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Durante uns 7 anos fiz trabalhos (free lancer) de ornitologia para o governo e uma ONG parceira. Passava os dias calcorreando os campos do país todo (fazia transectos até nos desertos vedes que são os eucaliptais) , a fim de inventariar as aves de Portugal continental.
Apenas durante uma época de nidificação me deram áreas de litoral para explorar. Foi muito estranho andar pelas praias e falésias com binóculos – sendo fuzilado pelo olhar de censura agressiva das mulheres, todas julgando que eu era um depravado nojento! Que embaraço! O pior foi que uma vez nem resisti à tentação de usar mesmo esse instrumento de trabalho para conferir (de relance) as curvas duma gostosa. Senti-me sujo e pueril. Não, isso não foi o pior... Houve duas situações algo traumáticas: numa , ia caminhando atrás de dunas frontais, quando dei com um par de tarados deitados na areia a olhar com binóculos para o pessoal na praia – e estavam a masturbar-se! Quando me viram, assustaram-se, mas logo se acalmaram - pois repararam nos meus binóculos - e fizeram-me um sorriso cúmplice (um até arriscou uma piscadela de olho), como se fôssemos “colegas” na perversa escopofilia –! (Nesse tempo e nas praias onde me enviaram, seria menos difícil encontrar por lá o Adamastor do que outro observador de aves devidamente equipado...)
A outra situação de má memória foi quando, desde uma falésia, eu seguia o vôo (sobre a área de rebentação) duma gaivota pouco comum, a pelo menos 200 metros de distância. Com o meu campo de visão confinado ao pequeno ponto de focagem dos binóculos, estava determinado a não perder de vista a ave, quando esta rumou para a praia e a minha visão bateu de frente com um nudista radical e peludo que, com o dorso dobrado sobre as pernas semi abertas, fazia questão de bronzear o olho do cu – apontado na minha direção!!
Depois disso, emigrei para o Brasil, onde tenho vivido no mato.

Groceries
It was a dark morning. The moon shone a thick veil of shadow over the tall grass of the town that John called his home; the rain, in its heavy pours, gave the grass its daily bread. He had a list, and he had friends to help him. He’d been thinking about this all day, dreading the moment up to the car ride there. The windshield wiper of his 1998 crown victoria was working overtime, in fact, the entire car was in over its head.
One of the friends pipes up “come on Johnny, it's just the convenience store. How bad could it possibly be?”. The sound of The Encyclopedia's voice was soothing; his words gave John a sense of serenity. That’s why he was riding shotgun
“That sounded like a challenge to me!”. The Derelict’s laughter pierced throughout the car, immediately undoing all the hope The Encyclopedia gave John just seconds earlier.
“I HATE going to the STORE, I just want to THROW EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE.” Yelled the rage. John chuckled a bit thinking about the idea of knocking a shelf over and having all the items on the floor. He then realized that it could be a reality and stopped smiling.
The Empath, wanting to help John, said “it’ll be ok John, I'm here for you.”. The empath smiled at John and he saw this through the rearview mirror. John smiled back for a second but returned to his monotone expression, attempting to see through the heavy rain.
“Quit your talking, we’ll be there soon. Sit there and be quiet for just 2 minutes”. Shouted The Authority. Everyone in the car started staring straight forward except The Derelict, who crossed his arms and mumbled under his breath. As the rain got heavier, the store grew near. Before they knew it, John slammed the gearbox. The car has stopped.
When John came closer to the automatic doors, he stuttered. He clutched the list as though it would save his life. The Derelict pushed John, causing him to stumble into the building. Without missing a beat the doors glided back to their starting point, marking a point of no return. He walked in, swept his gaze around the store, then made his way to an aisle.
As he approached the first item on his list, milk, he started looking around. “What is the difference between the percentages of milk anyway?” John exclaimed. The Encyclopedia snapped back “The number is how much milk fat is in a jug of milk, for example-”
“I HATE MILK!” Screamed The Rage. John sighed. He then reached for a jug of whole milk. “Oh whole milk, real fattening; I like it.” said The Derelict rubbing his hands together. The Authority quickly replied, “ No, we get the whole, it tastes better”. The gang moved on.
John gazed at the list once more and approached the next item. He approached the eggs. As he grabbed a dozen his mind started to wander. He looked around at everyone in the store and questioned “How come everyone looks so composed?”. “You should kill them” whispered the rage. This action sent shivers down John's spine as he realized he said that out loud and he rushed to the next item, fruit.
Growing closer to the fruit he saw all of the colors and looked deep inside himself and the walls of the aisle slowly turned into the complex wooden walls of a courtroom. The juxtaposition of the two made John jump but it all felt unusually familiar.
“Court is officially in session. Mr. Derelict, how do you plea to the accusations of high treason?” Belted out The Authority.
“Listen, I don't know what you think I’ve done but without me, no fun would be had. You can't get rid of me!” Shouted The Derelict. “
“Guilty or not guilty, say one before I charge you with contempt of court too”.
“Fine, not guilty”
“You know I’m really worried for him. I don't think he’s this bad.” said The Empath. John thought deeply about whether or not this was warranted and what The Derelict meant to him. If he had yesmen all around him, would he have even entered the grocery store? He stared longingly at one knot in the wooden wall; fixing his gaze on it while allowing all thoughts and memories to flow freely throughout his mind.
“John, are you good?” said The Empath shaking him. “Come on, you can do this!” The Empath said with the biggest grin on his face. Half of the items on his list were checked off. This puzzled John but the same strange familiarity washed over him. He approached the protein and was forced to make a selection. “Reach for that chicken johnny, it’ll get you real big and strong” exclaimed The Encyclopedia. John heeded the recommendation and went with a large chicken breast.
“Exhibit A: while in a confrontation with an officer of the law, this man made a snarky remark making the officer angry. This shows he wants to get hurt”
“First of all, it was funny. Second, you’re making a mountain out of a molehill. That officer hated us anyway”
In the courtroom, John’s mind wandered again. Why is The Derelict with me where ever I go, why don't I ever leave him behind? These thoughts of why and how went through John's mind but were interrupted by The Derelict looking at him, staring for far too long. Seconds, even minutes.
“You got a staring problem, John? Come on what kind of chips are we getting?” said The Derelict. “Right right, just get the normal ones.” The derelict threw his arms in the air before saying “Oh come on, you’re so boring, here try these”. The derelict put a bag of spicy Cheetos into John’s hands “These will change your world, they’ll blow your mind, trust me.” The Derelict ripped the bag out of his hands and threw them into the cart. John hates spicy foods
As John ventured onwards he couldn't help but notice that there were more items in his cart than he remembered. He thought to himself, do I always have gaps in my memory? How do I know if a memory is complete? How do I know if a memory is…
“Real. This happened as we know it. Last but not least. Exhibit D: February 13, 1998.
John shuttered. He tried to think about what happened to him that night. It was something big but he just couldn't graspit. “Think about it hard because you are our main witness.” The Authority said. John thought to himself, although it hurt to remember, he needed to. Was it me? No, no, was it? Maybe. No! God, I-
“I can't remember!” Screamed John. “Sir, are you ok?” said a worker from the store. “Sorry, I was being a bit dramatic. I forgot what was on my list!” said John in a shaken voice. The man responded, “Ok, if you need any help finding anything, just ask me”. “That poor guy, he just walked into that, I feel so bad for him.” said The Empath. ”But hey, we’re at the end of the list! That’s cool”. John sighed.
John walked across the whole store, one foot after the other, afraid of what came next. He needed to checkout. He scanned the store up and down for anything else to do but no luck. He could only do one thing. He needed to checkout. “Let’s go back to the courtroom,” he said in desperation. “You need to pay before leaving,” said The Encyclopedia. “What are you doing, just check out man.” said The Derelict. The Authority stare burned a hole through John’s soul. The fright alone made him start walking
As he proceeded down the aisles, his vision became blurry. The halls became infinite. He started stumbling around, almost falling, but not. The counter was found eventually and he got in line. Visions of the courtroom flashed through his eyes. He kept trying to remember what had happened, and who did it.
The cashier spoke up with small talk that John did not care for. “We have NO TIME for small talk. GO!” shouted the rage. The cashier started stuffing items into bags. Their hand was moving sporadically and they stared at John the entire time. The lights in the building were all turned off except the one above them. The spotlight cast a shadow, exaggerating the cashier’s features. Their nose was lengthened, their eyes, invisible. Their cheekbones were sharp as a razor. John couldn't take his eyes off them.
“Mr. Derelict, how do you plead to the charge of. Attempted. Murder.”
John sat up straight. His pupils dilated. He finally remembered what had happened. “It was him. He tried to kill me!” thought John. He found a certain sense of relief as though his life story was complete.
“Guilty”
“Would that be cash or card sir?” said the cashier. “No that will be it for me,” said John. “what are we going to do” The Authority whispered to John, “you’re the judge here”. “I never want to talk to this man ever again,” said John. “Say no more,” The Authority said while throwing a gavel over his shoulder and replacing it with a revolver. He pulled back the hammer and pointed the barrel at The Dereict’s head. “Woah, let’s slow it down, you-” Bang! The Authority squeezed the trigger and The Derelict fell to the floor. “Jesus Christ!” screamed John. “Sir, are you ok?” the cashier asked. “No, I'm not”. John said not before looking around. Everyone was arguing and The Authority seemed very proud. John ran out of the store without grabbing his stuff and got in his car, and sped away. Leaving his ‘friends’ behind.

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"yes sir. yes sir. but sir... uhh yeah... I mean... understood sir."
It was always a pleasure seeing Ezekiel interact with the founders, Ezekiel has both respect and disdain for them. There are times when he praises their assistance and times when he expresses his hate for them. overall I'm sure he's aware that the bottom line is they are in charge. I don't really think about the power dynamic much, I'm a grunt soldier that's just my trade. Unlike Ezekiel, I met a founder and he seemed like a normal down-to-earth young man I don't have reason to disrespect them. Besides myself only Agony and Lose have met a founder, they try to stay mysterious with the position they're holding. I'm assuming Ezekiel isn't the only agent who talks badly about them.
"Well, there's no getting out of this one, if they were right here id throw them into that cursed prison, 900,000 units? what are we? bottom tier chumps ."
"That's fine with me, did they activate my gear ?" I said stretching my limbs
"Yeah, they sent it." Ezekiel said putting his mechanical wristbands on and taking out his long-range "hybrid" brand rifle.
We made our way to the door. "hey stop right where you are" a voice from behind us announced. a guard with brass-rimmed goggles ran over. 'you can't enter the prison without a brief." she said lifting her goggles and squinting at us.
"uh sorry to play this card but we're AKA 2 and 4 I'm pretty sure that's below our security clearance chief. so just go back to the break room we have orders to go in" said Ezekiel glaring at her
"Well don't mean to play this card but the prison doesn't officially recognize your clearance at the top-secret-chasm level"
"We don't have time for this," said Ezekiel reaching for her uniform. she grasped his arm with insane speed and pushed him up against the wall holding his arm back. Ezekiel clocks her with his free arm with an elbow to the jaw and wrestles out of the hold and placing his rifle on her head.
"Everyone just relax, just give us the summary I'm sure that will work fine right ?" I said trying to defuse the situation.
"fine," she says the main three rules you should follow are:

1. don't get in a warden's way
2. prioritize the structural integrity of the prison and the cells
3. don't trust the prisoners

"That's it?" said Ezekiel annoyed.
"That's not all, I don't trust you so... Quincy!" another guard rushing by stopped to meet her gaze. "Quincy you're in charge of these two don't let me down kid, i can't have them slowing me down so just keep an eye on them. Quincy is in my unit he'll answer your questions and keep you from fucking shit up."
"dude I hate her," said Ezekiel as Quincy kept his eyes down and nervously put in the code
The lights flashed on and off as the door opened. My adrenaline pumped furiously. I placed a patch on my wrist with the label "focus". My body reacted to the patch intensely I could feel my dilating pupils and everything slowed down very slightly but I noticed. Ezekiel walks through the gate behind me pulling his mask onto his face.
"come to help me keep the peace? fine just try and keep up" said Jesus in a serious voice. he reached for his halo and split it. the halo shards formed into glowing golden twin daggers with runic etchings. He smirked at us both before taking off so fast the wind made me stagger. right behind him, the female guard from before took off in a different direction stopping only to stick her tongue out mockingly and sped up furiously.
"what a couple of assholes," said Ezekiel. We made our way down to level three, Quincy leading the way. we boarded the trans on level 1 and it floated down to level 2 and straight through the hall leading into level 3. Along the way, a few levels 2 APEs tried to reach out and grab us but they were quickly knocked out. it was pretty pathetic. For some reason, my eyes kept drifting to Quincy up ahead. I had never seen anything like it. A small almost toddler size human with a big wizard hat with runes etched on the sides. He had noticeably big soulless eyes and He was levitating up and down brandishing a small arm canon for a weapon that looked like if he shot it would send his little form flying. "we're here, don't let your guard down" he said in a soft but booming voice and it's like 3 people were talking at the same time.
Right as the trans came to a landing a body came flying at us shaking the pod*SHOOOO BOOM* slamming into the window and making it land sideways skidding to a screeching halt. Ezekiel blasted at the doors with his right wristband. It didn't break. I jumped up wedging my short sword in the crack and tried to pry it open and still it wouldn't budge. I noticed Quincy staring at me unimpressed as he pushed the open button and I fell off the top and back down onto the ground. Ezekiel laughed jumping onto the outside and pulling me up. "alright what's going on here." I said.
suddenly the ship was swept from underneath us. "Is that a golden bull?" I said staring at the creature who rammed into our ride as if it were made of foam. Ezekiel fired a shot at its chest. The bull began to blast steam out of its nose. unfazed by the shot. The bullet fell off him flattened into a disk and shot off small spikes that again did not faze the bull either but bounced off and back at Ezekiel. Who swatted them away stumbling back.
"It's brazen," said the little guard aiming his shaking canon at the bull. He was now carrying his fellow guard who was in bad shape after colliding with pod. "brazen the bull. he usually remains docile until he senses a male presence in the area when he will pursue them till he tramples them." he said in a fearful voice. "so he's a machine or something?" asked Ezekiel "presumably" responded the guard.
The steam had completely surrounded him. I squinted my eyes and my pupils searched frantically Suddenly loud thunderous clops sounded off from my left, the beast barreling towards us. Quincy fired off three blasts. The first exploded blue electricity missing the Brazen. the second hit, lighting him up red and clearing some steam, and the last one missed hitting the ground and burning green. Brazen didn't even falter blowing out more steam. "Ezekiel slow him down," I said taking off toward him. Ezekiel fired off a shot at his back right leg and another at his left. Cement-like foam gushed out of the right solidifying almost instantly and the left grew out thick black vines rooting into the ground. Brazen broke the cement almost instantly and fell over seemingly surprised at the strength of the vines. I approached touching my armband activating its kinetic energy absorber. I looked up at bull trying to find the right spot to attach the AI Scrambler. Brazen then did something that made me slow down to a stop. Its jaw unhinged mechanically and a white light glowed. He aimed at the vines and blasted pure light at the roots. His beady gold mechanical eyes noticed me and he swept his head across with the beam "fuck" I muttered as I dove to my right and sprinted narrowly avoiding the beam of destruction. The light flickered and suddenly cut off. "I did not expect that but seems you're all tuckered out," I said catching my breath. Suddenly brazen stood up, on two legs. He was a hulking mass, around 11 feet in height. his front hooves turned into three-finger hands and his head shifted into a proper position, he was now more like a brazen minotaur. How do you fight something twice your size twice your strength? There's always a way I thought to myself. still in awe but reacting he kicked me up surprisingly quickly breaking the impact absorber in my chest plate and overloading the kinetic energy reflector in my arm and blasting me up further. He swung a fist in my direction, I braced myself for impact until I noticed Ezekiel firing off another round. A shot flew into the cracks of that arm and out sprouted branches. I reacted quickly ducking the hit and reaching for the branches holding on tightly. Brazen shook furiously to get me off but I just climbed up further up for a better grip. More shots landed in his arm joints they grew fast, faster than he could rip them off. He charged at Ezekiel booming down the area. I struggled to hold on and activated the AI scrambler inside the cracks of his head which I guessed was where his brain was. He was fighting to stay conscious of tanking blasts from Quincy to the face still missing but ultimately brazen fell defeated. I fished around in his head for my AI scrambler and pocketed it. "handy as always" I muttered. “So this is level 3” I said observing the rubble of doors being blown off their hinges and locks. A corridor leading further down colored the signature blue.
We continued down the hall running into corpses here and there. Quincy was quiet. I could tell he was thinking about the deaths. His fellow guard passed away shortly after the encounter with brazen yet he clung on to her lying to himself that she was still ok. It was clear this was his first battle. I probably should have comforted him but I don't like to get attached to anyone at work, they all die so fast. "Hey, Quincy what's up with the body you're dragging around," asked Ezekiel. "come on man" I muttered to him. "I'm just asking, no big deal, no big deal right quince," he said smiling at me and Quincy. "This is my friend if I can get her to the warden I can heal her. he brought me back once after I got cut up real bad bled out even," said Quincy. "Your girlfriend?" said Ezekiel kicking the head off a PE. "no way, just a friend. I've abandoned finding a partner in this life. My true purpose is my service. I was born alone and a monster and ill die a lonely monster. At least if I can save her ill have a friend along the way" said Quincy. "jeez man that's kind of sad. You just have to start a cult or infiltrate a cult and kill its leader. I've seen a couple of people find happiness that way" responded Ezekiel. "not really my thing, I was raised in the prison. I've lived in level 1 my whole life. the only thing I ever did that I'm proud of is making a couple of friends and joining the guard, this is my life" said Quincy. "What is your deal? Monster or experiment?" asked Ezekiel. "I'm not sure, it's actually classified. my own birth is classified to me. I know that my body is about as frail as a child and my mind emits waves. I use magic so I guess I'm a mage. " said Quincy "damn that sucks maaaan... holy shiii-" Ezekiel was interrupted by the roof and floor around him and Quincy collapsing.
I turned around reaching for his hand and missing. Two others fell from the roof down right after them, not guards or prisoners. I took out my radio and radioed down to Ezekiel. "Zeke you ok man?" I waited for a few minutes. "yeah we're good. The roof sealed above us." he said and I heard him fire a few shots at the roof.*ping* *crash* "AKA Judas head to the end of the hall. You can meet up with us if you can phone the warden to open the gate to level 4 for you. Or if you can find the leader of the level 3 unit." said that soft booming voice of Quincy. "Roger that," I said collecting myself and continuing down the hall.
I heard voices up ahead. I hid behind some rubble and looked over. A thin-looking person about 5'4" ish clad in black scarves and holding a smoking black dagger stood across from a funny-looking man with a plain white shirt, black shorts, and a top knot around 5'10" with a bastard sword. "have at the foolish ninja. you've crossed paths with Adrian master of swords and weapons drop your weapons and avoid execution" the one in the black jumped into the shadows. "spineless coward, not to say I blame him" he said lowering his sword. Then suddenly swiping unbelievably fast stopping the person in black midair. Failed to block the second knife cutting his arm. " I only take orders from the blazing empire, the 1st special ops company does not acknowledge your authority," said the person before being launched back into the shadows by the swordsman's sword. The bandit jumped from shadow to shadow clashing with the swordsman over and over. *cling, clang*, the metal clashed over and over messing with the swordsman's footing. "ENOUGH," said the swordsman slamming his sword into the ground while the bandit was sent back into the shadows by the blast of air given off by the blade. He pulled out his sword in the shape of a katana now. "I have prayed to the blade for the weapon to defeat you. This is the form it chose." he cut the air which the bandit narrowly dodged. Something fell to the ground. A bloody ear. A flurry of swipes ensued cutting the walls into rubble. The bandit did their best to land attacks on the swordsman. Despite the average look of the man he was surprisingly elusive and athletic. The bandit, however, was not looking good covered in bloody cuts all over, and even their scarves began to fall off. They darted in my direction and I readied myself. Right as I saw the black figure pass over my head I grabbed its leg and pulled them down. As they looked back in surprise their head came clean off. I let go in surprise. Briefly, I studied my surroundings, my figure was highly visible against the blue walls of the halls of the prison, and the swordsman landed in front of me. I quickly hid in another room, without my gear I wouldn't stand a chance against a PE like that.
The swordsman stared in shock at the bandit. "no, a woman? You're so beautiful had I known I would not have judged you so harshly. your all exposed I mustn't look. "what a freakin weirdo man" I thought letting out a chuckle." who goes there" he said forgetting about the bandit for a moment. he took off his shirt and laid it over the woman and walked in my direction.
I was preparing my handgun when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn't move and saw a bird fly off my shoulder into the corridor. A blue macaw I think. I stopped moving for a moment. I know this one, the macaw was a nearly extinct species of bird, and from what I remember this was the last of its kind. The story claimed a witch has cursed this bird and from then on anyone it perceived as a threat would die a painful death at its hands, or should I say talons. I remember when I caught it. I just walked up and picked it up gently but on the ride here it freaked out in the lobby and it took hundreds of tranquilizers to take him down. The swordsman stared at the bird. "oh, just a crow." he said dumbly. I Palmed my face. The swordsman somehow picked up the sound and unsheathe his katana. The bird began its transformation. The swordsman jumped back but not expecting the arm that grabbed him and threw him into the metal wall. An ear-piercing screech fest erupted as the macaw transformed fully into the beast-like form. The macaw's serrated beak latched onto his arm and flailed him around bursting through the wall. The swordsman screamed in agony hitting his beak unsuccessfully with his blade *dink dink*. Then the swordsman got an idea and plunged his blade into the macaw's shoulder "one. two THREE" he said stabbing at his attacker. The beast screeched opening his maw and smacking the swordsman away. the swordsman crashed into the ground letting out some tears of pain as he tried to stop the bleeding on his arm. he plunged his sword into the ground and suddenly his muscles tightened around the wound and the bleeding stopped. "I will slay you," he said taking out a giant breaker blade from the ground. He stopped. the macaw screeched louder and louder and then he didn't. The swordsman stared at the sight of a woman with a scalpel removing the macaw's organs "fascinating just fascinating" the bird beast was splayed and pinned to the ground with a giant syringe inserted into his head. standing atop the beast was the guard from the lobby.
I stepped out keeping my gun trained on the swordsman and backing toward the guard. "oh hey it's you again, the AKA from the lobby." she said pulling her goggles up off her eyes. "what's your name again". "AKA Judas I’m trying to find my group, I need to get to level 4 but the floor reinforced itself after two unknown individuals broke into level 4." I said "that complicates things," she said stomping the ground "AKA Judas, I’m platoon leader of the level 3 guard Dr. Meredith Insano Ph.D. nice to meet you. don't worry about him, he's with me. we're actually on our way to level 4 you can tag along.". "wait you said don't trust the prisoners, how can we trust him," I said confused "hey dummy was I talking to me or was I talking to you? besides Adrian is harmless, to me anyway," she said nonchalantly. Adrian waved at me smiling and said "sup dude". I stared at them in disbelief tucking away my gun and shrugging following suit.
The Dr. input the code and scanned her hand into the pad then the doors opened slowly. "finally, we've been waiting on our ticket out of here." a towheaded blue and red lizardman wearing a crown stepped out from behind a pillar." we need that one." he said pointing at the Doctor. "not happening" I said firing at his head he parried the bullet with a large sword made of crudely melted down blades he must have found. He crawled up the wall flinging sharp objects like needles and knives. He threw himself in the elevator as the door closed on his tail and legs. I fired at him but he became invisible. “Camouflage,” I said annoyed. The space in the elevator was pretty big about 15 feet in height and 50 feet of space. Adrian traced the room dragging his sword along every space of the wall. I didn't have my gear so I was at a loss. The Dr. was completely unbothered by our straggler pulling needles out of her face. “It doesn't matter, he dropped his sword and is regrowing his legs he's not a threat right now. I painted a line around me and a line on the roof above me. If he crossed that circle in either direction he would give himself up. Not full proof but just for my peace of mind.
I sat down and wondered what we might meet in level 4.

Context: As they face off in the Webway, Vulkan, primarch of the Salamanders, exchanges barbed words with Magnus, lord of the Thousand Sons. Magnus, over and over, tries to justify and excuse everything he has done, tries to paint his cause as just, and Vulkan just isn't having any of it. A few bits have been emboldened for emphasis.
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In his dreams, his brother still looked like his brother. The landscape around them was a volcanic nightmare – a realm of black skies and boiling earth; a dragon’s delight. The two brothers took counsel together in psychic silence, the two of them facing one another here in the arena of the unreal.
His brother was the one to bring them both here each time. And if it wasn’t his brother’s will, then it was the whim of the things with their talons around his brother’s heart. Vulkan no longer believed there was a difference.
When he saw his reflection in a pool of volcanic glass, he appeared the way he felt: weary to the point of ruination – a fact he could mask easily enough in the Throne Room, yet had no hope of hiding here. In this place, he appeared as a dragon on the edge of decrepitude. His scales no longer shimmered with an emerald lustre; instead they were faded to flawed jade. His eyes, which had been searing red, were tight and dull with torment. Even the fire within him was down to an ember, a guttering flicker of warmth.
His brother, the Sorcerer, descended slowly in a haze of purifying light. The light warmed the Dragon. It quickened his blood and reknit the throbbing internal breaches inside his body. It promised true healing, if he would only stop resisting it.
‘I hate seeing you like this,’ his brother said. Compassion shone in the Sorcerer’s one eye. ‘It needn’t be this way, brother.’
‘You are not my brother.’ The Dragon grunted as he shifted his pained form. Even his bones ached. They sent pulses of cold through the meat of his muscles.
‘You still deny me,’ the Sorcerer said, the words rich with regret. ‘Do I not bring you here, to Nocturne, to ease your spirit?’
The Dragon managed a laugh, though it tasted of dust instead of fire. ‘This is not Nocturne,’ he said. ‘The stars hang where they should in the sky, yet they shine wrong in the black. The chemical processes of the rocks are exact, yet the stone feels wrong to the touch. This is Nocturne through the eyes of someone that has seen my home world but never understood it. Someone that never loved it.’
The Dragon, despite his throbbing joints, bared his fragile fangs in a tired smile. ‘Someone,’ he added, ‘or something.’
The Sorcerer went to one knee, the very image of unthreatening reverence. His voice, trembling with emotion, scarcely rose above a whisper. ‘I am still me, brother. I speak only the truth.’
The Dragon sighed another ashy breath. ‘The truth, if it even matters in dreams, is that my brother died long ago. You are not Magnus. You are an impossible god’s idea of Magnus.’
Laughter echoed all around them. The laughter of a thousand mocking voices, delighted at a joke only one of the brothers could ever understand. The Dragon crawled back from the chorus of mad mirth. All while the Sorcerer stood in silence, radiating compassion, radiating patience and understanding.
‘How can you not hear that laughter?’ the Dragon asked him. ‘You are mocked, mocked without end, by the god you pretend you do not pray to.’
‘There is no laughter,’ said Magnus the Red. ‘I hear nothing but your lies, Vulkan.’
The Dragon gave a weary smile with a mouthful of cracked fangs. ‘Enough. Enough of you, and enough of the thing animating you. Leave me be.’
‘Let me in,’ countered the Sorcerer. ‘This is only the beginning of your pain, brother. I’ve foreseen far greater agony in your future, agony even you cannot endure. But that pain will end with the mercy I bring. In place of devastation, I offer you enlightenment.’
The Dragon dared not turn his back on his one-eyed brother, even here in dreams. He withdrew slowly, crawling over the rocks, his slitted gaze never leaving the Sorcerer.
‘Let me in,’ Magnus said again. ‘How much strength does father have left? How much time remains in His performative defiance? An hour? A day? The sky above the ash cloud seethes with the gods’ arrival. The Khan is finished. Guilliman is still lost in the endless black. Angron bathes the Palatine Ring in Imperial blood, and soon he will break Sanguinius. Fate sings of all of this, Vulkan. I will reach the webway portal. I will break father’s barrier. In a million futures, I already have. Don’t make me break you with it.’
The Dragon gave a growl. ‘I am not sure I can be broken.’
‘You can die, Vulkan. You can be unmade. Everything of mortal origin can be unwoven with the lullaby of obliteration. Please don’t make me be the one to end you.’
‘Does this fate of yours sing of that, too?’
Magnus smiled. ‘It grieves me to admit it, brother, but yes. To oppose me is to suffer annihilation. I wish it were not so. And it need not be so.’
The Dragon managed to return the smile. He was too weary to be amused, but the Sorcerer’s insistencies still kindled something like mirth deep within.
‘Of the many failures in our family,’ the Dragon said through clenched teeth, ‘you stand exalted above the rest of us, wrapped so comfortably in your delusions. At least the others have the courage to face up to what they’ve become. Only you, Magnus… Only you still – still – cannot see who you really are.’
The Dragon kept crawling, slowly retreating. The sky fractured with knives of laughter. The illusion before him broke apart.
Magnus was gone. Or, rather, Magnus was finally there. The Sorcerer was no longer Vulkan’s brother; he was a towering monstrosity, a beast of cloven hooves and with a crown of fire, a monster with wings that shed mother-of-pearl feathers. The Dragon stared at this thing, this thing of mutation and mutilation, this thing that stank of all the lies it didn’t know it had devoured.
‘There you are.’ The Dragon breathed the words, feeling the fire awaken inside, tasting the smoke running between his sore teeth. ‘There you are, brother.’

Then, just before their duel in the Webway ends, we have this exchange:

Magnus was down on one knee, his wings broken, his face a cracked portrait.
‘No more, Vulkan.’ He dribbled the words through a crushed jaw. ‘No more.’
Vulkan circled the downed creature, red eyes narrowed for even the merest movement. The daemonic blood on his hammer steamed with the smell of a funeral pyre. He didn’t trust his brother’s vulnerability, and he saw his caution reflected at him in Magnus’ blood-webbed eye.
‘I sense the energies you have wrought,’ said Vulkan. ‘Thinner, weaker, but still curling in the air around us. You are still attacking father.’
He expected Magnus to laugh. Instead, the sorcerer sighed.
‘You deal with forces you do not comprehend. Killing me may let the Emperor breathe easier, but it will not free Him from the Golden Throne.’
Vulkan’s tone was ice and iron. ‘Nevertheless, you die.’
‘So finish it.’ Magnus hunched over, lowering his head for the executioner’s blow. ‘Save the Emperor. Let ignorance triumph over truth.’
Vulkan hesitated.
‘Can you afford to wait any longer, little dragon?’ Magnus slowly raised his head, and in his gaze was the mockery Vulkan had been expecting. ‘Where is your urgency now? Where is all that righteousness?’
Knowing it was a trap, knowing he had no choice but to spring it, Vulkan raised his hammer. As it fell, the world turned.
It wasn’t blackness, this time. He saw planets turning in the deep night, beautiful no matter their colours or surface conditions, beautiful for their infinite complexity. Vulkan never looked at a planet and saw territory, cities or resources. He saw a geological jewel, a sphere formed by astrophysical law and the geo-mathematical processes that bound it all together. Each world was unique, shaped just so. He believed there was beauty in that.
He drifted through space, descending to one world until it was a plateau beneath him of hazy blue atmosphere and immense wilderness. He knew it at once.
‘Prospero,’ said Magnus, by his side.
His brother wasn’t a daemon. Magnus was the man he’d been long ago: red of skin, darkened further by the sun, clad in a toga of white silk. He smelled of ink, fine parchment and lies.
‘I thought we could speak,’ the sorcerer said. ‘One last time.’
Vulkan tensed, preparing to–
‘No, brother.’ Magnus showed his pale red palms, bare of any weapon. ‘No time is passing. In the Labyrinth of the Old Ones, our hands are around each other’s throats, with death yet to be decided. Here, we exist between heartbeats.’
Vulkan stared into his brother’s remaining eye. ‘I believe you,’ he said.
Magnus gave a tired smile. ‘It has been a long time since I heard those words.’
Prospero turned beneath them. Vulkan gazed at the wild lands of the vast Pangean continent, and the distant silver pinprick of Tizca, the world’s only city.
‘Speak, then.’
‘And you will listen?’
Vulkan nodded.
‘Very well. This is what I would have you understand, brother. The Imperium is the lie we tell ourselves, to make sense of a reality we fear to face. We tell each other that it is necessary. That we do what must be done. That whatever might replace it would be worse. But look at all we do not say. Father is a tyrant, and you, out of all of us, should have seen that first. The Imperium is built on the lies of a would-be god and the violence of His crusade. What benevolent monarch instigates a crusade?
‘Under the Emperor, we have perpetuated a holy war that has sucked worlds dry of resources and cost billions upon billions of lives. We have spent life like meaningless currency, all because one man said we must. How many cultures have we annihilated, Vulkan? How many have we assimilated and robbed of their vitality, replacing innovation with conformity? How much knowledge have we destroyed because father decided no one was allowed to learn it?’
Vulkan considered this. The planet rolled on, sedate and slow despite its relative astronomical speed. He realised he wasn’t wounded here. He wore his armour, but it was pristine, not the scraps of torn ceramite left to him on the bridge.
‘This is how it got to you, isn’t it?’ Vulkan knew the answer even as he asked the question. ‘The creature that gouged its way inside your soul and laid its eggs there. The thing that pulls on your strings. Did it promise you knowledge? Did it paint the Emperor as the death of enlightenment?’
Magnus’ expression answered for him. Long red hair fell to frame his face, and the sorcerer brushed it back from his cheeks.
‘The Imperial Truth is a lie. The empire we built cannot be reformed, only overthrown. From violence it was born, and in violence it must end. Don’t you see? Once the board is swept clean, we can start again with our eyes open, aware of the truths of the universe.’
‘You make this sound like a principled stand,’ said Vulkan. ‘As if all you have done, all Horus has done, could ever be justified.’
Magnus turned to him sharply. ‘I? What do I have to justify? Each time I was attacked, I defended myself. Each time they tried to silence me, I made sure to speak out. The Imperium lavished punishments upon my Legion, draping its hypocrisy over us as a funeral shroud. We fought back.’
Vulkan met Magnus’ gaze, seeing the ironclad surety there. This was futile, he knew it, yet the words came forth anyway.
‘Look at the horrors your side has unleashed upon Terra. The massacres, the mutations. Magnus, you are taking part in the extinction of your species… You cannot truly think you have done nothing wrong. Even you, brother. Even you, in your arrogance, cannot believe this is justified.’
‘Necessity justifies all. And this is necessary. Without this primeval force, without this Chaos, there will be stagnation. Ignorance instead of illumination. Existence instead of life. I did not write the laws of our universe, brother. I take no joy in the truth of reality. But I won’t hide from it.’
Vulkan looked at him as if he spoke in another tongue. ‘Necessary, you say.’ Magnus nodded, and Vulkan continued, ‘Necessary according to whom? The alien god that exalted you and now demands you commit genocide?’
Magnus clenched his teeth, and the world turned…
…but not far. It turned to reveal Tizca, City of Light, metropolis of white pyramids and silver spires. The city was aflame beneath them, burning from the raining hellfire of an Imperial fleet. The golden vessels of the Emperor’s chosen. The sleek black hunting ships of the Silent Sisters. The many, many warships in the storm-cloud grey of the Space Wolves.
‘The Razing of Prospero.’ There was murder in Magnus’ eye. Murder and sorrow. ‘Bear witness to our brother Russ, bringing death to my home world and all its people. Tell me, Vulkan, would you have reacted with temperance to this, had it been the destruction of Nocturne?’
Vulkan didn’t need to stare at the orbital bombardment. He’d read the reports, he’d seen the picts and the footage and spoken to many of the Custodians that took part in the ground assault. Nothing unfolding here was a revelation he wished to experience twice.
‘Russ was lied to by Horus, deceived into attacking.’
‘I know. It changes nothing.’
‘But it should. You, who value truth so highly, willingly align yourself with the one that engineered Prospero’s death. And when the Space Wolves fleet arrived in your sky, what did you do, Magnus? Did you try to enlighten Russ? Did you use your power to prevent the assault? Or did your belief in your own persecution leave you assuming the worst of the Emperor’s intentions? All witness accounts say you languished in your tower, welcoming the destruction as your penance, until you decided to fight in the final hours, when it was far too late to stop the massacre.’
Vulkan gestured to the destruction raining from the upper atmosphere: lance strikes, drop pods, the slower trails of gunships making their descent. ‘Why would the Emperor order you and your entire Legion dead? Did you not stop to wonder at the scale of this misunderstanding?’
Magnus laughed at the questions, the sound wet and bitter. He gestured away from the burning city, and the world turned, falling away.
They were in the webway again, but no longer upon the lost bridge. They drifted through the oval tunnels, following angles that hurt the human eye. Always ahead of them, an avatar of fire blazed through the tunnels, shattering the wraithbone membranes without heed, blind and deaf to the horde of daemons surging into the webway in its wake.
‘I did this,’ said Magnus. ‘I thought He wished to punish me for ruining His Great Work.’ For a moment, Magnus paused, gazing at the host of Neverborn darkening the tunnels, as if seeing them for the first time.
‘But how was I to know? He refused to tell me of His grand plan. If He had told me…’
Vulkan resisted the urge to spit at the sudden foul taste on his tongue. ‘Again, you see the worst in all others, absolving yourself of blame. Why did you need to know of the Great Work? You were warned not to toy with the warp. We all were. But you couldn’t resist. You believed that you knew more, that you knew best. And why is it that you alone lament being kept unapprised of father’s plans? Why is Sanguinius not enraged that he never knew of the Webway Project? Why am I not enraged that I was kept ignorant of it? Why did you need to know?’
Magnus’ eye gleamed with the reflection of the burning icon ahead. His former self, years before, racing to warn the Emperor of Horus’ betrayal. Reducing the webway to unsanctified rubble with his passing.
‘Had I known the truth, I would never have… done what I did. Father should have told me.’
Vulkan laughed, unable to believe what he was hearing. ‘How could father have predicted you would defy His one command? Not only did you use the warp against His orders, you fuelled your psychic warning with human sacrifice. How could any of us have known you were capable of such barbarity?’
Magnus exhaled slowly, his hands clutching the folds of his toga. He spoke a word of power, and the world turned.
They were in the Throne Room. The blazing avatar had incarnated before the scientists and techno-magicians of the Emperor’s secret work. It had forced the webway portal open, making it radiate wounded light. Already, it grew dark with the silhouettes of daemons as they drew near.
The Custodians present – precious few of them, for how could they have anticipated the sudden death of the Emperor’s dream? – opened fire on the image of ghostly flame. It ignored their paltry defiance, and it ignored the explosions its arrival had birthed across the great laboratory. It hovered before the Emperor, like some spectre of religious revelation from the ancient tomes, when such things were believed by credulous men.
‘I had to warn Him,’ said Magnus, watching the scene.
‘No,’ Vulkan said gently. ‘You believed you had to warn Him. You believed as you always believe – that you knew best, that you had to act, that you alone knew what had to be done. And never once did you think, through all this destruction, that there was something deceiving you.’
The sorcerer glared at him. ‘Why do you speak to me as if I were a lowly pawn in this game of regicide? The Warmaster and the Emperor both know I am the most valuable piece on the board.’
Vulkan was unmoved by the sorcerer’s words, and by the cataclysm playing out before him. His tone was patient, as it had been in the days before the war.
‘Vanity is what leads you, Magnus. You choke on arrogance, unable to see you are the architect of your own downfall. All the others, all of Horus’ broken monsters, at least they can see the bars of their cages. Even Horus, driven out of his mind to serve as a hive for the Pantheon, knows in his soul’s core that he has lost control. You are the only one that still believes he is free.’
In silence, Magnus shook his head. The world turned with the motion.
They remained in the Throne Room, but the great machines were over­loaded and black, slain by esoteric forces, and the industry of the laboratory was replaced by the militancy of a garrison presence. It was no longer a place of vision – it was a barracks. And it was closer to Now. This was how the Throne Room had looked when Vulkan had last been here.
Vulkan and Magnus were present at this point in the recent past, as well as drifting through it in their current incarnations. They watched themselves at the foot of the Golden Throne: Vulkan implacable but for the regret lining his features; Magnus manifest as a being of light, shimmering in and out of the layers of reality perceptible to the human eye.
‘Here,’ said the Magnus of Now, watching the Magnus of Then. ‘Here is where I made my choice. You saw the Emperor make His final offer to me. You heard Him promise me a new Legion, if I would only forsake Horus and come back to you all. A matter of mere weeks ago, brother. Will you tell me you’ve forgotten it?’
Vulkan sighed. He seemed suddenly weary.
‘That is not what transpired here, Magnus. The last unstained shard of your soul burst into the Throne Room and begged to be saved. With a heavy heart, father refused you. That is what I saw. That is what happened.’
Magnus’ laughter was blunt, practically a derisive bark. ‘And you say I’m the one who has been deceived?’
Vulkan was too tired to rise to the bait. He met derision with solemnity.
‘This thing that runs through you, this chaotic force you proclaim as freedom, is not a disease to be caught on contact. It is the layer of emotion behind reality, a poison that has achieved near sentience. It makes its prey into willing victims in their own damnation. You are riven by it, Magnus. Hollowed out by it.
‘And it was already in your Legion, in your sons’ blood and genetic code, in the form of the Flesh Change. And when you dealt with the Pantheon, believing you had cured your children, all you really achieved was a deepening of the taint, hiding it from sight, delaying the inevitable. This thing, this force, cannot be cured, Magnus. You cannot pray it away once the rot sets in. Once you are on the Path… your fate is sealed.’
‘Wait, Vulkan. Wait. How can this be? How do you know all of this?’
In the silence that reigned in the wake of those words, the Throne Room began to fade. Golden mist hazed its way around them, revealing patches of wraithbone architecture.
Vulkan was relentless, his voice growing firmer. ‘How could the Emperor ever trust you now? Why would He offer you a new Legion, let alone a place at His side? You dreamed up your own redemption, just to give yourself something to rage against. Because you need to feel as though you are the one choosing, not having the choices made for you. The creature that exalted you will never let you see the chains that bind you to its will.’
The mist was everywhere, thickening. Magnus felt the change upon him, and beneath the sensation of power was a pull, a wrenching, the sensation of a trillion filaments woven into the cells of his body, dragging at him.
‘How…?’ Magnus asked, barely above a breath. Where the mist touched him, his flesh was darkening, swelling. The shadows of ragged wings loomed above his shoulders. ‘How do you know all of this?’
Vulkan remained in place, saying nothing, doing nothing.
‘Who are you?’ demanded Magnus.
The world turned, and this time it wasn’t moved by Magnus’ will.
The first strike of the hammer pounded Magnus to the wraithbone ground, a magma flow of ectoplasm running from his riven skull. The second cracked the bones of one wing, splintering the spine and shoulder blade beneath. The third eradicated the daemon’s right hand, rendering it into dissolving paste.
Breathless, standing over the paralysed remnant of his mutated brother, Vulkan raised his hammer. In the same moment, Magnus somehow lifted his head. The sorcerer stared past Vulkan, over his executioner’s shoulder. Either he saw nothing, or he saw without the use of his eye, which was a burst fruit of a thing, turned to leaking pulp in its shattered socket.
‘Wait,’ the daemon wheezed, the word ruined by the graveyard of his teeth. ‘Father. Wait.’
Father is far from here, Vulkan almost said, wondering what visions were conjured in his brother’s dying mind. But he saw the fear on Magnus’ face, imprinted with the lines of regret. It was enough to make him hesitate.
I don’t have to do this.
But he did. Not just because it would free the Emperor from the sorcerer’s assault, not just because thousands were dying in front of the Eternity Gate, but because this was how the Archenemy drilled inside a heart and soul. The creatures sank their tendrils into a person’s hesitations, cracking them open to become doubts. They caressed along the edges of someone’s virtues, heightening them, souring them into flaws.
They would do the same with Vulkan’s mercy. Mercy was how the Pantheon would welcome him, and how he would begin to do their will. He would trust someone that breathed deceit. He would spare the life of a man that must die.
And he would feel righteous, as his nine traitorous brothers felt righteous, deaf to the laughter of the gods as he moved to their etheric melodies. Like his brothers, he would believe it was his own virtue guiding his hand.

So my wife and I've been together for about 2.5 years and married for about 6 months and we've been living together a little bit longer than we've been married. And recently her lunatic cousin moved next to us, well more like a block away but it feels like she moved into our house.
My wife is very introverted and doesn't have many friends or make new ones easily so she kinda attached herself to her cousin since they grew up together. But her cousin is extremely immature and it's affecting my wife's behaviour.
She moved near us 2 months ago and they've been hanging out nonstop. But they are constantly doing something stupid or getting in trouble because her cousin is a loose cannon. For example they both got arrested last month because her cousin was doing a burnout at a stoplight. And when the cops came they yelled at both of them and her cousin kept flipping the cops every 5 seconds mid sentence thinking she's funny. They both got arrested and released an hour later but still. My wife never gets in trouble.
Another thing is they recently went mountain biking. But they didn't go regular mountain biking, they went downhill mountain biking. My wife doesn't mountain bike at all, we might bike around our neighborhood. But now her cousin gave her one of her full suspension bikes and I watched a video of my wife busting her ass trying to do a "drop".
And it's all shit like that. She also got me in a bad relationship with my neighbor. I have a grumpy neighbor that I've been trying to not get into a fight with but she did it for me. The first time he yelled at her like he does at everyone she told him "Just keep watering your flowers you old fart" and waved as she went in my house.
The thing she's actually really intelligent and good at making a quick buck, but she doesn't teach my wife that. She teaches her to act like a 15 year old. My wife is changing, but won't listen. How do I tell someone to stop hanging with someone they grew up with? Especially since she's so happy to have a close friend in her cousin... What do I do?

I (35m) have been with my SO for 5 years (30f).
My SO is very popular and extroverted. Feeds off meeting people and talking to people. Also very relaxed and calm. Anything I want to do goes - night with the boys? Sure. Go away with work 2 weekends in a row? Not bothered.
However, it's started to move from doesn't mind to doesn't care. And here we are.
Over the years her urge for socializing has increased (especially following the pandemic) but I'm being left behind.
We're talking nights out with friends, holidays abroad, work events - her schedule is full. It would be anywhere from 2-4 nights a week.
She has groups of friends who I actually know some of them - but when they go for a night out, an invite is never extended my way.
You know some nights at a weekend you say to your SO - oh so and so are going to a bar tonight, you can tag along if you like? Well - I never get that.
Part of me feels weird saying this, it's healthy to have separate friendship groups. I'm not expecting an invite every time or be joined at the hip... I'm just never invited. That's the thing. Never. To anything.
In March she must've gone "out" about 12 nights. I wasn't included in a single one. We didn't do a single date night or anything.
I sometimes feel if we didn't live together we wouldn't see each other.
This is starting to trigger me responding unhealthily.. resentment is building and I just think fine. I'll overbook my calendar then. See how you like it.
But the other part of me thinks maybe I should take the lead. Start doing exciting things and inviting her. Make the effort and be the bigger person, and addressing the issue.
I've tried raising it and communicating, and I might get a couple of date nights but it all just reverts to type.
I'd just say at this point it's pretty depressing.
TLDR; I feel purposefully excluded from social events by my SO. I'm torn between being petty and returning it as a "see how it feels", trying even harder to try and repair us "doing things together", or just abandoning the relationship because my SO shouldn't be doing this if she cared about me.

Hi All,
I've been working with psychics for about 4 months now, I've been through a lot of bumps in the road with it and some uncanny and accurate experiences but nothing predicted has come to pass yet. I work with psychics that get rave reviews and five stars only- while it's good it's still subjective. He's been telling me that I'm gonna reconnect with someone soon I just need to leave it be, that they want to be the one to approach me and open the door first, I've been told that they think of me everyday and that there are a lot of good things with this person coming my way "even if I don't believe it" - His words. However he's given me timelines like 12 days, 7 days, 8 days, 2 weeks, and I've seen nothing, he supposed to be remarkable with timing according to other customers. And I know that timelines are not a fixed thing or indefinite because of free will so for my own sanity I've tried not to think of them- but their passing stresses me out.
Should I be skeptical with the timelines not coming to fruition or continue to believe? He has been able to pick up things and situtations without me mentioning as if he had been there looking over my shoulder the whole time. It was powerful, had it not been for some of those specific experiences I wouldn't be believing. One example would be I was about to give up all together on this person I want to reconnect with because they reacted badly to me reaching out. After that I called not looking for what I wanted to hear but some peace, honesty, comfort, a way forward- From the get go he KNEW, he even knew who I was without me having to introduce myself! He had only spoken to me once before a month ago. He started right in; I didn't have to explain a word of the situation either.
"She's not mad she's just talking out of emotion! Just wait, she'll come forward but she's very cautious and you need to give her the time to do that." He even explained that had I waited things would've unfolded a lot quicker- well shame on me for not knowing and my human ways getting the best of me.
But seriously what should I do with the timelines not lining up as he said? Be skeptical or not?

Manifest The Arcane Wonder (F) Playlist
The Meta is recited prior to the main list of affirmations.
Layer 2
(Meta 2) Only the one who commissioned the original Sigil of Kel'Atar may rightfully claim the name Kel'Atar. Only manifestation targets designated by Kel'Atar may be used in association with the Sigil of Kel'Atar. Only Kel'Atar may become The Indomitable Spirit.
Layer 3
(Meta 3) All who try to copy, modify, or corrupt the work of Kel'Atar fail in their attempt. All who gaze upon the Sigil of Kel'Atar help attract my chosen manifestation target. All my attributes affected by the Sigil of Kel'Atar are supernaturally enhanced, improve over time, and improve with use.
Main list of affirmations for Manifest The Arcane Wonder (F):
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(Affirmation Intention) I calm my mind and relax. I enter a state of peace. I am open and receptive to these affirmations. I acknowledge and accept these affirmations. I am increasingly calmed and relaxed by these affirmations.
(Devotion) I extend my inner thoughts to include these affirmations. I assert these affirmations as my own thoughts. I devote my mind to these affirmations.
(Exponential Manifestation) I set my intention with these affirmations. I manifest my intention in a desired reality. I attract my desired reality at an exponential rate. I instantly merge my current and desired reality to become one. I transmute reality through elevated emotions and intention.
(Emotion Mantra) I feel all positive emotions present in my mind with great intensity. I feel safe, secure, and protected. I feel nurtured, nourished, and blessed. I feel passion, pleasure, and acceptance. I feel good, happy, and creative. I feel empowered, balanced, and free. I feel joy, hope, and gratitude. I feel love and bliss. I am patient and peaceful. I am calm and relaxed. I enter a serene state of mind. I reach a state of tranquility. I am well. All is well.
Layer 2
(Transformation (Arcanian)) I am a mystical arcane being. I am a true Arcanian. I am The Arcane Wonder.
(Higher Self) I am my ideal higher self's physical manifestation.
(Beauty (Arcanian)) I am supernaturally beautiful and physically perfect. I am lovely, alluring, and captivating. I project mystical and arcane beauty.
(Presence (Arcanian)) I project a compelling mystical aura. I effortlessly gather devoted friends, followers, and allies. I receive great favor, love, and appreciation. I am trusted and adored by all. I radiate an enchanting supernatural presence and may willfully emit a peaceful arcane glow.
(Auric Field Enhancement) My auric field is powerful and expansive. My auric field transmutes all negative energy into positive energy. My souls light shines brightly.
(Mind Protection) My mental protection is supreme and infinitely powerful. I am impervious to mental attacks. I am immune to negative influence and manipulation. I am shielded from mental and psychological harm. My mind is always protected.
(Personality (Arcanian)) I am wondrous, dynamic, and a harbinger of change. I am friendly, kind, modest, and respectful. I am very outgoing, try new things, and explore new boundaries.
(Eyes (Arcanian)) My eyes are a beautiful color ideal for my appearance. My eyes are vibrant, alluring, and seductive. My eyes are wondrous and captivating.
(Face) My smile is delightful and charmingly beautiful. My jawline is symmetrical and perfect. My chin is incredibly alluring. My nose is lovely, straight, and perfect. My face is gorgeous and captivating.
(Hair (Arcanian)) My hair is a beautiful color ideal for my appearance. My hair is supernaturally beautiful. My hair grows to an ideal length and fullness. My fast growing hair perfectly styles and positions. My eyebrows are presented perfectly and match beautifully with my hair.
(Mouth) My teeth are beautiful and in perfect condition. My teeth are perfectly aligned and symmetrical. My teeth are quickly restored to their ideal state. My teeth are healthy, strong, and pearly white.
(Skin (Arcanian)) My skin is healthy, vibrant, and beautiful. My skin is radiant and glows with supernatural beauty. My skin is immaculate. My skin is perfect and pleasing to the touch.
(Aroma and Cleanliness) I only emanate pleasant smells. I produce little odor or none at all. I am always fresh and clean.
(Female) I am biologically and reproductively female. I exhibit positive feminine traits. I am physically feminine. I willfully control my reproductive cycle. My entire reproductive cycle is clean with no burden or discomfort. My offspring are easy to teach, nurture, and raise.
(Age and Appearance) I physically develop and conform to my ideal appearance.
(Genitals and Sexual Characteristics) My genitals are flawless and supernaturally beautiful. My genitals are ideal for immense sexual gratification. My genitals are perfect for pleasure and reproduction. My sex characteristics are all well developed and supernaturally perfect.
(Sexual Function) My reproductive systems are healthy and fully functioning. I willfully control my sexual functions with ease. My reproductive fluids taste and smell pleasant.
(Sexuality) My sexuality is healthy and morally righteous. I am supernaturally gifted in sexual activity. I desire passionate sex with a loving sexual partner. I experience highly pleasurable supplemental sexual activities. I mindfully explore sexual boundaries and possibilities.
(Pleasure) I easily experience pleasure. I experience limitless heavenly bliss. I experience unlimited orgasmic pleasure and intense euphoria.
(Sexual Preference (Female)) I am in love with the masculine mind and spirit. I am extremely aroused by handsome men with ideal physiques. I desire passionate sex with sexually mature males. I love the male form and the power of male strength.
(Courtship and Attraction) I am incredibly alluring and seductive. I effortlessly attract, charm, and arouse my ideal sexual partner. I honor my vows and others abide by them. I always exhibit appropriate sexual conduct.
(Diet and Digestion) I sustain myself on air alone and only consume for pleasure. I produce no waste. I lack the need to consume for survival.
(Sensory Perception) My sensory perception is keen and insightful. I instantly organize, identify, and interpret sensory information. I easily mitigate harmful, painful, and unpleasant sensations. I flawlessly perceive the world around me.
(Reality Perception) I always know the true nature of my environment. I sense auras and other mystical phenomenon. I am perfectly aware of secrets, lies, and things well-hidden. I easily see through all lies, illusions, and deceptions. I remotely view objects and events in my mind.
(State Perception) I telepathically communicate my thoughts and feelings. I sense others thoughts and feelings. I sense the moral qualities of others. I sense what is about to happen. I always sense danger before it happens.
(Presence Perception) I know the identity of anyone I observe. I sense being observed. I know the location and identity of all who observe me. I sense threats to a positive future and know their location. I sense the presence of unseen entities and know their identity.
(Sleep Experience) I receive great pleasure and comfort from sleep. I easily reach a clear and meditative restful state. I adopt the best sleep and waking life practices.
(Dream Amplification) My dreams are extremely vivid, convincing, and surreal. I experience incredibly powerful feelings and emotions in dreams. I am emotionally resilient in dreams. I receive profound wisdom and insight from dreams. I experience dreams that greatly benefit my well-being.
(Dream Powers) I remember my dreams in perfect detail. I intuitively understand my dreams. I elicit an endless wellspring of elevated emotions in my dreams. I use dreams to manifest my desired reality.
(Dream Awareness) I become aware in dreams. I consciously awaken in dreams. I take control of my dreams. I am a lucid dreamer.
(Lucid Dream Powers) I trigger my mind to lucid dream. I alter the composition of my dreams. I manifest my ideal dream world. I am a master of dreams.
(Astral Dream Induction) I become aware of the infinite space around me. I shift my perspective to achieve a greater view of reality. I comfortably and calmly feel vibrations as I leave my physical body. I effortlessly travel anywhere outside of my body.
(Astral Dream Powers) I maintain a positive astral presence. I only accept guidance from benevolent spiritual beings. I enter the dream states of others who are receptive to my astral presence. I access the chronicle of past, present, and future events for divine purposes.
(Mystic Feats) I telekinetically manipulate any aspect of reality using only my thoughts and willpower. I instantly teleport anything using only my thoughts and willpower. I detect supernatural influence and know the source. I am immune to unknown, unwanted, and harmful supernatural influence. I instantly transmute reality using only my thoughts and willpower. I retain my cognitive and supernatural abilities in any state of being. I toggle between my ideal form and an undetectable incorporeal state.
(Planetary Stewardship) I am approached by all sentient life with curiosity and submission. I am loved and trusted by all lifeforms. I protect children from harm. I tend to the health and longevity of my planet. I restore my planet to an ideal state.
(Otherworldly Beings) I vanquish negative entities with my presence. I fully negate the influence of negative entities. I easily attract the help of positive entities. I maximize positive entity potential. I work with positive entities to bring about a greater good.
(Truth and Light (Arcanian)) I speak authentically. I let go of false beliefs and accept the truths of this world whether light or dark. I seek redemption and offer forgiveness to others. I embody moral excellence. I am imbued with wonder and virtue.
(Spiritual Purpose (Arcanian)) I tap into an endless source of supernatural strength. I am deeply connected to my higher purpose. I am connected to my higher self and express my inner beauty through my physical body. I help others along their spiritual paths and guide them towards freedom. I listen to the voice of my spirit and allow it to guide me.
(God (Arcanian)) I love God and light. I speak with the voice of my spirit. I know the true God above all others and recognize all imitators and impostors. I wield godly supernatural power. I humble myself before God.
Layer 3
(Breathing and Air) I am supernaturally powered by the air. I am bestowed boundless energy with every breath. I always receive air when I breathe. I breathe with flawless skill and technique. I am sustained by a single breath.
(Energy) My action potential is vast and limitless. I am filled with boundless energy. I enact an unlimited force of transformation.
(Stamina) My stamina is tenacious and everlasting. I tirelessly persist in any kind of effort. I am ceaseless and physically unyielding.
(Endurance) My physical resilience is robust and strong. I easily endure the rigors of any activity or challenge. I immediately recover from all forms of attrition. I am innately resistant to physical harm. I am extremely tough. I am unbreakable.
(Strength) My strength is vast and mighty. I exert overwhelming force. I achieve colossal feats of strength.
(Accuracy and Precision) My precision and accuracy are flawless. I always hit my target. My aim is absolute.
(Agility and Dexterity) My agility and dexterity are astonishing. I perfectly perform any task. I am deftly nimble.
(Health) My health is miraculous and extraordinary. I am always in perfect health. I immediately and fully heal to my ideal state.
(Fitness) My physical fitness is outstanding. I am extremely strong, fast, and flexible. I am amazingly fit.
(Physique) My physique is strong and ideal. I grow to an ideal height. I rapidly adapt to physical demands.
(Movement and Motion) My mobility is dynamic and effective. I easily traverse any terrain, obstacle, or medium. I enter a transcendental flow state of motion.
(Running) My running performance is phenomenal. I free-run perpetually without error or miscalculation. I sprint with dazzling speed and proficiency. I close any distance with immense speed and power.
(Jumping) My jumping and leaping abilities are amazing. I physically launch myself with extreme prowess. I always land flawlessly.
(Swimming) My swimming speed and technique is incredible. I immediately adapt to any liquid medium. I easily withstand any level of outside pressure.
(Climbing) My climbing technique is masterful and amazing. I climb on any surface regardless of difficulty. I easily climb over and through any terrain, obstacle, or condition.
(Stability) My stability is reliable and effective. I am always clear, steady, and cognizant of surroundings and position. I am always in control of my position and movements.
(Balance) My balance is steady and reliable. I am well grounded and balanced. I calmly maintain any position.
(Reflexes) My reflexes are instantaneous and reliable. I instantly react to unexpected and sudden events. My reflex response always achieves the best and safest outcome.
(Acrobatics) My acrobatic skills are spectacular and amazing. I flawlessly perform any acrobatic maneuver. I instantly devise and execute the perfect acrobatic maneuver for any situation.
(Physical State) My physical state is calm and peaceful. I am patient and attentive at the bottom of each breath. I release all tension and anxiety. I completely relax.
(Mindfulness) I reach a peaceful meditative state. I am deeply immersed in the present moment. I am fully present and aware. I am mindful of thoughts and actions.
(Attention) My attention is careful and vigilant. I readily become alert. I instantly divide my attention.
(Focus) My focus is keen and sharp. I effortlessly sharpen my mental focus. I instantly draw my attention to a selection of details. I focus clearly on any number of objects at once.
(Concentration) My concentration is deep and mindful. I readily commit my mind to a task. I easily sustain intense focus.
(Multitasking) My multitask capabilities are fast and dynamic. I instantly prioritize my thoughts and actions. I immediately discern all important conclusions within my range of thoughts. I readily attend to a limitless myriad of priorities.
(Sentience) My sensory awareness is highly developed and expansive. I am profoundly aware of sensations, thoughts, and feelings. I sense and experience the totality of my perceptions. I use my senses to create novel modes of experience.
(Intellect) My intellect is vast and limitless. I am an intellectual marvel and a super genius. I learn with astounding speed and proficiency. I quickly discover the best solution to any problem.
(Wisdom) My judgement is exceptional and wise. I always discern the wisest course of action. I am always prepared and know what to do.
(Memory) My memory functions are fast and reliable. I instantly access memories in perfect detail. I immediately and flawlessly retain information. I recall crucial and important memories. I perfectly recall any aspect of my experiences.
(Creativity) My visionary mind is astoundingly creative. I easily discover incredibly innovative and genius ideas. I use concepts in infinitely creative ways. I am wondrously versatile and creative. I am profoundly gifted in all aspects of creativity.
(Imagination) My imagination is vivid and limitless. I effortlessly imagine the way ideas visually manifest. I conceive amazing scenarios and experiences. I mentally create convincing alternate realities. I imagine a full range of sensory experiences.
(Self-Control) My self-control is unwavering and absolute. I carefully weigh the merits of my decisions. I easily control my response to harmful urges. I overcome any temptation.
(Willpower) My force of will is supremely strong. I intensely focus my will and energy. I dedicate tenacious and phenomenal effort. I persevere through any uncertainty, challenge, or difficulty.
(Discipline) My indomitable determination attains supreme excellence. I am dedicated, purposeful, and resolute. I firmly commit to intentions. I advance endeavors through steadfast discipline.
(Motivation) I find inspiration. I stay motivated. I get things done. I take action.
(Integrity) I live life with integrity. I choose and act according to the highest good. I harness the power of my will for good. I set boundaries. I am honest and truthful.
(Self-Image) I honor and love myself. I trust and accept myself. I am authentic and genuine. I treat myself and others with respect. I realize and acknowledge my great self-worth.
(Self-Preservation and Well-being) I am confident in my existence. I feel a strong sense of belonging and purpose. I love my life. I want to exist. I am real.
(Confidence) I act with confidence. I assert myself as needed. I stand up for myself and others. I trust my instincts and decisions. I am well composed and confident.
(Posture and Composure) I make perfect and confident eye contact when speaking to others. I conform to a straight, upright, and confident posture. I am unwavering in my composure. I am calm in stressful situations. I appear calm and resolute.
(Voice and Communication) My voice is beautiful, pleasant, and wonderful. I sing in a delightful and marvelous way. I speak in a way that calms, soothes, and instills trust. I am a great orator. My message is always understood.
(Art, Dance, Music, and Culinary) I am an art, dance, and music prodigy. I dance with marvelous style and rhythm. I am a music and composition genius. I am profoundly artistic and creative. I am an amazing chef and culinary artist.
(Abundance, Success, and Luck) I am abundant, wealthy, and prosperous. I am always successful in my endeavors. I am shielded from all misfortune. I only attract good luck.
(Positivity) I envision a future of love, peace, and beauty. I think positively and focus on desired outcomes. I see the light in others and promote positive ideals. I use my incredible drive and passion to improve lives. I always trust the greater good.

My baby is becoming mobile and I KNOW we haven’t done enough baby proofing, so we’re going to do a big push this weekend. I’m just terrified I’m going to forget something or miss something that never occurred to me. Right now hubby and I are both working from home and baby hangs out mostly in our living room (my hubby’s office is right next to that and I move between an upstairs office and the living room/kitchen).
Does anyone have any favorite (and really complete/detailed) resources or guides for baby proofing they can share? I want to make sure I’m super thorough, and that we’re thinking beyond just plugs, bolting furniture, and blocking stairs.
Also if you have any amazing finds for baby proofing items that you love, feel free to leave them in the comments!!

A lot of you asked me to give an update after time has passed on my experience on clomid.
Some quick details of when I first started & why I went to get my levels tested: Stats: Age: 28, 5'10, 175 pounds, lifted weights 5x a week.
Problems: Libido was suddenly trash, no morning wood, (which is crazy for me because i used to have an EXTREMELY high sex drive. no matter what I did my body wouldnt grow muscle, & ironically I was getting fat even though ive had a clean diet my entire life. Felt very weak.
Original Blood test results:
Test was 278 ng/dl, free test was 8.4 pg/ml. FSH was 1.0, LH was 2.6, SHBG was 22 n/mol. Estradiol was 18 pg/ml
Urologist ruled out cancer, etc and put me on 50mg of Clomid every other day.
Post Clomid Levels: My Testosterone levels soared to 1100 ng/gl. My Free T was very high too, Estradiol was 51 pg/ml,
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I felt "better", but it wasnt this huge improvement to be honest. My lifts in the gym went up, and I put on some muscle mass, but I did not feel anywhere close to what most people with 1100 Test would feel like. For all I know, it could have even been placebo. My libido got slightly better but still bad. My FSH stood at 1.0, i have no idea what's causing my FSH to be this low.
He kept me around this level for 6 months, and then said it was "too high", and then lowered my dose to 25mg every 3RD day.
Now my test results are:
Test 550 ng/dl, Free Test was 18 pg/ml, FSH still at 1.0, it refuses to budge. LH is 6.5 IU/L, SHBG is 47 nmol/L. Estradiol is 42 pg/ml
Libido still sucks, and the fat around my mid section refuses to leave. Mentally I feel fine, but I really dont know what destroyed my sex drive these last few years, and clomid isnt helping it at all. You would think even when i had 1100 Test i would be a menace, but I wasnt. I basically NEVER get an erection now unless im physically being stroked.
I'm seriously starting to think clomid just makes you look better on paper but isnt actually doing much. I think the only way i'll know is if i try TRT and see if i see different.
Anyone here have experience on clomid? Id love to get your insight.

(If this post is still up, I'm most likely still looking!)
Hey there. I really want to develop a female led/slight gentle femdom relationship with a special guy.
When a lot of men see the term "female led relationship," they think, "Oh, the woman makes all the decisions with no input on what I think." Most men don't like the idea of that, which is understandable.
Are there dynamics like that? Sure, I bet it happens in both male and female led relationships. Personally, though, I am not looking to be "the boss" or "above" you in any way. I want us to be mostly equal or have you take the lead in most things... but give up your control in other things. :)
What do I mean? Keep reading!
● ABOUT ME ●
You can call me Dreamer for now. (I'll tell you my real name once we get to know each other) Please do NOT call me Miss, Master or Dominatrix because I'm none of those things lmao.
I'm 25 years old and an INFJ-T. I live in Nashville, Tennessee, USA and I'm on Central Standard Time. I'm a Black woman and I stand 5 feet, 7 inches tall. My eyes are brown and I wear glasses. I don't have any tattoos or piercings at the moment.
One thing I want to mention is that I'm currently plus size, AKA a bigger girl. I may be undergoing gastric sleeve surgery in the near future to lose my excess weight in a permanent and sustainable way. I'm ready to regain the body I had as a teenager and be healthy/confident again. I'd love to have you by my side throughout my journey!
As far as personality goes, I'd describe myself as empathetic and sweet. I like to help others as much as I can. In person, I'm rather shy, at least at first. People tend to mistake that as weakness or gullibility. I'm anything but; my strength lies in introspection and quiet observation. My mother always jokes I never miss a thing, but it's true. I notice every nuance of a person's actions, words, body language and general vibe... my intuition hasn't steered me wrong yet!
In case it's important, I'm a switch. I like both sides equally; just keep in mind, if you're a switch too, I only like gentle doms. Hard doms are a HUGE turn off.
● INTERESTS ●
I won't go into detail on every single interest I have but I'll talk about my two biggest ones that you'll likely hear me mention the most.
✨️Writing✨️
I've been writing since I was six but I started taking it seriously around 13. All in all, it's been 19 years. As of right now, I primarily write Fanfiction but in the past, I've written free verse poetry, short stories and I even tried to learn how to write screenplays at one point. I never got into it though lol wasn't very good at it.
I wrote my first full-length book in 2018-2019. I started the sequel in early 2020, but I'm still working on it three years later. I lost a LOT of inspiration during the pandemic but I finally emerged from my writer's block and published the next chapter online.
Also debating on becoming a script writer for the "saucy audio" and "pillow talking" subs. I never see anything I want to listen to so I figured why not write it myself lmao. It's always a bop with me!
✨️Music✨️
Music has gotten me through a lot over the years. Yeah, yeah, I know everyone says that. But it truly has. It's shaped my life and introduced me to a lot of things and people that I probably never would've met or done otherwise.
There's no point in saying that I like xyz genre because I have listened to pretty much everything. The only ones I hate are country and gangster rap. If you want specifics, though... I've been a HUGE twenty one pilots fan for 9 years (I have more merch, stickers and other random shit of theirs than I care to admit to lol) I also love other artists like Amber Run, Purity Ring, Phantogram, Daughter, Lorde, OneRepublic, Vanessa Carlton, Sleeping At Last... plus tons of other artists that I like or at least enjoy one or two songs by them. I have about ten million albums I need to sit down and listen to one day lol.
I've always had this dumb idea of me and a guy confessing to each other through music playlists that we made for each other... songs that make us think about each other and give us the butterflies...
God, I'm single.
Some of my other interests include photography, TV, movies, video games, The Sims 2, traveling, people watching, researching random topics and watching YouTube. Feel free to ask me about anything you want more detail on.
● ET CETERA ●
I really love animals, especially cats. I have three and they're little demons but I love them to death. I always thought it might be cool to have a dog one day? They're so sweet. I also like ferrets, bunnies and snakes!
My main love languages are words of affirmation, quality time and gift giving/receiving. But, to be honest, there are elements of each language that I enjoy in one way or another.
I don't smoke and I drink every so often. I've tried weed before but the smoke hurts my lungs. THC edibles, like Delta 8, tend to make me feel really paranoid while high. So I just stay away from all that lol though I don't mind if others use it. Otherwise, I'm vaccinated, clean and disease free.
Remember when I mentioned surgery earlier? Well, I'm having unplanned (well, unexpected anyway) surgery soon to repair a large umbilical hernia. I could use a surgery recovery buddy, if you're down haha.
● ABOUT YOU ●
I'm looking for a guy between the ages of 21-30. I'm willing to be a LITTLE flexible with the higher number, but I'm not looking for anyone younger than 21, sorry.
Please be single, emotionally available and drama-free with no kids. I won't interact with anyone already in a relationship or married (yes, even if you're separated or in a dead bedroom situation, you are STILL married) and I'm especially not interested in any of that poly/ENM stuff.
I'd highly prefer for you to be taller, or at the bare minimum, the same height as me. Hair is also super important as well; I prefer medium-length to long hair, something I can run my fingers through. If you keep it short on the back/sides and a lot longer on top, I'll most likely find that attractive as well.
Blue eyes and/or being doe-eyed are my BIGGEST weaknesses. I'm welcoming of all eyes and eye colors, though, so long as they are kind and warm.
I tend to like softer facial features and even softer personalities. Are you masc and typically take the lead in public but love to be the complete opposite in private? Great! Are you less masc and more feminine-leaning? Lovely! Are you more androgynous or otherwise fall somewhere between said three categories? I can dig it!
Key traits I'd like for you to have include, but are not limited to: Being sweet, gentle, empathetic, kind, considerate, an active listener (more on that in a bit), exceptional at communication and willing to please and go the extra mile for your partner.
It'd be ideal if you lived in the general USA/Canada/North America region. I do like the British accent a lot, so if you're from the UK and are willing to work around the timezone difference, hit me up.
With that being said, it's important for you to have adequate time for me. I'm not asking you to pay attention to me 24/7 but if you're always too busy to talk, this won't work at all. At some point, I'd like for us to voice chat/call each other regularly too.
Being clingy is totally fine... within reason. Randomly messaging me "Hey babe, I miss you so much 🥹" is pretty damn sweet. Spamming me with 50 messages in a row, however, is not.
● WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR ●
I want things to develop organically, but there has to be a considerable amount of effort put in by both people involved. You know?
To me, communication is essential to starting and maintaining a relationship. It's important to me that you're an active listener; what I mean by that is making an effort to listen to what I have to say and acknowledge/respond to it accordingly.
If I tell you my thoughts on a matter or ask you a question or give you a compliment or tell you something about myself, please respond to it. Nothing drives me up the wall faster than my thoughts or opinions being disregarded. Likewise, if you start off super chatty and attentive but then do a complete 180 and barely engage in conversation... yeah. If I get the feeling that what I say isn't all that important to you, I immediately lose interest. I can tell pretty quickly if someone is being genuine or not. Like I said before, I notice everything lol.
I mentioned earlier how one of my love languages is words of affirmation. One of the ways is through sincere and frequent compliments. I'm not looking for you to worship the ground I walk on, but being told "You're so beautiful" or "When you do xyz, that makes me happy" is extremely fulfilling and makes me feel appreciated. I'm not used to that at all. It's incredibly frustrating to, for example, send a picture of myself and get a lukewarm response in return. ("Cute" "You look nice" "Pretty") Refer to the last two sentences in the previous paragraph.
All of that may or may not sound kinda bitchy, but 98% of the things that I won't tolerate stem from personal experience... it's happened before and it can just as well happen again, so I want to weed those types of people (the self aware ones anyway) out.
Affection is super important to me. Holding hands, hugging, kissing, cuddling... all the cute shit that couples do regularly. I want you to touch me all over, not in a pervy way, but in a "I want to get to know everything about your body" way. I want to stroke your hair and hold you close to me and listen to the way your heart beats... stuff like that.
Long distance is okay to start. I'm okay with regular visits (you to me, me to you) until definite plans are made. I try to be as flexible as possible, but ultimately, I'd like for you to move here (or somewhere nearby, at least) permanently so that we can close the distance for good.
● OUR DYNAMIC ●
I talked about the dynamic of a female led relationship in the beginning of this post.
As I mentioned, I'm not looking for you to kiss my ass. I'd love for you to take the lead on most things men prefer to make decisions on (with my input, of course). But I want you to have a "service" attitude too; whether that's helping out with chores or surprising me with a foot massage after work or giving me a sweet card or flowers "just because"... to name a few examples. The sky is the limit. That extends to "the bedroom" too. I want my pleasure to be just as important to you as yours is to me.
In short? I just want to feel doted on and taken care of in more ways than one. I want to be the most important person in your life and you be the most important person in my life. I want to make you feel special and praise you and tell you how much you mean to me. And I want the same in return. 💓
● "KINKS" ●
Since this is inevitably gonna come up at some point, I'll say when it comes to my kinks (if you even want to call them that) the main ones that I have are:
Teasing, edging, telling you when you can cum and you begging me for it, moaning, praise, light sensory deprivation (like blindfolds), eye contact, body worshiping, breast play, oral, fingering and using toys on you... there may be a few other things that I might be interested in. Just ask me.
Things I do NOT like (or hard limits) are:
Humiliation, degradation, anything that will cause you or me physical or emotional harm, blood, pee, scat, vomit, diapers, CNC, ageplay, raceplay, hitting, slapping, choking or anything else illegal, unethical or otherwise not loving.
● IN CONCLUSION... ●
If you read this far, good job! Here's a cookie, hope you like chocolate chip. 🍪
Seriously, though, I can't name every little thing that I want. Despite the length of this post, I'm not trying to play Build-A-Boy. I realize you have your own ideals and caveats and that's totally fine. Let's get to know each other and see what happens. All I ask, again, is that you want a serious, longterm relationship and not view me as just some sort of "kink dispenser."
Chats or DMs are fine. When you send me a message, please include the following...
• Name or alias • Age • Location • Height, body type, hair and eye color • Interests • Whether you're a sub, switch or just a guy who is interested in being in a female led relationship • What you're looking for and something (or things) you really liked about my post • A clear, SFW picture of yourself • Whatever else you want to add to catch my attention. The more that you match my "detailed energy," the better.
I won't reply to those who have "selective reading" when it comes to what I asked for above and my general preferences. For the sake of fairness, though, I'll give you time between your first message to make sure you include everything that you want to say.
Thank you so much for reading this, and I hope you have a good day/night!

• Dreamer

(P.S. I don't use Snap, Kik, Telegram, WhatsApp, iMessage, FB Messenger Yahoo Messenger and whatever the hell else. I only use Discord and I only give my cell number out to people I'm comfy with.)

I’ve noticed that when using moonlight on the SD to stream games from a host pc using sunshine, I lose recognition that I’m using a steam deck and instead the game recognizes a basic game pad config. In my case, basic Xbox one controller config.
Sometimes this isn’t really an issue, say if the game already had native controller support or was a pc port of a console game. Games that don’t fall into that category or games that only offer partial support and require keybind tweaks often give me lots of problems. Once the games launched through moonlight it’ll lose the new config/or won’t recognize the deck controller altogether.
TLDR: are there settings in moonlight that I’m ignorantly not selecting to have my steam deck controller configs be consistently recognized? Is there a third party app I can use to rectify the issues, both SD and/or PC side? Are there workarounds you’ve found that give you the hassle free steam deck streaming experience or is it a case by case basis from title to title?

Bit of a strange question, but I’ve recently observed that many of the DA folks I know speak very softly. In some cases, to the point that they’re nearly whispering. It makes some intuitive sense to me why this might be the case, but I wanted to get a sense of whether this might be a broader phenomenon, or just a statistical fluke / confirmation bias on my end.
So, DAs / friends of DAs, does this resonate for you?

Earlier this week there was a post on AITA regarding an OP and her SIL having a conflict over SIL using a blanket that was a family heirloom. I'd personally thought the situation was an ESH, but got slightly ratioed for it. I'm not really looking to defend my opinion here, but:

1. Since my opinion was described as the "dumbest shit I've ever heard"

and
2) Since another Redditor claimed that I was a [savage] and that they "would hate having me as a guest at their house."
I am genuinely curious to get other people's thoughts on their host or hostess criteria, and to see, after all, if I was truly just raised weirdly.
Here is some of what I believe:

• I consider myself to be a "hands off hostess", as in I'd prefer not to be asked permission for every single thing nor hold someone's hand every step of the way while they visited me.
• I do not need someone to ask when to use my restroom. I'll tell them where it is upfront.
• If I have a bookshelf, that is in a common area, you don't have to ask before taking a book to read. Just let me know if you wish to full on borrow it, as in take it home with you to finish.
• If you are cold and want a blanket, then if the blanket is "out" no matter if it's on a chair, in a closet (so long as it's not my personal bedroom closet), on a shelf, etc. then it is fair game. You don't have to ask me to use it.
• If you want a drink, or any snack short of a full on meal, then just go ahead and grab it. You don't have to ask me. Just let me know if we're down to the last cup or bowl, or if a certain snack item is finished off. That way I can run the dishwasher or buy some more from a quick grocery store run.

And those are just some of the examples....
The only hard passes that I can think of for me are:

• People going in my bedroom without asking first
• People doing stuff that's unhygenic, like trying to use one of my toothbrushes, an extreme example that one of the Redditors who I gave the quotes for insinuated I'd also let people do...along with sharing underwear.
• Cooking or prepping full blown meals without asking first.

And yet, my hostess style was found extremely lacking, and people argued that it is stomping over everyone's privacy and boundaries to do damn near anything as a guest in someone else's home that you weren't given explicit permission for first. One person even said that why they didn't want people to use the bathroom without their permission was because they were worried that someone would steal their prescriptions in there. But, like ffs why would you let someone into your house, as a guest, that you had an inkling would steal from you, in the first place?
So, if you've made it this far, what are your own host(ess) styles? Are they similar to mine? Different? Or, do you share the same thoughts as those who found my style lacking?
I'd really love to know, as of right now, I'm convinced the people who responded to me were, and are still, aboard the crazy train.

If you are looking for the best mattress to buy in 2023, then you are in the right place.
In this thread we will make the decision easier for you.

1) Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress

This is the best overall king size mattress.
If you're in the market for a new mattress, the Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress is definitely worth considering. This high-end mattress is designed to provide a luxurious sleeping experience, with a plush feel that conforms to your body for excellent pressure relief and support. But before you make your purchase, it's important to consider the pros and cons of this mattress.
Pros:

• Comfortable: The Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress is made with high-quality materials that are designed to provide a comfortable sleeping experience. The combination of memory foam and innerspring coils allows the mattress to contour to your body, providing excellent pressure relief and support.
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Cons:

• Heavy: The Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress is quite heavy, which can make it difficult to move around. This may be a concern if you need to move the mattress frequently.
• Pricey: This is a high-end mattress, which means that it comes with a higher price tag than some other mattresses on the market. However, the quality and comfort of this mattress may be worth the investment.
• Off-gassing: Some users have reported a strong odor when the mattress is first unpackaged. This is a common issue with new mattresses, but it may be more noticeable with the Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress.

In summary, the Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress is a high-quality, luxurious mattress that provides excellent comfort and support. While it is on the pricier side, the durability and comfort of this mattress make it a worthwhile investment. If you're in the market for a new mattress and are looking for a top-of-the-line option, the Dream Cloud 14" King Mattress is definitely worth considering.

2) Nectar 12 Inch Memory Foam Full Mattress

This is the best budget memory foam mattress.
If you're looking for a comfortable and affordable mattress, the Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is definitely worth considering. This mattress is designed to provide a supportive and pressure-relieving sleeping experience, and it comes with a number of features that make it a great choice for a variety of sleepers.
Pros:

• Comfortable: The Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is made with high-quality memory foam that contours to your body, providing excellent pressure relief and support. This means you'll wake up feeling refreshed and well-rested.
• Affordable: This mattress is priced competitively, making it an excellent choice for budget-conscious shoppers. Despite the lower price point, the Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is still made with high-quality materials that are designed to last.
• Good for different sleeping positions: The mattress is designed to provide excellent support for a variety of sleeping positions. Whether you sleep on your back, stomach, or side, you should be able to find a comfortable position on this mattress.

Cons:

• Limited bounce: The Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is made entirely of memory foam, which means it has limited bounce. This may be a concern for couples who are looking for a mattress that allows for easy movement during intimate moments.
• May sleep hot: Some users have reported that the mattress retains heat, which can make for an uncomfortable sleeping experience. However, this may be less of an issue for those who tend to sleep on the cooler side.
• Heavy: This mattress is quite heavy, which can make it difficult to move around. This may be a concern if you need to move the mattress frequently.

In summary, the Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is a great choice for those who are looking for a comfortable and affordable mattress. While it may not have all the bells and whistles of some of the more expensive options on the market, it provides excellent support and pressure relief for a variety of sleeping positions. If you're in the market for a new mattress and are looking for a budget-friendly option that still provides a comfortable sleeping experience, the Nectar Full Mattress 12 Inch is definitely worth considering.

3) Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch

This is the best high-end queen mattress.
If you're in the market for a new mattress, the Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch is definitely worth considering. This mattress is designed to provide a comfortable and supportive sleeping experience, and it comes with a number of features that make it a great choice for a variety of sleepers.
Pros:

• Comfortable: The Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch is made with a combination of memory foam and innerspring coils, which provides an excellent balance of comfort and support. This means you'll wake up feeling refreshed and well-rested.
• Good for different sleeping positions: The mattress is designed to provide excellent support for a variety of sleeping positions. Whether you sleep on your back, stomach, or side, you should be able to find a comfortable position on this mattress.
• Affordable: This mattress is priced competitively, making it an excellent choice for budget-conscious shoppers. Despite the lower price point, the Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch is still made with high-quality materials that are designed to last.

Cons:

• Off-gassing: Some users have reported a strong odor when the mattress is first unpackaged. This is a common issue with new mattresses, but it may be more noticeable with the Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch.
• Limited bounce: The mattress has limited bounce, which may be a concern for couples who are looking for a mattress that allows for easy movement during intimate moments.
• May sleep hot: Some users have reported that the mattress retains heat, which can make for an uncomfortable sleeping experience. However, this may be less of an issue for those who tend to sleep on the cooler side.

In summary, the Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch is a great choice for those who are looking for a comfortable and affordable mattress. While it may not have all the bells and whistles of some of the more expensive options on the market, it provides excellent support and pressure relief for a variety of sleeping positions. If you're in the market for a new mattress and are looking for a budget-friendly option that still provides a comfortable sleeping experience, the Inofia Queen Mattress, 12 Inch is definitely worth considering.

4) Classic Brands Cool Gel Chill Memory Foam 14-Inch Mattress

This is the best 14 inch memory foam mattress.
If you're in the market for a new mattress, the Classic Brands Cool Gel Chill Memory Foam 14-Inch Mattress is a great option to consider. This mattress offers a variety of features that are designed to provide a comfortable and supportive sleeping experience.
Pros:

• Cooling technology: The mattress is designed with cool gel memory foam, which helps regulate your body temperature and keep you cool throughout the night. This makes it a great option for hot sleepers or those who live in warmer climates.
• Comfortable: The memory foam conforms to your body and provides excellent pressure relief. This means you'll wake up feeling refreshed and well-rested.
• Good for different sleeping positions: The mattress is designed to provide excellent support for a variety of sleeping positions. Whether you sleep on your back, stomach, or side, you should be able to find a comfortable position on this mattress.
• Affordable: Despite the high-quality materials and cooling technology, the Classic Brands Cool Gel Chill Memory Foam 14-Inch Mattress is priced competitively, making it a great value for the money.

Cons:

• Off-gassing: Some users have reported a strong odor when the mattress is first unpackaged. This is a common issue with new mattresses, but it may be more noticeable with this mattress.
• Limited bounce: The memory foam in the mattress can limit bounce, which may be a concern for couples who are looking for a mattress that allows for easy movement during intimate moments.
• May sleep hot: While the cooling technology is designed to regulate your body temperature, some users have reported that the mattress still retains heat. This may be less of an issue for those who tend to sleep on the cooler side.

In summary, the Classic Brands Cool Gel Chill Memory Foam 14-Inch Mattress is an excellent choice for those who are looking for a comfortable and cool sleeping experience. With its cooling technology and supportive memory foam, this mattress offers a great balance of comfort and value. While there are some minor drawbacks, such as the off-gassing and limited bounce, these are outweighed by the many benefits of the mattress. Overall, if you're looking for a great mattress at an affordable price, the Classic Brands Cool Gel Chill Memory Foam 14-Inch Mattress is definitely worth considering.

5) Casper Sleep Element Mattress

This is the best queen mattress.
Are you in the market for a new mattress and considering the Casper Sleep Element Mattress? In this review, we'll take a closer look at the features, pros, and cons of this popular mattress to help you decide if it's the right fit for you. The Casper Sleep Element Mattress is a foam mattress that is designed with a supportive base layer and a top layer of breathable foam for comfort. It is also CertiPUR-US certified, meaning it is made without harmful chemicals and materials.
Pros:

1. Affordable: The Casper Sleep Element Mattress is priced competitively, making it an affordable option for those on a budget.
2. Comfortable: The top layer of breathable foam provides a comfortable sleeping surface that conforms to your body.
3. Supportive: The supportive base layer ensures that your body is properly aligned while you sleep.
4. Minimal Motion Transfer: The foam layers in the Casper Sleep Element Mattress absorb motion, making it a great option for couples who don't want to disturb each other's sleep.

Cons:

1. Limited Firmness Options: The Casper Sleep Element Mattress only comes in one firmness option, which may not be suitable for those who prefer a firmer or softer mattress.
2. Edge Support: Some users have reported that the edge support of the mattress could be improved, which may be a concern for those who like to sleep near the edge of the bed.
3. Not Ideal for Heavy Sleepers: The Casper Sleep Element Mattress may not provide enough support for those who are heavier, as they may sink too far into the mattress.

Overall, the Casper Sleep Element Mattress is a great option for those who want a comfortable and affordable foam mattress with minimal motion transfer. However, it may not be suitable for those who prefer a firmer or softer mattress, need strong edge support, or are heavier sleepers.

6) Zinus 12 Inch Green Tea Memory Foam Mattress

This is the best budget mattress.
Are you searching for a comfortable and affordable mattress that can help you sleep better at night? The Zinus 12 Inch Green Tea Memory Foam Mattress might just be what you are looking for. In this review, we'll explore the features, pros, and cons of this popular mattress to help you make an informed decision. The Zinus 12 Inch Green Tea Memory Foam Mattress is designed with several layers of foam, including memory foam infused with green tea extract and natural plant oil to help keep the mattress fresh and odor-free. It also comes with a soft and breathable knit jacquard cover.
Pros:

1. Affordable: One of the biggest advantages of the Zinus 12 Inch Green Tea Memory Foam Mattress is its affordable price. It is a great option for those on a budget who still want a high-quality mattress.
2. Comfortable: The memory foam layers of the mattress conform to the shape of your body, providing pressure relief and support for a comfortable night's sleep.
3. Odor-free: The green tea extract and natural plant oil infusion help keep the mattress fresh and odor-free, even after extended use.
4. Easy to set up: The mattress comes compressed in a box, making it easy to set up and move around.

Cons:

1. May not suit all sleeping positions: Some people may find that the mattress is too firm or too soft for their preferred sleeping position.
2. May not provide adequate support for heavier individuals: The mattress may not be firm enough to provide adequate support for heavier individuals, who may experience sinking and discomfort.
3. May retain heat: Some people may find that the mattress retains heat, which could be uncomfortable during hot weather.

Overall, the Zinus 12 Inch Green Tea Memory Foam Mattress is an excellent choice for those seeking a comfortable and affordable mattress. While it may not be suitable for all sleeping positions or provide adequate support for heavier individuals, the mattress's affordable price, comfort, and odor-free features make it an excellent option for those on a budget.

7) Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box

This is the best hybrid mattress
Are you in the market for a new mattress and considering the Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box? In this review, we'll take a closer look at the features, pros, and cons of this affordable mattress to help you decide if it's the right fit for you. The Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box is a hybrid mattress that combines gel-infused memory foam, supportive high-density foam, and individually wrapped innerspring coils. It comes with a quilted knit pillow top cover and is CertiPUR-US certified for safety and performance.
Pros:

1. Affordable: The Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box is priced competitively, making it an affordable option for those on a budget.
2. Comfortable: The gel-infused memory foam and innerspring coils provide a comfortable sleeping surface that conforms to your body and provides support where you need it.
3. Supportive: The high-density foam and innerspring coils provide excellent support and help keep your spine properly aligned.
4. Minimal Motion Transfer: The innerspring coils and foam layers work together to absorb motion, making it a great option for couples who don't want to disturb each other's sleep.

Cons:

1. Heavy: The Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box is relatively heavy, which can make it challenging to move or rotate by yourself.
2. May be too firm for some: The mattress is relatively firm, which may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface.
3. May retain heat: The mattress may retain heat, which could be uncomfortable during hot weather.

Overall, the Sweetnight King Mattress in a Box is a great option for those who want a comfortable and affordable hybrid mattress with minimal motion transfer. However, it may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface or need a lighter mattress that is easier to move around.

8) King Mattress, Sweetnight 12” Hybrid Mattress

This is the best king size gel memory foam mattress
If you're in the market for a new mattress and considering the Sweetnight 12” Hybrid Mattress, then this review is for you. In this article, we'll examine the features, pros, and cons of this popular mattress to help you decide if it's the right fit for your sleep needs. The Sweetnight 12” Hybrid Mattress is designed with several layers of foam, including gel-infused memory foam, supportive high-density foam, and individually wrapped innerspring coils. It also comes with a quilted knit pillow top cover for added comfort and is CertiPUR-US certified for safety and performance.
Pros:

1. Supportive: The innerspring coils and high-density foam provide excellent support, helping to keep your spine properly aligned.
2. Comfortable: The gel-infused memory foam conforms to your body, providing pressure relief and a comfortable sleeping surface.
3. Minimal Motion Transfer: The innerspring coils and foam layers work together to absorb motion, making it a great option for couples who don't want to disturb each other's sleep.
4. Breathable: The gel-infused memory foam and innerspring coils allow for air to circulate, helping to keep the mattress cool and comfortable.

Cons:

1. Heavy: The Sweetnight 12” Hybrid Mattress is relatively heavy, which can make it challenging to move or rotate by yourself.
2. May be too firm for some: The mattress is relatively firm, which may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface.
3. May retain heat: The mattress may retain heat, which could be uncomfortable during hot weather.

Overall, the Sweetnight 12” Hybrid Mattress is a great option for those who want a supportive and comfortable sleeping surface. While it may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface or need a lighter mattress that is easier to move around, the mattress's excellent support, minimal motion transfer, and breathable design make it a great choice for many people.

9) Signature Design by Ashley Chime 12 Inch

This is the best CertiPUR-US Certified mattress
The Signature Design by Ashley Chime 12 Inch Mattress is a budget-friendly option that promises a comfortable and supportive sleeping surface. In this review, we'll take a closer look at the features, pros, and cons of this mattress to help you decide if it's the right fit for your sleep needs. The Signature Design by Ashley Chime 12 Inch Mattress is a hybrid mattress that combines gel-infused memory foam, supportive high-density foam, and individually wrapped coils. It comes with a soft and stretchy knit cover that is easy to clean and maintain. The mattress is also CertiPUR-US certified for safety and performance.
Pros:

1. Affordable: The Signature Design by Ashley Chime 12 Inch Mattress is priced competitively, making it an affordable option for those on a budget.
2. Comfortable: The gel-infused memory foam conforms to your body, providing pressure relief and a comfortable sleeping surface.
3. Supportive: The high-density foam and individually wrapped coils provide excellent support and help keep your spine properly aligned.
4. Minimal Motion Transfer: The individually wrapped coils work together with the foam layers to absorb motion, making it a great option for couples who don't want to disturb each other's sleep.

Cons:

1. May be too firm for some: The mattress is relatively firm, which may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface.
2. May retain heat: The gel-infused memory foam may retain heat, which could be uncomfortable during hot weather.
3. May require a break-in period: Some users have reported that the mattress may feel too firm at first but becomes more comfortable after a few nights of use.

Overall, the Signature Design by Ashley Chime 12 Inch Mattress is a great option for those who want a supportive and comfortable sleeping surface without breaking the bank. While it may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface or need a cooler sleeping environment, the mattress's excellent support and minimal motion transfer make it a great choice for many people.

10) LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam

This is the best 10 inch memory foam mattress.
If you're looking for a budget-friendly memory foam mattress, the LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam Mattress may be just what you need. In this review, we'll examine the features, pros, and cons of this popular mattress to help you determine if it's the right choice for your sleep needs. The LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam Mattress features a 2-inch layer of gel-infused memory foam, a 2-inch layer of convoluted foam for added airflow, and a 6-inch layer of high-density base foam. It also comes with a soft, breathable knit cover that is easy to remove and wash. The mattress is CertiPUR-US certified for safety and performance.
Pros:

1. Affordable: The LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam Mattress is priced competitively, making it a great option for those on a budget.
2. Comfortable: The gel-infused memory foam conforms to your body, providing pressure relief and a comfortable sleeping surface.
3. Breathable: The convoluted foam layer and breathable knit cover help to promote airflow, keeping you cool and comfortable throughout the night.
4. Minimal Motion Transfer: The high-density base foam absorbs motion, making it a great option for couples who don't want to disturb each other's sleep.

Cons:

1. May be too firm for some: The mattress is relatively firm, which may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface.
2. May retain heat: While the convoluted foam and breathable cover help promote airflow, some users have reported that the mattress may retain heat, causing discomfort during hot weather.
3. May have an odor: Like many memory foam mattresses, the LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam Mattress may have a temporary odor when first unpacked.

Overall, the LINENSPA 10 Inch Memory Foam Mattress is a great choice for those looking for an affordable and comfortable memory foam mattress. While it may not be suitable for those who prefer a softer sleeping surface or need a cooler sleeping environment, the mattress's excellent support and minimal motion transfer make it a great option for many people. Additionally, the breathable design and CertiPUR-US certification provide peace of mind when it comes to safety and performance.
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