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Wando High School

2012.08.20 18:44 acaellum Wando High School

A place for news, get togethers, clubs, conversation about wando high school in Mount Pleasant South Carolina.
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2011.07.11 16:47 companyhen Central Michigan University

/centralmich is a safe place to post about any and all topics/questions related to Central Michigan University and the city of Mount Pleasant.
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2011.10.01 08:49 theJAW NOVUS ORDO SECLORIUM

................................................................. Satan.
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2023.06.01 14:23 bransoj New bike query

The option to purchase a bike via Bike to Work has opened up at my work and with me having been biking to work a lot since i started at this place back in August i've decided its time to treat myself to a new ride. Its not the longest commute to work but is a combination of road\paved surface, gravel track and on occasions when the weather has been nice so its not a mud bath i can go over some fields to finish off rather than taking on the main busy road that heads out of town towards the countryside which isnt the most pleasant of riding.
I'm currently doing it on my 2009 Giant Terrago mountain bike which whilst a half decent spec and ok bike its starting to show its age plus the mountain bike setup of front suspension and MTB tyres isnt the greatest for the road\paved sections and probably over the top for the gravel path bits. Also in the winter when its dark riding home i tend to stick to the road way home as a good chunk of the other route is not lit in anyway although it could be soon. Having initially looked at a drop handle gravel bike i then moved on to looking at a flat bar hybrid bike as i think i'd prefer the more upright position whilst on the road for a better view plus spec wise i'm looking well over £1000 to get things like hydraulic brakes etc.
After a visit to a good local bike shop and a chat with the guys there i think i've pretty much narrowed it down to either a Specialized Sirrus X 3.0 or a Trek Dual Sport 3 Gen 5 where they've dropped the front suspension. Pretty sure i dont need the suspension and like the idea of just a single chain ring at the front for ease etc. Anyone got either of these or have experience of either of them?
From shopping around at places i can use our bike to work scheme the Trek would likely cost me about £100 more but i'm wondering if its worth that for the Shimano stuff over microshift and tektro stuff on the Specialized?
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2023.06.01 14:23 higherthanjupiter Social opportunities?

I moved to a town outside of Glasgow ab 3 years ago now and unfortunately my social life has dramatically dwindled to say the least, as my family and friends are in England. I was just wondering if there’s any good places in Glasgow or Ayrshire to meet people around my age. I’m 24f. I’ve tried volunteering but unfortunately there was no positive social gain.
Thanks in advance! =)
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2023.06.01 14:22 Atiketeimportajunji My (31f) boyfriend (32m) won't give me a ride from/to the closest town.

I'll try to be impartial and not paint myself as a saint and my bf as a villain. Also, English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Context: My bf found a job in a rural area. He had to move there fast so he was obliged to take a house that is pretty secluded, and the nearest town is 10 minutes by car (1:15 hours walking) from our house. I don't have a driving license (I'm working on it) but I decided to go live with him. I'm looking for a job here but it's not easy in my field (I'm a secondary education teacher). Although, in the summer this place is ripe with tourists and I hope to find something that way. The thing is, if I want to do anything I have to go to that village, and the public transport is a bit chaotic. Sometimes it doesn't appear when it's supposed to, or it's too late or too soon. I'm thinking about bringing my old bike, but on the meantime this is the situation.
Cutting to the chase, my bf hates to drive farther than 30 mins, so we spend most of the time at home. I thought I wouldn't mind because I'm a homey person but I'm starting to feel the isolation. But if I want to go anywhere I can't count on him, I have to go alone and take the public transport. For a month I've been going to a course in the village to help me find a job, and everyday I have to wait 1:30 h and take a bus that does a long route (45min) on the way back. I asked my bf to pick me up a couple of times and he said no. Finally we had an argument over it and he told me I'm selfish for expecting him to be "my chofer" and that the fault is mine for not having a driving license.
I've tried to deal with it and I haven't asked him to pick me up since then, but it honestly makes me sad. I see other couples doing that kind of stuff for each other and I don't know what's "normal" anymore. It has already been 3 times that someone has seen me waiting and has asked me if I needed a ride. 3 times 3 total strangers gave me a ride that my boyfriend won't. I started thinking about it and it makes me very sad. But I don't think if it's ok for me to feel this way? He has told me he wouldn't ask that of me if he were in my situation but... I guess we will never know? I think I wouldn't mind if it where the case but, maybe I would? What do you think about it? I don't want to tell my friends because I know they will pick my side and start hating him, so I turn to you strangers from the internet for council.
Thank you if you got this far.
Edit: to correct spelling errors.
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2023.06.01 14:14 itsallalittleblurry Urgency Lends Wings To Your Leadfoot

It had been a long drive, and we still had a long way to go. Momma and I were pushing straight through, taking turns driving while the other slept.
And the weather had turned to shit. We’d hit Tornado Alley. Torrential downpour, and reports of warnings, sightings, and touch-downs coming in over the radio from all over the place.
Late at night, we’d stopped at a gas station to fill up, and had taken a few minutes to quickly wolf down some cold rice and beans.
Then I’d turned over the wheel to her, and settled in for a nap.
I awoke an hour and a half later, glanced at the speedometer, and: “What the hell?!”
“Don’t worry” from Momma, as she stared ahead through the downpour and darkness at the nighttime road ahead of us. “I got this.”
“How long was I out?”
“About an hour and a half.”
“Where are we?”
She told me the name of the last town we’d just recently passed. I picked up the folded-open road atlas. Found the spot. We were getting close to the state border.
Then I traced back to where we’d been when I’d turned over the wheel to the little maniac: No. Not possible. Not in an hour and a half.
“What’ve you been doing?!” I demanded. “90 miles an hour?! Through This?!”
“Most of it. 90, 95.”
“Are you tryin’ to kill us?! What the hell were you thinking?!”
“I was thinking” she said, quietly, but with feeling, “that we needed to get the fuck out of Oklahoma.”
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2023.06.01 14:12 ExecrablePiety1 Noticing a Pattern with the 4 main areas in this game.

I've been noticing as I've been playing that, at least when you arrive, the 4 main areas of the map where the beasts originally were in BotW. They seem to have been stripped of what makes them unique.
For example, The Zora Domain was all about water, but the water's all full of sludge so you can't swim much.
Eldin is supposed to be a fire/lava based area, but has since cooled down, so it's apparently not anymore.
And Hebra was all about being a village in the sky, but has since moved to the ground because of the cold snap.
As for Gerudo Valley, I haven't gotten there yet, but I'm expecting something similar where there's no more desert or something along those lines.
I'm not saying these are bad things at all. Kind of disappointing at times, I'll admit. Like making my way all the way to the Zora Domain just to find I can't really ride the river to go fishing anymore. But that's the point of a sequel, isn't it? You don't just wanna be doing the same things again.
I'm only just hitting up the towers now to unlock the whole map. So I haven't gone into the story very much. But I'm fully expecting these areas to go back to normal after I probably complete some sort of dungeon and kill a boss. Like in BotW how the rain in Zora Domain stops, etc. So I'm not too worried about not being able to enjoy these areas to their fullest. It's the sort of game where it doesn't just spoonfeed you cool things all the time, but makes you work for some of the fun stuff, like unfettered exploration of the entire map.
I just wanted to point this out because it was an interesting pattern that I had noticed. I know BotW sort of had that, where you couldn't explore the areas fully because of the rain making things slippery, or that camel zapping you with its lightning ray of death =3.
Maybe it was just me, but I enjoyed the environments almost as much as the gameplay itself. Bombing around Laurelin village, it's relaxing to explore a tropical paradise type place. Maybe I'm corny for enjoying scenery in video games. But that's just me. Heck, in GTA V I'd always go to the top of Mount Shasta to watch the sun set over the city whenever I could.
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2023.06.01 14:06 Youvegottheshinning Does anyone eat out regularly anymore?

Honestly feels like with the cost of everything right now I can’t even buy a coffee and sandwich without my bank account taking a major hit. Started a new job in town and if I don’t bring food with me or want visit a cafe, easily over a tenner for food and drink in a day. I see lots of people in places and wonder if they’re feeling the cost of greed crisis too. Once a month is the only realistic option for me and it’s just damn depressing.
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2023.06.01 14:05 Scary_Ad_8919 My dream found in an apartment in Korea

My name is Anthony and I am a gymnast in Oakland, USA. In fact, I came back to the U.S. and became a professional player for a short time. As I am approaching my 30s, the opportunity to become a professional gymnast was so great thanks to my current boyfriend, Suhan.
Especially, I gave up my dream of becoming a gymnast and spent a year in Korea with Suhan has changed my life and I want to share the shocking experience I had in Korea, so I'm going to tell you my story today.
I've already been famous as a child with the talent of a promising gymnast since I was a student when my friends were studying. Of course, both of my parents are in the sports industry, so I've been told a lot that the talent for sports has come to me, and I've always felt grateful for their athletic ability.
Since I was in basic school, I have been steadily developing my dream of becoming a gymnast in the auditorium with my coach in time to study, and as time went by, I realized how important my talent as an athlete was and became frustrated.
When I was a kid, my competitors didn't get out of the city I lived in, so I was able to stand out, but the more I grew up and I was tested as a gymnast in a bigger competition, the more frustrated I was with aspiring gymnasts all over the country.
I've always been number one in the amateur gymnasts competition in Auckland, but the more I compete with aspiring gymnasts in big cities, the less opportunity I have to get my name out of the rankings.
I practiced like crazy, sleeping three hours a day and night to close the gap with aspiring gymnasts with natural talents, but the more ridiculous I tried, the more I felt I could never catch up with them. Those kids who have already trained in state-of-the-art training methods and pleasant environments, with higher gymnastics talent and financial support than I did, were making the exercise efficiency that I could only pull out in 10 hours of practice in just one hour.
When I didn't know the world, I thought everything could be overcome by effort, but the world of gymnasts was not so peaceful.
It was a place where everyone tried hard to be selected for the national team, so my existence, who was just half-talented and didn't even get financial help from my parents, had to be pushed out of the rankings.
Practicing in a shabby auditorium with just one rubber mat for a low rent, I always envied other friends who were financially supported by their parents who trained freely and managed their diet in an auditorium with various exercise equipment that a gymnast should have.
Feeling extremely frustrated, I thought about making money on my own, but I couldn't even make money on my own because I had to invest that much time in practice to catch up with them. Then one day, I happened to meet a Korean man in the auditorium.
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2023.06.01 14:03 john_thegiant-slayer I wanna pick y'all's brains

There are a few things that have been rattling around in my brain:
1) Why have they not named the town? Victor has been there his whole life and there are some people that have been there for years and we're supposed to believe no one has named the place or identified its name?
2) Why have they not figured out where the town is? Given the plant life, relics original to the town, angle of the sun, etc. it shouldn't be too difficult to figure out.
3) Has the population stayed steady? Or, like, is it self-righting? In Season 1, after the two cars showed up (6 people), 6 people died. And, after the colony house incident (14 people, right?), the bus showed up.
4) Where are they getting their water? I don't recall it being addressed and the only natural water feature we've seen is the Brundles, which is definitely not safe to drink.
5) Why are most of the people NPCs?
6) Why has no real effort been made to map their territory and find the borders of their pocket universe?
7) Why is there specifically no Bible in the town? It's the most popular book ever written, the average American home has 4 Bibles in it, and we're supposed to believe that no one has had one on them when they got trapped?
8) Victor was alone for decades, apparently. Why? And why does he still speak English? Children lose languages in only a few years, if unused.
This can't be as simple as a military experiment, or a true pocket universe. This isn't reality...at least not natural reality. It is either supernatural in nature (this is purgatory), or it's all in someone's head, or both.
Personally, I'm leaning towards the idea that Victor is in a coma after his family ran into the tree. It is the simplest explanation to all of the above.
Thoughts?
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2023.06.01 14:02 flashbangcoc [Recruiting] Team Reddit Yankee #QJ8YQG2 Rockin' Clan Level *25* Recruiting TH13+ CWL M2 Clan Capital Titan II Our Focus : Farming / Clan Games / Clan Capital / CWL Reppin' teamRDYK.com & Farm War Alliance

Great team that's been together for a long time (9+ years of history)! If you're looking for a new home .. You found it!
Does it get any better then Farm Wars with CWL M2 working on M1? Clan Capital level Titan II working on Titan I. Looking for an experienced home for Clan Capital? Give us a shot! Farm wars for das loot with real war during CWL.
We easily max clan games (Over 140k TOTAL Clan Games points last round!), rock out in CWL, 2/3 of the clan is above TH13, run by adults, and partner with many other clans in our community. Stop by our Discord - https://discord.teamrdyk.com and say hello!
Clan Name Reddit Yankee (#QJ8YQG2) Clan Level 25
Clan Entry Requirements: Request to join stating you're from Reddit or chat with one of us on Discord. :)
We Offer 9+ Years of Clash History In ONE Place (2013 - Present) - Check us Out: https://www.teamrdyk.com
CWL League Level: Masters II Boys!!! Farmers rise up!!!
Our clan culture is around BUILDING each other up -- NOT putting each other down
We can offer YOU:
Becoming part of the teamRDYK Family – We offer a perfect blend of farm wars outside of CWL with farm wars allowing for hero upgrades. We're farmers - We're farmers who go HARD in the paint and have fun doing it
Steady FWA wars rolled CONTINUOUSLY outside of CWL
MAX Clan Perks!
MAX Clan Games!
Stable, strong, drama free leadership core that makes sure to always drive us forward!
Discord chat and bots! https://discord.teamrdyk.com
We also play Clash Royale together! (Lemon Squad)
We also play Brawl Stars together! (Reddit Yankee)
We also play Clash Mini together! (Reddit Yankee)
Are YOU the right fit for US? Our Requirements:
ALL Town Halls 12+ with Infernos Accepted!
Donate but respect what is being requested – Read what is being asked for!
Don’t be a jerk, don’t cheat; DO build up your clanmates, DO participate in events!
Be active! No badge within one week of season reset = kick!
Less then 1000 Clan Games points = kick!
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2023.06.01 14:02 flashbangcoc [Recruiting] Team Reddit Yankee #QJ8YQG2 Rockin' Clan Level *25* Recruiting TH13+ CWL M2 Clan Capital Titan II Our Focus : Farming / Clan Games / Clan Capital / CWL Reppin' teamRDYK.com & Farm War Alliance

Great team that's been together for a long time (9+ years of history)! If you're looking for a new home .. You found it!
Does it get any better then Farm Wars with CWL M2 working on M1? Clan Capital level Titan II working on Titan I. Looking for an experienced home for Clan Capital? Give us a shot! Farm wars for das loot with real war during CWL.
We easily max clan games (Over 140k TOTAL Clan Games points last round!), rock out in CWL, 2/3 of the clan is above TH13, run by adults, and partner with many other clans in our community. Stop by our Discord - https://discord.teamrdyk.com and say hello!
Clan Name Reddit Yankee (#QJ8YQG2) Clan Level 25
Clan Entry Requirements: Request to join stating you're from Reddit or chat with one of us on Discord. :)
We Offer 9+ Years of Clash History In ONE Place (2013 - Present) - Check us Out: https://www.teamrdyk.com
CWL League Level: Masters II Boys!!! Farmers rise up!!!
Our clan culture is around BUILDING each other up -- NOT putting each other down
We can offer YOU:
Becoming part of the teamRDYK Family – We offer a perfect blend of farm wars outside of CWL with farm wars allowing for hero upgrades. We're farmers - We're farmers who go HARD in the paint and have fun doing it
Steady FWA wars rolled CONTINUOUSLY outside of CWL
MAX Clan Perks!
MAX Clan Games!
Stable, strong, drama free leadership core that makes sure to always drive us forward!
Discord chat and bots! https://discord.teamrdyk.com
We also play Clash Royale together! (Lemon Squad)
We also play Brawl Stars together! (Reddit Yankee)
We also play Clash Mini together! (Reddit Yankee)
Are YOU the right fit for US? Our Requirements:
ALL Town Halls 12+ with Infernos Accepted!
Donate but respect what is being requested – Read what is being asked for!
Don’t be a jerk, don’t cheat; DO build up your clanmates, DO participate in events!
Be active! No badge within one week of season reset = kick!
Less then 1000 Clan Games points = kick!
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2023.06.01 13:51 ltpltpltp Slept in the same bed but no sex

So I went on a date with this guy, we first met two years ago on a date which was a lot of fun but not much came from it. Reconnected now after finding each other on a dating app again. The date was a lot of fun, we didn't stop chatting the entire time. When it was time to go, I missed the last train back to my place. He offered me to crash at his to which I accepted. Once we got back to his we both got ready for bed. I'm never really the one to make the first move, my style is to signal heavily and wait for the others response. But he didn't pick up on much or he wasn't in the mood. Anyway we both ended up falling asleep without any kind of sexual contact - only halfway through the night we ended up cuddling, which I enjoyed. The next morning was also quite pleasant, we chatted had a coffee and left, we're also planning on seeing each other soon.
I'm definitely over thinking it, my love language is very physical and it could be that his isn't necessarily. I'm also a big fan of clarity, and if he's looking for friendship it's also fine, but I would like to know. My question would be when/how would I approach that kind of thing? Should I bring it up in a conversation, or should I just keep seeing him and see what develops naturally?
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2023.06.01 13:40 Free_Passenger_79 Why Auckland is a great place to live!

Just a reminder amongst the negativity of the great things this City has to offer!
Natural Beauty: Auckland is surrounded by stunning natural landscapes, including beautiful beaches, mountains, and lush parks. The views from places like Mount Eden or the Sky Tower are truly breathtaking.
Cultural Diversity: Auckland is one of the most multicultural cities in the world. It's home to people from many different backgrounds and cultures, which enriches the city's food, events, and overall atmosphere.
Outdoor Activities: For outdoor enthusiasts, Auckland has plenty to offer. From surfing and sailing to hiking and cycling, the city's surroundings cater to a wide variety of outdoor pursuits.
Quality of Life: Auckland consistently ranks high in global quality of life surveys. The city's clean environment, low crime rate, excellent healthcare system, and good work-life balance contribute to this.
Mild Climate: Auckland's climate is generally temperate with mild winters and warm, humid summers. This makes it a comfortable place to live year-round.
World-Class Education: Auckland is home to top-tier universities and excellent schools, offering high-quality education for students of all ages. Notably, the University of Auckland is consistently ranked among the top universities worldwide.
Farmers Markets: Auckland has numerous farmers markets where you can buy fresh, locally grown produce. These markets are a great way to connect with the community and support local farmers.
Beautiful Suburbs: The suburbs of Auckland, like Devonport and Parnell, offer quaint, village-like atmospheres with lovely boutique shops, cafes, and scenic views.
Public Gardens and Parks: Auckland is home to many beautiful public spaces like the Auckland Domain, Albert Park, and the Auckland Botanic Gardens, perfect for picnics, leisurely walks, or exercise.
Thriving Craft Beer Scene: In recent years, Auckland's craft beer scene has exploded. There are many breweries and beer bars where you can sample a range of locally brewed beers.
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2023.06.01 13:38 inkheiko The Story of GoV Nikke

I'm still discovering the game little by little, and I am finding boh things I like and dislike. However, for a long time I spent time learning why I loved few things, but not enough on why I disliked some.
For now I am far from being up to the story, and I will play it way less than other games for now (since I literally have 4 gacha I need peace ;_;), but hearing people talking about the story, I believe I might try to get more serious later.
I like story, I follow YouTube channels about narration, and I try to apply it while exploring a game. And at the moment, since nothing actually dangerous happened (beside prologue, and commander, but it's about him), I wanted to share my thoughts about a character: The Commander.
It's not rare to have some sort of self insert protagonist in games (Persona 5, Honkai star rail, Honkai Impact, Genshin Impact...), However, some of them are more nicely done imo, and some other projects were eventually dropped in the end. And despite I feel the tension and the story getting very interesting... I feel like the Commander could be, in my opinion, the weakest thing about the story.
It might be because of the dialogues, or the fact the game is still young and needs to grow up, but I really don't feel that attached to the protagonist:
He seems to be some sort of Marie Sue, in the most important moment (except prologue) he always seems to get what he wants, his morality is never questioned, and his most important goal in the first place don't seem that unreachable.
For a bad comparison, it looks like some dense protagonist in a Shonen with a harem: the side story I started with Noir and Blanc was about kissing the commander in the end and how they would be happy about it, everyone around seems to be really fond of the Commander... Which is not a bad thing, someone can be liked by many, but it feels blank.
The Commander feels both empty/blank and unbalanced in his personality from what I saw. He doesn't feel that human because there aren't any main defaults or trait beside "He's a nice guy", or "He's handsome"... It's like a "wish fulfilling" character. And the fact he also suffers from amnesia makes it actually very cliche (he can have amnesia without problems, but with everything else, it's the most basic character that also is living a "dream", having a harem of some sort, and becoming every girls' special someone)
I might be wrong (and I hope I am), but at the moment, I could actually get attached to every Nikkes that all seem to have actual personalities (except some times when they are around the Commander), and I could get invested with the story but how the Commander's character is treated makes it less enjoyable in my opinion.
Buuut If that actually is a problem (if I'm not imagining things), I wondered how to fix it, and I see two main ways: removing Commander, or making it less self insert or less of a wish fulfilling character.
In Honkai Impact 3rd for example, there was some sort of captain thing, but it is even less than tertiary in the story they want to tell. Which doesn't add any problems about it, and it helps to focus on it. It is the easiest solution, and maybe the Commander's death could both affect the Nikkes and give a strong motive for the future struggles
However I wish to have a more human Commander, and there is one thing that is both good and bad imo: The Commander's habit to bandage Nikkes.
In the current state of the story I am, it makes him even more of a dense protagonist of a harem, with every girls around him at his feet (Im exaggerating obviously), but if he had actual traits that made him more human and not always "that perfect" this could actually be something actually cute or that gave him more personality, and brings better the fact he values Nikkes.
A human has both qualities and defaults, before being actually moral, which makes them human: The Commander can be always in the right, but he can't really look that flawless as well. It is like he both has no qualities while being the nicest person in the world. What could be interesting is to maybe give him more traits, and actually more type of relationship than the current ones that I saw in the game at the moment:
He could be actually impulsive, but way more impulsive, not considerate enough, maybe too obsessed at times, or even maybe a pervert... Basically, things that could make Nikkes have actual reasons to like or dislike him, and give him more... Constancy. He could even have a character development where he learnt an important lesson.
The lack of impact and personality on the dialogues doesn't help either, just adding more different dialogues even if overall it doesn't change the story (like in persona 5) could give your commander more personality. Maybe even the bonds with other Nikkes could actually evolve without really change the story (for example, the episodes I call "dating" could have actual outcomes at the end of all the episodes after doing specific actions).
This wouldn't change at first the way the story goes, but it would give more life to the protagonist, and make him way more pleasant to follow imo.
Maybe I was not clear, or maybe you disagree, you can tell me if it gets better in the future, but for now, this is what I think of the Commander. And I believe that if they removed or change him, and don't give more focus to other things than the Nikkes and the universe, it would be way cooler to follow!
Please share your thoughts with me :3
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2023.06.01 13:37 BambulkaSK Lost Yumi

Lost Yumi
Good day cat people We have a cat, her name is Yumi, she is the most perfect cat on the whole world, she is our family. She used to be a stray but isn't anymore. She is loving, doesn't really like being held but she comes and lies right under my nose on the table. When I lay on floor she is instantly next to me. She sleeps with me. She is also always looking out of windows, whenever you open the entrance door her little pink nose is in the door. So we started to leash training her to make her happier, she really was craving outdoors. She enjoyed the outdoors so much, she was so excited. On the 29th may we went out together to the woods (which is close by a small town and surrounded by towns). She got startled and the harness got loose from the leash. She got away. We couldn't catch her, we slept exactly at the place were we lost her, she didn't come and we hadn't seen her since then. We have done everything to find her, hell we are still looking. I love her so much....... My life crashed. I can't stop crying. Everything at our flat reminds me of her. I miss her so much. Please don't hate me that I am irresponsible. Take care of your kitties.
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2023.06.01 13:36 StuffImpossible4460 Exploring the Authentic Flavors of Chinese Cuisine in Mount Washington

Mount Washington, a picturesque neighborhood known for its stunning views and vibrant community, is also home to a hidden gem—the Chinese restaurant that tantalizes taste buds and transports diners to the heart of China. Offering a delectable fusion of traditional and modern flavors, this establishment is a culinary haven for those seeking an authentic Chinese dining experience. In this blog, we will delve into the captivating world of Mount Washington's Chinese restaurant, exploring its rich history, diverse menu, and the delightful ambiance that keeps patrons coming back for more.
A Journey through Chinese Gastronomy :
Embarking on a culinary journey at the Chinese restaurant in Mount Washington is akin to immersing oneself in the depths of Chinese gastronomy. Each dish on the menu is meticulously crafted, showcasing a harmonious blend of flavors, textures, and aromas that reflect the diverse regional cuisines of China.
From the fiery spices of Sichuan cuisine to the delicate flavors of Cantonese delicacies, this restaurant caters to a wide range of palates. The extensive menu boasts an array of mouthwatering options, including classic favorites like General Tso's chicken, sweet and sour pork, and Peking duck. For the more adventurous diners, there are unique dishes like mapo tofu, xiao long bao (soup dumplings), and hot pot, which offer a truly immersive culinary experience.
A Feast for the Senses :
Beyond the exceptional flavors, the Chinese restaurant in Mount Washington takes great pride in creating an ambiance that complements the dining experience. The interior is tastefully decorated, combining traditional Chinese elements with a modern twist. Soft lighting, elegant furnishings, and soothing music create an atmosphere that is both inviting and relaxing, making it the perfect place to savor a meal with friends, family, or even for a romantic dinner.
Moreover, the restaurant's attentive staff adds a personal touch to the dining experience. They are knowledgeable about the menu and are more than willing to provide recommendations and guide guests through their culinary exploration. The warm hospitality and friendly service further enhance the overall experience, leaving visitors with a lasting impression and a desire to return.
A Culinary Destination Worth Exploring :
Whether you are a resident of Mount Washington or a visitor to the area, this Chinese restaurant is a culinary destination that should not be missed. Its dedication to preserving the authenticity of Chinese cuisine while infusing it with modern elements sets it apart from the rest.
In addition to the exquisite dining experience, the restaurant also offers takeout and delivery services, ensuring that the flavors of China can be enjoyed from the comfort of your own home. This versatility and commitment to customer satisfaction have earned the restaurant a loyal following within the local community.
Conclusion :
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2023.06.01 13:33 Unusual-Pilon Can't enter wind temple

I entered the riko village in the snow place, where the bird robot was in the last game. I talked to everyone, thought it was odd that it was only the children in town and ol mate with some kid. I then went up the mountain and to the wind temple boat thing. When I try to interact with the circle it rejects me with a red cross
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2023.06.01 13:25 KamenRiderSekai Your thoughts on Rune Factory Oceans / Tides of Destiny.

I was thinking back to ToD recently. It was a game I spent dozens of hours playing nonstop. It's in this weird position because it's sandwiched between two mainline entries that are greatly beloved for different reasons (RF3 and RF4) and I remember back in the day people complaining about how much of a downgrade it felt compared to Frontier and 3. I very much enjoyed it over a decade ago and I remembered doing everything in my power to absolutely defend it but what would you all say were your pros and cons in this title? Mine...
Pros
-Fennith Island as a setting was nice. I thought the buildings and environments were vibrant.
-First game to experiment with a FeMC option that wasn't RF2's 2nd generation.
-The concept of riding a gigantic plant golem around the oceans is cool and lifting up whole islands for more places to explore was always a treat.
-Both male and female MCs (Aden and Sonja) co-existing with one another with the other being marriageable depending on who you choose to play as.
-Load times were super fast. Moreso than RFF. Hopping around town always felt quick and brisk.
Cons
-I know people complain about RF5 lacking any intricate dialogue but Tides was guilty too. It wasn't just situational or NPC hangout dialogue that Tides lacked that made it a downgrade from Frontier or 3 but all their greetings were the same. No matter what. Aside from morning, afternoon, or evening - there was never anything that indicated whether it was raining, cloudy, or sunny. Odette's morning greetings for example I remembered being the same throughout.
-This was because of the last-minute nature of bachelors being added and Sonja as a playable protagonist but the entire town's marriage candidate roster greatly outnumbers villagers. Legitimately, there are only six villagers in the game (nine if you count the cameo characters) versus the 10-15 marriage candidates in Fennith Island and one of them only visits the island a few times a week.
-Enemies in Tides were absolute HP sponges to go through. Like they thought difficulty equaled taking eons to fight a single boss because it expected you to have super beefed up equipment per shrine.
-The shrines themselves were lacking, atmosphere and theming wise. It was all the same deal with a bit of aura variance and recoloring of environments.
-Some of the characters' events were reliant on quirks, moreso than 3's I think. Like, I love Lily but they never really go far with her.
-Most glaringly, you have to clear the entire plot and then max everyone's FP out to be given the option to even play as Sonja AND be able to romance or marry. Iirc everyone's FP/LP caps at 6 before you clear the story.
-The Golem mechanic was cool for the first few times but you find yourself fast-forward traveling more often to find new shrines or plot spots. Travel also drains a lot of time in the in-game clock / day schedule.
I didn't dislike Tides playing it and looking back I still don't but being placed between RF3 and RF4, it feels like the odd title out. Which is odd when you consider Neverland worked on all three games.
So, what were your experiences with Tides?
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2023.06.01 13:24 Dangerous_Ant_8377 Young Girls Shouldn’t Wander the Woods Alone at Night

It gets dark very early this time of year this far north.
By 4:00 PM, the sun is already set, and dusk is upon us. Definitely not the ideal conditions for a girl who looks as young as I do to be walking home alone. The route that I'd chosen from the Junior high school to the house was particularly off the beaten track and took me through several tranquil and deserted areas of town. No parent with even a shred of love in their heart for their child would allow them to make this walk at any time of year, let alone in the depths of winter.
It was just after I’d passed the cemetery and was about to turn onto the path through the woods that I became aware of his presence. At this point, he was what you would consider a safe distance behind me. I didn't want to turn around and look directly at him. Still, I could tell from the heavy footfall of his steps and the excited nature of his breathing that he was about 30 or 40 feet away. There were no other people around, and this road was a dead end with no houses on it, meaning that the chances of someone driving by were minimal. I was acutely aware that it was just him and me.
Despite many thoughts running through my mind at that moment, one above all was controlling me: 'if this situation is going to go down the way I think it will, I need to make a move right now.' I started to increase my pace, not so much that it would be immediately apparent, but enough that I would significantly increase the distance between him and me. Unless that is, he really was following me and altered his speed to keep up. Sure enough, within a couple of seconds, I sensed him breaking into a slow jog in order to catch up and close the distance between us.
'OK, Carmilla, time to make a choice: do I run or do I turn and confront this man?' I was right at the head of the woodland park at this point, so I decided to turn around.
"Hello, mister. Can I help you with something? Are you lost?"
I detected the slightest hint of surprise that I'd acted in this way. Still, he quickly regained his composure and continued his slow approach.
"Hey there, little girl. I was just out here looking for my dog. I think he went into these woods. Do you want to help me find him?" He was smiling at me now.
"What's your dog's name?" I asked.
"What?"
"Your dog's name. What is it? If I'm going to help you find him, I need to shout his name."
"Oh, erm… yeah. His name is Fred." Was he surprised by my question, or had he hesitated because he'd needed to make up a name?
"Well, I'm kind of scared of dogs. I think I'm just going to go home. Sorry I can't help you."
"Can I at least walk you home? Which way are you headed? It's dark out here and not safe for little girls like you."
He was edging ever closer to me now and had a big, creepy smile plastered across his face.
"I live just on the other side of these woods. Trust me, I can make it just fine."
"I'd still like to walk with you if that's OK. I mean, I'm sure my dog is in there somewhere." His icy blue eyes were laser-focused on mine now. It almost felt like he was trying to hypnotically control me with his gaze.
"If you really think Fido is in there, I guess you should look for him."
"Fido is a crazy old mutt," he said, "I'm sure I will find him in there."
There is no dog.
This man definitely means trouble.
Time to take action.
I turned and started running into the words. While I had a couple of seconds head start on him, the fact is that the body of a 13-year-old girl can't run as fast as a fully grown man. He caught up with me ridiculously fast, so quickly, in fact, that we were still within view of the road. The street lamp gave off enough light for us to be seen by a passerby if one were to approach.
"What did you run off for?" he asked, "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Sorry, mister, I just got scared at the thought of your dog running around in here. I got bitten by something pretty nasty when I was younger and the thought of it happening again freaks me out."
"OK, I understand. Let's keep walking, and I'll keep you safe from any stray dogs. Hey, are you hungry? I have some food I could share with you. Let's find a nice place to sit down and eat."
"What do you have?" I was kind of hungry, as it happened.
"Delicious homemade spaghetti and Bolognese sauce. Let's go a bit further into the woods, and then I'll share it with you."
He didn't have a bag with him, and there was no way he was hiding some container full of food in his pockets. This was bullshit.
"Erm, no thanks mister. My elders say I'm allergic to garlic, so I shouldn't eat Italian food."
"OK then. Let's just keep walking." His heart rate was increasing, and the adrenaline was kicking in. I could smell the excitement oozing from his pores. "Here, let me hold your hand. You will be safer that way."
He didn't wait for me to respond, grabbing my hand in his clammy grip. He was a strong one, it was apparent. There was no way a regular girl of my height and frame would be able to escape this bastard. We walked on and were soon far away from any streetlight, and any semblance of safety. Soon, things were going to take a turn very much for the worse. He clearly sensed this, too, letting go of my hand and standing in front of me to block the path.
The disingenuous smile had gone now: "OK little lady, fun time is over. Well, for you anyway. My fun is just about to begin." He withdrew a set of handcuffs from his pocket and dangled them in front of my face.
"I seriously fucking doubt that, Johnny."
This was the part that I always loved the most: the look of utter shock on these assholes' faces when I first call them by their name. I'd seen it dozens of times before, and it never grew old. Now, for the next part: he’ll be rocked back for a few seconds before trying to reassert his authority.
"Wait… what? How did you know…"
I didn't let him finish his question: "Johnny Mutton. Pedophile, rapist and child killer. We've been tracking you for a while." Damn, he looked stupid, still dangling those cuffs in front of him. "Guess what? We found you."
Just watching the cogs of a regular human's brain slowly turn was not my favorite part of this whole game, though. 'C'mon, work it out already. Then you can pretend it doesn't matter, that you’re the boss here, and we can get down to business.'
"Well, I don't give a fuck what you think you know." Oh good, the bravado had returned. It was always more fun when they still thought they had the upper hand. "I'm still going to torture you, rape you and then leave little pieces of you scattered all over this forest."
Again, with the dangling handcuffs. What was wrong with this shithead?
"Which hand should we start with? You want my left?"
The fucking shmuck had a look on his face like it was Christmas and his birthday all rolled into one. He advanced and roughly placed the handcuff around my left wrist.
"Things are going to get real ugly now, little lady." He was smirking; he genuinely believed he was still in control.
"At least we can agree on something. OK, jackass, let's get this over with."
I was going to make this quick. This piece of shit wasn't even worth toying with. I grabbed the other end of the cuffs and clasped it around his wrist; there was no way he was going to escape me now.
"What are you doing, kid? You think that's…"
I jumped up and sank my fangs deep into his neck. I would feast on him later, but for now, ripping out half of his jugular would lead to a suitably painful death. I climbed off of him and spat out the chunk of flesh onto the ground in front of him. In his shocked state, he actually bent down and tried to pick it up, as though that would fix his lethal wound. I wasn't going to allow this sick bastard even that tiny crumb of false hope, though, and dragged him away, into the middle of the clearing.
"Any last words, Johnny?"
This was a little cruel of me, what with the fact that this asshole was choking to death on his own blood. I didn't have much sympathy, though. He let out a pathetic gurgling sound, looking up at me pleadingly.
"Sorry, didn't catch that."
He was as white as a sheet now and not long for this world; time to monologue.
"You guys just don't put in the effort any more. I mean, for fuck's sake, I only got into town last night. I was obviously indisposed during the daylight hours, meaning I know you had zero time to prep this. Damn, I remember the old days when sick fucks like you would at least put in the effort. You know, a couple of weeks of following your victim, regular drive-bys, watching the home through binoculars, learning the names of friends. But you? You just spotted me and decided there and then to act on your impulses. Fucking pathetic. It didn't even occur to you how dumb it would be for a girl to be walking through the woods on her own? It took me less than two minutes to lure you in here."
His breathing was extremely labored now. He had moments left.
"OK, fair enough. Nobody expects one of our kind to look the way I do. But hey, like I said, you should've put in the legwork. Goodbye, Johnny."
And with that, I decided to feast. It always tastes better when they're still alive, even if only just.
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2023.06.01 13:21 Reverse_Spook Dead Brave: Chapter 10 - Stong Boned's

[previous part] [first part]
Previously:
Newly Undead Volris Russad managed to prove her worth to her new friends, using her wits to retrieve a stolen necklace.
Stong Boned's:
“Look, I can’t help it if my sexual tension is undeniably powerful,” I said to the group sitting around the table with me.
“It didn’t seem to be doing you much good before we arrived,” Kertug replied, lifting a large mug of brown liquid to his lips.
“Yeah, it’s not much help flirting with the enemy after we’ve already won.” Inibis chimed in, stirring her own beverage with her little finger.
“But had we already won?” I posed. “Sure we held the position of power, but they still severely outnumbered us. My strategically placed charm helped us to avoid finishing the fight.”
“And how exactly is that a positive?” Kertug asked, wiping froth from his mouth with the back of his hand.
“So you’re saying that you were tactically flirting?” Inibis asked, her eyes twinkling as she slowly sucked the moisture from her finger.
I felt my insides flutter at the sight. “Exactly,” I replied, thankful that I no longer had skin to flush.
Inibis chuckled softly before taking a sip of her drink. I reached forward for my own, it was a celebration after all.
“So Inibis, how long have you been an active practitioner?” I asked her before taking a long gulp. The liquid had no taste as I had come to expect and did nothing to quench my slowly increasing thirst, yet I drank anyway.
Inibis sighed before offering a response. “I was twelve when I accidentally cast my first Zin. I hadn’t understood what was happening at the time. I hadn’t been taught much of Zannar or the Zane that could wield it. It took me a few more years until I found someone willing to explain it all.” Her eyes dropped into the shimmering orange liquid before her as she spoke.
Kertug reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder. She allowed a smile to touch her lips and placed her own hand atop it.
I felt an odd sense of guilt for asking. It was obvious that the memories weren’t pleasant ones. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to pry.”
“It’s okay V.” She replied. “We all have memories, good and bad. All of them contribute to who we become. Even the bad memories have purpose. They work to make us better.”
That’s quite the optimistic take. I thought to myself. I certainly have more than a few memories that I would struggle to see the good in.
“Well said child,” Kertug said softly. I watched his grip tighten gently on Inibis’ shoulder before he pulled back and grasped both hands around his mug.
“K, you know I’m older than you right?” Inibis shot a playful side-eye his way.
“In cycles, sure. In maturity, you have some way to go.” Kertug replied before draining the rest of his drink. “What’s taking Damal so long? It’s going to be difficult maintaining the celebrations without coin.”
I pushed my own drink across the table towards him. “Here, finish mine.”
Kertug grasped at the glass greedily, moaning softly as he raised it to his lips.
“Speak of the Moku,” Inibis said, leaning back in her seat.
I turned my head to glance behind me at the entrance to the tavern. A familiar cloaked figure limped forward, accompanied by the soft clacking of staff hitting stone. He reached our table quickly, slumping down into the spare seat beside me that we had reserved for him. As he sat, a hand disappeared inside his cloak, returning a beat later and stretching forward to deposit a small leather sack on the table between us all. It clinked with the sounds of metal as it hit the table, the contents causing the bag to slump to the right.
“Started without me I see.” Damal’s voice was strained, softer than usual. Though it still resonated with the usual levity I had come to associate with him.
“What, did you expect us to sit here and not drink?” Kertug asked, finishing the rest of my gifted beverage in one large gulp.
“No you’re right, that doesn’t sound like the friends I know and love.” Damal returned with a smile. “Kert, since you’ve finished?” He gestured toward the bar instead of finishing the request.
Kertug grunted in affirmation and rose, causing the table to wobble violently as he scraped his legs out from under it, before heading toward the bar.
Damal groped forward and opened the pouch on the table, reaching in and pulling out a large handful of coins. He turned and let them fall on the table in front of me.
“Your cut.” He said with a smile.
I glanced up at him in surprise, letting my gaze flick between him and Inibis. Both sat with smiles plastered upon their faces. Glancing down, I did a quick estimation of the coins in front of me.
“This is like, ten quirlar’s worth. That can’t be right?” I questioned, careful to keep my voice low. The tavern we found ourselves in was the same one I’d first met the group the previous loop. It remained quiet as it was still early, but one could never be too careful, especially when such large sums were being exchanged.
“The reward for recovering the necklace was fifty. That’s ten each, plus ten for group funds.” Damal said, his voice matching mine in volume.
“Take it V, you earned it.” Inibis chimed in.
Weirdly, I hesitated. This wasn’t like me at all. I’d screwed people over for less in the past. So why now, when such coin was offered freely, did I feel an odd sense of guilt. I didn’t earn this. I left Kertug to fight alone when he was caught. I was going to hand the necklace over instead of fighting.
A hand on my shoulder caused me to jolt. Kertug leant over me, placing drinks on the table. His long, braided hair swung below his face like a pendulum. “You’re braver than you give yourself credit for.” He whispered softly beside me.
“He’s right. I told you to give it to them. But you didn't. You defended me while I was helpless.” Damal said.
“You didn’t give me away when you fell from the tree,” Inibis added.
“Twice you helped us avoid a fight,” Kertug said as he rammed himself back into his seat. “While I might enjoy a good battle, I’m not fool enough to not appreciate avoiding once if it means keeping us safe.”
I raised my head, running my eyes across the three sitting around the table. I knew now that in place of eyes, my sockets instead held twin fires of deep purple, eternally burning, somehow providing me with vision. Maybe that was why I didn’t see strangers before me. I didn’t see threats or people to exploit. I saw potential. I saw friends.
I scraped the coins together and added them to my own coin purse.
“So, what’s next?” Damal asked.
“Floit,” I replied. My voice harsh. “I need to see a Dragonkin about an Infernal.”
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2023.06.01 13:19 cwcobblestone “Day by Day, Month by Month, Year by Year,” Part 1

“Day by Day, Month by Month, Year by Year,” Part 1
by c.w. cobblestone
A wimp chronicles the femdom/cuck relationship between him, his beloved Molly and her lover DeShawn. Here are the first six months.

YEAR 1

January 1

Well, the calendar may have changed but nothing else has. Molly is still in love with DeShawn. They’re still openly flaunting their affair in front of friends and family. I’m still kissing up to both of them and praying they’ll continue to let me hang around. So far, so good; the wedding’s still on for June, and everyone seems to be finding their roles in this three-way relationship. Unfortunately, my role is being their bitch. But Molly’s still here — that’s the important thing. I thought for sure when DeShawn came into the picture and stole her heart that she’d run off with him. But to my great relief, she says she wants to go through with the wedding while also maintaining her relationship with DeShawn. She says we’re now a “poly triad.” I know she’s playing me for a fool and is only marrying me because I earn six figures. But I don’t care. I love her and would do anything to keep her. Anything. Full stop. The ceremony is scheduled for June 8th, and my New Year’s resolution is to not fuck it up.

January 3

Molly didn’t say when she’d be home from the New Year’s Eve party at DeShawn’s friend’s house, but I didn’t expect her to be gone this long. I’m starting to get worried. Molly’s a big girl and can take care of herself, but DeShawn runs with a rough crowd.

January 4

Crisis averted. Molly’s been holed up in DeShawn’s apartment partying, thank goodness. After she texted me and told me to bring cognac and Burger King, I’d hoped to spend at least a few seconds with my beloved fiancé for the first time this year. Alas, I never even laid eyes on her. DeShawn answered my knock, snatched the bags from my hand and slammed the door in my face after throwing out a flippant “thanks, bitch.”

January 5

Molly finally came home but she was only here long enough to change clothes and bitch at me about her car being down to a quarter tank of gas. I thought about telling her she hasn’t been home for me to gas her car up but I wisely kept my mouth shut and volunteered to fill her tank right then. She said she was in a hurry, though, and rushed back out. I’m guessing she was either headed to the club or back to DeShawn’s place, although she didn’t tell me where she was going, and I sure as hell didn’t ask. As far as she’s concerned it’s none of my business what she does — my job is to sit at home and wait for her like a good little toady, ready to kiss her little ass and put up with her shit when she gets back.

January 7

I kept dinner warm until finally putting it away at 9. Even if Molly does make it home tonight, she’ll most likely be with DeShawn, and they won’t be in the mood to eat. I can always heat up something later if they want a post-coital snack.

January 9

When I got home from work nobody was there, although two bags of DeShawn’s dirty laundry were waiting for me in the living room. Molly had me do his clothes a few weeks ago and now the arrogant bastard apparently thinks it’s my permanent job. I thought about just letting it sit there — then common sense took over. The last thing I want to do is piss him off and give him an excuse to kick my ass again. So, swallowing what little pride I had left, I washed and carefully ironed the clothes of the man who’s fucking my fiancé. How pathetic is that?

January 10

My buddy Tim called to tell me he saw Molly making out with DeShawn at the Alexis Club last night. I turned red but gave my speech about how our arrangement allows her to see other men. Tim must be the 10th person to call since Molly and DeShawn started openly dating. I wish my supposed girlfriend and her “black king” would keep their tryst on the down-low but they said they wanted to take their relationship to the next level and I don’t get a vote. With everything that goes on in the world these days, I’d hoped their affair wouldn’t be a big deal, but I’m finding that people aren’t as open-minded as they claim to be. I’m losing friends and alienating family over this “poly” situation. Tim sure sounded disgusted. I guess I can’t blame him — if I was my friend, I’d probably be just as outraged at how Molly and DeShawn treat me, and how I put up with it like a sap loser. I imagine it must be painful for my friends and family to watch, but I wish they’d try to see it from my point of view. I love Molly with all my heart. She hurts me, sure. But I’m happier than I’ve ever been since she came into my life. Why can’t people understand that? If I can accept her and the things she does to me, why can’t everyone else?

January 13

DeShawn spent the night last night. He and Molly were already hammered when they got back from the club but they wanted another round. They also wanted privacy, so after I served drinks, DeShawn handed me his key and told me to go clean his apartment. I said “yes sir” and hauled ass out of there. When DeShawn tells me to do something, I don’t fuck around. The guy dislikes me to start with, so I try not to give him any reason to fuck me up. The first time Molly brought him home, I attempted to man up and confront him. I won’t ever make that mistake again. I like having teeth too much.

January 14

For the second night in a row, DeShawn stayed over. Molly got mad because I hadn’t bought the bottle of wine she’d wanted so she slapped me across the face several times, cutting my nose with her engagement ring. I got blood all over my favorite shirt, and she yelled at me about that, too, much to her boyfriend’s amusement. Molly is getting meaner by the day and DeShawn keeps egging her on. He loves the situation he’s carved out for himself — he knows he could steal her from me any time he wants but he enjoys having me around. In addition to bankrolling the affair, I represent the spoils of his victory; I’m the defeated, shamed white boy whose nose is constantly rubbed in the dirt while he enjoys his prize, my beautiful fiancé. That’s why he’s so brazen about taking Molly to all the places frequented by my friends and family. He wants everyone to know that Molly is in love with him, and that I’m pathetically hanging around paying the bills and serving as the beta in this budding “poly triad” of ours. Around town, it’s making me either a laughingstock or an object of pity. I’m not sure which is worse.

January 17

I got into a big argument with my brother Joel today after he called to tell me he saw Molly and DeShawn at the Towne Theatre “acting like a pair of animals in heat.” He and the rest of the family have been pressuring me to leave her ever since DeShawn mopped up the floor with Joel last month. The stupid fuck tried to tell the former Carver State linebacker to stop embarrassing the family by openly carrying on with Molly. DeShawn doesn’t like being told what to do. Joel found that out the hard way. His broken nose just healed.

January 20

Nobody was at the condo when I got home from the firm, although I could tell DeShawn had been over, given the wet spots all over the crumpled bedding in the master bedroom. These days, the only reasons I go into Molly’s room are to clean, change cum-stained sheets, and wipe her boyfriend’s piss stains off the toilet rim in the master bathroom. Molly says her bedroom suite is reserved for “real men” and that I have no business being in there unless it’s to clean.

January 24

Molly dropped some devastating news today. She says DeShawn will be going on the honeymoon in June and I’ll be staying home. Also, we had planned to take a Mediterranean cruise, but since DeShawn’s great-grandmother was from St. Thomas and he’s always wanted to go down there, she told me to switch the arrangements. I was bawling like a baby but I clicked onto the travel site and made the required changes. Since the wedding isn’t for six months, there was no problem adjusting the plans, although it killed me inside to do it.

January 26

Molly told me to pack her bags because she was headed to Atlanta for a week to hang out with DeShawn’s cousins. So, now, just like that, I’m not going to see my beloved fiancé until next Sunday. I don’t think she has any idea how much she’s breaking my heart with this affair of hers, but if I told her she probably wouldn’t care — she’d probably think it was funny. That’s how cruel she’s become. DeShawn brings out the worst in her. After he told her that it turns him on when she’s mean to me, she’s been looking for reasons to dog me. He usually rewards her cruelty by fucking the taste out of her mouth — and that makes her want to treat me even worse. Molly is finding out how much naughty fun it can be to make my life miserable, knowing that I’m so hopelessly in love with her I’ll put up with anything she dishes out. Deep down, she probably knows what she’s doing to me is wrong — but I bet that just makes the whole thing even more delightfully wicked. My former angel is lost in a decadent, BBC-fueled alternative dimension where being bad is good and my pain is hilarious.

February 6

Molly told me to go by her mom’s house after work tomorrow to clean. She says I should plan on that being one of my regular weekly duties from now on. I’m getting sick of being everybody’s fucking maid. I’m stuck cleaning DeShawn’s apartment once a week now. Last week, Molly had me wash her best friend’s car after her boyfriend got drunk and puked in it. My fiancé has pimped me out to her friends recently for myriad other chores — cleaning up dogshit, dropping off library books, picking up drycleaning. Since DeShawn came into the picture, Molly has gleefully let her friends and family know that I’m nothing but her little bitch — and her boyfriend’s little bitch, too. She loves recounting the night she brought DeShawn back to the condo for the first time, and I tried to make a stand by telling him to leave. He busted me in the eye, knocking me to the floor, and then kicked me in the ribs until I begged him to stop. The whole time, Molly watched with a glazed look in her eye and fingers in her crotch. After DeShawn bitch-slapped me one last time, he dragged my fiancé into the bedroom and they screamed up a storm while I lay on the living room floor sobbing. That was the first and only time I ever tried standing up to DeShawn, as Molly delights in telling her friends. “DeShawn runs shit around here,” she says to anyone who’ll listen.

February 8

Darlene is such a cunt. It’s easy to see where Molly gets her snootiness from. After I left the firm yesterday, I headed straight for my future mother-in-law’s house and started cleaning. I busted my ass all night and didn’t finish until after 11pm. Did I get a thank-you? Hell no. The whole time I was there, all Darlene did was belittle me and taunt me about DeShawn. Before I left, she pulled down her sweats and showed me her pussy, asking if I remembered what one looked like. It was so embarrassing, I just wanted to run out of there. But I knew not answering her might pose a problem, so I just faked a smile and said, “it has been a while.”

February 11

There’s nothing more embarrassing than standing outside the dressing room at Victoria’s Secret clutching your fiancé’s purse while she tries on sexy outfits to wear for her lover on Valentine’s Day — especially when she made it known to the salesladies that the lingerie is for someone other than the schmuck holding the bag. I wanted to die when I paid for the purchases, with the women all smirking and making snide remarks. There was no reason for Molly to tell the staff that the lingerie was for another man, other than pure cruelty. On the ride home, I hung my head and bit my lip, doing my best to keep from crying. Molly yelled at me and told me to stop moping, so I sat up straight in the passenger seat and pretended to watch the scenery as it zoomed by.

February 15

Valentine’s Day sucks when you’re a beta. I cleaned the condo spotless and fixed a special dinner for two. Once the candles were lit and both plates were full, DeShawn gave me his mother’s address and told me to report to her house for maid duty. As usual, I said, “yes, sir” and obeyed without hesitation. Jeez, I thought my mother-in-law was bad — Cassandra is ten times worse. From the second I stepped into her house she made it clear that while she absolutely loves Molly and supports her relationship with her son, she despises white males. Therefore, she said, she despises me by default. It took seven hours to clean Cassandra’s house, which was enough time for her to slap me six times and spit in my face twice after finding fault with my cleaning. When I was finished, she made me stand in the hallway with my legs spread and my hands on my head before kicking me in the nuts as hard as she could. After I collapsed in pain, she told me to kiss her shoe and thank her. I complied, and she kicked me in the head and said “now, get the fuck out, white boy.” I’m praying Molly doesn’t add cleaning Cassandra’s house to my regular duties. That woman has a lot of anger bottled up inside her, and after only one night I can already tell she loves taking out those frustrations on a lily-white ass.

February 16

Well, fuck me. Exactly what I didn’t want — DeShawn says from now on I have to go by his mom’s house once a week to clean. WTF, man. So, with my recurring appointment at Darlene’s house and DeShawn’s apartment, that’s three nights a week I’ll now be cleaning other people’s houses, in addition to my chores at home and all the other errands I’m sent on. For Molly and DeShawn, this polyandrous threesome is proving to be a sexy, relaxing lifestyle — but for me, it’s demoralizing and exhausting.

February 23

Per Molly’s orders, I asked the head of the firm if I can pick up extra cases, or stay late to help the other attorneys with research. Molly wants me to make as much money as I can between now and the wedding because she says she and DeShawn want to “honeymoon in style.” She says things like that because she thinks it’s funny to hurt my feelings. Sometimes I wish I was strong enough to get out of this abusive relationship. I guess I’m like those battered wives who keep going back to their husbands. Molly treats me like shit but I take it. With a smile. A fake smile, but a smile nonetheless.

March 19

Mr. Berkowitz accommodated my request and I’ve been working 14-hour days for the past few weeks. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, since I get to stay away from home longer, thus avoiding abuse from my fiancé and her lover. Plus, my last few checks have been huge. The bad news is, every dime of that extra money will go toward ensuring that Molly and DeShawn “honeymoon in style.” And despite all the extra hours, my domestic load hasn’t lightened one iota. I’m still expected to clean Darlene’s house every Monday, Cassandra’s every Wednesday, and DeShawn’s apartment every Thursday. If I get behind on my chores at home, I know Molly will cut me no slack, and if DeShawn’s around there’s a good chance she’ll slap the shit out of me if something doesn’t get done. She loves showing off for her man by being bitchy to me, and it drives him crazy when she does it. So, I’ve been killing myself to keep up with everything. It’s been rough, but I’ve managed. Who needs sleep?

March 26

I’m completely wrung out physically and emotionally. Last night was hands-down the worst night of my life. I served as the “bitch boy” at a party thrown by one of DeShawn’s friends and it was pure fucking hell. Molly made me wear a pair of her panties to the party, and when we got there I was told to strip, other than the pink, lacy underwear. There were about a dozen people there, and I spent the night serving drinks and having them pinch my ass and make fun of me. But the worst part was when DeShawn got drunk and forced me to kneel in the kitchen and suck his dick in front of everyone. I’ve been in complete anguish ever since. I can’t get the taste out of my mouth or the thought out of my head that I am now officially a cocksucker. Molly and several other people at the party filmed my debasement with their cellphones, so I’m sure the terrible moment will haunt me forever. I suspect there’ll be a lot more such horrible moments, too, because after DeShawn squirted all over my face and hair, he seemed pleased, bragging to his friends that I was a natural. He didn’t allow me to clean up, either, saying it would be “disrespectful,” so I spent the rest of the evening fetching drinks with dried cum on my face and tears in my eyes. It was a mortifying experience, something I wouldn’t have wished on my most hated enemy. I suppose it could have been worse — a couple of DeShawn’s friends also wanted blowjobs, but he told them I was “his bitch” and therefore off-limits. Molly told me I should feel proud to be DeShawn’s bitch. I lied to her and said I was grateful. In truth, I wanted to die when he said that. He’s starting to see me as his property.

April 2

During lunch yesterday, Molly told me that she and DeShawn had decided to let me come along on the honeymoon. After I fell over myself thanking her, she smirked and said, “April Fool’s.” DeShawn got a kick out of my crestfallen expression. He told me he had just the thing to cheer me up, and then made me suck his dick. He’s been having me do that a lot since the party last week.

April 7

DeShawn’s lease on his apartment is up April 19, and last night I was informed that he’d be moving in with us after that. This isn’t exactly a surprise, and I’d been bracing for it — although when Molly made it official, it was still quite the gut-punch. She said I’ll be responsible for moving everything, and that I should start packing stuff the next time I clean DeShawn’s apartment, so I don’t have to do it all at once.

April 10

As if things couldn’t get worse, DeShawn told me yesterday that he’d be converting the guest room into his mancave. When I asked him where I was going to sleep, he said “in the bathtub for all I care.” I don’t know if he was joking or not, though, because he laughed when he said it. Whether he was serious or not, if he takes over the guest bedroom I won’t have anywhere to sleep, since that’s the only other bedroom in the condo besides the master suite, and I doubt I’ll be allowed to bunk down in there with them. Why should I be allowed a place to sleep? I’m just the guy who pays all the bills.

April 12

Well, the mystery over where I’ll be sleeping is solved. Molly says I can put a dog bed in the hall closet. She told me to go buy one now and to break down the bed in the guest room, so everything will be ready for when DeShawn moves in. So, I guess my days of sleeping in a bed like a normal human being are over. A dog bed in the closet??? WTF.

April 14

I keep hitting new lows. When I was at her house last night, Cassandra made me drink her piss. I was in the bathroom scrubbing the floor when she came in brandishing a plastic cup. She sat on the toilet and held the cup under her pussy, filling it with urine. Then, she handed it to me and told me to say “cheers!” before downing the cup in one gulp. I managed to obey although I almost threw up. She told me to thank her for the honor, which I did with all the respect I could muster. Later, when I’d resumed my cleaning, I overheard Cassandra on the phone bragging to her friend about what she’d done. I got a chill when she said, “sure, come on over when he cleans next Wednesday and I’ll make him drink yours, too.”

April 16

I keep thinking about what Cassandra told her friend on the phone, and debating whether I should say anything to DeShawn about it. At the party last month, he’d told everyone that I wasn’t sexually available because I was his “bitch,” but I’m not sure if that rule extends to his mother making me drink her piss — or, worse, making me drink some stranger’s piss. I haven’t worked up the nerve to say anything, though, and I probably won’t. DeShawn might get pissed if he thinks I’m dissing his mom.

April 17

Ugh, I can’t get this Cassandra situation out of my head. One thing that’s bothering me: Is her friend a man or a woman? It was impossible to tell from hearing just her half of the conversation. I suppose it doesn’t matter — DeShawn has me sucking his dick constantly now, anyway, and Cassandra’s probably going to regularly have me drinking her piss since the genie’s out of the bottle, so what difference does it make whether the person whose pee I have to drink is male or female? Piss is piss, right?

April 19

Yet another demoralizing milestone. DeShawn had me lick his ass last night for the first time. He had bits of toilet paper stuck to his bunghole and I gagged when it touched my tongue — which earned me a severe bitch-slap for being “disrespectful.” But I managed to get through it in one piece. As I do when giving blowjobs, I just closed my eyes and drifted to my happy place, blocking out the terrible world and concentrating on the dialogue from a favorite movie. Last night it was “A League of Their Own.” There’s no crying in baseball or when you’re tossing your fiancé’s boyfriend’s salad.

April 20

Well, DeShawn’s all moved in. Of course, I did all the work while he sat on his ass and directed. I had to throw out 90% of my stuff since there’s no longer room. All that’s left are my suits for work and my laptop; everything else got shitcanned, including my high school yearbooks, family mementos and almost all my casual clothes. Oh, well. I didn’t really need that stuff anyway.

April 21

When I went to Cassandra’s after work to clean last night, she introduced me to her friend, a huge woman named Violet. The lady seemed eager to make me drink her piss, although she was shy and went into the bathroom alone to pee in the cup. Cassandra made me kneel down and drink every drop before thanking her friend for the honor. Then, Cassandra decided to show off, so she made me stand still with my hands on my head while she and her friend took turns kicking me in the balls. When they finally got tired of abusing me, I was released to clean the house while they chatted in the living room.

May 2

We’ve got a new household routine. Almost every night now, DeShawn will holler “hey, bitch, come give me my propers,” which means I have to find a spot behind him and lick his ass. As you might imagine, it’s quite demoralizing to give DeShawn his “propers” when my fiancé is right there watching. Between the constant blowjobs and rim-jobs, I can’t say I don’t have a sex life anymore. It’s not exactly the kind of sex I would’ve chosen, but I do get a lot of action these days. My mouth does, anyway.

May 5

I overheard Molly talking to her mom on the phone about having kids with DeShawn. He apparently wants a big family, and she told her mom she’s glad she’ll have me around to change diapers. As strange as it seems, I felt a twinge of satisfaction hearing that. At least it means Molly wants to keep me around long-term.

May 9

Well, I feared this day was coming. DeShawn has decided to take over the wedding. He announced last night that he’s going to be my best man and he said he may get his buddies to replace my brothers in the wedding party. He says it’s going to be a “poly wedding.” I called Joel and told him he was out as best man and that DeShawn would be handling those duties. My brother cussed me out and hung up on me.

May 11

I got into a huge argument with Mom and Dad on the phone today. They said they never want to speak to me again. This has been brewing for some time in my family. I wish things were different, but they made me choose. I chose Molly. They say they can’t stand seeing how she treats me. Well, I’ve learned to live with it — fuck them if they can’t.

May 12

Now Joel and Ron aren’t coming to the wedding, so I’ve pretty much alienated my entire family. They say Molly’s making a fool out of me by having DeShawn replace Joel as my best man. I told Joel to talk to DeShawn if he has a problem with it, and he shut up right quick. The dumbass learned his lesson a few months ago when he tried to tell DeShawn to stop embarrassing the family by being so open about his affair with Molly. I learned the same lesson after Molly brought her boyfriend home for the first time and I was stupid enough to protest. The lesson? You don’t question DeShawn.

May 24

DeShawn has changed the wedding vows. It’s already written that I will promise to obey Molly, but DeShawn added the phrase “and I will obey DeShawn as well.” Then, since this will be a “poly wedding,” DeShawn is going to say a few words, pledging to love and honor Molly until death do they part. The magistrate Molly chose is quite progressive and when she ran the new vows past him, he said they’re great. The ceremony is going to be embarrassing as hell, but the whole wedding’s going to be a fucking nightmare anyway. I’ve made up my mind: I’m going to just square my shoulders and get through it, because when it’s all over Molly will be my bride. I can’t wait. She’s in love with another man but I don’t care. She’ll be my wife, and that means everything to me.
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2023.06.01 13:17 AlexWayhill Neutered cat keeps on yelling

Meow, folks,
I am the happy host of 2 male cats that I adopted about 3 years ago, they should now be around 3.5 years. The two had been found in the desert of Dubai, at the age of around 6 months, close to a busy highway. After a long way, they arrived in Germany and waited for adoption, I was so lucky to be the one to finally take them home. The two are brothers, but have a very different personality:
While Merry is a laid-back cat, who enjoys belly rubs, a little bit of hunting and who generally chills a lot, Pippin is always in a hurry and has problems to ever sit in one place for longer than a minute. His head and entire body are more slim than Merry's, it seems, he might have been the smallest one in the cat litter and might have a slight maldevelopment, at least that's what I guess and my vet also agreed with.
Pippin keeps on yelling, at walls, doors, the open air. He yells at the neighbors when he is on the balcony. In the morning he makes sure we won't sleep longer than 5:30 AM. I will never give him away for anything, but it seriously gets on our nerves. I wouldn't say there is a reason for his screaming, as he has plenty of space, there are several walkways and sleeping places available, food and water is available, he gets a lot of attention from us and is never alone, as his brother cuddles a lot with him and vice versa. Only thing is, that he can't go outside, as we live in the second story of an apartment building and couldn't mount a ladder or something comparable onto the balcony. if it is of any relevance, his race is Arabian Mau.
Is anyone in a comparable situation or has an idea what to try?
Purr and out :-)
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Buddhist temple
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glass bridge
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World Peace Pagoda
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