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Education and Coaching: A Guide for B2B Marketing Managers and Founders part 1 Chapter 1: Introduction to Chatbot Innovations in Education and Coaching The Rise of Chatbots in Education and Coaching In recent years, the field of education and coaching has witnessed a significant transformation with the introduction of chatbots. These intelligent virtual assistants have revolutionized the way B2B…

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last first kiss | choi seung-hyun (t.o.p)

BIGBANG APRIL CHALLENGE - APRIL 16TH

・❥・ summary: the internet had given you your best friend but life had taken him away from you until one day he messages you again and you're surprised to find out who he really is ・❥・word count: 4.8k ・❥・warnings: 18+. mdni. virgin!reader, virgin!seunghyun, loss of virginity, fingering, oral (f receiving), p in v. swearing. they're both 21+, thank u. ・❥・authors note: this would've been up yesterday but i was having an awful day with sinuses issues so here we go. its also the longest thing ive ever wrote. i will be hiding now goodbye.

When MySpace first hit the scene it was all anyone could talk about. Conversations often involved who were in people’s top eight friends, what song lyrics to use in their profiles — it was the first of its kind on the internet. Everyone in school had one which is how you had ended up with one. At first you had been rather reluctant; the internet seemed like a scary place and putting all your information on there seemed risky but you soon came around. If everyone else was doing it then why shouldn’t you? There had been no expectations when you had finally made your profile. The first few days you had spent making your page pretty, figuring out HTML so you could code it to look better than the rest. It wasn’t until one day a message popped up from a boy you didn’t know when the social media platform became part of your every day life for years to come.

Choi Seunghyun, that was his name.

He was a cute, chubby boy who was into rap. His profile said he was a rapper himself, or trying to be one anyway. His message was simple, sweet even as he complimented the song choice you had placed on your profile. No Diggity by Blackstreet. A classic. Seunghyun seemed to think so too.

That was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Every day, for two years, you talked daily for hours upon hours. Topics would range from music to films then slowly but surely into the deeper stuff. He’d tell you how he was struggling at school, you’d tell him about what was going on in your life — there wasn’t anything you didn’t share with each other. He even told you when he’d started dating this older girl. It had never sat right with you but he seemed so happy so you never said anything. Then, there was the day he told you they’d broken up. He had been so crushed but you? Well, you couldn’t help but feel elated.

Because, by then you’d realised you had a crush on him.

Conversations started to turn a little flirty. Nothing insane - you were still young after all but everytime he said something to you, you couldn’t stop the butterflies swarming in your stomach or how your cheeks would heat up. It was safe to say this boy you had never met was your first love. Neither had spoken it but you were sure he felt the same. He had to. The messages he sent you, the hours he spent talking to you; it had to mean something, right?

Then, it all stopped.

No more messages came from Seunghyun. It had shattered you — your very first heartbreak. At first you couldn’t help but blame yourself. Maybe you had driven him away, maybe he had got fed up. Realistically you knew something must have happened but self doubt was your biggest enemy. It got easier with time, you learned to let him go but you missed him. He had been your best friend, the one person that you could count on and now he was gone.

Life carried on. You studied hard, got yourself a part time job to help pay your college fees, even had a couple of relationships in the few years since Seunghyun had vanished but nothing ever stuck. They never had meaning because whether you realised it or not, you were always wondering about what could have been.

It was one exhausting day after a shift at work when you randomly decided to look at you MySpace. And, there it was. One new message. Your heart caught in your throat, heart pounding wildly as you moved the arrow to click on it.

CHOI SEUNGHYUN

Long time, no see. I know you might be mad at me and that is understandable. I never meant to vanish on you, I beat myself up over it everyday. I miss you and I’d love to explain, if you’ll let me. Would you care to meet up?

For a moment anger boiled up inside you. Did he really think he could show up out of the blue after all these years and think everything would be okay? You moved the mouse to hover over the delete button then really thought about it. This was someone that had meant everything to you, someone that had made your teenage years more bearable. Now you finally had the chance to meet him. So, taking a deep breath, you typed out your reply.

YOU

Mad might be a little bit of an understatement but I’m willing to hear you out. Give me a time and place and I’m there. 

It was a warm spring day in Seoul so you’d opted for a light jacket. The weather could be unpredictable so it was always better to be prepared. The sights around you were too beautiful to inflict anything but positivity on you. Seokchan Lake Park was one of your favourite places in the whole of Seoul especially now that it was Cherry Blossom season. The pink leaves swaying in the breeze, the ripples of the lake catching the corner of your eye — it was truly a stunning place to be. This time of year was your favourite. Spring had always been your favourite season because when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, it seemed to make everything more beautiful, serene even.

Your hands gripped the railing bordering the lake, eyes casting across the water. People were riding the moon boats, couples on dates or friends who wanted to escape the world together for a bit. Maybe one day you’d have someone to ride one with.

“Y/N?” A deep, soothing voice spoke your name causing you to turn around. Eyes scrunched in confusion, head tilted to the side as you looked at the handsome stranger in front of you. He seemed oddly familiar.

“Uh? Who’s asking?” You eyed him curiously. 

“Oh shit, wait. Sorry. I never told you that I lost all the weight,” he stumbled over his words, cheeks tinting a slight shade of red. “It’s me. Seunghyun.”

Your eyes narrowed as you took him in, examining every inch of him. Then it hit you. This was the guy from BigBang — the one who did the raps. You weren’t that big of a fan but you’d heard their music and seen their faces on the TV. Your brain began putting two and two together. You gasped loudly, eyes widening once you finally realised.

“Fucking TOP from BigBang are you ki-“ The rest of your sentence was muffled as Seunghyun placed his palm over your mouth to stop you from talking. His eyes darted around, checking to make sure nobody had heard your outburst. He wanted solely to spend this time with you, nobody else.

“Be quiet,” he hissed. “I’m trying to be incognito.”

He removed his hand from your mouth, pleading with his eyes that you’d be calm. You folded your arms over your chest, once again checking him over. He could sense the sceptism but he’d been prepared for this. “The Seunghyun I knew was a cute, chubby boy with the prettiest little dimples.”

He rolled his eyes. “I still have dimples.”

“If you really are my Seunghyun then tell me something only he and I would know.”

The way his heart skipped a beat when you said ‘my Seunghyun’ nearly made him stumble. He didn’t have to think, though. His head was so full of all the memories he had with you. “The day I first messaged you, you had No Diggity on your profile, we talked about how much we both loved the cherry blossoms and how one day we wanted to see them together.”

The moment the words left his mouth, you flung yourself at him, almost knocking him back with the force of it. Your arms wrapped around his neck, his encircling your waist. He had waited for this moment for so long, he wasn’t going to waste a second of it. He held you close, taking in the scent of your hair, the way your body felt against his. It was better than he could’ve ever dreamed of. He wondered if you could feel his heart pounding against his chest or the way his breath caught in his throat when you snuggled into his neck.

“You have so much explaining to do,” you giggled.

“I promise, I’ll tell you everything.”

Seunghyun more than kept his promise. He told you every single thing that had happened. How, when you had first met, he had been the chubby boy in his profile picture but then the trajectory of his life changed. What he hadn’t told you back then was that he had tried to sign with YG, getting turned down because of his weight so he spent months and months losing it to finally get signed. He told you about how his trainee days went, how after a hard day he loved messaging you because it made everything feel better. Then, he got to the part where he stopped talking to you. That had been because BigBang had finally debuted. He didn’t have the time (or more so YG had forbid them all from talking to anyone online). You could see the remorse in his eyes from keeping it all from you, the way you knew the guilt was eating him up. You had told him you understood now even if you had been furious at first. It was like a weight lifted off his shoulder. He felt lighter now. There were no more secrets. 

Apart from the unspoken feelings between you.

The day had been spent mostly talking, sitting under the cherry blossoms and catching up. It had been nice, not awkward at all. Something about Seunghyun put you at ease. The kindness in his eyes and the way he spoke to you were nothing short of breathtaking. It was almost unfair that it had taken you this long to meet. You were both adults now, though. You weren’t teenagers anymore.

Currently, you were leaning back against the railings of the lake, finishing the last remainders of the ice cream Seunghyun had kindly bought you.

“Since you told me everything you were hiding, I feel like I should tell you something,” you finished the last bite of the ice cream cone, wiping your hands on your jeans. Seunghyun raised a brow, his own ice cream devoured long ago. He had been leaning over the railings, watching people have their fun on the lake. Now, though, he turned so he could look at you.

“Hmm?” His head tilted to the side slightly, a cheeky grin on his face. “Been hiding your own secrets, I see.”

“Not much of a secret just… didn’t know how to say it,” you started. “I just don’t want to scare you off now that I’ve got you back but I feel like you should know.”

“Hand on my heart,” he placed his hand on his chest right where his heart lay just for dramatics. “…nothing you could say would scare me away.”

Silence fell between you for a few moments before you finally spoke in a soft, rushed tone. “I think… well, I know, you’re my first love.”

Seunghyun froze upon hearing your words. One of his hands gripping the railing as if he needed it to hold himself upright. Had he heard you right? Did you really just say he was your first love? Words failed him, his brain a messy pile of words, none of which he could grasp enough to form. He was like a deer caught in headlights with his wide eyes, the shock of your confession surging through his veins. Those were the last words he had ever expected you to say. The truth was that Seunghyun had always had feelings for you. There had always been hope that one day maybe you could’ve had something but then when BigBang took off, he let you go. Well, he tried to anyway. Now, seeing you standing in front of him, nervously fidgeting with the sleeve of your jacket as you awaited his reply, it brought back all those feelings. They had never gone away. Always there, simmering and waiting for the right moment to boil over.

Just as you were about to tell him to forget it, your heart pounding hard in your chest, Seunghyun moved. Before you knew what was happening, his lips were on yours. They were slow, almost hesitant at first until he felt you kissing him back. He smiled into the kiss, bringing one of his hands up to cup your cheek, the other wrapping around your waist to pull you close against him. His whole body felt like it was on fire, like he needed more of you. Usually he wouldn’t be the one to kiss so out in the open but he had his shot and he was sure as hell going to take it.

“Do you want to come back to my place? You can say no, it’s totally fine,” he breathed, thumb brushing over your cheekbone. 

“Yes,” you replied almost instantly, earning the widest smile from Seunghyun that showed off those dimples that you loved so much.

That was how you ended up at Seunghyun’s apartment, laying on top of him, his hand tangled in your hair, lips moving furiously together. The second you’d stepped foot through the door, neither of you had been able to keep your hands off each other.

Your tongues tangled together, a quiet moan from you swallowed by the kiss. You pulled away, sitting up and straddling his lap, hands resting on his chest.

“I… I’ve never done this before,” you admitted shyly. “I mean, I’ve done stuff but I’ve never… gone all the way but, god, I want you. So bad.”

Seunghyun blushed as his hands found your waist, sitting up slightly himself. “Me neither. I…I want to… with you. If you want to. It’s, uh, up to you but… I think I’ve always been waiting for you.”

“Me too,” you said softly, leaning back in to kiss him. “It’s always been you, Seunghyun.”

He flipped you around, gently laying you back on the mattress, his body on top of yours now. His lips were back on you, kissing you like his life depended on it. Your fingers threaded through his hair, causing him to groan into the kiss. He couldn’t help when his hips involuntarily bucked into yours, the delicious friction causing you both to moan. 

“Do that again,” you mumbled against his lips.

Happy to oblige, he did it again, hips grinding against yours. You could feel his hard on, pushing against your clothed core. It was nice but it wasn’t enough so you moved your hips in time with his. By now one of Seunghyun’s hands had slid under your shirt, his fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps on your skin in their wake. He broke the kiss for a moment, looking at you with the softest eyes as he asked his question. “Can I take this off?”

“Yes,” you nodded, chest rising and falling in anticipation.

He slowly peeled your shirt off, taking a moment to look at you as you lay there, top half bare minus your bra. He inhaled deeply, trying to keep himself under control. “You’re so beautiful.”

It was impossible to fight the blush creeping up your neck. “Thank you but I think you’re talking about yourself.”

“No,” his lips had found your neck, trailing kisses along your collarbone then the side of your neck. He nipped at your skin, his tongue running across his mark to soothe it. If he was doing this, he was leaving you a reminder… and maybe he wanted everyone else to know that he was the first one to have you. That thought alone filled him with a possessive pride. You tilted your head to the side to give him more access. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. A fuckin’ dream.”

It was your turn to undress him now, tugging at his shirt. Seunghyun took the hint, removing himself from your neck momentarily to pull it off over his head, discarding it somewhere on the floor. He leaned back down again, his fingers dancing along your side until his hand cupped your breast, his thumb brushing over your nipple through the fabric of your bra. You bit your lip at the sensation, Seunghyun reaching behind your back to try and unclasp it. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as smooth as he’d like to be, fumbling with it and failing to unclasp it.

“…is this some torture device or something? What the hell?” He huffed which only caused you to giggle. You sat up, reaching behind your back to take it off yourself. It joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor. There was a moment where you almost covered yourself up but seeing how Seunghyun was looking at you — like you were the sun, stars and moon — it gave you the confidence you needed. He felt his cock twitch in his pants, nearly nutting right then and there. He really needed to get a hold of himself if he was ready to cum at seeing your tits. “Holy shit.”

His lips found yours, hungrily moving against them, tongue instantly passing your lips to find yours. His hand cupped your breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. You arched into his touch, spurring him on, giving him the courage he needed to keep going. The pad of his thumb brushed your nipple again, feeling it pebble under his touch. He tore his lips from you, kissing down the valley between your breasts before his lips found your other nipple. His tongue swirled around it, lavishing it with attention while his hand made work of your other one. The sensation was incredible, you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter with each touch. Embarrassingly wet at this point. He ground his hips back into yours, harder this time. He was so hard, so painfully hard but he wanted to take his time. He wanted this to be a memory both of you could look back on fondly. Your first time had to be special, he would make sure of that even if he was a nervous wreck inside.

“Seunghyun,” you sighed. His lips left your breast, trailing wet kisses down your stomach until he reached the waistband of your jeans. He looked up at you, silently asking you for permission. It took one nod of your head before he was tugging them off. HIs eyes instantly caught the damp patch on your panties, groaning to himself. The fact he had done this to you, that he was the one to make you so riled up? It was an incredible feeling. He lightly pressed his fingers against your core, rubbing in slow circles over your panties.

“Does that feel good?” He asked nervously. All he wanted was to make you feel good, to give you the pleasure you deserved.

“Mhm. I….” You started but cut off, too embarrassed to say what you wanted to.

“No, go on, baby. Tell me.”

“…I want you to touch me properly, please?”

Seunghyun hooked his fingers into the sides of your panties, pulling them off. Now you were completely naked in front of him. He was sure this was a dream. There was no way you were lying here, hair fanned out on the pillow, looking at him with desire in your eyes, bare for him and only him. He parted your legs, his hand trailing up to where you needed him. A long finger slid between your folds, your slick coating it. You were so wet. He kept doing that, sliding his fingers along your pussy before he found your clit. You gasped out when he began to rub slow, soft circles against it. Hearing your breathy moans, the way your hips were moving against his hand; it spurred him on. He added more pressure, sliding his index finger down, teasing your entrance. It was slowly that he slid his finger inside you, eyes instantly flicking up to your face to check your reaction. 

Your bottom lip was tugged between your teeth, fingers gripping the bed sheets beneath you. It was truly a sight to behold. He began to pump his finger; the fact you were so wet made it easier for him to pump his finger in and out. “You’re so wet.”

He added another finger, keeping it gentle. He curled his fingers, to which you rewarded him with a loud moan of his name. He couldn’t help himself but seeing your writhing under his touch, the way your eyes were squeezed shut, hips chasing his movements? He needed to taste you. If he was being honest, he’d only ever eaten a girl out once but for you, he’d try his damndest to make it the best experience of your life.

He kept his fingers moving inside you, picking up the pace a little. His head now between your thighs, kissing along your soft skin before finally, finally, he darted his tongue out to taste you. He had to pause immediately, feeling himself almost nutting once again. Yeah, he was definitely a virgin. Couldn’t keep it together at all. Once he got a hold of himself, his tongue went back to work, swirling around your clit. The moan you let out was the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard.

“Fuck, Seunghyun!” You gasped, fingers flew to his dark hair. “I.. oh…that… that feels so good.”

You held his head against you, bucking into his mouth as his lips attached to your sensitive bud, sucking it. And, that was it. The way his fingers were pumping into you paired with his mouth working its magic, it was too much. Too overwhelming. The pressure had built to a crescendo. 

“O-Oh, I-fuck…” you cried out, fingers tugging at his hair as you came. Your body tensed up, your release flooding his mouth. He lapped it up like a man starved, his cock aching painfully knowing he’d just made you cum. He slowed his fingers down, helping you through your release. When he felt your body relax, his lips trailed back up your body, pulling his fingers from you. He found your lips again, kissing you slowly.

“Back with me?” He asked softly, brushing your hair from your forehead.

“Yeah.”

“That was so fucking hot. I can’t believe I just made you come like that.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before. Let me return the favour.”

Your hand slid between your bodies, dipping into his jeans to palm him through his boxers. He thrust into your hand automatically. He was certain he’d never been this hard in his life. It was too much. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to handle it if you kept touching him. That would have to be saved for another time. As you began to rub his cock through his boxers, his fingers wrapped around your wrist to stop you. You frowned. “Did I do something wrong?”

He cupped your face, shaking his head. “Not at all, baby. I just…. if you keep touching me like that, I’m gonna come and I…” His face turned a deep shade of scarlet. “I… I want to come inside you.”

“Oh,” you understood immediately. “Do you… have any condoms?”

He sighed heavily. “No.”

“I’m on the pill so we should be okay.”

Seunghyun nodded. He stood up for a minute, shedding himself of his jeans and boxers. You hadnleaned up on your elbows to watch, the throbbing between your legs ever present as you watched him undress. Seeing his cock, the way it sprang out made you lick your lips. Yeah, you definitely needed that in your mouth one day soon. You hadn’t missed how hard he was, the precum leaking from his tip.

Seunghyun crawled back on top of you, his heart now pounding in his chest. Nerves were setting in. You were really about to do this. He was about to lose his virginity to the girl he’d always dreamed about. It didn’t feel real. So many things had gone wrong in his life but this? This was right. 

You cupped his cheek, the nerves in his eyes reflecting back in yours. It was scary but you trusted him. Seunghyun would take care of you, that was something you knew for sure. He rocked his hips against you, his cock sliding through your drenched folds. A whimper escaped your kiss swollen lips. By now, it was the point of no return but you had to ask anyway, had to be certain. “Are you sure?”

“Never been more sure in my life. Are you?” He kissed the palm of your hand.

“I…I’m nervous but I want this. I want you.”

“And I want you. I’ve always wanted you. I promise I’ll be so gentle and… if it hurts or you need me to stop then I will instantly, okay?”

You nodded. Seunghyun took one of your hands in his, lacing your fingers together. His other hand had taken his cock, running it along your folds on more time to coat himself in your slick before positioning at your entrance. “I’m gonna start now.”

He very, very slowly pushed the head of his cock into your soaking entrance. He groaned at the sensation, your pussy warm as it enveloped his length, trying to accommodate him. He pushed in a little further but immediately stopped when he heard the sharp gasp tearing from your lips. Eyes wide, he looked up in a panic. “Are you okay?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Just… stings. Give me a minute.” He did, he waited patiently even if it was the hardest thing he’d ever done. His lips covered your face in sweet kisses, his free hand running up and down your side to soothe you. When you opened your eyes, you nodded, a fierce determination in them. “Keep going.”

He pushed in even more. Little by little he kept it up, watching your face for any signs of discomfort. The way you were squeezing his hand made his heart clench. He knew it would hurt for a little moment for you, but he hated the thought of it. Finally, he was all the way inside. Stilling completely.

“Holy shit. You feel so good,” he breathed, his deep voice full of barely constrained desire. “So tight. I… I’m not going to last long, baby. Tell me when I can move.”

It was a foreign feeling, strange but not in a bad way. It was overwhelming, the feeling of being so full as your body tried to accommodate the new intrusion. The initial sting had started to fade now. The hard part was over with. Your eyes met Seunghyun’s and you could see how much he was holding back but he hadn’t complained one bit. His eyes shone with nothing but love and patience for you. “You can move. Please.”

He inhaled a breath, pulling out only halfway before gently pushing back in. He set a slow rhythm, it was clunky and awkward but neither of you cared. He buried his head in the crook of your neck as he thrust into you. The more he did, the better it felt. You could feel how good it felt, needing more of it. So, feeling brave, you wrapped one leg around his waist which pulled him in deeper. He moved a little harder, spurred on by your moans in his ear. His head lifted, hand squeezing yours, his forehead resting against yours. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

That was all it took for Seunghyun to lose it. A deep groan fell from his lips as he rutted into you. He thrust in to the hilt, the tip of his cock hitting that special spot inside you which triggered another orgasm from you. The feeling of your tight walls clamping around him like a vice was it. He groaned loudly, your name on his lips as he emptied himself inside you. It was a beautiful sight. His hair stuck to his forehead, damp from sweat, his face contorted in pleasure. It was something you would never forget. He collapsed on top of you, careful not to crush you with his weight.

He nuzzled his head into your neck as you ran your fingers through his hair, both of you panting to get your breaths back. 

Silence enveloped you. Both of you basking in what you’d just shared together. Eventually, Seunghyun pulled his head back up. “I meant it, you know? I love you. I didn’t get to say it earlier but you’re my first love, too.”

The intimate moment you’d just shared, giving yourselves to each other paired with his beautiful words brought tears to your eyes. “I love you, too. I’ve always loved you and I’m always going to.”

No matter what happened now, you knew that as long as you had each other, things would be okay.

He was yours and you were his. In every way possible.

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Convert HTML to Image: A Step-by-Step Guide ✨

Do you want to turn some HTML code you've made that's on your website and have a way to convert it into an image for you to save?

Well, look no further! I too wanted to do the same thing but funny enough, there weren't any straightforward tutorials out there that could show you how! After hours of searching, I finally discovered the solution~!

This is an old tutorial I made 🐼

💛 Set your environment

Before we dive into the conversion process, I'll assume you already have your HTML code ready. What you want to learn is how to turn it into an image file. You should have a good grasp of HTML and JavaScript. For this tutorial, we'll use the following HTML code example:

We won't include the CSS code, as it doesn't affect this tutorial. The JavaScript file (script.js) at the bottom of the body element is where we'll add the functionality for the conversion.

Your page should resemble the following:

As you can see, the "Click me" button will handle the conversion. We aim to convert everything within the div.info-div into an image.

💛 Using the html2canvas JavaScript Library

The html2canvas library allows you to take screenshots of webpages and target specific elements on a screen. Here are the steps to include the library in your project:

The steps to put the library in your project:

Visit the html2canvas website for more information.

Copy the CDN link from here

and include it in a script tag in your project's head tag in the HTML file:

That's it for including the library on the HTML side. Now, let's move on to the JavaScript code.

💛 JavaScript Functionality

Here's the JavaScript code to handle the conversion:

In this code, I want to turn the whole div.info-div into an image, I put it into a variable in const div = document.querySelector(".info-div");.

I also put the button into a variable in const button = document.querySelector("button");

I added a click event listener to the button so when the user clicks the button, it will follow the code inside of the event listener!

You can find similar code like this in the documentation of the html2canvas library:

What is happening here is:

We add the div (or what the element we want to take an image of) into the html2canvas([element]).then((canvas)

Added the image file type url to a variable = const imageDataURL = canvas.toDataURL("image/png"); - You can replace the png to other image file types such as jpg, jpeg etc

Created an anchor/link tag, added the href attribute to imageDataURL

The download attribute is where we will give the default name to the image file, I added "dog.png"

Perform the click() function to the anchor tag so it starts to download the image we created

And that's it!

💛 The End

And that's it! You've successfully learned how to turn your HTML into an image. It's a great way to save and share your web content in a unique format.

If you have any questions or need further clarification, please comfortable to ask. Enjoy converting your HTML into images! 💖🐼

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;; ♫ ;; fav artists: breathe carolina, bmth, escape the fate, early FIR, from autumn to ashes, veil of maya, oceano, whitechapel, suicide silence, chelsea grin, carnifex, early MIW, hawthorne heights, greeley estates, vanna, paramore, from first to last, too close to touch, being as an ocean, lil wayne, of mice & men, beartooth, attack attack!, the amity affliction, asking alexandria, dot dot curve, hail the sun, kendrick lamar, oceans ate alaska, the plot in you, the devil wears prada, chiodos, saosin, attila, landon tewers, a day to remember, kid cudi, thy art is murder, alesana, parkway drive, norma jean, isles & glaciers, vocaloid, slipknot, dance gavin dance, EATMEWHILEIMHOT!, skrillex, ghost town, hollywood undead, i set my friends on fire, JJ demon, job for a cowboy, kesha, 3OH!3, the lonely island, nickasaur!, OMFG, T.I., watchout! Theres ghosts, la dispute, blessthefall, emmure, seeyouspacecowboy, Silverstein, underoath, a skylit drive, architects, LMFAO, amy can flyy, the medic droid, deadmau5, killwhitneydead, trippie redd more..........

;; ✘ ;; movies: evil dead 2013, jennifers body, idle hands, ginger snaps, freddy vs. jason, coraline, 28 days later, dog soldiers, silent hill, resident evil: afterlife, final destination 3, paranorman, the munsters, trick r treat, the lords of salem, terrifier (series), twilight, sucker punch, zombieland, shaun of the dead, train to busan, evil dead 2, dead alive, dawn of the dead 2004, the house that jack built, black swan, sleepy hollow, sleepaway camp, beetlejuice, corpse bride, may, vampires suck, evil dead rise, jumanji, small soldiers, the texas chainsaw massacre, the bride of chucky, no country for old men, halloween, pans labyrinth, tales from the darkside, slither, ringu, the descent, dont be afraid of the dark, legion, quarantine, renfield, frankenweenie, hellboy franchise, ju-on/the grudge, pokemon: the rise of darkrai, nightmare before christmas, invader zim: enter the florpus!

;; ✘ ;; shows: gravity falls, death note, my little pony, the walking dead, my babysitter's a vampire, breaking bad, sabrina the teenage witch, the originals, nyanpire, lenore the cute little dead girl, the grim adventures of billy & mandy, adventure time, regular show, teen titans (go), courage the cowardly dog, spongebob squarepants, forensic files, law and order: svu, sons of anarchy, ash vs. the evil dead, buffy the vampire slayer, teen wolf, clarence, invader zim, pokemon, assassination classroom, mirai nikki, rick and morty, the simpsons (treehouse of horror)

;; ✘ ;; kins: garry (ib), L (death note), marceline/marshall lee (adventure time), robbie valentino (gravity falls), sebastian (stardew valley), mordecai (regular show), ghoulia yelps (monster high), lobo (animal crossing), mavis (hotel transylvania), zoe (left4dead), vinyl scratch+pinkie pie+princess luna (my little pony), zommer (moshi monsters), ash williams (evil dead), brown coat zombie (pvz), bubbles (powerpuff girls)

;; ✘ ;; games: left4dead, left4dead 2, plants vs zombies, viva pinata franchise, ib, the witch's house, mad father, corpse party, webkinz, stardew valley, mario kart, moshi monsters, moviestarplanet, town of salem, sally face, wolfquest, borderlands, minecraft, halo, sonic & sega all-stars racing, animal crossing: wild world, fallout new vegas, skyrim, the sims 2 & 3, dead island, saints row 2, gears of war, batman arkham asylum, pokefarm, wolvden, more. i dont really play games much anymore bc it stresses me out.

;; ✘ ;; IDs & more: zombiekin, ghostkin, vampirekin, werewolfkin, & various therian ids. kins/ids vary between psychological, spiritual & delusional. also a pagan witch (not wiccan) i work with hades & im a death, river, eclectic witch. i have a cat named finn & a beagle named stella

not asexual but I don't like sexual visuals or pictures of people in overly sexual outfits, think bimbo core lol. i have no issue with it! I'm just weird. and gay

more 2 be added later when i remember

[onceandfutureoshainspector]

- oh, for fuck's sake, what in the goddamn are you doing here?

---- i gotta say, i'm very surprised at this. i think this is the first time i've seen Maxson outside of his Brooding Room, let alone this far from the Mothership. the fact that he's not surrounded by guards implies to me that he flew himself here, too. no backup, no witnesses, presumably nobody told where he was going - what the fuck is up with this??????

Maxson: How dare you betray the Brotherhood! Danse: It's not her fault. It's mine.

- ah, dagnabit. my process at the moment is that i play through a little chunk, making notes and taking screenshots, and then i type out the dialogue from the screenshots in the appropriate spaces in my notes (and format in html as i go because the sad fact is that that's less aggravating than trying to format with tumblr's rich text editor >_<). except now my xbox is being a shit, and i've apparently missed a few lines of dialogue, after i've overwritten the file saved before this conversation. i'm so mad.

- physically placing myself between my grandson and this lunatic.

Maxson: [missed line? screenshot unclear] Cat: He's not a "thing". He's one of your best men. Maxson: Have you taken leave of your senses? Danse isn't a man, it's a machine... an automaton created by the Institute! It wasn't born from the womb of a loving mother, it was grown within the cold confines of a laboratory! Flesh is flesh! Machine is machine! The two were never meant to intertwine! By attempting to play God, the Institute has taken the sanctity of human life and corrupted it beyond measure!

Danse: After all I've done for the Brotherhood... all the blood I've spilled in our name, how can you say that about me? Maxson: You're the physical embodiment of what we hate most! Technology that's gone too far! Look around you, Danse! Look at the scorched earth and the bones that litter the wasteland! Millions... perhaps even billions, died because science outpaced man's restraint! They called it a "new frontier" and "pushing the envelope", completely disregarding the repercussions! Can't you see that the same thing is happening again?! You're a single bomb in an arsenal of thousands preparing to lay waste to what's left of mankind!

- Maxson really, fundamentally doesn't get what the Institute's whole deal is, does he? like, their thing is sinister and horrific, but he's talking about them like they're the Brotherhood. this entire crusade was never about any of the actual harm the Institute were doing, it was because he heard someone else had power and technology and assumed that they'd use it like he would if he had the chance.

Cat: That's insane. He dedicated his life to protecting mankind. Maxson: Is that what it told you? How can you trust the word of a machine that thinks it's alive? Those ethics that it's striving to champion aren't even its own. They were artificially inserted in an attempt to have it blend in to society.

- WELCOME TO BEING AUTISTIC MOTHERFUCKER YOU JUST DESCRIBED *LEARNED SOCIAL BEHAVIOURS*!!!!!!!!!!!!

Danse: It's true. I was built within the confines of a laboratory, and some of my memories aren't my own. But when I saw my brothers dying at my feet, I felt sorrow. When I defeated an enemy of the Brotherhood, I felt pride. And when I heard your speech about saving the Commonwealth... I felt hope. Don't you understand? I thought I was human, Arthur! From the moment I was taken in by the Brotherhood, I've done absolutely nothing to betray your trust, and I never will. Maxson: It's too late for that now. I don't intend to debate this any longer. My orders stand. Danse: You've convinced me that I was wrong to be ashamed of my true identity, and I thank you for it. Whatever you decide, know that I'm going to my grave with no anger and no regrets.

- dude, come on! we just talked about this!

Maxson: Touching.

- YOU shut the fuck up!

Cat: After all the sacrifices I've made and all the battles I've fought for the Brotherhood, you need to listen to me. You owe me that much. Maxson: Very well, I'm listening.

- :3

Cat: If Danse dies, then you lose me as well. I can't stay in good conscience if his life means that little to you.

- this is very similar to the position i was in with High Confessor Tetris. i have too much clout for even Lord Eyeshadow to sweep me under the rug now, and i think he's just now realising it. literally anyone else, even renowned heroes like THE Paladin Danse, he can do away with if he's quick and quiet and doesn't let them get a word in edgeways, but me? i go loud, and i go messy, and i take the bastard with me.

---- check.

Maxson: Unbelievable. You'd be willing to sacrifice your career... for the sake of a machine. So. It appears we've arrived at an impasse. Allowing Danse to live undermines everything the Brotherhood stands for, yet you insist that he remains alive. Which leaves me with only a single alternative. Danse. As far as I'm concerned, you're dead. From this day forward, you are forbidden to set foot on the Prydwen, or speak to anyone from the Brotherhood of Steel. Should you choose to ignore me, know that you'll be fired upon immediately. Do we understand each other? Danse: I do. [missed line i think] Maxson: Don't mistake my mercy for acceptance. I'm returning to the Prydwen, Knight. Take some time, say your goodbyes, and then I expect to see you there. We still have the Institute to deal with.

- good move, buster.

[bluemoonperegrine]

Chapter 9: Newsflash

What does Marc do immediately after a successful date? Text his bestie, of course!

This is another silly text conversation. I'll put the start of it below. It's better formatted on ao3. I don't feel like writing html for it here.

Marc: R U THERE???

Layla: Yes! What’s wrong?

M: Nothing. Why do u think something’s wrong?

L: Bc u only yell when u need backup or K is being a dick

M: lol I haven’t thought about K in a few days

L: omg what’s going on?

M: I met someone!

L: !!! ❤️ What’s her name?

M: Jack. He’s hot and athletic and funny. We made out on top of a cliff!

L: Weird location but ok

Read the rest on ao3

[thatiswhy]

I spent my gaming time chasing a fucking plain text vs html conversion issue in this FUCKING script and now I only get to do my 2 minutes DuoLingo for fun and my bangs look stupid and I'm supposed to be on holiday and I will fucking

PYRO WEREWOLF EXPLOSION LOOP BE UPON THEE

[block-verse-infotech-solution]

Unveiling the Power of Responsive Design in Web and Application Development

In today's digital era, where accessibility and user experience reign supreme, responsive design has emerged as the cornerstone of successful web, application, and software development. From ensuring seamless navigation across devices to boosting search engine rankings, its importance cannot be overstated. Let's delve into the significance of responsive design, explore key principles and optimization tips, and understand its profound impact on user experience and SEO.

Importance of Responsive Design:

Responsive design entails creating websites and applications that adapt seamlessly to various screen sizes and devices, including smartphones, tablets, and desktops. With the proliferation of mobile devices, responsive design has become imperative. It ensures that users have a consistent and enjoyable experience regardless of the device they use.

Key Principles to Follow:

Fluid Grids: Utilize relative units like percentages rather than fixed units for layout elements to allow flexible resizing.

Flexible Images and Media: Employ CSS techniques like max-width to prevent images from overflowing their containers on smaller screens.

Media Queries: Implement breakpoints to adjust layout and styles based on device characteristics such as screen width.

Mobile-First Approach: Design with mobile users in mind first, then progressively enhance the experience for larger screens.

Tips for Optimization:

Performance Optimization: Ensure fast load times by optimizing images, minimizing HTTP requests, and leveraging browser caching.

User-Centric Design: Prioritize content hierarchy and readability, and simplify navigation for a seamless user experience.

Cross-Browser Compatibility: Test across multiple browsers and devices to ensure consistent rendering and functionality.

Continuous Testing and Iteration: Regularly monitor user behavior and make adjustments based on analytics data to refine the design further.

Impact on User Experience:

Responsive design directly contributes to enhanced user experience by providing:

Consistency across devices

Improved accessibility

Reduced bounce rates

Increased engagement and conversions

Responsive Design and SEO:

Google prioritizes mobile-friendly websites in its search results, making responsive design crucial for SEO success. By consolidating website content into a single URL and HTML codebase, responsive design simplifies website management and improves crawling efficiency. Moreover, responsive sites offer better user experience, leading to lower bounce rates and longer dwell times, both of which are positive signals for search engine rankings.

In the digital landscape, responsive design is not just a trend but a necessity for success. It ensures that websites and applications remain relevant, accessible, and competitive in an ever-evolving technological environment. By adhering to key principles, optimizing performance, and prioritizing user experience, businesses can leverage responsive design to enhance their online presence and drive meaningful results.

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[ubicom]

L’application WhatsApp : comment obtenir vos données personnelles stockées par l’application

WhatsApp propose une fonctionnalité de « demande de vos informations de compte » qui vous permet d’exporter un rapport détaillant vos informations et paramètres de compte. Celui-ci se présente sous la forme d’un fichier ZIP comprenant des fichiers au format HTML et JSON, mais n’intègre pas toutefois votre historique de conversation. La raison : les messages, photos, les vidéos ou documents…

[engagerbot]

The chatbot revolution: How AI is transforming the future of Ecommerce and customer support

The chatbot revolution: How AI is transforming the future of Ecommerce and customer support What are chatbots? Chatbots have become increasingly popular in recent years, transforming the way businesses interact with customers and handle inquiries. But what exactly are chatbots? Simply put, chatbots are computer programs designed to simulate conversation with human users, typically through…

[puutterings]

preliminary flourish, phlegmatic correction, puttering close

  ...a preliminary flourish and a puttering close, Urge them to begin at the beginning and stop at the end. Read examples of ways in which members of the class arrived at a strong closing.       Whether to require an outline prepared before beginning to write, whether to resort to similes of freight-cars and geometry as an aide to good paragraphing, whether to advise furious writing and phlegmatic correction — this sort of thing I may have opinions about after another fifteen years. I have not arrived at much of anything so far. ₁

...But the majority still desire an art that is purer, spelled with capitals. They have gone to the master of knowledge, to Science, and have heard the hard answer, “Ye must be born again. Sell all the method you are puttering with, and come, follow me in more observing.” But the sociologists turn away sorrowful and look in the printed rabbinical pages of the Law and the Prophets according to some mystic Kultur. ₂

...That is an acrobat’s way of saying “puttering; with hopeless superstition.” ₃

out. For if the picked intellects of my country are so utterly wrong in the very fundamentals of right thinking, human brains are not work keeping. And if I had to live with the converse suspicion — that my own mind was puttering with desiccated myths — I should be afraid of myself. And a man afraid of himself has no need of his brain. If an ordinary citizen can believe in God... ₄

sources : all (Charles) Henshaw Ward (1872-1935)

1 What is English? : A Book of Strategy for English Teachers (1917) : 208 U Chicago copy/scan, via google : link LC copy/scan, via hathitrust : link 2 Thobbing : A Seat at the Circus of the Intellect (1926) : 218 U California copy/scan, via google : link same (U California copy/scan), via hathitrust : link 3 on Thorstein Veblen’s exposé of poor economic reasoning, ibid, 288 : via google : link via hathitrust link (hathitrust) 4 Builders of Delusion : A Tour Among Our Best Minds (1931) : 170 via google : link (snippet only)

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more at html archive of this page : 350  

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[ayxtollah]

C O N V E R S A T I O N van mccann live at Radio 1's Big Weekend 2019

[staff]

Attention! Incoming, over the next week! An upgrade for all your blogs that are using the default Tumblr theme!

Any blog that uses the “Tumblr Official” theme with its default settings and no advanced customization will switch to using our new blog view on web. Why?

Easier access to gifting, tipping, messaging, and all of the other wonderful things your blog allows.

Consistency! It’s a similar view and experience to our mobile apps.

New default URL! Instead of yourtumblrname.tumblr.com, folks will access your blog at tumblr.com/yourtumblrname. 

This is optional and can be toggled off or on from your blog settings. No one who is using a custom theme will be affected by this update. But for those who are using the default, this is what the new view will look like:

FAQ

Why is this good? Why does this matter?

New and existing features such as gifting, tipping, and messaging will appear in the same spot across the board. This will make it easier for folks to navigate any blog and find what they’re looking for. Additionally, the newly-improved notes view means conversations happening around a post can be filtered, making them easier to use.

Does this mean you will eventually get rid of custom themes?

No! Being able to express yourself with the broadest array of possible options is an essential part of Tumblr. We’re proud of being one of the last places to allow custom HTML and CSS, allowing users to truly make their blog their own or select from a wide variety of pre-built themes. Again, no one who is using a custom theme will be affected by this update.

How do I enable the new default view if I’m using a custom theme?

Head to your blog settings on web and switch the “Custom theme” toggle off. Anyone navigating to your blog will now see the new blog view at tumblr.com/yourtumblrname. Your blog settings, ask button, archive, gifting, and blog-level tipping will live at the top of your new view, where your followers expect to find them. Anyone that navigates to your blog’s old view will be redirected here.

How do I use my Tumblr with a custom theme?

If you’d like to customize your blog, head to your blog settings on web and turn the “Enable custom theme” switch on. From there, you can “Edit theme” or “View website.” Your customized blog will now appear in the theme of your choice at yourtumblrname.tumblr.com. In addition, folks can also view your blog in the new default blog view at tumblr.com/yourtumblrname, with all its bells and whistles immediately accessible at the top—where followers expect them to be. 

Questions? Please do consider reading this Help Center article, as you will likely find some answers to your questions there. If not, you can ask questions on @wip every Monday from 6 AM—6 PM EST or write to Support with a specific issue you’re having.

[pollstuck]

God damn it, this thing's always acting up.

Oh no. Oh nononononononono. You can't do this to me i'm not even the author. Why would you do this what day is it.

Oh.

Um.

Well.

Want to watch me yell at tumblrs html formatting?

Orrrrr we could do this I guess. Vriska: What the FUCK do you think you’re doing!!!!!!!! Procrastinating. Vriska: Not that! I mean what you’re doing to me and my friends! Vriska: Why are they calling each other weird names? Vriska: Zoosmell Pooplord???????? Seriously???????? Hey don't blame me man blame the voters, I cant control what they pick. Vriska: Shut up i'm not done. Vriska: You’ve also skipped all of my conversations with John! Those are important! Because you’re in them? Vriska: Exactly! So stop fucking up my story or i’ll m8ke you stop. Yeaaaah good luck with that. Bye. Vriska: Hey! I'm not done here! Do you hear me! I will find you and I will m8ke you pay!!!!!!!! Now that she’s gone, how about I give y'all some freedom of choice here.

Go on, have some fun.

[dearviper]

Certain Dark Things Chapter 8: In Secret

WARNINGS: 18+ (minors dni!); kidnapping

NOTES: Same as last chapter, I had to create a gif to show the text conversation. I’m sorry if it goes too fast! It is likely easier to read on AO3 since I was able to use HTML there

Table of Contents | My Masterlist

Edward avoided you after that, certain that he had ruined everything. Even if he hadn’t, he was too mortified to face you at the moment. He was rarely home anymore, instead spending most of his time at his other apartment.

Though he tried to forget about you and to give his attention to the Gotham project, you still consumed his thoughts.

(It probably didn’t help that, unbeknownst to you, he still monitored you even in his absence. In addition to your tapped phone, he had also hacked your email, your laptop, the CCTV at the diner, and even the GPS on your cell phone.)

You were a distraction, the worst Edward had ever faced. He knew he was in too deep — he hadn’t even considered killing you to stop the disturbance!

Pathetic, the bitter voice in his head whispered, letting some female control you like this.

As Edward sat there, watching you sleep restlessly on his screen, he knew he would have to address the disruption that was you. Bringing his fingertips to the monitor, he lightly traced the outline of your body as he mulled over an idea.

He had already considered it once. Toyed with the idea. At first, it had been nothing more than a flight of fancy. Now, though, it seemed like the only viable option.

Sighing, Edward got up and rifled through his toolkit, grabbing his stud finder and a pencil. Walking into the apartment’s spare bedroom, he scanned the walls, marking the spots where he could mount something as he went.

Installing it would be a hassle as he would have to break through the wall, but it wasn’t like he expected to get his security deposit back anyway. And really, this was his last resort.

Edward went back to his laptop and searched for a product. It was in stock in a hardware store in Metropolis. He wasn’t thrilled about the long drive, but he couldn’t risk ordering it and leaving a paper trail. He jotted down a quick list of other necessities to pick up while he was out.

Having resigned himself to this plan, Edward pulled a wad of cash from his emergency stash and grabbed his keys.

Oh, the things he did for you.

For your part, you truly did try to fix things with Edward. Sure, things would be a little awkward, but you had grown to care about him.

Every time the bells on the diner door chimed, your head snapped up, searching for him. And every time, you were disappointed.

You hadn’t seen Edward enter or leave his apartment in a week, and when you knocked on the door, he didn’t answer. Was he ignoring you, or was he truly not there?

Agitated, you opened your text thread with Marisol and replied to her advice.

Edward let out a sigh of relief after reading your conversation. You still wanted to fix things and you hadn’t told Marisol about the… unfortunate incident from the other night.

That was what made you so special, that was why he chose you! Your compassion truly knew no bounds.

You didn’t laugh at him or try to humiliate him. You were gracious enough to keep it between the two of you, and you still wanted him in spite of it.

Somehow, he knew you would support his plan for Gotham. You understood him in a way no one else did, except maybe for Batman. And while you might be initially put off by his plan for the city (and by his plan for you), he knew you would come around eventually.

And if you didn’t? Well, that’s what the supplies in the spare bedroom were for.

Your first mistake that day was grabbing a slice of pumpkin pie instead of pecan. When you thought back to that day later on, you realized that if you had just grabbed the right pie you might have avoided everything. Or at least put it off a bit longer.

But two weeks had passed since Edward had been in your apartment, and you had not seen him at all. Not in the diner, not in your building, not even in passing on the street.

You had moved beyond insecurity — now you were mad. Who did Edward think he was? Did he think you’d be fine with a brief makeout session and then never talking again? It was downright insulting, and you wanted to tell him off.

Your anger threw you off your rhythm, and you started making more and more mistakes at work.

And of course because he was on your mind, you brought pumpkin pie to an already-aggravated customer who had asked for pecan.

“Excuse me,” a nasal voice came from behind you.

Plastering a smile on your face, you spun around quickly and approached the woman with the friendliest demeanor you could muster. “Need anything else, ma’am?”

“Yeah, I need what I ordered. Does this look like pecan pie to you?”

Of course not. It’s pumpkin. Edward watched the exchange giddily from the confines of his apartment. It couldn’t be a coincidence — you were thinking about him.

“I am so sorry about that, ma’am, let me just grab you a fresh slice of pumpkin now.”

“Pecan!” The woman barked at you. Edward noted silently that she bore a strong resemblance to a Yorkshire Terrier.

“Of course, pecan, my mistake.”

“Yeah, it is,” the woman called after you. Your grin faltered only slightly.

Hastily, you grabbed the correct pie.

(Edward saw you stare at it for a moment, as if you were worried it would transform from pecan to pumpkin before you brought it over.)

“Here you go ma’am, pecan pie. And you can keep the pumpkin as well.”

The woman stared at you blankly. “I didn’t order pumpkin.”

“Correct, but once food reaches a table we can’t serve it to another customer, so I thought you might like to keep it instead of us just throwing it out.”

“I’m not paying for the pumpkin.”

“No, ma’am, I wouldn’t expect you to. I’m saying you can have the pumpkin for free,” you emphasized the last word.

It was the wrong choice.

The woman’s eyes narrowed. “Do you think I’m stupid?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Then why are you talking to me like I’m stupid?”

You sucked in a breath, trying to stay calm. Edward watched with rapt attention.

“I’m not, ma’am, I was just trying to explain-”

“Cut the ‘ma’am’ shit, I know you’re just saying that because you can’t call me worse.”

“No, ma’am, I’m not-”

“You said it again!” the woman shrieked, eyes gleaming with rage. “Why don’t you just call me what you want, hm? You want to call me a ‘bitch,’ don’t you?”

“No, I don’t-”

“Say it! Go ahead, call me a ‘bitch’!”

“I don’t want-”

“We all know you want to-”

“Shut up!” you finally snapped. “Just shut up! You’re right! You’re the most heinous bitch I’ve had the misfortune of serving, and I’m worse off for having met you! Is that what you wanted to hear?!”

Edward was positively delighted. He had never seen such fury from you! He pictured you as a goddess of war, frightening and beautiful. Even the Heinous Bitch was shocked to silence before you. He hoped she would cry.

She didn’t. Instead, she said the seven words every service worker dreads hearing.

“I want to speak to your manager!”

“Is there a problem here?” The magic words summoned Denny, your boss.

The Heinous Bitch grinned in a decidedly serpentine manner. “Do you want to know what your employee just called me?”

Cutting the woman off before her big reveal, you turned to Denny, nonplussed. “I called her a heinous bitch. Because she was being one.”

“You’re going to let her speak to me like that?” Heinous Bitch yelped.

Denny grabbed your elbow and pulled you to the side, though he spoke loudly enough for her to hear. “We do not call our valued customers names.”

You snorted, incapable of pretending to care anymore. “‘Valued customer?’ I think we can afford to lose this one.”

Heinous Bitch gasped and stomped over, jabbing a finger in your face. “I’ll have you know that I’m friends with Carl Beaumont, who happens to own this diner. So you can’t exactly ‘afford to lose this one.’”

She spun to face Denny, still pointing at you. “If you don’t fire her, I’ll call up Carl and he’ll fire both of you!”

The diner was silent. Frantically, you looked at Denny. He was suspiciously quiet. “Den…”

Finally, he shook his head at you. “I’m sorry, kid, but I can’t risk losing this job. I got a family to feed.”

“But she was harassing me!” you cried in outrage. He just shook his head again and you scoffed. Without another word, you untied your apron and threw it to the ground, storming out of the restaurant.

When you made it far enough away that no one could see you, you began to cry in frustration. You lost your only source of income because of one miserable hag. How the hell were you going to make rent now?

As you stalked angrily down the bright street, Edward decided to make his move. He was in position down the road from the diner, watching on his phone screen as the green dot that represented your phone moved closer and closer.

When you were just around the corner, he started heading towards his apartment — or rather, “Patrick Parker’s” apartment.

At first you didn’t notice him, just following the same route as always. He hadn’t expected you to, especially from behind.

This was going to be the tricky part, getting you to follow him on the rest of the walk to his apartment without appearing to know you were behind him.

The first step would be to make his presence known. It was difficult on the busy city street, but he had planned for this.

Pretending to be distracted by his phone, Edward “tripped” and, in the process, spilled his carefully procured cup of coffee on some yuppy passing by. The man, as expected, began screaming at Edward. Predictable.

Then Edward, appearing as calm as possible so he seemed meek from a distance, politely told the man to shove his fancy suit up his ass. The yuppy, in turn, threw a punch. Predictable.

Now having an excuse, Edward sprinted away. In order to keep up the facade that he didn’t know you were there, he couldn’t look at you to check if you followed. He was Orpheus, and you Eurydice. He had faith you would come, and it was well-placed.

From afar, it looked as though Edward had accidentally spilled the coffee and the man severely overreacted and lashed out at him. And when Edward ran away, you followed without a second thought. Predictable.

If you weren’t already frazzled, you might have wondered where he was heading. You might have wondered why he was entering a strange apartment complex. You might have stopped to think.

You did none of these things.

When he ran down the street, you followed.

When he rushed through the doors of the strange building, you followed.

When he entered a strange apartment, you followed.

And when you burst through the door, he swiftly jabbed you in the back of the neck with a syringe.

You didn’t even see his face before your world went black.

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