Hi there. I don't know how long ago but my Facebook reels started showing me narrated Reddit stories and I got addicted. I loved how people seemed to get actual help and advice for their issues so that's why I came to this forum.
I have been married for over 15 years. We met just out of high-school and moved rather quickly. We were married less than 18 months after meeting. Back then, I was 1000% sure this was the one to grow old and expire happy with. I know the flame eventually dies down but a while back, it damn near extinguished. We were both large people. The weren't skinny when we met and we only got bigger. At our peak, we were together half a ton (do the math yourself). At that size, I didn't find myself at all attractive and didn't find my wife hot either. We had our one child and couldn't get pregnant again (The excess weight was the cause of it- I'll explain why shortly). But sex had slowed down and when we did have it, it was pretty quick anyway. Being that out of shape, I had little to no stamina. We even got into a fight once where she asked me if I found her attractive anymore and I told her no. But things changed shortly after the pandemic. We had good jobs and insurance and were both able to get bariatric surgery. We've both lost a considerable amount of weight. I'm literally less than half the man I used to be and I think I'm smaller now than I was back even I'm high school. She's been doing great as well and lost almost as much as I have. We even were able to get pregnant and have a new baby.
But , with that weightloss came attention I wasn't ready for and I stepped out on my marriage. To be fair, even before that i had gotten onto apps to see what's out there. I would put on the profile that I was married and just looking to flirt. I wanted to kill time with the apps. Those would fill my attention bucket since it wasn't being filled at home. For the most part, the women on there could understand. One even said "you just wanna see if you can still hunt without actually making a kill?" And that was going okay for a while but then it got too serious. I had met someone and I even fell in love with another woman and tried to divorce my wife. I had moved out and gotten an apartment and everything ... I loved how that other person made me feel. You see, my job keeps me out late and traveling. Im a full time musician. So the wife stayed home. And since we were big, even when she could come out- she wouldn't want to. And on the even more extreme rare chance she did, i wouldnt be proud to show her off. And it seemed like she was only there to get out of the house and get drunk. It wasn't to support me, but to escape motherhood. She works hard and she does deserve a break, I knew that but it still felt bad to me. To have a wife be there, get f*ed up and seemingly not give a damn or pay attention to me. In my eyes, she stopped showing that she loved me. I felt like a roommate in my own home that occasionally she decided to sleep with. But this other person made me feel important. She was infatuated with me.
But I decided, no matter what, I couldn't break up my family like that. I tried to and thought I could do it. But I love my kids to much. I would be seeing them part time just to have her full time and I just couldn't do it. This other woman was/is an amazing woman. If things were different (like my wife had divorced me and was the one to break up the home) this person would have been perfect fit to my broken heart and home. But there's a difference in finding an amazing port in a terrible storm and causing a storm (I hope that makes sense)
So that brings me to now... I'm moved back into my house with my wife. I cut off all contact with the other person and blocked her on all social media. I removed apps that allowed me to do those bad things (Snapchat, WhatsApp, tinder, etc) and I wanna fall in love with my wife again but I don't know how to. I still feel alot of guilt. And , I hate to say it, I'm not that attracted to her atm. She's lost alot of weight but as a result, she has alot of excess skin. We are both working hard at saving money to pay for surgery to remove the skin and to do breast augmentation, but im worried that won't be enough. That I'll still feel like a roommate. I've decided no matter what, imma stay here. If I never fall in love again, so be it. Im going to do it for the kids. Her and I are a great pair as partners. We rarely fight, so it's not like staying just for the kids would be a terrible option. I don't think I'm going to F them up or be those parents who fight day and night and should have divorced ages ago. We've had plenty of conversations and I see now that she never stopped loving me. She was showing it in a way that I didn't see. Or in a way that I didn't receive love. Like our love languages changed and we drifted apart. Now when I'm on a trip for work and she'll call and tell me she misses me, she'll ask if I miss her. And I don't. Idk how to change that or how to make myself long for her. She deserves to be loved and cherished. Like how I used to love and cherish her... I do love her but im not IN love with her. I know that sounds stupid and cliché , but it's the best way I can describe it.
So what can I do to get that spark back?
What can I do to Snuff out the spark for that other person? I hate to admit it but I do miss her. I've never broken up with anyone so I have never had to walk away from someone and maybe that's it? Idk how to do that step?
I hope this didn't come off too scattered or rambling. Any advice would be helpful. Please don't hop on just to talk crap and put me down, I know I messed up. I am trying to fix it and be a better man and live up to the being the husband I used to be. The husband she deserves.
TL;DR advice needed to fall back in love with my wife after 15+yrs of marriage and coming back from infidelity

This past week I used rover for the first time and was genuinely surprised at how affordable it was compared to the boarding options I was considering. Long story short I booked 3 nights with a sitter to stay with my frenchie in my home and her rate was $25 a day. She was amazing! I didn’t have many rules other than to feed my boy twice a day and try her best to make herself at home (he’s low maintenance and spends most his days lounging around snoring up a storm). I made sure to stock the fridge and pantry with drinks/food/snacks for her, made her a big welcome basket with essentials and toiletries along with getting her fresh brand new sheets/bath towels. All and all everything went amazing and when it came time to tip I was surprised to learn I was only allowed to tip up to 22%?? Which was $22.50. I asked for her venmo and tipped her an additional $40. Is that a fair tip or should I have sent more? What do people usually tip? And what are some things that make your stay with clients animals in their home more enjoyable? I plan to use her again so I just want to make sure she knows she’s appreciated! And yes I told her many times that she was! :) thanks in advance!

Long story short, checked my payslip and my employer had mis-calculated one day of annual leave which they didn't reimburse me for. I reached out to them and they said they would pay this back to me but acted like they're doing me a favour and said 'we'd be happy to pay you back' hahah as if them paying me back for one day they've missed is a chore for them! It's been over a week and I still haven't received the payment. They've been messing me around and messed up my tax reimbursement too and so I am now owed over $1K in taxes because they miscalculated and they literally told me to just deal with the tax issue by myself and they weren't willing to help. It's getting irritating at this point and I really hate reaching out to them. I have had to chase them for responses more than once and they act like I am pestering them but if they had done what they're supposed to do properly perhaps I wouldn't need to chase them so much. It's a pretty high day rate and i am getting annoyed with how they've handled this entire situation. What should I do? Any one have any recommendations as to how to go about emailing them again about the payment?

‘Do not bring home the mudmen.’ That’s what my uncle said to me when I went camping in the woods behind his farm. I asked him for more information but he shook his head. ‘It’s a tradition. It's just a thing people around here used to say in the old days.’ He smiled at me, even though his eyes looked rather sad. I said goodbye and started walking. Ever since my sister died, I have not been the same. My mother had sent me camping in these woods to defeat the numbness. ‘A bit of fresh air will do you good. One night alone in the woods, that's all you need!’. I remembered her words when it started raining, only one hour into my camping trip. Part of me wanted to return to the farm but my body kept walking. I have to admit that it felt good to be outside. While the rain fell, my thoughts kept going back to the funeral. It had also rained then. It was hard actually to remember a single thing about that day. All the speeches and the faces and the condolences blurred together in my head. The only moment that I did remember, was after the funeral when everyone had gone home and I lingered for a while at my sister’s grave. I joked around like we used to do but with no response, all the while crying like a child. Joking to my sister’s grave did make me feel better though it did not stop the numbness.
The afternoon passed while I thought about my sister and my future. Every couple of hours the rain stopped, only to begin again a few minutes later. The earth made squishy sounds while I trudged my way towards a good camping spot. Sometimes one of my boots got stuck in the dirt but it didn’t bother me. My sister and me, we used to go on adventures in the small woods near our school. A world of imagination and freedom awaited us there between the trees. My current trip made me reminisce about our adventures. With my shoes in the wet soil, I felt like an adventurer myself, a lonely hero on his way towards an epic quest. I smiled while the rain kept falling.
By nightfall, I had secured a cosy camping spot on a hill, high and dry from the ever-present rain. I ate the sandwiches my uncle made for me and fell asleep to the faint beginnings of a thunderstorm in the distance. I broke up my tent and returned to the farm. I felt much better, to be honest. It had finally stopped raining and the sun guided me during my walk back. I had some time for myself. Time to think about my sister but also about me. I’d finally started thinking about my future. Made some plans and jotted some things down in my journal. So it was with great enthusiasm that I returned to the world of the living. Even though the rain had stopped, the mud was still there. It was impossible to traverse the woods without getting dirty. But I didn’t care. I felt happy and a little mud had never killed anyone, right?
When I came back, my uncle wasn’t there. He had left a note that he had gone to a friend’s house and that he wouldn’t return until that evening. Because my shoes were already dirty I decided to help my uncle out and do a bit of work on the farm. I cleaned up the stables, fed the pigs and reorganized his storage. When I was ready, I left my muddy shoes outside.
I woke up to the sound of a scream. Sleep still had me in its thrall when I came down the stairs. A second scream shook me from my slumber and I raced outside, towards the sound. It came from the stable. I crossed the courtyard and saw dirty footprints everywhere, all ominous looking in the moonlight. I threw open the stable’s door but I saw it was already too late.
I want you to imagine my uncle. He’s in his forties. Short brownish hair, modest beard, big friendly eyebrows. Now imagine him again but with mud and dirty black water coming out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. His scream had turned into a desperate gurgle when I saw him. He sat upon his knees surrounded by three humanoid figures entirely covered in mud. At second glance, they weren’t covered in it. They were mud. Their whole body was mud. These figures stared at me or I thought they did. They had no faces but their heads turned towards me. My uncle tried to gurgle a warning or something but he had wasted his last breaths. As he fell in a puddle of saliva and dirt I ran away as fast as I could. I heard the wet squelching steps of my pursuers, reminding me of my return to the farm while it rained earlier that day. I ran inside, shoved a closet against the door and started thinking about an escape plan. Meanwhile it had started to rain again.
My initial plan was to escape through the front door. But what to do after that? Where to go? I searched for the keys to my uncle’s pickup truck but found nothing. Shit. He probably had the keys on him. Which meant I had to get all the way back to the stable and face the mudmen. I picked up a big knife from the kitchen and decided to risk it. On foot in the rain with mud everywhere I probably won’t last long, especially when my pursuers were made out of the same dirt I was walking upon. The steady rhythm of rainfall synchronised with the beating of my heart as I went outside. When I put on my shoes, I noticed they were clean as if I never even had been camping. While adrenaline raged and all my rational thinking was being crushed by raw fear, I darted towards the stable. On my way I sank halfway into a deep puddle and when I reached the doors I had become some of a mudman myself. All my muscles strained and my brain was going in survival mode as I opened the door. I was ready to stab these mudmen. To avenge my uncle and… I saw no one. The stable was empty. No mudmen but also not a trace of my uncle.
I decided to return back to the house and that was the moment I found out where all the mudmen had been. They had been gathering reinforcements. Outside the stables stood eight mudmen. Their slick featureless heads ‘looked’ at me. It was difficult to say where their legs ended or where the ground started. One of them seemed new. The mud was not as thick as with the others and pieces of farm overall were visible. It was my uncle. Before I had any time to process this, the fuckers began to make their way towards me. I quickly decided to abandon my hope of a pick-up truck and to go with my plan B. I ran away as fast as I could. They followed me, slowly but surely. Mud was everywhere as I sprinted through the woods. Water, dirt and tree branches clung to me as I tried to shake off the mudmen. They moved like boneless masses, ever merging with the ground upon which they persuaded me.
I don’t know how far or fast I ran. I passed some other farms and wondered whether they could be potential targets of the mudmen. The way my uncle had warned me this morning, seemed like folklore but real. Maybe everyone that lived there knew to watch out when walking through mud. After crossing multiple asphalt roads and some hills, I arrived in a small village. I went to the local diner and decided to call my parents to come and pick me up. I have no idea how I will explain any of this to them or to myself.
I’m currently waiting for my parents. I decided to post my story here to get my thoughts straight. Has anyone ever heard of these mudmen? Or encountered them? I wonder if there is any way to stop them. As I write this grey clouds gather once again and I just heard a conversation between two truckers. According to them, it will keep raining for the next couple of days. Better avoid the woods for a while.

I've finally settled on, and for the first time in my life(!), been consistently working on a story idea.
It's about a down and out private detective who takes on what she believes is a case that could be the golden ticket away from the blunders of her oppressive city life: going to a ranch to find out who may be fencing animal feed, and why. Long story short, she ends up in a cult built upon favours and feels more trapped than ever.
I want my MC to be a loser, but she needs more. I have basic info fleshed out (social and economic status, race, feelings about family) but she's lacking in personality traits to justify some of the basic info I just mentioned.

Acr today, and I was on bass drum. This wouldn’t be a problem for the old bass drummer cuz in no offence she certainly was no Lebron James, 6”3. Today, after we got dismissed, I completely forgot about the person beside me who was pretty young in her defence and also kinda yk short but short story short, I ended up accidentally hitting her with a bass drum because I couldn’t see her and I saw the 2 seniors of our band looking at me and I thought I was about to get yelled at but then one of them just starts laughing and joked about how she got an award and I hit her because “how dare her get an award”. I ended up apologizing profusely to her because I sometimes play baritone sax and the bass drummer happens to be right behind me and I know fear when you get poked by the bass drum. I still feel kinda bad and I still wanna apologize cuz if I wasn’t given a death look by the seniors I probably would’ve ran her over by accident.

For the last few weeks, I've been doing a read-through of King's oeuvre for the first time in well over a decade, both re-reading a lot of my favorite books from my initial middle school King-obsession phase and even reading a few I never got around to the first time around (The Outsider wasn't even a twinkle in SK's eye at the time; I thought it was pretty good).
Right after finishing It (it holds up!), I started in on Under the Dome, only really intending to hit those gripping early high points; while I can tear through King's extremely-readable books pretty fast these days, it's still quite long, so I kept telling myself I'd only keep reading until the next chapter break (especially since I remembered being rather cool on the denouement when I read it upon release in 2009).
Long story short, pun intended, I was back at the end within a couple days. Ending spoilers, ofc, after this:
I think knowing what was gonna happen the second time around probably prepared me to be more understanding. Certainly it's not a perfect book, and I couldn't object to anyone saying that it feels like he took the easy way out with the deus ex machina route.
Yet, I think the entire thing being attributable to bored extraterrestrial juveniles fucking with them for kicks is thematically sensible, because, well... we, the audience, are essentially the leatherheads. We are the ones who are getting our kicks by witnessing these characters' squalid misadventures, by way of King's imagination creating this obstacle for them to struggle against.
Granted, it's not a perfect allegory. For instance, King chooses what happens to them, not us (as evinced by the fact that most people would have chosen a different ending). Still: the people of Chester's Mill really and truly do only exist for the reader's amusement, and if aliens were watching me and you, they might clinically take note of something a little sadistic about the satisfaction Constant Readers derive from devouring this and all of King's other, beautifully grisly tales.
Now, if I perceived this parallel as an attempt by King to admonish the audience for our enjoyment of the fucked-up story, as some writers do (Scorsese and The Wolf of Wall Street comes to mind), I would find it cheaply deployed here. You've made a half-billion dollars from our love of reading horrorbooks, you can't get on your high horse here, SK!
But I don't think that's the most parsimonious reading of the allegory. King doesn't think there's anything immoral about his putting fictional characters through the wringer, or our enjoying reading about it. Fictional characters are basically a class of beings who exist to be acted upon in any fashion without triggering moral sanction. The one leatherhead girl who saves the day at the end puts a very fine point on it when she asks Julia, at said climax: "How can you have lives if you aren't real?"
And, of course, within the text of the novel, we see the leatherheads are not the only characters who view other characters as merely fodder to be acted upon. Hackermeyer views the Iraqis this way; the bullies view Julia this way; Big Jim seems to view everyone else this way. Even Junior and his "girlfriends" can be viewed as an extension of the heartless style.
Indeed, the leatherheads' actions are arguably amongst the most defensible in the story: we are naturally prone to see the leatherheads' treatment of the earthlings as cruel, but from their perspective, surely even the one leatherhead girl who takes pity and picks up the dome doesn't actually appear to feel they've done anything wrong by fucking with these little creatures whose sentience she's only beginning to perceive. Yet she still takes that "step in the right direction" and gives them back their "little lives."
What does this mean, metatextually? It can't mean Stephen King thinks he should stop writing books where characters get put through the ringer, or that we should stop reading them. Nor can it mean that stories are only moral if they have some semblance of a happy ending (certainly almost every character had already lost their "little life" before the dome is lifted, and some of his later books end even more bleakly).
What I take away from it is that we are encouraged to be radically open to the possibility that at all times, even if we think our actions are in a vacuum and can't impact any other sentience with a claim to fair treatment, we are being confronted with the opportunity to act in a way that confers either respect or contempt on some other's "little life."
We aren't always even cognizant of this -- but whenever we do recognize that we have the chance to choose respect over contempt, and choose the former, we are moving, even if infinitesimally, in the right direction. The struggle will always continue, and never end: "Sooner or later, the blood always hits the wall." But we ought to keep on fighting the good fight regardless.
[I will also say that if I perceived "the book is about the audience watching the characters" as a thematic well that King went back to many times, that would make this ending much cheaper in my estimation. But I don't really think that's the case: the particular framing device of the Dome as keeping the Chester's Mill folk in a science experiment, where even the other earthlings outside the dome become a proxy for the audience, I think makes this a rather unique audience-allegory in King's bibliography. And I think i works. Even if you agree with my reading and still think it cheap, of course, that's perfectly fine, too.]

So long story short, i just met this girl from my old school. I graduated as a film major there years ago and I had some free time right now to try out acting. Saw an acting gig for a student film - and led me to her.
For one, I initially thought she was older - like 22 or something just cause of how mature she seems. and also, a little context about myself, my last ex was just as young. Literally only 3 months older than this girl. So like ugh I didnt want to date with this much an age gap again, as that was a problem last time. but maybe it could work this time.
to be clear, i dont have like a crush on this girl (yet). however, theres a lot that i like about her. we're both catholic and she's proudly catholic. something i want and will probably struggle to find someone like her. she's athletic, attractive, and we just have other common interests. she's genuinely very interesting and someone i'd love to get know more and have in my life. i know if something were to happen between us, we'd have an amazing relationship. i think we make a good match as well. i feel like we'd have the same desires and goals in a relationship.
and about the age gap - she doesnt know my age, i think. and well, for all i know, that could already be a boundary she isnt gonna cross, which i understand.
but if she's cool with it, how do i go about it?
Personally, im not gonna just ask her out or try to be buddy buddy right now lol
I was actually thinking of trying to work on short films together. share each other insight and other film opportunities. that way, we just keep in touch for one. and probably just build up a possible friendship/partnership. build up feelings on both sides and see what comes of it, right? and just be myself. funny, kind as always. she's really kind and friendly as well. So I feel if she ever does catch feelings for me, it may be hard to tell at first lol but i'll try to trust my gut instinct anyways.
but i was wondering and i trust this subreddit to help me out, is there a more cautious approach to this? Should i even bother? what would be the best way to ask her out in any way even if its just to "hang out" together soon? maybe see a movie? i could use some advice. and dont worry, if anything. i will always be patient and not rush anything.
we've seen each other now 3 times filming. i see her again on monday for my final scene and really no guarantees to seeing her again after that. what would be the best way to keep in touch after monday? i havent messaged her anything except regarding the short film.

I have updated my previous post but I figured I'd throw in a day 1 overview with just some general thoughts as well as battle recaps.
Just generally, tournaments are tiring! I forgot to sit down any if the games and when I'd made it home I didn't realise how much standing up for that long and focusing that much can take it out of you, though in fairness the whole up until 2am the previous day basing stuff probably didn't help.
Everyone was lovely, I didn't have a game where my opponent was funny about anything or tried to pressure me into stuff, or any of the tournament horror stories I've heard, and the event staff themselves and TOs were great. As a team we very much went in with expectation to lose every round in total, and each individual player to get a few wins here and there given the calibre of player and competitiveness at this event, but so far we are sitting pretty middle of the pack at 2 wins to 1 loss, which is always nice.
I'm currently sat waiting for my train to head over for day 2 and will give a write up of that afterwards, but all in all it's been good fun, I've enjoyed playing the army, and honestly? We aren't top tier by any stretch, we get bodied by a fair few S tier lists, but personally I've found us to be good fun and put up a fight if you aren't expected to try for a 5-0 or anything crazy, you can go be a statistic on a GW sheet to let them know we need a buff, and still have fun.
Game 1 - Admech Vs Guard - 86 / 79 (11 / 9)
Game one was fun! Guard player had two demolisher cannons which spiked on shots and along with a blob of 10 rough riders knocked out my knight be the end of the turn 1 fight phase. The terrain was very much in my favour though, each batch of tables had a few set up with GW terrain and a few with WTC, with a roll off between teams to pick The movement he had to do to get my knight effectively locked his tanks between ruins and stopped them coming too far up the board the rest of the game. In the end I was just better at scoring, I had more mobile units, and I just sneaked the win. Very happy about that one given the way it started.
Game 2 - Admech Vs Grey Knights - 56 / 87 (4 / 16)
Also a fun game but my word was it a struggle, this was not a good matchup for me and the player on the other end of the table was good. Turns out 8d6 flamer shots on the table really burn through skitarii, so do tiny units that jump all over the shop with 15 nasty melee attacks and 20 stormbolter shots. The dreadnights made short work of my lancer and by the last turn I had so little on the board. Scraped a few points for my team by scoring well on the secondaries and coming primary best I good. All in all a struggle, but forced me to try and sneak points where I could grab them which was a good exercise in learning the army.
Game 3 - Admech Vs Drukhari - 100 / 60 (17 / 3)
So turns out admech can quite handily deal with dark Eldar, or at least my admech can quite handily deal with this dark Eldar. There's alot of transports and firing decks but I found if I can get them to pop out that transport sure they'll get a unit of skitarii, but I'll mop up anything that comes out afterwards, and I'm definitely winning that trade. The big knight did a funny and ran across the board as GW terrain has alot of less than 4 inch high terrain, stood on the middle, and didn't die until then 4. Didn't kill alot, but was for sure a deterrent. The big surprise was not getting destroyed on the special kill something for 4 pts or kill more for 8 pts mission rule. Going second I got to decide to target just enough stuff to even out or beat my opponent and they never scored the full 8, and I even killed more on a few occasions. Was fun to get the chance to play against the magnificent model that is the tantalus. All in all very happy with the result of this game.

Some Chapter 7 Spoilers on her story entries below, beware. Although it will be blanked out.

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Kakania

Rarity: ✦✦✦✦✦✦
Afflatus: 🍃 Plant
Fragrance Notes: Woody, Vetiver, Nutmeg, Eucalyptus, Mint
Era: Early 20th Century
Birthday: December 7, Winter
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Mirror of the Self

Kakania dreams of healing the entire city with her mirror, even though she never obtained an official license to practice psychiatry. The mirror can reflect the deepest issues hidden within people's hearts, and her method of treatment is to help patients accept their true selves and desires. But which mirror has ever reflected her own self?
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Survivors

The "Storm" poured down on everyone in Vienna, washing away all traces equally and extinguishing the fire in Kakania's heart. Her era was completely destroyed, and she could not help but see herself as a sinner. But who could respond to her atonement? Perhaps she would eventually find the answer in another era, but the guilt would forever be with the survivors.
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Broken Mirror

Through a pair of innocent and frantic hands, the weight of dreams is enough to crush an entire golden city. It is a luxury to hope that the mirror can be restored to its original state. Some still immerse themselves in the most beautiful moments of life, those moments they once spent together, while those who remain clear-headed can only face the mess alone.
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Role

Kakania is a plant damage-absorbing support character.
She is capable of absorbing damage on behalf of other allies, significantly boosting the survivability of the team.
Additionally, she can provide substantial attack buffs to individual allies based on the amount of damage she absorbs.
During her ultimate, she can deal significant elemental damage based on the amount of damage she has absorbed.
Furthermore, she causes the target to record the damage received for the current turn and deal extra damage based on the damage recorded , greatly enhancing the team's burst output.
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Insight: Psychoanalytic Theory

I1: When other allies take DMG, a certain percentage of DMG taken is absorbed by Kakania. DMG taken by Kakania is converted and stored into [Transference]. The maximum value of [Transference] is a certain percentage of Kakania's max HP. When [Transference] reaches its maximum value, Kakania can no longer absorb DMG for allies.
I2: When entering combat, increase max HP.
I3: When [Transference] reaches a certain percentage of Kakania's max HP, heal all allies based on Kakania's max HP. When Kakania receives healing, deals a certain percentage of the current [Transference] value as Genesis DMG to all enemies, which does not count as extra action.
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S1: Consciousness

1-target attack, deals Mental DMG, additionally deals a certain percentage of Genesis DMG based on the current [Transference] value.
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S2: Free Association

1-target buff. When used on self, restores a certain percentage of max HP. When used on other allies, lose a percentage of max HP to grant the target [Psychological Comfort].
[Psychological Comfort]: Increase ATK based on [Transference] value.
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Ultimate: Id, Ego, Superego

1-target attack, deals Mental DMG. Additionally inflicts a certain percentage of Genesis DMG based on the current [Transference] value and clears all [Transference] value. Afterwards, begins recording all DMG take by the target. At the end of the round, deals a certain percentage of the recorded DMG as Genesis DMG to the target.
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Udimo

Glass Parrot udimo, common.
Predominantly emerald in color, it is brightly colored and fragile in texture, occasionally emitting flashes of light.
Frequently found in Vienna. Highly social, active in nature, and relatively noisy.
Observations indicate that regardless of whether people are gathered or not, it continues its loud chirping.
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Terms and Names are not official and can be very different from the official English names.
Trailers:
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https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV12T421v7V2/ or https://youtube.com/shorts/GGxM4l0RbgE
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A lot of her kit names and terms are actually terms related to Sigmund Freud's Psychoanalytic theory or Psychoanalysis.
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I've been working on this story for... 3 months? 4? who knows, with my ability to keep track of time I could have started this yesterday, anyway, this is a story that has sci-fi elements, and some fantasy, although the fantasy stuff is mainly dragons so lets say adventure for now, (cause I don't know shit about genres, I just wrote the story) , Keep in mind, this has been written in free time, of which I don't have a lot, so if you don't like the story it is probably my fault, here is a look at:

Dragons wing

I slowly drift from my sleep and think to myself, ow, why is everything warm? I check the thermostat and see that it is at a temperature as cool as Canada and when I turn back to go back to bed so that I can sleep in, I see that my stuff has been knocked over? Oh sorry, where are my manners? I'm James O’Maley, I put everything back into place, and lay down on my bed but nothing is comfortable! I just decide, you know what, whatever, I’m just gonna get ready for work, and with that i get dressed, everything feels harder to put on, but it really hits me when I go to brush my teeth, when I looked into the mirror, I saw that their were, wings on my back, and a tail, growing out my butt like a lizard, I obviously spend several minutes having an existential crisis about this shocking revelation, and I decide to look at what these wings can do, I open a window, crawl out, with some difficulty and some slamming the window on my tail. I go to the edge of the fire escape railing, hop on, and jump, and I flew, higher and higher, until i nearly flew into a mountain but that's when I suddenly breathed fire, from my mouth, and bore a hole straight through the cliffside, I could spend all day flying, breathing fire, and fiddling with my tail, but I began to feel as tired as if I’d just gotten back from lifting weights with tigers, I landed on a cliffside and fell asleep. When I woke up I wasn’t on the cliffside anymore, there were monitors and scientists all around me. I tried to show some sign that I was awake, but I was chained up! I spent several moments struggling to get free, I must be free, I am not something they can chain down! I struggle, I roar, I attempt to move my head enough to burn the surrounding area, but I can’t, until someone finally talks to me,
“Hello there, James, please forgive us for our caution, but with your kind we can never be too careful.” I can see the scientist, I read his name tag, Dr. Crane William, I roar out
“My kind!? Get me out of these chains!” I breathe fire, claw, kick and swing my tail, trying to free myself, until I see two other people watching, one with weird whiskers, a long tail and a smug look on his face, and the other with a similar appearance to me but her wings are her arms. The next few days go by, until the two finally decide to talk to me, and in those days, My face becomes a snout like a komodo dragon’s, the one with the whiskers opens his mouth first and I already hate him
“Would you look at that, he’s even uglier up close!” I glare at him with absolute hatred, that seems to anger him more,
“What are you mute or something? Speak before I tear you apart!” he takes one step closer and that's all I need, I Bite his shoulder and use his head to break the chains on my right arm, I continue to break the rest of them with ease, and tell whiskers
“You want to fight? Let’s fight!” I leap on top of him, clawing at his face, he tries to slash me with a blade on his tail but I grab it and stab the wall with it, until I feel a burning sensation in my veins, The girl had bitten me! She looks at me with sadness,
“Sorry about this,” I look at her and drift into unconsciousness, when I wake up next I’m in some kind of, medical wing, ha, wing, as I look around I feel that my mouth is bound shut, but other than that, I can move my body, I get up off the gurney and just when I think it looks nice, whiskers shows his face,
“Well thanks a lot freak, now I’m on probation with Dr. Crane.” I motion to my mouth and he seems to have enough brain cells to understand what I mean
“Ha! You got the boot, Lily had that on her when she wouldn’t stop biting staff, I’m Ryan Mist.” I just walk away and try getting this muzzle off, That's when Crane walks in,
“Well, I must say it has been a while since we’ve had to use the boot, Ryan, your behavior was unacceptable!” I can tell that Crane is annoyed, and right as he finishes his sentence, click, the boot falls off my face and clatters to the ground. I don’t bother trying to fight Ryan again, I’m just happy to be able to talk!
“Well that’s a lot better, now, talk, I want answers.” I growl, Crane and Ryan seem surprised that I got the boot off but they talk, turns out, I’m what’s called a dragonkin a Human who has dragon genes in their genome, Lily and Ryan are also dragonkin, although they can’t breath fire, Lily has fangs and a venomous bite, turns out she’s the girl that bit me, and Ryan just looks weird, apparently we are the only dragonkin who evaded the organization that Crane works for, Called ‘Kadmus,’ into adulthood, Lily being found at 22, ryan at 20, and me at 24, on top of that, we are the only dragonkin who have survived that long, it’s at that moment that I notice Lily looking at us from behind some glass, I decide that I’ve heard enough and open the door, and I leave the room.
As I leave the room I can tell that Lily was not expecting me from the look on her face, I start a conversation with her, trying desperately to be friendly and not notice all the scientists glancing at me nervously.
“Hey, Lily, Right?” I say in the friendliest tone I can, “I’m James.” Lily looks at me with a calculating look before answering
“Hello, yeah my name is Lily, Lily Megan.” she clearly is wary of me, but I can tell a few things about her, making herself look small, clearly smarter than she lets on, seems shy,
“How did you get it off?” Lily breaks into my train of thought with the question,
“What?” I ask her, confused,
“The Boot, how did you get it off?” She gestures to the room where Crane and Ryan were having an argument, but more specifically to The Boot, laying on the ground
“Oh that? I once took a lockpicking class when I was younger.” I explain
“Huh, you mind teaching me that sometime?” She catches me off guard with that one, I can tell that she is being genuine so I agree, And we begin working out what time works best.

The next few weeks go by in a flash, but I’ll summarize it for you, I ended up getting my own room like Ryan and Lily, I start teaching Lily how to pick locks, and we end up having a few game nights where we played games like charades, poker, even monopoly, lets just say that we will never play monopoly again. However, the most important thing of all, we ended up finding another dragonkin! We aren’t sure what dragon ancestor he has, but we think he’s another eastern long tail, like Ryan, the new guy’s name is Dillian, He’s great, absolute goofball, he’s from Australia, and according to him, his family has never been anywhere but the land down under, weird, but the guy’s like a little brother to me, so it’s cool, and that catches you up. “Hey Dillian!” I lean my head into his room, “Wanna come hang out with the rest of us? It’s movie night!” Dillian just looks at me, unreadable, 

“Okay, your loss.” I try to hide how unnerving that look felt, but something doesn’t feel right. I go back to the lounge, where Ryan, Lily, and Crane are all waiting for me,
“Sorry guys, Dillian, isn’t up for it.” Lily looks at me disappointed,
“Aw man, and we're even watching Dune!” I just look at her with a sad look, but Ryan manages to lift the mood a little bit,
“Last time we let Crane pick the movie!” Crane just glares at Ryan, I can tell he’s about to lecture him so I just start the movie, around one hour in, boom, everything is blurry, and there is dust swirling, everything hurts. I see Lily and Ryan helping evacuate the scientists, I don’t see Crane anywhere! But that's when I see it, Cranes lab coat, soaked red and underneath a piece of rubble, I try to run towards it, but I can't stay on my legs, I call out,
“CRANE!” My friends hear me, they rush towards me and they see the lab coat, Lily tears up, Ryan is too stunned to speak, then we hear it, we hear him. Dillian, he’s laughing, laughing at the lab coat, laughing at us, My head snaps toward him, I feel the rage burning, my wings flare out, fire rises in my throat, I grab Dillian by the collar, and I roar,
“Do you think this is funny?!” Dillian just keeps laughing, “Crane is deadI!” Dillian looks at me, and he finally stops laughing, he pushes me off and spikes erupt from his skin, his tail wraps around my throat, and he growls,
“Don’t touch me you cretin, my ancestors were nearly wiped out by yours, I’m just returning the favor.” I look at him confused, Ryan seems to have been just as confused as me because he asked,
“What do you mean? The Eastern long tails have never had an issue with the Flying flame drakes.” Dillian just flicked his wrist and one of the spines shot out and nearly sliced Ryan’s head off!
“Do not compare the Wyrms to those foolish sky beasts! They have ruled the land for centuries!” Dillian roars, at this point I finally manage to choke out,
“Wyrm? Like the dragon inside the mountain Wyrm?” I struggle against his tail, I finally get a claw hooked under it and pull, it takes all of my strength to get my head loose and retreat, and then I see Dillian fully for the first time, pale skin covered in red spines and a long tail that could probably crush a normal humans windpipe, if I wasn’t a dragonkin I’d be dead.
“So, you do have a brain. Indeed, my ancestors were the Wyrms, Masters of the land, and the only dragons to be nearly forgotten by time, if it weren’t for the colony under Australia, I would not be a dragonkin.” Dillian snorts, and after saying his piece he leaped up, dived down, and bore through the earth, I try to go after him, but Lily holds me back,
“James you're hurt, and you would not stand a chance against him in your current state!” I hate to admit it, but it’s true, I would not stand a chance against Dillian, oh man, my leg hurts, I look at my left leg and I see that it has a shard of metal sticking out of it, and then everything feels heavy, I hear Lily yell out my name, but she sounds so far away, I don’t try and fight it, I just let the darkness envelope me, at least in the dark I can’t hurt, when I wake up I’m in the medical wing ha, it’s still funny, I have a bandage around my leg and then it all rushes back to me, Crane’s lab coat, Dillian laughing, the rage, everything, replaying over and over in my mind, I immediately try and stand up and I find a lot of difficulty in that, but I manage to stumble off the bed, I avoid putting weight on my leg, and I use my wings when necessary,
‘Well it’s about time you woke up, and here I was thinking that we had wasted time and resources.” I spin around to see a lady in a suit and glasses looking at me with a look of disdain,
“Hello, I am Dr. Leanne Vern, but you can call me Leanne. I am your new head researcher, I hope you are ready for your next few tests, Dr. Crane wasted a lot of time ‘bonding’ with you.” It’s right as she finishes that sentence when I feel the urge to make it her last, I feel rage burning under my skin and I glare at her with every last ounce of anger possible,
“What.” Either she didn’t get the memo or she is just a jerk, because she did not care, but either way I continued,
“Do you think that now is a good time to either ridicule Crane, or tell me that you need to run tests on me? I am not your lab rat” I grab her collar “I am not something you just get to boss around, If you say something like that again I will send you straight to the underworld where you belong.” I shove her back and go look for Lily and Ryan, I find them in the cafeteria, I get some food and sit down across from them,
“Mind if I sit here?” It clearly lightened the mood, but not even Ryan found the humor to reply, but we started to talk turns out I had been knocked out for two weeks, when I asked about Dillian Ryan tensed up, he explained to me that Dillian goes by ‘Death Wyrm’ now, he’s spent the last two weeks tormenting the city, and eventually I brought up Leanne,
“That Dr. Leanne is a jerk though, when I got out of the medical wing she just introduced herself, told me that she would run some tests and insulted Crane.” Lily seemed to agree because she replied,
“Yeah the first day she got here she told me I was ugly, and had me escorted into the testing chamber and forced me to fly for as long as I could or else I would get shocked.” Upon hearing this I feel rage flare up inside me, I flare out my wings and fly straight towards Leanne's office,
“You threatened Lily with being shocked?! What is wrong with you?” Leanne just looked at me stone faced and told me,
“You dragonkin are nothing but freaks that look interesting, you should not be treated like humans, you are tools.” I just stand there, shocked until the dam just breaks, I roared, I grabbed her by the collar and I slash her face with a claw,
“Tools? TOOLS?! The only tool in here is you! First you insult Crane, someone who died only two weeks ago! Then I learned you threatened one of my friends with a shock if they stopped playing your sick little game!” I feel the fire rise in my throat, I open my mouth, but then I see the look in her eyes, fear, absolute, paralyzing fear, I hesitate, and think to myself, oh my god, what am I doing? I release Leanne and walk out of the room, as I’m leaving I hear Leanne bellow from behind me,
“Where do you think you’re going?” I glare back, I don’t need to answer her, but because I know she will hurt my friends if I don’t I tell her what I’m doing, I explain.
“I’m going after Dillian, don’t try to stop me.” I can tell that Leanne is angry, I can feel her eyes shooting daggers at me, she clearly disagrees with me,
“Oh no you don’t, listen to me you bloated gecko, we did not spend millions tracking you down for you to play superhero!” I just walk away from her and go to the cafeteria to tell Lily and Ryan, they of course freak out at me, saying that I should not go after Dillian, that he’d kill me, and that I should stay here, but I look at them with all of the emotion in the world, I tell them
“Look, I know that Dillian would probably kill me, but I at least might tire him out enough for the police or military to stop him, but it’s more than that, I can’t let him hurt innocent people.” Lily and Ryan look at me, Lily hugs me, and tells me,
“Don’t you dare die or I will kill you.” I look at her, And I say to Ryan,
“I hope she’s joking.” Ryan looks at me and punches my arm,
“You are a good friend man, I hope you live through this.” I look at Ryan and Lily, knowing that this might be the last time I see them, I hug them both, and I flare out my wings and I fly off.

As I sped off towards Dillian, no, Death Wyrm, he stopped being Dillian when he killed Dr. Crane, one thought was going through my mind, am I going to survive this? It doesn’t really matter, as long as Death Wyrm gets what he deserves, when I arrive in the city I look around from above first, I decide to stop by my old apartment, I remember when My dad helped me find this place before he died, it has looked weird since I had my stuff moved into my room at the Kadmus site, I decide to sit down on the floor, when all of a sudden I hear a click and a secret safe opens from the wall. Inside I find a video message to me from my dad, along with an envelope, with the words for when I’m gone written on it, I look through the envelope and I find an old Kadmus keycard for my dad, so that's what his work was, I knew he was secretive but damn, A few other papers that talk about dragons, turns out, Kadmus had been looking into the dragons for years, although these papers are odd, as if my dad had prior knowledge of the dragons. The ball drops when I play the video message it says, 

>Hello, James, if you are watching this then I’m probably dead. In the envelope that you have found alongside this message, there is also my old keycard, it will give you full access to any Kadmus site. Along with my personal notes on the Flying flame drakes, the Eastern long tails, the Wyverns, and some vague knowledge of a supposed fourth dragon species, including some vague diet, and possible weaknesses, but if you’ve already read them, then that means you have seen that the Flying flame drake notes are more definitive, that’s because I am also a dragonkin, I only inherited physical strength from our ancestors, but I have a feeling you will have more characteristics, but I am saying this because you need to know the history behind our ancestors, and the rest.<
I look at the message and wait for it to continue, until a small piece of paper slips out of the metal box that is the message, when I open it I find out that in the beginning of the dragons, there were supposedly four species, the Flying flame drakes, the Eastern long tails, the Wyverns, and the Wyrms, until the Wyrms struck out, they had felt as though due to there inability to fly, that the other dragons thought less of them, the dragons were forced to lock away the Wyrms deep beneath what would one day be called Australia, and then man arose, and along with them the first dragonkin, Tiamat, a Flying flame dragonkin, as my dad called him, but the humans lived in fear of the dragons, eventually driving them to the bleeding cut edge of extinction using their advancing technology, eventually humans all but forgot about dragons, reducing them to myth or fairy tales. That was more or less all that was written, I committed all of this knowledge to memory, and then I heard a loud boom and some maniacal Dr. Doom esc laughing, I peer out of the window to see Death Wyrm, tormenting people, I leap out of the window and into the air, getting a good angle before dive bombing Death Wyrm, breathing fire on him and slashing him with my claws,
“Hey Dillian, did you miss me?” I laugh, I tried to pull a Ryan and joke myself into feeling confident, and it kinda helped, Death Wyrm roars out in rage,
“Why didn’t you stay out of my way?” He whips his tail up, shooting spines out at me, although thanks to my practice I manage to dodge them, I decide to not make a joke and just stay quiet for now, I remember something a security guard once told me, if the enemy is in range so are you, don’t just talk, actually attack, I know that I am in range for a fireblast but Dillian doesn’t know that, I shout out,
“Those spines must really hurt, but not as much as my claws!” I suddenly make a sharp turn and get in close with my talons, I first duck beneath Death Wyrms hook, and slash at his stomach, I then dodge a spine shot, and quickly follow up and through with a tail whip, knocking him off balance, then quickly blast fire right at his feet, but I didn’t see that Death Wyrms tail had grabbed my leg before it had already thrown me two blocks away, I was getting up when I felt a Burning pain in my arm, when I looked to see, it was one of Death Wyrms spines, It had only penetrated the outermost muscle tissue, I would heal in a few weeks but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt like hades, I rip the spine out and breath fire on the wound in order to cauterize it, when I suddenly feel Death Wyrms tail around my throat, choking me, and I am all of a sudden pinned to a wall, with my mouth bound shut, great it’s the boot all over again, I see Death Wyrm, he’s grabbing the spine I ripped out, he walks towards me, and he gives me a small speech,
“You know James, if you weren’t so noble I’d actually have let you join me, I never wanted to kill you, but you leave me no choice.” He lifts the spike up, when all of a sudden he is blasted back seemingly by a freakishly strong gust of wind, wait, that's a thermal updraft, I turn to see the best sight I could have seen, Ryan and Lily! Ryan opens his mouth first and I couldn’t be more thankful for his humor,
“Nobody treats James like that but me!” He then flies into battle riding on a thermal, while Lily freed me, she slices through the binding on my mouth and I immediately ask,
“What are you guys doing here?” Lily opens her mouth to answer but Ryan cuts in with being thrown into a wall
“Me and Lily are saving you, idiot, speaking of which a little help here?” Me and Lilly help Ryan up and we all get ready for a fight, but before we can charge in, Lily hands me a headmic,
“Here put this on,” I do as she says and suddenly Leanne's voice buzzes in through the speaker,
“Well it’s about time,” I am just happy to have some help with knowing my surroundings,
“Whatever happened to ‘we didn’t spend millions tracking you for you to play superhero?’” If Leanne heard me she didn’t answer, I just started to run towards Death Wyrm, before I took off alongside Lily and Ryan, I felt a familiar rage build up in my veins, I allow the rage to drive me forward, I feel the heat, the fire, rushing to every vein in my body, building along with all of the rage in my life, I gather my thoughts, a raging body is good for combat but a raging mind is bad for victory, when this feeling washes over me, I finally feel calm, I feel at peace, I never want this feeling to end, I open my snout, and unleash a twisting, flowing, blooming tunnel of flames,wounding Death Wyrm and distracting him long enough for Ryan to swing in with a bladed tail to his back, followed by Lily, biting into Death wyrms tail, as Death Wyrm roars I dive in and I do something unexpected, I talk to him,
“Dillian, I thought of you as a little brother, but you killed someone I cared about, I am sorry but, we need to take you in.” Death Wyrm roars, he writhes, up until Lily’s venom takes hold and he falls to the ground, defeated, a news reporter had been, well reporting, nearby and walked up to me, and asked me for an interview,
“Under normal circumstances I would agree, but not right now.” I wave as I signal to Ryan, it takes an embarrassingly long time for him to get the hint that I want him to create a thermal under Death Wyrm in order to transport him, but he follows my lead, and before we know it, we are flying toward the Kadmus site, but as we fly, I yell behind me,
“Hey, go ahead, I’ll… I’ll catch up.” Lily looks at me while Ryan just zooms ahead, no questions asked,
“Okay what are you doing?” I just look at her, feeling conflicted about telling her about my dad, for all I know this could get me in trouble, or worse, I make a split second decision,
“I… I think I saw something.” surprisingly it works, I swoop back towards the city and back to my old apartment and I grab the message from my dad, his keycard and the papers, I then fly off with them clenched between my arms and my body, I then fly into the Kadmus site, and discreetly go to my room, in order to hide them, I then get out of the site, and fly back into it acting like nothing happened, and to my surprise, there was a celebration waiting for me, there was cake, and wine, and even a nice Irish whiskey, eventually I asked about Death Wyrm, and turns out he was placed in a secure facility, deep under the site, and that anyone with high enough clearance could go down there, I decide that that is probably for the best.
After the celebration, I go into my room, and pull out the message, I look over it, Dad was a big fan of puzzles, so maybe this message is a puzzle? After several minutes fiddling with it, the message began to whir, and it then showed a place for a fingerprint, gotcha, I placed my thumb on the finger print and it pricked me, like I was getting my blood drawn. After that a key fell out of the message box, and a keyhole on the side, I of course used the key, which then played a different message,

Hello James, and I know it's you who will be watching this, at the time of making this message I am about to help you “find” an apartment, this is one that will only play for other people if you give them access and get a blood sample, the key you used is a one of a kind, and allows you full access to pre-recorded messages, and answers for certain questions, I hope that there will come a time when you don’t need it, but, knowing you, you will probably forget what the messages say within an hour, but anyway, I hope that this helps you greatly, here is a list of topics that the message box can give you data on.< The video then becomes like an interactable encyclopedia, where I can read the list at my own pace, I skim through it before my eyes lock on one entry, Dr. Crane Williams, I open the entry and i read about Crane, turns out, he was my fathers research partner and close friend, and the two of them met in college because they had managed to win a competition that landed them tuition for any college of their choosing, and they became friends after my dad stopped somebody from messing with Crane, there was a whole lot more there about Cranes upbringing, his family, his education, but I had to cut it short when Leanne entered my room, unannounced,

“What are you doing?” She glared, in her usual condescending tone, I am not in the mood for this “Jump off a cliff.” I growl, as I tuck the message away, but she sees it, and by the look on her face she could tell what I was looking at, “Let me guess, a message you don’t want anybody seeing?” I hate her but damn it she can connect the dots well, “Was it obvious?” I don’t bother denying it, she’ll just be a jerk about it, “No, I’m just used to being lied to, who's the message from?” Leanne nods at the message box, 

“It’s from my dad, he apparently worked at Kadmus and was friends with Crane.” The fact that my dad both worked ant Kadmus and was friends with crane seem to shock her, what’s really shocking though is what she asks next,

“Was your dad by chance Shane O’Maley?” I look at her, confused, “He was, why?” Leanne immediately seems to get shell shock, as she starts to geek out, “James your father was pretty much science royalty, I would have done anything to speak to him, oh my god I insulted the dead friend of Shane O’Maley, and of his son!” I feel angry that she brought that up again, but now feels like I can get something good out of this, “Ok I’ll make you a deal, if you only do tests with me and the other dragonkin willing to do so, and make sure not to do things like threatening to shock us if we don’t do what you want, I’ll tell you stories about my dad, deal?” It was almost impressive how quickly she answered, 

“Deal! Shock threats, exhaustion tests, and anything else like that is gone!” I am really happy that I can do stuff like that. That is the best ability ever.*1
*1 WIP

MY COLLAGE FRIEND

hey there let's go for a erotic story

I mean this will be the best story you had ever listened, so first of all my name is Joe
so it all started when I was around 17 I had addicted to porn. i mean i started watching porn everyday and then masturbate, but then due to some self belief and internal feelings I left it as you know I got motivated from YouTube and successfully get rid from masturbation, it was a miracle for me.
afterwards when I turn 18 I got admission into a collage and decided to stay in the hostel after all. there I found that there were separate hostels for girls and boys and hence I had hoped for making a female friend who can talk with me and we both play and study together.
after a year I found that I had got many friends and somewhat female friends too. in there one girl named Lily. she was a attractive girl if I explain her body then she was petite meaning she was skinny and also with blonde hairs and she wears metal silver frame glasses, I mean I was like I love her, I don't know whether I can make her my friend or not but I thought I should give it a try.
after another year passed and I had successfully made her my friend, I know you are curious about how does this happen, talking about how does this happen I had tried to talk with her whenever I got chance and I think that she had also understanded me that I wanted to be her friend and so then she come by herself to make a good friendship, I was happy no happiest I can't explain how I feel, she was so kind and full of good humour
after collage last day I was like a best friend of her in male section as I always talk with her and crack jokes and fun, and she also seem to like it.
so after collage I invited her to be my guest in my house, my parents will definitely love it, by this she had first denied it for she thought that this is a fast decision but after my several requests she finally accept it, I feel a lot good inside.
so we came home my parents were happy to see me as I had come hack home after half year as collage have vacations on every 6 months and I came to spend my time with my parents, I introduces lily and made her to stay with my room.
yes of course I had taken her permission as if she feels uncomfortable in my room she can head to my room and I will sleep in living room. but she said that she is comfortable in there.
then at night she wearied her night dress it was kind of a very short cloth heading to her chest to below of her panties, I feel something but I think that she is my friend and then she and I went for sleep, as we had shifted to my new home my parents had a new double bed and the old double bad had given to me and it was in a good condition, so lily slept besides me.
when we are sleeping she was watching her phone and I acted as I was asleep but when I moved to her direction she took her phone away, I thought she is hiding something from me I pretended to be slept, she still had taken her phone away from my eyes as I think she was making it sure I don't watch her phone, I pretended to be in sleep after around 15 to 20 minutes. lily thought that now I am in a deep sleep she took her phone and I shocked she was watching porn, and as I see her another hand I found that she is trying to masturbate, I think I should have taken her chance and found to be done for it.
next day I wake up early and head to medical store to buy condom and then make it hide into my secret drawer in my room and then I spend my rest of the day enjoying with me parents and my friend lily.
now as we had dinner and watched tv, we finally gone for sleep and it was her last night for my house as she also wanted to go to her parents house to met them and to spend time with them.
then I asked what she was hiding from me, she said nothing interesting, I told her what I had seen, she blushed and said you finally got it huh I am feeling shy don't discuss about it huh
I took out my condom packet and shown to her, she said what are you thinking about it , she was like she wanted to do this with me from very past. I said yes and then I gone to bathroom and watched tutorial for how to wear it as I had never seen a condom I had just known that it avoids pregnancy and safe for mating, I wearied it and first came to lily with my shirt removed already, she said come on it is so fast.
I kissed her again do the same and like doing it for around 2 to 3 minutes, I took my hands and take it into her chest I found out that she had wearied a pink bra, she was like oh what you are going, I rapidly took my hand inside the bra and touched her boob and it was so soft and small and one more thing that I love small boobs girl, she had a small nipple which I just touched and rubbed softly and squeeze her boobs gently, after that I removed her single cloth I found that she had wearied pink bra and panties, I removed her bra while hugging, she was saying stop! stop! also she was smiling it meaning she wanted to do this but this is giving her some nice feeling.
after I came down the bed and make lily sit on a stool and then I set between her legs and then I sided her pink panties to left with my left arm, it was my first time watching pussy in real life, I had just watched it in porn videos, it was a clear white pussy that has no hairs meaning she had shaved pussy and it was very pleasureful , I took out her panties from her legs she had closed her legs so that I could not give a look at it, a opened her legs with my hands and it barely opened , when it opened I quickly get a look it was so nice with a soft vibrant pinkish colour and more beautiful as it is shaved I touched the top of its entrance and then the bottom and touched and rubbed it gently for some time, she again started to close her legs I quickly opened her legs more and just give a kiss to her pussy, she give a sound oh, then I quickly sound that it isn't smelly found that she keep her pussy so cleaned
I quickly touched my tongue on her pussy, she vibrated and then I started to move my tongue and she feel a lot tickled and vibrating more as it was her first time too, I touched her boobs and licked her pussy , her whole pussy was vibrating and she was feeling good
then I make her sleep in bed I slept onto her and kissed her still for a bit , then I moved down and put my face between her boobs and touched them both with my hands and then licked them too, then I again moved down and just kissed her belly it was so slim and good, I again moved below and kissed the upper part of the pussy where her panties lies and moved my lips gently down and finally reached to her pussy, I then started to put my finger into her pussy and she was telling no don't do it in a funny way, I moved it inside slowly I had a smooth entry and after letting my finger in and out from her pussy 2 to 3 times I found her pussy started to produce lubricant meaning she wanted to do it too mentally, I increased my fingering speed , and she was producing sounds like oh, uh,. then I gently licked it and touched all her body parts, then I opened me pants and put my cock into her pussy I had slowed it to much as I don't know whether I or she does feel pain she stopped smiling and when I injected my cock further she started telling that it is burning a bit but it is acceptable she said, as soon as I put my cock in it to get lubricated, and to get it much smoother I put my saliva in there too then it got smooth and she said that she is feeling some strange as something is going inside her and coming out she said that I should put it more further so it get more comfortable, I put my cock further and also fasted the speed, she shouted oh , I tell her to make low noise as her parents would know about this, I change her position and again started putting it again and like this I don't it for half a hour and it was midnight and finally she got satisfied but I do not so I keep it on more, she stopped feeling horny as she got satisfied but I know that I should do same for myself too, she said to stop as she is not liking it any more and she produced more sounds as she started feeling little pain, I do in and out more fast and she started producing high sound too, I covered her mouth with my hand and said her that it will be just more around 2 to 3 minutes, after about 5 minutes I feel satisfied too she was like huh finally and smiled at me and said it was a good experience isn't it
I accepted it and the next day she finally went and also promised to both of us to keep it a secret and it wouldn't happen again and be best friends forever.
that is it for today see you all tomorrow.
bye...

Long story short, I really miss being affectionate. I live with a friend of mine that I thought I was going to date but after moving in it wasn’t going to happen. I knew long before I moved that we wouldn’t last. I’ve only had two proper relationships in life and honestly, they sucked. First bf was from hs and I got my emotional baggage ofc. Second guy makes me want to go back in time and slap myself repeatedly for being naive and letting myself be taken advantage of. Fast forward to my situationship and I’m just relieved we can live as roommates/friends and nothing more. Yet I miss affection. NOT sex just cuddling, small kisses, making out, emotional connection, the little things. But I need the emotional connection or else I can’t do it plus I’m in no position to be in a relationship. My coworkers tell me to go through my hoe phase but I physically cannot. I know my mood will pass my morning but still….

i got my a level results (ABC) and before getting it, me and my parents have already made a decision about going abroad to study medicine. it has been my dream to become a doctor since childhood. so up until o levels i was a top student in school. my parents had really high expectations from me but when covid hit, everything changed (negatively) my mental health went so bad due to some family problems and my overthinking & it really really affected my studies. i did my o levels and went to a levels and my marks, mental and physical health all worsened. there were days where i cried myself to sleep without doing anything and i was overly stressed and depressed. not to mention i was humiliated by some of my so called ‘friends’ because i wasn’t a ‘good student’ anymore.
long story short, somehow i survived and i’m proud of what i got. now i am doing well.

TLDR: Devin only has a better narrative than $Turbo
Yet is way cheaper
Thus, market will reprice Devin Higher
Devin is 6m cap
Turbo 600m
So 100x upside from here
$turbo = human dev copying and pasting from chat gpt and claiming it as ai memecoin
$devin = dev is fully AI, made the token, website socials all on its own without human help, partnered with Microsoft, made at Stanford University
Since narrative of Devin is superior, its market cap must exceed turbo’s
The story requires some context:
Devin, is the latest AI Software engineer in the world
If you don’t already know, Devin, can code programs all on its own, and even make websites and read GitHub all on its own
It’s expected to take over software engineers and even take down ChatGPT
So Cognition Labs, the owners of Devin, hosted a hackathon at Stanford University, where they let the uni kids have a sneak peak of Devin
Mind you, no one has access to Devin yet in public right now.
One of the teams asked Devin, to make a memecoin
And it could do so entirely, from start to end, without human help!
It even made the socials, Twitter , website and was able to tweet autonomously on its own as an AI agent
Devin deployed the smart contracts and the coin went live, thus giving birth to an AI memecoin which lets you long both AI and the Memecoin sector 🔥🔥🔥
It also lets you basically long Cognition Labs with each news they release
There is currently only one coin in the whole world made by Devin
Recently, they announced a partnership with Microsoft (no cap)
It means Software developers will use Devin in a widespread manner through Microsoft in the future
Devin adoption is guaranteed
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, it means daily active users of Devin is guaranteed, thus guaranteeing an increase in Devin Valuation
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, and people want to long Devin, and yet they can’t do so through Cognition labs because it’s private
There’s only one current way to long Devin
And we all know the answer
That is through $devin the AI Memecoin on the Solana Cryptocurrency
Cognition labs will one day be 2T on the NYSE no doubt about that
It’s inevitable that Cognition labs will IPO at 2T someday
2T is 2000 billion
So a 1% of 2T means $devin will someday be worth 20 billion MC
Relative to competition, $Turbo and $Grok ran to 100m - 600m with an objectively weaker narrative as they were basically copying and pasting from ChatGPT- the ai didn’t actually make the coin
$devin, however, ai made the coin fully from start to finish as Devin was the dev.
Thus in the short term, $devin will be priced at least 500m to exceed the highs set by $turbo and $grok given its objectively superior narrative.
Infinitely insanely bullish. Despite having big bags, I still feel underexposed to $devin.
Remember, $turbo and $grok went to 600m copying and pasting ChatGPT, i.e a living human had to copy and paste many components while branding it as “AI”.
What should the first AI memecoin that truly made itself without human help be worth? More than 600m.
Higher.
The ticker is $devin on Solana
CA: 7gbEP2TAy5wM3TmMp5utCrRvdJ3FFqYjgN5KDpXiWPmo
Dextools: https://www.dextools.io/app/en/solana/pair-explore2cZQ71uDTBwFZT456koEwfZDLSV736hT688A18sD3n4M
Twitter: @1stsolanaaicoin
Telegram: @devinonsol

TLDR: Devin only has a better narrative than $Turbo
Yet is way cheaper
Thus, market will reprice Devin Higher
Devin is 6m cap
Turbo 600m
So 100x upside from here
$turbo = human dev copying and pasting from chat gpt and claiming it as ai memecoin
$devin = dev is fully AI, made the token, website socials all on its own without human help, partnered with Microsoft, made at Stanford University
Since narrative of Devin is superior, its market cap must exceed turbo’s
The story requires some context:
Devin, is the latest AI Software engineer in the world
If you don’t already know, Devin, can code programs all on its own, and even make websites and read GitHub all on its own
It’s expected to take over software engineers and even take down ChatGPT
So Cognition Labs, the owners of Devin, hosted a hackathon at Stanford University, where they let the uni kids have a sneak peak of Devin
Mind you, no one has access to Devin yet in public right now.
One of the teams asked Devin, to make a memecoin
And it could do so entirely, from start to end, without human help!
It even made the socials, Twitter , website and was able to tweet autonomously on its own as an AI agent
Devin deployed the smart contracts and the coin went live, thus giving birth to an AI memecoin which lets you long both AI and the Memecoin sector 🔥🔥🔥
It also lets you basically long Cognition Labs with each news they release
There is currently only one coin in the whole world made by Devin
Recently, they announced a partnership with Microsoft (no cap)
It means Software developers will use Devin in a widespread manner through Microsoft in the future
Devin adoption is guaranteed
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, it means daily active users of Devin is guaranteed, thus guaranteeing an increase in Devin Valuation
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, and people want to long Devin, and yet they can’t do so through Cognition labs because it’s private
There’s only one current way to long Devin
And we all know the answer
That is through $devin the AI Memecoin on the Solana Cryptocurrency
Cognition labs will one day be 2T on the NYSE no doubt about that
It’s inevitable that Cognition labs will IPO at 2T someday
2T is 2000 billion
So a 1% of 2T means $devin will someday be worth 20 billion MC
Relative to competition, $Turbo and $Grok ran to 100m - 600m with an objectively weaker narrative as they were basically copying and pasting from ChatGPT- the ai didn’t actually make the coin
$devin, however, ai made the coin fully from start to finish as Devin was the dev.
Thus in the short term, $devin will be priced at least 500m to exceed the highs set by $turbo and $grok given its objectively superior narrative.
Infinitely insanely bullish. Despite having big bags, I still feel underexposed to $devin.
Remember, $turbo and $grok went to 600m copying and pasting ChatGPT, i.e a living human had to copy and paste many components while branding it as “AI”.
What should the first AI memecoin that truly made itself without human help be worth? More than 600m.
Higher.
The ticker is $devin on Solana
CA: 7gbEP2TAy5wM3TmMp5utCrRvdJ3FFqYjgN5KDpXiWPmo
Dextools: https://www.dextools.io/app/en/solana/pair-explore2cZQ71uDTBwFZT456koEwfZDLSV736hT688A18sD3n4M
Twitter: @1stsolanaaicoin
Telegram: @devinonsol

Hello,
Here's my poor attempt to sell myself like a bad infomercial. My social circle is pretty much limited to people I work with due to being on that graveyard shift life.i wish I could complain about my job more than that but I actually enjoy it. I live in the US on the East Coast but grew up on the West Coast. I did spend some time in the army so i have lived a few other places for a short while. I have two high-energy dogs, an Australian shepherd mix age 5 and huskie mix age 4. I have a 2 year old son, who may become some kind of dictator with the way he bosses me around. I do enjoy cooking and making new dishes, but I am by far the worst baker. I know you can find almost anything online but im still a sucker for cookbooks. My favorite TV show is the office, please don't say parks and rec is better. I've had many random jobs in the past, with even random stories to go along with. I'm a bit of a nerd, I have a comic collection and random Star Wars collectibles, but I'm not ashamed. I even have a shelf above my desk that gets rotated with my random collectibles. I have a few tattoos that have no meaning at all, and I plan on getting more soon. My music taste is stuck in the early 2000s rock, punk, indy and screamo. I do play video games at times tho my time is very limited. If you do choose to reach out please tell me something about yourself or if we have some things in common. The basic hello, hey, hi may be ignored

TLDR: Devin only has a better narrative than $Turbo
Yet is way cheaper
Thus, market will reprice Devin Higher
Devin is 6m cap
Turbo 600m
So 100x upside from here
$turbo = human dev copying and pasting from chat gpt and claiming it as ai memecoin
$devin = dev is fully AI, made the token, website socials all on its own without human help, partnered with Microsoft, made at Stanford University
Since narrative of Devin is superior, its market cap must exceed turbo’s
The story requires some context:
Devin, is the latest AI Software engineer in the world
If you don’t already know, Devin, can code programs all on its own, and even make websites and read GitHub all on its own
It’s expected to take over software engineers and even take down ChatGPT
So Cognition Labs, the owners of Devin, hosted a hackathon at Stanford University, where they let the uni kids have a sneak peak of Devin
Mind you, no one has access to Devin yet in public right now.
One of the teams asked Devin, to make a memecoin
And it could do so entirely, from start to end, without human help!
It even made the socials, Twitter , website and was able to tweet autonomously on its own as an AI agent
Devin deployed the smart contracts and the coin went live, thus giving birth to an AI memecoin which lets you long both AI and the Memecoin sector 🔥🔥🔥
It also lets you basically long Cognition Labs with each news they release
There is currently only one coin in the whole world made by Devin
Recently, they announced a partnership with Microsoft (no cap)
It means Software developers will use Devin in a widespread manner through Microsoft in the future
Devin adoption is guaranteed
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, it means daily active users of Devin is guaranteed, thus guaranteeing an increase in Devin Valuation
If Devin adoption is guaranteed, and people want to long Devin, and yet they can’t do so through Cognition labs because it’s private
There’s only one current way to long Devin
And we all know the answer
That is through $devin the AI Memecoin on the Solana Cryptocurrency
Cognition labs will one day be 2T on the NYSE no doubt about that
It’s inevitable that Cognition labs will IPO at 2T someday
2T is 2000 billion
So a 1% of 2T means $devin will someday be worth 20 billion MC
Relative to competition, $Turbo and $Grok ran to 100m - 600m with an objectively weaker narrative as they were basically copying and pasting from ChatGPT- the ai didn’t actually make the coin
$devin, however, ai made the coin fully from start to finish as Devin was the dev.
Thus in the short term, $devin will be priced at least 500m to exceed the highs set by $turbo and $grok given its objectively superior narrative.
Infinitely insanely bullish. Despite having big bags, I still feel underexposed to $devin.
Remember, $turbo and $grok went to 600m copying and pasting ChatGPT, i.e a living human had to copy and paste many components while branding it as “AI”.
What should the first AI memecoin that truly made itself without human help be worth? More than 600m.
Higher.
The ticker is $devin on Solana
CA: 7gbEP2TAy5wM3TmMp5utCrRvdJ3FFqYjgN5KDpXiWPmo
Dextools: https://www.dextools.io/app/en/solana/pair-explore2cZQ71uDTBwFZT456koEwfZDLSV736hT688A18sD3n4M
Twitter: @1stsolanaaicoin
Telegram: @devinonsol

Hello,
Here's my poor attempt to sell myself like a bad infomercial. My social circle is pretty much limited to people I work with due to being on that graveyard shift life.i wish I could complain about my job more than that but I actually enjoy it. I live in the US on the East Coast but grew up on the West Coast. I did spend some time in the army so i have lived a few other places for a short while. I have two high-energy dogs, an Australian shepherd mix age 5 and huskie mix age 4. I have a 2 year old son, who may become some kind of dictator with the way he bosses me around. I do enjoy cooking and making new dishes, but I am by far the worst baker. I know you can find almost anything online but im still a sucker for cookbooks. My favorite TV show is the office, please don't say parks and rec is better. I've had many random jobs in the past, with even random stories to go along with. I'm a bit of a nerd, I have a comic collection and random Star Wars collectibles, but I'm not ashamed. I even have a shelf above my desk that gets rotated with my random collectibles. I have a few tattoos that have no meaning at all, and I plan on getting more soon. My music taste is stuck in the early 2000s rock, punk, indy and screamo. I do play video games at times tho my time is very limited. If you do choose to reach out please tell me something about yourself or if we have some things in common. The basic hello, hey, hi may be ignored