#THub

[lookwhatijustfound-blog]

Heart shaped bathtub

Found on marketplace, the seller just bought a house and this was the tub. From 70’s

[atomxmedia]

Telangana: T-Hub And Tconsult Partner To Connect Startups To Global Markets

In a significant move to bolster Telangana’s innovation ecosystem, the government-backed incubator T-Hub has signed a Memorandum of Understanding (MoU) with Tconsult. This partnership aims to connect local startups with international markets, providing them with comprehensive support from inception through scaling their operations globally. The MoU was inked by T-Hub CEO Srinivas Mahankali and Tconsult Chief Sundeep Kumar Makthala at T-Hub.

Empowering Telangana’s Innovations

This strategic partnership is set to empower Telangana’s startups by offering extensive support, helping them to thrive on a global stage. According to the announcement made on Saturday, the collaboration will aid in nurturing innovation and entrepreneurship within the state. By providing startups with the necessary resources and opportunities, this alliance is expected to significantly boost their chances of succeeding internationally.

Facilitating Cross-Border Expansion

Tconsult plans to sign joint venture agreements with 20 innovative startups on July 14. This effort is part of a broader initiative to establish Telangana as a global business and innovation hub. Makthala emphasized that these agreements will facilitate cross-border expansion, helping startups navigate regulatory landscapes in foreign markets and ensuring seamless company formation.

Strategic Advisory Services

The partnership between T-Hub and Tconsult will provide strategic advisory services to Telangana startups. These services will guide them through the complexities of entering international markets, offering insights into regulatory requirements and business practices in their target countries. This support is crucial for startups aiming to expand their market footprints and compete on a global scale.

International Business Expansion Tours

T-Hub and Tconsult will arrange business expansion excursions to important international markets as part of their joint endeavors. These trips will assist entrepreneurs in investigating and growing their global market presence. The trips are intended to support successful international expansions by offering curated access to foreign markets, networking opportunities with global industry leaders, and strategic insights into international business practices.

Showcasing Innovations on the Global Stage

The MoU also includes plans to organize international trade fairs. These events will showcase and promote the cutting-edge solutions and technological innovations developed by Telangana startups. By presenting their innovations to an international audience, startups will have the opportunity to attract potential investors and business partners from around the world.

Comprehensive Support for Startups

The goal of T-Hub and Tconsult’s partnership is to offer companies all-inclusive help during their expansion process. The alliance seeks to give businesses the resources they need to flourish internationally, from business expansion tours and international trade shows to strategic advising services. This backing will not only raise their prospects of success but also establish Telangana as a preeminent centre for innovation.

Strengthening Telangana’s Position as an Innovation Hub

Srinivas Mahankali, CEO of T-Hub, emphasized the importance of this partnership in promoting innovation and entrepreneurship in Telangana. The collaboration will enable companies to flourish on a worldwide scale by giving them access to the tools and chances they require. Telangana’s standing as a worldwide center for business and innovation will be further enhanced by the partnership with Tconsult, which will also aid in luring in additional investments.

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[onpassivereseller]

Automaattinen Tienaaminen - ONPASSIVE is included in T-Hub

ONPASSIVE is included in T-hub About T-HubAt T-Hub, we believe startups are the centre of the universe – the driving force behind transformative change. Our aim is to provide a launchpad for these visionaries, propelling them into the forefront of global innovation.Spanning across 5,85,000 sq ft, with a capacity to hold up to 1000 startups, the massive infrastructure is more than just an…

[tjnews]

We will train Telangana Student in every household has it's own Inovator says RSP from BSP

ఇంటికో ఇనోవేటర్ లతో తెలంగాణలో సరి కొత్త నవతరం నిర్మిస్తాం: ఆరెస్పీ, టీబీఎస్పీ చీఫ్ RS Praveen Kumar IPS VRS, TBSP Chief ఆరెస్పీ బీఎస్పీ ఆధ్వర్యంలో ఇంటికో ఇంజనీర్, ప్రతి పల్లెకో పట్నం డాక్టర్, అన్ని సౌకర్యాలతో మండలానికో ఇంటర్నేషనల్ స్కూల్, విద్యార్థులకు చిన్నప్పటి నుంచే కోడింగ్, వారి సమస్యలను వారే పరిష్కరించుకునే విధంగా లాజికల్ థింకింగ్ తరగతులు నేర్పించి తెలంగాణలో సరి కొత్త నవతరం…

[ittvglobal]

Meet the Inspiring Surya Kumar Vidiyala: CEO, Innovator, AND T-Hub Ambas...

[dirtysvthoughts]

under the neon lights

tags/warnings: smut, pwp, boyfriend! jihoon, switch! jihoon & reader, at the universe factory (cause why not), dick sucking, some dirty talk, pet names (honey, baby, etc.), some fluff at the beginning, based off that one welive (as seen in the photos cause he looked to fucking good 😩)

word count: 1.4k

notes: happy birthday to the man who has been constantly and consistently wrecking my bias list for almost 5 years 🤍 words can’t express how much i love jihoon, he works so hard and deserves so much - i hope he gets to relax a little and receives so much love and the best head on his special day 🥹 but in all seriousness, i really do love and admire him - happy birthday jihoon!! without further ado, enjoy besties! thank you to @wongyuseokie for helping me come up with the title!

11:40 p.m.

in 20 minutes it would be the 22nd, and you would get to celebrate the love of your life’s birthday. you were very excited, but you were hoping jihoon would for once - decide to take a night out of his studio and relax for a bit. but knowing him, he would be at the universe factory if he got the chance, and it would be hard to persuade him otherwise.

so that’s where you are currently, sitting in your boyfriend’s lap while he sits in his chair, scrolling and clicking through different audio files on his desktop, compiling items together. your hands softly stroke the ends of his hair, not sure if the humming coming out of his mouth was from your movements or if he was thinking to himself. your eyes momentarily flit to the digital clock on lower right side of the screen, the time getting close to 11:45 pm. you tap jihoon’s shoulder twice to get his attention.

“hmmm?” he responds, still looking at his desktop.

“hoon, why don’t you shut everything down for right now? there’s only a few minutes left until your birthday, and i had a few ideas in mind..” you begin to trail off as you wrap your hand around his bicep, legs tightening together as you feel how strong he is.

jihoon sighs. he appreciates that you were trying to make more out of his birthday, but he always saw it as just another day. of course he appreciated all the love he received, but he didn’t want things to become such a big fuss. “babe, you know you don’t have to make any extra effort.. just this is enough - me, you, my music, and this ambiance,” he gestures to the turquoise colored lights filling the dark studio.

“i know, i know, but i just wanna make sure i celebrate you in the best way i can. that’s how much you mean to me baby,” you kiss jihoon’s cheek and he can’t help the blush that makes its way on his face. he intertwines your hands with his as he kisses it, your body moving closer toward his touch.

“you’re the best, you know that don’t you?” he asks, looking into your eyes. you nod your head as you shrink into his body, loving the way he envelops around you. there are a few moments of silence but after, jihoon’s mind quickly remembers what you said earlier.

“what did you mean by ideas?”

“hm? what ideas?” you question a little confused.

“remember, you said there were only a few minutes left until my birthday and you said you had a few ideas in mind. those ideas.”

you quickly bite your lip, getting excited at what you had practically daydreamed even before you got to the universe factory. for the longest, you wanted to give your boyfriend the messiest head in his workplace, especially attracted to the thought that no one would walk in. it would just be you two giving him the pleasure he so rightfully deserved.

“well, one idea involves both of us on the couch,” you hinted, pointing in the direction of the soft large leather piece. you avoid eye contact with jihoon as you play with the hem of his black shirt. “we could see what happens from there, but that’s the first step.”

jihoon still couldn’t tell what you were planning, but he couldn’t deny the sudden urge in his body to get up and move. he pats your thigh, motioning with his hand for you to stand up. after you stand, he walks over to the couch and you follow behind him - but when jihoon takes a seat, you promptly kneel on the floor, making sure your body was front and center in relation to your boyfriend.

the second your knees hit the floor, that’s when things finally click for jihoon. “that’s what she meant..” he thinks to himself, but his face doesn’t do a good job of hiding his discovery, in which you quickly take notice.

“guess you figured it out now, huh?” you tease, slowly rubbing your hands across his thighs. “i’ve been thinking about this for a while now.. going down on you in your workplace,” you lean your head against his thigh, innocent eyes staring into his intrigued gaze.

jihoon inhales sharply as your fingers delicately dance across the lower half of his body, dangerously approaching his crotch. you start to palm him through his pants, his breathing becoming shuddered as he grows harder with every touch and graze.

your hands finally reach the waistline of his pants, wanting to finally get what you’ve been waiting for. “can i take these off, honey?” you muse sweetly, your still innocent eyes making jihoon crave for more. he nods in response, “go ahead,” a breathless whisper leaving his lips.

with his help, you pull jihoon’s pants and boxers down to his ankles, revealing his growing, slightly leaning dick, with a perfect red tip to match. “mmm, so big and all for me to taste,” you lick your lips as you inhale his scent, moaning even more at how attractive your lover is.

your lips finally make their way down to his tip, giving jihoon a little kitten lick. a smile makes its way on your face as he groans out, his hands flying to reach the nape of your neck. you give him some more kitten licks, each one causing more beads of cum to spill out, jihoon’s breathing speeding up a bit.

“shit..” he breathes out, his eyes closed for a second and his head tilts back. using the opportunity, you take more of jihoon in your mouth, his full tip and then some now at the mercy of your tongue. the muscle begins to roam across his dick, your head starting to bob at the new intensity you were getting him off to.

you brace your hand on his thigh yet again, this time hollowing your cheeks out to take even more of him in. your nose pushes in closer as you can feel his tip finally near the back of your throat. jihoon doesn’t even try to lower how loud his moans were now, too engulfed in your presence to care about anyone or anything else.

“you naughty baby girl.. getting me off like the needy little thing you are,” his chuckle turns into another groan as you start to gag slightly on his dick. “taking me all the way to back of your throat.. mmm, such a good girl..”

if you weren’t wearing panties, you’re pretty sure you would’ve been dripping onto the floor by now. this was probably the best head you’ve given him and he had the dirty talk to match the experience.

then, jihoon starts to guide your pacing, causing you to go faster and to moan around him consistently. the hand still on the nape of your neck slightly grips at your skin, not hard but not soft either.

jihoon taps at your cheek a few moments later, bringing your attention to him as he begins to gasp for air, climax inching towards becoming reality.

“i’m- i’m gonna c-cum, baby.. think you can swallow it all for me?” you nod back, now intensely taking him in and out of your mouth, jihoon’s dick covered in your essence, your throat feeling the tiniest hint of sore - but did you really care? at this point you just wanted to give him the messiest head you possibly could.

it’s then that jihoon releases a high pitched moan and seconds later, cum is spilling into your throat, and you don’t hesitate to swallow every last drop. when he finishes emptying his load, your lick your lips teasingly and jihoon watches as your tongue roams the top half of your lips, lingering on thought of what i would be like to intertwine your tongues together so he could taste him on your mouth.

“my jihoonie tastes so good,” you giggle as you begin to stand up, reading his mind as you insert a legs in between his, kissing him square on his lips. jihoon holds your jaw as he deepens the kiss, both of you melting into each other. when you separate, you take a look again at the clock.

12:05 a.m.

“happy birthday, my love,” you whisper as you pull him in for another kiss, jihoon gently pushing you down onto the couch as he undoes your shorts.

“thank you baby, and i guess my gifts are just gonna keep coming over and over tonight,” he smirks. “can’t wait for you to come inside me.”

[eemmoorrii]

The way you draw William afton fills me with happiness

He appreciates it :]

[ilexdiapason]

plz i beg of thee, more mushtyn & property police 🥺👉

(the original mushtyn post)

It doesn't come to a head until Limited Life begins.

Because there was always going to be another game, wasn't there - fate is one of those funny things that you can never truly shake, something Jimmy knows better than anyone. There’s a reason he’s got fledgling canary wings still growing on his back, wings that he still has to clip under his elytra for them to be of any use, wings that move a little too stiffly as Martyn’s membranes creep across his shoulder blades and up towards his pinions with every death-respawn. Fate cannot be stopped, no matter how hard you push, no matter which way you shake it.

The hermits cross over; the emperors follow. There’s Christmas celebrations, but it altogether feels like a bit of a feeble attempt at reciprocity. And then the portal starts to close, and all Jimmy can do is squeeze himself through the one-block gap that’s all that’s left before he’s trapped in a world where he doesn’t belong, before he can truly go home.

There was always going to be another game, and so when Jimmy - when Martyn - when Jimmy-and-Martyn finds himself standing in a circle of familiar faces, informed abruptly that he now has twenty-four hours to live, he’s honestly not surprised.

The Canary Curse is not so much something that Jimmy finds himself crying over as it is an inevitability that he’s resigned to by now. If there is a game, if there are lives to be lost permanently, Jimmy will lose them, and he’ll lose the final one before anybody else. He’s a harbinger, albeit a reluctant one; the only way he’s found to escape that fate is to be the admin in charge of the lives himself, an experiment for which poor Eloise suffered instead.

Martyn, though, has no such ideas about resignation. He is Jimmy’s Listener, now; he is Jimmy, in a way, after so much painstaking entwinement, after weeks and months of protection, of listening out for the threats that Jimmy can’t catch on his own, isn’t sharp enough to notice without Martyn’s supernatural expertise.

Martyn, fresh off the starting plate, when everybody else has run off to punch trees and collect resources, declares that Jimmy’s going to win. Martyn will make sure that Jimmy wins.

Jimmy laughs, nervous, the electric signals of Martyn’s determination sparking down his spine. He can’t just say that, right? Can’t just up and decide to not just evade the Canary Curse, but totally upend it. Can’t just elect to outrun fate like it’s no skin off their back.

Martyn, something fierce and set in Jimmy’s shoulders, doesn’t care what fate has to say.

They see Joel on the shore, muttering some insult about using non-bio, and sail right by. They see Scott, settling in the ocean, and they mull it over. He tries to hand Jimmy a pufferfish, falling back on old emotions; Jimmy takes the free weapon, turns down the offer to team.

Jimmy-and-Martyn strikes out on his own.

(He’ll hear, in the hours that follow, how the teams hashed out. There’s Team TIES in the west, and the Clockers established on Entertainment Mountain, right in the thick of spawn. Scott has built a little Coral Isle, but it’s a lonely one without that alliance he’d been angling for. Grian, Pearl and BigB have become the Nosy Neighbours, pledging to always Watch the goings-on of other teams; Martyn turns up his metaphorical nose at that one, asserts that there’s much more satisfaction to be found in Listening instead. Joel is alone. Joel is usually alone, though - it’d taken him a literal soulbond to not be alone last season.)

Two boogeymen roll through without incident. Grian, ever one to make sure their games are an appropriate spectacle, calls for a third.

Something glitches. Something sticks.

Martyn, threaded into Jimmy’s skin, begins to burn.

It’s not hard, after that, to secure their victory. The heat of the curse doesn’t fade, no matter how many kills they get, and no matter how many times Grian tries to reroll it or reset it. Anybody coming close to his hideaway in one of the deeper caverns of the world (central, because getting too close to the border makes Jimmy-and-Martyn start to vibrate just the wrong side of comfortable) is quickly shown back to spawn the quickest way he knows how, with a rejuvenating sixty minutes hewn back into his timer every time. In time, the people learn to leave Jimmy-and-Martyn alone.

Their communicator buzzes, eventually, to tell them that Skizzleman was slain by Etho, and that he is the first one out of the game.

Jimmy’s blood might have run cold, if he could feel his nerve endings any more. If the curse wasn’t quite so constant of a simmer.

And more people die, and more, and more, and more, and Jimmy is not dying, and Jimmy is not dead, and phantom wings would strain against his back if they weren’t bound from flying in this life, and Jimmy is still not dead, and Martyn listens to the world as it goes quieter and quieter and quieter until they’re close to being the only people left.

When Jimmy-and-Martyn resurfaces, there are two people left. He can hear Scott and Impulse laying out the parameters for their final fight, an honourable thing.

He hefts a sword and a lava bucket, and he seeks them out through sound alone.

The screams are delicious. The time is delicious.

(Scott wondered, over his 24 hours, what brought Jimmy to this point; why he’d given up on making the game the game. He’d decided in the end that it must have been the grief of losing Martyn that drove him to depression, to isolation and self-destruction. Then again, Scott never actually tried approaching Jimmy in his exile. If he had, he might have believed the rumours that it took off twice your time to meet his blade.)

(Impulse wondered, in the last few seconds before he was slashed to gory pieces, what on earth had happened to Jimmy’s skin; why it seemed jaundiced and hollow, like a thin film of something else stretched over muscle and bone. He wondered about the woodenness of Jimmy’s step, and the little yellow particles that coated Jimmy’s sword. But, most importantly, he wondered why it looked like such an unfamiliar fighting style for the Jimmy that he’d known not so many games ago, and so much more like Martyn’s hack-and-slashing.)

The Watchers are not pleased. Martyn does not care. His champion - his host - has beat them at their own damn game, has lain silent in the coalmine and awaited his redemption, and it has worked.

And Jimmy?

Well, he doesn’t think much of anything any more. He just Listens to Martyn.

[megabuild]

im literally constantly thinking about alliances in 3rd life+ as a metaphor for terminal illness btw but that might hit a little too close to home for some people so lets just nod politely and pretend i didnt say that

[soulreaper]

my fanart of thubs up from otome ayui’s twst translations

[hummingbirdsinjune]

A day in the life of Thub

Bonus +

[ban-joey]

i probably shouldn't be allowed to talk abt unreal unearth because i have become extra insane about it since going to the hozier concert (jenna ily) but if i am being derivative this album has some of the best love songs ever written. in my humble onion. he never makes songs that are just about like love as an isolated thing. there's so much meat in every single one and it makes me want to tear my hair out

[shivroy]

very stupid tomgreg posting later today [thubs up]

[robyn-goodfellowe]

i kind of just want to be in a hole today :D

[insufferableburnout]

Tired: “I plead the fifth”

Inspired: “I do bite my thumb, sir”

[frankiethedarkangel]

You recently moved into a home that is notorious for being haunted.

Being the skeptic you are, you took the chance with it. You could handle a few bumps in the night, maybe even at the worst, a little poltergeist activity.

After spending the day unpacking you decided to explore the attic. There were a few boxes that needed to go into storage for the holidays. Grabbing your phone to use as a flashlight, you head to the hallway to pull down the ladder to the attic.

It was as you expected. A dusty and over heated space at the top of the house. As soon as you turn your flashlight on you feel as if someone poked your side.

Your flashlight relieved a something in the back of the attic covered by a white, dusty, cobweb ridden sheet. So typical. Making your way to see what it is, you feel like someone’s touching you again.

This time it’s bolder than feel as if there was someone poking your side. Something touched your ass. Trying to ignore it, but definitely feeling weirded out, you make a logical explanation for it. Just a muscle spasm you told yourself.

That was until you actually reached the cloth covered objects. Pulling the sheet off, you see there’s a painting of a man. Must be one of the previous owners.

Before you could even move something pushed you against the wall hard. Letting out a scream you try to fight off whoever it was. But there was nobody there.

Feeling something touch you again. Almost as if someone is running their fingers up your legs. You decide to call out.

“Who’s there?”

As expected nobody answers, but it takes you by the hips and pushes you against the wall again. By now you’ve pieced together it’s the ghost you heard about. Well, the poltergeist.

“It’s you isn’t it?”

Looking at the painting as you ask. Almost as if it’s giving you an answer, your pants are pulled off and you feel a finger rubbing your wetting slit.

Rubbing circles on your clit with what feels like it’s thub. Slowly pushing a finger into your pussy. It feels so wrong, but it feels so good.

After the mystery of a person fingers you, you feel a while body pin you to the wall. Holding your hips tight. Slowly what feels like a hard dick is pushing into your now soaked pussy. Using you make itself reach an orgasm.

You feel the ghost cock twitch inside you. As if it was a warning, it cums inside of you. It pulls out and just, disappears. Getting yourself dressed you feel the ghost’s cum leaking out of you.

“It’s green? Green goo?”

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