Cute albums names for couples

I had a dream last night that a very close special friend to me that passed at the end of my March visited me in my dream and gave me a number on a piece of paper with his name and it stated “thank you for contacting me, call me at this number.” This is someone I started to get to know at the end of the summer last year and we grew extremely close over the last couple of months. Unfortunately, he was killed due to friendly fire which devastated me.
Does anyone know if he’s trying to contact me or tell me anything specific?

I've posted about this book series once before but I'm trying again.
There were approximately 5-6 teenage friends, pretty sure in the USA, high school age, more than 3 books, all learning lessons and having ordinary teen dramas, I'm not sure when the book was set but it's in a time when school dances already exist but getting married really young just because you're pregnant hasn't fallen out of fashion (due to cultural differences I don't know when this might be). There must be a 100 books like it. I got the set for free at a car boot sale in the UK in about 2005 and they looked pretty battered, some sort of bright cartoonish drawings of the characters on the front.
The main characteit girl of the group I can't remember her name, but she has a best friend who I'm almost certain is called Cathy. There at least two other central characters, they are in true love. Somone is call Mark, it's either the happy-couple male or Cathy's crush or another friend.
The it girl likes a hot boy, and eventually they do get together, I think his name might be Johny. Johny is a bit of a bad boy, an eventually this becomes uncool for his it girl gf because turns out she can't hang out EVERY DAY and she wants to get some homework done. It's part of a 'standing up for yourself' and not letting other people define who you are kind of arc, neither of them is bad their relationship just isn't perfect or long lasting just because they're 16 and hot.
Cathy has a crush, I can't remember who he is but they don't get together. She has a whole arc about being a push over. Cathy eventually shaves her head to prove she's super bad ass and doesn't need any of their approval, everyone is super impressed. There's this whole elaborate scene where her best friend adorns her with scarves and sparkley jewellery to femme up her bad ass look for the school dance and everyone agrees it goes well.
The happy couple pair have some complex stuff going on, then in the final book the young woman is pregnant and they end up getting married and moving into one of the parent's houses in a modified apartment, and it's seen as an amazing solution. I'm not certain if they get married in secret before the parents find out.
Oh god what else can I add, I really don't know. Fingers crossed.

Hello! I have a Boss Katana 100W MK2 amplifier, and I'm going to perform at a concert at school soon. I want to use the Line Out or Rec Out options on the amplifier instead of miking the amp, but I have no idea how to use them. So, I have a couple of questions for you. Thank you in advance. 1- What is the name of the cable I will use to connect Line Out to the mixer? Can't it be a guitar jack? 2- I want to use the amp as a monitor on stage to hear myself while sending the sound to the mixer. How can I do that? Is it possible? Will it damage the amp? Thank you again for your answers.

I’ve (37F) been with my (32M) boyfriend for 2.5 years now. It’s been tumultuous, and often just downright toxic. To make things more complicated, I’m 6 months pregnant with his child.
He’s in the habit of losing his s*** over small things, and when he does, I’m often the target of rage. In those moments, he says hurtful things, yells at me, and I end up crying and nothing I say helps the situation.
Today we had a whole day planned. We had to stop and get his phone fixed. He said he’d run into the repair shop, and told me to go to the grocery store next door and get a few things. I asked how we should meet back up since his phone isn’t working. He said he’d come find me.
I got the necessary items and put my basket down so I could go to the washroom. (I’m pregnant and have to pee every 5 minutes). I came back out and continued shopping. I was getting a couple oranges when I saw him walking outside and looking around. I left my basket and chased him, calling his name.
He was furious that he couldn’t find me in the store. He refused to do anything else with me for the entire day. On the drive home, he was yelling, talking about how I don’t care about him, and how dating me is like dealing with a goldfish.
He hid away when we got home. I was depressed and crying for an hour…. And then I got angry. It’s a holiday today and now my plans are ruined all because of a 10 minute ordeal. I started cleaning instead. I put on angry girl music and rocked out as I cleaned. I thought about the nasty things he’s said to me, today and in the past.
After a while he came down and asked what was going on? Why was I doing that? Why aren’t I trying to fix things? Why is the dirty fridge more important? Why was I being like this? Eventually he dropped to the floor and started crying. He was begging me for sympathy and love. He said he needed help.
Everything he said was making me more angry. I said these were my new plans since he disappeared on me. At least this way he didn’t have to deal « with a goldfish ». I was being very cold. I told him I wasn’t going to let him f*** with me anymore and I wasn’t playing his game. He asked why I wasn’t trying to fix things. I told him « why don’t YOU fix things for once? Fix this permanently! » I was ready to break up if he didn’t go seek medical help.
He said « fine I’ll fix things permanently » and he stormed out of the house on foot.
I let him go because I was so angry. But after a few minutes the conversation replayed and I realized how my words could be misconstrued… He’s a highly troubled guy who has had ideations in the past. I hopped in my vehicle and went looking for him for an hour. I even followed an ambulance because I was so worried.
When I couldn’t find him, I came back to see if he was home. He was. But he wouldn’t let me come near him. He said I didn’t get to act like I cared after I said that to him. I told him that’s not what I meant, but he won’t hear it. He insists he knows what I meant and I can’t go back on it now. We haven’t spoke since.
I don’t know what to do with this guy. He suffers from mental health problems but refuses to do anything about it beyond reading self-help books about spirituality, and working out. This isn’t the first or even 10th fight we’ve had like this. I’m having a baby girl and I know she can’t see this nonsense, but I don’t know how I will financially survive.
I’m seeing a counsellor.

Introduction
Spiral diaries are simple nature walks/sits with journaling, and are useful for both beginners and experienced who are looking to (re)connect with natural cycles. I didn't invent this; I'm sure it goes by many other names. I call it "spiralling" since you should ideally do it for two years. The spiral dance moves us both forward and around; we're never static creatures. It's important to look back and understand how you've changed when you've returned to the same spot on the wheel this time next year. You're not the same person today that you were this time last year, or yesterday, nor will you be years from now. You're finding out who you might be now, connecting to a state of constant metamorphosis, as the seasons transform the Earth, the ecosystems within it, and ourselves.
Materials
You only need a couple of notebooks, and writing or drawing tools. If you're more digital, you can keep an e-journal on a phone or a tablet.
Dress appropriately. If the weather is particularly violent you can stay indoors by a window or on a porch/balcony, but the goal is to get outside as much as possible, even and especially in yucky weather that we'd prefer to avoid for personal comfort! Enjoy the sun responsibly, be spattered by rain, covered in snow, blown by wind! Stay hydrated as needed. If mobility is an issue, choose an open window or a backyard space with a pleasing view.
Walk or Sit - 5-60 minutes/day
At least five minutes a day, but usually no more than an hour because it can be draining. 15-30 happens to be my best window and still feeling energetic. Go for a walk or sit in the fresh air, even in yucky weather. If you have a favourite spot where you can go to observe the impact of changing seasons over the year, use it. You could time your outings by sunrise or sunset, visibility of the moon, etc. But don't feel restricted; go when convenient. You can experiment with varying times and see how your observations differ.
Urbanites remember that it isn't harder for us to find our space. "Nature" is more than trees and brooks. It's the sky above us and the ground below us, even if the sky is pierced by skyscrapers or the ground paved with asphalt. You may also have the advantage of rooftop patios very high up.
Observations & Recording
Close or open your eyes, open your ears, be silent, observe and listen. What do you see/hear in the sky, in the trees, in the grass, in animals? What is Nature saying to you at that moment? How does it impact your mood from before you started? How might it apply to your day? If you happen to be travelling to another part of the world, how do differing weather patterns and surroundings impact "home base thinking" at this time of year?
Record messages you receive. It can be as simple or as elaborate as you like: one word, one sentence, a small drawing, a short or long paragraph. You can purposely change up your style as your mood suits you. Be flexible, be creative, never get bored!
Date every entry. You can use the upper half of the pages of a notebook for one year, then the next year in the lower half. Or use every other page for Year 1 and the facing pages Year 2.
Year 2 Entries
The Year 2 entry can combine what you're experiencing that day with reflection on the corresponding Year 1 entry. See how you've grown, what has changed, how the pairs of entries are alike or different, etc. You may be surprised.
If you feel inspired, keep going for longer! And don't kick yourself if you miss days or don't feel like going every day; nobody's evaluating your work. Do as much as you feel is useful; Nature will still be there at every opportunity. The goal is to center Nature in your thoughts and direct experience as much as possible.

I'll try to sum everything up in as short as possible. I found this very cute girl who told me that she was from a small town 1500 miles away from my home, and I kindof fell for her then after knowing each other for a few days she kept sending me the pictures of this very cute girl I liked. I really loved her behaviour towards me. We exchanged nudes, had voice calls everyday for 6 months, she even sent me gifts to my address but eventually one day she started crying on call and told me that she's not a real person and she's a totally different person with different name and she look nothing like the person she was pretending to be. I am completely shattered, She is still reassuring me that we will make it work out. She live just 30 Miles away from my house. What Should I do? I think about that cute girl everyday while, she even told me the Instagram of who that girl is,but it is totally weird to confess all this to a random micro celebrity, Please Help

I started making a playlist of songs from Dimension 20 a couple years ago and forgot about it. It came back up in my Spotify this morning. Since then plenty more references to music have come up, so I thought I would turn to the community for suggestions. Here’s what I have so far:
Danger Zone - Kenny Loggins
Fly Me to the Moon - Sinatra
Livin’ La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin
Escape (Pina Colada Song) - Rupert Holmes
Smoke on the Water - Deep Purple
Fast Car - Tracy Chapman
Cherry Bomb - The Runaways
Awesome God - Rich Mullins
New York, New York - Sinatra
Alejandro - Lady Gaga
Santeria - Sublime
Trap Queen - Fetty Wap
While there are a lot of songs with themes or lyrics that are similar to characters of moments on D20, I am specifically looking only for songs or artists that have been directly named or referenced in D20 or Adventuring Party episodes.
What should I add to my playlist? Thanks!

I am an 18 year old trans guy with very unaccepting and transphobic parents. I was outed to my mom almost a year ago and I came out to my dad a couple months ago in december. Neither of them took it well as both are extremely religious (catholic mom, muslim dad) and close minded. They both refuse to acknowledge me correctly, say that Im mentally ill/brainwashed by the internet, and my dad is even starting a clothing business that he named after me and my brother, except he’s using my deadname for it. Im asking for parents of trans kids to share some pieces of parent-to-parent advice that I could relay to mine in hopes of educating them. We could really use it haha

Hi,
I am 22, and I got banned from Bumble for being under 18. The thing is, I was having a really good conversation with a guy on there that i really wanted to meet, and i am scared he will think im ignoring him. I already emailed their support team, but it can take up to 48 hours to resolve.
I gave him my phone number, but he wanted to keep talking on there for a few days just because of the iOS thing where when you text someone new, it gives them your whole legal name. I usually have the same qualm but he did say he would give me his number in a couple of days. Im freaking out yall. I really hope he texts that number cause as of right now i have no way to get in contact with him. i already tried to look him up on facebook, to no avail.
what do i do in the meantime other than try not to freak out??
thanks

Full disclosure, I'm just a customer, I don't own a shipping company and no one paid me for this review. I am in Florida and I purchased a car in Washington a month ago. 2 weeks ago it was finally available for pick up so I contacted Montway as they provided the most reasonable price of all the companies I got estimates from, I was charged $230 upfront and $1270 cash on delivery. A carrier was dispatched 3 days after my order was placed, smooth up to now. My car was picked up 3 days after that by a carrier named "Fifth Wheel"; no heads up call, no tracking provided, and no updates on when exactly pickup would be taking place. I had to ask for an estimate time range because neither Montway nor Fifth Wheel provided this. My car was then delivered a full 7 days after pickup and this is where the major problems arose. I was given a heads up text the night before arrival that my car will be arriving the next day a short time after noon, but that it would be getting dropped off almost an hour away from the agreed upon drop off location at a Pilot Truck Stop. Now, the contract states that the driver WILL drop the car off at the CLOSEST commercially feasible location to your door. I was willing to concede that my residential area wasn't the most commercially feasible for a car drop off so I provided a location of my own, a Love's Truck Stop right on the same exact highway that the carrier suggested initially, just that it was 10 minutes away not 45. The trucker responded by passively aggressively sending me the same address he suggested previously. I called Montway to solve this issue and was told the driver can not come closer because he was claiming there are low trees, a blatant lie of course as the address provided has no trees around and the path to said address is a straight shot down a highway that has no trees. I told the Montway representative all of this and suggested that if I am to pick up an hour away from the agreed location, I will need a discount. His response was that my price was already low so a discount doesn't make sense. That genuinely blew my mind. The next day came and it was delivery day, I had to miss work due to the vague timing provided. I contacted the driver to confirm drop off location and time and I got no response. I called Montway and they once again told me the drop off was an hour away with no concrete time or discount. At this point I was furious at the unprofessional nature of the company and the representatives, at one point I spoke with one that actually agreed that the driver needs to come down to the address I provided and after a brief hold I was told the driver has refused to deliver at the location I requested and that Montway can't do anything about it. Excuse me? You're telling me you contracted this carrier to do a job that you promised me would be done one way and now you're completely powerless with how that job gets done? I was baffled. This all went on for hours upon hours with me citing the terms of service and them being worthless in swaying the driver. At one point the driver called me angrily, barely speaking English, suggesting he will not drop off my car anymore and will be leaving it in Orlando, 2 hours from my location. It was around 4pm by this time so I was exhausted, I hung up on him and called Montway explaining the situation. I was finally patched through to a supervisor and the supervisor told me they will take care of everything and give me a discount of $150. With this discount I accepted the adjusted drop off and waited for the car to come. It arrived at 8pm, much later than the "after noon" that was promised by the carrier. In the end, the job was done and it was an ultimately fair price. But the service is among the absolute worst I've ever had to deal with, if you don't want the headache, spend a couple hundred extra.
TLDR: Montway sucks and was completely powerless in controlling their carriers or forcing them to follow contract.

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 (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.

Just saw someone in namenerds say they’ve always loved the name “Havila” after they saw the cute redhead daughter in Fiddler on the Roof with that name (Chava for short). Kind of adorable example of how things get lost in translation!

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,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
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.
Awwwww! So cute!
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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.

Today in my FB memories I was reminded of a milestone.
About 17 years ago, in my late 20’s, I had roughly $150,000 in debt, not an asset to my name and a salary of 46k living in a major US city. On this day, six years later, my net worth hit $0 for the first time as an adult. Less than 9 years later, I put in notice at my job and officially RE’d a couple months later in my early 40’s.
We all have different circumstances and abilities. But if you are lucky enough to find out about this way of thinking and living at a relatively young age, like I did when I first stumbled across “Get rich slowly” oh so many years ago, then I firmly believe the majority of you can someday write your own FIRE story.

Hi :)
I'm Deb, 27, from Belgium and looking for someone to fall in love with! I don't really care where you're from (I'm open to long distance), but I do care that we both put in the effort :)
Here's a little about me:
I'm 5'7, curvy with dyed hair and hazel eyes.
I'm a huge animal lover and have a cat and dog of my own, and yes, I'll gladly share pictures.
I'm a huge foodie. I love discovering new recipes, desserts, and main courses but mostly a pasta lover. Some of my favorites are chicken Alfredo, tiramisu, mac and cheese (simple but so gooooood), creme brulee aaaaaand homemade pizza!
I'm a gamer. I play shooters mostly, on PC (PC masterrace ofc) games like Overwatch, COD, Siege, and some CS2. I also play the Sims whenever I feel a little overwhelmed.
I adore listening to music. If you've got a favorite song or artist, send them my way! I've mostly been listening to Noah Kahan, Benson Boone, Beyonce, Taylor Swifts new album and some Hozier!
Now as to what I'm looking for: Someone who can sweep me off my feet! I would love someone who matches my vibe. Someone who maybe gets a little obsessed with me (in a cute way😂), someone who doesn't mind me spamming them, either with selfies or with tiktoks. I love sending and receiving voicenotes so I'd love it if you do too :) I'm a flirty person when the energy feels right, so bring your A-game!
If you've read this far, (congratulations, because I can rant) don't hesitate to shoot me a message with a little introduction, a picture of yourself, if you don't mind, and let's get this chat going :)
(Please be between 26-36 if you decide to message me)

So my cat 5f has recently undergone spinal surgery because one of our neighbors decided to shoot her for literally no reason and so we decided to leave her in as our indoor cat.. everything has been going so so so so perfectly until yesterday. Their was a storm out and my cat has been begging to go outside, I picked her up and took her to my room and she immediately jumped down (typical) and that was the last time I saw her I lost power a couple of times but throughout the whole time both me and my mom were in our rooms both the indoor and outdoor door has been untouched.. at around 8pm it was time for me to give me her pain pills so I went out looking for her and I couldn’t find her at all.. I just assumed that she was scared because of the storm and decided to wait another hour.. that’s when I REALLY started to worry, I started looking ALL over the house and I live in a small house.. i started looking in cabinets, underneath beds, couches, closets, all over the garage, every spot, corner, you name it and no trace of her. Just because I looked both in the front and backyard even though I have a ring camera and there was literally no motion before the storm. I barely slept last night and kept having dreams that she came back, I’m completely heartbroken.. I’ve had that cat since she was a small kitten, we almost lost her due to something serious and now I’m scared of loosing her again…

I've played for 50 hours now. And I've spent my time slowly working up through the various ships, floating around in the rings mining and having a lovely chill time. I've enjoyed the simple gameplay loop and it's been nice just sinking some hours into ore collection to unwind.
But, well, nothing has happened. Or at least, not much.
The things that my crewmembers have requested are: time off to pursue a music career, but it doesn't seem that that leads to anything. They haven't resigned to go pro, it hasn't unlocked any new music, we haven't encountered any fans. Another couple of my crew want me to find people, there was one who was lost on a ship somewhere in space and another who just seems to have a dialogue option to ask about this person to everyone we meet. But the answer is always no. But nothing seems to be happening with them.
I'm frequently threatened by other ships for being in their territory, sometimes I use my crewmembers who knows them and nothing happens, other times I ignore them, and nothing happens, sometimes I respond aggressively, and nothing happens. Nothing ever happens. A couple of times I've just attacked someone to see if anything happens - they fight back for a second, then try to run away. If I let them escape nothing happens, if I chase them, destroy them, capture and sell their life pod... guess what? Nothing happens.
In my 50 hours here's what has happened other than mining and selling:

• I found 1 life pod, which I collected for a reward.
• I encountered some tampered mines, which I collected and sold for profit.
• I've encountered a handful of moonlets, 2 of which contained a bar where nothing happened, and 1 contained uranium, and also nothing happened.
• I've encountered 4 or 5 rotating circular stations that buy a single mineral
• I've encountered 2 AI stations that sell propellent.
• I've spoken to various military ships that take me with them on "patrols" to fight "anarchists". But I just follow them around for a while and nothing happens. They constantly say "fire!", "get them!", "don't cross the beams!", etc, etc. But there's never anyone to shoot at, just the 2 of us flying around. Afterwards I'm invited to take a pirate life pod to Big Wolf (name?), but I've never met a pirate.
• An awesome giant swarm of amazing AI mining ships swooping around me like a school of fish. Nothing happened.
• I've talked to a bunch of people who challenge me to a race, but they always say that there's no race course set up so we can't.
• (This is the most promising, but this happened over 40 hours in, so it still seems very thin on events) I found the debris field of the lost ship that one of my crew-members sister was on, but her body isn't amongst the lifepods. The dialogue says that we need to learn more. Unfortunately I had <1000 propellent left when I found them, a full cargo hold, and no nanodrones, so I couldn't collect any of them.

That last one gave me hope, but in the 10 hours since nothing else has happened and I have no leads to follow.
Just... what am I meant to be doing? I talk to most people I come across, none of it leads to anything. I've flown around deep into the rings and nothing changes.
I still like the game for it's relaxed mining gameplay, but it feels like there's meant to be other stuff going on. Stories and encounters. There's lots of warning about space combat. There's talk on here of people having "mining configurations" contrasted against other ship layouts to do other things... but what are these other things? I have found none of them.

If you read my last post, you will see that my conversations with Bobby toward the end of my time at South Grove were not exactly going well. Throughout the process of leaving and meeting with him, I kept wondering “when is he going to let go?” It felt as though he was going to cling to me until I eventually caved and came back. He had allowed my wife and I to stop serving and even attend other churches to take a break. I’m not sure if he thought I would attend somewhere else, be reminded that God only moves at South Grove, and then come back. That was not the case at all. We attended a church in Sandy Springs, GA and then one in Athens, GA which I had attended before. I had never heard preaching like that in person before. Those pastors gave me Christ each Sunday that I attended. That, coupled with my conscience, made it impossible to even think about going back to South Grove.
As a somewhat funny side note, Bobby apparently changed the music that was played on Sunday(s)? I had mentioned in passing during one of our conversations that I had issues with Bethel, Hillsong, and Elevation Church. Interestingly I was discipled by the preaching at each of those churches early on in my Christian life. However, I had become highly concerned with their theology and how other members might read their name on the lyric screen, and listen to their preaching. Anyway, Bobby brought up the fact that they changed the music “for me.” Honestly, the music was one of my last worries.
Before my last conversation with Bobby, he wanted to know why I couldn’t disagree with issues concerning spiritual gifts and the other issues I had and still be a member in good conscience. I remember the first time I brought conscience up to him, he seemed puzzled. I tried to explain to him that because of the way I felt about certain doctrines, I could not be a member because I believed that I was going against my conscience. That did not register with him.
Up to our final conversation, I felt like I was in a vice grip. I really thought Bobby was going to draw out the painful process of trying to get me to stay at South Grove over several months. That and him trying to pit my wife against me (probably a story for another time). But finally, over lunch at the Blind Pig, something changed. In our last lunch, the vice grip seemed to be loosened completely. Bobby asked if I had heard of the “Leaving the Network” website. I had no idea what he was talking about, but he said he addressed it at a team meeting. I thought nothing of it. He also said “I’m sorry if I’ve ever hurt you in any way.” Pretty vague, but I guess I appreciated it? He blessed me to leave at that point. A few months later, he grabbed lunch with my new pastor at Cleveland Road Baptist Church to “check in” on my wife and I. I would’ve loved to be a fly on the wall, but unfortunately I don’t know much about that conversation other than some of the awkwardness.
That was the last of the excruciating process of leaving South Grove. From being told I had a demon, to “where else are you going to go?”, to Bobby planting seeds of doubt in my wife’s mind, to “I need protected from the sheep,” to anger even mentioning my doubts about Steve Morgan, to “I bless you to leave.” If I said everything was smooth sailing after that, I would be a liar. I think about my time at South Grove everyday. I think of those who I hurt and I think about those who were hurt just like me. I think about those who are deceived and blindly follow. I think about the people who were once my family who would no longer and still no longer talk to me. I think about what was said about me after I left, if anything. I’m angry most days and sometimes I don’t know why. Except I do know why. I was a fool. Who moves across the country for something like that? Who gives up everything for something like that? Apparently someone like me. And for what? If nothing, it makes me long for justice. It makes me long for the day that I will be brought home to the One who loves me. That day seems really far away now though. Until then, I’m tormented by my time in the Network.