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onlyyvette · 5 months

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★ DAY 2 - face-fucking | beel

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom beel + amab reader + face-fucking + praise + cum-swallowing + a few "good boy"s thrown in + beel does not have a gag reflex + and would definitely cum untouched

a/n: ngl I still feel like kms WHY IS TUMBLR SO ANNOYING...also I headcanon that beel has sharp teeth<3

"T-that's a good by. You're doing so-ngh, well for me." Your words would have sounded almost so gentle and innocent had it not been for the strain in your voice and the lewd scene in front of you. Your demonic boyfriend that you loved oh-so-much was currently on his knees, sucking the ever-lasting life out of your dick.

"Mhhhn..." Beel had a dazed look on his flushed face, his purple eyes glassy as if he was barely aware of his surroundings other than the huge cock inside of his mouth. As his mouth kept moving up and down your length, so did his dextrous tongue, nearly coiling around your shaft. And the way that he was slightly dragging his fang on your dick just how he knew you liked it---fuck it was driving you crazy.

"Nghh...hmmm..." Beel moaned deeply as he kept taking you into his mouth, as far as he could go. The both of you knew that he could easily cum from only giving you oral and he wouldn't hesitate to do so. At first, Beel was content with you asking him once in a short while to blow you, as he loved pleasing his partner. But the more he did it, it was like the more he got addicted to the fullness of his mouth when occupied with your dick, the scent you give off, and the feeling of your cum spurt down his mouth. He went from waiting for you to ask his to suck you off to coming up to you nearly everyday and unapologetically asking for you to shove your cock down his throat.

While your lover continued to deepthroat you like his life depended on it, you savored the feeling of Beel's throat and tongue working up and down your shaft. Not only was he eager-- he was skilled. He knew exactly what to do, taking your dick all the way down so it nestles in his throat, that sinful togue doing wonders as it snakes around your cock, lingering on the places he knew you were most sensitive. You could positively say they were the best blowjobs you had ever received in your life.

"You're doing s-so fucking good for me baby, just keep going..." you groan as Beel continues to suck you off with fervor. When he looks up at you upon hearing your praise, you felt like you were going to melt seeing the lewd look of satisfaction on his face. You can't help but bury your hand in his ginger hair and begin hammering your dick into his throat.

"MmhHHM---" Beel's eyes widen when you unexpectedly begin to thrust your dick down your throat. In mere seconds, his original sound of muffled surprise became moans of appreciation. You continued to buck your hips into his tight throat, relishing in the tight heat you knew you would have to leave soon. Beel keens as he feels you forcing your huge dick down his throat. As his eyes begin to roll back into his skull, he realizes that he had came, no stimulation other than your cock pressing on all the parts of his throat.

Beel's warm, never-ending heat enveloped your dick as his tongue danced along you shaft. Yet it was one last kitten lick to a prominent vein on the underside of your dick that had you coming undone. "Fuck, cumming...!" You thrust into Beel's throat one more time, holding his head against your pelvis, forcing him to swallow all your cum into his greedy throat. He whimpers softly as he feels your seed go down his throat, to deep for him to be able to taste. Though when you finally start to pull out, he catches a few strands of your cum onto his tongue and some of it gets onto his lips. He wipes it off of his lips and licks his fingers clean, mouth wide open as he puts on a show for you.

You were never going to get over your boyfriend's blowjobs.

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's thirsts. ✿#vetty's kinktober. ✿#obey me smut #sub obey me #beel x reader #sub beel #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #top reader #dom reader #top male reader

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joeloverture · 2 months

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WE SHOULDNT HAVE TO GENTLE PARENT YOU ON AI USAGE.

you might think your usage of ai is inconsequential. it is not. every photo, word, painting, etc that you send to open ai or whatever the fuck goes towards furthering the success of ai.

people spend HOURS on their fics. to not only hijack the concept but to simultaneously take LINES that writers pour their hearts into and just slap some half assed coding onto it so you can fuck nasty with a ROBOT??? loser cuck 40-year-old virgin behavior.

#fuck this #SO goddamn PISSED for everyone who has had their work hijacked #completely unethical #asshole activities #anti ai #🫀 vetty’s musings

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anoxthon · 5 months

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so like you know the story trope of the robot getting repaired by their human partner? i accidentaly made the reverse of it

#meowartag #the human doesnt have a name yet #theyre the last human left on earth and is immortal #but their regenetive abilities arent perfect leaving them mangled and in excruciating pain most of the time #they tried to kill themselves in the nuclear power plant that vetti lives near #it didnt work so vetti decided to try to fix them #yes those are mouths on their palms

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into-the-hellaverse · 2 months

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Spoiled

Proofread and co-written with my lovely mutual, @razzle-n-dazzle

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Vox groaned as his monitor vibrated and beeped, sounding off his alarm to get up. He started to sit up, before getting smacked in the face by Valentino, who was still deep in dreamland and had no intention of getting up at the ever-so early hour of 8 AM.

Vox growled, now fully awake. He tossed Val's arm off, sitting up and stretching as he turned off the alarm. He looked to his side, noticing how his boyfriend took up half of his large bed. And that their girlfriend was missing. It was usual for her to be the first one out of bed, so Vox thought nothing was wrong.

When the Vees started their throuple, they developed unspoken rules or agreements, things they would do for each other. One of those things, food. Velvette took care of breakfast, since she was usually an early riser. She was usually up at 4 or 5 in the morning, so why not put together something quick for her boys? Vox would take care of lunch for the three of them, usually just ordering something from a nearby restaurant and having it delivered. He wasn't the best in the kitchen. And, by order of elimination, Valentino would make them dinner. He was fairly skilled and everything he made was good, so they had no complaints.

Vox stretched and yawned loudly as he walked to the kitchen. There was no sound of sizzling bacon, or the smell of fresh pancakes, or the beeping of the Keruig finishing their coffee. It was a little odd. That when he noticed the note written on the whiteboard on the fridge.

Busy schedule. Every demon for themselves. Love you, lazy fuckers.♡♡♡

Velvette

Vox smiled gently, starting the Keruig as he looked for something easy to make for him and Valentino. It didn't happen often, but they were used to the times when one of them had to skip their meal. Sometimes work just got in the way and there wasn't much you could do.

He found a box of pancake/waffle mix and followed the instructions on the back of the box, hoping that he wouldn't find a way to burn them this time. He turned and looked over his shoulder as best as he could when he heard foot steps coming towards the kitchen. A familiar groan and sigh filled the air as Vox felt two pairs of arms wrap around his torso. "Coffeeeeeee..." Valentino whined, pressing his forehead against the back of his monitor.

"Made it fresh," Vox said with a little smile, reaching up and grabbing Valentino's ridiculously large coffee mug.

"Where's Vettie?" Val asked with a yawn, taking his mug and filling it to the brim with black coffee.

"She had a busy schedule. Her note is on the fridge," he said, gesturing over to it as he finished up the last waffle.

"So you decided to burn breakfast?"

Vox glared at him. "One more comment like that and I'm breaking your dick. She'll probably get things sorted out in a couple days."

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One month. Velvette had been busy for one whole month. The longest time any of them had fend for themselves for a meal was two weeks, when Valentino had to work late for some porno he just had to finish. Velvette would leave before Vox or Val had gotten up and come back long after they were in bed. The couple of times they stayed up to wait on her, to try and get some explanation, she worked 50+ hours straight and passed out in her studio. If they tried to visit, all they got was "she's busy and not taking visitors", and her assistants wouldn't take any excuse or threat they gave. If they texted her, she would ignore it for hours and only give a response like "srry I was bsuy" and not give any other explanation. It was started to get really fucking sick. And they missed her cooking. You can only have so many almost-burnt waffles and half-cooked pancakes before you will willingly starve yourself until lunch.

Today at lunch, Vox ordered from Velvette's favorite restaurant and brought the food up to her studio. He ignored the interns trying to sheepishly explain why he couldn't go in, and he just barged in through the doors.

The studio looked terrible. It was like a hurricane came through and wrecked the place. Clothes, fabric, and various accessories laid strewn across the floor, and every surface was covered in similar messes. And the only sound echoing throughout was Velvette screaming some jumbled mess at her underlings.

Vox could finally see how badly this past month had affected her. Velvette always put thought and effort into her appearance. She wanted to keep up with the trends and look fabulous. But this look... It was disgusting, to say the least. Her red hair was thrown up into a messy bun. Not an aesthetically pleasing messy bun, an actual messy bun. Her hair was unwashed and unbrushed, just thrown up into a ball on top of her head and held together with a couple of hair ties. Hair was falling out of the "bun" and falling on her face, making her look almost deranged.

Vox got a better look at her face as she whipped around to yell at someone else. She wasn't wearing any makeup, which never happened with Velvette. Without any makeup, you could finally see all the stress on her face, the bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep, and what looked like the start of crows feet.

Her outfit looked so out of style, as well. She would put thought and dedication into each outfit she wore, making sure to stay up on the latest trends and wearing what was in style. But this? It was like she just grabbed a random outfit and changed as she was walking to her studio. And Vox was about 50% sure that her clothes were on backwards. Velvette looked like a mess. Vox knew he had to do somethi-

"WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" Velvette screamed, finally noticing his presence. "GET THE FUCK OUT!!!"

"Yes ma'am." Vox put the food on the nearest table and practically ran out of the studio. As he walked back to his control room with a heavy sigh, he called Valentino.

"Hello, my darling~" Val said, making no big deal of throwing in the background. "How was our little princesa?~"

"Terrible, to put it bluntly," Vox said. "We seriously need to get her home tonight."

"Understood. Are we-"

"We're gonna have to. Cut your shoot early."

"Yes, sir~"

"Now is not the time, Val! Just cut the shoot and meet me outside in ten minutes."

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"Are you sure you don't want me to start cooking yet?" Valentino asked. Him and Vox had spent the whole afternoon shopping around, getting wine and ingredients and various gifts for Velvette to have a relaxing night in.

"Yeah. You'll have enough time when she gets back," Vox said as he paced by the bar. "She'll probably come storming in and rant for a while, at least 15 minutes but definitely close to 30. And then she's gonna take a shower-"

"And that will take close to an hour because she needs to clean at least a week of dirt and grime off her body," Valentino cut in, heading over to the bar.

"Yeah, probably closer to a month of dirt. I swear, she looked like walking shit...." Vox commented. "I can't imagine how stressful this month has been for her... Don't touch that!" Vox smacked Val's hand away from the full decanter of wine. "All of that is for Velvette. She's gonna need it. Get your own bottle."

Val rolled his eyes and grabbed another bottle. "You know she's going to drink half of it and throw it at the wall."

"And you know that she learned that maneuver from you," Vox said accusingly. "Just head into the kitchen when you hear a slamming door and work your magic, ok? This is for Velvette."

"I know, I know." Valentino sighed and chugged his glass, pouring a glass for Vox as well. "She's never pushed herself this hard. I just wish we knew what was going on..."

Vox took the glass and kissed Valentino's hand, gently rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. "We'll figure out tonight. It's gonna be ok..."

Valentino gave him a gentle smile, staring lovingly into his eyes. "You always know what to say..."

"That's why I'm the forefront of the fastest growing tech company in the city, possibly all of hell," Vox said cockily, taking sip while Val let out a laugh. He was about to let out another smart quip, when the front door slammed open and a certain someone stormed in.

"HOLY FUCKING HELL, I AM GOING TO KILL SOMEONE!!!" Velvette yelled, storming into the living room. Valentino turned tail and went to the kitchen as quick as possible, while Vox started pouring one of many glasses of wine for Velvette.

Velvette snatched the glass out of Vox's hand and drank it all before throwing the glass at the wall, just like Valentino said she would. She pulled at her hair and screamed at the top of her lungs while Vox poured another glass.

"Bad day?" He asked simply.

"Bad day?!" Velvette said with a murderous grin. "BAD DAY?! IT'S BEEN A BAD MONTH!" And off she went, yelling and screaming about everything that went wrong. Incompetent staff, late shipments, and worst of all, Claire. Fucking Claire. She was the worst model Velvette had. She was more demanding than Velvette herself, somehow! She had gotten the job because she was friends with another overlord, some hoity-toity bitch ass from a club in the entertainment district. Sophia or Sarah or whatever the fuck her name was.

"Anytime I try to fire her, she runs to that stupid little club with her stupid little friend and they come parading in the next day, demanding I put her in the next fucking show or on the cover of the next fucking catalog," Velvette said, finally slamming the wine glass on the bar rather than throwing it against a hard surface. Vox simply took the glass and refilled for her to pick up the next time she passed.

"And you know what?! There may not be another fucking catalog because that bastard Geoffrey CAN'T SEND A SIMPLE FABRIC SHIPMENT TO SAVE HIS SOUL!!!!!!" Velvette yelled, chugging the glass again. She stood in the living room, surrounded by little piles of glass while she panted. She finally looked at Vox, copying his blank stare. "Well?"

Vox was silent for a moment, trying to pick something to comment on. "Claire sounds like a bitch."

"Trust me, she is a nightmare." She approached the car and sat down, sighing and laying her head down on the counter. "I swear you would think it's Lucifer himself in disguise. I would think so too if I didn't know he staying at that...Hackshot Hostel with his daughter or whatever..."

"Hazbin Hotel," Vox said, pouring another glass for her.

Velvette shot her head up and glared at him. "Don't correct me."

"Yes ma'am."

Velvette gave another heavy sigh and took a little sip from the glass this time. "I'm just so tired..."

"I know, Vettie. Why don't you get cleaned up?" Vox said gently. "We got you some of that sugar scrub you like to use, and your favorite face cream." He went around the bar and helped her up, guiding her around the piles of glass to the bathroom.

"The one with the charcoal and brimstone mix?" Velvette asked with a smile.

"Mhm. And when you get done pampering yourself, I'll help you tame that rat's nest your hair has become."

Velvette covered her mouth and giggled. "Honestly, it's not that bad. It's certainly better than that hair catastrophe of '06."

"All I remember was you became a sobbing mess because you were going to have to shave your head," Vox commented. He stopped outside the bathroom and gave her a little push in. "Get yourself cleaned up, honey. Val should finish dinner soon after you get out."

Velvette smiled brighter. "Santa Fe Chicken with seasoned rice-"

"And garlic seared potatoes, yes," Vox finished for her. He smiled, watching her cheer to herself before shutting the door. He went back to the living room, watching as Val swept up the glass piles.

"I was gonna get them, Val," Vox said, taking the broom for him to finish sweeping up.

"I know," Val said. "I'm still waiting for that damn chicken to thaw, so I wanted to help. How's Vels?"

"She's doing better. She definitely needed to rant to someone." Vox took the dust pan, sweeping up the last couple of piles and throwing it all away. "She's in the shower now, if you wanna check on her."

"I won't interrupt her. She probably needs some along time." Val stood there, starting to stare into space while silence filled the room.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Vox asked, going back behind the bar to make them both a drink.

"How easy do you think it would be to get Claire to sell her soul to me?" Val asked, looking over at him.

Vox let out a laugh, pouring some alchohol and mixers into a shaker. "It won't be easy. If she's friends with Sophia, then she might have already made a deal or something. But...she could be accidentally caught in the crossfire of a turf war. Or accidentally get pushed off the roof."

"Or accidentally get shot 20 times," Valentino growled.

"Now, now, we can't shoot her. That's too obvious," Vox chastised, shaking up the drink and pouring it in one of the few glasses they had left. "Drink that and go back to the kitchen."

Val sighed gently and kissed his monitor, taking the glass and walking back to the kitchen.

And now, Vox was alone. He sighed as a comfortable silence filled the air. He searched the rows of bottles for something to drink, and pulled down a clear rectangular glass bottle, a little shorter and wider than most, that seemed to be delicately crafted; With smoothed out rigids and designs that capsulated the bottle. It smoothed out by the top and closed in to create a vase-like-opening, and sitting on top was the lid, square and designed to match the bottle. Vox smiled to himself and poured himself some of the amber liquor.

Velvette had gotten it for him a few years ago, when they first got together. She wasn't the best with words at the time, so she often expressed her love or gratitude with gifts. She said it was an "infinity bottle", and you would "sacrifice" the last two or three drinks of every bottle of whiskey or bourbon or whatever you drank, and you pour it into the bottle. Over time as you slowly fill the bottle with these "sacrificed" drinks, it would develop a unique flavor profile, built by memories and nights of drunken laughter.

Vox drank the small glass, and he couldn't help the smile that slowly appeared. He put the bottle back on the shelf and started to clean up to keep himself busy. He tidied up the bar area (and made a mental note to order more glasses), swept up any remnant pieces of glass, and cleaned up a few tiny messes in the living room. He got Val to help him move the coffee table as well before gathering up Velvette's hair care products and setting them on the side table in the living room. When there was nothing else for him to do, he finally got changed into some pajamas and sat on the couch, waiting for Velvette to come out.

Soft footsteps sounded through the living room, causing Vox to look over his shoulder. He smiled, seeing Velvette wrapped up in the new silk pajama set they had gotten her. It was a solid lavender color, with dark purple pentagrams sprinkled throughout. She wrapped herself up in the matching silk robe, with a black bonnet in hand and her hair in a towel wrap.

Velvette gave him a gentle smile. "You really went all out, didn't you?"

"Of course. You've worked so hard," Vox explained. "You deserve to be pampered, Vettie."

Velvette walked around the couch, plopping down on a pillow on the floor in front of Vox. "I think you two spoil me more than pamper me."

"Vettie, we don't spoil you enough." He took the towel off her hair, letting the tangled mess fall free of its cotton confines. He grabbed the paddle brush and some detangling spray, starting on a small section of the mess while Velvette searched the channels for something mildly interesting. She became enamored with some fashion competition, leaving her quiet and compliant while Vox slowly worked his way through the tangles.

After what felt like an eternity, Vox was finally able to pull the brush through her hair without snagging on a knot, and Velvette was criticizing the outfits the models were wearing. Well, she was criticizing the models more than their outfits.

"Blimp, elephant, fatass, skinny-ass, no ass, and.... Well, she just looks fugly," Velvette commented, drying some of the product out of her hair.

"Nah, she looks hot!" Valentino said as he brought in a couple plates of food.

"Hey! You should only have eyes for me, limp dick!" Velvette chastised. "She's not even that cute! Roadkill looks cuter than her!"

"She's hot because she looks like you," Val said with a smirk.

"Oh. Well, I guess I do see some resemblance," she said with a little blush.

Vox just laughed, helping Velvette get her hair in the silk bonnet. "But no demon in hell compares to you, my love."

"I know! You boys are fucking lucky you bagged me before some Sin did!" Velvette stood up and took her plate from Val, simply smirking at their laughter.

"Really? You think you're good enough for a Sin?"

"I'm good enough for Lucifer himself!" Velvette sat on the couch and got comfy, while Vox and Val cackled with laughter.

"Glad to have you back to your old self, Vettie," Val said as he calmed down.

"Well, when I get spoiled, I act spoiled." She smiled and leaned forward, giving Vox a kiss on his monitor. "Thank you. Seriously."

"It's no big deal, Vels. You deserve it."

"I cooked. Don't I get something?" Val complained.

Velvette rolled her eyes. "I'll suck your dick later."

"YES!"

And with that, they fell into a comfortable silence. Velvette made an occasional comment about some terrible tailoring, and the boys would agree, but not much else was said for the next few hours. After they ate, Val slowly migrated to the couch, sitting between his lovers and pulling them close. Velvette nuzzled up to his chest, and Vox did his best to lean his head on Val's shoulder. Having a tv head did make some problems when it came to cuddling.

Vox felt himself slowly falling in and out of sleep, hours passing in what felt like minutes. Late in the night, Val gently shook him awake and pointed to the girlfriend. The boys smiled, watching her mumbled about shoulder puffs and cravats in her sleep.

"Do you want her arms or legs?" Vox asked softly as he stood up.

"I'll take the arms this time." Val wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her up. Vox grabbed her ankles and they carried her to the bedroom, gently placing her in her rightful spot in the middle of the bed.

Vox laid beside her, holding her close as his monitor darkened. Val joined soon after, throwing two of his four arms over them like he was trying to protect them, or trap them in the bed. It was probably him trapping them in bed.

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Vox groaned as his monitor vibrated and beeped, sounding off his alarm to get up. He held up a hand, catching Valentino's arm that was about to smack his monitor. He shoved the arm away and sat up, turning off his alarm as he yawned and stretched.

Vox looked beside him, noticing the absence of their girlfriend from the large bed once again. His heart sank slightly. Did Velvette run out again? He quickly got out of bed and practically ran to the kitchen. A smile came to his face when he saw Velvette at the stove, still in her pajamas as she made breakfast.

"Are you gonna keep standing there or are you gonna say hello?" Velvette said, breaking the silence.

"Just taking in this rare and beautiful sight," Vox said. He hugged her from behind and kissed the top of her head. "Morning, darling..."

"Good morning, my love." Velvette patted the side of his monitor. "I do have to head in to the studio, but it's just for a few hours. I'll be done by lunch and then I'm all yours."

"Good. You need a whole week off after that whole shit show," Vox pulled away, grabbing some mugs to make each of their coffees.

"Agreed," Velvette said with a sigh. "I just hope I can take care of Claire once and for all..."

"Oh, don't worry about it, Vettie. Me and Val have it handled," Vox said with an evil smirk.

Velvette turned and smiled at him. "I swear, you boys spoil me..."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel fanfic #hazbin hotel the vees #hazbin hotel vees #the vees #hazbin vees #hazbin vox #hazbin valentino #hazbin velvette #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel velvette #poly vees #polyamorous vees

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lovesickonmybed · 3 months

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@joeloverture has been here for me all throughout the issues my cat has been having. vetty is so kind and so talented so please support her and her work. if it wasn’t for her i’d be a mess right now 💕

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mysticalblizzardcolor · 4 months

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Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam 6.4.24 "As the sense objects [form, taste, touch, smell and sound] cannot understand how the senses perceive them, so the conditioned soul, although residing in his body along with the Supersoul, cannot understand how the supreme spiritual person, the master of the material creation, directs his senses. Let me offer my respectful obeisances unto that Supreme Person, who is the supreme controller." Purport The individual soul and the Supreme Soul live together within the body. This is confirmed in the Upaniṣads by the analogy that two friendly birds live in one tree — one bird eating the fruit of the tree and the other simply witnessing and directing. Although the individual living being, who is compared to the bird that is eating, is sitting with his friend the Supreme Soul, the individual living being cannot see Him. Actually the Supersoul is directing the workings of his senses in the enjoyment of sense objects, but as these sense objects cannot see the senses, the conditioned soul cannot see the directing soul. The conditioned soul has desires, and the Supreme Soul fulfills them, but the conditioned soul is unable to see the Supreme Soul. Thus Prajāpati Dakṣa offers his obeisances to the Supreme Soul, the Supersoul, even though unable to see Him. Another example given is that although ordinary citizens work under the direction of the government, they cannot understand how they are being governed or what the government is. In this regard, Madhvācārya quotes the following verse from the Skanda Purāṇa: yathā rājñaḥ priyatvaṁ tu bhṛtyā vedena cātmanaḥ tathā jīvo na yat-sakhyaṁ vetti tasmai namo ’stu te “As the various servants in the different departments of big establishments cannot see the supreme managing director under whom they are working, the conditioned souls cannot see the supreme friend sitting within their bodies. Let us therefore offer our respectful obeisances unto the Supreme, who is invisible to our material eyes.”

#iskcon #hare krishna #krishna #bhakti #srila prabhupada #vedic #bhagavad gita

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ccmpletemess · 1 year

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closed starter for @honeyedblossom ft. mason sanchez & ( vetty )

Mase had just finished work, leaving the office later than he'd originally planned but he'd text Letty to let her know he'd be home later, and that he'd at least arrive with take out. However, as he made the short walk to the restaurant, his eyes fell onto a familiar face. It had been years since he'd seen her last, and he hoped it wasn't just his mind playing tricks on him. "Vetty?" He called out, blinking in surprise.

#threads; mason sanchez.#thread; mason ft. vetty.

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huijutoi · 11 months

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Descriptive verbs : Fast movement in Olonets Karelian

Aijemba sanelin hiĺĺastu liikehty kuvailijoih verbilöih näh. Lövvät postavuksen tiä.

Earlier I wrote about verbs depicting slow movement. You will find the post here.

VERB LIST

to scurry, to storm in or out, to break into a run oijota, ojjendua, punalduo, šivetä

to lunge yrgävyö, yrrästyö, uattua

to start going faster ruojeta

to run about, to go fast sťoklata, ryntytä, ryńťitä, kettiä, hańńattua, šahrata, viďmuilla

to move quickly and lightly pirpettiä ~ birbettiä, bizbettiä

to move with long steps harpie, harpata

to pace mytäksennellä

to gallop, to run on fours ńeĺĺuta, myttiä, mytyldiä

to rut (male animals); to run after women (men) uvehťie

to slide quickly (eg. along ice) karata

to flow excessively, to cascade buhńie

EXAMPLE SENTENCES

Oigoimmo dorogah. We scurried onto the road. Hebo ojjendui matkah. The horse broke into a trot. Lapset pihale punaldettih. The children rushed outside. Vihmu šibeńi. It started to rain.

Rozboińiekku yrgävyi minun piäle. The thief lunged at me. Koiru uatui miehen jalgah. The dog attacked the man's leg. Uatuimmo ruadoh. We got to work. ("We attacked work")

Hebo ńygi ohjaksie da ruogeńi juoksemah. The horse pulled on the reins and broke into a gallop.

Lapset pihal paĺĺahin jaloin sťoklatah. The children run around barefooted on the yard. Kačos, ken juosta hańńattau vastah! Look who's running to us! Kažit šahratah yöt. The cats run around at night. Midäbö sinä sie viďmuilet? What are you running around there for? Ketimmö pagoh. We ran away.

Hebo birbettäy ruagiedu. The horse quickly trots. Jänöi pihoi myö birbettäy. The rabbit quickly runs along the yards. Lapset juostah bizbetetäh kodih. The children skitter home.

Naine kävelöy harpiu dorogua myö. The woman walks along the road with long steps. Kunne mennyh harpannuh. Wherever (he's) stormed off to. Mies harppuau, ei jovva ńi pagizemah. The man walks busily, he doesn't have time to chat.

Hebo mytäksendelöy, eib ole jalgua ruagieh. The horse paces, it can't trot. ("It doesn't have legs for trotting.")

Lehmät ńeĺĺuttih kui uruat liäväs piästettyy. Having been left out from the cowhouse, the cows galloped around like madmen. Kondii lyhyzil jalloil mytyldäy. The bear walks with its short legs.

Lapset karatah hurahtetah jiäl. The children slide along the ice.

Briha yöt päivät uvehťiu. The boy runs after girls day and night.

Vetty tulou buhńiu joves ihan kui. The river is flooding with water. Enämbiä et buhńi! Stop hustling! (Don't hustle more!)

#livvinkarjala #karjalan kieli #indigenous languages #vocabulary #karelian #languageblr

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biff-adventurer · 2 years

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FFXIVWRITE 2022 - Prompt #2: Bolt

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With a click and a fwip, A’vett’s bolt found its target on the head of the dummy. He purred to himself, and the end of his tail curled happily. This crossbow was an improvement on the typical archer’s shortbow, surely. It offered precision, efficiency and elegance. All things that the common bow could not accomplish unless its archer was experienced. What a waste! A little muscle and a little imagination went a long way in defending one’s honor, let alone one’s territory. Not that he cared much for the politics of Nunhs. City life was far more fascinating than prancing around in mud and straw on the sands.

Rest in peace, ancestors. Our clan is onto better things.

He was admiring his reflection in the head of the next bolt when she put her arms around him. He recognized her scent and wrinkled his nose. Not that she could see.

“Vetty! I was hoping I’d find you here,” chirped S’dennmo, nuzzling insufferably into his back. Just between the shoulder blades, too. She was probably messing up his hair, let alone hers.

“Dennmo, darling,” he hummed, making sure to sound pleased rather than vexed. He turned toward her and took her hand in his. “Look what I’ve got.” Her buggy, blue eyes fell to the crossbow in his hands. He couldn’t help standing a little taller for it. Doubtless, she would find it fascinating, just as he did. She had simple tastes, and she liked too many colours, but her little brain marvelled at every puny thought it came across.

“I didn’t know you liked these,” she said, tilting her head. “It’s… a very nice build.”

He stared at her. What could she be thinking? Absurd, feral, little woman. It took every onze of strength in his soul to maintain his charming smile. A sweet breeze blew through his golden, blond hair, and the sun shone gold on his porcelain pale skin. Yes, he was the striking image of a man to whom she ought to attach herself. And she was smart enough to do that, at the very least.

“It’s only the best,” he shot back, pulling it away. He cleared his throat, hearing the edge in his voice. “You seem disappointed, S’dennmo. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“Oh, well,” S’dennmo started, drawing her fidgeting fingers into her chest. He hated it when she did that. The obstruction it created between an onlooker and her bountiful bosoms completely compromised the picture of beauty she might have been, had she learned to move with elegance and grace.

“Well, what, my love?” A’vett smiled wider, proud of his perfectly pearl-coloured teeth. “You don’t like tools of efficiency?”

“No, it’s not that.” She looked away, shaking her head. Her short, auburn hair shook with her. He had urged her to grow it long, but she always protested. It wasn’t the right time, she said. She would know when it was the right time. Then, finally, she spoke up once more. “I just thought you were going to work harder at the archer’s guild. You did say you would, in front of everyone.”

“Oh, that.” He waved a lazy hand and rolled his eyes. “I’ve decided to quit the archer’s guild. I’m better off on my own, as I’ve always been. But I think you could benefit from the structure it provides, hm? I’m sure it brings a much needed discipline to your life.”

“It… is nice,” she agreed, haltingly. She would not look at him. She would not protest. He hated it when she let the silence hang heavy. Why was it he who must always raise her spirits? What a silly thing to be so disappointed in, anyroad. She should have known– “I just thought, maybe, we could keep doing it together. We don’t spend as much time together lately. I only really see you in the mornings, when you’re already up and ready to go out again, and–”

“Again with that?” He couldn’t help but laugh. Easily, he tossed the crossbow on his pack and pulled her in close by the hip. His lordly, emerald eyes peered deeply into her anxious gaze. He caught his reflection in her irises and knew her heart to be overwhelmed with love for his style, grace and striking silhouette. A’vett purred. “You worry too much. You really should come do duets with me. We’d make a killing together, don’t you think? And we’d be spending all that time together. In a romantic setting?”

“W-Well–” She was practically whispering, but his magnificently fluffy ears caught every syllable. Hers that were red went back, and her tail swished between her legs. “It’s just that, we don’t really end up talking so much. All we do is sing together, and then we go drinking, and everyone really wants to talk to you, and you’re so nice about it, but–”

“It sounds to me like you’re insecure, my sweet.” He dipped her low, over the pond behind her. The sun filtered through the foliage, painting a lovely picture of the forest canopy in the waters. S’dennmo trembled and bit her lip, searching his eyes, anxious as ever. “This is the part where you kiss me, dear.”

Suddenly, S’dennmo bared her teeth at him, adorably menacing. “Let me go! You haven’t earned a kiss!”

“Oh? But who’s holding who, my love? Say, why don’t you give me a song instead. It’s either that or I’m dropping you.”

She was growling and wiggling in his grasp. “You’re so dumb! This is so dumb!”

“Sing for me, my angel!” His voice boomed, playing the part of phantom. She loved the phantom. And, really, he needed to remember why he put up with her shenanigans. If this didn’t compel her, nothing would. “Sing, my angel of music!”

What came next was exactly what he wanted, and yet, somehow more. She belted out the powerful, soprano notes of the phantom’s obsession, a vocalizing that resonated like an agonizing scream. Yes, that voice! That sweet voice that could hit every note and could enchant any soul! He grinned impossibly wide, unable to contain his overwhelming delight, and let her back on her feet.

She tugged at his arm as he laughed. “You’re so mean! You’re so mean!”

“Yes, yes. Come with me, you silly girl. If you’re going to perform tonight, and especially with me, you absolutely must be well dressed. I’ll even help you.”

#ffxivwrite2022 #gwenny writes #i think a'vett is the most hateable character i've ever written #but this was very cathartic

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blubein · 3 months

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Irritating Summer Heat & Interesting Tips To Beat!

Skin rashes, itching across body parts, feeling tired, lack of energy as it feels like the hot sun sucks your energy and make you feel awkward, leaving you with inability to focus on the routines. Being in kitchen near the hot stove can irritate you with heat all around. You may find it difficult to cope up with even your regular workouts as you want to get more sleep. Sweating can drench your clothing making you feel uncomfortable. You may want to take a shower every hour and change garments for a fresh feel. Many experience this with increasing temperatures every summer. You naturally cope up with more water intake. But still the urine is dark and there is a burning sensation as the urine output decreases. This is because the urine is more concentrated and the body needs more water to cleanse the accumulated waste materials in the kidneys. More water is retained by the body to compensate excessive sweating and so the urine output is less. Body has natural ways to cope up. But we need to adequately take care to maintain the right balance to help our body and mind cope up this summer.

Light food leads to less metabolic heat in body – So keep food light

Drink more liquids, buttermilk, lemonades, tender coconut, berry shakes and less complex solids

Frequent showers with less water usage without a hard soap

Less skin exposure to high heat

Working out early in the morning before sunrise or after sunset

Light colour cotton clothes are better as they don’t hold heat like dark colour synthetic outfits

Some meditation can cool your mind from within

Stay ground floors, listen to light music and use mint leaves in drinking water, bathing water and in your lemonade to get some cool feel from within

Instead of a ceiling fan have a table fan flushing air inside out from home or some fresh air from outside into home

Use sun shade curtains or curtains made of bamboo or other natural fibres that can be moisturized by sprinkling water on them to get a natural cool effect.

Use mats made of grass, vetti ver, bamboo strips or thick cotton blankets on the windows and doors, near which a table fan can be placed to get a cooling effect

Consider treating the terrace of the house with a cooling white paint or an extra coat of a heat resistant material or a shade on top of the terrace to prevent excess heat from directly impacting your home.

Tender coconuts are the best way to replenish the lost minerals with water. Water does not go alone as sweat and urine. They take some minerals also out as they exit. So some small quantities of tender coconut water often can help you stay cool from within. Electrolytes are important for some key functions in the body and they need to be kept in balance for our better health. One major health problem is gastroenteritis in summer apart from skin rashes, blisters and other allergic itches. Food gets degraded fast in summer and contaminated water can lead to gastroenteritis, demanding medical attention. So ensure to cook the right amount of food and use it as fresh as possible, to avoid storing the excess. Ensure that you drink clean water that is heated and then cooled to eliminate the pathogens. Not to consume too much of cold foods that can cause Upper respiratory tract infections in some. Go natural way to take fluid loaded fresh vegetables and fruits like cucumber & melons etc. Some foods to add to your diet to add to your electrolyte bank are spinach Avocados, potatoes, beans, almonds, peanuts, soybeans, strawberries, watermelon, oranges, bananas, tomatoes, milk, buttermilk, yogurt, Chicken, raisins & Olives. Sodium, chloride, potassium, magnesium, calcium, bicarbonate etc are the electrolytes that help body to maintain normal motor and nervous system functions, the imbalance of which can show up as symptoms. Some symptoms of electrolyte imbalance are muscle twitching, spasms, headache, numbness, fatigue, confusion & muscle cramps. People with less food intake, especially in the older age group, those who exercise or involve in workouts for longer hours or vigorously, the sports personnel in practice for longer hours and those who intend to go on a race or a physical activity involving bodily efforts more than normal in shorter period of time can plan to back up their electrolyte reserves with some water an hour or two before the event to avoid muscle cramps and excessive thirst during the event. Water is essential for basic survival of the cells of the body and human beings can stay without food for more than 4-5 days but to sustain without water beyond 3 days is considered very difficult. Individual needs and differences do exist and this is a general thumb rule. All basic functions of transport of vital ingredients to excretion of waste depends on water. Balancing body temperature, Keeping the blood pH in normal range, take toxins out of cells, moisturize mucus membranes, joint health and in breaking down the food etc, water is essential for life. So remain hydrated, means remaining in good health. Alternatively, you may try a easy to carry effervescent electrolyte supplement that can be helpful in maintaining your summer health.

Why This Summer Makes Me Tired? / Why Do I Feel Tired After A Workout?

Longer exposure to sun makes you sweat more than normal. Higher temperatures than normal can disturb the body temperatures leading to tiredness. When you have a exercise routine and in summer, when you workout, you sweat more than normal making your body loose its water and some mineral balance, leading to muscles demanding more nutrition can be another reason. With summer comes more light & heat, not allowing you to have your good night proper deep sleep, leaving you tired when you wake up. With a workout, you put your body to a higher action than normal, that demands more nutrients from you. Probably, you are not well hydrated and are not listening to your bodies nutritional demands. Some tips to keep yourself energized this summer & during a workout!

Don’t over do physical exercise

Be conscious of your bodys water and nutrient needs

Eat a proper balanced diet

Drink enough water &

Try electro+lytes with water after work out to meet your bodys demands.

Sleep well

Avoid heavy meals, instead break into smaller meals

Avoid Alcohol, Colas, caffeinated drinks & smoking.

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aretrothing · 11 months

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the thing about being into both tmbg and star wars at the same time while it also being morris dancing season is that my brain works like this:

*sees an accordion*

Vetty: IT'S LIKE JOHN LINNELL AHHH :D :D

(they don't know who she's talking about and looks at her like she's gone mad)

*sees a stick*

Vetty: ahahaha it's a lightsaber vroom

(whacks her friend in the leg with a stick while trying to re-enact a duel)

#it's so hard not to do stuff like this #i'd probably get told off if i did anything like this tho #tmbg #star wars

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onlyyvette · 3 months

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TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 1

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(autobots) + dom/top reader + robo titties(duh) + nipple piercings + lactation + breastfeeding kink + rough sex + degradation + praise + breeding kink + heat cycles + i love giving them sappy nicknames + prowl needs his own warning

❏* — a/n — if I have to be plagued with horny thoughts then you guys will suffer too

also, I'm willing to take more requests on which characters(especially decepticons) I should do for part 2 ^-^

➾ AUTOBOTS

✦ Optimus - As the leader of the autobots and one of the last living Primes, it shouldn't come as any surprise that Optimus is well-endowed. His tits are large and bouncy— they defy gravity in every sexy way possible. The Prime's chest is a white-ish color, plush and pillowy, a perfect to touch and perfect to cuddle. Before becoming a Prime, his boobs were already big but now, they produce mineral-rich energon. He sometimes finds himself upgrading his chassis armor because his tits often press up on his windshields, sometimes popping his chassis armor. On rare occasions, he might even be lactating— It's very distracting, and he always gives embarrassed yet wholehearted apologies whenever his fellow autobots are met(blessed) with the sight. It might even happen that one of the decepticons he meets on the battlefield start tripping over themselves as they gawk at his chest. Optimus lets out low, silky moans whenever his tits are fondled, his audials twitching with sensitivity. He's very open about his tits. He has no problem with his berth partners wanting to grope them, even suckle on them. If his partner wanted to, he would absolutely let them lay him out on his spinal strut just to fondle and suck on his nozzles, drawing out any energon they can find. It's a bit embarrassing for Optimus to admit, but it's not too hard for him to overload just from having his refineries played with. All Optimus needs is the feeling of having servos grabbing his plush chest and constantly rubbing his nozzles, maybe even his partner clamping their dentae down hard on his nozzle for him to let out undignified sounds and squirting all over himself. As much as Optimus enjoys having warm servos massage his tits with care, his moans go up a pitch when his tits are bruised and left with marks from sharp dentae. Whether his partner apologizes for their rough treatment or not, they definitely knew that the Prime got a little wetter from it.

✦ Ratchet - Ratchet has huge tits and I will die on that hill. No doubt about it. Ratty's tits are a dark gray, matching his faceplate. They're big and hefty, hard for a mech of even his size to cup them fully into their hands. While he would rather die than admit it, he definitely loves to have his tits played with. As a medic, Ratty's boobs produce much more energon than your regular cybertronian, which causes him to need to milk them often. Whenever he starts producing extra energon, it's always a pain to deal with because it leaves his poor tits swollen, nearly pressing up against his windshield, and so sensitive when he ends up leaking energon. It's so hard for him to milk his tits on his own so whenever he's at his most frustrated and sensitive state, he has to begrudgingly go to another trusted mech for help. Even though he insists on it being strictly professional, his cute whimpers and the dark blush on his face always betrays his neediness. During the war, Ratty was definitely known for not only being the best medic Cybertron has seen, but the medic with tits that make the sweetest tasting energon. Whenever he's treating his patients, almost all of them ask if he could provide some energon for them with his generous breasts. Even though they try their best to be subtle about it(except for the most shameless mechs), Ratchet always knows their reasons, but he'll still provide it anyway because it's in his nature to help others. He just has to make sure not to get release his panel and reveal his already drooling valve during the feeding, which is going to be really tough for him.

✦ Drift/Deadlock - Drift's tits aren't the biggest but not the smallest(definitely bigger than Rodimus' though) , but there's still nothing about them that you can't love. His protoform there is a darker color just like his faceplate, and sometimes flushes a cute pinkish color. Drifty has very sensitive tits and will let out a little squeal if they're groped too roughly. He's not too keen on showing his chest to anybot, especially when he still went by Deadlock, due to his more private nature. But when he has a partner to show them off, they are one lucky mech. Whenever someone is mindful with how they treat Drifty's tits, massaging them softly, rubbing their digits over his nozzles with practiced care, he absolutely melts in pleasure. He lets out small eeks of pleasure while his finials twitch in response to the stimulation, his frame shivering like a turbo-rabbit . His whines and slight pouts are so attractive whenever his tits are played with. Drifty tries so hard to seem like he's unaffected but it's so hard for him to do when both his faceplate and his tits are both flushed pink with energon. When he was known as Deadlock, even in bed, he would be known for being feisty and a little too eager to bite. But the moment servos are on his tits and slowly groping them, he gives up all resistance and tries his best to stop the little moans threatening to come out from his vocalizer. He'll still have a look that screams "make fun of me about this and the last thing you'll see will be my gun" but it'll be softened by his half-shuttered optics and and his breathy whines tumbling from his intake.

✦ Rodimus - definitely has small tits. And he is proud of them!!! He loves to show off his tits to his partners in berth and has possibly opened up his chestplate to show them off to any crewmates that flatter him enough more than once, maybe even let them cop a feel. His boobs are a white color similar to his faceplate. He has very perky nozzles and he will whimper when they're tugged on. Even though his tits are smaller than the average cybertronian's, they're still just so adorable, especially with the way his nozzles slightly flush blue when he's aroused. Roddy knows that people are into his tits and he uses it to his advantage. Whenever Magnus is boring him to death with reports on ship maintenance or whatever, he shoves the datapad or anything that Magnus is holding in his servos, brings the huge mech's helm down to his level, and pushes his tits into Magnus' face with a cute little "ta-da!". There isn't much to push into the big mech's face but nonetheless, it's effective. He would giggle a bit and ask Mags if he liked his tits and Rodimus is left with a short-circuiting Ultra Magnus to explain to everyone. He's tried that move on Megatron too, but it's sadly not as effective on him, though the ex-warlord definitely does enjoy the view.

✦ Prowl - This praxian definitely has huge tits-- that's what his bumper is for. Now his bumper is great and Prowl definitely carries it with pride, but his titties are the real star of the show. His protoform are a dark gray compared to his faceplate. Unlike most mechs, Prowler has custom nozzle piercings: a pair of gold piercings(they cost him a mean amount of credits) and a pair of silver hoops. He switches between pairs each day. They're so big that he sometimes has a bit of trouble transforming his bumper over them. He loves to tug on them while he fingers himself silly because the pain is so delicious that even a few tugs can get his pathetic spike overloading and his messy valve squirting. While Prowler berths very few partners, he loves to get his tits fucked by a spike big enough to reach past his cleavage and into his open mouth. Whenever his partner tugs on his nozzle piercings while fucking his tits and hisses out some degrading words, Prowl's vocalizer lets out a whoreish squeal-- he probably overloaded right then and there. Prowl for sure loves his titties. He may not be on Starscream's level of narcissism(no one can reach his level), but he sometimes like to check himself out in a mirror or camera to admire his busty chest, groping himself and gently tugging on his piercings as he begins to pant and his fans click on. It's at times like this that he often dreams about being subjected to obscenely kinky scenarios: his tits being bitten down on harshly as he's forced to continue riding his partner's monstrous length, his partner hooking up pumps to his nozzles to activate his energon lactation and leave him hooked up with multiple vibrators stuffed up his valve and aft and left overloading silly for hours, or being left in a dirty alley during his heat cycle, all his panels open while he drips energon from his tits and his pussy leaks lubricant all over the ground as he's left in a spike-hungry state, just about willing to let anyone fuck him as long as they'll ruin his pussy and fill his gestation tank with transfluid.

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's thirsts. ✿#dom reader #top reader #transformers #transformers x reader #valveplug #maccadam #optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #transformers ratchet #ratchet x reader #transformers drift #drift x reader #rodimus #rodimus x reader #transformers prowl #prowl x reader

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