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[coffeenuts]

Trump Crypto and SPAC SCAM Revealed

Trump is set to make billions through a backdoor Crypto scheme involving Truth Social.

"I have a story for you. It’s a grift inside a con inside of a shell game. Our protagonist is none other than Donald John Trump, though nothing I’m about to tell you about his con of a lifetime is illegal. And that’s the point. Oligarchy is real, and this story illustrates just how rigged the game is against the American people."

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Your palettes are lovely! I'd love to see your take on "Madylaena" c:

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[fullcravings]

Sweet, creamy lemon filling on top of a shortbread crust, these Lemon Bars are the essential dessert for a BBQ or picnic! Ina Garten’s recipe for lemon bars is lemon perfection and is the ONLY recipe you need for lemon bars. You can’t help but to smile while devouring this simple, beautiful, summer dessert.

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Congratulations owlbbaking for having the winning submission July 12, 2020!

[elvendara]

Sugar and Spice Day 1

July 12th

Ice Cream Date

Yoosung opened the door and stepped into the airconditioned shop. He checked his phone. The profile picture of his date was on the screen. The man had red hair, green eyes, and freckles. He was also wearing eyeliner which made the green of his eyes really stand out. He had been surprised when they matched, but also excited and had said yes when the man, Saeran, had DM’d him and asked him on a date.

Looking around he couldn’t see a single red head. He checked the time. Yoosung was a little early so maybe he had arrived first. He made his way to a table in the front by the window. Watching the people walking outside he wondered again if he’d be stood up. Why would an attractive guy like Saeran even give him a second glance? His attention was inward and he didn’t notice those few people he passed.

“Yoosung?” he heard, and paused, turning slowly to see who had called him. A man with white hair and pink tips was looking at him. Yoosung looked him over, the hair was different, but he recognized the brilliant green eyes, like the ocean depths.

“Saeran?” he asked.

“Yeah.” The man grinned as he stood. “Sorry, I keep forgetting to change my profile pic.” He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. Yoosung smiled, noting how differently they were dressed. Saeran wore a red shirt with a black leather coat, said coat having metal chains and zippers, most of which didn’t seem to have a specific function. There was a black collar around his neck with metal spikes and a matching cuff on his right wrist, his nails painted black. He wore black jeans and heavy biker boots.

In contrast, Yoosung wore his pink metal hair clips, keeping his blond hair out of his eyes. He had decided to match his hair clips and wore pink eyeliner and gloss. His outfit was an off the shoulder pink crop top with a purple paint splatter pattern, skinny purple jeans and pink platform sneakers. Around his left wrist was wrapped a pink, blue, and purple beaded necklace and his nails were a glittering deep pink. He suddenly felt like an over sprinkled strawberry ice cream cone.

“Well, it’s really nice to meet you.” Yoosung said, holding his hand out to shake.

“You too, you look great.” Saeran said as he took Yoosung’s hand in his. He held it longer than he needed to, but Yoosung didn’t mind. Those green eyes locked onto his own amethyst ones were mesmerizing.

“We should probably order huh?” Saeran said, letting go of his hand. It suddenly felt cold and lonely.

“Sure.” Yoosung strode towards the ice cream display. As he walked past Saeran, he felt the man put his right hand on his lower back, as if guiding him. He kept it there, walking up beside him until they were in front of the display case, when he took his hand off. Again, that feeling of pressing coldness and emptiness.

“What can I get for you?” The girl behind the counter asked. She must have been no older than sixteen. Her brown hair was held back in a ponytail, her chocolate-colored eyes intent on Saeran. It wasn’t difficult to see she was enamored by him. What was it they said? Girls like bad boys, right? Well, Saeran sure fit the stereotype, though it seemed to Yoosung that he was quite gentle. Maybe the tough guy look was a mask to keep people at bay? He really wanted to find out.

Yoosung watched as Saeran practically salivated over the choice of ice cream. He ended up with a waffle cone and three scoops of ice cream, vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. It made Yoosung grin to see how much like a little boy in a candy store he looked like.

Yoosung ordered a cup with a brownie at the bottom and two scoops on top, mint chocolate chip and butter pecan. The green reminded him of Saeran’s eyes. He felt his cheeks blush when he ordered it. They took their seats and began to eat.

“You really like ice cream huh?” Yoosung said.

Saeran’s eyes went wide, then softened. “I do, I like sweet things.” He eyed Yoosung and smirked before suggestively licking his ice cream. Yoosung swallowed, feeling like a fish on a hook being eyed by a hungry fisherman. It should feel uncomfortable, but it only raised his temperature with excitement. He fiddled with his ice cream, taking a spoonful and gulping it down.

“So, on your profile it says you like gardening? I have to be honest…” Yoosung set his spoon in his cup and leaned forward towards Saeran, “…I kind of thought that was a lie, or at least an exaggeration?” he stated jokingly.

Saeran threw his head back and laughed, his Adam’s apple bouncing, straining against the studded collar around his neck. “Oh no, it’s true. I like gardening. Sometimes it’s nicer to be around a bunch of beautiful flowers and plants than around people. They’re easier to understand at least.”

“Must be nice, I have a black thumb myself, I couldn’t even keep an ivy alive! It’s supposed to be one of the easiest plants not to kill.”

“True, aside from cactus, maybe you should start with one of those.” Saeran teased.

“Maybe. It certainly couldn’t hurt to add some greenery in my apartment.” Yoosung shrugged.

“How about you? Everything on your profile true?” Saeran asked.

“I think so. Well, maybe I tried to make myself look better than I am.” He laughed.

“How so?”

“I might have forgotten to mention how much time I spend on gaming.” He stated. Saeran laughed again, making Yoosung feel accomplished in a way. For some reason, it didn’t seem like Saeran laughed a lot. There was something behind his eyes that spoke of great pain.

“I think I can handle a little gaming in a boyfriend.” Saeran said, once he was in control again.

The statement startled Yoosung. Boyfriend? He was too stunned to speak.

“How come you’re on a dating app anyway? You seem like an attractive guy, smart, charming, and fun.” Saeran asked. Yoosung wondered for a brief moment if he was teasing him again, but no, he seemed genuinely interested.

“Well…” Yoosung shrugged, “…I was pretty popular in high school, but too focused on schoolwork to have time for a girlfriend. And when I started university, it seemed like whoever I liked didn’t like me back, and whoever liked me, I wasn’t interested in. I don’t know, most girls just called me ‘cute’ and treated me like a puppy. Though that didn’t feel so bad either.” He was a little embarrassed to admit that part, but why not?

“Girlfriend huh?” Saeran glanced down at the forgotten ice cream in his hand. Yoosung was about to speak but then he saw the smirk on the other man’s face. “How did you end up here with me then?”

“I didn’t choose a preference. Honestly, I barely glanced at the app, even when there was a match. But…when I saw your profile, I couldn’t help myself. I had to know more.”

“So I intrigued you? Is that it? Why?”

“You seemed like such a contradiction. The fact that you were hot didn’t hurt either.” Yoosung said. He surprised himself with his boldness, yet he hoped he would get another laugh out of the man. He wasn’t disappointed.

Saeran rubbed his mouth, as if this was more than his muscles were used to, then he looked up at Yoosung. There was a splash of color across the apples of his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. It made his freckles stand out. So Cute!

“I…I really like you Yoosung.” He whispered, as if he was embarrassed to admit it.

“I like you too.” He reached his left hand out and laid it on Saeran’s right hand. The studded wrist cuff the other man wore and the pastel necklace wrapped around his own wrist were a striking contrast that was more than aesthetically pleasing.

[eleanorjcalder]

02.07.12

[nectareeen]

@overwatchrarepair week day four - High Fantasy AU

Pairing: Symmetra/Sombra

Word Count: 632

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Legends tell of a fearsome dragon living far up near the mouth of the tallest volcano. Rumor has it, if you gain the Summoner’s favor, she’ll grant you any wish your heart desires; be it riches, fame, immortality, or beyond.

All of the above and more sounded great to the rogue, Olivia “Sombra” Colomar.

But no one ever told her the dragon would be so damn attractive.

“Lady Summoner,” Olivia managed, dropping to a knee as the dragon stood before her. Her cheeks grew hot, but whether it be from the dragon’s lair or the fact that she was just a huge lesbian, Olivia wasn’t sure. Regardless, she was humbled by the beautiful creature that could probably turn her to toast with a snap of her fingers. “I’ve traveled from far away, enticed by tales of your reputation.”

“Reputation? Is that what they call it now?” The Summoner gave an amused chuckle, arms crossed. Her eyes glowed with mirth like embers. “Stand, human. What is your name?”

The rogue shot to her feet. “Olivia, Olivia Colomar,” she introduced.

“What a pretty name... tell me, Olivia, just how much do you think you’d be willing to do in order to earn a wish from me?”

“I’ve already traveled from the ends of the earth, Milady,” Olivia answered, heartbeat excitedly pounding away in her ears. “And I would do it twice over again.”

“How poetic.” With a wave of her hands, the Summoner conjured a chair of volcanic rock, which cooled and hardened as she sat cross legged upon it. “Very well. You’re cute, so I’ll entertain your desires. Fetch me the soul of the one they call ‘Reaper,’ and you’ll have yourself a wish,” she instructed.

With a stiff salute, Olivia promptly set off on her way, eager to please the dragon’s desires.

—

The journey was long and strenuous, and even more was the battle against the wraith, Reaper. But as Olivia Colomar struck the winning blow against it with her daggers, her prize finally took form: a glowing, mystic orange sphere, shrouded in wisps of smoke. She almost didn’t want to touch it in fear of destroying it.

Luckily, that wasn’t the case, and the rogue was able to deliver her trophy to the dragon.

“Well, look at that,” the Summoner marveled as Olivia entered her lair. “You actually did it.”

“You underestimate me, Milady,” Olivia answered with a cocky smirk, floating the soul over to the dragon with a wave of her hand.

The Summoner held the Reaper’s soul in her clawed fingers, cooing softly at its beauty. And then she consumed it whole.

“What a treat!” she delighted as Olivia watched on in slight horror.

“Was that... satisfactory?”

“Indeed,” the Summoner answered, turning her smile onto the human woman. “You’ve pleased me. What can I do for you?”

Olivia hadn’t thought this part through, but once she did, the answer was clear. She didn’t want riches or anything of the like, not from the Summoner.

“I would like some of your time,” she blurted.

“My time?” the Summoner arched her eyebrows in surprise.

Olivia flushed. “Your beauty hasn’t gone unnoticed.”

The dragon laughed, and she laughed hard. Not in a way that embarrassed the human, but in a surprised, delighted way. “My lifespan far succeeds yours. But... I have an idea.”

—

Legends tell of two dragons who live far in the greatest mountain range. They were polar opposites, one’s domain deep in the mountains’ core, where magma flows hot and bright, and the other’s domain at the range’s peaks, where the winter’s blizzards are the harshest.

They were fire and ice, and yet they’ve loved each other for centuries.

Rumor has it, if you gain the Summoner and the Rime’s favors, they might grant you a wish, too.

[sheerioswifties]

Hello lovelies I'll be on in a bit, just wanted to say hi, also I've been chatting with my Chicago bff and got a couple really awesome shots from the Chicago/Soldier Field Rain Show that I'll be posting today! She got a killer shot of the storm rolling in. Anyways I'll be back in a bit. Hit me up if you like. Talk soon! xo

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