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Full Beaver Moon in Gemini ♦︎ Moon Magick Pick A Card

(I’m ultra-sorry for this PAC being ultra-late!! I’ve been in deep, intense spiritual rehab🙏🏻Also, y’all have NO idea how much psychotic psychic ‘opposition’ I was fighting to get through with this PAC! It was plain insanity at this point. If you’ve found this PAC and you resonate, please, PLEASE, take care of your spiritual wellbeing and amp up your psychic protection for next year!)

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Collectively speaking, the whole of Mankind is being prepared for a massive transformation that, hopefully, will lead to real, lasting harmony and prosperity. It is high time Mankind grew up and learnt to be responsible for the choices it makes in regards to co-Creation with the Universe. Where attention goes, aenergy goes, right?

Every man’s priority and perspective hold the power to shape—and reshape—Reality. For realz. For we are all part of that same fabric of Reality, we are constantly, with each other, co-Creating various spectrum of experiences that affect each other’s wellbeing. It’s inevitable. Your attention is what gives power to the Matrix. If you want to beat the System, you need to learn its mechanism and ultimately, stop giving your attention to Reality creation that doesn’t serve the highest good of all of Mankind.

Full Beaver Moon was on November 27. Its effects can still be felt by most peeps until at least April Fool’s next year (funny). This full moon is second to last before this year’s final Full Cold Moon on December 26, which will be in Cancer; and so the meaning of this Beaver Moon is for us to gather as much resource as possible before the cold winter.

For this Beaver Moon is in Gemini—the sign of thinking and learning—this implies gathering info, perspective, knowledge, intel as much as possible for us to study and digest all throughout winter. Sounds funny but trust me this will be SO relevant by spring next year. The aenergy I’m tapping into is super intense as the whole of Mankind is being ushered into a phase of rapid growing pains that will affect societies on a global scale.

Death of an old paradigm. Death of the 3D Self. It’s all happening. If you identify as a Lightworker or a Starseed, the message you find here could potentially be more relevant to you than most other peeps you know in your circle. You’re in gestation mode. Get ready because spring might be…weird?

It’s high time Mankind learnt to be responsible for its real power of co-Creation. Those who are more spiritually attuned have always had a craving for a freer, more authentic existence. Use this time to rest your heart, your mind, your soul, and let your Higher Self show you the way towards new avenues and grounds for things and pursuits you’ve always felt a calling to.

Even your weirdest hobbies and interests are no coincidence, hon. 2024 will probably not allow anyone to have a stagnant time—for better or worse… But you? You’re going to have a blast! I just know it🥂

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Pile 1 – Spread Your Wings and Fly Away

resource – 3 of Pentacles

I hope you acknowledge just how resourceful you are as a person. On top of that, you’re naturally courageous. If you feel like you’re not that brave, it must’ve been your environment and the people you’ve met that have dimmed that fire in you. It is now time to reclaim your authentic voice. And you need to begin with acknowledging just how much your environment is stifling your creativity and/or originality. It is only by understanding the patterns that have shaped the way you view yourself can you then unravel that false perception that, you could say, was imposed on you.

Don’t kill your inner child to please the adults around you—no matter who these adults may be (they could be your peers if you’re already an adult yourself). When you were born into this world you carried seeds of courage, creativity and invention. All of these are such precious gifts for Mankind. You were supposed to develop yourself as one of the new builders of New Earth. You may have forgotten the minute details of your blueprint, but I know that you know it in your heart of hearts that this is the truth of your reason for being born :D

recollection – XVII The Star

You’re literally the only Pile that’s gotten a Major Arcana. Surely you know you’re a Starseed? :D If you don’t, you soon will. Perhaps your parents know something about the ‘waves of volunteers’ that was quite a topic back in the 60s or 70s? (I’m not duper sure about the timeline lol) At any rate, you have a great destiny ahead of you and it is imperative that you acknowledge this of yourself first before you’re launched into initiation*. What’s that about, you ask?

Many of your latent talents that may still be offline right now will gradually be uncovered for you. Throughout 2024, I’m sure you will experience many awakenings of sort that will propel you into remembering bits and pieces of talents you had acquired in other lifetimes. All of these gifts, are your gifts to Humanity. There is a divine reason why you’ve had to work so hard for your own personal transformation before you could assist others in helping themselves transform their paradigm. OK?

respite – 10 of Cups Rx

It is rather common for Starseeds to feel like the family they were born into, isn’t the family they belong to. Many Starseeds even find themselves look quite visibly physically different from the rest of their family. There’s just something there that seems to act as a bridge between your entire existence and theirs. You don’t think the same way; your moralities totally clash; the essences of your values are worlds apart; and so on. You’re right, these people aren’t the people you’re meant to call ‘family’. Their only purpose is to show you how ‘crazy’ develops in people, all for you to learn to navigate it and put an end to generational curses on Planet Earth. And thus it begins at ‘home’.

I have a feeling that for many of you reading this, there is an elder in your family—a much older elder—whom you could actually talk to, who would be able to share information about circumstances surrounding your birth or the bloodline you are born into. In another scenario, this person may not be older but simply possesses immense knowledge pertaining to your raison d’etre or even Life Purpose. In yet another scenario, it may not necessarily be a family member but rather, a teacher, a divine someone you meet serendipitously, or some random-ass wise Boomer you watch on YouTube who holds ideas and perspectives that make you feel seen and validated.

The period from this Full Beaver Moon until at least April next year may involve a lot of healthy grieving. Let yourself feel those emotions and feel Human. You deserve a safe space to be yourself and see all your dreams manifest. You’ve got this, OK? One day you will be serving the Light by sharing your stories😊

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*I’ve included further technical interpretations of what this ‘initiation’ means for Lightworkers and Starseeds in the bonus content🐛

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Pile 2 – Where Have You Come From and Where Are You Going, Dear Traveller?

resource – 7 of Cups Rx

In your childhood, I feel like you were forced to grow up faster than your peers. Your environment was not exactly friendly to the dreams and imaginations of a child. So you grew up to become practical, pragmatic and responsible rather quickly. But it was really hard to grow up like that because you, the real you, are a visionary. A visionary is someone who has many dreams and wild ideas, and in the right environment, a quality like that would’ve been much, much more celebrated! In the wrong environment, a dreaminess such as that is stifled.

This FM in Gemini invites you to revisit this dreaminess of yours because in your imaginations and daydreams lies the map of your Soul. Where have you come from and where are you going, dear visionary? Understanding your place in the world helps you gain insight about your Life Purpose, so to speak. What gifts have you brought into this world to share with Humanity? What challenges have you come face to face that have shaped your unique skills and perceptions?

recollection – 6 of Cups

Your home environment, your family and society have shaped the person that you are. It is important to understand your ‘roots’, kinda, so you know your strengths and weaknesses when standing in the midst of society. The rich kid from the upper echelons of society will possess skills and knowledge the poor kid from the hood wasn’t fed with. But likewise, the poor kid from the hood will possess perspectives and street smarts that are very unique in comparison to the shielded experiences of most privileged kids. Something like that.

One is not necessarily superior to the other. It’s mostly about understanding where you’ve come from and where these experiences, skills and perspectives could get you. Know your own uniqueness and use that to serve Humanity as you use that to take care of yourself and those you care about. A true sense of success can only come from being useful to other people, for the most part…unless you’re a psychopath XD

respite – King of Pentacles

You have so many natural talents that could make you money, that much I’d like to reaffirm. But more importantly than money, it’s that you have such a strong penchant for true leadership. If you work with your Throat chakra, you could become a very appealing public speaker. You could convince people to join your causes. But to become a true leader of the new world, you must possess good morality, so don’t forget to take care of your Solar Plexus and Heart chakras, so you don’t fall into the trapping of manipulation through speech.

Honestly, I think you are such a good person in spite of all the mental/psychological hardships you’ve had to grow up with. Calm your nerves down and enjoy slow moments with, idk, camomile tea or lavender bath, every now and then? Relaxation practices like breathing meditation, or even just fixing your sleeping pattern/schedule, could help you get in touch with your inner child again and I feel that this is something that will be important for you throughout this winter☃️Everything about your Life will become a lot clearer by spring, trust that😉

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Pile 3 – Let the Past Die and Live on For Your Soul Tribes

resource – 3 of Cups

Honey, it’s time for you to rejoice. You’ve been through so much disappointment, so much heartbreak, and people have betrayed and abandoned you, and you’ve come through nevertheless. Surely that deserves some kind of karmic reward? Your Spirit Guides, your Soul Family, are applauding you for all you’ve been through. I think you’ve worked hard on yourself. Releasing yourself from past pains, distancing yourself—to the best of your ability—from toxic people and environments, and you’re about ready to serve your Dharmic Purpose.

I know many of you reading this will resonate with having worked on transmuting a lot of generational karma, but plenty of you tapping into this reading have even worked on transmuting geological karma and curses. The geographical location you were born into or the race you were born into, collectively speaking these kinds of things also carry generational curses based on terrible things that have happened on that location. I’d like you to know that you’ve done so much just by existing! You are the magic, the miracle that you’ve been hoping to see in the world🐣

recollection – Page of Pentacles

You’re an individual of many talents, but I’m sure there’s like 2 or 3 things you’re INSANELY good at. Do you know what they are? If you focus all of your aenergy on just these few main talents, you will literally shift your whole Reality to a much higher bandwidth! Try it. By focusing on just these few main pursuits, I sense you will be attracting your Soul Tribes at a much faster rate. I’m seeing these pulsating energetic vortexes that represent you and your Soul Tribes currently incarnate on Earth. These vortexes are spinning and expanding so rapidly that you and your Soul Tribes are magnetising each other into your morphogenetic fields—essentially, your Realities.

You and your Soul Tribes literally have unique missions on Earth and when you meet and collab, everything is going to make sense for you. These seemingly different groups of people are doing things (or exist in industries) that are similar to your own interests and visions for the world. I sense you may have felt a calling to be part of a certain industry and you’ve been studying and preparing yourself for that. ATTENTION! THIS. IS. NOT. RANDOM. You are being manifested by that industry if anything LMAO You have a place there so keep going!🌾

respite – 2 of Cups Rx

With all of that said, let this reading be your confirmation that you can make the choice to die to everyone and everything that doesn’t align with this vision in your mind that you know comes from your Soul. Be a ghost. Hustle in quiet. Don’t spill the beans until they are ready for planting. And when you plant, plant with your Soul Family and not those who are only pretending to be there for you so they can take advantage of you later!

Connections with your real Soul Tribes are going to feel effortlessly uplifting on top of being respectful of boundaries. Interactions and exchanges with your real Soul Tribes are never going to make you feel icky. Trust your gut instinct when you feel that someone you’ve come to trust is probably manipulating you with kind or sweet words imbued with some dishonourable intent. You’re probably right but let’s not take chances; you’ve had enough, so keep your brains about you, too. Best to use this time to build—or rebuild—your world of everything that makes Life worth living🎂

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eds6ngel · 10 months

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hi, b!

i love your account and i saw that you’re okay with writing smut.

i was thinking it’s eddie and reader’s first time and he’s really soft with her? maybe he’s worried about her losing feelings or of him messing everything up by his inexperience?

thank you! <3

hey darling!! i actually made them both virgins in this, just to amp up the sweetness <33 (and because i have no experience at all) also, i made this a part 2 to my 'new girl' fic, so if you wanna check out part 1, you can read it here!!

warnings: SMUT. fem!afab!reader. p in v. fingering. handjob. blowjob. cunnilingus. lots of kissing. sex talk outside of the smut. basically just your basic sex stuff. swearing. vulgar language. fluff. comfort. established relationship. r is 18, eddie is 20 [4.1k].

You and Eddie have been dating for three months by this point. You had done the most that normal horny teenagers had done: kissing, making out, grinding, hell, you even tried your part at having sex. However, it didn’t go successfully the first time.

The both of you had no idea what to do. Eddie condoms expired, so you agreed to do it without one, which was mistake number one. You weren’t wet enough whatsoever, the both of you skipping all foreplay. And to top it all off, Eddie pushed in all the way without thinking, causing you to scream out in pain and call it quits for the night.

Since then, you both avoided ridding of any clothes closely tied to a sexual nature, the pair of you scared to death that your mutual lack of knowledge was going to cause harm again.

You and Eddie both agreed that the failed first attempt was not going to be classed as your ‘first time,’ despite what society would try and argue against. You both wanted it to feel special, the relationship going strong so far, a failed ‘first time’ not ruining that for you.

You actually went out to the library both together and on separate occasions to research about sex. Eddie’s first recommendation was to sit down and watch porn together, you having to explain that in no shape or form would a woman in real life ever want to live out the fake fantasy of a porn film. Besides, it was also a very fucking weird thing to do.

Hawkins was a very religious town, you searching high and low for anything that didn’t bring up the topic of abstinence. And even when looking past that, the woman’s pleasure was always disregarded, the term ‘submit’ popping up more times than you and Eddie would like to recall. With you just turning 18 and Eddie 20, Hawkins Library gave you permission to access the restricted section, much to a very pleased Eddie. You had to keep him on track most of the time, Eddie getting distracted by the mature content.

“Baby, come on. We’re looking for books on sex, not Satanism.”

With even the restricted books being more sanitised than you would’ve liked, at least some of the authors knew what they were talking about, especially the female ones, to no surprise. You learnt about safety, to foreplay, to pleasure points, to techniques, your joint knowledge growing by the minute.

It had been around a month of research for the two of you, preparing for whenever the appropriate time would be to try again.

Which was tonight.

You and Eddie were sat on his couch watching a cheesy horror flick, Wayne working a night shift, leaving the two of you in the trailer alone, with no interruptions.

You were lying on Eddie’s lap, his ringed hand mindlessly threading through your hair as you focused on the killer slashing the victims on screen, fake blood pouring out of them as they perished to the ground.

“Babe?” you pipe up, Eddie humming in response, “How’s research been going?”

Eddie chuckles as you both look at each other, “Is that what we’re calling it now?”

“We’re studying sources to learn new facts, sounds like research to me,” you smile.

Eddie kisses the crown of your head, “Just doesn’t sound very manly, does it? ‘What have you been up to recently Eddie?’” he says, putting on an overexaggerated posh accent, “’Oh nothing much, just researching how to have sex with my girlfriend.’ People would think I’m insane, sweetheart.”

You shift yourself so you are lying on your stomach, wrapping your arms around Eddie’s neck and shrugging, “You can make anything sound manly babe. You could word in a way such as ‘I’ve been reading up on ways to pleasure my girl better.’ That’s such a hotter way to put it.”

Eddie raises his eyebrows, “Yeah,” he drags out, “But, I’m not looking into how to make the sex better, I’m looking into how to even start having it.”

“Better than most people,” you reply, “Many of my friends have told me that they don’t even get to cum when they have sex with their boyfriends. At least you’re trying.”

“Isn’t that the whole point of sex?” Eddie asks, as if a stupid question, “To make your girl feel good?”

“Unfortunately baby, most men just have sex for themselves. They just want the feeling of a vagina wrapped around their dick.”

Even though the two of you had a horrific first attempt, you were both still very sex positive. Just because you didn’t have it didn’t mean you were in any way uncomfortable talking about it.

“Stupid,” Eddie mumbles with a shake of his head, “They could just jerk themselves off for the same effect, stop wasting a girl’s time.”

“Is that what you do?” you tease him, “Just in between the research, you have a ten minute jerking break?”

“I get hot and bothered sometimes, okay?” he laughs, “There’s some very graphic images in there. S’hard to concentrate.”

And from your position sitting in his lap, it might not just be the research that gets him that way. “You sure you’re not feeling the same way now, baby?” you purr, looking deep into his eyes.

He groans slightly as you grind your hips into his, “Jesus sweetheart, if I wasn’t already before, I definitely am now.”

Your lips connected together in a passionate kiss, the pair of you grinding into each other as your tongues explored each other’s mouths. This was something you’d done before. As your relationship developed, you realised how easy it was to dissect society’s words surrounding sex. If it were society defining your relationship by its standards, you two would’ve technically lost your virginities to each other in the first month of the relationship. Grinding was a simple task to get the two of you going, even making each other cum by it. It was just further than that where you guys had an issue, which is why both still class yourselves as virgins.

As you break apart, you lift Eddie’s shirt off, him doing the same to you, looking into your eyes, asking, “Are we really about to do this?”

“I’m game if you’re game,” you reply.

He smirks, “Baby, I’m always game.”

You giggle as you begin to litter kisses down his neck, him moaning out as you find his sweet spot, his hands gripping tighter at your waist. You make a trail down his chest to his stomach, him gripping your hair as you do so, his head falling back against the couch. There was just something about your lips that were so intoxicating to him.

You reach the waistband of his pants, Eddie switching into his grey sweatpants the minute he stepped into his trailer. He was a metalhead at heart, but keeping up the physical appearance wasn’t always the comfiest.

He lifts himself up, allowing you to pull down the sweatpants, his white and blue checkered boxers on show, a visible bump from where he had gotten hard from the mere mention of you talking about sex. He hates to admit it, but this happened every time, you had just failed to notice.

You look up at him with the softest look in eyes, making sure that he was comfortable with you going further. As every book said: consent was key.

“Yeah, sweetheart, take ‘em off,” he verbalises, you nodding as you pull down his boxers, his cock springing free in front of you. You look up at him with a glint of worry, Eddie immediately taking notice. “It’s all about practice, okay? It’s you, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it regardless.”

You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, Eddie already groaning above you by the mere feeling of your touch on his body. “I, um—” you stutter out, “Do I just go up and down?”

“Yeah, babe, just—” he wraps his hand around yours, the size difference sending shivers down his spine as he moves your hand in the same motion he would when he’s on his own. Yet, the slight change of you doing it in comparison to him made it all the more enjoyable. It was true what they said: it was the person, not the action.

He shudders as you begin to create a steady rhythm, you asking, “Is this good?”

He sighs, “Nothing could be better than this baby, thank you. God, fuck,” he moans out. However, what shocked him was how quick you became accustomed to him, the feeling of your tongue licking up the side of his shaft sending shivers down his spine. “Jesus fucking Christ, God.”

In your head, you were trying to recall the steps that the book you read taught you, trying your best not to mess up and cause your boyfriend to become uncomfortable. You lick the tip of his dick, seeing that Eddie loudly moans out at the feeling, hearing him say, “Just like that baby, take it down further.”

And so you do, hollowing out your cheeks as you take him into your mouth, Eddie grabbing your hair into a ball as he lightly guides you up and down, giving him maximum pleasure. You look up at him with innocent eyes, continuing to bob your head, Eddie swearing he just died and went to heaven.

He can feel his balls tightening up, Eddie yelling out, “Baby, wait, wait!” in a manner that came across a little too panicked, causing you to immediately jump off of him.

“I’m sorry!” you squeak out, beginning to ramble, “Did I get you with my teeth? Or was I too rough? God, I was probably too rough, wasn’t I—”

But, your nervous state gets cut off by Eddie grabbing your chin and pulling you into a soft kiss, you instantly cupping his cheek back. As you part, he leans your forehead against his, “It was nothing you did sweetheart, don’t worry. I just… don’t wanna cum yet,” he shyly smiles.

“Oh,” you giggle softly, “Okay.”

He kisses your cheek, making trail down your neck, “But, I do think it’s your turn to cum for me, sweetheart.”

You whimper at his words, the eagerness oozing from his throat. “Can we, um… go to your bedroom though? This is technically Wayne’s bed after all.”

Eddie chuckles, “Yeah, I don’t think he’d be too happy with that.” He shocks you by lifting you up underneath his arms, laughing to himself as he guides you to his bedroom.

As he kicks open the door with his foot, he carries you over to the bed, placing you down gently and hovering over you, placing a tender kiss to your lips. “You’ve given me all your love sweetheart, I’m here to give you mine.”

He litters kisses all over your chest and collarbones, sucking a little to visibly show that you belong to him. Nobody else was gonna get his girl.

Despite your eyes being closed, basking in the pleasure of his soft lips on your skin, you feel him reach around the back of you, trying his hardest to unclasp your bra.

Helping him out, you sit up, wrapping your arms around his neck, smiling at him, “You need help with that, my love?”

“No, no, I got it,” he grits out, trying to get the hooks to come apart. “Why the hell is this so difficult?”

You giggle into his neck, deciding to press little kisses there as a form of distraction.

“Baby, don’t tease me. I’m struggling enough here.”

You laugh as you reach around yourself, pushing his hands out of the way and instantly un-hooking your bra, tossing it onto the floor.

Eddie can’t be drawn away from your breasts, his eyes practically bulging at the sight, his mouth agape. “I… um…” he stutters out, “I was gonna ask how you did that, but your tits baby… Holy shit.”

And no word of a lie, your boyfriend does grabby hands, like a child in a candy store, “Please can I touch them? Please let me touch them… Oh my God.”

You cup his face with your hands, smiling, “You can do whatever you want with them, my love.”

He breathes out, shakes his hands as he mutters, “Okay.” He pushes your breasts together, massaging them in his hands as he genuinely gawks, “Jesus… They’re perfect. You’re perfect. Fuck…”

You press a kiss to the underside of his jaw as a ‘Thank you,’ Eddie rubbing his thumbs over your nipples, a loud whine escaping your mouth.

He stops his motions, “That feel good?”

“Mhmm,” you hum, “It’s sensitive. Keep doing that.”

And he does exactly that, flicking over them, surprised that such a simple action could cause so much pleasure for you. “You need to go braless more baby, holy shit.”

“If I knew you would’ve had this reaction, I would’ve shown you them sooner,” you giggle.

“Better than any porn magazine I’ve ever seen,” he mumbles, leaning in and taking your left breast into his mouth, him pulling on your nipple, letting go with a pop. “Who needs porn when I can have you?”

“I better see the ones under your bed gone by tomorrow then,” you smirk back at him.

“Easiest decision I’ll ever make.”

He traces his thumbs over the sides of your hips as he makes a trail down from your cleavage to the bottom of your stomach, tugging at your belt, a much easier task for him than your difficult bra.

He pulls down your jeans, adding them to the increasing pile on the floor. The next thing surprises you, Eddie beginning to laugh as he places his head down on top of your cloth-covered pussy, his hair tickling the bottom of your stomach. “Shit.”

You laugh too, despite not knowing what he was giggling about, he was just infectious like that. “What, my love?” you ask with a smile.

“Took off your bra before I got to see the matching set on you,” he frowns over-dramatically.

You thread your fingers through his curls, “I’ll give you a fashion show one day.”

“That day better fuckin’ hurry the hell up,” he grumbles, delicately taking your panties off of your body, him not wanting to wreck them for the future fashion show you had just planned.

“Okay, he mumbles, situating his head between your legs, “I’ve heard that eating you out gets you wetter, so can I do that?”

You sigh happily, “Tell you what baby, we’ll do the colour coding system, okay? I’m giving you permission to do whatever you like. If I find myself uncomfortable at any point, I’ll say either ‘orange’ or ‘red.’ Deal?”

He nods, “Yeah, deal…” sighing out, “I’m sorry if I mess this up.”

You smile lovingly, “It’s you baby. You could be totally shit at this and I would love it regardless. Just like you said to me,” you reassure him.

“Well, I learnt some techniques anyway, now I get to put them to practice.”

You laugh as you hear him sigh out, “Relax baby, you got this.”

He nods, “Yeah… I got this.”

He takes his tongue and moves it straight up your pussy, causing you to push your legs in and let out a loud whine. “That easy, huh?” Eddie smirks.

You give him the same wide smirk back, “Depends on whether you can make me cum or not.”

“Challenge accepted,” he replies, moving up towards your clit and flicking it up and down, causing you to moan out in pleasure, “Eddie, fuck. Just like that baby.”

That spur encouraged Eddie to speed up his movements, flipping between an up and down motion to a side to side one, you grabbing onto and tugging at his hair, him discovering a new kink as he moans out loudly.

Eddie takes his middle finger and moves it down your folds, collecting your slick and pushing it into your hole, you immediately clenching around him as he sucks on your clit.

“Jesus fucking Christ Eddie, keep doing that and you’ll make me cum,” you truthfully whine out.

“God, sweetheart, already?” he asks, speeding up the movement of his finger as he tries his best not to rut against the bed, relieving the uncomfortability of his dick straining in his boxers.

��I’m an easy girl to impress,” you sigh out, giggling at your own statement and how truthful it actually was.

Without a doubt in your mind, you begin to rut against his face, trying to get yourself to the edge as quickly as possible, which was evidently working.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum,” you mewl out.

Eddie drills his finger in and out of your pussy, sucking on your clit and shaking his head back and forth, sending you into a spiral as you fall over the edge, whining out, “Eddie, I’m cumming, fuck!”

As you come down back to reality, Eddie looks up at you, gripping tightly onto your thighs, a smile on his face as your juices drip down from his mouth, falling off of his chin. “Fuck me baby, I can’t believe you just did that.”

“I’ve never cum that hard before,” you sigh out, still relieving in the height of your orgasm, “Guess it really is the person, not the action.” Exactly what he thought.

He licks up most of the juices on his face, crawling back up to you and connecting your lips in a soft kiss, you humming as you say, “I taste better on your lips.”

Eddie groans out at your words, “I’d love to be sweet with you and all angel, but I really need to be inside you right now.”

You nod, “Then do that,” you smile back, “I noticed you got a new packet of condoms the other week.”

He leans over to his beside table and rips open the packet, replying, “Yeah… Well, I felt like my research was coming to an end.”

He takes out the condom and rolls it onto his dick, pinching the end and looking down at you, “You want it just like this or—?”

“Extra lube? Just in case?” you ask nervously, Eddie nodding as he reaches over to grab the bottle and squirts some on top of the condom, rubbing it over the entirety of it, making sure it would be comfortable for the initial entrance.

This was the part you were most nervous about. This was where it all went wrong last time. But, you took the pre-cautions. You were already wet, Eddie had a condom on, and it was well lubricated. Eddie was a little over average in terms of length, which increased your worries. But, on the flip side, a little under on the girth, the part that would make the stretch worse if he was bigger.

Eddie lines himself up with your pussy, leaning his forehead against yours, whispering, “Please sweetheart, I beg of you, use that colour coding system. I’ve heard it hurts for most women, but it should soon fade away, okay?”

You breathe out, “Okay… I’m ready.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure.”

And that was the conformation he needed, slowly pushing into you, letting you take in the feeling and get yourself comfortable. “You doing okay?” he asks.

And for you, it wasn’t even that bad. Maybe you were one of the lucky ones, you don’t know, but it was more of a mild discomfort from the stretch rather than a sharp pain that the research told you. But again, Eddie being under average in his girth may have helped, something you were thankful for compared to how most women would have judged that.

“It’s actually not that bad,” you smile, “Just keep going slow, okay? We haven’t even gotten halfway yet.”

“Okay,” he nods, pushing in another two inches, the discomfort becoming a little bit stronger as you predicted, but not unbearable. It actually caused you to moan a little, something Eddie had been doing the second his dick pushed half an inch into your vagina.

“Only a bit more, okay sweetheart?” he says softly, you nodding as he slowly pushes in the final three inches, the discomfort subsiding into pleasure as you whine out.

“Fuck…” Eddie moans, “You are so incredibly tight.”

You giggle, causing yourself to clench around him, a growl erupting from his throat. God, he was vocal, and you loved every second of it.

“You can start moving now, my love.”

This was now where Eddie basically took over, his inexperience making him nervous, especially with how much he hurt you the last time. He wanted this time to be special. This was gonna be the first time for both of you, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to ruin that. He needed this to be perfect with the girl he loved.

He tried his best to find a steady rhythm, but was struggling. It felt good, but he sighed out frustratedly, you noticing his change in demeanour, “Baby, look at me. Just go in and out, don’t worry about being fast or anything. Just set a pace,” you tell him, cupping his cheeks.

“Yeah. In and out,” he mumbles, slowly pushing in and out, the two of you moaning in sync as he repeats his motion, before he finds himself a rhythm that you both enjoy, noted by a series of whines an groans.

“That’s it, you got it baby,” you say, supported by a sigh.

“That feels so fuckin’ good,” he groans out, deciding that he could speed up now that he found a good rhythm.

“Oh fuck,” you whine, your head falling back against the pillows on Eddie’s bed.

You had always heard that wrapping your legs around your partner’s back would somehow push them even deeper, sending women spiralling down the route of an orgasm.

So, you tried it, reaching your legs around Eddie’s waist, pulling him in closer, hitting something at the back of your pussy that you could only describe as mind-blowing. “Harder, Eddie, please!”

And so he complied, pushing himself both deeper and harder into you, the boy falling apart on top of you. You could only imagine how good this felt for him.

But, once he changed angles, it was over for you. This is what the G-spot must’ve been. You could feel his dick sliding across the top of your vagina, hitting a spot that sent shivers down your spine.

The atmosphere was constant skin slapping against skin, a series of “Fucks” and “Shits” being moaned out by the two of you. You were praying to God none of the neighbours in the trailer park could hear any of this.

“Baby, I’m not gonna last much longer,” Eddie chokes out, his pace already faltering as you reply through broken moans, “Me neither baby, cum with me.”

He moves his hand down to rub your clit, making sure you reach your peak since his thrusts were no longer as hard as they were a mere few minutes ago.

That sensation combined with his dick brushing past your G-spot over and over again caused you to see stars, a loud whine erupting from your throat as you choke out, “Baby, I’m cumming!”

The feeling of your orgasm causing your walls to tighten around him pushes him over too, him stuttering before coming to a halt. You can feel his whole body shake against you, a loud groan mixed in with a whine being let out as his dick pulses in your pussy.

As you both come down from your highs, your pants are the only thing heard in the all but silent atmosphere. Eddie smiles, trying to not let himself fall on top of you as he lets out a “Whoa…”

“Yeah, whoa…” you giggle, Eddie slowly pulling out, taking the condom off and tying it up. “Shit, I don’t have a trash can in here…”

You laugh at him, “You don’t have one in here?”

He begins to walk out to the kitchen, yelling back so you can hear, “Why do you think I have all that shit lying around my room, sweetheart?”

As he appears back in the doorway, you’ve tucked yourself under the covers, replying with, “Good point.”

He shows his goofy smile, one where he shows off his teeth. Your favourite kind of smile on him. He tucks himself under the covers with you, the pile of clothes being left in the middle of his room. You could sort that out tomorrow.

Eddie presses a soft kiss to your forehead as you lay your head on his chest, “Get some sleep, sweetheart. You deserve it.”

You hum in response, closing your eyes, your mind fading away as the final words you mutter are: “I love you.”

And although you can’t see it, Eddie smiles widely, gripping you tighter as he leans his head on top of yours, whispering back, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

And that was the day he knew, you were definitely a keeper.

i hope you enjoyed this my love! and if anything is inaccurate, don't be afraid to let me know <33

#eds6ngel #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x afab reader

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nerd!ollie x jock!felix ideas & hcs! 🌟

- felix plays lacrosse and obviously is the best player on the team,, always getting his team wins and taking them out to the pub to celebrate afterwards

- ollie is a science/anatomy major!!!!!!!!! my man is a true nerd: had a space themed bedroom as a kid, does math problems & puzzles in his free time,, the whole 9 yards!! ppl probably pay him to do their homework and write their essays for them (he “can’t” say no)

- their relationship dynamic gives introvert x extrovert, black cat x golden retriever, sun x moon trope if y’know what i mean

- since ollie is majoring in anatomy he really likes dissecting things….HES A FUCKING WEIRDO WHAT DO YOU EXPECT OKAY (always going to the lab to do his little freak boy experiments & to study etc etc)

- felix has the same personality he does in the movie but imagine if amped the fuck up since he’s a jock: loud (no matter the situation), touchy (definitely smacks his teammates ass, shoulders, scruffing up their hair out of excitement etc)

- all the girls at oxford pack the stands of felix’s games just to fawn over him and hope to get his attention so they can sleep with him

- ollie memorized felix’s schedule, dates of his games, probability of him going out to the pub outside of winning a game etc; when i tell you he is a grade A stalker i mean it!

- when ollie watches felix play he fantasizes about what his body and muscles look like moving under his jersey,, probably getting hard when he sees a sweaty felix yelling at his teammate to try harder

- ollie catches felix making out with a girl and this infuriates him so what does he do? give felix the wrong answers for an assignment so he fails as revenge,, but he doesn’t get off that easy because felix comes storming into his room cursing and pushing ollie up against a wall !! probably asking if ollie was jealous and that’s why he did it…maybe threatens to release a picture of ollie in a very compromising position (on his knees cum all over his face and glasses just the usual lol)

- felix probably teases ollie about how needy and weird he is, “you probably wanna smell my jersey huh? get off on it right?” nothing like some good old humiliation <3

- felix’s teammates picking up on felix spending more time with ollie instead of them so they corner ollie and beat him up and obviously felix “saves the day” by telling them to fuck off and helps tend to ollie’s wounds…that may or may not entail kissing the bruises on his face no homo™️ style

- ollie reading out loud to felix to prepare for a test and feix just touching up on ollie to see how hard he gets…loving the sound of ollie’s voice cracking as he reads and ultimately loses he place

- ollie likes “accidentally” running into felix after his practices once they get to know each other more so he can see how sweaty and out of breath he is after practice (it’s obvs turns him on)

- felix likes getting ollie plastered just so he can have even more of an excuse to walk ollie to his dorm and help him get ready for bed

- sometimes when they are blackout drunk they hump each other (felix oftentimes comes too fast and they both laugh it off)

i hope you enjoyed! here’s some pics of the boys i think fit the nerd! x jock! vibe 😇

@fuckingwoodfuckingpaneling the hcs have dropped!!!

#lgbtqia #saltburn #oliver quick #saltburn posting #felix catton #cattonquick #felix x oliver #saltburn 2023 #wormswurld posts 🌟#wormswurld brainrot 🌟

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i saw your posts about studying and i want to know if you have any advice for people looking to get back into the swing of things? even though i was once technically high achieving i feel like i never really cultivated that study muscle properly cause i was just riding talent till i crashed. i've been kinda rotting outside academia for years doing jobs that don't challenge me & i want to go back to school and try to get to a career i actually care about. but i fear i can't get in anywhere and even if i do, i'll show up with my weak/rotted study muscles and just...flop. 🙃 how did you build up your study capacity? any advice would be very much welcome. thank you 💛

Doing dopamine resets has helped me so much w this. I know at this point “dopamine detox” has become a buzz word in productivity spaces, but there really is truth to the fact that our dopamine receptors are fucked—and when you’re first trying to get back on the wagon, it’s important to do it w a mind that is not aching for the tiniest glimmer of entertainment it can find. You can’t get to the finish line if you’re always distracted and veering off course. Quit your phone cold turkey for a few days (or however long you need), eat bland food, don’t listen to music. Literally just be okay w being bored.

Building stamina for studying follows the same principle as building stamina for anything: progressive overload. I had periods where I went from doing absolutely nothing to overloading my schedule w 8 hours of study time, gym, friends, meal prep… and then I burned out and quit and the cycle repeated. I recommend starting off w unimpressive goals for the day (30 minutes of study time, a 10 minute walk, 20 flash cards a day) and then gradually amping it up to your ideal goals (8 hours of study time, 1 hour daily workouts, 300+ flash cards).

And if you find that my example is still too challenging, make it even simpler. 5 minutes of studying is better than 0, even if you think 5 minutes are too little. You really have to take the ego out of it when you’re first getting back on track. It also helps lower the barrier of entry—in my experience starting out w the goal in mind that I wanted to do 8 hours of studying made me not want to start at all, especially after a prolonged hiatus, whereas knowing my goal was 30 minutes got me to start w little resistance bc it didn’t intimidate me. Once you’ve started, it’s usually pretty easy to keep going and you end up doing more than what you set out to do. When 30 minutes become easy, go for an hour. When an hour becomes easy, go for two. Progressive overload.

Also!! So important!! But don’t be scared. Like this will sound so corny, but half the battle is believing you can do it (even if it might take you longer than your peers, even if you struggle at first). Having a defeatist attitude sets you up for failure regardless of how high your potential really goes. So long as you’re pushing yourself hard enough, being mindful of your limits, planning things diligently and sticking to them, you’ll succeed at literally anything you want to do. Unequivocally trusting in that has saved me so much grief.

#Also study something ur passionate about <3 chemistry is my favorite subject of all time and that’s why I thrive in it

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Violence against transmascs is not a minor occurrence that is something for you to shrug off.

Stay in the comfort of your home posting your silly little “trans men have it easier because they experience less violence” nonsense. And no this is not chronically online for me to get upset over it. These are very real people spreading this rhetoric to even more real people and we have to stop acting like social media isn’t the easiest way to spread misinformation and doesn’t have real world consequences.

Yeah, I know we may not get our viral little tweets or articles about how to acknowledge violence against trans men but I think studies are good way to break this trend. Here is some more data on violence against trans men that I hope more people will be able to see.

It is not a minor problem and it’s prevalence should never be debated.

Disclaimer before #THEY come after, I in fact never stated transmascs experience more violence than transfems, I am simply making the argument that transmascs experience more violence than most people realize. “Whose has it worse” antics are stupid.

Links:

https://www.saravyc.ubc.ca/2021/05/31/gender-diverse-a-spotlight-on-the-health-of-trans-and-non-binary-young-people-in-b-c/

https://www.latrobe.edu.au/__data/assets/pdf_file/0009/1185885/Private-Lives-3.pdf

https://www.researchgate.net/publication/274574222_A_Closer_Look_at_Private_Lives_2_Addressing_the_Mental_Health_and_Well-Being_of_Lesbian_Gay_Bisexual_and_Transgender_LGBT_Australians

https://www.advocate.com/crime/2021/3/23/trans-people-four-times-likely-face-violent-crime-cis?amp

#transandrophobia #antimasculism #transphobia #transmasc

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Hiii Chai,

Recently I came across a video gamma mindset technique which is mainly to generate gamma waves within 2 minutes. The person who was doing was able to do that post doing the pysch k posture. Can you do a research about this why bcoz gamma waves are common in Buddhist monks as they are deep meditators and it will be generated while having OBE like astral projection or lucid dreams. Ia there any relation between psych k and gamma waves, I was amazed

Thank you love!

I'll be honest, I had no idea what some of this meant so I had to Google those first— but I did some research as you've asked -> I had no idea what gamma waves involved but apparently they're the fastest brain waves that occur when conscious and alert. The website linked here states that, "Gamma brain waves have the highest frequency among all brain waves. They are associated with high levels of thought and focus. They can have different effects depending on their levels in your brain:‌

If your brain produces high levels of gamma waves, you tend to be happier and more receptive. You may also have a higher intelligence quotient or IQ and better concentration.

If your brain produces low levels of gamma waves, you may develop learning and memory problems. You may experience lower concentration, attention span, and mental ability. Lower levels of gamma waves can even lead to learning disabilities and mental disorders."

That same website then goes on to list off various benefits that come from gamma waves, "‌Gamma waves are associated with higher brain functions like cognition and memory. A recent study has shown that gamma waves can improve your working memory.

Studies have also revealed that increased gamma brain wave activity can help you achieve the highest concentration levels. Gamma waves can also promote higher states of awareness and increased brain function during meditation. ‌

Gamma waves have the following benefits:

They can improve your cognition and problem-solving ability

They help you with information processing

They can improve your memory

They can help increase your attention span

They can increase your awareness and mindfulness

They may boost your brain’s immunity and function.

Being the curious bee I am, I went on YouTube and decided to see if there was anyway to activate gamma waves— took me a couple minutes before I stumbled on the 'Gamma Mindset.' The dude talked like a salesman but fortunately he offers a free 'masterclass' where ya sign up with an email and name. Sooooo, I got it, and in the 'masterclass' it includes a 40 minute video. Naturally, I started watching it, and he does muscle testing of different statements and then he says he's going to give the patient the Gamma Mindset technique— guess what it was? Psych-K but while lying down.

🧎I already knew that Psych-K was the whole brain state but I had no idea that it also amped up gamma waves in our brains which could explain why it works so fast to subconsciously reprogram.

I always encourage everyone to do their own research! However, based on my research— it seems that Gamma Waves are produced through doing Psych-K aka the whole brain state posture.

#— chai's asks. !! ~#— anonnie. !! ~

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I Read The First Volume Of The Case Study of Vanitas And Here's A Review Of It

You know when an anime adaptation is great that they basically animate the first three episodes from the first volume without any major changes. Yes, the anime was great, one of my absolute favorites, but the manga is a whole other magical experience. To be honest, my review for the first volume will be short because there’s not much to talk about since it’s identical to the first three and a half episodes. All my theories will probably in a later volume that doesn’t follow the anime.

To give a run down of the story, it’s about Noe, a vampire, traveling to Paris as he heard word of a mysterious grimoire called the Book of Vanitas being sighted there. When a vampire woman goes on a rampage due to a curse, a young human man calling himself Vanitas steps up and vows to treat her for he is a vampire doctor who possesses the Book of Vanitas and is the only one who can activate it. When his abilities are shown to Noe for the first time, Noe and Vanitas goes on many misadventures to cure vampires from their curses.

Mochizuki’s art is beautiful. I especially loved the airship scene and the scene where Noe and Vanitas were falling off and looking at the moon. She really amped up with the designs compared to Pandora Hearts. I love Pandora Hearts, but The Case Study of Vanitas’s character designs really stand out. Vanitas and Noe are my favorites! However, what Mochizuki has improved the most is the comedic faces. Boy, the funny faces she draws for the characters are HILARIOUS.

I guess the only difference from this volume and the first three episodes is noticeable in episode 1. In the first episode, the story of Vanitas of the Blue Moon was introduced in the beginning, while it was introduced in the middle of the chapter in the manga. That’s the only major difference I noticed. Other than that, the anime did a great job with the pacing and making Mochizuki’s art be even more beautiful in animated form. If you’re curious about the anime, I have my reviews of the anime on my blog—you can click here to read the first two episode reviews as the third episode does have Volume 2 content in it.

My favorite character is and will always be Vanitas as he’s an annoying gremlin with something to hide and I like that aspect of him! He’s a very unique protagonist who isn’t afraid of being a jerk. Though, since this story is told through Noe’s eyes, the jerk aspect could be amped up out of bias.

All I wonder is how long the story will be because it is a recollection of Noe’s memories of Vanitas as he did kill him some time after the first episode. The mystery behind Vanitas’s demise is probably the biggest one of the story. Since Mochizuki is the queen of plot twists, I am expecting a very shocking reveal.

Also, the cutest thing about the first volume is that Hiromu Arakawa, the author of Fullmetal Alchemist, wrote a little comment for Mochizuki that can be seen behind the cover when you open the book! Arakawa is one of Mochizuki’s influences, so I’m sure she was thrilled!

Because I am a biased Mochizuki fangirl, this is a 5-star read like the four Pandora Hearts volumes I reviewed. Do I recommend this? Absolutely. My one goal in life is to collect everything Mochizuki has written and make a bookshelf section dedicated to her works. Also, bookstores, why do you never have volume 2 in stock! Wherever I go, Volume 2 is never in stock! What is your thought on the Vanitas manga?

#the case study of vanitas #vanitas no shuki #vanitas no carte #vanitas #noe archiviste #jeanne #Luca oriflamme #murr #review #manga #manga review #jun mochizuki #ecargmura #arum journal

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Niente

Part 1, Part 2

A band AU I’m writing! Sorry if it’s bad! There is no magic in this universe, just music! @puffin-smoke did an amazing Redacted Band AU that you should check out too!

Niente; To nothing; indicating a diminuendo which fades completely away…

It was a cool fall evening in the shaw household, the lights of the house emitting a warm feeling from the outside. It had been half a year since Gabriel Shaw took Tank in. Their parents had dropped them off to study with David and just never came to pick them up. Tank remembers so vividly how the phone rang, and rang, and rang but no one picked up. Gabe refused to let them leave on their own so he took them in, they were just a few months away from turning 18.

Tank had not intended to join the “family” band either. It was more of something that happened to them. One day while paroling the house they saw that one of David's old electric guitars was left out in the living room. The black guitar with red paint splattered on it, giving the impression of blood, was so appealing to Tank they simply couldn't resist. They had practiced acoustic guitar, but had little experience on electric. They only remembered what little their father taught them when he attempted to play, the instrument never sounding right in his hands.

They picked it up, it was already plugged into the amp, and looked around the room. Pausing for a moment, waiting to hear if anyone had come into the house, they were pleased to find that they were still home alone. David and Gabe left for a meeting for their band. David was the drummer, Asher was the singer, and Milo played bass. Their old electric guitarist, Asher's sister, left for a different band. The first few notes they strummed on the guitar sent electricity through their veins. They strummed again, becoming obsessed with the sound. It fully represented them, their thoughts, feelings, their whole being. They began strumming out the chords to an AC/DC song their dad tried playing, thunderstruck. It was the a simple standard they knew how to play on electric.

The music soared from the guitar and filled the room. Tank started playing with the strings and improving their own melodies. They were so wrapped up in the song that they didn't hear Gabe and David enter the house. They didn't see the pair walk into the living room. The sound enveloping the house was completely theirs, like they owned the instrument. No one could replicate the way they played. Even if they weren't perfect at it they were still so alluring.

As Tank strummed the last chord on the guitar, Gabe stepped forward and applauded. Their head snapped up, fiery eyes meeting his warm ones. A slight blush spread across their face and they quickly stepped away and set the guitar on the soft green couch next to them.

“I… I… sorry…” They mumbled out. “I wont touch it again…”

“No! Don’t say sorry. In fact, you were quite good. Ever played before now kid?” Gabe asked moving over to pick up David's old guitar.

“No… not really. I mean I've been playing acoustic guitar a little, or I used to with my da… with you know.” They kicked their feet on the hardwood floor..

“Well my band is looking for a guitarist. I'm sure Dad would be willing to teach you. He taught Asher's sister.” David said, nudging Tanker with his shoulder.

“Me?” Tank asked.

“Absolutely! I will! You’re in the band Tank!” Gabe cheers as he wraps an arm around Tank. “I’ll start teaching you tomorrow.”

That is how they ended up where they were now. On a large stage opening for a band that Tank has been a fan of for a while now. They were called Tooth&Fang. Tank was practically in love with Quinn, the lead singer. He was attractive and very, very charismatic.

As their set came to a close as David rattled the symbol one final time. The whole band waved as Asher yelled out one final time.

“Thank you everyone! We are DxW! You have a good night!” He and the band ran off stage, high fiving one another. Tank stood on the outside avoiding the three’s cheers.

“Hello~” A sly voice spoke into Tank's ear. Tanks eyes widened, immediately recognizing the voice. They pivoted to see the mischievous grin on the face of Quinn Fox, the lead singer they're practically in love with. “Well aren't you, a spitfire. You played that electric like a star, precious.”

Tank was on cloud nine. Quinn even offered to meet them in his dressing room after the show.

“No.” David said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall in the alley way. The band was packing their equipment up in their van.

“What? Why not? He literally just wants to meet up!” Tank pleaded, waving their arms about.

“No. No super famous 28 year old rockstar wants to meet with a 19 year old, just to chat and hang out. I've heard about his reputation…”

“But you haven't seen his reputation have you. You haven't experienced it first hand. You have no idea whether or not it's true!” They pointed their finger into David's chest, knowing it would irritate him.

“Tank. No. And get your finger off my chest dumbass.” David's eyes lit up with anger.

“I'm going. I am 19 fucking years old. I am old enough to choose what I am gonna do with and where I am going to spend my time.” They pivoted on their heels and began walking back inside.

“Tank stop!” David yelled at them before crossing his arms and standing firm. “I’ll tell Dad.”

Those three words stopped Tanker in their tracks. Was he serious? He was going to rat on them and play tattle tail. Furrowing their brows and balling their hands into fists they walked back over to David. ��I hate you.”

The next two days the only time Tank spoke to David was if he directed them to do something in the band. They were pissed off at him. How the hell was he able to control what they did? And the fact that he threatened them with telling Gabe. They continued to ignore him and mope around until their phone buzzed. They looked at their instagram feed and saw a message from Quinn_The_Vamp.

#redacted asmr #redacted audios #redacted darlin #redacted david #milo redacted #redacted asmr asher #redacted fanfic #redacted quinn #redactedasmr #redacted asher #redacted band AU #redacted asmr david #redacted tank

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Writing prompts/Oneshot (?) for the Phandom #4 (DPxDC)

It's been a few weeks since Danny move to Metropolis for work,

Where? you may ask, well LexCorp of course, Danny may got almost failing grade in highschool but that because of the ghost stuff, ever since that deal he got with the ghost for college, he have free time to relax and actually study for once.

And in typical Fenton's family style, he amps it up and got a PhD, in aerospace engineering to be exact, or as people said "rocket science"

Eh it the next best thing beside being an astronaut, because of his mess up ghost biology, actually being an astronaut is a no go, he would never pass their test (he still visit space in his ghost form sometime, so it not that bad if he ask himself) so help making spacecraft to send people into space it is,

So he's at LexCrop "rocket science" branch for an internship right now, and yeah yeah, judge him however you like, Lex Luthor is known infamously as a "secret" supervillain, why would he work there, is he insane?!

But come on, it's for his resume, they have an impressive aerospace engineering program, he need all the experience working with normal people he can get before trying for NASA, living with his parents really rub off some bad lab habit on him, and couple with being immune to most hazardous material since teenagehood, he a walking talking OSHA violation, plus it's a paid internships, that a sweet deal.

Besides, he here as a civilian with an internship in a branch building, it isn't even normal engineer so there is no way he would ever be meeting Luthor, he may got a PhD but load of people here have PhD, LexCorp is a very big multinational conglomerates after all, Luthor won't bat an eyes as a new intern, he be a dime a dozen there.

Anyway, no more "judging Danny on his questionable life choices" he already got plenty of that from Jas after she found out where he gonna intern at,

where was he…Ah right Metropolis, the home of the famously known hero Superman, he been here for a few weeks and oh boy is there a lot going on here, like imagine you just going back from a coffee refill at your new favorite cafe and suddenly a giant robot that Apparently use caffeine in rock form as fuel, crashing in to your work place, and guess this, you can't even take the caffeine rock as compensation for inconvenience because it is supposedly a dangerous space rock call kryptonite that can kill Superman,

Yeah can't be Danny, why is that metaphorical situation so specific? well none of your dam business that why, it's not like Danny still salty over not getting to keep that cool space caffeine rock, definitely not that at all

#danny phantom #dpxdc #writing prompt #oneshot #salty danny #come on #he want the cool rock #let him keep the cool rock #it won't hurt anyone #well except superman #but this is not about him

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so like idk much about how much ppl have theorized or what ppl’s thoughts are on alter trigger or alter trigger’s intent, so idk how common the interpretation is of alter trigger being pharmaceutical company studying homeopathic therapy, but that’s what i’m running with here (if someone wants me to elaborate, i’d be happy to do so!!)

BUT i’ve been thinking for a while that AMPRULE might have smth to do with medication…?? like obvs they’re named “AMPRULE” with RULE being for dongha bc lil empera and whatnot, but i was thinking it was also a play on “ampoule” too??? and since RULE is definitely for dongha, i wondered if “ampoule” might be a hint for chunsung’s past??? we also know that the yeon conglomerate has funded/has been funding alter trigger in some manner (which is why they involved BAE in the first paradox live), sooooo, with that said….

my theory right now is this: chungsung might’ve been sickly prior to working for the yeon family, and bc the yeon family kinda dips their fingers into all this medical research, it was a big deal for him to get a job with them, bc they were able to fund all of the treatments he needed. he’s really grateful, the yeon family gets a really faithful servant, etc etc. ofc, as the years go on, alter trigger gets involved in real shady shit, and papa yeon (for as much as he is a massive POS) is severely unhappy to learn that his heir is involved in paradox live and phantom lives, bc he’s seen firsthand the reports on what alter trigger is studying. idk where i’m going with this!!!!!! i don’t think chungsung was necessarily experimented on as ryuu, itsuki, rokuta, and nayuta were, but i definitely think there must be some connection there…… hmmmmmm

and ofc the name AMPRULE might be alluding to smth completely different and i might be wrong. like idk maybe it’s just AMP bc like you’re turning up the amp or smth (which is actually probably what it is 😩 i’m definitely overthinking this) but THATS JUST A THEORY!!!!! A PARALIVE THEORY ✨‼️💯👊🔥

#paradox live #amprule #…..shit i WAS spelling it right 😩#ampoule can be spelled with or without the o 😩 well ig the more “official” spelling is with the o so whatever #pl

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feralghxuls · 1 month

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THESE BITCHES GAY. OUHHHGHGHGHH

more mountain pov from ch4 of amnesia fic

His eyes fall on Dew’s bass then, leaning quietly against the bedside table, and before he makes a conscious decision he’s stretching a hand out for it and pulling it onto the bed with them. It’s a little tricky to find room for it with Dew taking up so much of his body, but Mountain manages. Carefully, he settles the body of it in the space beside him, gently resting the base of the neck against Dew. He doesn’t stir, so Mountain figures it’s alright.

It takes him a minute to figure out the miniature amp, studying the dials and symbols until he’s pretty sure he has it set to the lowest possible volume. He braces himself before he plugs it into the bass, fearing the screeching of feedback, but there’s only the softest rumble from the speaker. Mountain has no idea what he’s doing. Dew has tried to teach him the basics a few times, but his fingers are awkward on the fretboard and the strings foreign to his touch. Still, he remembers a couple of basic chords, his fingers shifting into position. He plucks softly at the strings, pleased by the sounds he produces. It’s slow, and he soon runs out of real chords to play and begins making things up.

Mountain’s fingers begin to pluck at the strings with a rhythm from muscle memory, and realizes it’s the intro of [song]. He smiles to himself, shifting his right hand to rest his wrist on the top of the fretboard and turns his attention to his strumming hand. He experiments the way he’s seen Dew and Aether and Ifrit do, switching between pulling at individual strings and giving them a solid tap with a fingertip. He drums all four fingers along various strings, pleased with the resulting sound, and does it again, with different strings.

He’s so zoned in on this that he doesn’t realize Dew is awake, not until he shifts to roll most of the way on his back against Mountain’s chest and rolls his head back to look up at him. Mountain pauses, resting his arm against the bass, and lets out a low, pleased chirp at Dew.

“I didn’t ask for that so you could play it,” Dew mumbles, still half asleep, his voice low and rough. It sends a warm, comfortable thrill through Mountain’s chest, reminding him of all the times he’d woken Dew on the tour bus for a pit stop or their arrival at hotels or venues. The rare times Dew had spent nights with Mountain at the hotel, how he’d wake long before Mountain but keep quiet enough that his voice still had that sleepy rasp to it.

“Mount,” Dew says, nudging him with the back of his head. “You hear me?”

Mountain [vocalizes] in return, and Dew rolls his eyes.

“Let me up, I’ll show you,” he says, shifting again, starting to sit up as far as he can make it in the circle of Mountain’s arms and the bass in front of him, then stops and turns to give Mountain a pointed look. Reluctantly, Mountain moves the bass out of the way to let Dew up. He settles again on Mountain’s right side, folding his legs between them and scooting a little closer so his knees press against Mountain’s thigh. His fingers are warm on Mountain’s as he adjusts them on the fretboard, moving each one into place and giving the first knuckle a tap each time he’s done placing it.

Mountain watches Dew move his fingers around for a moment, then shifts to watch his face. His brow is creased in concentration, mouth tense and appearing smaller than usual, jaw tight, the muscle at the hinge jumping as his teeth grind ever so slightly. Finally Dew sits back to look up at him.

“That song you were playing. It’s [song], isn’t it?”

Mountain blinks at him, hope blooming in his chest. He nods, fingers tightening on the neck of the bass. “[song],” he echoes.

Dew grins at him, his tail flicking up beside him. “It’s playing in my head right now. My part, anyway. I can teach it to you.” He pauses, glancing down, his brow furrowing again, but this time it’s not to concentrate. “If I can remember how. I don’t even know if I put your fingers in the right place.”

Mountain stares at him for a moment, aching to know he can’t fix Dew’s frustration, aching to reach out and touch him. His hand drops without his permission from the fretboard to rest on Dew’s thigh, seeking his hand where it’s busy picking at the claws of his other. Mountain nudges at his palm and Dew lets him take it, but doesn’t look at him, instead staring resolutely at the sheets on the other side of Mountain, his hair falling forward to hide most of his face.

“Here. You try,” Mountain says after a moment. With his free hand, he holds Dew’s bass out to him. When he picks his head up, his hair still obscures half his face, but he reaches to take it.

His grasp remains hesitant until he has the bass settled across his lap, and then it’s like something clicks into place, his hands settling on the bass like it’s another part of him. Something swells in Mountain’s chest as he watches Dew’s fingers dance on the fretboard, not playing yet, just going through the motions of fingering through a song, thumb tapping the top of the body in what would be his strum patterns.

Even through the semi-transparent curtain of his hair, Mountain can see the corners of his mouth lift, and the way his scent starts to sweeten the air is achingly familiar. Finally Dew reaches down and begins to strum and pluck at the strings, and Mountain already has the amp in his hand, a question in his eyes.

“Yeah, turn it up,” Dew says, corner of his mouth quirking up. Mountain’s chest goes warm at the sight of it, keeps staring at Dew, turning the dial up slowly while he strums until Dew nods. His gaze lingers before he turns his attention back to his bass. Mountain watches, enraptured, hearing the music as much as he’s feeling it in the vibrations in his chest, under his hand where it still rests on the amp. He picks it up, cradling it in both hands as he watches Dew play, fingers tapping against it with the rhythm of his own part.

When Dew finishes the song, he holds still for a long moment, head still bent over his bass. Mountain keeps the silence, unwilling to be the one to break it.

Without lifting his head, Dew says, “I didn’t think I’d be able to do that. Fuckin’...muscle memory shit.”

“Yeah,” Mountain agrees, shaking himself out of his trance. “It’s good.”

“Yeah. It is. I guess. Gonna have to learn lead now, so it’s just a waste of space.” He says it without inflection, but Mountain knows by the tension in his ears and along his shoulders that he’s upset.

“No,” Mountain murmurs. He scours his mind, searching for something that conveys what he wants to say, about how knowing the bass parts will help him on lead guitar, how experience isn’t a waste of space, but all he’s getting is the hazy impression of what he means. The words won’t come, so he just tips his head at Dew and says, “Show me?”

Dew’s eyes flick up to his, fathomless and dark. Wordlessly, he hands the bass over to Mountain, hands settling over his immediately. His hands tremble slightly, but Mountain pretends not to see, instead focusing on keeping his fingers where Dew puts them.

“There’s one,” he says softly, and adjusts Mountain’s fingers into a new position. “Two.”

“Three.”

“Four. First bar. You know the rhythm. One?”

Mountain watches Dew’s fingers leave his own, heart falling a little at the receding warmth of his touch, but dutifully he puts his fingers into the first position Dew had shown him.

“Good. Now…” Dew turns his attention to Mountain’s strumming hand, hanging limp against the thick strings. “First beat, strum here and here.”

Mountain plucks softly at the strings he indicates, already shifting his chord hand to the next note, waiting for Dew to show him the strumming pattern.

“Good. Here, here, and here.”

Mountain’s chest goes warm at the praise, his ears heating as he obediently follows what Dew shows him, much more haltingly, having to stop entirely to ensure his fingers are in the right position for the next note. He feels Dew’s eyes on him, hears him softly humming the next note or the next few beats of the melody while he’s busy placing his fingers one by one, and then checking that he’s strumming the correct strings. Still, he plays the bar Dew showed him over and over, pausing a little less each time, and when he finally gets it down and plays the whole bar without hesitation, Mountain lifts his head to flash a wide grin at Dew. He smiles back in return, far less reserved than he’d been so far, but it’s still a small smile. Mountain basks in the thrill of finally getting it down for a moment, then he glances down as he gently hands Dew his bass back.

Dew settles it in his lap, but doesn’t play it. Instead, he runs the pads of his fingers up and down the length of the strings on the fretboard, mouth slightly downturned in an expression that’s not sad, exactly, but more of a look of concentration of the mournful variety. Eventually, he begins to play, running through riffs and solos from various different songs, weaving a strange medley, bridging them together so seamlessly it takes Mountain a few to realize what he’s doing. As he listens closer and learns how Dew transitions between songs, he’s able to identify which section of each song he plays. And then he realizes–

“You’re playing through the setlist,” Mountain says suddenly, but despite the twitch of Dew’s ear towards him, he seems not to have heard. Dew continues playing through the rest of the setlist, and only once the last fading note dies out does he lift his head and fix Mountain with a quiet gaze.

“Was I? Didn’t notice,” Dew mutters. A second later he huffs a breath and his eyes roll briefly and, more sincerely this time, he adds: “Yeah. I know. Figured it out four songs in.”

The sarcasm stings. Mountain holds Dew’s gaze until he feels he can trust his voice not to waver. “You remember?”

Dew shrugs one shoulder, a slight movement. “Dunno. Not really. I can vaguely picture the rehearsal room. Other than that I just…knew I was going through the setlist. Must be something I did a lot, play through the melodies and solos of each song.”

Tension leeches out of Mountain’s body as Dew talks. Reassuring him without admitting that’s what he’s doing. Telling him the sarcasm was only reflex, that he has no ire for Mountain. He nods, rumbling an affirmative sound because he doesn’t know what else to say.

#dorito.txt #ignore the. bracket stuff. havent decided on those parts yet lol #dorito snips #dorito writes #amnesia fic #a mess is still worthy of love

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walkswithmyfather · 2 months

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‭‭Psalm 139:14 (NASB2020‬‬). “I will give thanks to You, because I am awesomely and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well.”

Ephesians 2:10 (AMP). “For we are His workmanship [His own master work, a work of art], created in Christ Jesus [reborn from above—spiritually transformed, renewed, ready to be used] for good works, which God prepared [for us] beforehand [taking paths which He set], so that we would walk in them [living the good life which He prearranged and made ready for us].”

“On Glorious Display” by In Touch Ministries:

“Our Creator lovingly crafted each of us into a masterpiece to reveal His glorious love.”

“Did you ever study Vincent van Gogh’s famous painting “The Starry Night”? It’s a captivating blend of circles and swirls that form a dreamlike sky. On one level, it’s intriguing to picture yourself in the scene and imagine the vivid sights and gentle breeze implied by the curling forms. But if you look more closely, you’ll begin to see nothing about the painting is haphazard. Every stroke of blue, yellow, green, white, and purple is unique and intentional, creating contrast between sky and stars. The combination of colors brings depth and richness to the composition, and each hue is enriched because it exists in harmony with those around it.

As beautiful as van Gogh’s masterwork might be, it pales in comparison to what the Creator has accomplished in us, His beloved children. We believers are each a unique blend of personality, gifts, and experiences that God has mixed together and continually applies so we simultaneously enhance and are enhanced by those around us.

What an honor it is to be God’s handiwork! While every Christian is a small piece of the whole of creation, we never lose our distinctiveness or get lost in the grandeur of the big picture. Quite the contrary—God knows exactly where we are and keeps us in mind as He adds others to His magnum opus.”

(Photo by Europeana at Unsplash)

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tutuandscoot · 10 months

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Can we talk about the 4cc version of Kiss? I forgot how much I love that version! They just seemed like their confidence was turned up to the max! Also I know that S swings his leg up and around right before he dips T but I noticed this is the only version where he also swings his leg up *after* he dips her and it’s even higher than before 🥵idk he was just on fire there. And then I love watching the slow motion replay. Tessa especially looks so god damn majestic. Her facial expressions and attitude that she brought to that performance were so on point. What a star 🤩

DAMN STRAIGHT WE CAN.

This is probably the version of Prince (other than ACI) that I’ve watched the least (also where TF is the nationals video?????). The terrible camera work from this event doesn’t bother me so much in the FD bc the more artsy/free vibe of Latch, but Prince.. with half the NTMLSS cut off.. grrrr

But ignoring that uncomfortable watching experience it has some admirable qualities I’d forgotten to fully appreciate.

Firstly- not that I’ve seen the whole comp but I’ve seen the skate order, and seeing that it’s based off world rankings they skated earlier than they normally would’ve, so this burst of energy (and superior talent) would’ve been such a wake up for everyone.

You can definitely see them starting to amp up the energy and precision in this version- the worlds skate being supreme. In the first opening, voguing moves T is so much sharper and S has so much character and is super precise with is movements.

+ this moment from T : the pony tail whip and the sassy snap 🫰

Also in the midline step with the hip hop moves they were so in to it and really trying to feel loose and express that cool kinda hip hop (which I much prefer over the majority of the other programs that year).

Now would you believe me if I told you I never even noticed how high he kicks he is leg after the dip here!?! It’s partly the bad camera angle that’s blocking it, and he does it so quick you’ll miss it. But damn is that hot or what?!?? 🥵

God they are just so cool and casual about their amazingness! They know they are the best good, they perform with so much confidence- never look apologetic for being out there, but they also do not offend you or turn you off by there confidence. They have mastered (they always had this quality) the delicate balance of being into each other and into themselves (in these kinds of programs) as well as performing/interacting with each other and the audience. I’ve never seen another team that’s able to do that like them. So often it’s one or the other, or a mix in the one performance bc they haven’t figured it out. I really don’t know if that’s the sort of thing that can be trained- I really think VM are born performers, and they are each other’s artistic soulmate.

Moving on, their blues pattern is just soo good as well. The deepest edges, covering so much ice. The musicality- I watch every other team (I did this watching the Beijing olys as well) and I count it to VM’s timing- obs they are all doing the same tempo but no one conducts the music like VM do- it’s like they guide the music with their dancing, they are so in the music it’s scary. (Also his twizzle into the first step is m a d n e s s I’ll never shut up about it) 🥵🥵

S has a little boo boo in the middle of the in-hold pattern (which is maybe another reason I don’t watch this version much) but you so easily forget about it and you’re almost immediately right back in it with them. I will say though I think you could feel it in him a bit- like he kept the reminder of that mistake with him throughout the rest of it (I only say that as someone who has watched and studied them so much I pick up on those things) but still overall a superior performance.

I just thought about this watching the video to write this post, and you know how both they (and the fandom) have alluded to it being kind of obvious T was more of a leader this season then ever before.. I think the place that is most clear during actual skating is in the twizzles in Prince- not Latch at all for some reason.. only Prince. Now S was shaky on his twizzles all season (I’ve written before about maybe why) and it seems odd to say that one of them could be ‘leading’ in an individually executed element, but it’s just a thought that popped into my head watching it that.. idk something about the rhythm.. it feels kinda like T is guiding/setting the rhythm, or maybe it’s that hers (twizzles) were soooo solid all season that you’re confident in watching her- like she kinda covers for him in a way?? Idk.. just a thought, but it’s really fascinating to think about how that dynamic operates between them and they could share duties like that (@ VM start your podcast I need more info on this super specific shit)

And then yeah the rest of it is great. Just them being rockstars, amazing lift, crowd on its feet, me in tears, the usual.

I’ve read others say and I agree with it that often if one of them has a bad skate (but usually if it’s him that messes up) they will deprive themselves of a post-skate hug bc they feel they don’t deserve it. Here he messed up and you can tell he was mad so instead of it being ‘well T did good she deserves a hug’ it’s ‘I made a mistake I don’t deserve a hug from my kiddo’.. which lets reestablish: we do not know this for certain.. but it is the vibe I (and others obviously) get. Then there’s times where one does mess up and the other is insistent on a hug (ie worlds this year or NHK the next year when he messed up the twizzles) (also he was very insistent on always giving her hugs earlier around 2010/her injuries).

So yes this is a great performance- every time you could see them getting better and better, which still you watch stuff from 2010 and it’s like ‘how will they get better than that’ and yet they did- they were never satisfied and I love that about them!

Thank for this anon, let’s open it up to more of these- send through a specific performance of any (VM) program with a few key points (like the above ask) and I’ll elaborate- can’t promise they’ll get done straight away but I’ll work my way through them.

ALSO: go ahead and watch this entire program on mute.. double check to make sure you aren’t watching it sped up.. you’re not- they just skate THAT FAST 💨

#sd: prince #4CC 2017

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