For the ask game: Kyrie, 1, 6, and 17 (I forgot the numbers highkey. The last one is whatever one the grudges question is. I think it’s 17)
1. How did you choose their name?
Oh WORM let me get you the screenshots— it was a Process (1, 2, and 3 are Kyrie, Alonzo, and Ari respectively)
(I did NOT actually know that the Kyrie part of kyrie elision meant god at the time but I AM a massive enjoyer of the “she’s the city and her name is god” bit)(the hunchback of notre dame reference is on purpose tho her ass literally lives there)(St Ely’s tower in the modern end of things is like if you combined the functions of the Notre Dame and the Space Needle into a guy who looks more like Coit Tower SF)
6. What attribute of them (some facet of their personality, their history, their look, or whatever etc) would you find most important to somehow preserve if they were transplanted to an AU fanfic?
USED TO BE A COP but QUIT really dramatically (there’s a modern au that takes place in like 2010 where half of the saints work at a Verizon store and Kyrie was a first responder at 9/11 but walked out a couple years later and now she lives on a couch in El’s basement)(being a fuck boy dirt bag piece of shit is also an important component. She sucks so much (affectionate))
17. Is your character holding any grudges? Are they likely to stop?
OH BOY HOWDY DOES SHE!! A lot of them against herself but also notably she does spend a significant amount of time trying to assassinate Ari’s dad (city governor/RF puppet) theoretically for being a puppet for the RF and letting the city be a police state but mostly actually for the fact that he was the one who promoted her from foot soldier #7284 to the RF’s special little mascot guy so she views him as a guy with a LOT more power than he actually has (also. Even if he did have the kind of sway she thinks he does. He’s a useless aging twink of a nepo baby who got this job when he was like 22 specifically bc he’s easy to push around. His ass wouldn’t really do shit even if he could.)
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I think in the long run I might ended up sticking with tumblr as my new home, with mastodon on the side.
Because this place is really gonna be the last remnant of "Web 2.0" before we monetize everything to hell and back. Twitter isn't gonna get better anytime soon, in fact it's heading worse as fascist is being unbanned.
Post is run by dorks who have believe shit like this
"oh no don't discriminate against..." *checks notes* "rich people. Yea because billionares are totally a class worth protected. What a bunch of dorks.
Meanwhile Mastodon is just full of people circle-jerking about how much better Mastodon and defederated system is and it just reminds me of early 2000s Linux forum in the worst way possible!
(also spoiler alert: it isn't any better. I'll make a separate post about how defedarated systems is not resilient against the banality of evil)
Also discovering art and artist using their current system sucks ass and they have the weird culture (especially over the general instance) that 'demand' artist to put content warning over their artwork because "they didn't consent to the self-promotion of your own art" and other silly reasons.
You kinda have to join an art / content creator specific instance if you want people who can respect and appreciate artist.
So that leaves me with Tumblr, the only place where it's still weird and full of art even after Yahoo/Verizon tried to fuck this site over. (I left Tumblr after THAT shitshow)
And since Tumblr's gonna intergrate with ActivityPub soon (the thing that makes Mastodon, Mastodon), that just give me more reason to put some effort into my tumblr now.
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Out of every miserable little cellular company I've had the displeasure of working with, Cricket Wireless is easily the best.
They use Verizon and US Cellular towers, both, which is nice because it means coverage is strong even in rural areas. Data is high speed and cheap as fuck. We have 2 lines of unlimited data for $60/month, and that includes hotspot and tethering.
But more importantly, their billing system is about the least predatory thing I can conceive of. I'm never surprised by a bill; I get to pick my own due date and they give me text message alerts in advance of it.
I'm never given an undisclosed fee. If I somehow use all my high speed data and have to be throttled (a phenonmenon I've never actually hit because the throttle cap is insanely high), instead of auto charging me, it prompts me, and lets me continue on slower speed until my bill.
If you're going to be late on your bill, they have a deferral program you just call in for. You can pay using every conceivable method, including cash and check and cardboard refill cards from the pharmacy.
Need more help? The website kind of sucks ass, but the phone, chat, and in-store support are GREAT. Very generous hours: 9 to 9, 6 days a week, closed on sunday.
It's all very nice.
If you're looking for a new phone provider, hit up Cricket. They've got the goods!!!
Normally the "poor people" version of a service SUCKS, but in this case the constraints of a prepaid service system makes the entire experience WAY better.
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(armin x blk!reader, first post, gamer boyfriend, beneath desk,distraction, teasing, armin being whiney & loud.)
ARMIN WAS THE perfect boyfriend, ANYBODY could ask for.
Even if he was a quiet, boy who’d loved to spend his time in his room, with nobody else.
He’d always drop anything he’s doing, just to tend to your needs. Like if he’s doing something like laundry. If you call for him, trust and believe he’ll come within a second.
But today, was different.
You rest on the couch, laying on your stomach eyes glued to the intense sex scene on the screen.
You felt yourself getting hotter, you swallowed harshly before sitting slowly up. Feeling the wetness in your panties, you looked over your shoulder and saw Armin on his game through the crack between the door and the jamb.
A smirk lined against your lips, dropping quickly to your feet. You skipped against the wooden floor, making your way to Armin.
You pushed the door slowly, causing it to creak. Armin heard it over his gameplay and slides his headphones down to his neck while looking over his shoulder.
Seeing you standing above him, he smiles softly, “hey baby.” he says, his ocean eyes sparkled beneath the light, his blonde locs tied back to a disorderly bun that had strands of his hair falling to his face, and the rest in the back. “Hey.” you replied instantly sliding onto his lap, his arms automatically wraps around your waist, leaning more back into his gaming chair as you straddled him.
playing with his hair, twirling the locks around your fingers before leaning up. Your hands resting on his chest, he looks up with doe eyes pure innocence laced in his eyes as while yours was completely different.
Your brown eyes filled with lust, desire, carnality. Caressing your boyfriends body. Running your hands up and down, with each stroke you itch closer to his shorts.
Armin swallowed harshly, a faint moan passing his lips with scrambled words. “B-baby, you’re b-blocking my view..” he whispers.
His tongue running out his mouth to coat his pink pouty lips, with saliva. his head rest back on the chair, just when you grind your lower body onto him.
“Armin..” you whispered seductively in his ear ending it with a slight moan verizon of his name.
You felt something hard poking against your ass, you smirked as you stared down at your shy boyfriend. “Armin!, ARMIN!” his eyes widened by the sudden shout from his headset, you heard the aggy voice as well. “Y-yes connie?” he stuttered as you continued on with your shenanigans.
Glazing places on his body, that’ll send him into an absolute state of arousal.
“Bruh, whatchu doing yo?” Armin takes his eyes off you and towards his TV. Seeing his character just standing there as his teammates were getting killed.
“shit, i-i’m sorry. y/n was asking me something,” he says swallowing the moan from your hand running down his body landing at his shorts, you began rubbing the swollen part on his pants.
“oh, well lock in. we about to lose.” Connie states, Armin glanced up at the score board. His team was wayyy far behind.
“shit… y/n..” armin muttered moving the microphone away from his lips, you smirked as your hand slides to the waistline of his shorts, lifting them up before they slithered theirselves in. going straight into his underwear.
Armin let out a gasp, which caught his friends attention. His hands quickly slapped over his mouth, you chortled at that, ignoring him begging you to slow down knowing how loud he gets.
His whispered chants of implore quickly came to end when his friends questioned what noise he just made.
while answering the question, you began to rub your thumb over his leaking tip, as you sucked on his neck leaving love marks on your way to his collarbones.
Armin squeezed his eyes shut, with his breathing becoming incredibly heavy.
“s-shit, baby, please.” he begged after muting his mic, “slow down..” he whined, the slight action of your free hand accidentally glazing over his harden nipple sent a wave of electricity through his body.
He lets out a loud whimper, broken moan which was quickly quieted by his large veiny hands.
your eyes widened, as you felt something dripping down your hand. you glanced over at the wet spot in Armin’s pants, before looking back towards your boyfriend who sat with his hands covering his redden face.
“s-shit, i’m sorry..” he says which came out muffled due to his hands, your hands slipped out of his pants, you used the hand that glazed over his nipple to remove his hands from his face, you licked the cum off your hands making him watch. seductively sucking your fingers off as if they were his dick.
this made him hard, once again. “it’s okay..” you whispered moving your body more into his, your lips locked onto his. angling your head to deepen the kiss, Armin moans into the kiss as he tried to keep up with you, but you were dominating him. Eyes squinted shut as he clenched onto your shirt, moans and whimpers still leaving his mouth.
you pulled away with a string of saliva connected to both of ya’ll bottom lips.
Leaving Armin there breathing heavily with dark love marks on his neck and collarbones. his cheeks red with his cock still pressed against your ass cheek.
with him still playing games with his friends, you slide off his lap ending beneath the gaming table. “wh-what are you- o-ohh, sh-shit…” your lips wrapped around his pink veiny 7inch girthy , fat, heavy, cock.
since his dick was too big to fully fit inside your mouth, you had to improvise.
Assigning your hands to the base and the bottom of his dick, as your lips sucked on the mushroom tip. spit and pre-cum dripping out from the corner of your mouth. you moved your lips off his dick and spat on it, his head lolled back, his mouth parted with nothing but broken moans, whimpers, and solicit.
his eyes laid heavily, his hand leaving his controller and making its way on your head. stirring it up and down his dick, he was close to climax you could tell since he got louder with each stroke.
his hands clasped some of your braids, his body leant forward as high pitched moans left his mouth.
Cum spewing out his tip, landing on your tongue. You had a struggle with swallowing since he had managed to fit his entire dick inside your mouth.
After his moaning had died down, his slowly slides your head off. staring down at you, lidded droopy eyes and parted lips.
you stared back with a cocky grin, showing him that you swallowed every drop he gave.
You laughed softly as you climbed back onto his lap, “jesus, baby..” he chuckled still trying to catch his breath.
you chuckled, at him thinking it was over. “I’m not done.” Armin eyes widened, “wh- get off the game and meet me in the room.” you demanded, as you got off his lap leaving him speechless.
but he did what he was told. got off the game and made his way to the bedroom.
-Hope you enjoyed it, this is my first post soooo… 😅
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So verizon cellular sucks ass. Since 11am I have not been able to receive any text messages. I do have an iPhone and I’m able to receive iMessages but any text messages come through as a singular text from my dad. I also am dealing with insanely random dropped calls. So my cellphone off wifi is a goddamn brick. At the Verizon store they gave me a SIM card saying that because my parents upgraded the line it was causing tower issues. Well that worked for phone calls for about 2 hours. But texts still no go. Well I get my ass down to the store for this knowledge. They. Can’t Fix. It. They’ve been seeing this issue all day long. I actually had been waiting with at least 7 other people with the same issue. But kicker is we all have different phones! Androids, Samsung, iPhone, ect. It seems that one person from each line gets chosen to stop receiving all messages!! Fun right!? So I can text them but all I get is :
I have 50+ of these…
Their solution? Enjoy.
Verizon worker: We care gonna put in a trouble shoot with tech.
Me: oh. And do we know when that will be taken care of ?
Verizon guy: umm no. We aren’t sure what the issue is.
Me: so I keep getting this? * shows the repeat messages*
Verizon dude: yeah I recommend muting that so it doesn’t keep going off.
So in short, my phone is a fucking brick and I have to go 2012 iPod touch this bullshit with third party apps and wifi. Oh and my moms busted ass phone so I can call 911 in case of emergency 🙃
My mom is currently calling them. Again.
Edit my mom is calling bc I can’t complete a phone call longer than 5 minutes 🤙🏻
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I love it when mean people give me free stuff.
So I work at a T-Mobile store and this lady comes in with a car charger and says she wants to return it because the end of the charger broke off.
She’s a bit ticked off—understandably so, the accessories we sell in the store are fucking expensive—but she’s fine with me personally bc obviously it’s not my fault.
I get into her account and start trying to look up her receipt and while I do that I ask her how long ago she bought the charger and she said about three weeks or so ago.
That’s a problem. We can’t return things that were purchased more than 14 days ago. I explain to her the rules and she’s getting all huffy like “I paid a lot of money for that! This is ridiculous!” And my coworker jumps in like “hey ma’am look, there’s really nothing we can do. The system won’t even let us process it.”
She’s getting very pissed to the point that it’s making me anxious. Then she uses the whole “I’m going to switch my whole family over to Verizon!” bit, to which I’m flipping her off under the table because we’re a third-party retailer so it doesn’t matter worth shit to us if she switches for one and for two, Verizon sucks ass and T-Mobile is way better so have fun with that, and for three, her threats literally change nothing.
But then.
She slams the broken device on the table.
“You can keep your garbage charger!”
Then she storms out, leaving me with a *perfectly good $60 car charger adapter.*
Only the cord was broken. The very tip of the cord at that. I could’ve let her know that she could have plugged any old cord into the high-quality fast-charging two-port charger, but well… I guess all her yelling had me distracted and I forgot. Whoops.
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