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mydinnercult · 2 days

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my dinner, my dinner 🤤

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE, TO THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅 GOD BLESS 'MURICAH🙏😂😂

my dinner 🤤 (𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙢𝙖🥶🥶 edition)

#my dinner 🤤#my dinner cult 🤤#our dinner 🤤#dinner 🤤#my dinner 🤤 (𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 edition)

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thedickcavettshow · 3 months

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If you’re a straight man……. like ME 💪 🇺🇸……. And someone asks you if you “had to pick a dude”… you can CHEAT by saying Bob Dylan in 1966… because he was indistinguishable from a woman! 😂 Hahaha I’m only joking, hope I didn’t offend anyone 😉 ok now I’m going to have some beers with my wife and kids, God bless 🙏

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daisybianca · 1 year

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INSTAGRAM AU

Daniel Ricciardo

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yourusername our favorite uncle <3 their bond is so strong that they sometimes get confused and accidentally call him daddy🤣

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dannyricfp I've never seen an uncle being that hot to be honest bruh.

user72927 it's the curly hair for me.

dannyric3fanpage it's basically EVERYTHING for me. I swear to God this man is going to be the death of me.

danielricciardo I'm hot, I know.

landonorris why do people create fan pages of you? yikes man, that sucks.

danielricciardo as I said before, I'm hot.

danielricciardo so you're mad now that some 8 year old calls me daddy🤨

yourusername no I don't mind actually.

danielricciardo 🧢

user82929 I'd sell my parents to a bazaar if only they adopted me💀

user88190 AHAHA. FOR REAL. I believe that they would make SUCH good parents. My babies are authentic parents material.

landonorris @ yourusername @ danielricciardo I want to become an uncle.

danielricciardo so, you want us to have sex.

landonorris yes. please, film the process so we can be blessed with an original tutorial from a real goat 🐐🙏

yourusername oh shut up both of you😂

danielricciardo why, babe? basically EVERYONE has sex (Lando, I won't criticize. your comment because this will evolve into an online fist fight.)

yourusername no, not everyone. we don't.😔

danielricciardo 🤡keep telling yourself that shit, (y/n)🤡

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danielricciardo attended the tattoo artist this morning with a lady I bumped into just moments before the scheduled appointment.

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yourusername so I go by 'a lady I bumped into just moments before the schedule appointment' now??? I love my brand-new nickname🥰

danielricciardo I love you, a lady I bumped into just moments before the schedule appointment.

landonorris not funny.

user72828 STOP INTERRUPTING THEIR MOMENT. go buy some ice-cream, damn.

user62829 it's their best era and I'm SO here for it.

user12927 YES. YES. YES.

user72829 to have a Danny Ric in your life🥰

maxverstappen1 yes, extremely tiring, I know.

danielricciardo oh, you're still alive.

maxverstappen1 unfortunately, you happened to be very unlucky, buddy.

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yourusername damn, I don't have much to say about his human being. he's extraordinary and uniquely beautiful in his own way.🥺 happy birthday, my boy. keep making this cruel world and our lives a better and a safest place. I love you so much (even though you're sleeping and snoring like a baby pig, right next to me at the moment)❤️

lewishamilton wishing this big guy a very happy and blessing birthday🙏

user82929 awww, babyyy.

user9292 HAPPY BDAY DANNY RIC. WE ADORE YOU.

user02729 ADORE isn't enough to describe how much I love this man.

maxverstappen1 happy birthday, sleeping beauty. as (y/n) said, keep making the world a louder, bolder, tiring, better place💗

danielricciardo not sleeping anymore. thanks but I know you love me deep down.💕🙏

danielricciardo thank you, baby❤️💕 (not thankful for screaming and singing the bday song next to my ear to wake me up, though.)

user62881 AHAHHAHA. They're the DEFINITION of a powerful couple. Iconic.

yourusername my voice is angelic to say, at least. you SHOULD be thankful for that, as well.

landonorris yayyy. one year closer to becoming a dilf. congrats on your accomplishment, Daniel👏

danielricciardo ran out of birthday wishes and decided to search it up on pinterest, huh?

user62677 AHAHHA. leave our baby Lando alone pls😔

landonorris I'm not a big fan of pinterest, so no, I chose Google instead. But at least I try to be creative, you know.

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writeformesinpie · 2 years

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Habitual Sin

Seo Moon Jo x Fem!Reader

Lee Dong Wook x Fem!Reader

Summary - There’s something wrong with the new priest at your church. He’s… off. No one else has noticed; he’s stunning and they all just want to be around the shiny new thing. Small towns get dull, but this priest promises to be very entertaining.

Genre - Smut

Warnings - Unprotected sex… in a church, fingering, mentions of religion obviously, swearing, is he the devil?! Will need to go to confession after reading this fic! Beta reader needed to take breaks while reading! Read at your own risk! It’s too hot to handle!

Word Count - 2.8k

A/N - This is a request for my impromptu 1500 follower celebration. God have mercy 🙏I know what I do, but this was too hot not to write <3 If I’m going to hell I’m taking @trashlord-007 with me (thanks for the request 😂)

There’s something up with this priest. He. Is. Off. You’re not sure how else to describe it, that feeling that makes the hair on the back of your hair stand up and triggers goosebumps on your arms, the emptiness within that lets you know something isn’t quite right.

You’re feeling it now.

There’s something wrong with this priest.

He’s a priest (at least that’s how he’s presenting himself) so there shouldn’t be alarms ringing in your head, the sound clanging deep within your gut and vibrating off your ribcage as it threatens to burst out like something from a sci-fi horror film. Scrunching up your face at the thought, you shift back and forth on your heels and look out past the small group currently organising medical kits.

It’s a beautiful day. The sun is bright, there’s minimal clouds. The temperature is perfect with a slight breeze that caresses your face. The place is packed, the turnout is amazing. Natural disasters seem to bring out the best in people.

Everything is, for lack of a better word, perfect… yet that priest keeps catching your attention and you know, you know that something isn’t quite right.

Placing the last thermometer into the emergency kits you’re in charge of assembling, you nod at your small group of five before moving closer to him. He’s working in the food section. It’s the largest pile and therefore the most people are in his area, though you wonder if he’s the reason for the influx of people. They’re all fawning over him. It’s pathetic, really. Don’t they see it?

And yes, he is stunning, but hold onto your tits, ladies. Afterall he is still a priest. Even if his black shirt and black pants hug him in all the right places, and if it weren’t for that white clerical collar you would take him for any typical person here.

But he’s a man of the cloth. Just an average priest.

Well, not just an averagepriest. He towers over the volunteers, though that’s not the only thing catching people’s attention. It’s his wavy hair that threatens length yet doesn’t fall past his neck, and lips that defy the laws of gravity; full and plush, moving in the most peculiar ways, with teeth that peek out when he smiles. He’s beautiful but cute, a contradiction in parts, and otherworldly.

He stands out.

That’s what gives him away. A priest shouldn’t stand out, shouldn't bring attention to himself. They wouldn’t. After all that attention belongs to God.

“The service was beautiful, Father.”

Rolling your eyes, you toss a few cans into the box in front of you. The service felt off, too. The words were all correct, he knew each line but… that’s just it – they felt like lines. Something he had to say, not something he actually meant.

“Yes, it really was! What a blessing it is to have you here. We’re so glad you came to visit us, Father Moon Jo,” one of the women drooling over the priest pipes up, her eyes flickering back and forth between his face and the food she’s packing.

“I’m the one who’s blessed,” he says with a small smile. You’re still surprised by how soft spoken he is. You didn’t notice it at first, but his voice is deep, and there’s danger hidden beneath the allure of calm. “This really is a wonderful conjugation.”

The women practically swoon. You scoff at their obvious infatuation, then cough to cover your slip-up when they look over. Flashing your most demure grin, you continue to pack food neatly into the cardboard box in front of you.

Once the box is full you move to the end of the table to grab another. Your lip curls as you bend down to look for one but come up short. You search the area for a moment, hoping there’s one more box. Just one would be fine.

“There’s some boxes in the church.” He’s behind you. From the way the ladies further down the table nonchalantly crane their necks, it seems they can’t hear him. “Follow me. I’ll show you where.”

“Oh surely someone else would prefer…” the words drift off as you turn and come face to face with him. Well, technically face to chest. Your eyes scan the broad expanse briefly before finding his face. The look of disdain that contorts his features has you looking down to the ground, nodding your head like a schoolgirl. “Sure, let’s do that.”

Dragging your feet you follow behind, kicking up dirt and small pebbles along the thin, paved path in a half-assed display of rebellion. That is until he glances at you with that intense, dead stare and waits for you to catch back up. When he moves again you quicken your pace to keep up with his long strides, each step taking you further away from the gossiping group now all huddled together instead of performing the tasks they’ve been assigned.

The small church isn’t earth shattering, it won’t win any awards for its architecture, but it’s still breathtaking. Withered bricks and stained glass greet all who pass with a whisper of a broken past. The building was erected when the town was first established. The interior, however, had been damaged in a plumbing mishap a few years back. The whole place was a disaster and had to be completely stripped down to bare bones and was replaced with cheap wood pews and sleek modern white walls. Now only the exterior is holding out its original glory.

Stepping inside you dunk two fingers into the bowl of holy water and make the sign of the cross in front of the crucifix gracing the opposite wall with a small bow before glancing around the small church for the boxes. They must be in the back. You start to walk further into the church but come to an abrupt halt when halfway down the aisle the priest turns.

“You know, I just remembered,” he says, clicking his fingers, “I left the boxes in the confessional.”

“The confessional?” Narrowing your eyes, you look over your shoulder towards the confession booth. It’s small, smaller than the original. Just a wooden box with tempered glass and intricate lattice inbetween to help make you comfortable as you confess your sins, keeping those inside from prying eyes as if the town and priest alike don’t know who’s on the other side. “Are you sure?”

“Quite.” His face is still. He’s waiting for you to walk over there but there’s no way. Why would he put the boxes in there? Okay, yes, when they are not assembled it’s just flat cardboard, but still, how many could you cram in there?

“Well,” you say, shuffling back and forth before turning on your heels. He’s a priest, what’s the worst that could happen? The confessional booth is closer to the front door anyway.

Taking tentative steps towards the booth, you look over your shoulder just as he starts to follow, a small half-smile on his face. It’s somehow worse than if he wasn’t smiling at all, the way each muscle bends and twists as if against its own will. Swallowing hard, you continue to place one foot in front of the other until you’re in front of the booth. Reaching out, your fingers graze the smooth redwood door.

You push it open.

It’s empty.

Peeking over your shoulder you’re confronted with unmoving eyes. A sharp inhale courses through your body and you step back. It has to be on the other side, you try to reason with yourself, not wanting to admit the truth. Your shoulders tremble as you shuffle over to the other door, swallowing hard as you push it open.

Empty.

Before you can turn around he’s behind you, caging you in with his large frame. Rhythmic beats pound from deep within your eardrums as your heart attempts to escape your chest once more. Searching the small room for anything, anything at all besides the small built-in chair, you come up empty. You’re the only weapon you have. Turning, you hold up your fists and back into the room.

“Oh?” His smile turns into a full grin, distorting the pretty features of his face the further it spreads. “I guess they’re not here after all.”

“What are you playing at, priest,” you spit the last word, backing up until you’re flush against the wall.

“Hmm? It’s a simple mistake,” he says, bowing his head to walk into the tiny room.

“It’s not in here!”

“Are you sure? Did you check every inch of it?” He takes up the whole space with both height and presence. Even the air is magnetized by him.

“Where?” Struggling to suck in shallow breaths, you hold out your hands in what you hope is a threatening gesture. “They’re not here.”

“Oh?” His hands close over yours, pushing them down to your sides as he takes another step towards you. His hair falls over his eyes, making it harder to see his face in the already dim light.

“You’re not a priest.”

He chuckles before asking, “What am I?”

“You’re a devil.”

“Not the?”

“What?”

“Not the devil, just one of them?” He bends down, his lips brushing against your neck as he whispers, “There must be so many of us.”

“What are you?” The whispered words wouldn’t have been heard anywhere else but the intimacy of the small room makes them audible.

“I thought you had it all figured out.”

“Demon.”

He chuckles again, the sound vibrating against your skin and causing shivers down the right half of your body. His scent circles you, trying to make you bend to its intoxicating will. He smells of danger and lust, and it takes your entire being to resist. “Who’s to say?”

“You’re vile!”

“I’ve been called worse.”

“What are you?” you ask again, pushing your palms firm against his chest. He doesn’t budge.

“What if I said I’m just a priest?”

“I’d saying you’re lying–”

“A priest who’s concerned as to why one of God’s children is so interested in everything he does. A priest that’s noticed a particular member of the flock who’s been watching him. Keeping him close while trying to catch him doing something he shouldn’t. Trying to do only God knows what,” he says, making the sign of the cross while looking towards the ceiling.

“You’re not a priest.”

“Then what? Maybe I’m an actor who’s researching a role? Or a mobster who’s on the run?” He lists off the options on his fingers. “Or, no, maybe I’m part of the witness protection program. Are you trying to blow my cover?”

Narrowing your eyes, your face scrunches as you try to read his face. Between the dull light and the monotone expression he’s providing, you don’t know what to think.

“Or,” he continues, “maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m a devil. Maybe I’m the thing your mother warned you about when you were a child. Maybe I’m the thing in the closet, the monster under the bed, your darkest desires made flesh.”

Desire?

“Please let me go,” you whisper. “If you let me out of here I won’t say anything.”

“You won’t?”

“I promise. I’ll forget everything”

“In His house?” When you nod his laughter fills the room and echoes off the walls. “You’re willing to allow darkness to fall on someone else. As long as it’s not you, is that it?”

“What–”

“You’ll forget?” His fingers dig into your scalp, tangling within your hair and snapping your head back. You jut your fists out against his chest as dread fills your body, weighing it down like cement. “What is there to forget? Have I done something to you?”

“I… I don’t know,” you say, the words weak under your strained neck. “Please, I don’t–”

His lips on yours stop the words forming, making you lose your train of thought in the shock of the kiss, both due to the fact that he’s a priest but also from the pleasure it elicits. Heat spreads out across your skin and the hands that had been held up in defence now circle around his back, pulling him closer. He tastes provocative, like the forbidden fruit, like power and control.

Addictive. His scent, his taste, his face; he’s a drug, pure addiction.

Grinding your hips against his, his cock firm under your touch, you suck on his tongue as he lifts you up by your arse. Moaning, you wrap your legs around him with wanton abandon, wanting him more than you’ve wanted anything before. Your hands pull at the tucked material of his shirt in frustration, tugging on the fabric until it yields to your will and you’re able to slip your hands under.

He’s unbuckling his belt and you’re inspecting his chest with your fingertips, neither of you allowing a moment to pass without your lips on each other's skin. Neck, throat, ears and lips, every sensation worshipped as your tongues explore every inch within reach.

His fingers sneak under your skirt, pulling your panties to the side so he can slip a finger inside. Currents of molten lava threaten to erupt from within as you throw your head back. His finger curls up to find that perfect spot with ease, as if he’d already found it before. His thumb circles your clit. Between the pressure of your g-spot and the bundle of nerves he’s caressing, your pussy throbs, each stroke bringing you closer to the orgasm you’ve been denying yourself for way too long.

“This is wrong,” you mutter against his cheek as he adds another finger and nibbles on your ear.

“Sinner.” He chuckles and between the friction of his movements and the way he taunts you with his words, you come undone in his hands, your body shuddering against his as flames course through your veins. It’s bliss.

Is this heaven or hell? Before you can ponder the question, your muscles still spasming from your high, he removes his hand and plunges his thick cock into your dripping pussy. A guttural sob exits your lips and you tense at both the shock of your own voice and the overstimulation of your throbbing clit. Was your heartbeat always this loud? Can he feel it beating against his dick?

“Father Moon Jo?”

Breath hitching, you freeze. It’s one of the gossiping women from the tent. You’ve known her since you were a child but for the life of you you can’t seem to remember her name. She’s walking inside, up the aisle, looking for the man currently balls deep inside your tight cunt. This is your punishment, God is angry that you’re fucking one of His priests, or, well, someone in His church. Letting out a jagged breath, you hope she’ll give up and go away on her own.

The priest bites into your neck and you let out a gasp. Balling up your fists still twisted up inside his shirt, you glare up at him as he continues to move inside you, long slow movements with a devious grin on his lips.

“Ah, Father Moon Jo? Is that you?”

She turns back, the outline of her body barely visible through the grated wood and frosted glass shielding the door. The closer she gets, the easier it is to make her out… meaning the easier it is to make you out. Breathing in a staggered inhale as tears spring to your eyes, you plead silently with the demon in front of you. His grin widens and instead he picks up the pace, thrusting inside you with a carnal hunger. You tremble under the pleasure and if he wasn’t already holding you up, your knees would surely have buckled underneath you.

She’s only a few steps away now. Pounding your fists against his chest doesn’t help. He continues to pound into you at a frantic pace. Shaking your head back and forth, huffed pants and soft whines filling the booth, you drive your hips into his. The room is a sauna, sweat dripping down your back.

“Ah, is someone in there?”

“Yes! Yes!” you scream out the words as he drives into you. She says your name right as you release an animalistic growl.

“Can you come back later?” The priest’s voice is calm, serene. “I’m in the middle of an impromptu confession.”

“Oh? Oh! I’m so sorry! I’ll wait outside,” she says, walking quickly back the way she came, throwing a questionable look over her shoulder before she exits.

“The face of the fallen woman is the most delicious,” he says, slamming your back against the wall. He slides his tongue along your throat and across your jaw. “You taste like starlight and broken dreams – exquisite.”

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this content! If you did, please consider liking, commenting, reblogging and/or following, and check out my masterlist for similar content. Have a great day!

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stardustkrishnaverse · 8 months

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TEXTING HINDU GODS PT.2

cos i couldnt get enough 😂

RAMA 🫶:

- replies with a wholesome and sweet paragraph LITERALLY EVERY TIME

- asks you about your day

- tells you what him and his fam did that day

- helps you make friends ('Don't worry - you're so sweet and kind! You have got this! 🤗')

- emotional breakdown support 101

- does random facetimes to show you nice things he finds in the forest

- does group vid calls to show everyone

-- > does 'campfire sessions' on group vid call where you all play antakshari or tell stories together

- gives the best life advice, on parallel with Krishna's (surprise surprise amirite)

y/n : hi Ram ji :)

Rama : Hi my priye y/n, so good to hear from you! You know, today we saw this beautiful flower in the forest that I'm pretty sure is a Golden Arch Dendrobium - Lakshmana says we have come to the areas of Bharat where it is a native plant! Its colour was so mesmerising and bright - it looked so lovely in Sitey's hair! I wish you were here to see it 🥰 [Sends pic of flower]

y/n : *sends 10min voice note of emotional breakdown*

rama : *sends multiple vns back right away with lots of affirmations and emotional support. if your love language is physical touch he also posts you a hand-knit jumper or a crochet teddy for you to snuggle*

HANUMAN 🫶:

- another one for speed dial

- happy to help in every circumstance

-- > but may not help with picking outfits as he'll find smth nice to say for every option 😂💓

- BEST motivation and motivational speeches

- will pretend to study with you on vid call so you can have a study buddy 🥺

- if you can't sleep at night, will be on phone call telling a wholesome story to send u to sleep (most likely smth about his or shri ram's adventures)

- will highly appreciate you sharing your fave Shri Ram bhajans with him

- begins and ends every convo with 'JSR 🙏' (Jai Shri Ram)

- in summary: your fave uncle, grandad and brother in one

- in bg of all of Shri Ram's vid calls and says hi haha (he loves to sing in the antakshari and is also such a big hype man 😁)

RADHA 🫶:

- you know that trope about going to dads with all your 'dad needs' like fixing the sink,, well that is radhe with LITERALLY EVERYTHING

- solves all your problems

- is also on speed dial

- is the caring older sister (without the brown eldest sibling trauma 💀)

- reposts all the dumb pics of herself that kanha tags her in and adds individual captions with the patience of only kanhas eternal consort 🥰

kanha : *posts of a pic of himself looking swag and radhe scratching her nose mid blink* RADHE ❤️

radhe : *resharing* I've never looked so good, new pfp material 😂

kanha : *comments* wow i get to be in ur pfp 🥹🥹🥹🥹 #blessed

radha : like u are not literally in all of them 🙄

y/n : *posts a vid of radha single-handedly doing dhakka to y/n's broken down car, kanha doing 😍 face in bg*

#guess whos back lol #gopiblr #krishna #krishnablr #hindu memes #hindu mythology #ramayana meme #shri ram #hanuman #radharani #ramayana squad are wholesome beans 🥺#lakshmana takes some time to get comfortable with u tho

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nso-csi · 9 months

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230818 KCONLA

I thought the cheers for Taeyong were but then Taemin came on… that was not kcon. that was a TAEMIN CONCERT cr.

This wasn't Kcon because Taemin turned it into his concert. The whole arena plus the other idols were amazing by this man. Taemin is the God of kpop cr.

I wish you could’ve heard the screams. Truly thunder loud. They started and never ended - everything Taemin did commanded that lovestruck cheering and respect. The king was in the house truly. Good god. IM SO!!! cr.

listen. there are artists and then there are Artists and i am blessed to have seen taemin live, what an absolutely stunning performer on every level holy shit i am changed cr.

Like I cannot describe to you. The way my body feels. The way my heart feels. The way my soul feels. He is magic. As soon as he started Advice, it was over. The arena was HIS. Never heard such screams in my life. He deserves it all and more. I’m sitting here just. In awe. cr.

had a pseudo-religious experience watching taemin and apparently the crowd did too bc I hadn’t heard it so deafeningly loud until he came out cr.

The crowd was the loudest for Taemin like oh my god i’ve literally never heard it that loud in my life that was insane cr.

Taemin was unbelievably incredible. Honestly if I were to ask you who is K-pop’s best dancer is and your answer isn’t Taemin then don’t bother opening your mouth to respond. cr.

Like I can’t explain the energy in the stadium when Taemin came on. The screams, all light sticks turned on. It was electrifying cr.

My sister before KCON: Who even is Taemin My sister after KCON: Taemin is my new religion. Taemin invented dancing. I’m going to spend 20 cents to go to the library and print out a picture of Taemin and pray to it every day 🧎🏻‍♀️🙏😂 cr.

(230818 KCON TAEMIN - Advice + 멘트 + Criminal + MOVE)

#taemin

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 23 hours

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The funny thing is that even though there's a lot going on in the trailer, my tl in both tumblr and twitter is only full of images of *that scene* 😂😂. It seems like everyone is having a mental breakdown because they don't know what's going on with him, I guess no one will survive June 16th when that scene actually happens.😂😂

You can’t put naked Aemond in a trailer and expect people not to lose their minds. We have been clamouring for this since season one ended, and it looks like we’ve been listened to! God bless 🙏

#asked and answered

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paletreetimemachine · 12 days

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I will always be praying for you and daisy I pray for you guys every day I'm 100% serious too lol I go to church with my grandma every day and i always say to God please bless Jorge and Daisy and take care of them both and the program bless them please God because it's just so amazing that they have each other so help them with everything that they need help with and I know I get my prayers answered so everything will always be okay in the end there's always a bright side to everything anyway :)

Aww really thanks lizzle for saying the words Seriously I always pray for you no matter what I always helped my family doing chores around the house you are right all thanks daisy for keeping taking good care of me I promise I'm always here for you okay I promise I won't let you down myself okay with daisy she is very sweetheart person I missed her big smile I always has her back okay lizzle thanks again lizzle with kind with respectful.😭☺️🙏😍👌😀😥👍👊😡👼😂😴😘😊😯😏❤💙. I could hear laugh right now.

#asks

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kidflashimpulse · 24 days

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I am outing myself as having your notifs on

Anyways, college in the US is so insanely expensive, so it might depend on his and his parent’s finances.

If they don’t want to spend student loans (or if he isn’t sure what he wants to do), he might choose a community college (still expensive, but less so).

I feel like he would go to a four year college though so here are some things I kind of know (as a community college goer; not first hand experience)

College in a different state is more expensive

Most first years are required to live in the dorms (so they can take your moneyyyy)

I’d recommend looking up colleges in El Paso to see what’s going on there

All that said… Texas is famous for having a bad education system lol. So keep that in mind

He also might not have a car depending on how much parking costs (and how easy it is to find parking at whatever college he may go to if it’s a 4 year). My best friend had to leave her car at her parent’s house from that first year and just walk/bus everywhere because parking was so expensive and difficult

u r literally god sent bless u omg i’m saving this

this is so helpful genuinely !! i will be looking into everything u mentioned, and from what i gathered it aligns very nicely with what i already had in mind for my next chapter (and jaimes early 20s path in general)

(a bad education system…. i felt that 😭 )

on the one hand there’s always the possibility that the rich ppl of the JL (looking at u bruce) would pull that surprise scholarship stunt, but it doesn’t account for living costs which i imagine along with moving to another state would just elevate it to a ridiculous level. and i imagine bats only really does this for extreme cases where any other alternative would uproot the affected persons life (a little stingy of him if u ask me).

YJ Reyes household seem to be doing relatively alright for themselves, i imagine they must have some savings at the very least to support jaime in his education to some extent. i don’t see jaime trying to balance a job (beyond probably helping his dad out at the garage) with his education which takes priority (AND vigilantism) so it’s possible in his third year he’s either moved back to his folks place or sharing a flat with housemates (if so then i HC them as brenda and paco lol) or something. he probably has some loans, or maybe the JL has some system that qualifies the kids for scholarships idk 😂

that parking thing is crazy, life has become very unserious honestly 🥲

thank u for this invaluable information 🙏 <3 and good luck, wishing u all the best with college 💪 !

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eggbunni · 1 year

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Set up a minimalist week in my Hobonichi Weeks Mega with me! 🥰

I had a little chat with a friend this morning about how self care is SO important. Especially when you’re so focused on productivity and checking off your achievement to do lists that you forget to stop, breathe, and do things for yourself. For me, seeing little reminders in my planner like, “play video games” or “spend time with God” or “drink water, dummy” helps remind me all week that my priorities should be less about “churn out things to make other people happy” and more about “I’m a person who deserves happiness too”. 🙏

I’ve spent the last couple weeks focused on journaling, house maintenance, and playing a *lot* of video games! 😂 I beat Last of Us 1 Remastered on PS4, beat Pokémon Legends Arceus (and am now playing the after game), bought Last of Us 2 and am working through it, have been enjoying some new Steam games, and just spending a lot of time in my Bible and with God who is my strength and my shield. ✝️ If it means I’m not posting much to my social media, so be it! Because I’m having fun, and I’m happy!

But don’t worry. Lots of new content coming soon. I have boxes and boxes full of cool stuff to show you, am replenished with ideas on cool new stationery content to dish out, and am just overall excited to dive back in. … When I feel like it. Lol.

Hope you all have a wonderful Monday, and a blessed week ahead! Don’t forget to work self care into your week this week. Put your oxygen mask on first, y’know? 💖

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ask-emilz-de-philz · 1 year

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JUNE COMMISSION SLOTS NOW OPEN!

QUICK COMMISSIONS- slots last until end of June (don't mind the ''till may 31'' coz im extending it)

REGULAR COMMISSIONS - 5 slots available

Please see Terms and Conditions for what I may or may not draw.

Also, thank you to those who donated last time, we were able to raise $53 with the quick commissions which may not seem much but at least I was able to help pay with our household bills. 🙏 Thank you so much again!

I'm still taking Quick commissions (no limits on the slots, hanggang sa makakaya 😂🙏) since I'd like to help raise $500 this June for our other remaining bills and for the maintenance medicines as well. I'm trying my hardest to live through this month, ughh inflation is horrendous. I'd rather do something productive and work stuff out before loaning becoz, dear gosh, i don't know what to pay once i Loan and it's got interests and other shiz adding up to big amounts. 😨😨😨😭😭😭😭

I know some of you are going thru the same trials or even worse, than I am, and as such, may not br aboe to help financially however it would greatly help if you could share this particular post so that others may have seen this. Thank you so much again more power and God bless!

As for Araw ng Kalayaan, I'll try my hardest to be able to come up with an event at least or a post (that's not reshared lol orz) becoz I owe you guys and myself and Emilio that much coz I've been preoccupied with personal matters which is why I haven't been going around new stuff with the page recently which I apologize. ;

Thank you again and take care!

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