#Facebook Location Tracking
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ok this is going to make me sound like an app enjoyer but does anyone else use the Transit app. u get a little silly randomized emoji icon+username and it uses your anonymized data to show people where the bus is real time. it tracks how many people use ur data to find the bus and you get put on the Transit Leaderboards to brag about how many people u helped find the bus i’m sorry but it’s fun and i like it
#i am wary of companies tracking my location data of course.#but it is in app only and anonymized which is more than i can say for facebook#i like seeing who else rides my bus.. their little icons..#this has nothing to do withth me ranking no. 1 on the leaderboards for june on my bus route.#this post is unsponsored.#my username is The Last Chair#i’m also a little drunk and on the bus on the way home from emo night karaoke with my coworkers
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ghost house
🌙 starring. Lee Donghyuck x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. You stand up, going to inspect the out-of-place panties lying next to your hamper. When you bend down, you see a translucent sort of outline, and it’s not your own spunk marring the fabric. It’s undoubtedly ghost cum, which is the oddest thing to realize- and you’re pretty sure it’s fresh. Your skin tingles at the notion. Somewhere in this house, Hyuck is coming down from a recent orgasm that he’d clearly achieved by using your panties. You’re a witch, but this is sinful, even for you.
tw/cw. Voyeurism, unprotected sex with a ghost, Hyuck is a repressed perv, he’s not a virgin but he’s not experienced either, pantie sniffer Hyuck, Hyuck watching y/n masturbate using ghost powers, Hyuck using y/n’s panties to cum in, weird ghost cum, Hyuck is a switch but leans more submissive at parts, self asphyxiation/choking, y/n punishes Hyuck for being a naughty ghostie, making Hyuck watch her masturbate without touching himself, fingering, oral (f receiving), pussy drunk/addict hyuck, overstimulation, hair pulling, hyuck cums and y/n decides to keep riding him, hyuck likes to be choked, dirty talk, hyuck has a good boy kink, praise kink, degradation/humiliation, finger sucking, face riding, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, etc… I pet names: (hers) princess. (Haechan’s) ghostie, baby.
👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 8.3k
🍭 aus. ghost!hyuck, witch!reader, supernatural au, etc…
☀️ mlist + an. I've never written Hyuck this subby/switchy, but I think it worked, he still has his dom moments, but this man is a near virgin, little, repressed for 20 years ghost shit head who wants to be told he's a good boy, and I'm not even mad about it
Prologue:
“It’s a little unusual for prospective tenants to bring a pet along,” the shy man showing you the house murmurs, watching the way your cat follows you through the halls of the old building.
“Well, it’s important that Pluto likes it here,” you muse, casting your gaze down to your little dark shadow as he darts here and there, chasing orbs and specks of dust that illuminate in the rays of sun streaming through the murky windows. “How long has it been since you had a renter?”
“Too long,” Mark Lee sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “In all honesty, I’m sure you know the reputation this place has.”
“It’s the Ghost House,” you respond, turning to stare at the relative of a man who’d lost his life in this location twenty or so years ago.
“My family hasn’t even tried to rent it out in recent years, but then you found me on Facebook and asked for a showing, I figured, what could it hurt?”
“I guess you don’t believe that this place is haunted?” you inquire, studying the tired, mundane man while Pluto curls around your feet.
“I haven’t spent enough time here to decide what I think,” Mark admits. “My family needs income, and if you’re willing to rent this place out, for half of what you could find anywhere else, we’d love for you to take it. Ghosts, or no ghosts.”
“I’m betting on the ghost aspect,” you tease, looking down at Pluto and following his gaze to a shadowy form at the end of the hall. “I’ll take it.”
One
You’ve been in your new Ghost House for over a month, and in that time, Hyuck has realized you’re no ordinary tenant.
It had started with the way your cat reacted to him, following him around, not scared in the slightest. And then, Hyuck had noticed the way you’d tracked your black cat Pluto with your own eyes, using the animal to try to focus in on Hyuck himself.
At first, he’d thought you were some sort of clairvoyant or wanna-be ghost hunter, but then, you’d pulled out a Grimoire and a cauldron and Hyuck had realized you were more along the lines of a witch.
When you’d first moved in, Hyuck had relished the idea of haunting you out of the house, but now he finds himself to be the one that’s haunted.
He can’t get a moment's peace without your cat following him all over the place, and where your cat goes, you quickly follow. Hyuck has taken to going to the attic, where the door can’t be pushed open by a determined kitty. He fucking hates the attic.
He’s sitting amidst some cobwebs, contemplating how badly he’d fucked up in life to get to this situation, when the attic door creaks on its hinges.
Your head pops through the hole. Your gaze shifts around, and Hyuck could swear your irises look exceptionally feline-esque when they land on him. “Why are you hiding?”
You can’t actually be talking to him. You can’t actually be seeing him- it shouldn’t be possible, and yet, here it is, happening.
“Come now, Donghyuck, are you skulking?”
“Fuck off,” he mutters.
“Is that any way to speak to a witch who’s here to help you?” you laugh.
You’d definitely heard him, and the realization makes a cold shiver run up his spine. Hyuck stands up, approaching you. He waits for you to flinch or pull away, but you don’t, you simply watch him until he’s a few feet away.
“How are you seeing me right now?” he asks.
“I’ve been testing out spells with personal objects of yours that I’ve stumbled upon in the house, nothing works quite like a photo, I’ve found,” you explain. “It’s good to finally see you. I’d hoped to meet you properly within the first week, but it’s been a whole month now of us living together, which feels awfully rude of me.”
“What’s rude is your stupid cat following me around everywhere.” When Hyuck takes a peek down the attic entry manhole, he finds your feline friend at the foot of the ladder, looking up at him with inquisitive eyes.
“Pluto is just doing his job, he was raised to see spirits. The Roman God of the Dead is his namesake after all.”
“The Roman God of the Dead?” Hyuck’s nose scrunches up in distaste. He flunked grade twelve, not that Roman deities were on the learning agenda.
“Forget about it, would you like to come down and talk with me for a while? Now that I can see you and communicate, I think we should have a chat.” You study him carefully. “Although, I will note that until I find a better spell, I’ll only be able to see you like this until your photo stops burning, which could be ten minutes or twenty.”
The pathological demand avoidance in Hyuck makes him want to refuse you, but at the same time, he hasn’t spoken to anyone in over twenty years, not since that night when everything had gone so wrong-
It helps that you’re a cute girl.
With a sigh, Hyuck agrees, following you down to the living room where he finds a makeshift alter, his picture in the center of it, its edges charred. The space smells like some sort of incense, Hyuck can’t pin it, and for the first time in twenty years, Hyuck actually feels something akin to fear.
As the Ghost of the House, Hyuck has always been the one with the power. He’s been the one who scared off the first few tenants with knocks late at night, phone calls in the early hours, and even wearing a sheet to scare off the children young enough to be susceptible to seeing him.
But in this situation, sitting on the nicest chair in the room, your cat lounging on your lap, Hyuck realizes that the power of a ghost is no match to that of a witch. You look like a Goddess, or a queen- energy radiating off of you now that you’re near your alter, and it makes Hyuck’s skin tingle.
“So?” Hyuck asks after sitting in uncomfortable silence for what felt like ages.
“So?” you echo, quirking a brow.
“Why are you here?” he clarifies with a huff of frustration. “Why are you trying so hard to communicate with me?”
“I’m mostly here because the rent is less than half of what I could get anywhere else, and it’s a whole house, so that felt like a no-brainer in this economy,” you laugh. “Although, seeing as you’ve been dead for over twenty years, I’m not going to give you a lesson on rent increase and the cost of living in this day and age. As a witch, I thought this would be a very interesting house to live in, and I’ve been trying to communicate with you, because the way I see it, you’re practically my roommate. We share this house, and I’d like for things to go smoothly.”
“Smoothly,” Hyuck lets out a laugh.
“If you’d rather I exhume your remains and send you to Hell, that can be arranged too.”
Hyuck feels his throat go dry.
“That’s what I thought,” you grin. “So what do you say, roommates?”
“Fine. But I’m tired of the attic.”
“You put yourself there,” you point out.
“Look, you be nice to me, I be nice to you,” Hyuck suggests. “Fair?”
“You’ve got yourself a deal, Ghost boy.”
Two
Living with you actually isn’t so bad. Hyuck’s gotten used to Pluto following him around, but you generally keep to yourself, and he appreciates that trait.
Sure, you get up to witch mojo, and the house smells like all sorts of herbs and shit half the time, but Hyuck has taken to living mostly in the room that used to be his own. He prefers the south-facing space to the dark attic, and although life is boring most of the time, it’s still better than whatever afterlife Hyuck could expect as a man who accidentally took his own life at the ripe age of twenty-three.
Sometimes he likes to come see what you’re up to. He’s taken to watching you cook breakfast and dinner for yourself. You play music he’s never heard before, and the way you shake your hips always has his heart racing.
Pluto notifies you of his presence, but without an alter burning, he’s pretty sure you can only see his outline at best. You clearly don’t mind an audience, and Hyuck spends hours every week simply enjoying you.
It’s interesting to have a roommate that acknowledges him, a roommate that keeps the peace. But at the same time, part of Hyuck misses his old poltergeist ways.
You’ve reformed him. He’s a reformed ghost now, and Hyuck isn’t quite sure what to make of this peaceful living arrangement. It’s much more peaceful than things had been when he’d been alive.
He’d never had a girlfriend. Never had someone to create a sense of belonging, and somehow, he finds that much-needed peace with you. He wonders what life could have been like if he hadn’t taken those drugs that fateful night, if he hadn’t been so lonely that it hurt everywhere, if he hadn’t tried to dull the ache with pills.
“Come on, Donghyuck,” your voice draws him out of his pining thoughts, and you turn from the soup you’re making to stare in his general direction. “I can see your outline, dance with me. You always just stand there and stare, be a good Ghostie Boy, and shake your ass a little.”
Your words make Hyuck’s skin heat. He’s a ghost for Christ's sake, you can't go around objectifying him like this-
“Just a lil swivel,” you grin, showing him with your own hips.
Fuck. You’re hot. You’re so fucking hot, and Hyuck is tired of pretending you’re not.
He begins to shimmy, and he’s rewarded by a melodic giggle that escapes you and fills the kitchen. “That’s it,” you encourage him. “I know you’re not used to this kind of music, but it’s fun!”
Hyuck has to admit that he’s been enjoying the crash course in new media you’ve been giving him. From music to movies to books he haphazardly reads over your shoulders- this new age is something else, and it’s full of uncensored raunchy sex that makes him hornier than he’d ever been when he was alive.
The music you’re listening to is full of explicit lyrics, lyrics about eating pussy, and a pretty girl riding a man’s face- it’s been driving him wild, and in the late night hours, when you’re peacefully asleep one room over, Hyuck hasn’t been able to help himself.
He’s been stroking himself to the thought of you lately. He’s wondered what you’d taste like, what your body would feel like under his hands- He wonders what faces you’d make, the sounds-
This life is a little bit of Heaven, but a little bit of Hell too.
He can’t touch you, can’t taste you, can’t fuck you the way he’s been wanting to-
Leave it to him to fall in love with a sexy witch and add to his own torment.
Three
Hyuck can hear your whimpers through the wall. The sound makes his entire body tingle, and before he can stop himself, he’s shrugging his jeans down and wrapping his hand around his aching cock.
Your sex drive hasn’t been as… intense as his, in fact, he’s not sure if you’ve ever touched yourself since you moved in. Or maybe, you’ve just been quiet, it’s hard to tell.
When you’re in your room, Hyuck gives you privacy. Pluto would probably alert you to his presence if he ever did try to get a look at you naked, and Hyuck doesn’t want to risk your witchy wrath.
But tonight? Fuck, hearing your sounds makes him want to risk everything.
Going to Hell would be worth it for a look at your form.
The ghost shuffles closer to the wall, taking deep breaths as he strokes his aching cock.
One peak won’t hurt, will it?
Hyuck doesn’t often walk through walls or make use of his ghostly powers, but it’s simple enough for him to push his head through the wall. He just goes as far as his face, keeping himself half-suspended in the barrier between rooms.
Your space is dark aside from a few candles burning, and it takes Hyuck a moment for his eyes to adjust. His gaze lands on you, tangled amidst your bedsheets.
You’re naked, head dipped back against the pillows, one hand between your thighs while the other pinches at your nipples.
Fuck, Hyuck almost busts then and there. He has to stop the motions on his cock, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
Pluto is nowhere to be seen, and with your eyes closed, the room mostly dark, Hyuck doubts you’d see his outline even if you did look directly at the one space along your wall that he’s watching from.
This is the perfect scenario for him, and he licks his lips as he watches the way you tease your clit, letting out soft whimpers.
You’re wet, Hyuck can see how wet you are, and it makes his mouth water with need. His cock throbs as he begins to slowly stroke it again, teasing his thumb along the tip.
The way you’re pinching at your nipples is making the ghost want to mark you up with his teeth. He wants to bury his face in your chest and lick you, sucking your perky-looking buds until you’re begging for him-
A movement of your other hand captures his attention, and Hyuck watches as you slide one finger into your core, releasing a moan that has his entire body shaking.
One digit quickly becomes two, and as you stroke your inner walls, the sound of your wet heat becomes audible to the fly on the wall, who pumps his shaft even harder.
Your hips begin to wiggle against your own touch, and Hyuck wonders how good you’d look on top of him, writhing against his cock-
You release your breast in favor of playing with your clit, both hands now between your beautiful thighs. From the sounds escaping you, Hyuck thinks you’re close, and his entire body aches. He tries to slow himself down, he wants to match your speed, wants to reach that climax with you-
Something brushes by Hyuck’s leg and he jumps, tearing himself out of your room to look down at the cat who’s appeared by his foot. “Fuck, not now, Pluto,” he hisses.
Pluto purs in response, and with an exasperated sigh, Hyuck decides to ignore your cat. Fuck it, he needs to cum, and he needs to be watching you cum-
Pushing his face back into your room, Hyuck manages to catch you just in time to see your back arch. A soft gasp of contentment leaves your lips, your hands shaking as your orgasm rushes over you-
Hyuck can’t help himself, his own body simply reacts, his cock throbbing intensely as his own release hits him. He bites down on his lip, pumping his shaft with his eyes glued to your form.
You ride out your orgasms together, and yet, apart.
You’re a scary witch, but you’re none the wiser about the ghost voyeur committing every one of your movements to memory.
Finally, Hyuck can’t take the sensation anymore, and he stops, pulling his head out of your room. He’s no stranger to ghost cum, it’s this odd, translucent goo-
When he looks down after pulling up his pants, Hyuck realizes he’s sprayed the wall, and narrowly missed Pluto, but the cat is looking at his spunk as if he can see it-
Hyuck’s never had an animal in the house before. He knows that usually, his ghost jizz disappears after a while, but if the cat were to try to touch it-
“Pluto, no!” Hyuck whispers, trying to block the animal with his hands.
The cat has brushed by Hyuck before, so Hyuck’s pretty sure the cat won’t go through his hands-
Instead, Pluto tries to go around Hyuck’s hands, and the ghost’s heart lurches in his cold chest.
“Fuck, stop!” he says, voice getting louder.
The cat meows obnoxiously, and Hyuck hears a sound in your room-
Hyuck doesn’t have time for this, he’s not about to get caught one room over after you’ve just orgasmed. The ghost does the only thing he can think of doing, he jumps down to the ground to hide behind the bed.
Luckily, Pluto seems more interested in him than his ghost cum on the wall, and begins to follow. The bedroom door is pushed open, drawing Pluto’s attention from following Hyuck.
“Pluto?” you call. “What are you doing in here?”
Hyuck can feel his heart in his throat, and he cowers further under the bed, afraid that if you see any of his shadowy figure, you’ll exorcize him or something.
There’s a few moments of tight tension, and then Pluto pads away from Hyuck to join you at the door.
“Silly kitty,” you coo, picking up your pet. “Let’s go make you some dinner.”
The door closes behind you and Hyuck lets out a deep breath.
That had been much too close for him.
Four
It’s been about a week since Hyuck watched you finger fuck yourself to completion, and he’s doing his best to avoid you. He gets a half-chub every time he looks at you for Christ’s sake, and while part of him feels justified in his voyeurism - he is a ghost after all - another part of him feels dirty about it.
Hyuck feels like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders every time you leave the house, and today, he watches you get into your car and drive off before he heads to your room. He’s been curious about a few things, but you hardly ever leave the property, so he hasn’t had the time and the balls to follow his wishes until now.
Your bedroom door is closed, and it’s as easy as stepping through it for Hyuck to invade your space.
He tries to calm himself, tries to take his time looking at items you’ve collected. There’s a stack of books that thrum with power, he stays away from them. Jewels and crystals litter a vanity table also covered in various perfume bottles, and Hyuck bends down to smell one, overcome by the scent of florals that always follows you through the house. Lastly, Hyuck goes over to the laundry hamper.
The ghost is overjoyed by what greets him. Sitting on top of a pile of sweaters, is a lacy thong. Hyuck sinks to his knees, bending over the hamper and bringing his nose as close to the panties as possible. He takes a deep breath, eyes closing as the scent overwhelms him: this is so much better than florals.
Now he really feels dirty, but there’s something so freeing in it. He’s a dirty little ghostie, and Hyuck is beginning to revel in it.
He’s been a spirit for so many years, and he’s gotten adept at poltergeist-type activity. Sure, he’s usually only ever used it to throw books around, or open cupboards, or… you know, wear bedsheets to scare the shit out of the kids who show up and trespass around Halloween, but… grabbing a pair of panties shouldn’t be that hard.
With a shaky hand, Hyuck reaches into the hamper. He focuses his energy to his fingertips, and after a deep breath, when he touches your panties, he can feel the lace. Hyuck lifts the fabric out of the hamper, collapsing onto his knees next to it and shimmying his pants down.
Then, he wraps his panty-clad hand around his cock, throwing his head back to let out a sigh of relief. There’s something so sexy about jacking off using your underwear as friction- there’s a small, juicy spot along the fabric, and Hyuck’s majorly tempted to lick at it, but he feels like that’s a line he shouldn’t cross.
Instead, he pumps his cock harder, letting out soft whimpers. Hyuck’s head lolls forward again, chin tucked down to his chest. His eyes open so he can stare at your cute panties as he strokes himself off with them, and the sight alone has his dick twitching.
Hyuck grits his teeth, his abdominal muscles flexing with effort. He can’t help but rut toward his hand now, and each stroke of your lacey thong against his aching cock has him closer and closer-
There’s a sound downstairs, and it makes Hyuck’s heart leap in his chest. You’re home again already?
He tightens his grip on his length, determined to cum before he gets caught. He can’t stop now, not when he’s so close to a much-needed release-
As the sound of you coming up the stairs limits his time more and more, the idea of getting caught actually adds to Hyuck’s pleasure. Before he knows what he’s doing, one of Hyuck’s hands is raising to his throat. He throws his head back, applying just a bit of pressure- it’s enough to have him grunting, the cord in his stomach snapping as his orgasm takes over.
Waves of pleasure wash through his entire body, his grip tightening on his throat and making it all the more intense. He can feel his spunk shooting onto your panties, which he holds over his tip as he pumps his aching cock, getting out every last drop-
He can hear you humming as you come down the hall, and in Hyuck’s post-orgasmic haze, he doesn’t have time to think. He simply drops your panties on the floor and stumbles to his feet, stepping through the wall just as your door opens.
He collapses again in the other room, pulling up his pants and trying to catch his breath.
Five
It had been a quick run to get cat food for Pluto, and when you arrive back at your room, you hardly even notice that something is out of place. First, you open your blinds, peaking out at the evening setting sun. Then you go to sit on your bed to take off your socks, as you’re about to toss them to your hamper, you notice something on the floor.
It’s a pair of your lacy panties, and you’re a hundred percent sure they hadn’t been on the floor when you’d left.
With your bedroom door closed, Pluto couldn’t have gotten into your things, which leaves one culprit.
Hyuck.
You’ve suspected the ghost has had a growing crush on you for a while, after all, he is a man who’s been alone in this house for years, but this is your first real evidence of it.
You stand up, going to inspect the out-of-place panties lying next to your hamper. When you bend down, you see a translucent sort of outline, and it’s not your own spunk marring the fabric.
It’s undoubtedly ghost cum, which is the oddest thing to realize- and you’re pretty sure it’s fresh.
Your skin tingles at the notion. Somewhere in this house, Hyuck is coming down from a recent orgasm that he’d clearly achieved by using your panties.
You’re a witch, but this is sinful, even for you.
For a moment, you simply stare at your panties, and then, you decide to do something about it. Going to your Grimoire, you open to a page bookmarked by multiple photos. They’re pictures of Hyuck that you’d found in the attic. You’d saved them for a rainy day when you’d need to contact him with a full-body apparition again, and it looks like today is the day.
Grabbing the largest one, you take the photo and your Grimoire down to the alter in the living room. While you have an alter of sorts in your bedroom, the one powered by the direct sun on your table by the south-facing window is the most appropriate for something like this.
You make quick work of a spell to bind the ghost to the waking world, and with a last few sprinkles of spices and some dried herbs, you place the photo in the center, using a lighter along the bottom edge.
“Hyuck?” you call, turning toward the room. “Come out, come out, wherever you are!”
You hear someone whisper, “Fuck,” and you turn to see Hyuck scampering toward the staircase.
“Are you seriously going to make me chase you?”
“Don’t exorcize me!” he screams, taking the stairs two at a time.
His words make you laugh. “I have a different type of exercise planned,” you retort, but it doesn’t do anything to slow him down. “Seriously, Hyuck, calm down!”
You make it to the second level, and you know where he’s snuck into. He may have closed the door quietly, but you’ve lived with the ghost long enough to know which room he’s staked a claim over.
Taking an amused breath, you knock gently. “Hyuck,” you sing-song, “I’m not mad. Just let me in.”
“You’re gonna exorcize me.”
You sigh again. “Hyuck, open this door, right now.”
You hate to use your dommy-mommy voice on him, but he’s trying your patience, and you only have as long as it takes for his photo to burn, which, due to your magic, probably gives you about half an hour, give or take.
“If you do not open this door, I will open it for you, and your punishment will be worse,” you warn him.
A moment later, the door creaks open ajar, and you push it the rest of the way.
“I’m sorry,” Hyuck tells you, standing there with his shoulders hunched.
“For what?” you enquire, leaning on the frame and crossing your arms over your chest.
“For running.”
“And?” you prompt.
“For uh…” you watch his Adam's apple bob as he swallows thickly, bowing his head, “for uh… using your panties.”
“Using them how?” You’re kind of enjoying watching him like this. He might have his own weird kinks, but this might just be one of your own.
“Well, you know…” his skin is turning pink.
“I don’t know. I want you to tell me what you did with them. Don’t leave out a single detail you bad ghost boy.”
Hyuck’s gaze lifts to meet yours, but he’s quick to look away again. “Well, I mean, I was just looking at them at first.”
“At first. And then what?”
“Well, I just wanted to touch them.”
“Liar,” you scoff. “I bet you wrapped them around your cock and jerked off with them, didn’t you?”
Hyuck’s ears have turned pink now, and when his hands go in front of his body, you realize he’s trying to hide a half-chub that’s growing in his pants.
The little freak is into this.
God, he’s endearing.
“Admit it,” you instruct. “If you admit it, I’ll go easy on you.”
Hyuck takes a breath. “Yes, I used your panties to cum.”
You study the ghost.
“Good boy,” you say finally. His eyes lift to meet yours, his lips parting. “Come to my room.”
You don’t wait for him to respond, you simply turn and expect him to follow. When you get to your room, you collapse onto the bed.
“Close the door,” you instruct next. “Be a good boy and light my candles for me too.”
As he begins to follow through with your commands, you stretch, letting out a sigh from the feeling of your tight muscles. Then, you lift off your shirt, tossing it at Hyuck while his back is to you, his fingers fumbling with a lighter.
Hyuck freezes, then turns to look at you.
“Have you watched me before, dirty ghostie?” you ask, going to remove your pants next.
The way he swallows tells you everything you need to know.
“Well, you are a bad, naughty, dirty, little ghostie, aren’t you, Hyuck?” you grin, tossing your jeans at him.
Laying in your bra and panties, you watch him finish lighting your candles, then he comes to stand at the foot of the bed, clearly waiting on instruction. He’s trying to cover the front of his pants again, and it makes you laugh.
“Move your hands,” you tell him. “You know, honestly, I’m a little surprised at how easy it was for you to get hard again. You came, what? Ten minutes ago? Fifteen?”
He’s so bashful he can hardly answer, and it’s an adorable sight.
“Here are the rules,” you say, “I’m going to make myself cum. After that, I’ll let you make me cum. And if you can get through all of that teasing without touching yourself, if you can prove to me you’re a good ghostie who can follow instructions, I’ll fuck you. How does that sound?”
Hyuck’s gaze watches your hand slip between your thighs, your legs opening wider, and he unconsciously licks his lips. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Okay… mistress?”
You laugh at his attempt to please you. “I was looking for a thank you.”
“Right, yeah, thank you, I can follow instructions,” he fumbles to correct himself.
“Then be a good boy and put your hands behind yourself. I don’t want you touching anything. Don’t want you covering anything either, got it?” Your words come out breathy as you begin to stroke your core through your panties. “I especially don’t want to see your hands all shaky, that’s just embarrassing, ghost boy.”
Why are you enjoying this so much? Why are you enjoying the degradation of a man who died over twenty years ago?
From Hyuck’s reactions it’s clear he’s never been spoken to like this. Sure, domination and submission were things back in the day, but there must be something about your specific 2020’s brand of degradation-
Hyuck slots his hands behind his back, letting out a deep breath.
“Good boy,” you coo, pushing your panties to the side so you can touch your pussy directly. Teasing him like this has already made you extremely wet, and it’s easy for you to glide your digits up and down your soaked slit, drawing soft circles on your clit.
“Can you see from there, ghost boy?” you sigh, spreading your legs even wider.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I don’t like Mistress or Ma’am,” you admit.
“I’m sorry.”
If you got him to call you Goddess you’d risk hubris, so instead, you tell him, “Call me princess.”
You’d considered ‘Angel’ as a term of endearment, but with the deities you pay tribute to, even that had felt like a step too far. No, Princess works- You feel like a royal girlie who’s having fun with a servant boy, abusing the power you hold over him, for mutual benefit.
“Okay, princess,” Hyuck breathes, and you can tell from his reaction that he enjoys the feeling of the word on his tongue.
You like the sound of it coming from him too, and you throw your head back, getting more comfortable against the pillows. You tease one of your fingers into your wet hole, stroking your sensitive inner walls.
Hyuck lets out a shaky gasp, and you grin to yourself, keeping your eyes closed so you can enjoy the sensation. Although that doesn’t stop you from saying in a sing-song voice, “You better not be touching yourself, ghost boy.”
“I’m not, princess, I promise.”
“Good ghostie,” you coo slipping another finger into your pussy. You open your eyes to look at him. His gaze is fixed on your core, and he’s got his bottom lip pinned between his teeth. “Is it a nice view?”
“The best view in the whole world,” Hyuck breathes, almost panting.
“Should I make myself cum so you can finally touch me?”
“Fuck, yes please, fuck, yes-” Hyuck’s eyes meet yours, and you see the desperation, it’s practically throbbing off of him in waves. “Please, princess, I wanna watch you cum.”
“You’re being such a good ghostie for me,” you muse, pulling your fingers from your core and holding them out for him, “Come here, have a taste.”
Hyuck falls onto his knees on the foot of your mattress, grabbing your hand with both of his and drawing your digits to his mouth. He sucks on them, his eyes fixed on yours as his tongue licks and strokes your skin, cleaning up every drop of your juices.
“Now back to your spot,” you prompt, pulling your hand away. “The moment I cum, you can join.”
You watch him swallow thickly, and while he doesn’t talk back, Hyuck is clearly reluctant to get back to his feet, standing at the edge of the bed and watching you.
His hands go behind his back, and when he’s in proper form, you slowly slip your panties down your legs. Then, you throw them directly at him. They land on his shoulder, and Hyuck turns to look at them, breathing deeply.
He’s rock hard in his pants now, and the sight turns you on as you bring both hands to your core. You begin to finger yourself while you rub tight circles on your clit, your toes curling at the sensation.
“Hyuck,” you whimper, arching your back, building the pressure deep in the pit of your abdomen.
“Princess-” he echoes, sounding even more desperate than you are.
You open your eyes, staring directly at Hyuck as you work yourself closer and closer-
“I’m gonna cum,” you tell him. “Fuck, I’m almost there, almost there, baby-”
Hyuck releases a moan at the new pet name, and you can see him twitching. He’s doing his best to follow your instruction about not moving until you’ve cum, but you can see it’s getting harder and harder-
You let out a gasp, your orgasm slamming into you, and that’s when Hyuck finally pounces.
He wastes no time jumping onto the bed, burying his face between your legs while his hands grab at the flesh of your thighs, fingers digging into your skin. His mouth devours your core as your orgasm surges through you, and each lick and suck has you crying out, muscles tensing as Hyuck intensifies your high.
Your fingers thread in his hair, and he groans when you tug on him, unrelenting in his task of eating you through your orgasm. The ghost is eating you like a man who’s been starved of pussy for twenty years, and you suppose that’s accurate, so can you really hold the whole pantie-sniffing thing against him?
You’re not sure how he does it, but one orgasm that you’d given yourself quickly becomes a second orgasm that Hyuck has coaxed out of you by sucking on your clit, and you gasp loudly as it slams into you, riding the tail end of the first high.
“Fuck, I’m cumming-” you whimper, thighs tensing around Hyuck’s head-
He simply pushes them apart, tongue diving into your hole to stroke your walls as they spasm around him. Hyuck groans, and the feeling of the vibration on your clit has you whimpering even louder, your grip tightening in his hair.
“Hyuck-” you moan, pushing at his head, “I’m done, that was two-”
“I want three,” he tells you, taking his mouth from your pussy so he can suck marks along your inner thighs. “Can I have three? I’ve been a good ghostie for you.”
“You can have three when you bury your cock inside of me,” you tell him with a laugh, your body still buzzing in the after-effects of two orgasms that had happened in quick succession.
“I want three now, and four when I’m fucking you stupid, princess.”
Well, this is a switch-up.
He’d been so subby before, but one taste of your pussy has him trying to be more dominant? Fuck it, you don’t even mind, the words that have just come out of his mouth are too hot to even handle, so you let out a small, whimpered, “Okay.”
“Okay, what?” he prompts, teeth grazing your inner thigh.
“Make me cum one more time with your mouth before you fuck me.”
Hyuck doesn’t waste any time swiping his tongue along your slit again. He flicks at your clit and your thighs shake around his head, your nails dragging softly against his scalp.
Your hips begin to wiggle, and Hyuck looks up at you, holding out his tongue and staying still so you can grind against him. You toss your head back, closing your eyes as you ride his tongue, using him for your own pleasure.
Hyuck groans, tilting forward just enough for his nose to bump your clit, and your muscles clench at the stimulus. You’re sensitive after two orgasms, but fuck, Hyuck feels so good.
“I just want you to fuck me,” you confess, relaxing back against the bed again while Hyuck takes the cue to begin to lick your pussy. “Make me cum so you can fuck me.”
Hyuck practically growls in response, his lips suctioning around your clit. Your legs quiver around his head, thighs squishing in on him- this time, instead of pushing you away and spreading you open, Hyuck allows you to practically crush his skull, his fingers digging into your soft flesh.
“Hyuck-” you whimper, body beginning to shake as he focuses all his attention on your clit.
There’s no pushing the ghost away, no crushing his head with your thighs- he’s locked in on his target, and all you can do is take what he’s giving you.
Your moans fill the space, your back arching as he sucks your clit closer and closer to another high-
Then, out of the blue, one of his hands snakes up to your throat. Hyuck adjusts so he can squeeze your neck, his tongue flicking at your clit, his breath hot against your skin-
The pressure on your throat makes your entire body freeze for a moment, mind short-circuiting- and when you’re able to think again, all you can think about is the pulsing between your thighs as your orgasm crashes into you like a bullet train.
You whimper, the sound obstructed in part by the hand still gripping your throat. Your own hands fly to Hyuck’s wrist, encouraging him to apply even more pressure as you begin to thrash under his touch. Your hips are bucking toward his face, your pussy throbbing like it’s never throbbed before- and there’s not even anything filling you.
Your clit feels amazing, but your poor inner walls have been neglected, you’re aching for something to throb around, aching for an intrusion in your sinfully wet hole-
“Hyuck, please,” you gasp, letting out a shuddery breath when he pulls his mouth from your core, looking up at you. “I need-”
He squeezes your throat tighter, cutting off your words. Then he begins to kiss up your body, finally making it to your lips. He stops just a millimeter away, looking down at you as he releases your neck. It’s as if - even after all of this - he’s asking for permission.
You throw your arms around the back of his throat, tugging him the final distance to your mouth. His tongue clashes against your own, and you can taste your pussy there. Your core throbs, and Hyuck begins to grind down against you, rolling his hips expertly.
“Fuck,” you groan, breaking the kiss so you can shove your hands between your bodies, pushing at his pants.
Hyuck, meanwhile, begins to mark up your neck in love bites, his fingers slipping under your back so he can unclasp your bra and tear it off.
You’re naked for him now, and you make quick work of his pants, briefs, and shirt. You’re caught in a whirlwind of need, kisses, and touches. Finally, he’s slotting himself between your thighs again. This time, when he grinds against you, his bare cock glides past your clit, and your legs shake, your fingers clawing at him.
“Do it,” you encourage him, gasping as he kisses your throat. One of your hands snakes into his hair, massaging his scalp. “Fuck me.”
Hyuck reaches between your bodies, grabbing the base of his cock. He begins to tease his head along your pussy lips and you both groan at the feeling. “Princess-” he moans.
“It’s okay,” you assure him. “I’m ready, I can take it. You’ve been such a good ghostie being patient for me and making me cum- it’s your turn. Use me, baby, fill me up.”
He’s panting against your neck, and he pulls back to look down at you. You can tell there’s hesitancy, but a need too, and when you grab the nape of his neck to draw his lips to yours, you feel his body immediately relax.
He presses the tip of his cock to your tight hole, and as he kisses you, he begins to push into your pussy.
You groan at the feeling of him. For an average-sized man, his cock is no laughing matter. He’s thick, stretching out your inner walls with each inch that sinks into you.
Your thighs quake around his hips, and Hyuck licks at your tongue, moaning and kissing you until his front is flush with your own.
Only then does he break the kiss, rubbing his forehead against yours. “Princess-”
“I know, baby, it feels good for me too,” you assure him.
He grabs at the pillow next to your head, squeezing it roughly while letting out a shuddery breath.
Your pussy is still throbbing, trying to accommodate his large size, and when he buries his face against your throat, beginning to thrust, your entire body lights up with pleasurable energy.
“Fuck,” you groan, closing your eyes and stroking his shoulders, “Just like that.”
He picks up his pace, fucking you harder and harder until your bed begins to rock against the wall with each rough motion from his hips.
Hyuck continues his barrage on your throat, licking your sweet spot while you mewl into his ear, holding him tight. One of his hands sneaks up between your bodies, grabbing at your breast. He pinches your nipple between his fingers, rolling it and panting against your skin.
“Hyuck-” you whimper, pussy throbbing around him, earning a deep groan.
“I don’t know if I can hold it,” he admits, pulling away to look down at you with beautiful chocolate eyes.
“Then don’t hold it,” you tell him. “Just don’t assume we’re done when you’re done.”
His gaze darkens, his plump lips parting in a silent question. Instead of saying anything else, you draw him in for a kiss, wrapping your legs tight around his hips.
The hand that had been on your breast finds your free hand, fingers lacing as he presses you down into the mattress, fucking you even harder.
Each thrust has him hitting perfect spots, and the way he’s rolling your hips adds stimulus to your clit, which throbs with sensitivity.
The throaty moans escaping him are driving you mental, and the way his tongue strokes your own has you dizzy with lust.
Your other hand tangles in his pretty hair, tugging gently, dragging his mouth away from yours so you can begin to speckle his throat with kisses.
Hyuck lets out an absolutely sinful moan, and you realize he’s very sensitive in this area. It makes you want to make it even more, so you begin to suck small purple marks into his flesh while he shakes above you, bicep muscles flinching with effort.
“Keep fucking me,” you remind him. “Want you to cum.”
Hyuck squeezes your hand, his pace picking up again.
“That’s it, ghost boy,” you coo, licking his throat. “Cum for your princess.”
He lets out a strangled gasp, thrusts faltering. A moment later you can feel his cum filling you up, and it makes you moan, your core throbbing with desperation. You need one more high, and you’re sure he’ll help you get it.
Hyuck rides out his orgasm, and then he collapses on top of you, his lips seeking out your own.
You allow him to kiss you for a while, cock still buried deep inside of you. Then, you begin to stroke his body again, making him shiver.
“Can you roll onto your back for me, ghost boy?” you prompt, looking up into his eyes.
Hyuck is quick to comply, and you can tell from the way his lips part, that he’s not expecting you to mount him as soon as he’s on his back. You put his cock back inside of you before any cum can drip out, and you sit there, staring down at him with your hands on his chest.
“Your recharge time is pretty good, isn’t it, ghost boy?” you tease, gently rolling your hips while he whines, grabbing your thighs from the sensitivity. “I bet I could just kiss you for a few minutes, and you’d be rock hard again in no time.”
“Princess-”
“You want to please me, don’t you, baby?” You trail a finger down his chest, teasing your nails across his abdomen and watching the muscles jump there under your touch.
“Yes,” he admits.
“And I think we both deserve to cum one more time, don’t you?”
He nods again.
You lean over him, pretending you’re about to kiss him, as his eyes flutter shut, lips parting in anticipation- you push his face to the side, attacking his neck instead.
“Fuck,” Hyuck groans, grabbing at your hips, squeezing you.
“Such a sensitive neck,” you muse, lips moving to his ear where you lick the shell, enjoying the way he shudders. “I wonder if I just…” you slip one hand up his chest, and Hyuck immediately arches his head, giving you full access to wrap your fingers around his throat. “That’s what I thought.”
Hyuck whimpers below you, hips pushing up, looking for friction-
“Did that make you hard, ghostie?” you laugh, sitting up and looking down at him. “Just a little choking and you’re already good to go again?”
This poor man has been repressed- you’re happy you’re the one who gets to free him.
You begin to slowly move your hips, and Hyuck lets out a desperate moan, arching his head back even more. You tighten your grip on his throat and he responds by digging his fingers into your hips, urging you to ride him faster.
He looks so good like this.
Then, one of his hands moves, his thumb finding your clit. Your core throbs around him and you both moan loudly. Hyuck opens his eyes, looking up at you.
“You’re being so good for me,” you tell him, rutting faster on his cock. “Make your princess cum.”
He rubs your clit harder, beginning to buck up to meet you while you ride him.
Then, Hyuck pushes your hand from his neck, sitting up so he can latch his mouth onto your breast. He holds you close, wrapping his arms around your lower back and moving you on his cock. His teeth skim your nipple and you cry out, threading your hands in his hair and moaning in his ear.
He groans in response. This new angle has your clit rubbing against him, and you ride yourself to an intense completion, your head thrown back when your orgasm rushes over you.
As you cum, Hyuck flips you onto your back, taking over and thrusting into you with newfound energy. Your pussy throbs around him as he fucks you stupid, and when he buries his face against your throat, marking your skin, he cums too.
You can feel him shoot a second load deep inside of you, coating your walls to the point of nearly being too full, but part of you kind of loves it.
You hold him as he fucks you through your highs, listening to his panting and whining.
Finally, he stops, all but collapsing on top of you, lips feverish against your skin.
You pet his hair, trying to catch your breath.
You’re cognizant of the fact that you don’t have all the time in the world for aftercare, and you’d rather talk with Hyuck now than address a shadow.
“Ghostie?” you whisper.
He releases a grunt.
“We don’t have much time left,” you say sadly.
He pulls away from your throat, looking down at you.
“Listen,” you cup his face, “being interested in a ghost the way I’m interested in you has never been something I saw for myself in this life,” you admit. “But, I am interested in you. I only have so many pictures of you that I can use to make you physical like this, but I’m going to find something to make this longer lasting, I promise. Until I do… I’m okay with you sniffing my panties, or watching me masturbate, or anything you want-”
Hyuck cracks a smile at your words, and you find yourself giggling as well.
“So you’re not going to exorcize me?” he jokes.
“Never ever,” you promise.
“You’re going to find a way for us to be together,” the ghost says softly.
“If anyone could find a way, it’s a witch like me,” you assure him, leaning up to press your lips against his.
He kisses you gently, and you get lost in it.
You’re not sure how long you stay lip-locked, but after a while, the feeling of his lips disappears. You open your eyes to find yourself alone, well- you can still see a shadow of him, but his warmth is gone, and the sensation of his kisses too.
You sigh. “I’ll find a way, ghostie,” you promise.
You’d like to think he responded, maybe with a word of encouragement, but there’s no way to know for sure.
Rolling onto your side, you imagine him behind you, close but unable to physically touch.
Leave to a witch to fall in love with a ghost.
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🔮 preview. Hyuck kisses you, grabbing your face as he does so. You can taste something unsaid on his tongue, but you do your best to ignore it as he pulls you from the sink, turning you around until your bum hits the island table. He lifts you up, setting you onto the old wood, then, he sinks to his knees. You’re wearing a dress, Hyuck loves dresses, they make it easy for him to have access to your pussy. He’s downright kitty obsessed these days, lifting up your skirt just enough to get under it. His lips make contact with your panty clad core and you let out a sigh of relief, leaning back on your palms and letting your head fall backward.
cw/ tw. Dominant leaning switchy Hyuck, unprotected ghost sex, kitchen sex, sex on a table, pussy eating, fingering, pussy obsessed Hyuck, slight ghost angst, hair pulling, choking, praise, dirty talk, kitchen quickie, multiple reader orgasms, mentions of dark magic/bones, panties as a gag, finger sucking, sex while wearing a dress, etc… I petnames. (hers) princess (his) baby
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The answer to your ghost conjuration problem had been shockingly simple. If burning a picture could draw Hyuck to your existence for as long as it was alight, you realized that burning one of his bones would last substantially longer.
Most crematoriums burn bones at 1000 degrees Celsius for two or three hours. At a much lower temperature, using a Bunsen burner set to 300 degrees, you could burn one small fragment for a lot longer.
The worst part was going to the graveyard across town, with no one but Pluto as company, under the light of the moon in the dead of night to exhume Hyuck’s body. It’s been so long since his death that you weren’t worried about finding anything other than bones in the casket, and with a spell, you didn’t even have to put in the effort to dig- but something about uncovering Hyuck’s supposed ‘final resting place’ just hadn’t sat right with you.
You’d been aware, as you had driven home with a bag full of bones, that you were teetering on the side of a darker shade of magic. But for love, you decided not to care.
The first night you’d lit up a small bone, Hyuck had appeared right behind you, and the two of you had fucked on the floor right next to the altar.
It’s been three or four months since you began to burn Hyuck’s bones, and your lust for each other hasn’t diminished.
He’s insatiable, and you are too.
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⚠️ we need to protect scarlett ⚠️
apparently it got out that scarlett has been stalked by a freak guy from LA since august 2022. the man thinks he’s scarlett’s second child real father. he knows where she lives and she left at her house letters and other items. scarlett and her lawyer asked the court a restrictive order, but they didn’t gave to her.
report and block the guy on his socials profiles and be mindful of putting specific locations of scarlett’s next events, he stalks related fan profiles and fanpages to get as much information to reach her.
im gonna link some useful posts of scarlett’s fanpage about this news and who to report.
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main profile of the men other profiles of him and others
what happened to scarlett pt 2 pt 3
be mindful you guys, let’s team up to protect scarlett as much as we can. spread the word and let’s take action to report this man. stay safe out there.
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scarlett’s publicist is asking fans for HELP. apparently everyone is so worried for this guy and this is getting too serious. people are telling he is now in NEW YORK, so we better move up. he changes his plates, phone numbers, accounts, location and everything to not be found by the police. we have to report him immediately as it’s too much dangerous. please let’s be united to make sure scarlett and her family are safe.
in case you are in new york and see him call the police immediately.
if you see something suspicious on the internet please contact the twitter user “keeping up with scarlett” as she is directly in contact with scarlett publicist, if can’t tell me and i report to the twt account.
keep blocking and report his profiles on every social. (twt, instagram, facebook, tumblr, tik tok etc.)
please he follows her on insta so we can start there to track him down, scarlett deserves better than this. he is currently in the hamptons following his last update.
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Do NOT download 'Threads'
This is mostly a warning to anyone who uses Facebook, Instagram, or both, but I encourage everyone on the internet regardless of Social Media preferences such as Tumblr or DeviantART to NOT download the new app "Threads" period, here's why:
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TL;DR: "Threads" acts like a good alternative to Twitter, but it's actually a huge invasion of your privacy, it reveals people's real names, goes into your docs and credit scores, reads your private messages, tracks your location, etc, etc, and politically it's heavily right wing.
And sadly, if you do download this app, the only way to get rid of it is to delete your other accounts (Instagram, Facebook, etc), so please don't download "Threads", it's just not worth it.
I already had to warn my Dad and little Sister this since they use Facebook(albiet not much).
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Weekly output: Rocket Lab booster catch, passwordless logins, Mark Vena podcast, Chris Krebs cybersecurity-policy assessment, Facebook to end background location tracking
Weekly output: Rocket Lab booster catch, passwordless logins, Mark Vena podcast, Chris Krebs cybersecurity-policy assessment, Facebook to end background location tracking
Friday marked two years since we adopted our cat. Abel still ignores us when we tell him not to jump on the dining-room table but is a sweetie in most other ways. And every time I expand the online world’s inventory of cat photos by posting one of him, I feel like I am being a good citizen of the Internet.
5/3/2022: Watch a Helicopter Catch an Electron Booster Rocket, PCMag
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SpaceTime 20240223 Series 27 Episode 24
The black hole warping spacetime at the centre of the Milky Way
A new study has found that Sagittarius A* the supermassive black hole at the centre of the Milky Way galaxy is spinning so quickly it is warping the spacetime surrounding it into a shape of a rugby football.
Nuclear fusion reactor sets new world record
Physicists in Britain have smashed the world record for energy output using a nuclear fusion reactor – bringing us a step closer to unlimited clean energy.
NASA to demonstrate autonomous navigation system on moon
NASA is planning to test a new navigation system that will change how humans, rovers, and spacecraft independently track their precise location on the Moon and in cis-lunar space.
Arnhem Space Centre’s new vehicle assembly buildings
Equatorial Launch Australia has released final designs for its Horizontal vehicle Integration Facility buildings at the Arnhem Space Centre east of Darwin.
The Science Report
Using stem cell transplants to provide long term remission from HIV/AIDS
Australian birds that live on islands are among the species most at risk of extinction.
All dogs go to heaven, but which ones live the longest?
Skeptics guide to psychic channelling
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Arthur Delaney at HuffPost:
Former President Donald Trump said Monday that young voters should blame President Joe Biden if the U.S. government bans the popular social media app TikTok, even though Trump supported such a ban when he was president.
Congress is on the verge of passing a bill that would require TikTok’s Chinese parent company, ByteDance, to sell TikTok in less than a year or else see the video-sharing platform banned from U.S. app stores. Biden supports the policy and has said he would sign the bill into law.
“Just so everyone knows, especially the young people, Crooked Joe Biden is responsible for banning TikTok,” Trump wrote on his Truth Social platform. “He is the one pushing it to close, and doing it to help his friends over at Facebook become richer and more dominant, and able to continue to fight, perhaps illegally, the Republican Party.”
Trump’s statement slamming Biden for the TikTok ban is a remarkable reversal for the former president, who issued an executive order in August 2020 banning TikTok absent a divestiture by ByteDance ― essentially the same policy now under consideration.
TikTok said at the time that the forced divestiture and ban would violate First Amendment and due process rights and was just a pretext for Trump’s “broader campaign of anti-China rhetoric in the run-up to the U.S. election.” A federal court quickly blocked the ban before it could take effect. A bill passed by Congress would likely face legal challenges as well.
Trump said in the text of his 2020 order that TikTok represented a national security threat because its data collection “threatens to allow the Chinese Communist Party access to Americans’ personal and proprietary information — potentially allowing China to track the locations of Federal employees and contractors, build dossiers of personal information for blackmail, and conduct corporate espionage.”
Republicans and Democrats in the U.S. House said essentially the same thing when they passed a TikTok ban in March. The bill stalled in the Senate, but over the weekend the House passed another TikTok ban, this time as part of a broader bill that includes a variety of foreign policy provisions popular with lawmakers on both sides of the aisle. It now looks more likely than ever that the TikTok divestiture bill could become law.
Donald Trump, who proposed a TikTok ban in 2020 during his "Presidency", slams President Joe Biden for supporting a bill that is all but likely to be signed to ban TikTok in the USA if its parent company ByteDance doesn't sell it within 9 months to a year. #KeepTikTok #NoTikTokBan
#TikTok Ban#Keep TikTok#Donald Trump#Joe Biden#ByteDance#TikTok#Trump Administration#Biden Administration
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callout post for @birdsong-18
I know I don't have a lot of followers here, but I thought I'd use my little platform to call attention to someone who's done some pretty problematic stuff.
To start off, Song keeps sending me weird messages over Discord (see fig. 1). I've asked her to stop, but she just tells me that she's being compelled to by higher powers and she cannot help it. Like, seriously, it's not that hard to just turn your phone off!
Second, even though we live in different states, Song tracked me down irl. She did this by hiring Rainbolt (you know, the geoguessr guy) to analyze the 10 pixels of window in one of the selfies I sent to determine my exact location. I don't know how much it cost her, but probably a lot. However, the photo was actually sent from my childhood home. So she spoke to my parents and pretended to be my long-lost cousin searching for me. Made a whole facebook and everything. No idea how she convinced them, but they told her where I live now and she came to visit me at school, where she asked around until she found one of my friends who gave her my schedule. Once she found me, she delivered me a handwritten note and some candy which is actually kinda sweet but still creepy that she took the time to do that.
I asked her why and figure 2 shows her response.
Thirdly, she clearly discriminates against me because of the instrument I play, and seems to think she's superior as a vocalist (figure 3).
Finally, she killed me in Minecraft. and built a nicer base than me.
Thank you all for taking the time out of your day to read this. Hopefully the power of mob mentality and schadenfreude will bring this person the justice she deserves. send her anons.
EVIDENCE.
figure 1.
figure 2.
figure 3.
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If you go out and protest:
LEAVE YOUR PHONE AND SMART WATCH HOME. These devices can track your location. Discuss meeting places and stuff beforehand, preferably face to face or only by encrypted means.
DO NOT TAKE PHOTOS/VIDEOS, this can put people in danger.
Bring easy to transport snacks, water, any meds you need and first-aid kits.
If it’s very hot weather, bring drinks like Gatorade that replenish electrolytes.
Don’t forget sunscreen.
Wear nondescript clothes that don’t have giant logos or memorable images or patterns on them. This includes shoes and socks. Look as boring and plain as possible.
The same applies to your COVID mask, keep it plain or buy some you’ll only wear when protesting.
If you have identifiable piercings, take them out and put in a spacer if you can’t leave it out, or put in jewelry you can afford to discard afterward.
Cover up tattoos.
Take off your nail polish or paint your nails a neutral color. You don’t want somebody identifying you via your Hello Kitty nail art on Facebook.
If your hair is dyed an unnatural color, is very long or styled distinctly (ie locs, braids, fades, etc), find a way to cover your head and hide your hair.
Get cheap sunglasses and ONLY wear them to protests, nowhere else.
If you use mobility aids and they have distinct stickers, find temporary ways to cover them up. Remove spoke covers from wheelchair wheels or buy ones that only go on your wheels during protests and nowhere else.
The goal is to be as nondescript as possible and not stand out much from a crowd if some goofball forgets the no pictures/video rules.
Other advice:
Tear gas canisters are hot, you’ll need thick gloves if it’s necessary to handle one to throw it away from you or a group.
Make sure you or someone in your group is trained in first aid.
If you have a seizure disorder like epilepsy, make sure the people in your group know the right seizure first aid for the types of seizures you have. Make sure they know where your rescue meds are if they have to give them to you during an aura to stop it from progressing. Make sure there’s an escape route they can take you through after a seizure.
Diabetic people, make sure you or someone with you knows how to administer emergency insulin, sugar, or can adjust your pump if something happens to it.
Carry whatever tools you need to repair something like a wheelchair if it gets damaged.
Canes may be broken or damaged, so bring one you can afford to lose. (I know that may be very difficult!)
Blind long cane users should carry extra cane tips and perhaps even an extra folding cane in case the one you’re using is damaged or broken.
Make sure someone in your group that you trust can wrangle service animals and take care of them for you if you’re detained.
Autistic people with sensory issues, make sure any ear defenders and stim toys you bring are as plain and nondescript as possible. A black chewable necklace is going to blend in with black clothes. Try not to have toys that are bright colored if you can avoid it. Bring stim toys you don’t care about losing, because they might get lost.
If the cops come for any of you, ask “am I being detained?” and ask for a lawyer. After that, give them nothing. That means shut up!
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leiasources presents ( . . . ) LEIASOURCES’ GROUP VERSE DISCORD SERVER TEMPLATE.
via the source link, you will be able to access a discord server template designed for group verses. this template is based off of the template that i use when creating group verse servers of my own which differs just slightly from servers that i've been in and seen in the past. beneath the cut, i provide a breakdown of the server, bot recommendations and how i personally utilize the provided categories and channels! you're free to edit ( add, remove, and rename categories and channels, etc. ) as much as you'd like. if you found this helpful and especially if you plan on using the template, please like and / or reblog this post.
firstly, for the server and for all servers, i highly recommend using carl-bot. carl-bot comes with a lot of features that can be accessed within discord or their site but the ones that i find myself using the most in servers for group verses are reaction roles and with carl-bot i often customize welcome and leaving messages too.
WHAT’S PROVIDED IN THE TEMPLATE, LEIA?
in the template, there are EIGHT (8) CATEGORIES ( WELCOME, INFORMATION, GENERAL, SOCIAL MEDIA, PHONES, LOCATIONS, HOMES, AND ADMINS ONLY ) and within those categories are VARIOUS CHANNELS that i feel correspond with the category that they're in. as for roles, the template comes with roles for ADMINS/MODS, MEMBERS and BOTS.
in the WELCOME category, there are two (2) channels, landing and rules and regulations.
in the INFORMATION category, there are six (6) channels, announcements, faceclaim roster, muse roster, mun introductions, muse introductions, and triggers.
in the GENERAL category, there are six (6) channels, chatting, appreciation, venting, previously on, starboard, and tupperbox.
in the SOCIAL MEDIA category, there are six (6) channels, mass chat, confessions, facebook, instagram, spotify and twitter.
in the PHONES, LOCATIONS, and HOMES categories, there are four (4) channels each and they were made solely for you to copy and paste the format and edit to fit your needs. e.g., for the phones and homes, you would copy and paste the provided format and replace ‘first and last’ with your muses first and last name, and for the locations, you would copy and paste the provided format and replace ‘location’ with a location within the city / town your group verse is set.
in the ADMINS ONLY category, there are two (2) channels, admins chat and tumblr notifs.
*** THE WELCOME CATEGORY AND THE CHANNELS WITHIN IT ARE AVAILABLE TO EVERYONE. i.e., those with and without a role.
*** THE INFORMATION, GENERAL, SOCIAL MEDIA, PHONES, LOCATIONS, AND HOMES CATEGORIES AND THE CHANNELS WITHIN IT ARE AVAILABLE TO BOTS AND THOSE WITH THE MEMBERS ROLE. i.e., you will have to assign the member role to your members for them to be able to view and send messages in these categories and channels.
*** THE ADMINS ONLY CATEGORIES AND THE CHANNELS WITHIN IT ARE AVAILABLE TO THOSE WITH THE ADMINS/MODS ROLE. i.e., you will have to assign the admins/mods role to all admins and moderators for them to be able to view and send messages in these categories and channels.
LEIA, WHAT DO YOU DO WITH SOME OF THESE CATEGORIES / CHANNELS?
THE SOCIAL MEDIA, PHONES, LOCATIONS and HOMES CATEGORIES ARE MEANT FOR IN CHARACTER INTERACTIONS.
in the SOCIAL MEDIA category, #confessions was made with the confessions bot in mind, and #facebook, #instagram, #spotify and #twitter are where your muses could post as if they’re posting on the respective social media platforms.
in the GENERAL category, #previously-on was made with the idea to help admins and members keep track of everything that has happened in character in mind. if or when something major happens to a muse or between muses in character, members can write about it in this channel. #starboard was made with the starboard bot in mind and #tupperbox is where members could drop tupperbox commands.
in the PHONES, LOCATIONS and HOMES categories, rather than give every muse their own category like some servers do, i opt instead to provide these categories and give every muse their own channel, and in those channels, writers can either post in the channel itself or create a thread within the channel and post there.
if you have any questions, feel free to contact me via ask box or im’s!
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"How Much We Have Left"
YouTube deleting millions of streams right in front of our eyes...
No official playlist on Spotify and the title track gets split...
Shadow-bans on social media and only .01% radio play...
Hanteo deleting sales chart data...
Billboard being heavily rumored to have YET AGAIN changed the rules, this time quietly moving the goalposts to disqualify sales in the second week...
Haters salivating over the chance of free-fall...
Pessimists swarming ARMY spaces, saying that nothing we do will beat the system and it's foolish to try...
And how does ARMY respond?
ARMY uses Apple Music, Spotify, Amazon Music, TikTok and Facebook in addition to YouTube.
ARMY spreads the word about Pandora premium's unlimited loops.
ARMY streams nonstop while organizing new emails, using various devices and Wi-Fi locations, and reaching out to funding accounts.
ARMY, always showing up for Bangtan:
“It's Not About How Much We Lost. It's About How Much We Have Left.”
What we have left:
Talent Ingenuity Compassion Humility Perseverance Humor...
(Especially humor.)
BUT MOST OF ALL WHAT WE HAVE IS EACH OTHER!
Even if they take away our stadiums, we will show up in a cow field like Woodstock and stand for hours to hear our boys. If they ever cancel tours, then we will tune in to lives and videos. And years of military service? We’ll wait.
They can no sooner stop BTS than they can kill music itself. We don’t need the system. We only need each other.
ARMYYYYYYYYYYYY...
APOBANGPO!!
P.S. I'm only half-joking when I suggest here that ARMY should crowd-fund the creation of an independent FM radio station physically located in the US that follows all the FCC guidelines and puts BTS and their collaborating artists on the airwaves 24/7.
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it really feels like every single place on the internet where community can exist is being ripped apart because community doesnt help with capitalism. twitter, tumblr, discord, are all at risk of shutting down or becoming too dangerous to use. insta and facebook are a) already super well known for their incessant tracking and b) tend to be more for keeping in touch with existing friends rather than being somewhere you can exit semi-anonymously and find a community. yeah there are smaller sites but they have barriers such as requiring invites or being so small and spread out or having conflicting moderation rules that mean cross-communication is tricky. online community is so important, especially for those of us who struggle with irl community be it because of location or disability or any other number of factors.
i dont have any solutions to offer, really. this post is atm just lamenting the internet circa 2010. if people have solutions, please share them
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Many people have been asking why we should be deleting period trackers.
Here’s why:
• when you agree to allow menstrual cycle tracker apps to access your data in their terms and conditions, you may not know where your data ends up. Your personal information (your menstrual cycle calendar or diary notes, for example) could be deliberately shared with third parties.
• There have been recent changes in laws and protections within the United States regarding a woman’s right to choose as well as laws that have deputized private citizens to sue those providing reproductive care to patients. And, there are restrictive laws about reproductive freedom in other parts of the world. This means that if others get information that you’re pregnant through your app, you could be at risk of being surveilled or harassed.
• if a state were to pass a law making it illegal for a woman to procure an abortion and she did so anyway, the information on the period tracking app could be used to prove pregnancy and subsequent loss of pregnancy.
• Unlike doctors, the apps are not bound by patient privacy rules under the Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act (HIPAA) and the information on the apps has sometimes been sold to third parties such as Facebook and Google.
• Other data from women's phones and devices could also be used to build a case, such as location tracking, Google searches and chat histories. This information could be used to prove a woman had visited an abortion clinic or formed an intention to do so.
* This is not paranoia.*
States are already able to access your data on your apps. If you travel while you've missed a period, you WILL be prosecuted for seeking an abortion.
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Hi! Hope you are well. :) I'm not sure if this has been answered before, but do you think anyone in the ASOIAF world could have sussed out Jon's parentage?
Even without the insight we have into Ned's POV, did no one ever connect the dots of knowing Neds character (unlikely to cheat on Catelyn), the basic logic of what often comes of rape/elopement (sex leading to pregnancy), the wacky timeline of WHEN Ned could have fathered a child with Ashara/Wylla and then been able to go scoop up the baby on his way out of Dorne? What does the public think Lyanna's cause of death was? Did Ned make up some lie that Rhaegar stabbed her or something? Did Robert never ask?
I know it's likely that someone like Benjen, who had personal insight into Lyanna's life, may know that she is Jon's mother. And I understand why Catelyn may be blind to seeing alternate possibilities when the subject troubles her so much. But I find it hard to believe that no one ever thought it, or considered it, or said it out loud.
Thanks!
I actually think it's a very easy thing to believe and very convincing that this is an in-universe secret (from everyone but Benjen)!
Ned's covered by something Littlefinger tells us: it's rude to ask about the origins of someone's bastard. (Sansa VI, ASoS) This matches the conversation we saw in AGoT between Ned and Robert:
Ned's mouth tightened in anger. "Nor will I. Leave it be, Robert, for the love you say you bear me. I dishonored myself and I dishonored Catelyn, in the sight of gods and men."
Eddard II, AGoT
Robert can push the bounds of propriety because he's Ned's friend. Catelyn mustered up the courage to ask, after building a bit more of a relationship with Ned, and the question got slapped down hard. Other people? Ned can deal with any questions with a frosty look and privilege. It's not going to be seen as odd that Ned refuses to answer, and questioners aren't likely to get a response from listeners of "hey yeah, that is odd", they're going to get "shut up, shut up, that's so rude, don't you know that's Ned Stark?"
Ned's lack of cooperation means it's all the more difficult to put together any inconsistencies with timeline. This is a world without modern means of communication. Ned's not tagging his location on facebook so his friends and acquaintances can keep track of him. Nor is he posting pics of Jon to his insta. If everyone keeps their mouths shut, and it looks like thus far everyone has, it would be extremely difficult to confirm when exactly and where Ned picked up Jon.
Additionally, in a world without modern medicine, it's also very easy to say that Lyanna took sick and died. What sickness exactly? Ned's no maester, and can people please stop asking him about his sister dying in his arms? I don't think he'd have to fake anything about the emotional breakdown if pressed on this point.
Ultimately, in universe, it's going to be far easier for most people to believe Ned maybe didn't 100% keep to his marriage vows in the various emotional stresses of wartime, as opposed to the alternate theory that Ned committed treason against the very king he fought a war to see on the throne. A theory which requires honest Ned to lie to everyone - best friend, foster father, wife, children, bannerpeople - indefinitely.
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Best iPhone spying app for Monitor Calls, Messages, and More
📊 Related Blog: How to Find a Hacker in Your Phone
What are iPhone spying apps?
iPhone spying app are software designed to discreetly monitor iPhone activities. These apps, like the best iPhone spying app available, enable users to remotely access information such as messages, call logs, and GPS location. With the capability to function as an iPhone spy, these applications raise ethical and legal concerns due to their potential misuse. Whether termed a phone spy or a cell phone spy, the technology allows covert tracking and data retrieval, posing questions about privacy invasion. Users should exercise caution and awareness to navigate the complex landscape of the best iPhone spying apps, balancing the need for security with ethical considerations.
Features of iPhone Spying Apps
The features of the best iPhone spying app are both diverse and sophisticated, offering users a range of functionalities that go beyond basic monitoring. These applications, designed to operate discreetly, commonly include call monitoring, allowing users to access detailed call logs and durations. Advanced features like text message tracking and content monitoring enable a comprehensive view of communication activities.
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Understanding how the best iPhone spying app work involves delving into their technical intricacies and accessibility. These apps typically operate stealthily, requiring installation on the target device. Once installed, they gain access to various aspects of the iPhone’s tracking functionality.
Technical aspects include call monitoring, where details of incoming and outgoing calls are recorded. Text message tracking allows for the retrieval of SMS and MMS content. Advanced apps may go further, providing features like GPS tracking, enabling real-time location monitoring.
The accessibility and installation process vary, with some apps requiring physical access to the target device for installation, while others can be deployed remotely. It’s crucial to note that the ethical considerations of such remote installations often raise legal questions and concerns.
Moreover, the ease of access to these apps poses challenges to user privacy. In some cases, individuals may be unaware that their device is being monitored. The potential for misuse underscores the need for responsible use and ethical considerations in deploying such technology. As we navigate this evolving landscape, it becomes imperative to strike a balance between technological advancements and the ethical use of these spying applications.
How to Install and Use this App
Embracing the best cell phone spy app can revolutionize monitoring efforts for individuals keen on overseeing the actions of their loved ones or employees. To initiate this process, obtain the app from a trustworthy source and diligently follow the step-by-step installation instructions provided. Once successfully installed, customize the settings to align with your monitoring requirements, such as establishing alerts for specific keywords or tracking the device’s location in real-time.
Effectively using the app necessitates a thorough understanding of all its features to unlock its full potential. Capitalize on functionalities like call recording, text message monitoring, and social media tracking to gain a comprehensive understanding of the target device’s activities. Furthermore, it’s imperative to operate within ethical and legal boundaries when employing such apps to prevent potential implications or privacy infringements.
In other words, with a meticulous installation and adept use of a cell phone spy app, you can effortlessly monitor designated devices, ensuring a seamless process while upholding ethical standards and respecting privacy concerns.
iPhone Spying app to monitor your Partner calls and messages
The use of an iPhone spying app to monitor your partner’s calls and messages raises ethical and privacy concerns. While such apps exist on the market, it’s crucial to approach the idea with careful consideration.
These applications typically offer features like call monitoring and text message tracking, providing access to communication details. However, the use of such tools to surveil a partner’s iPhone hack activities can lead to breaches of trust and potential legal implications. It’s important to recognize the importance of open communication in a relationship rather than resorting to secretive monitoring.
Moreover, invading someone’s privacy, even with the intent of monitoring a partner, can have serious consequences for the relationship. Trust is fundamental in any partnership, and the use of spying apps may erode that trust.
Instead of relying on surveillance, fostering open and honest communication with your partner is recommended. Addressing concerns directly and building trust through dialogue is a healthier approach than resorting to monitoring technologies that may strain the foundation of the relationship.
Final word
In conclusion, while there are various iPhone spying apps claiming to be the “best” for monitoring calls, messages, and more, it’s essential to approach this technology with caution. The use of such apps raises ethical concerns, as monitoring someone’s communication without their knowledge or consent can infringe on their privacy.
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New SpaceTime out Friday....
SpaceTime 20240301 Series 27 Episode 27
New Horizons detects dusty hints of the extended Kuiper Belt
New observations from NASA's New Horizons spacecraft are providing hints that the Kuiper Belt might stretch much farther out than previously thought.
Discovery of giant ultra-high-energy gamma-ray bubble
Astronomers have discovered a massive ultra-high-energy gamma-ray bubble deep in the heart of the Cygnus star-forming region.
Laser Retroreflective Arrays to track lunar missions
NASA says it will use Laser Retroreflective Arrays to determine the locations of lunar landers and other spacecraft more accurately.
Space travel weakens the human immune system
A new study warns that space travel could weaken people’s immune systems.
The Science Report
Warnings that Niacin warns might be linked to an increased risk of heart disease.
Groundwater stored in aquifers across the globe may be facing declines of over half a metre a year.
A more accurate way of identifying underground nuclear tests.
Skeptics guide the dangers of the paranormal
SpaceTime covers the latest news in astronomy & space sciences.
The show is available every Monday, Wednesday and Friday through Apple Podcasts (itunes), Stitcher, Google Podcast, Pocketcasts, SoundCloud, Bitez.com, YouTube, your favourite podcast download provider, and from www.spacetimewithstuartgary.com
SpaceTime is also broadcast through the National Science Foundation on Science Zone Radio and on both i-heart Radio and Tune-In Radio.
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SpaceTime -- A brief history
SpaceTime is Australia’s most popular and respected astronomy and space science news program – averaging over two million downloads every year. We’re also number five in the United States. The show reports on the latest stories and discoveries making news in astronomy, space flight, and science. SpaceTime features weekly interviews with leading Australian scientists about their research. The show began life in 1995 as ‘StarStuff’ on the Australian Broadcasting Corporation’s (ABC) NewsRadio network. Award winning investigative reporter Stuart Gary created the program during more than fifteen years as NewsRadio’s evening anchor and Science Editor. Gary’s always loved science. He studied astronomy at university and was invited to undertake a PHD in astrophysics, but instead focused on his career in journalism and radio broadcasting. He worked as an announcer and music DJ in commercial radio, before becoming a journalist and eventually joining ABC News and Current Affairs. Later, Gary became part of the team that set up ABC NewsRadio and was one of its first presenters. When asked to put his science background to use, Gary developed StarStuff which he wrote, produced and hosted, consistently achieving 9 per cent of the national Australian radio audience based on the ABC’s Nielsen ratings survey figures for the five major Australian metro markets: Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane, Adelaide, and Perth. The StarStuff podcast was published on line by ABC Science -- achieving over 1.3 million downloads annually. However, after some 20 years, the show finally wrapped up in December 2015 following ABC funding cuts, and a redirection of available finances to increase sports and horse racing coverage. Rather than continue with the ABC, Gary resigned so that he could keep the show going independently. StarStuff was rebranded as “SpaceTime”, with the first episode being broadcast in February 2016. Over the years, SpaceTime has grown, more than doubling its former ABC audience numbers and expanding to include new segments such as the Science Report -- which provides a wrap of general science news, weekly skeptical science features, special reports looking at the latest computer and technology news, and Skywatch – which provides a monthly guide to the night skies. The show is published three times weekly (every Monday, Wednesday and Friday) and available from the United States National Science Foundation on Science Zone Radio, and through both i-heart Radio and Tune-In Radio.
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