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[tastelikechili]

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[lipglossanon]

Day 9

Kink: Anal

Pairing: Priest!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, slight religious themes, sex in a cemetery, rimming, dirty talk, ass eating, pussy play, anal sex, unprotected sex, anal creampie

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It’s late evening when Leon offers to take you for a stroll around the small cemetery behind his chapel. October being your favorite month of the year, it always elicits the need for spooky pastimes—and a graveyard stroll falls perfectly in that category. 

No one is ever at the chapel, especially on the days you visit. Father Kennedy prefers the isolation and quiet; you being one of his few exceptions. The clouds overhead loom heavy and gray, hints at a cold rain later tonight. The rows of tombstones stretch out a good ways with a small gravel path winding through the cemetery. 

Leon’s like a silent shadow next to you; a warm, steady presence at your back as you slowly make your way through the headstones. For some reason, it has your heart pumping, arousal slowly pooling in your stomach. It’s not a foreign feeling by any means, but you can’t say you’ve ever wanted to have sex in a graveyard before. But with Leon here with you now, dressed down in a simple long sleeve button up and dark slacks, the thought won’t leave your brain. 

Dusk has settled beyond the trees, bathing everything in purples and blues. Biting your lip, you turn, chest brushing against Father Kennedy’s and it makes you inhale a little more breathily. 

“Hi,” you smile up at him, running your fingers up along his buttons before smoothing out across his shoulders. 

He doesn’t crack a smile but he angles his head toward you, “Hi.”

Running a tongue along your bottom lip, you watch as his eyes track the movement.  

“You’re totally free to say no—“

“Yes.”

His reply startles a laugh from you. 

“You don’t even know what I’m going to say.”

“I doubt I’ll be unhappy with agreeing with you.”

His deadpan delivery makes your chest flutter. 

“Do you wanna fuck me? Right here?” You gesture to a patch of dead grass underneath a tree, right off the side of the little path you’re both standing on. 

“Yes,” he rasps, hands greedily grasping your hips. 

Grinning, you begin to walk backwards, letting him steer you in the right direction, “Not worried about scaring the locals?”

He shakes his head, “No one visits this time of day.”

Once you’ve made it to the designated spot, you pull away and slip off your jacket. Kneeling, you bend over to spread it across the ground—knowing it’s not much, but still better than nothing. Before you can sit back up, Leon’s boxing your body in, grinding his bulge against your ass, lips kissing and nipping at your neck. 

His hands make quick work of your jeans, yanking them and your panties down to our thighs. A low groan comes from behind you before his hot hands grope your ass, kneading the soft skin. 

“Let me fuck you.. here,” his thumb brushes against your asshole, making you clench around nothing. 

“B-but we don’t have any lube,” you gasp, dizzy from the sudden rush of blood at his offer. 

“We’ll go slow,” his low smoky tenor has your clit pulsing with your heartbeat. “I’ll lick you open, get you nice and loose.”

His fingers swipe from your swollen clit, across your soaked hole to tap his wet fingers against your asshole. A gust of air is your only warning before Leon’s tongue laps at the same spot, groaning at the taste of your slick coated rim. 

Using his hands, Father Kennedy spreads your cheeks and gropes each one in his palms. He pulls back and spits on your hole, dipping back down to flick his tongue around the opening. Your pussy leaks slick down your thighs and you bite down on your forearm, but it doesn’t do much to dampen your moans. 

It grows dark in the cemetery as Leon licks you open, tongue slipping into your ass while he teases your clit at the same time. You’re so turned on, you feel dizzy with it—face feeling hot in the cool autumn air. Leon’s own groans and sighs against your rim makes your cunt flutter around nothing. He eats your ass eagerly, like he’s afraid you’ll tell him to stop. It’s making your toes curl in your shoes. 

Another rough swipe of his fingers across your clit makes you keen loudly. 

“‘M gonna cum soon,” you pant, nails digging into the grass. 

He pulls away from your spit soaked asshole, the fingers on your clit stilling their movement. 

“Let’s see if you can come on my cock then, little sinner.”

His words burn hot in your pelvis, clit pulsing against his digits. You feel as he notches the head of his dick against your pussy. 

“Need to get my dick wet first,” he murmurs, right before he presses inside your clenching heat, sinking all the way until he bottoms out in your cunt. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you chant, eyes nearly rolling back. “God, this feels so good.”

A sharp slap to your ass makes you cry out. 

“It’s rude to take the lords name in vain. How many times must I tell you?”

Your walls pulse and clench down on his cock. 

“S-sorry, Father,” your whimpering turns to moaning when he pulls his dick completely out of your snug pussy. 

“As much as I love filling this sweet hole,” he slaps your pussy lips. “Think it’s time I stuff this one.”

He grinds the tip of his dick against your rim before using his thumb to keep the head from slipping out, pushing in until he sinks in the first inch. 

“Oh my—ohhh,” you whine, body tensing at the dull sting of his cock stretching your ass. 

“Shhh, just be quiet and take it. Be a good girl,” he soothes. 

Both holes clench and flutter, pussy feeling left out as your ass squeezes down on Father Kennedy’s cock. He steadily rocks his hips forward until he buries his entire dick into your tight ass. You’ve been unable to stop the sounds escaping your mouth, drool seeping past your lips as you bury your face in your arms. 

“Perfect slut,” he rumbles, hands petting down your back to grope your hips before sweeping across your ass to hold your cheeks open, watching as he pulls out. 

Your body’s on fire, arousal pooling in your stomach from the sheer stretch of Leon’s cock. He fucks back in slowly, fingers reaching down to gather your slick to smear against your rim and his dick to keep it smooth. A burning ache settles in your body, but it’s not unpleasant. You like that it hurts a little—that Leon is giving you this experience. 

The push and pull of his cock is slow and steady, fingers circling your clit help keep that sweet band of arousal winding tighter and tighter. The thickness of his dick hollows out your body in a way that’s extremely satisfying, awakening a new hunger in you that is only satisfied with having Father Kennedy stuff your ass. 

“Fuck, Father—Leon, I’m gonna cum,” you hiccup a moan. “I’m g’nna cum.”

“Good girl,” he praises, voice soft. “Squeeze that tight little hole around my cock. Show me where you want me to fill you up.”

Shuddering, your heart pounds in your chest, breaths gusting from your mouth so hard dirt swirls up from the ground. His fingers strum your slippery clit and your orgasm rips through your body like a supernova. You think you shout out his name, maybe it’s just gibberish, but your body tries to curl in on itself. Thighs jumping and shaking, you push your ass back, hole clamping down on his cock like a vice. 

You hear him curse under his breath before groaning, followed by heat as he cums in you. Aftershocks ravage your body, everything feels sensitive as he slowly pulls out, jizz dribbling from your rim to drip onto the grass. 

His thumb brushes against your hole and you hiss.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He tugs your clothes back into place and shuffles to his feet, then helps you to stand on unsteady legs. His unzipped slacks are the only hint to any impropriety aside from your own disheveled state. 

You grin up at him. 

“Sure thing, Father.”

[nicnak20]

Roses:

*On Valentine's day, your crush surprises you with something special at your doorstep.*

The muted California sunlight, filtered through the sheer curtains of your condo, painted stripes across the polished wooden floor. You were indulging in a rare lazy morning on Valentine's Day, a mug of steaming herbal tea warming your hands. The air hummed with the quiet promise of the day, a day usually reserved for couples, a day you typically navigated with a practiced air of detached amusement. But this year felt different. A flutter of nerves, unfamiliar and insistent, had been keeping you company since you woke up.

You knew why.

Nicholas.

His name was a soft echo in your thoughts, a melody you replayed endlessly. Nicholas, with his dark brown, perpetually slightly messy hair that always seemed to fall just so, framing his face perfectly. Nicholas, whose bambi brown eyes held a warmth that could melt the persistent California fog, and in your more fanciful moments, your carefully constructed defenses. Nicholas, who was, in your opinion, a walking, talking embodiment of everything good and kind in the world. Kind, yes, unfailingly so.

Gentle in his words and actions. Warm, radiating a genuine sincerity that drew people to him like moths to a flame. Romantic, you suspected, based on the way he spoke of old movies and the slightly melancholic beauty he found in the mundane.

Loving, though that love was currently directed towards his adorable golden retriever, Gus, whom he talked about with the same tenderness others reserved for soulmates. Intelligent, evident in the thoughtful observations he’d make during your casual conversations. Sweet, his smile alone was enough to give you a toothache, a good kind of toothache. And funny – oh, was he funny.

His wit was quick and clever, often delivered with a self-deprecating charm that made you laugh until your sides ached.

You’d been harboring this secret crush for months, a quiet ember glowing in the corner of your heart. You’d met him at the local bookstore, both reaching for the same slightly worn copy of a collection of poetry. A classic meet-cute, you’d thought then, quickly dismissing the romantic notion.

Since then, your paths had crossed frequently – at the neighborhood coffee shop, walking in the park, even bumping into each other at the farmer’s market. Each encounter was a small, exhilarating jolt, leaving you breathless and slightly tongue-tied. You cherished those moments, replaying them in your mind like precious film reels.

Your heart gave a nervous thump at the insistent ring of the doorbell. It was a cheerful, almost impatient sound. Frowning slightly, you placed your mug on the coaster. You weren’t expecting anyone. Maybe a delivery? You hadn’t ordered anything.

Peeking through the peephole, your breath hitched.

It was Nicholas.

He stood on your porch, a vibrant splash of crimson against the muted beige of the building. In his hands, he held a bouquet of red roses, their velvety petals unfurling like secrets whispered in the morning air. A small, square envelope nestled amongst the blooms. His gaze was directed down, a hint of a nervous smile playing on his lips. He was wearing his usual comfortable jeans and a soft grey sweater that made his eyes seem even darker. He looked… nervous.

Your mind went blank for a fleeting second, your carefully constructed composure teetering on the edge of collapse. Your palms suddenly felt damp. What was happening?

You took a deep breath, trying to still the frantic hammering of your heart against your ribs. This couldn't be happening. Could it?

You reached for the doorknob, your fingers trembling slightly. As the door swung open, Nicholas looked up, and his bambi brown eyes met yours. His nervous smile widened into a genuine one, a smile that reached those captivating eyes and crinkled the corners.

“Hi,” he said, his voice a warm rumble that sent a shiver down your spine. He held out the bouquet, the scent of roses suddenly filling the air, sweet and intoxicating. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Your voice seemed to have temporarily deserted you. You could only manage a slightly breathless, “Nicholas?”

“I, uh,” he shuffled his feet slightly, a blush rising on his cheeks, making him look even more endearing. “I know it’s… maybe unexpected. But I wanted to…” He trailed off, gesturing vaguely with the bouquet.

You finally found your voice, a soft whisper. “Roses.”

“Yeah,” he chuckled, a nervous sound. “Rose-y roses. Is that… okay?”

“Okay?” you echoed, a small smile finally gracing your lips. “Nicholas, they’re… they’re beautiful.” And they were. The deep red of the petals was breathtaking, a stark contrast to the green foliage. But more than the beauty of the flowers, it was the gesture itself that had your heart doing somersaults.

He seemed to relax a fraction, his shoulders dropping slightly. “Good. I wasn’t sure if it was… too much.”

“Too much?” you repeated, your voice laced with disbelief. “Nicholas, this is incredibly thoughtful.”

He shifted his weight again, still holding out the bouquet. “I also, um…” He glanced down at the envelope nestled amongst the roses. “I wrote you a little something.”

Your eyes followed his gaze to the small envelope. Your heart skipped another beat. A love note. For you. From Nicholas.

“May I?” he asked hesitantly, gesturing towards the inside of your condo.

You stepped back, gesturing him in. “Please, come in.”

He entered, the bouquet held carefully in his hands. The scent of roses intensified in the enclosed space, creating an almost dreamlike atmosphere. You led him to the small table in your living room, the sunlight still painting stripes across the floor.

He placed the bouquet gently on the table, the vibrant red a striking contrast to the muted tones of your decor. He turned back to you, his expression a mixture of nervousness and hopeful anticipation.

“So,” he began, rubbing the back of his neck, a gesture you’d noticed he did when he was feeling a bit awkward. “The roses are, well, they’re because… you know… Valentine’s Day.”

You nodded, your eyes locked on his. You were almost afraid to breathe, afraid the magic of the moment might shatter.

“And the note…” He reached for the envelope, his fingers brushing against yours for a fleeting second, sending a jolt of electricity through you. He handed it to you. It was a simple cream-colored envelope, your name written on the front in his familiar, slightly slanted handwriting.

Your fingers trembled as you took it. You met his gaze again, a question in your eyes.

He took a deep breath. “I… I’ve wanted to tell you for a while now. How I feel. But I wasn’t sure if… if you felt the same way.”

Your heart was pounding so hard you could feel it in your ears. “Nicholas…”

“Reading the note might make things clearer,” he said softly, a hint of a shy smile playing on his lips.

You nodded, your fingers fumbling with the edge of the envelope. You carefully slid out the small folded piece of paper inside. The scent of his cologne, a subtle hint of sandalwood and something warm and spicy, wafted towards you from the paper.

You unfolded it and began to read. His words, penned in that same slightly slanted handwriting, swam before your eyes for a moment. Then, they came into focus.

“To the one who brightens my day without even trying,

I know this might be a surprise, and maybe a bit forward, but I couldn’t let Valentine’s Day pass without telling you something I’ve been feeling for a while now.

From the moment we bumped into each other at the bookstore, I knew there was something special about you. Your kindness, your intelligence, your wonderful sense of humor – they all draw me in. You have a way of looking at the world that makes me see it differently, in a better light.

Spending time with you is the highlight of my week. Our conversations, even the most mundane ones, feel like an adventure. You make me laugh, you make me think, and you make my heart beat a little faster.

I know this might be a long shot, but I was hoping… hoping that maybe, just maybe, you might feel something too.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I hope this small gesture brings a smile to your beautiful face.

With all my heart,

Nicholas.”

Tears welled in your eyes, blurring the ink. You looked up at Nicholas, your throat tight with emotion. He was watching you, his expression a mixture of hope and trepidation.

“Nicholas,” you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. “I…”

He stepped closer, his gaze searching yours. “Did I… misread things?”

You shook your head, a tear escaping and tracing a path down your cheek. “No,” you managed to say, your voice trembling slightly. “Oh, Nicholas, no. You didn’t misread anything at all.”

His face broke into a radiant smile, a smile that reached his eyes and made them sparkle. The warmth in his gaze was a comforting embrace.

“Really?” he breathed, his voice filled with disbelief and joy.

You nodded again, a genuine smile spreading across your face. “Really.”

The silence that followed was comfortable, filled with the unspoken understanding that passed between two people finally acknowledging a connection that had been there all along. The scent of roses filled the air, a sweet testament to a Valentine’s Day surprise that had turned into something more beautiful than you could have ever imagined. And as Nicholas reached out, his fingers gently brushing away the tear on your cheek, you knew that this was just the beginning of your story.

*Based on Kelsea Ballerini's song 'Roses'.*

[bloobluebloo]

Gantober: Day 24

I DID NOT FORGET GANTOBER! I was working on a different piece, but it has escaped my initial vision and has become a lot longer than I anticipated. I had hoped I could post it today but alas...

In the meantime, I have another ficlet I had in my drafts from my own au. A young Ganondorf discovers something very interesting about himself...

Ganondorf was not supposed to be out at night. The heart of the desert, where he and his mother lived, was rife with danger in the daylight. Night time only offered whatever monsters lurked within the sands the cover of darkness, and the opportune moment to strike a lonely, unsuspecting child.

Ganondorf was lonely, he knew that much. The only person he ever really saw was his mother, and the occasional visitor that would make the trek out to the wastelands to procure his mother’s special potions. He had only had the opportunity to visit Gerudo town once, when his mother had made a large delivery of her potions. The town had him in awe, almost staggering with how many people he could see left and right, how many children his own age were running about, how there were many stalls with every single thing he could possibly think of on display for sale. It made the life he knew pale in comparison, the silence of his home, the bubbling of the potion pots his mother always had going, and sand as far as the eye could see in every direction seem mundane and lifeless in comparison to the spirit of joy and living that he had witnessed in Gerudo town. Ever since that day, he had asked his mother why they couldn’t live there, a place where there was safety, companionship, and every comfort one could wish for. 

His mother would always chide him for the question, reminding him of how she had had to dress him and cloak him to ensure that no one would notice that he was voe. Voe were not allowed in Gerudo town. 

That evening, as Ganondorf stared down in the water of the oasis he had known all his life, he slowly observed his reflection. He looked at his hair, how if he turned it in just the right way, it would almost look like a burning ember upon his head, and how it reached down to his shoulders. He looked at the reflection of his golden eyes, how bright they were, as bright as the sun in the moon’s reflected light upon the water. His nose was big and proud, his toughened skin a testament to living beneath the desert sun’s rays for all his life. 

He was Gerudo, that much he was sure of. Why would he not be allowed in Gerudo town? As he stared at his reflection, his ears pricked. He was accustomed to silence, sensitive to the smallest of sounds. His eyes slowly rose, and his blood froze.

A group of lizalfos were approaching. 

Ganondorf stood up, grabbing the dagger by his side. He was not well practised in wielding it; his mother had always protected him, and had told him it was not necessary for him to learn how to kill, not at such a young age, not when he was voe. Nonetheless, he had grabbed the weapon before venturing outside in the night, just in case. 

The lizalfos had taken notice of him. They began to scuttle in their quick, zigzag-like pattern, moving in to trap their young prey. Ganondorf felt panic seize him, the hand holding the dagger shaking. He turned around, opening his mouth to shout for his mother when pain exploded in his back, and he hit the ground hard. 

One of the lizalfos had pounced upon him. He could smell its disgusting breath, how it was huffing in his ears, and how its thick saliva ran down the back of his neck as its long, thick tongue lashed about. He tried to take in a breath, but his chest was pressed hard against the ground with the weight of the monster on his back. Gritting his teeth, he began to struggle, scraping his arms and legs against the sand as he tried to break free. 

Was this how he was going to die? The thought made something inside of him boil. He knew his mother had told him not to leave the house at night. He hadn’t ventured far from his house….just to the pond that was part of the oasis that was home. This was still his home…it was his. 

There was already so much he couldn’t have. He couldn’t have any friends, save for the occasional wild birds that perched on the roof of his house and the sweet sand seal that lazily slept in her pen. He couldn’t learn how to fight because his mother insisted he was too young, even though he had seen vai his age wielding swords in Gerudo town. He wasn’t allowed to enter town, to participate in city life, simply because he was guilty of the sin of being voe. 

And now, he couldn’t even have the safety of his own home because some stupid monsters thought they could invade it, kill him for simply being outside his house? Ganondor’s fear and panic began to give way to something else. It was a feeling that would have been nauseating at any other time, coiling in his stomach and making the blood pound in his ears. No one could take what was his. He ground his teeth, his nostrils flaring as he took in a deep breath. 

STOP.

Realistically, the boy knew that telling a monster to stop wouldn’t do anything. He wasn’t even sure what had compelled him to issue such a command. Maybe it was why he blinked in surprise as he felt the lizalfos scramble off of him. He slowly sat up, brushing sand out of his hair and eyes as he looked for where the lizalfos had went. 

The boy scrambled back, unsure of what he was seeing. Maybe the lizalfos did not actually get off of him, and he was hallucinating as he was slowly dying. Maybe he was already dead. He was well aware of how monsters behaved, how single-minded they were in their intent to kill. 

He especially didn’t think they knew how to bow, especially to a boy that they could have easily killed. 

Forgive us, Master. We did not know it was you. Ganondorf scrambled back further, his breathing heavy as he tried to make sense of what was happening. He didn’t recall ever being a master of anything, and he was sure that lizalfos could not talk. Yet somehow, they had spoken, and had called him master. He was scared and confused and yet…

There was something at the back of his mind that told him that this was only natural. 

L-leave. The lizalfos bowed deeper in response. 

Yes Master. Apologies for disturbing you. 

As Ganondorf watched the lizalfos scuttle away, he could not help the dread that settled deep in the pit of his stomach. Something had changed, in that very moment, that much he knew.

[ravirussell]

closed for: @solaadisa

where: jolyani

"Sorry again," Ravi apologies as he signs his name where the delivery driver indicated for him to, his morning quick turning into a flurry when he had to re-route his plans after getting a less than enthused call about no one being at the truck to sign for that week's delivery, which Sola was supposed to undertake.

He couldn't make out what was grumbled his way as he hands back the stylus he had signed with, biting his tongue though he felt like the ire was unfairly directed his way.

Ravi does his best not to worry about no reply texts and the two calls he had made to his business partner that went on unanswered as he packed the restock away, finding once he was nearly done that there didn't seem to be any cause for concern.

Nine times out of ten just the sight of her was enough to turn around any bad day he had, that morning she was occupying that outlier rogue one and irritation was written all over his face.

"Quick question," He says without any greeting, wiping his hands on the black apron he was wearing, "Did you get robbed on the way here of your phone and your ability to tell time, or do you just think my time matters less than yours?"

@solaadisa

[soaringwide]

Who am I?

I'm a 30yo woman and tarot reader from Switzerland, my mother tongue is French and I speak English as a second language. My real name is quite unusual so I'd rather not disclose it publicly for privacy reasons.

Ever since I was a teenager, I had an interest for all things occult and spiritual, which got me into tarot, among many other things, such as astrology, the study of mythologies and various branches of magic.

This space is quite new but I'm an internet dinosaur who remembers the era of forums and I've been through many virtual identities throughout the years.

My philosophy and practice

To me, Tarot act as a mirror to our inner world, reflecting back the strength, beauty, and magic that reside within each of us. It's not just a tool to get quick answers on how things are going to happen like most people use it for, but to gain clarity on yourself or a situation, so that you can empower yourself.

My aim is to deliver messages with empathy, to have respect for your unique journey, and to encourage self discovery.

Which is why, every reading is a step towards not just understanding your path, but walking it with sovereignty. You are in control of your life and you decide where you want to steer the boat. No reading should be accepted as an ultimate truth, even if it feels like it resonates. Remember that you are free and that life is ever-changing, chaotic, and always full of surprises.

When it comes to my reading style, I use many the RWS, but also various oracle decks, using a blend of traditional meanings and correspondences, and intuitive storytelling.

I like to dive deep when I do readings, by analyzing the situation from different angles before providing advice. Which is why I do not do single or even three cards pull, and my readings very rarely take me less than an hour to complete. I do not work by amount of cards either as I will pull as many as necessary when inquiring about your issue, using spreads that I designed for the question at hand but taking into account whatever wants to come out of the deck.

I will make sure we are on the same page about the direction of your reading before starting it through an initial email contact. The delivery time will also be discussed with you, as it depends on my availability since I have a full time job during the week. You can usually expect to receive your reading in under one week, unless otherwise specified. Once the reading completed, I will email you a PDF with your reading and a picture of the cards I pulled. Please tell me if you want a different delivery method, such as an audio recording, as I can do that upon request.

Further reading

What I do not read on

How to book a reading with me

Go back to masterlist

[gemkun]

@grislyintentions said: One muse tends to the other's injury [to Kaveh from Layla ^^] ↬ 100 INDULGENT TROPES

      ⸻       silence   swims   between   the   two   ,   as   if   some   message   is   suppressed   with   every   last   ounce   of   energy   the   architect   might   possess.   for   all   his   prior   comments   on   negating   quick   fixes   and   allowing   them   to   run   their   course   ,   kaveh   now   blooms   into   his   own   dilemma   ,   uncannily   similar   to   layla’s   incident   that   he   too   had   prodded   at.   a   byproduct   of   wearing   out   the   body.   that   reason   alone   ,   is   enough   for   him   to   quell   his   tongue   and   simply   accept   the   kind   aid   to   his   afflicted   hand.   a   detrimental   ailment   that   would   impede   much   of   his   progress.

  cold   greets   his   knuckles   and   the   biting   reminder   of   being   grateful   directs   the   graduate   to   acknowledge   the   student.   ❝   you   really   don’t   have   to   do   this   ,   layla.   ❞   sincerity   awashes   ,   casting   over   the   pupil.   it   seems   ,   even   with   his   years   of   toil   ,   he   still   has   more   to   learn   despite   his   credentials   ,   titles   and   certificates.    ❝   but   even   so   .   .   .   thank   you.   ❞   mirrored   is   he   ,   returning   earnest   delivery   to   the   rtawahist.   still   ,   his   concerns   bear   and   rise   to   the   surface.   ❝   since   you’re   here   ,   i’ve   been   wondering   ,   how   has   your   rest   been   since   we   last   spoke   to   each   other   ?   ❞

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[getitsms]

Bulk SMS Is Growing: Why Mumbai Enterprises Can’t Ignore It in 2025

In a digital age overflowing with shiny new marketing trends — AI-powered bots! viral different campaigns! — It’s easy to forget the humble text message. But here’s the twist: SMS isn’t merely alive. It’s thriving. And if you are a business in Mumbai, it’s now that you can harness all the powers of the Bulk SMS messaging services before your competitors beat you to the inbox.

The Silent Digital Warrior: Why SMS is the True Champion

The truth is: Most of us have inboxes full of unread emails and social feeds full of videos and photos we keep scrolling past. But text messages? Those get read. Fast.

·         98% Open Rate: The average SMS is read in under 3 minutes. That’s marketing magic.

·         Direct & Personal: communicate with your audience instantly on the most personal channel—their mobile device.

·         No Wi-Fi? No Problem: SMS works offline, unlike emails or apps. It’s accessible, always.

·         High Recall: The messages stick. People actually remember texts more than fleeting social ads.

Bulk SMS: The underrated Growth Hack for Businesses

If you own a B2B or B2C business in Mumbai and still haven’t used Bulk SMS, clearly, you’re not aware of its potential. Start-ups, e-commerce brands, health-care providers, salons, education hubs — they’re all getting with it. Here's why:

1.      Cost-Effective, Big Impact

Ads in Mumbai can quickly become expensive. Bulk SMS? It’s affordable with a great ROI. Send a campaign out to thousands and pay only a fraction of what you’d spend on paid ads.

2.      Personalization at Scale

For dynamic fields, messages that read “Hi [Name], your order is ready!” make SMS feel personal. And guess what? Personal sells.

3.      It’s More Than Just Texts Now

Current features of Bulk SMS systems are:

·         Rich Communication Services (RCS) – RCS Messaging with images, buttons, videos

·         2-Way Messaging for customer support

·         Scheduled messages, automated reminders, and birthday greetings

·         Instant OTPs and delivery alerts

·         This isn’t your grandma’s texting. It’s smart, strategic, and scalable.

4.      Multilingual Reach in a Diverse City

Mumbai is a city of many tongues—Marathi, Hindi, English, and Gujarati. Bulk SMS platforms let you craft messages in regional languages, increasing engagement and trust with local customers.

Integration-Ready: SMS Plays Well with Others

Bulk SMS doesn’t try to replace your other channels—it complements them.

·         Email Marketing: Use SMS to follow up on email campaigns.

·         Apps: Notify app users with quick updates or OTPs.

·         Social media: Share links to your campaigns or events directly via text.

How to choose a Bulk SMS service provider in Mumbai

The increasing demand has motivated several Bulk SMS providers in Mumbai. Not all platforms are created equal, however. For the service, make sure that a provider has:

·         Real-time delivery tracking

·         API integrations

·         Easy-to-use dashboard

·         24/7 customer support

·         Cheap, transparent pricing

·         Support for DLT compliance

Need help finding the right provider? Have a look at our Top Bulk SMS Service Providers in Mumbai and decide which best meets your business requirements.

Ending thoughts: Don't Just Send Texts—Send Business Growth

A lot has changed in the world of digital marketing, but SMS remains as dominant as ever. And it is quick, intimate, and remarkably effective in Mumbai’s frenetic market. No matter if you are a small or large business, a retailer or an agency, adding SMS to your marketing plans puts you in the driver’s seat for getting direct responses from customers.

So, is it time to do some serious rethinking of that humble text message? Absolutely.

Bulk SMS marketing in Mumbai is more than a mass blast—it's your secret weapon for 2025.

[annisseta]

Team

English is not my mother tongue, I hope you like it.

Being a shield agent was the worst thing that could happen to her, not because of the demands of the job or the time one has to have a social life, but because of the fact that she was constantly seeing Captain America in that suit too good for humanity, especially if she unconsciously sought contact with him.

This day was a special day, there was a beautiful opportunity to talk to him with more confidence, the human resources department had given an announcement for a team activity for better coexistence between agents and those things she didn't care much about.

The activity was very simple to give a gift for orphanage children, they did it several times a year but this time she would take the initiative to ask steve rogers if he wanted to team up with her.

when she found him she realized that he was about to enter the elevator so she hurried to run to catch him, if he hadn't seen her she would have hit the door giving herself a good blow, she arrived panting next to steve, she was nervous and above all shy, with only a few seconds she recomposed her breathing to smile as kindly as she could.

-Good morning captain, thank you for not letting me knock on the door hahaha.

She tried to sound friendly but melted inside to see him smile as he always does, she couldn't stand to see him for long so she focused on the elevator door.

-I hope you get to where you need to go on time-

Steve spoke nonchalantly, but it was impossible for her ears not to turn red, she just thought over and over about how to make the invitation, she thought about what would bother him or if he wasn't interested at all but they were orphans, how could they not want to.

He steeled himself after a few seconds of overthinking and also seeing that they were about to reach the floor where Steve was apparently going to get off.

-Captain, excuse my curiosity, but what do you think of the human resources activity?

It was a quick question and I didn't even look at him so as not to see his reaction but the silence on his part was not normal so I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, apparently he had taken out his cell phone.

-Captain?

-Oh I found it, it seems like a good action, sorry, I'm not aware of the usual activities in the missions.

She swallowed thickly and then let out a laugh that she tried to go unnoticed since she was even more nervous, apparently he had no idea.

-And would you like to participate?

It was a step, with this question he would know if he would continue with his own mission, Steve continued thinking about it and then answered.

-maybe yes, why not-

She bit the inside of her cheek, Steve had no idea about the activity, he couldn't help but wonder if he would comment on teaming up, besides the fact that his answers were short and direct, it gave the impression that he didn't want to talk to her.

Even though she had everything against her inside her head, she went for it all or nothing, but she didn't get the timing right so the door opened and the captain set off on his way, taking long and strong steps making it difficult for her to reach him.

-Damn it, Captain Rogers!-

She shouted and her voice echoed in the parking lot, embarrassment took over her when he turned to look at her intently, she had never felt his cheeks so hot, she was silent for a few moments before speaking forcefully

-Do you want to be my partner for the delivery of the gift for the children of the orphanage? I'm talking about the human resources activity-

I didn't look away, I was waiting for the answer and I only received a kind smile from him causing a hole in my stomach quickly

-Yes, just choose two gifts and look for me to give you my share so you can buy them-

I smiled with false joy while I nodded my head vigorously watching him say goodbye happily and without any apparent problem, this time he had lost a battle but not the war, he was not going to give up on his mission to spend time with Steve Rogers. failures 1 attempts 1 conviction 100%

[popcornpicks]

Blog Entry No. 8: The Emotional Journey of "Inside Out" by Pete Docter

"Inside Out," directed by Pete Docter and released in 2015, is a heartfelt animated film that takes viewers on an emotional rollercoaster. This movie brilliantly explores the complexities of human emotions through the eyes of an 11-year-old girl and the emotions residing within her. Let's delve into what makes "Inside Out" an unforgettable cinematic experience.

Plot Overview

The story centers around Riley, a young girl whose life is turned upside down when her family moves from Minnesota to San Francisco. Inside her mind, five core emotions—Joy, Sadness, Anger, Fear, and Disgust—guide her through this challenging transition. Joy, the dominant emotion, strives to keep Riley happy, while Sadness begins to unintentionally affect Riley's memories.

As Riley navigates her new life, Joy and Sadness get lost in the labyrinth of her mind, leaving Anger, Fear, and Disgust in charge. Their journey back to Headquarters is fraught with obstacles and revelations, highlighting the importance of all emotions in maintaining Riley's well-being.

Characters and Performances

Joy (Amy Poehler): Joy is the optimistic and energetic leader of Riley's emotions. Amy Poehler's lively performance perfectly captures Joy's enthusiasm and determination to keep Riley happy, even in the face of adversity.

Sadness (Phyllis Smith): Sadness, often seen as a burden, becomes a crucial character in Riley's emotional growth. Phyllis Smith's gentle and empathetic portrayal adds depth to Sadness, making her an unexpectedly vital part of Riley's journey.

Anger (Lewis Black): Anger is quick to react and provides much of the film's humor. Lewis Black's sharp and fiery delivery makes Anger both hilarious and relatable, capturing the frustration of life's challenges.

Fear (Bill Hader): Fear is cautious and always on the lookout for danger. Bill Hader's anxious and jittery performance brings Fear to life, embodying the protective nature of this emotion.

Disgust (Mindy Kaling): Disgust is sassy and sharp-tongued, ensuring Riley avoids anything unpleasant. Mindy Kaling's witty and snarky portrayal adds a layer of humor and realism to the character.

Visuals and Animation

"Inside Out" excels in its imaginative and vibrant animation. The mind is depicted as a colorful and dynamic landscape, with each memory represented by glowing orbs. The diverse and visually stunning environments, from the Train of Thought to the Abstract Thought area, add to the film's charm and creativity.

Themes and Impact

"Inside Out" delves into themes of emotional complexity, personal growth, and the importance of embracing all emotions. The film illustrates how Joy and Sadness must work together to help Riley navigate her new life, emphasizing that sadness and other seemingly negative emotions play essential roles in emotional health.

The movie's emotional depth and innovative storytelling resonate with audiences of all ages, making it a poignant and educational experience. It teaches valuable lessons about empathy, resilience, and the interconnectedness of emotions.

Overall Ratings

Plot/Storyline: 8/10

Script/Writing: 9/10

Cinematography/Animation: 9/10

Voice Acting: 10/10

Attraction Value/Rewatchability: 8/10

Why Do I Recommend This Movie?

"Inside Out" is a beautifully crafted film that combines humor, heart, and profound insights into the human psyche. It's a perfect choice for anyone looking to explore the complexities of emotions in a fun and engaging way. The movie's touching narrative and memorable characters make it a must-watch for families and individuals alike.

So, if you're in the mood for an emotionally enriching adventure that will make you laugh, cry, and reflect, "Inside Out" is the movie for you. Gather your loved ones, get comfortable, and let yourself be swept away by this captivating journey through the mind. Happy watching!

[jynnne]

Unlocking Optimal Health: Exploring the Best Form of NMN for Maximum Absorption

NMN (nicotinamide mononucleotide) has emerged as a promising supplement for supporting optimal health and longevity. As research continues to reveal the benefits of NMN for cellular rejuvenation and anti-aging, finding the best form of NMN for maximum absorption is key to harnessing its full potential.

The Role of NMN in Cellular Health

NMN is a precursor to NAD+ (nicotinamide adenine dinucleotide), an essential molecule involved in many vital cellular processes. NAD+ levels naturally decline with age, contributing to many aspects of aging on a cellular level[1].

Supplementing with NMN can effectively raise NAD+ levels, supporting healthy cellular metabolism, DNA repair, and mitochondrial function[2]. This is thought to translate into benefits such as:

Slowed aging processes

Increased energy

Enhanced cognitive function

Improved cardiovascular and metabolic health[3]

In essence, optimizing NAD+ levels with NMN may promote youthful vitality at a cellular level.

Choosing the Best Delivery Method for NMN

However, not all forms of NMN supplements are equal when it comes to bioavailability - the rate and extent of absorption into the bloodstream. The delivery method can significantly impact the supplement's effectiveness.

However, not all forms of NMN supplements are equal when it comes to bioavailability - the rate and extent of absorption into the bloodstream. The delivery method can significantly impact the supplement's effectiveness.

With various options available, ranging from capsules to sublingual powders, The best form to take NMN for optimal bioavailability remains a topic of discussion among experts. Each method presents different rates of absorption and effectiveness, emphasizing the need for continued research and understanding in this rapidly evolving field.

Sublingual NMN

Sublingual NMN comes in powder or tablet form to be taken under the tongue. This allows direct absorption into the bloodstream without passing through the digestive system.

Studies show sublingual NMN raises NAD+ levels higher and faster than regular oral capsules[4]. This rapid increase in NAD+ makes sublingual NMN ideal for athletes and active individuals seeking quick performance benefits[5].

Liposomal NMN

Liposomal NMN encapsulates the NMN molecules within liposomes - tiny lipid spheres. This protects the NMN from degradation in the digestive system and enhances absorption across cell membranes[1].

Research indicates liposomal delivery can increase bioavailability up to 90% compared to 20-30% for conventional oral NMN[6]. The dramatically enhanced absorption makes liposomal NMN the premium choice for anti-aging benefits.

Time-Release NMN

Time-release or sustained-release NMN tablets are designed to slowly release NMN over 6-8 hours. This aims to provide a steady supply of NMN to maintain optimal NAD+ levels throughout the day.

While absorption may be slightly lower than sublingual or liposomal NMN, time-release tablets offer convenience and avoid NAD+ spikes and crashes. This can benefit those seeking constant biological effects.

Additional Considerations for Optimal Results

Beyond bioavailability, other factors also contribute to getting the most from an NMN supplement:

Purity: Look for pharmaceutical-grade NMN purified to 99% or higher to ensure potency and safety.

Dosage: Optimal dosage can vary based on factors like age, health status, and goals. Follow dosage guidelines and consult a healthcare provider.

Lifestyle: Complementary lifestyle measures like exercise, stress management, and a Mediterranean diet can amplify the benefits of NMN.

Safety: While generally well-tolerated, potential side effects of NMN are not fully established. Those with medical conditions or on medication should exercise caution.

Unlocking Your Potential

The science surrounding NMN continues to evolve as researchers unlock its therapeutic potential. While not a cure-all, optimized NMN supplementation may offer a means of enhancing youthfulness, activity, and wellbeing by targeting aging at its cellular source.

Choosing a bioavailable form tailored to your needs could be the first step to experiencing the benefits of NMN more fully. Approach supplementation as part of an overall healthy lifestyle for the greatest impact. With NMN, the future of aging well may be within reach.

[bloodorangesoup]

Bucky and Boobs Headcanons | B.B.

Summary: I'm procrastinating on a fic I'm working on right now so here's some headcanons about Bucky and one of his favorite things in the world, your tits.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k (I lost control)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ | nip stuff, bucky loving boobs, fingering, its all titties for this one

My Masterlist

Notes: This is not spell or grammar checked cause I'm tired lol. This is the first smut I've ever written so let me know what you think. Happy reading!

Bucky is definitely a boobs guy

The first time you guys got frisky while making out you grabbed his hands and put them on your tits and he swore he was about to pass out

His hand's just felt so full

Like it was a good feeling for both his metal and flesh hand to just be able to squeeze them

That, however, was interrupted by the food delivery person ringing your doorbell

The second time it happened you took off your shirt and he was sure you could hear how hard and fast his heart was pounding

He could slightly feel your hard nipples under your bra and it took everything in him not to let out a groan

You were straddling his lap while you guys kept making out and one thing led to another and his shirt and your bra were on the floor

If you asked Bucky Barnes what being let into the gates of heaven looked like he would tell you it looked like your chest when your bra slowly released from your back and rolled off your shoulders

He couldn't help but stare for a second

Once he snapped out of it he went fucking feral

He was grabbing and squeezing in every direction he could wrap his hands around them

At that point, your nipples had already softened again so he ran his thumbs over them a few times and just watched as they grew harder with every swipe of his fingers

For a few minutes, he kept experimenting with his fingers. He pinched your nipples and rolled them around between his pointer finger and thumb

All this while you rolled your clothed cunt rolled over his hard-on had him going insane

He looked almost as if he was in pain trying to hold himself back until you asked him to put his mouth on them through a moan

He almost came in his pants at how needy you sounded

He leaned his head down and licked your nipple, hearing the little gasp you let out from the new sensation

Then he started french kissing your nipples, alternating between both

He'd kiss them and then suck on them for a few seconds, pinching and rolling the neglected one at the same time

Meanwhile, you were going to town grinding on his dick

You could feel yourself getting so wet that your pussy was gliding easily over your underwear that was getting more coated with your slick with every grind

You both ended up coming in your pants that night, laughing at yourselves once your foggy brains cleared and you realized how out of hand that makeout session got

Bucky definitely used the memory of it to get him going whenever he jerked off, occasionally sucking on the tip of his fingers and imagining your hard nipples between his lips

Bucky didn't know if it was some primal instinct or something, but he really loved having your tits in his mouth

When you two were a more established couple and moved in together Bucky couldn't hold himself back

You both discovered how comforting the act was whether or not it resulted in any other sexual contact

You would be going to bed and be cuddled up against him and neither of you would be able to sleep

“Hey, doll, can I ask you something that might sound a little weird, I got an idea.”

“Yeah, Buck?”

“Could I, maybe, suck on your nipples right now. I feel like it’ll help me fall asleep.”

You’d agree, never being one to pass up having Bucky’s mouth anywhere on you

You’d take off your cami top and lay back down on your side facing Bucky and he’d face you and move himself down until he was face to face with your boobs that were hanging in front of his face from the way you were laying

He’d give your breasts a few soft kisses before gently sucking in the boob that was on top

You’d both hum and you’d look down at his face, seeing how peaceful he looked with his eyes closed, suckling on you

You’d close your eyes and let out a sigh

“Goodnight, Bucky, love you.”

He hummed around your nipple in answer, not needing to break his actions to send a clear message

It wasn’t necessarily sexually charged but it was intimate in a way you and Bucky hadn’t explored much, it was comforting

As for the times it was sexually charged though

You two would be laying on the couch, you on your back with Bucky laying on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his head on your chest

He'd be focusing on the show, listening to your heartbeat, and start to grow kind of restless

It'd start with him absentmindedly putting his hand on your boob and squeezing it softly

Then he'd put his chin in the valley of your breasts and look up at you

"What?"

"Can I please suck your tits, angel? Wanna feel them in my mouth right now."

You'd shiver at the thought that he likes sucking your tits just as much as you like him sucking your tits and give him a little nod

You'd turn back to the TV and try to watch the show but you couldn't help but feel hyper-focused on Bucky's every move

He’d lift his head to slowly slide your shirt up and move your sports bra over your boobs with it

Then he wouldn't even hesitate to softly bite one of your nipples and soothe it by sucking it into his mouth

He’d learn over time to swirl his tongue around your nipple while he sucks it and it’d drive you crazy

He’d just keep lazily sucking and licking and biting and groping your other breast while keeping his eyes on the TV, occasionally looking back down to switch boobs

Eventually, you’d start to let out soft whimpers

Which then began to turn into full-on moans while you gripped your fingers in the hair on the back of his head and tried to clench your thighs around whatever was between them, which just so happened to be Bucky

He’d catch on to your movements and look up at you with a smirk, loving the effect that his simple teasing was having on you

He’d release your nipple with a pop and with both his hands to keep them both stimulated while he talked to you

“That feel good, baby? You like it when I play with your tits?”

You could only hum in response

“Can I touch you, baby? I wanna make you feel good.”

“Please, Bucky.” You nodded feverishly

He’d stop playing with your boobs momentarily to reach up and take your shirt and bra off the rest of the way

Then he’d run his hands down your chest, going down to your waist and squeezing it before making his way back up and massaging your breasts before sucking on one again and rubbing his cool metal fingers over your nipple on the other

His other flesh would glide down your stomach and find its way under the waistband of your shorts

His fingers would drag over your underwear, feeling the wet patch over your cunt while his palm pressed over your clit

He’d keep doing this until you were begging him to touch you, then he’d move his hand back up only to go back under the band of your panties

You were so wet that your movements had caused your wetness to have spread everywhere including over your clit

The moment Bucky’s hand had touched it and felt how absolutely soaked you were he let out a loud moan

He’d move his fingers from your clit to your slit, gathering your wetness all over all his fingers and palm

Then he’d give your nipple a hard suck while plunging his fingers deep into your pussy, massaging your walls and curling in

After a few pumps, he’d take them out and pull his hand from your shorts resulting in an embarrassingly loud whine to push past your lips

He’d take his wet fingers and wipe your slick over your nipples, rubbing them smoothly over them, before sucking the rest off his fingers and then sucking it off your nipples, groaning at the taste of you, while returning his hand to your shorts

He’d rub his fingers over your clit for a while as you squirmed under him, not being able to contain your moans anymore

Then he'd shove his fingers back into you, moving fast and angling his hand so that he could hit just the right spot over and over and over again

You could feel your abdomen start to tighten and your legs begin to shake while your breath turn into quick huffs

The heel of his palm would start rubbing against your clit with every thrust, only adding to the tension through your body

He would be doing this while his mouth and other hand continued to work on your nipples, hitting all your sensitive pleasure points and making you cry out his name

The final straw for you would be looking down to see Bucky needily grinding his hips against the cushion of the couch, moaning around you

Your whole body would tense up, your eyes would screw shut and your toes would curl while your grip in his hair tightened, making him whine against you as you release

He'd keep fingering and sucking all the way through, making you writhe around and grind your hips up to his hand

Once you'd wind down he would slowly stop his movements and release your nipples

He'd look into your eyes and bring his hand to his mouth, licking and sucking all your come off

He'd use his clean metal hand to hold your neck and bring you in for a kiss and give you a taste of yourself making you both groan

When you finally part he'd rest his forehead against yours and give you a big smile, your smile greeting his quickly after

The only sound was the discarded TV show playing in the back and your heavy breathing

"We're doing that more often, doll."

"Yes, yeah, we are."

I NEED SOME FUCKING WATER AFTER THIS OMFG

Hope you guys liked this as much as I liked writing it ;)

[mimondee]

ғɪʀᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴄᴜʀʏ ✺ impulsive and demonstrative speech, thoughts influenced by goals/beliefs, clear and purposeful use of mind “please like and/or reblog if you found this useful! thank you ♡”

ＡＲＩＥＳ [ｃｏｎｆｉｄｅｎｔ ｍｉｎｄ] ✦ quick thinking, argumentative, outspoken, jumps to conclusions, abrupt ✦ need for feeling confident in their own intellectual abilities ✦ may take decisions on impulse ✦ tendency to be between “I want this” and “I don’t want that” ✦ may feel insecure when they realize they have to deal with mental areas that they’ve never explored before ✦ communication is direct, straight to the point, matter of fact, but also blunt, with themselves as the main focus strengths: ⇢ the short-tempered thinker ⇢ loving discussions and combative thinking ⇢ way of giving their opinion on something can be spontaneous, articulate, honest, direct and with a pinch of sarcasm ⇢ thinking process is calculated ⇢ mentally bold and quick ⇢ their communication is direct, straight to the point, matter of fact weaknesses: ⇢ the unpredictable thinker ⇢ impatient, argumentative, opinionated ⇢ tendency to exaggerate and to act without careful considerations ⇢ always thinking of themselves first ⇢ may lack concentration, patient, restraint, flow ⇢ sometimes limited by mental ideals/patterns ⇢ communication can be blunt, focused on themselves; sharp tongue

ＬＥＯ [ｃｒｅａｔｉｖｅ ｍｉｎｄ] ✦ strong mind, storytelling, creative, humorous, dramatic delivery, fixed opinions ✦ have a need for mental creativity ✦ being confident in taking decisions ✦ in between wonderful and dull ✦ if they feel insecure, their mind tends to become ego-focused ✦ communication can be dramatic, filled with energy and positivity, but also arrogant, bossy with a tendency to not really listen to the other strengths: ⇢ the confident thinker ⇢ they like to think and even plan thing on a large scale, preferring to leave the details to others ⇢ expression is vivid and detailed ⇢ knowing how to inspire and motivate ⇢ creative, convincing, optimistic, careful ⇢ may have a talent for organizing things ⇢ a desire to share knowledge weaknesses: ⇢ the “serene” thinker ⇢ may not really have an eye for details ⇢ sensitive to criticism ⇢ speculative, subjective, arrogant, lack of modesty ⇢ tendency to be overconfident in their ability to not take a bad decision; a false sense of superiority ⇢ may be intellectually insecure unless they receive compliments

ＳＡＧＩＴＴＡＲＩＵＳ [ｑｕｅｓｔｉｏｎｉｎｇ ｍｉｎｄ] ✦ philosophical, frank, educated, teacher, scattered, dogmatic ✦ a need to mentally function within a broad and expansive context ✦ self-assured when taking a decision ✦ between valuable and worthless ideals, fair and unfair ✦ when they’re not sure of themselves, they’re not able to tackle the concepts that are already ✦ established in order for reach a greater understanding ✦ communication can be spontaneous, direct, entertaining, but also sarcastic, noisy and pompous ✦ teaching may be a theme here strengths: ⇢ the honest thinker ⇢ universal, open and having a variety of interests ⇢ may seek ideals, strong convictions and higher education ⇢ considerable power to believe and to assure others ⇢ strong optimism that can inspire ⇢ always eager to understand and learn ⇢ big pictures ideas weaknesses: ⇢ the opinionated thinker ⇢ know-it-all attitude, superficial, dogmatic, self-complacent, uncritical ⇢ their style of expression may be patronizing at times ⇢ may have a lack of reflection, flow and judgment ⇢ tendency to over-generalize and over-extend ⇢ lacking attention to details and in seriousness

[goldentigerfestival]

So fun fact I learned (recently, unfortunately LOL) is that if you have the game on Steam, you can actually change the text to full JP. If you don't have it on Steam I don't know that it's a possibility, but if you do have it on Steam, you can go into the game properties and select the language you want. Other than that I've used YouTube playthroughs when I needed to grab stuff quick when I want clips/screenshots, or I'll use Hyouta when I need a line really quick.

The volume in the English version is definitely an issue, I have no idea what happened with the studio volume when they recorded new stuff, but the new skits/lines in particular have terrible volume. I only played DE in English one time and it was... a very sub par experience for several reasons (including Yuri, Don and Leblanc having their voice actors changing mid-dialogue and/or in different scenes, plus the volume, plus the acting largely with Grant for Yuri being completely flat and lacking emotion...). The DE had more issues than the 360 version too, because there's that stuff plus like, the dialogue inconsistencies because they didn't go back and fix the old dialogue to match new content, and they didn't fix any of the old typos or uh, very funny sounding English at some parts.

You did reblog that! I have a whole post in itself about the Nordopolica scene too, that I linked in the post that covered that section of the game. But yeah, the thing that always got me most about Yuri in the dub is that... the translators are good? They have a lot of stuff that's pretty much 1:1 and there are a few human errors from time to time (such as subject matter mishaps), but overall the translation is actually generally accurate. That's why I can tell when specifically Yuri's lines get changed that it's intentional, because it only happens to him, and it's a lot worse when he's talking to Flynn (though Flynn also puts himself down/is harsher toward himself in the localization as well, which is another huge point against Flynn by the narrative itself in the west). It's even worse when him and Flynn aren't getting along, and they ramp it up and make it sound like Flynn is some antagonist or villain.

Nordopolica in particular as a scene isn't like... oh no Flynn's a bad guy now. It's like, oh no our ally is in trouble and we need to get him back. I hate when I see people cheer Yuri on for this one sided verbal beatdown against Flynn because it's not supposed to come off that way in the original? Yuri is angry at Nordopolica and Yormgen, but at Nordopolica he's also hurting. He's angry, but he's worried, heartbroken, and upset. In Yormgen, he's angry, but he doesn't just take it all out on Flynn and act like that most of the way through. He cools off pretty quick, in part because he asked Flynn to explain himself, Flynn did, Flynn felt guilty about it, and that was enough for Yuri to cool off and not press him further. He also spoke with genuine relief that Flynn was himself again at the end of that conversation, which in the dub felt... kinda flat to me?

The cat got your tongue part in Nordopolica makes me absolutely reel though, because the impression changes from "god please just say something, anything, talk to me, what the hell is going on" to "oh what you can't say anything back bc I'm right?". The whole vibe is just... eugh.

Ironically enough in regard to your original post here, I always feel like it's Flynn who gets bullied in the dub and it makes me so uncomfortable sometimes lol. Like damn I would not wanna be Flynn in the dub.

I do hope that maybe the voice direction in the studio was fixed to some degree for the remaster, because yeah, it was ten years later, and I imagine different people were working there, maybe minds had changed about how to convey stuff, etc. It's possible they actually paid attention to the original delivery and did what they could for the new stuff. I don't remember the DE English deliveries since like I mentioned, I only played DE in English once (and that was multiple playthroughs ago LOL), though I do hope something changed along the way. Given that even Higuchi (the general producer of the game) brought up localization inaccuracy due to lack of communication on Twitter some time ago, I can only hope things improved like he hoped they would.

In my perfect world, they'd re-release Vesperia in the west and re-dub Yuri and Flynn's stuff so it actually properly reflects the intent of the original, but alas I know I'm asking for too much. I just hate that it had to happen this way to one of the most popular games in the franchise and to one of the most popular characters in the franchise (i.e. Yuri and subsequently affecting Flynn). x.x

Flynn actually does that twice in Vesperia with pronouns! He starts with boku in front of Ioder, I believe when Ioder orders him to join Yuri's group to fight Alexei, and he corrects himself. Over time Flynn also naturally starts to use boku around Yuri's friends and relax more around them. My little boku boy! 😊

Yeah, my issues with the dub are 100 percent not because of things they can't translate. As a fan translator I know the struggles of trying to convey things that don't translate at all into English, so I don't blame them there. For me, that's also why tone is extremely important and why not changing dialogue matters so much. Things don't gotta be word for word identical, but Yuri's dialogue in particular loses its intent when changed, and when they don't change it and when they generally speaking translate it in the right general ballpark, they change his tone completely and thus still change the intent.

As a Fluri shipper where that ship is my go to for a fluffy and happy heart, that oasis scene was like, peak "I care too much about you to not scold you for this", not him being a jerk.

Also yeah, Flynn was angry about Ragou, even more so in JP. You can tell he was struggling to not do anything and Yuri could tell, so he warned him against it. Plus, Yuri doesn't want Flynn dirtying his hands and ruining his chances as a knight. Yuri knows he can dirty his own hands because he's got nothing going for him. He can do what Flynn wants to do and not risk losing any status or position or possible futures. Sometimes I genuinely wonder if Yuri wouldn't have done what he did if Flynn hadn't expressed so much anger. Like, I sometimes wonder if him seeing that Flynn was so angry about it was the final straw that pushed him to do it and had him make up his mind when he heard Flynn's explanations.

Really, I like to think (and half joke) Yuri couldn't be proven guilty in a court of law about Cumore because technically he didn't even touch Cumore. Cumore backed himself into that pit, and there were no witnesses to prove Yuri had done anything to him. ...But, you know, they wouldn't really care about evidence or innocence or anything anyway, because Yuri's a poor man criminal. Intent to kill? Shhhh, can't be proven, nobody heard it but the dead guy! And Yuri didn't literally use the words "I am going to kill you"! No evidence!

The murder is okay joke is like, yeah, it's a little haha funny the first time, but I feel like the way it's propped up in actual discussion also kinda takes away from the fact that... Yuri is very much extremely not okay with murder. Maybe I'll end up writing a separate post on this sometime because it's a Big Deal for me lol, but Yuri is extremely wracked with guilt over killing even the most vile of people. It weighs on him and destroys any self worth he may have even had at that point, which... was already dirt low. At the end of the game in the credits, you can see him visiting the spots where he committed those murders. He's extremely guilty about it and it weighs on him knowing he has to live the rest of his life with those mistakes. It proves Flynn right that he shouldn't have gone to those lengths, because it's eaten away at Yuri. It haunts him that he did those things. In Tales of the Rays, there's even this mention in Flynn's bio that Yuri tends to stare at his hands intently a lot, and Flynn will just go up and talk to him normally. It's literally a callback to how guilty Yuri feels about what he did and how it's damaged his self worth. I know it's a silly little harmless meme, but I think part of my issue is that most of the fandom actually seems to believe he thinks that way, when he only does it as a last resort and throughout the course of the game, never recovers from it. I get the support behind getting rid of such awful villains! I get that Yuri doing things we all wish could happen in real life feels good! But I think the general, at large, fandom perception of Yuri's own feelings on it has gotten largely lost in the "that's so cool" viewpoint.

...Did you see how on the Aselia wiki, Flynn's bio starts with "somewhat of an antagonist toward the beginning of the game"? I just. I lost my mind when I saw that. Because first of all, no. Second of all, at the beginning?! When he's literally letting Yuri and his group break into Ragou's mansion and do things illegally??? It's literally because of the attitude Yuri gives him in the dub that makes Flynn look like some antagonist, because the context in the beginning when you meet Flynn is 100 percent that he's an ally in a tough position, and your side helps him out by doing things in a way he can't.

Still losing my absolute mind about that line to this day. An antagonist is someone who is in some manner against and opposing the main character. Flynn is an ally. He had an oopsie in the middle of the game where he was starting to become that, but he course corrected quickly enough. I mean in the grand scheme of things? The only antagonistic behavior Flynn ever had was at Nordopolica. He admitted at Yormgen that he didn't realize the Weasand of Cados stuff was going on and that that was his fault, not because he specifically did it, but because he wasn't paying enough attention to his own subordinates, basically. Prior to that, the oasis was just "hey maybe don't do something that could get you killed or locked up for life maybe kinda sorta just a little".

I understand how people can ship things like, on the side I guess? and still hate a character in question, because I do have ships where I do like the dynamic but hate one of the characters, across any sort of media, really. BUT I do think if you really absolutely adore a ship and if you would sell your entire soul to it, you should prooobably not hate a character involved in that ship. But also, misconstruing canon events is part of the problem with poor Flynn. Most of the people I know/have talked to do love both characters, but I guess that's also because I don't really engage with instances where I see Flynn hate, so I don't really end up around people who don't like him.

I used to eyebrow raise at Yuri haters, but when I got older, understood more JP and yadda yadda... I can like, get it nowadays if people did look at English Yuri and hated him for his awful attitude. I would still advocate for him and be like, look he's much nicer and goofier in JP which is the source of the media and how the creators intended him to be! But like, if someone hated Yuri and their only experience was the dub, I can see why. With Flynn, if people hated him for other reasons, like sure, I can get that... but the reasons I always see are just because "cop guy" and "how dare you scold Yuri". It's never like... actual "here's an in depth reason I don't like this character based on actual facts".

Also, yeah, as a Fluri lover, I do hate the whole vibe of like... Flynn is a bad boyfriend/friend and shit. It's even worse because I engage and interact with the JP fandom on other socials, so going from the fandom portrayal of the two of them interacting in JP to the portrayal in the west is genuinely just jarring sometimes (whether it's memes, art, fic, what have you). It's not like, all bad on the west and I don't often see the abusive boyfriend dynamic, but the general portrayal of their interactions is definitely handled differently.

The thing is, writers/artists in the west are accurately portraying English Yuri, and that's part of what really highlights the fandom perception difference in their relationship for me. And I know it's nobody's fault in the west because that's what they were presented with and it's what they know, but that's exactly why I advocate so deeply for localization not changing intent, because then an entire audience has a totally different vibe. I just wish we all got to have the same experience.

I have this joke that JP Yuri would punch English Yuri in the face if he ever met him. It's a double joke, because it's the obvious plus the fact that Yuri just... really wants to punch something at all hours of the day and that's actually consistently retained across Vesperia media (a fact that got... completely removed in the English version... Wha'da'ya know...).

My theory in why people gravitate toward depressed mess Yuri and not daddy issues Flynn is that... Yuri in the dub is the "cool" one. Flynn is a more realistic take on the bad reactions someone has to something traumatizing in their life, which makes him less appealing for some because it's not an escape of sorts. Yuri is treated by the narrative itself as a cool and positive outlook on his behavior, when in actuality, if I had a friend treat me the way English Yuri treats Flynn, I'd be like okay you need to sit down and start talking to me about this attitude.

I totally get wanting to ignore when you don't like the common take on a character but that take is so popular. I've never really like... engaged on a wide spectrum with the Tales fandom at large until about a year ago. I was always like, on the outside edges of the fandom? With no centralized Tales accounts anywhere? I grew up with Tales, but I never really... interacted with people at large. But even like that, I've known about these Flynn opinions and wished I could just ignore them, but I can't really do that when it's common. Nowadays I don't really seek things out. I post what I post, and if people come to my blog and like my content, there's a good chance they already love Flynn, so it's this sort of... just let the people who share my opinions find me, and I'll meet like minded individuals without risking finding a lot of the stuff that upsets me.

No worries about not responding to everything! I do just... write a lot and I'm horrible at compressing my thoughts or using few words to express myself lol. I'm sad to see other fans have worsened your opinion of Yuri because it's the worst when people who love a character are the ones who make you not like them as much. Character purity really does suck most of the time and is almost always to the detriment of the character in question because it erases their human complexity. Yuri isn't perfect and he makes a lot of mistakes. I hope one day you can like him more again! At the very least, I'll in my corner patting his head when he makes his mistakes and letting him be human.

Maybe I'm due for a third replay of Vesperia, because I'm really not seeing how Flynn is a "bully" to Yuri in the first act or how he blames him for not being able to change things. Maybe it's cause a lot of us project onto these characters (ESPECIALLY Yuri) so they take Flynn calling Yuri out for not doing anything as a personal attack.

The truth is Flynn was getting shit done in the knights. He was working his way up. Yuri walked away from their shared dream - not Flynn. Naturally, there's going to be some bitterness between them at the start of the game and well into Act 1. Meanwhile, Yuri sat on his ass in the lower quarter because he didn't know what else to do. Yet he still got smarmy with Ioder and Estelle in Capua Torim when they wouldn't disclose information.

Imo, Flynn had every right to call Yuri out, and if we factor in their backgrounds pre-canon, it fits perfectly with his character. He's still got some lingering irritation at Yuri abandoning their dream.

Yeah, it sucks that Yuri had his hands tied because being a knight means sitting on your hands in the face of political corruption, but Flynn has a point. What has changed since Yuri quit? Yuri can't be throwing stones in glass castles and not expect Flynn to keep his mouth shut.

I know a lot of bias is because we see the game from Yuri's point of view, and (yeah, I'm gonna say it) some lines in localization definitely push Yuri to be more antagonistic towards Flynn than the original (refer to uh, Yormgen and Nordopolica for best examples). But I just don't think Flynn's as much of an asshole as people think he is at the start.

There's also the Mantaic scene where Flynn lectures Yuri about killing Cumore. Flynn didn't take action because Yuri's his friend, but you know if it were anyone else, he would've had them arrested immediately. People say this is hypocritical of Flynn cause he lectures Yuri, but give that scene a rewatch. It feels less "killing is bad" and more "don't kill ppl because that makes you a criminal, and criminals get put in the slammer." There are countless points in the game (DE at least) where Flynn urges Yuri to tell Ioder about his good deeds because he knows full well that will pardon his crimes of killing Ragou and Cumore.

I also am not of the opinion that these two are absolutely toxic for each other (which... okay) and should practice social distancing whenever they're in the vicinity together.

Flynn's got some screws loose, but being a "bully" to Yuri is not one of them.