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whumpingcrow · 3 years

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Pt.20 "Into the Frying Pan"

CW: airplane setting, hospital setting, police mention, drugs/alcohol/cigarettes, nightmare/ptsd mention, tics/tourettes, injury description, discussion of noncon/dubcon, nsfw themes, conditioned whumpee trying to initiate sex with caretaker, dehumanizing language/discussion, discussion of past abuse, food mention, discussion of wearing a collar, derogatory language, strangling mention (let me know if I missed anything!)

It was all at once insanely overwhelming and yet incredibly simple for Elias to be away from August, to be on his own. He was allowed to just sit peacefully on his own, no one's hands were on him, there was no tight collar to make him feel suffocated. The flight attendants would occasionally sit with him and ask him how he was doing, if he needed anything, and he was thankful to be otherwise left alone. The lack of constant stress allowed him to lull himself off into a fitful, drunken sleep, where the dreams were horrendous but not stronger than his fatigue. At some point, one of the nice flight attendants keeping an eye on him draped her jacket over him, smiling at him when he woke up to look at her.

"You looked cold," she excused herself. "We'll be landing in about an hour and a half."

"Thank you so much." He grumbled back, tightening the jacket around him to get warmer, then he promptly fell back asleep.

The hospital visit was long and tedious, and by the end apparently also pointless, because they simply couldn't do anything for him. His injuries were plenty, and they had all been severe in the beginning, but by now they were all healed just enough for the doctors to slap some antibiotics and pain relievers on him and call it a day. The meds they gave him seemed diluted by the leftover drugs in his blood, so even that didn't matter.

He wasn't allowed to go straight home after that, like he'd been hoping, instead he was taken to the police station to talk about August. By then he wanted nothing more than to just be back with No Name, and the longer he wasn't the worse he felt.

"Is there anything we can get you while we wait?" People kept asking him, ever since he'd gotten on the plane. It was incredibly unnerving, didn't they know he was just an idiot pet, that he didn't get wants? He guessed maybe not having a collar on wasn't helping his case.

Right now the person asking him was a large police officer, waiting with him outside. Elias felt his stare fixated on him, probably on the tears stained on his face, or the tired, far off look in his eyes.

"Would you be able to get me a cigarette? Please?" The request came out slightly mangled and watery, he was surprised to hear himself asking for it. He was never allowed to ask for anything, he half expected to be slapped across the head for it. Instead, the officer reached out at a safe distance with one in hand. "Oh. Th...thank you so much."

As he lit up, the chill breeze ran through his hair, making him feel gradually more sober. He looked up at the palm trees swaying slightly, the realization that he was home really started to sink in. It was all gonna be ok because he was home. After talking about August and all of the atrocities he'd put him through with the police for a few hours, he felt like he had relived it all. And now it could be done, he just had to wait for No Name.

"Is that him there?" The officer piped up suddenly, making Elias flinch. He looked up to see him approaching, his shoulders high with tension.

Elias dropped his cigarette to the ground with a gasp, his hands flying to cover his eyes in pure shock. He was there! He came! Elias could've fallen over in ecstasy.

"Elias, my darling," he was saying as he got closer, his voice on the very edge of breaking, "Elias I'm here. I'm here."

One inch at a time, Elias dropped his fingers, peering up at him with tears in his eyes. How could he possibly have any more tears left? Now that he was looking at him, he was overwhelmed with relief, absolutely flooded with the promise of safety. No Name's hair was so much longer than Elias remembered, put up in messy dreads, and his face was glowing healthily. Was there...genuine, actual love in his eyes? Elias hadn't seen that in August's face for so long, his stare was often only predatory and arrogant, despite how often he threw around the word, he didn't ever look like he felt love for Elias. He couldn't fight the tears anymore, he dropped his hands to the side in complete surrender and choked back a few pathetic whines.

"Hey, hey, it's ok," he assured him, timidly stepping toward him, "you're alright."

"I c-cant...I'm so happy t-to see you." He sobbed, biting his lip to try not to get too loud. "I'm s-so relieved."

With a small, pleased hum, he grabbed Elias's arm gently, testing how much touch he would allow. "Come here, Eli."

The nickname sounded heavenly back in his mouth, and hearing the way his voice glazed over it with no remorse or second guess made Elias positively break, stumbling the step forward into his welcoming arms.

Cologne and lemons and weed. That's what he smelled like. That's what Tyson smelled like. "Oh god. Tyson. Fucking hell, Tyson."

"I've got you Elias," Tyson whispered, voice watery with his own tears, "I'm here, darling."

Elias couldn't contain himself after that, he was ticcing melodically in Tyson's arms, his name slipping out every few seconds, his hands tightening and loosening around his shirt. "You're here, Tyson. I'm so...oh Tyson..."

Slowly, Tyson led him to his car, without fully letting go of him. Only when he opened the door for him did he pull away, watching him duck in with red, swollen eyes.

"You look so different," Elias mumbled, picking at a loose thread on his borrowed pants, "I feel like it's been years."

Tyson sighed heavily, reaching over to take his hand. "Nearly 10 months."

Elias closed his eyes, a breathless whine squeezing past his lips. Ten months?! He couldn't believe that it had really been that long since they'd seen each other, and yet at the same time it felt more like years. It made him feel sick, thinking about it in that way. Ten whole months of torture, of wondering when August would snap again, terrified he would get killed if he said something deemed unpleasant. "That's...that's a really long time."

Tyson gave a somber nod, then glanced over and saw how sad it had also made Elias, and he squeezed his leg softly and forced the subject to change. "God, I've missed your voice so very badly. I'm so happy to hear you talking."

Elias couldn't take his eyes off of Tyson, and he found himself desperately holding his wrist with both hands to make sure he didn't pull away. "I forgot your name." He blurted. "I'm so sorry."

"My name?" Tyson chuckled, throwing him a questioning glance.

"When I was out there I...all I could remember was your voice and your face. I-I forgot your n-name and I feel like shit a-about it. I'm so - fucking shit - I'm so sorry."

Tyson's jaw flexed a few times, and Elias thought maybe he'd pissed him off. You're off with August for not even a year and you forget about me? You stupid slut, I can't believe I ever thought I could love you-

"Elias, you've been stuck in an absolute nightmare for the longest time. I cannot even begin to imagine..." He trailed off, shaking his head to himself. "Things are gonna be ok. You're here and you remember my name now. That's all that matters."

A shuddery breath shook Elias's frame as he tried to calm himself, and he slowly reached up to loop his fingers around his throat. When his fingers fell onto bare skin, a jolt of panic shocked through him. He didn't realize how used to the collar he'd gotten, but now that it was gone he felt stripped, naked in the worst way. He kept his hand there, cold fingers pressed to his own pulse, the entire ride back to the apartment.

It looked about the same as he remembered, which didn't mean much because every memory was sort of hazy and muddled through the drugs and injury caused brain damage. He stood in the center of the living room while Tyson set his things down in the kitchen.

"Can I get you anything Elias?" Tyson asked when he came back in. He had a glass of water in his hands, and Elias cringed hard as he took it from him.

"People keep asking me that," he mumbled, "I'm not...not allowed..."

Tyson frowned at him, tilting his head to the side. He gave Elias a second to answer on his own, but he'd already decided to stop talking. "Not allowed what, Eli?"

"Not allowed to want things. I wish people would stop...stop asking what I want. I can't want anything."

The face Tyson made at that was like he smelt something foul, his nose wrinkling as he thought about what he'd been told. He had guessed that Elias would be damaged when he got back, but it had been so long he couldn't even fathom what broken pieces he'd have to work with.

"Ok. Finish your water and we'll get you in the shower. How's that?" He kept his voice gentle in the suggestion, relieved when some of the tension dropped from Elias's shoulders with a nod.

"Thank you."

"Let me know if you're ready to talk about anything, yeah?" As he asked, he inched his way forward, looking him over carefully. He could see the faint outline of sharp bruises around his neck, a large scar barely healed on his bottom lip, and on top of it all large purple and blue blotches scattered his pale skin. "Elias...I'm so sorry I didn't do more to stop him."

Now it was Elias's turn to flinch at the distasteful words, shaking his head quickly. "It was my choice, please don't be-"

"No, my love," Tyson protested, softly caressing his arm, "no, I should have done more. You got hurt, I should have done more to help you. I am so incredibly sorry."

Elias was tearful at the words, leaning into his touch eagerly. "Tyson I... I missed you so bad. I felt so empty without you." His lungs tightened as Tyson got closer, his hands staying so gentle against his arms that it was jarring. Elias had to remind himself that he wasn't going to hurt him, this was Tyson, Tyson wouldn't do anything to harm him, but he couldn't help the uncomfortable anxious burning in his chest when he got so close.

"I love you, Eli." He whispered.

The look on his face alone was enough to send Elias reeling, the genuine, evident adoration made his head spin. The last time someone was telling him they loved him, the only emotion he saw on his face was some sort of sick obsession, a look that told him the "love" was only surface level. He began to openly cry, barely able to bite back his sobs.

"Y-you...you do?" He whined, suddenly not able to look at him head on. The emotions were so strong and heavy that he felt weighed down. Again, he wondered how his body was still producing tears. It was probably why Tyson had given him the water. "Really?"

"Yes, really." With that, Tyson kissed the bridge of his nose ever so gently, even when he flinched a little and closed his eyes. "Now let's get you cleaned up, huh?"

"Please."

Being nude wasn't nearly as intimidating as it had been before, being forced to put himself on display for prying eyes and watering mouths ready to grab and pet and squeeze made him shamefully accustomed to not wearing clothes. Even though Tyson could easily overpower him and do any of that to him, he only touched him when he was sure it would be alright, only looked at him when he spoke. He was a little uneasy because he couldn't tell what Tyson was thinking, if he was disgusted or put off and that's why he wasn't touching him. Or maybe he'd done something wrong and Tyson was punishing him. Or he just wasn't pretty enough. He could make himself pretty, he was getting good at that, at carrying himself the way people liked him: as an object.

He did this as he was helped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. He was relieved when he felt Tyson's stare fixated on him, and he forced himself to look up at him through half-hooded lids. "Thank you, Ty," he murmured, in that way that August always loved, the way that made him go soft for a split second and then hold him closely and gently. When Tyson didn't do that, he took a shaky breath and closed the space between them, grabbing his bicep to get closer.

"Do you feel better?" He grumbled. Elias's eyes fluttered closed when Tyson reached out to run his thumb along his cheek.

"I do. Thank you so much." When he was met with silence, he turned his head slightly, pressing his lips against Tyson's wrist. His whole demeanor was screaming "touch me, please touch me" but Tyson didn't move, keeping his hand against his jaw, watching, waiting. Elias could scream. He was too used up, that's what it was. August would hardly touch him anymore either, for the same reason: because he was a used up toy, no fun anymore. And Tyson felt the same way. It killed him to know that he wouldn't ever experience the bliss of Tyson's adoring hands on him, his warm mouth murmuring sweet nothings against his skin, his name falling from his lips, ever again.

"What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?" Tyson asked him, shifting a little to stroke his hair, humming when Elias pressed into his touch desperately.

"I'm so...I'm afraid that I'm useless now." He admitted. "I know that you won't use me and...and if I'm not being used I...i just want to be important. Useful."

Tyson let out a soft, seemingly disappointed sigh, one that made Elias cringe. "Is that what it was like with August?"

He nodded slowly, not even making an effort to look up at him, too afraid he would see anger or betrayal or even nothing. That's what he was really afraid of, seeing no emotion there, the same blank stare August often gave him, toward the end. "I was just a toy, and August used me for a little while but then other people...they just started taking me too, because I was made t-to be used. But I guess I messed up cause August started hiding me and no one was allowed to touch me or speak to me and I don't want that to happen again, Ty, I want to be useful and good-"

"Eli, take a breath angel," he cooed, stepping closer to him, "I'm not them. You're a human being, and I care about you a great deal, I'm not going to use you."

Don't cry, Elias thought to himself, save your tears for when you really need them. Don't fucking cry. You look so ugly when you cry. He noticed that the voice saying it wasn't his own, rather August's low grumble. He wondered if it would always be there, saying awful things in the back of his mind. Tyson pulled his hand away, leaving Elias to sink into a frigid, freezing loneliness, the feeling of being in the basement was now inside of his chest. He brought his own fingers to his throat, wrapping his hands around his slender, bruised neck to ground himself. He hated himself for admitting it, but he knew deep down he'd look so much nicer with the collar, and maybe Tyson would use him then. Or he'd at least look at him the way he was meant to be looked at, with an intrigue and a thirst that barely overshadowed the guilt of it all. He knew the look well, he saw it every time he got up the courage to look up at the people using him. The dark eyes, the shameful pink tint to cheeks. Tyson would look at him like that, if only he was wearing his collar.

"Don't do this to me," he mumbled, voice breaking just a little, "you don't know how bad I n-need...i just need you-" he cut himself off with a swallow, shaking his head. He wasn't allowed needs or wants, what was he saying? Tyson could use him or ignore him however he saw fit, why did he think he had any say in the matter? "I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't be sorry, love. Talk to me, tell me what you need."

"Nothing," he rushed, smiling through his tears, "I don't need anything. I'm perfect."

Tyson looked on the verge of arguing, ready to pry until he got something out of him, something worthy of a reaction. He knew, though, that Elias had shut himself up again, nervous to even be standing under his gaze. So he stepped away, nodding at him slowly. "Let's get you dressed, then."

Elias was thankful for the luxury of Tyson dressing him, after the whole day spent being treated far too well, too much like a person for his comfort. It was easy to slip back into the practiced doe-eyed, mindless little toy mindset as Tyson pulled his arms through his shirt, holding him steady as he slipped pants on. When Tyson stepped back to look at him, he had a fond grin on his face.

"You're so cute," he cooed, ruffling his hair playfully as he stepped away, "I missed you so much."

Elias blushed, bowing his head as a thank you. He felt cold under his stare, cooled down too quickly from the shower. He couldn't help the tremor that shook him slightly, and the second Tyson noticed, he reached out to grab his shoulders gently, pulling him against his chest. The warmth of being close to him made him weak at the knees, and Tyson tightened his grip as he keened against him. "Oh, Tyson," he whispered, "ah, you're so warm."

"Mm. I could hold you forever. You fit so perfectly in my arms." He gave him a light squeeze, listening to his breathing hitch gently.

"Tyson," he whined, trembling fingers twisting into his shirt, "ple-please touch me. I need you to touch me."

"You need it?" He repeated.

"Y-yes, Ty. I need it so bad it aches. Please." His voice was desperate, slightly fear tinted by hearing his own request. I can't have needs, he reminded himself, but this, oh this is the blood in my veins. This is the oxygen in my lungs. I will die if I can't have this. "Oh god, Tyson, please."

At that, Tyson's lips fell against his throat, causing him to tilt his head back with a small gasp. His skin was hot from Tyson's breath and it was constricting in the same comfortable way his collar was. "I love you, Elias."

Even though it was just a hushed whisper against his skin, Elias swooned, body light and airy at the words, Tyson's hands the only thing keeping him tethered to earth. "Ah...thank you.."

Tyson pulled off to look at him, a small grin on his face as he looked him over. The second he was off of him, Elias replaced Tyson's mouth on his neck with his fingers, dropping his head back down, face flushed and shoulders high. It was too much, entirely too much to have Tyson so close to him, touching him that way, and simultaneously it wasn't nearly enough.

"Anything else?" Tyson teased, leaning forwards as if to try and entice him. Elias was glued to the floor, refusing to look up at him after a breathless whine left his throat. "What is it, baby boy?"

He watched Elias melt at the words, legs shaking slightly as he stepped forward, quickly dropping to his knees in front of Tyson. He kept his arms raised in front of him in submission until Tyson took his wrists in his hands. He looked utterly broken as he peered up at him, the shower didn't help with the cuts and bruises as much as Tyson had been hoping. The bruises under his eyes seemed near permanent, and Tyson sighed heavily.

"Let me...let me make you feel good," Elias whispered, fingers reaching for the button of his jeans. Tyson's grip on his wrists was tight though, and Elias instinctively fell pliable in his grip, dropping his stretching fingers, when he realized Tyson wasn't going to let him move any more. "Wanna make myself useful."

Tyson dropped to his knees as well, keeping his grip secure on Elias as he did, trying to be at eye level. It was difficult because he was so much smaller than Tyson and he wouldn't look up at him anyways, but Tyson returned one of his hands to his own lap and coaxed him to look up with a finger just under his chin. "My love," he soothed him, "you don't even know what you're asking for. You've only been home an hour."

"But I-I don't...Ty..." His bottom lip trembled as he spoke, and now that his arm was free he once again rubbed nervously at his throat. Tyson had just started picking up on it, and all it made him think of was having to go pick up Elias from the hospital the first time, being told he'd been strangled. "P...please, Tyson. Hu-hurts."

"Look at you, Eli. You're shaking. Why don't we get you something to eat?"

"No!" He whined, looking rather afraid at his own outburst. "Tyson, I'm begging you-"

He froze when Tyson's hand replaced his own, fingers loose around his neck. "What is this, why do you keep doing that?"

Elias flinched a little at the harsh tone he used, then he relaxed into his hand. "I don't have my...uh...a collar. I'm not used to it yet, I guess."

"A collar?! Ugh, christ. Why would he..." He trailed off as he saw the sad, dejected wince pass over Elias's face. "Hey, no, it's not you, love. You did nothing wrong."

Elias nodded slowly, then straightened out his posture a little, taking a deep breath to reassure himself. "I'm sorry. I won't whine anymore."

Tyson was shocked by the quick change in demeanor, how, when Tyson's tone changed with him, Elias seemed to correct himself to not look so bothered, so ill. The way he carried himself was more thought out, like he was aware of every muscle in his body, how to present himself in a pleasant way. He stood up with a huff. "Ok, beautiful. Come on, I'll make you some food."

Elias let Tyson pull him up to his feet, then followed him to the kitchen. He was set down in a chair to watch and wait (and look pretty, don't forget to look pretty, Tyson keeps looking over at him and smiling softly but only when he remembers to be pretty). He ignored the burning need in his chest to be underneath the knife Tyson was using to cut up fresh fruit, or to be the water running over his hands as he washed the juice off. He was jealous that he couldn't be closer to him than he was, so jealous it hurt him. But he stayed in his place at the table, because it's where Tyson wanted him to be. And that's all that mattered.

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etherealluminescence · 3 years

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You know what? I’ll give you some buff cat content now. 😤 my school work can wait. And trust me, the buff cat saga WILL continue. I just tend to work on requests first rather than my own wants haha.

I’m really happy you like buff cat! Buff cat is my life now. Constantly haunted by buff cat. Maybe one day I’ll introduce a girlfriend or friends for buff cat too 🤔

Maybe I’ll do a background about buff cat and how they met MC?? And why buff cat is so attached to MC? I don’t know. 👉👈 maybe if someone requests, otherwise I’ll just do whatever I feel like in the moment.

Anyone can also feel free to request any buff cat scenarios!! If not I’ll think of some up. THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY. I WROTE THIS LIKE 1 HOUR OR SOMETHING STRAIGHT AHA.

The boys react to buff cat teaching you

Lucifer

Lucifer had noticed your grades were improving recently, and wanted to take you out to eat for working so hard to both keep up with your class.

When he came to your room, he saw a scene that honestly shouldn’t of surprised him, but did anyways.

You were sitting at your desk, books sprawled across the entire surface area of it. On top of a book pile was buff cat, wearing a pair of glasses, and he was using a pointer to show you important parts you should remember.

He watched in awe as you two never exchanged any words, but you were scribbling down definitions and important notes, while buff cat turned the pages and reviewed your work.

He’s gotten fairly use to buff cat cooking, cleaning, intimidating others, but he has never seen buff cat act like a teacher before, it was sort of new, and he even had a teacher outfit.

He swears that he never sees you buying these outfits, or that people in the devildom actually sell muscular cat clothing.

Buff Cat is the first to break the silence, looking over at Lucifer and positioning his pointer at Lucifer’s head, and then to in front of your desk.

You were still focused on your studying, knowing that you were steadily improving. Buff Cat got out a notepad from one of your desk drawers, and wrote “Leave what you require on this note, I am instructing MC right now, and when we are done tutoring I will give this note to them.”

Lucifer ended up having to take a rain check on taking you out to eat, and learned that your cat has really advanced vocabulary.

Mammon

He was failing the majority of his classes, and ended up asking you for help. You were his best shot, and you seemed to be passing all of your classes with flying colours.

You said you were happy to help him! Except that someone else was actually helping you study. They were a very efficient teacher.

He was relieved to hear that you’d introduce your teacher to him, until he found out it was that fucking demon spawn from hell.

He screeched so hard and ran out of the room, crying like a girl. “aAAAAaaaaAAAH”

Mammon is terrified of buff cat, and now you’re telling him this cat has the intelligence of a genius? You came to the devildom like a few months ago how is this cat tutoring you and making you pass your classes with ease??

He swears your cat is trying to plot for world domination or something. Will NEVER ask you to study with him again.

Leviathan

You walked into Levi’s room trying to find buff cat. It was a Sunday, which was typically a boys night out between them, but it was getting pretty late and you need to study.

There was a test tomorrow on devildom history, and you wanted to review one more time with buff cat, as to make sure you’ll do well on it.

“Mr. Kitty, are you here?” You called out, as soon as you said that Buff Cat paused the game and ran up to you. Levi was slightly annoyed as Buff Cat was beating a hard level for him, but he is your cat above all else.

You smiled as Buff Cat greeted you, and apologised for interrupting them. You explained to Levi how you wanted to review for the test, and if it wasn’t an issue could he spare around 20 minutes?

Levi huffed and agreed and called you a normie, and was about to pick up his switch when your words finally set in.

You put down the book you were carrying and got out a pencil, and took a piece of paper out of the book. You began writing down all of the important stuff on the paper while Buff Cat watched over your shoulder.

When you were finished, he went into the book with you and showed you a couple things you’ve missed or had forgotten, and then got you to write it down three times each as to remember. He even wrote a few essay questions for you which you got.

Levi was impressed. Not only did Buff Cat seem to know the whole devildom history by heart, he knew the exact pages and lines, and even how to write.

He didn’t really care as long as Buff Cat beats the hard level for him. He just considers it to be cool.

Satan

Satan was impressed with your high grades. It must be hard for a human to suddenly learn about a whole new realm, right? So if you had Cs he would understand, but you were getting 97s and 94s.

He understood everything when he started to notice what kind of books Buff Cat had been reading in his room, recently.

You all were having a test on curses soon, and Buff Cat came by his room and began looking for books about curses, and similar ones to what you all had been learning about.

Satan ended up chuckling to himself and found it amusing. It was amazing how your cat even spent his free time coming to someone’s room, finding books for your tests, and reads them before going back to you to help you understand the content.

He likes to get coffee with Buff Cat and talk about the stuff you’re learning in classes, he never directly said it to you, but he helps Buff Cat find specific books when Buff Cat comes over.

Asmodeous

Lucifer decided to punish the house of lamentations by taking away all of their electronics after they did something stupid again. The only way to earn it back, was through getting an 80% or higher on their next test.

You and Asmo suffered because you would normally look up answer during your test, and Asmo had no social media or contact with any of his friends with benefits.

You two weren’t ashamed to beg Buff Cat for help to pass your next test. He was probably the smartest in the house. He goes to Satan’s room almost every day and purchased books when he goes out. Your cat even tutored you when you were in elementary school.

You and Asmo barely needed to convince Buff Cat, as he was ecstatic to help you again. He’d do anything to help you, and was even willing to help Asmo out as well.

Asmo thought that Buff Cat looked REALLY adorable in his teacher’s outfit. A suit, tie, glasses, and his claws were so shiny from their manicure earlier.

Buff cat even slicked his fur back to look like he gel’d his hair. He was a literal fashion icon. Asmo could do some sewing, but nothing to the degree Buff Cat did.

Buff Cat had so many outfits he made himself, and he even did them so quickly. They all turned out perfect. Oh right, this was about studying wasn’t it?

Asmo never really asked questions about why your cat could just be so smart, and more so focused on how cool your cat looked. Priorities.

Beelzebub

Beel and Buff Cat are gym buddies, so naturally they’d walk home together from the gym. Everything was fine until Buff Cat’s MC senses were tingling, and began to walk towards you, crouching down in a store trying to figure out which notebooks to buy.

Beel thought it was pretty cool Buff Cat knew where you were, like how he and Belphie were that close to each other.

Brel asked you what you were doing, and you explained that you wanted to get some new notebooks because your old one is messy and confusing. You just scribbled whatever you could down, and were having a bit of a hard time in class.

Buff Cat immediately perked up, and you two seemed to have a conversation. He meowed and you happily said “I’d love that!”

Apparently, Buff Cat had offered to tutor you. Beel wasn’t so sure how well your cat could teach, though, considering he still is a cat, and offered to help you as well, since he wouldn’t like to see you sad from overworking yourself.

He was scribbling notes alongside with you five minutes into your first session together. Buff Cat wrote such simple explanations, and even prepared notecards ahead of time, Beel forgot he was supposed to teach you.

He is pretty fine with Buff Cat teaching you both, and once again forgets that Buff Cat is a “normal”? cat and not some weird creature that knows the answer to life.

Belphegor

Is really fucking terrified of your buff cat. Like TERRIFIED. So when he sees your cat in a teacher’s outfit sitting at the dinning room table, teaching you math, he was frozen.

He came down to get a glass of milk but what is this. Do you- do you have to do it in the living room?

There is no other reaction than physical fear coursing through his body his adrenaline is at the highest and his fight or flight instincts kick in.

He’s already fought once and that caused Buff Cat to exist in constant Buff form around him, so you can bet he is running.

Probably has a group chat with Mammon and Luke. “Buff Cat Conspiracy”. They talk about how scary buff cat is.

Diavolo

Buff Cat told Diavolo he was the one who helped you study. They were having conversation (buff cat used a notebook) and the topic of your studies came up. He mentioned how he had been helping you study, and understand the terminology in the Devildom better.

He was happy to hear that you understood it, and that it wasn’t too complicated for either of you too.

He actually asks if he can watch your study sessions, to see if he needs to lighten your workload just in case you’re pushing yourself too much.

You two allow him to watch, and he’s giving soft claps and smiles as the two of you give it your best.

Is honestly very happy with how much you two get along, and how you say it’s very simple since Buff Cat explains(meows) it in a very efficient manner.

He already knew Buff Cat was smart, but haha. Maybe he should hire Buff Cat to be a teacher or support class teacher for RAD?

Barbatos

You had grown accustomed to the devildom these past few months, and with Buff Cat with you, you were allowed to freely explore it when you want.

Buff Cat also happens to have a spare key to open the castle when he wishes.

Exam/testing season was coming up, and you knew you couldn’t study at the house of lamentation.

It was very distracting, and so you decided to go to the castle. No one will be screaming there, or trying to convince you your cat is a weird entity trying to plot world domination.

Barbatos was sort of used to seeing Buff Cat come and go as he pleases, but why were you here? Before he could say anything, you told him that you were visiting to study! And that you hope he didn’t mind that Buff Cat was going to tutor you.

Alright, so you’re studying, but why at the castle? You had to explain that it was very distracting at the house of lamentations, and Mammon was trying to convince you to get rid of your cat 24/7.

Ah, he could see that. Your cat isn’t exactly normal, and Mammon does occasionally scream like a girl. I promise I love Mammon. But it’s not like he minded, so long as you two were quiet and actually studied.

He left to clean for a bit, and when he returned to the guest room he saw you wearing a headband, violently writing down and muttering definitions at an insane pace. Buff Cat was in a teacher’s outfit, and holding out flash cards.

He’s slightly taken aback, but doesn’t show it anywhere on his face. He has never seen you so serious before, and neither has he seen Buff Cat so focused on you, as well.

He’s quite proud of you two for your hard work and dedication. He doesn’t interrupt but instead pours you three cups of tea, Buff Cat thanks him, and watches over you two.

Solomon

Solomon invited you over for a study session. He may be a little shady, but he does care for you, as a fellow human.

He was ecstatic to see Buff Cat come with you, because he still wants to dissect your cat.

He was about to talk to you about letting him research you cat, but you made yourself comfortable on his bed, and Buff Cat began to put on glasses and take out a pointer.

He didn’t have anytime to talk beforehand, as you were highlighting certain areas of your book, your cat pointing to certain parts, and you patted the bed beside you for Solomon to join.

Solomon’s plans to dissect your cat are set back another day, but he takes great interest in the way he teaches. Your cat is very methodical about how to remember things, and explains(meows) it rather simply.

He swears that your cat is not a normal human cat, but why can he sense literally zero magic power from it? If only Buff Cat could teach him that.

Solomon also gets 100% on the next test by remembering everything the way Buff Cat had taught you two.

Simeon

Absolutely chaotic man, when he sees you and Buff Cat in a classroom when school was over, he approached you two, and said hello.

You greeted him, and so did Buff Cat. He asked what you were doing after school so late, and that it was dangerous for the two of you. Buff Cat not so much but could still be in danger.

You told him you were studying for the upcoming test, and that Buff Cat was helping you.

Simeon was like!!! 💖👉👈💖💖💖💖🥰🥰🥺🥺 could I join?? This sounds so fun!! Buff Cat is so smart!!

He does not question the fact he’s studying with a cat, learning from a cat, or just how nice your cat can write on paper, like perfect handwriting.

He has such chaotic energy that he’s just like you, what a cute cat!

Luke

no.

just no.

he’s fine with your cat but does your cat have to be in buff form when you’re being taught?

he is happy you are getting good grades but please get him away from buff form buff cat.

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me hc #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanon #buff cat

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sirjustice398-blog · 4 years

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The below calls 4 shoot out if not fathomed dude

The timer technology described below can also have the wall clock technology, where the tip of like hour pointed hand rubs on metallic plates at intervals within the clock like timer on how its set to switch on on places that it rubs on metallic plates connected with wire to meet the metallic hour counting hand and switches off the circuit when it turns on areas where aint got the same rubbing metallic feeling, they can be made many to switch off/on many times within an hour depending with the machine which harbor that timer. As in the song link below, Christ with rabbi to aid us dude, women my life kinda, that way, i have been drinking a little bit getting tipsy and smoking myth/says dude

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZVp8fvD_yc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CtwJvgPJ9xw

Think if u r rude, u will be accommodated by me, take your rudeness all away dude and die, as we know now well how gadgets are made, not trying to make such in ya ways and all ya dubious ways to swag blocked. Die bro, so much coffins in the market requiring customers like you, so those who sell also as well get money. Die we bury ya. Just wants to give birth to kids 4 no apparent reason and disturb us with, carry ya luggage as 1 does to his at the airport, don't rush to settle scores on 1 as that ya fucking the pussy result child. Cannot consult with any tribe now or want to join them as they are gotten off guard with what they produce can be made much in the boom process. Dont play cool that u r different from the rest in ya group to be accommodated, eat ya sweet dude or die ya own death

Yam crushed mixed with much water the below inserted as maize cob, thinner, raw mango etc makes even the purple baby star-soft and shampoo and even soaps dude as what Bringanya does so respect nations producing the same as in the link below, of much intense effect than others thus selling much high in price

https://www.mapsofworld.com/world-top-ten/yam-producing-countries.html

https://www.theclassroom.com/the-top-five-sweet-potato-producing-states-13427447.html

Negros were taken to USA so they say what they are saying cause they produce little per state of which corn is the widely grown, so thought not of artificial boom made 1 to open their mouths wide as they do, if it was Canada they were taken they could be off respect cause it has much wheat, rye and cooking oil, so it was a test of character and they did not know of Alternator generator technology as E-car or airplane, so knew the earth crust 16 km so oil will be finished and the next car or plane will be powered by solar not knowing we go batteries that can open outlet along the way where they just replace ya car 1 once it atrophies along the road, thought white people will come to Africa during winter out of the above so their play dude

Gear motor like 4 the ceiling lights moving much slowly as can increase, decrease speed to either lengthen or shorten timer set time, where the outside gear to the push and pull switch that whether on or off the switch tip on same position- rotates to take it down to either switch the circuit on or off after another sequence as in the links below

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=geared+12+dc+motor

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=rotating+ceiling+lights+lighting+accessories

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/fireproof-clothes.html

The motor can be made of wire covered with firefighter fire proof cloth so to burn not as in the link below that type not the downer link type but the above, esp microwave motor style or Micah fan style not other wire coiled in the middle motor style that needs brass that get depleted to be replenished dude

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=microwave+motor+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjazLvy8_bqAhXfCmMBHXvzBGMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=891#imgrc=zABiaCIq5h9rXM

https://www.google.com/search?q=types+of+dc+motor+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjirKP58_bqAhVI44UKHf7fAfMQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=types+motor+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQARgAMgYIABAHEB4yBggAEAgQHjoICAAQCBAHEB5QpOQJWPWGCmC1ogpoAnAAeACAAaAIiAHdHZIBCzItMy41LTIuMS4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWfAAQE&sclient=img&ei=6r8jX-KPIsjGlwT-v4eYDw&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=w5RbRNd1GU1X6M

When not yet in store u can uncoiled the above and place such clothes linen to recoil ya motor with even 4 airplane b4 u tie it to a belt to a new similar motor to start it as recoiled motor sometimes fail to kick on or start altogether lest the shaft rotated with bear hand or as explained above much more if it were a Dynamo where the motors with the belt rotating the same can be 2 with timer to alternate as the Dynamo remains one as cant burn up out of the recoiled fireproof cloth.

With the boom process u can place as well egg shell or sweet banana in the solution which as well when placed in garbage makes beds, sofa sets and kitchen ware and linings but wooden bro. The can replace the coconut made African broom option or mango as thinner option, pineapple, mushroom or cut pumpkin, can be used interchangeably or heaped together 4 better results outcome. The same precept makes even plastic mobile toilets and portacabin container houses

If u make other nation brand machines in ya nation or in client nation as well aid in the sinking of ya land synonymous with now many a nations doing the same which is a dirty game yet they ought to open outlets 4 repair and sale to curb the same and protect the buyers from illicit traders dude charging more and reaping huge from sales of other nation gadgets spare-parts. America contributes to the fall of ya land if u know not dude, so better address the same homey.

Armored glass helmet china made and coveralls, must have in ya house if vice verse of kebis being poor

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=armored+military+glass+helmet+alibaba+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjJ8fm9yfTqAhWIDxQKHeqvBD0QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=891

https://www.google.com/search?q=armored+military+coveralls+alibaba+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwix8dPPyfTqAhX_AmMBHeqZDsUQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=armored+military+coveralls+alibaba+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DIrgJY-9ECYJjfAmgAcAB4AIABngKIAc4XkgEFMC42LjiYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZ8ABAQ&sclient=img&ei=GYciX_GAH_-FjLsP6rO6qAw&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop

edwayie koro inn, Podi ong’ya kaochong’o riyo bird, mind ya business u sleek silly man, black supremacy, we want to destroy that sharp pointed nose, though kidding, that nose of hate, now talk, many nations got missiles and guns as usa and even airplanes, i told them how to make the same, so will send me some cash, any company willing like with innoson and more, any company that comes up after 2013, u kisii, mean, nyamawho fresh mouth herb can be made much as explained in tumblr sirjustice350, so stay with ya money, always away out of no-way dude. Gonna be war, u came with bible, when African tribes did not know about such yet u bother people that this or that is Jesus must end like with airplane with linear motion yet siren gas, and earth radius is 1000km yet 16 km and like outside air has no air yet got, as u got satellite yet not and more u heap on others, what remains is to kill ya and take ya land and what am up-to dude, clouds with rain yet clouds smoke like dude as the song link below, rob bank with armored all round glass helmet and ware as tumblr above tells u how such is made, armored glass coverall

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yt849wJyVk

EATING BOILED maize smeared with chilies even makes much gadgets in the boom process when what placed in as below are inserted. Makes even big airplanes, heavy machinery, houses on media as u cut the photos diagonally b4 heaping to the garbage, military equipment and any dude

Thick tire wheels inside the bullet proof vest technology or pieces of like armored glass (coin like) placed inside at raw to bar the bullet from getting to the inflated rubber to burst the tire, can aid in military maneuvers dude

Burkina Faso, Guinea made airplane in the link below and many west african nations as stated in the links below

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.jetphotos.com%2Ffull%2F6%2F50668_1508175822.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jetphotos.com%2Fphoto%2F8737356&tbnid=uWMJHlvkLEHG2M&vet=12ahUKEwjc2qervPfqAhUBwuAKHakuBJoQMygBegUIARCmAQ..i&docid=UR36ZXzJA83VfM&w=1600&h=1086&q=airplane%20images%20made%20in%20burkina%20faso&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjc2qervPfqAhUBwuAKHakuBJoQMygBegUIARCmAQ

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.aviation24.be%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2017%2F03%2FGuinea-Airlines-ATR72-1280x720.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.aviation24.be%2Fairlines%2Fguinea-airlines%2Fguinea-airlines-ready-taking-off%2F&tbnid=QuakRxQHBlf18M&vet=12ahUKEwi6_7njvPfqAhXaAmMBHcAKAFQQMygAegUIARClAQ..i&docid=gn4O8Ar34kllMM&w=1280&h=720&q=airplane%20images%20made%20in%20guinea&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwi6_7njvPfqAhXaAmMBHcAKAFQQMygAegUIARClAQ

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:EuroAtlantic_plane_at_Bissau_airport_2.jpg

https://www.wikiwand.com/en/Air_Mali_(1960%E2%80%9389)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_Mauritanie_Flight_625

https://aviationvoice.com/air-senegal-set-to-relaunch-national-airline-2-201712201410/

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.planearts.com%2Fmpm%2Fuploadspav2%2FFokker-F27-mk400M-in-Senegal-Air-Force-x-1-Model.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.planearts.com%2Fproduct.php%3Fid%3D2293&tbnid=NLrCaGUtIE-ysM&vet=12ahUKEwjejZGtv_fqAhUP_BoKHZixDqMQMygOegUIARCtAQ..i&docid=KDl4FTIHIUBCaM&w=800&h=600&q=airplane%20images%20made%20in%20senegal&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjejZGtv_fqAhUP_BoKHZixDqMQMygOegUIARCtAQ

http://awokonewspaper.com/sierra-leone-news-fly-mid-africa-inaugurates-direct-flights-to-gambia/

https://edition.cnn.com/2015/01/19/tech/fundi-bots-robots-uganda/index.html

Internet and pay TV servers are made when old used auto-mobile tires are placed in sewer water or city garbage where many photos of such cut diagonally as well can be placed into the solution 4 better results dude in the boom process while the decoders are made just with broad leaves of any tree around ya placed in the same in the boom process bro.

Music software mix that u can heap many music and it placed them at the music selection at minutes intervals as all take a certain time b4 1 comes in and all music selected and downloaded are recorded there as long as u got the pas-code to eliminate flash-disk or Cd once u have the internet bro.

Temptations of Christ are well written and who saw them, Probably Mr Hindu blooded men as that Colombian blood, so u are in a well position to tell us the same at what time such happened, don’t bother us with what was brought unto us but the beauty now it atrophies as a kid who was very pimply but now all lost as face appears gloomy to attract much a women thinking one ejaculated much sperm 4 him to rub on his face or mucus as a toddler so needs 1 to wipe 4 him as take care of him, so the concern dude or was be-rived and cried 4 long 4 a lost 1 like Abraham did to Sarah at her death dude

With Cadillac car is made with cut bones of human or teeth placed in Garbage or cut many type of color flowers sprinkled and boom ya car as much as u can add cut diagonal photos of the said car pictures while Range rover is made with many onions placed in the same above or rye solution or cut flower sprinkled and boom ya car in the boom process

Naphtali and Gard tribe father as in Genesis 49 was not an end though i might be 1 of them as Gad tribe their skin appear reddish as white-men of Russia are known, so don’t get me together with u those who claim the same as outside marriage he slept with other women which aint documented in the bible and i fall there not the Kikuyu blooded wives as above who gives to insanity in their play synonymous with today’s Kikuyu blooded men portrayed character. Russia change ya character cause the employ the same u do claiming they are Russian cause ya land still vast they wanna get their, bad dude, consumes us bro and now again they talk as Italians do in Casino claiming the same but stopped when told the make u insane water at bar kalare, Gem, Kenya can be made much in the boom process as now they got it along time Kenya was Italy. Locating the best and wants u to join or if u claim u r Naphtali they also claim as well, What u want dude, with me i can live anywhere provided i got tiny roof or food synonymous with my life in Kenya now bro, locate ya life don’t follow me dude, Now u wanna claim the writings in Tumblrs yours as making gadgets, question is why have u not come up with machines 1st, dude, stop being a little child calls 4 annihilation if u relent not dude, now we got ya dude

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob

https://study.com/academy/lesson/tribe-of-naphtali-symbol-history-facts.html

https://www.chabad.org/library/article_cdo/aid/112386/jewish/Gad-and-His-Tribe.htm

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis%2049&version=NIV

Black doted bird feather when placed in garbage in the boom process makes even American (decra roofing) type of roofing, when u have not succeeded in making the same, try adding African broom sticks as oleng in local jargon or papyrus reed pieces stick and boom ya smooth roof signaling respect dude as in the link below and with any gadget dude

https://www.google.com/search?q=black+doted+bird+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjhsI2YvvTqAhVE-4UKHfmGDPIQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=black+doted+bird+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoFCAAQsQM6BwgAELEDEEM6BAgAEAM6AggAOgYIABAIEB46BggAEAoQGDoECAAQGFCZsQFY7OQBYLXmAWgAcAB4AIAB4AWIAYxPkgELMi00LjQuMi44LjOYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZ8ABAQ&sclient=img&ei=HHsiX-GyDcT2lwT5jbKQDw&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop

https://olasfoodsmarket.com/products/african-broom?variant=17488700742

https://roofmart.ca/decra-metal-roofing/

Utility of beans or Ground nuts to those states or country that produce the same, can be used to make leather velvet for seats and jackets or brown wood card-boards used as lining in container houses and even shoes when pieces of African broom as above inserted or maize cob in the boom process and many wooden electric appliances bro.

I though i behaved badly in my past not to find that those who held me to that were of hunger with their plans to set me even more free and even with the many women i wanted without course. Happy are those people phrases maybe, all guilt elevated dude.

Dollars are made with cut dry cassava, white plastics or cut flowers as much as human nails placed in garbage adding maize cob as above and ya dollar notes in the boom process bro

Carrot makes even smokies when added to pumpkin/cabbage water in the boom process making such products to be cheap dude. Carrots as well can take the place of groundnuts as explained above and even makes rubber products as slippers which when inserted in Garbage solution as above makes even big space rockets or saucer jets in the boom process bro.

Starter comp, u rotate a motor inside then connect to a solar charger controller then to a high watt inverter to power your house as the comp u can use the solar lights in the link below to rotate the motor in between during the day and at night as it saves power on the inside battery as Walkman motor uses less energy when alone as that power in the battery can turn the motor 4 more than 12 hrs b4 it atrophies dude

https://www.google.com/search?q=walk+man+motors+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiDyeu9vvTqAhVKihoKHYYRBUAQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=walk+man+motors+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoCCAA6BggAEAcQHjoGCAAQCBAeUPPBLli-4i5g_u0uaABwAHgAgAHdAogBuxiSAQcwLjguNi4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWfAAQE&sclient=img&ei=a3siX8PnFcqUaoajlIAE&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.google.com/search?q=solar+charger+controller+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjknLGtwfTqAhUC9BoKHdBVBMsQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=solar+charger+controller+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoGCAAQBxAeUPpiWI6PAWDUlAFoAHAAeACAAZ0CiAHUKpIBBjAuNi4xOZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1nwAEB&sclient=img&ei=bn4iX-StCYLoa9CrkdgM&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop

https://solartechnologyhub.com/best-solar-powered-desk-lamp-reviews/

https://understandsolar.com/indoor-solar-lights/

https://www.google.com/search?q=high+watt+inverters+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjj8tCRwvTqAhVYMRoKHZ3XCtkQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=high+watt+inverters+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoCCAA6BQgAELEDOgQIABBDOgQIABAeOgYIABAIEB46BAgAEBhQ1VtY04sBYKKNAWgAcAB4AIABxQKIAaYskgEIMC44LjE0LjOYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZ8ABAQ&sclient=img&ei=QH8iX-PSF9jiaJ2vq8gN&bih=891&biw=1280&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=alternator+generator

If u Injure 1 who goes to hell or already magma as thrown to hell fire and still on earth investigating amounts to absolute nothing as such cases on ya are erased, it will be prudent to do such when the incumbent still all alive like kebi hitting a woman at Bar Kalare, when will u get this dude, stop Mr Hindu of such cause u judging others aint sure of being salvaged from hell fire as above. Live ya own life stop cashing into others lives bro

Shop online in Kenya at the link below dude

https://shopit.co.ke/?gclid=EAIaIQobChMIvLakr8L06gIVFYfVCh1_AAMREAAYASAAEgItJ_D_BwE

Laser sensor motion lights in the link below dude, click to get a glimpse as if u got a large compound u can place WI-fi controlled Motion sensor alarms to detect foreign particles early dude and hang on ya bulb holder Bluetooth enabled speakers

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-powerful-green-laser-pointer-pen-visible-beam-light-1mw-lazer-high-power-532nm-4365424.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-waterproof-sucker-bluetooth-speaker-blue.-10791663.html

Invest wisely as in the link below

https://business.clubshop.com/clubshop-rewards-start-earning-today

Yacht made in Nigeria link below dude, click well to get a glimpse bro

https://guardian.ng/business-services/maritime/sifax-buoys-water-transport-begins-ferry-service-in-lagos/?fbclid=IwAR2WCA2qkefImWjzHXItsnu5OdftCnkSElfFOlvtlhV8tSNCwPj_h2oecII

SA military vehicle in the link below dude and Iran submarine

https://www.africanmilitaryblog.com/2019/11/meet-the-five-south-african-weapons-of-war-nigeria-should-fear?v=65d8f7baa677

https://en.abna24.com/english/service/archive/2014/08/19/632060/story.html

https://www.nairaland.com/1936525/10-largest-submarine-fleets-world

https://www.africanmilitaryblog.com/2020/05/nigerian-military-missiles-an-overview?v=65d8f7baa677

Stop war accept triumph not defeat and compensate the owner dude

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thefattublog · 3 years

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Our Covid Experience

Despite taking all precautions, not going outside for food/leisure, not meeting parents for more than 15 months, skipping important family functions or celebrating few functions without family, all of us (my whole family) tested covid positive while sitting at home.

We believe it started with Dad coughing, and then Bua (my aunt, father’s sister) and Wife coughing on 25th April, 2021. We isolated ourselves and got a home test scheduled for 27th April, 2021 for everyone. Bua and Wife tested positive whilst all other negative. Dad’s cough lasted for a day or two. I decided to stay back to take care and also I expected to test positive in a day or two because sleeping with wife. All other left for sister’s house (Papa, G ja G [brother in law], nephew [3 Year Old], sister) and to think about it, few days back I was getting ready to book vaccine appointments for rest of us

However, before Bua and Wife started coughing (showing symptoms), one day I felt extreme weakness suddenly to the point I was not able to move but next day I was perfectly fine. This weakness could have been my first symptom or first symptom in the house. On 28th April, 2021, I too started having sore throat and next day fever. Others who had left also started showing symptoms. On 1st May, 2021 my sample was taken again for RT-PCR and tested positive. On 3rd May, 2021, everyone else tested positive too.

My symptoms were: Extreme and Sudden Weakness three or four days before cough and fever and then fine next day, Extreme Dryness in the mouth, burning eyes (could be pollution of Delhi NCR), rotten aftertaste in mouth, loss of smell, taste, cough, fever, body pain, headaches, weakness.

Most of the time when thermometer showed fever, we did not feel feverish, which caused us to believe our thermometers were at fault, so we ordered more and they all showed the same reading. So, you might have fever but might not feel it at all.

Nephew was not tested for Covid but he did have fever and cough around the same time when we had, so we assumed that he also had Covid and fought it.

We sort of were preparing for this because most of our relatives were affected while sitting at home, and people in the apartment were being diagnosed positive in huge numbers around us. Also we had most of the medicines at home due to one reason or the another. When wife and Bua consulted doctor, all of us started with medications as well immediately.

After this we did few things:

Opened all doors and windows in the house to keep it well ventilated. Only netted doors and windows were closed.

Kept a bowl of water in every room to make the environment humid. Don’t know if it helps or not or placebo effect, but it did seem to help us. The bowl would be half of its original quantity by EOD. Also, used to just fill the vaporizer for steam and let it run for sometime.

We started noting down our respective SpO2 levels and body temperature every 3-4 hours.

If AC had to be used, it was at 28c and doors and windows were still kept open.

We minimized our work to bare minimum. Weakness was hitting us all badly. Food was mostly ordered in.

As with illness, we weren’t hungry most of the time, but we needed energy too, so we ordered sweets for ourselves which we liked.

Things you should have at home now and the brands I trust:

Brands: Rossmax, Dr Trust, BPL

Atleast one Oximeter

Nebulizer with separate mask for each user. Extra masks are good.

Digital Thermometer. We had separate thermometer for everyone. Infrared thermometers are mostly inaccurate, avoid.

Plenty of N95 and Surgical masks

[UPDATE BELOW, REFER TO EDIT 7] As of now, we have almost recovered. Everyday we tend to feel better than yesterday. Nephew, Papa and Bua were first ones to recover. Wife and G Ja G’s cough lingered on for quite long. G ja G still has extreme weakness. I have reduced sense of smell, can’t taste salt, mouth feels rotten always, have weakness and occasional headaches. None of us has fever now. Blood reports were mostly normal for us. Blood tests done: CBC, CRP, D-Dimer and Serum Ferritin. On 10th May, 2021, Sister, G Ja G, Nephew, and Papa came back to Indirapuram.

We got infected sitting at home. Literally, no-one was allowed to leave house except me and G ja G. We used to double mask, wear face shield and literally bath in sanitizer when out. Still we got it but we were lucky in the sense that none of us was affected enough that we had to go to hospital for treatment. Be careful. If anything which is not normal to your body, treat it as symptom and get tested. I am not mentioning the medicines that were prescribed to us, though, just a suggestion to check with your doctor if you do have symptoms (don’t wait for the positive RT -PCR report) and whether if you should take Paracetamol or Dolo for a fever of less than 100. Latest definition of fever is body temperature >= 100.3.

As for people who are still doubtful or apprehensive about the vaccine, here are 6 cases in which vaccines saved my family, all of whom are 60+, from having serious symptoms :

Papa: Heart patient, operated, least affected. Fully vaccinated. Covid +ve in early second week after 2nd dose. Covishield

Bua: Diabetic, mildly symptomatic, high d dimer, recovered the fastest. Fully vaccinated. Covid +ve in early second week after 2nd dose. Covishield

My Another Aunt (Chachi): Extremely asthmatic, mild symptoms, recovered quickly. One dose. Covishield

Grandmother: probably 90 years old, asymptomatic. One dose. Covaxin

Mummy (in law): Probably remained asymptomatic, tested negative twice. Was in close contact (multiple times) with someone who was severely affected due to Covid to take the same person to hospital. Fully Vaccinated. Covishield.

Papa (in law): Cough and Fever, fully vaccinated. Covishield.

Vaccines prevented them from getting seriously impacted. Please take the vaccine as and when it is available. It prevents people from going into ICU.

[EDIT 1 – 19/05/2021] In-Laws started showing symptoms few days back. Struggling to get blood tests done because no1 is willing to come for home collection.

[EDIT 2 – 22/05/2021] G Ja G and Wife had their Kidney Function Test and Blood Sugar tests done today owing to the steroids that were prescribed to them. Results of both tests for both came out normal.

[EDIT 3 – 23/05/2021] Wife left for her hometown for in-laws house, finally, after trains that were booked were canceled, preferred flight was getting canceled for 4 days, so avoided, booked flight got rescheduled. Despite having previous day negative RT-PCR report, wife was stamped for Home Quarantine of 7 days. Mummy (in law) tested negative, papa (in law) is positive. Both of them are fully vaccinated (Covishield, more than 2 weeks since second dose). None of them have fever. Papa has cough, X-ray was fine. Meanwhile, in Indirapuram, we all have tested negative in latest RT-PCR test.

[EDIT 4 – 24/05/2021] Papa (in law) had slight fever 101 (max), hovered around 99 most of the time.

[EDIT 5 – 25/05/2021] Getting the in-laws tested was a task in itself. No-one was ready to come for home collection. Had booked LFT, KFT, Fasting Sugar, Urinalysis, D-Dimer, CBC, CRP and Serum Ferritin for Papa (in law) and CRP, CBC, Serum Ferritin and D-Dimer for Mummy (in law). Finally, one guy agreed if we paid little extra, which we did and blood sample was taken for both at 11:30 AM instead of scheduled 06:30 AM. Blood tests finally done for both were CRP, CBC, Serum Ferritin and D-Dimer.

[EDIT 6 – 26/05/2021] One set of reports came and they are so so, could have been better. CRP was in normal range for both but CBC could have been better for both. For D Dimer and Serum Ferritin, we will have to wait another day (as per the guy who came for home collection).

[EDIT 7 – 27/05/2021] Indirapuram: I still can’t taste salt, slightly heavy voice, headaches and mouth feels rotten though it has reduced. G Ja G and wife no longer have cough even though it lingered on for quite sometime. Weakness (of varying degrees) is a symptom common to all. For me, the weakness that hits post covid after doing some heavy duty work is something else. It literally makes me drowsy, the kind you cant even keep your eyes open but also cant sleep. Just lie down and wait for it to pass.

[EDIT 8 – 28/05/2021] Papa (in law) has slight cough and no fever for 3rd day without Paracetamol/Dolo. Weakness will remain. Mom (in law) remains asymptomatic. Also, today is 11th day since he started showing symptoms, so he is essentially free of virus now. D-Dimer and Serum Ferritin reports are delayed because sample is sent to Kolkata from Jameshedpur and that was delayed due to Cyclone Yaas.

[EDIT 9 – 29/05/2021] D-Dimer and Serum Ferritin reports came for both (on 5th Day since giving blood sample) and all seem to be fine. Today is Papa’s (in law) 12th day since symptoms came and 4th Day without fever and Paracetemol/Dolo.

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Upland bird hunting has always been my favorite, maybe it is the romance of the Normal Rockwell like backdrops, the open fields, the crisp autumn air, the well trained and disciplined dog, the silence of nature only broken by the flutter of a bevy of quail or grouse suddenly flushed from cover, or a majestic pheasant in flight? Maybe. However, on the other side of the pond, it is as much a pageant as a sport and the English leave nothing to chance.

Just look at this site for the “proper” gear, Equestrian.com , and read its explanation of the attire. One can almost feel the breezes sweeping across the fields as you read its content. In England birding is as much an event as a way to put food in your freezer and in fact there are many competitive bird hunts. So this second contribution from Cormac Reynolds to The Prepper Journal is especially welcome and contains a lot of useful information.

In order to succeed at these you not only need the proper attire, but you need to learn a few tricks so that they can help you develop a deep love for this shooting sport.

Watch the Bird

You should keep your sights on the bird; this is perhaps the best advice you will ever receive from the seasoned shooters. You should target the head or the beak and maintain that focus throughout your aim as you pull the trigger.

Being able to visualize something is an acquired skill that you will learn with time. Maintaining a locked focus on a moving object is hard. In most case, we will revert to the barrel because of that natural urge to line everything up before taking the shot. You should have your mind and purpose geared towards one object, the bird.

Move the Gun

It is natural to want to stop the gun. Losing sight of the bird as stated in the first point will not yield good results. You need to lift back the gun and move it to line up with your target and lift your head in place so that you have your target within sight.

Therefore, you should keep your head down with your weight on your front foot as you keep your eyes on the price. It will help you keep the rifle moving as you take your shot. Take your time so that you follow through the shot; do not take your head off the gun or finish the shot too early.

Timing is Paramount

With it comes to shooting game, you will either be a slasher or a poker. But both are not such an ideal trait. What you need to do is to adopt a rhythmic approach to taking every shot. Take your time and count to three before pulling the trigger. It will teach you to have smooth control and take the shot calmly.

Keep Your Feet Moving

Your feet are not nailed to the ground or set in concrete when you take your stand. Keeping them stiff will only create tension throughout your body causing you to run of swing. The best approach is to take a step into the bird’s line of movement, move a few inches. You will first move your front foot and use the rear one as a pivot to rotate as you aim. The key is to take small steps.

Practice Your Gun Mount

As you try to master your swing, you also should do the same with your gun mount. If you are having some difficulty finding the placement, consider trying the Churchill technique. You will pick your gun and place the butt under your armpit which pushes your rifle forward, but you will have to use your front hand to guide the process. That hand will serve as the lifting lever and should not be positioned too far forward; this will also help you have a smooth swing as your line your gun to take a shot.

Consider Eye Dominance and Gun Fit

Visiting the shooting range as often as you can so that you can hone your skills. For instance, you should go there to test your eye dominance. While at it, drop by an optician to have your eyes test and ensure you focus in sharp. It is natural for the eye dominance issue to creep in when you hit middle age. Ugh!

Therefore, you may have to change the gun fit once you hit your 40’s or 50’s. Moreover, you will need to use both eyes so that you can have a better view of your target. Use binoculars because they will help you have a better judgment of the range, speed, and angle. However, shooting with both eyes open is somewhat unrealistic for some shooters.

Your Chokes and Cartridges Should Inspire Confidence

Always use a cartridge that you know will not let you down. For instance, you will need a 38 – 32 gram cartridge if you are using a 12-bore. For some, they do not mind having a lot of shot in a small bore if it proves to be an effective way of bagging a price with every shooting event they attend. The 28 gram will work well with a 20-bore, but it can also work with a 28-bore, the same goes for the 25 gram.

When it comes to the chokes, many games guns have their first barrel over choked. Ideally, you will need to consider a piece with a very open first barrel; an improved cylinder denotes this. If you are thinking of taking down high birds, then you may want to change to the three-quarters.

Think About Line and Lead

If you take your shot but miss hitting the bird, then you could be missing with your lead. An error in this caused by misreading the bird or you have a poor gun handling technique that causes you to stop moving it when taking the shot. Well, you may mist a bird in close range, and this should not come as a surprise since many tend to miss birds that are in front of them. The reason for this is having errors of line because they do not line up their shot with the bird, which is something often attributed to over-extending the front hand.

Always keep in mind that barrels are canted relative to the line of the target as you swing the rifle.

Some situation may see you lose the line, but you can deliberately twist the barrel so that it stays in line; this is a technique that I teach most novice shooter. With the side-by-side barrels, the muzzle is mostly parallel to the line of the bird as they are perpendicular or over-and-under perpendicular to the bird.

For the right-handers, they make the mistake of arching the back too much when facing a driven bird that’s slightly right of the center, and they will push back their weight as they pull their face from the stock. As a result, the shot goes left because the barrel will not be relative to the line of the bird. To avoid this if you are a right-hander, you should gently twist the riffle anti-clockwise into the face as you pull the trigger.

Focus on the Moment

To perfect your shooting, you should not have your mind on your gun, the cartridges or the choke. Never lose your sights on the birds and ensure you observe utmost safety when taking every shot. People watching you may cause you to be hesitant causing the weight to come back or to lift your head; thus you lose focus on the bird. Such a habit is hard to break for people that tend to have a rationalized approach to shooting, and they ignore the relevance of having perfect hand-to-eye coordination.

You should be committed to shooting once you aim, nothing else should invade your mind and grab your attention. Keep your eyes on your target and move the gun accordingly to have it line to the bird.

Stay Safe

Again, you should ensure that you are safe. That is the secret of becoming a great marksman. A golden rule to never forget is you never shoot low birds. Also, never have your rifle point at something you do not intend to kill and ensure it is unloaded when you put it down. Also, it should be unobstructed when you pick it up or pass it to a colleague. Obstructions will be the cause of your gun backfiring and blowing up on you.

You should ensure that you see the light through the barrels before you insert a cartridge. For the multi-choke riffle, ensure the chokes are fixed firmly in place and only use the gun if you are confident about this.

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