Hello again,
You know what they say, persistence is key. You already know; new timestamps, new photos, and a new addition. Prices will remain the same since they are pretty well below market price (aside from the instax cartridges which are fixed, they will adjusted accordingly with the printer). Again, I'll always pay for shipping.
Older post: https://www.reddit.com/photomarket/comments/13way9n/s_usaca_minolta_cle_mrokkor_40mm_f2_fujifilm_xh1/
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Minolta CLE with 40mm f2 M-rokkor (LOCAL PENDING) (Yeah still :/ )	Body: 8.5/10. Chipping near the branding. Clean inside. /Lens: 9.0/10. Clean, no fungus, very minimal dust, some signs of use.	Case, batteries, and 1 roll Superia 400 (only with camera body)	$935 bundled
Fujifilm XF 10-24mm f4 R OIS (v1)	9.5/10. Clean, no fungus, no dust, minimal signs of wear.	Filter, caps, and Urth ND1000 filter	$375
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Found out how to look at the chart on mobile but I'll still include this in case: https://imgur.com/a/2UK0cOa
Please don't hesitate to ask questions. Also, I am still looking for an X-Pro 2. I won't trade but please let me know if you got one. Thanks for looking.

Here’s the proof: https://www.setlist.fm/stats/prince-13d6b9ed.html
Specify which songs in the comments.
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1. Purple Rain
2. Kiss
3. Let’s Go Crazy
4. 1999
5. Little Red Corvette
6. Take Me With U
7. Controversy
8. When Doves Cry
9. Raspberry Beret
10. Baby I’m a Star
11. Do Me, Baby
12. Nothing Compares 2 U
13. U Got the Look
14. Delirious
15. The Beautiful Ones
16. I Would Die 4 U
17. Let’s Work
18. Sign o' the Times
19. Housequake
20. Adore
21. Cream
22. A Love Bizarre
23. Alphabet St.
24. How Come U Don’t Call Me Anymore?
25. If I Was Your Girlfriend

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Yesterday I had multiple people ask me to post this, and their comment has 552 likes at the time of me writing this, so I have spent the last day and a half editing, and adding information so it's up to standard. Overall, it has taken me close to a week to make. It probably isn't perfect, but I will edit it if I notice any mistakes. I hope you enjoy ❤
I would like to start this off by saying that this is an incredibly long write-up. This case spans 54 years, and this write-up is over 8650 words long, and is in fact so long that it exceeded the character limit, forcing me to make 2 parts. u/that1guywiththehat has already covered this case, and their write-up is much shorter. I will link it here, and you can check it out if you'd like. They did a fantastic job. 😊
https://www.reddit.com/UnresolvedMysteries/comments/g3wqcc/after_18yearold_annette_craver_vail_vanishes/
Secondly, this write-up borrows EXTENSIVELY from "Gone," a 35,500 word book about the life and crimes of Felix Vail. It contains information that you simply cannot find anywhere else, and I'd estimate that around 80% of this write-up uses it's information. While it's extremely long, being over 4 times the length of this write-up, it is well worth the read. I will also link it here so you can check it out if you'd like.
https://www.clarionledger.com/story/news/local/felixvailgone/2016/12/29/felix-vail-gone-one-wife-dead-two-other-missing-jerry-mitchell/95895894/
Now with that out of the way...

PART 1:

MARY HORTON:

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Born on the 16th of February 1940 to Floyd and Lillie Horton, Mary was popular, beautiful, and well liked. She became homecoming queen at Eunice High School and wrote for the school newspaper. After graduating she began attending McNeese State University where she was so popular that all 5 sororities invited her to join. She eventually chose Chi Omega.
https://www.clarionledger.com/gcdn/-mm-/d313713be82928fb5c54a52348e9f0b6fbe9ca88/c=0-232-3288-4617/local/-/media/2016/12/27/JacksonMS/JacksonMS/636184665129485321-mary-horton-0001.jpg?width=300&height=401&fit=crop&format=pjpg&auto=webp(Mary Horton from 1957, as Eunice High School homecoming queen.)
A FATEFUL ENCOUNTER
In 1960 she began dating William Felix Vail Sr, who goes by Felix. He was 6’, slender and in the words of another sorority girl “looked like he’d been touched by heaven.” In her diaries and messages to friends, Mary spoke of being happy and excited. However, not everything was sunshine and rainbows for the young couple.
On June 20th, 1960, Mary confided in a friend “I really do love Felix, but I don’t think that I like him anymore. He really is sweet, but we don’t see eye to eye on things.” She requested that a friend set her up on a date with another man in the hopes that Felix would leave her.
In response to this date, he came to Mary saying he suffered from a disease. She asked what disease he had. He meant Mary.
The 2 had a conversation that Mary described as ‘Felix doing all the talking, and her just listening.’ He told her that he had changed, and she said that she had too.
The 2 began dating again, but Mary continued to see other people. She attended a house party with Kelley McFarland, who afterwards heard that Vail was so angry he ‘wanted to kill him.’ McFarland tracked him down, eventually meeting him in dark woods. The 2 exchanged no blows, and they went their separate ways.
After this incident, Mary described herself as “miserable” and Felix as “jealous”, although she reiterated her love for him. There was reportedly an incident at a pool party where Felix “walked up to Mary and just slapped the heck out of her,” according to Mary’s high school boyfriend Leonard Matt.
Despite everything, Mary continued to defend him, calling him a “wonderful person.”
THE MARRIAGE
On July 1, 1961, in Eunice, Louisiana, Mary Horton and Felix Vail got married.
https://www.clarionledger.com/gcdn/-mm-/3a212b032aef874dfc60297c45f3a63946f5aeee/c=0-304-1765-2658/local/-/media/2016/12/28/JacksonMS/JacksonMS/636185193505145184-1022maryhorton003.JPG?width=300&height=401&fit=crop&format=pjpg&auto=webp(Mary Horton in her wedding dress, July 1st, 1961.)
In the fall of that year, Mary began her job as a second-grade teacher at Moss Bluff Elementary School. That December, she found out she was pregnant. Another teacher, Myrtis Quinilty said Felix didn’t want a child.
Her sister-in-law, Sue Jordan, told Mary the only reason Vail believed she wanted to get married was to have a baby, and not because of him. Mary blamed herself, saying “I can see, looking back, from many things I said how they could have been misunderstood.” Mary insisted that the couple were happy but did comment on how unattractive she felt while pregnant, a sentiment that Felix shared.
On their anniversary, Mary gave birth to William Felix Vail Jr, who they called Bill.
https://www.clarionledger.com/gcdn/-mm-/c701d4cdc0e5ff127e79b575a1c137adfa57d585/c=0-0-180-240/local/-/media/2016/12/28/JacksonMS/JacksonMS/636185195986996911-TCLBrd-08-11-2016-ClarionLedger-1-A001-2016-08-10-IMG-636047953682196834-M-1-1-G0FAJ00I-L860703094-IMG-636047953682196834-M-1-1-G0FAJ00I.jpg?width=180&height=240&fit=crop&format=pjpg&auto=webp (Mary holding Bill in 1962)
Within a month, Mary suspected that she may be pregnant again. At this time, strange things began to happen in the couple’s apartment. One morning, the couple awoke to find their front door had been removed from its hinges. Another time, they found the front door of their apartment wide open. Nothing was stolen.
Mary began receiving threatening calls. The couple concluded that whoever was calling must be watching them because the caller only ever did it when Felix wasn’t home.
Mary spoke with her mother about divorcing Felix. Her mother, a devout Catholic, urged her daughter to stay and work things out. It would be a fatal mistake.
MARY'S DEATH
On October 28th, 1962, at 7:30pm, Felix Vail drove up to Shell Beach saying that his wife had fallen in the water of the Calcasieu River while they were running trot lines. It took 2 days to find her body, close to where Vail had said she disappeared.
Her funeral was held on October 31st. Vail never paid a cent for it.
On November 4th deputies arrested Vail at work, hauling him to jail and questioning him. He refused to take a lie detector test. The coroner ruled Mary’s death an “accidental drowning,” a sentiment not shared by the officers who found her body, or the community at large. Days later, Vail was released without charge, as the D.A declined to prosecute.
Months later, he picked up his son, Bill, from the Louisiana home of his late wife’s aunt and headed for Mississippi. According to Bill years later, Vail told him that he and Mary were out fishing, that a boat had come by and caused a big wave and knocked her out of the boat. Mary didn’t know how to swim, had no life jacket (despite being afraid of water) and so immediately sank and drowned. He said he had almost died trying to rescue her.
I will go further in depth into Mary’s death further down this write-up when I go through the investigation that followed, decades later. There are more details that I will cover there.
ROBIN SINCLAIR:
In this section I will cover his relationship with a girlfriend between the murders of Mary Horton and Sharon Hensley. Vail was a full-time scumbag and I want to illustrate that, as well as show some of the other lives he’s impacted, and other people he’s hurt. I will be covering multiple instances like this one. If you only want to read about the 3 murder victims, feel free to scroll down, I have them clearly marked for convenience.
AN 11 YEAR AGE GAP AND A DEAD-BEAT DAD
In 1967, Vail met a 17-year-old Robin Sinclair at a bus stop in San Diego. (Vail would have been 28 at this time. Large age gaps will be a theme in this write up.) She was spending the summer there with her sister, and the 2 began dating. When summer break ended, she left without him, returning home to San Francisco.
In October of 1968 while attending an Iron Butterflies concert, Vail appeared again. Sinclair took it as a sign that the 2 belonged together. He had his young son Bill, and the 3 bounced from place to place together. Sinclair would later describe how Bill was poorly looked after, neglected and that Vail would even give the young boy drugs. Bill would later recount his father giving him LSD as a child.
While watching over another couple’s home during the Christmas holidays, she learned she was pregnant and shared the news with Vail. He said, “Well, I don’t think you’re emotionally stable enough to handle the pregnancy.” The next morning, Vail and his young son had vanished. A friend told Sinclair that he went back to Mississippi, that it was time for his son to go to school and that he didn’t want to be with her.
Heartbroken, Sinclair would move in with her parents. In August of 1969 she gave birth to her daughter, who she named Simone. She wrote Vail an angry letter, and 2 months later he showed up on her doorstep. She told him to leave, and that she never wanted to see him again. She never did.

SHARON HENSLEY:

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Sharon Hensley was born on December 20th, 1948. Growing up in the state capital of Bismarck, North Dakota, she dated football players and belonged to the high school’s 'Demonettes', an award-winning dance team founded by a former Rockette.
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT-drYY1YZjqadja6gpHI_j8-zHNTiww7XDLwZ3pq-m&s
(A photo of Sharon Hensley.)
She graduated in 1966, and attended Bismarck Junior College, where she took classes in dance and acting, performing in a play with her older brother, Frank.
In 1967, aged 19, Sharon discovered she was pregnant. Wanting to escape her hometown, she followed her brother Frank and other classmates to San Francisco. After arriving, she stayed in a home for single mothers, where she gave birth to a girl she named “Cherry” after the popular Neil Diamond song. She told friends she wanted to keep the child but was unable to. Two years after leaving for California, Sharon was in jail and her mother, Peggy, headed there with a $5,000 cashier’s check to bail her out. When she returned, Sharon wasn’t with her.
“She said she had lost her daughter,” her younger brother Brian would later say. “She cried almost every night. She was never the same after that.”
MEETING VAIL
While house-sitting in a high-rise apartment, Vail would meet his future girlfriend, Sharon. She was 20, and attractive, having even modeled in her teens. They became friends, and then started a relationship despite the 10-year age gap.
While hitchhiking across California, Vail would confess to Hensley that he had killed Mary, something his son Bill overheard. Because of this, Bill would later go to the police to report his own father for murder. The police at first didn’t believe Bill, but after camping out on the front steps, one detective listened. He told the detective that he was hungry, tired of using the drugs his father gave him, that he wanted to go back to school, live like other kids, and that he had overheard his father admit to killing his mother.
At a beach along the Merced River, police found his father and Hensley, carrying a bag of LSD capsules. Police charged the couple with LSD possession and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Vail received a six-month jail sentence, plus three years’ probation, after pleading guilty to a lesser charge of LSD possession.
California police shared their information with Louisiana authorities. Once again, the district attorney in Lake Charles once again passed on prosecuting Vail for murder. Another fatal mistake.
Bill returned to Mississippi to live with his grandparents, who then gained full custody. On January 23rd, 1971, Vail and Sharon showed up in the driveway. Bill thought Vail was there to kill him, and his grandmother had to reassure him that he was safe.
The father and son eventually sat down and had a talk. Vail told Bill that he didn’t blame him for the time he spent in prison, but instead blamed Sharon, which the young boy found strange because “she had nothing to do with it.”
The family wondered how the couple could even legally be in Mississippi if they were supposed to be on probation in California. They couldn’t. After a visit from the Sheriff, the 2 were smuggled out of town and given enough money to get back to the West Coast.
In the Summer of 1972, the couple appeared unannounced at Sharon’s childhood home in Bismarck. The more the family saw of the couple, the more horrified they became. Sharon wore a mini skirt with no panties and had armpit hair and leg hair "like a man." She had been losing weight and losing clumps of hair.
Her younger brother Brian said it felt like his sister had been brainwashed. If someone asked her a question, “either Felix would answer the question for her, or she would look at Felix while she was giving the answer.”
The couple left then North Dakota and traveled to Mississippi, where they stayed with Vail’s family. On the dairy farm the family owned, they helped paint the home. The couple also sunbathed in the nude, drawing the ire of neighbors.
Peggy Hensley received a telephone call from Sharon, who said she and Vail were heading to New Orleans and then to Miami to make pornographic films. She believed it was a cry for help as “what daughter tells her mother she’s going to do a porno?” Sharon’s parents wanted to travel down to get their daughter back but couldn’t. (The 2 did end up shooting pornographic scenes together, but I won’t get into any of that.)
In early 1973, Sharon called and talked of traveling to South America with Vail, where they would eat natural foods and write a book. It was the last conversation the family would ever have with her. Soon after, she would send her final letter. It contained a photo of her holding a pen, captioned “making travel notes.” It was the last picture ever taken of Sharon Hensley.
https://www.clarionledger.com/gcdn/-mm-/94195697544ea2e63b0b95e33a6de88a8b4f1e2b/c=0-50-399-276/local/-/media/2016/12/28/JacksonMS/JacksonMS/636185487179588030-Sharon-Hensley.jpg?width=399&height=226&fit=crop&format=pjpg&auto=webp(The last photo ever taken of Sharon.)
THE DISAPPEARANCE
In March of 1974, Peggy received a letter from Vail, claiming he was in West Florida. He wrote that he last saw Sharon about a year before in Key West, with an Australian couple that was traveling around the world. All he recalled was the first names of the couple (John and Vanessa), who were talking with Sharon about “island hopping around South America, the West Indies, --- Hawaii for a while, maybe a couple of years in the Philippines, then India, Egypt and the Mediterranean islands and coasts. I don’t know which of these (if any) they decided on or in what order.” Peggy didn't believe a word of it.
In the fall of 1975, Vail’s mother wrote to the Hensley family, saying that her son was surprised the family hadn’t heard from Sharon during that time. Interestingly, Vail told his mother the names of the couple that Sharon left with were Frank and Sally, different names than he had given a year earlier. Vail explained to his mother that before Sharon left, she had burned all her identification cards, got new IDs, and declared that she would become a completely different person.
Bill recalled his father mentioning Sharon. “He said she would never bother anyone ever again.” The words upset Bill, who believed his father had just confessed to another murder. “There was not a soul I could tell about it because I had had my experience in court when I was 8, no one would believe me. It would be my word against his, and no one would believe a 13-year-old.”
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SHARON CAMPBELL:
I want to talk about this relationship because of the egregious age difference. For reference, Campbell is only 4 years older than Vail’s son.
While riding a bus to north Mississippi in 1975, Vail sat next to 17-year-old Sharon Campbell. Despite being literally twice her age, he commented on how fit she looked, saying "he needed someone like her to keep him fit." In spite of this, she felt flattered and shared her telephone number with him. Not long after she got home, Vail appeared in a yellow Volkswagen bug.
Vail said he wanted Campbell to travel with him, and she told him the only way her parents would allow it was if they got married.
On July 24, 1975, they did, honeymooning in Gulf Shores, Alabama.
In court years later, she would tell prosecutors that they never consummated the marriage because “he was unable to obtain an erection.” (This isn’t relevant, I just wanted to include it out of spite because fuck this guy.)
Several weeks later, she went with Vail to visit his relatives in Louisiana. There, she said a niece told her, “You probably need to know that he killed his first wife --- they arrested him. We all believed that he did it, he drowned her out of a boat.”
Campbell didn't believe them, telling herself that he would be in prison if he was a murderer. But as the months passed by, she concluded that he “had no value in the female gender,” and that “he hated women.”
She later traveled with Vail to his parents’ home in Montpelier. While there, he was outdoors working on the Volkswagen and Campbell walked closer without him noticing. He opened a compartment, and she said she saw “sinister, surgical looking saws of all shapes and sizes in a neat formation.” To her, the sight screamed evil. “It scared me. I said, ‘I’m not going anywhere with you.’” She left, annulled the marriage, and never looked back. It was likely the best decision she ever made.
After the divorce he would marry a woman named Carolyn in 1977. The relationship would end after he cheated on her with a woman named Alexandra Christianson during a double date. When Carolyn called Vail’s mother and asked her if the behavior surprised her, she simply replied “no.”
After being served the divorce papers, Vail smashed his car into her MGB Sports Car. A month later he would call her saying “I love you.” She did not reciprocate. She would later describe Vail as “mentally deranged.”
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ALEXANDRA CHRISTIANSON:
Alexandra is the woman Vail cheated on Carolyn with. She eventually got married to him in Mexico after he officially divorced Carolyn. Not long after their marriage, she heard that Vail was cheating on her.
After a motorcycle accident, he came to rest up at her condo in Costa Mesa, where she confronted him about the cheating. He reportedly got agitated and said, “you know my first wife died.” When she replied saying he’d told her she drowned, Vail shot back “I could have saved her, but I chose not to.”
After telling him to leave, she went to have a shower. While in the shower, Vail attacked her, wrapping his hands around her neck. Hearing her screams, Alexandra’s young brother came in, grabbing Vail and forcing him to the ground. Vail then left.
Soon after this, she found out she was pregnant. The child was still-born, and Alexandra was heart-broken. She would later lead important investigators to witnesses that were used in Vail's eventual trial.
In part 2, I will cover Vail's final victim Annette Craver, and the lengths her mother went to to finally secure justice.
Here is Part 2:
MY SOURCES:
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/8284?nav
https://charleyproject.org/case/annette-michelle-craver-vail
https://www.clarionledger.com/story/news/local/felixvailgone/2016/12/29/felix-vail-gone-one-wife-dead-two-other-missing-jerry-mitchell/95895894/
https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/5796622/mary-elizabeth-vail
https://charleyproject.org/case/sharon-hensley
https://www.namus.gov/MissingPersons/Case#/20525?nav

I’ve been a Westjet flyer for many years and I’ve usually had positive experiences with the airline. I’ve spent many thousands of dollars on westjet services and I regularly use my Westjet MasterCard for benefits. However, an experience today has left me questioning the value of whether I should use Westjet airlines moving forward. Here is what happened.
I booked a ticket for my 11 year old son and his 13 year old sister. After I booked it, their mother and I decided that although our older sister can accompany her younger brother as an adult, it would be a good idea to enrol him in the unaccompanied minor program anyway as an extra precaution to help them find their gate and baggage.
I filled out the form for the unaccompanied minor program and indicated that I had already made a booking. Their team emailed me and informed me that I had reversed the steps required to enrol him, and that I would first need to cancel the booking, submit the form, and rebook everything. The problem I had with doing this was that the difference in airfare between when I initially booked it and when I filled the form out was nearly $300 on top of what the unaccompanied minor program fees would be. We exchanged a couple more emails but the care team was not willing to help me. I called Westjet today to try and sort it all out with the special care team and was treated very poorly. The employee I spoke with told me in no uncertain terms that it was all my fault, I should have read the terms and conditions more closely, and that I would be on the hook for all the fees. I tried to be understanding and requested that perhaps I could be offered a voucher or credit for the difference in airfare, but he was quite rude and belligerent and refused to be of any help at all.
I would like you take a moment and ask yourselves if this is fair. Objectively, it does not make sense that a simple reversal in steps should penalize me so steeply. Just because I booked before filling out the form instead of filling out the form before booking does not warrant such mistreatment. I understand that there are procedures in place to streamline services, but such stonewalling without any flexibility at all is quite shocking to me. I would also like to point out that he was approved as an unaccompanied minor less than one year ago. I realize that a new form must be filled out for every trip as a matter of procedure, but I’m just pointing out how absurd the whole thing is when you step back and look at it objectively. I’m basically being fined $300 for booking a ticket before filling out a form.
Terrible. I would not recommend the unaccompanied minor program to anyone with children, and I would not characterize Westjet as an airline that is friendly or helpful when it comes to simple mixups such as this. Everyone I spoke to about it was very condescending. I sent an email to [email protected] to air my grievance.
Rant over.

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She boldly came right up to me as I was having lunch alone to ask if she could join me. It was so cool of her to be so brave! She lives hundreds of miles away & the pandemic has made it a pain to get together but we keep in touch. Wishing you a beautiful spring, beautiful friend! u/YuletideWitch Thank you for the adorable vintage Disney World postcard! I’m so sad you shot yourself in the head…I shouldn’t have given that to you as an option for the Macarena prompt. But I shall remember your bravery in the face of dance adversity forevermore! Haha, thank you for indulging me with the silly prompt :) u/royalewithtees Thanks for the awesome “Breaking Bad” postcard - I didn’t know that cool fact about the 62nd element…so awesome!!! Happy to have met someone who has awesome taste in shows like me hahahaha!!! And I LOVE the cool BB decorative stamp!!! Thank you!! u/mickey_is_bored Thank you so much to you & your sweet friends for cheering on complete strangers!!! I wish that back in college, I had the type of friend you & your pals are for carding crafternoons! So precious. Thinking of you & your friend & sending lots of healing vibes. Thanks for spreading cheer :) u/hato_mailing Thank you for the sweet wax seals on the lovely barnacle goose postcard - love the Denmark bird stamp embellishment! u/elliearbus Thank you so much for this AWESOME handmade watercolor card - you are so insanely talented!!! I love it!!!!! I’m a sucker for not only watercolor art, but illustrations of craft supplies so this card is absolutely a terrific treasure for me. It’s just adorable & brimming with energy! Thanks again. Wishing you endless joy as you create your wondrous watercolor work!! u/gillbhai x 2 I’m so happy & relieved I finally found you, my mystery sender! Thank you so much for both of the gorgeous floral cards in my favorite bright colors! The pinks, oranges, & blues are just so cheery & happy! I also love the book rec & the Sharif poetry you wonderfully shared with me. I’ll have to read & re-read it to truly understand all the layers as you & Sharif are so amazingly deep! I would highly recommend the historical fiction book “A Gentleman in Moscow” by Amor Towles. It’s the best book I’ve read in many years. Wishing you joyous reads & a peaceful rest of 2023. Thank you so much for brightening my day with your lovely thoughts & beautiful cards!! u/RoxanneBarton Thanks for the beautifully-illustrated pen & pencils “Snail Mail Club” postcard - I’m obsessed with illustrated cards & love it so much!!! I have to catch up with SG films too. LOVE your pretty handwriting! =) Wishing you fragrant bouquets of lilacs this spring, sweet friend. u/purpleteasoul x 2 Thanks for the sweet purple floral thank you card - it was my pleasure to send you birthday mail! Thanks also “Welcome book lover…” postcard! Hahaha yes you’re right, I read your postcard from my little nook at the library! Wishing you the best of reads!! u/littlehoneybeebuzz Thanks for the romantic Paris postcard! I love to read in dreary weather. Wishing you sunny skies this spring! =) u/brittybear94 x 2 How cute you are is so apparent from your extraordinarily cute mail!! Thanks so much for the fun RAoC b-day wishes!! I’m madly in LOVE with the cuuuutest little Peanuts “Nuts About You” card, the adorable Cookie Monster sticker, & the incredibly festive colorful RAoC personalized rainbow mail sticker…SO SO cuuute!! Even the envelope was decorated in one thing - CUTE. Thanks for gracing my mailbox with such pretty things!!! =) Wishing you the crunchiest & chewiest of chocolate chip cookies, my cute friend!!! u/Jane_Q Thanks for the lovely illustrated postcard of the Field Tulips in Holland! Even lovelier - how much you wrote on the back of the postcard! OMG my southern sensibilities woulda been smacked too had I gone through the nonsense you described! WTH?!? As Jerry Maguire would say, “These fish have manners.” Seriously whack!! But I was so happy you shared, thank you! Wishing you zero car issues so you never have to deal with mannerless buffoons ever again hahaha! u/OkayFlan Thanks for the sweet “I am Grateful” postcard - I sure am grateful to have met you here & hope you’re having tons of fun with all your cool new card tech supplies! u/falloutboy01 Thank you for the awesome handmade Easter card - the cutout with the hidden lime green layer is sooooo creative & pretty!!! I’m guessing you used Cricut - wow. The effect is amazing.The colors you used complement each other so well, especially for spring! Thanks also for the adorable stickers. Wishing you a splendid spring, kind friend!! u/sunfireninety9 - Thank you for the beautiful Asian art illustration postcard! I LOVE all the neat stamps you used on the card. Wow, that is so neat about the 1991 vintage rose stamp! I’m so sorry to learn the glue tasted icky - but you made so many people happy (including me) with your kind happy mail lol! Wishing you tastier stamps next time haha, maybe cupcake flavored ones? ;) u/feellikebeingajerk x 4 Thanks for the sweet handmade St. Patrick’s Day wishes & the cool President’s Day postcard of Monticello! It’s cool to appreciate our history & I’m glad you’re able to see historical figures through multiple lenses. I’m crazy about the pretty spring-y washi tape you used. Wishing you lots of pretty weather & sunny smiles this spring! THANKS a million for the awesome raspberry pie card & the throwback Holly Hobbie beauty (apologies no pics of these 2 sweeties - they’re elsewhere at the time I’m submitting this) - both of these sweeeeet cards made my day!!!! u/Soleiletta Thank you for the fabulous card from Wednesday Addams - you totally channeled her so awesomely! You should write for the show!! =) I loved the cute Tarot stickers you used to decorate the card. And that handwriting - it’s just glorious!!! It’s somehow both modern & vintage too?!?? Just gorgeous! Thank you for sharing your fun prompt creativity with me. =) u/1398_days Thank you for the pretty pastel thank you card!!! It was my absolute pleasure to think of you on your birthday & I’m so touched it cheered you up! Your kind thank you card lifted my spirits & made me feel super happy! It’s so bright & colorful - just my fave color palette! I sure hope you’ve been having cheerful days since your birthday & that you will remind me when it’s your big day next year for more birthday greetings!! =) u/somedrawer Thanks for the adorable doggie Easter card! Such fun stamps & washi decorations on the card - the baked confectionaries washi is sooo delicious! Love the positive affirmation you wrote: “I am capable of creating positive change in the world.” So uplifting! Here’s one for you: “I am a creator. I create my reality.” u/its_top_secret x 2 Thank you for the sweet Seigensha postcard! And I love your spirit - you wanting to dance no matter what is so inspiring! I also love your willingness to be brave & embellish when no one is watching hahaha! Thank you for the vintage-y shrine postcard with your beautiful handwriting! Love how you would have searched for legendary figures if you had the chance to time travel. =) Wishing you a happy future & past too if you dare to explore haha! u/aepeyc Thank you for the sweet Saint Patrick’s Day greetings with the pretty feather! Wishing you lots of luck not just on the 17th of each year, but each day as well. :) u/missnettiemoore Thank you so much for this GORGEOUS cartoon Saint Patrick’s Day card!!! The sweet smiling critters are so charming!!! I also love the fun fact you wrote: “The odds in finding a 4-leaf clover are about 1 in 10,000.” I had no idea - that’s so mindblowing!!! Thank you for brightening my day with your sweet card. Wishing you a breezy, beautiful spring & that you chance across those rare 4 leaf clovers for lots of luck! =) u/FollowingTheBeat You had me at the exquisite envelope decorated with your precious handmade cherry blossom tree! So pretty. I’m terrible at drawing trees so I’m especially excited by your talent. But that was just the appetizer. I’m in love with this gorgeous pink-themed floral feast of a card!!! Thank you! This card instantly makes me happy with all the bright colors & the pretty sticker you used to decorate it. This card is soooo beautiful, & so are you for including such sweet spring wishes for so many lovely things, including “beauty”! What an awesome wish. Wishing you a spring full of the same love & beautiful birds that serenade you & make you smile! u/RayneKitten Thank you so much for the beautiful postcard to color - it’ll be a joy! I also love the quote. I appreciate your kindness! Wishing you lots of masterpieces! u/PM_me_oak_trees Thank you for the *hilarious* April Fool’s Day card - the teaching English quip is priceless hahaha!!! I also love the awesome motivational quotes & funny jokes you wrote. OMG “I was going to write a time-travel joke, but you did not like it” - rahahahahahahaha! I’m so stealing that one! I really appreciated your creativity in sending “junk mail” - what a neato thing to do! Hope you had a beautiful April Fool’s Day - thanks for making mine special! u/FancyBeadedPlacemat Thank you so much for the potato postcard! I was laughing when I received it because I only tagged potato pals & didn’t request one since merely *looking* at potatoes makes me gain weight LOL! But I was so glad you sent it to me because I had no idea about the fun history fact!!! That’s so cool that Marie Antoinette would wear potato blossoms in her hair!!! So thank you for sharing that awesome historical gem with me!!! u/wabisabi_sf Thank you so much for this perfect postcard TREAT of Julia Child along with the fun facts about her life! It’s just a postcard dream as far as postcards go. I’m nuts for fun illustrations so this is a real treasure. I also love the fun vintage stamps you used. Thanks so much for thinking of me with your wonderful offer & for making me giddy by picking me to receive this scrumptious postcard!! =) u/orangewolpertinger x 2 Thank you for the absolutely precious homemade cards!!!! The cuuuute pink kawaii candy themed card just made me melt!!! I love the combo of black & pink colors along with the pink & red themed scrapbook paper! The fox Saint Patrick’s Day card is soooo adorable too! Love the fun stickers you used to decorate the card! I also love & appreciate the kind stamps you included. You’re also so cute to take that Squishmallow personality quiz hahaha! So you’re Hans the Hedgehog? Although I agree that Hans is cute, he doesn’t hold up a cute candle compared to you & your endless card love!!! Thank you so much for these sweet treats!!! Wishing you lots of love & joy! u/Bowies-solid-speech x 2 I’m so happy I found you, my fabulous obituary mystery sender!!!! I even tried looking for you with a search for “obituary” on Reddit but didn’t find any relevant hits…Reddit is so goofy. I loved your creative, thoughtful obituary so much! You have such a fun brain - thank you for brightening my day with the fake obit hahaha! Your creativity is so very charming!!! I also admired how eager you were to write in depth! I also LOVE the adorable postcard of the critter looking at himself in the mirror. Thank you! The pastel colors & illustration are awesome! I was drawn to it because of one of my favorite Kabir quotes: “But if a mirror ever makes you sad, you should know that it does not know you.” Wishing you lots of joy as you check your beautiful self out in the mirror!! u/Slavkan12 THANK you so much for this gorgeous handmade “Dream Space” postcard that’s so bright & bouncy with the gorgeous array of blooming plants!!! It’s so pretty & makes me ache to have my own “Dream Space”!!! I love how you upcycled the calendar to create it. So cool & creative. But the front of the card isn’t where the magic ends - WOW!! I was **blown away** by your amazing illustration inside the card with the stunning self-portrait & the pretty pink & green plant!!! Your art skills are sublime! I love all the colors you used (such pretty pink hair & I love the color of your shirt). I wish so much I could draw like you but am grateful that even though I can’t, I’m a lucky recipient of this super cool gift!!!! I also love all the festive stickers you included & how you decorated the envelope with the unique bird/owl stickers. =) Thank you so much for this magnificent, magical mail! Wishing you lots of success in your art & beyond, kind friend! u/jules_abroad How did you do it? Never before your gorgeous card would I have ever thought I would have called a card with toilet paper & poop on it “gorgeous”. But that’s what you did with your INSANE TALENT & ADORABLE poop & tp handmade wacky wonderful card!!! I’m honestly in awe even though poop & tp usually make me wanna throw up! I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH hahaha! Thank you for brightening my day with poop of all things! I’m including a highlighted picture of it with the link above. ;) I wish I could draw & watercolor like you do…this is so going in a frame in my future dream home bathroom!! =) Wishing you the softest, squishiest, most cloud-like tp ever, sweet friend!

Hi I’ve been trying to find my medical records for my adhd back when I was getting treated for it as a kid. I’ve looked everywhere called all the places I can to find my records but have had no luck idk if the practice has been closed or not. Is there any way I can find these records online? Can I make a appointment with a psychiatrist near me and see if he can get them for me? I need these records so I can enlist in the military. Thanks if answered.

Is it me or is there something magical about Paris. Really beautiful. The food, language and people. Just something special about it. Now I understand what Humphrey Bogart said to Ingrid Bergman at the end of Capablanca. We'll always have Paris! Xx

My ex is away on holiday with her mate and she is constantly posting hot sexy bikini photos. Man I miss her curly hair and her beautiful body but man I miss her heart and soul.
It saddens me that she is getting attention on social media from other men and it saddens me that she is getting validated by other men too. Really missing her this evening.

I've been writing down my dreams in an app called Dream Catcher. The dream I had last night seems connected to one I had last July.
Now this is probably going to be a lot to read but quite a few of these details are replicated in the more recent dream so I feel that they're worth mentioning.
The dream that I had last July started with me playing a video game on the Wii U (which makes sense as that was my main game system back in middle school) Then eventually it shifted so that I was in the backseat of my parents car playing the same game (the Wii U is not portable but I digress)
I looked up at the windshield and saw a beautiful girl walking by who was remarkably slender in appearance.
My dad was holding up a DS like a phone and said that I have to reach level 36 to be able to talk with this person.
Then I was sitting outside at a bus stop and that girl asked me if I'd heard of this band which both was and wasn't the Beatles (you know how dreams tend to be)
So we talked about that band for a while and at some point I ended up in a room that looks like the basement that I had fallen asleep in in real life. around this time I was staying at my aunt and uncle's house and sleeping in their basement on a couch that had a big window behind it.
The girl was sitting beside me on the couch instead of the bus stop, she was showing me this phone game via a screen on the wall that looked like a projector screen but with nothing projecting it. She said that you can unlock songs by that band by playing through this game.
The game was one of those ones where you raise a little pet animal, in this case it was a cutesy raccoon.
She told me I needed to unlock something for her. (Something in my head was telling me that I needed to unlock her in this game so she could stay with me)
She looked like an average girl my age and was very beautiful and cute
At some point I went to open the blinds above the couch and the girl started to panic and asked "why are you doing that?"
I said "just to make sure you're not imaginary", she looked sad, disappointed, like what I just said confirmed that none of this was going to work out in their favor.
I opened the blinds and there was nothing but bright white light, which didn't look abnormal or anything, I feel like I've kind of seen that before in real life. She said "what if I am imaginary?"
I said "are you?" she kind of ashamedly nodded yes,
I said "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" "I can still play the game, I can get to your level"
She said "no, don't, it's over now" At this point I was on the couch beside her and she leaned in to give me a hug.
The whole room was fading to white as if it were the end of a flashback in a movie.
Then I found myself walking back into the room, and she was sitting on the other side of the couch where I was and there's a new girl sitting where she used to sit,
my girl didn't want to fully acknowledge me but kind of looked over with a glance that conveyed
"I don't want to talk to you"
Like she was mad at me for what I did.
the other girl was probably aware that something happened between me and the first girl due to her acting similarly, They looked over at each other,
My girl said "just go, you don't belong here" as the dream was fading to white and I could feel myself waking up I said:
"I'm sorry it had to be this way".
So that was just the first dream that I had a while ago, the one that I just had last night went like this:
This dream also started with me playing the Wii U, both times it was a Super Mario game
A lot of the earlier part of the dream is pretty fuzzy but at some point I ended up walking with that same girl through her neighborhood at night, which looks like it was close to my irl neighborhood but was in a spot where it couldn't exist in real life.
She was telling me about the different houses and said that one of them is where the Beastie boys lived
At this point when I was writing down this dream I started to describe the girl, and I happened to describe her as "remarkably slender" just as I did when I wrote down the first dream (without realizing that was how I previously described her)
I said she looked like an average girl my age but was very beautiful.
I can still picture her face.
Within the dream I couldn't remember where I'd met her. She kind of felt like a childhood friend that I'd recently reunited with. Within the dream I was actually intending on asking her how we had met.
At some point I think she realized that it was getting so late that she should go home. (I think that happened before this next part) A portion of the night sky opened up, well I guess it more looked it turned pink as if a movie projector was shining on it, and some character that I could only assume to be the girl's father appeared
I am retroactively picturing her father as the king of all Cosmos from the katamari games.
He said it is time (my child?) to return to the world of toys, a child's room where everything is a toy. (He really hammered in the point that they're all toys) my girl looked at me with eyes that conveyed that her secret was out.
(So it's worth noting that both of these dreams point out that this girl isn't real, because she was explicitly stated to be imaginary in the first one, then she was explicitly stated to be a living toy in the second one) ("living toy" in the Toy Story sense I guess, not like a robot)
We turned and walked towards her house. She explained that every morning she always has to go back to her world in which she's a toy.
When we got to her house it was kind of like one of those houses that used to be a camper and was converted into an actual house.
The girl said "I have to go back now" and walked through the screen door which I guess was some kind of a portal or barrier between the worlds, she literally walked through it without opening it.
I asked her if we could hug through the portal.
We both reached out to hug but I couldn't reach my arms through, but she could, so she hugged me very tightly and then said good bye.
That's the end of the dream.
While I was looking through that app where I have written down my dreams in I even found two other instances of meeting "some girl" in a dream, I hadn't even realized that until reading through them earlier today.
one was just an offhand mention that probably didn't mean anything.
And in the other dream her and I were both young kids, in a play center.
I don't know if it was the same imaginary girl in those two instances but they were worth mentioning nonetheless.
Could anyone figure out what's going on here?
Why do I keep having dreams about this same imaginary girl?
What could this mean / say about me?

Really enjoyed writing Ashe, but didn't like the title or how short it was and wanted to expand upon it. So I C/Ped the extremely short chapter here, made a lot changes, and resumed where I left off. So this is the new and official Chapter 1\. Changed the title too! Once this goes up, I might just delete* Ashe altogether we'll see. Until then, here's another for you guys. A proper chapter. Longer too. Back on the computer, so that's fun. Enjoy!*
Title subject to change!
Read Ashe here (unless it's gone lol): https://www.reddit.com/HFY/comments/13mkfre/comment/jkvjcro/?context=3
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The dead stare of a long-disintegrated child looked up at them. Remnants frozen in time as a monument of ruin to the wasteland before her. A lifeless, shattered. Echos of what used to be. It used to beautiful. Maybe in memory, it stays there. Isolated, but perfect. Perhaps, in another lifetime, they could have considered such a sight tragic.
But now? Now, it was simply a byproduct. One of many at that.
Oblivion wondered if it was a form of hypocrisy. To care for their own children, the ones they were responsible for feeding and caring for. The very same children who required the life-filling nutritional energy only essence, only Souls, could provide in sufficient quantity and quality. At least, until they found a long-term alternative. How then, was it fair, that they could stare into the monuments of ash and brimstone without remorse? To sleep well in the void of space as the killed world after world? To render galaxies extinct and universes as little more than drifting debris of dead space?
As it turned out, Oblivion didn't care to find the answer.
In truth, they didn't actually care to answer a question they'd already established an answer for. The thought experiment was simply that. An experiment. Something to do, at best. The attention upkeep for a Living Extinction class such as themself rarely warranted such self-scrutiny, but times could be dull, seeing as the bare minimum of effort that it took to kill planet after planet after planet bore no grief to their heart not any guilt over the lives violently ripped away.
"Yo." A voice cried out. In response, the bored decimator tilted their head up to see their one and only partner hovering above them, floating in the shattered sky just a few feet above. They wondered if it was weird to take note that their friend's feet were remarkably clean. "You okay?"
Oblivion nodded. Their eyes glazed back down at the ashen remains of the child. It's face frozen in fear, their dreams, hopes and ideas dashed away. All so that their own children could have dreams, hopes and ideas on their own. Cataclysm, their partner, drifted down next to the standing red-skinned killer. Both Soul Rippers stood side-by-side amidst a lifeless chunk of what used to be Callus II, a world once renowned for its natural beauty. Destroying it hadn't actual yielded much Soulfood, or essence, as it was already halfway evacuated before their arrival. But once they did arrive, escape was impossible, not that it stopped the local resistance from, well, resisting. No, the planet's destruction was intended to damage moral moreso than it was to yield any form of "economic" bounty. Not that it didn't of course, food was food afterall, but it was an already sparsely populated planet. Since it was strongly suggested that the destruction of Callus II would cause significant unrest, maybe even rebellion in the remaining population centers, Oblivion figured it only fair they do their duty. Hence, another byproduct of a looong list that kept expanding, unlikely to end anytime soon.
"We got new orders from the ladies up top. Wanna guess what?" Oblivion's head tilted up, eyes gleaming with a current of curiosity. She gestured with her hand towards the broken debris scattered about. Of a long-dead world around them.
Cataclysm smirked as she shook her head. "Nah, nothin' too crazy. Got something new this time." She paused. 'Word is... we got allies now. Real, honest folks that wanna, and get this, work with us this time around."
A frown creased the white-haired woman's features. She turned to look at her partner's increasingly grinning expression.
Oblivion asked the obvious question without words. Mute as she was, it'd taken some time for Cataclysm to get a proper read on her partner's flow with any accuracy. Maybe it was because she was one of the not-quite-insignificant few that carried whatever gene caused the highbreds to be amquadsinistrous instead of the standard amquaddextrious. Which, naturally, caused her childhood to be filled with more than a few hiccups when you're a part of a species that heralds 4 arms to 1 torso. But the challenge was welcomed. It allowed her to be the Soul Ripper she is today. Her upper-hand twirled its index finger into a speedy frenzy, purple Vydent energy streaming from the tip into a swirling tight ball barely half the size of her thumb. The casual level of control over her Vydent flow made Cataclysm's partner wonder if it was weird that they noticed that, in addition to her feet, their friend's nails were also very clean.
Oblivion, for her part, remained focused on the current revelation. Confused at their friend's wording more than anything. Vassals that chose submission, to forgo their freedom and independence and live as official dependence of the Highbred Collective was the standard play-by-play. The trade-off, of course, being that in exchange for willingly allowing oneself to live as, essentially, glorified cattle for food and breeding purposes for denizens the Highbred Collective, the said cattle, referred to as thralls, would be legally protected under relatively well-regulated supervision and oversight in order to protect both their privacy and livelihood. The Gyfolten Principle in particular ensured, under extremely strict law and application, that humane treatment be provided in abundance for all enthralled vassals, unless otherwise specified by the vassals themselves. It was one of the very few choices offered to any and all opposition they defeated, excluding special exceptions naturally. The decision to live was choice often preferred, typically over those whose only other option was watch hard-won territories be conquered, captured, destroyed or a mixture of all three.
That was the only form 'allies' her people took. For a species to be able enter an honest partnership with the highbred race was... nearly unheard of.
Only one race had ever managed such a feat, and they were long extinct. The white-haired decimator pointed as her own head in a clawing motion, its question clear.
"Nope, not enthrallment." Cataclysm responded, still grinning even when she popped the 'P'. "Like I said. Full on allyship. Partners even!" The excitement in her voice was evident. Almost infectious. Oblivion's frown only deepened, confusion warring with contemplation before her eyes suddenly widened as the realization hit her. Cataclysm took the moment to mentally pat herself on the back for being able to translate the powerful mute's particular form of communication.
"Yep. There it is. It's aaaallll over your face BeeBee. No thralls, no vassals, no crazy shit. We got ourselves real volunteers this time around. People who wanna actually negotiate and even talk with us. Heh, three guesses as to who just got sattled to provide 'security' for the upcoming 'diplomatic mission'." She used air-quotes. "And the first two don't count."
Oblivion blinked.
Somehow, her partner's smile split her face even wider, a dance of mischievousness flashed through her glowing purple beacons. She slowly started to rise higher into the ruined sky moments later.
"Well! Guess you'll just have to fiiiind out when we get there. Planet we're going to is called 'Earth' by rest of the galaxy. So... ready for a lil' road trip?" /// The journey to Earth was a rather uneventful.
Surrounding her was a comfortable dome of dark red vydent energy, solidified into a comfortable hardlight seat that was easy on the eyes. It surrounded her like those capsules she'd seen on TV, forming both a protective barrier between herself and the vacuum of space as they traveled through FTL. Spacious too. She even had a nice comfy pillow and the 'chair' reclined as high or low as she pleased.
So, while uneventful, it most certainly a comfortable experience.
Pinelock was their assigned Solar Soother, an Energizer whose sole job was to provide speedy and smooth transportation for Decimators like Oblivion and herself when they didn't want to enter FTL themselves. Cataclysm remembered being in such a role eons ago, using her own vydent energy to ferry bigger and better Decimators from star system to star system. It paid decently, but she wasn't in it for the essence. The job was, at best, a luxury afforded for the powerful. Like being a limousine driver for an excessively wealthy businessman. It helped her connect with those powerful killers back in the day, helped her better understand their motivations beyond the barebone necessity of "kill or be killed".
With that thought in mind, the blonde Soul Ripper made a mental reminder to tip their chauffeur when they arrived at Earth as she leaned back into the provided pillow. Just as her eyes closed, she began thinking about her partner.
She remembered feeling incredibly nervous when upon first meeting her. The stories surrounding the then average Soul Ripper, wondering which ones were true and which ones were just hearsay from her various obsessors. Oblivion was a living legend, both inside and out. A genius and warrior both in fact. Back then, Cataclysm admired their tenacity. She read their info-profile. How Oblivion heralded many obsessors in her early days, rising to prominence primarily through utilizing some seriously impressive enthrallment tactics, drowning her would-be killers in a sea of bodies by utilizing some prolific insect race to force them to expend their vydent energy reserves. After that, it was a simple matter of killing off whatever opposition remained, though mercifully chose to personally spare or adopt many of the children of the deceased. All-in-all, it was a typical power story, up until the moment the Red Bastion, the main governing body of Highbred at the time, attempted to recruit her to their cause once she'd grown beyond their means of subjugation. And when their efforts ended in futility, Oblivion remained standing, the Red Bastion did not. Without leadership, the remaining populace moved on, formed their own groups, established a new primary Obelisk of Dominion, and the events were eventually relegated to the history logs. Whatever obsessors didn't try to outright kill the white-haired Soul Ripper decided to become dedicated housewives, pledging their hearts and mind to Oblivion and only her. Which was standard Obsessor behavior. What got her popular was the sheer volume of subsequent Supplicants that followed, asking to join her harem. Oblivion declined, of course, but the aftermath of so many offers are ultimately what rocketed her to the position she has today.
"A relatively bloodless rise to power really." Cataclysm though to herself. "Though I gotta wonder how she felt back then. What made her want to be a Soul Ripper in the first place? And why?" Even today, Cataclysm still didn't know. It was one of the few things she decided she'd have to be okay with never knowing. Over the years, as their bond grew, she thought she had a pretty good grasp on why her partner did what she did back then. But in truth? She still had no clue. And likely never would. What she figured she should know, however, is a little information on the race they were visiting. The humans of planet Earth.
"Speak?" Oblivion's voice gently echoed in the blonde Soul Ripper's mindscape, her voice somehow a whisper carried with all the authority of a command. But it was a genuine question, and Cataclysm was happy to answer honestly. She was a master at filling in the gaps by now. "Well, you just did, but shoot. What's on that mind o' yours?"
It was always an exceptionally rare moment with an even shorter timeframe that Oblivion chose to speak, and even when they did it was always, always through their telepathic connection. So, whenever they did offer to speak, Cataclysm vowed to always make time to truly listen. And as she waited for the powerful decimator to speak their piece, the blonde Soul Ripper also found herself wondering about the new world they would be shortly arriving at. About what made this 'Earth' so special. And most importantly, what made its denizens so different from the rest of the galaxy?
For the first time in a long time, Cataclysm knew she finally had something to look forward to.
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Thank you so much for reading, Chapter will be far longer as they progress, haven't quite settled on a word count just yet. When Chapter 2 is up, it will be posted either at the top or the bottom, here. This is really my first real time posting here and, unlike previous unposted projects, I really want to improve my consistency in writing and craft a fun story while doing so. Until then, thank you for reading, please feel free to leave constructive criticism or feedback at your leisure, and I hope you have a great day!
-Highlord V.

So, the fall out from the recent event in Edmonton, where a public school teacher was on audio chastising her students of Islamic faith, who themselves skipped the schools pride event. I DO NOT want to talk about this event specifically. What happened raises, the question: what kind of country do we want to live in? Yes, we live this question out time to time through our system of governance. But have we ever come together as a nation of multiple peoples, and ask ourselves this question specifically? Because you know what? I am tired of the bickering. I am tired of the all out emotional war we wage on eachother every freaking day! I am tired of EVEONE'S hate. Mine! Yours! Thiers! Thems over theres'! Enough. My white flag has risen. I bloody surrender, because I have had enough! So I make this plea. WHAT DO WE BLOODY WANT?
What I want:
The past?
We are going to have to let it go. At some point...we have all felt it's unintended consequences... those hurt the most...I am not saying let it go at the drop of a hat...I know it takes time... but if you want to be free.... like I mean free...learn to let it go. Learn from it. Even keep as a precious jewel, yet a jewel you are willing to loose...can that be done?
Diversity...
Oooo this is a hard one for everyone because we all want to be special...but the fact of the matter is you aren't special! Our differences don't make one more than other. You might be different, as we all are, from individuals to groups... but not one of us is "specially" different. Therefore all must be treated equally. That must be the case. We HAVE to move past these trivialities folks. For the sake of ALL, we have to get over them.
Oneness
Don't you see it sleeping beauty? Don't you see it yet? It took me a while to fully register at this concious level what oneness means... but we in the west, especially the white west, have lost this connection to everything and all things. We were taught that A) everything is separate and totally fundamentally distinct from everything else. B) Unity only comes through AFTER death. Therefore why should I see my given domion over the land as nothing other than divine! Wake Up! That's not how it literally is. We weren't placed in the garden folks, for its the garden that we are the fruit! Cmon! You are one with IT and IT is literally you. Everything is you! So!!!!
This is a really long way of saying we have to live sustainably with our environment because? That's right Lucy, the environment IS us! Duhhhhhh. We forgot that folks. The indigenous people knew! Yeah, they weren't perfect either, ok I get it, but don't tell me that thier environmental infractions were any where near as bad a our modern one.
But you know what I want? What I really really want is? Genuine people who are willing to be my neighbour. I don't care what race you are, but I am interested in your story, if you'll share it with me. I'll share you mine anytime. I don't care what your cultural background is...but I am interested in your cultural experience, if you let me share my cultural experience as well. I don't care about your religion...I don't have one. But I am interested in the ❤️ that beats in your chest, and I am more than willing to share my ❤️, my space, with you, if you will open your space with me...
.. here's the thing, if we want all of this, it's going to take respect, love and responsibility for all of it, or non of this is going to matter anymore. It's a two way street, whether you are a new Comer to Canada or you're born here. If you are not willing to allow others to express themselves as thier own humanity then no, I don't think you need to be here. This is not a place for you. These lands are open lands in that they accept all, and they love all. If you want to be left alone, that's fine! No problem there at all. But if that is your preference, don't raise your voice or your fists against those of us that want to build community.
Oh, last thing. I want to see a Canadian Head of State. It will still be a ceremonial position. However, that title should not be in the symbol of the Crown. The Parliament, can keep all that British stuff, titles etc... its fine. It's a tip of the hat to the past that created the political entity known as Canada. But the title of Chief should be enstated over the Governor's General title. I don't know if that might help with T&R but yes, we absolutely need to acknowledge OUR indigenous past. I say OUR not that I can claim any ancestryto other than the fact that this land is all our land. When is it going to be OUR land?

Context: You were a simple henchperson for the villain Agelast. He was as cruel as his title would suggest, but you remained loyal to him. When his ship was struck by a missile, you went down with it, finding your Master unconscious in the wreckage. While the other henchpeople fled, you remained loyal, dragging him from said wreckage and staying by him as he recovered in your makeshift cabin. After months, he's finally woken up, but... he doesn't seem quite himself.
Setting: The battleship/a makeshift cabin
Tags:[MAA4A][Established Relationship?][Amnesiac Vampire Yandere Supervillain Speaker][Henchperson Speakers][Loyal Henchperson Listener][Amnesia][Flirting][Husband Goals?][Mean]to[Loving][SPICY][Kisses][Feeding][Cottagecore][CW: Yelling/Action/Amnesia]
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[A] = Agelast aka Asher, your Master and reknowned supervillain
[H1] = Henchman 1, not so sure about this
[H2] = Henchman 2, REALLY not sure about this
[Scene opens in…?]
[SFX: An alarm blaring]
[A] Henchmen, to the board! All henchmen, report at once! We are under attack and I expect you all to be good little meat shields and protect me!
[SFX: Lots of people running/general chaos]
[A] Missile inbound! Rrgh, if those fools think they can harm me-!
[SFX: A door hissing open and more running]
[A] What?! Henchman 38, get to your post, immediately!
[Pause!!]
[A] What? How dare you not listen to your orders! You think I can’t survive the missile? I am Agelast, one of the most powerful villains on the planet! Worry about your own worthless little life and-!
[SFX: A massive explosion]
[Long Pause (Distorted Silence]
…
[H1] Thirty-eight?! Thirty-eight! You’re on the other side of the wreckage!
[Pause!]
[H2] What?! You’re with the Boss?
[H1] You mean that crazy bastard is still alive?! Or… undead?!
[Pause!!]
[H2] …Uhh… Sorry, no way, you’re on your own, Thirty-Eight!
[H1] Yeah… The Boss is kind of a massive dick and we’re taking the opportunity to run for it. Best of luck to you, though!
[Pause!!!]
[Long Pause (Seasons Changing)]
[You’re left with no choice, really. You can abandon your Master with the wreckage… but you drag him into the forest and salvage what you can. The advanced tech lets you build a cabin within a month or so]
[SFX: Birds chirping/Spring]
[Long Pause (Repeat)]
[SFX: Cicadas chirping/Summer]
[Long Pause (Repeat)]
[SFX: Dry wind and leaves/Fall]
[Scene opens in a cabin/cottage living room]
[SFX: Fire crackling]
[Seasons later, you are putting more firewood in the hearth while the wind rages outside. You’ve been on your own for months now, save for your unconscious Master]
[SFX: Cloth rustling]
[You jump as strong arms encase you from behind]
[A] “Hi sweetie… Good morning. Eugh, I feel like I’ve been asleep for ages…”
[Pause!]
[Your Master, and one of the most wicked men on the planet, kisses your shoulder]
[A] “Mmh, you’re all cold from being out without a robe… I’ll get you a robe next time we’re out, mmkay? I’m sure we can find something nearby, even on vacation.”
[...Pause?]
[He frowns, pulling you closer to him]
[A] “... ‘My lord’? Darling, we just woke up. Are you trying to seduce me so early?”
[His lips curl into a smirk as you shiver]
[A] “Because I won’t lie… I’m kind of enjoying the boldness, my sweet. My teeth are already trembling to taste that fragile little neck…”
[SFX: The Listener stepping a few feet away]
[He frowns as you scurry back from him. Even gentle, he’s as imposing as ever]
[Pause…?]
[A] “What do I remember? How do you mean?”
[Pause…]
[He sighs and gestures toward the small kitchen]
[SFX: The chairs scooting by themselves]
[A] “Let me just call the chairs over for a moment… There. Sit with me.”
[You obey, as always]
[SFX: Coffee brewing]
[A] “What do I remember… Well, I remember our life together in splendorous, wonderful detail… You were hard-won, my love. I truly had to bring my best to woo you away from all the others desperate to claim you. You were so unsure, at first, but the moment I got you to smile at that silly little convention… I knew you were mine.”
[Pause???]
[A] “Recruitment? To become a minion of mine?”
[He laughs at this, gesturing for the cups to float over]
[SFX: The cups sitting themselves down]
[A] “Here, your coffee. Just how you like it.”
[...]
[You taste it. It is exactly how you like it]
[...Pause]
[A] “Oh, you’re welcome, dearest. Now… what is all of this about minions and recruitment?”
[You try and explain to him that he is a villain. One of the world’s most wanted and you are nothing to him but one of his henchmen. One of his disposable minions. He rests his chin in one hand, listening with ravenous eyes]
[Long Pause (Listener explanation)]
[A] “Mmh… So, I am a villain named Agelast, wanted the world over. You were a henchperson that was aboard my ship when it was hit by a missile. You found me unconscious in the wreckage, dragged me somewhere safe, built this cabin from what you could salvage, and tended to me until I woke up, months and months later?”
[Pause!]
[He ponders this for a moment before he smiles dreamily]
[A] “Alright… Your little ‘roleplay’ ideas are always fun, but if you want me to pretend to be a villain…”
[Pause!!]
[A, putting on ‘the voice’] “How dare you argue with the mighty Agelast, you worthless peon!”
[You shiver. Why does the voice have to be so strong]
[P-Pause]
[He lowers his voice, concerned]
[A] “You’re not a worthless peon, I swear, I’m just acting.”
[....?]
[A] “...No, I don’t remember being a decorated, apocalypse-loving villain. I remember being a businessman at a convention that fell madly, desperately in love with a cute little human that smiled at me while helping me pick up the business cards I spilled on accident.”
[His smile deepens, a little deranged]
[A] “I remember following that same human like a lovesick puppy… for months. Even years. We always found ourselves at the same place, at the same time. Then again, I always did my best to make sure I kept you to myself…”
[P-Pause]
[He beckons you forward and your chair all but vaults you into his lap]
[SFX: The chair doing a yeet maneuver]
[Pause!]
[A] “There we are… Telekinesis is so fun, isn’t it? Being a vampire does have oh-so-many perks… One gesture and you’re thrown right into my lap.”
[P-P-Pause]
[His strong arms close around you again. This time, you’re staring right into his eyes]
[A] “Gods, you’re beautiful… but your neck is sorely lacking in my little love bites… Hm.”
[He frowns, fingers running through your hair]
[A] “...Can’t have that, dearest. No, no, no… You know how I get when someone else looks at you. Thinks about you…”
[...Pause?]
[He smiles again, in his own world]
[A] “Oh, love… These hands tremble when they can’t touch you. My fangs ache when they can’t taste you. My skin boils when it can’t touch you! I do love this little rescue scenario you came up with for us~.”
[...Pause]
[His lips touch your neck while you try and figure out what to do next. Of all your interactions with Agelast, affection was the last thing you were expecting]
[SFX: The Listener being bitten]
[You gasp and tense as his fangs sink into your neck]
[A] “Mmh, oh! Oh, your blood… Shh, hold still, hold still, dear… You know breakfast is the most important meal of the day, hm?”
[...]
[He holds you close, rubbing your back as he feeds. None of this right. This isn’t your villainous overlord]
[A, with a quiet moan] “Oh, love… You are exquisite, in every single way. I love you, so, so much…”
[Pause…]
[A] “Hmhm, come now, my sweetest obsession… I’ll be your villain if that’s how you want to spend the day. Or we could go and explore the local forests, maybe even the nearby town? Hmm?”
[...]
[You… guess you’re going to go see the town with..?]
[Pause?]
[He chuckles]
[A] “What name to call me when I’m not ‘Agelast’? Hmhm… Asher, love. My normal first name is just fine.”
[...You guess you’re going to town with Asher…]
[Pause.]
[A] “Beautiful~. Come, join me in the bath, and then we can set off for the day.”
[SFX: The chair scooting back as he stands, carrying the Listener]
[...]
[A] “I do hope you’ll forgive me for getting a bit handsy, hmhm.”
[...You have serious doubts that the employee handbook would permit this but… he did write the handbook…]
[To be continued]

I am an aspiring song writer, and whenever I write music I tend to take inspiration from my surroundings.
My wife has this really beautiful and unique name, that when I heard it, I was like, that's a great fucking name. It's really pretty, and for the past couple of months, I've been incorporating it into the song, centering rhyme scheme as well as some imagery around it.
I decided to show my wife what I got so far, thinking she'd be really thrilled. I also borrowed a couple of moments from our courtship, to make it extra sweet.
She said she thought it was nice but she wanted me to take her name out. She said since it was super uncommon, she was worried about getting made fun of, and she just didn't feel comfortable, in her words, "having a piece of her individuality in something she doesn't have ownership over".
I said ok, to avoid an argument. But I don't really plan on doing it, since technically, a name, in its very essential linguistic use, doesn't belong to you because other people use it to refer to you, and anyone can use it, so in a way, it belongs to the collective whole of people who know her and refer to her by said name. So it's not really her specifically, it's just the name that I'm using, but I don't like the feeling I'm getting in the pit of my stomach, but I also don't want to rework everything.

34 F4M US/UK/Online/LDR > Empty nest, now what?
Hey, Stranger!
My 17 year old starts college (uni) this Autumn and I'm kind of entering a new phase of life. Ideally I'd love to find someone to build that with. I have no other children, but I have a big family and lots of siblings!
I'm on my own educational journey as well and would like to start uni in the Fall in the UK, but I may postpone until January or even the following year. My professional background spans a few industries and this year I'll be concluding 7 years working for an international real estate firm to pursue my education and work remotely part time.
I travel to the UK most frequently and am due back during the summer. Long distance to start would be most realistic option but, I'm open minded to any possibility to expand on that in the future.
What I really appreciate in a potential partner is communication, wit, emotional intelligence, and someone I have the potential to make a good team with. For instance, pairing up on weekend DIY projects, or planning mini-breaks, or sharing boring everyday tasks and chores but still finding ways to make them fun.
I'm 5'7, quite average looking, but I'm fun and I love to laugh. I have a keloidal scar on my right ear that will be surgically removed towards the end of the year and I don't want you to feel like you can't ask about it.
Materially/financially, I've cared for my kiddo and myself on my own, worked hard and grateful to say that's not what I need in a relationship. What I've been missing is genuine connection and partnership.
Because I'm planning to relocate to the UK for uni, I'd prefer to connect with someone there. I've not had the most luck dating Americans. 🤷🏾‍♀️ If you have trouble with Americans, I also am one, so I understand. Some of us are quite disconnected from reality and possibly evolving backwards. I have a diverse background and appreciate folks from all walks of life and of course I appreciate any and all life experience. I'm somewhat well travelled. I speak some Spanish and am open to picking up another language or two.
Ultimately...No drama, just looking for someone who is genuinely committed to themselves, the people that matter most to them, their passions, priorities and self growth and want to share that with someone who strives for the same! This is the first time I'll be able to fully persue my own interests so I'm excited. I also love dating/the whole courtship phase. I can be a bit shy at first because the internet is a strange place, but I'm naturally very open.
Ask me about my profile history, it's not nearly as dodgy as it looks! 😂
I'm nervous about giving out my number so I prefer to talk on Telegram, Discord or Snapchat first! I'll send photos there :) I like to video chat pretty early on so we can both assure the other is real, as appealing as a ChatGPT boyfriend sounds. 😏

Hi! I recently had bought a 40oz tumbler from target and after I walked out of the store I had noticed the straw was chipped in a way where it made it hard for the liquid to come up. Since I had already used it by this point I didn’t think I could return it, but this group had actually recommended to call the customer support line to get a replacement straw. They ordered it for me, but it’s been nearly a week already with no update on shipping. I was just wondering how long it usually takes to arrive?

Link to the audio version. https://v.redd.it/1k8ik3u4y44b1/DASH_audio.mp4. // I would be humbled if anyone could please find this song for me. I am in love with this sound and i have decided to use this in a personal video that is very close to my heart. It's a personal project nearing a deadline. Thankyou ♥️.

Hello and Happy Wednesday ☺️
Made it to the midweek point and I’m so happy it’s nearly Friday! How has your week been treating you?
I’m a busy mom of two looking for a connection to help fill the empty spaces in my week. I get along with pretty much everyone and I love spending time getting to know new people. Happy with friends first and foremost but the potential for more is there.
I paint, write, and draw in my spare time. Also currently working on some crochet. I love movies/docuseries/anime and I’m always looking to add new things to my own watch list. Love being outside whenever the weather is willing to cooperate.
We will get along best if you’re between the ages of 30-45. Time zone doesn’t really matter to me. I’m in EST myself if you have a preference! Willing to move to different platforms quickly if the vibe is good.
If any of this resonated with you, feel free to send me a message. IF YOU ARE A MARRIED PERSON THAT IS NOT IN AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP - do not bother. I don’t invite that drama into my life
And just in case you don’t know how to start, here are a few questions I’d love to know the answer to:

1. What’s your favourite thing to cook for other people?
   
2. What game/show are you hooked on right now?
   
3. What is your favourite way to spend your evening?
   

Apologies in advance if I’m slow to respond! I’m still finishing up work 😅 Hope to hear from you soon!

I wish everyone knew how great we had it. Sometimes traffic will be slowed/stopped for 30 minutes because there was an accident on the opposite side of the freeway. I love that our citizens slow down the unaffected side of traffic to ensure fellow natives are okay. I also enjoy that we slow down traffic a couple miles before 225 runs into I-25. It gives me extra time to decide which way to merge. I'm not sure if I'm going to Colorado Springs or Denver until I reach that exit, so I go 35mph the whole time even though it's the interstate. I also make sure to step on the breaks before taking my exit too, that way I can give everyone else extra time too. My favorite thing is when i need over in another lane, so i turn on my blinker and the car in that lane behind me speeds up to ensure i don't get over. They understand I enjoy riding in the car and wanna give me an extra 10 seconds in my vehicle from that lost spot.
And don't get me started on the scenery while downtown. There were some people camping outside when i visted Pittsburgh, but not nearly as much as us natives. They just don't enjoy the outdoors like we do. I enjoy friendly faces enjoying the outdoors and asking me for money to help overcome my greed