#i cant stop making stock market jokes

[cc-horan28]

[sachiko1309]

I belong to you

Summary: After Aubrey had dealt with her past and finally freed herself from her abusive father, Carlisle made sure to spoil her rotten, buying her a whole island in her name. A new beginning for the couple celebrated with inaugurating their new bed...

This is a part of a story I write on Wattpad (its also finished), as I am conviced this man needs more attention. Its called "Save Haven". Feel free to hop over, my account name is in my description. 🥰

Word count: 3457

Warnings: smut, daddy kink, dirty talk (a lot of it), rough, Dom Carlisle, sub reader, Minors DNI! this contains adult content!

He walked us through the house, but I was way to occupied with him and my feelings than to look thoroughly. There would be time a different day. When he stopped walking, he slowly set me down on the floor. I let go of him, watching his face through my tearstained lashes, a smile spreading over my lips. “Not to sound like I am not appreciating your gift, but why?” I asked, my voice still shaky from the crying. Carlisle shrugged his shoulders: “I wanted to make you happy.”

“You don’t need to throw away that much money, to make me happy.” I scolded him. “This is way too much. I cant take that gift. Its… how am I ever supposed to make it up to you?”

“Its not enough.” Carlisle held his ground. “You are here with me. Spending your time with me. You even considered giving up your mortality to stay with me. That’s more than I could have ever dreamed to have, more than I am even entitled to asked for. And still, I have it. This is nothing compared to the things you already gave me.”

“Its expensive! And I want to stay with you, because I love you, not because of your money. How are you even able to afford all of this? I mean, I know you are rich, but that’s clearly another level of rich.” I tried to argue, searching for reasons to talk some sense into him. But my statement seemed to do nothing more than make him laugh: “And I am very grateful that you choose me because of who I am and not what I am.” He said giving my forehead a kiss. “This is not expensive at all. Do you even know how rich I am? I have been working as a doctor for over 200 years. In the beginning I worked in two hospitals one dayshift one nightshift. There is a lot of money that starts to collect itself. More than I could ever spend. And after Alice joined us, trading on the stock market became another source of income. So please let me spoil you. It’s the least I can do.”

I just huffed, trying to retort something, but he just put a finger on my lips. “No arguing anymore. Remember what I told you on our first date?”

“That you are old school?” I asked, raising a brow in confusion.

“Exactly. And what did Bella suggest if the towns gossip would push you out of your work?” He kept on asking without giving me an explanation.

“To become your sugar babe? That was a joke, Carlisle. You cant just…” I was again interrupted. “I can and I will. I am going to be your very old school, very rich and good looking sugar daddy.” With that he simply pressed his lips against mine, ridding me of every chance of arguing back.

“God, how I missed doing that all day.” He mumbled into my hair and I instantly relaxed against his chest, taking in his masculine scent of books and smoke.

Carlisle immediately picked me up again and pressed me against the wall. Out of reflex, I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto his shoulders. He narrowed his eyes, as desire slowly pushed itself to the front. I swallowed and looked up at him, at those beautiful golden eyes that had grown dark with need. When I ran my tongue over my lips, I heard him groan. "And?" I asked, his strong reaction towards my lust making me cocky, heat pooling in my stomach. "What else did you miss?"

He dipped his head, his lips just above my collar bone. "You." He whispered. Cold breaths fanning over my skin made me close my eyes and whimper out in lust, goosebumps rising all over my skin. "I want you." He repeated, his voice a low growl against my skin.

I swallowed hard, as he pressed up against me, the feeling of his hard cock straining against his pants making my breathing go rigid. His hands let go of my waist; his lips skimming up to my ear. A sound rose from the back of my throat, something that felt like a purr. Warmth and desire washed over me again, and I grabbed onto Carlisle collar, saying: “Please, daddy.”

He pulled back, his jaw clenched, his eyes burning with passion. After the next inhale, his lips crushed onto mine. I was pulled into a darkened tunnel of desire. His kisses were deep, drugging me senseless. His tongue, all cold and icy, luscious, and sinful, licked and probed its way into the warmth of my mouth. Whimpering helplessly, I looped my arms around his neck. My body already throbbing and aching, arousal pooling between my thighs, and he had just started kissing me.

There was no need to be hurried. His mouth devoured mine, leaving me breathless, and him oblivious to me working frantically on his clothes. “Slowly, little girl.” He groaned when he felt his vest coming undone. “Slowly.”

Carlisle grabbed my wrists to stop me. “Slowly.” He pulled away just enough, his mouth barely hovering over my lips. “Let’s make tonight count, hmmm?” His eyes had grown dark and dangerous. “How…” I started, but his cold breath fanning over my skin made reel up in need. He was able to make me go weak in the knees just by the way he touched me, and he knew it. “How slow are we talking about?” I was finally able to press out.

“Very slow.” He whispered before dragging my face in for a kiss. “So slow…” He savored the lusciousness of his words. “…that by the time I’m done with you, you won't have an ounce of strength left in that beautiful body of yours.” He wore a wicked grin on his face, walking us over to the sofa in front of the fireplace that was set on the light stone wall across the bed. He gently laid me down, hovering over me before pressing a searing kiss to my cheek, just as gentle as when he laid me down.

“I’m gonna eat your pretty little pussy, kitty.” He gingerly kissed me, fiddling with the strings of my dress. I was stunned at his sudden change in demeanor. Normally he was very careful of the others hearing our interactions. But it seemed the more time we spent together, the bolder he got. Finally, able to loosen my dress enough, he shuffled it up my body, pulling it over my head.

“Fuck.” he breathed. “Feels like you’re trying to kill me already, love.” Keeping his place between my legs, his arms trailed up my chest, playing with my tits. “So fucking gorgeous…” Placing my hands on his wrists, encouraging him to continue, I sighed “Daddy…” Head thrown back. I could swear his eyes darkened by four shades, swallowing his pretty golden hues into the abyss of his lust.

Moving from his place between my legs to help me remove my underwear in one swift motion, quickly getting right back to business as soon as he was able to. Once he was settled back between my thighs again, I could feel his hands gripping them tightly. “Such a pretty pussy you’ve got here, little one.” His face was so close to my center, his breath fanned against my skin with every word he said. “Can’t believe you’ve kept it from me for so long.” Littering my thighs with kiss after kiss, each time getting closer to my core.

“I haven’t.” I breathed out, my voice audibly shaking at his actions. He just tutted at my words. “I had to wait nearly 400 years for you to step into my life. Only to then see you being abused by another man. Forcing me to sneak around everyone’s back, only to be with you.”

My hands made their way to his hair, gently grasping his hair and tugging to emphasize my need for him. “Please, Carlisle…”

“Please what, little kitty?” He mocked coyly.

“You know what.” My hips began to rise from the sofa, searching for some relief.

“Uh uh.” He moved his head further from where I wanted it the most. “I wanna hear you say it for me.”

“I… can you… I want you to eat me out, please?” Squeezing my eyes shut, not being able to look at him, as he finally connected his lips with my center. “Oh my GOD!” His tongue traced my clit lightly, barely giving much stimulation, but even that was enough to make my legs starting to quiver.

While his tongue tracing my clit felt absolutely amazing, nothing prepared me for feeling his tongue tracing along my soaked slit, before delicately prodding inside of me. “Fuck!” I shrieked out, his tongue trailing back to my clit before I felt his finger slowly enter my pussy. He raised his mouth from my center, looking me straight into my eyes. “For Gods sake, how I love this.” His voice was nearly a growl. “That sweet pussy of yours hooked me the moment I had my first taste. And by all what is mighty, I will never stop worshipping it.” I couldn’t help myself but mewl at his words. The way he praised me in his old-fashioned way of speaking turning my bones to water.

He was passionate about pleasing me, humming at my skin. Making sure to wait for me to relax, welcoming the pleasure rather than being surprised by it, before he slowly started to thrust the single digit in and out of my core. I tossed my head back against the pillows at the feeling of his long fingers reaching parts of me that I could never reach myself.

“Fuck!” His finger found the perfect spot inside of me, curling to massage it gently and bringing me closer to the edge. My pussy pulsating in rhythm with his thrusts, the wet and messy sounds of my pleasure filling the room. I felt him moan, even more as he brought his free hand up my chest, pinching and pulling my nipple before switching to the neglected breast, simultaneously adding a second finger. 

I cried out for him. “I’m so close, please don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” My back began to arch off the sofa, as his ministrations went on, his fingers pounding into my pussy as his lips continued to suck eagerly at my clit. “Oh my…” I rasped, my voice hoarse and thin. “Daddy!” I yelled, as my orgasm washed over me all the sudden. Riding it out, as he refused to cease his actions on my body until I couldn’t take any more and ha to pull him away.

“I need you.” I said timidly, my gaze on the floor. “I need you inside of me.” But the way he looked at me with those dark eyes and predatory look, made me feel brave and…sexy. Carlisle let out a shaky breath, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I slipped my hand underneath his clothes, gently shoving the fabric down his shoulders. He got the hint, getting up from his knees and undressing himself, making a show for me to watch. His fair skin, scattered with scars from the many fights he had been in, giving his soft appearance a slight hint of roughness, that had me reeling in desire.

"You sound so needy.” He growled, watching me intently as I laid there, spreading my legs for him. "I love it when you are all desperate and riled up for me." He shook his head, a cocky grin appearing on his lips. And I whined at his words. "You are such a slut." He grinned, grabbing me by my neck and pulling me across the sofa to have more space to settle between my legs. But he didn’t. Standing next to me, he looked down with a smirk.

"Do you know what that dress did to me all day?" He asked, his voice a tad gentler. "I should have fucked you when you came down the stairs." A hot shiver ran down my spine and fluttered inside my core. "I would have fucked my cum so deep inside you, until you are a crying mess for everyone to hear. And then I would have had you walk back down. Nothing more than a ripped dress covering you, barely doing anything to keep your modesty, all while my cum runs down your thigh."

I winced at his word, closing my legs in embarrassment. Did he really mean that? "Carlisle…" I started, "…that’s…" I was cut off with a loud moan pushing through my lips as he inserted two fingers. His fingers curled once more, and with it, my toes. "This pussy belongs to me." He pumped his fingers inside of me, slowly crawling on top of me. "Your pussy belongs to me. And I will have it whenever I want it."

Without a warning, his fingers abandoned my needy core, his cock taking their place. The thickness stretching me out, as the head of his penis pressed against my puffy walls. He pulled out quickly, then bottomed out once more. His hands gripped my hips in a bruising hold, his thrusts just as rough. I cried out each time he filled me up. It was too much, but not enough at the same time. He had never fucked me like this before, without preparing me with his fingers thoroughly, but I relished in it. Relished in the way his balls slapped against me with a wet snap. Relished in the way he made a mess of me; my wetness being smeared around between us.

"I belong to you." I whimpered, back arching and hands gripping his biceps, as my nails failed to dig into his skin. Carlisles thrusts faltered and he finally looked at me. He pulled me flush to his chest, my bare breasts against him. Gripping my chin and looking deep into my eyes. "Say it again."

"I'm yours, Daddy. Forever." I repeated, my voice slightly muffled by his fingers gripping my chin hard. Picking up his pace again, he let go of my face, grabbing both of my hands and burying them beneath his fingers.

Like a ravenous predator, his eyes meet mine. A pleasure visible inside of them, that was beyond my wildest dreams, the high I so desperately yearned for just a tad too far to reach. “Please.” I whimpered, finally completely pushed over the edge and into submission. His previously slow pace got replaced by a more moderate one that had me gasping for air. The searing heat returning, yet this time it was more than welcomed, much like his cock, leaving not a spot untouched in its way.

“Daddy…” I whispered, not able to do much more than moan or plead his name. My head hung back, lips parted and back arching as I gave myself into his hands. Soon my moans were accompanied by his groans, showing how much this affected him as well. It was the sound of his voice, growling my name followed by a string of curses, that dragged me towards my release in fast steps.

“Carlisle, please…” I breathed out, loud enough to catch his attention. “More…” Arching my back, to press myself against his chest, unable to fight his strong hold that held me in place as he pounded into me mercilessly.  “M-More, please” I rasped.

His response was letting go of one hand and grabbing ahold of my hips, as he kept on driving himself in as deep as possible, knocking the air straight out of my lungs, leaving me clutching onto his shoulder and hand. “It’s as if you are trying to send me over the edge just by looking at me.” His voice was low, unsteady. A mere shadow of its usual self. “My pretty little girl, so eager to be ruined.” I was unable to even process his words. All I could sense was him, so I shrieked, when he let go of me and roughly manhandled my legs upwards.

With knees now brought to my chest, I could do nothing but claw at the pillows, as his strong hold kept me in place. The feeling of his cock more prominent than ever, as blind spots were slowly taking over my vision.

“Carlisle!” I yelped, but my train of thought got interrupted by another thrust.

“This is what you requested, is it not?” He growled. A mewl ripped from my throat, a series of pants and gasps filling the room before my jaw was in his grasp once more; forcing my gaze upon him. “It is what you begged me for. To give you more, is it not?” He repeated.

Not being able to do much more than gape, I parted my lips, staring into golden hues now wild and firm, boring into my soul. Even though I stared at him, I could not focus on anything, all my attention on the snapping of his hips, the feeling of his tip touching that one bundle of nerves that made me cry out in desperation. “Th-There - There!”

My words were jumbled and slurred; my brain drunk from the bliss overtaking my body one tidal wave after another. I bucked my hips, frantic for that sensation to grow stronger. “Here?’’ He drove into my core again, prompting my eyes to fall back into my head. The only word I was able to say being his name and hushed pleads, interrupted by countless gasps, and mewls.

A familiar feeling started to rise within the pit of my stomach, sending all my senses into overload. It was blistering, devastating, and I was unsure how much longer I could hold on. With Carlisles fingers now capturing my clit between his thumb and forefinger, combined with the icy heat of his kisses on my neck and shoulder, it was beyond what I could have ever asked for.

Searing, hot, like a rapid, undying fire my body started burning. With eyes barely opening I tried to warn him, yet my core did it for me. Walls clamping down, earning a curse from him, as fresh marks now stained the skin of my hips.

“C-Can’t - I can’t.” I cried out, but he cut me off with his lips, dragging me into a kiss full of passion. Hunger, vigor, intense and demanding, that’s what crossed my mind as he kissed me. “Come, my love.” His voice almost drowning in the hurdled cry that left my mouth after he parted from the kiss. “Come for me.”

It was all I needed to hear, to finally shatter around him. My vision turning blurry, as a violent jerk overtook my body, all the nerves tensed and contracted in pure bliss. It was blinding and fierce, and in a fervid moment, I arched my back, finally releasing the blistering heat inside of my body with a cry of his name. Surely heard by everyone in this house.

Trembling, that was all I could do. My frame hit the sheets, head spinning, as I was gasping for air. And I barely even noticed Carlisle being brought to his own release a shuddering growl of my name falling from his lips. The once fervent snaps melting into nothing but a few bucks until he steadily came to a stop.

Once more, my swollen lips were captured by his own, slower, gentler this time, but still as passionate as ever. Unable to come up with much resistance, I merely hummed and leaned into him; sighing as his length retreated from my core, leaving behind an empty feeling.

It took a moment for him to gather his composure, but soon he got up, he was making a run for the bathroom to get a towel to clean me up. At least that’s what I assumed; my head still too fogged up to really comprehend anything beyond the tingly feeling inside my body. Within seconds, he was back, kissing every part of my body he could reach while cleaning me up. “Rest.” It was a quiet whisper. “You did so well, little one.” He sighed, pressing a peck to my mouth. “But for now, rest.”

I could feel him picking me up and carrying me through the room. The next thing I noticed was being sat down on a soft surface. But when he let go of me, I cried out for him. Immediately his cold hands were back on my body. “Shh, my love. Its alright. Sleep now. I am here.” Closing my eyes, I registered him climbing into the bed as well. Cuddling into his side, I fell asleep, his arms holding me securely in a cold embrace.

[smolcuriouskitten]

Five Firsts (for the drabble meme)

1. Almost holding hands

It was movie night and damn was it awkward. It was one of the first times Rockelle had a guy in such an intimate setting so she was sweating bullets. Thank god she put on alot of deodorant that day. She was sitting on one end of the couch and he was sitting on the other, Rockelle was too awkward to make the first move and Dean didnt want to make her uncomfortable. A bowl of popcorn seperated the two and the movie was getting better and better as it continued. Without paying any attention, they scoot closer to the bowl and reach a hand in to snack on the buttery treat. Their hands touch and they both flinch away, saying a 'sorry' in unison, going back to watching the tv, both too flustered to say anything.

2. Almost saying 'i love you'

A soft sigh left Dean's lips as he plops down on the couch. A long day at Doose's market kicked his ass today so he was exhausted. His phone rang, sure enough it was his girlfriend. Soon to be girlfriend. "Hi my love!" Her voice sang, Dean putting on a goofy smile as he chuckles. "Hi baby. Whats up?" He asks, the tone and sound of his voice thick with exhaustion. "I wanted to call to say that I made you food and I am coming to drop it off! I know you are sleepy so I dont want to ask you to come by! You need the rest." She said, already heading over to his home. "Really? Thank you, I appreciate that! If I didnt know any better, I would think you are trying to win me over with your food." He jokes and she giggles. "Of course I am! I lo-" She started then stopped herself with a thick gulp. No, too soon, way too soon. She covers it with a cough and shakes her head. "You what?" Dean teases, Rockelle gulps thickly. "I love the way I made it today! I tried a new recipe!" She frantically corrects, turning red in the face. "Okay tomato." He laughs and she whines. "Shut up! You cant even see my face!"

3. Almost getting a hug

The night walk was calm. The town was sleeping and the sound of nature filled their ears. The conversation was about little things, Rockelle ranting about her job and Dean fussing about how people couldnt put things back properly. They were close to one another as they walked but their hands were at their sides. Resting by a nearby tree, she slides down and sits on the ground and Dean follows suit. Leaning her back against the tree, she watches the night sky and the stars dancing around in their own ways. Dean admired her beauty from his side, their bodies pressed together but still remaining on their own sides of the tree. Dean reaches over to gently grab her face and Rockelle gasps, spotting something nearby. He flinches, mentally beating himself up at her moving away from him since he thought she didnt want to be touched. Turns out she spotted a rare flower in the nearby bushes and wanted to check it out, washing his worry away. Despite not being able to give her a hug or embrace her, he was happy that she was talking about the flower and its history. He loved learning little blurbs about her, no matter how random they were.

4. Almost getting a kiss

Rockelle knew Dean was having a hard time with work. It was evident with how stressed he was and he wasnt answering her as often as he used too. She decided to do something special for him to try and cheer him up. Bringing a bag of goodies to Doose's, she searches for Dean, finding him stocking shelves in the store. "Dean!" She calls out and he turns to her, with a surprised expression then it washes away once he sees who it is. "Hi Rocky. Im sorry I havent been answering as much I know-" He starts and she interrupts. "No no you are fine! I brought you something! I hope it lifts your spirits a bit!" She said, handing him the bag and he blinks, looking at it as she pushes it towards him, taking it from her. "Thank you...thank you so much. I didnt expect this. I appreciate it, thank you." He said, looking inside of it. It was a few of his favorites, some resses, bbq chips and a few meals that she cooked for him. Damn, she really knew his weaknesses! With a hand resting on her cheek, he looks deeply into her eyes. Oh...oh was this going to be her first kiss?! Oh goodness she didnt prepare! She wasnt dressed correctly or anything! Now shes as red as a tomato with her eyes closed and her lips puckered, then felt his lips kiss at her forehead. She opens her eyes and looks at him, feeling even more flustered at the thought of them kissing so soon. "You are adorable baby. Or should I say cherry." He jokes and Rockelle whines. "That isnt fair! Y-you cant look at me like that and expect me NOT to blush!" She retorts with a little stomp. "I like it when you blush, it makes you even cuter." He rubs his thumb along her cheek and taps her face gently. "I have to get back to work sadly. See you later?" He asks and Rockelle gives a nod with a small huff.

5. Finally it happens! {Smut ahead.}

Ever since they had reached the final base, they both couldnt keep their hands off of each other. It was one of those nights where Rockelle was cooking dinner, dancing in the kitchen to a song playing through her speakers. Dean watched her in the doorway, a soft smile on his lips, her skirt flowing around with her movements. Her heart was beating out of his chest with how cute she was, enjoying the sight of her having fun. She walks over to Dean, gently taking his hands and dancing with him, her hips swaying to the beat, Dean following suit with a laugh. They danced around in the kitchen as the food cooked in the oven for a moment, it only stopped when Dean held her face and plants a kiss on her lips. The kiss was passionate and loving, it drowned Rockelle in a sea of lust, gently grabbing his hair and pulling it. He groans and chuckles, picking her up and putting her on an empty counter in the kitchen. She pulls away with a pant and a smile, looking up at him as she bit her lip. "Your kisses always get me going..." She teases, Dean planting more kisses along her jawline and neck, his large hand sliding up her skirt. "And you being so damn cute gets me going." He replies, his voice husky as he leaves a few marks in his wake, making Rockelle whimper and gently hold his hair. His fingers were going to work on her clit, making her gasp and moan, opening her legs for him. "Wet for me already?" He teases as his kisses move down to her chest, his free hand lifting her shirt and pushing up her bra, his lips catching one of her pierced nipples. She moans and whines, her eyes rolling back from the pleasure. "On-only for you baby.." She delights, covering her mouth as his fingers push into her and start to move. It took him no time to find her gspot, his fingers curling and proding at the sensitive flesh. The sound of her moans were addicting and he wanted to hear them all from her lips. "Dont cover your mouth. I want to hear you." He demands, Rockelle following his instruction and gently gripping his wrist, her head pressed back into the cabinet door, her mind going blank. "I-Im gonna cum baby.." She whimpers and Dean curls his fingers up harshly to her gspot making her cry out, squirting all over his hands. Her legs shake and she whines, gripping his hair, looking down at him with a pant, his fingers pulling out of her. "Kitchen down. 3 more rooms to go." He teases as he sucked his soaked fingers clean, making Rockelle gasp and squeal. "Oh m-my goodness Dean!" She laughs and covers her red face.

[musubiki]

🅱️ls tell me more about the merchant so I can make him the moodboard he deserves

👀

i talked a lil bit about him here, but heres some more!!!

- as per usual for the mood boards…his favorite oreos are………………………the mystery flavor oreos LOL

- he’s almost always smiling/grinning!! only times he’s not is when his wares spoil and/or he somehow got ripped off or lost some money

- a total con man. he will try to market his unfavorable goods to you. do not listen. just buy what you went there to buy and leave before you gets you to spend more than what you want

- this is why the merchant doesn’t have many friends (if any at all) and also why no one really challenges his prices. they just wanna buy shit and LEAVE before he tries to sell them. like. some pencils or something

- mochi and lime are one of the few guilds that actually take some time to talk to him/give him a hard time. he both loves and hates them for it

- has a policy of no fighting near his shop. sometimes two witches will end up going to him at the same time. the merchant’s shop is a neutral zone and all scuffles will be done at least 20 miles from his present location

- surprisingly, he doesn’t seem to mind being a loner. he’s just enjoying his life. he doesn’t even have a lil friend to keep him company. he’s just riffin

- mochis offered to summon a little flame wisp for him as a little friend, but he refused. guess he just likes his alone time

- doesn’t seem to have a home either. when he’s not found wandering with his backpack or setting up shop in some town, he's just camping out by some fire in the wilderness. 

- animals don’t seem to mind him

- easy to run into at random, but if you go looking for him, its almost impossible to find him. why? no one knows. just stop looking and he’ll pop up soon.

- also a regular at the underground fighting ring/goods market, where there are plenty other shady salesmen selling their wares. sometimes you can get unique stuff down there, but the merchant prides himself on having the highest quality goods

- i think……he might have a scarier, unhinged form. for when someone steals his backpack. still working on the beta but he., definitely changes form. to some degree.

- i WANT to say hes a pun master because he gives off that vibe, but doing so would require ME to make the puns so lets just say pun master pending..,…depending on how much effort i wanna put into his puns..

- even though he has no home/family/whatever, he claims to come from the mountain region. everyone just says “yeah okay that makes sense.” the mountain region has too much weird shit that they just accept it. normal mountain region stuff

- seems to be known far and wide. hed show up somewhere and the most unlikely people would be like “oh the merchant? yeah i know that guy. he sold me a rotten tomato once.”

- no backstory. no history. no past, present, or future relationships. no records. claims to have a homeland, but its unconfirmed and foggy at best. no friends. no family. nothing to spend his money on. no information to be had. and no questions asked or answered

- when mochi (and most witches) find this out they feel bad for him??? and a lot of them (mochi included) offer to let him live with them, hang out sometime, make friends or whatever, and he refuses. usually with a grin and a joking remark, but refuses nonetheless. no one knows why. mochi thinks it has something to do with the inscriptions on his arms, but again, it’s unconfirmed and foggy at best.

- and i can’t stress this enough but Sullivan DOES NOT LIKE THE MERCHANT.

- not that he hates him, but the merchant is maybe the only person in the hundred-thousand-something years Sullivan has been alive, that he has no idea what this man is. and Sullivan is supposed to be like. the information archive. he keeps the info/records on everything and everyone. hes the guy witches go to for information on LITERALLY everything,. and he has nothing on the merchant. NOTHING,. it’s unnerving and unsettling and it makes his stomach sick and he doesn’t like the implications behind it.

- also keep in mind sullivan is also like. lord of the underworld, the gatekeeper between life and death, maybe one of the most powerful members of the magic community. hes been alive for so long and has been everywhere, seen everything, he doesnt hate people easily, or at all. again, hes like a hundred-thousand-something years old (and still fairly young for an undertaker), so even despite these interactions he has with mochi, lime, murda, pom, everyone, theyre essentially a moment passing by for him. he sees them more like mice. children, really. to be taken seriously, but not for long (at least for him). hes nearly all-knowing and on another plane of reality than the rest of the magic community. he operates more like a brick wall than anything (with some teasing here and there to entertain himself), but the merchant….,.,.,..he does not like him. 

- the merchant knows Sullivan doesn’t like him. he has no comment on the matter other than an ominously cheerful laugh and an “Old horn-brains gotta lighten up a bit! Maybe buy some lizard tongues from Fichard Mire! Fresh in stock!” 

- i cant emphasize or convey how much the ability to unnerve Sullivan is terrifying to me. 

- i dont know how else to describe that Sullivan is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object, and this one fucking guy, who poses no outward threat to anything but your wallet, upsets that. 

- honestly, i personally am horrified of the merchant i have no idea what he is and im terrified to delve deeper into him to find out

[moiranetex]

Harry Potter - 1 Element idk

Erm idk what this is really. I’ve been wanting to start this story for ages so i did. It’s a bit of a mess and im not entirely sure if I like all the details. Its unedited but idc. 

The fire in the Gryffindor common room burned brightly on the eve of the second night back at Hogwarts. Classes were back in full swing, a new batch of  first years were wondering around completely lost and Hermione Granger was completing a potions essay 2 weeks in advance, in the corner of the room. It was getting increasingly difficult as none of her peers seemed to share her motivation nor her ability to be quiet. Ronald Weasley had just flipped a game of Wizards chess, that he was playing with Harry Potter, off one of the many couches that were positioned around the room. The pieces scattered all over the carpet in front of the fire as Harry, along with others, roared with laughter. Hermione concluded that this must have been one of the very rare times Harry managed to beat Ronald at the game. While little groups were placed all around the large room either chatting, reading, gossiping, playing, napping or participating in more scandalous activities, a large group surrounded two Weasley siblings in particular. Hermione knew that Fred and George Weasley were almost certainly in the process of selling their joke products to unsuspecting teenagers in their own hilariously obvious version of a black market. She huffed to herself, frustrated that she would be once again interrupted. She was after all a prefect and probably the only person in the room equipped with enough wit to go up against the twins. She felt her cheeks go red with anger, however, just as she was preparing herself for the argument that would surely ensue, the portrait that served as an entrance into the Gryffindor quarters was opened and Professor McGonagall strolled through, her beady eyes instantly taking in the scene. Chaos ensued for a good 10 seconds as students hid whatever needed to be hidden, stopped swapping spit, ceased shouting and turned respectfully towards their head of house. The Weasley twins took advantage of the large amount of students blocking their view to stash their outrageous stock. Professor Mcgonagall pursed her lips distastefully at her students, not a thing slipping past her. She chose not to comment or dole out punishments as she was, despite never admitting it, both bias and genuinely fond of every student in her house. Her eyes settled on Hermione as she started to speak in her distinguished Scottish accent

“Miss Granger, would you kindly accompany me to Dumbledores office. Apparently there is a new student joining us, she will be in your year and as you are prefect it seems only logic that she should be put under your care.”

Immediately whispers broke out among the students. It was extremely rare for someone to arrive at Hogwarts after the first year. There were those that came back slightly later from vacation, but there had only ever been a handful  in this situation.

“It probably means she was attending a different school, an International student. Thats so fun!”

“Yeah, unless she’s been shipped in from Durmstrang, then you better stick clear of her.”

“Durmstrang is a school for boys you idiot, and it probably means she’s homeschooled, so either super rich or super poor, there really is no in between.”

“Bloody hell I hope not. Remember that Slytherin chap that had been homeschooled ‘till year 7, he was a right weirdo. Even the Slytherins didn’t like him and they like anyone pure and rich.”

“SILENCE,” shouted a fed up Mcgonogall. It was starting to get late and she wasn’t in the mood for the gossip flying around her common room.

“Firstly I don’t even know why the majority of you are still up at this hour, I technically don’t have the right to dictate what time you choose to put yourself to bed but I can certainly change that if I happen to observe that it isn’t to complete schoolwork,” she sent a particularly scathing look at the Weasley twins her who, in return, smiled politely at her as innocently as they could manage.

“And Second of all, although I don’t know her very well yet I can assure you she isn’t some type of ‘weirdo’ as you have so gracefully put it Ronald. Now Hermione if you wouldn’t mind,” she gestured into the hallway, clearly wanting to get this over with.

                                                          …

Hermione eyes widened as she took in the people currently in Dumbledore’s office. Unfortunately Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin in her year, and his best friend Blaise Zabini were there, scowls gracing both their faces. Blaise was sat in one of the two seats in front of the Heads desk while Draco was perched on the edge of on of the smaller tables in the room. Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house and the bane of the majority of Gryffindors existence, stood in the corner with his normal grimace. Professor Dumbledore sat in his chair, behind his large desk with a pleasant smile on his lips and a baby phoenix in his hand. Finally in the second chair to Blaise’s right sat one of the most beautiful girls Hermione had ever seen. The girl had dark caramel skin, not dissimilar to Blaise. Her hair flowed down to her lower back in brown micro braids, the front being pinned back so as to not get in the way, however a few pieces were spared to frame her face. She had large brown eyes  coupled with thick lashes. She had plump lips, dimples and a small nose that contained a tiny gold piercing. Immediately Hermione noticed two things. Firstly, she shared two many characteristics with the boy beside her for them to not be closely related. The same skin tone, full mouth and thick eyebrows, however they also had the same air of superiority, grace and poise that accompanied all rich, pureblood individuals. Secondly, Hermione noted that she was groomed to perfection, only serving to prove her theory further. She was already in the Hogwarts uniform, though lacking the tie. There wasn’t a single crease in her attire, it looked expensive and well made. Her fingernails were manicured, a shiny cherry red color was glaring against the darker hues of her uniform and looked slightly out of place. Hermione observed a thin layer of makeup on the girl to accentuate her features, along with what was clearly real gold jewellery in the form of rings, a necklace, and her nose piercing.

After making these observations, Hermione concluded that she was surely dealing with some sort of pureblood brat and therefore was rather shocked when the girl gave her a large and seemingly genuine smile, her white teeth accentuated by the shiny gloss on her lips. Hermione smiled back, somewhat apprehensively but as a general rule she didn’t like to let stereotypes define how she saw people.

“Ah Hermione, come in. We were just having a little chat,” murmured Dumbledore. At this statement, Draco Malfoy lifted his head up to look at Blaise Zabini who was, for lack of a better word, fuming. Blaise was never someone who talked a lot or was overly expressive. Because of his height, good looks and general ability to intimidate people he never blended into the background but he was usually stoic, a living statue. Around his friends he was a little more open, and those who knew him very well or had had the occasion to witness him drunk knew he could be funny and open however he had always been a man of few words and was incredibly private. Draco Malfoy was almost his polar opposite, not only in appearance with his silver hair and pale skin, but also in personality. It was hard to get Malfoy to shut up a majority of the time. While he too was conventionally attractive, rather tall and certainly domineering, he loved to talk, particularly if it mean making fun of people. He, like Blaise, was intelligent and had a quick wit which he loved to share. While it was difficult to get information out of Blaise about essentially anything, Draco was an open book to such a point that he could be considered insufferable at times, even by those who loved him.  

Severus Snape, observing his two students, felt it was a good time to intervene. Not only was he bias towards members of his own house, he held an actual fondness for the two boys in front of him and the fact that he was very close to both their parents, who would absolutely be hearing about this, meant he felt somewhat of a responsibility towards the girl in the chair. The fact that she was his goddaughter didn’t escape him either.

“Dumbledore, with respect I find it…,” he paused for a second, trying to find a polite and sophisticated way to say that there was no bloody way he would allow his only goddaughter to be placed into Gryffindor.

“-preposterous to entertain the mere thought of Miss Zabini entering into Gryffindor. She would be much better suited to Slytherin, with her brother and friends. I’m sure her parents, in particular her mother, would agree with me,” he drawled, bringing up the one thing that may possibly force the stubborn Headmaster to change his mind and defy the ragged hat that currently sat on his desk.

“Come now Severus, the hat has placed her into Gryffindor and so it must be fate. I can assure you if Carmen Zabini has any other problems she can always contact me, I would be happy to deal with her,” Dumbledore replied cheerily, however it was obvious to everyone in the room that the discussion was tense and the mention of Mrs. Zabini had been employed as some sort of threat.

“Bloody hat,” mumbled a frustrated Zabini, not as discreetly as he perhaps should have.

“This is ridiculous, she cant go into Gryffindor. She’s a pureblood and she already knows us all, it’s idiotic. Not only will you have her mother breaking down the door of this school, but my father will have something to say about it too,” interrupted Malfoy after seeing just how angry his friend was.

Just as Dumbledore opened his mouth to respond the girl spoke for the first time since Hermione arrived. Turning around to look Draco in the eye, almost challenging him. She had quite a soft voice that was comforting and sounded sweet, even as she spoke icily to Malfoy. Hermione couldn’t really place the accent. It had some weird intonations from what was probably Italian, and while it was closest to a high class english accent, some words slid out sounding american.

“Draco, stop. This is ridiculous, it’s just a house. There are pure-bloods in Gryffindor, not that it matters. And I while I do have the most friends in Slytherin I know some people in other houses. Anyway it’s an opportunity to meet new people. As for mother I already had a discussion about this before coming here, if she has further issues she can take it up with my father,” she took a deep breath and then turned to her brother, speaking in a much lower tone she continued

“-and I know you’re worried about me but you are completely overreacting Blaise. We’ll still see each other all the time and I’ll even wear that idiotic watch that mother sent you if you’re absolutely serious about it.”

“Oh, I am,” muttered Blaise, giving his sister his full attention, his dark eyes still glittering in anger. He looked quite terrifying, thought Hermione.

“The Weasleys barely count as pureblood Magda,” snorts Draco in the most incredible display of brattiness and bad timing that he was capable.

Immediately all eyes were on him, he didn’t seems to regret what he said however.

“Yes thank you for that Malfoy, I’m sure thats what everyone needed to hear,” the girl, who Hermione had now learned was named Magda, said with utmost sarcasm.

“Well, if that’s all-” Magda stood up abruptly, clearly sick of the back and forth that was heading nowhere. She bent down, giving her brother a kiss on the cheek and then went over to Draco, who lowered his head so she could do the same.

“You’re an idiot. Goodnight,” she whispered, still glaring at him. Both boys frustrated her, Draco more so than her own brother but she never liked going to bed angry, especially with those she loved.

“Just doing my job aren’t I?” He replied sarcastically giving her a little grin. She rolled her eyes before nodding at Snape who nodded back to her, never being one for affection. She then strolled over to stand next to Hermione.

“Thank you very much Professor Dumbledore, Professor Mcgonnogall. If that is all I do apologise for I’m rather tired and would probably benfit from some rest,” she smiled at Dumbledore who smiled back.

“Of course Miss. Zabini, you and Hermione may go. I didn’t realise this little meeting would take so long.”

Both girls departed as quickly as they could, but not before hearing Mcgonogall and Snape arguing over whether Slytherin house should lose points over Draco’s ‘insensitive’ comment.

“It was demeaning, rude and elitist. I say he should lose 20 points for that behaviour,” they heard Mcgonogall snap.

“You cant deduct points from students for stating mere facts Minnerva,” Snape replied cuttingly. After listening to Mcgonnagal splutter for about five seconds he rephrased his sentence.

“Malfoy was merely sharing an opinion, a point of view. Opinions are diverse, you cannot go around punishing people for them.”

“You bloody watch-”

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[sirjustice1367]

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And ask who gave every writer, singer their scripts like of Plato and scientist as it goes on and on until it settles dude as waves Kevy placed while on college on trimmed hair on his head

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Which tribe in Kenya can Kevy marry and in any nation and why and where did the green man get to and via which means and why and which nation or tribe wants the same 4 their own and ask what can be done to earth outer crust 4 God or Devaura to extend its end days period to millions of years

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Ask if a woman bring many to one without 2nd consideration and hearing what happens to that man and if one disturb one with kids so u know dude

Ushawahi kulalia na mochanda, kebin asks then do jitihada ulalia na kebi

Ask what can be done to u, us and those people seeing things on their eyes so they stop seeing far or the same as they see, what ought to be done or undertaken as even combination of foods they or we can eat to stop the same cause they disturb dude

And ask which liquors per nation side effects to the body parts, with hangover and the best and what if u do with liquor still u get to heaven

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Thoka kwa mahope said 3 X in three repetition to war a woman of enjoying sex as if u live poor on earth in heaven u get to mansions and vice versa with other people, so better u live large here in pretense so in heaven u get to ghetto like with Kevy doing it though he wants to live large in heaven cause he understands he is immortal

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Who is the greatest air or arsenal or water or devaura and who are they and if u can kill them and get to know dude

Ask which states they want to give the Negros, short, tall, wide, and any and with Latinos, coloreds, green-card holders, latinas and Red Indians and ask which state USA breath with or America and ask from which states will remain and those wishing to get to other nations and planets and list in CD or given as ask ways to be given in CD format or flash or written format dude

Ask what happens if one consistently wants one food and if bad and reasons for the same dude and what will happen if Kevy let die and what each nation what to do to avert curse on them and the possible curse to each tribe if nelson continue being poor while rich dude

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Kokirwako longi cha tokibrothiye epolo, the one that Kebi using a syrange made spray of lizard blood unto, as Delanu tells Magdalin DIDO mother and many, dido mother was solomom wife and ask if he was intelligent and with David and who gave them those sayings or writing and where they were born

As when they heard Solomon remain gotten out, the Negros if they stopped their ways of coming here and what they think about that and what they will do if they come here and what they will do in USA if they get their and even the Kikuyu and if thwarted and ask those who can turn to a machine in use and how much they are paid and ask 4 the list dude of such folks

People who touches u instead of just talk are bad people, pretense, dude, they abuse ya this minute then the next ya food dude

What do luo and all tribes needs to do to kevy to avert the world curse and where have every machine per head made in each nation sold to and the always wrong advisers any where per area code so they are known to eliminate them

The Govt not yours but 4 the people u r prone to resigning dude just like with Obama or Afraid of being arrested then transfigure dude and get to a land where one who looked like u died like in the sea or disappeared into long like Kenya mobile giant CEO dude, MAYBE THE bOILING thing dude

Who stole odhiambo George of Posta cash in Nairobi list and those who sent him and what they built with the same and if it is curse on our-side and which and how much and who gave him and who advised him and if the monies should be returned and to who dude and what he wanted to do with the same bro

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Ask a question like Canada look to which part of ya country and with every land and relieve ya pain dude and ask why Kenyan state house beautiful than usa white house and what if white house do be more than the former and even with every university in every area in comparison with others where they are better than each and reasons why dude

Locate those people who have liquid cash as above and out of their cash those held in stock as hay and whatevyou and get to them 4 help as Uhuru is rude chasing them all away as they can be ya savior with poorich country to no end dude and USA thing they have taken refuge to far nations to a shame the resigned Devil who is a Kisii, negro and the Devil who aint Negro lovers but Russian as got kisii blood dude

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[ussjellyfish]

my insomnia laced dragon queen season s7 au

mostly becuase it won’t leave my brain alone....

Dragon Queen snuck into s7, which a touch of Glass Believer. (it’s not a real fic because my brain doesn’t really have time for that, but if I did...)

(should probably dedicate this to the person posting in the tags about how they didn’t ship dragon queen, nothing makes me ship it harder, apparently. )

Henry, Ella, Regina and the resistance run into Lily in the EF2. Lily’s also been wandering the realms, trying to find herself. She gets lost easily, no real concept of time either, being that she’s a dragon on this side.

Henry recognizes her before she recognizes him. He’s supposed to be a kid, he’s like twelve.

They laugh about that. She comes home with him from the tavern where he was getting supplies, listening to everything that’s happened to him since he left Storybrooke.

they meet Ella who’s initially a little skeptical of Henry returning to top secret camp with strangers, but no, this is his sister.

Half-sister. Sort of.

“Oh? I didn’t know you had a half-sister.”

Henry shrugs a little, scratches the back of his neck. “The other half is dragon.”

“Dragon?” And Ella thinks that’s actually pretty amazing (if she doesn’t think about it too much, there’s some weird logistics there, but a dragon is really helpful to the cause, because it’s air support, that’s awesome.)

Lily listens and is willing to help them but when they start talking about actual combat she pauses. “You kind of want Mom for that. I can look scary, definitely burn some stuff, lots of stuff, but anything precise is still kind of beyond me. I can do sound and fury but I’m not really good at the terrifying beast thing.”

Ella takes a moment to blink and switch “Mom” for “Dad” in her head, because no one really specified the pronouns before.

Regina returns from doing something outside of camp and Henry and Lily are talking about trying to summon Maleficent and Lily jokes that it’s not the other world. She can’t just call her.

Regina looks kind of sheepish and corrects Lily that actually, there’s a summoning spell for Maleficent that Regina knows because it was in her spellbook, that Regina basically memorized as a young woman, because she’s a giant nerd and she was fangirling, and she might have had a chance to cast it someday.

Regina casts the spell, because two dragons in the resistance is pretty damn cool. Maleficent appears all drama and fury at first, old school terror, until she recognizes Regina and drops the green flames.

“I didn’t know you knew that spell.”

“I knew all of them, never thought I’d need to cast it.”

And Ella, who’s just sharp as hell, watches them kind of sort of flirting and nudges Henry who’s all.

“They broke up literally ages ago.”

“That’s not what broken up looks like, Henry.”

“They’re friends.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And they’re Lily’s parents.”

“You’re the author,  tell me, how did that story end for them?”

He doesn’t know. Regina’s never talked about it. They ask Lily and she’s also in the dark. She knows the gist of it, Regina wanted to cast the Dark Curse, Maleficent didn’t, they fought.

“Regina kept Mom in dragon form in a cave for like, forever.”

“Just the curse.”

Ella watches Regina and Mal talking across camp and there’s no animosity, none at all, they’re catching up like old friends. Really old friends who walk around holding hands.

Henry and Lily are both all “there’s nothing, really.”

Ella gives them an “uh-huh, sure” sort of look.

In Hyperion Heights, Roni needs money to fight Victoria. Some kind pf outrageous permit or something, and she doesn’t know how she’ll get it and Herny mentions something about fairy godmothers, and she laughts.

“That’s it.”

And she ‘summons’ Mal with a tattered old business card that still has her contact info, and as much as Roni is not Madame Mayor Regina, Maleficent in the cursed world is an airy sort of hippee with thick glasses and scarves and a save the rhinos t-shirt. She’s even vegan.

Henry doesn’t see how she can possibly be helpful fighting Victoria.

Regina explains that Mal is actually a brilliant financier, they met in college. Mal was day trading her way through an accounting degree.

“And?” Henry asks, because there’s some tension before Mal and Roni, kind of delicately flirty.

“And she has a cat named Lily.” Roni pours herself a drink and sighs. “We had a cat.”

“And?”

“And nothing, we went our separate ways, she went to Tanzania to save the elephants and the alligators and wildebeest, I ran this bar.”

Mal works on Roni’s books and the ordinances and can help Roni turn the bar more profitable but it’ll take a few years to make what Victoria wants.

Roni’s crushed but puts on a brave face and starts making them a ‘you tried’ drink and she sets it in front of Mal and is ready to give in and Mal takes the drink and grins.

“Of course, if you had an investor.”

“What?”

Mal takes out her checkbook and writes a check (on some “save the elephants” ridiculously cute check). “Here.”

“I cant.”

“Of you can, I can’t let you lose your lair.”

“It’s not a lair.”

“No, it’s a very nice bar and I’m glad you kept it all this time.”

Roni takes the check, drinks and pours them another set of shots. “How’s Lily?”

“Would you believe she’s still with me?”

“She must be the oldest little cat.”

“She’d remember you.”

“I doubt it.”

“I don’t.”

And they get far too close to each other, but don’t kiss. Henry catches them hugging goodbye and Roni explains the whole thing in a haze, puring herself another drink.

It’s plenty of money, enough to set Victoria back and keep fighting and--

Lily’s still alive. She’s like a twenty-year old cat, which is ridiculous. She’s just a cat.

“But you never had a cat on your own, did you.”

“Never wanted one.”

And they look at each other far too long and it just hurts us that they don’t know they’re related because they just ache for that family connection.

“Maybe you did want something, and you were just afraid.”

“It was a different time, Henry.”

“Of course, I get it.” He lifts his drink. “But you’re here again now.”

Later he’s talking to Ella and mentions that Roni might just have a crush on her ex.

“What kind of ex?”

“The kind you never really get over.”

“I knew there had to be something in her past, she’s too much of a romantic.”

Back in the EF2, Mal and Regina fall wistfully for each other again, but neither of them mentions anything. It’s just nice being togther, talking, having someone who understands everything. They gear up for a fight and it’s just like the old days.

Except they’re on the same side. With their children.

“Grandchildren even,” Mal teases Regina.

“She’s beautiful.”

“I know.”

The fight happens offscreen because we have no budget for cgi dragon battles, and its weirdly offscreen in Hyperion Heights too.

Victoria fumes and threatens Roni. Roni has the last laugh because she’s safe for the moment.

Mal asks her to host a fundraiser for whales or something and Roni teases her that she could just write the check.

Mal laughs, because she will, she donates everything she can get out of the evil capitalist stock market to all the right charities, even has several of her own, but sometimes it’s the idea that has to spread. People need to believe they can do good.

Roni smiles kind of wistfully at her, because that sounds so familiar but she can’t place it.

Back in the EF2, the fight’s over, Mal did the ridiculously dangerous thing they needed her to do, and she flies back as a dragon and shifts back, eyes shining, almost laughing, drunk on battle, but she’s injured and spent and sways a little and Regina catches her.

Mal insists she’s fine, just burnt more than she’s needed to for a very long time.

“You were wonderful.”

“As were you.”

And Ella elbows Henry REALLY hard because they’re leaning into each other, nearly kissing (and Regina’s so damn sort it’s adorable)

Switch back to Hyperion Heights and they’re walking, hands in their pockets, passing just under the Troll Bridge and it’s raining a little and they pause, waiting it out and they get a little close to each other, then closer and Roni jokes that Mal had to swoop in, save her like she’s some endangered cat in the jungle.

Mal teases that very talented bartenders are rare indeed, and need to be protected. They’re very close to each other. Mal invites her back to say hi to Lily.

“Lily doesn’t remember me.”

“I’ve never stopped thinking about you, so how could she?”

Roni hesistates, Mal starts to step back, letting her go, again, but Roni grabs her, kissing her in the chilly Seattle rain.

And we cut back to the EF2, where they’re sitting by the fire, Regina’s cleaning the last of an arrow wound in Mal’s side, healing it up.

“That’s not something you got from my spellbook.”

“No, no I guess it’s not.”

And they’re very close, right next to the fire, and Mal’s half-undressed, wrapped iin a blanket. “You’ve come so far since you broke down my door.”

“I guess I have, but you- you have Lily and you’re here, being pretty damn heroic.”

“Heroic stings a little.” Mal teases, and Regina kisses her hand.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For defending my family.”

“Of course, they’re important to you.”

“They’re everything.”

Mal’s eyes get soft, and she tears up a little. “You know, I never, ever regret you being Lily’s mother, because you love her so fiercely.”

“She’s my daughter.”

Mal touches Regina’s chin. “And I’m so grateful.”

And they’re close, very very close.

“Loving too much has always been my problem.”

And Mal kisses her, gently. “I don’t think it’s a problem at all.”

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Drone parcel delivery where house no are place vertically looking up on the roof 4 others not locate ya house 4 crimes related to such identifgication as explained in tumblr a/c sirjustice199 as can be made of bulbs to light the numbers 4 visibility while the drone being controlled where such delivery can be made much more expensive than the normal way. And in the normal way to avoid the above, they are give the GPS service with the house no and st and ave so to drop the same while on the door the said above numbers are removed to provide some safety of people who knows not their door no can be used as a method 4 crime as location of such houses made easy dude. As in the link below

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We are tired of some community characters and if they want us dead or see us suffer to succumb to their demands of like eating corpse as its their culture so they claim superiority then let it be, death to us is, kinda, due when their aint solution. Let them sell siren gas in such automated canisters with timers to set, after we get tipsy like from 1-4 hours opens automatically instead of killing the insect it kills us all together the next day we are proclaimed corpse and that they don’t want as strangling 1 self will be known and can land u in jeopardy during ya judgement day in life after death though is u say the vices that led to ya doing that u may be acquitted of hell inferno. As in the below link dude

https://www.alamy.com/stock-photo/electric-mosquito-repellent.html

In the movies of yesterdays, when the white-men in the military got off airplane they could be looking ya at a glance as if the have heard ya story of how 3rd world nations lack good toilets so are seeing out to it but cannot as maybe they are rude or just sits in the house and the reason that way, so kikuyu followed suit to be, kinda, innovative like them, which they haven't been unless the read the realities of the above tumblr a/c deeming such tricks daytime lies, while reality is when u know the art of making gadgets even laziness can just do

When u think of the cargo drone and all its associated shortcomings and benefits and of how to make artificial woods, kinda, u see the city of Vancouver crushes, falling and sliding into the sea as well as Seattle which is built with Internet as other nations have unearthed the same, same to cities like King-stone, Jamaica and Johannesburg as people don’t want their entertainment out of the reverse done on what they claim and a future stop of liquid cash and end of selling of electric power and electric poles. In fact the covid thing makes ground soft as most electric poles succumb to falling to be replaced and houses so artificial building material bought and that’s what they eye with wear ya mask. Nairobi likes and Kigali as well falling and even Cairo, Dar, Accra, Wichita, and Lagos as nations they used to sell Toys have known to make such shrinking their markets and the boom made artificial tea leaves, cocoa and coffee berries b4 taken to the factory is tucked. Cities like Houston as well falling as oil is overtaken with artificial oil which her customer sates have known to make the same and alternator generator and most of Carli4nia cities which was build as Seattle falls but the 1 falling intensely is Seattle and Vancouver as the world new that when every nation has learnt about internet and pay tv and how to make machines Canada will be the richest, so having this in mind i think much protocols are made in Canada city that hinders the sweet of the poor and makes them wants to take their lives as explained above.

With Chicago can be acquitted is the covid thing stops as well as many lake cities like KSM Kenya, maybe the plan 4 them to collapse and pave more land 4 settlement and farming.

With the armored airplane glass chamber with reflector on the inner-side of that glass wall to make the air inside much hot when the lights on its sides on arranged like the car plugs in the link below, can make a plane run 4 like 5 years without stoppage or get ya to another planet altogether.

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With ya being warned from me to deny like pussy where has it take ya, that pussy still intact and be warned again to get off me or to take advice from me, with that in mind, say the later “We have been warned not to get off ya as to be wild with ya”

China now taking the photos of such synonymous with the wooden legged beds and making placing such with all their electric and household equipment to be paid bit by bit even per day b4 u own it fully as yours as the solar gadget in the link below making life equal to all families or people from different walks of life, called the M-kopa daily paid via the phone. So ya kids stop snooping around looking 4 good life from others they belittle in 1 way or another

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/76420524913006104/

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The starter comp generator got side effect as it swells ay belly cause the follow who came up with is unknown, maybe evading death trap dude, synonymous with her Alternator generator growing ya bald or making ya short, big head, broad shoulders or tall as per the generator type u have bought. And the whites wanted that, cause to them is a deja vu as in the below link

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQ9BWndKEgsWanna fight me, cause with me i’d rather die than u eating in garbage waiting 4 unknown things which aint reality or i cant live in Nairobi slum and u, you can so wanna put up a fight that i belittle ya as well as cant listen to ya music. Dude mind ya own life, me aint u and vice versa and am the controller of mi life homie. That’s my life and its well with ya if u wanna do the same as much as i have not talked about u but said it largely on my scale.

The Hindu locate those dead in an accident and place the break wire in the link below behind the bones of their spinal b4 shifting the same to you, where, the 1 who transfigure into rodents in ya system pulls it to ya head, where its laden with tetanus which makes u not ya-self and always furious with life as thinking of the negative side of life giving ya new bad characters, which if u dont realize u go out in life with such characters but beauty if u acknowledge such in judgement time, it acquits ya off hell fire 2gether with saying they changed ya brain to give u new weird characters that has landed ya in jeopardy as with ya judgement which if they did not do the same maybe u could not have passed the same but due to the above its a blessing in disguise dude to the being judged homie.

The armored glass cylinder 4 the airplane can be like in the link below but opaque with lined circled translucent like on 4 sides of the glass to fix the high intensity led lights inside with convex lens to converge the beam of light produced to create heat or burning sensation to rapidly heat the gas inside as 4 not itw was not placed b4 cold air directed either from below the glass cylinder to make the plane gets up, or on-top to make it go down from from behind to make the airplane move forward

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https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/nasas-x-57-electric-research-plane/

We have gotten what we wanted, how if oil is finished we can move on, so we did not give a hoot as get out of Africa and like after 50 years come back with the Omani Arab instincts to destroy every race with kikuyou blood b4 again we relax to come again to colonize them as they are forgetful and claim things they know not as that was the white man plan. Wanted to create a pool of people of no-sense and ever joking to annihilate as not find excuse during judgement time to take them to hell that they killed a respectful people, folks a people who champions what others follow and are sycophants what the white man is looking after or 4. Big shame dude, all ya plans are all dead as u never fathomed. OR to be like them to remove the guilt altogether they poses of never wanting to listen or get things they know not fast as wants to debate the same with ya who knows such, Malachi 4 to bring us home dude

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[incarnateirony]

One more P5 post

I wanna know how much time the creators spent arguing with people on twitter, considering the comments on the Phan-Site polls. Will put behind a cut.

I mean, they hit all sides from auto-believers, internet trolls, people who are like ITS STILL ILLEGAL!!! and THIS IS THE POLICE JOB pics or it didn't happen, whatever. But my favorites are "IF UR SO JUST, SHOW UR FACE", "I bet they're crying LOL", "Shibuya's fucked", "Hang in there you guys ;w;", "WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE", "world-famous fail looool", "kill this stupid website" or whatever else. Or the timeless “so wait, who do we hate?”

QUESTION: Do you believe in the Phantom Thieves? This poll is adopted on 4/15.

0-10%

"'of hearts?' What tryhards"

"I've been waiting for this!" 

"Isn't it just a prank?"

"Never even heard of them"

"Who made this site? Ridic"

"even kids aren't that dumb"

"gtfo with that shit LOL"

"is this a cult?"

"my friend says they're real!"

"sauce plz"

"viral marketing...?"

10-20%

"It's just a coincidence..."

"Petty criminals? Pointless"

"This is getting good!"

"Too elaborate for a prank"

"Vigilante justice is wrong."

"What about the pupils?"

"What's gonna happen now?"

"What's he gonna be hit w/?"

"i just can't"

"pics or it didn't happen"

"ppl really believe this? lmao"

"ppl who buy this... -_-"

"they can't catch EVERYONE"

"they're just making threats"

"thieves are the bad ones"

"was it rly a phantom thief?"

"what a joke"

QUESTION: Are the Phantom Thieves just? This poll is adopted on 6/11.

10-20%

"Akechi-kun is right!"

"Isn't it a crime?"

"It's called the law..."

"NO! justice ain't that simple"

"NO. They piss me off."

"Steal dem corrupt hearts!"

"They seem full of it, so NO"

"They're still thieves..."

"They've always been fishy..."

"This is the police's job."

"better be arrested soon"

"don't even bother with this"

"get off your high horse"

"hmm seems interesting"

"i hate Akechi, so YES???"

"if ur so just, show ur face"

"they're allies of justice."

"they're up to something"

"this has to be fake, lol"

"this is so immature."

20-30%

"Isn't it a crime?"

"Probably at least somewhat"

"They seem full of it, so NO"

"They're cool, so HECKYEAH!"

"They're still thieves..."

"get off your high horse"

"i dont buy into that stuff."

"of course not. done"

"that "justice" stuff is ehh"

"this is so immature."

30-40%

"both are crossing the line"

"fukkin hypocrites"

"get rekt, scumbags lmao"

"Hang in there you guys! ;w;"

"I bet they're crying LOL"

"Neither are just"

"Shibuya's fucked"

"they're both shit."

"What cheapass justice, lol"

60-70%

"AGAIN, YAAAAAAS!"

"Such annoying marketing"

"Their word is final."

"better than the cops"

"i bet it's worldwide news"

"justice was w/ the thieves."

"what a time to be alive"

80-90%

"Calling card! YAAAAAAS!"

"Exterminate his family too!"

"Here comes the apology rofl"

"I've been waiting for this"

"Leave everything to them~"

"Make him beg!"

"No apology yet? :["

"Ooh, a calling card! kekeke"

"SO MANY COMMENTS OMG"

"Take him out. It's an order"

"The world needs to see this!"

"They better not screw it up"

"Yeah, get that greedy CEO!"

"an apology isn't enough."

"become prime minister plz!!"

"dat okumura stock drop lol"

"destroy all evil!"

"let's hear from the workers!"

"no more big bang burg, lmao"

"stop fucking around"

"we're with you, p.thieves!"

"❤❤❤ Phantom Thieves ❤❤❤"

On 10/12, the support rate drops from the 90s to the 70s due to the death of Kunikazu Okumura.

70-80%

"Is he really dead...?"

"Now, who's next? ;)"

"Well that was disturbing..."

"die capitalist pigs!!!"

"whoa wtf"

On 10/13, the support rate drops a bit again to the 60s.

60-70%

"Awww, what a waste"

"Evil has perished."

"Gotta break a few eggs"

"So, whodunnit?"

"Were we deceived?"

"do we know how they do it?"

"eh, good riddance"

"killing ppl's a no-no"

"omg, the comments hahaha"

"omg, they went overboard lol"

"they got carried away..."

"what about his daughter?"

Over the next week, the support rates drops to the 50s, 30s, and then 20s.

""justice" sounds hollow now"

"—DELETED BY ADMIN—"

"Are the calling cards fake?"

"Blame the politicians too."

"Bloodthirsty killers!!!"

"Enough is enough!!!"

"Even Akechi's lost it"

"False charges happen, but..."

"Hurry and arrest them"

"Hurry up and execute them!"

"I dare to support them."

"I kiiinda sympathize..."

"I reported this website."

"I told you so..."

"I'm scared to go outside..."

"Is the admin an accomplice?"

"No hate-slinging, please!" (a message from the admin, Mishima)

"Officer, look!"

"Oh how far they've fallen"

"Pls don't kill me ;_;"

"Police were negligent too."

"Shut this site down!!!"

"That was traumatizing..."

"They must be punished."

"They need to be executed"

"They were screwing with us."

"They're assassins."

"Ugh. We were fooled."

"We can't leave them be"

"What about the politicians?"

"awful, they betrayed us"

"bring on the breakdowns~!"

"cant say w/o evidence"

"cmon, just kill everyone!"

"didnt expect much anyway"

"got anything better to do?"

"he had it coming, amirite?"

"id bet money on the rest"

"its just coincidence, yep"

"just turn yourselves in pls"

"lel, regret backin em yet?"

"lol dont be fooled so easy"

"lol, ppl still like them?"

"low expectations, ho!"

"media's garbage as expected"

"overhyped imo"

"p quick to switch sides lol"

"support went to shit lmao"

"tbh i just wanna troll, lol"

"their fans are guilty too"

"they even steal LIVES???"

"they're just suspects..."

"throw em in the slammer!"

"trash talking feels risky..."

"typical bandwagon, gg"

"uhh, yea they're evil"

"waste of tax money imo"

"wat do they want, anyway?"

"world-famous fail loool"

QUESTION: Are the Phantom Thieves innocent? This poll is adopted on 10/29.

Around 20%

"—DELETED BY ADMIN—"

"30 million yen OMG XD"

"Akechi-kun, save us!"

"Enough is enough!!!"

"False charges happen, but..."

"Is the admin an accomplice?"

"Oh how far they've fallen"

"Record-breaking evil"

"They gotta be arrested now"

"can't know w/o a trial"

"id bet money on the arrest"

"if ur innocent, show yourself"

"lol this place went to shit"

"ppl still stand by them?"

"that freaked me out omg"

"they're def guilty"

"they're freaking out hahaha"

"they're running loose rn..."

"this site pisses me off"

"waste of tax money imo"

"what if they are LOL"

"who cares either way?"

After the protagonist fakes his death, and approval drops to 0.3%.

"Akechi got the last laugh!"

"AKECHI IS BAE!!!"

"A worthy end for a villain"

"c'mon, leak his name!"

"Evil is destined to perish."

"he went down easy"

"hope things are safer now"

"Justice with Akechi!"

"Just like Akechi-kun said!"

"kid had it coming, lol"

"So did he do it or not!?"

"so he HAS to be guilty"

"The truth's lost to the void"

"We'll finally have peace"

"we do need a new authority..."

QUESTION: Do you support the Phantom Thieves? This poll is adopted on 12/7.

Around 0.8%

"a lil too late tho"

"dat comeback looool"

"I'd never support them"

"I'm getting confused..."

"I can't believe anybody..."

"i don't really care"

"Is Shido gonna apologize?"

"It's happening again..."

"just typical slander imo"

"lol no way i'd support them"

"may just be election shit"

"moar like phantom GRIEF"

"Must be tough for Shido-san"

"My scandal sense's tingling!"

"no one wants you thieves"

"phantom thieves WIN PLX!!!"

"political attack, REALLY???"

"ppl still defend them? lmao"

"Shido, just take the win"

"Shouldn't Shido explain?"

"Show yourself, Akechi!"

"smear campaigns are gross"

"So he didn't die..."

"srsly, a tv hijack?"

"Stay strong, Shido-san!"

"stop makin such a big deal"

"talk about election drama"

"they're still criminals"

"they can't take a hint"

"this country is effed up"

"this is a murder warning..."

"This isn't debunked yet?"

"this site's still up? :o"

"TV hijacking is terrorism!"

"was it the others? :o"

"was that statement a lie?"

"what about the election?"

"what a comeback..."

"Why isn't this on the news?"

"wow, ppl are desperate..."

QUESTION: Do the Phantom Thieves really exist? This poll is adopted on 12/19.

Around 19%

"And then, there were none"

"can't someone just fix it?"

"cmon thieves, say something"

"Enjoy prison, Mr. Shido~"

"even shido... FAIL"

"everyone, just disappear"

"Everyone was shameless"

"—GAME OVER—"

"go ahead & celebrate, idiots"

"I feel like an empty husk"

"im just like... so what"

"In the end, who's to blame?"

"i shoulda known better..."

"ive lost my will to live..."

"just destroy this country"

"kill this stupid website"

"my support was a waste"

"Next person please!"

"nobody asked for this"

"no thanks to those thieves"

"nothing changed. boringggg"

"Someone do something!"

"soooo is shido alive?"

"so wait, who do we hate?"

"so what WERE they??"

"The election was a farce."

"the future's screwed LOL"

"they're harshin my mellow"

"They better settle things"

"thinking hurts my brain"

"this country's done for"

"This is a stain on history"

"this is fucked up..."

"this is going nowhere"

"useless scum"

"we need answers"

"What's with this question?"

"who cares abt the election?"

"why'd we even bother"

"why this. even now???"

Then the dramatic final cut where everybody believes in them and it’s like # OF FANS ---> FAN POWER LEVELS ---> FIGHT Q( ‘-’Q )

[bluebirdzykaysies]

5.14 - day before momma leaves

Goddamnit I hate to admit it but I’m already thinking and crying like a baby in my head once my mom leaves me to go back home to sf. the feeling is mutual like melissa said cause she’ll probably be just as a wreck and all this time I’ve been spending with her, I’m cherishing even more. I’ve never felt like this and Victoria said the same thing; expecting that while I transition. But everyone needs to experience this. I DO, especially. I need the time away for a bit to miss them and I already miss those interactions with my brothers too of just lounging in the living room watching NBA games all night, or youtube videos like its judyslife or ustheduo.

Our lives have changed already and itll be so hard as I am bawling my eyes out, sitting in my newly mounted dining table my mom and I put together, facing outwards my window with the Chicago sun, beaming through at a whopping 54 degrees.

This is my life now, I will be on my own and making decisions on my own. Ive told a few folks that I’m sad yet annoyed my moms time here was a bit much. But I know it was perfect for what it is. We’ve been tired each and everytime, her actions speak volumes and our conversations arent as deep as I want, but I know this quality time was one that will impact my life forever. Even though I hate to admit it or will say this to her face. i love my mom. so much, she means so much to me and my brothers. The amount of things she does unselfishly aka drive my freaking car with just her and hector for 5 days cross country. do what she did to make me help settle, there is no one like her. and I will forever appreciate her and love her.

She is opinionated and still felt like I couldnt decide for myself but this will be also a time where I speak up and use my voice. Saying NO.

ugh the tears keep falling down but some highlights from this past week were:

- Silly vlog videos that I actually may put together when I get the time

- 5/6; arrived - went to container store to buy my elfa shelving for my closet. Super nice lady that worked there Hector spoke to. Went to world market to check out their furniture and standing mirrors. TJ Maxx/HomeGoods and picked up some bathroom essentials, shower curtain, mats and beddings, Facetimed Yan/Ronz/Brent+Rick at night (10pm CST) 

Mom stayed with Hector at Courtyard Marriot til Saturday 5/8. So I wanted to stay at the apartment for the first time alone and enjoy the moment and soak it all in. Parking at my garage alone, randomly waking up to the SUNRISE at 545am and just being in awe of my new city... I could just cry

Didn’t get my wifi set up yet so the struggle was real a bit. The air mattress we got from costco has been tough to sleep on but eventually Ill get my mattress. Just have been torn with my furniture not being here since everything was rushed and happened so quickly. Learnings from the move thus far:

-Write a damn list, I DID NOT. Aka thats why a bunch of junk and unnecessary things were with my mom and hector in the car. All couldve been bought here. I ocouldve taken more clothes and shoes

-Alot of my clothes aka my favorite jean jacket and pink/mauve henley was left at home. My running shoes - I decided not to prioritize idk fucking why *rolls eyes* and alot of my other valuables. Brendan is nice enough to ship it. Its not worth to buy a RT flight and go there and take it all back with me... no. :( I would though tbh if I was in LA. lol make couple trips but I’m far enough that its like.... whewww is it worth but one day I will come back and visit. For now, its slated for Oct

5/7 Friday; I had it off started the day late at 12pm and booked my mom, hector and myself tickets to the skydeck. my mom was HILARIOUS, she was scared at first and thought it would be a huge platform to see under but once she saw its just a small piece of glass over 105 floors, it wasnt THAT bad. Her and hector are hilarious together and annoying a little LOL. but I guess they’re cute

Went to Wrigley Field while there was a game and that was an experience. Fans at the top of their houses, Security all over the block, streets closed, fans everywhere. Its such a historical building in the middle of a freaking neighborhood so it made itself unique vs att/oracle park being so secluded down in mission bay.

RPM Steak for dinner in River North. Valet’d the car and Hector treated us to a Missouri Steak? it was bomb though but I wanted Medium and he wanted medium rare... cream of spinach, mac and cheese, asparagus and for dessert topped with a Baked Alaskan. Whatever that is. (It was good) and my first time trying it.. me and mom. Our waitor was a nice lady in her 30s, gave me tori kelly vibes. Then another worker stopped by our table who looked filipino for sure (Rox’s ex Dennis look a like) but I already for got his name. He told us how he lived in West Town too and would eat at this bomb restaurant called “Uncle Mikes” maybe the ‘superstar’ of chicago :) hectors jokes were a bit much saying climbing up the coconut tree and asking if he can make halo halo in the back for dessert. No sir....

5/8 Saturday; Plan was to visit Macys downtown to check out furniture at around 930am. But they werent open til 11am. We checked out the Bean at Millenium Park and my mom got to see all the tulips and flowers. We waited in line for a while at Stans Donuts since Wildberry was just too WILD and packed, so we walked a block down and had ourselves some coffee and donuts for the day. After we headed to Macys and were greeted by a tall man name Hilary. he’s THEEE BEST. he knew we didnt have to buy anything from him at macys but he’s such a sales guy and has been in this business for so long that he kept tlaking about Quality of furniture and making yourself feel comfy and at home. Being in a small apt, or living out alone for the first time, separating each section once winter hits so you’re not bored out of your mind in the small place. He was so friendly and nice, I took his business card. Went to Ashley’s on the way to the airport and got gas. Feel in love with the small dinette table they had but the one I’m sitting on now I feel like is just perfect. Soletren couch will forever be out of stock and I will never let this go :( honestly dont know how itll fit in my door but i guess i will settle for something reasonable and decent in size

IVE BEEN SPENDING SO MUCH MONEY. . . . . . . I cant even. I got paid today so todays check will be sponsoring all of my credit card funds. Gna just pay it off in full so I dont have to deal with it. But going forward a budget will be set. and luckily some of the things I bought work can reimburse so I’ll do expenses sunday perhaps.

Saturday evening after dropping off hector, we did errands in the suburbs and went to a walmart. a bit ghetto lookin but its fine. Decided to go to costco after but had an incidentn with this white man who bumped my car and didnt apologize. I was going to say something but we’re so far out in the suburbs Idk what the hell he wouldve done to me. And if they’re racist out there. took the long way home and it was prob not through the safest neighbor hoods but my mom didnt have to know since traffic on the freeway was just ALOT. omg and the roads are just so bumpy, my poor car. Becca said she has a guy at a shop her family always goes to so hopefuully I wont need him but just nice to know the option is there.

Went to the costco up by roscoe village and bought food and more essentials like medicine i have a whole pharmacy.  again throughout all this, my mom is the MVP. I wouldve been like, Ill go get it when I need it vs mom stocking up beforehand. We ended up setting my living room with a japanese style seating using my elfa shelving as the table and a towel over it. Leftovers from RPM for dinner and ribs/salad from costco. (I keep eating, and we’re not walking alot so....... I’m def gaining wait and will need to lose this asap)

I’ll be back more to cover this past week; mothers day, ikea, seafood city, hanging with becca, azul mariscos, drunk at ross and dollar tree, pants falling (mom) unbuttoned pants cuz we’re so ‘stuffffffed’ hanging with the boys via facetime cause I do miss them :( I need to havea schedule with them.

kk toodles. time to go back to work. no more crying (maybe) then an architecture tour with my mom <3 and dinner at a steakhouse at MJ’s on Michigan Ave BYeeeee

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Texas Lt. Gov. Ripped For Saying Seniors May Be Willing To Die For The Economy

Twitter users are calling out Texas Lt. Gov. Dan Patrick for claiming that “lots of grandparents out there” are willing to take a chance against the COVID-19 coronavirus in order to save the economy.

Speaking on Fox News, Patrick agreed with President Donald Trump’s proposal for a quicker end to the shutdowns that have stalled the economy. 

The closures and stay-at-home instructions are aimed at stopping the spread of the virus, especially to those most vulnerable, such as seniors, who make up 80% of all U.S. deaths.

But Patrick, who turns 70 next month, indicated he’s willing to put his own survival on the line in exchange for “keeping the America that all America loves” for future generations. 

“And if that’s the exchange, I’m all in,” he told Tucker Carlson, adding there are “lots of grandparents” who agree. 

“My message is that let’s get back to work, let’s get back to living, let’s be smart about it, and those of us who are 70-plus, we’ll take care of ourselves. But don’t sacrifice the country,” he said.

Twitter users were aghast at the notion of grandparents being sacrificed to the virus in the name of the economy: 

This kind of numbnuttery will kill people in Texas. Young as well as old. We need a state-wide shelter in place order to stop the spread of coronavirus and save hundreds of thousands of lives. https://t.co/C8r9Q7t2vs

— Beto O’Rourke (@BetoORourke) March 24, 2020

I love my grandparents very dearly and would not like to see them as human sacrifices at the altar of the stock market and did not realize this desire had to be actively defended! https://t.co/nRvtZ8ywnA

— Emma Baccellieri (@emmabaccellieri) March 24, 2020

Telling y’all, if Dan Patrick wants to sacrifice *himself,* that’s fine. When he begins volunteering *other people* to sacrifice themselves on behalf of the state, then that’s genocide. https://t.co/HOMy5L3Csp

— Brandon Friedman (@BFriedmanDC) March 24, 2020

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— pixelatedboat aka “mr tweets” (@pixelatedboat) March 24, 2020

To think Texans survived Jade Helm and transgender bathrooms only to be sacrificed by Dan Patrick himself. What a twist. https://t.co/D8YVqE6wf0

— Evan (@evan7257) March 24, 2020

I have to say, while the GOP’s dark, Shirley Jackson-esque plot twist isn’t entirely unexpected, that the primary victims would be a significant part of Trump’s base is certainly a surprise. https://t.co/B5ZwOx62TN

— Radley Balko (@radleybalko) March 24, 2020

.@DanPatrick Do I have to choose which one of my grandparents to sacrifice, or do they do that for me? Is there a test they take? Maybe a panel of people who assess which ones can survive the longest?

— Bradley P. Moss (@BradMossEsq) March 24, 2020

Pump Up the Curve – Dan Patrick https://t.co/JKY3kaHGDO

— John Fugelsang (@JohnFugelsang) March 24, 2020

Hello it’s me a principled conservative and I am here to say why wait for grandma and grandpa to die in the pandemic when we can start hunting them for sport today

— Mariya Alexander (@MariyaAlexander) March 24, 2020

2010: Conservatives freak out over “death panels.”

2020: Conservatives endorse reality version of “Logan’s Run.” pic.twitter.com/7SiDNL7VrM

— Daniel W. Drezner (@dandrezner) March 24, 2020

I’d prefer to keep my one remaining grandparent, thanks. https://t.co/6K0s1l6IuS

— Lindsey Adler (@lindseyadler) March 24, 2020

Also, that’s the same guy who loses his shit about trans people existing, always going on about how it’s the government’s duty to protect people from the imaginary threat of trans people in bathrooms… now being like “Well, sorry, grandma’s gotta go for the sake of the market”

— Parker Molloy (@ParkerMolloy) March 24, 2020

2016: “Let’s make America great again!”

2020: “If hundreds of thousands of you have to die for us to have a lot of brands of cereal, I guess that’s just the way it is” https://t.co/hGKaqpvDwK

— Mike Drucker (@MikeDrucker) March 24, 2020

“Screw the masks & ventilators and start printing up those “I’D DIE FOR THE DOW!” t-shirts for Florida’s nursing homes!”

— Scott Linnen (@ScottLinnen) March 24, 2020

Die for the Dow. https://t.co/9FIjpWTIur

— Cameron Johnson (@cameronjawesome) March 24, 2020

Hey Memaws and Pawpaws, Texas Lt. Gov. Dan Patrick thinks it’s better for you to die than for the stock market to crash. You ready to die for the Dow? https://t.co/nzkjL84Pl1

— Leanne Potts (@TheRealMLPotts) March 24, 2020

YOU CANT BE A PRO LIFE REPUBLICAN AND ALSO WANT PEOPLE TO DIE FOR THE DOW JONES

— my king is andrew yang (@yang2020fangirl) March 23, 2020

after spending a single week inside, right-wingers are asking you to consider letting grandma die so their favorite Cheesecake Factory reopens. drinking bottomless margaritas on some cruise ship called “Mermaid Of The Seas” is a life or death issue for them

— Brendan Karet

(@bad_takes) March 24, 2020

thank God none of our grandparents watch FOX News https://t.co/wJnHbV6ot1

— Matt Oswalt (@MattOswaltVA) March 24, 2020

I strongly resist duplexes being built in my neighborhood bc it would ruin its historic character also I’m ready to die for the Dow

— Jason Goldman (@goldman) March 24, 2020

I don’t often go wild here but fuck this, I’m sorry. This is sickening, pure and simple, beyond the type of shit you’d see as a cynical joke in dystopian fiction. Asking the elderly to sacrifice themselves for the economy – Dan Patrick and Tucker can fuck all the way off. https://t.co/1TKserPuzk

— Steve Orlando (@thesteveorlando) March 24, 2020

Amazing how they’ll die for the Dow Jones to save their grandchildren but won’t do anything to stop the planet from melting https://t.co/eD0RdFyWLd

— lights out (@countdown2march) March 24, 2020

*taptaptap*

Hi, 1st gen/naturalized Texan here.

DAN PATRICK IS A DELUSIONAL PIECE OF GARBAGE.

Protect your Ma-Maws and your Pa-Paws.

Por favor, protege a tu abuelas y abuelos.

STAY THE HELL HOME for as long as you can. #COVID19 #coronavirus #StayHome

— Tanya 수정 Tarr (@nerdette) March 24, 2020

Genocide is the destruction of a national/ethnic/racial/religious group in whole or in part, but shouldn’t it cover the preventable deaths of an entire generation? Because Dan Patrick, monster, thinks this’d be noble for the sake of a near work of fiction called “the economy”. https://t.co/7kds1BVylM

— Their Excellency Elan Morgan

(@schmutzie) March 24, 2020

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‘I haven’t touched my face in weeks’: Trump can’t stop — and neither can you

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‘I haven’t touched my face in weeks’: Trump can’t stop — and neither can you

Crowd size. Weather. And now, face-touching.

U.S. President Donald Trump boasted (or perhaps joked) about being the coronavirus Avoider-in-Chief on Wednesday, when he declared that he hadn’t touched his face in an impossibly long time.

“I haven’t touched my face in weeks,” Trump said during a COVID-19 briefing at the White House.

“[It’s] been weeks!” he added. “I miss it.”

READ MORE: The coronavirus outbreak will end eventually — the question is how

Photos show that’s false. He’s touched his face many times over the last week, including at a meeting with pharmaceutical execs on Monday, where he struck a thoughtful pose for the cameras.

From left, Vice-President Mike Pence, President Donald Trump, Health and Human Services Secretary Alex Azar meet with GlaxoSmithKline CEO Emma Walmsley, right, and other pharmaceutical executives in the Cabinet Room of the White House, Monday, March 2, 2020, in Washington. AP Photo/Andrew Harnik

Taken on its own, it’s a harmless falsehood. Who cares if he lied or joked about touching his face?

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But Trump is in the middle of the biggest public health crisis of his presidency, and he’s spent much of his time downplaying the threat and over-inflating his own achievements.

READ MORE: Coronavirus — What are the chances of dying and who is most at risk?

Trump has repeatedly tried to paint the coronavirus in classically Trumpian terms, calling it a “hoax” and a plot by the “Fake News Media” and the “Dems” to sink the stock market and his presidency.

President Donald Trump speaks at the Latino Coalition Legislative Summit at the JW Marriott, Wednesday, March 4, 2020, in Washington. AP Photo/Andrew Harnik

He also tried to diminish the threat in his public remarks on Wednesday.

The virus “is affecting the airline business, as it would,” Trump said after the airline meeting. “A lot of people are staying in our country, and they’re shopping and using our hotels in this country. So from that standpoint, I think probably there is a positive impact, but there is also an impact on overseas travel, which will be fairly substantial.”

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Later on Wednesday, Trump told Fox News host Sean Hannity that the World Health Organization’s recorded death rate for COVID-19 was “false.”

“I think the 3.4 per cent number is really a false number,” he said. “Now, this is just my hunch.”

Trump then cited “conversations with a lot of people” who told him that there might be many mild cases that go unreported, and declared that he thinks the number is “way under one per cent.”

1:55 COVID-19: Trump says using word ‘hoax’ was reference to Democrats’ criticism of handling virus

COVID-19: Trump says using word ‘hoax’ was reference to Democrats’ criticism of handling virus

Tens of thousands of people have been diagnosed with COVID-19 since it first emerged in Wuhan, China, late last year. Hundreds have died, stock markets have dipped and consumers in many countries have rushed to stock up on supplies amid concerns of mass orders to stay indoors. Face masks and hand sanitizer are hard to find in many countries, and some nations are even running out of toilet paper.

Frightened people have also been trying to re-think their physical behaviour in light of the virus, which spreads through infected water droplets and enters the body through the eyes, nose and mouth.

READ MORE: End of the handshake? Coronavirus inspires alternate ways to say hello

Public health officials around the world have encouraged people to find no-contact alternatives to the handshake. They’ve also encouraged citizens to wash their hands frequently and to avoid touching their faces as much as possible.

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Of course, it’s easy to forget about little things like not touching your face, as many have pointed out on social media.

“Realizing basically all I do is touch my face,” actor Seth Rogen tweeted on Tuesday.

this has been me since the CDC said not to touch your face pic.twitter.com/C3mUiZmzdq

— Aparna Nancherla (@aparnapkin) March 5, 2020

I have become painfully aware of how much I touch my face.

— RickyFTW (@rickyftw) March 5, 2020

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“It’s a very difficult habit to break because we all do it, and oftentimes we’re not even aware we’re doing it,” Dr. Vanessa Raabe, an assistant professor in the department of medicine at NYU Langone Health, recently told the New York Times.

She recommends keeping tissues handy to use whenever you need to touch your face, and keeping your hands busy so you don’t do it compulsively.

2:35 Trump says media trying to make novel coronavirus look bad

Trump says media trying to make novel coronavirus look bad

However, it’s nearly impossible to expect everyone to follow that advice, according to Dr. Timothy Scarella, an instructor in psychiatry at Harvard Medical School.

“I think that to ask people not to touch their face is kind of ridiculous,” Scarella told NBC News. “It just can’t happen.”

He added that it’s human nature to second-guess something when you’re told not to do it, and anxious people are particularly vulnerable to such behaviour.

“People are saying: ‘Wait a second. Did I just touch my face? Or did I not? I don’t think I did, but maybe I did when I wasn’t thinking about it.’ And, honestly, maybe they did,” he said.  “People with a lot of health anxiety or anxiety in general often engage in this kind of recursive, ruminative kind of checking.”

3:45 How effective are hand sanitizers against coronavirus?

How effective are hand sanitizers against coronavirus?

Even health officials aren’t perfect, as the head of the Santa Clara County Public Health Department revealed last Friday.

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“Today, start working on not touching your face,” Dr. Sara Cody said at the televised news conference. “Because one main way viruses spread is when you touch your own mouth, nose, or eyes.”

Moments later, she licked her finger to turn the page on her speech notes.

So yes, Trump has touched his face many times under the coronavirus outbreak — and so have you. But that doesn’t mean you should stop striving to be the Avoider-in-Chief, just like Trump.

—With files from The Associated Press

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no thats no way for him has he no manners nor no refinement nor no nothing in his nature slapping us behind like that on my bottom because I didnt call him Hugh the ignoramus that doesnt know poetry from a cabbage thats what you get for not keeping them in their proper place pulling off his shoes and trousers there on the chair before me so barefaced without even asking permission and standing out that vulgar way in the half of a shirt they wear to be admired like a priest or a butcher or those old hypocrites in the time of Julius Caesar of course hes right enough in his way to pass the time as a joke sure you might as well be in bed with what with a lion God Im sure hed have something better to say for himself an old Lion would O well I suppose its because they were so plump and tempting in my short petticoat he couldnt resist they excite myself sometimes its well for men all the amount of pleasure they get off a womans body were so round and white for them always I wished I was one myself for a change just to try with that thing they have swelling up on you so hard and at the same time so soft when you touch it my uncle John has a thing long I heard those cornerboys saying passing the comer of Marrowbone lane my aunt Mary has a thing hairy because it was dark and they knew a girl was passing it didnt make me blush why should it either its only nature and he puts his thing long into my aunt Marys hairy etcetera and turns out to be you put the handle in a sweepingbrush men again all over they can pick and choose what they please a married woman or a fast widow or a girl for their different tastes like those houses round behind Irish street no but were to be always chained up theyre not going to be chaining me up no damn fear once I start I tell you for their stupid husbands jealousy why cant we all remain friends over it instead of quarrelling her husband found it out what they did together well naturally and if he did can he undo it hes coronado anyway whatever he does and then he going to the other mad extreme about the wife in Fair Tyrants of course the man never even casts a 2nd thought on the husband or wife either its the woman he wants and he gets her what else were we given all those desires for Id like to know I cant help it if Im young still can I its a wonder Im not an old shrivelled hag before my time living with him so cold never embracing me except sometimes when hes asleep the wrong end of me not knowing I suppose who he has any man thatd kiss a womans bottom Id throw my hat at him after that hed kiss anything unnatural where we havent I atom of any kind of expression in us all of us the same 2 lumps of lard before ever Id do that to a man pfooh the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough I kiss the feet of you senorita theres some sense in that didnt he kiss our halldoor yes he did what a madman nobody understands his cracked ideas but me still of course a woman wants to be embraced 20 times a day almost to make her look young no matter by who so long as to be in love or loved by somebody if the fellow you want isnt there sometimes by the Lord God I was thinking would I go around by the quays there some dark evening where nobodyd know me and pick up a sailor off the sea thatd be hot on for it and not care a pin whose I was only do it off up in a gate somewhere or one of those wildlooking gipsies in Rathfarnham had their camp pitched near the Bloomfield laundry to try and steal our things if they could I only sent mine there a few times for the name model laundry sending me back over and over some old ones odd stockings that blackguardlooking fellow with the fine eyes peeling a switch attack me in the dark and ride me up against the wall without a word or a murderer anybody what they do themselves the fine gentlemen in their silk hats that K C lives up somewhere this way coming out of Hardwicke lane the night he gave us the fish supper on account of winning over the boxing match of course it was for me he gave it I knew him by his gaiters and the walk and when I turned round a minute after just to see there was a woman after coming out of it too some filthy prostitute then he goes home to his wife after that only I suppose the half of those sailors are rotten again with disease O move over your big carcass out of that for the love of Mike listen to him the winds that waft my sighs to thee so well he may sleep and sigh the great Suggester Don Poldo de la Flora if he knew how he came out on the cards this morning hed have something to sigh for a dark man in some perplexity between 2 7s too in prison for Lord knows what he does that I dont know and Im to be slooching around down in the kitchen to get his lordship his breakfast while hes rolled up like a mummy will I indeed did you ever see me running Id just like to see myself at it show them attention and they treat you like dirt I dont care what anybody says itd be much better for the world to be governed by the women in it you wouldnt see women going and killing one another and slaughtering when do you ever see women rolling around drunk like they do or gambling every penny they have and losing it on horses yes because a woman whatever she does she knows where to stop sure they wouldnt be in the world at all only for us they dont know what it is to be a woman and a mother how could they where would they all of them be if they hadnt all a mother to look after them what I never had thats why I suppose hes running wild now out at night away from his books and studies and not living at home on account of the usual rowy house I suppose well its a poor case that those that have a fine son like that theyre not satisfied and I none was he not able to make one it wasnt my fault we came together when I was watching the two dogs up in her behind in the middle of the naked street that disheartened me altogether I suppose I oughtnt to have buried him in that little woolly jacket I knitted crying as I was but give it to some poor child but I knew well Id never have another our 1st death too it was we were never the same since O Im not going to think myself into the glooms about that any more I wonder why he wouldnt stay the night I felt all the time it was somebody strange he brought in instead of roving around the city meeting God knows who nightwalkers and pickpockets his poor mother wouldnt like that if she was alive ruining himself for life perhaps still its a lovely hour so silent I used to love coming home after dances the air of the night they have friends they can talk to weve none either he wants what he wont get or its some woman ready to stick her knife in you I hate that in women no wonder they treat us the way they do we are a dreadful lot of bitches I suppose its all the troubles we have makes us so snappy Im not like that he could easy have slept in there on the sofa in the other room I suppose he was as shy as a boy he being so young hardly 20 of me in the next room hed have heard me on the chamber arrah what harm Dedalus I wonder its like those names in Gibraltar Delapaz Delagracia they had the devils queer names there father Vilaplana of Santa Maria that gave me the rosary Rosales y OReilly in the Calle las Siete Revueltas and Pisimbo and Mrs Opisso in Governor street O what a name Id go and drown myself in the first river if I had a name like her O my and all the bits of streets Paradise ramp and Bedlam ramp and Rodgers ramp and Crutchetts ramp and the devils gap steps well small blame to me if I am a harumscarum I know I am a bit I declare to God I dont feel a day older than then I wonder could I get my tongue round any of the Spanish como esta usted muy bien gracias y usted see I havent forgotten it all I thought I had only for the grammar a noun is the name of any person place or thing pity I never tried to read that novel cantankerous Mrs Rubio lent me by Valera with the questions in it all upside down the two ways I always knew wed go away in the end I can tell him the Spanish and he tell me the Italian then hell see Im not so ignorant what a pity he didnt stay Im sure the poor fellow was dead tired and wanted a good sleep badly I could have brought him in his breakfast in bed with a bit of toast so long as I didnt do it on the knife for bad luck or if the woman was going her rounds with the watercress and something nice and tasty there are a few olives in the kitchen he might like I never could bear the look of them in Abrines I could do the criada the room looks all right since I changed it the other way you see something was telling me all the time Id have to introduce myself not knowing me from Adam very funny wouldnt it Im his wife or pretend we were in Spain with him half awake without a Gods notion where he is dos huevos estrellados senor Lord the cracked things come into my head sometimes itd be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not theres the room upstairs empty and Millys bed in the back room he could do his writing and studies at the table in there for all the scribbling he does at it and if he wants to read in bed in the morning like me as hes making the breakfast for I he can make it for 2 Im sure Im not going to take in lodgers off the street for him if he takes a gesabo of a house like this Id love to have a long talk with an intelligent welleducated person Id have to get a nice pair of red slippers like those Turks with the fez used to sell or yellow and a nice semitransparent morning gown that I badly want or a peachblossom dressing jacket like the one long ago in Walpoles only 8/6 or 18/6 111 just give him one more chance 111 get up early in the morning Im sick of Cohens old bed in any case I might go over to the markets to see all the vegetables and cabbages and tomatoes and carrots and all kinds of splendid fruits all coming in lovely and fresh who knows whod be the 1st man Id meet theyre out looking for it in the morning Mamy Dillon used to say they are and the night too that was her massgoing Id love a big juicy pear now to melt in your mouth like when I used to be in the longing way then 111 throw him up his eggs and tea in the moustachecup she gave him to make his mouth bigger I suppose hed like my nice cream too I know what 111 do 111 go about rather gay not too much singing a bit now and then mi fa pieta Masetto then 111 start dressing myself to go out presto non son piu forte 111 put on my best shift and drawers let him have a good eyeful out of that to make his micky stand for him 111 let him know if thats what he wanted that his wife is I s 1 o fucked yes and damn well fucked too up to my neck nearly not by him 5 or 6 times handrunning theres the mark of his spunk on the clean sheet I wouldnt bother to even iron it out that ought to satisfy him if you dont believe me feel my belly unless I made him stand there and put him into me Ive a mind to tell him every scrap and make him do it out in front of me serve him right its all his own fault if I am an adulteress as the thing in the gallery said O much about it if thats all the harm ever we did in this vale of tears God knows its not much doesnt everybody only they hide it I suppose thats what a woman is supposed to be there for or He wouldnt have made us the way He did so attractive to men then if he wants to kiss my bottom 111 drag open my drawers and bulge it right out in his face as large as life he can stick his tongue 7 miles up my hole as hes there my brown part then 111 tell him I want LI or perhaps 30/ — 111 tell him I want to buy underclothes then if he gives me that well he wont be too bad I dont want to soak it all out of him like other women do I could often have written out a fine cheque for myself and write his name on it for a couple of pounds a few times he forgot to lock it up besides he wont spend it 111 let him do it off on me behind provided he doesnt smear all my good drawers O I suppose that cant be helped 111 do the indifferent 1 or 2 questions 111 know by the answers when hes like that he cant keep a thing back I know every turn in him 111 tighten my bottom well and let out a few smutty words smellrump or lick my shit or the first mad thing comes into my head then 111 suggest about yes O wait now sonny my turn is coming 111 be quite gay and friendly over it O but I was forgetting this bloody pest of a thing pfooh you wouldnt know which to laugh or cry were such a mixture of plum and apple no 111 have to wear the old things so much the better itll be more pointed hell never know whether he did it or not there thats good enough for you any old thing at all then 111 wipe him off me just like a business his omission then 111 go out 111 have him eying up at the ceiling where is she gone now make him want me thats the only way a quarter after what an unearthly hour I suppose theyre just getting up in China now combing out their pigtails for the day well soon have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in to spoil their sleep except an odd priest or two for his night office or the alarmclock next door at cockshout clattering the brains out of itself let me see if I can doze off 1 2 3 4 5 what kind of flowers are those they invented like the stars the wallpaper in Lombard street was much nicer the apron he gave me was like that something only I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and try again so as I can get up early 111 go to Lambes there beside Findlaters and get them to send us some flowers to put about the place in case he brings him home tomorrow today I mean no no Fridays an unlucky day first I want to do the place up someway the dust grows in it I think while Im asleep then we can have music and cigarettes I can accompany him first I must clean the keys of the piano with milk whatll I wear shall I wear a white rose or those fairy cakes in Liptons I love the smell of a rich big shop at 7 l/2d a lb or the other ones with the cherries in them and the pinky sugar 1 Id a couple of lbs of those a nice plant for the middle of the table Id get that cheaper in wait wheres this I saw them not long ago I love flowers Id love to have the whole place swimming in roses God of heaven theres nothing like nature the wild mountains then the sea and the waves rushing then the beautiful country with the fields of oats and wheat and all kinds of things and all the fine cattle going about that would do your heart good to see rivers and lakes and flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing up even out of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is as for them saying theres no God I wouldnt give a snap of my two fingers for all their learning why dont they go and create something I often asked him atheists or whatever they call themselves go and wash the cobbles off themselves first then they go howling for the priest and they dying and why why because theyre afraid of hell on account of their bad conscience ah yes I know them well who was the first person in the universe before there was anybody that made it all who ah that they dont know neither do I so there you are they might as well try to stop the sun from rising tomorrow the sun shines for you he said the day we were lying among the rhododendrons on Howth head in the grey tweed suit and his straw hat the day I got him to propose to me yes first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath yes he said I was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for you today yes that was why I liked him because I saw he understood or felt what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky I was thinking of so many things he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father and old captain Groves and the sailors playing all birds fly and I say stoop and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in front of the governors house with the thing round his white helmet poor devil half roasted and the Spanish girls laughing in their shawls and their tall combs and the auctions in the morning the Greeks and the jews and the Arabs and the devil knows who else from all the ends of Europe and Duke street and the fowl market all clucking outside Larby Sharons and the poor donkeys slipping half asleep and the vague fellows in the cloaks asleep in the shade on the steps and the big wheels of the carts of the bulls and the old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in white and turbans like kings asking you to sit down in their little bit of a shop and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.

[sailingbrisa]

Panama and the trip up the coast.

Tomorrow we head back to Panama to pick up a guest and then decide our next adventures. I think the next week looks pretty flat so we will probably start heading for Costa Rica via Venao and Morillo! Cummon waves. Be good to us!

 The four hours back to Panama city was quite routine… with virtually no wind at all we just seem to motor sail everywhere in Panama. OF course we are here right in the middle of rainy season … also surf season, but renowned for huge thunder storms and no wind. So far this week we have been pretty lucky with dodging the storms. We grabbed Tania, who showed up for a long weekend with us and headed back out to the little island to explore some more.  We motored back again in glassy calm weather, but this time with Tani to keep us all entertained. We arrived and anchored in the same little spot… and set about looking around the little island and scaring all the crabs.

 Later in the day we surfed a little again, but the waves were very small. I grabbed Tania and went trolling and she caught her very fist fish ever. Now she was pretty distraught at having hurt the little snapper and was really worried I was going to eat the little thing right there and then… however we let it go and it swam off none the worse for wear, but with a great story to tell his friends.

 He time passed slowly and we ate great food, talked and read and slept. The three days went by too quickly, but Tania was a breath of fresh air for us all and as we motored back to drop her off we all realized that this was also the last time we would be pulling into Panama city for a while. We dropped Tania off in an Uber on her way to the airport, after a stop in Casco for skin cream.. some thing she likes from the supermarket there and then I went to the lawyers offices to drop off my passport for the final stages of my permanent work visa for Panama.

 The next morning early, I left for the immigration offices to have my photo taken and Ross and Elwin left for Super 99 supermarket to stock up for our trip up the coats towards Costa Rica. We had decided to go that afternoon up to Punta Chame and see if there were any waves, but instead we got thunderstorms, rolly, sleepless nights and absolutely flat water. The next morning we headed for Playa Venao, knowing we would arrive after dark, never a very good thing when you’re heading for a new anchorage. We threw out the lures and before too long started to hook into tuna and a medium sized Pacific Mackrell. We managed to hook and release a decent number of fish, but had to keep three yellow fin tuna as the sushi bowls were almost empty. Ross and Elwin were reeling all day long it seemed. At one point we were surrounded by at least 100 dolphins. They were swimming to Brisa form all directions… the water was filled with them! It was the most dolphons I had seen at once since living in Hawaii in the 90’s.  One of the highlights… we had a strike on the biggest reel… sounded like a decent fish so we stopped the boat and I grabbed the reel… but saw pretty early on it was a log…. Jajajja. At the same time the other lure was sinking and it also got a hit…so I played up the fish I had ( the log fish ) and gave that reel to Elwin to pull in while I went and got the gaff for Ross. It turned out he had hooked a yellow fin…. Oh yeah more sushi!

 As darkness fell we were passing a point called Punta Mala…. Bad Point! Well tonight it turned out to be just fine.. calm, with a slight head current to slow down our arrival.

 We were now only about a mile off the coastline and getting pretty close to Venao at about 930 or 10 pm. I always turn on the radar at night… just in case there’s something out there and this time it saved us some grief I think. We were only about two or three miles away from Venao, when the radar painted something in front of us at about two miles out…. I looked at the map.. looked at the chart, looked at three gps’s. looked at them all again to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating and turned to avoid something that only showed up on the radar and had no light.  As we got closer Elwin and I both clearly saw the black shape sticking up out of the water like a ghost submarine that wasn’t on any charts. Scary to think that if the radar wasn’t on we may not have seen the thing until we hit it……. Gooooood Radar. We went back the next day and discovered that it wasn’t a submarine, but the plastic fishing bases used to farm fish at sea. No  lights and I am certain had we hit them significant damage to the boat.

 I had brought a new speargun last time in Panama,  a Riffe Euro 120. Man it was hard to load, but let me tell you .. that thing is an amazing spear gun.  We took it out to the fish farm to gie it a spin….but no big fish there. I cant wait to get out into some big fish with that thing. I don’t think it is actually a spear gun… I think it is a tomahawk missile launcher!

 So finally we pull into Venao and get in close to the beach and the headland there to hide from the swell and the wind, drop the anchor and go to sleep with the sound and promise of surf in the morning… something we hadn’t done a lot of yet. 530 am and im in the water paddling to the beach… followed by a little walk down to the break… and its.. not that good but still awesome fun. We spent a full week here enjoying the little bit of civilization, pool, food, Joels awesome Eco Venao coffee shop and roaster. The Surf Dojo in Venao looked awesome.. kids all over the place all learning to surf and by the end of the week I felt like a kid too. When we were done surfing. we would load up our electronics into the waterproof bag, Id paddle board it all to the beach then we would walk up the beach to the hostels and use their internet and eat hamburgers.

 One day while walking through one of the restaurants.. I look over and see Quiro… and old Red Bull workmate. Unbelievable. Now he is working for Celina the hostel chain all through Central and South America. We hug and say hi and make plans to hang later. WOW> Surprise. I walk into the surf shop and there is marketing girl … yesus….. she is also working for Celina. Amazing reunion. Loved it.

 Sadly Ross had to leave us on our last day in Venao. Family issues had cut his trip with us short by a couple of weeks and we walked up the beach and dropped him off at Celina to catch the bus back to Panama and a flight up to NYC.  Hugs on the beach and he was off! Was an awesome time with him onboard and super happy he came and caught his first marlin and made the passage with us from St. Martin.

 The next morning early Elwin and I pull the anchor and motor out of Venao… to go across to Punta Guanica, about 12 miles away…  remember we are now a motor boat not a sailboat.. there just no wind here …. But as we arrive we see there isn’t much of an anchorage, dirty brown runoff water and no waves…. So  we set sail ( of so we set motor )  for destinations unknown.. with no real plan other than to enjoy the dense jungle vistas on the coastline and to catch some more tuna as again we seemed to be a bit low… The coastline was rugged…. nasty rugged. We passed Cambutal, 411, Playa Negra, Hercules and not a wave to be had. Onshore light wind and pretty heavy rain were the norm for this long day…. We motored all the way up towards Isla Roncanor and as we prepared to round the corner into Playa Naranjo we were joimed by a pod of dolphins. Very dark and with very small fins. First time I had seen dolphins like that. They took off after  a short while, but always a fortunate thing to have dolphins play on a voyage. As we got to Playa Naranjo, the place we thought we would anchor for the night, we found ourselves in an exposed anchorage with onshore seas and wind… so we kept on going and headed for Isla Cebaco.. about another 24 NM up the road.

 Again this put us inline for a night arrival into another new anchorage… now becoming the norm. We motored in and found the chart to be pretty far off as far as depths went, but it was very nice and calm and in a light drizzle.. that hadn’t really stopped all day we dropped the anchor and cooked lamb chops and rice. MMMMM.

 The next morning we went ashore and found the lazy little fishing village to be filled with friendly people. We walked all around and tried to find fruit… in the shops or on the ground.. or anywhere.. but none to be found. So back to Brisa and lets head for Catalina to check the surf. We motor sailed until it got windy… the joke of the day was me doing my laundry before we left , hanging it out to dry and then having it rain all day… as the wind increased we sailed at cruise speed for the first time since 200nm out form Panama…. Amazing to move without a motor running. It got quite windy and rough so instead of continuing we detoured out to Isla Goberadora and hid in the lee there for an hour or two until the wind dropped. We zipped the last 4 miles to Isla Santa Catalina and dropped anchor in the lee in about 20 feet of water quite close to the beach. This turned out to be a lucky thing as a bit later the wind started to howl again, but we were tucked in nicely out of the way. A little rolly, but a lot better than Venao. The next morning we awoke to glassy conditions and surfed Santa Catalina alone with Elwin. Not epic conditions, but great fun.  We went back to Brisa, ate, watched NZ win 2 of three Americas cup races, then F1 qualifying… not sure why, but my phone works better here than in the city. Great internet!

 Then we hiked around Santa Catalina.. it had changed a lot since I had been there last. More buildings and businesses, lots of dive shops and a pretty decent supermarket! On the hike we Passed a great big mango tree and I started fighting with the bees for the mangoes as they fell out of the trees. Perfectly ripe and fresh and no pesky stringy bits stuck in my teeth. Sweet as sugar! I picked up a few and took them with us on the hike and am thinking that tomorrow before we go Ill need to go back and fill a bag up with those things. Amazing.

 We hiked a long way… a bit hot but not bad and saw the beach. On the way home we brought a huge bottle of soyu… a pineapple and salt. OK now we are good to go. Back to the break for an avo sesh, but its gotten a bit more crowded than this am….I grabbed a few waves, but onshore, bumpy with a little crowd isn’t really my thing so I left Elwin surfing… yep he will surf anything. I did a little work on the boat, cleaned the kitchen and went back and got him. The lifestyle on the boat is pretty interesting. Its 805pm and I’m exhausted, ready for bed and excited to think that tomorrow am we will jump up, surf, steal more mangos and then weigh the anchor and head for Coiba, with the plan to arrive in Costa Rica Thursday and be in Pavones by Friday PM.

 The next morning we scored a few waves.. I manager to get my first barrel of the trip and a couple of good solid waves.. but the crowd is very centralized there and even though it was only about 20 people… it was still enough. So we pulled the anchor up and headed out to Coiba…. With no real plan of where we were going or what we would find other than there is an old prison out there we wanted to see. It was an easy sail out there with lots of dolphins…. But for the first time in ages not any fish! We anchored out in front of a pretty little beach and at the end of it was the old prison. WE were not really sure who we were supposed to pay the park fees to, but we had heard it was expensive to see Coiba! WE took the dingy ashore and walked up the steps towards the prison and were greeted by the police officer in charge of the prison there. We provided them with our passport numbers and were told it was free to visit Coiba as long as we stayed out of the touristy areas to the north….. No worries! The guy took us all around the prison.. showed us the history and gave a great tour for us. I guess they don’t see many boats because the whole team was super nice to us and let us go and do anything we liked. WE walked up to the old grass runway.. still used sometimes and as we were about to leave the officer came and picked mangos with us. We ran back a bottle of rum,wine and $20. And gave some very large size fishermen a ride back to their boat and departed for the south end of Coiba. As we neared the end of the island we saw a little peeling wave and anchored about 500 yards away in front of a beautiful beach. WE greabbed ur boards and headed over to the little wave. It had a very shallow rock right at the takeoff point and a sneaky little current that kept pushing you towards that rock, but it was a quality little wave. We both rode a lot of good waves and dragged ass back to Brisa just after sunset. There was a strange whistling noise that we kept hearing.  Not too sure what it was to this day but we did go to have a look and make sure it wasn’t castaways. Coiba is a pretty uninhabited marine park… and we were defintly in the middle of nowhere with no one around. We both had a great sleep and went off to look at Isla Jicaron just a little further south. We anchored between the main island of Jicaron and a little Jicaron to the north in the channel between the two and went to the beach to have a look. Was a bit sad when we looked up in the trees and saw tons of plastic bottles washed up. … but much like the Caribbean side of Panama.. man has left his footprint even in the most remote parts of Central America. Elwin hiked up a river for a while and lived. No spiders snakes or poisonous frogs got him and I snorkeled around the beach… and was amazed to find a very healthy reef and fish population with hardly any urchins and no lion fish! We went back to Brisa and grabbed the three prong and the new Riffe Euro 120 and took Noisy Taco out to look at a little rock outcrop. We dove in and straight away had a white tip shark escort. They were nice and friendly enough…. But I am sure they would of loved for us to have shot something for them… so we said hi ( dutch for shark ) and went to look further east in a beautiful remote bay. There were incredible channels between the rocks and a lot of healthy reef and fish everywhere. Everyone can relax as we were not eaten nor did we shoot anything with the guns yet…. In the time it took us to go there and look around it had gotten quite windy and our smooth anchorage was not boucy and rough with us on a lee shore… so we decided to head off around to the bottom corner of Jicaron and a nice protected anchorage. We threw out the lines on the way and caught two big tuna with a great double hookup! With enough fish onboard to feed us for a week or two we sailed into the anchorage and were greeted by a military patrol boat and chase boat also anchored out of the weather. It was a great anchorage though with offshore wind and beautiful dense tropical rainforest all the way down to a gorgeous beach. After another great sleep, Elwin went hiking up another river.. and I grabbed my mask and flippers and went off in the dingy to explore the untouched waters on the north east side of the island. Again amazed by the fish here… thousands of them. I guess this is what the world looked like before man overfished the reefs. Literally snapper and parrot fish and turtles and rays and Trevally all over the place. I think more fish per square meter than anywhere else that I have been so far. Great job on the protected area Panama! That afternoon we pulled anchor and in glassy conditions motored out toward Montuosa Island and the infamous Hanibal Bank.