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[harvesti]

Finance advice, how to budget and do weekly check-ins? Any good apps?

I don't recommend using apps for taking care of your finances (of course, except the actual bank app!) because I believe finances need a more hands-on-deck approach, not the convenience that apps provide. money needs attention, and apps are distracting.

I also don't recommend using set methods like the 50/30/20, because I don't think these methods are good for people who are actually poor.

budgeting needs to be as simple as possible, which means it needs to be as planned as possible. so find out your survival budget (your actual needs, excluding ALL superfluous things + your bills), set your bills to auto-debit for your payday, only go shopping for groceries once or twice max per week (I recommend going once for home necessities and another day for fresh food, if you must, but no more) and FOLLOW A DETAILED AND SPECIFIC LIST. oh, and always check wholesale prices rather than unitary prices, they often scam us by charging more in smaller units. memorize the price of your necessities and compare between different stores, so you always know exactly how much you need before spending. learn how to cook if you spend too much in food, it's literally the cheapest way to eat. (food is usually the most expensive variable of budgeting, since bills are usually fixed, so I tend to focus on that.)

when it comes to other needs, forget about buying in cheap stores like shein or fashion nova, or cheap department stores, ALWAYS go for less pieces in greater quality that will last longer and need less maintenance. don't impulse-buy even if you have the money, ALWAYS sleep a few nights before buying something you want so you can assess how much you actually need that in your life. don't indulge on convenience, don't rely on deliveries for everything. know how much money you have every single day you spend it (weird advice, but I know a lot of people who don't check before or after they spend and end up surprised).

and my biggest advice: if you have trouble with budgeting, cancel your credit card. only pay by charge until you can definitely say you're in control of your spending. the best way to be in control of your money is to not be in debt, and not have monthly commitments that aren't your actual bills. if you can only buy something if you pay in installments, you can't buy it.

[sin-cognito]

Rarepair New Year 2024 ch9: Nightmare/Blue, Foreign language

SFW

Wordcount: 2623

Blue arrives early at the café.

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Blue arrives early at the café.

He's still got a good two hours before his new teacher arrives, so he gets himself a cup of tea, pulls out his headphones and his books and starts to study. No sense in wasting any precious time when he's got an important test in two months.

Blue is a smart and studious monster, the best in his class. His grades are through the roof, and his aim is to get into the advanced class by the end of the year, so that leaves him a little under four months to achieve his goal. It's especially impressive since he could barely introduce himself and count to ten not even a year ago, when he first moved to Applemoon.

He's always been fascinated by Applemoonish culture, it's so different from his own country, Underswap, so when he got the opportunity to come here to study the language, he didn't even think and signed up right away. He told himself he has two years to learn to speak Applemoonish fluently and so far he's on the right track.

Recently however, he's felt like his oral skills are not up to par with his writing, leaving him frustrated everytime he tries to go out and have fun. Granted he doesn't do much of that since he's so busy with school and (self-imposed) homework, but it'd still be nice if he could have more confidence in speaking up during the rare times he does go out and tries to make new Applemoonish friends.

It leaves him puzzled as well: how can he get full marks on all his tests but then struggle so hard just asking the lady at the grocery store if they have soy milk? He sighs at his lacking skills.

Which is the reason why he's spending the rest of his afternoon here in this café. He'd usually just go straight home after class, but today he's going to meet a private teacher that should help him improve his conversation skills. Or so it said on the site where Blue found the other's profile.

Nightmare, skeleton monster, 27, half-Underswapian, half-Applemoonish, with experience in teaching both languages. He sounds perfect for Blue. Not to mention that he doesn't charge too much for each lesson.

So Blue messaged him and they've agreed to meet in this café for a trial lesson. It's half the price of a regular one, so if Blue isn't satisfied with Nightmare's way of teaching conversation (however one does that), he knows he can just find another teacher and he won't have lost too much money. It's a good deal.

"Blue?" A deep voice calls out his name, drawing him back to reality.

He was too focused on his books and didn't see the time, momentarily forgetting where he even is, so when Blue hears his name and looks up, it takes him a couple seconds to realize who the stunning skeleton standing in front of his table is.

He looks dumbly at the other for a moment before he feels his cheeks go hot. Hold on, wait, -this- skeleton is his teacher? This absolute stud of a Greek god? Really? There was no profile picture on the website, this isn't a dating app after all, but holy stars, there should be. Nightmare would have so much success with his sacramento green bones and broad chest, not to mention the vivid mint eyelight shining in his left eyesocket. Blue swallows hard.

"Sorry, I must have the wrong person," the dark-boned skeleton says when he can see no reaction from Blue.

It gets the little student into motion again, and Blue quickly stands up and gestures at the empty chair in front of him.

"NO, YES, I MEAN, YES IT'S ME, I'M BLUE!" He wants to smack himself for the worst ever delivery of a self-introduction.

"Oh, alright," Nightmare lifts a brow but doesn't comment further on Blue's awkwarness. "Nice to meet you."

"NICE TO MEE YOU AS WELL, MR. NIGHTMARE," Blue happily says as they shake hands.

"Eh, drop the mister. Nightmare's fine."

Blue feels his SOUL skip a beat, what is wrong with him! He needs to calm down.

Nightmare orders himself a coffee and then the trial lesson begins. Nightmare asks Blue what his objectives are and why he had to hire a private teacher when he's already enrolled in a school that has a great reputation. Blue explains his dissatisfaction with the way the school teaches oral conversations, or rather the lack of teaching in that department, really, and Nightmare nods.

"Yeah, it's not that unusual that language schools like the one you're in focus more on getting their students to pass written tests than obtaining the actual skills to live in the country itself. That's why I don't really like them, but I can't complain because that means I can get a job quite easily," Nightmare comments as Blue nods. "Alright, enough about your backstory, let's hear you talk Applemoonish. How about you introduce yourself again?"

Blue makes a face but does as he's told so. He struggles with getting the right words to come out of his mouth smoothly, his timing and intonations are all wrong, and his pronounciation is way off. He can be an absolute chatter box in his native language, but right now he can't help but keep his introduction as short as can be.

Nightmare hums. "Well, it wasn't as bad as I expected. I think all you need is to just practice talking about random stuff, and it'll all come naturally."

Blue blinks in surprise.

"REALLY? I THOUGHT IT WAS TERRIBLE!"

Nightmare chuckles and something stirs in Blue's magic.

"Not at all. Sure, maybe some of what you said sounded a little weird, but I understood what you meant to tell me, and that's what important with oral skills. It's not as much saying the correct words as it is getting your point across," he explains.

Blue lets out an impressed hum and decides that yes, Nightmare is the perfect teacher for him.

(Nightmare being a solid piece of eye-candy has nothing to do with Blue's decision.)

They start planning Blue's lessons twice a week at first and everything goes well. Nightmare usually shows up with a couple conversation ideas before asking Blue to come up with some themes himself. Over the next month or so however, preparing anything for these private lessons feels more and more useless as conversation flows so naturally between the two that it's not unusual for them to keep talking well past the hour Blue is paying Nightmare for. Blue insisted at first that Nightmare accepts his money, but the handsome skeleton proved himself to be rather stubborn, saying that it was his decision to keep hanging out with Blue outside of his 'work hours'.

Blue feels more than pleased with his progress already. It's barely been a month and he feels himself getting more and more confident, and he doesn't dread having to ask something in Applemoonish anymore. He doesn't even use Underswapian with Nightmare anymore, not even for corrections or when he doesn't know a specific word. He just does his best to explain what he means in another way and waits for Nightmare to provide with the actual term.

One month and a half marks the start of Nightmare offering Blue to go to the movies with him. Watching a movie in another language without any subtitles is daunting at first, and Blue admittedly doesn't do very well on his first time. The actors are talking too fast and sometimes mumble their lines, and without the visual aid subtitles provide, Blue is lost. They debrief the movie later with Nightmare, and Blue asks if they can go watch it again.

It doesn't change much however, as Blue is way too distracted by Nightmare casually wrapping an arm around Blue's shoulder to really pay any attention to the movie.

They hang out more and more often after that, spending almost every afternoon together. When they can't because one is too busy, they usually text each other well into the evening.

At this point, Nightmare is more than just a teacher for Blue. He's a real -crush- friend. Maybe even his best friend.

They celebrate the end of Blue's big test at Nightmare's place, where Blue gets to meet his teacher's twin, the lovely Dream. The two immediately get on well, which ends up with Blue spending all his time with one or the other twin, though he won't lie, his preference clearly goes to Nightmare.

Blue cannot deny it anymore, he's crushing hard on his private teacher. He does consider the idea of asking Nightmare out, but he's not sure how to go about it. He makes the mistake of confiding in Dream about his feelings, who lets out a squeak so high that Blue finds himself temporarily deaf. At least having Nightmare's twin on Blue's side is reassuring, as Dream assures Blue that Nightmare is very single and doesn't have any crush at the moment. The news is as much a relief as it is disappointing, as Blue realizes his teacher doesn't seem to have any interest in Blue as a potential romantic partner.

Well that's what Dream's here to help Blue with, and the ever-smiling twin spends the next few weeks feeding as much personal info about his brother as he can to Blue, who soaks everything up like a sponge. Blue's never been more grateful for his quick learning dispositions. He learns Nightmare's favorite desert, and invites him to taste a homemade apple pie and asks him about how authentic the taste is. Blue hears that Nightmare likes playing chess, and so he downloads an app and asks Nightmare if he knows how to play and can he teach Blue. Dream spills the beans about his brother's very secret passion for singing, and Blue casually mentions he's never been to karaoke and is too shy to go by himself and oh how wonderful it would be to have someone go with him…

Blue knows he's a bit too obvious here and there, but he doesn't mind as either Nightmare doesn't notice or he doesn't mind Blue's company.

Meanwhile they continue their weekly lessons, and Blue's hard work pays off when he's told that his test results are good enough to let him go up to the advanced class. Blue's first reaction upon hearing the news isn't even to tell his family back in Underswap, all he wants to do is run to Nightmare's place to announce the good news.

"I'm really proud of you," Nightmare congratulates Blue over the phone. "How about we celebrate this tonight around a drink? There's this new bar that I wanted to bring you to, I'm sure you're going to love it."

Blue beams at the other and excitedly runs home to get ready. He calls Dream to the rescue, to help him pick his outfit for tonight.

Blue has decided he's going to confess his feelings.

He wants to do it right. It might sound cheesy, but according to Dream, Nightmare can be a little traditional when it comes to relationships, and apparently he likes when things are laid out flat rather than making a bunch of innuendos. It's a little nerve-wracking for Blue, who so far doesn't have much experience asking someone else out as he's more of a 'actions over words' kinda guy if you catch his drift. But he's serious about Nightmare and wants to make sure he's not going to fuck it up for a stupid reason.

He puts on a deep blue sequin top with a high-waisted pair of jeans. He's got white platform shoes on and a dark gray leather jacket on. He asks Dream a billion times whether the look is over the top or underdressed, and each time the twin assures Blue he's exactly to the tastes of Nightmare.

Blue's efforts are rewarded with a soft blush on Nightmare's cheeks when Blue arrives at the bar. Nightmare isn't the most expressive monster out there, so Blue is confident that his looks helped him get a few good points if Nightmare can't even keep his magic in check.

They go seat at the counter and Nightmare orders cocktails for them both.

"As a treat, since you did so well with your test," he explains as he clinks his glass to Blue's.

"I CAN'T WAIT TO BE IN THE ADVANCED CLASS," Blue happily sips away his cocktail, munching on the popato chisps they've orders to go with their drinks. "APPARENTLY THE ADVANCED LEVEL TEACHERS ARE REALLY GOOD, SO I'M REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO ATTENDING THEIR CLASSES."

Nightmare puts his skull in the palm of his hand as he grins at Blue.

"Maybe I should apply to work at your school. It would be fun to teach a whole class, and who knows, maybe you'd be my student."

Blue chuckles awkwardly as he hesitates whether he should say his next words.

"YES BUT PLEASE DON'T. WE'D HAVE WAY LESS TIME TO HANG OUT TOGETHER IF YOU WORKED AT MY SCHOOL," he finally blurts out, avoiding Nightmare's gaze. If the teacher comment on Blue's blush, he can always say it's because of the cocktail.

Nightmare hums. "Yeah, maybe you're right. I don't really want another student anyway, I'm good with just you."

Blue is about to faint, his magic beating wildly in his chest. That was a direct hit, and quite honestly very unfair of Nightmare to be so charming when Blue is the one supposed to flirt with him, not the other way around.

Blue gulps the rest of his cocktail in one go and decides to just go for it.

"NIGHTMARE, I NEED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" He starts, but loses his confidence as he scrambles to find a way to word his thoughts. "I, UHH… SO I HAVE SOMEONE I LIKE AND I WANT TO CONFESS."

He glances at Nightmare to check if the other knows this is about him, but Nightmare just looks intrigued. He waits for Blue to continue.

"YES, SO, WELL. I WANT TO KNOW… ERM… HOW- HOW DO YOU ASK SOMEONE OUT IN APPLEMOONISH?" Blue blurts out and immediately has to stop himself from smacking his own dumb face.

"You say will you be my boyfriend?" Nightmare replies without missing a beat.

Blue's SOUL is about to explode or implode, he isn't sure, but it's going to stop working that's for sure.

With a burning face and shaky voice, Blue repeats the sentence.

"WILL YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND?"

"Yeah."

Blue blinks. Oh no, Nightmare thought he just repeated the phrase to get the pronounciation right, something they've done a billion times before during their lessons.

Blue's plans crumble like a card tower and he starts feeling dizzy. His palms are sweaty and his magic is throbbing in his skull.

He decides to go for broke.

"I'M NOT JUST REPEATING THE SENTENCE. I'M ACTUALLY ASKING YOU TO BE MY BOYFRIEND."

There he said it.

"I know," Nightmare replies just as casually as before. "And I'm telling you yes."

"YES?"

"Yeah. I like you too, Blue, so yeah, I want to be your boyfriend."

Blue feels like he's melting, turning into a puddle of goo on the floor, or he would be if it wasn't for the arm Nightmare wraps around his waist. Nightmare tilts Blue's skull and leans down for a kiss and this time, yeah, Blue does melt. Nightmare's tongue is warm and strong and so so good. It leaves Blue breathless but more importantly, eager for more. More kisses, more Nightmare, more… more.

Maybe they can go to Nightmare's place and have a different kind of private lesson.

[schizopositivity]

Hello, my brother recently got put on 5250 for danger to others.. they said he has unspecified psychosis and could potentially have schizophrenia.. it’s been tough on me and my family because we love him and want him to have a full life. Get a stable job and hopefully fall in love and start a family.. but it doesn’t seem he has any motivation or focus.. ☹️ I’m hoping things will be better when his medications finally start working.. but do you have any advice for jobs for people with psychosis/schizophrenia? Do you have any advice for me about how can I make him more social so he isn’t isolated in his room all day? He is my best friend, this is so hard on me. I want him back 😞 I’ve come to terms that one day when I’m older, and both of my parents pass, that he most likely will be my responsibility. And that is not a burden at all to me. The burden that I carry is in my heart.. because I just want him to live his best life and be happy and I don’t know how to help him 😭😭

This sounds like a very difficult and confusing time for you. I know that you love him and want the best for him. But try to remember that he is in the first steps of treatment, things can change a lot after medication is stabilized. And in general, those of us with schizophrenia are like anybody else, we can have low and high points in our lives and it's ever changing.

In my case as a teenager I was very isolated and didn't think I'd ever get a job or be happy or find a partner or do anything but suffer from my mental illness. But things changed. I went to a psych ward, got on antipsychotics, and got diagnosed with schizophrenia. It took about a year for me to be fully stabilized and able to do other things in life. I got a job that I don't hate, I started really becoming myself and growing as a person. I later found my partner and I've never been happier. In four years my life completely changed for the better, and it'll continue to change like everybody else's.

As for jobs he could possibly have, ask him what he would be able to do, not everyone's experience with psychosis/schizophrenia is the same, and we can have any job that works well for us individually. If he doesn't want to socialize with the public at work, he could get a manual labor job like production in a warehouse (that's what I do). Or if he doesn't want to leave the house he could do something like data entry jobs from home. If he needs a flexible schedule maybe he could do freelance work like working for a food delivery app, or designing websites. The possibilities are endless.

My suggestion for getting him to socialize is starting really slow. Maybe ask if he'd like to sit outside your house for a few minutes a day to feel the sunshine. Or you could ask him for help with grocery shopping or other errands. Maybe think of things he used to enjoy (like walking in a park) and invite him to go with you. Just don't force him to, it may be incredibly hard for him to do things that are very easy for you. Try to be understanding and listen to his feedback. Try to connect with him more and ask him how he's feeling, or why he doesn't want to leave the house. Let him know he can talk to you about anything.

Or you could try everything and he could still live his life unable to work or socialize, and as long as he's comfortable and content, then that's alright. Not everyone has the same life goals, or things that will fulfill them. People can live perfectly happy lives without a significant other or job. It's important to remember that when people have a mental illness, their life goals can be very different from other people's goals. For some people staying alive and safe is the best they can hope for and that's alright. I know it might be hard for you to understand, but from your brother's perspective, maybe he is doing the best he can possibly do right now, and that's perfectly fine.

[pink-booty-butts]

Oodles o’ Noodles (Ariel Conroy x Reader Smut)

(one of my fav lines he says haha)

Pairing: Ariel x fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,742

Summary: Based on an anon request! You’re Jamie’s girlfriend but Ariel doesn’t like that so he kidnaps you and you have sex :D

Warnings: smut obvi, minors pls go read something else! Not proof read! Ariel being a stalker, a kidnapper, obsessive etc etc. cheating (poor Jamie </3), degradation, hair pulling.

A/N: thank you so much for the request anon!! i really love getting requests and i’m sorry it takes so long for me to to do them sometimes!! I haven’t written in forever so I’m sorry if this sucks and if ariel is ooc! I hope you and everyone else enjoys! :)

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You sigh. You stand up and gather your things; tired of pretending to be productive while you waited for your boyfriend to show. Just as you were leaving the coffee shop—a cheery little bell signaling your exit—your phone rang. You continue walking as you pick up.

“Darling, I’m so, so sorry I know I’m late it’s just going to be a little while longer,” he panics over the phone.

“It’s fine Jamie, don’t worry about it. We can reschedule,” you tell him. You were being truthful, of course. Though you were admittedly slightly disappointed he didn’t show, you knew Jamie was a busy man and that’s what you signed up for. You could hardly fault him for prioritizing an emergency that involved people’s money being stolen.

Jamie breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” he swears. “Maybe I could stop by later? When this is all over?” he asks hopefully.

“Sure, that sounds nice,” you respond.

“Great!” he says quickly before you can say anything else. “I’m sorry love I’ve got to go, the police just arrived. I’ll see you later, love you!” He hangs up before you can reciprocate, so you continue your walk to the grocery store.

Unbeknownst to you, a man was scrambling up the stairs to the window of his house to get a closer look at you. A convenient shadow cast over the area next to the window, so he positioned himself within it so he was mere inches away while you walked past. Ariel had gotten as close to you before, of course, and he had seen you in much more intimate settings through his cameras; but this was the first time you got close to him. You didn’t know it, but Ariel took this chance meeting as a sign. His plans needed to be accelerated—you were going to be his by tonight.

While you were busy looking at what produce to buy, Ariel was rummaging through his notes. He had stacks upon stacks of notebooks, loosely scribbled-on napkins, and sticky notes on the logistics of how best to bring you into his life. As he began riffling through them he kept your image on his monitors, looking up at you ever now and then with gleeful excitement at the though that today would be the last day he’d have to settle for your pixelated image.

By the time you were done grocery shopping you were absolutely exhausted. On your walk to the train station you briefly considered making one of your regular meals with the groceries you just purchased, but decided you’d much rather have a lazy night in and relax until Jamie showed up at your place. Before walking down the steps to get on the train going home you placed a delivery order with one of your favorite restaurants, making sure to order Jamie’s favorite dish too for when he got off work. Once you finish doing so you pick up your grocery bags again and begin your short journey home.

You arrive at your doorstep and are briefly puzzled as to why your food order wasn’t waiting on your doorstep. You shrug and enter your home, figuring there was some kind of delay or traffic that was holding up your delivery driver.

You enter your kitchen and begin putting your groceries away, and by the time you are finished and about to check your delivery app, the doorbell rings. You leave your phone on the counter to open the door, and are greeted with a familiar looking delivery man. Before you have time to process why a man who looks exactly like your boyfriend is delivering your food, you feel something stab your neck and your vision goes black.

You wake up with a throbbing headache. You slowly blink your eyes open, and as your vision focuses you realize you have no idea where you are. You attempt to stand up, but are quickly prevented from doing so as the handcuff around your wrist yanks you back to the bed leg you are tied to. Your heart begins to race as you attempt to use your free hand to remove your restraints, but a voice begins to speak.

“Don’t do that babe, you’ll hurt yourself,” he warns affectionately. You look around the room for the source of the voice, and all you can see is a pair of boots standing at the top of the stairs leading out of the basement you are currently in. You attempt to lean forward to get a better look, but the most you can see is the bottom of his jeans and what appears to be the bottom of a plastic takeout bag.

“Who are you? Why am I here?” you demand. He chuckles, as if you asked him something silly. He begins walking down the stairs as he speaks.

“My name’s Ariel,” he says as he reaches the bottom of the stairs. His eyes crinkle with joy at the sight of your terrified and confused face looking at him. “And you’re here because I love you.”

Ariel sits on the floor next to you, placing the bag of food in front of both of you. It was from the restaurant you ordered from earlier. He takes out the container with your food in it and places it in front of your crossed legs, along with some plastic utensils. He takes out the second container— which you expected to be Jamie’s usual order of Pad See Ew—but were instead greeted with the sight of a bright red curry. He brings the container closer to him as he begins eating next to you, looking at you affectionately between bites.

“You look like…” you trail off, before looking back down at your food with furrowed eyebrows. Surely you were dreaming, because there could be no other explanation for why your kidnapper looked exactly like your boyfriend.

“Your boyfriend?” he asks with a grin. “I’m his twin brother. Not that he would know of course, he’s adopted. Our mum gave him up after we were born,” he explains, his jaw clenching slightly. You start eating your food as you attempt to cope with your situation.

“Is that why you kidnapped me?” you ask.

“No,” he breathes. “Jamie ruined my life, so I ruin his. I keep a close eye on him to make sure nothing good happens in his life.” He pauses to take another bite of his food, looking at you with an intense gaze. “And from the moment he started dating you, I knew he wasn’t good enough for you.”

“That’s not true!” you protest, raising your voice slightly. Ariel looks stunned for a moment before breaking out into a wide grin.

“Oh really?” he chuckles, leaning close to whisper in your ear. You attempt to move away, but can’t due to still being handcuffed. “Is that why you always fake your orgasms with him?”

Your eyes widen and you yank your wrist again, trying to get away from him. He grabs your handcuffed wrist to stop you. “Babe, I told you to stop doing that,” he chastises, looking at your wrist for any signs of injury.

“You don’t know me,” you state accusingly.

“Oh don’t I?” he asks with a grin. He grabs your takeout container as well as his and puts them back in the bag, standing up and setting them on a far away table. When he returns to where you are he sits on his knees, yanking on your hair and pulling your face up to his.

“I know how to make you feel good,” he tells you. “You haven’t been fucked properly in ages, just let me prove it to you.” Ariel looks down at you with burning desire, desperately willing you to say yes with his mind. You nearly give in. Despite how incredibly wrong your situation is, you had to admit you have fantasized about this kind of scenario before.

“I-I can’t,” you let out. Though part of you was tempted, there was another part of you that couldn’t bear the thought of hurting Jamie this way. You wrestle with yourself internally, but Ariel knows you better than you think he does, so he chuckles.

“He’ll never know,” he says. He tugs on your hair harder, making you yelp. “And even if he did, do you really think I’ll let you go? I’ve been planning this for months—you’re mine now.”

You sigh dejectedly, knowing he had a point. You still felt guilty, but as far as Jamie was concerned you’d most likely never see him again. You give Ariel a small, shaky nod, and he breaks out into the widest smile you’ve seen on his face so far.

“Good girl,” he breathes against your cheek before kissing it. “I knew you’d see it my way.” Ariel releases his grip on your hair, his hands roaming your body enthusiastically. 

He unlocks your handcuffs as he kisses your neck, knowing he had you exactly where he wanted you. He grabs your elbows and helps you stand up before pushing you against the wall and pressing his lips to yours. He forces his tongue in your mouth, relishing in the taste of the food he provided for you earlier. He presses his hard member against your body and groans, growing more excited at the thought of being inside of you.

Ariel shoves his hand up your shirt and bra, impatiently needing to touch your skin. You hiss as your bra is forcefully pushed over your exposed breast, but the pain is soon forgotten as he begins teasing your nipple. You bite your lip at the sensation, feeling ashamed of yourself for enjoying it so much.

“Don’t hold those pretty noises back,” he growls against your lips. He twists your nipple harshly, causing you to gasp. “I want to hear you scream for me.” He presses another kiss to your lips and takes a step back so he can take your shirt off. He unclasps your bra expertly and throws it aside so he can toy with both your breasts. Ariel then brings his head to your neck and starts sucking and biting your delicate skin, using his knee between your legs to press you against the wall and tease your clothed pussy.

You reluctantly bring your hands to his shoulders for support, needing something to hold onto due to the pleasure overwhelming your senses. He smiles against your neck in return, seeing it as a small victory. You moan lightly as his knee presses harder between your legs, and Ariel takes that as his cue to unbutton your jeans and let them fall to the ground.

Two of his fingers press against your underwear, and Ariel smirks to himself when he feels how wet the fabric is. “I know you want this,” he  chuckles. “So just give in already and I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

He continues running his fingers lightly on your clothed folds, teasing you in the hopes you’ll do or say something to prove to him you want him. His fingers stop and you buck your hips in protest, causing Ariel to force your panties down and forcefully shove one of his fingers inside of you. You whine loudly due to the unexpected intrusion, but it quickly transforms into pleasurable moans as he begins pumping his finger in and out. Your grip on his shoulders tightens as you feel your legs begin to shake.

He soon adds another finger to join the first. He relishes in the sight of your eyebrows furrowing once he does so, knowing you were too invested in the pleasure he was providing you to even consider resisting him. 

As Ariel continues stretching you out with his fingers, he begins unbuttoning his trousers with his free hand. He impatiently pushes his boxers down as well, kicking them to the side. He forcefully grips you by the shoulders and turns you around, pressing your naked body against the wall.

“I can take care of you better than he can,” he breathes into your ear. He holds your hips in place as he drags the head of his cock against your wet folds, teasing you. You whimper, causing Ariel to dig his nails into your flesh. “He says he loves you, but you doubt him, I know you do. You’d never have to worry about that with me, babe. I really do love you, you’re fucking perfect.”

“Please,” you beg, trying to push his cock into your waiting pussy. “D-don’t tease me like this.”

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want me to fuck you,” he grins, continuing to tease you with the head of his cock.

“Please,” you whimper, scratching your nails on the wall. “Please…I need it so badly,” you blush. You worry briefly it won’t be enough for him, but you moan in relief when his cock starts pushing into you. He grabs your hair again and pulls you back towards him, playing with your breasts with his other hand once his length is fully inside of you.

“You’re lucky I’ve been dreaming about this,” he pants, struggling not to cum instantly at the feeling of your cunt. “Next time I won’t give in so easily.”

Your pussy clenches around his cock at his words, and Ariel chuckles. “You like that idea, don’t you?” You shake your head, and Ariel slaps your ass. “Don’t lie to me. I’ve seen what you read, what you watch, and how much it turns you on. You want to get fucked like the slut you are, and that’s why you need me,” Ariel growls, before moving his hands to your hips again and increasing the pace of his thrusts.

“Do you think he’d fuck you like this? That he’d approve of all your slutty little fantasies? I can make all your dreams come true babe,” he insists.

“Ariel,” you whine. He groans at the sound of his name passing your lips. “Harder,” you moan, and with a triumphant grin he moves his hips as fast as he can, filling the basement with the sound of your moans and skin slapping against skin.

“You need me,” he breathes against the shell of your ear. “You need me to fuck you like a whore, to fuck you how he never could. Admit it.” He presses his fingers deeper into your hips, a silent warning of the consequences if you don’t tell him what he wants to hear.

“I need you to fuck me like a whore,” you moan, feeling your orgasm building. “I need you to fuck me like he never could, please!” You gasp out your last word as he violently presses his thumb on your clit. 

He only needs to circle it a few times until you feel your legs give out due to your orgasm crashing over you. Ariel wraps his arm around your waist to help you stay upright, thrusting into you a few times before you feel his cum spill into your sensitive pussy. You pant against the wall for a few seconds and he reluctantly pulls out of you.

Ariel repositions his arms around your waist and legs so he can pick you up and carry you to the bed you were previously handcuffed to. He sets you on the mattress gently and quickly goes back up the stairs, giving you some time to catch your breath. 

He returns with a damp cloth that he uses to clean you up, and offers you a cool glass of water. You take a few sips from it before handing it back to him, and he drinks the rest. He places the empty cup on the floor and crawls in bed with you, excited to hold you in his arms.

“We’re perfect for each other,” he states as he pulls the duvet cover over your bodies. Ariel rests his head on the pillow and pulls you closer to him, pressing your head to his chest as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

“I know you can’t see it right now, but we are. I’ll make you so much happier than he ever could.” He places a gentle kiss on your scalp as he sees you slowly drift to sleep. He smiles to himself and wraps his arms around you tightly, content in knowing he’ll never have to live without you again.

[thebirdandthebee]

Easy As

A Carmen Berzatto Universe

Here's another chapter from my request box - friendly reminder that you can submit requests for these two.

Vanessa Monaghan is the breath of fresh air that Carmen had been gasping for.

Page 9: Webbing

Vanessa Monaghan really was an Instacart type of girl. Grocery stores were loud and busy and she didn’t meal plan much, so that left her just swiping at shelves and in the produce section at whatever looked good.

Unfortunately for her, the next available delivery across any app she could download to her phone wasn’t for two and a half days. So, she vowed that on her way home from her friend Gina’s, she’d find a grocery store and knock out a few items for the week.

It was the height of summer and she knew no matter what, she was leaving the supermarket near River North with a watermelon.

Grabbing a small cart, mostly a basket on wheels, she set off through the medium-sized super market. She knew she wanted to hit the produce first.

Pulling through the berries, she grabbed a carton of nearly every kind. She loved berries and could likely sustain on them alone. She piled a few other veggies she could cut up and toss in a fry pan, dropping zucchini, yellow squash and red onions into individual plastic bags. She did feel bad about the excess plastic and would remember to re-use them somewhere in her home.

Then, she found the large pallet of watermelons. Standing over the bin, she crossed her arms over her chest. She knew it was silly but she could never remember how to pick the right one. 

“It’s a tough choice,” she heard from her left and she turned to see a handsome man with curly hair and striking blue eyes. His hands were tucked into the front pockets of his jeans.

“It is,” she laughed politely, “always a hard decision.”

“For me,” he took a step forward, “I like to pick a pretty uniform one,” he stepped up next to her, eyeing the bunch carefully before reaching in. She could tell he worked out, watching as his biceps flexed enticingly. “It uh, it has an orange field spot,” he turned it over, showing her the discoloration on the bottom, and it’s got a lot of this webbing,” he flipped it over again. “Webbing?” She asked doubtfully.

“Uh like scratching almost,” he offered, running his fingers along the marring. “You don’t wan a shiny one, either, nice and dark is best,” he added.

Vanessa drank him in. Not tall but not too short, sharp features, humble aura. He was handsome for sure, there was no denying that.

“And what,” she asked, accepting the melon as he handed it over to her, “makes you a watermelon expert?”

“I uh, I work with food,” he rubbed the back of his neck, gesturing at the watermelon.

“In grocery?” She asked, setting the watermelon down in the basket.

“I’m a chef,” he replied, fighting a blush as her eyes lit up.

“Really? That’s amazing,” her smile was stunning. “Where do you work? If you don’t mind me asking,” she said, inching forward with her cart.

“Uh, The Bear,” he rattled off, “it used to be The Beef, until a few months ago, we’re transitioning,” he explained. “It’s still The Beef, it’s going to be The Bear shortly,” he continued.

“I’ve been there,” she replied, grinning. “Well, I’ve had sandwiches from there,” she elaborated. “One of my interns loves that spot and will run and get lunch for us from time to time,” she explained.  Carmen was too busy studying her features and realized it was his turn to talk.

“And what was the verdict?” He asked, clasping his hands behind his back.

“We love it,” she smiled, “we’ve ordered out many times,” she added.

“Well I may have made your lunch,” he shrugged.

She stopped walking, turning to give him her full attention.

“I’m Vanessa,” she stuck out her hand. He got a whiff her perfume and felt the hairs on his arms stand on end.

“Carmen,” he replied, gently taking her hand in his.

“It’s really nice to meet you, Carmen,” she smiled, “thank you for your help.”

“Enjoy your melon,” he gestured. Enjoy your melon?! He wanted the tiled floor to open up and swallow him whole. A beat passed and 

“Would you happen to have any tips for the deli section?” She asked, wondering if her eyelashes were doing what she paid so much money for them to do.

“I’ve got tips,” he replied, almost immediately. He knew he was blushing then.

The pair wound their way through the supermarket, talking about anything their eyes landed on as Vanessa’s cart slowly filled up. Carmen knew the two men working at the meat counter and got her a great deal on a sirloin steak. 

She didn’t know how the hell she was going to cook it, but she was excited nonetheless. She thought Carmen was incredibly cute, and was particularly fascinated with the way his mouth formed certain words.

Carmen couldn’t believe Vanessa was speaking to him at all. It wasn’t that she was out of his league – she was playing at Soldier Field and he was tailgating at Wrigley. Her hair looked silky to the touch and her big doe eyes were mesmerizing to him. 

Sooner than he’d like, they found themselves rounding on the checkout lane.

She blushed a deep red as he bagged all over groceries, at her insistence he didn’t need to and suddenly they were both at the front door.

“I don’t cook a lot,” Vanessa said intently. “But I do go out a lot,” she added. “Maybe you could show me your favorite place some time?”

Carmen nodded enthusiastically, pushing an errant curl out of his eyes.

“Yes, I could do that,” he nodded. He pat all four of his pockets. “I uh, clearly left my phone at work,” he huffed. “But I have a pen,” he pulled out sharpie from his pants pocket. Vanessa laughed as he scribbled out her phone number on his arm. “I will text you as soon as I get back to my phone.” He reassured.

“I look forward to it, Carmen.”

“Me too.”

[nxghttme]

There’s a knock on the door. You already knew who it is. Pressing on the button to ask who it is, you hear Yuuji talk back, “Hey, you know it's me already!” You laugh at his response, telling him to come on up after buzzing him in. You have the exact amount placed on the coffee table by your door, so he wouldn’t have to bring out his wallet to give you your change. 

Opening the door, there's his usual yellow jacket, and the paper bag of your order hanging tightly in his other hand while the other is saluting right at you. “Here’s your usual.” Handing it over, your palms feel his knuckles, the heat of the chicken underneath sufficing for the warmth you imagine his hand would be. As soon as you give him money he sighs, looking over at you, “You’re the best customer. Most days, they see me picking up the change they accidentally let go on the floor.” He shakes his head, folding the money in half before putting it in his wallet. 

“That’s awful. You know, just because they don’t know you doesn’t give them a reason to be so rude.” You can't imagine how tough it must be, delivering their chicken in the city all by himself. They may have an Itadori's Chicken Wings Palace delivery app, but still, it doesn’t help that Yuuji does it all alone. His grandfather owns and runs the place, cooks and wraps up orders. Yuuji once told you they have a few employees for assistance, but the delivery is all him. Having to check his phone from time to time while on a motorcycle, no less. He had to learn how to ride one, since he can't drive and they don't own a car, and taxis cost too much, he eventually learned how. 

“It's still annoying, but hey, what can you do? Customers are always right.” He scratches the back of his head, looking away from the door. 

“So, how’s your grandfather?” You ask.

He stammers the minute you mention him. “Not so great. I keep telling him he needs to go to the hospital. But you know how he is he never listens.” 

You have yet to meet the man himself, but Yuuji never fails to mention him on his deliveries which you enjoy. He'd always praise his old man, telling you how much he appreciates her feedback on their business app so much as to include an extra piece or two on every order she made after.

“Tell him I’ll order a thousand more if he goes with you to the hospital,” you say with a proud smile, convinced your relationship is as close as a grandfather with his granddaughter. 

Yuuji laughs, shrugging in content at you, “Well, I better get going.” He tucks in the hat, covering his salmon hair and he smiles before leaving, “See ya on Thursday?” 

“Oh, yeah. I’m bringing out the big guns by then. I promise.” You say, rather enthusiastically.

“Whoa, are you having friends over?” You know it was a joke. You brush it off by shaking your head. 

“Alright, you take care of yourself, miss.” Without further ado, he leaves. As he runs off, you wait for his footsteps to fade before locking your door, placing the hot chicken meal on your bed. 

Turning on the TV, you bask in your empty apartment. It’s always been like this. You’ve definitely gotten used to it. There's no other place to go other than your place, and university. Sometimes, groceries. You’ve never liked going outside your home. You’re fully aware how you hate having to meet strangers. Which is why, when you first moved in here, you had your phone at the ready for nearby take-outs to deliver at your doorstep. Itadori’s Chicken Wings Palace was at the farthest part of the app store. They’re a small business place, according to the pictures they provided. You've never visited yourself. 

In the app, it works like an online shopping thing where it displays their menu, with the price and delivery fee, and surprisingly, the name of the courier assigned to hand over your order. That’s when you met him. Cute little Yuuji. Cute little Yuuji you'd developed a crush on. The initial meeting wasn’t ideal. At all. 

You were in an oversized shirt, stained with chips and gravy, you refused to focus on your appearance over watching what happens next on old romcom films you've seen a thousand times. And then the doorbell rings, there's Yuuji, standing there in an awkward pose, carrying your order. He was rather friendly, despite your reluctance to greet him. You found he was around your age. Still, he didn't mind that you had to count the payment with your fingers three times before handing it over to him. He told you about a customer who ordered the same meal and even though he had to wait 10 minutes before being paid, he figured he was rather grateful for gestures like that. He knew they cared. It didn't matter to you at the time. You chuckled nervously until he finally left. 

But then he kept coming back. You thought it was a coincidence. He'd always greet you differently each time. Sometimes he'd salute with a funny commanding officer voice, sometimes like a chill best friend who planned to have a party with you, and your personal favorite—an old friend you hadn't seen in a very long time. By the fifth time,  you finally asked what his deal was. Why is he the only one constantly delivering your chicken? And then he told you about their situation. You couldn't help but feel pity over it. You tipped him an extra, to which he couldn't accept, but you insisted, returning the favor by saluting to him with your own funny voice. Both of you laughed at the little inside joke. 

He must've sensed you don't go out much. You made a friend out of chicken take-outs.

Unwrapping the chicken meal, its smell engulfs your apartment. Displaying it on your plate, on the table beside your bed, you design it with overloaded gravy, salivating at the view. They really know how to make it scrumptious. They never fail to. Oh! You almost forget. Picking up the phone, you rate Yuuji as well as the order with 5 stars, commenting how much you recommend the place. Sadly, you don't have any social media app to share this on, other than messenger, in case your class has any updates regarding homework or surprise quizzes by your professor. 

With the TV blasting at full volume, you check the door for the last time if it was really locked. Confirming this, you tuck yourself under the blankets first, dialing an unknown number's name. Your hand finds its place by your hip. Upon picking up, the voice itself makes your toes curl. 

“Hey, baby, comin’ in for more?” 

“Oh, yes, daddy.” The index of your finger fumbles the fabric of your underwear. His raspy voice always gets to you. He knows your number. He knows what you like to do in bed. He knows everything, your most vulnerable state, without having to meet him face to face. 

“Mmf.” He moans, hearing his belt come undone on the other line. “What are you wearing right now, pet?” 

“ Nothing .” You purr.

“Liar.” He clicks his tongue. “I’m taking off your shirt. I wanna see those plump, well-rounded breasts. ” You shudder, imagining his touch as you lift the shirt enough to reveal your lace bra. 

“Kiss me.” You order.

The voice makes a sound, licking, you place the vibration on your neck, your panties nearly consumed by your wet throbbing clit. “Oh, princess, you taste so good.” You both gasp simultaneously, adding to your stimulation. 

“I'm sliding off your panties. Your wet hot panties.” You do as he says, slowly, revealing yourself underneath the blanket. “I'm sucking on your tits,” You suck on your fingers, rubbing it on your breasts. “I'm staring at you and your fucking beautiful face. Suck my fingers, suck daddy's fingers for me, baby,” You bring the other hand that's been exploring under the sheets to your mouth, moaning some more. 

“Di… Did I do good, daddy?” 

“Oh, yes, baby, you're such a… good girl...” He's sighing, panting at your voice. “Fuck, my cock can't take it anymore. I love your fucking voice so much.”

“I've been so wet. M...My pussy… please…” 

He chuckles, his deep voice—you can feel him hovering above you as you speak. You imagine his eyes staring deep into yours, wanting to take every inch of your body. “Baby, baby, I want you to suck me off.”

You bring back your fingers to your mouth, tasting yourself. “Is...that...good…” you say in between the sloshing of your mouth, and he grunts, and he groans, and his speed is coming faster. 

“I'm almost—”

“I'm climbing on top of you—” You grab a pillow from your bed, sliding in its corner to your dripping cunt. You go at a slow pace at first, eventually building up steam as low as his voice could escape.

“Y...You're so beautiful… Fuck… I can feel your fucking thighs. I'm grabbing them. I'm slapping your fucking ass, you fucking slut. You're such a good slut to daddy… I'm pulling on your pretty, pretty long hair... ” 

You can't help it. You pull your own hair, feeling his hands run on your neck, down to your breasts, to the stomach, and then—your fingers rub on the clit, “I'm—I'm—!” 

“Cum for me, my sweet, sweet angel. Cum! Come on, cum! We'll do it together—” 

But you don't hear him. Your pillow is soaking wet. You bring yourself, plopping down on the bed, sprawled across the sheets, breasts not getting any smaller from your view. You feel yourself spurting. The man chuckles on the other line. You feel as if he's in bed next to you. You chuckle back.

“Thanks, baby. Just hearing your voice,” He inhales, breathing onto the speaker. “Satisfies me. ” 

“Don't worry,” you stand from the bed, tying your hair back in a bun. “I'll pay you your worth.” Washing your hands over the sink, you can still feel your legs tremble with his voice on the line. 

“I'm glad you enjoyed my service today. You're a regular.” 

“Can you stop talking already, I want to be decent.” You smile, feeling him chuckle. 

“Sure thing, angel. ” 

[amarpatil1]

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[quickartsblog]

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[elevatebuy]

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[pmcdona7]

1. Principles of design

-Unity and Variety

Unity and variety are designed with a balance of unity and variety, creating harmony and interest. It's about making sure that all the elements work together seamlessly while also introducing contrast for visual appeal.

-Balance

Creating balance in design is all about strategically distributing visual weight to achieve stability and harmony. This can be accomplished through symmetrical designs with mirrored elements asymmetrical arrangements with different components or balanced through contrast.

-Emphasis and subordination

Emphasis and subordination in design involve gently bringing attention to key elements while allowing others to play a supportive role. By using size, color, or contrast, important elements are highlighted.

-Directional forces

Directional forces in design guide the viewer's eye through a composition using elements like lines, shapes, colors, and textures. By using these elements, designers control the viewer's visual journey.

-Repetition and rhythm

Repetition and rhythm in design bring an exciting sense of continuity and movement by repeating visual elements. Whether it's shapes, colors, patterns, or textures, this dynamic repetition establishes a captivating rhythm that energizes compositions, creating cohesion and drawing the viewer in with visual interest.

-Scale and proportion

Scale and proportion in design relate to the size and relationships of elements within a composition. Scale involves manipulating size for emphasis or hierarchy, while proportion ensures elements are appropriately sized relative to each other and the overall composition, creating visual harmony and balance.

2. Charles Demuth's "I Saw the Figure 5 in Gold" uses implied lines and linear perspective to guide the viewer's eye through the composition. The vanishing point creates a sense of depth and movement. Neutral colors balance the bold gold and red highlights, drawing attention to the central "5". Geometric shapes, like triangles and rectangles, create focal points and structure, leading the viewer's gaze.

Chapter 4.1 (wasn't able to find page)

3. I used to wear really bold colors and never understood why they didn’t look good on me. The hot pink and greens had such high intensity and saturation that they overshadowed me. But then I found a cute brown dress with neutral colors and realized what hues were meant for me. The neutral and warm color scheme will forever be my go-to. Neutral colors have low saturation and intensity, creating a subtle and understated palette. These colors, in various shades of grey, beige, and white, lack the vividness and brightness of highly saturated hues. The muted tones of neutral colors provide a calm, balanced background, allowing other design elements to stand out without overwhelming the composition. This restrained use of color creates an elegant and timeless aesthetic.

4.

5. An interactive design focuses on creating interfaces that are both functional and engaging, enhancing the overall user experience.

TOP FIVE BEST INTERACTIVE DESIGNS.

*Instagram

*Apple music

*Youtube

*Duo-lingo

*Amazon


My favorite interactive design is Amazon, mainly because it allows me to do a variety of things. I can order any items I want and have them delivered on the same day. I can also watch shows that I would normally have to wait for on regular TV or go to the movies to watch. Overall, an interactive design, such as an app or site, allows me to accomplish many tasks in one place and is easy to use and navigate. Amazon offers audio books, movies, series, online shopping for a wide range of items, music, grocery shopping with home delivery, medical care, same-day delivery, pharmacy services, and more. Amazon is the idea example of an interactive design in my opinion.

[prameethsd]

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2. Enhanced Customer Loyalty

Multi-store management fosters customer loyalty by providing the best shopping experience possible, catering to diverse needs and preferences. Grocery delivery apps show customers that your business cares about their unique requirements.

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[kyred]

Is there any drawbacks of his gaining? As in mobility or eating issues?

Right, so I’m gonna assume you mean him as in my sona. And I’ll answer to the best of my ability, mixing in both rl and sona issues for this q. 

Tldr he’s me but as a dog. I try to draw him similar to irl me, though sometimes the tubbiness is a bit exaggerated. And yes he does get some issues from gaining, both to his mobility and such.

So since he’s me irl, his base size is meant to reflect me plus like 50 or so pounds. At around 380-400. I figure he still has issues with stairs, though like irl, it could be the asthma. A single flight would leave him ready to rest and eat. That exercise sure builds up an appetite, let’s be honest! But honestly, no real issues. Like me, he’s relatively fine getting around, growing up with girth as is.

His appetite is definitely in that concerning range, but mostly because he’s always hungry to snack. Large meals can only go so far in gaining when you struggle with capacity, after all.

At larger sizes, he definitely has issues getting around. 

His gut bumps into people before he himself would, clothes are definitely fighting for their lives with the gut he can’t keep under control, and don’t get me started on his increasing frequency to order food in. He probably gets the same delivery guy with how he barely finishes an order before ordering more. 

Mobility: down. Walking is more effort than it’s worth. Grocery deliveries and food apps are his world. Public transit is hard to deal with, getting even a single seat is hard as is, let alone the fact he’s spilling into his third. Some would stop or even go back but, his gut is the one in charge after all.

Appetite: extra concerning, eats a family meal alone now to even feel somewhat full these days. Still prefers grazing compared to stuffing because he just doesn’t realize how fast he eats a bag of chips while watching vids. 

Sizes further beyond, well, mobility is almost completely dependent of friends and partners, and his appetite is so out of control, if he isn’t stuffed he’s perpetually whining over how hungry he feels. Unless someone reels him in, he probably will find himself stuck at home before he knows it. Not his fault, cause what can you do when your gut is the one in charge? Just sit down on the sofa and order in again. And again. And again..

Wait what was the question again? Oh yeah drawbacks. Yeah, his control is bad as is, and gaining on top of that, well. That kinda made it vanish entirely. Though if he enjoys it, is it really a drawback?