Tw for like, scary stuff. Stuff that litterally keeps me up at night.
Sorry if this is the wrong place to post this.
It feels like I'm hallucinating. I know she's not real, i don't see her i don't hear her but she talks to me. She says she's a demon sent by someone in hell to protect me, and i know her main form is a ram skull and a cloak covering whatever body she has. Her presense is comforting but slightly disconcirting as she lives under my bed mostly but also her voice in my brain. Her second most used form is a leaf, so that she's less scary to me when i feel shitty or tired but her voice can sometimes be scary. i know she's not real, but she's there, even if it is just my imagination. she's been here for at least two weeks and only started talking to me a few days ago. She has a really deep raspy voice, if you heard it you would probably think she was a guy but she doesn't really understand human gender and likes the sound of she and her. I can't tell what her name is it starts with Jo so thats what i call her. She gives me advice, and comforts me when I'm scared, although i can't tell if it helps me out makes me more scared. If i have a random thought she'll comment on it. She doesn't talk to me that much when I'm not thinking about her. I like her but i don't understand her. Maybe it's her main form and voice that makes me scared. I don't know. But she's nice. It's just unsettling. It's not a skitzophrenia thing, because there's no visual or auditory hallucinations, just messages she send me through my mind. I don't want to offend her because she's been so nice and she's a lot taller than me (i think). She knows I'm writing this and she understands my fear. I gotta stop writing this now and go distract myself. I just need advice.
For context in almost 14 and i do have anxiety and probably undiagnosed deppresion. I am also trans and since i came out to my family recently it made me really anxious and i haven't fully winded down from that. But maybe the deppresion and dysphoria is just messing with my head and it brought Jo up from hell (my mind) to comfort me which is only half working. I also moved schools recently, so basically im saying ive been under extreme stress recently

Christopher Alvarez:

Going to do a quick live. If you haven't already, go to my stories and read the article I just dropped about the Drake and Kendrick Lamar beef.
It's been a wild ride, a wild weekend, and today is Monday. Like we say in Spanish: [I don't speak Spanish.]
Today has been a day where I have been forced to reflect on many of the things that happened to what started on social media and it wasn't a very exciting weekend for my family because they were concerned for my mental health and well-being.
The article that dropped kind of explains that Drake and Kendrick and all of the other celebrities that I have had the courage to connect with, they are great moments that I've lived in my life and that was a time when we were -- I was a kid, you know, just being a fan, living life, meeting my idols.
But nothing happened that night. All these accusations that Drake raped me, that Drake paid off some big money to make me stay quiet or like the Post article. Like, on that I have nothing to hide. I'm an open book. That's what I've told everybody my whole life.
I kind of write down the struggle of being a disabled person and I would never put anyone in harm's way. I understand that these comments on social media have hurt a lot of people because they have messaged me and I'm sorry to them.
I'm sorry to the Mark Hotel for the bad publicity that they have, that they've obtained.
I'm sorry to the security guard at the Mark Hotel for getting fired.
None of this is fabricated. I don't have any intention go bash anyone. It's unfortunate that this is the reason that I have to go live, this is the reason that I have to connect with my fans because I have to apologize for something that I have no idea how I got involved in.
So, I wish everybody could just put this aside. Look forward. Because that's what life is about, you know? Life throws you a lot of curveballs but it's how you get around it and it's how you make the best of every situation and I hope this predicament is an example of how obstacles are never too big for me to overcome and this is just one of them.
Thank to anybody who's texted me kind words. Thank you to the Brooklyn Eagle for giving me the space, the opportunity, to share my side of the story. If you haven't already, go and read it. And I'm gonna go answer Some questions in a little bit so go ahead and type whatever you want to know.
Okay, so, no, I was not on drugs. I'm not --
3 AM, yes, 3 AM. So what? It's New York City, baby. We party. It's the city that never sleeps.
No, Drake did not pay me. I'm okay. Nothing happened between Drake and I, nothing bad happened. We were just hitting it off, like a fan, as someone who likes music, and he’s got some great, great music coming out so stay tuned.
What else?
I guess that's pretty much it but I wanna say I know there have been some news outlets clearly like [???] who have tried to turn this debacle into something that it’s not. I don't think that's the right way to go about it. We should all reach out to the source before posting something. That's what I learned at Columbia journalism school. [Study to be right, to be best?]
What else do you want me to say?
It's been real. It's been real, guys. Thank you for the support. Thank you for everything. Keep reading. I'm gonna keep posting stuff as a journalist because that's what I do. I make people pay for doing bad things. So, those who are private entities or public officials, I make them pay. I make them own their word.
What other articles? I'm working on an article about [Miami pools?] shutting down so I think that’s my next article. I should have something coming out Friday night so stay tuned to that page, as well. If you don't follow me: journalvarez, that’s my professional page. Just like my Twitter handle which I think you guys, most of you guys, have figured out and started following so whether it's for the good reasons, or the right reasons, stay tuned.
I don't really keep up with what's being dropped by those Twitter users. I don't really know what else has been leaked so I can't comment on the audio of the puppy or the dog, whatever people are texting about.This is something that was brought to my attention by a friend. I don't follow beef. I don't really care about the beef from anyone because I live life happy, every day. Life is too short to hate. [So, gotta do that justice?]
I wish Kendrick and Drake all the best going forward. Hopefully they can hash things out. And keep reading the article. Thank you for this [?], I'm out.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
[Moonshine?]

Woman:

Do you want to answer questions, or no?

Chris:

I’m out. [??] Everything goes so fast.

Woman:

I know. They're asking if you got paid. They're asking who came in the room, I don't know what that - I don't know where they got a room from. “Did you see the altercation with the security?” What puppy? That’s our dog. Okay.

Chris:

That's my dog.

Woman:

Let’s see… “Don't lie,” okay. “Was Drake kind to you?”

Chris:

Drake is always kind to me. He’s [??] guy and I can't say anything wrong about him or any other celebrities that I’ve come in contact with.

Woman:

“Did he slap you?” Answer’s no. “Were you paid?” No.

Chris:

I was not paid. I was not slapped. I was not abused. Nothing happened that night except just two guys enjoying some music.

Woman:

They want to know why you said to the person to DM you

Chris:

Yes. I will address that. That person said that there was a New York officer who paid Ebony Prince to make all this nonsense up. I just wanted to talk to her about what else she knew but apparently something is going on with her page so I never DMed her cause the page, the DMs weren't showing up

Woman:

Okay. “Why were you with him at 3 AM?”

Chris:

3 AM, I mean… it’s the morning. I know it's late, but New York is the city that never sleeps and people party hearty here in New York

Woman:

“Is Drake innocent of these accusations?”

Chris:

Drake is innocent and should not be slandered.

Woman:

“Why were you liking comments earlier?” Do you want me to answer that? You got it?

Chris:

I like… Everything I do on social media has a second intention and I like comments to create suspense, whether it's pertaining to, who knows what the comment is talking about.

Woman:

Yeah, they're asking about the comments. Okay. “The fact that the nurse answers those two means she's lying.” I don't know what nurse you're talking about. Okay. “Hospital after that date, everything okay?” Did you go to the hospital?

Chris:

I don't think so.

Woman:

I have no idea.

Chris:

I went to the [?] hotel in Brooklyn the night after.

Woman:

Yeah, okay.

Chris:

I like the ice. I like the cold.

Woman:

“He got a little girl as a present from…” I have no idea what that means.

Chris:

Wait, what?

Woman:

They said that you got a little girl as a present, which is fucking weird

Chris:

Stop, stop doing that.

Woman:

Stop what? Cursing?

Chris:

Don't curse.

Woman:

Okay, no cursing.

Chris:

I'm a [?] guy, I don't curse.

Woman:

He said “What's the benefit to answering crazy allegations like this?”

Chris:

There's no benefit, you know. I'm not a guy who likes to feed people what they like to hear but this was a specific scenario where my family and my friends would be harmed and I needed to come out.

Woman:

Okay, wait…

Chris:

What else, what else?

Woman:

“Someone talking in Spanish to him in the background…”

Chris:

I'm Spanish. I'm from Colombia. Colombia [???]

Woman:

Okay. Sorry. I think that's it.

Chris:

Wait, go back, go back.

Woman:

Oh, go back?

Chris:

To “the article do--”

Woman:

Oh, “the article doesn't seem consistent,” I guess

Chris:

What part of the article is not consistent? Let me know. Type your thoughts.

Woman:

Yeah, be more specific about this so-called inconsistency. “What's on the lobby video?”

Chris:

I have not seen the video. I have seen a screenshot of my face that's clearly me at 3:19 AM leaving the hotel after Drake and I had a good time listening to beats.

Woman:

“Chris, did you ever see Drake around any minors that night?”

Chris:

That night, I never saw him with any minors.

[Video freezes]

you let me know, okay? Because we’re [??] to tell them to get away from me because I like to be independent.

Woman:

Okay, good.

Chris:

What else?

Woman:

“What is she reading?” I'm reading the questions, guys.

Chris:

That’s my assistant. She'll be reading questions because y’all type too fast.

Woman:

Yeah.

[Video freezes]
Woman:

Okay.

[Video freezes]
Woman:

These are just comments.

Chris:

I don't know about the second guard. I know about one guard. [??]

[Video freezes]

I usually [?????]

Woman:

It says “You said it was just you two but we see multiple people in the picture?” Or in the video, I guess.

Chris:

I have only seen one picture and it’s me and this [blurred out?] guy in a red hoodie and I have no idea who that is.

Woman:

Okay. It’s too many questions. “Do you know who this Ebony person is?”

Chris:

I would like to find out who he is and trust me that the journalism guy in me will get to the bottom of it.

Woman:

Okay, they keep asking why the guard was fired.

Chris:

The guard was fired for letting me into the hotel. I had gotten to the hotel an hour before Drake arrived.

Woman:

They're also asking if you had to sign an NDA.

Chris:

I don't sign NDAs. Nobody controls me. I am my own man and I know when I have to speak up.

Woman:

Someone said “Where can I read the article?”

Chris:

Go to brooklyneagle.com. Go ahead, I'm on the front page.
“You’re making up your own questions to check.”

Woman:

I saw that, but I'm not. “Did you meet Drake’s dogs?”

Chris:

No. I did not meet Drake’s dog. I don't like dogs. I have a dog because it’s my sister’s but I don't mess with dogs.
[J???] get out of here.

Woman:

Oh, [J???]’s here.

Chris:

[J???], get out. You don't want to be here.

Woman:

Yeah, they're saying your ventilator sounds just like the beginning of 6:16. I will say I listened to that and it sounds nothing like the ventilator. I don't know where people are getting that from.

Chris:

The ventilator is the reason why I can't hear. It’a too loud.

Woman:

[J??] says “Hola.” Hi, [J??]
“Why were there police there?”

Chris:

Police are always there to protect the celebrity.

Woman:

“Why were you following underage kids,” you already answered that.

Chris:

Okay. I guess we’re done, guys. Thank you for keeping up. Thank you for following. Thank you for supporting, those of you who have [?]. Keep reading the article. Brooklyn Eagle, if you haven't already. I will be on my social media more, obviously, because you guys are commenting. So, I will be on the lookout for anything in the comments that needs to be answered. Thank you. Have a good night. I’m out.

My body's shaking without cour 3 news. I don't know how much longer I'll last. I'm prayin' to the SK but bluds just leaving me on read.
So I hit up Yhwach, motherfucker is just like his father. Dude stared me straight in the face saying nothing when I KNOW that HE KNOWS THE FUTURE. Prick.
So I take a dive down to Muken and visit Aizen, who said some bullshit about how he's still animating the show and everything is according to plan. I think he's just taking credit for random accidental shit again to boost his own ego.
So I go up to Ichibe, who was so rude when I asked him about the upcoming season he just slapped me back down to Seireitei with this weird sadistic grin on his face. I chose to visit Mayuri next.
Actually I didn't visit Mayuri. I was too scared to ask him anything and when I arrived at RnD there was a corridor full of what were totally Saw Traps. So I had to pass and go to the Head Captain.
Kyoraku says to me that he doesn't know jack shit about the upcoming season, he's just as keen as me, that's as far as we got before we passed out from sake consumption and Ukitake tucked us into bed.
So in the morning I give up on SS and head round to Hueco Mundo. Grimmjow immediately takes off my arm in a jealous insecure fit of rage, Harribel stoically says that Aizen is still animating it. I didn't think she'd still be so into the Aizen cult tbh but you do you Tier I guess.
I know I shouldn't have expected anything from hollows so I end up heading round to the World of the Living. Chad totally looks like he knows something but I don't wanna bother the big guy. Orihime definitely knows nothing about the show at all. Ichigo and Uryu theorise that it'll be around July/August because of how anime seasons work.
So I pull out the big guns, I go visit Tite Kubo right? The Head Honcho, the Queen Bee.
He lives in a giant mansion off the coast of Japan, the size of Las Noches. I thought it was a bit ostentatious but kinda cool. it takes me a couple days to walk through to his throne room, which is full of mad scrawls about how zanpakuto are made up of both sheaths and swords and how blacking out Zangetsu's name was totally Ichibe even though it looked nothing at all like brush ink whatsoever.
I ask Kubo if he has any news on the upcoming cour. He looks at me with an amused gaze. He's wearing his typical sunglasses and is wearing a large shihakusho that muffles his form.

"You thought I'd give you the information so easily?"

I respond politely and earnestly that I just want to know a release date, I don't need a fancy trailer or anything like that, just a little info to tide me over.
Kubo regally descends the dais from his throne, looking me dead in the eye.

"I'll give you information"

He pulls out his phone. He brings up his fan club "Klub Outside"
He scrolls down to the Q and A, there are hundreds of questions there but instead he chooses to write his own new question and pretend it came from a fan.
He types in the question

"How did Tessai and Urahara and Yoruichi meet back in the day? What games did they play on their estate?"

He's smirking now. He knows that the question is totally irrelevant to any information I want. There's a glint in his eyes that shows just how much he enjoys the tease. The suffering of his audience.
He reveals a manuscript from within his shihakusho. Its title reads "BLEACH LORE SECRETS" It looks massive, it could easily be 1000 pages.
He opens the book and flips through. I see flashes of pages like "UKITAKE BANKAI" and "KENPACHI DEMON ORIGIN" and "OG GOTEI ZANPAKUTO ENCYCLOPAEDIA". He's leaning the book towards me so he knows I can read the titles, but is flipping too fast for me to read any of the information. He suddenly stops on a page and furtively brings the manuscript back to his chest.
He looks back to his phone and begins typing in the answer.

"It's a secret, I might choose to reveal it sometime in the future"

I'm in shock. I didn't expect Kubo to be so cruel, we all know he's never going to reveal it.
But he had one more trick to play.
He takes the manuscript, and walks over to a large table upon which luxurious paper shredder sits. He splits it up into shredable pieces and whilst making eye contact with me, shreds all of "BLEACH LORE SECRETS" right then and there.
"No one will believe you" he said, gesturing for his servants to take me away while a maniacal laugh echoes through the marble halls.
So uhhh, is it gonna be August/September like I think?

I had my hair transplant yesterday and wanted to share with you guys how it went since I saw very few detailed refuse I had my hair transplant yesterday and wanted to share with you guys how it went since I saw very few detailed reviews in the past. I contacted them initially through WhatsApp after I saw an ad on Instagram. The consultation process was fairly simple. They asked me to take a few pictures and they were able to give me out of estimate of the work that needs to be done. They also gave me the cost estimate and I opted to take the package that included the hotel reservation so I don’t have to worry about that. They asked me to send my flight booking for a confirmation but they did not ask for any down payment. I arrived to Cancun Sunday and they were very organized. They sent me a text message prior to my landing with the car picture and where the pick up location is supposed to be. I got to the hotel which wasn’t bad and had some restaurants urants downstairs. They texted me and asked me to relax for the day and that I will be picked up on Monday 7:30 AM. I went to the clinic on Monday morning. They performed an in-person consultation when we discussed the options and I opted to take the PRP and mesthotherapy based on the experience of few friends who did transplant in the past. Dr.Enes (who is Turkish like the entire staff) shaved my head and started drawing the hairline. I made a few minor adjustments to make it more even and once we agreed on the finalized drawing, we proceeded with the procedure. I would not lie, the anesthesia was so painful. The good news is it lasts for a few seconds only and its managable. The doctor himself did the harvesting, then I got a small break to go to the bathroom and they brought me back to numb the front which was even more painful than the back but again lasts for few minutes. When the implants started, they hooked me up and IV with painkillers and antibiotics. It was so comfortable that I think I slept for a few minutes during that part of the procedure. The whole process was done by the doctor himself. They provided lunch, but it’s cold, soggy, and tasteless so cur The whole process was done by the doctor himself. They provided lunch, but it’s cold, soggy, and tasteless so I would recommend getting your own lunch. I thought the process was easy and everything was done by the doctor and the final result looked great. I met another guy who flew from Texas and had similar experience. They will give medication bad with antibiotics, painkillers and some minor steroids. I would recommend them and I think its a bargain compared to what they charge us in the US.

I F24 messed up everything. I’ve been with my partner M35 for almost 3 years. I know the age difference is big, but in his defence I lied about my age on the dating app so that I could meet older men. He knew from the first date and decided to still give it a try. Anyways, we’ve always been perfect. Never a single argument, we always resolve everything. He’s bought a new flat and is waiting for the keys, which should’ve happened weeks ago but solicitors are awful. For the last 2-3 months we’ve been living at my mums house as he had to move out quickly of his old flat due to a crazy roommate and my mum was more than happy to have him here. This is where the issues started. My mum is very dependant on me emotionally, more than what is healthy, so is my younger sister. I’ve been struggling to be a daughter and a girlfriend. I’ve been feeling suffocated etc, whatever.
Anyways, thoughts started running through my mind about the relationship and doubts, I’ve never moved in with a man before, what if it all becomes a shit show? We usually have sex everyday but that’s been difficult at my mums. We always reconnect with each other through sex and without it, we’ve been tense. So to the cheating- he went on a business trip for 2 weeks. I meet up with friends on a weekly basis for an activity. I’d like to say my partner and I are very flirty with everyone, it’s just how we are together and separately. My friends know this and we always have a little flirt. It’s 2 girls and 1 guy. When we travel for dinner after our activity, the two girls go together as they’re closer and I go with the guy, someone I’ve known since I was 5. We were always flirty as kids and teens but were never close or anything. Anyways, in the car he kisses me and after a while I kiss back. I really enjoyed it, we were flirty all night. I knew it was wrong but it felt so good to have something new and exciting. I didn’t want him, I knew he wouldn’t be as good as my partner or anywhere near as fun, but for some reason I loved it. For the rest of the week I was excited about it. I don’t know why, I’m young and dumb and then it hit me how bad it all was. It wasn’t just a kiss, it was quite passionate, there was grabbing and touching and afterwards flirty messages that I’ve had to delete out of disgust and guilt.
The guilt is eating me alive. I know I need to tell him but I don’t know how. It’s his birthday in 2 days, we have a huge party on the weekend. Regardless of that, how do I tell him while he’s still living at my mums? What if he wants to go somewhere else, where will he go? I don’t know how he’ll react. He loves me so much. I love him so much, but clearly I lack respect. I can’t even use the drunk excuse as I was sober when I was texting the days after. Do I wait until he gets the new flat so he can make the decision to leave and have his own space? He’s my best friend, my confidant, my comedian, my sexy man, my home, and i fucked it all for what? A passionate kiss to make me forget my living situation?
This is no excuse, but it has been hard at home. My mum goes through a lot, I am basically a second parent to my sister who is now experimenting with drugs, things aren’t easy and I always went to my boyfriends as an escape at times. I think I went crazy without that escape and made a stupid mistake. The worst part is that I enjoyed the thrill when it happened. I’m so angry at myself. I still get butterflies for my boyfriend, I’ve been thrilled enough. Now I can’t believe I’ve done something to hurt him. I feel it’s best to not tell him and move on but at the same time it’s eating me alive and he needs to know so he can decide what to do. He’s said in the past he’d forgive me for cheating (it was a weird topic we were on) but I can’t hold him to that. I have to tell him, but when? How? If he does forgive me, how do I forgive myself? I can’t imagine him looking at me differently. I’ve been acting weird for weeks because I feel I don’t deserve him, and I don’t. He makes these grand gestures of his love, he genuinely loves me so so much and I’m about to ruin it all.. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I’m descending into madness, all deserved, but I want it to stop. Please help me
TLDR- I doubted my relationship with my partner of almost 3 years and kissed an old friend, it’s eating me alive. Don’t know how to tell my bf as we are both currently living in my mother’s house until he gets his flat keys.

I suspect my sister is narcissistic with enabling parents. I was considering going no-contact with my family minus a brother I’m close to 3 years ago and was almost out until my father died in a freak accident and I got roped back in. My sister has spent the last 30 years making my life a living hell and my parents never stuck up for me or protected me from her. My mother, now alone, is terrified of her. We had a shitty childhood and all have different survival tactics, but after going to therapy for four years now, I’ve gotten away from those and surround myself with happy, healthy, amazing, supportive people. In regard to family, I keep my distance when I can (living 3.5 hours away helps), but often am the one everyone turns to when shit goes sideways to fix everything, calm people down, figure out what to do next. I’m tired of it, especially now realizing no one does the same for me.
I recently got married and had a 40 person head count, with 38 yeses. After a bunch of random crap, 13 of my 20 invitees flaked 3 days to 2 hours before the party, all of which were very, very close family members including a brother and two of my BILs. Had I known this, with ample timing, I would have invited more friends who WOULD have shown, but due to family taking up so much of the headcount, I couldn’t extend invites to them all. I vented to my mother who said at least I have my sister coming, who I said was only invited since the others were and she has never been nice to me or my husband - which my mother agreed with and said was a self-centered survival thing. I said she should learn a little kindness which would get her far. She despises my husband, who is genuinely as nice as can be, even to a fault. Doesn’t have a bad bone in his body, god bless him. But he supports me and loves me and we do well off each other and thrive, which she doesn’t like. Other siblings have commented on the fact she treats him so poorly when he is nothing but so kind to her.
Come party, 2 hours in and she’s nowhere to be seen. We’re waiting around to cut cakes since her household consisted of 5 people and we didn’t want to have people randomly walk in on it and ruin the photographs, miss the momentous moment, etc. My brother gets in touch with her and relays the message that I’m a monster, I’m childish and horrible and never welcome her to anything and I’m irrelevant and no one likes me which is why everyone bailed on me and I should be embarrassed. The only person I said those things to was my mother (who couldn’t come to party due to health reasons). I spent a majority of my wedding party crying on a fire escape because I was so upset by her words, so upset that everyone bailed, and so upset I didn’t follow my gut inviting other friends who would have come over obligatory family invites. I blocked my sister and her friend who joined in on her meanness. She has taken to emailing and texting me under spoof emails and phone numbers. Calling me irrelevant, embarrassing, disgusting, ugly, childish, greedy, no one showed up because they don’t like me, never been liked, etc.
My mother has spoken to her, but hasn’t reached out to me since the party when I said I was hurt at what she shared in confidence and need to think about what I want from this family anymore. My mother swears she went through her phone and saw the messages, but other parts of her (mothers) story don’t align. My mother historically has victim mindset over everything and could do no wrong.
I’m hurt, I’m upset. My husband has been amazing, but he doesn’t have any family that we could lean on ever. I’m torn between going fully no contact between my siblings who enable my sister, my mother who is emotionally abusive and enables her and doesn’t protect the rest of us, and calling it a day. Or going no contact with siblings, low contact with my mother, and never returning until they get their shit together and go to therapy. I just don’t know what is best anymore since I know my mom will never stand up to her. Family is all I’ve ever really had outside a close knit group of 3 friends, so it’s hard to go from everything to nothing in the blink of an eye.
Ever since my dad died and my sister took over, I have felt like I don’t have a spot in the family anymore. My sisters best friend of 15 years has always wanted to be apart of our big family since she had a dysfunctional one herself, and joins us on family vacations, Christmas, every waking moment. She is just as bad as my sister, and my sister is her only friend so she bows down to her. Since dad died, it’s like my sister and her friend don’t want me in the family and want to give the bff my daughter spot and to ostracize me. All of this is making me spiral and spiral and spiral. I haven’t been this bad mentally in a really, REALLY long time and it’s triggering me a lot.
I feel like as a woman, I’m held to a different caliber than the others. My brothers could do whatever they damn well please, and they do, and everyone turns a blind eye. With my sister being the oldest, she gets the same treatment. I am overwhelmed with what this family puts me through. My husband doesn’t have any family anymore for us to lean on, spend holidays with, etc. How do you move on? How do you find peace? How do you be okay with the fact nothing will ever change in this dynamic so it’s all or nothing?
FWIW - have an amazing therapist, amazing support group. Am ok, just sad and upset.

I travelled to Morocco twice and I noticed a kind of a pattern: needlessly exaggerated security measures in the country.
It begins at the passport control where, among other things I get asked about my job (never been asked this before).
The second thing I noticed are the police checkpoint within Morocco. There were 2 of them just on the way from the Airport to the city. O have never seen such thing within the same county. If it was near the border with Algeria, for example, I would get it.
But the icing on the cake was the border patrol at the Melilla crossing: 3 times I got my passport checked (why is one time not enough?). But the most hilarious was how the border guy checked my bag: I had an opened bag of chips that he looked inside in, I had a book in there... He stared at the cover for like 10 seconds and then flickered every page. What was he expecting to even find? On the Spanish side, I got my passport checked once once.
I've been to countries with ongoing armed conflicts and insurgencies and never had such a thorough and random security check. As far as I know, Morocco doesn't have any ongoing active conflict (the Sahara issue seems to be a dormant thing). So what is going on exactly?

I (24F) had a kid with (32M) , I got pregnant within my first month of being with this guy and I had only known him for two months prior , I know not the smartest but basically while I was 7 months pregnant he was sober for almost 4 years at this point and from one day to another decided he wanted to relapse. It was hell for almost a year , received bunch of nasty text from this guy , bring chaos to my home , cheating on me , not coming home , calling me every name in the book during EVERY interaction . So fast forward to a whole year later and we are separated for a couple months now which I’m very happy and it was very much my decision and he has the baby every other weekend for only 1 night and doesn’t wanna give me money so annoying . But the question of why I would be the asshole is because I’m a stay at home mom while babysitting my nephew and that’s how I am able to make alittle cash , so me and sister made plan to go to Vegas in June 2024 and it will be from Thursday night to Sunday night. He works full time and I booked the flight and all and he’s saying I’m an asshole for planning that trip knowing he will have to figure out daycare situation.

So I’ve liked this guy for about two years now, and two months ago he drunkenly confessed his love for me. Then proceeded to ignore me for two weeks and I thought it was because he was embarrassed that he did it when he was drunk. Things got slightly better cause he started to be nicer to me again but he seemed to be nicer to my Friend than me. The three of us were in a little Friend group so I figured it was just him being nice to her. There kept being little instances that would confuse me but my Friend always dismissed it as him being nice. I would confide in her on every little detail that would happen with him. Every time he texted me or said anything to me I would tell her everything. So last week she broke up with her boyfriend of 2 years, which was a little worrying for me but I didn’t want to think much about it. So last night I was on FaceTime for me and he kept telling me he “had a secret” and when I finally got him to tell me he said that they had started dating last week. Which feels very confusing from both Jim and my Friend cause I texted her everyday about him. And she would comfort me. But I guess I don’t know her as well as I thought I did?

FYI, this is a story COLLECTION. Lots of standalones technically. So, you can basically start to read at any chapter, no pre-read of the other chapters needed technically (other than maybe getting better descriptions of characters than: Adam Vir=human, Krill=antlike alien, Sunny=tall alien, Conn=telepathic alien). The numbers are (mostly) only for organization of posts and continuity.
OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
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Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800 u/BakeGullible9975 u/Didnotseemecomein and u/medium_jock
Future Lore and fact check done by me.
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She got up in the dark, with only the dim ambience of soft blue lighting to accompany her. She stretched all four arms, her two legs, and rolled her neck. It struck her as mildly interesting in that moment, how something so small could connect them to humans, The thought was fleeting as she took another step forward to kneel down on the floor. There, in a little alcove in the wall, she had set a volcanic rock from Anin, dried moss, and other paraphernalia from her home world. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath resting her hands together.
Praise and respect to the spirits of Anin. Praise the fathers and mothers of war gone to their rest below the moss and the earth. Praise their spirits that watch from the sky and peer through the ether down upon us.
She continued the slow mantra in the style of Prayer learned from Naktan and pulled her concentration to her core, ignoring anything and everything around her. A deep state of meditation overtook her. She would never have done this if she thought there were any chance that she was in danger, but below she knew Earth glowed like a sphere before their orbiting ship. There was no worry of invasion.
She thought she heard something at one point, but chose to ignore it as she continued her mantra.
Eventually, and after an unknown amount of minutes, she stood and turned slowly to find-
She stopped, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What are you doing?”
Adam burrowed his way further down into her blankets, nuzzling his head up against her pillow,
"So warm, and comfy!"
She tried not to smile,
"You dumbass."
He pulled the blankets tighter around himself,
"You know, I did come here to talk to you, but now I actually am really comfortable, so come back in two hours."
"I- This is MY home!"
He closed his eyes and pretended to snore loudly.
She rolled her eyes as she watched him theatrically pretend to sleep. She looked around mildly for a moment, before picking up another pillow and glancing at the door. She casually walked over, dropped the pillow on his head and then held it down as if she intended to smother him.
”Die human scum!”
That got him up and moving.
Before long the two of them were grappling for the upper hand, him trying to put her in a choke hold, and her using her lower arms to pinch him.
He yelped,
"Ouch! Pinching is illegal!”
"Sissy."
He clamped his legs around her lower arms, pinning them in place.
She struggled for a minute and then went limp.
She could feel his smug smile,
"I win, I beat the saint of Anin. Everyone bow at my feet."
"You say that, but if this were a real fight, since you’re a human male, you're the one with a self-destruct button."
"Self-destruct button...?"
"Meaning if this were a real fight, I would have punched you in the balls."
"Yaoooutch… Oh god… Please don't."
Finally, he let her go, leaving the two of them to lay on her bed, sheets scattered on the floor around them, and her pillows in disarray. Adam put his hands behind his head and sighed.
She glanced over at him,
"I don't suppose you came to just hang out. Here on Admiral-ly business?"
He groaned, pulling one of her pillows over his face,
"Please smother me for real this time."
She leaned up on one of her elbows,
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be an adult anymore!"
She tilted her head to the side, watching in amusement as he attempted to throw a childlike tantrum, but only really had the energy to kick his feet once,
"It's boring and lame and they won’t let me wear heelies to important meetings... also children don't have to pay taxes."
She laughed, pulling the pillow from his face,
"Adam you are many things, but 'adult' is not one of them."
He grinned slightly,
"True enough."
He sighed again and rested his head back against the pillows,
"I just want to get back to what we are supposed to be doing, exploring the universe and making cool alien friends."
He threw up his hands in frustration,
"But suddenly I find myself embroiled in stupid annoying politics that I don't understand, being used by people who are, let’s face it, WAY smarter than me, constantly finding myself getting manipulated."
She huffed,
"They aren't smarter than you Adam, they're just manipulative, and you aren't."
He sighed,
"Fair enough."
Then he looked at her, bright green eyes reflecting the soft ambient blue light,
"I just, I miss this, I miss us, I miss hanging out and doing stupid shit, and all of the things I could do when I wasn't so important and this operation was smaller."
She smiled rather sadly reaching one hand over for his, lacing the four of her fingers through the five of his,
"Well someone has to do the hard things, who better than you?”
He glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow,
"Or you, miss saint?”
She rolled her eyes again,
"Can't seem to get you off of that. I'm still the same person I used to be."
"But with power."
She elbowed him gently and he grinned,
"But really, I am proud and impressed and... Let's be honest super super smug that 'I' know you personally."
"I know, I am pretty terrific."
The two of them laughed for a minute before settling down again. He glanced over to her little shrine on the wall,
"What were you doing just then?"
She looked up at the ceiling, following the lines of metal and rivets with her eyes,
"Praying to the spirits of Anin."
Embarrassed, he shifted,
"I didn't know you were... Well I didn't think you were all that religious?"
She shrugged,
"Don't feel bad, it's sort of a new thing. Back before all this, it was sort of just stories to me. Like I believed it because that was what everyone believed, but I didn't really accept it, or feel it the way I do now. After everything with my mother, it was hard to feel connected to something I felt I wasn't a part of... But then after visiting my mother, after becoming a saint for a religion I never really followed... Well, it started to make more sense. It feels real now in a way that it never did."
She turned to look at him, finding him watching her, the UV blue stripes in his skin glowing blue.
"I believe in the spirits of Anin more than I ever have."
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand,
"I'm glad to hear it."
They lapsed into silence for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling before, inevitably he broke it,
"So this makes you like, space Moses right?”
She frowned and turned to look at him,
"What is a “Moses”?"
He grinned,
"A guy from one of the Earth Religions. You know, guy follows god's directions to lead his people away from slavery, climbs a mountain, receives the word of god, comes down to give it to the people, that sort of thing."
Sunny tilted her head slightly to the side,
"Are you religious?"
He paused, frowning,
"I... well I... don't really know. My family has been some flavor of Christian for a long time."
"Christian?"
"Uh yeah, the general idea is that there is one all-powerful deity who created everything. He has rules and laws that you are supposed to follow, the general tenants of this specific religion mostly boil down to: love everyone and don't be a dick, which humans are notoriously bad at. You sin you go to hell, a very bad place after you die, and if you are a good person you go to heaven. Problem is everyone is a sinner and breaks the rules, so really no one was going to get into heaven."
"That sounds bleak..."
"Well, that's where the other stuff comes in. Basically, this all-powerful deity sent down his son in human form to live a perfect life, so when he was martyred he took on the sins of all of humanity and paid for them in the greatest act of mercy to open the gate for the rest of us into heaven."
Sunny shifted as he tilted to the side to lay in the crook of her arms,
"Of course that is just one religion among tons on earth, we aren't really as cohesive in our beliefs as Drev are... As for me... I'm not really sure."
She tilted her head to the side, cheek resting against his hair,
"After seeing space, I become more and more convinced of some... Thing that created everything, but beyond that it's sort of a tossup."
She ran one hand through his hair, coarse but still soft somehow.
"You know my name comes from that religion?”
She turned her head to look at him,
"Oh, really?”
"Adam was the first man."
"What do you mean!?”
Adam shrugged,
"He was supposedly the first man that god created, from the dust of the earth... I think?"
She gave him a sidelong glance,
"Look, and you get to be the first idiot in space."
He snorted and poked her in the ribs.
"There were PLENTY of idiots in space before me, believe you me."
"Mmm I don't know, you are pretty dumb."
He laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting her with it. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him and then went limp.
He struggled,
"Get your big ass off me."
"Oh no, I have been attacked by a sudden acute case of the “my spine doesn't work anymore”-disease."
"If you don't move, you'll suddenly find yourself with a case of “fist in your face”-disease."
She laughed and rolled off him, making sure the hard parts of her carapace were sticking down for maximum discomfort.
He grunted.
They returned to lying down next to each other in the half darkness. Sunny reached over and turned on some quiet music in the background as the two of them sat and talked, and laughed.
"I can't wait to get back to deep space."
He closed his eyes and hummed softly at the thought,
"Just the crew and the darkness and nothing ahead of us but an endless frontier."
Surprisingly, she found the thought to be more than a little comforting, and closed her eyes thinking about the vast reaches of blackness and the endless spinning galaxies.
"And while we are out, we can drop Conn into a pulsar."
He snorted,
“Why? Well first of for scientific reasons! If a marshmallow causes a nuclear blast, I wonder what dropping Conn would do… but at least he’d be dead.”
"That billowy bastard would survive and you know it."
She huffed,
"Still though, if I have to hear one more smug lecture how he has a child with you, I'm gonna wring his scrawny neck."
He grinned teeth flashing blue in the light,
"Is someone... Jealous?"
Sunny laughed, almost tipping him off the bed and onto the floor with her mirth,
"Yes Adam, I am totally jealous, really I am, ‘kay?. I mean who wouldn't want to have a child with YOU, big dumb, dork. Really the perfect place to put my superior genes."
"Superior genes, says someone who can't reach the top shelf."
She kicked him, foot clanging off his prosthetic,
"I am a foot taller than you."
He placed his hand next to his ear,
"What was that, I can't hear you over how short you are."
Sunny shook her head,
"At least I have binocular vision and both my knees."
"So we are gonna ignore that that binocular vision is due to a prosthetic now after the whole “your mom” incident? And also, veeery important: weird neck nostrils, don't forget about those!"
"Oh yes, so I can’t house them on my face like you and your bigass nose."
"Low blow, low blow."
"There are... Lower things... I could make fun of."
He snorted,
"Can't make fun of it if you've never seen it. You on the other hand, walking around in the nude..."
"You're welcome. Who wouldn't love…"
She gestured to herself,
"This."
"Mmm yeah... chitin, very sexy."
"I am a gift to the universe, and should be appreciated by everyone."
He brushed a hand through his hair,
"Well I find that real gifts are gift wrapped, so jot that down."
"Oh yeah, like a prank gift when you put something lame in a box for something cool."
He frowned at her,
"You wound me. My feelings are so very very hurt. I might even cry."
"I drink human tears."
"That… that's really gross.'
She laughed and then they lapsed into silence. She could hear him breathing quietly next to her in the darkness, his chest rising and falling under the ambient blue light. She looked across the room to where her saint armor was hanging in its climate-controlled case illuminated to a pearly sheen.
"Adam?"
"Yeah?”
"You know I'm just kidding about calling you dumb right?"
"Yeah I know."
"I'm proud of what you've been doing."
Adam turned to look at her rather incredulous,
"Me, of what? I haven't been doing shit."
"So, we are just going to ignore you overthrowing a maniacal politician while simultaneously piloting a 2,000 year old spacecraft?"
"That was more Conn and Eris than it was me."
"It was your idea."
"Let’s not forget Admiral Kelly."
Sunny pulled him closer,
"I am sorry, I will not be accepting anything other than you acknowledging that you did a good job."
"Screw you!”
"You'd like that wouldn't you?”
He sighed,
"You've been talking to Ramirez WAY too much."
She was only slightly smug as she rested her head back against the pillow,
"I really should get up and train..."
"We should yeah..."
Neither of them moved.
"Alternatively, we could just... Lay here... All day and do... nothing."
She looked up at the ceiling for a long moment and pretended to be in deep contemplation before…
"Well it's official, you have convinced me. You and your silver tongue."
"I am a master negotiator."
He shifted position putting one arm behind his head,
"Think about it, by this time tomorrow we will be back to space exploring and doing what we should have been doing all along. I can't wait."
"That makes two of us."
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Thanks for reading! As you saw in the title, this is a cross posted story written by starrfallknightrise and I'll just upload some of it here for you guys, if you are interested and want to read ahead, the original story-collection can be found on tumblr or wattpad to read for free. (link above this text under "OC:..." ) It is the Empyrean Iris story collection by starfallknightrise. Also, if you want to know more about the story collection i made an intro post about it, so feel free to check that out to see what other great characters to look forward to! (Link also above this text). I have no affiliations to the author; just thought I’d share some of the great stories you might enjoy a lot!
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.

Hey everyone, I'm [M27] and honestly, I just need to vent a bit about modern day dating. Like, what happened? Why did it become so complicated? I've been single for a while now and every time I try to get back out there, it's just a mess.
First off, dating apps. Sure, they’re convenient, but they also feel like a full-time job. Swipe left, swipe right, message first, wait for a reply, ghosting, and then repeat. It's exhausting and half the time it feels like people are just looking for attention rather than a genuine connection. And don't get me started on the endless small talk that goes nowhere.
Then there’s the whole social media aspect. Everything is curated, filtered, and staged. People only show their highlights, and it's hard to tell what's real. You meet someone and think they’re amazing, but then you find out their online persona is way different from who they really are. It’s like trying to date a character from a movie.
And what’s with all the games people play? The whole "wait three days to text back" or "don't appear too interested" thing is just childish. Why can’t we just be honest and straightforward? If you like someone, tell them. If you don't, let them know. It shouldn’t be this hard.
I also feel like everyone has such high expectations now. Thanks to influencers and celebrities, there’s this unrealistic standard of what a relationship should look like. Not every date needs to be an extravagant event, sometimes just hanging out and getting to know each other is enough. But nope, it’s all about impressing each other with grand gestures.
And the ghosting. Oh man, the ghosting. It's like common courtesy doesn’t exist anymore. If you're not interested, just say so. It’s better than leaving someone hanging, wondering what they did wrong.
Anyway, that's my rant. Am I the only one who feels this way? How are you guys dealing with the complexities of modern dating? Any tips on navigating this mess would be greatly appreciated.

Should I give up and move on? I don’t really know why I’m even asking the question because deep down I know the answer. At the end of last year I (23 M) was dating this girl (20 F). She studies in a different city so we didn’t see each other that much but we connected very well, and very soon I was starting to fall hard for her. After a few parties together we were spending the weekend together. This went very well and for the first time in my life I was in love. I have to tell you also that I have never been in a relationship before and I was a virgin. She knew this but didn’t make a big deal out of it which I loved. This weekend was a week before Christmas. We verbally agreed that we would see each other on new years evening.
When the day finally arrived I hadn’t heard from her so I texted her saying where we could meet that night. She responded with this long text saying that I’m a fun and sweet guy but that she would rather be alone than to date with someone. I was completely shocked and my world was shattered. I stared at my phone for a half hour. I did’t text anything back feeling a little bit angry, why would she sent this to me on new years eve? So that night, I got really really drunk. I was drinking away my sorrow. I went to a club and got home with some random girl and we had sex. Need I remind you again that it was my first time. When I woke up I felt sooo bad. I only wanted to be with the girl I was in love with and now I’m laying here with someone random. I made up an excuse on why she had to leave and texted the girl I’m in love with that I appreciated her honesty but that I didn’t understand why. She texted me later that evening that she didn’t really know what she was doing and that she wanted to meet again. I was happy but in the back of my mind I was thinking about what I did on new years eve.
So we went on dates again but I couldn’t get it over me to tell what happened because I just got her back and was too afraid to loose her again. You also have to know that I had 6 exams in this period so I had to study hard. On the 5th of january she spent the night at my place and we also had sex. After this I felt extremely guilty. I made a vow to myself that after the exams I should tell her. Because I really loved her and any chance I had of a real relationship with her should be based on honesty. So after my last exam on february the 5th I went to her place and I told her. She was really angry and told me it was for the best to go away.
In the days that followed I gave her space and didn’t text her. After a while I texted her but she said she wishes me the best but wants to move on and that she doesn’t want to see me anymore. After that there has been no contact. I saw her twice since then on parties. When I saw her she was nice and the connection was still there but she refuses to sit and talk with me. Last time I saw her was a month ago where we talked for a bit. She was acting really weird. Like super nice one moment and then the other moment really angry. Then she was ignoring me the whole time and when I got to her to tell her that I’m leaving she is back to being sweet and asking me to stay. What bugs her the most is that in her eyes I faked my virginity.
It now has been almost 4 months (longer than we were together) but there hasn’t been a day were I haven’t thought about her. I can’t seem to let her go. I am still hoping that everything will be alright but I know it won’t. I just love her so much and regret everything that has happened. I just don’t see myself ever dating anyone else but her. I know that if she was still interested she would just text me but every time I see her it just feels like there is something still there. When I see her friends they tell me that they don’t understand why she won’t take me back. That has to count for something right?
In august she is going to study abroad for the semester. So I know the timing is all wrong but I feel like I have to try one last time. I know I am going to see her 1 last time on this festival we bought tickets for together while we were still dating. A week before the festival it’s her birthday. I am thinking now maybe I should sent her flowers on her birthday with a cute text but I’m not really sure.
Am I just being delusional? I really don’t know what to do…. Sorry for the big text, for anyone that gets to the end thank you very much!

Should I give up and move on? I don’t really know why I’m even asking the question because deep down I know the answer. At the end of last year I (23 M) was dating this girl (20 F). She studies in a different city so we didn’t see each other that much but we connected very well, and very soon I was starting to fall hard for her. After a few parties together we were spending the weekend together. This went very well and for the first time in my life I was in love. I have to tell you also that I have never been in a relationship before and I was a virgin. She knew this but didn’t make a big deal out of it which I loved. This weekend was a week before Christmas. We verbally agreed that we would see each other on new years evening.
When the day finally arrived I hadn’t heard from her so I texted her saying where we could meet that night. She responded with this long text saying that I’m a fun and sweet guy but that she would rather be alone than to date with someone. I was completely shocked and my world was shattered. I stared at my phone for a half hour. I did’t text anything back feeling a little bit angry, why would she sent this to me on new years eve? So that night, I got really really drunk. I was drinking away my sorrow. I went to a club and got home with some random girl and we had sex. Need I remind you again that it was my first time. When I woke up I felt sooo bad. I only wanted to be with the girl I was in love with and now I’m laying here with someone random. I made up an excuse on why she had to leave and texted the girl I’m in love with that I appreciated her honesty but that I didn’t understand why. She texted me later that evening that she didn’t really know what she was doing and that she wanted to meet again. I was happy but in the back of my mind I was thinking about what I did on new years eve.
So we went on dates again but I couldn’t get it over me to tell what happened because I just got her back and was too afraid to loose her again. You also have to know that I had 6 exams in this period so I had to study hard. On the 5th of january she spent the night at my place and we also had sex. After this I felt extremely guilty. I made a vow to myself that after the exams I should tell her. Because I really loved her and any chance I had of a real relationship with her should be based on honesty. So after my last exam on february the 5th I went to her place and I told her. She was really angry and told me it was for the best to go away.
In the days that followed I gave her space and didn’t text her. After a while I texted her but she said she wishes me the best but wants to move on and that she doesn’t want to see me anymore. After that there has been no contact. I saw her twice since then on parties. When I saw her she was nice and the connection was still there but she refuses to sit and talk with me. Last time I saw her was a month ago where we talked for a bit. She was acting really weird. Like super nice one moment and then the other moment really angry. Then she was ignoring me the whole time and when I got to her to tell her that I’m leaving she is back to being sweet and asking me to stay. What bugs her the most is that in her eyes I faked my virginity.
It now has been almost 4 months (longer than we were together) but there hasn’t been a day were I haven’t thought about her. I can’t seem to let her go. I am still hoping that everything will be alright but I know it won’t. I just love her so much and regret everything that has happened. I just don’t see myself ever dating anyone else but her. I know that if she was still interested she would just text me but every time I see her it just feels like there is something still there. When I see her friends they tell me that they don’t understand why she won’t take me back. That has to count for something right?
In august she is going to study abroad for the semester. So I know the timing is all wrong but I feel like I have to try one last time. I know I am going to see her 1 last time on this festival we bought tickets for together while we were still dating. A week before the festival it’s her birthday. I am thinking now maybe I should sent her flowers on her birthday with a cute text but I’m not really sure.
Am I just being delusional? I really don’t know what to do…. Sorry for the big text, for anyone that gets to the end thank you very much!

(Disclaimer: I posted this before and someone messaged me and said it was deleted and then I realized it got taken down due to a misunderstanding with the moderators of this sub, so they said to repost it and they’d push it through. Gonna be honest, I’m resharing this because I might have another update to this situation coming soon, hehe)
Three months ago I posted about how I opened up to my girlfriend about my anal kink (this sub doesn’t allow you to include links in the posts so just go to my post history and organize by top posts if you wanna see) and I figured I’d post an update.
So shortly after I told her, we started doing some finger stuff but not really anything more. Then I got into a car accident and was without a car for a month and that sent me into a bit of a depression. Then money got EXTREMELY tight and that was stressful. Recently I found a new job and that’s been really helping.
Alls that to say, pegging hasn’t been at the front of my mind as of late. Neither one of us could afford a (good) strap on and I kinda lost the drive for a bit. She seemed sad but didn’t push, and then I got my first check. First thing I did was order a strap on, and it came in the mail. I figured I’d be corny and surprise her, so I went to her house and put it under her blanket so she’d find it later. A few hours after I left, I started receiving A BUNCH of texts of random letters from her (in excitement). Then we organized a time and place and decided we’d finally do it. I won’t get into too far detail, but I did all the prep before hand and we took our time warming up, and then…it happened.
Honestly, the excitement of it all completely overshadowed the physical sensation. Just the fact that it was happening, Honestly, the excitement of it all completely overshadowed the physical sensation. Just the fact that it was happening was putting me on a high and I could even think of what it felt physically. It did get to a point where neither of us really knew what we were building up to so we finished the pegging and then finished it off with some regular PiV.
Honestly, I can’t wait to do it again. I can’t wait to explore and see what else I’m capable of feeling and she fucking loves that she’s finally able to do this.
THATS THE UPDATE :D
ps I mentioned in the comments that my anal kink wasn’t limited to receiving and some people encouraged me to tell her this so I did. At first she was like “yeaaaahhhh one thing at a time tiger” but then a little bit later she told me she thought it was “completely unfair” that she’s allowed to (for lack of a better word) sodomize me but I’m not her so she’d be ok with that. I tried to tell her I didn’t wanna do it if she didn’t wanna do it since sexual acts aren’t supposed to be like trading cards, but she insisted it would be fun for her to branch out and try some new stuff (and especially with someone who would enjoy it so much, haha. So I have that to look forward to now too!

Hello,
Just looking at some general advice/tips on moving from Sydney to Melbourne.
I'm planning on moving from Sydney to Melbourne in a couple weeks. I've lived with parents all my life so not worrying about furniture or anything, but is there anything major I need to considethink about beforehand?
For example, things like car insurance etc., I've just recently gotten a car and its registered in NSW and insured here, is that a major point I need to get on top of straight away? The move will be 'permanent' in that I'll be living there while my partner finishes her studies, but likely this time next year, or even sooner, could be back in Sydney, so would I need to worry about it too much?
Otherwise, I plan on driving down just over a weekend with my necessities and kinda seeing how I go from there -
Are there any other quirks or random things that you guys have done during a similar move that would be helpful for someone in my position?
Thanks so much in advance

So basically my Japanese neighbour (lives right across from us) out of the blue started shouting and abusing me.
I was coming back from work and he was looking out through his kitchen window and shouting randomly. As I went to my front door, I tried looking back where the noise was coming from. Then he got really mad for some reason and even came out of his front door shouting really loudly “nani o mite ka” “kuso gaijin” etc. (apologies my Japanese is not that great so I don’t know what else he was shouting).
I basically just stood there ignoring him and waited for my wife (she was shopping downstairs and I went ahead to open the door). When my wife came, he went inside his house.
My question is what should I’ve done in this case and what should I do if that guy starts creating trouble later for me or my wife?

**Fujimaru Ritsuka, the Last Master of Humanity, Enemy of the Crypters, Ammo of the Black Barrel, Feller of Goetia... is batshit insane.
Let me explain.
...

Lack of Basic Understanding of Causality

Fujimaru's bizzare tendencies show up from the very beginning of FGO. According to the game, he joins Chaldea after seeing a poster and deciding to take the job on a whim.
However, Chaldea is in Antartica. The implication is thus that Fujimaru abandoned his family, abandoned his life, abandoned everything he'd ever known and loved, to go to Antartica for a job that he had no idea what was, with zero guarantee of getting the job, with no certainty of a return trip-
On a whim.
Immediately after this, while getting lectured by his potential boss, being told everything he needs to know to pass the entry test, he decides now would be a perfect time to take a nap. Understandably, his boss is miffed by the new intern with zero experience taking a nap right in front of her while she's explaining the most important part of their job, and she decides to fire him.
Fujimaru reacts to this with... nothing. He's a little concerned and stressed per his dialogues, but you'd think he'd be significantly more horrified about needing to walk back home through the Antarticas or join an oil mine at the bottom of Chaldea. Instead, he just... chills with the doctor?
When he finds out Chaldea is on fire and even all the skilled, significantly better Masters than him are dead, his reaction isn't terror or fear. Instead, he remembers a girl he talked to ONCE, and immediately rushes over to the literal origin site of the fire to check if she's alright. Then he sees that she's buried under a building. As a regular guy, he has no prospects of saving her. And the longer he stays, the lower his chances of survival get. His response?
Ignore everything to hold her hand and stay there till no hope of getting out remains.
Presumably CHALDEAS itself is impressed by what is either the tremendous love of Ciel-lookalikes or the complete lack of basic understanding of consequence in this man, and it sends him to Fuyuki presumably in hopes to unite him with fellow madman Shirou so that their collective insanity can open a path to the Root or something.
...

What's Self-Preservation? Can I eat it?

Fujimaru is teleported to a hotter fire surrounded by skeleton upon skeleton. Fortunately, the girl he held hands with turned into super servant Galahad. She can protect hi-
Ritsuka why the hell are you throwing yourself into danger when you have a LITERAL SHIELD at your side?
No Fujimaru do not sacrifice yourself trying to protect someone WHO LITERALLY WEARS ARMOUR AND HAS A SHIELD!
Fujimaru taking a page from the book of Shirou Emiya has a violent martyr complex and nearly dies dooming all humanity in the first twenty minutes of the game. Very fortunately, Cu Chulainn notices this and not wanting to be outdone by someone else dying before him, saves the day.
Ritsuka later proceeds to instantly grasp the concept of Shadow Summoning and turn it into his technique which further raises the question of if brain damage in the Nasuverse just lends you power somehow when we consider the strongest techniques in the series:

• Unlimited Bladeworks (manifested by swordtism)
• Tsubame Guashi (manifested by fightingtism)
• Strong Punch (manifested by Soujuuro)

Ritsuka then acts normal for some time till we reach the end of Singularity-F. He finds out about the END OF HUMANITY.
He is somehow barely fazed by this and determines to save it all himself. This random chump with no mage skills, no Master experience, nothing at all, is entirely confident. This is presumably the true reason why Servants keep being summoned - not by Mash's roundtable shield - but because Fujimaru's balls are just so big they've developed their own gravitational fields and draw in Servants from the Throne like a blackhole.
...

Psychopathy in the Singularities

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Humanity's Last Asylum Escape, then goes to Orleans, sees several thousand dragons, ignores the terror of that sight, murders a fanfiction OC, murders his way through Septem without going insane in the process despite interacting with Nero, and finally we reach the madness that is Fujimaru in Okeanos.
Fujimaru in Okeanos:

• Volunteers to race against HERACLES
  
• He WINS this race against HERACLES
  
• He, a completely inexperienced magus, fights a woman WHO HAS SINGLE-HANDEDLY KILLED POSEIDON AND IS BEING POWERED BY A HOLY GRAIL and wins?????
  
• Fujimaru also wouldn't have full understanding of Shadow Summoning at this point, so the implication is that Fujimaru just half-assed it and then made up the difference by fistfighting her? What sort of gym is this kid going to?
  

We continue on to London. Fujimaru sees a Goddess, the human equivalent of a God, a fragment of Amaterasu, one of the Heavenly Kings, all back to back and is completely uninterested.
He trusts Mordred, literally known as the Knight of Treachery and Jekyll whose best known myth is him pretending to be another person to get out of the consequences of his desire to be evil and betray all his friends.
From this we conclude Fujimaru Ritsuka has no understanding of basic human minds and operates on some greater level of humanity known only to him and Soujuuro.

Train him wrong as a joke? Wait, we were supposed to train him?

Fujimaru walks across the entirety of America on foot in less than a month. In Lord of the Rings, this took over a year. Now, this wouldn't be surprising for a mage. They can boost their physical capabilities so-
What do you mean Fujimaru doesn't know how to enhance his body?
Yeah, as it turns out, contrary to a number of doujins and... basic expectations, not a single person taught Fujimaru Ritsuka, Last Master of Humanity, the guy on whom the entire world depends, basic f***ing magecraft. You know, Da Vinci, maybe some things are more important than making fun of Romani for liking Vtubers? Maybe you could have taught the kid literally the most important fundamental to keeping up with Servants?
This is shown in Lostbelt 1 where Kadoc is surprised that Fujimaru can't enhance his eyes before Fujimaru reveals that he doesn't know anything about enhancement at all, which is... C'mon, Paracelsus, Avicebron, Circe, Medea, they're all literally part of the team. Did not one of them consider "huh, I wonder if I should teach the Last Master of Humanity, the guy on whom all humanity depends, magecraft?"
Shirou was trained wrong. Ritsuka? Somehow Chaldean staff are even more negligent than Kiritsugu. He wasn't trained at all!
...

Fujimaru tells God to eat Shit

Fujimaru goes to Camelot. He's almost normal for most of it besides a tad too deep sense of social justice shared by Mash.
Then he confronts the Lion King. The Lion King who could smite him with a single thought. The Lion King who wields the Pillar of the World. He looks at her, this terrifying force of nature, an actual divinity, God to mortal.
...And he tells her she's a dumbass.
"Humans aren't butterflies you can put on a board!" says Fujimaru Ritsuka, having for unknown reason decided to try to refute a GOD. And flabbergastingly, this works as Lion King takes brain damage presumably from the sheer bafflement that a child with no special abilities is talking down to her, causing her to go berserk and lose when Bedivere activates his Bitch-Slap Airgetlam.
...
Then he goes to Ancient Uruk/Babylonia/I still have no clue where this is. He meets Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, several tiers beyond what Fujimaru will ever be.
"I'm going to skip the line to talk shit to you and ask you to join me," decides Ritsuka. Gilgamesh, unimpressed tries to make him do housework. Fujimaru reveals that in addition to being Humanity's Last Master, he's Humanity's Last Housewife and perfectly does everything till Gil is forced to respect his impressive janitorial skills and they go off to Literal Hell together.
Fujimaru's insanity then makes him befriend several people he shouldn't including:

• God known for betraying everyone she knew (Ishtar)
• God trying to kill them (Gorgon Lily )
  
• Other God trying to kill them (Jaguar)
  
• the Grim Reaper (King Hassan)
  
• The Grim Reaper if it was an anime Waifu (Ereshkigal)
  
• Merlin, who if you've studied Arthurian mythos, you know is the LITERAL ANTICHRIST.
  

Somehow, he gets all of these to work together including mortal enemies Gilgamesh and Ishtar, and inspires King Hassan to give up his Grand title to become a different Grand- a Grandfather.
Fujimaru Ritsuka fights with Lucha Wrestler God trying to kill him by attempting to... suicide tackle her by being air dropped for some reason instead of just breaking the damn magic stone powering her because Fujimaru has offscreen developed telepathy and knows exactly what Lucha Goddess wants.
Having befriended a fourth god trying to kill them, they go to befriend Mom by beating her to death. The gang cheers as they succeed and Waifu Grim Reaper is outed as a tsundere.
...

Coughing Baby vs Omnipotent King of Seventy Two Demon Gods (the baby wins)

Fujimaru goes to outer space. He meets unsurmountable odds. Seventy-two immortal Demon Gods. His reaction?
"Nah, I'd Summon."
Fujimaru transforms the game into a Kingdom Hearts story as the bonds he formed along the way act as a catalyst to summon EVERY SINGLE SERVANT IN THE THRONE to fight for his ass. Goetia screams like a baby as Fujimaru performs the ultimate JJK beatdown by calling in every damn person to ever do anything of note to kick Goetia in the balls through the sheer overwhelming power of friendship.
Goetia reveals himself to be a fraud and pulls "with this treasure I summon Ars Almadel Salmonis: The Time of Birth Has Come, He Is the One Who Masters All!"
Fujimaru calls in additional support from Archetype Eggplants to block an attack that destroyed seven humanities. Following this, he calls in Goetia's dad to put his omnipotence on timeout.
Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka, this untrained regular human with zero enhancement skills, solos Goetia with a Shield he's never used, beating him in a straight boxing match.
Combined with the Francis Drake thing, it makes me wonder if he's secretly the FGO version of Soujuuro.

Conclusion

You liars told me he was a regular ordinary human and the most boring Type-Moon protagonist with no mental problems like the rest.
What the hell did you mean? I have never met a man more on the spectrum, insane, off the walls, unhinged, bonkers and genuinely weird than this guy.
How did I let myself be fooled? He's a Type Moon protagonist! It should have been obvious from the get go!

Fujimaru Ritsuka is Completely Insane.

FIN.

Was doing my usually weekly shop today with my youngest daughter in the trolley.
I always use scan as you shop and don’t usually get checks, although they happen occasionally. I’ve never had an issue, I get why they do them.
Today my daughter and I had picked up a sun hat, and I scanned it. It was £10. And she wore it whilst I did the rest of my shopping.
Got to check out, random check for 15 items. Probs cos I’d removed some items I think, as that seems to be when I do get checked. Was all fine, until they scanned the wee sun hat and said it hadn’t been scanned?! I was certain I’d scanned it, was totally mortified. I said I’m so sorry but I’m sure I’d scanned that. So the lady said she’d have to scan my whole shop, which was huge. Inconvenience but fair enough. She’d been chatting away to me and just stopped talking to me, and was borderline rude/cold. She then asked about my personal handbag and my daughter’s wee bag from the Tesco cafe and to look in those! I said okay and she called the security guy over, he checked through them, I was so embarassed, I have never stolen anything in my life and honestly I thought I had scanned the hat. This was all in front of everyone else, people I know 😭
I’m worried now to use it again, it saves me a lot of time and it’s helpful to see the running total as that’s something I am bad with keeping in my head. I have adhd and probs just overthinking it but it’s honestly ruined my day the way she suddenly stopped talking to me and wanted to look in my personal bags, and called the guy over. I had nothing to hide so I let him but in hindsight i felt really judged, she was so rude over what was an honest mistake. If they’d checked the cctv they’ll see me pick it up and scan it. It’s either not actually scanned and I didn’t notice, or my kid has magically managed to remove it from the basket - which I doubt because you have to scan the label. I’ve never had an item not scan in.
Is this going to happen to me every time I use scan and shop now? I’ll probs not bother if that’s the case, it’s just gonna leave me feeling really anxious.
Sorry for the long post it just really upset me and I wanted to get it out.

Hey guys,
Since the summer update I have a very severe issue that's (at the moment) making Craft almost unusable for me. It's really tricky to troubleshoot but I'll do my best to give as much details as I can below.
What triggers the issue?

• My normal workflow is the following:
  • Create a document in Craft
  • Export it as a Word file
  • Someone else edits this Word file
  • I open it again and copy + paste the new stuff into the Craft document that I created previously
  • ==> ISSUE

What is the issue (important note: These are ALL the symptoms I experienced so far but sometimes I also have SOME of them)?

• I can't create a new line anymore
• When I try to click on something, it jumps to completely random positions
• I can't scroll properly anymore (it moves only a little bit)
• Once it automatically scrolled like 1 mm up and down repeatedly (in a loop) and it was stuck, causing my CPU usage to spike and my MacBook even overheated!
• When closing and re-opening the document, the beginning is completely blank (where normal text should be)
• When I open a document that contains cards, some cards are just blank (even OTHER documents are affected, so not just the one where I pasted the edits)
• When I open a document that contains images, some images are just blank (again, even OTHER documents are affected)

What I think is happening:
Based from my testing, my guess would be that some kind of formatting (when copy + pasted from Word) can completely annihilate Craft.
Workaround:

1. Delete the old document + restart Craft
2. So far it SEEMS like when I copy + paste one paragraph at a time (important: with command+option+shift+V), the issue doesn't occur

My wish:
Could the devs please have a look at this? I've been using Craft since over 3 years and I love it but this issue is making Craft almost unusable for me at the moment. Thanks!!

... and to dealing with non-armoured foes.
TLDR The compulsion to bring more direct damage anti tank weapons against bugs is more restrictive, and indicative of [false] difficulty, than -1 stratgem. Particularly if you de-prioritise anti-dropship weapons.
Although gunships existing has put a bit of a foil to the second part of that.
Losing 4/16 strategems against the bots is much more playable on all difficulties than playing bugs and overloading on strategems which can take bile titans in 2-6 shot.
At the moment [generally] for BT management you need spear and supply backpack or 1 person with EATs and 2 people with direct fire anti tank at a minimum and usually additional 3-4 Red anti armour stratgems which usually, in my opinion, results in a total of 7.5 strategems in the 4-6 hits to kill a bile titan, on average 5 more than you would take if you only expected to face chargers.
On difficulty 6 I would typically witness 3/16 strategems capable of taking out charger heads. On diff 7-9 that rises to 7-8 strategems.
Although if you know the team won't split up you can get away with 3-6 strategems on high difficulty.
I personally had not been able to understand the complaint against -1 until I (and my friend groups) played only bots for 2 weeks (and then returnin to bugs). Getting to the point that both with randoms and friend groups, a realisation that shooting down dropships, more specifically bringing stratgems specifically for shooting down dropships, is a masterclass in misdirection by AH.
Bug drops can't be interupted or shut down, and technically (I do believe bots that haven't commenced their drop when the dropship is hit should die) neither can bot drops, they're always too numerous on 8-9. Moreover the cost of taking stratgems for shooting down the dropships hurts the team's ability to deal with or flee from the dropped enemies, or enemies in general. This is not very obvious because to compensate for the increased anti-dropship weapons, you have to be very consistent on actually hitting dropships.
Now, high skill ceiling players than I, I am sure, will disagree and be able to take out the drop ships more effectively. And I like that higher skill brings rewards in this game. But on paper, if you don't loadup with stuff to kill dropships, or at least you ignore that some stratgems can do that, I find your team has more versatility to actually deal with the enemies from those dropships.
At the moment, Spear and supply pack is completely overpowered, I recently did a 9 where that and one eats was the only anti tank the team had. It was one of the easiest 9's I've ever done, I believe we totalled 11 titans. And because the team had 13 strategem slots to work with for enemies below the titans, it was also very low deaths. The only time it went wrong for about 8 minutes was unsurprisingly when the spear guy (me) got killed by a cluster bomb.
BT might be only "mid tier", but they are easily the most tedious enemy in the game, I hear people say it's hunters and devastators, but did you ever shoot a devastators ankles(?) and hunters are useless against 2+ ppl.

Heyyy everyone Writing down my problem here was one of the latest resorts I could possibly think of but here I am… mind me it will be a long post but bare with me I am 25 Y/O and also my lets not call him bf but a date Let’s name me Sara and him Kim We met back in 2022 during the last year of uni (internship cause we are both in the medical field) We both are arab and muslim Kim is a skinny type of guy who’s also a super nerd in med and other tech stuff and an extreme introvert, me Sarah an average person in life who genuinely is very nice, kind and very approachable and easy to get along and get to know too. Also to add to that I am a person who has interests and life and hobbies which I like to do and a bright person in general The story started in that year when we started talking from time to time and it was my first time putting effort in someone who was really shy to get to know me so I had for multiple times to give green light and help him get close and open up to me. We started dating meeting out doing kind of things together This is the scene we go out all what Kim talks about is his family, latest AI, his friends in uni and never asks me a single question literally not a single question ( he is a middle child, who takes care of his ill sister, his dad is very tough on him and this is his attitude in general ) at first I thought ok he is an introvert who’s trying to open up. Then this kept on going that he never asks me back even meanwhile we text… never a good morning… never how was ur day… never how are you doing. Like as if I am not a part of this whole thing. 😕 And it really did hurt me a lot so I opened up to him and told him how I felt and he was like this is my way of introducing u to me and bla bla
Socially he is kind of weird.. even if he wants to ask me out he would never say it straight… wud play around that for days to ask me out and never in a straight matter.
After a year nd something…. I woke up one morning feeling angry that Its been too long nd I am still in this whirlwind with him ( never labeled our relationship or called me something or talked to me about future or marriage) he would text me according to his pace and availability and would never make me feel like the female or the beautiful girl I am …. I wrote him a pretty big message that I want nothing to do with him and I want him out of my life To which he responded saying he loves me n wants me in his life and wants to marry me.
Few days after that we had discussed marriage and future plans and then boom he ghosted me!
If I talk to him pointing lets say at the moon he wud talk about food or any other thing… like he wud answer according to what’s in his head and not what the conversion is about
Also sometimes I feel like he really does have low testosterone levels… like he’s not man-ing up or offers me help or solutions like he feels delicate that’s the word ( but I won’t deny he always paid for our dates) but never minded where I walked or like put effort to text after the date or any of that things u feel coming from a man that gives u feeling of security.
I have a lot way more to say and write but I will keep it this way… now we will meet soon cause we talk over texts all the time ( of course he never calls me) how should I address the matter ?