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leandror Β· 1 year ago
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Blog Entry #6
Among the three bonds chosen for analysis are:
- NVIDIA Corp. DL-Notes 2020(20/40): These bonds have a maturity date of April 1, 2040, offering a coupon rate of 3.50% and a current yield of approximately 4.95%. Currently, NVIDIA is a leading technology company with solid finances and a promising future in areas such as artificial intelligence and gaming, as it produces a large number of microchips that support the majority of global platforms. Additionally, the long-term maturity date provides a stable income stream, making it an attractive option for a safe and profitable investment.
- Microsoft Corp. DL-Notes 2021(21/52): With a maturity date of March 17, 2052, these bonds offer a coupon rate of 2.92% and a current yield of approximately 4.97%. Microsoft, in turn, is known for its solid credit rating and consistent revenue growth, making it a reliable investment. These long-term bonds are ideal for an investment strategy seeking stable returns over time.
- Amazon.com Inc. DL-Notes 2021(21/28): With a maturity date of May 12, 2028, these bonds offer a coupon rate of 1.65% and a current yield of approximately 4.69%. Amazon, with its dominant market position and solid financial performance, provides confidence in its ability to meet its debt obligations. This bond, having an earlier maturity date compared to the other bonds, helps diversify the investment portfolio.
On the other hand, Eurobonds can be a valuable tool for Costa Rica to diversify its funding sources and potentially reduce borrowing costs. However, careful management is essential to mitigate currency risks and ensure that additional debt does not compromise financial stability. Given the current economic conditions, Eurobonds could help Costa Rica secure the necessary funds for development and economic growth projects, as long as the risks are well-managed.
#Blog Entry 6
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evergardenwall Β· 1 month ago
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Je fΓͺte mes 6 ans sur Tumblr πŸ₯³
#6 year tumblrversary#tumblr milestone#DOUX JÉSUS...... S I X YEARS ALREADY#this blog is getting old for sure#entries#fragments
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remembertheplunge Β· 5 months ago
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Note: 2/8/2025
SHF from the margin note on page 2 of the 2/6./1993 journal entry was a handsome guy I had a crush on. His only interest in me was to be a friend.
I like to go back, revisit former entries jot and date notes of perspective and or insight and our outcome that the original entry evokes. It turns the journal into an ongoing conversation with the self and with the life trajectory.
#please see my earlier 2/8/2025 blog for partial transcription of these 1993-94 entries.#2/6/1993#journal review insights
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king-midas-fortnite Β· 7 months ago
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Journal Entry: New Beginnings
We've made it to a new island. A new chapter.
Another eventful night, another rift, and another island.
A few had been on my Yacht once again during the change. My crew naturally, along with Jules, Wade, a couple recent acquaintences, and Valeria. She had to leave the apartment I had only just gifted to her. Unfortunate, and I'm sure not pleasant for her either, but I'm not in the least bit disappointed to have her back on board. It's probably selfish of me to feel grateful for her consistent presence in the wake of yet another massive change that scrambles all of our lives. However, selfishness is one of my known traits. And Valeria provides me a peace I have felt so rarely in my life.
Perhaps on this new island, I won't make the same mistake of getting her a gift that Tina, Wade, Perceus, and just about everyone other than myself could see as me saying, "please give me space." (Insert a sigh here.)
I like to think of myself as an intelligent man. Evidently, there are still areas that need work. Work I am willing to put in. For her.
Anyway, it seems Jones and his "reality warrior" group managed their own safe passage through the rift. This might sound strange for me to say, but I am pleased to feel relieved. He and I are by no means friends, but we are not enemies. As well...he was right, after all. I had originally wanted to try and stop the altered version of my device from activating. I'd wanted to prevent another disaster like the one that lead to my death as the leading side affect to my failure. However, it was Jones who'd convinced me that it needed to happen. It was his belief that it's activation would put us all back on the correct path. Or at least, whatever path the Zero Point deemed correct. He was right, and here we find ourselves in a new place.
I heard the merit in what he said to me then. However, rather than directly help in the efforts of him and his team, I decided to "aid" them by simply not interfering. Aside from my usual sleuthing around to keep myself in the loop (haha), I stayed out of things. I could not bring myself to have a hand in causing the same event once more. Regardless, I am glad he, Evie and their group were able to make it over safely.
I haven't a clue if Kado made it through. I'm sure he managed, cockroach that he is. I do not know where he is, and I don't care for that. His unpredictable behavior was bad enough when I knew where it was coming from. I'll find out what little cave he's made for himself here soon enough. If I don't, I'm certain Valeria will. Whether or not she'll tell me is another question, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. As well, I will try and breach the topic of his incredibly suspicious actions once again whilest I continue to try and get to the bottom of it.
All of that aside; This new island is beautiful. I'll keep from getting too comfortable for now, given the frequent upheavals of my reality this last year, but I do admit that it's pleasant. I have not decided where we'll be docking the yacht long term (maybe hopeful to believe there will be a 'long term'). A bit more observation of this place is necessary, I think. A meeting with Empress Mizuki as well couldn't hurt, if she'll see me. I'll reach out to her soon.
That's all for now. Here's hoping that things settle for a little while. Not something I like to admit even in a private journal, but I'm starting to feel my years after escaping death, fighting with gods, skirting dangerous wastelanders, battling self-proclaimed bringers of Doom, defeating a devil, revisiting old memories, and being thrown about different realms.
#midas posts#fortnite rp#fortnite tumblrverse#journal entries#((YAY NEW ISLAND HAPPY CHAPTER 6))#((i have. not been able to play yet lmao))#((BUT i will tomorrow yippeee))#((normally i dont like to change text colors or fonts in journal entries but fuck it we ball))#((also aware that theres a lot of information here that isnt present on this blog specifically))#((curse of group chat rps. BUT reality warrior stuff is on Cap Jones and Evie's blogs! along with others part of that group! x3))
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πΏπ‘Žπ‘ π‘‘ πΉπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘π‘˜ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑦 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘π‘’π‘œπ‘π‘™π‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘ . π‘π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Ž π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑒𝑝.𝑖𝑑 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘œπ‘ π‘‘. 𝐡𝑒𝑑, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ž 𝑓𝑒𝑀 π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐿𝐿 π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘! 𝐼 π‘Žπ‘™π‘šπ‘œπ‘ π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ οΏ½οΏ½π‘œ π‘ π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑖 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘‘π‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™π‘  𝑖 π‘‘π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘ π‘œ 𝑖 𝑔𝑒𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑗𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘œπ‘˜π‘Žπ‘¦. 𝐼 π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘Ž 𝑛𝑒𝑀 π‘‘π‘œπ‘ π‘  π‘‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž! 𝐴 π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘œπ‘“ π‘œπ‘›π‘’ 𝑖 π‘Žπ‘™π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘¦ π‘˜π‘›π‘’π‘€.
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π‘ƒπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’ π‘‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦ 𝑀𝑠𝑠 π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘‘π‘’ 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑀𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑 π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘’π‘š! π‘Šβ„Žπ‘–π‘β„Ž π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘ π‘’π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘π‘“π‘’π‘™ π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™π‘  π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘™π‘’π‘‘, π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™π‘  β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑔𝑒𝑑 π‘šπ‘œπ‘£π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 π‘Žπ‘€π‘˜π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘”π‘Žπ‘π‘ .
π‘‡π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘€ 𝑖𝑠 π‘Ž 6-9π‘π‘š π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’ π‘ π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘” π‘šπ‘Žπ‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Ž 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘’π‘ π‘’π‘Žπ‘™ π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘¦ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘œπ‘€ π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑖 π‘Žπ‘š π‘ π‘œ 𝑖 π‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘™π‘–π‘”π‘–π‘§π‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘Žπ‘‘π‘£π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘›π‘œ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘” π‘‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘€ (β—žβ€Έβ—ŸοΌ›).
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πΈπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘–π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’, π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘–π‘Ÿ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘  π‘œπ‘“π‘“, π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Ž 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑑 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’ 𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘–π‘›π‘—π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘π‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘¦ π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘π‘›'𝑑 𝑏𝑒 π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’ π‘ π‘œ 𝑖𝑑 π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘›'𝑑 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘€π‘π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘  𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 π‘Ž π‘ π‘’π‘›π‘–π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘ π‘–π‘‘π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’π‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘  π‘œπ‘“π‘“, β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘šπ‘’ 𝑖 π‘œπ‘π‘£π‘–π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘™π‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 π‘Žπ‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘Ž 𝑓𝑒𝑀 π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘˜π‘–π‘‘π‘ . π‘†β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘“π‘“ π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘š, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘Ž 𝑓𝑒𝑀 π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’π‘  π‘Žπ‘  𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Ž 𝑖 π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑑 π‘Ž 𝑏𝑖𝑔 π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘™ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘›π‘‘. π‘†β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑠𝑠 𝑗𝑗𝑠𝑑 π‘ π‘œ π‘‘π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘-π‘œπ‘“π‘“π‘–π‘ β„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘€π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”. 𝐴𝑙𝑙 π‘œπ‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘ ? 𝐼 π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž 𝑏𝑖𝑑 π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’π‘™π‘œπ‘’π‘  𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘€β„Žπ‘œ π‘Žπ‘š 𝑖 π‘‘π‘œ 𝑗𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒?
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π‘‚π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘Ž 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘π‘’π‘“π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘¦ 𝑖 π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘šπ‘¦ π‘π‘–π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘”π‘¦ 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž 𝑖 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘’π‘”π‘’ π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘ . π‘†π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘”!!
-πΈπ‘›π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦ πΈπ‘›π‘‘β˜˜οΈŽΛ™βˆ˜
ওMonday, October 21st, 2024ও
#blog#this is a girlblog#blogging#girl blogger#girlblogging#this is what makes us girls#dear diary#diary entry#digital diary#diary#day 6#my day#my day today#i love you
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n41r Β· 1 year ago
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Otsukare for Oreca Battle session yesterday (15th March 2024)~!
Also if I'm not seeing wrong, it was also the day that is agreed on as the day for Oreca Battle anniversary day??? So, happy anniversary??? ...dang, this franchise is 12 years old-
A-anyway,
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Welcome to the team, Damkina and White Dragon's Egg!!! ✨✨✨
Though I lose against Damkina and didn't get her item drop, we were still able to get her join the team, so yay!!! Not only that, but it was said her encounter is pretty rare, so audfhkjehferg--
Also, I finally able to get Tanta meet Kurt to trigger their special cut-in! I'll try to make a video post about it, because slrjghjrg- To do that cutscene justice, I need to show it in video format-
Other than that, we had a pretty uneventful (yet a bit frustrating-) levelling up moments~
And we finally get Kurt's cloak, so I will make a separate post about that- (Or maybe just include it in the video post???)
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And for some reason, no signs of 4β˜… CuChulain yet- Where the heck are you, CuChulain- You're not even a boss or rare encounter, I'm so confused as to why you're so hard to meet-
#Oreca related#N41R Blog Entry#Dia our beloved devoted prayer(?)#Her β€œPray Healing” continue to be very reliable in battle-#also not me getting blind and not seeing Franken on the enemy selection- πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€#Even tho I was frantically searching for him to get Edge-#We can cross off New Prologue for a good while for now-#now to focus on Chapter 6#Damkina (Oreca)
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ask-haunted-hornets Β· 1 year ago
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How do you know the Operator is actually gone? What if it comes back?- cause if it did it feels like it be a bad thing-
Entry #6
I don't think it's still here. It could be, but I no longer see those shadows in the corner of my eye. The static, the uneasiness, the Operator itself. If it is still here, then I may as well enjoy the small break it's giving me before it's back to torment me. The only things that follow me around now are dead people.
#Entry 6#Marble Hornets#Marble Hornets ask blog#ask blog#Tim Wright#Haunted AU
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tranquilspot Β· 2 years ago
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If there's one thing that is so proper to Homestuck it's how it dangerously switches from deep and deadly serious content to the most inane and inconsequential bullshit your eyes ever lied on. It's like Hussie hatched early on something very mysterious, intriguing and seemingly relevant, but on the next page they go "nah you know what, it's just shit don't worry about it". Some kind of duality, inner fight between the genuine genius of a dude (gender neutral) masterly using themes and good character writing, and their exuberant irony, which is not always clear about its intention (sincerity? bluff??). A few keys on its mechanism, and so its understanding will be dropped by Dirk during his introduction in Act 6. Which in fact, is indirectly given by the author themselves as each character is a part of them, especially Dirk. One another note, I was wondering what the fuck was those two red dots at the top of the picture. Turns on, it's just flowers. Man, can you believe we'll see decent drawn flowers only when we'll catch a glimpse of Jade, then catapulted to wv's exile's capsule by the author's sike powers? These flowers deserved better, and so do we. NB: I didn't write it last time cause the post was already long as is was, but it's the first time we've got a ==> command. The exiles' influence will grow stronger from now on. β€”>
#homestuck#act 1#homestuck reread#reread blog#john egbert#sincerity and irony#depth and shallowness#now that I think about it only John and Jade have flowers in their environment#maybe rose too?#jake for sure since he lives among lush vegetation#dirk and roxy is self explanatory#The events of act 6 takes place in autumn at jane's house#we'll see if there's flowers#idk it's a small detail but remember her entry item didn't bear any fruit#and her land was barren#a relevant detail then
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mercedespowers Β· 5 months ago
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I was also in AP Precalculus and that class was a mess. As much as I hated being in there, I couldn’t really leave. It would've just messed up my schedule and I already don’t get along with the dean in charge of schedules so he would've probably just told me to deal with it. I mostly just hate that even though I was trying to learn, I couldn’t concentrate with a teacher breathing down our necks telling us that we were going to fail the AP test if we didn’t know basic concepts.
I also took AP Computer Science Principles and I got a 3 on that AP test. I told my parents and their responses were not great. My dad didn't listen and my mom didn't care.
That's basically all that happened. See you guys in entry 7
#personal diary#blog entry#entry 6
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sejianismodding Β· 2 months ago
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🎁 [BG] CAS Filters -- I did it, baby! πŸŽ“ INSTRUCTIONS (IMAGES) NOW AVAILABLE!
☠️ REMINDER: Double-check the OP for updates!
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βš”οΈ Requires - TS4: BASE GAME
β˜„οΈ Updated - 5/22/2025
πŸš€ Initial Release - 4/22/2025
🎁 Download and Discussions: https://www.patreon.com/posts/126616540
πŸ—ΊοΈ Modding Announcements: https://www.patreon.com/posts/109291501
βš™οΈ EUREKA! I figured it out! I can now create custom filters in CAS for just about anything. This is going to ruin my life… but maybe it'll make The Sims 4 a little more tolerable for you.
πŸ¦„ Re-blog this post. Share it around. @ your favorite creators. Tell your friends and your anemones. This is happening even if I have to do it myself.
πŸ“Έ I will take better screenshots when I get the chance. I literally figured out how to do this in the middle of doing my BASE GAME CAS Overrides, CAS Add-Ons, and CAS De-Bloatingβ„’. In other words, figuring this out completely derailed my modding life.
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🌸 WE CAN DO THIS. YOU AND ME. TOGETHER:
For all intents and purposes, this is a "community project". I am willing and able to create and maintain the required override, the hundreds upon hundreds of unique 9-digit "IDs" for the "TagValueNumber", and the unique Strings, etc., but I can't possibly override every custom CAS item in existence.
Help me make this a reality, and also, keep your fingers crossed that the override doesn't break under the weight of the hundreds upon hundreds of entries I'm adding to it.
Oh hai, @sims4studioofficial. Can you add a BATCH FIX that <LOOKS THROUGH MY WISH LIST> allows us to add a "SpecialContent" TAG with a custom "TagValueNumber" to a whole folder of CAS mods? Even if you can't get the "CategoryNumber" to copy properly, a BATCH FIX will at least eliminate half the busywork.
πŸŽ“ HOW IT DO, PIKACHU:
If you're well-versed in creating or modifying CAS content, all you need to do is add a new TAG to your swatches - you can do just the first swatch, but you should do all swatches - and change the "CategoryNumber" to "127" (without the quotes), and change the "TagValueNumber" to the desired 9-digit "ID".
For everyone else who is new to this, instructional screenshots have been provided under the spreadsheet. Don't forget to grab the JSON files and toss them into "Documents\Sims 4 Studio\Custom Tags"to make life easier.
🌸 A UNIQUE 9-DIGIT "ID" FOR EVERYONE:
I wanted to @ everyone in this post, but Tumblr appears to have @ limits, so I'm doing multiple posts instead.
TagValueNumbers - Part 1: https://../781101093269749760
TagValueNumbers - Part 2: https://../781133788117942272
TagValueNumbers - Part 3: https://../781165285574131712
TagValueNumbers - Part 4: https://../781274185632727040
TagValueNumbers - Part 5: https://../781314537665298432
TagValueNumbers - Part 6: https://../781413445403820032
TagValueNumbers - Lucky 7: https://../781427101175808000
TagValueNumbers - Part 8: https://../781766647579115520
TagValueNumbers - Part 9: https://../781772569760169985
TagValueNumbers - Part 10: https://../782039895383375873
TagValueNumbers - Part 11: https://../782614845473390592
TagValueNumbers - Part 12: https://../782672108557893632
TagValueNumbers - Part 13: https://../783433389583843328
TagValueNumbers - Part 14: https://../784160883600474112
TagValueNumbers - Part 15: https://../784165978829357056
TagValueNumbers - Part 16: https://../784173226147332096
TagValueNumbers - Part 17: https://../784178235638448129
TagValueNumbers - Part 18: https://../784184141895909376
TagValueNumbers - Part 19: https://../784188133361221632
TagValueNumbers - Part 20: https://../784202170246610944
TagValueNumbers - Part 21: https://../784217965143932928
TagValueNumbers - Part 22: https://../784268469561606145
TagValueNumbers - Part 23: PENDINGβ„’
⚠️ BE ADVISED - I CHANGED A FEW "IDS":
My pinky promises that I will not make this a regular thing. The "IDs" in red have been replaced by those in white. In the spreadsheet, the changed "IDs" are highlighted in GREEN.
@cazhan -- 203294262 ⚠️ 203294260
CCBriekel (Patreon) -- 203274353 ⚠️ 203227435
@eunosims -- 304866746 ⚠️ 305866746
@j3lly-fish -- 510355934 ⚠️ 510055934
@oito-cc -- 615486220 ⚠️ 615486000
P.peng (Patreon) -- 716736400 ⚠️ 716073640
@s-club-tbr (TSR) -- 719258200 ⚠️ 719025820
@sims3melancholic -- 719467363 ⚠️ 719467863
@strangestorytellersims -- 719872643 ⚠️ 719872678
@zx-ta -- 929908200 ⚠️ 926908200
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⚠️ THIS POST IS STILL SUBJECT TO CHANGE:
Everything you need to know should be covered in this Tumblr OP and the Patreon OP, but I might do some spring cleaning when I'm done with the Patreon OP.
#sejianismodding#the sims 4#ts4#sims 4#the sims 4 cc#ts4cc#ts4 cc#sims 4 cc#the sims 4 custom content#ts4 custom content#sims 4 custom content#the sims 4 mods#ts4 mods#sims 4 mods#the sims 4 cas#ts4 cas#sims 4 cas#the sims 4 cas filters#ts4 cas filters#sims 4 cas filters#cas filters#cas custom filters#custom cas filters#Youtube
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tteokdoroki Β· 1 year ago
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jock bf yuuji who’s tongue lolls out of his mouth when he feels u cum on his dick and then he ends up cumming when you suck on his tongue as it hangs out of his mouth <3 he’s a big manhandler and so unbelievably strong, has def broken the weak frame of your dorm bed at least once <3 loves sleeping over and then waking up to you in the early morning light, eats you out then has you ride him and you’re both thinking about it for the rest of the day <3 yuuji sends you the riskiest texts too, texts you that he can’t stop thinking about how good you looked when you sucked him off the night before and now you’re distracted in the library <3
Φ΄ ΰ£ͺ𖀐๋࣭ β€” JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #6. pleasure prioritised.
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about. just some scenarios of an incredibly strong jock boyfriend pleasing his girlfriend in different ways. thank you nonnie for driving me up the wall with this!!! ( 1K )
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. nsfw, smut, college!au, characters aged up to 20s, creampies, messy makeouts, breaking the bed, strength!kink, unprotected sex, oral sex (f + m!receiving), jock bf!yuuji, weird + fem!reader.
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everybody knows that yuuji itadori is strong, he wouldn’t be the star athlete in the soccer team if that wasn’t the case.Β 
with muscles that ripple when he moves, thick thighs that spread wide and flex on instinct and dark eyes that shine like gold while pulling you in β€” it’s no wonder why half of the campus wants a piece of him. luckily enough, yuuji itadori only wants to give himself to you.
yuuji only uses the full extent of strength when he devotes his body to pleasing you. when it’s lights out at your dorm go out, and the common spaces are vacant while your roommates party the night away and all that remains is a man who loves his girlfriend with all of his entirety. and a girl who loves him all too much, right back. he pins you to the bed, pelvis to pelvis as yuuji uses all of his might to pound into you.
his thrusts are usually heavy, but thoughtful and with meaning β€” designed to make you see bright, shining stars behind your eyelids and pull an angels song from between your lips. itadori doesn’t just fuck you β€”Β  his sweet girlfriend, his everything, his purpose. he makes love to you, makes the bed rock while his sticky tip stays tacked to your g-spot and safe, comforting brown his eyes stay locked on yours, reminding you of how much you are loved as you tremble and quake beneath him.Β 
there’s often a dull thump to the wall from where the force of yuuji’s hips drive the headboard into it. only you ever have the power to make your man that feral, have him drooling like a dog with its tongue in the wind whenever he has the chance to sink into your tight heat. it’s the way your snug little pussy ripples around the giant jock’s fat girth, his tummy smooshed up against your puffy clit does nothing to help him either. the more ecstasy he gives you, the more you clench down on your boyfriend and the further his eyes disappear into his skull.Β 
itadori just loves being inside of you, tucking his thriving dick away inside your velveteen walls, hearing your pussy suction around you and your cheap dorm mattress squeak in harmony with your hiccuped moans. yuuji, yuuji, yuuji. his name on your kiss swollen and tear glossed lips is enough for the pink haired man to break the bed from how hard and deep he thrusts into you. even when it does collapse in on itself, yuuji doesn’t dare stop until you’re cumming in sweet streams around him β€” painting his toned stomach and washboard abs in your arousal before he fills you up with his own thick white.
he usually cums with his drooling tongue in your mouth and an arm wrapped around your head, keeping you tucked underneath while he grinds his hips through your shared highs. sometimes salacious laments and high-pitched whines manage to slip through the cracks β€” which mean noise complaints from the Dean of your dorm and a call to maintenance in the morning to fix your destroyed bed (and walls).
mornings are no different (once your bed is fixed), yuuji itadori always fails to keep his hands to himself and if he’s lucky enough to stay the night β€” he uses those very same greedy and large hands to pleasure you all throughout sunrise. you wake up to find fingers on the swollen little nub tucked between your puffy pussy lips and his eager tongue swiping over the eight of your slit to catch any of your juices before they’re wasted on cheaply made college-friendly sheets.Β 
it’s a sight to behold, the way you arch your back from the bed and your thighs quiver either side of a head full of bright pink hair that tickles their insides. you can’t help but tug on the soft tufts β€” dragging yuuji further into your creamy cunt while accidentally kicking plushies galore from their place amongst your pillows and blankets. itadori remains a messy eater, slurping on your succulent folds, running laps over every inch of the heat between your glorious thighs.Β 
except you don’t get to cum on his mouth or his tongue on mornings like this β€” instead yuuji likes to really show off his strength. he likes you in his lap and seated on the swell of his fat, oozing girth. he adores plugging you full, watching you writhe above him for something, anything. any type of thrust or friction. yuuji can’t help himself, he’s always dyingΒ  to grope the globes of your ass when you’re riding him, using the strength in his armsΒ  to hold over his bright red ans milky tip before pumping himself all the way into you in one calculated thrust upwards.Β 
both of you cum before either of your alarms go off, messy as always but content. you’re happy with yuuji and he’s always so happy to please you β€” it’s the least he could do for his precious girl.Β 
itadori always leaves you with a limp throughout the rest of your day β€” a comfortable pain in the base of your spine that reminds you of how deep he’d gone. there’s a dampness to your underwear during your classes too, reminding you of how much hot, oozing seed the jock had filled you up with. β€˜keep it there,’ the pink haired soccer player tends to ask with those guilt-tripping puppy dog eyes of his. β€˜want you walking around with my cum dripping down your thigh, so that everyone knows who you belong to.’
you often wonder what the campus would think if they knew how debauched their star player really was.
they’d have a field day if they saw the texts yuuji sent you while wiping the floor with his teammates during practices. pictures of his erection in the changing room mirrors and maybe some of your pretty face while he had you cumming on just his tip. sometimes paragraphs detailing how he was going to ruin your pussy, make you see god or even reach cloud nine. some tell you how much itadori misses your plush lips wrapped around him as he cums down your throat.Β 
but no matter what way you look at it, your jock boyfriend yuuji itadori always has your pleasure prioritised at the forefront of his mind. he’d use whatever part of his body, whatever strength he has to keep you satisfied. all alongside his insatiable appetite for you and only you.Β 
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remembertheplunge Β· 9 months ago
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Fruit Punch Radio
April 6, 1988
Listening to Wednesday night Lavender News on Β Fruit Punch Β Radio out of Berkeley, California. How refreshing to hear it pour in! GAY RADIO!
11:30pm
The phone rang. It was Doug. Charlie had a bad weekend. Is he considering suicide? Doug and I say it would be a valid option when time. The drum beats slowly for Charlie and his angry ending. And yet, through Doug, I am still β€œthere” for him. I feel good solid closure between self and Charlie. Good bye Charlie. Good rest.
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Noted September 18, 2024
Doug and Charlie were friends of mine. I met Doug in 1978 in law school. He was a fellow law student. Later, I met Doug’s friend Charlie and we became friends. . In 1987, we all lived in Sacramento ,California. By then, Charlie had learned that he had Aids. By April of 1988, Charlie was dying of Aids.Β 
#Fruit Punch radio#April 6#1989#gay history#gay#aids#Gay radio#gay friendships during time of Aids#Photo of part of above entry included in the following blog
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neechees Β· 11 days ago
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New pinned post, I am going to be offline more nowadays for the sake of my physical and mental health. if you have any scam inquiries, you can check my scam list and/or direct your concerns to @kyra45 ! Remember that most Palestinian fundraisers are genuine, remember to double check to see if the user is vetted or not, and if you are truly unsure, simply do not interact.
Below are some Palestinian fundraisers that are vetted & verified, and that I have adopted and have been helping out. Be sure to share their donation posts and donate, if you can!
If any one of them should request your help, I ask that you fulfill that request to the best of your ability, these people are my friends and I care about them.
Ghada Nabil: vetting (#6) / Gofundme (very low on funds)
Ibrahim Yaser: vetting (#25) / Gofundme
Safaa Jad Al-Haq vetting by 90-ghost / Chuffed NEW CHUFFED / paypal. (Both Gofundme AND Chuffed had wrongfully removed or halted funds transfer from Safaa's fundraiser and now she had to make a new campaign for a THIRD time. The paypal linked is someone helping Safaa with her fundraiser and all funds go directly to Safaa. Low on funds.)
Hani Yaser: vetting (#5) / Gofundme / (low on funds)
Mahmoud Baalousha: vetting by 90-ghost / gofundme
Nader Al-Anqar: vetting (#4) / gofundme / New GFM (gfm has also made it so that Nader cannot access his funds on the old gfm.)
Hana Jad Al-Haq: vetting by 90-ghost / gofundme / Chuffed (once again, Gofundme halted her funds transfers so she had to start over on chuffed)
Ola Ahel: vetting (#205) / gofundme
Falestine Yousef: vetting by 90-ghost / Chuffed
Eyad Al-Anqar: vetting (#24) / GFM (Eyad runs a charity that gives out aid to Palestinians!)
Jamal Al-Dahdouh: vetting (#647) / GFM (extremely low on funds, slow in receiving donations)
Abdulrahman Al-Anqar: vetting (#652) / GFM
Zina Al-Anqar: vetting (#213) / GFM
Musab Ahmad: vetting (#520) / GFM (very low on donations)
Mohammed Al-Anqar: vetting (entry 174, row 178) / GFM
Amina Yaser: vetting (#19) / GFM
Fidaa: vetting by 90-ghost / Chuffed
Kholood Smeer: vetting (#337) / Chuffed (VERY low on funds)
Siraj Abudayeh: vetting (#219) / Chuffed (Siraj is a former journalist and has had to recreate and start his fundraisers from scratch FOUR times now because of unfair, forced deletion.)
If you are a Palestinian who i have been helping and your blog got deleted or you must contact me again, reblog this post, or like it, or comment on it, and I will find you again
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bambiihee Β· 2 days ago
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CLOSET CONFESSIONS Λ’Λ’ νœ΄λ‹μΉ΄μ΄
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β§Ό πŸ“Ž ⧽ δΈ€ pairing。 ⸝⸝ huening kai x fem!reader π“„΅ feat。beomgyu and yeonjun of tomorrow x together
genre。⋆ smut, porn with some plot, fluff, coworkers to lovers
warnings。⸝⸝ office au, coworker!kai, trapped in the closet, thunderstorms, sex in the dark, power outages, switch!kai, dirty talk, praise kink, love confessions, unprotected sex, cumshot, pull out method, breast play, handjob, monster cock!kai, mating press, missionary wc。6 . 5 k β•± β§Ό πŸ“‹ ⧽ δΈ€ to library。
author's notes。⸝⸝ a rewrite of an older kai fic on my old blog, holiday decorating! i rewrote it so it's readable all year around hehe~~ hope you all enjoy!! just a quick lil fic while i work on my longer wips <3 i proofread this super duper fast so please let me know if there's any mistakes!
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No one had ever bothered to warn you about how difficult it was to plan an office party. Maybe if someone had, you wouldn’t have jumped at the opportunity when it had been presented to you; though it was awfully in your nature as a corporate kiss-ass to accept any work-related project that was offered to you. In all honesty, you agreed mostly in blind hope of impressing the higher ups, but part of you felt obligated to help when the retirement party you were asked to plan was for the woman you were hired to replace.Β 
β€œI'm sure you’ll do great,” your boss, Yeonjun, had reassured you with a not-so-comforting pat on the back. β€œDon’t be afraid to ask for help!”
You were terrified to ask for help. You had only begun working at TXT Bank eight weeks ago, doing entry-level grunt work filing paperwork and filling out spreadsheets. You didn’t even know most of your coworker’s names yet, and you hardly felt comfortable approaching any of them to ask for help with a completely benefit-less side quest. It might just be the new employee paranoia eating at you, but you couldn’t help but feel as if they wouldn’t be interested in helping you even if you did reach out and ask. The retiring analyst seems to have been a pretty popular staple in the office with decades of work under her belt, and you were a far cry away from the life of the party. You were young, inexperienced, and far too shy for your own good; in the short two months you’ve been employed at the bank, not once have any of your peers even attempted to engage in conversation with you aside from letting you know what you were doing wrong. Yeonjun’s personal assistant, Beomgyu, was the only person in the bank you felt even remotely comfortable being around, having known him from when you were still studying accounting in college. He was the one who got you the position in the first place, and without his mentoring and his happy-go-lucky attitude, you were sure that you would have buckled under the pressure long before now.
It’s only natural that he’s the first person you run to. Yeonjun said that there were party supplies somewhere hidden in the office… but couldn’t tell you exactly where.
β€œYou don’t want my help, believe me,” he laughs, swiveling around in his desk chair to face you. β€œI can’t decorate worth shit. Plus, Why don’t you go and ask Kai? He probably knows where everything is in this place. You and I both know he’ll say yesβ€” hell, you could ask him to jump from the tenth floor and he’d do it. He’s obsessed with you.”
Playing quietly on Beomgyu’s computer was the early morning news, the strong voice of the weatherman drawing your brief attention. β€œRecord-breaking storms are forecasted to hit the metropolitan area later this afternoon—”
β€œHe’s not obsessed.” You retort weakly, rolling your eyes to counteract the immediate flush that rises on your cheeks. β€œHe’s just a nice guy.”
β€œSure, buying you coffee and lunch, following you around like a lost puppy, and offering to walk you to your car every night is just being nice.”
β€œI asked him to the first time! The parking garage gets so scary when it’s dark out…”
Huening Kai worked in the banks I.T. department, imprisoned down in the basement like tie-wearing goblins. Even then you saw him nearly every single day, the poor boy constantly running up and down the stairs whenever he was called; and everyone asked for Kai when they needed help, because he was just too sweet and polite to refuse. He was the only stranger to welcome you warmly when you first began, offering his unyielding assistance with a handsome crooked smile. He was a godsend those first few weeks, because the outdated software the bank still used went so far over your head it made you dizzy. You still haven’t gotten quite the hang of it, but that was probably because you found it extremely difficult to focus on what Kai was trying to teach you when he was leaning over your shoulder and murmuring in your ear so closely and intimately with that gentle voice of his. You only felt dizzier in his presence, so nothing he said ever stuck… though that worked just fine for you, because that meant you could keep asking for his help.
Beomgyu’s sworn up and down since your first day that Kai has a thing for you. You’re pretty sure he’s just that friendly and kind with everybody.Β 
As much as you hate it when Beomgyu’s right, Kai absolutely would help you out if you asked him to. You feel guilty for hogging up all of his time, as busy as he is even when he isn’t acting as everyone’s personal errand boy, but if Beomgyu won’t help you, he’s the only other person you’re willing to ask. When you see him again around noon, offering you half of his sandwich with bright eyes and that smile that never fails to give you butterflies, you ask him meekly if he’d be willing to help you find some supplies and decorations for the senior analyst’s retirement party.Β 
He accepts a little more enthusiastically than you anticipated he would. β€œThere’s a storage closet in the basement that has some of the decorations we used for last year’s Christmas party. I can show it to you later if you’d like! It’ll have to be after everyone goes home, though. I’m technically not allowed to go rooting through storage.”
β€œThere’s supposed to be a storm tonight,” you recall from the news earlier, β€œMaybe Yeonjun’ll let everyone go home early if it starts pouring. We could stay behind then?”
β€œOh, that’s sneaky.” Kai giggles. β€œSounds like a plan to me!”
Your heart raced the rest of the day. All you were doing was going through some old dusty decorations, so why were you getting butterflies as if Kai had asked you out on a date? It’s impossible to focus on any of your tasks, your eyes constantly darting between the clock and the gathering of grey clouds over the horizon. By three, the entire sky was taken over by them, dark and ominous, blocking out the sun and swathing the entire city in a foreboding darkness. A light sprinkling of rain at four quickly turns into a torrential downpour, raindrops pounding against the roof and the wind picking up until it’s shaking the windows. Yeonjun starts sending people home early at five, and by six the entire office was empty except for you and a few other hardworking stragglers.Β 
As much as it pains you to lie to your boss, it has to be done; when it’s your turn to be sent home, you tell Yeonjun that you have extra statements to go through that you want to be done with before you leave. You even make a show out of packing up your purse in front of him, going extra slow because Yeonjun always wanted to stay and chat. Thankfully, he leaves the office himself without much fuss, but only after reminding you twice to drive safely and jokingly warning you about getting out before the building collapses over your head. A little unfair for the poor security guards who had to stay overnight anyway, you think.Β 
β€œOf course, sir, thank you. Have a good night.” you reply to Yeonjun’s retreating back with a tight smile, praying to whatever deity would listen that you don’t look as guilty as you feel.Β 
Once you hear the front doors close shut behind him, you shoot up out of your desk and hightail it to the basement. You find Kai waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs, grinning excitedly and waving with his bag slung over his shoulder. β€œIt shouldn’t take us very long,” he says, turning and beckoning you with one of his large hands to follow him, β€œThe closet’s pretty small. I want to get us both out of here before the storm gets even worse. Don’t like the thought of you driving in this weather as it is, but I also want to get you stuck in here all night waiting for it to blow over.”
You’re touched by his words, even if you wouldn’t really mind it if you ended up hunkered down in the basement with him overnight. He ushers you down a dimly lit hallway, long and narrow with identical little cubicle-like offices flanking both walls. Even with the offices empty, the cramped atmosphere made you feel tense and claustrophobic; something about the dark, empty windows and the uncanny silence gave you the creeps. Kai doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest, however, hands in his pockets and his head held high as he leads you to the very end of the hallway, stopping at a scuffed, unmarked wooden door. A keypad affixed to the adjacent wall blinks brightly in the dark.
β€œIs this the storage closet you were talking about?” You ask, eyeing the door oddly. β€œIt doesn’t look like a closet at all. Why’s it got a keypad?”
β€œIt used to be a server room, I think. Long before I started working here. The old equipment is all still there.” Kai responds airily, plugging in the code for the keypad. β€œNow it’s just used to store stuff we don’t need. Only my department has access to it, though; expensive computers and whatnot. After last year’s Christmas party I helped put away everything, and I stored it all in here β€˜cos I was too lazy to carry it to the attic.”
β€œWe have an attic?”
β€œ...Yes and no. There’s nothing up there that you want.” The keypad beeps and the little blinking red light turns green. Kai pulls the door open and gestures for you to step inside.Β 
There’s no windows in the old server room, you quickly realize; when the door swings shut behind the two of you, you’re plunged into complete blackness. You search blindly in the dark for the light switch, but Kai locates it with ease, switching it on with a soft click and flooding your senses with blinding fluorescent light. You have to blink hard a couple of times to adjust, your eyes squinting and watering as they slowly acclimate and take in your surroundings. Against each wall countless boxes are stacked up nearly to the ceiling, each one filled to the brim with dusty paperwork and ancient electronics, wires spilling over the sides. You spot a line of folding chairs leaned up against a filing cabinet, a ladder and an old printer. As Kai had mentioned earlier, numerous server racks filled up the room, abandoned and far too outdated to be of any use anymore. They were pushed aside like walls of a maze, creating a rough pathway through all of the junk just wide enough for you and Kai to stand shoulder to shoulder. You swallow down the lump in your throat and place your purse on an old desk, Kai copying you close behind.Β 
You can still hear the storm outside, even down here. The wind howls and whips around viciously, the rain sounding like a barrage of a thousand tiny bullets.
β€œThere should be some stuff in the back,” Huening Kai murmurs, squeezing past you to make his way through the mountains of stuff. His chest brushes against your back as he moves past, and you can feel the firm planes of his pecs through the thin material of his button down shirt. β€œTablecloths and ribbons and things. I’m pretty sure I hid them all back here so I wouldn’t get in trouble.”
You laugh airily, a little too distracted to pay much attention to what he was saying. β€œYou? In trouble? I don’t think Yeonjun has the heart.”
Kai shrugs and breaks the tape seal on a random cardboard box, peering inside for a moment before shaking his head and placing it aside. β€œYou’d be surprised. He’s still putting on a show for the new girlβ€” you haven’t been around long enough to see what he’s really like. By the way, how are you liking it so far? Getting the hang of things?”
You should probably be looking around yourself, but you can’t tear your eyes away from the way the muscles in his back ripple through his shirt as he digs through boxes. β€œI, um. I’m still figuring it out, but I’m getting better. Thank you for your help, reallyβ€” I appreciate it.”
The storm grows even louder outside, to the point that it’s beginning to frighten you. You don’t think you’ve ever heard of a building caving in from just a bad thunderstorm, but Yeonjun’s joke still rings in your ears; there’s a first for everything.Β 
If Kai notices that you haven’t moved away from the door, he doesn’t mention it. β€œYou don’t need to thank me! I’m happy to help, really. Don’t be afraid to ask for help anytime you need it, Y/N. All you need to do is askβ€” you can always count on me.” He moves on to another box, still searching in vain for those decorations. β€œWho’s your favorite coworker? If you have one, I meanβ€” ah, that’s a stupid question. It’s probably Beomgyu.”
Kai’s tone changes suddenly, from bright and friendly to something darker, something you couldn’t quite place. You’ve never seen Kai sound like that before, and it vanishes as fast as it came. He looks over his shoulder at you and gives you a smile, and you’re half convinced that you made it up.Β 
β€œWhat do you mean?” you prod, cocking your head.Β 
Kai’s silent for an awkward moment, seemingly weighing the question with a bite to the inside of his cheek and a quick aversion of his eyes. β€œWell, he’s your friend, right? From college. And I’ve heard that you spend time together outside of work, going out to bars and whatever. And, I mean… I see you with him every day, talking with him and laughing at his jokes. I thought you were together for a while, actually, with how he’s always looking at you. With his stupid perfect face and his stupid perfect hair—”
You’re not really sure how to process that. β€œKai… actually, my favorite coworker is you. I thought it was obvious.”
His head spins around so fast you’re afraid it’s going to fly right off. His big brown eyes are wide in shock. β€œWait, what?! Really?!”
β€œYes, really.” you giggle. β€œI thought you knew that, silly. Beomgyu’s my friend and all, but he gets on my nerves all the time. Kind of like a kid brother, I guess. You’ve been just so sweet to me when nobody else really has, and you’ve made me feel so welcome… It really means a lot.”
Kai’s face turns an adorable shade of bright pink, from his neck all the way to the tips of his ears. β€œOh. Well. Um. Thank you, I—” he looks away sharply, lowering his head to study the boxes again. His long bangs fall to cover his eyes, shielding the emotions that swirled in their dark chocolate depths. β€œI’m glad you feel that way… I can’t seem to find any of these stupid decorations, I’m worried we’re not going to be able to make it out of here before the power goes—” 
Flicker.
Pop.
You’re plunged into complete and total darkness.Β 
β€œβ€”out.”
Kai straightens up sharply, or at least you’re pretty sure he didβ€” you can’t even see your hands inches from your face. You screw your eyes shut and you see no difference, blind to everything except the cacophonous howling of the wind.Β 
β€œShit!” Kai curses, the first time you’ve ever heard him do so. β€œHold on, I can get us out of here—”
There’s a loud crash to your right. Kai must have run into one of those server racks trying to find his way around; you can hear him cursing under his breath as he stumbles around blindly, shuffling back to you one careful step at a time. The banging and crashing gets closer and closer, until it’s far too closeβ€” you open your mouth to warn him, but Kai barrels right into you before you could get a word out. He nearly knocks you to the ground, but his outstretched arms catch you before you fall. One arm wraps itself around your waist and the other… grabs a fat fistful of your breast.Β 
β€œSorry!” Kai yelps, and it seems he doesn’t even notice just exactly where his hands had ended up, his hands large and warm and squeezing your flesh a little too tightly. The heat from his skin seeps through the material of your blouse and bra and floods your senses, erupts a fire in your chest that rushes straight down between your legs.Β 
As unwelcome as the feeling is, you can’t fight it off.
β€œUm, Kai.” you stutter, biting your lip to keep your voice as unassuming as possible. β€œThat’s… that’s my boob.”
Kai tears his hands away as if he were touching hot coals, and much to your dismay you find yourself instantly craving his touch again. β€œI’m so sorry!!” he repeats in a rush of jumbled words, his usually deep voice a couple octaves higher. You’re sure his handsome face is glowing crimson red, and distantly you wish that the lights were on so you could see it. β€œI–I, I didn’t mean to, I swear!” 
β€œI know you didn’t, don’t worry,” you reassure him, reaching out yourself to help him right himself and walk past you to the door. You can hear him pressing buttons frantically on the keypad, but the device doesn’t beep or flash any lights. He curses again and slams his fist against the wall, the loud thud echoing throughout the quiet dark room.Β 
β€œWe’re stuck in here.” Kai mutters to you in dismay.Β 
You blanche. β€œWhat do you mean we’re stuck in here?!”
β€œThe door automatically locks itself when it closes and the keypad is the only thing that unlocks it… and it turned off when the power went out. It’s alright though! The backup generator should turn on any minute now!” 
The two of you stand around in silence for a long, extremely awkward moment. The backup generator does not turn on.Β 
β€œOkay, or not.” Kai gripes. β€œThat’s fine. This is fine. We’ll get out of here somehowβ€” here, let me turn on my phone’s flashlight—” 
He rummages around in his pockets noisily before making a triumphant little giggle; you anticipate seeing the little flashlight on his cellphone turn on and finally illuminate the all-encompassing dark, but the light never comes.Β 
β€œ...And my phone’s dead. Great. Just great.” 
β€œYou really need to get better about charging that thing.” You quip sarcastically. β€œHow many times have you asked to borrow my charger? I only bring it now because I know you’ll need it.” 
β€œI know, I’m sorry, I didn’tβ€” wait, really? Just for me?” 
You don’t answer, your cheeks flaring up from the confession you didn’t mean to let slide. β€œMy phone should still have a charge.” You tell him, an attempt to change the subject. β€œBut I left it in my purse. I think I remember where I put it… let me try and grab it.” 
Carefully, you begin to shuffle your way towards the far right corner of the room, where you’re at least partially confident that the desk was. Kai follows you closely, his hands balancing on your shoulders to keep the both of you steady. It was a fine idea at first, when the two of you were making good headway, but you didn’t get very far at all before you’re once again losing your balance.
You barely manage a few short steps before one of your kitten heels catches on something rolling around on the ground; Kai must have knocked over a few boxes on his way over to you, little plastic bulbs that feel an awful lot like Christmas ornaments, the ones that Kai had put there when he wasn’t supposed to. You trip and stumble, but you probably could have caught yourself easily if it wasn’t for Kai’s big tall body tripping and stumbling right with you. The both of you come crashing down to the floor, your sharp gasp drowned out by Kai’s loud, girly shriek right into your ear. He squishes you against the cold linoleum, his chest pressed against your back and keeping you pinned down, hips flush against your ass. You try to wriggle free, but Kai is just too heavy, completely motionless and oddly silent as he breathes quick and hard against the back of your neck. β€œOh my god, Huening Kai, you oaf, get off me!” you whine, attempting in vain to push yourself up onto your knees. The movement makes your hips swivel against Kai’s own, akin to a bucking horse trying to unseat its rider, and that’s when you feel it.Β 
Your pencil skirt has ridden up so high that your entire ass is exposed, covered up only by your underwear and pantyhose, and you can feel every inch of Kai’s hardening dick press up against you as if there were no clothes between the two of you at all. You can feel everything, the weight and the curve of it, slotted perfectly between your asscheeks like it belonged there. The way it twitches violently in his slacks when you gasp.
β€œI’m sorry,” he whimpers quietly, his head buried in your shoulder, voice wobbly like he was going to cry. β€œI’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry—” It’s just then do you register his hands on your hips, touching you so intimately, steadfast in their movements rubbing up and down your ass and thighs despite the way he was shaking like a leaf. He’s never been this close before, his body so sculpted and masculine against you. His soft plump lips ghost over the exposed skin of your collarbone and wafts of his musky cologne cloud your senses. You shouldn’t do this, you should remain professional… but you’ve wanted Huening Kai more than you’ve ever wanted any other man, since you first laid eyes on him, and having him pressed up against you so helpless and vulnerable has destroyed your control and reason. All you can think about is that Kai wanted you too, and the proof was straining against the fly of his pants begging to be freed.Β 
You roll your hips back against him slowly, as if not to startle himβ€” the broken moan that falls from those kissable lips is downright obscene, whiny and desperate, shooting hot sparks of pleasure down your body to your core.Β 
β€œA-ah, did you, umβ€” Y-you didn’t mean to d-do that, right?” Kai murmurs in a small voice. His cock grows even harder against you.Β 
You can’t take it anymore; in Kai’s dazed state you manage to pull yourself up from underneath him and spin around to reach out wildly in his general direction. One of your fists manages to wrap around his tie, and with a sharp tug Kai’s lips come crashing down onto yours. His lips are soft and pillowy against your own, tasting a little sweet, like the tea with milk and honey he enjoys drinking while he works. His panting breath tickles your skin, his fingers coming up to card through your hair as you both open your mouths and breathe each other in. Your bodies press together heatedly, hands roaming everywhere you could reach, groping and pushing and pulling, desperate to get closer even if it was impossible. Kai’s other hand slides down your back to cup your ass, squeezing the plush flesh between his fingers. Swathed in all this darkness, it was easy to forget that you weren’t dreaming.Β 
You’ve never kissed or been kissed quite like this before.Β 
β€œDoes that answer your question?” You giggle when you part for air. Kai pants hotly into your mouth like a thirsty dog before descending down upon you to recapture your lips himself.Β 
This kiss is even more heated than the last, Kai prying your lips apart to deepen the passion with his teeth and tongue. You wish you could see, could admire the sharp tic of his jaw as he kisses you, lose yourself in his beautiful brown eyes. Bear some witness to something you had been confident would never happen. You can feel the thud of your combined heartbeats, blood rushing in your ears to drown out the storm as you both fumble with each other's clothes. Kai’s hands move to cup your tits, squeezing harshly when you slide your hand down his chest and belly to catch on his belt buckle. It’s a hassle to unfasten in the dark, but you manage to tear both his belt and fly open and fish his hot throbbing cock out of his boxers. You wrap your hand around it, so fat your fingers barely connectβ€” Kai lets out a strangled whine as you stroke up his shaft to thumb at his tip, thick globs of precum wetting your hand.Β 
Kai’s hands come back to your breasts, but this time on purpose; he gropes and squeezes greedily, pressing the flesh together before letting them bounce back into place. Just one of his hands is enough to cover the entirety of your tit, your bra doing nothing to hide the way your nipples harden and beg for his attention. He pinches and rolls them between his fingers through your shirt, the sensation too much and not enough at the same time.Β 
β€œT-take it off!” he grits out against your lips, fumbling with the buttons of your blouse. β€œPlease, gotta feel—”
An affirming hum is all he needs. He tears your blouse open with a strength you didn’t know he had, the fabric ripping loudly and the buttons popping off. Roughly he pulls your bra down just enough for your breasts to fall out, heated flesh and hard nipples pebbling in the cold air. Kai quickly warms them up with his fingers, tugging and rolling your beds between his thumbs and forefingers, the pleasure making you keen wantonly.Β 
β€œKai! That shirt was expensive!” you complain, but you stroke his twitching cock even faster; you couldn’t find it within yourself to care much about anything that wasn’t Kai’s hands on you, and as much as you enjoyed listening to him get embarrassed you didn’t want him stopping again to apologize any more than he already has.Β 
β€œCouldn’t help it, just love your tits,” Kai groans, letting go of your nipples to grope and massage the fat mounds of your breasts. His grip gets tighter with every flick of your wrist, his breath fanning over you in short airy pants. β€œFuck, you’re so sexy, it makes me insane. Running around in those tight tops and those short little skirts, I just want toβ€” a-anh!β€” f-fuck you all the time!”
β€œKai,” you plead, rubbing your thighs together in an attempt to quell the searing heat growing between them.Β 
β€œI wish I could see you right now,” he continues, and you jump at the sudden electric sensation of a hot wet tongue sliding against your nipple. β€œI could probably cum just from how hot you lookβ€” God, I’ve been wanting to do this forever.”
His plump, spit-slick lips seal themselves around your hard bud, his hands continuing to play with your chest as he sucks and nibbles. You cry out high in your throat, letting go of his twitching cock to crumple your fist in his shirt. Your pussy aches to be touched, dripping so much slick that you’re sure you’ve completely ruined your panties. Kai's fingers and mouth are better than anything you’ve ever felt before, good enough to make you cum from just this alone, you’re sure, but the cavernous hunger that’s developed within you desperately, wildly, primally demands more.
β€œTouch me!” you beg him, pulling him impossibly closer, right where you need him most. β€œKai, please touch me!”
Kai gives your nipple one last tug between his teeth before pulling off with a pop, leaving your breasts covered in his spit and erupting in goose flesh from the frigid air. Slowly and carefully he crawls himself between your open legs, sliding his fingers underneath your bunched up skirt. He runs a fingertip down the gusset of your panties, just the ghost of a touch, but it’s enough to make you keen in delight. β€œYou’re so wet,” he laments, sounding utterly ruined, two thick fingers rubbing your weeping pussy lips over the lace, circling your clit until you mewl, β€œMade a mess in your panties… Did I really make you this wet? That’s so fucking hot…”
He relinquishes his finger, and you’re not sure what you were expecting next, but it definitely wasn’t for him to grab ahold of your pantyhose and underwear and tear them from your body in one powerful yank. The nylon and lace rip like paper, the ghastly sound ringing in your ears, and Kai tosses the shredded fabric to the side along with your buttons before positioning himself to kneel between your thighs.
β€œI’ll do more than touch you if you’ll let me,” he whispers in your ear, running his hand up your inner thigh, leaving behind a burning trail in it’s wake, β€œI wanna fuck you so bad, baby, please, can I? I’ll buy you new clothes, I’ll do anything you want, just let me ruin you…”
β€œWe don’t have a condom…” you breathe, but you widen your legs to give him more room anyway. Usually that would be a deal-breaker for you, but you’ve already done more in this closet than you would have ever even dreamed of doing.Β 
β€œI'll pull out, I promise.” Kai's voice is far too soothing for your own good, those terrible, god-sent big hands grabbing ahold of the back of your knees to expose you even further. You can hardly think at all anymore, too focused on the throbbing need swirling deep in your pussy, and how good it would feel if you would take the risk and just let go.
β€œPlease…” is all you can manage to say, and with a delighted groan, Huening folds your legs up to rest on his shoulders and positions his weeping cock at your entrance. It feels so filthy, with your torn-up pantyhose still clinging to your legs and your heels hanging from your toes, and once again you wish that you could see just how lewd of a sight the two of you were.
Kai slides his cock up and down between your folds, getting his shaft nice and wet with your juices. His bulbous cockhead bumps deliciously against your clit before gliding back down to your entrance, pressing against the rim of your hole just enough to tease before letting up and doing it again. As hot as it is and as good as it feels, you can’t handle any teasing anymore, not when you’ve been on the edge and in need of release for this long.
β€œPut it in!” you cry, and you can hardly recognize your own voice. You sound so needy, so pornographicβ€” it would be humiliating if you weren’t this far gone. β€œPlease, please, need you s’bad, Kai, need your cock…”
Kai shushes you with an unexpectedly chaste kiss, sweet and gentle and nothing at all like the way he was thrusting himself inside of your tight wet heat like an animal. The stretch burns so good you bite his shoulder to keep from screaming, his cock longer and fatter than any you’ve ever taken before. For a delirious moment you worry that he’ll tear you in half, that he won’t fit, your walls clenching down on him like a vice as he forces his way deeper and deeper, until his tip kisses your cervix and his balls slap wetly against your ass.
β€œS-so big…” you slur against his skin, clawing weakly at his shoulders. Your mouth is slack and drooling and your mind was blank of everything except for how impossibly full you feel.Β 
β€œIs it too much?” Kai asks nervously, back to his sweet anxious self for a split second. β€œI’m so sorry, sweetie, I couldn’t stop myself, your pussy’s sucking me in—”
β€œNooo! It feels so goo–o–ood!” you mewl dumbly, finding it harder and harder to string a sentence together the longer Kai’s inside of you. β€œNeed more, Hyuka! Give it to me!” 
The innocent nickname makes him moan, and just like you wanted and pleaded for he begins to fuck you in sincere earnest. His thrusts are fast and brutal, lit by a deep, primal fire you had no idea he possessed. It knocks the wind out of you, overwhelmed in the best possible way, your mouth falling slack and your eyes rolling into the back of your skull, moaning in delight every time his cock spears your cervix.
β€œDeep! So f-fucking deep!” you hiccup breathlessly, surrendering yourself completely to the onslaught of red-hot pleasure. You can feel him in your belly, right under your navel, your wet little pussy squelching obscenely with every movement of Kai's hips. He finds your sweet spot with shocking ease, angling his cock to drag against that spongey bundle of nerves and make you gush.Β 
β€œYeah?” he croons, thrusting himself inside of you impossibly harder, faster, β€œFeels so good, huh? Fuck, this pussy’s so fucking wet, so fucking tightβ€” best cunt i’ve ever had, baby, feels better than I ever imagined…! Can’t let you go now, perfect girl, all for me. This perfect pussy’s all mine, you hear, no one else's!”
He recaptures your pert nipple between his lips, suckling even rougher than before; your breasts bounce to the rhythm of his thrusts, sensitive flesh jiggling in his face as he trails his teeth and tongue across the planes of your cleavage, leaving dusky love bites in his wake. He slobbers over your tits like a hungry dog, his moans and whines muffled by your nipples he takes turns slurping them up into his mouth. The pangs of pleasure from your sore nipples combined with Kai's quickening pace and filthy words tug you closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy, the fiery hot tsunami building deep within your belly threatening to overflow and toss you into its euphoric depths.
β€œGod, I love you,” kai admits as he continues to babble nonsense, seemingly not noticing just what was coming out of his mouth, β€œI’ve been wanting you for so fucking long, needed youΒ  so badβ€” my pretty girl, so beautiful, I wanna see your face when you cum. You’ve gotta look so sexy when you cum.”
Your heart clenches along with your cunt.Β 
There is nothing you can see, but there is plenty you can hearβ€” Kai’s hips clapping against your ass, his beautiful broken whimpering, the slick sounds of your pussy gushing around his cock. You open your mouth to speak, voice the mounting ecstasy that built steadily in your throbbing cunt, but you can’t seem to get out anything other than shrill, pathetic cries of pleasure. Your mind was wiped completely blank, nothing but static behind your eyes, thoughts filled with nothing except the pressure in your core and how good it would feel if you let it consume you.
β€œI’m gonna cum!” you wail, using up all your energy into making yourself speakβ€” Kai groans happily, his thrusts turning desperate and sloppy, speeding up to pound your sweet spot into oblivion.
β€œYes! Fuck yes, cum with me, angel, come on. You can do it.” He coos into your ear, voice shaking as his body jolts and shudders above you. His hands come down to press hard on your engorged, sensitive clit, rubbing tight circles against the throbbing bud. β€œThat’s it, make a mess, cum all over my cock!” 
Your orgasm hits you like a truck, your entire body shaking from overwhelming pleasure as you pulsate and gush around him. You recognize distantly that you’re squirting, droplets of viscous liquid splashing all over your tummy and thighs, drenching Huening’s own as well. His own climax is triggered by the violent pulsing of your gummy walls around him, and he wrenches out his cock from your quivering pussy just milliseconds before ropes and ropes of thick, sticky cum splatters hot and wet all over your heaving tits.
β€œHoly fuck.” Kai whispers, unable to catch his breath. β€œThat was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
You just giggle weakly, trying to calm down your racing heart yourself. The two of you lay against each other in silence for a moment basking in the afterglow while you both come down from your highs. Your orgasm sucked all the life force out of you, it seemed, leaving you weak and exhausted as you lay boneless on the cold storage closet floor.
And just like that, the lights turn back on. The vents begin to whir and suck out the hot, sweaty air, but the stench of sex still lingers. You’re nearly blindsided after spending so long in the dark, screwing up your eyes as you take in your surroundings.
Kai is staring right back at you.
His dark hair is wild and sticking out in all directions, eyes blown wide and his cheeks dusted pink. His tie is half-undone and his work shirt is terribly wrinkled, drenched in what you can only assume to be your juices. His softening cock lies against his thigh, poking out from his unzipped fly, slacks just as damp and ruined as his shirt was. His chest heaves with the force of his breaths, no doubt taking in your own appearance himself. You look down just enough to see your torn clothes, your cum stained breasts and wet thighs, your smart professional outfit looking like it was ravaged by some sort of rabid animal.
β€œYou look beautiful.” Kai whispers in rapture.Β 
β€œUm.” you respond smartly, cheeks burning. Averting your eyes you check the door; the keypad is blinking cheerfully at you, as if it had never turned off in the first place. It’s just then that you realize you can’t hear the storm anymore. The worst must have ended while you were occupied with other things.
β€œDo… you want to keep looking for those decorations?” Kai prods gently. You shoot him a quizzical glare.
β€œI want to go home.” you grumble lightheartedly. β€œI don’t give a damn about that stupid party anymore. I’ll just ask Yeonjun for his credit card.”
Kai smiles, that signature smile that gives you even more butterflies now than it ever did before. β€œThat’s what I was hoping you were going to say. Does my home work for you? We can watch a movie and get takeout. Or, I mean, you don’t have to, we can just leave and go our separate ways and—”
β€œI’d love to.” you snicker, leaning forward to steal a kiss. β€œShould we take separate cars, though? It would be suspicious if we showed back up tomorrow together.”
β€œWe’ll be sneaky about it. We’re good at that.”
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silksongeveryday Β· 4 months ago
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Drawing Hornet everyday until Silksong comes out - Day 731.
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Well, after two long years of posting, I’m finally taking a break.
Thank you guys for everything for the past two years. It’s genuinely been so fun making daily doodles. But all good things must come to an end eventually. I’m tired.
What are the plans moving forward?
read below the cut if you’d like to know!!
Taking a break:
Life in general has been really rough lately. Tons of family drama, personal medical issues making it impossible to function some days, and my childhood dog recently passed away a few days after Christmas last year. So it was a real challenge to β€œkeep up appearances” if you know what I mean.
I’ve said this plenty of times in the past already, however I’ll repeat it since there’s surprisingly a lot more new people that have followed since then. I’m taking a whole month off from posting entirely. So I won’t be active on Silksongeveryday until about March 14th. Why? Hopefully it’s obvious but posting daily content for two years straight really does something to you. I’ve grown tired of this blog just a little bit, and I feel stepping away from it for a month will help me reconnect. I still love the game and its community, and I’d hate for my disinterest in a single blog to ruin that. If a month long break could fix that then so be it.
I’m also taking a somewhat indefinite break from daily doodles. I WILL still be posting doodles occasionally every once in a while after I come back from my month long break. However I won’t be doing daily doodles.
So no daily doodles ever again?
There is only one condition that has to be met for me to return to daily doodles.
A Silksong release date is announced.
Which is…let’s face it, a release date might not happen any time soon. 6 years of near radio silence from TC? I’m not expecting much, especially not in a month.
But WHEN a release date is announced I’ll definitely return to daily doodles and do a sort of daily β€œcountdown” until Silksong is officially out.
Will doodle requests still be open?
Yes! Even if I will no longer be doing daily posts I will still occasionally post every once in a while with doodles! So if there’s a specific doodle you’d like to request and you have an extra $1 hanging around, hornet doodle requests are open on my ko-fi!!
What about the current projects that were happening on Silksongeveryday?
I’m still working on them! Just as mentioned before, a lot of stuff happened irl so it’s kind of on the back burner.
For the Hornet Journal Series: I plan to post the remaining entries after I come back from my month long break. Whether I work on them during that month long break totally depends on how I’m feeling. But there may be a likely chance I work on a few here and there on my own time! But regardless, I do plan to finish this project. So no worries!
For Hornet’s Strange adventures: I know it’s been ages since this particular project finished on the blog. Development for the free game is slow going since I’m working on this project entirely by myself with a game engine I’ve never used before. Progress is being made but it’s unfortunately slow thanks for irl conflicts. But, just like the journal series, I do plan to finish this project so I promise it won’t be abandoned!! I just need a break first lol.
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I think that’s all I have to say?? But if anyone has any questions, asks are always open and I’m more than happy to answer just about anything!
Thanks again for the wonderful experience, it’s been an amazing journey with you guys <3
See you all in a month!!
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arciam Β· 3 months ago
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Underrated JayVik moments/lines (15/∞)
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"You had a vision?"
This entry is very loosely inspired by a post I saw about how Jayce really ought to be more bewildered by the fact that Viktor just told him he had a vision while tripping balls on his own lung-blood inside the HexGates. /paraphrased
I know on this blog we like to lovingly rip into Jayce for being a serial fumbler at supporting the casual love of his life (or no, I don't really like to do that - I love both my boys and just wish they didn't have to stay miserable until two minutes before annihilation is all), but this made me think of how there is one way in which Jayce is actually much "better" at supporting Viktor than the other way around.
See, Viktor - by virtue of being a person of uncompromising principles - is prone to the pitfall of... not being very generous with regards to other people's perceived failings or weaknesses. Or his own, for that matter.
Jayce isn't exempt from this - furthest thing from it, in fact.
Yes, Viktor does always quickly forgive (and doesn't forget) Jayce's numerous blunders. But that doesn't negate the fact that anytime Jayce ventures outside Viktor's expectations of who he is - or who he could be, ought to be -, the dissatisfaction is immediate, sharp and unfaltering. While Viktor's love for Jayce is unconditional, his approval most certainly isn't.
That's not a bad thing in itself; Viktor is (generally speaking) entitled to his disapproval, and as I said, it is merely the flipside of his strong convictions.
However, compare this to Jayce, who doesn't seem to have any set expectations whatsoever as to who Viktor should be. Or the decisions he should make. Jayce will happily go along with any twist and turn in Viktor's thought processes and actions, not only because they are fascinating to him, but because he trusts and admires Viktor implicitly.
(To my knowledge, the only time Jayce expresses discontentment with an action taken by pre-Herald Viktor is during their argument on the bridge, which is driven by immense worry and fear on Jayce's part, and he also backpedals immediately.)
Here are some examples of Jayce not beating the golden retriever allegations embracing Viktor unconditionally:
You're suggesting we should amplify the power of the thing that blew up half a building yesterday? Let's roll!
You're snapping at me for taking my new job too seriously? Yeah, guess I deserve that...
You had a vision? (While tripping balls on your lung-blood?) Tell me more!
The thing that came to you in said vision is making plants scream now? You're so cool, Vik.
You carved runes in your skin and started experimenting on yourself in ways your mentor said would make everyone hate you? "I did my best using the notes from your leg, recorded everything!"
Those experiments pulverised our only assistant? ...We can fix that.
You're leaving because affection isn't holding us together anymore..? Well, I'll stay and sleep here in case you come back, I guess...
You've lost your mind and got me in the exact position where I already saw my future corpse? Eh - I'll close my eyes and trust that you'll come to your senses in time.
The fact that - for however subject to change most of everything else about Jayce was - the love and acceptance Singed told Viktor he would have to forfeit in order to live never once wavered for even a second... it just kind of gets to me, okay?
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