#k1 visa

[augustmarie2022]

I was so grateful that by the year of 2024 my third eye had opened and I stopped believing internet expatriation CAP content from Bitches that were Real Life' MEAN GIRLS" talking about a day in the life living in XY and Z Foreign Freak ass Nation with no rights no permante visa no local bank account AND absolutely zero references to how they acquire their USD when really these Heauxs are being extorted everyday living in unadaptable climates and weather getting bantered and berated by men and women everyday for USD Catching a stomach or a insect disease four or six times a year spending 2x- 400% MORE on Medicine, clothing, household/personal supplies, phones, utilities, Transportation, petrol, electricity..... IF you can't control your enemies where you're born you definitely will NOT in a foreign country with no National rights or previous genealogical family history Carry a gun, stay your ass in the USA GET A 2ND HOME ABOARD

#expat #repatriation #black women #black american women #90 day fiancé #K1 visa #be fucking foreal #young and dump #backpacker #diaspora #pan african #traveler #solo female travel #protect black women #eat the rich #USA #united states of america

[shahpeerally]

#K1 Visa

[dygreencardincusa]

Requirements And Process for K1 Visa | DYgreencard Inc

One of the major requirement of KI1 Visa process is both future spouses must be legally free to marry. If a previous marriage existed for either person, documentation of a divorce or a prior spouse’s death must be available.

Read More: https://dygreencard.com/immigration-resources/k1-visa-process-requirements/

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[f0point5]

You will not convince me that RB didn’t sell the naming rights to AT twice because they know they’re going to buy Checo out mid season and they needed the extra cash 😂

The mid season switch is worth the embarrassment.

#k1 visa crap app racing bullshit #f1 #formula 1 #red bull racing #sergio perez #max Verstappen #daniel ricciardo

[nhaanderus]

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[bellangelo]

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[buckets-and-trees]

"You are nothing but a toy for me to fuck, little lamb. Now open your mouth for me, or I will break your jaw opening it myself."

👀👀👀

Well... as you know, this escalated quickly.

Title: Sacrificial Fandom: MCU Characters/Pairings: Minotaur!Bucky x Botanist!Female!Reader Word Count: 3.5k

Summary: If it seems too good to be true, it always is. Always. Too bad you had to go to the remote jungles of South America to learn that lesson.

Content/Concept Warnings: DARK, lulled into a trap, human sacrifice, dubious consent/fuck or die, public sex/exhibitionism, size kink, monster fucking, face fucking/oral male receiving, vaginal fingering/fisting, breast worship, rough fucking, possessive/pet, praise kink, dirty talk, cum play, marking, cream pie, choking

Additional Notes: Thoty time with @rookthorne... she's only responsible for enabling me when my monster thirst reared its head. Wicked entry for @buckybarnesevents WEEK ONE of Hot Bucky Summer: "What Should I Wear?" and my third square of @buckybarnesbingo K1 "Fuck or Die."

When you told your friends, family, and former colleagues about the research grant and fellowship you had been awarded in the weeks leading up to your departure that it was too perfect, clearly somewhere deep in your bones you had known.

Eighty thousand dollars a year for three years, travel covered, visa approved, fully furnished accommodations provided, and a book deal for the discoveries and research studying flora in a largely undocumented and remote part of the jungle on another continent.

No scientist got a deal like that.

The only downside was the isolation of the location. They had electricity and running water, but you would only be able to go into town for internet every few weeks.

But the part of you that had grown up watching Indiana Jones, Jurassic Park, LOST, and the deep space missions of Star Trek who had far too many plants in your apartment and in your tiny office at the university had beat back that downside. It was only three years, and after living through the strange isolation of the pandemic, you knew you could manage this where you wouldn’t be isolated from people, just for short stints from your old life.

And though you had good pieces and good people in your life, you were desperate to get away from the suffocating societal expectations you felt like you weren’t living up to while so many others around you were – marriage, kids, white picket fences, career accomplishments, tenured professorships, promotions, raises, overnight influencers, travel vloggers.

This was something no one you knew had ever done.

Everyone raved about the adventure ahead of you.

Everyone had been impressed.

You had conquered in the accomplishments department with this for the year, no question. Your older sister with her third child on the way and your younger brother and his Premiere League football contract could wallow in your shadow.

This was a golden opportunity for a research botanist still in the early years of their career.

Kneeling on the ground in the middle of the jungle with your hands folded in your lap, head bowed, surrounded by a village of people who all should have known better than to follow ancient superstitions, with a dozen or more guns trained on you in nothing more than lingerie, you were living a nightmare.

All of it had been a baited trap.

No one would even question you falling off the grid before it was too late, and even if they did, these villagers could say one day you never came back from the jungle.

And it would be true.

One afternoon and evening, a good dinner, a sleep you’d yearned for thinking it was the jet lag, and then you’d awoken screaming as the first strip of wax had been ripped from your skin to discover you were naked with a half dozen people attending to all aspects of your grooming, preparing you to be their human sacrifice for the beast that lived in the jungle.

You were past the crying and pleading.

The no WIFI had been a lie, too.

Everyone in this small village looked and acted like they lived in the present day except for this one thing.

The belief that if they did not provide the beast his human sacrifice that they would not survive his terror.

“Then why don’t you just leave?” you had implored.

“This is our home, our loved ones are here, our ancestors are part of this place, and,” their leader and the head of the research foundation paused – almost faltered before continuing to explain, “the sacrifice of one stranger will guarantee us safety for many, many years.”

Everyone else had been instructed not to speak or listen to you from that point on in the preparations.

Nails trimmed, buffed, shined. Luxurious oil that smelled delicate and heavenly rubbed over every inch of your skin from the neck down. Hair partially braided to stay out of your face with the rest left natural. Color applied to your lips. They didn’t bother with eye makeup. No jewelry.

You had been wrapped up in a linen garment that was not quite a robe but not quite a coat to be transported to the ruins of an old stone dais in the thick of the jungle but deprived of it and then pushed onto the sacrificial area, left only in the sapphire silk of a bra and panties delicately lined with lace.

After hours being poked, prodded, and prepared by strangers in a strange land in a state of dread and disbelief, you thought you were numb.

You had endured too much to think you were hallucinating, but that you now all waited illuminated by literal torches with fire made this seem almost like a season of Survivor gone horribly wrong.

But then you heard the hushed wave of whispers at the rustle and rumble of something approaching through the thick vegetation of the jungle and adrenaline shot through your veins. It didn’t inspire fight or flight. You were frozen, fixated on the beast that would finally appear and seal your fate any moment now.

It made no attempt at arriving quietly, and when it finally appeared, there were collective gasps and cries from the people gathered to watch the sacrifice, though no sound fell from your lips.

The reaction was more than warranted, and a whisper of a thought flashed through your head that you were surprised no one had screamed. Maybe they were too terrified to scream, worried they would draw the beast’s attention. You wanted to scream, but your chest was gripped in fear.

The thick, furry legs of a bull, down to the cloven hooves, and a girthy tail with a tuft of dark hair at the end, swishing slightly as he walked. There was a loincloth tied at his waist that – rather than providing modesty – inspired anyone whose gaze lingered there to imagine the bulge nudging conspicuously beneath. Not that anyone’s gaze would linger there for long, for the rest of him was altogether imposing. Only the tallest of the villagers might hope to measure up to the base of his sternum – the sternum that anchored the torso of a man with shoulders more than twice the width of a human. Skin golden from the sun stretched over muscles that burst and rippled over his chest and shoulders, extending down his arms. You could see a litany of angry scars littered up and down his left arm.

Great bull’s horns rose and curled out of his head, possibly longer than your own arms. He had a mane of long, glossy but mostly unruly brown hair, with a couple of braids, that fell past his shoulders. Though the rest of his physique inspired fear, the true terror was perhaps the face of this man beast – it was terrifyingly handsome. Strong jaw, stubbled beard, a crease between his brows, and piercing blue eyes. His expression was drawn into an ominous grin.

He was in no rush as he walked into the ring of the villagers.

“Weapons down,” he growled.

There was almost no hesitation – their purpose had been to keep you in place anyway. Though the fear in the air was palpable, the tone of it seemed to be turning to some sort of reverent fear now for everyone else.

What inspired this unquestioned obedience from an entire people? People you’d seen with smart phones as abundantly among them as any other place on earth, though you’d been advised to shut yours down and leave it behind since it would be of next to no use to you in the jungle. They were right – but had left out the true reason and made it even more believable for you to seem only cut off to those back home, not lost and gone forever.

His enormous legs took the step easily up onto the dais, and his eyes were now fixed only on you. He stopped at the foot of the altar where you were presented for him.

“Well done,” this was meant for the people and their leader.

Then he reached out and the fingers of his large hands traced the strap over your left shoulder, then along your jaw, tilting your chin to look straight up at him. “And your choice is set?”

“My – my choice?” your voice cracked, but you felt it was a miracle you even found it.

Your confusion must have been evident, as his eyes flashed with anger and her rounded on the man who had facilitated all of this. “You did not tell her anything, did you?”

“I thought it best if –“

“It is not your job to think. The thoughtlessness of your people is why we’re here at all,” he snarled. Then he turned back to you.

“No time for stories now. I’m a minotaur called Bucky; a lost soldier cursed long ago to this state. Suffice it to say II must be satiated or the village will be subjected to bloodshed and desolation in the face of my wrath. They’ve chosen you, but you can choose your fate: fuck or die. I’ll take your throat, or I’ll cut it and drink your blood in front of everyone.”

Your chest heaved in trepidation. “How is that a choice?”

“Is it not clear to you?”

“Have others chosen death?”

He nodded. “Or they refused to choose.”

You opened your mouth then closed it again.

“Do you wish to die?”

You thought your tears were spent, but you could feel them welling in your eyes. “No.”

“Then claim your choice.”

You took a shaky breath.

“Say it!” he barked.

You flinched, but managed to spit out, “Fuck.”

“Perfect. Open up.”

“In front of everyone?” your voice was barely above a whisper.

He nodded. “They will remember and mark this sacrifice. It will be the reason they continue to breathe.”

You spread your knees a part so you were still kneeling and sitting back on your heels but his to take like this.

“That’s nice but not what I meant.” He tugged his loincloth and dropped it to the ground. You whimpered, afraid of the enormous size of his cock and ashamed at the lick of heat that flared in your core at the sight of him. He leaned down closer, put a hand at the back of your neck, and slapped the side of your face with his rigid length. “You are nothing but a toy for me to fuck, little lamb. Now open your mouth for me, or I will break your jaw opening it myself.”

This drew a handful of muted gasps from the onlookers. You saw a spark of something new in his eyes at this reaction.

He was pleased at their reaction.

You dropped your mouth open for him, nervous knowing you could not take all of him, embarrassed to be on such display in front of these strangers, but wanting to please him.

Wait, you thought, wanting to please him?

He shoved his cock into your wet mouth, shoving any other thoughts immediately out.

“Suck.”

You did.

“Just like that,” he said. The hand on your neck moved up to cradle and command the back of your head. He slowly began to fuck your mouth but with only a small motion, encouraging you to continue sucking just that first bit of cock as it was in your mouth. He still was in no rush. It felt like a power play – not wanting to show impatience or lack of restraint in the onset of this sacrificial claiming.

As he continued to speak now, his voice was low, intended for you. “Get ready for more.”

You looked up at him and tried to nod your head ever so slightly. He smirked, then he brought his other hand up under your jaw and to your throat, wanting to feel himself using you. He groaned and briefly closed his eyes. His tip hit the back of your mouth, and you spluttered. He pulled out slightly, giving you half a moment to recover, then forced the point again, holding himself there while you adjusted. He opened his eyes again, locking back onto yours, and a thrill of terror shot through you again. That was only the preliminary.

Now he would truly begin.

That look was all you got. Keeping the one hand at your throat, the provided the anchor to begin truly fucking your throat, not in a rush, but he picked up the pace. You placed your hands on his thighs to steady yourself. Your muscles initially gagged in protest, but he persisted, stroking your throat with his fingers as well, coaxing you to relax. Tears spilled down your cheeks. You concentrated on breathing through your nose and the steady gaze he kept trained on you. Soon you were taking more of him than you thought you could. He quickened his thrusts into your mouth. Your fingers stretched into the fur on his hips, mewling as he continued to use your mouth.

A few short grunts with the last thrusts were the only hint before he came, shooting his hot spend in your mouth with an unrestrained howl that shook the crowd to their core. There was no way for you to swallow everything, but, if anything, seeing his cum spilling down your chin made him grin.

Then he raised his head to address the villagers. “Remember that you gave this human to me. I will do with her as I please, and you will never see her again. Hope that you never see me again in your lifetime,” his voice carried, his power unquestioned in the clearing. “If you are lucky, the children you left home today will not see me in their lifetimes either. All of you go now. What happens next is not for your eyes.”

They followed his instructions without hesitation, all of them eager to be gone from this cursed place and their collective and ignored shame.

They left the torches – no desire for a souvenir.

And now you were alone with him, the light of the flames flickering over every inch of your exposed skin – which was almost all your skin, the lingerie only for show.

With the hand that was still anchored at the back of your head, he roughly angled you up sharply to look directly up at him, and tipping his own head forward he loomed in all his height above you, a truly searing heat in this look. “I meant what I said: you are mine, and I will never allow those vile villagers to see you again. You’re mine to do with as I please.”

He stooped down to claim your mouth in a kiss. His large thumb brushed the remaining spend from your chin and then moved down your throat to brush it over your collar bone, rubbing it in. He pushed his tongue between your lips, and you opened your mouth for him again. His tongue was too big for your mouth, too, but the more he subjected your body to the largeness of his being, the more you seemed to seep into him. He used his tongue to wrap around and tangle with yours, stroking it with his, now and then slipping it further down your throat, teasing, choking, mimicking the actions of his cock not long before.

When you were truly gasping, he chuckled darkly and pulled away, you leaned forward, lips chasing his, and then you shook your head, trying to restore some logic.

Failing.

Bucky easily tore away your bra with his brute strength. “Lay back for me, lamb.”

You shifted, legs aching from resting on them in that kneeling position for far too long. He noted the care you took in moving your limbs and rubbed the muscles up and down a few times. Then he pulled your hips to the end of the alter, flush against his cock, which was already semi-hard again. You hummed as he pushed against your still-clothed core.

His hands moved from your thighs up your sides, stoking the desire surging through your body, moving up your waist, thumbs brushing up against the underswell of your breasts, then flicking over the nipples, bringing them to little peaks before diving down to lave one of them with his tongue and suck, rolling, twisting, and pinching the other with his hand. Then he moved his mouth, and as he latched on to the other nipple, his hands worked the lace and silk panties off your hips and down your legs before tossing them away. He rutted up against you again, slow but persistent pressure against your core again, but now with no barrier he felt your arousal slicking up your entrance. When you began working your hips against him, seeking more friction, fisting your hands into his hair, he moved a hand between your legs, stroking over your labia and pushing one of his fingers right into your cunt, making you keen immediately from the force and fullness.

“Going to ruin you, lamb, but don’t want to hurt you.” He was brutal, but only because he was a monster by nature, not because he was heartless. “Gotta work your tiny pussy open so you can take me like you were meant to.”

As before, he was patient, making up for the impatience mounting inside you as he worked his fingers into you, circling, questing, stretching, twisting. When he pushed three fingers in he could tell it was a lot, but he knew he needed you to easily receive four if he was going to get to fuck you on his cock the way he wanted. All through it, he was relentless in overwhelming you in other ways, continuing to worship your breasts, but also murmuring praises against your skin, and threatening and promising filthy things that you couldn’t even respond to.

When you were thoroughly primed, aching for him, a mess with tears and begging for him, he finally realigned his hips between your legs, forcing your thighs wide to accommodate him. He bumped the head of his cock against your throbbing clit a couple of times, making your whimper repeatedly. You were lost as you lay splayed out above him, eyes tightly shut, hands reaching for him, desperately pleading his name over and over. He bent down to you again, relishing the feel of your breasts brushing against his chest for one more moment before sinking his cock into your cunt with a brutal thrust, pushing clear to the hilt, making you scream. It was wicked, and he knew it, but also knew how much he had worked up your body and your mind, and he was rewarded as you arched beneath him, and wrapped your arms around his neck, adjusted your hips, and then rocked against him, clearly seeking more.

Holding you at the precipice of pleasure for so long meant you crashed into your first orgasm very quickly as he pushed his cock in and out of your, “tight heat, little lamb, taking me so well,” he cooed. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, shuddering as he fucked your through it, groaning at the feel of your walls around him. “No one else will ever have this cunt now,” he vowed. “You’re mine.”

“Mine,” you echoed without thinking, not knowing it was exactly how he wanted his pet to feel about him. He pushed you over the edge into another orgasm and then spilled his hot seed inside you not long after. You were beyond spent, at that point, and less than a minute after he scooped you up, tucking your legs around his waist, you dropped out of consciousness, and went totally limp. He kissed the top of your head, then shifted you to sling you over his shoulder for the trek to his lair – your home. He’d secure you there, then go back to the get the wooden crate of the belongings you had shipped ahead of you and the bag you had traveled with – both were supposed to be deposited and waiting in a cave, the final part of his negotiations for acquiring his new human from that village and their foolish leader. Humans were delicate creatures with peculiar needs, after all, and he was determined to keep you content and fucked out until you were devoted to staying with him until the end of your days.

But the last hour had exceeded even his own expectations. He suspected he wouldn’t have to try very hard to keep his little lamb.

NEXT PART: Do You Remember

"haunting thoughts" on Sacrificial for the Dark Forest Fest

brief insight into what reader's life is like now

physical appearance of Minotaur!Bucky

easy and challenging parts of writing the fic

the writing of the story from concept to completion in one night

↠ Masterlist | Aspen's Ask Box | Field Guide to the Forest

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[stillcalibrating]

KOTOR 1 & 2 Romance Mods

============================================== [Vanilla Game - Romance Options ]

♀️Revan:  Carth Onasi, Juhani ♂️Revan:  Bastila Shan

♀️Exile:  Atton Rand, Disciple ♂️Exile:  Visas Marr, Handmaiden

============================================== For K1 / KOTOR 1:

Carth Onasi Romance Fix ⚤ Mod Author: cjto202 Mod Description: Allows Carth to kiss ♀Revan on unknown world in romance just like in Bastila’s romance, along with some restored dialogue between Carth and ♀Revan. Download: cjto202.net

Bastila Romance Script Fix ⚤ Mod Author: Markus Ramikin Mod Description: Fixes bugs and errors in Bastila’s romance. Download: DeadlyStream

Juhani Romance Mod  Mod Author: Von Neely Mod Description: Allows ♂Revan to romance Juhani / makes Juhani Bi. Download: Gamefront

Bastila & Female Revan (Untold Love Story) ⚢ Mod Author: Master Kavar Mod Description: Allows ♀Revan to romance Bastila. In addition, this mod also allows ♀Revan to flirt with certain female NPCs, most notably Yuthura Ban.  Download: Gamefront

The Romancing of Bastila ⚢ Mod Author: Darth Shan & Swfan28 Mod Description: Compiles several Bastila content mods into one mod. Regarding Bastila’s romance, in addition to allowing ♀Revan to romance Bastila, this mod also includes bug fix and a kissing scene between Bastila and ♀Revan. Installation Note: To make this mod compatible with Bastila & Female Revan (Untold Love Story), you must install this mod AFTER Untold Love Story, and override the k_hbas_dialog.dlg file when prompted Download:Gamefront, KotOR Nexus

JC’s Romance Enhancement: Biromantic Bastila for K1  Mod Author: JCarter426 Mod Description: Another mod that allows ♀Revan to romance Bastila, but what makes this mod different is that it also further edits Bastila’s dialogue so Bastila would not refer to ♀Revan as a man. This mod also fixes the bugs with Bastila’s romance during the endgame. Installation Note: This mod is not compatible with The Romancing of Bastila. To make this mod compatible with Bastila & Female Revan (Untold Love Story), you must delete the  k_hbas_dialog.dlg file from Untold Love Story first, THEN install Biromantic Bastila. Download:Deadly Stream Juhani Romance Enhancement ⚢ Mod Author: Kexikus Mod Description: Makes improvements to the final romance conversation with Juhani, including triggering the conversation automatically provided the conditions for this conversation is met, as well as adding a kiss between Juhani and ♀Revan. Note: For details on how to successfully romance Juhani, please check out this Juhani Romance Guide. Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR Nexus

Bi Carth  Mod Author: forgetcanon Mod Description: Allows ♂Revan to romance Carth and flirt with certain male NPCs. This mod also allows ♀Revan to shut down Carth’s flirting. Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR Nexus

Carth Onasi and Male Revan Romance ⚣ Mod Author: leilukin Mod Description: Allows ♂Revan to romance Carth Onasi, audio spliced. Download:KotOR Nexus

====================================================== For K2 / KOTOR II TSL:

Mira Romance Mod ⚤ Mod Author: JediArchivist Mod Description: Allows ♂Exile to romance Mira Required Mod:The Sith Lords Restored Content Mod (TSLRCM) Download:Gamefront Atton Rand and Male Exile Romance ⚣ Mod Author: Leilukin Mod Description: Makes Atton flirt with and express romantic interests for ♂Exile. Required Mod:The Sith Lords Restored Content Mod (TSLRCM) Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

Visas Marr and Female Exile Romance ⚢ Mod Author: Leilukin Mod Description: Makes the Visas romance scene which occurs near the endgame available for the Exile regardless of gender. Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

Handmaiden & Female Exile - Disciple & Male Exile Romance ⚢⚣ Mod Author: Leilukin Mod Description: In addition to allowing Handmaiden to join ♀Exile’s party and allowing Disciple to join ♂Exile’s party, this mod also makes Handmaiden a romance option for ♀Exile, and Disciple for ♂Exile. It is worth noting that by allowing Handmaiden to join ♀Exile, this mod also allows Atris to display romantic feelings for ♀Exile. Required Mod:The Sith Lords Restored Content Mod (TSLRCM) Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

Alternate Revan Romances (UPDATED) ⚢⚣ Mod Author: Leilukin, original mod made by felixfelicitas Mod Description: Allows players to set Revan’s love ineterest(s), instead of letting the game assume ♂Revan is romantically involved with Bastila, while ♀Revan is romantically involved with Carth. Most notably, with this mod Bastila can be chosen as ♀Revan’s love interest, and Carth can be chosen as ♂Revan’s love interest. Required Mod:The Sith Lords Restored Content Mod (TSLRCM) Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

Darth Sion and Male Exile Mod ⚣ Mod Author: Leilukin Mod Description: Makes Darth Sion displays romantic attachment (in his own way) to ♂Exile. Required Mod:The Sith Lords Restored Content Mod (TSLRCM) Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

Dahnis Flirt Option for Female PC ⚢ Mod Author: Leilukin Mod Description: Makes Dahnis, a minor NPC and one of the Pazaak players on Nar Shaddaa, flirt with ♀Revan Download:Deadly Stream, KotOR 2 Nexus

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[bj-wnjn]

so!!!!! im engaged now and now I have to work on my bfs k1 visa and IM SO STRESSED ABOUT IT!!!!! MY ANXIETY IS SO BAD!!!!!! IM SO NERVOUS!! I JUST WANT TO BE WITH MY BF!!!!!!

#like I'm probably gonna go through a service but I'm just nervous it won't be accepted #rambling

[missallanea-a]

So, I'm getting ready for D&D, but I realized I kind of forgot to put the good news up when I got home :

My I-129F was approved !!

Which, in simpler terms, means that my engagement to Mal has been officially recognized as legitimate by the US government, which in turn means that we're moving to the next stage of my visa journey! Next up is the super stressful stuff ( an interview with the consulate in Vancouver ) and then keeping our fingers crossed that they actually approve the K1 visa, but... this is progress! And like... months sooner than we were expecting progress to happen. I didn't think we'd hear back from them until the summer.

#❮ missallanea / ooc ❯ ━━ ❝ probably listening to a musical on repeat . #/ sorry to mal for breaking the news first >3 #/ but yeah I am ~vibrating~

[imeverywoman420]

90 day fiance is more than a reality show its so fucking surreal……. I LOVE how they break the rules and theyre like fuck it big ed and liz arent even involved with the k1 visa process but who cares. On the tell all Shawn asks colt’s mom (debbie) if she thinks his current partner is the one. Which is already insane. Then shawn asks for big eds input on colts relationship for some reason like he has any horse in that race. Then they put 5 of the couples from the show in a resort for therapy reasons and angela became abusive and belligerent toward liz and nobody stepped in and now the reviews for that resort are tanking bc guests said that their experience was ruined by filming. Yara has the vibes of a beautiful gentle natured princess with a blood disease and she hates jovi so much. Jenny and sumit is the best love story of the 21st century unironically love them.

[tinogiehd]

I know we were waiting TM people were saying a marriage visa wouldn’t even be faster than the K1 or whatever it is George actually got so I think it would be fun (evil) if people played around with the wait but they applied for a marriage visa instead bc George for some reason (waves hand) couldn’t get the other type

i had like a 2 sentence wip of this once long ago. think it’s gone now

#aya asks #fic talk

[shahpeerally]

#K1 Visa

[f0point5]

i need Visa Cash App RB to be so fucking for real right now… like it was a funny joke but come onnn

there’s no way anyone on apart of the team thought “yeah that looks and sound good, let’s roll”. nuh-uh, they’ve sold their souls.

absolutely no hope for the livery or them actually being referred to as Visa Cash App RB, it’ll be Alpha Tauri or Toro Rosso.

sick of ads/sponsors insisting their names be the call card for teams when they don’t have longevity in the sport! they stay for a couple years then bugger off, leaving a skeleton name that gets even worse with the next ad/sponsors😭

They need to be so serious with me. Was visa not enough? Are they so poor that they needed to cashapp to this dumpster fire? And they sold naming rights to…I mean…guys be so serious. Apparently they’re nicknaming it “V-CARB” like it’s a damn protein shake…I cannot.

And no one is going to call it that. Everyone will continue calling it alpha Tauri or TR until they change the name to something else. Liberty Media and the FIA is up everyone’s ass but they let THIS go ahead?

#K1 visa crap-app racing Bullshit #do they think if they have a dumb name Zak brown will leave them alone? #be so serious with me why are they trying to humiliate themselves #f1 #max verstappen #formula 1

[nhaanderus]

P1# PKT3- ĐIỀN DS-160 -TẠO TÀI KHOẢN ĐẶT HẸN PHỎNG VẤN - IN BIÊN NHẬN ĐÓNG TIỀN BƯU ĐIỆN- K1 VISA MỸ

Hello mọi người Thế là Sơn đã ra được video quan trọng trong quá trình xin visa K1_Mỹ rồi🇺🇸🇺🇸. Sau khi nhận PKT3, các bạn tiến hành:

 ✅1. Điền DS-160 

✅2. Tạo tài khoản đặt hẹn pv 

✅3. In biên nhận 

✅4. Đi đóng tiền ở bưu điện 

 💐Sơn hy vọng tất cả các bạn có thể tự điền được DS-160 thật dễ dàng sau khi xem video này với những mẹo tụi mình đã rút ra. 

 💐Bằng tất cả những hiểu biết, kinh nghiệm của bản thân, khả năng Tiếng Anh, Sơn đã gửi gắm, truyền tải thật chi tiết và cụ thể qua từng video hướng dẫn. 

 💐Vợ chồng chúng mình rất muốn giúp đỡ các bạn K1 sớm đoàn tụ với người thương. 

 💐Các bạn có thể xem tất tần tật các video K1 visa ở Kênh Youtube của tụi mình nhé 

 💐Các bạn đừng quên Like, Đăng kí kênh, và chia sẻ video đến những bạn bè đang cần

#youtube #vidIQ PKT3 - ĐIỀN DS-160 - TẠO TÀI KHOẢN ĐẶT HẸN PHỎNG VẤN - IN BIÊN NHẬN ĐÓNG TIỀN BƯU ĐIỆN - K1 VISA 67.3 1 vidIQ PKT3 19 vidIQ ĐIỀN DS-16

[thelonesomequeen]

Although this does bring back the question we’ve all had of when, where, and how did they meet? 🦎// that’s why I also brought the K1 visa. It’s marriage only. You can’t use a work visa to get married in the US to a US citizen since the person with the visa is legally not a citizen. There are zero loops with that. But to even do that process they would have to tell the truth of when they actually met, where and how. Gaps in a relationship will be questioned. My friend has gone through this process and her fiancés visa was denied. But he still had a work visa at the time. The issue was because he was working between two countries so it made things more complicated. They didn’t end up together but it was grueling to watch her go through that.

A K1 visa for those who don’t know puts a foreign person that is getting married to a US citizen on the path to US citizenship. A person who’s not a citizen can’t just marry a US citizen and become one because of the marriage. It doesn’t work like that. It still takes about 5 to 6yrs after the marriage for the person to become a US citizen. The first 3 yrs your visa status changes to a green card. 2 years after that then you can apply for US citizenship. Once that’s approved, that person is now legally a US citizen. So if the marriage is fake they can get a divorce after 6yrs, just not sooner. The amount of years is suppose to prevent fraud but that really doesn’t stop people. It’s an easier way to become a US citizen but the people involved have to have an airtight story and evidence.

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