#x. the dead are gone and the living are hungry (open starter)

[handsbloodiedmoved]

open starter

   “I don’t have an attitude.” Judith huffed, dropping the last bag into the bed of the truck. Are you sure about that? Sighing, she turned around to face them. “I’m just... I’m frustrated and I’ve had enough, so I’m going out for a few days.” Can you really just leave? Judith pointed to the radio she’d attached to the waistband of her jeans. “I’ll stay close but I can’t be,” she gestured to the community around them, “I can’t be here right now, okay?”

[beyondspaceandstars]

Soup & Cuddles

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: N/A, just fluff Summary: Bucky had a particularly rough mission but you’re there to welcome him home with a nice warm meal and comforting arms. A/N: ooof weird ending I’m sorry I sometimes don’t know how to end stuff lmao please forgive me but besides that i think this is cute, simple, and sweet so please enjoy <3

Masterlist

You’d been with Bucky long enough to know what came with welcoming him home from a mission.

For starters, whatever time his estimated arrival was was always off by at least a couple of hours (he like to put up an optimistic front for you, you had realized quickly) so you were always prepared for very late nights. Secondly, he would usually be dead tired but insist on hearing about what you did while he was gone. Thirdly, he could be touchy, unable to even lift a finger from you once he got in the door. And finally, he’d simply be hungry.

This night started like any other waiting for Bucky to come home from a mission. Early that morning he alerted you he would be home around midnight which basically translated to early morning hours. You started cooking some food for him around midnight as you waited.

You settled on vegetable soup as it not only warmed the soul but also could be reheated easily. What could you say? You favored practical recipes.

You prepped and seasoned the vegetables nicely, leaving them to wait patiently in the pot. You added in the vegetable stock along with water and a dash of more seasoning just to give it that little extra something. As it began bubbling away, you placed a lid on it, letting the broth reduce and flavors combine.

Once the soup was completed, you left it sitting on the back burner, simmering to keep warm for when Bucky arrived home. You sat on your kitchen island counter, flipping through a magazine when the door finally opened. You smiled, your head quickly turning to greet your man but everything around you seemed to stop when you noticed the state he was in.

Physically, he was just fine. There was no blood you could see, only just the outlines of bruises, but everything else about him… From his stance to his eyes… He didn’t seem okay.

It wasn’t new for Bucky to sometimes came back in unpleasant moods. That, you felt, was totally expected with such a demanding job but something about this time was different. He looked defeated, almost like everything was kicked out of him all over again.

Your heart dropped but you tried not to show it, keeping up some cheeriness in your voice. "Hi, honey," you said, sending him a small smile.

"Hi, doll," His words were weak.

Redirecting your attention to the stove, you hopped down and grabbed a bowl. Motioning towards the pot, you said, "I made you some vegetable soup if you’re hungry."

Bucky shook his head, "Maybe in the morning."

Soup? In the morning? Was… Was he even listening to you?

Stunned, you stood there, just holding the bowl and spoon meant for him. You watched him place some stuff on the counter and then head into the living room, totally bypassing you without a second glance.

Despite turning down the food, you still filled a bowl for him, adding some toast with butter to the side for dipping. You grabbed a couple of water bottles from the fridge and headed into the living room.

Bucky was sitting on the couch, mindlessly watching late-night TV shows. He wasn’t reacting to anything on the television, just staring off into space. He barely even register you had entered the room until you placed the soup and water directly in front of him on the coffee table.

"Doll, really," he insisted, "I don’t want anything."

You shrugged, taking a seat next to him on the couch, and said, "Well, it’s there in case you change your mind."

Silence fell over the room as Bucky turned to you, his heavy eyes met yours. He looked tired in the worst way. You bit your lip, debating if you should press him to talk about it. He’d always been hesitant to talk about, well, anything. You tried your best to respect that but this was getting to you.

Cautiously, you placed your hand over Bucky’s, intertwining your fingers. It was a small thing but he accepted it.

"Do you want to talk about anything?" You asked, your voice just hovering above a whisper. Bucky took his eyes off you, opting to look down at your connected hands. You took the opportunity to lightly run your fingers through his hair. He slightly leaned into the touch, giving you a bit of hope.

"First off, we lost some people," he simply replied, his grip on your hand suddenly getting stronger.

"What- On the team?" You asked frantically. Bucky quickly shook his head.

"No," he said. You let out a sigh of relief. "But then there were some issues with the civilians."

He acted like that was that but something in your gut could feel there was more to it. He was being so vague it was weirding you out. Bucky, on the other hand, didn’t seem concerned about his words as he disconnected your hands and finally reached for the soup bowl. He drank some broth, turning back to the television.

"Bucky," you said slowly, "is that it?"

He looked down at the soup, this time eating a spoonful of vegetables. Once he had finished his bite, there was a pause. He opened his mouth to speak but then closed it as if contemplating on answering. You watched him intensely, pulling your hands to your lap, waiting.

"Kids," he mumbled as his gaze focused on his dinner, stirring the spoon idly. "We saw some kids and I… I haven’t been able to stop thinking about them. I don’t know if they’re okay or not."

Your jaw dropped slightly. You brought your hand gently to his bicep. He tensed under your touch. "Oh, honey…"

You didn’t know what to say. What- What could you say? Everything on missions could be rough but the image of a child caught in problems they didn’t cause? And possibly paying for it? You couldn’t even imagine the weight of it all.

Bucky sighed, leaning forward, forcing your touch to drop, as he placed his food back on the coffee table. He took a couple of bites of the bread before leaning back, still not looking at you.

"You know, missions can be bad on their own," he mumbled. "But being reminded children are affected…"

He said so little but so much all at once. All you could do was nod, trying to ease his mind. You couldn’t pretend to even know how he was feeling. You certainly had never been in his position before. You just had to be there listen when he was ready to speak and welcome him into your arms to let him know you’re there.

When Bucky felt you wrap your arms around him, he pulled back from his empty staring to look down at you. Normally, when emotions were this strong he’d opt to be alone. And, in fact, he almost did just that earlier. His original plan was to walk right into the bedroom once he got home and bury it all.

But he knew that wouldn’t be a possibility. You were too good. You were there all sweet and radiant, waiting for him with a hot meal. He just couldn’t do it. He couldn’t turn you away no matter how much he tried. Stuff got a lot better faster when he had someone willing to comfort him.

Effortlessly, he picked you up and placed you on his lap. His arms were tight around your waist. You rested your head in the crook of his neck while his forehead met your shoulder.

You two stayed like that for a bit, just holding one another, trying to offer support any way you could. You still were at a loss for words but Bucky didn’t seem to mind. He probably wasn’t looking for a response anyway. He knew you each led two completely different lives and, sure, there was some beauty in that. There was something about coming back to one another after a full day of work and errands, ready to share stories from your day. But there were always bad sides to it, too. While you didn’t exactly have the horror stories Bucky could have, you knew he’d always listen to your problems, as you were present to listen to his.

After a moment, you felt you couldn’t keep the silence going. Gently pushing away, Bucky lifted his head from your shoulder and you faced one another again.

"I’m sorry," you said, running your thumb over his damp cheek, collecting tears.

"I love you, doll," Bucky mumbled, leaning forward to place a quick peck on your lips. "Thank you."

"I- I didn’t really do-,"

He shook his head, "You do so much for me. You listen to me, you comfort me, you make me the greatest bowls of soup ever… You do too much. Thank you."

You chuckled, your heart melting at his words. With the best smile you could muster under the circumstance, you placed a proper kiss on Bucky’s lips which he happily returned. His grip got tighter, trying to pull your bodies together. You pressed your hands against his chest, putting distance between you two. There were a lot of emotions running through you two.

"You should get some sleep," you said and tried getting off his lap. His arms wouldn’t budge. You sighed, "Bucky, honey, come on."

Shaking his head, he said, "Let’s watch a movie or something, okay? I… I don’t want to sleep yet."

You nodded, "Alright, we can do that but I would like some soup first. And maybe then cuddles."

Bucky chuckled, removing his arms from your waist. You stood and raced to the kitchen, grabbing your own bowl of soup and bread.

"Soup and cuddles?" He asked, watching you from the living room. Maybe he could spend all night like this. Watching you was enough to keep him happy.

"Soup and cuddles," you confirmed, making your way back into the living room. You placed your food on the coffee table and sat on the couch where Bucky had his arm extended, waiting for your body to curl up into his.

His hold on you was fairly strong as if needing a reminder of your presence but you didn’t say anything. It felt good to be wrapped in your man’s arms. And felt even better to be his safe spot. Your heart fluttered at the realization, making you slide closer.

Bucky certainly didn’t object.

[lucyintheskywithxanax]

Get Me To Church, I’ve Done So Many Bad Things It Hurts

Pairing: Wilhemina Venable x Fem Reader

A/N: you guys, idk what this is. I only know it’s not what I initially planned. Title is from Sinéad O’Connor’s song “Take Me To Church”, which hijacked this story’s initial plot. It reminds me of Wilhemina, and it’s a very good song <3

Word count: ~ 5 400

Your brain no longer was a brain but fucking mush. Mush that stunk and made one want to throw up at first sight. You had not been able to get a good night’s sleep since you had been sent to Outpost 3 a few months ago. You were running on a few hours of rest snatched here and there and on the disgusting, weird food cubes. At this point, when someone talked to you, you would gap at them until your brain suddenly gave a start and registered their words. Your body felt twice its weight. It was hard to concentrate, hard to think.

Days went by looking exactly alike. You would get out of bed, meet the others, try to have a talk, listen to the same song over and over again. “Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft”. Stare at a book maybe, open it, stare at a page, fail to understand a single sentence. You would wait for time to pass. Complain with Coco or Andre or that guy whose name you couldn’t remember even though you had been living together for months now. One day, Coco and you decided to exercise by running up and down a staircase, but you didn’t last more than five minutes before you dropped on the floor, panting. You didn’t try again. You lacked the motivation.

Sit at the table, eat your cube. “Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft”. Go to bed. You were going crazy. You could no longer tell what was real and what was a figment of your imagination.

In truth, there was one thing at least you knew was real. The butterflies in your stomach every time Venable – freaking Venable, of all people – so much as walked into the room you were in.

It was terrible. Why her, why you, you did not know. The only thing you knew was that you were falling hard for her, for that sadistic, mean, scary woman.

In typical mush-brain fashion, you couldn’t string two sentences together when she would ask you a question and her dark eyes would bore into you. You would laugh stupidly or give one-word answers. You would trip over your own feet when you passed her in a corridor.

So, really, it wasn’t a surprise when you realized that she hated you even more than she seemed to hate the others. For starters, she never looked at you. When she did, her eyes were as cold as the North Pole. Icy winds and all that. And when she talked to you, her voice was always so condescending, so sarcastic, as if she knew you were the most idiotic idiot at the Outpost. She probably wondered every minute of every day why you had been chosen to survive. It was a mystery to you, too.

But then – but this was part of your imagination. It must be. There was no rational explanation. For the wistful look on her face you had caught a glimpse of, once, when you had turned and shot her a glance. She had been staring at you. Or for the faint blush that had risen to her cheeks when you had accidentally – accidentally? – brushed past her, way too close to her, on your hurried way to the bathroom. Or for that one time, that blissful, ethereal time – but that had been a dream, it must have been, you had passed out from exhaustion and dreamed – when she, coming out of her room, and you of yours, had paused with her hand on the doorknob, and raised her head, met your eyes, and smiled. Not her mocking, cruel smile. But a fond, almost shy smile. A genuine smile, reflected in her eyes. This you were sure you had dreamed. Were you?  

You were falling for her. Love, intimacy, would make things more tolerable. You craved a strong, true connection with someone, and part of you was convinced you could have it with her.

In the past few evenings Venable had made a habit of joining you in the music room as you whiled the time away before bed. She wouldn’t say anything, merely sit and read a book. The first time she had done it, you and the others had exchanged half surprised, half worried looks. What was she doing? Studying you? Deciding which one of you she would cook for dinner? You didn’t know. Her presence had made you all uncomfortable at first, but now you were used to it. You ignored her, just as she ignored you.

She always, always sat facing you.

And you couldn’t help but steal glances at her. Marvel at the beauty and neatness of her. Your eyes would travel down her body and the butterflies in your stomach would go wild and your head fill with want. For. Her.

Her eyes never met yours, not even once.  

One evening as you sat brooding and she sat reading facing you, and the others chatted about some boring things, and the music, the music went “Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft”, you abruptly jumped on your feet to stretch your upper body. The sudden movement surprised Venable, who looked up at you. You met her eyes and gave her a goofy smile. She scowled.

“In your mind you have capacities,” you heard yourself sing to the music.

“But do you, Y/N?” Venable sneered.

That shut you up. You straightened up and glared at her. “Do you have, like, a problem with me?” you asked in an annoyed voice.

“Do you mean apart from your obvious lack of brain cells?”

“Why are you always so mean?” you heard yourself whine.

“Oh, boo hoo,” Venable cooed. “Poor you. Look at you, standing among the few who have been allowed to survive the Apocalypse. Do you really think I should feel sorry for you?”

You considered that. “No,” you grumbled.

“No, Ms Venable.”

You didn’t know what came over you then. Probably it was a mix of exhaustion, anger, frustration and want. Your hands clenched into fists. In what was both the bravest and stupidest moment of your life, you retorted, “Bite me.”

Someone in the room gasped, and then chuckled. Venable’s eyes went wide with shock. Heat flooded your cheeks.

You were dead meat, you knew that. So really you couldn’t make things worse by adding: “I’m sorry. I meant, bite me, Ms Venable.”

Impressive. You were a genius. Gosh, you needed sleep.

You couldn’t meet Venable’s eyes. Instead you stared at Andre, who was gawping at you. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Coco give you a thumbs-up. You smiled shyly at her.

“Right,” you said. “Um. Goodnight.”

You hurried out of the room before someone could call you back. Your heart was beating too fast in your chest, but you couldn’t really understand why. You needed sleep.

You closed the door of your bedroom behind you and collapsed on your bed.

**

You couldn’t sleep.

It was always the same: you were exhausted all day, but the minute your head touched your pillow, your brain roared back into life. Someone in your head turned the light on. You were wide awake.

You groaned and turned on the bed. You didn’t have the slightest idea what time it was or how long you had lain under the sheet. It could have been ten minutes, it could have been a century. You turned again, forced yourself to close your eyes.

Bite me, Ms Venable. Damn it, you were such a fool when you were exhausted! You had survived the bloody Apocalypse and now you were about to die for something so, so stupid. Venable was probably plotting your death right now. She would order you out of the Outpost and condemn you to a horrible death among the repugnant creatures that haunted the nuclear winter outside. In your current state, you wouldn’t last a day. You’d trip over something and break your neck or get stabbed by the first hungry person you’d meet.

Fear clenched your stomach. You didn’t want to die. You didn’t feel like giving up on life yet. Even if the world as you had known it was gone, even if there was almost no hope of a bright, safe future. God, you wanted to live.

You sprang out of bed before you knew what you were doing and ran to the door. Locked it. Looked around the room for things to build a barricade with. The chair would do, and if you could move that huge chest of drawers –

You heard footsteps coming down the corridor towards you. And something else, unmistakable. The sound of a cane.

Shit. Your whole body froze with fear. Then your hand automatically reached for a decorative statuette close-by, that had sharp angles and that you could use as a weapon if need be. The footsteps grew louder and came to a halt at your door.

You waited, heart hammering in your chest. Venable must have a spare key, of course she must. You stared at the doorknob, expecting it to move, expecting the door to open, on Venable standing tall and threatening and radiating off anger and satisfaction. How so very beautiful she would look.

Nothing happened.

What was she doing? You couldn’t hear anything but the mad pounding of your heart. Had you imagined her footsteps? The sound of her cane? But you had been so sure –

One of your hands came up to press against the door. Fingers splayed out, palm pressing against the cold, hard surface. To try and feel her through the wood.

You waited. Your heartbeat was drumming against the wood. And it was slowing down, and your eyes were fluttering closed, for she was here – just behind the door, and you could almost see her, her eyes on the doorknob, the spare key in her hand, her lips slightly parted. It was as if your soul had connected with hers and now they were softly singing to each other.

There was a sound like a sigh. Before you knew it you had unlocked the door and opened it.

Venable stood in front of you with her left hand in the air, a few inches further to the left than yours had been. She met your eyes in surprise as her fingers curled up. She lowered her hand, and schooled her features.

You decided your safest option was to play it cool.

“I thought I heard a noise,” you said, assuming a casual expression.

“I was on my way to bed,” Venable answered. A pause. “I saw your light was on through the gap under your door.”

She didn’t sound particularly mad or threatening. Relief flooded your chest. Maybe she didn’t mean to kill you, after all. Maybe you’d been over-reacting.

Her eyes fell on the statuette you were still holding.

“What’s this?” she asked very slowly. Her eyes met yours again. They were dark, her eyes. The darkest eyes you had ever seen.

“What’s this?” she repeated, louder. You started.

“Oh, uh.” You raised the statuette to your chest and shrugged. Play it cool. “I don’t know why I’m holding this.” You tried to laugh. It came out nervous and foolish. “Must have been sleepwalking or something.”

Venable’s gaze was boring into you, piercing your skin, piercing your veins, piercing your bones. You felt too hot suddenly. You laughed again. Then it finally dawned on you.

“My light isn’t on,” you said.

You always kept one candle burning when you slept, but its light was very faint. There was no way Venable could have seen it from the lit corridor.

Her face didn’t change. “It’s not?” she said in a toneless voice.

You shook your head. “I’m afraid not.”

She straightened her shoulders, raised her chin. Her grip on her cane tightened just so.

“Were you planning on attacking someone with this?” she asked, nodding at the statuette.

“I’ve no idea what you mean,” you answered, holding her gaze.

“I cannot think of any other use you could have for it.”

“Well, maybe I was.”

“Has someone threatened you?”

You scoffed. Gave her a look as if to say the joke wasn’t good. She narrowed her eyes uncomprehendingly.  

“Um, let’s see.” You folded your arms as you pretended to think. The statuette dug in your chest. “Maybe I’ve gone just a little bit too far with someone who’s quite obsessed with hierarchy.”

A small, incredulous laugh escaped her.

“You thought I was going to –“She didn’t finish her sentence, her laugh lingering on her lips as the incredulity reached her eyes.    

“Well,” you retorted, leaning your hip against the doorframe, “you did have those two Greys shot the other day for making love.” You raised your eyebrows at her. “For breaking one of your rules. So excuse me if I’m not feeling particularly safe right now.”

The smile vanished from her face. She closed her mouth, stared at you. Your eyes shifted to her lips. Back up to her eyes. You licked your lips.

“I wouldn’t have you killed merely for being stupid,” she said after a short moment.

How were her cheekbones so sharp? Her eyes so dark? You swore whomever had made her was the most talented artist and the cruelest asshole in the whole goddamn universe. How many years it must have taken, how much sweat, how many skills, how much patience and love, to make her.

You cleared your throat. What had she just said? Called you stupid. Wouldn’t have you killed. Something like that. You couldn’t remember.

“My light wasn’t on,” you said mechanically, “so why did you stop at my door?”

If the question surprised or unsettled her, she didn’t show it.

“I thought it was on,” she answered without missing a beat. She paused. “You thought I was going to have you killed?”

“Um, maybe.”

Her eyes fell on the statuette again. When they met yours, you swore you saw something like sadness deep into the black. She blinked, and the sadness disappeared.

“It’s getting late,” she said. “You should go to bed.”

You realized you didn’t want her to go. What if you invited her to come in? What if you told her about your insomnia, and asked her to help you while the night away? Merely have a talk with her. Merely sit by her side, and watch her, and share secrets with her. Show her you weren’t as stupid as she must think you were. You could light dozens of candles and watch the light dance on her face. Have her relax, make her laugh. And maybe if things went well, at the break of dawn you could lay your head on her lap, and certainly then sleep would find you.

You assumed a nonchalant expression. “Well then, goodnight to you,” you said with a smile that hurt your mouth.

She nodded, turned and walked off.

You listened to her footsteps fade away. You let out a long, shaky breath, and closed your door.

For a very long time you stayed with your back against the door, staring unseeingly at the ceiling. The sadness you had seen in Venable’s eyes haunted you. You tried to think of something else. What you would do tomorrow. Boring. That summer holiday you had spent in Spain with your best-friend. Venable’s hair in the flickering light of the candles. Venable’s face. Venable’s eyes. How you absolutely adored the fact that she could stand up to anyone. Venable’s eyes. The sadness in her eyes.

You groaned. You had half a mind to bang your head on the door to knock yourself out and finally get some sleep. Perhaps you could go to Venable’s room and apologise. Tell her you hadn’t meant to question her authority. You’d like to see her again.

It was a stupid idea. Lack of sleep made you so, so stupid. She would be angry, would order you out, slam her door in your face, maybe hit you with her cane. You shouldn’t. You wouldn’t.

You tip-toed down the corridor till you reached her door. It was slightly ajar, which surprised you. Heart beating fast, you opened it just enough to peek into the room.

Venable was sitting on the floor by the dark fireplace, her head bent, her hands joined on her lap. What was she doing on the floor? Surely the position couldn’t be good for her back. Then you noticed that her lips were moving, forming silent words, as if she were praying. Her eyes were closed.

The flickering light from the candles threw shadows on her face. Patches of black and red and orange vacillating and oscillating. Touching her face, fleeing to the walls. You watched her in silence, at a loss for what to do or what to think. You heard her sniffle, saw her raise a hand to wipe her cheek.

There was something so fragile about the scene in front of you. To see this woman who was always so proud, and so strong, and so dominating, murmuring silent words to herself on the floor in the dead of night. Or maybe those words weren’t for herself. Maybe they were addressed to someone else, whoever would listen, whoever would take the time to stop and lend an ear. Was she asking for strength? For mercy? Salvation? Her back was leaning slightly forward just like the backs of worshippers you had seen in churches.

Her lips stopped moving for a moment. She opened her eyes to stare unseeingly at the wall in front of her. You saw her bite her lower lip, saw her take a shaky breath. The silent murmuring started again.

You scratched your arm nervously. You knew you should leave, and erase from your mind this private moment you had no right to witness. Part of you felt like a thief. But your legs seemed to be frozen. You could not move them.

So you watched her. At one point she coughed softly, and the next two words came out loud enough for you to hear them: “Let me...”

Was she praying? You didn’t think she was a religious person. Why should she be? She had helped bring on the Apocalypse and had not received so much as a word of complaint from God. You squinted at her in the dim light, your body instinctively leaning towards her, your hands coming up to grip at the doorframe. Your heart was pushing against your ribs as if it wished to burst free from your chest and wrap around her.

Venable paused, sighed, went on murmuring. Once again her words reached you. “…soothe and let it save me so she can think it acceptable to love me.”

Your clammy palm slipped on the doorframe, unbalancing you. You gasped in a breath. Venable’s head jerked to the side. Her eyes locked with yours.

You could have screamed. Surprise then anger then fear flashed across Venable’s face as you took a step back, your mouth opening and closing like a fish as you tried to find something to say but couldn’t come up with anything. For a moment there was only silence, and you and she holding each other’s gaze.

Venable’s face closed up. She stood up, supporting herself on her cane, so calm, so composed. It was impressive, the tight grip she kept on her emotions. Always so perfectly in control of herself.

“What are you doing here?” she asked in a firm voice.  

“I –“you stuttered, “I – I’m sorry, I just – I, uh, saw your light was on.”

That was a risky answer, and you knew it. But today had been crazy, and any minute now Venable would unleash her wrath and it would destroy you. You had nothing left to lose. So you held her gaze, her inscrutable, unreadable gaze, admiring even now the flickers of candlelight that danced across the black.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you heard yourself say, your voice coming from far, far away. “I’ve not been able to sleep for quite a while. So I roam the corridors to try and distract myself, and I saw your light was on.” A pause. “What were you doing?”

Venable’s expression didn’t change. She took her time to answer, and you waited, waited for the inevitable anger, the inevitable punishment. You felt too distanced from yourself to be afraid.

“That is none of your business,” Venable said eventually. She turned away from you. “Go back to your room.”

That brought you back to yourself. Your soul crashed back into your body.

“Is that all?” you blurted out. “Go back to my room? Aren’t you going to, like,…” You didn’t finish your sentence, but she must have understood, because she turned to face you and shot you a somewhat outraged look.

“You seem so very certain I mean to hurt you,” she said sharply.

“Er, well.” You folded your arms on your chest and looked up at the ceiling, pretending to think. “In the last few hours I disrespected you and burst into your privacy. And, no offence, but you don’t strike me as a kitten kind of person.”

“Kitten?” she repeated.

“Yeah, you know.” You brought a nervous hand up to scratch your head. “Fluffy and cute, cuddly and helpless.”

She stared at you as if you were stupid. “Kittens scratch you for no reason.”

“Yeah, but...”You shook your head at yourself.”Never mind, don’t mind me. I’m too exhausted to think straight.”

Long seconds passed. None of you moved. You both held your ground, staring at each other. Waiting.

Your mouth opened again. “I don’t know whether I should run away from you or towards you.”  

She didn’t react. Didn’t answer. She kept staring at you.

“I can’t sleep,” you repeated. “May I stay here and sleep with you?”

Her expression did shatter at that. She blinked in surprise, then in consternation.

“Uh, I mean, not like that,” you stammered. “I mean sleep as in actually sleep. Uh, get some shuteye.”

Venable let out another one of her small, incredulous laughs. “No, you may not,” she answered sharply.

“Right, of course. Stupid me.” You tried to laugh, ended up choking on your own spit.”Sorry. Uh, forget about all this.” You quickly turned to go.

“You need to get a grip on yourself,” came Venable’s voice. You stopped.

“Gosh, I know,” you breathed.”I’m sorry.” You waited. No reply came, so you started to walk away.

“I may have a few sleeping pills, if you think they can help,” Venable called after you.

You turned on your heel and rushed back into her room. “Yes, please, I’d be very grateful. Thank you.”

Venable nodded, walked into the ensuite bathroom. You heard the sound of a drawer opening, some fumbling, and then she was back into the room holding a small pill box.

She dropped one pill in your extended hand. “Try this tonight. I can give you more tomorrow if it works.”

“Thank you,” you breathed. Your fingers curled around the pill as her eyes bore into yours. You almost reached out to touch her cheek. Almost.

But then your breath hitched. For that was it, wasn’t it? Her punishment. Her revenge. You glanced down at the pill in your hand. Poison. It had to be.

You glanced back up at her, and your thoughts must have shown on your face, for her eyes momentarily glazed over with the same sadness as before.  

“This is hydroxyzine,” she snapped.

“Right,” you mumbled. “Thanks.”

“Do you think some of my rules are too harsh?” she asked suddenly.

You blinked at her. “Well, I mean…” You paused a second, considering. You chose honesty.” Most of them are useful, I’ll give you that. But, Ms Venable, the copulation rule? People being shot for, what, loving each other? Finding comfort in each other?” You took one step towards her, growing irritated. “Those two Greys didn’t deserve death. They did nothing wrong. And what’s so bad about copulation, anyway? What’s so wrong with affection? Intimacy?”

You paused, waiting for her answer. Her eyes were very big and shining in the candlelight. They were different, now. It was that sadness again. She looked almost sad.

“Tell me, what’s wrong with this?” You reached out and laid the pad of your index on her right wrist. She tensed up, her hand tightening around the knob of her cane. Her eyes grew bigger still.

You swallowed, refusing to lower your gaze, as you slowly ran your finger down her hand, circled one of her knuckles, moved to the next. You could feel her shaking under your touch, her skin soft and hot.  

“This never hurt anyone,” you said softly. Her brow tightened, just so. She made as if to withdraw her hand from your touch. Your finger stuttered, your eyes questioning hers. Well, maybe affection had hurt her. Undoubtedly it had. You could read it in her eyes.  

You removed your hand, but she captured it in hers and brought it up close to her mouth.

“We cannot possibly take the risk of having to deal with a herd of babies, can we, Y/N?” she said very slowly. Her breath grazed your knuckles and sent a shiver down your spine. Her grip on your hand was strong.

“We can’t, Wilhemina,” you heard yourself say.

Wilhemina. How did you remember her Christian name? She had told it to you exactly once, on the day of your arrival at the Outpost. Months ago. And it wasn’t a very common name.

“But then again, Wilhemina,” you went on, “you and I would never have this problem.”

Venable brought your hand up to her mouth, her gaze burning into yours, and sank her teeth into your skin.

“Ow!” you yapped. “What the…”

She tightened her grip on your hand to hold it back. A smirk crept up her lips.

“Bite me,” she said, her mouth hot and damp against your skin. “That’s what you said. So, here.” She did let go of your hand, then. You held it protectively to your chest, smoothing it over your shirt. “Happy to oblige.” She turned away from you.

You watched her in consternation as she bent over her bed, apparently rearranging the pillows. Her teeth had left a row of white marks on your hand. A moment passed, until she straightened up and met your eyes.

“Well, goodnight,” she said, almost teasingly. And with that she sent you off.

**

“You’re still alive,” Coco said in surprise the morning after.

“You’re very observant,” you mumbled, slumping onto the chair next to her. You still felt a bit woolly because of the hydroxyzine. But at least you had slept.

“You’ve been observing our Earth”, sang the female voice from the radio.

“This song will drive me crazy,” you groaned. “Can’t we turn it off?”

“And we’d like to make a contact with you,” the voice retorted.

You straightened your shoulders as Venable walked into the room. Her gaze immediately fell on you. You held it, not sure what to think of the night before, her helping you, her biting you for God’s sake – mechanically you massaged the back of your hand where her teeth had sunk. And those words you had overhead. They had been addressed to someone else, but you couldn’t help but hope she had been talking about you.

You thought you saw something in her eyes, eagerness perhaps, as she walked towards you. She stopped in front of you and tapped her cane on the floor.

“Good-morning,” she said. You gave her a smile in answer, then lowered your eyes to study your nails. You could feel her gaze on your face.

“How did you sleep?” she went on in a casual voice that sounded just a tiny bit strained, as if she were uncomfortable or nervous.

You squinted at her, fighting back an amused smile. “I slept well, thank you.”

You were vaguely aware of the hush that had fallen upon the room. There was more to it, too, some sort of tension, expectant and apprehensive, a holding of one’s breath as one waits for something the nature of which one isn’t really certain of.

“We’ve been observing your Earth, and one night we’ll make a contact with you,” the robotic, distorted alien voice burst out.

“Good,” Venable answered. “I am glad to hear that.”

A pause. The pause stretched.

“Maybe now some of my brain cells will finally kick back into life, “you prompted.

Venable blinked. “We can only hope so,” she answered after a while.

The smile you had been holding back danced across your lips. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Coco shoot you a perplexed look, saw her contort her face as if to ask, “what the hell is happening?”

Venable’s cane tapped on the floor. “Everyone, please,” she called, “I have an announcement to make. Some good news for you all.”

Excited whispers filled the room. You straightened in your seat. Venable waited until she had everyone’s attention, and then spoke with pride in her voice. “To renew with tradition and entertain you, we will now have board games nights. Whist, backgammon, chess.”

Was she… actually trying to be nice? Giving you all something to look forward to? A bit of fun, to help pass the time? You almost gawked at her.

She’s trying, a voice whispered in your head. What was it she had said? Make it acceptable to love her. You were vaguely aware of the tears that sprang to your eyes.

“Excuse me,” Coco blurted out, “I thought you’d said ‘good news’, not ‘you’re now officially living in a shitty Jane Austen novel’.”

Venable glared at her. You caught just a flash of pain in her eyes.  

“I think it’s a good idea,” you retorted before Venable had time to. “It’ll keep our minds distracted.”

“I don’t even know what whist and backgammon are,” said Andre. “And I’ve never played chess.”

“Of course you haven’t,” Venable sneered. “It will be the perfect opportunity to inject some knowledge into your vacuous brain.”

“Not as vacuous as that,” Andre retorted angrily, “seeing as you filled it with my boyfriend’s own brain.”

You had never seen Andre stand up to Venable before. Like the others, he had been too scared of her to dare contradict her. But now his voice was openly belligerent, his eyes shooting daggers at her, and his hands gripped the arms of his chair as if he were contemplating standing up. Something had changed, and it didn’t take you long to realize you were the cause. Or rather, Venable’s behavior to you. You had been insolent to her, and she had not punished you. She had not even verbally abused you.  

“What will it take,” Venable enunciated, “for you to finally understand me when I say that I did not feed you Stu?”

“Then where is he?” Andre growled, jumping to his feet, “And what was in the fucking stew?”

“Alright, okay, calm down,” you spoke, rising too, and holding out a hand in front of Andre. “I’ll teach you chess, okay? I know chess, I can teach you. Just, relax, man. Gosh.”

Andre glared at you. You raised your eyebrows at him. For a minute he stayed still, hands clenched into fists, and then he let out a breath and moved back to his chair.  

Coco threw her hands up in the air. “Board games nights it is,” she said sarcastically.

You turned to Venable. She was studying you, her expression strange, as if she could not quite decide between anger and gratefulness.

“Miss Y/L/N,” she said, her eyes locked with yours, “I do not need your help when it comes to dealing with idiots.”

You took your time to answer, to think of the right words to say. A smile crept up your lips again, and this time you let it.              

And you knew everyone in the room would be able to hear you. But you didn’t care. Blame it on the hydroxyzine. Blame it on the freaking interplanetary and most extraordinary occupants. The world had ended. You were exhausted. And you were falling for her.

When you spoke, your voice was a singsong, as insolent as it had been the evening before. “Why, fuck me, Ms Venable. I know that.”

[shhh-no-ones-home]

noir 1/2 bucky barnes x vampire!reader

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part 1 part 2

i had thought about making a part three with smut in it so if thats something you would like to see please let me know and ill finish it lol

Song: my name is human by highly suspect

tag list: @cynic-spirit

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I sat at the table across from James and watched as he looked around nervously. We had already ordered drinks but not much conversation had gone on yet.

"This isn't really your scene is it?"

I asked and he finally looked at me, brows raised like I'd caught him off guard.

"Uh, my uh, last date didn't go so well."

He said and I nodded.

"I'll drink to that."

I raised my glass to him before taking a drink. He let out a short laugh before looking away again.

"So, James, why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself."

I said and he cleared his throat.

"Well for starters uh you can call me bucky, that's what my friends call me."

I nodded slowly, he seemed like he was reminiscing for a moment.

"Um I'm a hundred and six."

He said lightly and I laughed. He looked nervous again.

"If you're a hundred and six then so am I."

I quipped back and he seemed shocked.

"Right."

A nervous laugh. Cute. I took another drink.

"No seriously."

I said and he nodded.

"I'm not really one for mockery."

He said stoically and I shook my head.

"No, no, don't take it that way! I'm not either. I'm sorry it came off that way."

I said quickly and I could see him shift to rub his gloved hands together under the table.

"In all actuality 1917 was a pretty interesting year, if I'm doing my math correct."

He drew his brows.

"It was?"

He asked and I nodded.

"Well it's not every day America joins a world war, late to the party as usual but still. Don't get me wrong there was a lot that happened that year but that was probably the most memorable. My husband at the time was drafted that September."

He looked even more confused than he did earlier, his brows almost touching at this point if it weren't for the frown line between them.

"I know it's impolite to ask a woman her age but exactly how old are you?"

He asked quizzically and I looked up to think for a moment.

"Uh, this year on my actual birthday I will be two... Hundred and... Eight? I think?"

He laughed before taking a drink, finally smiling.

"Great."

He said before leaning over and pulling his wallet out of his back pocket.

"This was fun."

He said, slapping a twenty on the table and moving to stand.

"Bucky wait!"

He paused and looked back at me.

"Can we talk... Somewhere a little more private?"

I asked and he sighed, looking to the ground.

"Fine."

I stood quickly to match him, grabbing my bag off the back of the chair and following him outside. When we made it out the door I saw him tense a little bit, glancing to me a few times as we lazed down the sidewalk.

"Are you cold?"

He asked, reaching for his jacket zipper and I stopped him.

"No, no, I'm perfect, thank you though. You probably need it more than me."

There was the confused look again.

"You're probably trying to figure me out aren't you?"

He sighed, half shaking his head as he looked to the ground ahead of us.

"I guess I'm just trying to figure out why you would lie to me? Forgive me for being blunt but that's at least how it seems, even after I told you I didn't like being mocked."

I laughed a little.

"Bucky I didn't lie to you. My situation is - complicated."

He looked over me again.

"I am two hundred and eight, that wasn't a lie. Or, at least I don't think it was, it's hard to remember after all these years the exact number. But I was born in 1815 in new York after my mother immigrated to the states. It was a rough childhood and an even rougher lifestyle growing into my teens."

We kept walking. He was listening intently but seemed like he still wasn't so sure about me.

"I was engaged to be married by my seventeenth birthday but the night before my wedding I was kidnapped."

He looked to me in surprise.

"I was placed as an indentured servant in a trading charter, seen by many of the soldiers stationed on the coast of the capitol. That went on for a while and when I had reached my twenty fifth birthday I had earned my freedom."

He motioned to a small cafe on the strip and I nodded, him holding the door as we stepped in, the warmth engulfing both of us.

"Do you want a drink?"

He asked and I nodded.

"How about I get this one."

I offered, ordering before him and paying after him. When we had gotten our drinks we took to a booth in the very back of the cafe.

"So, you were free..."

He started and I let out a short laugh.

"Nice to know you're listening."

I said and he raised his cup to me. I cleared my throat.

"I was free, finally. It felt like forever to get there. But by then I was seen as too old; too old to Mary, to have kids, to live a life on my own. Many assumed I was a widow at this point, even moving back to new York with as progressive as it was still didn't feel right. It didn't feel like home anymore. Until I met him."

He raised a brow and I smiled to myself.

"My first real love, the one who made me."

"No pressure."

He said and I laughed, taking his one hand in mine. His body tensed.

"Don't worry, he's been dead a while."

I said, letting him go and he nodded once.

"Right."

I side nodded.

"Well to make that long story short, he proposed to me after two weeks of courting, we got married the following spring, and on our honeymoon he revealed to me what he really was."

"A crime boss?"

Bucky said and I laughed, him finally loosening up a bit as he took another drink.

"I think that would've been easier to live with but no. And I ask that you please don't laugh at this next part but rather, hear me out."

He rested both his hands on either side of his cup and gave me his full attention.

"Cross my heart."

He said and I sighed.

"He revealed to me that he was undead, that he was a vampire of sorts."

When I looked to him he looked like he was going to crack.

"I'm serious."

I said light hearted, hitting his shoulder as he started laughing.

"He turned me before our trip back to the city."

He nodded, rubbing his eye as he settled down, the smile still prevalent on his features.

"Sure."

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Now who's mocking who?"

I asked and he shook his head.

"It's just a little hard to believe is all. You seem like such a normal young woman. Maybe a history buff who digs this old man but still."

I snorted at his words, taking a drink.

"You are young in my eyes bucky, believe me."

He shook his head.

"Okay, this is what, 1840?"

"Forty two i think, but yeah."

He sent me a look.

"Let me just get back to the story okay?"

He held his hands up in defense.

"Please, by all means."

I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Thank you. Now we were home, I was a newby and was so hungry all the time. He was terrible at taming a new vampire and I did eat a few of our neighbors but we lived in a bad part of town so people didn't really question it much when residents went missing. But what I didn't realize is that we were being watched and one day when I came home from work I found my husband decapitated on our living room floor."

His eyes went wide.

"I cried like a maniac but when I had heard someone still in the apartment I attacked them. They told me they were assigned to kill me because I was too dangerous. I ended him and I've been on the run ever since. After that I was desperate to find new love again. I've had courtships over the years but the early 1900's were pretty rough. Every husband I ever had was drafted into a war that shouldn't have happened. And I don't fear for my life as much anymore since I've lived in almost every state in this stupid country,"

We both laughed a little at that.

"But I do think of it often. The later years, the eighties and nineties were much easier as far as life and lovers went but even then I couldn't stay with them long."

He seemed empathetic.

"Why not?"

"Well, many people don't employ the idea that you'll live longer than them, it's a losing game. And even those I was open with, they begged me to turn them but I always refused. It didn't seem worth it to put the hurt I felt onto anyone else. And I don't say this to scare you off bucky but I've lived, and I mean really lived. I had one husband murdered, three drafted and lost to war, and three divorces; two of which ended with my exs dying of natural causes shortly after getting into new relationships. One had a heart attack and the other passed during a surgery."

I paused, looking to the table as his eyes tried to study me.

"Ive heard about you, I've been to the Smithsonian exhibit and honestly it all seemed like a myth. But then your friend saw me and pushed you to ask me out I actually saw hope for the first time in a long time. It's not often I can find someone with as much... Uh, life experience."

He cleared his throat, looking away when I looked back up to him.

"I'm not perfect."

He said and I could feel my features soften.

"It's seems I've lived just as much but I don't know if I'd exactly call it living. I was an experiment, an assassin, and a broken man. I've got a troubled past and I'm trying to work through that. Hell I wasn't even sure I'd get through this date given how my last one went."

I half smiled at him, reaching for his hand again. He wasn't as hesitant as last time but was still tense as I took it away from his cup. I looked over his face before pulling the glove off, holding the cool metal against my palm and tracing the fingers of my other hand over it.

"I wasn't blipped, I saw the news, and I saw what was lost. And I think part of you got lost with it but at the end of the day you are trying to get better. You are a hero bucky, even if it doesn't feel like it."

I watched as his jaw clenched and tightened. Then he turned his hand over and held mine. It wasn't hard or uncomfortable but it was firm, like he meant it.

"I haven't had the luxury of opening up to many people in recent times but you feel different. And don't take this the wrong way but you do feel like home."

He said softly and I couldn't help the smile making its way to my lips.

"You wanna get out of here? Maybe go back to my place? The coffee is much better."

I joked and he smiled, intertwining our fingers.

"Yeah, I think id like that."

[tpsebast92]

A Faded Memory

This is for @versdan‘s writing challenge. #versdan800wc It’s a Steve Rogers x female reader fic with the prompt “Don’t get too comfortable, now. I wouldn’t want you falling for me.”. The reader is a warlock that helps out the Avengers from time to time. She catches Steve’s eye and a relationship blooms. Everything is going well and they begin to plan a future together. However, tragedy strikes during a mission changing everything. Hope you enjoy.

They say the best love stories begin with happiness and end in some kind of tragedy. I didn’t expect it to ever happen to me. All my life, I’d been waiting to meet my soulmate; I finally did in the 40’s, but I had to save the world, losing all chances of living out the rest of my life with her. Over 70 years later, I still wanted to meet the next woman to achieve the same dream.

           Natasha had repeatedly attempted to persuade me into dating someone. Each time I refused. I blamed it on being too busy, but in reality, none of the women she suggested were my type. I wanted someone who wasn’t afraid of adventure, to go out into the fire and risk their life to save others.

           I craved to share the same experience I did and have in the past, but also someone who could be romantic at the end of a long day. Someone who would draw a bubble bath and relax with me. Someone to cuddle with, to kiss…I yearned for love so much, I couldn’t see straight. Once, I thought about giving up and moving on with other priorities; Being an Avenger and taking care of the world around me. I had been so close to accepting being alone; Fate, it appeared had other plans in mind.

           Y/N is a warlock, gifted with abilities to protect everyone with forcefields and spells, which would come in handy with certain entities we faced. People would often compare her to Strange or Loki, but she differed in ways than them. For starters, she has yellow flames that flow from her fingertips and the forcefield would look like bubbles covered in a yellow hue. For another, she has an effect on me like no other.

           I am drawn to her like a moth to a flame, intoxicated by her presence alone. She could make me laugh and her lavender scented baths were exquisite to be in. She impressed me by throwing out a glass vial containing a spell to vanish a horde of squid-like monsters hungry for the tastes of human flesh. They’d dissolved in an instant before the team’s very eyes. The crush I developed on her approached faster than I anticipated, enjoying a movie night where she cuddled close to make room for Bucky. She’d fallen asleep during the third movie, y/h/c brushing against my shoulder.

           I became comfortable with her touch, relishing in those lingering hugs bound to make you go crazy with lust. I longed for one of her meals; she would always make one the team’s favorite dishes something that earned her a top spot on Wanda’s friendship list. In a month, I was hooked on her smile, the way her e/c sparkled with it. In the same month I wasted no time in asking her out, thrilled when she said yes.

Within five months, I wanted her to move into my room; we spent so many nights together underneath the covers whether or not we’d been having sex. Delicious, hot and tender sex. I loved having her naked body pressed against me, to wake with her head on my chest. Within a year, I longed to marry her. I planned it all out; the beach, the walk and picked out the perfect ring. She cried and accepted it. We’d celebrated with our friends, our family. This occurred a few days ago. Before the mission she went on with Natasha, Wanda, Bucky and Strange.

           Before I stood here in the lounge listening to what Natasha was telling me.

           “Steve? Are you listening? Did you hear what I said?” her voice cut through my thoughts. I must have zoned out through it all…or I could be in shock, refusing to believe a word she was saying.

           “I’m sorry. Can you repeat it?” I said. Nat’s eyes were red and bloodshot, as if she had been crying. She sniffed, unable to halt the new flood of tears from falling down her cheeks.

           “Y/N wanted to protect us. The demons were coming too fast, too hard. She held the forcefield as long as she could stand. Strange couldn’t help us. He’d been injured too severely, and Wanda had spent too much energy with the fighting. Y/N said she knew a spell to get rid of them, but it would cost…cost her something,” Nat’s voice broke and the sobs were now wracking her body.

“We didn’t know what it would cost. She wouldn’t tell us. She ordered me to tell you she loved you. Then she forced us back, letting go of the forcefield. She slammed her hands together and mouthed something none of us could decipher. Her hands flew out, the demons screamed and shrieked in pain, and then they were gone. Steve, there was an awful sound and Y/N collapsed,” she continued. My face felt wet. I swiped my cheeks with the back of my hand to discover my tears.

           “Is she okay? She’s not…dead, is she?” I asked. I was afraid of the answer. That Y/N was indeed dead, that I would have to start all over to find someone. I let out a breath of relief when Nat shook her head. A sense of dread washed over me at her prolonged silence.

           “What is it? Tell me. Please, Natasha,” I said. She took a deep breath before the truth was revealed.

           “WE got her to safety on the jet and when she awoke…Steve…she has no memory of us,” Nat said. I sucked in a breath, immediately thrown back into all of our cherished memories.

    Two Years Ago

           The first time I met Y/N was when we were in a need of a specific spell to block against flesh-melting mutants. The intended to harm as many civilians as possible. Under normal circumstances, we would have gone to Strange, but he was off world at the time. Bucky and I stood outside a townhome in Manhattan. Compared to the others surrounding it, this one stood out; the bricks weren’t quite the same brown in color, but instead had a yellow metallic sheen to it.

           “Are you sure this is the right address?” I asked. Bucky read it again while I checked the gate in front. I sighed and we walked up to the front door, golden in color. I knocked, half-expecting a man with horns to greet us. Instead a feminine voice called out ‘yes, how can I be of assistance?’

           “Y/F/N, L/N?” I questioned.

           “Yes, that’s me. Something I can do for you?” she answered.

           “I’m Steve Rogers. Tony Stark called earlier asking for a spell-,” I was cut off by the door opening and a woman with Y/H/C and Y/E/C stepped out.

           “to help us with the flesh-melting things,” I finished. She took my breath away and I felt a tug in my heart towards her.

           “Of course. Come inside. I’ve about finished it. I have to go over the instructions about how to use it. I should go with you. You’ll need a good forcefield until you get ready to use it…” she said. She continued to explain once we stepped inside, the door shutting behind us. It was the same time I knew she could be someone I could potentially see myself with. We continued to use her assistance, becoming good friends with her and forming a strong bond to last forever.

  3 Months later

           “Movie night! Grab drinks, snacks, blankets and sit down,” Tony shouted. Everyone scattered and returned with their choices, scrambling to find a seat.

           “Mind if I sit here?” a voice asked me. I looked up to see Y/N standing neat me, waiting for my reply. I was lost in her E/C that I forgot to say something.

           “Steve?” She asked. She tilted her head, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. At this, I was knocked out of my reverie.

           “Uh, yes. You’re welcome to sit here,” I said. She smiled and my heart slammed so hard in my chest, I was afraid she’d hear it. She sat, asking if I wanted to share her blanket. I nodded, watching as she draped it over our legs.

           “Damn. All of the good seats are taken. Can I squeeze in with you guys?” Bucky said as he walked into the lounge.

           “Sure. As long as you don’t mind me being super close to you. Steve? Hello?” Y/N responded. When I didn’t respond right away, she waved her hands in front of my face to get my attention.

           “I don’t mind. Snuggle in,” I squeaked out. She giggled and slid closer; one leg thrown over mine.

           “You’re being weird tonight. Is everything okay?” she asked.

           “I’m fine,” I answered, and movie night began, ending with her head on my shoulder, her even breathing fanning against my neck. Oh boy, was I in trouble?

  5 Months Later

           Y/N and I were together now; we had a successful first date at Coney Island, which ended with dinner at her place. She kissed me good night and the relationship bloomed from there. By the sixth date we had slept together. Y/N had initiated it, pulling me into a kiss and sliding her hands underneath my shirt. I gave in and we had explored each other’s bodies until the morning light when we laid next to each other, her arm draped over my waist, her head on my chest.

           Since then, we split our nights between the compound and her townhome. Tonight, we were at the compound in my room, cuddling naked; we had finished making love and we were in the early stages of pillow talk.

           “Don’t get too comfortable, now. I wouldn’t want you falling for me,” She said. I chuckled, stroking her back.

           “Would that be so terrible? Falling in love?” I asked.

           “Depends on who you’re asking. I like to think anyone who ends up with Strange would be in for trouble,” Y/N answered.

           “What about us?” A sadness crept up in her eyes.

           “I don’t know. My life span lasts a long time. Longer than most mortals. I’m not sure how long the serum in your body extends your own lifespan. I’m worried about getting hurt,” she said.

           “I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. You know that,”

           “You could hurt me by dying before I’m ready to be parted from you,”

           “It’s too late. I’m already in love with you,” I said. Her eyes flicked up at me and I leaned into kiss her.

           “No. It’s not terrible,” she said after we broke the kiss. “I’d be crazy not to be in love with you,” she continued. I rolled Y/N over capturing her lips in another kiss. This night we’d make love until we ached all over.

  1 Year Later

           I paced the living room in the beach house waiting on Y/N/ Tonight would be the night, I’d propose. To ask her to be mine forever. I’d bring her down to the beach, we’d take a walk and then I’d get down on one knee.

           I double checked, triple-checked to make sure I had the ring in my pocket – a gold band with an emerald cut 14 karat diamond sitting on top – and when she came out of the bedroom, we left the beach house to walk barefoot along the shore. Y/N weaved in and out of the ocean as we talked.

           “Tony and Pepper are married. I think everyone knew they’d be endgame. I wonder if they’ll have any kids. I’d love to spoil them,” she said. She pulled me into the water, the waves creating a frothy pattern around our feet.

           “I don’t know. Maybe. Y/N?” I said. I stopped in my tracks, getting her to face me.

           “What is it?” she asked.

           “I love you. I have for a while. This past year, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the future. How I want to spend it. I want to spend it with you. I have one question. One question that will change out relationship forever. Y/N, will you do me the honor of marrying me?” I proposed. I pulled out the box and opened it to reveal the ring. Tears welled in her eyes and she nodded.

           “Yes, I would love to marry you,” she said. She stood up and I pulled her into a kiss, sliding the ring onto her finger.

           “Now let’s go celebrate,” I said.

   Present Day

           “Where is she?” I asked. My voice shook as the realization hit home.

           “We took her back to her old townhouse,” Nat said. I nodded and sat down on the couch. I held my head in my hands, letting the grief take over.

           “I’m sorry, Steve. I’m so, so sorry,” she said. I could barely hear her over the buzzing in my ears. Y/N. My Y/N had lost her memory. All of it, except of who she was. All of her memories of us. Of me. Of the future we had started together. A thought occurred to me. I slowly lifted my head. There was only one thing to do. Begin again.

   1 Month Later

 “Hey, can I help you with those?” a familiar voice called out. I shifted the box I had been carrying onto one shoulder.

           “Sure. I wouldn’t mind some help moving in,” I said.

           “Perfect. I’ll grab a couple of boxes. I’m Y/N. I guess we’re going to be neighbors,” she said. She held out her hand. I took it, shaking it.

           “Steve Rogers. I guess so. Don’t worry. I won’t cause too much trouble,”

           “Steve Rogers, huh? Life getting to be too much at the compound?” Y/N asked. I chuckled and carded a hand through my hair.

           “Only a little. I thought I could use a break from the team for a few months,”

           “Understandable. Listen, I’m a warlock and if you guys ever need my help with anything, let me know,” she said.

           “I’ll have to take you up on that. But for today, how about you help me finish moving in and in exchange I’ll take you out to dinner?” I asked.

           “It’s a date,” Y/N accepted. Like I said. Time to begin again.

@versdan

[loridrabbles]

Imprisoned | Dogma x Reader (Part 8)

(Y/n) finishes up her trial. Dogma'a mental state declines due to isolation.

     Dogma lay on his back, staring at the ceiling of the cell. It was empty, except for him, though he swore he heard people calling his name. In reality, the only things he could hear were the whir of the fan behind the bars in the ceiling, the drip from the leaky faucet in the refresher, and his own breathing. 

     (Y/n) was gone and he missed her. He missed her dearly. The time he spent alone was pure agony. He played checkers against himself, flipping the board each turn, thumbed through a couple books. He paced the room, fiddled with his fingers, and did nothing but wait. He didn't know what he was waiting for. Mostly just for the day to pass. 24 hours felt like days. 

     Time was taking a toll on his mind. When he'd close his eyes, he'd see things. He'd be in the barracks, trying to join a conversation, but he couldn't open his mouth. They'd wave their hands in his face, trying to wake him, but he couldn't. He'd be on the battlefield, standing, motionless, unable to breath as his brothers ran past him, screaming for him to move. He couldn't. He missed them. They never treated him well, but he'd take being the picked on out cast any day over complete solitude.

     Sometimes he'd be sitting on the cell bench, with (y/n) by his side, the both of them rambling on in a long, pointless conversation. He'd run his hand through her hair, but he could feel nothing at his fingertips. He missed her. The softness or her skin, the taste of her lips, the warmth of her body against his.

     He was going mad. The room spun and his heart palpitated in his chest. He wanted to scream. He fought it for so long. He fought it for weeks. Finally he gave up. A tear slipped from his eye as he sat on the edge of the bed. They began to pour down his face as he buried his head in his hands, sobbing to himself. He didn't want to be there anymore. He'd never follow through, he wouldn't be able too, but he knew he'd be better off dead. 

     Through his blurry vision, he saw a guard slide new towels and sheets under the door along with his dinner tray. He didn't want it. He trudged to the door, and grabbed the towels and sheets. He pulled the old ones off the bed and threw them by the door to he taken away. Once the bed was made, he grabbed the towels and climbed in the shower, hoping it would help him think more clearly.

     (Y/n)'s trial was up. 3 years and 5 years probation. She was happy to have received a sentence that was so short, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't hoping to hear life. She couldn't imagine leaving Dogma in that horrible place all by himself. She couldn't imagine how terrible the last few weeks had been. It was bad enough with just the two of them.

     As she left the court and entered the jail, the muzzle was places back on her head. As the was lead in chains through the prison, her heart jumped to her throat when the guards took her to the elevator that led to solitary. They would see eachother again.

     Dogma stepped out of the shower. He was mentally exhausted. His movements were slow and by the time he was dressed for bed in a tshirt and loose cotton shorts, the mirror had unfogged from the shower. He heard something. A door slam and some voices. He was hallucinating again. He picked up a little packet that held a razor and shaving cream. Making the shaving cream was hard. It was cheap, but he managed. He had to be extremely careful with the razor. It was made to prevent someone from hurting themselves or someone else. One wrong move and it would snap. It also dulled quickly, but luckily there were 3 in a package. It took him about a half hour, but he finally removed any stubble that had grown in, and shaped his hair how he liked. 

     (Y/n) sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him. She stared blankly at the floor, thinking about everything that had happened the last few weeks. Kix, the trial, what Dogma might have gone through. She wanted to cry. The door to the refresher swung open. Dogma stepped out, staring at her, blinking a few times as if to make sure he wasn't seeing things again. 

     "(Y/n)." He said, his voice almost a whisper. He couldn't believe his eyes. Slowly, he walked to her as she stood. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes and she stood and rushed to collide with his chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, burying his face into her hair, stroking it gently. Minutes passed before either of them spoke.

     "You're back." He whispered. "I was so worried. What happened?"

     "My trial. I got 3 years and 5 years probation."

     "Oh..." He sighed. "Well, I'm happy for you." He looked down at her and noticed she was still crying. He put his hands on her cheek. "What's the matter? Aren't you glad you'll be out of here soon?"

     "I saw Kix." She said. She took a seat on the bed, Dogma next to her. "He treated my wounds. He took the muzzle off to talk to me for a moment even though he wasn't supposed to. I told him what was going on. When he left the room, the guards beat him. I screamed for them to stop, but I-I think they k-killed him." She cried, burying her face in his chest as he tried to think of what to say. "I shouldn't have asked him. I didn't have to tell him."

     "Shhh. It's not your fault." He stroked her hair and squeezed her close to him. "He knew the consequences. Don't think about it. It's over with. There's nothing you can do. Besides, the 501st is going to wonder what happened to him right? They're going to find out."

     "You're right. There's no sense in making myself sick over it." She said, wiping her tears. Dogma used the sleeve of his shirt to help dry them away. "We're stuck here anyway."

     "Did you eat?" He asked.

     "Kinda. I haven't had much of an appetite."

     "Neither have I, since you left. I was starting to go mad from being alone for so long."

     "I can imagine. I was in our old cell so I was able to interact with others, but I dared not speak to anyone. The guards threatened to kill me if I talked to anyone about the trial."

     "Kriff. Well, if your hungry, they dropped off dinner an hour or so ago." He pointed to the tray that was set on the table. She walked to the bench and slouched on it, kicking off the loafers she had on. 

     "What did you do while I was gone?"

     "Paced. Read. Waited." He answered. 

     "Sounds fun." She answered sarcastically. "Up for a game of checkers?" She asked.

     "Yeah. What are the rules this time?" He joked.

     "Nothing. I just missed playing together." She smiled. They played a few rounds rather silently, just enjoying eachother's company. (Y/n) broke the silence with a question.

     "Ok. If you were trapped on a planet with only one person from the 501st, who would it be?"

     "Hmm. Probably Rex." He answered, moving his piece to be kinged. "He was always very kind to me. What about you."

     "Probably the same." She paused. "Wait a minute. You!" She laughed.

     "Well you're pretty much already doing that. If you were going to be trapped on a barren planet for a year, what 3 things would you bring with you?"

     "Hmmm. A copper pot. It can kill the bacteria in water and I can use it to cook. An axe or machete and a tarp. You?"

     "My blaster, a canteen to collect water, and a firestarter."

     "Oh I'd probably have to trade my tarp for a fire starter. I couldn't make a fire by hand for the life of me."

     "That's true. Of course I could probably use my blaster to start a fire. Then I could trade my firestarter for a tarp or bug net."

     "Ooh a bug net is a good idea. Hey if we ever get out of here, let's try to survive in the wilderness together with only 6 items."

     "Sounds like a plan. I think we could do it."

     "If you could only be on one planet for the rest of your life, which would it be?"

     "Hmm. Probably Coruscant. Surprisingly I'm not sick of it. There's so much of it I haven't explored yet. You?"

     "Naboo. There are cities but but there's forests and plains too. I couldn't live in a city forever."

     They talked and talked, catching up on the time together they had lost. They talked until their mouths went dry and stayed up so late their eyes stung with exhaustion. Finally, they caved in and went to bed.

     (Y/n) and Dogma were getting ready for the night when (y/n) felt a heavy trickling down her leg. She looked down to see a small puddle of blood at her feet.

     "No no no no." She gasped.

     "What?" He asked, fluffing his sheets.

     "I got my period." She said, tears stinging her eyes, threatening to spill.

     "Oh dear."

     "Uhg this is so embarrassing." She said, hiding her face in her hands.

     "No it's not. Don't worry about it. Go clean yourself up. I'll take care of the floor. It's alright."

     The next 4 days were going to be difficult, but with a copious amount of cloths in her underwear and Dogma insisting she didn't have to be embarrassed, she'd make it. The clothes she'd use as pads, she kept and would rinse them out every night and swish them in the sink with soap.

     She had gotten used to an empty, cold room during her time away for thr trial. She hated it. She had been away from Dogma long enough and he was so close. Deciding she was done with being alone, she got out of her bed and walked to his. He was already asleep, facing the wall away from her. He had rolled over that way from his back, leaving enough room for her to squeeze in. She climbed under the covers, and wrapped her arm around him. He awoke slightly, finding her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. She buried her face in his back and took a deep sigh. She could still smell the shaving cream.

[sirjustice157-blog]

Deleting a/c

I cant leave ya my food daily or give ya a dime, a male with 2 legs still alive, then u pride ya self and u got no agenda where this character will end. Stop dude, look 4 feasible solutions. With tumblr a/c if u don't follow any a/c like the horse in the link below then u cant shift the a/c to delete

https://www.facebook.com/pg/PromovamRomaniaFrumosa/photos/?ref=page_internal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1DXpOrvBuAA

Following u cant delete very many as they r following u daily even when what they want has been already made and it cant go that way as hay used to make gas and gadgets and fuels Russia where selling to them and they have known the same so will tantamount to war if they want to know much. They want people to fear them and live poor and even the foods they sell in Eu they have known how to make

Kebi saying with like a voice that mourned yesterday but now tired, Mochanda peana hiyo kitu, chini ya paja, kwenye surwali, wacha kukuwa ngumu, ambiye magdalin piya apeane hicho kitu. Wachakuwa mchoyo, haikulwi au ngoleka.

When no fuel or alternator generator has been made cheap, then stop telling 1 to still make it buy dude, as cheap as $ 50, then what do u want.

The starter comp like 4 kitchen in the link below can produce up-to 24-48 volts when rotated with 1.5 V motor with like 3 other gear to make it soft to rotate much bigger magnet to produce much power and take long as not to burden the circulation of current inside the motor wires to make the dry-cell weakens 1st

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

And the current should be much to be reduced to constant 12 volts to power the motor so even if the battery is like 30% to die still it produces 12 to make it overstay like even in a 12 hour journey b4 u replenish another 1 or changed the charged 1. The solar charger controller scc technology can help us with that and if 4 household take like 6, 48 such comps to give ya 300 Volts which again can have a scc that maintains the power like at 100-200 volts still being used by home or office appliances as that alternator generator that harbors the 6 comps can use 1 single dry-cell 4 like the whole day and friends this a new happiness altogether as a new happening or unbelievable twist upon which people are waiting to see as the doubting thomases as Bartholomew with Christ resurrection, saying “Unless he sees the marks is when he can believe that is that simple boy who has come up with the invention described above“ KEVIN Dawa rather Dawe of Minnesota.

The wet cell of already made E-vehicles or motorbikes as generators can be made using the technology above, where such are placed inside and still the legacy of the above innovation still lingers on. like in the link below makes still not branching to a near by gas station but to a chain-store or shop to buy another battery to replace the finished 1 with a new reality

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=motorcycles+cell+ups+batteries

When u said u want to delete the information on the following of sirjustice200 tumblr a/c and u have learnt u cant do the same better stop dude and move to ya own nation as previously thought. What do u want do and eating corpse as 1 of ya plans also blocked dude. Get to ya nation, wasting ya time, kinda bro, u will not win better quit early or now, if u cant separate them, leave them dude cause they want u not to join them cause u aint equals but of wired characters period dude, You stupid Mr Hindu or White male man.

Mochanda molo cha palo en-kende emathunde otiye kole mabel, kolo okomiya time as am wasting his time ka luonge, osungolena, anbe adwanyise ni kolo angithunde mochung ekola kaka mekego,okoblo kelo na sunga meke. Kebi was cought saying that late last night and infact he is in puberty with swollen nipple, that condition as signs 4 puberty 4 males or we know not maybe cancer.

Their is a new gimmick in them, want ya food like every hr from dusk untill dawn claiming they want folks to leave them, what is that u want folks to leave u alone so develop that bad character, nothing dude, want to hack a/c as above and kill the owner which has been blocked, then resort to advising ya women to leave ya thinking they will win u as gay, which if proves futile organize ya ambush liaising with even dignitaries and foreign embassies or bringing their kids next to ya claiming u have refused to feed them, yet still they are in pride and mark u the father to that kid aint dead or lame, still alive and gets to town very early in the morning, if u refuse the same they claim u r, kinda, beating kids in secrecy which they investigate not sending hooligans with even panga or rod to ambush ya like above, which if u ran away they get into ya house and still cause at that time ya door is opened, they time ya or send kids to ya house to ransack to later tell criminals of ya property b4 they still again which if u refuse the same they say the above on kids, Folks sickening and tiring. They don’t want ya to eat but with them eating claiming they r investigating ya if u love others food or glutton or of bad eye as if they are very important eyeing the same above which has been blocked dude. Finally they belittle ya but want ya food to the point of creating a fight, the masai character in them, investigating ya spending manner b4 again they bring their kids to ya or want ya food but still with pride Kenya is better than USA or on that road. Folks some people get to other nations cause they hate early morning argument or talks heading nowhere which is peculiar in Kenya, tires u and makes u hungry, eating much food which they hate and since they know side effect of morning arguments as eating much or needs food to send u again their kids and want ya food and give u names that u r masai blooded so u should accommodate them as u see things on ya eye so u r Hindu blooded so u should as well accommodate them which if u refuse they again resort to being gay on ya or to the vices explained above. Another bad trait is they think u want what they are up-to or want, which if u love is intense jealousy but don’t like they became futile with ya as starts investigating ya and giving ya names, like with women now its crystal clear they will never get as the a/c cant be hacked and deleted as make it theirs officially to get pride. Very very bed in deed, very very bad character indeed but happy are we, its long overdue.

What they had not known 4 many centuries kebi knew at 9 years of age, how to make machines, the Negro in slavery, pissing u off, kinda and he brought even more that could not be invented in-case he died. Even made ya to protest as wants good life and come back to Africa so to learn the same and go back. U hold grudges out of that 1, u stupid braggart Mr Negro.

When the Embassy liaises with criminals to thwart 1 ambition in another nation then they should close down altogether cause to deliver what they were mandated to deliver proves futile but rather engages in dubious dirty activities at 1st they claimed they were championing 4 as well as the University sending hooligans to do the same to returned foreign student in their nation even monitoring their eating habits then it calls 4 immediate resignation of every official in that campus to pave way 4 new who knows ya not but USA wrecked, as the Government even sponsors terrorism via internet money they have refused to eliminate. Kinda, Good Girl gone bad Gimmick.

solar power yacht in the link beside

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=generator+made+in+nigeria+yacht+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjyosCtrZrpAhWjqHEKHbToCpYQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=35LIQMFRqoB9AM                                                                      

Vomitting, tea sound as artificial tea has finished them, could have left u once u said Mr Hindu gets money off 2goinvoice- wacha, wide eye, wanatowa, casket the wsu and USA at large meaning. Now they want to put a price tag, that u can get out of the joining if u pay an extra amount cause they r poor and wants to reap huge, Mr Hindu. Wakatwe na panga or they could do the same to ya. Eying xmas as well with her accessories. The above photo is on Mcsleepy nelson Fb a/c like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/mcsleepy.nelson.39/videos/137986677798049/?t=0

They don’t want people to live good as accessories that makes life livable are now made in any nation shown in following tumblr a/c of this a/c, where they don’t want this as well, when cash placed online, they if u pay on credit daily, weekly or monthly u wont escape paying as it will be automated payment from ya phone provided ya phone got money, so out of this they fear their will be no bad debts out of escape or-else in prison or death, folks click the link below 4 more explanation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mQJaXwGPlg

Gino, that thing, hiyo kitu, they keep on saying as will uplift them or benefit from yet they know not the bulk of these writing are gotten from the net proved by the links displayed they claim they understand not or gotten from other people Fb sent to my a/c.

Kebi en kijana ma mande silwal, lando kuonde moko to ratenge other sides, to eye okwang, but periodically if he frawns or his manhood pissed off it erects looking upside the sky with round ball on top, kinda, warning women to try it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf7XwQzS0s4

You can as well apply the many sensor placed in the head of the sicks in developed nation as make them as sensors and place them per equal cm on the roof top in case 1 lands on top of ya roof it sounds the alarm system to ring like in the link below.

https://www.masimo.ca/products/continuous/root/root-sedline/

Duvet bag holder the transparent 1 they locate people who have bought such dovet and ask them 4 the same where they place duvet gotten from houses as most houses are left without the door closed and from nursing homes place them inside the bag and sell them as new and many people in USA knows how to make the same themselves even in Mexico and do the same b4 shipping them to other 3rd world nations.

Kebi was given chance by moch as we hear, the next day while brushing his teeth, do u know what he was telling mochnda as moch says secretly within herself, this 1 i will leave soon if not drunk. “Dawa moch, dawa ya nini, Colgate, wapi dawa, where is the toothbrush drug, medicine in a disgusted voice as if the owner of the house“ moch though he had slight headache or was a gimmick wanted not to get off her house.

wet cell will be eliminated completely together with the acid, sorry to those who works in those company as it will be replaced with like rechargeable phone/ camera batteries or just dry cells as the starter comp where the motor rotating the magnet to produce power can use 1.5 volts dry-cell, it means the above folks, where it can be placed inside household appliances to power them eliminating as well sockets and wires to those switches cutting revenue 4 firms involved in that category of production or eliminates wires to bulb if bulbs as well are made that way, the same way eliminate gas and cooking gas as gas is no 1 Forex exchange for middle east nations and Norway, as well destroying the economies of those nations. Christ with king of the jew to cement the truth. A new phenomenon, instead of getting to the gas station to fill ya car u branch to a shop or a chain-store not to buy gas but if u don’t use rechargeable cell, u buy a dry-cell to power ya machine like with motorbikes, lorries, buses, tractors, speed boats, yatch or airplane. Its like killing many not just 2 written in books with 1 stone as u can place 2 battery as 1 being used another charged b4 an automated exchange is done, mfalme wa ya whodi to bring reality of Christ made to dies not ya own thinking in another version as Worker and vineyard brings down the reality, yath are trees u can hang wind turbine or medication as chwa/okwaju, tamarind seed with treating Aids, Malaya i will be fucking giving them cash, so spare me of ya daughters and leave me all alone to do my thing, my 1-2 step slowly and softly as smoothly.

North Kenya was abysinia while part of North Tz was Italy, the owner will crush them to wretched end once they have know the machine making techniques which they migrated only cause they knew not at that time and Abysinia inhabitants were Chinese. Now u got the Sourer technology get to the planet u came from away from ours which u disturb us with creating havoc each day and night, get to ya own planet dude, Or what do u want with us dude, like luo to Pluto and kikuyou to Uranus and kisii likewise and many other similar character tribes i know not bro

If they used to telling people they drunk the blood of Christ and made others into meat when was still young at taking blood sample in hospital 4 diagnosis and when he died to make them sharp and still are locating him alive in other folks to do the same cheating other tribes to follow suit which blindly they want to engage in like with Killing kebi and doing the same.   Question arises and is, still Kebi is all alive like a dime yet they have made much tremendous developments in coming up with the very very machines u claimed or deluded people that if they drink his blood and some selected few will amount with wings like u. So its a pure lies, cause out of the following tumblr a/c of this even many African nations have made original gadgets without doing the same. Mr White-man my advice to ya, take your lies to ya self or will tantamount to acts of war, aint kidding dude. Now they have made sure they have blocked kebi ways as antagonize him with the locals so in times futurity not find a good place 4 burial as his corpse fears being exhumed with all the security measures he has explained explicitly laid down regarding exhumation of graves, u now want him to get to ya nation to do the same and eat him together with ya stupid Negros as now coming to Kenya is cumbersome out of all explanation that Kenya is not all that rich 4 u to come here cause u have learnt her tactics of wanting to make gadgets and artificial food as well as chemicals, disinfectants and gas to sell to ya even with Xmas lighting. So eating his corpse to facilitate the lie below only can easily happen in USA cause he is a stranger their and as usual no1 gives a hoot even of their own death or graves in the developed nations

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Buy Negro made smartphone in the link below or whirlpool home appliances

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Many such made drones like approaching bee or housefly in USA barracks fitted with guns and small detonators or grenade as bombs can finish the USA even in boot camps. Beatitude with Christ meaning and now made in Africa and the same African can make such anywhere. Even just a small made cylindrical plane controlled from the computer fitted with grenade launchers detonator at the mouth when directed to hit like a hard surface detonates and destroy the area and is dimmed a mini-missile and is now made right in Africa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfVR3luAMTk

https://techcrunch.com/2017/08/17/a-defense-company-put-a-machine-gun-on-a-drone/                                                                    

The alternator generators eliminates as well the below completely                  

https://www.tripplite.com/products/ups-buying-guide

If the earth is 16 km or in some parts 10 km, then instead of cremation hurl people down that hole to the outer space with a drone taking down photos so its not waited upon with another radar controlled drone for the reasons explained below

Lake Victoria unless reduced, if u got that picture u see the fire en-kindled on it stops as well as lake Trukana were expanded, if u fish on that water u risk going to hell or bathe and if you place or take a voyage on it and that’s why the whites left cause many fell in fire, if u eat neem tree and u place the deceased in ya mind u see them whether waiting in a bench or already in fire of safe outside. Lest u repent fervently. Lake cant be that shallow but but deep like Tanganyika, even fish from those lake if u eat u risk the same, eat from fish-ponds.

Uhuru and Raila and other transfiguring people 4 u, a panga cut, many, awaits ya in podium as i hear just like with the news anchor approaching people from either in-front or behind like in the song below with hand hell BMI machine, it will not go 4 long dude, though u manipulated me, yours also long gone and dead, now u got it kenya poor and dignitaries got no cash so even forcing poor folks with positions, kinda, silly not as previously thought. White blood cell counter machine is another sure way as well and see how it works in the links below as well

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isaXqowHZuU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCHB4GCyufE

https://www.jumia.co.ke/handy-stitch-electric-hand-held-mini-sewing-machine-26776619.html

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/hand+held+digital+bmi+machine.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=hand+held+digital+bmi+machine&isGalleryList=G

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SCrOAQt-6ws

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMNyi0XVYpU

Exhumation laws can be incorporated, in that the decease pays that amount to a certain company, either once or instruct the bank to pay monthly from his opened a/c, as this also opens employment, where like in every 5-10 years the grave is exhumed to ensure the grave safety and the explained below like casket taking or corpse and his attire aint done b4 again the grave sealed waiting again 4 the same period to do the same thing in-regards to how many years the deceased has placed his will where even wireless alarm systems and cameras fixed from below the grave but above the casket under bright lights illuminate the upper part of the grave to ensure no exhumation or if so rapid steps are taken to thwart the motives, bring shame and reality in the society of the explained above, the lights can be many depending on the bulb life span so if 1 burns up another is lit automatically or wirelessly as well can be placed on radar i.e in computers like in Skype 4 public or as in live you-tube

Mini-weight measuring machine even for scrap metal pickers or the vendors in the link below

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Travel-weigh-Portable-digital-Luggage-Scale_1881820448.html?spm=a2700.7724857.normalList.110.4d9e2cdatvY9JF

Booster tall metallic poles if u leave all that large like in Australia or Beverly hills in Carli4nia then take like 500 watt wires with electricity that are invincible and cross on top in a linear way to thwart those using drones from another compound to settle on ya roof top or balcony at night when u know not to, kinda, rob or ambush ya.

Even on shoe u can make holes or on shirts, suits, jackets, trousers that u discard on the bottom tip parts, so not to fund illicit activities and make other dignitary stay in power out of that cause its crystal clear the money they r payed though huge, u owe it out b4 it gets in living in debts lest u resorts on other gimmicks like in the above. Like with shoes on the tongue like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=parts+of+shoes&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM%253A%252C2bLgRANYR9J8fM%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kTw07wRxrMY4s-dyNEyW9dXVjg2Jg&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwih1amhhZrpAhUs8uAKHZdwD4cQ_h0wAHoECAsQBA&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM:

Desist from buying meat products, go 4 the walking animal or bird as organize many people then u share but keeping in mind if u help in eating a walking animal which can be extinct soon, u can find ya self in hell. Even corpse can be cut into pieces and made into any meat sold in restaurants. Go 4 the 1 which 1 u know has taken blood sample i.e like from cattle neck or intestine of fish and gets into the room and makes b4 selling unto ya, even human plasma makes the same and u r qualified eating corpse or even sausages, the feces of the dead makes the same. Got and sheep parable to bring reality, the blood u see or ascertain as Malachi 4 comes handy to bring u reality dude, desist but its ya choice bro

Ice placed in dough gives u as well big planes, internet, decoder servers, computers, medical equipment as well as office appliances and military vehicles or glass bottles or vice versa or any product u see when u place such. Now i have given the police my Id b4 i replace another to give them cash they r tracing. Now find i who transfigures and withdraw that cash, stop disturbing me dude, u coasterians wanting free things on their side but on ya side cant help ya as runs away from ya, u got Jamaica blood and nice with prostitution if ya land is poor but if rich many will long to work 4 u and that’s the reverse dude. U white-man sympathizers to still oppress of ya color. And now he wants still say i wanna be a politician, u poor, want to bar me so i die here be buried in rural area where they can exhume my grave and eat me, u cannibals while in temperate lands can be buried next to the road in an expensive inside the city grave where such explained above are hard, that’s all dude, i know well ya plans. I will never or see me campaign but if u insist give me that position on a silver platter and u see as siren gas made this way dude, the next morning u will be all corpse so God place me in hell fire, cause i have warned ya prior and nothing can be more christian to cement my long term truth that i hate ya but rather tolarates ya, 4 how long will i say this absurdity. Must end dude!!!

In a big cylinder, u place hay inside with water or the dirty river water of Africa as River Nyando or Yala or Congo then seal it in an airtight manner then in the dark spit saliva many people on the big container sides and boom that gas formed whether methane or siren gas b4 transferring into other small containers. Christ with transfiguration to bring out reality like in the links below

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/big+gas+cylinders.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=big+gas+cylinders&isGalleryList=G

Artificial fish is made with few or the fish intestine placed in ice flakes and many spit on the container that holds the above in the dark and boom the fish of ya type formed as much as with sugar and glucose. With detergents u place the detergent, chemicals, some few amount even with solid fat or applying oil using the same process as much as salt, it can as well be cold water same with finger lings, meat and most animal products as well as coin money and padlocks, bulbs or try with any product like in the above procedure. Even cereals and flour made that way, so they can bring about huge population, to make such and import and if u never know thats their supreme motive even with fuels made that way i.e ethanol, kerosene and car gas or cooking gas where such placed in big container or dirty flash sheet erosion water and the above gimmick done and boom ya gas type b4 transferred to tiny containers, even made with blood plasma of every animal as much as human mostly siren gas.

If truths wants to dawn about exhuming coffins, then lets us sample over 1000 graves in any part of the world mostly in cemetery and Africans buried in their rural homes, folks, i bet u will find the same and we can use, wireless camera to illuminate 4 folks to see the change in coffin or no coffin or parts of the corpse missing, so they know the same, so wanna bring violence so the truths sublime in war excuses as people exhumed the same 4 food as they are cannibal or sold the caskets cause at that time situations were hard. Inside the grave we can employ many lights that can be opened wirelessly in-case 1 burns to monitor the casket and those who can open to tamper with the same, it can harbor wireless camera with solar as described in other following tumblr a/c of this a/c period dude, to bring reality home.

Atuomo, owena, otuomokotugi, jowa said another passing by old woman. Ameachiwa wasee, anagong’a kungong’a

anyalo dhiye jela mang'eny donge,  owena anyono, steping on that thing like never b4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCS2mbIcbZw

When u wear the covid mask to make ya ears kitten like, it makes u not feel all that food appetite u used to when they were straight, the indictment with those people with such earlobes as their rapid anger so white-men want to capitalized on that to make people intermarry with such to bring such kids not to enjoy the delicious foods around esp E-Africa.

With the toilet described below, u can employ the combined harvester mouth to grind the fecal matter b4 pumping it into the sewer system to even not heap but to pump even 4 one person immediately while its not hollow where u aim the feces to fall to the grinder but have an enclosure, either automatic when u sit or in a push pull manner not to allow smell from below into the room. Like in the link below dude, the header

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=mouths+of+a+combined+harvester+tractor&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiZ-bfEkJXpAhXgA2MBHX8lDeIQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=FknKPA36S7ebOM

https://www.explainthatstuff.com/howcombineharvesterswork.html

The starter comps in the link below can be place 4 in a raw connected in a series connection to give 200 volts those of 48 volts while the (1) motor rotating the magnets on each either connected in parallel or series  or using a belt with 1 motor to rotate all the 3 other gears without a motor but with magnet on top of those other 3 gears, instead of heaping them (starter comp) above each other like described in the link below or u can use 4 such motors as the former. Just like in the diagram below on wood instead, u tell the devil just like with the alternator generator that was drawn in Kevinelson mondy Facebook a/c which many tried to make to bring confusion in town but now on shops as factory made as alternator generator or no fuel generator. History repeats itself dude and the same indictment we see has started falling on the above. Claimers to be of their tribe to benefit but luckily enough the comp is china made

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjJy7GRkZXpAhVWwIUKHRmbDKQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CERliceGC8emgBcAB4AIABsgKIAbwgkgEIMC4xMi43LjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=UGGtXsnjNdaAlwSZtrKgCg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=62AiHPwJeE5MOM

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=magnetic+rods

https://www.jumia.co.ke/robot-mini-bluetooth-wireless-speakers-fmmemorycardusb-25615476.html

The above can even use phone battery like in the links below or the photocopier belt system

https://www.google.com/search?q=mini%20photocopier%20belt%20systemimages&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACTXdvnNvcWCdImCQr_1v41iwKbbSMlQfltzEW_1uAG0RoBerqKyYa7xgOi6bS68SlmGEjVKxpfWrK11I_1jgq9ua3aPw7cV5BYQcUiqZZgPZfvY8WdwCO0Ua20gSK8HLdZeVzmhans9Acx2fOIqEgmQr_1v41iwKbRGJJSWIClGshioSCbSMlQfltzEWERY1SglsoC-uKhIJ_1uAG0RoBeroR4JcAgV334pgqEgmKyYa7xgOi6RHglwCBXffimCoSCbS68SlmGEjVETkJ0GNipgHJKhIJKxpfWrK11I8RBYP-ElKG2D0qEgnjgq9ua3aPwxHGxdziiM5D1CoSCbcV5BYQcUiqEY0ZrV6R0kltKhIJZZgPZfvY8WcRyRAivLSfEbIqEglwCO0Ua20gSBHYrYsKsi75dyoSCa8HLdZeVzmhEXTh2OEiVzAJKhIJans9Acx2fOIRPLI-n6U0ihNhiNhjPaUPuHU&client=ms-google-coop&hl=en&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCKiVuNKWlekCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAF&biw=1007&bih=615

The starter comp technology described above can be employed in stereos and TV that uses less than 40 volts, 1 such comp placed inside as inbuilt just as the TV with in-built decoder and with Gadgets that use more the 40 volts, i.e Fridges, blender, kettles, washing machine, oven, toasters, cookers can used the above that gives 200 volts, with iron box it will be big so can employ like 2 such above and used many watts small step up transformers, partially big than the normal iron box like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images%20of%20big%20electric%20iron%20boxes&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACdZBcnhUd_1MCImCvj8SfyIJzDlXjRCyxSGDYpAefpAOXAFBCCu2AaojmUHfK2BFywqsA2EIFp-EPLiuhIbzZKoZC2cS_1jUFmE6pOzxgGddQfUViIz3zmADEe4fuk64pfHmLNb5vPQQ9vbasqEgmvj8SfyIJzDhGLg0f9VsI0QyoSCVXjRCyxSGDYEcGr6IxUB_1hwKhIJpAefpAOXAFARHn0N59eJG48qEglCCu2AaojmUBHarGOAQJ7DDSoSCXfK2BFywqsAERzFTMBN-7_1lKhIJ2EIFp-EPLisRkqpRxlu6TkEqEgmhIbzZKoZC2RHalmOWYDwLayoSCcS_1jUFmE6pOEbrgn7DW-Z11KhIJzxgGddQfUVgR2Of2cAGWJPYqEgmIz3zmADEe4RGux46kynPPVyoSCfuk64pfHmLNEcznruoavwkyKhIJb5vPQQ9vbasRZjHVlt1sXUthFViGb9FHPvc&client=opera&hl=en-US&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCIjBsKz_lukCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAN&biw=967&bih=641

https://www.expertreviews.co.uk/home-appliances/1405852/best-steam-iron-the-best-steam-irons-to-buy-from-15

Ciara of USA, 50 cent, Knowles and like J-zay of yesterday we know and more are not those personalities rather others of same countenance or those who transforms as the drone they were using underneath as described above fell and no rescue to fall in land but just going down in the space, so they are long dead, if u wanna find out, this the answer those who transfigure into other Animals dont partake sour or bitter things and in-fact is more in African political figure and it should follow suit to avoid the former as u cant get a post if u fail to partake such described above to eradicate that shit once and for good with employing other feasible mechanisms such as Wireless BMI machines which are aim at ya the digits gotten

In-fact with explained in following tumblr a/c of this 1, as Lake Victoria was small and enlarged by making a big tunnel on its main draining to the sea rivers then on-top of the long tunnel, km and more heaped debris more than maybe even 100 meters 4 if the tunnel blocked the water dont over flow immediately but collects at the awasi border (Kendu bay homa bay road), the above was done and its crystal clear u see the lake drained its water in the Indian oceans and if u sturdy the East African Land topology, most likely the lake reached Nairobi, while the national park b4 the white relocated where animals gotten from Nyabondo plateau and transferred so in times futurity hamper the spread of the city 4 the better cause it was a lake land and could take ya to hell if u aint a fervent christian, so that will be their justification in time of judgement, has having an excuse, Jesus with Transfiguration another version to bring out reality. Friend get it straight like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+long+river+tunnels&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwi6tJK5_5bpAhVH04UKHZyfAiwQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+long+river+tunnels&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEAUQHjoGCAAQCBAeOgQIABAYUPTIOViUnDpg6KE6aAZwAHgAgAGMAogB0iWSAQYwLjIxLjSYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=M1uuXvrONsemlwScv4rgAg&bih=641&biw=967&client=opera&hl=en-US#imgrc=V7qOSZjCwZmBqM

Dont discard ya waste in plastic or metallic bottles or anything given to scrap dealership as u can combine such and sell and buy something meaningful 4 people in ya groups or society like motorbikes cause if u do the former u r promoting the bad character of wanting to eat in ya house trukana or Masai blooded who r now able even to bite and eat ya flesh in the midst of getting into ya conversation. Please thwart their motives dude.

Portacabin houses are now cheap, like 1 room goes 4 $200, so b4 the pursuit of processing ya green-card to avoid u being victimized u can buy such prior in rural America to go to instead of shelter or 1 house or school that increases the victimization index. In-fact should be placed in ya process ya green-card procedure with i.e like buying an E-Motorbike to aid u in ya movement in-case blocked. I went, i saw and i conquered the truths to tell ya, so a blessing in disguise. Once in a century appears 1 like Nelson but not always as mostly rarely. Not even ya education will help u at that time, in snow is cumbersome dude, lest u got the above or take a flight back home just like Kebi did homies.

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+portacabinhouses&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjM6bfplJXpAhVK_IUKHcR5A1sQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+portacabinhouses&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D5dVjChQFggYwBaABwAHgAgAHCAogB2wuSAQcwLjQuMi4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=LmWtXsyaM8r4lwTE843YBQ&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=k6XVHoMuSTuNrM

Wasee pigeni rungu, hambiya watu waache kung’edhia, hata peeni kebi motisha apige rung’u, awache kung’edhia ng’edhia tu hapo nyumba, madem ni wengi mno, hata hawo wanajidai madignitary wapige rungu, message from Hamphrey Eteni OF meridian nursing home in Kansas friend with Mike of the same at Via Christi Hospital

If know nothing u need to eat much to make u much fat 4 people to avoid ya as destroy ya brain as well vice versa with investigated sharp people and 1 of the reasons people grows wild over u and some cases police arrest if u eat much yet sharp, they want not, disturbs peoples mind.

Starter comp 4 kitchen that gives 48 volts if u connect 4 in a series connection way gives ya 200 volts rotating the a long shaft inside them with 1.5 V drycell mounted on a slight gear like the toy car wheel system to rotate more fast as finding 2 of such gear where after connecting to rotate on the other end still u find the same connect vice versa on the same end leaving the gear to be rotated by the motor to rotate the shaft cause its soft on that end more than the end connected on the end rotated by that motor on its soft gear part, i mean the part that rotates the wheel, kinda, the shaft can all magnet like the rod inside the radio which wires rolls on, the turning of station part, without placing a step up transformers dude like in the links below, or 8, 24 such below or 16, such 12 volts, Generic 1Pcs Mini Micro Small 3-phase Wind Turbines Hand Alternator Generator 3V-24v 12v. Unless i see i when i can believed as forwarded to me in my Facebook a/c

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2F640x0%2Fhttps%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2FDQmb35dGSrLrQoH1aErj2rcUBv4x4WnjAuWRNFxV6Yh6z2u%2Fam2.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemit.com%2Fteardown%2F%40proteus-h%2Finside-a-basic-am-fm-radio-receiver&tbnid=HEldBFO7PjMtxM&vet=12ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ..i&docid=8c1JTMtOXgosxM&w=640&h=360&q=images%20of%20parts%20of%20a%20small%20radio&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ

https://www.alignable.com/milford-oh/mikes-electronic-parts/crystal-radio-kit-3

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://favpng.com/png_view/car-lego-mindstorms-nxt-gear-lego-technic-transmission-png/90gEjrXz

Odila compounds in KSM migosi estate was where King Solomon house stood along time and besides the road at that time was where the lake started b4 River Nile was dug to shrink it as at that time it drains its water to red sea or Indian ocean in Somali, the mouth to the out let was at awasi border along kendu bay Homa bay road, they heap artificial made debris to make not the river flow again and if u pass their u see the land on this side hangs while the lake water kind wants to overcome the land and fall over but relatively far. They blocked it b4 leaving as it had much water falls that could generate electricity which could hamper they huge population motive as time gets by transport electricity below the earth crust to evade the sea to get big cash from the high population they are championing, even bringing people here from other spheres to facilitate the above truth. When the owner comes knows how to make military vehicles and what they don’t know, will cut ya into pieces, the Naphtali tribe, they feared war cause no point to fight yet they got no internet technology which the people they killed got, so had to relent but now they even know how to make home and office appliances that makes life movable. The Italians machines are the most sophisticated and durable, so imagine and that’s why the Guard tribe killed yesus thinking he will tell Italians the same and subdue them economically and in war dominance and get pride as Christ emanated from their tribe but don’t do that as they fear the explained above.

Buy America whirlpool, mabe or Mexican NAFTA home appliances bro in the link below, must stay ahead of competition to be good and accept reality, rather their goods wont be bought or discarded altogether if they join the bad like support America.

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=whirlpool+electronics+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=xxOtXt9ptciDB5CmhZgF&q=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&oq=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEBYQHjoICAAQFhAKEB46BQghEKABOgcIIRAKEKABOggIIRAWEB0QHjoECCEQFVDGIFiYbWCccmgAcAJ4AYABhgWIAYNKkgEKMi0zMS40LjAuMZgBAKABAqABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=made+home+appliances+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjA8eHmx5TpAhXnAGMBHb-aCdEQsAR6BAgIEAE

Artificial ground nuts, sunflower or sim sim used to make as well artificial oil is grinned not that much then much water added then many spit saliva in a big container in the dark and boom they are formed or a little oil on water in a container then the above done and boom the cooking oil. Christ with little kids to cement the truth.

Artificial made pineapple makes ya head shape cone shape 4 the better as the face shape of inverted cone piss many a woman or men but eat it ones and divorce its usage, cause much makes it more/much that way 4 kids to start their laughs or people thinks u r sick or malnourished.

https://www.google.com/search?q=+types+of+humanface+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwic_KKwyZTpAhWj8IUKHadaDywQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+types+of+humanface+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DvZFjzeGCRe2gAcAB4AIAB1wGIAZ8DkgEDMi0ymAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=EhatXpyrEqPhlwSntb3gAg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=AMD-5VEM6URHbM

Kebi saying where is that Mochanda and MAGDALENE who has refused to get into his love trap, playing not hard to get but rather star-bon, he has done all hairstyles but to no avail including changing attires, now he is signaling women around that his penis can be played with and looks up indirectly by wearing kiri kiri or akala with aerial like projections looking up to cement the truth of the above waiting finally 4 the 2 women say cause like he says he cant stand an erection thinking of them, warning them they can find themselves in hell out of that. Like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/AkalaShoes/photos/a.1538986833076066/1538986819742734/?type=3&theater

https://www.google.com/search?q=shapes+of+kenya+made+akala+or+kirikiri&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=1gU96dYBvwKD7M%253A%252CXWEfFtP77WZ96M%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kRjjYAf5GQs2pxz4fBRXqTZ6CDTRw&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjz-P-LxJTpAhXUDWMBHSRkCnMQ9QEwCHoECAgQBw#imgrc=1gU96dYBvwKD7M&imgdii=n0ndiNtGP-OnZM

Dough in ice or cold water make Radios, Tv, home appliances as well as office or medical equipment or glass/plastic bottles or containers. Ice in dough or cold water or vice versa makes artificial tea if u spit saliva in the dark, tiles, tires, guns or any military vehicle or ammunition and even toys and many more gadgets u come to see after u partake neem leaves in ya meditation.

Daily wages is sweet than that saved in the bank if relatively easy to get and can take ya too hell if u do it daily as opposed to people who r looked at who got much cash and life in danger of being robed hence applies tight security measures.

Those who love like kids or rice or play love flat lands with flash like water on them not dry. Those who love snacks love flat dry lands and its known dat way bro. Those who love cold mountainous lands love corpse and if u like such lands investigators think u r 1 and many taken to prison out of this even when u select online. Those who love plain lands or champions in explaining things love lands which are flat but not all that dry like lands which has just experienced slight flash rainfall. Food lovers loves partially hill places not rolling while those who love themselves loves the later rolling lands and its true and ya character known that way while those who love women love lands with water bodies as cities next to or generally people loving people character. Living in big cities creates another character of instilling chauvinism or class in u as vice versa, lands with few people breed love and ya character pegged on the above underlying truths

Pit latrine which are clean with water beneath when u shit in them gives ya the calmness of mind as directs ya or open ya ways bro, serious and try dude and toilets where feces fall on water b4 flashing wobbles ya mind and makes ya less sane scenario with many whites yet they know not but instead give those using pit latrine names as much as with negro folks. It should be made dry where if u sit the shit fall directly into the below part which can be made like 2 meters b4 the fecal mater heap to add much water to pump it to the sewer line using a water pump to avoid the explained above with mind wobbling period dude like in the link below

https://www.jumia.co.ke/k-water-pump-motor/

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=flashable+toilet+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjPxd2Pm5LpAhXYDmMBHZ86DVQQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

Now their is affirmative action with the new E-bikes which don’t spoil unless wares out in wheels or break parts after long and eliminates completely fuel money the previous use giving ya like 200% profit of the money u made using the gas powered 1, so women not complain or wait on men no-more, as they can buy the same to save their money they used on the same as transport while carrying other women they found on roads like in the links below or just organized to take women in the morning to town and drop them from work in the evening or when call made like from airport or hotels, women now is the time to pro-act and stop waiting on men as E-motorbike profit is huge. Like in the link below

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Flookaside.fbsbx.com%2Flookaside%2Fcrawler%2Fmedia%2F%3Fmedia_id%3D1475038859248143&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FEvalast.The.Future%2Fphotos%2Favailable-in-nairobi-kajiado-coming-to-kitui-town-next-week%2F1475038859248143%2F&tbnid=VXpF0JNl_oR8SM&vet=12ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg..i&docid=tsKCuYsNtfILhM&w=960&h=734&itg=1&q=e-motorcycles%20in%20nairobi%20images&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg

https://www.doit.com.ng/2019/12/04/do-you-know-mobile-toilets-are-goldmines-in-nigeria/

In the above link u take out the shit u don’t flash it out to the sewer line and its like the pit latrine gimmick above

Buy Zero USA made motorbikes in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=IturXsebG4_UUbGAmtAF&q=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&oq=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECCEQClCzxANY0OgDYOHuA2gAcAJ4AIABowKIAdMQkgEFMC4xLjiYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjHtOmDnZLpAhUPahQKHTGABloQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=zero+motorcycle+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjym8TCnZLpAhWt6uAKHaA_BlgQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

The know nothings wants u to join their bandwagon which if u refuse they say u hate not good looking people as u disrespect them, as talk much as them with their ears closed and mouth wide open, MR crocodile the Governor where is the utility of all ya Degree which theorem machine have u come up with to help masses or just talking in reproaches and planning hooliganism with hooligans, tell me dude, ya daughter in love with kebi wanna elope or what dude, talk Mr Governor or afraid wont get ya post again. They say Kenya good than USA without proper reasons b4 again saying they r Negros, if they get their they will send us much dollars, stop dude and figure out, they have not know yet how to make home appliances if we know a head of them will sell to them and be rich but now they have known the same as per the links below even with motorbikes. Stop Stop stop, accept u r defeated and lets move on

They still locate people houses to disrespect them and economy wont build that way on disrespect lines but stiff principles below which don’t select whether poor or rich and all ya dirty dubious ways explained below now blocked so source 4 others which r blocked as well. Google bro, now with cheap portacabin house like in Nigeria when other nations have learnt the same, placed in credit eliminate the vice u have heaped upon people 4 ages. Go to hell and die if u wanna dude!!! Locating folks with money to join them, bad character or if not so plan their downfall to start disrespecting them, or cut them in view of exhuming such people casket b4 they sell again even seats brought from Kansas should bore drilled holes as marks on the hind parts using a drill and with anything one left to thrift store or place outside their homes i.e plates that finds their way to Africa so we know they r from the USA to be made cheap or given as donation to thwart the old gimmicks of getting rich fast yet belittling the very people who are hardworking to buy the same. Kids get to the same rest rooms as parents and find feces particles of the later which breeds disrespect among families or people, houses ought to have different toilets to place a mark between parents,kids and visitors to avoid the above. Make ya toilet clean like 100% to avert the later.

Signs of a brighter day bro, we cant teach old Dogs new trick just let them lie as they know not of the below as a good turn deserves another period.

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro  ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below  

https://cleantechnica.com/2020/02/18/fika-mobility-wants-to-jumpstart-the-kenyan-electric-motorcycle-market-with-battery-swap-model/

The link below represent E-motorcycles which are Kenyan made called Fika, grab your today bro, now stop standing on the road to poke others or in a base to propel hooliganism lest arrest let the law be implemented as fast as the speed of sound period, thought it will never change, dude change will change ya if u don’t relent and obey, We arrived as tumefika not sluggards bro

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+from+which+country

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjQ9dG8qpDpAhXE8uAKHf1yCVcQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiQl_yGmZDpAhWK_IUKHeVLCJgQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C52gFYy4QCYI2MAmgAcAB4AIABnBGIAf80kgENMC4xLjUtMS41LjktMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=h8qqXtC3Mor5lwTll6HACQ&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-dUnless i

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

see a generator that uses a 1.5 v dry cell to generate 240 volts is when i can believe to alludes of CHRIST 1 disciple called Bartolomeo or just illusions. Can even use the phone battery charging technology as u charge another to replace it cause charging 1 battery and using it at the same time without replacing it cause landslides and heavy downpour. Like in the link below or can be automated in that if the battery reaches a certain voltages it becomes the charged 1 while the was charged 1 now rotates the shaft to produce power and it goes on and on

https://www.google.com/search?q=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjKv63ImJDpAhXI4YUKHTfFB00Q2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D7tAJY9PQCYPiDA2gAcAB4AIABjQeIAfoQkgEFNS0yLjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=BMqqXsqtH8jDlwS3ip_oBA&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiQl_yGmZDpAhWK_IUKHeVLCJgQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C52gFYy4QCYI2MAmgAcAB4AIABnBGIAf80kgENMC4xLjUtMS41LjktMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=h8qqXtC3Mor5lwTll6HACQ&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

Even electric bulbs and other accessories are made in euphorbia mixture with water where u place 1 sample of bulb and boom many are formed, torches as well and solar kits, even some phones.

Placing tea in dough and spit on the mixture gives even cooked chapati or raw, mandazi, other biscuits, cookies or cakes.

Put stains on shelter materials like clothing, nursing homes apparels like blankets, bed sheets, pillow or duvet that are permanent so if seen in the markets of other nation are barred from being bought as shame, kinda or make holes at the tip the around the hole sew it again to avoid over-tear to be a mark as above to discourage dubious ways of getting money leading to triumph belittling others for nothing who are industrious and yet know not of ya hidden dubious agendas. A people who are geared at forging the country ahead no-matter what as u joke and give in to play.

The plane in the link below can take to the sky up-to 5 years and used to transport the above using fissures on the earth crust to another nation as being controlled from the computer as a wire is rolled underground to emanate from these holes to make it not lose direction and fall or just a person b4 he hangs it on a hook after reaching the hole to the earth crust as the destination. It has a not 1 coil system to heat the siren gas cylinder but like 3 like the alternating press pen in that it rotates to change the coil if burns up as the wire that carries the same current to heat every coil has a red light to signal its working which if goes off means the coil aint working so u change another as switch a switch to rotate the 1 in use out as u remove it to allow another 1 works as much as having enough spares on the place to sail ya through

https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fbillionairetoys.com%2Frolls-royce-hybrid-powered-apus-i-5-demonstrator-aircraft%2F&psig=AOvVaw0rw7fAM8ZoGlwjmmQvQmMH&ust=1588338170462000&source=images&cd=vfe&ved=0CAkQjhxqFwoTCMjeofaakOkCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAD

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/699113542134647779/

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/funfair-carnival-games-children-adults-amusement-197508050

With tumblr a/c if the email is guessed and has more than 30 characters u cant get back and log in even if some1 gives ya the password period dude, get this straight, let it not be a debate bro lest wanna put up a fight even if u try to open that guessed like g mail a/c to send magic link to still get access to the same a/c u cant bro. Get it straight fellows and all my following tumblr a/c displayed in sirjustice104 r opened that way, so what u r saying u want to delete then take out a flight out the hood is a pure impossibility unless u attack the servers of tumblr company in Ny. Dude whats ya take or what u r up dude b4 u resort to wanting my food in a rich nation as u claim as rich people have developed another character away from the known behaving like poor people or b4 u look at my property to steal in open way or want to grab my manhood esp Mr Hindu doing roadside show businesses along the way. Accept defeat and lest move on, me i see thing in my eye like Robinson or Minaj booty in USA while me in Kenya but u, u only see 10 km radios, as u claim not me, if u were me u ought to see the same, fuck u Mr Hindu and stop ya sick open games and resort to hard works. In these day not even ya cash will aid ya period.

Even the photos of hairstyles and cuts of people when inserted on dough or used bottles, snow flakes or chaff make gadgets not necessarily cut heads that can be a target in political instigated even like demonstration, reason being the same above yet the normal people know not as u r targeted of hair-style to make with machines.

Any1 in life who has been a head of ya, manipulated ya in 1 way or another their is away u get him in life, just like in a movie some good get bullet shots to teach u the same that also u with another aint spared and how life is, even with America, Eu or Asia, most African nations have come up with machines ahead of them and are left in awe as long they used to say its the skin color that makes them think as opposed to Africans. Question fellows where is that gimmicks, even those ahead in class u get them as later in life ahead of them in cash and they get perplexed as they were tought aint right as not only school define life, so can advice others to take another course of life. Christ with prostitutes going to hell ahead of u. Folks some people r never judged after death cause their sins minimal and many wonder that judgement houses like in Minneapolis to small 4 50 million-people who die annually as per records.

The people who are not all that bad in life gets to the bottom cold floors of hell as described below in hot lands and vice versa in cold lands like the tundra, those bad get to the hottest floor bearing the above in mind, neither bad nor good gets in the middle and as well what was ya favorite city temp, so they fight the reverse to get where u did not want whether hot or cold.

Volt meter on planes need not capacitor or place 2 after and b4 the capacitor as placing 1 b4 only tells of power past SCC but the capacitor as well can burn and it doesn’t show that rather if u place them many even 5 in a parallel connection.

The police like, coast, Jamaica blooded men, find new excuse as argument cause u have thwarted their thinking, now where is ya mask which if covid is over we don’t know the new slogan they will put on their lips every-time and another is about the home appliances, guys who are making these things after u read my tumblr a/c, purely is me giving them the guiding-lines to make such but little did u know they start to quarrel with me again on something am championing to defeat Mr white man as buy from ya country and discard from nations that supports the derailment of the above but if they change still u can hang on their gadgets as excuse can be ya home made are detriment to the eye while their not that bad, so folks they build up animosity if i say the same that u ought to buy from ya nation on what i have help build. Bad character anyway as u have blocked them to kill ya and eat ya corps so they hold grudges upon ya. Its a new debate with ya all together.

Most never wants to love kids as situation aint still good and loop holes r going to be blocked, so have known the same, so by locating those who eat they send dem kids to ya and you knowing u don’t love them as it makes u feel bad as kinda, an umbrella opens up on ya mind and close the nerves of ya senses in ya brain to stop u from thinking, so many hate kids around them and many give them names yet they know not the above or just know to wanna spread the raising kid expenses to others or give ya names or maybe they teach ya of the same to look into how u can make people love simple life cause maybe they see u can do it and have not realized not. It goes this way in life, u cant expect me to accommodate others in my house yet me i was not accommodated rather was terrorized with my peers around me and chased by grown ups, scratch my back i scratch yours is the norm of the day, get it straight dude, never just give people names yet u don’t understand their past, its a spirit that needs to be eliminated with tricks to reverse the above.

Artificial foods Af just like Africa with mad, breed belittlement on you to people around you,kinda, it snatch out respect out of ya and many are sent to investigate as eating corpse described above as it will be part of judgement in life after death with like appendix, kinda,1 sees u like useless, weightless as flying to indicate the above, u wont deny in hell everything got side-effects even if eating in secrecy or corners.

Blessed are the comic, 4 they shall inherit the earth, without china i could be in bondage as Eu nations would not have made the same alternator generator to at-least calm the situation but Nigeria had made it, if at all they did not made it they could have helped liberate the situation. Planes should be made like comic plane to avert plane fall and they above employed as the running along the middle parachute or individual ones placed inside the plane 4 the same.

The starter comp 4 kitchen alternator resembling the motorbike 1 in the link bellow can be made big like of much wire and a big portion of magnet to instead of producing 24 volts as specified bellow produces 220 volts where it can overtate complete alternator generator for better/good as well in the link below as it will be small and can use like one 1.5 V dry-cell creating a new wonder or phenomena in the world of innovation without passing via an electric inverter. Make work easy, pro-act dude instead of reproaches

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=no+fuel+generator

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fi.ytimg.com%2Fvi%2FtiKH48EMgKE%2Fmaxresdefault.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DtiKH48EMgKE&tbnid=67CDPehP1h5X3M&vet=12ahUKEwjK3LzEv4_pAhVR8IUKHWJMDpMQMygZegQIARA7..i&docid=onZ-cF4VZzPkIM&w=1280&h=720&q=the%20most%20cheapest%20alternator%20generator&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjK3LzEv4_pAhVR8IUKHWJMDpMQMygZegQIARA7

When made it will something like the describe gadget in the link below powering ya house or ya business premise, in fact its portable and can walk with it alongside ya and never feel the pinch

https://wxnaiermic.en.made-in-china.com/product/pCvnqjxoHYkE/China-500W-12V-24V-48V-Three-Phase-Low-Rpm-AC-Pmg-Permanent-Magnet-Alternator-Generator.html

Africa is like the head of some1, so countries on the back of the head as west African states will have the day with speedboat or yacht transport via the sea to America as much as parcel delivery and on the nose as horn of Africa and North Africa nations bordering the sea after good roads developed as well as railway. With tumblr a/c if u follow no-1 u cant shift the a/c or if u use a browser like opera mini or chrome u cant do the above or when creating the a/c u used a pass-code more than 30 characters u can log in again even if u know the created password. And on Instagram or FB i just search the country name and find where to comments and follow them or send personal text b4 they react and u can check on my following how many nations i have done the same, in fact all nations of the world, so if u ambush me out of wanting that to be ya own u r on wrong side of history as they got the same and moreover i have searched under google to post to ya on my following tumblr a/c what they have made period dude. Dude what now do u want? Answer me homie!!!

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro  ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below while 1 made out of Euphorbia after long protrudes ya 4head out as Malachi 4 cements the truth another version. They are gays so guides ya women to leave u hoping they will be yours in short time which they find not easy and that’s the gimmick, “we have been warned“ mostly dignitaries and lazy men in society. Resort to bar soap women with barnabas to guide ya!!

Siri Lanka speed boats r too expensive, this the quotation they tell me for their boats, compare with china made ones bro b4 selling to respect fellows

50-60 feet semi long line vessels $120000-150000

https://cleantechnica.com/2020/02/18/fika-mobility-wants-to-jumpstart-the-kenyan-electric-motorcycle-market-with-battery-swap-model/

U can opt 4 the below machines in the link below

https://www.agrimachines.co.ke/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=4&Itemid=104

kebi could not stop saying moch nyimi long'o as he was giving it unto her

Houses are even made with cereal chaff or the remains of harvested cereals like with maize, millet etc, where foundation dug only they the above heaped even with garbage and u can fence to hold them in place, b4 in the dark many spit upon the above and boom the house of ya type u inserted many photos of gotten from the net formed even with city buildings, bridges and sky scrappers.

On the wireless alarm system to call ya phone after subscribing 4 unlimited with like cricket as explained in 1 of the following tumblr a/c of sirjustice200 u can use the radio call in the link below instead but 4 short distance if u leave by

https://www.jumia.co.ke/boafeng-bf-888s-16-channel-two-way-radio-3w-27823759.html?seller_product=1

For the 1.5 volts battery described above u can use these ones instead of phone battery if u like or wanna as u replace each after 1 finishes in power

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-or-16208-pcs-3.7v-cr123a-16340-2800mah-yellow-gtl-rechargeable-li-ion-battery-yellow-25951617.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-12pcs-vtc6-3.7v-2500mah-li-ion-rechargeable-18650-battery-18650-charger-purple-2-groove-24820891.html

some truths as well make money via blockchain like in the link below            

https://www.blockchain.com/ and remote controlled kid boat        

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+remote+controlled+boats+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwioha2U9pzpAhUH9BoKHQAPAcwQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+remote+controlled+boats+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoCCAA6BggAEAgQHjoECAAQGFDYyBVYr4oWYK-NFmgAcAB4AYABsAOIAdc3kgEKMC4xLjI1LjMuMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=xXaxXuiOD4foa4CehOAM&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.facebook.com/mcsleepy.nelson.39/videos/pcb.138322994431084/138322891097761/?type=3&__tn__=HH-R-R&eid=ARBRnzBYXghWeHUuldbr-0ovmbHV1kW7A74Xja3s6Bt8qy4kS69xQOnIwxMbboJOXeuK2hrCKrj-jzFM

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Kebi saying with like a voice that mourned yesterday but now tired, Mochanda peana hiyo kitu, chini ya paja, kwenye surwali, wacha kukuwa ngumu, ambiye magdalin piya apeane hicho kitu. Wachakuwa mchoyo, haikulwi au ngoleka.

When no fuel or alternator generator has been made cheap, then stop telling 1 to still make it buy dude, as cheap as $ 50, then what do u want.

The starter comp like 4 kitchen in the link below can produce up-to 24-48 volts when rotated with 1.5 V motor with like 3 other gear to make it soft to rotate much bigger magnet to produce much power and take long as not to burden the circulation of current inside the motor wires to make the dry-cell weakens 1st

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

And the current should be much to be reduced to constant 12 volts to power the motor so even if the battery is like 30% to die still it produces 12 to make it overstay like even in a 12 hour journey b4 u replenish another 1 or changed the charged 1. The solar charger controller scc technology can help us with that and if 4 household take like 6, 48 such comps to give ya 300 Volts which again can have a scc that maintains the power like at 100-200 volts still being used by home or office appliances as that alternator generator that harbors the 6 comps can use 1 single dry-cell 4 like the whole day and friends this a new happiness altogether as a new happening or unbelievable twist upon which people are waiting to see as the doubting thomases as Bartholomew with Christ resurrection, saying “Unless he sees the marks is when he can believe that is that simple boy who has come up with the invention described above“ KEVIN Dawa rather Dawe of Minnesota.

The wet cell of already made E-vehicles or motorbikes as generators can be made using the technology above, where such are placed inside and still the legacy of the above innovation still lingers on. like in the link below makes still not branching to a near by gas station but to a chain-store or shop to buy another battery to replace the finished 1 with a new reality

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=motorcycles+cell+ups+batteries

When u said u want to delete the information on the following of sirjustice200 tumblr a/c and u have learnt u cant do the same better stop dude and move to ya own nation as previously thought. What do u want do and eating corpse as 1 of ya plans also blocked dude. Get to ya nation, wasting ya time, kinda bro, u will not win better quit early or now, if u cant separate them, leave them dude cause they want u not to join them cause u aint equals but of wired characters period dude, You stupid Mr Hindu or White male man.

Mochanda molo cha palo en-kende emathunde otiye kole mabel, kolo okomiya time as am wasting his time ka luonge, osungolena, anbe adwanyise ni kolo angithunde mochung ekola kaka mekego,okoblo kelo na sunga meke. Kebi was cought saying that late last night and infact he is in puberty with swollen nipple, that condition as signs 4 puberty 4 males or we know not maybe cancer.

Their is a new gimmick in them, want ya food like every hr from dusk untill dawn claiming they want folks to leave them, what is that u want folks to leave u alone so develop that bad character, nothing dude, want to hack a/c as above and kill the owner which has been blocked, then resort to advising ya women to leave ya thinking they will win u as gay, which if proves futile organize ya ambush liaising with even dignitaries and foreign embassies or bringing their kids next to ya claiming u have refused to feed them, yet still they are in pride and mark u the father to that kid aint dead or lame, still alive and gets to town very early in the morning, if u refuse the same they claim u r, kinda, beating kids in secrecy which they investigate not sending hooligans with even panga or rod to ambush ya like above, which if u ran away they get into ya house and still cause at that time ya door is opened, they time ya or send kids to ya house to ransack to later tell criminals of ya property b4 they still again which if u refuse the same they say the above on kids, Folks sickening and tiring. They don't want ya to eat but with them eating claiming they r investigating ya if u love others food or glutton or of bad eye as if they are very important eyeing the same above which has been blocked dude. Finally they belittle ya but want ya food to the point of creating a fight, the masai character in them, investigating ya spending manner b4 again they bring their kids to ya or want ya food but still with pride Kenya is better than USA or on that road. Folks some people get to other nations cause they hate early morning argument or talks heading nowhere which is peculiar in Kenya, tires u and makes u hungry, eating much food which they hate and since they know side effect of morning arguments as eating much or needs food to send u again their kids and want ya food and give u names that u r masai blooded so u should accommodate them as u see things on ya eye so u r Hindu blooded so u should as well accommodate them which if u refuse they again resort to being gay on ya or to the vices explained above. Another bad trait is they think u want what they are up-to or want, which if u love is intense jealousy but don't like they became futile with ya as starts investigating ya and giving ya names, like with women now its crystal clear they will never get as the a/c cant be hacked and deleted as make it theirs officially to get pride. Very very bed in deed, very very bad character indeed but happy are we, its long overdue.

What they had not known 4 many centuries kebi knew at 9 years of age, how to make machines, the Negro in slavery, pissing u off, kinda and he brought even more that could not be invented in-case he died. Even made ya to protest as wants good life and come back to Africa so to learn the same and go back. U hold grudges out of that 1, u stupid braggart Mr Negro.

When the Embassy liaises with criminals to thwart 1 ambition in another nation then they should close down altogether cause to deliver what they were mandated to deliver proves futile but rather engages in dubious dirty activities at 1st they claimed they were championing 4 as well as the University sending hooligans to do the same to returned foreign student in their nation even monitoring their eating habits then it calls 4 immediate resignation of every official in that campus to pave way 4 new who knows ya not but USA wrecked, as the Government even sponsors terrorism via internet money they have refused to eliminate. Kinda, Good Girl gone bad Gimmick.

solar power yacht in the link beside

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=generator+made+in+nigeria+yacht+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjyosCtrZrpAhWjqHEKHbToCpYQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=35LIQMFRqoB9AM                                                                      

Vomitting, tea sound as artificial tea has finished them, could have left u once u said Mr Hindu gets money off 2goinvoice- wacha, wide eye, wanatowa, casket the wsu and USA at large meaning. Now they want to put a price tag, that u can get out of the joining if u pay an extra amount cause they r poor and wants to reap huge, Mr Hindu. Wakatwe na panga or they could do the same to ya. Eying xmas as well with her accessories. The above photo is on Mcsleepy nelson Fb a/c like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/mcsleepy.nelson.39/videos/137986677798049/?t=0

They don’t want people to live good as accessories that makes life livable are now made in any nation shown in following tumblr a/c of this a/c, where they don’t want this as well, when cash placed online, they if u pay on credit daily, weekly or monthly u wont escape paying as it will be automated payment from ya phone provided ya phone got money, so out of this they fear their will be no bad debts out of escape or-else in prison or death, folks click the link below 4 more explanation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mQJaXwGPlg

Gino, that thing, hiyo kitu, they keep on saying as will uplift them or benefit from yet they know not the bulk of these writing are gotten from the net proved by the links displayed they claim they understand not or gotten from other people Fb sent to my a/c.

Kebi en kijana ma mande silwal, lando kuonde moko to ratenge other sides, to eye okwang, but periodically if he frawns or his manhood pissed off it erects looking upside the sky with round ball on top, kinda, warning women to try it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf7XwQzS0s4

You can as well apply the many sensor placed in the head of the sicks in developed nation as make them as sensors and place them per equal cm on the roof top in case 1 lands on top of ya roof it sounds the alarm system to ring like in the link below.

https://www.masimo.ca/products/continuous/root/root-sedline/

Duvet bag holder the transparent 1 they locate people who have bought such dovet and ask them 4 the same where they place duvet gotten from houses as most houses are left without the door closed and from nursing homes place them inside the bag and sell them as new and many people in USA knows how to make the same themselves even in Mexico and do the same b4 shipping them to other 3rd world nations.

Kebi was given chance by moch as we hear, the next day while brushing his teeth, do u know what he was telling mochnda as moch says secretly within herself, this 1 i will leave soon if not drunk. “Dawa moch, dawa ya nini, Colgate, wapi dawa, where is the toothbrush drug, medicine in a disgusted voice as if the owner of the house“ moch though he had slight headache or was a gimmick wanted not to get off her house.

wet cell will be eliminated completely together with the acid, sorry to those who works in those company as it will be replaced with like rechargeable phone/ camera batteries or just dry cells as the starter comp where the motor rotating the magnet to produce power can use 1.5 volts dry-cell, it means the above folks, where it can be placed inside household appliances to power them eliminating as well sockets and wires to those switches cutting revenue 4 firms involved in that category of production or eliminates wires to bulb if bulbs as well are made that way, the same way eliminate gas and cooking gas as gas is no 1 Forex exchange for middle east nations and Norway, as well destroying the economies of those nations. Christ with king of the jew to cement the truth. A new phenomenon, instead of getting to the gas station to fill ya car u branch to a shop or a chain-store not to buy gas but if u don’t use rechargeable cell, u buy a dry-cell to power ya machine like with motorbikes, lorries, buses, tractors, speed boats, yatch or airplane. Its like killing many not just 2 written in books with 1 stone as u can place 2 battery as 1 being used another charged b4 an automated exchange is done, mfalme wa ya whodi to bring reality of Christ made to dies not ya own thinking in another version as Worker and vineyard brings down the reality, yath are trees u can hang wind turbine or medication as chwa/okwaju, tamarind seed with treating Aids, Malaya i will be fucking giving them cash, so spare me of ya daughters and leave me all alone to do my thing, my 1-2 step slowly and softly as smoothly.

North Kenya was abysinia while part of North Tz was Italy, the owner will crush them to wretched end once they have know the machine making techniques which they migrated only cause they knew not at that time and Abysinia inhabitants were Chinese. Now u got the Sourer technology get to the planet u came from away from ours which u disturb us with creating havoc each day and night, get to ya own planet dude, Or what do u want with us dude, like luo to Pluto and kikuyou to Uranus and kisii likewise and many other similar character tribes i know not bro

If they used to telling people they drunk the blood of Christ and made others into meat when was still young at taking blood sample in hospital 4 diagnosis and when he died to make them sharp and still are locating him alive in other folks to do the same cheating other tribes to follow suit which blindly they want to engage in like with Killing kebi and doing the same.   Question arises and is, still Kebi is all alive like a dime yet they have made much tremendous developments in coming up with the very very machines u claimed or deluded people that if they drink his blood and some selected few will amount with wings like u. So its a pure lies, cause out of the following tumblr a/c of this even many African nations have made original gadgets without doing the same. Mr White-man my advice to ya, take your lies to ya self or will tantamount to acts of war, aint kidding dude. Now they have made sure they have blocked kebi ways as antagonize him with the locals so in times futurity not find a good place 4 burial as his corpse fears being exhumed with all the security measures he has explained explicitly laid down regarding exhumation of graves, u now want him to get to ya nation to do the same and eat him together with ya stupid Negros as now coming to Kenya is cumbersome out of all explanation that Kenya is not all that rich 4 u to come here cause u have learnt her tactics of wanting to make gadgets and artificial food as well as chemicals, disinfectants and gas to sell to ya even with Xmas lighting. So eating his corpse to facilitate the lie below only can easily happen in USA cause he is a stranger their and as usual no1 gives a hoot even of their own death or graves in the developed nations

Click the link below to get 100% software made in Benin 4 smartphone

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Buy Negro made smartphone in the link below or whirlpool home appliances

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=blue+advance+smartphones+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwibjLfbx5fpAhUKDxQKHWoBCn0QsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=632  

Many such made drones like approaching bee or housefly in USA barracks fitted with guns and small detonators or grenade as bombs can finish the USA even in boot camps. Beatitude with Christ meaning and now made in Africa and the same African can make such anywhere. Even just a small made cylindrical plane controlled from the computer fitted with grenade launchers detonator at the mouth when directed to hit like a hard surface detonates and destroy the area and is dimmed a mini-missile and is now made right in Africa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfVR3luAMTk

https://techcrunch.com/2017/08/17/a-defense-company-put-a-machine-gun-on-a-drone/                                                                    

The alternator generators eliminates as well the below completely                  

https://www.tripplite.com/products/ups-buying-guide

If the earth is 16 km or in some parts 10 km, then instead of cremation hurl people down that hole to the outer space with a drone taking down photos so its not waited upon with another radar controlled drone for the reasons explained below

Lake Victoria unless reduced, if u got that picture u see the fire en-kindled on it stops as well as lake Trukana were expanded, if u fish on that water u risk going to hell or bathe and if you place or take a voyage on it and that’s why the whites left cause many fell in fire, if u eat neem tree and u place the deceased in ya mind u see them whether waiting in a bench or already in fire of safe outside. Lest u repent fervently. Lake cant be that shallow but but deep like Tanganyika, even fish from those lake if u eat u risk the same, eat from fish-ponds.

Uhuru and Raila and other transfiguring people 4 u, a panga cut, many, awaits ya in podium as i hear just like with the news anchor approaching people from either in-front or behind like in the song below with hand hell BMI machine, it will not go 4 long dude, though u manipulated me, yours also long gone and dead, now u got it kenya poor and dignitaries got no cash so even forcing poor folks with positions, kinda, silly not as previously thought. White blood cell counter machine is another sure way as well and see how it works in the links below as well

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isaXqowHZuU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCHB4GCyufE

https://www.jumia.co.ke/handy-stitch-electric-hand-held-mini-sewing-machine-26776619.html

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/hand+held+digital+bmi+machine.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=hand+held+digital+bmi+machine&isGalleryList=G

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SCrOAQt-6ws

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMNyi0XVYpU

Exhumation laws can be incorporated, in that the decease pays that amount to a certain company, either once or instruct the bank to pay monthly from his opened a/c, as this also opens employment, where like in every 5-10 years the grave is exhumed to ensure the grave safety and the explained below like casket taking or corpse and his attire aint done b4 again the grave sealed waiting again 4 the same period to do the same thing in-regards to how many years the deceased has placed his will where even wireless alarm systems and cameras fixed from below the grave but above the casket under bright lights illuminate the upper part of the grave to ensure no exhumation or if so rapid steps are taken to thwart the motives, bring shame and reality in the society of the explained above, the lights can be many depending on the bulb life span so if 1 burns up another is lit automatically or wirelessly as well can be placed on radar i.e in computers like in Skype 4 public or as in live you-tube

Mini-weight measuring machine even for scrap metal pickers or the vendors in the link below

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Travel-weigh-Portable-digital-Luggage-Scale_1881820448.html?spm=a2700.7724857.normalList.110.4d9e2cdatvY9JF

Booster tall metallic poles if u leave all that large like in Australia or Beverly hills in Carli4nia then take like 500 watt wires with electricity that are invincible and cross on top in a linear way to thwart those using drones from another compound to settle on ya roof top or balcony at night when u know not to, kinda, rob or ambush ya.

Even on shoe u can make holes or on shirts, suits, jackets, trousers that u discard on the bottom tip parts, so not to fund illicit activities and make other dignitary stay in power out of that cause its crystal clear the money they r payed though huge, u owe it out b4 it gets in living in debts lest u resorts on other gimmicks like in the above. Like with shoes on the tongue like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=parts+of+shoes&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM%253A%252C2bLgRANYR9J8fM%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kTw07wRxrMY4s-dyNEyW9dXVjg2Jg&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwih1amhhZrpAhUs8uAKHZdwD4cQ_h0wAHoECAsQBA&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM:

Desist from buying meat products, go 4 the walking animal or bird as organize many people then u share but keeping in mind if u help in eating a walking animal which can be extinct soon, u can find ya self in hell. Even corpse can be cut into pieces and made into any meat sold in restaurants. Go 4 the 1 which 1 u know has taken blood sample i.e like from cattle neck or intestine of fish and gets into the room and makes b4 selling unto ya, even human plasma makes the same and u r qualified eating corpse or even sausages, the feces of the dead makes the same. Got and sheep parable to bring reality, the blood u see or ascertain as Malachi 4 comes handy to bring u reality dude, desist but its ya choice bro

Ice placed in dough gives u as well big planes, internet, decoder servers, computers, medical equipment as well as office appliances and military vehicles or glass bottles or vice versa or any product u see when u place such. Now i have given the police my Id b4 i replace another to give them cash they r tracing. Now find i who transfigures and withdraw that cash, stop disturbing me dude, u coasterians wanting free things on their side but on ya side cant help ya as runs away from ya, u got Jamaica blood and nice with prostitution if ya land is poor but if rich many will long to work 4 u and that’s the reverse dude. U white-man sympathizers to still oppress of ya color. And now he wants still say i wanna be a politician, u poor, want to bar me so i die here be buried in rural area where they can exhume my grave and eat me, u cannibals while in temperate lands can be buried next to the road in an expensive inside the city grave where such explained above are hard, that’s all dude, i know well ya plans. I will never or see me campaign but if u insist give me that position on a silver platter and u see as siren gas made this way dude, the next morning u will be all corpse so God place me in hell fire, cause i have warned ya prior and nothing can be more christian to cement my long term truth that i hate ya but rather tolarates ya, 4 how long will i say this absurdity. Must end dude!!!

In a big cylinder, u place hay inside with water or the dirty river water of Africa as River Nyando or Yala or Congo then seal it in an airtight manner then in the dark spit saliva many people on the big container sides and boom that gas formed whether methane or siren gas b4 transferring into other small containers. Christ with transfiguration to bring out reality like in the links below

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/big+gas+cylinders.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=big+gas+cylinders&isGalleryList=G

Artificial fish is made with few or the fish intestine placed in ice flakes and many spit on the container that holds the above in the dark and boom the fish of ya type formed as much as with sugar and glucose. With detergents u place the detergent, chemicals, some few amount even with solid fat or applying oil using the same process as much as salt, it can as well be cold water same with finger lings, meat and most animal products as well as coin money and padlocks, bulbs or try with any product like in the above procedure. Even cereals and flour made that way, so they can bring about huge population, to make such and import and if u never know thats their supreme motive even with fuels made that way i.e ethanol, kerosene and car gas or cooking gas where such placed in big container or dirty flash sheet erosion water and the above gimmick done and boom ya gas type b4 transferred to tiny containers, even made with blood plasma of every animal as much as human mostly siren gas.

If truths wants to dawn about exhuming coffins, then lets us sample over 1000 graves in any part of the world mostly in cemetery and Africans buried in their rural homes, folks, i bet u will find the same and we can use, wireless camera to illuminate 4 folks to see the change in coffin or no coffin or parts of the corpse missing, so they know the same, so wanna bring violence so the truths sublime in war excuses as people exhumed the same 4 food as they are cannibal or sold the caskets cause at that time situations were hard. Inside the grave we can employ many lights that can be opened wirelessly in-case 1 burns to monitor the casket and those who can open to tamper with the same, it can harbor wireless camera with solar as described in other following tumblr a/c of this a/c period dude, to bring reality home.

Atuomo, owena, otuomokotugi, jowa said another passing by old woman. Ameachiwa wasee, anagong’a kungong’a

anyalo dhiye jela mang'eny donge,  owena anyono, steping on that thing like never b4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCS2mbIcbZw

When u wear the covid mask to make ya ears kitten like, it makes u not feel all that food appetite u used to when they were straight, the indictment with those people with such earlobes as their rapid anger so white-men want to capitalized on that to make people intermarry with such to bring such kids not to enjoy the delicious foods around esp E-Africa.

With the toilet described below, u can employ the combined harvester mouth to grind the fecal matter b4 pumping it into the sewer system to even not heap but to pump even 4 one person immediately while its not hollow where u aim the feces to fall to the grinder but have an enclosure, either automatic when u sit or in a push pull manner not to allow smell from below into the room. Like in the link below dude, the header

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=mouths+of+a+combined+harvester+tractor&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiZ-bfEkJXpAhXgA2MBHX8lDeIQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=FknKPA36S7ebOM

https://www.explainthatstuff.com/howcombineharvesterswork.html

The starter comps in the link below can be place 4 in a raw connected in a series connection to give 200 volts those of 48 volts while the (1) motor rotating the magnets on each either connected in parallel or series  or using a belt with 1 motor to rotate all the 3 other gears without a motor but with magnet on top of those other 3 gears, instead of heaping them (starter comp) above each other like described in the link below or u can use 4 such motors as the former. Just like in the diagram below on wood instead, u tell the devil just like with the alternator generator that was drawn in Kevinelson mondy Facebook a/c which many tried to make to bring confusion in town but now on shops as factory made as alternator generator or no fuel generator. History repeats itself dude and the same indictment we see has started falling on the above. Claimers to be of their tribe to benefit but luckily enough the comp is china made

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjJy7GRkZXpAhVWwIUKHRmbDKQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CERliceGC8emgBcAB4AIABsgKIAbwgkgEIMC4xMi43LjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=UGGtXsnjNdaAlwSZtrKgCg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=62AiHPwJeE5MOM

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=magnetic+rods

https://www.jumia.co.ke/robot-mini-bluetooth-wireless-speakers-fmmemorycardusb-25615476.html

The above can even use phone battery like in the links below or the photocopier belt system

https://www.google.com/search?q=mini%20photocopier%20belt%20systemimages&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACTXdvnNvcWCdImCQr_1v41iwKbbSMlQfltzEW_1uAG0RoBerqKyYa7xgOi6bS68SlmGEjVKxpfWrK11I_1jgq9ua3aPw7cV5BYQcUiqZZgPZfvY8WdwCO0Ua20gSK8HLdZeVzmhans9Acx2fOIqEgmQr_1v41iwKbRGJJSWIClGshioSCbSMlQfltzEWERY1SglsoC-uKhIJ_1uAG0RoBeroR4JcAgV334pgqEgmKyYa7xgOi6RHglwCBXffimCoSCbS68SlmGEjVETkJ0GNipgHJKhIJKxpfWrK11I8RBYP-ElKG2D0qEgnjgq9ua3aPwxHGxdziiM5D1CoSCbcV5BYQcUiqEY0ZrV6R0kltKhIJZZgPZfvY8WcRyRAivLSfEbIqEglwCO0Ua20gSBHYrYsKsi75dyoSCa8HLdZeVzmhEXTh2OEiVzAJKhIJans9Acx2fOIRPLI-n6U0ihNhiNhjPaUPuHU&client=ms-google-coop&hl=en&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCKiVuNKWlekCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAF&biw=1007&bih=615

The starter comp technology described above can be employed in stereos and TV that uses less than 40 volts, 1 such comp placed inside as inbuilt just as the TV with in-built decoder and with Gadgets that use more the 40 volts, i.e Fridges, blender, kettles, washing machine, oven, toasters, cookers can used the above that gives 200 volts, with iron box it will be big so can employ like 2 such above and used many watts small step up transformers, partially big than the normal iron box like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images%20of%20big%20electric%20iron%20boxes&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACdZBcnhUd_1MCImCvj8SfyIJzDlXjRCyxSGDYpAefpAOXAFBCCu2AaojmUHfK2BFywqsA2EIFp-EPLiuhIbzZKoZC2cS_1jUFmE6pOzxgGddQfUViIz3zmADEe4fuk64pfHmLNb5vPQQ9vbasqEgmvj8SfyIJzDhGLg0f9VsI0QyoSCVXjRCyxSGDYEcGr6IxUB_1hwKhIJpAefpAOXAFARHn0N59eJG48qEglCCu2AaojmUBHarGOAQJ7DDSoSCXfK2BFywqsAERzFTMBN-7_1lKhIJ2EIFp-EPLisRkqpRxlu6TkEqEgmhIbzZKoZC2RHalmOWYDwLayoSCcS_1jUFmE6pOEbrgn7DW-Z11KhIJzxgGddQfUVgR2Of2cAGWJPYqEgmIz3zmADEe4RGux46kynPPVyoSCfuk64pfHmLNEcznruoavwkyKhIJb5vPQQ9vbasRZjHVlt1sXUthFViGb9FHPvc&client=opera&hl=en-US&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCIjBsKz_lukCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAN&biw=967&bih=641

https://www.expertreviews.co.uk/home-appliances/1405852/best-steam-iron-the-best-steam-irons-to-buy-from-15

Ciara of USA, 50 cent, Knowles and like J-zay of yesterday we know and more are not those personalities rather others of same countenance or those who transforms as the drone they were using underneath as described above fell and no rescue to fall in land but just going down in the space, so they are long dead, if u wanna find out, this the answer those who transfigure into other Animals dont partake sour or bitter things and in-fact is more in African political figure and it should follow suit to avoid the former as u cant get a post if u fail to partake such described above to eradicate that shit once and for good with employing other feasible mechanisms such as Wireless BMI machines which are aim at ya the digits gotten

In-fact with explained in following tumblr a/c of this 1, as Lake Victoria was small and enlarged by making a big tunnel on its main draining to the sea rivers then on-top of the long tunnel, km and more heaped debris more than maybe even 100 meters 4 if the tunnel blocked the water dont over flow immediately but collects at the awasi border (Kendu bay homa bay road), the above was done and its crystal clear u see the lake drained its water in the Indian oceans and if u sturdy the East African Land topology, most likely the lake reached Nairobi, while the national park b4 the white relocated where animals gotten from Nyabondo plateau and transferred so in times futurity hamper the spread of the city 4 the better cause it was a lake land and could take ya to hell if u aint a fervent christian, so that will be their justification in time of judgement, has having an excuse, Jesus with Transfiguration another version to bring out reality. Friend get it straight like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+long+river+tunnels&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwi6tJK5_5bpAhVH04UKHZyfAiwQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+long+river+tunnels&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEAUQHjoGCAAQCBAeOgQIABAYUPTIOViUnDpg6KE6aAZwAHgAgAGMAogB0iWSAQYwLjIxLjSYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=M1uuXvrONsemlwScv4rgAg&bih=641&biw=967&client=opera&hl=en-US#imgrc=V7qOSZjCwZmBqM

Dont discard ya waste in plastic or metallic bottles or anything given to scrap dealership as u can combine such and sell and buy something meaningful 4 people in ya groups or society like motorbikes cause if u do the former u r promoting the bad character of wanting to eat in ya house trukana or Masai blooded who r now able even to bite and eat ya flesh in the midst of getting into ya conversation. Please thwart their motives dude.

Portacabin houses are now cheap, like 1 room goes 4 $200, so b4 the pursuit of processing ya green-card to avoid u being victimized u can buy such prior in rural America to go to instead of shelter or 1 house or school that increases the victimization index. In-fact should be placed in ya process ya green-card procedure with i.e like buying an E-Motorbike to aid u in ya movement in-case blocked. I went, i saw and i conquered the truths to tell ya, so a blessing in disguise. Once in a century appears 1 like Nelson but not always as mostly rarely. Not even ya education will help u at that time, in snow is cumbersome dude, lest u got the above or take a flight back home just like Kebi did homies.

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+portacabinhouses&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjM6bfplJXpAhVK_IUKHcR5A1sQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+portacabinhouses&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D5dVjChQFggYwBaABwAHgAgAHCAogB2wuSAQcwLjQuMi4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=LmWtXsyaM8r4lwTE843YBQ&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=k6XVHoMuSTuNrM

Wasee pigeni rungu, hambiya watu waache kung’edhia, hata peeni kebi motisha apige rung’u, awache kung’edhia ng’edhia tu hapo nyumba, madem ni wengi mno, hata hawo wanajidai madignitary wapige rungu, message from Hamphrey Eteni OF meridian nursing home in Kansas friend with Mike of the same at Via Christi Hospital

If know nothing u need to eat much to make u much fat 4 people to avoid ya as destroy ya brain as well vice versa with investigated sharp people and 1 of the reasons people grows wild over u and some cases police arrest if u eat much yet sharp, they want not, disturbs peoples mind.

Starter comp 4 kitchen that gives 48 volts if u connect 4 in a series connection way gives ya 200 volts rotating the a long shaft inside them with 1.5 V drycell mounted on a slight gear like the toy car wheel system to rotate more fast as finding 2 of such gear where after connecting to rotate on the other end still u find the same connect vice versa on the same end leaving the gear to be rotated by the motor to rotate the shaft cause its soft on that end more than the end connected on the end rotated by that motor on its soft gear part, i mean the part that rotates the wheel, kinda, the shaft can all magnet like the rod inside the radio which wires rolls on, the turning of station part, without placing a step up transformers dude like in the links below, or 8, 24 such below or 16, such 12 volts, Generic 1Pcs Mini Micro Small 3-phase Wind Turbines Hand Alternator Generator 3V-24v 12v. Unless i see i when i can believed as forwarded to me in my Facebook a/c

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2F640x0%2Fhttps%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2FDQmb35dGSrLrQoH1aErj2rcUBv4x4WnjAuWRNFxV6Yh6z2u%2Fam2.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemit.com%2Fteardown%2F%40proteus-h%2Finside-a-basic-am-fm-radio-receiver&tbnid=HEldBFO7PjMtxM&vet=12ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ..i&docid=8c1JTMtOXgosxM&w=640&h=360&q=images%20of%20parts%20of%20a%20small%20radio&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ

https://www.alignable.com/milford-oh/mikes-electronic-parts/crystal-radio-kit-3

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://favpng.com/png_view/car-lego-mindstorms-nxt-gear-lego-technic-transmission-png/90gEjrXz

Odila compounds in KSM migosi estate was where King Solomon house stood along time and besides the road at that time was where the lake started b4 River Nile was dug to shrink it as at that time it drains its water to red sea or Indian ocean in Somali, the mouth to the out let was at awasi border along kendu bay Homa bay road, they heap artificial made debris to make not the river flow again and if u pass their u see the land on this side hangs while the lake water kind wants to overcome the land and fall over but relatively far. They blocked it b4 leaving as it had much water falls that could generate electricity which could hamper they huge population motive as time gets by transport electricity below the earth crust to evade the sea to get big cash from the high population they are championing, even bringing people here from other spheres to facilitate the above truth. When the owner comes knows how to make military vehicles and what they don’t know, will cut ya into pieces, the Naphtali tribe, they feared war cause no point to fight yet they got no internet technology which the people they killed got, so had to relent but now they even know how to make home and office appliances that makes life movable. The Italians machines are the most sophisticated and durable, so imagine and that’s why the Guard tribe killed yesus thinking he will tell Italians the same and subdue them economically and in war dominance and get pride as Christ emanated from their tribe but don’t do that as they fear the explained above.

Buy America whirlpool, mabe or Mexican NAFTA home appliances bro in the link below, must stay ahead of competition to be good and accept reality, rather their goods wont be bought or discarded altogether if they join the bad like support America.

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=whirlpool+electronics+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=xxOtXt9ptciDB5CmhZgF&q=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&oq=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEBYQHjoICAAQFhAKEB46BQghEKABOgcIIRAKEKABOggIIRAWEB0QHjoECCEQFVDGIFiYbWCccmgAcAJ4AYABhgWIAYNKkgEKMi0zMS40LjAuMZgBAKABAqABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=made+home+appliances+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjA8eHmx5TpAhXnAGMBHb-aCdEQsAR6BAgIEAE

Artificial ground nuts, sunflower or sim sim used to make as well artificial oil is grinned not that much then much water added then many spit saliva in a big container in the dark and boom they are formed or a little oil on water in a container then the above done and boom the cooking oil. Christ with little kids to cement the truth.

Artificial made pineapple makes ya head shape cone shape 4 the better as the face shape of inverted cone piss many a woman or men but eat it ones and divorce its usage, cause much makes it more/much that way 4 kids to start their laughs or people thinks u r sick or malnourished.

https://www.google.com/search?q=+types+of+humanface+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwic_KKwyZTpAhWj8IUKHadaDywQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+types+of+humanface+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DvZFjzeGCRe2gAcAB4AIAB1wGIAZ8DkgEDMi0ymAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=EhatXpyrEqPhlwSntb3gAg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=AMD-5VEM6URHbM

Kebi saying where is that Mochanda and MAGDALENE who has refused to get into his love trap, playing not hard to get but rather star-bon, he has done all hairstyles but to no avail including changing attires, now he is signaling women around that his penis can be played with and looks up indirectly by wearing kiri kiri or akala with aerial like projections looking up to cement the truth of the above waiting finally 4 the 2 women say cause like he says he cant stand an erection thinking of them, warning them they can find themselves in hell out of that. Like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/AkalaShoes/photos/a.1538986833076066/1538986819742734/?type=3&theater

https://www.google.com/search?q=shapes+of+kenya+made+akala+or+kirikiri&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=1gU96dYBvwKD7M%253A%252CXWEfFtP77WZ96M%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kRjjYAf5GQs2pxz4fBRXqTZ6CDTRw&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjz-P-LxJTpAhXUDWMBHSRkCnMQ9QEwCHoECAgQBw#imgrc=1gU96dYBvwKD7M&imgdii=n0ndiNtGP-OnZM

Dough in ice or cold water make Radios, Tv, home appliances as well as office or medical equipment or glass/plastic bottles or containers. Ice in dough or cold water or vice versa makes artificial tea if u spit saliva in the dark, tiles, tires, guns or any military vehicle or ammunition and even toys and many more gadgets u come to see after u partake neem leaves in ya meditation.

Daily wages is sweet than that saved in the bank if relatively easy to get and can take ya too hell if u do it daily as opposed to people who r looked at who got much cash and life in danger of being robed hence applies tight security measures.

Those who love like kids or rice or play love flat lands with flash like water on them not dry. Those who love snacks love flat dry lands and its known dat way bro. Those who love cold mountainous lands love corpse and if u like such lands investigators think u r 1 and many taken to prison out of this even when u select online. Those who love plain lands or champions in explaining things love lands which are flat but not all that dry like lands which has just experienced slight flash rainfall. Food lovers loves partially hill places not rolling while those who love themselves loves the later rolling lands and its true and ya character known that way while those who love women love lands with water bodies as cities next to or generally people loving people character. Living in big cities creates another character of instilling chauvinism or class in u as vice versa, lands with few people breed love and ya character pegged on the above underlying truths

Pit latrine which are clean with water beneath when u shit in them gives ya the calmness of mind as directs ya or open ya ways bro, serious and try dude and toilets where feces fall on water b4 flashing wobbles ya mind and makes ya less sane scenario with many whites yet they know not but instead give those using pit latrine names as much as with negro folks. It should be made dry where if u sit the shit fall directly into the below part which can be made like 2 meters b4 the fecal mater heap to add much water to pump it to the sewer line using a water pump to avoid the explained above with mind wobbling period dude like in the link below

https://www.jumia.co.ke/k-water-pump-motor/

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=flashable+toilet+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjPxd2Pm5LpAhXYDmMBHZ86DVQQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

Now their is affirmative action with the new E-bikes which don’t spoil unless wares out in wheels or break parts after long and eliminates completely fuel money the previous use giving ya like 200% profit of the money u made using the gas powered 1, so women not complain or wait on men no-more, as they can buy the same to save their money they used on the same as transport while carrying other women they found on roads like in the links below or just organized to take women in the morning to town and drop them from work in the evening or when call made like from airport or hotels, women now is the time to pro-act and stop waiting on men as E-motorbike profit is huge. Like in the link below

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Flookaside.fbsbx.com%2Flookaside%2Fcrawler%2Fmedia%2F%3Fmedia_id%3D1475038859248143&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FEvalast.The.Future%2Fphotos%2Favailable-in-nairobi-kajiado-coming-to-kitui-town-next-week%2F1475038859248143%2F&tbnid=VXpF0JNl_oR8SM&vet=12ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg..i&docid=tsKCuYsNtfILhM&w=960&h=734&itg=1&q=e-motorcycles%20in%20nairobi%20images&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg

https://www.doit.com.ng/2019/12/04/do-you-know-mobile-toilets-are-goldmines-in-nigeria/

In the above link u take out the shit u don’t flash it out to the sewer line and its like the pit latrine gimmick above

Buy Zero USA made motorbikes in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=IturXsebG4_UUbGAmtAF&q=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&oq=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECCEQClCzxANY0OgDYOHuA2gAcAJ4AIABowKIAdMQkgEFMC4xLjiYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjHtOmDnZLpAhUPahQKHTGABloQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=zero+motorcycle+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjym8TCnZLpAhWt6uAKHaA_BlgQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

The know nothings wants u to join their bandwagon which if u refuse they say u hate not good looking people as u disrespect them, as talk much as them with their ears closed and mouth wide open, MR crocodile the Governor where is the utility of all ya Degree which theorem machine have u come up with to help masses or just talking in reproaches and planning hooliganism with hooligans, tell me dude, ya daughter in love with kebi wanna elope or what dude, talk Mr Governor or afraid wont get ya post again. They say Kenya good than USA without proper reasons b4 again saying they r Negros, if they get their they will send us much dollars, stop dude and figure out, they have not know yet how to make home appliances if we know a head of them will sell to them and be rich but now they have known the same as per the links below even with motorbikes. Stop Stop stop, accept u r defeated and lets move on

They still locate people houses to disrespect them and economy wont build that way on disrespect lines but stiff principles below which don’t select whether poor or rich and all ya dirty dubious ways explained below now blocked so source 4 others which r blocked as well. Google bro, now with cheap portacabin house like in Nigeria when other nations have learnt the same, placed in credit eliminate the vice u have heaped upon people 4 ages. Go to hell and die if u wanna dude!!! Locating folks with money to join them, bad character or if not so plan their downfall to start disrespecting them, or cut them in view of exhuming such people casket b4 they sell again even seats brought from Kansas should bore drilled holes as marks on the hind parts using a drill and with anything one left to thrift store or place outside their homes i.e plates that finds their way to Africa so we know they r from the USA to be made cheap or given as donation to thwart the old gimmicks of getting rich fast yet belittling the very people who are hardworking to buy the same. Kids get to the same rest rooms as parents and find feces particles of the later which breeds disrespect among families or people, houses ought to have different toilets to place a mark between parents,kids and visitors to avoid the above. Make ya toilet clean like 100% to avert the later.

Signs of a brighter day bro, we cant teach old Dogs new trick just let them lie as they know not of the below as a good turn deserves another period.

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro  ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below  

https://cleantechnica.com/2020/02/18/fika-mobility-wants-to-jumpstart-the-kenyan-electric-motorcycle-market-with-battery-swap-model/

The link below represent E-motorcycles which are Kenyan made called Fika, grab your today bro, now stop standing on the road to poke others or in a base to propel hooliganism lest arrest let the law be implemented as fast as the speed of sound period, thought it will never change, dude change will change ya if u don’t relent and obey, We arrived as tumefika not sluggards bro

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+from+which+country

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjQ9dG8qpDpAhXE8uAKHf1yCVcQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiQl_yGmZDpAhWK_IUKHeVLCJgQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C52gFYy4QCYI2MAmgAcAB4AIABnBGIAf80kgENMC4xLjUtMS41LjktMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=h8qqXtC3Mor5lwTll6HACQ&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-dUnless i

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

see a generator that uses a 1.5 v dry cell to generate 240 volts is when i can believe to alludes of CHRIST 1 disciple called Bartolomeo or just illusions. Can even use the phone battery charging technology as u charge another to replace it cause charging 1 battery and using it at the same time without replacing it cause landslides and heavy downpour. Like in the link below or can be automated in that if the battery reaches a certain voltages it becomes the charged 1 while the was charged 1 now rotates the shaft to produce power and it goes on and on

https://www.google.com/search?q=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjKv63ImJDpAhXI4YUKHTfFB00Q2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D7tAJY9PQCYPiDA2gAcAB4AIABjQeIAfoQkgEFNS0yLjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=BMqqXsqtH8jDlwS3ip_oBA&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiQl_yGmZDpAhWK_IUKHeVLCJgQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C52gFYy4QCYI2MAmgAcAB4AIABnBGIAf80kgENMC4xLjUtMS41LjktMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=h8qqXtC3Mor5lwTll6HACQ&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

Even electric bulbs and other accessories are made in euphorbia mixture with water where u place 1 sample of bulb and boom many are formed, torches as well and solar kits, even some phones.

Placing tea in dough and spit on the mixture gives even cooked chapati or raw, mandazi, other biscuits, cookies or cakes.

Put stains on shelter materials like clothing, nursing homes apparels like blankets, bed sheets, pillow or duvet that are permanent so if seen in the markets of other nation are barred from being bought as shame, kinda or make holes at the tip the around the hole sew it again to avoid over-tear to be a mark as above to discourage dubious ways of getting money leading to triumph belittling others for nothing who are industrious and yet know not of ya hidden dubious agendas. A people who are geared at forging the country ahead no-matter what as u joke and give in to play.

The plane in the link below can take to the sky up-to 5 years and used to transport the above using fissures on the earth crust to another nation as being controlled from the computer as a wire is rolled underground to emanate from these holes to make it not lose direction and fall or just a person b4 he hangs it on a hook after reaching the hole to the earth crust as the destination. It has a not 1 coil system to heat the siren gas cylinder but like 3 like the alternating press pen in that it rotates to change the coil if burns up as the wire that carries the same current to heat every coil has a red light to signal its working which if goes off means the coil aint working so u change another as switch a switch to rotate the 1 in use out as u remove it to allow another 1 works as much as having enough spares on the place to sail ya through

https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fbillionairetoys.com%2Frolls-royce-hybrid-powered-apus-i-5-demonstrator-aircraft%2F&psig=AOvVaw0rw7fAM8ZoGlwjmmQvQmMH&ust=1588338170462000&source=images&cd=vfe&ved=0CAkQjhxqFwoTCMjeofaakOkCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAD

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/699113542134647779/

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/funfair-carnival-games-children-adults-amusement-197508050

With tumblr a/c if the email is guessed and has more than 30 characters u cant get back and log in even if some1 gives ya the password period dude, get this straight, let it not be a debate bro lest wanna put up a fight even if u try to open that guessed like g mail a/c to send magic link to still get access to the same a/c u cant bro. Get it straight fellows and all my following tumblr a/c displayed in sirjustice104 r opened that way, so what u r saying u want to delete then take out a flight out the hood is a pure impossibility unless u attack the servers of tumblr company in Ny. Dude whats ya take or what u r up dude b4 u resort to wanting my food in a rich nation as u claim as rich people have developed another character away from the known behaving like poor people or b4 u look at my property to steal in open way or want to grab my manhood esp Mr Hindu doing roadside show businesses along the way. Accept defeat and lest move on, me i see thing in my eye like Robinson or Minaj booty in USA while me in Kenya but u, u only see 10 km radios, as u claim not me, if u were me u ought to see the same, fuck u Mr Hindu and stop ya sick open games and resort to hard works. In these day not even ya cash will aid ya period.

Even the photos of hairstyles and cuts of people when inserted on dough or used bottles, snow flakes or chaff make gadgets not necessarily cut heads that can be a target in political instigated even like demonstration, reason being the same above yet the normal people know not as u r targeted of hair-style to make with machines.

Any1 in life who has been a head of ya, manipulated ya in 1 way or another their is away u get him in life, just like in a movie some good get bullet shots to teach u the same that also u with another aint spared and how life is, even with America, Eu or Asia, most African nations have come up with machines ahead of them and are left in awe as long they used to say its the skin color that makes them think as opposed to Africans. Question fellows where is that gimmicks, even those ahead in class u get them as later in life ahead of them in cash and they get perplexed as they were tought aint right as not only school define life, so can advice others to take another course of life. Christ with prostitutes going to hell ahead of u. Folks some people r never judged after death cause their sins minimal and many wonder that judgement houses like in Minneapolis to small 4 50 million-people who die annually as per records.

The people who are not all that bad in life gets to the bottom cold floors of hell as described below in hot lands and vice versa in cold lands like the tundra, those bad get to the hottest floor bearing the above in mind, neither bad nor good gets in the middle and as well what was ya favorite city temp, so they fight the reverse to get where u did not want whether hot or cold.

Volt meter on planes need not capacitor or place 2 after and b4 the capacitor as placing 1 b4 only tells of power past SCC but the capacitor as well can burn and it doesn’t show that rather if u place them many even 5 in a parallel connection.

The police like, coast, Jamaica blooded men, find new excuse as argument cause u have thwarted their thinking, now where is ya mask which if covid is over we don’t know the new slogan they will put on their lips every-time and another is about the home appliances, guys who are making these things after u read my tumblr a/c, purely is me giving them the guiding-lines to make such but little did u know they start to quarrel with me again on something am championing to defeat Mr white man as buy from ya country and discard from nations that supports the derailment of the above but if they change still u can hang on their gadgets as excuse can be ya home made are detriment to the eye while their not that bad, so folks they build up animosity if i say the same that u ought to buy from ya nation on what i have help build. Bad character anyway as u have blocked them to kill ya and eat ya corps so they hold grudges upon ya. Its a new debate with ya all together.

Most never wants to love kids as situation aint still good and loop holes r going to be blocked, so have known the same, so by locating those who eat they send dem kids to ya and you knowing u don’t love them as it makes u feel bad as kinda, an umbrella opens up on ya mind and close the nerves of ya senses in ya brain to stop u from thinking, so many hate kids around them and many give them names yet they know not the above or just know to wanna spread the raising kid expenses to others or give ya names or maybe they teach ya of the same to look into how u can make people love simple life cause maybe they see u can do it and have not realized not. It goes this way in life, u cant expect me to accommodate others in my house yet me i was not accommodated rather was terrorized with my peers around me and chased by grown ups, scratch my back i scratch yours is the norm of the day, get it straight dude, never just give people names yet u don’t understand their past, its a spirit that needs to be eliminated with tricks to reverse the above.

Artificial foods Af just like Africa with mad, breed belittlement on you to people around you,kinda, it snatch out respect out of ya and many are sent to investigate as eating corpse described above as it will be part of judgement in life after death with like appendix, kinda,1 sees u like useless, weightless as flying to indicate the above, u wont deny in hell everything got side-effects even if eating in secrecy or corners.

Blessed are the comic, 4 they shall inherit the earth, without china i could be in bondage as Eu nations would not have made the same alternator generator to at-least calm the situation but Nigeria had made it, if at all they did not made it they could have helped liberate the situation. Planes should be made like comic plane to avert plane fall and they above employed as the running along the middle parachute or individual ones placed inside the plane 4 the same.

The starter comp 4 kitchen alternator resembling the motorbike 1 in the link bellow can be made big like of much wire and a big portion of magnet to instead of producing 24 volts as specified bellow produces 220 volts where it can overtate complete alternator generator for better/good as well in the link below as it will be small and can use like one 1.5 V dry-cell creating a new wonder or phenomena in the world of innovation without passing via an electric inverter. Make work easy, pro-act dude instead of reproaches

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=no+fuel+generator

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fi.ytimg.com%2Fvi%2FtiKH48EMgKE%2Fmaxresdefault.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DtiKH48EMgKE&tbnid=67CDPehP1h5X3M&vet=12ahUKEwjK3LzEv4_pAhVR8IUKHWJMDpMQMygZegQIARA7..i&docid=onZ-cF4VZzPkIM&w=1280&h=720&q=the%20most%20cheapest%20alternator%20generator&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjK3LzEv4_pAhVR8IUKHWJMDpMQMygZegQIARA7

When made it will something like the describe gadget in the link below powering ya house or ya business premise, in fact its portable and can walk with it alongside ya and never feel the pinch

https://wxnaiermic.en.made-in-china.com/product/pCvnqjxoHYkE/China-500W-12V-24V-48V-Three-Phase-Low-Rpm-AC-Pmg-Permanent-Magnet-Alternator-Generator.html

Africa is like the head of some1, so countries on the back of the head as west African states will have the day with speedboat or yacht transport via the sea to America as much as parcel delivery and on the nose as horn of Africa and North Africa nations bordering the sea after good roads developed as well as railway. With tumblr a/c if u follow no-1 u cant shift the a/c or if u use a browser like opera mini or chrome u cant do the above or when creating the a/c u used a pass-code more than 30 characters u can log in again even if u know the created password. And on Instagram or FB i just search the country name and find where to comments and follow them or send personal text b4 they react and u can check on my following how many nations i have done the same, in fact all nations of the world, so if u ambush me out of wanting that to be ya own u r on wrong side of history as they got the same and moreover i have searched under google to post to ya on my following tumblr a/c what they have made period dude. Dude what now do u want? Answer me homie!!!

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro  ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below while 1 made out of Euphorbia after long protrudes ya 4head out as Malachi 4 cements the truth another version. They are gays so guides ya women to leave u hoping they will be yours in short time which they find not easy and that’s the gimmick, “we have been warned“ mostly dignitaries and lazy men in society. Resort to bar soap women with barnabas to guide ya!!

Siri Lanka speed boats r too expensive, this the quotation they tell me for their boats, compare with china made ones bro b4 selling to respect fellows

50-60 feet semi long line vessels $120000-150000

https://cleantechnica.com/2020/02/18/fika-mobility-wants-to-jumpstart-the-kenyan-electric-motorcycle-market-with-battery-swap-model/

U can opt 4 the below machines in the link below

https://www.agrimachines.co.ke/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=4&Itemid=104

kebi could not stop saying moch nyimi long'o as he was giving it unto her

Houses are even made with cereal chaff or the remains of harvested cereals like with maize, millet etc, where foundation dug only they the above heaped even with garbage and u can fence to hold them in place, b4 in the dark many spit upon the above and boom the house of ya type u inserted many photos of gotten from the net formed even with city buildings, bridges and sky scrappers.

On the wireless alarm system to call ya phone after subscribing 4 unlimited with like cricket as explained in 1 of the following tumblr a/c of sirjustice200 u can use the radio call in the link below instead but 4 short distance if u leave by

https://www.jumia.co.ke/boafeng-bf-888s-16-channel-two-way-radio-3w-27823759.html?seller_product=1

For the 1.5 volts battery described above u can use these ones instead of phone battery if u like or wanna as u replace each after 1 finishes in power

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-or-16208-pcs-3.7v-cr123a-16340-2800mah-yellow-gtl-rechargeable-li-ion-battery-yellow-25951617.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-12pcs-vtc6-3.7v-2500mah-li-ion-rechargeable-18650-battery-18650-charger-purple-2-groove-24820891.html

some truths as well make money via blockchain like in the link below            

https://www.blockchain.com/ and remote controlled kid boat       

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+remote+controlled+boats+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwioha2U9pzpAhUH9BoKHQAPAcwQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+remote+controlled+boats+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoCCAA6BggAEAgQHjoECAAQGFDYyBVYr4oWYK-NFmgAcAB4AYABsAOIAdc3kgEKMC4xLjI1LjMuMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=xXaxXuiOD4foa4CehOAM&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.facebook.com/mcsleepy.nelson.39/videos/pcb.138322994431084/138322891097761/?type=3&__tn__=HH-R-R&eid=ARBRnzBYXghWeHUuldbr-0ovmbHV1kW7A74Xja3s6Bt8qy4kS69xQOnIwxMbboJOXeuK2hrCKrj-jzFM

[theearlymorningmist]

Domestic Fluff #10: Camping

TONY STARK X READER

Summary: one-shot series of domestic fluff, can read separately or together.

Word count: 2.5K

A/N-  I almost want to turn this into a series, with all the Avengers.  

MASTERLIST HERE

If you knew one thing about Tony Stark, it was that he loved technology. Not just his suits, but any kind of tech. If it could be tinkered, Tony was tinkering with it. You found this to be an amusing trait, but its endearment hit its limit when you noticed that Tony’s tinkering had morphed from work/hobby to obsession.

You finally couldn’t stand by and watch Tony slowly transform your shared living space into a robot’s wet dream after sleepily picking up your toothbrush only to find it had been replaced with a shiny new toothbrush made of nano-tech.

“STARK!” You called from the washroom.

“(Y/N)?” A confused, and sheepish Tony called back. He knew that tone in your voice. It meant run.

You stepped into the bedroom to look at the suspect in question, who was rubbing the back of his head with a proud little smirk on his face. “Did you seriously replace my toothbrush with some nano-version?” You asked, still in disbelief.

“I improved it!” Tony argued, with an not-so-apologetic shrug.

“But I liked that toothbrush. I’d even go as far as ‘loved that toothbrush’!” You huffed.

Tony bit his lip for a moment, trying to think of a way to make it up to you. “What if I tinkered around and made it play your favourite song? Then it would be better than your old one, hm?” He asked, excitedly.

You gave the man a dead-pan look, trying not to snap and laugh at the same time. “Tony…sweetie… If I wanted a singing toothbrush I could have bought one at the pharmacy.” You explained.

Tony’s expression fell. “Someone beat me to toothbrushes with songs? Damn.”

“Yeah, like 10 years ago, Tony. Tooth-Tunes, look it up.” You explained, stifling a grin. Dammit why did the man have to be so cute when you were supposed to be mad at him.

The beautiful idiot let out a soft sigh, and then moved on. He slowly wrapped his arms around you, smiling sweetly. “Maybe I can make it up to you, hm? What do you say (Y/N)? We can test out some of the other tech I’ve been working on…”

“I don’t want to test the next SI product Tony I’m---“ You began, but you were silenced by Tony’s lips on yours. “This is more of a….private experiment…” He winked, suggestively.

“Oh. Ohhh…. Well I—wait no! I’m mad!” You caught yourself, pulling away from the man and standing with your arms akimbo. “This has gone too far! I bet you couldn’t go two days without using any technology!”

Instead of arguing, Tony’s eyes lit up. You had, so it seemed, said the magic words. Tony Stark was never one to step down from a challenge. “Is that so?” The man purred, excitedly. “What do I get if I win this proposed challenge?”

You narrowed your eyes. “IF you can go for 2 days without using any technology… I won’t bother you about your obsessive tinkering anymore.” You stipulated.

Tony smiled to himself, glancing down and taking a step closer to you. “That’s nice and all but how about…” He leaned in and whispered something that if said aloud would have been censored by the author.

You giggled, despite yourself. “That sounds…agreeable.” You smiled briefly, but then resumed your seriousness. “But! If you lose, you must dedicate one day a week to being tinker-free. And you will spend that time with your loved ones. Do we have a deal?” You asked, holding out your hand.

Tony eyed you for a moment, thinking it over, before finally clasping your hand. “Deal. But you have to purge all things techy too.” He said, resolutely.

“Fine, it’s only fair I suppose.” You agreed.

“So, I guess I should start shutting down JARVIS for the next 48 hours, and—“

“—Oh no no no.” You interrupted, with a smirk. “You don’t get to spend 48 hours in your nice accommodating home. I know juust where this bet will be taking place.” You explained, knowingly.

A few hours later, you were turning off a bumpy off the ‘off the beaten path’ kind of road into a clearing between some trees. You turned off the engine, and glanced at your watch. “Okay, checking this watch to set a timer for 48 hours will be both of our last interactions with any kind of technology. Any last words?” You asked Tony, with a teasing smirk.

“You have to deal with Dum-E and his abandonment issues when we get home.” The man huffed.

“Duly noted.” You nodded, pressing the button, and then putting the watch away.

The two of you got out the car and began exploring the camp site. Tony kicked a branch, hands shoved in his pockets petulantly. “This’ll be a piece of cake.” He announced.

“Great. Then how about you go collect and cut up some fire wood? And I’ll start building the tent.” You challenged.

Tony narrowed his eyes. “Sounds good to me. Oh and uh, at the store I switched out the pop-up tent for one with the good old pegs and wires.” The man added, a self-satisfied grin on his face. “Couldn’t have it too easy now could we?” He hummed, trying to get a rise out of you.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You replied, through pursed lips.

While you struggled with the tent, Tony went off somewhere to look for usable kindling for the fire. Tony, as it seemed, had chosen the world’s most complicated tent. You looked at the instructions for what felt like the millionth time before letting out a frustrated groan and kicking some dirt.

“That doesn’t make any sense!!” You shouted into the void.

“Having trouble are we?” Tony’s voice came from behind you, startling you. You whipped around, attempting to compose yourself.

“No! No…of course not. I’m just you know…mad that life doesn’t make sense…in general. You know…wacky world we live in…injustices…and all that…” You cleared your throat, awkwardly. Now that you were looking at the man, you noticed that he had scrapes along his arms and a small cut on his forehead.

“What happened to you? Get in a fist fight with a tree?” You asked, amused.

“Something like that…” Tony muttered, dumping the wood by the fire pit. “So just out of curiosity, we don’t have to hunt down our dinner do we?” Tony asked. “Because I don’t know how I’d feel about BBQ Bugs Bunny.”

You made a face of horror. “Of course not. Bugs is safe. And so is Bambi’s mom for the record.” You nodded over to a cooler. “There’s your dinner. Premium hot dogs and smores.”

“At least tell me you brought coffee?” The man asked, desperation in his voice.

“There’s a kettle and some instant coffee. But you’d need to build the fire for that and we should do that later.” You grinned, enjoying the mans suffering a little too much.

“I’m going for a walk.” Tony finally said, heading out into the trees while muttering “Instant coffee…instant coffee…my taste buds will never forgive me… This is a hellscape…”

“What was that darling?” You called.

“Nothing! Love you (Y/N).” Tony called back, and then disappeared in the woods.

While the man was gone, you finished setting up the tent and even blew up the air mattress inside. But because of the no technology rule, you couldn’t use the cars battery for the pump. Instead, you had to blow it up using your own breath.

“I think I have asthma now.” You wheezed, plopping down into a lawn chair. Tony sat down next to you, seemingly appearing from no where.

“That’s great, honey.” He mumbled, sinking down into the chair. “Did you happen to pack any alcohol for this wilderness excursion? A boy scout must always be prepared, you know.”

“In fact, I did!” You chimed, grabbing two bottles of beer from the cooler. You handed one to Tony and he looked about the same way someone looks when you hand them a cup of worms. A mixture of disgusted, offended, and confused.

“(Y/N), sweetie. I meant real alcohol.”

You shrugged and cracked open your beer taking a long sip. “Sorry.” You said, trying to hide a smirk. Tony sighed, and submitted to his fate.

A little while later, you were both hungry, so Tony started getting things ready for the fire. “Do you need the fire starter, or do you think you can get that thing going on your own?” You asked, handing the man a pack of matches.

“I don’t need that. Or those. I can start a fire the old fashioned way.” Tony declared. “It’s basic mechanics.”

Ten minutes later you returned to Tony desperately rubbing two sticks together and angrily muttering to himself. “I’m Tony fucking Stark. I can start a stupid little fire! I will start a stupid little fire even if it kills me!” He grunted, finally getting enough friction to start the fire. “I did it! Look whose surviving without technology now, huh (Y/N)?!” Tony grinned, satisfied.

“Still a long way to go. We’ll see who comes out on top.” You countered, getting the food ready to cook.

“Yep. And then whoever comes out on top….will decide who comes out on top.” Tony smirked.

“You’re disgusting.” You laughed, tossing a prong at Tony and then handing him the bag of hot dogs.

The two of you ate, and played with the fire, forgetting all about the bet for the moment and just enjoying the time away together. No jobs or teams distracting you, or interrupting.

As the night grew darker and colder, you found yourself cuddled in Tony’s lap. The only source of light was the soft orange glow of the fire. You put a marshmallow on the end of the metal prong and handed it to Tony to cook. The man immediately shoved the marshmallow into the top of the flames, and you rolled your eyes, confiscating the prong from him.

“Of course you don’t know how to roast a marshmallow properly.” You sighed in amusement. “Let me show you how its done.” You reached forward, putting the fluffy treat underneath the logs, where the embers of the fire were glowing.

“If you put them up in the flames, they’ll cook faster but it’ll burn and it’ll just melt the outside. If you put it down in the embers, it gets golden and perfectly gooey all the way through.” You explained.

But when you looked back at Tony, he wasn’t watching the marshmallow, he was watching your face and how the soft fire light made it glow. Before you could say anything, the man kissed you softly, pulling you closer as he slowly deepened the kiss.

After a few moments you pulled away slightly. “The marshmallows ganna burn…” You mumbled, kissing the man again.

“Let it.” Tony breathed, tossing the prong aside and picking you up. He carried you into the tent, lips never parting. You briefly wondered how he made it to tent in the dark without tripping, but you ceased thinking about anything else except Tony very quickly…

The next morning you woke up the sound of birds instead of a blaring alarm clock, and it was one of the most serene things you’d ever experienced. You stretched and slowly made your way out of the tent.

“Morning sleeping beauty.” Tony greeted, in a chipper voice.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, and opened them to see Tony stood there- fully dressed, axe in one hand, coffee mug in the other, smiling happily.

“I’ve been up since dawn. There’s some coffee left for you. Cereal is on top of the cooler. I was just about to head out and get some more firewood for tonight.”

You blinked, slowly taking in the mans words. “O…K…” You nodded, still out of it.

“See you later, honey.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to your cheek before heading out in the woods, purposefully.

Oh no… You thought. You were so sure this bet was in the bag, that you hadn’t accounted for the fact that underneath all the tech and pageantry, Tony Stark really was a domestic little thing. He’d talked about getting a farm like Barton’s later on, but you thought he was surely joking. But seeing Tony pull a full Joe Lumberjack was eye opening...

You let Tony choose the activities for the rest of the day, seeing as his entire mood about being tech free seemed to change in an instant. He seemed happy, and more carefree than you had seen him in ages. The man took you for a hike through the woods. You went for a quick swim the lake. And on the way back to the campsite the two of you even saw a deer grazing peacefully.

When you got back to camp, it was late in the afternoon, and you decided that you had better start working on blowing up the air mattress again or you’d forget and end up sleeping on the ground. You emerged from the tent about 20 minutes later, breathless again.

“I think we poked a hole in that thing last ni—“ You cut yourself off when you saw that Tony was dead asleep in a hammock he had made, a peaceful expression on his face.

The sight almost made you tear up. You knew firsthand how difficult it was for Tony to get to sleep, let alone to get restful sleep. And there was the man you loved, looking so incredibly relaxed and happy, you couldn’t just let the moment disappear.

Quietly you snuck over to the car and grabbed your phone. You crept back over to the hammock, and ever so carefully took a picture to remember the moment. You smiled to yourself as you looked down at the image, already thinking about where you could hang it up back home.

“You lose.”

You jumped about a foot in the air. “What?” You questioned, holding your chest to keep your heart inside.

“You lose.” Tony repeated, with a grin. “Or is that not a cellular device in your hands?”

You opened your mouth to argue, but instead you just smiled, putting the device away. “Yeah. I lost.” You conceded, climbing into the hammock with the man. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, and the two of you settled down comfortably.

“You know, I think we should stay a little longer.” You suggested.

“Really?” Tony questioned, nuzzling his face into your neck. “How much longer?”

You closed your eyes, sighing contently.

“Forever.”

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Angst:

1.“You’re not doing it again?  You promised you wouldn’t do it anymore.”

2.“I’m sorry…I-I…I just don’t love you anymore.”

3.“The world taught me to hate myself…and for a while, with you, I was learning to love myself…then you up and left and I realized I’m more fucked up than I thought.”

4.“You love me? How do you say you love someone and then leave them?”

5. “-are those scars?”

6.“Why do you always flinch when I go to touch you?”

7.“Are you okay? Did he touch you again?”

8.“Someone give me an Oscar or something….I’ve been pretending to be fine for the last three years…”

9.“I say I’m okay…but I’m not, I don’t think I’ll ever really be okay again.”

10.“You’re drinking again…”

11.“You’re disgusting! Leave, I never want to see you again.”

12.“I loved you. Loved, being the key word there.”

13.“Am I okay? Yeah, I’m fine…just…just a little tired.”

14.“I’m scared one day you’ll look in the mirror and notice how amazing you are and how way out of my league you are and you’ll leave me.”

15.“Wake up…Please wake up!”

16.“No! Don’t go, when you leave all the bad memories come flooding back.”

17.“I really thought you could save me….ha the joke was on me.”

18.“Squeeze my hand…no, no, no, stay with me, squeeze my hand.”

19.“I let you in, I shared my deepest secrets with you, told you everything you wanted to know, I trusted you and you, you went and told them everything!”

20.“Wait! I didn’t mean that, please come back.”

21.“I know you love me…I don’t know why, but I know you do and I can’t keep lying…I don’t love you, I don’t and I’m telling you this because keeping up this lie is only hurting you more.”

22.“I saw you….with her/him,”

23.“I’m here because I’ve been denying that I need help for awhile now and I’ve only gotten worse,”

24.“I’m tired of hiding, okay? I love you and I want the world to know.”

25.“Are you ashamed of me? Of course, you are…I’m fat and ugly and no one likes me…I’d be ashamed of me too.”

Fluff:

26.“I-I, I think I love you, I mean you make me feel funny inside and every time I hear your voice I smile, every time you giggle I feel my heart skip a beat…I just want to be around you all the time…is that weird?”

27.“You look really cute in that sweater, oh wait, is that my sweater? You look really cute in my sweater.”

28.“I’m not going to lie I live for the way you have to stand on your tip-toes to kiss me.”

29.“I missed you too! Oh, oh don’t cry…here, here, I got you.”

30.“Repeat after me: I am beautiful/handsome, I am strong, I am worthy, now I don’t just want you to repeat it, I want you to believe it.”

31.“Why didn’t you just tell me? I’ve liked you for the longest time…you have no idea.”

32.“I-I’m sorry, it’s just when you’re talking about something you’re super passionate about you get this big smile on your face, and the area around your eyes crinkle and you start to jump in your seat a little…sorry, it’s just something I noticed…go on.”

33.“You took care of me when I was sick…so would you quit your blubbering and tell me which soup you want?”

34.“It’s ten after seven, we’re late anyway, let’s just stay here and cuddle…please?”

35.“You know they call us tall and small right? Like ordering a coffee or something…”

36.“Honestly? I think it fits!”

37.“It’s three in the morning…you can go to sleep now…”

38.“Are you still mad at me? Come on you can’t still be mad at me! I’ll make your favorite food….run you a hot nice bath…oh, I know what’ll get you…I’ll give you a booty massage!”

39.“Food won’t fix everything…but-but it’s a start.”

40.“I’m sorry I ate your cookie, yes, I know you are on your period…Y/N, please just unlock the door!”

41.“Not to offend you or anything but I’ve had the hugest crush on you for the last two years and I’ve been trying to tell you for the last year…are you ever going to notice?”

42.“I was given one wish and I wished for you to love me…”

43.“Oh my god you are so greasy!”

44.“Dude, she’s got you so whipped! Have you ever noticed when she starts to talk you completely zone out, and get this goofy smile on your face?”

45.“Hold on, can you hold this?”

46.“Dude, this is your hand.”

47.“I went to go put on grab one of my sweaters from my closet and noticed they were all gone…Y/N…why did you steal all my sweaters?”

48.“Please don’t make me give them back! They smell like you and sometimes at night when you don’t stay with me, I need them, please don’t take them!”

49.“Hi, nice to see you again, two weeks ago you fake kissed me to make your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend jealous in our local coffee shop and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how soft your lips were since.”

50. “I don’t want to hurt you, I would never hurt someone as beautiful as you…”

Pregnancy:

51. “I want to kick your little ass, my stomach’s so swollen, I can’t even reach my toes!”

52. “I am not letting you name my kid after a character in a video game!”

53.“I’m sorry did you just say twins?”

54.“Babe…babe wake up…yes, I know it’s two in the morning but I hungry and I go really go for some taco bell right about now…could you maybe go get me some? Thanks, you’re the best.”

55.“You’re awfully mood…oh my god, I’m sorry, please don’t kill me.”

56.“I’m waddling around on my swollen feet, carrying your child, and you want me to apologize to you because I’m ‘moody’?”

57. “You don’t understand if she doesn’t get those pickles she will kill me, and then she’ll kill you, so my best advice is to stop your fussing and hand over the pickles.”

58. “Come on, can the baby be a junior?”

59.“  What do you think it is? I think it’s a boy….god, I want it to be a boy.”

60.“You’ve been throwing up all morning, are you going to be okay?”

61. “It’s morning sickness you jackass…”

62.“I’ve noticed you’ve put on a few pounds and I’m only saying something because I found a pregnancy test in the bathroom trashcan…anything you want to tell me?”

63.“I don’t think the baby is going to like your dad jokes no matter how many you whisper against my stomach.”

64.“I took a pregnancy test and it was positive…but don’t worry! It’s not yours.”

65.“Yes, I’m crying. Do you want to know why? I dropped my strawberry sundae and I just got it!”

66.“You’re pregnant that’s the only explanation for the morning sickness, the weird cravings and the mood swings you’re having.”

67.“This is so embarrassing, I think I just peed myself a little from laughing so hard.”

68.“I had such a smooth pregnancy and now it’s here, I’m going into labor and I wish I never let you stick your penis inside of me, you little shit.”

69.“Y-you’re squeezing kind of hard…I-I think you just broke my hand.”

70.“I’m sorry I’m being so mean, it’s just the baby was kicking all night and I was tossing and turning, I’m honestly so exhausted.”

71.“This is awkward but I’m pregnant and one of you three is the father…”

72.“I’ve been through three name books and I think I finally found one I like…how about…”

73.“For the last time, I am not naming my baby, mini- (idol of choice)! Why? First of all, because it’s a girl! Second of all because if it were a boy, (another idol of choice) is a much better name.”

74.“Oh don’t you walk away from me, it takes two to make a baby.”

75.“You stupid little shit! I told you to wear a condom, a couple seconds, it would’ve taken nothing but a couple of fucking seconds to put on a damn condom and now I have to tell my parents that their good girl daughter is pregnant.”

Supernatural!Au:

76.“I wish you would stop running, I really don’t like to chase my food.”

77.“Would you stop screaming?”

78.“Fangs, blood, veins under the eyes any of this ringing any bells?”

79.“You’re sticking that knife in all the wrong places.”

80.“Oh-oh my god your eyes…they’re black.”

81.“So are the legends true? Do girl werewolves get sideburns too?”

82.“We’ve been dating for a year now and I think I want you to turn me…”

83.“It’s not all sunshine and rainbows…sometimes the hunters become the hunted.”

84.“Not going to lie, you’d make a beautiful siren…wouldn’t even have to use your voice…your looks would be enough.”

85.“That is not okay! Would you please stop making yourself look like me?”

86.“ I’m not hurting anyone, most of the people I eat are jackasses…they all have it coming.”

87.“You have a tail, a fucking tail!”

88.“That’s not fair, you can’t use your compulsion to get me to do what you want!”

89.“Don’t witches worship the devil?”

90.“I’m sorry did I hear you right? You said you’re the daughter of who? The Greek Goddess, Aphrodite?”

91.“I’m really trying to not freak out…but I invited you over to my pool party and your legs just turned into a tail…a tail with scales…oh my god, you’re a mermaid.”

92.“Why…thank you, I also think these shorts make my ass look nice…oh yeah…I can read minds.”

93.“Dude for the last time, if I’m not picking up my phone, I’m busy…stop fucking summoning me before I block you.”

94.“Yeah… I have wings and if I need to I can shrink in size, yeah I’m a fairy, yeah like Tinkerbell…no, do not call me cute! I am not cute.”

95.“I’m sorry, I do love you but you’re not human anymore…you’re not my Y/N or (Idol of choice), not anymore.”

96.“I hate to tell you this but your best friend is a ghost.”

97.“I make people fall in love, my little bow, and my little arrow, we are quite the pair.”

98.“I can turn it on and off, I usually keep it off, when I was twelve I touched my best friend and she dropped dead on site…an eye-opening experience.”

99.“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you…I’m your guardian angel.”

100.“Y-you, want to stroke my wings? I-I don’t think, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

If you come up with any other categories let me know!

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   God she was in pain, if someone had told her that her arm had fallen off she definitely would have believed them. “I’m fine,” You literally just thought about how much pain you were in. Judith mumbled, opening her eyes to look up at the other person. “Just...” she sighed, closing her eyes for a moment, “just y’know... got shot.” She sighed. “Will you help me up?” No will you lay down for a second?

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   “Why can’t you just watch it with me?” Judith pouted, turning her attention away from the other and back to the TV screen, lit up with a glittering gold background and black star, Hamilton written across it in large letters. Judith was practically vibrating with excitement. “It’s educational... and fun! Come on please?”

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   The fighting seemed endless these days, every time they would win a fight, another would appear not long after. All she wanted was a break. The group they were fighting now was one Judith had faced before, nearly ten years ago when they killed Hannah. She hadn’t seen them since, had barely even heard any word from any communities around about them. She figured that they’d either gone underground or destroyed themselves from within, but she’d been wrong before. 

   After getting slashed in the abdomen, Judith went to swing her sword up, but her arm stopped halfway, her left hand covering the wound as she looked down at it, watching as it spider webbed out from the initial injury. “Fuck!” She winced, her whole body starting to feel like it was on fire. “Hey!” She shouted to the person nearest her. “Tell everyone to keep themselves away from their blades.” She had moved towards her opponent again, this time getting caught in the arm, the same burning feeling rushing through her almost immediately, this time letting out a cry in pain as she collapsed. “Everybody back!” She yelled.

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