#i have a million thinggs i could be

[auraworkshop]

🎀 MY VOID SUCCESS STORY 🎀

Hi Aura, I'm also one of those peoples who WOKE UP IN THE VOID using your sub. I'm so grateful to you <3

I have been in this community for preety long and never seen any blogger doing this except riri and you! I always used to I wish I could also take advantage when little manifested for people as I wasn't there on the time when she did so.

But a GENUINE THANKS to you for manifesting the void for people !

Thankyou for giving us an upgraded and effortless way to enter the void.

You are the only blogger here who really wants to help people I swear, everyone else here are just taking ADVANTAGE of those who are desperate to change their lives.

They just repeat those old same posts over and over about motivation, persisting ENDLESSLY, doing this and that ... And I know that half of the people of the void community are LYING about their so called success stories :)

But I know you are gonna bring a huge change in this community soon enough,

Your approach to move this community forward is like watering the dull flowers to make them bloom again🌷!!

Btw, My void experience was truly horrible, I literally felt like I almost died, ☠️ the symptoms were so INTENSE like seriously!! But when I got in, it was peaceful, silent, black and something space like uk...

I manifested 150+ pages of my desires ofcourse I'm ain't gonna list all of em but I'll list the main thinggs here :

🎀Looking like wonyoung ( face )

🎀Body structure like Jennie

🎀Hairs like lisaa LOL

🎀Doe eyes

🎀Lucky girl syndrome

🎀Manifested back my dead granny

🎀A cat

🎀Living near wonyoung

🎀Life app

🎀1 million dollars to be credited to my bank account every 24 hours

🎀Caring, chiil and cool parents

🎀Knowing every language

🎀Not being clumsy

🎀Never having children's

🎀Increased my age ( only 2 years ☠️ )

🎀Voice like Ariana

🎀My crush

🎀Desired wardrobe

🎀Loyal friends

🎀Forgetting about my life before void ( I seriously don't remember anything)

🎀No need to go to poop again

🎀The ability to fly and stop time

THANKYOU FOR EXISTING <3, I'm gonna deactivate now and live my dream life !!

Love ya, mwahh ♡

SUCCESS STORY ♡

Congratulations buddy ! I know It can be frustrating when people keep saying the same things over and over again and not actually taking any concrete action. I truly believe in helping people in a genuine and meaningful way, not just repeating empty motivational jargon. I'm so glad to hear that you are now finally living your dream life :) Let's keep supporting each other and bringing much-needed changes to the void community 🤍

#void #void state #void success #void state success story

[notthemayor]

MY HIVE APPEAL (MARXH 27 2023)

Username: bleachedmoney

Display Name: YeYodaMiyagi

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that's it. just 'Harassment' goodbye?

is there any rectification stage?

is there any example of wrongdoing?

is this blacklisting supposed to be punitive or consciousness-raising?

how could i truly appeal if (i say that) idk where your fragility became a conflict of interest? being overly emotional about a bruised ego was admitted by a billionaire never when disclosing how to be a successful market maker fyi

i gather that the hive should be authentic but not so authentic that we neglect to ask your permission what to post..

dicks, tits, and nonsense are appropriate by all in the hive but when i use dictionary words, that crosses the line..

if it was a puritan nerve i struck on you, im not sorry

if it was me shouting out africa that offended you, you should be sorry

if it was me saying the word 'hitler' why not just delete that post alone and not the whole account with 70+ posts from a user who planned to fundraise (among other thinggs) for the hive ?

is this properly appealed or no??? if yes, cool. if no, for future users and prospective users, instead of saying only 'tate and trump' are the hives red flags, tell the public the complete list of bogeymen who shouldn't be posted about and the risk of defying the rules of your happy place.

but no warning, no option to delete, no phonecall or email.. yo, how is that any different than twitter or g-rated youtube??

if you're scared of me - im godzilla- that's nothing new although im not a threat to you and was beginning to warm to the hive and i typically never thaw to anyone or anything so it's a notable anecdote for you

if you're not scared of me, let's prove it and put this behind us and make history

the hive might have something in store for it in the future that neither one of us could ever honestly predict so if you're willing and fearless then i'd love to be a part of whatever that may be so that when the hive is praised by newlyweds for helping them find a match or by the next generations for sponsoring massive events, i might say i was there at the beginning when it took patience, mindfulness, and insight to not only trust the process but also be a part of it

that badass opportunity was denied me by all social media, even myspace ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ 🙈✌️🤙🤟💅

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MY HIVE APPEAL (TODAY)

Username: bleachedmoney

Display Name: YeYodaMiyagi

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Im just still over there waiting. How about read a different book to change your mind? You exile someone over an opinion. No one's hurt and without the aid of tech and big data, the uestionable wrong i was accused of would already be forgotten. that's how it is with millions of users - most of them having fun. I've grown and evolved and entered the door to the future. are you still at where? someone being so offended, often by a slight remark that more rightfully should've been received even slighter has some huge tension going on that has far less to do with a new app and much much more to do with topics suited for the therapist's couch. i know it's hard and this isn't ideal or natural or realistic, etc. but why will you hate tech and its function while simultaneously ushering in more growth of it? what do you want? i can't froth at the mouth at you- i've never met you- or, i wouldn't know if i had, would i? why don't you just let nature take its course instead of falling back with the conceit of a royal, neurodivergent enough to believe that you are pondering whether or not to abort the potential new star whilst being aided by the intellect and logic of said new star? im helping you cheat. isn't cheating supposed to result in positive recognition? you don't have to say anything to recognize me. when does that ever happen? ever so peacefully, you can just symbolically nod to reinstate my account so that i may add to the discourse, raise the vibrations, and storm some brains like the hive is a crude misrepresentation of my adolescent mind of chaos when i was rudely thought to be schizophrenic. but hey, you know what, ive noticed both the catholics and puritans both agree on banning euphoria in any way they can think up. that's you now? some universal equal opportunity hater? just because you don't like my water doesn't mean that others won't care to drink it, and love it and ask for more of it. think about it. but whatever you do, please, stop feeling ill about it. let it go for wickedness' sake

[bkwrm523]

Vodka Soaked Kitten

Title: Vodka Soaked Kitten Rating: PG-13 Pairing: n/a, future reader/Eobard loosely implied. Word Count: 880 Warnings: drunk reader Tags: @mysupernaturalfics @cookingglitterfairy @kittenofdoomage @catsoftheapocalypse @medicatemedrmccoy  @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse @mrswhozeewhatsis @daughterofthebrowncoats @nellethiel-aranel @musikat18 Summary: The reader can’t sleep, gets drunk, and has a brilliant idea. Author’s Note: Takes place during the Flash, season 2 episode 11.  No plot spoilers apply, but you’ll be a bit lost if you haven’t seen the show.  It should also be noted; one, I’ve had this idea in my head for awhile.  Two, I wrote this all in one sitting, while I was quite drunk.

Eobard’s cell started moving again.  Someone else apparently wanted to talk to him.  He quickly stood, posing intimidatingly at the entrance to the cell.

His cell finally stopped moving, and the opaque barrier between the glass wall of his cell and his visitor rose, painfully slow.

“What level of schooling did you teach?”  You demanded eagerly, as soon as Eobard came into view.  You were clinging to one of the railings, relying on it to keep you standing straight.  You were… well, you were drunk.  Very drunk.  And Eobard Thawne was still contained in the pipeline while the rest of the team decided how to handle the time travel paradox.

“What did I… what?”  Eobard asked, an adorable crinkle forming between his brows as he gave a confused frown.

“Did I wake yoouuu??”  You asked quickly and anxiously.

“Uh, no.  Why?”

“Becuz ittt’s like… threeeee in tha morrrning or something, an I don’t like waking people upppp!”  You exclaimed, slurring a little and stumbling away from the railing.  You tightened your grip on the railing, pulling yourself back towards it.  A smile broke across his face, bemused and charmed despite himself.

“No, you didn’t wake me up.  You might wanna sit down, though.”  Eobard replied, his voice gentle and amused.

“I’m okayy!”  You insisted, stumbling a little again.

“You’re gonna fall and hurt yourself.  Please.”  He urged you.  Eobard sat down, himself, crossing his legs and perching comfortably on the floor near the glass of his cell.  You shrugged to yourself, then flopped down onto the ground.  It took you a moment to find a comfortable position, and you focused on that before you spoke again.

“Okayyy, but seriously.”  You began again.  “I gottttta knowww.  She callllled you Profffesssor Thawne, and that means you TEACH sommethinggg.  I have so many questions!”

“I… questions about my teaching career?”  Eobard lifted an eyebrow, looking and sounding utterly confused.

“Yes!”

“Everyone else here can’t stop talking about how much they hate me.  And you wanna know what kind of teacher I was?”

“Howw can you not neeed to know about these thinggs?”

“... how much have you had to drink?”

“Jussst vodka.”

“That… wasn’t what I asked.”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“So you drank?”

“...yes?”

“All right.”  Eobard sighed.  “What do you want to know?”

“What level of schooling did you teach?”

“... can you really see me as a middle school teacher?”

“Yes.”

“What?!”

“What, what?  You’d keep fuckin orrrrder, dude.  Nooooobody misbehaves.”  You replied, giggling.

“I taught college.”  Eobard replied, exasperated.

“Okayyy, but what level?”

“... would you believe me if I said PhD?”

“No.”

“Graduate.”

“No.”

“Fine, I taught undergraduate.”

“What subjjjject?”

“I’m from the future.”  Eobard replied loftily.  “You wouldn’t understand the subject.”

“I meannnn, if youuu’re nott gonnna sayy, then Immmma assume you teach English Lit.”

“... what?!”

“English Lit, and you’re onathose toooools that doesn’t actually use tha books, but instead hasa textbook with ‘selections’ frommm important stufffs.”

The look Eobard gave you could have melted the glass between you two.

“And you asssign Shakespeare, but you wimp outttt and lettt tha students use the lame translated Shakespeare, and-”

“Physics!”  Eobard blurted out, still glaring daggers at you.  “I taught physics.”

“Okay, so.”  You shifted your weight, grinning at your victory and leaning unconsciously towards him.  “Did you teach yourrr own labs, or did you team teach?  If the latttterrr, are you stilllll friends with tha perrrson you taught withh?  Are you a gooood lecturuerrr?  Werre you onea those assssholes that assssigned tonsa homework ovrr break?”

“Why are you so interested in my teaching career?”

“Oh!  What kind of reviews did you get on rate yourrr professsor?!  And don’t tell me you don’t haaaaaave that in tha futurrrre.  I’llll knowwww you’re lying.”  You pointed an accusing finger at him.  Eobard dropped his head, laughing quietly for a few moments.

“I don’t know, teachers aren’t allowed to see it.”

“Fuck.  Well, I asssked about a million otherrr questions!”

“I’ll answer yours when you answer mine.”

“... what do you want to know?”

“Exactly how much did you have to drink?”

“What are you doing down here?”  A third voice came from behind you, startling you into jumping.  You craned your head behind you, almost falling over, and recognized Harry standing there, a blaster hanging from one of his hands.

“I… HI!”  You greeted him, smiling broadly.

“Hi.  What are you doing down here.”

“Drinking.”

“Technically, you were drinking.”  Eobard chimed in.  “She stopped sometime before she came down here.”

“Tattletale.”  You glared at Eobard.

“You’re the one who told him you were drinking!”

“I didn’t say what!”

“It was implied!”

“Get up.”  Harry interrupted the banter.  He walked over to you, using his free hand to grab your arm and help you to your feet.  You grumbled a little as you stood, not quite ready to stand.  You grasped at the railing again, relying on the furniture to help keep you from wobbling.  Well, from wobbling too much.  “You’re leaving.”

“I am?”  You asked, bewildered.  “Where am I going?”

“You’re going to bed.  It’s late.”  Harry instructed you.

“Okay, I can try.”  You told Harry agreeably.  You turned back, facing Eobard, and waved.  “Bye, Eobard!”

“It… it was nice meeting you.  Good luck sleeping.”

“Thanks!”

“Just go.”  Harry ordered you sternly, glaring at Eobard.

#eobard thawne #eobard/reader #eobard x reader #eobard thawne/reader #eobard thawne x reader #murder speed daddy #fanfiction #writing

[electricwizardy]

current short term goals/ambitions/ some fantasies and dreams

im really hoping i get this job, i want to save up and paint my car red, as well as fix my mirror and some do some tune up things. I have this fit planned after I paint my card, and put betty boop accessories inside. I want some black denim cropped jeans with my af1s, and a betty boop crop top. It has to be white with a red heart and betty boop sitting on it, or something like that. I might get my other ear repierced and get some dangly betty boop or maybe just some red earrings, and then I need a new septum piercing. and then the twitter post reply under the original tweet of the photos elaborates on how I did everything on my car myself. a insta classic for sure.

I also just want to save up more money, I’m thinking that I can convince one of my friends to move with me because I feel like when we are together we are so good for each other. Like happiness is easy to create. :)

But if that doesnt work out, then I can just stack bread and hopefully figure something else out. 

I dreamt of what I could do with a million dollars, my first thought was to buy a condo in SF and chase being an artist for as long as the money would allow. I have such a desire to create and spread my art. I think less about how many people can see what I create as opposed to how my art can effect the people who see it. Which is probably corny thinggs everyone says, but still. I think a change like that would be so good for me. Imagine not paying rent, I would love that. Just whatever utilities I use and whatever. Such a beautiful life I could live. Such a beautiful life I will live :)

I just want to live in a space where I feel comfortable to do what I want, that’d be grand. I also look forward to sharing space with someone I love, that’d be nice.

The most important thing I have in my life right now is HOPE.

october 5th, 2020 1:04 a.m.