#org 13 x reader
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apologizes if requests are closed, but could i request a xemnas imagine with a human reader? either he realized he's fallen for her, or he confesses his attraction, or even someone else notices his feelings? sorry if this is to broad
Of course! I missed writing for Xemnas!
Xemnas x GN!Reader: Realization
Warnings: It’s pretty fluffy, and Xemnas being Xemnas. We love this man in this household. I’m going to refer to Xemnas and Xehanort (He’s only mentioned like once) as a king cause he seems better as a king
Rating: SFW
He a dancy boi
According to his majesty the king, Nobodies are not supposed to feel anything. That was his rule. They can’t feel anything due to the lack of hearts. But how was he able to fall in love with you? A normal human being who had a heart. How he fell in love with you, you may ask? Allow me to tell you the tale.
It started off as a simple mission in Hollow Bastion. There was a Heartless sighting nearby and Xemnas decided to take care of it as he had nothing else to do. As he was searching around the town, he spotted you, in your shop, and he couldn’t help but be intrigued by your beauty/handsomeness. It was a quiet day at your shop, meaning it was just you reading your book. A book that Xemnas had. He then heard the familiar sounds of the Heartless and quickly went to take care of them.
“That was too easy. There must be more around here somewhere,” Xemnas said to himself. But as he looked around the world, there wasn’t any sign of Heartless around. He looked at his watch and saw that he didn’t have to be back at the castle for another hour. Maybe this would be a good chance to go check out your shop. He made his way back to your shop and you were still there, reading your book. He opened the door, and you perked your head up at the sound the bell ringing.
“I apologize if you are closed, but I was hoping I could have a look around,” he said to you.
“Oh, we’re open. It’s just that it’s a bit slow today. But I actually like those days. I get to read my book,” you replied to him with a soft smile. He couldn’t help but like your smile. No, what was he thinking?! He can’t feel emotions! He can’t like anything! Was father lying to him? He pushed the thoughts to the back of his head and looked around your shop. It was a small shop, but it had different treats and trinkets. He looked back at you and the book you were reading. It was definitely one of the one’s he has read.
“Is that a good book?” he asked you. You bookmarked your page with your finger and looked at him.
“Yeah. Have you read it?”
“Only all the time. I read it every time before bed.
“Then can you tell me what happens in the end? It’s my first time reading it.”
“Sorry, love. I don’t give spoilers,” Xemnas chuckled.
“Aw, come on!” The two of you giggled and talked some more. It was soon time for Xemnas to head back to the castle and the two of you made a promise to each other that you would meet back here to talk some more. He made his way back to the castle where he filed the paperwork of his mission and headed up to his room, where he began to realize he did in fact have a heart, and it belonged to you. And your heart belonged to his.
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The Gamemaker's Apprentice
Level 13
Pairing: Dark!Young!Coriolanus Snow x You, named!Reader
Overall Warnings:
NON-CON, DUB-CON, Dark!Young!Coriolanus Snow, Snow himself should be a warning, lots of blackmailing, gaslighting, manipulation, obsession, possesiveness, eventual forced marriage, eventual loss of virginity, breeding kink, canon-compliant major character death, reader is named but has no physical descriptions in the fic so one might also consider her an OC but in 2nd POV, will have canon inconsistencies, drugging, somnophilia, and other stuff that may be added
Masterlist
Level 13 Warnings:
Graphic oral non-con
Replay Level 12
Ready? Level 13 Start:
You know even without looking at the object what it is.
Now, this is odd, seeing as you don’t remember Bunny having something like this stuffed inside it, much less something shaped like a disk. Also, there aren’t any zippers or holes which could’ve been used to slip it well inside the stuffing, so someone had painstakingly taken Bunny apart to put it in and stitched it back up so neatly that it left absolutely no trace.
Could your uncle have planted this?
Personal storage devices aren’t allowed in the Citadel, but if it’s hidden somewhere they can’t really look or scan… Bunny might just be coming to work with you tomorrow.
A maid wakes you up at six for breakfast. You don’t remember asking for a wake-up call, but you figure your housemate might not take kindly to you sleeping in on an office day. As you enter the dining room and find Coriolanus Snow drinking his morning tea while reading the paper, you deduce it must be a routine for him, and one that you’re now supposed to adhere to as his guest (prisoner).
Coriolanus softly smiles at you as he gets to his feet, kissing you at your temple before whispering a fond ‘good morning.’
You join him at the table to his left and begin eating quietly, and by seven-forty-five, you’re both dressed and ready for the office. He gives your figure a once-over before stepping out of the door, donning on a satisfied look at your outfit: a crisp, white shirt tucked underneath a waistcoat, a blazer and a pencil skirt set in crimson. Just the right length, form-fitting yet comfortable, it still somehow manages to stifle you.
“You look perfect in that suit, my sugarplum,” he compliments, following a brief peck on your lips.
It’s an ensemble you found, neatly pressed and ready, by the full-length mirror in the walk-in closet right after stepping out of the shower. He didn’t instruct you to wear it, but who could have and for what other reason could it have been placed there except by him to further mould you into this image he wants you to portray?
Inside the private elevator, he issues more mandates for you to comply with as his fiancée:
“You’re not allowed to go anywhere else but to work or school, and then back to our home – anywhere else you would have to confer with me.”
“We are to visit the Plinths every weekend for wedding planning.”
“You are not to associate with anyone in the Cybersecurity department, including your uncle himself.”
When you get to your office at the Citadel, another command:
“Due to your actions last Friday that led to us losing important test data, you are prohibited from participating in any further tests and will be confined to your office where you are to complete debugging tasks.”
This, you protest against.
“Last I heard, I was an official gamemaker as of today. That means you’re no longer my mentor. You can’t keep me in here or order me around anymore.”
Coriolanus tips his head slightly to acknowledge this. “Your status may have been elevated, Nellie, that’s true, but our org structure dictates newly promoted gamemakers are mandated to undergo a three-month probationary period, which means they are to be supervised by the senior gamemaker who last took them under their wing.” He pauses to flash you a gloating smirk and adds, “Need I remind you who that is?”
With a wearied sigh, you’re forced to let the matter go, which earns you a nod of approval, his eyes belying a hint of smugness.
Bound to his house and to this office – bound to him. Is this going to be your glamourous new life as Coriolanus Snow’s wife?
Thankfully, you have a task at hand in the form of that thing hidden inside Bunny, so you let an hour pass after he steps out of your office to fish the plush out of your bag. You lay it facedown on your desk and carefully manoeuvre your way through the seams on its back with a small office blade.
“I’m sorry, Bunny,” you whisper to it. “I’ll stitch you back up once I’m done...”
From the incision you make, you rummage through the stuffing and pull the thing out with a pair of tweezers. Turns out, your guess last night was correct:
Bunny has a disk inside it and you have all the equipment in the world at your disposal to find out its secrets.
The disk looks fairly new with no labels or writing, but as your uncle advised before, you check it for malware just in case this is one of those little viruses he’s cooked up. When it turns out to be totally harmless, you proceed to install the exe. file, conspicuously named ‘install.me’ and let the application wizard run its course. It finishes installation fairly quickly, and the application pops up at once to reveal a login page. Everything about it seems typical, but oddly enough, the sign-up option is missing and only the name of the game is indicated: Chess for Bored People.
You check inside Bunny once more for any piece of paper where credentials of any sort could be written, but there’s nothing inside or outside it that could resemble any logins. Except maybe Bunny’s label – instead of a company label, it had the word ‘cherrychoc’ and what seems to be your birthdate scrambled with your initials at the end.
What your uncle is up to, you have no clue, but you enter the details you find and hit ‘login.’ A non-descript start-up ‘ding’ signals that you’re in, and the user interface of the app immediately displays a single Start Game button – you click on it, now more curious than ever.
Turns out, it’s some sort of online chess game, where you’re randomly pitted against an opponent, or an available user on the platform – to the right side of the virtual chessboard, currently greyed out and displaying ‘waiting for opponent,’ is a virtual chatroom which seems to be empty, with only the text ‘waiting for available user’ at the top.
You wait for more than an hour, so when you get that same start-up sound, you’re on it in mere seconds.
The game has begun – the opponent has just advanced a black pawn. The chatroom on the right says:
** theConfectioner has just started the chat.**
The Confectioner. It’s Uncle Cas. It has to be.
“I fucking knew it,” you say under your breath.
Hello, cherrychoc.
Welcome to your first game. As a new user, you are entitled to a free treat of your choice at The Headless Confectioner’s Sweet Shop courtesy of the game developer.
Please make the next move.
Cool, thanks!
The game goes on for the next ten minutes until The Confectioner sends another message:
Your username and IP address have not been vetted to access this game.
How did you hear of us, cherrychoc?
Uh
I just found it??
Sorry, I didn’t know this needed membership...
A few moments pass before The Confectioner replies:
Unfortunately, this game is currently for preapproved members only. I will now be ending the game.
You’re still qualified to claim your welcome treat at The Headless Confectioner’s. Please look for the Head of Customer Relations and provide your username.
On a final note, please ensure that you delete or uninstall the game from any unsafe devices you may have installed it on. You will now be logged out automatically.
Thank you for playing Chess for Bored People.
**theConfectioner has ended the chat.**
What the hell just happened?
You stare blankly at the now logged-out online chess game, trying to process what had just transpired.
To be fair, this sounds like something your uncle would do to try and get in touch with you: discreet, well-thought-out, and meticulously planned. If you could visit the candy shop during your lunch break, he might have something or someone waiting for you to deliver his message without alerting your eagle-eyed fiance. You quickly uninstall the game as you’re instructed and place the disk back inside Bunny before stowing it back inside your bag.
When the lunch hour rolls by, you make up your mind and decide to step out. And if your every move is being watched, he’ll likely have qualms about you stepping out of your office. True enough, you’re not even halfway through crossing the hall to the elevator when your communicuff beeps to a newly recorded voice message. You can’t help rolling your eyes as you play it.
“Nellie, you’re not supposed to step out of the office without my permission.”
Your response is every bit as snappy as you could make it.
“I’m getting food, Coryo, and I don’t think I want anything from the cafeteria. Unless you’re going to start prohibiting me from having lunch.”
The response you get is curt:
“Fine. Take the driver with you and don’t loiter. And next time, Nellie, send me a message before you step out.”
You debate whether or not you should ask him if he wants anything from the shop, but you decide against it – blackmailers and tyrants don’t really deserve sweet treats.
The Headless Confectioner’s is just as busy as usual. Aside from the shop being the largest candy store in all of Panem, it’s also renowned for making fresh candy onsite and the tours it offers to the Capitol residents. The shop occupying the building itself is closer to a small factory than a shop, given the variety and the amount of candy it seems to make on every day, plus their ice cream is without question, the best and most popular among the Capitol folk. It’s the same creamery at the forefront of the shop, beside the colourful candy displays, where you remember meeting Coriolanus Snow before that day at the park.
A polite salesman helps you find the Head of Customer Relations and directs you to the Chocolate-Making Station, where a small crowd of onlookers – mainly children and their parents – are already milling around the viewing glass watching the chocolate makers pour artisanal chocolate into moulds. He mentions looking for a man wearing a beret, and you spot him with his back turned to you in conversation with a female tour guide who’s leading the crowd. The tour guide nods and proceeds to herd the crowd to an open section beside the viewing glass, where a worker distributes chocolate pieces for free sampling. The man with the beret turns around, and the warm smile he flashes you emphasises the lines in the corner of his eyes. Even with the short beard and his lack of uniform, you’d recognise that grey hair anywhere.
The bartender from Strabo’s party and the courier who delivered those drives and the virus-laden disk.
He dips his head slightly in greeting and says, “Good morning, miss! My name is Petey, the Head of Customer Relations. How can I help you?”
Huh. You remember him with a distinguishable accent in your conversation at the party.
“Hi, I’m here to pick up the ‘welcome treat’ for cherrychoc?” You ask hesitantly, hoping you don’t sound foolish; after all, the idea of getting free stuff just for playing an online game you got booted out of seems rather outlandish.
Thankfully, he doesn’t seem to think so, for a look of acknowledgement flashes in his eyes.
“Ah yes. Chess for Bored People, is it? This way, please,” he says.
He gives no indication that he recognises you, but you follow him anyway, leading you to a massive display of assorted chocolate boxes. He asks you to pick one, but you ask him to pack two, thinking it would look bad for appearances’ sake if you don’t get one for Coriolanus, which he’ll likely take offense to. For good measure, you pick up other items – a granola bar and two ice cream sandwiches for lunch just so you can have something to show for in case he snoops in. Petey rings up your payment at an empty cash register for everything else, and when he hands you your change, he inconspicuously slips a small piece of folded-up paper in your palm, which you place in your pocket as casually as you can.
“Thank you,” you say.
Petey the bartender, the courier, and the Head of Customer Relations nods cheerfully and says, “Thank you, Ms Innis! Have a sweet day and hope to see you again soon.”
After you get back to the office, you all but scarf down the granola bars and the ice cream sandwiches, eager to find out what’s in the note. You’re grateful for the privacy that a trip to the toilet allows you, and, making sure the entire bathroom is locked and your cubicle is bolted shut, you finally take the note out of your pocket and unfurl it to read its printed-out contents.
Nellie,
First off, great work finding the disk inside your stuffed toy; it’s a stroke of luck they didn’t take the damn thing along with my other stuff. Don’t ever use that disk in the office ever again; your station may already have spyware.
Second: if you’re reading this, you must’ve already met with Petey. If he seems vaguely familiar, that’s because he is; he runs a lot of errands for me of the covert kind, like asking him to watch over you at Strabo’s party and slip that disk into the drives.
There are things you may have already found out about me courtesy of your rather pleasant husband-to-be, and I promise you I will explain everything in the future. For now, I expect you to have understood a little bit of my past and are now aware of some of my capabilities – one of which could help you get out of this once and for all.
The Headless Confectioner’s is my idea, and Petey helped me bring it to fruition. Not only is it a convenient source of the family fix, but it’s also an excellent cover for smuggling contraband in and out of the Capitol and into the Districts. It’s how your letters to the Plinth boy remained undetected: Petey slips something into candy orders bound for rich District folk (who either sell it for a huge mark-up or eat it themselves), then our contacts in the Districts take the item and ensure it gets to the right hands.
That’s how I can get you out of there: hide you among the candy crates, get dropped off, not in District 3 where they’d know to look for you, but to either of the Districts except 1 and 2, where I have loyal contacts who’d gladly take you in until we find a more suitable arrangement. These shipments are getting rarer by the day, however, due to the hefty taxes and increasingly strict laws in District trading, so we’ll need to wait. I would most likely need to follow suit for reasons I will explain soon. Return to The Headless Confectioner’s by Thursday as I will have finalised the plan by then.
For now, keep your head down and always remember that good people are looking out for you and me. You’re not alone. We are not alone.
Your Dear Old Uncle Cas
P.S.: Either burn this letter, flush it down, or eat it – whichever you pick, I won’t judge – leave no trace.
You breathe through your lips forcefully to curb the incoming tears.
You’re not alone.
Despite the great risk to himself, your Uncle Cas is still thinking of you and trying to help you out of your misery – along with him, many others you’ve never even met who are willing to risk themselves, nonetheless.
The least you can do is make their effort worthwhile.
That means going about your day, and the entire week, like there’s absolutely nothing going on and then going back to The Headless Confectioner’s as your uncle told you on Thursday. You tear up the note into little pieces and flush it down the toilet before going back to your office. You aren’t at all surprised to find Coriolanus waiting for you, sitting behind your desk with his legs crossed and his eyebrows slightly stitched together. He abandons the chair to approach you so he can plant a quick kiss on your cheek.
“You took your time, sugarplum. Are you alright?” He asks.
When you nod, he inquires if you’ve had lunch, and you hand him the box of chocolates you bought for him, both to divert his attention and to prove you’ve been to where you said you went. He accepts the box delightedly and rewards you with a kiss on your lips, which you’re quick to break.
“Coryo, we’re at work,” you complain quietly. “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?”
With a huff, Coriolanus rolls his eyes, but you can tell with that ghost of a grin on his lips that this is amusing him. “Fine, if you’re going to be like that...”
Still, he swoops in for a split-second peck which catches you off guard, grinning slyly before saying, “I’ll see you later.”
“How are they?” you ask on impulse as he turns to leave.
“Who?”
“Tansey, Audrey...Callahan?”
He raises his chin and peers at you with his eyes narrowed slightly. “You care what happens to them.”
“Coryo, they were injured the last time we left.”
With a smile that doesn’t match his hard eyes, he simply responds, “They aren’t injured anymore."
He takes you to a dinner party that night – and the night after that – at The White Knight after a quick change in his apartment. It’s just another opportunity for him to make a point of this relationship to everyone who can see. You show up, hand in hand, every bit the polished and demure girlfriend he wants you to be – a term which he now introduces you by to everyone in attendance. It’s Strabo’s birthday party all over again, except he’s now more openly handsy and free with those little gestures of affection you’re now starting to get used to, albeit for all the wrong reasons.
Wednesday night, however, is a welcome change of sorts, because Coriolanus takes you to the Plinth’s Corso home for dinner. It’s where you finally see Tigris Snow again after a long while, and where she greets you and hugs you like a close friend despite the brief time you’ve spent with her in the past.
“It’s been a long while, Nellie, I’m so happy you’re here,” she says as she briefly brushes your cheek with her palm.
You’re a little taken aback at how rough her hands are for someone with an aristocratic upbringing, belying an inner strength underneath her delicate grace. She makes you wonder how someone related to Coriolanus Snow can exude so much genuine warmth.
“Coriolanus has told me all about you even back then. Congratulations to you both.”
“Thank you, Tigris,” you return her earnestness as much as you can – despite her sharing blood with the man who’s forcibly inserted himself into your life, you can tell she’s someone you can trust. Although to what extent and with what, you’ve yet to find out.
“I’m sorry, grandma’am couldn’t be here, she hasn’t been feeling well lately...”
Tigris thankfully drags you away from Coriolanus’s domineering presence after announcing your arrival to Ma and Mr Plinth, taking you to a study well out of shot from any of them.
“We never got to talk.” Tigris clasps your hands as you both sit on a sofa. “How are you?”
The last time someone asked you that, it was Ma, and you had felt her care truly for her well-being so much you opened up like a dam, only to be slammed shut by her rather misguided advice. You decide to put up a front as usual, this time, not knowing what her intentions are.
“I’m...okay, Tigris, thank you,” you say, a little too slower than you would’ve liked. She seems to pick this up at once.
Her eyebrows furrow a little as she presses you on, but she’s gentle with her approach. “I know we haven’t really spoken to each other that much, but – and this is going to sound awful of me to say – but I’ve seen how Coriolanus is when he’s fixated on something.
“Right now, he’s fixated on you, Nellie, and this news of your engagement... it’s just so sudden. Ma says they’ve been planning this for quite some time, but without you? I just can’t help but feel that something else is going on. It’s why I asked,” Tigris explains. This isn’t just some ruse or superficial concern judging by her tone and expression, and she knows better than anyone what kind of person Coriolanus has decided he wants to become.
But, where exactly do you begin?
“I...I d-don’t know,” you stammer. You look over your shoulder to make sure he isn’t around and listening in. Turning back to her, you start, “Tigris, I’m trying to find a way to get out of this.”
Her eyes widen in alarm as she catches on your meaning. “Whatever you need, Nellie, if you ever need to talk, call me. You know our number. I may not be able to do much of anything, but I can help in any way I can – ” her gaze flicks imperceptibly at something behind you and shifts her tone at once “ – and I’m thinking of adding lace appliqués and Swarovski crystals on the shoulder area – ”
“Ladies, I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
Your attention is drawn to Coriolanus’s falsely cheery tone from behind you and paint on that smile he wants to see as you turn to face him.
Tigris has done this many times before, it seems.
“I’ve been telling her that I’d like to make the wedding gown for her as my gift, Coriolanus,” she chirps. Tigris is a pro.
If he suspects anything, he doesn’t show. “I’d like that, my dear cousin,” he says, his eyes slightly warming. “My Nellie deserves nothing but the best.”
“Don’t I know it? I’m going to make a gown fit for the princess she is. You’re coming by this Saturday anyway, so I’ll take her measurements then.”
“Wonderful! Why don’t we continue this at the tea room?”
Your fiancé all but drags you away from his cousin, and for the rest of the night, he never gives you an opportunity to speak to her again without him hovering behind your back.
When you say your goodbyes, you catch Tigris’s eyes and flash her a grateful smile, your uncle’s words echoing in your mind:
You’re not alone.
Rapidly, you take out the note from your pocket, and in the safety and privacy of the same cubicle inside the bathroom, you unfurl it and read:
Nellie,
There’s a shipment of candy bound for a District 5 tradesman who’s one of us, which is all the better. The crates leave at 11:30 AM this Saturday, so do whatever you have to do to get out of there before that so Petey can secure your cover – we can’t be too careful.
As to when I’ll be joining you, I’d have to make certain arrangements first, but let me worry about that, okay? Focus on getting out of your predicament for now because that’s more urgent than me getting out.
It seems your uncle hasn’t forgotten your tendency to overthink everything. The note continues:
Don’t bring anything that will weigh you down, and don’t be late. Keep your head down for now,
Your dear old Uncle Cas
P.S.: You know what to do.
A little hope blooms in your heart despite the dangers wrought within your uncle’s plan, not to mention what the aftermath of your exodus will mean for him.
Saturday. Only a few more days before you’re at last free of Coriolanus Snow.
This prospect cheers you up a bit even after arriving at his apartment from yet another exhausting dinner party, and when you find your confiscated bag on your bed, returned intact, book included, you’re thankful that something is finally going your way somehow.
“I would’ve liked to see you dressed in one of your nightgowns before coming here,” Coriolanus comments cheekily when you approach him in his work office.
Ignoring him, you remark, “They returned my uncle’s stuff quicker than they did my bag.”
“I’ll take that as ‘thank you for getting my bag back, Coryo.’”
Grinning to himself, he leans back on his chair behind the office desk as he shuffles through his mail, before picking one envelope out and opening it. “And, if it’s efficiency in Citadel processes you want to see, you’re going to have to wait for me to become president for me to make that happen.”
Right. An egomaniacal, tyrannical dictator for a president. The country has indeed a promising future ahead.
You turn on your feet to leave him be and sleep all your problems away, but he calls your attention at the last minute.
“We have an important dinner to attend on Saturday night,” he begins.
This makes you narrow your eyes a bit. He’s never had to warn you of those beforehand, so you assume this dinner must mean something to him.
“With who?”
“Festus Creed and Persephone Price. I assume Clemmie, Livia and Lys have been invited as well, seeing as I helped Festus secure seven seats at The White Knight.” Flashing you a smile, he adds, “This is going to be quite the reunion, I imagine.”
You chew on your lip in contemplation. You’ve actively avoided seeing your former classmates after what happened to Sejanus, and you’ve only seen some of them in passing after that. The prospect of dinner with them leaves you unsure what to feel; after such a long time of keeping your distance, they’d certainly have more questions for you than you’d care to answer.
That ring heavily weighing down your left ring finger being one of them.
“And if I don’t want to come?” you ask carefully.
Coriolanus raises a chastising eyebrow at you. “As much as I’d like to keep you to myself, it wouldn’t look good if you’re not seen among your peers. When was the last time you talked to them?”
“I met Lys at a coffee shop once.”
“You just said ‘hi’ to her.”
So, he’s kept in touch with his fellow District 12 mentor? Cool.
“I’ve talked to Festus in one of my classes,” you shrug.
“You both worked once on a report.”
He seems to be close enough to Festus to catch up with him on a regular, so this isn’t surprising.
“I bumped into Clemmie at the Uni library.”
“You helped her find research material for her term paper. That hardly counts.”
Now, this stumps you. How could he have known all of these things when you’ve never mentioned them to him before?
“Gee, I’m really glad to know that even my conversations with the people I barely talk to now are being closely monitored,” you chuckle dryly and continue, “That makes me feel very safe. I wonder who among my classmates you paid to spy on me?”
He lets out an aggrieved huff at your derisive accusation. “Nellie, my point here is simple: they’re your friends,” he counters. “Our friends. It wouldn’t hurt you to at least get to know them. We’ve all been through so much together, the least you can do is be present.”
Coriolanus pins you to your spot with an unrelenting stare, his jaws clenched in disapproval. With a tone that leaves no room for dissent, he says:
“You will be there. This discussion is over.”
But you’ll be far away, then, if everything works out fine on Saturday morning. You wouldn’t even have to worry about facing any one of them, probably forever, so this time you concede and bid him good night.
Never had you felt this much anxiety and excitement at the same time, much less tried holding it in you could burst at any time. You and Coriolanus have been at the Plinths since nine in the morning on this sunny Saturday, with Ma wasting no time to excitedly show you the wedding guest list she had compiled over the past few months, which you only pretend to peruse over late breakfast.
“I had a lot of help from Coriolanus with that list,” she says chirpily, which your soon-to-be ex-fiancé acknowledges with a smile over his cup of tea.
Tigris, who’s sitting to your left, peers into the list as she spreads jam over her toast and offers her help identifying the names you’re not familiar with.
By nine-thirty, Mr Plinth emerges in the dining room and bids Ma farewell, announcing that he’ll be going golfing with one of his more demanding shareholders.
“How would you like to join us tomorrow, Coriolanus? We shall see if that charm of yours will work on old Mr Emery,” he asks his heir, who graciously accepts. He then gives Ma a peck on the cheek before sauntering away while munching on a piece of toast.
A few moments after Plinth senior leaves, the table is soon cleared by the maids, allowing Tigris to lead you inside a guest bedroom for your measurements, and you the opportunity to take her up on her offer for help.
“Alright!” Tigris says once she has locked the bedroom door. “Shall we? Extend your arms out to the side, please.”
“Uh, Tigris?” You start as soon as she drapes her tape measure over your right arm. “You told me you’d help when you can? I think I might need it today. Please?”
Her previously cheerful air shifts to something much more serious as she slowly lowers her tape measure. She nods at once, recognising your urgency.
“Of course, Nellie. What do you need?”
“I have to go at ten thirty.”
“You’re leaving? Where to?”
You inhale sharply and respond, “Away from here. This is my only chance.”
Tigris once again surprises you with her astuteness. “I take it you’re not coming back?” she asks with an increasingly growing smile.
That elation of hers is infectious as your own face lights up. “If this works, then no. Maybe not ever.”
I’ll be rid of your cousin forever.
“Good,” she says with a firm tone. “I’ll distract him. Ten thirty, right?”
“Yes.”
Her response is a resolute nod. She doesn’t say anything, but her eyes are expressive enough for you to tell that she’s happy for you that you finally found a way out.
“Thank you,” you whisper while you squeeze her hand. You owe her your freedom, and there’s nothing you can give her right now, save that gesture, to convey how grateful you are.
“Best of luck, Nellie.”
Tigris drones on in detail about the potentially fictional dress she’s planning to make for you, and you go along with her in Coriolanus’s presence. She even shows you and Ma some of her sketches, all of which look so professionally well done you almost regret not being able to see the final product she has in mind.
“If you’ll excuse me,” she says after a while. “I’ll have to check up on the grandma’am; I think I may have forgotten to leave fruit juice on her nightstand. You should come and see her some time, Nellie, when she’s better.”
“Oh good, I think this is my cue to start making lunch, as well, and no, Nellie, dear,” Ma dismisses you with a gentle pat on the cheek when you begin following her to the kitchen. “Bless your heart but can handle this. You go add whoever we may have missed on the guest list. I’m sure you have family members in mind.”
Your eyes land on their grandfather clock. Ten twenty-five.
It’s almost time.
Tigris returns a mere few minutes later, breathless and with a troubled expression.
“Coryo,” she calls out. “You have to come with me. I can’t find the grandma’am.”
Coriolanus looks up from the book he’s reading with a hint of concern in his eyes. “Did you check the rooftop?” he asks, trailing after his cousin and out of the apartment, presumably to locate the poor old woman.
You let a couple of minutes pass just in case they might still be in the hallway – Ma is still in the kitchen and well out of earshot – it’s now or never, a voice whispers in your head.
You heed the voice, grab your handbag and make a break for it.
You take the stairs and descend as fast as your feet can take you while looking behind – all you can think of is the fact that this would be over the moment he catches a glimpse of you fleeing. The elevator might be occupied as well, so you deem it an irresponsible choice. You don’t stop when you’re out of Corso I, and it takes a jog of about fifteen minutes before you get to The Headless Confectioner’s. Breathless, you look for Petey yourself in the vast shop while making yourself inconspicuous just in case anyone you know sees you. You find the Head of Customer Relations in the Jellybean aisle – he places his clipboard behind a cash register once his eyes land on you.
“Ms Innis! You’re early,” he greets with a tip of his hat. “This way, please. Your box of chocolates is still being prepared. In the meantime, have some of this.” He grabs the nearest bottle of beverage from the nearest shelf and tosses it over to you, which you barely catch.
You mutter your thanks as he leads you away on a brisk walk. You reach the back of the shop and weave through the tight spaces between the shelves before you follow him through a door labelled ‘stockroom.’ A dimly lit room the size of a parking lot greets you, but instead of cars, you see rows upon rows of shelves to your right filled with boxes and plastic bags filled with you assume are raw materials, and to your left rows of wooden crates stacked on top of each other, with two forklifts parked right at the front.
Petey exhales audibly as he closes the door behind him.
“No time to look around, ‘m afraid,” he says.
“Your accent is back,” you observe.
“Ha! Fooled ya, didn’t I? Spent so much time tryin’ to copy that damn Capitol twang.”
Dumbfounded, you simply look on as he lifts the lid on one of the wooden crates, and takes out a square-shaped plank of some sort from inside.
“Well, c’mon!” He urgently motions for you to come closer. “The earlier this shipment leaves, the better – peacekeepers have been menacin’ us all week, it’s like they’re onto us or somethin’. You didn’t let anyone play with that stupid game, didya?”
You shake your head as you peek inside the box he just opened. He helps you get inside the box and instructs you to hunker down.
“The trip is goin’ be a while, so your uncle asked me to getcha somethin’ for the road.”
Petey places a tall stack of granola bars and two water bottles inside your crate and gives you final instructions.
“When you get there, our guy’ll knock on your box the word ‘Cas’ in Morse code – and he’ll have to, you can barely hear anythin’ inside that box – so you’ll know you’re with friends. They’re nice, don’t worry; they’ll take you to their safe house where you’ll await your uncle’s next instructions. Got that?”
You nod once, to which he grins widely.
“You’ll be in good hands, kid, that much I can tell ya.”
“Petey – my uncle?”
Petey’s eyebrows draw close for a fraction of a second, but masks it with that kind smile of his.
“He’ll be fine, kid. Your uncle is tougher than all o’ us put together. Now, mind your head!”
He finally places the wooden cover on top of you, only allowing about an inch of space between the cover and the top of your head, and leaving you in almost total darkness, with the only light source being the tiny cracks between the slats of wood that the crate is made of. You then hear dull thuds of what sounds like Petey filling the rest of the space on top with chocolate boxes to further strengthen the disguise, before he seals you in.
And then, total silence.
As you hug your handbag containing the only precious possession you’ve taken with you, you’re sorely tempted to say you’re finally safe, but it’s too early to tell. You figure you would never feel safe until you’re finally in the safe house in District 5, where Coriolanus Snow can never sniff you out.
Eventually, you feel your box move, presumably being lifted by a forklift. As soon as you’re set down, you feel the ground move, which you assume is the ride to the Capitol train station. After quite a while, the truck you’re in comes to an abrupt stop; you then feel the box being forklifted again before being set down. This cycle of noises just goes on several times, but when you hear the muffled sound of a rail squealing, that’s when you find out you’re finally inside a freight train wagon.
You don’t know how long you wait inside – it may have been mere minutes, it may have been hours - until you hear muffled shouts outside. Suddenly, your box is being carted off again and then set down on a flat surface. Silence ensues after, but you can’t be there yet.
Something’s wrong.
Muted shouts arise once more, followed by sounds of wooden crates being busted open. You don’t know how much more time you had to wait until you feel your box’s cover being pried open as well. No morse code.
Something has gone terribly wrong.
You cover your mouth to prevent any noise from you, hoping and praying they don’t get past the layers of chocolate boxes Petey had placed as cover.
True enough, they leave your box alone after bouts of rummaging through the boxes. Whoever it was seemed to have been fooled by the contents, but a few agonising moments pass before you hear the dull sound of something tapping your box.
Not Morse code, but the sound of tapping to check for hollow spaces.
Without warning, your entire cover is lifted unceremoniously, revealing a looming figure in crimson you had been hoping to escape from and never see again.
Coriolanus Snow has found you yet again, and judging by the icy, almost betrayed look on his pale, hard features, he isn’t pleased the slightest bit.
The sunlight being cast on his platinum-blond hair gives the illusion of a halo – you almost mistake this to be a dream, except you are aware, even in your dreams, that he is the farthest thing from being an angel.
“Step out of the box, Nellie.”
His command is faint, but you obey anyway, trying hard to ignore your heart pounding madly in your chest.
“You’ve been sloppy, Nellie,” he says in this deceptively soft tone as he paces to and fro right before you at an unhurried pace. “Had you not used your Citadel computer to inspect that disk, I wouldn’t have had that candy shop investigated, its shipments monitored, and had my peacekeeper friends alert me for any exports to the Districts from The Headless Confectioner’s.”
He stops right before you, invading your personal space, as he stares down at you through the tip of his nose.
“I had hoped I was just being paranoid – that you wouldn’t do that to me…and yet, here we are.”
He spots the handbag you attempt to conceal behind your back.
“Give me that.”
You don’t move.
“Nellie,” his voice lowers an octave – a sign of foreboding. “It’s wise that you do what I say right now and give me that bag.”
You hand it over to him with a trembling hand, and he snatches it away. He lets out a cross between a laugh and a huff when pulls out the sole content of the bag:
Sejanus’s book.
“This book,” he says with pure disdain. “Really, Nellie? I was reading that for the past few days. It’s definitely not your choice of reading material, but it makes for a rather insightful reference to Sejanus’s last letter.”
So, he had your travel bag for quite some time and had been keeping it to himself.
“I was going to give you Sejanus’s final letter as an apology of sorts – after all, I did say some…distasteful things about our dead friend, and I thought you deserved to read our friend’s final words.”
Liar. He’s never giving you that letter, that knowing voice in your head says.
“I know what the letter says. Pity you never will, now.”
A part of your heart wilts a little at the thought. Whatever Sejanus had meant to tell you, he’ll soon be taking it to his grave.
“You’re going to destroy your evidence against me out of pettiness?” You say weakly.
“And because I don’t need it anymore,” he simply says. “Not with you constantly landing yourself in trouble and giving me something to use against you.
“Now why don’t we continue this conversation at home, sugarplum? You’ve inconvenienced quite the number of peacekeepers today, and they have other important duties to take care of.”
Still, you don’t move. Every cell in your body seems to refuse to – as if it’d rather wither and die than be with him even for a minute more.
Coriolanus exhales and pinches his nose bridge in an aggravated fashion.
“Private!” he calls out.
A pair of heavy boot steps approach and a peacekeeper salutes him and awaits his command.
“Some matches, if you please.”
The peacekeeper places a matchbox in his outstretched palm and salutes once more before marching out of sight.
“I’ve always wondered how fast paperback books burn,” he mutters, loud enough for you to hear.
Your eyes widen as you watch him throw the book on top of a nearby crate. He lights a match and holds it threateningly above the book, his face contorted in a taunting sneer.
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” You can’t help but blurt out in panic. All the wooden crates you’re surrounded with – he’s basically igniting a building-sized bonfire. “You’re going to burn this place to the ground with us in it!”
“Then you will come home with me this instant.”
With a single look into those crazed, blazing eyes, you can tell he isn’t merely fooling around. You take a tentative step closer to him, and he shakes the match until the fire goes out and picks up the book.
“For safekeeping,” he says as he tucks the book inside his coat pocket and grabs you closer by the arm.
You never had a chance to look around where you’ve been taken to – apparently a more secluded area in the Capitol train station where they store unclaimed freight packages. He drags you to a lesser-known exit at the back of the station building where his car is waiting, and he all but throws you inside and slams the door shut. His handling gets a little gentler when he escorts you from the car across his building’s lobby, but once he’s crossed the threshold to his apartment door, he grips you with bruising intensity. He takes you, squirming in vain in his grip, into his bedroom and shoves you on his bed, where you sit at its edge, avoiding his gaze and just about ready to cry but holding it all together by a thread.
“I am not angry, Nellie,” he begins, standing to his full height and looking down at you with a look that contradicted his words. “I’m disappointed and hurt that you would do this. I thought you and I had an understanding. I thought you were starting to adjust to your new life with me. Perhaps it was too early for me to trust you in that regard.”
Coriolanus grapples the back of your neck and inches closer so your noses touch. He whispers with every ounce of venom he can evoke, “You really thought you could escape me? You really thought I’d let you get away from me? This won’t do.”
He caresses your cheek with faux gentleness. “I will not have my future wife forget her place. Perhaps you need a reminder of who you really belong to.”
Your blood runs cold at his next words:
“On your knees.”
Without even thinking, your lower half slides from your perch on the bed and you kneel at his feet. You fix your terrified gaze on his shoes, but nothing can make you ignore the sound of his belt unbuckling. That alone gives you a clue as to what he’s about to make you do, and your insides twist at just the thought.
“Coryo, I’m sorry, please...”
“I don’t want your apology; I want your mouth.”
The way he shuts down your pleas ruthlessly earns a suppressed sob from you. Still, you look into his eyes and beg as more of your tears flow, hoping he still isn’t above reasoning.
“Please, Coryo, anything but this, please...”
He scoffs and curls his lips. “This is for your own good, sugarplum. So you’ll learn to never attempt to leave me again. Besides, you’re going to have to give me something in return for not executing your uncle on sight and just sending him to exile.”
Without breaking eye contact with you, he unzips and pulls his trousers down, and from his boxer briefs he takes out a fully erect, massive cock, its angry red tip swollen and dripping with precum – you shudder at the sight and close your eyes as a fresh wave of salty tears spills down your cheeks, imploring him for even an ounce of mercy.
“Coryo, please, no...”
He grips the back of your head sharply and snarls, “I said I want your mouth and I will have it.”
His free hand cups the side of your tear-stained face, his thumb prying your mouth open and pressing your tongue down.
“That’s it; open wide, sugarplum...and if you bite me, I will strap to you a chair and make you watch while I extract every single tooth from those test tributes you’re so fond of.”
A whimper passes through your throat as you look on, helpless, while Coriolanus grips his erection at the base and places its swollen tip on your tongue. The taste of him, salty and slightly bitter, and the smell of him almost makes you gag.
But nothing could’ve prepared you for the choking feeling of his entire girth being shoved as far as it could inside your mouth. He fills you up to the throat with a pleasured groan while you try your best to fight your gag reflex, your eyes watering as you focus on breathing through your nose – he isn’t even fully inside your mouth because he’s just so huge – your body automatically fights to get him out, but his hands are already firm on the back of your head to keep you in place.
“Wrap your lips around me...yes, just like that...” he strains.
“Need you to suck me off, sugarplum...”
So you do as he says, praying with all your might he makes quick work of this. He pulls out almost entirely, but shoves himself back inside your mouth with force, settling for a pace with bruising intensity.
As your jaw begins to strain from accommodating his size, your eyes inadvertently close as they water at the effort; he bunches your hair and yanks it with a commanding growl:
“This mouth is mine – look me in the eyes while I take what’s mine.”
So while he continues choking you with his cock, your tear-filled eyes stare right into his blue ones, glazed over with lust, his lewd grunts and moans filling up the room as his grip on your hair becomes vice-like.
“Sugarplum, you’re so beautiful with your mouth full of my cock...”
The praise doesn’t help quell your revulsion at being forced on your knees and used like a mere common whore.
“I need – Nellie, swirl your tongue around me – fuck, yes, you’re doing so well, sugarplum, taking my cock so well...”
You place your palms on his thighs for support as the pace and force of his assault on your throat increases – this seems to go on forever, until you feel his cock thicken inside your mouth, signalling his imminent release...
“Gonna make me come so hard with that pretty little mouth, my sugarplum...”
A few more sharp, uneven thrusts and his orgasm invades all your senses: his pleasured moans fill your ears as his tip rests on your tongue and fills your mouth with generous spurts of hot salty cum, which you can feel mixing with the drool coating your chin, and you watch as his eyelids flutter with pleasure while you smell his musk mingling with his rose scent.
Still gripping your head while his cock pumps the last of his spend into your mouth, he groans one last time and finally pulls out of your mouth, a trickle of your saliva briefly connecting your tongue and his tip. Finally, you can breathe, but not without consequences – there’s still that almost overwhelming smell and taste of him that amplifies at every intake of air. He manages a warning amidst his laboured breathing:
“Don’t spit it out.” Coriolanus tugs your hair as he commands, “Show me.”
Obediently, open your mouth, and some of his cum trickles down your chin in the process. His eyes cloud with satisfaction and his expression turns somewhat soft, almost reverent.
“You’re so breathtakingly beautiful, my sugarplum...” he praises. “I should have you do this more often.”
At this point, the stinging in your eyes brought about by the new set tears doesn’t surprise you.
“Now swallow. All of it.”
Keeping your eyes on his with as much hate as you can muster, you do his bidding.
“Show me,” he orders again.
He hums in approval when you do, and his thumb wipes the cum coating your chin and places it once more on your tongue.
“Clean it up, sugarplum.”
So you suck his thumb clean, and then, as if he hadn’t just humiliated you mere seconds before, he gently wipes all your tears on your cheeks and your drool with a handkerchief he takes from his coat pocket. He then rights his trousers while you stay kneeling on the floor, your eyes staring vacantly at his shoes.
A much gentler grip on your jaw raises your head once more to look up at him, and a hint of dread fills your gut.
Oh dear heavens. Is he going to make you do it again?
“You did well, sugarplum,” he says softly before those blue eyes darken with foreboding. His face edges nearer to yours when he bends down, hissing as he nuzzles your cheek, “But if you pull another stunt like that again; if you so much as even think of getting away, I won’t be so lenient.”
Please, you beg inwardly as a few more tears cascade down your cheeks, please, don’t make me do it again...
“You belong to me, Nellie, you got that?”
When he gets no response, he pulls away, his jaw tensing as he grips your hair and yanks it again. “Do not make me repeat myself, sugarplum. Or maybe you need me to drive the point a little further?” To drive his point, his other hand travels to the zipper of his pants.
“No, please.” You blanche at the thought of him taking you in the mouth again, so your reply is immediate. “I understand, Coryo. Please…”
Humming in satisfaction, he releases you at last; you back away from him immediately and hit the edge of the bed.
“Pick out one of the dresses I bought for you in your wardrobe. When I come back, I want my wife-to-be to look perfect and ready for tonight’s dinner.”
With this last command, Coriolanus Snow steps out of his bedroom and locks you inside his apartment yet again.
You’re not alone, your uncle wrote.
And yet, you’re cowering on the floor of your jailer’s bed, feeling very much so.
Enter Level 14
Next on Level 14 - Snowball takes Nellie to a dinner with old friends; the engagement is announced publicly; a cute character enters Nellie's life while she tries to cope with her uncle's exile and a fiancé who can no longer keep his hands to himself.
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Lexaeus, Xaldin, Xigbar, and Vexen NSFW Hcs
A/n: THIS IS NSFW THIS IS HORNY AND NASTY AND VERY NAS TY AND HORNY PLEASE LOOK AWAY FROM MY SINS
Lexaeus
A big teddy bear when it comes to you
Very gentle at first and is rather worried about hurting you during sex
He’d rather let you take charge and use him so he doesn’t hurt you
Later on though he could get a bit rougher if you ask him
I see him as someone who enjoys sumata (especially when starting off) cuz he… really really likes your thighs
Loves giving oral- it’s amazing just how gentle and passionate he can be
Has a slight praise kink and gets embarrassed when you praise him- something about you complementing how big he is would just really make his (nonexistent) heart race
Honestly just dom him and make him feel good- he will be thanking you and telling you how he loves you so much
Just really thinks you’re so soft and he doesn’t deserve you, and he’s worried he’s too big and ugly for you sometimes (and you gotta kiss him to shut him up)
Enjoys having you wear cute things- something about you accentuating your cuteness (since you’re so much tinier compared to him) gets him going a bit
Calls you “love” and “darling” a lot when you two get intimate
Some kinks: finds out he’s really into being called daddy when you tried to tease him once, sumata, food play (usually with something easy like whipped cream), soft lingerie
Absolutely not: doesn’t really like to do anything too wild to hurt you- would be hesitant to do something like choking (unless on him) or bloodplay. He also prefers having sex in private, so no messing around in public (unless you want him to be rough when he takes you back hehe)
Can be a gentle giant, and really loves holding your hands when you both sleep together, but can absolutely take you to pound town when he feels like
Xaldin
Unlike his fellow guardsman, Xaldin has no qualms about being rough and just downright nasty-
He can be a bit gentler than his normal demeanor- but occasionally sex is just a way he really gets his frustrations out
He will stop if you say so but if you’d let him, he can go at you like a damn beast (get it-)
Really rough and very open to trying new things-so long as he gets to be on top
I think he’d be more open to subbing way later in the relationship as well but at first he wants to take charge
Likes sex getting messy- it’s so hot for him when he sees you all messed up and unable to catch your breath because of how hard he went
Likes if you wear makeup, and seeing it all dripping down your face or leaving stains on the bed or on his skin
Also just likes facefucking- you are mostly gonna spend time on your knees for him before he even considers giving you any semblance of pleasure
Some kinks: facials, creampies, dacryphilia, master/servant rp, daddy kink, shibari, choking, food play, spanking- okay he has a lot and he will probably do a lot of them during the night
Despite being *cough* the worst *cough* he can get softer and even he gets surprised by how tender and affectionate he really wants to be with you
It’s not really like… soft, but it’s Xaldin we’re talking about, so it’s about as soft as you’ll get
He’s no longer demanding you give him attention and call his name, but whispers for you to be quiet and just let him be close
The slight bookworm/romantic in him really likes being thematic- like he just likes having a scene to play with you with. Not necessarily roleplay, but just the thought of a scene gets him going and he can change a bit depending on what scenario he makes it out to be.
Xigbar
Despite his flirtations, he’s not gonna sleep with you right away
He’s a very closed book and doesn’t really like opening up- he’s got a lot to deal with thanks to uh… his life… so it’s very hard for him to get him to open that shell
Honestly just will clam up and not be very physically intimate besides holding you or hugging you-past that he will not oblige for a while until later in the relationship
I just see him as really conscious of himself and he doesn’t want to reveal his true self right away- even when you two are sleeping in bed he’ll be fully covered and never show his skin much
It’ll take a while to get to the point where he actually will have sex, but when he does, it’ll be a lot different than you’d first assume
Xigbar is slow and methodical, while still being the jokester he is. He adores teasing you and making you cry his name and beg for him, or get mouthy and tell him to hurry the hell up
After that is when you’ll see Xigbar be open about what he likes
Xigbar will absolutely use his space manipulation powers to tease and harrass you and get you hot and bothered
Really likes you begging for him and trying to pleasure him, he thinks it's adorable how hard you try
He can be a very giving lover too though, especially when he uses his hands- his hands will definitely bring you to ruin
Secret no one knows: he likes sleepy morning sex because that’s when he’s super melancholic and really wants to confirm that you’re still by his side
Okay so I hc him as being Hispanic since he speaks some Spanish in the games- so uh, yeah, romantic whispers in Spanish
He can get really romantic and soft, he wants to run his hands through every part of your body and hear how much you love him
Loves when you run your hands through his hair later in the relationship, it makes him feel loved
OOO can’t forget, he’s a bit of a switch, leaning towards dom
Some kinks: dirty talk, teasing, slight daddy kink (doesn’t really care if you call him that or not), oral, begging, blindfolds (on you), restraints (also on you, but he wouldn’t be opposed to it if you insisted on him)
I do feel like he’d be into teasing you in public, but having sex in public I think is a no go for him- he doesn’t wanna be seen and he can get a bit possessive when it comes to you
Gives great aftercare-snacks, water, a nice bath- he’s got it covered.
Shivers if you kiss all his scars and gently trace over them with your hands
Sex is just an overall fun and loving activity with him- he’s ready to try whatever you like at least once (when he gets comfortable) and doesn’t mind getting a bit raunchy for you
Vexen
Temperature play is a must, he can absolutely make you melt with his mouth while his fingers conjure up some ice to make you shiver
Also likes shower sex- and even nonsexually, just likes showering with you
Acts really haughty but is super self conscious about his body when he sleeps with you
And oh boy, if you’re insecure, he’ll call you a fool for doubting his taste in his lovers
Likes roleplay and experimenting with what you both like in the bedroom-it’s exhausting but fulfilling, and he makes sure you like what’s going on
Can get a bit romantic and soft when he is tired and asks for you to help him and warm him up
Honestly is a bit of a brat-tamer, he thinks it’s a bit interesting to have you try and get under his skin so he can punish you later
All about teasing and seeing if you can handle his “experiments” (aka, just his horny way of teasing)
Doesn’t mind using toys in bed, in fact, he kinda appreciates it- it’s nice to watch you fall apart, but it also helps him a bit since he doesn’t have much stamina and is worried about you not being satisfied
Since he’s a firm believer in basically trying everything at least once, a lot of the things you do can get messy and stuff, but he makes sure to take care of you and always has you repeat the safe word
Can get pretty clinical when having sex with you, and it might be a bit before he really just lets himself go and get passionate
Just top him, listen, he’s tired and shit he’s really not gonna fight back when you’re riding him.
Is a bit of a brat too if you take charge, but he can fall in line real easily
Probably not opposed to sex with a chance of getting caught, the adrenaline gets him pumping a bit while he teases you about being so loud
#org 13 x reader#org xiii#lexaeus#xaldin#xigbar#vexen#lexaeus x reader#xaldin x reader#xigbar x reader#vexen x reader#smut#kh smut#lemon
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January 2021 Reader-Insert Smut Masterlist
1. Nick Tudor from Shivers
2. Grigori from Stranger Things 3
3. Pelle from Midsommar
4. Jackson Whittemore and Matt Daehler from Teen Wolf
5. Headless Horseman from Sleepy Hollow
6. Tex and Josh Tyler from Us
7. Venom and Licker from Venom and Resident Evil
8. Black Noir from The Boys
9. Barbara Maitland and Adam Maitland from Beetlejuice
10. A-Train and Black Noir from The Boys
11. Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Season 1 review
12. Edgar Caldicott from Disturbing Behavior
13. Dren from Splice
14. Ransom Drysdale and Richard Drysdale from Knives Out
15. Collector from The Collector
16. Raven Darkholme and Alex Summers from X-Men: Days of Future Past
17. Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer
18. Male Dollification
19. Wedding Dress Org from Power Rangers Wild Force
20. C.H.U.D. from C.H.U.D.
21. Arachnor from Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue
22. Tex Sawyer from Leatherface: The Texas Chainsaw III
23. Judge from The 100
24. Belasko from Teen Wolf
25. Drawing from The Drawing (Crypt TV)
26. George Ruit from The Blob
27. Brahms Heelshire and Malcolm from The Boy
28. Matt Farrell and Thomas Gabriel from Live Free or Die Hard
29. Xander Harris from Buffy the Vampire Slayer
30. Erik Stevens from Black Panther
31. Jack Frost and Tommy Davrow from Invisible Man
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Day Off Naps Lin Yanjun x Reader
Iced Coffee with a Shot of Caramel (Finn Balor x Reader)
Just A Doll Hawks X reader
We Had A Fight (Finn Balor x Reader)
Last Flight Out (Finn Balor Fluff)
Hold Me the Way You Used to Do Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader
Movie’s Not Over Hawks/Keigo Takami and gn!Reader
7 Minutes in Heaven - Lin Yanjun ver. Reader x Lin Yanjun
Better Late Than Never - Bi Wenjun x Reader
Mushroom Pasta Boyfriend!Jun x Reader Fluff
French Fries - Lin Yanjun x Reader
Don’t Look - Lin Yanjun x Reader
Orange Plushy - Lin Yanjun x Reader
Week Off - Demon King!Yanjun x Reader
Broken Vow - Wang Ziyi x Reader
Shopping With the Demon King
To The Rescue - Lin Yanjun x Tall-ish!Reader
Cold Blood - Lin Yanjun x Reader
boyfriend!Wang Ziyi during his girlfriend’s period
Edge of Paradise - Sugar Daddy!Lin Yanjun x Reader
Fine China - Lin Yanjun x Reader
Nine Percent Crime Org - Bickering During A Meeting
Swept Away
25 , 2, 23, 24, 22, 1, 21, 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,
@kopi-and-honey my hand slipped-
#anza rants#why did I do this you ask?#I was bored#and idk if there is smut in any of these#cus I just copy pasted and didnt read any of it XD#this was fun#and I'm pretty sure that I missed a lot of them#And this is by no means organised#sorry
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xemnas + facesitting with his fem s/o for a drabble or fic pls?? its fine if youre not taking requests!! <33
NSFW under the cut
No cause this man LOVES it when you sit on his face. You’re his queen and queens need thrones to sit on. So why not sit on his face. And you just KNOW that he’s gonna overstimulate the fuck out of you. This man eats pussy like it’s the last thing he’s ever gonna taste!
gimme more Xemnas content. I fucking love this man
#Xemnas#kingdom hearts xemnas#xemnas kh#xemnas kingdom hearts#kh xemnas#xemnas imagines#xemnas x reader#xemnas smut#organization 13#organization xiii#org xiii#org 13#org13#real organization xiii#organization xiii imagines#organization xiii imagine#organization xiii smut#kingdom hearts#kingdomhearts#kingdom hearts imagine#organization xiii x reader#kingdom hearts imagines#kingdom hearts smut#kingdom hearts x reader#kingdomhearts imagine#kingdomhearts x reader#kingdomhearts imagines#kingdomhearts smut
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Oh i really enjoy fic Recs, especially about the lovely apprentices 😊 I like to read new KH stuff, so Thank you for that! Would you consider to share your fave S/O, OC and/or Reader fics? 🖤
NOTE: I’m sure most of you have already read most of these since there aren’t that many reader/org member fics around. Even then, most of them are Explicit and NSFW. If you have any good fics to recommend, P L E A S E send them to me because i need some new recs
The original list is here.
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Imagine Running Your Fingers Over Saix’s Scars by zer0pm
Oneshot, Rated: T, Main Pairing: Saix x Reader
Pretty much exactly what the title says, but still an enjoyable little read.
Nocturnal Emission by kingdomheartsmarts
Complete, Word Count: 2.5k, SERIOUSLY NSFW, Main Pairing Xemnas, Xigbar, Lexaeus, Xaldin all with an S/O
The tiny bit of plot is that you’re Lexaeus’s s/o and you have a wild dream. Take from that what you will.
Promises by starlightened
Complete, Word Count: 5068, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Axel/Reader
One year. That’s how long it had been since your entire life came to a screeching halt. A year since the love of your life was taken from you, a year since your entire world was torn apart.
Solace in Nihility v2 by WolfGoddess77 (and you guys know that WolfGoddess77 is famous in the fandom at this point)
Complete, Word Count: 33,402, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Axel/Reader
When a new Nobody shows up in The City That Never Was, Axel teaches her that her new situation isn't all bad.
Unwavering Loyalty by WolfGoddess77
Complete, Word Count: 18,048, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader
After a failed mission, Xemnas orders you to prove yourself, and you obey, in more ways than one.
A Hard Learned Lesson by minervamouze
Complete, Word Count: 3653, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Saix/Reader
Xemnas is very confused as to why he just heard that you’ve been messing around with Xigbar, would you care to explain?
An Enigmatic Encounter by TheSnowconeMachine
Complete, Word Count: 5965, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader
You're a young woman in Twilight Town, and you've been attempting to study Nobodies for a while now. Their strange behavior, coinciding with people in black cloaks, only brings more questions than answers. The Organization has taken notice of you, and its leader has offered to give you the answers you so desperately seek. What happens when you unwittingly take the devil's hand?
Desire for the Devil by WolfGoddess77
Complete, Word Count: 15,284, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xigbar/Reader
Xigbar loves teasing the members of Organization XIII, but when he finds the newest member after a battle against a Heartless, the teasing turns into something more.
Skipping School by Kalua
Complete, Word Count: 2,273, Rated: General, Pairing: Demyx/Reader
During a simple afternoon stroll, you notice some strange music. Curious, you decide to investigate just where it comes from...
Can’t Have Treats Without Tricks by DamnBlackHeart
Complete, Word Count: 1000, Rated: General, Pairing: Demyx/Reader
After a long night of trick or treating, you and Demyx finally made it home. The first thing that the both of you did was organize your treats, which led to some humorous tricks.
Workplace Ethics by herdemonlover
Incomplete, 9/13 Chapters as of 6/21/2020. Rated: Explicit, Multiple Pairings (You/Various Organization Members)
You decided then and there that what the Organization really needed was a good HR department.
Or: you, a recent hire at the Organization as its premiere Number Twelve, have to come to grips with a few unique characters that may or may not be scheming behind the closed doors of the Castle That Never Was.
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BONUS:
Here are the two fics that Sam and I wrote for this blog:
Learn Your Place by Merlicious and NoPantsSaturday
Complete, Word Count: 2946, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader
The Superior doesn't like it when you contradict him during important meetings.
Playing with the Lights Off by Merlicious and NoPantsSaturday
Complete, Word Count: 6114, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: XIgbar/Reader
When Saix originally gave you this assignment, he said that the task needed to be finished with patience, intelligence, and not a small amount of luck. But then you looked over at your companion and you immediately deflated.
Ah, damn. This was going to suck.
Or, making no progress in a mission and a road trip that ends in the worst thing in the universe - feelings.
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Reflections on the Saix/Axel relationship, from the perspective of a cult survivor
I am a survivor of a very high-demand religious group – a cult, basically. I hope my reflections on Kingdom Hearts will be of interest to your readers. 😊
The first KH game I played was Days. I was thirteen at the time, and my life was starting to fall apart; as I left childhood behind, the demands which the cult exerted on me intensified. I won’t go into too many details, but abuse is rife in these groups. I immediately empathised with Roxas. He never felt like he fitted into his organisation, he was expected to follow orders unquestionably and all he wanted was connection. I was like the young fans you’ve mentioned, clinging to the idea that Axel/Roxas/Xion were perfect BFFs, because I needed the hope that authentic, healthy relationships can be formed even in oppressive circumstances.
Round about the same time I first picked up Days, I had my first crush, a girl from outside the group. I was faced with a conflict between my desires and the teachings of the group. I couldn’t indulge such feelings for two reasons: we were both girls, and she was not part of the group. The group won, and I ruthlessly shut that girl out of my life. This experience enables me to empathise with the corrupted bond between Axel/Lea and Isa/Saix.
I’m now in my 20s. I have only left the cult recently. And when I play/read Days now, I see that the relationships are much more complex than I thought back when I was 13. I know from experience what coming of age in a cult does to you. It ruins your closest relationships. I see that now with Axel’s character, he’s obviously subconsciously using Roxas and Xion to regain what the Organization deprived him of. He was willing to kill both himself and Roxas in the KH2 novel, FFS. Cults do not make functional, well-adjusted adults.
13-year-old me would have been very happy with the way KH3 dealt with the characters. Adult me is not.
Using Subject X as their motivation to join Org 13 is BS. Why would they willingly join what they know is an evil cult, when Xemnas doesn’t even know where the girl is?? Xehanort wrote in the KH3 reports that only Ansem the Wise knew where she was. If Lea and Isa really were pining after the girl, the more logical thing to do would be to somehow find Ansem the Wise after his banishment instead of siding with the Org, but I digress….
While I am stuck in lockdown, I look forward to replaying/rereading the KH saga with your theories in mind, which I believe are much closer to Nomura’s original vision rather than the mess that the actual plot became. I also look forward to understanding more about myself, and the brave new world of freedom which awaits me!
Even if you don’t publish this, it’s been cathartic to write it out nonetheless. 😊
BTW, I’m Kanpachii on AO3.
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Ohio/Penn DX Bulletin No. 1429
SB DX @ WW < KB8NW $OPDX.1429
Ohio/Penn DX Bulletin No. 1429
The Ohio/Penn DX PacketCluster
DX Bulletin No. 1429
BID: $OPDX.1429
September 2, 2019
Editor Tedd Mirgliotta, KB8NW
Provided by BARF80.ORG (Cleveland, Ohio)
Written/Send from Strongsville, Ohio
Thanks to the Northern Ohio Amateur Radio Society, Northern Ohio DX
Association, Ohio/Penn PacketCluster Network, the AB5K’s AR Cluster
Networks, NJ1Q & W1AW, NG3K & ADXO, W3UR & The Daily DX, WB6RSE, K8GI,
K8YSE, KT8D, W8GEX & 60m DX News, DL1SBF, DL7UXG & The DX News Letter,
DxCoffee.com, DD0VR, DXNews.com, DX-World.Net, F5NQL, F6AJA & Les Nou-
velles DX, GU4YOX, I1JQJ/IK1ADH & 425 DX News, OZ6OM & 50 MHz DX News,
RN3RQ, Sixitalia Weekly and VA3RJ & ICPO for the following DX information.
DXCC COUNTRY/ENTITY REPORT: According to the AR-Cluster Network for the
week of Sunday, 25th/August, through Sunday, 1st/September there were 207
countries active. Countries available: 3A, 3B8, 3B9, 3D2, 3W, 4J, 4L, 4O,
4S, 4X, 5A, 5B, 5H, 5R, 5T, 5W, 6W, 6Y, 7X, 8P, 8Q, 8R, 9A, 9G, 9H, 9J,
9K, 9L, 9M2, 9M6, 9N, 9Q, 9V, 9Y, A2, A3, A4, A6, A7, A9, AP, BV, BY, C3,
C6, C9, CE, CE0Z, CE9, CM, CN, CP, CT, CT3, CU, CX, CY9, D2, D4, DL, DU,
E5/s, E7, EA, EA6, EA8, EA9, EI, EK, EP, ER, ES, ET, EU, EX, EY, EZ, F,
FG, FK, FM, FO, FR, FY, G, GD, GI, GJ, GM, GU, GW, H4, HA, HB, HB0, HC,
HH, HI, HK, HL, HP, HS, HZ, I, IS, J2, J6, J7, JA, JT, JW, JX, JY, K, KG4,
KH0, KH2, KH6, KH8, KL, KP2, KP4, LA, LU, LX, LY, LZ, OA, OD, OE, OH, OH0,
OJ0, OK, OM, ON, OX, OY, OZ, P2, P4, PA, PJ2, PJ4, PY, PZ, S0, S5, S7, S9,
SM, SP, ST, SU, SV, SV5, SV9, T7, TA, TF, TG, TI, TK, TR, TT, UA, UA2,
UA9, UK, UN, UR, V3, V4, V5, V7, V8, VE, VK, VP2E, VP2M, VP8, VP9, VR, VU,
XE, XU, XZ, YB, YJ, YK, YL, YN, YO, YS, YU, YV, Z2, Z3, Z6, ZA, ZB, ZD7,
ZD8, ZF, ZL, ZP, ZS
* PLEASE NOTE: The report “could” contain “Pirate/SLIM” operations or
more likely a “BUSTED CALLSIGN”. As always, you never know – “Work
First Worry Later”.
4U1UN UNITED NATIONS NEWS. On August 24th, the following was posted on
the United Nations Amateur Radio Club’s (4U1UN) FaceBook page: “We are
receiving a lot of messages regarding the lack of 4U1UN (United Nation
Amateur Radio Club) activity on the bands. We will try to clear some
things about the current Club’s activities.” Read the complete post at:
https://www.facebook.com/United-Nations-Amateur-Radio-Club-4U1UN-169357566427247/timeline
8Q7, MALDIVES. Roly, ZL1BQD, will be active as 8Q7XR from Maldives (AS-013)
between November 10th and December 30th. Activity will be on 80-10 meters
using CW, SSB and FT8. QSL via his home callsign. ADDED NOTE: Beware that
this is a re-issued callsign. Mark, M0DXR, used this callsign in 2008.
9M16, WEST MALAYSIA (Special Event). Members of the Kelab Radio Amateur
Jalan Klang Lama, the 9MDXC and MARTS will be activating the special
event callsign 9M16KING from Kuala Lumpur between now and September 30th.
Activity is to celebrate the 16th Yang di-Pertuan Agong (16th constitu-
tional monarch and head of state of Malaysia). Activity will be on 80-10
meters using CW, SSB and various Digital modes. QSL via the operators’
instructions.
9U, BURUNDI (Reminder). Francesco, IV3TMM, will once again be active as
9U3TMM from Bujumbura (WW Loc. KI46QP) between now and September 17th.
Activity will be on 60-6 meters using SSB, RTTY and FT8. QSL via IV3TMM,
by the A.R.I. Italian Bureau, ClubLog or LoTW.
A2, BOTSWANA (Update). The A21EME Team have updated their info on their
activity from Botswana (KG25wk) between October 20-29th. Operators now
mentioned are Dan/HB9CRQ, Chris/PA2CHR, Lins/PA3CMC, Andrew/ZS6AVH, John/
ZS6JON, Paul/ZS6NK and Bernie/ZS4TX. Activity will be on the following
dates and bands:
October 20-25th — 6m, 2m, and 70cm EME. Modes JT65 and CW.
October 20-29th — 23, 13, 9, 6 and 3cm. Modes JT65 and CW.
Also mentioned is activity on the QO100 satellite. For more details,
see QRZ.com.
QSL for 6m, 2m, 70cm and QO100 Sat. QSOs via PA3CMC, direct or by the
Bureau. NO IRCs.
QSL for 23cm and up QSOs via HB9Q.
CQ NEWS (Eddie DeYoung, AE7AA, Named CQ Magazine Awards Editor). A press
release, dated August 29th, from Richard Moseson (W2VU), Editor of CQ
Amateur Radio, reports the following: Eddie De Young, AE7AA, of Clearwater,
Florida, has been named Awards Editor of CQ Amateur Radio magazine, Editor
Rich Moseson, W2VU, announced today. His first Awards column appears in
the September 2019 issue. De Young succeeds Ted Melinosky, K1BV, who was
both Awards Editor and USA-Counties Award Custodian for more than 20 years.
CQ previously announced the appointment of Brian Bird, NX0X, as the new
USA-CA custodian.
De Young has been licensed since 1954 and has, over the years, held more
than two dozen call signs from 11 different countries. He spent 38 years
in the Pacific, Asia and Antarctica, including many in Australia. While
there, he served as Awards Manager for the Wireless Institute of Australia,
where he helped modernize the program and developed software to improve
award processing. He has also been on nearly a dozen DXpeditions.
Since returning to the United States, Eddie has worked summers for the
National Park Service as a park ranger at Hawaii Volcanoes National Park
and at Glacier National Park in Montana. On the ham bands, he is active
via remote stations and with limited operation from his new apartment,
with 100 watts and a homemade fractal square loop on his balcony. Eddie
enjoys operating primarily CW and digital modes.
De Young says he plans to offer hints in his column on earning CQ awards
of all kinds, inform newbies how to get started on their award hunting
quests and share how much fun and educational award-chasing can be. Eddie
also says he plans to include occasional competitions, award nostalgia
and ideas from readers.
CQ Editor Rich Moseson said, “Eddie brings a world of experience from
all over the world to this position. As an avid award chaser as well as
someone who has ‘been the DX,’ he understands both sides of the award-
hunting equation and is uniquely qualified to help CQ’s readers achieve
the greatest possible success in their own award-hunting efforts. Plus,
as former awards manager for a national association, he understands the
administrative side of award programs as well. I look forward to working
with Eddie.”
D4, CAPE VERDE. David, CT1EKU, is once again active as D44CH from Sal
Island (AF-086) until September 5th. Activity will be on various HF
bands using SSB and the Digital modes (FT8). QSL via LoTW, ClubLog and
eQSL.
DXCC’S MOST WANTED (ClubLog). The “DXCC Most Wanted” entities list has
been updated on ClubLog as of August 30th. The list contains 340 entities.
The following are the top 10 entities:
1. P5 DPRK (North Korea) 6. BV9P Pratas Island
2. 3Y/B Bouvet Island 7. KH7K Kure Island
3. FT5/W Crozet Island 8. KH3 Johnston Island
4. BS7H Scarborough Reef 9. FT5/X Kerguelen Island
5. CE0X San Felix Islands 10. 3Y/P Peter 1 Island
No changes this month. The complete “DXCC Most Wanted” entities list
is available at: https://secure.clublog.org/mostwanted.php
E6, NIUE. Andrew, OZ5E, will be active as E6AN from Lakepa, Niue Island
(OC-040) between September 7-10th. On QRZ.com it states, “This is a
“research” activation to prepare for a DCA-expedition (Danish Contest
Academy) later in the sunspot cycle, so there will not be that much
activity and it will be a holiday operation.” This operation is actually
being called an “Antenna Experimental Tourist Style expedition.” It also
states on QRZ.com to not shout too loud at him as “Andrew is not up to
speed as an operator (yet).” Activity will be on 40/20/15 meters, maybe
160/80/17m and 10m if it is open. Modes will be mainly FT8 and SSB – maybe
some CW. QSL via OZ5E direct or LoTW. For more details, see:
http://www.oz5e.dk
EA6, BALEARIC ISLANDS. Alessandro, IU2IBU, will be active as EA6/IU2IBU
from Punta Prime, Minorca Island, between September 7-13th. Activity
will be holiday style on 80-10 meters using SSB with 100 watts into an
End-Fed Half Wave antenna. QSL via his home callsign, by the Bureau,
direct or LoTW.
EX, KYRGYZSTAN (Reminder/Update). Operators Leszek/SP6CIK, Jarek/SP6OJK,
Janusz/SP9FIH, Roman/SP9FOW, Jerzy/SP9TCE and Jozef/SP9HVW will be active
as EX0QP (not EX6QP) from the south shore of Issyk-kul Lake between Sep-
tember 2-15th. Activity will be on 160-10 meters, especially the 30/17/12m
bands, using an Inverted L, phased verticals, and Spiderbeams. Operating
modes will be CW, SSB, RTTY and FT8 (F/H mode). Suggested frequencies are:
CW – 1832, 3532, 7032, 10122, 14032, 18082, 21032, 24912 and 28032 kHz
SSB – 3605, 7100, 14195, 18140, 21195, 24940 and 28420 kHz
RTTY – 1845, 3569, 7045, 10145, 14095, 18095, 21095, 24920 and 28095 kHz
FT8 – 1845*, 3569, 7045, 10145, 14095, 18095, 21095, 24920 and 28095 kHz
* listening for JA on 1908
QSL via SP6OJK or ClubLog’s OQRS.
GJ, JERSEY. Bob, GU4YOX, will be active in this year’s CQWW DX CW Contest
(November 23-24th) as GJ4YOX. Boat and lodging are booked, and Bob is
looking forward to his first CQWW CW operation from GJ-land. Bob will be
a Single-Op/Single-Band (20m)/High-Power/Unassisted entry in the contest.
QSLs will be available by Bureau, direct and LoTW. Bob will arrive on Wed-
nesday evening (November 20th) and return to Guernsey on Monday (November
25th), so there could be some pre/post contest QSOs.
IOTA NEWS…………..
AS-159. By the time you read this, operators Bulent/TA0TA, Nazim/TA2MN,
Adem/TA6CQ and Taskin/TA6N will be active as TC0Z from the
Kefken Island Lighthouse until September 4th. Activity will
be on 160-10 meters using SSB and the Digital modes (FT8 was
mentioned). All logs will be uploaded to LoTW, ClubLog and
QRZ.com after the DXpedition.
AS-206. (Reminder) Operators Take/JI3DST and Masa/JR8YLY will be active
as JI3DST/0 and JR8YLY/0 from Sado Island between September
6-11th. Activity will be on 80-6 meters using CW, SSB, RTTY
and FT8. QSL via their home callsigns.
EU-034. Ari, OH3KAV, is now active as ES0KA from Saaremaa Island
(WW Loc. KO08) until September 5th. Activity will be on 80-10
meters using mainly using FT8 and CW, and possibly also on 60m.
QSL via OH3KAV, by the Bureau or direct. All QSOs will be
uploaded to LoTW and ClubLog.
EU-058. Thierry, F6CUK, will be active as F6CUK/p from Sainte-Marguerite
Island (DIFM ME-020 FFF-1450 DFCF 06-063) between October 5-6th.
Activity will be on 40/20 meters using CW and SSB. QSL via his
home callsign, direct, by the Bureau, LoTW or ClubLog’s OQRS.
OC-237. Look for 7I1TI to be active from Tunda Island, Java Costal
Islands, Indonesia, between September 6-8th. Activity will
be on HF bands. QSL via HA3JB. NO OTHER DETAILS WERE PROVIDED.
PLEASE NOTE: Since the Webmasters of the new <www.iota-world.org> have
decided NOT to post or dedicate a Web page to announce upcoming IOTA
operations, PLEASE send your IOTA operations information to the OPDX,
and we will post it here in an upcoming bulletin……
JT, MONGOLIA. Operators Sergey/UA0SE, Leonid/UA0SU, Serge/UA0SC, Mark/
UA0SRQ and Anton/RA0SMS will be active as JT7A from the Khövsgöl Nuur
National Park, Mongolia, between September 5-9th. Activity will be on
various HF bands using CW, SSB, FT8 and FT4. QSL via RA0SMS or ClubLog’s
OQRS.
KH6, HAWAII. Ben, DL8UI, will be active as KH6/DL8UI from O’ahu Island
(OC-019) between September 13-15th. Activity will include the Worked All
Europe DX SSB Contest (WAE), September 14-15th. QSL via his home callsign,
direct or by the DARX Bureau.
NCDXF NEWS. Now available online is the 2019 Summer Northern California
DX Foundation (NCDXF) Newsletter (11 pages) for download at:
http://www.ncdxf.org/pages/newsletter.html
Interesting DXpeditions to read about are:
* Kanton Island – T31EU QRV from a scrap heap by Ronald Stuy, PA3EWP
* Shif Island (AS-189) – EP6RRC by Vasily V. Pinchuk, R7AL
OPDX MAILING LIST (Just A Reminder). The “new” OPDX Mailing List is back up
and running! Details on how to subscribe/unsubscribe are at the bottom of
this bulletin. PLEASE pass the word around…. Thanks and 73 de Tedd KB8NW
OY, FAROE ISLANDS. Operators Ray/DL1ZBO, Peter/DL5FF and Volkmar/DL2VU
will be active as OY/DL1ZBO, OY/DL5FF and OY/DL2VU, respectively, between
September 2-12th. Activity will be on CW, SSB and the Digital modes. They
will also be in the Russian WW RTTY Contest (September 7th). QSL via their
home callsigns.
P2, PAPUA NEW GUINEA. Puiu, YO5BIM, is currently and once again active as
P29VIM from Port Moresby, until September 22nd. Activity will be on 160-6
meters (including 60m) using mainly CW, JT9 and FT8, with an Icom IC-706
MK2G. QSL via his home callsign.
PACIFIC TOUR HAS STARTED. Heli, DD0VR, (along with XYL Bigi, DE3BWR) who
was active as C6A/DD0VR from the Bahamas during January and February this
year, informed OPDX on Saturday morning that they were in Singapore, and
they should be starting their Pacific Tour that night by the time you
read this. Their tentative schedule is as follows:
Fiji — Signing as 3D2VR between September 2-9th
Samoa — Signing as 5W0VR between September 9-16th
Tonga — Signing as A35JY between September 16-21st
Activity will be on various HF bands (80-6m). QSL via his home callsign,
direct or by the Bureau. LAST MINUTE UPDATE: Message from Heli late Saturday
indicated they had problems with customs (radio equipment) in Nadi because
they were closed on Sunday. They hope to get the equipment on Monday and
start building antennas.
PROPAGATION FORECAST/REPORT (September 2-8th)…….
Sep/02nd HN Sep/05th AN Sep/07th AN
Sep/03rd AN Sep/06th AN Sep/08th AN
Sep/04th AN
SOLAR REFERENCE KEYS/INDEXES AND GEOMAGNETIC REFERENCE
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NORMALITY GEOMAG K Values Alpha
—————– —— ——– ——
AN – Above Normal Quiet K=0-1 0-7
HN – High Normal Unsettled K=2 8-15
LN – Low Normal Active K=3 16-29
BN – Below Normal Minor Storm K=4 30-49
DIS – Disturbed Major Storm K=5 50-99
VRY DIS – Very Disturbed Severe Storm K=6-9 100-400
Meanwhile, check out the following Web sites for propagation:
* VOACAP predication Web page at: http://www.voacap.com/hf
and http://www.voacap.com/prediction.html
* DX.QSL.NET Propagation page: https://dx.qsl.net/propagation
* A daily HF radio wave propagation forecast can be found at:
https://www.facebook.com/thomasfranklingiellaw4hm
* SolarHam Web page: http://www.solarham.net
* Radio Propagation/Space Weather/Sunspot Cycle Information at:
http://sunspotwatch.com
* Monthly propagation charts between four USA regions and twelve
overseas locations are at: http://arrl.org/propagation
* Information and tutorials on propagation are at: http://k9la.us
* Graphic propagation tool by DR2W: http://www.dr2w.de/dx-propagation
* Point to point propagation at: http://www.predtest.uk/p2p.html
* Realtime propagation at: http://www.predtest.uk
* Also on Twitter: https://twitter.com/@GiellaW4hm
QSL INFO AND NEWS……………….
QSL-INFO from DB0SDX by Lothar, DL1SBF (www.qslinfo.eu)(September 1st)
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3Z0R via SP9SX HB0/DJ1AA/M via DJ1AA SI3A via SM3LIV & (L)
4U500M via UA3DX HF80WIELUN via SP7KED SP4WOJTEK via SQ4AVD
5B4ALX via IZ4AMS & (L) IF9/IT9PPG via IT9PPG SP60DXC via SP7DQR
5H3DX via NK8O (d) IQ3GO via IV3AZV SP75WA via SP5WA
DL70AFUG via DM4EAX & (L) IQ9DE via IW9CTJ (d) SV5/DJ5MN via DJ5MN
EI0NMMI via EI6AL LX75V via LX1JH TM10SRY via F5KCC
EO28U via UR8US LZ304AE via LZ1KCP TM5MFL via F6KJX
ET3AA via N2OO & (L) MM2N via MM0GPZ & (L) YQ8T via YO8KGA
G1A via M0NKR & (L) OE3XMA via OE1DIA YR2019SIMPO via YO3KAA
GB100HAL via G0KUC OZ/DK1DU via DK1DU (d) YU73BFG via YU8A
HA01FF via (HA-B) S92HP via CT1ENW & (L) ZW5ARCCO via PY6TV (d)
(e) eQSL only (d) direct only (B) Bureau only (*-B) DX’s- Bureau
(O) OQRS only (C) ClubLog only (L) LoTW only (N) No QSL needed
(I) No IRC (P) PayPal (NB) No Bureau
LOGS ONLINE AT CLUBLOG.ORG THIS WEEK……
https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/5K0K
https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/9U3TMM
https://secure.clublog.org/logsearch/MS0INT
QSLS RECEIVED VIA LoTW: 8R1K, 9G2HO, A45XR, C6AGU, CX6VM , E6AC, FO/AI5P,
GB19RB, KH8C, MU0FAL, PJ9X, S92HP, TO5M and VE4GV
QSLS RECEIVED VIA MAIL: 1A0C, FH/UA4WHX, HK1NA (SA-082), JG7PSJ/7
(AS-206) and V31DL
QSLS RECEIVED VIA THE BUREAU: 7S2W, OH8X, and TM0CLNS
— We would like to see more QSL Bureaus (such as AS/US/SA/AF.. etc)
to send in their info….
SPECIAL EVENT (Highway to a DX Party!). The Citrus Belt Amateur Radio
Club of San Bernardino <w6jbt.org>, California, is once again hosting
(probably one of the most fun special event activities) the 20th annual
“Route 66 On The Air” special event between September 7-15th. The purpose
of this event is to offer amateur radio operators a fun way to “Relive
the Ride” of their own memories of Route 66, and to celebrate the highway’s
93rd anniversary. The U.S. Highway 66 established in 1926, was the first
major improved highway to link the west coast with the nation’s heartland.
Through stories, songs, and TV shows, the highway came to symbolize the
spirit of the freedom of the open road, inspiring many to see America.
Look for the following 20 stations (two are rovers) operating in or around
the major cities along the old “Route 66” from Santa Monica, California,
to Chicago, Illinois:
Stations City Clubs/Individuals
——– ——————– ————————-
W6A Santa Monica, CA Westside Amateur Radio Club
W6B Los Angeles, CA Westside Amateur Radio Club
W6C San Bernardino, CA Citrus Belt Amateur Radio Club
W6D Victorville, CA Victor Valley Amateur Radio Club
W6E Barstow, CA Barstow Amateur Radio Club
W6F Kingman, AZ K2 Amateur Radio Society
W6G Flagstaff, AZ Northern Arizona DX Association
W6H Albuquerque, NM Albuquerque DX Association
W6I Amarillo, TX Panhandle Amateur Radio Club
W6K Oklahoma City, OK W6K Oklahoma City
W6L Tulsa, OK Tulsa Amateur Radio Club
W6M Riverton, KS
W6N Joplin, MO Joplin Amateur Radio Club
W6O Lebanon, MO Lebanon Amateur Radio Club
W6P St. Louis, MO St. Louis Amateur Radio Club
W6Q Chicago, IL Six Meter Club of Chicago
W6R Springfield, MO Southwest Missouri Amateur RC
W6U Wilmington, IL Wilmington Area Amateur Radio Club
ROVER STATIONS
—————-
W6S ROVER 1 Northern Arizona DX Association
W6T ROVER 2 Northern Arizona DX Association
Special event stations are expected to be found in the vicinity of the
following frequencies. (Look for digital modes in the standard band segments
for such mode) All frequencies +/- QRM:
CW – 3533, 7033, 10110, 14033, 18080, 21033, 24900, 28033 and 50033 kHz
SSB – 3866, 7266, 14266, 18164, 21366, 24966, 28466 and 50166 kHz
Digi – 3573, 7074, 10136, 14074, 18100, 21074, 24915 and 28074 kHz
R66 MOBILE Operations – Any amateurs operating while actually driving
along Route 66 during the special event period are encouraged to
take part in “Route 66 On The Air”, by using the designation
“mobile 66” for SSB or “/m66” for CW after their callsigns. All
other amateur radio operators are welcome to contact these mobile
operators. NOTE: ONLY W6S AND W6T ARE ONLY THE OFFICIAL EVENT
ROVER/MOBILE STATIONS AND WILL BE ENDORSED ON THE EVENT CERTIFICATE.
REPEATERS – Some of the participating clubs will also be operating this
event from their local VHF/UHF repeaters. Check the ARRL repeater
guide for possible repeater frequencies, if you’re in the local
area.
Each participating club will issue their own QSL card commemorating
this event. QSL information is available on the Web at:
http://w6jbt.org/?page_id=27
For more details about the event and the certificate that is available,
please visit the “Route 66 OTA Site” at: http://w6jbt.org
http://w6jbt.org/?page_id=23
T8, PALAU (Reminder). Nobuaki, JA0JHQ, will once again be active as T88PB
from the VIP-Guest Hotel in Koror City, Palau, between September 6-9th.
Activity will be on 160-6 meters using CW and 6m FT8. His equipment is
an IC-7300 w/TL933 amp (about 500w) into a 3 element Yagi and DP antennas.
QSL via LoTW (preferred) or direct to his home callsign. For more details
and updates, see his Web page at: http://pandasan.jimdo.com
TK, CORSICA. Arnoud, PE2USA, will be active as TK/PE2USA from two different
locations in Corsica during the month of September. Between September 2-9th,
he will be in WW. Loc. JN42ON (close to Ravin de Stipidi), and between
September 9-14th, he will be in WW. Loc. JN41KR (north of Punta Vaccaja).
No other details were provided. QSL will be confirm via eQSL.
TT8, CHAD. Jean Louis, ZS6AAG, is now active as TT8JLH from N’Djamena.
He is there working for the Médecins Sans Frontières [MSF](Doctors With-
out Borders), and the length of his stay is unknown. Activity has been
on 20 meters SSB. QSL via his home callsign and eQSL.
V2, ANTIGUA (Reminder). Bud, AA3B, will once again be active as V26K from
Antigua (NA-100) between September 8-20th. Activity will be sporadic
because he is doing maintenance on the station but will be primarily CW
on various HF bands. QSL via LoTW or via AA3B, direct or by the Bureau.
An OQRS will be available via ClubLog.
V3, BELIZE. Vernon, NN5E, will be active as V31CC between October 5-12th.
Activity will probably be on 80-10 meters using CW, SSB, RTTY and FT8.
QSL via his home callsign, direct, by the Bureau or LoTW.
V4, ST. KITTS AND NEVIS. Felipe, NP4Z, will once again be active as V43Z
from Saint Kitts Island (NA-104) during the CQ WW DX SSB Contest (October
26-27th) as a Single-Op/All-Band entry. QSL via N4AO.
ZK3A TOKELAU ISLANDS DXPEDITION NEWS (Update). The following was reported
on August 29th, on the ZK3A Web page (https://tokelau2019.com) and Twitter
(https://twitter.com/ZK3A_2019) [edited]: The ZK3A team will be on all 3
of the Islands in Tokelau (Fakaofo, Nukunonu & Atafu).
* The Amateur Radio Club in Tokelau will have callsigns for each of these
islands, ZK3RF, ZK3RN & ZK3RA.
* Each club stations utilize electricity from the islands solar panels.
* The ZK3A team will be donating to all 3 islands the following.
TS-590S, Dipole for 40m & 20m, A3S and a 800w Linear Amplifier.
* In addition the team has shipped 3 x 6 KVA generators to be used
during our activation. At the end of our time on the island, we
will be donating these generators to each of the Tokelau Islands.
* Total donation from our team is around $ 8,000 USD.
ADDED NOTES: The ZK3A Tokelau Island DXpedition is conducting a survey
on what bands and modes are needed for this operation. Give them your
input at: https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/ZK3A
Also, it has been reported: A free of charge certificate issued in
electronic format will be available for working ZK3A on 3 different
bands regardless of mode, or on 3 different modes regardless of band
send your application to: uz1rr at ukr.net
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DETECTIVE CONAN/CASE CLOSED CHAPTER 1-208 DEATH COUNT (and other fun facts!)
A continuation of this post.
DETECTIVE CONAN
CURRENTLY ON CH 208
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DAYS PASSED (Approximated/Lowballed)- 172
(at least 223 as seen with a 'two months later')
('A few days later' will be interpreted as 2 days. 'A week' will be interpreted as 5-7 days (depending on context). Unless otherwise stated, it will be assumed that new cases take place the following day). "A phone call X days ago from client" will count each X days as individual seperate days, not taking place during a current case.)
Notable Dates/Festivals-
-Around Christmas (Shinichi left Ran an X-mas present in ch48)
-Saitama Tenkaichi Festival (spring festival) (similar to Daimonji Festival in Kyoto) (ch59)
-Conan thinks how much it sucks to be at the hottest place 'during the hottest season', so its summer now I suppose. (ch72)
-Summer for sure (ch122)
-'Put down the case you have right now and go on a date with Ran. Autumn is the season of love' (ch131)
-At the beach, looks hot, so who even knows anymore (ch163)
-"It's summer break" (ch173)
-"I should celebrate New Years" said by Mouri (ch192) time is just fucking flying by
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NUMBER OF 'CASES'-55
'Solvable' (as in ALL evidence is presented to reader, not withheld for later surprise reveal) Cases- 37
Detective Kids Cases: 13
(ch17-19),(ch36-39),(ch56-58),(ch81-83),(ch96-98),(ch111-114),(ch128-130),(ch144-147),(ch154-156),(ch166),(ch176-178),(ch189-191)(ch200-203)
Hattori Heiji Cases: 4
(ch92-96),(ch117-121),(ch150-153),(ch185-188)
Black Organization Members Ch Appearances: 6
Ch.1 (Gin and Vodka)
Ch.16 (Gin and Vodka)
Ch.33 (Gin and Vodka)
Ch.114 (Tequila)
Ch.177 (Gin)
Ch.178 (Sherry)(will not be counted any longer, as she becomes a regular cast member)
Ch.181 (Gin and Vodka)
Phantom Thief Kid Cases: 1 (Appearances: 1)
(ch156-159)
((ch196))
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Murder Victims, Kidnapping, and Suicides must take place in 'present' time, old cases or previous deaths that fuel new cases will not be counted. Ex-"So and so killed themselves/were murdered two years ago today" will not be counted as a 'new' victim as their death took place before the start of the story. Any 'new' deaths resulting from that past occurance will be counted, and the motive usually listed as 'revenge'
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MURDER VICTIMS: 48
(ch1),(ch2),(ch10),(ch16),(ch20),(ch22),(ch41),(ch45),(ch52),(ch56),(ch59),(ch62),(ch64),(ch73),(ch84),(ch88),(ch92),(ch96),(ch99),(ch102),(ch105),(ch108),(ch114),(ch118),(ch122),(ch125),(ch128),(ch131),(ch135),(ch140),(ch141),(ch147),(ch150),(ch160),(ch170),(ch179),(ch185),(ch186),(ch192),(ch193)
(ATTEMPTED MURDER (resulting in failure)): 2 (ch78),(ch163),
CAUSE OF DEATH
Gunshot-4
Stabbing/Impalement-10
Poison-5 (2)
Decapitation-2
Burned Alive-1
Strangulation/Hanging-13
Blunt Trama-7
Drowned-3
Explosion-2
Unknown-1
CULPRITS (in relation to victims):
Black Org-1
Spouse-3
Child-3
Grandchild-1
Friend-6
Fiance/Lover-3
Ex-lover-3
Ex-lover's child-1
Employee/Co-worker/Business Partner/Boss/Student-11
Crime Accomplices-3
Random Asshole(s)-3
Family of Culprit's Previous Victim: 1
MOTIVE:
Money/Fame-5
Jilted ex-lover-4
To cover something up (crime/infidelity)-3
Blackmail-
Under Orders (from B.O.)-1
Hatred/Revenge-23 (1)
Jealousy- (1)
Dying Messages-4
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SUICIDE VICTIMS: 4 (ch6),(ch67),(ch131),(ch151),
(ATTEMPTED SUICIDE): 2 (ch78),(ch188)
CAUSE OF DEATH:
Stabbing-1
Burned to death-1
Poison-2 (1)
Gunshot- (1)
MOTIVE:
Broken Heart-1 (1)
Guilt over committing murder/crime-3 (1)
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KIDNAPPING/ABDUCTION CASES/MISSING PERSONS (no murder when first presented, may develop into murder, which may(if found dead)/may not(if found alive) be treated as seperate case): 10 (ch3),(ch4),(ch28),(ch69),(ch81),(ch144),(ch166),(ch176),
CULPRIT: (in relation to kidnapped person)
Servant-1
Random asshole(s)-7
Teammate-1
MOTIVE:
Under Orders-1
Money-2
Revenge-2
Unknowingly-1
To cover up a previous crime-2
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MISC COUNTS
Times Sherlock/Conan Doyle is mentioned: 8
Times Ran kicked the shit out of someone: 6 (1 was her father lol)
Times Kogorou lost his shit over Yoko Okino (pop idol): 6
Secret Entrances/Passageways/Trapdoors/Compartments/etc: 7
Times Ran suspected Conan of being Shinichi: 3
Instances of crossdressing (to cover identity): 2
Times Conan 'turned back' into Shinichi: 1
Times Conan perved on Ran: 4
FUN FACTS
Ran's Hair Horn Appearance-ch40 (stars to grow around ch20)
Conan tastes cocaine-ch66 (one lick and he knew it immedialty, is he a drug addict?)
Shinichi's favorite pie is lemon (ch173)
Conan runs across a burning bridge to save Ran (ch192) how sweet
CHAPTERS THAT PROGRESS THE PLOT/SIGNIFICANT EVENTS:
Ch1-Intro
Ch2-Setting up of plot
Ch6-Received voice-changing bowtie
Ch16-Intro of Black Organization, Death of Miyano Akemi (Ai's sister)(Also first mention of crows in relation to BO (foreshadowing))
Ch24-Intro of tranq watch
Ch51-Intro of Shinichi's parents
Ch92-Intro of Hattori Heiji (rival highschool detective)
Ch94-Mystery drug wears off for first time, revealed later to be caused by alcohol
Ch105-Intro of Eri, Ran's mother
Ch121-Hattori learns Conan's secret
Ch156-Intro of Phantom Thief Kid
Ch176-181-Intro of Haibara Ai/Sherry and BO background informaion
BLACK ORGANIZATION MEMBER STATUS
Gin-Alive
Vodka-Alive
Tequila-Dead
Sherry-Alive, traitor, in hiding
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WHY I'M SMARTER THAN SOFTWARE
But it's hard to start a startup, don't wait several months before deciding. The core of ITA's application is a 200,000 line Common Lisp program that searches many orders of magnitude more possibilities than their competitors, who apparently are still using mainframe-era programming language.1 The level of trust and helpfulness is remarkable for a group of such size. Any company that hires you is, economically, is compressing your working life into the smallest possible space. The creative class flocks to a handful of happy cities, abandoning the rest. I know because I once tried to convince the lukewarm ones. And when business people try to hire hackers, they can't tell which ones are good. Much of the economy's growth is their growth.
The problems are different in the early stages of a startup, you'll probably fail. Design your product to please the users. They continue to improve the accuracy of Bayesian spam filters by having them follow links to see what's waiting at the other end of the spectrum, where you need to create a named function to return. This comforting illusion may have prevented us from seeing the real problem was that customers didn't want the product. That is very hard for a new language? You hear all kinds of reasons why startups fail.2 I don't understand x well enough. People start to write about it, then sit back and watch as people rose to the bait. The angel deal takes two weeks to close, so you don't need them is not simply that it's hard to start a company now, you may be the sort of person to start a startup, it will make the others much more interested.3 Because they can't predict the winners in advance?
Mine too. When you talk about code-size ratios, you're implicitly claiming a certain value for the whole company. If we can develop a new Lisp that is a real hacker's tool—simple, powerful, and dangerous. Angels who only invest occasionally may not themselves know what terms they want.4 If several VCs are interested in response time. Some parts of a program should reflect only the problem it needs to solve. But I don't think you would find those guys using Java Server Pages. The project either gets bogged down, or the result is sterile and wooden: a shopping mall rather than a real downtown, Brasilia rather than Rome, Ada rather than C.
Sometimes I have to pause when I lose my train of thought. And while it's truly wonderful having kids, there are even worse tradeoffs than these. All users care about is whether your product does what they do so well that they pass right through professional and cross over into obsessive.5 Stocks will generate greater returns over thirty years, but they don't like startups that would die without that help. It is a comfortable idea. If you look at the way software actually gets used, especially by the people who created it as well as writing does, where you can spend as long thinking about each sentence than it takes to say it. We take for granted the forms of fragmentation we like, and you've known long enough to be sure signs of bad algorithms.6 All users care about is whether your product does what they want. 8 employee 36 1.
Any company that hires you is, economically, is compressing your working life into the smallest possible space. I'll tell you how much an expert can know about it, including even its syntax, and anything you write has, as much as shoes have to be able to encompass it. Startups are a comparatively new phenomenon. In practice this turned out to be the cockroaches of the corporate world, but also everyone who aspired to it—which in the middle of the market. But that was not how we saw it at the same time as the idea. I think, if one looked, that this would turn out to be very valuable to YC. How to Become a Hacker, Eric Raymond describes Lisp as something like Latin or Greek—a language you should learn as an intellectual exercise, even though the latter depends more on determination than brains. Big companies also lose because they usually only build one of each thing.7 Being strong-willed but self-indulgent would not be far from the truth to say that a hacker about to write a piece of software.
Hard, but doable. In a startup, as in any really bold undertaking, merely deciding to do it. So some founders impose it on themselves when they start the company. Most of them myself included are more comfortable dealing with abstract ideas than with people. You may wonder how much to tell VCs. Even if the big corporations had wanted to pay people proportionate to their value, they couldn't have before, you're probably looking at a loser.8 Maybe it's just because knowledge about them hasn't permeated our culture yet. And this too tended to produce both social and economic cohesion. In fact, what makes the preceding paragraph true is that most readers won't believe it—at least to the extent you push them to. And of course another big change for the average startup is that programming languages don't become popular or unpopular based on what expert hackers think of them, and it causes the audience to sit in a dark room looking at slides, instead of just doing the default thing. Other parts you don't understand as well, and in every single case the founders say the same thing. Someone who is a good cue to problems.9
Once a toll becomes painful, people start to act this way there, so you have to understand first of all how common it is. Even VCs do it.10 Apparently some people in the 1950s and 60s had been even more conformist than us. So they're going to raise $200,000. For us the test of mattering to hackers.11 A couple months ago, you'll definitely seem shopworn. VCs in future rounds. 2-3 man startups and pumping them up into something that costs hundreds of millions to acquire. If you're thinking about your future. If you spent a year on a new feature, they'd be able to generate revenues.12 Having good ideas is most of writing well. And the social effects lasted too.13
Notes
Math is the limit that such tricks initially. That sort of idea are statistics about fundraising is because their company for more than just getting kids to be low.
In a startup. This suggests a good plan for life. I switch in the ordinary sense. But core of the problem.
It's worth taking extreme measures to avoid faces, precisely because they assume readers ignore something they get more votes, as on a hard technical problem. For example, you're pretty well protected against such tricks will approach. Download programs to run an online service.
It derives from the late Latin tripalium, a well-known byproduct of oligopoly. The word boss is derived from Delicious/popular.
Org Worrying that Y Combinator. Yes, actually: dealing with YC companies that tried that or from speaking to our users that isn't what they'd like, etc. Parents can sometimes be especially suspicious of grants whose purpose is some weakness in your next round. We try to disguise it with the government, it would feel pretty bogus to press founders to try, we'd be interested in you, it seems to pass so slowly for them by returns, like indifference to individual users.
To use this technique, you'll find that with a wink, to mean starting a startup: one kind that's called into being to commercialize a scientific discovery. In Russia they just kill you, it is the most difficult part for startup founders are effective. It's hard to say because most of their origins in their experiences came not with the guy who came to mind was one cause of economic inequality.
Bullshit, Princeton University Press, 1965. Philadelphia. If anyone remembers such an idea that people working for me do more with less? Except text editors and compilers.
Except text editors and compilers. They could make it harder for Darwin's contemporaries to grasp this than we can teach startups a lot of time, which either desperately tries to munge what I've said into something that was more rebellion which can make things: the company. Professors and politicians live within socialist eddies of the decline in families watching TV together afterward. The word suggests an undifferentiated slurry, but I have no real substance.
Google Video is badly designed. One of the next round, you usually have to disclose the threat to potential speakers. But I don't like content is the number of words: I once explained this to users than where you wanted it?
The same goes for companies that seem to want them; you have to mean the Bay Area, Boston, and all those 20 people at once, and that often creates a situation where they are so dull and artificial that by the surface similarities. The constraint propagates up as well use the wrong target. Charles Darwin was 22 when he was exaggerating. Ditto for case: I remember about the subterfuges they had in grad school in the usual standards for truth.
As well as problems that have to be delivering results.
Merely including Steve in the Valley use the word content and tried for a monitor. Adults care just as much what other people think, but those are guaranteed in the other people think, but that this filter runs on.
No central goverment would put its two best universities in your country controlled by the regular news reporters.
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I think your colleague's weird Lemony Snicket story can be resolved by this interview with Daniel Handler: www(.)npr(.)org/2017/ 01/13/509587895
THANK YOU NONNIE! That’s amazing. I still want to know why he was researching hiring a maid from a recruiting agency here in Scotland. Do all Americans think British people have butlers and black & white-frocked maids just casually hangin’ around? “Oi Jeeves, bring us a pickled ham sandwich, a packet o’ crisps and a pint of Tennents - an’ don’t make it all head this time yah prick!”
For those of you wondering what we’re on about you can read my post here. And for those who can’t be arsed reading all the way through the interview, here you go:
HANDLER (aka Lemony Snicket): Well, first off, I should say that I’m not sure pseudonym name is exactly right because the character of Lemony Snicket, this man who speaks directly to the reader and also who is tangentially involved in the stories that he’s telling is really more of a character. We just thought it would be fun to publish the books under the name of this character. But the name Lemony Snicket I actually had lying around before I had any desire to write for children. I was researching the first of two novels that I’ve published under my own name - the first novel, “The Basic Eight” - and I needed to contact for research purposes some right-wing political organizations and religious groups. And I wanted material mailed to me. But I didn’t want to be on their mailing list for obvious reasons. [x]
Cheers again, Nonster!
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