#well tough luck buddy get comfy

[mysticcomfort]

Day 7+8= Griff does what Griff wants

[fluffallamaful]

Welcome back! :D Missed u

Also I had an idea while I were gone: as an alternative for Bad’s visit, what if Bad had some sort of muscle-relaxant-like venom?

Dream still panics when Bad enters the cell, but this time when he tries to run Bad manages to catch up easily and then pin him down. And the man is scary when he wants to be, growing to his full height at 9 feet tall and looming over him with both of his wrists captured in one clawed hand — and he has these ENORMOUS pearly fangs that are glinting at him menacingly even as Bad sweetly asks why he seems so unhappy to see him, gently scolding him for being a rude little muffin. And then he strikes.

Originally I figured the venom would be released through his fangs, like a snake, with him sliding them into the skin of his neck so carefully that Dream barely even feels it — though he screams anyway because holy shit that’s a scary thing to happen to you, even if you know exactly what’s going on. But if biting is a no go, another option is that Bad has a little stinger on the tip of his tail. Maybe he even brings it up and uses his tail to trace over Dream’s armpits as he giggles nervously, waiting for it to strike. If this is the case, then Bad is still so careful not to hurt him that he doesn’t even realize he’s already been stung until he feels all of his muscles going limp.

But then he’s limp. And that’s when things get mean.

They don’t put him in restraints; there’s no need for it. Instead they lie him down on his back in a very causal, comfy position and go to town. Bad likes to tease him by talking about how his venom isn’t THAT strong (it is) and if he really doesn’t want his claws scratching over his armpits then he could just pull down his arms, see? He’s not even sitting on them! Quackity picks up his foot and starts playing with his toes (“This little piggy went to market…”) totally taking advantage of the fact that Dream can’t do anything by refusing to even PRETEND to restrain him, simply holding his heel between his thumb and forefinger like Dream could kick his foot out anytime he wanted to. He scratches under his knee with two fingers and kneads into his other kneecap with his other hand. Bad rests his head in his lap and scritches at his neck, Dream unable to move his head to cover the area as he normally would. His tummy gets some tickles too, obviously. Turns out while it’s not normally weak to feathers, Bad’s immobilizing venom somehow makes it feel so much worse. Quackity drags the fluffy plume round and round and round as Dream cries.

Also Sam gave them a new toy to play with, inspired by his own visit a little while ago. It’s this little circular brush just big enough to fit in Dream’s bellybutton, and when it’s turned on — well, you can guess. The thin bristles on the edges target the folds between the walls and the bundle of nerves, and the softer ones in the middle spin the other way around. The two sets even switch directions randomly to prevent Dream from getting too used to it. And it’s all held on with a little suction cup, which he could easily pull off in any other situation, but with Bad’s venom keeping him limp? Tough luck, buddy. Even worse is that the suction cup may be weak, but it still sucks a bit of blood up to the area — and this makes it all the more sensitive. Bad and Quackity tease him by telling him to just take it out if it’s too much. Look, we’re not even holding you down! The taser is also incredibly mean, because Dream can’t tense up at all no matter what happens. Quackity presses it into his armpit and holds it there, tickly shocks lighting the area on fire. Dream wishes he could struggle, just a bit. Unfortunately for him that’s not an option.

Eventually the two of them decide he’s had enough, maybe an hour and a half in. But the venom is still in full effect: nothing to do but let it run its course. So Bad picks him up and snuggles him close, pulling Quackity around to his other side so that the two of them can sandwich the prisoner for a little while. They maybe tease him a little bit, taking the opportunity to smother him in kisses. Bad spoons him from behind and purrs like a motor while Quackity covers his tummy in little pecks. Eventually he falls asleep right there, snuggled and warm with giggles still spilling out of his mouth. Bad is still purring.

Bonus: Out of nowhere, Quackity suddenly feels himself going limp. Bad is grinning at him. Uh oh.

soupppieeeeeee 😭😭😭 finally can answer this master piece my heckin god i had to hide away so many times fzyyxgsysd

again i love that dream already knows what he’s in for when bad crosses the drawbridge 🥺 and i suppose he’d also know about the venom right?? you insinuated that he “knew what was going on” which just makes it all better AH!!

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i’m completely fine with biting with venom and stuff 🙌🏼 @emmadoodlewrites can confirm that demon fangs are adored around these parts 😅 and the fact that dream knows what’s going on is so damn flusteryyyyyy coz it has the same kinda build up and scare factor as nibbles. there’s something about teeth —> neck that is just terrifying

but in saying that,, the stinging idea is also awesome???? like having the tail being the ‘deadly’ part?? it’s just so much harder to defend and it means he can be stung in the armpitsss wwbahshxuude

“and that’s when things get mean” — i’m going to have to add this to my list of ‘favourite things to hear on this app’…

gosh the teases 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i friggen love bbh and his innocent teasing omfg. coz i just always hc cdream to be so weak to that kinda stuff. he simply has to point out that it’s not true!! and then they get to tease him about not even being able to speak through his giggles

just every single line you’ve added in here is perfect 👌🏼the childhood games as well?? like the this little piggy game but with dream not being able to move at allllll. the feather is also adorable and i feckin love when a lee has to experience a sensitivity that they’re not used to? how confusing for little dweamie 😍 i can imagine them teasing him about how they’re reaching “the really bad spot again!! better move out the way dream cmon now!!”. they all know he can’t do anything.

THE TASER IN THE ARMPIT WHAHXU

idk what it is about this taser thing but 🫠🫠. Q just holding it there? dream not being able to tense or bring his arms down? the anticipation butterflies that would be swarming?? do you think the little taser would make a noise? would he be waiting for a little buzz timer each time without being able to do anything about it?? and his arms are just up this whole timeeeeeeeeee 😖

and then you’ve got this spinny brush thinavahaixucushshed. that he could easily pull off but since he’s immobilised, he once again can’t. i’m just imagining that with each new tool they bring out, they make such a show of holding it so close to his skin and teasing the air above him before they actually use it. basically dream’s tummy would be alive with anticipatory butterflies the entire time, and he wouldn’t be able to do anything to quell their swarm. which would make the ghost tickles after they finally stop so much more crazy ☹️

the after care for this one is extra cute 🥺 dream being cuddled close and shushed and soothed by bbh :( like he can be so caring and understanding. he’d make sure that dream is perfectly comfortable. he’d praise him for how well he handled all of their shenanigans. he’d gently force him to admit that he enjoyed it, and praise him for the admittance too. also claws to head 🤤 the head pats would be phenomenal. and the kissessss 😭😭 the kisses that he can’t escape on his face and tummy. just making him feel so loved and warm and sleeepyyyyyy 😭 ITS ALL SO CUTE

👀 but what’s this? the gentle suggestion of lee quackity?? i’m smelling it! i’m sensing it! i’m grabbing my popcorn!! i may be a lee dream blog, but soupie i will never say no to lee soup!quackity 🥺🥺 imagine how confused and shy dream would be when he wakes up to find bad absolutely destroying a very limp quackity on his therapy table 😍

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[patrick-in-the-junkyard]

The Flash PT2.

Bowers Gang X Reader/Henry X Reader X Patrick

Gif not mine

Request: @rennyd-26 “Can you make a part two...” 

NOTE: I’m so sorry this is short but I hope you like it. I’ve been so busy and I’m currently trying to complete requests.

Summary: After a few weeks of the quarry incident you end up in detention with your boyfriends Henry and Patrick.

Warnings: Langauge, SMUT/Unprotected Sex, Sexual harassment (from someone other than them).

Words: 2k+

Taglist: @pattycake-hockstetter

    It has been a few weeks after your lovely sexual encounter at the quarry with the Bowers Gang but it definitely wasn’t going to be your last as you were now dating all of them. People didn't notice that until Belch's arm was around your hip in the library and the stuff you did at lunch with Henry as you thought you were alone. As the reddish purple marks dot on the side of your neck, that made it almost clear to people that you were taken. Well, almost as few of the jocks would still make advances to you when you were not with the gang. Throwing catcalls and touching your hips were their favorite asshole thing to do. Which the only class you didn't have your boyfriends in was P.E. as they skipped it every chance they got. But you had shit for luck as the jocks in there tried their best to get your attention.

     You stood at your locker looking in the mirror hanging behind your books, messing with your hair and your floral top as you examined the obvious hickeys on your neck. The thought was over as you brushed it off as it did mean you weren’t a loner anymore, looking at the Polaroids of you taped in the door of the locker. Your heart flutters at one of the recent ones, which was you in the middle with the boys around you. The memories were you all were sitting around when Belch’s mom snapped a photo of you which you ended up taking. After putting your stuff away for the next class you shut your locker and walk off to the gym.

     On this very unfaithful Wednesday you waited for them to walk in as you sat, tapping your fingers on your jean covered thighs. Your physical education instructor was in his office shuffling papers the kids who didn't participate had to write.He freaks out at the mess of papers while kicking the desk as he paid no attention to the kids waiting for class to start early.

     As the bell rings, you looked around to see that they didn't show up to the class or even a few seconds late. One of the jocks sitting behind you began to make you very nervous as he starts announcing to his buddies they weren't gonna show up to be on your side. Immature as they were they didn't know what was going to end up happening to them if they were caught trying to get some with you.

     Coach Black's door opens and slams shut as he steps out, trying his best to look tough to scare your classmates. Not knowing that just made Greta who was in your class whistle quietly and creepily. You all wait for instructions as he didn't move a muscle at any of you until a tiny kid tried to speak up against the silence trying to ask what we were going to do.

     “Get to the lockers now!” He shouts at you all pointing to the direction of the locker rooms.making you now jump off to get dressed for the exercise activities. As you walk in last you end up getting looks and glares as it was the first time you participated in the activities for a while. The girls make way getting out of your way as fast as possible like you had a disease. You reach your metal dusty locker and take your stuff out as you get the dented door open. Your hands start to unbutton your shirt as the girls crowded on the other side of the tiny space. There were hickeys all over your sides and chest but you didn’t mind as they all looked at you, whispering to each other.

     It didn’t get too bad until you realized that your comfy sweatpants were nowhere to be seen in your locker. But only a pair of shorts were left and you sigh regretting the decision of letting the boys mark your whole body the weekend before which is a story for another time. The feeling of your stomach dropping made you feel sick as now it would be confirmed you actually fucked them. A loud noise from outside the door was signaling that we need to hurry up and get out. You throw on your shorts and tie your sneakers before going out of the room.

     Gasps and chuckles echo the gym as you walked out, your bare legs were out to the public and you haven't felt this embarrassed since a couple of kids walked into your bathroom stall trying to make out. The worst part the jocks were pointing at you whispering to each other. You began to not give a shit as you sat down in your spot on the floor. 

     The beginning of it was okay until you were grouped in a team, you, a shy girl, two of the jocks and a younger boy with curly hair. This was the worst as you had to do some kind of bending activity. You hated how you were the only one to bend as the others stretch and wait for their turn. That was until you bent down and the feeling of a slap on your ass. You fall over and turn around seeing one of the jocks, Adam smirking down at you. After that, things went hazy as you heard loud stomps and cause see Adam get pushed to the ground. Big hands lifted you up and you were snuggled into what you assumed to be Belch.

     You could see Adam on the ground getting kicked by Patrick and Henry had his collar in his hands while Victor stood over him. He yelled in his face as Adam began to get up and push him away, trying to throw a punch at him. You break away from Belch and rush to Adam, trying to distance Henry from him.

     “What the hell you want bitch?” Adam yelled at you and push you to the ground, making your head hit the floor. The gang was beyond pissed by now, everyone else was gathered around and the teacher already left to get the principal. Your limp body laid on the floor as you try to stay conscious from the injury. The isle was cleared as Belch comes back to you, picking you up from the ground and carrying you. You all end up getting carried away by teachers and were sat in the office. You were sat in a chair as you could barely move and the boys helped you in. Your principal was unfair as he let Adam off the hook while You, Patrick, and Henry got detention for tomorrow.

     By this time, you were frustrated, tired, and very uncomfortable as you stumbled outside with the guys. You sat on Henry's lap in the front seat ranting about the principal not being fair while your hand was behind the seat holding onto Patrick. The rest of the day went fast as you all crashed at Belch’s house after running to the store to grab sodas and big bags of chips. As soon as you arrived Belch’s mother gives you and the others bear hugs. You all ended up cuddling together in just your t-shirts, eating cookies and watching horror VHS tapes. 

     The next morning was a rush as you didn't have clean underwear or clothes which you ended up having to ask Belch’s mother for some. She was happy to give you a black skirt and you were given one of Belch’s band tees. You go to his bedroom, brush your hair and do the rest of your daily needs. Looking around for a pair of underwear you just decided to not wear any. Taking a step out of the room you see the boys gawking at you. You just gave them a look and you all walked outside to jump in the car. The school day went well with the gang on your side. Lunch was the best as you all hung out on the stairs joking around until the bell for the next class. By the last class you had you now groaned as you knew it was time for detention. You all waited until everyone left when you said goodbye and gave belch and victor kisses on the cheeks.

     “I’ll be pickin’ you all up after the thing is done then we could decide what we could do tonight.” You smile at Belch’s idea of doing something later but you were suddenly put out of happiness as Henry yelled for you to come on. As you waved goodbye Patrick pick you up, practically dragging you back. The teacher was waiting outside of his class for you guys and yelled at you for being late. He made you all sit around separated from each other which was stupid in your opinion.

     “You kids don't get into any trouble alright, I have to go fix up the printer room and fix some papers.” Mr. Carson looks at all of you dead in the eyes as he moves over and walks out the door. As soon as the loud footsteps disappear down the hall you all collide together and get really close.

     “Hey Henry, I have an idea. We should rock paper scissors to see who gets the pussy or the handjob.” Your eyes go wide in shock at his idea as you knew were in a public school building.

     “Alright, two outta three.” He replies thinking only for a second, bringing out his fist as they gambled to be able to have you one way or another. Rock beats scissors, paper beats rock and Henry wins the game while Patrick huffs at the loss. Henry looks at you as he pats his lap while you give him a smirk as you make your way to him. Patrick grabs a chair, throwing it next to Henry taking a seat while messing with his belt.

     Henry's rough lips pressed against yours as your legs hang off of the side of the chair. Patrick’s finger brushes down your legs, tracing swirls and other objects like he was carving pictures into your leg. Fingers tangle into your hair as he bites your bottom lip trying to look seductive and hot while not failing. You could feel Henry’s clothed cock poke into your bottom as your hips move against him.

     “We gotta hurry this asshole might be comin’ any minute,” Henry spoke moving you up and taking off his belt off, unbuttoning his pants and pushes down his pants a little bit while pulling his hard cock out. He pushes your skirt up expecting to see some sort of fabric but he just came face to face with your bare bottom and scoffs. 

     “You knew this was gonna happen you little slut, didn’t you?” Henry cooes and moves your bottom back down, now teasing you by rubbing his cock against your entrance. His fingers trace down your entrance and rub your clit as you squirm at the feeling of him touching you roughly. He begins to add a finger slowly pushing it in and out of you, watching your lovely reaction to his actions. His other hand did the job of covering your mouth from the noises you were making. Your hand was grabbed by Patrick and he placed on his hard cock. Making slow movements with your hand you could hear Patrick’s groans and breathing grow heavier. 

     The feeling fingers being removed from your core but was replaced with Henry pushing into you made you crumble in his arms. You could feel every inch of him as he fills you up with his cock as it twitches inside of you from the sudden warmth and tightness. His hips began to make sharp movements against you for friction as he holds a tight grip on your hips. Henry’s face was placed on your neck as he was whining like a pornstar and mumbling on your shoulder. By this point, Patrick had to help you as you were shaking to damn hard for him to get anything out of it and weren’t moving your hand. By then you began to get the hang of it and help Patrick out.

     “That’s it, you got it” Patrick moaned out which pushed you over the edge as Henry now was thrusting up into you with force making loud slapping noises.  His cock began to brush against your g-spot and you began to squeal out to the guys trying to let them know you were close. Your hand loses control as it starts to make Patrick began to convulse, hips moving, and cock twitching as he was very close. Your body shakes as your sudden orgasm rushes over you making you clamp around Henry's cock making it hard for him to hold the feeling of wanting to come.

     “Fuck!” Henry shouts out as his body stills but his hips move for a few second until the make single thrusts as he comes inside you, filling you up. Patrick was last as he grunts out loud and he spills all over your hand. Both of the guy's faces were red and flushed while they carried smirks. 

     “We can’t tell the others about this,” Henry states as you all agree that it should be a hidden secret for the three of you.

      All of you get cleaned up and sneak out rushing out and lucky enough Belch was waiting outside. You jump into his car and as soon everybody was in he sped off.

     “Do yall want to see a movie? Nightmare On Elm Street Five is playing and we could sneak in.” Belch asked trying to get the attention of the rest of you and you all agree. Knowing they were on your side no matter how bad they are made you ready for tonight's adventure.

[dragonydreams]

Steal the Air - Captain Canary Pump Up the Volume AU

Title: Steal the Air Fandom: DC's Legends of Tomorrow Rating: Teen Pairings/Characters: Sara Lance/Leonard Snart Summary: Leonard Snart is your regular quiet nerdy guy by day, but at night, make sure to catch his Facebook Live posts as the mysterious Captain Cold. Modern Pump Up the Volume AU Timeline: n/a Word Count: 5,142 Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Berlanti Productions, DC Entertainment, and Warner Bros. Television. Betas: Thank you to angelskuuipo and shanachie_quill for looking this over for me. Author's Note 1/Additional Disclaimer: I love the movie "Pump Up the Volume" and thought it would work so well as a Captain Canary story. It's so brilliantly written, that I couldn't bring myself to change many of the words from the film, so much of the text belongs to Allan Moyle and New Line Cinema. Author's Note 2: Written for @ficcingcaptaincanary​'s Movie AU prompt. (Told you I was going to be late with this.) Author's Note 3: Youtube links to songs used in story as you read or listen to playlist for this story on Spotify

Did you ever get the feeling that everything in America is completely fucked up? You know that feeling that the whole country is like one inch away from saying, 'That's it, forget it.' We live in a world where vigilantes dispense justice in the cities and metahumans rule the streets. And we're expected to survive high school and go out into that crazy world. I can barely think about surviving another day of mediocre education, let alone making it in the "real world". You know what I'm talking about, Starling City. So sit back, relax, and do not adjust your screen because I am Captain Cold and this is live. This is life.

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"Hey, Sin, have you seen this?" Sara asked, sidling up next to her best friend as they headed into Starling City High School.

"What?" Sin asked, taking the cell phone from Sara. She glanced down at the open Facebook app. "Captain Cold? Yeah, I've been watching. You like every one of his posts so I was curious. Who is he?"

"No one knows," Sara said, taking her phone back and pulling up his profile. "The only photo is his profile photo with the huge parka and dark goggles. You can barely see his face."

"Maybe that's the point," Sin said. "He leaves that photo up blocking the camera for the live videos on purpose."

"I know, but he's gotta be a student here. He's as much as said so," Sara pointed out. "I'm gonna find him."

"Good luck with that," Sin said.

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Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That's how it goes Everybody knows - Everybody Knows, by Leonard Cohen

Okay, down to business. I got my Black Jack gum here and I got that feeling, mmm that familiar feeling that something rank is going down up there. Yeah, I can smell it. I can almost taste it. The rankness in the air. It's everywhere. It's running through that old pipeline out there, trickling along the dumb concrete river and coming up the drains of those lovely track homes we all live in. I mean, I don't know. Everywhere I look it seems everything is sold out.

My dad sold out. And my mom sold out years ago when she took off after birthing my sister. And then he went and brought us here, to this this shitty corner of the world. He made me everything I am today, so naturally, I hate the bastard.

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Laurel Lance sat on her bed, laptop open on her outstretched legs as she watched Captain Cold's live feed. She muted the video as her dad came into the room.

"I don't know how you get perfect grades when you're on that thing all hours of the night." Laurel felt like her smile was more of a grimace. "Don't forget that your Harvard interview is tomorrow. Don't want you looking tired. Good night, Sweetheart."

She kept the smile plastered on her face until her dad had closed her bedroom door before unmuting the video almost violently.

She didn't know why, but this Captain Cold seemed to understand her in a way her father never would.

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I'm getting a lot of comments and private messages here. 'Dear Captain Cold, my boyfriend's giving me the cold shoulder. How do I show him that I really love him?' Why do you keep asking me for love advice? Do I seem like I have a lot of experience with relationships? If I had a girlfriend I'd be making out with her instead of talking to all you lonely freaks. 'Dear Captain, I think you're full of crap. High school isn't as bad as you make it out to be. Cheer up, buddy.' Well, you may be one of the few teenagers who doesn't hate high school, but let me tell you something, you're in the minority. You wanna know why I'm not "cheery"? I just got dragged to this dumb city. I don't have any friends, no money of my own, no car, and oh yeah, no license. I don't know what good a license would do since there's nothing to do here anyway.

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Leonard Snart hesitantly went up to the librarian's desk in the school library, handing over the book he was returning to the cute blonde girl who was working at the desk.

"Hi," she greeted him.

"Hi," he automatically responded, adjusting his glasses.

"You're in my writing class, right?" she asked.

Leonard really wished the teacher hadn't read from his paper in today's class, drawing this girl's attention to him. Pretty girls like her made him nervous. "Uh huh."

"I like Mrs. Smoak. She's quirky." She turned away to look at his check out slip. "Now you're in trouble!" She paused dramatically. "You owe me twenty-five cents. 'How To Talk Dirty And Influence People' by Lenny Bruce. Who's he? Any good?"

Leonard shifted uncomfortably as he dug a quarter out of his pocket and handed it to her. "He's all right."

"Talk a lot?" Sara teased.

"Not too much, no," Leonard responded, making his retreat.

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Sara pulled out a school newspaper with pictures of all the senior class in it as she watched the quiet new guy practically run from the library. She found his photo and circled it, then crossed it out. "Cute, but no way," she mused.

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Curtain’s call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl

So they dug your grave And the masquerade Will come calling out At the mess you've made

Don't wanna let you down But I am hell bound Though this is all for you Don't wanna hide the truth

No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come - Demons, by Imagine Dragons

Guess who? It's ten o'clock; do you care where your parents are? After all, it's a jungle out there. I don't know. Everywhere I look it seems that someone's getting butt surfed by the system. Parents are always talking about the system, and the sixties and how cool it was. I hate the sixties, I hate school, I hate principals, I hate vice principals! But my true pure refined hatred is reserved for guidance counsellors. Captain Cold just happens to have in his very hands a copy of a memo written by Mr. Slade Wilson, guidance counselor extraordinaire to one Miss Amanda Waller, high school principal. "I found Miranda un-remorseful about her current condition." Bastard can't even say she's knocked up. "And she's unwilling to minimize its effect on the morals of the student population." Guidance counsellors! If they knew anything about career moves would they have ended up as guidance counsellors?

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Carter Hall was sitting in front of his computer, Captain Cold's livestream open in one window with a blank Word doc open in another.

He hastily muted his computer as his mom knocked on the open door. "Carter have you finished your homework yet?"

"Yes," he somberly answered.

"Your father and I are downstairs, why don't you come and join us for once," she implored.

"No," Carter refused.

"Okay, Carter, have it your way," she said, sadly.

"Thanks," Carter said as she retreated.

Carter unmuted his computer as he typed: Dear Captain Cold, do you think I should kill myself?

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I took the pistol and I shot out all the lights I started running in the middle of the night The law ain't never been a friend of mine I would kill again to keep from doing time You should never ever trust my kind

I'm a wanted man I got blood on my hands Do you understand I'm a wanted man - I'm a Wanted Man, by Royal Deluxe

Send me your most pathetic moment, your most anything, as long as it's real. I mean I want the size, the shape, the feel, the smell. I want blood, sweat, and tears in these messages. I want brains and ectoplasm all over them. Hallelujah! And now, all my chilly listeners, get comfy because my White Canary is back. "Come in. Every night you enter me like a criminal. You break into my brain, but you're no ordinary criminal. You put your feet up, you drink your mug of hot chocolate, you start to party, you turn up my stereo. Songs I've never heard, but I move anyway. You get me crazy, I say 'Do it.' I don't care what, just do it. Jam me, jack me, push me, pull me -talk hard!" I like that. Talk Hard. I like the idea that a voice can just go somewhere uninvited and just kind of hang out like a dirty thought in a nice clean mind. To me a thought is like a virus. You know, it can just kill all the healthy thoughts and just take over. That would be serious.

Sara was lying on her bed, listening to Captain Cold read her message for all the world to hear. "That would be totally serious," she agreed.

I know all of my chilly listeners would love it if I would just call up the pretty bird lady. But no! Because she never encloses her number.

Sara laughed. "Tough luck, creepoid."

She's probably a lot like me, a legend in her own mind. But you know what, I bet in real life she's probably not that wild. I bet she's kind of shy like so many of us who briskly walk the halls, pretending to be late for some class, pretending to be distracted. Hey, poetry lady, are you really this cool? Are you out there? Are you listening?

"I'm always out here," Sara promised.

I feel like I know you, and yet… we'll never meet. Ah, so be it. I don't know; drugs are out, sex is out, politics are out, everything is on hold. I mean we definitely need something new. We just keep waiting for some new voice to come out of somewhere and just say, "Hey, wait a minute, what is wrong with this picture?" Well maybe this is the answer to everything, wouldn't that be nice, huh? "Dear Captain Cold, do you think I should kill myself?" Great! Signed, "I'm Serious." And of course there is a number here. Hello, Serious?

Carter Hall took a deep breath and answered his phone. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?" Captain Cold asked.

"Yep," Carter answered.

"I guess what I'm asking is how serious are you? How are you going to do it?" Captain Cold asked.

"I'm gonna blow my fucking head off," Carter responded.

"Oh! Well, do you have a gun?" Captain Cold asked.

"No, I'm going to use my finger, genius," Carter said, sarcastically.

"All right. So where is this gonna take place, huh?"

"Right here," Carter said.

"Where is this alleged gun? Do you have it with you? Did you at least write a note? You have a reason, don't you? You're not going to be one of those people who kills themselves and nobody has any idea of why they did it? Hey, that's why we need a note, pal!" Captain Cold cajoled.

"I'm all alone," Carter admitted.

"No, hey, look, maybe it's okay to be alone sometimes, everybody's alone," Captain Cold insisted.

"You're not," Carter said.

"I didn't talk to one person today, not- not counting teachers. I sit alone every day you know, sitting in the stairwell eating my lunch, reading a book. What about you?"

Carter hung up the phone. His mind was already made up. He loaded the gun.

I hate that, now I'm depressed. Now I feel like killing myself, but luckily I'm too depressed to bother. Great! Straight to voicemail. Rejected again, that's okay I'm used to it, terminal loneliness. People always think they know who a person is but they're always wrong. Most parents have no idea. It's just that mine had me tested because I sit alone in my room alone, naked, wearing only a cock ring, heh heh! I mean it really bugs me, everyone knows what a person should be, who cares how I should be! You know, in real life I could be that anonymous nerd sitting across from you in Chem. Lab, staring at you so hard, you turn around, he tries to smile, but the smile just comes out all wrong. You just think how pathetic, then he just looks away and never looks back at you again. Well, hey, who cares, that's my motto. Well, sleep tight, Miranda, sleep tight, White Canary, sleep tight, Mr. Serious. Maybe you'll feel better tomorrow.

Sara went to the paper she had taped to the wall of what she knew about Captain Cold so far. She wrote down that he ate lunch on the stairs reading a book.

She had a pretty good idea where to go look now.

~~*~~

Leonard was sitting outside with an open book and his lunch the next day, like he did every day.

The pretty girl from the library skipped down the stairs and stopped in front of him. "Hi, got a stick of gum?" She grabbed the package out of his shirt pocket, triumphantly. "Black Jack! My name's Sara, what's yours?"

"Leonard."

"Leonard," she repeated. "Well, hi, Leonard."

"Hi," Leonard said, marking his place in his book and closing it.

"Listen, I was gonna cut fourth period, do you wanna join me in the art supply room?" Sara asked.

"Er, no, I can't, got to go, sorry," Leonard said, awkwardly getting to his feet and practically running off.

"Sorry!" Sara called after him. "Maybe next time."

~~*~~

Mrs. Smoak was somber as she got the class's attention. "I have some very upsetting news. Last night one of our students, Carter Hall, took his own life. For those of you who knew him, there will be a memorial service at Dempsey Hall on Friday. I know it hurts, it's painful to lose someone."

~~*~~

Leonard found a quiet corner on campus and pulled out his phone. He opened Captain Cold's Facebook account and read the newest message from White Canary aloud, to himself. "You're the voice crying out in the wilderness, you're the voice that makes my brain burn and makes my guts go gooey. Yeah, you gut me, my insides spill out on your altar and tell the future, my steaming gleaming guts spill out your nature. I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you."

"So you are him," Sara exclaimed from behind Leonard, causing him to jump. "Don't worry I'm not going to bust you or anything. Aren't you going to ask who I am?"

"No, I don't think so. No!" Leonard said.

"I'm the White Canary!" She boasted. "You don't believe me." She grabbed his phone and quoted without looking at the screen, "'I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you.' Hey, relax, I'm not really like that, except when I am."

Leonard tried to get away from her, still upset from learning about Carter's suicide. "Look, I really can't handle this right now, okay?"

Sara looked at him sympathetically, as if she could read his mind. "Look, it's not your fault. I was listening last night. I didn't think he'd go through with it."

~~*~~

You're free to do what you want You never thought of consequences You created your own little world Where you could always be different

A place where the rules do not apply You could never be denied You took advantage of a good think Now the void you filled is empty

Put the mask back on Put the mask back on Don't take it off 'til everybody's gone

Put the mask back on Put the mask back on No disguise has ever lasted so long - Cover Up, by Trapt

You see I never planned it like this. I set up this account to talk to my old friends, but they didn't know to look for me under this handle. I thought I was talking to nobody. I imagined that nobody was listening. Maybe I imagined one person out there. Anyway one day I woke up and I realized I was never going to be normal and so I said fuck it, I said so be it and Captain Cold was born. I never meant to hurt anyone, honestly, I never meant to hurt anyone. I'm sorry, Carter. I never said, "Don't do it." I'm sorry. Um, anyway I'm done, stick a fork in me it's been grand. This is Captain Cold saying sayonara, over and out.

Sara sat staring at her computer as the video ended. "Come on, you can't do this," she told the screen.

Laurel shook her phone in the bedroom next to Sara's. "This is a joke right?"

"C'mon, Captain baby, don't stiff," Mick, Sin's boyfriend, complained as they watched together.

Leonard Snart paced around his bedroom, staring at his computer equipment. "What am I doing? Fuck It!" He sat back down and queued up a new video session.

You hear about some kid who did something stupid, something desperate. What possessed him? How could he do such a terrible thing? It's really quite simple, actually. Consider the life of a teenager. You have parents and teachers telling you what to do. You have movies, magazines, and TV telling you what to do. But you know what you have to do. Your job, your purpose, is to get accepted, get a cute girlfriend, and think up something great to do with the rest of your life. What if you're confused and can't imagine a career? What if you're funny looking and you can't get a girlfriend? You see no one wants to hear it, but the terrible secret is that being young is sometimes less fun than being dead.

"This is great, he's making it worse," the reporter commented to his cameraman outside the high school the kid who'd killed himself had attended. Whoever this guy was behind the parka and goggles, he'd made an impression. Whether that impression was good or bad, remained to be seen. What would get better ratings?

Suicide is wrong, but the interesting thing about it is how uncomplicated it seems. There you are, you got all these problems swarming around your brain, and here is one simple, one incredibly simple solution. I'm just surprised it doesn't happen every day around here. Now, now they're going to say I said offing yourself is simple, but no, no, no, no, it's not simple. It's like everything else, you have to read the fine print. For instance, assuming there is a heaven who would ever wanna go there, you know? I mean think about it, sitting on this cloud, you know it's nice, it's quiet, there's no teachers, there's no parents, but guess what? There's nothing to do! Fucking boring. Another thing to remember about suicide is that it is not a pretty picture. First of all, you shit your shorts, you know. So, there you are, dead, people are weeping over you, crying, girls you never spoke to are saying, "Why? Why? Why?" and you have a load in your shorts! That's the way I see it. Sue me. Now, they're saying I shouldn't think stuff like this. They're saying something is wrong with me, that I should be ashamed. Well, I'm sick of being ashamed. Aren't you?

"Sick to death!" Laurel agreed.

I don't mind being dejected and rejected, but I'm not going to be ashamed about it.

"Hallelujah," Sara called out.

At least pain is real. You look around and you see nothing is real, but the pain is real. You know, even this show isn't real. This isn't me; I'm using a voice disguiser. I'm a phony fuck just like my dad, just like anybody. You see, the real me is just as worried as the rest of you. They say I'm disturbed, well, of course, I'm disturbed. I mean we're all disturbed, and if we're not, why not? Doesn't this blend of blindness and blandness want to make you do something crazy? Then why not do something crazy? It makes a hell of a lot more sense than blowing your fucking brains out, you know. Go nuts, go crazy, get creative! You got problems? You just chuck 'em, nuke 'em! They think you're moody? Make 'em think you're crazy, make 'em think you might snap! They think you got attitude? You show 'em some real attitude! Come on, go nuts, get crazy. Hey no more Mr. Nice Guy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh god!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh yes.

We're all excited But we don't know why Maybe it's cause We're all gonna die

And when we do (When we do) What's it all for (What's it all for) You better live now Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down? Oh, no let's go!

Let's go crazy Let's get nuts Look for the purple banana Until they put us in the truck, let's go! - Let’s Go Crazy, by Prince

~~*~~

Laurel Lance took Captain Cold's words to heart. She grabbed her ribbons and trophies - symbols of her academic achievement, of her so-called perfect life, and carried them down to the kitchen where she stuffed them in the microwave. Just before she slammed the door closed, she ripped off her stupid pearls and tossed them in, too. She punched something into the timer and watched in fascination as the items slowly spun around until the microwave exploded, spitting debris hit her in the face, knocking her out.

The explosion drew Sara out of her bedroom and down the stairs where she found her sister unconscious on the floor. She looked around, bewildered, until she saw the microwave and she burst out laughing.

"You tell 'em, Captain Cold," she muttered, reaching for her phone to call an ambulance.

~~*~~

The next day, Leonard watched as students rearranged the cards on the notice boards to spell out STAY COLD and hung signs that said THE TRUTH IS A VIRUS. Some of the teachers were running around freaking out, trying to get it all down. Others thought it was about time someone made a stand.

Sara tracked down Leonard and got him alone in the art room. "So, I don't know if you know this, but my sister is the perfect Laurel Lance." Leonard shook his head to indicate that he had not known this. "So, last night she burned up all her shit right after you suggested it, in our kitchen! Oh, her precious pearls were flying like bullets. Dad was un-thrilled."

Leonard ran a hand over his closely shorn hair. "This is out of control."

"Yeess!" Sara emphatically agreed, grinning maniacally.

"That's it, it's over. I just hope it isn't too late," Leonard said.

"Leonard!" Sara called after him as he ran away, again.

"Just leave me alone, okay, please?" he called back over his shoulder.

~~*~~

Leonard allowed his dad to drag him to the PTA meeting at the school. He slumped down in his chair as Principal Waller tried to conduct regular business when all the parents wanted to do was talk about him. Well, Captain Cold. He sat up straighter as Laurel Lance walked up on the dais.

"My name is Laurel Lance and I have something to say to you people. People are saying that Captain Cold is introducing bad things and encouraging bad things. But it seems to me that these things were already here. My god, why don't you people listen? He's trying to tell you something is wrong with this school. Half the people that are here are on a probation of some kind. We are all really scared to be who we really are. I am not perfect. I've just been going through the motions of being perfect, and inside I'm screaming."

"Laurel, you were a model student," Waller said, disappointment evident in her voice.

Leonard made a hasty retreat after Laurel left. This was all getting to be too much.

~~*~~

Leonard stood leaning against the wall outside the sliding door of his basement bedroom, deleting messages for Captain Cold on his phone.

"Hi! What are you doing? You having fun?" Sara asked as she approached him.

"Yeah," Leonard said, absently.

"Hey, look, I took some of these off the wall for you. I mistakenly thought you might want them," she said, thrusting some handmade signs at him.

"Thanks," Leonard said, letting them fall to the ground.

"So I guess you're not going on tonight," Sara commented after a few minutes of silence.

"Brilliant," Leonard drawled, pushing off the wall and going back into his room.

Sara huffed, following him. "Is this all just a game to you? You know you can't just shout 'fire' in a theatre and then walk out. You have a responsibility for the people who believe in you. What is this? C'mon say something, say anything. Open your mouth and say, 'Get the hell out of here bitch.'"

"I can't," Leonard said.

"You can't what?" Sara demanded.

"I can't talk," Leonard ground out.

Sara snorted. "Sure you can talk."

"I can't talk to you," he clarified. He let out a noise of frustration as he sat in front of his computer, put on his headset, and opened Facebook.

I got a message from this guy who's got a problem, he can't talk. I mean he can talk, but never when he wants to, not to girls, not to people. He just opened up his mouth and nothing came out. And this jerk finds somebody that he likes, which is probably the worst thing to happen to a person who can't talk. So, I don't know what to tell this guy because lately every time I give out advice the fit hits the shan. So, I don't know, maybe the best thing to do is just turn around and face the music and try to talk.

Leonard turned around to talk to Sara but she's gone.

"Leo," Lewis called, knocking on the door.

"Coming," Leonard called back, pausing the video and turning off the monitor.

"Leo, it's just me. I wanna come in for a minute," Lewis said, turning the locked doorknob.

"Yeah, just give me a second here, two seconds," Leonard said, taking off the headset and hiding it under a dirty tee-shirt.

"Open the goddamn door," Lewis shouted.

"On my way," Leonard said, checking the room one last time before yanking the door open.

"I have been out there for two minutes, what the hell are you doing in here?" Lewis demanded, looking for evidence of drugs or alcohol. Or a Facebook video.

"I was just reading," Leonard said, gesturing to the book on his desk.

"Oh c'mon, Leo, I heard you. I heard you talking," Lewis said.

"I was reading aloud," Leonard quickly said.

"Oh c'mon, do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Leonard said, not sure what he was going to say.

"He was talking to me," Sara said, popping up from behind the loveseat. "Hi, I'm Sara Lance."

"Nice to meet you," Lewis said, stunned. "How do you do?"

"I was afraid you would be mad at me for disturbing Leonard's homework," Sara said.

"You don't know how happy I am to meet you," Lewis said, looking at his son with new appreciation.

"Listen, I've got to go, but it was really nice to have met you. Bye, Leonard," Sara said, taking a step towards the sliding door.

"No, you don't have to go. Leo, she doesn't have to go," Lewis said.

"Bye now, see you tomorrow," Sara said with a wink to Leonard as she slipped outside.

"You've been a bad dog, haven't you?" Lewis said, punching his son lightly on the arm. "You know, for a second there I thought you were that crazy Facebook character they've been talking about on the news."

"Maybe he's not that crazy, Dad," Leonard suggested.

"Right! Very funny. Go get her, go on. That's my idea of homework," Lewis cajoled.

After his dad left, Leonard got his microphone back on and resumed his session.

Sorry about that, folks, technical difficulties. Let's see who we have out there tonight. The usual band of teenage malcontents. I certainly hope so, because Captain Cold is feeling kind of rude tonight.

~~*~~

Let's go out in flames so everyone knows who we are 'Cause these city walls never knew that we'd make it this far We've become echoes, but echoes are fading away So let's dance like two shadows, burning out a glory day

Devil's on your shoulder Strangers in your head As if you don't remember As if you can forget It's only been a moment It's only been a lifetime But tonight you're a stranger Some silhouette - Silhouette, by Aquilo

After Leonard put on the song he went outside to get some air. It had been a surreal night so far. He'd called Mr. Wilson again and was informed that his phone was being traced. Too bad for the cops that it was a burner phone. They could triangulate his signal, but not to his specific address, especially once he removed the battery and sim card from the phone.

He wasn't surprised that Sara was out there, listening to his cast on her phone.

"It's okay, you don't have to talk, you don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything, unless you want to," she said, approaching him slowly.

"You're so different," Leonard said. "I mean, you're so fearless. I wish I could be like you."

"You are," Sara said, stepping close to him. They're so close but still not touching. Swaying together in the warm breeze. Almost dancing.

"I wish I could say things to you," Leonard said, raising a hand to hover over her cheek before lowering it.

"You do," Sara said, so earnestly. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her heart.

"Everything's so strange," Leonard whispered, his fingers flexing against her shirt.

"Yeah," Sara agreed, her breath hitching at their nearness.

"Maybe we're just crazy," Leonard said, meeting her eyes.

"So be it," Sara said, rising on her toes and pressing her lips to his.

Leonard wrapped his free arm around her back, pulling Sara closer as she wound her arms around his neck. The kiss was clumsy, messy, all teeth and hard lips, but neither cared. They paused, panting for breath before coming together again in a much more satisfying kiss.

"So be it," Leonard whispered against her lips.

The End

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What It’s Like to Use IVF For Genetic Testing

In our new sequence Pregnancy Diaries, we ask anticipating girls to jot down each pregnancy-related element of their lives for per week. (Special because of New York mag and Refinery29 for the inspo.) Work-related conundrums, struggles with IVF, and an entire lot of nausea, forward. This week, we have now a 32-year-old Advertising Sales Exec based mostly in NYC who’s 34.5 weeks pregnant together with her first baby. She and her husband selected genetically take a look at their embryos by way of IVF for a uncommon genetic dysfunction—and it paid off. 

My husband and I returned from our honeymoon excited to leap off the tablet and bounce into making a child. I’m Jewish, and whereas I like to contemplate myself a Type-A Hippy, I went to the physician to ask 101 questions earlier than attempting to conceive. I needed to be taking the suitable nutritional vitamins nicely prematurely and do genetic testing prior in order that we had no surprises. Being Jewish Tay Sachs was the actual genetic dysfunction most are on the lookout for, and while you get married, your rabbi will seemingly provide you with pamphlet to correctly scare you.

Shortly after my appointment, I discovered we have been a match for FMF. A brilliant frequent, not life threatening auto-inflammatory illness. The means it was described was it may really feel like completely nothing, or the kid may have fevers working 104+, joint ache, and want remedy and dietary restrictions for the remainder of his/her life. Is this taking place? I felt STUCK. The solely alternative to keep away from this was to genetically take a look at my eggs by way of IVF. IVF??? I by no means ever tried naturally and so they talked about these phrases. We sat on the choice for two months chatting with docs. Some thought we have been loopy for eager to do IVF for one thing so minor, whereas others who had sufferers with FMF stated in the event you can keep away from this, why wouldn’t you. We spoke to pediatricians, genetic counselors, and made an appointment with an IVF clinic to know the method and consider.

After 2 months, we acquired an e-mail that in 2016 IVF can be 100 % coated underneath our insurance coverage. That was the one e-mail I wanted and I by no means regarded again. We began IVF. It was NOT a black and white course of. While I used to be fortunate and acquired 8 stunning embryos, 4 have been affected with the genetic dysfunction—leaving us with 4 embryos. After ready 4 months to construct a probe to check for the dysfunction in a lab (we would have liked blood from all 4 of our dad and mom which have been enjoyable telephone calls to make) my first switch was cancelled resulting from my lining not being thick sufficient and my physique didn’t need remedy (shocker). We’re not 5 months out from beginning this course of which felt like 12 years.

We tweaked our efforts and I did a “natural” switch the next month working off my pure ovulation. I went in each different day to trace this so my life was mornings within the clinic. Low and behold, the 2nd switch caught! We kissed, skipped whereas strolling, and that was it. Two days later, we get a name that my numbers dropped, and I had a “chemical” being pregnant and misplaced the embryo. That’s once I panicked. I began the method in January. After blood exams, ready on labs, and many others. right here we’re with no solutions—virtually seven months into the method and no clarification.

July got here by and I used to be hopeful that the primary was a typical fluke, however no luck. Now we have been anxious that we would have a fertility challenge, and questioning if IVF was a horrible determination, so I took a month off, did rounds of testing, and went on a weekend retreat to chill out. I refused to switch one of many 2 we had left with out understanding why the primary failed. The solely factor discovered was that I had a excessive degree of “natural killer” cells. This was controversial however meant that my immune system was seeing the embryos as international objects making them more durable to stay. The resolution was to take an anti-inflammatory drug and and IV each 2-3 weeks previous to the following switch. It got here with extra dangers and now I used to be left weighing the professionals and cons of IVF over risking FMF to start with.  At this level, we have been all in and I took the auto-inflammatory tablet and IV therapy.

Come November, we did our 3rd switch with an embryo they stated was the bottom grade and the weakest, however my husband and I had our eye on this 1 all the time. It was the underdog and needed to be thawed twice to get a correct studying on its genetics and so they considering disregarding this embryo. You MUST be your individual advocate, and name your individual photographs. Eight days after the switch we acquired a name that it caught, however my ranges once more have been so low that it could be extremely uncommon if it carried via to a viable being pregnant.  I can’t clarify how the following 12 weeks glided by—strolling round fascinated by how shortly I may—and doubtless would—lose the child. But I didn’t! The embryo defied the 1 % odd of survival. I even bled all the first trimester, and right here I’m, eight months pregnant with a wholesome child boy. His embryo quantity was 14, in order that’s our fortunate quantity now. Our emails from our IVF physician are past cute (“GO 14 GO!”) all the time. It was a journey to say the least.

Summary of my conception? Don’t put a date in your conception, by no means cease asking questions, and neglect the world round you. This is your path, your timing, your baby and household’s well being and no matter that path seems to be prefer it’s yours.

Day 1

6 a.m. — Husband is away on enterprise and I slept with the shades open to get up with the solar, which is the simplest means for me to get up proper now. I felt famished and awakened on my again (which is a no-no, so I panicked a bit). I eased into the day with cereal with almond Milk and a Liquiteria Coffee and Cacao smoothie which has been my vice. Protein, somewhat caffeine, and it curbs urge for food in a means I can’t describe. It’s magical.

9 a.m. — In the workplace, draped in a white ASOS maternity gown in 75-degree warmth. Feeling fairly good. Working on my maternity protection doc to make sure if I am going early my work world remains to be afloat. I’ve had many moments the place I felt panicked and figured I must cease pondering and begin doing. My power is a bit decrease however nonetheless totally practical. I maintain reciting my favourite quote: “Clarity comes from engagement” and powering via.

12 p.m. — Taking a 30-minute stroll to a shopper lunch to get my physique shifting.

3 p.m. — Trying to not eat copious quantities of chocolate. I’ve been fairly good about my weight achieve (I’m 5 ft.) and don’t deprive myself however I did sneak a chunk. Drank water and Honest Tea to replenish and hydrate. My girlfriends warned me of what they name v-lightening, which I felt when getting up for a snack. You realize it while you really feel it—that’s for rattling positive.

6 p.m. — Met a buddy for a brainstorm for a brand new enterprise thought. Staying social and a lot of the ladies simply get a kick out of seeing me pregnant. Surrounding myself with associates is tremendous useful even on the times I need to crawl in a gap.

10 p.m. — Yeah proper, good evening. Read Richard Scarry to my babes and handed out chilly.

“

Husband comes residence from work journey, however I’d be mendacity if I stated I want I had the king mattress to myself for yet another evening….

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Day 2

9 a.m. — Woke as much as go head over to Latham Thomas Mama Glow prenatal exercise class in downtown Tribeca. Summer Fridays by no means felt so good and since I’ve solely performed Yoga Vida exercise lessons that are extra of a stretch, this 1 actually kicked my butt and made me really feel like I may transfer once more.

12 p.m. — My actual cravings have truthfully been almond milk, something with ice, chocolate, and fruit. I do know, not that attention-grabbing however I’m consistently thirsty and by no means actually hungry. I snagged avo toast after the exercise with a tough boiled egg, however I truthfully may have an icy smoothie for each meal.

3 p.m. — I received drained actual quick, and took a pleasant 2 hour nap. They have gotten extra frequent on this trimester and I can’t perform with out them.

6 p.m. — Nighttime rolled round and my husband arrived residence. We took a stroll via the park to dinner. Per traditional, I stared on the menu, needed nothing, ordered out of strain to take action, and barely ate it. All I needed was a tall glass of milk…. Go determine.

8 p.m. — Off to mattress early, as this weekend is the final of the marriage circuit and I’ve dedicated to a marriage at 8.5 months ripe and a bridal bathe prior. Good information is I used to be wanting ahead to carrying my stretchy, daring pink, ASOS maternity gown. I’ve at all times worn outsized frocks and attire, however ASOS has actually been a savior right here. Having the appropriate outfit that’s comfy but enticing has stored me having fun with occasions like these. I attempted to slide right into a flowy Zimmerman quantity but it surely was an entire fail and simply wouldn’t lay proper.

Day 3

9 a.m. — Red gown on, and out the door. I knew this was going to be an extended day for me given I used to be attending the bridal bathe as a bridesmaid and headed off to a marriage upstate straight from there. I didn’t drink my conventional morning smoothie (espresso, bananas, cacao, protein powder, and almond milk) and I actually paid for it. I used to be noshing on random snacks and by no means actually felt glad. I used to be a bit cranky to say the least. I spent nearly all of the marriage chatting, answering questions on how far alongside I used to be, and consuming cake. One factor I at all times have room for is sweets. I used to be by no means a drinker previous to being pregnant so it didn’t trouble me being sober. I used to be extra centered on how my tolerance for heels declined dramatically—in addition to my capacity to bop till the wee hours.

Day 4

9 a.m. — Typically my Sundays are way more pampering with face masks, yoga, and errands, however at this time was Father’s Day and it’s actually a particular 1. I drove residence to see my dad and spend the day with my household and snagged somewhat reward for the soon-to-be dad. He was working low on work polos that he wears on extra informal days, so matching mild blue polo and 1 for our little man on the way in which (monogrammed, an added perk).

3 p.m. — My dad put the automotive seat within the automotive. I’ve began to get a bit freaked that I may go into labor at any second, as my sister in legislation gave start at 29 weeks. Anything I can do to prep places my thoughts comfy though I do know you possibly can by no means actually put together your self.

6 p.m. — Driving residence, automotive seat intact, 900 different objects ran via my head which I threw on the calendar to deal with within the AM. I sit up for work, as a result of I’m my most efficient, surrounded by superb girls, and get a lot performed which eases my thoughts on this residence stretch.

Day 5

9 a.m. — Woke up, able to deal with the week and had a slew of conferences. I’ve actually been shifting slower than traditional however wrapping this up for my final 3 weeks on the workplace and weaning in some self-care has been my savior. I had my favourite Liquiteria Coffee + Cacao smoothie, gave up my work tote for my Celine cross physique for consolation, and stopped carrying something heavy. I refuse to eat lunch at my desk and went out for tomato + ricotta Toast. Weaning in walks and good meals is protecting the work days lighter and extra practical. Before heading residence, I cleaned up our on-line registry a bit since I really feel I’m coming shut and I went nuts with the gun at BuyBuyBaby. A retailer that by no means crossed my thoughts in one million years—which I’ve come to be taught is the top all be all for this stage in life however I needed to go together with the “less is more” technique and can determine it out as soon as child is right here. Clutter and waste frightens me.

6 p.m. — After taking the pup for a stroll via Washington Square Park, we stopped for dinner at Senza Gluten and ate outdoors. I bounce on the likelihood to do issues that I could not be capable to do when child arrives. I scarfed down a Caprese salad and pasta w/ mushrooms. Dessert today is a MUST so I attempt to maintain it in test a bit (5 ft. tall and pregnant is a problem in itself). I had chocolate sorbet from Amorino. It’s even higher than iced cream, I swear.

Day 6

6 a.m. — I haven’t been sleeping nicely. As a again and stomach sleeper, the facet sleeping isn’t chopping it. Some love the being pregnant pillows, and so they do assist, but it surely’s not the identical. The lack of a strong evening’s sleep has been one of many one of many more durable issues to get used to. I used to be shifting like a snail and took me some time to get into issues at this time.

12 p.m. — I took purchasers to mani/pedis and anybody even remotely touching my legs is a dream. I get Charlie horses on the common. I don’t have many ache and aches however between the sleep and legs tightness I’d say these are my downfalls. I ended the day in an Epson salt bathtub and went to mattress early.

Day 7

9 a.m. – I awakened with a variety of power and able to deal with the day. It’s superb what a heat bathtub and strong sleep will do on your headspace as nicely. I polished off my maternity depart doc which is making it very actual that I’ll be weaning out of the workplace and into this new life for the following 3 months/18 years/remainder of my life let’s be actual.

12 p.m. — I used to be on hearth getting work performed, making calls, and an out of the workplace shopper assembly that I picked up lunch to eat again on the workplace and shut out the day feeling like I achieved greater than I anticipated. I snagged a balsamic hen + avo sandwhich from Pret A Manger and ate on the workplace. One factor I legit can’t dwell with out is something with ice. I do know I’ve stated this earlier, however critically something icy. I grabbed an infinite cup of ice at a deli for my Honest Tea Half and Half and sipped this on my stroll again.

6 p.m. — I had all of the intention on this planet to move to pre-natal yoga (I set to go 2 to a few instances per week however at this time I simply took a move and went residence.)

7  p.m. — My husband was craving sushi so I opted for a cooked shrimp roll. We’ve agreed the minute this little boy comes out, he’ll be working out to Sushi of Gari for the tuna assortment…I miss fatty tuna greater than I can specific. Headed off to mattress, as my 35-week test up is early within the morning and checking to see how this miracle #14 is doing.

Source: fitnesscaster.com Source: Bodiz Wonder

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Intercede Announces Secure Login For WordPress

Today, digital identification and credentials professional, Intercede announced the release of RapID Secure Login WordPress(RapID-SL), a Plugin for WordPress that enables directors and subscribers to log into websites and blogs with fingerprints instead of usernames and passwords. By casting off the use of insecure passwords, users are provided with superior usability and extra robust protection.

RapID Secure Login is a WordPress Plugin that works with an Android or iOS app.

Available thru the WordPress Plugin Directory, it harnesses Intercede’s RapID credentialing service to offer excessive protection authentication the use of 2048-bit cryptographic keys while not having to write a line of code.

To log in from any laptop browser, users scan a QR-code with RapID-SL on a phone. The app then supplies a cryptographic signature which logs the person in without having to enter any information into the browser. As a result, there’s no danger of information being intercepted or cached. Users also don’t need to don’t forget complex passwords that may be hacked. To login with RapID-SL from a cellphone or tablet, customers truly tap the QR code on display and eventually offer a fingerprint or PIN.

The integrated plugin can be hooked up onto WordPress with none coding or technical knowledge.

As a replacement for the popular but quit-of-life ‘Clef’ 2FA plugin, RapID-SL offers excessive ranges of security and comfort without being depending on 3rd party authentication offerings. With fewer ‘shifting parts’ RapID-SL is constructed with performance and reliability in thoughts. As a primary in the industry, WordPress users are provided with ‘frictionless’ fingerprint or PIN login from an unmarried mobile app, enabling access to a couple of money owed on multiple websites without passwords in sight.

“Based on Intercede’s confirmed experience working with a number of the maximum safety conscious corporations in the global, this new Plugin offers customers with an at ease, easy to implement and easy to use authentication service for any WordPress web page,” commented Intercede’s CEO, Richard Parris. “The solution is protection magic for small agencies and purchasers who’ve previously felt digitally disenfranchised from taking part in strong tiers of security and privateness. Faced with the harsh truth of today’s digital financial system, usernames and passwords are no longer fit for the reason as they turn out to be a smooth target for hackers. RapID-SL provides an opportunity that is both greater cozy and person-friendly. We assume greater agencies and purchasers to demand this stage of security in destiny to guard their touchy statistics from prying eyes.”

Ten Differences Between An Insecure Leader And A Secure Leader

  Some time again I was talking with a fellow mission manager about a tough issue he turned into having along with his new boss. The thumbnail precis of the discussion became that the undertaking manager became feeling overly scrutinized and micro-managed. Now I knew the project manager to be a successful expert who should with a bit of luck cope with the work assigned to him. Yet his boss insisted on managing every specific factor of his paintings. More so, his boss changed into very crucial of the work being completed although it turned into accomplished to professionally applicable fashionable. The state of affairs became unbearable for the project manager; he ultimately left the enterprise.

As I thought approximately this example, I noticed an exciting parallel to other management situations I have visible and been a part of. Both the project supervisor and his boss had similar backgrounds and similar years of enjoying. Although the boss has been a supervisor for years, he tended to surround himself with younger, greater green managers. Having a more senior and skilled challenge supervisor reporting to him changed into absolutely something that took him out of his consolation area. Rather than embracing the revel in, the boss felt threatened with the aid of the undertaking supervisor and labored to “preserve him in his place”.

As I introduced matters up in my mind about the situation one factor came clear; the boss’ personal lack of confidence turned into a key problem driver and changed into hampering the institution’s capacity.

This scenario caused me to begin questioning extra about insecure and comfy chief attributes.

After noodling thru I settled on ten key variations between an insecure and a comfy leader. Give these a look and spot if any resonate with you:

Insecure selectively expose and withhold facts. Secure freely share data. Insecure educate employees what they want to recognize. Secure nurture employees to assist them to discern out what they need to recognize. Insecure discourage danger taking. Secure inspire calculated chance taking. Insecure deliver commands and anticipate them to be accompanied. Secure provide steerage and count on effects. Insecure demand respect. Secure earn respect. Insecure can also renowned super overall performance, however, make certain in addition they get the credit score. Secure highlight super performance and don’t worry approximately getting credit. Insecure lease and sell others who suppose like they do. Secure hire and promote others who think differently than they do. Insecure deflect failure. Secure be given obligation for failure. Insecure promote those they are able to manipulate. Secure sell those they do not must manipulate. Insecure grow top doors. Secure develop high-quality leaders.

WordPress Security Checklist for WordPress Websites

WordPress Security Checklist

Here is a simple checklist for WordPress proprietors and publishers. WordPress is one of the most famous website structures due to its ease of use but, it has its problems, and it’s miles because of its reputation that hackers use this platform to attempt to inject their malware and malicious scripts. WordPress Security has grown to be essential these days to guard not handiest your website, however, your logo reputation.

Unknown Infections

Often WordPress proprietors are unaware that their website has been hacked. Just due to the fact your website has been hacked it doesn’t necessarily imply you may see an ordinary image when you get entry to your website. Hackers frequently disguise the truth they’ve hacked your website as they’ve injected a mailbox and are spamming from your IP deal with.

Use our tick list for the foundations of correct WordPress Security

1. Clean and cast off spyware, malware, and viruses out of your PC/Mac earlier than entering the backend of your WordPress set up

2. Backup your website earlier than you do anything, that is without difficulty accomplished with the use of Backup Buddy.

3. Never use ‘admin’ as a username.

4. Always use a robust password.

5. Stay Updated – Ensure your WordPress Installation and WordPress Plugins are usually updated. See Latest WP Security Updates inside the sources section beneath.

6. Limit Login Attempts – Ensure you lessen the login tries down to around 3 tries. Don’t make it clean for the hackers.

  7. Remove unwanted WordPress Themes – When topics are nonetheless for your website and they go out of date Hackers use these to gain access. Only have the topic you are the usage of mounted and keep that up to date.

Eight. Spring Clean – Your WordPress internet site can also have other folders on the foundation of your server. Do you really want them or are they development regions. If you don’t need the folders delete them.

Nine. Your Hosting Company – Make sure you are the usage of a website hosting company that specializes in WordPress installations. WordPress servers need unique attention to guard your website.

10. Double Layer Authentication – Use an introduced layer of safety.

Summary

Whilst the tick list above is not an exhaustive list, it’s miles a foundation level of protection. Protection is the start of the method, monitoring your internet site on a day by day basis is important. We realize that many internet site owners simply don’t have the time or the knowledge, so we offer three offerings that can be located in the sources section underneath.

Top five Qualities of a Good WordPress Developer

  How do you become aware of the quality WordPress developer from a pool of programmers? A dedicated WordPress developer is capable of pushing the limits, going past the fundamentals and bringing innovations inside the assignment they’re assigned. Professional WordPress builders are usually busy in discovering extra about the state-of-the-art trends and technologies to stay in advance in their peers.

Here are the pinnacle 5 characteristics of a green WordPress developer:

Technical Skillset A good WordPress developer can have an apt understanding of various technology and be able to create a masterpiece. A best WordPress developer ought to have the sound expertise in PHP, MySQL, codebase on Trac and Xref and should able to set up neighborhood improvement surroundings and run the nightly construct. They have to be well-versed with the technicalities of WordPress inclusive of center, plugins as well as the one-of-a-kind subject matters on the way to create an internet site, which might assist you to stay in advance in the competition. Learner’s Mindset The variations of WordPress are gradually transferring ahead, and so is the surroundings. An exact developer needs to hold up with the modern day layout, technology and safety traits to construct websites, which are strong and current. A previous look or a bugged portal will tarnish your emblem image. A stagnant developer will purpose stagnation for your enterprise earnings and for your image too. Attention and Self-Motivation

WordPress professionals need to constantly push their abilities and feature a truthful concept of just about all of the elements of this platform. WordPress gives an extensive range of options which includes plugins, topics, front-quit design, and e-trade. Therefore, a developer has to have palms-on, specialized expertise to parent out what would paintings high-quality for a project. A self-prompted developer will make certain that his paintings sticks out in the crowd and does no longer just make up the numbers. Solid Planning Skills