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  1. Black holes slamming into scorching stars may be causing mysterious blue flashes in the cosmos
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>Powerful bright blue cosmic explosions called Luminous Fast Blue Optical Transients could be caused
    #mysterious #scorching #slamming #causing

  2. Black holes slamming into scorching stars may be causing mysterious blue flashes in the cosmos
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>Powerful bright blue cosmic explosions called Luminous Fast Blue Optical Transients could be caused
    #mysterious #scorching #slamming #causing

  3. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Mikaeri Zaka/Look Back Ridge (Sumika POV) Post 25
    #Wss366 Swear #MastoPrompt Slam

    As we hiked to Mikaeri Zaka, I began wondering if this was a good idea. I’d never done a test of courage before, but I wanted to do one before leaving Japan. Now I was scared. The trail was gloomy in the evening light, and once off the main path, the brush seemed to reach out to grab me.

    I also remembered why I didn’t like Sis’s friend, Mori-san.

    “They say there’s a woman with her head on backwards here,” Mori-san said, trying to sound spooky. “And there's an old man. If he calls your name, don’t turn around or he’ll cut your head off!

    I clutched my blankets tightly to my chest and grabbed my sister’s hand. “What if it’s true?” I thought.

    “I #swear, you’re such a baby, Sumi-chan,” my sister said. “Those are just stories made up because it’s called ‘Mikaeri Zaka’ (Look Back Ridge). If people found headless bodies up here, it would be on TV.”

    Wow!” I thought. “High school kids are so smart.

    “Here we are,” Sis announced. “We can camp behind those bushes. If anyone comes, they won’t see us there.” She pointed to a thicket just beyond a ginkgo grove where the tread almost petered out.

    Having company seemed unlikely to me. The branch trail we had followed was barely more than an overgrown animal track. More than once, we’d scrambled over or around fallen trees.

    The image of an oni or tengu using the path came to me unbidden. This was just the kind of place where tengu would love to hide.

    One thought led to another, and before long, I found myself worrying whether I was still small enough for a tengu to carry me away or leave me stranded in a treetop.

    The “shrine” itself was in the ginkgo trees. In their shade were the rotting remains of a shrine box. At least, I assumed that’s what it was. A single board protruding from the loam was all that remained. There certainly wasn’t a bell or any offerings.

    However, there was a weed-choked spring nearby, so I rinsed my mouth and hands in the water. I was a good girl and knew what to do when visiting a shrine.

    The ginkgo grove was cool and made my skin tingle oddly when I entered. I faced the board, clapped, and sprinkled the rice I’d brought on the ground in front of it.

    Behind me, Mori-san snickered. “It’s just some old, abandoned kami. No one cares about it.”

    I ignored her. Even a forgotten deity deserved respect. That’s what I thought.

    “You should wish for a husband as dumb as you are,” Mori-san continued, #slamming me again.

    I placed my mom's money on the board and picked up a golden ginkgo leaf that caught my eye. It would be my charm. I clapped again and bowed.

    “Maybe when I grow up, I’ll be your miko and dance for you,” I whispered and then joined the others in our little camp.

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #SlowBurn #Yuri

  4. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Mikaeri Zaka/Look Back Ridge (Sumika POV) Post 25
    #Wss366 Swear #MastoPrompt Slam

    As we hiked to Mikaeri Zaka, I began wondering if this was a good idea. I’d never done a test of courage before, but I wanted to do one before leaving Japan. Now I was scared. The trail was gloomy in the evening light, and once off the main path, the brush seemed to reach out to grab me.

    I also remembered why I didn’t like Sis’s friend, Mori-san.

    “They say there’s a woman with her head on backwards here,” Mori-san said, trying to sound spooky. “And there's an old man. If he calls your name, don’t turn around or he’ll cut your head off!

    I clutched my blankets tightly to my chest and grabbed my sister’s hand. “What if it’s true?” I thought.

    “I #swear, you’re such a baby, Sumi-chan,” my sister said. “Those are just stories made up because it’s called ‘Mikaeri Zaka’ (Look Back Ridge). If people found headless bodies up here, it would be on TV.”

    Wow!” I thought. “High school kids are so smart.

    “Here we are,” Sis announced. “We can camp behind those bushes. If anyone comes, they won’t see us there.” She pointed to a thicket just beyond a ginkgo grove where the tread almost petered out.

    Having company seemed unlikely to me. The branch trail we had followed was barely more than an overgrown animal track. More than once, we’d scrambled over or around fallen trees.

    The image of an oni or tengu using the path came to me unbidden. This was just the kind of place where tengu would love to hide.

    One thought led to another, and before long, I found myself worrying whether I was still small enough for a tengu to carry me away or leave me stranded in a treetop.

    The “shrine” itself was in the ginkgo trees. In their shade were the rotting remains of a shrine box. At least, I assumed that’s what it was. A single board protruding from the loam was all that remained. There certainly wasn’t a bell or any offerings.

    However, there was a weed-choked spring nearby, so I rinsed my mouth and hands in the water. I was a good girl and knew what to do when visiting a shrine.

    The ginkgo grove was cool and made my skin tingle oddly when I entered. I faced the board, clapped, and sprinkled the rice I’d brought on the ground in front of it.

    Behind me, Mori-san snickered. “It’s just some old, abandoned kami. No one cares about it.”

    I ignored her. Even a forgotten deity deserved respect. That’s what I thought.

    “You should wish for a husband as dumb as you are,” Mori-san continued, #slamming me again.

    I placed my mom's money on the board and picked up a golden ginkgo leaf that caught my eye. It would be my charm. I clapped again and bowed.

    “Maybe when I grow up, I’ll be your miko and dance for you,” I whispered and then joined the others in our little camp.

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #SlowBurn #Yuri

  5. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Mikaeri Zaka/Look Back Ridge (Sumika POV) Post 25
    #Wss366 Swear #MastoPrompt Slam

    As we hiked to Mikaeri Zaka, I began wondering if this was a good idea. I’d never done a test of courage before, but I wanted to do one before leaving Japan. Now I was scared. The trail was gloomy in the evening light, and once off the main path, the brush seemed to reach out to grab me.

    I also remembered why I didn’t like Sis’s friend, Mori-san.

    “They say there’s a woman with her head on backwards here,” Mori-san said, trying to sound spooky. “And there's an old man. If he calls your name, don’t turn around or he’ll cut your head off!

    I clutched my blankets tightly to my chest and grabbed my sister’s hand. “What if it’s true?” I thought.

    “I #swear, you’re such a baby, Sumi-chan,” my sister said. “Those are just stories made up because it’s called ‘Mikaeri Zaka’ (Look Back Ridge). If people found headless bodies up here, it would be on TV.”

    Wow!” I thought. “High school kids are so smart.

    “Here we are,” Sis announced. “We can camp behind those bushes. If anyone comes, they won’t see us there.” She pointed to a thicket just beyond a ginkgo grove where the tread almost petered out.

    Having company seemed unlikely to me. The branch trail we had followed was barely more than an overgrown animal track. More than once, we’d scrambled over or around fallen trees.

    The image of an oni or tengu using the path came to me unbidden. This was just the kind of place where tengu would love to hide.

    One thought led to another, and before long, I found myself worrying whether I was still small enough for a tengu to carry me away or leave me stranded in a treetop.

    The “shrine” itself was in the ginkgo trees. In their shade were the rotting remains of a shrine box. At least, I assumed that’s what it was. A single board protruding from the loam was all that remained. There certainly wasn’t a bell or any offerings.

    However, there was a weed-choked spring nearby, so I rinsed my mouth and hands in the water. I was a good girl and knew what to do when visiting a shrine.

    The ginkgo grove was cool and made my skin tingle oddly when I entered. I faced the board, clapped, and sprinkled the rice I’d brought on the ground in front of it.

    Behind me, Mori-san snickered. “It’s just some old, abandoned kami. No one cares about it.”

    I ignored her. Even a forgotten deity deserved respect. That’s what I thought.

    “You should wish for a husband as dumb as you are,” Mori-san continued, #slamming me again.

    I placed my mom's money on the board and picked up a golden ginkgo leaf that caught my eye. It would be my charm. I clapped again and bowed.

    “Maybe when I grow up, I’ll be your miko and dance for you,” I whispered and then joined the others in our little camp.

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #SlowBurn #Yuri

  6. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Mikaeri Zaka/Look Back Ridge (Sumika POV) Post 25
    #Wss366 Swear #MastoPrompt Slam

    As we hiked to Mikaeri Zaka, I began wondering if this was a good idea. I’d never done a test of courage before, but I wanted to do one before leaving Japan. Now I was scared. The trail was gloomy in the evening light, and once off the main path, the brush seemed to reach out to grab me.

    I also remembered why I didn’t like Sis’s friend, Mori-san.

    “They say there’s a woman with her head on backwards here,” Mori-san said, trying to sound spooky. “And there's an old man. If he calls your name, don’t turn around or he’ll cut your head off!

    I clutched my blankets tightly to my chest and grabbed my sister’s hand. “What if it’s true?” I thought.

    “I #swear, you’re such a baby, Sumi-chan,” my sister said. “Those are just stories made up because it’s called ‘Mikaeri Zaka’ (Look Back Ridge). If people found headless bodies up here, it would be on TV.”

    Wow!” I thought. “High school kids are so smart.

    “Here we are,” Sis announced. “We can camp behind those bushes. If anyone comes, they won’t see us there.” She pointed to a thicket just beyond a ginkgo grove where the tread almost petered out.

    Having company seemed unlikely to me. The branch trail we had followed was barely more than an overgrown animal track. More than once, we’d scrambled over or around fallen trees.

    The image of an oni or tengu using the path came to me unbidden. This was just the kind of place where tengu would love to hide.

    One thought led to another, and before long, I found myself worrying whether I was still small enough for a tengu to carry me away or leave me stranded in a treetop.

    The “shrine” itself was in the ginkgo trees. In their shade were the rotting remains of a shrine box. At least, I assumed that’s what it was. A single board protruding from the loam was all that remained. There certainly wasn’t a bell or any offerings.

    However, there was a weed-choked spring nearby, so I rinsed my mouth and hands in the water. I was a good girl and knew what to do when visiting a shrine.

    The ginkgo grove was cool and made my skin tingle oddly when I entered. I faced the board, clapped, and sprinkled the rice I’d brought on the ground in front of it.

    Behind me, Mori-san snickered. “It’s just some old, abandoned kami. No one cares about it.”

    I ignored her. Even a forgotten deity deserved respect. That’s what I thought.

    “You should wish for a husband as dumb as you are,” Mori-san continued, #slamming me again.

    I placed my mom's money on the board and picked up a golden ginkgo leaf that caught my eye. It would be my charm. I clapped again and bowed.

    “Maybe when I grow up, I’ll be your miko and dance for you,” I whispered and then joined the others in our little camp.

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #SlowBurn #Yuri

  7. #Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

    Mikaeri Zaka/Look Back Ridge (Sumika POV) Post 25
    #Wss366 Swear #MastoPrompt Slam

    As we hiked to Mikaeri Zaka, I began wondering if this was a good idea. I’d never done a test of courage before, but I wanted to do one before leaving Japan. Now I was scared. The trail was gloomy in the evening light, and once off the main path, the brush seemed to reach out to grab me.

    I also remembered why I didn’t like Sis’s friend, Mori-san.

    “They say there’s a woman with her head on backwards here,” Mori-san said, trying to sound spooky. “And there's an old man. If he calls your name, don’t turn around or he’ll cut your head off!

    I clutched my blankets tightly to my chest and grabbed my sister’s hand. “What if it’s true?” I thought.

    “I #swear, you’re such a baby, Sumi-chan,” my sister said. “Those are just stories made up because it’s called ‘Mikaeri Zaka’ (Look Back Ridge). If people found headless bodies up here, it would be on TV.”

    Wow!” I thought. “High school kids are so smart.

    “Here we are,” Sis announced. “We can camp behind those bushes. If anyone comes, they won’t see us there.” She pointed to a thicket just beyond a ginkgo grove where the tread almost petered out.

    Having company seemed unlikely to me. The branch trail we had followed was barely more than an overgrown animal track. More than once, we’d scrambled over or around fallen trees.

    The image of an oni or tengu using the path came to me unbidden. This was just the kind of place where tengu would love to hide.

    One thought led to another, and before long, I found myself worrying whether I was still small enough for a tengu to carry me away or leave me stranded in a treetop.

    The “shrine” itself was in the ginkgo trees. In their shade were the rotting remains of a shrine box. At least, I assumed that’s what it was. A single board protruding from the loam was all that remained. There certainly wasn’t a bell or any offerings.

    However, there was a weed-choked spring nearby, so I rinsed my mouth and hands in the water. I was a good girl and knew what to do when visiting a shrine.

    The ginkgo grove was cool and made my skin tingle oddly when I entered. I faced the board, clapped, and sprinkled the rice I’d brought on the ground in front of it.

    Behind me, Mori-san snickered. “It’s just some old, abandoned kami. No one cares about it.”

    I ignored her. Even a forgotten deity deserved respect. That’s what I thought.

    “You should wish for a husband as dumb as you are,” Mori-san continued, #slamming me again.

    I placed my mom's money on the board and picked up a golden ginkgo leaf that caught my eye. It would be my charm. I clapped again and bowed.

    “Maybe when I grow up, I’ll be your miko and dance for you,” I whispered and then joined the others in our little camp.

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #SlowBurn #Yuri

  8. CW: NSFW, adult content, sensitive themes

    Have A Slammin good Saturday... Hot enough to edge into Sunday for My BREEDING BROTHERS, my cum dump boys looking to be used and will easily end up limping home w loads leaking down bruised thighs.

    John Psycker -- PS84 🔥 😈 🔥

    ps84.app -New Content Published
    bit.ly/m/ps84 - The Private Links

    #PS84 #JohnPsycker #NSFW #🔞 #GayMen #GayBB #GayDaddy #GayBears #GaySex #GayInfluencer #gaypnp #chemsex #slamming #parTy

  9. CW: NSFW, adult content, sensitive themes

    Have A Slammin good Saturday... Hot enough to edge into Sunday for My BREEDING BROTHERS, my cum dump boys looking to be used and will easily end up limping home w loads leaking down bruised thighs.

    John Psycker -- PS84 🔥 😈 🔥

    ps84.app -New Content Published
    bit.ly/m/ps84 - The Private Links

    #PS84 #JohnPsycker #NSFW #🔞 #GayMen #GayBB #GayDaddy #GayBears #GaySex #GayInfluencer #gaypnp #chemsex #slamming #parTy

  10. #Broadband #Slamming Things are about to get interesting in UK #telecommunications, all in the name of “improving competition” and as usual making things worse for the customer.

    revk.uk/2024/08/broadband-slam

  11. #Broadband #Slamming Things are about to get interesting in UK #telecommunications, all in the name of “improving competition” and as usual making things worse for the customer.

    revk.uk/2024/08/broadband-slam

  12. #Broadband #Slamming Things are about to get interesting in UK #telecommunications, all in the name of “improving competition” and as usual making things worse for the customer.

    revk.uk/2024/08/broadband-slam

  13. #Broadband #Slamming Things are about to get interesting in UK #telecommunications, all in the name of “improving competition” and as usual making things worse for the customer.

    revk.uk/2024/08/broadband-slam

  14. #Broadband #Slamming Things are about to get interesting in UK #telecommunications, all in the name of “improving competition” and as usual making things worse for the customer.

    revk.uk/2024/08/broadband-slam

  15. #SnarkBiden

    Team #Biden Roasts '#Feeble, Confused, Tired' #Trump After #Unhinged Presser

    The #president has been going after his presumptive 2024 opponent with a little more #venom than usual

    The president's campaign responded to Trump's wild press conference on Monday by #slamming the former president as "#weak and #desperate -- both as a man and a candidate for President."

    rollingstone.com/politics/poli

  16. #SnarkBiden

    Team #Biden Roasts '#Feeble, Confused, Tired' #Trump After #Unhinged Presser

    The #president has been going after his presumptive 2024 opponent with a little more #venom than usual

    The president's campaign responded to Trump's wild press conference on Monday by #slamming the former president as "#weak and #desperate -- both as a man and a candidate for President."

    rollingstone.com/politics/poli

  17. #SnarkBiden

    Team #Biden Roasts '#Feeble, Confused, Tired' #Trump After #Unhinged Presser

    The #president has been going after his presumptive 2024 opponent with a little more #venom than usual

    The president's campaign responded to Trump's wild press conference on Monday by #slamming the former president as "#weak and #desperate -- both as a man and a candidate for President."

    rollingstone.com/politics/poli

  18. #SnarkBiden

    Team #Biden Roasts '#Feeble, Confused, Tired' #Trump After #Unhinged Presser

    The #president has been going after his presumptive 2024 opponent with a little more #venom than usual

    The president's campaign responded to Trump's wild press conference on Monday by #slamming the former president as "#weak and #desperate -- both as a man and a candidate for President."

    rollingstone.com/politics/poli

  19. #SnarkBiden

    Team #Biden Roasts '#Feeble, Confused, Tired' #Trump After #Unhinged Presser

    The #president has been going after his presumptive 2024 opponent with a little more #venom than usual

    The president's campaign responded to Trump's wild press conference on Monday by #slamming the former president as "#weak and #desperate -- both as a man and a candidate for President."

    rollingstone.com/politics/poli

  20. Starting up full re-listens today of 8 of what might be some of my favorite metal albums of the year so far at almost a quarter through 2024.

    Records by Acrid Death, Hemorrhoid, Klysma, Necroflex, Orbital Gate, Posthumous Regurgitation, Ribspreader, and Shellshock.

    #metal #DeathMetal #slam #slamming #BrutalDeathMetal #BrutalDeath

  21. Starting up full re-listens today of 8 of what might be some of my favorite metal albums of the year so far at almost a quarter through 2024.

    Records by Acrid Death, Hemorrhoid, Klysma, Necroflex, Orbital Gate, Posthumous Regurgitation, Ribspreader, and Shellshock.

    #metal #DeathMetal #slam #slamming #BrutalDeathMetal #BrutalDeath

  22. Starting up full re-listens today of 8 of what might be some of my favorite metal albums of the year so far at almost a quarter through 2024.

    Records by Acrid Death, Hemorrhoid, Klysma, Necroflex, Orbital Gate, Posthumous Regurgitation, Ribspreader, and Shellshock.

    #metal #DeathMetal #slam #slamming #BrutalDeathMetal #BrutalDeath

  23. Starting up full re-listens today of 8 of what might be some of my favorite metal albums of the year so far at almost a quarter through 2024.

    Records by Acrid Death, Hemorrhoid, Klysma, Necroflex, Orbital Gate, Posthumous Regurgitation, Ribspreader, and Shellshock.

    #metal #DeathMetal #slam #slamming #BrutalDeathMetal #BrutalDeath

  24. Starting up full re-listens today of 8 of what might be some of my favorite metal albums of the year so far at almost a quarter through 2024.

    Records by Acrid Death, Hemorrhoid, Klysma, Necroflex, Orbital Gate, Posthumous Regurgitation, Ribspreader, and Shellshock.

    #metal #DeathMetal #slam #slamming #BrutalDeathMetal #BrutalDeath

  25. $%&@# AT&T. I struggled for a long time with how to cancel the AT&T Next Up add-on (pay $6/mo to only have to pay off half your phone before upgrade), WHICH WE DID NOT ASK FOR, NOR WERE WE ASKED, on the A&T& website. I finally figured it out with some web searching. Apparently you can now only do it with the MyAT&T App.

    The same AT&T store also signed my fiancee up for phone insurance, again without asking. They had previously signed up my daughter for both, without asking, again. The year 2005 called, and they'd like their illegal slamming technique back.

    Of course, when you call the store, they say they can't fix it, requiring either a visit or to wait on hold with the AT&T mothership. Half my problem is that AT&T makes it so hard to find and cancel an add-on, but I mostly blame crappy franchise/licensee store employees.

    I'm strongly considering a BBB complaint. I'm really tired of this.

    /rant #ATT #AT&T #slamming