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the Underworld is the only godly realm that was built on capitalism
So what's Olympus built on? Socialism? Are the gods and nymphs there living the good life compared to their underworld counterparts? Are Zeus and Hera good monarchs even if they're not good people? Or is it just bad in a different way?
Olympus does still participate in capitalism to a degree (especially considering that they do a lot of buying and selling between the Underworld, ex. Kore isn't the only one who travels for work between realms) but the realm was originally built on offerings and bartering which is a tradition that's still maintained between the gods themselves - and it's a big reason why they care for the mortals at all, because without their prayers and offerings, the entire foundation of their realm and the gods' status as rulers would crumble.
So in that way, the gods in power - aside from Hades who is an exception we'll touch on in a second - don't really care about the societal institutions of money, because money just doesn't really serve any function for them that the mortals' offerings - and their own abilities as gods - aren't already providing them. The capitalist system that exists in Olympus is more so to serve the residents who aren't being actively worshipped, such as the nymphs and satyrs (though some are lucky to gain recognition in ways that benefits them through offerings) and for budding gods who don't have as much influence in the Mortal Realm yet (such as Kore).
That said, there are plenty of complaints to be made about Hera and Zeus regardless of the economy that exists within Olympus, buuuut we'll be getting into those issues later ;3 As for the quality of life of Olympus vs. the Underworld, there are pros and cons to both, as with any economic system. The Underworld has a bit of a steeper divide between the rich and poor, but living in Olympus comes with the caveats of being in Zeus' territory where life can be... unpredictable, to say the least. BUT the Underworld being built on the free market has provided it with unique advantages through their technological advancements (ex. the existence of cars and cellphones in both realms is largely owed to the Underworld); whereas Olympus has greater access to the resources of the gods themselves due to literally being the home of the King of the Gods who everyone tries to keep in their good graces.
We've seen a mini example of this bartering system already back in Episode 56: Hera telling Kore she was going to help her with her garden wasn't just the Queen dishing out orders, she was telling Kore that gardening would be a sufficient enough trade for having her in her home and feeding her.
She's not offering to feed Kore for free (which WOULD be an honor coming from the Queen), she's telling her "I'll provide you with the company of royalty and good food / wine / etc. in exchange for your gardening services." (that said, it is still sort of a high honor in and of itself considering Hera wouldn't let just anyone tend to her property ;3)
But that brings us to the exception - Hades. The Underworld had to be built on a different system due to many of its gods and goddesses not being commonly worshipped, so offerings and tributes were hard to come by. For Hades especially, how was he supposed to earn the favors of mortals when they wouldn't even dare speak his name? This led to him having to build the Underworld on the value of specific resources - such as the minerals and metals and gemstones found in the Underworld itself - which were later refined into common currency that's now used across the realms.
Fun fact, this is also why Kore is ticked off that the Underworld costs a toll to enter for both shades and gods alike - because there isn't a toll booth to get into Olympus.
The Underworld has truly mastered the art of microtransactions LMAO
To wrap up this fun lil' lore dump, there's a WIP scene I have on the back burner that goes into greater detail on Olympus' bartering systems but I haven't had the chance to work it naturally into the story yet, I'm hoping it'll be included in an upcoming episode soon but it's basically a cute lil' shopping sequence between Persephone, Artemis, and Daphne :' )
(enjoy these never before seen sketches of Daphne sporting Y2K-style fashion LMAO)
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web of wyrd: goals you should set to become your best self
this is just a theory of mine because these bubbles of the matrix should represent your higher self. i feel like it could work for the outside numbers too that changes yearly... anywho - this is not to say that you can't accomplish goals/resolution not listed in your category / under your energetic number nor that your efforts not listed in your selection don't make you a better person. this is simply what i believe people with these numbers would benefit from doing and how they can gain new found confidence in themselves.
1 - the magician
start a garden, work on passion project(s), read or write a business/self-help books, get a tarot/astrology/mediumship reading, study more tarot/astrology/mediumship, complete an art project, make your own soap or candles, start taking vitamins daily, declutter, learn to cook, learn to code, get car detailed, start journaling, do a paid class or certification course, start learning a new language, learn more about heritage, learn how to do nails at home, start a side hustle, learn to knit or crochet, learn how to manage a bonsai, or go to a concert
2 - the high priestess
delve deeper into spiritual practices, eat to support hormones, learn to bake, take a mixology course or find your signature drink (if you are of age), start or restructure a self-care routine, take a beach/cruise vacation, play brain games, learn to makes candles, go to a fondue experience, reset closet or revamp style, try a juice cleanse, take a cooking class, get a tarot/astrology/mediumship reading, practice tarot/astrology/mediumship abilities, or take self-defense class
3 - the empress
build up your crystal collection, reset closet or revamp style, go to an art museum, see a ballet or take a ballet class, sketch daily, practice makeup looks, keep a flower garden, get jewelry cleaned or revamp jewelry collection, save for real pearl/diamond/stone jewelry, learn to make your own candy/sweets, start a budget or emergency fund, reset closet or revamp style, save for a designer piece/accessory, start a new beauty/skincare routine, take a trip to a fancy restaurant, learn how to dried your own fruits, start a garden or try to grow something new in your garden, go to a concert/orchestra, read or write a poetry book, go to a play, start wearing lingerie (sometimes it's a pick me up to know you look good for yourself), get a boudoir photoshoot done, go to a vineyard or wine tasting (for those of drinking age), or take a dance class
4 - the emperor
start a new skincare routine, go on a rock climbing retreat, start going to the gym or become a personal trainer, try an adrenaline rush activity (skydiving, bungee jumping, etc), take a wood shop class, get more into your coffee - learn about sourcing/grinding beans, start taking better care of your eyes, start a hair care routine, start an oral health routine, start meditating, or start using time blocking or following a planner
5 - the hierophant
sketch daily, go on an architectural tour, start a beauty routine, go to a history museum, learn how to make pastries/sweets/candies, get your earrings cleaned professionally or save for a quality set, learn how to make sour dough, save for real pearl/diamond/stone jewelry, take piano/organ lessons or give them, take or give singing lessons, or take a class
6 - the lovers
get car detailed, get car license, do a bicycle marathon or learn how to rider a bike, read a set number of books, buy a quality briefcase / work tote, go on a day trip, start a gym membership or soulcycle classes, build up you crystal collection and learn how to use them, upgrade your desk set up, go for hand & foot message, learn how to do nails at home, start reading the newspaper (i recommend the new yorker), take a language classes, learn a new language, take a train trip, learn how to better your communication with others, or start talk therapy
7 - the chariot
start a garden or try to grow something new in your garden, learn how to bake or learn how to bake something new, start a new beauty routine, go on a boat trip / cruise, get car detailed, try a juice cleanse, upgrade glassware, declutter, invest in home, stay at a hotel or bed & breakfast, upgrade kitchenware, go on a lake trip, go tubing, invest in pearls, invest in real estate / land, try a new restaurant, get silver jewelry cleaned professionally, shop your pantry, go on a trip, or start journaling your intentions / bullet journaling
8 - strength
go to an amusement park, work on or finish a passion project, take ballroom dancing classes, learn about tea and tea leaves, learn to read tea leaves, start playing a new game or design a new game, practice vulnerability, go to the movie theater, start a flower garden, or get a pet
9 - the hermit
get a pet, organize bookshelves, try a juice cleanse, upgrade clothing or declutter closet, start an oral health routine, start journaling more consistently, learn more about emergency preparedness, invest in emergency preparedness, learn to cook something new, invest in new dining ware (new plates/bowls, cups / glassware, silverware, etc), try a food subscriptions (home chef, hello fresh, pickle of the month club, bokksu japanese snack box, etc), take care of a bonsai, take supplements, learn to knit or crochet, start an herb garden, learn to dry your own herbs, take a one way trip to anywhere, or go on a hiking trip
10 - wheel of fortune
learn about different incenses/herbs, practice or take a class in archery, plant a tree, invest in land, learn how to dry berries, start a budget, learn how to budget, start going to a gym / exercising, expand religious/spiritual/philosophical knowledge, learn how to play a new card game, learn how to spin your own wool (then you can move to weaving, crocheting, and/or knitting), learn how to make your own clothing, buy a luxury coat, take a trip to a country or place you have never been, start an oral health routine, take an etiquette class, learn about the customs of other countries/cultures, eat more fruit, get a beehive / harvest your own honey, start taking royal jelly, take a horseback riding lesson, upgrade shoes / shoe collection, support spiritual practices / keep learning about what you believe in / trust, or start practicing a positive mindset
11 - justice
go to a ballet or an art gallery, start using or invest in an air purifier, learn how to take care of house plants, buy a house plant, take a spa day, go to a spa, reset your cosmetics (please clean your brushes and sponges), wearing lingerie (sometimes it's a pick me up to know you look good for yourself), get a boudoir photoshoot done, organize your closet, declutter your closet, start a capsule wardrobe, learn how to make pastries/sweets, invest in diamonds, propose to your lover, buy a dress that makes you feel good and take yourself on a date (fancy diner and a play/opera/ballet), go to a fashion show or exhibit, buy yourself flowers, start a flower garden, invest in a luxury chair (a chaise, reading chair, gaming card - whatever your thing is, justice person), declutter your jewelry, invest in luxury jewelry, get your jewelry professional cleaned, go to a concert, read or write a poetry, buy yourself chocolate dipped strawberries, get hair extensions (i know you want to lol), do logic puzzles, or go to an escape room
12 - the hanged man
take a mixology course or find your signature drink (if you are of age), learn how to better decode angel numbers, look into / practice natural medical remedies, take a ballet class, go to a ballet, revamp your self-care routine, go on a beach vacation, try a new tea or coffee, learn more about tea or coffee, practice photography or start a photography side hustle, take a dance class, read or write a smutty/romance/fantasy book, make a fairy garden, get a tarot/astrology/mediumship reading, practice your tarot/astrology/mediumship abilities, start budgeting, try a new makeup look or practice your makeup skills, go to a concert, paint something, read or write a poetry book, take a swim class, make a poppet, or practice meditation
13 - death
start practicing or expanding homeopathic cures and remedies, learn more about meat sourcing, purchase/invest in half a cow or pig, learn how to cook and trim meats, try to be a vegetarian or a vegan for a month or longer, do a colon cleanse, read a philosophy of death book, expand your knowledge of magic, try a new period product, learn more about poisonous plants, make a frog pond, buy a scorpion/snake/snake, gift someone something unexpectedly, or declutter your space
14 - temperance
go on a hunting trip, take an archery class, read a book on religion or philosophy, start a devotional journal, read the book of your core religion or philosophy, purchase a book on dream meanings and keep a dream journal to reflect on your dreams, take a certification course or college class, take a horseback riding lesson, go on a horse drawn carriage ride, do logic puzzles, or learn how to better decode angel numbers
15 - the devil
invest in a fan or air conditioning unit, if you have the land for it - buy a cow/horse/goat, learn how to use kinetic tape, start dry brushing, invest in diamonds / diamond jewelry, propose to your significant other, invest in a luxury clock or watch, practice/learn better nail care, invest in room darkening curtains, invest in and use a happy lamp, start a lotion/cream skin routine, learn how to knit or crochet, invest in hair products (extensions, shampoo subscription, etc), start a hair routine, invest in leather fashion-ware, start a garden or try to successfully grow something new in your garden, invest in an ice maker or ice molds, or try a juice cleanse
16 - the tower
practice yoga, take an acrobatic/gymnastic class, learn about and practice homeopathic cures and remedies, take a first-aid course, learn how to bake, learn how to season and marinate your meats, get a bad haircut or shave your hair off, learn how to use a straight razor, learn knife skills, get a custom metal works done, take boxing lesson, go to a boxing match or monster truck duel, learn more about meat sourcing, purchase/invest in half a cow or pig, learn how to cook and trim meats, try to be a vegetarian or a vegan for a month or longer, take a wood shop class, start a cactus/succulent garden, buy a cactus or succulent, learn how to cook something from scratch (and be okay with failing at it multiple times), invest in pocket knife / knife set /leatherman / multitool and learn how to use it, invest in a tool kit, read or write a comic or graphic novel, take a mixology course or find your signature drink (if you are of age), listen to more rock music, invest in a vinyl, go to a rock concert, maintain a pepper plant, or build a lego kit
17 - the star
learn how to make friendship bracelets, invest in a fan or air conditioning unit, take a flight lesson, use compression stockings/socks, take an architectural tour, read or write an astrology reading, get car detailed, get a club memberships, invest in an electronic device brand, collect movies, watch a new movie, invest in a camera, film a short film or practice photography, start a photography side hustle, practice shadow work, get rid of unused subscriptions, take an acting class, read or write a book on health or mental health, or read or write a book on positivity
18 - the moon
make a piece of abstract art, take a mixology course or find your signature drink (if you are of age), pay a fish, visit an aquarium, go on a fishing trip (for the dads), watch a fishery documentary, read or write a book of conspiracy theories, learn how to read a crystal ball, buy a tarot/astrology/mediumship reading, practice your tarot/astrology/mediumship abilities, invest a camera, practice photography or start a photography side hustle, read or write poetry book, attempt hydroponics, practice bluffing, take an acting class, invest in new shoes, start using a sleeping eye mask, invest in silk pillow cases, buy yourself new quality bed sheets, start using a bonnet, invest in a typewriter, practice shadow work, buy a puppy, or purchase a book on dream meanings and keep a dream journal to reflect on your dreams
19 - the sun
read an autobiographical books, take ballroom dancing lessons, start an oral health routine, try a new card game, make your own chocolates, take an artistic/creative class, get new jewelry or an engagement ring, buy yourself flowers, start a flow garden, start a herb garden, learn how to dry your own herbs, go to a race of some sort (cars, horse, etc), invest in sporting equipment, buy and maintain an ivy plant, take a pottery class, or work on your passion project / hobbies
20 - judgment
buy an ant farm, practice astral projection, learn more about emergency preparedness, invest in emergency preparedness, practice illusions and slight of hand, buy and learn about poisonous plants, read the divine comedy, do a puzzle, buy a bubby, or wearing lingerie (sometimes it's a pick me up to know you look good for yourself)
21 - the world
start a garden or try to grow something new, take or give a guitar lesson, invest in air conditioning or fan, take an architectural tour, make your own teddy bear (literally sow one), buy a pair of quality/luxury boots, keep a calendar or planner, practice sun protect / use sunblock products, convert to wooden kitchen supplies (cutting board, spoon, etc), buy a luxury carpet, make a clay house guardian, invest in a luxury clock or watch, use compression stockings/socks, collect coins, learn how to use kinetic tape, build up your crystal collection, start a budget tracker, start a lotion for dry skin routine, learn to knit/crochet, start a hair care routine, invest in an ice machine or ice making trays, learn to make ice cream, take a pottery class, invest in real estate or land, keep a zen sand garden, or invest in a sculpture
22 - the fool
take flight lessons, take a flight to anywhere, get car detailed, get an astrology reading, practice your astrology reading abilities, learn how to ride a bike or do a bike marathon, go to the movie theater, invest in a luxury clock or watch, start a club memberships, take a train ride, take motorcycle classes, do something impulsive, filming or recording something and upload it online, learn to cross stitch / knitting / crocheting, invest in a camera, practice photography, watch a new movie / tv show, invest in a new tv, or take a class
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The Rare Bookseller: Oliver's Eye Exam
Masterlist
tw: mind control, dehumanization
Just a side story that takes place in the future of Bookseller, around 1927. Mainly inspired by the fact that I find eye exams to be fascinating and they give me major ASMR.
Like most vampire-run establishments, the jewelry shop looked entirely ordinary from the outside, the windows dark with metal bars protecting the merchandise within. "Here we are, Oliver," said his master, gently pushing him along.
"A jewelry shop, sir?"
"Yes -- the owner, Mr. Eugene, makes lenses and glasses as well. There isn't much call for glasses for thralls, so it's a bit of a side business, but he's certainly reputable."
Oliver still couldn't help being a bit nervous as Alexander pulled the bell for the door -- not the door to the jewelry shop, but the nondescript one next to it. He always felt anxious when meeting a new vampire, no matter how much his master reassured him.
The door opened, and a short and stout vampire with a magnifier on a chain around his neck greeted them. "Ah, Lord Alexander! What can I do for you this fine evening? Another present for your husband?"
"Not tonight, no." Alexander put his hands on Oliver's shoulders, presenting him to the vampire. "My thrall here has been having trouble with his vision. I noticed the other day that he had difficulty reading the titles of books on higher shelves."
"Oh, he reads?" said Eugene, surprised.
"Avidly. It's an endearing trait that I did not wish to dampen." Alexander's grip on Oliver's shoulders tightened reassuringly. "I suspect the prescription on his glasses may be out of date, and they've acquired some scratches besides. Could you fit him for new ones?"
"Of course, of course!" Eugene waved Alexander and Oliver into the stairwell. "It's good to see a vampire so attentive to a thrall's needs. Too many vampires these days simply don't care about the craftsmanship that goes into a high quality thrall."
"I couldn't agree more."
The door at the top of the narrow stairwell opened up into a cluttered workshop. Bins of loose gems lay about on the workbenches as though they were trifles, sparkling in the light of a dim electric bulb. The tables were strewn with all manner of tools, both large and minuscule, some which looked too tiny to be operated by human-sized hands.
Eugene walked over to a chair crammed in the corner. "Have your thrall sit right down here. I'll fetch my kit and be with him shortly."
"Go on, Oliver, it's all right."
"Yes, sir." Oliver walked to the chair and sat down in a daze. Alexander had strengthened his aura to help him keep calm, and he could feel Eugene's aura as well, steady and firm.
"Here we are," said Eugene, pulling out a case. "He seems very well behaved. Will he require any additional enthrallment?"
"Not at all," said Alexander with a hint of pride, patting Oliver's head. "I enthralled him myself, and he's wonderfully obedient. Lily has also had a hand in molding his mind."
"Ah, yes, I wouldn't dream to doubt Miss Lily's work. A fine example of a vampire and a fine customer as well."
Eugene took Oliver by the chin, his touch feather light, and he gazed deeply into each of Oliver's eyes. His hands smelled of metal and dust, and Oliver couldn't help but get lost in the sea of hazel-brown. "Eyes are clear and bright. Very good. Let me take a closer look, now." He had pulled out a small magnifier to examine Oliver's eyes in more detail. "Hold still and try not to blink."
Oliver froze in place, eyes wide and unmoving, as the vampire looked into one eye and then the other. By now, his initial nerves had melted away with the gentleness of Eugene's demeanor, the praise of his nearby master, and the deep desire to do as he was told.
"Very, very good," said Eugene, putting the instrument away. "He certainly is as obedient as you say. Fine blood, too, I'd wager."
"Yes, he's my prized possession," said Alexander, his hand on Oliver's head once again.
"No doubt. I'll have to take special care with him, then. What is his name, by the way?"
"Oliver," said Alexander before Oliver could answer himself.
He tapped a card pasted to the opposite wall. It had rows of letters on it, large at the top and gradually becoming smaller. "Oliver, can you describe the symbols on the third row from the top?"
"They're letters, sir," he said with mild confusion.
"Oh yes, it slipped my mind that you could read. Read me each letter, then."
"D, L, N, sir."
"Good boy. Below that?"
"P, T, E, R, sir." The letters were becoming fuzzier.
"And below that?"
Oliver squinted. "I think that's an E, sir. And, um, a Z. An O?"
"That'll do." Eugene pushed aside some of his tools to make room on a nearby table, opening the case. It was filled with sample lenses attached to simple frames. Eugene took Oliver's glasses off his face without asking, and perched a different set on them. "Is this better or worse than your usual pair?"
The world was a blur, the letters on the chart a distant dream. "It's much worse, sir."
The test glasses were plucked off his head and replaced with another pair. "How about these?"
"Better, sir."
"And these?"
"I'm not sure, sir. Could I see the others again, please?"
"So polite." He chuckled. He kept putting more and more lenses on Oliver's face, asking him to compare, switching them back and forth, for what seemed like forever, making little notes as he did so. Finally, Oliver was in a pair that made the world seem so much clearer.
"Can you read the bottom line now?"
"It says O, F, L, C, T, G, sir."
"I think we have it, then. Very good." He pulled out a few more samples from his case, these all in slightly different metals and shapes, and turned to Alexander. "Which of these frames do you prefer for him? I can show you any you'd like."
Alexander glanced over the frames. "I favor these round, gold ones, but I'll allow Oliver to make the choice. Which do you like, Oliver?"
Oliver was still wearing the testing lenses, so he could clearly see the sample frames that Eugene put in front of him, all different colors and sizes. He wasn't sure what to pick. He'd always just picked the cheapest frames available, so he had never given much thought to what might look good on him. "I also like the round, gold ones, sir," he said sheepishly.
Eugene smiled. "Of course you do. You want to please your master, don't you?"
"Yes, sir," said Oliver eagerly.
"You can pick what you want, Oliver," said Alexander. "It doesn't have to be the ones I chose."
"Oh, now, why not let him please you? You're lucky to have a thrall so absolutely docile." Eugene took the test lenses off of Oliver and put the sample frames on him. The lenses were very much not Oliver's prescription, and he squinted to try and see anything. "Besides, it's a good choice for him. See?"
"Yes, you're right. I'll take it."
"Very good, very good. I just have to take a few more measurements." He removed the sample frames and the world blurred into indistinct colors. A fuzzy yellow line crossed Oliver's field of vision, and he realized it was a measuring tape.
"Between your eyes…" Eugene muttered as he took each measurement, writing down more notes. "From top to bottom… corner to corner… eye to ear… there." He replaced Oliver's glasses and smiled at him as he pat his head. "We're all finished." Eugene pulled a piece of penny candy from his pocket and handed it to Oliver, who unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth. It tasted of butterscotch.
"All together, that'll cost you three dollars for the exam and the spectacles," said Eugene to Alexander.
Alexander pulled out his wallet and handed Eugene a few crisp bills. "When will they be ready?"
"Come back in oh, four days. I recommend bringing your thrall with you so that you can make sure they fit properly. I can make adjustments if needed."
"I'll see you on Thursday, then. Come along, Oliver."
Oliver stood from the chair, stiff from trying to stay perfectly still the entire time, allowing himself a big stretch. "Thank you for the eye exam, sir, and have a good night."
"You're very welcome," said Eugene with a smile. "You've been an excellent thrall, very well behaved."
Oliver beamed from the praise as Alexander took his hand and led him back down the stairs out into the cool night. The moon was bright overhead, and Oliver was pleased that he'd soon be able to see it more clearly. "Thank you for buying me new glasses, sir."
"Don't think anything of it, Oliver."
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“In too deep” part 4
Vox x fem!reader// NSFW 18+ // 🔞minors do not enter 🔞
Summary: After a strange week you get offered a job working for hell's biggest asshole but does he have a soft spot for you? Or is he just using you?
⚠️ ⚠️ warning for part four, guys. Detailed description of SA on our poor reader ⚠️⚠️
Tags: vox, slow burn, the assistant has to deal with his shit, powerful overlord, jealousy, hazbin hotel, v tower, Valentino is problematic, eventual p in v, smut, the reader is in need of real love, the reader is shy, assistant trope, the reader has a crush but also wants to kill him sometimes.
Notes: hi, hello, I’m new here. I have the intent for this to be a slow burn with crumbs of smut here and there until the reader and Vox have a more established relationship. Several parts for sure, or, at least until I’m satisfied that the reader is fully loved and taken care of by the angry TV man
After sauntering in, Valentino ranted for several minutes about useless whores, completely unaware of what had happened between you two. Vox, rolling his eyes, stared at you briefly “What was it you needed, Val?”
“Si carino, vamos de fiesta,” Valentino laughed, blowing a cloud of pink smoke in your direction, not being missed by Vox.
“I’ve got work to do,” Vox said disinterestedly looking down at his claws.
“You’re always fucking working, Vox. Take a break, huh? Besides, it’ll be good for the fans and our image,“ he threw his arms around Vox’s shoulders, his hands gesturing to an invisible crowd of people “To see us all out, together” shooting his eyebrows up questioningly.
“Yeah, whatever,” Vox sighed, knowing Valentino wouldn’t let up until he agreed or strangled him. Vox preferred the latter, but there was a lady present.
“Yeah? I’ll gather the car and some whores, and speaking of” he said turning to you, shit-eating grin on his face.
“fuck you, Valentino,” you said mildly, already completely used to his bullshit.
“What's the matter chica, need me to fuck you?” throwing his head back on a hearty laugh and striding towards you “You’re coming with us, I’ll even call up that, slut, angel dust for you”
You rolled your eyes at him angrily “So that’s a yes, to both?” looking down his nose and pointing to you and Vox before grabbing him and shoving him through the door, throwing over his shoulder, “Wear something slutty or I’ll kill you” his voice lilting musically down the hall.
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You met with angel dust before leaving, letting him pick out the most sinful dress and heels.
“Do I have to go,” you pouted pathetically staring in the mirror at the low-cut, backless, mini-dress.
“Sort of,” he laughed “You never get out anyways! Here, tell me the last time you got some, huh?” Wagging his eyebrows at you.
“It’s been like 5 mon-“
“What!?, I mean, c'mon, there's no way with a body and face like yours, that you're NOT getting fucked?” his New York accent thick and shocked, offending you slightly.
“HEY, works been, ya know, busy, and besides, the last time I went out I was drugged, remember? What if that freak is still out there” You haven’t forgotten about that moment since it happened, perhaps, adding to the excuse to not leave V tower, even for a random quickie.
“Ugh, you sound just like Vox, all work and no play, speaking of,” he said, pointing a slender pink finger at you “The kinky freak that drugged you? he had killed, heard he did it himself or somethin” he looked at you confused, “I thought he told You?”
“No” you whispered “he didn't”
“Vox is such an insufferable, ass,” angel dust laughed, grabbing you by the hips “Let's go get you laid, toots!”
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You and Angel Dust took a separate car, downing three shots each, of tequila. The high-quality liquor made you both carefree, chuckling and stumbling into each other as you walked through the back entrance of the club, reserved for overlords and hell’s best.
You both made it to the center of the dance floor, loud, dark electro music thumping in your chest, the tequila and closeness of other drunken bodies making sweat drip down your exposed back. You spotted Vox and Val on a new, massive, couch encircled by scantily clad women visibly desperate in their attempts to bring one, if not both overlords home. Your hazy mind was making you jealous; you turned to angel dust shouting over the loud music “More shots, angel?” gesturing to the bar.
“I’d thought you'd never ask!” he yelled back, grabbing you and pulling you through the crowd.
You both leaned over the bar, your short dress riding up your thighs earning the attention of a handsome, hell-born demon. “Can I buy you a drink, gorgeous?” he called out over the loud music. Turning around you eyed him up and down, leaning back on the bar with your elbows “I don’t know, can you?” Your voice came out sultry and warm. Angel Dust leaned down and whispered in your ear “he's hawt, I’ll be on the dance floor if you need me,” winking playfully, his tall form all but evaporating into the crowd.
The demon gestured to the bartender holding up two, clawed Fingers “Two black death’s” Turning back to you, he let his eyes roam up your slender body, making a show of you noticing “So, what’s a lady like you doing out here all alone?” his voice deep and gravely.
The bartender handed you both the light brown liquid, which you downed all at once, wincing at the strong, combined liquors that lit a fire in your throat all the way down.
“Trying to get some free drinks,” you said mischievously.
He chuckled darkly “Is that so?” two more,” he shouted back to the bartender who nodded dutifully.
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You were no lightweight, but your mind was swirling after the second round. Slowly, he guided you the the dance floor, a large hand possessively on your hip. The loud music picked up on a robust, electronic melody making you twirl out of his grasp on a girlish giggle, throwing your arms above your head and tossing your head back, hips slowly swaying to the beat.
Unrevealed to you, vox had his crimson eyes on you all night. Leaning back, he shoved a needy, half-naked whore off his lap, cocaine spilling on the floor along with her “Will you FUCK off”, he gritted through sharp teeth, losing sight of you in the process making his screen and eye glitch violently.
The handsome hell-born grabbed for you again, pulling you in close. His warm hands too comfortable, roaming leisurely as he slipped them into the back of your dress making you gasp when they hovered just under the swell of your breast. Turning back, confused at his boldness, you tried to pull away, but his grip was strong, hurting you. “Hey, let go-” you yelled over the loud music but he cut you off sharply, “I bought you drinks, don't be a bitch,” he yanked your back to his front, rubbing your ass on his erection. You tried again to pull yourself from his grip unsuccessfully, now angering him. “Let’s go somewhere private,” he whispered in your ear, his hot breath smelling of liquor and cigarettes making you sick to your stomach. Sobering up, you looked around the room for angel dust or anyone willing to help; begging eyes landing on the stage where only Valentino sat, covered in giggling women. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where's Vox?” you whined under your breath. Grabbing your wrist harshly, making you cry out, he pulled you through the crowd violently and out a side door Into a dark alley behind the club.
“Fuck you,” you cried out as he slammed you into the wall, making your back ache. Hot tears welled up in your eyes, blinding you.
“I like my whores feisty,” he moaned and began hiking your dress up to your hips, ripping your underwear in half, discarding them to the side, leaving you exposed.
“PLEASE, stop,” sobbing uncontrollably now. “Shut the fuck up” he slapped you across the face making you scream out in pain. You turned your face away from him, disgusted at feeling his sweaty hands touch your bare ass making the copious amount of liquor on your stomach rise, begging to come out.
“Come on bitch, give out,” he hissed, grabbing your face back harshly and kissing you.
You gagged again, trying to rip your face from his hands but his grip was too tight bruising your jaw.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, bit-b,” he studdered suddenly, blood sputtering from his throat making him cough, the hot liquid spraying onto your face and chest making you flinch. As his body began to sway he sloppily threw a bloodied hand around your neck and squeezed, to no avail. You heard a sickening crunch and more blood splattered all over your dress, this time from his chest.
“Ohh, that felt good” Vox’s devilishly arrogant voice came out from behind, making you rack out a relieved sob.
The demon slumped over and fell to the ground with an unceremonious thump. You looked up at Vox, your chest heaving and eyes wide. He was covered in blood, holding a large knife in his claws that he discarded carelessly to the side with a loud metallic clang, making you jump, your body in a state of fight or flight.
Staring down at your pitiful form, he strode towards you, kicking the body away from you with his foot, easily, a furious scowl on his face.
“I-I drank too much,” you began “I shouldn't have-sho-shouldn't hav-have. I'm so sorry,” your whole body shaking.
“Shhh,” his voice sounded like smooth static, alleviating you for the moment.
He took off his jacket and threw it around your waist. You gasped, completely forgetting how exposed you were.
“I’m so sorry Vo-,” you began, voice tired.
“Stop,” his voice coming out harsher than he intended. “I need to get you back to V tower and get you cleaned up,” he looked down at his dress shirt momentarily “And I guess me,” he sighed. “We can't make a scene. I’ll call the car around, wait for me he-”
“NO- no, no,” you interrupted him “Don't leave me, please,” your eyes wide with shock and fear.
He sighed loudly “Fuck. Okay. hold on to me,” he waved a slender hand to his side.
“What?” you stared at him incredulously.
“Come. Here.,” he gestured to his side, again, unamused.
You stumbled to his side stepping over a puddle of blood and grabbed onto him. Staring up at him you gave a soft, “Okay” making his screen glitch. His body was warm and he smelled of expensive cologne and the coppery tang of blood.
Grabbing your side tightly he warned, “Don't throw up,” but before you could challenge it you were unexpectedly filled with strong currents of electricity and pulled through the air rapidly.
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You landed harshly from the camera outside of Vox’s bedroom, stumbling from the residual electricity and leftover alcohol in your system. Vox catching you by the hips before you face-planted the tile.
“Did you teleport me, Vox!? What the fuck?” You said out of breath.
Setting you back down, he opened his doors for you, nodding his head inside “You said don’t leave” his voice filled with a strange, far-away, static.
Walking in you were welcomed by his usual, pristine bedroom that looked as if he didn’t use it at all, giving it a cold feeling. You shivered visibly, needing warmth.
“My bathroom is in there if you want to wash up. I’ll send some clothes up and-,” his voice trailed off as you began unzipping your dress, heading for the bathroom briskly.
Looking over your shoulder, you paused “Don’t leave me alone right now, Vox. Please” your voice pleading.
“This is the safest room in the building,” he said quietly. Looking directly into your eyes.
“That’s not what I meant,” you said disappearing into the bathroom, slipping out of your bloodied dress slowly,not worried about him seeing you uncovered. You were unemotional, completely numb.
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The heat from the shower burned your skin but it felt good. Slowly, you washed away the blood and painful emotions, head down you watched the water turn copper. After some time, you heard his shoes on the floor in the bathroom. You turned, water cascading off your body making soft slaps on the tile floor of the shower.
He was looking outside the door into his bedroom. His long arms crossed, still in his bloodied shirt but with his bow tie off, making his shirt fall open, leaving him somewhat exposed in the reflection of the mirror for you to see.
“Vox?”
“Hm?” His face still turned away from you.
“Why did you kill both of those men”
You saw the reflection of his screen glitching in the mirror. Opening his mouth and closing it again before replying cooly,
“Would you rather me have not killed them?”
“I wanted you to” your voice hardly audible.
He didn’t say anything but shifted his weight uncomfortably.
The silence was deafening. You could only hear the soft, rhythmic pattering of the water spraying the glass.
“Thank you. For saving me. I-I don’t know how I’ll repay you yet but-“
“Stop that,” he cut in harshly, a hint of anger in his voice.
“Stop what?” Your voice was small and unsure.
“I just- are you done?” he said, deflecting.
“Yes,” Shutting off the water and stepping out, you wrapped a large blue towel around you, hugging it to your face, desperately looking for solace.
“I’m so sorry,” you choked on a sob. Your body giving in to the emotional toll.
Vox spun around after hearing you grab the towel and looked down at you, your delicate jaw bruised and eyes red from crying. How could he tell you killing them was the only option so they wouldn’t hurt you again, that he felt like it was his fault that you stood battered before him, that he’s had a strange feeling in his chest since the day he laid eyes on you in that shit hole office. He wasn’t made for these vulnerable feelings, always shoving them down and snuffing them out upon their arrival. He was cold, unmovable in his opinions, and harsh on the tongue. An egomaniac, narcissist he would willingly admit, but you, with your expressive, soft features and heart-stopping eyes that stared at him like he hung the moon. He wanted to save that and put it in a box, cherishing it for an infinity in hell. Would he be capable of treating you the way you so desperately deserved? Certainly not, right?
“You can sleep here,” he said abruptly.
“No.. Vox, You've done enough” Suddenly you couldn't look at him, embarrassed.
Turning quicky to prevent any more useless crying you padded to his bedroom door, leaving small, wet, footprints behind. Reaching for the door, your hand turned the knob before stopping upon feeling Vox’s warmth radiating on your back. He shuffled so that his body was caging you in, placing a large hand on the door to prevent you from leaving.
Looking down at you, an eyebrow arched imploringly, “Stay” his voice was nothing but static.
“I don't have clothes here, Vox” you disputed.
“Hold on,” he stood back up his full height, disappearing into what you assumed was his closest.
A short time later, he returned. He was cleaned up, wearing a dark shirt you’d never seen before. The fabric clinging to his wide shoulders and narrow hips, distracting you momentarily as he handed you an oversized shirt.
“Here” his eyes were intense and concentrated. Making you feel warm.
He turned around, slowly. Allowing you to change.
“You don't have any cameras in here do you?” you said playfully, cutting the tension in the room.
He choked out a laugh. “No, no cameras”
Dropping the towel, you slid the large shirt over your head, shivering when the fabric touched your sensitive skin. “I’m done, thank you”
He spun around, clearing his throat, not knowing where to look. It was an interesting sight for you, such a potent overlord being unpretentious and quiet.
“You can take the bed, I’ll be on the couch in there,” he said, pointing into another large room.
But without response and before you could question yourself, you walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him firmly as if he would disappear. He jerked at the gesticulation, becoming rigid.
“Vox?” your voice muffled by his shirt “I know you probably don't hug, but, I need one”
Seconds passed before you felt his large hands intertwine around your back hugging you tightly to his body. You don't know how long you held each other but you grew sleepy, your limbs heavy, and your eyes unable to stay open a second longer.
“I’m so tired,” you whispered, voice hoarse as your body gave out, no energy left in your bones.
Suddenly you were weightless your body being lifted off the floor. Opening your eyes, all you saw was Vox filling your vision. His strong arms made short work carrying you to his bed. You reached a hand out brushing his bare chest gingerly, a soft “Fuck” spilling from his lips before you drifted off.
Vox, suddenly aware, was in too deep with no way back.
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Can I be blessed with some CK Terry and college beloved headcanons Bea💚 I just started my freshman year of college recently and I'm already getting stress acne it's only week 2 🫠 (also you’re sticker on my water is helping me get through my criminal justice class half the time lol I'll just stare at it looking at all the beautiful detail keep up the amazing work!)
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― You sure you don't your diploma simply...you know, bought? Because that's the first idea that permeates Terry Silver's mind; just cut to the chase and buying the damn thing for you like he would buy a new race car or a new mansion. Maybe give the college or university in question a tactical 'generous grant' that leaves them indebted to him, as a benefactor, doing so to such a high degree letting you graduate under mysteriously premature circumstances is simply a given. Is it unfair? Yeah. Is it sleazy? Yeah. Does Terry care? No. In fact, the notion that it's morally wrong makes the whole idea more attractive as a prospect to him. Maybe he should simply charmingly threaten the head Dean if the place proves to be incorruptible, which only makes his desire to corrupt all the more ardent; whatever the case, Terry might see the college as an obstacle to himself. All the time beloved's investing focusing on exams, learning, studying and extracurriculars is time not spent with him, which is the way it should be. But, it isn't. And that's a problem. He's a territorial person, you see, and everything could potentially be a threat; even college.
― As a result, he undoubtedly mentions the whole 'lemme buy your graduation credentials for you' plan very, very, very often. On the daily. Tries to practically muscle you into it, not taking 'no' for an answer, having a whole onslaught of reasons why his standpoint is correct and why you're, in his opinion, making this harder for yourself than it really should be; he comes off strangely compelling and logical about it too. Why spend years and years on this when he knows the right people who know the right people. Not that Terry Silver's against education; on, in the public eye he's the patron of all causes noble (supposedly), so clap in awe of him, except, in his own private life he's just too greedy to share those he considers his. Too possessive to be eclipsed. Look at you; your face is breaking out in zits from the stress, oh, beloved; that right there, among many other factors is a tool of manipulation Terry might use to have you capitulate and let him have his ways because these pricks and punks are here stressing his beloved out to the degree the stress is physically manifesting all over their face. There should be hell to pay for that. He wants revenge on your behalf.
― But then again, as an upside Terry Silver does enjoy having a beloved currently in college because for the lack of a better word, it's hot, regardless if this is a very young post-Nam era Twig, 80's Terry Silver or old man Terry, the fact beloved's still in education has major fetishistic qualities for him and not to lie, said fetishistic quality only ripens and gets stronger as he ages. Old man Terry, for example, is fully aware the fact he's with someone who's still in college would raise eyebrows, run into critique and even downright judgement and disgust but he doesn't care and in fact, he relishes in it for that specific reason. It's quite literally a trope as ancient as can be and he realizes this, playing into it majorly; an older man and the student. Just the sound of that makes him gleeful and turned on and while he might be meddlesome and feel jealousy over the actual educational aspect of...you know, getting an education, the sound of it suits him far better than the practical aspects. Suffice to say he's as invested in this as beloved themselves is, if not more. Everything beloved does is something Terry himself is overinvested in more than beloved.
― Means that while he'd might wanna keep beloved away from school, or invent tactical shortcuts to the whole process by pretty much buying everything for them and presenting it on a silver platter (because, why not, if he can?), but he sure likes the sound of beloved being in college and regardless if beloved consents to this or not he will absolutely meddle, one way or another, into all of this. He'll be there making donations to the university, becoming a backer and a sponsor for various projects around campus, he'll be attending opening ceremonies, holding speeches, probably opens a Karate extracurricular headed by Cobra Kai just to drill the point home that this is now his territory through you and if it's at all possible, he'll invest so much into this philanthropic deeds around this college that these people will have no choice put to put up his framed picture in the lobby. It's like Terry Silver's presence infects everything it touches. Beloved's only a freshman and my god, the man they're with is already in everything. People who fight against it or speak up on the subject? Promptly fired. Maybe they get embroidered in a convenient scandal not of their making if Terry decides that's more fun for him.
― It's obsessive, yeah, but Terry loves beloved. Adores them. In his own messed up, dark way, sure. This is how his devotion manifests; this university? Better be honored to have someone his within their walls. That he's allowing beloved to grace this place at all. Better give them a preferential treatment as a result. They better be just as biased as he is. Yeah, they better be afraid on the downlow because he's butter up, shake everyone's hand, lowkey threaten everyone, bribe whoever he feels needs it and weave everyone into their web to ensure this happens. You want this education? You'll have it. And you'll have it however you want on whatever terms. He could've bought it for you and he's infinitely disappointed you didn't accept that route (or...maybe you did) but these people will worship the very ground beloved walks upon because he'll ensure that happens through his power and influence; the long reach he has. Might not be immediately apparent, but when you're loved by someone as influential as Terry Silver, it pays off. When your significant other's picture hangs in the hallway? People tend to notice. Might just make you valedictorian by the end of your educational career because Silver money just lined the halls of that school.
― Nothing's for free, see? Beloved does graduate with exemplary grades and achievements regardless if they actually did or if, uh, the system of said university got a couple of well meaning nudges in the right direction, if you catch my meaning. If Terry made the right people a couple of offers they couldn't refuse. They're their generation's best student. Probably got handled multiple accolades and awards too simply because Terry had the itch to see them happy and beaming. And he'd do it. He'd do anything to make them content and fulfilled. He's undoubtedly with them, right there on that stage once they graduate because he's invited up to hold a speech. An audience of hundreds of students know beloved belongs to him. Heck, they might even know a great many of these achievements are a source of complete and utter nepotism, but Terry doesn't care. He's amused by it. Totally gleeful like a smug snake. He laps it all up. Sees it as feeding fuel. He crapped over the system in effect in the name of devotion. Beloved's all smiles. Terry's won in their name by any means neccessary. So, that's all that matters to him. If they said 'burn down the campus' he'd just as easily do that as well, so everyone should count their blessings all beloved wanted was a diploma and a graduation cap and not blood.
― 'Perfect' Terry would purr looking over beloved's immaculately perfect grades in the back of his limousine he's totally bribed out of the professors for them. All the better if beloved's just naturally that accomplished and talented, but my god, if they aren't, the whole world's gonna be what Terry Silver wants it to be because he'll make it so.
#UCLA STANDFORD HARWARD OR WHOEVER BELOVED WOULD CHOOSE - COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS!!! 🗡️🗡️🗡️#terry silver#kk3#cobra kai#college#university#education#terry silver x reader#terry silver x beloved#ps; good luck with your education friend ❤️#tw; bribery and corruption#tw; possible age differences
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AITA for telling my friend I don't want to hang out with her when she's high?
I have a dear coworker-turned-close-friend whose company I love and whose health I care about. She's gone through a really tough two years and I've been around to support her through a lot of it.
She smokes weed quite a bit - I use weed occasionally, love it, it's great! But my friend depends on being at least a little high every moment she's awake, and it's become worse over the past couple of years. She needs to smoke and be high during her shift (not a super physically dangerous job thankfully, but definitely not one that I'd personally ever want to do while not sober for safety and quality reasons - it's very detail oriented). and I've felt our conversations decrease in quality as her attention span and memory just isn't the same when she's eternally buzzed. My car always smells like a blunt after we hang out even though she never smokes in my car.
I get that it can be so fun to have conversations while high, with other high people, but I'm pretty much always sober when I'm with her and it concerns me how far she's drifting. I also get having non-substance-related conversational or memory difficulties, but this is solidly due to her being high.
I want to support her, I'm not her partner or her parent or her boss, I'm her friend. I don't want to be an asshole or cut her off, but I'm getting really tired of feeling like I'm tripsitting instead of hanging out, and her being high at our type of work just doesn't sit well with me.
I'm thinking of gently saying that I'd prefer we hang out while she's sober, but since she's going through so much, I think she might take that as me giving her an ultimatum or attacking her for something she needs in order to function. WIBTA?
What are these acronyms?
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What Boeing did to all the guys who remember how to build a plane
by Maureen Tkacik
March 28, 2024
https://prospect.org/infrastructure/transportation/2024-03-28-suicide-mission-boeing/
John Barnett had one of those bosses who seemed to spend most of his waking hours scheming to inflict humiliation upon him. He mocked him in weekly meetings whenever he dared contribute a thought, assigned a fellow manager to spy on him and spread rumors that he did not play nicely with others, and disciplined him for things like “using email to communicate” and pushing for flaws he found on planes to be fixed.
“John is very knowledgeable almost to a fault, as it gets in the way at times when issues arise,” the boss wrote in one of his withering performance reviews, downgrading Barnett’s rating from a 40 all the way to a 15 in an assessment that cast the 26-year quality manager, who was known as “Swampy” for his easy Louisiana drawl, as an anal-retentive prick whose pedantry was antagonizing his colleagues. The truth, by contrast, was self-evident to anyone who spent five minutes in his presence: John Barnett, who raced cars in his spare time and seemed “high on life” according to one former colleague, was a “great, fun boss that loved Boeing and was willing to share his knowledge with everyone,” as one of his former quality technicians would later recall.
More from Maureen Tkacik
But Swampy was mired in an institution that was in a perpetual state of unlearning all the lessons it had absorbed over a 90-year ascent to the pinnacle of global manufacturing. Like most neoliberal institutions, Boeing had come under the spell of a seductive new theory of “knowledge” that essentially reduced the whole concept to a combination of intellectual property, trade secrets, and data, discarding “thought” and “understanding” and “complex reasoning” possessed by a skilled and experienced workforce as essentially not worth the increased health care costs. CEO Jim McNerney, who joined Boeing in 2005, had last helmed 3M, where management as he saw it had “overvalued experience and undervalued leadership” before he purged the veterans into early retirement.
“Prince Jim”—as some long-timers used to call him—repeatedly invoked a slur for longtime engineers and skilled machinists in the obligatory vanity “leadership” book he co-wrote. Those who cared too much about the integrity of the planes and not enough about the stock price were “phenomenally talented assholes,” and he encouraged his deputies to ostracize them into leaving the company. He initially refused to let nearly any of these talented assholes work on the 787 Dreamliner, instead outsourcing the vast majority of the development and engineering design of the brand-new, revolutionary wide-body jet to suppliers, many of which lacked engineering departments. The plan would save money while busting unions, a win-win, he promised investors. Instead, McNerney’s plan burned some $50 billion in excess of its budget and went three and a half years behind schedule.
Swampy belonged to one of the cleanup crews that Boeing detailed to McNerney’s disaster area. The supplier to which Boeing had outsourced part of the 787 fuselage had in turn outsourced the design to an Israeli firm that had botched the job, leaving the supplier strapped for cash in the midst of a global credit crunch. Boeing would have to bail out—and buy out—the private equity firm that controlled the supplier. In 2009, Boeing began recruiting managers from Washington state to move east to the supplier’s non-union plant in Charleston, South Carolina, to train the workforce to properly put together a plane.
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RUMOR HAS IT (pt. 10)
(Drew Starkey one-shot)
This is not a full on story but if you want more l'll be happy to add on upon request
Plot: in which drew and isobel address a false rumor in the most abstract of ways
Setting: isobel & drew and their families attend the company business cocktail
Disclaimer: Isobel is an OC, 18+
TABLE OF CONTENTS:
PART NINE
“You should’ve seen the look on her face when she saw it was me in storage room and not you.”
Drew was doing his best to act disinterested as his younger brother Chandler rambled on about Isobel. He didn’t even have to initiate the topic of conversation, as soon as he slipped into his truck Chandler was detailing every part of the interaction he had with her earlier in the day.
He wasn’t expecting to be driving the two of them to the cocktail tonight, but internally he didn’t mind his brother’s company if it entailed Drew listening silently while he talked about the girl racing through his mind. It felt like she was running through his veins, coating the tip of his tongue, and embedding herself into his brain. For the past two weeks his mind and body had been consumed by her, and after leaving that room he swore he could see a glimpse of her each time he closed his eyes to blink.
This wasn’t the first time Drew had liked a girl, he’d experienced the first fleeting moments of a crush when all of his thoughts consisted of them, but those were physical relationships. Situations where he wasn’t looking past a hookup and women he hadn’t cared about.
Hearing that Isobel was looking forward to seeing him at some point before their impromptu meeting in her bedroom warmed his heart in way he’d only felt with her. In the same way that he felt hearing her tell him that she missed would have. He feigned for that warmth from Isobel, it was something he wanted to chase to the ends of the earth—like a drug addict trying to chase that first high from the most potent drug.
“You have my girl under a spell-“
“Your girl?” Those were the first words Drew had spoken since he put his car in drive. Now they were exiting the vehicle in the parking lot of the C&S building.
Chandler’s grin was wide as they rounded the front of the truck to step onto the sidewalk that led to the entrance of the event. He knew he shouldn’t be reacting to to an eighteen year old’s words that held absolutely no weight, he was also aware that he should probably shut the conversation down because they were literally standing a few feet outside the family business—but here he was anticipating his brother’s next words so he could crush whatever fantasy he had playing in his head.
“Yes, Drew, just because you’ve somehow convinced her to want you doesn’t erase the fact that I’ve wanted her for two years.” Chandler looked smug as he spoke making Drew’s eyes roll in annoyance at how juvenile his logic was.
He rested his arm on the hood of his truck and swallowed down the irritation in his throat, “I didn’t convince Isobel to do anything.” The look on Chandler’s face was incredulous as if hearing the words out loud made it even more unbelievable.
He still hadn’t explicitly admitted to being involved with Isobel, Chandler just assumed and they now went on as if it was an understood thing. He didn’t owe any explanation to anyone, and especially not to him. What he and Isobel had came naturally, an unexpected thing that was almost ten years in the making and knocked his world sideways.
She was a beautiful woman in ways he hadn’t found beguiling in someone he was attracted to until he saw those qualities in Isobel. Her outer beauty was captivating any man could see that, but it was what she showed him on the inside no matter how stubborn she was that made his heart pound in admiration. Isobel was sweet to people who didn’t deserve her respect, resilient in moments where most would lose control, and willing with her heart when it came to him—a man who took years to notice her.
She got her heart broken the first time she braved herself to give it to a man that took her for granted, but on that random afternoon in December she was fearless in giving a piece of herself to Drew.
“So you’re telling me after all this time she just willingly gave you of all people a chance?”
Drew smiled at the thought of it, in simple terms that had been exactly what happened between them and he wouldn’t ever take that for granted. He couldn’t shake the smile as he began to walk down the sidewalk, giving him a shrug before mumbling, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, buddy.”
Chandler jogged behind him, the sound of his leather dress shoes hitting the pavement as he caught up with him within a few steps and wrapping an arm around his shoulders. One notable attribute about men in their family was their height, and somehow his younger brother had a few inches on him. It was nothing any one loosely observing would notice, but a fact two brothers realized when he eventually surpassed him last year.
“Well, at least tell me who made the first move.” He grabbed Drew’s arm so he would stop his trek into the front doors, “Just put me out of misery so I don’t have to wonder.”
His mind reeled at his question, immediately going back to that first intimate moment with her. When his eyes drunk her in as she lounged comfortably on the sofa with her face bare of any makeup in her most natural state, and that switch went off that made him feel like he had to have her. That made him want to touch and graze every inch of her with his hands, and kiss her until the feeling of her sweet lips was imprinted into his own.
His desires felt so dire in that moment when he gave into them and stole that kiss from her mouth. Looking back he realized everything felt purely physical in that moment, it was spontaneous as they both clung to the high of a first hookup, but as he reflected he just appreciated that she could trust him enough to let him in.
Drew just kept his gaze neutral as he stared back at his brother who looked desperate for an answer that wasn’t coming, but he did offer him a look that made instant relief wash over Chandler’s face. A simple raise of his eyebrows and cock of his head was enough to satiate his curiosity, “Of course! That’s all I needed to know.”
“What’s that supposed to mean, Chandler?” Drew questioned. He was now the one stopping the other from entering the cocktail, and once again anticipating his next words.
A chuckle rumbled from Chandler’s mouth obviously finding this situation amusing more than devastating to his ego, “It means I didn’t see it at first, but after figuring this all out ever since you’ve gotten back the look on your face looks like someone who accidentally struck gold.”
Isobel’s inappropriate actions in the last hour forced her to ruin the impending outfit reveal she had in store for her mother. Lora was the only person in the household who cared enough to own a steamer, and unfortunately she had insisted to be the one to get the wrinkles out of the dress.
The dramatic gasp she let out when she saw the dress hanging on her wardrobe door wasn’t as entertaining as it would have been if she saw it on her body when she made her way down the stairwell. Isobel had always hated being the center of attention, but she couldn’t deny that she loved the moments her mother looked at her as if she was the center of her world.
Someone looking at you that way made a feeling of pressure wash over anyone to continue to be the person who deserved to be perceived that way. With a mother that type of love was unconditional, she knew Lora would gaze at her that way for the rest of her days—but with a man that wasn’t guaranteed. So when she looked at Drew whenever his blue eyes fell on her in admiration or simply just to look at her and she saw that familiar twinkle it unnerved her.
She’d been stupid enough to put someone on a pedestal like that once in her life, she knew that she was capable of feeling for someone that intensely. Her last relationship had even taught her someone could mimic that stare that made her feel whole and wanted, but she wasn’t scared of Drew deceiving her, it was that she could do something that didn’t live up to this idea of her he displayed so clearly in his eyes.
She finished doing her makeup and unrolling her hair until a mass of silky curls framed her face while her mother steamed her dress to perfection, and when she finally stepped into the event clad in the white dress that made Lora so happy with a pair of four-inch heels tapping the glossy floors each step, she felt amazing.
Her father, more formally known as Richard Cooper, approached them just as the nice attendant checked her coat, “My, my, my, my don’t my girls look beautiful tonight.”
He smoothly kissed their hands before gently grasping and lifting them up to twirl her and her mother around. Lora was wearing an elegant and dazzling, black gown that gracefully flowed down her body and showed off her bronzed shoulders. Richard always looked at Isobel with great esteem from when she was an impressionable little to girl to now as a well-rounded young adult. That look had always made her feel special and seen, it was different than how she felt with her mother. The difference wasn’t major, but it was something she took note of as she got older. She’d never met anyone else like her father and there would never be another man that could come close.
She loved the feeling of being around family, the only word to describe that feeling that would encapsulate it would be that it felt like home. It was something she could only hope to find in a lover. She knew it was out there somewhere, but she also knew that it was possible to find that feeling in the wrong places.
She stood aside when he turned to give his full attention to his wife, wrapping his big, burly arms around her as they took each other in. Isobel admired her parents for about a minute before her eyes began to wander around the crowded ballroom looking for one man in particular.
“Isobel you look stunning this evening.” The voice sounded like Drew’s but this one was deeper and well seasoned with age. She twisted around on her feet to face Charles Starkey, her father’s business partner and Drew’s father. A smile she could never seem to fight when it came to him broke onto her lips.
She said she’d never met another man that could compare to all that her father was, but Charles came pretty close, “Thank you, Chuck, that means a lot coming from the fashion police.”
When she was in high school Charles would be at the house on occasion working with her dad and whenever Isobel would go out with friends he would be sitting with her father downstairs chiming in as he taunted her about her choice of dress. Richard would never tell Isobel what she could and couldn’t wear, but always made sure to share his opinion. It became an ongoing joke between the three and even at the age of twenty-two they still acted as if they needed to give her outfits their stamp of approval.
“Hey you know I always have your best interest,” his words trailed as his attention seemed to veer off onto something behind her, when his eyes settled in one general direction he spoke again, “Remember when I used to tell you no boy would ever be good enough for you? Don’t you ever forget it.”
Charles was still looking past her until Richard called him over and he sauntered off without another word. For such a short interaction it left her feeling slightly perturbed, and when she turned to look behind her there was Drew. His face contorted in deep thought with his eyes trained on his father and Chandler standing beside him running his mouth.
His glare was cold, she felt it in the first second his gaze slid to meet her brown eyes then in a blink they warmed. The grey suit on his body did wonders for her imagination especially since he’d been clad in it when he was pressed against her. Isobel has seen Drew in a suit more times than she could remember, but now this was the best he’d ever looked—he looked like a man. His muscles bulged in his sleeves, and his slacks hugged his thighs in the most delicious way that made her want to run her hands up the expanse of them.
Just looking at him brought all there intimate moments to the forefront of her mind, making her dress feel tight on her skin.
Drew felt paralyzed as if his feet were glued to the polished floors. His father’s glare always had the ability to pin him in place from a young age, it was the sharp edge that was always there reminding Drew he was also in the know—that he could sense something was different. And even with his eyes now on the girl who made him feel invincible like he could prove he was good enough, he still fell static.
She watched him for awhile before strutting over in those heels she loved to wear, they made her legs look like they could go on forever. He quickly assessed her, noting the wrinkles he’d caused in the fabric of her dress were no longer corrupting the flow of the material—but the memory stained the dress with the little sounds she made, how she perfectly she fit against his body, and the things she always divulged whenever he touched her.
You just make me want to be bad.
Isobel’s words while they were in that compromising position went straight to his dick. He’d never wanted another woman as much as her, his body fed off her every movement and word, anticipating the moment he could get closer to her—physically and mentally.
Then the unintended implications of her statement settled as it replayed in his head. She was the good girl that they both knew he shouldn’t be touching, the guy who could break her heart again cause that’s what he did with other girls. Drew liked the forbidden aspect of the relationship, he also didn’t mind keeping it a secret between the two, but hearing her verbalize her want for him in that light unsettled him.
Because despite the secrecy, what he had with Isobel was pure and good—that’s what he wanted to remember the start of Isobel and Drew as.
“Chandler go get Isobel a drink.” Drew ordered when Isobel finally stopped in front of them with a smile, though a look of confusion consumed her features when he spoke.
Chandler’s enamored eyes moved away from Isobel’s dazzling appearance, “Dude, she’s not drinking-“
“Get her a water.” He cut his brother off already knowing the excuse he was about to give, squeezing his shoulder tightly, he’d done this as long as he could remember when he wanted Chandler to do something, and it worked for the most part.
He exhaled dramatically before rolling his eyes and walking off, grumbling profanities under his breathe. “Drew I’m not thirsty.” Isobel giggled, she’d always found their brotherly back and forth to be amusing.
“I know I’m just prepping you in case you decide to indulge.” He smiled as he got lost in her beauty, but he really just wanted a moment alone. Her nose scrunched at him poking fun at her low drinking tolerance before she let a smile form on her lips and rolled those beautiful dark eyes.
“Stop teasing me, Drew.” She chided with attitude though her cheeks were slightly pink, he loved when Isobel got shy even when they were growing up. Embarrassing and teasing her until that shy smile and blush bloomed on her face was his guilty pleasure and now it just captivated him more.
That reaction was intimate and vulnerable and he longed to see her in the ways she tried to hide from the world.
Drew made Isobel feel warm, she didn’t distinguish the feeling at first because it was overshadowed by racing hormones, but thinking back on all their moments together that consistent feeling of warmth always remained. In such little time she’d become in tune with his moods and body language—so much so that the slightest shift caught her attention—so when his eyes dimmed a fraction her body buzzed with concern.
“What were you and my dad talking about over there?” He sounded tense as if asking the question was a physical struggle.
And in his eyes, that he vividly expressed himself in despite how much he revealed when he talked, the vibrant blue muted to a duller shade. She felt strange about the brief conversation with Charles in the moment, but it hadn’t made her overthink until she saw the look on Drew’s face. “Nothing out of the usual just being the same old over protective, Chuck—Why?”
She wanted to reach out and just touch him, to place her hand on his arm to distract him from whatever was bothering him—but she couldn’t—she’d insisted on that. Drew and his father had a bumpy relationship when he got older, she’d always viewed their little spats as rudimentary, but in this moment it seemed to be so much more.
“It’s nothing, just wondering why he always has to look like an asshole.” Drew mumbled.
Usually she would scold him for calling his father out of name, but it felt justified—especially after this mood he’d just fallen into. It was little things like this she didn’t realize would change, the internal aspects of herself—it was scary to think about the change inside of her that was happening without her knowledge.
“Isobel, I know you don’t like sparkling, so I went and got you a glass out of the kitchen.” Chandler pushed a cup of water that was sloshing around in a clear glass in her direction, his sudden appearance making the both of them jump, “Also Lora wants you to come over and meet someone.”
Drew watched in silence as Isobel’s eyes visibly lit up in appreciation, and he was instantly jealous he wasn’t the one to do that for her, “You’re such a kiss ass, Chandler.” He insulted as she walked away after giving his little brother a hug that left him swooning.
Part of him envied the way Chandler got to parade his fondness for Isobel so openly and how it was viewed in such an innocent light.
That damn dress could very well be the death of him, but in truth anything she wore could send his eyes boggling, it was her beautiful body that made every single thing she wore sin. Even seeing her in an apron had him on edge just a night ago.
The group of people she approached consisted of Lora, Catherine, and another woman with a younger man who looked to be her son from the similarities he could observe from across the room.
“That’s definitely a set up.” Chandler said smugly while also staring over in her direction as she shook the unknown woman’s hand. Drew’s words caught in his throat the next second when the man who looked about the same age as them pulled Isobel into a hug. Isobel stiffly obliged as he watched one of her arms wrap hesitantly around his torso, but his hands were anything but modest taking the opportunity to place both hands on her waist. “What do you mean?” He asked without looking away but to his relief the hug was short, with Isobel being the first to pull away.
“Come on don’t be delusional, Brother.” Chandler sighed and clasped his hand on his shoulder as if he was consoling him.
But he needed to be delusional in this moment because if he entertained the idea of anyone thinking they could have Isobel in anyway he would march over there and ruin the entire evening. It had always been hard for Drew to accept the idea of her with another man, before it may have been him being protective but the feeling was so familiar he just may have been being unknowingly possessive over her.
Now he wanted every part of her to be his even if it was just merely her attention, he wanted her mom to know that she didn’t have to set her up because she already belonged to him—he just wanted to be a fucking consideration in their heads.
His nails pierced into his palms as his left hand tightened into fists while his other squeezed the base of the glass tumbler resting in it at the sight of the guy leading Isobel over to a vacant table. Mystery man’s movements were labored and slowed like something was impairing him from moving coherently.
They talked for a while and Drew watched, staring bullet holes into the side of the man’s head so intensely he was surprised he couldn’t feel his presence. Isobel obviously did as her eyes locked on his glare like a latch, she gave him an eyebrow raise and soft smile, but it did nothing to alleviate his nerves. All he could manage to do was stare back and purse his lips, harshly clenching his jaw in discontent.
Her courter must have noticed she was no longer paying attention and his wavering eyes tried to follow her line of sight but never landed on him—then Drew’s entire body stiffened, watching him round the table and block off her entire body from him. Anxiety swarmed in his gut at not being able to see her, he was now squeezing his cup so tightly it could break into a thousand tiny shards from the pressure until there was one second Drew couldn’t see her and the next he saw her step back as she forcibly yanked her arm away from his grip.
Within his next intake of a breathe he was storming over to her, “Drew, wait!”
He heard his brother voice, but it was useless Drew was going to get to her no matter what chaos ensued. He had tunnel envision, but before he could close in on the two a hand grabbed his shoulders and held him back. He turned to see his father standing beside him, and in a blur Richard rushing over in long strides to shove the man away from his daughter with just one arm movement.
Isobel immediately attached herself herself to her father as he wrapped a protective arm around her, Drew’s body jerked to go to her at the look of distress on her face but his father’s hold restricted him. He looked over to Charles again but this glance halted any further struggling. His face held an indifferent look, but in there somewhere in those blue eyes he’d passed down to him there was pride and understanding.
And for the first time in years, in his father’s embrace, under his heavy gaze, Drew exhaled.
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
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SEVIPER TETRA‼️‼️
(+a size comparison drawing)
Unstructured un edited hand made blorbo design ramblings under the cut if you don’t give a shit about these losers keep going
Okay so first I want to talk about Jester and Tetra’s normal designs and why I find them so appealing and all the little things I like abt it because I’m the only one who’s probably going to ever ask for it. Well me ask and you shall receive
Jester:
Jester was the first character of the two to be made, but he came way after Trix. The two shared more design similarities early on, though they both do still share a lot of similarities. Maybe I’ll talk about that one day. Hm.
Anyway. Jester’s clown like appearance is due to his desire to not be taken seriously. Jester is a firm believer in the idea of Jester’s Privilege, which is the idea that jesters are able to talk freely and mock people on account of being a jester. Jester (whose “real” name is Jay. Btw. Because it takes up identities that have names starting with J. Just wanted to finally put this info out into the world) doesn’t want to be taken seriously, because he sees himself as a mockery of both the human and Pokémon worlds. He’s torn between the two, unable to fit in either. This is also because it doesn’t want to take himself or his problems seriously but whateva
The rest of his design is more. Hm. Practical probably isn’t the word but idk what is. His hair is long and covers his eye because 1, its eye on that side was removed and it makes his life harder if people see it, and 2, because he doesn’t care to cut it. The sweater is an old gift from Wade, and it wears it so often because it’s one of the few high quality (not ripped) pieces of clothing he has. The pants are brown to hide dirt so he doesn’t have to wash them as often. Things like that.
The only part of its appearance that Jester puts any effort into (besides the clown makeup and collar) is painting his nails. Jester’s nails are very important to it, since a Zangoose’s claws are its strongest weapon. This mostly manifests in the form of manicures.
Tetra:
When I tell you I’m pretty sure Tetra beamed his design into my brain you have got to believe me. I was sitting in the car listening to the mochi madness theme and then BOOM. Twink in my mind.
The most obvious parts of Tetra’s designs are the poison aspects. Tetra has a pretty clear poison motif, from the literal drip that is his sweater, to the toxic chains coming from his head, to the little Pecharunt collar.
But that’s it. He’s just poison, not a specific Pokémon. Jester’s design is (at least partially) based around Zangoose, but aside from the Pecharunt influences, there’s no clear Pokémon theme. That would be thanks to the fact that years of being mind controlled by Pecharunt’s brain poison has left him fairly devoid of identity. Tetra is more the idea of a person who once existed then any real person who still exists.
That’s also partially communicated through the fact that he’s a literal corpse! Yeah there’s a reason he’s that fucking pale, it’s cause he’s dead. Tetra, like the loyal three, ALSO died on the night Ogerpon attacked. But, with Pecharunt’s return, his body “healed” itself. Tetra is still very dead though (I could also talk at length about what I think Pecharunt’s poison can do but it already late and this is long as fuck).
This is a small thing but, before I decided to make them a thing neither of them really had canon heights? But ever since I did I knew Tetra had to be taller then Jester. It just feels right
SEVIPER TETRA:
Alright here’s the main event. I feel like it’s pretty obvious why I made the a design where Tetra finally gets a Pokémon influence and made it Seviper. But why shiny Seviper? You could argue that regular Seviper fits Tetra’s color scheme better.
Uh the reason is I think its cooler and more badass and I like how it brings out details of his design that are more subtle when he’s normal style
The original purple of his toxic chains, toxic stitches, and hell even his choker, all made it pretty clear that this was poison, but it looked like parts growing off him, not as much part of him. Now that it’s pink, it’s more obvious that this is his blood! Yep, the poison in Tetra’s body is the only thing keeping him alive. Without it, Tetra would probably just disintegrate into a bone heap.
Tetra’s eyes, which were originally yellow to match the loyal trio, now reveal their true color. His eyes have always actually been purple. He’s always been under Pecharunt’s influence, even when it isn’t there to directly control his actions. The whites of his eyes are also bloodshot now cause I think it looks cool
I’ve added a (admittedly very light) skeleton motif as well, by trying to make the triangles on Seviper look like rib bones, and modifying the ends of his toxic chains for look more like skulls. I’ve also tinted his skin slightly green, to add more to that undead aspect.
Now why did I do this? Well I got the idea for an animatic and part of it is Jester having a nightmare about Seviper Tetra because Jester has been chasing a group of people he calls his Sevipers for years because of something they did to someone he cares about, but now that the something is directly happening to it (and he doesn’t care about itself) he cannot bring himself to stop Tetra’s mistreating of him. And also because it makes Tetra hotter
Anyway thanks for reading all this if anyone will good NIGHT
#pokemon oc#oc:Tetra#oc:Jester#poison point shipping#<doesn’t really talk about their relationship but it talks at length about both of them sooo#mayonaisalspray creates
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INTERTWINED (Spidermen!ENHA)
CHARACTER INTRODUCTIONS ONE:
SERIES MOODBOARDS
DISCLAIMER:
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THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, STRICTLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES.
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NOT PROOF READ: Apologies for any grammatical errors, my loves!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Y/N and ENHA maknaes have shorter backgrounds compared to hyung line since their spider-men/woman journerys are just beginning. Also note that maknae line don't have their spider powers (yet) because they develop it in series.
PROFILE ONE:
NAME: Y/N L/N
AGE: 20
ALIAS(ES): Madame Webb,
SUPER POWER(S): Clairvoyance, Prescience, Astral Projection, Telepathy, Cybernetic Linking,
BACKGROUND:
Born in the Aokigahara Forest in Japan. Her mother died in childbirth. She was flown back to New York shortly after her birth and put into foster care.
Her mother was in Aokigahara Forest researching a rare spider species. Has no knowledge about her father or other relatives.
She is a paramedic. Very good work friends with Choi Soobin.
Lives in the same apartment building as Sunoo.
Saved Jungwon's step mom from car accident.
Almost ran Niki over with ambulance.
PROFILE TWO:
NAME: Yang Jungwon
DOB/AGE: 16
ALIAS(ES): Arachne, Spider-Boy
SUPER POWER(S): Psionic Webbing and Vibration, Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Speed, Superhuman Reflexes and Increased Stamina, Wall Crawling, Agility, Fast Healing/Regeneration, Precognitive Spider Senses
SUIT(S): Jungwon has two versions. His Arachne suit is black with white detailing forming a spider at his torso. He wears a black mask with a chin strap that covers his eyes. He wears his Arachne suit when he's on his Earth or soloing. He wears his second suit when he's with the guys and Y/N. It's more of his traveling suit, when he's jumping into different universes.
WEAPONS: N/A
BACKGROUND:
Parents are divorced. After the divorce, Jungwon moved across the country with his mom and his dad remarried. Due to unfortunate circumstances, Jungwon was forced to move back in with his dad, and his new family. His dad doesn't pay much attention to him, pretends Jungwon doesn't exists and gives his love and attention to his new family.
A Junior in High school.
Intelligent, kind hearted, and caring. Shy and known to be a bit of a goody two shoes.
Jungwon level headed. He prefers to deal with conflict and prevent tension as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Has the natural qualities of an amazing leader though he may not see it yet!
Does his best to keep Sunoo and Niki from bickering.
PROFILE THREE:
NAME: Kim Sunoo
DOB/AGE: 16
ALIAS(ES): N/A
SUPER POWER(S): Organic Web generation, Camouflage, Skeletal Flexibility, Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Speed, Venom Blast, Wall Crawling, Superhuman Reflexes and Durability and Stamina, Fast Healing/Regeneration, Agility, Precognitive Spider Senses
SUIT(S): Sunoo also has two suits. His original suit is black with metalic grey detailing . He also wears a mask that covers his eyes. He wears this suit on his earth when he, Niki, and Jungwon are patrolling. His second suit, he wears when he's traveling to different universes with everyone else.
WEAPONS: Spider-Like Bolas (grappling hooks with sharp discs)
BACKGROUND:
Lives in the same apartment complex as Y/N, with his mom.
Is very smart- a bit of a science (physics) nerd.
Is very assertive and head strong. Does not like being pushed around or walked over.
Very hard working and is academically inclined/ambitious.
Witty and quick on his feet.
Bickers a lot with Niki.
PROFILE FOUR:
NAME: Nishimura Riki (Niki)
DOB/AGE: 16
ALIAS(ES):
SUPER POWER(S): Psychic Spider-Legs, Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Speed, Venom Blast, Wall Crawling, Flight, Superhuman Reflexes and Durability and Stamina, Fast Healing/Regeneration, Agility, Precognitive Spider Senses
SUIT(S): Niki has two suits. His original suit, that he also wears in his earth only is, blue with red detailing . He wears a red eye mask with goggle plastic to protect his eyes. Of course, his second suit is also a universe traveling suit and it is black and dark purple.
WEAPONS: N/A... (one time he used his skate board to knock out a bank robber once... it broke in half... he was sad)
BACKGROUND:
Rich kid.
His parents are very well off, his dad is a very successful and wealthy businessman. His parents are always traveling out of the country. He is often home alone... or with his housekeeper...
His parents have places on the Upper East and West Side. along with houses in other parts of the country and world.
A bit spoiled and a menace. Stubborn too.
Is very much a soft and caring boy though.
Very curious, a little too much for his own good.
Bickers with Sunoo, is usually the one who instigates the bickering.
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List of Car Care Products
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1. Sponge Polishing Pad
2. Masking Tape
Masking tape is an essential product when you’re working on detailed areas of your car. It protects surfaces like trim, glass, and rubber seals from unwanted polish, paint, or other treatments. A good quality masking tape adheres well without leaving residue, making it easy to achieve clean, sharp lines.
3. Pre-Taped Craft Paper
Pre-taped craft paper is a convenient tool for protecting large areas of your car during detailing or painting. This product combines masking tape with craft paper, allowing you to quickly cover and protect areas like windows, tires, or sections of the car body from overspray or debris. Its dual functionality saves time by eliminating the need for separate masking tape and paper, streamlining the preparation process.
4. White Masking Paper
White masking paper is another protective tool used during detailing or painting. Unlike craft paper, which is typically brown, white masking paper provides a clean, professional appearance and is less likely to leave marks on light-colored surfaces. This makes it especially suitable for use on cars with lighter paint colors, as it minimizes the risk of discoloration or staining. Its smooth surface ensures that no fibers or residue transfer to your vehicle, maintaining a pristine finish. White masking paper is ideal for covering and protecting various parts of your car during more delicate tasks, such as applying clear coats or fine detailing.
5. Masking Film
Masking film covers and protects large areas of your car from overspray, dust, and other contaminants. This lightweight product clings to the car’s surface, ensuring it stays in place while you work. Masking film is especially useful when painting or applying treatments that could affect other parts of the vehicle. Its ease of application and removal make it a convenient choice for both DIY and professional detailers. Additionally, it helps maintain a clean work environment by preventing unwanted debris from settling on protected areas.
6. Black Color Sticker Type
The black color sticker type is a versatile product often used for detailing work. These stickers can be used to add accents, cover imperfections, or create custom designs on your car’s body. They’re easy to apply and remove, making them a great option for temporary or permanent customization.
Conclusion
Taking care of your car goes beyond regular maintenance; it requires using the right car care products to protect and enhance its appearance.
By incorporating a list of car care products like sponge polishing pads, masking tape, pre-taped craft paper, white masking paper, masking film, and black color sticker types into your routine, you can achieve a flawless, professional finish. These tools play a crucial role in various stages of car detailing, from protecting surfaces to adding the final touches. Investing in these products ensures that your vehicle not only looks and feels like new but also stays protected and well-maintained for years to come.
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A Comprehensive Guide to Purchasing Car Parts Online: Tips and Tricks
The convenience and low cost of purchasing auto components online have made this vehicle maintenance and repair method a popular choice among modern car owners. But finding your way around the enormous internet marketplace for auto parts can be challenging. This post will give you some basic pointers when you purchase car parts online.
Know Your Vehicle's Details
Get to know your vehicle inside and out before you begin searching to purchase car parts online. The year, model, manufacturer, and kind of engine are all part of this. The search filters of many online car parts suppliers require this information to match you with the relevant items. Additionally helpful is having your vehicle's identification number (VIN) on hand, as it records your vehicle's detailed specs.
Research and Compare Retailers
Online stores offering auto parts are plentiful, and you may find a wide variety of brands, pricing, and levels of customer care at each one. It's a good idea to check out several sites to compare pricing and read reviews from other customers. You may learn much about a store's credibility and trustworthiness by checking with the Better Business Bureau.
Get to Know the Parts' Details and Their Quality
You can't just purchase car parts online. Although they tend to be pricier, OEM (Original Equipment Manufacturer) parts manufactured by the car's maker ensure a flawless fit and optimal performance. Different manufacturers create aftermarket parts, meaning their quality and price points can differ. Some aftermarket components are high quality, and some must be up to scratch. Ensure you get a high-quality part by checking its specs and reading reviews.
Check for Compatibility
Verifying the part's compatibility with your vehicle is an essential first step when you purchase car parts online. Verify the part number matches your car's specifications. Even though compatibility checkers are available at many internet retailers, it's wise to check with your owner's handbook or a mechanic, just in case.
Find the Return Policy and Warranties
For added peace of mind and protection against flaws, look for warranties on parts sold by reputable online sellers. Be sure to read the return policy thoroughly before buying anything. A reasonable return policy is of the utmost importance in the event that you receive a damaged or incorrectly ordered part. Know that there may be a restocking fee and certain return conditions.
Think About How Much and How Long It Will Take to Ship
There is a wide range of stores regarding shipping charges and delivery dates. Even if you find a lower price on a part, you might not be able to justify the high shipping costs if certain companies provide free shipping above a particular threshold. You should also consider the delivery time, mainly if the part is an emergency when you purchase car parts online. You can get fast shipping choices from several stores for a little extra money.
Conclusion
When you learn about your options and adhere to these guidelines, buying auto parts online may be a practical and economical choice. For a good purchase, it's important to know your vehicle's characteristics, compare vendors, grasp part specs, and check for warranties and return policies. By using these tactics to keep your car in top shape, you may avoid the trouble of going to a brick-and-mortar store.
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Where can I find the best Car PPF Coating services in Ghaziabad?
Wheelers Detailer is a trusted name for car PPF coating services in Ghaziabad. Since 2018, we’ve been offering top-quality paint protection with industry-leading brands like 3M and Garware. Our skilled and experienced team ensures your car gets the best care, making us the go-to choice for car enthusiasts.
If you’re searching for the best Car PPF services in Ghaziabad, look no further. We make premium paint protection accessible with products designed to keep your car looking new. Whether it's 3M PPF, ceramic coatings, or protective treatments, we've got you covered.
At Wheelers Detailer, we specialize in providing high-quality PPF installations, maintenance, and removal services. Our expert technicians ensure that your car's paint is shielded from scratches, chips, and daily wear and tear with precision and care. If you're looking for "car PPF near me" or "Paint protection film coating in ghaziabad," our services are reliable and highly recommended.
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Today's review: Studio Series Gamer Edition Bumblebee!
This is the only figure from this line I actually wanted. It not only is a new take on the original (now very creaky and chipped) deluxe figure from 2010 but it is the only one of these new Studio Series takes that, so far, isn't a downgrade. Optimus has some good qualities but as many bad, whereas the original toy just needs an axe and its golden!
But onto Bumblebee. This toy has an amazing amount of sculpted detail across it and a decent amount of paint apps too. The vehicle mode holds steady and looks closer to the game vehicle than the original figure did, but the original was based on concept art after all. The vehicle mode can store all 3 weapons. The sword is really the only one out of place as when you had a weapon in game you could deploy it in vehicle hover mode so, for once, the exposed weapon on the hood is accurate!
Transformation is nifty, but do take care. I've already and broken and stressed 2 tabs because this thing REALLY wants to stay together as tight as possible. But when in robot mode you are left with a figure that is as close as I think we'll ever get to the mass shifting screen model.
Now, for this there needed to be a pay off somewhere. The old figure opted for a hefty, chunky, heavy backpack and inaccurate kibble on the arms. This one has opted for game accurate arms, backpack and legs in favour of a pot belly I shall dub 'oh lawd he comin!' Given the consensus online among fans I'm not the only one to think he looks like a Halloween car costume. That said he is really articulate and poses very well.
Plus he comes with a plethora of accessories! Unlike the... thing you got with the original this figure has his neutron blaster from the game, a plasma gun and his sword. The plasma gun is one I always remember favouring for its long distance shot and high power, but it was slow to reload if I recall. All three accessories are easily swapped out and can be used with any of the other Gamer Edition figures.
I used the last 5 photos to replicate some stills from the game's trailer and his concept pose.
I give Bumblebee 8/10 - If you'd prefer this figure as a different character then wait for the inevitable Cliffjumper to follow!
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No matter where you wear it, don't be embarrassed
Make up your sedan to look like formal wear
I often have the opportunity to interview users about their cars, and when I get 10 people together, one of them always says something. That is what ``simple is best''. It's true that a car that looks neat and organized is cool. However, if you make one mistake with this simple finishing method, it can end up on the same level as ``almost normal.'' If you don't proceed with the dress-up process with great care, it will turn out to be quite unbelievable.
So, how can Y32/33 be tailored so that it can be called "simple is best"? The first thing I want to think about is installing aero parts that take advantage of the normal body lines, lowering the car just the right amount, and installing a muffler set that doesn't have a large diameter but has a good sound. It is important to aim for a form that the average old man would not notice, but that would be immediately noticed by someone in the know. If you pay close attention to the quality of the details and achieve a fit that is better than the genuine parts, you should be able to get a really good fit. However, we must not forget an even more important point. That's what we call wheel choice. No matter how simple you try to make the decision, if you use bulky wheels, the overall balance will be disrupted.
This Varden Sport Schwarz is a basic wheel with a rough mesh one-piece structure, so it doesn't make a strong statement about its presence. However, when you set it on the Y32/33, you will notice that the overall shape is tighter. This is because this wheel is from SSR, which has a large lineup of wheels for competition use. Thanks to our unique SSF (semi-molten forging) process, the shape achieves a high level of balance between lightness and strength, and is truly a piece of functional beauty.
Because you can honestly feel the power that only the real thing has, you can create a natural impact from your feet that is not forced. Available only in silver, the rim has a diamond-cut finish. The rim and center cap bracelets are coordinated, giving it a luxurious feel. It is truly a wheel for adults, with high functionality wrapped in a veil of chic.
Message from the manufacturer
The delicate shape was possible because of the SSF manufacturing method.
When we were thinking of making wheels for sedans, the key words were a fusion of formal, gentle, and elegance. Therefore, we adopted this rough mesh design with 10 intersections, and the spokes are gently curved. This shape was possible because of the SSF (semi-molten forging method), and if it had been made normally, it would not have been this sharp. We have always been good at sports wheels, so their functional quality, such as strength and lightness, is outstanding. The lineup includes 17-inch and 18-inch models, so if you are a Y32/33 owner, I think you can get a sports-chic look.
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