#usage-based billing

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Streamline Subscription Billing with SAP BRIM

Discover how Acuiti Labs' SAP BRIM solution empowers businesses to digitalize billing and invoicing. From usage-based pricing to automated invoice correction, SAP Billing and Revenue Innovation Management ensures operational efficiency, reduced costs, and faster time-to-market.

[thegirlwholivesin-delusion]

I really need some best friends and friends who are activists like me.

The lack of interest of people in changing the world around them pains me.

If you are a teen activist/do care about the world we live in and want to change it even if it's a little bit please interact with this post ;-;

[sharprank]

The Modern Monetization Stack: Breaking Down the New Wave of SaaS Billing and Revenue Infrastructure

As SaaS and AI-native companies evolve, so do their monetization needs. Gone are the days when simple subscription billing could handle the complexities of a modern B2B company. Today’s growth-stage businesses demand flexible usage-based billing, automated revenue workflows, and AI-enhanced pricing logic to remain competitive. A wave of startups—and some mature players—are rising to meet this…

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[bigfatbimbo]

Romance is Boring! 𓂃⋆.˚

Bill Dickey/Reader,, 3.5k words

a/n — this takes place both years after pilot!Bill, and years before epilogue!Bill… does that make sense?

warnings — fem!reader, bill being the worst, fake dating, sexual tension and suggestive themes, bills character is exaggerated for comedy, slurs

summary — Your asshole ex from high-school hosts a party to celebrate his return from college. It just so happens both you and Bill can benefit from this event. Here’s the catch: To fit in properly, you both need a date.

“So there’s this party—shit, come on!“

The door swung hard shut in Bills face. “Go away, geek,” you announced happily to the piece of wood dividing you and the talking zit at your door.

“Yeah, real smart coming from you, burnout!” his foot kicked hard at the base of the door as he muttered something about the ‘female species’ and notably going beyond the quota of usage for the word ‘cunt.’

You watch curiously from your window as he balls his fist up, ready to knock again, but retreats and runs it through his hair instead. He stomps down the staircase with fury, before halting in your driveway to mentally kick himself.

He ends up back at the door; “Hello y/n,” his teeth are gritted as his eyes squint with passion filled hatred in your direction. “How’s about a party tonight?”

“No—“ you begin to close the door again but his foot catches in the doorway.

“Jesus christ, bitch! Will you just— okay, here’s the deal: We can help each other out here,” he adjusted his glasses. 

“Fuck, Bill. Can’t your little band of misfits help you out with this?”

“They don’t help with shit already, and besides—” he sighs and pitches his forehead, “—tonight I need… a date.”

A pause.

“…a date?”

“Yes.”

“To a party?”

“Yes! For fucks sake, do you need a dunce cap to go with those questions?” He looked visibly upset, as if the idea of going out with you was just as embarrassing as you with him.

It wasn’t; given, you weren’t cool by any means. In fact, that is most likely what brought him to your place of all other woman he scarcely knew. Maybe that, and you were walking distance. 

“What could I possibly get out of this?” You walk off to the kitchen, away from him.  He must have not liked this dismissal, judging by the way he jumped to follow you.

You take a coke out of the fridge, as you wait for a response. 

An embarrassing sinister smile forms on his face, crinkling the side of his lips upward and cradling vibrant acne in its creases. “Senior Math class, guy who sat in front of you, familiar?” 

“Unfortunately, let’s say we’ve been acquainted. He’s having a party after high-school’s ended? And moreso, how the hell did you get invited?” you pause and take a swig of your coke. 

“Well—“

“Not interested. Take some advice, though: when they announce you queen of the ball, make sure to look out for any buckets of blood.”

“Don’t be stupid, tit-for-brain, geeks like me are completely forgotten after high-school,” he paused. “Unlike you. In my case, let’s just say I have a bone to pick with his little brother. But I need a date to get into that faggy frat boy’s ‘i actually did college’ party.” 

“Dunno, william. Gremlins like you aren’t supposed to be out after midnight,” your eyes roll.

“Wet; Gremlins are not supposed to get wet after midnight,” he corrected before registering. “And shut the hell up! Can’t you see what kind of opportunity i’m giving you?

“A chance to get back at your brainless, brawnfest ex.”

In the end, the nerd was right: You were recognized at the door, while Bill was not. Suppose it was necessary.

The plan was simple, while Bill was off doing his thing, (suspiciously involving a nine year old), you would sneak a laxative or more into your ex’s drink. Basically, once inside the party, you and Bill had no need for each other’s company.

“Okay, Bill. I guess this is where I’ll wish you luck with your freaky side-quest, and—“ you notice Bill staring intently at you, well, parts of you. “Hey space cadet, point all four of your eyes up here.”

You flick his forehead, and he winces. “Oh fuck you! You’re the one wearing the low-cut, slut face. And yes, i’m pleased to say now is the time for us to be going our separate ways.”

You sneer. He talked like he was presenting a project, constantly. Good riddance, Bill.

Sweet relief flooded in, your BO flavored companion began to walk away.

“Hey y/n,” someone shouted from the other room. “Come show off your new boyfriend!” Their words hit like a dart to a balloon, and from the look of it, both you and Bill felt the pop.

For a moment, neither of you did anything. “Did your zit-puss leak into your brain? Walk, moron,” You murmur in Bills direction.

“Well, why don’t you walk! Are your tits weighing you down or something?”

Awkwardly, you shuffle towards the living room, and the smiles from the people at the party shit into grimaces when they set eyes on your ‘new boyfriends’ face.

God, Bill was ugly. His face was speckled enough to chart zodiac sign; a galaxy with stars that ooze. If he was making an attempt to come off welcoming, it wasn’t working. His face was sweat plastered, moistly shrink-wrapped in oil around his half smile. Even his lips were chapped, resembling the dehydrated surface of crater.

“So…” one faceless party-goer starts. You try to place her face; sophomore biology? no.. forensics class? “When did you guys meet?”

You look at Bill uncomfortably, locking eyes. It’s just like roleplaying, you think at him, as if someone your brain waves will link-up into one voiceless conversation.

Whatever, you hope he gets it. 

“Uhm… we met in—“ you think back to highschool, “—algebra.”

“But our paths crosses again after graduation,” Bill chimed in, arms crossed. His eyes darted to the staircase as if he had better things to do, and his forehead got visibly sweatier. Still, He got it.

The conversation continues on in a lack-luster flow. People didn’t seem to really want to know about you and Bills relationship, probably for a number of reasons: Bill wasnt very like-able, and he wasnt the man of the hour by any means. 

At some point people stopped paying attention to you or your new ‘boyfriend,’ and Bill gestures you to follow him out of the room and into a hallway. 

“So far, this party has been an absolute failure,” Bill rubbed his forehead as he seethed. “I haven’t spotted one successful attempt at finding your prey from you, and i’m nowhere closer to getting my action figure back from that little shit-heads room.”

“Okay, well I want it to look natural when I— Hold on, your here for an action figure?” You interrupt yourself.

Bill flushes, ears reddening at your judgmental tone, “Yes, shithead… he got the last wolverine collectible at Joe’s comic book shop.”

“Oh my god,” you roll your eyes. “He’s seven!You’re absolutely pathetic, you know. I wish I could just go back out there and tell everyone I would never date a loser, stink-breath like you.”

Bill stepped closer while stuttering with his words, clearly offended. “Like i’d ever date some whore-bag who doesn’t know a worth it collectible when she sees one! You are clearly some… some.. know-nothing idiot.”

His finger points in your face aggressively and you can feel his breath on your cheek. God, he was really getting all up in your business.

Out of the corner of your eye, someone enters the hallway. A blurry figure at first, you crane your neck to the side to make the familiar silhouette out. Is that? Shit… Yeah. It’s him.

“All right, Billy, cool it. I still have to look like i’m your date, remember?  Not your accomplice,” you keep an eye on your ex as he walks down the hallway, shoulders swinging from side to side in his suffocatingly confident way. 

Getting too close for comfort now.

“Jesus,” Bill rolls his head back in exasperation. “How are we even supposed to do that, anyways?”

Alright, you had to act fast. He definitely spotted you by now.

“Like this.” You grab Bill by the collar and slam him against the wall as your lips collide with his. The kiss is bad: His lips feel rough and scratchy on yours, and it’s clear he has little experience because he doesn’t even fully reciprocate it. Instead, he just rests against the wall, letting it happen. 

You turn your head to help adjust your position and make it more comfortable for both of you, as your lips stay locked on his. His hands begin to rest on your neck, daring to pull you in closer as you continue to lead. 

A clatter of water and plastic hit the floor, and you break away, loosening your clutches on Bills shirt but not letting go. 

“Oh my god, No way!” you say with false enthusiasm, “How longs it been?”

Bill stays against the wall, sweaty palms resting against the wallpaper to steady himself as he tries to stop his knees from shaking. 

“Uh..” Your ex says, dazed. Most likely, he’s so caught off guard because of the unwilling punch he just took to his ego. From him to Bill, really?

You smile and let your gaze fall to the cup on the ground. “Oh shit, your punch. Here, me and Billy will go around the corner and grab you a new glass.”

“Nah, you—“

You grab Bills hands and pull him towards the kitchen. “It’s no biggie, just stay close,” you address Bill now, “Come on, baby. Can’t keep the man waiting.”

Once in the kitchen you get a chance to look at Bills stunned face: His hair is even messier than before, stuck to his forehead with sweat in parts, and his glasses were slanted, crooked across his face. His mouth fell slightly open, beads of your saliva hydrating the bottom lip like water to a garden, shining in the dim party light. His eyes were wide and confused. 

“That was.,” he said slowly, “For show.”

“Yeah, duh,” you quickly poor punch into a cup, and ready the laxatives. “Dude, you’re acting like you’ve never kissed anyone before.”

Bill said nothing.

“Oh my god…. you haven’t!” You exclaim with delight. “Aw, I was your first!?”

“Would you shut the hell up?” Bill hissed, eyes focusing. “I’ve kissed plenty of chicks before, okay?”

For whatever reason, something about Bills exasperation made your hatred soften. His embarrassment was so distinctly warm and human, it almost melted your cold attitude into playful teasing. 

You spike the drink and shake it around, mixing. “Uh-huh,” you say dismissively. “I can’t believe that was your first. Definitely not my best work.” 

“Open your ears, slutbag! I just said—“

You pick the drink off the table, “Okay, I have to go give this to the beef-cake, really fast. I’ll tell him you went to the bathroom, or something. You should go do your thing before shit goes down and we have to leave.”

Bill blinked, “Yea— And I was just about to say that if you let me finish. Asshole.”

You smile; he was kinda cute flustered. 

He starts to walk away but you pull his chin your direction and wipe the lipgloss from his upper lip. His eyes dart away and you feel his face heat up.

“Alright, Alright, enough already!” He waves his hands to shoo you away. Right before he exists the room you call him back.

“Wait Bill, real quick,” You smile at his annoyed expression, “You might wanna fix that boner before you do anything.”

You slam the car door as you throw yourself into the drivers seat. Your keys scratch around the slot before jamming it in, hearing your engine kick on with mild protest. 

Craning your head out the window you holler over to Bill, who’s making a less than graceful exist, tripping down the stairs of the porch and picking himself back up again.

“Haul ass, four-eyes,” You yelp with irritation, “Take a second longer and odds are, we’ll be chased out of here with pitch forks.” 

“Never tell me the odds!” 

Bill slams into the side of the car, action figures held safely in his armpit. Looks like he took a little more than he needed too. 

The focus of the night bursts out of the door, clutching his stomach in pain and pointing at your car, “That little twerp jacked my brothers room, and went through my mom’s underwear drawer!”

You shoot him a look as you shift into drive.

“Drive woman, drive!” He exclaimed, voice cracking.

You floor it, and both you and Bill lean back into your seats as the car takes off. You think you hear Bill yell something at the partygoers out the window, but you can’t hear over the wind hugging the sides of your car as you speed.

He sits back in his seat with an almost manic laughter. You look over, almost concerned, and borderline annoyed, but the feeling fizzles when you see how genuinely happy he looks at his accomplishment.

“Idiot poser brat thinks he can get thinks he can get the best of me?” He snickers to himself, “Well no one can get the best of the Bill Dickey!”

His shrieking laugh boomed again, as your tires squealed to a halt in front of Bills house. Subtly, his laughter slows as he realizes his surroundings, fizzling into unsure chuckles.

He clears his throat. “So,” his tongue clicks, “I guess this is where our time together ends for good.” 

For a moment, he almost looks sad. It dawns on you that he might be hesitant to say goodbye, seeing as you realistically won’t be in contact after this. You know he doesn’t like you, and you don’t really like him. That being said, no matter how sociopathic someone is, they could still be lonely.

It’s possible the little psycho’s mildly attached to you after the night. After all, you were his first kiss. How long has it been since he’s gotten any attention from anyone?  You almost feel a pang of pity. 

No, you don’t like him; but it isn’t his fault he’s like this. And tonight, he was almost fun.

“Yeah,” You agree dimly. “I guess… thanks for the revenge?”

A small smile plays on his lips, probably remembering his victory, as he goes to open the car door. He frowns: the door is locked.

“Uh—” he starts, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Bill, one more thing before you leave,” you gesture him closer to you, “Lean in.”

He rolls his eyes, “Fuck, fine. But make it quick, they’re doing Star Trek re-runs on the sci-fi channel tonight— mmph!”

You grab his face, slamming your lips on his once again. This time, you’re quicker to adjust your position, turning to the side the make the kiss gentler and less teeth-filled. Bill melts into you, as his he’d been hungry for another taste. His chapped lips almost gnaw at yours, clearly more confident upon the second try. He shuffles forward in his seat to bring himself closer to you, and your hands go into his hair, taking hold of a greasy lock as you lead the kiss.

Bills tongue shoots haphazardly into your mouth, trying to claim dominance. Judging by cockiness, he probably thinks he will succeed, but unfortunately for Bill, he is a terrible kisser. His spit plasters the side of your mouth as he lays into you.

You break away but you don’t go far, face still close to Bills. “Slower, Bill, jesus. You’re not eating a hamburger, you’re kissing a chick,” your thumbs wipes the spit from the bottom of his lip. “Be gentle, it’s like dancing; follow the flow. Like this.”

Your hands bring Bill back in by the neck, and your lips collide with a slow, wet smack. Your tongue slips into his mouth as you deepen the kiss, and you caress the back of his head lovingly. He shivers. 

Begrudgingly, he goes with your rhythm. Clearly, he’s embarrassed by his lack of control, because he remains quiet, not breaking the kiss to degrade you or bring himself up. His defenses are down and this is new territory. That, or his raging hard-on is getting to his head.

Of course, he’s still thinking it. 

“Is that good for you, wise one?” He spit at you, his ego slightly bruised from the need for your guidance.

“I know you’re trying to be a dick, four-eyes, but that actually was better,” You say, honest.

His eyes dart away for a moment, face flushing, before going back in. 

“You’re doing very good,” you whisper as your lips fall on his again. To your surprise, a noise falls out a Bill at that, as he whimpers into the kiss. 

Your hand reaches over, rubbing his thigh sweetly, as he whines in response. Vaguely, you can hear the sound of smacking lips, as you shuffle in your seat towards him, feeling for your seatbelt.

“Shit,” you curse when you can find it. Breaking away, your turn around to unhook yourself, enabling you to take this ordeal a step further. 

“Okay—“ you sigh turning around, but cutting yourself short when you turn back to Bill. He was hunched over, checking his watch.

“Uh… what are you doing?” you half laugh.

He blinks at you. “Um, no nothing— it’s fine,” he begins frantically fiddling with the notches on your car’s radio. “I think there might be a radio broadcast too.,” he trails off.

Oh my god, your head falls back on your car seat. The fucking star trek marathon. 

“Unbelievable,” you snap. “Get the hell out, Bill.”

Bill’s face falls, focus faltering. “What?. You aren’t serious, are you?”

You take the car out of park and unlock the door, resting your foot on the gas and turning away with your elbow on the window. Truth be told, your ego was hurt more than your feelings. Of course the little geek would choose his spaceship show over loosing his virginity. That’s fine with you, but you don’t want him in your car. 

He scoffs, crossing his arms. A sneer falls on his face, “Jesus, women. God, could you be any more sensitive?!” 

“Oh my god, get the fuck out of my car, you mouthbreathing prude!” You shoot back.

Bill upbrubtly opens the door, before leaning back in with his pointer finger directed at you; “You’re a fucking tease, you know that?” 

You gas up, “You’re a fucking virgin freak, and you’ll die one too.”

The tires of your car skid loudly on the pavement as you drive away, quickly. God, how did you get so close to fucking that guy?You see Bill kick a rock towards your car in your mirror. 

Whatever, romance is boring anyways. Clearly, he thinks so, at least.

**TELL ME ABOUT ANY TYPOS

[twinsimming]

Utilities Mod by Twinsimming 💡💧

This mod adds optional power and water utilities for players looking for some added challenge in their gameplay.

This is a script mod that can be placed in your Packages folder. It was built and tested on 1.69 but should work fine on 1.67.

New Objects

Power Box

- Price: §0 - Category: Misc. Electronics/Misc. Appliances - Includes 3 original swatches + 1 recolorable option (3 channels) - Poly Count: 274

Water Pipes

- Price: §0 - Category: Misc. Plumbing - Includes 3 original swatches + 1 recolorable option (3 channels) - Poly Count: 1065

Utilities

The Power Box controls power and the Water Pipes control water (self explanatory :p). Both utility objects are free in buy mode in the Misc. Electronics tab and Misc. Plumbing tab, respectively.

Once placed down on your lot, you can enable one or both utilities. When the utilities are enabled, power and/or water will be cut off to certain objects on your lot until you "Turn On" the Power Box and/or Water Pipes.

While the utilities are on, your sims will be charged between §1 - §3 simoleons for every 10 minutes they use an object that requires a utility, with the charge varying based on the size of the object. The total cost will be added to your next household bill.

If you want to opt out of the utilities system, just use the “Disable Power Utility” and “Disable Water Utility” interactions available on the utility objects.

The utilities system only applies to the active household.

A full list of all of the objects affected by the Power Box and Water Pipes utilities and their usage costs can be found on the mod download page.

Utility Costs and Usage

To check how much you've spent on utilities during the current billing cycle (between when you pay your bills and the next bill payment), click on the "Check Utility Usage" interaction on either utility.

To see your full utilities breakdown, use the new "Check Utility Costs" interaction on the computer.

Also included in the full utilities breakdown is a Green Energy Rebate total.

This total calculates how much money a lot saves by using the Solar Panels and Wind Turbines from the Sims 3 Store and factors that into the total utilities cost.

The full utilities breakdown also shows up when your sim pays their bills.

Lack of Funds

If your household funds fall below the usage cost of a utility, that utility will be shut off and cannot be turned back on until your funds are sufficient.

Bill Delinquency

If you’re late on paying your bills, your utilities will get shut off. Both utilities will be shut off when your bills are two days old.

Tuning

All of the tunable values can be found on the mod download page under the header “Tuning”.

Script Namespace

If you want to turn another object into a power or water utility, open your desired object in s3pe and replace the current script name with the following:

Sims3.Gameplay.Objects.Twinsimming.Utilities.PowerBox

Sims3.Gameplay.Objects.Twinsimming.Utilities.Water Pipes

Conflicts & Known Issues

These are new scripted objects so there shouldn’t be any conflicts.

Credits

EA/Maxis for The Sims 3 and The Sims 4, Visual Studio 2019, Sims4Studio, Blender, Milkshape, TSRW, ILSpy, s3pe, Notepad++, and Gimp.

Thank You

Thank you to gamefreak130, @zoeoe-sims, @greenplumbboblover, and @echoweaver!

If you like my work, please consider tipping me on Ko-fi 💙

Download @ ModTheSims

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RECENT UPDATES ON THE BAD INTERNET CALIFORNIA BILLS:

Sadly, both AB1949 and SB976 passed and are now on their way to the governors desk.

We need him to veto them so they dont become Law.

If you havent Heard of the danger of those bills for the Internet , this post explain it thoroughly :

- Post doing a deep explanation on those bills here

I CANNOT emphasize enough how these would have a global effect on the Internet given that most websites and apps originates from California and not all of them could afford either following those bills or moving states.

Now, as the bills are on their way to the governor, we need Californian citizens to voice their oppositions to those bills to the Governor Gavin Newsome HERE

(Non California peeps, we are urging you to share this as well!!! )

Please keep in mind that calling with phone is much,much more efficient.

You can also send faxes with Faxzero

Here are scripts you can use as arguments : (text/alt version below the read more )

Than you for reading. Even if youre not from California, please spread the word anyway ! Make posts,tweets,etc

REBLOGS ENCOURAGED

TEXT VERSION :

AB 1949

Hello, my name is (INSERT NAME HERE) and I'm one of the Senator's constituents from (INSERT CITY HERE). I'm calling to urge the Senator to vote NO on AB 1949, the amendment to the California Consumer Privacy Act of 2020. While this bill's intent is to prevent the sharing and sale of minor's information under the age of 18, the method it would intend to do so by is written far too broadly for it to be safely and reasonably implemented.

While this bill retains a safer standard of the business requiring actual knowledge of a consumer being under the age of 18 to be held liable for the sharing or sale of personal information, its wording is still too broad to exclude a default usage of age verification by online businesses in order to protect themselves from liability. Taking measures such as age verification, age assurance, or other data collection and analysis to determine the age of users. Even though measures like this have been proven to be vulnerable to data breaches no matter how secure they proclaim to be. Such as this year's largest discovered breach of AU10TIX, which supplies age verification to companies like TikTok, X, Uber, LinkedIn, Paypal, and many others.

As it stands, this bill is far too broad in its wording and enforcement of its age-specific measures to be considered a safe piece of legislation. Which is why I urge the Senator to vote in opposition to this measure.

Vote NO on AB 1949.

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SB 976

Hello, my name is (INSERT NAME HERE) and I'm one of the Assembly member's constituents from (INSERT CITY HERE). I'm calling to urge the Assembly member to vote NO on SB 976, the Protecting Our Kids from Social Media Addiction Act. Although this bill has intent to protect the mental and emotional health of California's youth, the method this bill would intend to use could be counterproductive to that goal, or even endanger them further.

One of this bill's primary measures includes requiring verifiable parental consent to allow websites to display “addictive” feeds to minor users. However, the ways “verify” the identity and age of a responsible parent are often invasive and dangerous. Especially since these methods have proven repeatedly to be vulnerable to data breaches that can leak sensitive information to bad actors. Such as this year's largest discovered breach of AU10TIX, which supplies age verification to companies like TikTok, X, Uber, LinkedIn, Paypal, and many others. To determine if this is necessary at all would also require collecting even more data on minors and non-minors alike to determine who would even require these measures to be set in place. Especially when it would have control over someone's access to a website or application based on the time of day, as this bill would require in order to “reasonably determine” the user is not a minor.

The vagueness of this bill's text at all is dangerous as well. The broad-spectrum definition it gives of “addictive internet-based service or application” could cause an unintended censorship effect where minors and adults alike could be blocked from accessing information purely because some part of a website or application uses a “feed” which could arguably fit the bill's definition of “addictive”

With all of this in mind, I urge the Assembly member to vote in opposition of this measure to protect the privacy and safety of California's minors and adults alike.

Vote NO on SB 976.

[nerves-nebula]

Emergency funds needed for South Sudanese refugees

Hi all, long story short, Abdul and his friends need more money quickly as food is becoming scarce in his camp due to shop closure and an increase in refugees.

I've been supporting him as much as I can but I've only just started working again and have bills of my own which eat up most of my check. Any amount donated is immensely appreciated!

I want to end this by saying I'm incredibly grateful for all the help you've shown Abdul. Just a few days ago I had the honor of sending him a couple hundred dollars that'd been raised over the past few weeks. To see photos and videos of Abdul you can check out #abdulfund on my blog

Below I've copied a message of what Abdul has told me over whatsapp:

Hello my friend hopefully you are doing well today I would like to inform you about a very very important issue happening here at the camp, yesterday but one there happened a gun fire outbreak in juba capital between the army and the natives of different tribes and it left to curfews in juba plus all other places in the country,

Yesterday all shops in camp where closed but today some shops have opened but the army is patrolling the whole camp now we have been warned to stock food as the shop keepers cannot move to the capital to get us usages,

I would ask for some urgent support for food so that as we still not aware of when the curfew will end so please I am humbly asking you to help me with some funds so that I can stock food such that I don't starve in this miserable situation happening at the camp.

I hope you are able to see on internet what is currently happening in juba and the neighborhood centers in south Sudan.

The struggle left almost 50 people dead and also in camp the struggle left some police officers killed as well as a few refugees from Ethiopia but at least the security is a bit tight at the camp because we are some miles away from the capital as the camp is in the desert surrounded by military baracks it's what keeps us a bit safer from these attacks and UN has its army base close to the camp.

I will keep you updated on our situation

Thanks yours Abdul luyombya.

[interestingturnofthetables]

I really really wish we saw more of Mabel and Ford bonding in canon. They’re both such interesting and strange characters who would be such an iconic duo. They share so many characteristics with each other that the series tends to gloss over in favour of the more ‘obvious’ comparisons of “smart twins” & “silly twins” and just HOW upsetting is that? I mean, even as early as season 1 (Dipper vs Manliness, Carpet Diem, Boyz Crazy, Dreamscapers, to name the stand out ones) we’re shown comparisons between Stan and Dipper, but as soon as Ford enters the story it’s like they throw it out the window.

Dare I say, Mabel and Ford are a more interesting and exciting duo than Dipper and Ford. And I feel that exploring their relationship would’ve added a lot more exciting nuance to the tail end of the series.

I get more into the dynamics between Dipper, Mabel & Ford under the cut

Dipper, obviously, is going to be obsessed with bonding with THE author of THE journals. But imagine his reaction to his sister spending more time with him than he gets to! Think of a dynamic that mirrors the episode Little Dipper, however I don’t see there being such a quick resolution in this case. Finding the author of the journals was supposed to be DIPPER’s thing, after all! And Mabel is constantly trying to butt her head into their relationship, and Ford doesn’t even seem at all irritated, it even seems like he might enjoy Mabel’s company over Dipper’s sometimes (we saw how he acted with the Robbie/Wendy situation. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t act like this here too)

But to Mabel, she has a new grunkle who also wears sweaters in summer, and is a little different from others just like her, and compliments - even encourages - her grappling hook usage. On top of all that, Dipper must be so excited that they finally found the author of his journal! This is just a super awesome fun new discovery for both of them to remember this summer as they go through the next school year.

So when Ford eventually asks dipper to be his apprentice (and he would still ask this. Even if he’s close with Mabel, he’d be amiss to ignore the obvious love of their shared passion in the paranormal), while Mabel is struggling to plan their joint 13th birthday party, of course he jumps at the opportunity! This is his chance to finally get to know the author and learn so much without his sister getting in the way!

Mabel would hear this, and of course react similarly to canon. However, on top of feeling betrayed by dipper, she would feel very hurt by her new grunkle, who she thought loved hanging out with her and their fun hijinks, could just throw her aside in favour of her brother (based on Little Dipper, we know Mabel’s struggled with that feeling before. And Dipper perpetuating it once again, along with Ford, this new adult in her life can not be easy). I can see Dipper reacting rather selfishly at her hurt here, and raising his justification for his choice to stay with Ford, something that would definitely include the notion that Mabel just “gets in his way”.

I could continue, but essentially it boils down to Mabel having more of a reason to run off during D&MvsTF. (This isn’t to say her reaction in canon isn’t justified, it is. This version of events would just hit harder I think). I’m not entirely sure how the B(ill)lendin rift situation would play out, but if Bill knew that Mabel was not only hurt by her brother, but by Ford, he would certainly play into that and I think that would be interesting. Not to mention, Mabel & Ford post-Weirdmageddon reconciliation would go so hard!

Do people see the vision? Please I can’t stop thinking about it.

[why-the-heck-not]

it's the year 2037 and a new month is ahead of you!! Time to spend 90% of ur paycheck today for all the subscription services that are pretty much necessary now (Your bank takes "payment fee" out of everything bill u pay, so u gotta pay some bucks extra for each) !! Your grocery store has a membership card that u have to pay for, if you want to even get inside. No way to get any movies/tv-shows/music without streaming services. The appliances in ur home are subscription-based usage fee (under the guise of "well, the software updates, u gotta pay and also have no option to opt out"), and most of the things you own, you basically just rent & never have the chance of ever paying enough to actually own them. You missed a payment and ur smart-fridge stopped working. You're trying to find a not-smart, non-AI fridge, but those are super expensive, and only for the rich who claim moral superiority over regular ppl bc "they don't use any of that brain-rotting AI-technology". You're trying to choose whether to use your coffee machine or your microwave for the month bc you can't afford to pay for both of those subscription fees this month. You've already used your monthly picture limit in your phone, and would have to update your subscription package for a more expensive one, if you wanted to take more

[cosmicdahlias]

Please Don’t Say You Love Me

a stan x reader fic

MINORS DNI

You think it’s another day working with your boyfriend, Ford Pines. When you show up at his door it’s not him who answers it, but his brother. He tells you Ford has been sucked through the portal. You both agree to do everything you can to bring him home. After a month of long, hard work you two decide to treat yourselves with a bottle of whiskey and one thing leads to another.

warnings: ANGST, cheating, drunk sex, usage of the word “daddy”

raaaaaaah finally wrote my first stan fic!!! i couldn’t help myself and turned it into an angsty mess. idk something about him makes me want to just put him in the most heart wrenching scenarios. the title for this one is based off of a line from one of my favorite mitski songs

You pulled your car up to the snow covered cabin. You were looking forward to another day of working with your boyfriend and research partner, especially since he had decided to dismantle the portal and put Bill behind him. You never let on, but Bill scared you, the way he used the love of your life like a puppet.

You approached the door and gave it a knock, as it opened you started removing your coat, not looking at the man in the doorway.

“Hey, honey. You know, I’m so glad you decided to finally put this portal and Bill stuff in the past. I was really starting to-“

You looked up and froze. The man before you wasn’t Ford. He looked just like him, save for his rough appearance and mullet, but he wasn’t your Ford.

You jumped back. “WHO ARE YOU? WHERE’S FORD?”

“Whoa whoa whoa, who are YOU?” He spoke in a gruff voice.

“I happen to be his partner.”

An unmistakable look of guilt spread across his face. “Oh… come in, we have a lot to talk about.”

-

“So, he’s gone?” You said, choking back tears.

The man had explained everything that had transpired, that he was his twin brother, the fight, Ford being sucked into the portal.

He looked at the floor, afraid to look at you. “Yeah.“

He shifted his gaze to you, a sudden look of hope in his eyes. “But hey, maybe it’s a good thing you’re here! You can help fix it, bring him back!”

You didn’t give it a second thought. “Y- yes of course!”

You both descended the staircase to the portal. It didn’t take a long look to know it was critically damaged. You walked closer to it, placing your hand on the cold metal.

“I don’t know Stanley, the damage is pretty severe.”

“You can fix it, right?”

You sighed. “Yes, but it’ll take time.”

“Well then what are we waiting for? Let’s get started.”

You knew you had a long road ahead of you, but you would do anything to get Ford back.

-

A month had passed with you two working diligently on the portal. Tonight you decided to reward yourselves for your hard work with several drinks. A snow storm raged outside as you both sat on the couch in Ford’s room, sufficiently intoxicated. You two shared life stories and jokes, laughing. There was a lull in the conversation, he watched you as you took another sip of your drink. He tucked a lock of hair behind your ear, then he blurted it out.

“I was thinking, it’s pretty obvious we both like each other, so… what if we made it official?”

You turned to him. “Stanley, no. I- we can’t.“

“Why not? Look, from the moment I met you I felt something. The more I got to know you the harder I fell for you, and I know you feel the same way. I know I’m not Ford, but I promise I’ll treat you right.”

“And what if he comes back? What then?”

He took your hand in his. “We don’t have to think about that right now, like you said, it could be years before the portal’s working again. All I know is I lov-“

“Don’t- don’t you dare. Don’t say you love me.”

Tears started to fall, he held your cheek in his hand and wiped them away with his thumb.

He pressed his forehead to yours. “You don’t have to love me, but… just stay with me, please.”

His eyes looked directly into yours and you swore you saw a glimpse of Ford in them. He pulled back, looking away.

“My whole life I’ve been nothing. I’m not anyone’s first choice, nobody ever chooses me. Everything I ever do goes wrong, but when I’m with you it all feels okay- you make me feel okay. I know I’m just a screwup but-”

Tears welled in his eyes, you put a hand on his lap.

“You’re not a screwup to me, Stanley.”

He looked into your eyes again, cupped your cheek and kissed you deeply. You didn’t stop him.

He pulled away. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“

You kissed him back. “No, it’s okay.”

That was all he needed to hear. He pulled you onto his lap and started kissing you aggressively, the taste of whiskey on his breath. His hands traveled up and down your body, you laced your fingers in his shaggy locks. You began grinding yourself against him, he bucked his hips.

“Are you sure you want this- want me?” He said breathlessly between kisses.

You nodded.

He started to remove your top while kissing your neck, following with your bra. He looked at your chest longingly.

“God, your tits are incredible.”

You stifled a giggle, he was so much more crass than his brother, Ford always referred to them as “breasts”. He took your nipple in his mouth, nibbling it with his teeth, you moaned. He pulled your pants off, letting them drop to the floor. He looked down at your panties and gave a gravelly laugh.

“Damn, matching underwear? It’s almost like you planned this or something. Is that why you got me drunk?” He said with a cocky smirk.

He hooked his thumbs under your waistband and slid them down your legs. He couldn’t resist slipping a finger between your thighs.

“Fuck, you’re so wet. You really want me that bad, huh?”

You moved your fingers to the hem of his t-shirt.

“Can I?” You asked.

“Babydoll, you can do anything to me.”

You pulled his shirt off of him and looked down at his torso, he was chubby and you liked it. You sank to the floor and started removing his pants, unzipping them with your teeth. He laughed again.

“Jesus, I didn’t know you nerds could get freaky like that.”

“I think you’ll find I have many surprises, Stanley.”

You pulled off his boxers, revealing his cock. The length was impressive, the girth intimidating. It was almost identical to Ford’s, but Stanley’s was far thicker.

You moved yourself back on top of him and slowly lowered yourself onto the length of his shaft, taking him inside you, your pussy struggling to accommodate his massive girth, he throbbed hard.

“God- fuck, you’re crazy tight. No one’s ever squeezed my dick like this before.”

“And I’ve never been with someone with a cock as thick as yours.”

“Yeah? How’s it feel?”

“Incredible, but it kinda hurts.”

“Here, I think I know something that’ll help.”

He slipped a hand down between your thighs and rubbed your clit, you moaned into his neck.

“Better?”

“Infinitely.”

You moved your hips at a steady rhythm, letting his cock fully slide in and out of you.

The words started to spill out of him. “Nngh- ever since I met you you’re all I think about, I wanted you so bad. I- I would watch you whenever you worked on the portal. God, you looked so cute when you were really- ah, fuck- focused on something, the way you’d tie your hair up so it doesn’t get in the way. It’s so bad, but I would jerk off just thinking about you.”

“I’ve thought about you too, I tried to push it down, but tonight I secretly hoped a few drinks would lead to something.”

You picked up your pace, he let out groan, working your clit harder. You started to pulse around his cock.

“Mmm, close already? That’s it, cum on me.”

“Nngh, Stanley.”

Your orgasm steadily built until you couldn’t take it anymore and it felt like a tightly wound coil snapped within you. As you came you threw your head back with a moan, tightening around him.

“Holy shit, sweetheart. I thought you were tight before.”

You were so high off your orgasm that you said it without thinking. “You feel so good, daddy.”

He blushed hard and throbbed inside you.

“Fuck, that’s so hot, no one’s ever called me that before.”

He gripped your hips and thrusted up into you.

“I’m gonna fucking cum. Where do you want it, babygirl?”

“Mmf- inside me.”

“God, you’re so perfect. No one ever lets me do that.”

He tightened his hold on your hips, panting and digging his nails into your soft flesh.

“Fuck, I’m so close. You feel so fucking good.”

He pumped hard and fast, his breathing increased. He tilted his head back and moaned loudly, cumming deep inside you, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“Oh god, y/n!”

He wrapped his arms tightly around you, not wanting to ever let you go. He wished this could last forever, just him and you.

“I love you y/n, so mu-“

You silenced him with a kiss, you couldn’t hear it, not again. You loved him too, you truly did, but you couldn’t tell him, you didn’t want to give him false hope.

He pulled out and you both laid down on the couch, he held you in his arms, spooning you. His breathing began to relax, turning to gentle snores. You slowly wriggled out of his arms, dressed yourself and crept out of the cabin, knowing you could never see him again. You sobbed the whole drive home.

When morning came he would sleepily reach out to pull you closer, only to find that you had gone. He tried calling you repeatedly, but you couldn’t bring yourself to answer. In the following days you would pack up all of your belongings and leave the town of Gravity Falls for good, never to return. You knew you were leaving Stanley solely responsible for fixing the portal, dooming Ford for god knows how long, maybe forever. You knew full well you couldn’t face him, not after what you’d done.

The guilt ate you alive every day for the rest of your life.

[bkaulitzz]

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

more like this on my wattpad b_kaulitzz

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i dont rlly have any pics to match sigh

info/warnings: SMUT, p in v, oral, praising, FEM x SUB!BILL, no usage of y/n but it is x reader

synopsis: based on that one chai bot that asks you to wash his hair, I DONT DESCRIBE HAIR OR BLUSHING BC I TRY TO BE INCLUSIVE 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

more under cut :)

I hugged a pillow between my legs, running my nails over the remote buttons as the TV shined on my face. The low hum coming from the TV as the room was dark, my hip resting against the firm, leather cushion. I yawned, my eyes barely opening as the drama murmured. I raised an eyebrow, hearing the door crack open. Bill's slim figure entered my vision as he was already inside, closing the door. He sighed in relief, locking it before coming over by the feet side of the couch. "How was the show?" I sighed, looking up at him as he held wide eyes with a smile. His mascara and eyeshadow practically melted.

"It was great...I'm exhausted, " He said. I sat up, moving my legs off the couch. He came over, the cushion dipped as he took a seat next to me.

"I can see that, " I snickered as I scanned over his face and hair. His hair was slightly shiny from the mixed sweat and hairspray, the TV screen light only exposing him more. He frowned as his gaze from the TV turned to me.

"Do I look that bad?" He reached up from a piece of his hair, pouting as he looked up at the start of the spikes that surrounded his hairline.

"Yes, " I snickered more, covering my mouth as the laugh became more obnoxious. He whined, looking at me again.

"You don't have to be so mean about it, " He twirled the crunchy piece of hair that slowly unraveled from the hairspray.

"I'm just playing, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, sitting back on my hands.

"Well...can you do something about it?" He tilted his head, running his fingers through more crunchy strands.

"As in?..." I raised an eyebrow.

"Wash my hair?" He leaned in close as he asked, fluttering his eyelashes. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"What?? No, you can do that yourself, " I crossed my arms, sitting more on the couch as I turned back to the TV.

"Please?" He pleaded with a frown and I kept my attention on the cheesy romance drama.

"No," I repeated.

"Pleeeaaaaase, " Bill dragged out, placing his temple on my shoulder as he looked up at me. I turned my head to him as he gave me doe eyes, his hands fidgeting to take off one of his bracelets. My eyebrows relaxed as I looked down at him, giving a small smile before parting my lips.

"No, " I said sternly. He pouted, staying in the position he was in.

"Don't be like that, " He whined, groaning after. "Just this once? Please? I won't ever ask you again, " He threw off his cuff bracelets, causing them to clank against the glass coffee table. I clicked my tongue, rolling my eyes.

"I don't know why you want me to do it so bad, " I pushed him off, pressing my finger pads against his forehead. He frowned, attaching his chin to my shoulder.

"Because I'm your bestest, sweetest, nicest, and hottest friend. And, you'll do anything for me, right?" He grinned, his canine teeth showing as his eyes squinted from smiling widely.

"You're being sooo corny, are you drunk?" I snickered. He shook his head, throwing the rest of his bracelets onto the table.

"Is that a yes?" His eyes became hooded as he stared over my lips, only a few inches away. He looked back up at me with the same doe look.

"Fine, only so you shut up, " I scoffed, getting up from the couch. I reached for the remote, shutting the TV off, leaving us in the dark again. He squealed quietly, clapping his hands.

"Yay!" Bill exclaimed. I sighed, throwing the remote onto the couch before making my way to the single bathroom. I turned on the light, rubbing my eyes as I walked to the tub. I sat on the ledge, looking over at Bill as he held a grin. He closed the door behind him, coming over to sit back on my right against the tub.

"Cold or what?" I reached up for the shower head, taking it off it's place. I turned it on, feeling the temperature as he rolled his eyes back instinctively to think.

"Lukewarm, " His eyes turned to me with the same doe look. I reached for the knob, twisting it with a creak before feeling the temperature again. I sighed before turning to Bill.

"Close your eyes, " I said before he did so. I ran the water over his hair from his hairline, his spikes deflating as they soaked up the water. I ran my fingers through his scalp, causing him to shiver. I snickered, making sure to drench his whole head.

"That tickles, " He breathed out. I turned off the water, grabbing the mini shampoo, and clicked it open before splurting a quarter size into my palm.

"This is gonna tickle more, " I said and lathered the shampoo into a foam. He looked over at me, his eyes still surrounded by the shimmery eyeshadow.

"Be gentle, " He said. I leaned more over him, both of my hands moving into his hair. I bit my lip, focusing on his hair as his eyes looked up at me. I massaged the soap into his scalp with my fingertips, causing Bill to close his eyes. He hummed in delight as the lather ran through my fingers and his hair.

"Does it feel good?" I ran the shampoo through his hair strands before massaging it into his scalp again. He let out a small 'mhm,' looking up at me again with hooded eyes.

"Thank you, you're so sweet, " He purred, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. I grimaced, continuing to scrub his hair.

"Sweet?" I fake gagged, pulled away, and shook the excess shampoo off my hands.

"Yea, sweet. Is something wrong with that?" Bill huffed. I reached for the cold metal again, the knob creaking once again as I came close.

"Yea?! You never call me that, " I scoffed, leaning down to him again. My whole upper body was over him as my right hand ran up to his scalp, spraying warm water to rinse the hair out. I held my breath as he looked up at me, fluttering his eyes.

"Can't I call you sweet now?" He hummed. I raised my damp hand to his nose, pinching it and causing him to wince. I snickered as I pulled away from his now-red nose, continuing to rinse his hair out. "Why'd you do that?!" He frowned as he reached for his nose, massaging it.

"I always do that, what do you mean?" I sighed as I continued to rinse his hair off.

"Well...it was mean, " He sulked as I turned the water off and placed the shower head down.

"I was just playing, Bill, I'm sorry, " I picked up the mini conditioner, squirting an even amount into my hand. I groaned, moving my hands down to massage it to the ends of his hair.

"I accept your apology...only because you're washing my hair, " He muttered.

"What's up with you, Bill?" I grabbed the shower head again.

"Nothing...why?" He looked away as I rinsed his soft hair out of the conditioner.

"You're really soft today, " I squeezed my pointer and middle finger together, squeezing the conditioner out of each strand.

"No, I'm not!" Bill retorted.

"Yes, you are, " I nodded before turning off the water for a final time. I pulled away from him, getting up on one knee to put away the shower head.

"No, I'm not, " He crossed his arms as he laid there with his wet hair. I rolled my eyes, sliding off the ledge. My feet hit the cold brick floor as I took a few steps to the cabinet.

"You so are, " I pulled it open, leaning down to pull out a fiber towel. I walked back to Bill, leaning over as he lifted his head up a bit for me. I wrapped the towel around his head, allowing him to sit up more.

"No, I'm not, " He dragged out. I exhaled, drying his hair out for him.

"Just admit it, " I snickered, continuing to dry his hair.

"I'm not!" He huffed. I pulled the towel on his head, covering his eyes before letting go and running out of the bathroom. His groans were faint as I plopped onto the couch. I turned the TV on again, hearing his feet pitter-patter as he flipped the switch off, making his way to the couch. "You're so mean!" He groaned, plopping by my feet as I was already sprawled out.

"Boohoo, " I stuck my tongue out, focusing on the movie. He threw the towel aside, his hair still damp as he crawled down to me. I furrowed my brows, feeling him wrap his arms around my waist.

"Now you have to deal with this, " He laid his chin on my chest as he looked up at me. I tilted my head, reaching down to comb my fingers through his hair, revealing more of his face.

"You're so weird..." I sucked my teeth, turning my whole body to lay flat against the couch. He laid between my legs, his chin still resting on my chest as I played with his damp hair.

"You think so?" He looked away, closing his eyes. I continued to run my fingers through his hair one after another, slowly.

"Yea...you aren't responding like you usually do, " I hummed. He fluttered his eyes open, coming up closer as my fingers were tangled in his hair.

"I guess..." Bill locked eyes with me, being at eye level by now. I furrowed my brows as his eyes slowly went down to my lips, his heartbeat against my chest, racing faster than I could keep up.

"Bill?..." I mumbled, moving my hands down from his hair to cup his cheeks. I raised his face to look at me, my legs feeling the warmth of his jeans rubbing against my calves.

"How do I tell you?..." He looked away. I bit my lip, caressing his right cheek with my thumb as his face was painted pink.

"Tell me what?" I smirked, continuing to caress his cheek.

"I..." He whispered, slowly looking back at me. I ran my hand down his soft face, swiping my thumb over his bottom lip. He looked at me with parted lips before speaking again. "I like you..." He whispered, becoming a dark shade of red throughout his face and ears.

"You what?" I grinned, continuing to play with his bottom lip. He bit his lip, faceplanting his face in my chest. I slid my hands back into his damp hair, the beachy smell of the shampoo being so close.

"Stop it, " He whined, peeking up at me, keeping the rest of his face buried in my chest.

"I didn't hear you, " I hummed, twirling a strand of his hair in my finger. He propped his chin up again, still being the same shade of red.

"I like you, okay?..." He looked away. I pulled him in by the back of his head, being centimeters away from his face by now. He widened his eyes as he looked at me, his heartbeat only racing more against my chest. I leaned close, keeping my eyes on his lips before kissing his plump lips. He slowly closed his eyes, kissing back. The faint taste of beer faded into my lips.

"You lied, you did drink, " I mumbled against his lips, moving a hand to the side of his cheek before kissing him again.

"Only a bit..." He responded. I cupped his lower jaw, causing him to softly gasp as his lips moved against mine. "I meant every word, I swear, " He panted as I began to harshly move my lips against his. I raised an eyebrow, my eyes still closed as I trailed my hand down to the growing tent in his pants. His breath hitched into the kiss, making more room for my hand.

"Are you sure?" I pulled away from the kiss. His lips were puckered as I gently squished his face in my grasp.

"Sober, " He nodded as he spoke. I pulled away from his face, allowing him to lay his head in the crook of my neck. His gaze focused on my hand, unbuckling his belt with a few pulls. I pulled it out of his belt loops, and he lazily laid his arms around my waist. I dropped the belt to the floor, the decorations clanking against each other as my hand moved back to the start of his jeans. I unbuttoned them, zipping the fly down before moving my hand between his jeans and boxers. I bit my lip, feeling Bill hide his face in the crook of my neck. I palmed him, his soft moans tickling against my neck. I slid my hand into his boxers, pulling his hard length out. His chest heaved as he laid by my side, continuing to watch.

"So shy..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his cock. Bill let out a whine as he shuddered against my cold touch. I slowly pumped him and he moved his lips against my lips. He planted soft kisses, shakingly moaning against my skin as I pumped him, occasionally thumbing his tip. I bit my lip, feeling him nip at my skin as I tightened my grip more. His breath hiccuped, leaving behind small red marks scattered across my skin as I slowly yet harshly worked my hand around his cock. He slid a hand under my shirt, cupping my bare boob as I didn't wear a bra. I let out a small gasp, feeling his run my nipple in between his two fingers. He lifted my shirt above my chest with his wrist, continuing to play with my nipple. I turned my head to him, continuing to keep my grasp around his cock, hearing his sweet moans. He looked up at me with knotted brows, before pulling away to crawl on top of me. I rested my head on one of the couch pillows, my eyes following him as he placed gentle kisses around my chest. He looked up at me with a warm look, his eyes blinking slowly as his lashes accentuated him.

"This okay?..." He moved his kisses down, trailing them around my nipple. His kisses were soft, sinking into my skin as if I were quicksand.

"Keep going, " I nodded, moving my hand back into his now-dry hair. He laid his tongue flat against my hard nipple, causing me to shudder with the contact of his cold piercing. He wrapped his plump lips around my nipple, his other hand gliding down my torso to the start of my shorts. I softly moaned, running my fingers through his scalp. Bill closed his eyes, continuing to keep his lips around my nipple. He slid his hand into my shorts, his fingers already running against my wet slick as I wore no panties. I panted softly, gently grasping a handful of his hair as he circle my clit with his middle finger. His eyes were hooded as he looked at me, pulling off of my nipple.

"Am I doing good?" He gently spoke.

"You're doing so well, " I continued to play with his hair. His face was a soft pink again, moving down between my legs. He wrapped his fingers around the start of my shorts, pulling them off. I moved my legs in the opposite direction, causing Bill to sit up, and I kicked them off my ankles to help. He took hold of my ankles, peppering kisses as he slowly came back down. He kissed the flesh of my inner thighs, slowly moving them onto my pussy. He kissed my clit, his hands moving around the back of my thigh. My chest heaved as I watched him, sliding my hand down to gently take a grasp of his hair. He laid his tongue flat against my clit, eyes still hooded as they looked up at me. I panted softly, my other hand reaching back to take hold of the pillow. I arched my back slightly, feeling him lap his tongue against my clit. The metal that decorated his tongue occasionally hit my clit. The rings on his fingers slid against the flesh of my thigh as he slowly moved them to my pussy. I let out a drawn-out moan, throwing my head back as his tongue lapped, two of his fingers prodding at my slick hole. He slowly slid his fingers in, stopping at the cold metal around his fingers. I looked back down at him as he kept his menacing stare at me. I rested my ankles around his shoulders gently as I repeatedly panted, gripping his hair.

"Good boy..." I shakingly let out. He whimpered against my cunt, causing vibration against my skin. I let out a deliberate squeal, keeping eye contact with him. He slowly thrusted his fingers, wrapping his lips around my clit. He continued to moan against my skin, only causing more vibrations. I thinly moaned, feeling his fingers curl inside of me. I pushed his head down more, his lips unraveling as he pulled his fingers out. He wrapped his hand around my thigh again, his tongue moving through my folds. I breathed heavily, the static of the TV filling my head as I became lightheaded. Bill lifted my hips, licking up all of my juices before pulling away. I let out a depraved moan as he sat on his knees, reaching back for a condom. He tore it open, biting his lip as he pushed the condom down around his cock. I panted, catching my breath as he scooted over, taking hold of my calves.

"Is this alright?" He asked, looking down at me as he lifted my legs slightly. I gave him a small nod before his gaze moved down. He aligned himself, clenching my calves as he slowly entered. I threw my head back, arching my back as I heard his shaky breathing. I let out a high-pitched whine, feeling him slowly bottom me out as I dug my nails into the leather couch. He breathed heavily as he fully entered and I looked back up at him. He gave me a soft gaze, soothing me by moving a hand down on my hip to massage it. "You okay?"

"Yea...continue, " I panted. He nodded, moving both of his hands to my hips. His thumbs pressed into them as he slowly thrusted. I choked out moans, looking up at him as he furrowed his brows. He bit his lip, moving one of my legs over his shoulder. My chest caved as he leaned down, and the beachy coconut smell from his hair hit me again. The mumbling from the TV accompanied our heavy breathing as Bill stared into my eyes, reaching down for my left hand. He clasped his fingers into my hand, causing me to do the same. Our hands molded into one another as he kept his steady rhythm, bucking his hips into mine. The back of my head moved against the pillow as I dug my nails into the back of his palm, his tip kissing my cervix.

"You feel so good..." He rasped, each of his words tickling my nose and lips as he was a few inches away. I breathily moaned in response, the fly of his jeans tickling the back of my thighs.

"Fuck...you're doing so well, " I choked. He leaned down, placing his lips on mine, tasting myself on his tongue. His moans were strained as he shuddered his hips to the praise, my legs moving around his waist as he quickened his pace. He sloppily kissed my lips, barely being able to be attached as he thrusted. I furrowed my brows, pulling away as I threw my head back, feeling him hit my G-spot. "Right there, Bill, fuck, " I mewl. He kissed my chin, pulling away from my hand as he held my waist. He dug his polished nails into my flesh, leaving crescent marks as he sat up on his knees.

"So good, " Bill threw his head back, straining my name as I clenched around him. He repeatedly moaned my name, thrusting into my G-spot. I arched my back, my moans being cut off by one another. He leaned down, kissing in between my boobs as he kept a steady pace.

"You're such a good boy, " I cried out, causing him to roll his hips at a faster pace. I looked back down at him, his eyes glazed over as his eyeshadow was running more than it had before. His forehead glistened as he bit his lip. My body heated up as he muffledly groaned. He slowed down, feeling me clench around him. I groaned, lazily sitting up. I pushed him backward, causing him to fall back and lie flat against the couch. He widened his eyes as I straddled on top of him, positioning myself. "I didn't tell you to slow down."

"I'm sorry, " He stammered. I placed my hands on his torso, rolling my hips as I looked down at him. His brows were knitted as his jaw hung low. I lifted his t-shirt a bit, exposing his soft abs and the star tattoo that decorated his v-line. I bit my lip, watching as his head was thrown back. I sat on my knees, bouncing at a fast pace, causing high-pitched, filthy noises to escape his pretty pink lips. I leaned down, kissing his glistening neck as I kept my pace. He let out desperate whines, followed by grunts. I placed a hand behind his head, moving his face down to kiss his lips. I sloppily kissed him, his lips vibrating against mine as he let out broken cries of pleasure. "I'm close, " He breathed. My hips shuddered in response and he placed his hands on either side. His hips jolted as I placed my hands on his shoulders. I shrieked, feeling him thrust up into me, throwing my head back. The cold rings on his fingers accompanied the burning feeling of his hands on my hips. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach, clenching around him again. Bill groaned, cursing under my breath as I saw white, releasing all over his member. He sloppily fucking my cum into me as he came into the condom. I fluttered my eyes, turning back to him as I breathed heavily. A few strands of his hair flew to the front of his face as he looked up at me, breathing heavily as his musk filled my nose. I reached down, tucking the strands behind his ear.

"You did so well, " I panted, falling to lay on his chest. He rubbed my sides, catching his breath before answering.

"I still didn't get an answer, " He frowned as I looked up at him.

"Over?..." My eyes traced over his glistening features from the sweat. His eyes were hooded and glazed, his hair was disheveled as if I hadn't washed it before.

"Whether you like me or not..." He looked over at me. I sighed, leaning up to peck his lips, his face becoming a soft pink.

"I thought I didn't have to tell you, " I rolled my eyes, humming as I felt him trace circles into my hips.

"I just wanted to hear you say it, " Bill said and gave me a small grin.

"Fine...I like you, too, " I huffed. He pecked my lips repeatedly, giggling as he did. I snickered, cupping his cheek again. I groaned as I looked at his hair, seeing sweat at his hairline. "I just washed your hair too..."

"Shower?" He smirked.

"Again??" I grunted, pulling at his cheek.

"Just a shower, " He mumbled. I snickered, leaning in to press a long kiss on his lips.

"Fine, but I wanna stay here for a bit, " I said once I pulled away. Bill pecked my nose, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Can't wait."

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[beardedmrbean]

Washington state lawmakers want to make motorists pay by the mile for driving, according to a new bill proposed in the House.

House Bill 1921, introduced by Democratic state Transportation Committee Chair Jake Fey, is set to be addressed during a hearing Thursday in the state's House Transportation Committee.

The proposed bill would implement a system charging drivers based on how much they drive in order to fund road maintenance and preservation.

The bill is sponsored by Republican Rep. Alex Ramel and Democratic Reps. Sharon Wylie,  Timm Ormsby, Lisa Parshley, Janice Zahn, and Nicole Macri.

Here's what to know about the proposed Washington state legislation:

Bill suggests paying 0.026 per mile driven

The bill, which proposes a road usage charge (RUC) for passenger vehicles weighing less than 10,000 pounds, shows profit from it would go towards road maintenance and preservation.

The charge ($0.026 per mile driven) would be based on self-reported odometer readings and, according to the proposed legislation, would be included as part of a driver’s annual vehicle registration fee.

[nqueso-lies]

I’ve been catching up on your recent asks and just wanted to impart some industry info.

Gavin’s pay: He wouldn’t be getting paid less because he’s a teenager. Because of SAG, all base rates are the same and then they increase from there due to factors like the size of the role, popularity, usage, how invaluable you are, fame level, etc. Which is what contract negotiations basically are when it comes to financials. If Gavin has a good agent he should be making mid to high double digits per episode (thinking 40-70k). I don’t know about the individual pay on this show, but I do know a current Nickelodeon show is paying series regs 20K per ep (pre-negotiation). Due to his change in billing, he also more likely than not, had a bump in pay. Gavin may be paid less than the others at his billing level, but it’s not based on being a teenager, it would be based on lots of other factors.

Eye dilation: While it’s very possible to control the dilution of your eyes if you’re trying to, I don’t think that’s what’s happening with RG (obvi). I think OS, when acting, does experience some pupil expansion at times because that does happen. But I think it’s way more likely that what buddies are pointing out with RG is a change in light. There are so many lights when you’re shooting and even a small change in light will affect your eyes. So, no, Ryliver are not in love and horny for each other on camera. There’s shifting lights. OS, when sinking into a scene may experience self-dilation (hope that doesn’t mean anything gross, oops) because emotions, focus, can cause it to happen. So it’s either acting or lights. It’s not RG and OS wanting to fuck each other🙄

^ all in good faith, 🧀. Just adding industry knowledge to some discourse haha

Thank you!!

The only thing I know about child actor's and their pay is from my friend who works for Disney and produces/writes shows lol