiding what he’s doing to you—but the eroticism is just as potent as it always was.

“Gguk,” you rasp, back arching when he strokes against your clit just right.

Restraint is something that you wish you had been gifted with, but alas—you are just a girl, and he is just the sexiest man you’ve ever had the pleasure of sharing a bed with. Of course you melt with every little thing he does.

“What is it, baby?” His index finger pushes into the seeping entrance of your cunt, just once, twice, to really get you moaning. “You like it when your boyfriend touches you?”

Something about Jeongguk referring to himself like that always gets you hot, but it’s partially because of the way he almost growls when he does it. You know it’s a turn-on for him. Know that his cock is throbbing. Know he loves calling himself yours.

Tugging on his arm, you encourage him to move on top of you. It’s late, and you should both be getting a good night's rest, but whatever. In half an hour, you’ll both be away with the fairies. If anything, this will help you fall asleep quicker.

“Thought you wanted an early night?” he husks against your lips, finishing his question with a kiss that lasts far longer than any words spoken. His firm lips part yours as your legs wrap around his hips as they grind up against yours.

“And I thought you said whoever speaks about fucking your ass next loses?” You smile against his lips, knowing that he definitely must have a twisted idea of what punishment is. “How is this losing?”

“We never set out terms,” he reminds you, unable to stop himself from kissing you between sentences. “But maybe it's not about losing. Maybe it’s about winning.”

“Okay?” You entertain his flirt, giggling between those kisses he just can’t seem to stop giving you. “So what are you winning?”

He pretends to give it thoughtful consideration. Squints his eyes and looks away as if contemplating one of life's great questions. Why are we here? What is the point of life? How do I want my girlfriend to make me cum tonight?

Jeongguk presses a kiss to your neck, nose nudging against your skin. He’s feline-like. Purry. Pathetic. Just how you like him.

“You haven’t sucked me off in a while,” he whispers, teeth nipping at your earlobe. Your hand laces in his hair, a soft moan humming from your lips. There’s a softness to the slow movements of your bodies. A comfort. A desperation. Unadulterated devotion. “So maybe that?”

You laugh at his shamelessness. Press a kiss to his temple, still scratching at his scalp. “I gave you a blowjob, like, two days ago, baby.”

“I know,” he whines like a wounded puppy, all docile and dejected. “It’s been so long I might die.”

“Hmm?” You hum in response, pushing on his waist ever so slightly until he gets the message to roll onto his back. He does as he's told, because he really is just a puppy dog beneath it all. Well-trained and desperate for a treat.

Following the movements of his body, you naturally ease into position on top of him. Legs straddled either side of his waist, you raise yourself up into a seated position, earning you a grunt of approval from Jeongguk. 

The way his hands immediately reach up to play with your chest is curious, considering he still plays himself off as an ass guy. Strong with his movements, he grips the softness of your tits, his hips gently pulsing up against you.

“These might help prolong my life expectancy,” he says. “Best stress balls known to man.”

He seems quite content like this. Eyes closed, a smile hangs off his lips like he’s in a serene state of bliss. You cock your brow, unable to fight a smile, too. 

“Did you just call my tits… balls?”

One of his eyes cracks open. “No?”

“You definitely did.”

“Didn’t.”

“Did—”

“Byeol,” he reprimands your diversion of the topic. “C’mon. Business, baby.”

“Is that all I am to you, huh?” You say, reaching for his wrist so that you can pull your hairband from it. He lets you do so and looks on with salacious curiosity as you begin to tie your hair up in a ponytail. “Just a transaction?”

“Mhmm,” he nods, his own hair tangling against his pillow as he does so. “A bird for a bird, remember?”

“Are we not past the point of the birds?”

“Well, yeah,” he says as if it’s totally obvious. “Thought we were gonna do a plane?”

Jeongguk’s reference back to the paper planes that he crafted in your bedroom makes your heart seize. You know what he means by that. Knows that it’s permission, in a way. That he wants what you want, even if he doesn’t outwardly say it.

“Are we?”

“Well we’re not gonna do anything if you keep up with the small talk,” he fondly teases you, pulling you back down so your chest is against his. One of his hands wraps itself in your ponytail and tugs ever so gently. A soft moan escapes your lips, much to his enjoyment. “I like your hair like this.”

In all honesty, he just likes being able to pull on it. Loves your hair no matter how it’s done. 

“You’ll like it even more in a few minutes.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you say, pressing a kiss to the corner of his jaw before you embark on your journey south. 

It’s intrinsic, how you work his body. A routine so well learned it’s not even given a second thought anymore. You know how to make him tick. The way he groans when you press pretty kisses down his collarbones and the way his hips roll when you drag the pink of your tongue over his pebbled nipples.

His hand clutches in your hair, keeping you in that position, encouraging you to pay a little extra attention to his nipples for a change. It’s not often that he wants too much focus on his chest, but he’s so turned on that even the slightest touch is making him go feral. 

“Shit,” he hisses when your teeth gently press down around his nipple before you suck it ever so gently. “You’re so fuckin’ good at that.”

He’s never cared for it before. In all honestly, he actively didn’t like it when previous partners did it. There’s something about you that subverts all his desires. You’ve changed him. Altered his understanding of his body. Opened him up to so much more than he’d ever considered before.

Still, you’ve got an agenda, and unfortunately for him, it doesn’t involve his chest. He lets you move down, one hand lazily hanging by your head, the other resting over his chest. His thumb strokes over his pebbled nipple, still wet from your tongue, the pleasure of your touch sending him into a state of ecstasy.

Your body shuffles down, and you both reposition yourselves. No longer are you straddling, but rather you’re between his legs. His thighs are dappled in kisses from you, before your palms rest flat to his inner thighs, spreading him just right.

Alternating between slow kisses and languid drags of your tongue, you teeter ever so close to his thick, solid cock, but never quite touch it. Every time you get close, he whines, cock twitching.

There’s a satisfaction to be found in the way his body responds to your touch. His desperation is painful. Visceral. All he wants is you. 

And because you can’t bear to see him in pain (whether or not because he’s so turned on he might just die), you concede. Give him what he wants. 

Hands on his thighs, you let a little spit pool on your tongue before slowly dragging the tip of your tongue up his shaft.

“Fucking hell,” he curses, writhing from the contact.

You smile, and the lightness of your breath against the wet streak of your tongue makes him shiver. 

The tip of his cock is already leaky with precum, his eagerness to be inside you so pathetically obvious. You avoid it, instead opting to repeat your previous moves. Slowly, you lick up his fat length, tongue flat as can be. You want him to feel as much of you as he can. Want him whining— begging —for your pussy.

If the precum seeping from his tip is a sign of desperation, then heaven only knows what the fuckin’ mess between your legs is. Every stroke of your tongue against him only serves to make you want him just as badly as he wants you.

Your hand reaches to wrap around his shaft, gently stroking his foreskin. Your tongue flicks against the base of his tip, right where you know he’s the most sensitive. 

It’s no surprise when his grip on your ponytail tightens. 

But it is a surprise when he lets go. 

“Hm?” You chirp, looking up, just to make sure he’s all good.

He is—he just isn’t looking at you to confirm it. Instead, his upper body twists ever so slightly as he reaches for his bedside drawer. 

You know it’s got a host of indecent artifacts—his sex toys, condoms, polaroids of you that are for his eyes only—but don’t give it much thought. Figure maybe he’s after a condom to make himself last longer, until you feel him tapping at your shoulder with the side of a small plastic bottle. 

He doesn’t say anything. 

Not immediately, at least. 

What he wants is something he can’t really bring himself to ask for. Hopes that you’ll work it out for yourself. 

As you take the bottle from him, a small chirp echoes from your throat, as if you’re asking for clarification. Again, Jeongguk hopes you’ll work it out. That he won’t have to shamelessly tell you what he desperately wants, cock twitching and leaking precum on his stomach.

The way you pause as you study the bottle, trying to read the text in the dim light of Jeongguk’s room, only adds to his apprehension—until he hears a soft smile exhaling from your lips when you realise exactly what it is: lube .

Never usually required, thanks to the fact Jeongguk makes you resemble a waterfall from just a look in your direction, you know the lube isn’t for you. It’s for him. 

And given the state of conversations around sex over the past week or so, you know what he’s asking for.

After all, he’s the one who wrote that damn airplane in the first place. Told you straight up that he liked ass play way back in the days of the sticky notes (some of which remain on his wall, yet to be conquered).

His drawer only really has his things in it, though. You’ve not got any of your toys at his place. This is a preliminary. A follow-up, almost, to the night spent in the Min’s garden, doing things that probably scared a few dozen nocturnal animals.

“Yeah?” You encourage, lips pressing to his upper thigh. His body adjusts ever so slightly, as if he’s shy. Your hand wraps around his shaft, slowly rolling his foreskin up and down his length in just the right way to get his hands gripping his sheets. 

“Don’t wanna talk about it,” he rasps through the pleasure of having you touch him. “Just want you to do it.”

“Talk about what?” You tease, ‘cause there’s no way he’ll actually enjoy what he’s asking for if he keeps being this uptight about it all. Relaxation is key.

“B,” he groans, this time out of frustration—and so you know you need to be the one to take the lead.

It just doesn’t feel right to take the lead, knowing he’s a little bit tense. You’ve always been so clear and consistent with each other when it comes to consent, and while you know what he wants, you wanna hear him say it first. 

So you leave the bottle of lube next to his thigh and clamber up his body. Legs straddling his waist, you’re pleased that his hands come to stroke your thighs without a second thought. Conversely, your hands softly hold his cheeks, bringing him in for half a dozen pretty little kisses.

“Words are important. I’m not gonna be crude about it,” you tell him, ‘cause it makes a change to the way you joke around with one another. “I just love you, and I want to make you feel good.”

Jeongguks nose nudges back up against yours, as if to plead for more kisses (of which you give him, willingly).

“I love you more,” he argues into your lips, earning a giggle from you that somehow melts all of his worries away. 

“Chess is always an option,” you remind him, but he shakes his head.

“Just… Fucking hell,” he groans as if it’s some sort of laborious task he really can’t be bothered to see through, which couldn’t be further from the truth. He’s just embarrassed. It’s all rather cute. Or at least it is until he continues. “Just finger my ass.” 

He bashfully half whimpers, half laughs, and then adds a pouty, “Please.”

A smile sinks into your lips, and the way he seems almost shy makes your tummy feel all funny. He’s disastrously cute like this. 

“I’ll make you feel so good,” you promise, lips brushing against his ear.

He nods. Knows you will. Lets his hands stroke up and down your back, bringing them around to cup your boobs. Squeezes. Smiles. Can’t resist himself when he questions, “Yeah?”

“Mhmm,” You nod, pulling back to sit upright just for his viewing pleasure. His hands are still holding your tits, gently caressing. He’ll never not love the sight of this. Of you. Of the way you respond to his touch. 

“C’mere,” he grunts, pulling you back down, ‘cause he can’t let you go just yet. Your hands grip onto his bedframe as his lips eagerly latch onto one of your nipples. One of your hands drops to tangle in his smooth hair, a pretty little moan escaping your lips.

He takes it as a sign he’s doing something right. Switches up his sucking motion to flick his tongue against your hardened bud. Get you moaning all over again, the position of your legs spread over his waist, letting him know just how pleased you are to have him like this.

And while Jeongguk might have been asking you for favours, all he can think about is returning them.

Tapping on your ass, he’s a little breathless as he lets go of his latch on your nipple, and husks, “Up, baby. On my face. You before me.”

“Hm?” you languidly hum—not because you don’t know what he means, but because it goes against what he was asking for just minutes earlier.

Still, Jeongguk doesn’t care to explain his thought process (mainly because he doesn’t have one (he just likes having you in his mouth in any and all capacities)). Instead, he just continues tapping your ass until you get the message.

“You’re so impatient,” you lightly scold him while you do as he requests, but barely have time to position yourself before his arms are hooking over your legs, pulling your pussy to his mouth. “Oh fuck.”

He wastes no time suctioning his lips around your clit. He doesn’t care to be quiet about it. Eats you like it’s his last fuckin’ supper. Laps up against you. 

It’s not just his tongue, though. It’s like he wants his whole fuckin’ face in your cunt. His nose rubs up against your clit, while his tongue greedily licks your entrance. There’s no such thing as perfect, but the way he’s proportioned is as close as it gets, you think. Your hips grind, a hand tangled in his hair, the way you both move entirely primal. 

Hands squeezing at your ass, he encourages your movements. Wants you all over his face. Loves nothing more than being coated in you. 

His tongue begins to focus now, though. He positions himself just right. Flicks against your clit at such a speed it’s hard to comprehend—and then he’s moaning. Vibrating against you. Delivering a sensation that could never be replicated.

“I’m close,” you rasp. Whine. Moan. “Don’t wanna cum. Not yet.”

And while he wants you to, Jeongguk knows why. Knows you wanna fuck him. Knows you wanna cum around his cock instead of on his face. Multiple orgasms have never been an issue, but it is late. You do need a somewhat early night. 

He nods, easing up his tongue, slowly sucking on your clit. The movements of his head as he sucks only serve to make you feel like you might cum regardless, so you shakily (and regretfully) pull away. 

When you reposition yourself, he pulls you against his lips for the messiest, most obscene kiss possible. It’s all tongue, and little else. The taste of your cunt. The sweetness of his whines. The filth of how much he loves sinning with you. 

There's nobody else he could be like this with. Only you. Only ever you.

Straddled over his hips, you grind gently, his thick cock perfectly snug between your lips. Wet and swollen, they feel like silk against him. Jeongguk knows, given the chance, that he’d be able to cum like this. Easy.

That’s not what he wants, though, so you retrace your steps. Sink back down. Don’t fuck around this time. Instead, you take him in your mouth without hesitation. Return the favour he’s just bestowed upon you.

Head bobbing up and down his fat length, your hand wraps around the base of his cock. Pulling back, you spit against him, using your hand to spread it, gaining momentum. Loose with your grip, you focus on the tip of his sensitive cock, jerking him until he’s whining. Whimpering.

And then, you let your tongue stroke against his balls. 

“Oh, fuck,” he whines, his hips pulsing beneath you.

It’s all the approval you need for your hand to get a little tighter, and for your lips to take one of his balls in your mouth. It’s a sensation Jeongguk fuckin’ loves, if done right—and of course, you know how to do it perfectly for him. 

You take his ecstasy as a chance to move things along. Know he’s feeling good. Know he wants more. 

Pulling back, you sit on your heels. Neither of you speak, but Jeongguk does slowly nod when he sees you reaching for the bottle of lube next to his body. Trepidation hangs in the air. This territory is uncharted, and it’s been a little while since you last ventured so far south—but you’ve got a roadmap. Know the way. Even if you didn’t, you like to think intuition would guide you, regardless.

Warming it a little bit in your hands, you’re slow. Cautious. Careful, knowing that he’s probably feeling a little more vulnerable than usual.

Hands slick with the gel, you wrap a palm around his shaft. Ease him into the feeling. It’s not like it’s a new sensation, but the pair of you rarely ever use lube. You’re always wet enough. He nods. Lets his eyes close as your other hand gently massages against his balls.

A little further south, you venture. He’s not a stranger to your tongue against his taint, but your fingers are less frequent. He's not as well acquainted with the sensation, but he likes it. Legs spreading a little further, Jeongguk makes himself available for you. 

Smiling at just how cute he looks, you’re a curious mix of enamoured and outrageously turned on. Just like nobody could ever make him feel the way you do, nobody could ever make you feel the way he does. 

“You’re so hot,” you tell him, gently wanking his cock as two of your fingers stroke up and down his taint. You apply a little more pressure. Replace his bashful smile with a wanting gasp.

Slick with lube, you let your middle finger go lower. Slowly, you press against his rim. Watch him closely as his brows furrow. There’s that look of desperation once more, and the assurance that yes, he wants this. Wants you. 

You count in your head. 1, 2, 3… make sure he doesn’t stop moving his hips. If anything, he’s edging himself down. Encouraging you to apply more pressure. 

And so you do. Slowly, eyes trained on his pretty, pathetic face, you push your middle finger against his tight hole, until the muscle eases.

“Fuck,” he whimpers, the penetration of a single finger overwhelmingly pleasurable for him. His eyes flicker open, landing on yours as your finger begins to curl ever so gently. Just a little. Just enough.

Chest heaving, Jeongguk looks beautiful in a way that’s hard to put into words—and when you slowly pull out, he looks ruined in a way that’s also hard to comprehend.

His lips hang slack, chest heaving as his eyes burn into you like the heat of a thousand stars. Face dewy with sweat, hair sticks to his forehead, the storminess of his gaze quickly triggers a whirlpool within your stomach. There’s a neediness to him as he swallows back a breath, lips coming together so that he can lick them, before his pout forms that pretty little o-shape once more.

Breathless as he speaks, Jeongguk rasps, “Again.”

The corner of your lips twitch into a smirk. “Yeah, babe?”

“Yeah,” he pathetically nods, fucked out but somehow still painfully desperate for more. Of course he is, though. It’s you. No one gets him like this. No one ever will. His brows furrow together, his tongue flicking against the silver hoops in the corner of his mouth, as his eyes drop to his pathetically weeping cock. He’s so hard. So keen. So needy—and what he needs right now is you. “Please, B. More.”

You tease against his entrance, applying just enough pressure to make him gasp. It’s like a reward, to hear him like this. As if you’ve done something truly remarkable.

Your other hand wraps around the base of his cock, adding to the electricity surging through him. He reaches down. Wraps his hand around yours. Encourages you. Wants more. Needs more. And so you give him more.

Finger pushing into his tight entrance, you’re slow. Painfully so, though you aren’t causing any actual pain. Jeongguk just wants you to hit that spot. 

“Yeah?” You check in.

Breathless, nodding his head even though his eyes are closed, he says, “Yeah.”

Your finger curls. Strokes. Searches. Finds.

And Jeongguk moans in a way you don’t think you’ve ever heard before. It’s a whimper, almost. A plea. Or rather, a confession, maybe.

Your hands work in tandem, your finger stroking right against the spot that makes him whine, while your other hand strokes him in tempo. He’s stimulated in a way he isn’t used to. In a way he never really thought was possible. 

There’s a vulnerability that comes with penetration. Far easier to fuck someone than it is to get fucked.

When he looks down towards you, it's like looking through a telescope; galaxies in his big brown eyes. Wide and wanting, he'll give you all the stars in his eyes, no questions asked, no fee charged.

It’s when your head dips to press wet kisses against his taint that his whines really begin to get desperate. Has always loved your mouth. Loves it when it does things it shouldn’t. 

A girl like you shouldn’t have your nose pressed to a ballsack or her tongue mere millimetres away from an asshole, but the way you focus on delivering him pleasure would suggest otherwise. You’re made for this. Made for him. 

It’s when you whine, though, obsessed with his body's response to you, that he really begins to get twitchy. His hips pulse ever so gently, encouraging the movements of both hands.

“Yeah?” you breathlessly whisper, smirking at how a man so strong is just absolute putty in your hands. “You fucking yourself with my hands, huh?”

Jeongguk is beyond the point of pride. Has no need for dignity. Just wants to feel good.

“Yeah,” he admits between desperate breaths. “Gonna make me cum so fuckin’ hard.” 

Everything is moving in the same chaotic rhythm: his chest, his beating heart, his pulsing hips. Jeongguk’s cock is twitching, the sensation of you massaging his prostate taking him closer and closer to the point of release. He isn’t gonna last, and you don't want him to. 

Your hand grips even tighter around the base of his cock, the stimulation impossible to fight against. There’s only so much he can take.

“B,” he whines. “Oh, fuck.”

“Cum for me,” you tell him, not even caring for your lost orgasm from earlier. He can make it up to you later. You keep the pace of your finger consistent, but wank him off faster. He whimpers and he writhes, but he doesn’t ease up. “C’mon, baby. Show me how good I make you feel, yeah?”

If there’s one thing that drives him wild, it’s when you call him sweet little names. 

“Please, baby,” you beg, because you know just the right buttons to press. His hands grip his bed sheets, eyes struggling to stay open. He’s seconds away from death, or so it feels. A little death, at least. His legs begin to twitch. The onslaught of what is about to happen is unmistakable. “That’s it, baby,” you coo. “Show me how good it feels.”

“B,” he tries to speak, but can’t. All he can do it succumb to the pleasure. Whine. Mewl. Moan.

And then it’s happening; the evidence of how fucking good you are for him painting his abdomen. His cock is pathetic as it spurts ropes of thick, hot cum onto his belly. White and wet, it’s never-ending. He cums and he cums; gasps and gasps. 

It’s not until he begins to twitch, chest heaving, cock spent, that you withdraw from him. Immediately, you gently begin to trail your tongue across his hard abs, cleaning up the evidence of how much he likes having you in his ass. You're keeping his secrets. Promising you'll never tell a soul.

“Shit,” he curses, all breathless and fucked out, one arm over his chest, while his other hand reaches down to stroke the side of your head. “Fuck.”

Giggling now, you clamber up to join him, and Jeongguk cares not for the fact your cum is still on your tongue. In fact, he deliberately stokes his against yours, swapping the evidence of his pleasure between you both. Moaning into your lips, he’s spent in a way he never has been before. 

“God, I love you,” he whines into your mouth. Gets needy all over again. “You know that, huh? You know how much I love you?”

With a bashful nod, you find yourself giggling. “You know I know.”

“Good,” he nods, pulling away to face the ceiling, eyes closed, trying to get a little breath back. You snuggle into him, all rather sweetly considering what you’ve just done. “‘Cause I do. And I mean it. You’re literally, like, the love of my life.”

“Who knew all it would take was a little ass play to get your saying such soppy shit,” you tease him, pressing a kiss against his chest. “Should have done this months ago.”

He laughs now, too. “Just cause I didn’t say it back then doesn’t mean I didn’t think it.”

The pair of you descend into a comfortable warmth, giggling and joking, until you get up to wash yourself up a little. Jeongguk protests. Says he needs to return the favour—but ultimately agrees to wait until the morning. 

“Need to sleep at some point, babe,” you tell him as you both meander to the bathroom. Jeongguk makes a mental note to get a place with an en-suite when he moves out. In a pair of boxers, he watches you fondly as you wash your hands in the bathroom sink, all love drunk and bleary-eyed.

You’re in one of his shirts, and it drapes over your body in a way that it would never drape over him. He likes it better on you. In fact, he likes most things in his life better with the addition of you.  Thinks life would be impossible, if he were ever to lose you. 

“I think I’d die, yanno,” he mindlessly says, watching you plait your hair to stop it from tangling in the night. “If we ever broke up or weren’t together, I’d think I’d just die.”

You laugh, because it’s absurd. Both the concept of dying of a broken heart, and the idea that you would ever break up. 

“Don’t speak it into existence, then,” you tease. “It’s a full moon, Gguk. Can’t be manifesting things like that on a night like this.”

“I’m not,” he assures you, because if anything, he’s trying to do the opposite. Not once does he think to tell you that the full moon has nothing to do with it, or some other belittling remark about believing in the stars, like you know most guys would. Why would he though? A star is the closest thing he knows to religion, and he’s looking at it right now.

“Well, good,” you hum, turning to face him, hair now secure. “Let's just agree to not break up, and that way you won’t die.”

“Sounds good,” he sleepily smiles, tugging on your hand, guiding you back to his bedroom. 

It’s a ridiculous conversation for a ridiculous concept. 

Or at least, in the warmth of lust-drunk night, it is.

In the cold light of day, stark and sterile, everything has the potential to change. 

After all, bad decisions are your forte, are they not?

[artificial-transmutations]

3k - A celebration!

Hey there, guys and gals!

TLDR: There's a poll at the bottom asking which story deserves a sequel!

Today is a very special day, at least to me. After a little more of one year posting stories to Tumblr, I have reached the absolutely staggering number of 3000 followers. During this time, I have posted about 100 stories with a unbelievable (and I kid you not) 33,333 likes and reblogs. Yes, this is the exact number at the time of writing this post. Yes, I wrote a program to look that up and the number is accurate.

Let me just say: Wow. And thank you. 3000 of you found my writing enjoyable enough to want me in their feed. And there were exactly 33,333 times in the past year-and-a-bit that someone actually *liked* what they saw/read/skimmed over. I couldn't feel more honored, really.

As a celebration, I am going to do something I usually don't (even though I have been asked a couple of times): I will write a sequel or prequel or related story to one of those stories YOU liked most. Remember the program I wrote to find out my total number of notes? Yeah, the original function was to find out the stories with the most notes. Out of the top six of those, I will let you chose the one story you want to see more of. Additionally (although it is only at rank 10), as a seventh option I'll add "Your wish is my command", since that is the story I have received the most sequel requests. So, without further lamenting, here are the stories!

#1: 11:48

#2: Boyfriend Material

#3: ATArena

#4: Spice Up

#5: Beating Recession

#6: Calling the Plumber

#7: Your Wish is my Command

So! Which one is it going to be? Choose wisely!

That's it from my side for today. Stay awesome!

AT

[girlactionfigure]

SHABBAT & CHOL HAMOED PASSOVER 🐑🐑 SAFETY INSTRUCTIONS 🐏🐏 for those in ISRAEL 

via ISRAEL REALTIME - Connecting the World to Israel in Realtime

(( Note Israel Realtime does not post updates on Shabbat or Holy-days (Israel time) UNLESS life threatening / saving. ))

Chief Rabbinute instructions with Risk Adjustments

Shabbat Chol HaMoed Passover - Parshat Acharei - Leviticus 16:1 - Following the deaths of Nadav and Avihu, G‑d warns against unauthorized entry “into the holy.” Only one person, the kohen gadol (“high priest”), may, but once a year, on Yom Kippur, enter the innermost chamber in the Sanctuary to offer the sacred ketoret (incense) to G‑d.

🔅Shabbat Times here -> https://www.myzmanim.com/search.aspx

⚠️RISK

.. the NORTH - including extended areas of Krayot, Haifa, Afula, Safed - MEDIUM-HIGH, rockets or suicide drones at any time.  Safety precautions REQUIRED.

.. NEAR-GAZA - including Ashkelon & Ashdod - MEDIUM-HIGH, rockets at any time. Safety precautions REQUIRED.

 - REST OF THE COUNTRY - LOW - we are at war, there may be unexpected attacks.  Have a plan if there are alerts.

➡️ MAMAD LIGHTS ON… leave the lights on, on Shabbat,  so if there is an alert you don’t have to turn them on.

➡️ TAKE A PHONE WITH YOU… when sheltering or leave one on in the shelter.  If you must call for help, have a way to do so quickly.

➡️ LEAVE ON AN ALERT METHOD… Leave on silent channel or stream on computer or phone, or alert app. 

➡️ SAFE TO GO TO SYNAGOGUE? - Follow instructions of Homefront Command and your City!

— HIGH Risk - only go to a synagogue that has, or preferably is in, a shelter.  Otherwise pray at home.

— MEDIUM Risk - best to only go to a synagogue that has or is near a shelter. Where is it?  Have a ‘when there is a siren’ plan in mind.

— LOW Risk - there will possibly be sirens, what’s your plan?  Have one or choose another synagogue.

➡️ PLAN YOUR SHELTER PATH TO/FROM SYNAGOGUE - If an alert goes off en route, where will you go to be protected if on the way?

➡️ IN SYNAGOGUE, WHERE IS THE SHELTER?  Does it have capacity? - If an alert goes off in synagogue, KNOW where you will go.  Walk over and check the path and capacity.

➡️ ARE YOU SLOW?  - In High Risk areas, stay home.  Medium and Low risk, have a plan if there is a siren.

➡️ CHILDREN?  Discuss with your children what to do in case there is a siren.  Leave young children at home in High risk areas.

➡️ CARRY YOUR WEAPON.

— If you have a gun license, it is a MITZVAH to carry your gun on Shabbat, even without an eruv. 

— Try to have AT LEAST one armed person in every synagogue.

— Have Pepper spray? Or a Knife (small size, approx. width of palm, as allowed by law)? Carry it - we all remain at risk of terror attacks. (Note pepper spray, knives etc will not be allowed to enter govt offices, hospitals, malls or any security controlled site, and your workplace may require you to register.)

➡️ IF SIRENS, SHELTER EVEN IF IN AMIDAH

— If sirens are heard in the middle of the Amidah, one must go to the shelter.  After, restart Amidah from the beginning (others rule to start from where you stopped). 

— Can’t get to shelter, LAY DOWN, all the way, hands on head (reduces risk by 80%).

— As per Homefront Command, wait AT LEAST 5 minutes (Homefront says 10) before exiting shelter or getting up.

➡️ HAVE A PHONE AVAILABLE

— Every synagogue needs a PHONE ON for immediate use on Shabbat.  And with a red alert app in case it is hard to hear sirens.

— You may carry and keep a cell phone on in your pocket.  Set to silent, and set red alert apps to “override silent mode”.

➡️ DO NOT HESITATE TO CALL POLICE !! - If anything suspicious, CALL POLICE immediately!  Dial 100

➡️ ALL INSTRUCTIONS FROM HOME FRONT COMMAND and your City must be strictly obeyed.  If instructed to shut yourself in, do not leave the house even for prayer.

It is a mitzvah to take actions to protect and save and preserve life on Shabbat, not a violation.  But ONLY actions which do so.

DUE TO THE SECURITY SITUATION, THE HOME FRONT COMMAND DETERMINED THE FOLLOWING GUIDELINES AS OF THURSDAY, APRIL 25, 2024 AT 18:00, UNTIL SUNDAY, APRIL 28, 2024 AT 18:00:

Partial Activity - Gaza Envelope (except for the towns of Nirim, Kerem Shalom, Nir Oz, Kisufim, Ein HaShlosha, Sufa, Holit, Nativ Ha’Asara, Nahal Oz and Kfar Azza)

Educational Activities - Educational activities are prohibited.

Gatherings and Services - Gatherings can be held with a limit of up to 100 people outdoors and up to 300 people indoors. The beaches are closed to the public.

Workplaces - Can operate indoors or in a place from which a standard protected space can be reached within the time available to reach shelter.

Partial Activity - Confrontation line

Educational Activities - Educational activities are prohibited.

Gatherings and Services - Gatherings can be held with up to 30 people outdoors and 300 people indoors. Beaches are closed to the public.

Workplaces - Can operate indoors or in a place from which a standard protected space can be reached within the time available to reach shelter.

Towns classified as green – Full Activity – The rest of the country

Educational Activities - Operating without restrictions.

Gatherings and Services - Operating without restrictions.  * Ashkelon, Netivot - Gatherings can be held with up to 15,000 people

Workplaces - Operating without restrictions.

[woman-for-women]

hello w4w! i love your blog, thank you for all that you do. i was wondering how you make your stickers? i would love to make some feminist stickers with my own designs! thank you/have a good day!

Hi, and thank you! I think this is a good chance to write up:

How you (yes, you!) can make your own feminist stickers (a comprehensive guide from cheapest to most expensive)

Method 1 - Label Sticker Roll and Markers

This is the easiest and cheapest method. ANYONE can do this! (Seriously, this is your sign.)

You can use regular permanent markers, multicolored markers, or jumbo markers (seen above) for your desired effect. You can also buy label stickers in smaller packs if $10 for 500 is out of your budget. Permanent markers also last a long time and stay visible for ages. However, the label stickers will deteriorate over time, since they're primarily paper-based and not water proof. I use a glossy paper for my stickers, which has held up decently in heavy rain conditions.

Method 2 - Label Sticker Roll and Stamps

You can use a customized rubber stamp, a customized self-inking stamp, or a self-inking stamp that you customize yourself with the provided tray of rubber stamping letters that you place on the stamp tray (seen above). This option is great because you can quickly make tons of stickers. The downside is that stamp ink is a little less weather resistant than permanent marker, and the labels are still not water-proof.

Method 3 - Printing Stickers without a Sticker Printer

These label sticker sheets come in a ton of styles! Since it's just a special 8.5 x 11 in paper, it works in most regular printers! You can format your text or artwork to print on each sticker in Word, Canva, or Adobe Illustrator, then print it at home, at a print shop, or at a local library. Again, these aren't waterproof since they're primarily paper-based, but they stick pretty well and can help you make stickers quickly.

Method 4 - Outsource your Printing

printplace.com does vinyl stickers for super cheap. You just upload your artwork and you can get stickers for around $0.05/sticker. The downside is you have to buy in bulk, meaning prices start around $50, but the upside is the stickers are high quality, waterproof and weather resistant, don't require tons of manual labor from you to produce, and are ready to go once they arrive on your doorstep!

Method 5 - Thermal Label Printer

This is the method I use to make my stickers! The two printers below are the ones I have, and the refills are the tape refills I use. Since they're thermal printers, they don't use ink. Although the printers are a bit pricey, you get a lot of stickers for your money per sticker tape refill order.

Both printers use a phone app to print and design stickers. They work via Bluetooth and connect to your phone to do all the printing. Both printers print black text/designs only. The Vixic label printer app is a lot more limited. You can only use different fonts and text, small emojis/icons, and different borders for your sticker design. The NIIMBOT printer allows for QR codes and uploaded images in addition to different fonts/text. The stickers are also larger. The NIIMBOT printer is compatible with several different sticker sizes. The NIIMBOT stickers are primarily paper-based, so they're not completely waterproof. If you want your NIIMBOT stickers to be waterproof, you can buy their clear stickers! Both printers support clear and different-colored tape refills for more colorful stickers. You can also color on your NIIMBOT stickers with Sharpies to add color.

Between the two I would recommend the NIIMBOT. The refills are a much better value for your money and the stickers are larger and more versatile.

For further resources, I would recommend checking out my w4w how to tag, linked here! It explains how I make my artwork for infographics, posts, (and stickers) in Canva!

You can also order FREE Radical Feminist stickers and dowload FREE ARTWORK for your own stickering/flyering endeavors from my store here!

Because my store blew up overnight a few days ago, I'm introducing limited-inventory drops (hence the X left banner on each item), where every few weeks I will package and add more stickers. That way when someone orders, it's guaranteed their stickers are packaged and all I have to do is address an envelope to them and ship it.

In order to keep up with demand and keep this project afloat, the stickers will remain free/pay-what-you-can, but I'm charging less than $2 for shipping to keep this project funded and make sure I can make and distribute as many stickers. It's also a pretty cheap option for stickers, which is the whole point of my sticker project!

The good news is I'm mailing discount codes on the back of my business cards to customers so they can get a discount on any return orders! I encourage people to order again :)

You can also download 20+ sticker designs, completely for free, in the link above. You can use it to make your own stickers, flyers, whatever you want!

Happy stickering!

[anonymouspuzzler]

Hey, Puzz— hey!! Look OVER hERE

Get QUESTION GAUNTLET'D! ! !

• Between Buck and Davey, who's the neat freak and the messy partner of the relationship (or like. Who is. The one who. Cleans often while the other makes a mess lol)?

• How does the trio personally unwind after a long day of work?

• What's their favourite chores if they like doing em?

• Who would be most likely to get excited abt buying new sponges and dishwashing soap...... (I personally am very guilty of this LMAOOO)

• Who is most likely to impulsively buy. Things?

• Does any of the trio collect things? Ik Minnie likes animals a lot but I'm talking more of. Trinkets and stuff. And if so, what would they usually collect? (Can they show me..... /Nf)

Found myself suddenly thinking of domestic fluff for your OCs while I was washing dishes woops ehehehe. I'm also a sucker for. The mundane and the sweet little things that can happen during that 👍

THE BLORBOS FRO MY HEAD HAVE INVADED YOURS AND NOW I GET TO REAP THE BENEFITS BY TALKING ABOUT THEM ON PURPOSE!!! HAHAHA YIPEEEEEEEEEEE

Generally speaking, Buck's the neat freak of the two - Davey isn't exactly a mess by any means, but he's pretty laid-back about stuff, whereas Buck likes things A Certain Way and spends a lot of his free time on chores and tidying stuff up. (It's exactly the opposite in their workspace, though. Davey's Actually Professionally Trained and tends to try and keep tools and supplies properly cared for and sorted and such, and their tech and whatnot maintained as professionally as he can manage, whereas Buck is full. yeah yeah just slap some duct tape on that bad boy. put another fan down there to deal with that thing that keeps spewing smoke. it's fine. don't be a baby about it)

Davey's big on just putting something on TV or playing video games to unwind, as is Minnie. Buck kind of does the same, but he's more about just kind of sitting back and having something making noise in the background vs. actively watching or doing something, if that makes sense. Minnie also enjoys doing some reading (as does Buck on occasion, but to a much lesser extent, and not usually after he's been working and is already exhausted), and Davey will occasionally take a jog to wind down if he's got the energy to spare. (Buck and Davey are also big on some good ol' fashioned post-work Casual Physical Affection, but less so now that Minnie's living with them. They Will Not Be Making Out In Front Of Their Niece Actually)

Buck, despite complaining, actually generally likes most if not all chores. He likes getting his living spaces Clean and In Order! Davey and Minnie, by contrast, are pretty ambivalent at best to chores - I don't think there's any they'd say they "like." (Secretly Minnie's come to enjoy helping to keep the workshop clean, though.)

Buck. One Hundred Percent Buck. Davey and Minnie Do Not Understand but like Davey at least is happy his boyfriend's happy.

They all have their weaknesses for this, with asterisks - Minnie's both an impulsive shithead 13 year old and actually Very Recently comes from a background where she Could just kind of buy whatever without consequences, so in that respect she's the most likely. Davey, meanwhile, likes little useless trinkets and such and can be a little bit driven by impulse on occasion, but 1) he's a reasonable adult who has learned, sometimes the hard way, that he doesn't need and shouldn't have everything that briefly strikes his fancy, and 2) if he decides he wants it anyway he's a supervillain he's just gonna steal it. he don't have money lmao. Buck is the least likely EXCEPT that he's very susceptible to like... dark pattern type marketing-slash-game things? What I'm trying to say is Buck spent a lot of money on Cookie Run until Davey got it off his phone and password locked the app store

Davey collects video games! especially older ones he played growing up. He's also got a soft spot for weird old technology in general, but doesn't actively seek it out so much, though occasionally Buck or someone like the Junkyard Queens'll gift him something they find along those lines. Speaking of I guess technically Buck collects junk and scrap and such to tinker with. Like i Guess that counts

[saenora]

Dhdmskddksks HI HI NEW MOOTIE *headpats* uwu i'm doing good yet feeling hot (and sweaty) af from the June heat (even though our local weather forecast agency officially declared the start of rainy season a few days, weeks ago 🤦🏻‍♀️) + annoyed/irritated that i couldn't get to lazy all afternoon due to work (i hate measuring how many 10x10 corrugated pizza boxes will a few meters of parchment paper fit 😭 i would love to binge-watch some anime or draw something instead ughhhhhhhh) hru???

Speaking of drawing... What app are you using? Also your fave boy muse to draw? 🎤

OMG TELLL ME ABOUTTEH HEAT STILL BETTER TAHN LAST YEAR BECAUSE WE HAD SO MUCH RAININ TEH NROTHH <3

CONSIDERING TEH WIDTH OF PARCHMENT PAPER IS APPROX 1 METER AND TAHT IS APPROXIMATELY 100/2.5 ~ 40 INCHES ADH AND 10 BY 10 THAT IS 3 PIZAA BOXES PER ROW KEEPING INMIND THAT TEH LENGTH IS VARYING... A FACTOR OF 3 DEFINTITLY!

OOOOH I AM A MOUSE ARTIST THATIS I HAEV AGAY RAT TAHTDRAWS FRO ME ON MY DESKTOP.. I USE PHOTOSHOP BEC KRITA DOESNT DO FOR ME sOBS iK. MY CUURENT FIXATION ON IMAYOSHI FROM KNB AND SAE FROM BLLK HAVE ME DOWN BAD <//3.

THOOOO I LOVEE TO SLANDER SAE AND BABY SHOI AROUND I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THEIR ASSES ADN KISS THEIR FACE.

WHO DO YOU DRAWWWWW KISAAAAAAA?? WHAT HAPPENED WITH REO? TTT

[gummybugg]

✨️author ask tag game✨️

✨️Feeling Extra today! Will choose to Focus on Crater City, but any future Author Tags shall be diverted to the next WIP in line✨️

Tagged here by @mariahwritesstuff! Much obliged :’)

Tagging these fine contestants: @doublegoblin @forthesanityofsome @lyralit @frostedlemonwriter @asterhaze @lostneedcoopcake @writernopal @an-theduckin @sabels-small-sphere

...

(1) What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

>> Free will is good 👍

>> Just because you can doesn't mean you should

>> Give life your own meaning

>> The dangers of being politically apathetic

I think these are self-explanatory! I think!

(2) What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

Kind of expanded upon this a bit, oops

For the world-building, I'm inspired by things such as Fallout New Vegas, Night Vale, and real life. Music: tends to be a mixture of classic rock + alt + vapor wave + whatever I think is nice tossed in a dryer and pummeled to death.

For more world-building + story-telling/pacing, I am very much Inspired by these webtoons:

>> Solid State

>> The Prince of Southland

>> Lovebot

>> Electric Bones

When I tell you to go check these webtoons out, I mean Go Check Them Out because they're the reason I still have the app!

For characters, they are named/inspired by objects and it just kind of stuck until their names got rearranged. Everyone generally has a symbol/color assigned to them, idk it's probably synesthesia to some degree. But it helps me categorize things + it fits their vibes. To name a few:

>> Blair: heart, red

>> Elijah: star, yellow

>> Darcy: moon, cobalt

>> Melony: Venus flytrap, bright green

I could rant all day about their vibes and mood boards! But we only have so much attention span on this single post, yeah?

(3) What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person?

Blair wants to prove to himself and others that he has worth and a purpose even though others/the government thinks otherwise.

Elijah wishes he could stop running from his problems and just ask for help, but that's kinda hard if [SPOILERS]. Yeah, so that's kind of a Huge bummer.

No one cares what Darcy wants. He's mean. (Any fanletters addressed to him that wind up in Frasier's pile get promptly thrown away.)

Aside from that, I've always wanted to inspire others through my work but kind of implicitly. Or like “oh have you seen that one story it's so wild” in an obscure way. Not really in a cult-following way, but like an urban legend or classic story kind of way. I would like to drop my story into the world and disappear without a trace, hehehe

(4) How many chapters is your story going to have?

42

(5) Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

Original content! Due to its Nature, I'm planning something Much Larger than a typical novel layout. Somewhere online... or somewhere else in a Metaphysical sense. Or implanted in everyone's heads as a distant memory of what could've been, hehehe

It all comes down to if I will ever be able to code as great as Elijah someday (we both hold ourselves to very high Standards, you know).

(6) When and why did you start writing?

I started writing this story July 27, 2022. Oh wait, that date has passed, it's now been a year!

But it's ok, I often forget my own birthday.

I started writing because I became fixated on the idea of just some chill guy in a hectic world then ran with it, and here I am a year later, still as obsessed with these hooligans as ever. I like the seemingly dumbass hero and intelligent villain trope, I suppose.

(7) Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow?

I tend to follow accounts that inspire me to write or become a better person in general. This can range from being a better writer to positivity to pushing myself to get up and be productive because lord knows I need some good ol peer pressure to jumpstart my brain.

The parting message:

Remember why you're writing. Keep your reasons somewhere you can see it, like a sticky note on your mirror. It can be a motivation/goal as simple as “because it's what Younger Me would have wanted to see.”

Also, Please organize your files/notebooks. Future You will be so thankful for that. Don't be like Blair and cover each page head to toe with multicolored pens, highlighters, and diagrams. Be more like Frasier, stay organized:

Blair has provided us with a Bonus Illustration for the readers whose attention has spanned thus far, Huzzah!✨️

...

🚗 Want to rot your brain with each sporadic Crater City post? Join the taglist! Maybe I'll finish this wip someday, who knows! (ask to be added/removed): @writeouswriter @lyra-brie @digitalsatyr23

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1.**** Pls bear in mind.. not for a minute/moment is all of dis(ie all dat..dat am about to put out today ..n later..)..is being written from the point of view of wanting to criticise/oppose/stand in opposition to/is a critique of..dis right winger/far right/authoritarian types wali political ideology..

Dis I want ya’ll to know right at d outset.. toh bhailog kehne ka matlab yeh hai ki ..awwal toh aap log tabhi padhe..jab aap ke paas time ho.. agar padhne ko decide kar hi liya ho..toh bilkul hi aise expect na kare ki ..yeh section 4 ke 16 parts ..kisi kisam ki koi criticism/critique sabit hone wale hai..iss (particular)rt winger/far riter /authoritarian type wali political ideology ko leker..kyon ki agar aise expection se padhna shuru kiya aapne ..toh gazab ki disappointment hone wali hai aap logon ko..toh aisi koi expectation ho toh behteri isi main hai ki padha hi nahi jaye..theek hai..

2.

***Yeh current wale padh ke aap ko zaroor aise lag sakta hai ki..yahan par iss ideology ke khilaf likha gaya hai..lekin aisa toh bilkul hai hi nahi..aage jaake aap ko khud pata chalega ki(aage ke/doosre parts main..I mean).. aisa toh bilkul hi nahi hai.

Toh kehne ka matlab yeh hai ki .. agar padhiyega.. toh sab ke sab parts padhiyega..abhi ke bhi ..aur baad main aane wale unn parts ko bhi..tabhi aap jaan payege ki darahsal kya kehne ki koshish ki ja rahi hai( Adha adhura padhenge toh yeh out of context wali baat ho jayegi)..yahan par…

3.

[Aage jaake..app khud dekhoge ki kaise maine iss wali political ideology ko defend kya tha.

Inn conspiracy theorist bhai saheb dwara ki gayi.. inki har ek baat (iss wale/particular political ideology ko le kar)..ko maine point by point rebut kiya hua hai.. kaise?…yeh sab aage ke liye/aage ke parts main hai..yeh sab.

** My attempt here is merely to b able put out b4 u all.. all dat stuff dis conspiracy theorist guy happened to b saying on dat day(pehli baar inse main mil raha tha.. “World Engineering day” walla din tha(date being..4/3/23)..yeh janaab bohot kuch keh gaye the..pehli hi mulaquuat main.

4.

Aage jaake communist/far left/leftest/centre/liberal/centre left/left liberal..ie..inn sabhi kisam ki political ideologies ko bhi explore kiya gaya hai.. philhaal shuruvaat isi ideology se ki gayi thi..unke dwara..toh ise hi pehle mention kiya jaa raha hai..aur kuch nahi..

Duniye ke sabhi political ideologies ko explore kiya gaya hai..inke pros n cons ko explore kiya gaya hai ( ie.. in sabhi political ideologies ka critique hai yeh walla piece(consisting of those 16 (constituent) parts))

Baaki ke ideologies baad ke liye hai..shall post ‘em all..one after an other]

5.

** Persons starts wid..wat appears to b ..a criticism kind of a thing.. of dis ideology(ie of far right/right wing/authoritarian ideology)..

Bhai log .. inhone yaha par joh kuch bhi bola hai…iss ideology ke baare main..waise issmain kuch bhi naya nahi hai..(yeh sab aap internet/sm main freely dekh/padh sakte hai)..Iss ideology ke critics.. yehi sab toh kehte rehte hai ..iss ideology ke bare main.. bas inke dekhne ka dhristikon kuch alag sa maloom hota hai..

6.

Aage jaake (ie in parts dat shall follow later)aap dekhoge ki main (point by point )..kaise.. bilkul hi badhiya tarike se ..rebutt kar raha hoon(inki har ek baat ka..iss ideology ko lekar )/challenge kar raha hoon.. yani ki iss political ideology ke fayade/advantages bhi gina raha hoon.

Ek achchi baat rahi.. inhone sveekar bhi kiya woh sab joh maine in defence of dis ideology kaha tha..mujhe toh laga tha ki friction/to/fro vegera hoga inke saath ..aisa bilkul bhi nahi hua tha.. usi waqt main samajh gaya tha ki yeh vyakti.. mere hamesha ka mitr bane rehne ke layak ka ho sakta hai..

7

Toh bhai log..long n short of wat am trying to say here is..laghbhag sabhi political ideologies ko cover kiya gaya hai in 16 parts main..(starting offcourse wid dis rt wing/far rt/authoritarian kinda politics)…

Toh sabhi political ideologies ke pluses aur minuses ginaye gaye hai..inn 16 parts main(agar in sab political ideologies ke pluses/minuses nahi hote..toh ye political (ideological)alternatives banke parade bhi nahi kar rahi hoti..bohot saare deshon ke main stream politics/political discourse(s)main .. hai na…?

8

[Ek disclaimer.. waise mujhe aur na hi uss conspiracy theorist bhai sahab ko.. kuch khas jankari hai(yeh hum dono freely admit karte hai)inn sab political ideologies ki.

Ab ..bhai log …jitni samajh hoti hai ek Aadmi ki.. kisi vishay ko lekar..usi hisab se toh vo baat karega..hai na?..toh hum log bhi shayad wohi kar rahe the ..uss dinko..

“Blind men n d elephant” wali kahni yaad hai na ..bhai log?…bas yoon hi samajh lo..bas aise hi kuch main lage hue the hum dono..(at dis eatery)..haha..

[Toh agar Padho toh poore 16 parts ko bhi padhna(dat is…as n when time permits).. nahi toh bas jaane hi dena.. isse mereko koi farak nahi(am not being rude bhailog..aisi baat toh hai hi nahi.. aap logon ka time barbaad nahi karna chchta aur kuch nahi..)..main toh bas Gobind ji ke kehne par hi likh raha hota hoon ..yeh sab..]

** Kisi vishesh desh..ya phir kisi vishesh regime..ko lekar nahi likha gaya hai yeh sab..

IMP:

***Ab mera poora maqsad yahan par yeh hai ki..inn sab political ideologies ko Vaishnavism (joh obviously ek political ideology nahi hai..balki (aap aisa keh sakte ho)..ek jeevan jeene ka tarika hai..ek jeevan shaili hai)ke saath juxtapose karte hue kuch kehne ki koshish ki jaye(dis bits obviously extra.. yeh Vaishnavism wali baat uss din humne iss eatery main discuss nahi ki thi)..

Toh chaliye shuru kiya jaye(Gobind Ji bhi ab keh rahe hai…is about time..u better start posting now..toh ab mere paas koi choice hi nahi..ab iss sab ko post toh karna hi padega..hai na..?

9.

[Sabh political ideologies ko ..inki representative models main reduce karte hue inki pros/cons ki commentry ki gayi hai yahan par..aisa aap keh sakte ho.

Sabhi parts pehle padh lena phir hi conclusions draw karne ki koshish karna ..yani ki agar padhne ka socha hi liya hai toh..tab..theek hai?]..

[Yahan kisi ek/Vishesh regime/desh/political ideology ki politics ki baat nahi ho rahi hai.. balki sare duniya ki ..iss waqt ki..(aur pehli ki bhi)..politics ki baat ho rahi hai..padhlo bhailog..padhlo..kuch nahi toh shayad anand hi ki prapti ho jaye..**agar padhna hai.. toh sabr rakhte hue sab padhna..warna padhna hi nahi.. theek?]..

10.

[ Bhailog.. kahan yeh sab(iss duniya ki politics)..aur kahan vaishnavism..main toh yeh wali baat sochne par vivash hoon ab..khair..

Humko toh bas vaishnavism se hi matlab hai..politics vegera se khas nahi.. yeh main clear kardena chahata hoon… (rite at d outset).. toh naturally ..hum sab ke bhale ka hi chahenge..sab ke hith ka hi sochenge..sab ke well wisher hote hai…aisa aap keh sakte ho]…

[maddielevel6fmp]

FMP

Primary research; Survey fro students and yougn people 16-25 year olds

To gain some more insight and research information for what exactly gen-z/students would look for in an app in order to help them, i created a survey.

Question 1: on a scale of 1-10 how important is mental well-being to you in your daily life?

33.33%- in the middle of not important and very important 

33.33%-  more important

16.67%- important

16.67%- very important 

Thoughts:

The lack of importance that young people/students have for their own mental health and well-being says that apps to help them aren't marketed towards them enough or not successfully, as they don't make it a priority,this is something that i need to integrate into my changed to make it a daily priority for them.

Question 2: How often do you take part in mindfulness activities or meditation?

66.67%- not often

33.33%- never

Thoughts:

Almost 100% of the participants don't ever take part of mindfulness activities of meditation to help their mental health and well-being. 60% said not often and they probably dont make it a priority either when they do.

Question 3: whats the biggest challenges you face when it comes to managing stress and anxiety as a student?

40%- balancing university/college work with social life

40%- difficulty maintaining healthy lifestyles

20%- other

Thoughts:

Most students said that they struggle most with balancing student life with work and social life and being abe to maintain a healthy lifestyles, maybe a feature being added to the app like a shedual planner, eating reminder or healthy eating tips and trips will help students stay organised and in control of stress and anxiety.

Question 4: what specific feature or tools would you like to see in mindfulness app to help students?

Bedtime storys, breathing regulators, calming noises/ white noise

Reminders to tak time for myself and to take a break 

Time management help

Good motivation tools 

Peer support and sharing platform 

Thoughts:

This question asked exactly what students/young people would find helpful and important in a mental health app they using- would an entire app under the name of headspace make it easier to incorporate all the needs of s student combined with headspaces offers in order to create an app that's completely catered to students and young people for all their needs.

Question 5:  How likely ae you too use a mindfulness app that offers personalised mindfulness routines and challenges for students?

Most participants are very likely 

Thoughts:

This confirms that headspaces existing features of daily meditation will definitely help students and be useful.

Question 6: would you prefer mindfulness exercises that are integrated into your daily routine?

100% yes 

Thoughts:

A daily routine/planner would be able to include the mindfulness exercises as well as meditation to help students also.

Question 7: How important is it for you to have a sense of community and peer support within mindfulness apps/platforms?

60%- important 

40%- very important 

Thoughts:

A section for peer support and experience needs to be added to the app as this is something that's come apparent in a lot of my research that students and young people look for in apps and think it's helpful and important.

Question 8: what types of content would find most helpful in a mindfulness app?

Hygiene encouragement reminders 

Stress relief 

Meditation or yoga

Stress relief tips, on hand study tips, motivation boosters 

Thoughts:

Hygiene encouragement and reminders- when people struggle with mental health staying on top of personal hygiene and having the motivation to look after yourself can be very rare and difficult to achieve, these reminders and encouragement would help young people overcome these important things in a day to day routine improving their mental and physical health at the same time.

Stress relief- Stress relief can be achieved with using the mindfulness activities and meditation tips provided through the app.

Meditation or yoga- this is also covered under the same services spoke about above.

Study tips, motivational boosters- Study tips with in the app in the form of notifications could help student stay focused and less distrated on social media incding the harmful side of social media lowering screen time. Motivational boosters can help with: keeping fit, eating healthy, mental and physcial health and daily self-care.

Question 9: are there any specific topics of themes related to mental health and mindfulness that you would like to see in an app?

information about mental health influences, self-help books, helplines, help seeking mental health support

Daily checkups, daily reminders, encouragement to get out of the house and get fresh air to look after yourself 

Something to encourage anxious students to go into uni more

Time planning feature 

Thoughts:

information about mental health influencers and self help books can be a good way of showing coping mechanisms to students.

Daily check ups, reminders, encouragment to get out of the house for fresh air can help students who may feel lonely and isolated ad spend alot of time in their rooms alone, a daily check up will make them feel less lonely and walks in fresh air can help them feel better mentally but not being in one room all day alone with thoughts.

A way to encourage anxious students to attend unimore often will help enhance their university experience and academic outcomes like grades and enjoyment.

Time planning will also help students with creating a good daily routine.

Question 10: what factors would motivate you to continue using mindfulness app regularly?

social features progress tracker awards, group sessions to talk about your story and listen to peer advice.

Checklists to help focus

Progress tracking and rewards 

What I want to add based off of the survey:

improve the important of mental well-being in students lives

Improve how often students take part in mindfulness activities

A way to help balance student work and social life 

Integrate A way to make it easier for students to keep on top of a healthy lifestyle

Take a break reminders and self-care 

Time management help

Motivational tools

Peer support system

Mind fullness set routines

Hygiene encouragement reminders 

Stress relief 

Meditation or yoga

on hand study tips, motivation boosters 

social features progress tracker with awards 

group sessions to talk about your story and listen to peer advice.

Checklists to help focus

Progress tracking and rewards

Free programme for students (helps with financial struggles)

[genieife]

Experience the Magic of Pushkar Holi Party: Where Tradition Meets Modern Revelry!

Embark on an unforgettable journey with our Pushkar Holi Party Special , curated by Geniefie Trip Planner App. Whether you’re a couple or a solo traveler, this trip offers the perfect blend of adventure and cultural immersion. Book your stay at top hotels or resorts and secure train tickets for March 2024 to celebrate Holi in a unique way. Join us for the best Holi Celebration in Pushkar, Rajasthan, where the festivities are grand and vibrant every year. Experience the craziest Holi celebration with DJ trance parties, colorful festivities, and incredible music. Explore iconic landmarks such as the Ajmer Garib Nawaz Dargah, Brahma Temple, Pushkar Lake, and more. Indulge in food hopping, local shopping, and witness the spectacular Holika Dahan Pooja. Don’t miss out on the opportunity to make memories that last a lifetime!

Highlights!

What makes this event special!

Craziest Holi Celebration in Pushkar

DJ Holi Party

Visiting Ajmer Garib Nawaz Darga

Visit Brahma Temple, Kishangarh – The Moonland of Rajasthan, Savitri Mata Temple, and Pushkar Desert

Sunset from Pushkar Lake

Food Hopping in Pushkar

Pushkar Ghat

SL/AC Journey To and fro

World Famous One and only Brahma Temple in India.

Explore Local Food and Shopping

Timeline of the event!

Experience the vibrant spirit of Pushkar’s Holi celebration with Geniefie’s curated itinerary. Dive into Rajasthan’s cultural extravaganza, visiting iconic landmarks like the Brahma Temple and Pushkar Lake. Join locals in colorful festivities, DJ parties, and traditional rituals. From exploring historic sites to savoring local cuisine, this itinerary promises an unforgettable celebration of Holi in true Rajasthani style.

The FUN Begins here, we’ll start with music and fun games!

Day 1: Arrival in Pushkar – Sat, 23 March

– Arrive at Ajmer Station and transfer to the hotel via local transport. Those meeting directly at Ajmer should arrive before 14:00. – Check-in at the hotel, freshen up, and prepare to explore the city. – Visit iconic attractions such as the Brahma Temple, Pushkar Lake, and Pushkar Ghat. Enjoy cafe hopping and indulge in shopping and food hopping. – Return to the hotel for dinner at 09:30 pm, followed by leisure activities like playing games, singing, and dancing.

Day 2: Holika Dahan and Sightseeing in Pushkar – Sun, 24 March

– Wake up at 07:00 am, have breakfast, and prepare for the day’s activities. – Visit the Savitri Temple, Kishangarh, and Ajmer Dargah. – Witness Holika Dahan festivities in the evening at the local market, accompanied by trance music and vibrant celebrations. – Return to the hotel for dinner at 09:30 pm, followed by relaxation and rest.

Day 3: Holi Party at Pushkar – Mon, 25 March

– Wake up around 09:30 am, enjoy breakfast, and prepare for the Holi celebrations. – Experience one of the craziest Holi parties on the streets of Pushkar. – After the Holi festivities, check out from the hotel, indulge in food hopping, and proceed to the train station. – Catch the BDTS GARIB RATH (12215) train departing at 03:30 pm.

Day 4: Departure from Pushkar – Tue, 26 March

– Arrive at Borivali by 06:46 am and Bandra Terminus by 07:35 am. – Bid farewell to Pushkar, cherishing happy memories and sharing captured moments with fellow travellers. – End of the Holi celebration party tour with Geniefie, leaving behind unforgettable experiences.

Things to Carry!

Identity Proof (must)

Extra pair of clothes – Colourful Ones

Winter Clothes

Camera / Scarf / Towel / Sunglasses / Slippers

Some ready-to-eat food. Plum cakes, Biscuits etc.

Medicine that you require usually (We do have a basic first aid kit)

Please avoid wearing Gold and other ornaments or carrying precious items.

Stay:

We will be staying in Navratna Hotel, Pushkar.

Age Preferences!

This event is suitable for 18 – 45 year old. Even if you don’t fit into this age bracket you are more than welcome.

How to Reach Pushkar in Rajasthan!

By Air:

The nearest airport to Pushkar is the Jaipur International Airport (IATA: JAI), located approximately 150 kilometers away.

From Jaipur Airport, you can hire a taxi or take a bus to reach Pushkar. The journey takes around 3-4 hours depending on traffic conditions.

By Train:

The closest railway station to Pushkar is the Ajmer Junction Railway Station (Station Code: AII), situated around 11 kilometers away.

Ajmer Junction is well-connected to major cities like Delhi, Mumbai, Jaipur, and Ahmedabad via regular train services.

From Ajmer Junction, you can hire a taxi or take a local bus to reach Pushkar, which is a short journey of about 30 minutes.

By Road:

Pushkar is well-connected by road to major cities and towns in Rajasthan as well as neighboring states.

You can drive to Pushkar from nearby cities like Jaipur, Ajmer, Jodhpur, and Udaipur via well-maintained highways.

State-run buses, private buses, and taxis are also available from various cities to reach Pushkar. You can book bus tickets or hire a taxi for a comfortable journey.

By Bus:

Pushkar has a bus stand located near the main market area, which is well-connected to nearby cities and towns.

State-owned Rajasthan State Road Transport Corporation (RSRTC) operates regular bus services from cities like Jaipur, Ajmer, and Jodhpur to Pushkar.

Private bus operators also offer bus services to Pushkar from major cities in Rajasthan and neighboring states.

Embarking on a journey to Pushkar for the Holi celebration party in 2024 with Geniefie Trip Planner App promises an unforgettable experience filled with colors, culture, and camaraderie. From exploring iconic landmarks like the Brahma Temple and Pushkar Lake to immersing in the joyous festivities of Holi on the streets of Pushkar, this travel guide offers a comprehensive overview of the vibrant celebrations awaiting you. With Geniefie Trip Planner App, you can seamlessly plan your itinerary, book accommodations, and discover the best activities and attractions Pushkar has to offer during this festive season. Get ready to create lasting memories and immerse yourself in the spirit of Holi in the enchanting city of Pushkar.

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02/14/2024

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Harmony Hustle: 7 Tips for Mastering Work-Life Balance Bliss

People all want to have a good work-life balance.

Work-life balance positively affects employees' job satisfaction, productivity, and level of fulfillment both at work and at home. It can be challenging to strike that balance, though.

To assist you in enhancing both your personal and professional life, we have compiled this list of the best advice. 

Realizing how crucial work-life balance is

It's simple to get sucked into your work in the modern world and forget about your own needs and desires. While challenging, maintaining a healthy balance between your personal and professional life is crucial.

The following are some advantages of having a good work-life balance:

increased psychological health

Improved well-being

Enhanced output in the office

An improved perspective

stronger bonds in the workplace

A rise in contentment at work

better control over time

Aware of the difficulties

Achieving a work-life balance might present certain difficulties, though. With technology advancing to enable more individuals to work from home, the digital era has given rise to new forms of working. But this also means that it might be difficult for remote and hybrid workers to keep professional areas separate from personal ones.

Conversely, many think that work-life integration is a good thing and that it should become the new standard because of all the advantages. Workers ought to think about combining the two to build a comprehensive existence rather than keeping them apart. A significant amount of your life is indeed devoted to employment.

Workers of all kinds deal with different kinds of problems. While frontline workers who deal with sensitive matters are frequently impacted by this in their personal lives, office-based employees, for example, have to factor commuting into their family time.

Tips for a Work-Life Balance

1. Establish concise limits

Demarcating your personal life from your job life is our first piece of advice. You should draw boundaries between the two so that you may concentrate on what you're doing at the moment and not worry about work or vacation time all the time.

Given the constant blurring of the borders between work and pleasure, setting clear boundaries may be challenging, particularly for remote workers. Employees who operate in an office setting enjoy a greater sense of separation from their work environment, while those who work remotely from home may find it more difficult.

2. Effective time management

When it comes to maintaining a work-life balance, time management is crucial. Your productivity at work and your level of relaxation during leisure time will both increase with job prioritization and realistic goal planning. This is made possible by productivity tracking apps like Time Doctor, which let you keep track of your peak productivity times and do pressing work during those windows.

3. Make self-care a priority.

To maintain a good work-life balance, employee well-being is essential. You'll be more productive at work and happier in your own time if you include self-care practices in your everyday life. One way to improve concentration and prevent burnout is to set aside little amounts of time during the day to just relax and do nothing.

4. Accept remote job opportunities

One way to improve work-life balance is through flexible work schedules, such as remote or hybrid employment. Employers should devise strategies to offer flexible work arrangements to their employees, as most occupations may be completed entirely or in part from a distance. To increase employee satisfaction at work and ensure productivity, you may, for example, let them work from home on Mondays and Fridays.

5. Plan frequent pauses.

Take regular breaks at work to boost productivity, according to research. It is possible to increase productivity during working hours considerably by scheduling frequent "micro-breaks" lasting around five minutes. Your attention span will benefit from taking breaks of any type, according to studies. 

6. Reducing tension and cultivating awareness

Stress may be effectively reduced by practicing mindfulness and introspection. Your anxiety and calmness will decrease with the support of techniques like writing, yoga, and meditation. Your productivity at work will increase, and your vacation time will be happier as a result. When mindful practices are needed, employers should support their staff members' understanding of their stress levels.

7. Digital detox

Work-life balance is aided and impeded by technology. Though business process automation might help lower stress levels, too much screen time is bad for our eyes and our concentration. Due to this, workers who spend their whole workday glued to a laptop should unplug from their phones and take periodic breaks from digital gadgets during the day. Your sleep quality will improve even for brief stints of digital detoxification, especially before bed.

Want to learn about mental health? Visit GoodLives.

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10/1/2023 DAB Transcript

Isaiah 62:6-65:25, Philippians 2:19-3:3, Psalm 73:1-28, Proverbs 24:13-14

Today is October 1st, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian and it is wonderful to be here with you today as we end a week while beginning a month. So, here we are, first day of the 10th month of the year, 274th day of the year, which means 274 days ago we began our long journey, a year-long journey through life together through the Scriptures together, every single book, every single paragraph, every single sentence, every single word and what a journey it has been, what beautiful journey, it has been and what transformation has began to take shape inside of us. And we have one quarter of the year left to go, so we are plenty out in front of us, but we have plenty that we have covered already. So, it is wonderful to be here with you today as we begin this brand-new month of October. And whether it's a brand-new month or a brand-new shiny sparkly week that we are entering into, we pick up where we left off and that leads us back out into the territory of the book of Isaiah, which we have been reading for a bit now. We will actually conclude the book of Isaiah tomorrow. So, we are, we are rounding the corner on this prophetic book and we’ll move forward after that, obviously. But we still got a couple of days to spend with Isaiah and so, let's dive in. We’ve been reading from the Good News Translation this week. Today, Isaiah chapter 62 verse 6, through 65 verse 25.

Prayer:

Father, we thank You for Your word and we thank You for bringing us to the conclusion of another week together, and as we conclude this week, we are beginning this brand-new 10th month of the year. We consecrate this to You, we consecrate our hearts and ourselves to You in this brand-new month that is all shiny and brand-new, a gift that You are giving us day-by-day, moment-by-moment, a gift to be in Your presence. A gift to walk this life together with You. And we confess, as we have so often so much of the time we’re not paying attention, we’re cast to and fro, we’re running around from thing to thing to thing, keeping the plates spinning, try to keep anything bad from happening to us, when You have invited us into rest and instructed us that You will care for us. And we confess, we make our own messes then ask You to come and care for us when You have invited us away to walk with You and avoid so many of these pitfalls. You have invited us into a spacious place, where we can see what is going on and not be tied to all of the things, we attach ourselves to. And so, as we walk into this month, we want to walk in freedom. That might mean that we have to let some of the plates fall. That might mean, we have to listen to You, so that we know what is actually going to be important in this final quarter of the year. Holy Spirit come, lead us into all truth, we ask in the name of Jesus. Amen.

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If you want to partner with the Daily Audio Bible, if what happens when we gather around the Global Campfire every day, brings good news and hope to us, and the…the sense that we are not in this alone, that we are in this together, that God has given us brothers and sisters all over the world to take this journey with, this journey through the Bible, of course, but this journey through life together. If that has been meaningful to you then thank you, humbly for your partnership. There is a link on the homepage at dailyaudiobible.com. If you're using the app, you can press the Give button in the upper right-hand corner or the mailing address is P.O. Box 1996 Springhill, Tennessee 37174.

And as always, if you have a prayer request or encouragement, you can hit the Hotline button in the app, the little red button up at the top or you can dial 877-942-4253.

And that's it for today. I am Brian. I love you and I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow.

Prayer and Encouragements:

Hey family. Judy, Salt Lake City here. Steve’s sister Donna just called me and asked me if I would call in the prayer line for our nephew. Has been diagnosed in liver failure. Evidently, it’s pretty serious. It’s sounds like he has end stage. So, she knows with … our prayer warriors our pretty special people. She wanted to do it but she’s afraid she’d just start crying and wouldn’t be able to finish the prayer request. So, family, please hold up Allen in your prayers for salvation as well as his healing. He does believe in God but I don’t know how much else, it sounds like that’s pretty much it. So, please pray for his salvation. That through this time of trouble with his liver that he can meet Jesus and accept him as his savior before it’s too late. Thank you family. In Jesus name. Amen.

Hi beautiful family, this is Prisoner of Hope. I’m lifting up Anna in the Trenches, you said you have a stressful but exciting season in your buying a home. But the move sounds overwhelming. Lord, I’m lifting this family up, that You would send help. Please, she’s dealing with her mother with Alzeihmers and she’s deteriorating and it’s just hard to watch, Lord. Either bring healing to her or just bring comfort to this family. Whatever Your will is Lord. Oh Manita, you said … I guarantee you that is not true. And if anybody calls too much it’s probably me. And you have a young 20 something cousin Brandon, who was hit and killed by a motorist in Kentucky and your family is just devastated. Especially his mom. I am lifting up that family, your family. Lauriann from South Carolina, you lost your husband Steven and you just said so many days you want your husband back and grief is hard. I’m lifting you up, sweet sister. Cindy in Ontario, your friend Jennifer, her daughter Hope and is in a coma and there’s just not much hope there. And then, Amanda, your family, a family in your daughters school, their 17 year old son was killed in a car accident and so, I’m lifting up all these people, sweet Lord. That we can call upon you in times of our sorrow. Please just give these families Your strength and help them to give their heavy hearts to you. May they just feel the warmth of Your love and Your divine compassion. Have mercy on them while they struggle through life’s hardships, Lord. It’s just so difficult. And then Lord, for those in these situations, who have family members that don’t know You, I pray that You would reveal Yourself to them. Soften their hearts that they would come to know You as Lord and savior of their life. We just ask this in Your precious.

This is your servant, From Junk to Treasure and I’m calling to ask for prayers. Our little town that is close to where I live out in the country, elections for town board and things like that. And my brother had sold his house and moved in closer to town and he’s running for a position. So, I’m asking … because our little town really needs some changes and some updates. It’s pretty stagnet and running down and doesn’t have a lot of life left in it. And a lot of empty buildings sitting, even though it’s a very small town. And I think that we are in desperate need of changes and my brother has a God-fearing man and so, he would add a touch of Christianity, I don’t know how to say it. He would add Jesus into our community, I’ll say that. And so, if you could please … throne of grace, I would greatly appreciate it. Make treasures out of the junk that is thrown in our lives.

Hello DAB family, this is Adopted and Loved. Just calling to give an update and ask for prayer. I am going into court for my … Thursday and just having a lot of anxiety and wanting to give it to God and I don’t know. There’s so much that I don’t know. And I just want to give it to him and know what that looks like, clothing myself in his righteousness. And being able to walk in, not be ashamed of who I am. But know that I am a child of God. Ask for your prayer for my wife as well too, that she would be okay as we go through this court proceeding. I really wish that we … just for my four kids as well too. Thank you.

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React-Native fetch, Network request failed. not using localhost

I have an app, which im using fetch to authenticate user. it was working till few days ago and i haven't change anything. just upgraded from react 0.27 to 0.28, not fetch is not working.

i have searched for almost 2 days and i have read almost all questions in stackoverflow. most of users trying to fetch something from localhost, and when they change it to actual ip address , they get it to work.but im not fetching anything from localhost, also mine code used to be working.

here is my code :

fetch('http://somesite.com/app/connect', { method: 'POST', headers: { 'Accept': 'application/json', 'Content-Type': 'application/json', 'language':'en-US', 'Authorization': 'Bearer ' + access_token, }, body: JSON.stringify({ uid: uid, refresh_token: refresh_token, token: access_token, device: device_id, device_name: device_name, }) }).then((response) => response.json()).then((responseData) => { console.log(JSON.stringify(responseData.body))}).catch((err)=> { console.log('Some errors occured'); console.log(err);}).done();

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i tried to make some new projects, simple, just used a simple fetch example fro tutorials, it gave same error. i tried to open my website which im trying to connect to it, through browser in emulator, it works, but it seems through my, app cannot connect to any website/ip. it gives this error in chrome console :

TypeError: Network request failed at XMLHttpRequest.xhr.onerror (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:28193:8) at XMLHttpRequest.dispatchEvent (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:14591:15) at XMLHttpRequest.setReadyState (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:29573:6) at XMLHttpRequest.__didCompleteResponse (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:29431:6) at http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:29506:52 at RCTDeviceEventEmitter.emit (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:13428:23) at MessageQueue.__callFunction (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:11999:23) at http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:11906:8 at guard (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:11857:1) at MessageQueue.callFunctionReturnFlushedQueue (http://localhost:8081/index.ios.bundle?platform=ios&dev=true&hot=true:11905:1)

actually i have the same problem as this user here : React-native network request always fails

UPDATE :info.plist from xcode

any help will be appreciated!

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